#i’m sorry i’m laughing way too much at this but it’s honestly hilarious

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

I’m so sorry for this guys but

AITA for telling someone their horse was masturbating?

Basically does what it says on the tin. For those of you who don’t know horses can masturbate. It’s most common in male horses under the age of three who have not had their testicles removed and who are confined to a stall or small pen and get really bored. They typically grow out of the behaviour once they’re older or given more freedom. Some owners try to train them to stop it from happening but most just ignore it because it’s better than other boredom behaviours like cribbing and wind-sucking (both are SFW to Google btw).

Anyway, I’m a groom and stable hand, mid-twenties now but been working at my job since I was fifteen (part-time then, now full-time). The stable I work at boards horses and gives lessons but also offers training for young horses, so we get a lot of OTTB here – that is “off-the-track Thoroughbreds”, so ex-racing horses that people typically buy cheap and then retrain to be show jumpers or dressage horses or whatever. One such horse is Bert, who is the horse in question in this situation.

Bert has excellent bloodlines but he sucked as a racing horse so he was sold OTT. The man who bought him, I’ll just call him John, knows nothing about horses – he’s a total beginner in every way, has never ridden and pays other people (including me) to take care of Bert, but claims to be an expert in everything equine because Bert cost him so much money (I don’t know the actual amount but he’s in the section of the stable where the $20,000 Warmbloods are boarded so I’m assuming around that amount which is a lot yes but also not the most expensive horse we’ve had here).

Anyway the actual story – I’m at work cleaning out stalls when John walks past, he completely ignores me as he always does so I do the same and get back to work. A few minutes later he goes sprinting back in the opposite direction which I thought was weird but whatever, I kept mucking, until I heard him shouting for help. I went out into the aisle and he’s there shouting at another groom and demanding to know the emergency vets number (it was a weekday morning btw, so he didn’t need the emergency vet, he just needed the regular vet but that’s meaningless anyway). I went over to see what was happening and he tells me his horse (Bert) is ‘acting weird’ and needs a vet immediately, so I offer to go see Bert for myself and then call the vet if necessary.

So basically yeah Bert was masturbating. Had an erection, was rocking about rubbing it on his tummy, and did NOT want anyone going in his stall or touching him. John points at Bert and says something like “see, he’s sick!” and then tells me Bert tried to attack him when he entered the stall and I just, I dunno, I cough and say that Bert is fine and just wants some privacy right now, figuring that the obvious erection might be a giveaway as to what’s happening? But John turned to me and blurts out word for word “are you an actual retard” and then starts cursing at me and telling me I know nothing and Bert needs a vet etc and so on. I kind of blanked on everything else he said after he called me a retard to be honest because WTF? I don’t really know what went on in my brain in the next few seconds but I ended up shouting – yes, shouting, extremely loudly, it fucking echoed in the stable – “he doesn’t need a vet because HE’S JUST MASTURBATING” in John’s face and then walking back to the stall I’d been mucking.

As I got back to the stall I heard laughter from a couple of aisles over. Apparently my co-workers and some riders who were there had all heard me shout and found it hilarious, and that made me laugh too because it was so freaking ridiculous. I honestly kind of forgot the entire encounter afterwards because we had a horse who actually needed a vet a little while later and yeah, John and Bert just slipped my mind.

I didn’t remember until that afternoon when my boss came to see me and said he’d had a complaint from John who wanted me fired. I did not get fired but I did get ‘warned’ (just a formality, my boss didn’t actually punish me but wanted me to act like I had been if John questioned me later, which he never did). John complained that I’d treated him like an idiot, spoken down to him, and “acted above my position” (those were the exact words he used) causing people to laugh at him. I explained the entire situation to my boss, who also laughed, and that was that, nothing else ever came of it aside from my co-workers telling the story of me shouting HE’S MASTURBATING so loudly it scared a pony into jumping so suddenly that it farted to everyone they possibly could.

Since then John has ignored me even more than before which I honestly consider a blessing, and I would leave this situation thinking I’m NTA except that one of my co-workers brought their boyfriend to the stable recently and when they introduced us the boyfriend said something like ‘oh right, you’re the asshole who talks down to people who don’t know everything about horses’ and yeah. My co-worker was blindsided by that as well and we basically both said you don’t have to know everything about horses to know what an erection means, but since then I’ve been wondering if I am TA in this situation? Like, clearly there were better ways to tell John what his horse was doing, but he called me a retard and also I get paid to take care of horses not to teach the birds and the bees to fifty year olds so I don’t know. I’ll let Tumblr decide.

So, AITA for telling John his horse was masturbating?

Additional info: I'm on a rota with other stable hands so I sometimes groom Bert, muck his stall, attend to his vet/farrier appointments, give him worming paste, etc and so on. I am not his trainer and have no input into when he gets to leave his stall. I've mentioned to my boss a couple of times that he boredom stims and should be in a paddock with other young horses, but John refuses to agree to that for reasons I don't know. My boss has since spoken to Bert's trainer who is now trying to convince John to let Bert have more time outdoors.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole #slur cw

[lizard-on-a-window-pane]

The Perfect Hat-Trick

pairing: James Potter x reader

summary: James is watching a football match with you and has some good ideas for how to spend the half-time break. Smut ensues. 

tags / warnings: NSFW (minors do not interact), established relationship, smut, fem!reader, fingering, eating out, p in v, pretty much no plot, sports talk

notes: finally had time to write! inspired by recent world cup fever...

word count: 2.3k

You lay on the sofa in yours and James’s flat, your legs draped over his, the telly on. 

“That’s a foul? He hardly even touched him.” “Yeah, well, it wasn’t a clean tackle. I know the other guy’s selling it, but it did make him fall down.” “Pfft. We don’t have this problem. You dive, you plummet 50 meters to the ground,” he laughed. 

You rolled your eyes at him but laughed a little. It was nice of him to be watching with you in the first place. James loved sports, but he never really could get into your muggle ones. Too low stakes, he reckoned. 

But, it was the World Cup, and he knew how excited you were, the tournament only coming around every four years. That part he could understand, having had his fair share of World Cup fever growing up, just for a much better sport, he never failed to remind you. You loved quidditch, too, of course, had even shared the pitch with him back at Hogwarts, but that had never made you stop loving what you’d love since before even finding out you were a witch. 

James would watch the occasional match with you, a bit begrudgingly, but he loved making you happy. And if he was being honest, he found it adorable how excited or angry you’d get when the match did or didn’t go your way. 

He was rewarded with just one of those precious moments when your team, your favorite player no less, scored a goal. It was just before half-time and his second goal of the match. You yelped and cheered, springing up from the sofa. When you came to sit back down, a love-stricken grinning James looking up at you, you opted to keep your excitement up by straddling and hugging him, still bouncing up and down a bit in celebration. 

You beamed down at his close face, energetically saying, “That’s his second! And it was a header! Maybe he’ll get a perfect hat-trick!” “A what?” “A perfect hat-trick.” He continued to stare blankly at you, a jokingly annoyed look. 

“Do you know what a hat-trick is?” you continued.

“I dunno… spinning it around before putting it on your head?” 

“Hilarious.” 

“Oh, I’m so sorry my humour isn’t up to scratch,” he laughed. His hands came around your hips, pulling you closer on his lap. “So are you gonna tell me what it is or not, sweet thing? Because, honestly, I’m fine either way.” His laugh was contagious, and you were smiling down at him, your arms around his neck as you answered, “You’re so annoying… A hat-trick is when a player scores three goals in one match. A perfect hat-trick,” you went on, “is when a player scores one with their left foot,” you kissed his left cheek, “one with their right,” kissed his right, “and one with their head,” kissed his forehead. 

“Mmm, I see. Thanks for explaining it to me, sweetheart.” He bumped his nose against yours then gave it a quick peck. 

“You’re welcome,” you responded giggling a bit. 

You heard the whistle announcing the end of the first half from the telly behind you. 

“You know,” he whispered. “I’ve always liked a challenge.” “Oh yeah?” “Mhmm. I think,” he pecked your lips, “I can score three times before the start of the second half,” he kissed you again, lingering this time. “And…” he whispered, “I reckon I can make it a perfect hat-trick.”  

His smile was equal parts devious and suggestive. Your grin remained — he always kept you amused — but your brows furrowed, not quite following. 

“One with my fingers,” he kissed your cheek, “one with my tongue,” kissed your other cheek, “one with my cock,” kissed your forehead. He laughed, clearly amused with himself, but it was soon stifled as he kissed along your jaw, making his way to your neck, his open mouthed kissed and nibbles drawing a moan out of you. 

You ground down on his lap, pleasure shooting up from your core at the friction. You moaned even louder, and you could feel the vibrations of James’s laugh in the crook of your neck. His hands moved from your hips to knead your arse then came under your shirt, giving you a loving squeeze before pulling it up and over your head. You quickly took his glasses off, placing them on top of your now discarded shirt.

He pulled back from your body to stare at your bra-clad tits, groaning appreciatively, his enthusiasm boyish but utterly endearing. His hands went to unclasp your bra, but before even getting it off, his face was already between your tits, kissing the soft flesh between them, nuzzling and nibbling you. You laughed at how unfailingly he loved your chest, even after so long together, and brought your hand up to scratch his scalp and tug his dark hair. 

“This is my favorite place on Earth,” he said into your chest, squeezing it playfully  with his big hands before moving to suck on your nipple. 

His face and mouth still loving on your boobs, he raked his hands down your body, one grabbing your arse again, the other cupping between your legs. His palm pressed perfectly on your pussy as he licked from your chest, up your sternum and neck, and into your mouth. You welcomed his tongue with yours and helped him pull your trousers off, shifting awkwardly on his lap without ever breaking apart. Even though you were making out, you were both giggling giddily.

Pulling your panties to the side, rubbing your increasingly wet folds, James laughed out, “You see? I’m already past the defenders.” “For fuck’s sake, Potter, you already got in my pants; you don’t need to keep up the football jokes.” “What can I say? I’m funny and effortlessly charming all the time, not just when I’m trying to get in your pants, love.” You rolled your eyes, smacked his shoulder, but dove back down to keep kissing him as he finally plunged his long fingers into your weeping cunt. 

“Fuck, Jamie, feels so good,” you praised, as he curved his fingers just right, setting a teasing but pleasing pace. You followed it with your hips, increasing the warm tingling sensations taking over your whole lower body. 

“That’s it, love,” he whispered, still playful but his voice lower, hoarse and hot as hell. 

He picked up the pace, brought his other hand to your clit, and moved to suck the sensitive spot behind your ear. You could feel your climax approaching, grinding faster and harder to let him know, to chase the feeling you so craved. He followed your lead, thrusting as deep as he could reach, rubbing tighter circles, still precise in his motions, and soon enough, you let out a prolonged, “aaah,” as you came, clutching his shoulder with one hand, his hair with the other. Your sounds turned into giggles as his hands continued, slower now, gentle, as you rode out the pleasant aftershocks. “That’s one.” He looked quite proud of himself. 

“Three’s much more than one; give me that smirk after three,” you shot back. 

“Gladly.” He wrapped his arms around you, and in one quick motion moved you from his lap to the couch. He shifted to hover above you, looking down with such love in his eyes you couldn’t help but interrupt the playfulness and the seductiveness with a gentle caress of his cheek. He leaned into it, turning his head to kiss your palm, his eyes never leaving yours. 

“You’re so unreasonably beautiful, you know that?”

“So are you,” you responded, voice sweet as honey. 

He smiled like it was the kindest compliment he had ever received and leaned down to kiss you fervently. One hand roaming your body roughly, one hand holding your face gently, James kissed you with all the love bodies could express. 

Slowly, teasingly, he moved away from your mouth, kissing your face and neck, moving back to your mouth a moment before kissing back down a bit further. He repeated this a few times, moving lower each time, until he continued down your body, unsurprisingly but so gratifyingly taking his time at your tits. Then, lower, lower, until he was licking up your bikini line. He nuzzled your cunt, but didn’t do more as he moved his face across it to do the same on the other side. 

You were aching by now, thrusting your hips up into his face unthinkingly. You thought he’d make a joke about how needy you were, but when you were met with a groan instead, you snuck a glance down at him and met a hungry stare, his hair an even worse mess than usual, his eyes lidded, his lips swollen and wet. He was completely engrossed in you, his desire overwhelming even his perpetually playful attitude. 

Without any more ado, he pushed his face into your cunt and ate you out like a starving man. His mouth worked expertly, his tongue moving in and out of you before licking up to your clit then moving down again to lap at your entrance and then to suck on your folds. He had a sixth sense for knowing when to build a repetitive rhythm and when to switch it up.

“James,” you hissed, your second orgasm building faster than the last, faster even than it usually did when he ate you out. “Please don’t stop, please don’t stop.” The vibrations from his half-moaned, “uh-uh,” shot through you like a jolt as you screamed in pleasure. He shook his head from side to side quickly to intensify your orgasm, and when you finished and he pulled back, his entire face was covered in you. 

You returned his adoring smile before dropping your head back onto the cushion, elated but spent. “You’re so fucking good at that,” you said.

“You’re so fucking delicious,” he responded, kissing all over your cunt and thighs before coming back up to your face. His body covered yours, his prominent bulge pressing into you. “I think you’re wearing far too many clothes,” you scolded, and he quickly pulled his shirt over his head and his trousers down his legs, struggling to kick them off entirely as you giggled from below him. “Much better,” you told him as you wrapped your arms and legs around him and reveled in the feeling of his body on your body, his skin on your skin. 

You continued making out like this, holding and kissing each other, till you pulled back, gesturing at the telly with a nod of your head, teasing, “you’re running out of time for that hat-trick, Potter.” “I’m not worried,” he smirked back at you as he thrust his hips into yours. You were so sensitive from everything that had happened already that just that friction felt incredible. He brought a hand down to guide himself into you, and your groans matched each other’s as he took his time bottoming out. 

“Fuck,” he whispered, his face incredibly close to yours, his cock now buried deep inside you. He kissed you once before moving his face to the crook of your neck, focusing on his hips as he began thrusting in and out of you. He started slow, savoring the sensation, dragging out achingly before pounding back in roughly. Gradually going faster, his grip on your thigh tightened and he bit down on your shoulder on a particularly hard thrust, the pleasure clearly becoming too much for him as well. You held him close and met his thrusts, and moments later, all teasing was forgotten as all that was left was skin was slapping against skin, passion being expressed physically as he pounded into you. 

His groans grew louder as his climax approached, but he slowed down slightly, determined to make you cum before he did. He brought his hand down between you, rubbing your clit as he sucked on your neck. It didn’t take much for you to be on the edge, and a couple hard thrusts later,  you moaned in exquisite pleasure as your third orgasm hit. 

“Jamie,” you whined as your thighs started shaking and his thrusts grew increasingly volatile. 

“Fuck,” he repeated as he thrust as deep as possible over and over. You felt him start losing control, and the sensations of him hitting  all your most sensitive spots went from a bit too much in your oversensitive state to an exhilarating perfect mix of pain and pleasure. You chased the feeling, and moments later you were clenching vice-like around him and pulling him closer as you whined and groaned through a fourth.

This brought him to his completion, and your pleasure peaked as you felt him release inside you. Your walls still fluttering around him, his thrusts now sloppy, he exerted his last bit of energy then collapsed on top of you in utter bliss.

The whistle announcing the start of the second half cut through the thumping of your rapid heart beat in your ears as you lay entwined with each other. You both laughed through heavy breathing.

“Just in time,” James said. “And with one more than promised, no less.” He winked cheekily. “Pretty good performance, Potter. I think I’ll keep you around.” “And I’ll stay for as long as you’ll have me,” he said sweetly, sincerely.

You kissed him gently, caressing his face as you whispered, “I’m glad you like a challenge then because that sounds like forever to me.”

“Sounds brilliant.” You nodded brightly before pushing on his shoulders and saying, “But for now, get off me or we’ll miss the second half.”

“Fine,” he chuckled, “but I’ll only get off if your clothes stay off.” He leaned down to place a kiss on each of your tits before pecking your lips and smiling his mischievous smile you so loved. 

“Deal.”

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[ratskinsuit]

can I request a adhd!reader x any character (pls not Valentino or vox..) any gender

Hazbin Hotel Characters With An ADHD!Reader Headcannons

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A/N: Since I don’t get much info (I’m so sorry) I just decided to do heacanons. Now I don’t do mental disorder specific readers because I don’t wanna mess things up, but I personally have ADHD so I can do this. Although these may be self projecting a bit with my experience so I’m so sorry if it’s not okay.

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Charlie: Also has ADHD (Its just my personal headcanon, it may not be your personal one and that’s okay)

You two honestly can’t be together when you have something to do

Like you won’t get anything down when your together

Because the two of you just feed off each others energy and get distracted the entire time

Vaggie has to physically separate you two so you can focus

Forgetfulness

You could misplace you phone and ask her “Hey Charlie can you call my phone, I dunno where it is.”

