#I wish I was snuggled up in bed and NOT at uni

[leclerckins]

Hi Dina, I hope you're okey if you have the time, I'd love to hear your thoughts on Charles Leclerc looking after his girl. Maybe she's not doing so good and he takes the time to tidy, cook a meal, make her bed etc 🥹 feeling all the feels tonight. Thank you x

truly madly deeply [cl16]

❀ pairing (s) — charles leclerc x student!reader

❀ notes — hi! gonna do this in some sort of headcanons of what I think how Charles would react to his girl having a bad day! and i think i got carried away omg anyways hope ur having a good day and hope u would like this!

You are having the most horrible day like your assignments are piling up and you still have to submit your resumes since you're in your final year of uni so everything just gets too much for you

You haven't even been to the last couple of races because of how busy you are

Your absence from the races actually raised some speculations about your relationships like all the gossip pages pinpointing and tracking when was the last time you and Charles were spotted together

This just gets on your nerve and makes you even feel so much worse with people saying that you are not being a good girlfriend like whatever that means

You didn't want to tell Charles about the things that are bothering you since he is also having the worst time with his races

It's another race weekend and you are still not able to go and support Charles which makes you feel even worse even though Charles has assured you that it is totally fine and he understands why you couldn't go

During the weekend, you kinda moved into Charles' apartment because you just miss him and his scent

And you found yourself being able to focus on your work when you are working from his apartment

You also multitasked with finishing up your resumes and also watching the race at the same time

As usual, Ferrari fucked up and you just wished you could be there for him

When he called, you rushed to answer your phone and you could hear his tired voice which made you wish you could give him the biggest hug

Charles says he is coming home tonight and you mentally note that you need to pack your things by this evening

But you fell asleep in front of your laptop on the couch so when Charles walked into the door of his apartment, he nearly had a heart attack but smiled softly seeing you sleep on his couch

He drops his bags at the apartment door and moves to carry you to his bedroom

You stir but didn't wake up and instead just snuggle further into his neck

Charles settles you on his bed and he smiles at the mess you made in his bedroom like your books on his table, your notes on his bedside table and your clothes on his chair

He kisses your forehead and settles himself down for the night before slipping in next to you and he becomes the big spoon as he hugs you from behind

Charles woke up first and kisses your forehead as he gets ready to buy breakfast for the both of you (wouldn't bet on Charles cooking breakfast like there wouldn't be a breakfast if he is the one in front of the stove)

He comes back to you still sleeping since this is actually the first time you managed to get more than 3 hours of sleep so he just gets your breakfast ready and made your coffee just the way you like it

Charles wakes you up with peppering kisses all over your face and you smile as you wake up to the smell of him and also coffee

"Good morning, mon ange (my angel)" he says as he kisses your temple and also helps you up from the bed when he leans down to kiss you

"Nope! morning breath!" Charles just chuckles while ignoring your ridiculous (to him) notions about morning breath and still kisses you

You kiss him but immediately run to brush your teeth so that you could give him #real kisses

He is already waiting in front of the bathroom door and immediately snatches your waist and you two finally kiss (reads: makeout)

And when I say you guys spend 10 minutes just making out like okay we get it yall are obsessed with each other omg

Both of you finally move to the kitchen to have your breakfast

"You cooked?" "More like the cafe three blocks down, baby"

You both catch up on everything and you slipped up on how tired you are lately

Charles didn't say anything but he just moves closer to you to give you the biggest hug

That's when you finally broke apart and just become a crying mess in his arms and his heart breaks seeing you cry

You rant about how ridiculous people are to assume you guys are broken up just because you weren't at the races this year but also feeling like such a bad girlfriend for not going to the races especially since it has been shitty for Charles

Charles shushes you and carries you over to the couch so that he could position you on his lap and you just try to collect yourself

You are looking the absolute worst (Charles: cute) with your reddened nose and cheeks and your hair all over the mess

Charles thinks he would never trade anything else for this view like he wants the bad and the good (bless him)

Once you've calmed down, he runs his fingers through your hair and cups your face with him stroking your cheeks

"First of all, you are the best thing that happened to me. Second of all, they know nothing about us. Lastly, baby even if you are not coming to the races with me it is fine like do I want you there? more than anything in the world but also at the same time, you're always in my mind so it still feels like you're there with me"

He's so cheesy but just like he said in that one interview: "I am romantic"

Charles kisses your forehead and you snuggle into his chest

You actually fall asleep again on his chest and Charles carries you into the bedroom and tucks you in

While you're sleeping, he tidies up your books and notes so that they are organised on his table and will make it easier for you to study later

He charges your laptop and your iPad since they are running low on batteries

He picks up your clothes on the floor and put them with the dirty laundry and also puts them in the washing machine

You're still sound asleep so he goes over to your house to pick up extra essentials like extra clothes, extra skincare and your favourite blanket that he knows you forgot

He stops by the grocery store to get some stuff to make a cute little care package like your favourite chocolates, snacks, extra hairbands and the sequel to the book you are currently reading (he learns how to do this from tiktok)

It's late afternoon and he manages to come back home while you're still sleeping so he runs you a bath with your favourite bath bombs and soaps and then proceeds to wake you up

You woke up to Charles' soft kisses on your face and he leads you to the bathroom

Your heart just gets full at the sight of the bath he prepared for you

He leaves you to have a little time to yourself while he makes a dinner reservation at your favourite restaurant

You finish your bath and you see a beautiful silk dress on the bed and a pair of Louboutin high heels that you have been eyeing and are currently in your online cart right now

Charles walks into the room and hugs you from behind and kisses your shoulder

"We are going out tonight so get ready, amour"

He leaves to get ready and while you're getting ready, you saw the care package he has put together for you

You want to cry at how sweet he is and you also notice how organised your things are and how there are extra clothes in the closet for you

Charles comes out from the bathroom and you immediately just jump on him

He laughs and warns that you might not get dinner if you distract him like this so you behave

Both of you going out looking like the IT couple you both are and got every gossip page eating their words out

When both of you are back home, he is the one who is removing your makeup and is doing your skincare routine for you (yup, he memorised your skincare routine)

The night ends with smiles on y'alls faces because both of you are truly madly (obsessed) deeply in love with each other and that's the only thing that matters

extra: Charles broke the internet with a instagram post by the end of the week!

charles_leclerc

liked by yninstagram, carlossainz55, pierregasly, joris_trouche and others

charles_leclerc The reason why I didn't pick up any calls this week

scuderiaferrari and Fred said it's okay! you get a pass!

leclercstan ATE the breakup rumours up

charleswdc and to those gossip pages that have been talking shit....WHATS GOOD

arthur_leclerc literally radio silence from both of you

unhingedleclerc i hate hot people who are in love (let me join pls)

#charles leclerc #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc fluff #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc instagram au #charles leclerc oneshots #charles leclerc social media au #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x you #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #charles leclerc drabble #leclerckins request

[nouies]

hello and welcome to this month’s fic rec featuring my favourite works from what i’ve read during the past weeks. as always, please check tags before reading. if you liked the fics please reblog their posts, leave kudos and write a nice comment. happy reading! rec tag | more rec lists

— harry/louis —  

໑ Moths and Butterflies by @ladyaj-13 (G, 1.3k, coming out) It seemed like such a good plan a week ago. It had seemed like fate, for the town’s Pride parade to fall at the very same time when work sent him there to charm some clients. Who was Louis, to sniff at a higher power?

It was exciting, a week ago. Now he’s here though, in the thick of it, and he thought it would feel freeing but it doesn't. It just rams home how he doesn’t belong.

໑ Port and Starbord by LadyLondonderry / @londonfoginacup (T, 3k, strangers, pirates, coffee shop) Zayn gives Harry a withering look. “There’s a brothel up the main road that I will know if you try to visit,” he says.

“Zayn,” Harry gasps. “I am your captain.”

“And I am the one who has to procure us another lifeboat now,” Zayn says. “Fuck off and find a cafe or something.”

໑ You're The Pumpkin Of My Eye by @rockstarlwt28 (G, 4k, established relationship, autumn fluff) Harry and Louis go on a seasonal date, that is sweeter than the confectionery in a trick or treat bucket. It’s filled with sweet snuggles, cute kisses and pumpkin picking.

໑ Good and Bad and Right and Wrong by TeamLouis / @teamlouis2023 (E, 5k, established relationship, gym, semi public sex) Louis angrily threw a pillow at his head, but Harry avoided it, laughing loudly as he slammed the door behind him. Louis bit his lip, grumpy and flushed and hard again, tension and arguments like this with his dear husband always a huge turn on. He knew it was his toxic trait, but at the same time, it was so good to let the tension build until it exploded under the sheets. So instead of pouting and groaning in bed, waiting for Harry to leave the house without him like he first intended to do, Louis kicked the sheets of his legs, stripped off his boxers –and gave his cock a few nice quick strokes, before getting dressed for the gym. Harry smiled widely when he joined him in the kitchen. Louis flipped him off. He promised himself he would have his revenge.

Or the one where Louis doesn't want to go to the gym

໑ Smile for the Camera for It Knows Everything, Hollywood Star by @daydreamlwts (M, 6.6k, american politics au, pwp) Prompt 132- The story of Nancy Reagan being called the blowjob queen of Hollywood but it's Louis.

໑ Sink Through Your Skin by crimsontheory / @ireallysawanangel (M, 6.9k, established relationship, murderer harry, detective louis) It’s tough work being a detective. Long hours on the job, grueling cases that keep you up at night, but it’s especially hard to be a detective when you’re married to a serial killer.

໑ Ace of Hearts by @allwaswell16 (E, 10k, a/b/o pirate au, established relationship, sequel) Louis Tomlinson, the alpha Duke of Yorkshire, had returned to England to stay now that he’d married and mated. But since his husband was also the omega he’d once held captive aboard his half-brother’s pirate ship, he held back from pushing Harry into parenthood.

With the Ace of Spades now docked in London, Harry spent time with his friends from the crew and remained a bit oblivious to his alpha’s deepest desires. What he was aware of was his best friend’s hurt and his mother-in-law’s wish for more than friendship with her oldest friend.

A sequel to Ace of Spades

໑ I (Don't) Really Care For You by @crochetsunsets (M, 11k, strangers to lovers, writer louis, uni student harry, nyc) “There’s always the worst case scenario,” Zayn said while the subway pulled to a stop. “Get your heart broken. Then you can write through experience.”

“Yeah, right,” Louis called after him while Zayn hopped off of the train. “You try falling in love in New York City.”

or

Louis' a writer who needs to learn heartbreak. Harry's a graduate student who doesn't want to break his heart. What happens when they come together--the inevitable, or something more?

໑ The Wild Night to Memory Loss to Soul Mates Pipeline thecheshirepussycat / @the-cheshire-pussy-cat (E, 17.6k, strangers to lovers, married in vegas, romantic comedy) “What the fuck are you on—holy shit,” Louis gasps, looking down at his own hand to see a white gold band wrapped his left ring finger. “Wh-what is going on?” “Sure is a conundrum,” the man muses, realization flashing in his green eyes. “I-I’m not married, I can’t be married,” Louis mumbles to himself, staring wide-eyed at the ring, heart racing a mile a minute.

AKA: Harry and Louis get drunkenly married in Las Vegas, as one does.

໑ there's a hole in my heart (and it's got your name on it) by dilfrry / @silverfoxrry (E, 19.5k, secret relationship, hockey au) The four scream from the stands as the team huddles together, pulling their helmets and gloves off and slapping each other's backs as they celebrate their win. Louis had stolen a pom-pom from Mal earlier and he shakes it vigorously. His breath hitches when Harry looks up and their eyes meet. The hockey player smirks at him but looks away quickly.

“Did he just-”

“No.” Louis quickly stops Jade from even finishing that sentence because he’s about to lose his damn mind.

or

the puck bunny louis x hockey player harry fic

໑ love is pain, pain is pleasure by @louixamor (E, 25k, enemies to lovers, famous louis, not famous harry, bodyguard) After a series of disturbing events threaten his safety, Louis has no choice but to hire a new bodyguard.

Enter Harry, an incredibly attractive, judgmental asshole who hates Louis’ guts.

໑ Take Me Home (series) by @jacaranda-bloom (E, 26.4k, strangers to lovers, songwriter louis, wanderer harry, country fic) Louis loves his new home, up high on the mountainside, and the perfect place to write his songs. Sure, it’s isolated, but that was the point. No distractions, no interruptions. Peace and quiet and tranquillity.

But when a stranger arrives and asks if he can camp by the riverside, Louis surprises himself by agreeing without a moment's pause.

OR the story of how when you think you’ve got everything you ever wanted, life has a way of showing you just how wrong you were.

໑ The wounds that scarred our souls by @hazzaslittle28 (E, 35k, exes to lovers, a/b/o au, hate sex, angst, drops, read tags and author’s note) Forever was nothing but a lie, Forever was just a ruse for the human heart, it gave you hope and then killed you. Forever was just a myth.

Or

Where Louis decides to leave everything behind, including his heart.

໑ always an angel, never a god by @outropeace (E, 39.5k, strangers to lovers, fashion designer louis, rumours, humour) To understand the level of deep water Louis was in, one first needed to know he has had the same best friend since he was five. Ethan Astor was family to him—a friend who he loved deeply despite their differences. A friend he would do almost anything for. So when Ethan came to him with the plan, no matter how he felt about it, Louis accepted it.

At first, it was simple, he just had to flutter his eyelashes at any of the boys that showed interest in Ethan, and if they fell for it, he just dumped them without telling them the reason. Somehow, the rumors spread around campus that Ethan had an insufferable friend they had to somehow win over to reach him. Like a final monster before getting the princess.

Or: Harry likes Louis’ best friend and there's a rumor that in order to get a chance with him, he should woo Louis first.

໑ Three Men and a Baby by sun_flowr / @escapesof28 (E, 123k, strangers to lovers, roommates, fluff, kid fic) Louis' life had been going along just fine. Until one morning when his entire world changes when he steps on a piece of lego belonging to a young boy who has randomly appeared in his flat. And with that boy comes his gorgeous father. His flatmate Zayn has some explaining to do but he's definitely not complaining, instantly feeling connected to these new additions. Over the span of a year, life gets crazy, frustrating, surprising and most importantly...filled with love.

Prompt 548: For as long as Louis can remember, it has only been him and his best friend Zayn in their little flat, but when Zayn comes home telling Louis about his friend with nowhere to stay after a bad breakup, Louis suddenly finds himself sharing his flat with a gorgeous green-eyed man called Harry along with his adorable toddler son.

— rare pairs / categories —  

໑ Gaydar Lessons by @homosociallyyours (girl direction harry/louis, G, 1k, friends, flirting) While standing around after softball practice for the company's women's softball team, Harry gets caught (and caught up) in staring at Louis as she eats a ripe, juicy peach. If only she could be certain that Louis was into women.

໑ My Kind of Trouble by @homosociallyyours (girl direction harry/louis, G, 1.7k, waffle house) Harry has been a waitress at the Waffle House in Pigeon Forge, TN since she was nineteen. At twenty-five, she's settled into the routine of it enough that it feels like home, but for the past few months there's been something making it feel even better: the return of Louis Tomlinson, her high school crush.

On this particular Summer night, Louis stops by for a visit and the two of them share a table in a slow moment as Harry does a bit of side work. It's sweet in more ways than one, so much so that Harry has a hard time letting herself believe that it's real.

໑ Ask Him by LinksLipsSinkShips (niall/lewis capaldi, T, 2k, established relationship, coming out) When Lewis Capaldi gets pressed for information on who he's dating, he admits it... he's been seeing Niall Horan. The only problem? He jokes so much that no one believes him.

໑ the beat of your heart, the devil's arcade by edensrose / @holdingthornsandroses (louis/ethan hawke, M, 3.5k, established relationship, newlyweds, baseball au) “Louis Tomlinson, shortstop to the Cardinals, marries pitcher for their rival team, the Chicago Cubs,” Oli says in a fake announcer voice. He shakes his head. “One day someone will make a movie about it."

series of vignettes

໑ i must admit i thought i'd like to make you mine by @disgruntledkittenface (girl direction harry/louis, M, 50k, strangers to friends to lovers, fake relationship) Louis fell apart when her ex broke up with her and moved across the country. Just as she’s starting to move on, Zayn comes back to town for their mutual friends’ wedding – with a new girlfriend as her plus one.

