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ctrl-lupin · 8 months
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These men killed three people tonight.
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jadeylovesmarvelxo · 4 months
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Part 3 to the fwb series.
You leave Eddie feeling a little blue after your last encounter... In more ways than one. Wayne visits and Eddie finds out distressing news...
18+ only. Minors shoo!
Angst ahead 🖤
Eddie had spent the weekend after your visit unbelievably cranky, horny and on edge. His argument with Chrissy had resulted in her storming out. "I'm not coming back this time Eddie, I mean it" she warned him.
Was it bad that he was really struggling to care? All Eddie could think of quite frankly, was you. After you left there was a sick feeling in his gut, some weird ache in his chest that he hadn't felt before.
Whatever it was he didn't like it. Not one fucking bit. Even strumming along on his guitar was no comfort and that always helped when he was feeling out of sorts.
He jolts out of his by a knock on the door, it'd probably Chrissy he sighs and signals for her to come in, dreading the argument that's sure to follow.
Turns out that it isn't Chrissy, it's his Uncle Wayne who's holding a casserole dish full of macaroni cheese and sets it on the table.
Eddie greets his uncle with a wave, his uncle merely nods then promptly cuffs him around the head, Eddie yelps and his eyes widen.
"What the fuck old man?" Wayne glares at him, he looks disappointed and Eddie hasn't seen that look in a long time. It makes him feel like he's a kid again, or an unruly teenager.
"Sorry boy, you know I love you but you deserved that. Had a long chat with that lovely girl who's dating Joanthan, Nancy Wheeler'' Wayne pauses to glance at Eddie and make sure he's listening.
'Now you wanna tell me why you're stringing along some poor girl, hurt her real bad Nancy said" Eddie grows flustered, runs his hands through his hair and wilts under Wayne's stern gaze.
"It was just a friends with benefits type thing, I made that clear Uncle Wayne" his uncle cocks an eyebrow and settles at the rickety old table, that Eddie has been meaning to fix for a while.
"Right, and you never gave her false hope I take it?" Eddie opens his mouth to say something, then closes it and shuts up. ''That's what I thought boy" his uncle shakes his head.
"She left. We aren't together anymore" he tries to explain, doesn't dare mention what happened a few days ago. Wayne begins to dish out the macaroni cheese and two beers, sets the meal and the drinks down on the table.
"That's not the point son, the point is I raised you better than to be such an asshole to a lady. Same goes for Chrissy, that shit ain't working Eddie so you need to do the right thing"
Eddie slumps down on the chair and nods feeling suitably chastised. Begins to shove forkfuls of his Uncle's delicious mac and cheese in his mouth but his Uncle's next words stop him in his tracks.
"Suppose you'll be happy to know that you won't be bothered by that ex anymore. Yn is it? Heard she's on a date with some hot shot tonight" Wayne shrugs and looks to Eddie, who's mouth has went suddenly dry.
"She's on a date?" he asks just to make sure he's heard right, Uncle Wayne nods and he suddenly doesn't feel hungry anymore.
"It's not to late to fix things son" Wayne claps him on the shoulder, gives his a sympathetic look. Suddenly, the knee jerk reaction to saying to himself that he doesn't care isn't working so much anymore.
...
He doesn't know why he drives to your house, he's sure he's just being a fucking martyr... Or an idiot.
Still it doesn't take long before he's knocking on your door, shielding himself from the wind and rain.
You answer and don't look happy to see him, his heart sinks and he's beginning to realise how badly he's fucked up.
"Wayne said you had a date" he says to you and you nod, don't give anything else away.
"Why are you here Munson?" Munson not Eddie, he doesn't know what to say, he's scrambling for something, anything to think of.
"I messed up, I'm sorry sweetheart" you pause, clearly you weren't expecting Eddie to outright apologise, show up at your door.
"Apology accepted, but it's too late Eddie. You hurt me so many times, dangled hope in front of me that we could be more, then you swept it away. You didn't care when I left so why should I care that you're here now"
He growls frustrated, wants you to so desperately understand that he's sorry, that he knows he fucked up.
"I'm sorry okay? I don't want to lose you alright. I admit that now" he watches as tears pool in your eyes, you immediately chase them away and steel yourself.
"You already have lost me Eddie" your voice shakes but it doesn't stop you from closing the door on Eddie's face.
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mlmxreader · 2 years
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My Boyfriend | Corinthian x trans!m!reader
Anonymous asked: “What your mouth when you speak to me”
Corinthian x trans male reader
Corinthian meets his boyfriend’s ex partner and in the most passive aggressive way ever tells the ex to watch himself
And maybe murderer him for his boyfriend
summary: Corinthian doesn't let anyone talk shit about you, not to your face, but especially not behind your back.
tws: mentions of murder and violence, swearing, little bit of praising
It was difficult for Corinthian to control his urges, to stop himself from collecting when he wanted to do nothing else, but with you at his side, he could at least pretend like he had things even a little bit under control; killing was too pleasurable to ever deny, and he never wanted to miss an opportunity for it. Not once, not even if it meant potentially missing out on something else; but even though it was difficult for him to control his urges to kill, when you were at his side it wasn't so bad. Just one smile from you and he forgot about those urges for the next ten minutes. Pressing yourself into his side gave him another twenty. A kiss meant an hour. If you bit and sucked at his neck, he was butter in a hot pan. Still, there were times when those urges came in more than handy.
Like now, as he glared at your ex boyfriend, who had approached you and said some more than unkind things about you; things about what you were like in a relationship, about your past. His breathing picked up a little, and he dared to sling his arm across your ex boyfriend's shoulder, laughing softly.
"Watch your mouth when you speak to me," he started, "especially if you're gonna talk about my boyfriend."
Your ex gawked, looking at you for a moment but you were more than happy and ignorant as you talked to a friend of yours from your college years; showing off how far you had both come and catching up the way old and close friends always did.
