#also i hate that these were the questions that asked u to write a couple of sentences lmaooo

[gasstationlady]

GUTS | a lando norris social media au | pt. 2

pairing: lando norris x singer!reader, ex!drew starkey x reader

drew is still hung up on y/n, but the grid’s new it couple couldn’t care less.

notes: final part of guts!! thank you so much for all the love you guys showed the first part <3 and dw i have so many more smaus in the drafts! tried to write and add a bit more but i ran out of space :/ i hope the plot makes sense! i feel like bc i know how i wanted the story to go i can't rlly spot the plot holes as easily.

disclaimer: NOT PROOFREAD. let's pretend that jennifer lawrence "kym illman" picture is olivia lmfaooo. btw the events in “GUTS” sometimes does not line up with the schedule followed in real life. again, no hate to drew and, now also, to ppl on the today show aha. (CONGRATS LANDO FOR P2 AHHH)

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yourusername

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yourusername thanks for having me vmas!!!! <3

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yourbestie STUNNING

user pls not drew liking her post when he doesn’t even follow her 😭😭😭

↳ user no he’s actually so painfully desperate lmaoo

↳ user i’m glad lando and y/n are just ignoring him

↳ user girl i’m not, i want the drama AHA

user love u more than anything

user lando liking and the two of them now following each other 🤔 yup him and y/n are forrr sure together

↳ user yea after the deuxmoi post and lando’s soft launch it’s basically confirmed at this point

↳ user i wonder if she’ll be attending the next gp bc i’d actually die and then come back to life if it happens

user you look BEYONDDDDD 😍😍

user are we fr just gonna ignore drew like..

thetodayshow

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thetodayshow It’s GUTS day! We loved having @/yourusername on the TODAY plaza. 🍒🎤🧡

We sat with Y/N to talk about her new album and recent scandals surrounding the topics of her work. “I just write songs; it’s not my job to interpret them for people.”

Tune in on our Youtube channel for extra clips of our interview with Y/N and her performances!

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user SHE ATE THOSE PERFORMANCES. DEVOURED.

user some of those questions were a bit invasive

↳ user i was thinking the same thing, but y/n handled that rlly professionally

user omg how have her vocals gotten better 😭

user lmaoooooo i see you hiding in the likes lando

↳ user it’s so cute that he’s following her activities 🥹🥹

↳ user he’s probably here bc of what she said in the interview

↳ user wait i didn’t watch everything, what did she say??

↳ user so they asked how she felt about her exes being a popular topic on the internet, and so she said “I just write songs; it’s not my job to interpret them for people.” they also asked about drew and whether they’re going to get back together (which, may i add, felt a little rude to me) and y/n replied with “Those who I’m close with can reach me anytime. I tend to not focus on anyone else.”

↳ user thank you for summarizing!! doing god’s work fr 🫡

user y/n handled the situation perfectly

↳ user no bc the way she said not too much but enough to stand up for herself and her privacy

user AHAHAHAHA SHE RLLY SAID AINT NO WAY SHES GOING BACK TO DREW

ynupdates

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ynupdates Y/n seen arriving in Singapore!

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user wait you’re lying??? actually? waaait 😭

user IS SHE GOING TO THE GP OMG PLS

user i mean i knew they were together but imagine a paddock appearance 😩😩 i don’t think we can handle it guys

user if she makes an appearance at the paddock with lando, i don’t understand why he didn’t just go as her date for the vmas too 😭😭

↳ user i doubt they wanted to hard launch at the vmas lol y/n was barely even in the audience, tbh i think she left early

↳ user y/n has said before that award shows make her rlly anxious, so yea she probably didn’t want too much attention on herself esp with all the drew drama

user did i miss something, i thought lando was still in ny? why didn’t they just travel together?

↳ user lando probs had to leave earlier bc practice started on friday, and y/n still had a few tv show performances which i’m assuming is why she arrived today instead

kymillman

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kymillman F1’S NEW FAVORITE COUPLE

The first driver to arrive this morning was Mclaren driver Lando Norris. For the first time he is joined with his new girlfriend, Y/N L/N, a famous Filipino-American pop singer.

For A3 prints, hand-signed & numbered by a range of drivers/team principals head to kymillman.com

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user omg it’s happening it’s happening

user HEY SIRI PLAY THAT SHOULD BE ME BY JUSTIN BIEBER

user this pic should be put in the louvre that is how monumental it is

user THIS IS HOW I FIND OUT?? FROM KYM??😭😭

user first💔hard💔launch💔is💔a💔paddock💔appearance💔

user the hand holding 🥹🥹

user don’t know if i’m more jealous of lando or y/n

user damn god really out here choosing favorites

user they’re already becoming my comfort couple omg i can’t i love them so much

landonorris

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landonorris Singapore 🥈

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user so proud of you lando!!

user AHHHH y/n cameo

user god idk if i'm ever going to get used to seeing y/n with lando

user SHE LOOKS SO GOOD

user yay carlando podium !!! 🥹

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8 months later

landonorris

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landonorris Happy one year, love ❤️

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yourusername there's nothing i love more than those chips

↳ landonorris 😐

user they're the reason i believe in love

user damn i think this is about to be lando's most liked post lmaoo

user the fact that he calls her love 😭😭

user luckiest man alive i stg

user how does she always look so good

yourusername

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yourusername cause i love to love, to love, to love you

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landonorris that guy's pretty handsome

↳ yourusername very :)

yourbestie LOVE seeing you happy

user omggg i'm crying i can't believe its already been a year

user might sleep on the freeway today

user let the light in is such a cute song to dedicate to someone

user LOL not the third pic

user i love them so much 🥹

user if you ever break up, love isn't real

#f1 x reader #f1 instagram au #f1 imagine #f1 social media au #lando norris au #lando norris x reader #lando norris imagine #singer!reader #lando norris instagram au

[gavisimmaculaterizz]

bb can u write something like jude coming home from practice and being angry, mad or something, and just storming off in his room, and later on (female) reader falls asleep on the couch teary eyed bcz she doesn't know what she did wrong

— bother / jude bellingham.

summary: jude cant hold in his anger from losing his match, resulting in a distant jude.

warnings: a bit of angst ??

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as the final whistle blew, distant whistles and boos came from the santiago bernabéu. the night in madrid was cold, the huge loss of the white giants filled the madrid air with coldness. as fans exited the stadium, jude proceeded to go to the locker room furious. he couldn’t help but feel anger, not being able to help his team out with at least scoring a goal. he disappointed the fans, maybe even his girlfriend. he mentally cursed himself out for not showing his potential, preparing for the hate he’d get on twitter by fellow madridistas.

meanwhile at the comfort of your shared apartment, you couldn’t help but feel a bit of sadness watching your boyfriends team lose heavily. you turned off the television, feeling sadness wash over you, over the terrible result in the bernabéu that just happened moments ago. you hated seeing your boyfriend sad, knowing these type of losses affected him heavily.

a couple hours later, the noise of bags falling echoed around the silent home. you ran to jude, excited to hug him and welcome him in. when reaching the tall british, you were welcomed with a cold and distant jude. “hey babe how was your game?”, you asked your boyfriend. upon your question, jude’s facial expression changed heavily. “what do you mean how was my game? did you even pay attention to what just happened?”,he asked furiously. his words hit you like a cold dagger that was plummeted into your heart, dry and distant, with a hint of anger still lingering in his voice. “do you want to talk about it?”, you asked trying to console your boyfriend. his words broke you, all you tried to do was ask if his game went okay, even though you’d know what his response would be. “no, god just leave me alone— you’re such a bother y/n.”, jude stated furiously. he quickly stormed off to your shared room, shutting the door loudly, letting you know to not even step foot into the room. your heart broke, you couldn’t contain your tears anymore.

you ran to your living room in tears, only seeing blurriness, and tasting the saltiness water streaming down your face. you mentally cursed yourself out feeling guilty for making him angry, even though it was not your fault at all. you knew he was a bit pissed off from his game still , but you never meant to provoke him even more than he was. you laid down on your sofa, grabbing a blanket and covering yourself completely. you wanted to give him space, let him cool down a bit.

meanwhile in your little bubble, your thoughts raced, ‘was it my fault for making him angry?’ you kept sobbing, overloading yourself with these negative thoughts. you let yourself cry until you couldn’t anymore. all you let out were heavy breaths which occupied the quiet home. with all the crying, it made you sleepy, and you couldn’t help but doze off into the night sky. you would soon be awaiting your boyfriends apology in the morning.

but was he right about you being a bother..?

a/n: i kind of tweaked it a bit anon!! also this is my first fic so im mentally cringing at myself bc im not used to this 🙁, so i hope yall like it

#jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham #jude bellingham fluff #jude bellingham x you #real madrid #jude bellingham angst

[whatsk-poppinhomies]

Pairing : BF!Lee Felix x F!Reader TW : pregnancy ; no childbirth (yet?) ; mention of an abortion ; Felix is a POS ; angst no fluff ; Word Count : 2.5k Request : @lovesunshinefelix : can I get an angsty felix request diff from his pregnancy series wherein felix is an absolute fucking asshole and left the reader when he found out they were pregnant, u decide what happens next surprise me AN : I hope that you are thoroughly surprised by this, I hate making him the asshole honestly, but at the same time I absolutely love it!! I just love writing stuff like this!! I hope you love this girlie, this is for you!

Double pink lines showed on all six white tests that were evenly spaced along the bathroom counter. They were dark, they were undeniable, not a single discrepancy is any of them. It was a fact now… You were pregnant, and your boyfriend… he was on tour, for the next three months. 

It’s not that you didn’t want to tell him, it was quite the opposite actually. You wanted him to know, but he was such a sweetheart, he cared about you so much, you knew that if you told him during the tour, he’d drop everything just to come home and be with you. It was the early stages of your pregnancy, and you knew that for now, you’d be able to handle whatever was thrown your way, whether it be symptoms or doctors appointments. It was easier to hide right now too, you didn’t have to worry about him catching on. If he questioned why you hid it from him, your main reason was that you weren’t sure if the pregnancy was 100% yet. The first 12 weeks were the scariest and the most uncertain, and you didn’t want him or yourself to get too excited, especially if it ended in a miscarriage. It was a valid reason, and it had you keeping your mouth shut until he came through the front door. 

Unexpected and unplanned was the announcement at your 12 week ultrasound, that not only were you pregnant, but you were having twins. Two babies, and you rightfully panicked for a second because that was… It wasn’t planned to even get pregnant with one, let alone two, but you knew that with Felix by your side, you’d be able to get through it. He was the ray of sunshine that you held tightly onto whenever things seemed to be a little too hectic, or when things started to feel like a little too much. 

As the weeks passed on though, you started to just… Get used to the fact that you were carrying two children, and maybe it was a maternal instinct, maybe it was the fact that they were his children, or maybe it was a bit of both that had you growing excited even at the thought of having this little family with him. You couldn’t wait to tell Felix, you couldn’t wait to officially start this journey into parenthood with him by your side. It would only be a couple more days until he came back home, and now you were giddily counting down the days to tell him the exciting news. 

“I think we caught every single red light on the way here.” Felix exclaimed as he trodded through the front door, his suitcases parked off to the side as he kicked off his shoes. “Hey, angel… You look beautiful as always. Did ya miss me?” He asked, the irritation that had initially coated his words seemed to be shaken off as soon as he laid eyes on you sitting on the couch. Your smile was bright as you watched him, anticipation building in your stomach and sending a shiver through you. 

“Of course I did. I always miss you.” You chimed from the couch, making sure to keep yourself covered with the thick throw blanket so that he wouldn’t see your stomach. It had grown quite a lot already, something that was both shocking, but also expected considering you were having twins. “How was the flight?” You wanted to make small talk, just so he could get settled back in before you dropped the news on him, although you were quite certain he’d take it well, you just didn’t want to shock him immediately. 

He rolled his shoulders and his neck, stretching his arms up as he walked into the kitchen, rummaging through the fridge to grab a bottle of water before making his way to the couch to drop down beside you. “It was good, not as comfortable as being able to sit or lay beside you, but it was bearable. Changbin didn’t snore too loud behind me, so I got a good amount of sleep so I’d be well rested when I got home to you.” His arm draped over your shoulder as he leaned against you. “I couldn’t wait to see you again.” 

Now was your chance, he was in a good mood, he was rested, he was close to you, now all you had to do was tell him. “I couldn’t wait to see you either… I’ve got some pretty big news to tell you.” Even though you were almost 100% certain that he’d take it well, you couldn’t help the jitters that coursed through your body causing your voice to tremble with your nerves. His eyes widened as well as his smile, his body turning almost completely to give you his full attention before nodding to you to tell you to continue. “I’m… I’m pregnant! They're twins!” 

