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captain-valkyrie · 19 hours ago
Date Night
Five Hargreeves x Reader
"Do you--maybe-- want to go on a date with me tonight?" Five asked, looking at the floor and scratching his neck.
You gave him a funny look. "Do you have temporary amnesia or something? We've been dating for 2 years."
He gave an exasperated sigh. "No, I'm asking if you'd maybe want to go on a date tonight. Like the cute shit other couples do, like going to restaurants and stuff."
You smiled sightly. "You mean like a date night?"
He nodded. "Yeah."
15 minutes later, you and Five were in his car, waiting at the red light. He seemed a little nervous, you thought. He was jiggling his leg, jumpier than you had ever seen him. Was it the pressure of being around other people?
Screw what other people did.
"Hey," you spoke softly, touching his knee. "We don't have to do this. We can go home if you want."
He shook his head.
"You're not comfortable with this." You stated.
Five couldn't deny that.
"So turn the car around. Let's change into our pajamas and order takeout and look for a true crime documentary to watch. Just like we do every other night." You encouraged. Five immediately felt himself relax at the mention of a date night at home, with you, alone. Just the both of you.
And so he did just that. He turned the car around and drove the both of you back home. Then you pulled out your phone and ordered Indian food and he picked out a documentary while you were waiting for your food to arrive.
He and you ended up falling asleep on the couch. There was this hazy glow of happiness that made it hard for Five to think about anything else other than how at peace he felt that night, but he did vaguely remember thinking about how this was how it ought to be.
Every single night.
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captain-valkyrie · 20 hours ago
It's You I Need Tonight
Five Hargreeves x Reader
It was 1 am, and you were sprawled on your couch watching a documentary. You weren't involved in it very much, because Five was due to come back from a mission soon.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, a blue light took your attention away from the TV and to the source of it. Five was standing in your living room, a little beat up, hair messy, and the rare streaks of blood--not his, you hoped--on his face.
He narrowed his eyes at you. "Is that my shirt?"
You smiled slightly. "I must have--ah, misappropriated it. How'd the mission go?"
Five's expression changed to a more solemn one, and you stood up from your position on the couch.
"Not--not bad," He said hesitantly. You put your arms around him.
"It's Vanya. She's-" He sucked in a breath. "Well, she got a little hurt. A lot hurt. "
"Oh." You breathed, your voice small. "You know, it's alright if you want to stay over at the Academy tonight?" You asked. Vanya was Five's favorite sibling. She meant tons to him. You knew that.
He shook his head, almost too fast. "No." He said, voice shaking ever so slightly. "It's--It's you I need tonight."
TUA Tags: @zerocanonlywriteshit @i-heart-fictional-boys
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lvlofpanic · 21 hours ago
Devotion Season One Trailer 2 | F.H
Five Hargreeves X Fem!Reader (Series)
Summary: In which the Hargreeves siblings come together to stop the end of the world.
Disclaimer: I don’t own the Umbrella Academy. All rights go to the creators of the show, the comics and everyone in between. Gifs used in these chapters are NOT mine and are/were found on Pinterest.
Warnings: Cursing, Sex, Nudity, Violence, Gore, Alcohol, Drugs, Smoking, Intense Scenes, and Abuse (if I missed any let me know)
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“ 𝙎𝙝𝙪𝙩 𝙪𝙥 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪? “
“ 𝘈𝘴𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘦. “
“ 𝘽𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝. “
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" 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘵, 𝘍𝘪𝘷𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮. "
" 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙎𝙤... 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙚. "
" 𝘍𝘪𝘷𝘦. 𝘍𝘪𝘷𝘦! "
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" 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳. "
" 𝙈𝙪𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧. "
" 𝘋𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨! 𝘞𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳! "
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" 𝙇𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙮𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙬. "
" 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵. "
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captain-valkyrie · 23 hours ago
Bonnie and Clyde - [1/?]
Assassin!Five Hargreeves x Writer!Reader
Based on this post. I changed the serial killer!Five to assassin!Five because--well, serial killers are a little...too much. On the other hand, an assassin is just a serial killer who takes commissions. This is an AU where the siblings don't have powers, the Commission is a mafia, and Five happens to be their hitman.
Warnings: Descriptions of murder, violence
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Number 4, Tolland Drive was a very bleary place.
Detective Howe strolled the driveway before nonchalantly stepping into the house. He took a look of the lawn. It should have been muddy, having rained early this morning, but Mr. Benson's lawn was impeccable.
The door was slightly ajar; the living room in total disarray. Timothy whimpered behind him. "Quiet, lad." Howe growled, looking surreptitiously over his shoulder before taking another step into the kitchen, where Mr. Benson was lying.
Timothy whimpered something incoherent in response.
Howe walked briskly to the grim, motionless figure and crouched down near his head.
"Hmm.. yes, a gun shot to the head indeed. Timothy!" he called, and the boy jumped. "Read the reports of the Allenhurst and the Evan Street cases."
"S-Stab wound by a serrated blade and a butter knife to the brachial artery, respectively, sir."
Howe hummed. "There's no doubt that the perpetrator is the same."
"But the weapons are all different, sir?"
"Y/N, I'm home." Five sighed, shutting the door to your shared apartment, and slumping against the door. You got up from your desk chair and stepped out of your room. Your boyfriend was there, alright, looking exhausted as ever. "Rough day, honey?" You soothed, placing a hand on his cheek. "You've got no idea," Five said, looking up at you.
You smiled. The butcher shop where he worked was really very disconcerting; he had told you all about the annoying customers and the smell of raw meat and blood. It was terrible enough to tire out a grown man.
"Want me to put some coffee on? And then I'll show you the scene I wrote today," you said, running your hands across his shoulders in an attempt to relax him.
"That's great! You can" Five yawned, then groaned. "after I go take a shower."
You shook your head affectionately as you watched him topple into the bathroom.
Much love xxx how's the story so far lol?
TUA Tags: @zerocanonlywriteshit @i-heart-fictional-boys
Ask me if you wanna be tagged!!
Disclaimer: I know Bonnie and Clyde's relationship was deemed to be toxic, but the title is merely for aesthetic value and I do not support relationships of this calibre in any way.