Blindsided and scrambling to save face, Louis lets herself get talked into a fake relationship with her new friend Harry. Their arrangement makes Louis feel pathetic and embarrassed, but it’s only going to last a few weeks. She just has to get through the wedding – what could happen?

#28th appreciation #1dficvillage #1dsource #hlsource #hljournal #hlficlibrary #trackinghome #ficsfor4am #* #*rec

[lexxiisstuff]

𝑻𝒐𝒃𝒊𝒐 𝑲𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒚𝒂𝒎𝒂

You're assaulted at University and your boyfriend is your biggest comfort.

Warning: Themes of sexual assault (not rape) Cursing, Explicit. Please read with caution. I would suggest 16+

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"Baby" You laughed playfully kissing Tobios forehead. He grumbled tighting his arms around your waist. He had a game last night and was sore and tired as hell. He had expected to sleep in because he didn't have class today but your Econ Lecture was rescheduled and so you had to wake up early. The two of you had shared an apartment for the past two years and you were junior while Kageyama was a senior. "I don't want ya to go"

"Come on I'll be home before you wake up Tobi. I can't afford to miss this lecture" You pulled away and he whined flopping on the bed and complaining.

"You better get your fucking ass home soon. I miss you already" He sat up running a hand through his bed hair and puckering his lips. Indulgently you kissed him and he sighed happily before going back to sleep.

The class itself was boring and you were really regretting not staying home snuggled with Kageyama when you felt the icy winds against your face.

"Yo this seat taken?" You glanced up a tall blonde boy pointing to the seat right next to you . He was handsome in a conventional way you guess but he had nothing on your boyfriend. You glanced at the class. It wasn't that full and there was plenty of empty seats.

"Uhm I guess not" You whispered quietly avoiding eye contact. You weren't one for talking to new people. You wouldn't necessarily call yourself and introvert but more shy around new people. Once you were comfortable you could never shut up. He plopped down next to you too close for a comfort and you squirmed akwardly in your seat.

The lecturer droned on and on and you took notes eagerly trying to avoid the boys gaze that was set on your face. When class finally ended you couldn't help the sigh of relief. "Hey can I take a look at your notes I think I missed the last section. "

"Uhm sure" You mumbled handing him the notes and watched him barely even glance at it.

"You not gonna tell me your name?" His voice was mildly curious but you couldn't help the unease this guy made you feel. Sure he was nice looking but he had an aura that was... Strange?

"Oh sorry. Y/n" You were so awkward it was probably comical and he handed you back you notes. As you moved to exit the classroom he fell into step with you. He didn't tell you his name did he?

"That's a nice name. Where are you off to y/n?" You wished he would leave you alone. He was really starting to creep you out. He was walking too close for comfort and whenever you tried to put distance he closed it again. Maybe you were paranoid but something didn't feel right.

"My boyfriend is waiting for me at home. I don't have any more classes. It was nice to meet you though" Please please take the hint you begged him in your mind.

"Hey don't rush sweetheart" He grabbed your arm and that's when you really began to panic. The hallway on the west side of campus wasnt ever really crowded and it was even worse because today was a Saturday class. No one was at Uni on a Saturday except for the students with class reschedules. So no one was around.

"Let me go" You demanded but it came out shaky and anxious "You're making me uncomfortable"

"Oh come on. You don't have to play hard to get with me babe. I see how you look at me in class" He backed you into the wall and you pushed him hard but the man was big and he wouldn't budge.

"I don't even know you!" You struggled against him kicking and shoving but his grip on your arms tightened and he shoved you between two pillars out of view. You began to scream helplessly and he put a hand over your mouth.

"Shut the fuck up , you bitch" His hand went to your blouse and ripped open the buttons haphazardly. Thank God you were wearing a tank top. You fought hard and he shoved your head against the wall hard enough you saw stars. "Prick Teases like you need to be taught a lesson"

Your head was aching and you felt tears well in your eyes. No no no no. Tobio. God. Anyone. You pleaded weakly.

"Flaunting yourself with your short skirts and your tight tops. You wanted my attention" He growled still trying to to take off your tank.You sobbed still squirming and fighting. He began to grope you and you felt nauseous

"HEY! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING???" You heard it one moment and the next the man was ripped off you and shoved to the floor. You looked through your blurry vision to see a furious Iwaizumi Hajime shoving his fist in the man's face "You fucking sick asshole."

You felt yourself be gently pulled away from the wall and Oikawas soft gaze roamed your face and what you knew was a bump on your head before he stripped off his jacket and put it over you "Y/n you okay?"

You couldn't talk. You were still dazed and terrified. You wrapped the jacket further around your frame. You shook your head with you choked out "Call Tobio. Please call Tobio"

"DUDE SHE ASKED FOR IT" The man screeched when Hajime lifted him by his shirt and shoved him into the wall. Oikawas eyes darkened dangerously and took a step forward but you put a hand on his arm stopping him.

"Shut the fuck up you stupid fucking Prick. I'm calling the police and better hope they get here before her boyfriend because otherwise you'll be eating out of a tube in your cell" Iwaizumi told him while I listened to Oikawa briefly murmur on the phone.

"Thank you" You told Hajime "For saving me"

"You never have to thank me for something like that y/n." He pressed the man further into the wall and he groaned in pain. His face was swelling and covered in blood and Iwaizumi looked satisfied with the results

"What are you guys doing on this side either way?" You asked still quietly trying to stop shaking.

"We weren't on this side. We were crossing the Quad after we went to the Gym and heard a scream. Raced over to see everything was okay. Thank fuck we did" He glared at the man.

You were about to reply when Oikawa shoved a phone in your direction. "Kageyama is on his way but he wants to talk to you"

You took the phone slowly and put it to your ear. "Tobio?" You whispered

"Baby" His voice cracked lightly but it was still so clear that you couldn't stop the tears "I'm on my way. I'm on my way. I'm coming to get you sweet girl okay. I'm sorry. I'm so fucking sorry"

"It's not your fault" You hiccuped.

"I should've came to get you" He growled in frustration "Are you hurt anywhere?"

"My heads a little fuzzy" You mumbled. His voice soothed you somehow "Come quick okay?"

"I'm five minutes away. Don't hang up."

You heard the rattle of metal and then saw the four policemen and one policewoman make their way towards you "Tobi the cops are here"

"Okay. Okay. You give them your statement my love. Don't hang up just keep me on the phone. I just got to campus" You took a breath and watched them take the man from Iwazumi and cuff him.

"Ma'am so you think you're ready to give us a statement" The woman said kindly and you nodded telling her a little about what happened after class but just as you were about to continue you saw a whiz of black hair and you couldn't help the small sigh that left you. His eyes found yours immediately and you watched them go from you eyes to your ripped clothes to your head and back to your eyes. Tobio wasn't usually easy to read but you could see the anger, heartache and worry in his features currently. He ran to you gently sweeping you into your arms and you held onto him like a vise.

He smoothed your hair, rubbed your back, kissed your forehead and softly murmured words of reassurance. You cried into him. Seeking his comfort he held you close as you dealt with the police officer and then his eyes moved to man, they darkened furiously and he moved towards him but you gripped him by his hoodie.

"Don't go" You whispered "Just stay with me"

"Always baby" He mumbled his eyes softening "I want him to fucking rot" He told the officer snarling.

"Yes sir" After a couple more hours of dealing with the police you and Tobio were finally at home. You were still pretty shaken up but Tobio had forced you to eat some soup and then he ran you a bath.

"Come in with me" You sighed sinking into the warm water. When he sat at the edge of the tub. He hadn't left your side at all.

"Are you.. Are you sure baby?" He asked "I don't.. I don't want to scare you or freak you out"

"Honey" You said softly "You could never"

So he joined you. The two of you took turns washing each others hair and soaping each other until he gently helped you out. He drained the water and then helped dry you off. You slipped into one of his shirts and leaned against him to brush your teeth tiredly. He grabbed your waist lightly and placed you on the bathroom counter grabbing the hair dryer and quietly working on your hair.

"I hate that this happened to you" He said sadly. Tracing the small bump on your head. The EMT had confirmed it wasn't a concussion but it still hurt like a bitch. "I want to kill him"

"Me too" You rubbed his head lightly "I don't know what I would have done without you"

"I didn't save you. Iwazumi and Oikawa did" He muttered.

"Yes and I'm thankful for them but I would never have been able to get through today if not for you. You're literally the only reason I'm not breaking down"

"You can you know" He said quietly and you raised an eyebrow "Break down. If you want to cry then cry sweet girl. If you want to break something, scream, let me drive you to the police station so you can set that fucker on fire, you can do anything you want and I'm still going to be right next to you"

"I really really love you" You sniffled touched

"I love you so so much more" He gruffed and lifted you up so he could tuck you in bed and when you woke up hours later shaking and sweaty he held you close.

He kissed your forehead the next morning and both of you canceled everything you two had planned and stayed cuddled up watching romcoms and eating take out and he tried to take care of you as best he could.

You didn't know what you would have done without him sometimes.

#headcanons #tobio headcanons #kageyama tobio #kageyama headcanons #haikyu scenarios #haikyuu angst #haikyuu!! #hq tobio #iwaizumi imagine #tobio x reader #kageyama angst #hq angst #hq headcanons #haikyuu scenarios #haikyu x reader #otp prompts #tobio #hq imagines #haikyuu headcanons #couple #oikawa scenarios

[aristocratic-otter]

It's still Wednesday...technically. I've made a little progress on two of my fics (at least progress that's SFW enough to share):

First, From chapter 11 of Careful What You Wish For:

She greets us with a cool smile, and it feels wrong. Every smile I remember from her as a child was warm, so warm. But here, I’m not her beloved son. Here, I’m a stranger, and a slight imposition. 

“So, my assistant tells me that you are all doing a report on the vampire attack on Watford?” she asks. Her voice is stronger than I remember, more business-like. But still melodious. She looks older than I knew her. Of course she does, she is older. In my universe, she never had the chance to grow old. 

I know my parents were older when  I was born; they wanted to finish Uni and get established in their careers before they had me. So it shouldn’t surprise me that her sleek black hair is heavily streaked with grey, or that there are abundant small lines around her eyes, her mouth and on her forehead. But it does, somehow. Surprise me, I mean. In my mind, she’s been frozen in time, the young thirty-something mother of a five year old. 

Now she’s in her late forties, mother to no one.

And, from Raising Dragons (under the cut for slight spiciness):

We’re both so overwhelmed that we collapse to the mattress and fall immediately asleep. When I wake, almost an hour has gone by. I’ve gone soft, finally. Baz is passed out on his side, his head resting on my outstretched arm. The pins-and-needles sensation from it is what woke me, I think. 

I rise long enough to clean myself up, and then I bring back a warm cloth and wipe Baz down too, front and back. He doesn’t even stir. 

Once I’m done, I slide into the bed again and curl around him, wrapping him in my wings. He gives a happy little sigh and snuggles back into me. I grin into his hair. He’s so much. He’s everything. I want to make a dozen copies of him so I never have to be apart from him. 

With that nonsensical thought, I drift back to sleep.

Thank you to @prettylightsbigcity, @facewithoutheart, @confused-bi-queer, @you-remind-me-of-the-babe, @tea-brigade, @angelsfalling16, @fatalfangirl, @artsyunderstudy and @basiltonbutliketheherb for the tags.

It's late, so I'll just tag a few. Consider this a wave hello or a tag for Sunday: @bazzybelle, @bookish-bogwitch, @captain-aralias, @frjsti, @ivelovedhimthroughworse, @ileadacharmedlife, @johnwgrey, @krisrix, @otherworldsivelivedin, @raenestee, @urban-sith, @yellobb-old

#cobb 2022 #wip wednesday #co/ws/awtwb #snowbaz #magical mishap #dragon babies

[usersasaki]

YA!! hoping we both survive this year's semester even though the blanket nest is much more preferable :'D also yes!! i'm giving u my sweet dreams big sib (°▽°) FGSGD ALSO YES!! I AM NOW YOUR LITTLE SISTER BY BLOOD EHEHE /aff. anyways ghshdgs when i read you single-handedly taking down criminals in neighborhoods im like "does that mean you're fighting crime with cyno now?" i also thought of spiderman for some reason too EHFHAGAXN /lh ~Lycoris

i am here a week late and i just got ur other ask too, which i will answer under this one ^^ my bb sis yes <33 well after that i did have some weird dreams but now i don't remember them by the time i wake up so,, improvement,,? OK BUT THANK U FOR MAKING ME THINK OF THAT DREAM IN THIS WAY??? SPIDERMAN AND CYNO CHEF'S KISS??? i love both of them sm crying T~T

the rest under cut ↓

i also wish i could confidently say i was doing well but the truth of the matter is i'm literally alr pretty done with the semester even tho it's only been a week 😭 the workload is no joke and i've got to go in to uni for classes even on saturdays which really doesn't help my case,, but i do hope that tho this week was crap for the both of us, we can see better weeks ahead of us! i'm sure our favs like albedo and thoma would be proud of us for making it through this week like champs <3 and they'd cheer us on for the next week too in their own lil ways hehe

i'll leave u with a lil hc before i head off to bed since i've got class tmr: albedo notices the lil changes in ur mood really fast and so when he sees u down after a day at school, he pulls u down beside him and gets u ur favourite drink and snack and just quietly sits there as emotional support or listens to u if u wanna talk abt it <3

and thoma would give u a big bear hug before asking u if u wanted any food in specific because that will be ur dinner ^^ food therapy >>> and taroumaru also snuggles up to u and thoma would set up maybe a movie night to help distract u hehe

#— asks ☆ #we've got this! let's not become too discouraged ^^ #there's still almost a full yr ahead! #this is our yr we will not be beaten! 😤

[thatfuzzyfamiliarspace]

Annoyed at myself for not thinking properly. I’ve just been in sucha good mood all day with so much energy. Idk I thought it wouldn’t have been bad to post because it’s like when he talks about stuff… should’ve realised it wasn’t gonna get the reaction I thought it would have. Just wanted to be more confident but just went the wrong way about it.

It couldn’t have mega upset him or he wouldn’t have just treated me to these things. That was so cute of him. I was bombarding him with everything I was looking at. I just wanted to show him what I was up to today. Sorta bring him along, I miss him loads. And as much as I wanna go racing home to see him I know he needs time at his for awhile. Maybe he can’t switch off around me. And with all his uni stuff being a massive stress for him rn I just want him to be able to relax. I wish I knew what I could do tho. Like I’ll make dinner, I’ll do his washing, and I’ll stay happy. But I just wish there was more I could do. Like what’s the equivalent to what he done for me today ?? That made me so happy that he got me things.

I wanna get my army made and primed and painted. I might get some done when he’s not around and then show him what I’ve gotten done ! I won’t have much time tonight and I need to start packing things but maybe next week I can try when he’s at work or something.

It really has been sucha good day. Considering I woke up having a mini panic attack. Fuck knows what that was about. I didn’t wanna leave. God I wish I could just lay in bed and snuggle with him all day. He’s so adorable when he’s sleeping. I hope he’s feeling okay. I felt bad messaging him constant today but I just couldn’t help it. I was so good, I got loads done. I felt a bit tired right before I left work but I was fine after that.

Tbf I’m quite sleepy now. Been on the go all day and now I’ve finally sat down the energy is just disappearing. But I’ve got gym in 5 mins so that’ll perk me back up. I’ll go shops after and get out dinner. Go home, have a bath, do the washing and finally try and put my shoddy costume together. And I’ll wait for him. It’s so bad how much I just always wanna be with him. I wish he was here with me now.

[mali121216]

Sunday 19th June @ 0155h

Tonight was so hard Ali. For the first time since we met, I'm in Melbourne for a reason that's not you...

To get to the city we drove down Williamstown Road, the road that leads to home, the road I would always get slightly disappointed about seeing because it meant we were right around the block from home, so I'd have to stop holding your hand on my leg, or stop snuggling my head into your arm, it meant that we would no longer be alone side my side in the safe and private little bubble that was your car. Fuck did I take those moments for granted. I mean the disappointment was there, but I knew once we went inside I could still come distract you while you were gaming, or you'd eventually come upstairs and cuddle up to me in the bed... the disappointment was always only ever fleeting. But now, fuck Ali, now I'd give anything for more of those simple but tender moments driving home in your car.

It was so hard driving by so many all too familiar places, places I had come to call home over the past 5 years, places that held so many memories of you and I together. Everyone else in the car with me was so oblivious to the anguish these seemingly trivial things were causing me.

