#anyone who has their head down on their desk is immediately told to lift it. i legit spent the entire class trying to sleep and she walked-

[normsdaughter]

Yearning. [Pt. 1]

Implied Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley x Fem!Reader

Summary - Simon takes user for a walk. Gets a little grumpy.

Warnings - lil bit of angst I guess?, no relationship no smut just friends who think their crush is unrequited, suggestive towards the end

‘Looking up at him, taking in the side profile of his soft-looking, warm pink lips, you’re practically put into a trance, imagining how soft they’d really be.’

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You’re working on finishing up some paperwork for Captain Price, when your thoughts are interrupted by a rapping on your doorframe.

“Kid?” A gruff, British voice mumbles from your open door. Ghost, back from a mission. The mission that should’ve ended almost a week ago.

“Yes, sir?” You respond, spinning your desk chair around to face him.

“Fancy a walk, darl?”

“I’d love that.” You offer him a soft smile, slipping the finished paperwork into the palm of your hand. “Mind if we take a trip to the captains office?”

“Not at all.”

You walk, side by side, in comfortable silence towards Price’s office. Only one or two doors down, Simon halts, one finger sliding into one of your belt loops to stop you with him. Once your footsteps stop echoing, you can hear Price loudly grumbling and grunting, muttering noisily to himself.

“Kid, gi’me that.” Simon mutters, gesturing to the paperwork in your hand.

“What? Why?” You say, getting inexplicably defensive.

“He’s mad. He’ll snap at anyone when he’s mad.” Simon sighs, explaining it to you as if you’re a child.

“So?” You snap, furrowing your brow.

“I don’t want you to get fucking yelled at.”

“Oh.” You murmur, your eyes dropping to the ground. “ ‘m sorry.” You hand over the papers.

“Thank you.” He groans, like he’s tired of you. He’s not, though. He could never get tired of you. “Stay.” He instructs, turning away to step into Price’s office.

“What? Like a dog?” You say indignantly.

“Yes.” Simon says without a moment of thought. You frown at him again, even once he shuts the door of your captains office.

You hear the muffled voices of their discussion.

“The kid had me bring these into you, captain.” Simon says, in his typical, gruff, Simon-y voice.

“She has you doing chores for her, lieutenant?” You can practically hear the raised eyebrow in Captain Price’s tone. “I told you, Riley. You’re damn whipped.”

Simon exhales so loud that you can hear it from outside the room, followed by the captain dropping the stack of papers onto his desk.

“You’re dismissed, lieutenant.”

He doesn’t respond, instead immediately walking back out to you.

“I stayed.” You smile. “Like a dog.”

This draws a chuckle from Simon, as he steps closer and ruffles your hair like he’s patting a dog. “who’s a good girl?” He says, completely deadpan. Quickly, he realises his words, but you don’t seem to have a reaction, other than giggling.

So you keep walking, him leading the way, occasionally looking back to check that you’re still close.

Eventually you round a corner, pushing open the doors that let you out into the fresh and chilly night air. Simon leans back against the wall as soon as the two of you step out of the door, his arm slinking around your waist to stop you from moving ahead. He pushes you back against the wall, forcing you to stand beside him.

Shifting to face him, you raise an eyebrow. The action is pointless, as he’s looking down and rummaging through his pockets. He pulls out a lighter and a box of cigarettes, lifting the hem of his balaclava up over his chin and lips, showing off his sexy, sexy well-kept stubble.

“How was your mission?” You offer blandly, unable to bear the quietness of the night. “Took longer than you said.”

He puffs out a cloud of smoke, tilting his head back “Was alright. My back hurts like a bitch, though.” He inhales on his cigarette before blowing out the smoke. “We got the location wrong at first. Needed t’ relocate. Tha’s why I was gone so long.”

“I missed you, Si..” You say, the emphasis on the emotion in your words a little heavy. Looking up at him, taking in the side profile of his soft-looking, warm pink lips, you’re practically put into a trance, imagining how soft they’d really be.

“I missed you too, darlin’. I know I’m not good with the emotional stuff, but I really did miss you. I need you to know that. I care about you, kid.” He mutters, loosely draping one of his arms around your waist and clumsily pulling you to his chest.

You accept his ungraceful attempt of a hug, gently wrapping your arms around him, like if you move too fast you’ll scare him away. Eventually, he gives you a couple pats on the back and releases you, and you take that as a sign to move back to your position beside him.

Simon stands next to you, sharing a comfortable silence as he breathes in on his cig and breathes out the smoke. Eventually, you kneel down on the ground, and he takes your sign of boredom as a segue to ramble on about the mission, blah blah Soap was annoying blah blah Price is no fun, so on and so fourth.

“It’s freezing out here.” You whine and pout after a while of him going on and on about details you wouldn’t care to listen to if he was talking about them butt naked covered in oil.

Simon looks down at you, taking in the sight of you on the ground, before he pulls off his black ribknit long sleeve and drops it in your lap. You pull it over your head. It was slightly loose on him. it is incredibly baggy on you.

He starts up a one-sided conversation about a night at the bar he had with the task force, occasionally interrupting himself to offer you a cigarette, but each time you just noncommittally shake your head.

As time goes on and it dwindles into the night, you become increasingly aware of your own tiredness and boredom. You miss the times where you and Simon weren’t really that close, and you’d have to carry every conversation.

“Help me up?” You say, looking up at him from where you kneel on the ground, with soft and heavy-lidded eyes.

He looks down at you briefly, before immediately tilting his head back, the further back part of his scalp resting against the wall. “Bloody hell. Don’t look at me like that. Christ.”

“Like what..?” You murmur, in a sad, pathetic tone of voice, as you place a hand on the wall to help yourself up.

“Like y’re about to fuckin’..” Simon groans, interrupting himself. “Suck me off or some shit.” He grunts, his eyes rapidly roaming the area. Focusing on everything but you.

You’re about to pull yourself to your feet, but something stops you. You look back over him, your eyes ending at his face. “Do you want me to?”

Simon sucks in a sharp breath. Yes. He stops himself from shouting out yes. He grits his teeth, still not meeting your eyes, refusing to do so much as look in your direction. “Goodnight.” He grunts, pushing the doors open and walking inside, letting them blow shut behind him.

“Your shirt?” You call out weakly.

“Keep it.” He calls out, his typicalally gravelly voice gravell-ier than usual as he desperately wishes his quarters were closer.

That night, you sleep in nothing but your panties and his shirt, diving into your imagination as you’re smothered by his scent.

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published 11/11/23

#simon riley cod #cod x reader #call of duty fanfic #cod fanfic #ghost cod #call of duty #simon riley x reader #simon riley call of duty #ghost x reader #ghost call of duty #simon ghost riley x reader #simon ghost riley

[harleehazbinfics]

Home is where my heart is.

Chapter 6: Surprise! Table of Contents | Profile

Word Count: 1188 A/N: ehehehehe yeah of i had to put this in, he's our good lil duck boy. also also, if you want to be tagged for future updates you can dm me or reply under this 👉👈

I ran my fingers through the desk and lifted my eyes to the walls covered in décor and pictures. Lightly humming as I walked further into the room and stood next to the slumping figure fixated in his creation.

“Seems like you’ve been up all night again, your majesty. Something bothering you?” I asked raising my eyebrow as I continued to watch him tinker away.

“Well, the extermination this year finally ended and now, they wanted to have a meeting with me. How fun,” he replied sarcastically rolling his eyes all the while and making gestures.

I laughed, crossed my arms, and replied, “I suppose anyone wouldn’t be enthusiastic to meet the ex-partner of their spouse. Have you talked to Charlie about it? Seems like she needs that extra push, besides, that would mean that you wouldn’t have to see Adam’s face.”

Lucifer’s face immediately lights up at my advice but not a second later he frets, “But, how do I say it? What if I say the wrong thing and she hates me forever?!”

He shoots up from his seat from worry that I had to take his shoulders and ease him back down on the chair and patting them, “You worry too much~. Charlie loves her dad too much to do that anyway. Just say what you want to say and then wrap it up nicely.”

He nods taking a deep breath. He paces around the room thinking what to say first and took his phone out of his pocket. He hovered his hand on her number he dials it up and bites his nails as he tried to soothe himself. While I just silently stood still and waited for him to end his call.

“HI CHARLIEEE~”

I couldn’t help but cringe when he couldn’t control his tone but kept an encouraging smile on my face as he continued to talk to her.

“Listen, there’s going to be a meeting with the angels, and I wanted you to attend for me! I can’t go right now since I have… veryyy important things to do today.”

He looks over at me for approval while I gave him two thumbs up in satisfaction from his performance.

“No problem. Stay safe! Love you!”

He lets out a sigh of relief changing into his snake form making me giggle at his silliness. I plucked him off the ground and placed him on his desk.

“Well, that has to be one of your best performances yet,” I complimented him with a round of applause.

“Thank you, Miledy. I know things would’ve ended up badly if you weren’t here,” he sighs changing back to his normal form.

“You don’t give yourself enough credit. I mean you did all the talking, so give yourself a pat on the back for a good job, your highness,” I smiled dusting off his top hat and putting it on him.

He smiles sadly and says, “I thought I told you to call me Lucifer, Mel.”

I didn’t falter at his words and just squeezed his shoulder, “You know we can’t. Alastor just came back after 7 years, and I’d rather not have him dig his heels on the King of Hell who happens to be a good friend of mine. You know how crazy he gets,” I joked shrugging my shoulders.

He sighs and slumps his shoulders disappointed in himself, “You’re right. I’m sorry that ever crossed my mind.”

I bumped shoulders with him and just replied, “Hey, you took it better than those other idiots who got their heads so far up their asses that no means consent.”

“Hey, just call me when you need something, okay?” he said smiling at me.

“Sure. See you around, your highness,” I waved before diving through the floor and leisurely made my way to the hotel.

Poking my head out the ground and saw everyone all gathered by the TV, “Uhhhh.”

“Just in time! Come on!” Vaggie reaches for me and takes me out from the ground throwing me in Alastor’s arms, him placing me on his lap.

“Al? What’s happening?” I asked still in his arms and walks us into a room, probably doesn’t have any plans to put me down any time soon.

“I made a little deal with the princess’ little girlfriend. Now, we have to record a new commercial for her,” he answered walking us towards a vanity, placing me on the seat.

“Oh, they didn’t like what you made for them?” I teased laughing lightly.

“You know I’d rather eat a can of worms than be involved with that,” he says as he rolls his eyes, then squeezing my shoulders. “Now, then time to get you dressed up!”

He twirls his finger above my head and changes my outfit. I looked at the mirror and immediately noticed the dress I was wearing. It was the same loose blue dress that I wore at the bar when we first met.

“Aw, dear. I haven’t worn this dress in ages!” I exclaimed holding my necklace feeling sentimental.

He smiles at me, pleased with himself and responds merrily, “You look ravishing as always, sweetheart!”

He offers his hand for me to take and onto my feet. He dips his head and kiss the back of my hand, while I blush at his actions that he takes in as he takes a peek at my reactions. He gives me a laugh then places both of his hands on my cheeks to hold and cradle me in them while nuzzling his face to mine, making me feel warm and fuzzy inside from his wholesome display of affection.

“As much as I want to cuddle with you, darling. I think we should go help them film now,” I suggested softly with a giggle.

He rolls his eyes with a smile and begrudgingly parts from me, of course not before giving me a kiss.

The door bursts open and there Angel yells, “Let’s go sickos. Let’s get this show on the road.”

~Later~

While we waited for Charlie, Al and I sat on the sofa like we used to when we were expecting Abby and just talked to each other not minding the looks both Husk and Angel gave us.

“Before we recorded the advertisement,” he answers glancing down at me, “where have you been?”

“Just visited a friend. I get worried for him after exterminations happen,” I explained which was all true.

He hums and sees Charlie come in as well, “Well, I hope you had a fun time.”

“—Alastor pulled some strings and it’s about to air,” Vaggie spoke leading her girlfriend to the couch.

“And I pulled a few limbs too!” he ‘laughed’ while Charlie and I exchanged waves.

“Wait, the commercial? You guys made a new one?” she asks.

“Yeah! One of my better performances if I do say so myself,” Angel proudly states.

“That’s amazing,” Charlie starts before getting cut off by Angel.

“SHH! It’s starting!”

But before the ad could play it gets interrupted by a news flash causing a choir of complaints.

“Breaking news in hell today! We just received word from the heaven embassy that next extermination is happening sooner than ever before. That means where’s all royally fucked!”

The TV cuts to the countdown changing to 176 days.

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[deadghosy]

lol don’t mind this, this is just me testing out my yandere writing skills.

YANDERE GIRLFRIEND X READER

You literally were relaxing, playing spider-man 2 on the ps5 when you heard a knock on your window. You turned your body to see your lovely girlfriend, who is a yandere. You never excepted to “score” a yandere.

Hell you didn’t even know she was a yandere with her pretty looks, her smartness, her being a sweet extroverted person with her peers…but that sweet persona was sour. And it reeked.

You jumped seeing her sickening sweet smile as she blushes seeing your (color) eyes stare directly at her honey eyes. “HIII BEBÉ!” She yells in a heavy accent. She was clearly mixed with Mexican and Asian as her father was Asian, specifically Chinese and her mom was Guatemalan. You sighed getting up as her slick dark brown hair flows in the wind. As much you didn’t wanna open the window, she was still your girlfriend. You open the window and she immediately leaped onto your body as she rubs her face against your chest.

“Oooh I missed you cariño~” she says cooing as your eye twitched. Your peace was completely ruined. You sighed nodding, giving her head a kiss. She lets a loving sigh as hearts are practically in her eyes. She lets go of you as she roams around you room. “My my, your room is a filth. You should take care of yourself!” She says tinkering around with your stuff, even your comic book collection. You wanted to tell her to stop touching your shit…but you value your life more. You sit on your bed, completely missing her gaze at you as she smirks with her pink lips.

“Darling…” she says with a tone sweet like honey. You raised a brow at her as she touches a comic. “I wanna hear about your day…y’know, after school of course.” You kept an eye for her, trying to see if she was trying to get at something but nothing came to your mind. You finally opened your mouth to talk to her. “Well my day was fine. I had a good breakfast, good lunch, and good Power Nap after a snack when I came home.” You said. She puts her hands together as she smiled at you, “lovely! I’m glad you had a good day…unfortunately I have something to say also about my day.” She says with a smile but narrowed eyes.

You gulped staring at her as her hand slides off the comic and moves towards you as she eyes your room. “So you see, I had a good day also bebé. Good breakfast, good lunch as I watched you eating alone….and a good after school activity as I finish my work in the journaling club.” You nodded as she listed off her day. But you felt as if that’s not only thing she was talking about as she lifted her head facing you directly.

She finally went in front of you as an intense staring contest came about as you just stared at her nervously. Her stare was like a primal predator to their prey. “Mi luz, tell me about what I heard today from someone…” “heard what?” You asked nervously by her burning gaze in your skull. It was like she was directly looking into your soul.

She gripped your chin, making you eye to eye with her. “I heard a little piggy told me you were walking with some whore.” She says with venom in her tone. Your eyes widen as her honey eyes darkened into your own (color) eyes. “I didn’t walk anyone to clas-” “lies.” She says quickly, shutting you down as she grips your chin tighter. Making you hiss in pain. “You were holding hands with that skank…weren’t you…?” She says asking you.

“What?! THAT’S not true, I would never-” before you could say anything, a pair of your scissors from your desk flew past you as you swiftly dodge it, merely gaining a little slash on your cheek.

She whipped out her knife swinging at you with a pouty face as you dodged it swiftly, catching her arm as she smiles with a crazed look at you dodging. She obviously found it hot and adorable at how quick you are despite you being a lazy piece of shit.

And of course she flipped your over on your back, you groaned as she stabs her knife by your head. She then gets on top of you, having her hands on your chest and her eyes burning in your skull. That made you sweatdropped as you stare in her crazy eyes that start to shimmer red. “If I hear you were walking another girl, or even a boy. I’m cutting your hands off…” she says with a sick sweet smile you nodded scared for your hands and life.

“Good.”

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x male reader #yandere girl #yandere girlfriend #testing my writing skills #not making this a series.

[cato616]

PREDICTABLE FEELING (part one)

kendall roy x fem reader

im finally writing about someone else rather than only about roman roy lol,, hope you get to like this one

it wasn't exactly a request but my first comment received from someone here said basically that they'll wait for a kendall roy one, here i am! lol

summary: you, the assistant of kendall roy, got yourself stuck on the cliché destiny of felling in love with your boss.

parts: pt.2 // pt.3 // pt.4

content: mostly fluff honestly, at some point there may get to angst.