"Nah, dude, it's not like that," your ex stuttered. "C'mon. You gotta admit that-"
"Let me tell you something," Corinthian replied, shaking his head, his grin never leaving him, "that guy over there? The one you're so keen on talking about? That's my boyfriend. No one fucks with my boyfriend. No one tells me that my boyfriend isn't who he says he is - especially not some two pence brainless idiot like you... so shut your mouth, because if you don't, I'll show you exactly what I mean when I say that I need to engage in homicidal behaviour on a massive scale."
"Alright, fine, Jesus," your ex scoffed, shaking his head and grumbling a little as he pulled away from the Corinthian and frowned. "Fucking weirdo."
You noticed your ex leave, and hung your head, muttering to your friend about how you didn't exactly want to be around him; he had always been unkind about your transition, even if you had ended things on a good note to begin with, and you didn't want to hear anything that he had to say. Still, when the Corinthian approached and put his hand between your shoulder blades, gently kissing your temple, even your friend noticed you relax and become a little bit more comfortable. They smiled, and said that they would be back with drinks in a moment.
"He won't bother you anymore, puppy," Corinthian told you gently. "I'm gonna make sure of it."
"You're gonna kill him," you mumbled, just loud enough for him to hear. "Aren't you?"
"If you give me permission," he nodded. Although, he would do so without your say anyway; he always did find that when they deserved it, killing mortals was always more fun and more pleasurable, he could even make a little game out of it. Some enrichment to keep him going for a while. "I'll do it the second you're at home."
"Fuck it," you shrugged. "He's a cunt anyway."
Corinthian couldn't help but to grin, so goddamn happy that you would be willing to let him have this one; sure, he never brought you along to his collecting, and he never really spoke to you about it. But you knew when he had said that he needed to keep returning video tapes that something was wrong, and he had been honest about it the second you asked; he even showed you what he did with the eyes he collected.
"Atta boy," he praised softly, quietly, knowing how much his southern accent and that country twang made you yearn for his touch when he used it to praise you. "Y'know, if you're good, I'll put the Mötley Crüe CD on in the car, and we can find somewhere quiet. We can go somewhere a little more private."
You bit at the inside of your lip, nodding as you swallowed thickly. "That a promise?"
"You let me kill your ex," he replied, "and I will give you anything as long as you behave tonight."
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tuulikannel · 3 years
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Development of Karushuu with incorrect quotes
(some of these are possibly done before, but they're part of the story, so... sorry?)
Karma: Hi, I'm Akabane Karma. And you are? Gakushuu, thinking: *questioning my sexuality*
Karma: My love language is being irritating. Karma: *proceeds to annoy Gakushuu*
Gakushuu: You're really campaigning for Asshole of the Year, aren't you? Karma: As the defending champion, are you nervous?
Gakushuu: I'm not looking for trouble. Karma: What a horrible way to live.
Gakushuu: I feel bad for whoever is going to end up with you. Karma: It’s too early for self-pity Gakushuu: ...what? Karma: what?
Ren: Why are you claiming you're not interested in anyone? We all know you’re in love with him. Gakushuu: I am not in love with Akabane, shut up! Ren: I never said who. Gakushuu: ... Gakushuu: Fuck, ok, hold on, listen here-
Karma: Just to clarify Karma: Is this considered fighting or flirting? Gakushuu: My hands are literally around your neck. Karma: ... Karma: You know that tells me nothing right?
Gakushuu, thinking of Karma: it’s like a game of Fuck, Marry, Kill, and he’s all three.
3-E and 3-A are playing truth or dare: Gakushuu: Truth or dare? Karma: Truth Gakushuu: I dare you to kiss me Karma: *leaning in for a kiss* Ha, you better believe I'm not about to lose to you, ace-kun The rest of class A: The rest of class E: What the hell, he didn't even choose dare
Gakushuu: I’m in love with you. Karma: We called off the prank war last night at midnight, idiot. Gakushuu: I know. Karma: Ah. Okay. Um. Cool. Neat. Very cool. Cool. Cool. Coolcoolcool-
Gakushuu: Akabane, your legs look great in those jeans. Karma: You should see me without them ;) Gakushuu: Gakushuu: Why, and how, would you take off your legs? Karma: ...you're misunderstanding on purpose, aren't you? Gakushuu: Don't be grammatically vague if you don't like that.
Gakushuu: You know, Ren gives his girlfriend flowers every other day. It'd be nice if you did that too sometimes... Karma: ok *the next day* Karma: *gives Ren's (current) girlfriend flowers* Ren's girlfriend: ??? Karma: I don't know, I'm confused as well (Gakushuu, to Ren who's mad about Karma hitting on his girl: Did he misunderstand on purpose or is he really that dumb? I don't even know)
Gakushuu: Karma, can you do something for me? Karma: I would literally cover up a murder for you, plant my DNA at the scene, and take the blame for the crime. Gakushuu: Great. Can you do the dishes? Karma: No.
Karma, on the phone: Nagisa, can I come over right now? Nagisa: Why? Karma: Shuu is passive-aggressively doing the dishes he asked me to do yesterday Karma: this ship isn’t safe anymore
Gakushuu: Why is there a tube of wasabi in the shower? Karma: Oh, that's just my shower wasabi.
Gakushuu, walking into the kitchen: Is something burning? Karma, leaning seductively on the counter: Just my love and desire for you. Gakushuu: Gakushuu: I can see the fire on the stove behind you.
Gakushuu: Hey, I was just wondering... what would you do if I broke up with you? Karma: I would go back to my ex. Gakushuu: Gee, thanks. I see I mean a lot to you. It’s over. Karma: Hey, wanna go out? Gakushuu: Go with your ex. Karma: You are my ex.
Gakushuu: Karma and I- Gakuhou: Are getting married!? Gakushuu: No, we- Gakuhou, pulling out a giant binder: Sit down. I’ve planned out the entire thing.
Gakushuu: I was attracted to you first. Karma: I kissed you first. Gakushuu: Only cause I told you to. And I said I loved you first. Karma: *gets down on one knee* I proposed first. Gakushuu: Well, I... wait whAT.
At the wedding: priest: you may now kiss Karma's mother: *looks at her husband* we did good Karma's father: damn right we did Karma's mother: *starts crying * sorry it’s just- Gakuhou: *tearing up too* they grow so fast Karma's mother: *full on bawling* I know, I know Karma to Gakushuu: ...what exactly do they think they did?
