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Wu Zetian again, except this time from Zachary Ying and the Dragon Emperor by @xiranjayzhao!

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[edxwin-elric]

Darkest Roads - Ch. 1

Chapter 1: 30k Cens

(art by @ayanthos​)

Rating: T

Pairing: Edwin/Edward Elric x Winry Rockbell

Disclaimer: I don’t own Fullmetal Alchemist.

Total Word Count: 15k

Chapter Word Count: 4.5k

Description: Edwin Street Race AU - fluff/drama

Edward, an angst-ridden teenage daredevil, has it rough. Practically living on the streets, constantly worrying about his younger brother, and always looking over his shoulder has hardened him, giving him a reputation on the streets of Central City. Though, in truth, his bark is worse than his bite—something Winry finds out when a search for a rare car part lands her in the middle of illegal street racing. One look at the innocent blonde mechanic standing alone among the loud voices, revving engines, and squealing breaks, in a haze of exhaust and cigarette smoke has Ed ready to throw himself at her feet. But his sins are piling up, and he knows better than to try to involve an adorable auto shop princess in his mess. But Winry has secrets of her own, and despite all of his efforts, she’s impossible to resist.

A/N: It's finally here! FMA Big Bang!! I had a lot of fun writing this, and I'm super grateful to @ayanthos​ for her AMAZING art contribution to this collab! I hope you all enjoy it! Let me know in the comments, and please check out the other works from this event!! @fmabigbangs​

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Winry

Glancing at the GPS on my phone, I stop walking and look at the street sign. I lean forward a little, my feet shifting on the sidewalk, and glance down the dark alley. A shiver runs down my spine, but I take a deep breath. I bite my lip and look at the time. Past midnight. This is a reckless idea… but I can’t go home now, not when I’ve come this far.

“Okay,” I concede softly to myself, trying to calm my nerves. “I mean, this is where it says to turn.”

I step off the main road into the shadows, pulling my jacket closer to me. I hear something scurrying to my right, and I start to walk faster. Gripping my phone tight in my pocket, I continue to follow the twists and turns it gives me until I turn left onto Cardinal Street, which actually looks almost habitable, and hear engines revving nearby.

As I get closer, the blind panic starts to dissipate, only to be replaced by a new kind of anxiety.

“Paninya, what have you gotten me into?” I mutter to myself as I turn the last corner and—

Choke.

I’m suddenly lost in a haze of cigarette smoke. Coughing, I stumble to the side, only to find a tall, angry person, who pushes me away.

“Sorry,” I sputter.

Crap. This is not going well. I move away, and wave my hands around my face. The air clears enough to give me a decent view of the stretch of crowded road in the hazy streetlights.

Yep. This is definitely the place. Sinners’ Lane. (That’s not the official name of course, but…it might as well be.)

To my right, loud bass music thumps out of various car speakers. On top of those cars are couples in various positions of…intimacy. I feel a blush spread down my neck, and I turn the other way. To my left are the angry smoking guy and some other guys who are also smoking and look just as angry, though some of them seem to be holding cigarettes while some are holding what I can only assume are joints. Past them are clusters of girls dressed…scantily. Not necessarily distastefully, though, I just don’t think I’d ever be able to pull off a look like that. I squint at them… Is that a shirt or a bra?

The loud sound of an engine revving makes me jerk. I look past the girls to the main attraction.

A street race.

Two rumbling sports cars inch forward until they’re waved at to stop at the makeshift starting line. I see the two drivers throwing up rude hand gestures to each other, and one says something that makes the other one jerk his neck and rev his engine.

“Remember,” a spiky-haired guy wearing a fur-collar vest calls out, as he walks in between the cars. “It’s the first one to the second stop sign. Winner take all. Anything goes.”

He slaps his hands on the hoods of both cars and spins around, facing the drivers.

“You can go when my lady, Lust, gives you the signal. Good luck!”

He walks off to the side, and a lady with hair down to her knees walks out in his place. Her hips sway in ways that shouldn’t even be possible, and the way her chest is contained in that strapless dress defies the laws of gravity and…other physics.

“Play nice, boys,” she calls seductively, and the guys in the surrounding crowd whoop and whistle.

Then she whips out a green flag from…somewhere and the two cars fly past her. I barely have time to turn my head before they’ve roared by, heading for the end of the street. The Dodge wins by a split second. They slow and turn down opposite side streets, and I can only assume they’re driving back around to settle things.

But I didn’t really come here to watch. I’m on a mission.

“So…” I whisper under my breath. “If I were selling car parts to these guys, where would I be…”

I scan the street again, and…honestly, I have no clue. Looking back at the starting line, two new cars are setting up to go. The guy with the leather and fur looks like he’s in charge. I guess maybe he can help me.

Moving through the crowd, I inch past different groups of people, trying not to make eye contact with anyone, until I’m fairly close to where the guy was standing during the last race.

A loud bang! catches me off guard, and I jump. I look toward the sound to see the boss guy holding one of the potential racers by the front of his shirt. He’s got him pulled halfway out of his driver’s side window, and they’re practically nose to nose.

I feel my throat lock up as cold races down my spine.

“Don’t you ever try to short me again, little punk.”

“I’m s-sorry, Mr. Greed, sir,” the driver whimpers. “I swear, it’ll never happen again.”

“Damn right it won’t,” the boss guy snarls, “or you know what’ll happen.”

The driver visibly swallows, and I can almost see his fear like an aura surrounding him.

“Good.” The boss sets him down in his car and pats his shoulder. “Glad we understand each other.”

When he moves away, he turns toward me, and I freeze when his eyes meet mine. Or rather, his circle sunglasses. Who the hell wears circle sunglasses at night? Or at all?

He grins at me, and I take a step back, stumbling into someone.

“Hey! Watch it!”

I turn around and duck my head. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t see you.”

“Oh really?” a sarcastic voice snaps back. “Is that some sort of short joke!”

“What?” I blink and look up at the guy talking.

He’s a very angry blonde guy wearing a red leather jacket, black leather pants, and black combat boots. The leather gloves are a nice touch. His hair is tied up in a ponytail except for his bangs that fall in his eyes. Honestly, he’d be kind of cute if he weren’t vibrating with rage.

“You trying to say I’m some kind of pipsqueak!?”

“N-no,” I say softly, confusion muddling my brain. I mean, he’s taller than me—only by a few inches, but still. Plus, I don’t even know him. “I j-just…”

“You are a pipsqueak, Elric.” A guy with a dog collar walks up and throws his arm around him.

“WHAT?” Blonde Guy twists violently out of the guy’s embrace, looking murderous. “Get your hands off me, Dolcetto!”

“Give the girl a break, kid. She’s clearly lost.”

Oh no. Is it that obvious I don’t belong here?

“I’m not lost,” I protest, but my voice wavers, and I know I’m blushing.

The blonde guy looks at me again, and his face loses some of its anger. And I was right. He is kind of cute.

“No, seriously, what are you doing here, princess?” he asks, crossing his arms. “Aside from assaulting the locals.”

“Don’t call me ‘princess,” I snarl, “and I wasn’t assaulting–”

“Giving our guest a hard time, Edward?”

I feel a shadow fall over me, and I shiver at the smooth voice behind me.

“What? No. I was just talking to–”

The shadow moves closer, and the blonde guy drops his arms, his hands clenching into fists. I catch his eye, and it’s like I can hear him telling me to run for it. But I can’t move. There’s a moment of deafening noise as the cars behind us take off, and then the voice speaks again.

“Did you need something, Miss?”

Slowly, I turn to face him, the guy with the circle sunglasses, the one who is way scarier than I first realized.

“Um, n-no. I was just… I was just–”

“Are you cold?” he offers gently, his current demeanor nothing like the guy who threatened the driver a few seconds ago. “I can get you something warm to drink. My name is Greed. I’m sort of the boss around here.”

“No.” I shake my head, hugging myself tighter. “No, thank you, Mr.…Greed.”

I might be shivering, but it’s not from the cold.

“Just Greed is fine.”

“Oh, okay. Um. Actually, I was hoping to find someone who sells rare engine parts,” I tell him in a rush before softly adding, “I’m a mechanic.”

“Oh, a mechanic?” He grins broadly and holds out his arm, his other sliding around my shoulder. “Why didn’t you say so?”

He starts pulling me down the street, and I feel panic flood my veins.

“I know just the person to help you with–”

“I can help you.”

I jerk my head toward the voice only to find the blonde guy—Edward, I guess—watching us intently. I plead to him with my eyes to save me. I’m not sure if he’s really any more trustworthy than Greed, but something about him feels…safe.

Or safer, I guess.

“It’s no trouble, Elric,” Greed tells him, his voice thinning slightly. “I can take care of Miss…”

“Rockbell,” I supply without thinking.

I immediately want to rip my tongue out when I see Edward wince. I’m so dumb. Obviously, I shouldn’t tell any of these people my name.

“Miss Rockbell,” Greed finishes, his voice clearly sugar-coated now.

“But aren’t you busy with the races?” Edward cuts in quickly.

“Dolcetto and Martel–”

“I just saw three half-drunk guys with a ‘Vette pull up in the back. They look like the usual trust funders and ripe for the picking.”

