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chocoenvy · 2 years

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ok but like

imagine a sagau au where the reader isn't recognized by the acolytes

but they aren't being hunted down by them either

and in this au looking like the creator isn't a sin it just warrants a "damn must be truly blessed by the creator to be blessed with their face"

and the reader just kinda wants to see how long it takes for everyone to realize

also venti is the first to know and the reader literally begs him not to tell anyone

and they both just kinda

vibe as gods in disguise

Say My Name

In where you begin your journey in a fairly dull way, but that doesn't make it any less exciting.

Part two

Characters: Barbara, Noelle, Venti

Notes: Once again, I have made Venti a prominent character in a fic. I have grown far too attatched to him :( AND I WANTED TO MAKE THIS MORE ABOUT NOELLE BUT I DIDN'T HAVE ENOUGH ROOM BECAUSE VENTI'S FAT ASS TOOK UP ALL OF IT. And I didn't want to shove something in at the end, I thought it was a good stopping point so I didn't stretch the fic on longer than it needed to go. Anyways this was fun to write either way :)

warnings: fluff, cult behaviors, comical

Considering how extravagant and lively Teyvat is, your arrival was fairly dull.

You were freaking out of course, your heart beating out of your chest and breathing erratic. What were you supposed to do when you wake up in your favorite game? What was the right course of action?

Frankly, you thought you were dead or about to die. Teyvat is crawling with high level monsters. Maybe this was all a big fever dream?

You sighed, clutching your head, so many thoughts whirling around and yet none of them stayed long enough for you to get a good grasp of the situation or the best course of action.

But one thought remained consistent as your eyes drifted over to the path laid out before you. Mondstadt.

The moment you lay your eyes on the bridge leading to the Mondstadt gates you can't help yourself, running past Timmie's birds, shouting out a quick sorry to him, and sprinting as fast as you could to the gates. You slowed as you neared them and Lawrence - the gate guard - stopped you in your tracks.

"Greetings strange but respectable traveler!" He saluted, his eyes wide staring at you and you assumed it's because of the odd way you dressed, "May I ask what business you have in Mondstadt?"

"Oh! Just visiting." You grinned, feeling a tad bit dizzy at hearing his voice right in front of you and not just through your headphones. Not to mention the fact that his hair looked so real and nice.

He hummed and nodded, "Alright then, just don't cause any trouble." He waved you off.

That was easy... you mused. Though you didn't dwell on it and marveled at the wonderous city adorned with the high-noon sun and pretty flowers.

You could hear the humming of bards and birds, the sound of Flora selling her flowers, and of course Donna simping over Diluc.

It was all so familiar, from the people to the music and the tiles on the floor, it all felt like the beginning of your journey. Almost like home, you couldn't help but hum along to the merry music.

You passed by Katheryne and she waved at you knowingly but didn't say anything. You decided not to question her about it - Katheryne knew a lot of things anyways so you decided this was pretty in-character for her - and you waved back with a grin.

You wandered meaninglessly through the calming streets, still humming the tune. You came upon the fountain in the plaza and paused. Usually, you'd climb up the wall to get past but now you had to actually walk.

You chuckled, you weren't sure why but this was such a nice feeling and you sprinted to the left until you came upon a set of stairs. You climbed up them and made your way to Venti's large statue.

When you made it, you craned your neck up to take it all in, an awed smile on your face.

"Ah, are you a newcomer?" A nearby nun asked you, snapping you out of your dazed state.

"Oh! Uh- yeah I am!" You grinned sheepishly.

The nun hummed, smiling warmly, "You must be truly blessed to look so similar to our creator. You can go into the cathedral if you want to see our offerings to them." She nodded towards said building, "Hope you enjoy your stay in Mondstadt!" She waved, now even allowing you to get a word out before moving along.

You stared after her for a minute before whispering to yourself, "What the fuck-"

You turned back around and stared cautiously at the cathedral. What did she mean by creator? Stuff like this has never been mentioned in the lore before...

You'd been in the cathedral maybe a hundred times and had never seen anything that could be attributed to some... creator or whatever she meant by that.

So, naturally, you had to go and investigate.

The moment you entered those cathedral doors (with no loading screen separating the two anymore), your eyes immediately caught onto the shrine built on top of the rotating door. Two pairs of stairs leading up to it.

You gaped at the shrine, grand and well-kept, but what caught even more of your attention was the sheer amount of offerings left out at the base below the shrine. There was so much food and random shiny objects, some of which looked more than what you were worth.

Your jaw hang open at the sight, and you noticed you started to get some odd stares. You fixed your face and donned a more neutral expression, looking on at the shrine curiously.

"Ah, first time in Mondstadt's cathedral?" said a soft and familiar voice.

You whipped your head around to face Barbara, her sparkling eyes fixed onto you.

You composed yourself - both at the scene in front of you and the fact you just met Barbara face-to-face - "Yeah, it is."

"You look so much like our beloved creator!" She exclaimed, "It must be such an honor to be blessed with their lovely face!"

"U-uhm..." You stuttered, sending her an awkward smile, "I suppose so."

Her eyes shifted and you felt a jolt of unease in your chest, sinking into your heart, "Sorry, I'm just not used to Mondstadt's customs. We practice things quite differently where I'm from."

"Oh! Sorry then," Barbara frowned, "I didn't mean any disrespect, I just wanted to make sure you weren't disrespecting our creator in any ways. I suppose in the end it didn't do any good."

You hummed non-committedly and gazed back upon the shrine. There was a statue of the supposed creator upon there and unconsciously you took steps towards it. As you gazed up at it, it was as though you were looking into a mirror.

The statue was an exact replica of you, in every way shape and form it was you.

"It truly is remarkable how alike you two are," Barbara smiled up at the statue, pure devotion in her eyes, "It was an honor to look upon you and see an image that so wonderously reflects our creator's." She smiled at you.

You nodded and she left with a wave. A few moments later you left the church.

The problems in this perfect world arose when your stomach started to growl and you realized...

You had no mora.

"Goddamnit I'm having a Zhongli moment," You cursed the gods (specifically Venti and Zhongli) for not giving you mora when you arrived to Teyvat.

Although you didn't have to worry about that for long, oddly enough. When you were eyeing Good Hunters, a kind little lady approached you.

"E-excuse me," Her cute voice cracked and your eyes met with Noelle's, "Are you hungry? I could um-" Her eyes diverted away from yours but always seemed to come back to stare into your eyes, "I could make you something if you so wish."

You gasped, your face lighting up in a smile that reddened Noelle's cheeks, "Really? Oh! I'd love to try some of your Tea Break Pancakes- oh! Ah, nevermind. You don't have to." You waved her offer off, "I don't even have any mora on me."

"That's fine." She grinned, "Consider it... a gift to our creator. A celebration of how much you look like them."

"Ah," You couldn't help the surprised smile that tugged up at the corners of your lips, "That's- I mean I appreciate it but I'm sure there's much better uses you could use with your time-"

"Nonsense! I insist," Her resolve was as sturdy as the sword you'd given her, "A little treat of mine."

"I-" Your stomach interrupted any argument you were going to make, "Fine..." You sighed, "But I owe you okay? If you ever need anything just ask me."

She agreed and made you the meal, which you excitedly watched her make. It was so surreal watching Noelle make the pancakes instead of just pressing a couple buttons.

Even still she made those pancakes in record time, you were impressed.

"Thank you so much Noelle! Really, you're carrying Mondstadt on your shoulders." You giggled.

Her face flushed a bright red and she waved her hands dismissively, "Oh no no no, I don't do that much. I'm... not even a knight yet." She frowned.

"Well," You said in-between bites, "You do as much if not more than the knights do. Don't put yourself down just 'cause you're not official yet."

Your smile, a replica of the ones on the statue but brighter and more personal caused Noelle to feel nearly dizzy.

"You're far too kind... Oh! Dear, where are my manners?" She huffed, "What's your name?"

"Oh! It's (Name)." You held out your hand but she didn't take it immediately.

She tilted her head, her eyes narrowed in confusion, "Isn't that... the creator's name? Did your parents name you that?"

Your mind blanked. Why the hell does this creator person have my face and my name?

You chuckled, "They did."

Noelle hummed and nodded along, "It's a bit unusual but not like it's against the law or anything," She shrugged and took your hand, "It's nice to meet you (name). I'm Noelle, though it seems you already knew that..?"

You nodded, "Yeah, I've heard of you. You're the best maid in Mondstadt. Who knows, maybe the best maid in all of Teyvat." You chuckled as her face bloomed into color once more.

"Truly, you flatter me too much," She fanned her face in an attempt to get rid of the heat, "...have you really heard of me outside of Mondstadt."

Without hesitation, you nodded while biting into the pancake, "Of course!" You technically weren't lying. You'd heard of her outside of Mondstadt... and outside of Teyvat... in your world. So it was technically true.

She covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes lit up in wonder, and a soft giggle escaped her throat, "Aha, I'm so happy..."

Without thinking, you reached over and patted her head. She had stars in her eyes. "I'm glad," You said, "You deserve it."

You and Noelle had talked throughout the entire day. She had often went to go and help people and you tried your best to help her as well. Finding stray cats, helping children find lost items or getting them down from high places, collecting and delivering items for people.

You did your best to nudge Noelle away from accepting every little thing that came her way, but majority of the time she'd end up helping the person. So you settled for helping lessen her load by helping her complete the tasks instead.

When night time finally rolled around Noelle finally bid you good night and you were hesitant to leave her because...

You had nowhere to stay.

The dark Mondstadt streets, only lit up by the few streetlights still lit by candles and night owls still awake inside their houses creeped you out.

Where would you stay? You couldn't stay outside for too long, it was freezing and you only had the clothes on your back.

Maybe you could sneak into Angel's Share and sleep in the rafters? That way you'd stay warm and they were open 24/7 you believed.

Maybe you should just tell someone you got transported here from another world. That's what the Traveler did and now they're a renowned hero with a teapot to live in...

Teapot... Teapot! If you could find the Teapot...

"Shit! Where did I last set it down..." You scrounged through your memory, praying it wasn't in the inventory. You had no clue how to access that or if you even could access it.

You recalled... teleporting to Windrise to grab some crystalflies and heal up... and opening up your teapot. That's where it is then. Or at least you hoped.

Even if it wasn't there, sleeping in the big Windrise tree didn't sound like a bad idea. So long as you didn't freeze to death.

With that in mind you set out to begin your walk to Windrise, sending a wave to Katheryne as you left. She wished you good luck which made your heart swell. Her eyes always seemed to know too much... but in this case it was quite comforting.

You also waved goodbye to the guards outside Mondstadt's gate, and they saluted with kind smiles.

You hummed, tiredly making your way across the bridge once more. What a lovely day in Mondstadt, you mused to yourself, humming the quiet nighttime tune.

Your legs were jelly by the time you made it to Windrise, silently thanking the gods that you weren't attacked on the way there. Tiredly, you looked around the statue and the tree for any sign of your teapot and...

nothing. Absolutely nothing.

With a groan, you sat down at the base of the statue, burying your head in your hands, too tired to hold your head up on your own.

You just needed to shut your eyes for a moment...

You blinked your eyes open as the sun glared at you. Squinting up, you noticed you were now laying at the base of the statue.

You paused as a melody filled your ears, close by and unfamiliar. You turned your head to see a bard - your bard - playing the lyre and humming a tune.

"Ah, you're finally awake." He grinned, "What were you doing sleeping outside by the statue?"

You groggily sat up, "Venti?" You groaned, "I was just... traveling and ended up falling asleep."

He hummed, "You know my name?"

Goddamnit-

You nodded, "Yes, you're quite the famous bard aren't you?" The excuse flew naturally off your tongue, it wasn't necessarily a lie either.

Venti giggled, his fingers idly plucking a tune, "Quite the charmer aren't you? Though, can't say you're entirely incorrect. I am the best bard in the world! Most famous though? I can't really say." He leaned in, his face nearly touching yours, "So, how do you know me hm? You just arrived to Mondstadt yesterday after all and I don't believe you ever caught my name or even saw me."

"...You were watching me?" You questioned, your eyes narrowed.

Venti faked an offended gasp, "You make me sound like a criminal! I was merely observing my surroundings. I saw you, an odd looking traveler, and had to observe you for a bit of time. Can't blame me for being a little curious." His grin was sly and it made you roll your eyes.

"Still a bit creepy if you ask me, especially for an apparently not-so-famous bard." You challenged him, your eyes sharp as they dug into him.

He shrugged, "I gotta watch over Mondstadt. I love the city with my life, you know. Now answer the question, how do you know me?" His eyes were so playful for such a scathing question.

You hummed, surprisingly calm given how wrong this could go, "How do you think I know you, bard?"

He giggled, "Asking me the questions now are you?" His fingers switched up and started playing a much more familiar tune. One he shouldn't know, "Perhaps you've been watching me for a long time now. And whenever I saw your eyes I just knew they were the same ones that had been watching me for countless months. Hm?"

Your eyes shot open, "How do you know that song?"

"I know every song," His teal eyes sparkled with mischief and glee, "Past present and future."

Your jaw slackened, but you couldn't help the grin that tugged at your lips.

"I suppose I wasn't aware of just how far your knowledge reached, O' Anemo Archon." You snickered, and jokingly bowed.

Venti giggled, his fingers stopping his playing so he could mockingly bow back, "And I suppose I wasn't aware of how stubborn you are, O' Great Creator."

"What?" Your playful nature halted in its tracks as you stared at Venti, dumbfounded.

He blinked, confused, "Huh?"

You shook your disbelief away with a shake of your head and a laugh, "Did you just call me Teyvat's God?" You chuckled, "Then should I call you your friend's name?"

A flash of hurt took over his eyes, he whined, "Huh? What do they have to do with this, your grace?"

"What?" Dread crawled into the back of your throat, "Cut it out Venti, don't joke like that."

"But I'm not joking, your grace. Did you- did you not know?" His eyes were wide and glassy, "I'm sorry..."

You blinked owlishly, "Wha- you're serious? I thought- I thought I just looked like them!"

"I thought that was your intention!" Venti cried, "I thought this was like- a test of loyalty or something!"

"No! What? Am I actually-" You couldn't force the words out as you stared Venti in the eyes, stunned.

"Y-yes!" He shouted, "You're the creator! I can sense it! So can the slimes and animals. Don't you see?" He pointed to the nearby birds, their gaze turned towards you, "They like you! The monsters don't attack you and this statue calls out to you! Don't you feel its warmth? It's probably why you didn't freeze last night."

You were silent as the information processed, "So- so wait!" You turned your body fully facing Venti, "That shrine in the cathedral... was for me?" You asked, bewildered.

He nodded, "Yeah! Did- did you really not know?"

Immediately you were wildly shaking your head, "No! I just- I dunno! I thought I was like the traveler or something that just got dropped off here one day."

"The traveler came here of their own free will, (Name)!" Venti sighed, "I just- You look exactly like them too!"

"Listen! Denial is a powerful think, okay!" You huffed.

"Fine, I get it." He rested his head on his hands, his eyes meeting yours, "So... are you gonna tell the others?"

"... Dunno." You shrugged, "What would happen if I did?"

"Well..." Venti tapped his finger against his face and used his other hand to hold up his pointer finger, "Zhongli would go batshit. He's got a whole log up his ass when it comes to you and how to 'properly worship you' bleh." Venti stuck his tongue out, "Then there's Baal, she'll probably also go insane over you. She's like a lost puppy." He held up a third finger, "Then there's Jean and the knights. I think they'd be... alright. If you told them they'd try and throw huge festivals for you and worship you. Oh, and the church would triple their worshipping for you, obviously."

You roughly sighed, "So... I won't be treated as a human is what you're saying."

"I mean- well- yeah." He frowned, "Don't worry, I get it if you don't wanna do a whole grand reveal. It's stressful. Too much work, y'know?"

You hummed in agreement, "The thing is..." You frowned, "We don't have any mora."

Venti scoffed, straightening his back with a proud grin, "Speak for yourself! I have a mora."

You snorted, "A mora."

"Hey, better than what you're doing," He took off his hat, "It's right in here-"

You both stared at the hat that was almost as empty as your souls.

"Okay well," Venti put his hat back on, "Nothing a little begging can't do. Not like I haven't played music for money before."

You stared at the ground hopelessly, "...so... how do you think Ningguang would react to me telling her I'm the creator?"

