#the gf was so sweet i miss her (met her once she was the best tho)

[munamania]

my masc4masc butch4butch lesbian cousins… i love you… <3

[sweet-villain]

The Last Wish~ B.H

@luna-munson83 asked:

Hey darling. How have you been?

I don’t know if you open for request. I have idea for Billy Hargrove x gf!reader.

So… I been read a lot everytime when reader took her life for Eddie or Steve but what about for Billy while battling the Mind Flayers? Yes I know it’s angst, like I said your writing is incredibly.

When Billy hold Eleven down the ground and R notices that the Mind Flayers about kill El/Billy and she decides to jump in to save them and Billy got big heartbroken.

I haven’t read anything like that yet. Just take your time if you accept it or not, no worries. I know you have tones to writing🙃

Author's Note: I've been doing my best sweets, honestly. Things are hectic at work and at home but I'll be okay &lt;3

Tags : : @ceriseheaven @josephquinnlover0 @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @stillfalling30minslater @alyisdead @witchy-munson

My Master List is in This Area

Angst

Warning : Reader's death

Heads turned when you stepped out of his car with your bag swung over your shoulder as you looked around the parking lot. You spots Nancy from where she stood with her books in her arms as she sends you a small smile but her smile disappears when the other door opens. Billy steps out of the car with a cigarette in his mouth making his way around the car.

Fingers snapped in front of your face bringing your attention away from looking at Nancy to your boyfriend.

" What?"

He stomped out of his cigarette with the sole of his shoe turning his head to see where your sight set on. He chuckled, "You and Wheeler are friends or something?"

" She's in a few of my classes, and yes Billy. She's a friend"

"You and pretty Miss Perfect are friends?" Tommy snorted as he walked with Carol around his arm as they walked up to you and Billy.

" Yeah, is that a problem?" Tommy shook his head. " You wanna be friend with someone like her? She dumped Harrington for that loser Byers."

" Piss off" you grumbled pushing past him making sure you hit your shoulder. with his. Carol popper her gum as she glared at you. Billy followed after you, catching up.

" Don't know why your friends with those two" you mumbled walking inside the school. The halls were busy with students getting to their lockers but heads turned when you and Billy walked in. It was just another day of school but dating Billy Hargrove had it perks and non perks.

" They aren't really my friends, they follow me because you know" he leaned his shoulder against the locker next to your, " I am the new Keg King, everyone wants to be around me, I have a cool car and the prettiest girl on my arm." He smirks while you roll your eyes with a smile on your face.

" You think I'm just pretty?" He nods, leaning in once you closed the locker door getting your book out. " You're mine and you're the most gorgeous girl I've ever laid eyes on"

" Much better, pretty boy" you lean up on your toes to kiss his cheek but he moved his head as his lips met yours. You squealed when his hand reached down to grab a hold of your ass.

" Billy!" he laughed as he tugged you closer. The bell rang before the two of you could do anything else. " I'm going to be late for class" he rolled his eyes.

" You're such a good girl"

" Just how you like it, Hargrove" He smirked as he walked you to class taking your book from your hands as he carried them.

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You sat in the seat next to Steve Harrington, one of your friends and Billy had to tolerate him when you were around. The both of them disliked each other. You felt a poke on your arm when a note slide over.

" Why are you with a guy like, Hargrove?" You turned your head to look at Steve in question but he was too busy drawing little drawings on top of his desk. But he stopped feeling the burn of your eyes on the side of his head. He didn't turn to look at you.

Because he treats me right, adores me and makes me happy.

You slide the note back to Steve who took in his hand and read it, scoffing. He didn't write anything else down. Steve never understood how someone like Billy Hargrove had caught your attention of you.

The bell rang before Steve could pass a note back to you but before you walked out of the class room, Steve spoke up.

" He's nothing but trouble. You deserve better"

" You don't know anything about my relationship, Harrington" he puts his hands and walked through the desks to get to the front door. It wasn't easy being friends with Steve when you were dating Billy, the both of them had never seen eye to eye.

You made your way out of the class turning just in time to bump into your boyfriend.

" I thought you'd be waiting for me by the door" you frowned as you looked up at him.

" The teacher wanted to see me after class or some shit" He shrugged, " Sorry" he mumbled. Billy wasn't the one who usually apologized. He's still getting used to that.

" You're here now" you leaned up to kiss him on the lips, he kissed you back pulling you flush to his body. Steve happened to walk by to see this and scoffed. Billy pulled away hearing it, " Something you gotta say, Harrington?"

Steve was about to say something when he saw the pleading look on your face. " That's what I thought" Billy says. You tugged on Billy's jacket bringing his attention back to you as he wrapped an arm around you.

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You knew the monsters that have been crawling into Hawkins. How? Dustin Henderson and Steve Harrington. Those two reeled you in on what's been going on and now you discovered there was something new lurking around Hawkins.

You sat on your couch in the living room waiting for Billy to pick you up for your date. It was getting to that time that he should be here. He had told you he was taking you somewhere special. Who knew Billy Hargrove could be a romantic? In his own way.

It felt like hours when you stood up from the couch to look at the time. You have been waiting for Billy to arrive for almost an hour? Where was he? You walked back out to the living room, looking out the window in hopes to hear the sound of his Camaro but that sound never came.

You were getting upset and worried at the same time. Has Neil done something? Was Max okay? You paced back and forth in your living room before racing to the phone to call to see if he was home. The lime kept ringing and ringing and ringing. He wasn't home.

The hour turned into two, you rushed out of the house with your keys and grabbed onto your bike. You were more worried about Billy than ruining the dress you were wearing.

When you arrive at Billy's, the house was dark and his Camaro wasn't in the driveway. You dropped the bike on the ground and walked over to his window to see if he was in there or anyone was in there. The room was pitch black and you can see the light falling onto his bed.

" Where are you?" you mumbled to yourself. Biting on your bottom lip looking over the house one more time before grabbing your bike as you headed back home.

Billy never picked you up for your date.

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You knew he was working at the pool today, and when you walked through the doors. There was sitting on the life guard chair with a blue sleeveless shirt, his red trucks but he looked dazed. His hair was not in his usual curls.

" Billy Hargrove" you called out to him. All heads turned at the sound of your voice spotting you on the side with your hands on your hips as you glared over at your boyfriend. " Care to explain where you've been? I've been worried sick."

Billy didn't even look at you but got off the chair as he headed toward the storage room. He wobbled on his feet with his head hang. " Billy?" you called out to him. He hasn't heard you as he continued to walk to his destination.

You followed him inside.

" Billy? Baby?" His back was to you when you called out to him. Billy had heard you call out to him. But he was afraid when he tuned around on who you would see.

" Leave me alone" he says, finally speaking up. You took a few steps towards him placing your hand on the small of his back. He felt your touch and tensed up.

" Baby-" he snapped his head towards you as he turned around, " I said leave me alone!" he shouted with fist by his sides. Flash of hurt came across your eyes, he saw it. He wished he didn't yell at you but this wasn't the time. It was dangerous.

" Okay" you nodded, softly turning around heading towards the door.You swallowed the lump in your throat. Why was he acting like this? Have you done something wrong? Your mind ran with ideas on what could of you had done?

You found nothing.

Billy wanted you to get away from him. He didn't want to hurt you. He would make him hurt you. He wasn't about to let him hurt you.

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You hummed one of the Metallica songs you have heard in your boyfriends car when your eyes widen who sat on the edge of your bed. His curls were beautiful as ever, his blue eyes snapped towards you when you entered your room. He was dressed in a button down blue shirt with a pair of jeans.

" What a pretty little thing you are" he says. It didn't really sound like your boyfriend. The tone was cold and distant. " Billy?" you asked. He chuckled as he shook his head.

" Dear Billy boy has been hiding such a pretty girl like you, I can see why" his eyes ran over your legs and up your body. Whoever this was felt uninvited and cold.

" Who are you?" you wrap your arms around yourself, stepping back as he gotten off your bed. " Now, now. Be a good girl and tell me your name." He took a step towards you. You took a step back until he caged you in with his body.

The blue eyes were darker, and you took notice of the veins on his face and arms. " What happened to you?" you asked, reaching up to touch his face but he flinched back as if your touch was going to burn him.

" I've become better" he answered you. " Now, your name girl" he snarled. " I will not ask you again"

" Y/N" you mumbled. " Billy Hargrove's girlfriend" He chuckled as he took a step back with his eyes roaming up and down, licking his lips.

" You're really are such a pretty little thing, aren't you?" He licked his lips once again. You felt really exposed to him.

" What have you done with my Billy?" your voice cracks.

" Oh little one, there is no more Billy. There is only me"

You swallowed the lump in your throat, " W-what should I call you then?"

" Flayed or yours" He smirks seeing your eyes widen. " But for now, I have placed to be, things to do. I'll be back for you" he blows you a kiss making his way to your window.

" Are you ever going to give me my boyfriend back?" He looked back at you with one leg out the widow. " I am your boyfriend, what are you talking about silly girl?"

You watch him hop down from the window on the ground with ease as he walked across the street to the Camaro. You had a bad, a really bad feeling about this.

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You spy the shotgun in Nancy's hands as you stood by her side with Jonathan.

" You really are planning to kill him?" your voice cracked. Her lips were in a thin line as she nodded her head, " if it comes to it. You know I care about you, but this is not your boyfriend."

" You don't know him like I do, Nance" you sighed, with anger, " You don't know anything about him." She opened her mouth to respond but you didn't let her as you walked away to join the kids.

" It will be okay" Max says as she takes a hold of your hand, her eyes had so much unsureness but her words didn't calm you down.If everything was going to be okay, everyone including you were going to be lucky you come out alive in this all.

" You know, you've made him better. You've made him happy, it's been a long time since I've seen him like this" she says looking up a you. Max and you have gotten closer since you started to date Billy.

"... and thank you for being there for me, you know. It's nice" she adds. " You're really like a big sister to me" she says. Her eyes flash worry. She is saying this like it's something it's the last thing she will tell you. You could die. She could die. Billy could die. Anyone could die.

Your eyes brim with tears causing an alert on her face.

"Hey, it will be okay. I won't let anything happen to him" she squeezes. your hand in reassurance. But you knew it was too late to fix anything.

" This is out of our control, Max. You know it. I know it" A tear slide down your cheek, you were never going to get your Billy back. She knew it. You knew it. That hurt more than anything. You were never going to hear the words I love you from him or have him hold you or hear his laughter or see his smile or hear him whine about Steve or have him at all. Your Billy was gone. Long gone.

Suddenly on top, the glass has shattered and you covered Max with your own body to protect her. The Mind Flyer broke it's way through the roof and made it's way into the mall. It was destroying everything in it's path.

You ran with Max through the halls as the lights flickered above you. Then you stopped in your tracks seeing your boyfriend.

" Pretty little thing" he licked his lips at the sight of you, " now where have you been?" he smirked. But he looked so different, this wasn't the Billy you knew and loved. The Billy you knew was happier.

His body was shining with sweats, his eyes darker and he was covered in blood splatter too.

He took a step towards you and Max. This wasn't the person you loved. The Mindflyer completely took the man you loved away from you. Your heart broke at the sight of him.

" Billy, listen to me, your name is Billy Hargrove, you live in Hawkins Indiana. Billy please-" Max started to say before he pushed her aside, she landed with a thud on the ground.

"Billy.." your eyes widen as he took a step towards you, your hand reach out for something hard and sharp before knocking it across his head. He stumbled a few steps back, shaking his head as he blinked his eyes. While he did that, you grabbed Max and run down the hall with her in your arms. You were so scared to look him in the way. This wasn't the Billy you knew. He was gone.

Lucas began screaming something about fireworks to harm the monster in the mall. Billy made his way over to Eleven, while you put Max down behind the wall.

She didn't need so see any of this.

While Eleven had her hand on Billy's cheek, you eyed the monster as it stood in the middle of the mall. Your eyes dropped down to Billy, tears in your eyes and stepped up looking behind the corners of the upper level of your friends, they all were throwing fire works.

You stood before the Mind Flyer. It's arms and legs were crashing everything in it's path. You knew what you had to do, your friends needed the distraction. You needed to do this. For them. For Billy. Max needed Billy. Whatever he was.

The Mind Flyers arms reached out to get to Billy to reach Eleven when you stepped in the way catching it with your hands, screaming out.

" You'll have to go through me first" you spatted at the monster. The Monster roared as his other arm punctured your side, and then to the other causing such a pain that you never imagined in your life.

All you thought about was your Billy.

Max would have the piece of Billy that was still there. They didn't need you.

The monster lifted you up in the air, Max had awaken as she screamed your name. There was pitch black at first before you saw light, the smile and laughter of your boyfriend fills your head.

Billy hadn't noticed what you have done until he heard Max scream for you. Eleven rose on her elbows to look at the sight of you punctured by the Mind Flyer, there was nothing they could do to save you.

Billy screamed seeing the Mind Flyer drop you on the ground like a rag doll and blood began to form at your sides. The monster thrashed around. Everyone was going to be safe now. Billy and Max both ran to your side, not caring if anything else would hurt them.

"I-I love you" your eyes met Billy's face, those blue eyes belonged to your boyfriend. You saw it. He was there. His eyes brim with tears as he took your hand in his bringing it up to his lips, " D-don't go" his voice cracked. " I-I can't live without you."

" Y-you can, y-you will" Max cried as she took your other hand in hers. You felt her tears falling down on your hand.

" Y-your safe.." was the last words the both of them heard out of your mouth as your eyes stared straight at the ceiling. You wished that you weren't leaving him, and Max. You wanted to stay.

Billy screamed as his head landed on your stomach, he didn't care that he was getting your blood on him. " Come back to me, please!" he pleaded.

That day Billy Hargrove's heart broke into pieces.

He wished you'd come back to him.

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He stared at the words written on your game with a cigarette in his mouth, he had flowers in his hands and a teddy bear in the other. The Teddy Bear had a similar jacket that he wore, it was one of the gifts he gotten you and never was able to give it to you before he got possessed.

" I miss you" he says. His feels the tears brim his eyes as he looks away.

" Why did you go and have to be the hero? Why did you have to leave me?" he asked, his voice cracking. " Fuck" the cigarette fell from his mouth, he stomped on it not really wanting to smoke anymore as he brushed away his tears with the back of his hand.

This was really hard for him. The gang has all mourned you but it was Billy and Max who took it the hardest. Billy has gotten better since the whole possession by the Mind Flyer, he was part of the gang now.

That's what you would of wanted.

" She loved you, you know?" he heard Max's voice next to him. He didn't hear her sneak up on him. " Yeah, I know shit bird" he nodded.

" Did you love her?" Billy glanced down at his step sister with a small smile on his face.

" With all my heart" Max smiled.

" She made you soft" He rolled his eyes but he knew it was true. You did make him soft and you brought the best out of him. " I miss her too, you know? She was like a sister to me"

Billy knelt down as he placed the flowers and the teddy bear on top of your grave. That's when Max spotted it, along the necklace he usually wears is your ring on it. The one that you always wore. She thought it was sweet.

" Why do you have that?" she asked pointing to your ring. He glance down, twirling it in between his fingers and looked up at her.

" That way she's always with me"

Max left Billy alone to have his time with you as he stared at your grave stone.

" I really thought you'd be the one I take back with me to California. You'd love it there, like we always talked about. You would loved the waves. I don't know how I am going to do this without you, I love you pretty girl and always will" He stood up from the ground, keeping one hand on the grave stone for a moment.

" I'll be back tomorrow" he says looking down as he turned around to make his way to the Camaro.

[mangoposts]

Mina i need to rant but i also need an opinion before i do sum stupid

so basically i miss like crazy my ex situationship (it lasted 5 FUCKING YEARS). So long story short we know each other since we were kids but never really had any interest in each other before we were like 16 right. Then we were on and off for the most part. When we were on, it was GREAT, we argued all the time but with passion yk ? Like the hatred ignited a fire and it was great, like adrenaline it was so addictive. But when we were off, we were OFF. It was so bad, we teared each other apart like crazy. Like we dated other people just out of spite and shit. But since like august 2023, we were good and I really thought it would work this time. But then he cheated again (oh bc yeah even tho we were technically dating, i consider it cheating) with one of his ex. I discovered it in march 2023, after i lost someone really close to me and was grieving, i found out he slept at her house more than once. I was too disappointed to say anything so i just blocked him. He still tried to reach out and blamed it on him because I wasn’t giving him enough attention (mind you i was grieving and had a really hard time getting over it)

Then, in july, i saw that he and his ex (with who he cheated on me with and who is his actual gf since i called it off with him) were together in Portugal (our families both immigrated to the same country and even the same part of the country, so we all go back to Portugal during summer). So you can only imagine how devastated I was when I saw that (and especially because getting back together in Portugal was the main thing for us, everytime we were back in our usual lives, that was when things went downhill). Also keep in mind that NO ONE knew about us except my cousin and his bsf, it was his choice but i was okay with it

Anyway, i went to Portugal too and completely ignored him. It was so hard because we have the same group of friends so we spent everyday together. It was the worst like i was so down because i lost the person i was grieving and i lost him (let’s call him T). T was not only the guy im in love with but he was also my best friend in a way. We are the same. So ignoring him like that killed me ngl. I met his new gf and I can’t hate her, she is very sweet and pretty. And she met his family in less than four months while in 5 years never once did I talked to his brother at least. Then his gf left and he stayed in our hometown in Portugal, he tried to make a comeback but i turned it down quick.

A week before he left, he really wanted us to talk so I agreed (I needed a really convo with him about what happened) but i got no answers he simply apologised and said he was dumb and didn’t know why he did that (always the same excuse). But then he hit me with something INSANE like this mf dared tell me that him bringing his gf in Portugal was the best way to sign the end of us and everything we had, he said that we tried and it doesn’t work out no matter how much love there is between us and in a way he did it for us like bro ????? I mean he’s not wrong but my ego took a tool with that

In conclusion, i miss him so bad and it’s eating me alive and idk how to do and i can’t talk to other guys because im sick of men

- 🧘‍♀️

I wish i could give you advice on this but i am also madly in love with a situationship who ruined any chances of future love for me so all i can say is i understand how you feel and im sorry 😭😭😭💔 One day someone else will compare

[derelictheretic]

hi, it’s your secret santa! i was just wondering if you wouldn’t mind telling me more about anya and mary may’s relationship? and just about anya in general?

Hi, of course!!

So quick rundown on Anya's past; She was born in Russia, she lived with her family in a small cabin away from any city or town because her Mother was a botanist. Anya and and her two younger brothers where taken from their parents at some point and then she and her brothers were separated. She was taken in by a kind of russian mafia but she eventually escaped to America when she was 17/18 and then moved around a lot until she settled in Hope County!

She has severe trust issues because of her past and is always in survival mode even though she comes across as relaxed and unbothered by almost everything. She's sort of an antisocial hermit and prefers to be at home with her cats (Sasha and Lev) but she does like to people watch so she'll find a bar and sit in it for a few hours to spectate. (aka she's secretly lonely but doesn't understand that so she thinks she's studying ppl in their natural habitat when really she's just yearning for a human connection)

She comes off as reserved and mysterious, she's good at keeping a neutral expression and mostly due to her appearance and being 6' she comes off as pretty intimidating. The only times her facade really cracks is when she's watching Mary May with a soft smile or she's drunk, she lets all her inhibitions go when she's wasted and is loud and boisterous and emotional and the opposite of her usual self.

She met Mary May when she went to the spread eagle to people watch and got stopped in her tracks by the beautiful bartender. She had never been in a relationship before Mary May and even starting the friendship was a struggle but Mary May brought out a softer side of her she didn't know she had. Anya's a good judge of character and she could tell after a while Mary May was just a genuinely sweet woman trying to survive this world just like her and after that realisation Mary May became the first person outside of her family that Anya loves and trusts.