As the night went on it only got harder, not only was everyone in the group coupled, but we were also at a bingo rave, it was so exactly like the one you and I went to together, we were so happy that night, we laughed and sang and danced, a night to remember from yet another event I'd happened to stumble across and organized for us.

My mind kept switching between replaying bittersweet memories of us, and thinking of how much I want to tell you about all the funny or wild moments of the night. I still yearn for you to be the one person I tell everything to. I miss being each others' human diaries.

The more we ventured around the city after bingo, the more I found you everywhere I looked. This entire state is stained with the image of you and our love. It hurt so bad I wanted to cry. I contemplated getting in an uber and just showing up at your house. I know I'd have to call you to not seem like a psycho, but honestly the temptation to just show up and let myself in to your room was insane. If it weren't for the fact that that would make me seem psycho I would have done it.

I know that house like the back of my hand. I know the code to the key lockbox on the fence by the bins is your and Serkan's birthdates, I know how to get through the door without letting it make a sound, I know what spot of the floor on the landing at the top of the stairs makes the squeaky noise, I could find my way into bed beside you even if I were completely blind... your room... our room... the mattress we bought together...

I'm so scared that you're lying about having shifts this weekend. That the truth is you never had work today, you just didn't want to pick me up from the airport, and you don't really have work tomorrow, you just don't want to see me. The idea of that kills me. I keep questioning whether or not I should ask annè for coffee in the morning, I would love to see her, but also, I wish I could know the definitive truth.

I can't imagine how I'd be if the truth were that you're avoiding me, and you're infact dating someone else, Hollie maybe... fuck why could she not have another name. You used to call me by my full name all the time. You would smile that beautiful playful smile and call me out by saying "Madison Holly"... but now it feels wrong.

If I do see you tomorrow I hope I hold it together. I want to stay cool and collected, give the illusion that I'm doing great... I mean its half the truth, I'm in my owm house, I'm finally finished with uni, I have 3 jobs, I've got a pretty bustling social life, I'm planning a Europe trip, I'm eating and looking healthier... even Nat who hadn't seen me in a long while before tonight and the first thing she said was how good I looked having lost the relationship comfort weight.

I want you to see me and be surprised and impressed and jealous. I want to be everything you want but can non longer have. But who am I fucking kidding, I would explode into a panic attack heap if you were to so much as tell me you miss me.

I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU ALI. I'VE NEVER STOPPED. I WISH I COULD. BUT YOU'RE MY PERSON.

[tiredcreatur3]

midnight longing

!TW! dubcon and stalking.

masturbation, oral sex (f!receiving), missionary, bit of daddy kink, bit of a breeding kink, unprotected sex, soft sad reader, soft and caring ex shota trying to fix things his own way

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shota watches you every day.

it's easy really, you come home, get changed into your favorite oversized t-shirt and immediately slip into your bedroom with some food that you quickly cooked up to snuggle up in bed and watch something. and yeah, it is simple and maybe quite boring, but oh.

he loves it. he loves every second of it.

always watches how you get so excited when the movie or show you’re currently binging ends well, you’re the cutest thing when you think nobody’s watching.

and today, it was nothing different. you came home from uni around five pm, changed into your favorite t-shirt and some loose shorts and in the bed you went.

but, you seemed.. you seemed sad. you didn’t look like yourself. you looked very tired, very very sad and depressed.

and the man guessed it because soon, you teared up in your bed and he saw all of it, even scooted closer to his window to reassure himself that his, his darling was not feeling well.

he told himself that it was probably because of school or something, not that important but god, did it hurt to see you bawl while holding your plushies tightly and soon falling asleep just like that. and of course, him watching the whole time, so so worried for you, for his sweetheart.

he waited maybe an hour or so after you fell asleep just so he wouldn’t barge into your home and have you wake up, he really didn’t want that. and so he got up and in the next fifteen minutes or so, he was slowly slipping into your bedroom, making sure that he was so very quiet as always.

his fingers ran across the frame of your window as he closed it for now, not wanting his darling to get cold or anything. he sat down, the bed dipping down a little bit under his weight but you never even budged, like any of the other times that shota visited. you were a very deep sleeper, he knew that very well because of how many times he tried to wake you up and it took forever.

"what's up with you, baby? had a bad day today?" he whispered to you quietly, humming as he didn't expect any sort of reply, it being somewhat comforting, knowing that he could tell you whatever he wants and you'd never know.

he slowly and carefully stroked across that cute little cheek of yours, sighing to himself, seeing how puffy your eyes were but you seemed at peace now, seemed calm and relaxed while in deep sleep.

"wish you could tell me.. hate to see you like this, crying and looking so sad and i don't even know why." he said, more so speaking to himself, knowing that you were sleeping like a princess, smiling sadly as he noticed how you were clutching on your favorite plushie, how you had so much trust in these little stuffed and soft things.

he pressed a kiss down to your cheek, getting a nice whiff of your hair, how nice you smell. so so sweet. he pulled out his cock, tucking the waistband of his sweats just under his balls, having been so so painfully hard ever since watching you came home, god he couldn't wait any longer.

he wrapped his long and thick fingers around the base of his dick, letting a gobble of saliva slide down to the tip, slicking up his cock just like that, a soft groan leaving him. it was unbelievable how hard you got him.

god you were just unreal, how calm you were in his presence even after you two broke up, solely because you wanted to focus on school and a big part of him was never able to accept that decision of yours fully. he couldn't believe how you thought that school was more important than him, he could give you anything you want thanks to a good position at his work and yet you still left him like that.

"you're so pretty, baby.. beautiful as always." he whispered out, stroking the head of his cock with his tight palm, trying to imitate how you always felt.

fuck, he misses your pussy. he hasn't been with anyone since you left him, he just couldn't do it, a thought of a different pussy than yours being wrapped around his dick made him somewhat repulsed. he just wanted you. only and only you.

"i miss you so much, sweet girl.. wish you knew." he said quietly, sighing as he pressed a small kiss to your forehead, wishing that he could just lay down next to you, as he always did, oh he wanted it all back so bad.

and few minutes later, you're awake and he's eating your pussy, licking into the soaked and warm folds as you try your best to not let out any sounds, watching him and just sort of trying to understand what the fuck was happening at the moment.

your ex just broke into your home and has been here for god knows how long, after weeks of no communication or anything. and yes, you were still pretty much in love with him, your reasoning behind the break up being solely based on focus on school, so in a way, you were glad that he reached out, even though this wasn't the best way to. you were terrified when you opened your eyes and saw someone slowly inching your panties down and rubbing over your thighs, not realizing that it's your ex partner, damn almost ex husband really, until he spoke up.

"s-shota, stop.." you let out, trying to get the older to stop because this was wrong, on so so so many levels. you knew that he wasn't harmful and that him breaking into your home wouldn't end in any bad way but obviously, nobody wants to wake up and see someone touching them in their sleep when they live alone.

you tried to push his head away but he was sucking and licking across your clit so well that it had you somewhat panting but you didn't wanna show him that you were actually enjoying this.

he pulled away for a second, looking at you as he licked his lips, replacing his tongue for his thumb as he spoke softly.

"i missed you so much, baby.. missed this pussy, just don't understand why you'd leave me. was i that much of a burden on your shoulders?" he said quietly, staring at you as he rubbed small circles into your clit and god, he always was the best as this, when it came to the sex part of your relationship, he never missed and always made you feel so so good.

"do you really want me to stop, sweetie? can just leave you here like this, cunt aching for me.. but i wanna help you, wanna make you feel good." he let out, thinking that what he was saying was one hundred percent okay and all but even if he left, he'd watch again.

and obviously, you were too whipped for him, finding it somehow sweet in your fogged up lust filled mind that he missed you as much as you missed him.

"you were never a burden to me.. i-i told you that i wanted to focus on school, shota." you said to him softly, carefully running your fingers through his hair, hearing him hum and close his eyes, leaning into your gentle hand, oh how much he missed this.

he didn't say anything, just leaned down to your pussy, carefully running the tip of his tongue across your slit, pressing in a few licks just like that, watching how your eyes rolled back, a soft whine leaving you.

he went right back to eating you out, licking and kissing at your pussy, wanting to take such good care of you, let you know how much he wanted you back.

he carefully caresses across your thighs, pushing them back after a little bit, very much enjoying himself just like that as oh, he really missed your pussy, missed the taste and just your body in general.

and you just melt into his touch after a while, it feeling like a normal friday, the two of you having a night just like any other.

but still, in the back of yourself mind, you were aware that shota broke into your home and violated you in your sleep, has been for god knows how long before you woke up. and what was even worse was the fact that you were beginning to like it.

"do you still love me?" he whispered out to you, staring at you, loving to see that fucked out expression of yours again, carefully slipping one of his fingers inside you, it slipping in like fucking butter, a soft moan leaving your lips, carefully holding your legs back, letting the older fuck you nice and good just like this.

"y-yeah.." you replied softly after a little bit, god you fucking loved him, more than anything in this world, you didn't know how much longer you'd have to tell him that the break up was based on your school and all, not because you fell out of love.

he only smirked to your words, leaning up a little bit and you tensed up around his finger that was slowly fucking in and out of you. he stretches you out just like that, humming against your puffy little clit, suckling over the soft needy nub.

"w-we shouldn't be doing this, s-shota.." you let out shakily, melting at how good shota fucked his fingers in and out, having added two more and you took them like nothing.

"i don't fucking care." he whispered out, certain that you were lying to him, that you two definitely should be doing this, sitting up and carefully untucking his hard cock from his pants, pulling his fingers out of your cunt.

"s-shota, wait.." you let out, panicking now because he looked like he was about to go in raw, whimpering once he pressed the tip up against that tiny little hole of yours.

but god, once he began to push in, you just melted completely, slipping it in so so easily, with no damn problem.

god you missed his fucking dick.

"what is it, baby? you got something to tell me?" he asked you quietly, not moving his hips at all and being the gentleman he is.

"y-you gotta leave, we can't d-do this.." you whispered shakily and shota only nodded his head to your babbles, groaning as he slowly pulled his hips back just to press all the way back while you struggled to speak.

"it's just n-not right." you said but you didn't do shit to stop him, only watched how his cock slid in and out of you so easily, digging your nails into your thighs as he shushed you carefully, shaking his head.

"wrap your arms around my neck baby.. you're gonna hurt yourself like this." he said to you softly, gently wrapping your arms around his neck to prevent you from scratching yourself or even drawing blood.

"now listen to me, okay?" he let out, still fucking you all sloppy and wet but god, he was so big, you felt him all the way in your tummy.

and you nodded your head slowly, too scared to say or do otherwise but it just all felt too good not to listen to him.

"you said you still love me, i still love you too and very much want to marry you. i don't get why we shouldn’t be together again if i’m not a bother. plus look at you, you don't seem to hate my dick, even after breaking up with me." he whispered out against your ear, "i don't fucking care if it's not right, your pussy's drooling for this cock, sweetheart.." he sighed with a low groan, pressing his hips flush against your ass, having you nicely folded, watching himself slip in and out of you and oh, he might go crazy.

“is that clear?” he whispered, staring into your eyes as you hummed quietly, nodding your head with such slutty little look on your face. god he missed it.

and of course, you were way too stunned to speak, panting and moaning breathily as you dug your nails into his back, staring how he was beating your pussy up so good, each draw back of his hips making you tense up and whine.

"see baby? did you miss my cock?" he asked you, pressing a few kisses down your neck, knowing how much this always helped you relax and unplug your thoughts for a little bit.

"y-yeah.." you nodded your head, leaning into the kisses, letting him pull your shirt up and kiss and suck at your pretty tits, fondling one while sucking and licking across the other one as he pounded your pussy really good and all you could do was just lay back and take all this pleasure that you so badly needed after a stressful few weeks of university.

he pressed a few more kisses to your lovely breasts before pressing one more on your sternum before focusing back on you.

"fuck you're so pretty, obviously i'm not letting anyone else have you.. you're fucking mine." he moaned lowly, pushing your legs back and going ham on your pussy, only a little gasp leaving you, so so dazed once the alpha began to fuck you from this position, the pressure in your tummy being almost overwhelming but god, it really couldn't have been any fucking better.

"don't s-stop, shota.. i'm s-so close." you whined out, not being able to hold all these sweet little sounds of yours and as you wanted, he just kept going, didn't speed up, didn't slow down, just kept the exact same pace for his baby.

"whose this cock, baby?" he let out to you and oh, you were so cock hungry that you couldn't even care about what you were saying anymore.

"m-mine, it's all mine.." you said breathily, shaking as oh, you were so so close, watching how good the older treated you, definitely pushing his release second and yours first.

"that's right, kitty.. this is all yours. must feel really good having it all stuffed inside your tight little pussy hm?" he teased, rubbing over your thighs as he sighed, also feeling very much close and you could see it, purposely clenching around his cock.

and you notice him gasp a little, not even expecting you to get any fucking tighter but oh, he was going to enjoy it.

"oh, you teasing daddy? thought you didn’t want me to put it in a while back.” he said, of course finding it much harder to push his release away now because of how hard you clenched around him.

you nodded your head shyly to him, smiling all fucked out as he rubbed over your cheek, leaning down to kiss you, whispering against your lips how much he loved you, how much he fucking missed you. there wasn’t a single thought in his head that wasn’t about you.

and soon, after the older began to rub across your already sensitive and swollen clit, you were finally coming, so so exhausted and tired with your pussy beaten up and wrecked and yet still, you let shota do his thing, whimpering softly with each thrusts.

“come inside, d-don’t pull out, please.” you begged shakily, wrapping your legs around his waist, basically locking him in this position so all he could do was grind his hips into that warm and wet lil pussy of yours and god, it drove him crazy, panting and shaking above you, cock all sensitive and trembling with each roll of his hips because no toy that he’s tried could ever mimic the way your pussy felt, god it drove him insane.

and a few minutes later, the alpha was filling you up, nice and full, watching your face the whole time, wanting to see how pretty you looked while getting your cunt bred, giving you a few more sloppy grinds to really push it all in nicely, knowing how much of a slut you were for this.

you stared up to him, so so wrecked and out of it, shirt hunched up just above your tits that were all nicely pink and hard, neck covered with little red spots, knowing they’d turn dark purple soon.

“a-again, please?”

#mha shouta #aizawa shouta #aizawa smut #dark smut #ex boyfriend #aizawa x y/n #aizawa

[judeswhore]

mornings with you - mason mount

in which it’s both yours and mason’s first free day together and he just wants to spend the morning wrapped up beside you.

this is my first ever piece of writing and idrk why i’m doing this but enjoy, also planning on taking requests <3

Mason is usually awake and out of bed well before you on days he has training, showered and out of the door with a quick kiss to the top of your head and a mumbled “I love you” before your first alarm has even started to ring out. He’d often leave you a note wishing you a good day stuck to the fridge with a magnet containing a photo of the two of you from some previous holiday to Greece, or make sure to text you a cute good morning message, guaranteed to make you smile and your cheeks to flush as you rub at your eyes, rereading the message a few times to let it sink in. And you’re often home later in the evenings than him, spending hours in the library well after your seminars have finished to try and cram as much work in as possible in order to have some semblance of peace during your weekends.

He’d lift his free hand, lightly tracing his finger along the side of your face and curve of your jaw, heart fluttering in his chest as he takes in how peaceful and stress free you look. Mason’s no stranger to pressure but he knows the pressure you face succeeding at uni is not that same as the pressure he faces in football and he hates seeing you come home from long days in lecture rooms, body weary, eyes heavy as you collapse onto the sofa beside him, barely having enough energy to lift your head and tell him how your latest exam went. It’s why he tries extra hard to make sure days like this are spent with you hardly having to do a thing, Mason making it his mission to make sure the day is as relaxing as possible.

“Your fingers are cold.” You’d mumble, nose scrunching as you turn to bury your head in the pillow that smells exactly like him. He wouldn’t even know he’d woken you, too busy mapping out every freckle dusting across your nose and cheeks, mind wandering to how many he could kiss before you started complaining about how it tickles.

“Morning, baby.” Mason’s lips would tilt up into a smile, his fingers sliding from your face to your shoulder, down to curl around your waist as he watches your eyes flutter open, your own smile matching his. You’d hum softly in reply, letting him pull your body closer to his, his hand hooking your leg over his hip so you can comfortably nuzzle yourself into his chest.