And she will just be like “I don’t know where mine is either.” 😭

You two honestly share one single brain cell and switch it every other day (as an ADHD person I can confirm we do this with friends)

Vaggie: Keeps you focused

Okay so If you get distracted a lot she will be there yo try ti get you to focas

Mrs girl has fidgets and things to help you stay on tasks if they gel, if they don’t however,

Well she will try her best

Literally like the mother to you and Charlie so you two don’t do something stupid and he introuble

Melatonin is her best friend

If she can’t calm you down and it’s important, melatonin (unless you take medication)

She makes sure to keep track of all your stuff just incase you forget where you placed it

“Hey Vaggie, do you know where my-“

*Holds out your phone* it was on the kitchen counter

If you take medication (bcs for some people it lowers you appetite) she will remind you to eat.

Alastor: Doesn’t really understand; teases you

When you first tell him you have ADHD his old ass is just like

“Erm, my dear what’s that?”

Thinks you might be crazy till you explain

He honestly finds your energy and do-before-think attitude amusing

Does get pissed when he’s talking to you and you get distracted or forget what he was saying though

Finds it hilarious when Vaggie tries to get you to focus on things

Will finds diff ways to distract you, making it harder for Vaggie

Just enjoys the chaos of your energy

If you take medication for it he may or may not hide occasionally it just to see the chaos unfold (Before you come at me: he . Is . In . Hell . For . A . Reason)

Unless HE needs you to focas

Then you better be focused

Angel Dust: Loves hanging out with you

You two are probubly best friends fr

LOVES your energy because he finds it so fun

You two just go hang out and wander the streets, laughing and giggling together

He’s fine with the distracting and forgetfulness part, he knows it happens

Makes sure you eat. Eat or he will make you.

Honestly he’s just really understanding and knows that it’s hard for you to be able to control it

(Plz send best friend requests for him I did headcanons and I love writing best friend Angel)

While he does understand and love your energetic-ness, he also makes sure that you don’t act ok impulse TOO much

Like, stops you from making rash decisions that could hurt you in the future

Late night sleepovers

You two on the couch packing yourselves full of sugar and watching movies

Husk: Dies on the inside, also designated babysitter (Jkjk. Also I do realize that people with ADHD arnt children or stupid, this is just a reference to the energy)

Giving depressed dad energy

Like he’s just sitting at the bar cleaning up and your just talking at 50 miles per hour

He does however listen to the random things you say, he’s used to listening

Sometimes if you a bit chiller he will be able to follow along better and will input into the convo

Let’s you ramble and doesn’t mind the little quirks you have like interrupting him

He’s delt with worse

He has a alot of different stories, so if you have a lot of energy expect to be dropped off at the bar

His stories are exciting and can surprisingly keep most people’s attention for a while

He knows what it is but not the knowledgeable on it

But understands the basics on what it does and blah blah blah

Generally doesn’t mind the energy or the getting distracted, or the forgetfulness

Once again he’s delt with worse

Velvette: Somewhat gets it, gets pissy sometimes though

So she gets some of the “quirks”, like having a lot of energy, fidgeting, forgetfulness and getting distracted

If your her friend/partner she’s fine with it

She can deal with high energy and talking, she also talks very fast so she can keep up and keep a conversation

Finds different ways to keep you entertained so she can work if she can’t be in the moment

During parties she finds it hilarious

Doesn’t do the best with impulse control, she likes seeing what will happen and where it will go

Doesn’t mind the distractions unless she’s talking to you, then expects you to listen

However if you are one of her models or workers

She takes no excuses

You better pay attention and pay attention well

We all know she’s very demanding of her employees so you better hope she doesn’t notice you

Becwuse if she’s talking to you and get distracted or arnt paying attention…

My guy your fucked

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A/N: So this person asked for anybody but Vox or Valentino. But if anybody wants or if this does well I’ll make a pt 2 with them and more characters.

#drawing #hazbin hotel #hazbin #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin x reader #hazbin headcanons #hazbin hotel headcanons #hazbin hotel alastor #headcanons #hazbin alastor #hazbin hotel Charlie #hazbin hotel vaggie #hazbin hotel angel dust #hazbin hotel husk #hazbin hotel velvette x reader #hazbin hotel velvette #x reader #alastor hazbin #husk hazbin hotel #alastor hazbin hotel #hazbin art #hazbin angel dust #hazbin charlie #hazbin vaggie #hazbin husk

[letsmyy]

i have a request!!! you should write a daughter of apollo x leo valdez fic but based on espresso by sabrina carpenter (idk i feel like that song gives children of apollo vibes!) it'd be leo obsessed with the apollo girl (like him being absolutely obsessed with her, having the biggest crush on her possible, he constantly thinks about her, him being an absolute loser bf) and finally getting the courage to ask her out on a date or something like that.

“she’s like a shot of espresso…”

leo valdez x duaghter of apollo!reader

warnings: use of yn! english isn’t my first language so it might be some errors!!

thank you so much for your request, it made me so happy!! idk if what i wrote it’s exactly what you want but i hope you like it 🤕 this is my first timing writing a real fic and I think it really shows lol, but i promise I’ll try to improve in the next one, I’m so sorry if it’s that bad, and this is really short too? omg im really bad at this lol, but anyways, ly anon tell me your opinions (honestly) abt this later, kisses to uuu!! 🫶💗 (btw anon, please request other things I feel like I didn’t did you justice with this one)

words: 850

“is it that sweet? I guess so…..”

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Leo was sure he was going crazy.

He always had a pretty big amount of silly crushes on girls, but with you? It was getting way too serious. Of course, you're beautiful, incredibly kind, and too generous for your own good, and you treated him well, but that isn't enough reason to make him lose sleep; at least that's what he thought.

And he was extremely wrong. Being in your presence was the equivalent of being bathed in the sunlight, and gods, he felt like a prisoner who hadn't seen the sun in years.

He's completely obsessed with you; he just needs the courage to verbalize that, but being honest, Leo felt like a coward at the moment.

While being lost in his thoughts (the thoughts being the pretty daughter of Apollo that never leaves his mind), the boy finally falls asleep.

Leo doesn't mind waking up if that means spending the day with the people he loves, so after getting ready for the day, he searches for you.

And he found you, talking with a much younger camper, helping him. You're smiling like it's the best day of your life, and Leo could swear that you're almost glowing.

The boy makes its way to you the same moment you finish talking to the kid, now having your full attention on Hephaestus' son.

"Leo! Good morning!" Your voice to him had the same effect as listening to his favorite music, it made him happy in ways he couldn't explain, even if his life depended on it. 

"Yn! Good morning!" He mimics you, not in a bad way, just a teasing one. You roll your eyes in fake annoyance.

"Sooo, did you sleep well, Valdez?" You ask, seeming really interested in the answer, but he knows that you're like that for everything, being extremely kind.

"Not really, would be better if I dreamed about you," you laugh amusingly.

"You say that every day, y'know?"

"I know, I say because it's true. " You can't help but blush a little. You're used to Leo flirting with you, but it never gets past that, so you just learned to joke back.

"Hilarious, Valdez... fortunately, I slept very well today, and I'm more excited than normal! I think it's because it's so sunny today, that's awesome, was thinking about going to the lake later. I can't waste such a pretty day like this one painting inside my cabin..."

"Unfortunately, I'll be in the bunker today, I have lots of things to do."

"What? No! You're coming with me, you can't waste this wonderful day either!" You grab his hands, walking toward the lake.

Leo could swear he would pass out at that moment. He couldn't even think about denying your offer, he would prefer dying to doing that.

After a few seconds, you guys get to the lake.

"Look how pretty it is! You have to go swimming with me, it’s a need.”

"Look, sunshine, water and fire don't get along so well, so I might skip that one" he says, apologetic. You frown, thinking.

"We don't need to go swimming, we can just talk, i really don't care." You smile lovingly at him.

"I don't want to ruin your day! There are many people that can go with you, you'll find someone better to do that." He's so oblivious that it's getting concerning.

"I want to spend time with you, Valdez. I don't mind if it's swimming or just talking, I want to, you know..be with you."

"Oh." He's acting like a loser, he can't think straight anymore and is blushing like crazy, but who cares?

"Oh?" You tease him, smiling.

"Yeah, we can. Just talk, I'm happy with that. " His smile was so genuine that made your heart melt.

That's when you realize you're still holding his hand, and you don't want to change that. You can feel he notices too.

Something just snapped in his head, now it’s the time, now or never, right?

"Yn? Can I tell you something?" He says it in a quiet tone, and you just nod.

"When I'm around you, it's like constantly drinking a shot of espresso, it's like being bathed in sunlight, you're incredibly energetic and enthusiastic, and i just can't get enough of you, you're my sunrise and daylight....all I'm saying is, gods, I very much love you more than just friends" You're surprised, really surprised, so surprised that you can't even speak for a moment, which just makes Leo even more nervous.

"Please say something...like, anything, a no it's better than silence because it’s less-“ Before he yaps again, you interrupt him:

"I like you too." The boy almost squeals of pure excitement.

"Seriously? Oh gods, oh gods. What?" He's so happy, it's so sincere, so soft, it's amazing, you can feel your heart beating so fast, and you don't even care; seeing him like this because of you is the best feeling you ever felt.

Then you see that one look, meant just for you, it's like time has frozen, and you're both thinking the same thing. Then, like all the stars aligned, you kissed him

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would you mind?｜zhang hao

synopsis: how to get over a guy you didn’t even date in ten easy steps with the help of zhang hao.

tags: zhang hao x gn!reader, acquaintances to lovers, university au, fluff, slight angst, y/n likes someone else at the beginning, y/n is very drunk, making out when drunk, shy!hao, bestie!matthew has no filter, roommate!taerae, hanbin keeps laughing, what did jiwoong do though? y/n overthinks a little sometimes, mentions of sex and implied sex but no explicit smut! (im a minor and can’t write smut for the life of me)

word count: 6k (how did this get so long?)

a/n: this is my first fic in like six years and the first in english altogether! idk how to feel about this one but i thought to post it anyway. writing this honestly made me respect fanfic writers so much more, it really isn’t easy! this took me like five days to make. not sure how often i’ll be doing this but i enjoyed writing a lot. sorry for any grammar errors or such, i proofread this a couple of times, but my english isn’t perfect, so some mistakes might go past me. anyway, thanks and sorry! enjoy reading!

my playlist while writing: in bloom & new kidz on the block by zb1, cream soda & private party by exo, roller coaster & party o’clock by nmixx !!

i. drink your feelings away

“finally you’re here” matthew mumbled in his slightly drunken stage, leaning onto a wall as you closed the door behind you. you could hear the music and people’s chatter coming from the living room. the smell of alcohol was also very strong, especially on your friend. you wished you could just turn back and go home. you were way too miserable to party right now but the sweet smile matthew was giving you was making you stay. you couldn’t possibly disappoint your best friend on his special day.

“yeah, sorry for being late” you finally answered to the birthday boy as you handed out your gift with a forced smile. “happy birthday matt.” 

he took the bottle of wine and chuckled. “thank you y/n” he said, looking at the bottle of his favourite. “for this and for coming tonight” he continued as he raised his gaze to you apologetically. 

“of course” you uttered, trying your best to convince your friend you wanted to be here, as if you didn’t just think about leaving two seconds ago. your convincing didn’t seem to be working as matthew sighed. matthew put down the bottle and walked in front of you. he examined your face for a while before he embraced you in a hug. “he didn’t deserve you anyway” he whispered close to your ear.

right.

jaemin.

the guy who broke your heart just a few days ago. he didn’t mean to, you suppose. he just didn’t realise you were totally in love with him when he introduced you to his partner of three years. how stupid could you be?

you held your tiers in at the mention of him. not today. you can cry about it later. 

you embraced your friend for a while as you collected yourself. “you know what matt?” You finally spoke as you made eye contact with him. matthew hummed, looking at you with anticipation. 

“i’m going to have fun tonight.”

ii. embarrass yourself

about five bottles of soju and a couple beers later you were completely out of it. you were somewhere in matthew’s apartment, kitchen or living room, you were not entirely sure. laying on the cold floor with zero thoughts of your shattered heart. you felt at peace. your peace, however, didn’t last long as it was eventually broken by a familiar voice calling your name. 

“y/n? you okay down there?” the voice asked with amusement. you opened your eyes and were met with hanbin’s gaze from above you. he must have found your state hilarious as he bursted out laughing. 

you got up from the floor with difficulty and flopped next to him on the couch. “never been better” you mumbled to your friend with a relaxed smile. you started making yourself comfortable and leaned your head on hanbin’s shoulder. what you failed to notice in your drunken state was the other person sitting on the couch. the one you were currently cuddling up to.

“hao” your friend started. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen y/n so wasted” hanbin laughed with tears in his eyes. 

what. 

suddenly, you were too aware of your surroundings, like there was no alcohol in your system anymore. you quickly got up and saw that hanbin was not in fact the person you had leaned into. the person sitting next to you was hanbin’s good friend, zhang hao. the boy’s face flushed as he looked at your shocked face.

oh my god.

you were not that familiar with zhang hao. you knew he was good friends with hanbin and matthew. he was from the music department just like your roommate taerae, and you were pretty sure he played the violin. he was reserved and quiet, and definitely not the most fond of you (even though your friends have tried to convince you otherwise). a friend of a friend. that’s what he was. not someone who you could comfortably cuddle with. this is so embarrassing.

“i’m so sorry!” you quickly blurted out as you hid your face behind your palms. you could still hear hanbin’s laugh as you were thinking about your way out of the situation. 

“it’s o-okay” zhang hao managed to stutter. you were in too deep thought to hear what the boy in front of you was saying. you searched for your other friend in the crowd. it’s time for me to leave. as you found matthew by the balcony with a girl, you turned back to the men on the couch. “i’m just gonna go!” you quickly said to prevent any more embarrassment and made your way to your best friend.

he saw you coming from afar and smirked at you. “you’ve definitely enjoyed yourself” matthew said delightfully. oh. he definitely saw everything.

“you saw nothing” you bit back and leaned onto your friend as the alcohol started to kick back in again. “i’m going home” you continued. could you even walk straight? no. but you could just call your roommate to meet you halfway.

“in this state? no you’re not” the boy slurred just as drunk as you were. he wrapped his arm around your shoulder in an attempt to keep you from leaving. you were glad your friend cared about your safety even when he was drunk. his company, however, was not enjoying the sight in front of her and you could tell you had interrupted something. 

“i’ll call taerae to pick me up, don’t worry.” you assured your friend. “i’ll leave you two alone now.” you gave a smile to the girl and mouthed “sorry” as you left the two before matthew could protest any further.

iii. make a foolish choice

walking down four sets of stairs with your hands occupied by your phone was a challenge. you somehow made it though and were trying to contact your roommate. he was not answering. where is he? your apartment wasn’t that far from matthew’s but the darkness was creeping you out a little. you sent a quick text to taerae, saying you were coming home before you started your journey. 

you had made it past a couple turns when you started feeling like someone was following you. you’re just being paranoid, that's all. but the feeling only grew stronger as you clearly heard footsteps behind you. you were already walking as fast as you could in your state. is this the end?  “i’m gonna die-”

“y/n,” you quickly turned around to the familiar voice. 

zhang hao.

“oh it’s just you” you said as you relaxed until it hit you. zhang hao. the reason why you had run away from the party in the first place. your surprise finally showed on your face, which zhang hao found amusing. 

"sorry if I scared you” he let out an airy laugh while awkwardly standing in front of you. for some reason you had never really looked at the boy. he was tall and his hair was still styled nicely even after a long day. he was wearing a light blue button up shirt with black jeans that seemed way out of your price range. there was something about the way he was looking at you under the glow of the streetlights. he was looking at you with stars in his eyes, like there was no one else but the two of you in the world. the sight of him almost made your heart skip a beat. he had a few moles on his face, one right under his eye and another on his cheek that you wish you could kiss right now. has he always been this pretty? 

no. why is he here? 

he tried to give you a reassuring smile as he took a step closer. “you shouldn’t walk alone at this hour, it’s not safe for you.” he continued like he had just read your mind.

“so you think I'm safe with you?” you asked, slightly teasing. it was definitely the alcohol speaking.

the boy’s eyes widened in shock and he opened his mouth to say something but failed. “well- I mean” zhang hao finally responded with panic, not quite sure what he was supposed to say. you couldn’t hold your giggles which seemed to ease his nerves. his figure seemed to relax as he walked past you. “my apartment isn’t that far from yours, so we can just walk together. it’s safer for both of us.” zhang hao finished. 

lies. you’ve once picked hanbin up from his apartment and it's nowhere near yours. however, zhang hao didn’t need to know that you knew. you wouldn’t mind walking home with him even if the two of you weren’t that close, because he was right – this was safer (not because he suddenly made you think of things you haven't before).

so, the two of you continued walking towards your place. zhang hao didn’t say much as you walked, only telling you to be more careful as you almost stumbled to the ground. he also decided to hold you up from your waist from that point on – which you definitely didn’t mind. he didn’t seem to mind either as there was no signs of annoyance that you would’ve except from zhang hao in this situation.  

