#MY HEART STOPPED WHEN I GOT THIS NOTIFICATION BYE

[lotus-n-l0ve]

𝐘/𝐍-𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐊𝐞𝐧-𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐧?

— Manjiro 'Mikey' Sano x F!Reader

☯ SYNOPSIS : A text conversation cause a misunderstanding to Mikey.

☯ WARNINGS : Cheating, sick!Mikey, dumb!Mikey, 800 words.

☯ NOTE FROM LOTUS: Just a small blurb that came to mind. Originally I was going to make small imagines with multiple characters but then decided to make just this one. If you like the it then please leave a like, comment and reblong. Follow me for more like this. Enjoy ♡

𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐍'𝐒 𝐕𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 || 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐘𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Mikey was in the bedroom already in the bed waiting for you finish your night routine. Then you could cuddle him to sleep. This was his favourite time of the day on top of that Mikey was sick today so he was extra clingy.

Your phone on the nightstand lit up with a incoming message grabbing Mikey's attention but he ignored it the first time, paying no mind to it. But then phone kept buzzing with one after another incoming messages. Mikey got curious as to who was messaging you that much.

Mikey sat up on the bed with his back resting on the headboard. He grabbed the phone and unlocked it.

Ken-chin?

He saw the messages were from Draken which was wired because you and Draken barely talk. Mikey tapped on the notification and the conversation opened Mikey scrolled through them —

Ken : Baby is Mikey Okay?

Ken : Can you come now?

Ken : Babe?

Ken : Baby?

Ken : Darling?

Babe? Baby? Darling?

Mikey's heart dropped. You would not. No you can't. You can't cheat on him. Right?

Mikey scrolled up a little more to your last text with Draken which seemed to happen when he was in the bedroom and you were out in the living room with Emma.

Ken : Baby the bed feels so empty without you.

Ken : Come back here.

Y/N : You know I can't.

Y/N : Mikey is sick and I need to take care of him.

Ken : Do you really have to do that?

Ken : Come on he is not a kid anymore.

Y/N : Ken you know I want to be with you more than anywhere else.

Y/N : I have to go now. Mikey is calling.

Y/N : Bye bye 😚😚😚😚

Ken : Bye babe. Will miss you.

Mikey's eyes filled with water as fat tears kept rolling down his cheek. Loud sobbs kept erupting from his chest. He loves you and needs you like he needs oxygen and you do this. Cheat on him with his very bestfriend?

Y/N-chan and Ken-Chin?

You put back the night cream container on the counter. This was your last step of night skin care. You looked at yourself in the mirror for the last time before going back in the bedroom.

Just as you were about to leave the bathroom a scream shook up the whole house, "Y/N-CHAAAAAAN?"

You quickly ran outside to the bedroom, "Mikey what happened?"

You gasp when saw your boyfriend crying his eyes out with loud sobbs and hiccups. You rush to sit in front of him on the bed.

"What happened?" You palm his warm cheeks, wipping away the tears.

Mikey looks at like a puppy who got kicked by his owner and that hurt your heart. Mikey was a lively person always laughing and smiling. Even if he was feeling down he would put on this carefree persona and keep his real emotions locked away in his heart.

"Y/N-chan." Mikey stammered between sobbs, "Do you not love me anymore? What did I do wrong?"

You frowned at his words, "What are saying?"

"You and, you and Ken-Chin are cheating on me behind my back. Was my love not enough?" Mikey choked on his words.

"What?" Now you were even more confused than ever.

"What is this?" Mikey shoved the phone in your face. You gave him a confused glance before looking down at the phone screen. As you read through the texts your temperature highed and a eye twitched.

You gave his head a smack to knock some sense into his thick skull, "Manjiro you dumbass. This is not my phone but Emma's. Our phone probably got switched."

Mikey.exe stopped working.

"Oh!"

The smack seemed have worked because the next moment a big ass smile appeared on his dumb face, "You are not cheating on me with Ken-Chin?"

"No."

"And you love me?"

"Yes but now I'm doubting if I should."

"Oh! Come on. You love me. You can't live without me." Mikey wrapped his arm around you, pulling you in a hug and making you nose slam on his hard chest.

"Ow. Manjiro you dumbass." You punch his side, which made little to no impact on him, before you also hug him back.

One thing you realised was 'sick Mikey is dumb mikey.' because if Mikey was okay then things would have been much more chaotic and Draken would have been six feet under the ground. Doesn't matter how much Mikey loves or cares for him.

© 𝐋𝐎𝐓𝐔𝐒-𝐍-𝐋𝟎𝐕𝐄 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑, 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐒 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄𝐃 — all content rights belongs to LOTUS-N-L0VE. do not plagiarize any works and do not repost or translate onto any other sites.

All the rights and credits of the characters, gifs, songs and pictures used here belongs to their rightful owners.

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[earthtooz]

cw: fluff with minimal angst, reader and tsumu had an argument, msby4 is there, food mentions, probably bad writing like i just wrote this but i can't remember what i actually wrote which is a little alarming..., unedited and not proofread :,)

<bokuto3: hi it's atsumu

<bokuto3: WHY DOES BOKKUN HAVE YOUR CONTACT AS '<y/n3'?????? OUTRAGEOUS.

<bokuto3: anyways hi it's atsumu

<bokuto3: i miss u :( pls unblock me asap i'm sorry baby please i really am

<bokuto3: please don't be mad at me i thikn i'm lodsing my mind

<bokuto3: call me back. or text me back. unbloc k my email too thanx

<bokuto3: okay bye i luv u to the moon and back

<bokuto3: i'd do anything for u baby pls jyst talk to me again and i'd even swallow hot coals if you asked pls pls pls

<bokuto3: i love you

<bokuto3: i love you

<bokuto3: i love you

<bokuto3: i love you

you: give bokuto his phone back. get back to practice. bye.

<bokuto3: LOVE OF MY LIFE

<bokuto3: NO Y/N PLEASE I MISS YOU SO MUCH DON'T GO

you pocket your phone with a sigh, ignoring the way it continually buzzes with with messages and spam texts, probably just of atsumu professing his undying love for you and grovelling. pretty standard of him after an argument so intense that you had to walk out on before things escalated to places you would regret.

you can't deny that you miss him too, and it's been less than 24 hours since you saw him last.

in fact, you literally saw him this morning when sending him off to practice with a grumbled 'have a good practice' after he kissed over your forehead with a lightness rivalling a feather. a gentleness typically unseen from him.

really, the blond setter was just terrified of irritating you further.

then when you got up half an hour later, you're not pleased to see how atsumu was spamming you with messages, all conveying the messages he was scared of saying earlier. things like 'i love you', 'can't wait to go home to you', or 'did you see the photo of osamu's cat i sent'.

it's sweet, really; he is, but when you're still a little hurt from the harsh exchange you had last night, you didn't want him blowing up your phone this early in the morning.

so your only solution for a peaceful morning was to block him apparently.

something that clearly did not sit well with him because he then started spamming your socials and your emails with protests. did he not have practice to get to? where was all this time coming from?

you blocked him on those platforms too from the goodness of your heart because you had a feeling that he was skipping warmup in order to text you. if he pulled a muscle during practice, you don't want to begin imagining what a pain he'd be to look after.

glancing around the park you were currently strolling through to clear your mind, you only get a second to breathe when your phone starts buzzing again. this time, with a call notification from bokuto.

picking up, you immediately assume that it's atsumu who is bothering you after suffering the blows of how hard you've been ghosting him.

"atsumu for the love of-"

you're cut off of your own sentence when you hear somewhat muffled voices in the background.

"damn you messed up big time!" comes hinata's bubbly voice. you can indistinctly hear someone agreeing in the background- bokuto?

"stop rubbing it in!" atsumu exclaims, whining. you can picture him in your head right now, slouching against the wall as he deflates with each reminder of his mistake.

bokuto must have pocket-dialed you. you're about to hang up until you hear:

"how about you stop being miserable? your relationship with y/n will be fine as long as you apologise, this isn't the end of the world," lectures sakusa.

"for you maybe! ah already feel like y/n's slipping away from my grasp," cries your boyfriend. "and y/n is my world. so really, it does feel like the end of the world."

"you know what they say. love kills," mutters bokuto.

"literally no one has ever said that," sakusa deadpans.

"someone's probably said it."

"well if love does kill can it hurry up with atsumu?"

the dark-haired's simple statement makes you laugh, one that bursts suddenly before you have to cover your mouth from shame, hoping that it didn't disturb anyone.

"hey!" atsumu huffs before you can hear him groan dramatically again. except something's telling you that this isn't for show. "can't ya show a little sympathy to the guy who is having the worst time of his life? my partner doesn't even want to talk to me! i might as well rot right here and now."

"don't do that!" protests bokuto. "i'm sure y/n isn't as mad as you think. just talk to-"

"-what do you think i've been doing this whole time? i've been grovelling-"

"-no, you've been a bitch. i don't think telling y/n to 'text you back' counts as a proper apology."

the setter 'hmphs' and you can imagine the way he's crossing his arms. atsumu never did lose that immature side of him, but he tries, and you adore him for it. "is proclaiming my love not enough?"

"you can say 'i love you' to everyone, idiot, and you can confess your undying adoration for y/n any time. you do it on a regular basis anyways, atsumu, you don't need to double down on it just because you had an argument-"

"-but i'm scared that y/n will forget!"

the blond's outburst stuns everyone into silence. you hear a sniffle.

"what if i'm not worth the time? sometimes i get really scared that y/n might pack up and leave me because there's someone better out there. someone more patient and less of a hassle?"

it's so painfully silent, but each word that atsumu mutters is like a knife to your heart. how long has he felt this way?

hinata is the first to break the awkwardness. "c'mon man, you're literally high school sweethearts. i don't think you have anything to worry about."

"yeah, you're being silly right now, tsum-tsum!" bokuto agrees. "after all this time together, i think y/n has a reason to stay with you!"

"apart from my dashing good looks?"

"stupidity is temporary. get better soon," sakusa grumbles.

"omi-omi you're so mean!"

you hang up the call when you hear atsumu's chirpy tone again, unable to stop a smile from appearing on your own face. so long as he was happy, you were too.

that's what happens when you're soulmates, you suppose.

it's the same soulmate bond responsible for the fact that you were currently waiting outside the gym where msby practices were held, impatiently leaning against a small pole as you pass time on your phone.

then, just as you look up to check if anyone has left the building, your heart stops at the sight of a familiar faux-blond, animatedly chatting to one of his teammates. but when he meets your gaze, it takes him less than a fraction of a second to charge towards you.

instead of bracing for impact, you open your arms for him to tackle into, an offer he takes immediately.

as you both stumble backwards from the momentum, atsumu revels in your laughter and cherishes the feeling he gets knowing that everything is okay between you two. you chose to greet him after practice, you chose to go the somewhat inconvenient route all the way to his gym, you chose him and he hopes you never consider another option again.

and you won't. atsumu loves too hard and too well, warming you from the inside out to defrost any pain the coldness of life might leave you with. although he sometimes gets insecure about this overbearing trait of his, you get to show him each time just how beautiful it is; to wear your heart on your sleeve and love the world for what it is.

to love you for who you are.

"i'm sorry," he begins. "for what ah said last night, i was a real dick."

you smile. "well if you're really sorry, you'd let me take you out for some food, right?"

"only if it's your favourite."

"okay, sap. let's go then."

you think you hear atsumu whisper a 'thank you for letting me love you' before pulling him away.

#i wrote this while fighting for my life evidently #enjoy/?? i think???? idrk... #atsumu x reader #miya atsumu x reader #miya atsumu x you #atsumu x you #miya atsumu fluff #miya atsumu fic #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #hq x reader #hq memes #hq drabble #atsumu fluff

[diordrysdale]

after dark ⋆ andy barber (part 2)

dark!neighbor!andy barber x camgirl!reader

word count ⋆ 1.1k+

warnings ⋆ smut! minors dni, virtual sex/livestream, cheating, sexual use of a popsicle, age gap (reader in their 20s, andy in his late 40s) daddy kink, masturbation (f), degradation kink, mention of spanking, VERY SLIGHT mention of cnc play (you’ll see).

authors note ⋆ you all will definitely see andy’s dark side next chapter <3

don’t forget to give me some love, reblogs and likes are very much appreciated.

