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filmbyjy · 1 year

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I saw this reel on insta and a haikyuu scenario with the post that said: 'im in the library and here's a bf helping his gg study and I've been overhearing part of their conversation for the last hour and said "babe, I'm gonna be honest with you. You're going to fail this test, I love you, but there's nothing we can do about it now"

can you do a imagine based on this with Jay and or any other member if you wanna add

(I have my finals coming up plus another exam in a few day. SEND HELP)

a/n: HELP??? WHY DO I ACTUALLY SEE JAY SAYING THIS?? jay giving you that reality check🤙🏻 also good luck!! I currently have projects due soon hence I’m rushing my work🤧

pairing: park jongseong x fem!reader

genre: studying with bf, fluff

word count: 1K words

warning: there is no real huge warning but there is tons of jay pecking/kissing you. that's a warning itself bc i'd die to kiss jay

there is no hope

finals

everyone hated them. it was the constant studying and staying up that made everyone hate it. nobody likes staying up to work on some stupid mathematic exam. cramming formulas till 4am in the morning was a nightmare.

your phone pings when a notification pops up. it startled you a little since you were heavily concentrated on your studies.

*1 message from jongseong🧸*

— placing this in case the read more messes up —

jongseong🧸: babe, are you still in the library? bc it’s dark in there.

you: why tf are you outside? didn’t you want to catch up on some sleep bc rugby was kicking your ass?

jongseong🧸: bc i’m a great boyfriend and I care about my girlfriend that I can forget about my shit sleep schedule

you: aww jongseong :((

you: i’m at the McDonald’s nearby

jongseong🧸: oh cool. i was kinda craving for some chicken nuggets! i’m bringing my books to help you too.

you: really? thank you, babe🫶🏻

jongseong🧸: anytime love❤️

it was about 15 minutes later when you heard someone sitting in front of you. you knew that familiar scent, it was your boyfriend. you looked up and gave him a warm smile before looking back down at your notes.

he lifts your chin up and leans to peck your lips.

“can’t even get a kiss from my girl without her looking away from her notes.”

“it’s 1am. the workers are staring, babe.” you whisper. jay rolls his eyes.

“well they won’t be staring if i’m here as a valued customer.” jay winks. you sighed.

“could you get me coffee?”

“at 1am? babe, you’re insane.”

“i’m going to need coffee to survive studying till 3am at least.”

jay shakes his head, “fine. i’ll get you some latte or something. nothing too strong because you won’t be able to sleep.”

“aww such a caring and sweet boyfriend I have.” you say. jay smirks.

“you do have a great boyfriend.” he steals kiss from you before going over to order something.

you remained glued to your work. however, nothing was really going in your brain. by now, jay had brought your coffee over and it still couldn’t help you.

“jayyyy, I can’t do this anymore.”

he scans through your notes. nothing made sense to him. he sighs.

“i’m gonna be honest, babe. you definitely failing this test. a 100%. your notes make zero sense to me.”

“you mean to tell me I’ve been studying shitty notes that I thought would help me??” you groaned and banged your head on the table. it catches a few of the workers attention but they quickly dismiss it.

“look, baby. if you wanna pass this test. I can always help you.” jay says.

“really?”

“of course but first, let’s get out of here and hop in my car.”

“why do I feel like this isn’t going to help me at all.” you glared at the boy. he chuckles.

“trust me, love. it’s definitely going to help.” he smirks. you rolled your eyes.

the both of you left the McDonald’s with your things to get into jay’s car. he places both of yours and his things down. once you settled in, you turned to jay.

“so what’s this genius plan of yours?”

“kiss.”

“are you serious, jongseong.”

“i’ll test you and every right answer you get equals to a kiss from yours truly.”

“you are so needy, babe.” you huffed.

“this is beneficial for the both of us. come on.” jay pouts.

you tried to weigh the pros and cons. honestly, there were definitely more pros than cons. you got to kiss jay, he would help you with passing the test and you got to spend time with him. what more could you ask?

"fine." jay smiles at your words.

after letting you read his notes for the topic, he would test you.

"you got 5 answers right. which means, i get to kiss you 5 times." jay says.

"yeah but you tested me 10 questions. i got half of them correct."

"which means you will pass. see i did something good. now, pucker up." jay says.

he leans in and pecks your lips once.

"jongseong-" he pecks it once again.

"this method didn't help." *peck*

"park jongseong." *peck*

"ooo one more." he leans in once again but this time, the kiss goes on far more than a peck. jay's hands rest on your waist. you completely forgot you were even upset in the first place. well that is until you actually remembered you were upset with him. you pushed him away.

"jay, i'm serious. i don't think i'll pass the test." you huffed.

"i'm sorry, i just i miss you. you've been pretty busy lately with studying. how about i help for real this time, hmm?"

"you're making me feel bad now. i'm sorry i don't spend time as much with you." you pout.

"it's alright, you're busy with school work."

"i feel like everyone is advancing faster than me so i take my free time to catch up with everyone. i don't even catch the topic sometimes and i just feel frustrated." you voiced out. jay squeezes your hand.

"well, i'm here. i can help you, babe. you don't have to hesitate to call me or text me when you need help."

"i know. i just feel bad."

jay shakes his head, "you don't have to feel bad. that's my duty as your boyfriend to help you and stay by your side."

"isn't that a job for a husband?" you deadpan.

"we're going to get married eventually, what's the difference." jay nudges your shoulder. you blushed.

"yeah, i guess we are."

"mrs.park, would you like me to help you really study now?"

"yes, mr.park." jay snorts. he leans in to peck your lips.

"okay, where did we stop at?" he says as he scans the notes.

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serene-sun · 1 year

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EVERYONE, yes I’m talking to YOU have to watch this video of Swiss RIGHT NOW

Fuuuuuck, his voice, arms, shoulders, legs, body- every inch of this man is perfect and pure perfection. Fuckkkk I want him so bad, legs are shaking and if I ever get to meet him you already know I’ll be quivering before this ghoul. If I’m just in my bed right now actually fucking screaming into my pillow, shaking, dripping, squeezing, squirming, begging, praying, imaging the things he could do…

I WOULD SUCK, RIDE, HUMP, FUCK EVERY PART OF HIM UNTIL HE PUSHES ME OFF BECAUSE HE HAD ORGASMED SO MANY TIMES HE IS PHYSICALLY EXHAUSTED

The way he fucking walks, how he picked up the mike- strangles it with his veiny hands, FUCK I wish I was that mike. His voice, so raspy and coated with pure fire and energy. I wanna feel him, touch him, understand his existence more. How could such an amazing ghoul exist, fuck he is so underrated. I need him ASAP, those curls, eyes, and to think he is real…

He’s actually such a great person, and I can’t help but check his insta every day to see if he sees the shit I comment and tag him in. His lives on YouTube, I don’t care if he had a flip phone or puts ketchup in the refrigerator, or if all he wears are button up palm tree shirts. I love him so much, and I am willing to give him every penny and ounce of life I have if it mean she is happy for 0.00000000000000000000000000001 seconds. Because that’s what love is, total concentration-love-admiration-inspiration-awe-consideration-lust-need-want, I need to make this man happy as soon as possible. I will climb every mountain, drain every ocean, fight every war to just pass through his mind for a mere second. I will give him the moon, sun, earth and everything in between because Swiss is my stars and the light that guides me in the sky. And he’ll never know how much he means to me, he will never understand that he is the one who keeps me up and running. Swiss is the life of me, but Swiss is also the death of me.

And if you don’t love him, don’t even say that because you do and you know it. And for my people who are just now seeing him I this short clip, do your research- you won’t regret it…

#attack on titan #nameless ghoul swiss #the band ghost #the nameless ghouls #ghost the band #jutty taylor

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soju-thebottle · 2 years

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The Chess Master

So I wanted to post my first story, I’m not used to Tumblr so I’m just going to repost my first Imagine who’s already on my insta, but I hope you’ll like it !! Also English is not my first language and I take any form of criticism till it’s respectful to me and my characters

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Summary: What happens when you see the guy you have a little crush on play chess with his friends… A story about Hwi being a Chess player .

Type: Soft and cute, based on a daydream about a crush of mine, cute boy Hwi, kind of stalker Y/N, non-gendered Y/N, slight reference at Miraculous. I’m bad at dialogues just so you know

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You’ve seen him a lot of times play in this little room with his friends. This guy caught your attention while you saw him in a hallway someday and after this time, you’ve never failed to find him in crowd. He was tall and pretty slim, with bleached greyish blond hair and a big rosy mouth. But since last month, you’ve learned that everyday, he goes into the chess room to play with his friends. He was way too cute, concentrating on the chess board, with his little frown and pouty mouth. And even though you knew that you didn’t know him, you had this weird comforting feeling anytime you crossed his path.

So as usual, you went in front of the chess room in order to see if the mysterious boy was here. He definitely was but not in the place you thought you’ll find him. He was in front of the door, leaning on it, alone with his earphones and his phone, almost as if he was waiting for someone. When you came in the hallway in front of the chess room, you ended up right in front of him because it was a really small space into the highschool so when he looked at you eyes in the eyes, you couldn’t escape. He didn’t look threatening but just to know that your little crush was looking at you straight in the eyes, made you so nervous that you tried to run away.

But just before you could escape you heard him talk.

- Wait! Hm I’m sorry, I don’t want to scare you but I’ve seen you look at me and my friends playing for a month and you kinda caught my eyes… Would you like to … hm.. to play with me?

- Uh….

- I’m sorry that was really impolite, my name’s Eun Hwi but you can call me Hwi, I don’t really care about the formal talking. And you’re…?

- Oh, uh my name’s Y/N and don’t worry Hwi you’re not impolite, it’s just that I didn’t think that this would ever happen so I’m a little flustered. I would be glad to play with you actually

You were definitely a blushing mess but when you saw his face you understood that you weren’t the only one so you kept smiling and you followed him into the room that was completely empty, the world was on your side for once.

So after a little bit of awkward talking you two ended up being really good friends and promised each other to do a chess game every weeks or even more often.

It was now your tenth time going to those little dates and you really liked Hwi, he was way more of your type of boy that you could imagine. He was funny and talkative, but very smart and he was a bit protective over you. He once even gave you his sweater so you wouldn’t catch a cold. He also had some flaws but they were cute in your eyes, like he’s pretty bad at losing and can be upset quite easily but you just had to smile and act cute to make him smile all over again. It was safe to say that you two were in love with each other.

So this date was a bit special for you. You were now sure of your feelings and you felt like he did have feelings too so you thought that it was the right to for you to ask him to be your boyfriend.

As always he was waiting for you in front of the room, smiling from ear to ear when he saw you. You two were weirdly dressed similar today, he had a big black sweater with a white pant and you had a black pant with the white sweater that he gave you. So the smile you both had were getting bigger.

- After you Mylady

- Hwi stop watching Miraculous, you spend way too much time trying to be like catnoir.

- We both know you love it.

And then the game started. It was a pretty rough game this time as you both were getting better at chess, so when it was his time to play, you took your phone out, made a joke in order to make him smile and snapped a picture of him.

The picture was so pretty, you couldn’t stop looking at it so you decided to put it as your wallpaper. Hwi was a boyfriend material man and this pic was the only proof you needed.

After the game, that you lost, sadly, you took all the courage you had, you decided to be the bravest person you knew and asked him to be your boyfriend.

- Hum Hwi, can we talk for a bit? I have something to ask you…

- Yes absolutely but first of all, you need to calm down okay. Come here gimme a hug

He had this stupid face he always made whenever he saw you stressed, it was a mix between a smile and a cute face, that never failed to make you laugh. But in his arms, you felt the comfort and you were now sure, you needed him as your boyfriend!

- So, I…hm.. no, not like that. Wait, let me say it again.. ugh…

- Don’t worry sweetie, take your time, i’m here for you.

- Okay so … hum… wouldyouliketobemyboyfriend?

- Can you speak a bit slower please?

- Okay, okay…. Let’s go… Hwi, Would you like to be my boyfriend please?

- I… uh….

- Oh, I see that’s okay don’t…

- Wait! Let me speak, y/n. I’d love it. You have such a great personality honey, at first when I asked you to play with me, I was only intrigued by your looks, you were as pretty as a sunset but now that I know you, I will never let you go. You’re the best thing that came into my life sweetheart, I love you.

And that’s how you ended up being the cute couple of the chess room.