Reserved, introverted, from time to time getting shy, but also getting confident; you were struggling to find your place at Waystar Royco, it's hard to be anyone's assistant here, but since you got a little bit closer to kendall, it made you feel less pressured.

As for today, you where sitting at a desk of your own outside kendall's personal office; as you know, there was only glass walls between you two.

While writing something down on your computer, out of curiosity you look up lifting your head just a bit, and you see kendall, roman and shiv inside his office; kendall it's sitting against his desk, both hands behind him, palms facing on top it, basically standing resting his whole body, and legs slightly being crossed, one on top of the other; while roman was sitting on an individual couch, and shiv was standing, arms crossed. You wanted take a little peek of what was going on there, you don't really like to start conversations but you really are an observant person (as a kid you did want to become a detective, how cute); however you would then get noted about it later tho, since you were his assistant obviously; you kept looking around and found yourself making accidentally eye contact with roman, you get nervous like if someone caught you sneaking around on a private matter, so of course unconsciouslly you lead your sight almost immediately back to your computer, like if nothing happened. Although you can't resist too take a look again. You slowly side eye back again, and like if it was a horror film, roman was completely standing still now closer to the glass, eyes wide open and saying nothing.

You jump "...jesus" you whisper to yourself. Roman started cackling almost; he was pranking you. "oh that was great, great in need" he was feeling proud of whatever that was. "hey dude, what's going on, why you laughing, we were talking" says kendall. "oh yeah yeah, sorry it's just your assistant is so easy to scare" roman was back sitting while still gaggling, and when you heard him saying that, you got really embarrassed and instantly get back to whatever you were doing in g-mail, you even blush a little since you were an incredibly shy person. "oh come on roman, really? you're messing with our assistants now?." Shiv implored. "yeah man, try to not be yourself and treat her like that". When he said that apparently you heard some type of silence in the room. Shiv and roman were completely staring at kendall. "oh oh, not treat her like that, got it, so what's your dog name then?" Roman sarcastically said to kendall. "You're being unserious roman, so... stop." Kendall couldn't make eye contact with them; then Shiv started to play along too. "yeah bro, are you scared to hurt her pretty feelings or something?" She chuckled. "ha ha, so funny you guys" kendall replied with a sarcastic tone. "oh come on, kendall, you're even turning pink you sick bastard". Shiv jokingly told him, smiling. "i am not by the way." Kendall stated. "She's actually nice and very timid, so i would feel bad if she was feeling upset, that's it"

You unfortunately heard him saying that; you didn't know why, but it did not make you much amused hearing it; you felt like, a little kid, who couldn't do anything for herself and was scared of everything, like a fragile little puppy; you don't like that, you don't like too be seen like a weakling, it's okay to be shy, still can't fight the feeling you would feel much happier if you wouldn't be, however, you are always too afraid to make a sound on every room you could be in, you're trying to get better at it; you imagine how easy it would be if you were more comfortable when being confident around people. You unblush, get sad at it, wishing you wouldn't had hear those words; you sigh and slightly look down. So that's how everyone sees me here

"Let's hope that fucking 'romeo' doesn't falls in the assistant-boss cliche." Roman giggles. "Right ken?" Roman keeps teasing him. Kendall doesn't want to look at him, looks irritated by this whole conversation. "o..kay, i feel it got a little bit tense here, how about we come in later huh?" Shiv kindly suggests in a mocking way as well, just trying to light up the mood.

They both leave the office; your eyes follow their movement towards the elevator. huh, they left. Of course, your eyes had to get back to kendall's office to see what's he's doing now. oh! shit. That's when your eyes met, he was already looking at you, but you got nervous and now again got your eyes rapidly changing to see the computer once more; your face flushed straight away.

You tried very hard to seem like you were nothing but working. okay, i am now tapping on my keyboard that um...

graphic demostration:

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i am working, working mind.

You keep focusing on deceiving kendall; until your phones vibrates, and noticed you got massages from him. Your heart is pounding very fast.

hey sorry, i don't feel like raising my voice

could you come in here

You saw his messages and then looked up, he was waiting for you to come inside the room; you stood up, and couldn't help but to try to fix your hair in a discreet way; you opened the door and then closed it. "Yes, kendall, what's up" you smile. He was sitting at his desk thinking what to say. "did you, hear anything from inside here?". He seems to feel worried. "um... what did you talk about?". You played dumb, not interesting on having a conversation about your feelings; you hoped that kendall wouldn't realize you were lying. "oh, nothing then." You fake smile, hiding the fact you're relieved he didn't notice. "i am sorry about roman tho" he said generously. "oh yeah I get it, roman being roman" you chuckled, however you felt you were cringing yourself and immediately stopped laughing while trying to clear your throat; you felt awkward, when there was no need to feel like that. "Just so you know, if you want to talk about anything, im here." Kendall gave a big warm smile to you, and you smile back. "Well thank... you, I'll make sure to keep it in mind" You slowly start walking backwards towards the door to then shutter it in front of you, and getting back to your desk outside the corridor.

You really try to get back to work, but somehow you get distracted; you've been daydreaming a lot lately. With every word you type, something different comes to mind, about kendall; you can't deny the fact his eyes tend to shine when getting worried; he's usually not afraid to show his very nice grin to people when amused, really cute smile; he's nice and gentle, and he's... oh no.

You stopped writing, when you realized you had feelings for him. Actually you already knew about it, but didn't want to admit it, you're starting to not paying attention to what you're doing due to your feelings towards him. You could have a crush on anyone, but your boss?

that's fucking great

However, you got lost by his presence; you looked over his office, he was on his computer as well, you kept on gazing at him, you couldn't stop, your face was lighting up while unnoticeably smirking.

He then suddenly stands up and starts walking in a hurry, you of course had already started looking over your desktop before he would noticed.

He stopped for a brief moment. "hey, I'm going to the restroom if anyone asks" he then kept on walking. "yeah sure... oh and now you're gone." He didn't hear you say it, he really must've been in a hurry to that bathroom.

wow such a touching moment. You said to yourself in an ironic wat, already stressed out about how difficult this crush is going to be for you; you had your hands over your face, this is going to be tough.

"hey! um... where's our brother?" Asked roman with shiv by his side. You felt jumpy again, feeling caught; you put your hands away from your face. "oh yeah, he went to the restroom just now, what's up?." please don't say anything about me. "we have some newss..." Roman kept on looking around, then shiv suddenly asks, "were you, feeling okay?" oh come on now. You try to be unbothered by the sudden change of subject. "yes I am, Fine!" you intensely grin. "oh yuck you didn't have to go too hard on that fake smile." Roman states; and you then stopped smiling, tensing your lips, feeling annoyed. Then kendall finally comes back. finally he's here. You actually got happy to just see his face again, your eyes sparkle.

"Guys, 'sup?" stopping halfway, now they're all three right next by my desk. "we have something" Shiv informed him but with an exciting tone. "oh well let's go inside" Kendall tells them, by then closing the door.

Now all they all around together, kendall expecting exciting news. "so??" He asked them impatiently. "Stewie, he said yes, he's in" Shiv told him at last; both shiv and roman seemed very content, they were all smiling. "holy shit, okay! yeah!... we need to celebrate" kendall was amused by this. "fuck yeah bro" Roman said thrilled but kept his compose. "okay yeah we'll do something at my place tonight, something small." Kendall grabbed his phone, looks like he was writing people. "is your dirty secretary going too?" Roman couldn't stop on teasing him about it. Kendall already looked pissed off by the comment, by not furious, he was still rather happy. "Stop saying that roman, and by the way of course she's coming, she's an assistant." Both roman and shiv were slightly giggling, while kendall left his phone on his desk and decided to walk out to look for something, roman didn't follow him but kept on annoy him. "sure ken, don't forget your condoms!" Roman yelled, however he ignored it. "woah okay roman shut up" Shiv told roman, still finding it funny but trying not to be embarrassed by it.

Kendall was actually going towards you; he put his hands on top of your desk to notify you about tonight. "Hey so tonight we three were planning to have a little something to celebrate, let some of my associates know and be there with me." You were secretly delighted with this event, trying to be professional enough. You started to type on your phone. "yeah sure, you got it." You said to him while avoiding eye contact. He was about to head back in, but once again put his hands over your desk, you felt confused by the action wondering what was he going to say. "Please try to have a good time at the party, we can... both have a good time, yes?" you were stunned by his words, getting tongue tied. "y-yeah sure... I'll try to." You smile at him, and he then gives you that smile that you love so much, that warms your heart. "And well of course remember be there early to... assist" He jokes around a little bit, with a genuine laughing, and you laugh too.

It got you nervous, but you do in fact are going to have a good time.

continue.

#kendall roy #kendall roy x reader #kendall roy x you #kendall succession #succession fic #succession #fem reader #roman roy #shiv roy #fluff #part one #y/n #female reader #fem y/n

[poppadom0912]

Hi can you do 62 the reader has a 2 year old sister and Jay Halstead trite her like she is he’s

62 'Ladies love a guy who's good with kids'

Characters: Jay Halstead x Reader

Warnings: Very slight mention of a minor, minor death.

*****

Today was just a normal day but then your babysitter never showed up and just when you were going to leave the house, she texted saying she was so sick to the point her mother took her to the ER. You replied with a short but quick message, whishing she got better soon and there was no fault on her behalf.

Due to that little mishap, you were now an hour late to work and had no choice but to bring your sister in with you.

Your baby sister, Riley, was only two years old and has seen the district but never been there with you for the entire day, only visiting on occasions when desperately needed; a police station was no place for a baby.

You had never known your dad and never planned on getting to know him, but your mom had been a constant staple in your life, so when she suddenly died after giving birth to your sister, it took a lot to get back on your feet, but you did.

At this point, you were more of a mother than a sister to Riley, easily being mistaken as such by strangers but even the two-year-old knew that you were her big sister, the best in her eyes.

"Remember, you gotta be good, okay?" You crouched down, pushing back her loose strands of hair behind her ear while she nodded her head enthusiastically.

"Let's go!" You said encouragingly despite Riley already bursting to the seams in excitement since she knew she was getting to spend the entire day at work with her sister, something she never did.

Holding her little hand that clutched your two fingers, you walked her into the district that was bustling with life. The scene was nothing but ordinary for you but for a two-year-old, it was overwhelming so before anything drastic could happen, you quickly approached the front desk where 21st beloved Sergeant was standing, hands on her hips as her eyes zeroed in on you.

"Your late."

"I know, I know." You stressed, nodding your head down to the child besides you causing Trudy to lean over the desk, making eye contact with your kid sister who was staring up eagerly, her tiny hands waving at the older woman she recognised.

"Hi!" Riley waved at Trudy, smile brightening up the entire precinct and you bit back a smile at how fast Trudy changed up; Riley was one of her few weaknesses, everyone at Intelligence knowing Riley since the day she was born.

"She's with me today." You told the desk sergeant. "So, whenever we go out..." You trailed on, not mentioning leaving because as soon as Riley heard you were going to leave, she would become clingy and wouldn't want to let you go.

"I got her." Trudy nodded, waving her fingers at Riley as you thanked her, walking up the stairs as slow as Riley needed, her tiny legs only managing so much.

While her eyes were glued to her footing, you looked up as you entered the unit and smiled at the filled desks, everyone sitting around doing nothing but paperwork; it was a slow morning which was a good thing for you.

Before you could announce yourself, Riley squealed in delight, looking around the room and finding familiar faces that she grew to love in her two years of life.

Her squeal caught everyone's attention, heads snapping up in your direction, smiles painted immediately.

Her smiled was blinding, letting go of her tight grip of your hand as she waddled over to the approaching group; arms wide open for anyone to pick her up, first come, first serve.

"Ay! Little Miss Riley, look at you!" Adam pushed his way to the front, lifting her off her feet and into his arms as everyone circled around to fawn over her.

"Hey." You smiled, nodding at Jay before your attention was solely focused on your baby sister so he couldn't see the pink on your cheeks that you got from looking at him.

Jay reciprocated the exact same feelings you had for him but due to life, and that the two of you were cowards when it came to love, neither of you confessed and it would remain as such till further notice.

Taking notice of his wandering eyes, Hailey elbowed him causing him to jerk, looking at his partner incredulously. He rubbed the 'sore' spot and asked, "What was that for?"

"You were staring." She pointed out the obvious, his attempts of covering himself up falling on deaf ears.

Jay rolled his eyes, looking back at the scene before him, watching Riley babble in Kevin's arms as she 'explained' a story no one could interpret, the man nodding and replying with nothing but enthusiasm as though he completely understood.

His eyes unconsciously drifted over to you, and if it wasn't for the loud babbles of Riley, he would've continued to stare. By no means was he a stalker or unhealthily infatuated by you but he was enamoured and wanted nothing more than to be by your side.

"Pro tip." Hailey said under her breath so that only Jay could hear, taking noticed of his green eyes glued to your short figure.

"Ladies love a guy who's good with kids."

Jay snorted with a hint of disbelief but as the next few minutes flew by, watching how you were basically a helicopter mom to Riley and wouldn't let her do anything remotely dangerous, he was starting to believe she was right.

Future Jay would forever thank Hailey.

#one chicago x reader #one chicago imagine #chicago pd x reader #jay halstead x reader #one chicago fic #jay halstead #jay halstead x you #jay halstead imagine #jay halstead fanfiction

[averagewriter777]

Ghost and Doc (Simon "Ghost" Riley x F!Reader)

Masterlist

TAGLIST IS CLOSED!

(Chapter Sixteen) Ummm... dunno if anyone has noticed, but this is a slow burn! I pride myself on those. So, your content with Ghost will come when it comes. (Sorry not sorry)

You made sure to stretch and that your body was at least at 90% before heading over to the mats. It was roughly 1440, and when you were in the locker room, Soap did ask what you were doing, and if you needed a training partner. When you’d said, “Ghost is sparring with me” he quickly backed off and told you ‘Good luck’.

Ghost was already on the mats, wrapping his hands in some sort of wrist wrap. Beside him were two bō staffs. When he saw you, he tossed the wrist wrap to you while picked up the darker of the staffs. “Wrap your hands, then pick it up.”

We’re not regularly sparring? You did as you were told, making sure it was tight around your hands. When finished, you picked up the other staff, and found yourself immediately guarding yourself with it. Ghost had already struck, right as you picked it up- you’d been lucky to dodge it that fast.

“You’re quick with reflexes,” Ghost complimented as he started to circle the mat. You did the same, tightening your grip on the bō. “I want you to dodge everything, okay? Don’t attack, just dodge.” You nodded. “Good.”

The bō he was holding stretched towards your head, nearly poking you in the eye- probably revenge for weeks earlier, but you managed to push it out of the way with your bō. It took everything not to attack back, especially when Ghost stepped forward and started to aim for all of the weak points in your body: temple, eye, ear, nose, jaw, throat, chest, ribs, knees, shin- your fucking toes. Over and over again, until you finally snapped and made it so your bō nearly hit him in the groin.

There was an intake of breath, but not from Ghost. But some emotion that you couldn’t name at the time clouded over your thoughts, later you would label it as anger. Ignoring what Ghost had told you earlier about only dodging, you started to attack. With your bō touching the floor, you dragged it towards his ankles and through them, knocking him off his feet- apparently surprising him. From the floor, Ghost lifted his bō in defense as you did the same he’d done to you in the past five minutes: temple, eye, ear, nose, jaw- but you stopped at his throat. “I’m… I’m done.” The bō you’d been holding was tossed to the ground, and instead of helping your teammate up, you walked out of the room, mumbling something about talking to Price.

Who had been the person who took a large intake of breath? That would be Soap. Him and Alejandro wanted to watch the session, just in case you collapsed or something. Instead, they were both wondering the same thing… “Ghost, what was the point of doin’ that? I think we just witnessed the same person who was in Cancún.” Alejandro muttered in agreement.

“She has a lot of anger built up. Would you rather her be angry here or be angry on the field and slip up?” Ghost’s dark voice echoed through the facility in question. Soap and Alejandro shrugged after that, realizing what he’s been doing. “Thought so.”

-

This was the second time you were talking to Price about this. When you first mentioned it to him, a concern about your daughter, he said that you couldn’t leave the 141 because of the trafficking lord. You didn’t state that nobody had any fucking clue who or where said lord was, instead walking away to smoke a cigarette.