And while your excitement seemed to grow exponentially from telling him, his dwindled to nothing almost immediately. His smile fell and his eyes wavered, his hands pulling away from yours to fold in his lap. “You’re… Sure about this? You’ve… You’ve been to the doctors and everything for it?” He questioned, and maybe he was just nervous about getting excited too soon, so you quickly nodded, reaching out to grab his hands in an act of reassurance that everything would be okay, that everything was okay, but he moved his hands away from yours, shoving them in his pockets as he jumped up off the couch. “How far along are you?” He blurted out quite harshly, and while you were used to him apologizing almost immediately after sounding so rude, the apology never came. 

“I’m… Almost four months…” You whispered, slowly pulling back the blanket to show him the swell of your stomach, and you saw his chest rise, puffing out with the large breath that he took in. “It’s okay though… They’re okay, they’re healthy.” You once again tried to reassure him, assuming that his panic was caused by not being there when you found out. 

“I don’t care about that! I’ve got five months to figure out how the hell I’m going to juggle my job and paying child support to not just one, but two fucking kids!” He rambled, but the mention of child support had your head tilting to the side, your lips parting to question what he meant, but you couldn’t seem to find the words. “Don’t look at me like that… You know that I can’t do this. I’m too fucking young to deal with my job and two fucking kids. I didn’t want this… You threw this on me!” 

With every single word, it was like a vicious attack, and that beautiful future that you had spent the past couple weeks imagining started to spin, like a tornado, the images a whirling vortex that were sent down the drain. “I thought… I thought that you’d be happy. You always talked about having a life together… Spending forever together… Where did that go?” The sight of him rolling his eyes had your stomach tightening and your nerves kicking into overdrive. This wasn’t how this was supposed to go… This wasn’t what you had planned on at all. “I-I.. I didn’t want this either… I’m young too…” 

He scoffed, his nose crinkled into a look of disgust as his eyes flickered down to your stomach and then up to your face. “I didn’t ask you to keep them. If you would have told me sooner, I would have told you to abort it, get rid of it.” It was like a stab, a gunshot, there was bile rising in your throat at the thought of getting rid of the two little beans that had become such a big part of you, you honestly couldn’t imagine not having them in your tummy. “And don’t even try to make it seem like I’m the bad guy in this. You sprung this shit on me as soon as I got back from a fucking tour… That should have been your first sign. I mean, what did you think would happen? Everything would be sunshine and rainbows and I’d be this happy go lucky guy somehow maintaining a career where I’m constantly in the fucking spotlight, during brand sponsorships and bunch of other shit… And you just… You expect me to have time for you? For children? You’ve gotta be out of your mind.” 

And maybe you were, maybe you had lost sense of the reality of your relationship and how hard it was to actually see him, how little you spent time with him. Maybe you really were out of your mind as he had said, thinking that being pregnant would somehow bring him closer to you instead of pushing him away. “I wasn’t going to do that…” You mumbled, your hand moving down to rub over your stomach, seeming to be your own source of comfort now that Felix was clearly disgusted by you. “You don’t have to worry about anything… You don’t even have to pay child support. You’re right… I sprung this on you and… You obviously don’t want any parts of it. I’m not going to force you…” 

Letting out a humorless chuckle, he folded his arms over his chest, glaring down at you. “Oh, sure. You say that, but once it gets to be too much for you, you’ll be trying to take me to court. It’ll make front page news online and then you’ll get the pity party. I can see it now.” It was pretty eye opening to see now just how lowly he thought of you. You had been blinded by the rays of sunshine that seemed to radiate off of him whenever he was around, but it was like you had put on sunglasses, you could block those out, and now you could see who he truly was. 

“I’m not taking you to court.” You snapped, having enough of him being not just an asshole, but ruthlessly so. “You’re not the man that I thought you were, and you’re definitely not the man that I want in my children’s lives, so you don’t have to worry about me trying to force you to do anything or asking for your money. I don’t want your money, because like you said, I can see it now. All of the fans that follow you like you’re some kind of fucking god will call me a gold digger and a bunch of other awful shit, and to be quite honest, I don’t need that and neither do my kids. So once you walk out of that door, I’m done. I’m done with you and everything that has to do with you. The only part of you that I love now are the children that you gave me, the children that you don’t want.” 

Your entire body was trembling, and the tears flowed freely down your cheeks. They weren’t tears of sadness though, they were tears of anger, unable to hold back the burst of emotions that coursed through you, and unable to channel them properly. “Promise?” He snidely cracked back at you, and it was the final nail in the coffin. He wasn’t who you thought he was at all, he was nothing like the way his fans portrayed him. It was all an act, and the character that he had been playing as was gone now, revealing the true Felix that you had mistakenly fallen in love with. 

“Promise.” You retorted flatly, finally pushing yourself up off the couch and walking to the door, and with your back turned to him, you hadn’t caught the way he his jaw had dropped when finally seeing you fully, you hadn’t caught the way his fingers twitched to reach out to grab you, the way his eyes blinked a few times to snap him back to reality just a little too late. “I’ll pack your stuff up and leave it on the porch, I’ll text you when I’m all done, and then I’ll block your number and delete it so you don’t have to worry about me bothering you. You can move on with your life and your career.” You said as you grabbed the suitcases and wheeled them to the center of the entryway. “You already have some of your stuff to leave with.” You pulled open the front door, moving over to the side to give him room to walk out. “Bye.” 

The damage was already done, and it’s not like you’d believe him or even be willing to listen if he tried to go back on his words right now, so he kept up with the act, sneering at you as he grabbed his luggage and wheeled it out the front door, stepping out onto the porch. Maybe if he turned around one last time and you saw the look of regret in his eyes you’d let him talk, but the door was already being slammed shut, and the locks clicked, and he knew that you were probably already breaking down on the couch, a complete mess because of what he had said. 

There was nothing he could do now except trudge over to the side of the road, his phone gripped tightly in his shaking hands as he texted his leader, asking to be picked up. Twins… he wasn’t ready for it, he wasn’t in the right place in his life to take on that kind of responsibility… But he hadn’t even given himself a chance to try. He immediately attacked you, and maybe it was the jet lag or the stress from just coming back home and simply wanting to enjoy one evening without having something else to worry about… But none of those things were truly an excuse for what he had said or the way he behaved because you were surely more stressed than him, and now that stress had quadrupled all because of him. 

Twins… Two children, his own children, little drops of sun that were part him, and part you. You, the only person who he ever loved before, the only person he could ever see himself loving… And he ruined it. A family, one that he’d never get to spend time with, that he had so easily given up on as if it wasn’t important at all. Sons… Daughters… Maybe one of each… He’d never get to meet them though. He’d never get to experience that feeling of holding his children for the first time or watching them take their first steps. He’d never feel that excitement as he bore witness to each and every milestone. He gave all of that up the second he started his rant, the second those thoughts weasel’d their way into his mind and were actually spoken. Maybe he’d watch from a distance, living the life that he turned his back on through pictures or videos that you hopefully might post online. It wouldn’t be the same… But it was all he would have, all he would ever have. 

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[tlouadditc]

hate to hate you.

enemies to lovers abby x reader.

a/n: this was an ask but i forgot to put this under it 😭 anyway thank u anon for asking!! this was so fun to write tbh and also i am not a nursing student so idk how any of this works .... hope you enjoy anyway :,) also might write a pt. 2 depending on how this one does!

warnings: 18+/MDNI, men dni either, mean!abby [kinda], super fem!reader, abby's a bully :,((, switch!abby, switch!reader, clothed grinding [?], oral [a!receiving], dirty talk ;), pussy slaps [?], rushed ending because im crocheting, probably more. NOT PROOFREAD AGAIN.

abby has been your rival since middle school. she was always making fun of you- could be how you had lower grades [by a couple points, to be specific], how you always dressed in pink and in skirts and were a "tryhard", literally anything. hell, when she found out you were interested in nursing, she made it a competition to see who could be the better doctor. eventually, the amount of taunting had gotten to you and you started dressing like everyone else and becoming a quieter person.

ever since then, there's been some silent tension between you two. it was stupid, of course, but neither of you made an effort to end the rivalry. every class you had together in high school was a competition to see who could participate the most, get the most praise from the teacher, highest grades- everything. but no matter what you did, you'd always be second to her. once senior year was over, you were free from this hell and decided to finally be your true self in college.

or so you thought.

it was your first day of freshman year. you were doing your makeup in your bathroom, trying to calm your nerves. you've done this multiple times before, you thought to yourself. why am i still nervous??

you were adding little finishes- a bit more blush, curling your lashes one more time, adding a bit of glitter to your inner corner, etc. you check the time: 8:03am. class starts in 20 minutes, and you have to walk! you quickly check your outfit, straightening out your pink skirt and grabbing your bag before leaving out.

the walk to class isn't bad; a little confusing, but there's staff around to help direct new students, so you easily find your class. you walk in as soon as the class starts. to your horror, all the seats in the front are taken. the professor stops her introduction and walks over to you to speak. "hi, you must be y/n? you're a tad late, but it is your first time here, so i'll let you have a pass. your seat is in the back corner next to ms. anderson."

anderson...? your smile fades as you look towards the seat the teacher is pointing at. there she is- sitting there with her smug smirk and her always-braided hair. fuck my life actually. you turn back to the teacher, crack a small smile, and nervously walk over to your seat.

"didn't think you'd see me, huh?" is the first thing that comes out of abby's mouth, her big smile growing wider after seeing the dread on your face. all you can do is glare at her and get your things out. as you rummage through your bag, you hear the professor say:

"the person you are currently sitting with will be your partner for the semester."

you've LITERALLY have to be joking. the girl who's been borderline bullying you for years is your partner for the rest of the semester?? you debate asking the teacher to change seats, but decide against it.

"can't believe im stuck with you," she mutters, mocking the disbelief on your face. "shut up, abby," you hiss, trying to keep your voice down.

this was gonna be quite a year, huh?

abby was unbearable the entire class. always asking useless fucking questions, moving her braid from one side to another- it all annoyed the fuck out of you. however, to pass this class, you had to work with her and put your feelings aside.

the first assignment was to study and review the human anatomy with your partner. the test on the subject was in a couple of days, making it the first grade of the semester. everyone else in the class was easily discussing plans for studying while you and abby made a horrible attempt for friendly small talk.

"so.. we have a test-"

"i heard."

"goddamnit, abby, i'm trying to pass this class. can you be nice for once?"

"stop staring at me like that and maybe i will."

"i wasn't even- [sigh] just give me your number so we can figure out a time and place. please."

and with that, you two later that night made the plan to meet up at your apartment and study there the next day.

the next day

you spent most of your morning doing your usual routine; cleaning, listening to your podcast, organizing your things- basically a mini-spa day. since abby was coming over, you didn't want to give her any reason to ridicule your space. you also debated on wearing some bland outfit to avoid the bicker, but ultimately decided you shouldn't care anymore. you settled on something casual; a floral tube top, a pink cardigan, and some comfy shorts to match the top. you also threw on some pink bunny slippers to match the ribbons in your hair.

as you finished the kitchen, the doorbell rang. must be abby. you walk to the door, slowly losing your happiness as you turned the doornob. upon opening the door, you see abby, leaning against your doorframe. she's dressed in a black wifebeater and gray sweats. she has a small tote bag and headphones around her neck.

as you study her look, she does the same to you. you suddenly feel small in comparison to her; almost feeling weak in her presence. if you were honest with yourself, in all the annoyance that you felt toward her, you could admit she was hot. she was your lesbian awakening, if you were 100% honest. but since she didn't like you, you suppressed all feelings.

"someone got dressed up," she teases, looking you up and down. "this is just how i dress," you say, rolling your eyes. "come in."

an hour later, you and abby are sitting on your couch, going over flashcards for the test. abby has her information down, of course- you keep missing the same two vocab words.

"you dumbass," she laughs, watching you pout over missing the same word for the 4th time in a row.

"this is so annoying," you say, burying your head in your hands. the frustration you feel is so intense, you feel tears well up in your eyes. you attempt to hide it as abby continues to laugh, but a sniffle gives you away.

"are you- there's no way you're crying right now," abby says, genuine disbelief in her voice. "don't be a crybaby, bun. you can get it."

bun.. ?? what the hell? she's being... nice? no fucking way.

you lift your head, tears running down your face, messing up your makeup as you wipe your face with your hands. abby analyzes your face before sitting back on the couch. she pats her thigh, "c'mere, let me help."

okay, this has to be a dream.

you hesitantly get off your side of the couch and sit on her lap. almost immediately, you feel the warmth radiating off her body, making you shiver a bit. she chuckles lightly, "what, are you scared or somethin'? just trying to help you since you clearly need it." you're still wiping your face, too busy to rebuttal.

she begins to explain. "so, these two are similar, but they aren't the same thing. y'know why? because this one.."

all you can focus on is the amount of contact you two have right now: her right hand slightly touching your inner thigh. her abs resting against your back. her voice, soothing and calming, in your ears. the scent of pine and clean laundry filling your nose. you knew it was wrong, but fuck, you were wet. there was probably a puddle under you by now.

