#i loved my classroom for 100 school days

[louistube3]

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#valentines day #2024 #i loved my classroom for 100 school days #redbubble #findyourthing #mug #funny #stickers #school #t-shirt

[starkwlkr]

omg can you write charles reaction to baby leclerc first kindergarten boyfriend and how jealous he would be 🥹🥹

no boys allowed | charles leclerc

in honor of my birthday, here’s one more baby leclerc fic <3

Ruby woke up ten minutes earlier than she should’ve. It was a new school day and she was more excited than ever. While her mom slept peacefully, Ruby was in her bathroom trying to untangle her hair, but each time she would end up with a knot in it. She gave up and ran to her mom and dad’s room with a brush stuck in her hair.

“Mama, I need help. Mama, wake up.” Ruby poked Y/n’s cheek repeatedly until her eyes fluttered open.

“Baby, what? What’s wrong?” Y/n rubbed her tired eyes. She then saw the mess on Ruby’s head. “Oh, baby girl.”

Y/n was alone with the kids since Charles was coming back from Italy for his home race. Mathéo slept in his nursery. Y/n got out of bed and took Ruby to her bathroom to fix the tangled hair.

“Why did you do this, Ruby?” The mother asked.

“Because I want to look pretty for my boyfriend!”

Y/n choked on her own saliva when she heard Ruby mention the word ‘boyfriend’. “When did this happen, Rubes? Does papa know?”

Of course Charles didn’t know. If he did, he would immediately change Ruby to a different school. Even if it was a pretend boyfriend, Ruby was still too young to be thinking about boys in his eyes. Thank god Charles wasn’t home.

“Yesterday he told me he loves me. Papa doesn’t know . . Yet! Can I tell him?” Ruby jumped up and down, eager to tell her papa about her love life.

“Not right now, baby. He’s working. But you can tell me all about him. What’s his name?” Y/n asked as she continued to brush through Ruby’s hair.

“His name is Ben and we’re getting married! Can you be my flower girl, mama? And uncle arthur can give us a ring.” Ruby said. “I want uncle pierre and kika to be at my wedding. I love Kika.”

Y/n chuckled. Ruby reminded Y/n of a younger version of herself, planning out her dream wedding, not having a single stressful moment. Y/n wished her Ruby would stay little forever.

“Okay, all done. Go get dressed, I have to get your brother ready.” Y/n pressed a kiss to the top of Ruby’s head and watched as the little girl ran off to her room. Before Y/n walked to Mathéo’s nursery, she grabbed her phone and texted Charles.

Y/n

Good morning my love. I’m going to take Ruby to school and when you get home, I have news to tell you. It’s important.

Charles

Good morning mon amour❤️ tell Ruby I love her and I miss her. Are you not going to give me a hint? I can’t wait that long

Y/n

Well it’s about our daughter. That’s all I’m telling you.

Charles

You’re an evil woman

I love you ❤️

Y/n

Love you more 🥰

She left her phone on her nightstand and walked to Mathéo’s room where he was not laying awake staring at the ceiling. “Good morning my little boy. Let’s get you ready for the day.”

After both kids were dressed, the Leclerc family was on their way to school. Ruby kept telling her mother about Ben and how good he was at drawing, counting from 1 to 100 and apparently he knew about f1 because of his dad. The school wasn’t that far away from their home so they walked.

“When is papa coming home?” Ruby asked.

“He should be here tomorrow or maybe even today.” Replied Y/n. Mathéo squealed from his spot in his stroller. “You’re exiting to see papa, Théo? He misses you too.”

“I can tell him about Ben! Can Ben come to the race with us? Please mama!” Ruby stopped walking to face her mother.

“I don’t know, Ruby. We have to talk to his parents first.”

When Ruby got to school, she refused to set foot into the classroom until Ben arrived. Five minutes later, a little boy with a Ferrari cap on ran towards Ruby and hugged her.

“Ben! Don’t run! You’ve tripped enough already!” A woman about Y/n’s age scolded the boy.

“Mama! He’s Ben, my boyfriend!” Ruby yelled as Ben put his arm around her shoulder.

“Nice to meet you Ben. I’m Ruby’s mom.” Y/n said to the little boy.

“So I guess we’re in laws?” Ben’s mom laughed. “I’m Clara, Ben’s mom. I’ve heard so many things about your little girl. Were you invited to their ‘wedding’?” Clara asked.

Y/n nodded. “You’re looking at the flower girl.” She joked.

“I’m jealous, Ben told me I have to pay for the whole thing!”

After school, Pascale, Lorenzo and Arthur would always arrive at Y/n and Charles’ house just to spend time together. Ruby absolutely loved it. This time, Charles joined since he had taken an early flight from Italy so when he got home, he found Ruby and Arthur doing some crafts on the kitchen table while Pascale, Y/n and Lorenzo were with Baby Mathéo in the living room.

“Papa!” Ruby threw her crayon on the table and ran to Charles.

Charles let his suitcase fall to the ground. He wrapped his arms around Ruby and picked her up, spinning her a couple time as she laughed. “You didn’t cause any trouble, did you?” He kissed her cheek.

“No! I’m a very good girl. Ask mama and Théo!” Ruby giggled.

“Okay, I’ll ask them right now.” Charles set her down and turned his attention to the rest of his family. “How was my boy while I was gone? Was Ruby good?” He sat next to Y/n on the sofa.

“He didn’t cry at night often, but he did miss his papa a lot.” Y/n passed the baby to Charles. “And yes, she was an angel.”

“Just him and Ruby missed me?” Charles teased.

“I missed you!” Arthur spoke from the kitchen table.

“Anyone else missed me? Anybody?” Charles looked around, ignoring Arthur. “I’m kidding, I missed all of you.”

“Oh! The news! Ruby, want to tell papa now?” Y/n prepared herself for Charles’ reaction. Everyone did.

“What news, Ruby?”

“I have a boyfriend!”

“Mon amour, grab Théo please.”

Y/n took the baby from Charles’ arms and watched his confused face.

“Baby, you can’t have a boyfriend.” Charles said to Ruby. “You’re too young and he is too.”

“But I already made him a card! Uncle Arthur is helping me!” Ruby pointed at Arthur, who immediately dropped the marker from his hands and froze.

“Arthur! Why are you helping my daughter make a card for a boy?!”

“She didn’t tell me it was for her boyfriend.” Arthur defended himself.

“Yes I did. I said ‘uncle arthur can you help me make a card for my boyfriend?’ and you said yes.” Ruby innocently said.

“I thought she was joking.”

Charles shook his head. He knew it wasn’t a real relationship but he still didn’t like the idea of his little girl already thinking about boys and relationships.

“And you haven’t even heard the best part yet. They’re getting married.” Lorenzo added followed by a loud laugh.

“No one is getting married!” Charles announced.

“So you and mama aren’t getting married?” Ruby asked.

“We are married, baby.” Y/n said confused.

“But Ben’s parents got married two times. He told me.”

“So his name is Ben. Where does he live?” Charles asked and before Ruby could answer, Pascale hit his arm. “Maman! This Ben can’t date my daughter!”

“They’re kids, Charles.” Pascale said, bringing in her granddaughter for a hug.

“You’re telling me you’ve never had a girlfriend when you were a little kid?” Y/n asked Charles. Not that he could remember, no he never did that.

“And you had a boyfriend when you were little?” Charles rolled his eyes, and watched Y/n stay silent. “No, someone was your boyfriend before me?!”

“This isn’t about me, now excuse me I have to practice my flower girl skills before the big wedding.”

#formula 1 #f1 x reader #formula 1 imagine #f1 imagine #f1 x you #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc one shot #cl16 x reader #ferrari #baby leclerc series #charles leclerc imagine #dad!charles leclerc

[wonton4rang]

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pairing; bnd x reader.

warnings; kissing, fluff, maybe some teasing.

summary; bnd as your high school crush.

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sungho; he would be one out of two things: or super direct or super shy. he's the type to bluntly help you out in class and carry your books and give you those lovey dovey eyes with a soft smile that would just make you melt. he wouldn't be very into physical touch but you could definitely catch him brushing his hands with yours when he showed you the last assignment that you got the day you missed school. he would definitely come forward and confess to you on a random day, but random for you because he 100% thought about it for weeks.

riwoo; i'm so sorry but you are not going to be with him. not because he wouldn't literally die for you, not because you didn't like him back, but because he was so shy that he would never admit he would like you two to be more than just friends. you knew each other since the beginning of high school and you were great friends but you both thought it was just that and never tried to come forward with your feelings because you didn't want to ruin your friendship. but if you do confess to him??? he's such a simp, blindly in love with you :((

jaehyun; everyone knows that he likes you but at the same time no one knows shit. jaehyun is a very extroverted, energetic and outgoing person, very touchy with everyone, including you, so you couldn't really tell apart if he liked you or not, it was those quick moments that would give you a hint, when he got shy after you met eyes with him, when he blushed after you hugged him back or even when his hands started to shake when you said how cute he looked. he would confess abruptly, saying it because he just couldn't hide it anymore, you obviously said yes and got yourself a simp pt2.

taesan; a riwoo pt2, he is so on love with you he can't even think straight, the only difference between him and riwoo is that he doesn't talk to you AT ALL. he wouldn't even look at you, trust me, you have NO clue that he likes you. that's until one day that you guys got stuck in this math project together, you finally seeing his soft and giggly side after you complained for the nth time. he would lower his head with a shy smile and that's when you knew you actually got him crazy over you. honestly, you confessed and he thanked you because it'll be years until he managed to do it himself, now it's been years since you both were dating.

leehan; shameless but shy, how? I don't even know but he is. he would flirt with you so much that you didn't even understand how you kept blushing about it, but the best part was when you actually got close to him or flirted back and he just laughed nervously with that eye smile of his that made you feel dizzy and sick in your stomach. he would confess probably because he just wants to know if you guys can be something more than just friends, if not he's fine as long as he can still be by your side.

woonhak; him being your high school crush is honestly so vivid in my mind that i can physically see :') he would joke with you, do faces that make him look kinda silly but you are laughing so that's enough for him, he stays behind and helps you clean the classroom, he tries to cover up the fact that every ball he throws at the basket was for you, he's just so in love. he brings you your favourite ice-cream when he finds you in the field after school, sitting by your side and looking up front when he confessed that you were the cutest person he ever knew and that he would like you to give him a chance. a chance??? you were ready to give him all the love in the world if he asked you to.

#boynextdoor imagines #boynextdoor scenarios #boynextdoor x reader #leehan x reader #jaehyun x reader #riwoo x reader #woonhak x reader #taesan x reader #sungho x reader

[thequietkid-moonie]

Their crush see them dress up as a girl

[ SCENARIO ] [ Nagisa, Hitohito, Mob, Ishigami, Riuuichi, Hanako ]

[ Assassination Classroom ] [ Komi can't communicate ] [ Mob Psycho 100 ] [ Kaguya-sama Love is war ] [ Gakuen Babysitters ] [ After-School Hanako-kun ]

Just a cute reminder that all this scenarios are actually canon ✌🏼🐭

I had always find funny this kind of chapters, is like one of my favorites situations in comedy 😆

Nagisa Shiota

Nagisa is aware of his femenine appearance and he has already made peace with it, even when he is bothered for how much importance his mother give to it he doesn't have much troubles with it (still it makes him really uncomfortable whenever he is is mistaken for a girl)

That time on the school trip when most of his classmates got poisoned he was eager to help, he was sure that he will fight for them and do whatever it cost him to find a way to help them, although dressing like a girl it was something that never really crossed his mind

He find it usless and he doesn't want to, but at the end his classmates conviced him to do it to be able to continue through the hotel, if you were there he will have to fight the inmense embarrasment but still find a little motivation on you too (if you were one of the poisoned he won't hesitant too much but it still make him umconfortable)

Nagisa is totally embarrassed, he just want to hide from the rest of the world in that moment, and every little comment you say about it just embarrassed him more (even if is a compliment), just asking to hurry up because the only thing he wants is to be in his normal clothes again

If you had to wait with the rest of the boys he is just relieved that you don't had to continue seeing him like this, but if you had actually go with him and the others girls his embarrasment barely let him continue, even, if it doesn't bother you, he slighly hide behind you with and inmense blush

When Yuuji approached to him he look at you like asking for help, but if he was interest on you he becomes really nervous, he doesn't want to leave you alone with an stranger (he knows that you can defend yourself perfectly fine but still make him nervous), but Kataoka don't leave him much option

When he finally can change his clothes his relief doesn't last long because his friends keep making some jokes about it and Karma even take some pictures of him, and since he knows Nagisa enough to know about his crush he insist on asking you how he looked and even offer you to send you the photo (if you actually accept his mind stop working)

Even if you were poisoned Nagisa won't be free from it because once you are recovered Karma makes sure to tell him about it and even show you the photo

Hitohito Tadano

Hitohito is pretty calm with his crush, before even thinking on being your boyfriend he wants to be your friend (but that is also because he is shy to admit his crush), although it could be a little obvious for how much attention he pays to you or how clingy he can be at times, but overal he is always sweet and friendly towards you

Having to plan what to do in the cultural festival was being a difficult job, everyone argumenting what is the best for their godness but everything ended when Shouko tell him that she is interested on the Maid Cafe, he is too distracted with finally being able to start working that it isn't until later when he actually think on it (maybe because you two talk about it), in a second the thought of you using a maid costume slip in his mind, and that is enough to flustered him like crazy

Hitohito just occupies his mind with all the preparations for the cafe, not really wanting to think on that again, making sure everything goes alright (specially since he is the class representant)

When the day finally come he gets really nervous and not just because he is the one organizing it, if you work as one of the maids he can't help but look at you from time to time but mentally scolding himself when he catch himself, if you work as part of the staff he tries to stay by your side or work at the same as you and make an small chat

Dressing him as a maid wasn't even planned, or at least not as part of the original plan because that was Najimi's plan the whole time, and even if he tried to avoid it Shouko's excitement don't leave him much room to protest (and probably you too because Najimi will take advantage of his crush on you)

Hitohito already feels embarrased and his classmates' comments doesn't help, although he doesn't take it too bad and just accept it (he is already used to Najimi crazyness), although he is a little interest in your opinion if you laugh at it he may try to joke about it for trying to not die of embarrasment but if you actually compliment him he will get super flustered, although if you tease him for it he won't handle it too well just because he is practically combusting from the inside

At the end being able to joke about it with you make it and not too bad experience, and even if he is embarrassed he can't say that he regret it (as long as he can have fun with you)

Shigeo Kageyama

Mob is already pretty introvert, but when he has a crush he can be a little shy with them, not really knowing how to act or what to do so he mainly just admire his crush from afar, however if you two were friends that could make things easier for him. As well, even when he is pretty innocent knows when he has a crush

Mob really trust his teacher Reigen, almost blindly, he always believes that Reigen know perfectly what he is doing, still he doesn't get why he should dress up as a girl, but he settles for the explanation his teacher gives him. It isn't like he is bothered by the clothes he just find it strange, so when you see him dress up like that his surprise (and little blush) is just for seeing you, not because your clothes

How the situation unfolds will vary depending on when you see them, if is before he do his job Reigen will be with him and since you reconiced Mob now Reigen is interested in know who are you (but is probably that he already knows about Mob's crush, though), the thing is that it could be pretty strange to see both dress up as a girls and Reigen prefer to don't talk about it and just go to do their job, so they just go away (but Mob promised to try to talk to you later)