Venti snorted, "I like the way you think but... she'd be grand. I think she'd make you live in the Jade Chamber and give you every little thing you could ever want. She can keep a secret though I'll bet."

You hummed and stared at Venti, living a life as free as a bird. Even with the status of the Anemo Archon, he was as free as his people, and just as happy as them as well.

"Not really the life I wanna live... what about Childe?"

Venti shuddered, "I love you (Name), but no. He makes... quite a spectacle of things. And, well," Venti frowned, "He'd probably leave a few corpses at your doorstep."

"Ah," You grimaced, "Okay so... we're fucked."

"Ah ah ah," Venti waggled his finger comically, "Don't you remember what I said? I can sing for money, and I'm sure with you, the creator's look-alike right by my side helping me with my performance, we'd make double the money! I mean," His eyes were alight with mischievous glee, an expression on him you were coming to dread, "That Noelle girl yesterday had no problem giving you a free meal just cause you look like the creator! So I'm sure we'll pull in lots of cash!"

You frowned and then a lightbulb went off in your head, "Wait a minute," Venti raised a brow, intrigued, "If I'm the supposed creator or god of this world... then those offerings at the altars and shrines are meant for me... right?"

Venti nodded with a tilt of his head, "Yes? ...Oh... Oh!" His eyes lit up like Christmas lights, "You mean-?"

You grinned, "So that means that if I were to... let's say... take the items and sell them, it wouldn't be wrong right?"

Venti tilted his head back and laughed, "No, I suppose it wouldn't be, your grace."

Your grin was damn near evil, "Then I suppose we have our plan then."

Venti nodded, "I suppose we do!" He hopped up and grabbed your hand to help you up as well, "Though I think my singing idea was pretty good." He kicked his legs up like a child as you both made your way back to Mondstadt, "Who knows, I might even become the most famous bard in all of Teyvat with you by my side!"

You hummed, smiling fondly at the silly bard at your side, "Perhaps."

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watermelonsugacry · 11 months

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https://www.tumblr.com/finexbright/718218068573241344/absolute-penis-harry-styles-love-on-tour

How H can’t say the word ‘dick’ so he says peen peen/penis…whereas y/n says the word dick all the time…she would definitely tease him about this every time and laugh out loud whenever he says the P word!!!!😂😂😂😂

Potty Mouth

A/N: this just turned into a "yn cursing/being herself on stage for 5 minutes straight" video compilation

GENRE: 1d!yn, married!ynrry

SINCE 2010 masterlist

"Hiya, love. What's yeh name? Katrina? Katrina, your sign says my boyfriend cheated on me with my best friend." YN presses her tongue against the inside of her cheek and she squints her eyes in contemplation as the stadium full of fans let out a "oof!"

"Are yeh still with him? Yes. Ok. Huh? You don't know what to do. And you want my advice. Okay, Katrina here it is," She leans forward, resting a hand on her knee to help get her point across. "Fookin' dump his ass. And that so-called best friend of yours."

...

"Dublin! How are you lads feeling tonight--oh shit!" YN's arms flail out beside her as she almost trips over a stuffed bear that was thrown out on the catwalk. She continues her walk with a laugh, looking over her shoulder at the item in question.

"Damn, I almost ate shit for a second. Anyways..."

...

When YN sings Only Angel, she passes by a fan who holds up a sign that reads YN, let me have your man!

She gives the fan a playful curl of her lip and flips them off before she walks off laughing with a shake of her head.

...

"And I just want to say how incredibly grateful I am for everyone here tonight-"

YN's eyebrows shoot up when the crowd begins to scream out of nowhere. She takes out one of her in-ears to try to hear if she missed something. It isn't until she looks behind herself to the massive screens on stage when it finally clicks. A woman in the midst of the sea of fans shamelessly holds a sign above her head that reads MOMMY!

YN looks back to the audience again, putting a hand above her eyes to try to spot the source. Once she makes contact with the fan, she casually says, "I'm right here, baby. Did y'need something?"

...

"Yeah, I would love to do a shot with you."

As soon as the words leave her mouth, the stadium full of fans erupts in excited screams. YN crouches down at the edge of the stage and gets passed the plastic cup the fan brought.

"Huh? 'What do you mean how do we do this?'" She chuckles at the bashful girl at the barricade. "You just shoot it back, love. Is this your first time?"

The entire stadium lets out a collective 'awww' when the massive screens on stage display how the girl nods with a mix of excitement and nervousness written all over her face.

"Wha's yeh name, beautiful? Lilly? Lyla? Lyla, okay. Shot virgin, huh? Don't worry Lyla, I'm a gentle lover." YN throws her a wink and she doesn't think the fan's face can get any redder. She raises her cup, the fan following suit, "Salud!"

...

"Well, that's fookin' huge," YN says, blinking in disbelief when a fan in the crowd shows her the big 1D logo tattooed on his arm. But she's quickly leaning back with a smile tugging on her lips when the fans begin to scream out from the double meaning of her words.

"Alright, gets your mind out of the gutters. Yeh nasties!"

...

"Ladies and gentlemen, please give a warm welcome to our very special guest for tonight. He's an indie artist, probably never heard of him before, very underground artist. Please give it up for my husband, Mister Harry Edward Styles!"

The stadium goes absolutely crazy, screaming at the top of their lungs before she could even finish the small introduction. Harry walks out onto the stage with a wave of his hand as he holds his microphone with the other. He gives his wife her favorite dimpled smile of his before he pulls her in for a hug.

He blows the audience a kiss before putting a hand over his heart as he mouths the words 'thank you so much' as they continue to go crazy. He even lets out a bashful laugh as they continue to scream their heads off.

"Okay. Alright, alright," YN playfully scolds. "Calm yeh fookin' tits."

...

While YN has a finger to her lips the other tries to get the crowd to settle down and be as silent as possible. Somewhere in the massive sea of fans, a girl screams out I fucking love you, YN!

"I love you, too but shut up."

...

"I just have one question, Norway." The audience can't see what the little item she picked up from the floor is, but they erupt when the concert cameras show her holding up a condom packet in the air. "Who the fook threw this? I'm a married woman, leave me alone!"

"Whot? It's for me to give to Harry?" She turns the packet around in her hand to read the back. "No, it's too small for him anyways," She says before tossing it back to the crowd.

Before she can get out another word, YN can't hold back her laughter when the fans scream out at her comment. She puts her hands on her knees as her eyes squeeze close with a scrunch of her nose. Eventually, it becomes too much for her as she drops to her knees and lies down on the stage floor holding her stomach.

...

"San Jose, I have a confession that I need to share with all of you. Literally since the show started, I've been needing to take a massive fookin' piss."

...

As soon as she finished singing her song and the lights went back to normal, YN quickly makes her way down to the side of the stage to read a fan's sign that caught her attention earlier.

"Hello! Hi. So you have a fun sign. It says Your husband called my boyfriend an 'absolute penis' the other night."

The two girls in question get displayed on the massive screens behind YN. They hold up their phones by their heads as they record the interaction.

"Well, let me just clarify a couple of things before yeh start to spread these false accusations," YN laughs, putting a hand up as she begins her little rant. She holds up her index finger, "First of all, I was at that show and my husband didn't directly call yeh boyfriend a 'penis,' okay? So calm yehself. Second of all, the only reason he even alluded to calling your man a 'penis' and didn't call him...the other word, was because our mums were there."

"Everyone, please make some noise for me mum, my mother-in-law, and Harry who they're all here tonight!" She happily points to the section at the corner of the massive pit full of fans reserved for family and friends. In the center of a team of security guards, her family can be seen happily waving back.

Anne blows kisses to her daughter-in-law, alternating her hands with each one. Penny jumps up and down, both of her arms straight up in the air as she waves her hands excitedly. And her husband sticks his fingers in the corners of his mouth as he blows out a whistle loud enough to be heard from her spot on the massive stage.

"Which brings me to me third and final point: this is my show yeh? So then I just have one simple question to ask you, lovely lady. Is yeh boyfriend being an absolute dick?" A sly smirk makes its way onto YN's lips when the crowd goes wild.

"No? Good. Well, if he ever is, let me know and I'll kick his ass meself."

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lokisbiiiitch1993 · 6 months

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Hey how are you doing? I would really like to do a fluffy, comfort kind of a Loki smut. I've been going through a bit of a rough time and if this story can be around the Lana Del Rey's song Cinnamon girl it would be so sweet.

Not the whole song but the lyric "there's things I wanna say to you, but I'll just let you live, like if you hold me without hurting me, you'll be the first who ever did".

Thank you so much in advance ❤ I love your writing so much

Hi 👋 thank you ❤️ I am ok .. lots of work lately ..not much time to write ✍️ but I hope you feel better now ❤️ thank you that means much to me ❤️ I hope you like this one too - I listened to the song over and over it made me kinda sad lol

Hold me

Not for Minors ⚠️🔞🚫

For a long time Loki and you were Friends- very good Friends .

That Friendship was like no other , there was always this undeniable Chemistry and Sexual Tension.

Spending time with him was always fun and exciting.

It took you a while to realize that you are in love with him and accept your feelings .

You tried to hide and ignore your Love for him but after a few months it was too much you couldn't do it any longer you needed to confess your feelings to Loki .

Standing before him , nervous- a blushing stuttering mess "Loki , I ...I ..need to tell you something... important..." - trying your Best to declare your Love for your Best Friend.

I .. - suddenly your thoughts went a different Route - what if he doesn't like you that way,what if he doesn't want to be your Friend anymore,what if you lose him forever now

A moment later you felt Loki's Hand holding yours

"Darling, I love you too" hearing him say that brought you back to Reality , you never felt so happy.After that you both spend the rest of the Day kissing , hugging and cuddling

A few weeks later Loki saw you on the Couch looking sad - thinking about something intensely.

" My Love,are you alright? " he asked , sitting down beside you

Glancing at him you answered "I was just thinking"

" About what?" He needs to know - to help you - to comfort you

"About Us " you whispered

Seeing him with a sad look in his Eyes breaks your Heart that wasn't what you intended

"There's things I wanna say to you

But I′ll just let you live

Like if you hold me without hurting me

You′ll be the first who ever did" you tried to explain

"Hold me, love me, touch me, honey" you said almost begging

"Darling, I love you deeply, I don't want to hurt you,never .I just want you to be alright and happy" Loki replied comforting

You smiled at him softly

"My Love, come sit on my Lap " he commanded in an gentle Tone

Sitting on him you rest your Head on his Body as he hugged you close and caressed your Back.

Kissing his Cheek you comb your Fingers through his black Locks ,a soft moan escaped his lips

"I love you soo much " you smiled -kissing him passionately

For a moment you see him unsure not knowing what to do next - he wants you to be comfortable and not just use you for his own needs.

"Please Loki ,I want you,I need you, I need to feel you " blushing you confirmed you want this.

Taking your shirt and Bra off , kissing you he stands up - clinging on to him - he carried you to the Bedroom - lays you down gently

"My Love, you are soo beautiful " Loki praised

"and you are soo good to me " you answered looking at him - you were surprised as he was suddenly in Bed next to you already naked -you grinned

Excited you removed your leggings and panties and moved close to him .

Holding you he kissed you hungrily. Caressing each other's bodies - you purred- "that feels so comfy "

Moving his Hand down your inner thigh, you gasped as you felt his magical Fingers teasing your Folds , spreading your Wetness around , playing and circling your clit - you moaned heavily for him - it didn't take you long to cum for the first time

After a few deep breaths and coming down from your high - needy you put your leg between his scissoring - with a Smirk Loki inserted his glorious Dick inside you - you gasped as you felt him so deep inside making you feel amazing

Kissing -grinding and thrusting

"Mmmhh ... Loki ... that feels amazing, you feel sooo good" you moaned

"My Love,I love when you moan my Name" he groaned

" Loki ... Mmmh...I am close" you informed him before cuming faster than you expected

Pulling out he kissed your Cheek -

and held you close cuddling and praising you

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#loki #loki laufeyson #mcu loki #loki smut fic #loki smut #loki x female reader #loki imagine #loki x reader #loki fluff #loki x you #loki x y/n #loki of asgard #loki fanfic #loki marvel #loki laufeyson x reader #marvel imagine #marvel x reader #mcu x reader #marvel fanfiction

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26 ASKS!! :DD THANK YALL!! 🎉🎂🎉

@ardent-38 @lime-ether @piperjistic @elegysonnet @storylover2 @forestrests

AAAAAA THANK YALL SO MUCH!! :DDD YALL ARE THE BEST!! :}} 💖💖💖

(Sorry I'm a bit late!)

:DD Thank you!! My favorite might be plain vanilla 😋💖

@unpopularartist14

I have definitely heard of it and seen it around. :0 And I got a good taste of it from SMG4s video on it XDD I've thought about watching it in the past. Though hearing about that widely accepted ship.. Ehhh,, I'm not so sure now.. <XD

@sunshine-vr6

@wdillustration

:DD THANK YOU!! :}}}

@badlyblurry (Post in question)

XDD It really has. The poor guy is so conflicted. This really seems like a romantic moment. But surly she's just excited about her new form and doesn't understand the typical boundaries friends have.

Surly someone as beautiful and desirable as Blue.. wouldn't be interested in a old cookie like him.

..Right??

@jesterpiecethejester

They're still on my blog, I never deleted them or anything. You just gotta go to my #undertale tag and scroll down a bit-

@minnesotamedic186 (Post in question)

AWW!! Its might be a bit out of character for Blue, but its still a cute scene!! :DD

@keakruiser (Sorry for replying a bit late!)

:DDD THANK YOU!! I had some giant cookies and cream cupcakes! 😋😋

Huh, suprising!

....now what does Urchin taste like.. 🍴🍪

@edgywithaheart

Ooooo interesting!! :DD Though I wonder if this would change Barnaby and Howdy at all <XDD

GASP!! Nooo not my boy! He would never do a crime. XD

@jenny-the-fox

XD I think I have a couple of OCs that belong there--

(Post in question)

Oh! Thank you for the info! :DD

@candyglumboy (Post in question)

That could be an interpretation of it yeah :00 but to be totally honest, I haven't thought it all through yet..

The intention behind that comic is its showing that Eddie used to be a human. And now he's.. well. He's Eddie.

The comic was trying to show that there was someone he used to know when he was human. His sister? His mother? Someone.. He knew someone. And now that he's in the neighborhood.. she's gone. What happened to her? Who was she? Why do I miss her so much?.. Why.. am I crying? Why am I shaking?

"..What was I talking about.?"

@astaherussy

EATING THIS SCENARIO LIKE GARLIC BREAD FR!!! AAAAA JUST IMAGINE EVERYONE'S REACTIONS!!

I think the 3 of them are no strangers to bloody scenes, but that wouldn't make seeing their Octokids so hurt any easier.. <:(( Now I'm not much of a writer, and idk if this is the kind of response you were expecting.. but none the less you have inspired me! :}}

I can see them offering their services if needed, but mostly just staying out of Peso's way and letting him do his thing. when everything winds down and they're able to see each other.. it would be tough. :((

Kwazii would be in high spirits as always despite the injuries. He would proudly tell Calico Jack about how he was bravely able to fend off multiple sharks! He expected a lot of enthusiasm from his Grandad.. "..Y-Ye did great Kwazii, ye protected yer crew well. I'm real proud of ya for that.." Instead he got a more.. somber response.

With the time Kwazii has spent with the Octonauts, he's gotten a lot better at reading people. Its not hard to tell when someone is shaken. His ears are pinned back, his tail is puffed up and flicking back and fourth.. its clear that Jack isn't taking this sight well.

Kwazii would probably sit up straighter. "Hey,, Grandad I'm.. I'm alright, ye don't need to worry." He'd gently grab Jacks arm, getting his attention. "I'll be alright, this isn't a big deal! Really, I'm ok! It looks a lot worse than it actually is."