"uh, y/n? you there?"

you snap out of your slutty daze, realizing you're supposed to be listening. "mm, what? can you explain that, uh, again, please?"

she laughs, putting the cards on the coffee table in front of you two. "i'm sitting right here, trying to teach you and you still can't focus that pretty little head on this? god, what am i gonna do with you?"

you turn slightly, face to face with abby. her piercing blue eyes study yours, searching for something. you don't know what comes over you, but you completely turn to face her, move your hands to the sides of her face, and kiss her.

she immediately kisses back, hands finding comfort on the top of your hips. she falls back on the couch, lips still connected as you straddle her lap. you can feel the passion, intent with every kiss you give her. her strong hands push your hips onto hers, grinding through her sweats. a soft moan leaves your lips, giving her the opportunity to insert her tongue into your mouth and deepen the kiss.

you pull back, catching your breath as abby continues to make your hips roll onto hers. "you know how long- hah- i've wanted to do this to you?" she breathes, eyes moving from where you two meet to your flustered face.

you look at her, eyes wide. ".. what?"

"i've wanted to kiss you for forever. wanted to have you close like this. wanted to fuck you. everything." shes now completely focused of your face, trying to read your expression.

"i thought you hated me." you're so confused, you don't know whether to cry, smile, get angry, or whatever.

"fuck- i didn't mean to, i'm sorry," she's desperate, her hands moving to your cheeks to bring you back to her face. "let me make it up to you, yeah?"

after a while, she moves her hand to cup your throbbing cunt, earning a whimper from you. "you're so fucking wet, shit," she hisses, feeling the wet spot on your cotton pink shorts. "who's this for? hm?"

the embarrassment takes over you, making you pitifully whimper as you cover your face. she's quick to swat your hand away and ask in a more demanding voice, "who made you this wet, baby?"

"y-you," you manage to choke out, subconsciously grinding into her hand. she smirks, "good girl."

the praise catches you by surprise, not to mention the way her palm accidentally catches your clothed clit. a soft moan leaves your mouth, feeding into the power dynamic between you two. "oh, you like that name, huh?" she whispers, keeping eye contact with you as she rubs your clothed cunt. "you wanna be my good girl?"

"yes, oh my god-" you're chasing your high, overwhelmed by all the feelings you feel. she hums in response, clearly satisfied by your state. she moves a hand to your face, inserting a thumb into your mouth. you suck on her thumb, moaning around it as your hips stutter against her palm. "you gonna cum f'me, bun?" she coos, not slowing down at all. all you can do is nod, too caught up in the knots forming in your abdomen. "go ahead, pretty girl. cum for mommy."

the name pushes you over the edge, making you clench around nothing in your shorts. abby still has her hand over your cunt, feeling the wet spot grow as you pitifully moan. she talks you through your orgasm, mostly praising you for how good you are to her.

as you catch your breath, she removes her thumb from your mouth and peppers small kisses across your cheeks, releasing small praise in between. once you come to your senses, she's still under you, chuckling at your fucked out state. she mutters something along the lines of 'you're so cute' before you start to giggle with her.

you accidentally grind against her while laughing, making abby whine. you immediately realize you haven't helped her at all, making you guilty. you reach a hand down to her heat, feeling her warm cunt under her sweats. she hisses, hips bucking up onto your fingers. you get up and stand in front of her.

"sit up," you say, catching abby by surprise. she hesitantly sits up, looking suspiciously at you. "what for?" she questions, side eyeing you. you chuckle as you kneel in front of her, placing hands on her strong thighs. you reach a hand up to the band of her bottoms, signaling for them to come off. "m' gonna help you."

if her boxers weren't already soaked, they definitely were now. her face heats up as she shyly takes off her sweats, leaving her in just her wifebeater and undergarments. she puts her knees up to her chest, looking away as you assess the wet patch on her boxers.

"i make you this wet, abs?" you say quietly, pointer finger tracing her slit. she slightly gasps at the contact, slightly nodding to answer your question. "use your words. i know you can do it."

"you do, clearly. you've made me this horny for you for years, so yeah." she's being a brat, acting like she's in charge! you give her cunt a small slap, a small surprised moan leaving her lips.

"act like a brat, get treated like one." she stares at you, surprised that you went from such a submissive state to a dominant persona. you tease her, feeling her sensitive bud through her boxers. she whimpers, gripping onto the couch for any stability. "i think it's about time we get these off," you pull at the top of her boxers, "don't you think?"

she immediately gets up and takes them off, sitting back on the couch. she sits and moves her hips to the edge of the couch to reveal her cunt, glistening with slick. you study her sopping cunt, making her nervous under your gaze. "not so cocky now, hm?" you tease, making her face heat up as she huffs and puffs.

"please t-touch me," she almost whispers, barely able to be heard. you could've let up from here, but you don't.

"what was that? i'm gonna need you to be a bit louder, babe."

she closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, swallowing her pride. "please touch me," she musters out.

she was such a pretty site to see, how could you possibly deny her? "okay, baby."

you spread her lips apart, revealing her swollen, sensitive clit. she shudders, cold air meeting her core. she's not sure what to expect until you dip your head down and place a flat tongue on her heat, making her gasp.

her reaction makes you smile; you quickly latch onto her clit and suck, still watching her reaction. she throws her head back, moaning loudly.

"oh, you like that," you say, quickly going back to placing kitten licks onto her cunt. she's overwhelmed with pleasure, loud moans and groans leaving her mouth. when you decide to insert your middle finger into her heat, she's going over the edge, babbling your name and please's. her hand comes down and grips the back of your head, pushing your face deeper into her pussy.

her sounds get you wet all over again, making you moan into her pussy. "s-shit, m' cumming- oh, fuck," she cries, gripping your hair and pulling you closer than ever to her as her heat clenches around your finger. tears are streaming down her face as you continue to lap up her juices. after she catches her breath, you pull her into a sloppy kiss, sharing her fluids in between you two.

"shit," she breathes, pulling away from the kiss, "i'm gonna have to fuck you harder next time."

"next time? oh, we're already making dates?"

"yeah, we're gonna have multiple assignments like this later."

you both laugh and get cleaned up before cuddling on your couch and sleeping in each others arms. :,)

taglist [if you're striked out, i can't tag you!!]: @ellabsweet @digit4lslut @macaroni676 @mostlyhornyandsad @yorlenybaires @Pigwideon

#tlouadditc #abby anderson smut #the last of us smut #abby anderson #abby fluff #abby x fem!reader #abby x reader #tlou smut #brook speaks.. i think #this was so fun to write

[httpsdana]

heyyy love ur writing and i was wondering if u could do 170 with pedri?

love u and have a great day 🫵❤️‍🔥

Mine~Pedri Gonzalez

*GIF is not mine. credits to owners*

back again with another Pedri request. I just love this boy so much I cant say no when someone requests something for him.

we all love a jealous and possessive Pedri don't we

you can request from my prompt list

this is my master list

170-"I don't fucking care you're supposed to be mine."

y/n and Pedri have been dating for a bit over 6 months. They were still a fresh couple and enjoying themselves as much as they could.

Meaning that they were together almost all the time. At every match and every training session, y/n was always there rooting for her boyfriend.

Her dating Pedri, and him being best friends with the one and only Pablo Gavi, of course brought the two closer together. They instantly hit it off.

Surely, Pedri loved that the people he loves the most get along. But slowly he was starting to get a little bit jealous of the bond they have. He was jealous how they had inside jokes and how they would be giggling and whispering into each others ears constantly.

He knew y/n wouldn't cheat on him. She would never. He was afraid that his best friend woulc catch feelings for his girlfriend. At the end Pablo was just 18. A horny teenager who would fall in love with any girl who would give him attention.

He was also aware that Pablo wouldn't back up if he caught feelings and would try to make a move. He wouldn't blame him or hate him. He can't control the way he feels.

Pedri was glaring at the pair in front of him. He brought y/n with him to his practice cause he was supposed to go out with her and Gavi after practice. But now seeing the pair laughing and joking around made him rethink about their plans.

His death stare was burning into the back of Gavi's head. Pablo felt someone looking at him so he turned around and saw Pedri staring at him with a blank stare.

Pablo didn't think anything of it and just waved at his best friend. Pedri sent him his fakest smile and just focused on the ball between his feet.

"whats up with you today?" a voice snapped Pedri out of his thoughts making him look up. He saw Ansu Fati looking at him with a questioning look

"nothing" Pedri mumbled, his gaze shifting to y/n then to Pablo who was now walking to her. He said something making y/n burst out of laughter.

His jaw clenched and jealousy started bubbling inside of him. Ansu moved his gaze to where Pedro's eyes were resting and saw who he was looking at. A smirk found its way to his face before he confronted his friend

"oh you're jealous?" he asked, the smirk never leaving his face

Pedri snapped his eyes from the pair and moved them towards his friend who was standing beside him

"what? me jealous of Pablo? pfft as if" he shrugged it of making Ansu laugh at him

"oh you so are jealous of him" Ansu chuckled before walking away with the ball that he was shooting with

He wasn't jealous of his best friend...

right?

No no he wasn't...fuck who was he kidding of course he was jealous of him. He was jealous of how he seemed to be able to make her laugh more than he ever has. He was jealous how they were best friends, closer than him and y/n ever was.

★★★★★

Practice was finished and y/n, Pedri, and Pablo were heading to a cafe to have some breakfast. And as usual, Pablo and y/n were joking around, earning some weird looks from people who were sitting around them.

Pedri rolled his eyes and let out a frustrated sigh, making both his girlfriend and best friend look at him with a questioning look

"everything okay amor?" y/n asked reaching for his hand that was resting on the table. As soon as her hand touched his, he pulled it back and placed it on his lap.

y/n awkwardly removed her hand from the table and placed it on her own lap, feeling a lump starting to form in her throat.

"I'm fine" Pedri mumbled rather coldy, making both y/n and Pablo shift awkwardly in their seats

"I um have to head out...I'll just leave you guys" Pablo mumbled before getting up.

Of course he didn't forget pressing a kiss on y/n's cheek. He patted his best friend's back before walking out of the cafe

y/n turned her attention to her boyfriend, who was sitting their with a cold stare and his arms crossed over his chest

"lets go home" y/n mumbled before getting up and walking out of the cafe

Pedri felt a little disappointed that she didn't try to talk to him. But he himself didn't talk to her too so he couldn't blame her

He got up from his seat and walked out following his girlfriend to his car.

The car ride back home was tense. The tension was felt by both of them, but neither of them tried to talk to the other. If there was someone more stubborn than Pedri, it was y/n.

After parking the car, they walked to the apartment behind each other. Pedri walked behind y/n and slammed the door behind him.

y/n turned around and crossed her arms around her chest, giving her boyfriend a glare.

"what was that?" she asked raising her eyebrow

"what was what?" Pedri replied making her roll her eyes

" the glaring, the blank stare and cold answers. you think I didn't see the way you were looking at me and Pablo. so you better tell me what the fuck is wrong with you recently" she replied, raising her voice slightly.

She was angry. Fuming actually and it was starting to bother her.

"oh you recognized the looks? You and Pablo are just too close. Friends are not supposed to be that close y/n. y'all have all these inside jokes and keep giggling and whispering like fucking children and its getting on my fucking nerves. Is there something between you two? cause if there is you better tell me now and stop wasting my time" he replied in the same angry tone of y/n.