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Get your Kix
Fives x F!Reader x Kix
Rating: Explicit 18+
C/W: Public sex acts with multiple partners, alcohol use, cursing.
Word count: 1866
A/N: So I had this idea the other day and it just doesn't fit with Rex, so I decided to write a one-shot (I think) with Fives and Kix. This title is trash, sorry.
You worked as a bartender at 79’s and couldn’t count how many clones had asked you out, but you could count the ones you’d said yes to.
You were drying a glass and daydreaming about the handsome men you’d been with. It had been a couple weeks since any of them had been on world and you were starting to feel needy.
Captain Keeli had been the first clone you’d said yes to. He was smooth talking and handsome. You two would often fuck and then cuddle, watching holo vids.
Fives had been after you for a while. You’d finally gone with him one night after he’d given you the sweetest, most pitiful look. He was simultaneously gentle with you, but rough. You loved how he fucked you like a whore, but took care of you after. He had enjoyed you so much that he said he needed to hook you up with his Captain, Rex.
Captain Rex’s men had finally convinced him to sleep with you one night. He wasn’t the kind to seek out comfort, but they all knew he needed it. He was a virgin, which had completely surprised you. He seemed totally embarrassed by the idea of a one night stand. He had enjoyed it, but was gone before morning came. He sent flowers the next day.
Commander Wolfe was the most wild clone you’d been with. That man knew exactly what he wanted and took it. He was good to you, but rough and had a habit of biting. He never commed the next day or while he was away, but any time he was in town, he’d come find you. You’d have to wear something with a high neckline the next day to hide the bite marks. You smirked at the thought.
A voice brought you out of your daydream.
“Hey sweetheart, can I get a round of shots for me and my vod?” It was Kix, a medic with the 501st.
“Oh, sorry I zoned out for a minute. Those will be right up for you.”
You were excited to see the 501st in town.
You’d been eyeing Kix for awhile, hoping he’d make the first move. Fives had told you that Kix had had his eyes on you, too.
Fives suddenly appeared beside Kix as if he’d heard you thinking about him. He was already drunk. You hoped he wouldn’t need yet another trip to med bay.
“Mesh’la!” He grinned from ear to ear, leaning across the bar to give you a kiss on the cheek.
“How are you tonight?” You asked.
“Perfect, now that I’ve seen you!”
“Oh stop it,” you said, feigning embarrassment.
“Please don’t end up in med bay tonight, Fives. I want to enjoy my night,” Kix jeered.
“He’s trying to get with that cute medic, that’s why he keeps ending up in med bay,” you gave Fives an accusatory look.
“I know, and she keeps turning you down!” Kix said.
Fives grinned sheepishly and shrugged his shoulders. He grabbed half the shots and headed back to their corner booth.
You shook your head, smiling.
“Would you like to come have a drink with us?” Kix asked.
“I would love to,” you answered. Your shift was just about finished and you saw this as the perfect opportunity to get close to Kix.
You took off your apron and came around the bar, following Kix back to the booth.
Everyone greeted you and you slid into the booth between Fives and Kix.
You threw back four shots, one right after another and the men cheered. Honestly, it was nothing for you, but it impressed them.
Fives’ ungloved hand slipped under the table and onto your right thigh. His fingers quickly found the hem of your skirt and slid under it.
Meanwhile, Kix was telling you about some of the ridiculous injuries he’d seen and how the men had obtained them. The men seemed to always be up to some shenanigans.
You were focused, until Fives’s finger made its way to your clit. You hadn’t worn underwear and he was taking advantage of that.
You inhaled sharply as he rubbed your clit in tight, slow circles. After a few minutes, the finger dipped down to your wet slit.
You were thankful Kix had turned his attention to Jesse and Hardcase for the moment.
“What ARE you doing?” you hissed as you leaned close to Fives, hoping no one else could hear.
“Making sure you’re ready for Kix. And if things don’t go off between you two, maybe you’ll be ready for me,” he said, a sly smile on his face.
With that, the finger pushed into your slit, quickly finding your g spot. It was all you could do to not wiggle or whimper. He teased you just long enough to leave you frustrated.
“You’re just going to have to let him know you’re interested,” he whispered, withdrawing his finger.
The others had left to get more drinks, leaving you with just Fives and Kix. Fives excused himself to the ‘fresher.
You placed your hand on Kix’s thigh. His eyes met yours and you felt the heat rising in your cheeks. Blushing wasn’t something you did much of anymore, especially when a man was just looking at you.
He leaned forward, soft lips connecting with yours. It was over quicker than you liked.
“Want to dance?” Kix asked.
“Of course,” you replied, breathless.
The dance floor was crowded with clones and their companions. You’d seen a lot on this dance floor, including people fucking. No one cared.
You were grinding your ass against his codpiece, mentally cursing that piece of plastoid for being in the way.
He pulled you close, running his hands up your sides and bringing your arms up and around his head.
His lips brushed past your ear, lighting a fire in your core. You tilted your head slightly and he kissed your neck. The fire grew hotter and you could feel the slickness on your thighs.
Kix’s hands came back down, one resting on your breast and the other on your waist. He squeezed your breast and rolled the nipple between his fingers. You hadn’t worn a bra.
He brought his other hand up and teased your other nipple. You arched back, urging him to not stop. His teeth dragged across your neck.
“Want to get out of here, mesh’la?” He whispered.
You turned, leading him outside to the alley. It wasn’t uncommon to see couples in the alley, but tonight you were alone.
Kix pinned you against the wall, kissing you fervently. He nipped your lip and you nipped back. Stars, he tasted so sweet.
You felt the shoulder ties of your dress come undone. He stepped back and pulled the front of your dress down, exposing your breasts to the night air. Kix stood there, admiring you.
“You don’t mind being exposed where others could see?” he asked.
“I’ve never done this, but I like the risk.”
You wondered if he could see how excited and nervous you were.
“Good,” he said and leaned down, taking your nipple in his mouth.
Your cunt was aching with need.
“Please,” you whined.
“Please what?” He stood, locking eyes with you.
“Hmm?” He pressed you for an answer.
You looked away as a group of clones passed the entry to the alley, but none had seen you. You weren’t sure if you were relieved or disappointed.
“Focus on me, not on them,” he placed his thumb and forefinger under your chin and turned your head back to face him.
