#gonna ur so big u can pick me up into being ur girlfriend
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Do you think u could write abt the gang being (separately) absolutely obsessed with the reader. Like they adore everything she does, they can’t get enough of her. To the point where the rest of the gang starts releasing them abt it, meanwhile reader is like completely oblivious lol
୧ ׅ𖥔 ۫ heaven and hell were words to me.⋄ 𓍯
…IN WHICH! the greasers is totally obsessed!
tags/warnings: no confessions—just the gang having a crush, gang being literally whipped, them being a little odd, kinda toxic!johnny LFMAO, nothing else to my knowledge
ೃauthor notes⁀➷ i’m just working…working hard so i can please you.(shout out to ema/corvyes/loml for that ref.) but if i get a req asking me for like the gng confessing to you—i will do it. trust.
Dallas Winston
WHEN HE’S DRUNK, YOU’RE ALLLL HE TALKS ABOUT LMFAOOOO
“i’m tellin’ you—there ain’t a girl like her.”
dallas would repeat after what felt like this 5th drink of the night. buck is sick of him, two-bit regrets dragging him along, and dallas just wants to tell them how good you looked today.
when he sees you walking home, to school, or to work he WILL tag along. HE DOESN’T GAF IF YOU TELL HIM TO TAKE A HIKE!
actually, he kinda does. you’re like the only person he listens to.
LMFAOOO THE GANG THREATENS TO CALL YOU OVER WHENEVER DALLAS IS DOING SMTH STUPID
like whenever you threaten a kid ur gna tell santa.
“dallas, i’m gonna tell y/n what you did last week.”
“??if you do, i’ll beat your head in, soda.”
“YIKES..i’m gonna have to tell her that too…”
“…don’t, she’d be so mad at me😔😒.”
THE GANG TEASES DALLAS THE WORST(besides ponyboy) ABOUT YOU LFNAOAOAOAO
like they’re shoving him toward you, nudging him at even the slightest mention of you, giggling as they tell him they seen you today.
“look, it’s your girlfriend.”
“steve, shut up! she ain’t deaf!”
—
“GO SEE HER!”
“OW—i mean—hi, y/n.”
“did you…trip? or did you mean to bump into me?”
“yeah, sorry or whatever. some IDIOT back there pushed me.”
—
“guess who i saw..🥰🥰”
“who?”
“your wife…”
“can you NOT.”
despite all that, you somehow, still don’t know how he feels about you. how? we’ll never know. it’s beyond the human mind.
his friends try and hint at you that the big, bad greaser has a school girl crush on you. do you get what they’re trying to say? no. but that’s okay, you’re just a girl.
lowkey pisses dallas off but that’s okay cuz he prefers admiring from afar. DOES HOWEVER ASK YOU TO HANG OUT AND CONSIDERS THEM A DATE IN HIS HEAD TO KEEP HIM SANE LFMAO
“you wanna go see this drag race tomorrow?”
“sure! i don’t have work then. uhm, pick me up at my place!”
“alright, cool.”
‘yeah..,it’s date🥱😍’ — dallas’ brain.
Johnny Cade
‘johnny, if you even fucking stutter when you talk to her today—you’re gonna have to drink pickle juice.’
“oh, hi. i didn’t see you there, johnny. ‘m sorry.”
“o-oh—it’s alright.”
‘well, shit.”
he thinks he looks like such a fucking loser when he talks to you omfg😭😭
the gang tries to tell him he might have a shot but he thinks they’re just telling him that because he’s their friend. :(
HEAVILY admires from afar. like seriously he’s a fucking stalker
WAIT LMFOAOO HE’D BE THE TYPE OF GUY TO ACCIDENTALLY STALK YOU LIKE HE’D FOLLOW YOU PLACES FROM AFAR LMFAOAOAOOAOA
what a little freak
anyways
he accidentally lets things slip to let you know he’s better than any other guy trying to go after you. like if you had a shitty ex—he’s preaching that he’d ‘never treat you like that, he can’t imagine that a guy with a brain ever would.’
johnny does everything to keep your attention on HIM and nobody else when your friends try and talk to you when you two are out together. like you could be having a conversation with him and he’d be just pouting in the background with his arms crossed.
“y/n, look. they got that shirt you was talkin’ ‘bout. let’s go check it out. c’mon.” “oh—alright! bye, viv!😊” “yeah, bye viv.😒”
side eyes the gang whenever they bring you up in conversation
“johnny and y/n sittin’ in a tree—“
“😒🤨”
“alright.”
he tries to subtly hint that he really likes you and that you’re his type but it’s not subtle at ALL.
“y’know, if i were to have a girlfriend, i’d wish she was like you.”
—
“my type? uhm, it’d probably be someone-“ and he goes on to describe you.
Ponyboy Curtis
‘holy fuck that’s literally y/n walking towards me??!! does she know i’m here—does she even know me-wow she looks good in red. i mean—SHE’S WAVING OH MY GOD.’
HE IS SUCH A WRECK I CANTTT
ponyboy is the type to stare off into space in your direction and dream about how well he’d treat you if he was your man!!
yk how bitches be like ‘my man, my man!’ whenever they talk about their crush?? he’s all ‘my girl, my girl!’ WUAGRMRNEE
the gang was so confused on why he was so eager to go to school all of a sudden?? and why he cares about his appearance just slightly more than usual?? …is that soda’s shirt he’s wearing?-
two-bit was the first one to realize what was happening when he seen ponyboy and you talk in the halls. that wasn’t the giveaway, though.
it was the way he stared at you like you were the only girl alive and everyone else was just gone. two-bit was almost moved to tears to see ponyboy all grown😞😞!!!
“is tha’ your girlfriend? that why you couldn’t wait ‘til monday?”
“shut up!”
“ouuu, wait until the gang hears ‘bout this!”
“YOU AIN’T TELLIN’ ‘EM NOTHIN’!”
ever since — it has been hell on earth for ponyboy. dallas brings you up every time ponyboy gets smart, johnny giggles at every kissing scene at a movie nudges him, soda and darry had to give him ‘the talk,’ (soda just made it worse by making snide remarks.) and steve never stopped poking fun at him.
two-bit tried to get you to spill the beans on how you felt about him, but all you’d do was huff and ignore him. FINE THEN😒!—is what he always thought.
soda, johnny and two-bit all let ponyboy rant about you.
“LIKE, BRO. my girl, my girl! she’s so cute and smart. LIKE SHE’S TOTALLY MY DREAM.”
—
“that’s so cute ☹️” - soda
“SHE WANTS YOU SOO BAD” - two-bit
“just go tell her, man.” - johnny
does everything to impress you stoppp 😭😭!! pony is trying harder in school, using less hair grease, wearing darry’s cheap cologne when he’s not looking, etc.
HE’S SO SILLY I LOVE HIM!!!
Sodapop Curtis
delusional king!!! yes soda, let the voices in your head tell you that she wants you so bad!!🫶🫶
swear to goddd he thinks y’all are meant to be. you tipped him when he was working at the cash register and he was sooo in love
sorry in my head he’s a hopeless romantic
cause a) you were gorgeous, b) kind enough to tip him, and c) most likely rich💯💯
when he seen you at random places with your friends—soda would get so excited LMFAOOO
STOP HE’D HOUND PONY FOR YOUR NAME
“bro they probably go to your school—just lemme look at your yearbook!”
“no??? you weirdo???”
“please??!! i’ll do the dishes or something!”
“….get me a pack of cigarettes and i’ll tell you.”
“OKAY🥰🥰”
stole them but pony never said how to get them so who gaf!!!
SODA WOULD TOTALLY WRITE YOUR FIRST INITAL + HIS LMFAOOAOAOAOAA
or he’d see who’s last name went best with curtis or your last name!!!1!1!1
he’s crazy insane over you did i say that already
whenever you come by the dx—he’d give you shit for free while you insist to pay.
“jus’ take it.”
“i can’t—i’d feel terrible.”
“it’s alright, no one has to know. right?”
he’d flash his million dollar smile, pushing your coke and chips close to you, inciting you to just take the food.
WAJENEDKD he wants u so bad it’s. so terrible.
steve hates his rambles
“YOU SHOULDA SEEN THE WAY ME AND HER WAS TALKING—SHE’S SO INTO MEEEE”
“yeah, she wants you!!! shut up now!!”
Darry Curtis
nobody knows. it’s like a top secret only darry knows. the gang has their suspicions but they can never really know why darry is suddenly so adamant on going to go get him, soda, and pony’s hair done at the salon.
they alllll can see that he only really talks to you—but at the same time he does that weird ass dad stance where they stand with their arms crossed and legs far apart LMFAOOOOO
darry thinks you’re like…model fine btw.!!!!!
BROOO WHEN YOU LIKE UNCONSCIOUSLY MASSAGE HIS HEAD WHEN YOURE CUTTING IT—HE’S SOO READY TO JUST ASK YOU OUT
darry doesn’t know what it is but goddamn!! you have him in a spell!!
“c’mon—we gotta go to the salon again.”
“….we just went?”
“TWO WEEKS AGO. it’s about time we go AGAIN.”
does in fact work a little extra just so he can see you. he’s that much of a loverboy i fear.
HE DOES ACTUALLY NOT WAIT TO ASK YOU OUT
like, among all the gang, he’s the only one mature enough to actually flirt with you properly & to ask if you’re single.
darry’s fucking down like that.
AWWHHH HE TOTALLY BUYS YOU FLOWERS AS A ‘THANK YOU’ GIFT LOL
flexs his strength around you to prove he’s worthy !!! DARRY LOVEEESSS SHOWING OFF WHEN YOU’RE LOOKING
megara + hercules methink…..
you two probably started hanging out as ‘friends.’ …yeah right!!!!
he’s driving you around as you be his pretty little passenger princess, he’s offering to buy you things when you two are out, etc, etc.
darry might not know how to show that he likes you, but trust me, the second that you look a little too far into his actions—it gets obvious.
like maybe too obvious idk.
Steve Randle
HELLLOOOO??? HE IS TOTALLY SHOWING OFF HIS GYMNASTICS MOVES AROUND YOU
“bro, bro! (yes he’d call you bro. idgaf.) watch what i can do!!😊😊” “wowwww, steve that’s so cool.”
geeks out near you. when you aren’t around the average person would see him and go ‘jesus christ, he literally might beat my ass.’ but when you’re around, they might think, ‘why is that scary looking guy talking about cars and comic books rn??’
you bring out the nerd in him in the best way possible🫶😊 BECAUSE THAT MEANS HE LIKE LIKES YOUUUUUUU
and it’s so obvious to the gang bc wdym steve told you all about DC comics while all they got was a ‘yeah, it’s alright.’ …hm…..
soda NEVER shuts the fuck up and him and his little girlfriend. NEVERRREE
“why’re you so pouty today? y/n ain’t say hi?”
“bro, shut up!”
steals for you and gives them to you all proud like he paid for it LMFAO
tries to be sooo cool around you but the second you bring up the latest batman comic he’s all “OMGOMGOMGOMG IT WAS SOO GOOD!! DID YOU SEE THE-“ he’s a loser what can i say.
dallas totally flirts with you in front of steve just to piss him off LOLLL like when he sees dallas twirling your hair around his finger steve is just all “???🤨🤨😡😡”
and then becomes your knight in shining armour and swoops you away as he glares daggers at dally!!!!<3
Two-bit Mathews
he becomes the funniest man on the planet i’m not joking
he says jokes that anybody and everybody will laugh at. just because he wants to see you laugh at what he says for his delusions
two-bit thinks like ‘she laugh=she likes me’
he’s not the brightest but it’s okay
HE MAKES IT SOOO KNOWN THAT HE LIKES YOU LFMAOOOOOO
“you’re lookin’ pretty? who’s the fella?” / “gee, i didn’t believe when they said they seen an angel walkin’ around until now.” / “well, now you owe me dinner.”
shit like that
two thinks he’s soooo smooth…smh.
DALLAS AND PONYBOY SO BADLY WANTS HIM SHUT THE HELL UP ALREADY ABOUT YOU LMFAOOO
they keep on telling him just to confess already but then two gets all giggly and shy and goes “omg guys noooo🤭🤭🤭🫣🫣”
just coincidentally runs into you everywhere you go!!! (literally has eyes everywhere. he’s weird. he’s odd.)
follows you around like a lost puppy and lowkey kinda gossips. idk.
#2knightt#the outsiders#the outsiders x reader#dallas winston x reader#johnny cade x reader#ponyboy x reader#ponyboy curtis x reader#sodapop x reader#sodapop curtis x reader#steve randle x reader#darry curtis x reader#two bit x reader#two bit mathews x reader
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minghao’s muse
18+
warning~ contains smut, swearing, fingering, eating out,
side note: hey..i know it’s been awhile tee hee i missed you guys too! i thought since it’s october i should feed ya’ll a little smt ;))
“come on y/n! just think about it, if you’re his model then your tuition for college will be paid!” your best friend said frailly her arms around like some maniac on school’s campus. “nuh uh not happening hiem not happening”
you’ve had many jobs like working at mcdonald’s, being a cat sitter, retail, stairbucks etc. basically any job you can imagine just to pay for your college tuition.
(an hour later)
“okay but hear me out, i know it’s nude and you barely kno-“ you quickly shut hiem’s mouth with your hand. “can you not! we’re in a library” you say in a low tone voice so others can’t hear you. you let go “fine. but don’t blame me if you’re in student dept.” hiem says and a few min after she tries casually writing his phone number on your hand thinking you wouldn’t notice.
after the study session with your friend you’re back at your dorm looking on indeed to find yourself a job. “flight attendant? no…a&w? hmm minimum wage!? hell no” you were frustrated so frustrated that you really started to think that calling that art guy wasn’t a bad idea. okay maybe you know a bit about him but they’re mainly rumours. you heard from a girl who heard from a girl that he’s got girlfriends all over the country and he’s a big cheater. sigh i can’t believe i’m doing this you thought to yourself. “hello?” the guy picked up asking in a low monotone voice. you get flustered and start lowkey panicking. “h-hey it’s y/n? my friend hiem said that you needed a..” “a nude model ?” he said nonchalant. you choke up “y-yah! yeah a nude model” you can hear him trying to hold back his laughter. “i’m gonna send you my address come meet me there at..10:00?” “yeah i’ll see u then!”