They both have very bold and dominant personalities but Anya takes charge a lot more in the relationship and Mary May doesn't mind because she likes being spoilt for once (she still does her best to pay it back of course). Anya can be blunt and miss some social cues which leads to her acting like an asshole sometimes and Mary Mary calls her out on it everytime but they don't have big fights, they can usually talk it out over a drink and work it out. Like Anya would Never raise her voice at Mary May even if Mary May was screaming in her face, Anya just doesn't raise her voice in general.

They're very playful with each other, they'll tease each other and have regular banter and they're not afraid to poke fun at each other. Anya's not the out loud sappy type but she can say some sweet things, if only to watch Mary May turn bright red and tell her to shut up. They're both pretty physically affectionate with each other, Anya would live with her arms around Mary May's waist if she could get away with it. Anya also calls her cute nicknames in russian bc she feels embarrassed saying them in english. (Mary May usually sticks to baby, babe or darlin but also asshole, motherfucker, giantess lookin ass and dracula <3)

They're very supportive of each other, I think they definitely become each others rocks during the relationship. They're both dealing with a lot and like to seem strong to others so I think they'd lean on each other a lot since they don't mind letting their defences down with each other. And they're both very protective, neither of them are afraid to throw hands if someone badmouths their gf.

(this is all until it all crashes and burns when Anya joins the cult bc her survival instincts tell her its the only way sOBS—)

I hope that's enough, let me know if you need anything else!!

[unknwnxquantity]

Thursday was one of those days that shows you life could be over in an instant without even knowing it, that an initial inconvenience could’ve actually saved your life. I have an old car. Old ass car more than 20 years old. Love her, we named her Beatrice bc she’s beat, white and old. It’s a long story how we got her but it was a gift to us!Shoutout my gfs dad :) Anyways we were under the impression it was good for the most part. She shakes, she started making loud ass sounds recently. The brakes are a bit wonky but we were under the impression they had just been changed months ago before we got it. And then the check engine light pops up out of nowhere yesterday during a really inconvenient time. I was so annoyed at that. Was already having a bad and stressful morning. Driving to and from a place towns away and the traffic is HORRIBLE in the mornings. Just tryna come back to where I’m at, takes at least over an hr or even an hr and 30 min at times, when without traffic it’s a 30-40 min drive. I was like plssss god just get us to our destination safe and let me get home safe and sound.

I get home safe and sound. Get to work right after. Then my gf asks me if I wanna go take the car to her best friends bf who’s a mechanic to get the engine light checked out and also the sounds Beatrice has been making. I’m like ughhhhhh bro I been working back to back these days with barely any breaks in between I’m so tired. But I do it anyways after my second shift ends at 5. I drive to him IN TRAFFIC ON THE HIGHWAY yet again and I’m like these brakessss, are wonkyyy. They feel different some days and I gotta be on my toes no pun intended 🤪. Sometimes Beatrice feels safe to drive, other times I gotta be more cautious bc it’ll feel different. It takes me almost 30 min to get to him. I never hung out with him one on one, and only really met him once. It was just me and him in the auto shop he works at. Such a masculine environment😭😭 I don’t know SHIT about cars I’m just a girl just tryna get by man.

I bring up to him like heyyyy I’ve noticed the brakes feel a little weird. It scares me at times— It makes me think of the incident with my sisters first car years back. Similar car just different model, same yt hoopty vibe. She named hers Steve and spent $500 on it like my gfs dad did. But after a while of driving her cars brakes gave out out of nowhere while she was nearby where she lives. She thought she was legit gonna die and called her bf (who I set her up with) to help calm her down and if worst case, he’d be the last one to talk to her and know what happened. He tells her what to do (I forgot, I think just keep driving around the block til it eventually stops). And in my head these past few weeks i think of that. Especially since two weeks ago, where i witnessed a car in the other lane lose control of their car and directly collide with a car right behind me. That could’ve been me if i was a few seconds behind—Anyways I tell him I feel weird with the brakes and he’s like okay lemme take a look at it. He takes a couple test drives too to see what else could be wrong with the car. Well apparently our brakes were so bad, the brake pads were worn down to the literal core even tho me and my gf were under the impression that the brakes were replaced months ago. No padding whatsoever, that her friends bf, I’ll call him F, said it would’ve given out any day, he didn’t even trust me driving back home. He replaces them bc he just so happened to have the parts I needed, and just doing the most being so sweet. He’s just a caring golden retriever white man who goes above and beyond for those he loves since my gf and the friend have been friends for over a decade.

During the 2 hours I was there with him😭 me and him talked about random shit. He’s the type of guy to talk about anything and everything. But one of the convos we talked about was how ppl aren’t usually grateful for life, and miss out on potential connections bc they’re caught up in their own worlds. That he’s seen real life poverty and ppl dying in front of him and how traveling opens up a world of new perspectives. I eat convos like this UP. He told me about how he the other day helped this middle aged lady at a store bc she had mad shit in her hand and dropped something. He automatically picks it up for her without hesitating. But that kindness and consideration led him to having a 15 minute conversation with her and it brightened his day a bit having that. And then I mention even in the most mundane or boring situations, like waiting in line at a store, can be an opportunity to be grateful for life. An opportunity to say something to the person in front of you. Or to observe your surroundings. It was nice having that and having someone understand that. He’s also so passionate about cars and know his shit. It was so fucking refreshing to see the passion ooze the way it did when he talks about cars and the mechanics of it all. That jobs like his are safe bc we’ll always need human mechanics and the services they provide and that gives him relief to keep doing what he loves without anxiety one day his job could be taken from him.

I don’t want to make this entry too long even tho it already is. But yeah just random stuff. He really hooked us up and didn’t charge us for the labor of the things he did. Like he filled my car up with oil bc apparently I HAD NO OIL EITHER!!! He showed me how to pop the hood and just other little things he said he’ll help us with at a really considerate price. As I was about to leave and put in the gps, he recommends I go a specific route bc it’s a straight shot to the highway and easier than going the way I was gonna go. I go that way, and my gps just sends me down a somewhat scenic route. No highways. And then I somehow drive down the street of *knock on wood* my next job. Which that also just fell into my lap. A customer (who’s also gay so it’s always good energy when I see her) at my one job was looking for me one day, came in and was like hey…. Are you maybe looking for a new job? And I’m like YES PLEASE and gives me her number. I send her my resume. Coaches me on what to speak on in the interview. Apparently she’s a director in the specific program. It would be an environment where I feel I could make a difference and she’s like “listen I know I don’t know you well but I feel you might have a knack for this… sometimes you just need someone to connect you to where you need to go” so knock on wood again things go good and I hear back for next steps.

If you follow my entries, you’ll pick up that I think and talk about passing/d3ath a lot. In a lot of different ways and forms. Even tho I’ll be like ahahahah I don’t wanna be here🤪🤪🤪, I do. Like imagine I didn’t go to F when I did, what if I’m like no I just want to go home after work. But my gf thought to reach out to him all bc the engine light randomly came up (what if she didn’t think to ask him?) We would’ve never put two and two together about the brakes being so bad that they could give out any day on us (and apparently the reason why the engine light came on is a super quick fix). What if he wasn’t available that night? Then what could’ve happened the following days? A lot. I really am protected. And I really am grateful for life. The butterfly effect is crazy and sometimes ppl are faced with super unfortunate instances where life is put in their face and they realize how delicate and fragile things are. How delicate and fragile we all are. That’s why I knock on wood and thank god the universe my angels everyoneee for all the good things in my life and how “easy” I have it in comparison to millions (actually could be billions) of other people around the world.

[avatar-anna]

The amnesia one shot. Amazzzzzzzing. Wow. Thank you so much. Not gonna lie, I am kind of curious to know how you imagined Harry remembering and everything that lead up to him at the hospital to get her back. Like going off on Camille, talking to Anne, planning the surprise, everything.

i won't do a whole fic bc there's other stories to tell, but as i imagine it goes w/amnesia, he felt very disoriented

he remembered camille was his gf and never having met doctor!yn, but i think deep down he knew that something wasn't right, he just couldn't put his finger on it

he spends those three months focusing on rehabilitation, and even though he's getting better physically, he doesn't seem to be regaining any lost memories

camille is sweet to him in a way he doesn't remember her being, and he knew she was keeping something from him, but he thought it was cheating or sm like that, and bc things don't feel right between them, he's never intimate with her. they kissed and held hands and laid in bed together, but he can't help but feel like something's off about all of it

and then he sees doctor!yn again and she says the thing and his memories slowly come back in fractured bits in pieces. like one time camille is drinking red wine and he's like "don't you hate red wine? i thought you said it was too sophisticated for you" bc he remembers the moment, but not who it was with, so he assumes it was camille

and for privacy reasons, h had pretty much been cooped up in his house, so he didn't have very many visitors (anne had gone back to england after the first month and camille had purposely kept ppl out bc in this universe she's batshit) but one time one of his friends like mitch or tyler or jeff pops by and they're like "where's y/n" and harry's like, "sorry who?" and whoever was there gets into this huge fight w/camille for letting this go on and she tries to defend herself, but what is she going to say? "harry couldn't remember he had moved on from me and had a fiance so i capitalized on it?" so all she can say is that she was doing what was best for him, but the friend ultimately kicks her out

h is obviously confused but not totally surprised, that missing piece of him finally making sense as his friend explains everything: how you met, how long you'd been together, etc. he didn't understand why no one said anything, esp his mum and so he calls her and she didn't know that camille had taken it that far, but h is rightfully pissed that she agreed to keep it from him in the first place.

after that night, he goes through his house and finds all the things camille hid around the house to keep up the charade, and from there he really starts to remember, and once he calmed down he called anne and was like "what do i do?" so she helps him come up w/a plan and flies out again to spend some time w/him and give the family ring back

seeing the ring in his hand helps everything fall back into place, and at first he's devastated and frustrated that he'd forgotten someone so special to him, and he's like "mum, what if she doesn't want me back? what if it's been too long?" but anne reassures him that y/n will understand, that she's in a unique position as a doctor to understand more than most

so he goes and gets her flowers bc he couldn't go empty handed to win the love of his life back, right? and he sat outside the hospital for like thirty minutes trying to build up the courage to go inside, and when he does, he sees alex and remembers that he was a colleague of y/n's and pulls him to the side and is like, "you have to help me," so alex does, and the rest is history

hope this gives a little insight!

[kkusuka]

We all know how looks can be deceiving right? I’d love to request head cannons of Kuroo, Bokuto, Iwaizumi, Konoha, Terushima, and Atsumu with a gf that’s gifted with that super-soaker, wet-wet pussy, a pro at riding that dick, and has the gwak gwak thotty throat slobber 9000 but she is so shy, cute, and innocent at first glance. She looks like the soft-spoken librarian but when they get down and dirty, she puts her body to work and these bois just don’t know how to act from how amazing she is. Let’s say they teased her too much, so she revoked their sex privileges for a few days (not knowing how addicted these guys are on her body). Desperate bois are best bois 😈

:o

i’m shell shocked anon, you’ve blown my mind

Cw: hair pulling, super WAP, kinda fem dom but not really, severe pussy-whipped men  

Kuroo

firstly, he thought you were the innocent type up until you sucked him off for the first time

Honestly, he thought you were a total virgin prude

It wasn't really his fault, you two had met as lab partners for an AP chemistry class

You know, a class full of nerds and people he just assumed would get a job and married when they were thirty

Looking back he should have caught on after seeing you unconsciously jerking of a test tube

But, contrary to popular belief, kuroo is not the social cue master

After a few months of dating, you guys were just a horny time-bomb

Ahh~ the first blow-job, one for the books

He should have known it was going to be good just from the way you were unzipping his jeans, was it normal to almost cum just for your girlfriend palming you?

When you did get his dick out and had it all the way down your throat within the minute, he really did think you were a godsend

He didn't even know what you were doing with his balls, but whatever it was it was working

You didn’t gag or cough, even when he grabbed that back of your head and practically face-fucking you

(the real kicker was when you licked your lips after he came  and gave him that small fucking smirk, mans was done for and he knew it)

Even with all that, nothing, and I mean nothing compares to the first time you guys went at it

when I say that you guy made out for five minutes when he went under your panties and felt the pacific ocean in your panties

He was about to propose right there (and about to cum in his pants for the thousandth time)

He didn't need to but he still rubbed a few circles around your clit, but apparently, you were ready enough

Considering you grabbed his dick and fully sunk onto him in one motion

Poor baby didn't know what hit him

You had to have done this before, and if he hadn't met you in class he would have been sure you slept around and learned everything in the book

You would clench every time your sims met and- AND THAT THINGS WITH HIS BALLS AGAIN

His mind was bungled, especially after you had both come and you fell onto his chest going back to the shy and sweet version he knew you as.

What the hell was that????

Was he fucking you or were you fucking him?? Because at this point he didn't even care

After that experience, you fucked like bunnies, all the time, even in school more than a few times.  

And we all know kuroo can't shut his mouth

And he always teases you about how cute and mouse like you are outside the bedroom and how it's like he’s dating two different girls

....that hit a nerve...

Two different girls??? Well he’ll just have to endure one girl until he realizes what a blessing you are

5 days, 120 hours, 7,200 minutes, and 432,000 seconds, that's how long he lasted

He was going insane, and so he explained that he didn't mean it in a bad way and that he loved how you acted

Forgiving him you rewarded the poor cat boy, 5 rounds for five days

(he didn't want to admit it but he’s pretty sure his dick would have fallen off if you didn't relent when you did)

(he just didn't want to admit that he was pussy-whipped)

Bokuto

You actually had met at a library

One of his teachers wanted him to get a bit of extra tutoring and volunteered you for the job.

You had hit it off great! Personality-wise

(you’ll never tell him but it was frustrating that he clearly didn't understand anything you were telling him)

And you were so sweet and cute, and such a good teacher

He would know that if he wasn't too busy just staring at you and thinking about you and thinking about what you like and what you wear outside of school

(or how good your lips look, or how your thighs look so soft, or that when you get up he can see under your skirt.)

Your guy’s first time was an experience

(bokuto is the cunny easting master, don't call me out)

More cunny juice = more food for owl man

He was excited, somewhere in his mind he knew that it was gonna get better from then on

He wasn't wrong either, although he didn't let your mouth near his dick just yet, he knew that would be good considering the ‘art’ you've created on his neck

The true fuckary started with him on top, but the second he was in you he...froze

Poor baby was shell shocked, you felt better than he had thought, and he just slumped over, you thought he came but he wasn’t ready for it to end so soon

He just sat there for a few minutes, fucked out, before you just decided to flip you both over

That was more his speed at the moment

So he grabbed onto your hips for dear life and you got working

Within two minutes the two of you had created a pool of juices on his bed (bokuto had a lot of precum ok), not that he really cared

You were not competing with anyone but he already had you 2 to 0

(point 1 for the meal and point 2 for being an Olympic dick-rider)

I am also a firm believer that bokuto thrusts up, he just can't help it

You are too addictive, or the way you ground onto him in between every bounce was addictive

I also don't believe that you could even truly deny bokuto sex, he was good at guilt-tripping and he was soooooo adorable

(not to mention the puppy dog eyes  he does that could convince good to do his will)

So I’m sure the only way he wouldn't get sex would be no nut November.

(aka the devil's month of torture, actually not month, week give or take)

This year it just happens that he set a new record, 8 days

He went a whole 8 days without trying for sex

Truly he went about 10 days before he stopped begging and just took matters into his own hands

(under enough pressure Bokuto become a hard dom and no one can say otherwise)

The entire time he was telling you how pretty you were and how well your pussy takes him and that you had no ‘right’ to tell him he couldn’t have sex

He even gained a new phrase “this pussy belongs to me”

You were going to have to set some things straight once he was done ;)

Iwaizumi

You were on the student council, it felt sacrilegious to think anything but pure thoughts about anyone on the council

(that didn't really stop him)

honestly, from the moment his crush festered he wanted to ruin your little innocent vibe  

You always smiled so sweetly at everyone, and just seemed like a true goody two shoes.

And that point seemed to have been correct when you began to date

Until! The fateful day where his perceived innocent girlfriend pulled a full 180 on him!

Firstly, you had offered, out of the blue, to suck him off in the middle of the movie you were watching.

Second, he asked if you knew how, and you giggled at him with that smile he loved so much

Thirdly, when you did get his dick out, you swirled some of the pre-cum on his tip with your thumb, he started getting a bit suspicious

Lastly, you completely swallowed him down, face pressing on his hip, cheeks hollowed.

That’s when he realized that you did know what you were doing

(that also arouse the thought that you had been with someone else, which was counteracted with the fact that you knew how to suck dick by practicing on hair brushed and popsicles)

((it also helped that you barely had a gag reflex))

Truly trying to put that to the test, dom iwa came right out, grabbing your hair and telling you  to suck harder

And you impressed the man, to say the least

After that he had to fuck you, he really just had too

For the first time, he went with a solid missionary, just to test that waters

He didn’t think anyone's pussy should feel like that, but since you were his it was ok

All was well he was lost in the feeling of your pussy and the deciding moment was when you pulled him against you and started to grind your body onto his

You were putting a whole lot of body into it too, and you were so soft, and unless he wanted to cum early something was going to have to change

So he flipped and changed to doggy style, which made thighs worse???

From there you got tighter and he could see all of the wetness drips from your fold onto the sheets

Yup, you were the one for him

(solidified when he pulled your hair and you moaned like a street whore)

As for the no sex thing, that was a ride

It started when Makki asked you if you were always dripping for iwa

And after a week of no sex, he confessed to letting them on his phone and  watching a recording of one of your nightly escapades and he was sorry

(and he just wanted to show them what they were missing, y’know brag a bit)

That was, and he says the only time, he let you try to dom him

You truly were the most amazing woman in the world

Konoha

( i made him kind of an ass lol sorry)

You wee the girl who sat next to him in class

(not to be mean, but he thought you were a nerd)

You always had your uniform covering everything and you were always playing with your short sleeves

You raised your hand a lot in class, always had a pencil to borrow

He just assumed that you had cobwebs in your pussy

Proven wrong at one of the volleyball teams parties, you had apparently been dragged there by a friend (surprising)

And you both were dragged onto some weird spin the bottle game

The bottle would spring and someone would draw an action from this jar and the two people would have to do it in a bedroom in the house

Seeing as that’’s how fate goes you and him were chosen

A blow-job card was chosen

And he laughed with a friend about how you wouldn’t know what to do

Mistake, that struck a real nerve, was this guy for real?

Oh hell no

Being the baddie you were, you walked to him, grabbed him by the arm, and locked lips, breaking away after a moment you asked if he was ready to go.

Poor boy didn't even respond, he just nodded and stood up

Two minutes in, he knew what he had done

You were blowing him like it would be your last time, it should be illegal to be able to suck someone off that well

And damn you pulled away right before he was going to cum.

And then just left him! Walked out of the closet like nothing had ever happened

That couldn’t be it, he wouldn't let that be it

After two weeks of non-stop begging from the guy you agreed to a date, which led to many dates

Which led to him finally being able to fuck you

God damn, he didn't think it would get better, and it did, it really did.  

