#Allison x reader

[itsbuckytm]

A sleeping partner | Five Hargreeves

Summary : Small Prompt : In which the reader is sleep deprived and often sleeps when can even during the day.

Enjoy 🤍✨

• Sleep. A word none of the Hargreeves have been heard for probably a decade from now and so did you. After meeting the Sparrows, saving the world and with a god awful need of an appetite, technically finding a shelter to relax was the priority before going to paranoia. Thanks to Klaus’s help in guidance when he admitted knowing a place where it required a matress, a shower but most importantly a buffet and a bar. The hotel Obsidian it was.

• When checked in and with a god awful way of seducing the hotel’s clerk into thinking a nice watch could possible rant the family two rooms, with full beds. The family somehow find it rather peaceful to be able. Even if it meant to be stuck in an not so elegant place. After all, if it meant to decompress just for one night it wouldn’t kill anybody right?

• Five on the other hand for once, loved the idea of staying. In fact, his retirement felt quite nice for once. A nice shower, a bed and you what else could he ask for more. Not that he would’ve love to share a single room with one matress and without his brothers intertwining in his way, but seeing you so vulnerable while you slept next to him made him forget everything. So easily that he himself found himself at peace by embracing you closer into his warmth.

• During missions, Five glimpse at your direction at times to times to make sure you were okay. Often thinking that if he did leave you for at least two minutes, were to found you sleeping in whatever god’s forsaken place with no question asked. Either way, he knew that dealing with someone who required sleeping a lot was not only oddly and yet with the family he had, nothing surprised him at this point.

• Sometimes, when needed when for once required a break could found Five sitting in the lobby’s couches reading or working on whatever had come to his mind that day. A coffee in hand now cold by the slow drinker you are sat down to join him and silently admired him working. Weirdly enough he did enjoyed seeing you admiring him or even curiously glancing at time to time at the amount of work he did. Not that this was a sign for you to nudge him into spending more time with you, but also seeing your eyes sparkles every time you learned a new word got him to think he had never fell in love this hard. Not even with a damn mannequin.

• A busy Five also meant having to be patient. Which in contrary you weren’t. Mind you were also sleep deprived by the events and so, staying awake for even just a little while turned out to be nightmarish when out of boredom end up sleeping next to him. Heck sometimes, laid your head on his shoulders and leaned to have a petter position not trying to irritating him too much by his concentration.

• Five noticed right away. Often when he could not so long before seeing your eyes closing, smiled to himself into thinking how adorable you were. He would often also leaned to press a few kisses making sure you were comfortable before any of his siblings could catch him being lovey dovey. And if to happened, he made it damn sure that his siblings or anyone were to eat their own shits. As for you, at the end of the day when the work finally done, were to found sleeping calmly in each other’s arms finally able to relax without a mess in the world.

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[kizzer]

You're Fucking Pathetic | The Umbrella Academy x Reader FF

A/N: I know this is not a Spellotape part 3 but I just got done watching season 3 of the umbrella academy and i am FUMING.

warnings: MAJOR TUA SPOILERS FOR SEASON 3, cursing, manipulation, incest

part 2 | part 3 (coming soon)

 You had just returned from your life in the 60’s. It's been about a week and between Kugelblitz and Allison going rogue over the loss of her husband and child, you can’t handle anymore stress. Luther has been missing for days and so has Klaus. Diego has a kid and his “girlfriend” Lila is back as well. Everything was moving so fast. Too fast. You walked up to the Sparrow academy doors and knocked. Luther has been missing for a few days and because everyone is neck deep in their own shit they haven’t even gone to look. As soon as you are about to knock again the doors open up to reveal: Luther…in a Sparrow Academy uniform?

“Luther? What the hell are you wearing?” you asked.

Before he could answer “Ben” walked up to the door. “I mean, was he ever an umbrella?” he says, putting his hand on Luther’s shoulder. 

“Is that how you feel, Luther? Huh?” you say before you hear a car pull up. You turn around to find Allison getting out of the passenger seat and walking to the trunk. “Allison?” you say but she ignores you and lifts the trunk up to reveal Harlan’s pale, dead body all curled up. Allison killed him. Your heart broke for Viktor and for Harlan. That was his son and you couldn’t imagine how he would feel when he found out. “You killed Harlan?! Allison answer me!” She doesn’t answer and instead walks in with the rest of the Sparrow Academy. You follow Luther to go find Allison and when you guys do you both start questioning her.

“Did you tell him?” Luther asks.

“Who, Viktor? Not yet.” Allison says.

“Man, He is not gonna take this well.” you say sighing heavily

“I did what had to be done.”

“I'm just saying. Should’ve been a family decision.”

“And which family is that, Brutus?” You ask, crossing your arms.

“Nice uniform by the way. You look like an unpopped zit.” Allison says blowing cigarette smoke in your face. 

“Should we find you someone to talk to?”

“I'm fine. You’re the one having the identity crisis.”

“Oh, really? is “fine” what you call what you did to me at the hotel?”

“Whoa. What happened at the hotel?” You ask looking in between the two. “Someone answer me now!” You scream. Before anyone could answer Sloane comes in telling you all that Ben has called a family meeting.

“Both families. Do you think you could get your people to work together?” She asks.

Luther laughs, “Oh, you were serious.”

“I'm in.” Allison says as she shoves past you to the door.

“Y/n?”

“Not a chance. Not until everyone gets here.” You say walking into the living room. 

Everyone arrives at the Sparrow mansion. Except for Viktor. 

“Where is Viktor, Allison? Wasn’t he supposed to be with you?” you ask her.

“I left him at the diner.” She says before taking a puff of her cigarette.

“Un-fucking-believable. You are an honest to God asshole.” you say before Ben and Fei walk in.

“Welcome. Please make yourselves at home.” Fei says as she and Ben enter the room.

“Bitch this is our home.” Allison retorts. 

“Excuse me?” Fei says.

“Nothing. She didn’t mean it.” You say trying to stop an argument. 

“Where the hell is Klaus?” Diego asks.

“I don't know and to be honest I care just enough to worry but not enough to look.” You say, sighing deeply before closing your eyes.

“With our luck, probably Kugelblitze by now.” Five says which make you laugh a little.

“You’re a dark little dude sometimes.” Diego says.

“We don’t have time for idle chit chat. Everyone, sit down.” Ben says. 

It was so annoying and awkward to be there. You hated it. This was giving you flashbacks of your feelings towards everyone when you guys were younger. Them locking Viktor away in that basement. The first world apocalypse that you sometimes hate Viktor for but Blame Luther for. You can’t stand the Sparrows either. They are cocky and arrogant. They have no family unity. No love and only empty loyalty. Ben is an asshole and seeing his face makes you miss your Ben. it makes your heart ache and you can barely look him in his eyes half the time. He thinks you like him because of that. 

Ew..

“I feel like I'm sweating. Am I sweating?” Luther whispers to you and you reassure him that he is fine before he takes a seat by Sloane.

Ben starts the meeting. “Look, I know there’s been bad blood between us. Whatever. Bygones, right?” 

You scoff, “Whatever? Yall almost killed us. So no. Not whatever.” 

“Y/n. Shut your mouth.” Allison says.

You glare at her, “I am not talking to you Allison. So shut the fuck up.” 

Diego raises his hand and Ben asks him what he wants. 

“If I kill you, will we get our Ben back? Hypothetically.” he says with a smile.

it made you and Fei laugh. Ben? Not so much lmao.

“Keep talking, and your hand won’t be the only thing bleeding.”

“Okay, if the testosterone twins are done, i’d like to get back to a plan.” you and five say at the same time. 

“Where is he?” Viktor says walking into the middle of the room. You felt so bad you couldn’t even look at him.

“Viktor…” You say, soft and low.

“What did you do to Harlan?” He says turning to Ben. 

“They didn’t do anything. I did. I killed Harlan.” Allison says. 

“What? i..i don’t understand.” Viktor says, voice shaking. “Why?”

“Because he didn’t deserve to live.” Allison said. 

“What? Because they said so? You don’t have to listen to them.” 

“20 bucks on the little one.” Ben whispers to you and Five.

“Shut up ya bone head.” You say but Five takes him up on his offer.

“They don’t get to tell us what to do.” Viktor continues. “You coulda talked to me. We could’ve figured out something else.”

“So, what, you could lie to us again and take his side?” 

 “That’s not what happened.” 

“Oh, no, that’s exactly what happened.” Allison says.

“I know Harlan killed all of our mothers.” Allison continues.

“What?” 

“Whoa.” 

“Who told you that?”

“Harlan. After you lied about it to my face.” 

“Is that true, Viktor?” Diego asked, “Harlan started all this?”

“Yeah, but he didn’t mean to hurt anyone. He--”

“How do you know?” Five asked.

“Because he knew him. He was a harmless kid who was abused by his father. He wasn’t like us until Viktor saved his life at the lake. You guys know this. That was Viktors kid at some point.” You speak up, looking between Allison and Five. 

“I screwed him up. And if you need anyone to blame I'm right here.” Viktor says, looking at Allison.

“What makes you think I don't?” 

“This wasn’t about saving the world…” Viktor starts.

“This was about you hurting Viktor?” You say looking at Allison.

“Payback for--” Viktor starts.

“For what? Go on. Say her name.” Allison says, standing up and getting all in Viktors face. You sit closer to the edge of your seat just in case you need to whoop Allison's ass. 

“Did killing Harlan bring Claire back?”