“A ‘Vette you say?” Greed’s tune changes sharply. “Hmm. Still…Dolcetto and Martel should be able to handle a few–”

“And you know I know all the best dealers on this block,” Edward jumps in again. “It would make more sense for me to take her.”

Greed releases me slowly and looks between me and Edward before nodding.

“Aha. I think I see what’s going on here.” He grins again and waves me toward the blonde boy. “Go ahead, Elric. Show her the, uh, dealers. Just make sure you wrap up first.”

I blink at him confused before Edward mutters some profanity under his breath and shoves his gloved fingers through his bangs.

Did I say he was cute? Because he’s not. I’m not sure what happened, but all of the sudden, he turned…hot. Like really hot.

Oh my God. I don’t have time to be thinking about that right now.

Greed saunters off wearing a smirk, and I take a step toward my attractive would-be savior.

At least, I hope.

Edward

Shit. How did I end up here?

Not racing, like I want to be, but instead staring at a perfect blonde princess that Greed basically just told me to go fuck in an alley somewhere.

“What was he talking about?” she asks quietly.

“Huh?”

“What he said just now—Greed. What did he mean?”

I blink at her, and glance away in bewilderment, before looking back.

“What exactly are you referring to?” I return slowly, hoping her question doesn’t mean what I think it meant.

“About you ‘wrapping up first?’ What does that have to do with auto part dealers?”

I press my lips together, and reach up to rub the back of my neck. I mean, did she really not get he was referring to use having sex? Fuck. She really wound up in the wrong place tonight.

“Nothing,” I mutter when I realize she’s still waiting on an answer. “Just, um…ignore that.”

“Oh. Okay.” She nods, not quite meeting my eyes. “So, you were going to show me where to get engine parts?”

“Yeah. Follow me.”

I turn around and start down the sidewalk. I figure I’ll start with Donovan. If he doesn’t have what she needs, he’ll know who does. I pause at the corner of the alley and look over my shoulder, only the princess isn’t there.

“What the hell?” I hiss. “Where did she go?”

Weaving back through the crowd, I find her where I left her, shivering and looking around wildly.

“I told you to follow me,” I growl, grabbing her hand.

“What?” she gasps. “Oh!”

I pull her out of the way of some stumbling drunken assholes, pushing her against the wall and shielding her with my body.

“You okay?”

She licks her lips and looks anywhere but at my face.

“I’m fine,” she whispers finally, and it’s hard to ignore her flushed cheeks. “I didn’t see where you went, and I…”

“Don’t worry about it.”

I step back when they’ve moved off down the sidewalk and start to pull her after me again.

“Hey, Edward?” she calls, practically jogging to keep up with me.

“Yeah?”

“Is your hand, um, automail?”

I freeze mid-step and round on her again. “What of it? Is that a problem for you?”

“No,” she glares, and I’m almost surprised. The princess has more guts than I realized. “I was just curious. You don’t have to be a jerk about it.”

I wince, and then shake my head. I don’t have time to feel sorry for hurting some random girl’s feelings.

“Come on. I thought you needed auto parts.”

Without waiting for her to answer, I grab her hand again and take off. We reach Donovan’s without any more interruptions, but his lights are off, so I stop at the bottom of the stairs and tell her to wait while I go knock.

She nods, and I go up slowly, knocking on the cracked doorframe three times, and waiting. I hear the sound of bolts sliding back, and finally, the door cracks a few millimeters.

“Who is it?” a low voice asks.

“Tell Donovan it’s me,” I answer, leaning on the frame.

“Elric? I thought he told you to piss off. He won’t do business with the Devil’s Nesters anymore.”

“I’m not here for them,” I say quickly before the door shuts. “I have a new buyer looking for engine parts.”

“Name?”

“Rockbell.”

I hear the princess gasp, and I wave at her to shut up.

“Wait here.”

I sigh as the door clicks shut. After a few seconds, I jump over the stairs onto the street, landing in a crouch in front of the girl. She flinches in surprise, and I laugh silently.

“Don’t scare me like that,” she hisses. “What did he say?”

“I’m waiting to see. If Donovan will see you, you’ll probably find what you need.”

“Oh. Good.”

“You said your name was Rockbell?” I turn to her, and she tucks her hair behind her ear.

I instantly notice a string of piercings along the delicate curve. I’m tempted to touch them.

“Yes.” She nods.

“Is there a first name to go with that?”

“Well… I mean…”

“You know mine,” I remind her. “And if you don’t tell me, I’m going to have to keep calling you, ‘princess,’ all night.”

“Winry,” she tells me with a huff. “I’m Winry.”

“See, that wasn’t so hard.”

She opens her mouth to say something I can only expect will be sassy when the door opens and Donovan’s huge frame fills the entry.

“Come in, and make it quick.”

I lead us in, and he locks the door immediately. Winry stares at the five deadbolts and two chains with wide eyes, and I bite my lip. She’s fucking adorable.

“Don’t panic,” I say, as she squeezes my automail tighter. “He’s just paranoid.”

“I think you mean cautious,” Donovan booms as he moves past us to his living room. “Come this way.”

Winry sits close to me on the couch while Donovan takes up residence in a large chair. There’s no sign of whoever I spoke to at the door, but that’s not really a concern right now.

“What is it you need, Miss Rockbell?”

“I’m looking for this.”

She reaches into her jacket and pulls out a detailed design drawn on a thinning piece of graph paper.

Donovan takes it, and I watch his eyes squint with a frown.

“This is…hmm.” He studies the image closer. “What did you say you needed this for again?”

“I didn’t,” Winry answers softly. “But that shouldn’t matter, should it?”

She looks over at me, and I shrug one shoulder. I’m not curious about her reasons, and when I contact dealers for parts, they all know better than to ask me what I need them for. That probably has to do more with my relationship with the Devil’s Nest than my street cred, but either way.

“I suppose not,” he mutters gruffly, still scrutinizing the paper.

Eventually, he sets it down and turns to her. “That piece is very rare. Difficult to track down.”

“I know,” she murmurs. “That’s why I came here.”

“I can get it for you, but it’ll be a few days, and it won’t be cheap.”

“I can pay.”

“Edward, will you be running point on this?” Donovan looks at me before turning to Winry. “Or how should I expect to get it to you when I have it?”

“I, um…”

“I’ll take care of it,” I volunteer. “Just let me know when it’s in, and I’ll handle the exchange.”

“Fine.” The large man stands. “In total, the cost is two hundred. I require half now, and half after Ed delivers the part.”

“Two hundred cens?” her musical voice pipes up, and I shoot a look at Donavan, who is frowning deeply.

“Thousand,” I hiss at her.

“What?” she gasps.

“Two hundred thousand cens,” I clarify, hoping she catches on quickly.

“Right, um, okay.” Winry reaches into her jacket again, looking flustered. “I have… I have, um…”

Her hands are shaking as she pulls out a wrinkled envelope. I reach out and put my hand on hers, fully aware of Donovan’s eagle eyes on us.

“Do you have it?” I whisper, trying not to let her hear the dread in my voice.

Her eyes take on a sheen of tears, and I already know the answer.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!

She doesn’t have the money, and Donovan will be pissed we wasted his time. Even more pissed at me because I knew better than to bring in a buyer who couldn’t pay.

Shit.

“Is there a problem?”

“Just give us a second,” I answer without taking my eyes off of her, trying not to let her see my panic. “How much do you need?”

“Thirty thousand,” she ekes out, glancing at Donovan and then back at me. “I get paid tomorrow, and I have the rest at home, I just didn’t know I needed that much at once. I–”

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll cover the difference.”

It’ll suck but it’s way worse than the alternative.

She stares at me like I’ve grown a second head, but before I overthink it, I slide three bills out of my wallet and into her envelope.

“Edward–”

“Here you go.” I grab the envelope out of her frozen fingers and stand, handing it to him.

“Excellent.”

I stand there while he counts it, and then turn to collect Winry as he leads us to the door.

“Thank you for your business, Miss Rockbell.” He shakes her small hand in his large one before turning to me. “Edward, I’ll be in touch.”

“Until then.”

We duck out, and the door closes behind us.

“Now what?” Winry asks as we walk down the steps to the abandoned sidewalk. “Do we go back to the race?”

“No. Now, I go back to the race, and you go home to your castle.”

“I don’t live in a castle–”

“You do in comparison to this shithole,” I interrupt her harshly. “But that’s not even my point. You can’t come down here again. Ever.”

“But…then how am I supposed to get the part I need?”

Not by coming to the Lane.

“I’ll bring it to you.”

Somehow. My baby’s sitting on blocks at the Devil’s Nest garage. That thirty thousand I just gave her was supposed to be the last payment I needed to finish her body work. And since I spent tonight leading Winry around, I didn’t get any racing in, so Greed won’t be inclined to give me a cut of the profits. Usually I can make at least a hundred grand on a night like this. Plus, I told Al I’d go to the grocery store this week. We need bread and milk—milk, ew, I might forgo getting any of that—and I think the toilet paper is running low.

“You have a cell phone?”

“Um, of course.”

“Give me your number.”

She freezes, and I tilt my head at her, waiting.

“You want my number? Why?”

I roll my eyes slightly and then back to her. “So I can text you when your part comes in and we can meet somewhere?”

I watch her eyes close and her face turn pink.