-The End-

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I hope you’ll like it!! 💕

If you wanna request something or anything else you can, I’m not sure I will do it fast but I’ll try !! Please not something sexual !!

Have a good day/ night/ anything

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snixx · 5 months

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wait pls elaborate on ur insta hate bc i so agree 😭

eughhehdhffhh where do I even start

okay no I know. let’s start with how everyone and their fatherfucking walrus is on there it’s like a goddamn cult. you are forced to feel the fomo when you don’t have an account because EVERYTHING happens on there but if you haven’t made one yet trust me do NOT do it. run while you still can. because the fomo of not being on shitstagram is only a sliver of the actual fomo you feel once you join the cult. it’s a neverending social hellscape that concentrates the worst most painful parts of the social experience unless you’re one of those super chill people with three super tight friends you’ve had for years and an even tighter rule of not letting anyone else on there it gets stressful as shit. and if you are I mean that’s great I’m glad that works for you but 1) im not sure how long that can last because you’re all not going to stay in one place your whole life and 2) as someone who’s been the new kid and not fit in anywhere my whole life I personally have always felt weird about hard defined groupism. and god instagram thrives on groupism.

people are fucking obsessed with taking pictures and posting them on instagram. whatever you do. and it’s the easiest way to get sucked into social pressure because however firm you are about your boundaries constantly seeing everyone else having fun without you does get to you. it’s like there’s almost no point doing things together unless you post about it at this point and I fucking hate it. the serotonin you get when someone tags you in a story or adds you on their close friends or whatever feels good yeah but it’s a TRAP. it’s like an MLM. you’re always going to exclude someone and be excluded and it becomes impossible not to start comparing and it honestly ruins normal fun experiences. one thing I’ve realized in college is parties are literally just for the taking pictures. I didn’t think I could hate parties more than I already did but I swear to god it’s a fucking curse. instagram fuels jealousy and insecurity like nothing else especially when you’re in a not very stable stage of life. I didn’t mind instagram as much in certain stages of high school because all my friends were losers (affectionate) like me and no one really posted about things like hangouts and we basically used it just to shitpost and like a sort of digital journal. in an environment like a new college where everything is slippery and undeveloped though it’s a breeding pool of insecurity and comparison.

and there’s the whole tagging culture and people will have these super exclusive private accounts and okay that's only the social aspect of instagram. it's very mentally exhausting when you don't have a clearly defined social circle - which like i said is pretty much impossible as a young adult unless you stay in one place for a long time and/or have a clique or something. instagram is inherently about social perception and projection and in my experience that's rarely a good thing because it isn't usually authentic. and it's coloured by what other people think in the worst way. especially when you're developing as a person and aren't 100% sure of who you are. you lose track of when you stop doing it for yourself. this is not even a third of my issues with it we need to get a speed on lol

I'm not going to get started on the reels and kind of content they have on there and shit because that is just going to become another uncontrollable rant lol. suffice to say it's an echo chamber of the same algo driven shit that literally warps your sense of reality and what is normal and it's not an easy perform to curate. it's essentially just the worst parts of whatsapp and tiktok lol. it literally rots your brain and it sucks that people predominantly use it to stay connected because whatsapp is better for that imo. the content is exponentially better and more diverse on youtube it's just. not worth it in any sense tbh

#ugh i need to study #this got a little bit out of control i could rant for two more hours on this but i will not #because i need to fucking study help 😭#but yeah. tumblr and youtube ftw #fuck instagram #whatever you use it for there is a better platform for the same thing i can guarantee #it literally rots your brain #anon (affectionate)

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star2sworld · 7 months

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Well today was fucking confusing.

Started off at school.. I wore a off the shoulder shirt with no bra and it kept sliding off I felt uncomfortable in class & I had my hair in a low ponytail so I felt weird bc people could see my face better from the side although no one probably even looked at me lol. Someone pushed into me and my drink spilled a little on me and then I managed to spill my Celsius drink twice. I’m also on my period and I bled through my pants by 3rd period .. 8th period was fun towards the end.

I came home with the intention of getting all my work done.I finished my English work and my brother came to help me with history asg. At the end he ended up doing my history project for me because I literally can’t fucking think and it takes me ages to comprehend a fucking term. I felt off the whole day.

I had to download Snapchat bc I needed ai help on my history work and my phone is dry asf. I downloaded insta and I saw deeya bf and saw she barely had any followers and it made me go through my followers. I removed the people I didn’t know or want to follow on my account. My following dropped form 350 to 83 and following from 386 to 96. Lollll

It’s 12;00am now. Idk why I felt really off today but I hope this doesn’t last forever. I’m getting tiktok withdrawal like what do I do on my phoneeee. I have a lot of work to turn in tomorrow as well for school ughhh. At least tmr is Thursday. I need to sleep through now. I’m going to limit my social media usage still to 5 minutes max and I’m going to try my hardest not to go on social media all day long bc I may have to delete it again 😭

Self work seems fun to do and all but after a few days I get tired of working on myself. I need to learn discipline clearly. And I definitely need to start meditating more bc I cannot concentrate.

I am going to make a new routine tomorrow to try to get in some good habits in my daily routine. Also, from tmr I’m sleeping earlier I cannot keep staying up even tho I’m extremely tired. It’s giving self sabotage which I don’t want!! I’m just feeling a little u lovable bc I haven’t had a boyfriend but I’m trying not to think about it but do people even find me attractive rlly? I’m out here like doubting myself which is farrrr from my goal lol.

Waking up at 5:30 today so I can straighten my hair and have extra time for myself as I listen to podcasts in the morning. I think I recapped about everything that happened today. Tomorrow is my Socratic seminar please pray for me. I have to talk 3 times LOL.

Also how are we already 9months in 2023? This is insane to me. I am getting closer and closer to graduating and become 17. I want to stay 16 forever please. Lol fucking hell I feel like nothing is going right in my life currently but let’s stay positive ok ok !

Goodnight! 9/13/23

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buddieisgoingcanon2024 · 8 months

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New insta post that has no meaning and she's not even smiling and I am wondering if he's even aware she took a picture he seems concentrate on closing her top. We can see she's not pregnant. Girl get off your social because every post show us you aren't fixing your relationship but more focusing on the cloud my eyes hurt with this toxic dynamic. I I post a lot on my Instagram but when there's a meaning behind it or memories I want to share something to say good day with a picture of myself, but never posted myself miserable like miss c is doing.

I’m the same as you anon. I post when it means something; especially something I want to remember down the road.

#ryan guzman #chrysti ane

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amakumos · 1 year

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the thing is i feel so stupid still going on about it bc … theres no update theres still nothing 😭😭😭

and p much all of my friends have gotten to the point where it’s like ‘he’s stupid !!! his loss !!! fuck him u deserve better ❗️’ like girl i even told one of the teachers who was on the trip that he’s still not replied and she was like ‘maybe it’s time to get over him’ 😭😭 so thats why i dont wanna go back ranting to my friends bc they’ll just be like ‘he wasn’t worth it anyway stop thinking abt him’ 🥲

and i know ‘getting over him’ sounds a bit silly bc there wasn’t much there to get over in the first place but ig i have been ‘getting over him’ in the sense that i’ve been feeling way better this past week than i was before and i’m not thinking abt him as much or checking his insta as much anymore (i still checked if he was in my recent story views tho and 🙃 he wasn’t ofc)

but idk yesterday randomly a wave of … idk what feeling but the FEELS just hit me yesterday and i was like dang :/ do i actually want him to reply or do i just miss being able to talk abt him and theorise about him to my friends 😭

bc at this point idek if i would even want a reply??? like i had to ask myself is it a crush or was it just a holiday fling (if u can even call it that bc barely anything happened 😭)

i can’t even answer that question bc yes i did find him attractive and charming in the few minutes i spoke to him and the maybe,,, six hours i saw him for?? so i barely know him enough to even crush on him but at the same time not just any guy would affect me this much if u get what im saying? like if i didnt have some sort of interest/feelings i wouldn’t be this bothered by it yk?

i just can’t afford to be stressed over a boy when i have exams coming up so if, by some miracle, he did reply… there’s a chance that reply comes during my exam season and idk how i’d even begin to deal with that 🥲 like as of right now it’s not too bad, i can concentrate on college just fine bc there’s nothing from him but if there WAS a response my brain would be absolutely frazzled 🫠

this was a lot longer than i anticipated i am so sorry but ty for letting me get this out 😭🫶🏼

i Literally understand EXACTLY how u feel rn bc i did not get one last chance to shoot my shot at lulu guy bc he wasn’t here today ☹️ and i feel like . when someone shows that they might be a little into you i think it’s normal that we overthink it quite a lot ?? i think you might just wanna get to know him a bit better because like you said nothing rlly happened ,, and maybe ure disappointed that u think that u don’t rlly have a chance to get to know him better ??? (at least that is me with the lulu guy .. and i still don’t know his name LMFAOOOO) but i think it’s normal to want a reply or wanna talk more if someone leaves a rlly strong and lasting impression on you !! and maybe u want a reply cuz u want some sort of closure cuz it all ended sort of abruptly??? i don’t know exactly everything abt it but if i met some guy and we were kinda talking and it all stopped out of the blue i would want some sort of response to tell me to not keep having false hope ?? i think that’s better than being ghosted tbh ,,, like i’ll be sad for a bit but then it’s easier to get over it bc ure not waiting for anything else to happen ?? and if there was a response from him tbh i would make him wait (considering how long he made you wait) but i feel like it’s probably best to not hold out hope (IM SORRY IF THATS UPSETTING) but if he replies then great! and if he doesn’t then that’s okay cuz it’s his loss anyways <3

#yuns asks

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bunnyshipper2001 · 1 year

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Rant incoming, beware. No seriously, it‘s just me kvetching for a hot minute about my inability to get my ideas out properly.

I have new multi-chapter fic ideas for South Park -with like SOT, domestic life, and curses— all angsty/tragic w/ a good amount of comedy/romance to boot, ofc, because both angst and tragedy are my best genres followed by romantic comedy- but I feel as if I can’t write any of them until i’m at least halfway done with the one that’s currently a wip on ao3 (mainly due to the fact I can’t concentrate on more than one story at once). The issues is, however, that i’ve only published the first eight chapters- and that’s not covering even 1/4th of my outline! I’m literally stuck in this enternal paradox of endless ideas and being unable to write them due to my own inability to concentrate on multiple tasks at once (tasks being writing multiple ple multi-chapter fics at once). There’s also just the fact that I hate starting something and then being unable to finish it -which tends to be a habit of mine if I try to work on multiple projects at once- because I feel like i’m failing everyone and myself as well. I’m already doing it now by once again abandoning my sp comic on insta to work on the written story via ao3 due to mental health issues and weird comments/asks/etc. from followers via that account. I don‘t know if I should techincally count that, since I’d probably continue if people stopped being disgusting, but it falls in the same “abandoned” category, unfortunately.

Now granted, I also have some adorably fluffy concepts (of my top two sp ships: Style and Bunny) I want to write as well in like a one-shot series, but we still have the same issue but for a different reason: that I can’t stand working on small projects while in the midst of a larger activity. I might try and do that though, only to maybe clear up my mind a bit. I feel like my heads going to explode from the clusterfuck of projects I want to do 😤😫🤬!!!

If there’s any other fanfic writers on here who have some insight , i’d very much appreciate it 😅.

Anyways, sorry for the rant. Just needed that out of my system 😅

#i hate that im like this #and i’m so sorry to everyone who just read this 😬😂😭#sorry for the rant #but seriously if any of you sp fanfic writers have the same issue i’d appreciate some insight #south park

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kidoprotect · 1 year

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Did you fight fencing yourself, or did you only start doing this because of this assignment for your education?

Each of us suffered from it. One was always scrolling on Insta or TikTok late into the night, in a kind of algorithm prison. The other was bothered by the fact that he was less and less able to study due to social media. We knew it, but then again we didn't. Social media is a huge distraction, and in the moment you go along with it, unaware of what the price is. I myself found it increasingly annoying to notice that I was much less conscious of my time than I thought.

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Less conscious?

When we agreed to all start keeping track of our screen time, I was really shocked. I was under the assumption that I was in control of my time. But I didn't really realize how much time I was wasting. I did know that one day I can concentrate better than the other, and that you are more easily distracted by your phone. But now I understand better and better how important a good preparation is. I need an empty workplace, peace around me and my mobile on do not disturb. I prefer to put it out of sight, in another room. Not even in my pocket.