Karma: Have you given any additional thought to killing our parents? Gakushuu: ...Karma, don't.... Karma: I'm just rather fond of the idea. Gakushuu: Could we please just enjoy our honeymoon without plotting patricide? Karma: Don't marry an assassin if you can't handle a little bit of murder before breakfast
Karma: We need more excitement in our lives Gakushuu: Being married to you is all the excitement I can handle.
Nagisa: So how's it going, being a father? Karma: Better than I thought it would. I didn't expect this much crying, though. Nagisa: Don't worry, it's normal with babies. Karma: What? The baby's fine. I was talking about Shuu. Gakushuu, sobbing in the nursery: I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!
Karma: I'm sneaking broccoli into the mac and cheese so the children don't know they're eating vegetables. That's what being an adult is all about. Helping children... through lies. Gakushuu: Well, it's not just the children. I've been sneaking vegetables into your food for years now. Since even before we got married. Karma: What?!
Teacher: Your child was in a fight. Karma & Gakushuu: Did they win?
random person: The way you two bicker, one could think you're an old married couple! Gakushuu: We are an old married couple. Karma: Did you just call us old?
Gakushuu: What’s the point of being old if you can’t beleaguer the young with your vast stories of wisdom? their grandchild: What’s the point of being young if you can’t ignore all the advice? Karma: That's my girl. :)
(I was supposed to do stuff. Then I started working on my wips. And then I started doing this. Procrastination on procrastination. Go me.)
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vanillann · 4 years
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steps of falling in love (draco malfoy x f.reader)
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step 4: learn about your prospect
"I'm not going with you."
I rolled my eyes, letting my back fall on the wooden door behind me with my hand still gracefully on the handle.
"If you want Kline you have to know Kline," I felt like a broken record at this point.
"She's a girl, can't be that hard."
I was seconds away from beating him to the floor if he didn't stop with his nasty comments.
"She's Melody Kline, she's impossible and that's why she is the only Slytherin not in an arranged marriage beside you."
I watched his eyes roll to the back of his head, finally pushing off the large desk with another stolen book in his hand.
"If anyone asked, Snape told me to tutor you," he muttered the words quickly, slipping out the room without daring to let his shoulder brush against mine.
"More like I'm tutoring you," I whisper more so to myself, but based on how face he turned around he must have heard.
He said nothing about my words, simply pushing open the door to the corridors of the castle. His fingers lingered on the door but not longer enough for me to slip through.
I rolled my eyes, pushing open the door and running to keep up with him. His feet brought him to the edge of the courtyard before he stopped. I stood beside him, looking over the different heads that sat around the courtyard.
"Morning (Y/N)," I spun on my feet, looking at a happy Neville as he waved to me. I smiled happily back.
"Morning Longbottom, how's potions going for ya?"
"Better, thank you for helping me write that paper," I watched his eyes drift to Malfoy who watched both closely. I turned back, Malfoy eyes watched Neville and I liked a crazy documentary.
"What are you doing with Malfoy?" Neville spoke softly but by the face Malfoy made he still overheard him.
"I'm helping him study for Defense," I whispered softly out but I felt a swift poke to my back, looking over my shoulder but ignoring his glare. I turned back to Neville but Malfoy cut him off.
"I'm helping her in potions," Malfoy coughed out, his head held high before Neville spoke.
"She has the top grade out of all Hufflepuff's, everyone knows that."
I smirked to myself, looking up at Neville who gave me a sweet smile and left to join Dean Thoman across the courtyard.
"You should have told me about potions," was the first thing Malfoy whispered-yelled to me as I turned to look at him with a sweet smile.
"You didn't ask," I caught sight of Melody's black curls walking across the courtyard with a few other Slytherin's and a Ravenclaw.
"Evil, you're evil," he muttered as I moved his arm, his jumping when I grabbed his black suit and pulled him into a near-by bush.
"Not my style," I spoke gently, keeping a close eye on Kline as she took a seat on one of the stone benches.
"This is incredibly creepy Kennedy," Malfoy barked out from behind me, I finally let go of his suit as I looked back to KIine and ignored his whining.
"Why can't I just go up and speak to her?"
I turned from Kline and sat on the dirt below up, giving Malfoy a deadpanned look as I went to explain why his idea sucked.
"Because you mess up with one word with Kline and it's over."
He said nothing, his stone cold eyes looking to me as if I just ruined his dreams of such.
"Why didn't you tell me about potions?"
I rolled my eyes, sitting on my tip-toes and turning to look back at Kline who was giggling with a Slytherin, someone Ky was going to have to keep an eye on to find their humor.
"Seriously, you made me look like an idiot," he whispered directly into my ear, which brought shivers to my spine with how close he seemed. As soon as he noticed he backed up, his expression was neutral as I looked at him.
"I told you, you didn't ask and the truth is nobody cares as much as you think that you're seen with me," I barked out, making sure to keep my voice quiet as we still hid in a bush.
"You don't understand-" he stopped himself, saying nothing as he looked over my shoulder and looked to Kline. I looked back, his face barely hovering over my shoulder with little sniffs. I originally thought he was crying for some odd reason but then he started talking.
"Why do I smell chocolate?"
I said nothing, my hand reaching into my pocket to pull a bar of chocolate from my pocket before letting it rest back in my robes.
"Why the world would you just carry around chocolate?"
"Professor Lupin also said it made people feel better and I agreed so if I'm ever down or I see someone else down I just give them chocolate and the gesture enough makes them smile," I didn't know why I was explaining myself but it felt simple enough so I didn't say anything.
"So you just walk around smelling like coconuts and chocolate all the time?"
I felt my eyebrows draw together, looking over my shoulder to a shocked Malfoy, His nose could have touched mine if one of us moved the wrong way.
"I noticed last time you had a bottle of coconut perfume and I smelt it in the closet," he spoke, redirecting his eyes to where Kline sat. His eyebrows drew together and he pointed. I followed his longer finger to see her getting awfully cozy with Blaise.
"Aren't you both friends?"