“we’re here” he said as the two of you stood in front of your apartment building. you really didn’t want him to go. you really didn’t want to be alone at all. because you knew the moment you were alone again you’d break down again and cry about the guy who broke your heart. just for this one night, you wished not to cry yourself to sleep. maybe it was foolish of you to ask zhang hao of all people to comfort you, but right now you couldn’t think of anything else. 

“would you like to come in?”

“do you need help to get to your door?”

you both had talked at the same time. you broke eye contact as the two of you chuckled. so he didn’t want to leave yet either? as it got quiet again you decided to look at the boy again. zhang hao seemed hesitant as he studied your face. then he smiled at you as he said “if that’s what you need.”

iv. get cockbocked by a roommate

some might find the silence between you and zhang hao awkward, but you found it soothing. he was drinking the water you had given him as you sat on the kitchen counter. he looked even more handsome up close. the way he was leaning onto the counter and the way he was looking at you. oh, how much you wished to make him yours tonight. would he mind? 

your mind stopped wandering as the boy put down his glass on the sink. “i should probably go and let you sleep” he said quietly as he stood in front of you. he was incredibly close to you, his hand on your knee, his nose almost touching yours – like he didn’t want to leave. you couldn’t help but lower your gaze to his lips. they were pink and puffy, slightly wet like they were waiting to be kissed. you looked back to zhang hao’s eyes but they didn’t meet yours. he was doing the same thing – staring at your lips. 

maybe you were going to regret it. maybe this wasn’t right, kissing your friends’ friend. but you couldn’t possibly think about any of that as you leaned in. 

his lips felt as soft as they looked. it took a moment for zhang hao to realise what was happening but eventually he kissed you back. his left hand landed on your cheek as his right hand went up your thigh. the kiss deepened as you put your hands around the boy's neck, pulling him closer to you. you don’t remember the last time you have been kissed like this. he was driving you insane and you wished he’d never stop. 

“y/n?” you hear a voice say at the door. 

taerae.

you and zhang hao froze before you rapidly let go of each other. sleepy taerae rubbed his eyes walking into the kitchen as you tried to calm your beating heart. so he didn’t answer because he was asleep. you took a look at zhang hao who’s blush was prominent even in the dark. “when did you get home?” your roommate asked as he yawned.

“zhang hao walked me, i was just giving him some water before he left.” you blurted out an excuse, which wasn’t inherently a lie – taerae didn’t need to know what happened after that. your sleepy roommate didn’t look suspicious and seemed to buy it. “he was actually just about to leave.” you took another look at zhang hao, trying to get him to say something. 

“yeah, i’ll just get going then.” he said, bid taerae goodbye, and was out of the apartment in mere minutes. 

fuck.

v. overthink your life choices

lunch used to be your favourite time of the day, mostly because you used to share it with jaemin all the time. matthew barely ever had time to eat lunch with you, which is how you got to know jaemin in the first place. the two of you clicked instantly and you thought there was something between you. how wrong you were. the past week you have been distancing yourself from jaemin and he hasn't been asking after you. you really meant nothing to him in the end. even now he’s just a few tables away loudly debating about something with his group of friends, completely unaware of the effect he has had on you.

taerae’s giggles seem to wake you from your slumber. you moved your gaze from jaemin to your roommate. he was laughing over a video hanbin had just shown him. “what is jiwoong doing?” he managed to say between giggles. 

“speaking of the devil” hanbin said as he waved past your shoulder. jiwoong walked to your table with zhang hao next to him, which was odd as the two of you’ve had a similar relationship with the chinese boy up until a few days ago (unless jiwoong had also been making out with him recently). “what did i do?” jiwoong questioned his friends as he placed his lunch on the table.

“nothing, nothing. where’s matthew?” hanbin said as he hid his phone with a grin.

“he’s on a date” you said nonchalantly. everyone at the table suddenly turned their heads towards you. they had totally forgotten you were even there as you had spent most of your break staring at a certain someone. you should get your shit together.

“oh right, zhang hao! thanks for walking y/n home the other night.” taerae said as zhang hao sat next to hanbin. well shit. you hadn’t told anyone of what had happened with zhang hao after matthew’s party. you hadn’t even talked to zhang hao since then. you felt awful that you had tried to use him to forget about someone else, and then kicked him out as your roommate found the two of you. you weren’t sure how you were supposed to even bring it up to him when you were never alone with him anyway. 

“you walked her home?” hanbin questioned as he turned his head to his left where zhang hao was sitting. the boy only gave his friend a small nod as he dug into his food. his aura seemed so different in the daylight. his hair wasn’t styled like at the party, it was a bit all over the place. the way he stuffed his mouth full of food made him look cute. his cheeks were slightly pink with blush. while observing the boy, you had completely missed the teasing smile on hanbin’s face.

how were you supposed to talk to him? thanks for walking me home and making out with me in my kitchen. does he even want to talk about it? the two of you had seen each other around campus a couple times since then and he hasn't tried to talk to you once. maybe all of it was just a spur of the moment thing for him that he now wished to forget about.

you sighed as you decided it was your time to leave for class. there was no way you were going to talk to zhang hao now anyway, not in front of all your friends. “my lecture is starting soon, i’ll go now.” you said as you stood up. taking your things with you and hearing people say their goodbyes, you were on your way.

“wait, are we just going to ignore the fact that matthew is on a date?” you could hear jiwoong ask behind you.

vi. get help

“so…” matthew said in a teasing tone as he sat across from you at the library. 

“so, what?” you questioned, like you had no idea what your best friend was referring to. well, in your defence, you never knew with matthew, but you had a feeling this conversation topic started with a z and ended with hang hao. “you and hao?” he continued, just like you had anticipated, raising his eyebrows. 

“what about me and zhang hao?” you continued, acting clueless in the hopes of him dropping the conversation. 

“after what i saw at my birthday party and then hearing he walked you home, i hoped the two of you worked out the weird tension between you two and finally fucked” your friend blurted out in a very matthew way, like it was the most obvious conclusion to come to in the world. 

“we did not!” you raised your voice a little too much as you tried to defend yourself. you got a few judging stares from the people around you who were trying to study. something you were supposed to do as well, instead of having this conversation about zhang hao. “we didn’t fuck…” you continued more quietly. there was no reason for you to lie to your best friend. not when you could use his help.

“but you were going to?” he gave you a knowing look.

“well yeah, but then taerae woke up and i panicked and i kinda kicked zhang hao out-” you started rambling. wait. “how did you know we almost fucked? did he talk to you? what did he say? does he totally hate me now?” you continued like you were going to lose your mind. and now matthew was laughing at you, trying his best to stay quiet. 

“i haven’t talked to anyone, except hanbin, he’s just as convinced there’s something going on between you and hao as i am” your friend finally spoke. if only you knew what was going on between the two of you. you sighed and hit your head on the table. “what’s the problem y/n? you know, you could just text him and ask him" matthew said.

“i don’t have his number” you mumble in despair. 

“what? how can you not have his number?” matthew asked, confused.

“why would i? was i supposed to ask for it when we were making out or something?” you said as you lifted your head from the table, looking at your friend who definitely didn’t need to hear any more details of that night.

matthew took his phone out of his pocket, and gave it to you after a moment. “here, take his number and text him”

vii. become friends

you were currently sitting down at a park you had agreed to meet with zhang hao. matthew was able to convince you it was better to sort things out with zhang hao sooner than later. but now that you were here, waiting for the guy, you couldn’t help but feel nervous. it was warm as summer was finally coming and you felt like you were sweating buckets. was it the weather or your nerves – you were not quite sure.

“hi, did you have to wait long?” you hear a familiar voice from your left and see zhang hao’s figure coming towards you. he waved at you while giving you a sweet smile. damn. he’s so pretty. 

“oh no, not at all” you answered, trying to give the boy a smile to hide your nervousness. 

“what did you want to talk about?” zhang hao said calmly as he sat down next to you. unlike the other night, now he had left much space between the two of you. he didn’t seem nervous at all, which made you feel uneasy. maybe this wasn’t as big of a deal for him as it was for you. 

“at matt’s party, i’m sorry for being such a mess and dragging you into it” you decided to tell him. “i had a few too many drinks that night.” you took a look at zhang hao. he seemed surprised, maybe a little hurt as he tried to get comfortable on the bench. was that not the right thing to say?  “i mean, i probably made you uncomfortable and then i rushed you out of my place when taerae woke up, it was super rude of me to-” you were starting to ramble. 

“i wasn’t uncomfortable” he cut you off. he finally turned to look at you again “i wouldn’t have come in if i was.” there was the look again, making your heart beat louder on your chest. he was looking at you like he did under the streetlights, like you were the only person in the world that mattered. you wouldn’t mind getting lost in his eyes. “so don’t be too sorry, i enjoyed it as long as it lasted.” he gave you a shy smile.

oh.

this was the first time the boy had made you blush, usually it was the other way around. you broke eye contact to hide your shyness from him. “cool, cool” you started quite awkwardly. “we should probably be casual about all this, since we're friends and all…”

“we’re friends now? i’m cool with that” zhang hao replied with amusement.

“i mean, we’ve known each other long enough to call us that, i guess” you tried to reason, not realising your friend was only teasing you. as you turned your gaze back to him you saw him still smiling at you. this man will be the death of me. “well that’s that. sorry i can’t stay longer, i have places to be. bye zhang hao.” you said as you got up from the bench. you had nowhere to be, but you couldn’t possibly handle being in zhang hao’s presence any longer. 

“bye friend!” he yelled after you still with a teasing tone.

viii. feel nothing

you and your new friend zhang hao have gotten along well since your talk at the park. nothing has changed that much, except now you greet each other at campus, engage in conversation together, and sometimes share memes with each other. you have tried to convince matthew that you and zhang hao are really just friends and nothing more. matthew just can’t help himself when he teases you with kissy noises every time you interact with zhang hao. he’s the only other person that knows about your little secret. even hanbin doesn’t know, because if he did — everyone would. 

you were finally finished with your last class of the day, walking out of your department building. you felt at ease as everything in your life was finally going well. you were able to sort things out with zhang hao, you weren’t particularly struggling with any classes, and you were barely thinking about him, who shall not be named. 

as if on cue, there he was standing a few meters away from you. jaemin. he wasn’t alone though, as he was having a conversation with someone. you couldn’t quite tell what the two were talking about, not that really even mattered to you. contrary to popular belief, your heart no longer ached at the sight of him. you continued your journey with no intent to interact with jaemin, at least not until you realised who exactly he was talking with. when you were close enough you could recognize the other man’s voice.

what was zhang hao doing with jaemin? the sight in front of you felt really odd, but you couldn’t possibly look away. zhang hao almost towered over jaemin, paying attention to what the latter was talking about. he was wearing glasses that complimented his face well. one of his sleeves was rolled up revealing his toned arm. he looked so mesmerising, you couldn't help but stare.

it didn’t take long for you to be caught staring as jaemin called out your name. “wow it’s been so long. how have you been?” he asked happily as you took a few steps closer to the two. zhang hao was surprised to see you, his gaze moving between you and jaemin. his face filled with worry made you think he must have heard about jaemin and you from someone (definitely not from hanbin). you gave zhang hao a reassuring smile as you greeted jaemin, who was ready to embrace you in a hug. 

“i’ve been well” you sounded a little awkward as the two of you let go. an act that used to make your heart do backflips no longer felt like anything. “what were you two talking about? i didn’t know you even knew each other.” you asked out of curiosity as you stood next to zhang hao, who suddenly put his arm around your shoulder. you turned your head towards your friend, trying to understand what he was up to. 

“we’ve shared a few classes here and there” zhang hao said as he turned his head to face you. he was so close to you again, making your heart beat louder on your chest. “you’re ready to go?” he continued. you could only show your confusion on your face as you didn’t trust your voice to say anything at the close proximity. “dinner? remember?” he gave you a wink.

what? you were completely lost. what was this man talking about? 

“oooh, date night?” jaemin cooed in front of you. he took his headphones out of his back and put them over his ears. “i won't waste your time anymore then. y/n we should totally catch up sometime!” he didn’t wait for your response before he left. 

you and zhang hao stayed close to each other in silence for a while. you wondered if he could hear the way your heart was beating for him. you tried to look for answers from his face but to no avail. finally, zhang hao moved and removed his hand off of you, what had felt like way too soon. “sorry” he said as he stood in front of you. “you must have felt awkward seeing him” he continued, scratching the back of his neck. 

“did you do all that to get rid of him? i’m fine, i don’t like him like that anymore” you felt the need to clarify to him.

“oh” he said, blush breaking to his face and neck. “well, i was getting tired of him anyway” he excused and removed his gaze from you to hide his embarrassment. you thought he looked the cutest whenever he got shy or embarrassed. 

your laugh seemed to peak his interest again, as he turned his gaze back on you. your blushing face, matching his own. a comfortable silence fell between you again. ”just friends huh?” you could hear matthew’s teasing voice in your head.

“y/n?” zhang hao eventually spoke. you hummed as a response, waiting him to carry on. “have you eaten yet?” the boy continued hesitantly. 

“no, not yet” you answered truthfully, not quite sure where the conversation was going. zhang hao stayed quiet for a while. he was nervously shifting on his place, turning his face away from you once again. he was trying to find the right way to ask you.

“would you like to go out for dinner then?” he asked carefully. 

“sure!” you answered enthusiastically. you were starving at this point and wouldn’t mind spending some time with friends as well. “who else is coming?” 

“well, i thought it could be just us…” the boy responded, still not daring to look at you. 

oh.

“oh! that works too. sure. yeah.” you replied, definitely not embarrassed that you didn’t get the hint right away. “does indian sound good to you? i’m craving butter chicken” you continued, trying to move the conversation onwards, while your heart kept beating hard against your chest. 

“if that’s what you want, it’s good with me” zhang hao said and the two of you started your way out of campus, both a blushing mess.

ix. feel everything

you were not entirely sure what to think. had you just been on a date? zhang hao didn’t explicitly call it that, but it surely had felt like one. the dinner went smoothly, it didn’t feel awkward and the two of you were able to talk to each other comfortably. he constantly smiled at you and asked you questions about your life, putting the effort into getting to know you. he even insisted on paying for your meal in the end. 

you got to know things about him as well, as zhang hao no longer felt shy talking to you. he’s an only child and very close with his mom. he chose to play the violin, because it’s much easier to carry around compared to a cello. him and jiwoong have gotten closer lately because jiwoong had asked him to help him with a song he has been working on. he also revealed that he was glad that the two of you have gotten closer, which made you question things even more.

you were walking to your apartment in silence, completely sober this time. zhang hao had insisted on walking you home again, “as a man should” he had said. the way his hand was accidentally brushing against yours every once in a while was giving you butterflies in your stomach. you were not entirely sure if the man next to you even realises how much of an effect he had on you. you weren’t walking that fast because you really didn’t want the night to end. 

must to your dismay, you ended up in front of your apartment building. it felt like deja vu, standing in front of him again. you didn’t want zhang hao to leave, but you weren’t sure if it was appropriate to invite him in. you couldn't hide behind the confidence alcohol had given you last time. you didn't know what to say, so you settled on just staring at his face, completely mesmerised. he was doing the same, his gaze wandering on your face, like he was trying to remember each little detail of you. 

“i should…” zhang hao started, now looking straight into your eyes. “i should probably go now” he continued, not at all convincing. he made no effort to move, which finally gave you the confidence to talk. it won’t hurt to ask, right?

“i could offer you a glass of water before you go” you said, tearing your gaze away, still slightly scared of what he might answer. “you know, taerae’s not home tonight…” you added. as you heard no answer from the boy, you hesitantly took a look at him. he was smiling at you again, the way he had been all dinner. 

zhang hao took a step closer, raising his hand to hold your chin, making you hold eye contact with him. he lowered his gaze slowly to your lips, looking at you like you were someone to be desired. “you sure?” he finally spoke in a lower voice, still staring at your lips. you could only hum in response. and then he leaned in to kiss you. 

his lips were soft, but he pushed them hard against yours. he tasted like cherries as you kissed him back. the kiss deepened quickly as his tongue pushed past your lips. his arms lowered to your hips, pulling you closer, as you put yours behind his neck, playing with his hair. you didn’t stop until you both were almost running out of air.

zhang hao let out an airy laugh. “i’ve wanted to do that for a while” he confessed, your arms still tangled around each other. he was looking at you with so much adoration.

“yeah? me too” you smiled, your cheeks slightly pink. you let go of the boy to open the door to your apartment building. he held onto your arm as the two of you walked towards the elevator. you turned to look at zhang hao, who’s cheeks were a shade of pink as well. he noticed you staring and gave you another sweet smile. the door finally opened, and he couldn’t even wait till you got to your apartment, as he stole another kiss from you as you entered the elevator.

