#cause i mumbled im not a fucking girl when my sister said girl calm down 🙃🙃🙃🙃

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read 100 pages of an actual book in the last few hours which is about 100 more pages than i did in almost a year :)

#guess having to embarrassingly lay in the bathtub for 5 hours cause it’s the only place i can now be alone in #cause i no longer have a room and this house has become a sensory overload hell #and ofc that no one seems to try and understand and after all the progress ive made im getting told im the crazy one again #i seriously need to someone to help me know how the fuck you go abroad #cause let’s face it post concert depression is tough but it’s not the only reason my anxiety goes the fuck up when i come back from a trip #but then oof the guilt of leaving man #it already kills having to share time with each parent and leaving my siblings with That #i am also having a huge ass gender crisis hehe #you think they won’t look me in the eyes cause they saw my old ways coming back or #cause i mumbled im not a fucking girl when my sister said girl calm down 🙃🙃🙃🙃 #literally so sick of being so lost in life #i don’t know what i want i should find a new job but i can’t bear the idea nothing appeals to me i don’t want a fucking career #if you read this woosh 🪄 you forget it #x

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ℳ𝒶𝓎𝒷𝒶𝓃𝓀𝓈 𝓈𝒾𝓈𝓉ℯ𝓇

Part 3 chapter 2- can I kiss you?

Series masterlist

Warnings: bullets, mentions of blood + getting shot, mentions of abuse

“Who are you calling fifty times?” Rafe asked Topper, who set his phone down on the bar. Topper turned to Rafe. “Huh? Who’s not answering?”

“I don’t know, Rafe, uh… does your sister ever do what she says she’s gonna do?”

“Not really, no.”

“Oh.”

“Ah! How’d she screw you this time?” He asked topper, handing him a glass of whiskey.

“So I did your sister a favor, right? Got reamed by my mom, I mean, it’s a shit show, man. So I do this favor, she’s like ‘oh I’ll hit you tonight.’ It’s tonight. Haven’t heard a thing, been calling her. Nothing. She’s just ignoring me. So, I don’t know, man.” He rambled.

“Listen, listen. Let’s sit.” Rafe patted his back, Topper sat down.

“Uh, she’s playing you like a fiddle, bro.”

“No.”

“She’s been playing you since day one.”

“It’s a lot different now.”

“You know why she can’t hit you up right now? It’s cause she’s with John B.”

“Listen, Rafe. She is not with John B.”

“Oh, okay.”

“She wouldn’t do that.”

“Well, she thinks she’s a pogue now. As soon as they think that, they’re gone, bro. Speaking from experience.” He shrugged.

“Can’t trust a pogue, not that you could trust her anyways. And now she’s with John B and you’re looking at me like I’m the bad guy? She’s gonna keep doing this, again and again and again..” he continued.

Topper stood up, downing the rest of his drink.

“Just playing you like a fiddle.”

“I’ll catch you later, Rafe.”

“All right, Top.” He raised his glass, smirk on his face. He was right, and Topper knew it. “Was good to see you.”

———

Everyone sat down in the Chateau, John B had taken himself to his room, Kiara strummed her ukulele, and you and Sarah played a game of “who’s dad sucked more?”

“My dad faked his death. Like… twice.” Sarah shrugged, taking a sip.

“My dad once made me drink a bottle of beer to calm me down when I was 6 because I threw a temper tantrum when he hit me.” You narrowed your eyes at the girl.

“My dad tried to kill all of my friends, more than once.”

“My dad stole 670 bucks from me on my 15th birthday so he could buy more heroin.”

“I think y/n already wins, by default.” Pope pointed at you, making you smile.

“Yeah, I thought so.” Sarah shook her head with a smile, getting up and going into John B’s room with two bottles.

“I never thought my trauma would ever make me win. This is great. Anyone else wanna play?” You asked.

“Think you beat everyone here.” Cleo said with a laugh, watching you chug the beer can you had and tossing it in the trash.

“I should go play for the nba.” You mumbled to yourself, JJ laughing.

“So, what type of plane is it?” Cleo asked, her and Pope playing mancala on the table.

“Well, it’s wards so im guessing something fancy.”

“That’s what I’m talking ‘bout, flying private, baby!”

JJ sat next to Kiara, her movements pausing and her putting her instrument down.

“Hey, kie. You know, that whole entire money clip and dad situation?”

“Yeah.”

“Well, um, that wasn’t that cool, and im kinda beating around the bush a little bit, but, um, I’m…” he looked up, you heard a crackling noise and looked up as well.

“What the fuck?” You mumbled to yourself, standing up and rushing over to the window.

“What is that?” Kiara asked.

“That’s a fire.”

“Everybody get the fuck out!” You shouted at JJ and Kie.

Everyone dispersed, telling the others that were in the rooms.

“There’s a fire!”

“Get outta here, everyone get the fuck out!” You shouted at the teenagers, but before they could, it had reached the door.

You grabbed Sarah hand, getting her away from the door when she went over.

You watched some one pull away from the Chateau amongst the fire, a Range Rover you noted in your head. But you couldn’t worry about that right now. You had to figure out how to get out.

——-

The entire of the Chateau had been burnt to the ground. You all sat on a tree, feeling defeated.

“Could’ve been a faulty electrical wire.”

“Place was all wood.”

“It wasn’t an accident.” You mumbled.

“What?” They turned to you now.

“I.. saw a car pull away from the Chateau when I pulled Sarah away from the door. A Range Rover. It had to be some kook.” You told them.

“And you’re just now telling us this?!” Kiara asked.

“I was the one who got us all out of there alive, so don’t.. give me that bullshit. I was waiting until we were all out, and safe. Fuck.” You hit your head against the tree.

“Verdicts in, bro. Whoever’s up there does not like you.” JJ said, patting John B’s shoulder. “Sorry.”

You sighed, grabbing a glass bottle and throwing it towards the burnt house.

——

“Sarah, when did you say the pilot was getting in?”

“Probably like an hour? I mean, once he’s here, my dad says we can leave whenever we want.”

“Okay, well, as much as I would love to ghost my parents again, I can’t.”

“Pope, we’re talking El dorado here. Can you just like slip out the back maybe?” JJ asked.

“Great advice.” Kie shook her head.

“It always worked for me. How to avoid unpleasant circumstances 101. If there’s a problem and you don’t wanna face it-“

“Turn that face and keister around, and walk the other way.” You rolled your eyes, finishing his sentence, remembering that you had always told him that. Although that never stopped him from getting into his fights.

“I’m not doing that, okay?” Pope told him.

“I just want you to be there, dawg.” JJ sighed.

“I’m gonna be there. I’ll meet you guys in the airstrip in an hour?”

“Yeah, we’ll see you there.”

“One hour, pope. Not a second later.”

“Shit, any of you guys gotta phone I could use? I gotta call in sick, I guess.” You remembered.

“Is that really important right now?” John B asked you.

“Yeah, it is. You know how damn hard it is to get a job recently?”

“There’s probably one up at that gas station across the street.” Sarah nodded in the direction.

“Okay. I’ll be right back, swear.”

“You want me to come with?” JJ asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I’m good. It’s not that far.” You began to walk off the dock, and towards the gas station.

You rummaged through your pockets for some change, glad that they still had a pay phone outside. “Fuck.” You mumbled, realizing you hadn’t had enough.

You looked around, and you spotted a familiar vehicle parked at one of the pumps.

“Oh my God.” You muttered. This would only happen to you.

Rafe walked out the gas station. You turned around, trying your best to hide yourself. But you heard him chuckle and say something.

“Funny seeing you here, y/n.”

“Rafeeee…” you drawled out, giving him a small smile. “Just the person I wanted to see.” You said sarcastically.

“What are you uh… doing out here..? Awfully far out, aren’t you?”

“Well, actually, my cousin works here and he asked me to bring him something since he’s doing an overnight.”

“Huh. Where’s your car then?”

“That’s none of your damn business, is it?” You snapped.

He held his hands up in defense. “Sorry. Sorry. I’ll get out your hair, but it was nice seeing you.”

“W-wait, Rafe.” You mentally faceplamed at yourself.

“Yeah?”

“I’m sorry. Can I use your phone? I really, really, need to call someone.”

He hesitated, before grabbing his phone out his pocket and unlocking it before handing it to you.

“Thank you..”

You typed in your jobs number, telling both of them you’d be out sick probably for a while, out with a virus.

“A virus, huh?” Rafe asked when you handed it to him again.

You shook your head. “I got shit to do, and I’m not trying to get fired in the process.”

“Makes sense.” He shrugged, shoving his hands in his pockets and leaning against a wall.

It was silent between the both of you before he spoke up again.

“Hey, I’m- I’m sorry if I uh… overstepped last time we talked. I was… drunk, and I… I dunno, I just feel bad about it… if that makes sense.”

Him apologizing was not what you expected. You stared at him, your mouth agape. You looked into his eyes and he seemed sincere.

You swallowed the lump in your throat, and he got off the wall, slowly walking towards you. His hands tangled into your hair, and made their way to the back of your head.

He leaned down, until his lips ghosted over yours. Your heart pounded and your eyes searched his.

“Can I kiss you?” He asked you quietly. Your nod was all he needed to move closer, your lips moving against each other.

But this kiss was different than the one in his bedroom, it was gentle, more loving. Your hands were on his chest, and oh god how you missed this.

Once he leaned away from the kiss, he cradled your face in his hands.

“I miss you. And I know I fucked up on the boat, and before that, but I want you to know I’m trying to change.” His thumb stroked your cheek.

“I… I miss you too. But, Rafe… I… I don’t know if it’s the best idea right now.”

“Is this about your brother still?”

“I- Rafe, it’s about everything. I got a lot going on right now.”

His hand fell from your face. “I get it.”

“Rafe-“

“I do, I get it. But all I want is for another chance to make things right. That's all I'm askin’ for.”

You sighed. “I… I have to go somewhere for a while, but when I come back, we can talk, alright?”

He nodded. “I’ll see you around, yeah?” He gave you a small smile.

“Yeah. I’ll see you.” You nodded back. He went close to you again, giving you another quick kiss before pulling away.

You leaned against the wall, sighing in relief when he walked away. You waited until he left the gas station to run back to the dock.

“Shit, sorry.” You panted as you ran up to them all.

“What took you so long?” JJ questioned with a quirked eyebrow.

“I had to ask people for their phones, and not a lotta people are nice I guess.”

“Whatever, I’ll see you guys on the tarmac!” JJ told them, you waving bye to them.

Kiara followed behind, “Hey, Jayj, wait. Hey. Um…”

You looked at them both, you standing there awkwardly. Kiara stared at you expectantly.

“I’m just gonna… yeah.” You snapped your fingers, turning back around and beginning to walk.

———

Rafe’s head swam in his thoughts. His unexpected visit with you resolved one of his problems, but he still had another major one. His dad.

“There’s no going back.”

Rafe paced the room, nervously biting his hands, his leg bouncing when he sat down.

He knew what he had to do. He drove over to where his dad was laying low, going over to his dad, fishing and drinking beer at the river.

“I need you to leave.” He told Ward.

“Oh, yeah? We talked about this already, Rafe.”

“I need you to go live your life in Guadeloupe. And you can let me live mine here.”

“I’m not gonna do that, okay?” Ward turned around, looking out into the water again.

“You realize… hey, you realize what could happen if you stay?”

“What could happen, Rafe?”

“What could happen? The police could find you here. Easy. And then, it’s… it’s done, you’re gone forever. Or something much worse.”

At his son’s words, Ward snapped his head around, standing and looking at him now.

“Much worse.”

“What have you done, son?”

Rafe walked towards him. “It’s not gonna be good if you stay.”

———

You and JJ walked through the house, you looking at the reminders of your dad while JJ shoved his clothes in a bag.

“You good?” He asked you, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m fine.” You looked at him, shaking your head and going back into your old room.

You grabbed everything you possibly could, looking around the room. Your whole life, packed into it. It would be gone when you came back.

You came back out, looking at JJ grab things as well. You grabbed your camera, a flashlight and maybe a couple bottles of beer as well.

A car engine outside made both of your heads snap to the window. He looked at you and you looked at him.

“What the hell?” You mumbled, telling him to get away. You looked out the window.

“Oh shit. It’s Mike.” You looked at him.

“Shit. Shit.” JJ mumbled, both of you getting down and hiding.

“JJ! Y/n! It’s your ol’ buddy, Mike. You lost my load. Time to pay up!” He shouted from outside. “All right, we’re gonna do this your way. Hmm?” He grabbed his gun, cocking it.

“I’m coming in, y/n! Yeah, I know you’re in there.” You both leaned against the wall, you motioning for him to go the other way.

Mike opened the door, both of you panicking now.

“We’re gonna do this your way.” He repeated.

JJ ran out the door, grabbing his backpack. You glanced around, where the fuck was yours?

JJ was outside, and he looked around. You were still inside.

It took you a minute to find it, but you grabbed your backpack.

“It’s gonna be a lot easier if you do it now.”

He was getting closer, if you ran out, you risked JJ getting found. And if you didn’t, you risked getting shot.

You didn’t know what to do. Your heart pounded and tears threatened to fall.

A memory flashed in your mind for a second.

“Jayj!” You cried out, watching him get repeatedly punched by another boy on the playground. You didn’t know what to do.

“JJ!” You gasped when the boy was finally pulled off and Jj was left laying on the ground. You cried, tears hitting his body.

JJ had taken those hits for you after he had caught some boy making fun of you.

He had taken those hits for you then, so you would take this one for him. You stood there, just trying to give him enough time to run. You held your breath, as silent as you could possibly be.

Mike found you before you even realize it, and started to fire upon seeing you. You ran outside, hoping to God JJ was already far away.

“Y/n.” He whispered, watching you run into the woods, Mike already had lost you both.

You panted and fell behind a tree, JJ ran over and grabbed your arm, asking what was wrong.

Mike glanced around, shouting as he looked around outside

You and JJ hid behind a tree, he glanced at your leg, blood seeping through your pants as you set your bag down. “Oh… my god.”

“Fuck.” You gasped, holding your leg. You cried out, JJ grabbed your backpack and helped you up, noticing Mike getting even closer.

He grabbed a stick, handing it to you. You put it in between your teeth as to muffle your pained cries. JJ put his arm around you, helping you walk.

“Shit, stay with me, alright?”

“Mmhmm.” You groaned out through the stick.

“You’re gonna be fine, shit, why didn’t you fuckin’ run?” He cried out, and that’s when you noticed he was crying as well.

You looked at him, he sat you down when you both were far enough. He rolled up your pants, you crying in pain as you looked at the wound.

“Shit.” He mumbled, and began to rummage through his bag, grabbing a shirt of his and putting pressure on the wound.

You screamed, stick still muffling your noise. You grabbed onto JJ as he tied the shirt around your leg, hiding your face in his shoulder.

“Fuck. Okay. Uhm… are you okay? Never mind, dumb question. I’m gonna take you to Ricky’s, or something, okay? I’m sure he’ll know what to do, and I’ll stay back with you-“

You took the stick out your mouth, panting heavily and cutting his sentence off.

“I’ll be fine.”

“What? You just got shot-“

“JJ, listen to me.” You grabbed his face in your hands. “We’re getting on that damn tarmac if it’s the last thing I fucking do. I am going to be fine, and I will find a doctor or something when we get there. I’m sure healthcare is much more affordable there than it is here.” You joked, he looked up at you.

He was so confused on how in the worst situations possible, you made it better.

You wiped your finger over his face, wiping his tears away. “You hear me?”

He nodded. He felt like he was a child again.

“Now help me get the fuck up, please?” You gave him a small smile, he stood up and wrapped the arms around him again. You wincing as you stood up.

——

On the tarmac, John B and Sarah stood. They saw you both come up.

“Why is he helping her walk?” Sarah asked.

“Was he.. crying?”

One thing about JJ, he never does that.

“What the fuck happened? Are you okay?” Sarah asked when JJ came up to them, she immediately helped you stand up, giving Jj a break as he breathed heavily.

“Mike fuckin’ came up, shot her right in the leg. She’s fine. But I swear to God, the second I see him it’s on sight.”

You gave them a thumbs up, smiling at Sarah.

“She can’t.. she can’t come, dude.” John B said. “We gotta take her to a hospital or something-“

“Dude, I said the same thing.” JJ told him.

“I’m fine. I told you I’m fine. All I need right now is some alcohol, and probably for it to be cleaned. I can do this.” You shrugged. “Can I have my bag?” You asked JJ, he handed it to Sarah.

“C’mon.” Sarah helped you up into the plane, and grabbed one of the first aid kits hidden in there.

“Thanks, Sar.”

“Of course.” She said, giving you a small smile. She stayed focused when cleaning your wound, apologizing every time you winced.

“I would just sit here for a little, okay? Don’t walk on it or anything for a while.”

“Yeah. Thank you, again.”

She nodded, heading back outside the plane. You smiled and leaned back, grabbing a beer bottle from your backpack.

It’s been a while, and they’re all still outside. You were asleep, comfortable on the seats and leaning up against the window.

“Y/n. Y/n.” JJs voice interrupted your lovely sleep. You grumbled and stirred, slowly opening your eyes.

“What?”

“I gotta go get Kie, you gon’ be okay here?” He glanced down at your leg and back at you.

“What? What’s wrong with Kie?” You asked, concerned.

“She’s not here, we think her parents are keeping her home or something.”

“What? Let me come with.”

“Are you serious? You can’t even walk.”

“Actually, I can kinda walk. Plus, I think you forget how good I am at sneaking out.”

He raised an eyebrow, your leg saying otherwise.

“That was the only time I’ve gotten caught okay?” You rolled your eyes. “And I did it to save your ass.”

“I know, I know, but-“

“Jayj. Take me with you before I shoot you.”

“I ain’t falling for it this time.”

“Be careful, okay?” You sighed. He nodded.

“His loss.” You mumbled, watching as he left. You leaned back onto the window, stretching your legs and arms, before going back to sleep.

——-

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what the hell pt. 4

pairing: euphoria characters x black!fem!reader

warnings: swearing, mentions of death, mentions of drugs and slight violence.

a/n: yall finna be mad as hell because i’m not making a sequel until season three :/ i am planning on doing a backstory though. possibly a few other things, but what the hell is completed babies.

words: 2.5k + not proofread

part one | part two | part three | how she came to be

all my life i’ve been good, but now i’m thinking, “what the hell?”

“andddd done.” you mumbled before spraying setting spray onto Lexi’s face. the play started in an hour and you had spent a lot of your time trying to calm Lexi down and texting Fez.

y/n: bro why the fuck i came in and first thing i saw was Ethan playing with his titties and him screaming it wasn’t what it looked like

fez: who is he supposed to be?

y/n: Lexi mama 😪

fez: IM DONE 😭😭

“are you sure your okay with this? i mean i had you upset at first so what about Cass-“ you stopped her rambling when you put your phone down and clapped your hands together.

“i was upset you had my break down a power moment for you. we fixed that up, but Cassie? Cassie can go to hell.” you told the girls sister. her eyes were wide with fear at the thought of her sister being mad at her.

“you’re showing them us…nobody told her to go and fuck Nate. boo hoo.” you shrugged.

“i just don’t want anyone to be mad at me or offended.” she said as she shrunk in her chair. you giggled at her worrying before getting up to leave. the girls were waiting for you outside of the auditorium.

“she’s been trying to gain sympathy for herself this entire time. maybe this will wake her up and guess what? sometimes the truth hurts.”

you walked towards the door, waving at Bobbi and Ethan on your way out.

“oh!” you called out causing Lexi to look back at you along with Ethan and a few other people.

“this is the part where i say break a leg. obviously don’t actually do that, but you better eat these bitches up.” you stated before leaving again, your platforms clicking away.

you resisted the urge to scream and punch Cassie and Nate in their jaws on your way to your seat.

“cunts!” BB called to the two.

you sighed sitting down in your seat beside Maddy. you were overly nervous. you knew Lexi was about to show her experiences with everyone and then some, that being said you were praying she didn’t reveal too much about you specifically.

Kat placed a hand on yours as the curtains pulled back and the first act started.

y/n: show time

fez: i’m coming don’t worry

you were so intrigued by how everyone was behind closed doors and apparently everyone else was too. you loved how Ethan played her mother and how he played Nate.

it wasn’t until an actress resembling you walked out did you mumble “she casted us perfectly.”. with that Maddy and BB pieced everything together.

“wait this fucking play is about us?!” she screeched before laughing at some of the portrayals.

you snorted and nodded before glancing behind you. Rue was smiling and even though you still felt some kind of slight resentment still, it felt nice to know she could find humor in this after all she’s been through.

Elliot’s facial expressions weren’t changing too much, but then again…his goofy ass wasn’t in the play.

Jules was into it and don’t even get me started on Suze. the entire room knew she was loving it.

it wasn’t until Cassie and Nate had both waltzed out of the theater for a moment after Ethan’s number that shit hit the fan. you turned around right in time to see Cassie fog up the auditorium doors glass.

“oh shit.” you and Rue mumbled to yourselves on opposite rows before roughly facing back forward.

Cassie walked up to the stage clapping and cursing at Lexi. Ethan tried to intervene and Suze tried to stop her daughter.

“is this apart of the play?” Micheal asked from across the room.