“Did protecting him bring Sissy back?”

“It was just as personal for you.”

“I didn't kill anyone!” Viktor yelled.

“But you risked everyone! Do you know what that felt like? Watching you fight harder to protect the man who helped destroy my daughter than you ever did to bring her back?” 

“I don't know how to bring Claire back. Okay? No one does. But I was there for you. I tried.” Viktor said.

“To do what?” Allison said, “Help me grieve? God, this whole family is so quick to tell me to suck up my pain and so worried about fixing yours!” 

“Allison, choose your next words carefully.” You say, feeling your anger rising. 

“Somebody had to pay because you never seem to.”

“Destroy the world, kill pogo, almost kill me,and for what? So we can all run around and clean up your mess?” Allison says, “I'm sick of it.”

“Take it easy Allison.” Five says.

“Okay, i--”

“Shut your mouth!” Allison yells, rumouring Viktors mouth closed. 

Viktor starts to struggle for breath and you start to stand but five holds your hand tightly. Tears start to swell in your eyes because only you know how Victor feels about the past. How even after all these years he still blames himself for everything and how deeply he hates himself. 

“Every time I build a new life for myself, You end the world and take it from me!” Allison yells in Viktors face. 

“All right, that’s it. Knock off the power shit, Allison.” Allison lets Viktor go and you rush to his side, patting his back and glaring at Allison. 

“We should’ve left you in the basement.” Allison whispers to Viktor but you heard her and you turned around and slapped her. Hard.

“Viktor, go find a place to lay down. I'll be behind you soon.” You tell Viktor, giving him a reassuring smile. 

“Y/n….don’t. it’s fine--”

“Go.” You tell him. It's been awhile since you have been feeling this way and it’s about time you get it off your chest. He looks at you a little longer before walking away. 

“Are you alright?” Five asks Allison.

“Is she alright? Are you seriously asking HER right now?” you scream.

“Y/n..i was just asking.” Five starts.

“You know” You chuckle, “i don’t give a shit! Okay, Allison? Claire isn’t here! She was never going to be here! You wanna know why? Because this isn’t our home!”

“Harlan didn’t help destroy Claire. She never should’ve existed anyway. You never should have had your life anyway.” You got closer to her face. 

“All your life you manipulated your way to happiness. Rumoring your sister so she forgot she was one of us, rumoring the press so you could feel better about yourself,rumoring your husband into loving you, rumoring Claire.” Next thing everyone knew she pushed you and you powered up your electricity. The sky turned dark and the ground started shaking. Everyone was screaming at you to calm down but you drowned them out. Your adrenaline was running high and Allison's face was pissing you off.

“Y/n calm down!” Luther screams at you.

“You are pathetic! You put everything on Viktor but if we hadn’t locked him up for most of his fucking life not once but TWICE, then maybe he wouldn’t have fucking exploded!” You scream tears flowing down your face.

“You have no right to blame anything on Viktor. You lost your family the moment you used your power to get everything in your worthless life.” You took a deep breath and looked at her in her eyes, “You rumored him to forget his identity every day of his life…Even when he wanted space you tried to rumor him into going home with you when he obviously didn’t want to. So what, he sliced your throat? You let your lover sibling Luther lock him in that hell hole.” You scoff and walk away.

“Honestly Allison. Grieve your husband and daughter in your own way but leave Viktor the fuck alone before I seriously fuck you up. You are embarrassing yourself.

#the umbrella academy #umbrella acedmy #five hargreaves x reader #allison hargreeves #umbrella academy klaus #allison x reader #klaus hargreeves #luther x reader #diego x reader #umbrella academy x reader

[potatobugxo]

OKAY GUYS

I AM GONNA WRITE FOR BATDR LESS GOOOOOOOOOO

REQUESTS ARE BACK OPEN FOR BATDR ONLY

#batdr #bendy and the dark revival #ink bendy x reader #allison x reader #alice angel x reader #boris x reader #tom x reader #sammy x reader

[yanderetheumbrellaacademy]

I know Allison isn't the best character, but god please indulge me

Hmm....

She is very possessive. You are hers and no one else can have you

She hates being away from you. It literally destroys her. She can't breath without you. She feels like she will die every time she's away from you

With her possessiveness, she is controlling as well. They tie together, because she has to know where you are, what you're doing, who you're with, etc. She's scared you'll find someone better

Season 1 Allison would use her powers on you. She'd feel guilty, but she'd still do it. Season 2 wouldn't use it on you, because she's seen the consequences of her actions, plus she wants true love, not some facade of her own doing; It's not real. Season 3 Allison will use it if she thinks it's the best thing for your relationship. She's already lost to much and she can't lose anymore

Gets extremely jealous if you're with anyone that's not her, even if it's one of her co-stars

Hell, they don't deserve to look at you, no one does

She's very protective of you and if anyone tries to hurt you, they're gone. She'll rumor them to k!ll themselves or for them to die. If they threaten you, she'll rumor them to suffer

She loves cuddling with you and holding you in her arms

She'll sing to you. Kind of like she would her child-

Speaking of children, she wants kids with you, whether it's biological, adoption, or surrogate, she doesn't care. She just wants something you both can raise together to blend you both together

It's the most beautiful thing you both can do in her mind

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[sardonic-the-writer]

───── ❝ daddy's home ❞ ─────

the hargreeves having a transgender partner would include | various x reader | headcanons

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[unadulterated-syd]

Never let her down.

Warnings: 1 Pervert, angry Allison, and non-canon plotline!!

A/n: This one's poorly written, I was lovesick for Allison and needed it out as soon as possible.

God, this wasn't how this was supposed to happen. When you friended Allison Argent the last thing you expected was for you to find yourself on your knees for her, and you definitely didn't expect to be envious of Scott McCall.

And that's why you were sat in her car as she called Scott over and over again, so much for movie night huh?

"Scott c'mon pick up, pick up!" She groaned slamming her head against the steering wheel while you watched her, un-phased. "Don't give me that look.. Im desperate." She looked at you, seemingly tired of not being able to get a hold of him, and tired of your un-sympathetic look.

"Desperate for what? Him to come over, hook up with you, leave and never call again because he's out with his buddies? Or for him to come over, try to call you 10 times, and you decide to give up on him for a month. It never works Allison, can't you see that?"

You were left in the dark on the whole werewolf thing, you far from knew the troubles the two got through, and all you saw was a toxic high school couple. Worse of all you were in love with one of them.

"It's complicated Y/n.." She sighed, about to continue when her phone went of, "Finally!" She picked up, Scott saying something that freaked her out, but you didn't pay much mind.

You hated Scott, not that he did anything wrong. Allison loved him, and you loved her, more than anyone could ever love anyone. It wasn't fair to you.

Without a word to you Allison started driving, seemingly to where ever Scott was. You didn't say anything, this happened often, though usually she'd take you home first. But she didn't this time.

When you pulled up to a lot in the forest you felt yourself grow even more confused, "I do not want to watch you have sex, Argent." You trailed off, as she opened her door, concerned.

You got out as well, shutting your door, and immediately growing even more confused as you saw Scott, Isaac, Stiles, Derek, Boyd, and a girl you'd never met. "What the hell.." You mumbled to yourself.

"Scott what the hell, you're perfectly fine." She yelled at him, of course.. he must've told her he was in danger. "Listen Allison, I just needed you to get here quick."

"Well that means Y/n has to be here-" she reached out her hand, offering it, she was trying to make Scott jealous, and you were going to comply. You took her hand looking around the woods, confused as to why they were even here.

"That's.. fine." Scott looked at your hands before sighing, and continuing. "We need a favor, Cora hates everyone, and Lydia said no-" You looked at him raising a brow, as Allison tilted her head. "What favor do you need, Scott."

Scott explained a situation where they needed information from some perv in a club nearby, they needed a decoy to get him to spill and Allison was there final option. "I'll do it." You mustered up, getting many confused looks

"Y/n why-" You cut Allison off, "So you don't have to, alright?" You gave a glare to the group of boys in front of you, before letting go of Allison's hand and climbing back into her car.

"Y/n why did you do that? We could've both said no and just watched a movie-" Allison sighed as she started the car, preparing to follow Scott. "You would've said yes Allison, you always say yes to Scott. There was no movie night, I just want to get this over with without a lecture."

That left her quiet, neither of you talking until you got there. Lucky for you, you'd already dressed up a little bit, attempting to gather Allison's attention, which didn't work obviously.

You climbed out of the car, and sighed, as Scott gave you a run-down. "Ask about a his job, it's discrete but itll also open a lot of doors, and ask about drugs, see if he has any-" You nodded, "Got it. He that old guy in there?" You pointed, and Scott nodded wishing you good luck.

You made your way over to the older man, sitting besides him, as you ordered a strong drink, knowing this would gather his attention. "Make that two darling." He flirted with the bartender, before turning to you, "You're hardcore aren't ya' girly?"

"Guess you could say that. My jobs made for a girl who likes it rough." You bit your lip, though it disgusted you to do this, you just had to imagine Allison. You were protecting her.

"Rough aye..? You don't say.. you'd take a liking to my job, sweetheart." He used a finger to twirl a piece of your hair, "You're looking nice tonight, doll."

"What kinds job you say you were working, hun. A job for a girl who likes it rough?" You raised a brow as you're drink came in. You picked up the shot and swallowed it down in one go. "Drugs and money sweetheart, lots of bargaining for a lil girl like yourself."