You were laying on top of him and grinding your entire body onto him

Dripping all over him and squeezing him like crazy

He was never going to let you go

Now, that same friend from that party seemed very intrigued with your relationship

And he just can't help but tell him about how amazing you were, it just sucks that he did it right in front of you in the middle of lunch

Pussy pass revoked

He didn't think he did anything wrong so he went two whole weeks without any touch and he went crazy

He fell apart and apologized

After he begged enough you gave him the pussy pass back

And now he doesn't do anything to jeopardize it

Terushima

this is gonna sound weird

But

I feel like terushima knows when someone is a good lay

It's like a secret talent of his, he just knows and his radar went off when he saw you

But he thought it was wrong at first considering you were wearing leggings and a huge sweater

Not good fuck material  

But he had to make sure, so he just walked up to you and asked if you were a good fuck

Surprisingly you didn’t punch him in the nuts, instead, you laughed at him and said that he would just have to find out

And that he should at least take you out to dinner first

Adm he took you up it, made it the best damn dinner date he’d ever be on

And you reward him

With what?

The best damn blow-job he’d ever get as long as he lived.

And it fit that to the T

It started with the little licks and swirls, then, you gotta catch the man off guard, and just take his entire dick in your throat

And with that, he was sure he had superpowers

When He came, fairly quick for his taste, you swallowed all of his cum and he was ready to marry you

If he needed to take you on a date for that, he would take you on a date every day for the rest of his life

(not every day) but that's what he did

But eventually, just a blowjob wasn't enough, oh no he knew you had a tight hole

And he knew you were gushing most of the time (ushy gushy my pussy-)

If making him suck the fingers you used to fuck yourself after he came was anything

And you tasted good, really good

He was so ready for it that he let you ride him the whole night

He thought his dick was a]going to fall off, you were just that damn good

It was insane, you were almost using him as a dildo, grinding your clit on the base of his cock

And you looked glorious, he was going to have to talk to you about recording it so he could watch it over and over

Maybe show a few people-

And that's what he did, poor unfortunate soul got the silent treatment for two days before he fell apart

He literally got on his knees and asked for forgiveness

(biggest simp on the planet, but only for you (and your dripping cunt))

He’s sure to never do it again, he’s also sure that if you asked him to step on him he would let you

(and I think he’s the most pussy-whipped)

Ok maybe you didn't fully forgive him until he showed you what his tongue piercing could do, but it was worth every moment.

Atsumu

Honestly, he was dared to sleep with the next girl who walked through the cafeteria door

And that just happens to bring you, miss. I remind the teacher there was homework

(Well he actually wasn’t really sure about that but that's what you looked like and he was already regretting his decision.)

In defense of him, your hair was in a messy bun and you had this teacher's pet aura around you

But he would be damned if he lost this bet to his brother and Suna, oh no

The moment he wa[lked up to your table you knew what was happening, and shut it down immediately

After that, you officially had his attention!

Lucky you!

Unlucky you for the fact that all he wanted to do was get in your pants.

But lucky you again because you could hold this over his head!

But one day you just woke up and chose dick (respectable)

So when atsumu did his daily “c'mon baby, you know you want some” you just stood up, scaring him

(he finally thought you were gonna kill him)

Instead, you grabbed him by the dick, literally grabbed his dick through his pants, and tugged him all the way to the roof

“Hey-hey baby, no need to be that rough”

“Shut up, Miya. pants down, now”

That was not where he thought that was going but he isn't going to complain.

“You want your dick wet so bad? Here you go!”

Honestly, he could die happy.

Not so sound gross, but you were slobbering around his cock like a pro. Now that left the thought, you had to have done this before.

You had hands on the back of his thighs pushing him further down your throat, hollowed cheeks, damn he should’ve done this was sooner

He was gonna cum-

And your mouth was gone, your hand was jerking him but that wasn't nearly as nice

“Lay back.”

Yes, yes he will do that. If what’s about to happen is what he thinks is about to happen  

And now your pussy was above his face. Ok a little detour but he’ll take it

You were literally dripping onto his face while he got to work, and you went back to sucking him off

Yup, heaven.

After you both came he made sure to tell you that that had to happen again.

And it did, you rode him to hell in the hole to heaven, and he couldn't help himself from telling the entire volleyball team about how good you were

Now he really didn't think about what would happen if the news got back to you

But he definitely didn't think that meant a whole week of nothing

Well nothing for him, you made sure to send him more than a few videos of rigid dildos and fingering yourself

A week of torture, but when it was finally over he had an entirely new folder of spanking material

he was sure about who he told about your escapades, as in he told himself and Osamu if he just wanted to vent

poor guy was paranoid now

[krysphycookiez]

Hi it‘s me again. I have another request. What about izty‘s reaction. Reader is their gf and is really quiet and intriverted so they do cute stuff to get reader to talk or smile and maybe a kiss at the end.🤩

Thank you☺️

itzy | smile for me

synopsis: you’re quiet and a bit of an introvert, so your girlfriend makes an effort to bring out the sunshine in you

genre: fluff, headcanons

pairing: itzy x fem!reader

tw: none, just get ready for chaotic fluff

a/n: hi again! thanks for the request i appreciate it! i how this one isn’t too whack, i really tried qwq, anyways i hope you enjoy!

❥

poor baby is already a bit shy on her own

but hey, that’s what made you guys click together anyways so it was all coolio for a bit

once you and yeji start dating for about a month or two, she’s gonna try to be a bit more “bold” around you

pda is not something that occurs quite often between the two of you, as she just prefers to hug you or hold your hands

so when she starts showing affection by showering you with kisses and cuddles you were in shock

but not complaining though, who would deny a cuddle fest from the queen herself

once you two start getting comfortable with affection, you’d start talking more!

since you’re a shy bean and she’s also a bit like you, you two would do small little dates on the past

but now yeji is confident enough to bring you to nicer places like an amusement park or a restaurant

eventually you’d start opening up even more! and you’d laugh a lot more too and polar bear girl melts every-time she hears you laugh

she loves you and you love her

both of you are a wholesome couple, and even though things were a bit stale at first things got better

although you still have tendencies to be awkward, you’ve managed to open up even more to those around you

and it’s enough to make your girlfriend smile

“hey baby?” your sweet partner pipes up, causing you to turn your head to lock your eyes with her beautiful polar bear shaped ones. “yes? so you need anything?” you asked, giving her a small smile, making her chuckle

“nothing, i just wanted to see you smile,” yeji admits truthfully, to which you blush at. she makes her way towards you and pulls you into a tight hug, and a hug you return quickly. she gently kisses your forehead and locks her loving gaze with you.

“you know i love you right? i’m glad you’re opening up more,” she states, and you smile just grows from her sweet words. you lean your head onto her chest, her soothing heartbeat calming you down. “yeah... i love you so much, sweetheart,”

omg she thinks your so adorable when you first meet like

how can someone be so kawaii and innocent-looking?????

getting back on track she loves you so much, but ngl she was a bit dense at first about your crush towards her

this is lia we are talking about, how can no one love this amazing woman

ANYWAYS

when you two started dating she would shower you with love and affection because of how cute you were towards her

“hon how do you manage to make everything you do look so adorable i swear this is why i love you so much,”

she loves karaoke nights with you too

and you also got an amazing voice so she definitely gets all hype about it

but since you’re so shy you don’t sing that much so she catches you singing a lot in the shower then you think you’re alone

she also debates if she should join you in the shower or not

MOVING ON

she flirts with you a lot too just to see your cute lil flustered face and fawn over it

“awwww you’re so cute when you’re blushing~”

“babbyyyyy i missed you!” lia exclaimed as she jumped into your arms, making you topple a bit. since you’re a bit taller than her she likes to jumó to you for hugs

she peppered small kisses all over your face, making you giggle a bit. “what’s happened, lia? you’re suddenly so happy??” you asked while you chuckled. she pecked your lips and gave you a bright smile

“nothing happened, i’m just happy to see the most beautiful girl in the world,”

another shy girl, she’s actually the most shy out of all of itzy

ryujin would definitely try to flirt with you and then fail miserably before you got into your relationship

the other members would tease her for making her crush so obvious

that would result in a punch or two

MOVING ON!

when you guys would start dating she’d be such a complete sweetheart around you

she’d start to open up more but then over your adorable personality

she still tries to flirt but most of it is just cheesy pick-up lines

“omg that was so weird please forget i said that okay—“

the one time you said something remotely confident to her is when you complimented her on her dancing and rapping

she thought you were genuinely flirting with her so she got very embarrassed and stuttered a lot

yuna would never let her live that moment down lemme tell ya

she’d also give you tulips and roses cause she’s just so sweet to you, also she prefers giving you affection in private cause she’s still kinda shy

overall 10/10 wholesome gf, you should also kiss her on the forehead

“ryujin?? what are you looking at?” you asked her with that little innocent look on your face. you saw your girlfriend shift her way towards you on the couch and put a hand on your cheek. “just admiring the most amazing and wonderful woman i’ve ever met,” she said with a sly grin.

you blinked your eyes innocently, trying to process what she just said, which resulted in her gigging and patting your head. “you’re so adorable, y/n,” she commented while you puffed your cheeks in embarrassment and frustration.

“no i’m not.”

“awww but your areee~”

“ryujin!”

omg we are moving onto one of the best girls

she’s such an energetic and amazing pup you’d be so close with her before you guys dated

almost like sisters even, she just loves to hang out with you

so naturally, it’s very easy for her to get you on your fun and cheery side

boba dates, park dates, she’d take you to any fun and outgoing place to get you in a very bright mood

and then BOOM! just like that she manages to make you all energetic and playful

then you go back to being a shy bean and that just makes her heart explode with cuteness

your wholesomeness overload is too much for her and she’ll constantly remind you on how cute and adorable you are

constantly hugging you from behind and peppering kisses all over your face when she gets the chance

that is until she kisses your lips is what makes her heart go boom boom

you’re such a flustered and stuttering mess she’s overjoyed

also uh- chaotic ness with the other members of itzy is multiples ten times more when you’re around

overall, amazing gf, you won’t regret it

you had just gotten home from a tired day at work, wanting nothing more than to snuggle up into the warm and fluffy sheets next to your amazing girlfriend.

when you entered the room, you quickly set down your belongings and got properly changed before slipping under the sheets next to your partner. it wasn’t long before you felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around you, making you smile in content. “hi baby... i missed you...” chaeryeong muffled sleepily while nuzzling her face into the crook of your neck, making you giggle at her.

“yeah... i missed you too...” you said to her before cuddling up next to her, letting your sleepiness drift you away into a blissful rest.

ohhhhh now moving onto the savage maknae of the bundle

she’s such a little shit around you lemme tell ya

constantly teasing you as a way to show her affection or playing with your hair, she’s all over the place

however when she’s more calm, she likes to take you out to coffee dates

something about the taste of the energetic bitterness, plus having it with you makes her feel at peace

you’re the mediator in the pair

when she’s all worked up and hyper you manage to calm her down after a few weeks/months of being together with her

and it’s honestly adorable and funny to see you two interact

“y/nnnn~ can we get these cookies please???”

“…. you just had frosted sugar cookies no.”

you’re like the mom and she’s the little baby it’s so cute, the other members love your guy’s dynamic

give her tons of love she will give you the cutest reactions

whether it’s returning the gesture or just giggling adorably it’s so wholesome

yuna is an amazing girlfriend, she’s so hyper like a baby puppy and you’re just the chill partner

“baaaaabeeeee i wanna go ouuuuuuuut~~”

“ahhh yuna, you’re being clingy as always,”

“i can’t help it! you’re so cute..” your lovable partner said as she wrapped her slender arms around your shoulders, throwing herself into your embrace for a warm hug, to which you gladly returned.

“ahhh, i love you so much,” you said as you pressed a kiss on her forehead, making yuna giggle. “i love you too, y/n,”

[arvinsescape]

Can you write a one shot (as long as you want, just not a blurb, thz) where there is a big family dinner, both Hollands and Osterfields, plus friends, so like Tuwaine is also there, Haz' gf is there, and Charlotte has inviteret her best friend, you, (just age Charlotte up, cuz she is only 19, so like 23). And Tom falls so bad for her, but she is his best friends little sisters best friend (hope it isn't too confusing), so it's kinda complicated. You can choose the rest <3 love u

A/N: Thank you for sending it in! I hope this is what you were looking for! I have aged up Charlotte and reader, they are both 23, hope that's okay. I kept with the concept 💕

Warnings: Language and implied sex.

Tom had met you a couple of times and he couldn't help the way you made his heart race, he really wished it wouldn't. When he says he's met you though, he's never properly spoken to you, you're so quiet. Not that he thought that was a bad thing he just didn't know how to speak to you.

He'd realised that if he ever did want to get to know you better he was going to have to initiate the conversation. So here he was sat next to Tuwaine, as they chatted with the rest of his family and waited for everyone else to show up.

"Hey!" Harrison waved, followed by Grace and Charlotte, who were all waving. You behind them all as you shyly waved your hand in everyone's direction. Tom thought it was absolutely fucking adorable. He tried to shake the thought from his head. You were his best friend's sister's best friend (as confusing as that sounded).

Although he knew it was technically fine, you were the same age as Charlotte, 23, something about pursuing you felt wrong. What if it didn't work out? Things would be awkward, right? But then if it did work out, who would care? Tom cursed the part of his brain that was pushing him to be selfish. You could have a boyfriend for all he knew.

Everyone took their seats and you quietly sat next to Tom and Charlotte. Tom's heart was racing again as it always did in your presence.

"Hey." Tom said and you offered a small smile in response, almost as though you didn't trust your voice. Tom realised that for someone like you, sitting next to someone who was famous might be nerve racking.

"He doesn't bite." He heard Charlotte whisper to you and you swallowed thickly before turning your attention to him.

"Hi." You said and although it was quiet, he heard it loud and clear and your voice sounded beautiful to him.

"I don't think we've ever actually had a proper conversation. Tom." He spoke confidently despite the hammering in his chest, he wondered how no one else could hear it.

"Y/N." You said as you smiled at him. He realised he just needed to get you to relax in order to have a conversation with you.

You made small talk for a while as you slowly came out of your shell, not too much but enough to carry a conversation and Tom felt himself growing more of a need to get to know you.

"So what is it you do?" Tom asked.

"I'm a nurse." You spoke confidently and the answer honestly shocked Tom, he was not expecting that.

"Wow," he couldn't help himself saying. "So how did you meet Charlotte?" He continued the conversation.

"We're neighbours. A few conversations here and there and now we're best friends." You smiled, Tom found himself wanting to ask you every question under the sun, he wanted to get to know everything about you.

**

The dinner had gone really well but thoughts of you would not leave Tom for the life of him. He wanted you to open up completely to him, he didn't want you to feel shy in any respect when it came to him.

"Something on your mind?" Haz laughed as he waved a hand in front of your face.

"More like someone." Tuwaine laughed as Tom shot him a glare, Tuwaine raising his hands in defence.

"Who? Do tell." Harrison asked.

"No one, Tuwaine's just being a dick." Tom said as he laughed.

"Oi." Tuwaine shouted as he reached across to punch his best friend in the arm. "Less of that." He added and Tom laughed.

Harrison left the room at some point and Tom glared at Tuwaine.

"What?"

"Don't do that!" Tom groaned. "He'd kick my fucking arse." Tom added and Tuwaine looked at him in confusion.

"Why would he do that?"

"Because, she's his sister's best friend." Tom grumbled.

"And?" Tuwaine couldn't see the problem, he doesn't understand why Tom hasn't just asked you out.

"What if it didn't work out? What if things got awkward between us all." Tom said as he ran his hands over his face before pulling on his hair.

"Do you like her?" Tuwaine asked.

"I don't really know her that well." Tom sighed, hoping to get Tuwaine off his back.

"When we were at that dinner it was no one else was there. You hardly spoke to anyone else once she'd shown up. I think you do." He teased.

"T," Tom sighed, "I can't okay? Can we just leave it at that?" Tom grumbled and Tuwaine shrugged his shoulders before carrying on what he was doing.

**

Tom felt guilty at times he really did but being in your bed, stroking your face as you slept made it all seem worth it. At some point something changed, you ended up spending time together away from everyone else, you opening up to him completely.

"Let me walk you home." Tom said as he spoke to you on your break at work.

"Tom, I'm fine. I live like five minutes away from my house. It seems ridiculous for you to walk here when you'd literally have to walk past my house." You laughed on the other end of the line and his chest filled with warmth, he was happy you'd finally opened up.

"I just wanna make sure you get home safe. I'll drive instead of walk." He offered.

"What would Charlotte think if she saw your car dropping me off?" You teased and Tom felt guilt fill his chest before he pushed it away.

"I'll walk." Tom settled on.

"Such a gentleman."

"Just wanna make sure you're safe." He reiterated. He did but he also wanted to spend time with you.

**

"I don't get it! You disappear, practically become untraceable for weeks and you show up on my doorstep at half three in the morning." You shouted at him, he'd tried so hard to stay away from you but he couldn't, you were on his mind too much.

"I just wanted to see you. I thought we were friends?" Tom fired back, he was frustrated, not with you but with himself.

"Friends don't just appear on your doorstep at half three in the morning after ignoring you." You snapped back at him, he'd never seen you angry and he wondered if he'd hurt your feelings by staying away.

"That's my problem! I don't want to be your friend!" Tom practically screamed at you. He watched as your face fell and tears welled in your eyes.

"Then why'd you show up? You could've just stayed away. Are you here because you think we're obligated to be friends, because of Haz and Charlotte?" You asked, voice dripping with hurt, tone soft.

"That's not what I'm trying to say." He said as he pulled on his hair.

"Then what the fuck are you trying to say?" You yelled back, hurt tears falling from your beautiful eyes and Tom couldn't stop the next words leaving his lips as he looked at you so vulnerable.

"I'm trying to tell you that I am in love with you!" He shouted at you and you froze, looking at him.

"What?" You asked voice small. He wasn't sure whether or not it's what you wanted too hear.

"I'm in love with you." He didn't try and hide the fact that he'd said it, the whole street had probably heard by now. He was thankful Charlotte was away on holiday. "I'm in love with you and I know it complicates things, complicates everything but I can't help it." He admitted. "I've tried, fuck I've tried to get over it, that's why I stayed away but it just made me miss you more."

He was standing closer to you now, you were yet to make a sound and he feared you'd reject him. He thought you were going to when he saw your face twist in anger.

"How dare you Tom Holland." You said as you pushed his chest. "How dare you make me fall for you and then disappear off the face of the earth like I meant nothing to you."

"Y/N..."

"No Tom, it's not fair! I've been sat here for weeks wondering what I did to upset you. Turns out you stayed away because you feel the same way I do. That is fucking bullshit Tom!" You screamed at him and he swears your neighbours were going to be pissed at you now for waking them up so late.

"I know, I'm sorry. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt you." He admitted and he watched your anger wash away as a look of pure hurt took over your features.

"But you still did." You said quietly and Tom took your hands in his, your eyes snapping to his and there was so much emotion between the two of you that he stopped thinking about anyone else. His only thoughts were on you and the fact that you loved him back, his lips met yours in a needy kiss as he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you to him, your hands fisting his shirt as you tried to pull him closer to you.

It was desperate, weeks of built up tension being given in one kiss. His hand found your hair as yours continued to fist his shirt. His heart was pounding in his chest, he wanted this, wanted you and that was all he could think about. You both pulled back when you needed air.

"Don't ever do that to me again." You spoke as you rested your head on his chest.

"After that baby, I'm never letting you go again."

**

That was six months ago. Six months of sneaking around and pretending you weren't in love with one another. Tom was finding it increasingly difficult, he wanted to show you off to the world, he was so in love with you yet he couldn't hold your hand in public or even in the private settings that involved his friends and it was eating away at him.

"Can't sleep?" You pulled him from his thoughts as your eyes flickered open, Tom looked at the clock, it was two thirty in the morning.

"Just had a lot on my mind." He said as he moved stray strands of hair from your face.

