#the last of us fanficton

[multifandomgurl]

Imagine her looking at you like that while you're getting naked...

I'm so horny for Ellie rn and I'm also trying to write a smut so it's not helping at all. Help me 🥵🥵

[wildlyfreemoon]

i just want to say, that there is no bad joel miller fanfiction. like all the writers for tlou and joel in particular are so good, the plots are good, the writing is good, the warnings are always good so i know what im in for, the summaries are always inticing so i always read it anyway or put it on my tbr list.

idk im in love with any joel miller writer xoxo

[vikingmagic33]

In celebration of @gwynweekofficial I am posting chapter 10/11 today and plan to complete this fic by posting the final chapter tomorrow. Enjoy! I started this fic back during Gwynriel weeks and I’m so grateful for everyone who has stuck with me during the sporatic updates. 

Update on AO3!

@trashforazriel @beaumaismortel @captain-of-the-gwynriel-ship @mmiscbutterflies @sunshinebingo @foreverinelysian @headcanonheadcase @sv0430 @shisingh

Only one more chapter and @booknerd87 and anyone else waiting to read a complete fic will finally meet our sexy pirates. See you tomorrow!

[saintgoths]

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ꜰɪᴠᴇ

CHAPTER FIVE - ROSALIND CHARM

WORD COUNT - 2,299.

RATING - R 18+ [SEXUAL INNUENDOS, SEXUAL THOUGHTS AND GROOMING].

It wasn’t Ivy’s first day at school, yet her first week, she could say that her first day at school was awkward, being presented at the front of the class and having to introduce herself to other people her own age. It was staggering to a certain extent, to see so much individuals her own age but Ivy pushed the paralysing feeling away from her and used her “Rosalind charm” towards everyone and made herself comfortable to her new surroundings.

Robin and Venus were in separate classes not too far from Ivy’s. Robin in a class of people his age and Venus in a class of people her age, it did take easy for Robin and Ivy to acclimate and shape into new settings, but Venus, was uptight and quite anti-social, precisely because of her condition, as she was also forbidden to speak about it to anyone, even to herself, it did make her more kept to herself.

Ivy understood Isabella’s frustration to an extent, though Ivy wished for her mother to allow Venus to feel comfortable to express her feelings, no matter how afflictive and excruciating it got for Isabella. Venus had the right to speak about her emotions.

“It’s rude you haven’t spoken to me yet.”

Ivy turned to the owner of the comment and was met with pure dark eyes, that hid a short glint behind them, Ivy quickly examined the person and took in their appearance, black messy hair, tall and pale-skinned, Ivy couldn’t help but remark that the person was attractive, but something issued to Ivy that this was a very impish and frolicsome person but that impish and playful energy he gave off made the Rosalind girl intrigued.

“Rowan Sparke,” he introduced himself, pushing his hand towards Ivy to shake.

Out of amenities, Ivy shook the so-called Rowan Sparke’s hand and acquainted her name, “Ivy Rosalind.”

“I know,” he comically hummed, “everyone knows who you are,” he winked as he made his way towards his seat, Ivy shyly smiled, slightly surprised that anyone openly showed tender interest towards her, though the new girl didn’t want to jump into conclusions about any romantic feelings Rowan could have for her in the future, she wished she wasn’t so idealistic.

“Well, pleased to meet you Ro---”

“And that is not happening,” Isabella suddenly felt an avaricious grip wrap around her arm that then dragged her away from Rowan. It didn’t take Ivy long to notice that it was Dina who pulled her away from the man with Ellie and Jesse behind her who silently agreed with Dina who took Ivy away.

“Rowan is a big no, no,” Ellie mentioned to Ivy who then sat on her chair she has been sitting on ever since she entered Jackson Community School, she surrounded herself with Ellie, Dina and Jesse; they sat on single seats that had a desk connected to it, there were four rows of seats in class and there were five columns of desks and chairs; the group of four claiming the third row as Rowan sat at the back.

“And why is that?”

“He’s just a dick,” Ellie responded during the moment she sat herself down onto her unassigned, well assigned to her, seat. Ellie and Ivy sat in the middle of the of the row whilst Jesse sat at the end and Dina sat at the beginning of the row.

Well compared to Ellie and Dina, Jesse didn’t dislike Rowan as much as the girls, he did find Rowan funny but the characteristic that displeased Dina and Ellie is that he just had a very slick mouth. Ivy remained silent just as class began to start, and the conversation between Ivy and Isabella returned to her mind and she thought about the three teenagers that sat with her, and did wonder how future events would proceed.

Of course, Ivy liked having them as friends and if Ivy was being true to herself, she did want her bond between Ellie and her to grow stronger, romantically, but with Dina and Jesse also having a tender emotion towards Ellie, all Ivy could think that the outcome of this situation was prone to go dreadful.

It was time for Isabella’s thirty-minute break from the diner she worked at, thankfully, it wasn’t as overwhelming like the time Seth and Isabella spoke for the first time. Yet, the woman wished she had at least a cigarette to smoke but she doubted they sold it, nevertheless, the widowed woman waited for travellers to entire their community so she could have the opportunity to hunt for a packet.

Only Ivy and Robin knew that Isabella smoked, the year Venus was born was the year Isabella stopped her smoking habit, only because she couldn’t find anymore. So, it’s not like she verily wanted to do it.

“I’m Kaylee."

Isabella jumped out of surprise and her response caused the two individuals who stood in front of her to chuckle. Isabella quietly cursed; citizens of Jackson surely liked to snap Isabella back into reality. Isabella looked at this so-called Kaylee and checked that she was a white woman, fully curly brown hair, a youthful face and doe eyes. She wore a light blue flannel, dark grey trousers and low brown boots.

There was a tall man who stood beside her, he looked look like Kaylee, very sweet looking, short curly hair that draped across his forehead, down turned eyes and a brown gaze, similar to Kaylee’s. His nose was slightly hooked and his jaw quite strong with a beauty mole at the bottom right of his jaw. He wore black shirt and black trousers and black boots; it seemed like they must’ve come back from patrol with the attire they were wearing.

“Adam,” the man introduced himself, his voice was deep and coarse, he took his hand out to reach for Isabella who quickly shook his hand, his grip around Isabella’s was quite strong and Isabella was surprised at the intensity he used on her.

“And I’m Isabel-“

“Isabella Rosalind,” Kaylee finished pleasantly jumpy and wired about the woman who stood opposite her.

Isabella slowly rose her head the thought of this conversation was strange to her, she quietly questioned what the two wanted from her, as the three of them stood there in awkward silence.

“Seth, right?” Kaylee softly joked, “he can be such a toad.”

Isabella faintly laughed at the horrible comparison. “Yeah, he’s one hell of a man.”

“Yeah, we saw the interaction the two of you had that day in the diner,” Adam pointed out, “he’s probably upset he’s losing his customers because of you.”

Isabella raised the both of her eyebrows amused. “I guess almost the entire town knows of his distaste towards me,” she blandly chuckled.

“He made it more obvious during the welcoming party, the bonfire night,” Adam once again figured.

Isabella shrugged her shoulders, not really in the state of mind and spirit to speak about the elder man. Kaylee must’ve realised Isabella’s discomfort and out of desperation for her brother’s sake, she brought up a new topic, “your children, you have very beautiful children.”

It seemed to have work due to the fact that Isabella’s distasteful frown was soon replaced by a genuine smile. “Thank you.”

“It must be difficult being a single mother and having to raise three kids,” Kaylee intentionally coughed as she gently swung her body towards Adam.

“I try my best,” Isabella plainly responded, inasmuch Isabella being the keen woman she was, it didn’t take her long to notice that the two of them had something up their sleeves. Isabella didn’t question what it was yet but wanted to be cautious about how she figured the two out.