"Drugs..? You got any on sale now big guy?" You looked at him, with a drunken smile, forcing yourself to look more drunk than you were. "What're you willing to pay."

"What're you willing to sell for?" You wrapped your arms around his neck, god this was gross to you. He was older than your dad. It only got worse when his hands moved onto your waist.

You swallowed his drink down, trying to make this less disgusting for you, but your savior called.

"Get your hands off her!" Allison grimaced as she pulled you away from the guy, pulling you behind her, "She's underaged you Prick." The man gulped, putting his hands up, "Look whatever you want just dont-"

Allison's face grew even darker, "The plans. Now." The man jumped, "This was a set-up!-" He looked frustrated, but it was genuinely impressive how red he turned.

"Yeah well, you put your hands on an underaged girl and I want those plans. A deal is a deal, take it or leave it. I will get those plans." The man fumbled and threw her the plans nervously. "Good boy." She grimaced

Allison wrapped her hand in yours and pulled you outside with her. Scott followed the two of you trying to reason, which only made Allison even more angry.

"There's your stupid plans, Scott! Don't even try to explain this to me-" She threw the plans at him, "Enough is enough, you dragged Y/n into this and scared the shit out of me for what? An old man to give you plans you could've threatened him for?"

She rolled her eyes and pulled you to her car, getting a now tipsy you into the car before getting in herself, and taking the two of you home.

"What were you thinking Y/n, if you drank any more you would've been drunk. He would've taken advantage of you." She lectured, glancing between you and the road. "I had if Aliss. I would've been fine. Why'd you even step in."

She looked at the steering wheel, you struck a nerve there somehow. She sighed, and pulled the car over, into a little wooded pull off area for privacy, "You want the truth?" You nodded, "Promise not to let this get weird?"

You held out your pinky offering a pinky promise, which she took. "It doesn't mean anything.. I think. But I got jealous. I kinda just wished that was us instead of you and some old perv.."

You sat up, "Jealous? God Allison I'm jealous everytime I see you and Scott." You grumbled, the little bit of liquid luck in your system kept your brain from shutting her out.

"Of me and Scott..? Y/n do you-" She looked at you her eyes widening. "Duh! Aliss I follow you no matter how stupid it is, I flirted with that old guy because I was scared to see my own reaction if you did it! I hate Scott because he has you and I don't. Allison I have loved you since the day I first laid eyes on you. That's why I dress up, and that's the reason I'm still sitting here everytime you ditch me. You've got me wrapped around your finger and you don't even know it."

She stared at you, in awe, as she bit her lip. She didn't want to admit to herself that she loved you, but she knew she fell just as hard as you, she just denied it.

"I'll break it off with Scott later.." She whispered, before leaning over the center console and pressing her lips to yours. They were like puzzle pieces, and you wished you could stay together forever.

Your hands found her cheeks, and hers found your sides, pop music playing in the background. It wasn't supposed to happen like this, but you wouldn't change it for the world.

"Alli.." You whispered, pulling away as you pressed your foreheads together. "That was.. awesome."

"W.. We should get back.. to yours tonight." It instantly clicked in your head that she wanted more, your house being the safe haven with no parents. "Y-yeah.. okay."

The ride back was silent, your hands having made their way together on the center console as music played in the background. God this was the longest ride home ever.

But as soon as the door was shut, and the world couldn't see the two of you, your dreams came true.

Allison pulled you to the couch, pushing you down, "This okay?" You pulled her on top of you, pulling her legs onto either side of you. She smiled and grabbed your face pressing your lips together once more.

God you never wanted to be a cheater. But this was all you could've wanted.

And when you woke up in between your beds sheets, Allisons face pressed into you neck, her arms wrapped around you, suddenly all the guilt slipped away.

You knew you'd never let her down. Not like he did, not like her mom would, not like the world had. You would protect her.

#allison argent #teen wolf #allison x reader #sapphic #scott mccall #stiles stilinski #derek hale #isaac lahey #angry love confession

[djljpanda]

Hi there! I’ve read quite a lot of your posts and I think they’re amazing. So, I was wondering if you could possibly write a Alastor one shot (or headcanons) in a relationship with a fem! Reader who’s like Alice Angel? Look wise as well (From BATIM).

If you could that would be amazing. If not that’s completely fine! Thank you and have a great day :).

Alastor X Fem Alice Angle Reader

Now there are two sides of you a very sweet and kind soul then there is your manipulative side that would do anything to get what you want

Now Alastor loves when you sing and even has your songs in the radio

Now when you call yourself an angle many just laugh but Alastor calls you his sweet angel darling

Now you and Alastor have duets, singing and dancing you both love doing

Alastor loves you look and how soft you are and thinks it’s cute the way ink looking stuff comes down your face

You love when Alastor calls you beautiful and yes he likes to remind you as he hates of how much you think that you aren’t so yes you are his beautiful angel

If your song is about to come on he would call you call you the “Angel of hell” “demon sent from heaven”

Both of you are always seen smiling no matter the scene but you are usually the first to turn your face into a scowl

But I do believe out of the both of you you are less harsh while Alastor can be a bit more extreme

If you ever have a singing gig, like singing at a club Alastor would be front row

You are usually praising Alastor and while he doesn’t admit it Alastor loves when you talk about how great he is

I would have to say that you are the one that told Alastor about the Happy hotel that yes you may call yourself an angle but your delusional self wouldn’t go that far so you and Alastor both agreed to go check it out and wanting to see how much a sinner can fail once again

You do usually help Alastor while he is on the radio and he likes the here some of your opinions

Overall I honestly like this dynamic a sweet but yet manipulative girl with her sadistic boyfriend/husband

You two are the power couple of hell and say that you can even rival Lucifer and Lilith

#hazbin hotel x fem reader #hazbin hotel x reader #alice angel #fem reader #hazbin hotel alastor x reader #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel alastor #alastor x reader #alastor hazbin hotel #Alastor hazbin hotel x reader #helluva boss x reader #hazbin hotel x female reader #helluva boss #hazbin hotel #bendy and the ink machine #allison angel

[writinghargreeves]

i love how Smart klaus is. his siblings and reginald tend to treat him like a clown who doesn’t know what he’s doing, but he consistently makes intelligent decisions they wouldn’t have though to make. like when he jumped onto the bison instead of getting kugelblitzed. he understood that it would just straight up wipe him from existence, and he wouldn’t be able to go to the other place. i love it he’s so smart

#the sparrow academy #the umbrella academy #the umbrella academy season three #umbrella academy #klaus hargreeves #tua klaus #tua s3 spoilers #tua s3 #tua spoilers #tua season 3 #tua #klaus hargreeves x reader #luther hargreeves #diego hargreeves #allison hargreeves #five hargreeves #tua five #ben hargreeves #viktor hargreeves #marcus hargreeves #fei hargreeves #alphonso hargreeves #jayme hargreeves #sloane hargreeves #christopher the cube

[hihomeghere]

Insomniac

Word Count : 1.8k Summary : Five has trouble sleeping and when he does sleep it's anything but peaceful. After a nightmare he craves your touch to remind him you're okay. Warnings/Tags : Talk of nightmares, insomnia, smut, piv, cursing, allusions to violence, use of y/n, Aged up!Five

Happy Valentine’s Day <3

Whether or not Five wanted to admit it he was an insomniac. Blame it on his heightened survival instincts from the apocalypse, or the commission. Whenever it was time to relax and go to sleep, Five felt more wired than ever. Which led to you normally finding him in the strangest positions when he finally crashed. Whether that be hunched over the kitchen table, cold coffee in a mug next to him. Sometimes you’d find him slouched in a chair, a blanket draped over him by one of his brothers. Your favorite was when you’d be watching a movie together, his eyes slowly closing, he’d mumble something along the lines of, ‘just resting his eyes for a second’ before he’d be snoring on your shoulder. A sure sign that he was still an old man in a young man’s body.

It’s not like he didn’t try to sleep. Every night you’d both climb into bed, you’d lay your head on his chest, the soft beat of his heart lulling you to sleep. He’d lay awake, his mind constantly churning. He’d gotten so desperate at one point he’d tried to follow the meditation video Klaus had lent him. Although listening to some lady stoned out of her mind telling him to breathe deep only agitated him further.

On the nights where Five did fall asleep it was anything but peaceful.

Five screamed, waking you up as you all but jumped out of your skin. Five sat up in bed, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his breathing erratic. You sat up, the sheet pooling around your waist.

“Five?” You whispered your hand lightly grazing his back. He jumped, turning to you like a cornered animal. His lips pulled back in a snarl, wide eyes glaring at you. “Hey,” You pulled back watching the gears turn behind his eyes, guilt washing over him as he realized you weren’t a threat. “Hey it’s ok, you’re ok.” He leaned forward resting his head on your shoulder as you wrapped your arms around him. His heart was beating like a small animal against your chest.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” He mumbled, his head resting in the crook of your neck. Hot tears wetting your collarbone.

“It’s ok, it’s ok.” You soothed, your hand traveling up to his head. You ran your fingers through hair, lightly scratching his scalp. He let out a shuddering breath, loosening his grip around your waist. “Do you want some tea?” You asked, you had been trying to help him kick his coffee addiction.

“Coffee.” He mumbled, sighing into your neck.