“I, I want you in me,” you smiled.
He reached down, removed his codpiece, pulled his hard cock from his blacks, and slid on a condom. He lifted your right leg and pushed his cock into your throbbing cunt.
“Mmmm,” you whimpered.
“Too much?” Kix asked.
“No, it’s just, maker, my cunt’s been aching all night and you feel so fucking good.”
He thrusted further into you, eliciting a gasp.
Your soft breasts pressed against his plastoid covered chest as he thrusted slowly.
“Stars, you’re so fucking wet,” he mumbled as he kissed you.
“Hey! There you guys are!”
Your head snapped to the right, and you saw Fives walking down the alley.
Kix didn’t stop.
“Oh, um, I’m sorry, I’ll be going,” he stopped when he realized what was going on.
“Do you…do you want to stay?” you asked.
“Vod?” Fives asked.
Kix nodded his head, never looking away from you or changing his pace.
He had been so quiet early in the evening, but so bold now. You were pleased.
Kix pulled you away from the wall, staying inside you.
Fives stepped behind you and Kix leaned you against Fives.
Fives took your hair in his hand and pulled your head back to look up at him.
“When I was fingering that wet little pussy earlier, I didn’t know we would be in this position,” he said.
He kissed you hard as his free hand massaged your breast and tugged your nipple. You’d never had two men at once and it was exhilarating.
Kix’s pace had quickened and you were about to cum.
“You ask him, cyare,” Fives said. You’d been with him enough that he could see your tells.
“May I cum, p-please,” you squeaked out.
“Yes, you’ve been such a good girl, mesh’la,” Kix said.
“Cum hard on his dick, just like you do for me cyare,” Fives pulled your head back farther, exposing your neck and kissing it, nipping here and there. His hand slid down to your clit and the pleasure was overwhelming.
You closed your eyes as the fire that had been burning in your core turned into an explosion. Your cunt squeezed tight around his cock as you came.
“Fuck, so…fucking tight,” Kix moaned through gritted teeth.
Kix picked up your other leg and Fives helped support you. He had shifted his arms to be under yours, supporting you, his hands on your breasts, pinching your nipples.
Kix thrust hard and fast, your cunt making a satisfying squelching sound with every stroke. He pulled your hips harder towards him, digging his fingertips into your soft flesh.
Fives rolled and pinched your nipples harder.
You held your breath and a delightful tingling consumed you.
You let out a scream, but Fives was prepared and placed his hand over your mouth to muffle it.
Kix was struggling to thrust against your tight walls and finally exploded inside you.
Fives removed his hand from your mouth and brushed the sweaty hair back from your forehead, placing a gentle kiss on the top of your head.
Kix pulled out of you and Fives had to support you to keep your weak legs from collapsing.
Kix pulled the front of your dress up and tied the straps. He then redressed himself.
“Maker, cyare, that was amazing,” he finally said, wiping his own sweaty brow.
You were able to stand now, although your legs were still trembling. You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him.
“I want more, from both of you,” you said.
“I think we can do that, mesh’la,” Fives grinned.
“Let’s get you home,” Kix said.
You locked arms with them and headed towards your apartment.
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halfumbrella · a day ago
hey pals i need some help,
i know this is kinda odd but i’m desperate, so i have some guinea pigs and currently one of them is sick and i have to take her to the vet. i just started a new job this week but i’m still currently very broke. im worried about what the vet bill is going to look like so i am going to see if i could do some commissions to make some money to help support her.
im doing special stories for any umbrella academy characters at around $5 more or less depending on what we discuss!
i also do some embroidery work and wood burning (i’ll attach some pictures of some of my work) but i will be doing commissions for those as well, prices will vary depending on what you would like!
pm me for inquires ❤️
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and if you’re just a super generous kind person and you wanna just send me a dollar because you’re amazing and wonderful and too good for this world my venmo is @laurenmummert
and if you don’t have any money right now to help support (i obviously 100% understand) if you wouldn’t mind rebloging this so i could get the word out there that would be so amazing
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ford-ye-fiji · a day ago
What was Five doing before the Doctor came along? -
looks like the need for validation won this round folks 😔✌️
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megafrost4 · a day ago
Patience is wearing thin!
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Chapters: 17/? Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: CT-7567 | Rex/Original Female Character(s), Obi-Wan Kenobi/Satine Kryze, Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker Characters: CT-7567 | Rex, Original Jedi Character(s), Sheev Palpatine | Darth Sidious, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, Ahsoka Tano, CC-2224 | Cody, Grievous | Qymaen jai Sheelal, CT-27-5555 | ARC-5555 | Fives, CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo, R2-D2 (Star Wars), Darth Maul Additional Tags: Canon Divergence - Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008), The Force, Drama & Romance, Tragic Romance, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Mind Manipulation, Emotional Manipulation, Torture, Implied/Referenced Torture, Psychological Torture, Scars, Depression, Anxiety Attacks, Social Anxiety, Protective CT-7567 | Rex Summary:
Myra Done is a Jedi, newly appointed to personal body guard of the Chancellor himself, as per Obi-Wan Kenobi's insistence. Unbeknownst to them all, as the Clone Wars rage on, darkness creeps into their lives, tearing relationships apart and forming new ones as secrets and desires are revealed.
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clansayeed · a day ago
Will you include The Five in your series? I feel like people were sleeping on them and while pixelberry didn’t go too deep the concept was dope imo.
ok I'm really mad at myself anon because I was super excited to answer this ask with a screenshot of some of my early notes on re-structuring/detail-diving on The Five of Japan as a faction and individually as characters...
and the damn notes app on my laptop reset on a recent update and the stuff is GONE
in all fairness it wasn't that much, just my initial queries on solidifying dates, doing some time period/cultural(/hierarchy) research, maybe a note or two on a timeline of their actions that led to The Five as we meet them in the series, some key differences I was flip-flopping on, etc. maybe 7 bullet points maximum??
but to cut a long lament short --
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Assassination by orphan account
Trained to be an assassin at the age of 11, Nagisa and his partner has been given the task to kill a powerful hitman known as 'The God of Death'. But what happens when this target of theirs actually has something to do with Nagisa's past on that fateful night? Not only that but what is it with this sensei? Problems arise. Friends come and go. Assassins don't fall in love. KaruNagi.