“Captain, I’d like to talk to you about something,” you announced while entering Price’s little office once again.

Price raised a brow at you, setting a pen down that he’d been clicking. “If this is about returning to America, I’ll say it again—“

You plopped down in the chair in front of his desk, and leaned forward as much as you could. “I’m trying again. My daughter is in a coma, sir, because of my ex-husband and his girlfriend. I was sent an email saying legal involvement is happening because of what occurred. They need the mother there, because I’m active in the child’s life. For the love of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit- let me go home.”

Shit. Price rubbed his beard and sighed. “If there is legal involvement, I’ll have to send you home.” You stood up from the chair immediately. “On one condition, though: the team is coming with you so as soon as this is over or we get information on the Hawk, we leave.”

“Thank you so much, sir.” You held back a want to hug the man and instead sprinted to your room. You ignored the looks that your team gave you as you passed, all that was on your mind was your daughter.

(Chapter Seventeen)

#john soap mactavish #ghost mw2 #mwii #kyle gaz garrick #ghost x female reader #ghost x you #simon ghost riley #simon riley x reader #captain price #alejandro vargas

[mcfnffnafut08]

Vinsmoke brothers reaction to meeting (Y/n)

This is a Highschool AU for One Piece (Mostly for these boys)

Background: The Vinsmoke family is one of the richest families in Japan, and while Ichiji, Niji, and Yonji are all in school their eyes fall upon their new desk mate. A classmate they never seen in class, but they felt something warm and happy inside upon making eye contact.

Extra: The Vinsmoke brothers were instead of experimented on, was instead taught stuff such as; Boys don’t cry, Boys do all the heavy lifting, Girl are meant to listen to the men 100%, etc.

Pairs are; Ichiji x Y/n - Niji x Y/n - Yonji x Y/n (All separate)

Hope this goes well for my first actual post and that everyone enjoys!

Vinsmoke Ichiji

He never believed in love at first sight. And knowing the lessons his father literally beat into him, all he did was go around and screwing different girl. Today was one of those days where the teacher had to give every student a new seating chart. Ichiji didn’t care much on these days since his seat mate was either a girl he already screwed or boys who were either scared or chill with him. Moving to the desk which was in the middle row four desk from the board, he waited to see who was going the be the ‘lucky’ person to sit next to him.

“Mx. (L/n) you’ll be seated with Mr. Vinsmoke. Middle row, fourth desk from the board.” Ichiji raised a brow. He has never heard that name before. Were they new? Indeed they were. Upon this (L/n) getting to their chair and look down at Ichiji, usually he would have made a either flirty/rude remark but upon meeting their (E/c) eyes.

“What the fuck?” “You good?” Ichiji slightly jumped and nodded. Through the rest of class, Ichiji kept sneaking glances at (L/n). He wanted to say something, but what? Maybe a flirt? No, that would probably weird them out. How about complement them? No, that might make thing a bit awkward. ‘Wait why do I care!’ Felling movement beside him, he turned to find (L/n) trying to reach down the grab their pencil. He almost immediately bent down and grabbed it.

“Here. . .” (L/n) stared at him before slowly taking it. He could tell something was up. “Is there something wrong?” “Aren’t you one of those fuck boys who screws every girl he sees?” A slight discussed look came on their face, and another weird feeling went off inside his chest. Why did hearing that all of a sudden hurt? He raised his hand and told the teacher he was going to the nurses office for the rest of the period, and left before anyone could stop him.

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Vinsmoke Niji

Niji groaned seeing the new seating chart on the board. He was on the left is of the classroom, two desks away from the board. He sulked over to the desk and sat in the seat next to the runway. Soon some walked by him and sat beside him. He only took a simple glance at them, not really caring. Class started but all Niji did was pull out a chocolate bar and started to munch on it.

“Hey. . .Can you grab my pencil. It’s by your right foot.” Niji growled and snapped his head towards his desk mate. He was going to say some nasty remark only to freeze. Meeting the eyes of a (H/c) haired person, Niji felt something warm spill throughout his body. It was almost like he just got inside of a very warm bath. 

Not really thinking, he bent down and grabbed the (F/c) pencil. Handing it to them, they took it. Silence feel between them, and Niji took small glances over at the person. ‘Shit I don’t know what their name is! I forgot to ask them. Damn.’ Feeling stupid, and for a first embarrassed he wrote on a piece of paper and slide it to them.

Soon getting it back and he quickly picked it up and read it. ‘I’m pretty sure it was on the board -_- But if you need to know, just call me (L/n). You’re Vinsmoke Niji, right?’ He wrote back a ‘Yes’ and handed it to (L/n). Getting it back and looked at the note. ‘I thought so. You’re they guy that got mad when my best friend rejected you. From what they told me, you began to throw the biggest tantrum they’ve ever seen lol’ Upon reading such a note, Niji felt hurt. Something in his heart clenched and he felt embarrassed yet again. Without any words, he got up and walked out of the classroom.

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Vinsmoke Yonji

Yonji could give less than two flying fucks. . .but he would love to be seated with one of the ‘cute’ girls in the class. But upon looking at the tables and found his name next to an unfamiliar one, he became upset. Though he tried to figure out who this (L/n) person was, all he got was that they were one of the students that were on the usual late bus.

So class started at (L/n) is still not there. Hell Yonji didn’t even get to figure out if they were a boy or girl. But upon the announcements telling everyone the late bus finally arrived, Yonji for once sat up straight. He was slight excited to finally meet his desk mate, praying it was a hot female. The back classroom door opened, and footsteps could be heard. 

The footsteps got close to Yonji and then they paused. Yonji took the time to looked up at the person. He was surprised to meet (E/c) eyes starring at him. He could feel his heart beating faster just looking up at them, and his face heated up. They sat down next to him and the lesson went on as though they’ve been there the whole time. 

Yonji just sat there staring at (L/n). Was this what people call love at first sight? Because Yonji was going to believe he was feeling that. Suddenly they turned to him with a raised brow. “Is there something on my face? Why are you starring at me?” And without any second thoughts Yonji just said, “You’re hot.” The teacher was quick in send Yonji out of the class since this wasn’t the first time he tried to flirt with students in their class. Walking out, Yonji dropped a note and upon opening it. It said, ‘Call me bay! XXX-XXX-XXXX’ Letting out a sigh, (L/n) ripped up the piece of paper and finished up with taking the notes from the board.

#one piece x reader #one piece #vinsmoke brothers #vinsmoke ichiji #vinsmoke niji #vinsmoke yonji #mondern au #ichiji x reader #niji x reader #yonji x reader #high school

[peachy-pink-princess]

How enhypen confessed/ how you got together

A/N I apologize in advance for any spelling errors, I use the talk to speak option a lot and it doesn't always hear me right. This is my first fan fiction please enjoy

Word count: 2.4k

ℍ𝕖𝕖𝕤𝕖𝕦𝕟𝕘:

It might be a cheesy type of trope but, High School sweethearts. The two of you had always had a thing for each other showing up in each other's classes every single year since the third grade.

"I'm going to confess to him" you told one of your friends when closing your locker "you are going to confess to him it's Valentine's Day shouldn't you wait for him to confess to you?" Your best friend snorts making you roll your eyes. " It might be Valentine's Day but Lee Heeseung has been my friend for a long time I know what to expect from him..."

" I'm going to confess to her" Heeseung Heeseung had everything nailed down to the tee. Everything was perfect. A teddy bear, a box of chocolates, a rose and the final touch a love letter~ everything was placed on your desk neatly. " Was all of this really necessary, it's pretty obvious that she likes you back" one of your other classmates adds

After a painfully long school year of hiding your crushes from each other the moment was finally set this would be the day of the confession when you walk into class you notice your desk is covered in all of the amazing essential Valentine's Day stuff. You didn't even need to ask who was from but regardless you still pick up the letter reading it to yourself. when you finished reading you lifted your head up to see none other than Heeseung standing right in front of you. He opens his mouth to speak " be my-" "yes."

𝕁𝕒𝕪:

Your feelings for Jay were simply not allowed your job strictly forbid it, but how would you know that you would end up falling for the charming idol? Being a makeup artist for such a big label was always your dream and it had finally come true. Since debut you had been one of many makeup artists to work for enhypen. However what came with the job was a very strict set of rules specifically no dating anyone that works within the same facility especially idols. It could cost you your job

" That tickles " jay chuckles moving your makeup brush away from his face you suck in a breath your faces were so close to each other... You could feel your cheeks heating up at the second, but you knew you had to stay professional.

At this point the other stylists and makeup artist had already finished their work but you like to take your time to really make sure that every detail would shimmer. It was only the two of you in the room all alone with each other... the sound of music quietly playing fills the room up adding a new type of tension to the situation. " Y/n..." Jay whispers and much to your confusion you assume that you had done something wrong wondering if you have messed up his makeup anywhere. However instead of messed up makeup when you turn around he grabs hold of your top bringing you closer to him and subsequently placing his lips on your own.

" Now you really did mess up your makeup..."

𝕁𝕒𝕜𝕖:

The cliche friends to lovers

The two of you have been best friends for years since your childhood even your parents thought the two of you would end up together one day

~ flashback~

" You'll play the daddy!" You explain sitting on the floor of your bedroom your fake kitchen toys scattered around the carpet along with your baby doll held in one hand your other hand holding your friend, Jake's, hand. " What are you gonna play?" He asked you pure curiosity written all over his face "I'm playing the mommy!!" He perks and eyebrow up at you " does that mean we're married..." He asks to which you giggle out a small " yeah ". Jake's face contorts into a look of pure horror dropping your hand immediately " eww girls have cooties I don't wanna marry you!!" He gives you a pout sticking his tongue out. The motion making your little eyes swell with tears, your tears don't go unnoticed by Jake who, although still concerned about getting cooties, moves closer to you. His arm wraps around your shoulder and he says " I guess I could marry you you're not that bad... But only pretend!!" He tells you Hoping to end your tears. " But one day I'll marry you for real!" You speak " no way!!!"

~ end of flashback ~

You were just 5 years old when you had that conversation with Jake and now in your last year of high school you can't help but pine over your best friend. You didn't even realize you had feelings for him until your freshman year of high school. Anytime you would see him with any other girl it made your blood boil and anytime that he would complement you, your heart would swell out of your chest. Your crush became your biggest secret you were terrified of ruining your lifelong friendship.

"Can you pass me my notebook please" you ask Jake as you settled down for class. After suffering through a very boring physics lecture the bell rings and you get up turning to Jake to tell him " I need to use the bathroom would you mind taking my stuff down to the cafeteria?" he gave you a small nod and you were off. Jake never considered himself to be the sneaky type but after catching a glance of a heart drawn on your notebook he had to take a look that's when he found a heart with a 'J' in the center right next to your first initial. His first reaction was jealousy were you seeing somebody? But his second reaction was remembering his name also starts with a 'J ' was this about him? His curiosity got the better of him as he started flipping through the notebook pages finally finding one where it said 'y/n + Jake' inside a heart... He couldn't believe it his childhood best friend had a crush on him, a very devilish smile grew on his face, his crush had a crush on him.

When you came back you realized he had never left the room and he was holding your notebook in your hand "is everything alright...?" You ask kind of freaked out by the way he was staring at you as you slowly pull your notebook out of his hands oblivious to the fact he had found out. "Y/n, can I take you out, like on a date?"

𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕟:

" I hate Park Sunghoon" and trust me the feeling was mutual. A deep and rooted hatred for each other had started from a young age as the two of you were both figure skaters. With all the grueling training that you had endured you had told yourself that everybody was competition for you and you had to be the best. For Park sunghoon he felt the same way he also strived to be the best of the best. So imagine his displeasure when he found out he needed to compete in the duo category. Not just compete with somebody else but with you. 'Why couldn't it be anyone else?' Is what you both thought. As time went on hatred started to fade the once negative energy had turned into a teasing banter. Now the two of you saw each other every week, practicing with each other and gaining nothing but trust the more that you hung out. You hated to admit it but he had grown up to be quite the attractive gentleman... You have to stop yourself from drooling over his biceps- embarrassed at the fact that you used to hate the same man. On the other hand Sunghoon was amazed at the woman that you had become not just on a skill level perspective but due to your aging you became a pure piece of art in his eyes.

Another thing that you hated to admit was the fact that your time with him was coming to an end. The two of you were much older now you needed to find new categories to compete in. However you still had one last Big show one last chance to skate with him like it used to be... Needless to say it was amazing the way that his hands would go to your waist when you were picked up the way he looked at you when the two of you nailed a move, the whole experience felt ethereal, And at the end of the routine the two of you skate up right next to each other hand in hand your head placed on his chest. You felt surprised when his hand went under your chin lifting it up, that wasn't part of the routine, you were about to ask him what he was doing, but instead his lips find yours before you can say a word. On top of that the two of you won first place-

𝕊𝕦𝕟𝕠𝕠:

You didn't mean to catch feelings for your best friends brother but you couldn't help it-! You didn't want to tell anyone ( of course that includes your best friend) about your crush. You didn't want to betray your best friends trust and you definitely didn't want to tell them that you liked their brother-! Think about how awkward that would be!

Well one night you were supposed to be having a sleepover with your best friend however because of their schedule they ended up not being home when you arrived at their house. So instead of being greeted by your friend you're greeted by none other than Kim sunoo. To say it was awkward would be an understatement, the two of you sat on the couch watching TV in silence. You wanted to sit closer to him but you were afraid you would seem like you were being too comfortable. "You can move closer to me you know, I don't bite-" he giggled to himself as you nervously approaching moving right over to his side. Yet again there is silence. "sunoo?" "Yes?" He responded "can you do something else...?" You ask " what do you have in mind?" You didn't know where you suddenly got the confidence but on that night for the first time you kissed Kim Sunoo, and that very night he kissed you back... Of course that was until..." Hellooooo-oh-" almost immediately both you and sunoo pulled apart but it was to late you guys were caught " I can explain " started but your best friend laughs "you guys act like I didn't know that you liked each other-"

𝕁𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕨𝕠𝕟:

" I need you to be my boyfriend-" jungwon nearly spat his water out after hearing your words. " I'm sorry- what-?" He asks confusion written all over his adorable face " my fake boyfriend- my sister, she's getting married and she made fun of me for being single- and I may have told her a little white lie that I had a boyfriend- andddd that boyfriend- is you-" you explain your face turned upright into a small incredibly anxious smile as you wait for your next door neighbors response. " Fine fine- I'll do-" he responds " and this- is why you, Yang Jungwon are the best person in the world" you plant a small kiss on his cheek

Your entire family could not believe that you and Jungwon were dating, the number one disbeliever was your sister. You could feel sweat trickling down the side of your face if they found out that you were lying you knew that today was a day you would never be able to live down. " We need to be more convincing" you told the boy as you grab hold of his hand interlocking your set of hands with his. " If he's really your boyfriend though why haven't you kissed?" Your sister teases but it seemed like that question raised a lot of eyebrows "come to think of it you just suddenly have a boyfriend and I haven't even seen the two of you be affectionate...have you ever kissed?" Asks your mother making you sweat even more. You feel a squeeze at your palm making you look up at jungwon. " You don't have to I can tell them-" you're interupted by his kiss. Leaving you both stunned and incredibly happy. " Now maybe you guys could leave my girlfriend alone-" jungwon speaks not looking away from you even for a second.

ℕ𝕚𝕜𝕚:

You promised yourself you would always wait for him. You knew Niki liked you, and he knew you liked him. It wasn't a secret to either of you, you already acted like a couple before even making it official... Everything was going so smoothly but there was always one thing that got in the way. His career. " Would you wait for me?...I promise you I'll come back for you" his words made your heart break into two. You put on the strongest face you could " I will wait for you Nishimura Riki. " And just like that he was gone.

After about 2 years of not seeing him you were finally going to see him again. When he left for Korea you continue to watch him through all stages of his debut and you only felt yourself falling deeper for him. Of course other boys had expressed interest in you but none of them made you feel the same way that Niki did. He was the only one for you. You could barely hold back your anticipation when you got in line for the fan meet. You enjoyed talking to all of the members but your impatience was rising second by second doing anything you could to hold back from tackling the boy. "Riki?" Your nevers started kicking in when you thought he wouldn't recognize you though... His eyes scanning you as if he was looking for the right words. " It's nice to meet you..." He didn't remember. You give him your album to sign " the name is y/n by the way" this is the first time you saw recognition in his eyes. He dropped the pen he was holding looking up at you for a minute taking in all of your features. He returns to looking at your album signing it. When the fan meet was over you open it up to reveal that it had his new phone number and it along with a small message " I could never forget you, thank you for waiting "

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[waheelawhisperer]

There was a tiny bit of interest, so I'm posting an excerpt from Feilan Story #1 below. Feedback in any form is welcome. I'll keep it below a read more so anyone who isn't interested can skip over it.