“After noon Isabella,” Joel walked by and acknowledged his head towards the woman who was appreciative and content about him speaking to her.

Though, she wished that her expectations weren’t so low, withal, there was something about the Miller man that made Isabella want to go on her knees and take him---Isabella quickly snapped out of her thoughts and returned the acknowledgement, “after noon Joel.”

Isabella hoped that Kaylee and Adam didn’t see Isabella drooling for the man, “come to my house warming this Wednesday,” which was two days after this current daytime, she attempted to cover up her erotic thoughts by inviting the two people that Isabella thought were siblings to the house warming she was quietly setting up.

Their eyes seemed to brighten as they accepted her proposal. Isabella then thanked the two for accepting her appeal and conveyed to them that she had to return back to her job, she gestured with her hand a goodbye then turned away from them and hurried back to her work.

“I like your tattoo,” Ivy soundlessly complimented, the tattoo on Ellie’s arm wasn’t completed, it was more like the base before the actual tattoo was permanently inked.

Ellie peered at Ivy with a shy smile, “well, thank you,” she kindly thanked, her apprehensive smile turning into a toothy grin whilst Ivy cautiously peeked at it, her laid-back observation causing her to note of the mark that was on her wrist. “Chemical burn,” Ellie quickly answered, Ellie recorded the sneaky examination Ivy gave to her wrist and swiftly, Ellie informed the lie Joel and her came up with.

“Oh,” Ivy lightly glanced, something in her mind wanted to touch the ‘chemical burn’ on Ellie’s skin, but she wanted to also keep boundaries and not make Ellie weird or uncomfortable. “I’d like to get a tattoo one day, who did yours?”

“My ex-girlfriend Cat,” Ellie replied, quite nostalgic about the girl. Ivy wondered if it would be awkward for her to go to Ellie’s ex-girlfriend for a design, though it wasn’t like Ellie and Ivy were together, so it shouldn’t be flaky if Ivy searched for Cat. Nevertheless, would Isabella even allow Ivy to get one?

Ivy has shown Isabella that she is responsible, and has helped her mother with Venus and Robin, it would be fair if Isabella allowed Ivy to get a tattoo.

“Where would you want a tattoo?”

Ivy gently bounced her shoulders, “probably on my back,” Ivy sluggishly answered.

Ellie knitted the both of her eyebrows upwards, impressed by Ivy’s bold choice. “Nice---”

“Ellie!”

Dina came forward with a smile that beamed that managed to uplift Ellie’s lethargic energy, Ivy bit her bottom lip, insecure and apprehensive about how easy Dina was able to brighten Ellie’s energy, though Ivy pushed the insecurity behind, Dina and Ellie knew each other longer; Dina quickly glanced at Ivy, “can I steal Ellie?” Dina brightly requested, yet, it wasn’t as if Ivy couldn’t say no, because Ellie would always be ready to follow Dina’s trails.

“Of course,” Ivy falsely smiled, and without indecision, Ellie and Dina walked away from the new citizen, left her alone to wait for her two siblings.

“Trust me this whole thing will go down badly,” Rowan paraded himself towards the oldest Rosalind sibling who crossed her arms, not bugged to respond. “I called out that trio’s bullshit time ago and suddenly I’m the villain.”

Ivy looked up at Rowan’s figure, her arms crossed, silently prompted for Rowan to continue, if she were to continue being in that friendship group, she would want to know further about what she would get herself into. “Both Dina and Ellie don’t know what they want, so they all play with each other’s feelings, well not necessarily play, Dina doesn’t know what she wants, or she does and wants both of them whenever she wants to. One moment she’s dating Jesse the next moment she’s kissing Ellie.”

Ivy cocked the both of her eyebrows, an envious gripe in her chest she couldn’t ignore, in spite of her jealousy, Robin’s and Venus’ figure slowly began to come into view, relieved, Ivy uncrossed her arms and gestured towards her siblings, “I’ve got to go now,” she murmured as she reached out for Venus’ hand to grasp; Rowan nodded his head, implicit and inferential to Ivy’s dismissive stance to what he has told her.

“Bye,” Ivy lightly commented, she didn’t pause to hear Rowan’s bid and already jaunted down to their route of their home area with her siblings; voices in her ear, questioning about the current man Ivy was just speaking to.

27TH OF DECEMBER 2011

Her coat’s hood covered her head as she waited for her partner, with both of their suitcases around her, Isabella was tense and disturbed about the terms of events that occurred currently. She thought any moment now a family member of hers would appear and drag her back home and it was the reverse and antithetical to what she wanted.

“Alexander,” Isabella breathed, eased when she saw her twenty-three-year old’s boyfriend’s shape come into her sight. He held the two tickets to Miami with an expression on his face that spoke of encouragement. He passed Isabella’s tickets towards her along with her passport.

Her permit was new, both Isabella and Alexander prepared and outlined their getaway a couple of months ago, it was the fifteen-year-old’s idea when she had enough of her insolent and abusive family’s behaviour and pleaded Alexander to take her somewhere else.

Though the older man did tell her, to do so she’d had to change her entire identity so that it would be harder for anyone to trail her, even though Isabella did come from a well-off family, Alexander mentioned he would pay for everything for the identity change.

 To the girl that was once Rose Silva was now Lilith Black.

Conducive to this escape, Lilith anticipated and recognised Alexander Black as her saviour, ignorant and unsophisticated to his shred and calculative ways and naïve to what the future held for her.

liking, commenting and reblogging would be appreciated! you can ask questions in the comments or in my ask box!

[sleep-paralysis-buddy]

do you write for anyone else? i see stranger things and hozier.. just wondering if there’s other people or fandoms you write for. :)

- 🌻 anon

Of course babes!! If I know enough about the subject, I'll happily write about it if requested :)

I'm heavily multi fandom, but a few are

Stanger things (Obvi)

Dr. Who

Sherlock

Harry Potter/Marauders (fuck JK Rowling, we don't know her. My goal in life is to be rich enough so I can buy all rights from her and fix her mistakes)

Fallout

The Last Of Us

And SO many more

Don't hesitate to ask ya'll!

-D♡

PS: also cool with writing for YouTubers/Musicians (unless previously stated that it makes them uncomfortable bc we respect boundaries here)

[thisismorrigan]

Some of my favorite Good Omens fanfictons from AO3 part 3!

Alright besties! This list is all WIP! So if you're like me willing to wait for updates on these FANTASTIC stories please read these!

WIP:

Fugitives by nightgoodomens (M)

Crowley and Azirphale on the run from demons after he fled Heaven. The angst is on another level! This is a post season 2 fic that feels so true to the characters and how they would actually react in this scenario (in my opinion). The original characters in this story are fantastic and I love them to bits! The plot is so good and I’m just waiting on the edge of my seat for the next update! As of right now it’s not smutty but I put an M rating because I could see it heading that direction in the future.

Lifting Eden by lalalalines (E)

This is a human AU gym meet-cute. Aziraphale is STRONG and Crowley is quite literally falling for him. This is one of those fics that I keep open at all times so I can check for an update every day!

Sunday’s Child by ladydragona (E)

This is another Omegaverse fic where young best friends Crowley and Aziraphale get separated at a young age and don’t see each other again for many years. It’s the marriage of convenience trope and a smidge of pining. 

It’s A Sin (presumably) byBadIdeasGalore (T)

This fic takes you through the years of them knowing each other and gives more context to their relationship. The end of the first chapter is the twist we all wanted from the last 15. I’m excited to see where the author takes this story! Very well written!

Incarnate by catfishcigarettecard (E)

This fic is so so so good! This is an Omega verse fic that takes place in heaven. I’ve been checking for a new chapter every. single. day. It’s a bit on the “rougher” side so please read all of the tags and warnings 

Now We Can Be Us by randumgirl (E)

I love the idea of these two “retiring” to a cottage once all of this nonsense is done and over with and that’s exactly what this is. It’s supposed to be a post season 3 fic.  I love that the author is so kind to these characters. It’s smutty and fluffy. What else could a girl want?!