“Right. I’m an idiot.” She shakes her head. “Here, give me your phone, and I’ll put it in.”

“Sorry. Battery’s dead.”

She blinks as if that’s an entirely foreign concept to her, which it probably is.

“Okay, then let me write it down.”

She reaches into her jacket again, and I wait.

“Oh. I forgot. I don’t have a pen or anything.” She meets my eyes again. “Um…”

“Just tell it to me,” I say, trying not to grin. She’s too adorable to be real.

“What?”

“Your number. Just tell me. I’ll remember it.”

“Are you sure? I bet I can, um–”

“You’re not going to find a pen around here if that’s what you were about to say. Seriously, just tell me the number.”

She exhales, and I’m temporarily stunned by the way her lips part.

“Okay then.”

She says it slowly, and then repeats it, giving me time to commit each digit to memory. After, I echo it back to her, just to be sure.

“Yeah. That’s it.”

“Excellent. I’ll text you when I have it.”

“Should you give me your number, so I know it’s you?”

“Will you remember it?”

She rolls her eyes, and I bite my cheek, so I won’t smile at her. Fuck, this girl is dangerous to my reputation. If Greed caught me smiling at a girl, he’d own me for life.

“I have my phone right here.” She pulls it out of her pocket and holds it out to me. “You can just save your number right now.”

I could, but…where’s the fun in that?

“That’s okay.” I wave her off. “Trust me, you’ll know it’s me.”

“For some reason, I don’t doubt that,” she mumbles. “Well, I guess this is goodbye then.”

“Do you know how to get home?”

She holds up her fancy cell phone. “It has GPS, so I think I’ll be okay.”

“Right.” I glance over my shoulder and then back at her. “Listen, go straight home. Don’t follow me back toward the race, and don’t wander around. Walk fast and try to stay in better lit areas if you can. This area isn’t safe, especially for pretty girls on their own.”

God, it’s a miracle she even made it here, now that I think about it. Especially with that huge amount of cash in her purse.

“You think I’m pretty?”

“What?” I frown at her. “No.”

She raises her eyebrows, and my hands clench into fists.

“You’re completely missing my point,” I growl. “This area is dangerous.”

“I can take care of myself.”

She tosses her head, and I feel some of my irritation fade. She is just so damn cute. And that’s the problem.

“Somehow, I don’t doubt that,” I confess gently, “but all the same you need to be careful.”

“I could text you when I get home,” she suggests jokingly, “but you’d have to give me your number for that.”

I’m half-tempted to take her up on it, but the last thing my piece-of-shit phone needs are texts from a girl to kill its crappy battery even faster. Fuck, I need to put a new phone on my list of Shit I Need But Can’t Afford.

“That’s okay. As long as you go straight there you should be fine.” I slide my hands into my jacket pockets and start toward the race.

“Okay. Bye.”

I nod at her over my shoulder just in time to see her turn around and start typing into her phone. I shake my head and take a left down the alley. When I make it back to Dolcetto, I feel a surge of guilt.

What if she gets lost? Or mugged? Or worse.

A sickening feeling spreads through my stomach, and I start to turn back.

“Edward, what happened to your pretty new friend?” I groan internally at Greed’s voice. “Did you two get the part she needed?”

“Yes,” I answer flatly, turning to face him.

“And did you get what you needed?”

“I didn’t fuck her, if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“Ah, but you wanted to.”

My jaw pops, and I tilt my head back to glare at him. He doesn’t need to know he’s a tiny bit right.

“There’s no point in denying it,” Solaris, or Lust, I guess, since we’re in public, sidles up to him, and slides under his arm. “I could practically smell the desire rolling off of you.”

“Leave her alone,” I snap. “Besides, it’s not like she’s coming back anyway.”

“Ouch.” Greed fakes a wince. “You struck out that bad?”

“Aw, let him be, Greed,” Lust smirks at me, resting her cheek against Greed’s fur collar. “Can’t you see he’s trying to be a gentleman?”

“Elric? A gentleman,” he scoffs with laughter. “Please.”

“Look, you made his face all red,” Lust purrs.

“I’m pretty sure I can find something better to be doing right now,” I mutter, turning away.

“Wait, Elric,” Greed calls me back, and I sigh because as much as I’m ready to get out of here, he’s sort of someone I can’t ignore.

“What now?”

“Tomorrow I expect you to actually race something. As short-fused as you are, you’re the best driver I can put behind a wheel. Tomorrow is the start of winter break for Central U, so I expect more of a turnout than tonight. Don’t miss it.”

I open my mouth to tell him I’m supposed to close tomorrow at the butcher shop where I work part time, but then I shut it. If I tell Sig I need to take off early to go to the grocery store, he’ll probably let me, even though he’ll also probably know I’m lying. Still, it should be fine unless his wife is around. I can never get a lie past her.

But I can’t worry about that right now.

“I’ll be here.”

“That’s what I like to hear,” Greed grins. “Now, go home to that brother of yours and get some sleep.”

He turns away, and I feel like I can breathe again. Getting mixed up with the Devil’s Nest was never something I planned on doing, but when you grow up on these streets you don’t have a lot of options. Still, I can hold my own better than most, and generally, I just keep my head down and do what I have to.

Someday, I’ll get out of here, and I’ll take Al with me. Until then, I just have to stay focused.

No distractions.

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starstruck (4)

Here it is... finally! It’s ~angsty~ but it was really fun to write. 

I will say, I realized while writing this that the timeline of this fic is sooooo short but hey, its fiction, so I guess anything can happen lol. I tried to resolve it in later chapters but it’s definitely quick moving in these initial chapters. 

There’s a lot of italics in this one lol

Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9

Fandom: Thomas Stanley Holland

Ship: Tom Holland x Reader (eventual)

Setting: LA in general

Word Count: 2240 yeet

Warnings: angst, some mild language

Rating: still k+ right now

Last time on starstruck...

“Hey what’s going on? Uh huh. No, we actually have it handled. I might or might not be with her right now… no it’s fine. Seriously, we are laying low! We’re on the way to the hotel right now. Alright, alright I’ll see what I can do. See you in a few.”

And with that, he hung up, turned to you, and said, “That was my manager. Apparently we’ve got a problem.”

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You pulled underneath the awning of the posh hotel Tom was boarding at, the kind of place you only dreamed of staying.

Sure, your family wasn’t poor, but your parents definitely weren’t the type of people to spend a lot of money on hotels. They claimed to enjoy spending more money on the “fun” parts of vacations than where you slept at night.

To each their own, you supposed.

Tom wanted you to come inside, per request of his manager, so you figured you would drop him off and park so you wouldn’t be seen together. 

The valet had other plans, however, pulling you out of the car and exchanging your keys with a numbered slip of paper. 

It all happened so fast that for a moment you just stood there, stunned. You snapped out of it when the man began to drive off and Tom grabbed you to lead you inside.

The lobby was massive and covered with marble flooring. A large, plush rug covered many of the tiles and on top of it sat some luxurious couches and armchairs, framing a huge TV on the wall. 

On the other side was a long marble counter that seated hotel staff, who stood at the ready upon seeing Tom.

You also couldn’t help but note the smell, a light, sweet floral scent wafting through the air pleasantly. 

This must be rich people scent you thought to yourself.

Due to the nature of it being midday, very few people were seen in the lobby, and Tom led you straight through to a hallway and past the main elevators, his hand resting on your lower back the entire time.

“I have access to a service lift so less people will see,” he explained, as if he’d just read your confused mind.

You walked briskly with Tom through the winding hall, finally ending up at the alternate elevator, where he swiped his key card and the doors slid open with a few creaks.

You tapped your foot nervously as you passed floor by floor, letting go of a breath you didn’t realize you were holding upon reaching the top.

Once again, you followed behind Tom through the hall and to his room. You stood awkwardly in the doorway, clenching onto the straps of your beach bag, as he entered to find more suitable clothing.

After disappearing for a moment, he popped his head back out.

“You can come in, you know. This might take a few minutes.”

You stepped further into his suite, making your way to the sliding doors attached to a balcony. Looking out you could see Los Angeles in full light, the people and cars below feeling so out of reach, like nothing you had ever experienced in your city.

You seemed so out of place in the heavily decorated room still in beach clothing and legs covered in sand.

You could hear Tom rummaging through the drawers and walked over, giving a gentle knock on the open door.

“Having trouble, twinkle toes?” you joked at the way he pillaged through his clothes. He smiled at your commentary.

“Maybe a bit. Do you need anything? A drink, snack? The fridge is stocked so take anything you like.”

You were surprised at his generosity and at how little he cared about paying for that stuff. In your family, everything in the hotel room was off limits if it wasn’t free.

“I think I’m good but do you mind if I use your restroom? I really need to rinse this sand off and put on some real clothes.”

“Go right ahead,” he gestured to the bathroom door.

The bathroom was also massive, especially for a hotel. The shower thankfully had a handheld spray head so you were able to just target and rinse your legs. You tugged on some athletic shorts and a loose tank top to replace your former garments.

You quickly used the toilet too and went to wash your hands, not believing how many fancy soaps and lotions covered the counter. 

As you lathered, a small bottle caught the corner of your eye. It was a light yellowish color and read “OBSESSION for men.” 

Of course he would wear Calvin Klein cologne. Now I know.