Feilan leaned against the wall next to the bulletin board behind Dr. Oobleck’s desk, grateful that his customary pose allowed him to rest his weary body. After that fateful detention, his erstwhile mentor had apparently decided to stop going easy on him. She’d pushed him so hard during the past week and a half that he was pretty sure he’d be dead without his Aura. He’d almost started looking forward to classes because at least they gave him a chance to rest.

From beneath the brim of his hat, he watched the students trickle into the room, eyes narrowing as Cardin deliberately shouldered Velvet out of the way as he walked to his seat. A moment later, he felt his spirits lift when Yang waved to him cheerfully as she followed her teammates up the small stairway that led to the seating benches. Dr. Oobleck bolted through the doorway at the precise moment the bell rang, slamming the door shut behind him. He stopped at his desk, slurped down some coffee, and immediately launched into his lecture. 

“Now that Professor Varg and I have finished grading your first few homework assignments and you’ve had your first quiz, it has come to our attention that some of you suffer from unfortunate holes in your education, possibly as a result of being raised outside the Kingdoms. Dreadful, simply dreadful! Therefore, in order to rectify the situation immediately, today’s lesson shall take us back to basics and revolve around discussion of the four Kingdoms and their notable characteristics.”

Feilan watched as the students reacted to the news. Some of them looked bored, while others struggled to conceal their relief. Others, like Team CRDL, didn’t appear to be paying attention at all. 

“In order to provide an incentive for some of you to pay more attention than you might otherwise, I have prepared a special treat for you,” Dr. Oobleck continued. Feilan saw more heads perk up at that. He couldn’t blame them. He was rather curious himself. Had Bart brought donuts or something? “Professor Varg shall be assisting me with this lecture.”

Wait, what?

Feilan watched Oobleck warily from the corner of his eye as the professor continued, doing his best to hide his surprise.

Wasn’t expecting this… Good thing I made sure to keep up with the material.

“He shall cover the Kingdoms of Vale and Mistral, at which point I will conclude with Atlas and Vacuo. I expect you to show him the same respect you do me. Professor Varg, you have the floor.”

“Right…” Feilan said slowly, looking over the class as he tried to buy himself time to collect his thoughts. “I guess I’ll start with Vale, since, you know, that’s where we are.”

He received a few chuckles in reply, which reassured him for a brief moment, before the realization that the attention of every student in the class, including the previously-indifferent members of Team CRDL, was focused on him with laserlike intensity. Feilan swallowed slowly and took a deep breath. 

“So, Vale…” he began. “Characterized by abundant natural resources, strong geographical defenses, and a temperate climate, Vale is a Kingdom with a long and prosperous history. Miss Nikos, care to explain to the class precisely what natural features contribute to Vale’s historic safety?”

He was allowed to do that, right? Maybe he could get through this by passing responsibility for explaining things onto the students. It would suck for the ones that hadn’t kept up with the reading, but that wasn’t exactly his problem, was it?

“High mountains to the east and shallow waters to the west,” Pyrrha said promptly, sitting up a little straighter. “Extensive man-made defenses, especially along the southern border between the mountains and the coast, help supplement the natural barriers that protect the Kingdom.”

“That’s correct, Miss Nikos,” Feilan told her. “Vale is home to the finest Huntsman Academy on Remnant, is relatively culturally accepting, and has nice weather year-round. The main city is divided into several districts: commercial, industrial, agricultural, residential, and so on. These districts form the foundation of the kingdom’s economy.  Would anyone like to elaborate on that last point?”

Weiss’s hand shot up into the air so quickly Feilan wasn’t quite sure he’d actually seen it move. He watched her practically tremble with eagerness for a moment before deciding to have mercy on her. 

“Miss Schnee?” he called.

“Though Vale lacks the extensive Dust deposits common to Solitas and the area of Sanus occupied by Vacuo, it is rich in other natural resources,” Weiss lectured. Honestly, she sounded more professorial than he did. “Known as the ‘Breadbasket of Remnant’, Vale’s economy is closely intertwined with that of Atlas, as well as Mistral’s, to a lesser extent. Vale provides materials such as agricultural products, lumber, and certain ores with valuable industrial applications to the other Kingdoms in exchange for items like Atlesian Dust and manufactured goods and stone and spices from Mistral. Vale’s enormous, well-organized port and valuable location relative to the other Kingdoms allow it to serve as the world of Remnant’s primary shipping hub.”

“Thank you, Miss Schnee,” Feilan said, cutting her off before she could recite the entire textbook. “Excellent work. As you know from previous lessons, these very advantages were instrumental in allowing Vale to attain ultimate victory in the Great War, which granted the Kingdom significant influence over the shape of the modern world. Miss Belladonna, please tell the class about the major provisions that the King of Vale insisted be included in the Vytal Peace Accords.”

“I-, er-, uh…” Blake stammered, staring at him with wide eyes as she quickly shoved the book she’d been hiding behind her upraised textbook into her bag and began flipping through the pages of the book she should’ve been paying attention to in the first place. Beside her, Yang leaned over to whisper something in her ear.

“Miss Xiao Long, if you want to whisper sweet nothings into Miss Belladonna’s ear, please wait until after class,” Feilan drawled.

Yang ignored the laughter of her classmates and stuck her tongue out at him. 

“Very mature,” he said, raising one eyebrow in Yang’s direction while watching Blake frantically scour her textbook for the information he’d asked for out of the corner of his eye. He let her have a few seconds more before calling on her again. “Miss Belladonna, I asked you to summarize the major provisions of the Vytal Peace Accords, not count the individual pages of your textbook.”

Blake stammered something unintelligible and nearly knocked her textbook off the table in her agitation. Yang rolled her eyes, grabbed Blake’s hand before her partner could further embarrass herself, turned Blake’s textbook to the appropriate page, and guided the black-haired girl’s finger down to the beginning of the relevant passages. 

“The King of Vale incorporated the following provisions into the Vytal Peace Accords: the founding of the four Huntsman Academies, the institution of the Vytal Festival, the establishment of the Councils, the abolition of slavery, and the rebalancing of territory, including the provision of Menagerie and the guarantee of equal rights for the Faunus,” Blake said sheepishly. 

“Thank you, Miss Belladonna,” Feilan said dryly. 

“They put the animals in cages,” Cardin snickered. Blake glared at him.

“Thank you, Mr. Winchester,” Feilan said sharply, before any of the students showing visible anger at Cardin’s comment could turn their school supplies to violent ends. “While I appreciate your willingness to contribute to the discussion, I must ask you to forgo the use of slurs in the future. That said, you make a valid point, if not, perhaps, in the way you intended to. While Menagerie was meant as a gift, a way of both starting anew and compensating the Faunus for their prior mistreatment, many, both human and Faunus, feel that its ultimate effect was to simply confine undesirable elements of society someplace safely out of the way. As Menagerie’s current status provides enough material to fill a lesson on its own, for now, suffice it to say that discussions regarding the continent and what it represents remain… contentious.”

Feilan paused to let the class absorb the information before speaking once more.

“With that, we’ll move on to Mistral. Mistral is the largest Kingdom in terms of both population and controlled territory, and…”

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Ruby watched with rapt attention as Feilan continued his lecture. He was so much more interesting than stuffy old Professor Oobleck! She avidly wrote down everything he said, just like Weiss, who was probably the smartest person she knew - even smarter than her sister and her crazy Uncle Qrow! 

Now if only she could be a bit nicer to everyone…

“Mistral’s territory encompasses four major settlements - the eponymous capital city, Kuchinashi, Wind Path, and Argus - as well as countless others,” Professor Varg informed them. 

Literally countless, Ruby thought grimly, considering how many smaller towns and villages outside the walls of the major cities tended to just disappear one day. 

“We’ll start with the capital city. Miss Xiao Long, would you please explain, in your own words, what you feel the class should know about the Kingdom of Mistral?”

“Sure thing, Prof,” Yang said cheerfully, shooting him a pair of finger guns. Ruby suppressed the urge to roll her eyes. Finger guns, really? Her sister was such a dork sometimes!

“The first thing most people think of when they hear the word ‘Mistral’ is probably art,” Yang began. “Paintings, poems, plays, fashion, movies… you name it, Mistral’s got it. Its tourism and entertainment industry is the biggest in the world and the single largest sector of the Kingdom’s economy. Mistral’s not all sunshine and rainbows, though. While the upper classes create beautiful works of art in the higher districts, the bottom of the city hosts a thriving black market. If you want something, or want something done, that isn’t entirely legal, you can find it in Mistral… for the right price.”

“Impressive summary, Miss Xiao Long,” Professor Varg said approvingly. “The city of Mistral is well-defended by steep cliffs, augmented by manmade defenses. Unfortunately, this doesn’t leave a lot of room to grow food. Mr. Ren, how does Mistral produce enough food to support so many artisans with so little space?”

“Terrace farming, Professor,” Ren answered. Ruby looked at Professor Varg in amazement. He’d gotten Ren to talk!

“Elaborate,” the professor encouraged.

“Terrace farming is an agricultural technique that involves cutting a series of flat surfaces into sloped geographical features like hills or cliffs,” Ren explained, looking slightly uncomfortable at all the attention. Professor Varg nodded at him in a silent signal to continue. “The use of terraces decreases both erosion and surface runoff, and the use of canals and aqueducts allows the irrigation of even water-intensive crops like rice and wheat.”

“Quite right, Mr. Ren,” Professor Varg praised him. “As Miss Xiao Long has kindly informed us, Mistral possesses a thriving criminal underworld. In addition, the Kingdom’s Council struggles to maintain control over its sprawling territories, and so the cities of Kuchinashi and Wind Path have become dens of corruption and inequity. As Huntsmen and Huntresses, you may be called upon to combat the criminals that make these cities home, and thus it is important that you understand how Mistral’s underworld functions. Miss Rose, what are the three main areas of Kuchinashi and what type and level of criminal activity might a Huntsman or Huntress expect to find in each?”

Eep! He’d called on her! She hadn’t made it to this topic yet! Uncle Qrow had promised that she’d learn about Kuchinashi in her last year of Signal, but then she’d gone to Beacon two years early and now she was going to look stupid in front of her favorite professor!

“I… I don’t know, sir,” she admitted quietly, eyes downcast. 

“I see,” the professor said, sounding slightly disappointed. Why couldn’t he have called on her when they were talking about Vale!? She could’ve told him anything he wanted to know about Patch! “Would any of Miss Rose’s teammates like to help her out?”

“Uh... there’s the Central Strip,” her big sister came to her rescue. “That’s where the shops and stuff are, along with the hospital and the sheriff’s office, which keeps major crime levels down relative to the rest of the city. Still plenty of break-ins and pickpocketing, though. ”

Ruby whimpered in dismay as Yang finished speaking and Professor Varg turned his attention back on her before she could find the right chapter of her textbook. She was about to admit her ignorance once more when another voice cut through the silence. This time, salvation arrived from an unexpected corner.

“Beneath the Central Strip is the Lower Valley, also known as the warehouse district,” Blake, who Ruby had noticed was desperately speed-reading her entire textbook just in case she made the mistake of reminding Professor Varg that she existed, informed the class. “Most of the shipping that enters or exits Kuchinashi passes through the Lower Valley at some point. Criminal activity is highest in that part of the city. You don’t really go there unless you’re involved in something illegal… or want to be.”

Ruby gave up trying to find the information she needed in the textbook and stared pleadingly at Weiss. Her partner rolled her eyes before turning back to the professor.

“The third and last major district of Kuchinashi is the Upper Cliffs, where most residents of the city live,” Weiss lectured, directing her words as much to Ruby as Professor Varg. “The farther up in the mountains someone lives, the more powerful that person is. If you’re looking for a crime boss, noble, or businessperson, the top of the Upper Cliffs is a good place to find them.”

“Thank you, Team RWBY,” Professor Varg said, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. “Wind Path is similar to Kuchinashi, so, in the interest of time, we’ll move on to Argus. Framed between two mountains and protected by high walls and hard-light barriers, Argus is the northernmost major settlement on Anima. Its strategic location and large natural harbor make it one of the world’s most important ports and a major hub of trade between Anima and Solitas. Miss Valkyrie, how did Argus come to be?”

“Uh, it was on the natural trade route between Mantle and Mistral, right?” Nora asked hesitantly. The professor nodded. Emboldened, Nora continued. “Settlers from Mistral founded the city, but they had trouble with the cold that far north, so Mantle offered to help. As people from Mantle moved to Argus, trade between the two Kingdoms grew, and the city grew with it.”

“Correct, Miss Valkyrie,” Professor Varg confirmed. “Due to the city’s strategic and economic importance, the Atlesian military maintains a large presence there, similar to the base on Vytal that was established after the Faunus Rights Revolution. With that, I’ll turn things over to Doctor Oobleck, who will cover Atlas and Vacuo.”

“Thank you, Mr. Varg,” Doctor Oobleck said, stepping forward as Professor Varg leaned back against the wall once more. Ruby tried not to pout. Of course Oobleck was going to cover Atlas. Somehow he was going to make guns, airships, and other things that flew, made noises, and/or blew up sound like the opposite of interesting!

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“Professor Varg has provided us with an excellent place to begin our discussion of the Kingdom of Atlas,” Dr. Oobleck began, the words bursting forth as though the effort of holding them back for half a class period had been too much to maintain. “Alone of all the Kingdoms on Remnant, Atlas maintains a standing military instead of relying on Huntsmen, militia forces, and defensive fortifications to combat the Grimm. The Kingdoms of Vale and Mistral have extended basing rights to the Atlas military, allowing the Kingdom’s air fleet to refuel before and after carrying out extended operations abroad. The combination of the limited influence of Vacuo’s ruling Council and the fact that the attitudes of the Kingdom’s people toward both outsiders in general and Atlesians in particular ranges from ambivalence to outright hostility means that Atlas was never able to formally obtain permission to construct military installations in Vacuan territory, although Vacuo’s lack of real formal government means there is little the Kingdom can do to stop Atlas from projecting military power into its territory.”

Yang listened with half an ear as Oobleck rambled on about things she already knew, making sure to occasionally write down something that was new or seemed important. She eyed her partner and her sister with sympathy. Poor Ruby, poor Blake… At least Professor Varg hadn’t been too harsh with them. She’d known a few teachers back at Signal who would’ve chewed out any students who hadn’t had the right answers ready to go when called upon. Professor Feilan was more like her dad and her uncle, who had been more concerned with making sure their students learned from their mistakes than with beating them over the head with them. 

Overall, she got the impression that the new professor was pretty laid back, which she could definitely appreciate. The way he’d played along when she’d tried to pull the heat off Blake (and she definitely owed him some revenge for that crack about sweet nothings) fit with the way he hadn’t seemed too interested in punishing them during detention. He’d been a good sport during their brief shopping trip in Vale, too, and her little flirtations still hadn’t cracked his calm demeanor. Maybe it was time to up her game a little? 

“Now, who would like to explain Atlas’s contributions to the world to the class?” Oobleck thundered, startling out of her reverie. Would it kill the man to be a little less loud? 

Yang was completely unsurprised to see Weiss’s hand shoot into the air as the heiress practically vibrated with eagerness. By this point, every member of Team RWBY could probably recite her list of reasons why Atlas was the greatest Kingdom in the world in their sleep.

“Ah, Miss Schnee, such enthusiasm,” Oobleck bellowed. Could she have Professor Varg back? At least he came with a volume control. “By all means, enlighten us!”

“Atlas is the Kingdom with the most advanced technology on Remnant,” Weiss said proudly. “As such, it has provided the rest of the world with major advances in almost every area of scientific study, especially in the fields of communications, robotics, medicine, automation, manufacturing, aviation, and military strategy. Atlas gave the world the Cross Continental Transit System after the Great War, allowing instant worldwide communication for the first time in history.”

“Atlas also gave the world equities fraud, at least one worldwide financial crisis, and the robber barons that pillaged Vacuo’s resources,” Blake broke in. Ooh, her partner was getting feisty! How fun! “Oh, and don’t forget the way the Kingdom replaced literal slavery with wage slavery so it could keep working Faunus to death in all the mines it needs to feed its war machine.”