“i honestly thought you didn’t like me at all” you admitted to him as you parted from the kiss.

“that’s what hanbin always told me” zhang hao answered, now with a pout on his lips. “i was just too shy to talk to you, you’re like the most gorgeous person i’ve ever laid my eyes on” he continued, no longer daring to look you in the eye. even he seemed a little surprised by his sudden confession. 

oh. 

you’ve received compliments before, but hearing one from zhang hao felt different. your cheeks heated up again, and you could feel your excitement all the way down on your stomach. you wanted him so badly, you could only wish he felt the same way. when the elevator stopped, you decided to quickly peck the boy's cheek before you dragged him to your apartment.

once the door to your apartment closed behind you, you were all over each other. his lips connected with yours as your arms roamed all over your bodies. you couldn’t get enough of him, wanting him even closer to you. you stumbled over to your bedroom, where you gave him one more kiss before backing away.

zhang hao looked at you with concern. “are you okay?” he asked while still holding you closely.

“yeah, i just- i want to make sure you want this as much i do” you answered, studying his face for any signs of regret or hesitation. 

“i really like you y/n, and i want this more than you think” he admitted. he detached one of his hands from you to remove his glasses out of the way, putting them down to your nightstand. he lowered his hand on your cheek, cherishing it gently. “let me show you just how much you mean to me.”

so you let him, as you kissed him again.

x. fall in love

you were still out of breath as you cuddled up to zhang hao’s bare body. he wrapped his hand around you and squeezed you closer to him, twirling your hair with his fingers. you laid your head against his chest, drawing circles on his toned body, sighing with content. you felt zhang hao’s lips against your forehead, giving you a peck after peck. the act made you giggle, turning your gaze to him.

“what?” you asked.

“nothing, i’m just really happy” he answered, giving you one more kiss on your lips. he looked at you with so much love and warmth, which made you feel like you were dreaming. you couldn’t help but wonder what made you deserve to meet someone like zhang hao. no one has made you feel this good in such a long time, if ever. suddenly, very overwhelmed with your feelings, you hid your face on the crook of his neck.

you felt zhang hao’s chest vibrate from the laughter he let out. “cute” he whispered quietly, mostly to just himself, cherishing your head again. you got comfortable again, almost falling asleep in his embrace. his breath also evening out as he was slowly drifting away to sleep too.

“i really like you too, zhang hao” you sleepily mumbled against his skin, before the two of you fell into dreamland together.

- end

bonus:

“why do you always call me zhang hao?”

“maybe because it’s your name??”

“yes, but everyone calls me hao. you’re the only one who calls me zhang hao”

“oh”

“well, hao, i’ll call you that from now on”

the boy’s face flushed red as he finally heard you say his name. 

“oh my god, you’re so cute!” 

he turns his face to hide his blush from you.

“shut up”

#zb1 #zerobaseone #zhang hao #zhanghao #zb1 x reader #zb1 zhang hao #zhang hao fic #zb1 fluff #zb1 fics #zerobaseone zhang hao #zhang hao x reader #kpop #cloudbersoofic

[box-of-roses]

⇢ ˗ˏˋ Can You Keep a Secret? ࿐ྂ

Characters: Tamaki, Kyoya, Hikaru, Kaoru, Haruhi

Warnings: Anesthetic

A/N: I hope you guys enjoy, Ouran was one of the first Animes I watched so I may be a little dusty on the characters -> The request Anesthesia + The Hosts

Tamaki

When you get out of the doctor’s office and into his car he rolls up the divider window and smiles at you

You two have so much fun rambling nonsense to each other

Thinks it’s adorable when you get excited “finding out” that he’s your boyfriend

“You’re so handsome.” You say leaning against him. He made sure you were still buckled before he wrapped his arms around you.

“Thank you my love, you know you’re pretty cute too.” He finds himself so lucky that you’re his.

“Can you keep a secret?” He nods with a smile and an eyebrow lift wondering what it could be. “I love you.” His face grows red at an almost alarming rate. This was the first time you had told him that you love him.

“I love you too, my love.” His voice is a little wavy but he has a dopey smile on his face. “Why don’t you get some rest.” He plays with your hair until you’re fast asleep in his arms

Kyoya

The divider window is already rolled up before you get into the car

Has ice cream already situated in the car because he knows you’ll want it

Blushes at how touchy you are before getting used to it

“Thank you, you’re really pretty.” He smiles as he sets his notepad down. He hands you your cup of ice cream and the smile on your face grows wider.

“I hope you enjoy, maybe it’ll wear off faster.” He knows it won’t but he enjoyed how quick you dug into the ice cream.

“Isn’t your partner jealous that you’re here with me? Giving me ice cream.” You poor soul. You’re so confused.

“I don’t think they’ll mind.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Because you’re my partner, honestly what did they do to you in there.” He shakes his head and presses a kiss to your forehead.

Kaoru

Little sweetheart brought blankets with him incase you were cold.

As for snacks, you have your own compartment in all of the cars that holds snacks, hygiene products, hair ties, breath freshener, etc.

by the time you come back out of the office he’s holding your hand and leading you to the car

Kaoru leads you to the car and helps you get in before buckling you up and closing the door. He does the same for himself on the other side. He pulls out a carefully folded blanket and places it around your shoulders before taking another one and putting it on your laps.

“Do you have a partner?” He’s a little taken aback by the statement before he chuckles.

“Yes I do, why do you ask?”

“Cause I think you’re really nice and handsome and I kinda just wanna kiss you.” You pout a little and go back to eating your snack.

“Can I tell you a secret?” You nod enthusiastically. “You’re my partner, cutie.” Your face grows red as you smile widely.

“I’m so lucky.” It’s his turn to blush now.

I headcanon that Kaoru calls you cutie because of the little oranges and that’s how you two got together. (I may expand on that more later)

Hikaru

Teases you about it literally ALL the time

Had his camera set up before you got into car

Thinks it’s absolutely hilarious that you didn’t know who he was

Helped you stumble your way to the car. Don’t be fooled though he was laughing the whole way. Your poor anesthesia filled brain didn’t know why he was laughing and just thought it was adorable.

When you get into the car the camera is already set up and he knows he’ll look fondly on today even if he still thinks it’s hilarious. “You’re really nice.” You say looking at him like he hung the stars.

“Why thank you, so find anyone attractive in there.”

“Well, can you keep a secret?” Well, that made him a little concerned. Why did you not immediately say no and that you thought he was attractive?

“Yeah, I’ve been known to keep a secret or two.”

“I find you attractive. I really hope you don’t have a partner.” He starts cackling at that.

“Sorry to disappoint but I do have a partner.” He makes out between laughs. “Can you keep a secret?” You frown a little but nod. “You’re my partner. And I think you’re the cutest when you’re not in your right mind.” That makes you smile.

Haruhi

Is definitely one of the nicer ones of the bunch

Ask her dad if she could borrow the car/ pick you guys up. Not a problem though because her dad literally LOVES you

Might like you more than Haruhi so he agreed instantly

Snacks are piled high in the car and Haruhi rolls her eyes at the display. “They don’t need this much.”

“Nonsense! Only the best for Y/N! I will have it no other way!” He says as he finishes putting the last bag in the car. Haruhi sighs and gets into the car. When they pull up to the doctor’s office Haruhi gets out of the car to help you. When you reach the car you’re in awe of Haruhi’s dad.

“You’re Mom’s really pretty!” They both laugh.

“Thank you dear! But I’m Haruhi’s father remember? I got you some snacks dear, Haruhi why don’t you sit in the back with them.”

“I was going to do that anyway.” The moment Haruhi sat down and buckled both of you in you had grabbed her hand. You held both of them up and compared hand sizes. Haruhi wasn’t used to you being this outgoing so she got flustered.

“What are you doing?”

“Comparing hand sizes and hoping you aren’t dating anyone and I can have you all to myself.” You say with a smile. You interlock your fingers and lean closer. “Now tell me, am I too late or am I so lucky that you’ll go on a date with me?”

“I’m already dating you idiot.” Haruhi smiles and kisses your interlocked hands.

“Well, that’s just the best news I’ve heard all day!”

RULES NAVIGATION

#ouran x reader #ohshc x reader #kyoya ootori x reader #kyoya x reader #tamaki suoh x reader #tamaki x reader #hikaru hitachiin x reader #hikaru x reader #kaoru hitachiin x reader #kaoru x reader

[archangeldyke-all]

(I honestly don’t know if my asks are getting in atp but im just gonna keep resending them if they get removed because I’m not a fucking wimp 🗣️‼️‼️)

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Wait no because what if Sevika had a group chat with her coworkers and shit (Smeech, Ran, Renni, Silco, Finn, Signed, Dustin and ofc her lovely gf <3)

And at least once every two weeks there is ALWAYSSS chaos

Like; Sev and Finn could be arguing and then Ran pulls up with the fucking Curse of Ra 💀or Renni just uses the gc as a shopping list since she forgot to open notes and everyone is just like “Ren, wrong app 💀” or someone points out shit from her list HSHJERJD

PLEASE i'm gonna do the roach 'verse gang, because i think it would be insane.

men and minors dni

silco: if any of u have spare cash on u, bring it to my office and leave it on my desk. i'll pay u back tomorrow.

you: jinx, get off of silco's phone.

lock: fuck, that was jinx? i put ten on his desk!

sevika: idiot.

ran: LMAOOOO IDIOT

thieriam: shit, i put twenty bucks on his desk too.

you: jinx! how much fucking money did you steal?!

deckard: she got me too, that fucker.

ran: you are all so fucking stupid.

singed: just checked the office, the cash and jinx are nowhere to be found.

deckard: fuck!

lock: fuck

thieriam: oh fuck, silco's never gonna pay us back.

silco: no, i'm not. you should all know better by now. i would never use 'u' to type 'you'

ran: this is fucking hilarious

sevika: babe, what's for dinner?

you: you, if i'm lucky ;)

deckard: HELLO?? this is the gc??

sevika: stfu deckard.

ran: no but fr, what's for dinner, roach?

you: idk, i'm thinking chicken chili?

lock: ooooh, with cornbread?

you: sure, if you guys want.

lock: yes please!

ran: yes!!!

deckard: oh, yum.

singed: fuck, roach are you free?

you: yeah?

singed: i just sliced my hand open. can you come stitch me up?

you: lmao, i'm on the way.

ran: roach to the rescue!

sevika: put a heart in the chat if i'm the stupidest one in the gang.

deckard: <3

thieriam: <3

ran: LMAOO <3333333

you: <3

you: jinx, give sevika her phone back.

sevika: i'm gonna kill her someday.

sevika: babe, you put a fucking heart in the chat????

you: cant talk, stitching singed up.

silco: i'm sorry for jinx's behavior today. she's upset that she doesn't have her own phone yet.

lock: it's no fuckin fair! u guys get to talk all the time and i have to steal a phone to be in on the chat!

silco: jinx!

you: lmaoo jinx you can come play on my phone.

lock: fine.

lock: shit, i didn't even notice she took it until she gave it back.

sevika: she's a fuckin' weasel.

you: whats up assholes?

ran: hey jinx. what'd you buy with your stolen money?

you: more flamers. a few candy bars. a new jumbo plushy.

lock: you wanna share your candy?

you: no.

silco: jinx, at least share with the man you stole from.

you: ugh fine. they're in the kitchen lock.

lock: sweet!

thieriam: some of us are trying to work, can we please not abuse the work groupchat for not-work purposes

you: put a heart in the chat if thieriam sucks ass!

sevika: <3

ran: <3

deckard: <3

silco: jinx, what did i tell you about that kind of language?

you: i'm not jinx i'm roach.

thieriam: fuck off jinx, roach would never be so mean to me.

lock: <3

you: effective. Power. لُلُصّبُلُلصّبُررً h  ॣ ॣ ॣ

across from where you're finishing up singed's stitches, deckard gasps down at his phone.

"you fuck!" he exclaims, looking up at jinx where she's sitting beside you. she giggles.

"what'd you do this time?" you ask. she laughs and hands you back your phone, before running out of the lab.

"she shut all our phones down!" he says. "how the fuck did she do that?" he cries.

upstairs, you hear ran and lock's shared groan.

you chuckle and shake your head. "jinx you stupid fuck!" sevika roars from the second floor. you giggle.

"i better go handle that." you say, finishing your final stitch. singed chuckles.

"you better." he says as jinx's squeal floats down to the lab.

taglist!

@fyeahnix @sapphicsgirl @half-of-a-gay @ellabslut @thesevi0lentdelights @sexysapphicshopowner @shimtarofstupidity @love-sugarr @chuucanchuucan @222danielaa @badbye666 @femme-historian @lia-winther @gr0ssz0mbi3 @ellsss @sevikaspillowprincess @leomatsuzaki

#sevika #sevika imagine #sevika arcane #sevika x reader #sevika x you #soft sevika

[mingtinysworld]

Addicted {Part ll}

Pairing: Park Seonghwa x fem!reader

Genre: drug dealer au, strangers to lovers, angst, fluff

Word count: 2.3k

Summary: being kidnapped by drug dealers was not on your bingo card. Neither was having a pretty boy end up in your arms.

Warnings/content: none other than slight violence (barely any lol), reverse comfort, soft hwa

A/n: honestly, this storyline is complete shit I’m sorry, but I hope you enjoy nonetheless. This soft Seonghwa made me wanna cryyyy. If you liked it, please like, comment and reblog!! I appreciate y’all mwah - J

part 1 of Addicted

As you gain consciousness, your eyes open with a hazy fog. You can feel a pounding headache coming on, having to hold your head in your hands. As you look around, you can see that you’re in an empty small room. The walls are a cold gray, reminding you of a jail cell.

True panic sets in as you realize there’s no way out. You push and pull on the metal door with no use. Deciding that crying will not solve anything, you resort to shouting. You shout as much as your lungs can handle.

“Help!! Let me out of here!”

You go on for a few more minutes, banging on the door with all your might. Your voice starts getting hoarse from the effort, intense coughing taking over your body.

The door gets pulled open abruptly, causing you to lose your balance and almost falling down. In front of you stands the last man that you saw before your world went black, the one with the collarbone tattoo. He sneers at you with his disgusting looking teeth.

“How was your night sweetheart?”

Oh how nice it would be to punch his stupid face right about now. But the more rational part of your brain tells you this will not end well, so you choose to stay silent. You stand up straight, rolling your shoulders back. He chuckles at your act of bravery.

“Aww look at you being all brave. Aren’t you just adorable.” He crouches down to be on your level, and you have to resist gagging at his putrid breath.

“Please, I just want to go home.” You silently curse yourself for your wavering voice.

“You’re not going anywhere until we get what we want.” His voice is now laced with barely detectable poison.

“And what is it that you want?”

“Your little boyfriend, Seonghwa,” his lip curls with disdain, “he owes us money. A lot of it. And you’re not getting out of here until he brings us the money.”

Your heart sinks at his words. Seonghwa barely knows you, he’s not even gonna care that they kill you. There’s no way he’s gonna give them money to save your life. Trying to keep it together, you ask more questions.

“Does he know I’m here? How much does he owe? Could I pay instead? Why does he owe you money?” You ramble off nervously.

“Woah woah, that’s a lot of questions missy. First of all, yes he is aware. And we’re just gonna have to wait and see if he saves your pretty face. And trust me, you cannot pay your way out of this.”

Having run out of speech, you mumble incoherent words, too deep in thought.

You hear a stifled laughter and look at the man in front of you. He seems to think this is very funny apparently.

“Your face of panic is hilarious oh my god. Come, come, I’m not gonna keep you here the whole time. I can give you a room of yours if you’d like.”

He leads you into a surprisingly warm looking house. The walls are beige, covered in countless paintings of floral sceneries. As you go through multiples hallways, your nerves are somewhat settled, either due to the house or numbness. You come upon a door at the end of the hallway.

“Here we are. This is your room for the next…however many days you’ll be here. Make yourself home.”

You almost laugh at the ridiculousness of it all. How can you make yourself at home when you could be killed any moment? You enter anyways, jaw dropping to the floor. All around you is the fanciest furniture you have ever laid eyes on.

“What. In. The. World. Why do you even need whatever amount of money Seonghwa owes you if you have all this? I don’t understand.” You keep staring in awe, exploring the whole place.

The man lets out a grunt of discontentment. “It’s honestly just for…a personal revenge.” He sounds almost sheepish. The need for more information is killing you.

“What did Seonghwa do to you?” You ask.

He lets out a heavy sigh, folding his arms. “He used to be a part of our group for a while. A bunch of shit went down, and…long story short, my sister ended up getting involved and Seonghwa killed her.” He said those last few words with a broken whisper.

Your heart clenched at his emotion, along with the shock of Seonghwa killing his sister. You don’t know how to feel. You feel empathy for this man for losing his sister, but you also can’t find it in you to be mad at Seonghwa, no matter the messed up situation.

“Oh I am so sorry.” You whisper an apology for his loss.