And They Were Streamers by ghostrat (T)

I’ve read several of ghostrat’s works and I’ll tell you what! They are fantastic! This one is based off of their art work of Crowley and Aziraphale as streamers! There are only two chapters so far but I was hooked immediately. The trope is friends to lovers and it’s so freaking cute!

[joannanora]

I can't believe that so many here now believes in the Sam and KE stories…. Are we really here again? after all the shippper fanfictons? they used exactly the same SM logic but also got pics such as «running with the balfe sisters» to claim their truth… Well, I realize there are many new people here…

The only reason KE’s name came up is because the ABG group makes lists of potential girls based on who he follows on IG. KE was on that list. She has a dog and likes camping. Who knows at least she's made money pretending she likes camping. You never know with influncers. So they the ABG’s get confirmation of what they already believe in.

I looked at the mirror pics yesterday too. To me it looks like a man's hand but impossible to say. You don't see the whole wrist because it is partially hidden behind Sam. But it looks like the person has a mark or a tattoo on the hand?! Made me think of Marina. She has tattoos on her hands! And if it is her that would make sense in my world. They are longtime friends. He spent time with her last Christmas when in LA. She is one of his few close friends. Should have had a chat with her. Whatever it is with Sam, she knows it. 😂

[noturfang]

The Ember Knight Fanficton: The Deal (Qilin & Hen)

"Regarding the second special class apprentice knight… I'd like to recommend another knight as a mentor."

Zius looked more serious than usual, making Daljan wonder who he was talking about.

"Tell me."

As the Navy Blue Turtle Knight responded, Zius revealed the name he had in mind. "Pitch Black Hen Waron."

"…Are you serious?"

The young man had anticipated this reaction. He knew anyone would think he was crazy for recommending such a dangerous knight as a mentor, but he had his reasons.

"If war breaks out, we need her strength," Zius said.

"Her strength will indeed be a big help. The problem is… can we trust her?" Daljan looked into Zius's eyes.

"She is the most untrustworthy knight," Zius agreed, "yet the most dependable."

"I can't deny that. Then, do you have any plan?" The older man demanded an explanation.

"I would like to see if I can keep her in control."

"…you mean by using yourself as bait?"

"You could say that. We know she's obsessed with my power…"

Daljan massaged his forehead. "Qilin… you don't need to try to be responsible for everything."

"I'm not…" Zius paused. "But give up on her would be a great loss for our continent. And as long as she's with the second class, we don't have to worry about her hunting other knights."

What the young man said was true. It was a great idea. But still, Daljan thought Zius didn't need to go that far.

He sighed. "Okay, if you insist. But, will you really use your power on her?" He asked.

"I won't use my power at all, unless I really need to," Zius assured him.

"I understand. I'll send a message to Pitch Black Hen regarding this."

"Thank you."

.

.

"Hiya, Qilin~" The helmeted knight waved at him. "I heard you're the one who invited me to this apprentice project? Did you miss me that much?" She giggled.

"Yes," Zius pretended not to hear the last sentence, "We need your strength."

"Ho… And what will I get in return?"

Zius stared at the helmeted knight with a serious look. "My power."

Waron whistled in amusement. "If you need me that much, would you promise to use your power when and how I want?" She asked jokingly.

The young man was silent for a moment before nodding. "I promise."

Waron didn't expect he to accept her proposal without any complaint. "Deal, then!" She grinned with satisfaction before the man could take his word back. "I'm looking forward to it!"

Zius breathed a sigh of relief. The deal had been made. Hopefully, he hadn't made a wrong decision.

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Second fanfic about them. Should I make an AO3 account? But I'm too lazy for that lol

[iwriteaboutpain]

I created this blog mainly to get over my writer's block, but maybe it can become something interesting

I'll be posting one-shots and chapters for my stories.

Tropes I'm into

~ anything internal (bleeding, organ failure, ect.)

~ chronic illness

~ everything about bones and joints ~ head trauma

~ respiratory diseases

~ terminal disease (it has to be very specific)

~ stab wounds, gunshot wounds, ect... the basics

~ everything about stomach (stab it, shoot it, or just have tummy ache, I'll take it all)

~ caretaker being gentle and worried about whumpee (!!!)

I'm halfway done with this introduction and I just wanna say that tumbrls text editor sucks so much omfg.

Things I'm not into

~ whumper having a big role (i prefer things to happen naturally)

~ when there's no comfort

~ anything sexual (except for of course kissing, hugging and other light stuff)

~ and I think that's it

I have few separate plots I've already wrote chapters about. I'll describe them briefly here and give them hashtags

#momentsmusicaux ~ wlw story about two female musicians that fell in love with each other. Takes place in 1970'. One of them is of poor health, and the other is extremely caring over her. If anyone will guess who I based these two on, I'll be extremely surprised.

#millionyearsago ~ a vampire lady living her life since 1608. Tons of whump. And I mean it.

#slowestheart ~ ace detective with heart disease (yes this is based on Broadchurch).

#higherlove ~ another wlw. Military woman falls in love with a disabled doctor. Very briefly based on Top Gun Maverick. A lot of whump in it.

#takeiteasy ~ one day every single person on planet dissappears. Except for these two. This is actually the first thing I remember writing almost ten years ago. I'm going to change a lot of it, it's so bad.

And also I wrote some fanficton about

Once Upon A Time (of course Regina x Emma)

Thomas And Friends (yes.)

Lost

The Last of Us (Joel my beloved, he's so perfect for whump.)

And that's it! I'll start posting as soon as I reorganize everything in my notes.

Bye!

[nyhmeriah]

I was tagged by the lovely @suchagallabitch ❤️

how old are you? 37

what do you do for a living? Inventory manager. I count things. A lot.

dream vacation destination? Iceland. I want to see the northern lights so friggen badly.

favorite color? Purple. But not like a light purple. A deep jewel tone shade.

last thing you drank? Water

last song you listened to?

relationship status? How long do you have to be single for your virginity to grow back? Because I’m pretty sure I’m there.

where are you from? Massachusetts. And no, not Boston.

biggest pet peeve? People who talk on their phones while at a check out counter. It’s beyond rude.

tell me a secret? I used to run a popular buffy fanficton hosting site that I built on angelfire when I was in high school. Spike/Xander my first love. That was like 20 years ago…..ugh I’m old.

Play if you want to! @stocious @grumble-fish @trashmartianx @badpunsandchill

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

The Legend of the Batman

by ThirdRobin The story of Gotham's protector, Batman. Yes the batfamily will be in it just please be patient he needs time to realise that he needs a robin. i'll do my best to add as much angst as possible because that's why we all read fanficton. there will be some comfortable happy batfamily but also a lot of arguing, fighting and drama. (not like gotham war i promise). We begin where EVERY version of Batman starts just for the sake of tradition. One last thing, these characters are SUPPOSED to have flaws. When, inevitably, one of these characters makes a mistake or does something unethical, it's because they're not perfect. It doesn't mean I think they're bad people. I'm sure most of you already knew this but yeah just wanna clarify, the characters have flaws. It's why we love them so much. Words: 6832, Chapters: 2/?, Language: English Fandoms: Batman - All Media Types Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: Gen, Multi Characters: Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, Stephanie Brown, Cassandra Cain, Minhkhoa Khan, Ra's al Ghul, Talia al Ghul, Vicki Vale, Rogues Gallery (Batman), Barbara Gordon, Jim Gordon, Justice League (DCU) Additional Tags: eventual BatFamily, full on story, this is going to take years to finish, request stuff if you want it in the fic via https://ift.tt/W0bTUXD

[multifandomgurl]

Dating Joel Miller

  A/N- Guys, I do not want to talk about smut in this, but I may have sprinkled it a little. You’re welcome :) I won't go without mentioning, Joel has been my comfort character for almost 4 years and I don't remember a day without him. I see him always by my side and I miss him very much so I'm looking forward to The Last of Us part 1. I hope you enjoy this headcanon style thing. Your comments and feedback are very valuable to me. I hope you have a good day/night <3

  Warnings- mentions of blood, implied smut , mentions of violence, domestic stuff basically. ( is that supposed to be a warning? Idk )

 - I can't think much about asking Joel out because it's obvious, the guy looks so annoying and grumpy from the outside.