Uh oh. Weiss did not look happy about the interruption. Fortunately, Dr. Oobleck intervened before her teammates started stabbing each other with pencils. While Yang certainly understood Blake’s occasional desire to inflict physical violence on Weiss, she was pretty sure Ruby would cry if her partner died, which meant she would have to beat her partner up for upsetting her baby sister, and that wouldn’t end well for anybody. 

“Yes, excellent, both of you,” Oobleck announced. “While Atlas has indeed provided the rest of Remnant with incredible marvels of technology, including perhaps the single most influential technological innovation in human history in the form of the CCT, it does have its dark side. The city of Mantle has fallen further into poverty since the capital of the Kingdom was moved to Atlas, and the Kingdom’s poorest citizens toil in conditions barely better than slavery. Regrettably, Atlesian law and societal norms do little to protect the working class and have instead been twisted and manipulated to enable and assist in the exploitation of those who need their protection the most.”

Yang felt her spirits fall a little as Oobleck spoke. That wasn’t fair. While she wasn’t always the biggest fan of rules, especially when they stopped her from doing something totally awesome (no, she was not still mad at her dad for grounding her after she’d turbocharged his lawnmower. It had mowed the grass in half the time, even if it had also set the shed on fire. At least Uncle Qrow had thought it was cool…), she did agree that they should be used to protect people, not hurt them.

“Now, as we’re running short on time, let us turn our attention to Vacuo,” Professor Oobleck continued. “The last of the four Kingdoms of Remnant, Vacuo was once well-protected and rich in natural resources. Its citizens lived lives of plenty, until years of warfare, mining, and ecological devastation reduced the once-peaceful Kingdom to a deadly wasteland. The people of Vacuo are hardy and self-sufficient. Much of the population lives in the capital city, while the rest of the Kingdom’s people form nomadic tribes or small settlements outside its walls. Those people live hard lives, which leaves them remarkably accepting of anyone with the strength and skill to survive and contribute to the community. Those who live in the capital, with its relative safety and more abundant resources, tend to be both suspicious and resentful of outsiders, especially those from the Kingdom of Atlas. Many Vacuans emigrated to Vale after the Great War, bringing their culture, history, and traditions with them. These immigrants are partly responsible for Vale’s more tolerant attitude in comparison to Atlas and Mistral.”

That made sense, Yang thought. She’d traveled all around Vale, and she’d noticed the places where Vacuan restaurants and shops had sprung up throughout the city. Speaking of which, there was a great hole-in-the-wall Vacuan place just a couple blocks away from that club she’d trashed in the industrial district. She’d have to take her team there sometime. Their enchiladas were to die for!

“The people of Vacuo have little regard for law and order, and thus the Kingdom’s Council has little real power despite nominally serving the same role as those of other Kingdoms. Shade Academy serves as the closest thing the Kingdom possesses to a true source of central authority. Unfortunately, that’s all we have time for today. Please collect today’s homework assignment from Professor Varg as you leave. I’ll see you all tomorrow.”

With that final pronouncement, Oobleck bolted out the door in the direction of the teachers’ lounge, leaving the rest of them to make their way out at a more sedate pace.

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#feilan varg #I like this scene a lot not gonna lie

[hearties-circus]

I love it so much when my teachers blatantly play favourites with me like. Bestie.. why though?

#gamer txt. #ive said it before and ill say it again: i am a shit student. im not a teacher pet or anything. hell ill take any opportunity to tease them #but they all like me so much?? i cant figure it out?? #my re teacher who should hate me seeing as i talk to the most disruptive kid in class when hes being disruptive and that encourages him #is very nice to me. i dont know why i get tp privileges from her at all but hey ill take it #anyone else asks her to go to the bathroom and she says like 'ugh fine. but be quick' even if theyre a nice kid #i ask (and mind you i am not a nice kid) and she goes 'oh of course!' #anyone who has their head down on their desk is immediately told to lift it. i legit spent the entire class trying to sleep and she walked- #-right by me so many times and definitely saw me trying to sleep bc she was talking to the kid in front of me and said nothing. #she just let me sleep! cheers but why #my history teacher doesnt even look at my work she just marks it all correct and moves on #like me and my friend made the same mistake bc he copied me word for word #the teacher marked his wrong and then marked mine right. they were exactly the same !! #my art/pse teacher loves me despite how disruptive i am in her classes. i mean honestly i sit next to one of my besties in both- #-of her classes like i do not shut the fuck up and im loud about it too. not only that but im difficult as all fuck #but she loves me! shes so sweet to me all the time when she gives everyone else a much harsher tone #hell! even my pe teachers are nice to me and they should fucking hate me. im such a nuisance in pe honestly #i do not get it! why the hell are they being nice to me? what did i do to deserve that? #i know this sounds like im complaining about having it easy and im not. or at least im not trying to. #i just really hate not knowing peoples reasons. especially when their feelings about me should contradict their actions #do they know something about me that makes them so much nicer? #i mean i went to the school counselor for a couple of months in first year. is that it? #i mean my friend who also went to the counselor says the teachers who should hate her also strangely love her #Is that it? #if so that just feels.. i dunno. bad i guess. #belittling even? maybe? #i dunno. it just feels weird to me #and if it isnt the school counselor thing then genuinely what the fuck is going on #this uh. turned into a vent. sorry about that #weirdest fucking vent of my life my lord

[zuluc]

summary: how the genshin boys give hugs

characters: childe, diluc, kaeya, razor, venti, xiao, xingqiu, zhongli

style & genre: bulleted & written; fluff

warnings: none

notes: a self-indulgent fic for my birthday yay, i hope you guys enjoy this I just really want a hug but it’s hard to see friends right now 🤧🤧

Childe

sometimes a side hug or quick embrace; sometimes not because there are days he never wants to let you go

his outward persona is lost because he trusts you

once his arms come around you, you feel like the life is being squeezed out of you, in a good way of course

there are still traces of his past he has yet to share but he wants you to know how much you mean to him

Paimon had stayed behind to finish that chop suey Su Er'niang offered you both. You finished your share, giving some to your companion, and you left to sight-see around Liyue. 

It’s different from Mondstadt and there were quite a bit of things to get done here for your journey. Your feet take you to the stairs leading up to the Wanwen Bookstore and you hope no one has bought out the book you wanted to finish.

Before you could take a step upwards, someone grabs your wrist and pulls you into a small alley. You hand comes up to summon your sword but then your vision is obscured by a head of copper hair. You gasp when his arms tighten around your torso while he heaves a sigh beside your ear. He lets go after a few seconds and you can see the smile on his face.

“Just a recharge,” Childe winks and turns around to get back to what he was doing.

Diluc

he gives the type of hugs that hold so much emotion that he hides from the public

his body runs warm and appreciates when you snuggle further into him when he has you

his hugs are never quick and he likes to take his time, his hold tight enough to make you feel safe but loose enough to allow you to leave if you so wish

rarely initiates them but will take full control when you’re in private

You could tell when the work he had was becoming too much for the night. The annoyance tainted his handsome features and you just wanted to take it all away. Diluc worked hard, everyone knew that, but he was only human. 

You give him the letter Jean wrote out and proceed towards the door to get back to your own duties. Your name rolls off his lips and when you turn around to look at him he’s gesturing for you to get closer. When you’re mere inches from his desk he stands up and places one hand on your back and the other on the back of your head, burying his face into your neck.

The temperature outside was chilly and his naturally warm body contrasts to how you felt prior. You can feel him frown against you when he feels how cold your skin is.

“Will you be coming back tonight?”

Kaeya

he gives you many hugs, anywhere and at anytime

there isn’t a day where you never receive one and if that every happens, the next day will include even more

will almost always lift you off your feet and/or catch you off guard; he likes to keep you on your toes

even when you’re just standing around waiting for another mission or watching the sun set he’ll hold you close against his side

He’s late. Again. 

You finished off the last of the slimes around Starfell Lake with little to no damage to yourself, luckily, but someone was supposed to assist you to get the job done faster. You look around for any more enemies before kneeling down and dipping your hand into the water. It was cool against your skin, relaxing you after the day’s work. But it might have been just a bit too peaceful.

A force pushes you forward and you close your eyes to brace for the inevitable impact into the water. You wait a few seconds before realizing that you are still very much dry, but there’s something blocking you from lifting your arms. Kaeya chuckles behind you as you lightly hit his arm, hugging you tight.

“I got you,” he says with a smile.

Razor

he’s an awkward hugger, mostly because he doesn’t know how these things work as well as that he doesn’t want to hurt you

he doesn’t know where to put his hands and they usually end up against his sides before he realizes that he makes you think he doesn’t like them

when he gets more comfortable, his hugs are gentle and soft

he grew up with the wolves and these types of things just didn’t happen, but you make his heart soar

He’s taking a casual walk in Wolvendom to reflect on what Lupus Boreas had told him only days ago. He wasn’t a wolf, he was human, but he couldn’t accept it so quickly. His mind wanders and he doesn’t hear the steps, or rather running, behind him. It’s only until you jump on his back that he realizes.

You knew that he was thinking about what happened and you wanted to return as fast as you could to check on him. You slide off his back and he gives you a forced grin. Razor avoids your gaze but you place your hands on his shoulders to square them towards you.

He appreciates your presence and he wants nothing more than comfort, hands twitching at his sides. You’re aware of his little signals and smile when you hug him tightly. He closes his eyes and breaths in your calming scent while hugging you back with care.

“Thank you.”

Venti

there’s a sense of happiness once he hugs you because it just makes you feel lighter and free

there seems to always be a slight breeze about him and you can feel it brush your face when you rest your head on his shoulder

he comes and goes but never forgets to hug you before and after he returns to see you

his hold can range from very loose to holding on just a bit tighter

Venti left a month ago and you knew that’s just how his way of life was. He was never one to stay place for too long, much like the wind you would say. You yourself were someone who likes to travel around, but everything always brought you back to Mondstadt. 

You stand overlooking the city at “your usual place,” as he liked to call it, for some peace of mind. You sit on the edge of the statue’s outstretched hands and lean back on your hands to take in the view. A soft breeze passes by you and your ears pick up a quiet sound behind you. You smile and stand up, immediately wrapping your arms around him. 

His own naturally fall in place behind your back and a light laugh escapes his lips. It was nice to see you again, as always.

“Missed me?”

Xiao

he used to be so stiff when he first started hugging you as he never had physical contact with anyone

being you, he warms up and learns how to properly hug someone

will have a hand behind your head because he wants to make sure that every part you of is against him

he’s very protective of you in general and it gives him a peace of mind knowing he can keep an eye on you in this way

You’re sleeping, sitting in his lap with your head resting against his chest as he sits on the balcony of Wangshu Inn. You came to him only a few moments ago and it was clear that you took the time to clear out nearby hilichurl camps due to the small scratches and bruises you had on you.

Xiao narrows his eyes at more of the culprits across the water on the little islands, making a note to do something with them later. You mumble in your sleep and he looks down to see your brows furrowed. He cups your face gently and smooths his thumb over your cheek which causes your face to return to it’s peaceful state and you move closer to him. 

It was surprising that he fell for someone. You made your way into his life so unexpectedly and now he just wanted to take care of you. And he wouldn’t change a thing.

“Rest well.”

Xingqiu

very proper hugs because they are reciprocated in with the same energy, or even more, than the ones you may give him

he has no problem in giving you hugs away from prying eyes

he would usually whisk you away onto adventures with him with a promise of them

will get flustered when you hug him while saying just how much you appreciate him

You’re amused at the way he presents himself to others and talks to them as expected of him. Xingqiu was known to be mild- and well-mannered as his mischievous side was hidden from those not so close to him.

You both manage to escape the party, standing beside each other as you look up into the night sky. He feels less restricted with you and he takes this opportunity to lace his fingers through yours. You give him a fond smile and return to staring at the stars.

An idea pops into your head and you let go of his hand, him giving you a questioning look before he is brought into a hug. Xingqiu blushes at the suddenness of your actions but returns it nonetheless. His eyes keep diverting to the house so you have to reassure him that no one can see the both of you. 

“Let’s get out of here.”

Zhongli

he enjoys hugging, contrary to what most might think

he likes the intimate feeling and being close to someone he loves in such a sweet way that can be done anywhere

he will never deny you of the affection and if you initiate it he will go through with it no matter what

he’s always looking at you paired with a soft smile on his face whenever he has you in his arms

Zhongli’s voice pierces the quiet as you both take a stroll outside of Liyue. He’s telling you of its history and old traditions that have disappeared throughout the years, but you’re becoming tired due to the sound of his voice.

When you’re out of sight from the guards at the front gates you give a slight tug to the end of his coat sleeve. He stops in the middle of his story and sees that your eyes are growing weary. You keep your hold on his sleeve until you pull yourself to rest your head on his chest, closing your eyes and content with the sound of the night as you’re against him. 

He holds you close, making sure that you’re not actually asleep as it would make for a very interesting walk back. You tell him that you’re just resting your eyes for a few moments and that he can keep talking. That you love the sound of his voice. Zhongli places a kiss to your forehead as he continues, adoration for you clear in his eyes.

“Now, where was I...”

#genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact scenarios #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact headcannons #genshin impact fluff #genshin impact angst #childe #childe x reader #diluc x reader #diluc ragnvindr x reader #diluc ragnvindr #diluc #kaeya alberich #kaeya alberich x reader #kaeya x reader #kaeya #razor x reader #razor #venti #venti x reader #xiao #xiao x reader #zhongli #zhongli x reader #xingqiu #xingqiu x reader

[inkandpen22]

Chaotic as The Sea (3/?)

Pairing: Jack Sparrow x Female!Reader

Word Count: 3k Warning: swearing, violence Part Summary: The Black Pearl arrives in Bimini and as any adventure with Jack Sparrow, there’s chaos

Masterlist

Two days later... 

Will

We arrive at Bimini as the sun begins to set. Y/N and Barbosa argue that we should wait until sunrise to explore the island. I argue that we can't waste another minute without trying to rescue Elizabeth. Jack, to my surprise, agrees that we shouldn't wait. Though, I think his reasoning is because he wants to see the fountain. 

Barbosa, Jack, Gibbs, Ragetti, Pintel, Y/N, and I all hop off the boat to explore the island. Gibbs, Will, and Pintel all carry long torches for us as the only sources of light. 

"Okay, so I know the general direction, but unless you feel like risking the chance of getting lost, which I don't, I suggest we use the compass," Y/N announces. 

"I thought you were certain of the fountain's location," Barbosa remarks a tad agitated. 

"Every tree and speck of white sand look exactly the same. Next trip, I'll drop your ass in a jungle in the middle of the night and tell you to find your way out!" She snaps. 

"Okay, well then let's use the compass." Ragetti takes the compass of Jack's belt and hands it to Y/N. 

The device begins to spin in her hand and Ragetti peeks over her shoulder. Jack quietly moves to stand beside her, wishing to catch a glimpse of himself. 

Abruptly, Y/N shuts the compass and frantically tries to get rid of it. "Oh uh, no it's okay, Jack can take it." She tosses it to him. 

"Me?" He looks at her wide-eyed and panicky. "No, give it to Will! He wants to find the bloody place." He tosses it to me. 

"What's wrong with you two?" Barbosa yells in frustration. 

"The compass doesn't work for them," I state. 

"Seriously!" Y/N huffs. 

"What the hell are you talking about?" Barbosa questions. 

"When Jack holds it the arrow points to Y/N," I explain pointing between them. 

"Who told you that!" Jack questions. 

Then, Jack and Y/N both glare at Gibbs. "Gibbs!" They bark in unison. 

The older man holds up his hands in surrender. 

"Well, why can't Y/N do it?" Pintel questions timidly, circling his hands together. 

"Why can't Will just bloody do it and we can move on!" The woman challenges. 

Jack nods. "I'm with her on this one." 

I sigh. "When Y/N holds it, it points toward whatever she wants so bad in New France." 

"But isn't New France North of here?" Ragetti questions. 

"Yes!" The rest of us answer in unison. 

His face scrunches together in confusion. "But uh-" 

Y/N elbows Ragetti in the ribs. "Shut it!" She's quick to change the subject. "Let's go! Will! I'll lead the way, you just act as a checker." 

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30 minutes later... 

Y/N

As the seven of us continue to march through the thick jungle, Jack appears beside me. "After we're finished in New France. I say you and I pay a visit to Tortuga for old time's sake." 