Words: 2556, Chapters: 3/3, Language: English
Fandoms: Assassination Classroom
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Categories: M/M
Characters: Class 3-E, Five Virtuosos, Koro-sensei
Relationships: Akabane Karma/Shiota Nagisa
Additional Tags: Plot Twists, Killing, Blood, Action, Romance
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lvlofpanic · a day ago
Devotion Season One Trailer | F.H
Five Hargreeves X Fem!Reader (Series)
Summary: In which the Hargreeves siblings come together to stop the end of the world.
Disclaimer: I don’t own the Umbrella Academy. All rights go to the creators of the show, the comics and everyone in between. Gifs used in these chapters are NOT mine and are/were found on Pinterest.
Warnings: Cursing, Sex, Nudity, Violence, Gore, Alcohol, Drugs, Smoking, Intense Scenes, and Abuse (if I missed any let me know)
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" 𝘍𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭! "
" 𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙪𝙥 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙜𝙞𝙘𝙖𝙡 𝙤𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙪𝙥 𝙛𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙚𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮. "
" 𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯. "
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" 𝘕𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘮 𝘉𝘢𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘯. "
" 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙮 𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙞𝙣? "
" 𝘈𝘣𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘵. "
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" 𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙞𝙛 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙚𝙛𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨? "
" 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥. "
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" 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘣𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴. "
" 𝙂𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙨𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙠𝙚. "
" 𝘖𝘩? 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯? "
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" 𝙊𝙝 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙠𝙚. "
" 𝘕𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘚𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘬. "
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" 𝙈𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝. "
" 𝘌𝘹𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦? "
" 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙢𝙚. "
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" 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘮𝘮? "
" 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪? "
" 𝘓𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺. "
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" 𝘖𝘩! 𝘓𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘮𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯! 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴, 𝘭𝘦𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘦... 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘯! "
" 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚. "
" 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘰𝘬𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘦. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦. "
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" 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘍𝘪𝘷𝘦. "
" 𝘿𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙢𝙚? "
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" 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙪𝙨? 𝙄 𝙗𝙚𝙜𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙦𝙪𝙞𝙚𝙩. "
" 𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘐 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘶𝘮𝘣 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦'𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐'𝘮 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘭𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬. "
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captain-valkyrie · a day ago
can i request hc for five dating a short and very sweet and shy reader? like their polar opposites and he teases her for her height? can you include him being jealous and protective? ty! <3
Five Hargreeves Dating a Short Reader ft. Jealousy, Protectiveness, and everything else that's cute.
Okay, i loved this idea anon <3 . soft!five is the best five.
-he'd be so goddamn overprotective of you, that's for sure.
-"have you ate? have you been sleeping?"
-"Five, i'm not a six year old"
-"yeah, but you could be easily mistaken for one."
-"you did not say that."
-"okay, okay, i'm sorry!"
-but he'd also worry about you, because you're so sweet that sometimes, people just tend to walk all over you.
-"hey y/n, could you finish this up for me?" Melissa, your co-worker asked one evening, just as you were getting ready to leave.
-"oh--um, i was just about to call it a day, but it's --it's fine, i'll--"
-Five cuts in: "she can't. she's got a life, just like you. so finish your own damn work."
-he'd pull you away with an arm around your shoulder.
- and you were so glad he stood up for you like that.
-when his siblings finally met you, there were all like :0
-"are you sure you're dating the right guy, miss? the boy currently holding your hand and staring daggers at me is my emotionally stinted brother." Klaus had said, grinning.
-you giggled.
-Allison and Vanya loved you, of course.
-Klaus thinks you're the greatest person in the word because you made Five--Five, of all people-- so much more happier. Klaus said that Ben thinks pretty highly of you too.
-Luther and Diego- well, they were happy that their brother was with a nice girl.
-although, Five can also get really really jealous at times.
-like, really.
-*national geographic narrator voice* observe.
-"oh come on, y/n, you never want to have any fun!"
-"Jake, your idea of fun is getting drunk on a weeknight. so thank you, but i've already made plans with my boyfriend for tonight."
-"ever since you got a boyfriend you've been spending less time with your best friend," Jake grumbled playfully, referring to himself.
-"well, y/n, are we ready to go?" Five interrupted loudly, appearing into thin air and giving Jake an animosity-filled smile.
-Five didn't miss the way your face brightened up the minute you saw him.
-after you were home, you asked him:
-"Sweetie, are you jealous?"
-and he'd be all huffy at the beginning but ultimately, he can't resist you.
-and so he'd wrap his arms around you
-"you know i love you, right y/n?"
-"i love you too, five."
TUA Tags: @zerocanonlywriteshit @i-heart-fictional-boys
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captain-valkyrie · 2 days ago
If I were to write a serial killer!five x author!reader --based on this post-- what would you want it to be?
A) Cute headcanons of their domestic life
B) A multi-chapter fic with a solid plot
I'd do either one of these, I just need to know which has the greater audience.
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megafrost4 · 2 days ago
OH. NO. 
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Chapters: 16/? Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: CT-7567 | Rex/Original Female Character(s), Obi-Wan Kenobi/Satine Kryze, Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker Characters: CT-7567 | Rex, Original Jedi Character(s), Sheev Palpatine | Darth Sidious, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, Ahsoka Tano, CC-2224 | Cody, Grievous | Qymaen jai Sheelal, CT-27-5555 | ARC-5555 | Fives, CT-21-0408 | CT-1409 | Echo, R2-D2 (Star Wars), Darth Maul Additional Tags: Canon Divergence - Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008), The Force, Drama & Romance, Tragic Romance, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Mind Manipulation, Emotional Manipulation, Torture, Implied/Referenced Torture, Psychological Torture, Scars, Depression, Anxiety Attacks, Social Anxiety, Protective CT-7567 | Rex Summary:
Myra Done is a Jedi, newly appointed to personal body guard of the Chancellor himself, as per Obi-Wan Kenobi's insistence. Unbeknownst to them all, as the Clone Wars rage on, darkness creeps into their lives, tearing relationships apart and forming new ones as secrets and desires are revealed.
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superhusbandheroes · 2 days ago
Pairing: Chris Evans x female reader
 Summary: After being high school sweethearts, Y/N and Chris remained friends. Now many years later, when Chris was engaged to me married, it got harder and harder for Y/N to supress all the feelings she tried to ingore for so long. Unbeknownst to her, Chris was struggling too.
