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ilys00ga · 4 months

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𝗶𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗱𝘀, 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗻𝗮𝗶𝗹𝘀.

➞ pair: yoongi x reader.

➞ genre: hurt/comfort (why do I keep making these lmao), established relationships, I'm so bad at tagging sorry.

➞ warnings: angst and fluff cuz we all need that (we really do). reader has anxiety and abandonment issues, yoongi is trying his best for the sake of both of them, just relationship things.

➞ A/N: requested by @parkjennykim, this was very fun to write! thanks for yet another idea <3 I hope u like it. I'm organizing this blog/post (?) while listening to mono, and let me tell yall, it's such a vibe omg. I think you should read this while listening to that album, I love it sm, I can't even begin to explain UGH- if namjoon ever goes on a world tour, he better perform every single song in that album, cuz imma be losing my mind in the crowd, esp during moonchild. my vocal cords are already getting sore. yeah. if u want this to hit that spot, maybe u should do what I said (this is a friendly order, if u will). if not, just enjoy and pls ignore any mistakes, english has been challenging me recently (for the last 10 years lmao)

ps. I am in a dire need of a yoongi in my life. specifically the one I wrote in this one. oh how I love being a lonely fanfic writer <33

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God knows how long it had been after it hit midnight when Yoongi stood in the kitchen. His eyes were red and heavy with drowsiness, but he couldn't sleep that night.

How does one sleep through a restless, biting night?

Surely not with a bad headache, or overflowing thoughts, and especially not with guilt chewing on his core.

He gulped, throat begging to be quenched as it held onto a slight, delicious, yet bothersome burning sensation. He opened the fridge and filled a glass with some water, raising it to his lips when loud a cry of his name, followed with a thud and a number of sobs, disturbed the quiet of the night and made him jump, startled.

His limbs froze in their place, glass almost slipping his hand and crashing on the floor when his sleep deprived brain realized that the muffled cries were yours.

Wide awake, he dashed after the sound. Thirst and sleep no longer occupied his mind, all he could think of was holding you in his arms.

He found you on the stairs, trembling as you wailed into your hands.

He hated it so much: seeing you in pain. He wanted nothing more than to shield you from the rainfall of your gloomy sky, from his own rainfall, from the world. How could one be an umbrella and the rain at once?

He blinked, once, twice, then gulped and heaved a deep, tired breath.

One storm doesn’t require another storm to be calmed down, that he knew. One needs to be composed and collected to stand still during a storm, that he knew as well.

With worried eyes, he gently called out your name and walked up to you, “darling, what’s wrong?”

You looked up as soon as you heard his worried voice, some tiny sense of relief washed over you when you saw him right there. A hundred daggers digged so deep into his heart and bones, aching, the moment a broken whimper of his name fell from your lips.

Without a second thought, Yoongi hugged your face to his chest. One of his hands was patting your back and the other affectionately caressed your head.

As he listened to his name that never left your lips, Yoongi held you there on the cold of the stairs with nothing but sweet nothings whispered back to your ears.

Everything he did and said was so gentle and soft, like he was so afraid you'd crack and come to tiny bits and pieces at any given moment. It all made you want to cry even harder, to hold him so tight and never let go.

Soon, when your tears started winding down, pulled away and cradled your face with his hands, palms faintly pressing on your cheeks as if he hoped to share their warmth with you.

Tender eyes met your wet ones and stared as their owner’s voice made its way through the noise of your sniffles and hiccups. He said, “It’s alright. I'm here. Talk to me, hmm?”

You answered his plea with a small nod, before wiping your tear stained skin and hugging him again. He smelt like home. You took a deep breath, greedily feeding your lungs with his lovely scent.

He hugged you back, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling your body closer to his. He pressed light kisses on your temple, patiently waiting for you to talk.

“I had a really scary nightmare. so, so scary- I woke up, didn’t find you there- then…then I remembered the fight we had earlier. I…I thought I lost you- I'm sorry. sorry for the stupid things I said earlier. I love you so much! please don’t leave. please..”

Your voice quivered with fresh tears ready to be spilled again. Yoongi started hushing you as soon as he noticed that you were working yourself up.

Squeezing you in his arms, he whispered “I never left, and I never will.”

“I’m all right, nothing happened to me, see?” he leaned away just enough to allow you to take a quick look at his body, then added, “a stupid fight is not going to make me leave. I love you way too much for that, and I'm sorry for hurting you too.”

He could still read fear and uncertainty all over your face, and he didn't like that. He knew that you trusted him, and he didn't doubt your love for him.

At first, he didn't get it. He didn't understand the insecurities, the anxiety and the nightmares you suffered from especially after the inevitably worst of arguments that happened between you and him. But after longer and deeper talks, with you expressing your feelings and him listening with careful ears, it made much more sense to him.

Sometimes he hated himself for triggering your alarms and making it harder for you, but he knew it was neither his fault nor was it yours.

Growth and pain are two key elements that come arm in arm with love, and fights are an unpreventable part of any kind of relationship. For all that, he always ended up blaming himself for making you question your worth to him when he can't even sleep without you happily cuddling his side.

Softly, lovingly, he started prepping tender kisses over your cheeks, nose, forehead, chin, temples, all over your flushed face.

It worked like watching waving fields of green wheat dancing with the wind, your storm started to slowly die down and your heart felt at ease again. slowly, but definitely.

Smiling ever so affectionately, Yoongi sealed his reassurance with a loving kiss that consumed you whole, and it left the corners of your mouth curving up in a dazzling smile. You nuzzled his chest and sighed.

“I really hate fighting with you.” you mumbled into his clothed chest, drained and light headed from all the crying and nearly-a-panic-attack you went through.

“I know, I'm sorry. I hate it too." he whispered back.

There was a pause of comfortable silence, with both of you breathing each other in, before he wondered aloud: “did you fall down the stairs? are you okay?”

You chuckled breathily at his question, recalling the hysteria he had to deal with just a few minutes ago. But Yoongi was there, right beside you. your arms were tightly wrapped around his torso, right by your side.

He had some kind of exceptionally irrepressible magic in those fierce eyes and that gummy smile of his, you inarguably couldn’t be more grateful for that.

“I'm alright. Was too busy crying, I didn’t even feel a thing to be honest.” you said, and he giggled.

“I love when you’re clumsy like that, but please be more careful, muffin. Can’t have you hurting yourself because of me even more." Even with your face buried into the crook of his neck, you could feel and hear the heavy pout in that comment.

Huffing, you leaned away with furrowed brows and a strict gaze. Yoongi gulped. Hesitation took over him, yet he knew that honesty is the only thing that must be present to drive this conversation to an end.

Honestly brings clarity, he found himself reminding himself of that very often.

"as long as we take care of each other, it's okay. I love you." you affirmed, and perhaps Yoongi almost teared up because of the way you looked at him right then and there. He wouldn't utter a word to spoil that information out loud, though.

The shy grin and the flushed cheeks you were met with were worth risking the entire world and its eight billion residents. You couldn't help but smile and pull him into another hug.

"This is great and all, but my butt is numbed. I think there's no blood flowing down there anymore," he said, his heart swooning when you giggled at his humorous change of topic, so relieved that he was finally able to hear your brightness again.

"Let's go back to rest, darling." He stood up, grabbed your hand and squeezed it in his, then gently pulled your body up and dragged you to your shared bedroom, where everything and everyone else meant little to nothing at all as you laid in each other's arms.

#yoongi x reader #yoongi #bts #yoongi scenarios #yoongi drabble #yoongi fluff #bts scenarios #bts yoongi #yoongi angst #hurt/comfort #suga fluff #bts fluff #suga angst #suga fic #abandoment issues #bts imagines #bts fic

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ghostfacd · 11 months

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WHEN I GET HOME, I’M GONNA BURY YOU. — LUKE HUGHES

pairing; slytherin!luke x fem!hufflepuff!reader

summary; in which luke hughes kills someone for you, but not in the way you would think

genre; fluff, teeny tiny angst but it’s not between luke & reader, hogwarts!au, “hates everybody but you” trope, blackcat bf!luke + golden retriever!gf reader

author’s note; this is the last addition to the slytherin!luke hogwarts series before yn and him graduate !! there will be so much more parts of them after hogwarts so definitely stay tuned for that ^_^ luke is a changed man yall! we love affectionate lukey <3

✸ SLYTHERIN!LUKE MASTERLIST

Luke Hughes was a very cold person, there was no doubt in that.

He liked his social circle small, and only really interacted with those who were in Slytherin or in his Quidditch team. It was definitely a shocker when the students had found out that he was dating a Hufflepuff of all people, you.

The boy sat himself down in the common room of Slytherin, his icy gaze fixed on the flickering fire in the room. You walked into the room a bit later, eyes instantly searching for Luke.

You had to go fetch your textbooks and told him to meet you there. As always, he gave a curt nod and went about his way.

"Hi Lukey," you greet him softly, taking a seat beside him. "How was your day?"

Luke glanced at you briefly, his expression unreadable.

“It was fine lovie,” he says. He glances towards his two close friends, who were also in Slytherin. They were arguing quietly, hands moving in distress.

Luke had always kept his emotions and display of affection to low in public. It’s not like he was embarrassed of you, he wasn’t, but he didn’t want people to be up in his love life. He liked to love you behind closed doors rather than openly, it was just who Luke Hughes was.

“What’s wrong with them?” You ask, concerned.

“They’re having a disagreement,” Luke watches as Mark sighs sharply, hand coming up to his hair in frustration.

“I don’t get it! Why do you always have a problem with me talking to other girls?!” Mark yells, running his fingers through his hair in a rushed manner.

“Really? You really don’t get it? Fine Mark! Do whatever you want! I don’t care!” Kielle lets out an angry huff as she marches over to where you two are sitting. Luke, being the attentive person he is, already knew what she was coming for. He handed Kielle her bag, letting the girl walk off to cool herself down.

“Idiot,” Luke says to Mark as soon as he comes down to sit next to the two of you.

You shake your hand at your boyfriend, hand coming to hold his. “Lukey, that’s mean.”

“Yeah Lukey, stop being fucking mean,”

Luke was about to jump at his best friend, already annoyed at the fact that he had made Kielle upset.

“Whoa!” Quinn appears out of nowhere, holding his younger brother back. “Guys, no fighting. We’re all friends, remember?”

He turns to look at you, “hey YN, how about you come back another time? Let these boys cool down or something,”

You nod, already feeling overwhelmed by the tension in the room. You kiss Luke on the cheek, something that he slightly flinches at, which makes your raise your eyebrows.

“Bye Lu, I’ll see you later.”

He gives you a curt nod.