In the other hand, if you saw him once he had finished finished exorcising the spirit of the school you will startle him a little when you approach to him since after the exorcism he has been thinking about what he had talk with the spirit. Honestly at that point Mob had kinda forgotten that he has a skirt so he isn't going to say anything about it unless you mention it, and he has no problem with explaining what he was doing (he never had problems with admiting that he has psychic powers, specially if you two are already friends)

In this case you two will have the opportunity to spend a little more time together, but then again Mob doesn't really mind too much the clothes so if you want to talk about it you have to be the one who bring the topic or else is more likely Mob won't say anything

If you compliment him, it doesn't matter if is in a joking manner or because he looks cute in a skirt, is still a compliment and is making him blushy and nervous

Yu Ishigami

Ishigami is pretty discreet with his crush, he will love to be in a relationship with you but he will never force you to it so he mainly just appreciate the moments he has with you

He entered on the cheerleader club because was thinking that he could change that way, and even when he thinks they are pretty weird he is slowly start to get used to and even liking them

He finds strange their idea of using clothes or the other gender but he doesn't want to just give up without giving it a chance. While wondering who in hell ask to please lend him their uniform you almost immediatly crossed his mind (if you use the femenine uniform, that is), but he quickly brush off that option because he doesn't want you to see him as some kind of pervert and he doesn't know if he will be able to use the same uniform that you use daily, or at least not without combusting from the inside

Since he is doing it as a club activity for the festival he has enough time to mentalize about what he is going to do and be prepare to don't die of embarrasment, remembering himself that he isn't doing it alone and that it isn't just you who will see him like that (an argument that at first doesn't really help him though)

At the moment of the presentation he wasn't nervous anymore, he was motivated and even if he manage to see you between all the students that just make him feel more motivation, smiling in amused for what he was doing, something that he never dared to think he will

Although, through the day it happen other things that had fill him with anxiety and intrusive thoughs, but with the help of his friends and you he find the courage to over come all of that and continue with his day. And being able to talk to you like normal, joking around about the whole situation make him feel more comfortable (and if you actually give him compliments for his appearance, even in a joking manner, he will be really flustered), as well telling himself that this experience, as embarrasing at it was, is something he will never regret

Ryuuichi Kashima

Ryuuichi wont even notice his feelings for you for a long time, he just brush it off as being really good friends, when he does notice his feelings for you he becomes pretty flustered by them and it would take him a while to get used before getting back to normal

Ryuuichi didn't thought much about doing a little cafe with the Babysitters Club for the festival but he was suprised by the cob costume Usaida made him and with having to dress up as a girl to don't make Kirin's father mad, but as much as he find it strange he doesn't complained

For you to see him like this has to be that you are part of the babysitters club (for what you will have to do the same) or that you visit the little cafe they made (is open to everyone who wants to came and if you are friends with the kids they will be more than happy to see you there)

Ryuuichi won't really have much problems with you seeing him dress up like this (besides, is just a wig) and the moment he sees you he will talk to you so casually, unless he is trying to convince Satoru that the nursery is safe for Kirin

Ryuuichi didn't mind much having to use a wig and he won't say anything unless you are the one bringing up the topic, either to ask him or to tease him (in that case is when he actually gets embarrassed), is more likely you two could be able to talk about this after the activities of the club and you two probably joke about it and about all that happened

If you compliment him, seriously or jokinly he will get pretty flustered and embarrassed but still will say thanks for the compliment. In the case you tease him about his appearance he will get really embarrassed, even if you don't do it it will be Usaida who start the teasing, even ask you directly how he looks with the wig, maybe put it back on (because Usaida knows about his crush on you even before he notice it and likes to tease him with it) and will end up making the kids talk about how he looked, embarrasing him even more in the process but at the end having fun with all of them is worthy (specially yours and Kotaro's smile) so he just give up

Hanako-kun

Even when Hanako isn't discreet with his crush on you he doesn't accept it right away, he could be really flirty and clingy and even express openly that he is really interest and care for you, but he is always shy when it comes to get serious or emotional

Fighting dangerous supernaturals is already normal for him, but what it isn't normal is that one of the attacks he recive ended up turning him into a girl, but as strange as it may be he doesn't give it much importance knowing that the effects will just vanish

When they finish the fight Hanako even put himself a skirt, if you were there when it happen he doesn't really mind it too much, he just ask you what you think about his new appearance (even doing a little pose for you to apreciate it), although if you weren't there it doesn't take much time before he gets the idea to showing it to you

Hanako is planning to fully take advantage of this situation, saying that he want to do "things that just girls can do" although for how little time he has and because he can't go outside of the school there isn't much he can do, so he just plan to have some fun with you

Since Yashiro want to do girly things with Hanako he will accept (if you want to join them he will totally accept but will tease you for it), and while doing it he ask you almost every time how he look, for every new hair style, for every accessory, for the little make up he uses, every time

Hanako is already really flirty but now that he is a girl this give him a whole new opportunity, although goes from acting like a shy and fragile little girl to completely flirting like a girl (or at least how he thinks it is), playing with hair and moving her skirt on purpose, also it will reach the point where he got more clingy and even put his arms around you

However if you actually follow his flirtion or even insist on it it will flustered him a lot, he will try to keep calm and continue with the flirt but the more you insist the more nervous he gets, specially if you touch him dangerously close to his chest or waist, he will practically run away from you all flustered. In the other hand, if you compliment his new appearance it flustered him in a whole different way, in a more cute and innocent, but in both cases he will become a blushing mess (and probably the others will tease the hell out of him)

#assassination classroom x reader #nagisa shiota #nagisa shiota x reader #nagisa x reader #komi can't communicate x reader #tadano hitohito #tadano hitohito x reader #hitohito x reader #mob psycho 100 x reader #shigeo kageyama #shigeo kageyama x reader #kageyama x reader #mob x reader #kaguya sama love is war x reader #yuu ishigami #yu ishigami x reader #ishigami x reader #gakuen babysitters x reader #kashima ryuuichi #ryuuichi kashima x reader #ryuuichi x reader #tbhk x reader #jshk x reader #jibaku shounen hanako kun x reader #hanako x reader #x reader #x gn reader #anime x reader #manga x reader

[allicat0]

hi there! i absolutely loved ur other fan fic even tho i didn’t know the character. made my pussy throb. anywho 😊 just seeing if u are able to write a gojo x reader, perhaps him being older ( older brothers bsf, teacher, etc. ) i also would love to see some discreet public sexy time. ( classroom, movie theatre, pool… i love fucking hot tubs and pools…) thank you so much!😜✌️🎀

Our little secret

Ans: thank you so much for the support, and of course! I’m so excited to write my take on Gojo! Hope you like it!!

Summary: University au! You're working along side your thesis advisor Gojo in hopes to working closer to your ambitions for the future. But being a university student, costs are high and money is low. So to be able to keep up with your school you have a little gig on the side.

Content: MDNI, 18+, abaf reader, smut, forced proximity, dubcon, oral, penetrative sex, domination, degradation, praise, making out, rough sex, oral sex, penetrative sex, teacher/student relations, dominant Gojo, submissive reader

A/N: I apologize if not all of my historical information its 100% correct, I did do a little research for it to make as much sense as I could. I also apologize for any word vomited, grammar, or punctuation errors. I was up till 2am writing. but hope you enjoy!

You had been given the opportunity to have Satoru Gojo, head professor of the History department as your Thesis advisor. It was all still a little unreal to you, but you couldn't be more grateful. You have spent countless hours with one another, early mornings and late nights, doing your best to progress with your latest research proposal.  “The Villa of the Papyri” you said, placing your stack of papers down onto Gojos desk. “Now that surely is a pretty big project your-” He began to reply before you quickly cut him off “I understand it’s a lot, and that most of the contents inside got destroyed but there are over two thousand lost scrolls that reside inside that structure. There could be so many answers about the lost city of Herculaneum that those scrolls could contain!” Your look was genuine. . and so full of hope that he just couldn't say no. 

As weeks passed, you still had no leads. Weeks turned into, months, and months turned into a year, endlessly working alongside Gojo. Despite your research not flourishing as much as you had hoped, your relationship with your professor grew more than you expected. It didn’t feel like work, it was tolerable to be around eachother, it didn’t feel like he had some weird authority complex over you, you were comfortable, you couldn’t help but admit to yourself some feeling for your professor began to form and you wished nothing would come in between that. .until something did.

Being a university student, especially in the department you're in, funds are high and since you were usually busy researching all day, you had a hard time getting a stable job that worked around your harsh schedule. The school did pay you money to go through with this research but it was barely enough to buy you a loaf of bread and toilet paper. You needed money to survive and things were getting a little tight, so you thought working at your local club didn’t sound like a horrible idea. . as a dancer. 

Zafrio, is one of the more popular clubs in the area, but they worked well around your schedule, Thursdays, Fridays, and Saturdays every week. The pay was beautiful, every penny you made on that stage was yours to keep, on top of that you also got your bi-weekly pay which 10% of it went through tip - out to the servers, but you weren’t complaining. On average you made at least four hundred dollars a night, but on good days you would rack up closer to a thousand. 

Tonight was your Saturday shift, the busier one out of the three. As you were getting ready backstage a familiar face walked into the club, the club was packed full of people, he made his way through the crowd, brushing past people shoulder to shoulder, getting closer to the main stage. Now he didn’t come here often but when he did, it was every Saturday at eleven, to see you and only you perform. He used having a large crowd to his advantage as he was often hidden, so you seeing him was never a concern of his. How he found out about your little side job was not intentional, he just happened to stumble into the club with some of his friends one night, and there you were working. Gojo was beyond intrigued, so ever since that day he’d been coming to watch you perform, he didn’t know why he came back, but all he knew was that he started thinking of you in ways he’d never dare think of before. 

Your stage name gets called and there you are, walking out onto the stage over to the pole, beginning your number for the whole club. Cheers filled your ears, watching the money fall onto the stage, the serotonin that pumped through your body was unbelievable and he watched, every. Last. second. His eyes never leaving you or your body. The way your hips sway to the music, it was like he was in a trance. 

As you finish your number your eyes fall out to the crowd, adjusting from the bright stage lights shining up at you. You start to strut off and out the corner of your eye, you see. . no it couldn’t be. What was he doing here?? Your heart rate began to pick up. What was your professor doing here?! You quickly rushed the rest of the off stage. Did he just see you perform? Your mind was rushing at a million miles a second. 

You arrived backstage and looked in the mirror, your mind began to spiral and your heart picked up its pace, that was totally him, there was no denying it. “Is everything alright?” one of your fellow dancers came over to see if you were okay as they noticed you were panicking. “Yah.  .yah i'm fine” you said to put your clothes on and packed all your belongings. “Something came up and I really need to go, please let the boss know I’m sorry.” You knew all of the money you got from that dance would be taken care of by your boss, and were quick to leave, walking out to your car and heading home. 

Monday finally rolled around and you were on your way to Gojos' office to start work. If it were any other day you would be eager to get back to work after a weekend break, but today wasn’t any other day. The events of Saturday night still loomed in the back of your mind, you didn’t want to admit it but you were scared to face Gojo, how were you supposed to just act normal after that night?!

You opened the door to the office and plastered a smile onto your face and there he was sitting at his desk. “Good morning professor.” you said, making your way into the room, closing the door behind you. “Good morning, how was your weekend?” he asked, his eyebrow slightly arching with the question. You felt a lump form in your throat forcing it down before speaking. “Ah, it was quite relaxing,” you said trying to cut the conversation. “I'm surprised, you spend your weekends working do you not?” his head tilted ever so slightly, a smirk forming in the corner of his lips. He knew what he was doing and he knew you saw him that night. 

You froze in place for just a moment, “i'm not sure I know what you mean” Gojo looked at you right in your eyes, leaning forward so his elbows were resting on his knees. “I think you and I both know what I mean” your breath hitched, there was no going back, there was no avoiding this. You watched as Gojo sat up from his chair and made his way around his desk. Leaning against this chair and resting his ass against it he crossed his arms in front of his chest. “Well. . am I wrong?” This was it, your career was over, there was no way you would be able to recover from something like this, you knew the risks and yet you still took the chance, now look where it got you. 

You could feel yourself trying to choke but in the coming years, you were trying your best to keep yourself together. “Now you know there's no reason to lie to me. .” Gojo pushed himself off the desk and made his way towards you, your eyes never leaving him. He walked behind you, leaving your sight, but you could feel him looming over you. “Professor look, moneys been low and.” his hot breath suddenly hit against your neck, sending a shiver down your spine. “You don’t have to explain yourself to me.” His words were soft. 

Your shoulders tensed as he placed his hands on them “Is this okay? Can I touch you here?” Gojo let out softly once more, you simply nodded your head being speechless. His hands began travelling down stopping right at your hips. “You know. .I have a confession of my own. Ever since I found out about your secret endeavours. . I haven’t been able to stop going back. . I can’t stop thinking about you in ways I shouldn’t.” He choked out, Gojo was doing his absolute best to keep himself at bay. 

“Really?” you said, sounding surprised, his words were making your stomach flutter. As much as you wanted to deny this as wrong and unprofessional there was a recurring curious thought that wanted to find out more, what exactly was he thinking. “The thought drives me crazy” the hold he had on your hips gets tighter, but you move away from his grip, turning around to face him. His eyes were drawing you in like never before, you couldn’t describe it, but his gaze was full of pure lust. 

You bit down on your lips, you were unsure what to do, act professional or. . no what were you thinking! “Darling,” Gojo said, snapping you out of your thoughts. His hands coming up and cupping your face, his thumb trailing softly against your cheek. “Gojo I. .” You stood there speechless. “This is unprofessional.” You try to centre your thoughts “I think we’re long past that.” he said his hand never leaving your cheek. His face leaned down his lips inches from yours “if you want me to stop then tell me, I want you to be okay with this” you looked up at him through your lashes nodding your head ever so slightly. “Please. .don’t stop” you let out quietly just enough for him to hear you. 

Next thing you know you felt Gojo’s lips press against yours, lips moulding with one another. His kiss was delicate, but carried so much passion and lust behind every movement. Your mind continued to spiral at every given minute, but you didn’t want to stop, you wanted more. Gojo’s hands travelled down before taking your ass in his hands giving it a squeeze as he continued to kiss you. 

His tongue slipped past your lips and moved with yours, but it didn’t last long as he was quick to pull away to catch a breath. His head moved to your neck planting firm kisses against your neck as his hands made their way up your shirt, cupping your breast in the process massaging them as he continued to place his markings down your neck. “You’re fucking gorgeous” his voice was breathy, against your skin.

Gojo guided you over to his desk, turning you around to your back facing him. His hands lingered at the hem of your pants, thinking for a moment before he pulled both your pants and underwear down revealing your slick pussy. Gojo went down onto his knees to get a better view, his hand trailing up and down pushing in between your folds, slowly sticking his middle and ring finger deep into your pussy, causing a moan to escape your lips. “What if someone hears us?” you asked nervously. He continued to pump his fingers in and out of you slowly watching how your pussy swallowed his fingers “let them” he said. 

The speed of his fingers began to pick up the pace causing soft moans to escape through the seam of your lips. Gojo pulled his fingers out of you, spreading your legs open enough to lodge his head in between your thighs, dragging his tongue against your pussy. As you lay there leaning over his desk, gasping for breath, Gojo tasted every inch of you, savouring the sweetness of your flesh, he knew exactly where to touch, how to caress, driving you further into the realm of ecstasy. Your hips would involuntarily push back into him as he lapped his tongue over your clit, exploring every curve and crevice, bringing you to the edge of climax. It was almost painful, the anticipation and desire building within you, but you wouldn't trade this exquisite torture for anything else. 