 Warnings this chapter: 18+, characters arguing, mentions of cheating.
 Words: 5,3+ K
 A/N: Hello everyone! This is chapter five: Tuesday of my story “Actually, I don’t think I ever got over you”.
If anyone is interested to be added to a taglist, just let me know by mentioning it in the comments or send me a message!
 I don’t pretend to know anyone in real life, this is all just fiction. English is not my first languages. Sorry for any mistakes. My work is not allowed to be copied.
Thank you for reading! Hope you enjoy it!
Don’t forget to first read the previous chapters.
Chapter One    
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
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  Chris’ point of view
I got awoken by the alarm. I opened my eyes, seeing the silhouette of Nicole. I somehow felt my heart drop, being dissapointed. Because it wasn’t the silhouette I wanted to see next to me.  
Yesterday evening I had woken up just before 11 PM. The first thing I saw was the shape of Y/N’s body. The moonlight peeking through the curtain, providing me with just enough light to see her silhouette. Her chest rising and falling at a steady pace. It was a sight I could get used to. I wanted to wrap my arms around her and pull her closer to me, hold her tightly so she could never leave me again. But I had to return home, to my fiancee, to Nicole. So I had left her room as quietly as I could, but I turned around one more time to savor the view and I departed the room. Falling asleep next to her had felt so natural, waking up next to her felt right.
Sleeping next to her had toyed with my feelings. It made me relive my teenage years, when I had woken up next to her many times. All those feeling influenced my dreams once I was laying in my own bed, next to Nicole. So last night I had a dream about Y/N. A dream that felt like a memory. A glimpse of what could have been. Crossed signals from another life. Where instead all of this, I had her. And life was exquisitely simple. And we were desperately happy.
In the meantime Nicole had gotten out of bed and was in the bathroom taking a shower. Dodger had taken in her place and was laying next to me. His big brown eyes staring at me. I smiled because of his innocence and I envied his ignorance. I’m sure he knew something was up, that things weren’t going the way they were supposed to be going, that I had been acting differently. But still, he wasn’t the one who had to fix things, that was up to me. I rested my head near his whilst petting him. We stayed like that for some time. He helped me relax and he helped me reflect. More importantly, he helped me forget.
“Do you want me to take him out for a walk?” Nicole suddenly spoke.
“No need, but thanks.” I smiled towards her.
“Don’t forget…” She started, but I cut her off.
“I won’t forget. See you at 2 PM at the bakery.” I again smiled at her, a smile which she returned.
“I’ll see you there.” She walked over and pecked my lips.
 I let myself in using the key she had given me. I walked around the house. It was quiet downstairs. Everything was still the same as I had left it behind yesterday. I opened a cabinet in the kitchen, grabbing a bowl and a tea glass. I put the kettle on and poured some yogurt in the bowl and cut blackberries in half as I waited until the water was boiled.
With everything in hand, I walked up the stairs. I knocked on her door and heard some muffled sounds.
“I’m coming in.” I announced myself. “Good morning.” I smiled as I saw her. Her hair a mess, her eyes still small.
“Remind me that I ask you for my key back. You scared me.”
“But I brought food.” I sat down next to her. She had some colour on her cheeks. I handed her the bowl and put her cup of tea on her nightstand.
“In that case, I’ll let you hang onto it.” I laughed at her comment.
“How are you feeling?”
“Better. I slept a lot. I didn’t even hear you leave yesterday, I must have fallen asleep rather quickly, and I just woke up.”
“Ready to try some food?” She nodded as she looked at the bowl she was holding.
“I’m sorry that this week isn’t turning out as we had anticipated it.” I shook my head vigorously.
“Stop apologizing for things that are not your fault. Just eat your breakfast.” She shyly smiled before she started eating.
“Thank you for this. You didn’t have to.” She stated. “But I’m glad you did.”
“I’ll always be there for you.”
“I know.” She whispered. I stood up and walked around the bed. “What are you doing?” She asked as I took of my shoes.
“I’m joing you.” I laid down next to her, grabbing the remote of her tv and turned it on. “What do you want to watch?”
“You choose.”
“I can’t stay too long though. I have the cake tasting in a two hours.”
“Right, that’s today.” She looked at me. “Do you think you can possible steal me a piece?” She had a cheeky smile on her face.
“Cake should be the last thing on your mind. You just try to keep your breakfast down.” My comment earned me a giggle from her.
 Y/N’s point of view,
I ate my breakfast slowly. Chris made himself comfortable next to me, grabbing all my pillows and placing them behind his back. Despite the fact that the last 36 hours had been horrible, Chris was there for me to help me get through it.
 I knew he couldn’t stay long, I knew he had plans with Nicole to arrange things for the wedding. And I knew I had told him I didn’t mind that he had plans this afternoon. I told him I wasn’t mad, I pretended to be okay with it. But I was mad, I was upset. Because I think she did it on purpose, because she wanted me to spend less time with Chris. But I know I had no right to get upset. I know that I don’t own him. So my feelings of anger when he wasn’t with me but with her, I had no right to feel. I know that he doesn’t owe me, and I shouldn’t ask for more. I shouldn’t feel so let down when he doesn’t call or doesn’t come see me the same day he arrived home from months of filming. I know I shouldn’t express the feelings of anger towards them or love towards him. So when he is around, I won’t. I know I’ve no right to feel it, but it doesn’t mean I don’t feel it. And he is making it especially hard not to express the feelings of love towards him when he has his hand placed on my exposed thigh. He mindlessly started rubbing my thigh with his thumb, whilst having his eyes fixated on the tv. The contact of his hand on my skin made me uneasy, it almost made me shift but I was afraid he then would remove his hand and I would have lost his touch. So I just stayed quiet, I didn’t move, I just enjoyed the affection.
 We stayed like that until he let out a big sigh and he simultaneously stopped rubbing my thigh.
“What’s on your mind?” I asked him. His eyes looked sad, his shoulders low.
“Too much.” He sighed again.
“Try to talk about one thing out first and when you said what you wanted to say about that subject, we move on to the next one.” I smiled at him, instinctively squeezing his hand.