Jack might take a deep breath and nod "..I know. I know you'll be alright, lad.." His ears were still pinned back. Kwazii frowns. "..I'm alright now Grandad. This is small, trust me.." Jack would pause.. but then nod. Seeing Kwazii so beaten is hard for Jack to stomach. But Kwazii is one tough cookie.. Just like him. He knows that things will be ok. Kwazii will be ok.. They're both ok..

~~~

When Marsh came in to see Tweak, he almost lost his composure. He knows Tweak is tough. And she's gotten hurt a lot growin up, this ain't nothin she cant handle. But gosh, this hurts. That's his little girl. It hurts so much to see her like this. She's collapsed in medbay, and has her leg all bound up in a cast.

"Pa! Heh, uh- sorry about all this. You an I were supposed to go out swimmin after that mission. I guess uh.. it'll have to wait.. heh.."

A deep breath, "Now don't chu worry bout none of that," He sat down beside her bed and pat her on the shoulder. "You just put all yer energy into gettin better. Ok? We can always go see the reef another time." His droopy ears and shaky voice wasn't helping his tough façade..

Tweaks pauses for a moment. But then offers her hand to Marsh. He takes it, confused at first.

"..I'm sorry I scared you pa.. I'll be ok.."

...Unable to reply, Marsh just nods. He sighs and wipes his tears away. Gripping Tweaks hand tighter. He sniffles, and just nods..

~~~

Natquik's meeting with Barnacles went a little smoother than the others. He is no stranger to the sight of blood. And knowing that Barnacles is tough as nails, he wasn't too worried about him.. but still. Seeing Barnacles in such a state.. it wasn't easy.

When Natquik came in, he placed a gentle paw on the bears shoulder. "Barnacles, how do you feel? Are your wounds bad..?" Barnacles' voice was gravelly and slow. He had a nasty headache after that facial injury.. "..Oh.. I'll be alright.. its nothing I.. cant recover from.."

Natquik pulls up a stool and sits beside him. "You gave me a big scare, you know. You must not do that to me! No more dangerous missions for you!" He said wagging his finger.

Barnacles chuckled. "That wasn't meant to.. be a dangerous mission. Things just.. got out of hand." Natquik nods. "Yes yes, I can see.." His tone seemed off at the end there..