 - But what matters to us is how Joel is inside. Remember: don't judge a book by its cover.

  - With this advice, I have a lot to say about joel and being with him.

  - At first , I see Joel as a man of his word. If Joel says he loves you, he really does. Don't even think otherwise.

  - I want to talk a little bit about Joel in the house. While at home, Joel obviously has the right to be a little messy because he is a single man, but after you enter his life, he starts doing housework more regularly and learning to cook.

  - Even if you mess up the house together from time to time, it would be great for you to tidy the house together and finally drink a coffee of tiredness.

  - We didn't see much of Joel carving wood, but we know his arts. I have to admit, it wouldn't hurt to disturb him even a little while he is doing his work . :)

 - I said Joel might be messy, but that doesn't mean he's dirty. Yes, he and Ellie were out for a long time and even long before that they lived in a not-so-clean area, and maybe there was no such thing as a washing machine. Guys, the man is a clean man at his core, and anyone who claims otherwise, well, you can do it If you wanna lmao.

  - Joel, of course, also smells of freshly carved wood and coffee, and I hope we all know that. At least that's how our dream Joel is.

  - Sitting on his porch with Joel, watching him play his guitar with those dexterous fingers, then sitting on his lap and kissing him deeply.

  - Although he is tired after he comes from the patrol, he will make time for you and let you massage him. At first he doesn't really want it because it's in his nature to be grumpy and he doesn't want you to get tired any more because you're tired too.

 - You hold him by the hand, after you put him on the couch, you rub his shoulders well and do not forget to put kisses once in a while. The man rewards you in different ways after this compassionate act. :)

-  I'm not going to talk about how Joel is in bed for now, because I want to provoke you with a little preview :)

 - But know that you will definitely be pleased with Joel in bed. His skilled fingers, his muscular body above you, and his care for you are enough for you. The man is experienced enough in these things and knows how to treat you or when he hurt you.

  - Although from the outside, Joel may seem very cold and uncaring to others, he started to change after meeting you. Instead of the man who walked in a dazed manner, he became an unyielding and lively man who was even more brave against life. Tommy and Maria are surprised by this change, but they also know that you are the reason. Tommy or Maria didn't actually introduce you. Classically, while you were on the road and he was on the road, his eyes touched yours and you were drawn to each other. Of course, Joel didn't think at first that you would be the person who would make his life so beautiful, but gradually he was more and more attracted to your smile, touch, speech, look.

 - The man was afraid to ask you at first. In this case, I can say that he got some support from Tommy, but he didn't do everything he got adviced.

  - On a typical Jackson evening, Joel came to your door and said he wanted to talk a little. Since winter was about to come, you put on a jacket and followed him outside. You were wondering what he was to say. Your eyes  looking at him with hope. He suddenly pressed his lips to yours under those gorgeous, bright, colorful Jackson lights. This romantic moment for both of you ended with a great night, but you still carry this moment in your hearts.

 - Going to the patrol together. I can't think of anything as great as going on patrol with him. Yes, maybe I'm thinking about it, but his sexy but angry looks towards runners and the others . Blood is not something any of us like, but sweat mixed with blood on him...I'm having a hard time telling friends because I have a bad temper when I imagine Joel like that.

  - While on the patrol, Joel tries his best to protect you and not go to far places, but he also realizes that you’re not a child. He knows you can take care of yourself. Knowing this, he doesn't think much of it, but if he senses danger around, he won't hesitate to pull you to his side, tuck you , and put your head on his chest. Joel is very possessive and protective and that's why I love Joel so much.

  - After you return, you clean yourself first, and after you get out of the dust, you go under the same blanket, he tucks you well, puts  little kisses on your forehead, and then you both fall asleep in front of the fireplace.

  - I don't think much of Joel dancing, but I have a few ideas of how he was convinced by the Jackson people to play the guitar at every Jackson family event. When you entered the crowded area you saw Tommy and Maria sitting in front of the bar chatting and Ellie and Dina laughing as well. Holding Joel's hand tightly and taking a look around, you went to Maria’s and sat on the empty chairs next to them. After some talking and laughing, a young man who understands music came up to Joel and asked if he could play the guitar.  

 - At first he refused, but  when you went to him and told him you had a surprise, he gave up and walked towards the stage with a sigh of relief.

 - When he got to the stage, no one spared their adoring applause. He looked around with a nervous look, and lastly he looked at you, smiled. You waved at him and  all watched in admiration as he played the guitar.

  - At the end of that evening, when you walked into the house with Joel and told you what your surprise was for him and that he wanted it now, you couldn't help running back. Before you could even climb the stairs, he grabbed you by the waist and turned you towards him. Taking you on his shoulder, he quickly climbed the stairs and entered the bedroom and threw you onto the bed.

 - That wonderful evening ended, once again, with your moans in bed, climbing to your peak together and snuggling into each other.

[tlou-1]

Joel x Reader (Home) - Chapter 13

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6| Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13| Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 | Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18 | Chapter 19 TBA

Chapter 13 - You have some news to share with Joel, but how do you tell him about the potential of a child in your lives? He has a big secret to share also, one that he has been keeping for a while. Will you be able to reconcile once you know these things about each other? 

‘How were you supposed to tell him this?’ You think to yourself as you walk back home. The Doctor had promised you had her complete confidentiality, so that you had time to think about what you wanted to do. What did you want to do? You remember the conversation you had with Joel over month ago and he never sounded sure if this was something he wanted but could you bring yourself to get rid of it? It was part of you and him, this little thing inside you. 

“How’d it go?” Joel asks looking up from his almost read book. You were so caught up in your thoughts you hadn’t realised you had made it all the way home and through the front door. 

“Like I said, foot was perfectly fine” you smile at him. Could he tell something about you was different? Could he tell you knew something he didn’t?

“I have dinner ready, if you’re hungry” Joel moves into the kitchen to ready the table, guess he couldn’t tell. 

“That sounds great” you reply as you remove your shoes and boots. 

Dinner is pretty quiet between you both, Ellie wasn’t joining you tonight and was off with her friends. 

“So there was something I wanted to talk to you about” he sits back in his chair putting his knife and fork down. Joel begins tapping his foot and rubbing his hands along the top of jeans, a sign you knew meant he was uncomfortable or nervous. You feel your heart in your mouth, 'he knows’ you think.

“I wanted to tell you this before we got married but there wasn’t much time” he sighs. Growing impatient with your own nerves you push him to spit it out “Joel, what’s going on?”.

As far you were told since you met him - he and Ellie had met after her friend Marlene died. He from then on looked after her and they set on a path to get here to Jackson, where he knew his brother Tommy had created a safer community, somewhere Ellie could grow up. 

Joel leaps into the story, the real story that he never told you about Ellie being bitten, her immunity, trying to get her to the fireflies, what happened when he did, what he did and how he lied to Ellie. Once he finishes you sit for a minute, maybe more trying to let everything sink in. 

You sit forward and put your finger on the table, emphasising each word that comes out your mouth 

“You’re telling me, she has no idea what happened?” You ask.

“No I told her immunity meant nothing. I couldn’t let them - I saved her.” Joel says in a pleading tone.