“Ok, let’s get some coffee.” You said peeling the sheets off the two of you. He sat up, swinging his legs off the side of the bed. You grabbed your robe off the floor, wrapping it around your body. Five stood by your bedroom door, bleary eyed. You took his hand leading him down the stairs to the kitchen. You looked at the clock as you passed the oven, 2:35. You internally sighed slipping your hand out of Five’s grasp. He pulled out a chair, grimacing as it scraped across the tile floor. You walked over to your new Keurig, Five’s birthday present. You popped one of the pods in before shutting the lid. You walked over to the kitchen cupboards, pulling out a mug and setting it in the Keurig. The smell of coffee filled the air as Five got up from his seat. He walked up behind you, resting his head on your shoulder. His arms wrapping tightly around your waist, pulling you back against his chest.

“Do you want to talk about it?” You asked, reaching up to wrap your hand around his neck. You had both been trying to be more open about your pasts. Which meant having these uncomfortable conversations.

“Just-” He sighed, “Just stay with me for a minute, dearest.” You nodded slightly swaying as you both stood in the kitchen. Five loosened his grip around your waist, reaching past you to pick up his coffee cup. You leaned against the counter, pulling your robe closer around your body. He held the mug in one of his hands, leaning his head back against the cupboard cabinet. He let out a sigh before taking a sip of his coffee. “You’re staring.” He mused, turning to look at you.

“I’m just-” You sighed, shrugging your shoulders, “I’m worried about you.”

“Don’t be.” He said with a tight lipped smile. You raised your eyebrows, crossing your arms.

“I know you better than that.” You said a small smile pulling at your lips as you shook your head.

“Then you know what it was about.” He huffed, bringing the mug to his lips.

“A or c?” You asked, looking down at your feet. You had invented a code between the two of you, A for apocalypse and C for commission. While you couldn’t relate to being stuck in a post apocalyptic world, you were all too familiar with the inner workings of the commission. The killings you both carried out plagued your dreams as well. Your hands had been stained long ago.

“C.” He answered. The commission. Well that narrowed it down.

“Real or not real?” He hesitated, sneaking a glimpse toward you before raising his gaze toward the ceiling.

“Not real.” He said before clearing his throat. You walked over to him, laying your hands on his cheek. He avoided your gaze keeping his eyes lo

“Was it about me?” You asked, pushing his head slightly with your hand to get him to look at you.

“Yeah.” He said clenching his jaw, his eyes darted away from yours. You waited for a moment, to see if he would say anything more.

“I’m right here.” You whispered after a moment had passed, “I’m right here and I’m ok.”

“I know,” He leaned forward his lips finding your neck, he breathed in your sweet scent. The tiniest hint of sweat from the night. His hands found your hips, pulling you against him.

“I need you.” He breathed against your neck, leaving open mouthed kisses.

“You have me.” You sighed, leaning your head back offering him your neck.

The world spun and the temperature dropped as Five blinked you both back to your room. It took a second to get your bearings before your knees hit the bed. You allowed Five to lay you down, his long fingers curling under the waistband of your pajama pants. He pulled them off, while you pulled your shirt over your head.

“So gorgeous.” He murmured, kissing up your stomach. You sighed contently, melting under his touch. He pulled away briefly, pulling his shirt off and stepped out of his pajama bottoms. Leaving both of you in your underwear. He lifted your hips up off the bed, his fingers curling into the waistband on your panties as he pulled them off. Your body buzzed with anticipation as you watched him take off his boxers. He climbed forward onto the bed, slotting himself between your legs. You grabbed the back of his neck pulling him forward into a kiss as the head of his cock found your entrance. Tasting the bitter coffee on his tongue as slipped inside with the familiar ease of a lover. You gasped into his mouth, feeling every inch of him as he pressed inside you.

“There you are.” He sighed against your lips, his own curling into an easy smile.

“Five-“ You moaned, gripping his shoulders as he slowly started thrusting inside you. He never left your cunt, hips rolling against yours. Your legs wrapped around his hips, keeping him as close as possible. Your moans and the sweet sound of skin slapping against skin filled the air. You looked up at Five, his eyes bore into yours. You felt a bit shy under his gaze, your eyes darting away.

He stilled, laying his forearms beside your head as leant over you. He covered your body with his own, his hand turning your head so you would look at him.

“Let me see you.” He said softly, nosing against your cheek.

It was moments like this that made you feel like a normal person. Moments when it was just the two of you in the world, two becoming one. He reached down, grabbing your thigh, his fingers squeezing the soft flesh. “You feel so good.” He mumbled, pumping in and out of you at an agonizingly slow pace. He was taking his time with you tonight, that much was clear.

Your heels dug into his butt, trying to pull him closer to you. He let out a small laugh, his teeth glinting in the moonlight. He slowed, his hips creating a low drag into your cunt with every thrust. His pubic hair rubbing against your clit in a delicious way that had you clenching around him. A low whine pulling its way out of your throat, as he propped himself up.

“You like that doll?” He whispered, his cock rubbed at your walls in deliberate strokes.

“Mmhm.” You nodded tears springing to your eyes as you bit your lip. Your body craved more, more stimulation, more Five. “Please.” You whined, your hands digging into his shoulders, leaving small crescent shapes in their wake.

“Please what?” He asked tilting his head as he leaned down, nipping and sucking at your neck.

“More, I need more please.” You said bucking your hips up to gain and friction.

“As you wish.” He said, his breath fanning across your neck as he snapped his hips into yours. You moaned, your eyes rolling back into your head as he set an excruciating pace. He sat back on his heels, pulling you down the bed with him. He slammed into you, leaving you a moaning mess under him. You grabbed his thighs, nails dragging down his pale legs. Your body buzzed as you neared your high, breasts bouncing as he drove into again and again.

He watched you, picking up subtle signs your orgasm was approaching. Your toes curled as he reached between your bodies, rubbing deliberate circles on your clit.

That was enough to send you over the edge, you spasmed around him, your nails digging into his thighs as you cried out. Tears slipping down your cheeks.

“That’s it.” He smirked, breathing hard. He was getting sloppy as he neared his peak. You continued to ride out your orgasm as his came crashing down.

“F-Fuck.” He groaned spilling into you, his hips stuttering as he painted your insides. He lowered his body onto yours, laying his head in the crook of your neck as he interlaced his fingers with yours. You both breathed hard, letting your heart rate come down.

“How do you feel now?” You asked breathlessly, squeezing his hands.

“Much better.” He nodded, kissing your neck. “Thank you.”

“Of course.” You said pulling your hands away to wrap them around his sweaty body.

Needless to say, Five slept through the night

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[itstheghostofmypast]

*At Luther's wedding*

Y/N: Bet you three shots he'll cry.

Five: I bet you four he'll throw up.

Y/N: I bet you two shots we'll pull through this too.

Five: seven that we'll all die, love.

Lila: Do they realise this is called alcoholism?

Diego: Shhh...just watch

Y/N: Two shots say you'll be kissing me tonight.

*Five takes two shots, smirks at her blushing face*

Lila: wtf?

Diego: It's giving love.

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[itsbuckytm]

The Umbrellas reacting to your mental health :

The Umbrellas reacting about your mental health, when you accidentally spilled it out by making a few jokes until one day they realized the matter is more serious then they thought.

Enjoy!! 🤍🍒

Luther :

Poor boy. Not only does he have daddy issues but being separated from the world to go live on the moon, for god knows how long. Luther wasn’t the best at noticing people’s emotions, even helping or comforting others. Until one day, drunk as a skunk while everyone was doing whatever they did to relax. Jokingly admitted about your depression. At first, he thought to himself he might’ve been hearing just complete nonsense but when he glances knowing you weren’t joking this time. Luther became the big ol’ bear he once and always was, it was the best decision to take care of you no matter the consequences. For him, seeing his siblings or anyone close to him in that kind of state devastated him more than anything else. So Luther the big ol’ bear to service it went.

Diego :

Awkwardly enough with public gatherings or even expressing any emotions. Once locked up in the asylum he had seen crazy. Not that his family was either, but he did not take the information in surprise or shock. Almost to think that he was the one depressed until he found Lila. You on the other were more impacted by Ben’s death than anyone else. Seeing him now back alive and more of an asshole than he truly was, you never left the hotel since. Often making rude remarks when your siblings were asking you a simple question. Having no little interest in helping, Diego noticed it soon enough. Not making a fuss about it, to worry the others he tried when he could steal food at the buffet and sneaked into your room, offering his best cuddles. Seeing you in this kind of state, killed him more than he thought. And would do anything to help. Even if it meant using a few knives on anyone who dared to come your way. Or worse, bring your trauma with disrespect. 

Allison :

Being the mother she was and still is. The mother figure of Allison took it upon her more than she could. Noticing your odd behaviours, she quickly took you under her wings. Not being able to see her own daughter killed her more than anything else, so seeing even one of the youngest acting in such a way, devastated her even more. You remembered of her daughter, she once said. And since then, every morning, when could got your favourite food in order to cheer you up. Making a hot bath during thought times, letting you cry into her arms before falling into a deep slumber. Aside from the motherly figure Allison took on you, you enjoyed the care and admittedly said to Allison that she was the mother every kid would love to have. Which weirdly, impacted stronger your bond as siblings.

Klaus :

Being chaotic as he was, mental health was not his forte. Not that he tried to be sober once, forming a cult even, but deep inside Klaus, he did have a heart. Unlike his father’s treatment seeing or witnessing one of his siblings acting in such a manner alarmed him right away. He knew however, he wasn’t the best at comforting and often laughed in union when you took a couple of drinks, to decompress and confront about you two’s mental state. Knowing the family’s event he was aware of mind you the state of mind. Not that you were showing any symptoms of course but many signs did show slowly which grew a silent concern on Klaus. Often asking “are you okay” or “do you want to talk about it?” was enough for you to feel better, at least and not to be judged when listened to.