"oh so you're fucking jealous now? Jealous of your damn best friend?" she laughed bitterly making Pedri even more angry

"yes I'm fucking jealous. You don't see how you guys are so close its like you're dating him. It sickening okay? To see you like that with him" he replied in a calmer tome, but y/n was still furious

"why are you jealous dammit? You can't be fucking jealous of your own best friend Pedri" she replied through gritted teeth

"I don't fucking care you're supposed to be mine." he yelled

"I am yours!" she yelled back

Pedri looked at her and saw the sincerity in her eyes. He let out a sigh and sat down on the couch. He covered his face with his hands, before he felt the couch dipping next to him and y/n's hand rubbing his back

"I'm sorry princess. Its just sometimes I feel like Pablo would make you happier and I can't stand the feeling of seeing you with someone else, especially not with my best friend. I can't help but feel jealous when I see you two together. sorry again" he mumbled the last words not removing his hands from his face

y/n smiled slightly before grabbing Pedro's face gently in hed hands, making him look at her. She ran her thumb against cheek before pressing a small kiss on his lips

"I love you Pedro. don't be jealous of Pablo. plus all the whispering and giggling was about him. he's seeing this girl and asking for advice. Poor boy he has no experience. I love you mi amor. so much you have no idea" she smiled at him, never breaking eye contact

Pedri's smile widened before he pushed himself forward and attached their lips into a passionate kiss. They both pulled away after a while, panting from the loss of air

"I love you more princess"

#football #football blurb #football imagine #football one shot #football x reader #barcelona #footballer imagine #pedri gonzalez #pedri x f!reader #pedri x reader #pedri imagine #pedri #pedri fluff #pedro gonzález lópez #pedro gonzalez #pablo gavi

[riotlain]

HII been looking at ur content for a while /pos and love it sm especially bcz u write for male reader 🫶 that being said can i get billy / stu (poly or seperate! anything is okay ^^) with FTM s/o who’s a little ditzy? if your uncomfy with that it’s completely fine!

meow i unintentionally made reader a bit of a bimbo/himbo guy

like instead of a little they a bit mad ditzy💀💀 mb

im sorry this feels short😭😭

THIS IS A NWLNW BLOG!! WOMEN DNI

Poly Ghostface

Honestly they just like the fuck with you at this point

Like your reactions make them laugh

 “What's your favourite scary movie?” "Well I've always enjoyed the Halloween movies. But also the one with Chucky is fun to watch! Omg Jason is probably one of my favs too. blah blah blah-"

They find it funny to sneak into your house and rearrange your shit. Bc then you look silly to them when your running around looking for whatever youre missing

At school they probably eventually get you to hang with them

Randy doesnt really like you. He says youd be one of the first to do in a horror movie bc if your behavior

"Girls like you would die first or second in the movie!" "Im not a girl so it cancels out"

ANYWAYS SKIP TO YALL 3 ACTUALLY DATING

They tried to keep the whole ghostface thing a secret from you but you found out

You end up finding their ghostface stuff on accident and when you ask it kinda shocks them💀

"Soo like I kinda know you 2 are behind the whole Ghostface stuff. LIKE I DONT REALLY CARE! But just wanted to let yall know🤭🤭"

If you take T (shot kind for this idk if theres others really) they help you with the shots

If you hate needles they try to talk you through it but Stu sucks at it💀💀

"And then BAM! The couple got cut by Jason!" "Stu, shut the hell up."

Stu Macher

Stu was interested in you first

You were in a few of a his classes and he saw you in the halls alot

He noticed your habit of tripping over nothing, rambling a bit too much, or dropping stuff you were holding

He could tell you were probably not the brightest person ever but he still fell hard for you

That led to him talking (going on long rants) to Billy about you

He invites you over alot

Doesnt mind you talking and asking questions during movies

Loves when you cling to him when anything scary happens

Man finds you so cute! (in a probably pathetic way but anyways)

Loves to scare you

Stu just loves to see you jump away like a scared cat ok!

Billy Loomis

Heard about you from Stu and decided to check you out (stare at menacingly from afar)

You probably noticed he makes it a bit obvious

He likes that you talk to your friends about him alot

"Omg that guy keeps staring at me! He's kinda cute. A bit scary though."

You somehow didn't know who he was

He's the one to make the calls as Ghostface to your place

Stu would be the one to chase you around but that usually doesn't happen since you'd go on long tangents about whatever

Also finds you cute in a pathetic way

Has he killed people who dared make fun of you for being trans? Yes. Definitely. Absolutely

#slashers #slashers x reader #stu macher #billy loomis #scream 1996 #stu macher x male reader #billy loomis x male reader #billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader #slashers x ftm reader #slashers x male reader #scream

[gyupremacy]

Friends Can Break Your Heart Too | jjk. ft. kmg.

↳ Pairing(s): childhoodfriend!jk x reader (one sided), jk x oc, kim mingyu x reader

↳ Genre(s): angst (loosely based on "i hate u, i love u by gnash & olivia o'brien), fluff

↳ Au(s): first love au, non-idol au, college au, childhood friends, slow burn

↳ Word Count: 4.3k

↳ Rating: PG-15

↳ Warning(s): cursing, y/n coping with heartbreak (I'm telling you it gets gutwrenching), rejection, mentions of toxic friendships

↳ Summary: Getting rejected hurts. Even more, when it's your childhood friend turned crush... for your best friend.

↳ a/n: The amount of feels I felt while writing this 🥲 This is probably one of, if not, THE angstiest thing I've ever written. Thank you to @shina913 and @kthpurplesyou for letting me break your hearts before everyone else lol. Another thank you goes out to @hobeemin for making this great banner!

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The winter air nipped at your feet as you closed the door of your childhood home. It was winter break and you were spending time with your family for the holidays.

It also gave you the chance to spend more time with your best friend, Jungkook. You had known each other since you were 8 when your family first moved in.

Everyday, once the school bus dropped you off at your stop, Jungkook would come off with you and play together in your tree house. When the sun started to go down, he would go home which was conveniently located on the opposite side of the fence behind your house.

You two would play house, pretending to be a happily married couple or a princess being saved by her knight in shining armor. Despite this, the relationship was your typical "puppy love" childhood friendship. You didn't have romantic feelings for him at the time due to your age (along with the fact he insisted that you had cooties).

This all changed by middle school. Puberty was starting and Jungkook was proving to become a rather handsome boy. Another thing changed as well: your duo had grown into a trio, as you had become friends with a girl named Chaeyeon, who was in your homeroom class.

"The Three Amigos" as your teachers lovingly called your friend group, but your feelings for Jungkook only grew the more time you spent together. You didn't have the guts to tell the boy about your feelings, but your female best friend would understand… right?

Hwang Chaeyeon. That name alone rang around the halls on a consistent basis. She was one of the most popular girls in school, with star athlete status and looks too boot.

She had an "interesting" way of showing her fondness for you, including making jokes at your expense if it felt necessary. During her birthday the summer before 8th grade, she had invited you to a slumber party at her house, along with her teammates on the volleyball team.

A rather intense "Truth or Dare" game had begun, including some TMI from the gaggle of girls. It was your turn to go and you chose "dare", which would become a decision you would soon regret.

"Are you crushing on anyone?" Chaeyeon's teammate, Gaeul asked.

"Well… there's this one guy…" you didn't want to divulge something so personal to girls you weren't really close with, but that's when Chaeyeon spoke up.

"She likes Jungkook!" she blurted out to everyone.

"Wait, Jeon Jungkook?" Ryujin, another teammate, questioned.

"The really cute one that was in our health class last year?" Yoona sighed dreamily.

"Really, Y/N? You don't seem like his type," Aeri, the team captain, said.

"What exactly is that supposed to mean?" you asked pointedly, tilting your head.

"She's just playing! Right, Aeri?" Chaeyeon looked over at the brunette.

"All I mean is, don't you think he'd want a girl a little more developed?" The group of girls all snickered, including Chaeyeon.

You were never self conscious about your bra size, especially considering you were still growing as a person, both physically and mentally. Aeri was mature in everything, but personality. You couldn't get the sounds of their laughter out of your head, even as you tried to sleep.

You avoided Chaeyeon for a while after the incident, but Jungkook was there for you about your friendship troubles. That's what you liked about him, he was always there for you when times were rough.

Reminiscing about all the times he supported you, had put you in your current predicament: finally telling him how you feel. You called him saying you wanted to hang out underneath the tree that held the little house you spent so much together in.

Jungkook's figure soon passed by the wooden planks that made up the house? were placed around your house, hastily climbing over and landing with a loud "thud" on the ground. He brushed the dirt off his pants with ease, taking his spot right next to you.

"Jungkook! I thought we talked about you not breaking bones whenever you came over!" you laughed.

"We did, Y/N! In fact, after the tree stump incident, I've been able to perfect the landing," he replied.

You spent much of your time just talking about your classes next semester, your professors, and what you had planned for the rest of the break. He mentioned going ice skating with his brother and that's when you noticed how beautiful his eyes looked as the sun began to set.

"Y/N? Are you still there?" Jungkook asked.

"What? Oh yeah, I was just thinking about something," you smiled shyly.

"I thought I lost you for a moment. Please tell me if I sound boring," he chuckled.

"I could never see you as boring even if you tried, Jeon!" you pat his shoulder.

The both of you sat there in silence for a bit, letting the world around you be your music. Cars honking, crickets chirping, and televisions playing shows become much of the only noise that could be heard.

You took a deep breath, seeing this as the opportunity of telling the boy next to you about the feelings you harbored for him these past six years.

"Jungkook?" you started.

"Yes, Y/N?" he questioned.

"I like you." you bit your lip and closed your eyes, not ready to see his response.

"How long have you known you did?" was all that he said at the moment.

"Since seventh grade. I can't think of a specific moment, but you've always been there for me and that made me like you more than a friend," you said.

It takes him some time before he says anything else, but when he does, you'd wished that you had kept your mouth shut.

"That means a lot that you feel this way about me, but I have a girlfriend," Jungkook looked at you almost as if to say "I'm sorry" with his eyes.

His words hit you like a ton of bricks. If it didn't hurt that he didn't return your feelings, it stung that there was another girl that captured his heart. Did you know her? Was she nice? How long have they been together? All these questions swirled in the back of your mind until he further elaborated.

"We've only been together two weeks and we're going ice skating with my brother on Saturday. I probably should have told you, but-" Jungkook rambled, only for you to interrupt.

"No! No! Don't feel bad! I'm happy for you. I guess I should have expected that things would be a bit different if I told you how I felt." you flash a small smile, if only for it to hide your true feelings.

"I bet she's awesome if she's able to get a guy like you."

"Yeah, she's really great," Jungkook replied with your same shy smile, but something in the back of your mind felt like he was omitting something, but that all went away as you felt your eyes getting blurry.

"It's getting late, isn't it? I should probably head inside now," you suggested, hearing your voice falter.

"My mom's making chicken tonight, so I'll head back there myself. See you later, Y/N!" Jungkook waved, walking over to the fence before going over it.

"Goodbye, Jungkook," you said, feeling a tear escape your eye as you walked inside your house.

A month had passed and the distance between you and Jungkook was palpable. No phone calls. No "hellos" across the fence. No going outside as much, only to avoid seeing him. The new college semester rolled in and you were apathetic about classes.

Your first class was an intro to photography course. You were undecided on a major, but thought that taking the class might interest you enough into possibly furthering your college years in the photography field. The class looked pretty small, with only six other students sitting down at their desks.

The professor was a young woman who didn't look too far removed from college herself. She looked excited about the new semester and felt like a warm presence in the rather metaphorically and legitimately cold atmosphere.

"Alright, everyone! I'm Moon Bora and I work in the photography/digital imaging department here," Bora began.

"I graduated three years ago with a B.A. in art history, but always had a passion for photography. Don't feel like you have to call Ms. or Professor either, considering I'm only a few years older or the same age as some of you."

The class laughed a bit as she continued going over her background, the structure of the class, the semester at a glance, and most importantly, the syllabus. She was beginning to go over the basic functions of a camera and the style of photographs when a tall guy walked into the classroom.

"Sorry, Bora! I just came back from weight training," the unnamed guy apologized.

"It's fine, Mingyu! Take a seat and I'll continue about what your first assignment is," Bora said.

Audible groans could be heard around you from the thought of already having work on the first day back from break. The only one who was not annoyed about the announcement was the aforementioned Mingyu.

"Don’t worry about Bora. She's a pretty lax professor," he stated.

"I'm Mingyu, by the way!"

"Y/N." you said indifferently.

"Y/N… that's a really pretty name!" Mingyu smiled brightly.

You really wanted to like Mingyu, you truly did, but you weren't in the mood to be hit on the first day of classes. He seemed like a nice guy, possibly even "classroom buddy" potential, but you couldn't shake off your winter heartbreak.

"Thanks. I really needed to hear that," you answered honestly.

"Not a fun break, huh?" he mumbled.

"You could say something like that."

Mingyu's expression was unreadable, but you could see the genuine concern on his face hearing your words. He went back to listening to Bora discuss the first assignment, which was to partner up with another person and find something that inspires you and photograph it.

"Want to partner up?" Mingyu asked.

"Sure. We're already next to each other," you laughed.

"Let me give you my number so we can find time outside of class to find some inspiration." Mingyu beamed.

Bora had dismissed the class for the day and everyone gathered their things as you both exchanged numbers and filed out the door. You were about to walk down the hallway, when he tapped you on the shoulder.

"See you around, Y/N!" Mingyu smiled.

"See you!" you smiled, watching as he walked away in the opposite direction. You were feeling optimistic of the semester so far. Your classes were going smoothly enough and you met someone new. Maybe it won't feel too bad after all.

You had gotten a text from Chaeyeon saying to meet her in the student union. It wouldn't have seemed too out of the ordinary since she is your friend, but it had been almost two months since the last you saw her.