10:00 pm
“come in y/n i was just setting up some props”. you slowly go inside his loft in awe. you see the back drop and a marble chair in front of a large canvas. “you can change inside the washroom to your left” minghao said with a tiny smile. you can feel your heart racing, i mean minhao is totally your type. tall, artsy, kind of mysterious, and stylish, after you undress you walk out trying to cover your body. “hey i want you to know that if you’re uncomfortable we can pause or you can walk out the door, it’s okay” he said. you nod your head “yeah it’s fine let’s just get this over with”.
he told you to spread your legs and touch yourself while he draws. “m-minghao i-i” you say panting inserting your fingers into your cunt and massaging your boobs. “few min love, i just gotta sketch this out” he smiles. usually when you finger yourself you don’t feel nothing but this time you feel a rush of excitement. is it because he’s drawing you while you finger yourself trying to imagine his hands all over you? moaning into your ears? or is it because he’s staring at you like he’s about to devour you. you arch your back and roll back your eyes “just like that love, wow you look so fucking beautiful” he said sketching out your orgasm. he stops and goes over you cupping your cheeks “however i don’t remember telling you to cum love” he said smiling. next thing you know he’s eating you out, his nose against ur cunt. he’s making laps on your clit while he fingers you. just his fingers are enough for you to make you cum. “oh yeah? you like that hm~” he said going deeper hitting your g-spot. you can see his glasses fog up, his hair messed up and his hard cock rubbing against his denim jeans. “p-please minghao i need you” you say moaning while you grip his hair. “say it” “i-i need your cock!” he hovers over you and lifts you up against a wall. putting one of your legs over his shoulder and unzips his jeans revealing his hard throbbing shaft. he inserts it and lets out a tiny moan. he pushes your waist into him bottoming you out. you feel a rush of pleasure as he pounds you endlessly. you don’t know how many hours it has passed. he’s grabbing your waist, slapping your ass while he hits you from the back, and leaning over telling you “you’re such a good girl for me hm?” “oh yeah you like that don’t you?”. your eyes roll back while your back arches. “i-i’m gonna cum minhao!” you say gripping on minhao’s back. “let it out” he coos giving you a final thrust. your body turns into jello eyes to exhaustion. “oh, u thought we were done?”minghao says giving you a little peck on your cheek before lifting you up again.
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can u write agent 8 x reader again pls 😓 i rlly like ur content
YES I CAN.
I need a break from uni work for a little and omg. lucy by corbon amodio (the "bingo, bingo baby" song) has been STUCK in my head and it reminds me so much of agent 8! it's so her coded! so here we go! i missed you loves so much!
So, here we go! <3
General (Fem) Agent 8 Headcanons!
ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+
MINORS DNI
Warnings: slight mentions of a heated makeout sesh
Okay so, I definitely feel like Eight is the type of girlfriend to sing you the "bingo bingo baby, I love you. ain't that crazy? i want you, i want you, over again :)" part of the song over and over
I feel like in general, she sings to you a lot, usually in the comfort of your shared apartment
Will grab your hands and dance with you back and forth with a big smile on her face
She always knows when to dance with you, too, like
She can pick up on when you're having a bad day and she knows how to approach the situation perfectly
It's probably from her time being an agent, analyzing situations and body language, but she's also just an intuitive person :3
Will force you to get outside and go on walks with her, will point out the funny shapes in the clouds with you and will even buy you ice cream or boba!
Just wants to be with you :') she loves you so much
When it comes to cuddling, this girl is a monster
She will open her arms for you to crawl into, and when she's done wrapping her arms around you??
HEAD KISSES GALOREEE
Absolutely loves kissing you and looking into your eyes
She will cat stare you from across the room, and her pupils literally dilate when looking at you
She really is the "bingo, bingo, baby" audio because she basically is a cat
When you're working on something, say on the couch, she'll just plant her head in your lap and stretch out unbothered with a yawn
"Uh... Eight?" "Hm?" She yawned, closing her eyes happily as she pushed the laptop out of your grasp
"I was working on-" "No.-" She cut off, looking up at you with a pout
"Come on and cuddle." She whined, demanding attention as she snuggled her head into your lap
Eight. LOVES. Cuddling.
I don't need to say it again
This girl will lay her head on you always
On the train, on the couch, out in public
In the mornings when she's really sleepy, she'll even cuddle you from behind and rest her head on your back
In bed, it's heaven
She gets close, right up against you, but sometimes she wants her space
She usually will always have a body part touching you though, cause she just likes to be close to you
She's a little bub
Having dates with Eight is so fun because god forbid it's like turf, say, she gets ultra protective of you whilst also being your biggest fan
Like, during matches, she'll hype you up even if you're on the opposing team and will splat her own teammates (or try to) if they're coming at you
You were getting slammered by a Splatana user, they just wouldn't leave you alone!
Suddenly, from across the map, you hear a loud charge ring out!
Shit! This time she was actually going to splat you!
But the body next to you fell to the ground, and the little spirit floated up with a whine.
You looked back at Eight, who now stood there from behind the bridge hiding spot
She waved to you with a closed mouth smile, her E-Litre perched on the cement top
You had to stop swooning over how cute she looked because you almost got splatted yourself-
Eight could be so clueless sometimes tho, it was hilarious
A turf player was explaining turf to you like you were stupid, and you were clearly uninterested
Looking to Eight, you gave her a look, hoping she'd catch on, but instead, she just smiled at you confused-
Oh, Eight... what are we gonna do with you
After that conversation the best thing she said was, "He smelled like Crusty Sean's van... embarrassing."
Eight's facial expressions are everything omg-
When she dislikes something, she makes it known
But the cutest of them all was when she once saw you <3
The two of you had been apart for a long time due to her work during SO, and she had texted you that she would be coming home soon
You decided to meet her at the entrance to the train station, and you noticed her walking around nonchalantly taking in a new part of the city
Suddenly, she caught a look of you, and she did a double take
Her previously grim expression was now full of joy as she saw you and all of your greatness
See? Y'all, when I'm telling you she loves you... she loves you
She instantly rushed over and hugged you, kissing your cheek a ton as she greeted you
"I missed you so much!" Her voice rang out, happiness in every word
Her accent makes everything cuter omg
When she pronounces certain words, she says them uniquely and it's so cute
You tease her about it sometimes and she doesn't even pay any mind to it, just repeats the word with cute confusion
"And so I was telling him to give me the Octo Snypear (Sniper)." "Heh... Snypear."
"Snypear."
"..." "..."
"Anyways-"
You're not judging her for her accent, you just find it cute that she pronounces certain words a certain way
Surprise, surprise, Eight gets needy
Aside from her wanting to cuddle, there are some days that she comes up to you and just needs a hug
Sometimes her mind gets too foggy and the memories get to be too much, and she just needs you to be there for her
She walked over to you, your smile fading upon seeing her own frown
"Baby, what's wrong?" She didn't say anything, just hugged you and whined softly
Poor baby just needed some comfort and your touch
It's often all she needs
She'll take naps cuddled up on your shoulder, her head resting there as she hugs your torso
Surprisingly, she's not too big on lip kisses, but she does love a good makeout sesh here and there
For the most part, she'll kiss any other part of your body like your hands, your cheeks
But each kiss is fast and repetitive
She just loves you so much, and she shows you
Through her care for you, her kisses, her little favors for you
Need something?
Before you could think of it, she's on it
The best thing about Eight, was that one night, after a bad breakdown for you
You went to take a shower, and when you came out, the towels laid out for you were warm, fresh out the dryer...
This girl took the time to do that for you... she really loves you
Like I said, she loves you, so she's willing to do anything for you, happily
She's your lil bingo bingo baby >:3
#splatoon#splatoon 2#splatoon x reader#splatoon 3#agent 8#agent 8 x reader#female agent 8#splatoon headcanon#splatoon headcanons
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omg please the same james and reader from ur two drunk reader blurbs but w drunk james and he's like "i dont wanna be your friend" cause. u know (unless you have a different idea for them or u think this defeats the purpose idk up to you i love you thanks)
thank you so much for your request, this was perfect! really perfect, it got away from me a little bit <3 the prequels (you don't have to read): 1 2 3
You watch James struggle through a tequila shot with a fond look on your face. Leaning against the cold brick wall of Sirius Black's house, you can smell the comforting wafts of woodsmoke as the outdoor burner putters away, the sticky sweet smell of foxglove that peeks over the tops of his ordinate brown fence, the whispers of James' cologne where it lingers on his jacket. You wrap it tighter around yourself to stave off the cold chill.
James sees this because he sees everything.
"Are you cold?" he calls.
You shake your head vehemently, lying but for a reason. If James knows you're cold, still, even after he's sacrificed his jacket for you, the too-kind boy will insist on going inside or taking you home. He's having a good time for once and you want that to continue. It's also the reason why you refuse the tequila offered to you. You don't want him to have to babysit you, and you've not quite learned moderation yet: you're trying. It's hard. Easier with James.
He gives you a perfect smile, lips stretching over teeth and nose twitching. You're close to the fire, its heart warming your legs. James sits in a garden chair at a table of his friends. It's a tame party with an obvious VIP section that you feel lucky to be included in, though you know it's just because James is sweet on you, not because his friends really like you that much.
Well, maybe they do. This is one of the only times you've been sober enough to tell. Or care.
James seems to be drinking for the both of you as he loses yet another hand of cards. Sirius had proposed the - quite frankly dangerous knowing James' awful poker face - rule of taking a shot each time you lose. James has thrown back one, two, five, you can't remember how many shots. There's a distinct brightness to his eyes. His card skills are deteriorating quickly.
You're in no position to tell him to slow down, so you don't, but his pale friend Remus has your back.
"Mate, stop. Sirius, don't make him have another."
Sirius shrugs. "I's the rules."
"James," Remus starts, then sighs as your dark-haired friend takes another shot. "Alright, you're banned. Go bother your girlfriend."
You blush because you know he means you. James grins wide but then seems to realise he's being kicked out of the game.
"Fuck off, I'm gonna win this one."
A fresh hand is dealt and Remus peaks at James' inquisitively. "No," Remus says, patting James on the shoulder. "You're not." Then, when he makes no move to get up. "Y/N just said she was cold."
James looks to you, betrayed. You look to Remus, betrayed. Remus looks at neither of you, and instead stubs his cigarette out in the ashtray smouldering away in the middle of the circle glass table to take a big swig of beer. He seems smug.
"Smarmy bustard," you mumble to yourself with no real heat, traitorous face quickly transforming as James rounds the table. He's tall, looking down at you all soft-eyes and scolding. "Hi, Jamie."
"You're cold?" he asks.
You sigh, knowing that sooner rather than later, James' bloodstream is going to absorb the exorbitant amount of tequila he has drank, and then you are going to be in a lot of trouble. "Yeah. A bit. Aren't you?" you ask, and your question is sincere, looking over the bulk of his arms curiously and then with too much heat. You feel awful for thinking it, but he has very, very nice arms. He looks like he could pick you up. He looks like he could set you down.
You're knocked from your unholy reverie by his hands, big and hot and kind as they rub up and down your arms. The friction is warming. The proximity is worse, a heat like hell in your chest. He's not looking at you as he says, "I'm warm-blooded."
So am I? You think to yourself.
He smirks as his eyes travel back to your face, though it's quickly gone, turns soft once again. He smiles at you slowly.
"You look very pretty tonight. Have I told you?"
"You might have mentioned it," you murmur bashfully. He'd said it with little fanfare as you got in the car, so earnest it had felt inarguable, "You look stunning."
"Shall I tell you again?"
You put his obvious flirting down to drunkeness and push up off of the wall, hoping for a little bit of space between you so you can regain your balance and wits.
"D'you want to go inside? See if they're playing any good music?" you ask, though they're probably playing the same records they always play here.
James nods like you know he will and you smile your thanks, weaving through potted plants and over cracked paving stones into the house. The patio doors lead into the kitchen, which is busy with Mary and the other girls trying to cook four frozen pizzas on two pizza trays, and a bunch of people you don't know at the table talking rapidly about something you don't follow. James seems more interested and you selfishly grab for his hand to pull him with you into the living room.
He doesn't argue. "Is it me or is the floor soft?" he asks, words bundled together sloppily, fingers tight to the point of aching in your hand. He almost trips over the threshold.
You flex your finger until he eases his grip, looking for somewhere for him to down. There, in the corner of the room, a desk chair. It spins, unfortunately, but James seems to like it.
"There," you say, patting his shoulder with your free hand. He has adamantly refused to let go of the other.
They're playing a Stevie Wonder song. James doesn't know the words so he hums, and you try to think of conversation. Much more difficult when you're not inebriated.
"How're you feeling?" you ask him, leaning down.
He slouches in the chair. "Great!" he says too loudly. "You're not drinking?"
"I'm trying to be less of a burden on you," you tell him, lips barely moving as you confess. You're embarrassed. James seems to take a moment to ingest this. During his silence you fix his hair tentatively, tucking ink black curls behind his ears, marvelling at their almost elfin point. You readjust his glasses as you go, pushing them up his nose carefully.
"There," you say, allowing yourself a quick squeeze of his cheek, a rapid dip into his honeypot eyes. "Good as new."
"You're not a burden on me," James says. You laugh, wondering if this conversation will be two steps back the entire time.
"Thanks, James. But I knew you'd say that."
He frowns, shifting in the chair, chin jutting up almost testily. It's attractive, to say the least, and you're busy soaking up the details of his jaw when he says, "How could you know?"
You're close enough to smell the tang of alcohol on his breath.
"Because you're a good friend," you tell him. You go to straighten your back, stand tall again to join the party. James pulls you back in, hand wrapped into the fabric of his jacket.
"A good friend," he repeats, licking his lips as he looks at yours. You feel a wave of heat wash over you. "Is that all I am?"
You feel terrible, then. "No! Jamie, you're amazing. At everything, I value you for much more than your friendship."
If he were sober you think he might have poked fun at your sappy confession or your nervous disposition. Tipsy James has much less humour.
"What I mean, is: I don't want to be your friend, sweetheart."
Your heart skips. For a split second you think, fuck, fuck, I've fucked it up and he hates me and then something in your brain clicks. Resounding, reverberating, a wave of chills follow. Your arm hairs stand on end.
James is still looking at you seriously, dark, beautiful and somehow formidable.
"James…" you look down at his lap where your joined hands rest. "You're drunk."
"You don't believe me?"
You kind of don't. All his physical signs, his heat, his magnetism and charm, they all might lead you to believe he liked you. The way he's looking at you now might have proven it alone. But he really is intoxicated, and you're not the catch he thinks you are.
"I can't believe you," you say.
"Because I'm drunk."
"Because you're drunk. Because I'm not."
He runs the fabric of his borrowed jacket between his fingers, seemingly eating up the sight of your neck. "I don't follow," he says quietly.
"I'd have to be drunk to believe it. Because it's – ridiculous. Because it doesn't make any sense. I'm sloppy, and stupid, and irresponsible and selfish. You could have any girl you want," you whisper the last sentence pleadingly, hand placating on his shoulder. You feel the corded muscle beneath shift as he sits up.