As you were nearing release Gojo pulled away standing up, quickly unbuckling his pants to unveil his already hard twitching cock eager to pound into you. He held the base of his cock, dragging the tip in between your wet folds, before slowly pushing himself into you, causing a groan to escape from the back of his throat. His hands grabbing onto your hips, he began to slowly move his hips watching your pussy swallow his cock. “You feel so fucking good” he said as he began to pick up the pace. Your hand moved up to your mouth blocking out the moans leaving your lips, doing your very best to stay quiet enough so others wouldn’t hear your lewd sounds. Gojo’s thrusts became rough, his hand releasing your hip entangling his fingers through your hair tugging on it as he pounded into you. “You’re such a good girl, taking me so well”. 

As Gojo continued to thrust deep into you, you felt yourself coming closer to the edge once again, the knot building up in your stomach from him constantly hitting your G-spot. Your free hand moved down in between your legs and moved rapidly against your clit. “ you gonna cum on my cock baby?” He asked you, smirking down at you, how he enjoyed the sight. You let out a moan as your legs do their best to hold themselves up through your orgasm, Gojo was close, you could feel his cock pulsating inside of you. His thrust was becoming sloppy and out of rhythm. With a few more thrusts he quickly pulled out of you, his hot cum hitting against your back “fuck” he said out of breath looking down at the mess he made, but god it was fucking hot.

His body pressed up against your own, planting a soft kiss against your shoulder. Moving the hair away from your neck and planting them slowly against your neck as well, he let out a light groan, the vibration of his hot breath against your skin made you shiver. “Let's get you cleaned up baby” Gojo said, going back to his cocky smug voice once again. “Oh and. .lets keep this our little secret alright?”

@allicat0 signing off. .

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our epic love!

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your epic love story with the infamous jake sim, your academic rival turned luv of ur life <3

jake sim x fem reader

warnings | kissing, angst (barely, like not even.)

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my second post!! I love this trope and I love jake :( pls cut me some slack btw I got lazy near the end 😭😭

The first time you met the infamous Jake, it was your first day at the prestigious Seoul Academy. Your parents had moved back to South Korea for work, and you found yourself thrown into a world of intense academic pressure and relentless competition. From the moment you stepped into the classroom, it was clear that Jake Sim was the golden boy.

He was sitting at the front of the room, surrounded by a group of friends, laughing at something you couldn't hear. He had an easy charm, a confident aura that made you feel small and insignificant. As you introduced yourself to the class, you could feel his eyes on you, assessing, judging.

"Another transfer student," he murmured to the boy next to him, loud enough for you to hear. "We'll see how long this one lasts." As his best friend Sunghoon chuckled,

The comment stung, but you refused to let it show. You had something to prove, not just to Jake, but to yourself. You had always been a top student back home, and you weren't about to let some arrogant dickhead boy in need of some ass-kicking get in your way.

From that day on, you and Jake were locked in a fierce competition. Every test, every assignment, every debate became a battleground. Jake was brilliant, there was no denying that, but so were you. Your grades were always neck and neck, the top spot constantly shifting between the two of you.

The tension between you was thick. You would exchange sharp words in the hallways, challenge each other in class, and glare at each other during school events. It was exhausting, but it also pushed you to be better, to work harder, and that’s all you needed.

One afternoon, you found yourself in the library, buried under a mountain of books. Finals were approaching, and you were determined to outscore Jake, even at the cost of your well being. You were so focused that you didn't notice him sitting a few tables away, watching you with an unreadable expression biting his lip.

"You're going to burn out if you keep this up," he said suddenly, breaking the silence.

You looked up, startled. "I don't need your advice, Sim."

He shrugged, leaning back in his chair. "Suit yourself. Just don't come crying to me when you crash and burn, while I get 100%."

You glared at him, anger bubbling up inside you. "I won't. And for your information, I don't plan on crashing and burning. I'm going to beat you Sim." Slightly pouting.

Jake's eyes flashed with something that looked almost like admiration. "We'll see about that." He says softly.

The competition continued, but something was changing. You started to notice things about Jake that you hadn't before. The way his brow furrowed in concentration when he was working on a difficult problem, the way he bit his lip when he was nervous, the way his eyes lit up when he talked about something he was passionate about.

You told yourself it didn't matter. Jake was still your rival, and you couldn't afford to be distracted. But it was getting harder to ignore the way your heart skipped a beat when he was around, the way you found yourself thinking about him when you were supposed to be studying.

One evening, you stayed late at school to finish a project. The building was quiet, almost eerie, and you were starting to feel a little uneasy. Just as you were about to pack up and leave, the door opened, and Jake walked in.

"What are you doing here?" you asked, trying to keep your voice steady.

"I could ask you the same thing," he said, raising an eyebrow. "I forgot some notes."

You nodded, turning back to your work. You could feel his eyes on you, and it was making it hard to concentrate.

"Do you ever take a break?" he asked after a moment.

"Do you?" you shot back, not looking up.

Jake sighed, walking over to your table. "Look, Y/N, I know we don't get along, but this is getting ridiculous. We're going to make ourselves sick if we keep this up."

You finally looked at him, surprised by the concern in his voice. "Why do you care?"

He hesitated, his eyes searching yours. "Because... I don't know. Maybe I don't want to see you hurt yourself."

The sincerity in his voice caught you off guard. For the first time, you saw a glimpse of vulnerability in Jake, and it made your heart ache. But it also made you scared.

“Don’t act like you care, Sim.” You say with a shaken voice before tearing your gaze away from him.

Despite your resolve to keep your distance, you found yourself working with Jake more often against your will even after that vulnerable moment. It started with a group project that neither of you could avoid, but it quickly became something more. You began to see that Jake wasn't just a rival, he was a person with his own struggles, fears, and dreams.

One evening, as you were working on your project in the library, you found yourself opening up to him about your fears and insecurities. Jake listened, his usual cocky attitude gone, replaced by a quiet understanding.

"I know what it's like to feel like you have to be perfect all the time," he said softly. "My parents expect nothing less from me. It's exhausting."

You looked at him, surprised by his honesty. "I didn't know. You always seem so... confident."

Jake laughed, but it was a bitter sound. "It's all an act. I'm just as scared as you are."

In that moment, something shifted between you. The rivalry was still there, but it was tempered by a newfound understanding and respect. You began to see Jake not as an enemy, but as someone who was just as driven and passionate as you were.

As the weeks passed, you and Jake grew closer. The late-night study sessions became a regular occurrence, and you found yourself looking forward to them. You would talk about everything and nothing, your conversations flowing easily.

But beneath the surface, there were feelings that neither of you were ready to acknowledge. You would catch Jake looking at you with a softness in his eyes that made your heart race, and you knew that your own feelings were growing stronger.

One evening, as you were walking home together after another late-night study session, Jake stopped suddenly, turning to face you.

"Y/N, there's something I need to tell you," he said, his voice tense with emotion.

Your heart pounded in your chest. "What is it, Sim?"

He hesitated, his eyes searching yours. "I... I think I'm falling for you."

The words hung in the air between you, charged with emotion. You opened your mouth to respond, but before you could, Jake leaned in, capturing your lips in a soft, tentative kiss.

Your hands lingered onto his soft hair, slightly deepening the kiss before he groaned in your mouth pulling you closer by your neck.

For a moment, the world seemed to stop. All the anger, the rivalry, the tension melted away, leaving only the two of you and the undeniable connection you shared.

When you finally pulled away, you were both breathless, your hearts racing.

"I've been wanting to do that for a long time," Jake admitted, his eyes filled with vulnerability.

You smiled with a gentle look in your eyes, your own feelings finally breaking free. "Me too, Jake. Me too.”

After that night, things between you and Jake changed. The rivalry was still there, but it was tempered by the growing affection you felt for each other. You found yourselves stealing moments between classes, sharing secret smiles and whispered conversations, and definitely not heated make out sessions in the corner of the library.

But as much as you wanted to shout your feelings from the rooftops, there was a part of you that was still scared. You had built your identity around being the best, and you didn't know how to let go of that.

One afternoon, as you were walking to class, you saw Jake talking to a girl from his study group. She was laughing at something he said, her hand resting on his arm. Jealousy surged through you, and you turned away, your heart aching.

You guys kiss and the next second he’s flirting with some random girl in your year?

Later that evening, as you were working in the library, Jake found you, his expression concerned.

"Y/N, what's wrong?" he asked, sitting down across from you.

You shook your head, trying to hide your emotions. "Nothing. I'm fine."

Jake reached out, taking your hand in his. "Please, talk to me. I can tell something's bothering you, plus you haven’t even spoken to me all day.. I miss you” he says with a pout.

You looked into his eyes, the words spilling out before you could stop them. "I saw you with that girl today. I know it's silly, but I couldn't help feeling jealous. And, I don’t know. I guess I feel a bit used…?”

Jake's eyes softened, and he squeezed your hand gently. "Y/N, you have nothing to worry about. She's just a friend. You're the one I care about. I’d never use you, don’t even think that baby.”

Tears welled up in your eyes, and you looked away, ashamed of your insecurities. "I just... I don't want to lose you."

Jake stood up, pulling you into his arms. "You're not going to lose me, Y/N. I promise." As you cry into his embrace.

As the final exams approached, the pressure became almost unbearable. You and Jake were both pushing yourselves to the limit, and the stress was taking its toll on your relationship, and it was definitely not for the best.

You found yourselves snapping at each other over little things, the tension building until it was almost too much to bear.

One evening, after a particularly heated argument, you found yourself alone in the library, tears streaming down your face. You felt like you were falling apart, and you didn't know how to fix it, like everything around you was drifting away.

Just as you were about to give up, Jake walked in, his expression filled with regret.

"Y/N, I'm sorry," he said, sitting down next to you. "I didn't mean what I said. I'm just so stressed, and I took it out on you.”

You looked at him, your heart aching. "I'm sorry too. I know you're under a lot of pressure, and I should have been more understanding." You say sniffling.

Jake reached out, taking your hand in his. "We both are. But we need to remember that we're in this together. We're stronger together, I love you remember?”

You nodded, wiping away your tears. "You're right. We can't let the pressure tear us apart, and you know I love you too..”

You say leaving a soft kiss on his lips, as he grins and kisses you gently again.

Jake pulled you into a hug, his arms tight around you. "We'll get through this, Y/N. Together."

The day of the final exams arrived, and the atmosphere at Seoul Academy was electric with tension. You and Jake walked into the exam hall together, your hands brushing lightly as you took your seats. You exchanged a look, a silent promise to give it your all, and no matter the outcome you would both be there for each other.

The exam was grueling, each question more challenging than the last. But you could feel Jake's presence beside you, a steadying force that gave you the strength to keep going. As you scribbled down your answers, you thought back to all the late-night study sessions, the whispered confessions, the stolen kisses. You knew that no matter what the outcome, you and Jake would face it together.

When the exam finally ended, the relief was overwhelming. You and Jake met outside the hall, the tension in the air dissolving as you fell into each other's arms.

"It's over," Jake said, his voice filled with disbelief.

You nodded, your heart pounding. "We did it."

Jake smiled, his eyes shining with pride. "No matter what happens, I'm proud of you, Y/N. We've come so far."

You leaned into his embrace, feeling a sense of peace wash over you. "I'm proud of us."

The day the results were posted, the school was buzzing with anticipation. You and Jake walked to the bulletin board together, your hands tightly clasped. As you approached, you could see a crowd of students gathered around, their expressions a mix of excitement and anxiety.

Taking a deep breath, you pushed through the crowd, scanning the list for your names. When you found them, your heart skipped a beat.

"Y/N... we're tied," Jake said, his voice filled with awe.

You looked at him, a smile breaking across your face. "We're both at the top."

Jake laughed, pulling you into his comforting embrace. "We did it! We really did it!"

As the crowd cheered around you, you felt a sense of triumph and relief. All the hard work, the late nights, the moments of doubt and fear—it had all led to this moment. And you had done it together.

With the final exams behind you and the results in hand, you and Jake began to look toward the future. You both had your sights set on prestigious universities, your dreams finally within reach.

One evening, as you sat together in the school's garden, Jake turned to you, his expression serious. "Y/N, I've been thinking a lot about what comes next. I want us to stay together, no matter where we end up."

You smiled, your heart swelling with love for him. "Me too, Jake. We've come this far together, and I can't imagine my future without you."

Jake took your hand, his eyes filled with determination. "We'll make it work. We can apply to the same schools, support each other through whatever challenges come our way."

You nodded, feeling a sense of certainty and hope. "We've already proven that we can overcome anything, as long as we're together."

Jake leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. "I love you, Y/N. And I always will."

Tears filled your eyes as you kissed him back, your heart bursting with emotion. "I love you too, Jake. Forever."

As you held each other, the sun setting behind you, you knew that your journey was just beginning. There would be challenges ahead, but you had each other. And that was all you needed.

epilogue

Years later, as you stood on the stage of your graduation ceremony, you looked out into the crowd and found Jake's eyes. He was standing with his classmates, a proud smile on his face. You had both been accepted to the same university, and your bond had only grown stronger with each passing day over the years.

As you walked across the stage to receive your diploma, you felt a sense of accomplishment and gratitude. You had achieved so much, and you had done it with the person you loved by your side, Jake Sim, the love of your life.

After the ceremony, you and Jake found each other in the crowd, your arms wrapping around each other in a tight embrace.

"We did it," Jake said, his voice filled with emotion. "We made it."

You smiled, tears of joy streaming down your face. "I couldn't have done it without you."

Jake cupped your face in his hands, his eyes shining with love. "And I couldn't have done it without you. We're a team, Y/N. Always."

“Always” you whispered staring at your engagement ring before wrapping your arms around Jake’s neck kissing him, as he wrapped his comforting arms around your waist.

As you kissed, the world seemed to fade away, leaving only the two of you and the love you shared. You knew that no matter what the future held, you would face it together, hand in hand.

And that was all you needed.

@luv-sims

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[queers-gambit]

Angel is the Centerfold

prompt: insecurity runs deep when Eddie's secret lady-love finds the worn pages of a centerfold - marked on a woman who looks nothing like her.

pairing: Eddie Munson x female!cheerleader!reader

fandom masterlist: Stranger Things

note: you ever just get overwhelmed and wanna dip off for a week because you need to recharge your battery? reader's actually able to do that here - lucky ducky.

word count: 2.7k

warnings: cursing (when isn't there), insecurity, small angst, comfort ending i guess.

Let's be honest, high school wasn't easy on anyone. Sure, some people could slip through the cracks while remaining unnoticed, unseen, unheard, and never bothered. Others weren't as lucky but it wasn't as bad or pressured as some other lives in high school.

I wasn't gonna make excuses for the other jocks but I found life just flowed a little simpler if I nestled myself securely on the outskirts of social circles.

I was once lead in the spring musical last year and liked to keep up with my drama friends; I was voted in as class president in October; pitcher on the softball team; might've even found myself on the cheerleading squad.

Did it make sense? Probably not to others.

But for the way my mind liked to race, keeping extra busy with a plethora of friends was easier. I was never in one 'crowd' and could hop around freely to my choosing; occasionally even hopping over to the Hellfire Club on a few random days.

Those were the conversations I was most animated in.