Does that also distract if your mobile is in your pocket?

The strange thing is that sometimes I felt my mobile vibrate in my pocket, but no message had arrived at all. I felt something, because I apparently unconsciously anticipated it. creepy! That started when I worked in a job where I had to use my mobile a lot. Everything went through that one phone, I didn't have a separate one for work. As a result, I became completely fixated: I would sometimes suddenly find myself checking messages for work at night. My screen time then increased enormously and even when I no longer worked there, it remained so high.

When I saw how many hours it was - 6 hours was nothing - it felt very bad. Frustrating to discover that I apparently need it, so much online. I am highly motivated for my studies, have all the best intentions to concentrate, and yet it happens to me that I waste so much time on that little screen. I became disappointed in myself. That I'm so susceptible to it, that algorithm prison.

But if you need it for work and to keep in touch with friends and classmates, what's wrong with that? I think that many 'boomers' also get those 6 hours a day by now. Aren't you too hard on yourself?

No, I don't need it. I want to be online as little as possible right now. I don't learn anything from it and I get all the pleasant and valuable moments with friends from physical encounters. I want to manage my time consciously; that feels so much better. I thought I was someone who was always in control, and I had to adjust that image. I want to live like this, but I have to make an effort. I was surprised that I apparently had less backbone than I thought and I was dissatisfied with that. I want to live consciously, and that doesn't mean that I spend so much time online. I turned out to pick up my mobile 100 times a day!

Get more --- parental control screen capture app

We have now also talked a lot about it with others and found that hardly anyone monitors their own screen time. In our group we now share our screen time reports with each other every Monday and that is very enlightening. That it is a topic of conversation, that's where it starts. We discuss what it does to us and what we are doing to regain more control over our time. Others are not yet involved in this at all: we would like everyone to have the opportunity to make conscious choices for themselves. Because it's much nicer to take your life into your own hands than to let social media live you. To follow your own dreams, instead of your socials.

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exoxobsession · 3 years

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Forever Yours Masterlist! The stories are listed in chronological order. Banners Made by me! All the OCs are named because this is a series, and it would get confusing otherwise. Feedback is most Welcome!

Part One of Forever Yours - OC: Ji-Eun

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Part Two of Forever Yours - OC: Chae-Young

Abandoned by your parents, degraded by your sister, you’ve turned lifeless. Then a charming boy comes into your life making your blank canvas a whole lot colourful. It’s not at all easy, no, it’s him, he who made you feel like home, he who hated you.

Part Three of Forever Yours - OC: Hyerin

You showed hatred for men. Any type, any breed. You hated them. After seeing how your best-friend’s ex broke her, you promised to yourself never to trust them. But what if you were expected to live with 12 of them? Will they break your cold exterior and open you?

Part Four of Forever Yours - OC: Yeona

Betrayed. That’s what you felt. You went against your family and friends for him. But he turned out to be a jerk, just like the others. Broken. That was other feeling too. Love. Bullshit, you thought. What you didn’t think about was the person in front of you, the person who’s been there. Maybe he was all you needed. He was willing to show you he’s the one.

Part Five of Forever Yours - OC: Seo-Yeon

After Baekhyun introduced you to his friend group, you became interested in one person, Chanyeol. You knew deep down you never had a chance with him. You were never such a closed person, so it was easy for your friends to figure out your little crush for him, helping you in any way possible.

Part Six of Forever Yours - OC: Ji-Young

Being alone on a winter evening was something that Minseok never wanted. He was lost, not physically but mentally. This day he would spend it with the playful bickering of his friends, throwing snowballs, getting frostbites and making cookies. But ever since the last 3 months, no phone calls, no talking, they went their separate ways. He felt empty until you came up to him with coffee and a smile on your face to warm him up.

Part of Forever Yours - OC: Aera

Since you were born, you’ve had everything picked for you. It went from your wardrobe to your husband. You weren’t perfect; you were now just a business deal. The man that you supposed to marry, Kim Junmyeon, was a perfectionist. Will he accept your not so perfect side? Or will it turn out like your sister’s marriage?

Part Seven of Forever Yours - OC: Lina

You’ve always thought of him as nothing more than a friend. Your friends kept teasing you about it. You’d always brush it off. But you started noticing as well. Will you learn to love or keep him at an arm’s length?

Part Nine of Forever Yours - OC: Wei

Bad boy, Player, Heartbreaker. There were many words to use on him, before. You hated him, he changed the meaning of ‘hate’ for you. He bothered you at first, but now you enjoyed his company. If he winked at you, you would’ve ripped his head off, but now you would get flustered. Hate turns to love. Glares turn to warm smiles. People change. You’re confused, he’s satisfied. Were you just a toy to him or were you the one who changes him?

Part Eleven of Forever Yours - OC: Ning

Cute. First thought of him. Polite. Was the second. Asshole. Was the third one. And that’s how he got you confused. He walks you to the dorms; you become friends; he wakes you up; you catch feelings. Will you tell him? Or will you catch his lingering gazes at someone else?

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realcube · 3 years

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class 1-A’s love languages headcanons 💕

tw// swearing, crying, she/her reader

Yuuga Aoyama

his love language is words of affirmation

like tell him that he looks fabulous but he is also a talented hero

and. he. will. die.

of happiness ofc 🥰

and whenever you are feelin’ insecure he’ll do a pretend fashion show with you to boost you spirits (o゜▽゜)o☆

Mina Ashido

her love language is physical touch

but not in a *holds your hand 🥺* *kithes🥰* sorta way

but rather in a

“YOU’RE SO FKN CUTE, (Y/N)!!!” *aggressively pinches your cheeks*

and whenever she kisses/hugs you, it’s always a surprise attack form behind

she is also 159cm in height (almost 5″3)

so if you are shorter than her, she’ll sprint up to you and before you have time to react, she’ll engulf you in her arms

if you are around the same height as her, she’ll sneak up to you and try to jump onto your back, peppering you in neck kisses

and if you are taller than her, she’ll grab your hand and place a kiss on the back of it

Tsuyu Asui

i think her love language is gift giving

but not typically gifts from the store

it’s usually cute flowers or any sort of pretty flora that she finds on her walks

and she’ll sometimes come to your room just before lights-out and hand you a shiny rock or a colourful flower like “hi, (y/n). i found this flower in the park a nd it reminded me of you. so here, i hope you like it.”

then you cry (❤´艸｀❤) it’s too precious

also when she visits your dorm, she notices that you have a jar filled with all the flowers she’s every gave you and shE BRAIDS THEM INTO YOUR HAIR

and if you don’t have hair, she makes you a flower crown out of them

Tenya Iida

the king of gifts periodt ✋

to him, gift giving is kinda like a sport and if it was, he’d definitely be winning

he’ll be out getting groceries or sumn then he’ll pass the candy aisle and just *flashback to 3 months ago when y’all were studying together and you randomly said you were craving sour patch kids*

then he buys two packs of sour patch kids (❤ ω ❤)

so obviously excels during holidays like christmas, valentines day or your birthday

and if you make it explicitly clear that you need something (ex. water, medication, cutlery, soap etc.) and you will go get it in x amount of day(s)

expect it to be in your hands within 1-9 hours

“Iida, you didn’t have to rush out to get me Ibuprofen - I was going to go get some in a few days anyway.”

“Yes, but as a hero in training, you must agree that seeing your partner potentially suffer to due a preventable cause would be inhumane.”

“I-..”

Ochaco Uraraka

her love language is probably quality time

OR words of affirmation BUT ONLY ONLINE

like irl she loves going on lil’ picnic dates with you or dates to go watch the sunset or star-gazing..or literally anything where she gets to spend as much time in your presence as possible

you could literally take her on a date inside the sewers and she’d be like 🥰

in the moment (during the date) she just looks at you and wants to tell you how beautiful you are but she is way too nervous

but as soon you leave she texts you sumn like ‘OMG >< YOU ARE SO GORGEOUS 😍 AND I WANTED TO TELL YOU SO BAD BUT I COULDN’T 😩’

also, hypothetically, if she had a phone which supported social media platforms like Instagram and Snapchat

she would definitely be the sort of girl to post cute candid pics of you on any special occasion and i mean ANY

like she doesn’t want to just random post pics of you bc she thinks that’d be weird so she looks for any excuse she can

deadass she’d post a beach pic of you and her on her insta with a caption like, ‘happy pancake day to @y/n.l/n 🥰💖 on our first date we shared a stack of pancakes so this is a really special day for us 💓 i’m so blessed to have a stunning, smart, amazing gal like her by my side always 💕’

Mashirao Ojiro

he’s a physical touch kinda guy

sometimes he’ll randomly drape his tail over your shoulder to pull you close

or he’ll pat your head with either his hand or tail when ever you do anything remotely impressive

“ooh, i’ve apparently taken 17k steps so far today, ojiro.”

then he’d be like “that’s good” *pat pat*

he also gets butterflies whenever you hug his arm or tail while he is talking to someone

AND HE WILL KISS YOUR WOUND BETTER IF YOU GET A PAPER CUT OR SUMN

Denki Kaminari

bb is blushing profusely when you hand him a pikachu plushie , saying it reminded you of him

before that, he was probably a physical touch sorta guy but once he realised how awesome and special that simple action made him feel, he became a gift-giver

however, 99.9% the gift is a plushie and the other 0.1% it’s a doll

(he literally bought a whole fkn barbie bc you owned a dress similar to the one the doll was wearing)

“it looks exactly like you!”

“i don’t think so..” “it literally does!”

anyway, whether he is at the mall, in the town, in a gift shop or at the carnival, if he sees something that he knows you’d like or that reminds him of you, he’ll stop at nothing to get his hands on it

flashback to that one time at the carnival, there was a stall that had a huge fkn Kuromi plushie up for grabs

so he asked the lady running the stall if he could have it and she said it was all his, if he could get a ball into the basket 3 times in a row

-- my man was sTANDING THERE DESPERATELY TRYING FOR 30 MINUTES STRAIGHT 😭

and once he figured he couldn’t do it on his own, he got the bakusquad to help him out

(bakugo was all like ‘i’m not helping you, dumbass’ but kirishima convinces him to give it a shot and as soon as he misses on the third shot, he is livid.)

(”YOUR STUPID PARTY GAME MUST BE BROKEN, LADY!”)

anyway, after an hour of holding up the line, the lady just gave the plush to kaminari for ¥1000

but it was all worth it after he saw how thrilled you were 🥺

he came round to your dorm one day and noticed every plushie he had ever given you, sitting on your bed

you told him that they help you sleep and he just..died..

IT MADE HIM SO FKN HAPPY TO THINK THAT YOU TREASURE HIS GIFTS SO MUCH (≧▽≦*)

Eijirou Kirishima

his love language is words of affirmation imo but with a sprinkle of physical touch

like whenever he sees you looking nice or sumn..he’ll just tell you

he has no shame and why should he? he’s just telling the truth

if you walk into the room looking ✨immaculate✨ he will tell you

he’s just like ‘if nobody else is going to say it then I will.’

when your face lights up after he has just told you that you’re beautiful or that you’re one of the most likeable people he’s ever met; it makes his day every. single. time.

the sprinkle of physical touch is because he tells you what he is thinking all the time

and he thinks you’re stunning even when you are lounging around the dorm complex in casual wear and no makeup

so he’s aware that he might’ve watered down his compliments a bit by saying them too often

(even though he’s telling the truth every time)

so he likes to give you hugs and kisses to express his affection without seeming like he’s buttering you up

Kouji Kouda

honestly, idek which category he falls under bc he does so many different things to show his love

like, he’ll use his quirk to get a butterfly to land on your head so you can take the perfect photo for instagram

he always holds your hand in crowded areas so y’all don’t lose each other

(he would end up crying in the corner of a Hot Topic or sumn if he couldn’t find you tbh)

he writes mini-love notes v. late at night and uses his quirk to get an insect or bird to carry it up to your room

religiously takes you out on dates to the park

or library/study dates (p≧w≦q)

Rikidou Satou

acts of service but mostly to do with baking

if his s/o doesn’t like sweet treats then..it just..can’t work

he’s very good at noticing when you are down and what he bakes depends on the severity of the situation

like, if you’re just a bit bummed because you got a bad mark on a test, he’ll bake cupcakes and leave a few outside your dorm

obvs accompanied by a cute lil note abt how proud you make him and how you’re the most diligent person he’s met so he knows that you’ll succeed if you just persevere

and as soon as you come to him with your improved mark, he’ll bake you a cake with ‘congratulations, (Y/N).’ written on it

Mezou Shouji

acts of service. but like..service service

he treats you like royalty-

he is the kind of bf to give you his jacket if you’re cold

he can and will use his quirk to form more arms just so he can hold your bags along with his own

if you enter is dorm and he doesn’t offer to take your jacket immediately then i’m sorry to inform you but that is not shouji..that is toga in disguise

you’ll never have to open a door if you are walking next to him and don’t you dare even try to

just an overall gentleman tbh

sometimes you try to get him to stop being so kind bc you’re afraid ppl will think you treat him like a butler

so he’ll be like “sure ..

i’ll hold just your gym bag rather than your gym bag and school bag.”