He gives you a bitter smile. “It’s been a couple years, it’s gotten better. But I want the money he owes for some kind of consolation. Even if it’s not much.”

You ponder over his words for a few moments. You can understand his pain, and his desire to avenge his sister’s death. You feel conflicted. You want to sympathize with him, but you also can’t help but think he could very well be lying. You also don’t want to think of Seonghwa as a murderer.

“I’m sorry, didn’t mean to get a little sappy there. Anyways, just stay in your room, and I’ll will bring up food for you.” He flips around and exits out the door.

Strangely enough, you don’t feel scared of him. His admission of his feelings softened you up and he didn’t seem to be like the big, bad monster facade he put up. After the exhausted events, your body feels completely worn out. You lay your head on the soft pillow, letting out a long sigh. Before you know it, your mind and body have gone to dreamland.

■□■□

You slowly stir awake, having to squint your eyes due to the bright sun coming through the window. As you come to, your ears pick up yelling. Your body tenses at the sounds, fearing the worst. You slowly make your way to the door and inch the door open a bit. Your mouth is agape at the sight that meets your eyes.

Seonghwa is in the living room, wrestling with the giant body that is your kidnapper. You hear him yell. “Where is she?!!” Your stupid heart can’t help but flutter at the urgency in his voice.

You feel stuck. Wanting to go to Seonghwa but also fearing him from what you heard. Your fast moving thoughts are interrupted as a gun shot rings in the air.

You let out a shrill scream, not having seen who fired and if anyone got hurt.

At the sound of your scream, Seonghwa’s head swivels in your direction. He’s filled with relief as he sees that you’re unharmed. He takes his gun and pushes the immobile man down to the ground.

He runs to you and attempts to grab your hand but you stumble back in fear.

“W-wait, Seonghwa, I don’t-” you stutter over your words, not even sure what you’re trying to say.

He gently grabs onto your arms, and looks into your eyes. “Hey, I know this is all scary. I will explain everything later, I promise. Just trust me please.” He speaks with an incredibly soft voice.

You give him a nod, signaling that it’s ok to go. He puts your hand in his and leads you out. Passing through the living room, you see the man on the floor. He’s moving very slowly, wincing due to the wound in his shoulder. You cling onto Seonghwa tighter, and he squeezes your hand in response.

“He’ll be ok, it’s just his shoulder. We need to leave.” You two step outside into the bright light. He leads you to an awaiting motorcycle and you come to a stop. His hand tugs you forward but you resist.

“I am not getting on that thing.” You stubbornly huff.

“Y/n, please, I promise I’ll keep you safe. I’ve been riding this motorcycle for so long now.”

You fold your arms. “Absolutely not. I’m not going on that dangerous-” you squeal as Seonghwa picks you up and throws you onto his shoulder.

“Sorry Princess, but we gotta get goin.”

He sets you down gently and grabs a helmet for you. Before he puts it on you, he secures a loose strand of hair behind your ear. Your breath hitches and you’re glad to have the cover of the helmet to hide your reddening face.

He slips in front of you and turns on the bike. You have no choice but to snake your arms around his waist. “Ok are you ready for me to move?” You let out a ‘yes’ and he takes off.

You can’t help but notice how tiny his waist is. You selfishly indulge in holding him close and you put your face against his back. Surprisingly, you really enjoy the ride. About 15 minutes after, he parks at an apartment complex. He gets off while taking off his helmet. He helps you with yours and you jump down.

“I hope it’s ok that I brought you to my place. I just figured it’d be safer for you.”

“Yeah that’s fine. I don’t mind. As long as I get an explanation.” You quirk an eyebrow at him in challenge.

Seonghwa chuckles at that. “Of course, I definitely owe you an explanation. Let’s go up.”

You walk up two flights of stairs, getting to his door. You don’t know what you were expecting his place to look like, but you definitely didn’t think it would be so clean. Not a single speck of dust lives on the furniture.

“Wow, not bad at all,” you acknowledge the cleanliness and decor of the space.

He gives you a toothy smile at that. “Thanks!” You both sit down on the big couch, and get comfortable.

“Alright, I’m gonna tell you what actually happened. I’m not sure what he told you, but it’s most likely not the whole truth. So me and those guys, we used to be a group together, selling drugs and honestly just getting ourselves into really dangerous situations. One night, we were on a run for a very wealthy and loyal customer, and we got in the car. Ten minutes in, we finally realized that his younger sister, Tess, sneaked into the car.”

You interrupt him with a question. “How old was she?”

“She was seventeen I believe. And we just had to keep going because we couldn’t be late. We told her to stay put in the car, but of course she didn’t listen. While we were inside the house with the customer, she sneaked out and the guards stopped her. She told them that her brother was in there but they wouldn’t let her go. I guess she got hysterical, so angry that they were being like that. And somehow someone called the police on us, so they had us cornered and we were trying to get out. Tess was right in front of the police. Our only way out was to shoot through. We were almost done, one more officer left. I aimed at him and last minute he jumped behind Tess, and I shot her in the chest.” At this, he had to take a moment to breathe, his throat choking him up.

“We ran to her, trying to stop the bleeding. We rushed her to the hospital, but it was too late. Since that day, Asher hasn’t forgiven me. I don’t blame him, I wouldn’t either. But I didn’t mean it. It was a complete accident. Not a single day goes by that I don’t wish it was me instead of Tess. God she was so young.” He throws his head into his hands, sobbing quietly.

“Seonghwa, it’s not your fault. What happened was completely fucked up, yes, but like you said it was an accident. You can’t do anything about it, but don’t let it eat you up. You’re not a bad person.” You let your hand rest on his knee, trying to comfort him. He looks up at you with teary eyes, countless emotions residing in them. He wraps his arms around you, enveloping you in his scent. You can tell he really needed that hug and validation. You grab onto him tighter as if to squeeze the sadness and regret out of him.

You stay like that for a few minutes, his head burrowed into your neck. You hear his breathing steady and you pull him back up. Taking his hands into yours you ask him if he needs anything.

“What can I do for you? Are you hungry? Need sleep? Tea? Anything.” He seems to tear up even more at that.

“Can we just…cuddle?” He asks while sniffling.

“Yes of course we can. Here or in your bed?” Your heart melts at the vulnerability in his face.

“My bed, if you’re okay with that.”

“Of course, let’s go!” You grab his hand, letting him show you to his room. You decide you’ll take a closer look at his room later, comforting Seonghwa being your priority at the moment. You both get into bed, and he immediately grabs onto you. He turns to his side, nestling his head against your chest. His arm goes around your waist, tugging you closer. You start playing with his long locks of hair, hearing his soft sighs of relaxation.

You look down and realize he’s fallen asleep. He looks so pretty while sleeping. You think back on your last two days, and almost laugh at how absurd it is. So much has happened in the span of 48 hours, but now you just feel so relaxed. Of course, things won’t be this easy for long, you’ll have to deal with some things later.

But for now, you let yourself indulge in Seonghwa’s softness. You give him a fond kiss on the forehead, and allow yourself to drift off with a content sigh.

#ateez #ateez fic #ateez scenarios #mingtinysworld #ateez seonghwa #ateez fluff #seonghwa fluff

[june-again]

1k. (suggestive) misunderstandings, platonic. gn!reader.

“Why do you hate me so much?”

Of all the questions you expected Kaveh the Architect to ask you on what you had supposed to be a first date, this was not among them. Indeed, being the juxtaposing type of question you’d expect any sane suitor to ask, it was flabbergasting, and you could hardly think of a reply to combat this. Your jaw dropped and you peered into his ruby eyes, searching the jewels for a saving clue.

“You can be honest,” he continued bewilderingly. “That’s why I wanted to properly meet you for coffee. So that we could talk like adults.”

No, of all the questions you anticipated coming from someone who had asked you to meet for coffee “as soon as possible,” bringing “just yourself,” this was not among them. But maybe it should have been. The urgent nature of it all may have been a clear enough indicator, had you paid attention. A bit awkwardly you realized how far off your assumptions about this all had been. To think that you’d thought he was trying to get into your pants. Taking you on a date first like an adult. Not asking you to coffee just to talk like one.

Finding no answers in his eyes, you settled your gaze on your joe and pondered. Then at last, with much less certainty than you had intended, you responded, “I… don’t.”

“You don’t what?”

You met his eyes. “I don’t hate you, moron.”

Kaveh visibly bristled. This was how you had expected him to look after you’d turned down his supposed sexual interest as planned. “I don’t buy it. After the way that you talk to me, how you’ve turned down my project ideas, how you talk about me to other people…”

There was much for you to unpack here, but the last point caught your own sense of urgency. Your mug came down onto the table harder than you meant. “I don’t talk about you to other people. What do you mean, how I talk about you to other people?”

“You know.”

“I don’t. Where is this coming from? Kaveh, what the hell?”

He swallowed and spoke with seemingly great effort. “Alhaitham said… that you said… you can’t bear to be around me.”

“Kaveh.”

“Yes?”

“Alhaitham isn’t people. Alhaitham is person. A person who has been known to enjoy messing with you.”

He hesitated, and then declared, “A lot of the stuff he says is true. Even if it’s utterly uncalled for.” Kaveh looked anywhere but at you. “Sorry. I just…”

You looked him up and down. Here, you’d thought he was all of the things he wasn’t. And here he thought you were all of the things that you were not. You let a short laugh slip, and then quickly covered your smile with your knuckle.

He spoke feebly and towards the cafe aisle instead of you. “I’m taking this seriously. I don’t want you to hate me. Can’t we talk about it?”

Oh, it was sweet, and ironic, and delightful, and hilarious.

“Yes, Kaveh. Let’s talk about it.”

He glanced at you and quickly away again, nodding. His avoidance of eye contact made you feel a bit bad, but for only a second. You wanted to get the truth out before you made any attempt at comforting the poor soul.

“I don’t hate you,” you continued. “I don’t even dislike you. I like your company and I think you’re marvelous and creative. I think—and this is what I told Alhaitham—I think that if I spent too much time with you, I’d become more engaged myself, and I’m just not ready for that change in my life. Or I wasn’t. I was too comfortable with the status quo.” You paused to sip your bitter coffee, trying to figure out the words for the rest of it.

“But my projects,” he said, “my project ideas, the ones you refused to help with.”

“You wouldn’t want to do those with little old me,” you replied, simply and honestly.  

“I really would.”

“No, Kaveh. You don’t understand. I’m not brilliant like you. I’m a materialist, a realist, a square-cut function-obsessed gadgeter. I don’t do pretty designs. I can’t contribute to—” You gestured as if his mind was splayed out as a galaxy of ideas before you. “—All that.”

He tilted his head, looking again keen and reactionary. 

“And I’m sorry,” you finally said, “for how… for how blunt I can be. And I know I can be mean. I swear it’s just the way I talk, it’s not—”

He cut you off. “So I’m not the one you hate?”

“What do you…” It was your turn to cock your head. 

“I mean…” He raised an eyebrow, not mockingly. “You’re just unhappy, aren’t you?”

You set your mug down and leaned your elbows onto the table. He looked intently back at you now. Like a friend. Like someone who cared about being hated by you, and someone who cared about you hating yourself.

You cleared your throat, grasping at the straws of a changed subject. “I thought this was gonna be a date, nitwit. Not a therapy session.”

“A date?” He looked horrified.

You laughed at his expression, feeling all sorts of relieved. “Good to know neither of us were looking for that.”

“Tell me: Why would I ask you on a date if I thought you hated me?”

“Oh, Kaveh.”

“That doesn’t make an inch of sense.”

“Speaking of inches. Are you sure you want those columns in that desert library design to be that thick? Why not just have a few more columns among the shelves?”

And as quickly as that, the fear and sensitivity in his face faded and was replaced by glowing defense of his idea. 

The supposed date turned into a shrewd planning convention and you watched the remaining tension leak from his fingertips as he gestured at his invisible designs in the air. You thought, yes, this is why I can’t bear to be around him. He’s so bright and alive. It burns my eyes.

But you were alive too, thanks to the warm late-night caffeine. And thanks also, perhaps, to the feeling that the conversation you had avoided earlier might come around again, and that you didn’t mind that. You didn’t mind the idea of more conversations with Kaveh.

author's note. i don't know, guys, i think i'm obsessed with being this guy's friend. and... yeah, this is sort of a vomit of words about how easily social signals are misinterpreted, especially when you're ANTISOCIAL like me. i'm fine though. do not worry.

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[thethickerside]

…I ain’t forget.

Rebound.

(This sorry takes place in an alternate universe, where Letitia isn’t an actor, and she doesn’t behave the way she would normally, especially in the public.)

Warnings: LOTS OF SEXUAL TENSION. Two characters who love to tease.

This isn’t proof-read really well, so forgive me if there is any spelling or grammar errors.

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“At tonight’s halftime performance, we are joined by Alexandra McCoy!” The large jumbo torn that hung from the ceiling plastered the famous singer’s face. She smiled lightly and looked side to side behind her shades. Times like this are the ones she dreaded. Don’t get her wrong, she adored the love and support, but she’s always battled with anxiety.

The game had went by pretty quickly, and now it was time for her performance. She was standing on a platform stage that was put in the middle of the floor. Alexandra started off her performance with her hit song “Distraction.” While performing she could point out a familiar figure watching her.

It was the basketball star Letitia Wright sitting alongside her friends, Eva Apio, and Courtney Williams. She was currently there to watch her fellow WNBA friends play in support. Alexandra could see her whisper something to Courtney before laughing lightly. Letitia flashed a smile, her gold grills being exposed. “Do me a favor…” Alexandra sang. Her shy personality had seemed to disappear, as she performed with a level of confidence that was unknown. The crowd roared as two female background dancers appeared next to her, both dancing intimately with the superstar. Alexandra’s sexuality has always been speculated. It became a hot topic after Alexandra was recently caught having a messy breakup with her ex boyfriend outside of a restaurant after she was spotted making out with an European model. So when Letitia saw Alexandra’s eyes lock on hers, she got the memo.

As the song went on, Alexandra made it a point to lock her eyes on Letitia’s. They had never met, but they were very aware of each other. By the time her performance had ended, Letitia had already contemplated whether or not she should go find Alexandra or not.

“I shouldn’t go find her…that would be too much.” She thought to herself. She sat in silence for a bit before looking over to Eva. “I’ll be back.” Letitia got up out of her seat and went on a tiny quest to find Alexandra. She didn’t have to look hard, as Alexandra was standing outside of her dressing room. “Hey…I adored your performance.” Letitia told her.

Alexandra removed her attention from her long red finger nails and looked up at Letitia. “Thank you so much…I really love your work.” Alexandra had watched a lot of Letitia’s roles before, so she was very well aware of the talent she displayed. “Do you wanna come in?” Alexandra asked

Letitia walked into the dressing room, taking notice of a couple of things. Alexandra had soul music playing in the background with a lavender scented candle lit. She had taken off her costume and removed her makeup. She had her reading glasses on, and was currently in her Kimono style robe. “Sorry for the mess…” Alexandra said timidly. Letitia took note of how her persona and stage was completely different from how she was face to face. “It’s not messy at all, don’t even worry about it! But…I would really like it if you came and sat next to me…do you mind?” Letitia asked. She could tell that Alexandra was nervous.

After looking at Tish for a couple of seconds, she smiled lightly and sat down next to her, leaving a nice amount of space between the two of them. “So…what made you leave the game so early?” Alexandra asked. “Well…honestly, I came here to ask you out…but I felt like it may have been too early. So I’m just going to talk to you.”

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After a long flirtatious and hilarious conversation about various topics, the two women ended up leaving the arena and sitting Letitia’s car, currently located in the private parking area.

“I’m really surprised paparazzi didn’t catch us.” Alexandra chuckled. “They probably did. We just didn’t see them.” Letitia said as she leaned back in her seat. She turned her head and gazed at the other woman. “But you know…I wouldn’t mind being on tmz with you.” She licked her bottom lip and tilted her head. “Can I ask you a question?” She asked.

Alexandra gazed at Letitia while a light smirk played on her lips. “Ask away.” She purred out. “That model you were seen with about a month back…was she good?” Letitia reached over and rested her hand on the other woman’s thigh. “She was alright…why do you ask?” Letitia slowly leaned into the other woman, and poked her cheek with her tongue. “Do you think she would be better than me?” Letitia asked.

Letitia Wright’s WNBA career had (for the most part) been relatively smooth. There weren’t any angry outbursts on the court, or scandals…that is until last month. Last month, The star basketball player was caught un-tying a women’s bathing suit, leaving her topless on a yacht. The mysterious woman was soon identified as Letitia’s long time girlfriend. The couple soon broke up after that incident.

“I’ve heard something’s about you through the grapevine…if that says something.” Alexandra looked at Letitia with challenging eyes. At this point, the pair were in a will they won’t they phase. The sexual tension was evident, but they couldn’t ignore who they were.

“As much as I would love continuing this conversation, I do have to get back before my management starts to worry…” Alexandra said while gazing at the other women’s lips. “…I understand.” Letitia said. Her grills were peeking out with every single word that came from her mouth. Alexandra gazed at Letitia for a couple of seconds before leaning over and whispering in her ear.