“No it’s fine, I just have to go.” He smiled kindly, before he checked his watch. “I have a cake to taste.” He said it a bit too enthusiastic, to hide his real feelings. He removed his hand and he placed his feet on the ground.
“Chris?” I called out for him quickly, not knowing what I wanted to say. Something in me wanted to get to the bottom of what was wrong. Another side of me wanted to shout what I was feeling, what his touch did to me, what his presence did to me. Thankfully, my brain was swift to correct my heart. He turned around to look at me. My chest was rising and falling rapidly.
“Nothing, just have fun.”
“I will.” It was a forced smile, fake even. He walked over to kiss me goodbye.
“Don’t forget to bring me a piece.” I said cheekily. He then showed me a genuine smile. “I kept my breakfast down.”
“I’ll see what I can do.” With that he bend over and lovingly kissed my cheek. “I’ll call you later.” He left, let himself out and I was alone again. And the feelings of love towards him got replaced by anger towards them.
 Chris’ point of view
I was looking at all the different cakes in front of me. There were vanilla, chocolate, lemon, raspberry cakes. They could be topped with a glaze, a chocolate ganache, buttercream, fresh berries, edible flowers. The cakes could contain a mocha filling, cream cheese, strawberry jam, lemon curd. There were more options than I could recite. Then we also had to talk about the layers, the shape and other decorations.
I was staring at a tablet in my hand on which a lot of examples were displayed. Nicole was eagerly talking to the pastry chef and he was writing down everything she mentioned. I felt lost, out of place, like I shouldn’t be here. Frankly, I actually didn’t want to be here.
 “Do you agree Chris?” By mentioning my name, Nicole made me focus again on my surroundings.
“Sorry, I was going through the photos.”
“Our favourite was the vanilla cake filled with a raspberry mascarpone and then topped with a pastel coloured glaze. Right sweety?” I nodded absentmindedly. “I think four layers will suffice.” She looked in my direction for a sight of agreement.
“Yes, I think it will.”
“What do you think about a hexagon shape?” For the first time today she actually asked me about my opinion, unlike all the other times when she just assumed I would agree with her.
“I would actually lik…” But she cut me off.
“No, we better just go for the traditional round shape.”
 The appointment ended. The pastry chef had sketched the cake and wrote down all our wishes, or better stated, Nicole’s wishes.
“Thank you for your time.” Nicole was saying goodbye. She stepped outside the store, waiting for me until I thanked the pastry chef.
“Thanks for today.”
“No, thank you for choosing me to make your cake for your special day.” I pressed my lips together in a thin line and send the man a quick smile. “It will be a beautiful cake.”
“I’m sure it will.” I shook his hand and was ready to walk away. But I quickly halted and turned to face him.
“Yes?” He stated, checking if I needed anything else from him.
“Do you have a piece of cake left of that lemon and raspberry combination?”
“The one with the white frosting?”
“Yes, that’s the one.”
“Of course. Do you want another piece?”
“Very much so.”
“I’ll put it in a box for you. Just a second.” The man walked away and I was smiling from ear to ear.
“Thank you.” I accepted the box, it was bigger than I had expected. I opened it and I saw that it contained two pieces.
“Enjoy. Have a good day.”
“You too!” I stepped outside to join Nicole.
 “What’s that?” She pointed at the box when I approached her.
“Just another piece for me to enjoy later today.” I lied, but it made her giggle.
“But I’m glad we have another thing we can tick off of the list.”
“Yes, we almost have ourselves a wedding.”
“I almost forgot.” She started as she grabbed my arm in excitement. “Our wedding invitations will arrive tomorrow. Isn’t that great?!” She sounded so enthusiastic. “I called the company yesterday and they ensured me they would arrive tomorrow. Which means that we can send them on Thursday.” Her happiness crushed me, because in no way I was able to reciprocate it. Nevertheless, I tried to copy it in the best way I could.
“Then we can expect the first rsvp cards early next week.” She was beaming at my comment.
“Okay, I’ll see at home.” She pecked my lips and got in her car. I stopped her from closing the door.
“Home?” I questioned. “I thought you said you had to return to work after our appointment?”
“I did say that, but I thought I could just skip the rest of the day.”
“Since I thought you wouldn’t be back, I promised Scott I would go to him. I am also staying there for dinner.” I lied, rubbing the back of my neck. I hadn’t talked to Scott today. But I needed a moment to reflect. Let my feelings sink in after the tasting, maybe even talk about them and not spoiling her excitement.
“Oh, I should have let you know. In that case, I’ll just drive back to work. Still a lot to do.” She tried not to sound dissapointed.
“I am sorry.”
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll see you later.”
 I returned home to go to Dodger. He was pleased to see me, wagging its tail and offering me one of his toys so I could play with him.
“I don’t know what is happening Dodge.” I sat down on the floor, so I could face him. “All I could think of, was making sure I would bring back a piece of cake for Y/N, instead of actually paying attention to the making of my own wedding cake.” He looked at me with his big brown eyes. “No response bud?” He stick out his tongue and it seemed as though he was smiling. “How about a trip?” He immidiately responded and walked in the direction of the front door.
 “Can I put this in your fridge?”
“You mean, it’s not for me?”
“No, it’s for Y/N.”
“How many pieces are in the box?”
“Two. One for her and one for me.” I explained. “None for Scott.” I added.
“Not fair.” I laughed at his expression as I placed the cake in his fridge.
“So is she feeling better yet? She must be if you are going to bring her cake.”
“She’s alright. She has slept through the night and she has eaten something again. I’ll return later to see if she needs anything.”
“And how was the cake tasting?”
“Eating cake is always a good thing.” I tried to sound as enthusiastically as I could.
“Did you make a decision?”
“Yeah, we did. It’s going to be a beautiful cake.” I don’t think I sounded as convincingly as I wanted to. My brother gave me a weird look. He let out a deep breath, looking at his feet, shaking his head. It was as though he wanted to say something, but either didn’t have the nerve to say it or he didn’t know how to bring his message across.
“What is it?” I asked a bit aggrivated due to his silence.
“Nothing. It is nothing.”
“If you have something on your mind Scott, then just spit it out.” My tone was harsh, annoyed, but I didn’t mean to sound that way, not to him. He sighed again en rubbed the temples on his head.