“don’t hold any bags, shouji..”

Kyouka Jirou

her love language is definitely quality time

there is nothing she loves more than vibing with you in her room - whether y’all are studying, cuddling, playing videos games or something else - while chill music plays in the background, either from a playlist or from her playing it herself on one of her instruments

and sometimes when she’s feeling especially comfortable, she might hum a tune or sing some lyrics to match the mood

she asks you for suggestions for music to put on bc she loves introducing herself to new music

but when you’re concentrated, she doesn’t want to disturb you so she just puts on a playlist she made prior

she doesn’t create a new playlist each time you hang out but there is at least 10 new songs added to it every day

the playlist is called ‘lazy days w/ (y/n) 💕’

anyway, she just loves hanging out with you bc you’re one of the very few people who don’t annoy tf out of her

also - she’d never say it aloud but - she thinks you’ve got a very comforting presence and you make her feel so exhilarated whenever you laugh (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ)

Hanta Sero

Sero loves spending as much time with you as possible - hence, he’s a quality time sorta person

but i also think he’s barely a quality time guy bc he expresses his affection in so many different ways

he’s like a mix of 4

( not gift-giving, whenever it comes time to get you gift for whatever occasion, he’s always stumped and ends up asking someone for help)

he preforms acts of service in a sense that if you are both cuddling on the couch and you are cold - even if he seriously can’t be assed to move - he’ll force himself to get up and bring you a blanket

he is really good at compliments bc he barely has a filter so if he sees you looking good, he’ll straight up tell you

plus, he loves seeing your reaction - especially when you get all flustered

and physical touch bc..cuddles :)

to him, there is just something reassuring about having you in his arms

Fumikage Tokoyami

a quality time man mwah

he doesn’t play music on speakers when y’all hang out though, he just likes to sit with you and either mindlessly chatter or chill in comfortable silence

he also doesn’t put in earbuds bc he thinks it’s rude

(you assure him that you don’t mind if he puts his earbuds in but he is always like..no..)

he just loves your company bc he seriously can’t think of somebody he’d rather spend his time with

also he is convinced that he does things 10 times better with you around

when he’s not with you though, he misses you- like- seriously

sometimes he’s just out with his friends or watching a movie with his family and he is just like ‘this’d be more fun if (Y/N) was here-’

and you said that you missed him too when y’all weren’t together

so he did the reasonable thing and made you a playlist for you to listen to whenever you missed him ( •̀ ω •́ )

he sent you the link and your heart stopped bc it was literally called ‘i love you 🖤’ AND THAT WAS THE FIRST TIME HE’S EVER TOLD YOU THAT AAAAA

‘you’re so sweet, tokoyami 🥺 i love you tooooo’

and good thing that was over text bc otherwise you would’ve seen him blushing profusely (= ╯▽╰ = )

as for the contents of the playlist; it’s probably quite diverse

some alt pop, some indie, a bit of R&B, pop rock and a lot of Metal/Rock

Shouto Todoroki

his love language is acts of service

most of them are school related though

he can easily tell if you’re struggling with the coursework and asks you if you want go on a lil study date at the library or in his dorm

he also helps you with homework or explains the material to you if you don’t understand it

and he’s the best teacher since he’s extremely patient and well-spoken

if you’re feeling under the weather, he’ll head to your dorm to fetch your notebook so he can write the class notes for you

and he’ll put in the effort to make them as similar to your other notes as he can

so he flicks through the pages and (for example) if you have a highlighting code, he’ll look for the legend and highlight the notes he took accordingly

once school is over for the day, he goes to your dorm to drop off the notebook, putting it back in the respective part of your bag

and the next day when you open your notebook to check the notes, you notice that he wrote a little note for you;

‘get well soon 💛’

it was a simple, kind gesture but the small details like how he coloured in the heart with a glittery yellow highlighter he must’ve took from your bag had you blushing (^///^)

also, whenever you’ve scheduled a study date at his dorm, there is no way in hell you’ll walk into his room and there isn’t 2 bowls of fresh soba sitting on the desk

no way. impossible.

(or if you don’t like noodles, then two bowls of rice.)

Tooru Hagakure

physical touch bb

she just likes you to know that she is there

also she loves how soft your skin is ^^

she really likes surprise hugging you from behind and you’d think that she’d be very good at that considering that she is.. invisible.. but she’s really not

she has very unique and recognisable voice

and whenever she creeps up behind you, she’s always snickering quite loudly

but you like seeing her happy when she thinks she surprised you so you just think to yourself ‘get ready to pretend to be shocked’

so as soon as she wraps her arms around you and goes ‘boo!’, you jump and always say the same stupid line you wish you would stop using but it just comes out naturally

“ope, didn’t see you there, tooru.”

but it makes her laugh every time so maybe it’s not such a bad habit

Katsuki Bakugo

he’s definitely a physical touch kinda guy but tries to be an acts of service man..y’know?

he doesn’t want you thinking that he likes hugging, cuddling, kisses or any of that none-sense bc..he is a big macho king explosion murder

and he knows that if he gets to comfortable with showing affection through physical touch, it’d become a habit then he might do it in public and the last thing he wanted was a rumour coming out that ‘king explosion murder is actually a huge cuddle-bug dork!’

so he hides it the best he can and expresses his love by like letting you wear his hoodie and not cussing you out when you do something stupid

but the fact is, nothing makes him feel better than holding you in his arms - under a blanket or not - with your face buried into his chest and your arm lazing draped over his shoulder

he usually does a good job at resisting his urge to randomly kiss you or take your hand in public

but there was that one time

luckily, it was on a date rather than on a school outing so it was only you who knows about it

it was probably around 6 months after y’all first started dating and he took you on a date to the carnival

there was a gang of boys who looked around a few years older than y’all and they were chatting amongst themselves until they approached the line you and Bakugo were waiting in (to get onto a ride at the carnival) and the group of boys stood behind you in line

at first everything was alright; they were just chatting while you were raving on about the ride to bakugo but he kinda tuned you out after he heard one of the guys say something along the lines of

“she’s kinda hot- a bit young but so fit. i think she’s from the UA too.”

that comment was enough to make his blood boil but a separate comment from one of the other guys tipped him over the edge,

“yeah and look at the guy she’s with. he’s the feral guy that needed to be put in chains at the sports festival - how embarassing.” he snickered, which was genuinely one of the most annoying noises bakugo has ever heard

his voice was low, in a whisper so they probably didn’t expect bakugo to hear it over the background noise of the carnival along with the girl yapping in his ear

but he did

and when i tell you this man was livid

in that moment he seriously considered just turning around and burning each and every one of those guys into a crisp

but the law-abiding citizen and hero inside him said no

instead, he fiercely snaked his arms around your hips to pull you into his chest and looked over his shoulders to shoot literal daggers at the guys

he led you out of the line for the ride in silence and you followed him without question - having heard the things those guys said but choosing to pretend as if you didn’t

“What was that about?” You finally asked as he brought you over to a bench, pulling you onto his lap

“Nothing.” He said, oddly calm as he stared into the void

“Okay.” You rolled your eyes, deciding not to pry as you obviously already knew what provoked him to do that. “I’m gonna go get some cotton candy then. Do you want some?”

“No.” He replied monotonously, allowing you to hop off his knee but immediately grabbing your hand, preventing you from going any farther than arms length from him.

“you needy cow.” you giggled, playfully kicking his shin, “I’m so hungry - let me go!”

“No.” He replied in the same monotone voice. “I can’t be assed to move.”

You leaned back, pulling your whole weight backwards to try get Bakugo to release his grip on your hand and eventually he gave in and got up, sluggishly following you to go get cotton candy

you gleefully popped some of the delectable fluff into your mouth before sneaking some into bakugo’s mouth too.

“are you gonna let go of my hand any time soon?” you asked, wanting to hold the bag of cotton candy for yourself but instead having one hand interlocked with his and the other being used to rip small pieces off as Bakugo held the bag in his spare hand

“No.”

[(a/n): not the over-used jealousy trope 🙊]

Izuku Midoriya

definitely a words of affirmation kinda guy

bc he knows what it’s like to have to go through life with barely anyone besides your mother telling you that your great and that you’re worthy. it’s depressing and traumatic and he wouldn’t wish that misery on his worst enemy

so he’s like your personal hypeman :)

making sure that you always feel appreciated, confident and loved

during the sports festival or anything similar, he’s always louder than the cheerleaders when it comes to your turn to shine

“GO, (Y/N)! YOU’RE SO POWERFUL, YOU CAN DO THIS! I BELIEVE IN YOU! REMEMBER TO BREATHE!”

slightly embarrassing for him but when he sees you smile confidently back at him, every ounce of embarrassment melts away and he is just filled with joy

he gets really emotional sometimes as well

but not like ‘you just faced an opponent and won bc one all your hard work and training - i am so proud of you’ sorta emotional

but like ‘omg you walked into his dorm wearing a new dress and you look really beautiful and you smiled at him so emotions wash over him and he just cries bc he realises how lucky he is to have you.’

he loves to receive words of admiration from you too though

one time you wrote him a birthday card and signed it off as ‘the future wife of the #1 pro-hero’

and as badly as you wanted to just sign it as ‘from the future pro-hero 😘’

you didn’t bc you knew how happy the other option would make him

Minoru Mineta

idk perversion ig?

wait no his love language is titties and/or ass

Momo Yaoyorozu

gift. giving.

like you have no idea how much serotonin she gets when she sees you overjoyed at gift she gives you

bc in her mind she knows that it was her that made you that happy and no amount of trophies will ever compare to how accomplished she feels for being the reason behind your smile

she’s a QUEEN 👑 UGH 😩💓

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gamergirl929 · 4 years

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Finding Love Through A Lens (Christen Press x Reader)

Anonymous Request: Yeay! Request are open 🥳 here is one: R is a sport photographer and she always follows USWNT, she have a crush for Christen but she doesnt know that Chris have always watching her (even take R photos in secret), how a shy photographer get to be the true love of a soccer star! Fluff, a lil talk of insecurity. Thanks.

Through your lens you still somehow gravitate towards her, taking multiple pictures of the woman on the field, getting one of her toothy grin that makes your heart skip a beat.

You abruptly turn away when green orbs lock with the lens of your camera, in extension, locking with your own eyes.

You clear your throat, snapping pictures of the other players, but still, your camera again drifts to her, the forward already smiling your way, sending you a wink before going back to practice.

You shake your head, pulling your camera away from your face with a blush.

“There’s no way she was smiling at me.” You snort glancing at her out of the corner of your eye, again seeing her green orbs on you.

***

“You can’t keep your eyes off her.” Tobin gives Christen a nudge and the brunette’s cheeks flush.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Megan scoffs on her way by.

“Sure, you don’t Pressy.”

Christen rolls her eyes, but can’t help smiling when she spots you out of the corner of her eye.

“Shouldn’t you be warming up Press?” Tobin teases and Christen grumbles under her breath.

“Shut up.”

***

You’d noticed the beautiful forward’s green orbs on you more and more as the weeks passed, the butterflies in your stomach going absolutely insane when your eyes would lock, even if it was through the lens of your camera.

It isn’t until a game against Japan that the two of you formally meet, under painful circumstances, the circumstance being you getting smacked directly in the face with a soccer ball.

“Shit, are you okay?”

You pick your head up, brows furrowed.

“Wait, where’s my camera?” You ask, scrambling to pick it up, letting out a relieved sigh when you realize it’s unharmed.

“Is it okay?” She asks and you nod, looking up with wide eyes when you realize the person standing before you is Christen Press.

“Ye-Ye-Yeah it’s okay.” You mumble, cheeks dusted pink.