Your hand would come up to the side of his head, fingers slipping into his hair to lightly drag your nails across his scalp. The strands are short and choppy, something you complained about when you first saw it, muttering about how you liked his fluffy hair and wanted him to grow it out again. Mason would tilt his head to press a soft kiss to the inside of your wrist before pressing another one to the top of your head, a content sigh falling from his lips when you increase the pressure of your fingers.

You’d feel his own hand smoothing up and down your arm, fingertips dancing across the bare skin and pulling a deep shiver from you causing you to snuggle further into the heat of his body. The two of you have been together long enough for you to know Mason’s love language is touch and he gets even more needy first thing on a morning and last thing at night, his hands constantly finding places on your body to graze over.

“How’d you sleep?” You’d ask after a few minutes of silence, the steady rise and fall of Mason’s chest beneath your ear almost sending you back to sleep.

“Pretty good, you did kick me in the back at one point though.” The teasing smirk that you know is tugging at his lips would be enough to make you roll your eyes.

“You probably deserved it.”

“Hmm. How about you?”

“Yeah good, feels good knowing I don’t have anything to wake up for.” You’d shuffle slightly, tilting your head so you can meet Mason’s gaze, letting him pull your hand away from his hair so he can press light kisses against each of your knuckles.

“Thought we could make pancakes for breakfast.” He’d suggest, dropping your hand so he can push your hair back off your face, eyes shining with nothing but pure love and adoration. “Or we could order them in if you don’t feel like making them?”

“Nothing tastes as good as your pancakes, you know I could never pass those up.” Mason would grin at you, gripping your jaw carefully before bringing your mouth to his. It would be a slow, lazy kiss, soft languid strokes of his tongue against yours before you’re pulling away, pressing one soft kiss to his jaw, lifting yourself off the bed and shivering at the cold bite in the air.

You’d hold your hand out for him to take, eyes wandering down the length of his body in nothing but black boxers, goosebumps rising on his bare skin. He’d let you half drag him up from the bed before a wicked smile would twist his lips and he’d tug you back down, flipping you both over until your back is pressed flush against the mattress. You’d let out a soft laugh of surprise, Mason burying his face into your neck to hide his own giggles after pulling the duvet up and completely covering your bodies and heads.

“Thought you were making me breakfast.” You’d ask, hitching your legs around his waist, arms curling around his neck, fingers once again finding home in the choppy strands of his hair.

“Just give me another half hour.” Would be his mumbled reply as his lips begin a soft trail across your jaw.

#mason mount #mason mount x reader #mason mount imagine #mason mount imagines #mason mount blurb #mason mount blurbs #mason mount fic #football #chelsea #football imagine #mason mount one shot

[chosonore]

part four | mellifluous

mellifluous [adjective. having a pleasant and flowing sound]

pairing: kamo noritoshi/f!reader

summary: your relationship with noritoshi was like a game of cat and mouse; no matter how hard you tried to escape from him, he would always find his way back to you.

wordcount: 7.1k

content/warnings: friends to enemies to lovers, language, angst, suggestive content, fluff [UNEDITED]

a/n: hello hello! here is the penultimate part to sanguine :) it's been quite a journey since i'm super busy with uni right now - we're nearing the end of the semester so i have a lot of deadlines approaching. i try to write regularly but sometimes, it just doesn't happen. regardless, i hope you enjoy!

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you woke up with a startle, the feeling of panic and dread engulfing your body and heart as the memories of the previous night were starting to flood your mind. frantically, you were flailing around until your hands found noritoshi’s body. you turned to face noritoshi who was blinking confused, having been startled by your sudden movements. a sigh of relief left your lips upon seeing him peacefully laying next to you as if you’d always been lovers, as if you’d always shared your bed. wrapping your arms around him, you snuggled into his side and buried your face in his chest. you couldn’t remember the last time that you’d been so close to him, got to hold him like this without any fears and doubts weighing on you.

although still sleepy, noritoshi nuzzled the crown of your head, pressing a gentle kiss to it. his fingers danced across your back, fingertips mindlessly drawing shapes. goosebumps raised across your skin wherever he touched your skin; you were still trying to get used to such intimate gestures from him. for minutes, you remained in silence, just enjoying each other’s closeness. you wanted to savour these moments and pretend there weren’t any worries or concerns, just noritoshi and you. noritoshi, as if sensing your hesitation, indulged in your silent wish. you didn’t know how to explain to him what you were feeling, how to ask of him what he meant or even where to start.

“i’m… i’m glad you stayed, noritoshi," you finally whispered, leaning back slightly to look at him. "i was really scared you would leave me again because… after last night, i guess it really would have left me debilitated. no matter how much i tried, i think i never could fully fall out of love with you."

shakily exhaling, noritoshi bit his lip, trying to find the right words to reply to you. the thought of him not being able to make you fall in love with him again, not to be able to have you by his side, not being able to show you the plans he had for the future, the future that he was trying to build for his mother and you - it pained him greatly. he recognized his mistakes and how easily he could have lost you. there was nothing more that he wanted to do than to make it up to you, until eternity he would worship you and treat you like a queen.

"i've always loved you, y/n. it was always you and will always be you. i don't want anyone else," noritoshi confessed, eyes flitting to your face anxiously. “i can’t apologize to you enough about how i handled it, i know it was stupid of me and i will never forgive myself for hurting you so much.” over and over, he muttered apologies, promising you that everything was going to change from now on and that he would stay by your side if you would have him. now that his goals were to close, just in reach for him to grasp, he felt more comfortable and ready to tell you about him - about why he left you to your own devices and treated you horribly for so long. you settled in his arms, listening to him in silence.

he told you about when he realized that his family was looking down on yours, never having respected you as much - it began with his mother leaving him, leading up to the beginning of his teenage years, when he’d realized that they started to treat you differently and didn’t want to see you hurt because he was spending so much time with you. noritoshi had always known that he liked you, one way or another. the feelings didn’t hit full force until his father had brought up finding a suitable partner for him to marry in the future; every potential partner that was introduced to him, he always dissected their behaviour, personality and attitudes. no matter how much he tried to give them a chance, his thoughts would always circle back to you. you, who was always there for him ever since you were young. you, who never cared about his family name or his status in the jujutsu world. you, who loved him for who he was.

he felt like you wouldn't understand if he told you and would instead suggest a plan to get through it; noritoshi considered it a better idea to just push you away from him, so far that the elders would never suspect a thing and impose on him or restrict him more, even if he became clan head. the safest option was to wait until he officially became the clan head, when no one could question his decisions and power anymore. for years, he tirelessly worked on becoming a strong and reputable clan head and established good relationships with other clans. it came at the cost of pushing you away, hurting you so much.

but even you had noticed that his resolve was crumbling when you came too close or when he felt particularly jealous, not liking you with someone else. he had to accept it, for the sake of keeping the facade upright - and yet he failed miserably, easily giving in when he realized that you reciprocated in some way. and that was where your silly game of push and pull started. he couldn't resist you, not when he was craving you so much. after your fight, his confession and you leaving, he truly kept his promise to himself and left you alone, even if it nearly tore his soul apart. it was for the best, so both of you could grow. the words you gave him that day, he took them to heart.

noritoshi would probably never be the man you deserved but he could try to work towards it. bit by bit, he gained the approval he needed to become clan head - it was so close, he was almost there. the contract was supposed to be signed after this mission. months prior, he'd already contacted his mother and met up more often with her, telling her about his plans to explain everything to you and if possible, court you. how gojo caught wind of this was beyond him; that fucker seemed to know each and every aspect of everything and everyone. he knew what he was doing and in the end, no one couldn't even be upset about it.

"i… was so terrified that the elders would hurt you that i disregarded the fact that i could hurt you as well," noritoshi whispered, regret and embarrassment lacing his voice. "and after that curse almost tore the tournament apart and hurt so many others, i couldn't bear the thought of you getting hurt because of me… i know it's your choice. i just didn't understand it back then. my intention was never to hurt you like that. i apologize for all the agony and sadness i've put you through."

you stayed silent for a couple of minutes, not knowing how to reply to his reasoning. you understood his intentions and why he had chosen to proceed this way. but it was hard to forgive him just yet. years of anguish that you had to endure were hard to forget and had a lasting effect on you. even though doubt and fear were still lingering in your soul, you wanted to give it a try. you couldn’t deny the love that you felt for him, almost outweighing the negative. the newfound feeling was rather fragile, an illusion that could easily be broken if noritoshi made an ever so small mistake.

"say something, anything," noritoshi croaked exasperated, scared of your reply. he could never admit it to you, much less himself - no matter how hard he tried to keep up the mask of a perfect clan leader, to some extent he would always remain the young boy that was terrified of loved ones leaving him to his own devices.

"it's just a lot to take in," you gave him a weak smile. noritoshi's heart hitched, skipping several beats as he anticipated for you to reject him. "i'm willing to try. i love you, very much so. but there is so much… distrust and hurt between us, i guess. we'll start this slow, yeah? we'll try and work through all the issues. thank you for telling me all of this. i accept your apology and… we’ll get through this, okay?”

upon hearing your words, noritoshi couldn’t stop his tears from springing forth, hugging you to his body as he muttered thank yous over and over again. his heart was overflowing with relief and happiness, he couldn’t believe that you were willing to work on your relationship. it was a chance that he would never take for granted, he wouldn’t waste another second in his life dwelling in uncertainty - it was time for you to live the life he’d always envisioned. with you by his side and no more voices telling him that he could do better, that he was supposed to adhere to the rules the elderly had set him.

though the two of you were somewhat back to normal and in a… relationship of sorts, you mutually agreed to lay low until noritoshi had signed the contracts that would hand over all control of the clan as well as the estate to him. only then could you be sure that things would return back to the peaceful and warm state that you remembered from your childhood. days before, noritoshi had let you know that his mother would be coming to the city soon - he wanted to welcome her as soon as all contracts were done and over with. upon your suggestion, he agreed that it would be best if you picked her up from the train station and let her stay at your place for a few days. you were thrilled at the idea, having missed his mother as you hadn’t seen her ever since your childhood.

as you waited at the entrance of the train station, you wondered what his mother looked like now. was she happy? was she proud of how noritoshi and you had grown up and what persons you grew to be? had he told her about your incredibly rocky journey up to this point? glancing at the screen of your phone, you took note of the time; no new messages. you hoped that his mother’s journey here went smoothly and she wasn’t too exhausted as you wanted to treat her to a nice and fancy meal at this restaurant miwa had recommended to you. bad conscience nagged at you as you remembered that you hadn’t even let your close friends know about your relationship, knowing that they would, undoubtedly, be mad at you. not for long, you hoped - you supposed todou at least wouldn’t really care about it, you could count on him to not make a huge deal out of it.

deep in thought, you hadn’t noticed that a middle aged woman with short, black hair had come up behind you and set her suitcase down before lightly tapping your shoulder. you whirled around thinking that it was someone who needed help, only to realize that it was noritoshi’s mother who greeted you with a soft smile on her face. despite the obvious signs of age on her face, she still looked so gentle, radiating such a strong and sunny warmth that you immediately felt at ease in her presence. noritoshi really did resemble his mother, both sharing a calm but strong aura. not being able to hold back, you greeted her happily, throwing your arms around her neck to hug her tightly.

“no need to address me so politely,” noritoshi’s mother laughed, wrapping her arms around you as she looked you up and down curiously. “just call me nahoko or mum, yeah?”

“m- mum?” you spluttered, face heating up at the thought of her possibly being your mother-in-law in the future. you’d only just gotten together - marriage was far out of your reach and seemed unattainable. “i- i think nahoko is fine.”

to change the topic, you quickly asked her about her luggage and helped her load it up in the trunk of your car. nahoko seemed to have caught up on your sudden mood change and bashfulness but didn’t comment on it, only giving you a knowing smile as you drove to the restaurant and talked about everything but your relationship with noritoshi. it was obvious that you still felt shy about it, not knowing what and how much you could reveal. but nahoko was simply glad that you had found your way back to each other, as if you had always been destined for each other, as if your destiny and fates were always intertwined.

"noritoshi should be joining us later, he told me he had some other business to attend to before coming o-"

"y/n." nahoko interrupted you, glancing over at you as you stopped at a traffic light and looked around for a free parking lot. the restaurant was always well-attended so it was almost impossible to find one nearby.

"yes?"

"i... don't know all of your history or what happened between noritoshi and you in your teenage years. but i'm glad that you've found your way back to each other, i've always thought that you were good for each other. you compliment him so well, as does he," she smiled at the memory of a younger noritoshi gushing about you and how you were his favourite person and friend, how he was going to marry you one day when he was older like he's seen with all the adults in the tv shows that nahoko had watched. "i know he's always wanted to do everything on his own to prove himself in a way but i'm glad he's given in a little. i'm proud of the persons you two grew up to be and i hope you can work through whatever issues and unspoken thoughts still linger between you."

tears welled up in your eyes as you listened to her, happy that she approved of you and had thought and cared for you this entire time - even if she didn't get to see how the two of you had grown up until now and didn't get to guide him through his childhood. it was clear that noritoshi kept contact with her throughout all these years, it had been minimal but it was for the sake of protecting her, just as he did with you. hope sparked in your heart, maybe things would change from now on. you wholeheartedly believed that noritoshi could change the clan's way of thinking and rebuild the bridges that had been torn between the other clans. if anyone could do it, it was him and the other future clan heads - your former classmates and now close friends.

"thank you, nahoko. that means a lot to me, really. i think you and me both know that it'll take a lot of time to mend things but… i- i love noritoshi a lot, have been for a long time. and even though this is new and really scary, i want to try and give this a chance- give us a chance.”

it was heartwarming to see your mother and nahoko animatedly conversing in your living room, catching up on many, many years of stories and experiences. although your mother’s initial reaction was rather shocked and almost a little too cautious when you confided in her and let her in on the plan. of course she would be, you didn’t expect her to immediately accept it. for years, she watched you cry and have your heart broken over and over again and was protective of you. but you were firm about your decision, confident that whatever energy and effort you would put into the relationship from this point on, it wouldn’t go to waste. your mother remained skeptical until you invited her over for an afternoon tea, keeping nahoko’s visit a surprise.

your mother was delighted to see nahoko again, having missed her a lot since she left the estate years ago. they went right back to their old selves, immediately giggling and telling each other stories as if there was never any distance between them. quietly, you excused yourself to make some tea for the two of them and disappeared in the kitchen. absentmindedly, you watched as the water bubbled and boiled in the kettle, twirling the cups in your hand. everything was steadily going upwards, everything was slowly aligning and coming into place. you were happy even if interaction with noritoshi was still slightly awkward and clumsy at times. between missions, he visited you more frequently or at least called you when he was away for an extended time. a week ago you had even received a text message from gojo - with no context or prior warning, he’d simply sent you a “congrats! remember to invite me to the estate sometime, as thanks for my service ;)”.

the text message had made you snort amused; gojo really had planned this all along, probably having anticipated all of this. for some reason, he seemed to know everything and anything, even if you didn’t let him in on it. you remembered how he had caught you back in your second year, hickeys littered all over your neck as you hid from the others - that was probably when he realized. the thought of him holding onto this for years made you snicker as in a way, you were thankful for his interference. who knew how long it would have taken you if it hadn’t been for that mission.

deep in your thoughts, you didn’t hear the opening and closing of the front door, nor the footsteps nearing the kitchen. “hey there,” noritoshi murmured as he wrapped his arms around his waist and leaned in to kiss your cheek, placing his chin on your shoulder. “i hear our mums are having fun, hm? it was a good idea to let them meet beforehand.”

you jumped slightly at his sudden appearance but relaxed as you realized that it was just him, leaning backwards slightly to press a kiss to his lips. “don’t you wanna greet them first? i’m just making tea real quick and then i’ll join you,” you suggested, wriggling in his arms to turn around and hug him properly. it was weird how surprisingly clingy you had grown these past few weeks, always seeking out his presence and missing him when he was gone.

“mhmm, i just wanted to see my beautiful girlfriend first.”