"Wanna talk about it?" You asked, concern lacing your tone. He shook his head as he gave you a kiss on the forehead.

"Go back to sleep." He spoke as he littered your face with sweet and ghostlike kisses.

"Hard to do when some creepy stalker is staring at you." You teased and he laughed.

"Maybe if someone," he bumped his nose with his own, "didn't look so pretty all the time, I wouldn't stare." He said.

"Stalker." You laughed teasingly as you turned onto your side. Tom wrapping his arms around you as he kissed your shoulder, eventually finding comfort in your soft snores as he let sleep pull him under.

**

"Right, what the fuck is going on?" Charlotte suddenly said and Tom snapped his gaze to the woman, confusion on his features.

"What?" He asked as she eyed you both carefully.

"The looks. You look at her like she's the only person here." Charlotte said and you bit your lip as you looked at your lap.

"Nothing." Tom said.

"Actually, I wanna know what's going on as well. You barely ever sleep here anymore, where are you going?" Haz chimed in and Tom felt his palms grow sweaty.

"And you're more bothered about the times I come and go." Charlotte pointed an accusatory finger at you.

"Wait, wait, wait. Are you two fucking?" Haz asked, amused look on his face.

"Would make sense." Charlotte shrugged. Tom looked at you as you looked back at him. You were pleading with him to handle this, pleading with him to say something.

"Kind of." Tom said carefully, hoping to gauge their reactions. He watched you for your reaction and you looked as frightened as he felt about them finding out.

"What do you mean kind of?" Charlotte laughed.

"He means," he was shocked as he heard your voice as you cleared your throat. "He means that yeah we're sleeping together but not just fucking." You admitted and Tom lifted his eyebrows, he wasn't expecting you to take charge on confirming your relationship.

"You mean?" Charlotte asked as her face lit up.

"Yeah." You said as you moved to sit next to Tom, taking his hand in yours as they both watched your interaction.

"I fucking knew it!" Haz screamed. "You owe me a tenner." He gloated and Charlotte huffed.

"I thought she'd have told me." Charlotte defended herself.

"Wait, you're not mad?" Tom asked.

"Mad? Why would we be mad?" Haz asked confusion written all over his features.

"Because she's your sister's best friend." Tom said as if it was obvious.

"And? If she makes you happy I don't care. Plus, it's not our business. You're both adults." Haz said and Tom laughed.

"I however am pissed. You should have told me and then I wouldn't owe him a tenner." Charlotte teased and Tom felt you relax, he followed as he pulled you into his side and kissed the top of your head as Haz fake gagged.

"Now I wish we hadn't have asked, I'm gonna have to watch you all over each other."

"Haz, shut up. It's cute." Charlotte said as she watched Tom place a loving kiss to your temple before capturing your lips, watching as you both became wrapped up in each other. She couldn't help but feel happy for her best friend as she nudged Harrison slightly and gestured for them to leave the room.

[nataliedanovelist]

GF & MvsM - Wanna Talk About Dinos?

This crossover was inevitable. It just works too well. Maybe one day i’ll write a fic about how the folks at Gravity Falls handled the robot-apocalypse. Probably shrugged it off. “Eh. We’ve had worse.” Haha! What if Stan and Ford, cuz they were out sailing, had no clue what happened and when they came back they were like, “Wait, what?”

For now, please enjoy this fic of Aaron making a new friend...

(credit goes to @stephreynaart for her OC Jacob) ~~~~~~~~~~ “Hi, would you like to talk to me about dinosaurs?”

Aaron asked this question more times than he could keep track of, but that wasn’t going to stop him from asking it. It started as a dare from his big sister two years ago, but now it’s a fun hobby. When fifth grade isn’t overwhelming him, scaring him with mountains of homework and horror stories about how hard middle school is going to be, and when he’s run out of YouTube videos to catch up on, he is on the hunt for fellow giant-lizard-lovers like a hungry Ceratosaurus.

“No, okay bye.” But it did get a little tiring to always cross out names and phone-numbers on the phone book with red ink. Hey, a dinosaur of a way to find phone-numbers was appropriate. He read the next number, dialed it, and after a ring or two he asked, “How would you like to talk with me about dinosaurs? No, okay thank you.”

Aaron crossed out another name and sighed, taking a break since he reached the end of a line of numbers. Maybe he should just be grateful for Abbey and accept that no one else wants to talk about the Jurassic Period. Or the Cretaceous Period. Or the Triassic Period. But then a big, old, gray-tinted ad distracted him. He grinned, thinking it would at least be fun to give them a call, and he dialed the number.

Private home phone-numbers were fun, but businesses were also fun! Poor, bored workers would gladly talk to him rather than crabby Karens, and they got paid for it! So Aaron smiled as the phone rang, and he grinned when someone picked up.

“Thanks for calling the Mystery Shack, you’re talking to Mr. Mystery himself! How may I befuddle or bewilder you?”

“Hi! How would you like to talk with me about dinosaurs?”

“Oh, dude! I’d love to, but I’m scheduled for a tour of the Oddity Museum in three minutes.” The man said, and Aaron grinned continuously, because it sounded like Mr. Mystery really wanted to talk with him about dinosaurs. “But hey! Can you hold on for one minute, I think I know a guy!”

“Yeah, sure mister!” And Aaron was greeted by the sound of a catchy jingle about buying t-shirts and mugs and snowglobes. He smiled and wiggled his feet along to the music as he looked outside at the beautiful late-fall afternoon, entertained while he waited.

~~~~~~~~~~

Soos was on the hunt. He planned out the house in his head. Abuelita was taking a nap upstairs, Melody was organizing the upcoming tour, and Stan took Jacob out for ice cream, so he might be…

The owner of the Shack grinned when he stopped at the doorway and saw the man he was looking for, sitting in Stan’s chair, reading a book.

“Uncle Ford!”

The old sailor smiled up at the young man. “Yes, wh-...”

“Do you think you could answer the phone for me? I have a tour and I think this customer’s request is right up your alley.”

“Uh… sure, but w-...”

“Thanks, you’re the best!” And Soos was gone before he could address Ford’s confusion.

Ford was a bit lost, having little to no business with business, but he had learned at this point to trust Soos, so he picked up the phone beside him and was immediately greeted with a sweet, “How would you like to talk with me about dinosaurs?”

Ford grinned and closed his book. “I would love to! All three periods are equally as fascinating to study, but the Triassic contains some of my favorite dinosaurs!”

A young voice gasped on the other line. “Mine, too! Everyone thinks the Jurassic period is so great, and it’s pretty cool, but the Triassic gave us Plateosaurus and the Brachiosaurus!”

“That’s very true! You know, it’s very interesting, maybe depictions don’t include feathers at all, which is a bit frustrating, but perhaps after the news has spread they will incorporate more feathers on merchandise and textbooks.”

“YES! That’s what I wanna do when I grow up, help draw better-accurate dinosaurs!”

~~~~~~~~~~

The phone rang on Sunday. The Shack was closed today, so Stan lazily answered it and was greeted with, “Wanna talk about dinosaurs?”

“Sixer, phone for you!”

Ford ran into the living room, elbowed his twin out of the chair, and took the phone. “Hello again, Aaron! Now, where were we? Right, so Australopithecus. … No, I don’t think… Oh! No, homo habilis was erect, Australopithecus was never fully erect.”

“Maybe he was nervous.” Stan groaned, getting to his feet.