What she whispered will be unknown for now.

Upon hearing the sultry words, Letitia smirked and rubbed her bottom lip. Alexandra pulled away while smiling and reached for the car door handle. “Next time I want a goodbye present from you.” Letitia said mischievously.

Alexandra rubbed her lips together and stepped out of the car. She bent down and raised her eyebrow at Letitia’s comment. “Be patient.” She said. With only those two words, Alexandra closed the car door and walked away.

Those two words played over and over in Letitia’s mind for the rest of the day. She found herself laying in her bed in the middle of the night, staring up at the ceiling. “Be patient…hmm.” She said while pondering over Alexandra’s words.

Alexandra, on the other hand had come home and immediately started her relaxation routine she does after every performance. She ordered food, watched her favorite TV show, and was currently sitting in her jacuzzi bathtub, scrolling through her phone. She had g given the interaction with Letitia too much thought.

Until, a notification popped up on her phone.

LetitiaWright started following you.

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Should I make this a short Series?

#letitia wright #black panther #letitia x reader #shuri fic #shuri x reader #black women #letitia wright smut #shuri smut #toxic shuri #letitia wright scotty

[neilperrydeservedbetter1959]

a sad marylily moment (i'm sorry)

Lily's laughing. Why is she laughing so much? What's James got to say that is so damn funny, so goddamn fucking hilarious, that it has Lily wiping literal tears out of her eyes?? What the hell is he saying to he—

"You know staring holes in the side of his head won't make him go away, right?" Marlene asks, one hand gripping a fork like a trident, her breakfast omlette balancing precariously on the prongs, with the other arm leaned on Dorcas' shoulder. Dorcas has started joining them every morning for breakfast. Not that Mary minds—not at all, honestly, but it just reminds her a little more of what she can't have, of who she can't have, who happens to be laughing with her newly-minted boyfriend a few tables down. Not that she's bitter, of course. She can't be bitter that two of her friends are happy and in love, what kind of friend would she be if she was?

The kind that's hopelessly in love with her best friend... maybe that kind.

"I'm not trying to make him go away, what're you talking about? I'm really happy for them, they seem perfect together." Mary may not be known for her lying skills, but she's trying her absolute hardest in this moment to be as deceptive as Remus when he gets asked about where he was the night of a full moon. The last thing she needs right now is Marlene commenting on her feelings.

The blonde raises her eyebrows at her but eventually shrugs and turns back to her food, so Mary thinks she's in the clear, for now. From the unimpressed look Dorcas throws her way, though, her lying could've been better. She’s looking at Mary like she just openly declared that she's not happy for the couple and that she is, in fact, full of shit.

See, the thing is, Mary knows she's full of shit. Mary knows that Dorcas knows she's full of shit, and Mary also knows that after this conversation, Marlene knows that Dorcas knows that Mary's full of shit, so everybody know's Mary's full of shit and and Mary would like to prolong this period of time in which Marlene is too tired meddle in Mary's shit, thank. you. very. much. She can only send Dorcas a pleading look that she hopes conveys the message, i know i know but please keep your girlfriend off my back about this, i'm gettting over it, really, i swear, but she isn't sure it all fit in the one glance. She also doesn't think it matters, as Lily just kissed James on the cheek and— wait. LILY JUST KISSED JAMES ON THE CHEEK??? and oh my god what the fuck what the fuck is this what dying feels like? God this sucks, maybe i’m not getting over it, maybe i’m getting worse, is transferring schools an option? I think Beauxbatons might be a good choice—

"You look like someone just kicked a pygmy puff," Marlene concernedly interjects into Mary's spiraling thoughts, and, okay, maybe Marlene isn't as unobservant as Mary was hoping she was. "You know he's good for her, right? I mean, I know you had feelings for her too, same as him, but I honestly think this is for the best. You don't have to worry about how he's treating her, I mean, no offense, but he's probably even better for her than you would've been, you know? I-"

Marlene gets cut off by a sharp elbow that Dorcas lodged directly between her eighth and ninth rib, but the damage has already been done. If Mary looked sad before, now she looks positively devastated.

Mary can hear the uncertainty in her own voice, as if she isn't quite sure if she wants to know the answer as she asks, "Why is he better for her than I would've been?"

Mary can't understand how Marlene, one of her best friends, could ever think that Mary wouldn't have given Lily absolutely everything in her, every shred of love she had gathered over her seventeen years of life—they're all for Lily; who else could they possibly be for? Mary would fly to space and move the planets herself if Lily asked her to make them align, she'd set herself on fire just for Lily's eyes to gaze at her, only her, for even a second longer. How could Marlene think her love isn't enough?

"It's just, I mean," Marlene huffs a laugh, "He worships the ground she walks on!"

"I worshipped the ground she walked on!" Mary wanted to cry out, because how could she, in this moment of disbelief, tell anything but the absolute truth? Mary’s shocked and hurt that Marlene thinks her adoration of Lily pales in comparison to James', simply because, what, she didn't physically shout it from the tabletops every chance she got? And how could she? She's a girl, and Lily's a girl, and Mary had heard enough of the nasty whispers about Marlene and Dorcas when they came out to understand that it's received differently by your peers when you're of the same sex as the person you love. You saw everything I wrote about her, I told you everything about how I felt, how could you say it wouldn't have been enough? Do you honestly think that I'm not good enough for her? Do you think he is? Is anyone? Mary doesn't think so; she thinks Lily will forever be too good for anyone she loves, but Mary would have loved to have not been good enough and just been chosen anyway.

But instead of saying all of that—instead of spilling her thoughts at the breakfast table as surely as her heart is spilling her hurt onto the floor, pooling around her feet in shades of scarlet, dulling into a muddy brown as it dries in the time she hesitates to think all of this—Mary laughs it off. "Yeah, you're probably right," she says, "He's surely better for her than me," and she actually thinks she believes it.

Because James fucking Potter is “the sun” (as everyone around her has started to call him), and he shows his love for Lily through grand gestures that overtake rooms like sunbeams on a cold February morning, and everyone around is forced to watch in the same way that the sun captures everything in its path as unwilling witnesses to its shine. His love wraps around Lily like a strangling hug that you never want to end, and if she truly was a flower like her name, she'd be flourishing in it. And if all this is true, if James is the sun and Lily is a flower, then Mary is surely the earth where the flower is planted; she's a home, she's hands to hold her, she's a necessity to Lily's life, but she will never be what Lily truly wants, or what she wakes up for in search of each day. She will never be James Potter, she will never be his love, or his light, and one day she'll ditch all the metaphors and the complex emotions and she'll come to terms with the fact that she never would have been enough.

But until then, she'll sit here, eat her pancakes, and feel like dirt.

#harry potter #the marauders #marauders #marauders era #mary macdonald #lily evans #james potter #jily #marylily #marlene mckinnon #dorcas meadowes #francoise dorleac #sirius black #remus lupin #wolfstar #peter pettigrew #james & peter & remus & sirius #loosely based off of my own life experience from the other day that stuck with me

[larriescompass]

Promise In The Sky by Throwthemflowers ( @hazzabeeforlou )

i remember i read this fic a while ago, and it had me in absolute tears. it’s so beautifully written and it really made me want to give the author a hug ❤️ it’s really painful and i felt so sorry for both harry and louis, my heart was aching for them the entire time i was reading.

Have Love, Will Travel by @kingsofeverything

can i say that this fic was fucking hilarious. i was laughing my ass off when louis got his bum stuck in that cave. i really loved the build of the tension in this fic, and the forced close proximity between the two of them. i’m always a sucker for that. the activities they did sounded like so much fun too, it was really entertaining to read.

mirrorball by cherryboys

oh the chokehold this fic has on me. i looped mirrorball for weeks after reading this. i always relate the lyrics to this version of louis. i love how inspired this fic was by the song, and how it all came together at the end. i also loved the slow build between louis and harry. i am a sucker for enemies to lovers. i told all of my friends about this fic when i finished it.

The Admiration Project by blixciit

wow wow wow wow. i adored this fic. i loved louis’ internal monologue and how he “hated” harry for so long, only to fall for him. the concept of the fic was really well done and it’s such a unique idea as well. it came together beautifully and i absolutely sobbed when i finished it.

ti dedico le autostrade che portano al mare (i dedicate to you the highways that bring you to the sea) by me_her_themoon ( @dreamersdivin-headfirst )

this fic was so good! i loved the scenery of it, and the relationship between louis and harry. i absolutely love angst, and this fic had a lot of it. so of course i enjoyed it!! i loved the plot twists too!! luke made me want to punch a wall. i loved harry, and now i really want a harry for myself. i loved the bakery he worked in. i’ve always wanted to travel or move somewhere like italy, so i really really loved this fic. some of the comments Giuseppe made were so funny, and they made me laugh too.

if the sun don’t shine by @falsegoodnight

i conveniently read this around the time where we were learning about dreams and the brain in my psychology class. so i definitely think this helped me on my psych test lol. i really really loved this fic, and i loved that harry played the violin. i found it so adorable the way the boys met as well, it seemed very intimate. i loved the soulmate concept of it too, it was genius. i also loved luci as well, and how she had a story to her too. it was also beautifully written.

now you're in my life (I can't get you off my mind) by we_are_the_same ( @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed )

as someone who identifies as asexual, this fic really touched me. i needed to read this fic because mentally, it really helped me. i’ve struggled a lot with accepting my identity and i felt so close to harry throughout the entire fic. i was crying pretty much the entire time i was reading. i’m just so happy harry got to have a partner that supports and respects him. i could only wish that for myself one day. after i finished reading, i honestly looked at my identity and the world in a new, and brighter light. i just really want to thank the author for writing this fic, it’s truly touched my heart, and i’ll never forget it.

across city skyline (and straight through my heart) by Halos_Boat

i remember i absolutely loved this fic. there was SO much angst and it was soooo good! i loved the dynamic between louis and harry, and how louis developed a crush on harry. i am also such a sucker for bakery aus! it was really well written and i loved the plot twist!! i have to reread this soon!!

Don’t Go In The Woods by guccikings ( @harryeatsburger )

if you like thrillers or creepy stories, i am on my knees and begging you to read this. this fic is probably in my top five favorite fics i’ve ever read over the years. it’s so fucking creepy!!!! i stayed up all night and read it in one go because i just could not put it down!! i had to know what happened next!! i was so stressed and scared reading this too, but in a good way. the plot is literal gold, and i would sell my kidneys to read this again for the first time. now that i’ve read it, i can safely say that i will never go camping! everybody needs to read this, it’s such an underrated gem!! i told all of my friends and i think even my mom about this fic, that’s how fucking good it is. read it.

What If It’s Us? by lovelarry10 ( @chloehl10 )

okay, so you know when you’re reading something SO adorable that you have a warm ball swell up in your chest? that was my chest the entire time i was reading this fic. i usually don’t read fics with this kind of plot, but the art was amazing and i just couldn’t help myself! and i am so glad that i read it, too! it was SO fucking good, and i think i finished it in one go. it was so cute, and i laughed, cried, and smiled so fucking wide my cheeks hurt. this is such a comfort fic, and i definitely need to read it again soon!

Beautiful War by itsmotivatingcara

this fic was really good and intense! i loved the supernatural elements of the story, and the fact that there was a mad man out to get louis lol! i loved how protective harry became of louis as well, there were so many intense moments that kept me on my toes. i read this one super quickly, and i would definitely read it again soon!!

still take you home by cherryboys

i loved the neighbors au in this fic, it was so adorable. this whole entire fic felt like a warm hug, it was just filled with adorable moments. i read it a long time ago, and i still think about it. i definitely need to read it again.

California Sold by @isthatyoularry

i absolutely adored this fic. i loved the aspect of louis being demisexual, and how special and intimate his relationship with harry was. this fic is the reason olivia is one of my favorite one direction songs. it was beautifully written, and i need to read this one again too!

Literally Making Love by Brooklyn_Babylon ( @twopoppies )

i always adore this author’s writing, but i specifically loved this fic in particular. the concept of the fic was absolutely incredible, and i loved how louis literally built harry. i wish i could do that to my soulmate lol. i loved the innocence harry had, and how louis had to teach him to do everything. the way harry fixed louis’ loneliness made my heart swell with happiness. the writing is beautiful. it’s truly an amazing fic, everyone should go read it.

Own The Scars by @crinkle-eyed-boo

i think this is probably in my top two favorite fics i’ve ever read. i’ve never read a fic so fast, and it just felt like i got lost in the story. this story was so fucking incredible to read, the angst was amazing. i loved the plot so much. i’ve read this story twice, and it was just as good the second time, maybe even better. there was this one description of harry, that still sticks with me to this day.

Louis rests his chin on Harry’s chest, taking the opportunity to admire him. His hair is falling across his face; his mouth hangs open slightly, his bottom lip pouting. Peach fuzz dusts his chin, upper lip, and patches of his cheeks. Louis gingerly slides his hand out of Harry’s loose grip. Careful not to wake him, he sweeps the hair off Harry’s face, tucking it behind his ear. He gently strokes the strong line of his jaw and then the slope of his cheeks. Harry scrunches his nose and snuffles; Louis withdraws his hand and holds his breath, fearing that he’s woken him. Harry’s face relaxes a few seconds later and Louis sighs in relief. He continues his exploration, keeping his touch feather-light, gently smoothing out the furrow between Harry’s eyes and tracing the shape of his brows.

He’s beautiful.

there’s no way out (but down) by @ohpleaselarry

this fic was incredible. i would sell my right foot to read this again for the first time, if i’m being honest. the plot and the supernatural elements of the fic were both amazing. i loved how connected harry was to louis, like he’s his own personal superhero. god, everything about this fic was absolutely amazing, please do yourself a favor and read it!! i recommend this to everyone i talk to. 

Back To Seventeen by crimsontheory ( @ireallysawanangel )

this fic was soooo adorable! i love teacher fics so much! i read this one really quickly as well. i loved the rekindled romance between the two of them, and how harry absolutely melted around louis. it was absolutely adorable.

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I’m probably forgetting a bunch of fics that i’ve read, but i wanted to spread some holiday love to these incredible authors. i hope you all have an incredible holiday, and an even better new year! i’m sending hugs to all of you ❤️

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july 2023 update.

Pour Your Heart Out by @hrrytomlinson

after just finishing this fic for the second time, there’s no way i can’t not add it. this masterpiece gave me constant whiplash. one page i was sobbing, then the next i was smiling so hard that my cheeks hurt. it’s so beautifully written and louis’ character is the embodiment of the sun. i loved the soul mark aspect, it’s brilliant and so well executed. everything about this fic was incredible and so well thought out. harry’s character development made me so proud of him. i would stay up late because i couldn’t put this fic down, and my friend would wake up in the morning to me sending screenshots of adorable scenes and messages of me freaking out over this fic. please do yourself a favor and read this incredible work of art.

#happy holidays everyone! #fic recs #fics to read #larry stylinson fic rec

[carolinetano7567]

A Rex x female Jedi General reader :3

Warnings: None. Word count: 2,497 (sorry y’all)

“C’mon, General, you could use the fun! What’s one night at 79’s gonna do to you?” Fives pleaded as he threw his arms out. “Yeah,” Jesse agreed, grinning slightly. “This is just the thing we need.” You sighed heavily. You were sore, and tired. You had just come back from a traumatic battle on Felucia, and you had lost many good men in the 501st. Quite honestly, you wanted to go hide in your room and be left alone for weeks to mourn them. 

“I don’t know, boys.” You rested your hands on your hips and looked up into the bustling skies of Coruscant in the fading daylight. You had managed to escape from the confrontation of the Temple to a solitary platform that Captain Rex had showed you long ago. You had spent many long hours conversing with the Captain up here. It was like a safe haven for the two of you. The sounds of the traffic were less clamorous up here. It was just you, and a small square of sky amidst cloud-piercing buildings. 

“I…I think I ought to just stay here.” You mumbled. You still felt as if a great weight was upon your shoulders. Fives furrowed his brow and took a few steps closer to you. 

“I know where you’re at, General. I’ve been there, myself.” The ARC Trooper let out a bitter chuckle. “But believe me when I say…” He searched your eyes for a sign of approval. “A couple of drinks with merry company is just what you need.” He finished, and gave a lopsided grin; one that had become quite familiar to you in recent months. 

“And!” Jesse added, a glint of good humor twinkling in his eye. “The Captain will be there.” He wiggled his eyebrows as he did when he teased you about Captain Rex. Your heart did a slight flutter at the sound of his name, but you kept your face stoic. 

“I see.” You nodded nonchalantly. You knew better. Rex had been fighting side-by-side with you…you knew the last thing he wanted was to party with his drunk brothers. 

“Rex never goes to 79’s. He’s too consumed by his business and that of General Skywalker. You’re pulling my leg.” You shook your head and gave a slight laugh. 