“you’re a slime ball,” you retorted with a bashful look, hiding your face in his chest. even though you couldn't see it, you could tell that noritoshi was smiling, amused by the fact that you were still shy when he complimented you or showered you with affection. fingertips traced patterns on your back as you listened to the whistle of the kettle. noritoshi faintly smelled like the green tea that he liked to drink in the morning - it was a calming scent, reminding you of home and relaxing days spent in bed while the soft smell was wafting through your apartment. it was still an odd sight to see noritoshi in your apartment, a sight that you were still trying to get used to.

even for himself, it was an unusual part of his routine. sometimes noritoshi felt like he was suddenly an intruder in your life, even though he owned the keys to your apartment and somewhat knew your schedules so he could adjust his own to yours. despite the fact that both of you had been in relationships before, you were both navigating and circling around each other as if it was your first. it was awkward but endearing, still feeling like somewhat of a dream. noritoshi grabbed the kettle to help you with the tea, ushering you to pick some cookies to enjoy with the tea. picking up the tray, he then brought the tea to your mothers, greeting them as they cooed and fawned over noritoshi. you could even hear your mother urging him to turn around so she could take a good look at him, both women gushing over how handsome he was.

the rest of the evening was spent catching up with your mothers and letting them know of your (tentative) future plans. as nice as it was to spend time with your family, it was exhausting as well - your social battery was drained and you wanted nothing more but to take a shower and then go to bed. noticing your slight mood shift, noritoshi nudged you, pointing to your room. "get some rest, yeah? i'll talk to my mum for a bit and will handle everything, it's okay. i'll join you in a bit," he assured you, even when you gave him a questioning look. nodding slightly, you squeezed his hand before leaving for the bedroom.

finally being able to change into more comfortable clothes, you sighed in relief and put on one of noritoshi's shirt that he'd left at your place. the sheer size difference was almost comical, the shirt nearly slipping from your frame, exposing your shoulder, and reaching down to your knees. bundling up in the blankets, you patiently waited for noritoshi to return, playing around on your phone. although it wasn’t much later when he returned, you dozed off in the meantime, vaguely noticing his presence in the room but not quite processing it. noritoshi padded towards the bed to check whether you were sleeping, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead before moving away to go to the bathroom.

immediately, your hand shot out to grasp for his, a sudden force possessing your body - both noritoshi and you looked at each other in surprise. you couldn’t comprehend why you had acted in such a way, as if you had never been asleep in the first place. only seconds later were you able to process the feelings of anxiety that were coursing through your body, screaming at you that noritoshi was going to leave you again, that he wasn’t going to stay for you. “are you okay? is- do you need me to do anything for you?” noritoshi questioned concerned and inched back, sitting at the edge of the bed. the influx of unreasonable thoughts almost dissipated as soon as he came back and checked up on you but your worries weren’t completely eased.

“i’m sorry,” you mumbled, hugging his arm to your chest. noritoshi used his other hand to pet your hair, dragging his fingers through the strands and lightly massaging your scalp. “i just suddenly really felt anxious and um… sometimes the thoughts take over and i keep thinking-" you whimpered quietly, clutching his arm tighter. "i keep thinking that you'll leave me and it's just some kind of fever dream that i'll have to wake up from. a- and i just can't let go because i really love you."

noritoshi leaned down to press a kiss to your forehead, wiping your tears away gently as he reassured you that you were okay and that he was going to stay with you. you hummed quietly, intertwining your fingers as you looked at them. "i'm sorry for this, for everything. for making you have these feelings and thoughts," noritoshi apologized, a frustrated sigh leaving his lips. "but i promise this is all real, okay? i'm here and i love you. you're the only one i want and have wanted by my side since we were young."

"okay, i- thank you," you nodded slightly, your grip on his hands weakening as you relaxed. you believed him. noritoshi had been nothing but respectful of your boundaries and attentive and like the 'toshi that you knew, he would always look out for you in the sublest of ways. "i'm just going to the bathroom real quick and then i'll be back, okay?" you mumbled in agreement and let his arm go, bundling up in the blanket again. listening to the small noises that resounded from the bathroom, you tried to steady your breathing and calm yourself further, patiently waiting for him to come back.

minutes later, noritoshi returned and took the other side of the bed, immediately pulling you to his chest. even though he didn't mention or show it, you could tell that he was exhausted as well - aside from his usual work as a jujutsu sorcerer, he also had to handle all businesses pertaining to the other clans as well as preparing to take over the responsibilities as clan head. you knew he was trying to put on a strong facade as to not worry you but you wanted to be there for him, like you'd always been. "'toshi?" you whispered quietly, looking up at him. noritoshi's eyes sparkled in the dark, a surprised look on his face. he hadn't heard that nickname for years, not even really remembering your younger self and your voice calling him that anymore.

but as you uttered the word, all the happy feelings he associated with it came rushing back to the forefront of his mind and filled him with exhilaration. "if you're struggling with any of your work and can't keep up with it… i can help you out, right? you can tell me. we're um. you're my b- boyfriend after all," you stumbled over the words, referring to noritoshi as your boyfriend out loud was still unfamiliar territory.

"i know but you have a lot on your plate already. i wouldn't want to add more stress to it since uh- you know. i was the source of your stress for years."

"but it's different now," you protested, giving him a defiant pout. noritoshi laughed and pecked your lips adoringly. "i'm your partner and want to help take the burden from you, okay? i know you're doing the same for me so it's only fair."

"okay, yeah i'll let you know if anything troubles me. i'm just tired from all the meetings and having to socialize with the other clans but that's about it. as long as i have enough time to spend with you, i’m okay with it," noritoshi mumbled against your skin, pressing soft butterfly kisses all over your face. his eyes fell on your exposed shoulder, the shirt having slipped and hanging down dangerously low. noticing where his eyes were trailing, your breath hitched in anticipation, hoping that he would indulge you and finally offer you some more touches. the two of you hadn’t been more intimate ever since getting back together, either too busy or hesitant to get closer. the relationships was still in its blooming state, fresh and fragile, just needing a little push from each side. you could tell that noritoshi was still cautious, not wanting to move too fast so as to not pressure or upset you.

you appreciated that he’d kept your words in mind, heeding your request to take it slow - and now it felt weird to ask him for more, to tell him that you were missing his touch and were craving it. noritoshi didn’t vocalize it but it was obvious in the look in his eyes, how he was slightly hypnotized, almost in a trance like state until he snapped out of it and merely gave you a kiss. it was obvious in the way his touch lingered longer than it probably should, the way his fingers dragged across your skin when you were near, as if he had to satisfy himself with just this slight touch to stay sane. you were dancing around each other, nearing then distancing from each other but always bound by the same desire to feel each other’s skin.

noritoshi's behaviour now was a sharp contrast to what you'd seen of him before - the dark, alluring side to him, when he was endlessly teasing you, when his possessive side broke through the cracks of his calm and collected persona. both sides were undeniably him and you wanted all of it. firm in your resolve, you leaned up to kiss him, pressing your body against his. startled by your sudden movements, noritoshi stared at you perplexed and suddenly forgot how to kiss you back. never had you been so assertive and firm before when you'd initiated any displays of affection, much less since you'd agreed to not rush into the relationship despite having slept with each other already.

you pushed once more, legs hooked around his waist as you straddled him. this time, noritoshi reciprocated and placed his hands on your bare thighs. mewling, you inched closer, just wanting his hands to move a little further. noritoshi bit your bottom lip gently before sucking on it, tugging it slightly in warning. a moan left your lips, both at the pleasure and the anticipation of noritoshi taking over, of completely submitting to him like you had before. his lips found your neck, focusing on the spot you liked the most, one that had you keening and whimpering for him as he left a mark. the shirt was fully exposing your shoulders and chest now, showing your perky tits and the stiff nipples that wanted attention.

you whimpered his name, pleading him to touch you more but accomplished the opposite - noritoshi suddenly snapped out of his trance and stared up at you, eyes wide in shock. "we can't," he told you with a strained voice, pulling away from you. "my mum will hear us, i- fuck. i want you, so bad. have been since the last time." he sighed in defeat, head slumping against your shoulder as his arms dropped in defeat. the timing was just too bad, he didn't want to give his own mother a bad impression of him after not having seen her for too long. noritoshi felt like a giddy teenager, wanting to engage in some sexual activities with his significant other and hardly being able to contain his arousal.

you whined quietly, frustrated that you couldn’t go further even though a voice in your head was nagging, whispering you all the possibilities of fooling around and the thrill that was shooting up your spine as you thought about it. but knowing that he felt the same way was enough. you were glad that he wanted you still. it eased your worries, just knowing that he wanted you as much as you wanted him. you gave him one last kiss before settling back into his side again. shooting you an apologetic look, noritoshi wrapped his arms around you, burying his face in the crook of your neck. his warm breath was fanning across your skin as he exhaled, grip on you tightening. “just wait a little longer, yeah? i’ll fuck you so good, make it up to you, for every minute that you’ve had to wait.”

this was it. today was the day. with anticipation and anxiety you watched noritoshi at the other end of the room with the elders - he was standing tall and proud, confident in his movements as he engaged in some small talk with them before the ceremony would begin. you stood with your parents, as witnesses to the entire ceremony. it seemed that all of the kamo family were gathered in the room, as well as the employees of the estate, to have witnesses that everything was going smoothly and correctly. noritoshi looked elegant in his kimono, carrying such a strong aura around him that told outsiders that he would not appreciate any interruptions or troublemakers.

although you were sure that the ceremony would go over smoothly, there was still a smidge of doubt in your mind. it wasn't like you didn't believe in noritoshi's vision or his skills, you just simply didn't trust the elders. years they'd spend dictating his entire life and mapping out his future and now that noritoshi was about to become clan head, it felt so… unreal. your breath hitched in your throat as one of the officials recited the contracts and papers, watching as the elders first signed them before handing them over to noritoshi. for a moment, noritoshi stood still, pen hovering above the paper. unnoticeably, his eyes flitted across the room until they found yours, as if looking for reassurance and support.

you gave him a smile and a slight nod, signaling him that you believed in him and that he could do it. with a deep exhale, noritoshi swiftly signed the papers. the room erupted in solemn cheers and applause - it was now official, noritoshi was the new clan head. you couldn't help but tear up at the scene. if years ago someone had told you that he'd become such a wonderful leader and even your boyfriend, trying his best to make up for his past mistakes and always showering you with affection, you would've laughed it off and told them that they were crazy. you've come such a long way, leaving the painful and arduous path behind you. what lies ahead were dreams and goals to be fulfilled.

before noritoshi spoke to anyone else and accepted their well wishes and congratulations, you were suddenly engulfed in his arms as he'd made his way over to you in a split second. murmurs and gasps filled the room, everyone was in shock at the sudden outburst. surely, the new clan leader couldn't have fooled around with the daughter of one of the servants the entire time? freezing up in shock, you remained stiff as a board, not being able to return noritoshi's affectionate hug. to top it off, he pressed a kiss against your forehead, mumbling about how he made it. you were happy for him, you truly were. but the sudden revelation of your relationship with him as too much, too sudden.

somewhere in the distance you could hear a few of the elders fussing and rapidly whispering to each other until one of them spoke up, demanding to know why noritoshi was embracing a mere servant in such an intimate manner. before speaking up, noritoshi leaned down to kiss your cheek. "i'm sorry i dragged you into this and put you in such a tough spot, i'll make it up to you, i promise," he whispered against your ear, arm still wrapped around your waist when he turned to face the enraged older man. "i want to ask you to refrain from speaking to her in such a way. this is my girlfriend and your superior one day."

"that is outrageous! was this your plan the entire time? you dare sully the name of the clan like this when we've already found you a potential partner! this lowly servant scum, playthi-" the older man stumbled across the room towards noritoshi, looking so defiant and angry that you were briefly scared. but as he called you names, you felt frustration and irritation rise in you. how dare he speak about you like this? when you'd made a name for yourself in the jujutsu world? when you're one of the very few healers that exist? noritoshi's declaration and the obvious proud look on his face made a comforting warmth flare up in your heart. you were partners and you were proud of each other. stronger as a whole and lifting each other up.

"don't talk about me like i'm just some toy he's gonna throw away. i'm more than just a lowly servant or scum. i'm a jujutsu sorcerer and i demand that you respect me as such. how dare you talk about your clan head like this anyways? as if he's sleeping around in his free time and feeling up girls, when he's doing all of the work that you are supposed to do for him and more?" you growled at the red-faced man in front of you, the threatening aura emerging from your body scaring even him. you were fed up with all these higher ups acting like they knew everything better, as if they could still control noritoshi when they’d handed all control over to him. did they think he would do their bidding simply because they’d guided him his entire life? they were delusional.

before you could start reprimanding them further, furious that they would talk so badly about a person that you loved dearly, noritoshi squeezed your side gently and took a step forward. he was towering over the elders, a dark look on his face as he stared down at them. anyone in the room could tell that he was angry, just by the cursed energy that was surrounding him and spreading throughout the room. but he skillfully kept control of it, letting enough seep out to intimidate his opposers but not enough to scare the innocent servants and bystanders. “enough.” his voice cut through the multitude of voices and shouts like a sharp knife, silencing everyone that was about to disagree with him or pick a fight with you. “who i’m in a relationship with should be none of your concerns. i love y/n and deem her as more than capable enough to stand by my side. she is strong, kind and gracious. and i do intend to marry her one day, it’s my decision as the clan head so if you have any problems, take it up to me.”

your heart stopped at noritoshi’s words. he intended to marry you one day. you’d never talked about it before but hearing him say it didn’t deter you - instead it drew you to him, making you want to be even closer to him. he made your heart swell with so much heart and pride; in the heat of the moment, you were too shocked to retort anything but you knew, you were sure that one day, you would say yes to him. perhaps your heart always knew that he was the one, that you belonged to each other. even if it took years to heal the wounds in your hearts, to talk out the years of discomfort and unresolved thoughts that resided in your mind - no one could ever live up to him.

"oh, and my mother is coming back to live here. if i catch you even just looking at her dirty, i won't hesitate to ban you from here. am i clear?" noritoshi's voice was loud and authorative, leaving no space for opposers to disagree with him. you were proud of him and how he finally was able to do as he pleased and how he deemed fit. free from the constraints that were traditions and clan ideals, as he could reign over and shape the forthcoming future. he left no room for negativity to spread, stomping it in the ground as soon as it rose. even the servants seemed to feel more at ease already, knowing that noritoshi was calm and mild-mannered. noritoshi becoming clan head marked a new transition in your relationship, one that wasn't spent in hiding anymore.

"you looked so hot when you defended me from all those angry higher ups," noritoshi breathed against your neck, lips pressed frantically against your skin as his hands skillfully removed your outerwear. as soon as the ceremony had ended and noritoshi excused himself, dragging you along to the main building and to his room, he was all over you. leaving you with almost no space to breathe, he pressed his lips against yours in a bruising his. the two of you stumbled across the room until he'd nudged you against the bed, easily towering over you as your back hit the mattress. you stared up at him, admiring his tall and broad figure and how the moonlight illuminated his face.

languidly, noritoshi nudged your legs apart as he knelt between them, large hands moving underneath the collar of your kimono and rubbing shoulder as he pushed the fabric off your shoulder. he bit his lip, halting in his movements. there was something that stopped him, that held him back from continuing. "do i… do i have permission to touch you?" he whispered, leaning his forehead against yours. "i know we agreed to take it slow so you wouldn't feel overwhelmed and pressured. the last thing i want is for you to feel uncomfortable around me… is it okay to continue?"

"yes please, god, please touch me," you pleaded eagerly, leaning up to kiss him. freed from the constraints, noritoshi immediately pushed the kimono off your shoulders, hands fumbling to untie it. he laughed quietly as he sat on his knees, hands moving up and down your sides. "this kind of feels like unwrapping a present," he commented, watching as you squirmed impatiently when his knuckles grazed over your inner thighs. ever so slightly, his fingertips danced over your panties, prodding at the damp spot. breath held in anticipation, you whimpered when he removed his hands and instead moved them up to untie the knots. if noritoshi was good at something, it was to make you wait impossibly long.

you wrapped your legs around his waist, heels digging into his lower back as you signaled him to move faster. you wanted him so bad and he knew it. noritoshi basked in the fact that he had this power and could coax beautiful reactions out of you. agonizingly slow, he undid the knots and opened up the kimono as if you were a luxurious present wrapped up in the finest of silks. his warm hands moved over your waist, stomach, up to your breasts and cupped them, fingers pinching and tweaking the nipples. mewls fell from your lips as you moved your hips against his knee, the damp fabric of your panties dragging across his skin and leaving a slight sheen.

noritoshi pressed a feather light kiss to your lips, teeth digging into your bottom lip as he tugged and sucked on it gently. with a pop, he released your lip, grinning at you as he leaned up to take off his own clothes. he loved the sight of you on his bed, kimono still half on and yet exposing the most vulnerable parts of you. the wanton look on your face and how your eyes followed his every move as you anticipated for him to touch you soon - the sight aroused him greatly. soon his clothes hit the floor and you immediately ogled him, admiring his lean and yet muscular body. noritoshi looked down at you with such a hungry and yet adoring glint in his eyes. still, you could hardly believe that he was yours. he tugged at the elastic band of your panties, snapping it against your skin before dragging it down your legs. your arousal clung to the fabric, leaving behind a small trail as he removed the item.