“Well good, now we can address the blood on your face.”

Your eyes widen as Christen helps you to your feet, a smile on her face as she leads you towards the bench.

“Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.”

The brunette smiles softly, her green orbs on you out of the corner of her eye.

“I’m Christen Press.” She smiles sweetly and you grin.

“Trust me, I know...” You wink, cheeks flushing when you realize her cheeks are pink.

“I’m Y/N Y/L/N.”

Christen beams.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you Y/N.”

***

Christen always made time to talk to you after that, her massive smile and sparkling green orbs making your day.

“Looks good.”

You jump at the sound of her whisper, the woman looking over your shoulder at the picture you’d just taken of Kelley and Emily, the two laughing at something.

“I always seem to get pictures of the two of them laughing.” You smile, glancing up at the forward who grins.

“I think that’s what they do half the time.”

“Tobin!” Christen yells, her shout making you jump.

The forward turns towards the two of you with a grin, when she sees your camera on her she runs towards you, her teeth playfully bared.

You get a number of pictures, giving the forward a thumbs up, the woman bowing before she turns back to practice.

Christen looks over your shoulder, the woman grinning at the number of picture’s you’d taken of her best friend.

“You got some good ones.” She whispers in your ear and your eyes widen, your head turning to look at the woman who you now realize is INCREDIBLY close.

You clear your throat, cheeks blood red as you turn back to the screen, stammering nervously.

“Th-Th-Thanks.”

Christen giggles, giving you a nudge.

“Keep up the good work shutterbug.”

You watch her go with a grin, snapping a picture when she turns to look at you, the woman’s green orbs shining in the sun.

Your heart skips a beat as you watch the woman go, not through your lens, but over your camera, a smile stretching across your face.

***

“You know there IS a game going on, Press.” Ashlyn gives Christen a nudge, the forward turning her attention away from you and back to the field.

“I know, I know.” She clears her throat and Ali smirks.

“Do you?” She teases and she rolls her eyes.

“Ye-Yeah...”

“Then what’s the score? WITHOUT looking.” Tobin teases earning another eye roll.

“It’s... Ummmm...”

She lets out a defeated huff and the three snicker.

“Told you. Camera girl got you distracted.” Tobin grins, earning a grumble and a shove from her best friend.

“Shut upppp...”

“Have you told her you like her?” Ali asks, and Christen scoffs.

“I don’t... I...” Christen’s cheeks flush, as she stares at her cleated feet.

“OoooooooOoooo!” Emily squeals from where she’s sitting, that is until Lindsey flicks her on the side of the head, the blonde gasping.

“That was rude.”

Christen rolls her eyes, her cheeks darkening as her eyes drift to where you’re kneeling, taking a number of pictures.

In an attempt to being stealthy, Christen holds her phone out, snapping a picture of you where you’re knelt, the woman smiling as she looks down at her phone.

“Who is the photographer in this relationship?” Tobin teases, earning a nudge from Christen.

“Shut up.”

***

You couldn’t help but flush when you saw the picture of yourself snapping pictures on the field, on Insta, the caption of the photo making your heart skip a beat.

“Who’s the photographer now Y/N?”

You bite your bottom lip to hold back a grin, realizing that, of course, the poster was the one and only Christen Press.

“Well, look who it is.”

Your brows furrow as you pick your head up, a smile stretching across your face when you see Christen making her way towards you.

“I didn’t know you were staying here.” She smiles and you clear your throat.

“Yeah...” You nod over your shoulder, unable to say much else considering the woman’s dazzling green orbs are shining nearly just as much as her smile, and they’re shining at you.

“So, I see you take up photography in your spare time.” You smirk, turning your phone around and the woman giggles.

“I couldn’t resist. You’re cute when you concentrate.”

Your eyes widen, cheeks dark red as you stare at the forward, whose cheeks are just as flushed.

You open and close your mouth a few times, attempting to find something, ANYTHING to say, but you come up empty, or so you thought.

“I could say the same about you.”

Your eyes again widen, shocked by the words that have just left your mouth, that is until Christen covers her mouth, giggling into her hand.

“What?” You ask, the woman only giggling harder.

“Your face.” She giggles harder and you huff, your bottom lip jutted out in a pout.

Christen clears her throat, biting her bottom lip to hold her laughter in when she sees the look on your face.

“Okay, no more pouting, I’m done.”

You roll your eyes, tightening your hold on your camera’s bag.

“I’ll see you later Chris.”

The second the nickname leaves your mouth you clear your throat, basically running away from the woman, or you attempt to, because Christen catches your wrist, the woman’s grin wide.

“I’m sorry I-

Christen gives your hand a squeeze.

“I like it when you call me Chris.” She winks, giving your hand another squeeze before she takes her leave, meeting up with a few of her other teammates, each and every one of them watching you with a smile.

You shake your head, grinning as you move to the elevators.

“She likes when I call her Chris...”

***

“Anything good?”

You turn around with a grin, showing Christen the photo’s you’d taken of the team, pictures of them smiling, and laughing as they practiced.

“All of your pictures look good to me.” She grins and you shrug, blushing.

“Nahhh...” You shuffle nervously from foot to foot, but when Christen covers your hand that’s on your camera you turn to her, eyes wide.

“Trust me Y/N, they’re all amazing...” She whispers and you smile softly, your eyes darting around her face.

“Thanks Chris.” You whisper and the forward beams.

“You’re welcome.”

You turn back to your camera, thinking the conversation is over but them Christen clears her throat.

“Are you busy today?” She asks hopefully. “I was wondering if you’d maybe want to... Go take some photos around town?” She shrugs and you turn to her, eyes wide, a grin stretching across your face.

“I mean... I’m free.” You smirk and the forward shrugs.

“So?”

“I’d love to come.”

***

You couldn’t believe THE Christen Press wanted to spend the day with you, but she did and you still couldn’t believe it.

Taking pictures of Christen Press all over the city had been something you only dreamed of, but that dream was becoming a reality, the grin on your face massive as you take a picture of Christen in front of a fountain, the sun shining through the leaves of the trees, illuminating her in a way that words can’t express.

You give her a thumbs up and the woman makes her way towards you, grinning when she sees the end result of your picture taking.

“You’re so talented.” She whispers in awe as you go through the pictures, stopping on a picture you’d take of Christen that she wasn’t aware of, the woman smiling brightly as she eats a cone of ice cream she’d gotten earlier in the day.

Christen hums, surprising you by swiping the camera and turning it towards you.

“All these pictures of me, but none of you.” She giggles and you glance away, cheeks flushed, giving the woman a perfect opportunity to snap your picture.

“You’re photogenic, I...” You motion to yourself, shaking your head. “I am not.”

Christen giggles as she looks at the camera.

“You look pretty photogenic to me.” She winks and your eyes widen, cheeks flushing.

“What do you...”

Christen snaps another picture and you roll your eyes.

“Noooo...” You pout but the woman shakes her head.

“You’re the model now.”

***

It turns out spending time with Christen Press in the city was a big deal to the fans and the media, who’d taken pictures of your outing with Christen Press.

The fans were absolutely loving the pictures of the woman you’d plastered all over social media, but you weren’t the only one posting pictures.

Christen had posted a number of photos as well, nearly all pictures of you, a few of them you and her together, the two of you smiling dopely at the camera, or at one another.

A number of the fans had started a hashtag of the two of you, a number of them commenting about how cute the two of you were together.

“Ohhhhhhhhhh! The shippers are in full force!” Kelley claps as she holds her phone out, showing Christen and Tobin the comments on your photos.

“Y/N is absolutely adorable.” Tobin reads one of the comments aloud and Christen pouts.

“I wonder if I can get Y/N’s number because....” Kelley snickers, the woman cupping her cheeks as she tries to imitate the emoji at the end of the comment.

Christen swipes the phone with a glare, smiling when she sees the picture of you on her screen, the grin on your face massive, your eyes shut and a hand resting on the back of your neck.

“Heart eyes motherfucker.” Kelley whispers lowly.

Christen’s teammates laugh, the women more than happy to tease her about her crush on the cute photographer.

Kelley grins when she spots you out of the corner of her eye.

“Why look at pictures when you can look at the real thing?” Kelley asks, the forward’s brows furrowing as she follows her gaze, the woman beaming when she sees you moving towards her.

“Morning.” You grin, the forward surprising you when she jumps to her feet and wraps her arms around you the smell of the woman’s shampoo clouding your senses.

“Morning.” She smiles, the woman tapping your camera.

“Coming to the field again?” She asks and you nod.

“Of course.”

Kelley leaps to her feet and your eyes widen, the defender swiping Christen’s phone from her hands.

“Did you see the comments on your pics?” She asks and your brows furrow, your eyes widening and cheeks flushing when you see the comments on the picture of you and Christen that you’d share.

You glance at the forward, noticing that her cheeks are just as flushed as yours.

“They can be a little... Intense, can’t they.” You smile shyly and Christen giggles, moving to look over your shoulder at the picture, which in all honesty is an excuse to be closer to you.

“You have to admit...” She shrugs, ducking down beside your ear, whispering softly so the others can’t hear.

“We do look cute together.”

You turn towards her, eyes widen and cheeks redder than they were before, your eyes darting from her eyes to her lips and back.

You jump, the vibrating of your phone pulling you out of your trance.

Christen bites her bottom lip, Tobin, Kelley and her other teammates eyeing her intently, each and every one of them beaming at the sight of her absolutely enamored by you.

“Ummm, hello?” You clear your throat, your brows knitting together.

You make a face that makes the team laugh as you end the call, staring down at your phone in disbelief.

“Well, someone got my phone number...” You shake your head, slipping your phone in your pocket.

Christen cringes.

“What did they say?” Ashlyn asks and you clear your throat.

“Words I’d RATHER not repeat.” You shake your head, turn to Christen, the woman smiling.

“Sorry Y/N...” She winces and you grin.

“It’s okay just-

Your phone starts to ring again and you sigh.

“Just might need a new phone number.”

***

Christen doesn’t see you again until she makes her way onto the field with her teammates, a yellow vest on as she moves towards the sidelines.

“Hey.” She whispers as she walks past you, her fingertips brushing against your forearm.

You blush as you turn, snapping a picture of her and her teammates on the sidelines, the forward giving you a big beaming smile.

It’s not only you snapping pictures, but the fans as well, snapping pictures of your and Christen’s interactions, immediately posting them to Instagram, Tumblr, any social media site they can.

You couldn’t believe it, out of everyone Christen focused her attention on, she focused on you.

Though half-time is when they get the content they want, Christen stopping to look over your shoulder at your camera, a massive grin on your face as you show off your photos, flushing when you realize JUST HOW MANY pictures of Christen you’d taken.

The forward leans in with a grin, winking.

“I love every one of them.”

***

By the end of the game your and Christen’s picture cover social media, the fans ecstatic about the interactions between the two of you, the two of you smiling happily at one another as Christen looks at your photos, the fans speculating if the pictures were of Christen, which in this case, they were.

“Did we destroy the internet again?” Christen asks as she moves towards you, the woman covered in sweat from her time on the field.

“It looks like we did.” You blush, as you hold up your phone, Twitter covered in pictures of the two of you.

Christen hums, swiping your phone and going straight to the camera.

“Come on, I need to get a picture with my favorite shutterbug.” She giggles and your cheeks flush, the woman holding the phone out so she can snap a few pictures of the two of you, ONE of those pictures having an additional body in it.

“Did you get my good side?” You turn around, the two of you grinning when you see Mallory Pugh standing behind you, wearing a toothy grin.

Christen scoffs.

“Is there a bad side?”

“So, Y/N?”

You turn around, jumping when you realize the entire team is now standing in front of you.

“Ye-Yeah?” You stammer nervously the women grinning.

“You busy tonight?” Kelley asks and you glance at Christen, the forward’s green orbs wide as they dart from you, to Kelley and back.

“We’re a little jealous we weren’t invited to your little photo-shoot with Christen...” Julie pouts and your eyes widen as you cringe.

“I’m sorry...” You mumble, Megan grinning as she throws an arm around you.

“We know the PERFECT way you can make it up to us.” She beams and your brows arch.

“How do I do that?”

***

The following day you enter the lobby with a smile, camera around your neck as you head towards the mob of USWNT players, the first person to notice you, of course, being Christen, the forward walking towards you with a beaming smile.

“You sure you want to do this? We could sneak out the backdoor...” She giggles and you grin, shaking your head.