"..Are you alright, Professor?" It takes Natquik a second to respond.. Seeming to think over his words. "Don't worry for me, Barnacles. I am better now that I have seen you. And you will heal fine, yes? So all is ok." His hesitation wasn't reassuring.. But he knows how Natquik is. So doesn't push it further. "Yes, despite the scene we caused.. most of these injuries are minor. We'll be.. alright." Natquik puts on a smile that cant truly be read. "That is all that matters, my friend."

~~~

ALSO WAAHAGA THANK YOU SO MUCH!! :DDD I'm so glad to hear you like my stuff!! And you're interested even when you don't know thE CANON? BESTIE I AM HONORED!! 😭😭💖💖😭💖💖

And of course I would respond! :DD I LOVE receiving comments/interaction with my work. Its the #1 thing I hope my posts receive! Now I cant respond to every single one unfortunately, but I do read them all and respond to as many as I possibly can!! :D I'll take this moment to give a big thank you to all that leave me messages/comments/asks! They're my favorite thing!! 💖💖🥰💖

@couchwow

Thank you! :D Also OOOO CREATRURES! :DDD

@peaspods

I don't have a master post for those, no.. it would take a ton of effort for me to comb through my entire blog to compile it all so I haven't done it..

You can find all/most of that stuff under my #octonauts tag and my #deltarune tag. I hope this helps!

I did have a blue blanket for a time.. though that blanket doesn't actually exist irl-

Also man, that would take me forever to make. Bibi and the other's quilts were really small and easy to work with. I cant imagine all the time it would take for me in this state to make a full human sized quilt-

Plus I would have to draw the quilt with me whenever I draw my sona. Which would suck because then it would take longer for me to draw myself <XDD

XD Thank you!! :D I'm so glad you like them! :}}

WAAAAA THATS SO GOOODD!! 😭😭😭😭

#my response #tw descriptions of blood #tw descriptions of injury #octonauts #welcome home #eddie dear #factual fam #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run ocs #my ocs

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kenmjiro · 8 months

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Secrets after class

¡Teacher!Rick Grimes(Aus) x ¡student! fem reader

inspiration: Secrets after class by comino inc.

Summary: you find your teacher sleeping peacefully in his office. While you wait you stumble upon a manuscript. A manuscript where the writing style seems awfully familiar...

TWS: Dramas, age gap, provocation,suspense, Romantinc comedy, Schoollife, Taboo, HighSchool

love is one of those thing that people can't really control.

One day you meet someone and the next you are hit with the realization that you are in love with them.

Being in love is a wonderful thing;however,what do you do if you fall in love with someone who is off limits to you?

I'm a book loving Junior in High School.

my love for books led me to join the Literature Club. The club is of course the best thing ever! It's full of exciting adventure,dreams,books,smiles! It just lacks one thing ...members. Yeah, sadly there are only two members in the club. My teacher and myself. But this year, I will changer that!

Have l mentioned that l'm head over heels in love with my teacher?

Moving right along! New year, new style!

“That's all for today, class. Be careful on your way homer everyone!” hearing my home room teacher's dismissal, l shot up from my desk.

“I have a meeting with the Literature Club today so l got to got” l thought as ready to leave, they give mee a slight touch on the shoulder

“Y/N”

“Whoa, maggie, what's up?” lt's my childhood friend Maggie Greene. We've been in the same classes since Kindergarten.

l have few friends, but she is one who truly gets me and is also a total bookworm. She is like the sister l never had. “Lemme guess, club meeting?”

“Yup! Today, l'm going to get permission to recruit new members!”

“Oh, that's right, you gotta have permission now because of that one incident, huh?”

Scrunching up my face, l nodded bitterly. “Yeah, unfortunately.”

*Sigh* “That teacher is unexpectedly tough, given his sweet appearance.”

“lt just didn't end well last time... However!Today is the day that l will get permission!” Speak decisively.

“ohhhh...well...l guess, you cant't come then.” Maggie shoulders drop.

“Huh? Come where?” l frowned.

“They cancelled basketball practice because they are using the gym for something else. So l wanted us to go to the bookstore with glen.” Glen is another classmate and childhood friend. the three of us are often together.

Glen and Maggie are couple.

They often worry that l'll be left by myself so they invite me along to wherever they go. But l am fine not joining them since l always feel like the third wheel.

“Nah, l'm good. You go ahead.”

“Wait, why? l need you go to with. You chose a great book for me last time. l want you to choose another one for me! so you really can't” Maggie dipped her head and stared up at me with big puppy eyes.

“That doesn't work on me anymore, nice try though.” Maggie puppy eyes turned into a full on pout.

“l ready promissed my teacher that l'd show at the meet today. l can't just ditch las minute.”“Besides, l want to get permission to recruit new members as soon as possible.” l thought as l bit my lower lip and looked at maggie back.

l don't know how long it is going to take to convince the teacher to get that magic ticket. So, it's a no from me dawg. But have fun with Glen”

“You know... l had hoped to hear about Andrew Lincoln's work from you today...”

“Staaaph! You know Andrew lincoln is my favorite author!”

“Ok,ok. But next time will you go with?” Maggie looked serious waiting for an affirmative answer.

“Yes! l promise.”

“Alright! l'm gonna hold you to that!”

“l won't let you down! For now, l have to go convince this teacher!

“Haha,good luck!”

With a last wave at maggie, l took off for the language department where my teacher was expecting me.

*knock knock*

“Huh? What's going on?” l stand with my hand still in the air after knocking the door. “l thought l told the teacher that l was coming today” l knocked on the office door again, but there still was no response.

“whats should l do?.... should l go inside” The teacher has never been late before. l wonder if something happened to him.

“Well, if anything, if he's not there, l can check the teacher's lounge. if the door is unlocked l can just wait in here.” l carefully opened the door

“Hello? mr. grimes?” The room was fairly dark, so l turned on the lights. That's when l saw a person slouched in chair at the back of the room

lt is my language teacher, Rick Grimes. He is also an advisor and a member of the Literature Club to which l belong. “Um... teacher rick?”

“ls he sleeping? During school hours?” Looks like he's asleep. “Wow, he looks completely out of it” Seeing his sleeping face, only one thought occurs to me: this is a side of him l never get to see.

“His skin is so fair and his eyelashes so long, He looks so peaceful. He's always calm and smiling. No wonder he's so popular with the ladies.”

But it's not just his looks that makes him popular. He is also an amazing teacher and cares for his students. lt's amusing though, before class starts, you always see all the girls batting their eyelashes at him. Heh

l really shouldn't be talking though...

.... Because l like him too.

l might even go so far as to say it was love at first sight.

l remember the day when l first requested to join the Literature Club. l looked up and saw his sweet smile. His first words were, “Thank you for coming, l'm happy you are here.”

“...Of course my teache does not know about my crush.” Since l'm a student, l need to make sure l keep these felings in check. “l don't want to cause any problems.”

l sat down in a chair across from a sleeping Rick. “He's sleeping so soundly, it doesn't look like he's going to wake up any time soon.”

“Hm... what should l do?”... “Since he's sleeping so well, l guess l'll let him be and just hang out a while.” “ln the meantime, l can think of how to persuade mr. grimes and how to recruit new members!”

“Actually lemma write the ideas down.” As l'm reaching for my bag, something catches my eye. A stack of papers is randomly placed on my teacher's desk.

lt seemed to be a manuscript of some sort that belonged to my teacher, given that the handwriting was similar. “ls this novel professor wrote... l didn't know he whote novels”

“l want to take a peek, but l really shouldn't read it without permission...But...just a teensy tiny peek shouldn't hurt, right? Just a page or two? l glance over at rick. He is still sleeping soundly.

“...Dear literary gods, please don't strike me down for being unable to contain my curiosity. Teach, forgive me, l just must know!” As l prayed for forgiveness from every deity, l picked up the manuscript.

The shorts story written from a male perspective was about 4000- characters long and spanned about 10 sheets. l of course read the entire thing in one go. “Did he write this”

Suddenly, l saw a movement in the comer of my eye.

“Ahem...”

The manuscript was lifted out of my hand. when l looked up, l saw that Rick had woken up at some point.

“Y/n, well, what's going on here? Do you always go around reading other people's private work... Perhaps l shouldn't have left it out in the open, but that's besides the point. ”

“l'm sorry. That was really rude of me.” As l apologized l was still staring at the manuscript that my teache was holding. “Not to impose even more, but can l,um, ask you about that? Did you write that?

“I did...-

“Sr. rick! lt' s phenomenal!!

“Wha-?”

Excited l stepped up to mi teacher “The world is so enveloping and you can feel the anguish and pain of the protagonist! It's written absolutely beautiful way” “the writing style resembles my favorite author, Andrew Lincoln, in every way!

Andrew Lincoln is a romance novelist who is very popular among the younger generation. He mainly writes young adult romance novels from a male perspective. Many of his works are very emotional and sad.

“On, that's right, you are a fan of Lincoln” l excitedly clapped my hands in front of me and rapidly nodded my head.

“Yes!!! A thousand times yes! l absolutely love that author! His work is incredible and has me in tears every time! l also love the fact that everything surrounding him is so mysterious. There is nothing about author himself anywhere. All we know is that he writes beautiful novels.”

“l see...” Whenever Lincoln is mentioned, Rick doesn't show much enthusiasm.

“Sr. rick, do you not care for this author? Whenever he is mentioned you seem very uninterested.”

“Ah, l'm sorry. l didn't mean to give off that impression.” Rick put the manuscript away in his desk drawer and turned to look at me. “ By the way, wasn't there something you wanted to discuss”

“Oh! Right! Right! l came to get permission!

“ls it for recruiting new members?”

“Yes!!!” nod frantically.

Rick sighed and nodded. “We discussed this before, but l will remind you that l will only accept motivated and interested students. l do not want the Literature club to become a ''Resume filler'' or hangout for unsavory people.”

“l know, l know, that's why l'm here to talk about that”sighed and nodded

“lt's not going to be easy to convince me.”

“But if we don't recruit more members the club will go extinct.”

“l understand this, but it is still better than having students not take it seriously.”

“Well, if you say so...

The teacher's words reminded me of the incident that happened previously.

Soon it was only teacher and myself.

The room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop

“l just want to have a few more members and be able to advertise for the club”

“Y/N, l think just the two of us are perfectly fine. We don't need a lot of members to make the club interesting. Don't you think so?”

“lt's not that...”

In fact l love having Rick all to myself.

We haves so much fun every meeting that l look forward to them. But l wanted new members as much as l wanted to spend time alone with rick.

Because... “l really want other people to talk to about the books l read. l want someone who love Andrew Lincoln's work as much as l do and is enthusiastic about discussing it!”

Reading is something you do on your own, but discussion about a book is something that requires other people. l enjoyed talking to my peers about the books l read.

Of course l can talk to Rick but it's different. with him, we can discuss everything BUT Andrew Lincoln's work. And that is something l really, really want to discuss with others.

Since rick isn't interested in Lincoln's work, there is no point talking to him about it. “So l really want new members!”

“l see. l didn't realize how much you wanted to have more students in the club.” Rick sat deep in thought looking at me.

“l think l almost have him. Just a little more persuasion...” l was ready to fire off another reason as to why we need new members when..

Ding! Ding!

“ Rick Grimes, you have a phone call, please come to the staff office.” Rick was called over the school intercom, which effectively ended our conversation.

“alright. l understand why you wish to have new members. Let us think of ways to recruit members who are enthusiastic. l need to take this phone call. l will be right back.” With a smile, Rick took off.

“Great! looks like l got through to him, but damn that interruption!” “It's a step in the right direction though! Well, while he is taking his phone call,l'll just wait there for him to get back.” While waiting, l decide to take a look around the room.

A large bookshelf stood against the wall. lt was overfilled with books. There were so many in fact, that they were stacked in front of other books in little towers.“ The departament buys so many books that they are running out of room to store them”

Looking around a bit more it occurs to me that rick is not very tidy“ perhaps professor is just too busy to take the time and straighten up”

Since we use this as a club meeting room, l also tidy up every so often, but since it is the teacher's office, l can't straighten up and throw out stuff as much as l want. “Well, l guess for now l can get rind of this... Why is there a big cardboard box blocking the entrance anyway? lsn't some this some sort of fire code violation?”

l try to pick up the box, which is full of envelopes and documents. lt is much heavier than l had expected. “Good grief, what is in this thing?” l manage to lift the box into the air, but as soon as l did several envelopes that were on top crashed to the floor. “Ah crap“

One envelope wasn't properly sealed and the contents spilled all over the floor. “Crap,crap,crap!! What if this is some super duper important doc and l just got all the pages mixed up! I'm like so dead!”

“Huh? What is this” l took a closer look at the scattered documents. The handwriting seemed familiar. There was no doubt that these documents were written by Rick. “Oh! rick, did you actually write a full length novel?!”

l had just read a short story earlier that was written by my teache. l absolutely loved it. Needless to say l was dying to read this!

“Ugh.. but the JUST scolded me for reading his papers without permission. l would feel violated if someone did this to me so l'm going to go ahead and put this back. Alright, in you go buddy!” As l was sliding the manuscript into the envelope the author's name sprung out at me.

“What the hell? Andrew Lincoln? l slid the manuscript back out of the envelope and quickly flipped through the pages. The handwriting was all the same. “No way...” A million thoughts went through my head all at once.

Nobody knows anything about Lincoln's private life or where he is based out of. why is one of this manuscripts here?. There has to be logical explanation. “ Is my teache--

“What are you doing y/n”

“AHHH!!”

l was so shocked at reading my favorite author's name that l didn't hear the door open behind me. When l turned around l saw Rick stantiong at the door with a faint smile on this face.

l felt like a hundred flashing neon arrows were pointing at me blinking “GUITY!”“GUILTY”.

How the hell was l going to explain myself out of this one? Rick stepped in front of me, l made a desperate attempt as l turned to face my teache.

“Uh... h-hi! Um... you see, what had happened was. l was trying to clean and the box tumbled and spilled the manuscript everywhere... l'm sorry. l tried to collect it all...”

“And then?” Rick looked at me in a serene but threatening way.

“Then?”

“What did you see?” My teache closed the door and stepped in front of me.

“See? what did l see?” l stepped back instinctively as Rick comer closer.

“y/n, please be honest, what did you see?

“Well... the manuscript... the name... Er.. well... could.. you.. maybe be the novelist Andrew Lincoln?”

“......” The silence felt endless and l quickly regretted blurting out that assumption.

A thought occurred to me..l have been fawning over Andrew Lincoln to my teache for how long now? l practically confessed my love for him in front of my teache. l spilled everything from how much l love Lincoln's work, how much it makes me cry, how my heart absolutely longs for him.

lt is stuff would absolutely never ever tell the actual author himself “But... l mean that'd be ridiculous, right? Him being Andrew Lincoln... At least l really hope it's not him... l would be mortifiel and could neve show my face at his school again.”

l swallowed thickly and meekly looked up at Rick who was staring intensely at me. my teacher's demeanor had completely changed.

“Hmmm....” Rick let out a small sigh which made my bangs ruffle.

as l loocked at my teacher through my bangs, it occured to me that he was acting completely different front usual. “What if was Andrew Lincoln? What would you do then?”

Rick tone changed. He no longer presented himself like my teacher. lt was more of a predator having trapped its prey.“l...l don't know if l would... believe that.”

“Ah.. Well you see... l am Andrew Lincoln”

“No... way...” He stared at me.

“Why would l lie to you, you're holding the proof right in your hand.” l glanced at the manuscript in my hand.

“Whoa!”

l'm so aghast that my hand involuntarily loosens around the manuscript. Rick grabs my hand. “Don't drop that. lt still needs to be delivered to the publisher today.” l nod like l'm on autopilot. “Well then, y/n”

“U-um...yes?”

Rick steps closer towards me. l instinctively step back, but my back hits upon a solid surface. l forgot the bookshelf was right behind me.

my teacher takes another step towards me. “What's happening?”

l glance at the door and make a movement towards it. Suddenly Rick arm is in my line of sight. He has trapped me between himself and the bookshelf. “Not so fast, y/n. So... the teacher you admire and novelist you worship are the same persona... what are you going to do now?

l look up at my teacher who has an imperious smile on his face

My day started so ordinary.....

what have l gotten myselft into?!?

part 2???

#the walking dead #rick grimes #andrew lincoln #fanfic #oneshot #tv series #rick grimes x reader #rick grimes fanfiction #rick grimes fic #twd rick #rick grimes twd #twd fanfiction #rick grimes x y/n #rick grimes oneshot #kenmjiro

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i-literally-cant-with-this · 4 months

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A/N ::: I think this is so damn cute that if my feet weren't planted firmly on my floor from the tiny chair I'm sitting in, I'd be kickin' em every which way. Instead, I settled for biting my bottom lip. I'm pretty excited about how adorable this turned out. Brain rotting on Shoto. Happy New Year, everyone!!

C/W ::: Sweet, sweet fluff. Shy reader and Shoto, vague "drink" reference (doesn't have to be alcohol), little huggy huggy and a little kissy kissy.

WC ::: 1,779

"D-do you think he'll be there? God. He's not going to go, is he?" You were talking to your best friend on the phone about the object of your affection, Shoto Todoroki.

He is one of the most beautiful people you have ever met, inside and out. He was kind but didn't expect anything in return. Smart, too, but he never made anyone else feel stupid.

You just needed to see him tonight.

It was new years eve and you'd be damned if you went another year without a kiss. Even if it didn't mean you'd spend the whole year with whoever you kissed. It had been too long since you felt someone else's lips pressed to yours and you just weren't going to stand for it.

"Ok, well, I guess I'll see you there. Right? You're going, right?"

They assured you they would be there around 9 or 10 and you said goodbye.

You pulled up to the party, parked and got out. Your clothes weren't anything special. A cute zip-up hoodie with a tank top and jeans. Your favorite pair of worn out light blue Vans donned your feet as they carried you closer and closer to the door.

You didn't even know whose house this was. But all of your friends that you talked to said they would be there, so that made the transition from lonely and shy to a little social butterfly something that seemed possible even before you started drinking.

It was unclear whether or not you should knock. So instead of making a blatant ass of yourself, you bent over and pretended to tie your shoe. Praying that someone would open the door and you could peer inside and see who all was in there.

As you were bent over, fiddling with the laces of your shoe that was very obviously not tied, but looped through in that lazy shoe wearer way, footsteps approached behind you. And a voice that you knew all too well was there to help you if you needed it.

"Y/n? Hello. Are you alright?" Your heart dropped into your pussy and your stomach jumped to the back of your throat. It was quite the experience to have your insides rearrange themselves with only his voice as the reason behind organ musical chairs.

The heat that washed over your face and chest was like what you imagined kissing him would be like. Slow, at first and then all-encompassing. Wherever your heart was, it was beating like crazy. He. Is. Here. You couldn't help but wonder if he came to see you or if he was here for other people. His friends or whoever.

"SHO!" What the fuck. Why are you yelling at him like this. "Shoto, hey *aheh*. Hey, how - how are you? I - I didn't know you were coming t-to this party. F-fancy seeing you here." Oh my god. You wanted to curl up in the fetal position and kick yourself for becoming such a stuttering mess in front of him. But how to kick your own ass? That was the problem.

"I am good, thank you for asking. Yes, Kacchan and Deku invited me. I thought it would be rude to not participate in the festivities after an invitation. How are you enjoying the party so far?"

You gulped. You hadn't even gone inside yet, but the fact that he was here and talking to you made you feel like you'd been here for hours. He was always so kind and attentive to you. You loved it.

"I'm good. I’ve seen a lot of people go in. So, I guess that's a good thing, right? I mean, what's a party without people. Heh," you wondered how stupid you'd look if you just stood up and ran away from him.