"in a way, you are a present from the universe, the best that i could have ever asked for."

p.s.: i am so sorry for leaving you on this cliffhanger hjfeawkjfawh

#jujutsu kaisen #noritoshi kamo #kamo noritoshi #noritoshi #noritoshi x reader #kamo noritoshi x reader #noritoshi kamo x reader #noritoshi x you #kamo noritoshi x you #noritoshi kamo x you #noritoshi kamo imagines #kamo noritoshi imagines #noritoshi imagines #jujutsu kaisen imagines #fic: sanguine #writing

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Difficult Day, Giggly Night

I am dedicating this fic to my big sister @pegasusflight77 because she’s had a rough day and she deserves all the love and positive vibes. I hope you enjoy, and thank you for being such a ray of sunshine in my life! 💗

(Please excuse the mess of this fic, it’s not edited or proof read bc I’m kinda still going through things myself, but I wanted to write something!)

“Ugh.” You groaned as you stormed through the door and slammed it shut, throwing your bags down and storming straight up to your room, grunting at Wanda who tried to greet you softly.

Wanda looked over at Nat, concerned as she heard you slam your door shut. “I’m guessing it was another rough day at work…” Nat told Wanda quietly, looking over at your bag which was dumped on the floor. She reached in and grabbed your phone, looking at Wanda. “Shall we go and check on them?” She asked quietly, hearing your wardrobe slam shut whilst you were changing out of your work uniform.

Wanda nodded and headed up to your room, giving Nat a look before knocking on your door, hearing a grunt in response, but Wanda took that as a sign to open the door, heading inside as Nat followed, handing you your phone.

“Hey, tough day?” Nat asked gently as she sat down on your bed, handing you your phone as she put a hand on your arm gently as Wanda sat on the floor next to your bed.

You nodded silently in response, curling up on the bed as you took your phone from Nat, relaxing a little as you felt Nat’s hand on your arm, it was a simple yet comforting gesture.

“Anything you want to talk about?” Wanda offered gently as she tried to turn your head so you could face her, but you buried your face into the pillow, shaking your head in response.

The three of you remained there in a comfortable silence, but the silence was quick to take over you, and you tensed up whilst pretty much let your thoughts drown you. However, Nat could tell that something was up, and began spidering her fingers up and down your back in an attempt to relax you. “We’re here for you, Y/N, no matter what.” Wanda whispered gently, joining in and running her fingers through your hair, feeling you sink into the pillow slightly.

Another silence brushed across you, but you weren’t sure if you liked it or not, but there was no way you were going to talk about the day you had because you knew they’d go and find the people who bullied you at work and go on a killing spree, and as much as you hated being picked on, you didn’t want anyone to get hurt.

The uncomfortable silence didn’t last for long as you felt Nat’s nails lightly brush against your side, you didn’t expect the motion, so you flinched a little and bit back a tiny gasp. You turned your head to see Wanda look up at Nat with a small smile on her face, as if she was exchanging a silent conversation with her.

“I think we know what to do to cheer you up…” Wanda murmured quietly as she crawled her fingers towards your ribs. “Are you ticklish, Y/N?” She asked quietly, but didn’t give you time to answer as she gently scribbled her fingers into your ribs. Nat smirked and Wanda’s eagerness to attack you and joined in by gently skittering her nails up and down your sides, looking down at you as you broke into hysterical giggles.

“I’m guessing that’s a yes.” Nat smirked fondly, giggling and watching as you buried your face into your pillow. You shook your head in response as you tried to slam your arms down to against your sides in an attempt to bat their hands away.

“No? But you’re giggling!” Wanda smirked a little, as she tried to gently scribble under your arms. “And it’s sooooo cute!” She added, smiling as she watched you giggle hysterically, which was a change compared to how you were earlier, and it made her and Nat feel relieved.

The two kept gently attacking your ribs and sides, and didn’t notice that Yelena was peering through the doorway to watch what was going on, she had heard you slam the door and was going to check on you.

As Nat kept scribbling in, she caught her sister in the corner of her eye. She paused her attack for a second and looked over at Yelena. “Hey, is everything okay?” She asked, smiling as she still heard your giggles since Wanda was squeezing rapidly into your sides.

“I heard Y/N’s door slam and I got concerned. But I can see that everything is okay.” Yelena replied as she stepped back for a moment, but Nat smirked and put a hand on her shoulder. “Come join us, we’re just cheering Y/N up.” She replied casually.

Soon enough, Wanda, Nat and Yelena were sat on your bed, Wanda had turned you over and dragged you gently onto her lap, holding your hands gently away from you before giving Nat and Yelena a smirk.

“Wait, nonono-“ you gasp, looking over between Nat and Yelena nervously as they slowly moved their fingers towards you, Nat was heading towards your upper body and Yelena was moving towards your legs and feet.

There was a short pause before you quickly burst into hysterical giggles. Nat’s fingers quickly skittered up your top and into your belly whilst Yelena squeezed into your knees, making you squeal and arch your back away from Wanda’s lap. “NOHOHOHO!” You yelp out, trying to twist away as the spy sisters attack you gently, smiling at your giggling self. You heard Wanda coo fondly blow a tiny raspberry into your neck.

“Aw, but you’re so cute!” Wanda smiled fondly as you saw Nat giggle along with you, scribbling into the middle of your belly to really make you giggle. “Yeah Y/N, how else would we cheer you up?” She asked casually.

You shrugged, squealing with laughter as you felt Yelena squeeze just above your knee. “It seems that this is the only solution.” She told you casually, holding your leg down gently as she kept squeezing, making sure you couldn’t move.

“NOHOHOHO IT REHEHEHEALLY ISNT!” You protest, trying to pout, but you couldn’t help but continue to squeal with laughter, you were way too ticklish to not react to this torture. You would never admit it, but this was taking your mind off today’s events, and you were actually having fun. Nat and Wanda had tickled you before, to distract you from doing some uni work, but never as full on as this. You remembered thinking that you wouldn’t hate it if they done this again, and thankfully, your secret wish came true, and you are loving it.

“Y/N, you’re so cute but you’re so ticklish it’s ridiculous.” Wanda smirked fondly as she nuzzled her face into your neck, all the while Yelena made herself at home near your feet, scratching up and down your soles gently as Nat gently scribbled up and down your sides.

You were in ticklish heaven, you had basically slid off Wanda’s lap at this point, and you didn’t even notice that she had let your hands go, you felt pinned anyway, as if your own laughter was holding you down.

Soon enough though, the three of them exchanged looks and let you go, smiling as you collapsed into a fit of giggles, you curled up and took in deep breaths in an attempt to recover.

“Feel better?” Nat asked as she rested her hand on your arm, you nodded in response and relaxed into the gentle comforting motion once again after being convinced that Nat wasn’t going to attack you again. You loved it, but you needed a break for now.

“Yeah… thanks guys…” you reply, sitting up after you recovered and leaning your head on Wanda’s shoulder. Nat pulled Yelena close and cuddled into you and Wanda.

“You’re welcome, Y/N. The four of us have each other’s backs, always.” Yelena reassured you. Despite not being a part of the team for long, she was quickly welcomed as a member of the family, and was determined to share the same love to you as she got from the others.

“Now, I think we need a movie night.” Nat suggested, and the three of you nodded eagerly, and got up to head towards the lounge.

So for the rest of the night, the four of you were snuggled up together, watching all of your favourite films. You noticed that you got the occasional side squeeze whenever you were physically or mentally drifting away, but you didn’t complain. You felt comfortable with these women, and for that, you were forever grateful.

#avengers tickle #avengers tickle fic #mcu tickle #mcu tickle fic #marvel tickle #marvel tickle fic #ticklish!reader #ler!nat #ler!wanda #ler!yelena

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Venti Uni AU sketch+HCs!

Hopefully this version is easier to see! Added some colour, highlights and overall cleaned up the initial sketch ^_^.

Some HCs for Student Venti:

Translated the braids into his little winter hat he wears everywhere (even when it's hot). Cute little windwheel aster embellishments on em!

Lil shawl to replace his cape. Since he likes to snuggle with his boyfriend, has to be ready for cuddles for any occasion ><

Likes to sneak up on Xiao and wrap him in a shawl hug (which Xiao won't admit he loves).

Music major (ofc). I'm sure there is a better technical term I was too busy to look up

Despite being carefree and fitting into his generation, his instrument of choice is classical harp/lyre

LOTS of delicate, gentle composition from him. His personality is eccentric and hyper so it's a surprise to see him so thoughtful and delicate while singing

Most of his songs are dedicated to Xiao (because simp)

SO MESSY BYE. Despite being a 'genius' no one wants to work with him. Just a horrible team player because he's late unorganised and all over the place. And if he doesn't have inspiration? Man straight up just doesn't even TRY or work on the project 😐

Definitely that one student who knows everyone on campus. Friends with mostly everyone or acquaintances

Just strikes up conversation with people in line and stuff. Definitely NOT a quiet mind. Please talk to him or else he'll look like a kicked puppy

Always at every party. Where there's drink he will be there ready and also maybe stoned but shh

Just kind of known to drop off the map from his classes??? And known in the whole dep for it?? Profs are so sick of it but then he returns with this absolutely gorgeous banger of a composition after 2 weeks of being missing.

Gets bad grades bc of this since he misses a lot of content. Profs feel it's a waste of his talent when he could be getting the top of the class in every semester.

That's not what matters to Venti though. He just wants to enjoy himself as much as he can. He loves the Uni life and just experiencing the here and now!

That guy you wish you could punch though because when finals are rolling over he scrapes by so easily with just a bit of studying, when others have had to do months. Even if it's not the best grades it's still annoying he can do fine with so many absences.

But he's just so chill and easy to be around. Can't stay mad at him for long, hehe!<3

On these absences, pretends to friends he left on a pilgrimage/wanted to be enlightened to reach further heights with his music but

Mans just wanted to skip. Sleep in, eat cheerios, watch cartoons, annoy boyfriend

Despite always rolling out of bed 5 seconds before class, somehow has really good style with amazing hair and makeup (albeit smudged from rubbing at sleepy eyes)

"*yawn* oh my makeup? My boyfriend does it for me every morning."

When his classmates ask who this silly music man's s/o is, the last person they are expecting is:

"Oh my boyfriend? Xiao from the computer science dep but- I dunno if you've heard of him."

Nonchalantly just goes back to sleep as the prof is talking leaving his classmates GAPING

Xiao?? THE Xiao Lapis?? The moody, hostile, unsociable adorably 5'2 son of a CEO Teyvat Uni business major??

WHAT

How is this ball of mischievous sunshine dating the moodiest person in the whole campus¿¿¿

...Though, it makes sense when they see Xiao waiting for Venti after class.

Xiao's usual hostile expression and grumpy frown is replaced with something much more relaxed

A softness flits over his usually hardened gold eyes as he catches sight of Venti

Sighing he opens his arms as Venti dives into them headfirst. Xiao doesn't even flinch- seemingly used to it.

"Xi!!! I missed you, my adorable tofu-square!!"

Classmates eyes widen like saucers when Xiao's frown completely drops from his face.

And wait- was that a laugh?? It was so fast they were second guessing themselves.

"We still gotta work on petnames, huh?"

#genshin fluff #genshin memes #genshin hcs #genshin imagines #genshin shitpost #genshin impact #genshin impact memes #xiaoven #xiaoven fanart #venti fanart #venti headcanons #xiao headcanons #diluc #kaeya #childe #zhongli #genshin uni au #venti sketch #xiaoven fluff #venti x reader #venti fluff #xiao fluff #genshin x reader #genshin fanart #albedo #venti brainrot #venti comfort #xiao comfort #genshin comfort hcs #venti hcs

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#42 + your choice for ship!

also for @i-lovethatforme bc she asked me the same number!!!! Spidey squad social media uni au anyone???

better off (with me)

Felicia stares down at her screen, unusually dumbfounded. Cindy Moon's Instagram has changed.

What used to be a profile picture of Peter dozing off is replaced with no profile picture at all. The Instagram bio ("see you, out there") is the same... except for the little part under that phrase where Peter's handle used to be tagged. That's gone now.

When a certain Cindy Moon only has five posts up on her page, and nothing but group photos, it's pretty telling when something's changed. Especially when Cindy only ever changed her profile picture to Peter after a certain idiot (Flash) suggested it. It's like all traces of boyfriend Peter on her profile have vanished.

Hurriedly, Felicia switches over to search for Peter's user. There's a brief moment as everything loads where Felicia's almost praying it matches the clean slate of Cindy's. It does.

His profile picture used to be a selfie of him with an arm slung around Cindy's neck. Cindy's face was scrunched up in delight, the drawstrings of her hoodie pulled all the way. Peter's cheek was squished against the side of her head, also grinning. It could -- as far as couple selfies went -- even be considered cute. That picture is gone, in its stead a picture of Peter against a sunset.

Felicia frowns. She liked that selfie. Well, she liked Cindy in that selfie. The arm around her and the face nuzzling her could've been improved on, but Felicia could practically hear Cindy's giggles through the still image, which more than made up for it.

His bio has changed too. There's empty space in what used to be a heart with Cindy's account tagged. It doesn't and does make sense at the same time.

MJ's text flashes over her screen. what the FUCK are we supposed to do now

I don't know babe, Felicia types back. brb doing some digging.

Peter's page is easier to stalk than Cindy's, seeing as Cin has a grand total of five posts. His posts wishing Cindy a happy birthday ("lucky to have you!") and select selfies are still up. The posts where Cindy's asleep in bed (his bed, Felicia remembers seething), and the blurry ones where Cindy's clinging onto him like a koala, legs wrapped around his waist, are gone. Maybe archived? Who knows.

Felicia has to grudgingly admit, as she scrolls through, that they are a maddeningly photogenic couple. Were? There's a weird thump of her heart at the thought that feels a little too close to hope.

Cindy's always been attractive. Pure of heart, dumb of ass, yada yada, and a very fine ass at that. She's also always been off limits. Peter got to her first, Felicia always had to remind herself whenever they were hanging out and Cindy did something spectacularly amazing. Which was a shame, because Cindy was apparently amazing all the time. From hanging out on rooftops basking in the sun, to watching movies snuggled under the same blanket, it was getting harder and harder to conceal her want.

It's come to the point where Felicia has to physically restrain herself from sweeping baby hairs out of Cindy's eyes, wrapping arms around her shoulder, holding her hand, because those are things Peter does and Felicia's a bitch, but not that much of a bitch. She can control her libido. Doesn't stop her from appreciating those muscles though. And if they're broken up now...

She goes back to Cindy's profile, to the tagged section, and almost drops her phone. The latest tagged post is from last night and is a blurry shot of Cindy kissing another, clearly female, person. Caption goes: guess who joined girls night!

Now, what the fuck?

Felicia furiously screenshots the post and navigates over to her messages with MJ.

Somehow, Felicia manages not to crush her styrofoam cup while waiting for MJ at Jerry's. The diner is moderately packed, cruising on the tail end of the breakfast rush. She's ordered a French toast while waiting for MJ to appear, grappling with several new realizations in the meantime.

Several realizations with a certain Korean-American's name stamped all over it. Complete with hearts and kisses, maybe. That's wishful thinking. It's not often Felicia's hit with information she hasn't been expecting, much less bulldozed over. But whenever it does, it always seems to have a certain silk-spider involved.

She's suspected for a while that Cindy's not completely a hundred-percent straight. It's been pretty obvious, really, but Cindy's been dating Peter for as long as ever and Felicia never thought to ask.

So why does she feel so shocked? It's not the liking girls part, she realizes, it's the kissing-someone-who's-not-Peter-part. It's the kissing-someone-other-than-Felicia part. Because, for as long as Cindy has been dating Peter, Felicia has been eyeing Cindy even longer.

Unrequited love. Felicia truly thought she was better than this. It's a pathetic situation from movies and trashy romances she never thought she'd be in. And have it get in the way of her friendships, no less? How utterly annoying.

MJ walks in and makes a beeline straight to her. She's clutching her phone in her hand and looks almost frantic. Felicia rises to greet her, a question already forming until MJ shoves her phone in front of her face.