You finished up and made a final once over in the mirror, fixing some stray hairs in your ponytail and opening up the door. 

You stopped in your tracks as your eyes laid upon Tom, who was shirtless with his back to you, the elastic of his underwear poking out of his pants’ waistline.

“You’re a pretty big fan of Calvin Klein, huh?” you asked, referring to both the cologne and his boxers. He turned around, giving you a view of his bare chest, which didn’t disappoint, a fact that you pretended was annoying.

“Hah, yeah. I really want to do an ad campaign with them if you couldn’t tell,” he bent over to pick up a shirt from the bed and toss it on. 

“Well with the cologne and underwear you’re pretty much a walking billboard.”

“You like the cologne?” he asked, causing your face to heat up. You knew a blush was present and probably obvious, so you decided not to lie. 

“Yeah, actually I do. It’s a nice scent. It also happens to be all over my bed right now thanks to a certain someone,” you tipped down your chin and raised an eyebrow accusingly. 

“You want it? The company actually sent me like… eight bottles and a bunch of clothes not too long ago after I posted on Instagram about them. I can’t get rid of them fast enough,” he offered, walking towards you.

“What? No! I couldn’t just take that from you. What would I tell my friends when they see men’s cologne bottle in my room? I can’t say ‘oh yeah Tom Holland gave it to me’ and it would be majorly out of character to tell everyone that it’s what you wear.”

He went past you into the bathroom and rummaged through a toiletry bag, muttering an “aha!” when he pulled out another bottle identical to the one on the counter, except this was sealed and full.

“Seriously Tom I can’t just tak-” you started when he dropped the bottle into your bag.

“Whoops,” he quipped, “no take backs. Now your bed can forever smell like me”

You were ready to argue again (with an undeniable smile on your face) when there was a loud rapping on the main door.

Tom grimaced at you to wordlessly send a message of ‘prepare yourself’ as he took a deep breath in and headed out of his bedroom. You silently followed into the living room and watched Tom open the door, where a well dressed man and woman pair stood talking.  

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At first you and Tom together discussed the plan you had made at the beach with his manager and publicist, neither of whom seemed to like the idea very much.

They asked to speak with Tom privately, so you relocated back into the bedroom and sat on the side of his bed, reminiscing on how the roles were almost reversed compared to only two evenings prior. 

You were only in there for about ten minutes, but it seemed like hours. You were too anxious to mess with your phone and instead looked out his window.

There was a quiet knock on the door before Tom opened it. You recognized the steely look in his eyes and the way his jaw was clenched. 

He motioned for you to come out, and almost immediately after stepping into the living room his manager started talking to you.

“So, y/n, right? I’m gonna have to give this to you straight. You cannot be seen with my client ever again,” she stated bluntly, “it’s nothing against you, of course, but Tom here needs to maintain a ‘single’ rep until this movie is no longer in theatres and frankly you’re jeopardizing the whole thing.”

Your eyebrows shot up and you weren’t happy to hear this woman’s feigned criticisms.

“I’m sorry, but Tom is the one who sought me out. I never liked him, you could ask any person who knows me and they would tell you the same. I’m only here because Tom asked me to meet him about getting rid of this whole ‘scandal’ or whatever you want to call it. So if anyone is jeopardizing Tom, it’s himself.”

The publicist took a step forward.

“Look, miss y/n, it’s really nothing against you, we just want to maintain his image, and the best way to do so would be for us to go online and tell everyone he helped you get medical attention for an injury, which we all know is true, and end it at that. It makes Tom look like a hero, and you’ll be popular for weeks with your peers I’m sure,” he explained, angering you further. 

“I never asked for this. I don’t want attention. I don’t want the world, or more importantly my best friend, to find out I’ve been lying about the guy I used to hate. Do you realize how many rumors this will fuel? This is ridiculous and I can’t allow you to put out my information like this.”

“Oh, well. Too bad. I just sent the tip to TMZ and they’re posting the story tonight,” he replied, “and Tom is going live on Instagram at 4:00 to address it the way we told him to and you two can’t be seen together again. Text all you want like you have been, but no public contact. Unless of course we want to do a ‘girl saved by hero reunites with him’ thing. Oh man would that look so good-”

“I’m done. This is so sick. Tom,” you looked directly into his eyes, “never contact me again, you disgusting cheap sellout bastard,” you spat, a fire in your own eyes like nothing anyone had ever seen from you.

“Y/n I-“ he began, but you were already heading to the door. You could hear footsteps behind you and the door slam shut but you kept power walking towards the main elevators, hoping they were the opposite direction from which you and Tom initially came.

“Wait!” he cried out, finally catching up and grabbing your elbow.

You threw his hand off but stopped moving forward and instead spun around to face him. Tears had made their way down your cheeks by now and you weren’t any happier to be so vulnerable in front of Tom. 

Never in your life did or expect the next (or even last) guy you’d cry over would be Tom Holland.

“Y/n, please listen,” he pleaded, his face was also red, as if he were going to cry himself. You stood firm and gave him an expectant glare, so he continued.

“I don’t want to do this, I really don’t. Please understand that I have to, though, no matter how much this hurts. We can still talk. I was so drawn to you the second I saw you in that crowd just last week and I could’ve never imagined how close you could become in the short amount of time we’ve known each other. Please, babe, I don’t want to lose you.”

Anger flashed inside of you again and you felt your chest tighten at the bomb he’d just dropped..

“Do you really, Tom? Do you really care? Because to me it sounds like you actually have a choice here, but you’re too much of a pushover to do what’s right. If you really cared, you wouldn’t do this to me. I was serious back there. Don’t talk to me again, and definitely don’t call me babe if you do.” 

 “I’m so, so sorry, y/n,” Tom’s voice finally broke, and you could see the way his lip quivered as he continued, “I’m sorry I ever got you into this mess.”

“Me too,” you whispered. 

You wiped more stray tears and turned, looking back one last time into the face of the broken-hearted celebrity, hoping it was the last time you would ever see his face, but knowing it wouldn’t be the end of it.

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You exited the elevator, which you were glad was empty. More tears had fallen on the journey down and you mustered up everything you could to stop them, at least until you were off the premises of the hotel. 

Though knowing you looked like a wreck, you walked through the hotel lobby with head held high, looking straight forward at the large front doors. 

Your numbered ticket was in hand and you gladly gave it to the valet so he could pull up your car.

It was getting harder to hold it together as you waited. Finally, he appeared and parked the car in front of you.

He held out the keys and then stood directly in front of you, silently pleading for a tip, even though he could probably see the obvious anguish on your face. 

Finally, you gave in, rolling your eyes as you dug through your bag for a spare $5 bill and slapped it into his hand with disdain.

“How kind. Have a nice day, ma’am!” he voiced cheerily.

You fought the urge to flip him off as you sat down in the driver’s seat and began the journey back home, dread filling your stomach the closer home became.

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A/N: yeehaw that was a fun time. Next chapter is angsty too sorry I don’t make the rules... :)

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Voltron Season Seven: Thoughts and Reactions

As you can see, I am out of hibernation mode ;p Just finished up a bit ago.

My thoughts in no particular order on season seven. Prepare for a few unintelligible spazzes and random questions that like, why were these not answered? Oh Voltron writers, you and your plot holes. Tagged with all of my previously mentioned ones so here goes!

Okay, so Adam? As much as I didn’t care for how he wasn’t supporting Shiro, I was excited by his role and inclusion in the story! Also, haha, I laughed because I named the one character in my Keith and Shiro backstory Adam and he’s a pilot too, haha. They definitely aren’t the same one because mine was a jerk, but I love that somehow I still got that name. (or maybe that’s how he and Shiro got to talking after Shiro confronts him for what he said to Keith? hehe. Look at me ;p)

But then. When they were mobilizing to fight the first wave I’m like, is Adam a pilot? And then we saw him and then his ship blinked out… gosh. Shiro at the wall with his name broke my heart. There’s a lot of regret there. Definitely something I wish had been further explored, but I’m not surprised they didn’t. There’s a lot that has been skipped over already.

So… Shiro has a disease that gets brought up once, never impacted him at all in the first six seasons and… never mentioned again? Er… what was the point of that exactly? (clone body not have the illness?)

Oh baby Keef. I cheered when he punched Griffin. Glad to see Griffin has grown up since then. But uh, can someone confirm for me the new cadet pilot with the glasses. Is her name… Wasabi? Usagi? And while I adore my Keith backstory this one was endearing too. And his dad died in a fire? Gosh. I had a feeling after the fireman refs but to hear it confirmed. Sad.

Where did Axca go? Like, she left the base with the Paladins and they have no resources to provide her a ship. So…? I’m curious with her popping up at the end behind Krolia and Keith at the grave… interesting. Once it was disproved that she wasn’t Keith’s twin I thought she might be Krolia’s sister but no mention when they met so… hmm. Curious and curioser. (does she like Keith? Hehe ♥ I admit I think they’re pretty asthecially pleasing together and I love Axca’s new design.)

Veronica is a fucking badass. As soon as she showed up on screen I’m like, that’s Lance’s sister. My sister was like, no, and I’m like, uh, her name is Veronica, coloring is the same including the blue eyes and in that really crappy family projection photo from season one there was a relative in a military uniform. Damn, I love her so much. Almost cried when I thought she died (twice xD). Also, her teasing Lance about Allura and her little smirk smile there? I died. So fucking cute.