"I want you," he says, and tries to kiss you.
You hold him away from you. "James, stop."
That one word makes him back off, looking lighter, expression abated by confusion.
"You don't want me?" he asks.
You bite your lip and turn your face to the side, as if searching for something to save you, a friend, a distraction. This side of the room is abandoned, everybody crowds the record player.
You can't think. You don't know what to do.
"James," you say, always his name, always like you were meant to say it. "You don't know what you're saying. What you're doing. And even if I believed that you did, I just saw you drink half a bottle of tequila. It doesn't matter what I want."
His pupils wobble as his eyes move from one side of your face to the other. He seems to deflate, sighing loud, hand falling from your jacket. You're relieved as you stand, taking back a little bit of space. He's still holding your hand.
He lifts them up. "This is okay, though?"
"Yeah. This is okay."
"Sit down?" he asks, rolling the chair back so you can sit on the desk.
You sit. He pinches your fingers, and after a while you feel his soft head of curls rest on your thigh.
"What are you doing?" you ask, hand impulsively coming to card through them.
"Trying to sleep it off," he says into your skin. “S’I can tell you again.”
Your heart stutters. You sort your fingers through his hair for a long time, thighs going numb. He talks to you in fits and starts that you strain to hear until he falls asleep. You keep stroking his hair. You don't know what else to do.
"Oh, sweetheart," you murmur to yourself, taking the glasses from his face carefully. He smiles in his sleep like he's heard you. He has a nice smile.
#james potter fic#james potter#marauders era#marauders#james potter x reader#james potter x y/n#james potter x you#james potter fluff#james potter blurb#james potter drabble
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Mandela catalog texting 🍜
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✨Jonah and Adam✨
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💜Adam: u dyed ur hair again?
💙Jonah: yes
💜Adam: looks ugly
💙Jonah: ur face
💜Adam: what.
💙Jonah: is surprisingly pretty
💜Adam: why'd you compliment me, I just insulted you, are you stupid?
💙Jonah: keep going, I'm enjoying this
💜Adam: freak
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💜Adam: wanna ask if we can go to the library?
💙Jonah: u can ask, u gotta bring ur paper up anyway
💜Adam: Nah
💜Adam: just stay here
💜Adam: what's wrong
💜Adam: did you want something from the service trade people
💜Adam: I have money
💜Adam: I kinda owe you anyway
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💙Jonah: I'm sorry 😭
💙Jonah: I hate to leave man
💙Jonah: *picture didn't send*
💙Jonah: what a bitch
💜Adam: I can't see the picture you sent me
💜Adam: I learned a new spell in DND and fucked shit up
💙Jonah: oh sorry
💙Jonah: that's cool :)
💜Adam: It was fun, I accidentally almost killed Evelin and the guy that sits beside Evelin bc I didn't know how big the attack was and blew up a room
💙Jonah: Jesus
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💙Jonah: hi
💜Adam: hello
💙Jonah: hiiiiiii
💙Jonah: So what all did we have to do in English
💜Adam: Read the thingy online then pick a few questions and answer them, write a paragraph for each question you picked and you need at least 300 words
💙Jonah: oh okay
💜Adam: Should be called "my father tried to kill me with a crocodile" or alligator, I don't know my reptiles
💙Jonah: ok
💙Jonah: I got it
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✨Evelin and Sarah✨
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🌷Evelin: I broke up with him, but we agreed to still be friends bc he does great as a friend just not as a boyfriend
🌺Sarah: Fr?
🌺Sarah: like, you actually ended it?
🌷Evelin: Yeah, let me quote myself, "I wanna be ur friend, not ur girlfriend"
🌷Evelin: And he was like "okay, I think that'll be a bit awkward, but we can do that"
🌺Sarah: u guys might get back together tho
🌺Sarah: i think just a break
🌷Evelin: Nevermind, he doesn't even wanna be friends
🌺Sarah: talking stage
🌺Sarah: type of thing
🌺Sarah: well
🌺Sarah: you still have me and Dave
🌷Evelin: He told me not to talk to him and I told him I'll give him his sweater on Monday and I won't talk to him anymore
🌷Evelin: drama queen much
🌷Evelin: is that mean?
🌺Sarah: wtf
🌷Evelin: maybe
🌺Sarah: nah
🌷Evelin: he can just sit with other Adam
🌷Evelin: they're friends
🌺Sarah: yeah
🌺Sarah: or with Jonah
🌺Sarah: I like my answer better
🌷Evelin: he'd die if he had to sit with Jonah
🌷Evelin: it'd be kinda funny
🌺Sarah: exactly
🌷Evelin: I can't believe he said "don't talk to me" as if he listens to me when I talk to him anyway lol
🌺Sarah: Bro 💀
🌷Evelin: And now he's begging me for a second chance 😭
🌺Sarah: wow
🌺Sarah: that would be more awkward
🌷Evelin: he's just very interesting
🌺Sarah: ur gonna get back with him
🌺Sarah: just give it a week
🌷Evelin: no we are not
🌺Sarah: ok
🌷Evelin: with the way he's being rn I'd rather just not talk to him
🌺Sarah: yeah
🌺Sarah: me too
🌷Evelin: My mother's like "aw why, he wanted to have a job that made a lot of money" and it was funny
🌺Sarah: wow
🌺Sarah: lol
🌷Evelin: I swear she only likes the ppl I'm with if they have money or plan to do something that will make a lot of money 😭
🌷Evelin: She's shallow, she married dad bc he was making a bunch of money at the time lol
🌺Sarah: honestly I don't blame her
🌺Sarah: I would too
🌷Evelin: I agree with her, but, like, damn
🌺Sarah: easy way of living life
🌷Evelin: true
🌷Evelin: He's still going so I was like "but being friends is :("And he was like "and dating me wasn't fun"And I was like "no"
🌺Sarah: damn
🌺Sarah: bold
🌺Sarah: ur right tho
🌺Sarah: He never acted like a boyfriend in front of others therefore that's why Jonah thought me and you were dating
🌺Sarah: little does he know I'm dating someone else
🌷Evelin: ahahahha
🌺Sarah: you should tell him that
🌷Evelin: he just doesn't boyfriend the way you do
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✨Jonah and Adam ✨
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💙Jonah: my mother is arguing with me abt school
💙Jonah: so mean
💜Adam: why
💙Jonah: bc she's mean
💙Jonah: I dunno
💙Jonah: I think she just wants to argue
💙Jonah: such are mothers
💜Adam: makes sense
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💙Jonah: you been talking to Eve?
💜Adam: yeah
💙Jonah: what happened?
💜Adam: I still don't know what she's got going on
💜Adam: kinda just ignoring her rn
💙Jonah: ohh ok
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✨Ruth and Thatcher✨
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🤍Thatcher: I'm thinking abt dying my hair fr, so, I'm taking suggestions for what colour/colours
🤍Thatcher: Like, I'm gonna probably do it later tonight or tmr
🌻Ruth: dark blue
🤍Thatcher: okay :]
🌻Ruth: half blue half black
🌻Ruth: or purple and black
🌻Ruth: blue and purple
🌻Ruth: something with blue or purple
🤍Thatcher: those are Dave's favorite colours :0
🤍Thatcher: haha
🌻Ruth: actually? Never knew that
🤍Thatcher: I have blue, I'd just have to buy purple
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✨Mark and Cesar✨
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🍓Mark: *picture of their mark on their final project (team project)*
🍄Cesar: woohoo
🍄Cesar: 95%
🍓Mark: yeah
🍄Cesar: we're awesome
🍓Mark: I thought the interview was alright though, probably my fault
🍓Mark: you are
🍓Mark: I sucked ass
🍄Cesar: U were fine, but u could tell u weren't completely sure what u were talking about sometimes
🍓Mark: Exactly
🍄Cesar: <3
🍓Mark: you probably still would have maybe not me
🍓Mark: but I'm proud of you
🍓Mark: I wasn't sure abt anything I'm gonna be honest
🍄Cesar: Well, it was more fun bc we worked together, it wouldn't have been the same without u :]
🍓Mark: thank u
🍓Mark: I feel special for once
🍄Cesar: No need to thank me, it's just how I feel :>U pretty much motivated me to get shit done with it hence why I'd get so pissy when things weren't getting done, bc I don't care for my own grades but knowing ur grade could have been bad bc of me it made me actually want to work on it
🍄Cesar: Also, give urself some credit, u did ask Mrs. Buckle the questions, I probably wouldn't have bothered
🍓Mark: I have an 83 in that class, I wasn't worrying much about it, just wanted to get a decent mark out of it. I care about your marks because you're my friend and I wanna graduate all together
🍓Mark: I have patience with you, I don't with most people. Sometimes I lose it but at times I can't take it yk
🍓Mark: I could've worked on it sooner instead of last minute though
🍓Mark: But thank you for doing it for me, you did it for yourself.
🍄Cesar: <3
🍓Mark: love youuu
🍄Cesar: love u toooo
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✨Adam and Sarah✨
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💜Adam: fuck you
🌺Sarah: I though u were being the bigger person and ending the conversation
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💜Adam: I can do the showcase tomorrow btw, unless you're still mad and don't want me there. Then ig you can do it
🌺Sarah: I'm not doing it alone, u better be there
🌺Sarah: My throat hurts to much to speak so if u can be there that'd be great
💜Adam: I'll be there. Are you and eve still mad
🌺Sarah: If ur over it we're over it
💜Adam: I'm over it, I should apologize to Evelin. Im sorry for Thursday with the Jonah thing and for the dance. I just needed Eve at the time and I'm sorry
🌺Sarah: whatever you say.
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✨Adam and Jonah ✨
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💜Adam: hey
💜Adam: you there
💙Jonah: hi
💙Jonah: bus
💙Jonah: on it
💙Jonah: soon
💙Jonah: getting on it
💜Adam: ok
💜Adam: I have a lock with a
💜Adam: key
💙Jonah: okay.
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#Mandela Catalogue#Texting#the mandela catalogue#adam murray#jonah marshall#mark heathcliff#Ceser Torres#cesar torres#thatcher davis#ruth weaver#Dave#sarah heathcliff#tmc evelin
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STAAARRR I NEED UR ADvice . PLZ
ok so theres this concert happening next thursday that i may or may not already have bought tickeys for without asking my parents and my parents are VERY STRICT AND WILL NEVER ALLOW ME TO GO TO A CONCERT AT ALL. ESP AT THE TIME ITSBAT (8-10 PM SO ITS LATE) AND SO . I was being a little devious and thought of some excuses. that it was a dinner conference for my internship which i had to go to bcs i didnt go to the one during the winter. which came off well to my mom but her only response was “ohhj thays late…its ok ur dad can wait outside the venue” UMMMMMMMMMMMmzzzzzzUELP . I did research and the venue is literally ONE HUGE ROOM. LIKE THE EXITS LEAD STRAIGHT TO THE STAGE AND THE FLOOR SO I CANT EVEN BE LIKE “oh there was a concert and a conference happening at the same time” AGH! AND THEN MY FRIEND DID RESEARCH ONLINE THRU GOOGLE IMAGES AND SAW THAT EVEN THO THE VENUE IS INT HE CITY, THERE MIGHT ACTUALLY BE PARKING RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE VENUE BCS OF HOW WIDE THE STREETS ARE. SO MY DAD CANT EVEN WAIT LIKE 5 BLOCKS AWAY IM CRURITKEKEJTKJFKEJ. AND ALSO ITS LIKE…IN THE CITY. WHOSE ACTUALLY DRIVING TO THE CITY PEOPLE USUALLY USE PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION. IM GOING TO SOB. THERES NO GUARANTEE THAT THE STREETS WILL BE FULL OF CARS BCS OF THAT.
so we made another plan. i think she forgot abt the conference for now bcsssaaa i mentioned it sometime last week but like. now my excuse is that my boss gave me a ticket to bring a friend and so im gonna “bring” my girlfriend. and then ill say that my gf has to do smth w her family the next day so its more convenient for her dad to pick us up and drop us off bcs he was gonna come do that anyway.
on monday, my friends and i r literally going to the venue to scout the area out im being so fr 😭😭💀
do u think itll work be honest. im also terrified of even bringing up the “conference” again bcs idk im jist SCARED 😭😭😭 But i wanna go to the concert so bad plslslsl WHAT DONU THINK. I need multipple BRAINS ON THIS. HOW DO I BRING UP THE CONFERENCE AGAIN TO MY MOM
- a very desperate and malding 💫
HELDPXPSOLEKRKRKFMEKRKKTNT THIS STRESSED ME OUT SO BAD JUST READING IT OH MY GOD 😭😭😭😭 idk if you’ve ever seen the movie New York Minute w Mary Kate & Ashley Olsen but this literally sounds like that movie JSKDKLDSKWOEKKRRK ANYWAYS my first thought before I finished even reading this was that you need to get a ride home from ur FRIENDDDD there is literally no way around it I’m almost 100% sure that if your dad waits outside the “conference” for you he’s going to know what’s going on 😭😭 but I think it makes total sense to say that your friend has something the next day so you need to get picked up by your friends’ family! Don’t even phrase it as a suggestion or a question just straight up be like “yeah her parents are picking me up so I’ll let you know when we’re all on the way home” and be as casual about it as possible! Don’t say anything that might invite more questions 😭 AND if worse case scenario you do get caught, just say there was a change of plans (keep it very vague) but don’t pile on more lies, just be mostly honest w them. Like “yeah there was a change of plans so my friends and I opted to go to this event instead but I didn’t think it’d be a big deal because I already told you guys I’d be busy that day” and if they scold you then just let it happen and don’t argue more! Parents just want you to be safe at the end of the day so you can’t blame them too much but also I don’t see an issue going to a concert if you already said you’d be out, I change plans all the time and as long as I get home safely and answer the phone when my parents call they’re usually okay w it. GOOD LUCK BESTIE LMK HOW IT GOES……… also have fun at the concert wtaf that sounds so exciting!!!! Be safe please!!!!! 🩷💘💝💓💞💖💕🫶👼✨
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Midsummers Hookup~Rafe Cameron {Slight Smut}
⚠️Warning: This story does contain some slight smut... {Minors be wandered}⚠️
Y/N'S POV:
You and kie were dreading this midsummers event, it's an event where all the kooks come together and have a big feast of their wealth and brag about their money but you and kie weren't like that... you guys were like pogues but u girls had money yet didn't brag about it.
"Ughh this is gonna be the worst!" Kie groaned in frustration as u look at ur dress it was really short and practically showed ur ass. The worst thing is your moms picked out your outfits so u guys had no say so I'm anything.