These guys never gave a fuck and liked pushing creative envelopes. So, they wouldn't push me about my home life but sure as shit pushed me into whether or not I thought Luke Skywalker was hot or not. Gareth was running a very important poll and it was vital I give them my honest opinion on the Jedi.

If I wanted, I usually had a seat at Hellfire, too. I couldn't make every game and usually my character was someone fleeting due to my busy schedule... But it was how I came to really get to know Eddie Munson better. He was the Dungeon Master and was always willing to hang for an extra hour to go over some details about the campaign or game.

If I didn't understand something, he was breaking it down for me. He teased me, sure, but never made me feel lesser-than for not grasping a concept completely.

It could've been the reason we started hanging out at his trailer.

Maybe it was also because life was finally catching up to me and overwhelming me in a tsunami wave of stress, and I needed an escape.

Either way, one moment, I'm content being a busy little bee, and the next, I'm crying my eyes out at Eddie Munson's trailer as a roach smoldered in a glass ashtray between us.

It became something of a regular occurrence for us. Sometimes, I ran into his Uncle Wayne on his way out to work and other times, it was nearly pitch black when I arrived. But Eddie was always welcoming; never complaining when I'd burrow into one of his hoodies for comfort; content to roll a joint and let the pair of us rant about our weekly worries.

I guess he got sick of hearing me complain so much because one evening, perhaps while rambling, Eddie leaned forward and seared his lips on mine. He made some comment about shutting me up like this from now on before pressing his tongue into my mouth and commandeering every known thought I had.

It worked... For the first couple months.

It was nice to feel like I had something private, 100% for myself. Nobody knew that Eddie Munson was the guy I spent my free time with; they didn't need to know I started blowing them off in favor of him. They didn't know how we would lay in his bed, fucking, talking, laughing, smoking; they never needed to know how he whispered sweet nothings in my ear, and like a fool, how I ate it up.

It was private. Eddie was private.

Stolen glances in the hallway, a few kisses in empty classrooms.

But then... It turned a little repetitive.

Once, I'd met him in the woods (per his request) and when I arrived 'early', he was in the midst of another deal. Waving me off as "another customer that can wait", he turned to the boy in front of him and all but basically ignored me.

I knew we weren't public, but damn, right?

And there was the time when my Mom's car tire blew and she couldn't pick me up from softball practice... But Hellfire had just let out and when I asked Eddie for a ride home, he chuckled, "I would, princess, but I don't think I could fit your reputation in my van."

I get there were some other people around when I asked, but shit.

Oh! And there was that other time when he and I went to the corner store for a few snacks and his arm was securely around my shoulders. It was about 12:30 in the morning on a Saturday, and sure, not many people were out but a few had come in after us... And Eddie had dropped his arm so quick, you would've thought he was burned.

He had waited until they were gone before letting us pay together and leave...

It was starting to feel more and more like Eddie was ashamed of me. Like he didn't want to be seen with me... Like he couldn't stomach the idea of people knowing he was into me - or I was into him.

None the less, the idea started to gnaw at my mind because I couldn't begin to understand what was so wrong about... Well, me.

Eddie had called that night and asked if I was down for a movie and joint, claiming he had picked up my favorite candy at the store today and needed my company to break into it. I had agreed with the thought that maybe I'd just gently broach the subject; just ask in earnest if there was something about me he was ashamed of or not.

"Hey, sweetheart," Eddie panted when he opened the door for me, instantly leading me through his trailer, "I'm so sorry, I lost track of time. You mind hanging tight so I can hop a quick shower?"

"Oh, yeah, no problem," I assured, nodding with a small smile.

"Thanks, doll," he whispered, kissing my cheek, "be just a minute."

I nodded absently and watched him go, looking around his room and finding it only mildly messy today. I sat on his bed and rubbed my hands together, trying to think of the best way to ask him what was up, when suddenly, my eyes caught sight of a dog-eared magazine peaking out from under a pair of boxers in front of Eddie's bedside stand. Curiosity burned my stomach and I let the tip of my show gingerly toe the boxers to the side and cocked my head to get a better look.

Only... I almost wish I hadn't.

The woman in the worn-centerfold was outstandingly gorgeous and her curves were natural. You could say I was staring but there's a way you can tell - and that woman, staring up at me, was 100% natural. She was something lethally beautiful with sculptured thighs and a taunt stomach; defining outlines running along her curves.

Picture perfect.

An angel in the centerfold.

Her hair was even perfectly cascading around her, maybe akin to a halo that draped off her thin, highlighted shoulders. Reaching up to feel my own, I couldn’t help but scoff and drop my hand instantly as even our fucking hair was stark opposite one another.

I felt my mouth dry as I took note of her breasts and how they spilled from her lace bra before darting my eyes down to skim her body and land on the smooth, hairless cunt peaking out from a pair of pure white crotchless panties. Taking a sobering breath, I realized everything about her was in some way, shape, or form the exact opposite of me.

Insecurity reared its ugly head and made me question if this was the reason Eddie didn't want to be seen with me. If this was why he didn't want to commit; to date me; to let others know... Because I was wrong. I was all wrong in his mind - this woman with the perfect natural body was a reflection of what he thought was ideal.

His idea of what he wanted.

And it was the literal opposite of me.

Feeling sick, I let my foot jerk to push the boxers back over and stood nervously from his bed. The room was about to collapse on me and a ringing started in my ears, forcing my feet to move or else I'd break down in sobs right there.

Pausing at the cracked bathroom door, I knocked and called, "Hey, Eddie, I forgot my aunt's coming to town and I have to help my mom. I'll just call you later, okay?"

Praying to God my voice remained steady, I waited as Eddie mulled over my words. "A-Are you sure, sweetheart? I didn't get to see you much this week. We can always just watch a movie, or something?"

"I'm sure, I'll just call you later. Bye," I called, not leaving room for argument.

"O-Okay, call me when you get home! Bye! Drive safe!" Eddie called over the sounds of his shower; my feet surging to get me as far from the trailer park as possible.

Call it childish but I didn't call Eddie. I just didn't really have it in me to entertain a conversation where I wasn't okay. In fact, I didn't really have it in me to do anything that week. So, I took mercy on myself and canceled all of my obligations - only going to classes, and then straight home, where I remained alone in my room as my mother worked nightshifts at the hospital this week.

And at lunch, I just hung out in the SGA room where I made up for the work I'd miss from all my canceled after-school meetings.

So, it was easy to avoid everyone. Easy peasy.

Nobody seemed to notice because of how thin I constantly stretched myself, but my self esteem took a major blow that I wasn't really looking to actively heal and wanted a little peace to myself. So I made myself extra scarce by faking a really bad period so nobody would question me too much.

Turns out, maybe Eddie noticed my flighty behavior. I didn't know it, but after school on Wednesday, he caught Chrissy's elbow and ducked into an empty classroom to ask her what was up with me.

The head cheerleader assured him I was just feeling a little under the weather, not putting too much thought into why he seemed so worried. She knew you two were friends and figured he thought I was sick, not realizing he was actually trying to understand why I had blown everything (and one) off this week.

After school Friday, Eddie had enough and loaded into his van after clocking my absence at practice again. Not that he was paying attention (he totally was), but I'd missed the whole week, and he knew that wasn't normal.

So, when he showed up at my door, imagine his shock to see me answer it in my pajamas.

"Eddie," I felt my eyes widen, trying to subtly close the thick cardigan I was wearing around my leggings and tank top. "Uh, did I forget something in History?"

"Funny enough, you did."

"Oh."

"Yeah," he breathed, "see, by my observations, you've been blowing everyone off this week, and can mean you've forgotten your friends."

I scoffed, "No, not entirely."

"Yes, entirely," he repeated. "What's going on with you?"

"Nothing."

"Bullshit," he shook his head. "You've not been in the cafeteria all week, you haven't been doing the morning announcements, you haven't shown up at Hellfire, or SGA, or cheer, or any of your other orgs - the hell's up with you?"

"Oh, I uh... Didn't think anyone really realized," I admitted quietly.

"When you move as quick as you do and then come to a screeching halt, yeah," he chuckled, "a few people notice. So, again, what's wrong?"

"It's literally nothing."

"So, why're you blowing me off too?"

"I'm not."

"You're standing pretty defensively in your doorway," he pointed out softly. "Am I... Like, am I not welcome anymore?" His question caught me off guard because I wasn’t sure how to answer it. My silence was enough of an answer as he whimpered, "Oh, shit, wait, what'd I do, sweetheart?"

"You didn't do anything."

"Well, obviously I did if - "

"No," I sniffled, cutting him off, "that's what's wrong, you just... You never did anything."

"Okay, darlin', I'm confused," he paused. "What didn't I do?"

"You... You were always ashamed of me, never wanted to be seen with me, or let people know we were hanging out. I get we weren't dating, but you never asked me to be your girlfriend, either. So, yeah, you didn't do anything... And then I just... I found something that confirmed I'm nothing like what you want. So, maybe you're not welcome here anymore because I don't think I was ever welcome in your life."

"Sweetheart, how can you say that?" Eddie asked in confusion. "I'm ashamed of you? No, that's the farthest from the truth! Where is this - I don’t understand.”

"C’mon, Eddie. You literally run the other way when it comes to even seeing me in public," I pointed out. "If you're ashamed, that's one thing. If you just don't want to be in a relationship, that's another. But I don't think you really want to be with me, so, let's just cut our losses."

"What the hell could you have seen that made you think I don't want you?" he scoffed. "Darlin', I just - I'm not very good at this shit, okay? And I'm the Freak, remember? You're gonna take more of a social hit dating me than I will - I just wanted to try and protect you from the ridicule coming your way for even being seen with me."

"Then that's my decision to make," I shrugged.

"You're right," he agreed. "And I'll let you make that decision on your own, but that's if you even want to be with me. 'Cause apparently you've found something that's so Earth-shattering, it's making you think I don't want you. Darlin', I worship you, okay? So whatever it is, I promise it’s not what you think.”

"Then why... Why don't I look like them?"

"What?" He asked. "Like who, doll?"

"I know it’s stupid but… The women you look at in magazines, okay? The women you fantasize about - those women. Why don't they and I look alike?"

Eddie looked gobsmacked for a moment but recovered quickly, speaking softly but strongly, “Because they're exactly that, pretty girl, a fantasy. Nothing like the real thing," he smiled at me. "And for whatever it's worth, I look at a variety of things, so, the odds of you lookin' like one of the women I look at... Are actually pretty high."

"Eddie - "

"No, I'm serious," he smirked, "'cause I just think about you most of the time. Those women might get me started but it's the thought of you that takes me out, hmm?"

"Oh, my God," I couldn't help but laugh, "okay, okay, you've made your point.”

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. I guess I just got a little in my head.”

"So, why're you home instead of at practice? You’re always over thinkin’ something, why’s your head all in a twist?”

"Well, you, Munson, put my head in a twist pretty consistently. And for the record, it started as an insecure week that required a lot of self-care."

"Well, what's on the agenda for tonight?"

"Um, gonna paint my nails and watch a few movies?"

"Got room for one more?" He pouted dramatically. "Missed you this whole week, and I barely got to see you last week, too."

"I think I could squeeze you in somewhere," I smiled with a nod, opening my arms to let him step over the threshold and into my embrace. Against his chest, I spoke, "If I didn't want to be with you, Munson, I wouldn't be. So, don't go worrying about protecting my reputation, because I'm only concerned with my happiness - and you make me pretty damn happy.”

I felt Eddie's arms tighten and his lips press to the top of my head, "Good plan, baby. And I'm only concerned with your happiness, as well."

"All right, kiss-ass, you’re already invited in. Don’t gotta lay it on too thick.”

“Oh, so, I don’t have to offer to paint your toes?”

I paused, letting my chin press to his chest as he smirked down at me. “Well now, wait a minute…”

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[majestichyuk]

Just the norm

Pairing :- Mark Lee x Fem!reader

Summary :- Just some college kids being college kids.

Genre :- College students, comedy (because I’m nice like that), text messages, fluff (you tell me), acquaintances to friends, flirty-ish, ass whooping, cringe alert (sry)

Wc :- 1.3k 

WARNING :- cursing. It’s never a peaceful day with the haechan & renjun, reader wanted the smoke, and jeno just being the peacemaker because he can. 

Notes :- THANK YOU FOR 100 NOTES ON MY LATEST BOOK kutabare starring Jeno T-T. I WROTE THIS, sry i wrote this in the spawn of the moment because why not, you either enjoy it or you don’t, but once again thank you for the love, don't be afraid to talk with me and send in some ask, I’m open. But anyways enjoy my crack cringe short story, LIKE, FOLLOW & REBLOG. 

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“HAECHAN, GIVE IT BACK!,” you yelled as you leap forward to grab the nuisance by his light brown hair.

“Bring back what?!” Haechan asked as he stood on the other side of the table. “I have nothing that belongs to you,” 

“Haecha- ugh, RENJUN!” you called out to Renjun who’s busied himself with his phone on the other side of the classroom, with his legs crossed elegantly. “Haechan give her back whatever you stole from her,” Renjun ordered as he kept his attention on his phone.

Haechan snarled at you as he handed you back your phone, and pouted as he plopped himself at his desk.

“I always knew you were a lil bitch,” you stick your tongue out playfully at Haechan as you took your phone from his hands. 

“What'd you say you strumpet-” he was interrupted as Jeno entered the classroom.

“What’s with all the noise I was hearing outside?” Jeno questioned as he placed his barrel bag on your desk. “You two fighting again?” Jeno looked at both you and Haechan unimpressed.

“They’ve been at each other throats since this mornin-” Renjun was the second victim of being interrupted by someone.  

“There wouldn’t have been an issue today if he wouldn’t stick his nose out in other people's busine-” Haechan interrupted you as he jumped out of his seat, slamming both of his palms on your desk startling Jeno.

“Well, I’m sorry for wanting to know who has my dearest friend all smiley and shit!” He nearly gagged at the scene he witnessed this morning. “Who possessed you, babe?” Haechan looked at you worriedly as he reached out to check your temperature.

“Renjun whatcha doing after school?,” Jeno peered over you and Haechan getting into a brawl, completely ignoring you two as if it was a normal day.

“Mark asked me to help him with something so I’m probably going to his house,” Renjun told Jeno as he went into his bag searching for a snack. You halted yourself as you let go of Haechan’s neck, dusting your pants as you got up from the floor, kicking him in his ass before you walk over to Renjun.

“Want me to tag along, Junnie?” You sat on Renjun’s table and tried to muster your most irresistible puppy eyes.

“Look who’s the little bitc-” Haechan got slapped at the back of the head by Jeno as he struggled to get up from the floor. 

Renjun put his attention back on you. “Why you wanna tag along, don’t you have somewhere to be after school,” Renjun asks pushing more of a reaction out of you, even though he has an idea of your motives to join him and Mark.

“Well.. not anymore, I don’t really have to be there, the team will do fine without me for one day,” you reassure him, even though you’re kind of rethinking if your basketball team has that level of independence.

“They’ll be fine,” You brushed him off as you took a bite of the snack he handed to you.

“So who were you messaging this morning to have Haechan nearly puke everywhere?” Renjun questioned you as if he didn’t know.

“No one really,” You stuffed a handful of the chips in your mouth. “Jst marlk,” you were able to get out, thinking no one would be able to understand. Until.

“MARK? MARK FUCKING LEE,” Haechan pushed Renjun out of his seat as he planted himself in front of you in Renjun's abandoned chair. “Lee Minhyung has you smiling like that?!,” Haechan looks at you in concern and disgust.