“how about the part where she fucked Martha’s boyfriend?” Maddy yelled out inciting a gasp from the crowd.

“they weren’t together!” Cassie cried as Maddy snickered. she kept going on and on before the crowd started screaming.

“racist!” somebody called from the crowd.

you did see some of Cassie’s points because yeah she did just literally expose you alls most vulnerable moments in front of everyone.

but honestly?

fuck Cassie.

the bitch was annoying and needed this moment.

and no matter what, Lexi’s truth would be Lexi’s truth.

and sometimes the truth hurts.

y/n: fez i don’t know where you are, but Cassie’s literally giving herself away right now. the bitch is breaking.

you put your phone down and enjoyed Cassie’s hollering on stage and pity monologue she created until she found out her sister knew what she had going on at the fair. literally everyone knew, but that set her off. the second she put her hands on her decoy you had had enough.

“ayo bitch!” you yelled standing up, Maddy standing too when Cassie’s head snapped towards you.

“rock her in her shit Mads.” you laughed.

Jules screamed out in laughter as Maddy ran up on Cassie, you in tow. phones recorded the mini fight before you, Kat, and BB followed Cassie and Maddy into the back, Lexi screaming behind you.

“nonono! Maddy no!” Kat screamed as you all chased Cassie to the back.

Maddy slammed Cassie’s head into the wall and you heard Lexi stop running and start sniffling behind you, you stopped chasing after that.

you let Kat and BB run on as you went to comfort Lexi.

“everything’s literally ruined. i fucked up.” she cried into your shoulder. you could faintly hear everyone cheering Lexi’s name from behind the walls.

“listen…” you said lifting her head. she quizzically looked at you before she sighed in recognition. they loved it. she laughed and wiped her tears away.

“they think it’s apart of the show and the shows gotta go on. go address your people. i gotta go fix “Cassie’s” makeup.” you snorted before going into the dressing room to assess the mauled actress.

you walked into the frantic backstage area. Ethan was pacing, Bobbi was reading over the script in confusion, the light people were reading a light manual, and the actors were huddled together.

“okay people get your shit together! we have a play to finish!” you yelled at them while making your way to the extra makeup kit.

“chair. now.” you said pointing at the blonde with smeared lip gloss and a loose lash.

“now get your ass on that carousel.” you mumbled before walking off back into the auditorium and hearing the last of Lexi’s words on stage.

“so even though he couldn’t be here with us tonight…this one’s for you.” she finished before disappearing.

“y/n!” some guy said making your presence known as you sat in your seat now alone. you felt a pat on your back and heard a few chants before someone came and sat right beside you.

you knew that smell. you smelt it everyday up until a few weeks ago. it kind of irked you, but you were trying.

“are you okay?” Elliot asked you.

now i know what your thinking.

why aren’t you pushing Elliot away? why aren’t you making a scene. you let Rue off the hook with a mini beating, but your cool now? so Elliot gets the same treatment?

well.

your dad had talked to you and honestly? moving on and forgiving, but not forgetting was way more peaceful than dwelling on it.

“you can hate them.” Ali told you. “you’re allowed to, but from here on out? what else you do is gonna determine your situation.”

you accepted their actions for what it was and forgiving wasn’t like you, but you were 18. you couldn’t cry then punch people forever.

when your dad told you Jules and Elliot both told Leslie about Rue using and her running away you felt your heartstrings pull.

you couldn’t imagine what it was like.

but that explained why a few weeks after you fought her at Fez’s house she told you she was clean. she was trying to get better. you wanted to be better too.

so you forgave her.

and if you could forgive her that meant you had to at least face Elliot.

“y/n please just wait!” he called out to as you stormed from Hayes’s office after Cassie’s impromptu attack with tears running down your face.

although Cal was long gone, his name ran long and his son still was able to pull strings. you had to promise to not press charges on Cassie and to never mention it again to get out of suspension.

she kept getting coddled and you hated it.

“Elliot please.” you tiredly mumbled. he stopped at your expression and the tears staining your face. the last time he saw you cry you had exposed him.

he didn’t like that expression on you.

“what’s wrong?” he asked in that caring tone he always had when you first started dating. you sighed before laying on the cold wall behind you and sliding down it.

you chuckled looking up at him as he looked down at your defeated frame.

“i exposed the truth and i’m still tired. i still can barely take it.” you let out a humorless laugh. “i should feel better.” you said looking at his cheek tattoo.

he crouched down and wiped the tears from your cheeks. you resisted the urge to lean in and push him away at the same time.

“i know me saying sorry doesn’t fix anything.” he softly said. “but i truly am sorry. when i say i loved you and i still do i mean it. i truly do. i treated you horribly and i’m sorry.” he sincerely said.

you took one big sniffle before nodding your head at him.

“…i know…and i forgive you.” a small smile broke onto his face before he grabbed your hand and squeezed.

you felt some warmth and had to force your small smile to go down. shaking your head and pulling your hand back to speak to him.

“i’m not ever going to forget what happened. i don’t have that luxury.” you stated. “that being said our relationship will never be the same. i don’t hate you, but i don’t think we’re ever going to be be close again.” you said struggling to stand with numb legs. you were ready to take a nap.

Elliot nodded at your words before he helped you up.

“at least i have something.” he smiled. you rolled your eyes before waving goodbye to him.

“Elliot.” you said in acknowledgment of the boy beside you as an actress that resembled you walked on to the stage again.

“Jade, Star, and i met the first day of preschool. i already knew Jade, but Star was new and gravitated towards us immediately. we were three very different people, but we were one.” Lexi narrated.

“there was once a time Star didn’t show up to school for around two weeks.” she added.

“she’s probably like, dead or something.” Jade said licking at her ice cream. Lexi smacked her shoulder and Jade quickly went to cradle her aching arm.

“don’t say that! she’s probably just sick. you know that orange chicken was green last week.” the audience laughed at her words. Jade let her arm go, nodded, and proceeded to eat her food. Lexi turns to the audience with a solemn look.

“the truth was Star’s mom had up and left her and there was no warning or reasoning why. Star hadn’t been to school because she had no ride. her food at home was running low, and there was not that much money left.” Lexi announced to the engaged crowd. your own eyes were watering as you were forced to live your truth again.

“Star never knew her father, but by a miracle the day before everything in her home was to be shut off, she was able to call him. he heard her voice and despite never knowing of her, he came running.” Lexi said walking into the darkness as the lights panned to another area.

Star was off to the side of the stage crying into a phone before Ethan appeared as her dad and took her away.

Star and Lexi laid on the ground staring up into the sky.

“she left me Lex…she fucking left me to die and he was right there, but she never admitted it.” Star cried into her chest. Lexi ran her hand over Star’s head.

“turns out her dad was close, but yet so far her entire life. her mom had her in the same town as her father, but never took her to him. little Star had so much to figure out. a new home, a new normal, once no dad and a mom to now, no mom and a dad.” Lexi sighed before continuing.

“Jade also had to figure things out too. a bit over a year later, Jade had to bury her father.” the curtain closed as they got ready for the last act.

the audience clapped as you sobbed into Elliot’s jacket. he patted your back and rubbed your head as you let everything out on him. you head was starting to hurt from the tears, but the show was starting back up.

“i was in the hall when you died…” Jade’s voice sucked you in.

you paid attention you looked at every little thing, including slightly laughing at the picture of you all at Rue’s father’s funeral. you stood up clapping and shouting as the cast bowed before the curtains closed for the final time in farewell.

Maddy and Cassie still weren’t back. Neither were BB and Kat. you felt bad they had to miss the rest of something so beautiful. you and Elliot walked past Jules who nodded at your and ignored Elliot, moving to go speak with Rue.

you went outside and waited for her. once she returned with no Jules you came to talk to her. Elliot was a yard away smoking a cigarette and watching you two.

“how are you feeling?” you asked her. she smiled and did a small squeal.

“i don’t feel…i don’t feel like a monster anymore. that play made me feel more human than I’ve ever felt these last five years.” she said smiling at you.

“i felt kind of exposed and overwhelmed, but it honestly was so freeing.” you said agreeing with her. you wish Fez could’ve experienced it.

little did you know the boy you knew who only wanted protect Fez and to make his money was laying on the cold floor, his entire life gone.

the same hall Fez first saw Ash was the same hall he saw Ash leave from.

“hey!” Lexi yelled running up to you two and giving you both a hug. Rue broke apart first.

“you’re a fucking genius!” Rue shouted.

“Julliard is needed now!” you shouted too.

she laughed at you two before gif and Rue joined in.

“you guys wanna go out and eat with me and my mom?” Lexi asked. She agreed, but you grimaced and sighed shaking your head.

“i’m going to Fez’s.” you explained. you needed to see what was up because you knew he wouldn’t miss this for anything minor.

“oh! tell him i’m not mad? i know something must have came up.” she rushed out as Suze called her name loudly.

“bye y/n!” Rue said as you started to leave.

“will do. i’ll see you later!” you called behind your shoulder.

y/n: i’m coming over :p

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[twinkleimagines]

frenemies

summary: You catch feelings for your nemesis Rafe Cameron and notice his change of how he started interacting with you, so you begin and hoping he feels the same, so you decide to take the risk to confront him and see what his true intentions are.

5.5k words

LONG!

Part two, part 3 , part four (final)

Warning: Language, smut, physical and verbal fighting.

Rafe Cameron.

The most loved and also the most hated Kook in the OBX.

You and your pogue friends despised this guy, or at least you were suppose to.

But for some reason, between all the bickering you two had done over the summer, you've managed to fall for him.

I know- what the fuck.

It blew your mind too. He was never nice. Always making fun of the Pogues, practically humiliating you all every chance he got. You guys were nothing but broke thieves who took whatever you wanted no matter who it hurt. You guys were scum, the dirt on the bottom of his shoe, a bunch of nobody's that will never make it anywhere in life.

Which is obviously not true, but to Rafe - that's what you ‘dirty Pogues’ were.

You didn’t care for the name calling though. You honestly could say the same thing about the Kooks. They cheat their way into life, never have to work for anything , always have mommy and daddy's money to get them through any obstacle. But you knew not all Kooks were like that. Take your best friend Kiara for example. She's a 'kook' by the book, but by the streets she’s a Full Pogue at heart.

but for some reason though, Rafe would spend most his time trying to find a way to harass the shit out of you specifically. He could have a million Pogues around him yet he always found his way through the crowd to have some conversation with you even if it was to drag your name through the mud.

You first realized the feelings you had for Rafe when you began craving his presence.

It was the annual bonfire that you and your friends had went to , a place where all teens and young adults mixed from all clicks. Tourists, Pogues, and even Kooks. Everyone was there.

You stood next to the fire with JJ and Pope, two of your closest friends as the night grew louder, more people filling in. You watched the crowds as the piled up on the sand, but your eyes roamed for Rafe himself. You were almost mad at yourself for actively searching for him. And it wasn’t even like you were looking for him so you could avoid him, but searching so you could see him and hopefully grab his attention.

You continuously questioned yourself as to Why you were looking for this jerk off to begin with. All he was going to do was put you down and try to humiliate you in front of all of your friends.

But for some reason, when your eyes landed on that tall brown headed boy, his hair for once not greased back, a wide grin on his face as he wore a black t-shirt and a red cup in his hand- your heart fluttered. You began to grin slightly, seeing him in the distance.

Despite how much of an ass hole he was, Rafe was unbelievably hot. He was toned, Tall, jaw line so sharp it could probably cut you and you could get lost in those blue eyes of his. It excited you so much when he would give you attention. Even the negative attention. At this point you just enjoyed looking at him and hearing your name flow out of his mouth.

"earth to Y/n" JJ spoke out stepping out in front of you blocking your view to Rafe, and ultimately bringing you out of your trance.

“huh” you responded dumbfounded .

“Pope thinks I’m stupid for eating food with mold on it” JJ said throwing his hands up, you grin as you watched the blonde boy try to seriously defend his theory. Pope’s eyes widened throwing his hands up as well, looking towards you for agreement.

“It’s a Fungi bro! nothing good comes from Eating mold!” Pope argued back. JJ shook his head, disagreeing with Pope’s statement .

“dude, mold is good for you ok it’s just a natural organism “ He stated, dropping his hands down to his sides.

“You’re fucking nasty” You laughed out before pushing onto JJ’s shoulder. You hadn’t realized it yet, but your laugh caught a certain boy’s attention. the moment Rafe heard that familiar tune, his head turned to your direction, his eyes focused on you as you threw your head back with laughter.

“Well well well if it isn’t Ms. Sarah Cameron “ JJ spoke as he walked up towards one of your best friend, John B, and Rafe’s younger sister, Sarah. They both looked in your direction taking a few steps away from each other as if it wasn’t obvious that they were talking.

You didn’t hate Sarah per-say, but one time she did make out with your ex boyfriend while at a party. She claimed he told her he was single and she was just looking for a good night but Sarah was known for always wanting attention so you were doubtful on the fact that she was ‘unaware’ that he was your boyfriend.

You were the only one who knew John B’s crush on Sarah. He had started working for her father after his father went missing, and you were the only one who had caught on to his different approach when Sarah was ever mentioned, or how his cheeks would go slightly red when she would walk by. You didn’t blame him, the Cameron siblings were fucking hot.

“Hi JJ’ Sarah said with a grin. You stood to the side of Pope, looking around for Kiara, only to find her sat with a group of more Pogues talking their heads off.

JJ began trying to include Sarah into his previous ‘mold is good for you’ argument while your focus drifted off, your eyes roaming the crowd once again.

You managed to look back over to where you had first saw Rafe standing, only this time he was no where to be found.

“sarah baby c’mon” you heard someone say. You looked over, Your eyes widening to see Rafe and Topper standing in front of you next to Sarah. You knew this wasn’t a group that needed to be mixed, but seeing Rafe excited you. Your eyes landed on his, your heart beginning to flutter. You hated the fact that you two were enemies. It sucked looking at someone the way you did, knowing they were only looking back at you with hatred and pure disgust. At least you thought.

“Oh c’mon Topper can’t the girl just have a little fun?” JJ laughed out, his alcohol clearly running through his veins.

“You Pogues don’t know the meaning of fun JJ” Topper laughed out. You rolled your eyes shaking your head.

“Go the fuck on Topper “ you spat out, your eyes lifting some towards Rafe before going back to Topper. You could feel yourself kicking up a sweat, maybe from the alcohol , or maybe from the fact that Rafe’s eyes were already on yours when you looked at him. He even had a smirk plastered on his face, probably from the fact he gets off on the fighting.

“Oooohhh someone’s ballsy tonight huh?” Topper laughed bringing the attention to you.

“No im just sick and tired of you stuck up kooks always trying to ruin a good time” You scoffed out, crossing your arms over chest.

“Y/n you wouldn’t know the meaning of a good time if it slapped you in the face alright?” Rafe said. He furrowed his brows together when he realized a smirk rising on your face once you looked over at him. He didn’t know what to think considering the other times you were giving him an ‘ eat shit ‘ look, but this time it was almost as if you were happy he was commenting towards you.

“Oh right, having random hook ups and snorting a line of coke every night is a good time huh Rafe?” You scoffed out sarcastly. “ yeah I think I’ll pass” You said with a roll of your eyes.

“ Listen JJ you and your little bitch need to just go back to the cut where you came from-“ you glanced at Rafe, only to see him looking at Topper with anger as if he was upset at him for calling you that , but before you could further analyze his expression, JJ pushed against Topper’s chest, slinging Topper backwards.

“you watch your mouth” JJ spat out pointing his finger towards Topper’s face. John B quickly stepped in , pulling JJ back away from Topper who was now laughing like an idiot, excited for the action that he thought was about to happen.

“Yeah go ahead Johnny boy go ahead and play dad “ Topper spat out as John B continued practically dragging JJ away from the group. “just don’t go abandoning him like your dad did ” He yelled out. Your mouth flew open in shock, seeing John B stop in his tracks but before he could even respond, your hand slapped straight across Topper’s cheek, causing his head to bounce side ways.

“go suck on your moms tits some more you fucking prick” You scowled before turning on your heals, following your friends. You didn’t even bother to stick around for anymore commentary, your only goal at this point was getting your friends the hell away from here before all hell broke loose.

“never fails man” you heard JJ screamed out in anger as you made it to the parking lot all while Pope continued trying to hush them as they stood next to the twinkie.

“JJ chill!” Pope yelled out as he tried pushing JJ into the Volkswagen but to no avail.

“no man they always get to do and say whatever the hell they want and never get any repercussions for it !” he exclaimed.

He wasn’t wrong, they really did. And if the Pogues fought back they were deemed bad and out of control. You sighed heavily as you watched JJ try to calm himself down, only to realize you had left your phone on the Log you were originally sitting at by the fire.

“Fuck I’ll be right back” You stated, only for your arm to get grabbed by John B.

“No don’t go back there” He instructed but you shook your head.

“I’ll be fine I just left my phone. “ You exclaimed before making your way back down towards the crowd of people.

“Xcuse’ me “ you mumbled as you brushed past people, making your way to the fire.

“Y/n what happened?” Kiara asked popping up from the side, placing her hand on your shoulder.

“I’ll explain later , meet you at the twinkie ok? go calm JJ down” You responded, pointing behind you with your thumb towards the van. She rolled her eyes, realizing it was a fight that had happened before turning around, making her way to your friends.

“Just can’t stay away can you?” You heard from behind you. You turn around to see none other than Rafe himself standing proudly. You rolled your eyes before turning back around, walking towards the fire once again. Despite you usually being excited to see him, tonight really put things into perspective for you.

You really were just a ‘dirty pogue’ to these guys, nothing more. There was no point to continue entertaining the thought of anything ever happening between the two of you. You were enemies, and that was all you’d ever be.

“I just came to get something Rafe go away” You huffed out.

“Oh you mean this?” He yelled out , making you stop in your track. You turned around to see Rafe holding your phone up, a wide grin plastered across his face.

“Give me that” you demanded, reaching your hand out, but Rafe pulled back, pulling it out of your reach.

“Rafe!” You yelled out with anger. “Give me my fucking phone dude” You spat out , reaching out again.

“Well what’s in it for me?” he asked , that smirk still obvious on his face.

“Rafe , please” You sighed out, dropping your shoulders slowly giving up. Between the alcohol and it being so late, you didn’t have any energy in you at this point to argue and you were just ready to go home and crash. Rafe noticed the body change in you, his grin falling from his face.

“I’m sorry” he said softly as he held out your phone to you. You were shocked. Rafe apologizing? Nobody but his father had ever heard those words coming from him so for him to say this to you really took you by surprise.

You slowly took the phone from him, your brows furrowed together in confusion.

“uhm,” you said as you pulled your arm back towards yourself. “thanks” you mumbled before turning on your heels making your way back to your friends.

“Y/n stop arguing and just do it!” Your mom yelled at you as she pushed the cleaing cart your way. You had to work with your mom today at the country club unfortunately and you were not even the slightest bit happy about it. She needed help and ‘You teenagers don’t do anything for yourselves’ as she would say, so you were stuck cleaning the floors while she did whatever it is that she does.

“Okay!” you huffed out as you picked up the broom off of the cart, aggressively beginning to sweep against the floor. You rolled your eyes as she mumbled something else to you before walking away, leaving you to clean the room alone.

It wasn’t long after that you heard some familiar voices walking down the hall way towards the room you were in. It most definitely sounded like the horrible three, Topper, Kelce and Rafe. You quickly turned your back towards the door, hoping none of them would notice you since you were alone and you against 3 just didn’t sound like a good time. You continued sweeping as you heard the group laughing as they passed the room you were in, not even paying you no mind. You sighed with relief as you realized they hadn’t noticed you and continued back to sweeping the floors.

“Hey” you heard from behind you. You jumped up gasping loudly as you turned around quickly, only to see Rafe himself standing there .

“God – fuck Rafe you scared the shit out of me. “ You breathed out, your hand over your chest as you tried to calm your heart beat down.

“sorry” he responded. There was that word again that didn’t exist in Rafe’s dictionary. You caught yourself staring before you quickly snapped yourself out of your trance, placing your hand on your hip.

“What do you want Rafe?” You scoffed out. He smirked before walking over to one of the Desks that sat in the room. You watched as he sat down on the edge, grinning as he stared over at you.

“ Never seen you here before.” He stated. You rolled your eyes before you propped your elbow up on your broom, sighing heavily.

“my mom works here. I’m just helping” You exclaimed, not that it was any of his business anyway.

“Huh” He responded nodding his head. He kept quiet once again, leaving the room silent and you beyond confused. You eventually shook your head at him, indicating for him to continue, but he didn’t.

“Look Rafe “ you started, standing yourself up straight. “I have to get back to work so unless you’re here for something important, you can go the fuck on” you finished. Rafe hopped off the edge of the desk, taking a few steps towards you , his body now hovering over yours. You began to feel your heart pound again, this time from the nerves as he stood so close to you. The smell of his cologne, grass and sweat from his Golfing lingering in your nose. you felt your hands begin getting clammy as you tried to hold your composer, your breath hitched in the back of your throat.

Rafe slowly lifted his hands, placing it under your chin, his blue eyes focused on yours. You didn’t know what to do at this point. You’ve had one on one Arguments with rafe before but none where he stood this close, and this quiet with you.