“I can understand what you did Joel, I cant say I wouldn’t have done the same.  I love that girl… but to lie to her and to me” you trail off. It was all too much, knowing you were pregnant and being burdened with the knowledge of this too. You get up from your seat to put some space between you and Joel, he tries to follow but you put your hand out signalling him to stay put. 

“I didn’t want us to have secrets between each other, christ Y/N you’re my wife!” His voice breaks slightly. You look at Joel, his body stiff, his eyes watery and his hands shifting uncomfortably as he wants to reach out to you. 

“Oh so we can’t have secrets between us but its okay for you to pull me into this huge lie with Ellie? No” Your voice breaks and you start for the door.

You begin putting on your jacket and boots, “Where are you going baby?” He asks standing sheepishly in the doorway. 

“My sister’s, I can’t stay here right now. I will only say something I regret” you gulp. He protests, offering to sleep on the sofa, to give you space but you are resigned that you won’t be spending the night here. 

The Next Morning ____________

You wake up lying across from your sister, tucked under a blanker. You had sat up with her all night, of course you couldn’t tell her about what Joel had told you but you did let your other secret slip, you were pregnant. 

“It’s not so bad Y/N, I always wanted to be an aunt and you’d make a great mother. If that’s what you want of course” Molly said rubbing your arm.

“I know - It’s just been a shock and well Joel…” you decide to stop there, explain you’re tired and would like to go to sleep.  

Before either of you could get up there was a knocking at Molly’s door. She offers to go get it whilst you get dressed, you had patrol today with Joel and as much as you didn’t want to go, you would have to, how could you explain why you didn't want to? Molly answers the door to find Joel standing, looking tired and slightly dishevelled. 

“Morning Molly, Is she here?” He asks quietly. 

“She is, she’s just getting ready for patrol” Molly sighs. Joel replies with a simple okay and it falls silent between them for a bit as you head downstairs.

“You’re her husband Joel, you have to support her with whatever decision she makes. You got to look after“ you sharply make your way to the door so Molly cant say anymore. You thank her for having you for the night and you Joel set off on patrol in complete silence. 

When you finally reach the post and are signing in Joel finally breaks the silence “What was she talking about back there?” He asks leaning over the paper not making eye contact. 

“Molly? Nothing” You say dismissively looking out the window, the hills were covered in white snow. 

“You’re a terrible liar, Y/N. Always have been” Joel exhales and crosses his arms. His eyes staring at you waiting for you to break.

“At least one of us is” you mutter under your breath at him.

“Why don’t I get to lie like you hmm?” You question.

“I didn’t lie. I just didn’t tell your the truth” he says perching against the table. 

“Oh, pshh. You think you are going to get out of this on a fucking technicality?” You scold him and he has nothing to say again. You don’t know why but you just blurt it out “I am pregnant Joel”. Maybe it was out of anger or to get a reaction from him.

He uncrosses his arms slowly and puts his hands on the table to steady himself, he looks as shocked as you did last night. 

“And you didn’t think you should tell me? Now who’s been lying to who?” He blurts out.

“You Bastard! That’s different and you know it. I wanted to tell you - I was about to tell you before you dropped this bomb on me!” You shout waving you hands in exclamation. 

“I am sorry” Joel exhales placing the bridge of his nose between two fingers, shaking his head. 

“Do you want to keep it?” He asks quietly looking up from his hands, and for the first time you had to give an answer “I think so. Do you want this baby? Your opinion matters too”. You ask him. Were you mad at him? Furious. Could you forgive him? Eventually, in time. Did you love him? Completely, even when you were furious with him.

“I - It’s not exactly the ideal environment for a child…” he says almost as quiet as a whisper. 

‘Oh god’ you think, “You don’t want to do it, do you?” You sit yourself down on the seat at the table putting your head in between your legs… you feel you might be sick.

Joel sighs and crouches in front of you so as that he is looking up at you, “It’s not as simple as that Y/N, it’s not that I don’t want us to have it. I can’t think of anything better, its just in these circumstances… we really got to think this through”.

“I know that” you say finally lifting your head from your legs. 

“I love you” he smiles softly and all you can say is “I know”.  You head for home. 

A couple days later and you and Joel still hadn’t decided together what you were going to do. Yes you wanted to have the baby but not on your own and you didn’t want to force Joel into it either. He has left to meet with Tommy and Ellie outside of Jackson, something about Ellie needing new guitar strings. Things had been slightly off between Joel and Ellie but the last thing they would need is you getting involved. Looking at the clock you would have expected them back by now, it had been almost two hours longer than you would have expected.

“Where are they boy?” You ask Bruce who is sitting at your feet, tail wagging. You paced the house trying to find something to do for half an hour before you say “Fuck this” and head for the stables. You sneak in and take one of the horses, if Maria heard you were setting out on your own she would have stopped you. 

You find the usual path to the music store blocked off and Ellie and Joel’s horses tied up outside a hotel. ‘They must have tried to make their way through here’ you think. 

As you enter the hotel, you can hear gunfire from a far and make your way towards it just hoping you could make it to your family in time to help. You keep quiet to avoid any infected but move swiftly. You can hear Joel and Ellie now that the gunfire had stopped, their voices were slightly raised at each other. “Is there something else you’d like to rehash?” You hear Joel say in a stern voice. 

You are about to enter the room when an infected comes running at you in the hallway, you aim and put a bullet right through its head just as Joel and Ellie come busting out the room guns pointed in your direction. 

“What the hell are you doing out here?” Joel yells at you, “We could have shot you!”. 

“You two had been gone for way too long, I was worried you had ran into trouble. Obviously you did” you sigh putting your pistol back in your holster. 

“You shouldn’t be coming out here in your condition, what if something had happened?” He exclaims, he seemed pretty frustrated. Ellie is looking between you both confused “Her condition?”, but you don’t respond to her question and Joel gives her a look.

“Joel, enough nothing happened. We are all still in one piece” 

“I will sort the bodies to take back to Jackson” Ellie leaves you both in the hallway to talk. She is still in earshot, as if Joel would let her leave his sight otherwise but you lower your voice.

“Bodies?” you ask and Joel explains that he and Ellie had found the young couple that left Jackson.

“Oh, their poor families.” You whisper.

“Yeah and we are still in one piece for now but we still have to get back. Were you even thinking about the baby when you rushed out here?” He huffs with arms crossed.

“I thought - we haven’t even decided what we are doing yet. I couldn’t not come after my family thinking something had happened to you” You say taking a step closer to Joel.

“Lets just get back home” He turns on his heels and goes to help Ellie. 

When you arrive back home after breaking the news to the family of the kids you had found, you feel heavy and tired. Joel is still taking his jacket off when you crash onto the sofa, leaning back into the soft cushion comforting your sore back.

“You scared the shit out of me Y/N” Joel says from the hallway. You close your eyes and exhale deeply. There isn’t much more you could say on the matter, you would always protect Ellie and Joel.

When you open your eyes Joel is standing right in front of you “I wasn’t just worried about you… I - I was worried about the baby”.

That afternoon had been the first time he used the word ‘baby’ when talking about the situation. You stand up and take his hands “I am sorry. I didn’t mean to make you worry, alright”. 

“Y/N I think I do want this child. Today when I thought something might have happened to either of you” but Joel can’t finish that sentence.

“Really, we are going to do this then?” You couldn’t help but smile slightly.

“We are doing this” he says pressing his lips to your forehead.   

[turkisherlockian]

The Hat - Request [Benedict Cumberbatch x Reader AU]

Summary: Y/N is a young director who worked with and has a crush on Benedict Cumberbatch. He finds out that she used to write fanfictons about Sherlock and decides to give her a gift.

Word count: 1941

A/N: Happy birthday @shackleschains 🎂🎉❤️ I hope you like it! 😸

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''You never worked with Y/N before, have you?''

