#he leaves and i tell her she has 5 minutes until she needs to hang up

[mentalmeles]

I swear, one of these days I'm going to just snap and tear into one of/the majority of my coworkers bc I am SO sick and tired of their behavior

#today the newest girl messages me two hours before her shift and tells me she's going to be late #the time for her shift to start comes along and she messages me again saying she's going to be a bit later than she thought #at this point i'm like fine. whatever #30-40 minutes pass and i finally take my 30 minute lunch break #while i'm going she arrives at 4 (a whole hour late) #she clocks in and then proceeds to make a phone call #despite the literal owner telling her to end the call and come work she does not #he leaves and i tell her she has 5 minutes until she needs to hang up #5 minutes come and go and i tell her she needs to hang up now #i then had to tell her 3 or 4 more times before she finally did #and then she starts stalling and asking if she can call her mom or the boss or this and that and i tell her no each time #i also tell her that she doesn't get a 15 minute break bc at this point she was on the phone for a whole hour in addition to being late #but guess what this girl tries to do anyway!!! take a 15 minute break!!! #i confront her while she's trying to leave and she tries to lie and say that i told her she couldn't take a 30 minute break #she also tries to insist that she wasn't on her phone for an hour when i literally checked the time she clocked in #and the time i finally got her to come work #when she realizes i see through her bullshit she tries to say she's going to call the owner and ask if she can go home early #jokes on her but since he was gone that decision was up to me and i obviously told her no #she got mad at me ofc but i am just so fed up with this shit #my boss might put up with it but i have HAD IT!!! #legit going to tell him that we shouldn't allow phones anymore. period. #i hate to do that but at this point it's so much more trouble than it's worth with these kids #earth duty stuff #vent #negative

[90ekz]

“WE AINT GOOD-GOOD, BUT WE STILL GOOD”

debrief: when your ex-boyfriend ony comes down with a cold, you clock into your nurse shift, as well as resolving some old feelings.

tags: black!fem!reader, sickfic but like.. not, use of the n word, make-ups and break-ups, you make ony nervoussss 🥹, implied eremin (i love them), pure fluff, healthy communication cs ik some of y’all be bashin niggas heads in

an: bringing in the new year with some fluff !! i love you guys, and may 2024 bring everything you desire in abundance <3

ex-boyfriend!ony who was so heartbroken when y’all split, but knew it was for the best. he didn’t wanna drag you down with all his mess, (even if you insisted over and over that you were okay) and you were busy trying to get your masters. even through this, close contact was kept, and y’all leaned on each other for support.

that’s why it was such a shock when connie and jean had let it slip that he’d been sick for 3 days. you sat on the notion, wondering why he didn’t come to you or even say anything, and waited for a call, but when none came after a few hours, you were dialing his number harshly into your phone and letting it ring with a scowl on your face.

“onyankopon.” you spit over the phone, hearing him sputter at the use of his full name. dull music played in the background, and you could swear you hear other voices, hushed.

“h-hey mama, what’s goin on?” ony refused to let his composure slip, all his boys were over and he had told them that he had stopped fuckin’ with you. they all opted to come over to chill (smoke) even while he was down with a real bad cold. he caved and took a few hits before deciding that his lungs weren’t strong enough right now, and passing the spliff to connie wordlessly.

“you got something you wanna tell me?” you sat patiently, giving him the opportunity to tell the truth before jumping to conclusions. maybe there was a reason for it, everything happens for a reason, right?

“uh…nah i been chillin—hold up.” your eyebrow jumped at his labored breathing mixed with the sound of him hushing someone in the background before pressing the phone back to his ear. “anyways. im good, nothing to tell you, im cool. you cool?” your suspicion grew at his constant throat clearing and groans.

“you a damn lie.” before he could even respond, you were hanging up the phone and two beep sounds rung in his head. he tried to call back twice before getting a notification that you’d left home and were on the pathway to his house. the drive was only about 10 minutes, and knowing you, you’d be here in 5.

“aw shit—all y’all gotta go.” ony stumbled to his feet, ushering connie, eren, armin, and jean out of their seated positions and towards the front door. “man i was just getting high, the fuck goin’ on?” eren mumbles lightly, placing his jacket around armin’s shoulders and finishing packing his bag.

“someone’s coming over, c’mon.”

“who bruh?”

“y/n nigga, i think she knows im sick. y’all gotta go, now.” the whole group erupts in protests of ‘i thought y’all were done’ and ‘don’t kick us out for that, man!’ but ony didn’t care. he hadn’t seen you in person for a while, and he still needed to cover his tracks. the whole group rolls their eyes, save for connie and jean, who looked like they’d seen a ghost.

“connie, jean, why y’all look like that? what did y’all do?”

“it was him!” jean points to connie, completely throwing him under the bus. connie almost protests until he sees the sour look on ony’s face, and they’re scattering out the door with ‘im sorry’s’ flaking from their lips, leaving armin and eren to snicker under their breath.

“you said you were done with her, why now?”

“as much as i would love to give you an in-depth synopsis on my relationship status, i really don’t have time for allat right now.”

eren rolls his eyes, his attitude shown clear on his face. he wasn’t the biggest fan of ony’s relationship with you, considering that he’s the one who has to hear all the bullshit between you two. armin intertwines his pinkies with eren, an easy soother to his irritation.

“if i have to hear about this shit later, i’ll kill you.”

with reluctance, the couple left—armin apologetically excusing eren’s rudeness—and ony was left to spray fabreeze for the weed smell, and splash cold water on his face to hopefully extinguish his up-ticking fever, just in time for your harsh knocks to come on the door.

ony opened it, albeit barely enough for you to see his flushed face. he was feeling real feverish now….

“you ain’t tell me you was coming over.”

“i don’t have to tell you. open this damn door and stop playin wit me.” ony gulps as he unlocks the chain on the door and sees you fully. all you had on was his hoodie that he was sure you said you were gonna give back, and some nike pro shorts that he couldn’t see. you held a bag of unknown contents in your hand. you eyed him up and down before stepping inside like you owned the place.

he loved when you did that shit, this man is down bad.

you twirled the string of his sweatpants between your freshly done nails, and ony swears his temperature went up 10 degrees. you had this look in your eye that was the epitome of concern and irritation having a fist fight.

“so when were you gonna tell me that you were sick?”

“i wasn’t. i didn’t want you to worry about it, but the opptastic duo just had let you know, i guess.” ony followed as you proceeded deeper in the house, but you paused as you entered the living room. your eyebrows furrowed and your nose crinkled.

“what’s that smell?”

ony gulped, just playing shrugging and playing dumb. the cloud of fabreeze hadn’t really covered the weed smell all the way, and he was sure that you were about to bust him for smoking while he was sick, and he really wasn’t tryna hear all that at the moment. he was ready to get in his bed (preferably with you in it..)

“do not play wit me, what is that japanese cherry blossom shit im smelling?” you threw your keys and bag down and paced around the living room, flipping over pillows and looking under couch cushions. ony protested, promising that he didn’t know what you were talking about, and thought to himself that you were just smelling yourself.

until you pulled an empty cart refill wrapper from beneath the cushion.

aw shit.

you looked at him like he was a dumbass—which he was—before watching him smack his teeth and snatch the wrapper from your hand begrudgingly. the words “CHERRY GLAZE” in bold lettering burned his eyes, before vaguely remembering that armin had switched out his liquid before he’d left.

ony teetered on the truth, but he knew you’d be pissed about him having his boys over when he was clearly sick, so he settled on a lil white lie.

“oh, that’s uh—that’s some of my old shit.”

“if i’m recalling correctly, aren’t you the one that said that you didn’t like smoking that ‘fruity shit’?” ony cleared his throat—in a way he only does when he lies—before just grunting in response.

“and even if you didn’t say that, you hate cherry flavored anything, so that begs the question… what bitch was smoking this shit on your couch?” you jabbed your freshly done pointer nail into his chest, feeling his breath stutter under your touch.

he was caught between a rock and a hard place, and figured he’d just tell you the truth, even if you’d get mad.

“basically, the boys came over and eren brought his lil boyfriend or whatever he is—”

“wait, eren’s gay?”

“apparently. anyways, his name is armpit… or was it arm and hammer… whatever sum like that, and he was smoking his cart and replaced the liquid on the couch and i guess the wrapper fell between the cushions. no bitches were over here, i swear.” ony holds his hands up in defense, reassuring you that he was telling the truth. you smiled, as you believed him regardless. you knew he didn’t roll like that anyway.

“bae, relax. i believe you, i was just tryna see you sweat. just sit down, i bought you some soup.” you smiled at him with all your teeth, and ony was sure that he fell in love all over again. he missed you more than words could explain, and he just wanted you to come home again.

he finally let himself relax and he slumped onto the couch, his headache hammering against the back of his eyes. you took a seat on the ottoman next to him, unpacking his favorite potato soup and crackers. you crush up the crackers in the soup and stir, just like he likes, and unscrew the cap of his blue fanta.

“i think—no, i’m already in love with you. i dont think i ever stopped.” ony mutters as you spoon feed him and he has the urge to cry. you were always so gentle and caring with him, and you’ve never stopped, regardless of what the relationship status was. that’s what he loved most about you—it didn’t matter what happened between you too, if he needed you, you were there.

he missed you so, so bad.

“stop talking with your mouth full, you’re gonna get soup on your new carpet.” you attempted to brush off his words, and the way that they were making your face heat up.

“fuck the carpet. i’ve never been so serious in my life, mama. i love you more than you know. ‘just want you to come back to me.”

you two broke up because you mutually needed space and time to yourselves. it was an agreement, yet neither of you committed to it for more than a week. before you knew it, you were back texting him good morning, as he was texting you good night. all you wanted was to be his girlfriend again, but you wanted to give him the space he needed.

you set the spoon and soup aside, watching the way ony’s deep brown eyes twinkle under the low light of the living room.

“ony, i want to give you your space, that’s the whole reason we broke up to begin with. you deserve that.”

“i had enough space. you not living here no more, not being up under me when i sleep, not kissing me when i wake up, only seeing you at parties, that’s space, and i’m real tired of it,” ony laces his fingers with yours, kissing the back of your knuckles as he used to do.

“i want you back. i want you back in my face all the time, i wanna wake up mad cause you took all the covers, but then it goes away when i see how cute you look all bundled up. i want my initials on your nails again, i want you. i need you, baby. come home to me, please—“

“okay, okay! that’s enough, you’re embarrassing me!” you hide your head in the crook of his neck, suddenly feeling bashful about the way he was relaying his apparent undying love to you. everything he does flusters you still. you don’t miss the way his hands grasp you even tighter than they used to, if that’s even possible.

“i just want you to promise me that i’m not hurting you.”

“you could never. my perfect girl would never.” ony places a kiss on the top of your head, making sure to hold you even tighter. you choose not to mention his sniffles at the current moment, and let yourself be lost in his love.

“i missed you too, ony.”

#ony the realest 🥹🥹🥹 #syno’s picks 💌 #aot x chubby reader #aot x you #aot fluff #aot #aot imagines #aot x black reader #aot x reader #onyankopon snk #onyankopon x black y/n #onyankopon x reader #aot onyankopon #ony x black reader #onyankapon #onyankopon fluff #aot oneshots #attack on titan #onyankopon smut #he’s so boyfriend coded #sighs and kicks my feet #eremin #kinda just snuck them in SAWRYYY 😛

[nburkhardt]

perhaps five for the cuddling prompts if you haven’t done it already? It just seems like something that they would say 🩵

5 - “I’m sorry, I’m probably suffocating you.” “No, I don’t mind. If I do happen to suffocate, just know I died happy.”

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Steve will admit he’s clingy. Very clingy actually. Like to the point where a nasty voice in the back of his head -that sounds a little like his dad- will curse him and call him names about it whenever he throws his presence around anyone.

Robin told him once that it’s probably because his parents didn’t give him a lot of affection, that he craves touch. It’s why she drapes over him whenever they’re hanging out, or when she decides to link arms whenever they’re walking. He loves her for it, especially loves how she said it’s not a bad thing to be this way.

That he’s allowed to be clingy, to give affection.

Nearly all of his past relationships didn’t like it, thought it was too much. Nancy liked it for the first few months and somewhere along the way, told him to pull it back a little. Maybe that’s when he should’ve realized she didn’t feel the same way.

Which is why he decided to back down with his clingy tendencies around Eddie. Doesn’t want to push him away or give him the chance to hurt him. Because if Eddie learns how much he can be or that he has feelings, it could very easily change. He could lose this.

He thinks that he’s successful with pulling away, until Eddie corners him during movie night at the trailer.

Hopping up, he wiggles his empty can to wordlessly tell Eddie about grabbing a new one. It’s a quick few minutes and when he sits back down, Eddie is pausing the movie.

“Uh, what?” Steve looks at him, “Eds?”

Eddie sat the remote down and turned fully towards him. Determination on his face, arms now crossed and it’s leaving Steve confused. They were fine just a second ago.

“Are you upset with me?” Eddie asks, and it really throws Steve for a loop, “Stevie, you’re not where you’re supposed to be”

Furrowing his eyebrows in confusion, Steve opens his mouth a few times before closing it and crossing his own arms, “Eddie, what? That, what are you talking about?”

Eddie rolls his eyes, uncrossing his arms to throw them up and grip at the air before dropping them to Steve’s leg. It makes him pull it away and Eddie lets out a hum, “That! You’re pulling away from me, I thought you liked touch? It’s movie night and you’re sitting so far away from me, I miss my space heater. Miss my sunshine”

It makes him tense up, eyes widen and his heart to go in overdrive. A million thoughts race and he can’t- there’s, “Ed- what, um. Are you, are you saying that, you like how clingy I am?” He cringes as he speaks.

“Stevie, Steve, Honeylove, I will always love how clingy you are.” Eddie smiles and slowly reaches towards him before lightly touching Steve’s arm and Steve looks towards it before meeting Eddie’s eyes, finding unsaid question; can I touch?

All he can do is nod and watch as Eddie smiles and pulls him hard enough to make him fall directly on top of him.

Being this close, Steve can feel how fast Eddie’s heart is beating. Feels his own heartbeat beats along just as fast, it makes his eyes widen as he looks at Eddie’s face.

“Teddy?”

Eddie hums and wraps his arms around him, “hm?”

“What are you saying?”

Eddie squeezes him, “Want ya clingy, want you.”

Steve freezes and it seems like forever as he meets Eddie’s eye. Finding a fond expression, “I’ve wanted to ask for a while, ya know? Thought I had time to figure out the best way but someone,” he presses a finger to Steve’s back, “decided to pull away recently and I’ve decided that’s not happening, that I need my cuddly sunshine baby.”

It brings tears up and giggles bubble up, as he shifts to hide his face. Squeezing him and presses him more into the couch, “sorry, Teddy. Probably suffocating you”

Eddie clicks his tongue, “Nah, darling. I don’t mind, If I do happen to suffocate, just know I died happy. Because, I really love you.”

Steve grins, pressing a kiss to Eddie’s shoulder before shifting to look down at him, “I really love you too, you sap”

~

Can I just say I really don’t think it makes perfect sense? Maybe it does and it’s just me, my edible hit me half way into this. I think I rambled a bit, lost the plot a bit.

Hope you still like it tho!!!!!