“Rafe” You breathed out as he lifted your chin, your face close together. He grinned once again, leaning in closer to you.

“You’re so beautiful” He said softly. You stared back into his blue eyes for a second before leaning in slightly. You were taken back though as he let go of your face , taking a step back and putting his hands in his pockets.

“ see ya” He responded calmy before walking back out of the room, following back to his friends.

You stood in shock, confused by Rafes actions. You were for sure positive that he was going to kiss you but he didn’t.

“what the fuck?” you mumbled before shaking your head in confusion at Rafe’s actions. You sighed heavily before sweeping your broom across the floor again, trying to regain your compose.

Most of your day went on like normal. You finished work with your mom, your mind only focused on your brief conversation you had with Rafe earlier.

It sucked because you had feelings towards Rafe, and you couldn’t tell if you were overthinking his actions or if he actually was in to you as well.

You had come to a conclusion though- it was one of two options. He was either fucking with you, or he wanted to fuck you. And you were determined to find out by tonight.

“Here goes nothing” You sighed to yourself as you stood outside TannyHill, the outside lights lighting up the big white house. You quickly jumped over the concrete fence, your feet landing in the wet grass.

Your eyes roamed the balcony, trying to remember which area you had seen Rafe standing at before. You bit your bottom lip as you concentrated, only to see Rafe himself walk by one of the windows.

“gotcha” You spoke softly before crouching down some, doing a quick jog across the field in hopes no one would see you.

You quickly managed to climb your way up the house onto the balcony you had just recently seen Rafe at. This was one of the pro’s of being a Pogue. You guys were very athletic and could always find your way to anything no matter the obstacles. You stood catching your breath as your feet finally landed on the wooden floor, the area barely lit by the light from the windows.

“What the fuck am I doing?” You said to yourself as you stood in the dark outside of what looked to be Rafe’s bedroom. You ran your hands through your hair, turning back around to face the field.

“What the fuck am I doing?” you said to yourself again as you began pacing. This is Rafe we’re talking about. Of course this man is just fucking with you. He’s been nothing but a dick to you and your friends for years. why in God’s name would he want you now? You knew you weren’t’ ugly. You were in shape, had decent hair (Even though you probably smelt like sweat sometimes because of how much you spent outside with the gang) But for the most part you cleaned up well.

Plenty of guys wanted you- but you looked nothing like any of the rich girls Rafe hooked up with. Why would he ever want you? It was clear that he was only acting this way towards you so him and his friends could have a good laugh later.

You shook your head in disbelief that you even had the balls to climb this guys house and actually think you could even ask him if he was interested in you. You began to climb back over before you heard a door open. You froze instantly, hoping they wouldn’t see you in the dark but that was just wishful thinking.

“Y/n?” You heard someone say. You mumbled a ‘ fuck’ as you recognized the voice to be Rafe.

“Uhm” You replied awkwardly as you climbed down, turning towards him to face him.

“Care to explain?” He asked throwing his hand up in your direction.

“Uhh” You said awkwardly as you ran your hand through your hair before placing them down your side.

“Y/n what the fuck are you doing climbing up my house at fucking 11 at night” he spat out. You flinched slightly at the harsh tone of his voice, your eyes roaming everywhere but his face , afraid to look at him in humiliation.

“okay so” you started, looking down at your feet. You stood for a second, wondering how you were going to explain yourself without sounding like ta total creep.

“Alight fuck it. “ you breathed out, looking up at Rafe. “You’ve been acting weird towards me, and being all like nice and flirty one minute and a complete ass the next and like – I just need clarification “ You exclaimed before you took in a deep breath, staring at Rafe as you waited for a response. You bit your bottom lip as he continued staring at you with a blank expression.

“Well?” You repeated, but he stayed quiet. You rolled your eyes, annoyed with the mind games he continued to play. “Rafe what is it? You like me or are you like fucking with me?” You spat out in frustration.

He finally changed his expression, this time a cocky smirk forming on his face. He reached out, grabbing one of your hands before walking backwards, leading you to follow him into his bedroom.

“uhh Rafe?” You questioned, confusion written all over your face as his eyes continued staring into yours.

“I’m not explaining myself” He finally spoke, his hair draped over his eyes as he looked down at you. You scrunched your face up as he reached behind you, closing the patio door. He chuckled slightly at your confusion before taking a step back away from you. “I’m just gonna show you” He exclaimed before pulling against your arm, leading you towards the bed before pushing against your shoulder, making you flop down. Your eyes widened as he walked over towards you, a smirk never leaving his face as his hand reached up, pushing away the stray hair in your face.

“You know, I’ve wanted to fuck you for quite sometime” He stated, leaning forward. “I mean look at you,-“ his eyes looked down and then back up your body, landing back onto your eyes, “You’re hot as fuck” He responded. You didn’t have a clue on what to say, so you continued in the same spot , sitting on his bed propped up on your hands behind you.

“You know for a pogue,” He finished, chucking as you rolled your eyes at his comment.

“Why didn’t you say anything ?” You finally spoke, looking up at him through your lashes. His cocky smirk left his face, only to return shortly after.

“Had to make sure the feelings mutual.” He replied , standing back up straight.

“and Who said it was?” You asked , trying to build your confidence back up. Rafe’s smirk widened before he let out a chuckle, his finger pointed out towards the balcony you were just climbing a few minutes ago.

“You did” he replied . you lowered your head some without responding, knowing he wasn’t wrong. HE stared down at you for a few seconds before he leaned in, the tip of his nose touching yours.

“Rafe” You breathed out as he stayed teasingly close.

“Hm” he hummed, not moving his face.

“Just fucking kiss me already” You demanded. Rafe happily obliged, his lips colliding with yours. Your hands immediately made their way to the back of his head, tugging on his hair.

“You wanna lay down for me ?” He asked after a few minutes of your tongues fighting for dominance. You didn’t respond other than nodding before you slowly laid yourself down, your eyes not leaving Rafe’s. Rafe grinned before unbuttoning your shorts, tugging on them. You lifted your hips up from the bed, helping him slide your shorts down as your teeth clamped down around your bottom lip. He stared at your hot pink panties, seeing the darkened area as you were already soaked.

“Soaking wet and I haven’t even touched you” He indicated. You felt heat rise to your cheeks as attempted to lower your head in embarrassment even though he could see you. Your mouth flew open as Rafe leaned down, pressing open-mouthed kisses against your damp panties, applying friction against your clit. You moaned out, leaning your head back as he placed the palm of his hand against you, rubbing up and down at a slow pace.

“Does that feel good?” He asked, his voice low and deep. You bit your bottom lip before nodding your head. Rafe grinned before he tugged on your panties, pulling them down to your ankles.

“Spread your legs open baby” He demanded , his voice calming but deep and intimidating.

You grinned before slowly spreading them open, his eyes focused on your heated core the whole time.

You laid your back flat against his bed as he got down on his knees, pulling you by your hips down to the edge of the bed, your bottom hanging off directly across his face .

“Rafe” You moaned out as you felt his warm tongue glide along your slit, his tongue stopping against your clit before he enclosed his lips, sucking slightly. He wiggled his tongue back and forth as his inserted his two index fingers into you, curving upwards. You gripped your hands against his navy blue sheets, gasping loudly as his fingers hit against your g-spot, sending tingling feelings through your body.

Rafe took one of his hands and trailed it up your stomach under your crop top, his hand groping around breasts.

You continued moaning loudly as his finger tips swirled around your nipples while his other hand continued moving rapidly against you, his eyes looking up at you in admiration.

Rafe lifted himself up, his face close to yours as his fingers continued moving inside you.

Y/n” he called out softly causing you to open your eyed and look over at him.

He placed his lips against yours as he slowly grinded himself against your side, pushing his rock hard shaft against you.

“You wanna do this?” He breathed out as he looked down at you, the pace of his fingers slowing down. You nodded looking up at him, your heart nearly pounding out of your chest.

“Yes Rafe” you practically whined out. Rafe moved himself to where he was hovering over you, his lips placed against your neck as he pulled his joggers down some, his member popping against his abs. You breathed out deeply as you watched him line himself up before slowly sliding himself in.

“ fuck” He groaned out as he felt your walls wrap tightly against him. Rafe was not only long, but he was thick all the way around, filling you more than anyone had ever done before. You placed your arms around his neck, holding him close as he began moving his hips against you.

The room was silent, only the sounds of your deep breathing and small groaning from Rafe as he continued rocking his hips in you at a steady pace, one hand placed above your head as the other gripped tightly under your thigh to hold your leg up.

“Rafe go harder” You pleaded. Rafe instead stopped his movements completely before rolling you over onto your stomach. He pulled slightly against your hips causing your bottom to stick up in the air as your face was pressed into the bed.

You gasped loudly as Rafe inserted himself into you again from behind, the new position giving him access to going deeper in you, which was exactly what he did. You felt his hand land on the back of your head, pressing you deeper into the bed as he began grinding his hips deep into you. He began slow at first but then began giving you exactly what you wanted , slamming himself into you over and over again.

At this point the pleasure was overwhelming and you couldn’t hold the moaning in as he continued rocking his hips into you, the sound of skin slapping echoing the room.

“Fuck im gonna cum” Rafe groaned out deeply in your ear, the feeling of your tight warm walls around him bringing him close to his own climax. He began placing sloppy kisses on your back, his pace speeding up. You arched your back feeling yourself clench around him as you orgasmed, your clit pulsing. You whined out, tugging on his sheets as Rafe continued to pound into you, riding out your high.

“Fuck y/n “ Rafe groaned out as he quickly pulled out, pumping himself off shooting his load on your back.

You both stayed in the same position for a few more minutes as you tried catching your breath before Rafe grabbed a napkin from his nightstand, wiping your back off.

You rolled over, laying on your back as Rafe put his bottoms back On before looking back over at you out of breath. You grinned as your eyes roamed his glistening body, his abs very prominent and his hair stuck to his forehead from sweat.

“ You should’ve definitely came to me sooner” you finally spoke out with a giggle. He sat down on the edge if the bed chuckling slightly.

“Yeah, that was nice. “ He responded. The room became silent, you both just sitting awkwardly while you laid on his bed still naked. After a moment of silence, you finally sat up, pulling his top sheet with you while getting up off the bed.

“Soo” You said awkwardly as you wrapped the sheet over your sweaty body.

“you can use the front door ” He responded looking up at you. You almost wanted to slap him at this point, realizing he was indicating for you to leave. You scoffed while rolling your eyes before turning away, picking your clothing up off the floor.

“What?” He asked as he continued sitting on the edge of the bed, noticing you aggressively picking your clothes up in anger.

“Nothing Rafe” you mumbled as you pulled your shorts back up up your legs, turning your back towards him.

“Hey” He responded standing up, grabbing your hand after you pulled your top over your head.

“What” You replied back, looking up at him with anger.

“I wasn’t saying you had to leave now I was just saying you didn’t have to climb down the house again” He exclaimed. You stood for a second before shaking your head.

“I should go anyways, it’s late” You replied before walking over towards your shoes, sliding them on over you feet. “but don’t worry I’ll take the balcony so no one sees me”. Rafe wanted to reply to your comment but instead he stayed quiet as he watched you make your way back to his balcony before stopping, leaving your hand on the doorknob.

“Uhm” You spoke , causing him to look up at you. “I’ll see you later?” You stated, more like questioned just for your own clarification. He grinned before nodding his head, walking towards you. He walked you out to the balcony, helping you over the edge before watching you climb down to the ground to make sure you made it down safely.

You did a light jog back towards the concrete wall before turning around, looking up at the balcony. You grinned when you saw him still standing there watching you. You gave him a wave before turning on your feet, climbing back over the fence and going home.

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VALERIE - Part IV. (Harry Styles)

hello loves!! thank you so much for the feedbacks on the previous part, i love to see your thoughts at reactions so please keep them coming for the upcoming parts as well! i was informed that the posts weren’t showing up under the hashtags bc i had an extrernal link to the spotify playlist, so that won’t be available in the next parts, but you’ll always be able to find it in the masterpost if you’d like to give it a listen! those were the songs i listened to while writing the story! now, i dont want to keep you up any longer, here is part 4, one of my personal favs, and im excitedly waiting for your feedbacks on the post! have a wonderful reading!

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Valerie is curiously watching her dad work on the portable bed they’ve brought over for the night, her little hands clutching onto Rosa’s shirt as she is telling you all about the list she has made for you. It’s not a long one, but you try to focus on every word she says, making sure you won’t mess anything up.

“I put an X behind the important ones,” she explains pointing at the paper and you nod, eyes roaming down on the few X’s on the list. “The other ones are just suggestions, things I thought you should know.

“Got it,” you nod again, biting into your bottom lip. Bath time, feeding, sleep time, everything is covered in the list and you’re happy she even mentioned the smallest details. Some things might be natural for her as she’s been doing it for months, but it’s your first time completely alone with a baby. You surely don’t want to mess this up, especially because you want her to trust you and let you look after Valerie more often. They deserve a break now and then.

Steven finishes the bed and backs out a few stuffed animals along with two blankets into it, making it look cozy and familiar for Val.

“But most importantly,” Rosa starts and you look her in the eyes. “Call us anytime if you need help or want us to take her home, and I mean it.”

“Not gonna happen,” you shake your head, earning a sigh from your sister.

“Y/N, I’m serious. We are thankful for the help, but it’s not your duty, alright? Just call us anytime, really.”

Nodding your head you flash a smile at her, knowing well nothing on Earth is gonna make you call them tonight. Okay, maybe there are some cases when you would call, but those are quite unlikely to happen.

She hands Valerie over who curiously eyes you before grabbing a handful of your shirt and making herself busy with the fabric.

“It’s gonna be fine. Have a great night, you deserve it,” you smile at them. Steven straightens up and curls an arm around Rosa’s waist as they watch Val in awe, clearly a little worried they are gonna spend an entire night without her, but you can tell they also can’t wait for some alone time.

“Alright, we should get going,” Rosa sighs and stepping closer she kisses Valerie’s head and then your cheek as well. “Have fun with your aunty! We’ll be back for you in the morning, Sweetie.”

She runs her hand over her little head and Valerie smiles at her happily, completely oblivious to what’s really happening. The joys of being just a baby!

Steven says goodbye to her as well and you all head to the door. 

“So, we’ll be here around eight, she is usually up by six. Do you want us to pick her up sooner?” Rosa asks standing at the front door.

“Sooner? I was about to tell you to sleep a little longer, you don’t have to come so early.”

“But we don’t want to take away your whole day, you need to rest too,” Steven explains, worry all over his face.

“Stop worrying about me, I’ll be fine. Just enjoy your night off! Come on, I’m throwing you guys out, time for the sleepover to start,” you tell them, shushing them out the door. 

It takes some time to finally get them to leave, but they eventually do. Then it’s just the two of you, alone for the first time.

“Ready for your first sleepover, Val?” you ask her, standing in the hallway of your apartment. She just stares back at you, saliva drooling from her mouth but even that looks cute on her. “Alright, let’s do this.”

You braced yourself for the worst. Thought about all the possibilities how the evening would go, but you hoped they wouldn't become reality. Unfortunately, baby Valerie had different plans for the two of you.

The first hour goes by fine. You feed her, have a little play time, reading her favorite book to her, but slowly, you notice her losing interest in anything and everything. Soon enough, you see her face distort into a grimace and a few moments later she starts crying and it’s straight downhill from there. 

Nothing can get her to stop. No food, no toy, absolutely nothing. You clown around, trying everything that pops into your mind that would calm her down, but it doesn’t seem like she is about to stop anytime soon. 

You start to panic. Rosa told you how fussy she is because of her teeth coming, but you didn’t think it would be this bad. When she’s been crying for an entire hour straight, for a split second, you think about calling Rosa. 

“No, not gonna do that,” you say, while Val is still screaming in your arms. “Valerie, what do you want? Tell me and I’ll give it to you, I promise! Just please stop crying!” you whine desperately, but, no surprise, no answer comes from the screaming babe in your arms, just more tears, puffy eyes and red cheeks from all the crying she’s been doing.

Trying to rock her into calmness you are moving around in the apartment when you hear your phone ringing. You instantly think it’s gonna be Rosa, wanting to check in on you, but how are you gonna answer the call when Valeries is screaming from the top of her lungs? She’ll come to pick her up straight away, no doubt about that.

Rushing into the kitchen you are relieved to see that it’s just Harry calling you.

“It’s not the best of times, Styles,” you sigh as you answer the call and put him on the speaker, leaving the phone on the countertop, so you have both your hands free for Valerie.

“Hey, I was just-- what the fuck is happening?” he asks hearing the deadly cries of Val through the line. “Is that Valerie?”

“It is! I’m looking after her so Rosa and Steven can celebrate their anniversary, but she just wouldn’t stop crying! I don’t know what to do!” 

You’re absolutely desperate. It’s so bad you can feel your throat closing up, nearing the edge of your patience, tears threatening to roll down your cheeks, but you tell yourself only one of you can cry at a time and Val has taken that spot quite some time ago, not even giving you a moment to let loose.

“Text me your address, I’m leaving now,” he orders and you snap your head towards the phone.

“What? No, Harry--”

“Just text me the damn address, Y/N!” he barks and the line cuts off right away. 

Your desperation pairs with shock now, not knowing what to think about this short, but quite eventful conversation you just had with him. It takes you a few moments to collect your thoughts, but you end up sending him your address. 

Nothing changes in the twenty minutes while you are waiting to hear anything from Harry following your text to him. Valerie keeps crying with three seconds of pauses when she takes a few deep breaths only to start screaming once again. Aside from the headache she is causing you, it’s becoming pretty impressive how long she’s been doing it. You probably would have fainted by now, but it seems like Valerie is running on an endless battery.

“You are really making it hard for me to be a cool aunt, Val,” you mumble, the baby still in your arms as the tears keep rolling down her face. Your light grey shirt is now soaking wet, both from her tears and your sweat from the anxiety she is giving you, mixed with some other things you choose to ignore where they came from.

The doorbell makes you jump, but Valerie doesn’t even bat an eye at the sound, she just keeps going.

“You need to teach me how to have this much energy,” you mumble under your breath as you walk over to the door. 

Opening it you find yourself staring up at Harry who is wearing a brown coat, dark jeans and a black hoodie. If you had to guess what he was doing on this weekend evening you would have said he was out with friends somewhere, picking up girls, but he surely doesn’t look like he was anywhere else than his home, the clothes are hanging messily on his frame, like he just threw them on in a rush.

His green eyes look straight at you at first before moving over to the crying child in your arms. You fully expect him to say something along the lines of “this is the kind of effect you have on others” comment, but it seems like he notices the fear and despair in your eyes and he keeps his mouth shut.

“I honestly have no idea what to do,” you choke out and the tears start flowing from your eyes as well, making Harry have to deal with now two crying human beings.

“Oh my, please don’t cry, I can’t take two crying women at once,” Harry begs as he steps inside and shuts the door behind him. Turning to face you he reaches for Valerie, you hand her over to him, hoping she would magically stop the crying, but she clearly couldn’t care less.

“Why, can you take one?” you ask with a bitter chuckle as you wipe your cheeks.

“Not really,” he admits, making you smile. “So what have you tried?” he asks as he starts swaying and rocking Valerie in hopes of getting her to stop, but not even Harry’s charm stands a chance with her right now. Deep down you’re happy you weren’t the reason she got so fussy and upset, would have been pretty awkward if she stopped the moment Harry took her into his arms. 

“Literally everything,” you huff, shoulders falling forward. “I went over the list Rosa gave me, tried everything, but she wouldn’t stop. She’s teething, but this is… It seems like there might be something else maybe?” you tell him worried that something serious might be behind her behavior. You really don’t want to call and bother Rosa, but you are nearing the point where you’ll give up and ask for help.

“Maybe she needs to be changed?” Harry suggests holding her up, giving her butt a sniff, but you roll your eyes at him.

“You don’t think that was one of the first things I did? She is as clean as she could be. Maybe I should just call Rosa,” you sigh in defeat reaching for your phone but Harry snaps at you.

“No! Don’t, we can figure this out. Steven has been so excited to have a night off, we can’t ruin this for them. Come on, we have to have the slightest parenting skills and solve this without them.”

Nodding you agree with him, but you’ve completely run out of ideas.

“So what do you suggest?”

You can see the gears turning in Harry’s head as he is trying to come up with a plan, but it’s not like either of you have any experience with babies. The idea of calling Rosa is starting to burn in the back of your head, fear of failing this challenge taking over your thoughts.

Then Harry looks at you with a look that screams that he has an idea. You’re just about to ask what came into his mind when all of a sudden he starts to sing.

“Well, sometimes I go out by myself and I look across the water, and I think of all the things what you’re doing and in my head I paint a picture…”

You instantly recognize Amy Whinehouse’s iconic song, the one that’s also behind Valerie’s name, you know that for sure. Rosa was obsessed with the song growing up, she would sing it on the way to school, in the shower or while making dinner. You weren’t surprised she chose this name for her first daughter.

What surprises you that Harry sings like a literal angel. He hits the notes perfectly, nailing the lines like not many can and you listen to him with parted lips, eyebrows raised. This was the last thing you expected from him, but then again, it’s not the first time Harry has surprised you through the years of knowing him.