“What’s so wrong with Mark?” Jeno joined in as he held Renjun back from pouncing on Haechan. “Calm down Renjun, calm down,” He gently stroked Renjun's hair and went over to flick Haechan’s forehead.

“Well for starters,” Haechan rubbed his red forehead. “He’s a total wimp that just smells bad and too uptight, AND HE CHEATS!” 

“You’re just mad because he beat you in badminton,” Renjun rolled his eyes whilst taking a seat next to you on his desk. 

“And because he beat you in Mario cart,” Jeno added as he propped by the window.

“And because he-” you stopped speaking when Haechan started to dramatically flop in his chair.

“Okay! Okay, I get it, I’m a jealous trainwreck, I can't help my competitiveness” he pulled out his white handkerchief and surrendered. Everyone chuckled at him until their attention was taken by the devil himself.

“Hey Mark,” Jeno got up and bro hugged Mark who reluctantly accepted the gesture.

“Hey,” Mark muttered looking quite tired as he went to take his seat at the back of the class. 

“You see what I mean? A total wimp, didn’t even greet us” Haechan loudly whispered as he watched Mark place his headphones on his head. Jeno went over the speak with Mark, leaving Haechan to ramble.

“I don’t think you should be talking considering your mom has to wash your underwear at your big age, and he looks tired” You retorted, gazing at Jeno and Mark wondering what Jeno was talking about.

“Well since you’re obviously so smitten by him why don’t you go over and talk with him?” Haechan challenges you as he looks at you expectedly. 

Renjun brushed him off “You didn’t have the balls to talk to youR crush face to face, all I saw was shriveled nuts,”. You burst out in laughter gaining the attention of the two boys at the back.

“You know what I’m not even going to waste my time with you,” Haechan glared at Renjun. 

“The only action you’re getting is from that hole in your pillow, you prude,” Haechan spat out as Renjun gasped at his words.

 “It wouldn’t be that way if you’d let your mom visit me mor- AH!” Renjun got up from his desk and ran towards the classroom door with Haechan trailing behind him screaming how he’d skin him alive. 

You sat there with your arms crossed, knowing after they’d had their little fight they’d probably leave the compound goofing around to only return until their next class. You watch as Jeno and Mark are still in deep conversation about god knows what, so you get up go back to your table, and take out your phone preparing to play a mobile game until lunch is finished. 

After five minutes of playing Roblox, you see you got a text from someone.

Marknificent 🦹: So no greetings when I arrived?

You quickly open the message, instantly thinking back and realizing you indeed didn't greet him, not that it was unpurpose.

You: I should be asking you the same thing 🤨

Marknificent 🦹: Touche

Marknificent 🦹: What ya doing?

You looked behind you to see him still engaging in conversation with Jeno, well he’s mostly listening but anyway.

You: I’m actually on the toilet 💀

You: Taking a fat shit

Marknificent 🦹: ew wft dude 😭 😂

Marknificent 🦹: Well I’m popping a huge pimple on my ass rn 

You let out a snorted laugh to look back and see Mark looking away from Jeno, smiling trying to hold his laughter.

You: Are you having a serious conversation rn?

Marknificent 🦹: Yes 🧍🏻

You: So why are you texting me?

Marknificent 🦹: Well I’ve noticed we don’t really talk much in person because we’re always interrupted, so why not cheat the system?

 You: That’s not nice bro ☠️

Marknificent 🦹: He’s too deep in his story to even notice

Marknificent 🦹: Plus ima pro at multitaskin, no lies detected.

You: Im intrigued 

Marknificent 🦹: Well I asked renjun to help me with something at my place

Marknificent 🦹: You could tag along and 

Marknificent 🦹: MAYBE, i’ll show you first hand (pun intended)

You: what was the joke? 💀

You: Boy-

You: what ya mean by that? 😏

Marknificent 🦹: I shall not tell ☝️

Marknificent 🦹: You have to be there to find out 🧍🏻

You: Aaaaand what if I’m not there Mark lee

Marknificent 🦹: Well Albert, Ig you’ll never know

You: Albert 🧍‍♀️, really? 👩‍🦯

You logged out

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[lovergirly]

the love languages (wednesdays version)

hi my loves! i’m sorry i haven’t been here, i’ve been horribly busy the past couple days. i met the love of my life over break and i’m trying to start a relationship with them so fingers crossed 🤞🏻

this isn’t a request, but feel free to leave me some! <33

they say there are five different ways to display your love to a person. love languages. conventional couples constantly love showering each other with affection and giving each other flowers or go to the drive in for dates. wednesday was the opposite of conventional. she finds it hard to believe she was even capable of loving someone, let alone be able to let herself be vulnerable around someone. even her girlfriend she struggles with showing affections to. her girlfriend however was able to see every single love language wednesday provides for her.

1. words of affirmation

waking up was always the hardest part of your day. who was sadistic enough to make teenagers wake up at 6 in the morning everyday?

“mi amor it’s time to wake up.”

of course your macabre girlfriend enjoyed this torture. you don’t answer her and instead groan into your pillow. unknown to you she rolls her eyes and starts to open your curtains. this doesn’t give her the reaction she wanted as you only hide more into your blankets.

“y/n we have school and i can’t be having you late. get up, my love.” you still don’t move and now wednesday is getting annoyed. “cara mia, if you don’t get up i’ll deny you your kisses for the rest of the day.”

knowing she was 100% serious with that threat, you slowly force yourself out of bed causing your perfectly dressed and composed girlfriend to smile, “you look absolutely miserable.”

“thank you, i am.”

“well even while miserable you look absolutely breathtaking mi amor.”

2. acts of service

after getting ready for your day, you and wednesday had to seperate and go to your classes. the only problem is these kids have been teasing you. a group of three girls tried to start a rumor about you and nearly tripped you just in this period alone. finally after they “accidentally” spilt their drink on you, you run out of the classroom only to see wednesday standing right there with a bag of muffins she got for you. she saw you nearly sprinting out with tears in your eyes and a group of girls all watching you and laughing. she realized she either had the option to kill then now or go check on you and kill them later. knowing you’re worth more than those imbeciles were, she ran after you to see you sitting with your knees to your chest crying in a random corner. she saw how vulnerable you looked, and wished she could take away your pain just as fast as those girls inflicted it.

“querida mia, what happened?”

“wednesday those girls are just awful! they tried to make up a rumor about me and they’re just so mean.” you stuttered while sobbing. her heart broke for you. just because she had thick skin and can easily take down a bully doesn’t mean she knows you get too overwhelmed to defend yourself in situations like this.

“y/n don’t let them get to you. they’re a bunch of clowns who are jealous of what you have.”

“what do i have that they don’t?”

“me. the love and adoration i try to provide for you.” she simple walks away after that and unbeknownst to you, is planning a way to get back at those intolerable girls. it wasn’t until the next day when you saw how your girlfriend sent thing to cut giant chunks out of all the girls’ hair and a horrified expression when they see you with your beloved.

3. gifts

wednesday comes from a rich family. it wasn’t a shock. she was a trust fund kid and often asked her parents to take out money to get you some lavish presents. you weren’t used to the high class lifestyle she had, so she made sure to buy to the most luxurious items. you like that jacket? it’s yours. it’s $500? that’s not too bad, she thought it would’ve been at least $2000. wednesday wouldn’t say she’s carelessly throwing away money, even if your closet had got restocked by her. she just enjoyed the look on your face when you got the newest all black Balenciaga bag or the softest pair of pink pajamas money can buy. the presents you liked the most, however, were when she tried to be romantic with her gift giving.

one night, wednesday walks into your dorm with her hands behind her back.

“hello my love! i missed you so much.”

“i missed you as well y/n. i actually got you a present.” she pulls out two viles and a little needle.

“i want to show you that i am completely enthralled by you and wish to grow old with you until we both face our demise.” she goes to sit on your bed “i want to give you some of my blood that you can wear as a necklace. it’s supposed to represent the deepest trust and love i have for you. you of course don’t need to give me one, but i want to give you one.”

“oh my love of course i’ll give you one. will you do the honors of pricking my finger for me?”

with that you and wednesday spent the rest of the night making and presenting blood necklaces for each other.

 4. quality time

wednesday doesn’t believe in small talk. she thinks it’s a waste of time. she does enjoy a good conversation with you, but she doesn’t want to hear the little details about who said what last friday and why it’s so bad. her writing hour was her time. she frequently kicks enid out during that time because she needs to think and get inspiration. people don’t give her inspiration. she hates people. viper de la muerte hates people. well everyone except her girlfriend. vipers girlfriend who is a little too similar to you. how did she get the inspiration to creat vipers girlfriend? by making you stay in the room while she writes. the first time you stayed in the room it was a nuisance. you were with enid and laughing the full hour. it was torture, and not the kind she enjoys. now, she can’t write without you in the room. whether you’re just reading over her shoulder, she loves your critiques. even if it’s just a simple “i love your writing my love!” or “i like this part!” she needs those words to allow her creative mind to continue. she feels pathetic , relying on you to do something as simple as writing, but nothing makes her happier than seeing your face as you read her writing or give her shoulder rubs the second she finishes her writing hour. even if you’re not reading with her, just you in the room gives her a calm feeling. she loves when you’re both in her dorm alone, doing your own thing silently. it makes her feel like you’re already a married couple and the dorm room is simple your house.

5. physical touch

if wednesday hates one thing the most, it’s physical touch. the only people who can touch her without dying is her family, and even they barley can touch her without her pulling away. you might think you’re an expection, but wednesday addams doesn’t do cuddling. she hates it. not because she gets hot or anything at night. she just simply hates it. the only way you’ll even get her to consider cuddling with you is after constant begging. you literally have to get on your knees in front of her (which she liked more than she’d like to admit) just for her to put her arm around you in bed. she’ll never be caught dead being the little spoon. whether you’re her height or six feet tall, she’ll be the big spoon. she likes the feeling of protecting you at night. you’re her love, it’s her job to keep you safe.

and while wednesday would deny any of this as love and would never admit to “mellowing out”, the wednesday addams found a love. a love she can cherish and treat just as her father treats her mother. she wants to cherish you and protect you from the world in the only way she knows. the love language of an addams.

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i hope you guys enjoyed, i wrote this in one sitting so it might not be the best. i really want to make each of these little snippets it’s own story, but i’m not sure yet. definitely leave a like if you enjoyed though and leave more requests <33

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[louistube3]

Hockey Is My Valentin | Funny Sports Valentine's Day Sticker

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[winterchimez]

Criminal | Lee Juyeon

summary: you love Lee Juyeon with all of your heart, and you are willing to do anything for him, even if he is the infamous criminal the city has been desperately trying to place back behind closed bars for years.

pairing: criminal Juyeon x agent f!reader

genre: angst, crime, slight fluff

warnings: violence, minor character deaths, blood, mentions of weapons (guns, snipers, blades, etc.), kissing

word count: 3,380

a/n: here is the 2nd entry from my 100 followers event and this was requested by my love @cloverdaisies 💚 i can't tell you how happy i was when you requested a criminal romance fic (lmao i prob just like writing crime a bit too much) & hope you'll love this my dearest clo 🫶🏻

The sounds of the sirens coming from the dozens of police cars were what filled the city tonight. 

It has happened again. 

For five years, the city has been haunted by the infamous criminal himself, The Stealer, who is notably one of the most infamous thieves the city has ever had for the past few decades. 

Nobody really knew what his motive was or even his true identity. All the public knew was that he had begun his spree, going from building to building to steal the most valued treasures or jewellery the country has kept safe behind those sturdy vaults with heavy security. None has ever succeeded in breaking through the tight security, that was until The Stealer came into the picture. However, the man himself has never harmed anyone, as his motive was just stealing the valued items while leaving no trails behind. 

That was until he was finally caught red-handed by one of the rookie agents during the infamous Royal Bank Heist case that happened last summer. 

Obviously, the public finally rejoiced at the fact that the infamous criminal that had been lurking in the shadows for long enough had finally been put behind bars, and everyone could return back to their normal daily routine again.

But their happiness was not to last for long, for The Stealer himself broke free while he was in captivity and was placed in one of the vehicles where he was supposed to be transported back to the local police station. 

And because it was you who helped the now infamous criminal to break free. 

Why have you done that months ago? When the law enforcement has been desperately trying to put this madman behind bars once and for all?

There was only one answer.

Because the infamous The Stealer himself was Lee Juyeon, your childhood best friend whom you grew up with and had a crush on for the longest time.

You and Juyeon go all the way back in middle school, where you and your family had just recently moved from the outskirts of Busan to Gwangju. After settling down for a short while, it didn’t take long for your parents to enroll you in one of the infamous institutes at the time so that you could continue with your education. 

And that was where you met your crush and best friend, Lee Juyeon.

As you stepped into the classroom to introduce yourself, you felt all sorts of negative emotions ranging from fear to anxiety. None of your classmates really paid much attention to you and even treated you like a nobody. But that wasn’t the case with Juyeon. The boy immediately welcomed you to sit right next to him, being one of the only empty seats that were still available at the time. Next thing you knew, you both immediately hit off as good friends within a few days.

Juyeon was definitely one of the biggest extroverts you’ve ever met in your lifetime. He would always initiate a conversation with you in any situation you may be in and even bring you along to meet his group of friends every day after classes. 

What’s more, that boy was really into basketball, so much so that he eventually secured a permanent role of being one of the active players for the school team, and this went on even until high school. Each time he would drag you to watch his practice match and to his games, which, quite frankly, you felt that it was a chore at the beginning. But as you slowly opened yourself up more to him, you eventually began enjoying these little so-called “dates” since it was where you get to see Juyeon’s skills up close. 

And it was when you started to develop a crush on him.

The way how he was so passionate about the sport he loves dearly, up to how you can always witness his good reflexes and muscles up close? You’d be lying to yourself if they did not make you drool whenever you see them in person. Not to mention all of the instances where he turns in your direction to give you a smile or sometimes a wink if you were lucky enough. Oh, how you were the luckiest girl alive. 

Things went on till the end of high school, where you both graduated with distinction and made both of your families proud. Eventually, you both got into your desired university, Seoul National University, to further pursue your career. Juyeon went in with a sports scholarship and was determined to dedicate his life fully to basketball, while you went ahead with criminology as you followed your father’s footsteps. 

That was until the fall of your first year of university. 

Word spread quickly throughout the campus and eventually to the neighbourhood on how Juyeon’s parents were mysteriously murdered in the comforts of their home while he was out running some errands. The sight that greeted Juyeon as he came back was something that will forever be implanted deep within his mind, never to be forgotten. 

Ever since then, Juyeon began to distance himself from everyone, even you. After the semester ended, he was nowhere to be seen again. 

It was as if he had mysteriously disappeared from the town itself, leaving little to no traces behind of where he might be. You and everyone tried your very best to contact him in all sorts of ways possible, but every single time there was no response at all. Eventually, everyone began to move on with their lives and forget that he had ever existed. 

Except for you.

For years you have continuously tried to reach back out to him by writing him letters addressed to his former residence in both Seoul and Gwangju. It did not matter if you did not receive a reply, for you’d figured if one day he were to appear in front of you again, those letters will surely reach him someday. 

This went on even until you graduated from university and landed a role as an undercover agent under the Federal Bureau of Investigation. Almost immediately, when you were assigned to a specific department, you were made aware of the series of robbery crime sprees that have happened within the city for the past several months. 

During a couple of your first missions, you and your team somewhat briefly came across The Stealer himself but failed each time to capture the man as he was too quick and was always up for a challenge with you and your fellow agents from the bureau. 