"I know I'm dreading all the kooks being there!" U rolled ur eyes and scoffed but there was one kook that has always caught ur eye... Rafe Cameron, kook king and Sarah Cameron's older brother. You and Rafe use to be close yet he had got a girlfriend and stopped talking to u but they recently broke up and he's tried to talk to you and apologize but u aren't letting him. Suddenly yours and kie's mom walks in..
"You guys aren't even ready the event starts in like 30 mins now hurry up get dressed so the hairstylist can do you girls hair!" Your mom frantically says as u and kie look at each other and roll ur eyes.
"I'm gonna look like a stripper in this dress mom! Is that what u want a slut as a daughter?!" U say as ur mom gives u the look and u walk over to ur dress slowly putting it on as kie walks out of the room with her mom to change into her dress.
{This was your dress and ur shoes but if u don't like it u can imagine something else⤵️}
After you finished getting ur dress and heels on u look in the mirror and realize u did look good but u also looked like a slut as well with ur ass poking out the bottom of it as ur mom walks in and squeals
"Omg honey you look so pretty! I can't wait to see ur hair and makeup done!" Your mom says excited as she brings in the hairstylist and makeup artist as u sit in the chair as they get to work as ur mom leaves the room.
{This is your hair and makeup⤵️}
After u get your makeup and hair done u walk out of your room and see kie she looks annoyed as her mom scolds her to be nice when they arrive at the midsummers as u walk over to her.
"You look so pretty kie pope is gonna drop dead when he sees u!" You say as you look at her hair and dress. She smiles and hugs you.
"I could say the same for you! You look drop dead gorgeous but we need to get going!" Kie yells as she grabs ur hand running down the stairs with u behind her as y'all get in the car with ur and kie's mom in the front seat.
"You girls ready?" Your girls moms say as you and kie look at eachother and nod ur head even though u both wanna die.
You girls arrive at the midsummers seeing the beach horse decorated and a bunch of kooks all over the place as kie leave you to go talk to pope as u grab a drink inside and u feel someone's hand snake around ur waist.
"Guess who darling?" You hear rafe's voice say as u turn around and see Rafe smirking down on u as u push his hand off u
"Get the fuck off me Rafe!" You yell at him shoving his hands off u.
"Or what sweetheart? There's nothing u can do that I can't do better you know that why not just get with me? You know I can spoil u baby" Rafe say seductively as he licks his lips as he looks at you and your face burns a red shade.
"Rafe stop I'm not doing this right now." You say shoving him off you and walking outside and seeing JJ passing Sarah a note from JJ as he runs into a Rafe and u run over to prevent them from fighting.
"JJ don't.." you warn him looking at him and telling him to go on somewhere as Rafe calls him names and threatens him.
"Rafe stop why do you always start drama?!" You raise your voice at him and grab his hand yanking him into the boys locker room. "Rafe what the fuck you haven't been here more than 10 mins and you're always starting stuff!" You yell at him as he pushes u into a wall harshly
"Who are you to tell me what to do?" He looks at u angrily as he looks down at u smirking.
"Rafe don't sta-" Your suddenly cut off by Rafe kissing you as pause for a moment shocked before u kiss him back.
"You so sexy in that dress that shows off your ass you know that?" He teases you as he starts to slip ur dress straps off your shoulder as he kisses u again harshly this time.
"I would just hate to rip this dress off u and fuck u against the bare floor that would be such a shame wouldn't it?" He says as he waits for u to answer finally taking ur dress off.
"Rafe please do something!" You beg as Rafe pops one of ur tits in his mouth as u moan out loudly as Rafe swirls his tongue on ur nipple making u moan out once again.
Suddenly someone starts screaming for rafes name it was Sarah you panicked as Rafe looks at u and whispers to u..
"Go to my bedroom up the stairs and to the left make sure to strip naked and wait for me I'll be about 5 minutes okay?" He says as he fixes his suit and walks out winking at you before he leaves..
As soon as he leaves u let out a breath of relief thank god u didn't get caught by Sarah or that would be a drama feast u fix ur dress and sneak out the locker room and head up to his room tonight is definitely gonna be a night your not gonna forget...
🤍Authors note🤍: So how do you guys feel about this one? Let me know and give me some suggestions or request! Anyways let me know in the comments what you prefer!
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AUBREY WATCHES AS8 - EPISODE 8
SPOILERS FOR THE WHOLE ASS EPISODE UNDER THE CUT
thoroughly upset that jinkx monsoon is not one of the available options. or alaska. i think those would have been killer looks
congration to lala! you done it!!
AWWW JESSICA GIVING LALA HER CROWN AND ALEXIS GIVING HER SCEPTER 🥺
oh my god. is jimbo using the motherfucking stool to hold up her boobs
KANDY. KANDY YOU SLY BITCH YOU HAD ME FOOLED 😭
AHAHA NOT THE BONGO BOOBS
ALEXIS WHAT ARE YOU DOING ON THE FLOOR
lala has been so charming. i love her
AHHHH BALONEY GHOST IS BACK <3333
oh my god im excited to see who does trixie
OMIGOSHHH JESSICA AS HER OLD SEASON 2 SISTER <333
OH AND ALEXIS IS DOING HER SEASON 9 SISTER!!
ok i said i was excited to see who does trixie but now im just scared. jimbo if you do big boobs trixie you're literally dead to me.
OH GOD THE SPONGES IN MONET'S BOX
OH MY GOD HELP. I FORGOT ABOUT STANKY THE STARFISH
LMAO. jessica wishes she had big naturals <3
jimbo the himbo. help shes getting so distracted
JIMBO WENT SNORK MIMIMI AWW
im sorry. you're doing AVANT GARDE FACEKINI for TRIXIE MATTEL????????? girlllllll........
RAVEN AND SHANNELLLLLLL HELLOOOOOO
"don't answer that" im DYING
i love jessica getting in touch with all her s2 sisters this episode <33
i can see the mic wire through kandy's tank top LMFAOOO
ok you know what... i admire lala's ambition <3
not kandy with her tatas out and a hole in her padding and everyone being fucking GOOFY
not jimbo killing alexis dead on the floor 😭
i love alexis sitting on the floor. we love a girl who takes some personal Floor Time
omg i can see one of kandy's inflated pigtails in the background of this one shot
oooh lala's wig looks sickening
aww i kinda like the pattern!! i believe in u lala
OH NO SHES STARTING OVER FROM SCRATCH ???
oh my god what kind of weird ass boogie woogie are they doing into the werkroom 😭
THREE DIFFERENT GOWNS?!?!?!?!?!
oh god if lala goes home im gonna be crestfallen.
"omg lemme try it" "nO >:("
i love jimbo but i lowkey hope that she ends up in the bottom just once OOP
omggg lalalexis moment....
oh man i am NOT feeling ru's look this week
brandon who?
AHAHAHA SHE ENDED UP USING THE SPONGE AFTER ALL... THE CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT
jimbo
MOVING ON :)
oh. oh dear. lala is giving mother i'm afraid
oooh i adore the wig but i can see the lace from a mile away... lala noooooo
OOOOOOOOO WERK ALEXISSSSSS WITH THE MOTHERFUCKIN FEATHERSSSS AND THE TULLE TRAINNNNN AND THE BODYODYODY!!!!!!
JAW DROP. JESSICA MOTHERFUCKING WILD YOU SEXY BITCH!!!!!!
THE YASSIFICATION OF YASSICA WILD ✨
"beautifully executed" my nonexistent NUTS. get OUTTA HERE.
get that shit out of my face
god alexis is gorgeous tonight. hope she wins
OH MY GODDDDD YAYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!
no no NOOO NOOOOOOOOOO
okay well i imagine alexis isnt going to pick lala. for one thing it would be a huge backstab AND it would kill any chance of poor alexis getting her crush reciprocated
oh man alexis looks motherfucking snatched. girl those CONTACTS?!?!?!
omg theres so much tulle happening
NICKY DOLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHH
OH MY GOODNESS SHES SO MOTHERFUCKING GORGE
alexis PLEASE win and save ur girlfriend lala <3333
oh god. these boots were made for walking. this better be a good lipsync
this lipsync is so sexy and silly i am LIVING
pls tell me alexis won
OH THANJK GOD. oh i REALLY hope this means lala is safe
oh no not the tear stain on kandys cheek. my heart is breaking
what
WHAT
oh alexis is getting NO pussy. she just fucking blew her shot SO bad
wow they made the dance break extra long this episode
KATYA
KATYA
KATYA
KATYA
KATYA
KATYA
I FUCKING SCREAMED
WHAT
WHAT
HUH
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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the little things ; haikyuu boys
synopsis; the little things he does that show just how much he loves you
pairings; karasuno x reader, aoba johsai x reader, fukurodani x reader, nekoma x reader, shiratorizawa x reader
genre; fluff
warnings; will make u hate being single <3
karasuno ━━
sugawara koshi; whenever your hair gets caught in anything, he’s so gentle yet quick at fixing it. if your hair is long, and you pull a bag or a shirt and your hair gets tucked in, he’ll wordlessly pull it out. if your hair is short and a bracelet or zipper gets caught he just continues whatever he was doing (talking to someone else for e.g.) while helping you out. also always makes sure your hair isn’t bothering you; if you’re leaning over writing something, he’ll always tuck it behind your ear so lovingly ahhh
daichi sawamura; massages. he’s descended from heaven for this purpose only. his hands are rough and like hard on your muscles, but it’s so perfect. he’ll approach you when you’re in school sitting anywhere, from behind, and just knead his hands into your muscles for a few seconds. euphoric. or if you live together, he always greets you with back/shoulder/neck massages in the bathtub hvjkwkd.
nishinoya yuu; always makes you try his food. always. whether it’s with a group of people or just you two, he just goes “hey babe open ur mouth” with this face 😏 bc he’s cheeky, and just shoves a mouthful of food. spoiler alert, it’s always way too hot. but it’s just tradition at this point. he takes a bite of his food, decides if it’s worthy enough for your mouth or not, then just. yeah.
kageyama tobio; buys you a snack whenever he gets his milk. if you’re special special, he’ll buy you your own carton of milk. he goes up to the vending machine and automatically thinks of you when he sees your fave snack, and it’s like mindless at this point he just routinely does it. it still surprises you to this day, even when he’s so nonchalant about it.
tsukishima kei; kisses your forehead. tsukki is not too big on pda, and even privately he’s not very touchy feely either tbh. but just a simple peck on your forehead grounds you, and it’s a small reminder of the fact that despite his outward coldness, he really does love you. he rarely does it in front of others, but sometimes, he’ll indulge both you and him, and settle a small kiss on your temple just randomly.
asahi azumane; anime jesus always has a hair tie/clip carried around for you on his wrist/in his pockets. i mean he’s always needing them, he just stocks up when he starts dating you. somehow he’s always there when you’re frustrated with your hair all over the place what a savior. later on it evolves to him carrying around your scrunchie and yes the boys make fun yes he blushes but no he does not take it off.
tanaka ryunosuke; carries you on his back, or your things, when you’re too tired to walk. whether that be if you’re too tired because of your heels or you’re just lazy, he just loves helping you out what a respectful gentleman. honestly it just becomes that every time he sees you he like barricades over to you so quick and flips you onto his shoulder or spins you around. anyways. walking with tanaka means walking empty handed bc he will never let you carry anything. ( shifts pile of bags on one arm just to hold your hand ).
hinata shoyo; learns hairstyles to try on you. whether it be short hair or long hair, expect his youtube search history to look a lot like “how to make a french braid” or “cute hairstyles for short hair for your cute girlfriend”. he’s always so entranced by you and watches so carefully whenever you do anything on your hair, and he gets do excited whenever you let him try and he gets it right. also !!! a lot of the times you’ll sit between his legs and he’ll just softly card his fingers through your hair or lightly braid it.
yamaguchi tadashi; buys you flowers a lot. he doesn’t overdo it, just so it doesn’t lose its value and worth. but for example, mondays suck ass and he knows how much you hate them, so he always makes sure to either leave a single rose on your desk/in your locker or give it to you himself if he can. it’s so endearing and motivating honestly, and the constant reminder every once in a while is so cute. continues to do it even like 3 years in, which is so fkn sweet honestly.
nekoma ━━
kuroo tetsurō; plans the best dates. seriously. like not one moment spent with him is dull. i don’t think being with kuroo entails a high energy relationship, i just mean that even a walk in the park is fun with him. he also always knows when to plan a fancy dinner and when it’s just something casual. like he always puts in so much effort, gives 120%, for every date with you. is your favorite band/singer/artist in town? he’s got tickets. the weather is amazing? you’re going to the beach. you’re sleep deprived? nap dates. 10/10
kozume kenma; he teaches you how to play his games. the fact that he’s letting you touch the console in itself says enough, but whenever he buys a new one, and learns it thoroughly enough, he will always sit by you and teach you its ways. picture you sitting in his lap while he guides your hands <333 if you’re not a gamer, he’s actually v flattered by the fact you’re willing to sit through this w him. but if you are a gamer, expect daily competitions. oh and if you beat him? you’re dead to him :).
haiba lev; instead of reaching for things that you’re too short for to grab it himself, he just lifts you up lmfao. i mean w the way he teases yaku, i can imagine he’d be v teasing with you as well if you’re even an inch shorter than him. but fret not! it’s all in the name of love. he’s very loving though, and if he sees you struggling he’ll just wordlessly hoist you up from your waist or something. at first it’s terrifying, but later on it just makes you giggle cause he’s like so willing to do it and it’s effortless for him hehe.
yaku morisuke; always makes sure you’re taking care of yourself, but kinda aggressively? lmao anyways. like he’s always “babe have u eaten” and if u say no expect him to start yelling like “what do you mean no??? are you insane???” v dramatic but honestly <333 he’s always texting you after parting ways “did you get home safe” or on weekends where he cant meet you, he’s asking how it was, if you indulged yourself a bit, relaxed. it’s very sweet and he makes sure it’s not overbearing. he just wants his baby to be healthy and happy.
yamamoto taketora; walks on the side with the cars. it’s not a very noticeable thing, but you see it, and you recognize it. he makes sure he’s always walking where cars are speeding by, a hand on the small of your back guiding you away and to the other side of him. it’s the little notions of protectiveness like if he’s driving and stops suddenly, he’ll put a hand out to keep you from lurching forward, he pushes you gently out of the way before you bump into someone. things like that.