PART 1

3 days earlier

“you just need to feed sprinkles three times a day, and that’s pretty much it.”

your best friend, lila, handed you her family’s cat as she rushed to gather more of her belongings and tossed them into her luggage.

“the guest room is all yours, make yourself at home!” you followed behind her as she scrambled down the stairs at the sound of her mother calling out for her.

“if our house is still intact when we come back, you’ll get paid,” lila rolled her eyes at her mother as she hugged you goodbye.

“come on, tony! we’re gonna miss the flight!” the eighteen year old boy waved goodbye to his best friend and next door neighbor, jacob barber.

“keys are on the counter top, help yourself to whatever’s in the fridge. love you, bye!”

present day

andy huffed as he scrubbed at the dishes, listening to his wife chat loudly on the phone while the television was blaring whatever brain-rotting reality show was trending at the moment.

he tilted his wrist to reveal the time on the apple-watch, 7:03p.m.

it was torture having to wait.

“andrew! go water the plants next door, cindy and the kids aren’t home— carol, stop!” laurie continued laughed on the phone with her friends, forcing andy to count to ten before drying his hands, although the simple act gave him a flashback.

sucking on a popsicle in nothing but your light pink lingerie, you told 60.8k of your loyal subscribers how your day went, how you were terrible bored during a job interview and could only picture yourself spreading your legs for the employer, begging him for the job as he slaps your pussy with his rough belt.

“I’m not sure if I got the job, but at least I have all of you,” you lean back into your cloud-shaped, getting comfortable in the bed you got to call yours for two weeks.

barber543 donated $250.00!

barber543: stop pouting, you make me wanna fuck that slutty mouth of yours til you’re begging me not to

your [e/c] eyes lit up at the familiar user, giddiness running through your veins as you hook your panties to the side with one hand.

“barber543, I did promise a surprise, didn’t I?” You whisper as your other hand moved the blueberry-flavored popsicle towards your sex, moving through your folds before tapping your clit.

“you choose what I call you.” sliding the cold treat inside your cunt, you whimpered at the feeling, heart racing at the notifications of subscribers screen-recording.

barber543: greedy little girl, say mr. barber

“m-mr. barber,” andy shuddered at your breathy words, “don’t fuck me with the popsicle, please.”

barber543: you better fucking take it if you want my cock, you don’t deserve it

“ah- pleaseplease, ‘s too cold-“ your words contrast against how quick you began fucking your cunt with the popsicle, clenching it around it so delicately.

barber543: harder.

“mr. barber, m’ gonna cum, feels too good-“ you choked on your words as your free hand zeroed relentlessly on your numbing clit, back arching as your hand flew out to clutch your bedsheet, leaving half of the blueberry treat in your pulsing cunt.

barber543: wish I could bend you over and slap your ass raw for cumming without my permission.

“don’t punish me, daddy,” your fucked out glance was priceless, removing the popsicle from your center and licked the tip with a breathless giggle.

andy shook his head with a idiotic grin as if he actually was face to face with the angel that you were— or pretended to be.

andy wiped his cum-tainted hand on spare napkin, before something caught his eye.

kneelforhansen donated $3000.00!

kneelforhansen: I’d love to have you for myself. direct message me if you’re interested, kitten.

andy despised the glimmer in your eyes— a look he wanted to believe only belonged to him.

“oh my, thank you,” andy could tell your soft voice was entirely genuine, and he was about to raise the amount, but he remembered than any purchased higher than a thousand would send an alert to his and laurie’s joint email account.

“you’ve made my night, mister.”

andy scowled at the memory— even if a billion people watched your stream, he liked to think you two were simply having a skype-sex session or whatever the younger people used now for video chatting.

facetime?

“hold on- andrew! the plants!” laurie shrilled, waving her hands as she pressed her phone between her ear and her shoulder.

“fucking hell.” andy mumbled, slamming a drawer into place as he made his way out of the house, glancing towards his right and analyzed the garden.

suddenly, he saw purple lights go on in one of the rooms on the second floor.

if cindy’s daughter is still home, why is he doing their chores?

he shoved his hands into his jeans, opting not to water their stupid roses and stupid hortensias and stupid—

his childish thoughts were interrupted by a sweet maserati revving carelessly into the driveway.

he’d be humiliated to admit his jaw dropped at the sight of a celebrity walking about 10 feet away.

devin peters, movie star.

“I’m outside, baby.” he sang into his phone, most likely sending a voice chat as he leaned against the goddess of a car.

the front door swung open, revealing a girl with nothing but a oversized shirt and pink panties, [h/c] hair and beaming [e/c] andy couldn’t mix up.

there was no way.

“there she is.” devin reached out his arms, engulfing you in a needy hug, guiding your legs around his narrow waist.

no. no.

“my pretty girl. how’s my kitten been?” the movie star began walking blindly to the house, mind racing on how many ways he could utterly destroy you.

“oh, crap, that’s lila’s neighbor. hold on,” you wiggled yourself away, shyly making your way towards the older man who was three seconds away from passing out from shock.

“im sure Cindy must’ve told you to take care of these flowers, but I’m house-sitting for a couple weeks. I can manage, mister…”

“barber. mr. barber.”

your eyes widen as your head spun for a split second due to the unquestionable coincidence.

no way.

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PART 3

a/n; this is my multiverse: lloyd hansen, andy barber & devin peters

(devin peters is chris evans’ cameo character in the movie don’t look up, just a reminder :)

#kali writes ! #andy barber #andy barber x female reader #andy barber x reader smut #andy barber fluff #andy barber x reader #chris evans x female reader #chris evans #chris evans smut #chris evans x reader #andy barber smut

[str0l0gy]

ONE VOICE, TWO PHONES

IN WHICH riki messed up the relationship he had with you because of a dumb mistake. you saw how he tried to talk to you everyday but you turned down each attempted. until one afternoon he managed to convince you to keep talking to him by leaving voicemails for him. but only on one condition, he doesn’t get to talk back.

DAY 1. FIRST VOICEMAIL, KINDA NERVOUS.

PREV MASTERLIST NEXT

8:03 P.M.

Riki’s phone rung from his desk. He felt the speed of his heartbeat increase, it was a mix of relief and anticipation. His first instinct was to pick it up, but he froze before he could. Your contact on his phone was still the same as before, he never changed it. He couldn’t bring himself to do it. It stopped ringing before he got a notification that he got a voicemail.

Oh fuck… umm, heyy… I don’t know how to start this.

Hoarse. Your voice was still hoarse after all this time. He noticed when he broke up with you that your voice was all raspy and hoarse as if you’d been crying for an eternity… It hurt. The fact that he caused her pain hurt him. He was thankful that at least he got to listen to you talk to him, even if it’s through voicemails.

Uhh… this is kinda awkward but fuck it I guess. What can I talk about… hmm… Oh! Firstly, I wanna tell you to never ever ever everrrr respond to these voicemails, nor call me, nor answer my phone calls, nor talk to me in person... Umm, moving on…

You laughed and he found himself chuckling at your awkwardness as well.

I really wished you hadn’t done what you did…

The sudden drop of your voice made him quickly stop. His smile dropped.

No- I wish I hadn’t walked on you two. That you kept it a secret and I found out by someone else. I want to say I hate you for that… but I can’t. I could never. I just… Sigh. Wish I didn’t find out like his.

Syuuri is a beautiful girl… And I don’t blame you for liking her-

You choked on your words, something you did when you wanted to cry or when you were very upset. He shook his head in disappointment in himself.

But it still hurts, you know? And I know we were on a break or whatever but it doesn’t minimize the pain I feel because of it. I want to say that I want to know how long it’s been going on, but I really don’t want to know. I hope it wasn’t that long before you got caught.

There was a short pause. A tear slipped out of his eyes, rolling down his cheek. He closed his eyes shut in attempted of suppressing the following tears. He failed.

I don’t wanna end this voicemail badly so I’ll tell you something good… umm, I got into my dream college! I found out in March… Kinda scared but happy. I don’t wanna leave Japan, but I’m so excited for graduation. Oh! And, by the way, I’ll only send voicemails until the day before graduation because I have to get over you somehow… I can’t keep talking to you like this, if not I’ll never do get over you. You laugh softly.

Graduation was eight days away. His heart ached at the fact that this was a voicemail. He yearns for the feeling of your voice in real-time. In person.

Maybe I’ll say goodbye to you in person? You know… before I stop talking to you completely. No promises, though… Anyways, get some rest, I’ll send you a voicemail tomorrow. Bye-bye!

The fact that you decided to do this arrangement with him even after all the pain gave him a sense of relief and comfort. Even if he couldn’t say anything back to you, and even if he couldn’t comfort you. It was a bittersweet feeling.

TAGLIST @sd211 @4imhry @theycallmeahumanoid @ihrtgyu

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[heauxvibez]

5 Songs Challenge

5 Songs. Put your music on shuffle, write an imagine based on the song chosen. Start writing when the music starts, stop writing when the music stops. No cheating babes.

Tagging below who I want to see try this:

@harmshake @visionarymode @thesamoanqueen @southerngirl41

@lina26s @keyaho

Pills and Potions-Nicki Minaj

Jayda gazed at the bottle of pills, tears cascading down her cheeks, her phone gripped tightly in her other hand. Roman's cruel words echoed in her mind—he had abandoned her for another woman, someone he'd assured her was just a friend. She chastised herself for believing their relationship could endure. Soon enough, he'd realize the depth of his mistake, but by then, it would be too late. She'd be gone, and he'd ache for her absence, she was certain of it.

Sitting on the bathroom floor, her back against the wall, Jayda bit her lip in anguish as she poured the pills into her hand and swallowed them. She braced herself, waiting for the darkness to envelop her vision.

Sorry -Beyoncé

Anija smirked devilishly as she tore his clothes apart, hurling them to the floor with a satisfying thud. She managed to find a bottle of bleach and doused his clothes, enjoying the act of destruction.

She had warned him that if he didn't grab his belongings from her house, there would be consequences. Just then, a notification chimed on her phone, drawing her attention.

"Babe, I'm on my way. Please, don't ruin my things. I'm sorry," the text read.

"Boy Bye," she muttered with disgust, tapping out her reply. "Tell Becky with the good hair to replace your ruined crap."

She tossed her phone onto the bed and resumed her rampage, her eyes lighting up the same way his bleached clothes did.

Controlla-Drake

She had barely knocked three times before he swung the door open with urgency.

"Babe!"

Roman pulled her into a tight embrace, his longing clear in the way he held onto her. A month had felt like an eternity without her, and now that she was here, he couldn't wait to feel her touch once again, and he knew the feeling was mutual.

Their lips met in a tender kiss before he closed the door behind her.

"I've been waiting for you for so long," he murmured, his eyes filled with desire as he looked at her. She couldn't help but bite her lip, acknowledging the yearning she felt for him and the intensity of his presence as he took her arm and led her into the bedroom. It was clear that this was going to be a night to remember.

Another Round-Fat Joe ft Chris Brown

Joe's hands roamed over her body, his lips pressed together in anticipation of what he was about to do. He had been intimate with many women, but she held a unique place in his heart. She was more than just another conquest; she was an addiction he couldn't resist. No one else compared to her.

As he moved inside her, his face buried in the curve of her neck, he trailed kisses along her skin, making his way to her ear.

"Don't hold back, baby. Give me everything you've got," he whispered huskily, his voice dripping with seduction. She arched her back, her wrists straining against the restraints.

"I promise, you'll be begging for more after I'm through with you."

Don't Judge Me-Chris Brown

Joe sat on the couch, his head buried in his hands, listening to the heart-wrenching sobs of his girlfriend. Once again, his infidelity had been exposed, and he had hoped it wouldn't come to this.