When you arrive back at the Hufflepuff Common Room, you had texted Luke right away. He felt bad for letting his emotions take over him, especially right in front of you.

“I don’t even know why YN likes him,” a Slytherin who Luke had not cared enough to know the name of, whispered, “he’s just always so cold, you know? Like yeah, I guess that’s just his personality, but if I were her, I would be sick of it. I need a golden retriever boyfriend, not somebody who always looks like they’d rather be dead than be with me.”

Even though Luke has heard shit being talked about him quite literally all the time—it didn’t make it hurt any less. The last time he let his insecurities get the best of him—you two had broken up. He didn’t want that to happen, not again. He loved you far too much to lose you.

So he pivots. Right into Kielle’s dorm, which, if any Professor had saw, he would’ve gotten in massive trouble for it.

“Why are you here?” She asks. She doesn’t even have to turn around to know that it’s her best friend Luke. Nobody else would walk as quietly as he did, and nobody else would enter without knocking.

“I need help, I guess,” he mutters, letting himself fall face first into the comfort of her silk mattress.

“Alright, go on.”

“I don’t even know what to do Kiels,” Luke groans from beneath the pillow, “I just feel like I could do better for YN, you know? I mean, I literally broke things off before because I was too fucking insecure. And now, the insecurities are getting to me again. I used to not care about what people said about me, but maybe they’re right.”

“Shut up Luke,” Kielle pulls the heartbroken boy over to his side so that she could face him, “don’t you dare talk that way about yourself. Luke, you’re more than enough for YN. Sure, you’re closed off and cold but we can all tell you love her.”

“Thanks Kiels,” he sniffles, taking a sweater from her bed and placing it on himself. “Is this Mark’s sweater?”

“Yeah, I need to return it to him.” The girl sighs, “what an asshole.”

“Can you give me advice at least?”

“Okay,” Kielle sits herself next to him, placing on her own sweatshirt, “just show her you love her I guess? Girls love it when the guy they’re dating isn’t afraid to show them off. I know you don’t really like PDA but it would probably mean the world to her if you showed more affection in front of others.”

Luke nods, taking in the girl’s words fully. It was easy, he thinks. He loved you, so it wouldn’t be hard to display his affection. What was hard was doing it publicly. He rarely kissed you in public; mostly just a bit of hand holding and back hugging. That or cheek kisses.

“But if I.. do PDA.. then I’ll betray my image.” Luke sighs, “my image is very dear to me.”

“You mean the image that makes everybody shit on you?” Kielle laughs, but quickly stops when she sees Luke frustrated, “okay sorry Lu. But really, is your image dearer to you than YN?”

“No,” Luke mutters, “not dearer than YN.”

“There you have it Lu,” the girl wraps her arms around the much taller boy, pulling him in for a tight hug. “Hey, don’t work yourself up over what those dumbasses are saying about you okay? YN loves you, I can see it.”

“Thanks Kiels,” Luke says, pulling away to wrap his arms around Kielle’s shoulder. “I’ll get Mark to apologize. He’s a dick for talking to other girls. It may not look like it, but he’s obsessed with you. He’s just too dumb to realize what he’s doing.”

Kielle shrugs, getting up and going over to sit herself on her desk chair. “Yeah, that’s Estapa for you.”

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When Luke Hughes arrives back at his dorm, he knew exactly what he had to do. He had to change, not only for you, but for himself.

There were no more bottling up emotions, no more making you cry or upset, and most definitely no more of being a bad boyfriend.

He was going to bury his old self. It was a decision that he stood by, knowing it meant it will better the relationship for the both of you. Doing it, however, was a lot harder than he had imagined.

“Alright Luke,” he reassures himself, “you’re doing this for your girlfriend. ‘Cause you love her. And you want the best for her.”

The next day, Luke Hughes arrives to class with a bright smile, so bright that it actually scares the shit out of Mark as soon as they make eye contact.

“Holy shit Hughes! Did somebody force you to smile? Blink twice for help!”

“Very funny,” Luke says, pushing the boy back harshly. Mark only laughs, not expecting his best friend to have a smile on his face this early in the morning—or at all, for the matter.

“Hi,” you say shyly as you sat down near your boyfriend. You can’t help but widen your eyes when you see him give you a boyish smile, one that makes your heart flutter inside your chest.

“Hi lovie,” he hesitate for a bit, then intertwines both your hands as he uses his free hand to wrap themselves around your shoulder.

What was going on?

“Now PDA? God Luke, what happened yesterday that made you be a changed man?!” Mark can’t help but holler loudly, quickly stopping when he sees Kielle walk into the room.

“Kiels!” He motions for her to come over, which makes the girl roll her eyes in annoyance.

“You won’t believe it Kiels, Luke is actually smiling, and he’s—he’s wrapping his arms around her shoulder! Publicly!”

“Oh settle down Mark,” Kielle takes a seat next to him, right across from you and Luke. “Glad to see my favorite couple.”

“Thanks Kie,” you reply, blushing tremendously. You hadn’t been this flushed since the day Luke had officially asked you to be his girlfriend.

“I’m guessing you two made up then?” Luke raises his eyebrows.

“Yeah, yesterday,” it was now Mark’s turn to wrap his arms around somebody; that somebody being Kielle. He pulls her close to his body, his face plastered into a wide grin. “I was calling you yesterday nonstop to tell you of the news. Why didn’t you pick up?”

“Just had to do a little burying.”

Mark raises his eyebrows. “You didn’t kill anyone, did you?” His grin grows even wider.

“Not anyone important,” Luke replies.

The two boys burst out into laughter, while you and Kielle look at each other in amusement.

Boys will be boys. And your boys were extremely interesting, to say the least.

“Alright well, Kiels and I are dating. I decided to apologize and we actually spent the night together yesterday,”

Luke’s lips form a straight line before descending into a small smile.

“Congrats.” He says, “but just so you know Estapa, if Kiels ever comes to me crying, you are so dead.”

“Hey! What if I was the one to come crying to you instead?”

“Then you must’ve done something to Kielle that would’ve made her make you cry.”

“Now that’s just unfair,”

You and Kielle can’t help but giggle quietly at your two boyfriends bickering. You didn’t know where the sudden change in Luke came from, but you were glad he was still your sweet, caring boyfriend.

“I love you,” you whisper to him quietly as you lay on his shoulder.

“I love you more.”

And for the first time publicly, Luke Hughes places a long kiss on your lips, eyes closed as he cherishes the moment.

“Gross!” Mark exclaims, “get a room!”

#slytherin!luke (ghostfacd version)#luke hughes #luke hughes blurb #luke hughes imagines #luke hughes x y/n #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes x oc #hughes brothers #Quinn hughes #quinn hughes x reader #nhl imagine #nhl x you #nhl fanfiction #nhl fluff #nhl x reader #nhl x y/n #umich hockey #umich blurbs

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konishirrr · 2 years

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☆going by bsd mens surnames☆

→Atsushi

·after meeting you, he finally decided to introduce you to the ada

·"Guys, this is l/n y/n-"

·"No, Nakajima y/n"

·Probably blushed REALLY hard. Fifty shades of red

·dazai or ranpo prolly said smth like, "well nice to meet you, Nakajima y/n"

·If u bring this up again, he will for sure hide his face blushing frantically trying to change the conversation

·if ur hurt by him trying to avoid the topic he will talk tho

·cue image of yalls wedding flashing in his mind, prolly cuddles w u the whole day

→Chuuya

·introducing you to verlaine? Kouyo maybe?okay, just his mafia 'family'

·"yall, this is my lover, y/n"

·"Oh whats your lastname?"

·"Nakahara-"

·eyes opened so wide ong

·"wait- what did you say??"'s by both him and his 'family'

·kept talking abt it afterwards

·guessing mori to be laughing and looking at elise like, 'so wholesome'

·whenever smth happens brings it up like,

·"You know, you did say u want to marry me"

·smirks or grins everytime

·chants nakahara y/n to see if it sounds good and internally blushed when he realized it did

→Fyodor

·making smth as a hobby?

·maybe a drawing? Well, u finished smth and wrote ur name on it

·u were showing him the art when he pointed it out

·"yes, yes i think its wonderful but, is that my lastname?"

·was stunned for a sec but got cocky

"You steal my hat, my coat and now my surname? I think thats a bit much don't you dearest?"

·literally uno reverse carded u

·now ur blushing??? Manipulator (affectionate)

→Dazai

·the only thing i can imagine is ranpo or atsushi asking ur surname bc dazai only calls u by ur first name

·"oh yeah, y/n whats ur lastname?"

·"Simple! That's l/-"

·"Dazai"

·Cue confused face

·"what" corners u basically asking what u meant

·like fedya, got cocky

·"Oh~ belladonna wants to marry me~"

↑loud enough for the crowd of ppl or ada to hear

·bad decision skills, if u ever say u hate him or anything negative, hes gonna bring that up

#atsushi x y/n #atsushi x reader #chuuya x reader #chuuya x y/n #fyodor x reader #fyodor x y/n #dazai x y/n #dazai x reader #bsd headcanons #❤️

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treehuggerthegreat · 2 months

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something i really need to get off my chest even if i just post this privately is That i really dislike ‘caretakers’ in whump writing. or ‘whumper’ i feel like it makes a character (even if they’re just a hypothetical one) feel very 1 dimensional and it makes me so OKAY JUST HEAR ME OUT!!! whumpee i don’t mind much, it makes the prompt or what your talking about a little clearer. But it feels like it’s putting it into a box and making sort of roles which makes it feel less like a prompt and more like we’re in an omega verse fandom and i mean this really lovingly and affectionately and no hate to any of yall. I have a vast amount of characters and i write stories and books and I can say with out a shadow of a doubt, not ONE of them fall under ‘whumper’ or ‘caretaker’ because i develop them as their own individual character. Not even my antagonist are ‘whumpers’

So one of my main antagonists literally burns cigarettes on the MC and abuses the MC. Tries to kill her on her 18th birthday. Shes her mom, and the main character PHYSICALLY cannot leave that situation with out getting the authorities involved until she turns 18. Mom sounds like an ass, she beats ‘whumpee’ up! why would i NEVER call her a whumper? because she’s a whumpee by that logic. Her mom was extremely emotionally abusive, and half the time not fully there. Her shitty ass dad got murdered in front of her when she was just a kid. but Her mom isn’t a whumper either, because she too would be considered a whumpee. She was a world renowned flapper girl, everyone loved her. she LIVED for the fame and her face in newspapers. But behind the scenes she was actively ignoring her distant parents as they continued to try and marry her off. She was then forced into the marriage when she got pregnant with the guy (much so against her will which is why she killed him.) and ever since she’s been delusional and not fully there. It’s generational abuse.

more ramble under the cut + extra clarification on what I’m trying to say

okay but that’s just generational abuse right? There are other whumpers in the real world! Yeah i guess there’s sadists and serial killers, but like, there’s SOOOO much more guys.