That was until your second year of working as an undercover agent, and you actually came face-to-face with The Stealer during a stand-off on one of your missions. And it was there you realised it was your crush and best friend you have desperately tried to contact for years. 

He removed his mask as he revealed his identity to you since you both were alone at that time, and no words could describe how you felt during that tense moment. Your heart finally felt at ease knowing the person you have been desperately trying to contact has finally re-emerged back in front of you and knowing that he was still alive and sound. But your other half knew that he was now a wanted criminal and is worth thousands of dollars to put him behind bars. 

Eventually, you handcuffed the male and brought him down to your colleagues, who desperately awaited your return at the lower ground. Juyeon did not resist much, as he allowed the rest of the agents to escort him into one of the transport vans to take him back down to the station. 

At that time, you were the driver and were supposed to make sure that both the fugitive and the rest of the agents returned back safe and sound to the bureau. But what they did not know was that you had other plans in your mind. 

You were going to help Juyeon escape. 

So that was what you did. You purposely lost control of the wheel and drove the vehicle right into a tree that was situated close to the highway, and immediately all of the agents blacked out from the sudden impact. You and Juyeon, on the other hand, only sustained minor injuries. 

Not wasting a second, you immediately helped Juyeon to get out of the vehicle and urged him to make a quick escape now since there were only a few seconds of opening before the remaining vehicles that were following behind yours would arrive at the crash site. 

Your friend was definitely conflicted, but you quickly shoved the man into the woods and urged him to keep running and not look back. You could tell that at that time, tears had formed in his eyes, and he was desperately trying to tell you something. Perhaps the reason why he was gone for such a long time, or even the motive as to why he began his spree all these years. 

But there was no time. As the sounds of the sirens grew louder, he quickly turned his heel toward the deep dark woods, quickly muttering a simple “thank you” before disappearing into the night. 

With that, you were left behind to deal with the mess you have created, but internally you had already prepared yourself to do so when you had plotted out this whole escape getaway for your friend. 

I hope I won’t be seeing you again, Juyeon. 

Turns out you were wrong, and your friend has seemingly decided to make his comeback tonight after three years since his escape. 

The FBI was immediately alerted by the local police stations once news got out that he was back, breaking into the infamous Lotte Hotel Seoul, where the current most prized jewellery was kept safe within the vaults in the basement.

However, knowing The Stealer and how he has managed to break through even the tightest security from past experiences, the bureau knew that they were not taking chances and immediately hopped into action right away. 

Since The Stealer has re-emerged after going into hiding for a year, you knew that your superiors would not take failure as an option this time. Hence, all of you agents were equipped with the latest weapons and technology that the bureau has upgraded, and within minutes all of you were out the door, hopping into your vehicles and heading to the designated location. 

As you drove your way to the infamous hotel, the only thing that was on your mind was how the head of the FBI had issued a clear order for any of your agents to shoot the man down if needed, doesn’t matter if he was alive or dead at the end of the day, so long as his body was taken to the bureau in one piece.

Shaking off the negative thoughts, you pressed down your accelerator and began speeding up to the site of interest.

Please, Juyeon, please be safe. 

The whole ride would’ve taken about ten minutes if only you weren’t preoccupied with all of the negative thoughts you were having about this current mission. You felt like it was one of the longest drives you’ve ever had to take for a stand-off mission. 

Once you arrived at the location, you immediately hopped off your vehicle and took all of your equipment with you as you rushed to the scene. Sure enough, some of your colleagues were already there in their designed spots, and some were armed with snipers to take the man down. 

What you didn’t expect was that a full shoot-out had already begun, where some of the agents were already shooting the targeted building floor where you assumed Juyeon was. You looked up, and that was where you saw your friend, armed with a gun, also shooting back at your agents. 

No freaking way. 

Juyeon would never harm a fly. He never did even all those years when he began his spree in the city. The only thing he did was take away the valued treasures and leave the scene in haste. 

So why now? Had something changed in the man after going into hiding for the past year? Why has he begun to go down the violent pathway? 

You needed answers. And you had to get to him as soon as possible. 

Trying your best to think of a way to reach him, you were turning your head back and forth from your fellow agents to Juyeon in the building. 

Come on. Think, Y/N. You have to come up with something quick. 

As you were lost in your thoughts, one of the snipers managed to aim at Juyeon’s weak spot, pulled the trigger, and within seconds you could’ve sworn you saw the bullet go straight into his right shoulder in slow-motion. Right away, your friend collapsed on the ground, and the agents wasted no time getting into the building as fast as they could.

No, I’m not letting you get caught. 

Without thinking much, you immediately removed one of the canisters from your bulletproof vest. You threw it to the ground, creating a smokescreen which could temporarily slow down the movements of your colleagues. That was when you quickly got on your feet and ran up into the building as fast as possible. 

Please, Juyeon. Bear with me. 

You could say that you were known among your colleagues to be one of the fastest agents alive because you managed to get Juyeon out from there and somehow escaped to the rooftops of one of the nearby buildings instead.

With Juyeon being wounded, it wasn’t easy having to carry him as he leaned on you while draping one of his arms over your shoulders. Not to mention you were carrying your own agent equipment simultaneously. Hence, you could say it was a miracle for you both to have gone undetected as you both made your escape. 

As you both reached your temporary safe spot, you immediately laid Juyeon down on the ground while quickly fishing out the first aid materials you had always brought along with you on every mission. Taking one of your blades from your vest, you quickly cut open the black tee that Juyeon was wearing to reveal a bloodied, wounded shoulder. The bullet was stuck pretty well within his shoulder, and since you did not have the right materials to remove it, the best you could do was somehow stop the bleeding for now and slightly help ease his pain.

As you were doing your thing, your friend decided to speak up, and god, have you missed that deep yet comforting voice that you’ve always admired and loved. 

“Y/N. You know you are potentially playing a nurse to a killer right now?” 

“Shush, Juyeon. Don’t say another word.”

He chuckled. “Y/N. You always see the good in people, even me. After all these years, where I have brought you nothing but pain.” 

As you finally wrapped the bandage around his shoulder and put a slight pressure down on the wound, you finally turned your head to face the man of your dreams. Right there and then, tears began forming in your eyes. You just wanted nothing else but to hold him in your arms, assuring him that everything was under control and it would be all okay. 

You were about to speak when he reached his hands up to your face and gently caressed your cheeks while wiping the streaming tears away with his thumb. Now, he looks at you fondly and takes in all of your features, as if he has not seen you for so long and how badly he had missed this beautiful face he always yearns for. 

“Juyeon…” You began to hold his hand on your face for dear life, not wanting to let it go anymore. 

He smiled. “I’m sure you have a whole ton of questions for me, and I’m so sorry for keeping you in the dark for years, Y/N. But I need you to know that I’m doing all this for a reason, and it all concerns my parent's murder from all those years ago.”

So it was something related to that infamous case. 

“But I can’t tell you more than that, at least for now.”  

Your shoulders slumped in defeat as you hoped he’d come clean to you right here and now. But if he had his reasons, then there was no reason for you to judge him or force him into doing something he cannot commit now. 

“It’s fine, Juyeon. What matters is that I’m glad to have reunited with you ever since that car crash from a year prior.” 

You both enjoyed that short silence between one another before you began hearing sounds that were coming in your direction, which indicated that someone was coming up to the rooftop. 

Time was up, and you had to let him go once again. 

Before that, you quickly slipped a note to your friend as you helped him sit up. “Go to this location right here and find this building hidden in the outskirts of town. You’ll find an abandoned cabin where someone will tend to your wounds and hopefully keep you safe till you can get up on your feet yourself again.” 

Just as you were about to get Juyeon up from the ground, he immediately grabbed your arms and stopped you in your tracks. “Why are you doing so much for me, Y/N? When the only thing I’ve ever brought you was trouble?” 

You gulped before finally answering him with what you have always wanted him to know. 

“Because I love you, Lee Juyeon. And I would do anything to keep you safe, even if it meant ditching my status or position to do so.” 

Immediately, you dived into his embrace and begged for one last thing you could get from him before letting him go. “Please, just hold me for a moment.” 

Sure enough, he did as you were told and returned the embrace as well. Within seconds, he broke it off, and the next thing that happened, he crashed his lips onto yours. More tears began streaming down as you eased into the kiss, wishing to savour this moment for as long as possible. 

The footsteps were now getting closer, and you knew that you could no longer hold your colleagues back anymore. Hence, the kiss was broken off, and you helped Juyeon up to his feet while helping him get to the edge of the building. You quickly strapped him up in your zipline equipment which you’d set up prior in case you both had to make a run for it. 

“Now go, Juyeon. I’ll deal with them.” 

Your friend took one last glance at you and returned one more kiss on your lips. “Thank you, Y/N. I promise you, I will write you back a letter this time. Just like how you’ve done to me for all those years.” 

Within seconds, you witnessed how Juyeon glided down into another building, and he made a run for it as best as he could. You watched as he made his way out of the building and eventually disappeared into one of the alleyways, which you knew that it leads to the outskirts of town. 

Right away, as Juyeon was out of sight, the doors to the rooftop burst open, revealing a few of your colleagues rushing to you with snipers in their hands. They were obviously shocked by the amount of blood that had gotten onto you, and you somehow convinced them that The Stealer had wounded you badly and fled the scene a long time ago. Thus, one of them escorted you down from the building while the remaining ones tried their best to catch up with the criminal's footsteps. 

Making your way out of the building, you couldn’t help but look up into the sky, praying that this whole nightmare you both have been dealing with will ultimately come to an end someday, real soon. 

“Juyeon, I’ll always love you and have your back no matter what. And I pray that the next time we meet, we will no longer be haunted by our past.” 

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their s/o is a teacher! - nct dream

a/n: lmao ig im just gonna have to ignore that hate ive been getting! I'm gonna write for nct dream this time because for some reasons some MOA's are not being very kind towards my work. That is not an attack towards MOA because I am one of the biggest MOA's I know...it's jut not fair that some of the people I should be cool with are being so incredibly rude...over and over. anyways, that is all from me on that. please enjoy! as always, requests are open!

(I'm gonna add a cut off here so if you don't wanna read, you don't have to)

☆ mark lee ☆

he thinks it's so cute, especially if you teach little ones (kindergarten/1st grade)

he loves asking you about your classroom and how your work is going

he even helps you grade students assignments and he loves seeing what they say on their assignments

he also likes seeing their art work

he meets your students when you have a classroom part and he helps you set up

they immediately start to ask 100 questions, like kids do, ad he is totally okay with it.

he enthusiastically answers all their questions and they love him

they always ask for him every day after that

☆ huang renjun ☆

renjun thinks it's funny if you teach middle school

he is too good at listening to what happened during your day

he laughs at all the stories of students running around and causing chaos

he love's looking at the assignments you give them and tries to do them himself

he whines when he can't get something right and whines even more when you tell him you students got 100% on that question

☆ lee jeno ☆

he's one that thinks you teaching the older ones is cool

you're actually a college professor so he think's that's WAY cooler

he enjoys hearing you talk about the subject you teach and love's to hear you talk about your students and the assignments you gave them

when you offer to give him a your of the campus you work at, he is jumping at the chance

he even buys gear from the university you work at and wears it all the time (the letterman style jacket you got him is his favorite! he wear's it often and even wore it during a soundcheck of one of nct dream's concerts).

you bump into a few students and say hello, introducing jeno as your boyfriend

☆ na jaemin ☆

you teach kindergartners and he adores it

you helps you set up the different bulletin boards in your classroom and helps you organize/set up everything else

he loves to ask you about your lesson plans and you always ask him for ideas for activities and he helps you every time

he really want's to meet the little ones so after the year is done and they are graduating, he attends the event

they ask you, "teacher, who is that handsome man you were with? is that your boyfriend?"

they all giggle and go "ooooo!" and you tell them yes, that's him!

they run to meet him after the ceremony

☆ lee haechan ☆

he would probably find it interesting if you teach high schoolers

since the first time you told him about all your students, he always asks about them and want's you to update them about how they're doing

his favorite thing to do for your students is to send them stuff!

he gives you money so you can buy them snacks for your classroom (and other supplies! my teachers in high school always had sanitary pads, tampons, snacks, and other stuff in them in case students needed them)

he wants to help you make sure your students feel safe in their classroom

he also funds the senior pizza party at the end of the year and even makes an appearance!

☆ zhong chenle ☆

I believe Chenle is also good with little ones since he's always posting with his family (especially his, I believe, little nephew)

he love's helping you choose coloring pages for your students to do when they're done with their minute math sheets (the stress it causes is always rewarded with coloring time!)

he also likes to buy nice supplies for you students

you tell hi not to do it, because kids love to break things and lose them, but he doesn't listen

he love's going supply shopping (he get's all the brand names like Crayola :0)

he also helps grade assignments!

☆ park jisung ☆

you teach middle school and he loves it

he loves hearing the stories of your students acting out during class because it makes him giggle

just give him a glare and he will stop laughing at your misfortune

he helps you grade their papers

sighs every time he get's a that says 'idk'

it's all fun and games until get's those papers...then he wants to flip the kitchen table other and help you quit your job

because he knows how much they stress you out, he's always making sure you're distressing at home.

fetching you a warm cup of coffee/tea, making/buying dinner, giving you massages, helping you with other class stuff.