Five :

Out of everyone, Five have seen it all. So seeing you or any of your siblings in such a state got him to think he wasn’t doing the best when it came to comfort the one he loved. And yet, when you admitted your depression, his features hardened the cup of wine in hand as he glances in your direction. You knew you were laughing about it, but deep on the inside sadness filled your whole energy. Often hidden with alcohol when can, but Five made it clear that it wasn’t going to help. Heck, awkwardly enough, one time he witnessed you so drunk you could barely manage to stand up. When brought to your room with the help of Five. Every day he made sure you were eating, and getting lots of sleep and when everything settled down, he tried to look out for a psychiatrist to help. Even though he wanted to do anything in his power to at least see that beautiful smile of yours again. Seeking for professional help was the least he could do. 

Ben/Sparrow!Ben :

Ben knew about your depression ever since you were kids. He was the one who noticed your scars when you were changing into your uniform with the help of Grace. When growing up and being the phantom that he was, couldn’t do anything and it killed him. He knew however, Klaus was the only option in other to make sure you weren’t doing anything so stupid. And when Klaus saw you drunk one night, faintly admitting that Ben was what you all had, how you missed him so much. Forgotten that Ben had possessed him at just the right time and he said “You’re the only one that matters to me. We can work together.” Since that night, Klaus made damn sure you got sober and ever since helped you heal properly.

Sparrow!Ben is another story. Being an asshole already and having to take care of his family, he knew he did not have the time to notice your state of mind, nor how you were feeling. Not that he gave a crap, but one thing for sure is when Fei saw you crying one night, she had to confront Ben. “And it’s not the first time.” She would say, making him suddenly more worried that he was so oblivious by it. That is, when one day he decided to talk to you consciously about it as you broke down in front of him. And since that day, not only protected you from the negative stuff but made it sure that no one were to bring your trauma, and took any god awful tips from the internet as advice for self care.

Viktor :

Poor boy had seen it all too, almost even ending the world that his own trauma not only were never understood, but knew what it felt to be in that situation. So seeing you like this at first got him so uncomfortable thinking he wasn’t the at least the only one feeling like this. And he listened the best he could when the two of you were spending time together. In fact, one day you ended up ranting about how messed up people were sometimes, to judge you constantly and since then you two met for a coffee shop. Ranting became a sort of expression for you both and when you admitted about feeling any symptoms of anxiety he wasn’t so sure if he was ready to be in such position with someone. To take care of you when necessary. To both of your surprises, cuddling sessions turned into comforting sessions and when you were to face an anxiety attack, he was the first to intervene.

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[kizzer]

You're Fucking Pathetic Part 2| The Umbrella Academy FF

A/N: I am so sorry this took me so long to write I honestly couldn't come up with ANYTHING. But, after some hours of procrastination and some coffee up my ass I finished! =] ALSO, I ended it off in a way that's much easier for me to continue, plus I have an Idea for a part three so stay tuned for that!

warnings: MAJOR SPOILERS FOR TUA SEASONS 3, swearing, mentions drugs, death, (if you guys have any other tw's I need to add, pls let me know!)

part 1 | next part (coming soon)

After that argument you left everything tense.

As you should.

You walked around the house looking for Viktor, worried he’s hating himself right now. Honestly if you could whoop Allisons ass right now you would but checking in on Viktor was more important. You walked along the halls, tracing your hand along the wall, reminiscing about the old times. You and Diego reading books to help with his stutter. You and Klaus and Ben having random ass dance parties. You and Allison and Viktor gossiping/venting about boys that try and talk to you all the time. You and Five jumping through time together. You and Luther watching movies late at night even though you had training in the morning.

You pass Ben's old room and see Viktor laying down with Harlan’s recorder on. You also hear Ben.

“Have you been waiting for someone to come chase after you this whole time?” He asked.

“Wow! That’s so embarrassing.”

“It’s official. Our Ben was better.” Viktor says.

“Yes. Yes he was. Especially because he knew when to shut the fuck up. Why don’t you take note?” You say flipping Ben off.

“Ouch.” he says and walks out of the room.

“Hey…Are you doing okay?” You say sitting next to Viktor.

“Y/n….You know I didn’t mean to end the world right? O-Or do anything Allison is blaming me for?”

“Of course Viktor! Had we been honest about your abilities from the beginning and had father been patient with you then none of this would have happened.” You place your hand on his back, “Even when you wrote that book, everyone was mad for what? Because you told the truth? Told the world we weren't the perfect family they thought we were? I mean this with good intentions. I never cared about that book. You were outcasted all your life, ignored even by the people you called family. That book? Was your story. And I’m sorry they ignored that.”

Viktor laughs lightly.

“Thanks y/n/n. You know, even though you were never really adopted into our family, I'm glad you became my sister.” He smiles softly at you bringing you into a warm embrace.

“I hated myself for so long. I hated you all for so long, and when my powers exploded I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know I would cause the end of the world… Allison blames me for destroying Claire but if it was up to me I wouldn’t have taken her from her child and she knows that.” Viktor sighs heavily.

“Vik, I get it. I love you and you are an amazing human now. When I told you back in ‘63 that I forgave you, that's what I meant.” You say hugging him for one last time.

“Thank you. Before you and everyone else forgave me…I-I almost…”

“Hey, hey, hey. I love you okay?” You say looking into his eyes

“Now, wanna help save the world?”

“Do I have a choice?” Viktor says walking out of the room.

You guys head down to the basement and walk down to see the Kugleblitz. It was the first time you ever saw it because according to your “older” siblings you were too fragile and small to be around something so massive and destructive. You didn’t mean any harm but you were more afraid of Viktor on his good days than you were that ball of lighting. You and Viktor enter the basement to find everyone standing around the ball of lighting. Five standing a little too close for comfort.

“Five, you’re scaring me.” You say beckoning him to your side. He sees that you are worried and steps back. You take a hold of his hand, not on no Allison and Luther stuff but the last time you let him go he slipped away for 15 years so, apologies if you are a little attached.

“Okay, how do we start?” Viktor says.

“Have you ever moved a nest of bees?” Sloane asks the group.

“No, because that’s weird…” Lila replies.

“You can’t just pick it up.” Sloane says, “You have to keep the nest calm while you build the box around it, and then you trap it.”

Allison is standing near you, with Five on the other side of you. You pull him to switch hands so that he stands in between you and Allison. He looks between you two then whispers in your ear.

“You’re being childish. Is this really what you wanna do while we are face to face with impending doom?”

“I’ll forgive her when I'm dead.” You say turning forward again.

“ Don’t say that.” He retorts, clearly not laughing.

“Sorry, force of habit?”

You weren’t really paying attention to the rest of the directions honestly because something else caught your attention. Footsteps. Who could it have been? Reginald wasn’t home and from what you could tell Grace was nowhere near the basement. It didn’t sit right with you.

“You didn’t tell me you were building a prison for God.” Grace says.

You look over and she is coming down the steps dressed as a nun holding a flamethrower.

“What the actual fuck?” You whisper under your breath to Five.

“Mom?” Diego says, looking at her.

“You have no right to do that.” She continues.

“We’re a little busy here Grace.” Luther yells.

“The day of vengeance was in my heart”

“What are you talking about?” Diego questions as he gets closer to her.

“And my year of redemption hath come.” Grace says.

Before you could react you see flames charging at you. Diego and Luther Jump out of the way but before you could move the flames catch your left sleeve on fire. You fall to the ground patting the fire out. As you lift your head you see everyone in a panic backing away from Grace but also worried about what would happen to Sloane and the others working on the Kugleblitz. You see Five running past you and pull him down to you.

“Okay I think I have a plan!” You yell over everyone so that he can hear.

“Is your arm okay???? Let me see it!” He says reaching for you.

“I’m fine! We don’t have that much time! You go and blip behind her and blip her upstairs after I charge her up with enough electricity to neutralize her!”

He nods his head and blips behind her. You stand up and give everyone a reassuring nod. You close your eyes and take a deep breath, channel all the anger you feel towards Allison, all the sadness you feel from the death of Harlan. You feel the ground rumble and feel the electricity course through your veins and you guide it through your fingertips shooting it at Grace.

“Go!” You yell at Five and he blips her away.

After she was taken care of you guys finished the job and then went upstairs to celebrate.

It was great. Besides Allison brooding in the corner everyone was drinking, dancing, and having fun. You however, weren’t big on drinking but you did have a blunt rolled up so you lit it and started smoking. You could see Allisons face turn up at your actions. Allison was never a big fan of you smoking weed, especially after you got high before a mission and ended up “harming” a citizen. By harm, Allison meant she wasn’t the one to rescue them so when you brought them back with rope burn and a few cuts she used that as an excuse to get you benched from any missions until father said so.

“Y/n, if you’re gonna smoke take it the fuck outside. It stinks.” Allison says from across the room.

You look at her and because you just saved the world you decided not to fuss.

“Is smoking bothering anyone else? If so, I'll put it out.” You say taking a long puff before blowing it out of your nose.

Everyone shakes their heads no before going back to their activities.

You smirk at Allison and turn to Viktor, “You wanna try?”

Viktor turns pale, “Y/n! You know I don’t smoke!”

You chuckle lightly, teasing him is so fun.