“You’re not getting rid of us that easy.” You glance up, seeing almost everyone’s eyes on you.

“Abort mission.” You whisper, the brunette giggling as she grabs your hand.

“I hope you’re ready for this.” She whispers in your ear, the woman’s fingers intertwining with yours.

You squeeze her hand.

“I am.”

***

You’re laughing so hard as you snap a few pictures you can’t sit still, Kelley and Emily standing on the edge of a fountain, striking silly poses.

You snort when you get a few pictures that look like water is coming out of their mouths.

“Let me see! Let me see!” Emily squeals, running to look over your shoulder, Kelley right on her heels.

“Oh my god... That’s art.” Emily sniffles, wiping beneath her eyes.

“A modern day Da Vinci.” Kelley places a hand on her chest and you snort.

“Ohhh look!” Emily squeals, running away, Kelley leaving seconds later.

You shake your head, smiling as you turn around, spotting Tobin and Christen laughing together, your camera quickly on the two of them, snapping a number of pictures, snapping a few more when the two turn your way.

You’re about to snap another picture when you realize Christen is taking pictures of you, the woman grinning as she stealthily changes her home screen photo to a picture of you knelt down, snapping picture.

“You need to tell her.” Tobin whispers in her ear, the brunette turning towards her with an arched brow.

“Tell her what?”

Ashlyn scoffs, she Ali and Megan moving towards the duo.

“That you like her.” Ali grins.

“That you want to make gay soccer photographer babies with her.” Ashlyn snorts, earning a slap in the chest from her wife.

“So articulate.” Megan does a chef’s kiss and Ashlyn snickers.

“At least someone appreciates me.”

As the three bicker, Tobin quick to get in on the conversation, Christen turns towards you, your camera in hand as you take pictures of the sun, beaming through the tree’s leaves and ricocheting off building’s windows, the light hitting you just right that not taking a picture in this moment would be a crime.

Christen snaps a picture, looking down at her screen she realizes you’re still holding your camera up, though you’ve now turned to her, smiling softly.

Christen’s heart skips a beat, her lips splitting in a grin.

“Tell her about the gay photographer babies!” Ashlyn whispers, earning a smack upside the head from Tobin, the forward nodding towards you.

Christen makes her way towards you, grinning.

“Did you get my good side?” You ask with a smile, the woman showing you the photos she’d taken.

You nod.

“Yeah, I’d like that for my new Insta picture.” You grin, your tongue trapped between your teeth.

“Sure, how much do you charge for you photos?” She giggles and you smirk, a brow arched.

“My prices are negotiable.”

Christen grabs your hand, walking towards the fountain with you.

“We haven’t got a picture yet.” She grins and you chuckle, the woman’s grin making your heart stutter in your chest.

“We?” You cock your head to the side and she nods.

“Yeah. Us. Together.” She giggles and you nod.

Suddenly, you’re being surged by the straps holding the camera around your neck, your lips pressing against Christen’s your Y/E/C orbs wide as the woman’s lips move against yours.

She’s about to pull back when you come to your senses, your lips moving against hers, the woman smiling as you cup her cheeks.

“YEAHHHH GET IT PRESSY!”

The two of you part at the sound of Kelley’s voice, your foreheads resting together as you laugh.

Y/E/C orbs flutter open, locking with Christen’s green orbs and you grin.

“So, does that mean you like me too?” You grin and Christen giggles.

“Of course, I do.”

Needless to say, when the world finds about Christen Press’s relationship with Y/N Y/L/N a young sports photographer, the USWNT fans explode, a number of them posting their photos they’d taken of the two of you together.

You never knew you could find love through your camera lens, but you did, and that love was Christen Press.

#uswnt #uswnt x reader #christen press #christen press x reader #christen press imagine

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darter-blue · 3 years

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Bec darling👉👈❤. I have a prompt for you. I don't know whether you have already done this. Here it goes. Bucky meets Steve during a yoga session in a gym. He gets to know that Steve is amazingly flexible and has a good ass. Throughout the session, Bucky can't concentrate when Steve is in front of him doing all these postures, unintentionally 'teasing' Bucky😆. Buck can't control anymore, he is sweating and hard.....You know. Then, they are alone in a locker room and Bucky takes that chance to pin him down .......and the rest is left to you, my queen 🙆‍♀️🙇‍♀️ I can't wait to read this aah

Oh hey there cheeky 😘

Sinchana, this is a very gorgeous prompt. And seeing as you asked so beautifully, here is a little ficlet for you. On Bucky's birthday of all days...

I do love to make you happy, honey.

Bucky gave up looking respectfully about five minutes into the class. He's using most of the brain power that's not concentrating on keeping his poses, to keep from drooling. Keep the blood in his limbs where it belongs. Not in his dick, not in these pants.

Yoga pants don't leave a lot to the imagination.

They certainly aren't leaving anything to the imagination on the guy in front of Bucky.

In front and two to the right. Tall. Blonde. Long legs in short shorts and too much muscle to be decent. Very, decidedly indecent actually. And the way his shorts are pulling against his tight round ass every time he sinks into cobra, is too perfect.

The way the veins run taught under the skin of his forearms has Bucky biting into his lip. He wants to feel the strength in those arms holding him down. Preferably with Bucky on his back. Because yeah, the guy is built, but his face.

All square jaw and sharp cheekbones and full pink lips, straight nose but just crooked enough to have character. And his eyes…

He'd caught Bucky's eyes on the way into class and honestly, the clear bright blue, the long lashes that kissed his cheeks as he looked down and away to blush… Bucky felt it like a punch.

And the guy has spent every minute since driving Bucky to the fucking brink with his body like a Greek God and his pretty, pretty face.

The instructor calls them up into downward dog and Bucky should be watching his own form, but his eyes are all for Mr America, who's arms push the weight of his body up gracefully into an A frame, forcing his gorgeous peach of an ass up high and tight, his thighs flexed, corded, thick and meaty and fuck, Bucky wants to bite into them.

It's that thought that undoes him, forces the blood right to his traitorous cock, filling it fast and full, and Bucky tries to overcompensate his frame, tries to shift his legs to hide it and overbalance. Falls flat on his face into the mat with an 'oof'. Knocking the air right out of his lungs.

'Shit,' he hisses to himself, lifting his head to see every eye in the room quickly turn away.

Including Mr big, blond and beefy.

Well that's just great.

At least it helped him get rid of his not so little problem.

That is, until he goes to get changed, maybe have a shower to cool off, grabbing his stuff and closing the door to his locker, only to find the guy right behind it.

'Hey,' the guys says. And oh his voice is deep, and velvety smooth.

'Uh, hey.' Bucky can't stop himself from looking the guy up and down, tracking the beads of sweat running over soft sandy skin. Snapping his eyes back up to his face in embarrassment.

Which doesn't help at all because not only is his bone structure perfect, but the light dusting of feckless across his nose lends him an adorable charm that Bucky has to close his eyes to.

'You okay? That was quite a faceplant back there.'

Bucky would really like the ground to open up and swallow him.

'Umm yeah I… ah… you know. Just lost focus for a second.'

'But you're okay?' And the way the guy raises his eyebrow, tilts his head - the warmth in his expression is palpable. Bucky melts into it a little.

'Oh yeah, I'm okay. Totally.' Bucky's nodding just a tad too enthusiastically.

It has the guy's lips turning up into a smile.

'How okay? Like, you need to maybe go home and cool off? Ice it? Or like you have a little energy left in you?'

Oh.

Is he…? Does he mean...?

'Yeah. Yes. The second thing,' Bucky says, still nodding his head, 'energy. I got tons of energy.'

And the guy leans in, crowds Bucky into the locker with all that bulk, blocks him in with his big hands on either side of Bucky’s head. 'You feel like a little more of a workout?'

And Bucky swallows at the look in the guys eyes, at his words, at the way he licks across his bottom lip, leaning ever closer to Bucky’s face. 'I do,' he says softly, 'definitely.'

And the guy presses his whole body along the line of Bucky's, until Bucky can feel every inch of him. And it's… a lot of inches…

His lips are so close to Bucky’s ear they kiss against the skin. 'Wanna get clean with me?'

'Here?' Bucky says with a squeak, 'now?'

And the guy pulls back to look Bucky in the eye, smile wide and eyes bright. 'Oh, I've been thinking about getting you on your knees in those showers since the minute I saw you.'

And Bucky might actually black out for a second. Or he's finally reached another plane of existence, but whatever it is, it has him grabbing at the guys giant arms, holding himself up and leaning against him.

He looks up into those baby blue eyes and just says, 'me fucking too.'

And the guy smiles even wider, if that's possible.

'I'm Steve, by the way,' the guy says, pushing himself off the wall and bringing Bucky with him.

'Bucky,' Bucky replies, 'My friends call me Bucky.'

'Well Bucky, let's go work off that left over energy.'

Bucky can only nod, let the guy, Steve, lift him over the bench and put him back down to take him by the hand.

They barely even make it into the stall before he's all over Bucky.

And Bucky just hangs on for dear life.

Yep. This yoga class is about to get the best Insta rating.

Hope you like it, Sinchana honey! (I changed it up a little bit, but... these boys just do what they want sometimes, you know?)

#ficlet #stucky #yoga Steve #yoga Bucky #modern au #post serum steve #bucky barnes #bottom bucky barnes #steve x bucky #my writing #bec answers #heavenlyseb

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atalho-s · 3 years

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Sweet Sugar

3 | Cruel Summer

pairing: tom holland x reader

warnings: swear words, underage drinking (not much tho, nothing descritive and nothing like “Skins” lmao), suggestive scenes in some chapters, not smut!! but minors be aware. Fluff/angst/drama/ Y/n and Tom being stupid teenagers with feelings.

words: 1.6

a/n: english it's not my first language, Sorry for any mistakes! If you want to be tag on the next chapters, please let me know

Summary: Y/n, Harrison and Tom has always been best friends. Since childhood they’ve always been close, but what happens if after a break up with her first boyfriend, she starts to feel something more about Tom?

PART 3! If you want to read the other parts click here

Don’t forget to check out the playlist by @petesrparker created for the series! here

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After a few minutes of crying I felt someone approaching and sitting beside me. I looked up, wiping my eyes, and saw a worried-looking Haz in front of me.

- What happened? Are you okay? I noticed you were missing from the dance floor. - he asked and wrapped one of his arms around me hugging me sideways.

- I’m okay Haz, I think I just got sick, that's all, it must have been the drink.

- Y/n... as you said: I know you from other life, and you didn't even drink much, now tell me, why are you crying? - I hated when he insisted like that, but it was fair, after all he was my brother at heart.

- Haz... I don't want to talk about it, it's so immature I don't even know how to explain it to you, I think it was just something of the moment.

- Did some idiot hurt you? Because I can go back there and...

- No! Nobody did any harm, it's okay... - I said, wiping some tears that insisted on falling.

- Y/n please tell me, I swear I won't tell anyone. You're not one to cry like that...

- I saw Tom kissing Meghan and I felt bad, ok? - I interrupted him, looking at the ground with shame that I had admitted that out loud.

Haz was silent for an infinite number of minutes, processing what I had just said, until he touched my shoulder, I looked at him and I could see the confusion in his eyes.

- Since when do you like Tom that way?

- I don't know the exact date, I just... I started to feel different about him a while after I broke up with Steven... But I think it's just something temporary, you know? Maybe because he is my best friend and treats me well, I ended up having a crush on him, I think that was it, but it will pass, I just need to distract myself with something else...

- Y/n are you sure it's something temporary? Well, I'm your best friend too and you never felt that way about me.

- Yeah, but I always saw you as my brother and Tom as my best friend... I can't explain it, I just know it's different, it always has been, but I'm sure this stronger feeling must be temporary, I just need some time.

- Darling... I'm so sorry. How about we go home? We can watch tv shows and forget about it.

- Are you sure Haz? You were talking to Gracie, I don't want to take you out of the party like that, especially from the side of your other half who I know one day you two will get married, live in a cabin in the woods, have several children and I'll be godmother to them. - I said and Haz laughed and I followed. Laughing after crying is one of the best feelings.

- Damn, you created a whole fanfic. - He said and now I wiped the tears of laughter. - But seriously, we can go, it's already midnight. - He said looking at the watch on his wrist - I'm just going to tell Gracie, so she doesn't think I forget about her and say that you're not feeling well and want to go home, how about that?