Cuddling prompts

#steddie #steve x eddie #nburkhardt writes #finntheehumaneater #what a weird get together moment tbh #idk it just kinda wrote itself

[kookslastbutton]

Too Late to Dream ༓ jjk (m)┃ch. V

✑ Summary: You did it. You married your college professor. You even bought a house together. Against all odds, everything had fallen into place. But after two years of marriage, you begin feeling something was missing. You want a baby but your husband can’t say the same.

Pairing: economics professor!jungkook x fem!artist!reader

AU/Genre: angst, smut, fluff, marriage au, age gap, series

Rating: M, 18+

Word Count: 3,342

Warnings: 8-year age gap, mentions of professor-student relationship (oc was a Masters student), jk has milk obsession, oc injured, both lonely :(, mommy issues, lots of family drama/in-laws, fighting, pent-up issues/desires, jk has daddy issues, jk being good hubby to oc

Now Playing: Make It Right, Tryna Be, Infinity, It Will Rain, Heaven+

A/N: I've heard the requests and I think it's time to fulfill them–how did they get together?! Yes, it's here and I'm excited to finally share! Also, yes this took up whole chapter so a tiny break from present-day stuff but we'll be back at it next chapter. 💞

<< ch. IV ༓ ch. Vl >> | series masterlist

Before marrying you, Jungkook had the same routine. He got up, showered, brushed his teeth, put work clothes on, grabbed breakfast, and ran out the door with twenty minutes to spare. Trying to find a parking spot at 7 a.m. at the university was no joke and he had to leave early or some college kid would take the last spot and not think twice.

His night routine was similar. Jungkook finished the day between 5 and 6 pm, slowly regretting he ever agreed to teach evening classes. He’d kick off his shoes, eat dinner, grade some of his student’s papers if needed, brush his teeth again, and went to bed.

It was a constant cycle and with no one around, not even a pet, Jungkook’s life was fairly quiet and systematic. Sometimes his buddies would come over on the weekend for a couple of hours and that surely rocked his world.

But that wouldn’t happen often during the school season due to his ridiculously packed teaching schedule. The most recent person he’d hang around during those months was Taehyung and if he wasn’t free, Jungkook would spend his time at the grocery store–stocking up on milk.

4 years ago

“That was two weeks ago man,” Jungkook says, pushing a cart with five-gallon jugs of milk to his car. He’s on the phone with Taehyung who's reminiscing about the grand opening of the new art exhibit and how “lovely” it was to meet you there.

Jungkook doesn’t need reminding though.

He clearly remembers seeing you there and Taehyung happily making a complete fool of him once he found out who you were. Thankfully you hadn’t seemed to mind too much since you and Taehyung soon moved on to discuss various art theories, masterpieces, and underrepresented artists.

“You didn't have to stay y'know.” If Jungkook didn't know any better he'd think Taehyung was salty. "You could've left at 8 pm like you planned. __ and I would have been fine."

Jungkook winces hearing the man's argument. He did think about going home at 8, but it unsettled him to leave you alone with Taehyung. His colleague was enjoying himself a little too much that night and there’s no telling what he’d do or say when he’s overly comfortable.

Jungkook had to stay until you left.

"Are you kidding me? Leaving you unsupervised would've been the worst idea after all your endless blubbering." Jungkook pops the trunk of his car, stuffing the jugs of milk inside. "God knows what you'd scar __ with."

On the other line, Taehyung smirks through the speaker. "No, that's not it......you weren't going to leave me alone with a woman, an attractive one at that."

Jungkook grabs the last jug of milk, slamming it on the floorboard. "Student, and stop talking about her like that. She's my stu—"

"Say student one more time and I'm going to take all your milk and give it to Yoongi hyung's cats."

"I swear to god, Taehyung, if you touch my milk I'm never going to another art museum or wine tasting with you again." Jungkook is very protective of his dairy products.

"That's okay. I don't need you when __ says she'll be happy to go with me sometime." Smug bastard, Jungkook thinks. There's no way you said that.

"That's bull Taehy—"

"Look she's in her masters and is literally eight years younger than you. It's not that serious so stop acting like she's fresh out of high school. Besides, you said it yourself, she's not a child."

Jungkook grunts, shoving the cart into the others. "She's a young lady who happens to be enrolled in the school. As faculty, we have no business thinking or talking about her outside those terms."

"For fucksake, Kook. You always make things so complicated!" Taehyung's baritone voice cracks through the speaker. "I'm just trying to get you to admit that you're into her some way or another. How many other students have I stayed to talk to and you couldn't give a—"

Just then a loud, high-pitch screech interrupts the call. Jungkook whips his head around immediately. He doesn't spot anything at first but a string of profanities remains audible in the distance.

"Jungkook, are you okay?"

"Yeah, but someones screaming and I can't tell where it's coming from." Jungkook walks around the grocery parking lot, eyes darting left and right. "Oh shit!"

There, near the bus stop, you lay on your side with your right leg stretched out and blood running from your temple. You try getting up but you fall right back down, cursing sharply.

"Taehyung I gotta go, it's __. I don't know what happened but she's laying by the bus stop and I think she needs help!" Jungkook shuts his phone and races to where you lay. He kneels next to you with sheer horror on his face. "__, what happened? What can I do?"

"Damn college boys, Dr. Jeon," you spit, dragging your leg up as far as you can. You reach for your bag which had flung about a foot away when you crashed. "So fucking eager to get off the bus and—oh damn that hurts like a bitch!"

"What hurts?" Jungkook lunges forward to catch your torso from slamming on the hard concrete. "Stay still okay? We need to get you to the hospital."

"I'm all set, but thanks. It'll likely heal in a day."

Jungkook shakes his head and wraps an arm under your back and legs. "Can you put your arms around my neck?"

"Dr. Jeon, I appreciate what you're doing but I don't want to go to the hospital. Please."

You're serious. No trace of bluffing or even simply trying to act tough. You really don't want to go.

"You need to be checked by a doctor sweetheart," Jungkook insists. "Whatever happened has made it so you can't walk. C'mon, my car is nearby and I'll drive you over."

"No, wait!" He feels you push against his chest.

"__. I'm not leaving you without making sure you didn't break a bone or something. I don't want to make things worse but you don't look so hot right now. So please, let me take you." Jungkook lifts you up when you give a barely consenting yes.

"You sprained your ankle pretty bad hun." Dr. Kim Seokjin draws your attention to the X-ray scan. "Second degree." He points to the visual of your partially torn ligament. "There's going to be a lot of swelling so you're gonna need to stay off your foot for at least 4 weeks."

"Do I have to stay here?" is your first question.

"For the first couple of weeks, we strongly advise—yes." Dr. Kim moves on to the next X-ray scan. "You also cracked a rib which will also take about 4 weeks to heal, or more. Of course you're head has suffered a mild concussion as well but it's very mild thankfully." Dr. Kim catches sight of Jungkook next to you, staring at the scans. "You're wife's going to be okay," he says mid-diagnoses.

"We're not—" you start to say but Dr. Kim continues talking.

"Wife, girlfriend, lover, what have you. The point is, much of what we have here will recover with a month of rest, ice, and elevation." He takes a pen from his pocket and starts jotting down something on paper. "I recommend two weeks here for moderation purposes. If things look good, you finish the healing at home. Still, be careful though, no funny business."

The blank looks on both your faces tell Dr. Kim he wasn't clear enough. "Yah, my filters going to die with you two doe-eyed deer. No funny business means no sex!"

"Oh god!" You outburst, mortified by the thought. Jungkook whips his head to your slack-jawed expression. "Dr. Kim, it's not like that between us."

The older man suddenly zeros in on your professor, eyes narrowing slightly. "What's the matter son? Having trouble getting it up?"

Jungkook jolts in his seat, startled by the crass response. "I—no, what? There's nothing wrong with my—"

"We're not together!" You shout before Jungkook's sentence finishes. "We're friends." Saying that your professor brought you here sounded a little odd for some reason, especially when Dr. Kim was already convinced you two were a thing.

"Mhm sure, heard the same thing from my wife before we went off and eloped." Dr. Kim treads to the door. If he has a dime for how many times he's heard that "we're friends" bs he'd be...well, he's already rich so never mind. "Let's move on to something more productive now, like getting __ settled in a room. The sooner she starts the healing process, the sooner she can be good as new again."

"Thank you Dr. Kim," Jungkook says, slowly standing up to stroll you and your wheelchair out of the room. You didn't like it but the nurses insisted you be in one to keep pressure off your muscles.

"Yeah yeah." Dr. Kim waves him off. "Just remember what I said, no funny business. Especially here at the hospital. You don't know how many times I've heard the nurses catching their patients on top of one another at 2 am in the morning. That better not be you two, whoever you are to each other."

"Yes, doctor." You both reply, thankful of the fact that neither of you are in any position to be looking at each other.

"Is there any way I can be here for less than two weeks?" Jungkook watches as you plead with the nurse. It worries him that you're still anxious to avoid medical attention.

"I'm afraid not," the nurse says simply. "If you need anything, press the call button and I'll be in as soon as I can."

Once the nurse leaves, Jungkook pulls up a chair next to your bed. "Stupid question but how are you feeling?"

"I'm in an ankle brace, my rib burns, and my head is still dizzy. I'm trapped in the hospital for two weeks and all because a bunch of nineteen-year-old boys couldn't wait to hit up some frat party," you groan, not bearing in mind your tongue. "I'm sorry for dragging you into this Dr. Jeon."

"You didn't drag me into anything __. I'm glad I was there when this happened and I'm even more glad that you're here, getting help." Jungkook clears his throat before continuing. "Even if it isn't ideal for you."

You ignore the subtle pry for information. "Please, Dr. Jeon. You don't have to stay any longer. It's the weekend and I'm sure you have plans."

Jungkook gives a faint smile. "So, you're saying this is none of my business?"

"No, not—not at all. I mean if you want to stay then I guess you can but I don't want you to feel obligated or anything."

"I want to be here," Jungkook says simply. "But you know that's not what I meant. I'd like to know why it bothers you when anyone tries to help you...if I may."

"Just habit," you mumble quickly, averting eye-contact. It's not your professor's job to bear the weight of your problems.

Jungkook nods in reply, pretending you gave a satisfactory explanation. He wishes you'd tell him but if you didn't want to share more then that was your choice —he wasn't going to force you. "I understand." He grabs his phone from his pocket and rests his elbows on his knees. "Are you hungry?"

"Huh?" You look back at him, his question going right over your head.

"I asked if you're hungry. It's about dinner time so I can get you something if you want. I also have a bunch of milk in my trunk that needs to get to a fridge. But I can place the order now and pick it up in my way back here."

"Milk in your trunk?" Is the only words you repeat, dumbfounded. "Like chocolate milk or...?"

"Nah, Whole Milk." Jungkook grins at your scrunched up face. You try to hide it but not very well. "Don't look so disgusted. Milk is good for you."

"Yeah when you're ten years old."

"On the contrary!" You flinch when his voice rises, along with his eyebrows. "Milk has a lot of health benefits as adults. It has thirteen essential nutrients and helps maintain muscle and bone strength. I drink at least two full glasses a day, if not more."

"I'm sorry but that's nasty." You shudder at the thought of drinking milk in your twenties let alone your thirties. "You really enjoy it? The taste?"

"Yup, always have since a baby! Loved it so much that my mother-" You raise an eyebrow to which he abruptly switches topics. "Anyway, do you want me to pick you up something or no?"

You giggle, a little uncomfortable with whatever he was about to disclose to you.

"That's okay, no thanks."

"You sure? Otherwise I'm gonna be eating in front of you." Jungkook knows how this sounds — he's trying to force you to eat. But the truth is, he just doesn't want to eat by himself tonight. He also doesn't want to leave you alone this early, especially when you obviously detest being here, for whatever reason.

"I'm sure," you say. "But...if you want to come back you can. Not like I have anything to do anyway."

"Good then." Pleased, Jungkook opens up his phone contacts. "Give me you're number in case you change your mind while I'm out."

Over the next couple of weeks, Jungkook continues to stay by your side. He leaves to teach his classes of course and to go home late at night, but he stops by every day—hours at a time.

You keep insisting that he not come so much but he always makes the same excuses. "I just brought food" or "You're on my way home from the university". Sometimes he brings in class notes too.

Due to your current predicament, you're missing a lot of content so Jungkook thinks it best to go over key principles with you and takeaways from his lectures. He says it's his duty as a professor–never minding the fact that many of his other students are in a predicament of their own yet he’s not bothering to do jack for them.

"Look Dr. Jeon, I appreciate what you're doing but you really don't have to. I'll be perfectly alright to catch myself up from the textbook and study guides. You don't have to keep stopping by." You try again but Jungkook keeps his wall just as strong as yours.

"I know I don't have to __. I know that I could leave right now, take all these lecture notes home with me, and not feel guilty about a thing. But I told you I was going to be here and I'm going to keep to that no matter how many times you urge me to leave. I also want you to call me Jungkook outside class but have you allowed for any of those to happen?" Jungkook tosses the folder of notes in his sachel, a loud thump following. "A simple thank you would suffice."

"I am grateful, I really am. But I never asked to be given so much of your time. I feel bad because maybe you're just one of those overly nice people who feel it's their duty to stick around or what not when someone's in trouble. I don't need to be pitied over! Also, you said I could keep calling you the usual, so Dr. Jeon it will remain!" Why you're raising your voice, you don't know but it's happening either way.

"Yeah I did," Jungkook quips, matching your tone. "But after the last, nearly two weeks I think we ought to be on a first-name basis! And I'm in no way pitying you okay? I'm here because I care dammit! I don't want you to be alone and I don't want you to be behind in getting your Masters. So I' try to be be here every day for at least fifteen minutes if not more!"

You don't fully process what he says so you reply to what you remember most. "Why? Why can't I call you Dr. Jeon? It's been that way from the start, twice every week. So why do I need to call you Jungkook all a sudden?!"

"Because it makes me feel younger, you insulted my milk after I first took you to the hospital, we've been eating dinner almost every night since your injury, you told me about your childhood cat named Mr. Muttonbottom, and you just called me by my first name so there are no take backs! Now, if you're done making a fit, do you want bibimbap or jajangmyeon for dinner tonight?!"

What the actual hell? You cease your arguing at once, hearing your professor, or excuse you, Jungkook, all fluffed up. Obviously, you're not the only one high-strung over being stuck in the same routine day in, day out.

"Jajangmyeon...please," you mutter.

"Thank fuck," he swears. Yeah that's new too.

"Sorry for getting mad earlier." You mumble the words as soon as Jungkook returns with the food. "It just feels odd that you've been here all the time...you're my professor."

Jungkook mauls over your choice of words, stiffening ever so slightly. "Well, I'd like to think we're sorta friends now but alright. Does this actually bother you __? I don't mean to make you uncomfortable, you know that." He places the bag of take-out on the small desk near your bed.

"No, it's doesn't bother me." you just don't know how to react or what to say besides a measly thank you. More so, you don't want to make someone feel responsible for you...you should take care of your own shit without bringing others with you. It's not the best mindset, you're aware, but its the one you have.

"Okay good because to be completely transparent, I'm sorta here for me too. I live my myself, eat by myself, talk to myself....I do most things alone so it's nice having someone else to be around." He's not sure where to set his eyes, so he looks downward, fumbling with the napkins in front of him. "I'm making this awkward, sorry."