Valerie stops for a moment, her hiccups shaking through her body as her tear-filled eyes look up to Harry, and you both think this is gonna be the moment when she finally calms down, but he doesn’t even reach the chorus before she starts crying again, a defeated sigh erupting from him.

“Maybe she wants it instrumental,” you suggest and Harry gives you one of those ‘are you fucking kidding me?’ looks as you leave to run down the hallway, right into your bedroom.

“How am I supposed to make it instru-- what the hell, Y/N?!” He gives you a weirded out look when you return with a guitar in your hands. “Since when do you play the guitar?” 

“Since like… eighth grade,” you tell him as you sit on the couch and holding the guitar on your lap you try to find the right accords. “I told you, you know nothing about me.”

Harry nods with a surprised but amazed look on his face as your fingers strum against the chords. It takes a few minutes but you figure it out and glancing up you give a questioning look to Harry.

“From the start?” you ask and he nods his head, continuously bouncing up and down to try to calm Val down.

You start playing the song and soon enough Harry joins you with the singing, the two of you perfectly nailing it even without any practice.

“Stop makin’ a fool out of me, why don’t you come on over, Valerie?”

Maybe it’s the guitar, maybe it’s the singing or maybe the fact that the song has her name in it, but by the time you reach the halfway point in the song Valerie’s crying slowly starts to fade. You instantly share a look with Harry, but don’t stop, fearing that she might start again if the music stops. 

Her tear soaked cheeks smooth out as she is not screaming anymore and you can actually see her irises finally, her long lashes are sticking together from the salty tears and you know it’s gonna take some time for her to regain her normal state, but at least the crying has stopped. 

“‘Cause since I’ve come on home, well, my body’s been a mess. And I’ve missed your ginger hair and the way you like to dress…”

You tear your eyes off Valerie for a second, letting yourself wander over Harry’s features as he sings. He slightly furrows his eyebrows focusing on the lines, so his forehead has a few creases on it. His lips form the words so clearly and elegantly, you wonder how often he sings. Is it something he only does when he is on his own or he likes to perform as well? 

The only time when you heard him sing was at the bar when the two of you slayed the karaoke machine with that Avril Lavigne song. You were smashed by then, you remember that he had a nice voice but it was the last thing you paid attention to. Besides, he was kind of equally drunk as you, it was all for just fun, but now is a completely different situation. 

It’s no surprise Valerie finds his voice soothing, you’d probably stop whatever you were doing if you heard him sing. There are people with a good voice and then there are the ones that not just have a good voice but also that small something, that extra magic in them that makes you melt as their voice caress your ears. Harry is definitely the second case, for a moment you forget where you are or why he is there singing. It’s just his voice and the gentle strumming of your fingers on the chords. 

At the end of the song he starts repeating Valerie as the song slowly fades into nothing and you both stare at the little girl in his arms, clearly afraid she might start crying again. Unfortunately, your reservations become valid when you see the corners of her mouth curls down and you and Harry share a shocked look immediately.

“What else can you play?” he urges as Val whimpers in his arms, letting you know she does not appreciate that the singing has stopped. 

“Shit, shit! Um, something from ABBA?” you propose and Harry nods quickly, not even asking which song you know, so you take it as a sign that he probably knows all of them.

The first song that comes to your mind is Andante, Andante and you don’t hesitate to start playing again, just in time. Valerie was just about to start crying again, but as soon as the melody hit her little ears she calmed down and listened to it with tired looking eyes.

“Take it easy with me, please. Touch me gently like a summer evening breeze…” Harry sings the words and you can’t hold a smile back as he, once again, hits the notes just perfectly without missing a beat.

You’re convinced there’s not one person on Earth who has never heard a single Abba song, most of the population knows them by heart, but somehow you couldn’t really imagine Harry to be a person who knows the lyrics to the songs as well. But he does and sings it without messing it up even just once. It’s hard to imagine a younger version of Harry singing ABBA songs when they come on the radio, but the more you think about it the more the picture paints itself in your mind.

Valerie lays her head to Harry’s chest, stuffing her thumb into her mouth as she listens to the performance. She is probably enjoying the vibrance of his voice shaking through his chest and maybe this is what brings her the peace she’s been looking for all this time. Your heart skips a beat at the sight of them.

Harry glances at you, eyes so soft you melt under his gaze. However nerve wrecking it was to have Valerie scream for hours, she is still the cutest little thing ever as she rests her head on his chest, her long blinks giving it away she has definitely lost most of her energy. 

You don’t dare to stop the singing and playing. When you near the end of a song you quickly think of something else and whisper it over to Harry, who then gives his feedback on it with either a nod or a shake of his head. Most of the time he knows the songs you suggest so the show continues without a stop. 

Half an hour passes by when you see her eyes slowly closing. You still don’t stop though, only when Harry tries to listen to her breathing and he realizes that it was completely slowed down. She is out.

“Holy shit,” you breathe out quietly, your fingers feeling numb from the playing. You haven’t had a guitar in your hands for this long in a while, probably for years. Harry shares your relief, his throat has completely dried out and he is happy to finally breathe evenly, not just sneak a few breaths in between lines. 

“And now what?” he mouths as he is still gently swaying around with the sleeping Valerie in his arms. You put the guitar aside and check if she is for real asleep. Her long lashes are spread out on her puffy cheeks, gently snoozing into Harry’s chest as if she weren’t screaming for dear life just an hour ago. 

“Let’s put her down,” you whisper and nod at him to follow you. 

Reaching your bedroom you only switch your bedside lamp on so the light doesn’t wake her up. Pushing the stuffed animals to the side you grab the blankets and let Harry do the critical job. Leaning down he oh so slowly starts to pull her away from his chest, careful not to move too suddenly, it all feels like in those action movies when they are trying to get through the lasers without triggering the alarm. One bad move and the screaming threatens to start again and that’s the last thing you want, after all you’ve done to calm her down. 

You don’t even realize it but as you watch her little head reach the mattress you hold your breath, almost wincing upon seeing Harry’s hands slide out from under her sleeping frame. As if you wait for something to go wrong, both of you freeze for a moment, expecting her to start moving around and wake up, but she stays still. 

Eyes snapping up to Harry, you exchange a look and then you both head to the door, careful not to make any noise that can possibly shake Valerie up from her dreams.

“This was more tiring than running a marathon,” he huffs, throwing himself to the couch and you do the same next to him. 

“Have you ever run a marathon?”

“No,” he confidently answers and you look over at him with a puzzled look. “But I can imagine how tiring it is.”

You let out a chuckle, letting your eyes close for just a little bit. You haven’t even had the chance to realize how much this whole struggle with Val sucked the energy out of you, but now that you’re half lying on the couch it hits you all at once.

“I should get going,” you hear Harry mumble, clearly just as tired as you are, but he doesn’t move. 

“Mhm,” you hum, feeling yourself drift to sleep.

Neither of you moves and it doesn’t take a whole five minutes for the both of you to completely doze off.

The next time you wake up you feel an arm curled around your waist and someone is definitely pressed up against you while your back is against the back of the couch. It takes you a couple of moments and some blinking to realize it’s Harry you are all snuggled up to and the reason why you woke up is because Valerie is crying again. 

“Shit,” you mumble to yourself, mind still groggy from the sleep as you push yourself up on the couch. Just moments later Harry’s eyes flush open and you’re not sure it’s because of the crying or because you moved next to him. His arm slides off you as he looks around a little confused about his surroundings.

You don’t have the chance to think about how the two of you ended up cuddling on the couch, though it lingers in the back of your mind. Basically crawling over Harry you rush into your bedroom where Valerie is lying in her bed crying. It’s a different kind of cry, not like the one you were stuck with for hours before and you know she must be hungry.

“Ah, come on, little girl. It’s alright,” you coo at her scooping her into your arms. She immediately cuddles to your chest hiccupping against it, her little hands fisting your shirt. You leave to go to the kitchen and feed her, but just as you’re about to step out of the room you bump into Harry.

You bounce back from his chest, but his hand immediately reaches for you and grabs your arm, holding you in case you might fall back.

“Sorry,” you breathe out, thoughts still foggy a little. “She’s… hungry,” you explain, but he is standing so close to you, you can feel his body’s warmth and it instantly ignites the memory of being pressed against his side on the couch just moments ago and you can’t stop yourself from inhaling a shaky breath. 

“Let me help,” he croaks out and the two of you walk into the kitchen. Putting on her bib you hand her over to Harry who sits with her on his lap on a stoop as you get the baby food, warm it a little before joining the two of them and you slowly start feeding her.

“What time is it?” you ask realizing you have no idea how long you two have been asleep on the couch.

“It’s three am,” Harry answers before smiling down at Val. “Good job, Val!” he hums watching her take the spoon into her mouth.

You finish up feeding her, then give a try at burping her even though Rosa said it’s not necessary anymore. She just hums to herself so you head back to the bedroom, her eyes already threatening to close. By the time you put her back to the bed she is out again, so no private show is needed this time.

Walking out of the room you see Harry putting on his shoes and coat. For a split second you feel disappointed that he is leaving, but then your rational side puts you to your place. Of course he is leaving! Val is fine now, there’s no other reason for him to stay, right?

“Harry,” you softly say and he looks at you. “Can you please not tell Rosa and Steven that I needed help with Val?” you quietly ask, though there’s no doubt your eyes are practically begging him.

“No way I’ll ever admit to Steven that I sang ABBA to his child, so don’t worry about it,” he chuckles making you smile as well. 

“Thank you. And for helping me as well. I was really close to giving it up,” you admit folding your arms on your chest as Harry stands at the front door, hand on the door knob as he is looking back at you.

“No problem. Now you owe me one,” he smirks and you can’t hold yourself back from rolling your eyes.

“Sure,” you say with an airy chuckle. “Good night, Harry.”

“Good night, Y/N,” he smiles at you sweetly before opening the door and walking out. 

You take his place at the door and watch him walk down the eerily quiet hallway. He turns back to you one last time waving in your way and you nod back smiling before he disappears around the corner.

Closing the door you lean your back against it, taking a deep breath. Your eyes wander over to the couch where you and Harry were sleeping not so long ago. The feeling of his arm around you is still burned into your mind and you breathe in shakily as a memory snaps into your head of the exact same thing, only years earlier.

You lied almost exactly like that in his hotel room that night. His strong arms wrapped around you as you had your head laid on his chest, listening to his heartbeat that was slightly faster than the normal. Though you were still quite drunk, this feeling imprinted into your memories, because you felt so safe with him. Like nothing could ever hurt you if he was there with you.

Unfortunately, that feeling faded into nothing when you woke up in the morning quite fast. But this time, instead of disappointment and disgust, the only thing you still feel is the emptiness at the lack of his touch. 

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The New World; Series, Pt 3

okay, two parts in one day but I really just felt like writing. enjoy this part!! 

Okay so this is my first time writing a fic and obviously will be my first series but I’ve just rewatched TWD for like the 17th time and my obsession with Daryl has reached new levels. I hope that it isn’t too shit and that you guys actually read/like it. Thank you in advance for baring with my average writing but I mean, how else will I learn? Anyway, enjoy!

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Season 1

Part 3 of ??

Summary: Y/N Grimes is Rick’s younger hot headed sister. When Rick gets shot and falls into a coma, Y/N’s world ends. Y/N Finds herself at a quarry near Atlanta with her nephew carl, sister in law Lori and her best friend Glenn where she meets her new family including the equally hot headed redneck Daryl Dixon. Over time Y/N and Daryl begin to form a friendship, finally allowing one another to open up to someone and maybe finding someone they can actually love.

Words: 1790

Okay, I couldn’t hold out much longer with the whole slow burn thing, something happens in this fic...

Warnings: swearing, a little angst, slight mention of gore.

With your brother, Daryl, Glenn and T-Dogg gone you found yourself struggling to think about anything else other then something happening to them. What if they got surrounded by walkers, what if merle flips and does something to them. Constant ‘what if’ questions rolled through your head as you paced in your tent.

“Y/N!” You heard dale holler

“Hey Dale, what’s up?”

“You’ve been in your tent since they left, wanted to get you out here with the rest of the group, make sure you’re okay.” He said with sincerity.

“Thanks, Dale, I’m all good, don’t you worry. Got any jobs for me to do? I’d like to keep my mind busy.”

“Not really any jobs to do but you’re more than welcome to relax in the RV, I’ve got a couple of old books in there, maybe that’ll put your mind at ease.”

You nodded gratefully and made your way inside the RV, shuffling through Dale’s book collection until you settled on one, reading in the bed until the words began to sling together and you fell into a deep sleep.

You were woken up a while later by Carl gently shaking you. You jolted awake and grabbed your knife when you realised you had fallen asleep for god knows how long.

“Woah! I’m just here to let you know dinners ready.”

You scooted off the bed, stepped out of the RV and walked over to the group sitting around a fire, fresh grilled fish already on a plate for you. You sat next to Lori and nudged her. “I missed dinner prep? How long was I asleep, I should have helped.”

“You must have needed the rest, it was best to let you sleep.”

You nodded as you shoved a giant fork full of fish into your mouth while your stomach growled.

This night was like any other, sitting around with your family, chatting like nothing was wrong in the world, though you found yourself subconsciously searching for the archer who would usually sit across from you, constantly sneaking glances at each other. Your heart rate sped up at the thought of him and then the reality that he wasn’t there set in again, as did the worry. You were pulled from your thoughts by Andrea’s voice.

“Where are you going?”

“I gotta pee, geez, try to be discrete around here” Amy responded earning a laugh from the group.

You went to take another bite of your fish when Amy’s scream filled the air. You threw the plate and reached for your gun as you watched Amy being ripped into, Andrea already running towards her with Jim. Walkers started hastily shuffling out of the trees towards your family as you and the others sprung into action.

“Lori, Carl, you get behind me now!” You yelled over the gunfire shoving your nephew out of dangers way and putting yourself in the middle of it. You aimed at the nearest walker and BANG, it fell, a bullet between its eyes.

You noticed another hobbling towards carol, BANG, another down.

You continued to pace backwards until it was safe to send Lori and Carl into the RV. A walker lunged at you, BANG, now it was at your feet. You turned for a second when you heard Lori scream as Shane shot a biter that was close to her.

As you turned around another one lunged at you as you brought your gun up,

Click.

Your stomach knotted at the sound, you were out of bullets. You pushed against the walker with all your force as its teeth gnashed at your face. You could feel your arms weakening as its teeth got closer to your face, your feet began sliding in the dirt. You couldn’t bring yourself to pull one hand away to get your knife, this one was too big, the slightest move now and you would be gone.

BANG

The walker collapsed on top of you, knocking the air out of you as you went down. Suddenly the body was tossed away and a hand was outstretched. You realised who it was, grabbed his hand and he hoisted you up off the ground.

“Thanks, Daryl.”

He nodded and then proceeded to take out the walkers that just kept coming. You noticed how he shielded your body with his own as the dead got closer until finally, there were none left.

When everything was clear, he stormed off towards his tent without saying a word to you.

You found rick and threw your arms around him

“Thank you, thank you, thank you.” He mumbled into your hair

“For what?”

“For protecting Carl and Lori.”

“It’s what I do.” You chuckled slightly as you let go of him, your eyes flicking over to Daryl’s tent.

You built up some courage and started trekking towards his tent, stopping suddenly at the entrance and struggling to think of what to say. Before you had the chance to say anything he broke the silence.“Leave me alone.”

You stood there for a second before you shook your head and began unzipping the door to the tent and stepping inside. He stood up from his bed and loomed over you.  “Stupid girl, didn’t you hear what I said? Leave me the fuck alone!”

At this point he was yelling in your face but you stood your ground, getting angrier until you looked up into his eyes, you could see how red they were, he’d been crying, your anger slowly faded.  “I don’t need your fucking pity, get lost.”

He turned, expecting you to leave but instead, without even thinking, you wrapped your arms around his middle and he stiffened at the sudden contact, staring at his bed in front of him, then looking down at your arms that linked around his waist, holding him tight, grounding him. You felt his breath become shaky as he let himself cry which only made you hold him tighter.

When his breathing began to slow, you gently unlinked your arms and he turned to face you, tears staining his cheeks.

“I’m not here to offer you pity, I came to say thank you for saving me. I came to see if you were okay.”

He just stared at you for a second before you carefully reached up and wiped a single tear that was rolling down his cheek, then slowly, you snaked your hands around his neck and brought him into another hug. This time he didn’t flinch, he melted into you, placing his head in the crook of your neck while he let himself calm down.

“M’ sorry I snapped.” He whispered into your neck.

You pulled back and looked into his eyes, the blue being highlighted by his unshed tears.

“You don’t have to apologise, I get it.”

He nodded as his hands found your waist and he pulled you into another hug. This man had never been shown proper affection, he had never shown it to anyone but he so desperately craved it and you understood that, you finally gave him the affection he needed, that he deserved. You stayed like that for a minute before you pulled away, grabbing his hand and leading him over to his makeshift bed, a cot in the corner of his tent with his sleeping bag on top. You sat with him on the end of the bed and finally built up the bravery to ask.

“Daryl, what happened out there?”

He looked at you and struggled to form the words, tears threatened to fall from his eyes again until you reached for his hand and took it in yours.

“He wasn’t there, he ain’t dead but he was gone. Cut off his own damn hand, cauterised it. Tough son of a bitch. We went to look for ‘im but then this kid showed up and started yellin’, some guys took Glenn and we got into this whole thing, thought they might’ve had Merle too y’know. They didn’t. By the time we sorted everything out our damn truck was missin’ so we had to walk back. Thats when we heard the gun shots. Y/N I ran, I ran so fast and ya wanna know why? Because I thought I was gonna lose ya. I couldn’t lose ya too. I don’t know what it is but something inside me goes crazy whenever you’re around. I ain’t good at this type a thing, I don’t know how to explain it but it’s like I need to protect ya and I don’t know why. We’ve hardly talked but when we do it’s like my chest is on fire.

You couldn’t take your eyes off him, you hung onto every word for dear life, like he was reading your mind, like he was reading your emotions. Before you knew it you were pulling his face towards yours, pressing your lips against his, fitting together like a puzzle, like he was the one piece you have been missing your whole life. You slowly pulled away and looked at him, his eyes still closed from the kiss, a small smile gracing his lips, causing you to break out in a smile too.

“Daryl.” His name had never sounded so sweet, he opened his eyes looking deeply into yours as his cheeks flushed red. “That’s exactly how I feel.”

You spoke for a while, exchanging stories of the past. For a man who was so reserved, he seemed to open up to you like you were the only one who held the key to his stories. He told you about Merle, about his mother. He told you about his father, the things he used to do to merle, to him. You didn’t push him, you didn’t ask to see the scars, you simply listened and that was all he needed. The noise of everyone outside had finally quietened and that was your cue that it was time to retreat back to your tent.

“I’m gonna head back to my tent, I’ll see you in the morning.”

He wanted to ask you to stay, he needed you to stay. He felt like that was the only way he could sleep but he couldn’t bring himself to ask.

You wanted to stay, fall asleep on his chest like the many nights you had dreamt of, but you didn’t want to push what had happened. You slipped out of his tent, zipping it closed and walking over to your own. You couldn’t help fight the smile that crept on your face.

Neither you nor Daryl got much sleep that night, replaying the moments that happened, longing for each other in a way like never before.

#daryl dixon #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixion imagine #daryl dixon x you #daryl dixon x grimes reader #you x daryl dixon #y/n grimes x daryl dixon #y/n x daryl #y/n x daryl dixon #twd #twd fic #twd series #twd fic series #the walking dead #the walking dead fic

[fangirl1029]

Going home

 honestly I think there isnt enough sam love on here and he deserves it

Sam Uley x reader

you had grown up knowing all about the legends around the pack. This didn’t mean that you thought theyd be true and eventually change your life.Not only did you know about the legends but you knew everyone in la push.

You had come home from being away at college the last few years after hearing from Bella that your younger brother had been super sick ,not returning her calls and avoiding her as if she was the plague. The strange part was that your father hadn't bothered telling you that jacob had gotten so sick. 

Bella picked you up from the airport to take you home since you had gotten so wrapped up in trying to get home fast that you had forgotten to call your father to get someone to pick you up. Before you knew it to we're home and Bella had gotten out of her red truck and banged on your fathers door.  “ what the fuck Bella??” you said when she stormed in the house demanding to see Jacob. You hear Bella yelling at the top her lungs and run to the back yard to see her getting into.....Paul’s face or who you thought could be paul.

You hadnt seen anybody from home in such a long time and all the boys had their hair cut short, had grown  taller and added 20 lbs of muscle mass along with a tribal tattoo.”Bella what are you thinking pulling something like that?!” you yelled still running up to her and trying to get her away from paul , who all knew was a hot head.Now he looked like he could snap a girl bellas size into tiny pieces. 

you had gotten to her too late and paul was shaking and shifted into a large wolf. Then a brown wolf had jumped and tackled the other wolf.

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you had sat in Billy’s kitchen with Bella. Billy was super mad at bella for storming into his house and had made both of you girls sit down and wait for the alpha of the pack to help explain to Bella what had happened. 