- Okay... but only because I'm feeling like crap. - I said pouting and he kissed my head hugging me tight.- I'll be right back, madam.

Haz then got up and went back inside and I took the opportunity to text my mother saying I would be at the Osterfields' house and she sent me an ok.

It took a few minutes and he came back waving for me to join him. I got up, going after him in the parking lot, as he didn’t drink, because he came with his car. We walked in, turning on the radio, and we heard Taylor Swift's Cruel Summer start to play, how ironic.

- Did Tom say something about us leaving? - I asked looking at him.

- No, actually he was busy... but I told Tuwaine and Gracie. - Haz said stopping at the red light.

-Hmm- I sighed trying not to imagine what Tom could be "busy" with. - And Gracie wasn't upset?

- No, I said it was an emergency and she understood. - He smiled in my direction squeezing my hand and I smiled.

- Thank you Haz, I don't know what it would be without you.

- I know, I'm awesome. - He spoke blinking.

- Oh god, I can't even try to say something nice for once. - I said rolling my eyes - But you're really awesome. - and he blew me a kiss in the air and I gave him a laugh shaking my head.

We arrived at Haz's house and Jenna welcomed me with open arms as usual.

We went to Haz's room and I helped him pull up and make the bed besides his own and he gave me a pair of pajamas that I could wear. I went into the bathroom and took off my defeat-smudged makeup and came back lying next to Haz on the top bed as we turned on the tv to a random show that was on. But, of course, we don't pay any attention, because we are talking the whole time.

-... So, Gracie said she liked my eyes a lot, and I didn't know what to do. - He said while we discussed the events of the night, ignoring Tom and company.

- Aww Hazzy, what a cute little cliché. - I said making a melted face. - And you didn't say anything?

- I just said thank you and I said hers were beautiful too, but I got nervous, that's when I realized you were gone and I went after you.

- Wow, I can't believe I ruined this perfect moment.

- Nah, don't even worry, I have all the time in the world, in fact she's from my class, so we still have a lot of opportunity to talk. - he said and I nodded yawning.

- Let's go to sleep? It's almost 3 in the morning. - He said turning off the TV and I gave a thumbs up scratching my eyes.

I jumped down to the bottom bed and covered myself, turning to the other side.

- Haz?

- Yeah?

- If you tell Thomas anything I'll kill you and desert you. - I said listening to him laugh and fell asleep right away.

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The other day I woke up and looked to the side, seeing that Haz was still sleeping. I picked up my cell phone, stretching, and saw that it was almost noon. I got up quietly making sure that I was not making too much noise, went into the bathroom and put on my clothes from the night before. I needed to go home to take a shower and take the rest of that weird night.

I sat next to Haz nudging him until he blinked awake.

- Haz, I'm going, thanks for everything. - I said while he was returning to planet earth little by little.

- Already? Don't you want to have lunch first? - He said sitting on the bed.

- Thanks, but I need to go home, I have some work to finish too, see you tomorrow at school?

- Okay, but if you need anything call me. - He said and I agreed hugging him going towards the door.

- And promise you'll keep your mouth shut?

- I swear, cross my heart. -He said zipping his mouth and I pointed my index finger at him intimidating him.

I went downstairs and thanked Jenna, greeting Charlotte who had already woken up. I said goodbye to them and went out into the sun on a Sunday that I was miraculously doing in London. I walked home, went in, had lunch and went straight to my room, I wanted to stay in alone with my feelings. Was my period coming up? It's not possible that I'm feeling so bad.

I took a shower, changed into comfortable clothes and fell into bed, putting on some sad music to play, closed my eyes, trying to concentrate on the sadness.

A few minutes later I felt my cell phone vibrate with a message coming through.

I unlocked the screen and saw "Tommy 🤓 send you a message" written. I took a deep breath and opened it to look at what he had sent.

Tommy 🤓 says "Hi stranger! Why did you and Haz disappear yesterday? 😭"

Tommy 🤓 says "Tuwaine told me you weren't okay, I tried calling you guys and nothing..."

Tommy 🤓 says "Is everything alright?"

I rolled my eyes reading the messages and at the same time not wanting to respond, but started typing.

Y/N 🌻 says "Everything it’s okay, don’ worry 😊 I think some drink went wrong and I felt a little sick, but nothing to worry about, rlx"

Y/N 🌻 says "The party was great! Too bad I couldn't stay longer..."

I think I was a good liar.

Tommy 🤓 says "Damn it, but I'm glad you're ok, the party was really great! I've already posted the photos on insta. There some really weird ones... 😂"

Y/N 🌻 says "I can imagine 😂"

Tommy 🤓 says "I have a really strong hangover right now, I'm going back to sleep, want to come over later? I want to tell you some things that happened 👀"

Sure Tom, I'm going to your house so you can tell me everything about your wonderful night with Meghan, sure.

Y/N 🌻 says I'd like to, but my stomach's still kind of bad from yesterday 😭 so I'll just stay here, see you tomorrow?"

I told him to avoid him to come at my house.

Tommy 🤓 says "Okay 🥺, take care! See you tomorrow shortie!"

He said and I sent a "😘" blocking the screen. I lay on my stomach and buried my head on the pillow wanting to scream. Tom seemed happy and excited to tell me the "things" from last night, why couldn't I be happy for him? Damn feelings!

I think what I had to do was sleep, eat chocolate, put on a really cliche romantic comedy movie, wait to see if my period would come down (why was I being so dramatic? It could only be that) and pray that monday I would be better.

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#tom holland #tom holland imagine #tom holland fanfic #tom holland fluff #tom holland angst #tom holland x reader #tom holland x y/n #tom holland fanfiction #tom holland friends to lovers #tom holland series

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itsallyscorner · 4 years

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Niall Crushing On A Youtuber

(A/n: Hey my lovely bitches!! I’m back and finally writing for the weekend! I’ve been so excited to write this because it’s been in my notes for a few weeks now! But should I do a part 2?)

☘︎︎ I got this idea from watching that video of Niall reacting to people who did covers of his songs for Glamour :D

☘︎︎ Niall was probably sitting on his big ass couch watching YouTube on his big ass TV.

☘︎︎ He was just going through YouTube looking for something to entertain him. I feel like he would be watching old interviews of him or him with the boys. He somehow ended going down a spiral of different covers of his songs or One Direction songs.

☘︎︎ Then he stumbled onto one of your covers.

☘︎︎ You could choose whatever song you “cover”! I think I would choose either Put A Little Love on Me, Slow Hands, Too Much To Ask, or You and Me.

☘︎︎ The man’s got wayyy too many good songs I can’t just choose ONE.

☘︎︎ So he would stumble upon your video and he was just immediately captivated.

☘︎︎ As your cover played on his tv, his eyes were glued onto you throughout the whole video.

☘︎︎ He would look at the way your fingers strummed the guitar or how you would gracefully move your fingers along the piano keys.

☘︎︎ He thought you had an amazing voice and were truly talented (not everyone can sing but let’s all pretend that we can for Niall’s sake).

☘︎︎ He admired the way your voice held so much emotion when you sang. He wasn’t just listening to the lyrics but he listened to how you sang it and how it made him feel.

☘︎︎ He found it cute whenever your nose would scrunch, when you danced a bit, or made silly faces at the camera.

☘︎︎ Niall definitely found it attractive when you bit your lip in concentration while you tried to reach a guitar cord or piano note.

☘︎︎ When you smiled at the camera he found himself smiling back at the tv.

☘︎︎ After watching one cover, he ended up on another, and another, and another, so on.

☘︎︎ He found out that you were a One Direction fan, which kind of explains why you had so many covers of 1D songs and their solo stuff.

☘︎︎ Though Niall realized that out of all the other boys, you mostly had covers of his solo songs.

☘︎︎ I feel like he would take pride in that. Maybe it would make him giggle or something idk. But he’d appreciate that you’ve covered so many of his songs.

☘︎︎ Ofc he would watch all the covers you’ve done on his songs, but he would also watch your covers of other songs that weren’t his or from 1D.

☘︎︎ Niall decided to click on your channel icon and saw that you also filmed vlogs.

☘︎︎ He decided to watch them to get to know you more because you’ve caught his attention.

☘︎︎ He ended up binging your vlogs.

☘︎︎ From what he’s watched in your vlogs, you seemed like a really nice person, you made a lot of cheesy jokes, you had an addiction to coffee, and absolutely adored dogs. He found your little quirks and clumsiness adorable.

☘︎︎ Niall thought about it a few times while watching your videos, but he really wanted to meet you.

☘︎︎ Maybe do a cover together, a duet of one of his songs, or maybe take you out on a date.

☘︎︎ He was going to slide into your DMs and talk about how he’s watched your videos, and how much he loves them. He’d also admit that he’s now one of your biggest fans.

☘︎︎ But he got the thought of sharing one of your videos on Twitter and Instagram. He saw how talented you were and wanted to bring more light to your channel because you deserved it bby🥺

☘︎︎ The video he would post onto his Twitter/Insta would definitely be a cover of one of his songs.

☘︎︎ “You guys have got to check this girl out! I’ve been spending the whole day watching her covers and she’s one of the best singers I’ve ever heard. I’m proud to say that I’ve become a fan of hers:) Check out one of her covers, she’s incredible.@/yourtwitterhandle”

☘︎︎ Basically all social media platforms you were on were blowing up.

☘︎︎ You screamed when you realized Niall Horan tweeted about you and your covers. Also about how he became a fan of yours.

☘︎︎ You never expected a celebrity to notice your work, especially the one person you had a crush on.

☘︎︎ You tweeted back at him, but right after, best believe you slid into Niall’s DMS to give him a personal thank you.

☘︎︎ He replied with, “No problem, petal! You deserve all the hype, keep it up:)”

☘︎︎ You thought the conversation would end there but he followed up with, “Would you be interested in doing a cover together? I would love to meet you one day and probably work on some tunes together..”

#one direction x reader #one direction #1d #niall horan #niall horan headcanon #niall horan imagine #niall horan oneshot #niall horan x reader #louis tomlinson #liam payne #harry styles #zayn #zayn malik #stream heartbreak weather

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lost-in-sokovia · 4 years

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Hot Boy Summer

hiiiii! i’m so freaking excited to write this! this is for a challenge started by a few of my friends @captain-a-rogerss @optimistic-dinosaur-nacho and @donutloverxo !! you should really check it out under #CaptainsWeeklyChallenge ! anyway, i hope you enjoy! (ps: not putting anyone’s requests on hold, i just wanted to make sure i got this done. all requests are still in the making!🤍)

Warnings: swearing, fluff, suggestive content but nothing bad or mature

Prompt: “You’re such a brat.”

One of your favorite pastimes with Meg was annoying her older cousin, Ransom.

Was it because you had a crush on him? Don’t judge, that’s rude. You and Meg were close and she regularly brought you home with her for family holidays. It always exhausted you to be around that chaotic family, and even though Ransom was a total babe and in reality annoyed the hell out of you, you never admitted it. Joni, Meg’s mother, always had the persona and mannerisms that conveyed was high. Always her long and dragged out “hello, (Y/N)” with the hug and asking about your chakras and horoscope or whatever. She got on your last nerve most of the time and Meg found that hilarious. You knew deep down Joni was a good person and wanted the best for her daughter, but my god could she run you up a wall.

Meg’s grandfather was a sweetheart, but the rest of that family was absolutely out of their goddamn minds. And though he was insane, Ransom was drop dead hot. You never quite minded his smartass remarks, his cold glares, or the fact he thought his family was an absolute joke. It all just kinda rolled out of your head when you’d see those captivating sky blue eyes and evil smirk.

Meg had first thought it was a joke when you confessed your crush on Ransom to her one long night at school. She’d laughed, but after looking at your nervous face she stared. “What the hell?” She had asked. Your face was a combination of paleness and being flushed. You shrugged shakily. “I don’t know... he’s hot, Meg!” She scoffed, flipping back her long brown hair. “He might be hot to you, but he’s a hot prick. Doesn’t being a prick kinda cancel out being hot?” She pointed out sternly. “You know I’ve got a thing for bad boys,” you mumbled sheepishly in defense. She laughed again. “(Y/N), this isn’t some movie where everyone wants to date the hot villain. Do not date the hot villain in this situation!” She yelled. You gave her a sad glare before standing up and falling face first onto your dorm bed.