"Was she beautiful? Was she an actress? Was she better looking than me? What did I do wrong?" she cried out.

Feeling the weight of his guilt, Joe knelt in front of her, gently grasping her hands in his own.

"Baby, please look at me," he pleaded, his voice filled with remorse.

"I'm so sorry. You are incredibly beautiful, okay? I know you've heard rumors about me, and maybe you've seen some pictures online... and they might be true. But I love you, baby girl. I'm begging you, please give me another chance. I'll do whatever it takes to earn back your trust. Just... please."

Tears streamed down his cheeks as he pleaded with her, his heart breaking at the thought of losing her.

She turned away, unable to meet his gaze, her voice barely a whisper to contain her emotions.

"I can't," she murmured, fighting back tears.

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That was fun as hell! It was a struggle though, as soon as I heard the song ending, I started wrapping the imagine up quick lmao. I was typing hella fast ya'll.

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Omg, we need a part two of Blind with Chris, it was so good

'WILL YOU?' (II) - C.S

| 'BLIND' |

Synopsis - After his return, feelings are confessed, and dates are made.

Warnings! - Y/N and Chris being lil cutie patooties, profanity, like one kiss, fluff, a small argument between Y/N and Chris, I think that's all.

A/N - PT2 is here!! Also, thank you guys so much for over 100 followers, y'all are going to make me crazy. Hope you guys enjoy !!

It's been a week since the guys flew back to LA. I stayed at their place for a few days after their return but currently, I'm back in my own apartment.

I haven't gotten any texts from Chris containing anything about the little hearts/notes I left in his room. Thankfully. I don't really know what my goal was when I did it, but I guess it makes a little bit of sense.

A text notification from my phone rips me from my thoughts. I pick it up and it's a text from Chris. I open it, and there's a picture of him holding one of the smaller hearts next to his face, with a smile.

Chris: you leave this? or was it left intentionally??? Me: You'll never know. :) Chris: Oh come on, that's not fair and you know it. Me: Nope. You have to figure it out by yourself. ;) Chris: is there more??? Me: many.

I chuckle at my phone, picturing his reaction. Probably a groan with an eye roll. I set my phone down and focus on the episode of The Amazing World of Gumball that's currently playing.

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Many hours later I get another text from Chris.

Chris: I've found 22 so far. how many are there? Me: 27. You got five left :) Chris: you're a shit head Me: :)

I smile as he sends a photo of all the hearts he's found. I notice the biggest on not there. At that fact, I breathe a sigh of relief. Considering that's the one with the confession on it.

I then get a facetime call from him, probably wanting to know where they're hidden.

I answer, only to be greeted by an unfolded paper with words on it. My eyes widen in shock, and I sit up quickly looking at the paper, instantly recognizing it.

"You've got some explaining to do."

"I-"

"Not to be THAT person but, why on paper? I get it's more poetic but hearing it straight from you would've been better."

"I know. I'm sorry. I don't even know what I was thinking."

"You know what?"

"Hmm?"

"I'm coming over."

"But you can't drive-"

"Don't care. I'll fucking walk."

"Why?"

"So we can talk, in person. Not over the phone."

Butterflies.

"Oh- okay. Are you going to stay on the phone?"

I see a faint nod of his head as I hear him walking on stairs, presumably to the front door of their house.

"Yeah. Why the fuck would I hang up?"

He looks dead at the camera as he walks out of the door and starts walking.

"You do know where you're going right?"

"'Course I do. Been over to your pace so many damn times I have a special route that gets me there faster."

"Oh yeah? What route would that be?"

"Can't tell. A magician never shares his secrets."

"I can't with you." I laugh out as I stand up from my couch and pick up some trash that was on the floor.

"Well, apparently you can. Considering that your note said that you've, and I quote, 'Liked me since we were in freshman year of high school'."

I sigh as I shake my head with a quiet chuckle.

"Okay now, no need to get all smart about it."

"Ha-ha."

"Did you open all of the hearts? Or just opened the biggest one just because?" I smile at the camera.

"I just opened the big one just because."

"Make sure that when you go home later that you open all of them."

"I'm outside. Can you buzz me in?"

"If you press the damn button." I walk over to the speaker and button next to my front door and wait for the buzz on his end before buzzing it on my end.

"I'll be up in a few. Bye."

"Bye."

I lock my phone and throw it on the couch. Did that actually just happen? He actually found my confession.

My stomach churns at the idea of him rejecting it or something. Like, maybe laughing in my face. Or maybe he'll laugh in my face, then stop talking to me.

I shake my head to clear my thoughts at the sound of knocks at my front door.

I take a deep breath and open the door to be greeted by a smiling Chris. Who immediately wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me into a hug. Out of instinct, my arms fly around his neck, my hands positioning themselves in his hair.

Once we pull away, he walks to the couch and plops down. In his 'spot'. Which is really my spot, but I let him have it just for the sake of mine, and his brother's sanity. I sit on the cushion next to him, but not so close we're touching.

"I'm going to go right off the bat, I'm not here to laugh in your face, or reject you."

"You aren't?" I turn my head to him, earning a small smile and a head shake.

"No. I'm here to tell you, I'll happily go out with you and be your boyfriend. I just need to hear it in your words. Not writing."

I nod and clear my throat, preparing to say the corniest thing known to man, something he will most definitely not appreciate, but will take it.

"Chris, I've had like a major crush on you since we started high school. And I've never told you all this time because I value our friendship more than anything else in this world." I let out a chuckle at my next actions.

I stand up and move in front of him, getting on one knee and grabbing one of his hands with both of mine.

"So, here's me confessing. I love you, Chris. I always will. Will you make me the happiest girl and be my boyfriend?"

I can see the visible wince on his face at my actions, heck even my face is in a wince. It's really corny and cheesy, but it'll do.

He breaks out laughing for a second before nodding, earning a sigh of relief from me as he stands up and pulls me up with him. He looks into my eyes, and we hold eye contact for a second before he breaks the silence.

"I would love to be your boyfriend. Nothing would be better."

I smile at his words and move to hug him, but he stops me by placing his hands on my cheeks. I put one of my hands on his wrist, holding it.

He starts to lean in slowly, his gaze occasionally flickering between my eyes and lips. He stops once we're literally centimeters away from each other's lips, his eyes searching mine before I close the gap and plant my lips on his.

He pulls back for a second before leaning back in, tilting his head to deepen the kiss. His hands rest on my hips while mine rest in his hair and on his shoulder, holding each other close.

We pull back for much needed air. Both of us panting for breath.

"Next Saturday, will you go on a date with me?"

I nod, our foreheads bumping against each other as I do.

"Is that even a relevant question at this point?" I smile at him as he tightens his arms around me, pulling me closer into an embrace.

This is perfect.

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[footballf1]

6 years later - Cristiano Ronaldo

Summary: When Cristiano finally meets his first love again after 6 crucial years.

Type: Angst

Note: So this set in 2015, which means in this story Cristiano is playing for Real Madrid. Irina and Cristiano never dated but there is Junior in this story.

Couples: Cristiano x Cássia

Warning: Grammar mistakes, might be a bad angst and no happy ending.

6 years

It has been 6 years since she got her heart broken in half and her difficult decision to leave what was supposed to be the 'love of her life'.

They had everything planned together, but it all shattered in just a span of few minutes. She spent countless days crying over him, longing for his warmth and touch.

Until she finally realizes that some things are meant to be moved on and long forgotten although it is difficult for her to forget everything about Cristiano.

She remembered that painful memory till this day because it will always be engraved in her heart and mind; acting as a terrible scar, that would never heal.

*6 years ago* (2009)

Cássia sat on the couch motionlessly. Her suitcases stood by the doorway as she thought about everything. Was she right for this?

Tears streamed down her eyes as she remembered what happened two weeks ago. She was just cleaning their bedroom when she stumbled upon his phone. A text notification popped up in his phone, which ignited her curiosity.

The message said 'Hey I just finished my appointment and everything went smoothly and there are no problems.'

Her curiosity grew so she opened up the message, luckily she knew his password. But when she opened them, it made her change her whole life. In those chats were text messages between Cristiano and someone named Isabella, but one picture that was sent by Isabella made her heart drop.

It was a sonogram. A baby was seen in the photo. She wanted to know more so she scrolled up to the latest message.

She came across another sonogram picture but this time the baby was much tinier. She looked up at the date and saw it was 2 months ago. This made her look at the conversation between them.

Isabella: Congratulations, it's a boy.

Cristiano: A son. Holy shit I'm gonna have a son. I'm so happy.

Isabella: I know but have you told her about this?

Cristiano: No

Cristiano: I haven't

Cristiano: It's just that I don't know how to tell her about all of this right now, we are in the process of moving together to Madrid and she's having a hard time because her mother is sick.

Isabella: Look I know you care about her but she needs to know one way or another.

Cristiano: I will tell her but I need to find the right time.

She remembered those messages very clearly. The messages that made her break down crying. However she stopped crying when she heard Cristiano asking her if he knew where he kept his phone.

For two weeks, she acted neutrally around him. Usually you would give him kisses and I love you whenever he had to go somewhere but now she just gave him short and meaningless greetings like 'bye' and 'ok'. To which he doesn't notice.

'How could he?' She thought. That's the right question, how could he do this to her when she gave up everything for him.

Her and Cristiano were childhood sweethearts. Friends ever since they were 10 year olds. Started dating at 16. Cássia left Portugal with Cristiano at 18 when he signed into Manchester United. Leaving her family behind and the country she loves with all her heart.

She left everything she loves, just to be with him, but today, she learned that sacrificing something you love can have serious consequences.

She heard the door open, indicating that he was home. "I'm here." He called out. "I got some-." There was a pause. He must've seen the suitcases by the doorway. "Cássia why are all of your suitcases here, we are leaving in two weeks?" He asked.

He appeared in the living room, where he saw her just staring into space. "Cás, what's wrong?" He asked while going to her.

"Was my love enough for you?" She asked.

He stopped in his tracks. "What?" He asked confused.

"Do you even love me anymore?" She asked again. Tears started to form in her eyes.

This caught him off guard. "Of course I love you, Querida. Wha-what makes you say that?" He rambled.

"Then why?" She asked.

"Why what? What did I do, Querida? Tell me what I did?" He questioned. He was confused about why she was acting like this.

"I don't know Cris." She started. "Does Isabella ring any bells?" She sarcastically asked.

Cris froze in his spot. His mouth dried up as she mentioned the name. "What are you talking about?" He lied.

She rolled her eyes. "Don't lie Cristiano, I know you're lying when I see it." She pointed out venomously.

Cristiano opened and closed his mouth like a fish, unable to say anything. He tried to form any sentence that is in his mind but couldn't because everything happened so fast for him and didn't give him time to react.

He had no other choice but to stop himself from speaking and just looked down instead of her eyes. "I was drunk." He mumbled.

She scoffed. "Alcohol. You know what? why don't you find other reasons to blame your mistakes?" She hissed before getting up from the couch.

Cristiano reacted quickly and started trailing behind her. "Cás, I'm sorry please don't leave me. Give me another chance." He pleaded.

She stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him. "I did everything for you. Everything." She wailed with tears streaming down her face.

He could feel his heart cracking like a broken glass when he saw her crying. "Cássia." He approached slowly.

"No. Don't even come fucking near me." She retaliated. She wiped her tears aggressively. "We had everything planned, Cristiano. You always said that you want to marry me and have kids with me and you just had to ruin it all don't you?" She ranted. Her voice cracked after every word.

"Did you change your mind?" She whimpered out.

Cristiano stayed silent. She was right. Nothing and no one should be blamed for his mistake. He needs to own up to it.

"Cássia, I want all of those with you and just you." He reasoned with tears streaming down his face.

"Really? Because what you did with Isabella already tells me that it was all a lie." She pointed out.

"Querida, please. I love you." He pleaded.