Ford shot him a look as thankfully the young boy on the other end didn’t catch that and happily shared some more fun-facts about homo habilis.

~~~~~~~~~~

While most college students were excited for Spring Break so they could get drunk or lose their virginity, Katie was excited because her family had planned a special secret roadtrip. She was careful to keep up with her family and talk to her parents and brother frequently, but Aaron had a hobby he wasn’t talking about that his parents found out and were thrilled about. Aaron had made another friend.

Rick and Katie did some research and the tourist attraction sounded right up their alley! In the middle of the woods, tons of weird stuff, and a fun roadtrip filled with diners and attractions. They decided to surprise Aaron, and they made up a lie that they would spend Spring Break in California with Katie so she could show her family around San Francisco, when in actuality they would be traveling up the state to the Redwood Highway and see the oddity place, and maybe even allow Aaron to meet his new pen-pal. Or, um, phone-pal.

So after bombarding Katie with hugs the Mitchells threw her luggage into the car and drove off. Aaron turned to Katie and excitingly asked, “So where are we going first? Can we go fix the Golden Gate bridge by painting it gold?”

Katie laughed and ruffled his hair. “Maybe later, right now I wanna show you guys this fun store right outside of town. Here, check out the videos I made for my classes!” And she pulled out some airpods and gave one to Aaron.

“Cool!”

Rick and Linda smirked at each other as they drove north. By the time they reached a little diner in Redding, CA, it was very clear to Aaron that they weren’t in San Francisco anymore. “Come on, just tell me where we’re going!” The boy begged as he fed Monchi a fry.

“The best kind of prizes are the surprises.” Linda quoted.

“Eric, Deborahbot5000, where are we going?”

“Sorry, Aaron, we cannot give that information.” Eric said, he and the other robot sitting politely in their seats, happy to be a part of the social interaction.

“Yes, Mother will bury us if we disobey.” Deborahbot said matter-of-factly.

“What?! No I won’t, sweeties.”

“Won’t you ground us?”

The family laughed and Aaron let the topic go; if he was honest, he loved a good surprise. The big family stopped in a motel just at the California-Oregon border, and the next morning after muffins and coffee and orange juice they were on the road again, passing dozens of trees that made Rick feel at home. Katie happily recorded the trip, trusted to be the documenter for another fun roadtrip, with hopefully not as much mortal peril.

Aaron watched as they left the highway for a simple road, and they passed a big sign. The boy gasped and caught what was happening. “No WAY! Really?!”

“You know, I hear this Mystery Shack even has a Sasquatch.” Rick commented while Linda pulled out a pamphlet from the glove box.

“It says here it’s full of odd things you’ll never see anywhere else, even a dinosaur footprint…”

“Wasn’t there a rumor of there being a Bottomless Pit?” Katie asked, pointing her camera at Aaron to get his reaction.

“Thank you thank you THANK YOU!!!” Aaron cheered, hugging his Dad’s neck and kissing his Mom’s cheek.

“Hey, no worries, buddy.” Rick eased, fixing his shewed glasses. “We wanted to see this place, too!”

“Why don’t we eat a quick lunch and then we’ll take the backroad for the attraction? There’s a coupon in here for a diner made from a giant log!”

And so after being served by a pretty blonde teenager at Greasy’s, they drove through town to get to the backroad. Signs made them confident that they were going the correct way, as well as Eric and Deborahbot5000’s GPS. Then as they turned a corner, a big triangle-shaped building came into view. Aaron grinned at the giant sign with a missing letter. People were already leaving, arms full of souvenirs and one or two already wearing their new hats or t-shirts. Once Rick parked in the Free Parking Lot, Aaron spilled out of the car and ran for the shack, but he stopped.

Katie caught up to him and patted his back. “You cool, man?”

Aaron shrugged, holding his hands in front of him and his shoulders up to hide his face a bit. “I-I dunno… What if… What if he doesn’t like me?”

“Hey, I get it.” Katie admitted. “When I first met my friends I was really nervous. I had talked to them online for weeks and I was worried it wasn’t gonna be what it was all cracked up to be, but it was. Your system worked! You found another dino-lover! You earned this moment. Just take in a deep breath and be yourself, cuz you’re a pretty cool dude.”

Aaron smiled up at his big sister. “Thanks.”

Trusting Eric and Deborahbot5000 to watch Monchi and make sure he used the bathroom, the Mitchells went inside the shack. On the porch there was an ice cooler, a sign reading schedule times for tours of the Oddity Museum, a Help Wanted sign, and two rocking chairs with a game of checkers between them.

Inside the store a few customers filled up the gift shop, alongside t-shirts, snowglobes, a vending machine, a door beside ti that read Employees Only, a bookshelf full of comic on one side and old newspapers claiming alien sightings on the other, a fish tank holding a monkey-mermaid, and barrels full of spaceship keychains and dino claws. A new section called Camping Stuff caught Rick’s eye, selling backpacks, lanterns, flashlights, batteries, canteens, and compasses. Katie opened a comic called Lil’Stanley and laughed at the swears, taking a pic and sending it to her friends’ group chat. Linda looked into the barrel full of patches and grinned at all the fun designs, while Aaron stared happily at the mer-monkey.

The Employees Only door opened and closed and Rick watched as a man in a suit, fez, and eyepatch walked up to the lady at the register and kissed her cheek. The woman smiled lovingly and left while the guy who resembled a gopher checked a customer out. Rick waited until the buyer left to approach the register, leaning an arm on the counter.

“Welcome to the Mystery Shack, dude!”

“Thanks! So, this is gonna sound weird, but my son Aaron talks to a guy here about dinosaurs…”

“No way!” The owner interrupted excitedly. “Good to see you, dudes! I’m Mr. Mystery! Wow, you guys came a long way, huh?”

“Nah, only from California. My daughter is attending art school there.”

While the men chit-chatted and Linda joined them, Katie noticed a guy walking up to Aaron and looking at the mer-monkey. She smiled and tried to read the comic without being too nosy, but she kept her senses on her brother.

“Hm, quite fascinating, isn’t it?” The man in the blue hoodie said. “But I think my favorite is the fossilized footprint. Could be Nanuqsaurus hoglundi.”

“The Polar Bear Lizard?” Aaron clarified, touching his chin as he looked at the dino-print, his back to the man he was talking to. “Maybe, but they’re from Alaska. It’s possible plate tectonics did cause some fossils to be relocated here, but it could also be a Nanotyrannosaurus lancensis footprint.”

“The Dwarf Tyrant? Could very well be. Would you like to talk about dinosaurs after your tour?”

Aaron’s eyes widened as the voice was finally familiar to him. He turned and looked up to find an old man smiling up at him. He had fluffy gray hair with a white stripe running around his scalp, wrinkles by his eyes due to smiling, a cleft chin, glasses, and wore a blue hoodie with a maroon sweater underneath. His hands were behind his back and he smiled down at Aaron warmly, while the boy was jittery and overly-excited. He took in a sharp breath and had to fight every muscle to keep from leaping through the screen door. 

“H-H-Hi…” He peeped. He cleared his throat and tried again. “Y-Yeah, sure! I’d love to! I’m Aaron! Er, wait, you already knew that.” And he held out a hand to shake.

His phone-pal, Ford, chuckled and got on one knee to be eye-level. “Greeting, Aaron! It’s nice to formally meet you.”

Aaron shook his hand and noticed something. He had six fingers on his right hand. A quick glance told Aaron he also had six fingers on his left hand. Aaron grinned with sparkling eyes at his new friend, while the old sailor smiled warmly at the boy that reminds him of his niece and nephew when they were young.

[oscar-lettjohanssonloveme]

Cherry Wine (Miss Venable x reader)

well..hi :) i guess we have trash in this fanfic, but pls listen to “Cherry Wine” by Hozier while u r reading this, coz this is another song fanfic haha

warnings: toxic relationship,  bruises, abusive gf,..

google translate 

If you had to describe what was most beautiful thing in your relationship, you wouldn't have to think twice:

There was nothing better for you than waking up next to her on the weekend.

That probably sounds pretty cheesy, but actually it was sad.

Waking up next to your sleeping girlfriend in the morning was everything for you and if you sometimes doubted your relationship it was enough to kill all of your doubts.

Beep Beep Beep

You blinked sleepily and quickly reached under your pillow to turn off your alarm clock. No way, did you want her to wake up because of you.

For a few seconds you lay quietly on your back with your eyes closed, afraid that your alarm clock might have woken her after all. But there was nothing ..

Before you opened your eyes, you focused on the things you were perceiving as you always did to ground yourself.

You felt the bed beneath you, the disgusting taste in your mouth and through your closed eyelids you could feel the light that shone in through the curtains. And then of course you felt her.

You could hear her breathing, you smelled her lavender perfume and then there was her arm around your waist. Her cool fingers had wandered under your t-shirt at night and were now caressing the bruises she had inflicted on you the day before, when you had once again not done the things the way she wanted.

--------------

Her eyes and words are so icy Oh but she burns Like rum on the fire Hot and fast and angry as she can be I walk my days on a wire.

You winced when the front door slammed loudly.

"Mina .." you shouted happily and quickly wiped your hands on your shirt before running into the hallway to greet your girlfriend.

"How was your day, honey?", You stared at her nervously and watched her as she hung her coat on the cloakroom. She was obviously not in a good mood.

"Is everything okay Mina? You look-"

"Didn't I tell you to clean up the hallway?" She hissed and glared at you menacingly.

You raised your hand soothingly

"I do it after dinner .. My boss wanted to speak to me in his office after work today and I just got home.. I've only just started to cook .."

"You could have cleaned up this morning .." she scolded as she got closer and let you stagger backwards.

"And what did your disabled boss want from you?"

"I..Uhm he..I mean..he .." you stuttered.

"Jesus, Y / N ..", she spat and rolled her eyes in annoyance.

Fearful you looked up into her eyes, which stared dangerously down at you. You couldn't tell her that, she would be so angry.

"He saw the bruises and asked if everything was okay with you and me.." you uttered and closed your eyes.

The next sound you heard was a loud clap and not a second later you felt a sharp pain in your left cheek.

"Mina ..", you gasped and lifted your eyes trembling at her. Tears welled up in your eyes.

"Stop crying, Y / N .." she hissed and looked at you condescendingly.

"Our private life is none of this asshole's business .."

You nodded quickly as you rubbed your cheek.

"I told him I fell down the stairs .."

"Good girl.."

It looks ugly, but it's clean, Oh momma, don't fuss over me.

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You opened your eyes and stared at the white ceiling for a moment. You just wanted to be her good girl, that's all ... why was it so hard?

As carefully as possible, you turned your body on its side to face her. She was so beautiful.

Her long red hair was disheveled and reflected the light of the morning sun. You wanted so much to reach out a hand to brush the stray hair from her face, but then she would wake up because of you and all the rest would be over. You even set an alarm clock to watch her asleep.

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"See you then, Mina .." you mumbled before running towards the front door as quickly as possible.

"Where do you think you're going?", Her voice sounded shrill and you heard her limping into the hallway behind you.

"It's Jessica's birthday today .." you said quickly as you turned around.

"We talked about it yesterday .."

Mina frowned.

"I don't remember that .."

"I even put it in the calendar .." you tried further and looked nervously at your watch.

"Mina, I really have to go ... I'm way too late .."

"I actually thought we could spend the night together.." she said, suddenly sounding sad. Immediately you felt guilty.

"You know, we could watch a movie, for once I could cook for you again and we haven't had sex for weeks .."

You stared at her. She always did that at moments like this. And you lovesick idiot craved her affection so badly.

"Please Y / N .." she said and smiled gently at you.

Damn she knew you too good ... you would kill for that smile. Everything you did for her, you did just because you wanted to see her smile. It made you so fucking happy.

"I think I can call Jessica and tell her I'm sick or something .." you mumbled and immediately hated yourself for it. Jessica was your best friend.

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Of course, you remembered the next day when you saw Jessica at work and she was incredibly angry. It was no secret that Jessica hated Mina. She said Mina wouldn't do you any good, but Jessica had no idea. Mina loved you, you knew that. She was just very complicated.

Your eyes traveled from Mina's hair to her face. She always looked so peaceful when she slept. Any harshness, all the severity had escaped from her face and she looked almost harmless.

But you knew better and sometimes you wondered how you got into this disaster.

You remembered the evening when your cousin dragged you to that party at work and you met Mina. Her dominance intimidated you and you fell in love with her immediately. Your cousin, who has not worked at kineros robotics for a long time, had advised you not to mess with her boss, but you couldn't help it.

You winced when her hand suddenly gripped your waist tightly and she pulled you closer to her. Usually you liked that, but now her hand was pressing against your fresh bruises and making you shiver. You let out a low whimper as tears stung your eyes and immediately you clapped your hand over your mouth.

The way she tells me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.

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"Okay, what's your problem?" She scolded and hobbled into the living room when you had ignored her calls.

You sat on the sofa and played with the pillow in your lap.

"We have been living together for 2 years and have known each other for 4 .." you said without looking at her. Mina frowned.

"So what?"

You lifted your eyes and looked at her sadly.

"Why the hell did you tell your stupid secretary I was your flatmate ?? Are you kidding me?"

"My private life is none of my employees' business .." said Mina, who raised an eyebrow at your aggressive tone.

"Then you shouldn't have taken me to your stupid New Years party .." you growled and stood up.

"Am I just a flatmate? I mean, do flatmates fuck like we do? Do flatmates share a bed? Do they-"

"Be careful, Y / N ..", Mina hissed and stared at you dangerously.

"I think someone drank a little bit too much."

"Fuck you .." you mumbled.

"I go to Jessica .."

You tried to walk past her, but she grabbed your neck and pressed you against the back of the sofa. While she held your chin between her thumb and forefinger, the rest of her hand pressed against your neck and cut off your air. And while you stared at her in fear, you didn't know which was worse: the feeling of choking at any moment or the feeling that your jaw was about to break.

"You listen to me well now..", Mina spat and let the grip around your neck tighten a little. Desperately you gasped for air.

"Who owns the house? I do. Who brings the most money home? I do. Who paid for the ugly clothes you're wearing right now? I did.

You can go if you want, but if you do, you don't need to come back .. Besides, where should you be able to go? Your parents hate you, Jessica hates you .. And should you really decide to go, I'll make sure that everyone else hates you too .. You know that I can do that ... "she threatened. You heard her words but only million miles away, you were too focused on breathing.

"Mina please .." you gasped as your vision became blurred. It was too much.

"You're really pathetic .." she spat before finally letting go of your throat and you immediately gasped for air.

While you held on to the sofa, panting, your other hand rubbed your jaw. It almost felt like she broke it. Your gaze wandered carefully to Mina, who leaned on the stick with both hands and glared at you angrily.

Calls of guilty thrown at me All while she stains The sheets of some other Thrown at me so powerfully Just like she throws with the arm of her brother.

You just stared at each other for a moment before she grabbed your arm and pulled you into the kitchen, which you two had left untidy.

No, which YOU left untidy.

She let go of your arm in the door frame and left you there as she walked past you into the kitchen.

"Do you see this mess?" She barked and you nodded quickly.

"Who made this mess?"

"I .." you mumbled quietly.

"I can't hear you .." she hissed and raised her eyebrows.

"I .. "you repeated out loud, nervously rubbing your aching arm.

"Yes, exactly you .." she scolded and made you flinch when she threw a plate on the floor and it shattered into a thousand pieces.

"YOUR chaos in MY house ..", another plate flew on the floor.

"YOU live on MY money ..", this time it was a cup.

"And YOU are MY girlfriend and not the other way around and if I think it's right to keep that to myself, then that's my damn decision ..." she screamed, her jaw trembling.

You just stared at her and didn't dare to move when she suddenly grabbed a glass and threw it at you before it splintered on the door frame next to you. Immediately you woke up from your stupor and let out a little scream, before you turned around and ran into the bathroom to lock the door behind you.

Breathe Y / N, breathe

You pressed your back against the bathroom door and slid down the wood. Your hands caught in your hair as you pulled your knees up to your chest and began to sob softly into your jeans.

That damn glass was supposed to hit you ..

Mina had already done a lot to you, hit you, choked you, spat on you, but this glass broke right next to your head. The broken pieces could have hit your eyes.

You didn't understand what her problem was .. You loved Mina so much and all you wanted was to see her smile, but apparently you always made things worse.

At some point your crying had calmed down and you could breathe again.

You closed your eyes and focused again on the things you were feeling. You could feel the wooden door on your back while your fingers dug into the soft carpet. In your mouth it tasted like the salt of your tears and you smelled the air freshener in the bathroom. In the end there was only what you heard, but there was nothing, just silence.

You pressed your ear against the bathroom door, but you couldn't hear anything. You'd probably been sitting here for hours and Mina went to bed.

You stood carefully up with shaky legs and lean on the bathtub.

When you stood, you couldn't help but look in the mirror.

Holy shit

You looked like shit. Your hair was disheveled, the elaborate make-up had run and then there were those dark spots on your jaw and neck. There she had marked you ..

But I want it It's a crime That she's not around most of the time. The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine Blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.

You carefully stretched your fingers towards the bruises, only to regret it straight away as pain twitched through your body. Your hand slid down to grab the cool handle of the sink and then turn it up. Cold water splashed into your hand and you bent down to wash your face. Which turned out to be relatively difficult because you had to avoid your jaw. After washing your face, you grabbed the brush to comb your hair. Satisfied, you found that you only looked half as bad as you did a few minutes ago.

As you stepped out into the hallway you immediately noticed that all the lights were off and still you couldn't hear anything ... She had actually gone to bed. You didn't have to think twice when you decided to go back into the living room to sleep on the couch.

You carefully lay on your side and pulled the soft wool blanket over you.

You had no idea what time it was, you didn't really care. All you wanted was to sleep, even though you were terrified of waking up the next morning.

You were already half asleep when you heard the tap of her stick in the hallway. Immediately you opened your eyes again and pulled the covers a little tighter to your shoulders.

"Y / N?" You heard her voice softly from the hallway and you began to shiver slightly. She didn't sound like the Mina who had thrown the glass at her earlier.

"Are you awake?", She tried again and suddenly switched on the light in the hallway.

She stepped into the living room and saw you lying on the sofa. You ignored her and stared at the bookshelf opposite the sofa.

"Why aren't you in bed?" She asked as she sat on the edge of the sofa and put a hand on your thigh, which made you wince.

"I didn't want to .." you muttered, still staring at the bookcase.

"I am so so sorry .." you heard her whisper. You carefully directed your gaze to her and met her worried eyes.

"You always say that afterwards .." you replied courageously and sat up. Mina stared at the bruises on your jaw. She carefully raised her hand to your jaw and ran her fingers over it. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath. At any moment her grip could be get firmer again.

"Does it hurt?" She asked softly.

"Only when you touch it .."

Immediately her hand jerked back into her lap.

"I..uhm..wait here for a moment .."

You watched her get up and walk out of the room only to come back a minute later with a jar in hand.

You frowned in confusion when she sat down next to you again and you realized that the jar was the lotion for her back.

"I thought it might help your bruises too .." she explained when she noticed your confusion. You didn't answer and watched as she took the lid off the jar and applied some of the lotion to her fingers.

"May I..?" She asked as she reached out her hand to your jaw again. You nodded slowly and she carefully began to spread the lotion on your abused skin. Your eyes never left hers and you wondered why she was just this way to you when she apologized or when she wanted something from you.

You wanted her to always be like that to you and you would work so much for it that it was like that at some point.

Her fight and fury is fiery Oh but she loves Like sleep to the freezing Sweet and right and merciful I'm all but washed In the tide of her breathing.

"Do you forgive me?" She asked, putting her hand on your cheek. You automatically leaned into her touch and wished you could do something like that more often.

"Of course I do .." you said and smiled gently.

..Like I always do

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"Hello princess ..", her sleepy voice purred in your ear and she hugged you a little tighter.

You carefully turned your head towards her to stare straight into her brown eyes.

If the eyes really were the gate to the soul, then this gate seemed to be closed. No matter how many times you looked for answers in her eyes, you would never find an explanation for her behavior. Often you saw fire, poison and cold in her eyes at the same time and then there were moments like this when you couldn't see any of the hate, just love.

"Did I wake you up?" You whispered and were scared for a moment, but she quickly shook her head.

"No..You know, I dreamed of you, princess .." she smiled as she started to play with your hair.

"Oh yes?"

"Mhm .." she hummed and began to press gentle kisses against your face.

"We were on the beach in Italy .."

"Italy .." you repeated with closed eyes and tried to suppress the tears that welled up in you. It was all so contradicting itself. While one hand gently scratched your scalp, the other was still squeezing the bruises on your waist.

Yesterday she had yelled at you and told you, how ungrateful you were and this morning she told you, that she had dreamed of you and was so lovely with you.

It was like having a relationship with two people at the same time. And you knew that she was breaking you more and more every day. But you could never leave her, she had put you under her spell and you were like cement in her hands

And it's worth it, it's divine I have this some of the time

If you had to describe what was most beautiful in your relationship, you wouldn't have to think twice:

There was nothing better for you than waking up next to her on the weekend.

Because no matter how angry she was the night before, she would always be gentle with you in the morning and that was the only thing you wanted.

The way she shows me I'm hers and she is mine Open hand or closed fist would be fine The blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine.

[mediocre-writerr]

to build a home [leah rilke]

leah rilke x fem reader 

requested: I love your works so much I have read all of them many times! I had an au where maybe Toni’s younger biological sister who happens to be Leah’s gf was also on the plane and when they crash Leah and Toni do everything to find her and keep her alive when they see she’s in bad shape 

*not my gif*

You sat at the cool metal table from where you and the rest of the girls were being quarantined under. 

There were two men sitting in front of you. They said they were your friends, but after you’ve been through on the island. All of the conspiracies you went through...there’s no way that they’re actually FBI agents.

“So you and Leah Rilke are dating?” Agent Faber asks and you just nod, “How did you two meet?” he asks again.

You took a bite of the sushi that they brought you after you requested it, “I was in the foster care system for a long time in Minnesota. I went around lot, but somehow someway I was in California. That’s where I met my adoptive parents and Leah.” 

“Your adoptive parents were originally only supposed to foster you right?” they ask and you nod, “Seems like you made quite the impression.”