This is my personal preference but I did not care for the game show episode at all, nor the “reason” behind it. There were a couple cute moments in it (all of them choosing each other to leave and I winced when Lance kept being called the dumb one and could taste the angst) but overall, my least favorite filler. And this coming from someone who adores game shows xD

The “lost in space” episode also wasn’t high on my list. I loved the idea of it and them forming a circle (that was so flipping cute) to stay together with the check ins (and a note to Keith and Krolia’s time together) but the words exchanged? I get it and didn’t mind but they never *really* resolved it. Not really. And some pretty hurtful things were said. Also, the fact they have almost fatal oxygen depletion based upon Keith’s indicator and their weary lines under their eyes, but then they literally bounce back full power to fight? Just throw the realism out the window. Just like the castle of lions losing all oxygen in a matter of hours two seasons ago xDD

How have we ever survived without the space wolf? Seriously? I’m bummed his name is not Yorak but I’ll take Cosmo. Very cute! Love how keith is waiting for the wolf to name himself. Oh, sweetie.

The Blade of Marmora luring with the Druids was delicious. Loved that bit. Glad Kolivan made it out. Wasn’t surprised when Krolia left the main cast; it was getting crowded and given that the writers have difficulty managing characters on a regular basis at times the more the less merrier.

On that note, loved Romelle in the first episode but she practically disappeared for the rest of the season. Disappointed. Thought her and Hunk were hilarious.

Same token bummed Matt was offscreen for most of it. But again, see above.

The three year time gap was interesting. Never really explained well either; pretty much I think a way for earth to get completely overrun by Galra. On that note, loved all of the Sam episodes, think the new pilots are pretty neat additions. Particularly love… Usagi? Wasabi? Kinkade too; a man of few words and I adore his name. Iverson too was a pleasant surprise and I loved his apology to Keith later and his constant backing of Sam. Also, Collen is a badass too. I do have to give credit to the writers; they make some amazingly strong female characters and it’s such a breath of fresh air (from watching YYH it was a stark reminder how things have changed over the years in terms of representation across the board on many things).

But one woman I did not care for was the Admiral. Boo hiss. I also hate that I called her turning on them as she was adamant throughout the entire thing about protecting earth in “her way” and I was waiting for this move. She did save the Paladins lives but she endangered them in the first place so… I acknowledge her desire to protect earth but am disappointed in how her character was played out. (and honestly, why the fuck would she trust Sendak to keep up his end of the deal? Why? Bit of weaker writing there).

Speaking of characters… where’s Haggar? At the end with the giant robot my sister and I were arguing who was driving it; I was Team Lotor and she was Team Haggar. Nada to both of us. Very interesting with that result too;  how was one Altean doing all that? Hmmm. And with the colony missing something is definitely up.

The Hunk family feels I was not expecting and loved them. I was glad he didn’t endanger the team anymore after he found his parents were not accessible, but dios I felt so bad. It’s hard especially to see Lnace and Pidge with their families and he with none. Loved his and Keith’s moment too. ♥ Keith was particularly awkwardly sweet and I loved it.

And Lance’s family! Gosh. Him hugging his niece and nephew broke my heart and then his being mobbed by his family stomped it into the ground with love. So. Beautiful. My boy has his family and I am so so happy.

Speaking of the families! Haha, I’m excited that I was write in that both Lance and Hunk’s families are stateside and I am going with my headcanon of Arizona (Garrison location) given how they were *right there* to be rescued. My childhood besties idea for Lance and Hunk when Lance immigrated over is still well and strong!!!

Back to Lance. I was so so so excited to see him getting some really nice shots and pieces in this season. The sword (c’mon broadsword, let’s see you come back too), the giant cannon gun, the amazing sniper shots (hoshit don’t get me started on that part, I love good sniper cover and damnnn ♥) his attempts to seat everyone in Lions (whoops xD), his stepping up to really support Keith and be second in command... just so much good stuff for my boy ♥ I was freaking out when Red didn’t come right away in the summoning thing after he and Veronica went under fire, but I’m like, Red always does things differently. And then she came in like ajdfkajfklda right when Lance was closing his eyes and thinking it was the end and just, so good. Great timing on that part.

Shiro’s new arm… loved the angst and pain as first one didn’t calibrate xD I’m terrible. I will admit I’m not sold on the design; very bulky and I dislike that it’s not attached; that’s not a proper hug! But I am happy he has one so will go with that.

Er, this is getting long. Last few.

How was Shiro breathing in space in fight against sendak? Someone, please tell me. But also yesss, loved that the two of them had a final fight. Brings back memories. When Keith saved him I really wanted a throwback to the “as many times as it takes” but alas, no go.

On Sendak… is he the main big bad? He sure has quite the Galra fleet. How do Ezor and Zethrid’s turn to piracy factor in? Was expecting something else with Lotor given their mentions of him early on. Is space just one giant war out there right now? We never really found out any details and here I was expecting Axca to fill us in.

The Atlas turning into its own Voltron was super cool. Loved all of the fight scenes although I admit I get bored with all the constant blasts so would have liked those shortened down and more character stuff, but it is a show geared for little kids so… boom boom pow.

The very end speech via Shiro had me on my toes as I didn’t think any of our team died but I was legit slowly starting to panic that somehow the new cadets were going to be the new Voltron pilots because ours were unavailable Phew, not the case! Loved the little hospital scenes popping around, particularly Lance’s nephew wearing his helmet and then Keith waking up to Krolia there. Oh, and Matt getting a hug from his mom! (and that ponytail! ♥ I love guys with a nice ponytail, mm, weakness).

Overall giving this season a 7/10 rating. Not my lowest, definitely not my highest. Very much appreciated though having a longer season to watch.

If you have thoughts feel free to comment on the post! I will not be posting any asks with spoilers in the ask until next Saturday though so best way to get a response is comment here. What did you all think of the season?

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His Sunshine (J.J x reader) (II)

Request: lost-trans-boi: sOOoOOoOoooOoO I saw that you're doing requests and can you do a Jughead x Reader? I know im terrible XD OooOoOOoO also can you make it angsty?

Ahaha I love angst whoop! Nahh you're not terrible, love :) No worries. I hope you like this! I wasn’t sure what type of angst you wanted so I pretty much did romantic angst with some fluff at the end xx

Pairing: Jughead x reader, (mentioned) Jughead x Betty

Genre: Angst, slight fluff near the end :)

Words: 1.954

Summary: Jughead may not have been a typical girl living in Riverdale’s kind of guy, but he was always yours. That was until Betty came along.

Part 1, Part 2

          Y/n sat on the bleachers, “watching” the Bulldogs and river vixens practise. They didn’t really want to be here, but one of her friends, (y/f/n) had a huge crush on Reggie Mantle and didn’t want to seem awkward sitting there alone on the bleachers, so she somehow dragged them into this. y/n wasn’t really watching them, y/n was mostly doing their math homework.

          “Y/n!” Jughead comes running towards y/n. He stopped halfway through the field with his hands on his thighs, trying to catch his breath. He’s not much of a runner, after all, gym class is his least favourite sport. y/n lets out a small giggle. They closed their textbook and walked the small distance to their best friend. Y/n may be Jughead’s best friend, but Jughead is so much more to them.

         Jughead positioned himself properly, giving y/n a quick smile. Oh, that smile.

          “What’s up, Jug? Aren’t you supposed to be writing for the Blue And Gold?” y/n curiously asked.

          “Actually no, Betty isn’t there and I don’t want to risk doing something wrong” He insisted. Y/n’s heart dropped a bit. Jughead has been bringing Betty into lots of his and y/n’s conversations. It was like he cares about Betty more than y/n, to the fact that Betty barely knew Jughead that well, it upset y/n. They tried not to show that it bothered them as much by wearing a fake smile, but it did hurt a little inside.

         “Alright, well where are you off to now?” Y/n asserted. Jughead’s cheeks started burning with light pink. Jughead doesn’t blush, at least, y/n hasn’t seen him blush in front of them, so this must be something special.

“Actually, I was going to hang out with you for a while” He anxiously stated. Y/n heart skipped a beat for a second but soon came to a realization. Since when did Jughead stay after school to hang out with them? He’d usually be at Pop’s after school or writing for the Blue and Gold. Y/n decided not to question his sudden remark and made their way back to the bleachers followed by Jughead. Jug grabbed y/n’s hand, kind of like he was leading her towards the bleachers. The little spark of electricity between them made y/n blush like madness. Did he feel the same? By the time they got there, (y/f/n) was nowhere in sight, but neither was Reggie.

Oh god

Y/n tried to ignore the image that came in their head as they watched vixens do their routine. As much as they weren’t interested in cheerleading or football, it was better watching it than picturing an image of (y/f/n) making out with Reggie.

Jughead seemed to be watching the vixens in awe. This facial expression didn’t go unnoticed by y/n, so there was definitely something different and off.

“Betty’s cheering is amazing” He quietly stated. This wasn’t intended to be heard by anyone else, but y/n still caught on to the words. They felt a small sting in their heart.

“What’s up with you and Betty?” Y/n finally got the courage to ask. As much as they regretted asking that, they were curious after all. They noticed the deep red crimson colour on Jug’s cheeks. This made y/n feel that stinging sensation again.