That was it. She raised her hand and slapped him across the face. "If you love me that much then you would've appreciated the sacrifice I did so I could stay with you. I left my family and left my country, which I considered my home, just to be with you. But it doesn't matter is it because everything that I have done for you is never good enough." She paused to wipe away her tears and sniffed out a sob.

"I hate you. I hate you so much and I wish I never even met you." She raised her voice. She said it with so much hate, anger and venom. Pain and hurt slashed across his face. She's not gonna lie that she felt bad for him but at the same time Cristiano Ronaldo deserved every hatred word she said.

A car honk was heard right outside the house. It was the taxi that she called earlier to take her to the airport so she could finally go back home where the people, who showed her love since day one, is.

She closed her eyes, knowing that this was the moment she would walk out on him. "I wish you well with your career in Real Madrid and your son, Cristiano." She said that before getting her suitcases and walked out.

Cristiano stayed in the exact same position in disbelief. It took every ounce of him to not chase after her. He didn't deserve her and there's no way of getting her back.

*Present Day*

After the breakup, she went back home to Madeira, her home. However, she found out that her mother's sickness is bad. Her mother is suffering from cancer. Her and her sisters did everything they can to nurse her back to health while she also found a job as saleswoman for a clothing company.

A year later, her mother unfortunately lost the battle to cancer. Leaving her and her sisters devastated, but she always remembered what her mother said. "You only get to live one life, use this as a chance to live a happy life." Which is what she tried to do.

She buried herself into work to forget about him. However that all changed in 2014, when she was suddenly transferred to another branch in Madrid.

She would've rejected it but they offered her a raise and increase in salary, to which she couldn't reject. So she moved away from Madeira again.

A sudden collision at her leg made her snap out of her trance. She looked down and saw a little boy on the floor looking lost and scared. She knelt down and helped him up. "Are you ok?" She asked.

The little boy nodded. It was strange for her because the little boy seemed awfully familiar to someone. "Where are your parents?" She asked while looking around at the crowded people in the mall.

"I don't know. Me and my pai were walking around until I saw a toy store. When I got out, I didn't know where he went." He whimpered.

"Ok we'll find him alright." She soothed to which he nodded. "What's your name?" She asked.

Before he could answer, someone was shouting behind her. "Cristianinho!!!! FILHO!"

She froze as she heard that familiar voice. The little boy looked behind her and ran in an instant. "Pai!" He squealed.

Her eyes followed the little boy hugging his father. Her heart constricted in her chest as her breath hitched when she saw who the father is.

She saw that familiar tan skin and styled black hair hugging the little boy. "I thought I lost you, don't you dare do that to me again ok. I can't see you being all alone." He said while still hugging him.

The little boy pulled away. "I'm fine Pai and I wasn't alone." He reassured. He pointed at her. "She tried to help me find you." He said.

The man looked on where his son was pointing at. His whole body went into a shock mode. His eyes widen at the sight of her in front of him. He felt his heart fluttered for the first time in 6 years.

"Cássia." He managed to let out.

She stayed still like a statue as all of the painful memories he caused came flooding back. She tried to open her mouth but no words could come out. Cássia finally realizes that the little boy was his son.

Meanwhile Junior was looking at the two adults staring deeply at each other. The tension was so thick that you could cut it with a knife. Junior tugged on his father's jacket since it was starting to get more tense. "Pai can we go now?" He asked comfortably.

Cristiano snapped out of his trance and looked at him. "Yes filho just wait." He looked back at her again. He was about to say something but she beat him to it.

"Sorry but I have to go." She said before walking away from the father and son.

Cristiano watched her leave him again. "Pai." Junior called out.

He looked at his son again. "Yes." He replied.

"Who was that?" Junior asked.

"An old friend of mine." He answered.

*Few days later*

It has been 3 days since she last saw Cristiano and all the painful and hurtful memories that she buried for the longest period of time resurfaced back to haunt her.

Usually a nice cup of coffee and some sort of pastry will help clear her mind off things. Which is exactly what she is getting. "Hola que te gustaria recibir hoy?" The cashier asked. (Hello what would you like to get today?)

"Sí, me gustaría tener el croissant y el latte de caramelo." She replied back.

"Serán 25 euros." (That will be 25 euros.)

She opened her purse and rummaged through the mess, trying to find that wallet. Until someone beat her to it. "Voy a pagar por ella" A masculine voice said. (I'll pay for her)

She looked up and saw a muscular covered arm handing the cashier the exact amount of money. She looked beside her and her eyes widened when she realized who he was. Even with the hood over his head and sunglasses on his face, she knows who he is.

"Thanks Cris." She said.

"Shhhh." He hushed her while pointing his finger to his lips. "I don't want people to know." He said while looking around to check if anyone heard it.

"Sorry." She said. The barista handed her order. "Well I guess have a nice day. Thanks again." She said before walking out of the café and to the streets.

All of a sudden, she heard her name being called out. "Cássia wait." He called. She turned around and saw him running towards her. "Are you doing anything tonight?" The first thing he asked after stopping in front of her.

She shrugged. "No not really. I was thinking of just staying at home after work." She answered.

"Well if you're not doing anything then maybe....." There was a long pause. "Would you like to come by my house and have dinner there? You know for old time sake" He finally asked.

To say, she was shocked. She doesn't know what to say. 'Doesn't he have a girlfriend or a son?' She thought. "I-I don't know Cristiano." She stammered. "What about your son or-" She was cut off.

"My son is going to have a sleepover at my friend's house, we'll be fine." He said. "So what do you say?" He asked.

*7 hours later*

Cássia forgot the rest of the conversation, but all she remembered was how it was started to the point where she answered "sure".

She stepped out of the car and walked to the big gate. She pressed the red button, which was supposed to be the intercom.

The speaker made a static sound. "Who is it?" She heard his voice ask.

"It's Cássia, Cristiano."

The gate automatically opened and revealed a luxurious and elegant mansion.

She made her way inside. From the distance, she saw the door open and popped out Cristiano. He was wearing a white buttoned up shirt and some dress pants. Him in that attire just equals one thing, handsome.

"Hey." He said with a smile. The smile that showed off his pearly white teeth, which could make anyone swoon over it.

"You look nice." He complimented her red dress that matches her lipstick. She felt a blush creeping up to her cheeks and tried to hide a small smile forming on her lips.

"Thanks, so do you." She returned back.

He stepped aside to let her come in. She followed him into the kitchen where there was a small bouquet of flowers and a few candlelight on a kitchen counter. There was also a wine bottle and two plates of her favourite pasta.

"Wow Cristiano, it's beautiful."

"Thanks but I can't take the credit." He said coyly while scratching his head. "My friends helped me set it up once they heard me inviting someone for dinner."

"Is that not usual for you?" She asked.

"I never invited anyone for dinner at my house actually. You're the first one." He admitted.

He helped her sit down at her spot. The rest of the time they just eat together in silence. Not a single word was uttered. She smiled mentally when he made the pasta just the way she likes it.

"So how long have you been in Madrid?" He asked, breaking the silence.

"I've been here since last year. My job transferred me here." She said.

"How's your sister and your mom?" He asked.

Her breath hitched at the sudden mention of her mother. "My sisters are fine but a year after I left Manchester, she died." She managed to let out.

"Oh I'm sorry I didn't know." He stumbled.

"It's fine at least she was with her family during her last breath." She said. "Anyways how about your son or Isabella?" She asked, changing the topic.

"You remembered Isabella?" He asked. Shocked to learn that he remembers her.

She nodded. "Yeah I do." She said in a low voice. I mean who wouldn't.

"Ummmm..." He hesitated. "She also died." He said. She looked back at him with pity. "After she gave birth to Junior, she started bleeding. The doctors tried to stop it but it was too late. She flat lined" He sighed.

She looked away from him and turned her sight to the wall where it was full of pictures of him and his mini clone. "How about your son?" She asked while still looking at the framed pictures.

"His name is Cristiano Ronaldo Junior, but we call him Cristianinho. He's 5. He tends to be shy but the nore you get to know him, he's a kind person. He loves to play football with me and is about to join the Real Madrid academy soon." He explained.

She nodded. "You two seem happy together." She replied.

"We are but I always felt like there was something missing." He said.

"Which is?" She asked.

"Someone to be with forever." The sound of the chair creaking caught her off guard. She looked and saw that he got up from his chair and stalked towards her slowly.

"Where we can both love each other." He finished. He stood in front of her and tugged back a strand of hair behind her ear. She inhaled a little of his deodorant lingering in his body.

Just by the smell of his intoxicating scent, old memories that she had left buried deep inside of her have somehow recollected its way to her feelings.

"Cristiano." She whispered.

She felt his fingers slide down her chin and brought it up so she could look at him straight in the eye. "You don't know how long I have been waiting for you Cássia." He said in a low voice.

He traced her lips slowly with his thumb. He leaned down slowly with his eyes trailing to her lips. She didn't know what got over her, but she felt herself leaning towards him.

Their lips touch each other. She felt that familiar tingle forming in her lips with the same butterflies that were swarming in her stomach. He brushed her hair to the back of her ear, he put both of his hands at the side of her face.

From that moment, she felt herself being in bliss. The way he kissed her felt like she was finally being loved again. That feeling she has been trying to regain for the past 6 years.

But that happiness died down when she remembered what happened 6 years ago. The screaming, the shouting and the hearts breaking. She could imagine Isabella kissing his lips. The same lips she is kissing as her.

She pulled away from the kiss roughly, which made him give her a confused look. "I'm sorry I have to go." She stammered.

She picked up her purse and walked away from the table but a hand grabbed her wrist. "Please don't run away again." He whispered.

She felt tears prickling in her eyes and she looked down on the floor. "This was a mistake, Cristiano." She muttered lowly but loud enough for him to hear it.

She tugged her hands again but instead he pulled her till her back hit his chest. He wrapped his arm around her waist which made her unable to move.

"Please Cássia." He pleaded. Small drops of water fell onto her shoulder, he was crying. "I've been living in constant guilt and regret for 6 years. I couldn't forgive myself for that because I lost the woman I love so much." He sobbed.

Tears started spilling down her eyes. "It was hurtful Cristiano." She said.

He sniffed out. "I know." He croaked out.

"But we need to move on. You already have a son. He sounds like a beautiful and charming boy who you are lucky to have. Your son needs you. Isabella would've wanted you to raise him. I would've wanted you to raise him instead of chasing me." She said.

She detached his arms away from her waist and walked out of the house. Leaving him alone, in a crying state. Just like 6 years ago, he didn't chase after her.

*The next day*

The sound of the doorbell ringing jolted him awake. He looked down on himself and saw that he was still wearing yesterday's clothes. He didn't even bother to check the time.

He got up from the bed and went to the control panel. "Who is it?" He asked groggily.

"It's us Cristiano. Marvel and Luka." A cheery voice said.

He grumbled and pressed the button that opens the gate. He went to the front door and when he opened it, he saw two of his best mates smiling which turned to a frown when they saw him.

"Pai!" Junior squealed and hugged his father's legs.

"Hey Filho did you have fun?" He asked while caressing his curls.

"Yup." He said before walking inside.

He turned to look at his best mates. "What are you guys doing here early in the morning?" He groaned out.

They both gave him a confused look. "Umm Cristiano it's 11 past 30." Luka said. He pulled out his watch and pointed at it. "See."

Cristiano squinted his eyes, only to find out that the Croatian was right. "I slept for that long." He thought.

Marcelo was confused. His friend, who is usually an early bird, never wakes up late. His mind finally clicked when he saw what Cristiano was wearing. "The date didn't go well?" He suggested.

Cristiano sighed in defeat and nodded.

Marcelo and Luka gave him pity looks. Luka handed him Juniors bag. "Sorry about that mate." He said before they both spun on their heels and left.

*A few hours later*

Junior sat beside him as they both watched the game intensely. It was Atletico going against Villarreal. Right now it is a 1-1 draw.