"Would you like me to show you where the party is? I can show you where everyone is. Follow me, please," he opened the door and walked inside. You followed him through a hallway, down some stairs and into a spacious basement.

Your eyes scanned the room looking for familiar faces. But the only person you could find that you knew was Shoto. And he had left you by the door.

"I have to go get a drink. Would you like one? We can go up to the kitchen and grab something. Or we can stay down here and I can bring it back for you."

You nodded.

"Yes! That's ... it's ok. I'll join you. You don't have to worry about me," you tried to smile. You didn't want him to think that he had to babysit you. But you wanted that. You wanted him to dote on you, you wanted to dote on him. All night.

He nodded and started walking towards the stairs, reaching behind him to take your hand so you didn't get separated in the slight crowd.

"Ok. Let's go up, then."

You watched him walk up the stairs. His sweet little bottom was inches away from your face. Your face flushed a pretty pink by the time you'd gotten to the top step.

As you were standing there, watching him fix the drinks for you both, someone came in the front door. Yelling about how 2024 was going to be their bitch.

"Y/n! Hey, how are you?! I'm so glad you made it." It was your friend, who had told you about the party.

"Hey! Yeah, I'm doing good. I just got here." You opened your eyes wide and, as subtly as you could manage, you tilted your head toward Shoto to show your friend that he was here and he was fixing a drink for you.

"Yeah! I see!" They smiled at you and raised their eyebrows in approval.

You couldn't help but admire his ass as he bent over the counter. It was perfectly round and fit into his khakis like they were made just for him. His muscles and slim waist were enough to make you drool.

As if he could sense you staring at him, he turned around and smiled.

"Y/n, I made you a drink. Come sit with me and chat," he gestured to a small couch in the corner of the living room.

You followed him, holding your drink and wondering what he was going to say.

He started telling you about some new video game that had come out and how he couldn't stop playing it. He showed you a few screenshots on his phone and you tried to pretend like you knew anything about that stuff. You really wished you did, though. It would be one more thing you could talk to him about.

It was nice to hear him talk and watch the way his eyes lit up when he talked about the game. He was so passionate and you wished that you could talk to him like this all the time.

As you were listening to him, he reached up and tucked a stray piece of hair behind your ear.

"You're … so, um, beautiful, Y/n. I hope you know that. I apologize if that was too forward. I’ve just, well, I’ve wanted to tell you that for a while now."

Your heart skipped a beat and you looked away from him.

"Thank you, Shoto. That's really sweet of you."

You weren't sure what to say to him. But you hoped that he would keep talking to you, even if it was only for a little bit. You didn't care if he had a girlfriend or was just not interested in you. You wanted to spend time with him and hear him talk and just be in his presence.

As the clock struck midnight, everyone gathered around the TV to watch the ball drop.

"10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1! Happy new year!"

Everyone cheered, kissing and hugging each other.

You and Shoto stood next to one another, unable to meet the other's gaze. You wondered if he could see it written on your face. How much you wanted him to kiss you. Or simply hug you.

He rubbed the back of his neck and you're pretty sure you heard him mutter something like, "Ok, Sho. Now."

And Shoto wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you in for a tight embrace.

You could feel his breath against your ear as he said, "Happy new year, Y/n. I hope you have a great year."

You wrapped your arms around his neck and breathed in his scent. It was like cedar wood and vanilla, a combination that made you want to bury your face in his neck and never let go.

"Happy new year, Shoto. Thank you for being such a good friend to me."

You couldn't help but feel a pang of regret as you said the word 'friend.'

You didn't want to be his friend. You wanted to be so much more than that. But you couldn't bring yourself to say it. You pulled away from him and smiled.

He looked into your eyes and brushed a strand of hair out of your face.

"Y/n, would you mind terribly … if I kissed you? Even just for tonight. I've wanted to for so long and I think tonight might be my only chance," he blushed and looked away from you.

You nodded, unable to find your voice.

He leaned in and pressed his lips to yours, gently at first, like he was testing the waters. And then he kissed you again, harder this time. His tongue traced your bottom lip and you opened your mouth to let him in. You felt like your heart was going to jump out of your chest as he kissed you.

You ran your fingers through his hair and pulled him closer to you. You couldn't believe that this was happening. You didn't care if it was just for tonight or if it meant something more. You wanted to kiss him all night.

As you pulled away from him, you noticed all of your mutual friends staring at you. Smiling hard for the two of you finally admitting to each other that you wanted more than a friendship.

Kirishima began clapping and hooting about how wonderful new opportunities are and you noticed the blush that had washed over Shoto's face. He was so charming it made you crazy.

You reached up and stroked his cheek.

"Thank you for the wonderful kiss, Shoto. I hope we can do it again sometime."

He nodded and smiled, letting his fingers dance down from your back to lace with your own.

"I'd love that, Y/n. Happy New Year."

Taglist ::: @arlerts-angel @darkstarlight82 @millennialmagicalgirl

#shoto todoroki #shoto #shouto todoroki #shouto x reader #shoto x reader #shoto fluff #shoto x you #shoto x y/n #mha shoto #mha shoto todoroki #my hero academia fluff #mha fluff #bnha fluff #boku no hero academia #happy new year #new year 2024

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itsscromp · 8 months

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Games night

Hey Hey !!!! :D, so me and bestie @callofdudes came up with this fantastic idea that was based on my headcanon of Gaz, He is definitely the best dungeon's and dragons player of the group, plus he's also underrated and underappreciated. But let's dive in shall we ??. Word count:1.5k

Gaz has always been into dungeons and dragons, ever since high school. Always playing it every weekend with his mates to see where the story goes and what mischief they can cause too. But when he joined the military he got so busy that he couldn't find the time and play a game like the good old days. Plus even trying to get the others to try and play was hard enough, Price wasn't entirely into it, Ghost was too busy and Johnny only joined to cause chaos upon chaos. But there was one person he hadn't asked. You.

"There's no harm in trying Kyle." He said to himself as he made his way to your office, you were just finalizing the paperwork you were tasked to complete.

"Y/n, can I come in ??" He knocked.

"Hey Gaz, what's up ??"

"Hey I was just wondering, the guys are busy at the moment. If you're interested, you know how to play dungeons and dragons ??"

"Oh... I don't think so. But I've always wanted to" You smiled at the offer.

"You want to play ??" His eyes lit up at that, his bestie wants to learn dnd ?? cue internal excited screaming noises.

"If you can teach me"

"It doesn't have to be anything super serious, just easy fun so you can learn." He smiled "I can teach you."

"Then let's do it, just let me file these and we'll get started."

"Alright, I'll get everything set up in the meantime."

After filing the paperwork, you headed to the barracks and found Gaz's room, he had set everything up on the floor. Dice, figurines, campaign books, character sheets etc.

"Alright, so I have a couple character sheets already made if you want to use them just to learn. Or we could help make your own, which can take some time"

"Ok, I'll just use a pre-built in the meantime and we'll make a character after." You looked through the character sheets and eye's an interesting one. A wizard ork.

"I think I'll go with this character for now" You sat down ready to start.

"Alright, so I'll give you a rundown of how it all works."

You paid attention throughout, getting a good idea of how the game works and how the characters work.

"Ok I think I've got it" You smiled

"Great !!, shall we begin ??" You never seen him this enthusiatic.

"Let's do it."

So with that, the two began your campaign, You started out in a field of meadows, with no recollection of how you got there, You even pulled off some voices.

"Who are you ??"

"I know who I am, who are you ??"

"I'm *DND character*, nice to meet you I guess ??"

Throughout the campaign, you were invested in the many twists and turns of the story, A kidnapping by a troll. The town is in shambles, with corruption on many corners. It was an absolute blast. Gaz always knows how to spice it up every time, That's why he's usually dungeon master most of the time.

"Ok I will shoot an arrow into the ork's head"

He rolled the dice and read the numbers.

"Alright... good shot, you get it right in the forehead, and you are free from danger. For now"

At this point, you were dungeon crawling and then came across treasure. Unlike most people when they see treasure, you played it smart.

"Hmm I don't know if I should take it, it could be a trap."

"Maybe you could look around and inspect it first. Just to be sure ??"

"Ok then, I look around to see if there's any traps"

Gaz hummed and rolled the dice again.

"There doesn't look to be any traps set up around the treasure, Looks like the trolls were a little too cocky this time"

"Ok then I shall take some treasue"

But like any dungeon master, they always know how to add an amazing plot twist that you would never see coming, dun dun dun !!!!.

"But something shifts behind the treasure. Looks like the trolls weren't cocky after all. They've got a giant camouflaged friend to guard their treasure." A mother fucking dragon !!!!

"Oh shit I uh, I try and tame the dragon"

"Failed. The dragon is far from friendly and protective of its treasure. It roars loudly at you, shaking the earth below, about to strike" He even did a dragon roar to add spice to it.

You knew that to get that treasure you would have to fight it, shooting arrow after arrow, even picking up a fallen soldier's sword and swinging it at the dragon, and when at the perfect moment.

"I then cast a spell on the dragon, Shattering it to nothing but bones and dust."

He rolled the dice and hummed.

"Your magic is strong, and the dragon is defeated. You live to see another day."

"Woohoo !!!"

You spent almost four hours playing the game, not bothering about the time passing or how the room got darker from the sunset, this was just too much fun. you were so invested in the story. You went so long playing that the others were wondering where the hell were you two, Reaching the barracks, they heard your voices and opened the door, seeing you two heavily invested. Johnny smiled and barged into the game, he sure as hell was joining in whether you two liked it or not.

Wha, oh hey johnny" you laughed

"Y/n is in awe as orc warrior Brock jumps, and smashes his head through a market cart as a greeting."

"Oh come on mate you cant do that" Gaz sighed

"It won't count once you reverse time. Right ??"

Sure.."

"How's the game going cave bats ??" Price smiled

"We're doing so good, I slayed a dragon !!" You said utmost proudly

"A dragon eh ??, Look at you go" Simon smirked under his mask.

"Thank you" *proud y/n noises*

Even then you continued the campaign, seeing what twists and turns you could find. Now with Brock in tow too.

"Ok... I go to the barkeep to ask for information about the latest disappearances in the village."

"The barkeep his hesitant to give you the said information."

As you thought of what to say next, along came Brock

"Brock shows off his giant muscles to the barkeep and impresses him into talking with his warrior prowess"

And it worked, with a click of his tongue. Gaz continued.

"The barkeep agrees to give you the information, satisfied with your warrior abilities."

"Good job brock"

The campaign continued leading into a dramatic and epic climax, when you and Brock were fighting this giant troll, the one responsible for the disappearances of the villagers.

"Brock takes the broken end of his blade and hacks some swings at the troll !!"

With another roll of the dice.

"It's effective, it wounds the troll but leaves your hand damaged, leaving you unable to do much more"

You thought of the next move

"Ok then *DND character* casts a healing spell that heals Brock's wounds"

Another roll

"Affective, It heals Brock's hand and he'll be able to fight again"

"But my sword is broke, what do I fight with ??"

"That's not my problem"

As Johnny thought of the next move he could do, you then stepped in with an idea already in mind, It's risky but it could work.

"I then cast another spell on the troll, but its one that I have not mastered properly yet."

Gaz was hesitant, but nether the less he then rolled the dice once again.

"Hmm, the spell if half effective and ends up taking a small tone of your stamina"

"Damn it"

The troll was gaining ground and the upper hand once again, one of you needs to make a move and end it once and for all.

"Brock looks around to try and find something to fight the troll with."

A small silence and then Gaz smiled.

"Looking around, he finds a loose tree stuck under a boulder right over the troll"

You then perked up and joined in

"I then cast a spell that fuses the boulder and the branch, giving brock a weapon to fight the troll with."

"Great thinking y/n" Gaz smiled

"Brock then uses this new weapon to then finish off the troll once and for all, hitting him right in the head."

Hopefully one last dice roll

"Effective, the troll has officially been downed and the town is now safe once again."

"Woohoo !!!"

"We did it !!!"

"Congratulations you two" Gaz smiled once again.

Johnny raised his hands to the both of you and you eagerly high five him.

"We then both return to the town were they sing and praise our heroics"

The town is thankful for your help and you two are commemorated for your actions !!"

And with that, the campaign came to an end, you had such a blast for your first time playing Dungeons and Dragons, Gaz could not be happier than he is now, He had someone to play this amazing game that he holds so dear. You made it a ritual that every weekend to play the game again seeing what new adventures you'll all get up too.

Taglist @callofdudes

#platonic #cod mwii #kyle gaz garrick #gaz cod #gaz x reader #kyle gaz garrick x reader #task force 141 #reader insert #call of duty x reader #call of duty imagine #call of duty

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a-constant-gay-panic · 1 year

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cAn you do a jealous richie Rozier x Male reader when someone keeps flirting with the reader and it ends with reader comforting richie at home if you can it be older richie

Only Him

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pairing: older!richie tozier x male!reader

summary: there’s no denying that your boyfriend, richie “trashmouth” tozier, is a flirt. in fact, it’s one of his many talents. due to this, he can appreciate the art of flirting but when it comes to others trying their luck with what’s his? that’s something he can't appreciate nor agree with and you’re left to pick up the pieces of the insecure man.

warnings: legal consumption of alcohol, heavy swearing (it’s richie, what did you expect?), angst with fluffy ending, self doubt, reader gets hit on by a woman, brief hints to homophobia, bisexual reader if you squint and look into things

word count: 1.7k

a/n: ok so this turned out to be more soft than anything else. richie doesn't get very mad per say, just very insecure and upset? i hope this was fine anon.

just a disclaimer, i’m not the most experienced with m!reader so please let me know if this is alright or if there’s anything i could do to make it better. your input is really appreciated :) love you all and enjoy

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loud music blares throughout the entire club as you lean against the bar counter, a half drunk beer in hand. your eyes are trained on your boyfriend who seems to be in his element, hair wild and glasses foggy from dancing most of the night. you chuckle as you think of the hangover he’s bound to have in the morning whereas you’ve been mindful to not have too much alcohol, knowing that at least one of you had to be sober enough to drive home.

you idly take a sip as your hand pushes your hair out your eyes which still follow richies every move. however, your moment of admiration is interrupted by a hand which wraps around your bicep. glancing down, you see the slender hand of a woman, nails manicured and painted a vibrant red which contrasts the black button up you’re wearing.

your eyes lock with hers and she gives you a smile, her eyes shining with what appears to be excitement. “may i help you?” you ask half heartedly, already having a pretty good idea as to why she has approached you. “i’m sure you can.” she answers playfully, releasing her grip on your arm.

you don’t reply, choosing to look at her expectantly with a raised brow as you await her next words. “mind telling me your name? or am i going to have to call you handsome the rest of the night?” her tone is a perfect balance of teasing and curiosity and even you are impressed with her confidence.

“y/n.” you reply after a while. she smiles brightly at you and slowly nods her head. “y/n…” she almost purrs, “it suits you. a charming name for a charming man.” she furthers her appreciation of your, in your opinion, bland name.

you down the last of your beer and place the empty bottle on the bar counter, ready to get away from her before her lighthearted words turn into anything suggestive. “well, as much as i’d love to chat more, i should be going. enjoy your night.” her small hand grasps at your bigger one as you turn to leave. “what’s the matter honey? you wouldn’t leave a lady all alone now would you?”

you gently take her hand out of your own, trying your best to be polite about it. “sorry but i don't need company.” you reply simply, not wanting to bring attention to the fact that you have a partner - a male one at that - afraid of the repercussions which come with openly admitting to being in a homosexual relationship.

“oh come on, live a little, why don't you?” her gaze is sultry and her words seductive as she steps closer to you and presses her chest against your own. you look down at her nervously. “listen lady,” your words are strained as you try not to get annoyed, “i appreciate the offer but i'm good.”

little did either of you know, a certain glasses wearing trashmouth was silently watching the exchange from the crowded dance floor, his drunken state not helping him to recognise the uncomfortable look on your face as the woman continues her advances.

“you’re so adamant on saying no but you haven't even considered my offer.” she leans up to whisper, her breath tickling your ears which causes a reflexive and visible shiver to run down your back. a shiver which, to the woman in front of you as well as your boyfriend, looks like a pleasurable action.

richie’s head is filled with doubts as he watches the two of you, his own insecurities causing his eyes to water and the alcohol in his body making him act impulsively as he marches over to you.

just as you're about to push the woman away once more, you hear the familiar voice, “what the fuck are you doing?”

the woman leans away from you and her eyes land on the shaking frame of richie who is clearly, not only drunk, but fuming and bothered. you make eye contact with him and send a silent plea for him to help you get away from the persistent lady but he doesn't seem to get the message.

“and who are you?” his eyes snap to the small woman when she almost hisses her words at him. he smiles mockingly at her before looking back at you while replying, “well i was his fucking boyfriend but it seems that the two of you are seconds away from banging each others brains out so i’ll be taking my leave now.”

with that, he storms away and you're left standing there in embarrassment, confusion and annoyance.

the woman looks at you shocked. “boyfriend?” her tone carries across her judgement perfectly and all you can do is nod. “you're gay?” she says condescendingly with a raised brow. you nod again but choose to reply verbally too. “yes i am. that’s why i don't want company. now politely fuck off while i go chase my boyfriend.”

you quickly walk away and she continues to stand there in shock, her reaction replaying in your mind as you step outside the club to try find richie. you knew being gay is considered ‘taboo’ but you still aren't used to the open criticism which comes with the title.

walking to where you parked your car, you notice that it's not in its spot and immediately panic, knowing that richie has the keys and that probably means he’s driving to your house completely intoxicated and hotheaded.

breaking out into a run, you head towards your shared home not wanting to leave him alone (if he makes it back safely that is. he was a terrible driver when he’s sober, you didn’t want to imagine him behind the wheel while drunk.)

you finally reach the driveway and sigh in relief as you notice the cat parked in it. you walk slowly up the driveway to the front door while you try to catch your breath. turning the door handle you notice it's unlocked.

‘he either left it open for me or forgot to lock it… again’ you think absentmindedly as you close and actually lock the door behind you. your eyes adjust to the dark house and blindly make your way up the stairs, heading to your bedroom with the hope of richie being there.

your wish is granted as you spot his figure laying on the bed. making your way over to the still man, you quietly kick your shoes off before sitting on the opposite side of the bed. richie’s back is towards you so you aren't sure if he's sleeping or not but your confusion is cleared up when you hear a hushed mumble come from your boyfriend.

“what are you doing here?” you frown at his harsh tone and place a gentle hand on his shoulder. “where did you think i was going to go?” you ask rhetorically in an attempt to lighten his mood but it doesn’t appear to work. he shrugs your hand off him before spitting out, “somewhere else to fuck the chick from the club.”

his blunt words never fail to catch you off guard and you gape at him, not sure how to respond or go about fixing the issue at hand.

“why would i be doing that?” you manage to say after a few seconds. “cause you seemed to be getting real close earlier. she was all over you and you didn't do shit about it.” his voice wavers slightly and you realise that he’s fighting back tears.