I laugh. "Ha! Wish to relive our break-up?" 

"Think of it as a celebration of our reunion," he tries to sugarcoat it. 

I roll my eyes, laughing as I move ahead to join Will up front. "In your dreams!" 

Ragetti

I pick up my pace to catch up with Pintel. "I know something you don't know!" 

"What?" He eagerly asks. 

"When Y/N was holding the compass, the arrow was pointing toward her," I whisper. 

His face scrunches together. "Y/N desires herself?" 

"No!" I huff. "Jack was standing next to her!" 

He gasps, putting it all together. "So you mean-" 

"Yes!" 

He grins. "That's kinda sweet actually." 

Y/N

"Now be careful!" I announce to the men, watching my step as we get closer to the mountainside. "The natives made pit traps and other boobytraps-" 

Before I can finish my warning. Jack screams from the back of the group. When I whip my head around, Jack is nowhere to be seen. "For idiots like Jack," I sigh. 

"Does anyone see him?" Will questions, moving his torch around. 

"It's kind of dark!" Gibbs remarks. 

"Thank Jack and Will for that! They refused to wait until morning," I grumble, marching back to where I last saw Jack.  

"Jack!" We all call in a scatter as we search. 

"Captain!" Gibbs shouts. 

We all watch our steps, checking the heavily covered jungle floor and sky for any sign of him. He could be hanging from a tree in a net or in a hole somewhere. If it's deep enough and well covered, it'll be hard to hear him.

"This is ridiculous!" Gibbs huffs. 

"I say we leave him and tell the crew some natives got him," Barbosa suggests.  

"I have an idea," I announce as one pops into my head. "Give me the compass," I ask Will, holding out my head. 

"But how will that help?" He questions with a raised brow. 

I hold the compass in my palm and lift the lid. I watch as the arrow spins. Soon, each of the men are gathered around me in a circle, eager to catch a glimpse. Then, the arrow stops, pointing Southeast. The men break apart, allowing me to follow it. 

"Watch your step," I advise. 

I keep a close eye on the arrow, making sure it doesn't change direction. I'm about to take another step when Will suddenly grabs my arm. I glance ahead and realize there's a massive pit in front of me. Its edges were covered in leaves and brush. 

"Oh, thanks," I exhale deeply. 

"Captain! You down there?" Gibbs shouts down below, holding a torch above the massive pit. 

I kneel down beside the pit and await an answer. 

There's a faint, "Am I dead?" 

I giggle and shout back. "No, you're not dead you idiot!" 

"Pintel! Ragetti! Go fetch a rope from the ship!" Barbosa commands, sending the two off. 

I laugh, relieved that Jack is okay. Based on the distant swooshing sound, the pit is filled with water thankfully, not spikes. This could've been a recovery mission. I sit back on my knees and glance up to find the remaining three men staring at me with knowing grins. 

"What!" I sass, crossing my arms over my chest. 

"Nothing," they all say, breaking apart to roam in different directions. 

I roll my eyes, such nosy people, pirates. 

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The men work together, yanking Jack up from the bottom of the pit. I remained to kneel beside the edge, holding up a torch so we can see Jack when he pops up. 

"Ho!" Barbosa calls out as they tug the robe. "Ho!" 

Soon, Jack appears from within the darkness and I grip his belt, guiding him to safety. The men release the rope and relax, releasing panting breaths. 

"You okay? Captain!" Gibbs questions. 

"Yeah," Jack flips onto his back, catching his breath, "yeah, I should be fine. How did you-" His eyes flicker about until his eyes land on the compass on the ground beside me. 

"Ah, now that's interesting." A cheeky smirk begins to form on his face as he lifts his gaze to meet mine. 

I shove him in the shoulder, frustrated. "I told you to watch where you were going!" He has no idea how worried I was. 

"I was a tad distracted by you, Love," he chuckles. 

My eyes fall shut as I release a sigh of relief. Thank God, he's okay. 

Jack places his hand on my thigh, capturing me by surprise. His dark eyes meet might and I place my hand over his. He flips his over and they interlock in my lap. His eyes soften at the sight. 

Suddenly, there's a series of yells from across the jungle. Each of us tosses our heads to the side and sees small glimmers of light in the distance. Jack flies up beside me from his laid position. 

"Are they with us?" He questions. 

There's the ring of a gunshot and the bullet hits the tree right by Barbosa's head. 

"Don't think so!" Will declares, his voice shaky. 

"Who are they?" I shout. 

"Wait! They're Black Beard's men! I remember one of them. He's the one who took Elizabeth!" Will determines. 

“How did they find the fountain?” Barbosa yells. 

“He knew you’d come and find me!” I comprehend and look over at Jack. “He’s been following us here!” 

Pintel and Ragetti immediately make a run for it. 

“I’m with them, time to go!” Will decides and starts to run back to the ship. 

Jack takes my hand and instantly brings me to my feet. We begin to run too, hand in hand. 

“Cowards!” Barbosa shouts and stands his ground. He whips out his gun and begins to shoot at the mob. “Come and get it you slimy gits! Ha!” He laughs. 

Running utterly blind in the dark jungle, there’s hardly any light other than that that can make it through the tree tops from the moon. We make it through the jungle and see the beach a few yards ahead. Will and the two morons make a bee-line for the ship, when they’re suddenly stopped by a cluster of Blackbeard’s men running from down the beach. Jack pulls me into his side and draws his sword.

 Suddenly, I feel a hand wrap around my wrist and I’m yanked away from Jack. He immediately whips around and his eyes grow wide. My back slams into someone’s chest and I struggle to free myself. More of Blackbeard’s men appear from within the jungle and begin to fight Jack. Two men begin to drag me off and I fling around, trying to break free. 

"Jack!" I scream. “Let me go you bastards!” 

Jack searches for me and when he finally spots me, he screams. "No!" He looks at me pleading and full of guilt. 

As more of Blackbeard’s men appear, we both quickly realize there’s nothing either of us can do. These morons are taking me to their ship, more than likely to see their captain and to be held prisoner. This is yet another reunion I did not request. 

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After sailing out to the Queen Anne's Revenge a couple hundred yards from the island, the nasty men take me aboard and immediately drag me off to the captain’s quarters. They swing open the double doors below top deck and we enter a familiar red velvet decorated office. 

A tall man stands behind the desk with his back to us. "And who do we have here?" A familiar voice purrs. When he spins around, his grin falls to confusion. "Y/N?" 

"I told you! Idiots!" I huff and yank my arms free from his buffoons."Hi, Eddie," I offer a fake smile.

"Eddie?" The pair beside me repeat in unison. 

The captain pinches the bridge of his nose with a sigh. "How many times must I tell you?" 

"You could hand me the Templar Treasure yourself, I won't call you Blackbeard. It's stupid," I laugh, approaching him. 

"Leave us," he commands his minions. Once we’re allow, he moves to stand the other side of his desk. He props himself against it with a grin. "So, you and Jack are back together again..." 

"No way in hell," I snicker, taking a look about his office. He’s changed it in the last five years. "He promised me he knew where the Templar Treasure was, I'm simply completing my half of the deal." 

"Which is?" He inquires. 

I stop my admiring of his decor to meet his gaze. "Showing him to the fountain." 

"You would honestly betray me like that?" He acts offended my placing his hand against his chest. 

"If it guaranteed me the Holy Grail? Yes,” I stand firm. 

"Your loyalties still lie with that treasure? You truly are a pirate at heart,” he smirks. He rises from his position on the desk to pour us chalices of wine. As he approaches me, his eyes travel up and down my entirety. "Dare I say, you look amazing." 

I accept the wine, but roll my eyes at his compliment. "Oh save it.” 

He pouts dramatically. "What happened to the spirited eighteen-year-old I first met?” He reaches up and tucks strands of my hair behind my ear. “You're bitter now." 

I lift my arm and knock his hand away from me. "It's called maturing." 

"Have you matured enough to conclude that I'm the better man than Jack?" He smirks, stepping closer to me. 

I move away from him and toward the book case against the far wall behind his desk. "I think I prefer neither of you,” I answer over my shoulder. 

"One point, if I recall correctly, there was a point where you couldn't choose between us." He narrows his eyes, taking a sip of his wine as he creeps closer to me again. "Do you remember those few months in Bermuda?" 

I shift of my heels, allowing my eyes to fall to the Persian rug beneath them. "It was always going to be him, Eddie..." 

Abruptly, he rushes toward me and pins me against the bookcase. My wine falls out of my hand and stains the rug. "I could've had you if I wanted!" He growls. 

I look him dead in the eyes with a clenched jaw. "You dare threaten me!” 

He laughs mockingly. "What? Going to curse me?" 

I grin. "That used to terrify you if I recall correctly." 

"You're all bark and no bite. I happen to know for a fact, you don't practice dark magic!" He challenges. 

"Just because I don't practice it, doesn't mean I don't know how to use it.”  

There’s a commotion outside and soon the double doors swing open to reveal Jack marching in, gun drawn. While Eddie is distracted I pick up a vase off one of the shelves near me and I knock him over the head with it. The vase shatters into a hundred pieces over his head and the man falls to the ground with a thud at my feet. My chest rises and falls rapidly as I meet Jack’s gaze. His eyes flicker away from the man knocked out on the floor and up to me. 

"I hate that I'm relieved to see you," I pant. 

He runs over to me and takes my hand. "Consequence of loving me." He guides me over to one of the windows and swings it open. “Can you jump?” 

I look at him as though he as three heads. “Can you jump? What kind of dumb question is that?” I mock. Then, I ask him a similar dumb question. “I don’t know Jack, can you swim?” I roll my eyes and climb up onto the windowpane and jump out. 

“Jesus, Mary, and the bloody camel sorry for asking!” I hear him grumble under his breath as climbs out the window and jumps in after me. 

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Jack

We’re not sure how we’ll get Elizabeth back, but we will. Though, I suspect that he was never after the fountain. No, what he truly wanted was Y/N and the fountain was just a cover-up. I brought her right to him. For now, we just need to create some distance between us so we can form a plan. 

Y/N climbs the ladder above me and Gibbs helps her on board. She offers him a thank you and brushes herself down. The crew is well into their tasks, getting us far from this island as soon as possible. 

“Glad to see you’re safe, Miss,” Gibbs greets. 

“Did everyone make it back okay?” She questions as I climb aboard. 

“Yes, even I,” Barbosa announces with a proud grin. “Not with the help of you lot,” he adds. 

“Don’t exactly have a death wish,” she giggles. 

“There’s a change of clothes for you in the Captain’s office,” Gibbs informs her. 

She offers him thanks and begins toward my quarters. Barbosa and Gibbs break apart to return to their positions. 

“You! Hold it!” I call out. 

The two men glance in my direction, wondering who I’m speaking to. They follow my gaze to Y/N. 

She whips her head around, her gorgeous, long, wavy, Y/H/C flowing in the breeze. She crosses her arms over chest. “Excuse me?” She scoffs with a grin forming on her lips. 

I narrow my gaze at her. “I have one question.” 

Barbosa and Gibbs watch the interaction, their heads tilting back and forth between us with each exchange. The crew too watches as they attempt to multitask with their duties. Her eyes remain on the deck panels and anywhere else but me. 

“Did you know the compass would lead you to me?” I ask. 

There’s a pause and I can tell she’s reluctant to answer despite the amused expression she wears. Then, her eyes rise to meet mine with a sigh. “Yes... maybe...” 

I smirk, approaching her slowly. “Oh see now that’s interesting, don’t you think?” 

“What? Just going to gloat about the ship now?” She rolls her eyes, directing her focus in the distance away from me. 

I bring my hands up to her cup her face and make her meet my gaze. To my surprise and pleasure, she doesn’t move from her spot or shove me away. Instead, brings her fingers to hook through the loops of belt. 

“You stay with me from now on. No more hiding out.” I smirk. “That’s an order,” I tease quietly between us. 

“Whatever you say...” Her eyes fall to my lips and then flicker back to my eyes. She grins. “Captain.” 

One my hands slips behind her head to her neck and I bring my lips to meet hers in a needy kiss. Her arms fling over my shoulders, deepening the kiss. 

“Now they’re going to be insufferable!” I hear Barbosa grumble to Gibbs as he stomps off. 

Five years of searching for her, waiting for, wondering if I’ll ever see her again. What happened between us all those years ago is one of my greatest regrets if not the biggest. Our relationship has never been easy, in fact it’s exceedingly complicated and one giant headache. We haven’t stopped arguing since the moment we met and rarely agree on anything. Yet, we love as we do argue with each other, passionately and with everything we have. Now that I have Y/N back and I know she loves me in return, I’m never letting her go. God help me if I let Blackbeard anywhere near her. 

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[mikkomacko]

So not sure if you’re going to understand this but here’s my idea: the team not knowing that the reader is dating both Bucky and Steve (Stucky) and they confront her and say some awful things like she’s using them, a cheating wh*re etc. and she just starts crying and runs and locks herself in their room (or whatever you’d like). Then Stucky comes back or out from somewhere looking for her and then they ask the team and the team tells them that she was “cheating” on both of them with each other and then they’re like no we’re all dating each other and the team feels all bad and you can end it how you want lol. You don’t have to do this and sorry if it’s bad.

A/n: Sorry it took so long! Hope it's ok! <3

~

Two Avengers dating would cause enough gossip in itself, but three Avengers? Two of which have been best friends since the 40s? She can't imagine what kind of reaction that would get out of Sam or Nat who have always teased Steve and Bucky about being really good friends.

So when y/n, Bucky, and Steve made their relationship official, they kept it as low-key as possible. Anything beyond cuddling was reserved for the privacy of their rooms, flirting had to be subtle, and all dates were far from the Avengers compound.

They just had to pray they could follow the rules and keep their hands to themselves when others were around.

~

Drumming her fingers on the folder, y/n heads up HR to submit her latest mission report. It was simple surveillance mission, nothing exciting to report on but she'd been gone for over a week and wanted to get the report in asap so it could be done with. Dropping it off on the incoming desk, she promptly turns on her heel to head to lunch but is stopped just outside of the doorway by a hand on her bicep. She's tugged into the hidden corner before she can even react, two strong arms caging her against the cool wall.

Bucky, dressed for a training session, stands before her, blue eyes sparkling and lips smiling. Immediately, her guard falls, lips widening into a smile that reflects the same love shining through Bucky's.

"Careful Barnes," she teases, "next time I won't be so kind about ya pawing at me."

He clicks his tongue. "Wouldn't be pawing if you'd come to see me as soon as you got back."

"Paperwork waits for no one. Not even Cap and Sarge."

He sighs playfully. "Damn doll, that hurts. Think ya should kiss it better."

So she does. Cupping his jaw between two soft palms, y/n seals their mouths together in a tender kiss, completely blind to Bruce and Tony who have just caught sight of them from down the hall.

~

Bucky heads down to the gym and y/n heads to room to clean up before lunch, ignoring his pleas for her to join him. She's technically on recovery from her last mission and she's definitely going to milk that for a day off. She's approaching her door when one just down the hall opens, a familiar blond head of hair coming into view.

She pauses, leaning her shoulder against the doorway and smiles at him. "Hey Cap, fancy seeing you here."

He lifts his head, soft blue eyes meeting hers and he smiles that cute little smirk only Steve Rogers could smile. "Hey, heard you got back early this morning."

"Yeah, way early." She laughs, tilting her chin up as he moves closer.

"How'd it go?"

He stops in front of her, crossing his arms over his chest and tilting his head. It's his typical go-ahead-I'm-listening stance but by the way he's eyeing her mouth she knows he doesn't actually want to hear it right now. Steve always tries to hide the fact that he's just as clingy as Bucky.

"Is that really what you're going to ask me, Rogers? After being gone for so long you want my mission run down right now?"

He chuckles, dipping his head and lightly shaking it. "No not really."

"So what's your real question?"

Bashful, he meets her eyes again. "Can I have a hello?"

Y/n laughs, butterflies fluttering in her chest as she rises on her tiptoes to kiss him. He gently grips her waist, pulling her just the slightest bit closer and humming in content. She throws her arms around his neck, fingertips shifting into the hair at the base of his neck, once again too caught up in her boyfriend to notice Nat and Sam have just spotted them from the end of the corridor.

~

"You'll never believe what we just saw!" Sam shouts, hightailing it into the kitchen with Natasha hot on his heels. Bruce and Tony both startle in their seats at the table, water sloshing over the edge of Bruce's mug.