She spent a good portion of the days following finals week and the first week of break on a cruise. Based on her posts from Instagram, it seemed like there was a new guy in her life. She didn't post any pictures of him outside of one story where she took a selfie with her mystery beau's face hidden in the crook of her neck.

"Hey, babes!" Chaeyeon smiled, going in for an air kiss on each side of your face while you had your arms extended for a hug.

"Hi, Chae! How was your break?" you asked.

"Amazing as ever, Y/N! I didn't want it to end!" she sighed with a glint in her eyes.

"What did you do?" you questioned.

"Well, after the cruise I started dating this amazing guy and we went ice skating for our first date," Chaeyeon beamed.

You started experiencing déjà vu as Jungkook mentioned going ice skating with his girlfriend during the break. You shrugged it off as mere coincidence just like previously and continued talking with one another.

Just as you were about to ask more about her boyfriend, Jungkook came right up to the both of you. He had a "deer in the headlights" expression seeing the two of you together, which puzzled you, as such interactions were common.

"Baby!" Chaeyeon nearly jumped into his embrace, leaving you in a stunned silence.

That was the moment you put all the pieces together: Jungkook's girlfriend was Chaeyeon and Chaeyeon's boyfriend was Jungkook. You assumed that they both had forgotten your presence as your female best friend started kissing your male one in front of every passerby, including yourself.

Once the two had stopped, Jungkook avoided eye contact with you before meeting your eyes, frozen in place. If the two of you were having a staring contest, it would be down to a tie as neither one of you averted your gaze nor seemed to blink in that minute.

"Hi," was all he could manage to muster out.

You nodded in response, making a point to look everywhere else but back at him. The tension could be felt a mile away and the only thing that was holding you together was the fact that you had one other class, which was relatively short.

"Hello! Earth to Jungkook and Y/N!" Chaeyeon cleared her throat, attempting to break the awkwardness, which was even more evident once she spoke up.

"Were you about to say something, Y/N?" she asked, Jungkook's arm placed firmly around her waist, which you couldn't help noticing.

"I… was just going to say that… I'm really happy that my two friends are together. In fact, I'm so happy that I'll give you too some space to enjoy each other's company," and with that, you power walked away with little hesitation, trying your best not to drop to the ground and scream.

It was one thing to find out that Jungkook had a girlfriend, but for it to be Chaeyeon? How long did they plan to keep you in the dark? None of that mattered as you tried to get on with the rest of your day.

Two days passed and you were back in photography class, continuing working on the project with Mingyu. You tried your best to listen to what he was saying, but your mind was still stuck on seeing your best friends together after hiding their relationship from you for almost a month.

"Y/N, are you listening?" Mingyu asked.

"What? Oh, sorry! I just have a lot on my mind," you said.

Mingyu sighed, looking at you with concern.

"How about we go get some coffee? I could really use a boost," he suggested.

"That would be great!" you perked up, thinking about the smell of pastries and coffee beans, paired with the open atmosphere.

Bora allowed the students to either stay in the classroom or find a spot on campus to work together on the project. Luckily for the both of you, you had a little over half an hour to discuss ideas but a change in scenery was something you needed.

The walk to the next building over was a breeze as the familiar scent of a chocolate loaf filled your nose. Mingyu asked what you wanted and you replied with "caramel macchiato", as he waited in line.

There weren't too many people in the campus café, but from what you could tell the other students inside were completing classwork. Just being inside was soothing, as you spent much of last semester here.

You sat at the table nearest to the windows, watching as Mingyu grabbed two straws and brought both of your drinks back. He sat across from you as you both sipped your coffees.

He had gotten a mocha and seemed to enjoy it by how quickly he was drinking it. Other than that, you were going through your phone when he sparked up a conversation.

"I was going to ask you on the first day, but what year are you in?" Mingyu wondered.

"I'm a freshman! I haven't declared a major yet, but I hope to find something that piques my interest," you replied.

"Cool! I'm a sophomore and if you couldn't tell by how familiar I am with Bora, I'm a photography major,” Mingyu chuckled.

"How did you become interested in photography?" you asked.

"For most of my life, I was dedicated to sports. I played soccer from the time I could walk until I got injured in high school," Mingyu recalled.

"I'm sorry to hear that," you said.

"Don’t be. It made me realize other things in life could make me feel happy," he continued.

"I became passionate about photography after my aunt came back from a trip to South America: all the different animals and sites she saw, made me want to learn more."

"That must have been amazing!" you exclaimed.

Mingyu shook his head in agreement.

"Is there anything in particular you like capturing the most?" you asked.

"I love taking pictures of sunsets. I think they have the best vantage points." Mingyu responded.

That's when it hit you: sunsets… reminiscing about spending summer breaks with Jungkook. Going to the beach and looking at the light hit the ocean waves. It brought back fond memories, which were now tinged in sadness as you pretty much lost the greatest person you had known.

The tears start to blur your vision when Mingyu stops what he's doing to make sure you're okay.

"Oh no! Y/N, what's wrong?" he asked.

You didn't want to tell him, since you thought it would be stupid talk about how you were crying over a boy you never dated to a guy you barely knew.

Mingyu got up and grabbed some napkins nearby and handed them to you. You wiped the corners of your eyes before you regained your composure.

Talking to him gave you a sense of relief, almost like he represented something that's been lacking in your life. He was easy-going and made you feel comfortable being around you.

"Come on! Let's get back to class!" Mingyu smiled, leading the way out of the café.

Several weeks passed and you became closer to Mingyu than ever. You would hang out at his place, the park, and the movies. He was the closest thing you had to a best friend nowadays, but history repeated itself as you started developing feelings for him.

It all came to a head last week, when he ordered pizza for the both of you while you hung out. You bit into a slice, causing a bit of the cheese to stick to the corner of your mouth. Being the gentleman he is, he wiped it off for you but let his thumb linger near your cheek.

You were doomed! You've just started getting close to Mingyu and the thought of him rejecting you and possibly not wanting to be friends was something that you didn't want to happen.

Mingyu was a genuinely nice guy and you could tell how attentive he was in terms of remembering stuff about you. When you mentioned liking Skittles, he bought a special Valentine's Day pack. Then, there was the time you mentioned getting cold in biology class and he brought an extra sweater.

If it wasn’t for the fact you had a history of falling for people that showed you any form of decency, one might think he had a crush on you, but the only way for you to know this is by telling him how you feel.

You both were sitting in the drive-thru line at a small, family-owned fast food restaurant when Mingyu stared at a couple that was passing by.

"Y/N, do you believe in soul mates?" he pondered.

"Well, Gyu… to be honest, I did, but not so much anymore," you responded.

"Oh, really? How come?" he further asked.

You didn't expect to be asked a question like that right before you were consumed with grease and fat, but now felt like the time to open up to him.

"There was this guy, Jungkook, we've known each other since we were little kids and I had a crush on him," you began.

"I told him how I felt over the break, but he said he had a girlfriend… who is also our friend."

Mingyu could tell it still made you feel sad, but he wanted to be there for support. That's another reason why you liked him: he was always there.

"Was that why you were crying when we first started working on the project?" he asked.

You simply nodded your head and watched along as he got the food from the window and carefully drove off.

"I'm feeling… better now, especially with you caring," you smiled shyly.

"Of course I care, Y/N. You're my friend and I hate seeing you sad," Mingyu rubbed the small of your back, while you reassured him that you were fine.

"Actually, I really like you alot,"

Your eyes lit up when you heard that. The guy who single handedly became the constant presence in your life that you needed for a short period of time, the one who always checked up on you, returned your feelings.

"That's a good thing, Kim because I like you a lot, too," leaving you both facing each other at a red light.

Your faces, only mere inches apart, soon molded as you leaned in for a kiss.

It felt as if you two were the only people in the world at the moment. You were lost in each other's presence, not even worried about the food that much anymore.

Mingyu brought his hand up to deepen the kiss when, unbeknownst to either of you, the light turned green and the car behind honked their horn.

"How about we hold off on kissing at a traffic stop for now?" you giggled.

"For sure," Mingyu laughed.

The past three weeks with Mingyu have been amazing. You completed the project by taking a photo of the Moon during a night outing to the beach. He considers it your first official date after the confession and you couldn’t have picked a better place.

Now, you both were coming to campus on a Friday night which was a game night/pajama party organized by student affairs. It was sure to be an eventful night, with Mingyu wearing a SpongeBob onesie and you wearing a Minions one.

There was an intense game of Twister between him, his friend Joshua, and one of the residential advisors when a hand tapped on your shoulder. You turned around to be greeted by Jungkook's face.

"Hey, Y/N. Can I talk to you for a second?" he asked, looking down at the ground like he was nervous or embarrassed.

"Sure."

The two of you stood in the corner when he decided to try and start a conversation with you. Something about his entire demeanor felt anxious, almost as if he was anticipating the worst.

"So, it's been a while," Jungkook blurted out.

"Why didn't you tell me?" you asked, getting straight to the point, since you knew he was going to mention the circumstances of your last encounter.

"What?" he responded obviously.

"You know what. You could've just been up front about you and Chae seeing each other. I likely wouldn't have cared, rather than seeing two people I thought were my friends keeping secrets." you folded your arms, not even bothering to look at him.

"I-I know, I just didn't know how'd you react? I know you two butt heads at times, but I didn't think we'd stop talking because of it," Jungkook sighed.

"For fuck's sake, JK that's not the point! The point is, why do you suddenly feel so remorseful about something that could have been resolved by simple communication?" your voice began to raise a little bit out of frustration, but only enough to where everyone else continued their activities.

"I didn't want to ruin our friendship, there was nothing wrong with what we already had." Jungkook said.

"Yeah, there was nothing wrong with what we had, but you hurt me. I didn't care if you didn't like me back, but do not tell me that you're dating my friend… that's low," you shook your head.

"We all hung out together, so there could have been a time where you both could have just flat out said it."

You tried your best not to escalate the situation further, but it was taking everything in you to not give him a piece of your mind. It took one deep breath, but you were somewhat calm.

"I'm sorry, Y/N. I do care about you and even though it's not romantic, I still want to be your friend." Jungkook sighed, rubbing the temples of his forehead.

"Listen… Jungkook, we've grown up together, you were the one person that understood who I was and we spent some of the best times of our lives together," you started, closing your eyes before continuing.

"But right now, we're in two different worlds. The past two months that we've been distant from each other, I met the most important person in my life right now and I'm very happy about that." you nod, with a small smile.

"You mean a lot to me, but I've outgrown that part of my life where I'm just waiting around for someone. Goodbye, Jungkook."

With that, you walked back to the circle in the middle of the room watching your boyfriend fall to the ground in a fit of laughter. You pulled Mingyu off the ground, earning a big bear hug from him.

In the corner of your eyes, you could see Jungkook standing off to the side watching as Mingyu held you in his arms. Wounds take time to heal, but for now, you were focused on what was straight ahead.

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[taliaaurora]

You Look Happier - Kelly Severide

Warning: none.

Summary: Being a member of Firehouse 51 meant you were also invited to Kelly's wedding. You didn't imagine seeing your ex-boyfriend walk out of the while with someone else would break you that bad.

Word Count: 558.

A/N: I'm sorry for being distant from Tumblr and not posting anything in the last couple of months. This last semester at uni was a living hell, I hope i can write more now that I have more free time. I hope you enjoy this, I ❤ u!

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“You look happier.” You confessed, walking up to Kelly before taking a seat next to him at the bar. You knew that the music playing in the background was not loud enough to hide the sadness in your voice. He knew you like the back of his own hand, so you couldn't help but feel a little ashamed by the comment you just made.

"That's because I am." He flashed you a half smile. "I am happier." You couldn't say it didn't hurt you a bit when he confirmed that. You met his smile and stared at him for a while, rearranging the thoughts in your head. You wished it was you. You wished you were the girl that just walked out of the aisle with her arm looped around Kelly's.

"I'm happy for you. Really, I am." You nodded your head, gently squeezing his arm. "I am sorry that things didn't work out between us. But…seeing you here with that big smile on your face made my heart fill with joy. I always wanted you to be happy, Kelly. Even if that means I have to see you getting married to someone else."

Kelly stared at you for a while, not knowing what to say. He could see you were telling him the truth, you really were happy for him, but the look in your eyes told him something else. He could see right through you. You were hurting.

“I heard you’re leaving 51.” He changed the subject, taking a sip from his drink as he looked away. Deep down there was this odd feeling as if he was suddenly doubting the decision he made just an hour ago. He felt that if he kept looking into your eyes for too long he might regret getting married to the person that could've been you. Sometimes he looks at you and asks himself where did it all go wrong.

“Yeah, I'm leaving 51.” You quickly nodded your head, whipping off the tears that were forming in your eyes. “I need a fresh start, you know? I think spending some time away from Chicago might do some good.”