aoba johsai ━━
oikawa tōru; he doodles in your notebooks, or on your skin. if you have class with him, and sit next to him, he’ll always be doodling on your notebook like little hearts or stupid, cute things like your initials + his in a heart. or if you’re at a study date together, and you’re focused on your laptop screen, he’ll leave little encouraging messages on your notes for you to notice when you’re revising. sometimes you’ll be sitting with him at lunch or even if you’re out w him and a bunch of other people, and he happens to have a pen. expect a little smiley face on your inner wrist, or a heart plus his initials ( o.t. )
iwaizumi hajime; he helps you take off your make up/takes it off for you. if you’re too sleepy, he’ll just take the products he’s used to seeing you use and start following it step by step after he props you up next to the sink. while he stands between your thighs he just so gently starts rubbing at your skin and washing away the make up. if you’re already asleep, he’ll have to like google the steps oh my god im gonna cry hes so cute. if you don’t necessarily wear make up, then he’ll just help you do your nightly routine, or even your shower routine, like using a body scrub or a face mask or, bruh, even shaving lmfao.
hanamaki takahiro; saves everything you buy/send/make him. i mean everything. has literally over two thousand photos of you, all the polaroids or postcards are saved in a little box he has under his bed. anything you make him (unless it’s edible) he has. if you make him a small embroidery thing he will literally attach it to his sports bag or something. any chain you make him is automatically added to his keychain. that flower crown you made with him on one of your first dates? he still has it. the flowers are dead but the memory loves babyyyy
matsukawa issei; carries extra clothes of his for you to borrow. hey have i mentioned that mattsun is big? 😃 because he is 😃. meaning regardless of your size or height or whatever, his clothes will drown you <3 i see him as preferring more oversized or just loose shirts rather than tight ones, so yk. on you???? if y’all are just hanging out and you even think about being slightly cold — here have five options of mattsun’s clothes to choose from. he always makes sure they smell like him too. it’s self indulgent really, because he loves the way they look on you, and he loves that it leaves a trace of his scent on you. territorial? i think yes.
fukurodani ━━
bokuto kōtarō; always hugs you like it’s the last time he’ll see you. sometimes, even if he doesn’t know it, you need his hugs badly. y’all are gonna try and tell me bokuto doesn’t give the best fkn hugs??? yeah get outta here with that bs. he SO does. he either kneels down and wraps his arms around your waist, picks you up, and spins you around, like he hasn’t seen you in 3 years, or he’ll just wrap his arms around your neck and pull your head to his chest, cradling it, and just sighing like he won’t see you for the next 3 years. his hugs always make you feel so much better, even if you weren’t feeling down to begin with.
akaashi keiji; plays with your hands and caresses them. it’s the delicate feel and gentleness of it all. akaashi’s generally an anxious person, leaving him very fidgety. but once you two get together, and he starts being comfortable with you, expect to find your hand always between the two of his, just fondling with him. he’ll trace random figurines on the back of your hand, or have his fingers ghost over your wrist and up to your fingertips. if his hands are especially shaky, expect him to just grab one of your yours and hold it tightly between the grasp of two of his. it conveys trust, and all you have to do is kiss his knuckles gently and he’s melting.
konoha akinori; he has your reminders app linked with his, and sneaks in small, motivating messages. every once in a while you’ll get a notification from the app that tells you to drink water or have a snack (or text konoha he’s bored and he misses you). also always sends you pictures to distract you from stress. like it could literally just be a picture of him smiling with a thumbs up and you’d just ,,, melt bc you love him so much.
shiratorizawa ━━
ushijima wakatoshi; he has so many plants that are named after you, or your nicknames, and he’s like so gentle with them too. like strokes their petals and speaks to them so softly, the same way he does with you. you’re honestly so curious how he hasn’t run out of names, but he’s just a genius like that. whenever you go over to his place, and he’s bought a new one, he’ll take your hand and guide you to where it’s growing and just be like “look it’s baby y/n” and you just 🥺🥺🥺
semi eita; he has a playlist on his phone, that’s constantly being updated, for you and him to listen to. the first time he showed it to you, you were stargazing and he took out his phone and headphones and was like “i made a playlist for you wanna list” and every part of your body lit up in flames im not joking. now, a lot of the times, you’re coming back home on a train, and your head is on his shoulder and you’re sharing headphones listening to the playlist. when either one of you is driving you’re blasting it (a lot of the playlist is the hsm soundtrack)
satori tendō; tendo reads people so well, and being in a relationship with him means he will read you so well. so a lot of the times, in social situations, he’ll recognize the signs of you wanting to leave, for example, or if someone’s bothering you, he’ll know exactly how to approach it too. this also entails having a lotta inside jokes hehe, and also just like. talking with your eyes. yk that thing. yeah. all you have to do is look at him a certain way, and he just knows exactly what you just said.
goshiki tsutomu; he buys the both of you this small plushie, and whenever you’re missing each other you just. squish it. and he squishes his. he would rather die than let anyone know this, but you’re not too keen on letting anyone know yourself tbh. it’s just this little thing you have, and it means a lot more to you than just this. when he first bought it he was like “look we have matching plushies” and you passed away on the spot ❤️
shirabu kenjirō; loves trying out new recipes with you. he’s not too big on cooking or baking, but there’s just something about doing it with you that really — hits the spot yk. nowadays, whenever he comes across a new recipe on social media that he thinks you’ll like he just automatically sends it to you like with no words no texts just the post and you’re like “OMG CAN WE DO THIS” and he’s like “why else would i send it. yes we can :)” hvskwkeke
end note; thank you sm for the love on my last two posts!! i’m glad you guys enjoyed them sm. if you have any requests, they’re open and i’m happy to deliver, mwah!
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can u do an imagine where dewey is in love with the reader and he try’s to hide it (but doesn’t do it very well) and the reader feels the same but r is in a relationship??
could u use the prompts:
“He treats me well,”
“Good for you,”
“But he’s not you,”
i’d actually rlly love that
word count: 903
warnings: kinda angst, some drunk shenanigans, and cheating 😞 , not edited
a/n: thank u sm august for ur request - ilysm 🙏 AND ALSO THANK U @unordinary-simp (love ur writing btw, i think it’s so cute) AND ANON FOR INSPIRING THE FLASHBACK 😭 SO SORRY BTW IF THE REQUEST WASNT TO UR LIKING 😟
dewey frowned at you as you talked about your boyfriend of two months — something about a date he wanted to take you on. dewey was only half listening. he tried being happy for you but god, whenever he would join your hangouts or when you talked about him, dewey just couldn’t help but get jealous. he’s been in love with you since day one and everyone knew it.
you met dewey at a mutual’s friend birthday party four years ago. you were absolutely sloshed and according to him — he was just a “little” tipsy when he came up to you.
dewey had seen you from across the room, laughing with your head thrown back. even over the loud music, he could swear he could hear your laughter and it sounded like angels singing. so he did what any rational person would do… he ran outside to the nearest bush of flowers he could find and began to pick them, arranging them in an ugly little bouquet of flowers for the prettiest person in woodsboro.
when he came back inside, you were right where he had seen you last except this time there were conveniently less people around, giving him the perfect chance to swoop in. so with a big grin on his face and flowers in hand, dewey introduced himself to you. you laughed at him at first because his bouquet was dropping and mostly grass but you were flattered nonetheless!
“i’m y/n. your flowers… they’re…! they are beautiful!” you giggled and leaned towards dewey, holding onto his arm.
“they‘re for you! i thought you’d like them!” dewey handed the flowers to you and you felt yourself blush a little bit.
“i-i love them. so pretty. very nice arrangement! thank you!” you nodded up at him, smile prominent on your face. the next few hours were a blur to you, only bits and pieces you remembered. however the next morning, you woke up with a pounding in your head and dewey sprawled out on the floor. you had accidentally stepped on his hand while trying to get yourself out of bed and had awoken him with a scream.
he let out a soft sigh and shook his head. he turned to look at you, narrowing his eyes. dewey opened his mouth to say something but then quickly closed it. he thought you wouldn’t notice but he was wrong.
“what? what were you gonna say?” you asked him, eyebrows furrowing. you knew dewey had been holding his thoughts from you for a while now. ever since your boyfriend had come into the picture, actually.
”it wasn’t anything.”
”no — it was something. you’ve been so weird. what the hell is going on with you?” you asked dewey, scooting closer to him.
he hesitated for a moment until finally responding in a low voice, “why do you like him so much?”
you felt your heart stop. your whole body went still as you processed what he asked you. now it was your turn to struggle to find the words to say.
“he treats me well, dewey. that’s good enough for me.” you finally said, however it had come out more as another question rather than an answer.
“and- and he’s funny and he knows what he wants out of life.” you explained further, now staring at your hands as you picked at your nails. everything about this had your stomach churning.
dewey let out a dry laugh, “well good for you then. good for him too, he has an amazing girlfriend. i mean, you’re kinda out of his league.”
“no… he’s great.“ you paused for a few moments, “but he’s not you.” you swore you could just die on the spot as dewey just stared at you, dumbfounded.
“i’m sorry dews, i shouldn’t have said anything.“ you scoot yourself back to your original spot and stared at your hands in your lap. a wave of silence washed over you and dewey. you felt his eyes boring into you, your face turned red. you were ashamed of yourself and so fucking embarrassed. this was never how you planned on telling dewey that you loved him. it wasn’t right.
when you looked back up to meet dewey’s eyes, his gaze softened and said the three words you had longed to hear for years:
“i love you.“
”you do?” he nodded back in response and your vision blurred with tears. you pressed your palms to your eyes as you let out a choked cry.
“i love you too but this — this is so fucked up, dews.” he leaned over to you and rubbed soothing circles on your back.
“yeah. yeah, it is.” despite your guys’ predicament, dewey couldn’t feel a sense of pride in his chest because you loved him. it was probably wrong of him to be happy while you’re confused and angry with yourself but he couldn’t help it. he couldn’t help it when he cupped your cheeks and pulled you into a kiss. he couldn’t help being selfish just this one time. he just wanted to feel a sense of comfort, of being grounded despite feeling like everything was spiralling out of his control in the world outside your living room. cuz’ god, the feeling of your soft, cherry-flavored lips against his, it was the most alive he had ever felt. he never wanted to let that go and neither did you.
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She’s Always There (Paul Lahote x Reader)
Key:
Y/n: Your Name
Y/l/n: Your Last Name
Y/n/n: Your Nickname
Y/e/c: Your Eye Color
Y/h/c: Your Hair Color
Prompt Given To Me By @ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhghhhh.tumblr.com: hey!! so the reason I'm messaging is because I wanted to request something but can't fit it all into an ask lmao. anyways could i please request a Paul Lahote x reader where the reader has been super close to the whole pack for years and has been Paul's imprint but doesn't know it (bc Sam thought it would be best to keep u away from it all) and they decide to finally tell you about being shapeshifters and being Paul's imprint and you're so mad about them not telling u earlier and there's a huge argument and they and Paul tries to calm you down but you say stuff like 'leave me alone' and things like that and it sounds like you're rejecting him/the bond in ur angry breakdown. anyways Paul is heartbroken and can't get out of bed or eat or anything so the guys finally convince you to come back bc they and Paul need you and it's just the reader cuddling with him and getting him out of bed to take a shower and eat and he realizes that you're not going anywhere and it's just like healing the imprint bond? sorry for this WALL of text, I've just had this idea stuck in my head for a while lol. if you don't want to do it, that's completely fine!! thank you for your time ♡
ok so my guy,, bc this fic has been stuck in my head for a bit, some scenes have developed? so idk i hope this isn't too much, but if u do write it, would u be willing to add like some angst to it, obvi, and maybe a scene/part lol where when the reader tries to get him to shower (bc the misinterpreted rejection made him like super depressed and he just felt low about himself) he won't shower, because he doesn't want to come out and the reader is gone. so either they shower together (not smutty just angst&fluff) or she sits like in the bathroom while he showers LOL. and when he feels a bit better, they go down to eat and he's touching some part of her at all times. if this is too much to like,, include then that's a-okay. i just need to get this OUT of my MIND ugh lmao!/!
Reader Gender: Female
Summary: The Reader has been friends with most of the pack members for her whole life. Which is why, after months of silence and strange changes, she was willing to let them back into her life— until she finds out she’s been told lies that leave her in danger, of course. After a big freak out and two weeks of avoiding them, the boys come begging for her help; it turns out that Paul has some wolf-y claim on her, and whatever she said to him has left him worse for wear...
Warnings: Mentions of Depression, Nudity, Angst, and Cursing.
A/n: this is literally like a whole novel I’m so sorry I got carried away. this is kinda based on a lot of fics I read where the imprint has the potential to really hurt people and I named Paul’s dad.
Word Count: 2.9k+
“The legends are real!?”
Y/n Y/l/n hasn’t ever been so disturbed in her entire life.
After weeks of radio silence, Sam Uley’s little ‘gang’, mostly consisting of people she’d known since childhood, had slowly trickled back into her life. What started as a grocery run with Paul or a movie with Jared had turned into big bonfire parties including Jacob Black and his gaggle.
But that was months ago. Months. And now, as she sits by a fire, surrounded on either side by them, they decide to tell her their little secret?
“Y/n.” Sam says as she abruptly stands, eyes stern and hand raised placatingly.
His actions only served to upset her more and her skin bristles with irritation. Sam was acting as if she, a human surrounded by shape shifters, was the unstable one. As if she could do any damage to things built to kill vampires.
“Don’t you dare, Sam.” She clenches her fists, glaring right back at him. “It’s been months- months- and you’re telling me now?”
“It’s not exactly an easy thing to bring up.” He reasons, voice a little less demanding. “We all wanted to be sure that you were ready to know.”
“Ready?!” Y/n laughs mirthlessly, y/e/c eyes wide with disbelief, “When was I supposed to be ready Sam? W-when one of you gored me? When a cold one ripped me apart?”
Her hands shake as she puts them on her forehead, blinking back tears. Growing up all she’d ever heard were stories of humans getting dragged into fights between wolf and vampire, and she couldn’t bring herself to look Emily in the eye because it was suddenly apparent that wolves alone could hurt people too.
It was so bad, whatever happened to Emily, that they said a bear mauled her— Y/n didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
“It’s not like that, Y/n/n.” Embry chimes in, reaching out to grab his friend's arm.
She yanks her body out of the way and gathers her belongings quickly.
“What is it like then, Call?” She holds her bag to her heaving chest, “because it seems to me that you all have the ability to turn into giant, slobbery freaks that are built for killing vampires and, after completely dropping me for weeks, you decided to keep it secret from me for months. Did it even occur to you that I would’ve been better off knowing right off the bat?!”
No one says anything. Eight shifters and two of their girlfriends sit there, just staring at her like she was speaking a different language.
“You know,” Y/n has to clear her throat to steady her wavering voice, “had you guys really been souped-up on drugs like everyone says, maybe I could’ve handled the lying. But my life was clearly potentially in danger, and you let me hang around without saying anything. I- God I don’t want to see you people right now.”