Read. Peter left MJ on read.

Felicia sits down slowly, her thoughts swirling. She knows for certain that last week Peter and Cindy's Instagrams were matching. So, when did this happen? How dare they not tell the squad if they did break up. Felicia has already wasted valuable time if Cindy's already going around kissing other girls.

Maybe she should feel bad for planning on making a move so quickly, but she doesn't. The veneer of the perfect couple has been glass thin for a while. Felicia has heard almost every detail from Cin. If they did break up, it's been a long time coming. Still surprising though.

"What. The. Fuck." MJ emphasizes as she runs her hand through her hair. "Is going on."

"Your guess is as good as mine," Felicia replies evenly. MJ knows better than anyone how fragile both parties have been in the last month. She nods to the server who brings over her French toast and mindlessly unlocks her own phone.

"He left me on read. Read!" MJ shakes her head, grabbing a fork from the plate. She spears a fruit and eats it. "He never does that."

"I know."

"And, speaking of, Cin hasn't been active on the group chat lately. She always at least reacts to our messages." This is a good point. MJ continues. "And that picture of her kissing someone else? That's so… not like her."

Felicia's grip tightens around her knife at the thought of Cindy finding comfort in another body instead of her friends. It is a very un-Cindy-like move if she is doing that, but worse things have come out of break ups. That is pretty bad, though, for Cindy's sake. Definitely not Felicia's.

As if just realizing what she said, MJ sneaks a glance at Felicia before looking away guiltily. Felicia unclenches her jaw and resumes cutting into her order.

At that moment, Felicia's phone dings. She checks on it only to see that Cindy has posted on Instagram. Yes, the only post notifications she has on; it simply makes the most sense when Cindy posts once in a blue moon. Make that six Instagram posts? Automatically, Felicia opens it.

The post itself is nothing out of the ordinary, a shot of the city at night. It blends in with the rest of Cindy's posts of landscapes or books or things-that-are-not-her-face. She swipes to the second image, and smiles, despite the caption. It is strange, though, seeing a solo shot of Cindy instead of a group photo. Felicia likes it.

The bell on the diver's door chimes as more people step in. MJ's eyes widen as she looks past Felicia, and she immediately starts waving. Felicia ignores her, too busy studying the post on her phone until, "Cindy! Over here!"

At that, Felicia whips around, her hair a blur of white. Cindy, in a cream turtleneck and slacks, waves then hurries over. As classy as she's dressed, she's still wearing her raggedy sneakers. She scoots into Felicia's side of the booth. "Hey! What are you guys doing here?"

"Stalking you and P--" MJ says at the same time Felicia hums, "Oh having some breakfast. You?"

"Me too!" Cindy nudges Felicia on the shoulder before turning to MJ. "I need to study for an upcoming test so I was planning on grabbing a bite and going to the library."

To the library while dressed like she's going on a date? Felicia makes eyes with MJ then looks at the turtleneck with renewed suspicion. She resumes eating, casually. "Really? I was thinking of doing the same thing." She really wasn't, didn't have much of a plan for today at all past the emergency meeting with MJ, but who is she to turn down a chance to hang out with Cindy?

To her credit, Cindy doesn't seem the least bit phased. "Great, I'm meeting up with some friends there. I can't wait for you guys to meet."

MJ and Felicia are both studying her now like an art piece. Cindy self-consciously tucks in her hair behind her ear and feigns whatever innocence she needs. If it was a messy breakup, it sure doesn't look like it.

"Anything to do with this supposed girls night of yours?" MJ inquires.

Cindy's eyes comically widen. "What?"

Felicia wordlessly shows her phone to Cindy's latest Instagram caption. Then, the tagged post.

"Oh, that." Cindy laughs nervously. Her eyes flit to Felicia's first, chestnut brown and a little pleading just the way Felicia likes it, before meeting with MJ's. "I forgot to tell you guys I'm single now."

"Oh really." The confirmation seems to send things crashing down around them. Felicia can hardly believe it. Peter and Cindy, who've been together for almost as long as Cindy's joined the friend group, is actually over. History. Recent history, but still history.

This was the couple who everyone but Felicia and MJ swore were gonna get married after university. The definition of campus lovebirds. Felicia and MJ knew, though, the cracks in the facade. They were there to witness it firsthand.

Cindy has spent most of high school in a bunker. Peter has spent most of high school fighting crime. They match in heart, in spirit, in fun, and in what seems like everything else that matters. Once they met, Peter and Cindy getting together seemed like a forgone conclusion. But there's something in the way they had to grow up so much in such little time, how they latched onto each other when they discovered each other's existence, that has always read to Felicia as desperate. Desperate for connection, and maybe for a match. Well, who was she to judge, though she judged them anyways.

"I mean, the way we got together…" Cindy shrugs. "It definitely wasn't the most conventional." MJ hides a snort at that. "And I don't even think I could call it the healthiest either." There was more sex than actual talking, Felicia recalls Cindy mentioning off-handedly.

"We just kind of felt like we hit a wall, so we called it off." Cindy finishes and steals Felicia’s next bite. Felicia lets her, because why not.

"Are you okay?" MJ asks carefully, trying to decipher Cindy's post-breakup mood. Felicia is too, but is so much more subtle about it.

By subtle she means flat out analyzing every twitch of muscle on her face. Cindy's brows scrunch incrementally and, for the first time, Felicia sees a well of sadness behind those eyes. She's been doing a good job masquerading, but it's apparent it still hurts somewhat.

"I've been better," Cindy admits. "But I've been really busy so it hasn't been that bad."

Felicia wonders if Cindy's ever going to mention the kissing and then immediately hopes she won't.

"And the kissing another girl part?" Fucking MJ.

Cindy flushes and tugs her turtleneck up higher. Hmm, suspicious. Nervous tick or hiding something? "Truth or dare?"

How cold her voice is even surprises Felicia. "Feelings, or no."

"No feelings." At that, Cindy sounds certain, her gaze steadily meeting hers. "We were just a bit tipsy, is all."

So that's Cindy's side of the story. Felicia can tell that MJ is itching to hear Peter's now, and so is she. But Cindy's here now and Cindy's single and Cindy's not off limits anymore. Felicia has only ever backed down from getting what she wanted once and this is the chance to remedy that mistake. She's waited long enough. She takes a look at MJ across them, clearly deep in scheming thought. They've waited long enough.

Finishing off the last bit of her order, Felicia smirks. She leans on her elbow and lowers her chin, zeroing in on Cindy. "Wanna just come study at my place?"

In the corner of her eye, she sees MJ straighten. Cindy tilts her head. "I thought we were going to the library to meet my friends?"

"I'm sure they won't mind you flaking for one day," Felicia smoothly reasons. "You hung out with them last night." She coaxes when she sees that Cindy's not convinced, "I have ramen."

"You do?" The automatic perking up is, frankly, adorable. It's laughably easy to bribe Cindy. A tinge of possessive satisfaction coils in her stomach when Cindy agrees.

She knows Cindy's found her attractive since the beginning. They've slept together before, only once and a long time ago, but Felicia's never been the same since. The interest and intrigue in her eyes is back, complete with a beaming grin that blinds. Felicia has been in love with that smile since that night in her apartment: Cindy patching her up with careful hands and delicate words.

They have history. She and Peter are the ones who busted Cindy out of that horrible bunker. She's helped Cindy through a lot and Cindy's helped her even more. And it won't be till Felicia can call Cindy "my girl" safely out loud when she'll truly be satisfied with their relationship.

Felicia looks down at a text from MJ as they go their separate ways. go get her girl

Cindy grabs her hand when she pockets her phone after she replies, giving it a small swing. Felicia pulls her closer relishing the warmth as the biting chill in the air nips at their cheeks. She wonders if there actually is anything beneath the turtleneck. Because if there is, she's afraid she's a little too possessive for that. A little too jealous.

Luckily for them, there isn't.

#go to ao3 for an extra photo:p #jess tag #OUR BRAND! #send me a number 1 100 and i'll write a thing on it #which writes #silkcat #petermj #ask #spotify prompts

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Goodbye - Epilogue (Captain Syverson)

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A/N: I happy cried writing this. I apologize for it’s delay but sincerely hope it was worth the wait. Enjoy! 

If I keep tagging you and you’re not interested or want to be tagged; please let know!

Word Count: 2.1k

Warnings: SO MUCH FLUFF, language, a hint of smut, more fluffy domestic goodness, reference to PTSD

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An arid summer’s eve laid upon them yet a welcoming, cool brisk dispersed through the night’s mellow sky. It was one of those magical July nights, a night that didn’t cause you to swelter miserably. At least not as fast as usual. Y/N gazed up at the array of luminescent stars glistening down on her sighing contently. She eyed the big dipper with ease thinking back to every astrological book she’d homed over the three decades.

Her hand grazed her bulging belly soaking in the last days before her son’s arrival. She leaned her head against the cool cushion contemplating the peaceful the evening. Soon her thoughts drifted to her husband, Sy putting their two miracles, Luna and Oliver to bed. Her eldest, Oliver was the definition of a blessing in disguise. Now her baby was five and the celebration of Luna’s third birthday long past. Where did the time go…every mother greatest fear.

Briefly, Y/N closed her eyes listening to the music laced in the wind. Soon they would be outnumbered, something both of them were slowly coming to terms with. Sy cherished the swell of her belly and the fullness of her breasts secretly wishing for as many kids as humanly possible. 

Y/N, on the other hand figured three was plenty but Sy was a tricky one, a handsomely tricky man who worshipped the ground she walked on. A different man from their initially rocky start. Granted, looking back on the beginning of their relationship left a small twinge in her chest, he’d tried his damndest to make it up to her every day since leaving that hospital.

Sy had gone through hell and back clawing his way from death’s vicious grip. Rehabilitation had kicked his ass but he persevered gradually gaining strength after every tedious therapy session. Needless to say, the last couple years weren’t always roses and butterflies. Oh no, there were times when Sy admitted defeat, yelled in unbridled anger, and genuinely resented the cards he’d been dealt.

But it brought them here together, in this moment, forever thankful of their ever-growing family. And for that she would be infinitely indebted for the rest of her days. Thankfully after two intensive years of non-stop motivation and assistance, the only sign of his accident was a minor limp Y/N found absolutely loveable.

Cicadas pierced the silence as lightning bugs alit to life. Sy’s heavy steps protruded along the wood stripped floors making his way towards his magnificent wife. The swivel of the sliding door popped Y/N’s serene daze. A thunderous voice echoed; “Baby?”

Y/N hummed sensing him approach from behind. His meaty hands met the crook of her neck massaging her swollen shoulders. An uncontrollable exhale escaped her.

“Hey good lookin’.”

His lips brushed against her moisturized skin grazing her collarbone before roaming towards the corner of her lip. Taking his own cue, Sy continued his trail of hot kisses down her chest wavering towards her plump breasts. She moaned in pure bliss.

“If you keep that up, you’re going to send me into labor.”

Sy stopped, a chuckle reverberating from his chest; “Ain’t that a good thing?” His Texas twang was the equivalence of freshly churned butter, a noise so familiar her heart still soared to cloud nine.

Choosing to ignore his sass, Y/N found herself staring upwards at the stars and many constellations. Sy’s large frame settled into the chair beckoning her towards the setta lounge chair. Y/N nodded unwilling to deny her handsome husband a minute longer sliding into his lap. His heat immediately emitted to her core warming every bit of exposed skin.

“I see you made it out in one piece?”

Sy’s massive arms engulfed Y/N’s changing body perching his chin atop her shoulder.

“Hardly! If I have to read Uni the Unicorn one more damn time I might have to be committed.”

Y/N jokingly slapped his shoulder; “Oh c’mon. You love seeing Luna’s beaming smile or else you wouldn’t give in to her every night.”

“Sure, she’s cute now but wait til she’s datin.”

“Nope, nope. She’s still gonna be my sweetie.”

Sy considered his wife’s words coming to a conclusion that she was shamelessly right. His girls had him tightly wound around their fingers. He wasn’t your average fool, no he was now a family man fool. If someone told him this is where his life path would’ve led him, he’d have blatantly laughed in their face but now he saw no other future than the one right in front of him. The numerous doctors and therapists saved his life but Y/N truly revived him from the perverse melancholy of PTSD.

The woman who hung the moon, balanced his universe, the woman who miraculously gave life to two healthy children, and the woman he once stupidly shoved aside. That was in the past and for the first time in his life, Sy looked forward to the future, their future.

Together they sat tangled as one listening to nature’s melody. After leaving the city, they’d purchased ten acres ready to rear their children outside of hectic city living.

“Baby, have I told you I love you today? Because if not shame on me.”

“Only bout a million times but who’s counting.”

His arms draped around her waist tenderly rubbing her jutting stomach.

“God, you are so fucking sexy like this.”

“Like what? Bloated and gassy?”

Her sarcasm was undeniable.

“No, horny and swollen with my child.”

“Man, you really know how to get my hormones raging….”

“Seriously babe, I love seeing pregnant. It’s incredibly hot. Bigger boobs, higher sex drive, these curves, I mean who would complain?”

“Ha ha. Well, that makes one of us because I feel like a whale.”

Syverson didn’t miss a beat; “But a very sexy whale.”

“Kids go down easy?”

“If by easy you mean fifteen minutes of reading with light back rubbing, and a fight over that squirrel night light, then yes, they went down easy.”

“Thank you for the peace and quiet. Sincerely.”

“Anything for you, baby.”

“Any more thought on what to name bubba here?”

Y/N caressed her belly protectively searching for catchy names.

“What about… Henry?”

Sure enough, Y/N nodded liking the ring of it; “Henry Syverson. Sounds pretty awesome if I do say so myself.”

He held her jaw lightly guiding her to face him admiring the sparkle in her eyes.

“Well cowgirl, I can’t wait to meet him.”

“I can’t believe we’re about to be outnumbered.”

Her pulse accelerated at the terrifying notion alone but Sy remained calm, cool, and collected.

“Y/N, we’ve got this. You and me, together. We’ve mastered two already, what’s one more?”

Her newfound nerves evaporated. Y/N squirmed trying to stretch her sleepy bones. A sensational moan flowed from his lips. So, Y/N repeated her previous movement wiggling her hips for full effect.

“Darlin, that feels fucking fantastic.”

“Mmm, yeah?

Taking charge Y/N kissed him sliding her tongue along his lower lip. With every passing second the intensity skyrocketed; Y/N passionately kissed him. Syverson devoured her like a man starved deepening the connection. Breathy pants circulated around the air. Before Sy could enunciate another vowel, his zipper was down and Y/N palming his hardening dick. He was damn glad he married a minx. His head back launched against the cushion at the sensation coursing through his veins. Y/N made quick work unbuttoning his pant clasp tugging the offensive material below his knees.

Sy’s fingers danced over her hips clutching at the sheer nightie. Silently taking his cue, Y/N raised to her knees giving him full access. Sy didn’t hesitate ripping the material watching her round breasts shimmer underneath the moonlight.

“God baby. You are gorgeous.”

“And to think you almost passed all this up.”

His laugh was hesitant thinking back on his former idiotic actions. Y/N allowed him a couple seconds of consolation before snapping him out of his self-hatred inner monologue. Her hand gripped his chin forcing his gaze; “Don’t do that, honey. Our past is what saved us. You are the only man for me.”  

He plunged two fingers into her soaked pussy jolting her system. Her hips moved as Y/N fucked herself atop him. Sy watched on in awe basking in marvel.

“Fuck, sweetheart. I gotta be inside you. Now.” Choking out the final word Sy knew he wouldn’t last long at this rate. He teased her clit rubbing his bulging tip teasingly along her most sensitive part. Y/N slid down his thick cock relishing in his fullness.

Every push and pull succumbed to a harder thrust. Sy held on for dear life losing himself in her sweet essence. Fireworks sparked beneath her lids as Sy pulsated within her velvety walls. Underneath the stars, two lovers made love uninterrupted for as long as the darkness lingered. Two mind- blowing orgasms later, two lovers remained intertwined and imperfectly in love.

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“Mommy! Dada!”

Little feet pattered down the hallway nearing with every step. Y/N’s lids were sleep heavy enveloped by muscular arms.

“The rascals are awake and on the prowl.”

“Too awake. It’s Sunday! The day definition of rest.”

“Not when you have kids, hon.”

“Quick! Kiss me before the barge in.”