I have a mini antagonist, he’s in highschool and he’s meant to be the toxic narcissistic ex of one of my characters. But he’s falling apart trying to get attention, he’s not fully aware of the damage he IS doing. Ass he may be but again behind the scenes he’s constantly fighting with his dad who refuses to do anything around the house and who is also transphobic (she’s bigender but i’ve been using he to make it less confusing right now) and now she has to take care of her little sister and act like a whole ass mom. As a sophomore. In high school. Not only that but her mom died, so she has to struggle with that. She’s just an annoying ass teenager, she doesn’t understand how to treat people or how she’s supposed to be handling what she’s dealing with. But getting attention and being liked at school? now that’s the shit. That’s like drugs for her. But to what lengths does she go to get that extra validation? He uses his boyfriend almost like an accessory. He’s not considerate of his feelings, and most likely doesn’t understand what a relationship is SUPPOSED to be.

Unless you’re making a sociopath character, which i LOVE a good sociopath character, you have to treat them like they also have humanity. Most of the time villains don’t just. Do shit to do it, they have some sort of background that lead up to this!!! And also even then with sociopaths they’re their own individual characters separate from the people they hurt!!! and also NONE of these are end all be alls and all characters must be developed this way!!!!

just my advice and stuff <3 i love all of you out there and i can understand why using certain roles and terms are the go to, and i’m not stopping you!!! i just really wanted to give my two cents so i can possibly help other writers!!!

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descendantofthesparrow · 2 years

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Touch starved - Harry Hook x reader - Oneshot

blame @hanas-headcanons for this yall

Harry-being from the isle, didn’t grow up with normal affection, the most you got physically was fist bumps, baps on the head, punching each other as hard as you could (for funsies~) and the very rare; pats on the back.

Yeah…isle kids didn’t get much affection growing up, leading many many to be touch starved. Such as the C4; Mal would smack at and basically hiss at anyone that tried to touch her that wasn’t Ben or her friends, only to actually melt into Ben’s arms when he hugged her gently. Evie thrived on physical affection, taking every chance she got to huddle up to someone she was close to. Jay loved being just-squished, happy to be the pillow or mattress. Carlos was the most-skittish of the three- he preferred gentle touches and soft hugs, preferring to be the one laying on Jay instead of being under Evie or Mal.

So Harry ended up being…adverse to touch, he didn’t like it, plain and simple. Only people close to him had permission to touch him, Uma and his sisters being the few with that permission. Then he met you, a bright, affectionate, cheery sunspot that suddenly crashed into his life when he arrived in Auradon.

You were just a quiet thing, sitting in the back of the class with your nose buried in your sketchbook. whenever the teacher called on you; you knew the answer, not even looking up from your art. He didn’t know what had drawn him to you, maybe it was that comforting personality you had, maybe it was your soft smile, or maybe it was that you had never judged him for all his mental bullshit.

He just one day realized oh, there you are; as you were laughing about your stupid joke about pirates. That was the day he admitted to himself tha the had fallen in love. He had confessed soon after, and realized you might be a bit more work than he thought, not in a bad way but-you were and are an EXTREMELY affectionate person, he could tell you wanted to hug him when he told you his feelings, but you settled for taking his hands and shaking them about. He felt a little bad, one of the huggiest girls at Auradon prep and she ended up with the one dude who hated hugs.

He remembered telling you so before you really even became friends ‘I hate hugs. Never got em never wanted em’ he could feel the pity coming from you, or maybe it was just sadness in general. “you’ve never been hugged?” you had sounded so broken, as if just the thought hurt you to the core. But after you got together, you compromised, you could do whatever you wanted with his hands, hold em, play with em, anything, just-don’t hug him without a week's warning.

But one day, Harry was fully distracted, and you were too, bouncing around the room hyped up from your art project being accepted for the nautical art competition, leaping towards Harry and into his arms, laughing as he went stone still; snapped out of his daydream.

“oh, crap-im so sorry Harry! I got so caught up in my emotions and-and” you started to pull away, face flushed in embarrassment before Harry held you tight, practically melting into your arms “Harry?”

“where ‘ave ye been all me life” Harry grumbled, his arms around your waist tight and unbreakable, he-he was hugging you. “fuck” you beamed, realizing Harry-liked- your hugs. You quickly held him again, rubbing your face against his head, giggling as he gasped and snuggled into you “fuck” you laughed louder, oh he was just so cute. “pirate puddle” you teased as Harry muttered curses, his cheek smushed into your shoulder as he pressed his hands to the small of your back. One of your hands started to run through his hair, your fingernails scratching his scalp and Harry felt as if he was going to melt right then and there. He let out a garbled mess of noises and you tilted to the side, landing on his bed and continuing to giggle as Harry practically crawled into your lap, every ounce of his weight being pressed against you. “yeh can hug me whenever ye’ want, jus’ lemme know it’s you first” Harry mumbled, sounding very sleepy, as if just your touch was comforting enough to put his mind at ease to sleep.

You nodded against his head; your lips pressed to his forehead “promise! Promise.” Harry hummed, happy at your response, and moved his face to press into the crook of your neck, smiling against your skin as you giggle at the feeling “told you; hugs are great”

“should’ve listened”

“yep yep”

-end~!-

again, blame Hana for this, they messaged me about touch starved Harry this morning and i just-HAD to, ive been wanting to write TC’d Harry for a while anyway so this just gave me the excuse, gonna do more with different situations, i just wanna see/read Harry fucking shake and melt when (y/n) holds his face for the first time

permtaglist!

@queer-cosette @sephiralorange @lunanight2012

@daughter-of-the-stars11 @musicarose @rintheemolion

@random-thoughts-003 @imtryingthisout @remembered-license

@thecaptainsgingersnap @verboetoperee @saryguerrero

@reallysparklychaos @thetrueghostqueen @dai-tsukki-desu

#disney descendants #harry hook descendants #harry hook x reader #touch starved isle kids #harry really needed a hug and didnt realize it

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honeyviscera · 6 months

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i do NOT like the love triangle trope honestly i'm pretty tired of it.... there's a couple ways it often goes and all of them are like. equally frustrating.

way #1: for the first part of the story, character A and character B are shown to be slowly developing feelings for each other. their relationship is developing well, and so far their story is compelling. then one day, character C is introduced as a love rival for A's heart. C often doesn't have very much depth, and is often obnoxious, petty, or mean, and exists only to create tension with B. C doesn't really add anything meaningful to the story, and is often meant to "test" A's loyalty to B. this often goes hand in hand with misunderstandings, where B thinks A is going to date C, due to A for some reason being nice to/affectionate with C, and B gets jealous/angry/hurt, and that creates tension between B and A, often damaging their relationship with each other for like A WHILE. eventually of course, C gets rejected and A and B are endgame, but C created a lot more unnecessary drama and dragged the story out for longer than it needed to be, and damaged A&B's trust with each other, and C didn't develop as a character at all, and it just made A look disloyal. i find this trope to be very frustrating and unnecessary. there are so many other ways tension can be created rather than throwing some catty jealous rando in there for no reason at all, and making B and the audience question A's affection for B.

way #2: A, B, and C are all introduced from the start, and B & C are shown to be constantly competing for A. it goes back and forth, and ohhh~ we totally don't know who A is going to choose! will it be B, or will it be C? A is shown to not really be "loyal" to one or the other, and B & C often fight, or are mean to each other, and often try and sabotage the other in the name of making themselves look better to A. i find this really frustrating and it gets very old very fast, and i just end up not really rooting for one or the other, when B & C are both shown to stoop low to boost their own favour, and A is shown to be wishy-washy and noncomittal. overall not compelling to me, and doesn't make me want to ship any of them. just really offputting.

way #3: A and B are childhood friends, but one day C arrives! C is like. meaner or more of a "bad boy" type and B is kind and caring. guess who A chooses, despite it being objectively a bad decision? you know this one, of course it's C. "nice guys finish last" trope. i really hate this one. it's just so frustrating, and often A doesn't really pick C for any other reason that "theyre sooo hot 😏🤤🥵😳😩i want this objectively shitty person to fuck me rawww~~~~" and there's often no depth or development given to their relationship. i get that this is often used as like wish fulfilment or self insert? but yall need to get better fantasies. im so tired.

ET CETERA. i just think there's so many better ways to write relationships without making some third character be "competition". it's just frustrating and it gets so old to me. I HATE LOVE TRIANGLES. please give me better written romances, or if you're really set on more than 1 love interest, write healthy polyamory instead. im so tired of this competition bullshit LMFAO

#ocean.mp3 #anyways

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mewhenladygaga · 29 days

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David Wallace SFW Alphabetical

(how does no one talk abt this pic of michael n david😭😭)

A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)

David is pretty affectionate. Whenever he can, he brings back your favorite flowers, chocolate, etc. Anything you want, he'll do everything just to get it. On other days, his way of showing affection is through kisses, hugs or leaving you random voicemails for you to listen while he's away.

B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

You started working at corporate or at Scranton, so when David does his annual visits for Michael or Jim or even Dwight, he manages to catch you and say a hello or ask you out to a "friendly" dinner date. If it were at corporate, then it would some constant staring throughout meetings. But not much that you think he's a creep. Once he finds his courage to talk to you, he asks you out.

C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)

David likes cuddles, he isn't as used to them from the being of your relationship but after a while he gets used to it. He prefers it when your in his lap and your head is on his chest. David finds spooning acceptable too, but likes to be the big spoon. You'll really be the big spoon in cuddling when he gets let go by Sabre.

D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)

I think we've all seen that David put marshmallow fluff on bread and drinks warm beer when in his hot tub. Otherwise, he likes to clean more than cook. He's at a medium level with cleaning, he does leave dust behind couches, beds, etc because he never notices it even tho he's wearing glasses...

E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

David calls you beforehand while at work or from work he calls you to tell you that yall had to break up because he can't bring the courage of saying it in front of you. But he does say a final "I loved you" before hanging up and maybe even removing your number from his contacts (either way he has it memorized).

F = Fiancée (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)

David waits about a year or two (3 perchance:33) to say he wants to marry you. He wants there to be a ring on your finger, so other people know you're taken. He feels it's the best way to show how much he loves you and that he'd rather spend the rest of his life with you.

G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

He's an EXTREMELY patient man, so he's like 100 percent gentle with whatever it is and if something really bad happens like mentally or physically then he gets a bit on your nerves. Overall he's a gentle man.