"Mhm-" Mafloy muttered out, keeping his eyes on Blaise who was making Kline giggle and touch his arm.
"Shit-" I spoke mostly to myself before the side of the bushes we hid in were pushed back.
I turned quickly with wide eyes as I looked at the two boys who were walking Malfoy and I with wide eyes.
"Did we interrupt something?" Ron Weasley spoke with wide eyes and a cracky voice.
"No!"
"Blimey no!"
Malfoy and I spoke at the same time, my eyes trained on Harry as he gave me a shy smile before looking back to Malfoy.
"See you around (Y/N)," Harry spoke and I felt my cheeks heat up with fiery blush.
"Bye Harry, Ron."
I couldn't believe that I even got the words out, they both let the bush close back but there was a small opening where he had grabbed the branches.
"Oh Merlin, you like Potter," Malfoy spit out his name like venom.
"I'll kill you with my bare hands if you tell a soul Malfoy."
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Lily fell first
Sometimes i like to think Lily liked James first.
Ao3 link yk bc i have to
Cw; a bit of swearing
First or second year;
She should of hated him, she knew that. They were compete opposites
She was a the nerdy redheaded girl with only 1 friend, she was a traitor to her house because her only friend was a slytherin, she was a muggle born and didn't know anything about The wizard world, and her family was working class.
While he was popolar and cool and rich, he wore the house colors on his cheeks while she often times wished she was in slytherin, everyone seemed to like him, of course they did cause he was so very sweet, and he was a pureblood and apperently everyone in the wizarding world knew his family, and he loved quidditch, she could barely get a broom off The ground.
Severus hated him, James hated Sev. She should hate James Potter just based on that fact alone, but he was never mean to anyone else. And when he flashed his Smile or when he sent a wink her way and she felt butterflies erupt in her stomach. Stupid James Potter with his perfect teeth
In third year it stopped being her stupid little crush. Now it was just embarrasing.
The first time he *tried* to flirt with her, her stomach did backflips and she could feel her cheeks glow red. But then soon it stopped being fun as he continued. The stupid flirting was now everything from compliments to pickup lines to asking for a date to hogsmeade. She'd never felt so embarassed esecially when his stupid friends stood behind him trying not to laugh, or when Severus was beside her and she could feel his anger bubblig up. Her stupid crush was suppost to be her little secret but now. He most of known.
"Lily, do you want to go to hogsmeade with me tomorrow?" James Potter stood before her. This time his friends was not to be seen, and The rest of her classmates was slipping away until it was just the two of them in the hallway. They'd just come from a charms lesson.
"Potter it's not funny anymore okay, you can stop i get it, you know about that but stop"
"Lily what do you men 'about that?'"
"Oh very funny Potter really, don't think i'm gonna say it for your entretainment let's just move on, it's not funny"
"Lily i geniuently don't know what you're talking about, i'm not asking you to hogsmeade as a joke im geniuently asking you"
Yeah sure, she thought. As if Someone like James Potter would like someone like her
"Shove off Potter"
Lily Evans did not hate James Potter. She just hated that he kept tormenting her about her old Crush.
In fourth year he stops asking her out and she feels Great. No more of his joking around no more, no more embarassment. No more feeling guilty whenever she catches herself staring at the boy for a second too long. Finally her crush can be left alone.
That's until fifth year starts. And it starts all over again, The flirting the asking for dates. But she's older now, she doesn't feel the need to be nice to him like she did when she was 13. She's 15 now, and she tells him to fuck off, and she tells him to his face she'd rather marry the squid in the lake. She even starts dating someone else. Yeah fuck you James Potter for being an asshole fuck you for breaking my young heart.
But then sixth year rolls around and so much is happening at once, Suddenly she's friends with not only James but all of the marauders. Slowly she starts to think that maybe James hadn't been taunting her those years. He's so nice and perfect and how would those eyes ever be able to be mean. She's 17 and she asks him about their earlier years.
"James?" It's only the two of them in the common room
"Yeah?" He sitting on the ground in front of the sofa she's sitting on, leaning his back against it.
"Why did start asking me out in third year?" He turned his head to look at her. This was a dangerous subject. To close to all secrets
"What do you mean? Why do you think i started asking you out?" James asks looking at her so sincerly she feels like she might break under his stare
"It came so sudden i thought you had found out about- well i don't know" Her cheeks was red, she didn't dare looking down at James but she knew he was staring at her.
"You though i knew what? -" When he doesn't get a respond and her eyes won't even look down at him he sighs before he continues
"I'm not sure Lily i just, i guess i just looked at you and realised you- well you were so goddamn cool, and you didn't care what anyone said about you and you were beautiful nontheless. So you know thirteen year old James thought he'd have a chance," He was smiling now looking far away", And well me having Sirius Black as a friend didn't help you anything after you rejected me. He said i just had to keep trying because, and I qoute ,,You're the sexiest mf i've ever laid my eyes on Jamie boy and if she can say no to you then she's the problem,, he gave me a weird hug afterwards. Then you said no again and well they all decided my crush on you was their favourite thing to bully me on" He had a nostalic smile on his lips again. She wanted to kiss it.
"I ehm, i thought you were making fun of me"
"Making fun of you? Why" His eyebrows were scrunched together
"Well i had been having this huge crush on you since first year," Lily was pretty sure she heard James breathing in sharply, she could of been wrong though based on all blood running through her ears. ", and then you just out of nowhere started giving me compliments and a random tuesday morning you asked me out, and I had to say no because Snape was right beside me. But then you never stopped and I just assumed you knew and were making fun of me" She looked down embarassed. She already regretted her choices.
"You liked me?" He looked baffelled
"Well yeah" They looked at each other before James started laughing. 
"I can't believe you thought i was making fun of you" He threw his head back into the sofa. She started laughing too
"Well yeah you were this cool looking boy with your friends Who all laughed everytime you asked me out and I was just nerdy little me" 
"They laughed at me because i kept getting rejected" He quite down 
"We're idiots" She said before they burst out laughing again
God if his laugh wasn't the most beautiful thing she'd ever heard
"Yeah we are" His eyes had a glint of mischief in them and she couldn't help but wonder why
"When did you stop liking me James?" Suddenly his features got overtaken with panic 
"well i ehm... Lils" His voice was quiet and unceartain. 