“i wasn't getting close with her and you know it… i would never do that to you rich.” you try make your words as sincere and soft as possible, hoping to calm down the jealous and hurt man in front of you. “then why the fuck was her hands all over you, huh? she was throwing herself at you and you didn't seem to mind.”

you frown and place your hand on his shoulder again, this time in an attempt to roll him onto his back so that you can see his face but he resists and you sigh in defeat. “you seem to think you know exactly what happened and if that is the case, then you should know that i turned down her advances multiple times but she wouldn't take no for an answer.”

his tense body visibly relaxes a little at your words but you know richie and he’s a stubborn man. “i tried to get away but she wouldn't leave me alone. she was quite persistent and you interrupted as i was going to tell her to kindly fuck off.”

a small but noticeable chuckle escapes his mouth and you smile to yourself, knowing that you’re close to breaking his jealous act.

“and you know what? even if we weren't dating, i wouldn't go for her. she’s not my type. i prefer obnoxious trashmouths who can make me laugh without even trying.” you slowly rub his arm, your touch comforting and reassuring. “i like people who know what i'm thinking even when i don't know myself. people who look at me like i'm everything to them.” you gently pull his arm and he rolls over to look you in the eyes. “people who see my flaws and insecurities yet love me regardless… people like you richie. only you.”

you notice tears in his eyes and your hand comes up to cup his face, thump smoothing over his cheek as you gaze at him lovingly. “i love you. not her, not anybody else, you. you are my life and i wouldn't trade you for anything.”

he smiles as tears escape his eyes. you lean down and your lips brush against his. “you mean everything to me tozier.” you mumble before pressing a sweet kiss to his lips. you can feel him smile against you and when you pull away, you can see relief and pure adoration in his eyes.

“i love you so much.” you say before pulling him into your arms, letting his head rest against your chest, doing everything in your power to let him know how special he is to you.

“i love you too, y/n… more than anything.” he whispers and you know right there that this man means the world to you and you do to him. you look in his eyes and you see your future with him. you see the life you’ve always wanted. judgement and criticism be damned, you’d marry him one day.

you would make him the happiest man alive and he’d do the same to you. you would make him yours for life and for whatever comes after it.

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ijustwant2write · 2 years

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The Shy Bride-Bonnie Gold x Shelby!Reader

(GIF credit to @chimestims)

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Requested by anonymous: 'Can you do a Bonnie gold fic where the reader is a Shelby and he has to marry her for a business deal and they end up getting to know each other even tho the reader is all shy and innocent and doesn't really like anyone that isn't family and the golds love her'

Characters: Bonnie Gold x Shelby!Reader, Shelby family x Shelby!Reader, Aberama Gold x Reader (in-laws), Esmeralda Gold x Shelby!Reader (in-laws)

Meanings: (Y/N)=Your name

Warnings: Arranged marriage, swearing, shouting/arguing, sadness, drinking, fluff

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As I returned home, I eyed up the beautiful dress hanging over the kitchen door, feeling the fabric and admiring it. I had never seen this dress before but it was gorgeous, an extravagant evening gown that every girl would be envious of. But why was it hanging up in Pol's kitchen?

"Pol, who's this dress for?" I asked.

"Would be nice if you greeted me first."

"Sorry, got distracted."

Polly smiled, but it didn't seem genuine."It's for you actually. A gift from Tommy."

"For me? Why is Tommy buying me dresses? He's got good taste actually."

"For a special occasion apparently. We're going out somewhere this afternoon."

"Oh, where?"

"I don't know (Y/N)." there was a slight snap in her tone, but I assumed she was annoyed by my questions."Sorry, just got a lot to do."

"Need help with anything?"

"No, I can handle it. Why don't you start getting ready?"

"Alright, as long as you're sure."

I brushed off Polly's behaviour. My family could have terrible mood swings at times. I understood why, we were in a gang, life could never be simple and sweet. Taking the dress, I quietly squealed to myself, excited to try it on and get myself dolled up. We must have been going somewhere really fancy, probably just to show our faces, show that Tommy was a real family man to benefit the legitimate side of business, give him a good image.

Luckily I had shoes and accessories to match the dress, spending time on how to style my hair and what lipstick to wear. I was never one to boast, but I looked lovely in this outfit. I didn't even question where we could be going or who we would be meeting, not if Tommy was going to buy me a special outfit for each occasion. Headed downstairs when I heard my brother's voices, I was surprised to see them all waiting in the hallway, dressed in their finest suits, and Polly also in one or her best dresses.

"Oh, sorry, am I making us late?"

"No, not at all." Tommy smiled, which was rare. It made me slightly nervous.

"Right. Um, when are we leaving?"

"Might as well head out now. Come on."

Tommy took the lead, walking out of the door, Arthur followed with his head down, whereas John looked at me a little longer, seeming angry. Polly had to nudge him to make him move. Once he walked outside, she held her hand out to me, giving me the same smile from earlier. Either something was going on that I didn't know about or they had just had an argument.

"Pol, me and (Y/N) are going to share a car. The rest of you in the other one." Tommy informed her.

Pol didn't even try arguing back. She squeezed my hand before getting into the car in front of us. Tommy had brought two chauffeurs, he didn't drive as much as he used to now. I wondered why he didn't just meet us at the place we were going to instead of driving all the way here, though I supposed it was for another photo opportunity.

Nothing was said as we set off, both of us just looking out of the window, watching the landscape around us change. My head turned to look at him as he started taking.

"(Y/N), do you know where we're going?"

"No, Pol didn't say anything."

"Good. Right, uh...This is to do with business."

"Oh, OK. Is it the usual, stay with you for a bit then mingle with Polly or the boys whilst you get on with business?"

"No, nothing like that. It actually involves you."

My heart rate had already increased."Me? What? Am I in danger?"

"You're perfectly safe. You're actually going to be even safer after today."

"Can you just tell me what's happening Tommy? The nerves are making me breathe funny."

"I...I had to arrange something."

"Arrange?" I let out a laugh as a thought came into my head."You're not marrying me off are you?"

He didn't reply.

"Oh my god, you are marrying me off!"

"If I told you before, you wouldn't have come."

"Of course I wouldn't! Who am I marrying? Why am I marrying them? Tommy, how could you do this to me?!"

I placed a hand over my chest, feeling like my heart was going to burst out of my chest, my lungs were so tight, I couldn't breathe properly.

"(Y/N), calm down, breathe."

"How can I? You're selling me, you're making me live the rest of my life with a stranger!"

"They're not a stranger."

"Who is it then?"

"It's Bonnie Gold."

"BONNIE GOLD?!"

This was so random. Why was I marrying him? I didn't know him, all I knew about him was how he and his family were now helping protect ours. Tommy also got him a boxing deal, but what did that have to do with me? Why was I being forced to do something? It was just like John all over again.

"It was part of a deal."

"A deal you didn't think to ask my opinion on?"

"Would you have said yes?"

"No!" I tried to steady my breathing but nothing was working."Oh my god, oh my god, I'm getting married to someone I don't know."

"You do know him."

"Not well enough to marry him! We've never even said hello to each other! I think I'm going to be sick. Pull over, please!"

The driver did what I asked, and I immediately jumped out. My legs began walking along the road, I didn't even think about it. Tears were welling up in my eyes over my brother's betrayal. What had I done to deserve this? John needed a wife, he had loads of kids that needed looking after, they worked. What if me and Bonnie didn't? What if he was actually a horrible person? Tommy didn't know him as well as he thought he did, they could be hiding anything.

"(Y/N), get back in the car please."

"No! Why am I getting married for a deal? I'm not out of control, I'm not rowdy, I do what I'm told all the time and I'm nice to everyone! And this is what I get for following the rules, your rules?"

"I wouldn't let you two marry if I thought he would hurt you. Bonnie is going to treat you well (Y/N), I know he is."

"Am I going to have to live in a wagon?!"

His head tilted back as he sighed."Fuck me. No, you're not, you'll be living in a house."

"I can't do it, Tommy, I can't, I really can't do this."

"You have to, I have to keep my end of the bargain."

"Do you know how angry I am with you?!"

"I think so."

There were so many things I wanted to scream at him. Who else knew? Why did they let him do it? Who's idea was it in the first place? I couldn't though. My breathing was out of control, my eyes were stinging with tears, and loud sobs were coming out of my mouth.

Tommy gently put his hands on my shoulders, making me stand up straight."We do things for this family, yeah? We go through hardships to make our family stronger. And I'm asking you (Y/N), please go along with this. If we can keep an alliance with the Gold's, it will only bring us good. I wouldn't ask you if I was desperate or if I didn't think you could do it."

I contemplated running away there and then. However, I wasn't going to get far in these shoes. Home was too far away by now, the roads weren't clear and if anyone recognised me, I could be dead within hours.

"I really have to do this, don't I?"

Tommy nodded, cautiously wrapping an arm around me to slowly take us back to the car. For the rest of the drive I hung my head, staring at the pretty shoes I had picked for today. This was it. I was getting married. Married to a man I had only seen but never talked to, married to a man to settle a deal. My brother, who I trusted and loved, had thrown me to the dogs, not even glancing back to face the consequences of his actions; it was all to benefit him.

We pulled up at Tommy's house. He explained that since this was a quick arrangement it was easier to hold the ceremony there, it was more personal, they knew it was safe. My stomach cramped up as I stepped inside, spotting the bouquet of flowers everywhere. They even fucking decorated. Ada and Polly were at the entrance, both looking as pissed off as I was. Unfortunately, Ada held my own bouquet in her hands.

"You can't do this Tom. Just cancel it, go in there and say the wedding is off. She's just a girl." Ada spat.

"Ada." Polly warned.

"You can't go along with this Pol. She's being forced into a marriage!"

Tommy cleared his throat."Ada, Pol, please take your seats."

"Hold on," Pol pulled out her powder box from her purse, dabbing the brush on my face,"need that beautiful face of yours back."

I knew she was trying to cheer me up, and clean me up so I would look like such a mess. It would all just stream off my face later. My hands shook as I held the flowers, the petals and leaves slightly rustling. Polly and Ada left hesitantly, shushing everyone in the hall where I assumed the ceremony was taking place.

"Are you going to be sick?" Tommy asked.

"Not sure." I whispered.

"Just know that I hate this too. I wouldn't-"

"Shut up Tommy."

I never snapped at Tommy, or anyone really. But this called for it. I could have called him every nasty name under the sun there and then. When he held out his arm for me, I reluctantly took it, wishing I could sprint to the stables to steal a horse, ride off into the sunset. But it was too late, because the doors to the hall opened, and there everyone stood, watching intently as I walked down the aisle. I didn't even have a proper wedding dress.

It felt like I had never worn heels before, I was wobbling all over the place. Bonnie looked miles away, though I was beside him in seconds. His family were here, my family sat on the opposite side. Tommy gingerly pressed a kiss to my cheek before going to sit down. And here I was, stood next to my soon to be husband. He kindly smiled at me, though I couldn't bear to even look at him, eyes flickering away. I stared at Jeremiah who was officiating the wedding, the poor man must have thought I was evil the way I was looking at him.

The ceremony felt muffled, as if I couldn't hear anything properly. Jeremiah waffled on, until we had to say our vows and exchange the rings. I focused so much on his words to not get them wrong, only realising that after we had said them to each other, that was it, we were now married.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride." Jeremiah announced.

Both our families clapped to fill the silence. Bonnie leaned down but I retracted out of instinct. He halted before moving again, slower this time, to kiss my cheek. Taking my hand in his, he walked us out of the hall, the doors closing behind us. I let out a shocked breath, looking at the ring on my finger. Bonnie went to speak.

"So, I-"

I snatched my hand out of his, scurrying to the kitchen to find a bottle of wine. I needed a drink, and a lot of it. I also wanted to get out of any awkward conversations that were about to ensue. There was way too much going on right now to start small talk.

Unfortunately he had followed me, watching as I popped open a bottle. I glanced at the glass in my hand, deciding to set it down and drink from the bottle.

"I'm not that bad am I?" Bonnie tried to joke.

I didn't say anything, leaning back against the counter.

"Look, I'm sorry this has happened. We don't know each other, back in there was the first time we've spoken, it's a lot. But I want you to know that I'm going to look after you. We'll go at your pace, whatever you're comfortable with. I want us to be friends at least."

He sounds genuine. When Bonnie first joined the Peaky Blinders, he hadn't been overly cocky like some of the others. Of course he was a bit more boastful when it came to the ring, though that was all part of his image. And he was the only peaky boy to not try it on with me. Ironic.

"Sorry for just going in for the kiss too. I thought a small peck wouldn't hurt."

"It's fine." I mumbled, casting my eyes to the floor.

He took a few seconds before speaking again."Never been much of a wine person."

I looked up at him as he stood opposite to me, also leaning back in a countertop.

"Suppose that could change." he held out his hand for the bottle, indicating that I pass it over.

He took a swig, scrunching up his face and coughing after. The corner of my mouth twitched at how silly he looked, but didn't show him that.

"God, that is so sweet. How do you chug it back?"

"I don't usually." I squeaked out."Just...just flet like I needed to."

He passed the bottle back to me."I won't lie, I don't exactly want my new wife to be drunk on our first night together."

My eyes widened.

"No, not like that! Nothing is going to happen. I just meant, I would like to use this time to get to know you."

I was being stubborn. I wanted to go against him, just to spite Tommy. But I was too shy, I couldn't even hold eye contact with him.

"I'll leave you alone for a bit. But please come up to the party, my family can't wait to meet you." he made his way to the door, stopping and turning around."You look beautiful tonight."

I didn't let him see me blush, turning away as I drank more from the bottle. I hated how easily I was embarrassed. Boys tried flirting with me, though I knew that was because they wanted to say they had shagged a Shelby girl. Of course I knew their intentions, hence why I was still a virgin.

After a few more swigs, I knew I had to go back upstairs. Setting the almost finished bottle aside, I took a deep breath, adjusting the bottom of my dress, checking my face in a mirror before heading to see my family and new in-laws.

When I returned, everyone was gathered in the lavish front room. Music was playing, champagne was being handed out, and everyone seemed relatively happy chatting with one another. Finn, John and Adawere the only ones not mingling, scowling faces on them as they observed the others.

"(Y/N)," a man caught my attention, it was Bonnie's father,"welcome to the family."

I politely smiled."Thank you sir."

"Call me Aberama. I appreciate the manners though. And I understand you're not entirely happy with this marriage."

I glanced away from him."But believe me when I say that Bonnie has been just as nervous. Although he is also very determined to ensure you are comfortable and feel like a part of the family."

That was nice, I guess.

"He has multiple sisters who you might find easier to talk to rather than an old man."

He raised his drink to me, smiling as he walked away. I really didn't want to talk to anyone, scurrying to my three siblings who were most against this arrangement.

"You alright?" Finn draped his arm around my shoulders, and I quickly hugged him, clinging on.

I shook my head no.

"Of course she isn't. This is all a big mistake, we should have come up with a plan to get her out of here." Ada huffed.

John scoffed."Oh yeah, that would have gone down a treat with both families."

"You were just as much against it all as we were."

"No one was for this marriage, well, besides Tom. But it's done now, innit? I'll just have to keep a special eye on the new in-law."

"Can we stop talking about it please? Just talk about anything else." I asked quietly, realising some of the others were looking over at us, and that made me incredibly nervous.

Before we even had a chance to change the topic, someone from Bonnie's side of the family made her way over. I looked anywhere but her, until she was stood beside me. She was beautiful, probably around the same age as myself, though her confidence gave her a more mature look.

"I thought I would come over and introduce myself. I'm Esmeralda, one of Bonnie's sisters."

"Nice to meet you."

Get a grip woman.

"There's actually three of us, sisters I mean. Poor Bonnie didn't have any brothers to rough around with. Though I suppose it is only you and Ada amongst all these men."

Ada smiled at her, though you could tell it was out of sarcasm. I cringed, hoping Esmeralda hadn't seen that.

"I was wondering if you wanted to join us?" she gestured to where her other sisters were, who waved.

"Um, yes."

It sounded more like a question, but Esmeralda took that answer. I worriedly looked back to my own siblings, annoyed at my politeness. Where was my Shelby fire?

I sat by Esmeralda, the others sitting across from us. She instantly started up a conversation, it was easy to see she was fine around strangers. I only wished to half as confident as her. Her sisters also chimed in now and then, trying to involve me in the conversation. There was no talk about the wedding, just typical girly things; dresses, makeup, dances, they even spoke about their traditions. It slowly moved onto the topic of Bonnie, though past stories about him, tales of how he was as a child. I even managed to break out a smile.

"And obviously we'll all be getting to know each other a bit better once we're all moved in together." Esmeralda exclaimed.

"S-sorry?"

Esmeralda and her sisters held a serious look, bursting out laughing a second later. I was confused, had I missed a joke?

"Sorry, I was trying to lighten the mood. Of course we're not living with you two!"

"I don't even know where we're living."

"Well, neither do we, but I'm sure your brother has sorted it."

"Yeah..."

"Sorry, have I upset you?"

"No! No, I'm fine." I was tempted to excuse myself, but I went against that. I was going to be social."So, is there abythibg else I should know about Bonnie?"

Perhaps this was my way of getting to know my husband without actually talking to him. Even if it was a subconscious thing, I was getting information about him. And there didn't seem to be a bad bone in his body unless he was in the ring, or defending his sisters from a man who had disrespected them, though that was more chivalrous.

"Sorry ladies, may I borrow my sister?" Tommy asked, gesturing for me to follow him.

I smiled at the girls, catching up with my brother who was making his way to his office, grabbing Bonnie on the way. I faltered when he stepped in line with me, not used to having a boy so close to me. Bonnie let me go first into the office, closing the door behind him. Tom nodded his head towards the two chairs at the desk, sitting behind it. We sat down, waiting to hear why he had brought us here.

"So, seeing as you two are married now, you'll be needing a place of your own." Tommy started."And I have provided that for you."

"No, Tommy, we couldn't accept that." I protested, feeling awkward about situations involving money.

"I agree Mr Shelby, that's way too generous. You already let us get married in your house."

"It's my fault you two are married right now. And I just hope that I can gain back some trust and..." he glanced at me,"love, by doing this."

I picked at the skin around my nails, a bad habit."Are you sure Tommy? Nothing too big right?"

"No. It's a new build but out in the country. You also have a big patch of land, I thought you might appreciate that Bonnie. It's secluded, like this. Three bedrooms, kitchen, front room, all the other shit."

"Thank you very much Mr Shelby." Bonnie stood, reaching out his hand.

Tommy shook it, no expression on his face.

"Thanks Tom. I guess it's a start to your apology."

I felt guilty for saying that, but I wanted it to sting. He had really hurt me today, I wasn't going to fall to his feet because he bought me a house.

Tommy then informed us that it was time for us to leave. He had one of his chauffeurs waiting, and everyone had followed us outside. They had rice to throw at us as we went to the car. In a way, I appreciated the effort they were putting in to make it seem like a happy occasion, I also found it demeaning. You're now being forced to marry a man you don't know, but here's a pretty dress and some champagne.

"I don't have anything with me." I pointed out before I got in the car.

Polly stepped forward, quietly speaking so no one else would hear."Tommy made Ada pack some of your things before she came here. Obviously she didn't want to, but you need your clothes at least. I'll be round with the rest of it soon love."