H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)

David would probably plead for a hug at home, work, anywhere. He finds it comforting and way back to reality, his hugs are super tight so it'll probably hurt.

I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)

The first time he'll say "I love you" is if he asks you out to dinner, you say yes, it happens and probably say it as David is asking you to be his girlfriend.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)

Depends on the type of parties, gatherings (i think r the same??) or family reunions, if it's work related and he knows someone likes you or gets too comfortable around you, from far behind he'll see it and walk as fast as possible to tell them to just back off as his face his red from being mad. It'll maybe start an argument. If David sees you with a man (specifically ones he hates or finds creepy), then he'll go crazy but if it's a woman then that's fine.

K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

David will practically shove his lips onto yours whenever, more once he's CEO. If he had to choose where then possibly your shoulder, down your back and your stomach if he was laying there.

L = Little ones (How are they around children?)

Calm and full on happiness, David is so bright and fun around kids and babies. Although he's quiet and gentle with newborns for an obvious reason.

M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)

He hates having to wake up early, more so to drive like an hour to work and have to deal with some phone calls from Michael or a random or work calls. David will maybe stay in bed with you for an extra five minutes so he can properly wake up.

N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)

He immediately falls asleep from how much he has to deal with being a CFO or CEO (depending on the season).

O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

Technically on the first date, some smalls bits of himself and his job but doesn't really specify what yet. If you worked at corporate then everything because you see him everyday.

P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)

There's no need to explain the utter patience this man has.

Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

On the way home from a date, he'll memorize everything you said word by word. Then even write it down and then recite it until the next time you two see each other. If he forgot anything about you, he'd feel like shit to have to ask you again. But when you tell him it's okay and not like you'll just dump him like that, certainly gets rid of David's worries.

R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

Spending Valentine's Day together for the first time, he cherishes every second of it and makes it worth your while. David, being alone half of his life, this brightens up the little emptiness there in his heart.

S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you?)

David keeps you close to him no matter where you guys are, even at home where it is supposed to be safest place. He would place his hand anywhere for you to know he's still there. He'll do it during meetings too and doesn't care if someone's watching.

Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

The disgusting personality (jan).

T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

David will put his whole 40 years into the effort of making you anything you wanted. He may be getting old but he's still an active man!!!111

U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

None, at least I don't think so???👽

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Not much, I mean if I looked like Andy Buckley i would be so blessed. But a little insecurity on the greying in his hair, he isn't balding yet so🙏🙏

W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

David feels lonely and quite literally empty without you next to him or on the phone. So yes he feels too incomplete without you.

X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)

(i don't have 1😭😭🙏)

Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)

David can move a lot in his sleep, a heavy sleeper who moves his arms and legs. Sometimes at night he'll accidentally hit you with 1 of his limbs without realizing it until you told him. He could fall off the bed and not know, then it was your turn to pick him up and throw him back in.

#the office #david wallace #david wallace x reader

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mllebabushkat · 2 years

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☀️ Warrior Nun S2E6 🌙

PSA: i didn't survive this ep lakdsj;gjaskjda

haha my whiplash from Confusion to OH OH YOUNG SUZANNE

AND SHANNON

(wow i missed her and i barely knew her T^T)

so either shannon's older than i expected or superion is younger than i expected???

but more importantly

superion's halo is SO POWERFUL?????

she's got that a) touch of death palm technique Lite Version AND b) nifty overwatch lookin shield scuse me ava when will you

once again OST SLAPS

SHE IS SO BADASS!!,!,!,’cbnncbdbdbfj also cocky hahaha i love her

this fight's fave move: double neck skewer!

firstly, halo rejecting looks GNARLY

secondly, w h y (grief? fully drained? it somehow knew she failed to protect someone due to her own ego? severity of her own moral failing? i want. answers)

The PRIDE in bea’s look as ava talks 🤩 i am hanging on to every single avatrice interaction for my liFE

cam trying to summon the boogeyman is the horror trope i didn't know i needed ahahaha

MICHAEL'S GOT A NUKE tony stark lookin ass

"we are not both dying over some interdimensional power grab" u tell em!!!!1 (such a frustrating and common trope, why must the hero always be the sacrificial lamb for some lofty goal?)

yo that is one DIRTY look bea gave him tho lmfao

on today's episode of bullying william: "foster" what a dumb name L u delusional little shit

cut to vincent el bastardo

"and we shall contact god by text" the ABSURDITY PFFF

*what's in the box voice* what did adriel sayyyyyy????

obligatory fuck off adriel

picking out tmrws outfit slay boyo 🤡💁‍♀️is it me or does he look like Hugh Jackman with that new beard

back to the blessed blorbos!

team super cam aw <3

OH NO U DONT TOUCH HER GIRL LIKE THAT

protective!bea i'm swooningg

journalist!yasmine is so cuteeee

CAMILLA UR CHASTITY HAHAHAHAHHAA

clutching my pearls but also yes girliE GET SOMEEEEEEEE

is that the fuckin,, lalisa sonf? v hype but ngl doesn't fuuully fit the scene But i'll let it slide :)

“well then warrior nun, see you on the other side” 😍😍

you tell me that won't be one of her affectionate nicknames once they settle down and have their happily ever after i DARE you-

“do you know how i know that adriel isn't god, vincent? because he chose to speak to you” OUCHHHHHHHHHH

ok i'm calling it now that pointy cross is hanging Very Ominously over the stage,.,,

adriel choosing to mimic the medici’s bastardised image of Jesus the irony is not lost on me :)

so uhhhhhh why does the halo only sputter out at plot relevant moments? *shakes writers in frustration*

LILITHS TEETH VAGINA COSTUME

i'm so sorry but lilith girl they did u so fucking dirty wtf is this shitty look costumes dept u were doing so wellllll TAT

oh dear ava 🥺

yall there’s nothing that hurts me more than a well laid plan going wrong

lilith hurtling off the roof - HAHAHAHAHA YEET BITCH

where tf was ava hiding her helmet???? up her-?

kristian: “let it go” ah ofc they planned for this

insert it’s a trap !!!!!!!! meme

i can’t watch thissssssddsddd

oh boy the cross tip hanging ever lower like the sword of Damocles

I CALLED IT

nooooo rest in pieces duretti shdhdhajahgdhd

jesus that's brutal,, gnarly counter: 2

michael: "god isn’t real" maybe the true message all along was atheism :)

CAMILLA AND HER GUNNNNNN BIG BRAINNNNNN

AVA DESCENDING LIKE THE REAL ANGEL SHE IS

vincent seeing her-

lilith ex machina swooping in-

OK MICHAEL GOT A STAB IN gnarly counter: 3 (once again loving the gore this season !)

BOTH ava and michael choosing to sacrifice themselves in that moment PLS NO

ooh love the millisecond yellow sheen on adriels eyes

sister ARMS- sorry- i meant sister dora HELLO THERE

“come on pretty boy” ahahshdhdksjagahaha bea ily

back at base

ok fess up who's the goddamn snitch

(small eyeroll at the 'oops i destroyed the macguffin detonator' trope)

SUPERION NO

(did she die ????)

never has a cross been so hateful as the one drawn in blood fuck you william u little dipshit

SUPERION NO 😭😭😭😭

did lilith just save ava by teleporting her

jahdkclcpsjsxnxoxmxnsiskncc

this episode took my heart and shredded it in a meat grinder

superion has shot up my favourites list this season and for her to end like that-

and duretti!

but mostly superion TAT i'm suing for her And mary >:(((

ANYWAY

not keeping calm and carrying on-

#i am. inconsolable #fuck #but yeah otherwise #forget avatrice camilla and her gun is The most iconic duo in this series hahahahahahahaha #jks i love avatrice did yall see how bea threw herself between ava and michael to stop them blowing themselves up???????????#warrior nun #wn #warrior nun season 2 #babushkat rambles #babushkat watches warrior nun

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apipedreamxx · 8 months

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ok so this might be a little weird but. i feel like tumblr is the only community thatll be really truły honest with me. so here it goes.

im currently in a happy relationship with a person whos very considerate, giving, funny, entertaining - all the cool and nice things for a partner to be. i kinda have a problem with how liike distant this relationship feels? we've not argued once since we started dating and i feel like its because we don't get that involved. but my partner's been open about the fact that they struggle with sharing emotions so ive been screwing up my courage to start being the more engaged one, i guees i can put it.

during the summer, mine and partner's vacation plans almost didnt overlap so we ended up almost not seeing each other. i was quite unhappy with that and i know they were as well. also an important fact i guess is that every year since i was like 6 i go to this summer camp. right nów im what you would call a counselor or sth like that, english doesnt always make sense. and my exboyfriend, the only man ive ever introduced to my family (bc they dont know im pan) is also a counselor at the same camp.

i was the one who broke up with the guy and id never ever go back to that relationship, but i can admit that the physical side of it was always easy for us. like not even the sex, just the casual touching and being together. so this year, almost two years after our break-up, while i was missing my partner, who i hadnt seen in three weeks, i was reluctant to be firm in pulling away from the easiness of hugging and laying together, things like that. i didnt necessarily go over the boundaries of being friendly and affectionate - at least, you know, my boundaries, since everyone has different ones, but, the thing is, this guy isn't completely over me yet. and well, he was always sort of pushy, but i dont know, the physical contact felt really good. i was told by friends that i look better and that im less irritable, all because some guy whos frankly a lot annoying hugged me tightly enough?

so what im focusing on and what i need advice with are two things:

1) id hate for this to be like a heteronormative thing, you know? has anyone experienced something like, theres one person whos just better at touching you than other? am i just touch starved?