"Pai." Junior said, breaking the silence.

"Hmmm." He hummed.

"Who was that old friend of yours?" Junior asked out of curiosity.

Cristiano sighed. "Her name is Cássia."

"Why did you stop being friends with her?" He asked again.

He sighed again. "Before you were born, I did something that hurt her a lot. I regret it badly and I wish I could just take it all back." He explained.

"Do you like her Pai?" He asked, catching him off guard.

Cristiano shook his head 'no'. "I don't, Junior."

It's because I love her.

A/N

I don't know how to end this thing in a better way.

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[limelyrics]

Persecution Complex Cellphone Girl (LOL)/被害妄想携帯女子（笑）

“That’s unforgivable.”

“Well, you know that guy.”

“He’s just prone to self inflation.” 

But all you desire

Is clear, my revelation

It sees through every liar

And it points ‘em out directly

This phone I always carry on me

I’ve got a target

It’s the singer that you all love

He’s such douchebag

Using girls that he’s fond of

Crushing their hearts when he’s done

Shocking everyone

When the world is your own oyster

Gotta make your own fun

But just like you

I had longed for someone too

“If it hurts, why try?”

This delusional girl will

(Just keep on walking)

Worrying about justice

(Ego’s talking)

Victim, Abuser, all rise

A blind and deaf judge

Will not stop till her ego is truly justified

“Not bullshiting!”

“He totes attacked me!”

“Can’t you see it?”

“He’s so guilty!”

Like, post and retweet

Called him out ‘cause he’s a liar

“You can’t trust men at all, no I’m sick and tired”

But I won’t tell anyone

‘Cause truly who would listen

I sound so stupid

“Stupid, stupid”

The phone rings again

Check the name

A loud mouth bitch

They’re all the same

Although they seem nice

On the outside

They’re immoral too

I’ll seduce for attention

I’ll spark up contention

So call me why don’t you

So I can turn you to prey too

This delusional girl will

(Just keep on walking)

With that suspicious cell phone

(Target locking)

Holding her morals with pride

A blind and deaf judge

Will not stop till her ego is truly justified

Blind faith and true addiction

(It doesn’t matter)

Finding the faults in others

(Acquire, scatter)

No, they can run but can’t hide

“With nowhere to go, the liar won’t be leaving here till I’m justified.”

“Satisfied, well not just yet”

Ah~

“Found you out!”

“And you’ve gotta be the liar totally, ly!”

“That’s unforgivable.”

This delusional girl will

(Just keep on walking)

Worrying about justice

(Ego’s talking)

Victim, Abuser, all rise

A blind and deaf judge

Will not stop till her ego is truly justified

A ringing plays from the phone

(It found a liar)

“Who is it now?” the tension

(Turn up the fire)

Notification mayhem

“But why target me?”

“I’m just another victim.”

“It’s simple, can’t you see.”

“You’re a liar!”

“Sorry, sis, that’s the tea!”

“Why not go die?”

“Bye, bye, bye!”

#translyrics #vocaloid #lime's translyrics #vocaloid song #gumi vocaloid #gumi #giga #giga p #reol #れをる

[tojikai]

NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO I CANT– NO! I SWEAR TO GOD NO 😭😭😭😭😭 IT CANT BE PLEASE NO my anxiety right now is like 📈📈📈📈📈📈📈📈📈📈📈📈 PLEASE POR FAVOR お願いします WHATEVER LANGUAGE YOU WANT, I BEG YOU NO 😭😭😭😭

SERIOUSLY, this fic is messing too much w my emotions, i dont think i can take it anymore LMAO i got the notification i was already nervous, then i started reading and my heart was beating SO FAST and i now i feel like throwing up and crying damn kkkkkkkk /smiling through the tears/ you rly making me feel all sort of things, im sad but enjoying it too much to complain lol

OKAY. I need to be honest here: i read that ask someone said how they perceived each character and i MAY feel more empathetic to Satoru now lol (ormaybeimjustbiasedwhatever) truly happy to see him working on himself and everything else but bro??? c'mon¡!!!¡!! you shouldn't be so naive atp anymore pls she was even talking to the dragon when you got home, my love 😭😭😭 hopefully she wont get pregnant, or loses the baby, or gets arrested for touching someone w/o consent, or gets in a car accident and dies– anyways, there are soooo many ways it could so i will hope for the best while hoping for the worst too;;; the things you do to me, istg 🥲

Also, Toji's showing too many red flags lol i mean, i can kinda understand him but???? Nah, it's like he isn't even trying to listen and understand the reader 🧐 girl, just take your lil girl and run, all mens are bad atp lol go find geto suguru, he knows how to be a good girl's dad and is handsome too

Anyway, after this chapter i may or may not have wavered as Team Toji 👀 its a bit worrying tbh and im that type of person who thinks "one alarm's enough, im out bye~" so cant be hypocritical here and say i want reader to stay lol but i also dont want reader w gojo bc his hag of a mother is rly unsettling, dont think its a safe environment for her or yui,,, im thinking too much im stopping and let the worry for the next

AH JUST REMEMBERED STH!!! Cant help but feel happy that satoru's father backed him up against his mother 💛 wishing a nice future for this man too bc that woman is tOTALLY INSANE!! Who the hell talk like that abt baby trapping someone???? Damn,,, reader rly should have reported her or sth i feel like she'll keep causing trouble whilst out of jail 😭😭

Muito obrigada for this chapter, was rly a great experience (tho i felt anxious LOL) and actually it always is whenever i read something from you :) hope youre taking care of yourself and having a nice week, be well <3

satoru's father would always have his back. he's literally just there for satoru🥹 he lost his first born already, he's not letting anything happen to satoru too. and yeah, toji really got his supporters torn😭 where he's coming from is understandable tho, but in a rs, it always has to be mutual sooo... yeah, thank u so so much for the support <33 im happy u enjoyed itttt

#🍭—kaitalks #f: sundered

[hongism]

yall know what time it is. ITS BREAKING THE ASKBOX TIME SJJSKALALALKAKSKWLWMNSNDDJKDK

honestly i expect nothing short of a masterpiece the moment i saw the notification. YOU! DO! NOT! DISAPPOINT! EVER! MISS CALY!!!

before getting into the crazier bits of this chapter, i wanna acknowledge how much you’ve grown as a writer during this series 🥹 recently i started re-reading some of the older moc chapters, and not to say that your writing wasn’t great before in any way, but the way you write now is so much more refined and beautiful, and i guess some of that is also attributed to how intense the story line and characters have developed. seriously, i’m so grateful to be able to read something and feel just how much effort and love the author has poured into in. now i can go on and on about praising your talent but i digress for the sake of discussing more… pressing issues that goes on here :)

*SPOILER ALERT FROM THIS PART*

now that jisung, hyunwoo and even hyunjin (sadly) has reached their demise, it finally dawns on me that this really is an end of an era. we spent like the past 1 or 2 maybe even 3 acts going through a gazillion emotional roller coaster rides all caused by jisung, but now is it weird that i’m kinda sad that he’s gone? it’s a perfect ending since jisung will probably never get his redemption even if he lives, but idk, i think it’s kinda depressing how love makes you do crazy shit :/ hyunwoo, on the other hand, BYE YOU ASS LMFAO WELL DESERVED. the only thing that dude has is the fucking audacity until the very last minute.

the action scene was beyond immaculate just as the emotional ones and there’s no doubt about that. im writing this with metaphorical tear streaks down my face and a broken heart after reading the whole chapter. you’ve got a way with words that can make me feel like i’m living and breathing in this fictional world. also, can we talk about this:

“Give me what’s mine first”

“Let her go immediately, you dog, or I’ll put a bullet in your head too.”

WELL GOD DAMN SIR. i’m gonna be fr and say i was SO certain we’re finally gonna get the infamous, long-awaited scene that must not be named between captain and ghost, but that’s on for me for not taking the slow burn warning more seriously lol. BUT there is still hope, i mean our mc would not be our mc if she can resist temptations and mind her own business yk.

"All these pit stops, huh? You sure she's the one trying to save you here, Captain? Because it looks an awful lot like that's what you're trying to do to her instead."

"Nightingale"

“I'm going, I'm going!”

and THIS IS ADORABLE OMG?!/?? i swear this whole part and the next part here is a prophecy that they’re gonna get it.

Yet, what you see before you is a trap, one carefully set by a vulnerable yet volatile man who could easily turn the situation into one that is advantageous to him permanently and you briefly. You imagine he has been in this position before — one where he can take as he pleases without thinking of the consequences of his actions — and where you stand, in a vulnerable spot yourself, you feel that tug to be near someone on equal footing. Wonder persists in your mind as you question where that is how Yunho initially fell into bed with him some time ago, or even further back to the first time Seonghwa was with him.

my girl has got some resolve and dignity alright, but we’ll see how long that lasts hahasksjak. we still probably got around 100 more chapters lol but just so you know, you’re gonna have to expect more than a broken askbox when that happens. everyone here will go so insane we might accidentally report you for emotional damage /hj. this is more than enough rambling but PLEASE I CAN NOT WAIT FOR MORE YOU’RE A LITERAL GODSEND THANK YOU LOVE YOU <3 - 🌊

OMGOMG okay i’ve been trying to answer this ask for like 2-3 weeks now but tumblr kept making it disappear from my inbox i was legit losing my mind?? but god bless today... today it worked... so finally i can respond... 

thank you for waiting for me so sorry tumblr was a bitch and didn't let me respond sooner </3 i was legit so sad it kept disappearing bc i wanted to answer SO BAD LSKDFJFLK thank you thank you first off in this past few days i'e received so much lvoe and compliments on my writing, and i've been told many lovely things and i know you sent this ask a while back but man it still means so much to me i'm still so grateful the words hold just as much meaning to me i really truly appreciate them and you!!!

now onto the spoiley bits... you're spot on! this is the end of an arc in its own regard where we've been in this storyline for such a long while by now that it's a bit like wow! that's over! i've been loving seeing the mixed bag of reactions about jisung, truly, the overwhelming majority are upset over his death even if he was a villain in many regards and that is super fascinating to me and frankly that was my goal i was trying to achieve! switching the perspectives of jisung vs hyunwoo, i wanted to play with that concept and i couldn't be happier with the outcome!

hongjoong and mc have such a fun dynamic and push-and-pull to play with too i adore it and i adore seeing everyone react to that as well, especially with recent chapters ofc.. but she's a strong one! she's resisting well! she's still got her resolve and her dignity both buttttt we'll see how much longer that lasts :3

#mists of celeste #moc: spoilers #🌊 anon

[commaclear]

“Hey Q,”

Wilbur grabbed a chair and sat down, “ did you sleep well?” He smiled grabbing quackity s hand softly

“Wilbur…”

“Yeah? Is everything alright?” Wilbur gave one of his reassuring smiles, the kind quackity loved because his eye would crinkle ever so slightly.

Quackity recoiled his hand from Wilbur’s touch, “no it’s- no it’s not. I- I’m sorry Wilbur I can’t keep doing this to myself.. to slime or after me and Karl-“ Quackity looked away, “ I need you to pack your things.”

Wilbur wasn’t born yesterday, but there was a part of him, the part of him left in a police station, that still looked for the best in the worst.

“What for q?” He quietly asked, ignoring the tear that cascaded over his cheek .

Quackity sighed angrily, “Wil- every since you lost custody you’ve let yourself go. I- I can’t deal with this ! With you and how pathetic you are! I don’t need another thing to manage in my house.”

His house? When did their home become his house?

“Techno and Phil- they have the truck ready to load . I’ll leave for a few hours, thats enough time for your things to be packed and you back home with Phil.”

Quackity walked away, leaving Wilbur speechless and sobbing once he heard their quackitys door shut.

—

“Wilbur, mate…” Phil looked at Wilbur who was splayed out on his bed in the dark, “how about we go downstairs today?“

Wilbur didnt turn to look at Phil, he kept his eyes glued to his phone. He didn’t say anything back.