“We may or may not have had a moment” He lightly announced.

We may or may not have had a moment.

Those words were already enough to make y/n stomach drop. Hearing and knowing that the feelings she felt for her Best Friend and crush of a year weren’t returned. What does Jughead see in Betty? Was it because Betty is prettier? skinnier?? Smarter??? Y/n watched Betty as she took a sip of her water, chatting along with Veronica Lodge. Betty is a pretty girl, there’s no doubt in that. She was perfect. The way her blonde hair was pulled back in an adorable ponytail, and how she looked so amazing in just shorts and a shirt. Betty aces all her classes, making her the perfect girl next door. The kind of person y/n wanted to be.

If only I was just like her, then maybe he would return his feelings for me.

Y/n could already feel the tears in her eyes, trying as hard to keep them in. They realized that if they stayed any longer, they’ll end up breaking down in front of the person they loved the most. They pulled out their phone as an excuse to leave the uncomfortable situation.

“Jug, I’m sorry but I have to go. My mom just texted me” Y/n tried to not let their voice crack or sound shaky. They held back the tears as they swiftly gathered their stuff to leave. They didn’t even want to spare a second glance at Jug or hear his goodbye, because the love in his voice wasn’t real. Every time he spoke to them, they felt like there was possibly some feelings in the way he spoke or the look in his eyes, but thanks to Betty. It’s confirmed that it was all fake. They couldn’t blame Betty though, she was perfect for anybody. She could have any guy she wants, but she chose Jughead, and Jughead chose her.

I’ve been there with him for longer than she has though.

Y/n was always here for Jughead when he ranted about missing his sister, Jellybean on her birthday. How he still remembered it and misses her. He’s cried on y/n’s shoulder when the twilight drive in closed, which was his home away from his addict of a father. Betty wasn’t there for him during those moments, so why did he still choose Betty over y/n? Y./n had noticed him staring at Betty in class and across the Cafeteria, but tried not to think about it so their feelings aren’t affected, but they are now because her love doesn’t love her back. Y/n  didn’t even know where they were going. They just wanted to get out of there, away from Jughead. Anywhere is better than Jughead. Is home a place, or a person? They’d often ask themselves, deep down knowing that home is Jughead, but always trying to deny it because of the fear of falling deeper in love and ending up hurt, even though that’s exactly where they’re at right now. But everything was more clear now, and it really did hurt. That night, y/n walked around the city for the longest time in their lives. It felt like 12 hours had passed by, when in reality, it was only 2. The tears were falling down freely in the October breeze. It was getting dark, and y/n’s (g/n) will probably start getting worried about them. So Y/n made the long journey home, with no one by their side but their tears and long lost love. Most would start drinking to get rid of their problems, but y/n knew not to drink OR smoke since it will only make matters worse. Sure it’s good to numb the pain, but what if the pain is already so numb you feel like you’re on the edge of breaking?

It’s been a week since y/n last started talking to Jughead, They were trying to avoid him as much as possible, ignoring his messages and calls. After All, it’s the only good way to let go of the so long-buried feelings. No one really ever knew about their feelings but themselves. Y/n was very quiet when it comes to the topic of crushes’ and boys. Y/n was currently laying on their bed, staring at the ceiling, no source of light but the moonlight. Curling up the sheets beside them, wishing Jughead was here to hold them and love every bit of them. Why do we try to be good enough for the ones that hurt us the most? He was probably with her now, holding her like she’ll drift away any second, mumbling how much he loves her and those cheesy love words. Why couldn’t it have been me?

If only Jughead did love me, I will always be a second choice, never the perfect one.

As they sat down burning in their sorrows, there was a slight knock on the window. Y/n looked over at the window, finding no one other than Jughead there. Even looking at him hurts, everything hurt. Y/n ignored him and didn’t bother opening the window for him. The last time he snuck through the window, he brought them chocolates for Valentine’s Day, since y/n was upset because she didn’t have anyone to share the day with. Jughead was a sweet boy under all that mystery, but it’s weird how the kindest eyes can hurt the most.

Jughead knocked again on the window. This time, y/n decided to go over there to open the window. They rolled out of bed and silently walked over there, trying not to wake their parents up. They unlocked the window and lifted it up. “What is it now, Jug?” Y/n bellowed. They tried to avoid his gaze, trying not to break in front of him. Remembering that those eyes have looked at Betty with such love and empathy, are the same ones looking at y/n with such concede.

“I came to apologize” Jughead confessed. Y/n met his gaze, scanning his rare features of sadness. 2 lovely human beings were hurting because of each other. Seeing him so miserable made the tears sting in their eyes. Y/n moved out of the way to let Jughead in. He gently made his way into the bedroom. He grabbed Y/n’s hand and sat them down with him on the bed. Even after all the hurt, he still managed to make y/n’s heart skip a beat at the simple gesture. There was a silence between the two, neither of them wanting to speak first. Y/n didn’t want to speak first, knowing their voice will come out as weak and trembling, but they knew that Jughead won’t be the one to start the conversation, so they gave in.

“What do you need to apologize for?” Y/n croaked. They knew their voice came off as shaky, but there was no time to think of that right now.

“For hurting you” Jughead confided. Y/n opened her mouth to speak, but Jughead wasn’t finished.

“That moment I had with Betty, it wasn’t much. I thought we’d be something, but she said that she didn’t feel anything, and neither did I. I realized that, I’ve been trying to hide the fact that I had feelings for my best friend”

Best friend? Is there another person?

“Point is” Jughead exhaled a quivering breath as he gently squeezed y/n’s hand. “I wasn’t sure if you felt the same way, so I always tried to ignore my feelings for you and tried to gain feelings for someone else. I knew you felt the same way when I noticed you leave that day on the bleachers. I tried to contact you, but you never really answered. You’ve been ignoring you at school, and that’s when I realized you were the light and happiness in my life, not Betty. I’m sorry for hurting you, but I hope you know that I’m ready for you”

Hearing all that felt like a dream. The boy y/n’s been silently pinning for months had loved her all along. Without y/n, Jughead was broken and devastated. You could hear the want in his voice, wanting y/n back in his life. His sunshine. The weight of the world feels like it’s been lifted off of their shoulders. Now, it was y/n’s turn to accept him back.

“I want you back too”

With that, y/n fell into Jughead’s embrace. Maybe 2 broken souls can help mend each other.