2) i will ofc be talking to my partner when we see each other soon, but what do yall think are the odds theyd see this whole thing as cheating? i just. dont wanna hurt them

thank you very much for reading, if u got this far, and i would really like some advice, or maybe just to know of a similar experience. anyway. thank you

#advice #relationship advice #lgbtqia #struggles #this turned into an aita story almost but like hell im going to reddit #help please

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astrxealis · 2 years

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anyways under the cut i will ramble abt sandalphon and i (+ etc) bcs i kind of cannot get him out of mind again

i saw a sandalphon edit some time ago and there was a quote related to stars and another "you're not alone" !! and OKAY HEROEHDK I KIND OF REALLY associate myself w stars. i really really love starsurhejd and its just like oh sandalphon w stars haha he looks up at them at night and is remindwd of me maybe? (also like w luci bcs. morning star. sobs) AJSHWHWJSJ AND THEN ... youre not alone is one of the biggest themes in ff endwalker so that just HIT ME LIKE A BULLETTRAIN JFCJDHSJ YOU CANT DO THIS SO MY HEART HELP HELLOW WHY

and then okay theres official art of sandalphon and the other angels wearing glasses? the one for sandalphon is more brown than mine but ours r around the same ... the look so similar ... haha matching couple glasses so true (mine r more peach/pink tho rirhwifhedjj) that drives me sigekebdkejd

i want to go on coffee shop and cafe and tea dates w sandalphon so bad !! i also have many brainrots abt him embracing me w his wings :]

ALSO ITS RLLY UNFAIR BCS THEMES W ANGELS ARE LOTERALLY ONE OF MY FAVES ... like w shb and then wmtsb and GODUSHSUSJS MY HEART !!

also thinking abt how hurt sandalphon wld be riehdisndksj w how im acting in ebg rn GODDAMN HRUT i blame my twin for this lune ihysm /nm JDHSJDBAKSJ I DONT WANT TO BREAK HIS HEART ANYMORE ... ESP W HIS PAST AND YK WHAT HAPPENS IN THE 1ST SIDE STORY YEAH ?? he just wants acknowledgment and love and all that and me ignoring him GDODOSJSKJWKSKAKS O DON THWATNT TO DO HRTA ANYMORE

but in a lighter note ive also been vv affectionate to my pichu stuffed toy lately !! p cute if sandy was jealous over a lil yellow baby LOLFIRHWIDJWKWH HELP AS YOU CAN SEE i also have kind of similar brainrots w xiao too ngl bcs damn yall giving me fluff and angst yo yes 🥹🥹🥹

my biggest enemy and sabotage tbh is the fact i think and talk a lot bcs my FIRST STRIKE WAS JUST ME MAKING FUNNT CONVO AND THEN SLIPPING i wont be surprised if my 3rd strike is wholly on accident tbh.

i want to nuzzle sandalphon yk ... we both actually have catlike tendencies eiehwihdiwbd IDBSKS i want to boop his nose w mine really badly actually. and also hug him. hed be very nice to hug

AND ALSO ... i fee as thoufh hes not actually that much taller than me (dimitri is tall though. i feel like xiao is around mt height too. diluc tall tho. uhhh g'raha is actually shorter than irl me canonically so...) ODHSKDNS BUT IT DOESNT RLLY SEEM LIKE THAT WAY BCS HE ACTUALLY WEARS HEELS LIKE YES sandlaphon is genuinely the guy you would call babygirl. raha is literally the epitome of lil meow meow and tbh sandy is also a lil meow meow but for me hes the epitome of babygirl. WIFE malewife Odhwiqhswiwj ALSO VANE IS CNAONICALLY TECHNICALLT A MALEWIFE HELLO WHAT hes the mom of the dragon knights ITS UNFAIR BCS HES ALSO TECHNICALLY A HIMBO W BIGG ASS FUCK BOOBAS LIKE WHAT THE EHCK YOURE SO PRECIOUS AND CUTE BUT THEN YORIE SO BIG /SFW

tbh this isnt even just abt sandy n i anymore just me rambling a lot HAHSUAHAJAJ

AND THENNNDISDHJ BELIAL OH MY GODDDDIEHEIWHWJSJSJJSKS I CANT STOPPPOehwj

i think abt belial calling me by some SCANDALOUS NICKNAME /lh nah nothinf vv scandalous dw just stuff like pretty girl ... then he realizes i am also in fact weak as well to pretty boy ...

i want belial to invade my personal space but like obvs i wld allow him too tho ???? if that makes sense dw this isnt forced or anythinf or /neg this is vv much /pos i want belial to put a finger under my chin and lift me up. teasing me for a kiss that i just want rllt badly but first i have to tell him that i love him and aRGEGDHSHDJ I HATE HIS GUYS SO MUCH

okay ill stop rambling here for now help ive taken up almost half an hour of my simp pass alrdy IDHWIDBS

#⋯ ꒰ა starry thoughts ໒꒱ *·˚#✩.saved #⋯ ꒰ა hell on earth ໒꒱ *·˚#IFHEHEBWIDHSKDJ ....#✩.selfship

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gogolstoelicker · 2 years

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Twisted wonderland dorm leaders with a scaramouche! MC 👀

Dorm leaders with a Scaramouche!MC

You're a cunning individual as you could easily manipulate someone to get what you want. You could also be quite traitorous after getting what you want. You also have a hobby of exerting your authorities over others.

You seemed to be quite the selfish individual too, only caring for yourself and your own benefits, not caring for what happens to the one around you.

Riddle:

fights with the both of u could get very ugly💀

im talking abt straight uo collars, lightning, fires and poison likr powers

the people around the two of you are not having fun btw

as soon as they sensed u guys are gonna fight and trey and cater's words are not reaching the two of u at all?

deuce and ace are alr running to find the headmaster so nobody would get hurt

the others however?

it takes yall a VERY long time to even get along

honesty? yall just mostly compete with each other on who's better than the other at smth

academic rivals to friends/ lovers⁉️⁉️

leaning more to enemies tho

if yall ever became friends, that doesn't mean you guys are gonna stop competing

it actually became both of ur little entertainment and u guys are actually having fun rather than going full on hatred and competitiveness:D!!

and if yall teamed up? the school stands NO chance against yall💀💪‼️

Leona:

isnt leona kind of cunning?

so another cunning vs cunning⁉️⁉️

if you're confused, i write from bottom to top btw

except the other one is too lazy to scheme smth unless it greatly benefits the goal he had in his mind, which is becoming a king

honestly? i think you guys can understand each other like no other once y'all got along and started openinh up to each other

like you're abandoned and literally nobody likes u, nobody likes leona back in his hometown with the exception of cheka, you two have this goal u wanted to achieve no matter what (u with the gnosis and him with the throne)

so im just saying, u two could definitely be besties‼️

but just bc y'all are besties, doesn't mean yall are gonna start being nice to each other tho😁

ofc u guys are not gonna cross the line, its just smth like uh

sharp tongued mfs insulting each other as affection?🤔🤔 like

"well aren't u a lazy fucker, try using some effort and u might get what u want someday(affectionate)"

"says the person who is literally not liked by everyone. if u put any effort into having a better personality, maybe people will like u (affectionate)"

its ok y'all are just doing this daily sarcastic yet affectionate callout🤗‼️

Azul:

cunning vs cunning😱😱how bad can it be🤔⁉️

well not too bad but he was definitely fooled at first

like u were so friendly and nice at first, he just cant suspect a thing

esp when u just mindlessly signed the contract with him

and then things happened

he then swore he won't ever be fooled by how friendly u are and ur smile

which he starts to doubt if he should ever start doing that honestly🤔considering how u act after letting go of ur friendly facade

the duo the school does not want to happen

like imagine u two teaming up and thr schemes you two would create together😰😰no thanks, they choose peace

idk if yall can get along honestly

its like the harbingers relationship with each other (complete distrust and hate)

so uh🤔🤔im sorry if his is kind of short? and not much?

but if we're gonna talk abt u two actually somehow being friends, the whole school would start running for their lives

its every man for themselves👹

Kalim:

might get intimidated by u

but eventually warmed up and went up to u despite jamil's protest

and it's all bc of how he saw u treat ortho

ur so sweet to ortho, ofc you're not a bad guy🙏😁you can't be if you're nice to kids😁‼️

-me convincing my friends abt my fav characters

well jamil tried his best to make him stay away from u, which as we can see, does not work

kalim tried his best to be friended u!! he really did!!

u need help?! kalim is alr around the corner waiting for u to ask for his help or smth

the headmaster gave u too much work? kalim is glancing at u, a silent ask if u need help from him or not

exams is near? he's next to you with books and shining eyes, waiting for u to say yes to him being ur study buddy

u went from kalim's tolerator to kalim's protection squad leader

u somehow let everything out to kalim while crying (he's crying with u btw)

idk how it happened either

maybe its because of kalim's endless support for u who knows

kalim is that one guy who accidentally entered the villain's lair and now became the villain's emotional support

you're the villain btw😁🙏

Vil:

yall know how hoyoverse? mihoyo? whicheverhoyo always mentioned how scara is pretty every chance they got? (they're so me frfr. i would mention how pretty scara is every chance i got too)

yeah thats how vil sees you, a beautiful being

like when he first saw u during the uh entrance ceremony???? he was clutching his purse so hard bc like you're so??? beautiful??? omg????!'5$???!!

that skin??? that beautiful hair??? those lips??? those eyes??? and that red eyeshadow /eyeliner idk???? omg!?5@??!!

someone met his standards!!

do u think it'll make vil insecure tho? ofc no. it just motivates him to try harder in being beautiful💪‼️

def tried to talk to u and got displeased by ur personality

ur face is smth but with that personality? you're gonna get a flying kick from him if u do not try to be nice🤨

honestly tried to get u to share ur beauty tips with him

u going "what beauty tips🤨⁉️"

him going "🤨⁉️"

oh no this is NOT going to slide

if you're pretty and not putting more effort into that beauty? he's gonna WHIP WHAP WHOP ur ass🤬🤬

probably how y'all got close

it's just vil making u wear beauty products and u having to toletate it bc oh no! u lost ur authority in this new world😔!!

doesn't matter if you're a puppet or not

👹your👹skin👹shall👹not👹be👹not👹taken👹care👹of👹under👹his👹watch👹

Idia:

oh yikes, he def didn't wanna get near u lol

leave an npc like him alone🤗u, as the SSR rank antagonist can just ignore him like he's some dust on the sidewalk or smth

was genuinely happy u didn't really care about him that much until u suddenly startes approaching him

why... why are u approaching him? what sins did he do in his past life to deserve this? why are u coming cLOSER?!