“Cmon, Why not wil?” Phil pleaded, “Tommy’s playing some mariokart im sure he’d love it if you tagged along.”

Phil looked around the room, “ maybe after an hour or so you guys can start unpacking these boxes ?”

“We don’t need to do that dad.” Wilbur responded

“Why not”

“He’s gonna call soon.”

“Wil-“

“He is,” Wilbur pulled himself closer to the phone, “ he’s gonna call m- me and tell me he’s coming to take me home,”

Phil looked at Wilbur with pain

“The- then we’re gonna go to his favorite restaurant- no we can go to Pizza Hut!” Wilbur chuckled, “yeah yeah, that way slime can come along and tell me what he’s been up to.”

“Then quackity will do that thing where he takes my hand and kisses my palm, he knows I love that” Wilbur melted into his pillow that the thought, “he’s going to take me to bed and hold me and tell me goodnight, shower me with so many kisses” wilbur felt tears fall from his face to his pillow as he continued

“I cant leave or else I’ll miss his call.” Wilbur checked if he got any new notifications. He felt Phil’s hand on his shoulder, when did he even get there?

“Wil… it’s been 3 months, you have to unpack.” Phil spoke softly

Wilbur’s mother looked at him pitifully

“I’ll be right back you stay right here alright?”

Fundy glanced at Wilbur before sally took him out the courthouse.

“Bye dad”

Quackity recoiled his hand and looked away

“I need you to pack your things”

Wilbur let put a sob and began to wail into his pillow, feeling Phil lay down and hug him tightly. Wilbur gripped Phil’s shirt, tying him down alongside him.

“Shhh it’s okay wil I’m here I’m here” Phil tried to soothe him

“nO NO YOURE GONA LEAVE ME!” Wilbur yelled in Phil’s shirt, “you’re gonna leave me alone you all are! They all leave! they all leave me dad!”

“Wil…”

Phil felt his heart pang at the desperation in Wilbur’s voice as he cried.

Knowing there’s nothing he could do to stop it. That Wilbur would fall asleep and they’d continue this cycle again tomorrow.

—

Yeah had that lil funky thought hop you liked it

With love, ******

why do you want to hurt me, ******?

I'd ask what I ever did to you, but I do a lot of things all the time

#anons my beloved #hi thirsty im dad #****** anon

[miloo-o]

231211 TaeJoon's Enlistment Day 😔

Wow, their turn is finally come. I never imagine I would witnessed this moment, Taehyung and especially my bias Kim Namjoon, entered the training center to start their military service 😭.

Namjoon on buzzcut from a long time ago, him talking about their plan to enlist together at the end of this year on his birthday, it's 3 months ago. I think I would be ready and all okay on the day he enlist but guess who can't stop crying now?? 😔💔

Since the original post on Weverse hasn't translated well so I'm just gonna drop the Namjoon's letter translation from ARMY translator here.

"Wishing that this will touch you even just a little bit"

What's makes you think your letters done nothing to us, Kim Namjoon??!!! My heart start getting hurt once I got the notification 😭😭😭.

And this is Taehyung's letter:

Jimin just did a live today after shaving his head. He said that Namjoon and Taehyung entering with smile. That info is enough. I hope they're okay in there.

I think it's around 12pm when the Twitter timeline start talked about news content that said BTS member is entering the location. Gladly there's no fans that gathered in there, just as BTS asked on live to not to go there. But some solo's sending a bus instead to cheer them up. Guess who we've been missing and manifesting to be on ot7 picture today.

Feels like I never saw him for years. He getting more cute 😭. At least we can see him together with the members on the pict.

And there they are. Bragging about their position in the military. Seokjin is a Sergeant meanwhile Hobi is a Corpral. Seokjin just shared a funny short story on Weverse 😂:

It's always him who dragged ARMY out from the deep sadness. He really don't let anyone cry 😭.

The caption said "Don't get hurt and go safely my babies~". Yes he just called TaeJoon his babies 🥺. And I just realized that they're Kim Brothers.

The maknae line ✨️. Jimin and Jungkook will enlist tomorrow since they registered together to the same location. Anyway I saw a video on TikTok that explain about this partner system. Apparently there are some soldiers that dead from suicide because of the pressure during their military service. That's why the government decided to created this system where people can choose to registered with one friend. But the consequences is the location might be so far away from Seoul.

Seems like so many of their friends come to send them off. Their family of course, Namjoon team, Taehyung's high-school friends. Seems like Wooga squad just met-up the day berfore on Taehyung's.

*Jungkook just started a Weverse live now by the way. I think it's gonna be short.

Forgot to mention about the song Namjoon shared on his IG story. Goodbye by Sanullim. Kinda surprise because the song released on 1986 like how did he found it? But since he's a musician and maybe the song is popular in South Korea so... The first time I listened to this song, I cried a lot. I don't fully understand the lyrics but it makes me cried so much😭😭💔💔💔💔. The song is sang by kids on on the first and then by the singer. Here's the translated lyrics:

Annyeong (hi/bye)

My cute friend

When the boat horn sounds in the distance you cry without anyone knowing

Alone at night when everyone is asleep

Annyeong (hi/bye)

My little love

When the stars shine far away

you talk without anyone knowing

While crying

I went far, far away

I'm gonna listen to this song the whole night until I tired of crying 😭.

Man, I don't know what to do after this. Maybe just trying to survive without them? I mean I've been on this fandom since I was 19, now that I'm 25. There are a lot of things happened and a lot of thing are formed/connected. I don't see them just as idol who just appear on my screen to dance, sing, and being cool, pretty, and other celebrity stuffs. They are my biggest emotional support since before. So I don't really know what should I do the day after tomorrow until June 2024 (since Seokjin is come home) lmao.

It's 2.33 am in South Korea now. I wish they have a good sleep and good meal 🥺. Anyway I see from their live that Taehyung was excited to join the military. Said that he has a goal. I'm a little bit worried about how bulky he become after this but whatever that makes the baby happy.

Wish the baby bears a good luck on their services. They will be separate after the basic training but since they're a good people and a social butterfly I believed people around them will be kind to them.

Until we meet again!

See you guys in 2025 🫡👋💜

[aajjks]

Jungkook raises a brow at Mrs. Monica and says “Sure I need a break anyway. If I see one more error I think I’m gonna hurl.” He snatched his keys, wallet, and phone and gets out of there with Mrs. Monica in tow trying to keep up with his long strides.

He is also gentlemen like so he opens the car door, he heard her say “Thank you” and he nods as he get in a drives toward a bistro. They sit down at a booth and they start talking but bunny koo’s thoughts were thinking about you. He is thinking this while maintaining a stoic face.