Feeling the strange need to offer comfort, you stretch a hand over Jungkook's arm. "I get it. It's nice having someone around too."

You and Jungkook hold each other's gaze for a few seconds more, letting the brief silence do the rest of the talking. Maybe you've been looking at this a little too one-sided.

"How are you feeling today? Any better?" Jungkook cracks open the bowl of Jajangmyeon, handing it to you with a pair of chopsticks.

You take the steamy food and gesture to your ankle which has swollen down a good amount. "Still more healing to be done but it's better."

Jungkook hums in approval. "That's comforting to hear. Dr. Kim going to discharge you soon?"

"Yeah, I think so. A few more days and he said I should be able to rest up at home."

"Really?" He chews on his bottom lip. "Well great, uhm , do you have stuff going on when you get back?"

You think a moment, trying to recollect if you made plans with Na-Rae. "Maybe some but not much. I don't have a ton of people around me right now either...down here I mean."

"Well, do you wanna go out to dinner then?" Jungkook pops the question more causal than expected. It's almost like he planned this or at least has been thinking about it for a bit. "We've been eating together for a while now and I think it might be a nice celebratory thing."

"Are you asking me on a date...Jungkook?" Because it defiantly sounds like he is, as indirect as it may be.

His reply is barely audible but you hear it and for the first time, your professor sounds truly timid. "Uh, well...let's go with "hang out", like friends do."

A/N: so yeah, thats how they got together 👀😅 anyone surprised? Thinking about a drabble for thier first date now haha. Anyway, next chapter we get back to present day stuff where more drama goes down. Also, adding a chapter bc this flashback took the whole chapter lol. Lmk your thoughts 💞

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[anzulvr]

OUR LIFE BEGINNINGS AND ALWAYS // SPOILERS FOR THE DLCS IN STEP 2 for both Cove and Derek!

In which two friends like their other best friend.

COVE / DEREK X READER (head cannons might make a oneshot 🤞🤞)

— reaction

Cove is kinda confused, he never really expected Derek to like you in that way, he never really got any signs (Derek was trying to hide it) but he wouldn’t be upset or anything. You’re all friends in the end, besides Derek was being considerate trying to hide his feelings for everyone else’s sake.

Chalks it up to “Well who wouldn’t like MC?”

(Final warning for Derek dlc spoilers!!)

Derek has always been aware of Coves crush since it’s super obvious to everyone. In his DLC if you tell him you thought he was cute he admits his first impression of you was that you are cute too! So I think after he hangs out with you and Cove for the first time he realizes early on that Cove already likes you so he’d just try to act like nothing but the more you hang out the harder ignoring his feelings get. Derek’s reaction to Cove finding that out that he likes you would be worried cause he doesn’t want to make anything weird. Cove wouldn’t throw their friendship away just cause he’s got a crush on you. Derek would go down a spiral of “what if Cove hates me.” “What if they both never speak to me again.” So just make sure he knows you’re not going to ghost him over this😭

more in cut!!

Extra hcs for u!!🫶🫶

How would people figure out both derek and cove like you?

ft — Mr Holden, Moms, Elizabeth, Lee, Kyra! In that order!!

Derek was over for lunch with everyone and at the table it was just too obvious. They knew Cove liked you but they hadn’t really payed mind to how Derek acted until then. Cove still would have been completely oblivious to it. At home Mr. Holden would say something like “so, you have competition huh sport?” with zero context and wouldn’t further explain when coves all lost. Cliff decides not to break it to him💀Maybee if it comes up sometime he’d give cove advice like in the soirée DLC where he makes him to bring you a flower! He’d always be up to help out cove but cove would be too embarrassed to ask😭

For the moms they’d just tease you how they do with cove and they’d also just mess with Derek in the same manner. Probably not around Cove so he wouldn’t catch on😭 when they’re feeling out of pocket they’ll say something to you both like “I wonder what has him all nervous” once derek is out the room and just laugh while shushing eachother.

Elizabeth canonically knows and she doesn’t care who hears her when she says things lmfaoo

it’s not super regular she hangs out with you since she does her own thing but I feel like she’d be down to gossip about it all the time like. “ELIZABETH GUESS WHAT-” and that’s literally the only time she lets you in her room without arguing about knocking or telling you you’re being annoying 😭

Lee knows every detail she’s so invested lowkey she’d instigate just a little but nothing comes out of it because it’s Cove and Derek. You can’t leave this girl in a room with one of them because she’ll say somethingg 😓

“Hey Cove, didn’t derek ditch soccer’s practice to hang out with [MC]? It’s so unusual of him huh? To willingly SKIP a day to hang out with them..”

“Not really? I think it’s nice, he needs breaks once in a while.”

And then when Lee gets Derek alone for like 5 minutes;

“Hey Derek- do you think [MC] and Cove are cute?”

“Huh? Oh- well yeah [MC] is has the prettiest eyes and they’re so cool and funny and amazing- Coves a awesome guy too but I’m not interested like that ya know?”

“I meant cute.. like together. ”

“Oh. ”

Kyra time!! She’s the bestt

She noticed your little love triangle in that one trip to the mall while she was spying on all of you. The little drink share?? Derek blushing when you snuck up on him and Cove too freaked out to let you drink his smoothie?? She almost got caught by cove when he heard her laugh but he just wrote it off as him hearing things.

She TRIES to help Cove take you places because he drags you to the beach every other day 😭 like “Hey babyyy, you’re not hanging out with [MC] today?”

“Not today, they’re out helping Derek with his brothers today.”

“Oh alright, maybe tomorrow? I can take you two out some place? Maybe the tropical place again.”

“yeah I guess? I’ll ask them if they can later! Thanks mom.”

#cove x reader #cove holden #derek suarez #our life beginnings & always #cove holden x reader #derek suarez x reader #cliff holden #kyra preece #elizabeth last #our life x reader #our life beginnings and always #our life b&a #ourlifeb&axreader #gb patch games #ol:ba #cove x mc

[callsign-novara]

Stalker!Valeriax Reader pt.5

hi everyone!! I'm so sorry for keeping you all waiting on this. This isn't an action packed Part but it does lead into the next big event into the series that I'm excited to play into this story!!

Hope you enjoy

Cw: none that I know of.

Your heart pounded in your chest as fear wracked through your brain. Your hands shook as you gripped your phone and knife, the sound of tmyour phone ringing waiting for the otherline to pick up was a distant down compared to your harsh breaths. Click. "Hola? niño? ¿Estás bien?" (Hello, kid? What's going on) You heard, you immediately let out a sigh of relief hearing his voice. "Alejandro, I need your help. Please, it's an emergency" you said, your voice cracking and your hands trembling. "Que? What's going on?" Alejandros voice suddenly got serious, sensing the urgency in your tone and your fear. You hesitated. Phone lines can't be trusted, Ale has always said that. "Just come over please." You said before hanging up. Minutes upon minutes passed until Alejandro pounded on your door. You opened it and saw him in full gear. That's when you explained everything to him. The feeling of being watched, the rose, the note...and then you showed him the picture. "I...I don't know if it's really Sin Nombre, Kid. Sin Nombre is violent and ruthless. él no quiere tener nada que ver contigo " [he wants nothing to do with you.] You bit your lip and nodded. He..he was probably right. What would Sin Nombre want with you of all people? Alejandro stayed for a few hours, making sure your home was secure and made sure to comfor you and tell you it was some random creep that you shouldn't worry about, and tha he'd catch him for you. The comfort did help, but there was something nagging at he back or your mind that urged you to run, that told you that you weren't safe and that this want some random creep. But you ignored it. If Alejandro said it was safe then..then you were safe. He left shortly after, leaving you alone in your apartment once more. This is fine. You'll be fine, right? You shuddered and rechecked your locks even though Alejandro just did.You knew that Alejandro was probably right. Maybe it was some creep pretending to be sin Nombre.But so far you haven't been hurt. No creepy headless photos or body parts. Just..roses, a note, and...a photo of you sleeping. Nothing...intimately dangerous, right? For now, you'd just have to wait it out in the snug comfort of your coullch, the TV playing softly until your breaths evened out and you were lulled into a soft sleep. ... . . Gritted teeth and anger was all she could feel. Because why the fuck was *he* there with *you?* He made you smile, he hugged you and then blew off your concerns...and nobody, especially Alejandro should be near what she's rightfully claimed as hers. You may not agree with it yet, but she'll have you..one way or another.

#cod #lesbian #cod x reader #cod mw2 #valeria garza #valeria garza x reader #wlw #call of duty x reader #dark romanticism #obsessive love

[readerlovr]

For Richer or for Poorer

Pt. 2

Pt.1

This past week has been the hardest I have ever worked. Growing up seeing my dad and brothers work, I always knew was difficult, but doing it yourself is on another level. So I can only imagine what the boss feels. It’s Friday so luckily it’s the last day of the week for us.

Although Mr. Beresford has two meetings today which I have to attend. As I am organizing my planner for next week, I get an email. It’s from one of the companies we have a meeting with saying they can no longer meet at 3, and can only meet after 5. I would normally look skeptical because the normal work day ends at 5, but Mr. Beresford stays in his office long after I leave for the day. Before I send the company a confirmation, I check Mr. Beresford’s agenda and I see that he has a free period between 5:30 and 7. So I gather my notepad and walk my way to Mr. Beresford’s office. Once I’m there, I knock, then crack the door.

“Mr. Beresford, your 3 o’clock rescheduled for a later appointment, so I put you down for 6.”

“Thank you, Ms. Y/l/n.”

I close the door as I go back to my office, and send the company the confirmation for 6. They respond swiftly saying that they will be here at 6. I mentally prepare myself for a long day after the normal work hours.

I wonder if Rachel has any tips on my note taking, so I decide to speed dial 5.

“Hello?”

“Hey, Rachel I was wondering if you have any tips on how to take notes for the meeting. I have been taking notes this past week but Mr. Beresford didn’t seem to need them. But because there is two meetings today, he might need them to recollect the specifics the different meetings.”

“Yeah of course.” She gives me the spill of how she used to take notes, but she says Mr. Beresford did not like the way she took notes, because she wrote it in her own understanding instead of his.

“Okay, because we have another meeting after the one that starts in 15 minutes. And it’s after 5 o’clock, so I definitely need to take notes to the best of my ability. Or his I guess.”

“Get used to that.” She says with a sigh.

“What taking notes? Or staying after 5?”

“Well, both actually.”

“I have to stay after 5, everyday with him?”

“Well, yes. Haven’t you been doing that so far?”

“No, I have been leaving around 5:30.”

“Y/n, no. The assistant stays with the boss until he tells you to leave.”

My father has had assistants but he never kept one long enough for me to see how they were supposed to behave.

“Oh no. Why didn’t he tell me?”

“I don’t know, he probably thought you’d just know given your father has a business.”

“My father did everything on his own.” I say curtly. I hate discussing my family and their success, the reason why I left is to start my own. So when someone brings them up, I try to be tight lipped about them.

“Also, it wasn’t in the job description.”

“It’s not, but it’s commonly preferred.”

I think for a bit. I feel bad that I possibly left Mr. Beresford to do everything alone. I never suspected I was doing anything wrong. Every morning when I entered after giving Mr. Beresford his coffee and breakfast, notes he took from the previous night was sat on my desk.

I look over at the time and see it’s 5 till the meeting.

“Hey Rachel I have to go.”

“Okay, talk to you later.” She says before promptly hanging up.

I grab my notepad and get up to walk down to the conference room. When I get there I notice Mr. Beresford and a couple of our staff is already seated. I quickly take the seat on Mr. Beresford’s left. Once I sit, he looks up from his laptop and smile.

“Mr. Beresford.” I say greeting him.

“Ms. Y/l/n.”

I look around at everyone else engaging in their own conversations. I scoot a bit forward closer to Mr. Beresford.

“Why didn’t you tell me I was supposed to stay after with you everyday?”

“I supposed you knew. And if not you’d figure it out eventually. Plus I’ve been used to-“ he pauses and looks back down at his computer, “working alone.”

Just as I about to ask what he meant the company we are meeting with walked in. Mr. Beresford stood up, which caused me to follow suit. We all greeted each other by shaking hands.

Once everyone was aquatinted and seated, Mr. Beresford walks to the other end of the table with no chair.

“Shall we get started?”

_________________________

I tried to take notes most accurate to Mr. Beresford’s. Mimicking his note taking style from the one he leaves on my desk every night. Based on the meeting details, I could give him the notes at the end of the day so I have enough time to tweak it if I see something unfitting.

It’s now 30 minutes until the 6:00 meeting. We had lunch at 3 since the meeting was pushed back. Although, I like to work better with a snack so I decide to go downstairs to the donut shop to get a donut and a coffee. After I gathered my purse, I knocked on Mr. Beresford’s door.

“Mr. Beresford, I’m going downstairs to get a donut, do you want anything?”

He doesn’t respond. After a minute of waiting, I knock on his door again, then open the door and peek in.

“Mr. Beresford?”

He looks up at me from his computer with a stoic look.

“No thank you. I am not supposed to be eating that stuff.”

I notice he seems a bit down so I don’t push him on it.

“Okay, I’ll be right back.”

I am back within 10 minutes. I finish my coffee before I make it back to my office. As I’m walking back I contemplate either going to my office or Mr. Beresford’s. I decide on Mr. Beresford’s office of course. I knock on the door once again. He doesn’t respond like normally but I decide to turn the knob anyway. As I come in the room uninvited, he looks at me confused.

With my donut in hand I decide to sit in a seat in front of him.

“Hi.” I say before taking a bite of my donut.

“Hi?” He says confused. He continues to look at me confused as of to say, why are you here.

“What?” I question his confused look.

He shakes his head. “Normally people don’t just come in my office and sit down. Just to say hi.”

“Well I’m not normal people. I’m your assistant so I can do that.” I say with a smile.

He smirks a bit before changing his face to serious.

“Look. I know I met you before the job interview. And I gave you a well deserved compliment based on your looks, but our relationship needs to be strictly professional.”

What he said caught me off guard. I wasn’t trying to come onto him. Even though he is insanely good looking. I just wanted to start a conversation given he was so busy this whole week.

“Oh.” I say as I nod and start to get up to leave.

“But-“ he says as he sees me get up. “You can stay. At least until the meeting starts. We can walk down together.”

“Okay.” I say with a small smile. I don’t want to say the wrong thing because I don’t want him to think I am trying to build a relationship that’s not professional.

“So, why don’t you eat donuts? Is it your diet?”

He once again looks down at his computer. I know he was down earlier but I thought he was okay now. Before I was able to apologize for prying he answers.

“Yeah, it’s my diet. I actually haven’t had a donut in 5 years.”

“Really?”

He nods and looks up at me from his computer. I give him a cunning smile and hold up my donut.

“You want a bite?”

“No, I’m okay.” He says chuckling.

“Come on. It’s a bite. What is a bite gonna do?”

He looks at me for a couple seconds before he lightly nods. He motions his fingers for me to bring the donut closer. I stand up to bring it close enough for him to take but instead he bites it straight off the donut. My heart skips a beat with his held eye contact on me. As he pulls away I have to mentally tell myself to act normal. I sit back down trying to shake that hot memory out of my head. I look up to him and he’s still chewing. I wait a couple seconds after he swallows it and I’m met with silence.