Before you could blink you saw Fei going to clink her glass with Christopher. Oh no. You knew that if disturbed with a different vibration than its own the Kugleblitz would react and destroy everything getting worse. You go to stand and call her name but you’re too late. You watch as Christopher starts to shake and Fei and Ben start to back up. Next thing you know you feel a Kugleblitz wave flow through your body and knock you over. When you look up Chris and Fei are gone….

There is no time to be sad as you watch the Kugleblitz get bigger and bigger.

Shit.

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[s0ulsniper]

your girlfriend who loves to spoil you every time she is with you, though it's not always in gifts. you wake up to breakfast in bed, your favorite chocolates, that one item from the commercial you swear you only mentioned once, the midnight cuddles after a long day, cooking a warm meal for you when you feel under the weather.

All of this because she simply adores you and there's nothing, nothing she wouldn't do to see your smile.

[ natasha romanoff, kate bishop, allison hargreeves, Wanda maximoff, Emily prentiss, Mal Bertha + ur fave ]

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff #kate bishop #kate bishop x reader #mal bertha #mal bertha x reader #allison hargreeves #allison hargreeves x reader #emily prentiss #emily prentiss x reader #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader

[ilovewriting06]

Panicked

A/N- So I just watched the episode where Stiles has his panic attack and I came up with this idea and couldn't get out of my head so welcome to my fucked up thoughts. Also gonna pretend Void!Stiles doesn't exist for this fic.

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Stiles and I are walking down the school corridor when Stiles suddenly stops after checking his phone. I continue walking a few steps before I realize he isn't beside me anymore. I spin around and notice the panicked expression that's on his face, "Stiles, what's wrong?"

His breathing gets a little faster and I notice that his hands are starting to shake, "She has-she has Allison's dad." I suck in a breath knowing what that means but Stiles says it first, "She's got all three...she's ready for the sacrifice."

I search for what to say and blurt out the first thing that I can think of, "We still have time, right?" There's a few seconds of silence before Stiles gasps and my eyes widen, "Stiles? Stiles, talk to me, what's wrong?

He sucks in breath after breath before choking out, "I think I'm having a panic attack."

Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god. What do I do? Think. Think Y/n, think! I look around before seeing the locker room and I grab Stiles' hand dragging him behind me and into the room.

I help him stumble through the room before he slides down the side of the locker. I sink down on my knees trying to figure out what to do, "Uhhh...think about something, anything."

He takes in gulps of air trying to regain his breath as he gasps, "L-like what?"

I pause for a split second, "Happy thing, friends, family."

He gives me a look when I say family and I mentally facepalm and outwardly cringe, "Oh crap, sorry, sorry. Uh, t-try and match my breathing, can you do that?"

He grabs his chest and shakes his head muttering, "I can't, I can't," repeatedly. He starts hyperventilating and I'm about two minutes away from a panic attack myself if I can't calm him down.

I shuffle closer before cupping his face and turning him to look me in the eyes, "Stiles, hey, shh, it's okay. Look at me, Stiles, shh."

He looks at me and I feel my heart twinge at the fear on his face and I realize how close we are, definitely not how I imagined how we would be in this position. I feel helpless as I stare at him and I mentally curse, fuck it, maybe it'll work. I grab his face a little tighter and pull him forward a little as I surge forward and capture his lips in a kiss.

I feel him hold his breath and freeze before he stops shaking and wow, okay, pretty sure I'm not supposed to feel like this when kissing my best friend. I pull away from the kiss slowly to come face to face with a wide eyed, dumbfounded Stiles, "W-why did you do that?"

I almost say what I know is true, I wanted to, I'm pretty sure I'm in love with you but I'm terrified to say anything because the thought of losing you tears my heart apart, but I chicken out and make yet another excuse, "I, uh, I read somewhere that when you hold your breath it stops a panic attack. When I kissed you, you held your breath."

I see the disappointment filter across his face and I feel hope fill in my chest before it fizzles out when he nods, "Wow, I uh, yeah. That was really smart."

I smile and nod before shifting to sit beside him, "Yeah, I-I guess so. You feel a little better?"

He nods, "I...yeah Y/N/N, I feel better, thanks."

I kiss his cheek before standing, "You're welcome, Sti."

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It's been a few weeks since the panic attack and the sacrifices and Stiles has been avoiding me. Like hardcore swerving to the complete opposite side of the hall when he sees me and ducking into the boy's bathroom or the boy's locker room. It hurts, a lot.

I slump into my seat in English class after yet another failed attempt at talking to Stiles. When I see Scott look at me with a sympathetic smile it registers that if anyone know what's wrong with Stiles, it's Scott.

At the end of class I scramble to run and catch Scott before he disappears, "Scott!" I see him stop for a split second before he starts weaving through students and I can't help it, I'm desperate, "Scott, please!"

This time when he stops he turns around and looks at me which has me running to him before coming to a stop in front of him, "Scott-," He cuts me off grabbing the strap of his backpack that's over his shoulder before speaking, "Look, Y/N, if this is about Stiles you have to talk to him, not me."

I almost cry in frustration when I yell, "I've tried! Dammit Scott, I've tried! He won't talk to me, he won't even look at me."

I can see Scott falter a little bit at the sight of the tears that start to slide down my cheeks so I beg one last time, "Scott, I'm begging you, help me. I can't lose him Scott, please."

He bites on his lip and looks around before sighing, "Locker room after lacrosse practice." I perk up and he continues, "I'll make sure he's there."

I smile and nod, "Thank you, Scott, thank you."

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As I slip into the locker room after lacrosse practice is over I can hear Stiles yelling at who I assume is Scott, "Dude, that's not cool! Why won't you watch Star Wars? It says things about you dude, and it isn't good things."

I come around the corner and falter slightly at the sight before me, Stiles is wearing a pair of black basketball shorts...and that's it. Literally, I'm 99% sure he's not wearing boxers either because they're hanging low on his hips and there isn't a single sign of an elastic band. His hair is still damp and there are a few droplets of water on the expanse of his back and when he turns around at the sound of me catching myself on a locker I can't help but wheeze a little because, holy shit, who knew Stiles Stilinski was ripped?"

His smile drops before he looks between me and Scott. I look at Scott and he nods slightly before turning to Stiles, "Look, dude, just talk to her. I'm gonna head home."

When the door closes behind Scott I look at Stiles as I take a few steps towards him and whisper, "What did I do wrong?"

He licks his lips and stutters, "Uhh-nothing, nothing, why would you think you did something wrong?"

I try to stop the tears from welling up in my eyes as I take a shuddering breath, "Maybe the fact that it's been close to a month since we've talked. You constantly avoid me by ducking into the bathroom or the locker room or you use Scott as a buffer, you don't answer your phone, or the door when I come to your house. I just-I just want to know how to fix this. I just want to know what I did wrong."

Stiles takes a breath before shifting slightly, "Y/N, there's nothing to fix, we're fine."

I feel all the frustration, hurt, and anger pour out of me at his obvious lie, "DAMMIT STILES! Stop lying to me! Is this because I kissed you? Is that why you've been avoiding me?"

Stiles opens and closes his mouth like a fish out of water and I know that's what it is but there's something else, something I can't decipher. I gulp before asking, "Is it because you figured it out? Did you figure out that I've been in love with you for years and you couldn't figure out how to let me down easy?"

Stiles' eyes widen before he speaks, "You're in love with me? Y/N, I'm in love with you! I thought the kiss meant nothing to you and I couldn't pretend anymore. I thought you-...you're really in love with me?"

I nod and step closer until our chests are brushing together, "Yes, I've been in love with you since my 15th birthday." He grips my waist before smiling, "I've been in love with you since I was 14, I've got you beat."

I grab his bare shoulders and whisper, "Not everything's a competition. Now, are you gonna kiss me or not?" His left hand stays on my hip but his right hand cups the back of my head and pulls me into a kiss. We kiss until our lungs our screaming for oxygen and when we pull apart I slide my hands down his chest and brush across his abs, "Stiles."

His breath catches as I trace his abs as he chokes out, "Uh huh, yeah, what's up?" I brush a finger down the dark strip of hair that disappears into his shorts before I slip my index finger under the band and whisper, "I want you."

The loud clang of Stiles' head hitting the lockers rings throughout the otherwise quiet room as he groans, "Fuck, Y/N, I-I've never-, not here."

I know what he's trying to say because I feel the same way, but that wasn't my plan, "I know, I'm a virgin too and I'm not losing my virginity in the boy's locker room, but I wasn't talking about sex." I whisper the last little bit in his ear at the same time that I cup his half hard cock.

He tangles a hand in my hair pulling my head back to look in my eyes, "Are you sure? You don't have to." I smile and slide my hands up to rest on his sides, "I want to, I really, really want to. Unless you don-."

"NO!" My eyes widen and he clears his throat, "I, I mean, um no, yeah I want to, too."

I smirk and lean forward to capture his lips in a sloppy, eager kiss. He licks my bottom lip asking for entrance but I release his lips and kiss across his jaw. I start making my way down his neck looking for that spot that drives him crazy. When I find his sweet spot he lets out the prettiest moan I've ever heard, which is like, none, but still think it would sound prettier than anyone else's moan, especially when its the boy you love moaning your name.

I give extra attention to his sweet spot leaving behind a small mark as I continue my descent of his body. I kiss across his collarbone and down his chest to his abs making sure to leave hickies scattered across his skin. When I get to the waistline of his shorts I pull back and look up to see him looking down at me with pupils blown to hell and wet hair laying flat on his head. His breathing is uneven as I ask, "Are you sure? No turning back after this."