Benedict smiled and turned to Y/N. They developed a great friendship while working together, Y/N got on well with everyone and they all had so much fun.

''Yeah,'' Benedict said, ''I wish I met her earlier, though. She's a great director, she's energetic, magnetic, amazing...''

''Tell them something they don't know, Ben!'' Y/N nudged him and they all laughed, ''I'm just kidding...''

''No, seriously, that's what everyone thinks about you.'' He smiled.

''Aww... Thank you.''

''Alright, love birds...'' This made them both chuckle, ''So, Benedict, what was it like working with Y/N?''

''I had so much fun, it was great. She was great. She might be young,'' He grinned, teasing Y/N, ''But she has a brilliant mind and she's going to prove that in the film. Not that she needs to.''

The interviewer smiled as Y/N blushed, he turned to her, ''What was it like to work with Benedict?''

''You know, I'm known for my short films and this is my very first time directing a film, so I was really anxious because... Well, he is Benedict Cumberbatch!'' Benedict smiled as she continued, ''He's been very helpful, understanding... He's very clever! Just amazing. It was an honour to work with him, and I hope we can work together in the future, as well.''

''I hope that too, young lady.''

''I'm not that young!''

Benedict grinned, ''Yes you are, and that's great. You're a genius.'' He hugged her with his left arm, pulling her closer as she blushed.

''Well, turned into a complienting competition...'' Y/N grinned, ''Thank you so much. You're so kind.''

Benedict nodded with a smile, then turned to the interviewer who asked a question to Y/N again. ''We've been told that you're a Sherlock Holmes fan and you used to write fanfictions... Is that true?''

Y/N facepalmed as Benedict turned to her with a frown, ''Why didn't I know this?''

She pulled back, her cheeks burning. ''It's embarrassing!''

''No it's not!'' Benedict chuckled, ''It's adorable.''

Y/N rolled her eyes playfully, ''Alright... I was a huge fan. I wrote and read a lot, just like any teenager would do.''

''That's why it's not embarrassing, darling.''

''So...'' The interviewer interrupted them with a smile, ''You started filming things at a very young age, didn't you?''

''Yeah... I started with small things, really. I filmed my toys, my pets, making short clips, you know. Then I started filming nature and went to courses as I couldn't get accepted to a film academy. However, my short films got thousands of views overnight - which was crazy, and now here I am. And I'm so happy to be here.'' She smiled and turned to Benedict, which he replied with a comforting touch on her back.

The interviewer turned to Benedict, ''How would you describe your character, Benedict?''

Y/N couldn't focus on what he said as she watched him, he was beautiful. She could study his features as they were still so close to each other. His lips, eyes, eyelashes, beautiful skin and every single detail on it. She wanted touch him terribly.

''Y/N?''

''Huh? Sorry, I got distracted...''

''You must have been tired... Thank you for the interview, Y/N, Benedict, it's been fun!''

They shook hands as they got escorted outside, a car waiting for them.

Benedict got into the car after her and sighed, ''You're exhausted, aren't you?'' he asked with a smile.

''I am... How about you?''

''I'm shattered... As I'm old...''

Y/N chuckled, ''You're not old!''

Benedict shook his head with a grin, then turned to her. ''You'll get used to it. Interviews, fame, fans... Papparazzi and their cameras that follow you anywhere you go. But I need you to know that, Y/N, you're really good at your job. I didn't get the chance to say it properly earlier, but I really enjoyed working with you. I hope we do it again.''

She teared up quickly, feeling honoured. ''Thank you so much,'' she smiled, ''I feel the same way.''

Benedict nodded and smiled, squeezing her hand gently, ''I didn't say it to make you cry...''

''I know,'' She nodded and wiped her tears with her shirt's sleeves as the car got closer to the hotel. ''So... Are you free tomorrow?''

''Yeah. What for? I mean, doesn't matter why you asked, I just...''

He chuckled as the car stopped and he opened the door before getting out and giving her his hand. She took it with a smile as she sniffled, then got out of the car as well. ''Would you like to... Have dinner with me? In my room?'' He blushed, ''I mean, I have something to show you...''

Y/N nodded and smiled, ''I'd love that...''

They walked into the hotel together and got into the elevator. ''What time should I come?'' Y/N asked.

''I'll be back at around seven. How about seven thirty?''

''Sounds good...''

Silence filled the cabin as Y/N bit her lip, then it stopped and Benedict followed her outside. ''I'll see you tomorrow, then.'' He said with a smile.

''See you... Sleep well.'' Y/N smiled too and nodded, unlocking her room's door.

Y/N couldn't sleep, not at all. She kept thinking of what he was going to show her, what could it be? Also, she tried to avoid the embarrassment of the fact that she did write fanfictions and smut. People still knew even though she deactivated her account. And Benedict found out. He found out!

She was just a teenager, she had no idea that she could meet him one day, let alone work with him!

However, her eyes were aching and she was really tired, so she drifted off to sleel quickly.

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Y/N woke up to the sound of her phone, it was vibrating violently.

She sat up in horror and took it, unlocking it quickly. Y/N checked WhatsApp first to see what's going on.

Her friends texted her asking if Benedict and her were dating, the interview was posted on YouTube - that was surprisingly fast, and a photo of her looking at Benedict in love, was everywhere.

Y/N took a deep breath, everyone thought they were dating! Did Benedict know about it? If he did, how did he react? Would he be angry at her? No - she's done nothing wrong. Except for having a crush on him and looking at him like that...

She bit her lip and replied to her friends' messages, but didn't post anything online. She didn't know what to do, she didn't even have an agent or someone she could ask what to do. Maybe I could ask Benedict, she thought, but she was too embarrassed by the way she looked at him. What would he think? Did she ruin his reputation? Did he have a partner already? Y/N sighed and got out of the bed.

She put her phone away and turned it off.

Y/N had the whole day for herself until dinner if Benedict wasn't going to cancel it. She knew he wouldn't do such rude thing, but... She felt exposed. It was embarrassing. However, she wanted to look nice for him, so she spent an hour deciding on what she was going to wear. Y/N did her best to spend time, but there were still a few hours until dinner, so she turned her phone on and started reading what people think.

''I'll kill myself if they're not dating!!!''

''He's too good for her.''

''She looks so in love! I mean, who wouldn't?''

There were a few memes too, she was grinning and sending them to her friends before an unknown number called her. With hesitation, she picked up.

It was Benedict's PR team, asking her to not make a comment about the situation yet.

If his team knew, Benedict would know it too.

Thankfully, it was 6 PM and she could start getting ready. Y/N chose a white, puff sleeve and square neck summer dress and combined it with a chain necklace. She put on some makeup after getting her hair done, then checked her phone to see what time it was.

7 PM.

Time passed quickly as she tidied her room, and she put on her perfume before leaving her room right at 7:30.

Taking a deep breath, Y/N knocked on his door and smiled when he opened it.

Benedict couldn't take his eyes off her for a while, ''Hi, umm... Come in...''

''You look lovely...'' He said as he gestured her to take a seat.

''Thank you... So do you... Handsome, I mean. You look handsome. Not just right now, you always do, Oh God, please never compliment me again...'' Y/N blushed and covered her face with her hands as she sat down. Benedict chuckled, ''Thank you darling.'' He sat down in front of her, ''What would you like for dinner?''

Y/N hummed and shrugged, ''I don't know... You decide.''

''How about pizza? You love pizza.''

This made her smile. ''Sounds great.''

He got up to call for room service, then ordered her favourite. Y/N was fiddling with her fingers as Benedict came back, ''What's wrong?''

''Nothing... I mean, you heard about the rumors, didn't you?''

Benedict smiled, ''Do you really care about them? People always make assumptions.''

Y/N smiled too, Assumptions, she thought, but I do like you.