She leaves with that, stepping over logs and storming back down the beach with determination. Faintly over the roar of her heartbeat, she can hear someone scrambling to stand behind her.
“Wait!— shit, sorry-” Paul grunts, jogging to catch up with her- “Y/n-“
With an unusual gentleness, his warm hand wrapped around her forearm. For a moment, deep in the back of her mind, a foreign feeling tells her to stop, to listen; but that small voice is quickly smothered by the rational part of her brain, and she wrenches her arm from his grip.
“Don’t touch me!” She snaps, lowering her voice, “Leave me alone- I need to be alone.”
Paul stands there, dumbstruck, an unreadable look in his eyes as she walks away. And he’d continue to stand there, looking like a kicked puppy long after her retreating form became a blur amongst the darkness of the beach.
“Paul?” Sam is hesitant, hand hovering over the younger boy’s shoulder a minute before he touches him, “You okay?”
Shrugging his leader’s arm off his shoulder, Paul sighs. “No...I...I’m just gonna head home.”
Instead of going in the directions of the cars, the wolf stalks off toward the woods; Emily stands from her seat, wrapping her sweater more around herself as she watches Paul leave. Concern is written all over her features.
“He’ll be fine, Em,” He pulls her in for a hug, “it’ll all work out eventually.”
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Y/n does a good job of avoiding them for a while.
She turns her phone off a few days in and avoids going to First Beach, even when Washington gets a rare, warm summer feel. Books that have sat long forgotten on her shelves get read and TV shows she’s always meant to catch up on get watched; it’s boring and she runs out of options, at one point thinking of dying her hair y/f/c just to spice things up, but it allows her to think. (Or at least it allows this strange little voice in the back of her head to tell her that she needs to go back to them.)
The next time she sees any of the boys is exactly two weeks after the bonfire incident.
She’s curled up on her couch, picking at some of the Clearwaters’ fish fry and barely watching an episode of ANTM, when a fist comes banging down on her door. Turning off the TV, she tiptoes to the window, peeking under the curtain as carefully as she can.
As she expected, Jared Cameron and Embry Call are on her porch, the former standing in front of her door with his hip cocked, the other rooting around in her mother’s plants for something. Cringing, she hopes if she’s quiet enough that they’ll just go away.
Her front door opens within minutes, however, and she realizes her hoping is fruitless.
Should’ve known you can’t hide from wolves, she can’t help but think bitterly.
“Y/n?” Jared calls out through the house, “we know you’re here.”
“Yeah, and you guys should probably move your spare key,” Embry tacks on, flicking the light switch to the living room up, “I've known you forever and it’s still in the same place.”
From her spot by the window, the y/h/c haired girl glares at the two boys, arms crossed over her chest. Embry gives her a lopsided grin and holds the key out to her, his bud plopping down on the couch and pulling her abandoned plate into his lap.
Y/n extends a hand to take the key.
“Has it really been in the same place?” She sounds a little more defeated than she’d like.
“Yeah, it’s always been in your mother’s cornflower pot.”
“That’s...kinda sad.” She wrinkles her nose, pocketing the key with the intention to hide it better later, “but uh, I’ve been ignoring you for two weeks for a reason. Peacefully breaking into my house kinda furthers my need for space.”
Embry scratches the back of his neck.
“Well,” He says, “we need you to come back, man. Paul won’t talk to anyone- Sam doesn’t know if he’s eating, and he won’t even get out of bed for patrol! He needs his imprint-”
“His what?” She cocks her head to the side and Jared snorts from the couch.
“She left before we got there, nimrod,” Jared mocks through a mouthful of food, “she doesn’t know what an imprint is.”
He lets out an indignant “Hey!” as Y/n walks by, snatching her plate back from him on her way to the kitchen. Embry chases after her, a grumpy Jared jumping up from the couch to follow.
“You’re his imprint— you’re basically his soulmate!”
“Really?” She says warily, sealing the fish and putting it back in the fridge.
Both boys nod clumsily.
“You remember a few weeks ago when you saw each other for the first time again and he kinda just stood there like an idiot while you talked?”
“Yeah? Oh!-” She brings her hands up to her mouth, brows furrowed as she recalls.
It was exactly Jared had said. She and Paul had seen one another for the first time in a long time and the minute her y/e/c eyes looked into his, it was like he’d been struck dumb.
Embry gives her an encouraging look, “An imprint is...It's not like love at first sight, really. It's more like… gravity moves… suddenly. It's not the earth holding you here anymore, she does… You become whatever she needs you to be, whether that's a protector, or a lover, or a friend. When you snapped at him last week he thought you were rejecting him….”
A part of her thought about how absurd it was that he knew that whole speech. But the bigger part of her came to a realization that made her stomach churn.
“So he's all depressed… because… of me?” She whispers, leaning back on the counter.
Embry, always a rather sympathetic person, opens his mouth to comfort her, but Jared cuts him off.
“Basically. So are you going to come with us so we can help Paul or are you going to continue being petty?”
In any other circumstance, Y/n probably would’ve thrown something at her for calling her petty. She felt she was completely justified in her actions. A part of her wonders if she can really believe them— they’d spent months lying to her after all. But a larger part thinks about Paul, curled up in his bed, slowly desecrating because he thinks she rejected him.
If it were really all some ploy to get her to listen to them, then she’d at least be the person who chose the well-being of her friend over a petty disagreement.
“I’m coming.” She affirms, pushing herself off the counter, and letting the boys lead her to the car.
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Jared and Embry drop her off in front of the Lahote household. They tell her something but she can’t really hear them over her heartbeat, she doesn’t even know they’re gone until it’s too late to turn back.
Getting into the house wasn’t the hard part. Paul’s father, Cyrus, had been leaving as she arrived, and, after he watched her stare at the house with a fearful expression for a few minutes, he happily let her in. The hard part was willing her legs to take her up the stairs to Paul’s room, and then it was opening his bedroom door.
Y/n has known Paul since they were eight, but she was afraid of him until they were eleven. He wasn’t mean, per se, but his anger made him do mean things; she wasn’t entirely happy with puberty and it’s monthly gifts, but whatever it did to make her suddenly un-afraid of him she was grateful for. But now, standing in front of his bedroom door, she had a nagging fear that Paul would revert to that eight year old boy who threw lunch boxes and twisted arms behind backs until people cried.
The door creaks slightly as she struggles to push it open.
His room is almost completely dark except for the light coming from the hallway behind her. Trash and dirty clothes have formed a compact layer on his bedroom floor, foot sized holes leading up to the twin sized bed in the corner. On the bed, amongst the blankets she’s sure he doesn’t need, is Paul— or at least, a Paul sized lump.
As gross as it is, she’s kind of relieved he’s been eating.
“Paul?” She whispers tentatively, stepping toward the bed.
The lump flinches and turns toward her.
“Y/n?”
If the room and the description of his state weren’t heartbreaking enough, his voice definitely was. Hollow, rough, and small, everything it never was, everything Paul wasn’t.
“Is that you?”
“Yeah...it’s me..”
She carefully steps over to the bed, and Paul slowly sits up, pushing his blankets to the side. There’s a beat of silence as she stands between his legs, his reluctant hands coming to rest on her waist after a minute. Y/n let’s him have another to gather his thoughts.
“You really came…” Tears well up in his eyes and loops his arms around her back.
She runs a hand through his hair. “I did, and I’m so sorry, if I had known—”
Paul nuzzles her stomach, “S’fine, you didn’t know, and you’re here now.”
There’s a sort of cute, euphoria lacing his voice and he’s visibly much more relaxed.
“Just don’t ever say that again…”
“I won’t, I promise.”
She’s surprised when he manhandles her into his lap, but she doesn’t really mind. He’s warm and strangely familiar and something about it just— clicks.
“When was the last time you spent, I dunno, a minute or two out of your room?” Y/n asks softly, y/e/c eyes glancing about the room.
The shifter’s only response is a shrug, too busy nosing around her neck with vigor. When he finds a certain spot, it makes her squeak, and this seems to excite him like a puppy finding out its favorite toy makes noise.
“You need to bathe, eat something substantial,” She intertwines their fingers, “and the...pack...they’re really worried about you— are you even listening to me?”
He looks up at her then and flashes her a sheepish smile, answering her question. Pursing her lips, she pulls his arms from around her.
“C’mon, Paul.” She stands up and takes his hand. “We’re gonna get you cleaned up.”
She moves toward the door, urging him forward, only to be jerked to a stop as he stays put. He looks a little distressed when she turns back to him, brows furrowed, almost like he’s in pain.
“Paul?”
He grunts, jaw clenched as the cogs turn in his head. Y/n cocks her head and reaches out for his other hand. It felt like some sort of supernatural intuition, one she’ll blame on the imprint and ask Emily about later.
“Paul, hon, why won’t you come shower?”
“I’m afraid you'll leave,” He says bashfully, “it’s stupid, I know, but part of me is afraid you’ll leave while I’m in the shower.”
Y/n couldn’t help but feel a little heartbroken at his confession. Paul was part wolf, and part of being part wolf was imprinting— she almost wishes she’d have stayed long enough to listen, or been able to focus as the boys debriefed her on the ride over because only being able to speculate how much she’d actually hurt him was eating her alive. He wouldn’t even shower, something he desperately needed to do, because of what she’d said.
Taking a deep breath, she barely registers the words she’s about to say.
“I’ll wait with you, I’ll sit on the toilet, you’ll see me there.”
And true to her word, Y/n does sit on the toilet while Paul showers, reading the information on soap bottles to distract herself from the fact that he was there next to her, very naked. Occasionally he asks her what she’s doing, and she reads the ingredients out loud to the best of her ability, and he laughs a little— she tries to hide her smile, but she was too happy he was laughing.
She closes her eyes when he gets out, letting him dry himself off and pull on some clean shorts. He throws the wet towel at her when he’s done, eliciting a “Hey!” that makes him laugh again.
Now that he’s clean, the two of them descend into his quiet house. Y/n navigates the kitchen, her wolf attached to her hip and being less than helpful, and makes them both something to eat— he doesn’t do much more than stand behind her, wrapped around her, making her life more difficult.
“I’m so happy you came back.” He says, watching her work.
“I was always going to.” Y/n responds, her voice sure and steady.
They talk as they eat, sitting across from one another at the too big table in the Lahote household. Talk about how this was going to work, admitting feelings that always lingered, and everything in between; she hooks her leg around his, watching him scarf down his meal with a wrinkled nose and fondness glittering in her y/e/c eyes.
He’s...gross...but he’s hers, she’s kind of stuck with him.
A date is planned. An actual date.
Paul promises to take her to the local diner (and to wear a shirt, for once.)
“I’ve been saving up for something like this.”
“Really?”
“Yeah, and you can get that dessert you like.”
Y/n laughs softly, but heat spreads up her neck and settles in her ears and cheeks. It’d been a long time since that had been her favorite food, but it was the thought that counted...
When Cyrus Lahote returns from work later that night his son and the Y/l/n girl are awkwardly situated on his couch— him on his back, snoring, her lying on top of him, face tucked into his neck, also fast asleep. The older man turns off the TV and tosses a blanket over the pair, ascending up the stairs with a smile on his face.
Y/n Y/l/n was trustworthy. She’s always there when Paul is in a rut too big for him to handle...
#paul lahote#paul lahote imagine#paul lahote x reader#twilight wolf pack imagine#twilight wolf pack#twilight fanfiction#eclipse#twilight wolf imagines#embry call#jared cameron#sam uley
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tiktok obsessed || hcs
anon said: Could you please write some some hc’s for izuku mina amjiki and denki with an black SO who loves doing TikTok challenges or who just loves TikTok in general? 🤎🤎
genre: just fluff <3 these cutie pies being cutie pies
he ADORESSS ur little addiction
thinks it’s the cutest thing srsly
whenever he sees you scrolling through your fyp before class he always sits next to you to watch the videos
“ooh—we should do a challenge like that!”
he never asks to be in any tiktoks that you make if you make any but he secretly wants you 🥺
you’d have to reach out to him
“zuku!! wanna do this challenge with me?”
“a c-challenge?” his big eyes would light up and he’d smile so wide his teeth would show. “heck yeah!!”
he’d send you cute tiktoks every now and then
makes diys from tiktok too smh
“dancing in my room... swaying my feet”
u get a little famous on the app because you and your boyfriend are the cutest things ever
SHE LOOOOVES IT
she also has a huge obsession with tiktok so you two are always quoting shit together
you’d probably annoy everyone else with how much you quote shit
entering class and when mina spots aizawa in his sleeping bad, she’s obviously say
“it’s the sleeping during class but getting mad when we do it for me..”
aizawa is just. so confused
y’all obviously do dances together omg
making tiktoks during lunch >>
everyone is SO tired of seeing you two shake your asses
“can you two go one day without being inappropriate?!” iida would literally shout at you 😭
you’d both hit him with the “is it because i’m black?” “is it because i’m pink?”
u two are the two pretty girlfriends
doesn’t know how to react to ur obsession
he has tiktok, but he only gets on it maybe once every few days
so having you be so obsessed with it is weird to him
“the app isn’t that good anyway...” tamaki would mutter, seeing you scroll away for the sixth time that day
“i mean—it all depends on what kind of content you’re getting!” you’d giggle. “i get good content so it’s fun for me~”
you’d eventually have to help him around the app bc he has no idea what he’s doing
he’s the PERFECT boy to use for couple challenges / pranks bc he’s so shy
and your followers love his reactions
you did the “walking in on your bf naked” prank and he froze and started nose bleeding
the comments: “HES SOOOO CUTE PLS” “wish i had a bf that reacted like that smh”
he’s kind of camera shy, so he wouldn’t really be in your videos a lot
but if you asked he would say yes because he wants you happy 🥺
once he finally finds out how to use the app, he’ll binge your content and save a few videos for later 😳
BEST BOY ALSO ADDICTED TO TIKTOK
you two send at least 10 tiktoks to each other EVERY DAY
definitely says “eating a burger with no honey mustard” in bakugo’s ear until the red eyed boy screams so loud at him
DOES THOSE COSPLAY TRENDS
u two sing to each other across class omg
“hey y/n”
“yeah?”
“you should be..”