“Well?”

He starts smiling. Like a real smile, not a smirk.

“That was really good.”

“See I told you. You just have to trust your smart assistant sometimes.”

He smirks and huffs out a laugh. I check my watch and realize it’s seven till 6.

“Oh, we have to go.”

I stand up and he follows after me down the hall. It’s just us when we enter the conference room.

“Where is everybody?”

“Well the staff isn’t required to stay after 5, so we’re just waiting on the company that we’re meeting with.”

We continue to wait for exactly 7 minutes before Mr. Beresford stands up.

“Where are you going?”

“They’re late. I’m leaving.”

“Wha- leaving? Just like that?”

“Yes, just like that.”

As he moves to walk out the conference room door, the company walks in the door.

“Shall we get this over with?” The man who comes in first says, throwing his coat at the woman who came in after him.

Mr. Beresford looks back at me before turning to the man who spoke.

“Mr. Johnson, we are not going further with this merger.”

“Why not? I put in a lot of money for this deal.” The man named Mr. Johnson says.

“You can keep your deal, and you can keep your money. I’m all about creating jobs for people. I need my partners to be punctual as well as considerate. Because if not, I know you will treat your employees the same way. And so far from what I’ve seen,” he gestures to the woman behind him, “you are not very considerate to your employees.”

I don’t know why, but that whole scene made me have a heartbeat in my core. My mouth is agape. I have never seen anyone respectfully decline a disrespectful person regardless of their money.

“Come on, Ms. Y/l/n.”

I immediately jump up to stand beside him. He puts his hand on my back as he guides me out of the room.

“You can see yourself out.” He says as we past them out the door. Just before we leave, I give a sympathetic look to the woman.

“I’m sorry you had to see that, people like that really get under my skin.”

“Don’t apologize. You did the right thing.”

He looks down at his feet as we continue walking together.

“Could you… come back to my office with me. I like the company.” He asks seemingly nervously. I smile up at him before nodding.

“Sure let me just get the rest of my things.” We reach my office door and he goes inside of his. I gather my purse and previous notes. I stay in my office a bit longer than suspected, checking and responded to thank you emails on Mr. Beresford’s behalf. I’m finished about 10 minutes later and I start to walk to Mr. Beresford’s office. I knock on the door, and there wasn’t an answer like usual.

“Mr. Beresford, it’s me.” Still no answer.

I open the door expecting him to look up at me from his computer, but he wasn’t there. I know he didn’t walk out of his office because I would’ve saw given that my office is right next to his corner office.

“Mr. Beresford?” I ask looking around the office. I notice that his chair is a bit pushed back than normal. I walk over to his chair to see why and immediately my heart drops. He is passed out on the floor behind his desk.

“Oh, shit! Mr. Beresford!” I kneel down to feel his forehead I don’t feel it being warm. I fumble for my purse to grab my cell to call 911.

I tell dispatch what happened and what building and floor were on. They had an ambulance out here in minutes once they found out it was Clay Beresford. When the officers get here, I have Mr. Beresford’s head in my lap so it wouldn’t be on the hard ground. They remove him off of me and put him on a stretcher.

“Be careful with him. I don’t know what happened.” I say with a shaky voice.

One of the officers that is not carrying him turns to me.

“Ma’am, calm down. We know how to deal with a heart transplant patient.”

Once he says that I am stunned.

“A what?”

“4 years ago Clayton Beresford, had a heart transplant from his mother after the whole doctor team tried to murder him. It was on the news for weeks.” He looks at me like the information he gave me was so obvious and everyone else knew about it.

“Wha-“ I can’t even process what he just said. As his assistant why wasn’t I notified of his condition. 10 million questions run in my head but I realize as his assistant I should be with him also. I find the stamina to get up on my shaky legs and follow them to the elevator. Once we get outside I climb in the ambulance after they put Mr. Beresford in it. I stare at Mr. Beresford seemingly lifeless body, and it scares the shit out of me. I grab his hand and hope everything is okay.

Once we get to the hospital, he gets put on an IV. And i have to wait in the waiting room while they check to see what’s wrong with him. I rock in my chair nervously wondering what I’m going to do if he doesn’t make it out of this. He was just starting to become my friend even with him saying he wanted a strictly professional relationship. As I am thinking to myself as Beresford was called. I stood up and walked to the doctor.

“How is he?”

“Mr. Beresford is doing just fine.”

I let out a long relieved sigh.

“He had a small relapse due to his heart transplant.”

“Do you know what caused it?”

“We can’t be sure. With heart transplants, this could be caused by anything. Did he recently have any changes of diet, or exercise?”

I shake my head no, trying to think. Then suddenly it clicks.

“I gave him a bite of my donut. Do you think that what caused this?” I say devastated. I can’t bear a man’s life almost ending because of me.

“I’m sorry, but that’s a very real possibility. It’s the most probable possibility given that everything was fine until tonight.”

I look around and cover my mouth, knowing that I almost killed Mr. Beresford.

“Can I see him?”

“Of course but he’s resting right now. It might be a little while before he wakes up.”

“Okay. Thank you.”

She puts her hand on my should in sympathy and walks me to his room. Once I go in I see him sleeping on the bed with 3 different tubes attached to him. I put my hand over my mouth as I sob looking at him. I did that. I walk over beside his bed and sit in the seat that was there. I grab his hand and wait for him to wake. As I wait, I dosed off to sleep still grabbing his hand.

__________________________

He starts stirring which wakes me up. I squeeze his hand tighter with purpose letting him know that I was here for him. He squeezed it back but his eyes are still closed.

“Mr. Beresford.” I whisper as I stand up to get closer to his face. He hums and opens his eyes. He looks around confused before his eyes land on me, shocked.

“What happened.” He says groggily.

“Why didn’t you tell me?”

He shakes his head in confusion.

“Why didn’t you tell me about your heart?” I say before I full on sob right in front of my boss. “It was my fault, I’m so sorry.”

He looks at me confused still.

“I’m so sorry.”

“Hey, take a breath.” He says and he grabs my other hand with his other hand. “What happened?”

“They say you had a relapse because of the donut I gave you. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have pushed you to eat it.”

“Hey. Y/n, I am an adult. You didn’t push me to do anything. I ate it because I wanted to.”

I am too hysterical to realize that was his first time calling me by my first name.

“Do you want me to call anyone?”

He looks into my red, puffy eyes then looks forward.

“I don’t have anyone.” He says softly.

I don’t know what he means by that but he’s gone through enough so I don’t push him on it. It seems like I’m the only one going to be here from him tonight. I start to sit on the bed next to him slowly waiting for any signs of his uncomfortably. He nodded for me to continue to sit, still having both of our hands holding. I look him in the eyes and my eyes start to water again.

He wipes my tears with his fingers.

“Stop it. It wasn’t your fault.” He says as he tugs my hands so I can go closer to him. He pulls me into a hug, which causes me to have to lay on his chest. I carefully avoid the tubes attached to him, not trying to mess him up further.

“I’m going to be okay.”

We stay like this in silence for a couple of minutes.

“I thought you wanted to keep a professional relationship.” I joke through a sad voice.

“Screw that.”

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That sure took a turn. 😬

#clay beresford x reader #clay beresford #x black fem reader #x black reader #hayden christensen x reader #hayden christensen

[lucy90712]

Hi. could you write something about being friends with Pedri, he's in love with the reader. Everyone see the way he looks at her, but she doesn't. One day they're going to the party and there's no seats left so Pedri let her sit on his lap and then finally confess his feelings

A/n: my requests are open so feel free to send me more requests 

wc: 2100

Hanging out with my friends is usually my favourite thing to do but recently it's become harder and harder and it's my own fault. It's completely my fault that I had to go and develop feelings for my best friend which makes just seeing him upsetting as I know there is no way he would feel the same way I do. My stupid crush is going to make today incredibly difficult as he has the day off training and so we are going to spend the day together along with our other friends and then tonight we are all going to a party. 

My alarm went off telling me I needed to get up to go to breakfast with everyone but I was already awake as I've been sitting thinking about how awful it's going to be spending the entire day with Pedri and having to act like we are just friends. I turned the alarm off and got out of bed to shower and then got ready, I thought about wearing something really nice but there is no point as it's not going to make Pedri see me any differently plus we are going to a party where I'll have to dress up later. I could make an effort and see if I meet anyone else but I don't want that I only want Pedri even though it's never going to happen. 

I spent so much time thinking about Pedri that I didn't notice the time until my doorbell was ringing so I had to quickly grab my things and answer it. When I opened the door I was met with a smiling Pedri, his smile is so infectious that I couldn't help but smile back at him even though I wasn't really that happy. I grabbed my keys and and locked my door before we got in his car to head to breakfast where we were meeting some more friends. I was going to drive there myself or walk as the place we are going to isn't too far from my place but Pedri insisted that he come and pick me up so we could spend more time together as it's been a little while since we have seen each other even though on my part that was fully intentional. 

In the car I forgot all about not wanting to see Pedri as we got to talking because like always we just started talking about nothing and I realised why I never say anything about my feelings and that's because I don't want to lose this. When we arrived at the cafe we were both laughing our heads off at some joke that Pedri made a good 5 minute before but we had just kept laughing like we always do. All of our friends looked at us for a second as we arrived before going back to their conversations as they are used to the two of us being like this. We both calmed down and then took our seats which weren't next to each other but it was probably for the best. I was sat next to Gavi who I've been super close to after Pedri introduced us and he's the only one that knows about my feelings for Pedri as he heard me talking to myself about it one time. Since Gavi found out he is always telling me to tell Pedri how I feel but I refuse to do it no matter his many times he tells me to. 

"Are you going to tell him anytime soon?" Gavi asked when Pedri went to the bathroom 

"You know the answer to that is no" I replied 

"Come on y/n I see how you look at him it's only going to hurt more the longer you leave it" he said 

"Well what if I never plan to tell him" I said 

"You have to you are going to ruin your friendship hiding your feelings plus if not he will find someone else and I already know that will hurt you" he explained 

"I know but I really don't want to ruin our friendship as I can't live without him but I can deal with hiding my feelings" I admitted 

"Believe me it won't ruin your friendship" he said 

He looked like he wanted to say more but Pedri came back so he didn't say anymore but I saw the look he gave me which screamed just tell him. I know where he's coming from but it's harder than it seems especially when Pedri and I have been friends for so long it's hard to take the leap and admit that I have feelings. I also understand that if I don't do anything he will get a girlfriend at some point which will crush me as he went on one date a few months ago and I couldn't bare to look at him for a week. All of the pros and cons swim around my brain constantly but I can never make any decision on what to do as whenever I decide I'm going to tell him I think of some cons that make me back out. 

After we all finished breakfast we all went out and played mini golf which was fun and then we went to the beach for a while before all going back to our own places so the ones that were going could get ready to go to the party. The party was being hosted by one of Gavi and Pedri's friends and so they invited me to come with them which of course I said yes to even though I regret it a little bit right now. Even though I didn't really want to go I still put on a nice dress and did my hair and makeup because even if I have a bad time at a least I'll look good doing it. Just like earlier Pedri was picking me up so we could go together which meant I didn't need to leave as early so I found myself spending quite a while sitting with my thoughts mostly about what Gavi said earlier until Pedri arrived and I came back to reality. 

Pedri's POV 

Standing outside her door I was so nervous because I made the stupid decision to promise Gavi that tonight would be the night I finally tell her how I feel which I'm now really regretting it as I know he won't let me back out. My train of thought was interrupted when the door opened and I had to do my best not to let my jaw drop to the floor as y/n stood there looking absolutely incredible. It took me a few seconds to compose myself before I could speak and tell her she looked pretty which she thanked me for and we got in my car. Not much was said while we were in the car instead we just listened to music from her playlist and occasionally I asked her to adjust the volume or skip a song but that was it. 

When we arrived we both spoke to a few people quickly before Gavi grabbed my arm and dragged me away from her while some other guy was stood there flirting with her which made me mad even though she's not mine. 

"You are going to tell her tonight like you promised right?" He questioned me 

"Yes I will but when it goes wrong I am fully blaming you" I said 

"It won't go wrong plus I saw how mad you looked when that guy was flirting with her so I suggest you tell her before she goes home with him instead" he said 

Before I could argue he walked away and went to sit down so I went back to y/n to bring her to our table but mostly to get her away from that guy who most definitely isn't good enough for her. Once we reached the table Gavi was smirking at me which confused me for a few seconds until I noticed there was only one chair left which I knew he had set up straight away. I'll give it to him that boy is smart as I wasn't going to let her stand and I knew she wouldn't take the seat as she's too sweet. That left the one option Gavi was hoping I'd go with and he was right because even though I could feel my cheeks getting hotter by the second I still sat down. 

"If you are ok with it you can sit on my lap" I said to her 

"Are you sure its ok?" She asked 

"Of course" I replied 

She sat down right on the edge of my knee to start with until I made the decision to pull her closer as I knew the way she was sat was uncomfortable but she wasn't going to move unless I did something as she didn't want to make me uncomfortable. I made it so that she was sat properly on my legs and allowed her to lean her shoulder against my chest as she was sat sideways. To start with it was awkward but we both quickly settled in and I felt her body relax which made me happy as it meant she felt comfortable with me. After sitting in silence for a while we started up a conversation and went back to our normal selves just talking about anything and everything. We talked for so long that I didn't notice that everyone else had left the table leaving the two of us alone but when I did notice I knew it was my chance to either tell her or accept that I'll never have the courage. 

Just as I was about to do it she turned towards me and I looked straight into her eyes which threw me off straight away as I have never looked into her eyes like this before. My cheeks started heating up straight away and I wanted to look away but I could see that her cheeks were doing the same plus her eyes were so beautiful I didn't want to stop admiring them. We were so in our own world that anything could have happened around us and we wouldn't of noticed. Having that moment gave me a bit more confidence with telling her how I feel because I'd like to think that you don't look at someone like that if you don't have some feelings towards them. Once we stopped looking into each other's eyes I took a few seconds to think of what to say before I decided to just go for it. 

"Y/n I have something I should tell you" I said 

"What is it?" She asked looking incredibly nervous 

"I'm sorry if this ruins everything but I love you as more than a friend" I admitted 

"Well I love you as more than a friend too" she whispered 

"Oh thank goodness I was worried about ruining our friendship" I said relieved that she felt the same way 

"What do we do now?" She asked 

"Well would you like to be my girlfriend?" I asked 

"Of course I would" she replied 

After making her mine I got a boost of confidence so I put a hand on her cheek and gently pulled her face towards mine and pressed my lips against hers. The second my lips touched hers I felt warmth flow through me as all of our hidden feelings came through the kiss. I never wanted to pull away but I knew we both needed to breathe so I did and instead I just pulled her close to my chest instead. Of course Gavi had to come over and tell us that he was right about us liking each other and how one of us should've made a move earlier. He also then made fun of us when I kissed her cheek which I saw coming but I don't really care. 

We stayed at the party for a bit longer before deciding to leave and I asked if she wanted to stay over at mine as now that she's mine I don't really want to let her go. She agreed to stay so when we got back I gave her one of my hoodies to sleep in and we got into bed and I got to cuddle with her as she fell asleep which was the most amazing feeling. Looking at her sleeping in my chest made me glad that Gavi forced me to tell her as it worked out pretty well in the end. 