NO ORTHO. UR BROTHER IS NOT PANICKING *is panicking

turns out u were just trying to walk past him

oh fuh *wipes sweat* 😁he definitely wasn't scared come on now

and then he heard a "why are u smiling like an idiot to nobody?" behind him

uh oh🙀⁉️⁉️

that's how y'all even... got to know each other? if u can even call it that?

idk how can y'all get close without idia being close to a coma but

it could... work??? kinda???? if u let him research the power inside of u and the modifications that has been made🤔🤗

Malleus:

you know how he's probably a few thousand years old or smth?

and since you're nice to elders and children, u are kind of nice to him🤗‼️ /JOKE

that was a joke, im so sorry malleus. i did not mean to call u a grandpapi, im sorry

well you know that feeling when two powerful characters met each other

a god's abandoned puppet and the future ruler of briar valley😱

if the earth could hide, it would hide itself.

well malleus for some reason wants to befriend u🤔🤨

maybe its bc of that "friendly" demeanor you showed him when you two first met

it was a mistake in your part, now u can never get rid of malleus draconia as he will always try to be ur friend

and honestly? seeing his efforts kind of makes u go softer on him

like omg someone is not giving up on you like someone did for being too weak??? and they actually tried their best to genuinely become friends with you????

eventually, malleus succeeded in becoming ur friend:D!! how did he know?? some people got electrocuted by you but shh for spreading more rumors about how scary he can be:D!

and yes, he definitely did a little dance in his room after finding out what happened

#twst #twst wonderland #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #riddle rosehearts #leona kingscholar #azul ashengrotto #kalim al asim #vil shoenheit #idia shroud #malleus draconia

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kimoralov3 · 3 years

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dating druig would include...

warnings: mild angst? talks of mortality, swearing (what's new), spoilers for the eternals, but this is mainly fluff don't worry

general relationship stuff

i feel like druig would be a really good boyfriend

but not in the "he does everything perfectly and yall never argue and blah blah blah"

but in a realistic way

like yeah he gets shit wrong but at least he's trying yknow?

druig doesn't seem like the type of guy to be into pda that much

like he'll give you little hugs and smiles and stuff in public

but he saves his true affections for when the two of you are alone

because, and i quote

"these moments should only be shared by the two of us"

but you honestly don't mind because you both love each other and you understand how he works

first i love you

druig probably knew that he loved you way before he said it

because love is probably a new thing for him

because yknow he's been secluded for a very long time

but druig is a very smart person so it wouldn't take him long to at least think of being in love with you

as for who was the first one to say it

i feel like the two of you would kinda say it at the same time

like druig had been thinking about how to say it in a way that wouldn't freak you out for months

and you were trying to figure out how to tell him that you loved him without scaring him

so the two of you were just sitting there chilling and you both told the other that you had something to tell each other

so you just blurted it out to each other

it was just a really cute moment in general

nicknames for each other

i mean anything that druig called me would make me faint

but i feel like he would go with more old timey (???) nicknames

like love, darling, angel, beautiful, etc...

sometimes a combination of those

and he'll usually add a "my" in front just to see you be all flustered and shit cuz he's a little shit

and you have more teasing nicknames for him

like grumpy pants

you called him eeyore one time

he still hasn't forgiven you lol

dates

dates with druig aren't always specified

like sometimes the two of you will just sit in silence with him running his hand down your back

and sometimes one of you would read to the other in front of the fireplace

but on the rare occasions that the two of you actually spend time planning a date

druig will usually go for the more expensive places as a way to get you to dress up more

because he just loves the way getting ready makes you happy

and he always makes sure to compliment you everytime he sees you (who needs blush when you have druig)

there are the occasional picnic dates and such

these actually technically count as two dates because you and druig would cook the food together

speaking of cooking

there are definitely times where you come home from work and he's made like a full feast (i said that he doesn't like pda not that he isn't affectionate)

if you were mortal

he would constantly worry that something bad was going to happen to you

whether it be because of him or a natural human disease

you would constantly affirm him that nothing was ever going to happen to you and that he had nothing to worry about

the subject of your mortality has definitely led to some arguments but they never last long because druig hated arguing with you (more on that later)

druig tried not to think about the fact that you would die one day but it was hard

he'd even had some nightmares about it sometimes

but you were always there to console him

he would definitely teach you how to fight for your safety and to put his mind at ease a little

if you were somehow immortal

druig would be put at ease because he didn't have to worry about you dying of old age

but you are his partner so he'd definitely still be worried about people hurting you

but you can't be immortal and not having some sort of fighting ability

druig would still insist on teaching you how to fight a bit better

even tho you're both immortal, druig is still older so he would definitely playfully tease you about you being younger

"i'd watch the way you talk to me young one" "oh fuck off dru"

the two of you enjoy telling each other stories about crazy things that happened to you over the centuries

but you both loved the fact that the promise to stay each other forever was 100% possible

arguments

of all the eternals id want to argue with druig the least

because he definitely has a way with words and that can be harmful to the person on the receiving end

most of the time the arguments were squashed before either of you could walk off or do anything that could prolong the argument

"y/n, im sorry. you know i hate arguing with you."

but sometimes it wasn't easy

one of you (probably druig) would say something that they didn't mean that would really cut the other deep

if you said something that hurt druig he'd storm off to take a walk

and if he said something to hurt you you'd scoff and go talk to sersi or thena

you two do have a healthy enough relationship to the point that you can both admit when your wrong and one person isn't just apologizing first all the time

your relationship with the other eternals

out of all of the eternals, you are closest to sersi. she is just such a kind and open minded person that the two of you just naturally clicked. you basically trust her with your life. the two of you would even go on double dates with druig and dane sometimes (not like druig has a choice)

seeing as her and druig are best friends, you and makkari get on really well. she appreciates the way you don't try to change the way druig is but still know how to stick up for yourself. she definitely teases him about you before the two of you got together.

i feel like you are an extreme smart person and saw right through ikaris' bullshit of an act. you didn't even really know that him and druig didn't get along, but his over confidence/arrogance rubbed you the wrong way from the start. however, you were still a civil person around him and kept the digs to a minimum

phastos absolutely adores you. the first time you met the two of you geeked out about some technology thing that only smart people understand, and he was really impressed. he was also impressed with your ability to build things from random objects

i feel like you and gilgamesh hit it off when you complimented his food (when i watched the movie i almost cried because i couldn't eat any of it), and you've been close ever since. he was also one of the people you went to for meaningful life advice

after a bit of internal freak out because who wouldn't freak out if thena/angelina jolie was in front of them you and thena just spent like the whole night talking. you could tell that she needed a fresh mind to put her troubles into, and you were glad to help

kingo was the most interesting eternal for you to meet to say the least. he was definitely the most outgoing than everyone else, but he toned it down a little once he noticed that you were more of a chill person. the two of you definitely bonded over his excellent music taste (yes im a bts stan and what about it)

you and sprite's relationship was a bit weird to say the least. it's not like the two of you didn't get along, you just weren't close. it was always short sentences, maybe a nod or two. no real instances where you bonded with her

you definitely understand why ajak was considered the mother of the eternals. she welcomed you to the family with open arms, telling you how happy she was that you had come into druig's life.

marriage

you and druig's wedding would be really small, you you two, the eternals, and a few of your family and friends

you both had an equal hand in planning the wedding, but druig would let you take over sometimes because he thought you looked so cute when you were focused on something

ajak definitely cried during the ceremony because one of her children is getting married

sersi officiated because why wouldn't she

the two of you spent your honeymoon in paris because druig remembered you talking about it how you always wanted to go

you had to drag him to the Eiffel tower to take pics he would've done it eventually on his own

your marriage isn't really that different than when the two of you were dating

except you like to refer to each other as husband and wife/husband

"anything for you my darling wife/husband"

gifts

druig absolutely loves to spoil you

like where he gets the money to buy all these gifts is a big mystery

sometimes it's small gifts like a painting he made or a poem

there was one time he had a staute of you made

"druig where the fuck are we gonna put this thing" "i think our room is the perfect place"

if there's an artist/band that you really like that's going on tour he'll definitely get you tickets he says (he doesn't really like modern music but you catch him listening to the neighborhood a few times)

one day you ask him why he likes giving you gifts so much

"because i love you, and seeing the look on your face when you receive one of my gifts makes my day"

#druig #the eternals #druig x reader #druig x gn!reader #druig imagine #druig x you #druig fluff #druig fanfiction #druig drabble #kimoralov3

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monarchxx · 3 years

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Dating Layne Staley Would Include...

bitch

no just stop

let me tell you about this man

this fucking ANGEL

my god

ok so meeting him at like a concert okkk

you came with a friend who was friends with laynes friends

make sense?

talking to said group of friends when layne spots you

he was taken aback

he thought you were breathtaking

layne would come up to the group and join in on the conversation

he would talk and look at you with a youthful type of smile on his face

also kept making jokes and looking at you to see if you would laugh

at some point during the night you guys ended up alone and began talking

it was instant connection

after that layne would constantly be asking to see you

and bc he is in a band and is famous he has a busy schedule

but he would cancel things and/or make time to come as see you

alright now dating

laynes a very laid back type of guy

so when it comes to dates its usually something pretty easy going

fast food, ice cream shops, movies

honestly the bougiest it will get is a restaurant

him wanting you with him all the time

not in a clingy way but he just really enjoys you being by him, its make him happy

making him see a side of himself he hasnt seen before

the romantic side

oooooo shit

but it’s true a lot of the time he writes about dark things that is happening in his life

but when you came around he started writing softer songs about you

about how much he loves and needs you

speaking of that

as you may know layne has his own battles and demons

and because of that he can get depressed and become isolated from the world

he really needs you in those moments

hes really vunerable and sad

its like a little kid getting picked on by adults

he isnt innocent but when his own inner demons are hurting him he doesnt know what to do and then becomes easily vulnerable and unsure of himself

so he needs you to give him some sort of direction and comfort

okkk so theres that moving on

affection

he isnt the most affectionate

but he likes to hold your hand a lot

and whenever you're sitting down your legs immediately becomes a pillow

a proud boyfriend

he is extremely proud of every accomplishment you have

literally

you can tell him about a accomplishment you had back in middle school

and when you meet his parents it’s like “Oh did I tell you back in middle school Y/N got a award for...”

like shit that doesnt matter

but you still did it and hes proud

AWKWARD

lets be real layne is pretty fucking awkward

meeting your friends he’ll be awkward

meeting your family he’ll be awkward

introducing you to his friends and family he’ll be awkward

he can’t help it

he really tries not to be awkward but that makes him even more awkward

him holding everything that you’ve ever given him at sentimental value

he isn’t like that with everyone and everything its just because it came from you

it reminds him that you think of him when you two arent together

and that you care enough to get him those things even though you don’t have to

he can get pretty protective of you

if he hears anyone talk bad about you or insults you

he’s gonna put them in their place

he hates to hear anything negative about you

romance

yall layne tries

he has tried

he always will try

and sometimes that pays off

other times it comes off cheesy and leaves you there like

what the fuck?

for example poems he writes about you

some were really cute

others were very strange

layne would 100% end up proposing to you

he is in love with you

you’ve stayed with him through thick and thin

refusing to give up on him when everybody else did

he never wants to lose you

and he wants you to be his forever

you and him until the end

#layne staley x reader #alice in chains imagine #layne staley imagine #grunge fanfic #grunge imagine #alice in chains x reader #90s imagine #90s x reader #grunge x reader

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samanthadalton · 3 years

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Star Crossed Lovers (part 14)

Do my eyes deceive me???? part 14???? we did it. im so sorry its taken forever, i will try my best to be more consistent with my writing. love yall for being patient with me it means the most. thank you, thank you.

warnings: throughout this fic there will be mentions of substance abuse, homophobia, sexual abuse, violence, NSFW, mentions of abandonment, depression and death including suicide

reader discretion is advised

warnings: angst, swearing (lots of it)

taglist: @drmmyrs @cloud9in @somewillwin @save-me-the-last-dance @baexpoppy @stanzoeywade @ognenniyvolk @thepotatobleh @crazzyplays @fall3ngods @helpconfusedpersonhere @clowneryme @dopeyouth @boys-girls-i-cant-help-it-baby @vonda-b-real @uselesslesbianfr @veenast @cloakanddaggerthings @somethindarker (sorry again if ive missed anyone, if you wanna be added on this taglist or my general one just let me know 😊)

word count: 4k (i feel like its short considering how long it took me to write but i still hope you guys enjoy) (also i didnt check for grammatical errors properly so sorry if you find any)

part 1 part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5 part 6 part 7 part 8 part 9 part 10 part 11 part 12 part 13

The first steps to moving on

“Bea please,” Poppy whispers, a repentant look creeping up to her face as she looks away from her girlfriend. “It can’t wait.”