#nct dream imagines #nct imagines #nct fluff #nct dream #mark x reader #renjun x reader #jeno x readers #jaemin x reader #haechan x reader #chenle x reader #jisung x reader

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Weekly Shonen Jump 55th anniversary appendix in Weekly Shonen Jump 2023 issue #33

1968 Weekly Shonen Jump Issue #1 Otoko Ippiki Gaki-Daisho by Hiroshi Motomiya 1969 Dr. Toilet by Kazuyoshi Torii 1970 The Gutsy Frog by Yasumi Yoshizawa 1971 Tezuka Manga Award 1st Edition Samurai Giants by Ikki Kajiwara & Ko Inoue Boy of the Wilderness Isamu by Soji Yamakawa & Noboru Kawasaki 1972 Astro Kyudan by Shiro Tōzaki & Norihiro Nakajima 1973 Play Ball by Akio Chiba Hochonin Ajihei by Jiro Gyu & Jo Big 1974 Akatsuka Manga Award 1st Edition 1975 The Circuit Wolf by Satoshi Ikezawa Doberman Deka by Buronson & Shinji Hiramatsu 1976 Toudai Icchokusen by Yoshinori Kobayashi Kochikame by Osamu Akimoto 1977 Ring ni Kakero by Masami Kurumada Susume!! Pirates by Hisashi Eguchi 1978 Cobra by Buichi Terasawa 1979 Kinnikuman by Yudetamago 1980 Dr. Slump by Akira Toriyama 1981 Captain Tsubasa by Yoichi Takahashi Cat's Eye by Tsukasa Hojo Stop!! Hibari-kun! by Hisashi Eguchi 1982 High School! Kimengumi by Motoei Shinzawa 1983 Fist of the North Star by Buronson & Tetsuo Hara Ginga -Nagareboshi Gin- by Yoshihiro Takahashi 1984 DRAGON BALL by Akira Toriyama 1985 City Hunter by Tsukasa Hojo Miraculous Tonchinkan by Koichi Endo Sakigake!! Otokojuku by Akira Miyashita 1986 Saint Seiya by Masami Kurumada 1987 JoJo's Bizarre Adventure by Hirohiko Araki The Burning Wild Man by Tadashi Sato 1988 Bastard!! by Kazushi Hagiwara Jungle King Tar-chan by Masaya Tokuhiro Rokudenashi BLUES by Masanori Morita Magical Taluluto by Tatsuya Egawa 1989 Weekly Shonen Jump reaches 5.000.000 copies in circulation Dragon Quest: The Great Adventure of Dai by Riku Sanjo & Koji Inada Video Girl Ai by Masakazu Katsura 1990 SLAM DUNK by Takehiko Inoue Chinyuki by Man Gataro Yu Yu Hakusho by Yoshihiro Togashi 1992 Hareluya II Boy by Haruto Umezawa 1993 Tottemo! Luckyman by Hiroshi Gamo Hell Teacher Nube by Makura Sho & Takeshi Okano 1994 Midori no Makibao by Tsunomaru Rurouni Kenshin by Nobuhiro Watsuki 1995 Weekly Shonen Jump reaches 6.530.000 copies in circulation Sexy Commando Gaiden: Sugoi yo!! Masaru-san by Kyosuke Usuta 1996 Hoshin Engi by Ryu Fujisaki Yu-Gi-Oh! by Kazuki Takahashi Kochikame 20th Anniversary & Chapter 1000 1997 I's by Masakazu Katsura Seikimatsu Leader den Takeshi! by Mitsutoshi Shimabukuro ONE PIECE by Eiichiro Oda 1998 Rookies by Masanori Morita Whistle! by Daisuke Higuchi HUNTERXHUNTER by Yoshihiro Togashi 1999 Hikaru no Go by Yumi Hotta & Takeshi Obata The Prince of Tennis by Takeshi Konomi NARUTO by Masashi Kishimoto 2000 JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Stone Ocean by Hirohiko Araki BLACK CAT by Kentaro Yabuki 2001 Bobobobo Bobobo by Yoshio Sawai BLEACH by Tite Kubo 2002 Strawberry 100% by Mizuki Kawashita Eyeshield 21 by Riichiro Inagaki & Yusuke Murata 2004 Death Note by Tsugumi Ohba & Takeshi Obata Gintama by Hideaki Sorachi Katekyo Hitman Reborn! by Akira Amano D.Gray-man by Katsura Hoshino Muhyo & Roji's Bureau of Supernatural Investigation by Yoshiyuki Nishi 2005 Neuro: Supernatural Detective by Yusei Matsui 2006 To Love Ru by Saki Hasemi & Kentaro Yabuki 2007 Sket Dance by Kenta Shinohara 2008 Nura: Rise of the Yokai Clan by Hiroshi Shiibashi Toriko by Mitsutoshi Shimabukuro Bakuman. by Tsugumi Ohba & Takeshi Obata 2009 Kuroko's Basketball by Tadatoshi Fujimaki Beelzebub by Ryuhei Tamura Medaka Box by Nisio Isin & Akira Akatsuki 2010 ONE PIECE New World Begins 2011 Nisekoi by Naoshi Komi 2012 Haikyu!! by Haruichi Furudate The Disastrous Life of Saiki K. by Shuichi Aso Assassination Classroom by Yusei Matsui Food Wars: Shokugeki no Soma by Yuto Tsukuda & Shun Saeki 2013 World Trigger by Daisuke Ashihara Isobe Isobee Monogatari by Ryo Nakama 2014 Hinomaru Zumo by Kawada My Hero Academia by Kohei Horikoshi 2015 Black Clover by Yuki Tabata 2016 Yuuna and the Haunted Hot Springs by Tadahiro Miura Kimetsu no Yaiba by Koyoharu Gotouge BORUTO by Mikio Ikemoto & Ukyo Kodachi The Promised Neverland by Kaiu Shirai & Posuka Demizu Kochikame 40th Anniversary and Serialization End 2017 We Never Learn by Taishi Tsutsui Dr. STONE by Riichiro Inagaki & Boichi 2018 Jujutsu Kaisen by Akutami Gege

2019 Chainsaw Man by Tatsuki Fujimoto Mission: Yozakura Family by Hitsuji Gondaira 2020 Undead Unluck by Yoshifumi Tozuka MASHLE by Hajime Komoto Ayakashi Triangle by Kentaro Yabuki Me & Roboco by Shuhei Miyazaki BURN THE WITCH by Tite Kubo SAKAMOTO DAYS by Yuto Suzuki 2021 The Elusive Samurai by Yusei Matsui WITCH WATCH by Kenta Shinohara Blue Box by Kouji Miura 2022 Akane Banashi by Yuki Suenaga & Takamasa Moue

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MS. HONEY: FIELD DAY

Pairing: Harry Styles x F!Reader Word Count: 3.8k+ Warnings: tooth rotting fluff!, mentions of heights, kissing Summary: It takes a village to raise a special needs child. Gemma's son is growing up and starting kindergarten in the fall. Uncle Harry is struggling with not being able to spend all day, everyday, with his nephew who he's grown quite attached to. When he accompanies Gemma and Arlo on his first day of school, he meets Ms.Honey. Harry decides Kindergarten might not be so bad after all. A/N: For the sake of the story, Gemma and Harry live in the states. I know more about the school system in America than the UK so it just made sense! This story is not meant to be a 100% depiction of what a family of this dynamic is like. Harry and Gemma Styles are very real people and are only being used for fictional purposes!

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Dear Parents, 

 This coming up Wednesday will be the lower school’s day for Field Day! We plan on having a lot of activities for your kids to do and a day full of FUN! Most of our time will be spent outside so I’ve written up a list of things your child should bring or have done at home before they come to school.

What to Wear:

School T-shirt

Tennis Shoes or Athletic Sandals (No Flip Flops please!)

Hat (Optional but it will be hot outside!)

Sunscreen

*boys may wear swim trunks for their bottoms* 

What to Bring:

Towel

Full change of clothes(Don’t forget socks and undies)

Lunch

A plastic bag for dirty/wet clothes

We will eat lunch in the classroom and change into dry clothes after our water activities. 

We’re going to have some SWEET fun!

-Ms.Honey

- - - - - - - - -

Harry immediately texted you after Gemma showed him the Field Day note, demanding that he be put down as a volunteer.

You laughed at the text, images of an overly excited Harry bouncing throughout your head when you read it. You assured him that he would be first on the list as her class helper. Ten minutes later Harry’s face lit up your phone screen as he called you. An amused smile curved your lips as you answered, “Hello?”

“I’m annoyed.” he instantly huffed.

Your immediate reaction was to laugh but you held it together, “Why are you annoyed?”

“Gemma wants to volunteer too.” he grumbled.

The pout was evident in his tone and you couldn’t help but giggle. “You’re annoyed that Gemma wants to volunteer for her son’s class?” you asked.

“Well…no. It’s not just Gemma.” he sighed, rubbing his chin.

“Who else?” you inquired.

“Brad and Lloyd too. They are all magically free this Wednesday.”

“Well that’s lovely! The more help the better!” you cheerfully replied.

His response could only be described as a five year old throwing a tantrum. “But I don’t wanna share!”

You laughed, much to his dismay. It caused him to pout even more and sigh. “That's just more people you have to give your attention to, that isn’t me. And I don’t want my sister and friends to interfere with that.”

It was adorable honestly that he wanted all of your attention. And you knew it was killing him that he had to wait till the end of the school year to officially get all of it. If you had it your way, you’d throw all caution to the wind and give it to him. It was hard to resist those big green eyes that held so much warmth and care.

“Harry, have I ever told you how adorable you are?” you asked, feeling an insane amount of endearment for him.

Harry’s mood drastically shifted from annoyed to shy, “Well… no…” he answered with a soft giggle. His cheeks were the brightest red from blushing, unable to stop himself from smiling.

“Well, you are. I adore that you want all of my attention and I want you to know that if I could then I would give it all to you without a second thought. In only a few short months you’ll have my full undivided attention. So much of it that you’ll get sick of it. I’m so excited to meet you other friends. I know the class will have a blast with all of you. And don’t worry, you’ll still be first on my list.” you couldn’t help but tease him a little bit. He was fun to tease and it was only fair since he enjoyed teasing you too.

“Good” he softly said with a big smile.

“Do you feel better now?” The softness of your voice helped further soothe him. Harry knew he could be a bit…much to handle sometimes. His Mom always encouraged him to express himself and sometimes he had some big feelings to express that some people can’t handle.

He nodded even though you couldn’t see him, “Yeah, I’m sorry.”

“For what?” you asked, confused as to why he was apologizing.

“Oh, um…for getting jealous like that. It’s not really my place to get that way.” he explained, swallowing nervously.

Smiling sweetly at him, you couldn’t help but shake your head, “It’s okay Harry. Seriously. I’ll see you on Wednesday okay?” you reassuringly said.

“Of course. Have a good night Honey.”

“You too Harry.”

- - - - - - - -

When the day came, the school was buzzing with activity. There was a giant blow up water slide in the field, obstacle course games were being set up, teachers and staff were moving about to make sure everything was getting ready.

Volunteers began to show up as kids were being dropped off, going to their kid’s classroom to get the day's instructions from the teacher. Harry, along with Gemma, and his brothers all walked in with Arlo who was excited to show off his cool drawings and play games all day with his friends. 

“Welcome in you guys!” You greeted, walking up to the group. Harry smiled at you and pulled you in for a hug and a sneaky kiss to your cheek.

“Good morning.” he whispered, about melting into you when you hugged him back.

“Good morning Mr.Honey.” you whispered back. You hadn’t mentioned the name to Harry since he had lunch with you but judging by the giggle he gave in response and the blush on his cheeks, he loved the way it sounded on your lips.

“Harry, are you gonna introduce us?” Brad asked, one hand resting on his hip in a sassy stance and holding a starbucks cup.

Rolling his eyes, Harry turned so you were tucked into his side, his arm resting around your shoulder. “Honey, this is Brad.” he motioned to the tall, built man that had just spoken. “And this is Lloyd.” gesturing to the equally as tall man next to him.

“It’s so nice to finally meet you two! I’ve heard great things about you both.” Giving them a small wave and a smile.

Brad smiled at Harry, then back to you, “Oh, we’ve heard great things about you too.” He said, earning an elbow to the ribs from Lloyd, “OW!” he yelped, glaring over at his best friend.

Lloyd rolled his eyes, shaking his head and gave you a warm smile as well, “Sorry about him. We usually leave him in the car.”

Brad gave him a faux dumbfounded look, making you laugh. “No worries. You guys are actually my only volunteers today. There’s only seven kids in here so don’t worry I’m not going to overwhelm you.”

They all nodded, seemingly happy with the idea of having the class to themselves for the day.

“They’re letting two classes at a time outside so it’s not as overwhelming. I’ll need you all to help make sure everyone’s on their best behavior, having fun, and keep the stations functionable for the next group that will come after us.” they all nodded once more and mumbled their agreement of understanding.

While your class waited to go outside, you turned off the lights and put on a disney movie for the kids to watch. Looking around the room, you noticed to much of your amusement you saw Harry, Gemma, Brad, and Lloyd just as entranced by the movie as the kids were. Pulling your phone out of your purse you sneakily took a photo to send to Harry later. They looked like they fit right in with your kids and you knew today was going to be fun.

By time the movie was over it was time to line up and go outside. The kids were bouncing in their assigned line spots, chattering about what they were gonna do first when they got outside. The moment you pushed open the door that led to the field they all took off running, eager to join the other class outside.

You watched in pure amusement as Gemma, Brad, and Lloyd also took off to have fun as well. Harry hung back with you though, hanging out in the shade. “You gonna join the fun?” you asked, looking over at him.

He shrugged, looking over to you, “I will in a minute. I want to watch my friends get jumped by a bunch of five year olds.” he smirked.

You laughed, shaking your head, “That’s evil.”

“I like to call it karma for our younger years.” bumping his shoulder with your own, he made his way over to a bucket of water balloons, handing them out to kids.

You stood there and admired him, watching how he effortlessly charmed the kids he interacted with. Even the shyest of kids seemed drawn to him. You understood why though. Harry just had this safe feeling about him.

Making your way across the field to the water slide, you helped students off of it, cheering them on when they would slide down. Looking to your left, you noticed a nervous Gemma standing at the end of the slide, looking up. Following her line of vision, you saw Arlo climbing up the slide. “You okay there?” you asked her.

Not looking away from her son, she nodded. “He hates heights. He’s never liked being up high. He wouldn’t stop whining about going down the slide though.” her voice wavered some as she ranted.

“He’ll be okay Gemma.” you tried to assure her.

Arlo reached the top of the slide, crawling on his knees to the edge he would slide down then froze. The height of the slide had been horribly miscalculated in his head. The drop was a lot longer than it had looked from the ground.

You watched as he froze and began to back away from the edge till his back was pressed against the nylon material. “Uh, oh…” you muttered.

“Arlo!” Gemma nervously called up to him. “You’ve gotta come down Bub!” she forced a smile to try and hide how terrified she was. There was only one way down from this slide and she didn’t know what she was going to do if Arlo didn’t eventually come down.

Arlo shook his head, curling in on himself some as his classmates shook the slide going down it, scaring him further.

Noticing the situation escalating, you moved around the slide, stopping more students from climbing up and redirecting them to other activities, “When our friend comes down I’ll let you guys slide some more.” you said guiding them away.

Harry had noticed the redirection from across the field and jogged over to Gemma, “Hey, what’s going on?” he asked.

“Arlo’s at the top of the slide and won’t come down.” Gemma rushed to say, her chest heaving some in slight panic.

Placing a calming hand on Gemma’s shoulder, he squeezed it, “I’ll go up and get him.” he said, making his way around to you. “I’m here to retrieve the child.” he said, saluting you.

Shaking your head, you stepped aside, “Good luck!” you called to him as he ascended up the ladder.

When Harry got to the top of the slide, he smiled at Arlo who was tucked into a corner, “Hey Bub. You okay?” he asked, scooting over to him.

Arlo shook his head, refusing to meet Harry’s eyes.

“Hey, look at me.” he gently instructed. 

It took him a few minutes but Arlo eventually looked up to Harry, his brown eyes big with fear.

“I’m not going to let anything bad happen to you. I know it’s scary but we have to go down the slide. Do you want to sit on my lap and we can both slide down together?” Harry asked.

He could see the figurative gears turning in Arlo’s head before getting a tentative nod, slowly uncurling his body from the corner he’d tucked himself in. Crawling into Harry’s open arms who sighed in relief.

Harry sat there for a moment and held Arlo before moving to sit on the edge of the slide. He situated Arlo on his lap and looked down the slide. Brad and Lloyd now stood next to a panicking Gemma who was looking up at him.

“You can do this Arlo!” he heard you cheer up at them, making him smile.

“See Bub, they’re all cheering for you and waiting for us. Are you ready?” he asked one more time in a soft voice.

His fearful gaze looked down the slide but hesitantly nodded ‘yes’ to his Uncle.

Harry didn’t hesitate and pushed off the edge, playfully ‘woooing’ all the way down till they crashed into the water pool at the bottom of the slide.

You clapped and cheered along with Brad and Lloyd, praising Arlo for his bravery as you offered both of them a helping hand off the slide.

Gemma sighed in relief, taking Arlo into a big hug when he was within arms reach, not caring if she got wet, “I’m so proud of you Bub.” she whispered to her son. Kissing the side of his temple, she sat him back down and watched as he ran off to do something else, not even phased by what had just happened.

Brad and Lloyd went back to their activities they were monitoring, Harry made his way back over to the water balloon bucket, and you opened the slide back up for the kids.