“Where is Nicole now?”
“At work. She offered to take the rest of the day off, but since I was planning on going to you, she decided to go back to the office.”
“Why didn’t you take Nicole up on her offer so you could spend some time together this afternoon.”
“She was quick to change her mind. She still had a lot of work to do.” I explained myself, but it was an bullshit reply and he knew that.
“And why are you here Chris?”
“I’m sorry, but do I need an excuse to see my brother?” I said defensively.
“No, but I don’t want to be your excuse for not spending time with your fiancee.” He raised his voice slightly.
“Don’t be ridiculous. I’m not avoiding Nicole if that’s what you’re thinking.” He let out a big sigh before he responded.
“Are you sure about all of this?” He suddenly asked extremely serious.
“About all of what?”
“The wedding, Nicole, spending the rest of your life with her.” He stated softly. I didn’t immidiately have a response for him. I just stood there for a few seconds in silence, in absolute surprise.
“Yes I am.” I stated dryly when I was able to speak again.
“Look, I doubted if I should say something, because for a moment I just thought it was a phase. But clearly it isn’t and now I feel I have to speak up.” I wanted to interrupt him, but he put his hand up, indicating that he would tolerate being interrupted. “You are not happy. Not anymore. At least you are not happy when you are with Nicole. So I need you to be sure about it.”
“Scott, I am. So just drop it.”
“Only if you answer me this honestly.” I shrugged my shoulders and nodded, giving him permission to continue. “When you envision your wedding day, who do you see walking down the aisle to you? When you wake up in the morning, whose face is it you want to see for every other morning to come? When you picture a family, your own family, who is the mother of your children? When you are old and grey, whose hand are you still holding?” He paused for a moment, giving me time to think about all he had just said. “Is that Nicole? Do you see her in every one of those scenarios?” I remained quiet. I had sat down on the couch and I couldn’t really move, Dodger laying at my feet. “Chris?” I looked up at Scott. Tears in my eyes.
“I… I don’t know.” I stuttered.
“I know you love Nicole. I know you do. But I also know that no one ever got close to Y/N.” I looked at him, in shock. I wanted to protest, but couldn’t argue with the truth. “Do you still have feelings for Y/N?” I don’t know how long I stayed quiet, I was just staring at Dodger. I know Scott wanted me to speak up, but he didn’t push me. Not this time. I had never admitted it, not even to myself, I had never talked about my feelings, always tried to supress them, have done so for years. Because if I pretended their not there, they might disappear. But Scott was right. No one ever got close to Y/N. Nicole reminded me a lot of her, but it wasn’t the same. I wanted to, I needed to, I had to be close to Y/N, feel her touch. I countlessly thought about kissing her. I couldn’t stop thinking about the one time we had sex all those years ago and how badly I wanted to repeat it. How I wanted to pick her up, let her wrap her legs around me and leave marks all over her body. How I wanted our bodies to crash into one and other. How I wanted to envelop her in my arms, hold her tight as we would drift away into a deep sleep. How I wanted to be awoken by the sound of her whispers near my ear, by the touch of her fingertips trailing over my body. How I wanted her every day, all day, forever. Even after all those years, I still loved her. Very much so.
“She is my friend, Scott.” I was finally able to say. My tone of voice was sad, defeated even.
“Sometimes, the best way to stay close to someone you love is by just being friends, even it is hurts. But I really believe that she feels the same way. Meaning that you are both hurting. And for what? For no reason. Because instead of continuing to hurt each other, you can choose to break the cycle and to love each other.” He placed his hand on my shoulder as he spoke softly, his tone warm. I was quietly sobbing.
“What makes you think she feels something for me?” It was the only question I needed to get answered. He shook his head in disbelieve, a sly smile on his face and he rolled his eyes.
“Can’t you see the way her face lights up when she sees you?” I looked all confused. “We try to hide our feelings but we forget our eyes can speak too. I believe that when two people are in love with each other, you can see it in their eyes. The way they look at each other, the way they stare at each other, it’s all there. Their eyes are full of admiration, of attraction, of undying feelings for each other. Their eyes twinkle, their eyes are smiling. Even if they wouldn’t say a word about their feeling, you can still see it in their eyes. And I can see it in her eyes, as I can see it in yours.” He smiled at me with so much kindness. His words touched me, I broke. I broke apart under the truth. Not being able to keep it to myself any longer.
“I can’t control my feelings anymore. It’s so hard being around her and not saying all the things I want to say, saying all the things I want her to hear. I’m trying my best to act casual, but all I can seem to do is get mezmorized by her.” I stood up from the couch, my legs restless. I took a moment to steady my breathing, before I continued. “You have no idea just how much I would give up to have her back. But I can’t Scott. She can never know.”
“Why?” He didn’t understand, his expression went blank, eyes big, shoulders dropped in defeat.
“Because I lost her once. We didn’t speak for a year after we broke up. I can’t stand the thought of losing her again. That’s why she can never know!” The tears were now streaming freely down my face. Scott didn’t say a word, he just put his arms around me and held me tight. I tried to stop him, I tried to push him away, I tried to fight him off, but I was too overwhelmed with emotions and frankly, I needed the hug.
“I think you are making a mistake.” He whispered as he released me from the hug.
“Then it is my mistake to make.” He still had his hands placed on either side of me, holding my arms and he looked sternly.
“So instead you’ll just spend a lifetime with a woman you don’t truly love?” He looked at me, not breaking eye contact. “That’s also just not fair to Nicole.”
“I know. I don’t want to hurt her. I want to make her happy, truly. I don’t want to let her down, or anyone else for that matter.”
“Will you just please stop thinking for a second. Stop speculating what others might think, what Nicole might feel. For once just listen. Listen to your heart. What is it telling you?” He was still holding me, not letting me walk away from this. I started thinking about my answer. “Chris, what does your heart say?!” He spoke louder, not providing me with the time to find the right words.
“I never got over her. I still love her.” There it was, out in the open. After all this time, I finally spoke the words, my confession ringing in my ears.
“For god sake, do something about it. Take the risk and trust me that I’m right about this.”
 Y/N’s point of view
I got distracted by the doorbell ringing. I slid my bookmark in my book and walked towards the door. I could see Chris’ posture through the glass.