He grabs my chin in between his thumb and index finger as his gravely, panty dropping voice fills the silence, "If you stop, I swear to god you'll regret it."

My eyes widen as I rub my legs together and whine. He smirks and rubs his thumb across my cheekbone, "You like that? Does it turn you on thinking about what could happen if you didn't listen?"

I nod my head as I lean into his touch, "Yes."

He groans and runs his hand through my hair, "You can't get any more perfect could you?" I turn my head slightly just enough nip at the palm of his hand. When he pulls his hand away I surge forward and kiss the dark trail of hair causing Stiles to groan again, "Alright, okay, we'll talk about that later."

I curl my fingers around his shorts before pulling them down and yup, no underwear and oh lord, there is no way I can fit all of that in my mouth. I freeze with my hands still holding his shorts when they're right above his knees, "Oh."

I can feel Stiles' eyes staring at me but I'm too busy pushing his shorts to pool around his ankles to look at him. I shuffle closer before realizing that I have no idea what to do. I blush as I look up at Stiles and he lets out a shaky breath, "You look so fucking innocent." He pauses before he raises an eyebrow at my flushed face before realization dawns on his face, "Oh, you are aren't you? Do you need me to tell you what to do?"

I feel my face burn in embarrassment but Stiles rubs his thumb against my jaw, "Hey, it's okay Sweetheart. I think you just found a new kink of mine, actually."

I furrow my eyebrows and tilt my head and he chuckles, "You are so goddamn adorable, and innocent. Corruption kink, Sweetheart."

I smile and blush before looking back at his dick that is red and angry at the lack of attention. I watch as a bead of precum drips onto the floor before looking back at Stiles with wide desperate eyes.

He nods, "Okay, okay, spit on your hand." I wrinkle my nose and he snorts, "You can lick it instead but it's not going to be easy or comfortable for either of us if your hand is dry."

I look at my hands but before I decide what to do he grabs one of my hands and pulls it up as far as it will go before he ducks down the rest of the way and licks a long stripe from the bottom of my palm to my fingertips. He releases my hand and I let it sit there for a second as I stare at him with wide eyes before I visibly swallow.

His eyes widen and he looks like he would back away if he could, "Oh my god, I'm sorry! I should have asked first, I am so sor-," I shake my head and cut him off, "Hot, dunno why, but it was...hot."

Stiles blushes before I whisper, "What now? Hand's wet, so now what?

Stiles gently grabs my wrist and guides it down, "Okay, now grip the base, but not too hard." I nod before wrapping my hand around him gently, marveling about how my fingers don't even touch. I glance up at Stiles as his hand wraps around mine but I blush and look back down at our hands when he winks at me.

I hear his light chuckle before his starts moving his hand and in turn moving mine with his, "Just like this okay? You don't have to do anything special, this feels great." I can hear him holding back a moan as he softly asks, "Do you think you've got it figured out?"

I nod and watch as he pulls his hand away not missing the way he subtly drags his thumb across the slit but the little jolt he tries to suppress is what catches my attention the most. I shift on my knees slightly before deciding to move my hand faster which receives a choked off curse that turns into a brief moan, "Fu-nghh."

I watch as his eyes flutter, struggling to stay open and decide now is the perfect time to try that little trick, but with a bit of a twist and the reaction I get has me moaning. I lick my lips as I watch my hand glide up and down his shaft before darting forward and licking the tip a little surprised at the sweet yet tangy tase of the precum.

I kept my eyes on Stiles' face as I licked his tip and his response is instantaneous. His eyelids close and stay closed, his whole body arches, and his face scrunches as his mouth drops open but he doesn't make a noise, at least not until I've engulfed the head of his cock in my mouth and suck.

"HOLY SHIT!" I hum around him and he starts rambling curses as I run my tongue over his tip, "Holy shiii-oh god, oh god! Don't stop!"

I pull off of his cock, mouth and hand, and the whine he lets out is pitiful, yet adorable, "Whyyy?" I rub the back of my hand over my lips before speaking, "Touch me, please."

I sound just as whiny and desperate as he does and the look he gives me is a look that can only be described as hungry, "Okay, Sweetheart." He runs his hand through my hair before cupping the back of my head, "How's that, Baby?"

I smile before turning back to his dick trying to remember everything Lydia has ever told me about how to get a guy to cum within minutes and I can practically hear her now, 'Now, listen I swear it'll come in handy someday. Lick it, base to tip, they love it. The first time you suck someone off you probably won't be able to take all of them in so you have to substitute with your hand for what won't fit. Okay, now here is the important part when you have to do that, corkscrew their dick. Don't violently twist or anything but as you move your hand, rotate it, has them cumming in seconds...and don't forget to suck!'

I glance at him one last time to see him slightly confused until I do what Lydia told me to do all those months ago, base to tip with a quick flick of the tongue over his slit. She was right they love it. "Ohh, this is so much better than jerking off, like infinitely bet-," He cuts himself off with a desperate gasp for air, more like a wheeze, when I take in as much of his dick as I can. He's about 8 inches long and I can only fit a little less than 3 inches into my mouth leaving 5 inches to be jerked off.

I cup my tongue on the underside, along a prominent vein as I hollow my cheeks around him before pulling back and taking it all back in, blinking back tears from him touching the back of my throat. The whimpers and moans he lets out cause a tingle to shoot down my spine and my panties to become drenched in slick, it doesn't help that his hand tightens in my hair when I run my tongue along the vein.

I moan around him at the precum that coats my tongue before whining when Stiles tugs on my hair, "F-f-fuckkk! 'M close. God!"

I move my hand faster as well as my mouth and I can feel Stiles tense and twitch under my left hand that's holding his thigh. I increase the suction on his tip as I start flicking my wrist and grip him a little tighter and in mere seconds he's trying to pull me off, "C-close, gonna, mmm, g-gonna, SHIT!"

I know he's trying to pull me off because he doesn't know if I want him to cum in my mouth but a part of me craves it, craves the taste and the feeling of it sliding down my throat. It takes approximately ten seconds until my craving is fulfilled and when Stiles cums, he lets out a deep throaty groan of my name and it has me whining as I try and get every last drop.

When he's sucked dry he whimpers from overstimulation and tries to pull me off, and I let him. I look up at him with a full mouth and a small trickle leaking down my chin from the corner of my mouth. I make eye contact with him and swallow what's in my mouth before licking my lips, "Did I do okay?"

He stares at me dumbfounded before nodding, "Y-yeah, honestly wondering if that really truly was your first blowjob slash handjob."

I blush and nod, "Uh, yeah you're the only guy I've seen naked, I hadn't ever seen a dick either." He blinks before grabbing my biceps and hauling me off my knees and onto my feet. When I'm steady he grabs my hip slipping his thumbs under my sweatshirt and rubbing small circles, "You have blown every expectation I had for what I expected from a blowjob so far away it's floating around somewhere in another galaxy. And Scott's a fucking liar."

I raise an eyebrow at his last statement and he pulls me closer, "He told me blowjobs and handjobs weren't all they were cracked up to be, but fuck, Allison must not be good at it. Best. Orgasm. Ever."

I blush and rest my forehead in the crook of his neck before pulling back and looking at him, "What does this mean? For us."

He takes his hand off my hips and bends down to pull his shorts up before he stands up straight, "Well, I was wondering if you wanted to grab dinner, maybe from that little diner on 2nd street?"

I smile and lean forward before pecking his lips in a chaste kiss, "It's a date." He smiles as I spin around and grab my bag from the floor where I had discarded it by the door. I sling it over my shoulder and I'm halfway out the door when he yells after me, "I'll pick you up at 7!"

I smile as I walk down the hall with a smile on my lips, looks like I panicked for no reason.

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So, can we collectively pretend that the movie didn't happen?

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fake dating — isaac lahey x reader

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content warnings and genre: swearing, cheating, fake relationship — drama

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synopsis: in a world where supernatural beings live in secret alongside humans, your ordinary life takes an unexpected turn when you and isaac decide to spark up a fake relationship to spite scott and allison. however, it takes a turn for the best.

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through the windows of the cozy beacon hills cafe, you found yourself sitting across from isaac lahey, the enigmatic and brooding boy from your high school. the atmosphere was charged with an unspoken tension, a palpable energy that seemed to envelop the two of you.

his stormy blue eyes met yours, a wry smile playing at the corners of his lips. “so, we're really doing this, huh?” he murmured, his fingers tracing the rim of his coffee cup.

you nodded, a mixture of nerves and determination coursing through you. “yeah, it's crazy, i know. but it might just work.”

the idea had been born out of desperation. you had watched scott and allison's friendship blossom into something beautiful, something you'd secretly yearned for with scott. and you knew isaac had felt the same way about allison. so, in a moment of shared frustration, you both hatched a plan to stage a fake relationship, a way to counter the overwhelming presence of scott and allison's romance.

isaac leaned back in his chair, his gaze never leaving yours. “you know, this could get complicated,” he warned, a hint of caution in his voice.

uou chuckled nervously, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “complicated is an understatement, Isaac. but maybe, it could also be the solution we've been looking for.”

and so, with that unspoken agreement, your fake relationship began. little did you know that this charade would lead to unexpected feelings, unexplored connections, and a journey of self-discovery neither of you had anticipated.

a few weeks into your fake relationship, everyone began to take notice of the change in dynamics between you and isaac. one sunny afternoon, as you all gathered at scott's house, stiles couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the two of you.