#pedri imagine #pedri imagines #pedri gonzalez imagine #pedri gonzalez imagines

[junoswrlld]

ᓚᗢCHAP 11 — be quiet

summary: Kai, one of your closest friends, invites you as a plus one to one of his best friend's birthday party. but the bday boy is kinda cute…can you steal his heart?

Warnings: One-bed trope, fluff?, and jealousy

March 20, 2023

recap: hours later after beomgyu's opened his present and the two of you had been hanging out, you both decided to watch movies together. after maybe the third movie you both get kinda tired but you both say nothing still wanting to hang out with each other. not the best idea since you both have school in the morning and you end up falling asleep, in the same bed.

6:57 am

Yeah definitely not the best idea putting off sleeping to hang out longer, cause you find yourself waking up minutes before your 7 a.m. alarm for school goes off. and to make things worse your mom usually acts as a second alarm, banging on your door and sometimes opening it to make sure you're getting ready for school.

it genuinely freaked you out when you woke up hugging what you thought was a plushie of yours but had turned out to be beomgyu's arm as he was peacefully sleeping without a care in the world. he was really pretty in his sleep, long hair splayed across his face, the light shining in and hitting his face perfectly illuminating his beautifully sculpted features. in awe of his effortless charm, you almost forget the fact you need to be getting ready for school. like now.

trying to get up as quietly as possible, not wanting to wake the sleeping beauty, you turn off your alarm so it doesn't wake him up. you know what does though? your mom knocking on your door, trying to open it but lucky for you, you were smart enough to lock it the night before.

"y/n! you should be awake! you better have not been staying up all night doing something you're not supposed to," she shouts from just outside your bedroom door. you yell back telling her you were already up before looking at a very scared and nervous beomgyu that clearly has no idea what to do.

"Be quiet" you whisper, stepping closer to him. "she leaves for work in like twenty minutes. we can just leave once she does, okay?"

"Okay. and sorry, I didn't mean to get you in more trouble," he mutters just loud enough for you to make out what he says.

"It's okay, you haven't gotten me in any more trouble,,,, yet" you tell him as you reach over to your dresser, grabbing your hairbrush as you start to get ready as fast as you can so you have time to help beomgyu get ready for school too.

"Can I take a shower? and do you have any clothes I can wear?"

"I'll just have to dose you in perfume so you don't stink, and I can give you some of my clothes that are too big for me so you have something clean to wear"

"aww thanks y/n"

you look over to beomgyu, he seems to be a little flustered at the suggestion but not putting up a fight against it.

"Do you still feel sick?"

"I feel great"

After rushing to get ready, the two of you are finally out of the house just 20 minutes before the school bell is supposed to ring. running to the side of the house beomgyu takes his bike to the sidewalk as you go to get yours. you both talk and listen to music the whole way to school, riding your bikes as quick as you can on the fastest route to school.

you both arrived at school 5 minutes after the bell had rung, and you both parted ways, going to your respective classes. you texted each other between and during your classes at every chance you got. It started with him asking for homework help, but it quickly evolved into casual conversations about your interests, like movies and music.

You share funny stories and jokes, making each other laugh. You hoped these texts would become a daily routine. you two texted all the way until lunch. you hoped that you could sit with him at lunch, thinking that it would be obvious that you would after talking to each other for so long even texting haerin and Minji to tell them that you probably wouldn't sit with her.

But Beomgyu isn't it only person you're getting notifications from.

As you enter the bustling school cafeteria, the aroma of lunch fills the air, making your stomach growl in anticipation. You spot an empty seat at beomgyu's usual lunch table, and with your tray of food in hand, you make your way over. Your heart sinks as you notice her sitting there, Rami, chatting animatedly with none other than beomgyu. She looks at you for a moment before turning back to beomgyu, knowing you won't have the balls to come over to the lunch table she occupies with her shoulders touching beomgyu's.

thankfully for you though, beomgyu doesn't seem to be giving in to her flirty antics. and you miss it but he does see you when you enter the lunchroom. he thought you would sit with him, not really getting why you might not like Rami. but he seems lost when his eyes find you seemingly complaining to your friends.

you of course decide to stick to your usual lunch table with your friends. As you approach them, you can't help but feel a mix of relief and disappointment that you didn't go through with it, especially after spotting Rami chatting with Beomgyu.

Sitting down with your tray, you lean into haerin and Minji, keeping your voice low as you express your feelings. "You know, I was going to sit with Beomgyu, but Rami is there too, and it just feels awkward," you share. You describe the scene, how you spotted Rami with Beomgyu, their animated conversation, and how it made you feel. "it really bothered me. I guess I shouldn't be surprised though cause Rami's a bitch"

"oh she definitely knows you lied about dating him." haerin tells you as she takes another sip of her drink.

"I never said we're dating okay? but still, I have to hope and pray she doesn't tell him what I said."

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[thestrangestthing89]

Mike character analysis: Season 1 - Part 1 here. Part 2 here.

Part 3:

Lucas has now made two assumptions that Mike likes El - the why don't you marry her moment, and telling Mike he just likes that a girl isn't grossed out by him. There is nothing to indicate that Mike's behavior toward El is any different than it is toward anyone else. Dustin confirms that Lucas was acting the way he was because he's jealous and says the next thing that implies romance out of nowhere. He says suddenly Mike is hanging out with this girl all the time. It's been about 4 days since they found El and Mike only stayed home from school once with her. Almost every interaction with Mike and El has had Lucas and Dustin there, too. And most of the time Mike is only talking to the two of them with El in the background. He only talks directly to her to clarify things once in a while. Again, we have no indication that what Dustin is saying is true from the way that Mike is behaving toward El. Dustin assumes it to be true because why else would a boy be this invested in talking to a girl? It's the same reason the GA assumes it. Then Dustin goes and says something else that confirms for the audience the Mike is just a late-bloomer. "Sometimes your total obliviousness just blows my mind". He is saying this in reference to Mikes supposed feelings for El. But he never actually asks Mike how he feels about her any more than Lucas or anyone else does (I wrote more about his here). Mike is again stunned into silence. Not because he's oblivious (again, we see how emotionally intelligent he is with Will later) but because this comment is out of nowhere and there is no basis for it. The audience is supposed to recognize that two 12 year olds are simply deciding that Mike likes El. But we have seen something different. We have seen Mike spend all season worried about Will. All of Mike and El's interactions focus on Will.

Mike sort of changes the subject here and starts talking about how all of his friends are important to him. It's interesting that Dustin doesn't mention Will here. Mike's the one who brings him up. It's one of the many examples of how Mike and Will's relationship is private. It's not on display for the others to see. It's why Dustin is calling Mike oblivious - because he can't understand why he wouldn't have feelings for El. Why else would he be talking to a girl? He doesn't see his feelings for Will - they are hidden away. Mike, up until this point, is using El as a weapon to find Will. He even says as much. It's why him and Dustin go looking for her. They need her if they want Will back. This doesn't mean he doesn't care about her. But he also doesn't really know her. She serves a purpose and they haven't been around each other very long.

When the group is reunited at the school Mikes behavior towards El starts to shift a little. Now he's been told by 3 people that he is supposed to have romantic feelings for El (Nancy makes a brief comment assuming that he must too even though she's seen them interact for 5 minutes. Because why else would he be talking to a girl?). He has also been shown by his own parents, the bullies at school, and many adults in town that Will got what he deserved because he's gay. So he starts talking about the Snow Ball with El. He explains himself very badly to her here. He's confused himself. At this point it's been made clear to him that there are feelings he's supposed to be having toward her and if they were true, he wouldn't struggle to explain this to her. But he's doubting himself and is doing this because he is "supposed to" not because he wants to. He also has this conversation with her after Dustin and Lucas try to leave them alone in the gym. Mike relocates them to the cafeteria where Dustin and Lucas are looking for snacks. He doesn't want to be alone with her and not only that, it hints at the performative way he behaves toward her in season 3. Because if he's going to have to have a girlfriend people need to see. And then there is the kiss, which isn't just an awkward 12 year old kiss. This scene is not at all romantic. Mike is confusing El and she has no frame of reference for what he's talking about let alone doing. It's not ok that people think it's cute and romantic that he kissed her when she has no idea what he's doing and didn't consent to it. And he's only doing it because he got pushed to. This is the quickest and most awkward kiss that Mike is clearly trying to get over with as quickly as possible. There is no lingering here. He gets it over with and immediately starts talking about his sister again (he was talking about siblings pre-kiss) and then flees the room. They are now under attack by the people at the lab and there is a scene that directly parallels the monologue Mike gives El in season 4. El is tired and can hardly move. She is laying on a table and Mike is standing next to her holding her hand. He is clearly panicking - they are in danger and it's chaotic. The lights are flickering. Sound familiar? Here, Mike also blurts out some random nonsense. He talks about how she's going to come live with him and how they will go to the Snow Ball. He is trying to get her to hold on and even says as much. He's telling her comforting things to distract her from the danger around them. This is almost exactly the same thing that happens when Mike is giving his "I love you" monologue in season 4. The kid is panicking. He is blurting out random shit that sounds nice to try to get her to focus and fight. He's doing what he needs to do to keep her alive and with them. Much like the season 4 scene, this scene is not at all romantic. The lights are flickering and you can hear people being attacked in the background and then the demogorgan burst in the room. El sacrifices herself to save everyone and Mike is clearly upset about this. Who wouldn't be? They had an awful week full of trauma and the one person who was helping them died when he was just starting to get to know her. There is nothing here that is romantic.

We then go to the hospital where Will is recuperating and the boys are waiting. Mike is the only one still awake and it's clear he's worried about Will (I'm not suggesting he wasn't also still upset about El, but they are in a hospital waiting for Will. It's obviously mostly Will he's concerned about now). The second Jonathan says it's okay to see him he is the first one to burst through the door and hug him.

Everything Mike did this week was for Will. It wasn't for El. The only thing he does for El directly as a person is feed her and give her a place to stay. His entire motivation for the whole week was to get Will home safely and he ignored his own safety and well being to do it. Not to mention ignored the chief and his parents and went out looking anyway. Will is that important to him.

During this week Mike experiences a lot of trauma that he carries around the next season and through the rest of the series. It's still unresolved and it's still impacting his behavior - toward Will and El specifically - in important ways. But ultimately what's important for season one is that if you pay attention to Mikes behavior and not what other characters are saying, Mike does not have a crush on El. And most importantly, he knows this. He very consciously alters his behavior to gain his friends approval. Now, I'm not sure he fully realized the extent of his feelings for Will, but Will going missing was the catalyst for him thinking about what would happen if he loses him. And losing Will is a major theme that gets brought up for Mike each season. At this point, Lucas and Dustin introduce romantic feelings into their discussions and it prompts Mike to think about it. It seems like this is something that they haven't discussed before because Mike is thrown off every time it's brought up. But now he's thinking about it and he's thinking about how people expect him to feel compared to the way he does feel, which he shows us next season. So I think this is the beginning of Mike realizing that his feelings for Will may be different than Lucas and Dustin.

Season 2 is now posted. Part 1.

#byler #mike wheeler #gay mike wheeler #anti mileven

[mattsobvimyfav]

For sport (Matthew Sturniolo & Chris Sturniolo)

Pt 3

A.n - hey yall so this is gonna be a very very very slow burn I already have some chapters written so I will probs rapid fire. It will be toxic, there will be angst , smut , everything you can possibly think of. It happens.

t.w. - mention of toxic parents and body image.

Not really proof read either.

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Y/N’s POV

I pulled into my mother’s house dreading walking in. I turned off my car grabbing my phone and backpack. “How was the first day of classes, Have any homework?” My mother. Straight to the point. I’ve always heard how other mothers radiate love and happiness. Lucky them. Mine radiates anger and uneasiness. “No, it was the first day.” I say grabbing a water out of the fridge and turning towards her. “I dont need the attitude go to your room” I rolled my eyes and walked to my room, grateful I was sent there and did not have my door taken off its hinges… again…

I changed into shorts and a cropped top and opened my phone seeing Matthew still had me added I decided to add him back expecting nothing to come out of it. I was correct in assuming that because after a three-hour nap, I woke up to a couple of snap chats from my streaks and texts from Haylee.

Haylee-

4:32

How is it?

5:20

Did she take your phone again?

6:13

Ill assume that or your sleeping, ill wait and see.

Y/N-

7:38

Noooo i got sent to my room, and took a nap. I’m gonna pick out a cuter outfit tmrw

Oh yeah and mattaddedmeonsnapchat

Haylee-

7:39

WHAT?!! Has lindsy threatened your life yet?

I decided to just FaceTime with her because, if you know me, you know, I hate texting and would much rather just talk on the phone. She immediately picks up as I give her the run down of how he added me when I got in my car and decided she would help me pick out my outfit for the following day.

We had decided since I wore such an unflattering outfit the first day, I’d wear something that showed off my figure a little more. I didn’t waste 12 years of soccer and at the gym to noto show off what I worked so hard to succeed. We stayed on the phone for the next two hours trying to decide on a color for my homecoming dress, our school had homecoming, snowball, a spring formal, and prom. So homecoming was pretty early into the year.

Once we hung up I made myself a quick sandwich before getting in the shower and getting ready for bed, day two of classes is usually when they actually buckle down and start teaching.

I woke up the next morning, washing my face and brushing my teeth before letting my hair hang loose in its natural state, wavy straight basically just a mess, and put on my outfit. I threw on a pair of black gym shark leggings and a forest green cropped crew neck with some blazers. I never was one to wear jeans literally ever so this was about the best you’d get out of me until summer came along. I grabbed my backpack and checked my phone to see Haylee texting me asking what I would want from dunkin. I quickly responded and threw my phone into my waistband walking out to see my mom in her usual spot on the recliner.

“I’m going to school.” I stood in the entry of the living room looking at her “Are you sure your skinny enough for that outfit?” I scoffed rolling my eyes and walking out of the house. My mom was a real charmer you see, I was skinny. I was very fit. I worked really hard since I was a bigger kid and my mom would make fun of me. I let her words roll off my back now knowing I did look good and I did not need her to tell me whether I did or didnt.

I plugged my phone in and started to listen to the neighborhood as I peeled off heading to school, I was about fifteen minutes early as I parked next to Haylee turning off my car and hoping into hers.

“Good morning my peach” I said as I grabbed the bagel she had got for me.

“Good morning, what is on the schedule for today. Leaving early?” I shook my head no, “This is when Ill be assigned work so Ill stay late for the week and friday we will leave early” she nodded as we sat on our phones finishing our breakfast. We had lost track of time, the bell rining snapping us back to reality. We walked in with our bags and drinks in hand.

“Dad’s tonight?” she asked as I grabbed my first two classes books and notebooks out.

“Yeah. mom basically called me fat this morning so I’ll be there if you wanna come” She smilled nodding before pulling me a pencil out of my locker placing it on my books and walking away. She knew me well enough to know I would forget it.

Math was easy per usual. I accidentally took a nap the second period of english. That was okay though because that meant it was time for lunch. I grabbed my dollar bills and made my way to the vending machine getting a bubbly drink and a bag of chips. I walked into the lunchroom taking a seat at my friend, Olivia’s table.

“Y/N we missed you this summer.” She said wrapping her arms around me

“Yeah squirt” Olivias boyfriend followed behind, Nate, They had been dating since the first week of freshmen year and I loved them both deeply.