"James?" He looked down embarrased. 
Her heart was Hammering inside her chest. This was dangerous. 
"James" For probably the first time ever his head didn't turn around at the sound of her voice. She lerned forward so her head was on the same level as his hos. She let her hand rest on his jaw 
"James" This time his head turned. His eyes was soft, his cheeks was flustered and his lips slightly parted. She learned forward to greet his lips. He took in another sharo breath. Their lips met and the world exploded into fireworks. Oh how her eleven year old self, who had been staring at James for a whole 30 seconds before answering his greeting when he walked into her train compartment, would be jealous of her now. Just you wait eleven year old Lily, in six years you'll get to kiss him. And it will be nothing like you Imagined. Becasue kissing James Potter is everything she'd ever dream of but it's also like nothing she's Imagined. His lips are soft like she Imagined, he's *trying* to cup he jaw. He's still sitting on the ground so he has to turn his arms around to reaach her. Kissing James Potter is also not at all like in her imagination. In her imagination his kisses are nothing of the ordinary. He kisses just like her exes, she knows nothing else. But kissing James Potter is everything but ordinary. 
"Lily-Lils-Evans" He pulled away from her and she's quickly taken by panic 
"Oh my god i'm sorry James I didn't think-i thought you-" she was rambling
"What? OH No. No no Lily i just, well i was sitting on the ground and I don't know you felt so far away i kinda just wanted to sat myself on the couch you know if we're gonna kiss... Did i make it akward now?" He gave an akward Smile and ran a hand through his hair. Typical James behaviour. He'd managed to sat himself on the sofa. 
"Idiot" The Word was spoken softly without any harsh meaning behind it. 
She smiled before jumping onto him making him fall back against the couch.They were both laughing and kissing at the same time. His arms going around her waist and hers going for his hair. 
"How did it takes us this long Evans?" James was smiling like The love sick idiot he was.
"Shut up we're here now aren't we?"
"Guess we are. Hold on does this mean? Lily Evan do you wanna go out with me?"
"Yeah i do"
It's seventh year. She's 17 now, has been for a while, seventeen means she's an adult in The wizard world. Eighteen is next which means she's an adult in The muggle world. . Her last year on hogwarts. Suddenly the world seems all too big and she feels all to small, but James is with her and if liking the same guy for six years without dating him was a bit pathetic, then she was a bit pathetic. But they were dating now so it was okay. She knew they would be okay. 
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Falling For You - Jimin Oneshot
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Pairing: Jimin × reader (bestfriendtolovers!au)
Warning: mentions of cheating
Angst , Fluff
Word count: 2677
Here you were yet again. All smiles and cheerful. Totally not like the man who had bawled his eyes out over an ex, on my living room. You really couldn't see that she wasn't the one ever meant for an angel like you. But then again, love is blind. But you are an idiot for not noticing her cheating even after all the signs.
Jimin: "Do you think Kara and I would have lasted longer if I had been enough for her?" Of course.... her again. It makes me feel sick to the stomach listening to you still talk about your ex.
"Jimin, your enough for anyone out there. Even if you still love her, please move on." And the worst part is that i have to act like it's not killing me inside when you talk about her.
Jimin: "Y/n i know you will whack me with a magazine if i express my gratitude but thanks for being the bestest friend. I mma sure I'd still be mopping around my house about my love life if not for you."I refuse to accept that my heart clenced when you called me your bestfriend. It's funny how i started resenting that title in high school and look at nothing changing in College either.
"You still owe me a lot of grocery because s0mEoNE can't cook food for themselves so they think eating up others' is alright." His giggle made my playful frown turn into a soft smile. I guess that's Jimin Effect at this point.
~
The first week of Jimin's break up had been a disaster. I had found him crying on his bedroom floor, tears falling with an intensity capable of filling an entire bathtub with salt. He was reluctant to talk in detail about his cheating ex initially but soon spilled everything once he was ready, which was on the 6th day of his break up. The first five days had been spent with him crying his eyes out, while I rubbed his back and helped him breathe through his panic attacks.
The 2nd week, Jimin protected his fragile state in the depth of his silence. We would be in his living room like always yet the difference would be that he refused to speak. He just sat on his sofa with his head on my shoulder while I talked about anything and everything, pausing only to hear him hum in response.
So when I said that hearing him coo over Kara for the past years was painful and i wanted it to desperately stop. It definitely didn't mean that i wanted Jimin to loose sight of himself once he finally had to stop.
During the 3rd week, Jimin became more talkative. He laughed a little at my jokes, smiled at the compliments and cracked a few jests himself which I was obliged to laugh to. We would be in the kitchen while his mom cooked his favourite and i whispered things like, "Psst, I once planned to come to school mad but ended up laughing during the first period because I found you making faces at me from the front." Jimin had laughed so hard once he remembered the incident that he fell off his chair. "As far as i recall, you and chairs have a deep 'seated' hatred towards each other." I noticed his mother smile from the side upon seeing her son doubling over in laughter while Jimin found my pun unnecessarily funny. Not that I minded of course.
I could speak nonsense and Jimin would still appreciate it. We could call at 4 in the morning just to ask things like, 'what if birds aren't singing but screaming because they are afraid of heights' and then we would question our sanity.
I turned to look at him half lying on the couch with his gaze fixed on his phone while his feet laid on top- "PARK JIMIN GET YOUR FEET OFF MY TABLE I CLEANED THE ENTIRE HOUSE YESTERDAY " and cue me chasing Jimin around the house just for the sake of tackling him to the ground. In that moment I realized that Jimin had given me a lot of happiness by just being my bestfriend, the damage I inflicted upon myself after catching feelings was my fault.
~
It's been about a month since Jimin's break up and although he mentions how he had plans for their perfect future, from time to time, he has become more confident himself. Not that it makes me feel less annoyed at him being smitten over a cheater. So i really hope he grows out of what he has gone through before I snap some nec- Jimin: "You know Kara once said-" was all he was able to say on our peaceful walk out of the campus before i cut him off. "How about I don't want to know what Kara once said?" I replied sharply. "Do you hear yourself right now? Kara is gone and it is for the better."