~~His mind~~~~

[I wonder if she is alright? I hope she is, I want to take care of her. She makes my heart pound..wow she is amazing.. I WANT TO MARRY HER! LET HER HAVE MY BABIES! WHY CANT SHE NOTICE ME LIKE HOW SHE NOTICES HER FRIENDS?! I know I know it is wrong.. but mmm she makes me feel good whenever I look at her.]

~~~end of his thoughts~~~

He thoughts get cut off by Johnathans voice, and he couldn’t help but hear a wholesome conversation about you.

Meanwhile at Johnathans table

His friend “How is you little crush, Y/N doing?”

Johnathan blushing like a mad man and pushes his friend lightly “Hey stop teasing me.. I kissed her forehead. I might have overstepped a boundary but she is so cute in her study mode!” He actually gushes

His friend his shock and says “Well I hope it works out, have you told her anything about liking her like that?”

Johnathan says “No she doesn’t like distractions, I have seen the way she looks at me when I distracted her it is kinda scary, kinda hot and I am fine with that.”

Back to Jungkook’s table

He maintains the stoic attitude and mysterious aura around him but his thoughts were anything but peaceful as he rages with jealousy, his demon was about to come out and he hates it when this thing comes out.

He licks the side of his check as he keeps hearing the conversion and Mrs. Monic notices his sudden mood change and she is trying to distract him but she doesn’t want to overstep boundaries.

Jungkook looks at the pregnant lady who is married as a blessing because he actually can fight his demon when someone is distracting him. He is grateful but he wished it was Y/n because his demon goes away when she is near. She doesn’t even have to try, her presence is all it takes for him to calm the heck down.

Meanwhile with Y/N

As she is studying she gets a notification of he boy bestie who she has a crush on texts her about a science problem that he is actually struggling with, she was his last resort because she knows he is really smart. So she is on call with him and helping him.

He smiles and says gratefully “Oh my you-you really are godsend! You are an angel I am forever grateful thank you so much. I should have thought of that before. I am sorry that I trouble you.”

Y/n smiles and says “Not to worry my dear Suho, I got your back my friend.” Suho smiles and says “Alright got to go love ya bye!”

Y/n blushes slightly and says “I love ya to bye!” Once she knows the phone is clear of any calls she giggle and gushes “Oh my! He said I love you heheheheeh!” She does an awkward little dance before she goes back to studying.

-✨

Jungkook comes back home after a long day, and he is still very much pissed about what happened today at the campus he doesn’t know how to calm down.

He really doesn’t want to commit a murder so maybe a threat will do the trick.

He picks up his phone and takes out a paper. He quickly changes his Sim. And then typed a number on his message app.

stay. away. from. her. Or you’re dead.

He smirks as he sends the message to Jonathan. He had picked up his number from the school before coming back home.

This Shall be enough to scare the kid away but if not, he’s not scared to take this to drastic measure.

He then open his Photos and his changes as he stares at a few of your pictures.

“How… are you so pretty…” he whispers to himself as he drinks his soda.

“cannot wait to see you tomorrow, princess.”

#✨ anon

[rideyoonmin]

EPISODE 05:- JEALOUSY

Next day

Y/N's POV:

I woke up to the sound of my phone

buzzing under my pillow. I hurried and

took the phone into my hand. But then I

rubbed my sleepy eyes as the vision was

a little blurry. I clicked on the topmost

notification.

Yoongi :Good Morning cutie 💗

My heart skipped a beat as soon as I read

the message. How the hell he can make

me have a heart attack just by calling me

a nickname!? I was totally lost. I put my

phone against my heart as I began to blush.

Me:- Good morning

Yoongi :- Aren't you gonna call me a nickname or send any emoji back?

Me:- Ohh , GOOD MORNING LIT MEOW MEOW !! ❤️💗💜💙💚

Yoongi:- Lol I'm not cat tho-

Me:- i don't care,I just send you heart emojis back bcz u asked me to

Yoongi : So you didn't mean any of them at all?

Did you just send it bcz I told u to?

Me:- i mean it but

Yoongi:- But? What?

Me:- Umm. Nothing. Bye I gtg make breakfast

Yoongi :- ok Bye cutie ❤️

Ahhh!! This man is literally playing with my

heart!!! He just called me cutie but it felt

like it was something more

Yoongi's POV

It was a bit cold outside. But I was in the

front yard while watering the flower bed.

I heard a familiar voice and noticed it was

Namjoon as I looked at the neighbourhood. He

was at the doorstep of their house with Y/

N. As our houses were located close to each

other, I could hear their conversation.

"Make sure you have the lunch at the

correct time" Y/N said to namjoon giving him a

Sweet smile.

"Only if I don't get busy" namjoon said back to

her and ran his fingers through his hair.

"Yahh!! Don't you dare to skip your meal!!"

Y/N cutely hit namjoon's arm. I was amazed by

the way Y/N treating namjoon. She cared a lot

about him. Like they had an unbreakable

relationship. They liked each other a lot

and it made me jealous.

"Okay chill. I'll try to have lunch at the

right time. Now, I gotta go. Take care while

I'm gone. Don't try to do stupid things or

don't set the house on fire" namjoon giggled

and caressed Y/N's head.

She cutely frowned at namjoon as she nodded

her head. They waved each other goodbye

while Y/N looked at namjoon from the

doorstep.

namjoon walked past my house while waving

at me. Then the smile on his face suddenly

disappeared. And that's the time I noticed

that I was frowning at him with anger

this whole time. I didn't even know what's

gotten into me. Namjoon stopped waving at me but continued his way to the grocery shop.

He must've got confused. I ran back into my

house not knowing what to do.

I wanted to talk with Y/N. I wanted Y/N's

attention on me as well. Because I like Y/

N so much. I felt bad whenever I see her

treating another guy in a sweet or lovely

way. I felt jealous when she acted cute

around them. Specially namjoon.they both

live in the same house. They could even

sleep together. And I didn't like it. I took my

phone to my hand to text Y/N.

Me:- Y/N can we hang out?

Y/N :- Sure..When?

Me:- At what time are you free?

Y/N: At afternoon

Me: Okay then. Meet me at the lake .

5:47 pm..

I wait for Y/N on a bench at the lake.

I turned back as I heard some footsteps

behind me. It was Y/N. She came and sat

beside me on the bench as she looked at

me with her gorgeous shiny eyes. Some

standards of her hair were falling onto her

face making her look even attractive.

"So what's up?" Y/N asked.

"Oh nothing. I just wanted to talk with you.

And get to know you more" I said and got

closed to Y/N's body.

"Okay. So what do you wanna know about

me?" She asked while gulping down hardly.

"Hmm soo.. Let me start with some simple

questions. Ready?"I chuckled.

"Go on" Y/N replied.

"What makes you believe in love?" I asked

and raised one of my eyebrows.

"Woah! I thought you were going to ask me

some simple questions.. But I don't think

these are simple at all" Y/N spoke as she gave me a nervous smile.

"]ust tell me the answer" I said again.

"In my opinion, it's Trusting and taking

care of each other with love" Y/N said like a

little kid while looking down at the water.

"Ooh.. Okay. Next question. What qualities

do you expect in a guy?" I asked my next

question as I looked directly into her eyes.

"Umm. They need to be loyal and

respectful" She lowered her tone while

replying as she was shy to talk about those

with me.

"Ok so. This one is a ridiculous question

but.. Are you in an affair with someone?" I

realised I just asked the stupidest question

ever but looked forward to her answer.

"What? Why should I answer that? No, I'm

not gonna tell you" Y/N began to chuckle

leaving me in embarrassment.

"Oh comne on Y/N, say it" I said with a pout.

"No, I won't" She shortly replied.

"Pfffft! Okay fine! Do you at least have

someone on your mind?" I raised my

eyebrows again "Umm. Yeah. I can't say no to that" Y/N replied as she bit onto her bottom lip

making me go crazy. She looked super sexy

without even trying.

"Can I know who is it?" I asked while

looking at my reflection on the water.

"Absolutely,... No" She said with no emotion

on her face and looked directly into my

eyes like she's gonna eat me.

"Namjoon What kind of impressions do you

have on namjoon?" I tilted my head to a side as

I was curious to know about the answer.

"He's a really special person in my life" Y/N

replied with a lovely smile on her face.

"Tell me more" I said in a low tone and bit

my inner cheek.

"Well.. Namjoon is so sweet and a good

guy. He's always there for me whatever

happens" Y/N explained making my heart

hurt

I was right. She loves him. They are definitely

in a relationship. They love each other. What

am I even trying? I can't break someone's

relationship like that just because I'm

jealous. I thought to myself as my heart

began to pound with pressure.

"Do you love him? Is he you boyfr-" I was

about to ask Y/N when her phone suddenly

started ringing.

I saw her phone screen and it was a call

from namjoon. Y/N answered the call with a

huge smile on her face. After she hung up

and started talking to me.

"Yoongi, I gotta go now. Namjoon said that he

would come home early today" Y/N said

and stood up from the bench.

"It's ok. Text me if you have time" I said

with a fake smile trying to hide the pain in

my heart. She waved at me with a pretty

smile on her face and walked away.

I sat there alone looking at my reflection

on the water. I felt like I just got rejected. I

was so lost in my mind. I didn't know what

to do. All I felt was sadness and jealousy. I

began to grow hate on namjoon little by litle.

#bts namjoon #bts yoongi #bts fic #bts ffs #bangtan #fanfiction #fanfic

[bonky-n-steeb]

honey,

there is no right way (ix)

summary || when you agree to be the feared mobster Bucky Barnes’ sugar baby, you expect to get enough money to pay your bills. what you don’t expect is to fall head over heels for him.

warnings || sugar baby au, mob! Bucky Barnes, kidnapping, violence, SMUT. ANGST. FLUFF. (the holy trinity). MINORS DNI.

I have decided to not do taglists anymore, so if you wished to be notified of my newest updates please follow @bonky-n-steeb-lib and turn on the notifications!

* Feel free to send drabbles, requests or asks about this series!

so guys, this is it. It’s the final part and I’m so emotional saying a good bye to this series. I’m so blown away by the response it has got and I hope I haven’t disappointed you with the ending. I sincerely hope y’all like this :)

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Your head felt groggy as you slowly blinked your eyes open. Your eyelids were heavy with sleep as they drooped low and you wanted to fall asleep again.

But your inner instincts were screaming at you to wake up and when you finally opened your eyes, suddenly all the things that happened rushed back to your head.

“Aww, is the sleeping beauty awake?” You flinched back when you heard a very familiar voice come from the periphery of your eyes.

You shook your head in order to clear some of the drowsiness, and with wide eyes, you looked around trying to gauge your position. You were in some dilapidated basement with your hands tied to the chair you were sitting in.

You tried wiggling your hand outside of the tight rope bonds, but failed miserably. You heard someone clicking their tongue from your side and you snapped your head that way, but regretted it the next moment when your head started spinning.

“Don’t stress yourself, sugar.” Tony mocked. You clenched your jaw and spat fire through your eyes as he used your nickname with pure hatred. “Don’t look at me like that, I know you like it. He calls you that, doesn’t he?”

“Wha…” your throat was dry and you licked your lips before speaking again. “What do you want? What is all this about?” Your dry throat hurt as you spoke with a raspy voice.

“Hmm… well, I’m not going to play any more games with you and come straight to the facts. I want you dead.” Your heart stopped for a beat when you heard Tony’s words.

“Why? Why would you do that?… Please, I haven’t done anything. You know who I am, right? Aren’t you Bucky’s friend? Where’s Bucky? Where’s Peter? Is this some kind of a prank?” You babbled.

“Of course I know who you are, that’s the reason why you’re here. And don’t worry about Peter, he’s right there.” Tony pointed towards a dark corner and you squinted to see Peter standing there.

“Peter! Peter, please save me. Why are you doing this to me! What wrong have I ever done?” You were screaming hysterically while trying to free yourself from the chair.

“You haven’t don’t anything wrong. But Bucky? Bucky has done some horrible horrible things that’s he’s going to pay for, soon.” Peter had a malicious glint to his smile as he came forward into the light.

“If you wanted me dead then why did you save me from John? You could’ve let me die back then.” You tried reasoning but looking at their evil smirks you knew you couldn’t reason with them.

“Because I wanted to bring you to Tony. If John would’ve gotten his hands on you then the things we’d planned for all these months would go waste.” Peter didn’t sound guilty at all.

“You’re insane! Something is wrong with you. This isn’t the Peter I knew. You’re a good person Peter, please help me!” You were openly crying now, unable to hold back your tears.

“That was all a facade. I thought you were smarter than to fall for my puppy eyes.” Peter mocked you. “But don’t you work for Bucky? And isn’t Tony making a new partnership with him? What is happening?”

“Story time! God, I love telling stories.” Tony rubbed his hands together excitedly and you wanted to roll your eyes at his drama.

“Stop this stupidity and tell me why you’re doing this.” You knew these two had lost their minds and there was no point being kind anymore.

Tony looked taken aback for a minute by your straightforwardness but shrugged. “Your bad. I was going to tell you a real interesting story, but now I’ll cut it down to a short little summary, and that is,

Bucky killed my father.”

You gasped at the revelation. You knew that Bucky wasn’t really a person who abided the law, yet hearing this made you feel a little uneasy. But somehow, it didn’t deter the love you had for him.

“And as a revenge you’re going to kill me? So the partnership was fake?” You asked back. And both of them shamelessly nodded. “We knew you were smart.”

“And what about you Peter?” You asked turning towards the brown eyed boy. “I was a mole in Bucky’s gang. Tony took me in when I was a kid, of course I’m going to be loyal to him.”

You nodded absentmindedly as thought of a plan of getting out of here. But what you didn’t get, was why would Bucky agree to work with Tony if he had killed his father. Bucky was nothing but a caution and cunning man.

You knew you had to quickly come up with something believable. You needed some time in your hands or at least a way of informing Bucky that you were here. God, you hoped Bucky would arrive soon.

“Thank you.” You said with a loud exhaled as you sagged comfortably back in the wooden chair. Both of their eyes rounded at your changed demeanour and they keenly looked down on you.

“What do you mean?” Tony asked, raising his eyebrows. “Bucky’s made my life a living hell. I don’t want to be with him, but he… but he threatened to ruin my life so I forcibly have to stay with him. But.. but please don’t tell him I told this to you. Please.”

The lies sounded so bad to your ears that you wanted to throw up. But you knew you had to lie to at least get some more time. Tears started falling from your eyes, not because of the made up lies, but because you didn’t know if you’d get out of this alive.

“Stop lying!” Peter interjected and you looked up at him with as much hurt as you could. “You think I’m lying? Look at me! Do I look like a person who’d love a man like Bucky? Don’t you remember how I didn’t want to go on that first date with him?”

You knew you had an effect on them as they looked at each other with confusion. “He warned me not to tell anyone else or else he’ll…. God, I can’t even speak.” You said shedding crocodile tears.