“Well…uh—” Five’s hand sought the back of his head and scratched it. “Jess and I may or may not have convinced him to come by saying you’d be there.” He flushed, and laughed nervously. 

“Insubordination!” You yelped, and sent a playful punch to his shoulder. “Why the kriff would you do that to me?!” You rolled your eyes and huffed, unable to contain a small smile. 

“Pleaaase, General y/n?” Jesse pouted. You knew he was milking it…and it was working. Fives peered at you through his amber eyes, begging you to join them. 

“ALL RIGHT!” You cried, exasperated. You threw your hands in the air. “I’LL COME.” 

Jesse and Fives hooted and cheered. “But you…Mr. Matchmaker,” You said, jabbing a finger at Fives. “Are paying.” 

Fives snickered, and nodded. “I expected nothing less, General. Come on. Mine and Jess’s Speeders are over here. Now you get the joy of choosing which of us you wanna plague on the way to 79’s.” He winked. 

“Oh, you’re hilarious.” Your tone dripped with sarcasm. “Seeing as you’ve already proved to be a pain in the rear this evening, I’ll catch a ride with Jesse, thank you very much.” You chuckled, and Jesse smiled. 

“I-I’m honored, General!” He exclaimed, and saluted. “Calm down, Jesse, it’s y/n, not General Kenobi.” Fives laughed as he mounted his speeder. You smiled, and clambered onto Jesse’s behind him. 

“Heads up, General. He drives like he’s fresh outta the tube!” Fives teased from a few yards away. 

“I do not, Fives! Stop making me look bad!” Jesse shouted back, and flushed. “S-sorry, General.” He apologized sheepishly. You suppressed a laugh, and patted his shoulder. “It’s quite alright, Jesse.” You chuckled and gave a content sigh. “It’s quite alright.” 

Arriving at the bustling platform of 79’s you were shocked at the amount of Clones gathered on it, and making their way either in, or out of the bar. The flashing neon lights of the sign pierced the darkness, and threw vidid splashes of color across your white robes. 

“Well, looks like we won’t be alone, tonight!” Fives exclaimed as he dismounted his speeder. “When are we ever alone here, Fives?” Jesse rubbed his temples as if a headache was coming over him. Fives stretched, and popped his fingers. “Who’s ready to get kriffing wasted!” He bellowed. You strode up behind him, and slapped him upside the head in one swift motion. “No, Sir you’re not! We have a strategy meeting in the morning! I forbid you get ‘wasted’.” Fives blushed and chuckled. “I was only mostly joking with all due respect, General.” He methodically explained. “Mhm. I see that.” You eyed him as you walked in stride with him into the bar. It was bustling on the inside. Part of you feared being recognized, but the rest of you didn’t care. You were here to forget, and throw caution to the wind for a few hours. You’d deal with the consequences later. It was hard to concentrate on just one area of the bar, seeing as there were many mixed dynamics unfolding every few feet…but a particular figure caught your eye. A solitary clone, sitting hunched over at the bar with his fingers running absently around the rim of his shot glass. You recognized him instantly. 

“Ey, General!” Fives called, waving you over to a booth. He had found Echo, Hardcase, and Kix and was asking if you wanted a go at darts. You shook your head, and motioned towards the bar, hoping he would get the message. Fives grinned, and nodded. 

A good man, that Fives. 

And a good soldier. 

As crazy as he was, he genuinely was a kind, and caring soul. But now as you squeezed through a labyrinth of dancing, drinking Clones…your thoughts were only focused on one soul. You knew Rex felt every loss just as deeply as you did. He merely had a better way of hiding it. You were right behind him now, but his head was hung, and he had not noticed you. 

“You know, when Fives said you’d be here, I thought he was joking.” You slid onto the barstool beside him, thus announcing your presence. 

“Oh! G-General!” Rex stammered, and his head shot up. He raised his eyebrows, and peered in an intrigued manor at you. “I…could say the same about you.” He began slowly. “Can I buy you a drink?” He politely offered. You smiled, and shook your head. “The drink I’ll take, but put it on Fives’s tab. He’s paying this evening.” You nodded firmly. 

“Ahh, I see.” Rex chuckled, and a small grin pulled at his lips. He cast a glance over his shoulder and rolled his eyes seeing how dramatically Fives was telling another one of his daring tales. He finished off what was left in his shot glass, and waved down the bar tender, insisting that your oder be put on Fives’s tab. 

“All of his shenanigans aside— I’m glad you’re here, General.” Rex looked at you, and you thought that his eyes looked older than when you’d seen them last. “Please, Rex,” You sighed as you looked down at the counter. “Call me by my name…just when it’s us.” Rex’s eyes widened a bit, but he nodded as if he’d just been given an order his life depended on. “Understood, y/n.” 

The way he said it made you flush, which you wanted to kick yourself for. “Are you doing alright…just—y’know, after the other day. I don’t want to ruin the evening, I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.” You asked as you received your shot. Rex looked bitterly into his. 

“Nothing I’m not used to.” He shrugged. 

“I didn’t ask if you were nullified to it, I asked if you were okay.” You gently reinforced. Rex took this into consideration. “I-I’ll be alright. Thanks for asking.” You noticed a hint of blush had crept up into his cheeks, but figured it was just the alcohol. You’re heart ached. You could see the hurt in his dark eyes. You could sense his heaviness and grief. After downing your shot, you waved down the bartender for another. 

“I didn’t think that you drank.” Rex quietly observed. “I do tonight.” You replied with a small sigh. Rex creased his brow and gazed at you. You wanted to look back at him, but you could not meet his eyes. 

At that moment, a song started blaring from the speakers and the whole crowd went up in a riot. You could hardly hear yourself think. Then Rex laid his hand firmly on your shoulder as he rose from his seat. “Follow me.” He shouted to be heard above the noise. You chuckled, and followed on Rex’s heels through crowds, out the back door, and into the cool night. There was a small balcony that was used for deliveries that was seemingly deserted. Even the sounds of traffic paled in comparison to the obnoxious concoction of noises in the bar. Your chest rose, and you exhaled contently, mind eased by the quieter atmosphere. “Much obliged to you, Rex.” You winked. Rex rested his arms across the railing of the balcony. You did the same, and stole a glance up at him. His lips were pursed, and his eyes were distant…but he was as handsome as ever. 

“How about you?” He asked suddenly, still not looking down at you. You tilted your head to the side. 

“Pardon?” You further inquired. 

“Are you…okay?” 

Your heart skipped a beat. Of course you weren’t okay. But how on earth could you tell him that without lying to him? 

“Dunno,” You quickly shrugged and turned your head away. Rex shifted to where his side leaned against the railing.

“You don’t know?” He repeated doubtfully. “Y/n, I have a hard time believing that.” 

You bit your lip as tears stung your eyes. You hadn’t cried for them yet, you hadn’t gotten a chance to. But Rex was here now, and he cared about you. Could you cry in front of him? 

“I just…” Your breath got caught in your throat. You heaved and your lower lip trembled as your self control started to slip. “I failed them.” You whispered as a tear fell. Rex instinctively took a step closer to you. 

“Y/n, no you didn’t…” He quietly contradicted. 

“I did, too!” You sobbed, swiftly turning and looking up at him. “Every one of those boys died at my command! Their blood is on my hands! I was the officer in charge.” Tears streamed down your face, and you choked as you sobbed. Rex simply stood there, unsure of himself or what to do. He slowly raised his arm, and laid his hand on your shoulder. “I understand.” He whispered. “I…understand.” You pressed your hands to your heaving chest, and leaned into the Captain as you were overcome by sobs. Rex did nothing for a moment, but after observing the situation, he gently folded his arms over your shoulders. He gently patted your back and hushed you. “There now, you’ll be alright.” He whispered. You shook your head slightly and heaved. Rex pulled away, and held you by the shoulders. He looked deeply into your tear-filled eyes. “Y/n, listen to me. It’s not your fault. In battle the loss of life is inevitable. I was out there with you, and you commanded those troops to the best of your ability. The lives lost were due to the enemy, not you. I know that, and those boys knew that. Understand?” He finished gently. You sniffed, and nodded realizing how ridiculous you must look. Then another thought kicked in. Your face was only inches away from Rex’s. The city lights glimmered in his dark eyes like nothing you’d ever seen.

“Can—can I have another hug?” You meekly asked, feeling your already red face flush. Rex’s eyes widened for a moment before he cleared his throat and regained his composure. “I—sure. Sure you can.” His eyes darted about as if making sure no one was around to see you. You put your arms around his waist, and he held you slightly tighter than before. You slowly started to steady your shaky breaths, and calm your spirits. “Thank you.” You whispered after a moment…but you did not pull away. Rex did not make you. You then realized just how long you had wanted to hug the Captain. You went directly against the Jedi code in what you felt for the Captain, but was it really a bad thing? This “attachment,” had brought no pain. Instead it had brought happiness, and light to you. You looked up into Rex’s face, and moved back a step. 

“Rex, I—” you began, unsure of what to say. You knew what you felt, but how could you put it into words? 

“I’m here.” Rex grinned and your heart leapt. 

“I think…” You began quietly. “I think you’re a wonderful person. I admire and respect you very much…would it be so wrong for a General to fall in love with her Captain?” You let your words hang in the air as Rex stood before you in shock. “Y/n…” He stuttered. “Are—are you serious?” He blinked as his breathing quickened. 

“I am, Rex.” You looked into his eyes with an unwavering gaze, anticipating the worst. 

“All this time…” Rex breathed. “I thought it was something wrong with me.” His eyes scanned you, and you sensed the conflict within him. “I…” He began, but you took his gloved hand in yours, cutting him off. Now you knew his blushing was from more than the alcohol. 

“I understand.” You smiled at him as your heart started to pound inside your chest. Rex hesitantly drew you by the hand closer to him, you could have sworn there were tears in his eyes. You gazed up into his deep brown eyes, and your stomach back flipped. His eyes were seemingly alight with some newfound glow. He leaned his head down, and you could feel his breath as your foreheads pressed together. 

“I’ve…never done this to anyone before.” He bashfully admitted, releasing a wry chuckle. You grinned, and cupped the side of his face with your hand. “Neither have I, so maybe we’ll have beginner’s luck.” You joked. Rex shut his eyes, and softly brushed his lips against yours, sending an electric shock wave through you. Your eyes fluttered shut, and as you slid your arms around his neck, you noted to thank Fives for inviting you out that evening. You had needed it more than you realized. 

#Captain Rex x reader #Fives #Jesse #The Clone Wars #for all my Rex simps :D

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Hey hey heyyyyyy

Can i request lee oikawa and lers iwa, mattsun, and makki? Fnfjdjs

Heyo! I'm really sorry anon, but I could not for the life of me find a way to fit Mattsun and Maki into this. I honestly can't remember much of anyone in that team besides Iwa and Oikawa these days. I need to rewatch Haikyuu hehe.

Still! I hope you like it! :D

CW: Swearing

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The second the door shut, Oikawa was scrambling for freedom.

“Get over here you son of a-” Iwa’s words were cut off by the squeal of terror Oikawa let loose when he was grabbed from behind, arms around his waist as he was yanked back into the couch. “You thought you could pull what you did today and get away with it?”

“Iwa! Iwa wahahhahahhait!”

~~~8 or so hours earlier~~~

Oikawa was bored.

The one day off he finally lets himself have, and Iwa has to go to class! He wouldn’t even skip! 

“I can’t just skip class, Toru. What’s gonna happen when I really do need to skip?”

“You’re gonna go anyway cause you’re too stubborn to acknowledge illness.”

“Watch it…I’ll be home tonight. Just- entertain yourself until then. Take a nap, watch a movie, go on a jog- find something to do.”

Oikawa could really have done any of those things, but they weren’t nearly as fun without Iwa!

‘Come home?’ He texted an hour into the day, knowing how silly he was being but not caring one bit.

‘Later. Class is starting soon- love you, bye.’ Iwa’s text came back.

Oikawa rolled his eyes as he let his phone flop against his chest, groaning dramatically. He texted too much- usually Iwa would humor his back and forth for at least a few seconds. He was starting to learn his ways.

“Class is starting soon my butt.” Oikawa glared at the phone, switching to his socials soon after. Some scrolling here, some liking posts there- he left what he felt was a hilarious comment under Mattsun’s recent sunset photo, but gave up when Mattsun replied with a simple “???”. How tiresome.

He was about to call up Maki to see if he was available when a video came into his feed- one that made him stop and stare.

“Is it recording? Great! Hi, my name is Hinata Shoyo- and this is what I like to call: Tickle me Kageyama!” In the video the redhead turned to his friend, jumping on him and attacking his ribs with reckless abandon. Kageyama practically squawked, flailing in his chair while swearing every bad word he knew at him. Soon though- he was laughing up a storm, pig snorts mixing with endless bouts of laughter.

“Don’t swear so much, Shoyo’s sister might be watching!” He didn’t recognize the voice behind the camera, but he sounded very amused. A taller guy with a close shaved head waved at the camera before jumping in, further driving Kageyama up the wall. “Get ‘em, Tanaka! Hehehe!”

The video ended not long after that, the replay button taunting Oikawa like a flashing light. His body was tingling all over. God I wish that was me…

Panicked, he tossed his phone into the nearest pillow, shaking his head. No, no- don’t start feeling like that right now! Iwa’s not gonna be home for another decade! And even when he did get home…

When he got home…

A new idea came to mind, and Oikawa snickered in glee as he grabbed his phone, pulling up the texts…

~~~4 hours ago~~~

It was agony waiting until Iwa’s first class was over, but he knew his boyfriend wouldn’t be on his phone during class. He waited until he knew class was over before beginning his attack.

The first thing was simple. A picture of a heart, sparkly and pink. Eventually the text said ‘read’ but nothing appeared after. Oikawa could picture Iwa’s confused face as he looked upon the picture.

A moment later, he sent a gif of a shower of hearts, followed by ‘Does this make you think of anything?’

Bubbles. Then: ‘You’re having a heart attack?’

It took everything in Oikawa not to send a rolling eye emoji.

‘I’m thinking of how much I love you~’ He texted, followed by three pink heart emojis. He waited- then.

‘Stop it.’ Iwa wrote.

‘Why?’

‘You know why.”

‘Iwa-chan~’

‘I’m on campus!’

‘And you told me to find something entertaining to do. <3”

‘Find something else.’

‘Can I find the words to say how much I adore you? How hot are you when you take things so seriously and finish what you start? How are you so strong- both physically and mentally? How I love just how in the zone you are when you’re doing something you love?’ It was devious and awful and terrible but Oikawa was kicking his feet like a school girl picturing how red Iwa must be looking right now. He could easily picture the others on campus looking at him wondering: “What’s got him so flustered?”

‘Toru…’

‘Yes, my sweet prince?’

‘Final warning.’ This was it! ‘Stop it or I’ll make you stop.’

Oikawa considered. Then he grinned. ‘Hey- guess what? I love you, Hajime.’ He wrote before sending it to Iwa. He waited, and waited, and waited…

‘You’re done for.’ And that was that.

Oikawa cackled, tossing his phone into the couch as he did a little jig. Laughing like a child, he sent a few heart emojis and a kissy face before turning off his phone, knowing seeing the time would make the anticipation worse.