Jimin simply nodded mumbling an apology and i felt bad for the way i said it. We continued walking but he still didn't bring his head up. Cautiously intertwining our hands together I gave his hand a light squeeze to which he responded with squeezing mine back. Not feeling satisfied i started swinging our arms back and forth, constantly bumping my shoulder with his to which he laughed. Jimin shook his head and smiled saying, "You have a unique way of showing that you feel bad but since I adore you, I accept your apology."
"I wasn't apologising for anything," i felt my ears burned as a result of his previous words.
"Mhm ofcourse" Jimin sarcastically said.
"Yes of course"
"I believe you"
"Like you should!"
We bickered. Like always. Having been friends for almost a decade, a silent apology for arguments or just going back to being crack heads was normal. And I could never be more glad for that. Everything seemed normal again.
"Umm.. Hey Jimin." a voice stuttered. We looked back in unision only to find Jimin's ex. Perhaps things only 'seemed' normal.
"Jimin, can I talk to you," Kara eyed me continuing, "alone?" I tugged at Jimin's sleeves and that is enough for him to know that he shouldn't cave in, so he hesitantly replied, "You can say it here."
"But it is supposed to be between us for privacy reasons," Kara inhaled sharply. Hearing her speak nonsense I voiced my thoughts, " I don't think you are well aware of the definition of either 'us' or 'privacy' between two people" Jimin holds Yukari in place when he notices her being two steps away from pouncing at Kara.
Jimin: "You can talk here, afterall, there is no 'us' any longer"
Kara: "Babe, give me a chance."
I interrupted, "Call him a pet name again. I dare you"
Kara visibly shuddered maybe because she knew that I was willing to throw hands at anyone hurting my friends.
Kara: "J-jimin, I am sorry for what i did. I know what I lost is irreplaceable. You are irrepla-"
"So it took you an entire month to know his worth or did you just run back to him because you got dumped," I hissed
Jimin reached forward to grab hold of my arm but I shrugged it off as soon as he made contact with me.
"You think ruining someone's perspective on love is alright? You did not cheat once. Nor was it an accident. Which cheap person would cheat for 8 consecutive months until they get caught? Apparently , you would." With each word I moved closer to Kara while Jimin did his best to hold my hand. But in an instant I yanked his hand away and was about to go into a full blown rage not really afraid of throwing hands. And that is when Jimin snapped, "You better stop Y/n!"
Time stilled. I gave Jimin a sceptical look waiting for him to continue.
He inhaled deeply, calming his nerves before addressing me, "Let me speak."
"What will you say? You will forgive her? Take her back? Wait for her to cheat agai-"
"Y/n," Jimin's stern voice cut me off.
His gaze fixated on me, not acknowledging Kara, "You know that she meant the entire world to me for 2 years, right? I will forgive her b-"
I stared incredulously at Jimin before blurting, "You should mean nothing to me." I speedily walked past them immediately, trying to calm my nerves so that the stinging in my eyes would ease.
Author P.O.V
On the other hand, Jimin realised the wrong meaning of his words and accelerated towards his best friend only to be stopped by his ex, "Jimin, please hear me out"
Jimin glared at her saying, "When I said I forgive you it didn't mean that I want you back."
Kara pleaded, "Don't leave me"
"She needs me and I need to fix it," was all Jimin said before he dashed after Y/n, stumbling down the hallway to reach his best friend.
"This is why we never worked out! It's her! It has always been her! You always left me when she needed you. You prioritised her even when I was you girlfriend! For once stay-"
Kara's voice became distant as he was further away from her but her first few words surely did not fall upon deaf ears.
He heard it. He heard her telling him how Y/n was the reason of their downfall. He heard her telling him how Y/n was the reason of her insecurities. He heard her telling him how his care and worry for Y/n outweighed what he felt for Kara. But he already knew that. Jimin was well aware that it was his mistake for giving himself to Kara just to overcome the attraction he had built for a certain bestfriend of his. Over the years, your heart often chooses the one who gets you most. The one that calls you stupid for crying while embracing you or maybe the one that cries with you over a movie. And he knew. He knew now , 'the one' for him.
~
"Y/n! Listen!" Jimin screamed as soon as he saw her just a few steps in front of him, standing under the bus stop shade. Thankfully, no one was around to witness Y/n's panicked state and Jimin's rushed words. Seeing that she completely ignored his call, he paced towards her and whirled her around to face him. "Please listen and don't say I mean nothing to you. It hurts."
"4 years. I waited for 4 years hopelessly. You think you are hurt? Well then i guess I am miserable," Y/n's voice wavered. Although confused by Yukari's words he still tried to get her to understand his prior actions, "No no no... J-just listen."
"No. You listen, Park Jimin! Please. Listen." Y/n snapped and Jimin immediately shut himself willing to hear her let it out. "It was difficult..." she cleared her throat to not let the lump grow further, "when I had to get through the moments where you cooed over your girlfriend and I silently contemplated on how to get over you. It was difficult to see you cry over her. It was obvious that you loved her a lot and maybe I was jealous that it would never be me whom you'd love in that manner." The all to familiar stinging was back in her eyes, "Each year that went by where we remained friends, I loved you even more! Honestly, having a guy bestfriend is truly amazing. Until you fall in love with him." She tilted her head to the side, "Jimin... I don't think my heart can take watching you love someone else again.... Not when everything in me is drawn to you!"
Once she ended her rant, realisation hit Jimin like a truck. He could have ended their sufferings if he hadn't been so afraid of ruining what they shared.
"Y/n.. I didn't know you felt that way"
As soon as, Y/n registered the words she had spoken during her rant, she wished the ground beneath would just swallow her. Completely mortified by her actions she looked for an escape.
"Let’sJustPretendThisNeverHappened."
Jimin frowned upon hearing her, "I’m not okay with just pretending."
Regaining her composure she phrased her next words, "I am so sorry Jimin. This was never part of my plan. We were supposed to be best friends but i ruined it."