Sy leaned closer admiring his wife’s morning beauty sealing the deal. Milliseconds later their bedroom door burst open as two little people climbed the chest located at the foot of the bed. Grinning smiles in tow, Oliver and Luna snuggled towards their drowsy parents. Oliver landing atop Sy’s bare chest and Luna snuggled Y/N’s welcoming bosom.

“Mama! You pretty.”

Y/N grinned at her beautiful baby girl wondering just where the little baby she gave birth to went. Her heart ached wanting to memorize every last detail.

Sy’s booming bravado could awaken an entire hotel spinning her kids into endless giggles.  

“Good morning my cubs!”

“Daddy, we’re not cubs!”

“To me you are.”

Y/N shot him a glare; Sy joined in breaking into a fit of laughter; “Who’s hungry?!”

“Me!”

“Me, me, daddy!”

Jumping up and down, they were ready to greet the day bushy-eyed and energetic. Momma was in serious need of a strong cup of peppermint tea.

“But first lemme kiss baby Hen.”

Too distracted by husband caressing her loving belly, Y/N sighed at the newly created nickname.

“Hen, huh?”

His magnetic eyes travelled to hers; “You like?”

“So much. But let’s address the real elephant in the room… What’s for breakfast?”

Oliver continued jumping as Luna squirmed in Sy’s strong arms.

“Daddy! Daddy!”

Y/N feigned coyly suppressing her glee; “Hmm, I’m thinkin…...WAFFLES!!”

“My favvvvorite!!”  

Shuffles of tiny feet waddled echoing down the hallway. Sy placed a loving kiss on her forehead; “Take your time sweetheart. I’ll watch the monsters.”

“You’re a godsend.”

“Only for my girl.”

Heavy footsteps followed suit. As much as Y/N treasured the last few months of pregnancy. With that being said she was more than ready to greet her bundle of joy. Out of nowhere a pain shot through her spine down to her pelvis knocking the wind from Y/N.

“Ouch...” She rubbed her stomach; “Hungry little man?”

Again, another kick radiated her body. Y/N ventured forward heading towards the loud noise coming from the kitchen.

Splash. Glancing down, Y/N noticed a puddle between her legs staring wide-eyed; “Shit, shit, shit!”

A dull ache riveted feeling overwhelming pressure on her uterus. Warm liquid dripped down her inner thighs. This could only mean one thing; show time.

“Sy!”

No response.

“Syverson! Get your cute butt up here! NOW.”

Sy magically appeared out of breath, concern written all over his face; “What? What’s wrong, sweetheart?”

With her contraction temporarily paused her brain was able to formulate words; “I uh, believe my water just broke.”

“Holy shit.”

“Language, damnit!”

Sy threw her a stern spirited look; “Hi, Pot. I’m Kettle.”

“Hush it and make yourself useful. Suitcase is in the hall closet by the front door. I’m gonna grab my slippers. Meet you in a jiffy.”

An arm reached for Y/N; “Ah, ah. Not so fast. I moved them two days ago. I had this weird feeling buggin me and well, ya.”

Taking a deep hearty breath, Y/N collected her impulsive thoughts; “Okay, let’s’ get the littles buckled and do this, baby.”

“One sec.”

Locked in his hug, Sy wanted to remember every detail of Y/N, just like this, in the home they built and the family they were blessed with. Words were no longer necessary. But just as quickly, another wave of contractions hit Y/N sending her hurling over.

“Okay, moment over. Let’s get the show on the road.”

And just like that the once too painful burdens Syverson lugged with him the past years vanished never questioning his luck and life again eternally grateful to the woman who simply said I do.

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You Smell So Good [ Lee Felix - Stray Kids]

Pairing : Felix x Reader

Genre : Fluff

Word count : 1324

I hope you'll like this little something ! i haven't posted here in ages but i'm finally done with uni so i'll definitely have more time to write !

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" Hey Y/N...do you have plans for this weekend?”

“Hey Felix” you smiled “I don't, why ?” You chuckled, putting your math copybook in your backpack.

“Hum I was just wondering if-” He started.

“If you wanted to come with us at Hyunjin's”. Said Jisung, his best friend, slapping Felix on the butt.

“Yeah why not! When is it?”

“Saturday night 'til Sunday” Jisung replied, winking at you “Just the 6 of us, having fun...”

“Okay I'll come, See you later guys!”

You took your backpack and waved at them before leaving the classroom.

As soon as you left, Felix pushed Jisung.

“Dude! Are you serious?! I was going to ask your out!”

“I know but you looked so pathetic I had to do something for your own good” the boy replied, softly laughing

“You're an asshole...”

“I know baby”

Felix took his bag and left the classroom, followed by his best friend.

They were walking with Hyunjin to the convenience store to buy things for the weekend.

" So, what do we need?” Asked Hyunjin, pushing the cart

“Snacks, ramyeon, instant rice and alcohol...” Said Jisung, putting bags of potato chips in the cart.

“By the way, Y/N is coming” continued Jisung, which instantly made Felix blush

“Really”

“Yup, I invited her! Felix was too scared to do it”

“I wanted to but he came and humiliated me!” Said the youngest, hitting Jisung’s arm

“Anyways...no one cares about who invited her” cut Hyunjin rolling his eyes

“Yeah, the important info is that she’ll be here ~ I can't wait!” Continued Jisung

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" Where is that damn shoe?! You screamed as you were finishing to get ready for the little party at Hyunjin’s.

After 15 minutes of intense research, you finally found it under your bed and put it on before taking your bag.

You looked at yourself in the mirror one last time and exited your house.

Hyunjin’s place wasn’t actually far from your house so you could go by foot.

A few minutes later, you arrived and rung the bell.

Jinsung opened the door.

"Hey! You're here! GUYS Y/N IS HERE!”

Chan exclaimed the moment you entered in the house.

“Hey guys!” You smiled, grabbing the red cup Jisung was handing you.

“Wow this is really good!” You stated, drinking a little bit of the blue drink.

“You like it? I made it, it’s a special mix!” He bragged, causing Felix to roll his eyes.

Suddenly, one of your favorite song started playing, you put the cup down and walked towards the living room, where Hyunjin and two other girls were dancing.

“I love that song! Who wants to dance?” You asked,

Felix and Jisung looked at each other, as if they were in a competition.

“Me!” They exclaimed at the same time.

The three of you started to dance together.

Felix was in front of you, your hand was on his shoulder while Jisung was behind your, his hand on your hip and his head on your shoulder.

Felix was pissed off. Jisung was his best friend but he kept on flirting with you while he knew he had a crush on you.

You were beautiful, Felix knew a lot of people liked you but Jisung already had a "girlfriend"...In fact, Mina wasn't really is girlfriend...they were more like friends with benefits, even though Felix was pretty sure Mina had very strong feelings for Jisung.

A few hours later, the mood was still up and you were looking for something fun to do.

Felix was just chilling with Hyunjin because Hyunjin was god-knows-where and he didn't want to go look for him.

You were really drunk, you knew it though, so you weren’t totally wasted.

You were going to the kitchen to drink some water when a hand grabbed your wrist and pulled you.

You landed on a totally wasted Jisung's lap.

“Heeeeey youuu ~” He said smiling like an idiot.

“I think you're drunk Jisung!” You laughed because you were too.

“Wooow since when do you have freckles??? Wait. imma count’em…” He slurred, approaching his finger from your face

“wait do I have freckles?” you replied, not being able to think straight

He started to count your imaginary freckles really seriously and you cracked up because he was actually really cute.

“You know you ...are... really cute. I love how you dress too…I wanted to tell you buuuut..oh butt hihi butt!” You said, feeling your head spinning

He kissed your forehead.

“You’re a bit too high”

He kissed your nose.

“Still too high...”

The moment he pecked your lips, Felix entered the kitchen with Mina and Hyunjin.

Felix was mad. He grabbed your hand and led your upstairs.

“Waaait …Lee Felix what are you doing??? Okay slow down I’m gonna be sick”

“Shhh!” he simply replied

He pushed you in one of the bedrooms and closed the door.

“You're so annoying! Why are you like that? Don't you see that he just doesn't care about you like I do?? Gosh I hate this...” he complained

You lied on the bed, ready to fall asleep

“Huh?”

“Ugh…nothing…just forget it.”

He sat on the bed next to you.

“I know you're drunk and probably not even listening to me but...” He started

You took the end of his shirt and started to play with it which made him softly chuckle.

“-but I just wanna say that I really like you, even if you like Jisung more or don't like me at all, I just wanted you to know that...”

You stayed silent and kept playing with his clothes like a child.

“Yeah...as expected you're not even listening...”

He was about to stand up when you said seriously:

“I like you Felix…”

He literally froze in place and turn around.

“Huh?? what did you just say??”

You were talking really slowly

“I said: I like you Felix at least I think I do”

“Are you serious though???”

“you're nice and funny...Jisung is nice too...and cute…I think he kissed me earlier…”

“Yes... he did.”

“Oh…but why though? Because I like you not him.”

“Because you're totally adorable and pretty...and since he knows I've had a crush on you since middle school, he wanted to piss me off...and he succeed.”

“You had a crush on me all this time? That's cute.”

you stopped to think about what you wanted to say.

“I guess I kind of had a crush on you too at some point...like, last year when we were next to each other in English class? Every time we had to work together, I would feel my heart beat faster.”

Felix was shaking, a drunk Y/N was "confessing" to him in Jisung's parent’s bedroom at 1:26 am.

You were talking as if Felix wasn’t even here

“Or you know when we did a giant "spin the bottle" game in p.e class in 8th grade and you had to kiss this girl, I don’t even remember her name…? I didn't leave because I went to the bathroom. I was just jealous... And when you performed the school drama with Chaeyoung, I wished so bad I was her…you know I like you a lot but I will never admit it…because at school all these guys hit on me every day but in fact I've never had a boyfriend in my life...and I secretly wish you would be my first...you know…”

Felix was probably smiling like an idiot.

You two kept silent for a long moment and when Felix talked again, you didn’t answer.

“Y/N? Oh she’s sleeping...I should leave then.”

He stood up but you grabbed his hand.

“Can you…stay? It's cold…” you whispered

“Sure.”

He took off his jacket and laid down next to you.

You snuggled up against him and put your head in the crook of his neck.

-You smell...so good…

Felix was so happy that he felt like his heart would explode. It was probably the best day of his life.

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Choose Your Glucose Guardian! (Ushijima Wakatoshi Ver.)

This is part one of a seven part series based on some of the Haikyuu! Captains.

This was originally posted on my Ao3 here: link

Minor spoiler-ish? Mentions a timeskip! team.

That’s all, enjoy!!

You don’t even know how you got here. You were in bed, in a really really oversized shirt with nothing under it. But no, nothing had happened prior to that. You were snuggled up to none other than Japan's volleyball ace, Ushijima Wakatoshi. A movie was playing in the background, probably The Princess Diaries for the nth time during the week. It was a normal occurrence, at night you would find yourself in one of his jerseys or snuggly shirts that were at least 2 times bigger than you, snuggled up to him watching the same damn movie or some other teen flick until who knows what hour.

He would fall asleep faster than you would, but you wouldn't have it any other way this way, you could stare at him lovingly without having to hide it. This way you could admire his peaceful features in contrast to how cold and stoic he looks when he is awake. He doesn't snore, but sometimes you'd catch him sleep talking about volleyball if you're lucky enough. When that would happen you would giggle and smile at what you would hear. But then again, you shouldn't be feeling this way at all…

After all, these were against unspoken rules…

The unspoken rules of being a sugar baby

Yes, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Ace of the Schwieden Adlers, was your sugar daddy.

Yet why did you feel this way?

Maybe it was the way he held you close, like you were something to protect. Or it was in the way he actually smiled when he was with you. Was it the fact that he wasn’t much older than you either? He was only 27 and you were 21, not much of an age difference there and that made you bond, you could say, even closer.

Another thing is that Ushijima would never do anything you wouldn’t consent to. He knew his boundaries and knew how to respect your space. In fact, he was more of a friend at this point than someone who was supposed to be spoiling you nonstop. He just appreciated your company while you loved his company. You didn’t need fancy gifts or anything lavish, you honestly just wanted him. You, if you were to consider him as a friend, really wanted to take things to the next level.

But then, who were you to be anything but a plaything to get bored of? You were just a university student, an art student at that. You were just an expressive mess who was in love with someone who truly isn’t yours. You weren’t poor, in fact, you had a stable internship at an art gallery and your boss says you would make it big someday. You sell cute art and it's fun and fulfilling, so why were you in this situation.

It was another day at an art fair, but this art fair was somewhat different. You weren’t at some anime convention or anything like that, you were selling your original art at a local art fair. You were all dressed up as this took place at a fancy gallery. It was fun, but then this was sort of a test of how much you would sell. You were honestly scared, since this could be a stepping stone to becoming a recognized artist.

Some people had bought your art pieces and it made you happy, you didn’t really know how to price things at first, but your art teacher at your uni had helped you throughout the whole process, in fact, they were the reason you were here now. You were seated at your table, taking a break from talking to all these people when you were approached by a red haired man who seemed to be in the same age group as you.

Woah, that's cool, wish I was this big at that age… you thought to yourself.

He smiled at you when you met each other's eyes, “Excuse me, but would you happen to know the artist of these paintings?”

He was pointing in the direction of your most prized painting, the most expensive one at that. It was your definition of love at that time, a whimsical, beautiful thing.

You nodded, “Yes, that would be me.”

He smiles a little shocked, “Woah that's cool, how old are you? Aren’t you too young to be here?”

You knew he was joking as you both laughed, “For the record, I’m 20. So no, I don’t think I'm that young to be here.”

He nods in respect, “I’m Tendou, Tendou Satori. I’m actually asking about the painting for a friend.”

“(l/n) (y/n). If I may ask, who is willing to buy my painting?”

“I am.” A deep voice says sending shivers down your spine.

You looked behind you to see a tall man who seemed to be the same age as Tendou. And as much as you hate to admit it, he was really good looking.

You learned when talking to him that he was Ushijima Wakatoshi, and the Ace of Japan’s men's volleyball team. Soon enough he asked you to make him another painting… but that didn’t go that well at first.

Some things had happened and your family disowned you completely as you shifted to a full time art major. You argued with them constantly recently as they never supported you… And I guess going to local art fairs proved that you would not listen to them… so a few days later you were disowned. You didn’t know what to do, but you did have enough money for now, to last through the semester.

Eventually however, you had to call Ushijima to tell him about how you would not be able to produce his painting anytime soon. He had been talking to you for a while now, about mundane things like your lives. He thought you were a breath of fresh air and that was when he suggested it.

You were hesitant at first, but he reassured you that he would never do anything that you didn’t like. So you agreed to his somewhat proposal.

So just like that, it's been a year since that has happened. In all honesty, you could walk away from all of this now as you can stand on your own feet and all that. But Ushijima wouldn't let you go. He would always say that he wanted you to stay with him until you finished college at least or he would make other excuses.

You just wish he would do that out of the fact that he wanted to love you for you, and not because you were some fragile girl.

That night, you couldn’t take it any longer. Your thoughts piling up and eating at you were causing you to think of crazy things, so in the middle of the night, you left his house. You wandered out in his old shirt and some leggings as it was a cold night. You brought your phone but put it on airplane mode so you could listen to music. It was going to be a rough night for sure…

Ushijima stirred awake to find you missing from his arms. He was extremely worried. He tried calling you and giving you some time, but as 30 minutes passed and you didn’t answer, he couldn’t take it anymore, he had to find you. He heard you crying a few nights ago, and he wondered why. He thought that he might not be giving you enough art supplies or something, but he wanted you to tell him. So he hinted these things at you through the way Tendou had taught him.

He was honestly sick of this no feelings and strings attached relationship. He truly wanted to love you, but he was scared that you didn’t see him as anything more than a person to talk to, or dare he say it, a friend. He called up Tendou to help him and his friend sighed over the phone saying; “You better make her your girlfriend after this or I’m going to make her my sugar baby.”

That was enough of a push for him to find you and do what's right.

It was getting late, and both males had no hint of where you had gone. They had checked almost everywhere. That’s until Ushijima had realized that there would be a place you would 100% be in, the art gallery where you first met. It would be open until this time as it was open 24/7… plus, you interned there. He sent a text to Tendou to meet him there as he ran over to the place. And there you were, headphones in, about to enter the building. He came up to you and enveloped you into a hug, a hug that made you feel loved.

“Be mine.” He says as your eyes widen.

You’ve never felt so happy in your entire life, and with that, you shared a kiss under the moonlight.

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