“Listen, I know you’re not going to spare me. But what if you do something more to take your revenge? I know some things about him that could put him in real trouble and I could tell you that.”

Honestly, Bucky hadn’t told you any details of what he did to keep you safe from such situations. You chewed your cheek in order to not smile as you saw Tony thinking about your offer.

“What do you know?” Tony asked. You purposely wriggled in your seat before answering, “Umm.. actually it’s been a really long day,.. and Uhh, I wanted to… god, this is so awkward.”

“We don’t have much time, spit out whatever it is.” Tony was a little annoyed and you tried to look very innocent. “I have to go to the loo, please. I’ll be quick I promise.” You tried imitating your urgency.

“Are you kidding me? Tell us whatever you know about Bucky and then you can go.” You shook your head as you squirmed even more.

“Please please please please! I can’t even think, it’s so urgent! But I promise you I’ll tell you everything when I come back. I swear on my… bakery!” You remembered at the last moment.

Your bakery meant everything to you, but if swearing on it was going to save your life, you weren’t above that. But your hope fell a little when Tony scoffed, “Do you think we are idiots?”

Yes. You wanted to reply but you kept your mouth shut. Gladly, Peter spoke by your side this time, “She wouldn’t lie about that. I guess it’s really urgent.”

Thank god. You gave Peter a wide smile, “Thank you Peter! You know how much my bakery means to me, I wouldn’t even think of lying now that I swore on it.” You tried your best to sound convincing.

“Fine. I can’t believe I’m allowing this.” Tony muttered to himself as he loosened your bonds on your hand while Peter started working on the other.

You wanted to sucker punch them in their guts but you knew they’d easily overpower you. You patiently waited as Peter took your hand and led your upstairs.

“Oh wait, this is Tony’s house!” You exclaimed as Peter got you out of the basement while Tony waited for your return. You took in the pristine white walls and recognised the place easily.

“Yes it is. And don’t even think of acting up or you’ll face worse consequences.” He said as he dragged you into a room. “I wouldn’t even think of it. Promise.” You swore as you entered the bathroom and shut the door.

You just needed to pass some time and hope that Bucky found you soon. You wondered if Tony carried out all his dark operations inside these clear white walls because no other place would offer so much privacy.

You were unconsciously shaking your legs as you sat on the edge of the bathtub. You chewed your lips as you prayed that with some miracle, Bucky would find you here.

And your prayers were answered as at the next second, you heard a loud call of your name. Of course you recognised the voice; you would realise the owner of the voice even if he called you from the deepest pits of the earth.

Bucky had come to save you.

Without thinking twice, you threw open the door. “Bucky!” You screamed his name as loud as you could. But before you could run further, Peter snatched you back and held you.

It didn’t take much time for Bucky to find you. You hadn’t ever felt more relieved at seeing Bucky’s gorgeous face than you did at the moment.

Your mouth was covered with Peter’s hand and yet your lips stretched into a smile. You could see the instant relief seeping into Bucky’s face when he saw you were mostly unharmed.

“Peter, let her go.” Bucky’s voice was calm, and that was the most chilling quality about it. His eyes were blazing with fury and you hadn’t ever seen him this angry.

“No.” Peter replied back as he held you tighter. You could feel Peter shake with worry, yet the poor boy was keeping up his front in front of the angry boss.

“I said Let. Her. Go. And you know I don’t repeat myself.” His delivery of words was terrifying. But Peter still didn’t listen.

“Listen to him, Peter!” Your eyes turned around to see Tony who was being held at a gun point by Steve. Finally listening to his mentor, Peter let you out of his hold.

The moment you were free, you ran straight into Bucky’s arms and hugged him tighter than you ever had. Your nerves soothed as you breathed in his signature scent.

Bucky’s arms around you made you feel safe. It felt as nothing bad in this world would ever touch you if he was by your side.

“How did you find me?” You asked the first question that came to your mind. He gave you a smile as his eyes trailed down to your necklace.

“I might have placed a tracker in this.” He said fidgeting with his initial around your neck. You narrowed your eyes at Bucky before jumping up to pull him into a scorching kiss.

You didn’t care that people were openly staring at you two. You just cared that you were safe and your Bucky had saved you.

Once you had kissed to your hearts content, Bucky let you down yet didn’t let you go far as he kept a hand on your waist while he turned to look at Tony.

“Care to explain.” You didn’t know how Bucky did it, but from just his voice, one could know how angry he was. Tony just scoffed at Bucky’s question. “Don’t act as if you don’t know.”

Bucky lurched forward but you held him back by sinking your fingers into the plush material of his suit. Now that you looked at him closely, his hair was disheveled as if he had been pulling on it.

Your heart ached as you thought of what Bucky might have gone through when he realised you were missing. If there was one thing you could be sure about Bucky, it was that he loved you more than anything.

Bucky clenched his jaw but stayed by your side. “You better speak up Tony or we both know I have many ways to make you speak.”

You looked around to see Bucky’s men had fairly overpowered Tony’s gang. You gulped as you realised that you were literally the reason behind all of this happening, and you weren’t sure how you felt about it.

“Did you forget that you killed my father?” Tony asked. Out of all the reactions you had expected out of Bucky, laughter wasn’t one of it.

“Ohh now I get it. But I’m not the one with memory loss, you are. Because did you forget that you were the one who hired me in the first place?” Bucky mocked and nearly everyone in the room let out a loud gasp.

“That’s… that’s not true.” Tony tried hiding his face. “Oh really? Because I can clearly remember you asking me for a favour. Back then I was a nobody, just a young guy with big dreams. But you, you just wanted to get rid of your father.”

“Shut up!” Tony shouted. “No! We made a pact to keep out mouths sealed but you are the one who broke it Tony. And I just want to know why.”

“Because I was tired of you! The news that you killed Howard spread like wildfire and everyone feared you and respected you, but not me! When I was the one who planned everything!”

You were all staring with wide eyes as the drama went down. “I should’ve been the one getting all the respect, but no. Instead people taunted me for not even ever retaliating against you for revenge. I started losing my credibility in the market because of you!”

“I wanted to hurt you the way you had hurt me. So I waited, I waited all these years for the right moment to strike. And when you sent Peter to guard her, I knew exactly how I’d take my revenge.”

“So you agree you murdered your own father and kidnapped her.” Bucky asked as if asking for a testimony. “Yes. I did all of it.” Tony confessed.

“Mr. Stark, you’re under arrest.” You gawked when you saw Peter Quill, the captain of your police Precinct come forward. You knew Bucky had contacts in the police because no one touched him, but you weren’t expecting whatever this was.

“What the fuck is this?” Tony asked exasperatedly. “Well, Tony. I thought of many options and then I realised that the best way to deal with you would be to taint the impression you have on people. I mean people are gonna be sad when they realise their dear old Tony stark, who funds galas and charities, is actually a very corrupt man.”

“You’re an idiot. Do you even know how many friends I have higher up? You’re so foolish for making me face the law. Because I’m going to come clean and then no one’s gonna help you from my wrath.”

Bucky just scoffed at Tony. “Not anymore. All your so called friends have agreed to take my side. So you’ll be tried and tested and proven guilty and will serve the sentence.”

“You ungrateful son of a bitch! You would be nothing without me Bucky!” Tony threw a fit as Quill placed handcuffs around his hand.

Quill turned to you and gave you a wink, you giggled at Bucky stiffened up at the gesture. “I know you might not believe me. But I’m a good captain.” Quill jested.

“You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. But turns out you’ve already said enough cuz we not only have your confession but evidence too.” Quill was making fun of the situation and Tony wasn’t having any.

Once Tony was taken away, Bucky turned back to you and pressed a quick kiss to your lips before taking your hand and leaving.

“You’re so smart Bucky. Wow! That was unexpected. I mean I really thought you were going to hurt him.” You were in an awe of Bucky’s mind.

“It’s not me, it’s you. Remember how you scared walker the first time? Yeah, I kinda stole the idea of recording his confession.” Bucky said as you two sat in his car.

The drive was pleasant as you enjoyed the cool air of the night. You had a terrible experience, but you didn’t want to focus on that as it would only bring you pain.

Instead you decided to look onto the brighter side and the bright side in your life, was your Bucky.

“What do you want to have for dinner?” Bucky asked excitedly when you entered his house. “It’s past one o’clock Bucky. I’m pretty sure the shops are closed.”

“Don’t worry about that. I’m sure you must be hungry. Or wait, do you want to take a bath first? Or do you want to take a nap? Are you hurt somewhere? Do you need something? Anything? I’ll get it to you.”

“Bucky! Stop, I’m fine. Okay. I’m really really fine.” You held him by his shoulder to stop him for worrying so much over you. “No. It’s all my fault and I have to make it up to you. Now tell me what you want!”

Bucky was nothing if adamant, but so were you.

“I want you Bucky. That’s all I ask for.” Bucky stopped babbling for a minute as he looked at you. His eyes had tears and you pulled his face down to kiss his cheeks and eyelids.

The best part about your relationship was how real you two were with each other. Bucky might put on a great poker face while in public, but with you, he always showed you how he felt.

“You still love me?” His voice was small as he asked you. As if he was afraid of your answer. “I’ll always love you Bucky. No matter what.”

“Thank you for loving me. I don’t know what I’ve done to deserve you.” He mumbled near your lips. “Oh, you’ve done plenty to deserve me Bucky.”

You kept kissing his face and repeating a chant of ‘I love you’ until he finally cracked a smile. “I’m the one who should be taking care of you. But look at us.”

“Why don’t we both take care of each other?” You mused and Bucky nodded. “Yeah. That’s a much better plan. But I have to ask you something, I mean I was going to do it later. But after what happened today, I can’t wait anymore.”

You knitted as eyebrows as you got confused. What did Bucky want to ask you? “Wait a minute. I’ll be right back.” Bucky said as he darted upstairs.

Patience in such conditions wasn’t really your quality. So you followed him, though definitely not as fast as him. He entered your bedroom and began searching for something in his bedside drawer.

When he turned around with a little box in his hand, you gasped. “Bucky…” he gave you a charming smile as he got down on his knees in your bedroom. He opened the box to reveal a beautiful ring with a shiny circular diamond encased within it.

“Would you do me the honour of being mine for the rest of our lives?” You giggled despite the tears in your eyes as he reminded you of the first time he’d walked into your bakery. Much like then, you gave him the same answer without thinking twice,

“YES!”

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[missuga]

𝟐:𝟏𝟎 𝐩.𝐦.  — Kuroo Tetsurou

+ best friends, college au, no warnings.

You can hear how loud the wind was through the phone, almost drowning out Kuroo’s voice completely.  

“God, it’s horrible out.” He groaned into the phone, pulling his hood back onto his head once again, thankful that he decided to grab an actual coat today rather than the normal hoodie he wears. “You got any classes left today?”

“No.” 

That was a lie, you just really didn’t want to go to campus, it was cold and you were tired. Walking through that weather was the last thing you wanted to do. 

“Are you still coming over after class?” Your question was met with silence, and the a scuffle on the other end of the phone. 

“Kuroo?”

“Shit, sorry. Dropped my phone, this fuckin’ wind.” He grumbles, and you can practically see him grimace through the phone. “What were you sayin’?”

“Oh my god, you’re an idiot.” 

You bark out a laugh, of course he’d drop his phone in a middle of a windstorm. The muffled ‘shut up’ from him only made you laugh again.

“You coming over tonight still?” You ask, leaning further into your bed savoring the warmth of your blankets.

“Of course.” His reply is almost too fast and it makes you laugh, he clears his throat before saying it again. “Yeah, I‘m still coming over. I’m gonna try to get out of class early so I can pick up some food.”

“Ooh, you should get sushi,” You hum quietly, putting your phone on speaker to pull of the menu of your favorite place. Glancing from the menu to the random youtube video playing on your tv. “I’ll give you some money once you get here.”

“No, I’m not takin’ your money, don’t even fight me on it either.”

“Fine.” You groan, rolling your eyes at his words. You knew Kuroo was going to say that, he never willingly let you pay him back for anything. “I’ll just sneak the money into your backpack before you leave.”

“Don’t you dare.” Kuroo’s airy laugh sounds through the phone at that and you feel your heart beat pick up a little. You’d never get tired of hearing that. “Oh, sorry I gotta run, I’m at outside the hall, class is starting.”

“What? Why didn’t you say something!” You shook your head at his antics, of course he’d do something like that.

“I don’t know, wanted to talk to you.”

“Go to class, stupid. I’ll see you later.” You look back to the tv, distracted by the video playing, you don’t even realize what you say next. “Bye Kuroo, love you.”

“Bye, wait you wha-“

You hang up the phone quickly when finally process your words, you didn’t mean to say that and you certainly didn’t mean to tell your best friend how you actually felt.

Sitting frozen in your bed, you stared at you phone as messages and calls came through. Ignoring each one, you couldn’t talk to him yet.

-‘what did you say?’ - delivered at 2:13 p.m.

-1 missed call from Kuroo

-‘did you say you love me?’ — delivered at 2:13 p.m.

-‘y/n this isn’t funny. answer your phone.’ - delivered at 2:15 p.m.

-2 missed calls from Kuroo

-‘stop ignoring me, I’m freaking out’ — delivered at 2:23 p.m.

-3 missed calls from Kuroo

“Shit.” Cursing under your breath at all the missed calls, you tried steadying your pounding heart but it didn’t work. The knot in your stomach only grew tighter with each notification.

You had to shove your phone under your pillows, turning your attention back to the tv again. Shoving what you said to the back of your head, you had a couple hours to figure out what to say to him.

Your attention barely stayed on the video as you felt your phone buzz every few minutes. Half of you was dying to know what he was saying, and the other half was scared to death. 

The video barely did anything to distract you, and your composure only lasted about twenty minutes before you broke, turning on your phone again to read the rest of his messages.

-‘I’m not going to class.’ — delivered at 2:29 p.m.

-‘I hope you’re reading these.’ — delivered at 2:33 p.m.

- 4 missed calls from Kuroo

-‘I’m coming over.’ - delivered at 2:36 p.m.

-‘I’m here.’ — delivered at 2:40 p.m.

- 5 missed calls from Kuroo

-‘screw it i’m coming in’ — delivered forty seconds ago

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