“😏 i’m not gonna be mercy-“
“should’ve picked MERCYYYYYY”
will drool when you do the buss it challenge
u two are the famous popular pretty couple on tiktok i don’t make the rules
youre ALWAYS in each other’s videos or recording for each other
you find yourself humming songs you found on the app a lot
bakusquad is so annoyed of you two but you’re having so much fun that you could give less of a damn HAHAHA
#bnha x reader#bnha x poc!reader#mha headcanons#mha headcanon#mha x reader#mha#bnha headcanon#bnha headcanons#midoriya headcanons#kaminari headcanons#mina headcanons#ashido headcanons#tamaki headcanons#tamaki x reader#midoriya x reader#kaminari x reader#ashido x reader#izuku x black!reader#kaminari x black reader#tamaki x black reader
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hello! if it's okay can i please request a little levi comfort one shot or headcanons? basically where he helps his s/o through a point in her life where she feels like she isn't good enough for levi or anyone and is just a crying mess in her room? lots of fluff please! thank u so much <3
𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 (𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐀𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬) ♡
text: wow thank you so much sweet anon for your request!!💕💕 i took my time to write this because i wanted it to be special and tried my best so i hope u enjoy this :,) pls send another request if you want to later in the future! ( i like ur ideas-). also sorry this was super late, i was busy with personal things and it got really hard for me to handle which took long ;c
synopsis: you were going through a really hard phase in your life right now. thinking you are not good enough to anyone, and not just anyone but especially your boyfriend, levi. he knows you well, too well, and he knows something is definitely up with you. once he finds out the reason he becomes devastated and comforts you in his own way which you realize it was quite unique and rare.
okay but big warning this is super fluff which will warm your heart (i promise!), and a lil bit of angst I guess🥺💕 enjoy!
He started to pick this up when you did not say ‘love’ back to him and when you started to avoid him, and talk less with him.
He tries to go closer to you and I find Levi trying to find the the right words what to say to you and he struggles to get the chance to hold your hand.
This actually made him upset and I find Levi a guy who later goes back and reflects everything he might have done to upset his girlfriend.
And this is canon, because Isayama stated the scene with rod, when Eren stopped as soon as he said that ‘comment’ when Levi was behind him, this made Levi think that had to mean this is how Eren and probably the others sees him. So when you slowly started to avoid him or not reply to him, this made him sad and he HAD to find out how to comfort u! sure he got upset but he wont sit down and do nothing.
It hurts his heart, because you are his lover.
But one day, he entered your bedroom and saw you crying your eyes out. Holding on to yourself as you sat down on the edge of your bedroom, sobbing. This shocked him, and his eyes would be wide open.
Since he shows a lot with actions, when he sees you crying, he goes and sits next to you and starts to rub from the nape of your neck and going down to your back slowly, showing that he is trying to calm down your sobbings and that he is here for you. “Let it out love, you have been strong for too long so don't hold back your tears.” Levi would say as you started to calm down. His heart would hurt and be in pain as he sees his lover cry, he wanted to help but he knew that it was always good to let it out first and wait till you are ready.
He then would mention all the times you were so nice, great and the many things you have done for him and others (just to cheer you up a bit) that y/n never even acknowledged. “D-Did I do that? I can’t seem to remember...” You would say as you wipe your tears with your fingers, Levi would sigh and give you a small smile, “You cant be forgetting that? that's why you mean a lot to me.” as he ruffled your hair.
He would go on and say that if you had close friends, family, etc and then including himself, there were people who care and love you. “And, you know I am always rooting for you to pull though whatever phase you are going through. I want you...to feel happy again, Y/N.” He would say quietly and softly rub your hands while looking at your E/C eyes, he was also clearly blushing and he tried his best not to stutter (cause that's how he is when he has a heart to heart conversation with you and he wants you to feel his warmth and love through his words)
“Whenever your ready to tell me either tomorrow or in a couple of days, that is fine but just know...I'm here.” Levi would say and hug your chest so lovely, you finally calmed down and decided to tell him what was bothering you.
Y/N: “It’s just....I feel like am”
Levi: “Like?”
Levi would patiently wait for your response and still looking at your eyes waiting for your answer as he was holding your face with both of this hands. “Like I’m not enough for....you” you looked away and pulled your face away from his face.
He was looking at you with a hurtful look on his face. Levi feels bad actually that you been thinking like this around him this whole time. “I thought I made u feel somehow special, cause you make me feel like that.”
He moved away and was by your side, he touched your hand and was pulling your fingers that was on the bed. “I’m sorry you were feeling like this. But, what is enough to begin with? Isn’t just being who you are...the good, kind, badass and lovely person you are is enough instead? To be good is enough, and I value that about you..”
“Levi….Love.” You say as you hiccup from your tears. That signaled him to go near you, so he got a chair and brought that in front of you as you were sitting on the edge of the bed and he held your hands softly and carefully while brining his handkerchief to wipe your tears that was running down your cheeks. “You know…I don’t think there was a day I did not think of you or did not love you. I cant even think of a day where I wasn't....and instead the days you weren’t by my side my mind was just filled with you.”
He does small affections and talks from the bottom of his heart while looking at you filled with love, and it was only to you and that meant a lot. He wouldn’t even do this to anyone as he doesn’t let anyone see this side of him but y/n, he cherishes this relationship so much.
He starts to take this opportunity to compliment you when he was longing to do that but, never knew how and when cause he was really nervous. He starts to talk how pretty your eyes, scars, hair, lips, body and so on is.
As he is complimenting you, go would go near you and towards your shoulders to leave some kisses there while he would brush your hair with his slender fingers smoothly “Is this okay?”. He wants to know if what he is doing is making you feel calm so he would continue if you nodded. He then whispers to your ear as he closes his eyes, “do you feel my love?”
He will encourage your self-care and confidence, because he really wants the best for you and realize how amazing you are!
“You know, I would be a fool to leave you alone tonight. I promised you that I will do everything in my power to help you once we got together to make us happy, Hm? So let me remind you tonight how special and enough you are to me..”
He would hold each of your finger one by one and stating every reason how much you mean to him “...even your fingers cant match up to the many reasons why you mean a lot to me.” Levi said with a soft chuckle and you started to blush.
After you and Levi spent a long time together, you both laid down on your bed and y/n slept first which gave Levi the chance to stare at your beautiful face this whole night. He loves it when you sleep next to him as he held you with his strong muscular arms, because this makes him at ease and at peace, he loved your presence it was magical to him.
After that long evening, he doesn't stop to show you his love and how much he thinks of you so he leaves you flowers on your bed whenever he goes out on a mission or even to wall sina/rose and you find that so pure. I see Levi actually doing this for his s/o as he tries to make up for his lack of words(cause he is kind of awkward with romantic words but that is only because he loves u deeply!!) he leaves u these flowers and you collect them all in a vase and that makes him wanna get you more.
Your presence meant the world to him, and Levi does not just pick ‘anyone’ to be his significant other and he felt such a lucky man to find you instead. This guy really loved his girlfriend, y/n.
Levi starts to interlock your pinky, he took this chance to finally overcome his awkwardness and shyness and he would do it anywhere.
Whenever you guys go out to buy something Levi would not let you leave the shop until you pick something. “Go on then, pick what you like.”
If you ask him literally ANYTHING, he is more than happy to try his best to help you and if he might not be able to, he will get others that will help you. In the end of the day you are gonna get that help.
When you both clean and you are both alone while the others went off to clean the other places, he would go behind you and hug you tightly around your waist and breathe in “you smell nice love, and you look nice.” And he would give you a long and soft kiss on the nape of your neck. No one would even believe you if you tell them that he is now recently doing this, but that just shows how special, important and enough you are to him and not anyone can see this side but you ❤️
He actually goes out and look for you one evening and he takes you to a nice spot in the cliff and u guys star gaze together?? I really see Levi doing this to cheer up his significant other and he would make his move later on by putting his hand around your waist and would give you kisses on your cheek under the moonlight. “Wow, it’s a beautiful night sky” his girlfriend would say looking up with finally a smile on her, this made Levi extremely happy inside. “It sure is, love.” Looking at you instead of the night sky with his soft smile that warmed your heart. It made your mind race. You were the only one who made him feel like this and even smile. You were more than enough to him.
Y/N: “Can we stay a little bit longer?”
Levi: “Little? Tch, I don't mind all night for you.” He would say while looking away to hide his face cause he was being nervous and he knew his face was red now!
He likes to watch your face reactions and expressions to any of his tea he would make for you or some snacks he would buy for you, and he finds it so cute. It was another of many ways to show his affection towards you.
Things happen for a reason right? and this made you see more of Levi and your bond with him was now stronger than ever.
Now, whenever you feel sad or want to cry, you now realize you have a shoulder to cry on and it was your amazing boyfriend, Levi.
He is literally more than ready to drop everything and give you one big embrace. “Darling, just know I am deeply in love with you. And I’m here to help, I mean what are partners for, Hm?”
Like how he is always here to save you, have your back, support you, he will surely do anything else for you.
i hope you liked this anon and you are able to see this post c: <3 and if anyone else perhaps enjoyed it please leave a like or a reblog! I would appreciate it a lot <3 thanks again everyone :,)
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HELLO i’m back and i’m bringing some more concepts (sorry in advance if i repeat some btw 😭)
- ok so like imagine if yall went to a concert and like he would be DANCING SO HARD and u would basically whisper-shout bc it’s loud (lol) what the artist/band is doing on stage to him… he would be so grateful for that ????
- omg also can we PLS imagine him as a dad to be trying his veryyyy best to build a crib and like help decorate the room??? trips to ikea!!! and harry feeling material on blankets to see which is best for his bubba!
- speaking to dad to be harry… HIM AT A ULTRASOUND appointment!!!! y/n would count all the babies toes for him!!!!!!! and he would so sob when he finds out the gender 🥰 and would be holding ur hand so hand bc he’s so lucky ????
- ok wait this is a but random but i can imagine him being a best man one day for like his best friends wedding and you would whisper in his ear that he looked beautiful ( him with his suit and colourful tie HE picked out 🥲) and he would blush like crazy… also would defo dance with you all dance night… conga? yeah. chicken dance thing? he’s doing that for an hour straight… and hearing ur laugh?? hes DEAD.
- alsooooo night routines would be so cuteee!! he can hear you taking ur makeup off and would go to the counter of ur bathroom and sleepily ask if you could do his moisturiser or something… or he would sit on the counter and wait for you, ask abt ur day, would get some snacks for ur night movie or something. but random but hey ho!
- small dates are a must btw!!! walk on the pier? yup! just harry feeling the wind on this face makes him so happy! and he doesn’t feel self conscious around you or anything… and if someone gave him a funny look you would be SO close to punching them in the damnnn face!! he’s very lucky to have u lol
sorry if these are bad! it’s evening in the uk so i’m tired lol. watch me come back tomorrow 💞 have a lovely day and hope u like these lol!!!!!! xxx
NO THESE ARE SO GOOD OH MY GOD
I NEED TO TAKE A WHILE TO RESPOND TO ALL OF THEM AND WRITE A GOOD CHUNK FOR ALL OF THEM SO I WILL EDIT THIS LATER AND TAG YOU ONCE I RESPOND TO IT ALLLLL!!!! 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍 THANK YOU SO MUCH 🥺
Okay they are done babyyyy @sunflowerstyles-6
Concert:
“oh my god, Harry he just fell!” Y/n giggles, watching the concert they caught at last minute. They didn’t even really know the band but they have heard a few songs and the band wasn’t very well known so pit tickets were pretty cheap. “What?!” Harry asks, stilling his dance moves and snapping his head toward his girlfriend. Y/n laughs loudly, “He almost fell off of the stage!” Y/n giggles, clinging to Harry. “Is he okay?!”
y/n nods, kissing harrys cheek. “Keep on dancing, baby! I want to get some videos of you!” Y/n yells over the music, pulling away from his and stepping back to take videos of his crazy head banging and jumping.
Building a crib:
“Honey, it’s okay. I can get someone else to build it.” Y/n says, rubbing her eight month bump while standing in the nursery that belongs to their second baby. “Hush, lovie. I’ve got this. Just let me take my time.” He says, growing frustrated with his pregnant wife but he still kept a smile on his face while talking to her.
“Okayyy, I’m going to watch ******. Yell for me if you need us.” She says, letting her man do what he needed to do.
Soon enough Harry yells her name, Y/n was selling up the stairs with their first born. She smiles while she leans against the door frame, breathless from hauling her big belly up the stairs. “You did it, baby.” She smiles, patting his cheek. “So proud of you.”
Yeah… you guys don’t get to know the name until a blurb comes out 😎 me also using they/ them pronouns so you don’t know the gender yet HAHAHAH
Ultrasound:
“Bubby, stay on my lap.” Harry whispers to his baby, hugging them while their mummy gets an ultrasound. “Okay… one second and I’ll be able to tell you the sex!” The woman standing in pink scrubs smiles, rubbing the wand over Y/n’s swollen belly.
“Okay, you’ve got a (YOU WISH YOU KNEW HAHAHAHA) in your belly!” The kind lady announces with a warm, excited smile on her face. Y/n jaw drop while Harry and ****** squeal. “ANOTHER?” Y/n cries, making Harry giggle. “Hush, you are gonna love it, baby.”
Best man:
“Don’t be nervous, silly.” Y/n giggles to her fiancé while she fixes his bow tie. They were at Harry’s best friends wedding. Mitch and Sarah had gotten engaged just a couple months before Harry and Y/n had, Harry now being his best man and Mitch going to their wedding as harrys best man.
“Hush it! I’ve got to walk in-front of all of those people.” Harry whisper yells, pointing to the door where people are slowly trickling in behind.
“Baby.” Y/n says, grabbing his face and looking straight into his eyes- he can instantly senses the eye contact and it makes his cheeks burn. “You look fucking beautiful. You are a dream. After the ceremony is over we are gonna go dance out asses off, and have the time of our lives. You aren’t Gonna have a worry in your mind so don’t get worked up now.” She says, hushing him with a firm kiss to his lips before he can even speak. “Thank you,” he cups her jaw. “I needed that.”
Soon enough Harry is screaming at the top of his lungs while doing the cha-cha slide- his suit jacket slipped off and shirt almost completely unbuttoned.
Night routine:
“Are y’ taking off your makeup, beautiful?” Harry asks from the bed, his voice tired and croaky. Y/n nods from the sink in the bathroom- “yup!” Harry groans, rubbing over his face. “Come take mine off, beauty.”
Y/n laughs at her husband, rolling her eyes while she pats her face dry with a towel. “Baby, you don’t wear makeup!” She yells back, stepping into the door way between their bathroom and bedroom. “Yeah but… come make me pretty. Wanna talk to you.” Y/n rolls her eyes but grabs a sheet mask and other things to doll up her husband nonetheless.
“You don’t need this, you’re pretty enough.” She says, swinging a leg over him and straddling his hips while he relaxes his head down into his pillow while she slides the slimy mask onto his face. “Yeah, yeah. How was your day?”
“It was fine, ****** was a little crazy today, but they went down so good for me during nap time.” Y/n hums. Harry smiles, “good.”