All he had to do now was wait.

~~~Present time~~~

“You know- if you really want me to tickle you, you could have just asked.” Iwa growled in his ear, sitting on the back of his hips as he creeped his fingers up Oikawa’s shirt, scratching along warm skin. “No need to fluster me in front of my freaking adviser!”

“Whihihihiihihy whehehehre you on the phoohoohohone with yohoohohur advihihihisor? Aheahhahhahaha, Iehehehhehhewa!” Oikawa giggled out, pressing his arms against his sides as he tried to block him out. It didn’t work.

“He came up to me during your little game, shitty-kawa! I had to make up some dumb excuse that I doubt he believed!” He moved his fingers higher up, wiggling them along his ribs. “Let’s see- I think it’s only fair I make you as red as you made me today.”

“Iihihiihihiwa, aheahhahahhahhahahaha! Pffft- gehahahahahhaha, pleahhahhahahhase!” Oikawa cried, kicking his feet against the cushions. “It tiihihihiihihihckles!”

“No way, does it really?” Iwa asked, tapping along his upper ribs, just before his armpits. “Anything you want to say?”

“Mhmhmmhmmhmhhehehehehehe! HEheheheehehehehehehehe!” Oikawa willed the giggles down, daring a look back at Iwa’s face. “Dohohohoho your wohohohorst!”

Iwa tsked. Then he dug his hands into Oikawa’s armpits.

“AHHEHAHHAHHAH!” The setter squealed, thrashing about beneath him as he laughed himself hoarse. “OHOHOHOOHKAY OOHOOHHOKAY I’M SAHAHHHAHARRY! IIHIHIHIHM SHAAHHAHAHRRY!”

“Promise?” Iwa asked.

“PRHOOHOHOHOOHMISE!”

“Hm….okay.” The tickles came to an end, leaving Oikawa gasping for breath with his head pressed into the cushions. Iwa hummed before swatting him gently, climbing off his back and scooping him up. In a matter of minutes, they were cuddling on the couch. “You’re a shit.”

“Yohohoohu love me.” Oikawa pointed out, giggling when his side was poked.

“Shush.”

“Nope.” Oikawa looked up at him, eyes kind. “And I’m not sorry for what I said! I mean every word.” Iwa tried to glare, but his face grew rosey and the undeniable love in his eyes glinted. “Though I suppose texting you during school wasn’t wise.”

“No, it wasn’t. But…I don’t mind.” Iwa mumbled, silencing Oikawa with a kiss. “But if you do that again, next time I’m not having mercy.”

“We’ll see.”

Thanks for reading!

#haikyuu!! #tickle #tickle fic #oikawa tooru #hajime iwaizumi #iwakawa #fluff #tw: swearing #I had fun with this one akljrjkeajkrekjr #I do kinda know Mattsun thanks to Rey #but I don't know him well enough to make a fic of him without a prompt #I hope that makes sense! #sorry I could only provide ler!Iwa #but at least we got some lee!oikawa! :D #I hope you like it!

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Bonding Time part 10 (Final Part)

Pairing: Timmy x Reader

Warnings: Toxic friend, toxic cousin, SMUT!

A/N: I’ve really enjoyed writing this little series and I hope you’ve enjoyed reading it.

Bonding Time part 10

It had been six months since Timmy and y/n had revealed their relationship to y/n’s mother’s friends and tonight she was getting ready to go out with her friends for a much needed night out. She had been avoiding it for the last few weeks, not because she didn’t want her friends knowing about her and Timothée but because at the moment with both their jobs they hadn’t had much time together so tonight would be the first time they had seen each other in over a week.

They had never been apart this long and y/n was excited to see him, and judging by the text messages he was sending he was eager to see her too. She grabbed her bag and applied the perfume she had bought that made Timmy nearly feral around her and left the apartment, she text her friend Taylor to let her know she was on her way and got into her ride and gave the driver the address, when Taylor’s name popped up on her screen as an incoming call.

‘Hi Taylor, that’s me in the cab and I’m on my way now.’

Okay that’s great, I just wanted to call you to give you a heads up about something.’

Y/n sighed sensing something was going to happen and asked what was going on.

‘So do you remember Justin, Angela’s cousin? He had a big crush on you in our Senior year?’

‘Yeah, I think so, he was Angie’s cousin who always used to follow me around all the time, what about him?’

‘Well he’s back visiting from overseas and Angela invited him out with us tonight. And according to Angie he’s been asking about you since he got back.’

Y/n rolled her eyes as Taylor told her how he was planning to ask her to go for dinner with him tonight.

‘Why does Angela do this, every time we plan a night out she’s always bringing some stray that just happens to be related to her. Honestly I’ve never known a family that always has cousins and other distant relatives just dropping in for a visit.’

‘Thank God you said that, I thought it was just me. She does have a lot of family members coming over doesn’t she? I get excited if I see my grandma more than once a week, but she has people she hasn’t seen since childhood just waltzing into her house. Like it’s normal.’

‘Well, I’m not babysitting her cousin while she gets drunk. I’ve been working nonstop this week, I’ve earned this night out. Also, Timmy will be joining us tonight, so tell everyone to behave please.’

‘I have no issue with Timmy joining us. Having another guy there might keep Justin at arms length. Angela might have a problem though because she’s been encouraging Justin with this whole thing.’

Y/n sighed as she stopped outside the bar they were all meeting and paid her driver before getting out.

Timmy was waiting outside already and she smiled walking over to him and kissing his cheek.

‘The Queen has arrived.’ He twirled her and wrapped his arm around her waist and moved to lead her inside before she stopped him.

‘Hold on, I need to tell you something. Just keep that smile on your face and just act like I’m telling you something funny.’

He painted the smile back on his face but his green eyes had gone black. ‘I’m not gonna like this, am I?’

She shook her head and told him everything Taylor told her and he laughed out loud ‘I can’t decide who’s head I’m going to rip off first. But I do know that little maggot isn’t getting anywhere near you.’

He stopped laughing wiping his eyes before taking her hand and pulling her through the door.

‘Don’t freak out Timmy. I’m hardly going to accept him am I?’

‘Don’t care, by the end of tonight he’s going to know exactly who you belong too.’ She smirked at his back as they arrived at the booth everyone was sitting at.

‘Hey guys, sorry we’re late. Y/n was just telling me a hilarious story outside and I just couldn’t control my laughter.’

Y/n chuckled sliding into the booth making sure to sit beside Taylor and pulled Timmy in beside her, ‘Everyone remembers my step brother Timothée right?’ Everyone nodded and Angela frowned looking at them both ‘Doesn’t he usually hang out with own friends and meet up with us later?’

‘Well Angela, you brought…. Whoever this is, without asking any of us. So I brought Timmy with me. I didn’t think I needed your permission seeing as you didn’t ask us.’

‘This is my cousin Justin. Remember he spent most of Senior year with us?’

‘Oh. Ok,’ y/n waves awkwardly ‘Hello again, I guess.’

‘Hello again, y/n I see you haven’t changed a bit.’ Justin commented smiling and y/n narrowed her eyes.

‘What’s that supposed to mean?’ She glared at Justin making him blush and look down awkwardly. ‘Oh I I didn’t mean it in a bad way-‘

‘Then how did you mean it?’ She challenged him leaning forward.

‘I I just meant to say, you-you’re still as confident and and not afraid to speak your mind-‘

‘Y/n he’s just trying to pay you a compliment-‘

‘I think he’s trying to say that you’re very loud, y/n.’ Timmy piped in enjoying every minute of this.

‘LOUD?! What the fuck is that supposed to mean?!’

Angela glared at Timmy and he smirked back ‘No one asked your opinion asshole!’

‘No one asked yours either. I’m defending my sister who is being insulted by some random guy who she doesn’t even remember. Next he’s gonna say she’s too opinionated.’

‘Well, she has always been very opinionated, even when towards the teachers-‘

‘No one asked you peewee.’ Timmy glared over at him.

‘Could we please stop all of this, we’ve come out tonight to have a good time.’ Taylor intervened.

Y/n sighed looking at Timmy who nodded.

‘I’m sorry Taylor, it’s been a rough week. We forget these night outs are important to you too.’ Timmy pat the girl’s shoulder apologetically as y/n turned to hug her ‘Sorry Tay, we’ll try and behave I promise.’

Angela glared at Timmy ‘Does that mean you’re going to leave then?’

‘Why so you can play matchmaker between y/n and Gollum here? Yeah right!’ Timmy scoffed sitting back.

‘He was just going to ask her out to dinner sometime.’

‘Which I would’ve declined. I’m not looking to be set up.’

Angela frowned at her. ‘He’s liked you since high school y/n at least give him a chance.’ She leaned forward whispering

‘Hmm give a chance to someone who has done nothing but insult from the moment he opened his mouth?’ She rolled her eyes and grabbed a menu.

‘Well, no offence, you’re a beautiful woman, but we’ve been here for an hour nearly and I’ve yet to see a single guy offer to buy you a drink.’ Justin piped in leaning forward.

‘Perhaps if you weren’t so stand offish and behave more like a lady, men wouldn’t be so intimidated to approach you-‘

‘That’s interesting, no one actually asked your opinion, but here you are again with that same inability to shut up. So I’m going to give my unwanted opinion the same way you just did: Not a single person here gives a fuck what you think, so either be quiet or leave.’

Justin sat with his mouth hanging open as y/n got up from her seat, ‘Im going to get a round in. You can buy your own. Timmy want to come and help me?’

Timmy stood up smirking at the idiot and followed y/n.

‘That was so fucking hot! My pants are UNCOMFORTABLY tight right now!’

Timmy whispered in her ear and she gasped walking to the bar.

She stood at the bar and ordered their drinks as Timmy brought her hand to his lips and kissed her fingers, discreetly biting her knuckles, and threw his arm around her neck whispering in her ear. They both knew their table were watching them.

He could smell her perfume and physically had to stop himself from eating her alive right there in the restaurant so instead he gritted his teeth and whispered ‘Your perfume. You’re wearing THAT perfume.’ He growled as she smirked nodding her head slowly. ‘Yes I wore it for you, love.’

He pulled her closer to him and melted against her nuzzling her neck moaning ‘You’re so fucking wonderful!’

She smiled happy she could please him and kissed his cheek. She turned her head slightly and watched her friends watching them.

Angela looked pissed off, her cousin was looking annoyed. Taylor was smiling from ear to ear at the other two glaring.

They returned to the table with the drinks and sat back down rejoining the group seeing Alexa had arrived and y/n hugged her smiling as Angela continued to glare at Timothée ‘Since when did you two get so close?’ She pointed to y/n and Timmy.

They both looked at each other about to answer when Timmy’s phoned pinged with a text message from his dad. But when the screen lit up it revealed the pic of him and y/n kissing. He hurried to put it off but of course Angela spotted it.

‘Are you kidding me?!’

Y/n looked over confused and asked ‘What is it now Angela?’

‘On his phone screen! He had a picture of you two kissing!!’

‘Wait, didn’t you say she was your sister?’ Justin pointed between them both.

‘She’s my step sister, so not actually related.’

‘It’s still sick!! Y/n seriously?! His father is married to your mother.’

‘I’m failing to see what your point is and why it has anything to do with you.’ Y/n shrugged.

‘Does he make you happy?’ It was Taylor who asked and y/n nodded at her ‘Yes! Very happy.’

Taylor nodded ‘Then I’m ok with it. I don’t understand it, but if he makes you happy, that’s all I care about.’

‘Me too.’ Alexa smiled.

Angela glared and got up and stormed out leaving her cousin behind frowning between them.

‘But, he’s your brother.’

‘Why the fuck are you still here?’ Timmy was getting annoyed now, he glared at Justin who was now watching y/n.

‘He’s my step brother, means we’re not related by blood.’

Justin reached for her hand and Taylor had to grab Timothée by the shoulder to stop him from flying across the table.

‘But if you just give me a chance we could be great together, I could make you forget about him.’

Y/n wrenched her hand from his and leaned forward ‘You disgust me. My skin just began to crawl when you touched me. You’re not even wanted here so just go home with your cousin.’

She moved out of the booth and let him slid out as she sat with Timmy letting him wrap his arm around her shoulder and gave Justin a wave goodbye.

‘Now we can have a nice time together without the extra baggage!’ She smiled and pecked his jaw hearing him gulp.

‘In fact, do you mind if we head home I’m… not feeling well.’ Y/n smirked as her friends smiled and shook their heads ‘Yes please do go home, you’ve been eye fucking each other all night between Angela’s little tantrums.’

Y/n hugged her friends goodbye as Timothée stood fidgeting impatiently before gripping her hand and practically dragging her to the front door and outside.

They turned the corner and Timmy shoved her against a wall and crashed his mouth against hers kissing her hungrily, she kissed him back with equal hunger and raked her nails up his back through his shirt earning a groan before they broke apart for air.

He dragged her down a street where she saw his car parked in a dimly lit space and placed her hands on his back pushing him towards it.

He stumbled against the door before unlocking the back door and pulling her into the backseat with him, she shut the door behind her before lunging for his lips in the dark car as she felt him grip her breasts through her dress.

He pulled her onto his lap roughly grabbing her hips before moving his mouth to her neck and bit down hard, the perfume making him feral. What the hell was that scent. He wondered as he continued to bite and suck on her neck earning groans and whimpers and hair pulls from her, he unzipped her dress as she removed his shirt before she moved to his jeans unbuttoning them as he ripped her underwear off completely causing her to growl and bite down hard on his neck just above his pulse.

He swore and grabbed a handful of her hair yanking her head back, ‘That one hurt, Princess.’

‘And that was a new pair.’

He smirked letting go of her hair and pushed his tongue into her mouth kissing her openly before pushing her down without breaking contact with her lips, he slid the straps of her dress down her arms pulling them down around her waist.

He shoved his own jeans off before pushing into her and went as deep as he could before bottoming out in her and held her down by her throat as he began to thrust into her. She gripped his biceps digging her nails into his skin as he leaned down laying his forehead against hers their breathes mingling together.

The windows of the car began to steam up as their skin collected a thin layer of sweat, he lifted her to sit up on his lap as she began to move up and down his hard length with his help, he buried his face against her shoulder as they picked up speed and roughness. He dragged his hands up and down her back before gripping her hips and slamming her down as he rutted his hips upwards making her throw her head back as he kissed a trail up her throat before he caught her lips in a heated open kiss, he lay back pulling her on top of him as she rode him hard kissing and biting his lips.

He gripped her hips thrusting against her hard before their orgasms came at the same time and he pinned her body down on top of his as they shook against each other panting heavily. He rubbed her sweat layered back listening to her breathing against his neck as she traced her fingers over his bite marks on his collarbone and throat before reaching up to peck his lips.

They got dressed and Timmy drove them home where they stripped again and went to bed.

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LMK TICKLE HEADCANONS!!!!

Ok I started this a couple days ago but now it’s time I posted it. I only did a few characters but maybe I’ll do a part 2 with more heh

MK

- Most Ticklish guy ever to exist fr

- Like he’s insanely so

- Mei loves torturing him lol

- She knows ever one of his weak spots and it drives him crazy

- I don’t think he’d be embarrassed about it but if I pair this along with my headcanon that he has adhd and can get overstimulated too quickly, I’d say he can’t handle it for too long

- His worst spots are his feet, underarms, and sides

- But his death spot is probably his belly

- He can’t handle any touch there like it’s too sensitive lmao

- His laugh his loud and bubbly and is endearing to majority of people who hear it

- He’s honestly a ler also

- Not as much as most people he knows though

- He won’t admit it but he’s never won a tickle fight before (ESPECIALLY with Mei)

- He doesn’t really tease the person he tickles so much as he more complements the person he tickles

- “Awww your laugh is so cute!!!”

- “Wow how’d you get your skin to be this soft?”

- (He actually learned this form of teasing from Wukong lolll)

Mei

- I honestly don’t think she’s that ticklish tbh

- Like she’ll giggle and stuff if you tickle all the normal places one would be ticklish, but besides that not much

- It KILLS MK that he can’t get her back easily

- Buuuttt she does have one death spot

- *cough* Her feet *cough cough*

- Get her feet and she’s thrashing and begging for mercy

- But she LOVES tickling MK

- She thinks his laugh is so adorable and just constantly enjoys hearing it

- She’s a RUTHLESS ler

- An absolute menace

- She can dominate almost anybody in a tickle fight

- Part of what makes her so dangerous is that she can take mental note of each persons reactions so she can easily figure out all their weak spots and death spots

- She loves to use baby talk for teased

- It’s so damn flustering lmao

Sun Wukong (Monkie King)

- I hate this loser so much /affectionate

- As much as he loves tickling people (being the trickster he is who loves making people laugh), he is actually super ticklish himself

- Also do y’all remember him having stage fright (which had me laughing my ass off lmao it was so funny), because him being ticklish would make him even more adorable

- His stomach, ribs, and thighs are pretty bad spots, but get his armpits and he’s literally dead

- He’ll probably do almost anything you say lmaoooo he’s so ticklish there

- When MK found out he had a field day

- I mean, THE Monkie King, all powerful god and deity… is ticklish?

- He made MK swear not to tell anyone (wouldn’t want to ruin his rep after all) but of course MK told Mei

- Also if his laugh gets loud enough he’ll snort

- Which is another thing he’d also rather die than admit

- Funnily enough he isn’t that embarrassed about being ticklish

- He understands that’s just the way body’s work and sees it more as a instinctive defense mechanism to protect yourself

- But he’d rather die than admit he likes it lmfaoooo

- He’s he’s a ruthless ler also

- He likes to tease by stating the obvious of the matter

- “Ohhh I’m sorry does this tickle?”

- “Bud I can’t hear you over all that laugher it’s too loud!”

- It’s honestly scary

- But he is a trickster so what would you expect lolll

Macaque

- Just like Sun Wukong, he’s also ticklish

- I like to think he’s equally as ticklish, and has similar tickle spots to Wukong

- Though he has a death spot on his ribs

- Digging in there will have him hysterically cackling

- Unlike Wukong, who doesn’t actually mind being ticklish, Macaque would honestly rather die than admit it

- Wukong loves to torture him

- When they get into fights that become physical, Wukong will use tickling to take him down

- Sometimes when he’s being a little shit, Wukong uses tickling also to bring him down a few pegs

- I love the idea that he’d be very much incapable of saying the “t word”

- He absolutely cannot and it’s hilarious

- Even hearing it is flustering and embarrassing

- Sometimes Wukong will tease him by randomly saying it (such as “that has me tickled pink!” that sort of thing)

- He HATES it lmao

- Wukong is the worst teaser and tickler for him but it’s only because he knows him best

- He knows just what to do and say to torture him and take him down

- Someone help him lol /j

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