"We might as well have been dating this entire time," Jimin sighed
" I know I- Excuse me, wait what? You don't mean..." Y/n wondered if she heard correctly.
He cheekily smiled in return, "Are you going to panic again if I confess?"
"Why didn’t you say something sooner, you jerk!? I- Oh gosh, I could have saved myself from all the embarrassing moments and you are telling me this now? Like, really? Am I a joke-"
"Would you like me to say it now?" Jimin interrupted her mini rant
"Hey! No! Listen! Don't cut me off-"
"I love you," Jimin tenderly reached for her hand and for once she didn't move away
Silence. Like he expected.
"I love you," Jimin repeated.
She stared at him and he knew she was trying. Trying to find the right words.
"I love you more than just as my best friend"
"Why so suddenly?" The question lingering in her thoughts was finally spoken.
“I- Well- You know I’m not good with these confessions," Jimin sighed, "But the thing is- I couldn't- just ruin our friendship with my mistakes. You are my.. umm… priority... You’ve always been important. To me.”
"Why me?" Y/n squeezed Jimin's hand and he tried to be smooth with his confession.
"Well, I love your face. And the stuff on it like your eyes and that small mole beside your ear, which apparently are very red right now." He chuckled to which Y/n playfully glared at him, "Also the things around your face such as your hair. Y'know.. The thing is, it’s you, okay?.. it's just you. Only you, in general.”
Very smooth indeed.
On the other hand, the corner of Y/n's lips tugged upwards upon see their stuttering roles reversed. She ruffled his soft locks and smiled. But before she could reply, a bus stopped in front of them and soon became vacant as people began exiting it.
"Let's go home, dum dum," Y/n entered it.
Meanwhile, Jimin followed her, constantly nudging and whispering, "Hey, gimme an answer" "I literally just confessed thrice" "C'mon just once" "pLEaSe" All to which, Y/n either rolled her eyes or teased Jimin by ignoring him.
~
Jimin walked Y/n home but refused to move away from her doorstep, only staring off in space. It was silent until he broke it,
“If I even slightly pecked your lips, would you smack me? Because I want to kiss you, but not if you’re going to jab me in the ribs.”
"I will, in fact, jab you in the ribs if you do that without even taking me on a date"
Jimin immediately became giddy at the thought of a date with his best friend and quickly rummaged for his phone, typing a message. All while, Y/n stared at his antics, bewildered once she saw him look up at her eagerly. Her phone soon rang notifying a message and upon reading it she let out a laugh.
Jm🐥: I'll pick you up at 8, tomorrow morning. So dress up in any comfortable clothes since I will only take you back home at night.
She typed 'sure✨, dum dum' and entered her house, but not before giving Jimin a quick hug to which he responded by a tight squeeze.
Y/n leaned against the door frame after closing it and tried to control the erratic beating of her heart while the tender confession he whispered during their hug echoed in her ears like lullaby, throughout the night.
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Little Klaus (1)
In which Klaus is somehow deaged and the siblings take advantage of this. Also Ben's alive BC fuck you he ain't dead in my books.
When Klaus woke up he didn't notice anything different. He didn't feel different, look different or act different.
So why is it that when he went downstairs to line up for lunch (as usual) there were five strange adults in the living room?
This lead Klaus to where he was now, backed against the door he entered by and staring at the adults, who seemed to be staring at him.
"W-who are you people?" He said, cursing himself mentally for stuttering over the first word, "What are you doing here?"
"Is anyone else seeing a baby Klaus?" The Asian man muttered, eyes flicking disbelievingly between the other adults and Klaus's own.
Klaus stepped back again, "H-how do you know my name?! Where's my siblings!?" Panic had begun to rise in his chest, and he slowly started to open the door behind him, inch by agonizing inch.
"What are we supposed to do?" A man clad in leather asked, ignoring Klaus's questions, "He clearly has no clue what's going on!"
"Klaus," a smaller woman asked, getting down onto her knees (not that it was necessary, Klaus was sure he wasn't that much shorter than her), "we aren't here to hurt you, I promise. Can you tell me what year it is?"
Green eyes flicking from each adult with panic, he answered hesitantly, "2001, why?"
A rush of hushed whispers filled the room at his answer, but Klaus had finally opened the door to an amount he could slip out of and he wasn't planning on overstaying his welcome. The 12 year old flew out of the room, taking off his clunky shoes as he ran (they were slowing him down) and running barefooted throughout the mansion.
"Come on," he muttered, panicked tears pricking at his eyes, "the others have to be somewhere!"
Hearing the yells of the adults behind him only made him panic more, and he ran over the polished wooden floors, skidding and slipping as he went but never once staying in the same place for a second. As he was heading towards the bedrooms (he was sure if his siblings were anywhere they'd be there, heading down for breakfast) he ran straight into Five. The two collided and fell to the ground, rubbing their heads before clocking each existence. Five's brow furrowed in confusion before Klaus grabbed him and shoved him into the ex-junkies room, and he shoved a chair against the door in a pitiful attempt at a barricade. Still confused, Five spoke up.
"Klaus?"
Klaus's face crumpled, and he flung himself at the 13 year old (who to be frank didn't look much different at 12). "Five," he breathed out in a panicked voice, "I-I can't find the others! Diego and Vanya, even Luther is missing! And dad isn't anywhere to be found! All I found were five adults downstairs, and I don't know who they are. I'm so glad you're ok!" His eyes had filled with tears and he buried his face into Five's neck.
"Klaus," Five asked gently, putting his arms awkwardly around the pre-teen, "W-what year is it?"
"2001, but what does it have to do with anything?"
***le time skip before this gets super long***
"So, let me get this straight," Klaus stated, "The year is 2019, these people are obviously our siblings judging by the tattoos and what I'm assuming is Vanya's lack of one, and you are in the body of a 13 year old because you travelled forward in time to prevent the apocalypse and it did some weird doolally kinda space stuff and left you like that?"
Raising his eyebrows at the choice of words, Five simply said, "Yes."
"Huh. Ok. Then why am I twelve instead of..." He paused to count on his fingers, "30? Holy hell!" His eyes widened comically, "You guys are really really old!"