Wow, they weren't waiting around to get rid of me. Sadly getting into the car, I didn't even acknowledge Bonnie as he opened and closed the door for me. Once Bonnie was inside the car, the chauffeur drove off. I coukd hear our families cheering for us, I didn't bother looking back, whereas Bonnie was waving.

"You alright?" he asked softly.

I nodded, pressing my lips together as I looked away, trying to hold back my tears. Thankfully he left it at that, he knew I needed time to process everything.

The house Tommy got us was no where near the size of his, though I didn't want that. It was still big for two people, and despite it being a new house, it had an old fashioned look to it. It had the feel of a farm house without the barn, different stones making the structure with vines growing all over it. I loved it, which was irritating because Tommy knew me so well.

"This is going to be strange." Bonnie said as he helped the chauffeur with the bags."Never lived in a house before."

"Oh...hope you like it."

It was a wonder why I never had a boyfriend.

I had wished that the chaffuer had taken more time with the bags. Because Bonnie was a gentleman, he insisted helping, and the task was completed far too quickly. Now it was just me and Bonnie, in our house, our house we loved in together as a married couple.

"Shall we take a look around? See what's actually in our house?"

Bless him, he was trying so hard. I agreed, letting him lead as we checked each room. It was all furnished, there was even some food in the kitchen, soap and towels in the bathroom, any little things we wouldn't have packed with us were provided. He was in awe of the place, I knew he was used to travelling to different places, it was just strange to see his expressions over a house.

"Your brother is very generous."

"Yes, though I know why he's given this to us."

"To make up for marrying me?"

"No, well yes, but not in the way you said. Sorry Bonnie, you must think I'm horrible. It's just...I'm really shy around new people, it took so much energy out of me talking to everyone today, not to mention the actual ceremony itself. I probably would have fainted if I wasn't concentrating on acting normal."

"I didn't think you were horrible. I knew you were scared. I'm afraid your acting skills need some work."

We had walked into one of the bedrooms as we spoke, my stomach dropping again. Was I going to have to share a bed with him? I had never done that before.

"Choose which room you like. I'll sleep in another." he said.

"Hm?"

"I'm not going to sleep in the same room as you, I wouldn't put you under that pressure."

"Oh, thank you. Then, you should choose."

He smiled at me."Fine, then I choose you having the master bedroom, and I shall go see what other room I prefer."

I managed to smile back, bashful over how sweet he was being. That was a huge relief lifted off my chest. If he hadn't mentioned anything before bedtime, I wouldn't have said anything, I didn't want to bring up topic.

We both got changed (separately) into something comfier, weirdly emerging from our rooms at the same time. Deciding it was time to eat, we rummaged through the kitchen cabinets to see what we could muster up. I took charge, seeing as Bonnie had only ever cooked over a fireplace.

"Sorry it's not much, it's bits and pieces really." I set his plate down in front of him, thinking how much of a wife I looked right now.

"Thank you. Don't worry, I'm sure it will be delicious. We can go shopping for food tomorrow if you want?"

That's what couples do.

"Yeah, that's a good idea."

We kept to our food, eating in silence. I tried to eat as quickly as I could, wanting this dreadful tension to lift and be over with. I felt terrible because he was trying so hard to be a good husband to me already, or just a good friend really. And here I was, not even able to eat a meal with him, he must have been dreading the rest of his life with me.

As he finished, I quickly stood to clear everything away, already starting to clean up as he protested. We still had a whole evening ahead of us, what were we supposed to do? I caught him moving in my peripheral vision, grabbing two wine glasses and the bottle of champagne gifted to us. He held them up to me.

"Fancy sharing a bottle?"

We were sat in the front room on opposite ends of the sofa, the lit fireplace crackling in front of us. Bonnie was casually facing me whilst I stared into the flames.

"You surprised me you know, when I first saw you." he said.

"What do you mean?"

"When I first joined the blinders, I remember seeing you, and I obviously thought 'wow, she's gorgeous', though I knew to stay away."

There I went, blushing again.

"But you weren't like your family. You weren't harsh or outspoken, you were so quiet. I've seen you around your family, I know you are different with them, and I get that I'm a complete stranger to you so it will be different. I just hadn't expected a Shelby to be so....reclusive."

"A lot of people say that."

"That wasn't me saying it's a bad thing by the way!"

"It is a bad thing when you're a Shelby. I'm not trusted to do anything within the business. This is the first time they've used me. And they didn't even ask."

"That's a good thing though, isn't it? About not being involved in the business?"

"I guess."

"Let's talk about something else, eh? Uh, why don't you tell me...your favourite colour?"

"Favourite colour? Really?"

He laughed."I need to get to know my wife don't I?"

Although I had been answering his basic questions terribly (and boringly, I was just giving one word answers), Bonnie somehow made me open up to him. Not about anything deep or meaningful, just generic facts about my life; what I enjoy doing, funny anecdotes from my childhood, what I liked to do when I went out with friends. In turn, I began asking him questions. We were talking for hours, but we didn't realise that until I happened to glance at the clock on the mantelpiece.

The next week still felt awkward. We slept in our separate rooms, trying to work our different routines to fit each other. Although we were able to talk to each other for more than two minutes, I was always trying to figure out what to talk about next. I didn't want to be in a situation where we were stuck on what to say, I hated that. Looking back on it, I had never spoken to someone so much or so freely besides my family and my small handful of friends.

Both of our families came to visit us. Polly and Ada stayed for a day, mostly catching up but also helping me make the house feel more homely. Aberama only came some mornings to get Bonnie, doing whatever work for my brother, though he always made sure to say hello. Bonnie was gone for a majority of the day, luckily I liked being by myself. Surprisingly, Esmeralda also came for a visit.

"Lovely flowers." she pointed out as we sat in the kitchen, each with a cup of tea.

"Bonnie got them for me."

"Did he?" she smirked."He's a sweetheart isn't he?"

I couldn't help but shyly smile."Yes, it was a lovely gesture."

"A romantic gesture. He may be a tough man and a fighter but he's a big sofite really."

I hummed in agreement.

"Are you alright? How have you two been over the last month?"

I wanted to say that although I did like Bonnie, I knew I was lucky to be in an arranged marriage with him and not some fifty year old, slimy man, I didn't want her to get excited at the thought we might already be in love.

"I won't lie, it's been slow. That's not to say I don't enjoy Bonnie's company, it's just...everyday when I wake up, I still get a little confused at the ring on my finger, then in a second I remember I'm married."

"Yeah, that's never going to be something you can easily forget I guess."

"And I'm not being rude about your brother. Bonnie has been amazing, he's kept his boundaries, made sure I felt respected. But, your wedding day is supposed to be the happiest day of your life. Choosing your dress, what hair and makeup you want, the venue, the cake, it's all part of it. I didn't even have a proposal."

"Oh (Y/N)."

"And when those doors open, you're supposed to look down the aisle and see your soul mate waiting for you. You both smile and start crying because the day has finally come. I had none of that. I'll never have any of that."

She placed her hand over mine."I think over time, you and Bon will learn to love each other. And as frustrating as that is, I believe it will happen."

Esmeralda was a huge comfort. I felt better after talking with her than I did my family. I guessed that it was because she was a new person to talk to, I didn't know what she was going to say, so I wasn't listening to the same dribble I was used to.

It was like any other evening when Bonnie came home. I was reading a book in the front room, sprawled out on the sofa. He called out as he entered the house, I replied but didn't move. He was rustling around in the kitchen, things were being moved around, cupboards opening and closing. Perhaps he was hungry and needed a snack before dinner. I left him to it for a few more seconds, deciding to investigate when he didn't stop.

Just as I was about to walk into the kitchen, Bonnie blocked the doorway, trying to use his whole body to limit my view.

"Hi." he said breathless.

"Hello. Um, are you alright?"

"Yeah, yeah, just...just doing...something."

Whenever I tried to look around him, he moved in my way.

"If you've broken something Bonnie, I don't mind. I'd rather help clean it up."

"No, nothing like that. Could you just...jist trust me?"

I looked up at him, thinking about it.

"Please?"

"Uh, yeah."

"Is it alright if you wait in front room? It's nothing bad, I promise."

I turned around, glancing back at Bonnie before I returned to the sofa and my book. What was he doing? Was he trying to cook? It was sweet if he was, though when we had cooked together before he was never this clumsy. I couldn't ignore the racket coming from the kitchen, unable to concentrate on any of the words in my book.

"Bonnie? Are you sure you're OK in there?" I shouted out to him.

"Yeah!" he quickly replied. Only moments later was he in the front room, a huge grin on his face."If you would like to follow me to your surprise."

"Surprise?"

He nodded, holding out his hand to me. I took it, letting him guide me back to the kitchen. The lights were off, the only source of light was coming from a few candles in the centre of the table, more dotted around the kitchen too. There were two plates with nothing in them, instead, there were different foods on scattered on the table like a picnic.

"Bonnie?"

He stood in front of the table."I spoke with my sister the other day. I wasn't snooping, I just wondered how you were with her, if you told her something about me that I needed to change. She told me how upset you were that you couldn't experience your wedding day properly, and I thought I could help with that. So, I asked Ada and Pol what your favourite food was, all types, and I thought we could have a romantic dinner together. "

I was gobsmacked. A man who was forced into marrying me, who didn't know me, had put all this effort into a dinner together, something no other man would probably do.

"You did this for me?"

"Yeah. You deserve it. You deserve a lot more really, but I'm still learning to cook other recipes besides rabbit stew."

I giggled.

"I hope you don't mind, but they also told me how you've never been on a date before."

That wasn't embarrassing at all.

"And I want you to know, that's because of you brothers. Men tremble at their feet, what do you think teenage boys are going to be like? But I am very honoured to be the first man to take you on a date."

"This is the kindest thing anyone has ever done for me. I'm shocked, honestly."

He pulled out a chair for me, and I sat, feeling giddy. Bonnie tucked me in, taking a seat beside me before pouring out a glass of wine for me. My mind argued with itself over my next choice, but I bit the bullet. I confidently leaned over, very quickly pecking his lips. I couldn't look at him when I next spoke.

"Thank you Bonnie. And thank you for being the best husband."

"Well thank you for being the best wife."

"What have I done to be a good wife?"

"Just being you."

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OH MY GOSH can I maybe possibly request Steve x Eddie’s sister/sibling!reader I’m so excited you wrote for him like- love u byeeee

YES. YES. YES YES YES FINALLY LORD YES IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS OH LORD YES ILY ILY ILY YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW WIDE MY SMILE IS RN ILYSM IM SO HAPPY RN

*One of the gayest photos ive seen but we'll talk abt that another time*

*Nother lil side note: I went to get water and when I came back this gif was on my screen AND I SQUEALED AND GIGGLED. THATS WHAT KINDA HOLD THIS MAN HAS OVER ME. ok imma stfu and let you get to reading* *LAST ONE I SWEAR: Listened to this while writing:) .... and this :)))*

~OKAY SO YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW GIDDY I AM RN CAUSE STEVE HARRINGTON CAN SMASH MY FACE IN WITH HIS BAT anyways :)

~Yall actually met before the Vecna stuff

~You're in your senior year for the FIRST time unlike your idiot brother Eddie

~You're not in hellfire but you do spend A LOT of time with them

~Literally the mom of the group

~You have other friends that you'd gladly hang out with but you stay with them because the minute you leave one of them is gonna end up somehow missing a finger

~They need adult supervision at all times and youre the best they got even though Eddie is literally a year older than you

~You were the one who convinced Eddie to invite Mike, Dustin, and Lucas to Hellfire (He didn't wanna at first cause they were "shrimpy freshmen" his words not mine)

~Dustin excitedly ranting to Steve about the group when he first joined

~"He's so cool! He gets on the table n shit and doesnt give a shit about what people say"

~"Dude I don't wanna hear about Eddie 'The Freak' Munson"

~"He has a sister y'know... she's 18. She's pretty awesome too. And single"

~"Well that's great for her" (mf started zoning dustin out at this point poor dustybun)

~Dustin thinks you'd be so fucking perfect for Steve so whenever he sees him he always always always finds some way to work your name into the conversation

~He starts doing the same to you poor boy is set on this ship and will not give up till it sails

~Eddie gets so pissed whenever Dustin brings up Steve. His mood noticeably changes but Dustin, being Dustin, can't take the hint

~You cant be mean to Dustin cause you find him so sweet and adorable so you just endure it even though you have really no intention of talking to Steve 'The Hair' Harrington

~Literally 3-4 months had passed and Dustin was still talking you up to Steve and vice versa even though the two of you still hadn't met

~The Hellfire club was hanging out at the trailer park and when everyone was leaving you heard Dustin say he was gonna go to the video store so you decided to drive him cause you borrowed Robin's history notes cause you ditched class

~You took Eddies keys while he was using the restroom and made sure to leave before he could yell at you for stealing his car again

~You went inside with Dustin and he introduced you and Steve

~"Steve! This is Y/n"

~He gave you a small nod, unaware of what to do. You tried to match his awkward energy so you just gave him a small wave

`"I'm Steve"

~"I know. Little Dustin over here doesn't shut up about you"

~Dustin has the widest smile on his face seeing the two of you meet for the first time but it immediately drops when he hears you call him "little"

~"Hey what the hell"

~"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it 'Dustybun'" you said as you messed with his hair

~"I've told you already! Only Suzie calls me that!"

~You start laughing at Dustins face cause he looks so pissed and oml when Steve hears you laugh his heart MELTS

~He loves the way you treat Dustin

~Its hasn't even been a minute but mans is already down bad for you

~"Anyways, is Robin here? I borrowed her history notes and I'm just here to drop off little dustybun and give her her notes back"

~"Stop calling me Dustybun!"

~"Uh she's not here yet but she should be in about 15 minutes"

~"Oh alright. Can you give these to her when she gets here then?"

~"I mean or you could stay? Y'know, make sure she gets the notes safely. Plus it'd give me a chance to get to know you better..."

~THE WAYS DUSTINS FACE LIGHTS UP I SWEAR

~You stand there for a second contemplating it. You were curious to get to know more about Steve Harrington, especially since Dustin was constantly talking about him. Eddie will kill you if you have his car for too long without asking though, which was even more of a reason to stay. God you love pissing your brother off.

~"Well what do you wanna know Harrington?"

~The two hit it off surprisingly well

~So well in fact that even after you give Robin her notes, you stay longer

~The moment you leave Steve's decided that he's in love. Like thats that. His search for the right woman is over. He's found you and he's gonna try his damnedest to win your heart

~When you got back to your trailer Eddie was fuming

~He was sitting on the couch with his arms crossed and his leg bouncing up and down while staring at the door

~"My my, what ever is wrong dear brother?"

~"What have I told you about taking my car without permission?!?"

~"Relax I was only gone for 30 minutes"

~"YOU WERE GONE FOR 2 HOURS! What were you even doing?! I thought you were just dropping off Henderson!"

~"I stayed a bit longer to talk to Steve"

"Harrington?!"

~"No Eddie, fucking Steven Spielberg"

~Steve constantly bugging Dustin about you and asking him random ass questions about you

~Dustin deciding to be his wing-man for once, he's always asking you to drive him to the video store

~Constantly stealing Eddies car to take Dustin

~Every time you drop him off, you always stay for an extra hour just talking with Steve

~He tries to flirt with you but he gets so nervous when you're around he becomes Scoops Ahoy Steve again

~Dustin and Robin literally face palming whenever he says something stupid but you finding his failed flirting attempts absolutely adorable

~Eddie constantly asking you what's up with you and Harrington

~Telling him you're just friends but him continuing to nag you

~Eventually having enough with your brother bs so you throw a pillow in his face

~Him throwing one back

~Munson sibling pillow fights>>>>>>

~3 months of you and Steve talking at the video store and he still hasn't asked you out

~Robin and Dustin taking bets on when he'll finally confess

~You constantly go to the video store to talk with Steve, with or without Dustin

~One day you were sitting on the counter reading your book while Steve worked and all of a sudden he just kinda blurted the words "movie theater"

~You looked up from your book to see him looking at you

~"Huh?"

~"I, uh, I was wondering if you wanted to go to the movies with me"

~"Only on one condition"

~Yeah..?"

~"You let me pick the movie"

~Steve regained his confidence and the two of you started going back and forth as you always did, laughing and talking

~The two of you decided that Steve would pick you up at 7 and you would surprise him with the movie

~"Wait so let me get this straight. Steve 'The Hair' Harrington... asked you out on a date?"

~"Jeez don't sound so surprised. Your little sister is a very desirable woman"

~"Yeah, sure" Eddie said as he scoffed and rolled his eyes

~"Anyways, it's not a date. At least I don't think it is"

~"You've been hanging out with Steve Harrington every day for the past 3 months. It's a date."

~"Go away and let me finish getting ready please"

~"Sure. Meanwhile I can dust off my 'Protective Older Brother' speech"

~"I will hurt you. Get out. Now."

~"What exactly are your intentions with my little sister, Harrington?" Eddie said, mockingly

~"Out!" You said as you threw a pillow with him and he ran out cackling

~At almost 7 exactly, you saw Steve's car pull up to the trailer and you checked yourself really quickly in the mirror before going to meet him at the door, but much to your dismay, Eddie opened the door before you could get there

~"Hey, uh, is Y/n ready?"

~You could HEAR the nervousness in his voice

~"Depends, who's asking?"

~"Eddie, don't be an ass"

~"Sorry Y/n/n, it's habit by now" (God I can just picture his cocky ass smile)

~You roll your eyes before greeting Steve

~"Hey Harrington"

~"H-hey. You ready, gorgeous?"

~Meanwhile Eddie is gagging his soul out behind you after hearing that

~Idk bout yall but I would just combust right then and there... anyways :)

~Steve holds out his hand to help you down the steps and you gladly take it

~As the two of you walk towards his car you turn around to see Eddie still standing in the doorway and you silently jump up and down to show him your excitement

~Has the cutest big brother smile on his face after seeing how excited you are

~Steve opens the door for you and Eddie shouts to the two of you

~"Hey! You better keep your hands to yourself Harrington!"

~You flip him off through the open car window

~No cause why can I picture Steve almost FALLING when trying to walk around the front of the car to get to the drivers seat. You can't tell me you don't see it. Argue with the wall. I do every day... lets not get into my psychological issues and get back to the story :D

~As the two of you are driving there you sing along to the songs on the radio together

~"So what movie are we watching?"

~"You'll see when we get there"

~You guys finally get there and walk up to the ticket booth

~"Two tickets for Clue please"

~"Really?! Clue?! Haven't you seen that movie 4 times already?"

~"5 times actually. Plus you've never seen it! You cant go through your life never having watched Clue!"

~You reach into your pocket to pull out your wallet and Steve sees

~"Put that away. I'm paying"

~"No you're not. I chose the movie, I pay"

"You may have chosen the movie, but I'm the one who asked you out"

~"You barely asked me! All you said was 'movie theaters'"

"I'm paying!"

~"No you're not!"

~As you tried to pull your money out, Steve snatched your wallet out of you hand and you stared at him in disbelief

~"Uh! Gimme my wallet back Harrington!"

~"No! You'll get it back after our date."

~"Oh so this is a date?" you asked teasingly

"Oh, uh, I mean if you want it to be"

~The way his vibe quickly deteriorated after realizing what he said

~"Okay fine. I'll get my wallet back after our date"

~Ion wanna be cheesy, but imma be cheesy cause its Steve motherfucking Harrington

~The classic both hands in the popcorn bucket thing happened (if you dont know what that is, its this thing in movies and shows when the love interests go to the movies and reach for popcorn and there hands touch and they get all awkward and flustered)

~Steve did the stupid thing where he slowly inched his hand closer to yours so he could eventually hold it but you could clearly see what he was trying to do, so you moved his drink onto the ground, lifted the arm rest, and lifted his arm around your shoulder and laid against his chest