"Nuh-uh, we're first." Tony says, shaking his head.

"No we are." Sam insists, Tony opening his mouth to continue the argument but Natasha cuts him off.

"Rogers and y/n are together."

And that makes Tony and Bruce pause. Sam whoops proudly, smirking at the two as they share looks of confusion.

"Steve and y/n?" Bruce confirms, eyebrows pinching together when Nat nods firmly.

Tony sighs. "Well that puts us in a bit of pickle because we saw Barnes with his tongue down her throat."

Sam's jaw drops. "What? When?"

"Earlier today!" Bruce exclaims, motioning towards the HR department. "She was dropping off paperwork and he just grabbed her and kissed her."

"Well we just watched Steve pin her against a door and kiss her not even ten minutes ago." Nat exclaims, anger building up in her veins. "Which means we've got a problem."

Sam turns to her, just as angry. "Damn right we do!"

~

Bottom lip between her teeth, y/n attempts to hide the giddy smile that's been plastered on her face since her reunion with her boys. It's a weak attempt because she's practically as bright as a ray of sunshine but she doesn't really care. She's happy. She's so incredibly happy and she wants it to last forever.

Unfortunately for her, the feeling is cut short far too soon because as soon as she enters the kitchen, 4 pairs of eyes are glaring at her.

"Hey everyone," she says tentatively, slowing to a stop. "what's going on?"

Sam scoffs, crossing his arms over his chest. "Why don't you tell us what's going on?" He says coldly, "You know besides you macking on our friends."

Macking on his friends? Oh god, Steve and Bucky! They found out about their relationship...

Her jaw drops, cut-off guard. "Wait! I can explain-"

"Cheaters don't get an explanation." Nat cuts off, eyes mean and piercing. Y/n heart sinks into her stomach. Cheating? She'd never cheat in her life, especially not on Bucky and Steve.

"Cheating? I'm not-"

Tony rises from his seat. "Save it y/n. We know you're cheating on Bucky and Steve with each other. How could you do that? They're like brothers and your just using them-"

"No I'm not!" She insists, panicking under the hateful gazes. "You guys don't understand. Just let me-"

"No!" Sam cuts off. "Bucky and Steve have both gone through so much. Do you realize how difficult it must have been for them to open up to you? And you thew it all away. You hurt them. You're a bitch y/n, full honestly."

Tears sting her eyes. Sam's never said anything like that to her let alone anyone they know. He's always been so kind and welcoming so to hear such hurtful words from him has her stunned. She can't even think of anything to say to defend herself.

"Y-you really think that lowly of me?" She sniffles, "That I would do something like that?"

"We saw it, y/n." Banner responds, nose scrunched in disgust. "Now get outta here before we throw you out."

Insulted and insecure, she shakes her head. "I can't believe you all." Then she turns on her heel, running to the safety of her room.

~

Bucky's spotting Steve on the bench press when the foursome of Avengers walk in, somber looks on their faces.

"Steve," Bucky says, gaining his attention. Immediately the super soldier is setting down his weights, sitting up to look at their friends.

"What's going on? Is someone hurt?" Steve asks, rising to his feet. Sam shakes his head, smiling sympathetically.

"No one's hurt," he assures "but we've got something to tell you."

Bucky swallows nervously, something in him going on high alert. He knows that this is about y/n, that something's happened and it makes him anxious. Where is she?

"What?" Bucky asks, noticing the lingering anger in Nat's eyes.

"It's y/n," she says "she-"

"She what?" Bucky interrupts quickly, readying himself to sprint upstairs.

"She's cheating," Tony says, eyes flickering between the two men. "On you two. With each other."

Oh, Bucky wasn't expecting that. He turns to Steve, the two sharing a silent conversation between themselves. They know? Looks like it pal. How'd that happen? I told you to be careful...

"Don't worry, we already gave her a piece of our minds-"

"You what?!" Steve suddenly asks, finally realizing what they're saying. They think y/n cheated on them because they don't know they're all three dating each other. And they confronted her about it.

"What did you say?" Bucky asks lowly.

"The truth," Sam says proudly. "that she's a bitch for using you both."

Before anyone can react Bucky is rushing towards the doors, abandoning his belongings in favor of checking on y/n. Steve doesn't mind, knowing that when it comes to being emotional and open, Bucky is typically the one she leans on. He's good at being a comforting shoulder.

"Oh god Sam," Steve sighs. "Y/n isn't cheating-"

"Yeah-"

"No she's not!" He shouts, startling them. "She's not. For the past few months we've been dating. The three of us."

The silence is almost amusing if Steve wasn't too busy thinking of his girl upstairs, upset.

"Like a throuple?" Bruce asks, confused.

Steve nods shortly. "Thanks for accusing her instead of talking it out. Appreciate it." He says icily, pushing around them. Stalking towards the exit, he calls over his shoulder. "Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a girl to go check on."

~

Bucky has wrapped her up like a burrito in the comforter from his bed on the floor of her room, leaning back against the side of the matress with her sat between his parted thighs. Her eyes are still wet and swollen but she's giggling through her sniffles, a spoon hanging out of her mouth and a bowl of soup in her lap. They both look up when he enters the room, Y/n smiling shyly and Bucky relieved.

"We ok sweetheart?" He asks, waiting for her nod before looking to Bucky.

"We're good Steve," he promises, sweeping her hair over her shoulder with his hand and brushing his fingers through it. "She was just frustrated. Didn't know they could think she'd do something like that."

"That's because she wouldn't," Steve says firmly, sitting on the floor next to them. "and we know that y/n. We know you'd never hurt us like that."

"I love you Steve," she swears, resting her head on his shoulder. "And I love you Buck. Thanks for doing this for me."

"Course doll," Bucky says, kissing the side of her head. "Don't have to thank us for loving you." Steve hums his agreement.

"But..."Bucky quickly adds, "you can thank me after I beat Sam's ass for calling you that."

Steve sighs, rolling his eyes. "Buck..." He says warningly but he doesn't even finish the scolding thought because their boyfriend's threat has made y/n smile and that's all they could ever ask for.

#stucky x reader #stucky blurb #Steve Rogers x reader x Bucky Barnes #bucky barnes blurb #steve rogers blurb

[seiyasabi]

Fixation

(This is a Yandere Yelena x Fem Reader story ;)) This takes place in a Modern AU outside of the anime, and I won’t justify my reasoning lmao 

TW: Coercion, !Drugging!, Manipulation, !Noncon!, !Dubcon!, Daddy kink (ehehe), spanking, she’s a straight up Dom w her tall ass, kinda a meanie, degradation!, handcuffs!, use of sex toys!, Overstim!, size kink!, dumbification?, unwanted filming!, etc.. 

Proceed with caution! Sorry if this is too self indulgent lmao, when women (lesbians) talk to me, I become the biggest idiot to ever exist :)) ) 

Today wasn’t the best day to wear a skirt. 

Begrudgingly smoothing down the lilac fabric of your skirt, you huff indignantly. All you wanted to do was look cute for your crush, Marco, but it seems that that was too much to ask for. 

Your white sweater, at least, keeps you somewhat warm from the harsh wind. It’s tucked into the waistband of your high waisted skirt, and your thigh high socks push the fat of your cute thighs out slightly. The sound of your white sneakers against the pavement is drowned out by your classmates’ loud voices, and you’re seemingly unaware of a certain black-eyed glare. 

Seeing your classroom come into view, you hurry inside, sliding into your lab assigned seat. Eyeing the dark haired male of your dreams, you can’t help but sigh pathetically at the fact that he hasn’t noticed you. Up until recently, the two of you were great friends-always hanging out and texting one another. But, the moment the both of you picked up this class, everything changed. 

Hearing the seat next to you slide open, you glance up at your seatmate. Smiling up at the tall woman, you greet her kindly, “Hi, Lena! How’re you today?” 

The Russian exchange student smirks down at you, as she plops onto the seat, “Good, now that you’re here.” 

Laughing at her gruff words, you wave her off, “You always say that,” Zipping open your backpack, you pull out your class notes, “What’re you going to do this weekend?”

Her smirk widens, dark eyes gleaming, “Why? Asking me on a date?” You laugh once more, completely oblivious to her hopeful tone. 

“You’re so funny, Lena,” Pulling out your pack of multicoloured pens, you start to set up for your class, “I just heard you speaking with Annie about ‘something big’ the other day, so I became curious.” 

Not one to acknowledge boundaries, the blonde woman starts to play with your (hair/sweater), “I’m throwing a party, one you should come to,” Her tone leaves no room to negotiate, but you don’t really notice. Nodding, you smile up at her. 

“Sounds fun! When is it and who’s going?” Her hand trails down to your thigh, fiddling with your sock. Brushing off your mild alarm at her ministrations, you justify her actions through your cultural differences. 

“Tonight at eight. Annie and her friends should be there, same with Marco and a few others,” She name dropped the kind man on purpose, knowing your misguided infatuation with him. If only you knew how much of a pussy he is. All she did was threaten him once, and suddenly he stayed clear of you. It made her life easier, sure, but it annoyed her that he dropped you like a gutted fish. You’re too good for that. 

Pulling out your phone, you pull up your calendar, showcasing that you have no plans this evening, “Okay, I can go!” 

Her smirk grows wider than before, “Great,” Yelena’s accent seemingly grows thicker, her r rolling more harshly than before. 

With that, class begins without a hitch; Yelena’s hand still glued to your perfect thigh. 

-

Stepping out of your car, you readjust your new outfit. Keeping the thigh highs from earlier, you changed your lilac skirt for a black, body con one, along with a cropped, black long sleeve shirt that accentuates your cleavage. 

Slamming your car door shut, you lock it with your key, before heading towards Yelena’s luxurious flat. You can hear low music and voices from her open top floor balcony, multiple shadows moving inside her home. 

With a fast beating heart, you can’t help but hope that Marco will speak with you tonight. With that hope deep in your chest, you step inside the fancy building’s lobby. Approaching the front desk, you go to show them your ID, but are met with brightly smiling faces. 

“Go on up to the tenth floor, (Your Name)! Yelena already told us that you’re coming!” Surprise overcomes your form. Why do they know you by appearance alone? You’ve never even been here before. 

“Oh, okay! Thank you,” Deciding to ignore the weird situation at hand, you head towards the lift. Pressing the button, you wait a few moments, before stepping into the open lift doors. The sleek metal walls reflect your appearance back at you, whilst you press the pristine ‘10’ button. With a small beep, the lift begins to move, practically flying at top speed to the top floor. 

Once at the tenth floor, the doors fly open, showing what looks to be a living room. You can’t help but gawk at the large flat displayed before you. Your classmate must be quite wealthy to afford a place like this. 

You awkwardly make your way inside, and are immediately greeted by the party’s host, “Hey, (Your Name), welcome!” You’re side hugged by a buff arm, practically slammed into Yelena’s torso. 

“Hey, thanks for having me!” You pat her back in an attempt to have her let you go, but instead, it seems to spur her on. She drags you towards a large L-shaped couch, which is filled by Annie, Reiner, and Bertholdt. A handful of others sit at her dining room table and kitchen counter, the open concept allowing everyone to see and speak to each other comfortably. 

Reiner glances up from the story he’s telling Historia and Ymir, a grin painting his handsome features, “Whoa, that’s a new look for you, (Your Name)!” 

Multiple eyes are suddenly glued to your now self conscious form, an uneasy smile on your face, “Hello, everyone.”

“Don’t get me wrong, you look great! It’s just really different from your normal, cute clothes,” People nod and agree with the large man, causing you to break out in a nervous sweat. 

“Well, I hope I don’t look too bad,” You joke halfheartedly, “I just wanted to try something new.” 

Yelena takes your appearance in, practically salivating. Whilst she does enjoy your usual clothing, this look fits you quite well. 

“You look very nice,” Bertholdt reassures soothingly, patting the spot by him, “You can sit next to me, if you’d like.”

The short haired woman glued to your side reacts immediately, “No, the girl needs a drink,” Annie shoots her a knowing look, which she nods to in response. You’re practically ragdolled to the kitchen bar, as the conversation starts up once more. Once at the marble countertop, the large woman releases you in favour of pouring you a cup of spiked punch, “This is very good. Made it myself.” 

You give her a bright smile, accepting the red solo cup, “Cool! I’m sure it’s delicious!” Bringing the cup to your (lipstick/chapstick/lipgloss) coated lips, you take a small sip. A burst of fruity goodness explodes on your tastebuds, making your eyes widen in surprise. You can’t taste a drop of alcohol in it, “Wow! This is really good!” 

A proud grin overtakes her lips, as she nods her thanks, “Of course it is. I knew you were coming, after all,” You laugh in response, and take another sip of the red liquid. 

“I see! Well, you have a very nice home!” The tall woman leans against the counter, holding herself up with an arm that goes behind your form. 

“Thank you. It’s very spacious. I find myself lonely at times,” Her large, black eyes stare down at you, trying to send you a message through them alone. 

“Oh, well, have you tried getting a roommate? Maybe the flat won’t be so empty,” She nods at your words. 

“Yes, that’s a good idea. Would you be my roommate?” You laugh, thinking that she’s joking. Not bothering to look up, as you take another swig of your drink, you don’t see the somewhat hurt look on her face. 

“That would be something! Not only are we seatmates, but we’re also roommates,” You giggle some more, taking more sips of your delicious drink, “But, your flat is a lot nicer than mine. I may take up on your offer.”

Looking up, you see her grin at you approvingly, “Yes, that would be nice,” What you don’t know is that her lease is almost up, making it so she has paperwork she needs to fill out. Paperwork that would look great with your co-sign on it. 

-

Three drinks in, and you’re feeling a bit woozy. Typically, you’re not a lightweight, but it seems that you are tonight. 

Leaning your upper body onto Yelena’s strong form, you laugh hysterically at something Reiner says, “Oh my God, you’re hilarious-” You cut yourself off with a snort, causing the entire room to laugh at your cute giggling. 

The short haired woman you’re currently using as a pillow holds you tenderly, a pleased smile on her face. The stuff Annie gave her works very well. 

“Man, if you weren’t Yelena’s girl, I would’ve cuffed you a semester ago!” Reiner roars wholeheartedly, slapping the leather couch below him. 

In your cloudy mind, you barely understand the words he just said, “Haha, wha-?” 

Pushing your head into her breasts, Yelena shushes you, “My poor baby is such a lightweight,” She and the others chuckle at that understatement, “I think it’s time to turn in for the night.”

Her civil way of kicking everyone out was enough, as everyone trickles out of her luxurious flat. Once the last person leaves, Yelena stands to her feet, scooping you up in her buff arms. She goes to her lift, pressing the lock input, she types in the lock code, not allowing anyone in or out of her home. Your high mind can barely comprehend what’s going on around you. 

She hums an unknown tune, as she goes up her steps to her master bedroom. Kicking open the door, she flips on her bedroom light with her elbow, before shutting the door with her foot. Sauntering to her California King sized bed, she lays your drugged out form on her light grey coloured sheets. 

“-Lena, wha-” Your head lulls to the side as you giggle uncontrollably, “-Are- are we dating?” She hums in response, starting to pull down your skirt. 

“Yes, my Darling Girl,” She smooches your forehead, “We’ve been together since I moved here,” Pulling your skirt’s fabric down and off of your legs, she tosses it on the floor, exposing your pink panties. 

“Bu-but, I like Marco,” You weakly attempt to push her grabby hands away from you, “I-I wan’ Marco!” 

The feelings of disgust, envy, and fury overwhelm her all at once. How dare you! She’s always treated you so well, that spineless fucker doesn’t deserve anything from you! He especially doesn’t deserve your wonderful heart! 

She says nothing, grabbing your blouse, and chucking it off of you. Your breasts jiggle at her ministrations, your bra just barely containing your tits. Seeing your almost bare, perfect body makes her pussy tingle, but her anger outweighs her arousal. 

Settling on the bed, she grasps your boneless body, and pulls you over her knees. You’re still muttering and questioning the validity of your relationship, all whilst saying that horrible boy’s name, causing her to cup the fat of your ass and squeeze harshly. 

“Baby, you know better than to say those horrible things. I love you very much, and it hurts to hear you say that.” 

Your breasts, arms, and head rest over her left knee, as you try to look up at her stern face, “But-”

“No buts, you know what happens when you act like a brat,” She slaps your ass experimentally, earning a pained yelp. A small smirk covers her lips, and she hits your ass as hard as she can. 

“‘M sorry! ‘M sorry! I didn’t mean it!” Your pleading is cute, so cute. 