“How the company going?” Y/n giggles on-top of her husband, watching him lips form back into a smile. “It was good, sales are still going up!”
“Was it a good day?”
“Never when I’m away from you.”
Small date- at the fair!:
“No, H, come on! Give me a pretty face.” Y/n giggles, trying to take a Polaroid of him while he makes silly faces, pulling at his cheeks and lips to make himself look crazy. “Okay, okay, I swear. This one I will smile.” Harry makes a pretty face, closing his eyes while he smiles, pulling up his shoulders shyly while he does it. “Awe, you are so pretty.” Y/n coos at her fiancé,. Pulling up the camera to her eye.
As soon as the photo is shot harry is switching poses and shoving his corn dog into his mouth like a mad man. “Damn it Harry!” Y/n yells at her fiancé, making her erupt into giggles, almost making himself fall on the ground.
OKAYYY THATS ALL I HAVE :)
I realized that I spoiled that part about Harry eventually starting his own company… at least you don’t know what the company is 😭
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requested by anonymous: “could u pls write a story abt spending ur birthday with vanessa?”
pairing: Vanessa (in the heights) x fem!reader
words: 1.4k+
A/N - this is not as fluffy as you probably expected. I just never write happy stories that involve birthdays, it’s cute at the end though
the bright, early morning sun peeked through the blinds as you slowly open your eyes to find the space beside you vacant. evidence of your girlfriend was there but she was nowhere to be found. the apartment felt eerily quiet. had she already left for work? what time was it? normally she'd at least say goodbye first. what a way to start the day. the rattle of the elevated train shakes throughout the apartment as it zooms past the window. you let out a heavy sigh. today was gonna be a very long day.
"happy birthday!" an excited voice as the bed dips suddenly bouncing you against the mattress. Vanessa wears a bright smile and in her hand was a ceramic white bowl.
"thank you," With both hands against the bed, you push yourself upright. full of fresh berries, Vanessa offers up the bowl but not without stealing one or two first.
"I gotta get to work but you can sleep more if you want," odd offer. you rarely spent time here without her. it was her apartment so you didn't really have a reason to plus that train can be awful annoying sometimes... most of the time. "do whatever but if you plan on goin home just come by the salon with the key, yeah?" a gentle kiss bestowed upon your forehead. a simple nod to confirm you understood the instructions and Vanessa was rushing out the bedroom, only to reappear a mere moment later. "you gonna be alright?"
"Why wouldn't I be?"
Unspoken words hang in the air as Vanessa keeps her eyes trained in on you; her feelings left unclear by her quick shrug before rushing out the door. you hear the door click this time. your smile fades into the silence, glancing down at the fruit. picking up a berry, you toss it into your mouth then place it off to the side. a heavy feeling twists at your stomach and pulls at your tear ducts. it was a complicated feeling. you didn't exactly have a reason for it but seeing your birthday as a day of celebration was also difficult. every year felt like it came with a personal checklist of life achievements. career milestones. marriage. babies. fitness goals. buying property. it was like a reminder that you were so far behind other people your age but then again, you weren't even sure what you wanted in life. following such a linear path seemed so trivial in the grand scheme of things. there was no guarantee of happiness or fulfilment but rather they were just the milestones of life everyone was expected to want. all you had was a dead-end job and your developing relationship with Vanessa. She made you happy, you weren't denying that. but did your whole life just equate to settling down with her? dark clouds hung low in your mind. how to spend this oh so special occasion? you could go out? you didn't have a lot of friends so it wasn't like you weren't used to doing things alone. today, however, the thought of doing anything just seemed... pathetic. like a strong reminder of how isolated you truly were. in the end, you decide against going out. decide against going home. you would merely entertain yourself until Vanessa returns. it was strange being in her apartment without her. you focus on her atrociously messy desk. paper, pens, cutouts scattered everywhere. getting out of bed, you take a closer look at the designs pinned to the wall. it was rather selfish but often your cloud of insecurity blinds you from the thought of Vanessa's dreams. you pull one of the designs down. simply but elegant and coloured in a metallic silvery-blue it looked like an evening gown. you had discussed her desperation and desire to leave Washington heights. you knew all too well that she wanted to be a fashion designer and there was nothing you wanted for her more than for her to achieve her dreams. but where do you fit into all of that?
The sun is long gone by the time Vanessa finally arrives home. "you decided to stick around then."
"guess so," you shrug, glancing towards her. she drops a plastic bag or two on the kitchen counter. "I can leave if you want?"
"no- no, I'm glad you're still here," Vanessa quickly responds, breezing right past you towards the bedroom. "so... what did you do today?"
"nothing,"
"for real?" she calls out. "you didn't do anything for your birthday?"
"didn't feel up to it,"
"I knew I shouldn't have left you here alone," was that sympathy or pity in her voice? they sounded similar.
"it's fine,"
"no, it's not," your girlfriend huffs. "I feel bad,"
"don't need the pity, nessa." Vanessa reappears from the bedroom dressed in nothing but a long t-shirt. "isn't that mine?"
"probably," a quick shrug as she looks over herself, "I just... you could have come to the salon or something."
"it's not a big deal," you insist. "it's all good."
"you should care more," she replies, "and we're gonna finish it off right,"
"what does that even mean?" your brows furrow, eyes following the other woman to the kitchen area. "have you eaten?"
"Nah- thought I'd wait for you," truth be told you just didn't feel like cooking but a little white lie never hurt anyone. plus it sounded sweeter to think you waited just so you could eat together.
"Great," the woman spins on her heel and from her hand dangles a white plastic bag that explained the tantalising aroma that had enveloped the apartment. "because I brought take out."
"What kind?"
"Chinese," Proud words accompanied by a knowing smirk. "your favourite."
"you know me well," jumping up, you join Vanessa at the kitchen counter. she's unloading different cartons of food. a quick kiss is placed on her cheek as you grab the cutlery. nothing beats a little Chinese food after a long day
with dinner done and dusted, Vanessa tasks you with taking out the trash despite your protest. it was your birthday you shouldn't have to do it but there was no convincing your very stubborn girlfriend. marching all the way down the stairs of her apartment building; the elevator was once again, broken. it conveniently always seemed to be out of order when you wanted to use it. a slow climb back up, you arrive back to a very dark apartment. "power out or...?" that didn't make any sense. the lights in the hallway were clearly still on. the roar of the train brings with it a warm flicker of candlelight in the corner of the kitchen.
"happy birthday to you," her quiet melodic voice starts to sing as she turns slowly. in Vanessa's hand sits a cupcake with a single pink candle expertly placed in the centre. "happy birthday to you," slow careful steps closer, her hand shielding the flame. "happy birthday dear-"
"do we have to do this?"
"yes," she declared finishing off the song as she meets you in the middle. it's hard not to appreciate the cheesy gesture, an embarrassed smile settling on your lips. "now make a wish." taking a deep breath, you let your eyes flutter closed before blowing out the fire. handing over the cake, you swipe a little of the white frosting on the tip of your finger and into your mouth. sugary sweet. "how is it?"
"want a taste?" a playful quirk of your brow, you place the cupcake on the counter and pull Vanessa flush against you. her hands fall to your hips and you place your arms over her shoulders. "well?"
your girlfriend nods a little, keeping her eyes on yours. leaning in slowly, you connect your lips in a gentle embrace. Vanessa smiles into the kiss. " Feliz cumpleaños, cariño." whispered against your lips. "sorry for not doing more."
"don't be," you shrug a little. "this was enough. you are enough."
looking into her eyes and even in the darkness, you can tell she's holding something back. some comment or feeling. it's the same with you. despite your words, that heavy feeling still burned in your chest. a lost, empty feeling that may never truly leave but you didn't want to have that conversation. "let's go to bed."
backing away from her, visible confusion crosses your face. "it's only like... ten?"
"exactly," Vanessa takes your hand, a smirk on her lips.
"what about my cupcake?"
"what about it?" A soft little giggle but you don't protest as she leads you towards the bedroom.
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a/n: feeding u children w a lil somethin before i put out pt 6 of afl and another frat!buck piece! sorry i've been a lil mia, i was very much so having a crisis bc someone i see everyday got covid (dw i'm vaxxed & neg tho!) so now all my friends are in qtine :( anyways, without firther ado... here is high!frat!bucky! this is your content warning that drugs such as marijuana is a heavy theme in this piece, and so is sex (penetrative). if this makes you uncomfy (or if ur a minor), please tap off! love, ali xoxo
wc: 1.3k words
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Listen, it hadn't been your idea to take these edibles. But you and Bucky were enjoying a rare night in. No party, no obnoxious friends to bother you two. Your roommate had decided she would be spending the weekend at her boyfriend's place, so what better time than the present?
Your apartment is lit by the dim glow of a few lamps and smaller lights scattered, but the aura is calm and relaxed.
You've only gotten high a few times from your time in college, but year two is coming to a close and you've never been high with Bucky.
He does smoke occasionally, and you usually have to take care of his aloof messes during his little stints with Sam and Tony.
"Okay, so you're just gonna have a few of these candies, or I have a brownie. Up to you, sweetheart." Bucky lets you choose your edible of choice, and he eats whatever you didn't want.
You're sitting practically in his lap, and while your movie is playing, but it's becoming harder and harder for you to focus on the actual plot.
"Babe, I barely feel anything. Should I eat some more?" You begin, but as you lean forward out of his hold, your body catches up with your mind.
"Woah, nevermind. Don't need any more." You snuggle back into his arms and look up at him.
Bucky's looking back down at you with a dopey grin, no doubt from the weed coursing through his system right now. But you're also way too far gone to notice anything.
"I love you so much, Y/N." He all but mumbles. Bucky's mouth is practically on yours.
"Baby, I love you too. More than you know." You respond, and you feel yourself falling deeper and deeper into the pit of your intoxication. All you can see is the slight red swirled with the blue of his eyes, and you can't even look away for a second.
"Out of all the girlfriends I've had, you're my favorite." He says, and you shake with laughter.
A snort escapes from you, which triggers a laugh from Bucky.
"Way to," you wheeze, "way to make a girl feel special, baby." You can't keep in your giggles, and when Bucky tries to stand up while still picking you up, you're convinced you're going to wet your pants.
"You're gonna drop me!" You drag out the last word, but Bucky's soon placing you down on the kitchen counter.
"'M hungry." You state, pouting like a child.
"I know, doll. 'S why I brought your cute ass in here. Without droppin' ya." Bucky emphasizes his last words, and you both let out a big laugh.
"I was kidding, babe." You fake pout, your lips jutted out. Bucky leans over your frame with hands on both sides of your thighs and gives you a quick peck. He reaches into the cabinet behind your head to open, instead hitting your head with it.
"Ow! Baby, what the hell?" You're now both doubled over in laughter, your hand holding onto your head.
"S-Sorry, sweetheart. Was tryin' ta get the chips, but-" Bucky's laugh cuts off the rest of his defense, and you can't help but keep giggling with him.
His head is rested on your shoulder, the both of you still laughing while he feeds you said chips.
After a few minutes, you look at him in silence.
"Water, please, baby?" You ask with the sweetest face you could muster at the moment, and Bucky's already filling you up a glass.
"Ah, thank you, baby. Love you so much." You repeat to him again. Bucky had remembered you telling him about how you were an affectionate person while high, and it was definitely showing right now.
"Love ya more, sweetheart. Couldn't love anyone as much as I love you." He replies.
"No one? Not even Steve?" You ask, letting a chortle out.
"Hey, that's not fair, he's like my brother." He pouts, and now it's your turn to kiss it away.
"I know, lovie." You smile. Your hand is stroking his face and his hair, relishing in his beautiful, soft hair.
"Your hair is so soft. How do you get it this soft?"
"Babe, you ask me this every time you touch my hair. You bought me my conditioner." Bucky rolls his eyes in fake annoyance, and leans in to kiss you again.
As his mouth is molding against yours, you feel nothing short of floating. The air around you doesn't exist, nothing does; except for your perfect boyfriend who's kissing you right now with everything he has in him.
"Mm, baby, bed?" He asks between kisses, and you just respond with a fervent nod.
He hoists you up once again, and you're laughing, again.
"Don't drop me." You echo your previous words in a singsong voice.
In a moment's notice, Bucky's already pushed you into two walls before dropping you on your bed.
"You have horrible high coordination." You're both laughing as he climbs on top of you and kisses down your neck.
"Hey, hey, I gotcha here in one piece, right?" He defends himself, and you laugh in response.
He's working on removing your shorts and sweatshirt, which is already a large task. Bucky's hands get tangled in your lacy underwear, which you found to be the most hilarious thing ever at the moment.
"Baby, it- it's not funnnyyyy." Bucky's giggling gets you laughing even harder, but eventually, you're both naked.
"Condom?" He asks, your neck being littered with bruises.
"Mm, nightstand." You point, and he fumbles for a bit and lets his body drop onto yours.
"B- Bucky," you all but yell and howl.
"One sec!" He's up and rolling the condom onto his hard length, which he's also having trouble with.
"Don't laugh at me!" His indignation is clear when you put the back of your hand over you mouth to suppress the laugh.
"Just, get over here."
Bucky's frame is on top of you again, but now you're way too excited to think any further.
"You want it, baby? Yeah? Use your words for me." He tells you, and you feel a rush of wetness between your thighs.
"P-Please, baby, want you inside of me." You tell him, and all you can hear is a groan from him. He gently slides inside of you, and you feel like your mind is about to explode.
"Oh, oh my God!" You let out a moan at the feeling of the slow, deep stroked that Bucky's taking.
"Thas' my girl, makin' me feel so damn good," Bucky's deep, raspy voice is in your ear, and it's about to drive you over the edge.
"Please, faster baby." You plead, and Bucky's moan tells you just how good he's also feeling.
Your stomach feels like it's been filled up, Bucky's thickness making you clench around him just to feel him properly.
But when you feel Bucky's hand reach down between you two, and his ministration of "C'mon, sweetheart, come for me. Let me feel your tight pussy come around my cock."
With his words, you reach possibly the best orgasm of your entire life. You feel Bucky also coming, but you feel like you're laid on a cloud. Like you're floating. All you can see is white, and your brain has gone absolutely fuzzy at the feeling that Bucky's stirred up inside you.
After a few minutes, you come back down onto Earth when you feel Bucky pull out. He ties up the condom and tosses it into the bin, and he's holding you on top of his chest.
"You okay, baby?" He's petting your hair and sees your eyes are still not focused.
"Mhm." Is all you can manage, and Bucky's pulling on some boxers while he slips on one of his shirts over your frame.
"G'night, my love." He pecks your forehead, turning off the lamp and pulling your blanket over the both of you.
When you drift into the best sleep of your life, all you can think is, 'we are so doing that again.'
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