Now you weren’t dating him yet, but you sure as hell were next to him any chance you got. At first he thought it was funny, one of Meg’s college friends having a cute crush on him. But as time progressed and you became more in his way and more obnoxious to him, it made his blood boil.

It was the end of exams and summer was finally here. You were staying with Meg all summer and thrilled you were going to have opportunities to see Ransom. As you got more and more anxious the days leading up, Meg had made you promise you weren’t going to get so attached to Ransom or even forget you were there with her, and you agreed. You’d packed all your clothes (making sure to pack that one bikini that always got attention) and belongings and were on a plane to Massachusetts in no time.

When you’d arrived at Harlan’s, you were greeted with a big hug from Joni. “(Y/N), how are you sweetie?” She asked with a light tap on the back. You forced a laugh and smiled awkwardly. “I’m great Joni, h-how are you? How’s Flam?” you asked in an effort to move the topic off you as your patience lowered every time she opened her mouth. She smiled with accomplishment as she opened her mouth. “Oh you know, it reached two million followers yesterday on Insta, no biggie.” She was obviously fishing for compliments.

“Well congrats, that’s amazing,” you nodded with gritted teeth. She waved a hand and rolled her eyes slightly. “Did you get that moisturizer I sent you?” She asked. You looked over at Meg with eyes wide with annoyance and she quickly came up to help. “Yeah mom she really enjoyed it... We’re going to go get settled,” Meg explained quickly as you gave a small wave before following her.

You exhaled heavily as Meg led you up to her room. She scoffed in amusement. “Ready for a whole summer of Joni Thrombey?” She asked. You laughed under your breath and shook your head with wide eyes. “Mm, maybe Joni could just hook me up with her nephew instead...” you replied suggestively. Meg rolled her eyes and sighed. “(Y/N), he thinks you’re one of the most annoying people to have ever walked the planet, mostly because you’re friends with me. But still I don’t see your chances getting higher with that asshole,” she said. You frowned, unzipping one of your suitcases.

“Okay but I brought that one really sexy bikini I have and I’m not going to get a wedgie for nothing so he better at least say I’m not the most annoying or I look hot or something,” you huffed. Meg laughed, picking up the swimsuit and tossing it at your face.

~•~•~•~•~

Though the first day was uneventful, full of unpacking, saying your hellos and greeting everyone, calling to update your parents, eating, and sleeping, the next day was when the real fun began.

Harlan had decided it would be “nice” to get the family together since all the kids were now off school. You had raved to Meg how excited you were to see Ransom and try to prove you were a grown college woman and totally girlfriend (or wife, but baby steps right?) material. She groaned when she heard the news and hit her head against a wall.

“What? It’ll be so fun!” You tried to reason as Meg glared in the mirror while applying her makeup. She put product in her wavy brown hair and sighed. “Yeah it’ll be fun for you. You happen to forget that Ransom is just one member of this family, this very chaotic and hell raising family,” she bit. You scoffed and slipped a crop top on. “You’re just jealous because I might get a boyfriend.” You stuck your tongue out.

Meg was just about to argue back when you heard the front door downstairs being opened with muffled greetings. You sprinted over to your closed door and concentrated hard for any sign of the name “Ransom.” You pressed your ear hard against the door and your eyes lit up as you finally heard the name you’d been waiting for. Your heart rate picked up and you looked back to Meg, who was applying mascara unenthusiastically.

“You’re going to annoy the shit out of him,” she warned quietly. You glared. “No I’m not... I swear I’m mature. Mature enough to be attractive though, not like some stuck up old librarian lady or something,” you explained nervously. Meg laughed. “This is coming from the girl who still sleeps with a nightlight,” she retorted. You flipped her off with a fake smile before slipping out the door.

You ran down the long flights of stairs (nearly knocking into poor Fran, who was just trying to escape Ransom) and breathed quickly. You nearly tripped down the last few steps and cursed under your breath before catching up with a particular tall, dark haired man. You slipped in front of him and smiled smugly at him.

“Hey Ransom,” you greeted as chill as possible. He was more beautiful than you remembered (even though you had just seen him at Christmas); his hair was cut a little shorter, he wasn’t hiding under cable knit sweaters or long overcoats, and his blue eyes caught the sunlight. When he saw you his mouth parted and he stared with furrowed eyebrows for a moment. His head then tilted back as he groaned loudly.

“Meg!” He yelled. “Come get your dumb friend out of my way!” You blinked a couple times before leaning against the knight’s armour in the hallway. “No look Ransom, I’m just here to chill with Meg all summer. It’s not a huge deal. It’s totally fine, you’ll have no trouble from me,” you offered. He raised an eyebrow and scoffed. “Yeah that’s what you told me at Christmas, then you tried to kiss me under the mistletoe,” he retorted with a bitter laugh. You cringed; yeah, you had hit the holly jollies a little too much that night. You cleared your throat and began to trail Ransom as he began to walk away from you.

“Well lucky for you there’s no mistletoe in the summer,” you replied sarcastically. “Yeah, but there’s still you,” Ransom bit back in mock sarcasm. You halted to a stop and gaped at him as he continued to walk off. Damn, he really came for you.

As you stared, Harlan had appeared behind you and greeted you with a pat on the back. “So, have you said your hellos to Ransom?” He asked. You nodded, your eyes still focused down the hall. “Mhm,” you hummed back. He chuckled lightly before walking off slowly, and you scoffed as Ransom’s remark echoed in your head.

Not a big deal; a big girl like you could handle Ransom’s snarky remarks, right?

~•~•~•~

After plenty of lame and useless attempts at trying to get Ransom’s attention just through basic human interaction, you’d decided it was time to put that bikini to use.

Who knew there was easy access to a pool out where Harlan lived? You thanked your lucky stars that the white suit wouldn’t just be taking up space in your suitcase. Sure, most of the Thrombeys were now gathered and would probably be there as well, but you get what you get right? You slipped it on in the bathroom connected to Meg’s room and sighed, already pulling the bottoms out of all the uncomfortable places it didn’t belong. You looked at yourself in the mirror and raised your eyebrows. Wow, dressing for a man and not yourself; you never thought you would stoop so low for a crush.

You opened the door and met Meg with her emerald green bikini as she whistled and looked you up and down. “Damn sis! All this for my asshole older cousin?” She asked as you rolled your eyes. “I know, I was thinking the same thing,” you mumbled back. She grinned sarcastically as she grabbed the sunglasses from her dresser. “Yeah, it’s a good thing you’re not obsessed with him or anything, that would be weird,” she commented with heavy sarcasm. You laughed monotonely and threw a small bottle of sunscreen at her arm.

“Whatever, let’s get going. I wanna get out of this suit asap,” you mumbled before opening the door. Meg followed you out and snorted from behind. “(Y/N) it’s already riding up your ass,” She commented. Your face felt hot (from both embarrassment and how annoying Meg was being) and you spit out the first argument that came to mind: “Well maybe I want it there, Meg.”

You trotted through the full house and outside and plopped onto one of the long, clothed chairs perfect for tanning. Ransom was over in a shaded corner reading from a Playboy magazine (to which you thought why was he looking at pictures of women in bikinis when there was one right in front of him?) through dark sunglasses. His hair was combed back with no gel or product in it and he wore dark blue swimming trunks with no shirt. Jacob was in the shadows behind him with his eyes glued to his phone screen, the damn kid. You however couldn’t help but stare for a moment at Ransom’s abs as you blinked and took a deep breath. You laid your head back down and closed your eyes for a moment as you let the sun warm your entire body. “Damn Ransom,” you muttered bitterly.

“Alright this place better not turn into some splash pad for three year olds now that you’re here,” Ransom announced. You opened your eyes and looked back over, his eyes still glued to the magazine. You scoffed loudly in exaggeration as Meg shook her head in astonishment at you. “Please Ransom, we’re just out here to do the same exact thing as you; chill,” you called back. Joni who was drinking champagne in the hottub glanced over briefly. “Meg! (Y/N)! Looking totally adorable girls! Love the self love!” She complimented as hip as she could get.

“Yeah thanks mom,” Meg called back i enthusiastically. Ransom rolled his eyes and looked up to see what the fuss was about and was dumbstruck when he did.

God, did you have to look so hot in that swimsuit? Your skin glowed in the sun as your crossed one leg over the other. That swimsuit was very small... His eyes traveled from your legs to your bare stomach up to- no, no. He looked back down and exhaled loudly. No, think about how annoying you are. He wasn’t going to stare at you. No... He felt awkward. He shifted uncomfortably in his chair. Ransom never thought he’d feel something towards you. It was weird, he questioned his standards and tried to take his mind off you. This was really conflicting and he’d never thought so much into a hot girl- no he wasn’t going to call you hot.

While Ransom sat in the corner and tried to handle his frustration, you layed in the sun and pitied yourself. You basically tried everything. If Ransom wasn’t going to pay attention to you in this, there was no hope. You frowned and stretched your arms and legs before crossing them again.

You glanced over at Ransom, who’s eyes you’d found staring at you. (He couldn’t do it. He looked back at you, sprawled out on the chair. Screw his reputation, he wasn’t going to pass this up.) You blinked a few times before raising an eyebrow. “Like what you see, Ransom?” You asked suggestively. He scoffed in astonishment and shook his head. “You’re such a brat,” he mumbled. You smiled wickedly and sat up. Meg looked over and tried to grab your arm. “(Y/N), where are you going?” She asked. You looked back as you made your way to the pool. “Just going for a swim because I’m getting a little hot in the sun,” you explained casually.

Ransom shook his head and chuckled under his breath. “Really, (Y/N)? This is what we’re gonna play?” He asked somewhat aggressively. You looked over and shrugged innocently. “What are we playing, Ransom? Can’t a girl get in the pool if she needs to be cooled off?” You lowered your sunglasses for a moment and winked. He glared with a mouth opened in shock; since when did you start acting like this? Where was Meg’s college friend who had a cute little crush on him?

You were milking the hell out of this. You enjoyed feeling somewhat in control over Ransom. His frustration amused you, and you were pretty sure he’d pop at any second.

You stepped into the cool water and shivered slightly. You slowly continued to submerge your body and looked back over at your target. He held his head with his fingers against his temple, his mouth slightly parted. You grinned smugly before placing your glasses to the side and going completely under the crystal clear water.

Jacob looked up briefly from his phone and laughed viciously. “Seriously, Ransom?” Ransom turned around and held a finger close to his face. “One more comment out of you and that goddamn phone finds a new home at the bottom of that pool,” he snarled. Jacob rolled his eyes before looking back down while Ransom whipped back around.

You hair was now wet and water drops speckled your chest and arms. Ransom groaned and threw his magazine on the ground before standing up. You glanced over and did your best to hold back laughter from the scene Ransom was causing. He began to quickly walk towards you and you full on laughed.

“Ransom don’t get your britches in a bunch,” Meg commented from her chair. She’d given up; you were a lost cause. You were under the spell of her disgusting older cousin and all she could do was sit back and watch the curse take its course.

You waited for Ransom at the edge of the underground pool and put your arms on the warm concrete. He kneeled in front of you and you raised an eyebrow. The sun reflected off the water and Ransom tried his best to keep his eyes on you through his dark sunglasses. “You think this is funny?” He bit. You shrugged. “Little bit. I’m only having fun if you are though,” you replied smoothly. “Trying to make me look like a perv? You knew exactly what you were doing when you put that goddamn bikini on. A little small (Y/N), don’t you think?” He whispered harshly. You stared at his angry expression before glancing around at the oblivious grownups in the yard.

“Glad your family isn’t paying attention, huh?” You remarked. He growled lowly and you smiled. “Come on Ransom,” you urged plainly. “You know you want to.” Ransom raised an eyebrow. “Do what?” He hissed. You puckered your lips for a brief second and winked teasingly. He laughed bitterly.

“Jesus Christ,” he growled before putting his index finger under your chin and pulling you into a rough kiss. You shifted your weight onto your arms and pushed yourself up higher and further into the kiss.

Your stomach twisted and turned and you felt like screaming in victory.

He pulled away and glared in defeat as you smirked. “Now that wasn’t that hard, was it?” You cooed. He sighed. “You’re a real bitch, you know?” He asked. You hummed amusingly. “Yeah Meg would know a lot about that.”

haaaaaa i hope you enjoyed! i loved writing this and i hope you enjoyed! (and of course thanks to my girl @lookalivefrosty for getting me through a rough spot where i didn’t know wtf to do😂)

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