Your world had been shaken to its core seeing that the legends were all true. 

you sat next to bella trying to keep her calm  as thoughts raced through your mind. ‘ who was the alpha of the pack? like it would have to be jacob right? were you going to shift too???” you stood fast and ran out of the house even though you were told to stay with bella. colors of green browns and black were around you as you continued to run into the woods moving past branches and jumping over logs. You went as far as your legs would take you until there was a tense pain in your chest. doubled over you breathed heavily slowly dropping to the ground. Anxiety filled your body.

After a few hours of being in the woods and trying to clear your mind and reassure yourself that you wouldn't turn there was a sound of cracking sticks. it couldn’t be Billy , maybe it was jacob you look around hoping to see someone you recognized. 

no such luck , you were met with a chaote.’fuck um what was it that my dad always told me when we went hunting....’ your mind went blank and you began looking for anyway out. The animal lunged and you closed your eyes waiting for intense pain but there wasnt any.

there were 3 large wolves around you , one that you didnt recognize had killed the chaote and the other two in front of you looked like  paul and the one that had pounced on him. the eyes of the brown wolf looked exactly like “ Jacob?” you asked looking at the brown wolf. He huffed and rubbed against your leg. The 3 wolves escorted you back home where your father was livid. “y/n all asked of you was to stay here with bella and wait for Sam why couldn't you do that?” you rolled your e/c eyes and decided a wolf fight was enough for today ” sorry dad...” Jacobs laugh filled the room from behind. “ Billy its fine we have it all handled from here." another voice came from behind you. 

Y/n turned around so fast that it could've caused whiplash you looked at a man who looked like the other boys just taller and more built . “ who are you?” the man just stared at you as if he had never met a person in his life. “rude” you rolled your eyes and started to leave the room . A large hand grabbed your arm tightly. Jacob glared at the man “ you did not just imprint on my sister!” he yelled at the other man who had a hold of your arm. “wait what? imprinting is a thing too?” the taller man let go of your arm and nodded shly. 

“jacob can you please handle telling things to bella since you are part of the reason she knows our secrets. and you come with me” jacob nodded and did as told. 

la push beach was as beautiful as it had been years ago.” Im not sure if you remember me well but im Sam Uley, we had gone to school together” he stopped walking right in front of you.All you could do is nod and look up at him. of course you remembered sam , who had punched your boyfriend at the time during prom. “ you punched my boyfriend and broke his nose my senior prom.” his eyebrows raised  “ well it was deserved” y/n rolled her eyes and laughed lightly. sam smiled and started walking with you again.” you know my dad is going to probabaly run over your feet with his wheelchair right.” sam laughed “ if that’s what it takes ill go through that pain for you.” You signed knowing that you only came back home because of jacob and now here you are , and imprint , a sister to a werewolf and daughter to a crippled man.

a week had passed and you had spent time catching up with your brother and father while sneaking off to hang out with sam for a few hours every night.

You woke up later than what had been planned due to embry and seth roughhousing and being loud. you came out in nothing but y/f/c crop top and jean shorts. your arms crossed tightly in front of you. 

sam smiled looking at his imprint and all the fly aways that had came loose from her braids that made her look even more beautiful to him. y/n stomped over to embry and quill and got directly in the middle of them “ cant rough housing wait until everyone in the house is awake” y/n looked from embry to quill and back. Sam and Jacob tensed up looking at y/n be in the middle of those two. “ well to be fair we didn’t know Sam and you would be getting busy so quickly” quill mumbled. Paul and Seth laughed. y/n looked like she was ready to kill all of them. “ and to think I was goiong to be nice enough to cook lunch for y'all” Quill’s eyes got wide “ what im not going to anymore, maybe its time you got busy making your own damn food.” This made the boys groan and glare at Quill. Sam wrapped his arms around Y/n’s body from behind. “ cant you make an exception for me” Y/n smiled up at the man.” nope because you could've intervened."

break was close to being over for y/n and she still hadn't talked to anyone about going home. she had gotten so attached to the boys and loved being in her childhood home. Billy wheeled over next to his daughter. “ when do you have to go back home?” her fathers voice snapped y/n out of her thoughts. “ 3 days” “ im going to miss having you here” y/n smiled weakly at her father knowing that she’d miss him too. Sam messaged y/n asking her when she was going to be coming over. Y/n just looked at the message and ignored it falling asleep on her bed at billy’s house. 

Around 5 am there was a knock on the door. Jacob rushed to go get it before it woke up anybody else in the house.... Too late Billy had gotten to the door before he could. Sam stood in the doorway no shirt on soaking wet from the rain that had already started so early in the day. “ i’ll get jacob-” “ im not here for Jacob sir, im here for y/n” sam cut Billy off. Billy took a long look at the man in his doorway and slammed the door in his face. “ When were you planning on telling me that Sam imprinted on your sister??? Does she know ?!” Billy yelled at his son.Y/n came into the room “ was that sam?” y/n ran out of the house to sam’s truck. He got out of the truck and pulled his imprint into a tight hug. “ you never answered my message last night and i got worried.” y/n sighed “ im leaving tonight sam , I have to go back home."  His grip loosened on her. “ going home ?” he looked utterly heartbroken that his imprint was going to be leaving him and going god knows where. y/n looked up at him “ yeah ive got to take care of all my stuff so i can come back here to be with the people important to me.” sam lifted up y/n and twirled her around. He lightly set her down “ you need to take one of the guys to keep you safe since i cant be there with you.” y/n smiled and nodded “ yes alpha “ Sam bent down and kissed y/n lightly. 

A/n; im not sure if there will be a part two if you guys want a part two lmk ill make it.

Edit: this is a series now 🤗 and it's doing well.

#twilight #sam uley #xreader #sam uley x reader #jacob black #bella swan #billy black #x reader #twilight wolf pack

[pentagonieslut]

orange juice & oreos

member: wooseok

genre: fluff (oh dear-)

word count: gona doesn’t fucking know herself

warnings: none :))

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the look on your face made him smile. it always did when he saw your reaction to his little gift he always secretly left you. it was your favourite random food combination of all time. orange juice and oreos. he liked the way you would dip the oreos in and leave it there for a bit before taking a bite of the drenched treat. in his eyes, you were adorable.

his friends noticed this too, the way he unconsciously smiled at the mention of your name and the sight of you. he loved you unconditionally though he couldn’t express it to a female as gentle as you- in his eyes you were gentle. you were actually like your older sister hyunju (jessi) and fought people who didn’t like you or dissed you to your face. he was willing to follow up behind you in secret and make sure they didn’t touch you again. all of them knew that. “keep staring at her, she’ll know it’s you genius.” shinwon grumbled as he smacked the back of the younger’s head.

wooseok jolted out of his thoughts and let out a loud curse, turning quickly to glare at the older male who only laughed and plopped down in his seat; right behind him. “that fucking hurt you asshole.” he hissed out as rubbed the back of his head and turned his attention to his friends, who got lost in their own conversations themselves. “hey..is she crying..?” edawn said as he tilted his head at your figure which was packing everything up and quickly closing the treat you were gifted- by him. this caused the males to get quiet as yanan followed her out with a huff.

“what just happened?” changgu asked as he blinked quickly, realizing that they were only down to nine as yanan left to take care of you. wooseok sighed and slammed his head against the table, causing a loud bang and for everyone to jump at one of the most notorious bad boy’s actions. “they made fun of her and posted about her is what.” jinho whispered quietly as he slid his phone on the table for the others to see. wooseok curled his fist up into a ball and just about lost it in front of everyone.

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“yanan, i can’t take it no more! they keep on treating me like bullshit! i didn’t do anything to them nor did i punch them in the fucking face!” you screamed as he tried to keep a straight face and prevent his giggles from coming out. he was clearly amused by you ranting as always.

to him, your rants were always hilarious and never failed to make him smile- even when he had to keep up his bad boy appearance. “you know y/n, it’s not too hard to beat the shit out of them. especially for someone like you.” he giggled out as he stared at you intently. “you do know that, right?”

stopping in your tracks to look at your best friend, you nodded your head slowly and huffed, hearing the bell ring for lunch. “let’s go stupid, we missed an entire class period anyways.” the taller giggles out as as he opened the door to the hideout you guys have and holding your bags at the same time. “i am not as stupid as you, you hag.” you hissed out as he snorted with laughter and led you to the cafeteria.

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all eyes were on the two of you as you walked around and gathered your stuff from your lockers and walked to get your food from the line. you guys looked like celebrities with the amount of other students following you and bombarding with questions. yanan protected you every step of the way and barked at everyone who got way too close in your shared personal bubble.

“sit with me today. you might like my other friends and it’ll be safer for you.” he leaned down and whispered as he quickly got you to the table and sat down next to you, whispering in your ear. he was trying to calm you down before you exploded and knocked just about everyone here out. “get the fuck away!” a deep voice screamed as everyone who crowded around you quickly scampered away. “hello wooseok.” you said lightly with a slight nod of your head to the younger.

inside he was giddy with excitement but decided to calm himself down. “hello y/n!” he said a bit too cheerfully as you said his name. yanan could only giggle and whisper to you in Chinese as you whispered back, cussing him out for putting you in a predicament.

everyone finally sat down and ate, you grabbing your food from your desk and snacking again. “oh? do you like that?” hyunggu asked as he smiled at you softly, watching you enjoy your oreos and juice. looking at him, you have a nod and proceeded to listen yanan and his friends talk as you stuffed your face with more.

“yanan? i ran out of my snack..do you or your friends have any more or something?” you asked a bit shyly but loud enough for them to hear once it got quiet at the table as your confidence dropped down after seeing the amount of boys around you and the students that just mobbed you. “i do.” wooseok said with his signature smile, blonde hair moving about as he reached into his bag and grabbed the cookies. “thank you wooseok! this really means a lot!” you beamed cheerfully as you stood up. “i am going to get my juice. i will be back!” you said quickly as you scrambled to the line.

as he made sure you weren’t looking, he quickly placed the juice next to the snack and an extra set of cookies just in case. “and the story goes as follows, the bad boy fell for the innocent and shy girl, giving her gifts anonymously.” he mumbled to himself as he played on his phone and waited for you to come back since the olders were having their own conversation.

“oh? there’s more!” she said happily as she plopped back in her seat and opened them up, eating them again. as she ate, wooseok rested his head on his arms and watched her, his smile he reserved only for her and his friends appearing. “oh my, he gave me more orange juice! god, have you finally answered your angel’s prayers of getting a secret admirer? or are you playing with me? are you signing that i may get a man?” you asked as you closed your eyes and spoke, the others laughing at you- more like him.

his face turned red at your statements because he was your secret admirer and he most definitely did not know that his princess prayed for a man. they composed themself as your eyes opened back up and you hummed with a satisfied smile on your face, going back to eating the oreo and juice combination. “if only he knew how big of a crush i had on him and one of the bad boys at school..” she mumbled, catching her best friend’s attention and wooseok’s causing him to turn a slight red and turn away from the female as yanan ruffles her hair.

“why don’t you just leave a note for him before he places the snacks on your desk?” hyunggu said as he slid his juice over to you as well, noticing how you were running low on it. “i Can never arrive as early as him- them. nor can i decide how i am going to say it..” you pouted as yanan chuckled and winked at wooseok who looked at him for help. “i’ll place it on your desk for you, yeah? so that way you can come to school normal time.” yanan said as he cleaned up his mess and wooseok cleaning up yours alongside his. “deal.”

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yanan did as he said and left the note on your desk as he walked to his second hideout, with the boys. “the note has been placed for him to see.” he said as he laid down on the couch and got on his phone.

minutes later, an excited beagle bursted through the room with a sticky note in his hand. “she actually left me a note!” he squealed as he read it and let his mood change slightly. “i think i have been exposed..” he mumbled as he read the note that had his name on it. as he finished the note, he made a mental reminder to be at the courtyard by lunch.

living up to his promise, wooseok fidgeted around as he looked at your tiny figure compared to his and smiled. “hello y/n.” he said as you got closer. not saying a word, you threw your backpack on the ground and jumped on him, hiding your face in his neck. “thank you, it means a lot and im serious about liking you.” you whispered as everyone started whispering about the two of you as he held you tightly and chuckled. “of course. i know how much you love that snack. it’s always been something you’ve eaten constantly and i couldn’t help but notice how cute you were eating it.” he replied back as he held you and brought your face in front of his for a kiss.

“so you’re my girlfriend..right?” you let out a laugh and nodded once he broke the kiss. “yes i am, stupid.”

#pentagon #pentagon kpop #kpop imagine #kpop scenario #pentagon imagine #pentagon scenario #hui #kino #yeo one #hongseok #yanan #yuto #wooseok #jinho #edawn #shinwon #hyunggu #changgu #hoetaek #pentagon cube #cube entertainment #tentastic

[zuffer-weird-girl]

Man! You guys are creative. Can you -the plot is totally up to you- write an angry and heartless teen Kaito ? I don't like the idea of the death of kai. -please my soul is too weak for this I can't even imagine it- but he can be angry for anything else. Just really angry. Maybe he was with his mom in a mall and random villains attack her and a hero -endeavor bastard- ignored the safety of citizens in order to capture them. Anything would work but not kai's death. 😭😭😭

Aaaa no my baby :( still no image for baby Kaito so boom!

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"Look mom, I guess Kim would like that." The teenager pointed at a little stuffed bear placed on the shell.

"Hum, Kim or Haru my little soldier?" You teased as the boy only scoffed.

Spitting image of his father...

"But I wouldn't be opposed to the idea... but I literally have no idea what to give her, I'm stuck." Complained in complete seriousness the boy as he glared down at ground while you two carried the bags.

Mostly Kaito because the boy just wouldn't accept you lifting too much weight.

"Mind if I give you an idea then?" The dark brow haired teenager looked at you and nodded.

"Sing her a song. Kaito you have a beautiful voice, you and your father. I bet she would love that." You smiled sweetly at your blushing teenager, yet he still caried the same stoic face as he muttered "I see. I will think about it."

Again. The spitting image.

"Well, let's get back home before we get buried by snow on our way." Kaito nodded as he offered to pick another bag from your hands which you swatted away quickly making the boy chuckle.

"Mom, what do you think is better? Cocoa or-?" You couldn't catch what your son asked when you heard the sudden screams and a huge jet of fire coming straight at your son side.

"KAITO GET OUT!" you shouted while grabbing your son forearm and throwing him away from the sudden exchanges of fire and waves of electricity.

Kaito almost fell into his back; holy shit his mother was strong; if he wasn't for his reflexes, he looked up at the scene in horror as he quickly picked his phone texting his dad about the situation.

Kai was with Kim, so he wouldn't risk putting his younger daughter in danger. You definitely wouldn't appreciate that...

Chisaki immediately answered his son and told that Chrono and Mimic were on the way as Kaito tried to pass through the crowd.

"GET THE HELL OUT OF WAY!" He shouted impatiently as he pushed the people aggressively to make a path for him.

"Woah kid!" An officer blocked him "Sorry, but this is for the heroes not from teenagers, if you want an autograph need to wait until the fight is done."

"Why the fuck would I want a autograph? MY MOTHER IS IN THERE!" He shouted angrily at the officer who widened his eyes before picking some device to talk.

"Lieutenant. There's civilians in there correct? There's one of the child of them in here. Tell Endeavour." He looked at Kaito and placed a hand on his shoulder "Don't worry. Endeavour will take her out of there safely. Just be pacient."

Kaito stared at the officer before slowly swatting his hand away from his shoulder in disbelief.

"Didn't you saw that I almost DIED from Endeavour's flames if it wasn't for my mom?! OUT OF WAY!" Kaito kneeled down and placed his bare hand beneath the snow, making the ground tremble a bit before forming plataforms, which lift it him up to jump over the guards heads.

They shouted at him to stop as he runned, but even before he could reach it, the joilts of electricity were simply gone as the number one hero left the alley with the villain being dragged by the collar of the his shirt.

Many clapped their hands and threw thanks and compliments at the hero... While Kaito angrily made his way to the much older man and stared up at him.

"There were civilians on the middle of your childishly fight. One of them is my mother. Where is her?" He demanded as the hero closed his face, seeming like a black cloud had consumed the place.

It started to snow out of no where before the number one hero bowed his head at Kaito and closed his eyes in sorrow.

"I'm sorry....there were no survivors boy ... your mother won't be coming back..."

Kaito widened his eyes as he felt the cold intensity; even with the proximity of the flamed hero. Endeavour patted his shoulder and went to talk with the cops.

Won't be coming back... won't be coming back because of who exactly?

The teenager felt the tears fall without even controlling them ... but another feeling grew stronger than any other in the boy.

Hatred. Pure hatred.

He clenched his jaw as his hands turned into fists while he trembled... his breath quickened as he shot a one side glare at the amount of people boasting the hero... not even caring about the victims of the attack.

Kaito turned sharply and started running towards the hero number one, only letting out a scream of utter anger as he punched him right in the mouth of the hero's stomach. Endeavor was startled by the jora but managed to block almost every attack from the enraged teenager as the boy screamed that possibly the entire city of Tokyo could hear at this point.

One hour the hero got tired and threw Kaito back to the ground, causing the boy to fall but then get up just to his knees.

He could hear the crowd whispers as the officers didn't even bother that they listened to them.

"He is that Chisaki kid."

"The one from the yakusa? Shie Hassaikai right?"

"No wonder he is like this."

His wrath only increased, his family didn't have nothing to do with this, or better yet, it has! His lost mother that died not long ago from this hero...

"Listen, calm down." Endeavour commented as Kaito finally looked up at him with widen (E/C) eyes filled with nothing but disgust and rage.

He putted both lf his hands at the ground making huge plataforms grow to try to smash Endeavour.

"Calm down? CALM DOWN?!" He shouted, not caring about the look of horror of people at front of them as he made another wall to block them as he intensified the force of the concrete against Endeavour's body.

"YOU KILLED MY MOTHER HERO! AND YOU DEMAND TO ME THAT I CALM THE FUCK DOWN?!" he cried tears of hatred as he intensified even more, feeling his younger body sore from the way he was using his quirk.

"YOU'RE SICK YOU HEARD ME?! WEREN'T YOU SUPPOSED TO SAVE PEOPLE WITH THOSE FLAMES?! THEN WHY DID YOU KILL MY MOTHER?! HUH?! ANSWER ME YOU VERM!"

Two different hands on both of his shoulders made him jerk away and threaten to overhaul them as well. But when he saw Mimic and Chrono he immediately stopped.

"Come on kid. You caused too much trouble for us now." Said Mimic as he helped Kaito to his feet.

"My..."

"We know Kaito... I'm sorry. We couldn't find her body..."Chrono placed his hand on his shoulder as the boy just looked at the ground and let his tears fall.

He entered his home with Mimic and Chrono following right after. Not even bothering to take his soaked boots of as he saw his father presence.

Mimic shooked his head while Chrono bowed his head at his friend... Not much longer Kaito heard the faint 'dismissed' of his father...

Only he and Kai were at the room.

"Where's Kim?"

"In bed."

Kaito mumbled something as he fell to his knees.

"What was that?" Chisaki asked trying to contain his tears.

"She's gONE BECAUSE OF THEM!" Kaito punched the floor of his home making the whole place cracked, the lunches only grew heavier and stronger.

"THOSE DAMN HEROES! THEY WERE THE RESPONSIBLES FOR THAT! MOM IS-!" he gagged as he aproached now his bloody hand at his face "Mom is... mom is gone..."

Chisaki let his own tears fall as he used his own quirk to reconstruct the place. He scrunched up on the floor as he waited for Kaito eyes to find his.

It hurted even more because they were your eyes.

He didn't want it to lie to his son, telling that everthing is going to be okay or all that bullcrap so he simply kneeled on the ground and bringed his son close surprising the boy at the sudden display of touch.

"I know..." he mumbled feeling his shoulder getting wet as he hearded the choked up promises that he would erase every hero on the surface...

"Daddy?" A tiny voice manifested and the two mens looked at the golden eyed girl looking at them with wide eyes.

Both didn't vare anymore on hiding their tears and their sorrow.

"Daddy? Brother? What's going on? Where's mommy?" The girl approached the both of them and grew more nervous at seing her dad starting to tear up as her brother bringed her to a last hug.

"Im sorry Kim... I couldn't protect her from the heroes..." coldly stated Kaito not even caring about comforting his little sister when she started to break down in tears as well.

Now he understands the rage that his father carry toward the heroes. And they better lray for their souls now... Because they woken up one sleeping devil and a tremendous and powerful beast...

#overhaul x reader #fanfic overhaul #kaito #kim #kaito and kim #bnha ocs #requests #bnha requests #my writing #zuffer writings #holy shit that was sad #i need to write some fluff after this holy crap

[archives-gyllenhaal-stories]

extraordinary merry christmas 🎄  (part 1: jg) 

summary: your boyfriend jake has been busy all month organizing parties for his production company and already promoting his play in london. he comes home to his place almost entirely decorated by you, thanks to your extreme boredom and to the fact you two can’t facetime 24/7. he wishes nothing more than to spend quality time with you on this special day!

warnings: christmas (with no mentions of religion besides the name!), extremely sweet fluff like call your dentist you might have a cavity, curse words, jake being the man of my dreams.

word count: 1227

notes: i’m writing this with a terrible headache, so i didn’t proof read it before posting! i was listening to some holiday songs by glee and i had muse, so why not share it with you guys? enjoy some fluff, wrapped in fairy lights and ornaments! happy holidays to all! if you don’t celebrate christmas, well, happy eat all the sweets & food! i love you all! if you are alone on this special day, drop in my IMs, we’ll chat!