“Away from Chicago or away from me?” Kelly mumbled, his question felt more like a statement. Before you could answer, he shook his head and flashed you a smile. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. I think you should do whatever makes you feel better. If staying away from Chicago for a while is the solution, then go for it. I’ll be here for you when you come back.” He gently squeezed your shoulder as his own eyes started to water.

You nodded your head and pressed your lips together, holding back a sob. There was no point in holding back the tears, they were already running down your face as you quietly stood up and grabbed your purse.

Looking back at the party, you saw all of your friends smiling and having fun. Herrmann saw you standing there and quickly made his way toward you, noticing the fresh tears in your eyes. Without saying a word, he grabbed you by the hand and dragged you to the center of the room where all of your friends were drinking and dancing. Everyone from 51 was there, having the time of their life. They would hate you for not saying goodbye.

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[neteyamsoare]

Comfort.

༉‧₊˚. Featuring. Lo’ak Sully x Tsireya.

༉‧₊˚. Anonymous Request. oh ok!! i read over the request rules and am ready to send one now! could u write some fluffy hurt/comfort with tsireya and lo’ak, but where tsireya is the one who is upset and lo’ak is the comforting one? i just think this would be so sweet because tsireya is so pure and sweet and it breaks my heart when she cries in the movie. i also think lo’ak would be good in this situation cause even if he’s awkward he has sisters haha. a specific scene that comes to mind is when lo’ak looks at her and she’s crying while the rest of the clan wants to go to war for the tulkun and it just makes me think about how all this violence is super new for her and how someone who has such a big heart like her must’ve been so sad over the death of the tulkun :( but it doesn’t have to be for this scenario of course, i was just saying where my idea for the request came from!!

༉‧₊˚. Summary. Lo’ak comforts Tsireya as she suffers the loss of her mother’s spirit sister.

༉‧₊˚. General Tags. Angst and hurt with comfort.

༉‧₊˚. Content Warnings. Aged up! Lo'ak & Tsireya, mentions of war, mention of dead Tulkun and her baby, crying, and a fluff ending.

༉‧₊˚. Word Count. 620.

༉‧₊˚. Index. Tulkun — [is a large, intelligent marine species native to the oceans of Pandora].

༉‧₊˚. Notes. Anon, I’m sorry I took long with your request but I hope you’re still here to read it, I hope I did justice on this and I hope you liked it.

༉‧₊˚. Extra. Comments, likes, and reblogs are highly appreciated but not pressured. 🤍

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Nothing hurt Lo'ak more than to see Tsireya crying while everyone else talked about whether to go to war or not. His gaze lingered on her, wanting to go over to her but as soon as he moved his feet in her direction, the meeting was over and people started leaving. Tsireya took that as her moment to run away from the crowd and he followed after her. 

 “Tsireya wait-,” he calls out for her but she doesn’t stop, he doesn’t give up and continues to follow her. They ran for a couple of minutes not caring about the wandering looks as they passed by. Tsireya slowed down after she reached the secluded part of the beach no one but she knew and it soon became their spot to sneak off to. 

“Tsireya…,” he softly spoke as she slowly sat and let out a sob she held in and Lo’ak heart broke at the sound, at the way she looked so defeated, so scared of what was to come. Lo’ak moves toward her and sits down next to her immediately pulling her into his embrace not saying anything just holding her tight. 

He knew what to do when it came to comfort, he had done it before with his sisters whenever they were sad so he knew what to do but he added a few things to it, he drew shapes softly at the lower of her back as he let her cry it out, waiting patiently for she to talk. “Th… They killed my mother’s spirit sister… and her baby…” she forced out between sobs and Lo’ak brows furrowed together at the cruelty sky people had, he hated how they had no respect for the planet and the beautiful creatures that were a part of it. 

“How can someone be so cruel to kill not only the mom… but her baby who just was born? They didn’t ask for this,” Tsireya sobbed more as Lo’ak contemplated what to say. “What if they come here?” Tsireya lifts her head off of his chest to look up at him, he breaks more at the sight of her puffy eyes and the tears that left a trail on her beautiful face, he cursed to himself never wanting to see such a beautiful girl like her cry, wanting to take away the pain as long as she stays happy. 

“What if they don’t stop there? What if they come here? What if they hurt my family, what if they hurt me…” Tears left her eye as she asked these questions that sounded jumbled as she got emotional even more, Lo’ak raises to wipe away the tears, she brings her hand to his removing it from her face and wrapping her entire hand onto his pinky as she looked into his eyes. “What if they hurt you?” As more tears glistened in her eyes, Lo’ak wrapped his other hand over hers, rubbing it softly.

“Hey, I won’t allow anything or anyone to hurt you, they would have to go through me first,” he smiles a bit trying to get a smile on her face but no luck. “Everything’s going to be okay,” he coos softly as he goes back to drawing shapes on her back. “How’d you know?” She questions softly and he just smiles, “Because you got me protecting you and I’ll do anything to make sure you’re safe, and if they do come, I promise you they won’t win, I mean look at me, I’m strong enough to take them down,” he flexes his muscles with a smirk on his face and all Tsireya can do is laugh but deep down she couldn’t be happier that she found someone amazing like him.

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[harunade]

hi maii ! i'm not sure if you're comfortable with writing yujin, but i just wanted to ask if i could request a yujin x chubby reader? also, can i be 💌 anon? thank uu <3

sure welcome baby!

yujin with his first gf who just happens to be chubby.. he’s really shy and awkward at first and it makes you think he doesn’t view you as beautiful because of your weight. but it’s really the opposite!! yujin think you’re abdol stunning but he’s too embarrassed to show it.

you eventually get upset with it. “yujinie, be honest do you think i’m ugly?” your eyes would be blurry with tears as you asked the question that had been on your mind for so long. the two of you were having a lunch date, eating your lunches together at the cafeteria as you would daily. he chocked on his apple at your question. “what? why would you think that?” he titled his head in curiosity and in that moment you hated him for being so cute. “well.. you never hug me like all the other couple do. is it because im chubby?” at this point tears were rolling down your cheeks and panic appeared on yujin’s face. “w-what.. no- no y/n!” he got up and instantly hugged you, making you feel his rapid heartbeat.

when you finally calmed down, yujin took it as an opportunity to say what’s been on his mind. “well y/n… truth is that you’re my first girlfriend. i think you’re really beautiful but i was too shy to tell you. i think you’re pretty just the way you are. look, i even wrote you this” he played with his fingers before pulling put a letter from his backpack. it had a “yn💗” written on the front with messy hearts drawn around it. you gasped when you opened it and found around 1000 words written in black ink. it was a love letter for u!!

“i love you yujin!” you exclaimed as you got done reading. “i love you more pretty” he smiled shily as he reached his hand out to you and you grabbed it happily.

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[theautisticfroglord]

From The Moment We Met

pairing - yami x william (high school au)

fic type - fluff mixed with angst

warnings - bullying mention, slight cliche, lots of kissing

notes - this is my longest fic ever at over 2000 words! Anyways @kray-dragon hey pookie

William Vangeance is a junior at the high school he goes to. He does well in his classes, but there’s an issue. It’s hard for William to make friends because of his scars. This has led to him distancing from his classmates. He’s sad that he has to do this, but it seems to be the only thing he can do.

William has been bullied and isolated for his scars as well, causing him to be shy, and not able to socialize very well. He’s neither had a partner before, nor a crush. William also hasn’t had very many friends.

One day, he’s walking to his class as usual. Suddenly, he bumps into someone. William drops his books and he scrambles at the ground, picking them up. When he manages to pick up the books he dropped, he finally looks up at the tall person he bumped into. It’s Yami Sukehiro, a classmate of his. Yami also does well in his classes, but he isn’t the best.

“Heh, watch where you’re going,” Yami chuckles lightheartedly as William tenses up, feeling nervous. He isn’t used to having people talk to him like this, so he thinks he’s upset at him.

“O-Of course, please forgive me,” William stammers, walking past him. Yami looks back at him, wanting to ask him questions about him, like why he has those scars. He feels strangely intrigued by him. He’ll have to ask another time.

A couple days later, William still hasn’t forgotten about what happened. He felt butterflies in his stomach when he saw the stranger who he bumped into. He knows it’s not just anxiety, but he doesn’t completely know what else that feeling could have been.

As he walks through the hallway, he begins spacing out again as he still thinks about the incident. Then, he bumps into that same stranger as before. He falls to the ground this time, scrambling to pick up his books again.

“I-I’m sorry, I-” William starts, but then something unexpected happens. The person begins picking up his books for him. He looks at him, finally seeing his face clearly. William doesn’t notice that he’s blushing as that same feeling starts to rush through him again.

“Here you go, you’re really clumsy, huh?” Yami gives William his books.

“Also, it’s alright, I can tell you’re not doing this on purpose,” he laughs as William is still flustered, and he notices. Yami starts to feel butterflies in his stomach, as well. He’s had a couple of crushes before, but none of them were also men, so he wonders why he feels this way. William starts to walk off, again.

“Hey, wait, what’s your name?” Yami stops William. He pauses for a few moments.

“U-Um, it’s William Vangeance, and what’s yours?” he answers, looking back at him shyly.

“The name’s Yami Sukehiro, it's nice to meet you,” Yami chuckles before walking off in the opposite direction. William hurries off to his class. He wonders why he feels this type of nervousness only around Yami. He doesn’t feel this way around other classmates of his. Then, the next day, it finally comes to him. He’s in love.

William thinks he doesn’t have a chance with Yami, though. He just met him, and he also thinks that he’ll get pushed away by him for liking him while also being a man. William lays in his bed, crying into his pillow while thinking about Yami.

He hates this new feeling of love and desperation, but at the same time it feels right. In his spare time, he writes about his love for him. He puts all his feelings on paper because it’s the only way he feels he can express his love and sorrow.

Yami is in the hallway, at his locker, when William walks by him. He doesn’t notice Yami surprisingly. But, Yami sees him, and feels tempted to talk to him. He doesn’t want to scare him, though, so he just continues standing there.

Then, he sees a piece of paper fall out of William’s backpack, and he picks it up. Yami doesn’t manage to get himself to tell William that he dropped something, so he keeps the paper.

Yami feels as if he doesn’t have a chance with William, because he’s really isolated from everybody else. Yami assumes that William doesn’t like talking to people, and he won’t like him socializing with him. He feels like he needs to be with him.

Yami hasn’t had a crush in a long time, and he’s never had a crush on another man before, so he feels as if William would think he’s weird for feeling romantic towards him. Yami and William feel the same way about each other, and neither of them know, yet.

Yami finally has time to look at the paper that William dropped out of curiosity, assuming it’s just homework, or a study guide. He unfolds the paper, and it’s all writing.

As Yami reads through the paper, he blushes in surprise. The writing is about William’s love for him. He wonders if it’s somebody else, but then he sees a sentence that confirms that this writing is about him.

“Yami Sukehiro, I hope that just maybe, one day, you’ll love me in the same way I love you.” The paper ends with that sentence. Yami reads it through again, unable to believe that William loves him back. He ponders, hoping that this isn’t a trick, that he truly feels the same way that he does. The words replay through his head over and over.

The next day, William is walking through the hallway, not knowing that one of his personal writings fell out of his backpack yesterday. Yami walks by as well, feeling tempted to ask William about the paper, but he worries that he will be scared of him for finding out about his feelings.

“Uh… so, how’s it been going?” Yami asks, nervous and trying to make small talk.

“It’s been alright, I guess… and you?” William asks back, flustered that Yami is casually talking to him.

“I’ve been doing alright… say, do you want to get lunch together this weekend?” Yami proposes, trying not to seem flustered by him, which he is.

“S-Sure!” William answers with a soft smile, feeling overjoyed about how he’s being so friendly with him, but at the same time, he’s also nervous, wondering if he actually wants to be friends. Later that evening, they both are excited to go out tomorrow.

The next morning, William gets into a casual outfit to go out. Once he’s ready, he makes his way to the restaurant Yami proposed to go to. Once he’s there, he waits by the entrance, wondering when Yami will be there. William starts to worry after a little bit, wondering if he stood him up, if he forgot. Then, a familiar voice interrupts his thoughts.

“Hey, sorry I’m late,” Yami sighs, walking up to him. William blushes at his presence. They both go into the diner together and get some food. Then, they go to a table together. Yami plans on asking William a few questions.

“If you don’t mind, how did you get those scars?” he asks, hoping not to make him too nervous.

“W-Well… I was born with these… I’ve been isolated because of them,” William mumbles, trying not to look at him as he worries that Yami doesn’t like him because of them.

“They’re really interesting to look at,” Yami sighs before looking away from him, hiding his embarrassment at what he just said. He worries that William is starting to catch on. As for William, he feels slightly flustered because he’s never been complimented for his scars before. He starts to fidget with his hands. After a few moments, Yami breaks the silence.