“I guess you could say that.” 

“Kids this is Y/N, your new foster sibling.” Mrs. Baylee says, introducing me to the rest of their kids, “This is Atticus, Lincoln, and Elizabeth.”

I just wave at the three kids. Atticus seemed around my age, Lincoln was slightly younger, and Elizabeth looked like she could be in third grade or something of the sort. 

“You’ll be staying in Elizabeth’s room and going to school with them tomorrow. Atticus here is in the same grade as you so he’ll help you manage.” Mr. Baylee explains and you nod softly. 

He laughs to himself, “Don’t talk much, do ya?” 

“Hudson!” Mrs. Baylee exclaims and you just laugh.

“Don’t worry it’s completely okay. I get that a lot.” you say, talking for the first time. 

“Well we’re happy to have you and I hope to change that not talking thing.” Mr. Baylee says with a smile. 

You look at the two men, “And you met Leah at school that day?” 

Again just one nod. 

“Alright well this is where your homeroom is. I don’t know if you need anything, but I’m here. Just give me a shout.” Atticus says and I nod, “I’ll see you around.” 

He walks away down the hall towards the rest of his friends. You enter your classroom and see a bunch of hipster girls wearing cool clothes. And here you were wearing a t-shirt and ripped jeans.

“Crazy, right?” a voice says to you and you turn your head to find the sound, “It’s like required that the girls here have to be hipster posting on their Instagram 24/7.” 

You were met with a beautiful brunette with bright blue eyes, “It makes me feel boring.” 

“But the best girls out there are boring and beautiful.” she smiles at you coyly, “I’m Leah,” she says, extending her hand out to you.

“Y/N.” 

“But there was more to your story than what meets the eye. You had an older sister, that you were separated from in the foster system.” Agent Faber says and you nod. 

“How did the two of you meet again?” Agent Young asks.

You scratch the back of your head, “My foster parents said that we had to get a signature from my birth mom to officially adopt me. They asked a lady to help us, I think her name was Gretchen, to find my birth mom. Gretchen said that she was in Minnesota and that I have an older sister.” 

“But you already knew that you had an older sister?” Agent Young questions and you nod.

“I was 7 when we were separated, I couldn’t forget the girl who always protected me.” 

You sat at the cafeteria table in the rehab center your mom was in with your foster parents. Twiddling your fingers that was in your lap. Another girl with brunette hair came in with what looked like to be her mom. And then another middle aged lady came in. 

All of us sitting at the table. No one willing to speak to each other. 

The middle aged lady spoke up, “Hi girls.” 

Me and the other girl who looked a little older than me stared at each other, “Toni?” was all you could whisper.

“You remember?” she asks and you nod.

“How could I forget my big sister?” you reply. 

The both of you stand up crashing into each other’s arms in a hug. She put her hair in my hand and tighten my arms around her. 

“I’ve missed you kiddo.” Toni whispers.

“I’ve missed you too.”

You don’t know why they were asking you all these questions. They would be more focused on the island than what happened before. So you decided to tell them the truth, but once it comes to the island...you’re gonna hide as much as you possibly can.

“Were you dating Leah before or after this?” he asks.

“Shortly after.” you reply simply.

The two of you were laying on the rough floor at the campsite you and your friends decided to go to. 

Your foster parents let you go. After months of being with them they’ve grown quite fond of you. They really brought you into their home with open arms and even Hudson loosened you up and got you talking to them more. And the kids they’ve been nothing but sweet to you, but no one can replace your actual sister.

You turned your head to look at the beautiful brunette next to you. To find that she was already staring at you. 

“Whatcha looking at?” you ask her softly.

“You.” she replies, “You’re so beautiful.” 

Leah’s hand reaches out towards you. She cups your cheek softly and you lean into the soft touch of her hand. Her beautiful blue eyes staring at you in awe as they slowly drift down to look at your lips. 

She does it once more, asking permission to kiss you. You nod subtly and the two of you slowly start to lean in, like two magnets being completely drawn to one another. 

The two of you finally connect your lips moving in perfect harmony. And it felt like coming home. Kissing her felt like coming home after a long trip, finally getting to sleep in your own bed for the first time. In your whole life full of uncertainty, you finally felt at home. With Leah.

“Be my girlfriend?” you blurt out after the two of you pull apart.

Leah chuckles softly, brushing a strand of hair away from your face, “Take me on a date first and we’ll go from there. Deal?”

“Deal.” you say with a wide smile on your face before leaning back in to kiss her again.

Agent Young starts reading your file as you take yet another bite of the sushi they sent you. You twiddle your hands in your lap looking around the small interrogation room.

“So how did you two find out about the trip?” Agent Fader asks, crossing his arms and leaning back in his chair.

“My parents thought it would be cool if me and Toni went on a trip together. Since we’ve been separated for so long. Toni told them about Martha’s trip that her mom signed her up for.” you explain.

Agent Fader cuts you off, before you could continue, “Where was Toni staying at the time?” he asks.

“Martha’s parents were fostering her. She was the lady who came with her when we went to visit our birth mom,” you answer, “Anyway, Martha’s mom told my parents all about the trip. She signed Toni up,  they signed me up, and eventually Leah convinced her parents to sign her up so we could spend the summer together.” 

“But it didn’t go as planned.” Agent Young chimes in.

You nod with a tight-lipped smile, “Yeah it didn't.” 

The two of you were in the backseat of your parents minivan. Your siblings were up in the middle seat, while you and Leah squished in the back. 

“Why am I nervous? Should I be nervous?” Leah rambles.

You told Toni all about Leah and being the protective sister she is, she did not react well.

 Saying things like: “If I see her be rude to you in anyway, I will not hesitate to throw my piss at her.” 

You grab Leah’s hand intertwining your fingers together, before kissing her hand softly, “Lee, baby, breathe.” you say softly, “She’s gonna realize how happy you make me and everything will be okay.” 

She lets out a deep breath, closing her eyes a little, “Thank you.” she whispers and you nod in response, kissing her cheek softly. 

The two of you reach the airport. Your parents helping you guys get your luggage out of the trunk. They hug you tightly, kissing the top of your head.

“Be safe please.” your mom says to you, squeezing you a little tighter.

You nod, “I will, I promise.”

“Leah, look after this one. She’s a handful. If she ever gets too much just feed her to the sharks.” your dad jokes, giving her a hug.

“Oh I will not hesitate to do so Mr. Baylee.” she replies, returning his hug.

You stare at the two of them with an incredulous look on your face. Both of them laugh at your face before giving each other a high five. Your dad walks up to you and wraps his arms around you, ruffling your hair in the process.

“I’ll see you in a month, don’t be too much trouble.” he says and you tighten the hug.

“I’ll see you later.” 

You give each of your siblings a hug, ruffling the boys hair which causes them to let out a groan in response. 

You and Leah make your way to the gate of the private jet. Where Toni was already sitting in her basketball tank top. 

“Oh God.” Leah mumbles. 

“You got this!” you say to her, kissing her cheek to ease the tension.

You catch Toni’s eyes, running up to her to give her a big hug. When the two of you pull away she looks at Leah, extending her hand out to her.

“Toni.” she says simply. 

Leah shakes her hand and I could see her swallow back her nervousness, “Leah.” 

“And you must be Martha!” you exclaim at the girl who was sat next to Toni’s seat.

She stands up to give you a small hug, “Hi Y/N! It’s nice to meet you!” 

You and Leah take a seat across from your sister and her best friend. Waiting for the chance to be able to board the plane. 

“She scares me.” Leah murmurs under her breath, low enough for only you to hear.

“So the plane crashes, then what happened?” Agent Fader asks.

“I almost died.” 

“Y/N!” Leah screams as she starts swimming back to shore, “Y/N!!” she yells out again.

Searching frantically for where you were. The last thing Leah remembers is holding onto you for dear life before passing out. The rest of it is a big blur. 

“Leah!” Toni yells, running towards her, limping slightly.

“Have you seen Y/N?!” the two girls yell at the same time.

“Shit.” Leah says.

“Fuck.” Toni says at the exact same time. 

The two run along the shore desperate to find your body. Until they see Dot doing CPR on a girl, the two instantly make their way towards her. Only to see Jeanette passed out and not you.

“Have you seen Y/N?” Leah asks, out of breath.

Dot shakes her head, “No sorry.” 

“Help! We need help over here!” Rachel yells. 

She was carrying a limp body in her arms running towards the rest of the group. Leah and Toni take one look at each other before taking off towards Rachel, meeting her halfway. Only to see you lying in her arms passed out.

Rachel lays you down on the floor, “She was drowning. I went in and I pulled her out.” 

Toni immediately starts doing CPR, a little too fast. But she tries to get her posture under her control to save you. 

“C’mon baby. Wake up please.” Leah pleads, tears filling her eyes.

Toni starts murmuring under her breath something incoherent. But she keeps mumbling it over and over again. Leah notices drops falling onto your lifeless face, she leans down a little more to see Toni crying.

“Toni let me take over.” the blue eyed girl says.

Toni just shakes her head, “No I’m fine!” she yells.

But she just goes back to murmuring under her breath. Martha and Shelby come up and everyone’s staring at the sight in front of them.

“Y/N I just got you back!” Toni finally screams, “You can’t die on me!” 

“Please. You’re my home Y/N. I need you.” Leah whispers.

After endless amounts of CPR from Toni. The rest of the girls take turns when exhaustion starts to take over all of them. It’s weird that everyone here knows CPR. 

Dot was about to give up when you start coughing up water. Leah immediately cups your cheek in her hand as you continue coughing. 

“Oh thank God!” Shelby exclaims.

Toni looks at you with a worried look on her face. The ocean water making your hair wet as it plasters onto your face, “Are you okay?” 

“I’m okay.” you say with a nod.

She lets out a relieved breath before hitting your arm hard, “Ow what the fuck?!” you yell at your sister.

“You can’t scare me like that.” she whispers, tears filling into her eyes.

She takes you into a hug, rubbing her back softly. You turn to look at your girlfriend who still had tears dripping down her face. You take her face in your hands, wiping away the tears.

“When I told your dad I’d get rid of you I was just kidding.” she says with a small chuckle.

You match her laugh, smiling at her softly. You kiss her forehead softly, “You can’t get rid of me that easily, Rilke.” 

“All of the girls knew CPR. If just one of them didn’t, I don’t think I’d be here right now.” you state bluntly.

“What happens next?” Agent Young asks, looking at you intrigued.

“That’s what started our two months in Hell.” 

[peach-pops]

hello!!! I love ur blog so much ! Can I requests a hc with Oikawa and Kuroo dating a Hothead/easily angered girlfriend? Maybe she gets into a fight and how would the boys react?

This is spicy yes of course! Also I def relate to the reader cause I get mad at freaking everything. There is a lot of cussing and there is violence obviously so just a warning!

Also PSA: I know Mika ( Daisho’s gf)  is probably super nice in the manga but I had to make her uhhhhh unlikeable so yeah. 

Oikawa and Kuroo with a Hothead Girlfriend

-Oikawa-

There’s no need to sugarcoat it, Oikawa was intimidated by you because of your ‘ don’t fuck with me attitude’ but once you started dating, he realized it came in handy especially with his fans

He never had to worry about his fans ever messing with you because they’d be dumb to say anything to your face without you throwing hands back so Oikawa always thought things would be in his favor

UNTILLLL you showed up to one of Aoba Johsai’s games because of course, you wanted to support the team 

You watched the game from up on the stands and you could hear his fans whispering amongst each other about you but you wanted to stay focused on the game 

Whenever Oikawa served, he would make a quick glance at you to make sure that you saw it but even though your eyes were on him, you didn’t look thrilled

Oikawa put two and two together once he saw his little fanbase a few rows back laughing in your direction and his heart dropped. Sure, he was upset that they were saying things about you but he was even more worried that you were going to kill them 

The match was getting closer to the end but the girls were persistent in bashing you for every little thing and you did  your best to keep your temper under control 

“ What is she even wearing?” 

“ Shouldn’t she be wearing a jersey to support her boyfriend?”

“ Maybe Oikawa-San and her broke up!” 

“ Thank goodness, he can do so much better anyway. He is way out of her league.”

You clenched your fists against the bottom of your seat. You’d be damned if you were just gonna sit there and listen to them talk badly about you

You whipped your head around and gave them a deadly glare,” Just wait until this game ends and we’ll see if you’ll be able to keep talking shit.” 

They’re just shocked that you even turned around to confront them and while they’re a bit shooketh cause you’re  high key scary, they don’t take your threat seriously 

Oikawa can practically feel the tension in the air so once Aoba Johsai scores the last point and they take their bows, he looks up at you as if he’s pleading with you to just wait until he can get there

Cue that one tik tok: ‘ girl don’t do it, it’s not worth it…’ 

And you’re looking back at him like ‘ im not gonna do it girl...I was just thinking about it...im not gonna do it”

You and Oikawa both thought that the coast was clear and that you two can go about your day but then the main fangirl opened her mouth,” I told you guys she’s too scared to fight us. Who does this bitch think she is?”

It all happened so fast, one minute you were beaming down proudly at your boyfriend and the next, you’re jumping over the bleachers to launch yourself at the girl in the stands 

“ OH SHIT!” Oikawa raced out of the gym with Iwaizumi running after him because Iwaizumi knows Oikawa might need his help 

Oikawa had never seen you this mad before so he didn’t know what to expect as he raced up the stairs

His mouth dropped when he saw you on top of the girl and you were going at it 

like yassssssss reader beat her ass!!! Fuck her up!!!!🤪🤪🤪

There’s a crowd gathered around but Oikawa managed to squeeze his way through and shouted at you to stop. He knew how strong you were and frankly, the girl didn’t even stand a chance against you. 

Obviously, he is your number one fan but he didn’t want you to go to jail for murdering this girl in cold blood

He tried to pull you off of her but you have that gorilla grip and this boy was struggling to pry you off like damn where is all of this strength coming from???

Oikawa looked around for anyone to help him but the crowd was a bit too scared of you so he shouted for backup

“ IWA-CHAN HELP ME BEFORE SHE KILLS HER!” 

Iwaizumi pushed through everyone and he assessed the situation. He sees lil ol’ you swinging at the girl who’s sprawled out on the floor screaming but he’s more focused on the fact that you listened to his advice on how to throw punches

He stans necessary violence!

Iwa managed to loosen your grip on the girl which gave Oikawa enough time to wrap his arms around you and hold you back 

“ Who’s scared now ha!” You laughed evilly as Oikawa tried dragging you away from the crime scene and he’s visibly shaken because his girlfriend is psychotic but is it awful that he feels so proud?!?!?

Like in his head he’s thinking,” damn okay go off queen!” 🥰

He managed to carry you all the way down to the stairs and pulled you aside to make sure you’re okay 

“Are you hurt anywhere? How are you feeling? Do you need some water or some ice for your knuckles?”

You looked down at your knuckles and sure enough, they were bruised but surprisingly not bloody,” Oh, I fucked up my knuckles...I didn’t even notice, ” You said as Oikawa shook his head disapprovingly,” I wasn’t even hitting that hard!”

“ Iwa-chan, can you be a dear and get some ice? I’m gonna stay here with Y/N to make sure she doesn’t go back up there,” Oikawa said as you held up your knuckles to show Iwaizumi 

“ How do I look Zumi?”

“ Damn Y/N, those look badass!”

Iwa was practically beaming because he knew he had taught you well🤩🤩🤩

“ Iwa-chan don’t get encourage her! Go get the ice!” Oikawa shouted as you and Iwaizumi both laughed before Iwa turned to leave 

Oikawa lightly skimmed his thumb across your knuckles and pressed an even lighter kiss to your knuckles before sighing,” Was it worth ruining your pretty hands honey?”

You inhaled deeply before shrugging innocently at your boyfriend,” Toru, I really tried to keep my cool I promise! They were saying really mean things the whole time but I did my best to control myself but she had it coming...Are you mad at me?”

“ Of course I’m not mad,” Oikawa answered honestly as he pulled you closer to him,” If you lost than sure, I would be disappointed but you won so I’m more proud than anything! But I’m pretty sure you broke her nose.”

“ A wise boyfriend once said; If you’re gonna hit it, hit it until it breaks,” You said with a smirk as Oikawa leaned in to give you a victory kiss

-Kuroo-

Kuroo knew what he was getting himself into when the two of you started dating. You were always so sweet and thoughtful but whenever you were upset, you didn’t care who got in your way, all you wanted to do was unleash the beast!

Most of the time, Kuroo could calm you down before it ever escalated but on the rare account that he couldn’t, he just hoped you didn’t do too much damage to whoever was on the receiving end 

At the end of one of Nekoma’s matches, you were celebrating with the team in the hallway when Kuroo excused himself to go use the restroom

You thought nothing of it and continued to chat and congratulate the other Nekoma members but as minutes passed by without seeing Kuroo, you excused yourself and went to go find him

You turned the corner to see Kuroo with his back facing you as he was loudly talking to Daisho. You knew Kuroo disliked Daisho but you were taken aback when you saw a familiar face next to him, Mika Yamaka 

You and Mika had never gotten along, even way before Kuroo had his feud with the Nohebi captain. The last time you had saw her, things hadn’t gone so well so to see her in the flesh made you feel some type of way

You walked over to where Kuroo was standing as the conversation halted

“ What’s going on? Everything okay?” You asked as Kuroo wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you in closer

“ Nothing, everything is fine,” Kuroo smiled but you could tell that something was obviously going on

“ Wow Y/N-chan, I gotta say, you’ve changed a lot. I see you finally figured out how to style your hair,” Mika said ‘sweetly’ as she played with her boyfriend’s volleyball in her hand,” you finally look grown-up.  I was sure you’d always look like that little geek I met in middle school.” 

You felt him squeeze your hip tightly as if to say ‘ don’t let her get under your skin’ but you couldn’t help yourself to snap back

“Aw, Mika. I wish I could say the same for you but turns out you’re still a fucking snake who-”

“ Okay, let’s just calm down and take a breath,” Kuroo said as he leaned down to whisper into your ear,” don’t do anything stupid, okay? I got your back.”

You squeezed his hand as you kept your icy stare on Mika who looked unbothered

“ Your girl sure does have a temper doesn’t she?” Daisho laughed as Kuroo snapped his eyes over to him

“ What did you say snake?” 

OH SO NOW IT’S SUDDENLY OKAY TO SAY SNAKE

“ He’s not wrong. Y/N is kinda known to be a bit of a bitch,” Mika said as a matter of fact as you and Kuroo both tensed up,” little miss hothead is what they used to call you right?” 

As angry as you were, you knew that she was just trying to push your buttons and that she wasn’t worth the hassle. At this point, the rest of the Nekoma boys were watching from afar and even Kenma had looked up from his game to watch the heated interaction

“ Let’s just go, you guys are all bark and no bite. That’s why Nohebi loses everytime against Nekoma. You want some advice, how about you guys win before you start to talk shit,” You scoffed as you grabbed Kuroo’s hand and walked off in the opposite direction 

Micdrop lets get it Y/N

Kuroo smiled down at you as he pressed a kiss on your forehead,” Baby, I’m really proud of you. I know it’s hard to keep your cool and I’m sure you wanted to beat her ass, huh?”

“ God, I was this close Tetsuro. I swear, I-”

You felt something hard hit the back of your head and a second later, you could hear Mika’s annoying voice,” Who’s all bark and no bite now?”

You looked down at the ground to see the volleyball she had just chucked at your head and you felt smoke come out of your ears

You moved your eyes up and locked eyes with Kenma like ‘did this bitch really just do that😮’ and Kenma nodded ‘girl she really did👀’

Kuroo looked shocked. He didn’t even know what to say but he really didn’t want you to get into a fight 

“Baby-”

“ Hold my purse,” You snapped as you shoved your bag into his chest and walked over to where Mika was standing 

“ Aw, is Y/N-chan gonna cry-”

Kuroo and Daisho watched with open mouths as you practically launched yourself at her, causing the two of you to hit the floor. The Nekoma boys shouted words of encouragement and you could even hear Yaku shout “WORLDSTAR!”

“ You! 👏🏼Stupid! 👏🏼Bitch!” You yelled as you kept slamming your fists into Mika as she swung her fists back to try and get you off

Kuroo rushed over, unsure of what to do. 

A little backstory: You two had a hypothetical conversation a while back and you had explicitly told him that if you had gotten into a fight, he was not allowed to step in unless you were losing. By the looks of it, you were winning by a longshot

It wasn’t until Daisho tried grabbing you off of Mika that Kuroo suddenly became protective and stepped in

“ Don’t touch her, snake!” Kuroo yelled as he easily pushed Daisho to the side and ripped you away from Mika

You scrambled and struggled against your boyfriend’s grip as you continued to curse at Mika

“ Uh huh! That’s what I thought you raggedy-ass, fucking bitch! You’re awfully quiet now, huh!” 

“ Oh my god babe, please-”

“ Whatever!” Mika shouted as Daiso helped her up as she held her nose in pain,”That’s why your stupid boyfriend stepped in.”

“ He stepped in cause he knows I will kill you! Do you hear me, Mika? You’re lucky my boyfriend isn’t such a weak ass like you because if he wasn’t holding me back, you wouldn’t be able to get off the floor-”

“ Okokokokokok! She got the message baby, you’re scary and she’s a dumbass,” Kuroo was struggling to keep his grip on you so he readjusted himself and threw you over his shoulder as he walked past his teammates,” let’s head to the bus.”

The rest of the Nekoma teammates followed the two of you back to the buses as Kenma walked over beside you,” Do you want me to send you the video?”

“ You were recording?” You and Kuroo both asked as Kenma nodded approvingly

“ Hell yeah! Send it to me!”

On the bus ride back, it was relatively loud from all of the talk about you throwing hands with Mika but Kuroo had all of his attention on you 

“ I can’t believe she threw a volleyball at your head, what did she expect when you pounced on her?” Kuroo said as you leaned your head against his shoulder,” but damn, we were so close to leaving without a fight.”

“ I know, I’m sorry Tetsuro. You know I can’t stand her or her boyfriend,” You huffed as Kuroo sighed 

“ You know, have I ever told you how turned on I get seeing you mad?” 

“ Yes babe, several times.”

[mandoalorian]

hi i’d like max x reader where he’s having very stressful day at work like everything that can go wrong does go wrong and the reader is his gf and bc of all this stuff going wrong he forgets that she’s supposed to visit him at work so she comes in and starts talking about her day and how great it was and then he just shoots up and goes to hug her and starts kissing her and playing with her hair and she’s like ??? cause this never happens and he just lays his head on her lap and he rants about his day and she listens and she tries to comfort him as best she can thank u 🥺

Rough Day At Work [Maxwell Lord x Reader]

Author's note: Oh. my god. This is a long one. I write a lot of Maxwell fluff but this one is by far one of my favourites. It's a journey of pure, unadulterated sweetness with a sliver of comedy. And it's set at Christmas— perfect to get you in the festive mood! Reblogs appreciated because this isn't showing up in tags.

Word count: 6.5k

Warnings: food mention, drink mention, brief allusions to sex, Maxwell is ~stressed~.

Rating: PG-13

Masterlist in pinned! Requests open x

Maxwell Lord had his fair share of bad days. Things almost always went wrong in his line of work, but it was almost never his fault. He could always squander up an excuse or find someone else to blame. But today it was one thing after another.

He was late. He had a meeting with the board team first thing but as the Christmas traffic filled the bustling roads of DC, he had already missed the first twenty five minutes of the conference. He practically fell out of the black limo that drove him to work every morning, plodging his feet through the thick layers of snow. It was so deep this morning, the ice cold water seeped through his leather Armani shoes and even through his favourite cashmere socks. The ones with little purple polka dots. He shivered uncomfortably as the clumps of ice sat in between his toes, melting, and so every footstep made an obscene squelching noise. He didn't have the time to fuss around and change his shoes. The bottoms of his tailored pants were dripping. He bolted through the glass revolving doors of Black Gold Cooperative, trailing a pool of water behind him. His receptionist Anna, and his assistant Raquel, stood up abruptly, their eyes widening as they saw their boss in such a hurried frenzy. 