“I just landed!” Jake’s voice resonated in the room, from your phone that you set up nearby while you were playing with the box of ornaments. 

“Jake, you’re basically screaming!” You laughed, looking down at the screen to see his zoomed in face, middle aged dad style. “Think about the people around you.” You shook your head playfully. 

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I want them to know I missed my girl and that I can’t wait to be home!” Jake answered, after he lowered his voice a little bit when he, too, noticed that he was disturbing the crowd. 

“You’re too much.” You poked your tongue out and presented two different ornaments to the screen. “Your favorite?” 

While you were decorating, and while he was spending some time in his Londonian hotel room in between press sessions, you made him participate in the decoration of the house and even in the color of the frosting for the cookies. He absolutely loved it. It felt as if he was right next to you, letting your inner perfectionist interior designer shine while he gave you tips once in a while about the color scheme. “I love the silver one.” 

You nodded and set the golden one aside. “You’re on a silver roll this year. We’re running out of decorations in that color!” And of space to put the ones you already had, but that was another story. 

“Silver is pretty.” He cleared his throat, not without you noticing his attempt at changing the subject. “Some stores are still open at this hour. Do you want me to get something?” 

You made a weird little face, causing him to giggle when he saw it, as you looked over his place. It was one of those open and free New Yorker lofts, but with all the decorations and food and presents, it looked like it was about to explode. “Nah, thanks, love. I think I’m good!” 

“Alrighty. I’ll be there soon. I love you so much, star sprinkled sugar cookie!” He said, using a cute and endearing voice. 

Even though you were not in public with him, you were blushing. If, three years ago, someone would have told you this man, who was invited on a blind date as an attempt to finally find you a partner, was such a softie, you would have never believed it. “Jake, stop, please! I’m ashamed.” You hid your face in your hands. 

“Fucking cute. Okay, my Uber is here. I’m on my way!”

*~*~* 

You waited for Jake leaning against the armrest of the couch. You wore one of the ugly Christmas sweaters his sister Maggie always bought him for Christmas with a pair of leggings, and the comfiest slippers you could find around. As time went by, you started to snack on the gingerbread cookies you baked with his assistance. It should not be this long… Every now and then, your phone would light up as he sent you photos of where he was. The restaurant of your first date, the park that was not filled with tourists where you hosted all of your summer picnics, the crossroad where you two almost died when he decided to make out with you out of nowhere… Until you saw the last picture: it was the entrance of your apartment block.

Jake’s phone died before he could call you and warn you of his arrival. Instead, he decided to sprint up the stairs all the way to your floor and rush his key into the door, slamming it open. “Fucking finally.” He said, dropping his heavy bags to the ground, closing the door with his foot and running to bring your face in a loving kiss, tongues and teeth mixing up. “My girl. I missed you so much.” 

You set the platter on the couch and replied to his kiss with just as much intensity. It felt like a Christmas miracle that he was here in front of you, in the flesh and not in a screen. “I missed you too!” You mumbled against his lips and stopped him as you felt him pushing you down on the couch. As much as this would have been nice, you did not want to smash your creations. “Hey, be careful!” You said and moved for him to see the cookies. 

He frowned of confusion when you pushed him away, but he got even more excited at the view of the sweets. “They look delicious, my love!” 

*~*~* 

You spent hours catching up and hearing about his stories in London. He promised to take you there, next time. He promised to show you around all the landmarks, to let you attend the rehearsals and to introduce you to Annaleigh. He was so tired, you could tell by his dark under eyes, but he was glowing with joy and pride. And you swore you could feel yourself falling even more in love with him.

“I’m rambling so much, I’m sorry, Y/N. I think it’s the sugar high from all the cookies and pies.” He looked down at the coffee table, filled with dirty dishes and remaining pieces of pie crusts. 

You pressed your hand against his cheek, grinning at him. “It’s okay! What has gotten to you? You only talk so much when you’re tired.” 

Jake leaned in your touch and smiled tenderly back at you. “I have something to tell you.” 

You felt your heart racing, and your mind started to worry, forcing terrible thoughts on you.

He cut you off before you started to panic when he slid off the couch to get on his knee. He pulled out of his back pocket a turquoise box. You could recognize it from miles away. It was from Tiffany’s, where he bought you all the jewelry that reminded him of you and your style. 

“I look like shit and I’m being delusional from all the sweets, but there’s no better time to do it than now.” He started his speech with a disclaimer that made you laugh, which proceeded in calming you down a bit. “You’ve made my life tremendously better over the past years. When I first saw you, I had this crazy feeling that I never wanted to lose you, that I always wanted to be by your sides. My sister said I was being a psychopath, but I knew I was in love.” 

Your jaw slowly dropped open when the ring inside the box was revealed. It was a beautiful silver ring with diamonds surrounding a small sapphire. You looked up into his eyes, they matched the color of the gemstone. 

“We met in September, three years ago. And ever since, it’s been my favorite month of the year. Because I got to discover the most exquisite creature on this planet.” 

Tears were pooling in your eyes and your vision was so blurry, you could not see that he was crying too. But you could hear it at the way his voice broke. “Yes, yes, yes! Please, yes!” 

You made him laugh at the way you accepted his request, before he even said it. “I didn’t even ask you yet!” He exclaimed and wiped some of your tears with his thumb, before he finally popped the question. “Y/N, you are the love of my life. And I want to spend my life loving you. Will you marry me?”

#one shot: extraordinary merry christmas #jake gyllenhaal x reader #jake gyllenhaal imagine #jake gyllenhaal x you #jake gyllenhaal

[just-my-fandom]

Putting It Off (Tony Stark x Wife! Reader)

Request; May I have a Tony Stark x wife Reader? Its after the snap at they have two children, a boy and a girl with Tonys parents names and its just them being a happy family and time skip to his funeral the reader comforts her children and Tony leaves a message for them?

Tonys parents names, the children, are named Howard and Maria

My spring allergies kicked in and let me tell you, I am SUFFERING

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"Alright, Thing One and Thing Two, lunch is ready,"

Tony groans as he squats down in front of the make shift tent, the loud giggles of the two children inside bringing a smile to his face,

"Daddy!" A little boy with Tony's dark hair and his mothers eyes jumps out, face conjuring fake fear, "Iron Mans come to get me!"

"Say what? Im right here!" Tony furrows his eyebrows, Howard turning and pointing at the tent,

"No, Iron Mans evil sidekick! Iron girl!"

A child like roar echoes from the tent, Tony raising an eyebrow when a little girl stumbles out, Tony's helmet sliding on her head for it being too big,

"Whoa Whoa, what are you doing with that?" Tony lifts up the girl, her giggles loud as he lifts the helmet off her head, revealing (hair/Color) locks and light brown eyes,

"I was being a super hero papa, just like you," Maria wraps her tiny arms around Tonys neck, allowing him to kiss her cheek,

"Yeah well, I'm done being a super hero for now. Maybe when the helmet is big enough to fit your head you can be Iron Girl,"

Howard pouts, taking Tonys hand as Tony led him towards the house,

"What about me? Will I be a super hero?"

Tony looks down at him, helping him up the steps to the porch,

"One day. You can only dream so big,"

You step out of the house, holding open the screen door so Howard could run inside, and you pull Maria from Tonys arms, smiling at the man,

"I didn't dream big, and look where that got me," You peck Tonys lips, Tony winking,

"You just got lucky,"

"Who's that?" Maria's question has you looking over Tonys shoulder, the man turning at a car pulling up,

Tonys arm slides to your lower back, and his eyes follow as Steve, Natasha, and Scott all stepped out of the black car,

"Why don't you go inside and help Howard with the drinks?" You set Maria on her feet, watching her tug the door open and rush inside,

"Long time no see," Tony greets, the group of three walking up to the porch,

"We think we figured it out," Steve says blankly, your eyes meeting his as you frown,

"Figured what out?"

"We might be able to bring everyone back," Scott says almost too excitedly, watching you and Tony share glances,

"Great. Why show up here?" Tony asks, and Natasha frowns,

"We need your help, Tony,"

Tony clicks his tongue, "Well I dont want to help and possibly fuck everything up with Thanos. Im perfectly happy where I am. I have two kids for christs sake,"

"Why don't," You put a hand to Tonys chest, noticing his anger slowly building up, "You guys come in for lunch and we talk this through? I dont mind making extra sandwiches,"

Tony meets your eye's, questioning you, but you only flick your eyebrows at him and open the screen door,

. . . . . . .

"Maybe you should do it,"

Tony looks up at you, rolling on a clean tee shirt as you step into shorts,

"Do what?" He asks, and you raise your eyebrows, stepping up to him so you could slide your arms around his shoulders, hands pressing to the back of his neck and his hair,

"The whole time travel thing," You lean forward, kissing his jaw, "Up to this day you've been beating yourself up over Peter, and now that you have a chance to bring him back you're avoiding,"

Tonys fingers press into your upper waist, tilting his head down to press his lips to your temple,

"Plus," You look up at the man, allowing him to reach forward and capture your lips warmly, "He would love to meet Howard and Maria,"

"Exactly," Tony closes his eyes, forehead bumping yours as his thumbs draw circles on your hips, "If we go back in time we could mess it up to where Howard and Maria arent even born,"

"Tony," You slide your hands to his face, directing his eyes to meet yours, "You have to try. Please,"

A moment of silence, and Tony sighs, nodding, "Okay," He breathes, "I'll let Steve know in the morning,"

A loud giggle and shushing causes you to pull back from your husband, looking over in time to see a flurry of hair rush past the door,

"Maria (M/N) Stark, come here," You tip toe to the door, sliding into the hallway and lifting up your daughter, who shrieks and giggles,

"Where's your brother? Huh? Tell me," You press kisses to Marias cheek, her tiny hands pressing to your face to push you away,

"I got him!" Tony playfully roars, tackling the youngest Stark son onto the bed and you grin, tossing Maria across the bed so Tony could catch her,

Howard stands up on your mattress and bounces, yelping when you tug at his legs and pull, causing the child to land on his back and laugh with glee,

Tonys eyes look down at his daughter, who slowly calmed as she eased into her fathers arms, then he looks up, watching you sink onto your bed and pull Howard into your lap,

He really wanted to bring Peter back. But was he willing to risk the three loves of his life for something he wasnt a hundred percent sure was going to happen?

. . . . . . .

"Mama?" You look down, kneeling so you were eye to eye with the brown orbs that brought tears to your own,

"What is it, sweetheart?" You brush a hand through Maria's hair, hand cupping the side of her face,

"Where's papa?" She whimpers, doing her little head tilt as she blinks,

"Papa's um," You swallow, and pull her forward so she was against your shoulder, "Papa's not going to be coming home any time soon,"

"Why? Is he at work?" Maria asks, biting her thumb nail like she has done since her toddler years,

"Yeah," You kiss the side of Marias head, blinking away tears, "Papas at work,"

You stand up, heaving Maria into your arms, and look around at the crowds that stayed for Tonys funeral,

"Wheres your brother?" You ask softly, walking up the porch to your home,

"With Happy," Maria answers, arms at your neck as she lets her eyes drift in the distance,

"Hey, Y/N," Happy steps out of the screen door, Howard in one arm, "Tony left you something. You and the kids should come see this,"

Everyone is gathered around in the living room by now, eyes looking at you as you swallow, sitting down at the couch with both kids at your sides,

Howard grasps at your shirt, leaning into your arm as he looks at his twin sister, then to where Happy sat Tonys helmet in the living room floor,

A hologram comes up, causing both kids to jump, but then Maria giggles and extends a hand to the hologram of Tony,

"Papa!"

The hologram doesnt respond, stepping back from the camera to show his full body, and he clears his throat, eyes looking off to the side,

"I dont know why I let you convince me to go back in time," Tony chuckles, finger rolling his wedding ring as he coughs into his fist, "Y/N, I remember the first day we met. We were at the lab together and you found a mistake I made in my suit and completed it,"

You smile at the memory, Tony was just a man you met at the labs, frustrated that his suit wouldnt power on. You found a wire out of place and when the suit turned on, he offered to buy you dinner,

"From that dinner date on, you helped me through anxiety attacks, through the struggles of threats," Tony rolls his shoulders, "Meeting Harley and Peter and treating them as my own kids; I suggested to you about kids, since we were already married,"

You look over your shoulder, Peter and Harley glancing at one another and sharing weak smiles,

"When you said you were pregnant with the twins," Tonys hologram laughs softly, "I felt like I didnt deserve it. You are such an independent young woman, that I didnt deserve. But you gave me two beautiful children that you allowed to name after my parents,"

The hologram moves forward, eyes unexpectedly meeting yours, "I love you so much, Y/N M/N Stark. If anything is to happen, take care of my four kids,"

Tony winks, blowing you a kiss and waving to the twins before the hologram vanishes,

When people began to leave and Howard and Maria went for cheeseburgers with Happy, you run your hands down your black dress, exhaling deeply as you walked up to two teenagers,

"You both know Tony cared for you, right?"

Harley sets down his glass of water, pressing his lips together and nodding, "I honestly thought he forgot about me," He shoves his hands into his suits pockets, looking down,

His hands instantly slide back out when you pull him forward, squeezing him with reassurance as his own arms slid to your back, accepting your embrace,

"He doesnt forget anyone," You murmur, and look at Peter, cupping his face then pulling him to your chest,

"You both knew him best," You tell the two, looking from Peter to Harley, "I want you to still be apart of Howard and Marias lives, just because Tony isnt here doesnt mean you arent part of the family anymore,"

"Thanks, Y/N," Peter smiles, Harley nodding as he mumbles a thanks, and you smile, stepping back and waiting for your house to empty so you could drown in your own tears in one of Tonys shirts and the hologram on replay

#tony stark imagine #tony stark x reader #tonyxpeter #tony stark #peter parker x stark reader #peter parker imagine #peter parker x sister reader #peter parker x reader #harley keener imagine #harley keener x reader #harley keener

[comphersjost]

Secrets ➸ Nolan Patrick (Part 2)

its finally here!!!!! thank you all for your patience, i might make a part 3, possibly smut? im really not sure yet

words: 2k+

summary: TK finds out about you and Nolan.

warnings: none really, angst, a teensy bit of smut, mostly just touching n groping skfksjdkfs, tk is really angry

find part 1 here

and find my masterlist here

(also the gif below?? two brooos chillin in a locker room 0 feet apart cause theyre in love)

Nolan and you hadn't really talked since the night on TK’s couch, about a week and a half ago. Your lips were pressed against each other in a slow, lethargic kiss until you'd fallen asleep together, your head on his chest. Nolan had woken up as the sun rose and picked you up to take you to the guest room, falling back asleep on the couch until TK woke up and they left for practice.

So no, you hadn't talked. But what you had done plenty of, was kissing. A lot of kissing. Anytime TK retired to his room late at night, or when he was taking a pregame nap. Any hesitation Nolan had had that night was gone now, and so was any semblance of caution. He would tug you into any empty closet at the rink for a heavy makeout session before he was lightly tapping your ass and heading back to practice. Or TK’s couch. Or his car.

There was also a lot of hickies. Nothing above the collar, marks and bruises littered your torso, your collarbones, and your breasts. The same went for Nolan, hickies sucked all over his abs and his chest, some down lower on his hips. But you haven't quite gotten there yet. You haven't touched each other like that yet.

It's about a week after the night at TK’s when you're at the rink again, here to drop something off for your brother, when Nolan walks quickly towards you down the hall and pulls you into a closet.

“Nola-” you don't get to finish before he's kissing you, hands wrapping around your waist and pushing you back against the door. You moan softly into his mouth, reaching up to wind your fingers in his hair. It’s still wet from his shower, and you're suddenly overrun with panic. You pull away.

“Nol, I have to- oh,” you start to say something when Nolan’s lips move to your neck. He hums softly as you tug at his curls. “Nolan, I have to meet Travis, I- we can't-”

“Hmmm,” Nolan pulls back to bump his nose with yours, foreheads resting together. “It’s okay, pretty girl, TK’s doing an interview right now, we have at least 20 minutes.” He reconnects your lips when you don't argue with him again, his hands slipping underneath the oversized Flyers t-shirt you were wearing. He hums again. “This mine?” he mumbles against your lips.

“Maybe?” you respond questioningly, “Took it from TK’s room.”

You can feel him grin against you, “I like thinking ‘bout you wearing my clothes.” You whimper at his words, and it grows to a moan when he grinds his hips against you. On hand stays on your skin, heat radiating through you, and the other hand slides down to play with the button of your jeans. “Is this okay?” Nolan pulls back to look you in the face.

“Yes,” you breathe, “Nolan, yes.” His smile is blinding when he leans back in, popping open the button of your jeans and pulling down the zipper. He wastes no time sliding his hand into your pants. He's about to touch you when your phone starts to buzz.

“I gotta get that, Nol,” you say breathlessly, “Could be TK.”

“Answer it,” he murmurs against your neck, peppering kisses along the sensitive skin. So you do.

“Hello?”

“Hey dumbass!” Travis’s cheery voice comes through the phone. “Media’s done early and I’m finishing up getting my shit together, want me to head out to meet you?”

You almost choke, Nolan’s fingers sliding into you not at all helping your reaction to TK. “Uh, I-, no, no, I’m already on my way, just stay where you are,” you manage. Nolan curls his fingers inside you when Travis agrees, telling you he’ll be in the dressing room.

“You sure you're okay?” The concern in his voice almost makes you feel guilty. But the notion is lost when Nolan delivers a sharp thrust inside you. Your mouth falls open in a silent scream. “You okay?”

“Yes!” you snap, “Yes, I’m okay, just stay in the dressing room, I’ll be there soon.” You hang up the phone after that, letting your head fall against Nolan’s chest.

“Gotta go?” Nolan mumbles against your hair, nuzzling the top of your head.

“Mmmm,” is the only thing you’re able to let out while your walls clench around his fingers. You let out a low whine when he drags them out of you. “No, no.”

Nolan leans in to kiss you again, pulling the zipper of your jeans back up and fastening the button. He sucks your arousal off his fingers and it’s the hottest thing you've ever seen.“We have to go baby, gotta meet Teeks.” You nuzzle his neck, placing a soft kiss against his pulse. “We’ll continue this, honey, I promise. Gotta figure out what to do about TK too, hm?”

This time, his words do make you feel guilty. “We should tell him,” you start, slowly, carefully, to see Nolan’s reaction. “We should talk first, I don't - I - I like this, I do, but I don't even know what this is, and I need to know before I talk to Travis, and-”

“Y/N,” he interrupts, “I-” Before he can begin your phone rings again.

“Travis,” you mumble, declining the call but not meeting his eyes, “I have to go.”

“Hey,” Nolan catches your arm when you reach for the door. He leans in for another kiss. “We’ll figure this out. We’ll figure us out, what we are and what we’re doing and then we can talk to TK, okay?”

You smile up at him, he looks at you all soft and emotional and it’s almost too much for you to handle. “Yeah, okay.” You kiss him again, and part of you wants to say Fuck TK and stay here with Nolan for hours. But you can't.

You yank open the door of the utility closet and freeze. Your eyes lock with Carter fucking Hart’s, and you see a surprised look on his face. His expression turns to understanding when he looks over your shoulder to see Nolan standing behind you, a hand resting on your back.

“Carter-” you start.

“I won't say anything,” he says quickly. “But you better tell him soon, he’ll figure out where all those marks are from eventually, Nol.” You turn to look up at Nolan and see his cheeks reddening. Fuck. How could you forget that the boys would see the hickies in the dressing room? Even if they chirped him about it, TK wasn't stupid, if he even saw one mark on you he'd put it together.

“I-”

“I’ll take care of him,” Nolan murmurs in your ear, “Go to TK, he's waiting.” He presses a kiss to your temple before nudging you down the hall. It didn't hurt to kiss you in front of Carter anymore did it? After all, he knows now. It takes everything in you not to look back, avoiding Carter’s gaze as you hurry away towards the dressing room.

You avoid Travis’s prodding questions and concern and tell him that you're just tired, and maybe you're getting sick. He apologizes at that, saying he shouldn't have made you come.

“Trav, I said I'm fine!” you snap, “I’m tired, and have a headache, and there's a lot on my plate now, and you’re not helping! I'm going home.”

-

It was 3 weeks later and you and Nolan still hadn't gotten around to figuring out how you were going to tell TK. You had decided that you did like each other, a lot, and you'd rather spend time sneaking off to spend time together than figure out how to tell Travis that his sister and his best friend caught feelings for each other. Nolan had also finally gotten you in his bed. And it was so good. He was so good. So naturally, it happened again and again and again.

It’s after the boys have a day off that everything goes to shit. The boys were in the dressing room getting ready for practice when Nolan slips his shirt over his head, forgetting the marks and bruises that littered his skin. There's hickies along his neck and chest and scratches down his back and biceps. The chirping starts immediately, catcalls and whistles. It isn't until TK lifts his head to look, eyes tired and confused, that he says, “When did you even get those?” Nolan freezes when Travis continues. “You spent the whole day yesterday at home with me and-” his eyes widen “me and Y/N…..”