Bea sighs, her shoulders slumping as the last remains of her anger disseminates from her body. “Okay fine, lead the way babe.”

Poppy stiffens that the pet name but she doesn’t let her awkwardness slip as she leads Bea to a secluded classroom, far away from prying eyes. Both her and Bea turn to look at each other, and both simultaneously open their mouths to talk.

“I know you wanted to tell-”

“We need to talk-”

Both clamp their lips shut, a mutual smile playing on their lips as they look at one another.

“You go first,” Poppy gestures towards Bea, as she moves to sit on the edge of a desk.

Bea inhales softly, her tongue darts out licking her lips as she looks down at the ground, her face calculating. “Why does Chloe hate me?” She looks up to Poppy, her eyes boring into the strawberry blonde’s, sadness swimming inside of them, “I just don’t get what I’ve done for her to hate me.”

Poppy sighs heavily, her eyes awkwardly darting away from Bea’s. “It’s complicated Bea.”

“Complicated?” Bea lets out a humourless laugh, “I almost just went off on Chloe after she gave her condolences for my mom dying because I just felt she wasn’t genuine and you wanna tell me it's complicated?”

Poppy sharply inhales, contemplating for a few moments before saying, “it’s because of your mom.”

Bea scrunches her brows up in confusion, “my mom? What the hell does she have to do with this?”

Poppy ineptly plays with her hands, not being able to look Bea in her eyes, “at first it was just a classist thing. When you first came to Belvoire, she just wanted to make herself feel superior over you, but in the last year you’ve noticed her getting more mean right?”

“Right.” Bea stares at Poppy, her expression emotionless.

“Chloe’s parents have been fighting non stop recently, and it’s been affecting her a lot.”

Bea’s brows furrow in confusion, “what does that have to do with me or my mom?”

“Just let me explain first before you react, please.” Bea’s eyes bore into Poppy’s for a few seconds before she nods understandingly. “Her dad cheated on her mom. A lot of times actually. But he was blackmailed by one of the women he slept with.” Poppy pauses for a few seconds, “your mom.”

Bea lets out a shaky breath, her eyes blinking in disbelief, “no, you’re lying.”

Poppy nervously bites her bottom lip, “look Bea-”

“How long have you known?”

Poppy’s face scrunches up in anger, “this isn’t my fault Bea. I only found out that day I went to talk to Chloe about us. Chloe made me promise not to say anything to you-”

“Poppy! My mom OD and I don’t even know why. And now you’re telling me she was blackmailing the St James family and it doesn’t occur to you that might have had something to do with her death?”

“They’re not the fucking mafia Bea, jesus. They were trying to settle it quietly by giving your mom some money and make her sign some stuff so she couldn't threaten them anymore.”

The devastating ramification of Poppy’s admission hangs in the air as the two girls let the words settle into them. “Chloe really is sorry about your mom Bea, we all are.”

Bea sighs, staring off into space, as a few tears begin to fill up in her eyes. “I just don’t know what to do.” Bea begins sniffling, but Poppy makes no movement to console her girlfriend. Bea notices and her expression sobers, “so, uh what did you wanna tell me?” Bea sniffs a few more times, before looking up at Poppy, giving her a small encouraging smile.

Poppy looks away, guilt creeping up on her face, as she tries her damndest not to catch Bea’s small smile on her face. “Bea…”. Bea carefully assesses her girlfriend’s demeanour, noticing the similar body language during when they first asked to take a break, she thinks back to the last couple of days, she had barely heard from her girlfriend, and now she’s not affectionate, even after she almost had a mental breakdown in the middle of the hallway and her smile drops. “We have to break up,” Poppy says, her tone so monotone and dry as if she didn’t mean the words she was saying at all.

“I don’t understand,” is all Bea can muster, evidently hurt by Poppy’s admission. Poppy winces slightly at Bea’s tone, finally breaking her robotic demeanour as she lets out a few sniffles. “So is that it? We have to break up,” Bea retorts mockingly, “is that all I get after all these years?”

“Bea..” Poppy reaches out but Bea immediately takes a step back, tears flooding in her eyes.

“No,” she holds her hands up, “I don’t get it, things are going good, or at least whatever twisted definition of good we’ve made up. Where the hell did this come from?”

“Bea my dad-”

“Of course! Hayden Min fucking Sinclair had something to do with this. Why do you still live under his shadow? You talk all this shit about breaking out of your father’s prison and wanting to achieve your own goals but he sucks you back in.”

“That’s not fair Bea,” Poppy interjects, balling her hands up into fists in an attempt to subdue her trembling, “my dad has given me so much and he’s threatening to take it all away.”

“Yeah, all you have to do is get rid of me. Me or the Min Sinclair name.”

“Bea this is the life I have, okay I’m not like you, I’m not built like you.”

“So what? I can grow up without a dad and now without a mom but it’s okay because I’m used to pain and disappointment?”

“I didn’t mean it like that, you have a plan, things you can achieve, I need the Min Sinclair name, I’m nothing without it.”

“Wow.” Bea shakes her head, “So I just meant nothing?” Bea wildy throws her arms in the air, anger bubbling under the surface of her demeanour. “We’ve practically been together since we were kids. And you’re just gonna fucking throw that away? And for what? Fuck you Poppy.”

Poppy takes half a step back, dumbfounded by Bea’s outburst. She scrunches her brows, evidently hurt, “you don’t get it Bea. Even though your mom wasn’t the best, she still supported you, even if you didn’t know about it. My dad he- my mom what would she think?”

“Your mom? Poppy what kind of shit is your dad brainwashing you with? Your mom is dead! You have no idea how she would react to having a gay daughter, but I know she’s probably disappointed in you.”

“Fuck you Bea.”Poppy runs out of the classroom, tears streaming down her face, leaving Bea on her own.

“Shit,” Bea whispers to herself before throwing a bunch of punches at the wall, each more cathartic than the last until she can’t physically hold herself up anymore. Bea defeatedly slides into a chair, cradling her head in between her hands, letting the tears free fall, as reality begins setting in that she lost the one thing in the world that was her everything. Poppy Min Sinclair was her rock, the girl who she gave her heart to, the love of her life and just in a matter of moments it was over. Maybe it was too good to be true. The beautiful, perky popular rich girl and the girl who had almost nothing, complete polar opposites, it never should’ve worked. But time and time again when faced against the world they persevered so why was this time different? Poppy had chosen her namesake over the love of her life. She chose the life of glitz and glamour over the girl who gave her her entire heart. Bea feels her entire world crashing down, how much more heartbreak could she take? Was her life always going to be so hard? So full of hurt? Full of pain? She winces at the thought, her head hammering as she comes to the realisation that she understood her mother’s pain more than she thought.

….

Bea hops off her bike, parking it in front of her house, as she pulls her phone out to look at the time. ‘It’s lunch time,’ she thinks to herself. After the day she had today, school wasn’t the best option for her right now. She makes her way to her front door but stops in her tracks when she realises her front door is slightly ajar. Her survival instincts kick in as she effortlessly pulls out her pocket knife, carefully pushing the door fully open. As she steps into the living room, her eyes dart to the closed door of her mother’s room, but when she hears a creaking sound coming towards her bedroom, she cautiously moves towards the source of the noise, the grip on her knife tightening. As she creeps up, she sees the door of her room half opened, a hooded figure standing by her bed with their back facing her.

Bea stealthily sneaks up to the figure placing the knife a few inches from their throat before lowering her voice to a threatening tone, “who are you and what the fuck are you doing?” The figure gasps, dropping a bag that’s in their hands with a deafening thud before raising their hands in a sign of surrender.

“It’s me, it’s me,” the voice whimpers out.

“AJ?” Bea raises her eyebrows, retracting the knife from his throat while pulling down his hood with her other hand. “What the fuck are you doing?” Bea takes a step back while AJ scrambles grabbing the bag he just dropped moments before. When he turns to face Bea, his eyes are wide, filled with fear as he clutches the bag closely to his chest.

“I have to go,” he says as he attempts to run out of the room, but Bea pulls him back, her face crumpled in suspicion.

“No we’re not doing this, give me the bag now,” Bea snatches the bag out of his hands before he can protest and opens the zipper to find it filled with cash. She grits her teeth, anger settling into her features as she whips her head up to AJ, “is this my fucking money?”

“Bea, I- I can explain-”

“What the fuck AJ!” Bea throws the bag onto the bed, the cash spilling out as she jabs an accusing finger at AJ’s chest. “You’re stealing from me now? I haven’t seen you in god knows how long, you don’t call, text nothing. Even after everything that’s been happening in the last few weeks but you have the audacity to fucking steal from me? Money that I’ve spent years saving? Money that I’ve bussed my fucking ass off for, are you serious right now?” Bea’s voice is filled with rage as she’s practically screaming, her voice now thundering. AJ winces, guiltily averting his gaze to the ground, unable to meet Bea’s eyes.

“I’m sorry about your mom Bea, I wanted to visit-” AJ croaks out.

“But you didn’t,” Bea interjects, her voice lowered but filled with hurt. “And now you’re taking money- I mean what is so important you had to steal from me.”

AJ paces towards the bed, hanging his head in shame, when he speaks his voice is quiet, full of fear, “I’m in some bad shit Bea. These guys aren’t playing around.”

“I told you not to fall into the wrong crowd, I warned you this shit would happen.”

“Bea please, I’ll pay you back I just need it.”

“No! What the fuck, when will you pay me back huh? This is my college money, I’m not letting you give that away to your crackhead friends.”

“Bea please,” AJ clasps his hands together, his tone pleading, “I don’t know what to do.”