“I know, me and Haylee went up and down the whole state this summer” I smiled before opening my bag of chips. Lunch was filled with talking nonsense and giggling at each other until the bell rang. Olivia gave me a hug before walking away, she was like a literal ray of sunshine over me.

I took my seat placing my books down for my last four periods of the day as Matthew walked in just as the bell rang and shot me a smirk, I rolled my eyes at him before shoving my stuff to the side and sending Haylee a quick text asking to go shopping after school.

“Alright class, Since its the begging of your senior year I decided to make this assignment easy for you and you will be working in partners. I hated school even more when partners were involved. Our teacher started reading off names once he finally got to me “Y/N and….” He said glancing around the room “Matthew!” I immediately head planted into the desk annoyed, I had gone three successful years in none of his classes and keeping out of Lindays b-line of terror.

Matthew pulled up a chair next to me “Alright, I dont want to do any work this period so I say we do it tonight and Ill just text you” I agreed seeing as not the smalled part of me wanted to participate either. “I dont know what time Ill be home, me and Haylee are going shopping” I said looking down at my phone “Shopping for what” He asks “Hoco dress” I kept scrolling through the online shop as he nodded looking back at his phone,

The bell finally ring sending us to gym, I asked my gym teacher if I could go grab some work I needed to complete from my shop and she let me go, that was a lie, there just wasnt a single part of me wanting to go to gym.

I sat with Mr. Reynolds for the remainder of gym while he questioned me on the state of my eye, the left only a little yellow still and the right still bruised. The bell rang singnaling I had to head to biology. I said goodbye to my favorite teacher and made my way to class.

Walking in I noticed Mattheew already sitting, I decided to take this time to really look at him. He was wearing a black T-shirt and Haylee was not lying one of his amrs completely covered in patch work. He had on black cargo pants, his hair messy, and his stubble still growing in.

“You know its rude to stare” Matt said snapping me back to reality taking a seat a couple over from him “In your dreams” Just as I thought one sturniolo per class was enough I was bombarded to see Christopher walking in sitting inbetween me and Matt. I didnt dislike chris. He was funny enough and nice to me whenever we spoke, which was quiet alot because we were in the same shop “Hey pickle. Heard about the party. If you want Ill be the shit out of that guy” Chris said smirking at me. I giggled at him at the fact he still calls me pickle only Mr. Reynolds and Chris do that. “Its fine Chris. Ill be okay” Matt stared at us as me and Chris talked.

Once the class was over I started packing up my stuff “Hey you going to Homecoming?” Chris asked as I was putting my bag over my shoulder “Yeah, why?” I looked at him confused. “Go with me. I dont have a date so it should be fun” I took a minute to think before figuring who would it hurt “Sure Ill text you the color i pick out later” He gave me a quick side hug as he ran off towards the doors. “Ill text you tonight” was all Matt said before also walking out the door. I stood there waiting for Haylee because I couldnt possibly wait to tell her I had found a homecoming date. Even if it was only chris he was one of the more attractive guys in our grade so I was happy my pictures would come out good.

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#matt sturniolo x reader #matthew sturniolo #matt sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #chris sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #nick sturniolo

[randynetwork65]

Chat Won't Take No For An Answer Part 1

Cat Noir has been acting strangely but Marinette couldn't figure out why. He has been making more time for her, visiting her often, and even buying her stuff she didn't need. 

Marinette has a hard time when he starts being romantic around her but she wants to be friends and nothing more, yet, he becomes clingy, so much so that she has a difficult time telling him no.

What is causing Cat Noir to act so differently towards Marinette? Will Marinette develop feelings for Cat Noir or continue to view him as just a friend? Will Plagg's warning about overdoing it by trying to win over Marinette come true?

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Marinette was busy writing down things and doodling in her secret diary at home until Cat Noir knocked on her window to visit her. She wondered why he saw her, hoping it wasn't about patrol again. 

"Chat, why are you here? Patrol perhaps?" She asked him as he stood there flustered. 

"N-Not really, I just came to see you," Cat Noir said. 

"You came over to see me?" She asked him as he nodded in response. 

"Yes," he smiled, then knelt in front of her before kissing her hand. "I came to visit my princess, of course." 

"Your princess? Don't be silly, Chat," she giggled. "I'm no one's princess, Chat." 

He chuckled at her sassy tone. "You're one sassy princess, little lady." 

His gleaming, forest-green eyes stared into her calming yet alluring, bluebell eyes as the two sat there for a few minutes of silence. They started talking again once they figured out what to talk about. Cat Noir cleared his throat as she went to her desk to write down some notes. 

“Marinette, do you want to hang out with me?” he asked. 

"Sure," she said, putting down her pen. 

"Great! I'll look forward to seeing you later today," he said, smiling. "Meet me at 7, by the Seine River."

"Okay, I will meet you there!" she shouted.

She, watched him leave. She was excited to hang out with Cat Noir but it was weird of him to pick a time for them to hang out together. She always picked out a time for them to hang out together so it was strange of him to be this selective. 

"Is it just me or is Cat Noir more prepared than I thought?" She asked Tikki. 

"I have no idea but it seems like Cat Noir likes you a lot," Tikki eats a macaroon as she answers Marinette's question. 

"He likes me? I thought he liked Ladybug?" She needed clarification. 

"You are Ladybug," Tikki rolled her eyes. 

"You're right, Tikki, I almost forgot who I was for a moment," she awkwardly giggled. 

She checked the time; it was 5 o'clock, meaning she had about 2 hours left until she met with Cat Noir at the Seine River. She was internally panicking while getting herself ready for Cat Noir to see her. An hour passed by and she was out of the shower. Getting dressed, she noticed something missing.

"Okay, I've showered, I got dressed and now I need to put my socks and shoes on," she said, putting on her outfit. 

It was a simple blouse and skirt, with a light jacket, hoping she wasn't underdressed, she made sure that the weather was suitable for her outfit. Then she rechecked the time, it was 6:30. 

"Oh my goodness, it's close to time to meet Cat Noir!" She almost freaked out and took a deep breath to calm herself. 

"Marinette, it'll be fine, please don't freak out," Tikki calmly advised her. 

Meanwhile, with Cat Noir, he was already prepared for the hangout. His kwami was a little ticked off by his holder’s actions, little did he know, that was going to be the last time his holder was ever going to detransform. Plagg was esteemed when he gorged out on all the cheese he could have, Adrien, was mumbling to himself. 

“She loves me, she loves me not,” he said, plucking petals off one of the roses he had kept.

“Why are you doing that, Adrien? Are you crazy?” Plagg asked, shallowing a piece of camembert. “She’ll love you for the cheese you are, don’t overdo it.”

“I know, Plagg, but I want her to love what I do for her,” he said, sighing. “She’s beautiful, sassy, smart, and great at being herself.” 

“And you’re no better at being yourself?” Plagg raised an eyebrow. “Accept yourself, Adrien.”

“I have accepted myself, Plagg,” he said. “It’s not the first time I’ve reinvented my personality as Cat Walker.”

“That’s something different, I’m talking about you being in love with that Marinette girl!” Plagg shouted at him. “I don’t want you to be heartbroken again.”

“Plagg, I just want her to notice me as Cat Noir,” he said, smiling. “That way, I can win her over as Cat Noir.”

Plagg sighed. “Just do not overdo it, lover boy. Many Cat Noirs failed to get their love to notice them as a love interest, whether it ended in chaos when they were akumatized or with them being rejected. And I don’t want the same to happen to you, Adrien.”

Adrien didn’t think of the thought of being akumatized or being rejected, but his heart yearned to see Marinette again. His mind drifted off of Plagg’s warning and into fantasy land. Plagg sighed, and he decided to visit Tikki. He carefully went to Marinette’s home without causing suspicion. 

“Tikki-” Plagg called out once he spotted her in Marinette’s purse. “Tikki!” 

Tikki popped out of her purse.to find Plagg pacing around, it was unusual of him to do.

“Plagg, I’m here, what do you need?” Tikki asked, “Is this about Marinette?” 

“Yes, how could you tell?” Plagg was a little surprised. “My holder is infatuated with your holder and he can’t seem to control himself around her.”

“Are you worried he’ll do something to Marinette?” Tikki asked, concerned. “I hope he doesn’t hurt her.”

“I’m pretty sure that he loves her too much to even hurt her. But if he does, he’ll take responsibility for his actions,” Plagg said. “I’ll make sure he watches out for her.”

Tikki felt reassured by Plagg, who seemed very serious about the matter. She was sure that Cat Noir would watch out for Marinette. Cat Noir saved her multiple times before but that was before he realized he was in love with her as a civilian. 

Plagg returned to find Adrien preparing a table in his room. Adrien was ecstatic while looking at his phone, Plagg was beginning to be concerned about him. 

“I had thought of a perfect idea to have Marinette over and as Cat Noir, I can persuade her to go out with me,” Adrien said. “I asked my father and he agreed to let her come over.”

“Adrien, are you sure about this? You’re letting her into your room as Cat Noir, right?” Plagg blinked. “She will see all your photos of her and Ladybug.”

“I’ll hide them, don’t worry, Plagg.” He said. 

He put the photos away in a secret compartment and closed it. Plagg's eyes followed Adrien's movement as he put away some of the things he had in his room. Then, Adrien started decorating his room with candles, roses, and other romantic stuff. He even dimmed the lights.

"I'll serenade to her as well," Adrien smiled. "Plagg, claws out!" 

He quickly transformed into his alter ego, Cat Noir, and he was ready to go out near the Seine River to meet up with Marinette. He looked around and no one was there so he quickly prepared himself before she arrived. 

It was a windy day but it didn’t deter them from hanging out together. Marinette had a lot of thoughts in her mind as she tried to find something to say.

Her light dress was blowing against the wind as she tried various times to keep it down, Cat Noir was wearing a tuxedo, which was unusual for him to wear since it was supposed to be casual wear. 

Cat Noir was so lost in fantasy he didn't hear her call his name twice, he imagined her wearing a beautiful dress and light jacket or something more provocative. He snapped out of his fantasy land and into reality when he heard her voice. 

"Hey Chat!" Her voice made him turn to look at her beautiful outfit, he wished he could make her wear expensive dresses so he could selfishly admire her in them. 

He wiped drool off his face. "H-Hey, princess," he stuttered as she giggled. 

"Are you doing okay?" She asked as cold air blew into her face. 

"Y-Yes, I'm fine," he smiled, excited to see her. "How are you doing today, my princess?" 

"Chat! I told you before that I'm not yours!" She was a little annoyed that he wasn't listening. "I'm doing well by the way." 

"That's good to hear. I was going to tell you that I set up a table in Adrien Agreste's room while he's out for the day," Cat Noir tried not to sound too excited. 

"Wouldn't his father be mad at him for letting me and you in his house? Are you sure about this?" She asked Cat Noir. 

"His father agreed to let us go into his house while he's gone to Great Britain for a month," he smiled radiantly. "So think of it as house-sitting."

"If you say so, I would be honored to house-sit with you," she giggled again. "So, are we going to be doing anything fun today?"

“We’ll be having tea together, playing games outside and we're going to the amusement park tonight," he said, smiling. "I plan on taking you there myself."

Marinette smiled as he prepared the tea for the two of them. Meanwhile, Tikki was busy eating cookies in complete bliss as time passed by. Strange, no akuma alerts, Tikki thought to herself as she chewed on another macaroon.

Cat Noir poured some warm milk tea out of a pot for Marinette and himself as she took a sip from her cup. 

“Thanks, Chat,” she said, smiling brightly.

"You're welcome, princess," he cleared his throat. "Would you like some sugar or some snacks to go with your milk tea?"

"Yeah, some snacks please," she said as he went to grab some snacks for her. 

He went to get snacks and drinks and returned with a big bag of snacks and drinks. Marinette was a little bit surprised by the amount. 

"That's a bunch of snacks and drinks," she said.

"I just grabbed a bunch," he said. "I made sure to get your favorite snacks." 

She noticed he was pulling out the snacks onto the table. She noticed the snacks were from her family bakery, snacks such as macaroons, cookies and croissants were her favorite ones to eat. 

Marinette knew Tikki was a big fan of cookies and macaroons whenever she was about to transform into her alter ego, Ladybug, whenever villains popped up out of the blue. 

"I appreciate it that you thought of bringing snacks for us while we housesit," she smiled as Cat Noir blushed. 

Cat Noir was happy to hear that she appreciates him, but he wanted her to kiss him on the cheek or something sweet from her. 

"You know, I was thinking of making Ladybug and Cat Noir jackets for fun," she giggled. "What do you think of the idea?" 

"It sounds very fun and creative that you admire heroes like me," he points to himself. "I hope I have captured your attention that way." 

"You sure are captivating," she said, laughing. "I guess heroes like you could catch people's attention that way." 

"I catch people's attention with my cat puns and my charms," he smirks. "You're the most beautiful civilian I've ever met, I want you to be charmed by me."

"I'm flattered but you don't have to waste your time charming me," she said, giggling awkwardly. 

"Princess, I want to charm you," he said, smiling. "By being by your side, I feel happier than ever!" 

They enjoyed themselves the whole day as they were talking amongst themselves and playing video games together. Time passed and Cat Noir was itching to ask her out but Marinette was focused on the video game. 

"Marinette?" He called out. "I have a question for you."

She paused the game and looked at him. He became nervous as she stared at him. 

"Will you please be my girlfriend?" He asked her, leaning towards her as their lips almost touched. 

She was a little hesitant at first but answered his question anyway. He was eager for her to say yes, that way he would spoil her everyday like she's a queen. 

"Your girlfriend? Chat, we're friends not lovers," she said. "I hardly can see myself dating a hero." 

"Why not? At least tell me one reason why you don't see us as a couple," he begged her as she rolled her eyes at him. 

"I just can't see us as a couple," she said. "What can you provide as my boyfriend if we ever dated?" 

"I would provide anything my princess wants," he smiled radiantly. "If it's shelter, food or warmth, I'll provide it." 

"I'd like to see that someday," she said, laughing. "But I'm still not your princess."

"Just give me a chance, princess. I'll make it worth your time," he begged on his knees while she didn't seem interested. 

"Chat, stop begging me to be your girlfriend. I know you are desperate but please don't waste my time with stuff like this," she said, standing up.  

He muttered to himself. "Plan A was ruined, time for Plan B."

"How about we head outside for today?" He asked, he had planned out their activities already. 

"Sure, I feel way too comfy in here," she stretches her body as she heads towards the door.  "Let's go outside for a while."

He smiled, ready to go outside as he planned for the perfect time to ask her again. He opened the door and let her outside as he set up a romantic spot for the two of them.

She liked the lighting outside as she was wandering around aimlessly until Cat Noir had given her something beautiful. It was a sparkling

blue bracelet that he bought for her as a gift, she enjoyed it as he smiled at her. 

"Um, thanks Chat," she said. "I appreciate it, but you didn't have to buy it for me."

"I bought it for you because I adore my princess so much," he said, kissing her cheeks a few times. 

"Chat, stop it," she giggled, while poking him playfully. 

"Only if my princess agrees to be my girlfriend," he joked, smirking knowingly at her.

"Never will, kitty. And I'm not your princess," she playfully sticks out her tongue at him.