She sighed as he offered his hand. Y/N looked up at him in confusion. ''I'll show you something.'' Benedict said with a smile, then led her to the bedroom when she held his hand.

Y/N's heart was beating fast as she saw a gift box on the bed. Benedict picked it up and turned to her, ''This is for you.''

She was surprised, ''I... Why? I mean, it's not my birthday...'' Y/N chuckled mervously. ''You receive gifts only on your birthday? What a shame. Well, it'll change, darling. Now, open it.'' He said excitedly.

Y/N smiled and bit her lip, opening it. She looked up at him in shock, ''No.''

''Yes.''

She chuckled, can't believe her eyes. It was a deerstalker. The deerstalker that Benedict used, actually.

Tears welled up in Y/N's eyes as she put the box on the bed and took the famous hat out of it, touching it. She couldn't help but smiled as he spoke, ''I wanted to keep it after filming the last season.''

''This is the best gift I have ever received! Thank you!'' Y/N exclaimed as she hugged his neck on tiptoes, earning a chuckle from him and a warm hug back. ''You're welcome, sweetheart. I'm glad you liked it.''

Y/N pulled back but her arms were still on his shoulders, and she felt her cheeks burn as he looked into her eyes and then, at her lips. Y/N closed her eyes as she felt his soft lips on hers, feeling like she ran out of oxygen in a second. Benedict pulled back quickly for her liking, so she kissed him lovingly. ''I like you.'' she whispered, and then regretted it immediately. What if he told her he did not? It would break her heart.

However, Benedict grinned. ''I like you too.''

They kissed again and Y/N pulled back as someone knocked on the door. He let out a low groan, which made her wet, and then pecked her lips. ''It must be room service.''

Y/N nodded with a smile and followed him, the hat still in her hands. Benedict turned around with the tray to see her wearing it with a grin.

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After dinner, Y/N posted a selfie of them, her wearing the hat. Then they started reading comments together.

"He made her wear the hat!'' Someone commented, making a reference to Janine's words in the newspaper.

And in the end of the night, he did make her wear the hat.

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[kitakitsune]

we could try

kita.s 

genre: kitaxreader { fluf }

warnings: none

Having a crush with the cold-hearted volleyball captain of your school is hard, not to mention he is your senior too. You often find your self-hiding behind the gym door, watching as he and his members practising or sitting only two tables away from his team in the cafeteria. You always try to get close to him but never been bold enough to give him your love letter. In fear of the embarrassment and rejection, you admire him from far away.

And here you are today, peeking your head over the door, watching the team playing seriously. You never take your eyes off from Kita, the way he keeps his composure and seriousness is something to you. Getting lost in your thought, you didn’t realise someone was calling your name. 

“Oi (y/n). What are you doing in there?” your classmate, Suna Rintarou called you. Being startled by the sudden noise and attention, your eyes meet Kita and for the first time, you stare directly into his eyes. “Eehh!!! Um... i-i’m sorry” Blushing like crazy, you bow and runs away.

“Who’s that Suna? Is she yer girlfriend?!” ask Atsumu curiously, and here Osamu making an assumption, “I think so too, I’ve seen her almost every day, always watching us practice.” feeling annoyed Suna reply to the question “What? Of course not. She is my classmate, and her name is (y/n).” he remembers you were the girl who sits right behind him.“Really? She’s kinda cute, do you have her phone number?” Atsumu asks Suna playfully."Go get it yourself Atsumu, I don't have her number."

Kita, who has been watching them finally decided to speak up “Suna, can you ask her to be our assistant manager?” Everyone went silent, waiting for the captain to explain his sudden request. He continues while picking up the volleyball they use, “If she comes to watch us practice every day, it might be because she’s interested in volleyball, we also need an assistant manager for the team. Ask her to join our club tomorrow.” Suna can only answer with a nod, still wondering why he would let her be the new assistant manager.

The next morning, just as you place your bag in your seat Suna came and told you what the captain has request yesterday. “Kita-san told me to ask if you’d like to be our assistant manager” he said while rubbing his head. “But I don’t know anything about volleyball” you were confused as to why would he ask you to be their assistant manager. 

“It’s all right, I will teach you. You’ll get used to it” he said with a small smile and told you to come to the gym after the class ends. “I’ll introduce you to the team.” Having a fashback from yesterday, you don’t think you will meet them so soon, but you nod your head as a yes and prepare for the lesson.

Time goes so fast and finally, school is finished for the day. Trying to buy more time while preparing your heart from meeting the team you slowly walk towards the gym. You know quite a little bit about volleyball. Seeing Kita plays almost every day got you interested. You never really try to play, but you did pay attention to P.E. class and learn basic things. 

You finally reach the gym as you about to enter, a familiar group of boys already waiting inside. “Are, Is this our new assistant manager?" A tall boy with a blond hair snapped you out of your thoughts and approaches you. "Ah! Yes, I'm (y/n). Nice to meet you” you smile while you enter the gym and Suna introduce you to the team. 

After getting to know each other, the boys start practising and Kita called for Suna. You didn’t know what to do, so you were watching the team plays, no matter how much you saw them it still amazes you how great their teamwork is. “(y/n), because Ren-san went home early Kita-san will tell you what you need to do as our assistant manager.” Suna told you while putting away his phone and getting ready to practice.

“Shall we start then?” Kita looks at you with a warm smile and starts explaining what you need to do. You can’t remember much about what he says because you keep looking at his face. His voice is so warm and calming. “(y/n)-san, are you listening to me?” Kita said to you. “Yes...just a little bit” 

“You don’t need to be nervous. You will be doing this routinely” he tries to reassure you wich works a little. You continue to pay attention to him and start doing your task. After the boys finished their practice, you give them their water bottle and they thank you. Not long enough the practice finished and you all went home.

It's been a few weeks, you and the team getting along very well. Kita seems to be close to you too. Now you realise that despite his cold and strict persona, he is caring towards his members. Which makes you fall even more for him. Every time he plays, you are always amazed at how much he put his efforts in the game.

Once the coach told them to take a break, you approach Kita and gave him his water and towel with adoration in your eyes. This didn't go unnoticed by Suna and Aran. They encourage you to confess your love because it is his last year of high school and you might not see him again for a long time.

“You might want to think this (y/n).” Aran told you while you two sit together at the bench. “I know, but I don’t think he will accept it Aran-san. I’m afraid of getting rejected, I think I would be fine just being a manager.” he looks at you and say ”If you did confess your love, you will either be accepted or rejected. But if you did not confess, then you will get nothing.” Aran stod up and smile while rubbing your head and went to the locker room.

Practice ends and you went home. You think about this for a long time. You love Kita and if there’s a chace then might as well take it. You musterd up your courage and take your love letter from your drawer then put it in your bag. tomorrow you will give your love letter to him.

It’s already luch time, Suna told you that Kita was in the gym and you went there to give your letter. You’re so nervous and scared, what if he reject you? how will you faced him? you can only hope no one was there. You find Kita cleaning the gym alone and went up to help him. “Hello, Kita-san. Do you need help?” Kita stoped and greet you with a smile. “ah! (y/n), Thank you. Can you please collect the balls and put it in the store room?” you nod your head and start to work. 

After you finnish cleaning the gym, Kita handed you a milk box “Drink this, thanks for helping me” he sat beside you, so close that you can smell his colonge. How can he stay fresh everytime? You can feel your heart beating so loud. This is it, you are going to confess now. “Kita-san, I’m-” you hear a buch of noise outside the gym. “Oy Samu. WHat are ye doin’ there?” you whiped your head to look at the door, only to find the Miya twins and Suna in their jacket. 

“Shut yer crap Tsumu, can’t you read the situation?” Osamu slaped Atsumu’s head “Don’t mind us, we were just passing by just continue what you were about to do.” Suna said and walk away with Osamu. Atsumu rubs his head and glare at Osamu. “You too Samu, come with us!" Osamu drag him by his collar. 