“so, when did you guys start dating?” he asked, a mischievous grin playing on his lips. the rest of the group turned their attention to you and isaac, curious expressions on their faces.

you exchanged a quick glance with Isaac, your heart racing. you knew that the façade you both had been keeping up was about to face its first real test. isaac cleared his throat, putting on a convincing smile.

“we, uh, didn't really make an official announcement,” he replied, his tone casual. “it just sort of happened.”

stiles raised an eyebrow, skepticism evident in his gaze. “really? because i'm pretty sure we would have noticed if you suddenly became an item.”

uou felt the weight of the group's gaze on you, waiting for an answer. with a nervous chuckle, you leaned in slightly closer to isaac, allowing your fingers to intertwine with his.

“yeah, stiles, isaac's right. it kind of just happened,” you chimed in, trying your best to sound genuine. “we've been spending more time together, and things naturally evolved.”

stiles eyed you both suspiciously, but seemed to accept the explanation. “huh, well, i guess congrats are in order then.”

as the day went on, you and Isaac continued to play your parts, though the act felt strangely less like acting and more like reality with every passing moment. the more you pretended to be a couple, the harder it became to differentiate between what was genuine and what wasn't.

a couple of days later, scott and allison approached you with smiles that held a hint of curiosity. “hey, so we heard you guys are a thing now?” she asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

isaac and you exchanged a quick look, a silent understanding passing between you. “yeah, it's true,” he replied, his expression softening as he looked at you. “guess we just clicked.”

scott grinned, giving isaac a playful punch on the shoulder. “well, it's about time! you guys make a cute couple.”

allison nodded in agreement, her smile warm. “definitely. and you know what? we should all go on a double date sometime. what do you think?”

your heart skipped a beat as you glanced at Isaac. he met your gaze, his eyes filled with a mixture of surprise and realization. it was a curveball you hadn't anticipated, but there was no turning back now.

“sure, that sounds like fun,” you replied, your voice steady despite the turmoil in your chest.

you couldn't help but groan in annoyance as you attempted to zip up the gorgeous, tight black dress you had on. isaac was sitting at the foot of your bed, watching with furrowed eyebrows in a playfully judgemental way. “trying to impress mccall?” he teased, a smile on his face. you shot him a glare

“the plan isn't working, jackass,” you snapped at him, struggling with the zipper as you pulled upwards with all your might. “besides, i assume the cologne you're wearing isn't just for shits and giggles, huh?” now, it was his turn to shoot you a glare.

isaac's lips quirked up at the corners, amusement dancing in his eyes. “you caught that, huh?” he replied, his tone mockingly innocent.

with a huff, you managed to get the zipper up a couple of inches, but it stubbornly refused to budge any further. frustration gnawed at you, and you realized you might need a bit of assistance.

“isaac,” you sighed, looking at him with a mix of annoyance and desperation. “could you maybe give me a hand here? this dress is conspiring against me.”

he chuckled softly, pushing himself off the bed and sauntering over to where you stood. his fingers brushed lightly against your shoulder, sending a shiver down your spine. “alright, stand still,” he instructed, his voice surprisingly gentle.

as his fingers grazed the exposed skin of your back, a jolt of electricity shot through you. you sucked in a breath, feeling the tension between the two of you intensify. his touch was warm, his fingers deftly working to guide the zipper upwards. each inch he pulled the zipper, your heart seemed to beat faster, the proximity between you both becoming palpable.

“better?” his voice was low and husky, the words a mere whisper against your ear.

you nodded, struggling to find your voice. “yeah, thanks.”

isaac stepped back, his hand lingering on your waist for just a moment longer before he let go. the room was thick with unspoken words, a charged atmosphere that neither of you could ignore. you met his gaze, a mixture of emotions swirling in his stormy blue eyes.

“anytime,” he murmured, his lips curving into a small, almost shy smile.

the night of the double date had arrived, and there you were, seated across from scott and allison in a dimly lit bar. the atmosphere was a mix of excitement and tension, with each of you trying to play your roles convincingly. you shot Isaac a quick glance, finding him seated next to you, engaged in what appeared to be a polite conversation with allison.

“so, isaac, what is it you like to do in your free time?” allison asked, her smile warm as she leaned in slightly.

isaac's lips quirked into a smile, though you could sense a hint of restlessness in his gaze. “oh, you know, the usual stuff. hanging out with friends, reading, being apart of a pack of werewolves,” he replied, his voice casual as he earned some laughs from allison.

as the conversation between isaac and allison continued, you found yourself in a similar situation with scott. the two of you were making small talk, discussing school, training, and everything in between. but just like isaac, you couldn't help but feel a growing sense of boredom settling in.

as the minutes turned into what felt like hours, you exchanged a glance with isaac, your eyes meeting for a fleeting moment. there was something unspoken in that shared look—a mutual understanding that this double date was nothing like what you had anticipated. the connection you had both been cultivating, the emotions that had been simmering beneath the surface, seemed to be fading away in the presence of scott and allison.

you cleared your throat, attempting to steer the conversation in a different direction. “so, scott, any exciting plans for the weekend?” you asked, a forced smile on your face.

scott's eyes lit up as he began talking about his plans to hang out with his friends and maybe catch a movie. as he spoke, you found your attention drifting, your mind wandering to the enigmatic boy seated beside you. you watched isaac, his expression polite but distant, as he exchanged pleasantries with allison.

feeling the need to escape the stifling atmosphere of the bar, you excused yourself under the pretense of getting a drink. your heart felt heavy with the weight of the evening's events, and you hoped that a moment alone would give you a chance to clear your mind. you walked over to the bar and leaned against it, ordering a drink to soothe your frayed nerves.

a little while later, as you stared down at the swirling liquid in your glass, you felt a presence beside you. you turned slightly, not surprised to find isaac standing there, his gaze fixed on the array of bottles behind the bar.

“mind if i join you?” he asked, his voice soft.

you shook your head, offering him a faint smile. “not at all.”

isaac signaled to the bartender and ordered a drink for himself before turning to you. “you looked like you could use some company.”

“thanks,” you replied, taking a sip from your glass. “honestly, i just needed a break from all the...acting.”

isaac's lips quirked into a rueful smile. “tell me about it. allison's nice and all, but i feel like we're running out of things to say.”

you chuckled softly in agreement. “yeah, scott and i were discussing the most mundane things. i never thought a conversation about the weather could be so painful.”

isaac chuckled too, his laughter mixing with the low hum of the bar. “guess our plan didn't exactly go as smoothly as we hoped.”

“no, it definitely didn't,” you admitted, glancing at him with a mixture of amusement and something deeper. “but you know what's even weirder? as boring as this night has been, it kind of made me realize something.”

he arched an eyebrow, curiosity flickering in his eyes. “and what's that?”

you took a deep breath, deciding to be honest. “i actually prefer talking to you.”

isaac's expression softened, his gaze locking onto yours. “really?”

“yeah,” you replied, a small smile tugging at your lips. “i mean, it's like we can actually be ourselves around each other, even when we're faking it. does that even make sense?”

isaac's lips curved into a genuine smile, and you could see a spark of something in his eyes. “yeah, it does. it's strange, isn't it? how this whole thing started as a charade, but now i feel like i can be more honest with you than I can with anyone else.”

the honesty in his words tugged at your heart, and you felt a sense of connection that was impossible to ignore.

as the night continued, you decided to engage in some friendly competition, moving over to a corner of the bar where a dartboard was set up. you found yourself standing at the line, a dart in hand, ready to take your shot. scott sidled up next to you with a confident grin.

“careful, (y/n),” he teased, his eyes dancing mischievously. “i've got pretty good aim, you know.”

you rolled your eyes playfully, focusing on the dartboard. “we'll see about that, mccall.”

just as you were about to throw the dart, you heard a dry chuckle from behind you. isaac's voice was laced with sarcasm. “oh, this should be good. the mighty scott mccall taking on the humble game of darts.”

you couldn't help but smirk at Isaac's remark, feeling a surge of camaraderie between the two of you.

ignoring isaac, scott leaned in a bit closer to you, his tone more intimate. “you know, if i win, maybe i'll finally get that real date.”

you couldn't help but laugh, your aim slightly off as you released the dart. it hit the board, but not in the bullseye you had intended. “nice try, mccall. but i think i'll be just fine on my own.”

isaac's voice chimed in again, dripping with sarcasm. “at least you almost hit the board.”

scott narrowed his eyes at him. “got something to say, lahey?”

isaac leaned casually against the bar, a smug grin on his face. “oh, nothing really. just enjoying the show.”

scott picked up a dart, gaze switching between the object and isaac. “alright, let's see if you're as good as you think you are, asshole.”

you watched as he handed isaac the dart. isaac couldn't help but smirk at the challenge, returning scott's gaze as he picked his poison. he turned to face thw board, positioning his hands at a good angle in order to get the best throw possible. scott was praying on his downfall, but your expectations remained high. eventually, fulfilled, as the sharp end stuck itself into the thick material of the wood.

“would you look at that,” isaac murmured, making his way to you as he had been doing for a while. “seems like i'm the one getting a date instead.”

as the night wore on, with the dartboard now a backdrop to your laughter and light-hearted teasing, you couldn't help but feel that maybe this night had turned out to be a success after all—not in terms of the original plan, but in terms of the bonds that had formed, the walls that had crumbled, and the unexpected connection that had taken root between you and isaac.

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