Laughing gently, Ben responded, "We don't know Klaus."
"I should assume that it's something to do with the space-time continuum being messed up," Five murmured absently to himself, "but with the timeline being as fragile as it is right now I am exceedingly reluctant to mess about with it some more."
"Wait," Klaus cried, "Are you saying that I'm gonna be stuck as the youngest sibling now??!!"
"Oh, this is priceless!" Diego crowed, a large grin on his face, "Who'd have thought large beansprout Klaus would end up being the baby?"
"Oi!" The pre-teen shouted, pouting, "I'm not a baby at all!"
"You sure look like one," the leather clad man teased, and Allison huffed out a laugh, thwacking him on the head.
"Behave, you idiot," she admonished, "it's gotta be scary being stuck in that situation. It could just as easily be you."
"So," Five started, "if Klaus is going to be stuck like this for the moment, unless it doesn't wear off in which case it's permanent, I think we should try and let him get to know us and start to live a normal life."
"TRUTH OR DARE!" Klaus screamed in excitement, already running to the living room to plop himself on a couch, "SCHNELL SCHNELL!"
***another time skip Yeet***
Eventually everyone was sat in the living room (Five and Luther may have needed a little bit of coaching to get them there) and Klaus grinned widely in glee.
"Youngest to oldest, so me then Five, then in numerical order we can go Vanya, Ben, Allison, Diego and Luther!" He crowed in excitement, before turning to Five (who was quietly drinking his coffee).
"Five, truth or dare?"
Thinking for a moment, Five responded, "Dare."
"I dare you..." Klaus pondered, before pouting cutely, "I can't think of anything."
Ben leaned over and whispered into his ear, and Klaus perked up significantly, "I dare you to sit in Allison's lap for the rest of the game!"
Unable to stay mad at the seance's adorable excitement, Five grumbled good-naturedly as Allison pulled him into her lap. Five quickly turned to Ben, eager to get the attention off himself.
"Ben, truth or dare?"
"I'm gonna be boring and go with truth."
"You never know what music's on the radio now, so I have to ask, what is it that you're always listening to in your headphones?"
Laughing shyly, Ben answered, "It's... It's Kpop. Korean pop. I don't know how I got into it, I think big you introduced me to it Klaus," he laughed, getting the youngest's attention.
"Really, who's my favourite groups?"
"Well, you thirst over Jungkook from BTS," Ben teased, watching Klaus turn crimson, "but your favourite groups at the moment are BLACKPINK and Hellovenus."
"Can you show me them after we're done?"
"Sure." Ben turned to Vanya, "I think Five just wanted to ask me that question and forgot the order haha, so Vanya truth or dare?"
"Hmm... Dare."
"I dare you to pick an outfit out of big Klaus's wardrobe and wear it all day!"
Laughing incredulously, Vanya made her way to Klaus's bedroom. 5 minutes later, she came down in a pair of tight leather shorts, mesh top with a loose crop top (with the word GAY in pink on black) over the top of it, and a bright pink feather boa. "Look at this madness!" She laughed in delight, shimmying over to Klaus who was giggling non-stop. She took the feather boa off and hooked it around his skinny torso, and Klaus burst into belly laughter as she shimmied it closer towards her.
"Vanya," he laughed, "Stop it! It tickles!!"
"Oh does it really?" She smiled, "Couldn't tell, truly!"
While trying to escape the feather boa, Klaus hadn't noticed Diego sneaking up behind him and lifting him up.
"You seriously thought we'd forget how ticklish little you was? Shame on you Klaus!" The leather clad man laughed as Klaus kicked his bare feet.
"No, please don't tickle me!" He giggled nervously as Vanya stepped towards him, wiggling her fingers menacingly.
"Sorry, what's that? I couldn't make it out between the giggles," she teased, and as Klaus opened his mouth to speak again she started tickling his armpits.
Klaus instantly began giggling, kicking his legs in the air in a weak protest against the tickling. He had always been weak and frail against his siblings, the slightly too skinny one, the one who was sensitive. His protesting was half hearted as his mouth spewed out bubbly giggles.
"Nohohoho fair! Vanyahahahaha plehehehehease!!!"
"It has been too long since we tickled him," Allison laughed, Five still on her lap. The teen was looking at the scene in front of him, a rare fond smile on his face.
"Why don't you join in?" Diego laughed, "Luther take the baby from me."
At Allison's squeal of delight, Luther grabbed the kid by the wrists, sitting the underweight preteen across his lap (image BC this is a strange thing to describe???)
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He grabbed the boys skinny wrists and carefully lifted them over his head, pinning them with one large hand against the couch. Knowing he was completely exposed, Klaus just laid there, bursting out into squeaky giggles as Allison went straight for his sides.
"So cute~~" The woman cooed as Klaus helplessly kicked his little feet, struggling to pull down his arms.
"Allisohohohon!! Stahahahahap!"
"Oh no, sweetheart, we're only just beginning!" She grinned, and lifted his shirt up. Klaus began to giggle apprehensively, chanting no's under his breath.
"Oh yes," Allison grinned teasingly, "I remember squeaky toy Klaus, don't the rest of you?"
A manicured nail poked the inside of Klaus's bellybutton, and he let out a squeak. His face flushed red at the adoring coos from his siblings, but he didn't have time to retaliate because Allison lightly scribbled her fingers across his flat stomach, causing him to burst once more into giggly laughter. Eventually, when the woman was done and Luther let him go, Klaus curled up in her lap, giggling cutely as she lightly rubbed his stomach.
"That feel good, Klaus?"
A sleepy nod confirmed her statement, and Allison grinned widely.
"There's not long left, baby, wanna see the game through?"
The final three finally took their turn. Allison had chosen truth, and was told to pick the current cutest UA member (Klaus was an easy win), Luther chose dare and was dared to hang upside down on the railing reciting the entirety of Eminem's Rap God while Klaus was dared to have his bellybutton (his well-known weakest spot) tickled for five minutes non stop. However, at the end of the game, with a giggly little baby Klaus still snuggling into her lap ready to fall asleep, Allison was excited to see how long this would last.
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