~He was flustered as hell. He was not expecting you to do that

~After the movie he drove you home and you could tell he was nervous the entire way

~He walked you to the door but you dragged him to the back of the trailer where there was no window cause you knew Eddie would watch if you guys said goodbye in front of the door

~Before he could comprehend what you were doing, you put your hands around his neck and pulled him down and kissed him

~He was shocked at first but eventually gave into the kiss and wrapped his hands around your waist as he pulled you a lot closer to him (rail me rn like pretty please)

~Once you guys broke apart for air, he rested his forehead against yours

~"I've wanted to do that since the moment I laid eyes on you"

~The two of you stayed there like that for about a minute or two

~You kissed him one more time, this time reaching into his pocket and taking your wallet back

~You gave him one last peck on the lips before running inside

~When he got to his car he was fist-bumping the air and freaking out stop he was so excited

~You walked into the trailer and it was pitch black

~When you turned the lights on you saw Eddie and your uncle sitting on the couch with their arms crossed as they stared at you, which obviously made you jump

~"What the hell are you guys doing?! Why are you sitting there like a couple of weirdos?! God!"

~"We're the ones asking the questions here missy!" Eddie yelled

~Clearly they were both fucking with you since they loved to poke fun at you all the time

"Did he try anything?" Your uncle asked looking more serious that Eddie did

~You sighed and rolled your eyes

~"No he didn't try anything Uncle Wayne"

~"Woooow! So what, does he think you're not good enough?!" Eddie yelled once again

~"What?! No! I mean we kissed a few time but-"

~"You what?! You shouldn't be kissing anyone till your at least 30!" Eddie screamed as he stood up

~"I'm going to sleep. You two make me wanna off myself"

~Your uncle laughed and Eddie walked over to you before you could walk away and he pulled you into a hug

~"You seem happier since he came around. I'm happy for you"

~You wrapped your arms around him, smiling at your older brothers kind words when all of a sudden his grip tightened

~"Let him know that I said if he ever hurts you there is not a place on earth he can hide. I will hunt him down for the rest of my life if I have to and I will make sure he suffers."

~"Alright get off me" you said as you shoved him away in disgust and your uncle laughed in the background

~"Night baby sis!"

~You didn't say anything and just flipped him off as you walked to go to bed

~The next day you walked into the video store and the minute Steve saw you he ran towards you and pulled you into a kiss

~Robin and Dustin hadn't known about your guys date so they were very surprised

~"Fork it over Robin" Dustin said as he stuck his hand out

~"You guys couldn't wait one more month?!" Robin said as she gave Dustin 10 bucks

~Steve driving you to and from school

~You and Robin bullying him in the car

~Friday night date nights

~Lots and lots of cuddles

~PDA PDA PDA

~Trying so hard to get Eddie and Steve to get along but they just won't budge

~Steve meeting your uncle and winning him over

~Steves parents absolutely adoring you

~Steves mom thinks you're "a nice break from all those trashy girls he used to date"

~PDA

~Going on late night drives cause why not

~Hellfire going crazy when Dustin brags about the fact that you and Steve are dating

~"You're actually dating Steve Harrington?!"

~Eddie yelling shut up the way he did in episode 1 when everyone gets rowdy

~He hates hearing about your relationship mainly because your his baby sister, but the fact that he doesn't like Steve is a factor

~P D A he is all about PDA

~You guys never actually had the whole Bf/gf talk

~It just kinda slipped out on accident and he didn't even notice

~Your first "I love you" was when he got attacked in the upside down and you jumped in after him

~Nancy getting a bit weird with you because youre dating her ex, but she sees how good you are for him and the two of you actually hit it off

~Dance parties with him are a must

~He takes you to skull rock but its all cute n stuff he like laid blankets down and had snacks and you guys just laid there cuddling while staring at the stars and talking

~Thats actually when he let "girlfriend" slip out

~"You're the best girlfriend anyone could every ask for, y'know that right?"

~Ended up accidentally falling asleep there and Eddie freaking out when you got home cause he was worried

~I cannot stress this enough but I'll try. Public Display of Affection !!!!

~On your guys night drives you sit on his lap in the backseat and you guys have fallen asleep there multiple times

~One time you guys even fell asleep after you were parked in front of the trailer and you didnt feel like going in yet

~Basically hes just one of the best boyfriends you could ever have and now i wanna cry cause I know I'll never have this

#steve harrington headcanon #steve #steve x reader #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington #steve harrington stranger things #steve harrington can step on me #st4 #stranger things 4 #stranger things #stranger things season 4 #eddie stranger things #steve x munson!reader #eddie munson #eddie munson x sibling!reader

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Question do you think you could translate what forever and pac said when they were in the stone richas room if it’s not to much trouble? I know pac took the pills there then told forever thank you but besides that I have no idea

Alright this is all from hearing and I might get some words wrong but let's go, under the cut so it doesn't get too long at people's dash lmao

This is starting from the hour 5:17:54 from the tazercraft vod, which is exactly when he went through the door from stone Richas

Pac: Richarlyson!!! Richinhas!! Are you ok?

Pac: Oh sorry, I'm being loud. Am I speaking too loud?

Forever: You can talk, you can talk

Forever: I hope he wakes up!! I hope he wakes up

Pac: Richas! I miss seeing you so much! I wish you could see the favela, it's looking beautiful.

Pac: We did a bunch of little houses, it was super fun

Pac: I talked with uncle Foolish, he was so funny, you would've loved talking to him

Pac: I also talked with uncle Fit and Tubbo, everyone is super happy and excited.

Pac: You should show up more! You would love the houses that I built! One of them kinda looks like your house!

Forever: laughs

Pac: Wow, Forever are you sleeping here?

Forever: Family hug, family hug!

Pac: Family hug!

Pac: Wait I have to find the emoji

Forever: Richasss!!

Pac: Family hug!

Forever: Wake up faster you damn egg! We miss you!

Pac: Wake up Richinhas! Get up!

Forever: Today is the best day Richas!

Forever: C'mon Richas, wake up!

Pac: *singing* Wake up for the best day ever!

Pac: Forever, I'm so happy! That I think we should do it together?

Forever: what?

Pac: *whispering* the medicine.

Forever: You are getting addicted moço (I refuse to translate moço to dude sorry)

Forever: I'm happy, super happy, I'm doing good.

Pac: Can I... Can I take one more?

Forever: Yeah go ahead, it's your choice

Forever: You and Cucurucho, I'm doing good

Pac: I will! I will! Just to complete this moment!

Pac: So good to be here with you guys! I'm so happy!

Pac: Forever, thank you, thank you, thank you for saving me.

Pac: Thank you, I feel incredible now!

They started talking about non Richas stuff after, so I will cut the translation here!! Hopefully I could make stuff a bit more clear for you!!

#asks #qsmp tazercraft #qsmp forever #translation #tw drugs mention

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Hello darling, I was wondering if your taking request for exo? If so can I request a Junmyeon x reader we’re they are dating and their relationship is public but on an award show Junmyeon dances and sings along red velvet music but when your group is up he doesn’t and people makes fun of you for it so you get in a fight with Myeon and ask him if he thinks your group is bad or if he likes them better and the argument grows to the point we’re he said that she should of dated Irene instead of you . With a happy ending 🥺🥺🥺

It’s alright if you don’t want to make this request i totally understand 🤍🤍.

Hello my lovely :) I am so sorry this has taken so long. I have had so much on recently, but I am back and so excited to write again. Sorry if its not the best, I had some writers block on how I wanted the story to play out. I hope its ok.

FYI: I do know that the story is not exactly correct to the original ways that things happen at the awards show, but I had to change the story up to make it work :)

Angsty with a fluffy ending <3

You lifted your hand to wave at the crowd in front of you and smiled to yourself as you saw all the fan made signs waving in the air.

Tonight was a big night, the one and only MAMA awards. Every group known in the industry were out, all dressed head to toe in beautiful custom clothes made only for this event.

You were currently sat in the middle of your group Xscape, which was made up of 6 girls including yourself. Tonight was a big night for you all as you had been nominated for several awards, which caused nerves and butterflies to swim through your stomach.

The flashing camera's pulls you out from your thoughts as you take another look around the room. Though you didn't want to seem big headed, you knew that all eyes were on your group tonight. Not only had you risen up quickly through the ranks to have a stream of number 1 hits throughout the music charts, but your relationship with another idol had recently went public.

You initially told yourself that you would not be dating, not at least in the beginning of your career. You wanted to focus on your music, but you did not expect the Exo leader to walk into your life and whisk you off your feet.

Both Suho's group and your own were both signed under the same label so you were bound to bump into each other at some point and once you finally did, you couldn't believe how much you had in common. It didn't take long for your relationship to surpass the friend zone and turn into something wonderful. You felt so comfortable with each other, it was like you were always meant to meet.

Sadly it didn't take long for the news to break into the outside world and though a lot of people supported your relationship, there was many haters spreading negative energy online but neither of that let it get you down and you are now 6 months into your relationship together.

Before you could think any further, music starts loudly playing causing the entire stadium to erupt into cheers as the hosts made their way on stage. Though you were nominated for several awards tonight, you only had one in your sight...'Best new Artist'. It would be an honour to win an award that is known for picking the next big thing in the world of Korean music. All the biggest artists right now had won this award and it would mean so much to you, if your group could follow in their footsteps.

You look over to where Exo are sat, taking in your boyfriends features in the hopes it would calm your nerves. He seems lost in thought himself, occasionally stretching his neck or talking to one of his members, so he doesn't really look your way. 'He must be tired' you thought to yourself, shuffling in your seat.

As the awards continued, the next award for 'Best music video" was called out to a highly respected group in the industry.

"Red Velvet" the host cheered as the girls made their way up to collect their award. Your group stood up and clapped as their song 'Russian Roulette' played loudly.

The on stage screen showed many idols smiling or clapping along to the song and the camera man panned around to capture it all.

Suddenly laughter erupted around you as you realise your boyfriends face is on the screen in front of you and he is dancing along passionately to every step without any mistakes. You smile to yourself at his sudden outburst of energy and watch Chanyeol pull him into his seat as the group start their acceptance speech.

"Now for the next award" the hosts voice booms through the microphone "Best new Artist".

"This is it" squealed one of your members beside you, gripping on to your hands tightly.

As the host read through the names of groups in the category, you found yourself holding your breath. So many late nights, tears and tired limbs had got you here, you just hoped it wasn't all in vain.

"and the winner is......XSCAPE"....

You all leaped up clinging on to each other with tears in your eyes and started to make your way towards the stage whilst your hit song 'Promise of Tonight' echoed throughout the venue. You couldn't quite believe it. Though you had hoped that this would be the outcome, the feeling of hearing your groups name as well as the cheers from fans was better than anything you could of anticipated.

After receiving the award, you stood in front of the microphone to make your practiced leaders speech, wanting to thank everyone who had supported you from the beginning up until now.

You looked into the camera lens as advised and you were just about to start your speech when you started to hear sounds of laughter around you and the grip on your arm from your groupmate tighten. Something felt slightly off and you couldn't put your finger on it, however you managed to finish what you were saying before thanking the fans once again and walking backstage.

"What was that about" you asked your members once you had made it behind the curtain. They all looked at you awkwardly with a slight essence of anger as the main dancer lifts her finger to point at one of the monitors behind you.

The monitor was replaying the moment you won the award and the group clinging to each other before making your way to the front stage. It shows the moment you have the award in your hand and you are about to open your mouth to speak, as the screen beside the stage shows your boyfriend looking uninterested and whispering in the ear of his manager... the complete opposite of how he was when Red Velvet took to the stage.

'How could he' you think to yourself re-watching the moment as it plays on a loop in front of you. You attempt to swallow back the lump in your throat before turning back to the girls, feigning a smile on your face, something you knew they could see through.

"Lets head home" you say, wrapping your arms over their shoulders as you pull them all in to a group hug.

Your award was the last one of the night, so you piled into to your transportation and headed back to the dorm together in a comfortable silence.

Tonight was a long night for you all and the excitement of it all had made you feel exhausted. Also the winning of the 'best new artist' award had not really sunk in.

You open your phone to notifications filling your shared Instagram account, with kind words from all you fans. You took a deep breath before scrolling further through the messages foreseeing what some of the comments will say.

"I am embarrassed for her" one wrote

"The difference between him watching Irene's speech to watching Y/N's....."

"There's no way Suho actually loves her" the comments continued, making you throw your phone back into your bag and take a deep breath.

After what felt like hours, you finally make it back to your shared dorm as everyone stumbles through the door flinging their heels off.

You all decide to get an early night as you have practice first thing in the morning.

"You sure you're ok Unnie?" the youngest Miyeong asks as you walk towards your room. "I'm ok" you smile before giving her a big hug and heading inside.

You couldn't let the girls know how you really felt, how heavy you felt inside and not wanting to ruin the night because of your own relationship. As a leader, you suppress a lot of those feelings deep inside your chest. You needed to make sure that above everything, they came first, its somewhat like a parent role you had been taught from none other than the leader you fell in love with.

You decide to have a hot shower before putting on some comfortable pyjamas. As you slide into your crisp sheets, your phone pings with a notification. You take a look at the screen to see several congratulatory texts from friends and family and three missed calls from Junmyeon as well as a text requesting a call back.

You let air fill your lungs as you let out a long sigh, wondering if it was a good idea to call him whilst anger and hurt still clung to you. You let your curiosity of his behavior get the better of you as you press the call button on your screen.

“Jagi” a voice penetrates through the speakers. “Congrats on the win, how does it feel?” Suho asks nonchalantly. You couldn’t quite believe the nerve of him right now…did he not see the posts online, the constant stream of comments laughing at you.

You didn’t quite know how to respond, so you just replied flatly, “I’m about to go to sleep, can we talk another time?”. You didn’t mean for your voice to sound so taut, but you felt so betrayed at this moment and you could already tell that this conversation could lead to an argument, an argument you had no energy for.

“What’s wrong?” Suho asked, confusion thorned in his voice.

“I don’t want to talk about it right now Junmyeon…”

Silence fell on the phone, you never called him by his full name as you usually had a string of cute nicknames you called each other. It was obvious to him at this point you were angry at him.

“Well it’s obvious you’re mad at me, so why don’t you just tell me what’s wrong”

The nerve of this guy, you think to yourself. Is he really acting like he doesn’t know.

“Well maybe it’s because we finally won the award we had worked so hard for and instead of experiencing any joy, I was laughed at on stage and our Instagram page is filled with comments talking at how my boyfriend paid no attention when we won, but looked overjoyed for Red Velvet?”, you could barely recognise your own voice at this point.

Though you and Suho had, had several small arguments before, you never fully raised your voices with each other, which is probably why you felt slightly shocked at your own tone.

“Are you being serious right now?” He asks. “My manager came to advise that our car had broken down and they were looking at finding another vehicle to get us home”.

You find yourself scoffing his his excuse. Though you didn’t want to come off as a pick me type of girlfriend, this was a important moment for you and you wanted to know he supported you like you would for him.

“You’re telling me that your car situation couldn’t wait two minutes to see your girlfriend and her group win the award, yet when Irene was on stage you couldn’t look more supportive?” You questioned.

Jealously can be an ugly thing and Irene and the group had been nothing but nice to you, they were actually a group you all looked up to. You felt stupid even saying these words but you remembered Suho telling you once that he used to have a crush on Irene during his earlier days and somehow that had imprinted in your mind, even though he promised you his crush was short lived.

“Y/n, do you know how ridiculous you sound right now” he ridiculed. “You know we always cheer on the groups at our agency”

“Just not mine then? Is it our music, are we just not good enough for you?” you snapped back. You felt like he wasn’t listening to you and if he had just understood where you were coming from then you wouldn’t be as mad as you are. Instead he was choosing to be defensive which caused you to get your back up more. “Irene looked beautiful tonight, so I am not surprised you cheered her on, I’m sure you would prefer to be with her anyway” you continued to jibe and though you knew you didn’t really mean it, you felt so upset at how he didn’t understand how this made you feel.

“You’re right, I would much prefer to be with Irene, she wouldn’t act so childish over something like this” he sneered back.

You quickly tried to hold back the sob that had composed itself in your throat and held the phone away from your ear. The tears that had been lightly clinging to your eyelashes now fell down your face like rain. You were his second choice, he wanted her first and settled for you. The thought itself made your heart ache. You could just make out the sound of your name being called through the phone line and you pressed to hang up the call and cocooned yourself into your covers so no one could hear your cries.

You lay there for what felt like hours though it had only been thirty minutes just staring at the ceiling. The tears were still streaking down your cheeks but you no longer made any sound and chose to lay there in silence with thoughts rattling around your head. A light knock on the door didn’t even pull you from your state as a figure appears in the room.

“Baby?” a voice whispers in the dimly lit room, “Miyeong let me in” he speaks again trying to adjust his eyes to the light to find you.

“Please just go” you responded faintly not wanting him to see you in this state.

He soon rushes over to your side and switches your bedside lamp on to get a better view of your face and once he does his heart breaks. Your eyes are puffy from crying and your hair clings to your face from the wetness of your tears.

“Oh baby” he says placing himself next to you on the bed and pulling you into his chest.

After everything he had said, you should be pushing him away, but his scent that you love so much still manages to penetrate your semi blocked nose and causes you to press yourself closer to him.

“I didn’t mean what I said” he starts up, “I’m an idiot and I never meant a single word of it. I should of been there for you and cheered you on and I never ever want you to think that I would choose anyone else but you, y/n I can’t even put into words how much you mean to me”.

You look up through your eyelashes to see the sincerity on his face and the worry plastered across his expression. “Really?” you ask, wanting more reassurance.

“Yes my love, you are the only one I want and I promise you that I won’t ever make you feel like that again. I can’t even begin to tell you how proud I am of you. You and the girls deserved this award more than anyone” he smiles down at you.

He raises his hand to caress your cheek and brings his lips to yours, making you melt into him. You could tell he was sincere, he’s not the type of person to mess with someone’s feelings. Though you will have tough days and everything may feel like it’s sitting on your shoulders, you know that you will get through it together because love concurs all.

That was what it took for your tears to fall, you moved the phone away from your ear shocked at your boyfriends statement. After everything you had been through, you really were never going to be his first choice. You could hear him calling out your name on the phone before you hung up, unable to speak to him any longer.

“So that moment was more important than your girlfriends first award?” You question, completely shocked at his poor excuse

The words spew from your mouth

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