And with that, he had enough of her teasing and kissed her lips forcibly, igniting the tension between them. She broke the kiss after a few minutes to breathe, he had kissed her too hard.

"Chat, why did you do that?" She was annoyed with him. 

"Well, I stole a kiss from your lips because I want you to be mine," his tone changed from flirty to husky and intimidating. "Can you tell me why you can't be my girlfriend?"

"I can't date you because I'm in love with someone else," she said. 

"Who is this guy? Is it Luka?" He gritted his teeth. "Tell me."

"I can't," she said. "It's a secret."

"If he doesn't win you over, I will steal your heart from him," he chuckled, pulling her close to his chest as she struggled against him. "My love, please don't fight against it."

"Chat, let me go!" She shouted as he tightened his grip. 

"My love, please accept my affection," he said, kissing her passionately. 

"Let me go!" She pleaded for him to release her. 

"Tell me and I'll let you go," he said. "Is it Luka?" 

"It's not Luka," she said as he loosened his grip. 

"I'll let you go, but you must tell who he is," he said with an unreadable expression. 

He let her go but he still demanded to know who she was in love with. Marinette sighed in relief and gave him some clues. 

"He's an ex-model, he's blonde and around my age," she said. "Is that all you want to know?" 

He blinked and chuckled when she told him her type. It wasn't the answer he was looking for but it was close enough. 

"Okay, he seems like a good type of guy," he said, huffing and puffing in jealousy. 

"Yeah, you can stop acting like a child now," she said as he crossed his arms.  

"I'm not acting like a child!" He shouted, stomping around. 

"You are acting very immature," she said. "And shouting while stomping around is immature." 

"Why can't you understand that I love you, princess?!" He shouted at her as she was unfazed. 

"See? You're immature," she said, shoving him away from her face. 

"You never see me as a man!" He shouted. "Princess, you should love me." 

"I can't, I'm in love with someone else," she said. "I'm sorry, Chat."

He huffed in annoyance and walked off to her chaise lounge then laid on it with his legs crossed. Marinette was working on some outfits to get her mind off Cat Noir. 

"Would you like to try out this jacket?" She asked. "Unless you want to opt out…" 

He jumped in front of her and put on the jacket for her. Cat Noir confidently posed in the jacket as she checked the jacket to see if it was sturdy enough to be worn. Once she inspected the jacket, it seemed very sturdy and wearable so she let him keep it. 

"You can keep the jacket, Chat," she said, patting his shoulder. "But if you want me to see you as a man, you have to behave yourself." 

"Thank you, my sweet princess," he bowed down in front of her. "I love the paw print designs on this jacket." 

"I told you a million times not to call me your princess!" She hits him with a pillow. 

"Alright, alright already, princess!" He pleaded. "I'll stop calling you my princess." 

"Good," she stopped hitting him. 

#marichat #miraculous fanfic #miraculous au #miraculous ladybug #marinette dupain cheng #cat noir #adrien agreste #ml ladybug #chatwon'ttakenoforananswer

[cutelittleriot]

Chapter 6

Branch is awoken by a sudden knocking at the entrance to his bunker. Groaning he checks the time "Who knocks on someone's door at 5am?!" He asks himself. He usually gets up at around dawn but he still would have enjoyed another hour of sleeping. He is also made aware by a very sharp and sudden pain in his fingertips....pawtips? Doesn't matter but it hurts. It's almost like a sharp stabbing pain.

"I think my claws are coming in" He says to himself. It makes sense given the pain around his fingertips. First his hands changed into paws and now his claws are coming in to accommodate his newly changed paws.

Getting up he puts on his robe and heads to the entrance "What?" He says with a yawn. Ti his surprise it's Poppy and..."Why do you have a suitcase?" He asks confused.

"Well since I'm gonna be transforming and I definitely don't want the other trolls to see me until I'm done I decided I'm gonna be staying with you until it's done!" She says clapping her hands together.

"Wait what-" "Don't worry it's only gonna be a few days I already told my dad and they think I'm going to hang out with Barb to deal with some queenly stuff. If anything goes wrong we will know. I mean it's not like we are actually leaving the village?" She says. Counting to 10 mentally in his head he allows her in. 'It's too early to deal with this' Branch thinks to himself.

"I'm gonna go get dressed there is some fruit on the table if your hungry" He says heading to his room. He has a feeling he is forgetting something important but nothing is coming to mind. As he is putting on his best it hits him and he bolts to his kitchen "SUGAR! POPPY WHATEVER YOU DO DONT-"

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"MMMMMMPPPPPHHHHH!" Poppy screams with her mouth closed in obvious pain. "Eat anything" Branch finishes too late. Poppy looks at him confused and a bit scared as her eyes water in both pain and confusion. "Its ok Poppy this happened to me too I will help you through it" He says gently wiping away her tears and she nods.

He goes over to get a few paper towels "Now I need you to spit into this" He says handing her the paper towels and she proceeds to spit out a piece of apple and four of her teeth. "Good good now you will just need to wash out your mouth for a few minutes and the bleeding will stop" He explains to her and she nods before heading over to the bathroom and washes out her mouth.

She didn't expect that to happen! She was just wanting some breakfast. She had gotten a apple and right at the moment she bit down she could hear and feel something wrong with her mouth as she could hear Branch yell at her to not do what she just did.

It hurt.....it hurt alot. It was like when she was loosing her baby teeth only this time it actually hurts! Heading to the bathroom she proceeds to wash out her mouth for a good 5 minutes before stopping when she stopped tasting blood. Scared she opens her mouth to see that 4 of her teeth were gone just like.....oh. "So that's what happened" She says to herself as she realizes what happened to Branch the day before yesterday. Now there is a throbbing pain where her teeth were before.

She heads back out to see Branch has washed off the blood from her now useless teeth. "Uhm I didn't know what you wanted me to do with them so I just washed them off" He says awkwardly. "Itsh fine" She says noticing her lisp. "We can shave them for later we can look back at them and remember thish whole thing" She says being her usual optimistic self to which Branch chuckles at.

"So uhm yeah sorry for not telling you that would happen I kinda frogot as I just woke up" He says emberassed for forgetting something so important. "Itsh fine Branch really. It wash probably going to happen shoon anywash" She lisps. The two make their way to the couch and try to relax after their already eventful morning and it wasn't even 6am yet.

"I actually thought your teeth jusht grew. I didn't think your teeth actually fell out!" Poppy laughs and Branch only chuckles a little at her thought process. "I wish it was that simple but it wasn't. You should have seen how horrified I was. I thought something bad was happening to me but then I remembered your dad saying how we had fangs and that's when it clicked for me" He explains.

"Shpeaking of transhformationshs whatshs transhforming today" She asks curious as she has been noticing that Branch has been wringing his hands alot for some reason. "My claws are growing in. It's not exactly pleasant. It honestly hurts not as bad as the fangs but it's up there" He says examining his paws. There is the beggining of a little slit at his fingertips to where the claws will grow out of. He just hopes they are retractable.

Poppy leans over to get a closer look not noticing how red Branch is getting from the close proximity. "Oh wow your handshs are now almosht completely pawshs! Sho adorable!" She coos as she messes with his paws again not noticing just how much redder he is becoming. While yes they are dating Branch is still getting used to physical touch for having little to no physical contact for 20 years.

"I can't wait to shee what mine will look like I bet they will be sho adorable!" She says excited. "Yeah can't wait to see them. You don't have to worry as it won't hurt a bit so it's sort of a break as it's only mildly uncomfortable. Well it was for me." He explains.

Poppy then proceeds to yawn "Let me guess you didn't sleep at all last night?" Branch asks knowing his girlfriend all to well. "Nope" Poppy says rubbing her eyes. "Was it becuase you were trying to think of a excuse to stay with me until this is over?" Branch asks with a smirk. "Yep" Poppy says tiredly resting her head on Branchs shoulder much to his surprise. "Well I'm going out to forage for some supplies if you want you can rest in my bed I won't mind" He suggests and she nods sleepily. Gently he picks her up and manages to carry her to his bed. It's a bit strange though usually he has a bit of trouble carrying her,not that she is fat or anything! But now he could do so with ease. Was his muscle strength increased as well with this transformation? Becuase if so that's another good thing to come out of this.

He quietly leaves his girlfriend to sleep in peace though how she is managing to sleep through the pain of her growing fangs is a mystery to him. Shrugging to himself and deciding to not ask questions he grabs his scavenging supplies and heads out as the sun is starting to rise over the horizon. He is actually a bit excited he is wanting to see what's different with his currently transforming body.

Not even 10 minutes into his cavanging he is hit with a few things. First is the overwhelming new sounds and smells. At first it was almost too much and he had to take a minute to gather himself before going back. He knew his hearing was enhanced but also his sense of smell? That's a new one on him. It's both a good thing and a bad thing. It's good as it allows him to locate food much easier than he could before just by smelling them. Bad news is he could smell things he really wishes he couldn't such as dead animals and bad smelling plants. He has to plug his nose when he gets near one.

Another new thing is the urge to run on all fours which is something he absolutely refuses to do. Well maybe not in front of other trolls. He decides to give it a try after giving it some thought. Making sure nobody was around he lowers himself onto all 4s and to his surprise it didn't feel as weird as he thought his pawpads feel ok against the ground like they were made for this purpose and well it was true they were probably made for this. The only thing wrong is his legs they didn't feel right whenever he tried to walk. Like something was missing he has no idea what though.

Deciding to hold off on further testing he decides to get back to scavenging albeit on 2 legs this time. He manages to grab alot more valuable and rare stuff this time around due to his new enhanced senses.

Around lunchtime though he notices something about his paws that very well make him have a near panic attack.His paws were turning gray. Not the gray of what he was like before but it's close. "No no no" he whispers in horror as he continues to stare. He has to control his breathing as he can't be having a panic attack in the middle of the forest. While this transformation has been less than pleasant that isn't enough to make him grey again!

He feels fine mentally and mostly physically the pain in his fingertips says otherwise. He then remembers that King peppy did say that their ancestors colors weren't as bright or saturated as they are today so this might also just be apart of the transformation. He will keep a very VERY close eye though. The grayness seems to only be around his paws up to his wrists and doesn't seem to go past that. Keeping a close eye on his paws he gets back to scavenging.

Though around to mid afternoon his fingertips begin to hurt more and more the stabbing feeling returning tenfold with a vengeance. Hissing through his fangs he decides to head back to his bunker having found enough for today. Thankfully the grayness didn't spread at all which eases his nerves a little.

When he enters his bunker again he doesn't see Poppy anywhere and his ears twitch as he listens for her and he can hear that she is still sleeping at the moment which is good she needs to get as much sleep as she can.

As he begins to put away his finds of today the stabbing pain escalates even more and he is unable to let put a yell of pain as he holds his paws.

Poppy awakes to the sound of Branch yelling in pain. Jumping out of his bed she races to where she hears it only to see Branch holding his paws in pain. She is about to go to him when she smells it.

Blood

Going over to him and looking at his paws she notices that there is blood coming from those slits that were there this morning. She then watches in horror as black claws violently come out of the slits and they were covered in blood. "Oh my gosh Branch!" She yells in shock as he looks at his new claws in horror. He doesn't seem to respond to her as she gently guides him to the bathroom to wash off the excess blood.

He doesn't seem to react much to the cold water that was being washed over his paws he just continues to stare at them. After everything has been washed and dried she decides to guide him to the couch and he still doesn't respond to her.

'They are long' that's the only thing that's currently going through his mind as he is looking at his claws. Currently twisting and turning his paws every which way. He honestly doesn't know what he was expecting he knew he was growing claws that much was obvious,he just wasn't expecting them to be this long. They were only a few centimeters long but still!

"Branch are you ok?" He finally realizes that Poppy has been trying to talk to him. 'I'm doing just great Poppy I just had claws rip come of my fingers very painfully might I ad so yes I'm just peachy!' He sarcastically yells mentally. "I'm ok now the pains gone so that's good. Also it seems your lisp is gone" He says noticing it as he can see her fangs are about the same length as his.

"Oh really? I didn't notice but that's not important right now. I mean are you really ok? " She says knowing how her bf likes to let people think he is ok as to not burden them with his pain and handle it by himself.

"I'm one hundred percent sure I swear" He days putting up his paws. He goes back to looking at them,the claws are still out but right now it's like when he is flexing his fingers,so he tries to relax them and the claws retract into his paws and he sighs in relief in that they are retractable. This significantly decreases the chance of him accidentally scratching someone on accident.

"Well that's good I was really worried when I heard you yell" She says looking at him. He isn't the one to yell usually not in pain only when it really hurts is when he yells. "You can always come to me when you are in pain Branch I will help you out" Poppy says smiling at him.

"I know that it's just you were asleep when I got back and I know you needed your rest, and it only got that bad not long after I returned" Branch explains to her to which she just shakes her head. "Branch it doesn't matter if I'm asleep I want you to come tell me so I can help you. You shouldn't be alone for the amount of pain your going through right now" She says putting a hand on his shoulder. "I'm going to be going through this exact pain myself soon remember?" She explains to him and he already knew that. He isn't looking forward to it.

He absolutely can't stand seeing his girlfriend in pain and would try his best to lessen it or prevent it all together if he could but alas for this scenario he cant. The least he could do is be there for her. "Yeah I know and I promise I will be there for you when it gets bad just come get me and I will be there asap it doesn't matter what I'm doing I want you to tell me" He tells her because she also has a habit of not telling others when she is in pain and she just nods.

The two trolls decide to just sit with eachother in silence for a few minutes before the sound of their stomachs growling alert them that once again they haven't eaten at all today. All Branch had was a berry or 2 while out scavenging while Poppy was asleep.

"How about I make us some soup it will be easy on those growing fangs of yours" He says and Poppy nods with a smile. He heads to the kitchen and begins to get cooking while Poppy heads back to the bathroom to look in the mirror curious about her new fangs.

She opens her mouth and "Oh wow those are some sharp looking fangs that's for sure" She says surprised. It's one thing to see someone with them its a whole other thing to actually feel them in your mouth. To actually be able to feel them with your tounge and all that. They even peak out of her mouth with her overbite,which in her opinion makes her look absolutely adorable.

(What her fangs look like with her overbite)

She also uses this opportunity to look at her new grown fur. The fur around her neck is considerably longer than anywhere else it was almost like a little scarf. Just like with branch there tufts of fluff around her elbows wrists ankles and knees. Though there are also long tufts around her upper arms near her neck. Feeling the fur it was so soft! It was holding a fuzzy blanket!

She is in there for a while just looking at herself making all kinds of faces in the mirror with her new fangs and messing around with her longer fur when Branch calls for dinner and her ears twitch at his voice. "Huh that's new they usually don't do that" She says a bit surpirsed. While troll ears can move they usually only react with extreme emotion or when a troll willingly moves them. They usually don't move on their own or react like this though she has noticed that Branchs ears have been doing this ever since his transformation started.

She makes her way back to the kitchen and Branch hands her a bowl of hot soup with veggies and it smells absolutely delightful though she knows Branch is a good cook. Even if she wonders how he thinks his Grandma's fluffleberrycake is good she isn't going to ask as everyone has different tastes.

The two eat their soup in relative silence and its very delicious she needs to ask Branch for the recipe later it's easy on her still growing fangs but they are close to being done as the pain is lessening by the hour. She eats 2 helpings before feeling full while Branch actually had 3 seeing as he missed breakfast and lunch. They actually managed to empty the whole pot much to their surprise.