"Mr Lord! You have your nine o’ clock meeting and it’s now nine twenty-” Raquel raised her hand and called for him, but he didn't bother to stop in his tracks.

"Yes Raquel, I know!" Maxwell yelled after her, already tapping his feet impatiently as he waited for the elevator. "Cmon, cmon…" he grumbled as it slowly made its way down from the 25th floor to the ground floor. 

When Maxwell entered the board meeting, his cheeks were a rosy pink from the cold winter weather. His eyes were glazed and the waves in his dark blonde hair were falling out of place. He had styled it perfectly this morning, the same way he did it every morning. You had even helped him, brushing through his locks when he had hopped out the shower. But now he looked as though he had just run a marathon, breaking out in a cold sweat. He swore if he caught a glimpse of himself in a mirror, he'd have a heart attack. But surely, the day couldn't get any worse. Right? Maxwell had made it to the meeting, albeit late. At least he was there.

Wrong.

"I am so sorry." he scrambled, plopping his briefcase down on the table and slipping past the many occupied chairs. He slumped down in one eventually, pulling out in a notepad and pen. "Bad traffic," he huffed. "Can someone give me the lowdown?"

He eventually looked up to see his company. Twelve older ladies in pink button down dresses and white frilly aprons, their hair tied back into matching low buns.  Maxwell froze up, his gaze wandering from woman to woman as it slowly began to sink in.

"Mr Lord…" the woman at the head of the table said cautiously. She looked just as baffled. "It's a pleasure to meet  you. I've worked for Black Gold Cooperative for five years now but never did I expect to see you in person." 

Maxwell looked back at the other girls who were all nodding in agreement, beaming with excitement. "Uh." He didn't know what to say, but instead, he placed his pen and notepad back into the inside of his suit jacket pocket and stood up. "I think- I think I'm in the wrong meeting." he announced.

"We are the body of staff who are responsible for the cleanliness and hygiene of your company sir. We spend ten hours a day washing and tidying every surface, every inch of this building. We take great care of it." one of the ladies spoke up and Maxwell became even more confused. Although clearly, on a day like this, it didn't take much to confuse him.

"The cleaning staff have meetings in here?" He wondered out loud, immediately regretting the words as soon as they left his lips. He didn't want to come off as rude. "I mean, I'm your employer. Pft, of course I know that you have meetings. And I'm glad you do so. It's good to take direction!" he was doing that motivational voice he used on television, making the 60 year old cleaners swoon with admiration. "I- I should get going but. Uh, yes. Lovely to meet you all."

"Mr Lord!" A lady with ebony hair and crinkles by her eyes stood up, handing Maxwell his briefcase. He nodded appreciatvely and walked to the door where her hand met his arm and stopped him in his tracks. "Could I get your autograph, please? I'm just a huge fan of your infomercials."

Maxwell checked the time on his wristwatch. Almost half an hour late, but he couldn't deny one of his cleaners. Once upon a time he wouldn't have bothered giving them a second glance yet he leaned over the table and signed his name on a sticky note. "What's your name?" he asked.

"Pamela," she beamed brightly.

"Nice to meet you Pamela, have a good day." he pat her shoulder and went open the door when another voice yelled his name.

"Mr Lord!" a woman with white hair stood up, a grin pinned on her face. "I'm Doris," she introduced confidently, but her voice was shaky with her old age. "I remember when your father was on the television. I used to clean for him too, you know? Oh, he was such a lovely gentleman. And you look more and more like him every day. Such a handsome man, you are."

Maxwell stiffened up, his hand grabbing the door handle so hard he was sure his knuckles might've turned white. "Oh," was the only thing that could really leave his lips. He wanted to leave.

"Mr Lord, your father I mean-, every Christmas he'd give little old me a kiss," she recalled, her heart blooming at the memory. "Of course I wasn't old then. I was young. And beautiful."

Maxwell exhaled and nodded his head, unsure of really what to say or where this conversation was going. All he could think about was the board meeting that he was already extremely late for. Maxwell pushed down on the door handle and Doris let out a long dramatic sigh, making Maxwell pause once again to hear what she had to say. "I haven't been kissed like that, by a man as attractive as your father, in years." she sighed longingly, fluttering her eyelashes.

That was when Maxwell realised. He sighed quietly, his eyes scanning the room. All the cleaners were staring at him, expecting him to make his move on poor old Doris. Then, he turned back to Doris and offered her that familiar Hollywood smile. The same smile that the whole world was used to seeing on five o'clock television. He took her hand and brushed a soft kiss over her wrinkled knuckles before gently dropping her hand again. There was no denying the pink blush that coloured her cheeks. The action earned a few squeaks and squeals around the room and while they were all babbling with excitement about what they'd just witnessed happen to their friend Doris, Maxwell took the opportunity to run.

He did finally make it to the meeting. He squeezed past his business associates, trying to locate his chair around the table. In the process, he knocked over a cup of coffee. It spilled all over Maxwell, and one of his colleagues. Maxwell's pale blue suit jacket was now stained with brown espresso, and he knew it would take more than just a few washes to get the stain out. He muttered a small 'sorry' before finding his seat and taking out his notepad and pen. Just as he finished writing the date at the top of his piece of paper, the director of the meeting called it quits and everyone flustered out of the room.

All this had happened and it was only ten in the morning.

Luckily, that was the only meeting of the day and he knew he was going to be spending the rest of the day in his office doing paperwork. That was easy enough. Maxwell padded into his enormous office which took up the entirety of the top floor at Black Gold Cooperative headquarters. He shut the double doors, finding peace in knowing that there was no need for anyone to come in and distract him. Maxwell tugged off his blazer and hung it on the back of a chair. He unclipped his suspenders that held his tailored pants up, and threw them to one side, along with his shoes and soaked socks. He padded into the closet at the back of his office and shuffled out of his pants, changing into some grey sweatpants. 

He smiled, beginning to feel warm again. Wearing the sweatpants reminded him of you and it made him feel like he was at home. He remembered a few weeks into your relationship; your surprise when you caught a glimpse of his wardrobe. Not a single piece of casual wear in sight. You wondered if Maxwell Lord had ever known the comfort of sweatpants and so, that afternoon, you went out and bought him a pair. They changed his life. Maxwell would always favour his suits, that's just who he was, but he would love to wear the sweats when he wanted to lounge about in the house.

He was tired. His hair was still damp, the dark blonde waves curling at the nape of his neck and falling out of place every time he tried to remedy it. He still smelled vaguely of espresso, and was still haunted by the interaction of Doris the cleaner. He pursed his lips together into a thin line at the memory of kissing her hand.

Maxwell walked over to his desk and sunk into his chair, holding his head in his hands. Finally some peace.

Until there was a loud knock at the door. Maxwell swung his head back and groaned. "Come in!" he shouted, quickly composing himself for whoever wished to see him. It was his blonde assistant, Raquel.

"Hi sir!" she beamed, waving her free hand and placing a glossy catalogue on the table.

"Raquel." Maxwell nodded politely, sitting up and looking at the catalogue she had positioned before him.

"For the Christmas gala," she explained, flicking open the pages and pointing out different things. She'd carefully highlighted and labelled everything she wanted to show him, making it easier for his conveience. "I was thinking huge black and gold balloons with the company name on. Gold confetti. Banners and streamers hanging from every corner. A buffet, and every table cloth will also have the company's name on, printed in small, glitter ink." Her loud and chatty voice was giving Maxwell a headache.

"Yeah, balloons with Black Gold Cooperative written on really scream ‘Have a Very Merry Capitalist Christmas’." he sighed, slowly looking up at her. She blinked a few times. "Well Raquel?" he quizzed, growing irritable. It wasn't her fault, it's just everything was beginning to build up. She blinked again, dumbfounded by his comment. "Is that what Christmas is about to you?"

"W-what do you mean?" she asked nervously, removing her hand from the catalogue and taking a step back from his desk.

"What about red and green balloons? We'll have a Christmas tree in the ballroom. We could even make it family friendly and hire a Santa Claus for the kids to meet." Maxwell suggested. "And no weird company merchandise."

Raquel blinked, not saying a word. It had never really dawned on Maxwell how much you had changed him. His staff realised practically instantly— from the moment he came into work after the first time you had spent the night, it was like he was a changed man. He held the door open for people, he wished people a good morning. And as your relationship with him developed, you opened up a brand new side to him. He became more affectionate and caring for those around him, a feeling he had shut off from the world for his entire life.

He had never cared for Christmas, never cared as much to host a Christmas gala either. His father died during the festive season and it hadn't been the same without him. His mother didn't do much to celebrate. Maxwell had everything he always wanted; all the new toys and fanciest designer clothes. But it meant nothing to him without his father. Christmas meant nothing to him without love. That's why it all changed when he met you. You finally brought love back into his life, and everything felt whole again. You completed him. You taught him how to enjoy events and celebrate. You taught him happiness but most importantly, you taught a cold and broken man how to love and be loved in return.

The Christmas gala was your idea. One night, around a month ago, you and Maxwell were both lying in bed together. Maxwell had expressed to you that he wanted to do something special for his staff at work. Over the past few years since he had met you, he'd slowly been softening with the people around him. Christmas time was no different and his staff were always jolly to receive a hefty bonus from him. But they didn't expect anything more.

You came up with the idea of a gala, and Maxwell couldn't help but smirk a little when you mentioned it. He knew that your suggestion was deeply rooted into the fact you had always wanted to attend a gala, wear a beautiful dress and have your hair and makeup done. More importantly, you wanted to go to a gala with Maxwell and have him by your side looking as handsome as ever. The prospect excited you so much. With Maxwell, you knew that you wanted for nothing. That he could give you anything and everything. But you would never ask. You wanted him to know that for as long as he was with you, you had everything you needed.

Normally for Maxwell, gala’s were a place for adults only. Bars that served the best alcohol and a place where men who were just as rich as him would meet and schmooze. Before you, gala’s were a fine opportunity for Maxwell to meet a lady and take her home. That's all he enjoyed them for. But you had taught Maxwell that there was more to life than wealth, women and good champagne. He was so sure you'd love the idea of turning the gala into a family friendly party, and he was certain that his employees (the likes of the cleaning staff, for example) would love the ability to bring their families to such a high class event.

"Don't worry Raquel," Maxwell smiled. "Forget about the party planning for now. I know someone who would love to organise the Christmas gala." Today was tough, but everytime he thought about you, he couldn't wipe the grin from his face. He was one lovesick puppy. "Could you bring me a coffee?"

Raquel nodded and picked the catalogue back up, padding out his office without saying another word.

At around twelve o’clock, Maxwell was about to take his lunch break- but the phone on his desk began to ring. "Maxwell Lord." he introduced himself, holding the phone to his ear. It was the CEO of Powergrid Electrics, an electrical company in Rome. Rude and unhinged, the boss man reminded Maxwell of a version of himself that he had left in the past.

Maxwell had almost sealed an amazing deal with the company, but it had seemed that the CEO hadn't received a vital part of the contract. Trying to regulate the anger that was building up inside of him, Maxwell shakily put the phone back on the hook and called his second assistant, Emmerson, into his office.

"It's impossible," Maxwell furrowed his eyebrows together in bewilderment, after explaining the situation. He scrambled amongst the papers that were stacked mountain high on his desk. "I put it in the envelope and had Raquel send it off to Rome last week. I remember… I know I didn't forget. I never forget." he said, trying to sound as composed and confident as possible. There was no mistake in the worried little warble in his voice, though.

Emmerson, Maxwell's second assistant, wasn't sure if he was going to regret his next move. "Sir," his voice was timid and small. Maxwell's eyes snapped up to meet Emmerson's and Emmerson felt his heart rate increase rapidly. Emmerson reached over Maxwell's desk, picking up a folded piece of paper with a sticky note on top that read 'For Raquel: give to Rome'. "Is it possible that this is the missing part of the contract? That maybe, you might have just, forgotten to give it to Raquel?" he said slowly, trying to beat around the bush as much as possible.

Maxwell slowly reached over to the slip of paper, unravelling it like he was scared to see what the contents would reveal. He sighed out loud when he realised he had, in fact, forgotten to give Raquel the document, and there was no one to blame but himself. He ran his fingers through his hair, contemplating what to do next. He didn't want to believe he was out of options. He wasn't one to give up, especially when it came to the sanctity of his business.

"I need you to go to Rome." He said immediately and Emmerson's jaw dropped.

"I- I'm sorry?" Emmerson quizzed, confused and still slightly afraid of how impulsive Maxwell was being. "With all due respect, can't you just call Rome and ask for an extension on the deadline?"

Maxwell scoffed. "Call Rome? I can't just call a country," Emmerson was about to interject to explain that wasn't exactly what he meant but Maxwell didn't allow it. There was something about the way Maxwell's brain worked… he didn't get where he was today from taking the advice of his assistants. "You will go to Rome and give Powergrid Electrics the remaining part of the contract yourself. I trust you."

"But sir-" Emmerson raised a shaky hand.

"Oh, I see, you're worried about accomodation," Maxwell assumed, chuckling lightly. "I'll get you a five star hotel and give you a spending allowance of three hundred euros a day, how does that sound? No need to fret. Hurry along now."

"Mr Lord," Emmerson deadpanned finally, causing Maxwell to look up at his assistant in bewilderment. Emmerson was still afraid of his boss, of course, but he knew he had to stand his ground. "I can't go to Italy."

There were a few beats of silence. "What?" Maxwell questioned. "Don't be ridiculous. It's a free trip of a lifetime. You have an easy job to do. You can spend the rest of the day souvenir shopping. I don't care. Just get the contract delivered." He ordered.

"No." Emmerson put his foot down.

"No?" Maxwell repeated, raising his eyebrows like he was due an explanation.

"Mr Lord, I didn't want to say anything because it seems… you've had a lot going on today. But my girlfriend, Katherine, she's due our baby. See, we're having a son. I'm not sure if you knew… I mean, you probably didn't know. But, I promised Katie- uh, Katherine, that I'd meet her at the hospital after my shift. I wish I could help you sir, I really do. But I love my girlfriend and I've been waiting nine months to meet our son so if you please-"

The old Maxwell Lord would've burned red with rage, firing poor Emmerson on the spot, right then and there. How dare he question Maxwell. How dare he deny Maxwell. How dare he choose his love life, his family over his job. But right now, Maxwell couldn't help the small smile creep upon his lips. He was overjoyed, just wishing Emmerson had told him of the amazing news before now.

"Congratulations," Maxwell said, his voice quiet but his eyes gleaming. "On the addition of your family. That's really great."

Emmerson stood as still as ever, blinking a few times. He waited for Maxwell to snap and finally lose it. He was waiting to get the sack. But nothing. "Uh, thank you, sir." Emmerson replied hesitantly, like he wasn't sure what to expect from Maxwell.

The following few moments of silence, Maxwell spent thinking about you. He thought about how radiant you glowed this morning and how he wished he didn't have to leave your side. You were the love of his life and quite frankly, since meeting you, he understood the priority of choosing love over wealth. He finally had someone he could hold onto during the dead of night, someone to ramble to about his feelings, someone he could kiss and love and cherish forever.

Maxwell Lord finally loved something more than his business and that was you. Emmerson coughed awkwardly, breaking the silence and Maxwell flicked his wrist up, checking the time on his gold Rolex. It was almost twelve thirty.

"Why are you still here?" Maxwell grinned, swinging his hand to point a finger towards the door. "Go! You have a son to meet!" 

"Sir, I don't finish until five o’ clock." Emmerson replied, stiffening up.

"No no no! Go home, go see your girlfriend, please." Maxwell stood up and shook his assistants hand. "I have no doubt you'll be an amazing father," he said genuinely. "And I'll have Y/N send over some flowers and a donation after the birth."

"You- you're really letting me off work early?" Emmerson beamed and Maxwell nodded his head enthusiastically. "Oh how can I ever thank you?"

"I hear Maxwell is a popular choice of name for baby boys right now," the CEO charmed and Emmerson let out a small but genuine laugh. "Now go! Tell Katherine I send my love."

"I will do, thank you sir." Emmerson grinned, grabbing his jacket from the coat rack and merrily running out of the office.

Maxwell sunk into the plushness of his leather chair, still unable to escape the smile that played on his lips. He imagined the possibility of you, the love of his life, carrying his child. He thought about how beautiful you would look, how you'd glow, and how he'd simply give up everything to take care of you. Make sure you had everything you needed during your pregnancy. He imagined building the nursery with you and picking out some books on parenting, studying with you so he could ensure that he'd be the best father ever. He'd never wanted kids. In fact he hated the idea of having little mini Maxwell’s running around and causing fuss and torment, but the idea of you raising them alongside him made his heart flutter. He was certain of the unconditional love you’d have for them. Similar to the unconditional love he had for you.

His eyes darted back to the unsent report on his desk and he sighed. Guess I have to call Rome after all. He thought.

Maxwell was counting the minutes until he could go home and see you. He wanted nothing more than to curl up on the sofa with you, the fire on, and watch one of those cheesy Christmas movies you liked so much. He heard the doors to his office open, frustration racing through him as he prepared himself for the next bout of 'things going wrong'. He'd normally yell at someone if they entered his office without knocking but he was so tired. So so tired.

When he saw you, he swore his heart stopped. There you were, his blessing in disguise. His angel. You were wearing your red winter coat and knee high brown boots, and you plopped your purse and a bag on one of the many side tables in his office. You took off your gloves and pulled off your wooly bobble hat, stuffing them lazily in your pocket and offered him a happy smile. He scrambled to his feet, not taking his eyes off you for a second and ran up to you, sweeping you off your feet and spinning you around. You squealed, grabbing onto him for your life and he put you down, pulling you into a tight warm hug.

"You're freezing cold." he grimaced, pulling your hands into the pockets of his grey sweatpants in hope they'd warm up. 

"It's snowing again." you whispered happily, smiling into his neck. He was delighted, having you in his arms and being able to smell the familiarity of your shampoo and perfume. He knew for sure now, he was going to be okay.

"I can see." he replied, moving one of his hands up to your face and padding out the pearly snowdrops that were balanced in your hair. "I am so glad to see you sweetheart." he hummed, sending vibrations through your body. You felt your heart blossom in your chest at his sentiment.

"I told you I was coming this morning," you giggled, eventually pulling away from him and taking your arms out of his pockets. You cupped his face and ran your fingers through his dark blonde hair, fixing it as best as you could. "I brought us lunch." you told him, fishing into the bag and bringing out boxes of pastries and cakes. "From that bakery we like."

Maxwell gasped and you looked up at him confused. "Baby, I completely forgot you were coming." 

"I hate to say Max but you do look a little disheveled," you folded your arms across your chest and checked out your boyfriend's appearance. "What's with the sweats and… where is your tie and suspenders?" Your eyes met his feet on the floor and they widened almost comically. "Max! Where are your socks and shoes?"

He sighed, shaking his head. "Long story." he took your hand and pulled you over to the couch, pulling you onto his lap. You wrapped your arms around him and he placed a hand on your thigh, pushing under your skirt and rubbing comforting circles into your skin.

"Tell me everything." you replied and he looked up at you with nothing but adoration in his brown eyes.

"Traffic jam on the way to work because of the snowstorm last night, and the streets were so busy with it being so close to Christmas. We couldn't get parked out front so I had to get out of the car and walk through five inches of snow to get into work. I was already late for my meeting. Soaking wet and uncomfortable," you let him ramble on, watching intently at the way his expression would change as he recalled different events in his day. You began to play with his hair, seeing that he was getting flustered at the memory of it all. "I was late for the meeting, I ended up in a whole different meeting. I didn't know the cleaners in this building even had meetings!"

"The cleaners?" you chuckled, shaking your head in disbelief. "You sat in on a meeting with the cleaners?" Maxwell nodded sollemnley and you nudged him playfully. "I love that." 

"Well, I didn't. They're all lovely women. But this one cleaner, Doris…" he fumbled around with his fingers. "I ended up kissing her." you pulled away quickly, knotting your eyebrows together. "No! No not like that," Maxwell said quickly, pulling you back onto his lap and wrapping his arm around you. "She's like 90, said she used to work for my father and every Christmas he'd give her a kiss. She'd start talking about how she's never had a kiss from someone as handsome as my father in years. So I gave her a polite one, on her hand. And baby, I ran. As fast as I could, I had to get outta there."

You smiled. "Max, you probably made her day. That was really sweet of you."

He brushed off your comment, taking a dramatic exhale and continuing his story. "Finally got to the meeting, spilled coffee over myself and one of my associates. But by the time I had finally settled, the meeting was over. So I went back to my office and changed out of my wet, cold, coffee stained clothes and sat down. Raquel came in. She was planning the Christmas gala but it all sounded so… corporate. Not what Christmas is about at all," he explained and you nodded in agreement. "Anyways I suggested that we change the gala this year so it's family friendly. In the spirit of Christmas."

"Oh Max!" you beamed, snuggling into his chest. He smiled to himself proudly, knowing that he had made you happy. 

"You good with that?" he chuckled, running his fingers through your hair.

"Yes!" you squeaked, pushing yourself back up and giving him a quick kiss on the lips. "I have so many ideas."

"That's great honey," he laughed. "Because I told Raquel to forget about the gala. I figured you could plan it. You're great at stuff like that, and I know how much it means to you. I want the gala to be perfect for my staff and their families, and I trust you more than anyone else in the world."

"I can't wait," you smiled merrily, already weighing up the different ideas you had in your head. "Was Raquel okay with you taking the party planning duty away from her?"

"I think so," Maxwell replied. "She has a lot on her plate, being my assistant and all. It's a busy time of year and I think she'd appreciate having less to do."

"Well, it really does sound like you've had an eventful morning."

"Oh, I'm not finished," Maxwell grimaced and you braved yourself for the impending chaos. "Rome called and told me that the CEO of Powergrid Electrics only received half of the binding contract. So I was going to send Emmerson to Rome because I needed that contract in the hands of the CEO by midnight tonight. But Emmerson told me he couldn't. His girlfriend is having his baby today. A little boy. So I let him go home early."