“Hello stranger.” He looked at me quietly for a few seconds before he showed a kind smile. There were sweatdrops glistering on his forehead. He had Dodger’s leash in one hand and a bag in the other. “Come in.” I stepped aside and let them in. He remained quiet. “I ate your soup for dinner. It still tasted amazing.” He hummed softly. I took a good look at him. He was breathing heavy, he was fidgetting. “What’s in the bag?” He looked at his own hand, as though he forgot he was holding something.
“I brought you something.” His voice was shaky, his breathing unsteady. He handed me the bag.
“You didn’t?!” I stated in disbelieve. “You actually brought me cake!”
“I thought we could maybe eat it together.”
“Is this the cake you choose as the wedding cake?”
“No. No, Nicole preferred a vanilla cake. This was my favourite actually. I know you will love this one too.”
“But you did decide on something together?” He nodded.
“Can we eat now?”
“I’ll grab some forks and plates.” I walked into the kitchen, whilst Chris had joined Dodger in the living room. I could see him from my spot. He was pacing. “Chris?” He turned to face me. “Is everything alright? You seem… nervous.” I was almost in disbelieve, he wasn’t often nervous in my presence. I placed his cake on the table as I sat down on the couch.
“I need to ask you….” I cut him off before he could finish that sentence.
“Oh my god, this is so good.” I stated as I had just taken my first bite. He snorted.
“Good. I’m glad you like it.” He mentioned. He took in a deep breath before he continued. “I need to ask you something.” He repeated.
“What is it?”
“Please be honest with me.”
“Do you think I should marry Nicole?” I was stunned, in absolute shock. I dropped my fork and it fell on the ground.
“Where is this coming from?”
“Can you please answer the question, Y/N?”
“Are you getting cold feet?”
“Y/N, please.”
“Chris, I am not the one who can answer that question. Only you can do that.” I had no idea what was going on in his mind. I wanted to help him so badly. “But clearly you are having reservations. So why don’t you tell me about those.”
“I just came from Scott’s house.” He started. “He thinks I am making a mistake. He actually thinks I am making multiple mistakes.”
“And because Scott thinks you are making a mistake by marrying Nicole, you think you are making a mistake?” I tried to find some logic in his story.
“He’s hardly ever wrong. And frankly, I hope he is right about my other possible mistake.”
“You lost me there.” I furrowed my brows in response.
“Why didn’t it work out between you and that guy you were seeing?” My eyes went big when he asked that question. He had really lost me there. What was he playing at?
“He just wasn’t what I was looking for. We already went over this last Friday.”
“And I then asked you if you actually knew what you were looking for.”
“I am sorry, but what does my failed relationship have to do with your reservations about marrying Nicole?”
“Do you know what your looking for?” I didn’t respond, so Chris decided to continue. “With every relationship you start, it seems as though you already know it is not going to work out. So why is that?”
“Where is this coming from?” I was getting annoyed and it was heard in my tone of voice.
“I am going somewhere with this. I promise. Just please answer my question.” He said it softly, while he closed some distance between us.
“I can’t tell you.” It came out as a whisper, but he heard me. I shook my head slowly.
“You can’t tell me? Why can’t you tell me?”
“I think you know.”
“Please tell me.”
“Are you trying to hurt my feelings right now?” I felt tears stinging in my eyes. I couldn’t hide it anymore. The heartbreak, the aching, the longing, the sadness, the love.”
“No, I want you to be happy Y/N. You deserve to be happy. Tell me, please.”
“Don’t make me do this Chris.” I begged him. I couldn’t speak those words out loud.
“I think I can make you happy. Please, just tell me the truth.” He whispered.
“The truth?” I huffed as I angerly rubbed away a tear rolling down my cheek. “The truth?” I said louder. I was frustrated, I was hurt, I was afraid, I was lost. “The truth is that none of my relationships work out, because none of those guys are you.” My voice was shaky. “The truth is no one could ever compare to you.” I was breathing heavily. “The truth is that I hate seeing you with Nicole, it breaks my heart everytime.” My throat was dry. “The truth is that I hate that it is not me who you go home to.” My palms were sweaty. “The truth is that I would never have told you this because I am afraid of losing you, losing our friendship.” I was weak in my knees. “The truth is that I hate you for making me share this with you.” My heart was pounding. “The truth is that my feelings were supposed to stay a secret!” The tears were rolling down. “The truth Chris? I love you. Even after all those years, I still love you. Actually, I don’t think I ever got over you.”
 Chris’ point of view
Every word she just said, was music to my ears. It was everything I had hoped to hear. The woman I had loved most in life, who I still loved most, loves me back. She feels the same. Turned out Scott was right. My heart exploded.
She was catching her breath as she looked me in my eyes. I lowered my gaze, looking at her lips, before I swiftly made eye contact again. I licked my lips. I was quick to close the gap between us. I cupped her cheeks, wet from her tears and I kissed her. My lips were finally meeting hers again, after all those years. I kissed her without warning, without permission. Without even deciding to do it, but simply because I couldn’t have done anything else.
The kiss started out as tender. It had taken a moment for her to respond. But when she did, she wrapped her arms around my neck. In return I wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her as close to me as she could be. My other hand moved from her cheek to the back of her neck and I deepended the kiss. My tongue begging her lips to open up for me. She did and her fingers were now tugging my hair. My hand that rested on her waist, moved to her butt, slowly, as though I was nervous and anxious she was going to stop me any second now. But she didn’t. She deepended the kiss even more, our tongues fighting for dominance.
Neither of us wanted to break the kiss. Both hungry. When my hand was safely resting on her butt, I slightly squeezed. Earning me a muffled moan in return. I broke the kiss. We both breathed heavily, but I quickly resumed kissing her neck. She cocked her head, so her neck was better exposed to me. I made my way up to her ear and I nibbled on her earlobe. She whimpered, making noises I almost forgot she made. My lips stayed close to her ear, so I could whisper something to her.
“It is you I want to come home to for the rest of my life.” I moved away because I wanted to look her in the eyes when I spoke my next words. “Because I love you too.” I cupped her cheeks again, not breaking eye contact. “So just be with me. We’ll figure out the details later. I don’t care how complicated this gets, I want you.”
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