"Wow we must have sure been hungry" Branch says a bit surprised at seeing the empty pot. "Well we both missed breakfast and lunch so this is the only thing we ate today. And don't try to deny it Branch I know you too well." She says bopping him on the nose causing him to blush. He doesn't say anything as to not give her the satisfaction even if she was right.

The two begin to change into their pajamas when a thought hits Branch. "Uhm by the way Poppy where are you going to sleep?" Branch asks his girfriend. "Oh I'm sleeping in your room. I brought my sleeping bag so don't worry" She cheerfully says not noticing Branch now resembles a tomato with how red he is.

This is actually the first time Poppy has ever slept over let alone sleep in his room! 'Ok Branch don't freak out its not like we are going to do anything' "Just curious why my room specifically?" He asks. "Oh well its just so in case something happens to one of us during the transformation and need help in caseit gets super painful" She explains as she rolls out her sleeping bag.

Yeah that makes sense to Branch. Yep totally makes sense. They both go to brush their teeth before bed and both lay down in their respective places. Poppy who is on the near the end of his bed yawns "Goodnight Branch see you in the morning" She yawns before turning over and within a few minutes he hears the familiar sound of her soft breathing.

It takes him maybe a good half hour before he can sleep knowing that Poppy is in the same room as him. He wonders what new thing is going to transform and if it's going to hurt as much as his claws.

#trolls #trolls 2 #branch #poppy #broppy #return to origin

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part 1 -> part 2 -> part 3 -> part 4 -> part 5 -> part 6*

Struggles of a Lonely Kid

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Chapter 6   Song: 

Crossfire ‿︵‿︵୨˚̣̣̣͙୧ - -୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿︵‿︵

Aeris sits down near Kyoka, a strawberry sucker in his mouth as he looks through files for Ranpo and Kunikida, some of possible murders, bomb threats, and kidnapping. The sound of the door opening behind him makes him sit up, and turn his head towards Kyoka, who turned and stood up.

Atsushi entered the room, holding a file and a taser in his possession. “Sorry for the wait,” the male apologizes. 

Aeris turns to the files on the desk, keeping an ear out on the conversation, while looking into the cases. Atsushi hands Kyoka the stun gun, telling her that he got it for her just in case.

“With the Port Mafia still after you, can’t be too careful…” He pauses “Though, this time at least I don’t think you have to worry.”

“What’s the job?” Kyoka asks, her voice holding a gentle tone to it after she takes the stun gun from him.

“All you have to do is deliver this envelope of evidence to a judge in court. Oh,” Atsushi explains, searching for something in his pocket. Bringing out a picture of the judge, a chubby man with brown hair cut into a bowl shape, a thick square mustache, and a black suit with a blue tie.

Aeris pouts, he’ll be lonely here in the office, Ranpo and Yosano are free for today, Kenji is free due to the incident with Lucy, Kunikida and Dazai are out, Naomi and Jun’ichiro are free too, he thinks, and now Atsushi and Kyoka are going out for a job. He huffs from his nose, the only one here is the President, and he doesn’t think that going towards him for company would be the best option, but he might if he gets too bored and lonely.

“I’ll do my best,” Kyoka says, “I promise.”

Before the two leave, Atsushi turns around and calls out to Aeris, making the boy turn around. 

“Yes Atsushi?” Aeris smiles.

“The president wanted me to tell you that if you need any help with anything, that you’re free to knock on the door and ask questions or hang out since you’re here alone,” Atsushi smiles at him, Aeris nodding towards the white tiger and turning back to the files in front of him.

“Good luck on your first job Kyoka,” Aeris waves “Be safe, both of you.”

“We will.”

“Thank you, Aeris.”

The door closes behind them and Aeris reads through a new paper. 

‘Bomb Threat’ Aeris places it on the pile to his left. ‘Murder of a 23 year old man’ He places the file on his right. He keeps doing that until there are not more files to organize. 

The stick of the sucker was still inside his mouth, making him fiddle around with it before taking it out of his mouth and throwing it away into the nearest trash can. He comes back to the desk he was at, picks up Kunikida’s files and goes to Kunikida’s desk, placing his files in the middle of the clear desk. Doing the same with Ranpo’s files, but places them beside the files that are yet to be done and the bag of snacks he has.

Aeris looks around, not seeing much out of place, nothing too eventful should be going on today, he hopes at least. The teen goes to the office kitchen, looking into the pantry and taking a small bag of shrimp chips, then looking into the fridge and grabbing a canned cola. They both didn’t have names on there, and he would just have one soda and chip, he’d go to the president after a few minutes. 

Sitting down, he opens Naomi’s work laptop, typing the password, and going to the site of his favorite show, cracking open the canned soda and opening the chips. It only takes him two episodes of the show for him to get bored and for him to finish his chips and soda. Aeris pauses the show cleaning off his hand and making sure no crumbs were on the computer, closing out of the site and signing out of the computer, he takes the empty can and the bag and throws the trash into their respective trash cans.

When the teen exits the office, he goes towards the elevator and presses on the floor to go to the big boss. Walking through the long hallway, he comes up to the door, bringing the back of his fist up to knock only to be stopped by the voice of the President.

“You took your time, come on in kid.”

Aeris brings his arm down and opens the door, entering the office and bowing slightly out of courtesy. He walks towards the couch and sits down, the helper for that day taking the time to make him some tea. 

“So, what have you done today?”

“I just organized some papers for Kunikida and Ranpo, separated them for their own interests, like there was a murder of a 23 year old man recently, so that one went to Ranpo, and then a bomb threat file went to Kunikida.”

“Oh really,” The man shuffled through some papers on his desk.

“Yes! You wouldn’t believe how many bomb threat files I went through, I would have been so tired of it if it was my part of the job…” 

Fukuzawa smiles as Aeris rambled on about the files, tea being placed in front of him interrupting the boy and making him thank the clerk. 

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SCENE CHANGE

w/ Atsushi & Kyoka ╚⏤⏤⏤╗❀╔⏤⏤⏤╝

Kyoka runs through the Authorized personnel-only hallway, quickly finding the switch room and busting open the door. Using her stun gun, she shoots at the Electrical Transformer shutting off the lights and activating the alarm system. Using the darkness to her advantage, the people around her paying more attention to the loud alarms than to the running child in traditional japanese clothing, passing by the police man that did not let her through to the judge and up the stairs.

As soon as she turns towards her left, she encounters a guard.

“Just where do y-AAAAUUUUHHH.” 

She shoots him with her stun gun, cutting him off before running past him and into the room where the judge is settled. The big male is on the phone, asking about the situation and what was happening when Kyoka bursts in, flipping and quickly shooting the man with her stun gun.

“I have a delivery, sir,” She bows before looking up to the sight of a twitching man. 

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         Time Skip

        At the Agency       With the president

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A few laughs here and there from the president and the clerk made Aeris sigh. He was feeling quite comfortable with the president, but he can’t get too comfortable, even though he’s his boss. Before Aeris is able to open his mouth to start rambling about another subject, the president’s phone starts ringing.

Aeris looked over to the older male, who answers the phone and nods along.

“Hello? Yes, this is the president, oh? Yes they do work here… I… I apologize for that, I truly do.”

Aeris looks away, staring out of the window as he leans his head on his palm, smooshing his cheek and blowing at the pink pieces of his hair that moved to cover his eye. He doesn’t pay attention to the conversation happening between the president and the person on the phone, but from what he can hear, either Kunikida and Dazai, or Atsushi and Kyoka. As much as he would like to see Kunikida and Dazai in trouble, he feels more inclined to think that Kyoka and Atsushi did something wrong.

The sound of the clerk giggling and the phone being placed down made him tune back into his surroundings. “So, they got in trouble huh,” The clerk giggles again as the president sighs and shakes his head. 

“Kyoka used the stun gun that Atsushi gave her to create a black out, go past the security, tased a security guard and tased the judge.”

Aeris shakes his head with a huffed laugh, he expected worse.

“At least there were no deaths.”

“They’re lucky I’m friends with the judge.”

“They sure are president.”

“I have a question for you, Aeris.”

“I might have an answer, sir.”

“How do you know so much about the agencies? I know that you were able to hack into the system, Ranpo told me, but not everything can be found through the systems.”

Aeris sighs, leaning back on the couch.

“My dad, or rather, my adoptive dad had a lot of information about the agencies. He was a journalist that specialized in agencies and ability holders.”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah, I probably have around five to seven books about the armed detective agency alone. Though compared to the amount of books on the Port Mafia, the detective agency has very little. Talking about the books, I have to update them and add Atsushi and Kyoka into them…” Aeris mumbles the last sentence, thinking about what he has to do later for when he gets home.

“That is very interesting,” The president leaned back, head raised, ” you took up your fathers job?”

“Not really, it isn’t a job anymore, I just do it because he would have wanted to add more to them.”

“If I may ask…” Fukuzawa pauses “how did he die?”

“I… he was killed by a gang because he knew too much about them…” Aeris huffs solemnly, “the cost of being a journalist…”

“I’m sorry for your loss, Aeris.”

“It’s fine, he was stuck between the crossfire of two gangs and they took advantage of him being there to get him out of their way, either way… it also happened a long time ago.”

They sit there, mixed emotions echoing around the room. A few minutes passed before the president’s voice broke the silence.

“I would like your opinion on the Port Mafia.” 

“Huh? What? Why?”

“I just want to know what you think of them, is that bad?”

Aeris blinks, thinking about his answer before turning his head forward, looking outside.”No, not at all… In my opinion, I don’t really see them in a bad light, because they aren’t necessarily bad people. They just do bad things.”

“I see…”

“We do bad things too… Kyoka did a bad thing today but she evaded the consequences by your word.”

Fukuzawa stays silent. “It’s just that the Port Mafia does things in a more gruesome way, the ADA does things in a more docile pattern.”

Aeris nods to himself “The Port Mafia and the ADA are like… two sides of the same coin.” 

Fukuzawa nods, taking some papers and looking through them.

“I like that analogy,” He lets out a quiet laugh “You really are a writer's kid.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?!”

#bsd #bsd fanfic #bsd x oc #bungou stray dogs #ranpo edogawa #bsd ranpo #bungou stray dogs ranpo #bsd poe #bsd edgar allan poe #edogawa ranpo #dazai osamu #bsd dazai #bungou stray dogs dazai #chuya nakahara #bsd chuya #atsushi nakajima #bsd atsushi #bsd akutagawa #akutagawa ryuunosuke #bungo stray dogs #chuuya #yosano akiko #bsd yosano #bungou stray dogs yosano #tanizaki junichirou #bsd junichiro #mori ougai #kunikida #kunikida doppo #bsd kunikida

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One Thrill Ride Leads to Another - Sneak Peek of Chapter 5

Chapter 5, which doesn’t have a title yet, isn’t quite ready, so all I can offer you today is a sneak peek. Please hang in there for the final chapter (hopefully) next week. 

Story Summary: While working at Universal’s Islands of Adventure, Killian Jones meets Emma Swan, slips his name and number into her phone, and later sends her a text asking her out. His snap decision could lead to her blocking his number, or to an adventure much more thrilling than a ride on a roller coaster.

Rating: M (for smut in Chapter 4 & 5)

Word total (so far): 29,559

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**Under the cut**

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It was a quiet ride to the hotel, Emma and Killian both lost in their thoughts. She kept her hand on his thigh as he drove and he squeezed her fingers reassuringly from time to time. When they were a few blocks away, she called Ruby to let her know of her arrival and could hear the melancholy in her friend’s usually upbeat tone.

The other couple met them in the lobby and Killian handed Graham a bag with his work clothes, which he took into the restroom to change. Emma noticed Ruby’s lip trembling and put her arm around her.

“How am I going to survive almost two months without him?” the brunette asked sadly.

Emma had never seen her roommate so miserable. “I know, Rubes, but once he moves, you two will be together again…and I’ll have to invest in a good pair of noise-canceling headphones.”

Her attempt at a joke earned her a chuckle from Killian and a slight smile from Ruby. “Until then, I’ll have to be the one using the headphones,” she said. “You are not gonna convince me that after all the touchy-feely stuff you guys had going on yesterday, you didn’t go back to the apartment and bang each other’s brains out.”

Emma’s cheeks filled with color as Killian scratched vigorously behind his ear. Ruby observed them for a few seconds before exclaiming, “Ha! I knew it! I knew you couldn’t go back home without having some hot, steamy sex with this stud!”

“Jeez, Ruby, can you say it a little louder?” Emma hissed. “I’m not sure M’s and David heard you in Boston.”

Ruby was laughing when Graham came back from changing clothes. “Feeling better, Red?” he asked, slipping his arms around her from behind.

“I’m still devastated to leave you, but finding out these two lovebirds did the deed last night…”

“Ruby! Cut it out!” Emma commanded, her face turning a deeper shade of red.

Graham’s laughter was cut short when Killian checked the time on his phone. “We need to leave in a couple of minutes, Mate. Otherwise we’re not going to make it to work on time.” The other man groaned and buried his face in his girlfriend’s neck. “I’ll wait for you out by the car,” Killian continued. “Have a safe trip, Ruby.”

Taking Emma’s hand, he led the way through the hotel doors to the parking lot. When they reached the car, he pulled her into his arms. She was taking deep breaths, and he could tell she was trying not to cry. “Four weeks, Love. Less than thirty days. We can do this, and then we never have to be apart again.”

“I’m going to…m-miss you so much,” she choked out.

“I know, and I’ll miss you, too, but I’ll call and text every chance I get. We’ll make it work.”

She placed her hands on both sides of his face and looked into his eyes. “You won’t put your number in anyone else’s phone, will you?” she asked, trying for some levity.

His eyes, filled with honesty and love, bore into hers. “That was a one time thing, Emma. There’s only one woman I’ve ever wanted to meet so desperately that I would stoop to doing such a thing.”

“I know,” she rushed to assure him. “I…I was just teasing. I trust you, Killian.”

His lips sought hers, attempting to put all of his feelings into his kiss. She returned it with just as much ardor, her arms moving around his back to tighten her hold on him. When he finally pulled away, his lips trailed down her throat, then back up behind her ear, where he murmured, “I love you, Emma.”

“I love you, too,” she whispered, blinking back tears.

Gathering all his willpower, he gripped her arms and put some space between them. “Text me when you get to the airport, okay? And then before you board and after you land.”

“I will.” Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Graham exiting the hotel. “I better let you go, so you can get to work.”

“No, don’t. Don’t ever let me go.”

She managed a tiny smile. “I won’t. I promise. I…I’ll talk to you soon.” She leaned in for one more kiss, then turned and walked away.

Killian watched her go, stopping to say goodbye to Graham, who squeezed her hand before continuing toward the car. “Ready to go?” he asked Killian, who was still staring at the hotel door where Emma had disappeared.

“No. Remind me again why we can’t move to Boston right now.”

“We don’t have an apartment there yet, Phillip is counting on us to finish out his lease, we’ve been hired to work for a few more weeks yet…”

Killian sighed and unlocked the car, sliding into the driver’s seat dejectedly, while Graham did the same on the passenger side. “Those are all logical reasons, but I feel like my heart is on its way to Boston without me.”

“I know exactly what you mean,” Graham commiserated.

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