“I know you didn’t, Princess. But I have to remind you of your place,” She slams her hand down once more, jolting your entire body. A shrill cry leaves your lips, as you try to move off of her lap, but seemingly can’t find the strength to do so. 

After five more smacks, the blonde pulls you onto her lap in a straddling position. One of her arms wraps around your top half, pushing your crying face into her neck. The other is wrapped around your waist, hand smoothing over your bruising ass, and playing with the hem of your panties. 

“Don’t cry, Princess. You know I had to set you straight,” She coos, “Your stupid, little brain is far too gone to understand at the moment, but you will once you sober up. So, for now, let your Daddy make you feel good.” 

You mutter nonsensical words in between your sobs, but the large woman isn’t put off. After she’s done with you, you’ll never think of that freckled fuck ever again. At least, you won’t unless you want him dead. 

Wrestling your pliant body to the mattress once more, she leaves you on the bed by yourself, before rolling onto the left side. Opening the top drawer of her nightstand, she pulls out a pair of handcuffs, a battery powered hitachi wand, duct tape, and a small bottle of lube. Setting them on the bed by your writhing form, she quickly makes her way back to you. 

“Shh, it’s alright, Princess. I’m right here,” Yelena reaches under you, fiddling with your bra’s hooks until it pops open, allowing her to slide your useless arms out of the garment. Tossing it aside, she sucks in a deep breath, enjoying the view of your plush chest. Experimentally, she pinches your right nipple, relishing the small moan you let out at the feeling. Gripping the handcuffs next to you, she feeds your dainty wrists through the opening, popping the pink, plush cuffs on tightly. Happy with the result, she continues her endeavour. 

Moving farther down your body, she leaves your socks on, loving how your thigh fat squishes up a bit. Grabbing the hem of your cute, pink panties, she pushes them off of you, exposing your pretty cunny. It separates from you with a small string of slick, filling Yel with a sense of satisfaction. You’re her perfect pain slut, aren’t you? 

Pushing on your pliant legs open, she smiles happily down at you, dark eyes blown wide open, “Awe, is your slutty pussy wet for me?” 

You shake your head rapidly, disorienting yourself more than before, “Nu-no! It’s not!” She clicks her tongue teasingly, her smile growing wider than before. 

“Don’t lie to me, Princess. Now I have to punish you once more,” Forcing your legs open, she holds them down with her own, straddling your waist. Her large form easily overpowers you, as she grabs the blue hitachi wand, and flips it on to the highest setting. Pushing it against your clit with a swift motion, your entire body jolts at the sudden stimulation. A loud whine leaves your lips, as you try to buck it off of your sensitive cunny. 

“Puh-please! Take it off! It’s too much!” Yelena snickers in delight, ignoring your pleading. Grabbing the duct tape from beside you, she rips off a few long strips, before smacking them onto your skin and the vibrator, effectively keeping it attached to you. 

Your moans and whimpers continue to grow louder and louder, as you try your best not to cum. You bite your lips in the hopes of stifling yourself, but it does little to help. If anything, it just spurs the large woman on. 

“Go on, cum for me, cum for Daddy,” You shake your head, a few keens falling from your mouth, as she watches in awe at the way your cunny leaks and clenches around nothing. 

Your toes curl in ecstasy as you cum, a loud whine escaping you. A gush of your orgasm flows from you, wetting the blonde woman and the mattress below. Two long, slender fingers prod at your slick pussy, forcing themselves inside your sensitive walls. 

“Good Girl, You’re so Good for me,” They Start to move in a ‘come hither’ motion, hitting your g-spot repeatedly with how long her fingers are.  

“Too much! Too much!” You cry, as she quickly brings you over the edge once more. 

More slick sprays from your cunny, as overstimulation begins to set in. Yelena captures your lips with hers, thrusting her tongue into your mouth. The kiss is wet and hot, as she grips at your plush chest. 

“No, no it’s not, Baby. It’s not enough,” Fumbling with her fly, she releases the strap she’s been wearing all night. In all honesty, she’s surprised that you hadn’t noticed the bulge or felt it underneath your ass earlier. It’s a good ten inches in length, and around 5.5 inches of girth. 

It is pretty intimidating for most, but due to your fucked out stupor, it should feel amazing for you. Grabbing the lube, she squeezes a small amount onto the silicone cock, smoothing it over the toy in sync with her fingers pumping inside of you. 

Deeming the toy and your cunny ready, she makes the next move. Sliding off of your numb legs, she stands to her feet, towering over you in all of her glory. Hefting you up and off of the mattress, she quickly punched your back against her pristine, white wall. Forcing your arms around the back of her head, she continues to kiss your drooly mouth vigorously. 

Wrapping your legs around her slender waist, her large leg muscles and arms work to hold you up. Guiding your dripping cunny over the tip of her strap, she slowly sinks you onto it. 

A keen of both surprise and pleasure rips out of your throat, as you grip onto her short, blonde locks. Giggling, she bucks her hips into yours sharply, causing you to orgasm on the spot. The vibrator and her strap on feels like heaven. 

Throwing your head back in bliss, you feel your arousal drip onto her dress pants, creating even more wet spots than before. Separating from your lips, she grins down at you. 

“Look at you, dirty Girl,” She spanks your ass harshly with one hand, as she continues a hardcore pace. The tip of the silicone cock batters against your cervix, causing you to cry out in both pleasure and pain, “You love it when Daddy ruins your pussy, don’t you?” 

Too fucked out to think properly, you nod your head vigorously, “Uh-huh! Uh-huh! I love Daddy’s cock!” She kisses your cheek tenderly, not stopping her thrusts for even a moment. Moving her lips down your vulnerable neck, she starts to suck the tender skin, leaving dark love marks on your pretty skin. 

“Mmm, good Princess! Since you’re such a good girl, I think you deserve a treat. Do you want a treat? Does your dumb little mind even understand what I’m saying?” You nod once again, eyes teary and pleading. 

“Yes! Yes! I want a treat, please, Daddy!” Smirking against your skin, she reaches into her pocket from around your thigh. 

“Since you asked so nicely-“ She presses the injector lever, shooting a large load of fake cum into your gummy, needy pussy. You cum almost immediately, this clearly being the biggest orgasm of the night, as you practically convulse and squirt a geyser of cum all over the place, “I think you deserve Daddy’s cum inside you.” 

You practically sob at the overstimulation and the feeling of being so full, “Thank you! Thank you, Daddy!” You kiss her of your own volition, surprising the large woman. Her heart warms, loving how you’ve become so submissive. 

Cradling you’re form to her muscular body, she saunters back towards the bed, pushing any other objects off and into the night side table. 

Placing you on the now dry sheets, she quickly flicks off the vibrator still taped to your clit, before placing it on the table beside her. Plucking off the duct tape, she then takes off your handcuffs, effectively freeing you. Instead of moving away from the woman, you lay there tiredly, no longer processing the situation. 

Sighing in content, Yelena grabs a hand towel from the drawer she keeps her sex toys in, and wrestles it under your hips. Smiling, she removes the strap from inside of you, enjoying the sight of the fake cum flooding out of you. 

Laying next to you, she pulls your head into her chest, curling around you as if she were a safety blanket. 

“You did well, Princess,” You don’t say anything, snuggling into her warmth, “Go to sleep, tomorrow we’ll announce our official status, okay?” 

An slurred ‘Okie’ is heard, before you slip into unconsciousness. Cupping your face in appreciation, her dark eyes glance in the direction of a small green light coming from her video camera. 

Now you’ll have to date her; after all, you wouldn’t want your sex tape to get out, would you? 

#yelena #yelena x reader #yandere yelena #yandere aot #yelena brainrot #yelena aot #aot x reader #yelena thirst #yelena smut #yelena supremacy #yandere aot x reader

[tendouluvr]

aizawa calling you clingy - gn reader

- [attempt at] angst to fluff

- warnings: being called clingy, aizawa gets annoyed with reader and berates them, one use of the word ‘shit’

- wc: 1.9k

a/n: this wasnt......as sad as i wanted... i cant tell if im just not so good at writing angst or immune to it T_T

once again, not edited!

#! aizawa!!!! eee

#! hes a levelheaded man so arguments are rare

#! u both trust one another so theres no reason to have doubts in ur relationship

#! being his s/o, he tells u things thats not so easy to tell others over time, and you’re patient enough to let him take however much time he needs to let u in

#! however, years of keeping to himself most of the time doesnt just disappear even if you’re his s/o

#! so aizawa does have this tendency to close off and distance himself from u bc of his stress and insecurities

walking through the spacious halls of ua, you were headed towards your lovely boyfriend. aizawas been pretty busy lately with teaching his class, making sure no one is being left behind progress wise, doing his job as a pro-hero, and then spending his free time training with shinsou.

you knew showing up at school unexpectedly was something aizawa found irky, that’s why you made sure to tell him the night before that you would be coming during lunch time to bring him some yummy homemade food.

humming softly to yourself, you finally reached the door opening to class 1-A and walked in. the classroom was empty, but there at the front was no one other than mr. aizawa shouta. you quickly greeted him with a smile and he turned to look at you.

“what are you doing here?” he slowly asked with a look of confusion.

“i brought you some food! did you eat yet? i hope not, i made-,” you quickly stopped talking once you noticed the look he was giving you.

“why are you here? i already told you, you shouldnt be showing up without letting me know first. our relationship is quiet, if the students see they’ll get noisy and ask questions, i’ll get bombarded by my colleagues, and it’ll put you in danger if words get out. did anyone see you coming here? can you listen to me for once instead of continuing to always be near me? you’re so damn clingy and need to start thinking about the consequences your action will bring. i already ate, just go home before anything happens.”

your jaw dropped a little after hearing what he just said to you. did he not remember what you told him last night?

worst of all, you couldnt believe he just called you clingy. you just wanted to do something nice for him by making his favorite food hoping that it’ll relieve some of the stress thats been building up, but he just thought of you as clingy.

fine, if clingy is what you are then you’ll stop bothering him. you quickly whispered an apology, not sure if he could hear or not, and began making your way back home as fast as possible. the food you made for him was still tightly grasped in your hand.

due to the new dormitories, aizawa stays at ua majority of the time. he comes home to your shared apartment whenever he can to spend time with you. unfortunately, those time aren’t usually much because as soon as he’s free, he’s quick to do something else.

once you’ve made it home, you packed the food away and put it in the fridge. you felt your phone buzzing repeatedly, already guessing who it could possibly be, you took it out to see it was your boyfriend.

shou <3: im sorry

shou <3: honey, im so sorry. pls text me back when u can

shou <3: i know what i said hurted u, but i promise u i dont mean it. pls just call me or text me so we can talk about this

shou <3: i have to go back now. but i love u. so much.

staring at your screen, you contemplated texting him back.

letting out a sigh, you decided not to.

putting your phone to the side, you walked to the bedroom and changed out of your clothes into the comfy pjs you were wearing right before you left.

seeing that there was nothing for you to do other than wallow in your insecurities and let out a few tears, you got into bed and made yourself comfortable for an afternoon nap.

aizawa on the other hand was at school and distracted. his own words kept replaying over and over in his head and all he wants to do is smack himself a few times (after comforting u ofc).

his students could tell he was in a badder mood than usual so they collectively agreed to not worsen it (one particular student does not care. can u guess?). aizawa just wanted the day to pass so he can apologize to you directly and make it up with some cuddling.

despite being distracted with planning his apology and thinking about you, he was still teaching as he should and constantly telling his students to be quiet because he’s intimidating like that.

a few hours passed, the students are back in their dorms and some of the teachers are still in school finishing up some work. the hallways were empty and silent, and the weather outside was nice and calm - not too sunny with just the right amount of wind.

however, if you were to peek your head inside of class 1-A at the moment, the environment is an exact 180. aizawa is quickly trying to grade the remaining stack of papers he has on his desk so he can leave as soon as he can. there’s papers everywhere, he’s not so sure where the answer key went off to but to hell with the answer key. he just needs to go home.

his hair is messily tied up and his lips have probably been gnawed off by now. as soon as school ended, he got out his phone to see if you replied and sadly you didn’t. he doesn’t blame you though, considering all of the shit he said to you earlier. 

finally writing down the fat score in red pen onto the final paper, he gathers everything and put to the side of his desk and packed up his stuff. his stuff being his yellow sleeping bag and that’s it.

he went to his room first to clean himself up a bit, and then grabbed a taxi to go to your shared apartment. arriving at the front door, he takes out his copy of the key and entered.

first thing he noticed while entering and taking off his shoes was that the apartment was dark and quiet. he made his way to the kitchen first and turned on its lights to check the fridge. in the fridge laid the food you made for him earlier today. he took it out to start heating it up in the microwave then he walks away from the food and to your bedroom.

quietly opening the door, he poked his head in to see you laying on your side with your back facing the door. he assumed you were asleep and gently closed the door to not wake you up. he made his way over to the bed and sat on the edge of it. 

you, feeling the bed dip, slowly opened your eyes to be greeted with the sight of your boyfriend gingerly brushing his fingertips across your cheekbones. he notices that you’re awake and looks up to meet your eyes.

making eye contact with him, you quietly grunted and brought the blanket up to cover your face while turning your entire body to the other side to ignore him. aizawa sighed and brought his hand down to rest on your waist as he begins talking.

“yn... i know you’re.. mad at me for the things i said to you earlier, but i’m truly sorry. i know saying i didn’t mean it isn’t good enough for you to forgive me, but i want you to know i’m really really sorry. i’ve been so busy for the past few days, my head is all over the place, seeing you at school just got me overthinking and worried that i ended up saying things about you that’s not true at all. i love you so much, hun. you’re the best thing to happen to me. you don’t have to forgive me now, i understand if you want some space.”

it was silent for some time after he finished his apology. the echoing silence was slowly making aizawa worried that you’ll leave him, but he won’t tell you that. thinking that you wanted space, he lifted his shaky hand off of your waist and moved to get off of the bed when you suddenly grabbed onto his hand to keep him there.

“i...i told you the day before that i was going to be visiting you during lunch time. did you not remember? or even hear me tell you?”

aizawa situated himself back down onto the bed before replying. “if i’m being honest, i don’t really remember much of that day at all. my brain was occupied with work and rest, so i was practically drained by the end of the night. i’m sorry i took it out on you, it’s my fault for overworking when i know you’ve been trying to help.”

letting out a soft sigh, you turned your body back towards him. still holding onto his hand, you carefully slotted your fingers in between his and pulled him down to lay with you. he immediately found comfort in this and placed his head into your neck. you could feel his facial hair against your skin making you let out a quiet giggle.

“i love you. i know you have a habit to overwork since that’s all you did before we dated, but please shou, take care of yourself. im not talking physically, cuz you’re already so damn fine, but mentally. i hate seeing you bury yourself in work and training that it even makes me tired just watching you.”

he grumbled something against your neck - his usual reaction to you complimenting him - and held onto you tighter while putting light kisses on your collarbone.

“i know. i will. please bear with me, i know i’m a pain but i’ll always try to be my best for you. i’m never letting you go, love you too much for that.”

“hmm? who said i’m going? you’re stuck with me forever just so you know,” you laughed and patted his head before rising from the bed.

“i heard you heating up the food earlier. get up and come eat,” you tugged aizawa to get him off the bed.

he grumbled once again because he was being forced to leave the warm comfort of your shared bed, but followed you out anyway holding onto your hand.

“wait. you heard me entering? so you were pretending to sleep when i got here?! not funny, babe. not funny. -also don’t take sleep for granted. i did and look where that got me. stop laughing!”

bonus:

it was the next day and aizawa just finished passing out the grades he rushed grading yesterday. even though it was rushed, he was confident that there wasn’t any mistakes-

“aizawa sensei, you marked this question wrong when it’s right. this one too. and this other one on the last page. are you trying to fail me?!” denki dramatically wailed as he showed aizawa his papers.

guess he did make mistakes after all.

#written with love - ar #the one student was bkg <3 #all of my writing always turn out longer than intended u_u #might start adding wc #aizawa ily u can call me clingy i do not care #aizawa x reader #aizawa shouta x reader #aizawa headcanons #aizawa scenario #aizawa shouta headcanons #aizawa shouta x gn reader #aizawa x gn reader #aizawa angst #aizawa fluff #aizawa imagine #bnha x reader #bnha x gender neutral reader #bnha angst #bnha fluff #mha x reader #mha x gender neutral reader #mha angst #mha fluff