“AJ I have too much shit on my plate right now, I can’t deal with this. You need to find something else, I can’t help you.”

AJ’s face pales but he stands up, and makes his way towards the door, before leaving he turns to look back at Bea, “I’m sorry about everything.”

Bea keeps her eyes trained on her bed where the money is sprawled all over the mattress, “yeah me too,” she replies quietly. Bea hears the front door close and she collapses to the ground, letting the tears flow.

……

A few days later, Bea sits in her dark living room, curtains shut and lights completely off as she wallows in her sadness, drinking from a bottle of cheap beer, as she stares absentmindedly at the ceiling, so drowned in her thoughts she doesn’t hear the resounding knocks on her door until she hears a voice call out, “Bea! Are you there?”

Bea crumples her brows, forcing herself to stand as she makes her way to the door, she wearily makes her way to her front door only slightly opening the door before poking her head out. “Veronica?” Veronica gives the girl a wide smile before pushing the door more open, ushering the figure behind her into the house too, “Carter? What are you guys doing here?’

Veronica looks around the dark room, noticing the pile of empty beer bottles on the floor, “yikes, drinking on your own on a friday night Hughes? That’s really sad.” Carter stands near the edge of the living room, as if he’s an explorer, his eyes darting all over the living room as he assesses this new environment.

Bea on the other hand scowls at Veronica, “what the hell do you want Veronica, I’m not in the mood.”

Veronica frowns slightly, pouting her lips together, “we heard about you and Poppy.”

Bea rolls her eyes, “yeah well I’m trying to forget about her.” Bea picks up her beer bottle from the ground and makes a show by exaggeratingly drinking from the bottle until it's empty. She discards the empty bottle along with the other ones before turning to look at Veronica and Carter, “so if you’ll excuse me.”

Veronica steps towards Bea, wrapping her hand around the brunette’s arm, “we’re not here for Poppy stupid, we’re here for you.”

Bea raises an eyebrow, “for me?”

Veronica turns to look at Carter, beckoning him forward, Carter breaks out of reverie and clears his throat, “yeah uh, we wanted to take you to a party.”

“A party?” Bea looks between them confused, “I’m not that interested guys.”

“Wait, wait, wait Bea,” Veronica pleads, pulling Bea closer to her, “you’ve never been to a Belvoire party and the year is almost over, we thought we should take you to at least.”

“I don’t know guys,” Bea says skeptically, “a lot of people don’t like me.”

“Who gives a shit? You just had your heart broken and you need to let loose.”

Bea sighs, pulling away from Veronica, “I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

“Come on, it beats drinking in the dark on your own.”

Bea sighs, dropping her shoulders, “what about uh Poppy?”

“Poppy?” Veronica arches a brow, “her and Chloe are staying in tonight, she said she needed to catch up on homework or something.”

Bea purses her lips together in thought before sighing, “fine.” Veronica cheers, “but,” Bea over enunciates, “only for a few hours and if I don’t like it I’m going home.”

“Okay, deal,” Veronica squeals, wrapping Bea in a big hug. Carter chuckles as Veronica gestures for him to join the hug, he awkwardly wraps his arms around the two girls, before pulling away.

“Okay, I’ll wait in the car while you girls get ready. Just uh don’t take too long.”

Veronica playfully rolls her eyes as she Bea towards her bedroom, yelling back “thanks Carter.” Giddy, she rushes to Bea’s closest, assessing her clothes until she finds a short red dress hidden in the back. “This!”

“No, no, no,” Bea shakes her head, pulling the dress out of the ombre-haired girl’s hands.

“Why not? It would look so hot on you,” Veronica’s eyes trail down Bea’s body, as she sharply inhales. “Bea, you’re single and sexy, stop holding yourself back okay?”

“I’m not,” Bea pushes back defensively, “I just-” she sighs heavily, “no one at Belvoire has ever seen me dressed up, I’m just- I’m nervous I guess.”

“Then we have to show them what they’ve been missing for the last three years,” Veronica gives Bea a devilish smile as she takes the dress from Bea’s hands, sliding the dress off the hanger before handing it over to Bea.

“Uh you gonna stay in the room?” Bea nervously wrings her hands together.

“Why, are you offering a show?” Veronica lifts a teasing brow, noticing Bea’s cheeks redden slightly, which prompts her to let out a small laugh, “I’m kidding, don’t worry I won’t look.” Veronica makes a show of raising her hands to cover her eyes. Bea laughs as she slips out of her clothes and into the dress, she awkwardly clears her throat, grabbing Veronica’s attention.

“Hey, uh help a girl out with her zipper?”

“Sure,” Veronica moves to stand behind Bea, her hands ghosting around Bea’s exposed back, her breath momentarily taken away. She sturdies herself and places one of her hands on the small of the brunette’s back while the other moves towards the zipper, zipping the girl up. Bea smooths the dress down with her hands appreciating herself in the mirror, “you look gorgeous,” Veronica whispers into the shell of her ear.

Bea’s face completely flushes red and slightly jerks at Veronica’s admission, “uhh thanks.”

Veronica notices the awkward shift in the atmosphere, and promptly changes the subject, “so where’s your sister?”

Bea sits in front of her mirror, a comb in her hand as she brushes her long locks, “she’s staying at a friend’s tonight.”

“Cool,” Veronica answers back but her tone falls flat. The girls bask in the awkward silence as Bea continues to get ready but when Veronica notices Bea struggling to do her winged eyeliner she breaks the silence. “Hey do you need help?”

Bea smiles bashfully, “yeah.” She rubs the back of her head with her hand, “sorry Poppy used to help me with my makeup.”

“Right,” Veronica’s face slightly falls but she quickly covers it up, ushering Bea to come and sit on the bed. “Come on, I don’t bite,” Veronica bites the bottom of her lip, “unless you want me too.” Bea laughs but obliges sitting on the edge of the bed. Veronica clambers onto her lap, her thighs settling on the sides of Bea’s legs, and in response, Bea’s eyes widen in surprise but she remains glued in her spot, too shocked to move.

“V, what are you doing?” Bea whispers, her voice attempting to come across as reprimanding but it comes out as breathy.

“Relax, I’m just doing your eyeliner.” Veronica plucks the wand from Bea’s hand and angles herself close to the brunette’s face, as she begins drawing on the wings on Bea’s eyelids. Bea steadies herself, as she feels the heat of Veronica’s body so close to hers and when Veronica is finished with putting the finishing touches on her eyelids, she hops off Bea’s lap, making her way towards the desk, scuffling through Bea’s makeup bag before taking up her place on Bea’s lap once again. “Now I think this colour would look good on you,”

“You don’t think it’s too much red?”

“Oh babe, red means power, dominance, you don’t wanna be thinking about Poppy the entire night, you wanna have all eyes on you Bea Hughes.” Veronica uncaps the lipstick, her eyes burning into Bea’s lips as she carefully applies the red colour to her lips. “Perfect.”

Bea smacks her lips together, evenly spreading the red on her lips. “Thanks V.”

Veronica’s eyes dart to Bea’s lips, her tongue slightly running along her bottom lips before she breaks out of her reverie flashing Bea a smirk, “don’t thank me yet, thank me when you’re having the time of your life at the party.” Veronica slides off Bea’s lap, holding her hand out, “come on let’s finish up because Carter’s been waiting for a while.” Bea smiles up at Veronica, taking her hand as she lets the ombre-haired girl pull her off the bed, as they continue getting ready.

………

Once they arrive at the party, Carter drops the girls off at the front of the huge house before telling them he will park the car. Veronica’s gaze darts to Bea, who’s nervously toying with her hands, looking up at the intimidating house, the lights blaring and as the music echoes throughout, the bass thumping in their ears. Noticing the nerves settling into her, Veronica slips into Bea's, giving her a reassuring squeeze, “hey, it’s okay, it’s just a bunch of drunk, preppy uptight teenagers, nothing you don't usually face everyday.”

Bea lets out a small laugh, “just in a big ass house,” she jests.

“Yeah, just in a big ass house,” she gives Bea a light squeeze as she starts pulling Bea into the house with her. Automatically, they’re met with stares and whispers, as the students look astonished at Bea, some appraising her outfit, while others are confused about her presence. “Hey, just stay with me okay?” Veronica whispers over to Bea. Bea nods, her eyes roaming the room. “I’ll get us drinks.” The ombre-haired girl gives Bea a reassuring pat on her arm and leaves her side and Bea walks into the living room, observing the difference between the vibes of the party between the north and the south. Her thoughts then move to think about Poppy, how Poppy would love going to parties in the north but Bea couldn’t find the appeal in it. Poppy. Poppy, who broke up with her. She’s interrupted from her thoughts by a tap of her shoulder, and Bea turns around to see Veronica offering her a red solo cup, Bea takes a sip and winces.

“What the hell is this crap?”

“Yeah for a bunch of rich kids, their taste in beer isn’t the best,” Veronica jokes, slightly nudging Bea.

“We have way better beer in the south side.”

“That I can agree with.” Veronica looks over to Bea who looks lost in thought, “hey what are you thinking about?”

Bea sighs heavily, “Poppy,” she mutters.

Veronica nods once, “right, yeah.”

“Poppy would’ve loved a party like this, big fancy house an-”

“Bea,” Veronica says, her tone slightly agitated, “this,” she gestures around the room, “is a no Poppy zone. That means we don’t think about Poppy, only about fun.”

Bea nods, “fun. I can do that.” Veronica lifts her cup in the air, “what are we cheering to?”

Veronica gives Bea a smile, “here’s to the first steps in moving on.” The girls tap their cups together before downing their drinks. “Now if we wanna get drunk, we’re gonna need a lot more of these.”

The party is still ongoing, and Bea sits in a circle with a few girls from the volleyball team and a few of the football team and other people she doesn’t recognise while Veronica sits beside her.

“Bea you look so pretty,” one of her teammates says.

“Yeah Bea your makeup is literally gorgeous,” another chimes in.

“Who knew strip tease can clean up well,” Ford jests, but Bea slumps her shoulders a little, remembering that these people are not her friends.

Carter enters the circle slapping Ford on the head as he goes, “shut up, Hughes is cool.” Bea gives Carter a nod of appreciation before looking down at the drink in her hands. Her thoughts move a million miles a minute, but there’s a constant one stuck in her brain, Poppy.

Veronica looks over at Bea, frowning. “Hey come with me.” She stands, excusing herself from the group and Bea follows her close behind.

“Where are we going?”

“We’re gonna play a private game of truth or drink.”

#playchoices #queen b #poppy min sinclair #poppy x mc #star crossed lovers #thank you for waiting #i promise to be more consistent #love you guys

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