"Emmerson's going to be a father?" you gasped and Maxwell nodded. "That's so wonderful! I should send him some flowers."

"I already told Emmerson you would." Maxwell grinned. 

"Oh a baby boy too! How lovely. We have to go meet the baby when he's born. Please please please." you whined, fluttering your eyelashes. 

"Okay darling." Maxwell pressed a kiss into your cheek.

You stood up and brought the bag over to the couch, taking out the little boxes and handing them to Maxwell. You opened them up and started to eat, as you told him how your morning had gone.

"After you went to work, I cleared up and did the dishes that you had left from breakfast. Max, I was soooo tired from last night," you blushed and his mouth twisted into a proud smile. "So I went back to bed and slept for another hour. Then I got up and took a bubble bath. Oh!" you scrambled around in your purse, taking out a fresh Polaroid and showed him it. It was a photograph of his white long haired cat, Lady, with bubbles balancing on her head. "She kept me company while I was in the bath." you smiled and Maxwell laughed.

"She looks so funny with the bubbles on her head." Maxwell took the Polaroid from your fingers and admired the cat. He was never particularly fond about animals, or having pets, but you loved them. In the first year of your relationship, Maxwell asked what you wanted for your birthday. As always, you told him that you didn't want anything materialistic, that he was all you needed. But you did tell him about an animal charity that you were so passionate about. He remembered leaving you at home and telling you that he was simply 'heading out'. He had planned on visiting the charity and making a donation in your name, as part of your birthday present. But he didn't leave the shelter empty handed.

A white fluffy cat with long whiskers and big blue eyes. Her eyes reminded him of sapphires. She mewled and padded towards him, her tail waving happily as she rubbed her cheek on his leg, circling around him. "Ah, she's a darling," the lady who was showing Maxwell around told him. "Unfortunately, she's been here with us longer than any of the other cats. She's not that good around people. But I must admit, she likes you a lot. In fact, I've never seen her so confident around another person before."

Maxwell dropped to his knees and tickled her head. She began purring erratically, rubbing her face along the edges of the rings on his fingers. "Nobody wants her?" Maxwell asked, not taking his eyes from the happy kitty. He picked her up, ignoring the white cat hair that malted onto his suit. She rubbed her soft face against his cheek and sniffed his cologne.

"No." the lady replied sadly. Maxwell smiled.

"I'll take her."

And that night, Maxwell came home with a new addition to the family. You were overjoyed, but no one was happier than little Lady Lord who had found her fur-ever home.

He placed the Polaroid on one of the side tables, promising you he would find a frame for it. "How was your bath darling?" he cooed, pressing his lips along your jaw.

You giggled, nuzzling your head into his shoulder. "Relaxing, lit some candles, done a little reading. After my bath I got dressed and tidied up the bedroom. I turned on the radio and they were playing Christmas songs. Oh! WHAM have just brought out a new one, it's really good. Hmm, me and Lady played for a little while and she let me brush her hair. Jeeves offered to drive me to the bakery but I really wanted to walk in the snow. Get some fresh air. And now I'm here! With you!"

It was safe to say Maxwell's morning was a lot more chaotic, but he was comforted knowing that you had been relaxed while he was going through all the antics.

"Your morning sounded amazing, darling." he kissed your forehead and you felt butterflies erupt in your stomach.

You let his lips brush over your skin, fall down to your nose, and eventually take place on your own lips as he leaned his forehead against yours. You giggled, his hair falling out of place again slightly and tickling you as he kissed you. You pulled him closer, encouraging him to deepen the kiss and laced your fingers in his hair. He pulled away to catch his breath but peppered small yet passionate kisses along your jaw and down your neck.

“You’re being so affectionate,” you smiled, eyes sparkling with love.

“What can I say? I like to kiss you.” Maxwell exhorted and leaned in again, pressing another kiss into your lips. This time he swiped his tongue along the plumpness of your bottom lip, begging for entry. You pulled off him and he moaned. “Whaaat?” He pouted playfully and you rolled your eyes, earnestly laughing at how cute your boyfriend was.

“We shouldn’t do this at work,” you giggled.

“Baby we’ve done a lot worse than just kissing on this sofa, if you remember.” Maxwell charmed and you felt your cheeks heat up as you nodded slowly.

"The highlight of my day though, is being here, with you." you promised.

"Yeah," Maxwell hummed. "Me too."

"I'm proud of you." you said out of the blue, putting your sandwich down and wiping your mouth. Maxwell looked at you, confused. "You've had a bad morning. But you acted so selflessly today. Everything from signing autographs in your office to kissing that old maids hand, giving Raquel less work to do and letting Emmerson be with his girlfriend. You… you surprise me everyday Max. And I fall in love with you more and more everyday." 

"I remember when we first met… I would've never dreamed of doing any of this." Maxwell admitted sheepishly.

"I know, I remember," you recalled. "I fell in love with the man you were then, but I somehow think I love you even more now."

And with that, Maxwell pulled you into a kiss. The curve of his nose nudged against yours and his hands pulled you into his lap, knocking the boxes of food onto the floor as you straddled him. "I love you so much." he announced.

Maxwell rarely said I love you's. But that was okay because you knew he loved you from his actions. You knew he loved you from the small kisses he'd give you on a morning, and the way he'd pull you into a hug every evening after work. You knew he loved you from the way he'd shelter you from paparazzi and squeeze your hand tight whenever you felt overwhelmed. Actions spoke louder than words. But coming from Maxwell Lord, hearing those three words struck you like a bolt of lightning. They were just words, but they meant everything to you.

He meant everything to you.

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Bloom

Pairings: Fezco X Reader

Rating: pure fluff! Omg I had the best time writing this!

Request by @ateliefloresdaprimavera​ :  Fez has a special place in my heart 😍I'd like to request an imagine where yn is his gf and they have been together since kids. she's a nurse and his rock. she loves Ash like a brother and he feels the same. when Rue and her friends met her from the first time they're amazed by how different she is to Fez, but they complement each other and are just super sweet♥️ what do you think?

The color yellow was always an everlasting treasure between you and your beloved, Fezco. In the first grade when you met him, you had on an adorable yellow dress with white frills and bumblebees scattered across the front and back. And your beautiful luscious hair has been pulled into two pigtail braids with yellow scrunchies securing it at the base. Your mother, Lydia, always had a habit of making you look as sweet as honey for all the others to follow, especially when you were new. You had moved a total of 27 times but this time, like she always says, “We are here to stay for good Y/N! Isn’t it exciting?!” But it was never exciting. It had been all the same of towns with cardboard shape houses and buildings and people being so fragile and stuck together like paper dolls. 

Except for him.

 He had on a red t-shirt which complimented his sea glass blue eyes and his curly ginger hair. He wore horned rim glasses which he took off to wipe the dirt off his lenses to get a crystal clear view of you.

  You were the object of his attention as he played kickball and ran across the field to the farthest base just to look at you from afar. “Mysterious...mysterious angel.” he thought to himself as he watched you giggle while two caterpillars crawled on your dress and you set a leaf for them to eat in your lap. He smiled at your laughter revealing his gapped teeth. Just as you looked up to watch the game, Fez blushed bright red and waved at you shyly. You squinted your eyes to see what exactly it was he was doing and smiled, waving back slowly. Confidence arose inside of him and he smiled all goofy to himself.

“Sweet” you thought to yourself, giggling as well. All was well until the cherry red kickball flew and met Fez’s face, giving his mouth a very unwanted and painful kiss. Everyone laughed as he fell to the grown but you quickly got up, removed the caterpillars from your dress and ran over to him. His glasses made a scar on his nose that was bleeding and his mouth leaked out blood.

Naturally you came and sat down on the grass next to him and removed his glasses gently. Taking a napkin from your dress pocket, you dabbed his mouth, wiping away the blood from his mouth. His beautiful blue eyes snapped open and looked at you. He eased into your touch, wincing as you wiped away at a cut.

“Are you okay?” you asked in a sweet voice. If Fez could replay how your words sounded in his head, he’d listen to it all day if he could. 

“Uh yeah...yeah I’m...I’m fine...McDaniel's has always had it out for me,” he said slowly, sitting up and rubbing his head. You giggled softly at the bruise forming on his face and stood up, holding out your hand.

Gingerly, he took it and you led him to the swing set where you could properly look at his face. 

“Are you feeling dizzy? Sleepy? Confused?” you said while looking into his eyes and wiping his mouth completely free of blood. “Should we go to the nurse?”

He just looked in a daze at you, taking every detail in. The way your smile looked, how your voice had the perfect amounts of care and concern, and especially the way your Y/H/C hair shined in the sun.

“Yes....No...wait I’m okay! I promise! I’m great!” He said, flashing his most dazzling pearly white smile at you. 

Your face dropped immediately with concern. 

“What?” he said, confused and a bit nervous of rejection. “Had some broccoli been left on my teeth from the Alfredo grandma made?” he thought to himself. 

“ Uhhhh...were you missing a tooth before?” you said hesitantly, ogling at his bloody mouth and the freshly formed space from his right tooth. Fez’s heart dropped to his stomach as he felt around in his mouth at the new space in his mouth.  His eyes watered and he panicked. 

“No! Oh no I think I swallowed it!” he said with fear in his voice and he covered his face with both hands, crying softly.

You squatted in front of him and touched his arm, caressing it softly. “Hey...hey it's okay! It's perfectly normal for us to lose teeth, I pinky promise! See look at mine!” You smiled really hard showing that your bottom tooth on the right had been missing.

His watery ocean eyes crinkled as he laughed with you about teeth. You wiped his eyes away. “I’m Y/N....I’m new here,” you said shyly.

He smiled up at you and stood up holding out his hand. “I’m Fezco but people just call me Fez around here,” he said confidently. 

At the end of the day he held your books and walked you home discussing cartoons and homework.At nap time Fez dreamed of being married to you and creating a family...but that would be so long. It was only first grade. 

That sweet little sensitive boy you knew and loved from first sight there on that playground was yours since that day and yours only...except for that one time in sixth grade. It was the spring fling dance. You and Fez danced all night. He loved the way that your blush pink dress complimented the daisies your mother stuck into your bun. His white button down shirt, black bow tie, black slacks, and shining black shoes cost a fortune. His mom had been out of work for some time and hadn’t been home in days. Thank god his grandma was willing to take him to the store and buy him  all that he needed so that he could impress you. 

Much like middle school, the Spring Fling dance had been filled with drama, tears, and laughter. This was the night Fez was going to finally tell you how he felt about you...how he wanted you to be his girlfriend. But some outlying factors seemed to corrupt his plans.

“Gee it's hot in here! I’ll be right back, I’m gonna go to the restroom!” you said to Fez over the loud music. He nodded and smiled at you and went over to the punch bowl, pouring you a cup, instinctively knowing that right after you used the bathroom you wanted to drink something cold or have something cold to hold. He smiled at himself thinking about how excited he would be to finally call you his and get all the other creeps away from you. A tap on his shoulder awoke Fez from his thoughts of you. 

Tammy Martin, the snob and queen bee of sixth grade flashed a smile at him. “Hey Fezzy!” she said with a high pitched tone. He cringed subtly “Hey Tammy...what’s up?” he said slowly. 

“Nothing...just...I really like you Fezco! So I’m gonna...I’m gonna kiss you!!!” she said nervously. “Wait wha-”

Tammy pressed her bubble gum pink lips to Fezcos without warning. His eyes widened in shock and pure horror as he a) had no feelings for Tammy whatsoever and b) saw your smiling face approaching him and the way it dropped shattered his heart into a million pieces.

Fez pulled away quickly with embarrassment and disgust. “Tammy! I’m not interested in you...sorry. I gotta go!”

As you sobbed on the staircase outside of the school, the sunlight set the scene. It was so romantic yet you were so heartbroken. 

“Y/N I am so sorry...she came onto me, I would never-”

“No! It's fine Fez. You want her, take her! It's completely fine! I-”

“Y/N STOP! I do NOT like Tammy.” he visibly shuddered and sat next to you, wiping the tears off of your face.He held both of your hands and looked deep into your eyes. 

“Y/N....I...I’m in love with you. The way you talk...the way you smile...the way you are just here with me through the messed up shit my life is in. I love you and I have loved you since the day I laid my eyes on you.” He said fearful of rejection and wholeheartedly.

Tears threatened to spill out of your eyes at that moment and you kissed him. You kissed him with the passion of a million suns. Fireworks exploded within you and him. He held you close to him and kissed back.

 As you now look outside of the window at the hospital where you work, seeing so many people going by that were once rude or bullies before, you laughed to yourself. none of them could ever say that they had the pleasure of being with their lover since elementary school. 

Tired as always when you made your way back to the quiet and quaint suburban home that you and Fezco now share, you found the tranquility of love and being with Fez.

The boy that once sold so much crack and LSD to highschoolers had saved up his money properly and invested in different things that wouldn’t bring damage to the ones he loves.

You and him finally made a nest in the suburban home that you two envied growing up with the difficult situations. As you opened up the white door to your loving home, the scent of apple pie, your favorite, was wafting through the air. It was suspicious however, seeing as all the lights are off and-

“SURPRISE!!!!” 

Behind the grey curtains was Fez with the sweet goofy smile on his face. He was laughing especially hard due to the reaction of you jumping like a cat in the air. 

“Fez! Stopppp!” you said pouting at him and flopping onto the sofa. He kissed your forehead and pulled off your black crocs from your feet. “You’re home late” he murmured as he gently massaged your foot and kissed your leg. 

The Fezco that everyone knew was slow speaking, in a daze, and willing to protect what's his- whether it be you, Rue, Ash, and his family. The Fezco before you however was not as furocious and masculine. He softened for you. This was the Fez that came knocking on your window at 2 AM breathing heavily and in tears from his Mother attempting to kill him in an unsettled state from all the heroin she had been taking. This was the Fez who held you so tight at night and with any sudden sound he would awaken and grab his gun willing to do anything to protect you. This was the Fez who surprised you at work with roses and daisies sitting at your counter or would leave a gift wrapped in the prettiest wrapping paper he could find. And this was especially the Fez who would stay at the corner   

This Fezco, your teddy bear, was who you came home to every night and woke up to every morning. He does everything he can to spoil you rotten. Each night before bed you would hear him whisper in your ear “You deserve the world my princess and anything you want, imma give it to you.” Sometimes you would wake up to necklaces around your neck or a cartier bracelet that he made you promise to never take off. A new lavish breakfast everyday before work and a delicious dinner after work. Bubble baths were something you both indulged in doing together. He always knew how to get the water just right so it felt like slipping into a warm bed. He would massage your shoulders and let you vent about how some of the patients were intolerable and how the doctors often treated you with limited respect. And once you two got out, you would lotion him slowly massaging his muscles and letting him discuss whatever affairs had been occuring in his life. 

People honestly were the most confused at the looks of you two together. Rue, being like Fez’s little sister, questioned it once she first met you. But now she truly believes that “Y’all are the only fucking soulmates on the planet”. She comes over often with Jules and Lex and you’ll find your time giving them advice about whatever is going on in their lives. All while watching reality TV and baking cakes. 

And Ashtray, that little rascal. He knew you since the day he was born and imprinted on you easily. He always came to you for advice. Or if Fez broke your heart from something stupid, Ash was the middle man and always made sure that you two made up. 

 As you relaxed into Fezs touch you laughed to yourself. “What you laughing at little mama?” he said slowly, focusing and perfecting his massage. “It's just...we’ve come so far. Since first grade! We’ve been together.” you sat up and stared at him smiling. “Fez I really do love you. Thank you for being here with me and staying with me.” 

He stared at you for a minute and blushed and got up very fidgety and nervous. “Y/N baby...do you...do you want more...more with me?”

You laughed softly and got off of the sofa and onto your tippy toes to kiss his nose gently. “Of course I do silly,” you said smiling and looking into his eyes. “I want you and only you for the rest of my days Fez. Even if it includes your hot ass morning breath burning off my eyebrows every morning!” you giggled throughout the last statement, especially because Fez pulled you in and started to tickle you. 

You laughed as he got down on his knee before you. “Baby, what are you doing?” you said gently and played with his hair. And those pure sea glass eyes looked up at you with every wonder in the world.

He held both of your hands. “Y/N M/N L/N...I can’t describe you using simple adjectives and shit but you are the love of my life. I’d give anything and everything to be here with you and protect you and hold you down when shit gets rough. You’ve had my back for almost 15 years babe. Do you know how much that is? 15 years, 180 months, 5475 days, 131400 hours, and 473040000 seconds of your love and joy. I wanna be with you on the good days and bad days. Y/N you got me out of so much fucked up shit. You’ve been a real big sis to my brother and looking out for him, making sure his grades are straight and shit. You look out for my grandma with me. She told me that if I ever let you go, it would be the worst mistake of my life. And guess what baby? I’m not making that mistake. I refuse to go another second more without asking you to be mine and mine only for the rest of our days.”

Your eyes watered and pooled with tears threatening to spill out. You smiled down at him as a tear fell out.

“Will you marry me?” he said, pulling out a beautiful lotus flower diamond ring. It wasn’t traditional but it was so beautiful. 

“YES! A MILLION TIMES YES!” you yelled and kissed him, almost knocking him over on the floor. He laughed along with you and kissed you back and wiped away your tears. His smile was ear to ear as he slipped the ring on your finger. “I know you’re mad curious about why I chose a flower ring but...a lotus flower grows through the mud. Once it comes out of the mud it is so beautiful and perfect. We have gotten through so much mud in our lives baby and I wanna finally bloom with you and only you.”

“I love you Fez” you said, your eyes slowly dropping out tears one at a time. 

“I love you always and forever Y/N” he said and kissed you once again. 

[onlyang3ll]

Quarantine and Scruff

HELLO THIS IS MY FIRST TIME POSTING ANY TYPE OF BLURB ON HERE! 

So pretty please be kind! 

This is just a sweet little blurb about harry and his gf missing one another in quarantine with a little surprise! 

I HOPE YOU ENJOY!!! its on the shorter side but I would love to continue and write stuff you all!

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It has now been four months apart, I was starting to really miss Harry. Him always having events or having to travel to promate stuff for his career slightly made this easier. But even then she could fly out and surprise him. We constantly text, talk over the phone and facetime has been our best friend. No way I could ever fall asleep if I couldn't see his cute dimpled face through my phone.

Just as Y/N was about to hop into a warm bath, her phone began to ring, it was Harry calling her on facetime. It was about seven o clock for Y/N in london meaning it was early afternoon for him in California. She hurried over and answered, a smile plastered on her face as she waited for it to connect. His bright slightly sleepy face popped up on the screen, “ah there's my bunny” his groggy voice spoke. I could tell he was just waking up, “you must be taking advantage of this whole sleeping in thing” She teased

“The more I sleep the more time goes by that gets me closer to kissing those sweet lips of yours” Harry said softly, which caused Y/N to smile. “Remind me next time to cancel everything and fly across the world with you” Y/N pouted. She regretted nothing more than not requesting the time off work, she would have in a minute if she knew this was going to happen. “Don't dwell on the past bunny, I will be home soon, promise. I heard the travel ban is getting lifted within the next two weeks or so. You won't be able to get rid of me after then” He shot her a cheeky smile.

“Wouldn't dream of it,” Y/N smiled “I was just about to hop into the bath, and then get ready for bed. But I love and miss you, I am sure you will regret staying in bed all day. So I will call before I sleep” Harry and her said their goodbyes and blew a fit of kisses through the screen before ending the call to leave them to tend to their lives without one another.

Harry and Y/N had their regular facetime calls for the next two weeks. She could not be any happier for him to return home. It would be any day upcoming. She had not heard from Harry since the day before when he was going to sleep. He was acting very strange over the phone but she thought maybe he was just overly tired, so she did not pry.

Y/N spent the day cleaning it was a nice gloomy Sunday afternoon, rain hitting the windows and metal roof of her apartment. She felt at peace, after mopping not once but twice because she had nothing but time on her hands, there was a knock on the door. She was utterly confused as to who would be visiting, she didn't think her mum was coming to town. Y/N walked over and said a soft “Who is it?” as she pulled open the door, she was quickly met with a cute messy haired man, with a scruffy beard. SCRUFFY BEARD? “Harry!” She felt tears come down onto her cheeks quickly as she was embraced by his strong arms

“Bunny, I could not pass up an opportunity to surprise you!” Harry smiled and just planted a significant amount of kisses on top of her head. They made their way inside, and spent the evening snuggled up on the couch and catching up as if they needed to. “It smells so strongly of cleaning products “ He sniffed and laughed softly. “I got carried away, I may not have to deep clean for months” She joked back to him. “Bunny I missed you so much, you look beautiful as ever.” He stroked her cheek with his thumb gently. Y/N felt her cheeks heat up, Harry never failed to make her feel so special and as if she was the only girl in the world. “Don't ever leave me like that again” She pouted at him, as he began to shake his head quite quickly. “Never will” He smiled. Harry leaned in and pressed his lips against hers, they shared kisses since he had been back but this was just full of lust and felt so needy. He needed her just as much as she needed him and this kiss proved just that. He pulled away and a soft moan left Y/N lips as they went free. Harry pecked her forehead before standing up and walking over to his suitcase he has yet to unpack. He pulled out a little bag, walking back over to Y/N. “I got you a little something, open” He handed the bag over and smiled. “Oh Harry you didn't have to get me anything” Harry shook his head at her responde as if she was speaking nonsense. He knew he didn't have to but he wanted to.

Y/N opened the bag and pulled out a tiny black box. She knew it must be jewelry, she smiled pulling open the tiny box. Her eyes went wide at the most beautiful ring that was in the box. “Harry..” she whispered. She pulled the dainty ring that has a small green emerald placed right in the middle. “Emeralds are my favorite..I love it thank you” Harry smiled and gently took the ring from her, and placed it on her ring finger. “Don't thank me, this is for you. To stay on that finger until I replace it with a wedding band bunny.” Y/N was now softly sobbing as she took in the moment and the beautiful gift. “I mean it, I will never leave you..” She smiled at his soft and kind words, and she knew she could believe them. “I only accept if you can keep this whole scruffy beard thing going for a bit longer…it tickles when we kiss and I sorta dig it” She giggled and playfully winked at him. “How about we find out where else it can tickle you, yeah?” Harry scooped her up, throwing her over his shoulder as he ran into the bedroom to enjoy their first night back together.