“So, what were you about to say? (y/n)” Kita looks at you and wait patiently. “umn, It’s nothing Kita-san. Just forget about it” He look dissapointed "Really? Then there's something I wanted to tell you." He keeps staring at your eyes

"I like you (y/n)"

You're speechless "K-kita-san, please don't joke around." you can't believe what he said, It's unlikely for someone like you to be so lucky like this. "Since when did I joke about my feelings? It's true that I like you. I know that you're trying to get close to me and I find it interesting."

You were embarrassed and trying to hide your red face and feel a gentle pat on your head "Ah, you're so cute (y/n). Say, do you like me too? " Looking up you're face to face with him and finally say "Yes Kita-san, I've always adore you!" he smiles and hugs you. "Thank God, I thought you'd be scared and rejected me"

"How can you say things like that?" he chuckled and say "Well, maybe it's because I wasn't sure about your feelings?" oh please, you were head over heels for him. "Then I will make sure to show you more about my feelings!" he give you his charismatic smile.

Little did you both know, a group of boys were listening to your cute moments outside the building. "Young Love..." Aran sigh of relief "I thought (y/n) will confess first." Atsumu was dissapointed because he loses the bet with his brother "No way Kita-san would let her confess first. Samu, we've made a deal before, don't forget about that" Atsumu dropped his head "Yeah, yeah whatever"

-end-

Note:

Hello, I hope you enjoy my first story. Kita is one of my favorite character from Haikyuu and I wanted to give him more love by making this ff. Since this is my first time writing a fanficton I know it was not the best but I'll try to improve my self and my English. Thanks!

[bitemealiienboy]

Sonder | D!Master x F!Reader (Prologue)

Summary: The first instalment of a multi-part fic. Meet The Reader on her home planet of Gallifrey. After spending years in The Academy, her graduation day is in sight. But she’s conflicted on what she’ll do with herself after she leaves The Academy. At least she’s not the only one in her class who’s struggling to find her place. Her two friends are in the same predicament. The Master-post for this fanficton can be found here.

Word Count: over 1100

Warnings: mild violence, the reader is in pain for a short moment.

Notes: Okay, so I suck at writing summary. But what’s new? This is just a prologue. I mean what more can I say? Hope you enjoy, thanks for your support so far. I hope to post Chapter One next week, an exact date will be set after the weekend. 

“It’s such a perfect day          I’m glad I spent it with you.”  — Lou Reed

Gallifrey was a beautiful planet. Waking up to see the orange skies was something you never grew tired of. One of your favourite things to do was to find a nice spot on the ground and lay there for hours, watching the sky and feeling the soft and gentle breeze of the wind.

It was one of the ways you’d relax with your friends and spend your free time when you weren't studying at the Academy. Your time at The Academy was nearly up, a few more years and you would be graduating and becoming a productive member of Gallifreyan society, whatever that meant.

Your whole class seemed to know what they wanted to do once they graduated. You had no idea, well you and your two friends Koschei and Theta. Your collective indecisiveness was probably why the three of you were such good friends.

   “What name are you going to go by once you graduate?” Koschei asked, breaking you out of your daydream.

    “I don’t know,” you said. “Do you?”

    “I was thinking Master,” he said.

You and Theta let out a laugh. You both turned to look at Koschei, slowly stopping when you noticed that he wasn’t joking.

“Really? Master?” You couldn't help the critical tone of your voice as you asked the question. “Sorry. It’s just a bit—”

    “Just a bit what?” He asked.

    “Self-Important?”

“You think you can come up with a better name?” His defensive question was directed at you and Theta. 

“I never said I could,” you said. “Plus, there is no point doing this until I pass my exams.”

    “Fine, avoid the question. Theta?” 

“I’m not avoiding the question.” You said, quickly and rather childishly. 

“I was thinking Doctor,” Theta said, glancing over at you. You saw a slight sparkle in their eyes. 

   “I don’t like it,” Koschei quickly replied.

    “Says the one who wants to call himself Master,” you joked.

Theta started laughing with you. Koschei eventually joined in. You flopped back down on the floor. Watching the sky as you calmed down from your laughter.

   

There was a moment of silence. A moment of peace where the only thing that could be heard was the wind. Theta and Koschei would come to remember this as the quiet before the storm.

"You think you’ll ever leave,” Koschei said.

“If other planets are as beautiful,” Theta replied.

    “They are,” you smiled.

    “How do you know?” Koschei asked.

    “I just do.”

Both knew it had something to do with what you saw in the Untempered Schism. Your tone of voice said it all. It was much like how you and Theta would occasionally see Koschei tapping the same four beats when he thought no one was watching. You both knew it had something to do with the Untempered Schism.

You would often think back to that day. The day you were dragged out of your warm bed in the dead of night to see the Untempered Schism. The day you started The Academy. You would replay it in your mind, again and again. It was always the last thing you thought of when you went to sleep and the first thing you thought of when you woke up.

You saw the people of Gallifrey using all their advanced knowledge and technology to help other planets. You saw planets rise from ash and be born again. You saw such planets building themselves to greatness with the help of Gallifrey. You saw Gallifrey standing tall with other planets by its side as equals.

Only Theta and Koschei knew what you saw in the Untempered Schism. It was one of the first things you all shared with each other when you first decided you bunk of class. You would ask your teachers and senior members of The Academy why Gallifrey hasn’t tried to help another world. But you never got an answer. Maybe someone telling you to shut up or an apprehensive look. But never an answer. 

As you got older you guessed that the reason why you got those visions was so that you could bring about some change. Use what knowledge you knew to go to other worlds and help them. Perhaps bring some change to your home world. But how do you change a society that believes they’re perfect?

   

A shadow slowly came into view, the friends all slowly looked up to see what was casting it. Two much older and senior students from the Academy towered over them.

    “Y/N, you’re wanted inside The Citadel,” one of them said.

You let out a sigh, annoyed at whoever wanted you and disturbed you. You slowly got up from where you were laying and turned to face your friends.

    “Guess I’ll see you two later,” you said. Before following the two students towards The Citadel.

Once inside The Citadel you follow them down corridors and spiralling staircases you had never seen before. You couldn’t tell which part of the Citadel you were in, but you eventually reached a hidden away room.

    “Why am I wanted and by who?” You finally thought to ask as an unpleasant feeling started to settle in your stomach.

    “Just go inside,” one of the students said, harshly. He pushed open the door and you walked inside.

The only thing in the dimly lit room was a small chair and wooden table with some sort of head piece on. You began to feel uneasy again as you studied the headpiece.

    “What’s going on now?”

    “Sorry about this. Direct instructions.”

    “From who?”

The feeling inside your stomach grew stronger. You needed to leave. You ran for the door. It was a pathetic attempt as you were pushed back and knocked to the floor in the process.

Your head hit the stone floor hard. You let out a cry of pain. Your hand instinctively went to the back of your head. You tried to get up from off the floor but the throbbing pain in your head was too much. You groaned in pain.

You were pulled up from off the floor by the students. You struggled, kicking and screaming as they wrestled you into a chair. Your arms and legs were quickly tied to the chair, you tried to push against the restraints but it was no use.

    “What is this?” You asked again, your words were slurred as the pain continued to shoot through you.

There was no response. They placed something onto your head, you had no idea what it was. It felt cool against your forehead and the back of your neck.

    “What is that?” You asked.

    “This is only going to hurt a little bit, Y/N.” One of them said, but his tone of voice sounded anything but reassuring.

    “What are you doing?” You asked, panicking at his words. You began to struggle and pull at the rope tying it down again. Desperate to break free.

Then there was a loud click. You turned around, trying to see what it was. There was a louder buzz but before you could process it you let out a blood curdling scream.