“Also… I have something to ask you,” Yami starts, his heart pounding in his chest, completely nervous about what he’s about to tell William.

“I saw a piece of paper fall out of your bag, and I couldn’t get you to come back and get it, so I kept it… I saw some things on that paper, well… I’ll just show you,” Yami explains before taking the folded-up piece of writing out of his pocket. He unfolds it and slides it over to William.

His heart drops as he recognizes the writing. He wonders how Yami got ahold of it. William’s face turns a deep shade of red as he stands up, unable to speak. He runs into the bathroom in a panic.

Yami feels remorseful that he embarrassed him like that, not realizing that he would react in that way. He walks into the bathroom, as well, hoping to talk to him. Yami hears crying from an empty stall, so he peeks in and sees William sitting on the floor, his knees tucked to his chest. He doesn’t notice Yami in the stall with him.

“Hey, I-I’m sorry I did that, I wasn’t finished with what I was saying,” Yami sighs, as William jumps at the sound of his voice.

“I’m such a freak… I’m so sorry you had to see that, please don’t hurt me…” William quietly sobs remorsefully, thinking that Yami hates him now. Suddenly, he feels Yami softly petting his blond hair. He looks up at him with tear stains on his face. Yami sighs, noticing how he’s still so beautiful, even when he’s a mess.

“I love you, too… why would I hurt you? You’ve done nothing wrong,” Yami admits, holding his hand and noticing how it fits in his perfectly. Then, to his surprise, William pulls him in and kisses him. After a moment, he slightly panics, realizing what he did, and begins to pull away for a second. Then, before he can, Yami kisses him back.

William didn’t expect his first kiss to happen anytime soon, much less on the floor of a bathroom stall in a diner. Yami didn't expect this outcome, either, but neither of them are complaining.

He leans into him more, wrapping his arm around him. William is very flustered by how he's finally getting affection from someone. Yami helps William up off the floor as he continues to kiss him. He notices how he's surprisingly light, so he picks him up in his arms.

William gasps into the kiss as he feels himself getting lifted off the ground. Yami takes a break from the kiss for a moment.

“How's this for a date?” Yami laughs, continuing to hold him. William could hardly get a word out because of how flustered he is. He starts kissing him again as he wraps his arms around him tighter. After a few minutes, Yami finally lets go of him.

“T-That was… nice…” William pants, still trying to catch his breath.

“How about… We go out again sometime…” Yami chuckles breathlessly. William nods in response. They walk out together, holding hands.

A couple days later, William is walking through the halls again when he suddenly feels someone grab his hand. He turns around to see it's Yami.

“Hey, Goldie,” Yami chuckles, pulling him close.

“G-Goldie?” William chuckles, slightly confused.

“Just a nickname I gave you,” Yami smiles, kissing him on the forehead. William is still flustered by affection, so he blushes whenever he’s held. Yami adores this, and holds him often because of it.

“Y-You know… I have more papers that… say how much I love you, do you want to read them later?” William asks, looking up at him lovingly.

“Of course,” Yami sighs, placing a hand on his cheek. William notices the look in Yami's amber eyes, comforted by how loving he is towards him. He's never had this before, and he's thankful. After a few moments, William pulls away from his chest, and walks to class again.

Later that day, William is at the same diner, waiting for Yami to arrive. Once he does, he walks over and hugs him.

“Hey Goldie, do you have those papers so we can read them together?” Yami asks.

“Yes, let's go into the bathroom to read them, though, I'm a little embarrassed of other people seeing them,” William chuckles, blushing a little. They go back into the bathroom together, and sit in the corner.

As they read through the letters together, Yami is blushing at how affectionate they are. William is blushing in slight embarrassment, but also with happiness at his love for him being shared. He leans against his shoulder, sweetly looking up at him.

After Yami is done reading the last page, he kisses William again. He holds his hand, rubbing it comfortingly. Yami begins to show his soft side to William. He cups his face in his hands as he holds him in his lap. After a few moments, he pulls away from the kiss.

“I love you so much, Goldie,” Yami whispers before letting him off his lap.

“I love you too,” William sighs, putting the pages back into his backpack. They both stand up and walk out of the diner, holding hands once again.

“So, this can be our meeting place?” William chuckles.

“That sounds good, I'll see you at school tomorrow,” Yami laughs, walking off. William has finally found a partner, and someone who makes his days better.

#black clover #anime #cute #william vangeance #yami sukehiro #yamiwill #yami x william #manga #my writing #gay #high school au #black clover fanfiction

[softtcurse]

Can u please write something where josie bf or gf meets urban. Please and thank you.

Looking in a mirror

“Are you sure he’s not going to hate me?”

Josie rolled her eyes playfully. Her concentration in painting her nails was direct. Her phone by her side on the bed on speaker. It was late, everyone else was asleep, and seeing as it was the weekend Josie didn’t have to worry about any plans the next day.

“My dad is like the nicest person ever, he’s not going to hate you” Josie responded, with a look at her vanity where a picture of a 3 year old her and Urban smiling brightly at the camera was pinned on her mirror.

“Hmmm well I trust you, should I wear anything in particular?”

“No babe it’s just a dinner” The 18 year old girl laughed. “He knows about you but he just hasn’t seen you. Trust me he likes you already, my mom too. She’s very happy about me meeting someone, especially with college in hands reaching. She thinks it’s good for me to have someone”

“Alright well, I guess I’ll start meditating tonight and praying the whole Wyatt family doesn’t hate me”

“Faye shush!” Josie scolded her girlfriend.

///

“When is it time to eat?” Leo muttered, his mouth salivating at the meal his mother had prepared. His favorite, chicken parmesan over a bed of spaghetti noodles. The sauce home made and the paring salad looking just as good. The garlic bread baking in the oven.

“Whenever Josie gets here with her friend” You replied raising an eyebrow at your complaining son. His twin sitting next to him, his ear buds in his ears and watching a movie on his phone.

“You mean her boyfriend ” Luca laughed.

“Hey hush, your dad is still processing all of it” You smiled and nodded your head towards your husband. Who was sipping on his beer. Looking spaced out.

“Hey mr. zoning out, you okay?” You asked Urban. Turning off the oven and letting the bread finish baking in its own heat.

“Yeah babe sorry, just nervous” He admits to you. You felt the same was as him. However Josie was always talking about this person, she talked about how happy she had been the past month, and the reason she didn’t bring them around sooner was because they were anxious and you completely understood that. You also trusted your daughter’s judgment, and you knew she wouldn’t be talking to someone that didn’t treat her right.

“I get it…” You walked over to him and wrapped your arms around his waist. His chin placed on the top of your head. “But she’s happy, that’s all we ever wanted”

“I know, she’s just growing up so fast, when she was little she always told me she would never grow up, she lied to me” He joked.

You punched his side and pecked his lips laughing. “She’ll always be our little girl, we did a good job raising her. And them” You pointed out your twins, who were nothing but gentlemen. Equally as successful in activities they persuade and already had soccer scholarships lines up at just the young age of 16.

The opened and you heard a couple of voices.

Urban straightened out, ready to size whoever walked through the kitchen up. Your twins immediately left everything they were doing to turn to the entrance of the kitchen.

In walked Josie, and then walked in a girl next to her. curly black hair, no taller than 5’2, and freckles splattered all over her cheeks.

“Oh my god” Luca’s eyes widened.

“Yeah” Leo whispered.

“Hello!” You greeted happily. Your hands clapping. “It’s so nice to meet you baby, finally!” You said. Motioning her to step forward. She looked at you shyly and stepped closer.

“I-it’s so nice to meet you too Mrs. Wyatt, Mr. Wyatt”

“You too” Urban said unfazed by the shock factor in the room, if his daughter liked women, so what? “Josie has told us so much about you” He smiled at her. “My wife made us some dinner, I promise I won’t question you” Urban lifted his arms up. Earning a laugh from Faye and Josie. The twins shrugging and just ready to eat.

“So tell us more about yourself while I get our plates ready” You asked her. She seemed a little bit more relaxed.

You served everyone’s food. You learned so much about Faye. She was 18, going to the same college Josie was. Her family was originally from Columbia but they migrated to the United States when Faye’s mother was just 7 months pregnant with her. Very smart girl and studying to get a degree in paralegal studies.

Urban watched how happy Josie looked, and how much Faye got along with the twins (who were very protective over their older sister). He couldn’t be happier for her, underneath the table he took your hand in his, and squeezed your hand. Remembering when the both of you were younger with no kids and no responsibilities, young and infatuated with eachother. Just like Josie and Faye. It was like looking in a mirror.

#jack harlow fic #jack harlow imagine #jack harlow #urban wyatt #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow x y/n #jack harlow x you #jackman thomas harlow #jack harlow drabble #jack harlow fanfic #urban wyatt blurb #urban wyatt insta au #urban wyatt x you #urban wyatt imagine #urban wyatt concept #urban wyatt fic #urban wyatt x reader

[babydaddyleorio]

hi love!!! how are you? i hope ur doing well :) I was wondering if you would mind writing something about nash from knb with a s/o that’s very maddy perez? i’m not sure if you’ve seen euphoria, if u haven’t then just lmk lol. but i hate the stereotype of y/n being out of touch, overly submissive and overall annoying, esp when the character they r written with tends to be more dominant. what do u think?? hugs & kisses !!❤️❤️

Never seen euphoria before, but I think I can gauge her character from what I know. Also, this would literally be Nash’s type lmao

Nash loves it when you bite back. Either when you’re on social media checking someone or in public loudly radiating bde with an rbf. You have no problem defending yourself or letting others know you’re not the one, or the two.

On top of that, he likes when you check him. You have a slick mouth and a sharp tongue, all of which Nash is fond of. He loves when you speak your mind, and each time you put him in his place, he finds himself staring at you with a dopey grin. 

“What are you doing?”  You ask Nash once you realize he’s not paying attention, to which he cornily responds with “falling in love all over again”.

You immediately roll your eyes and mush him away with your hand.

Loves your makeup and how bold it can be. Actually, your style was what pulled him in the first place. He did a double-take the minute you walked past him and he quickly ran after you to ask for your number.

You rejected him with a smile, of course. Which left Nash shocked, but also deepened his attraction to you even more. He was whipped from that second on— you just got it like that.

Also, your confidence is sexy as hell. The way you can easily make head turns with your demeanor alone is powerful. People literally break their necks to look at you, Nash being one of them.

You’re the pretty NBA wife type. Always sitting courtside with your shades on, the hottest outfit, and hands clapping as Nash makes a shot. The paparazzi love you, to put it simply. 

Nash pays for all your hair appointments, nail appointments, and many shopping endeavors. You didn’t get with Nash because he had money, though that did play a significant role in whether or not you were going to give him your attention, but the fact he could provide for you with no questions asked makes you smirk in triumph. You’re truly spoiled with Nash snugly wrapped around your finger.

Though you can thrive without them, you tend to always be surrounded by friends or people in general. Your extroverted nature makes Nash very happy to have you alongside him, and you both quickly become the life of the party when you go out together.

You and Nash will be the couple that can’t get enough of each other. Pda and your intimacy are off the charts. The downside is that both of you tend to get jealous a lot of each other and can become petty really quickly.

Believe it or not, you can open up to Nash. He becomes very understanding about your feelings and will stop you dead in your tracks if he senses something made you upset.

Sometimes you don’t want to talk about all the things bothering you and will snap if he keeps pushing for a confession, but the second he pulls you firmly against his chest and kisses the top of your head, you oddly feel safe with him.

#kuroko no basket #kuroko’s basketball #kurokos basketball #knb #knb imagines #knb headcanons #knb x reader #knb nash gold jr #nash x reader #nash gold jr #nash gold jr x reader #nash gold x reader #nash gold jr. x reader #nash gold jr. #nash gold #kurokos basketball headcanons #kurokos basketball x reader #kuroko's basketball x reader #kuroko's basketball headcanons #kuroko's basketball imagines #maddy Perez #euphoria

[thricedead]

are u into svsss bcoz i've been meaning to ask someone who knows: what the fuck goes on in there question mark

I would not say I'm into it because it rests extremely low on my danmei rankings list, but I did read it (and own the oficial english TLs)...