“TK…I can explain,” Nolan pleads, but Travis only puts a hand up in Nolan’s face to stop him. The whole dressing room is silent now, the team holding their breath to see what TK would do.

“You-” Travis stops, takes a deep breath, and “You're fucking my sister.”

“What, no, no,” Nolan begs him to listen. “It's more than that I swear.”

“Shut the fuck up Nolan,” TK snaps. “You fucked my sister. You've been fucking my sister. In my house. For weeks.”

“Woah, hey, TK,” Carter steps in before Travis inevitably launches himself at Nolan. “He cares about her, for real, Teeks.”

“Oh of course you knew, huh?” TK turns and gestures angrily to the rest of the men, yelling now. “Did you all know?! HUH?! All of you knew that he was sleeping with my sister and no one told me?!”

“We didn't know,” Claude says softly, “We could see how in love with your sister Nolan is but we didn't know that they...that they were-”

“That they were fucking. Right.” Everyone in the room can see when a certain calmness come over TK. He’s shut down, numb, so that he doesn't feel angry. So he doesn't feel betrayed and hurt, so he shut down.

He’s cold that day, doesn't speak to Nolan or Carter or anyone else on the team, retreating into himself and ignoring anyone that tried to talk to him about anything.

-

You're sitting on your bed later that day when TK comes home. Technically it's the guest bed, but it's yours for the time being. You've been making sure to wear long sleeves and turtle necks and hoodies around your brother, but this time you’re wearing a tanktop, so caught up in the assignment due the next day that you don't hear Travis enter the apartment until he's at your door and speaking.

“Hey.”

“TK!” you scramble for your hoodie, “Hi, hey, I didn't realize you were home I-”

“I know, Y/N,” his voice is slow and soft and so calm that it makes you pause. “I know about…” he squeezes his eyes shut, voice sound strained “I know about you and Nolan.”

“Oh, fuck, Teeks I swear, I wanted to tell you we both did, we didn't know how and I-”

“I know.” Your brother seems defeated, and your heart breaks. “I think I've known for years, to be honest. You're the inevitable couple, huh? I need to apologize to Nolan, I flipped out at him for fucking my sister in front of everyone and I-”

“It was me,” it was your turn to interrupt, and you looked down at your hands, almost ashamed. “I kissed him first, the first night that I- the first night I stayed here neither of us could sleep and I kissed him on the couch. And then after that everything just kind of...happened, I guess. I kissed him, I chose not to talk about it, I chose to not tell anyone, I initiated everything first time we slep-”

“I don't wanna know!” Travis exclaimed, fake-gagging, but there was amusement in his eyes. “Just please tell me you didn't have sex on my couch.”

“Of course not, Trav, were not that disrespectful,” you giggled. He sighed, smiled slipping away.

“I should call him,” he muttered, about to leave before the buzz of your phone caused him to pause.

“No need,” you grin, “Nol is on his way.”

“I love you, Y/N,” Travis says seriously, “I do, really, and I’m happy that you and Nolan finally figured everything out with each other. I just didn't think it would be so soon, and I’m sorry I freaked out.”

“Oh, Trav, it’s okay, I love you too,” you grin wickedly at him before sending a pillow straight into his face. “Now go get the door, dickbag.”

#nolan patrick #patty #nolan patrick imagine #nolan patrick smut #flyers #flyers imagine #flyers smut #philadelphia flyers imagine #philadelphia flyers smut #hockey imagine #hockey smut #nhl imagine #nhl smut #travis konecny #carter hart #claude giroux

[likeadrug-ff]

F O U R

L O N D Y N 

After Loryns grand opening we waited for her to come back so we could go out and celebrate but this hoe never came home. So the girls and I went to bed while mama went back to work. Kaiden ended up sleeping over but left early to check on his brother. 

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All this week I had my head in the books studying for my exams. It was definitely crunch time. I had just got done taking my exams and I felt like a weight was lifted from my shoulders. I had a good feeling about my results so I called the girls after I got in the car. I leaned the seat back and got comfortable while waiting. 

“Waddup bitch?” I could tell that was Leilani stupid ass. Laughing at her I said, “what yall doing tonight?” 

“Wait. Can we make this a group face time?” I huffed and pulled the phone away from my ear. I clicked the face time option and seconds later their faces popped up. “Yall hoes aint doin shit.” I mumbled looking at them. 

“Girl I just left the shop. Im relaxing so shut up.” Loryn replied. “Speaking of the shop, where you disappear to last week?” Waiting for her reply, she looked away smiling hard, im talking dimples hard. “Must've been with Ace huh? I seen him sneaking in.” Leilani blurted out. 

“Girl,” Loryn smacked her teeth, “he came in there talking bout he had a gift for me in the car. I know yall seen me leaving with him. Anyway, we get in the car and this nigga hands me a duffel full of stacks.” My jaw dropped. “This bitch didnt say a stack. Her ass said full of stacks!” Lolani beat me to it. “Girl get out of my head!” I teased. 

“This the good part here, he also got me this Pandora bracelet,” she lifted her arm to show us, “and a Cuban link chain. Then gon’ come out his mouth and say, dont get fucked up out here. Remember who ya man is.” We all screamed and gassed it up. “Oh shiiiiit sus! My sista got a man, my sista got a man!” The girls and I sung. The only thing Loryn could muster up was, “I guess so.” 

After we all calmed down I repeated my question from earlier. They replied with basically saying nothing. “I just got done taking my exams, and I dont feel like going to work at that bargain store.” Leilani smacked her teeth. “They gon’ fire you yo.” I shrugged. “And I wont give a fuck. Anywho, lets go out tonight? Drinks on me cause I know I aced that shit!” 

“Free drinks? Hell to da yeah!” Lolani snapped her fingers and started dancing. In high school I had this friend that made fake IDs. I asked him to make some for us and he did it with no problem. It had our pictures on it but he just changed the birthday. “Thats what Im talking bout. Well Im on my way home so get shit popping.” I hung up on them and cranked my baby up. 

When I made it home and inside, the girls had Dreezy playing throughout the house. Mama was still at work of course. I went to my room and hopped in the shower before running the flat iron through my hair. “Let me use your foundation.” Loryn came in the bathroom looking through my cabinets. “Im almost running out now.” Shes been using my shit more than me. “I’ll get you some more.” She replied and walked out with the foundation in her hand.

“Are you ladies ready?” I glanced at the clock and seen it was hitting eight thirty. I had enough time to do my hair, a nice beat and get fly as fuck. I picked up my shoes and everything else I needed before turning the light out and heading in the living room. All my sisters looked good. Right when we were about to walk out mama walked in.

“And where in the hell are yall going?” She examined our outfits and shook her head. “Where the rest of yall clothes at?” I leaned all of my weight on one leg and sighed. “Ma c’mon now.” She kissed our foreheads and said, “please be safe and look out for each other.”

“Oh yeah, can we drive the Rubicon?” Loryn was fidgeting with her hands. Mama cocked her head to the side. “And who will be driving?” They snapped their heads in my direction saying, “Londyn.” She took the keys off the wall and held them to me. “Dont wreck it!” She yelled as we rushed out the house in excitement.  

Stepping inside of the club, I drug them to the bar and ordered shots of Hennessy. “Lets get fucked up!” I asked the bartender for another round of shots and after downed them, we went to the dance floor. “Girl dont look now, but I think I see Kaiden.” My head snapped in the direction Loryn was looking in so fast. Now why would this bitch even tell me not to look?

Kaiden and I made eye contact and he gave me a good overlook. When he noticed how I was dressing he got up from the table, whispered something in his brothers ear, who I just noticed was here, and made his way to me. “Wassup ladies?” He greeted my sisters. “You single now or sumn?” I was beyond confused. 

“I mean you dressed like you aint got no man so you must be.” I didnt see anything wrong with my outfit. I thought I looked good as fuck. “Fuck wrong witchu Londyn?” I jerked my head back. “Hey to you too, yeah my exams went well today.” I fired off sarcastically. His face softened. “Damn I forgot you had to take ya exams this week.” This nigga here. 

“I already know ya smart ass passed that shit so congrats princess.” He lent down pressed his lips to mines. His hands made their way to my ass. “Lets go to the bathroom real quick.” I pushed him back a little and shook my head. “Pause. What are you doing here anyway?” I placed my hands on my hips only for Kaiden to slap them down. 

“Working.” He responded nonchalantly shrugging. “With your brother here?” I could already see him catching an attitude. “We goin’ to the bathroom or what?” I rolled my eyes. “No nigga. Buy me a drink.” He pulled his pants up a little and grabbed onto my hips. Walking back to the bar I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. Lolani and Karter was looking mighty comfortable, enjoying each others company and shit. 

“You tryna be a love doctor I see.” I slid into the small space between him and the bar. I looked up at him as he ordered two Hennessy straights. “Whatchu talkin’ bout?” I gave him my best nigga please face. “Your brother and Lolani?” 

Kaiden searched around for them then suddenly stopped. “Girl mind yo business. And for two, I aint even know yall was gon’ be here.” My sister is my business. “That girl is grown believe it or not,” he handed me my drink and I gladly took a sip, “she gon’ do what she wanna do regardless. She probably aint even gon’ give his ass a chance.” 

“Why you think that?” He opened his mouth but closed it back shrugging. “Just a guess.” Mhm, you think you slick nigga. Ima just leave it alone until shes ready to tell me about Karter. Downing the rest of our drinks Kaiden wrapped his arms around my waist, swaying our bodies to the music. “I've been missing you like crazy.” He left trails of soft kisses on my neck. “Shit. I cant tell.” I fussed. “I haven't seen you this whole week.”

I poked my bottom lip out. I was really missing my man and only wanted to be under him while studying. “My fault baby. Ive been busy wit work and everythang. Niggas short on money nshit like that.” He sighed looking down at me. I applaud Kaiden for being about his money, I just wished he went about it another way. “You got all my attention.” We were in our own little world. Not giving a damn who seen us slobbering each other down at the bar. 

L E I L A N I 

Seems like I was the only bitch single out here and the dj had some nerve. Playing slow jams all night. Loryn, who was holding the keys in her purse, handed them over to me about an hour ago. This hoe was ditching us again for Ace. Said he had “plans” for them. Lolani and Londyn were in their own little worlds so I made me way outside and to the jeep. 

“Where you been hiding at lil mama?” I knew that voice like the back of my hand. “I been here, just staying lowkey.” I could feel him burning a whole through the back of my head. “Oh yeeeeah, staying lowkey after you killed my child huh?” In a swift second I was facing him. 

“Dont,” I held my hand up. “we would've ruined that kid and you know it. You was running around fucking mad hoes.” Jamal took a step towards me and I held my breath. “You aint so innocent LeiLei.” I loved when he called me that. “I never crossed you! Anything I did, was done after you. I know you think I was wrong for killing the baby but I did what was best for us.” I refused to cry. I did enough crying after I aborted my child. 

That was something I had to do on my own; without my sisters. Without their comfort. My family was against abortion but I couldn't bring that child into this world knowing I couldn't raise it. “Are you happy without me?” Truth be told I couldn't answer that. “Ive changed LeiLei. And I know Ive said that many time but I mean it this time. Let me show you.” Jamal was never the type to beg. 

I met him in middle school and from then we had this love hate relationship. But when it came time for high school we hooked up, and boy we were fucking like rabbits. Everyone thought we were dating so played along not knowing that it would end up serious. The same day I found out about being pregnant was the same day his fuck buddy came to me. Also the same day Jamal got arrested, for damn near killing her. 

She wanted to be bold and let him know what she had done, and that was the reaction he gave her in return. “Lei?” He now had his hands on my waist. I missed his touch. I quickly backed up and handed him my phone. “Put your number in and I’ll hit you up. I gotta smoke on this shit.” Without hesitation he put his number in.

When I got my phone back I proceeded on my way. My leg felt like jelly and I was too geeked when I found the truck. I got in the backseat and immediately went for the weed and woods. I cant believe this nigga just popped his ass up on me. How? Why? After all this time you decided to just show up? Now? He just gotta be shitting me man.

It only took me five minuted to roll up and I sparked it with quickness after I was done. I sat in nothing but silence and a cloud full of smoke. Mama would kill me if she knew about me smoking in here but shit, oh well.

Lolani almost made me shit bricks when she knocked on the window. I unlocked the door and opened it. “Why you just aint use ya phone stupid?” I scolded. She shrug ans slid in beside me. “Why you aint getting lit?” I lifted the wood. “I am.” After snatching it from me she questioned,”I mean in there Lei.” She bent down to unzip her heels.

“Yall bitches left me and went after some dick. Loryn is with Ace, Londyn in there swallowing Kaiden tongue and you,” I looked over at her “well shit you here now.” She hit the wood a couple of times before passing it back to me. “Karter wont really bout shit ya know? It was like a one way conversation if you asked me.” 

“You could've fooled me.” Smoke got caught in my throat and coughed hard as hell. “You sound like a man.” “Fuck you. But anyways you do know thats gonna be your brother in law?” I took another hit and passed it to her. “Kaiden and Londyn really fucking with each other. So I think you should just let that go sus.” I only wanted the best for my twin. 

“Omari has a baby on the way.” “I just seen Jamal.” We blurted at the same time. Lolani quickly put the wood out and turned her body towards me. “Where has he been?” “Your guess is as good as mine. He just popped the fuck up. Scared a bitch too.” Be both shared a laugh. “Nah but listen, he went to jail for beating up a bitch he was cheating with and now he says that he changed. I missed him. A lot.”

I felt like venting so thats what I did. “It was like, during our relationship my whole world revolved around him. I did everything I could for him and it still wasn't enough. He just had to dip into something new.” I picked at my nails. “I ended up getting pregnant but aborted it.” A single tear fell from my eye. “Lei,” 

“I never wanted to do it Lolani. I swear! I still think about how fucked up I was for killing an innocent child, but..” Lolani slid close to me and hugged me tight. “Who am I to judge Lei? Im your sister and Im far from innocent.” She kissed my forehead and sighed. “Fuck Jamal. You dont need him. Shit we dont need these niggas girl. You can always find someone better who will literally worship the ground you walk on. Trust me, I know.” 

She continued comforting me until our phones chimed. It was Londyn letting us know that she was going on home with Kaiden. “Andrews?” Without saying a word we both jumped in the front. Might as well eat before we head home. “You better air this shit out.” Lolani reminded me. 

#dave east #dave east ff #dave east fanfic #trey songz #trey songz ff #trey songz fanfic #beauty_newnew #lauren london #lauren london ff #lauren london fanfic #deja hiott #dyme taylor #lala anthony

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one and only | l.minho

↭ genre: relationship au; angst, fluff

↭ word count: 2.2k

↭ a/n: big big shoutout to @chanrismatic for giving me basically the whole plot idea!

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you and minho were no doubt a really busy couple

you were busy with your uni and he was busy with his idol career 

but that didn’t stop ya’ll from seeing each other as often as ya’ll could

which was really often

because you two always found time for each other 

he was your pillar of support when you were going through tough times in uni and you were his when he was going through all the stress of idol life

well it’s pretty funny how ya’ll met

because lo and behold

you were jisung’s sister

one day when you go and visit your brother at the dorm because who else are you gonna annoy other than your twin brother

this amazingly handsome and hot and pretty and cute boy opened the door you were knocking on incessantly 

“yea yea i’m coming calm yourself wo-”

he just stopped mid sentence and stared at you 

and you stared at him

and you probably would have continued staring if it wasn’t for him shouting for jisung

“JISUNG WHY IS THERE A GIRL WHO LOOKS EXACTLY LIKE YOU AT OUR DOORSTEP”

but what you didn’t hear because of how distracted you were by the loud clashing noises coming from the dorm is the “but the cuter and prettier version of you” that minho uttered underneath his breath

before you could say anything

a wild jisung catapults straight into your arms and squeezes the life out of you

“OMG IT’S THE UGLY TWIN!!! I’VE MISSED YOU SO MUCH!!!!”

“jisung i saw your ugly ass two days ago”

“so???? i still miss you”

yep ya’ll were a cute pair of twins

so you were just spending the day with jisung when you ask the question that’s been on your mind since the moment the door to the dorm opened

“hey poop, who’s the guy that opened the door for me? you know the one who wasn’t very good looking or anything”

clearly you were amazing at being subtle

jisung gives you the side eyes and just goes “hmMMHmm” in his head

“that’s minho hyung. he’s the dancer in our team, born in 1998 and will probably date you”

you did a double take and just put on your innocent face like nOoooooO you totally didn’t want to date him

but you end up dating him anyway 

end of flashback and back to the present

you were done with your classes pretty early that day because one of your professors called in sick

and it just so happened to be your last class

so you messaged your boyfriend asking him if he was free for lunch

and perfectly, he was out and about with the rest of the boys filming the street mv for their song “rock” 

and he was clear from schedules for the rest of the day

so replies to your message saying that they were just done with filming and that he will meet you at the starbucks with the rest of the boys

and adds a lot of fluffly and cringey emojis

which makes your heart go baduMP BADUMP

you leave your campus with a smile on your face and make your way to the starbucks

the boys were already at said starbucks fighting over who was gonna pay for the drink we all know its gonna be chan in the end

when minho feels someone tapping his shoulder

he turns around to see his childhood girl best friend

he smiles the widest smile because he hadn’t seen her for years after she moved away from seoul

and grabs her in a hug

“omG i haven’t seen you for so long!!!! it’s been years, (f/n)!”

“tell me about it!!! my my look at you minho you haven’t changed one bit” his friend teased him

while all this was going on, the boys were gaping at the both of them

before jisung let out a really exaggerated cough and gave minho a pointed look that screamed “please explain as to why you’re fucking clinging onto this girl”

but minho doesn’t catch onto it because of how excited he was to see his best friend

“guys this is my childhood best friend, f/n!!! we grew up together since our diaper days and i haven’t seen her in years!”

jisung, clearly not pleased about it, mutters a “right” and turns towards the rest of the group who were clearly tensed up

minho, forgetting about the rest of his friends, grabs his friend’s hand and leads her to a table, where they sit and catch up on all the years they had missed

and while all these eventful things had been happening, it totally slipped minho’s mind that his girlfriend was on his way to the starbucks, excited to see him after a good week of hardly any time spent together

you walk into the starbucks and spot the boys first, but finding it odd that minho wasn’t with them

but you still walk over to them and greet them with a hug

“hey guys where’s minho?”