Gemma stood there though trying to shake off the adrenaline rush she was feeling due to the panic she was in. “Gemma.” she heard you call, getting her to look at you. 

“You can go sit down if you need a moment.” you offered with a soft smile.

Nodding her head, she took a deep breath, “I think I will. Thanks.” she said, giving you a weak smile in return before crossing the field to the benches that sat under the trees.

Turning back to the slide, you continued to help kids off of it, until you were hit in the back with a water balloon. You screamed at the sudden cold water on your hot skin and soaking your clothes. Whipping your head around, you saw Harry standing a few yards behind you, wiggling his eyebrows playfully. 

“You’re gonna pay for that Styles!” you yelled at him, walking towards the bucket of balloons and grabbing a few yourself.

The students were laughing and cheering watching you both pursue each other in a balloon fight. Throwing your first shot, he dodged it, the balloon hitting the ground with a splash.

Harry was quick to retaliate, and while you were talented at many things, your reflexes weren’t what you wished they could be. The balloon struck you in the stomach, making you groan in frustration and grow even more determined to get a good hit on him.

Harry lifted his arms doing a victorious cheer for his shot and that’s when you chose to strike. Throwing the balloon when he wasn’t prepared to dodge it, nailing him right in the side. He gasped and looked at you with a dramatic sad face. “You’ve betrayed me!” he yelled, carelessly throwing the rest of his balloons your way.

You laughed loudly, taking the blows of the ones that hit you and then ran towards him throwing the other balloons you also held.

Picking you up around your waist, Harry and you cackled with laughter as he spun you around. Losing his footing, you both fell to the ground, still in a heap of laughter.

Harry looked down at you as he now hovered on top of you. You both smiled at each other as the laughter settled between you both. You saw Harry glance from your eyes to your lips, making you panic slightly. He must have missed the slightly panicked look on your face because he started to lean in.

Desperate to avoid him kissing you in front of your students, you took the last remaining water balloon you held in your hand and smashed it on top of his head.

Harry looked down at you, shocked and speechless. The students around y’all laughed loudly and Harry couldn’t help but smirk at you, shaking his head and standing to his feet. He offered you his hand to help you up which you gladly accepted with a smirk of your own.

Pulling you in close, he whispered in your ear, “You’ll pay for that later.”

You couldn’t help but giggle as you replied, “Don’t threaten me with a good time Harry.” giving him a flirty wink before walking away.

Gemma walked up to Harry and slapped him in the shoulder, “You’re what the kids call, down bad.” before walking over to help with the relay race some of the kids were running in.

Harry looked over to you, back at your spot by the slide, “Yeah I am.” he mumbled to himself.

- - - - - - - -

After their time outside was up, Harry and his friends helped you walk kids to the restrooms to change into their dry clothes.

Putting on another movie for them to finish the day off with you even made some popcorn to pass out as a treat while they ate their lunches.

One by one the adults changed their clothes as well if needed, and you were thankful to get out of your own wet clothes and into some dry ones. When you got back to the classroom, you were pleased to see the kids and adults once again engrossed in the film you’d chosen. Who doesn’t like Finding Nemo?

As dismissal time approached, you started encouraging your kids to gather their things and clean up their desk area, that way they can leave faster when their name was called for pick up. Gemma took that as his opportunity to leave, along with Brad and Lloyd.

“Thank you for letting us help out today. It was so much fun!” Lloyd gushed, pulling you into a soft hug.

“Aww of course! You’re all welcomed to help anytime we have an event.” you encouraged, giving Brad and Gemma a farewell hug as well. “See you tomorrow Arlo!” you called as he left with his Mother. Turning back to your desk, Harry now sat behind it with a smirk on his face.

“Comfy?” you asked with an amused tone.

Nodding, he leaned back in the chair, “You should join me.” he offered with a wink.

Shaking your head with a soft laugh, you continued to dismiss the last of your kids, closing the door when the last one left so you and Harry could have some privacy.

Walking back over to your desk, Harry’s eyes were glued to you, following your every move and scanning your body up and down. While the attention flattered you, it did make you a little nervous to be under his gaze like that. A good kind of nervous though you decided. 

Now that the lights were on in the classroom, you could see how red Harry’s face was. You scrunch your face sympathetically, “Did you wear any sunscreen?” you asked, giving him a weird feeling of deja vu.

Shaking his head ‘no’, you opened your desk drawer and pulled out a small tube of aloe. “How did I know I would need this today?” you teased, popping open the cap and squeezing some into the palm of your hand. Closing the bottle and setting it back down on your desk, you returned to him, meeting his eyes that were now looking up at you expectantly.

“Stand up for me.” you instructed, biting your lip to not laugh at how fast he did what you’d asked.

“This is gonna be cold.” you warned, scooping some of the aloe up with your fingers, and softly rubbed it on his cheeks. He jumped slightly at the coolness then relaxed under your touch. His skin was hot to the touch and you knew he must have been feeling some sort of relief from the cool gel. You slowly continued to spread the aloe over his face, and he admired the concentration painted across your own.

Getting flashbacks to the Zoo when you’d rubbed sunscreen on his face, he decided he could get used to you dotting over him like this.

Glancing up to meet his gaze, you smiled, looking away quickly as you continued your task, “You’re staring.” you softly commented.

“Can you blame me?” he asked, grasping you softly by the waist and pulling you closer.

You weren’t sure how it was possible for one person to leave you feeling breathless all the time but Harry was damn good at it.

Looking back up at him, you both gazed into each other’s eyes for a solid two minutes, his eyes glancing to your lips for the second time that day and back to your eyes. This time, you didn’t feel nervous, you wanted him to make the move.

Sensing your lack of hesitation, he couldn’t help but ask, “Are you going to stop me this time if I try to kiss you?”

“No.” you breathed out, shaking your head.

“Good.” he said leaning in, you met him halfway, his pillowy soft lips pressed against your own.

They always talk about sparks but you felt like a whole firework show was erupting between you two. Pressing your lips more firmly against his own, he pulled your body flush against his, as he just as enthusiastically returned the kiss. Clearly the fireworks were a mutual feeling.

As you both slowly pulled your lips apart from one another, he leaned his forehead against your own, a goofy smile plastered across his face, “I’ve wanted to do that for months now.” he admitted.

You laughed, gently brushing his hair off his face, “That was perfect. You’re perfect.”

“So are you.” he said back.

Giving him another soft peck on his lips, you bumped your nose against his own, “Walk me to my car? They’re going to be closing up the school soon.”

He accepted your offer, helping you gather your things along with his own to carry out.

Turning off the light to your classroom, you held the door open for him then closed it once more, gesturing with your head for him to follow you.

Unlocking your car, you opened the back seat and sat your bags down, taking the rest that he held and putting them in the car too before shutting the door. Turning to him, you smiled, “Thank you for helping today. You made it a lot of fun.”

“Not that hard when you’re fun to be around.” he said in return, opening your door for you to get in the driver's seat. “Let me know when you make it home safe.” he said, leaning in the door once you were settled in the seat and putting on your seat belt.

“Of course.” you said, smiling up at him.

Leaning in he couldn’t resist giving you one more kiss, and who could refuse such a gesture?

“Drive safe Honey.” he said, gently against your lips.

“You too.” you said back, pecking his lips one last time yourself.

Smiling as he pulled away, he closed your door for you and tapped the top of your car before walking to his own, going your separate ways till you meet again.

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[tree0frog]

Hi, I just recently came across your blog and I really liked the way you write.

Can I make a request about the twelfth doctor and Clara?

Where Reader is in Clara's class at Coal Hill School, and she always enthusiastically talked about her main hobby - space. Since childhood, she could look at the starry sky for hours, and also talk about it for hours. She reviewed all science fiction films and TV series on space topics, reread all the works of famous astronomers and astrophysicists. Can name all astronauts and cosmonauts in chronological order.

In short, she is the number one fan of everything cosmic, and everything seems to be fine, except for the constant endless bullying from classmates and passive-aggressive reproaches from parents on the topic that "how stupid it is at her age to get carried away with such nonsense." And one day, hiding in a remote alley in the backyard of the school, Reader accidentally sees her teacher Miss Oswald first talking to a strange old man, and after that how both of them go into a strange blue booth.

Hi sorry this took so long iv been busy with work and college and trying to finish the other 100 things I wanted to write lol hope you like it .

i will do a part two if its asked

strange man

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platonic Clara x teen reader

To most, you were weird quite a freak even.

But to Clara you and your mind were amazing. You found comfort in her from the start bonding over your love for all things space and sifi.

The doctor started questioning his companion when she took little gifts from their travels.

"what's a {Y/N}?" he asked looking up from his book.

" A kid in my class gets bullied and I thought this would hear them up doctor, their mind gosh it is just incredible you'd love them" she laughed tucking a piece of hair behind her ear.

so life continued for some time Clara would bring you small gifts from her travels and would tell you about them.

" so the man in the box whats he like?" you asked taking a drink from your bottle and you found yourself eating lunch in the safety of your teacher's classroom like most days.

"Well, he can be very grumpy most of the time VERY Scottish old the doctors are very smart as well"You smiled as you went on listening to your teacher ramble about this old man who could travel in time and space.

The other kids would tease and pick on you for believing in things like that however to you well it was different just the idea that life could exist beyond earth was so amazing to you and to find someone who shared your interest even if she made up still story to make you feel better its worth it.

The bell rang singling that it was the end of another day at the hell you called a school,walking past the back gates you noticed a blue box that wasn't there before outside side it was a man and you.

Teacher?

you froze in your seat as you watched the pair enter the blue box your eyes met the strange man's gaze as he smiled at you before you watched him shut the doors and the blue box faded into nothing.

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Asking Something of You

A/N: I wrote this like last week and in light of anything dropping tonight, I decided to post this. Not even sure I've processed anything that's happened in the manga recently, but I hope you enjoy! To make note, I don't blatantly drop big things in this (just light threads) but the last bit is post being boxed.

Pairing: Satoru Gojo x Reader

Summary: Four times Gojo asks something of you and the one time you ask something of him.

CW: Nothing in particular because I didn't want to make this one sad tbh.

I.

Your phone rang as you walked through a store with Shoko. It was the first real break either of you had in a while. “Are you busy?” asked the voice over the phone.

“Very busy,” you answered as you shifted a shopping bag to your other arm. Shoko looked at you and you smiled at her. As if she could telepathically understand who you were speaking to, she shook her head. Gojo hadn’t been around for some days, but you also didn’t want to abandon Shoko. 

“Whyyy?” he whined. “It’s an emergency!” 

“Call emergency services,” you said. 

“But you’re the only person who can solve it,” he argued. 

“What is it that you even need?” you asked him. You looked at the dresses that Shoko was pulling out and comparing. With every option, you would nod or shake your head.

“Wanna see you is all,” he said. Endearing, even if annoying. 

“You can see me when I’m done with Ieiri today,” you said. “Until then, you can hang tight, right?” 

“Not sure I’ll survive long enough,” he said. 

“I promise I’ll give you all my time when I get back, okay?” you said. 

“Fine,” he said. “But I get to pick what we do, okay?” 

“It’s gonna be one of those cheesy movies, isn’t it?” you asked. You could already envision his smile at your question.

“100 percent,” he answered before hanging up.

II.

“(Y/N),” said Gojo over the phone. You stared at the clock in confusion. It was early in the morning.

“Hm? What do you need so early in the morning?” you mumbled. Your mind was half-awake as the other half fought to remain asleep. 

“I need you to help me out,” he said. “I need to get Megumi and Tsumiki to school, but I also have to do a mission…” You recognized the names as the two kids that he’d adopted recently. You hadn’t met them just yet since they’d been adjusting to Gojo and you hadn’t wanted to overwhelm them too much with too many new people. 

“Do you think it’s fine if I meet them?” you asked. You’d sat up on your bed and begun to move to get ready.

“I’d love it if you did,” he answered. “And I’d appreciate your help…you’re the only person I can trust.” He sounded tired. 

“Okay,” you said as you pulled clothes out of your closet. “Send me the address and head over there after I get ready.” 

“Thank you, I owe you,” he said. 

“Don’t sweat it,” you said. “I’m happy to help.” 

III.

"What is it?" you asked him. Your cup of coffee had gone cold ages ago. You'd barely taken a sip from it when Gojo waltzed into your classroom and just sat down without saying a word.

It was odd to see him so serious but the small frown on his face indicated that something was wrong. "There's a mole in our midst," he answered. Your eyebrows furrowed. Mole? 

"Huh?" you said. 

"Everything that's happened was too precise…like someone within our ranks has been leaking it," he said. You couldn't deny that. 

"Any ideas?" you asked. You had no names. All of the students that you and Gojo shared were trustworthy. None of them seemed to be acting strange nor had you gotten suspicious or anything. 

"Not yet. I'm gonna tell Utahime to be more cautious, though. What happened can't happen again. We got caught off guard. What if it'd been worse?" he asked. You didn't want to think about it. Yuji'd nearly been killed and the injuries that some of them had sustained weren't great. 

Things were turning upside down so quickly. "I'll keep an eye out," you said. "I'm guessing that wasn't all you wanted to say?" 

"I'm gonna head out and investigate some stuff. You willing to keep the fort down while I'm gone?" he said. 

"Absolutely," you answered. You'd probably have to move around the upperclassmen to later in the day to fit in the underclassmen. Manageable. A bit annoying but manageable. 

He got up and stretched before beginning to walk out. "Thanks, always know I can count on you," he said. "Oh, by the way, my phone will always be on in case you need anything." 

"Take care of yourself!" you said as he waved goodbye. 

IV.

“Satoru, you better take care of yourself,” you said angrily as you looked your husband in the eyes. Even leaning down, he was still so tall. 

“You gonna miss me?” he teased. 

“So much,” you answered. “That’s why you better take care of yourself, okay?” The two of you were splitting up to cover more ground. The sudden situation had taken a turn that none of you were expecting. But importantly, you had to find the students. 

“Promise to call me if anything happens,” he said. 

“I should be saying that to you!” you said. 

“One more thing, if something were to happen to me, don’t act rashly,” said Gojo. 

“You say that as if you know something, Satoru,” you said softly. You didn’t like to think of a possibility where he would get hurt. 

“I don’t. But I also don’t want you getting hurt. If something were to happen to you…” You smiled at him.

“Nothing will. Just as you’ll be okay. We’ll meet back up once this is over and it’ll all be okay,” you reassured him. You turned to start heading off to find the others. 

“Just promise me that you’ll take care of yourself,” he called out. You turned around and raised your thumbs up.

“I promise it,” you said. He smiled and disappeared. 

V.

“Satoru,” you said. You didn’t know if you wanted to cry or smile at seeing him again. Your husband in the flesh in front of you again. His arms around you were real. His warmth was real. The tears that you’d pushed down while he’d been trapped away surfaced up.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I shouldn’t be the reason you ever cry.” 

“I’m just happy, Satoru,” you said. “I’m so happy that you’re right here…” 

“You’re okay? You weren’t hurt too badly or anything?” he said as he pulled away. His eyes scanned your body quickly as if trying to find any injury. 

“I’m fine now,” you said. “But Satoru, are you going to fight?” He nodded. There couldn’t be more time for the two of you right now.

“Promise me that you’ll come back, yeah?” you said. 

“I will,” he said. 

“I know,” you said. “So, go win.” He kissed your forehead before leaving you to go fight. 

He’d win. He’d promised that he would. 

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