Brief plot summary: Shen Yuan, a fan of male power fantasy xianxia webnovels reads a novel that it so intensely bad and insufferable it causes him to suffer a stroke (?) and die on the spot. He ends up isekaid into that very webnovel, reborn in the body of the protagonist's extremely bad tempered and violent shifu, Shen Qingqiu. At that point, the protagonist Luo Binghe is still a somewhat scatterbrained and puppy-eyed young teenager, but Shen Yuan/Qingqiu is aware that Luo Binghe will later end up a hardened and ruthless man who rises to power as emperor, kills his abuser (IN THIS CASE SHEN YUAN HIMSELF) and goes on to rape thousands of women and kill thousands of men. With the help of an inexplicable deus ex machina system of instructions, Shen Yuan realizes that he has to change the plot of the novel and raise Luo Binghe into a kinder man to evade his own death. He starts treating Luo Binghe with some basic human decency and gentleness, but this causes the boy to fall obsessively in love with him. Luo Binghe turning gay fucks up the novel hierarchy and throws the story off course, the characters exit stasis and the story begins evolving changed by Luo Binghe's ardent affection, and Shen Qingqiu's reluctant reciprocation once they reunite after Luo Binghe grows up. The plot itself and the background characters failed to be really original and intriguing compared to MXTX's following two works, so I'll skip through the majority of it unless you or anyone is REALLY interested in order to address the truly unsavory romance that really sullies my very beloved concept of "metafictional awareness alters the course of the story" that I wrote abt both academically and privately. Binghe/Qingqiu is a really grating relationship even for a reader like me who can stomach a lot in terms of unsavory BL, since Binghe has an extreme teacher/student kink and that sort of play (which I find mortifying as a victim of teacher SA I'll be real) extends thruout their encounters and well into their marriage, but I also hesitate to blame the older Qingqiu for this dynamic because he is more or less just constantly being assaulted and harassed and having sex acts he doesn't enjoy performed on him. Book 4, or the collection of extra side stories, is pretty much just Binghe assaulting Qingqiu in 1000 ways and it's supposed to be cute because Qingqiu doesn't hate it as much as before LOL. I would have been sick to my stomach reading it if MXTX's quality of writing at the time were not really poor and flowery in a way that reads as hilarious, one can only read about Binghe's meteorite-hard pillar of jade finding a hidden jewel within Qingqiu's hidden cavern so many times before becoming desentisized and just liveblogging it on tumblr for 3 likes.

Despite it all I don't regret giving this pillar of western danmei enjoyment a read because it offers a solid BG for critical analysis of MDZS and TGCF, novels which I enjoyed as leisurely reading significyntly more. "SVSSS is a parody" was uttered in its defense too many times to count, but I fail to see how that statement holds water considering it was (at least in western danmei circles) taken very nearly completely at face value, and considering that equally absurd and discomforting sexual power dynamics are very present in MDZS and TGCF. Looking at MXTX's entire opus its kind of insane how much of her pussy she put into putting that Enstars post thats like "if the younger person manipulates and abuses the older person in the couple, is it still a problematic age gap?" Into practical action LOL bizarre woman

#rape mention

[hannuhbee]

I love ur blurbs!

Very random request but could you do something where reader is at prom, and eddie wasn’t gonna go to prom but decided to anyways and reader was crying about something outside on the steps and Eddie sees reader and comforts them? inspired by the song prom queen by beach bunny.

(also reader is 18 so it’s not weird for eddie and reader)

hi thank u for reading and liking my stuff mwah. i’m writing this on my phone so there’s bound to be some mistakes. tried my best for gn!reader !!!

eddie was in a mood ever since you asked about prom. he was so excited to see you at first, jumping on you and pinning you down to his bed with his full weight.

once prom slipped out of your mouth, he sat up and didn’t look at you. it took him a while before he spoke.

“i was really hoping you weren’t going to ask me that.”

you were confused, he never showed any resentment to prom, though he did hate the school and the preps inside it. so it sort of made sense.

“it could be fun.” you mumble.

he scoffs. he rarely ever scoffed at you, and that made it hurt so much more. “what? seeing the jocks with their girlfriends all dolled up in fancy dresses? i’m sorry, but listening to shitty music doesn’t sound like fun.”

“what if i wanna get dolled up? i don’t like the music either but i’d deal with it because it’s prom, eds.”

eddie doesn’t look like he’ll budge. “i’ve already said i don’t want to go. it’s stupid. we could just stay here and smoke.”

“i don’t want to stay here and smoke. it’s my last year here.” the last sentence came out all wrong. he took it as you making fun of him.

“babe, i think… i need to be alone for a little bit.” the babe didn’t make any of it lighter, any easier to digest.

mouthing an “okay”, you got up, grabbed your stuff and left.

in case he was looking at you throw his window, you didn’t let any tears fall until you were out of view.

it hurt so much, but you decided it wouldn’t stop you. you’d dress up, go to prom, and enjoy the shit outta it. you didn’t need eddie to have fun.

eddie made stuff fun. he would’ve made prom more fun. he could’ve brought you a corsage, could’ve spun you around dramatically. you were the only one without a corsage, you looked out of place.

you sat through every slow song and watched every couple dance and kiss and be in love. it was cliche, you wished you could be cliche.

as a fast song came on and couples parted, you decided it was time to go. all your other friends were with their partners. it wasn’t fun anymore, not since the first five minutes.

walking out, the cold air whipped around you. it made you cry. a dumb reason, sure, but if eddie were there, he’d be able to make you warm.

“hi.” a voice spoke, all too familiar. you didn’t need to look up.

“why are you here if you hate prom so much?” it comes out a little meaner than you mean, but you don’t really care.

he sat down next to you on the steps, an arm wrapping around you. there’s that warmth. “guilt was eating me up. also i wanted to see you all dressed up.”

“eddie i- holy shit.”

eddie was in a suit. his hair looked like he had brushed it, it even more poofier than before. “i wanted to get all dolled up too. i could’ve been prom king, right?”

you were still crying, only reminded of it when eddie wiped tears away. “totally. you’re late, also.”

“i know. i still couldn’t stomach being in there with all those sweaty nerds.”

eddie would’ve been a sweaty nerd too, but he would’ve been yours.

“it wasn’t that fun without you.” you admit.

he laughs. “i know. that’s why i’m gonna make you your own prom.” he stands up and extends his hand, a rose in it. “a corsage for you.”

it’s a full rose, stem and all, dirt and roots still on the bottom. he must’ve ripped it from someone’s garden.

“why thank you, my liege.” you laugh softly.

he takes your hand and pulls you up, catching your waist. “our limo will take us to a very special, munson edition prom.”

you almost snorted from how much you laughed at that.

the limo in question was eddie’s van, that same old one that you kissed him for the first time in. he drove you to his house, where he had cleaned a spot out in his room to dance in and set up his speakers.

“no more shitty pop music, we’re listening to real music.” he popped in a cassette and turned up the music to an insane volume.

seek and destroy by metallica rang out into the whole trailer.

“let’s dance.” he yelled over the music, offering you his hand.

you half expected him to jump around and head-bang, but he started slow dancing. it was a strange song to slow dance to, but it was extremely eddie.

after nearly seven minutes of slow dancing to a metal song, it ended. eddie pulled away and looked you.

he spoke quietly. “i’m really sorry i fucked up prom.”

you could understand why he didn’t want to go. he’d hate it, all the jocks and preps and everyone else awful, all crowded into one room. “i understand. you didn’t fuck up prom. i’d go to a munson prom a thousand times over if it meant i’d get to be with you.”

the munson edition prom was all wrong, all weird, and all eddie. that’s all that really mattered.

#ask #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x reader fluff #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson

[hotsforharlow]

is this how to do a request? i have many i would love to see ur take on them i love ur writing.

so, you and jack are both celebs and have hooked up a couple times but not yet in a relationship so still private. ur in an interview and the interviewer is asking personal questions trying to get the tea. u can’t help the smile on ur face but she leaves it after a while with no definite confession. like a week later jack is being interviewed by the same interviewer and she also does the same to him and mentions her interview with u, he says a couple things but doesn’t let ur situation up fully. yous are enjoying the secrecy and confusion around yous.

AN: Hi, I hope this is what you wanted x

REQUESTS ARE CLOSED

You could count on one hand the amount of times you and Jack had hooked up; they were delicious moments and too far in between for you liking but there was nothing you could do. Both your lives were too busy and hectic right now for anything serious. And you had been fine with that at the beginning, but slowly things changed.You were unsure if it was the same for Jack so you kept it to yourself and continued playing the familiar game you both were good at. 

You stared down at his sleeping form and couldn’t help but enjoy waking up with him in the morning more than you should. Your fingers moved through his curls with a sweet smile before you reached for your phone and checked the time. A soft yawn escaped you with a blush moving down your cheeks and body as memories of last night came through your mind.You leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to his forehead before trying to quietly move from the bed. It was hard to leave him when he looked that adorable but you had an interview to do. After another look, you moved from the hotel room and tried to wake up.

Jack’s eyes fluttered open when he heard the door falling shut. His hand moved towards the spot you had just left whilst turning on his side. He rested on his back as he realised you were gone and his heart dropped. “Fuck.” He mumbled to himself; knowing he was in deep now and didn’t know what the best action was. He moved through the messages on his phone and hated how his heart skipped a beat when he saw yours. He really was down bad, wasn’t he?

~

“Thank you for coming today, Y/N.” The interviewer started and you smiled politely whilst making yourself comfortable on the seat and in front of the cameras. “Thank you for having me.” You hummed and subtly played with your fingers. “So, Y/N. Everyone wants to know. Are you still single?” You knew those questions were coming even though they annoyed you to no end.“Hmm, maybe..maybe not.” You winked at the camera and hoped your cheeks weren’t blushing in the slightest. “And what does that mean?” The interviewer tried to push for more information as you played coy. “Means I might have someone…or not.” You couldn’t help but tease and give nothing. “Hmm, we will come back around to that.” You only smirked at her with a raised eyebrow. 

As the interview went along, you couldn’t help but think about Jack every now and then and you wondered if he was up. “Okay, so before we go. I have to see if there’s more to your answer.” The interviewer began to babble some more. “Hmm? What was that again?” Your teasing nature didn’t leave you as you giggled and leaned back once more. 

“If you were single or not..can you say anything else?” The interewer wasn’t about to let this go. You shyly played with your fingers before looking up under your lashes. “I guess I can say there is someone…we’ll see how it goes.” You hummed; being more truthful than you had originally wanted. “Any clues?” The interviewer continued as it slowly came to an end.

“A rapper.” You smirked and winked at the camera before leaving the conversation like that. 

~

You hadn’t spoken to Jack much after that interview, but thankfully it was nothing personal and it was just his busy life and your own. You text a lot and they even became dirtier as did the calls when the days went by of not seeing each other, even when you were both in the same city. You hadn’t even realised he was about to work the same press you had just done.That was until you saw the YouTube video as you scrolled through at night.

“So, Jack..anyone in your life?” The same interviewer asked and you wondered if she ever got bored of it. “Oh, maybe..maybe..” He hummed with that smile of his that had you smiling, whilst watching it. You shook your head at his teasing nature. “Maybe?” The interviewer continued to push and you rolled your eyes whilst enjoying the video.“Hmm, there might be someone out there.” Jack repeated and distracted himself with the bottle of water. “Any clues?” The interviewer pressed. Jack cocked his head like an adorable puppy as you nervously nibbled on your thumb; wanting for his answer. “Hmm, she’s Y/H/C and famous.” He winked before leaning back into the chair; ending the interview.

You couldn’t help but blush as your curiosity got the better of you and you looked through the comments on the video.

Harlow’swhore Dude….is this really happening!!? 

Y/NNo1fan They are just teasing us..right? They play too much!!

Jackinthebox I think there might be something going on.

You giggled and blushed whilst continuing to read some comments before the doorbell had your attention. You paused with a confused look before moving from the couch. You tugged on your lilac, silk nightie for some modicity whilst moving to open the door. “Jack..” You softly exclaimed when you noticed him in the door. His curls wet from the rain as those bright blues stared at you. “Can I come in?” You could only stare for a moment before stepping to one side. “Oh, of course.” You shared a smile and watched him walk in like many times before, but somehow it felt different. 

You hadn’t turned your laptop around and his bright smile was enough to tell you he had found the video you had been watching. “Oh, what’s this?” He teasingly reached for it but you were quicker somehow and took it from his reach. “Nothing..” You hummed with a blush moving across your cheeks before you lent against the counter.“Are you okay?” You finally asked. You gave him a soft smile you hoped was comforting as he nodded his head. “I think things seem to be getting more serious.” Jack began to babble. A spot of silence moved past you both as you tried to figure out what he was saying. “I think so too..” You finally whispered back, chewing on your bottom lip.

“What do we do?” Jack asked and stepped closer; his fingers itching to touch you but he didn’t want to overstep. “I don’t know…maybe try something new..something more permanent.” You locked eyes on him as you stepped forward and your hands reached for him as a soft smile came over him. Jack found himself nodding as he leaned in for a soft, sweet kiss.

TMZ

Think we have finally found out the mystery with the two hottest stars in the city right now.

Jack Harlow was seen at Y/N’s apartment this evening - and see the pictures if you don’t believe us.

Harlow’swhore OMG!!! I knew it!!! God, they aren’t subtle…

Jackinthebox This is cute..they are adorable and now I need her in his music video or something, anything!

#jack harlow x reader #requests