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CHILL

(requested by anon) Kai Parker x Reader word count : 4 891 warning : smut summary : Reader is tired of Kai teasing her , saying she is too serious and needs to chill and after one of the parties in MF things … happen.😈 note : i made a few slight changes to the request , hope you don’t mind and still like it. *not my gif _______________________________ Long summer nights , parties at the swimming hole and at the Grill were a few of the things Y/N was looking forward to after her first year at college. All her friends and she had gathered at the Grill , laughing and just enjoying each other’s company and everything was fine until Kai showed up. It wasn’t like she didn’t like him , because she did more than she cared to admit. There was something about him that drew her in like a magnet since day one but for the past few weeks he had been all over her , constantly saying she is too serious and that she needs to ‘chill’. Y/N was starting to get tired of listening to him going on and on about it.     “Hey guys.” said Kai smiling widely , holding his drink in one hand and the other in his pocket. “Ahh Y/N , I didn’t think I’d see you here. Why do you have that scrunched forehead super serious look again ? It’s driving me nuts. It’s a party. Loosen up have some fun.” Y/N clenched her jaw for a moment taking a step towards him. A playful smile spread on her face and she trailed her fingers across his chest. There was no need for her to look at her friends to know they are looking at her as if she had lost her mind. Who knew , maybe she had but if he was going to get on her nerves –     “I do –” she said biting her lip. “– have fun. With people I like.” Kai took a step towards her until their bodies almost pressed against each other.     “Does that mean you don’t like me?”     “Always so full of yourself …” she trailed off taking a sip from her club soda.     “I am just concerned you are missing out on the fun part of life.” he said with concern / worry in his voice but also a hint of amusement. “Always so serious - ”     “I am not serious.”     “ - too serious for your own good. I bet you don’t even know how to drink. That is to be expected , you know – since all you ever drink is water.” Her friends kept glancing between them trying to figure out what was happening and probably picking up on her heartbeat because they looked at her with confusion and a little shock in their eyes.     “Is that a challenge ?” she wondered unable to tear her eyes away from his.     “It’s the facts.” replied Kai taking a sip from his drink. “You need to -”     “Chill.” said Caroline placing a hand on Y/N’s shoulder seeing how at any moment she might try and strangle Kai. “He is just trying to get on your nerves.”     “Yeah , Y/N. Chill.”     “I will str-… ” she took  a deep breath trying to calm down , slipping her empty glass on the table. “You want me to chill ? Alright … Let’s do tequila shots.”     “OH you do not want to see me on tequila -”     “Come on Malachai … chill.” she smiled innocently at him. “Whoops , did I hit a nerve or something ?”     “You are so on sweet cheeks.” he smirked at her , placing his hand on her back pushing her through the crowd towards the bed. His name sounded different when she said it , he almost liked it. Y/N pushed his hand away but that didn’t stop him from placing it on her back again. Kai sat on one of the stools motioning for the bartender barely taking his eyes off her. Y/N was wearing a short t-shirt , ripped in the knees jeans and converses with her hair pulled in a loose side ponytail and he couldn’t help himself but reach to touch it for a few seconds.     “I need to see her ID.” said the bartender pointing at Y/N who was smiling innocently , batting her eyelashes at Kai who looked her up and down seeing her press her lips together for a few seconds lightly licking them afterwards. Was he imagining it or did she really liked how he was looking at her in that moment ? No , not possible.     “No. You don’t. Now get us two rounds of tequ-.”     “Kai ?” she said innocently. “Get us a bottle extra añejo tequila –”     “No , no. You have lost it. Are you sure ? That stuff is like really stro– ” he glanced at her with a mix of shock and amusement on his face. Y/N put her arm around his shoulder smiling innocently at him and his hand found its way on her waist again making her heart race like crazy ? “Oh-kay. What the lady said. Damn Y/N , maybe you are not as serious as I thought you were.”     “Can we get this over with so I can get back home to finish my book ? I am right in the middle - ”     “And there it is. What is that book about anyways ? Can’t be more interesting than spending time with me.” he wondered with a note of hurt in his voice.     “Christian Grey is a good competition for you. ” she whispered in his ear before sitting on the stool next to him. Kai looked at her with wide eyes as if seeing her for the first time. He had expected her to say it’s about something post apocalyptic since she appeared to like reading those quite a lot but not this. Perhaps he didn’t know her as well as he had thought.     “There is no competition sweetheart.” he reached for the bottle just as the bartender gave it to them but Y/N was faster , pouring the liquid in the small glasses almost filling them completely. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. How had he missed seeing this side of her ? Maybe it had been because usually the parties had been happening on school nights when she had been studying. That he got , sort of.     “Stop looking at me like that.” Kai laughed under his breath. “Sorry , I just — I was thinking how , ahh never mind. Here , salt … lime -” Y/N gripped his wrist licking the spot between his thumb and forefinger without taking her eyes off him , sprinkling a little salt on the spot     “On three ?” she asked. Kai nodded still surprised at her behaviour. Y/N took her glass and he looked at her a little confused. “What ? In Mexico people drink it straight. I can go salt and lime for the next one -”     “You are such a know it all.” he teased. Y/N tilted her head slightly , glaring at him. “Alright fine. We do it your way. One , two -  ” Y/N looked into his eyes for a few seconds before drinking it in one gulp , throwing her head back before he had finished saying three. For a few seconds she closed her eyes , pressing her lips together while the alcohol burned its way down her throat. When her eyes opened Kai was looking at her with wide curious eyes and smile on his face.     “How do you feel ?”     “Like I need at least 5 more of those.” Y/N laughed along with him, tapping her hands on the bar , motioning for him to get the next round ready. They went about eight rounds before he grabbed the bottle from her hands.     “Alright , you are fun. I am very impressed but you are cut off.“      “Oh-uh … the fun police is here. Now who is being the serious one ?” she pouted for a second.     “I am being the responsible one , never the serious one.That’s your thing. Your friends will kill me if something happens to you.” he said holding the bottle over his head so she couldn’t get it. Not that it stopped her. Y/N kept trying to take it and their bodies kept pressing together. It felt as if electricity was floating between them, the feeling woke every fibre in his body and he found himself almost kissing her.     “OH MY GOD I LOVE THIS SONG !” she placed her hands on his chest smiling wider than ever. There was something about her smile that made him smile. He had never seen her smile that much in the entire time they had known each other and she looked more beautiful than ever.     “Y/N ? Wh-what are you doing ?!” he wondered looking around trying very hard to avoid any of her friends’ gazes while she climbed on the bar and started dancing on it , swaying her hips to the beat and throwing her hands in the air while singing along to ‘Sorry , not sorry’. Kai watched her dancing and laughing unable to tear his eyes off her wondering who this girl really was because she was the complete opposite of what he thought. A few moments later she almost slipped and he decided Y/N had had enough fun for one night ,  getting her off the bar almost in a flash.     “Arrhhh –” she groaned , her hand reaching for her head.     “I should probably take you home. You are drunk.” he held her steady.     “Not drunk. Lightly buzzed.” she slurred her words a little , holding onto him. “I can totally drive -”     “Yeah , no. C'mon. We are going home… your home , not mine. Don’t worry.”     “You know , you are like really hot. How can you be so hot ?” she said hooking a hand around his neck , lightly trailing her fingertips on his jawline while he scooped her into his arms bridal style. Y/N couldn’t tear her eyes off him. How were his eyes bluer than usual and how did she notice that ? Was she really paying that much attention to everything he does ?       “You are so cute slurring your words like that.” he laughed under his breath , carrying her out of the bar without taking his eyes away from her until they got to his car. He let her sit on the passenger seat , did the seat belt for her and opened slightly the car window to let the cooler air in before getting in himself. Y/N reached for him the same moment , tapping his nose laughing under her breath at his expression.     “Why are you being so sweet ? You don’t even like me –”     “I don’t like the serious  ‘nose-stuck-in-a-book’ version of you. This version of you I like… and I like your smile. You should smile more often.” he replied putting the keys in the ignition. “Maybe we can do that again sometime ?”     “Definitely … ” Almost half an hour later he parked in front of her house and helped her get out of the car. Surprisingly he barely said a word the entire ride back , just kept glancing at her every few seconds while the cooler air coming from the window helped her sober up a little bit.     “Thank you… for driving me home.” she gave him a small smile. “This is a little embarrassing. I usually don’t drink that much.”     “No , no. It’s okay.” he said softly helping her get out of the car wounding one of his hands around her waist before walking her to the door. “Do you need help getting to the couch or upstairs ?”     “I um –” Y/N reached in her pocket getting out her keys and they slipped through her fingers onto the ground. Kai got them for her meeting her eyes a moment later as he pushed the key in the lock pressing his body against hers while unlocking the door. There it was again - the electricity he had felt almost an hour ago along with the desire to kiss her only this time the feeling was stronger. He brushed his fingertips against her cheek noticing her eyes darting between his eyes and lips. Y/N’s heart was beating so fast , each beat calling out to him and then he kissed her , gently at first slowly deepening the kiss as he pressed her body against the door. Thousands of butterflies flapped their wings in her stomach and her heart fluttered like hummingbird’s wings as his hands found their way on her waist and hers hooked around his neck pulling him closer before he pulled away. They gazed into each other’s eyes for a few seconds then Y/N’s lips crashed against his hungry for more. Kai wrapped his hands around her , moving them up and down her back towards her ass , pulling her closer to him. Y/N broke the kiss long enough to invite him in and a moment later the door swung open. He backed her inside , kicking the door closed behind him while she pushed off his jacket and he pulled her shirt over her head , almost ripping her jeans off her right after sending clothes flying everywhere.     “Damn Y/N – Where have you been hiding this entire time?” he scooped her up , shoving her against the wall suffocating her with kisses while Y/N’s hands hooked around his neck and her legs wound around his waist. Kai couldn’t believe he had kissed her and she hadn’t slapped him and then she had kissed him and invited him in. Everything was happening too slow and too fast at the same time and he could feel his heart about to leap out of his chest just like hers while he kissed her neck , lighting up her skin on fire everywhere his lips touched her.     “Right under your nose.” she moaned gripping on his hair until their lips crashed against each other again. It almost felt as if the kiss was a competition for who will suck the air out of the other’s lungs faster.     “Bedroom ?” he asked breathing heavily.     “Upstairs , second door on the — left. Wow , someone’s fast.” she said just as he almost tossed her onto the bed. Kai grinned at her trailing his fingers on her inner thighs sending shivers through her body, kissing his way up stomach without taking his eyes off her until their eyes were on the same level.  A sideways smirk showed on his face and he pinned her hands over her head while pushing his crotch hard against hers making her moan out.     “Such a beautiful sound. I can’t wait to make you scream my name –” A tingly feeling spread like a tidal wave through her body. Everywhere he touched her , it was like lighting a match lighting on fire while his hand slipped behind her back undoing her bra. He slipped slightly down her body , sucking and nibbling on her nipples , tearing panties off in a split second.     “I have barely touched you and you are already wet - ” he nibbled on her earlobe , brushing his fingers against her clit spreading her arousal around. “You will be dripping by the time I am done with you…” Their lips crashed together and she moaned into the kiss when his fingers began drawing rough figure eights, turning her moans into whimpers. She spread her legs even wider, giving him better access while he kissed her neck and his crotch grounded against her hip. Y/N could feel him getting harder with every passing second , barely able to wait to feel him inside her. Kai’s fingers found their way inside her making her gasp , going in to the last knuckle slowly curling around feeling every inch while his thumb drew circles on her clit , pulling out and repeating again going in faster and rougher every time while sucking on a spot on her neck marking her as his.      “OH fuck , I’m so close..” she moaned , spurring him to go faster. Kai had been driving her nuts for weeks but this was a whole new level. He had lit up her entire body on fire and only he could put the fire out or more like make it even bigger.     “Ahh so tight around my fingers. It will feel so good stretching you later.” he cooed , watching her eyes roll in her head and her her back arch a little more off the bed with every curl. He loved listening to her moans turn into small screams while his fingers continued assaulting her , cheating with vampire speed to pump even faster. It was driving him nuts and those walls clenching around his fingers – he could barely wait to know what it feels like being inside her. Kai couldn’t tear his eyes away from her , seeing her thrash and squirm on the bed as her orgasm tore through her body and she moaned his name so loud , the sound was almost a scream.     “Mmmmm you taste amazing.” he moaned tasting her on his fingers. “I just want to slip between your legs and eat you out for the rest of the night – ” Y/N felt her cheeks blush and she rolled on top of him , grounding her core against his lenght through the fabric , biting her lip when she realised how hard he had gotten contemplating whats going to happen next. Kai placed his hands on her waist making her hips move a little faster on him and he could swear there was electricity coming from where her hands were on his chest. Y/N leaned in and kissed him both of them moaning into the kiss while her hips grounded against him a little harder, tugging at his lip at the end of the kiss.     “How are you doing this ?” he thought out loud , tangling his fingers in her hair while her lips made their way on his neck and onto his chest. Kai propped himself on his elbows unable to look away.     “Doing what?” she wondered , kissing down his stomach without taking her eyes off him for a second. Y/N palmed him through his briefs , moving her hand slowly up and down on him listening to him moan softly watching him bite his lip  when  she pressed her mouth on his lenght letting her breath on it.     “Driving me completely out of my mind.” he moaned watching her fingers hitch on the waistband of his briefs slowly pulling them down his legs. Y/N ran her tongue on the underside of his thick shaft , blowing a light stream of air on the head while her fingers wrapped him. Her tongue swirled around the head then straight through the middle while her other hand gently fondled his balls. Kai bit his lip letting out a throaty growl feeling her nibbling on the head while stroking him at a steady pace looking at him with innocent puppy dog eyes running her tongue all over , drawing circles and other figurines. For a second his eyes fluttered closed and when they opened , his eyes were black with lust.     “So innocent.” he moaned , watching her every move. “Maybe not that innocent though.. Who knew you were this naughty ?”     “There is a lot about me you don’t know.” she winked at him , swinging her leg over his waist while her hand was still wrapped around him , both straddling half of his lenght while stroking the other at a steady pace. Kai’s hands found their way on her hips and he couldn’t tear his eyes away. A few more moments like this and he’ll lose it. Y/N threw her head back , moaning softly while her thumb drew circles on the tip , gathering the pre-cum before bringing it to her lips to taste him.      “So fucking hot.” he pulled her down for a kiss while she continued straddling him a little faster. Their lips moved hungrily against each other while their tongues swirled together exploring the other’s mouth. Kai’s hands roamed all over her body , lightly pushing his hips up at her. “I want you more than ever now.” Y/N smiled innocently at him , resting her forehead on his straddling him a little faster daring her tongue to lick his lower lip for a second pushing him right over the edge. “Owh ?”     “Yes.” he moaned , rolling on top of her in vampire speed.  ” – and I always get what I want.“ Kai pinned her wrists on either side of her head while he rested his forehead on hers. For a few long moments he teased her, slowly sliding just the tip inside watching her lose it completely. Y/N pushed her hips down on him , hoping to get more of him but he was step ahead of her withdrawing in that exact same moment and she almost groaned in frustration  Her eyes were begging for him , all of him but he wanted to hear her say it. .     “Please Kai –”     “Please ‘what’ ? What does my girl want ? Tell me.” he smiled innocently , brushing his nose against hers. Kai’s breath on her face was intoxicating her completely and there was only one thing she wanted - him. All of him.      "Fuck me… Malachai. I want to feel every inch of you.“      "You know , I don’t like when people use my full name.” he growled. “It gets me – upset.”     “Then teach me a lesson.” she dared him. “Maalaach–” Kai’s lips crashed against hers as he entered her with one hard thrust making her moan into the kiss , withdrawing slowly making her feel every inch of him on the way out , leaving just the tip inside before filling her in again. His thrusts were slow but hard at first picking up the pace every time and he couldn’t help but notice how somehow they were a perfect fit for each other.     “C'mon Malachai , don’t be so soft. I am not going to break.” she teased him. A low growl came from his throat and he picked up the pace cheating with his vampirism every few thrusts, going in harder and deeper hitting her spot every time. Y/N’s walls were so tight around him it was driving him nuts , even more when they clenched around him. He rested his forehead on hers , unable to take his eyes off hers. Why had she said his full name again , considering he had just warned her what happens when people do that ? Then it hit him.     “You are so tight around me. I fucking love it.” he groaned , withdrawing almost completely before going in even harder than before turning her moans into small screams. Her body jolted forward a little and he could hear the bed screech on the floor but what got to him was the way she screamed his name. It turned him on like crazy and he wanted to hear her scream it louder.     “OH fucK  MALACHAI –” she screamed , her head almost hitting the headboard and Kai grinned. Their lips crashed together and their fingers intertwined together while he continued to pound relentlessly inside her. Each thrust rougher than the last turning her skin to fire , the unmistakable sounds of flesh on flesh , his groans and her screams filling the air. Kai swung one of her legs over his shoulder , listening to her scream his name louder every time his lenght buried deeper inside her. Y/N’s eyes rolled in the back of her head and her walls clenched around him again pushing his emotions on complete overdrive. For a few seconds purple / black veins flashed under his eyes and he could hear her heart skip a beat and her breath get caught in her throat. ‘So hot.’ she mouthed and Kai grinned at her , making her scream out louder in the next second. His thick shaft pushed inside her so hard all the air got knocked out of her lungs at once and her bed screeched on the floor hitting the wall a split second later. Kai listened to her heart rate and breathing try to do the impossible and catch up with each other failing every time.     “Fuck go f-faster - ” she moaned , her walls clenching again feeling his lenght twitch inside her. Kai let out a throaty growl and wrapped his fingers around her neck , holding her steady while her fingers wrapped around his wrist for support. Purple black veins flashed under his eyes again and he cheated using his vampirism to go faster , unable to stop himself even if he wanted to. He was going in so hard and deep as if wanting to bury his entire self in her , each thrust knocking the air out of her lungs and leaving her craving more. Y/N’s back arched off the bed a little  and she gripped the sheets so tight he could almost hear them starting to rip. The headboard hit the wall again , making a slight dent in it. He loved everything about her in that moment , seeing her eyes roll in the back of her head , feeling her walls contract around him but there was something else. He could tell she was holding it knowing he was close too, wanting them to finish at the same time. All his emotions blurred into one again , purple black veins flashing under his eyes and he leaned in sinking his teeth into her neck. Y/N gasped for a few seconds and tangled her fingers in his hair , enjoying him feeding on her just as much as he did. Last thing he expected after getting a taste of her blood was for her to cup his face and pull him down for a kiss not caring about his bloody lips. This kiss felt different as they poured every emotion they felt towards the other into it, their lips moving fiercely against each other leaving the other completely breathless at the end. They gazed into each other’s eyes searching for something in the other’s eyes and his lips crashed against hers again , demanding and greedier than ever while she held onto his biceps and he continued fucking her senseless almost getting her tip over the edge without him.     “You look even hotter covered in blood.” she moaned out.     “Damn Y/N. I don’t know you at all.” he groaned wondering who this girl was , because clearly he had misjudged her completely. Y/N was driving him completely insane and he couldn’t get enough. Their hearts thumping like crazy threatening to leap out of their chests and into the other’s arms. Her walls clenched around him again a little more intensely triggering his orgasm with hers following closely behind. Kai pressed his lips against hers , drowning her in a deep passionate kiss riding through both their highs until they were finished before collapsing on top of her.     “Wow – Had I known how good it would feel being with you that way –  I would’ve done that weeks ago.” he grinned trying to catch his breath.     “Why didn’t you ?”     “I didn’t think you’d want me to.”  he rolled onto the bed next to her without taking his eyes off her.     “How are you going to know if you don’t ask ?” she turned towards him. “Is that why you kept saying I need to ‘chill’ ? To find out without asking ?”     “No. I kept telling you you are too serious because that’s what I saw… Obviously there is a lot more than meets the eye with you. I kind of really like this version of you.”     “Likewise.” she smiled at him.     “Where is that book ?”     “What book ?”     “Right , so we are playing the ’I have no idea what you are talking about’ game.”     “There is no competition , Malachai.”     “Why do you keep calling me by my full name ? Do you know how many people have called me that and gotten to live afterwards ? Only one … you.”     “Only … me ? Why ?”     “I don’t know …” he sighed.     “Well , let me know when you figure it out. And I like your name. I like Kai too but — I really really like your full name.” she snuggled closer to him , resting her head on his chest. “Also – I like what you just did when I called you Ma- ”     “Don’t say it.” he warned.     “ - lachai.” she grinned at him seeing how he was suddenly towering over her. His jaw was clenched but he didn’t look mad. He looked — ready to break her or the bed. Or both. Definitely both. It made her skin on fire just seeing him like this. Kai’s knee was between her legs and she slid down the bed a little until her core grounded against it looking at him innocently, daring him to kiss her. To teach her another lesson.     “You are in so much trouble young lady.” he smashed his lips against hers , pulling out the air out of her lungs. “You are not leaving the bed until you learn your lesson…” #iSuckAtTitles🙈 ___________________ MASTERLIST - SMUT MASTERLIST - FLUFF

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