“umMMmm well you see he-”

and before chan could explain the situation to you, you hear the voice of your boyfriend that you would recognise anywhere 

accompanied by a girl’s voice

you whip your head around just to see the girl grab minho’s hand and say the words that made your whole world come crashing down around you in a split second

“i can’t believe i’m doing this now but i’m in love with you minho. since we were kids. but i was too scared to tell you because i was convinced you were going to reject me and we would lose our friendship. but over the years my feelings just got stronger and here i am pouring everything to you”

you immediately turn around on your heels and leave before the tears start falling because you hated crying in front of people

minho looks at his friend shocked not knowing what to reply, when he hears a door slam

he turns around just to catch a glimpse of your furious silhouette leaving the starbucks

what the fuck did he just do

he was about to get up and go after you but jisung who had, together with the rest of the boys, witnessed everything stopped him with a glare

“don’t” was the only thing he mutters before running after you

minho can only stand there shocked as the sight of his love leaving the store with anger, frustration and hurt, drives daggers into his heart 

that’s when he remembers that his friend is still sitting there, watching the whole scene unfold with an open mouth

“i’m sorry f/n but i already have a girlfriend who i really love more than anything. and i don’t know what i’ll do if i lose her”

the thought of losing you was enough to cause the tears to well up in his eyes

f/n nods and shoots him a sad but understanding smile, knowing that she had no chance with him because he was clearly with someone who made him happy

“it’s alright minho. i’m just glad i got it out of my system because it’s been eating my alive, not knowing what you were thinking. i’m really sorry for causing all this trouble....” she trailed off, looking at the door uncertainly

“it’s fine, really. you couldn’t have known” minho mumbled, still unable to concentrate fully when his thoughts kept wondering back to you

“can we..... can we still be friends?” 

minho shoots her a small but genuine smile and replies with a “best friends forever”

the two friends smile at each other and she encourages him with a “go get your girl”

that’s all he needed to scramble up to his feet and make his way towards the door

the rest of the boys who had been looking at the whole scene unfold, rushed towards him once they realised he had sorted things out with his friend

they shoot her an apologetic smile and leave the starbucks in a hurry, clearly wanting to help their teammate get his girl back

you, on the other hand, were in your and minho’s shared apartment, bawling your eyes out into your pillow

the rational part of your brain was telling you that you probably shouldn’t have jumped to a conclusion and left without an explanation

but 99% of your brain was ruled by irrationality at that point

you heard your brother’s voice float through the apartment, seemingly sounding closer and closer as he walked towards where you were

you felt the bed sink as he sat at the edge, rubbing your back and whispering for you to calm down

soon you calmed down, hiccupping here and there as you crawled into your brother’s arms 

“you know he loves you a lot right? i want to tell you that maybe you should have listened to him but i don’t think that’s what you need now”

“you literally just told me dipshit”

“oops i guess it was meant to be jammed into your brain”

you smacked your annoying but loving brother and sighed

“do you think it’s too late if i go back and ask for an explanation now?”

jisung just turned and looked at you like you were dumb

which you kinda were, at that point of time

“y/n, my sweet sweet dumb sister, even if you were to hit him i’m sure he couldn’t get mad at you. have u seen the disgusting googly eyes he has whenever he sees you?”

and following this statement, jisung fake gagged, earning a light slap from you

you looked at him with determination in your eyes and got up, ready to call your boyfriend when the door to your apartment burst open, with 8 boys falling in one after another

but one stood out to you; he always did 

ya’ll just stared at each other, unsure of what to say, when the rest of the boys took the hint and left the apartment

“so ummm...” you trail off, not knowing what to say now that you were cooled down with 99% of your brain back to rationality

but before you could start overthinking, minho interrupts and just starts off ranting

“im so sorry baby i swear i didn’t know she felt that way about me and also i didn’t mean to forget about you it’s just that i hadn’t seen her in a long time and she was my best friend since i was a kid and i really feel like i’ve ruined things but like i really don’t want you to leave me and-”

this boy wasn’t stopping even for a damn breath

so you did the first thing that came to your mind

you smacked his head 

i bet yall thought i was gonna say kiss him but nAh fam 

he let out a small ‘ouch’ but it got him to shut up 

“i understand now.... i’m really sorry for leaving without listening to your explanation. and don’t be silly i’ll never hate you. you provide me with way too much entertainment” you say and shoot him a cheeky smile

he rolls his eyes and crushes you in a hug, relieved that you will still remain his 

just then he realised something

“did you just smack my head to get me to shut up”

you laugh nervously and slowly try to get away from his grip when his hands shoot to your sides and start tickling you

you scream-laugh and try to get away from him but somehow you just end up dragging him onto the floor 

he was hovering above you still tickling you when you grabbed his hands to stop him

both of ya’ll breathing heavily from laughing too hard 

and he just stares at you with this soft smile because he still can’t believe how he scored someone like you

cue the same thoughts racing through your head

and this is where he actually leans in and kisses you softly because why not

ya’ll were really the cutest couple out there

the boys slowly open the apartment door, afraid that you had killed minho or something because you were known for your scariness when you were angry

and they see ya’ll having this soft moment and they just have different reactions in general

most of them either aww-ed or gagged

but jisung, being an idiot, walked over and kicked minho off of you and shot him the best brotherly glare he could muster 

which wasn’t really a glare 

was more like a squirrel trying to look upset

which is really cute

but anyways yes

“you pull this shit one more time and i’m gonna...i’m gonna...uhm.. idK what i’ll do but you watch your back” he said as he narrows his eyes and shows minho a ‘i’m watching you’ sign with his fingers

you stare at jisung and wonder how you were related to that... thing that clearly had no more than one brain cell

minho pretended to be scared to humour jisung and raised both his hands in surrender

“yes boss”

and that’s how you and minho have a prospering relationship, with more understanding, lesser fights, and 8 other third-wheels (or eight-wheels)

∞ end ∞

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[daehwifi]

BAE BOY . | BAE JINYOUNG

- admin xion 

genre: fluff member: bae jinyoung word count: 1,353 requested: no side notes: a hAPPY BIRTHDAY POST TO TINA <3 @whatabrightplace also i feel like someone already did this idea but oh well i’ll never know until im exposed hhhh 

prompt:  ba(b)e  boy.  /noun/ 

 where bae jinyoung is one heck of a smooth talker.   “jinyoung is a bae boy, what do you expect?”

“smile!” he said to the group of girls he was taking a picture of 

they all adjusting their positions and hair and smiled 

eventually, after taking millions of photos, he gave their phone back 

“ew,” you scoffed under your breath 

“you live right beside him, do you say ‘ew’ every time?” irene asks 

[that’s right i’m bringing in rv cause i love them and i’m getting their album soon thanks to my friend !!] 

“you live with him, how do you not say ‘ew’ every time?” you asked her

irene was jinyoung’s older sister and your best friend

it was hard to not cross paths with him on an everyday biases 

and every time you guys did, you were revolted 

“that’s true as well, but hey, at least i’m not gonna be seeing him on an everyday biases anymore,” she mentioned 

you rolled your eyes and grinned a bit 

“have fun on your trip to daegu, and bring me gifts back!” you said with a smile across your face

“of course, and make sure you don’t get caught up in his business,” irene spoke as you both glanced at him

“i don’t want to be coming back here and having to figure out that your last name is now bae,” she added on 

“ew, why would i?” you replied, giving off hugs to one another as you both part ways eventually 

nothing special was happening

irene was just visiting daegu as jinyoung was too lazy to fly out of the country and so he decided to stay here instead 

and yes- despite you were going to miss her, you can survive without her

it was a mature friendship that you treasured 

school rolled around the next day as you wandered the halls alone 

entering class, you took a seat at your normal spot when suddenly jinyoung sits in front of you taking irene’s seat

he didn’t seem to notice but it didn’t seem like he did it by accident 

turning around, he made eye contact with you and pouted out of pity

“awh, is poor y/n all alone because my sister isn’t here?” he teased

you rolled your eyes and cringed

“do you have no one else to bother?” you asked bluntly

“i have many people to bother,” he replied

“because you’re a bae boy,” you mumbled 

“and does that make my sister a bae girl?” 

“no, you’re sister is nothing like you. she’s mature and can actually do something with her life. bae boy’s are only smooth talkers that can’t do jack shit,” you snapped, crossing your arms

“hm, that’s true. makes me question why you’re friends with her,” he teases, causing your jaw to drop the slightest bit

he soon turns back around as you slowly became annoyed

throughout the whole class, he constantly kept on looking back to either whisper some cheesy pick up lines he makes up off of what the teacher said or to do a cringe worthy wink because he knows you hate that type of stuff. he knows you hate him in general 

there was one moment when he passed you a note and told you to go to an up coming party happening on friday 

when the bell rung, you’ve never ran out of the class so quickly before

a urge of happiness rushed over you as you were well aware that you didn’t have any more classes with him 

in gym class, everything was going normal

until you noticed that he was there

rolling your eyes, he approached you as you were strechting

you instantly stopped 

“why’d you stop? do you think i’m that fucked up?” he asked

“yes, yes you are,” you replied bluntly 

“why are you here?” you asked almost as though you were in pain

“because i love youuuu,” he teased

“just kidding, i’ll never love some as ugly as you,” 

“fuck off,” 

“anytime babe,” he says as he winks 

you roll your eyes and began to walk away, but he only follows you

“i was kicked out of english but the office was too busy to keep me there so they sent me in here,” he replies properly 

“why’d you get kicked out of english?” 

“because i love you too much and- i know, i plotted this whole plan just to see your ugly face,” he responded 

you rolled your eyes 

“go bother one of the girl’s that’s always on your shit,” you scoffed

“awh is someone jealous? maybe i should then,” he teased 

“yes please,” you mumbled under your breath

jinyoung chuckled as he actually left you alone 

you watch him run off and join a group of girls as he smoothly hangs his arm around a girl

he catches your stare as he winks and you roll your eyes 

you ignored the group as soon enough jinyoung joined back with you

“ew,” you scoffed

“why thank you very much,” he replies 

“jinyoung, you’re nothing but a fuck boy,” you commented

“but i never lost my virginity” 

“okay, let me rephrase. you’re nothing but a smooth talker,” 

“smooth talker, huh?” 

“yup,” 

jinyoung chuckles as he rolls his eyes, with his smile still remaining across his face 

for the next few weeks, jinyoung has been non-stop nagging you

you prayed and wish for irene to come back already 

“hey bae boy, can you fucking leave me alone?” 

“nope,” he replies bluntly

“please?”

“awh, you said please,” he replies as he messes up your hair and leaves the conversation to that

you realized what just happened

he avoided the question  

“fuck, he really is a smooth talker,” you mumbled quietly

soon came the day of the party

you were originally not going to go but decided you have nothing better to do with your life 

maybe you came too late, oddly 

but everyone was already drunk and passing out 

you questioned either the they were alive or not 

loud music entered your ears as you winced 

walking around, trying to budge your way through the crowd-

“BOOO” a voice yelled into your ears 

you jumped and looked to your side to see no one there

looking to your other side, stood jinyoung smiling like a little kid 

“jinyoung are you drunk?” you asked

“no, i only had one cup!” he said happily 

“jinyoung, you’re drunk,”

“do you think i’m that light headed? if it makes you feel better, i won’t drink throughout the rest of the party,”

“i never told you too but okayyyy,” you replied 

he noticed how you disliked the extremely loud music that was blasting into your ears 

suddenly grabbing you by the wrist he took you outside 

“better?” he asks

you nodded clueless as he sat down and you followed 

“did you know that beer has barley in it?” he asked 

“god, what Wikipedia page did you read?” you scoffed

“it’s true! i think-” he replied making you laugh 

you can’t believe you were actually laughing at something that stupid

jinyoung stared at you, almost at ease

“the music’s still loud,” you commented, easing down a bit

jinyoung place his hand onto his back pocket and got out his phone that had earbuds connected to it

gently, he placed the earbuds into your ears and played some music

you were able to glance at his phone as the playlist he was playing tilted “Sister’s Dumb Music” 

you chuckled

“she makes me download her music so i can play it in car rides,” he speaks as you nod in return

he turns it up a bit as you gaze off into the distance 

irene had the same taste in music as you

so you were able to feel more at ease, especially since it was calm and relaxing music

jinyoung tapped you on your shoulder as you looked at him

“i’mghasuijodwgoinaudhoiwkisauhdyounow” he speaks

you weren’t able to hear the words he said 

he chuckles 

but just as you took out one of your earbuds 

he leans closer and lays his lips on yours softly 

to your surprise, you didn’t resist 

as he released, he smiled like a little kid 

“i said i was going to kiss you now,” 

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El Matador (Chapter 53)

Sergio's POV: "And you both understand that if this begins to affect the club in any way, be that image, results or the rest, either the relationship or your contracts will be terminated." The Real Madrid board instructed Alexia and I. "Yes sir, understood." I said as Alexia nodded next to me still holding my hand. "We wish you luck with this endeavor. All we ask is that you be smart about it. This is very serious and we'd like you both to treat it as such." They added, looking sternly at us both. "That means Sergio, no fighting. We know you and Mr. Alonso have tempers. Should you throw the first punch, your contract will be suspended and possibly terminated." They added. "What he starts it?" I asked nervously. "We will discipline him accordingly. Do not start anything with him or anyone else. Let him be the one in trouble. You are a valuable member of this team and we would hate to have to remove you." They finished instructing us. I nodded as Alexia agreed. We decided last night that there was going to be no more waiting, so I emailed the board and our coaches asking for a meeting. Sure it all made me very anxious, but I was working towards trusting more with Alexia. "Good go get some breakfast, training starts in ninety minutes." My coach interjected, ending the meeting. Alexia and I thanked them all before walking out, hand in hand. As the door closed behind us, Alexia breathed a sigh of relief. I smiled down at her, kissing her temple. "You hungry babe?" I asked as we started walking towards the cafeteria. "I am now, I couldn't eat this morning I was so nervous." She laughed a little. "Well let's get you something to eat then, you have training later." I instructed before opening the door for her. "After you." I gestured. She grinned and walked past me grabbing a plate for each of us. *** "I'll see you after training okay? We can go get lunch or something." I said happily, leaning up against the wall chatting with Alexia. Her teammates were walking past us and winking at her. I didn't care though, we didn't need to announce our relationship, they could all figure it out. If they hadn't realized by now that when Alexia showed up with hickeys, usually I did too, then they'd sure know soon. "Yeah that sounds nice, meet you back here? Or should I come to you?" She questioned. "If you finish before me meet me on the men's side, and If I finish I'll be right here when you're done." I answered, moving off the wall as I checked my watch. "I should go, I have to change." I spoke before leaning forward and giving Alexia a peck on the lips. "Love you babe." I added before one more little kiss. She blushed as I turned to walk away and noticing one of her teammates saw us. Let them look, Alexia was mine and it was time everyone knew. *** Alexia's POV As I walked into the locker room I was bombarded with squealing teammates. "Alexia! Are you dating Ramos?" Gabriela yelled throughout the locker room. I blushed a bright red as all eyes fell on me waiting for an answer. "Y-yeah, we've been together for a few months." I spoke nervously. All the girls were silent for a second, absorbing this info. "Thank god someone on this team is dating one of them again." Misha blurted out and all the girls giggled. "Why is that?" I asked, anxiously eyeing Blanca. "Because, we see these gorgeous men every day, and we wonder about them, now you can tell us." Gabriela filled in the blanks for me. "Oh." I nodded, moving to change my clothes. "So, Ramos," Misha started. "Yes? What about him?" I asked her suspiciously. "Is he, as big down there as he acts?" She interrogated, Gabriela and a few other girls leaning in to hear. I bit my lip and blushed, i was happy that I could talk about him freely now, but I wasn't sure how much personal information he wanted public. "Um, well, he's not small, but I've got no one to compare him to." I shrugged, busying myself with changing my shorts. "Wait, Sergio's your first? Shit Ali you live a blessed life." Gabi teased me. "So he is big, is he any good? We'd all hope he was as good at sex as his looks suggested." She asked me. "Y-yeah, it's uh, it's great, he's pretty good. Look I'm not really comfortable having this conversation." I answered, growing more anxious with the subject. "Alright ladies that's enough for today, save some questions for tomorrow." Blanca interjected, causing the group to scatter. "Thank you, that was getting weird." I breathed a sigh of relief. "That's what happens when we date another footballer. Its like some miracle for them and besides Ronaldo, Sergio is one of the best looking on that team." Blanca joked, nudging my arm. "Am I gonna have to deal with that all the time now?" I asked her, pulling on my socks. She shrugged, "for a little while, but that's the price you pay, although I have a feeling you think it's worth it." She winked. "Well worth it, I'm just not looking forward to dealing with all the attention it'll bring when people find out." I sighed, looking down. "Well the upside is you're going through it alone. You've get Sergio and he loves you very much. He's been through this and knows how to balance the media attention with his relationship." Blanca responded comfortingly. "Yeah I just hope I can balance it, I nearly had a panic attack at the gala with all those cameras." I admitted, tying my cleats. "And who was there right by your side talking you through it?" She smiled and nudged me. I bit back a grin, blushing a little, "he was. He was so calm and reassuring." I divulged. "See, give him a chance to be the adult and he does just fine. Cmon we've got training." Blanca stood up.l, motioning for me to follow. *** Sergio's POV: I headed out to training, feeling Xabi's eyes on me. I had a feeling he was going to try something today so I was cautious. "Xabi looks like he wants to fight you." Iker mumbled to me as we walked out. "He was too calm yesterday when he found out, Im expecting something today." I answered. "He's too hot headed but I'm going to keep my distance." I added. "I'll keep an eye out for you." Iker clapped my back before heading over to the goalkeeper warm up. Our cardio warm up went smoothly, Xabi was always in sight but never too close to me. I wasn't going to look for a reason to fight him but if things got heated I wasn't going to take it either. We moved into a shooting drill, a simple to pass then strike one. Easy enough, I thought. I made the first few without any issues and then Ancelotti called me over to talk by the goal. "We're gonna throw in some defenders so you and Varane get in there." He instructed and I nodded. I bent down to tie my shoe when a ball hit me square in the back. I turned around with a frown only to find Xabi smirking and walking to the end of the line. If that was the worst thing that happened today, then that was a win for me. I jogged out and the drill finished without too many issues, just Xabi shooting balls at me instead of the goal. Surely I'd have some bruises Alexia would want an explanation about. The last drill of the day was a five on five game. It seemed like I successfully avoided a fight with Xabi until Ancelotti switched him into my game on the opposing team. Things went as expected, Xabi hit me a little harder when I was on the ball. It was nothing I couldn't handle. Later on though, it was a fifty fifty ball and he raced after it with me. I wasn't thinking that he was going to take me out but he did. He hit me harder than he had all day and I tumbled and rolled to the ground. Although in pain, I immediately shot up, face to face with him. "What the hell is up with you?" I screamed at him. "What's up with me?" He shouted back, shoving me back a little. "What's up with me Sergio? You're fucking my sister!" He yelled. "I'm not fucking her Xabi, we're a couple." I shouted back as we got in each other's faces again. "You're just a fucking womanizer and you're not good enough for her. You've probably given her an STD at this point." Xabi growled at me. I gritted my teeth and lunged at him but three of my teammates rushed to my side, holding me back. Two others rushed to hold Xabi back who fought against them. "Fuck you man! She's my girlfriend and that isn't changing." I shouted back as my teammates held their grip on me. Xabi broke free of the two holding him back and rushed at me, connected a punch to my right cheek bone and leaving a cut. "Gentlemen, that's enough." Ancelotti said, stepping between us. "Sergio, go get that cut seen to. Alonso, shower and report to the president's office we need to have a discussion. Training dismissed boys." He commanded and everyone scattered. My teammates released me and I walked off to the medical office. *** "Damn Sergio, didn't know you were sleeping with Xabi's little sister." Ronaldo said a little too loudly as I walked to my locker after getting my cut patched up. I blushed and avoided any eye contact with Xabi who sat across the room packing his stuff for the day, his full attention tuned to my response. "Um, we're not sleeping together. We're dating, Alexia's my girlfriend." I answered, albeit a little uncomfortable. I will admit however, it was a huge relief to call her my girlfriend. "Lucky you man, she's a fox. I would've taken her myself but I didn't peg her as someone to sleep with her brother's friends." Ronaldo smirked. "Man come on!" I said frustratedly. "Leave her alone, stop talking about her like she's a piece of meat." I growled at him defending her. The thought of Cris and Alexia together was enough to make my skin crawl. He wouldn't know how to treat her like I do. "Jeez Sergio what's happened to you, the old you would've loved this conversation." Cris whined. "I'm not the old me. This isn't a hook up thing where I'm gonna objectify her like that. I love her and she's more important than that." I scolded him, grabbing my towel so I could go shower. I glanced at Xabi as I stormed off to the shower. He seemed somewhat satisfied at my response to Cristiano. *** Alexia's smile was the first thing to greet me as I left the locker room. "Hey baby." I smiled, pecking her lips before wrapping my arm around her. Alexia's smile immediately turned to a frown. "Sergio, what happened to your face?" She asked, gently running her thumb over the butterfly bandages. "It's nothing babe." I said softly, grabbing her hand and moving it away from the cut. It was still really tender and my girlfriend had a tendency to touch every bruise and cut I had out of sympathy. It was cute don't get me wrong, but sometimes she pressed a little hard. "It looks like it's swollen and it's gonna bruise. That's not nothing." Alexia voiced, looking worried. "I'll tell you later, can we just go get some lunch? I'm starving." I spoke, feeling the soreness settle in from the countless hits I received at training today. Alexia nodded and wrapped her arm around my waist as mine draped over her shoulders. I could see a few of my teammates smirking at me in the parking lot as we left. "They know?" Alexia asked me as I opened the passenger door for her. "Yeah, goes with the story I'm gonna tell you about this." I answered, pointing to the cut and bruise. *** "So my brother did that to you?" Alexia asked me. I could see the rage boiling inside her as we sat on his couch. I gently leaned over and grabbed her hands. "Yeah, at the end of training. That's why I took so long to come out of the locker room. I was getting it looked at." I responded. No point in lying Alexia would've found out sooner or later that Xabi had done this. "I can't believe that. You didn't swing first did you? I can't have your contract terminated because of me." She said worryingly. I softly stroked her cheek. "Baby, I didn't throw a punch, the guys held me back and Xabi broke free and clocked me. That's it." I spoke in a soft, soothing tone. "Sergio that's not okay, he can't treat you that way just because of me." Alexia spat back. "Baby I know, I just, I'm really trying to not give him a reason to hate us. I'm very careful about how I talk about you in the locker room and how I interact when we're at the training grounds. I walk a very fine line with my track record with women." I calmly responded hoping I wouldn't set Alexia off again. "You're careful? What do you mean?" She looked at me, puzzled. "You and I both know first hand I can talk pretty crudely about women, I don't do that with you. I respect you. Ronaldo today tried to get me to talk about us and I wouldn't." I responded, maintaining eye contact. "He tried to talk about you like you were some piece of meat and I snapped at him." I added, still a little angry about how he talked about my girl. "Y-you stood up for me?" Alexia's eyes brightened. "Of course, always." I breathed, rubbing my thumbs over Alexia's hands. "And I will for as long as I need to, your brother, my teammates, they aren't going to come between that." I spoke in a gentle tone but Alexia's expression changed. "I just don't want to see you leave because of me." She whimpered. "Alexia, I'm not going anywhere okay? Believe me when I say that. I'm not leaving." I urged, brushing some hair from her face. A single tear fell down her face. "Baby no, don't cry it's not worth the tears." I soothed, pulling her into my chest. "This is just scary. I don't want something to happen." Her muffled voice sounded against my chest. "I won't let it. I'm trusting in you and now it's your turn to trust me Alexia." I said, pulling away so she could look me in the eyes. She nodded and wiped her eyes, "I do trust you, I do." ******** Hey guys, Jenn here! Please feel free to leave messages, comments, or suggestions here or on my main account @thebeautifulgame7 It really means a lot to hear what you all have to say :) thanks

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