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Teach Me Tonight - Part 6

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Reader x Carmy Berzatto (The Bear FX)

Rating: Explicit (5k)

Tags: Smut, Set sometime after the opening of The Bear, Porn with a little plot, Virgin!Carmy, Jealous!Carmy, SoftDom!Carmy, Fluff, Miscommunication, Make up Sex, Sex Toys, P in V sex, Oral (M and F receiving), Both Carmy and Reader have a bit of a praise kink

Summary:

You were in over your head.

Some fashion vlogger had recorded a video in your store, giving it a glowing review and it had been good for business. Maybe too good. The store was now full of stylish teenagers with baggy jeans and designer bags, you had a new hire to train, and a local journalist had emailed you to ask for an interview.

He showed up a couple of days later, tall with dark hair, and every bit as stylish as you would expect a reporter from a fashion magazine to be. You had shown him around, let him take photos, talked about your favorite brands and decades of fashion, and complimented his printed shirt.

"It's from the seventies," he commented bashfully. "I'm a little obsessed."

And he talked about his ongoing quest for the perfect pair of bell bottoms. You showed him what you had in the store and promised to be on the lookout.

"You know, it's weird," he gestured to the side, where The Bear was. "I used to come here when they did sandwiches."

"They still do!" you beamed. "The fine dining is really good too. Well, I'm biased but-"

"Right! Being their neighbor and all," he concluded. You simply nodded along - no need to let him know the intricacies of your personal life.

"Let me buy you lunch," he offered. You were about to refuse when he added. "I'd love to try their food but I hate eating alone."

You accepted. It seemed harmless and it could be good for the restaurant too - maybe he knew a food critic and would recommend the place too.

Richie guided you both to a table with a smile, quickly catching up with your plan once you mentioned the interview, offering the journalist a sampler of the menu.

It was good - the food, the conversation. It caught you by surprise when Carmy stormed out of the kitchen, something angry in his stride.

"Are you enjoying the food?"

It was a simple enough question, it was the way he said it-

"It's excellent, thank you!" the journalist said earnestly, which only seemed to wind up Carmy even more.

"Good, great," he rasped, then turned towards you. "Can I talk to you?" it was said in that clipped tone that meant he was stressed and he didn't have good news.

You followed him to the back and touched his wrist briefly, trying to convey how important this was.

"Carm?" you asked, your face wrinkling in worry and confusion.

"You mad at me or something?" he asked.

"No! Just nervous, stressed... I don't even know - it's just the interview," you tried to reassure him. "Can we talk later, baby?"

"Sorry to interrupt," the journalist had walked up to you without either of you noticing. "I just wanted to know - are you the chef here?"

"He is, yes!" you smiled, thinking everything was going according to plan.

“Carmen Berzatto,” he said without offering his hand, his frown furrowed and something deadly in his stare.

The journalist gave one look at Carmy and his face shifted from friendly to scared. "I'll give you guys a minute."

Carmy was burning holes on the back of the guy's skull and you couldn't be more embarrassed.

"What's wrong with you?" you whispered.

"That fucking guy."

"He's the fucking journalist! Are you out of your mind, Carmen?" you were losing the last shred of patience you had left. "I was trying to do a nice thing and you- We can talk about this later at home, okay? Now leave, please."

You turned away from him and didn't look back until you had paid for lunch and walked the journalist out the door.

"I'm so sorry about him," you explained. "It wasn't personal."

"Don't worry about it. I worked as a server once. I swear working in a kitchen does things to your brain..." he mimicked a spiral by his temple. You winced.

"Yeah."

"Hope he doesn't bother you again," he said, which made your stomach drop. "I'll send you the article when it's done. And you have my number if you ever find those bell bottoms."

He waved goodbye and you huffed in defeat.

Suddenly, you were being hugged by Nat, her arms around your shoulders.

"Did Carmy send you?" you asked, patting her forearm.

"Kind of," she let go of you with a sigh. "He walked in the kitchen and kind of lost it? I had to get it out of him. And when he explained, I came over."

"Thank you," you said softly.

"He can be an idiot," she said.

"Yeah," you nodded.

"He loves you, though."

"I know," you said, rubbing your temples. It had been a long day. "I'll text him."

You were pacing the carpet, waiting for Carmy to get back from work. You had a list of things you wanted to tell him ready to go: that making a scene like that had been embarrassing and hurtful, that he had probably ruined the whole interview acting that way -

Your train of thought and frantic pacing was interrupted by the key in the door. Carmy walked inside, a defeated look on his face, and every cell in your body wanted to go and hold him but you stood still, arms crossed while he closed the door behind him.

"Hey," you said.

"Hey, I, uh," he stumbled. "What I said... What I did... I mean, even Richie thought that it was fucked up so..."

He let it hang there, in the air between you two, keeping his distance.

"Carm," you took a deep inhale. "I need you to understand the store is just as important to me as the restaurant is to you. It's finally going well. And maybe that means I have less time for you. I need to know that you'll be okay with it - with me being busy sometimes - that whatever that was won't happen again."

"I know, I know," he said looking at the ground. "I'm happy it's working out. I am."

You tilted your head. "Then what the hell happened?"

He rubbed his forehead with the back of his hand.

"It's so stupid," he mumbled, embarrassed. "I got jealous. So fucking jealous. I had never- I didn't know what to do with it."

You uncrossed your arms - you actually hadn’t thought of that.

"No need to be, Carm," you reassured him.

"I just-" he blinked hard like he sometimes did when he was stressed. "This tall as fuck guy, with the fancy fucking shirt, just being charming around you..."

"You think I care about that shit?"

"I don't know, maybe?" Carmy looked at you with wide eyes. "I'm an asshole sometimes, I cancel plans, my family is a fucking mess-"

"Hey, I like Nat!" you interrupted his spiral.

"And I think she likes you better than me."

You stood in silence for a while.

"I'm sorry. I am," he said in the end.

You moved one step closer and pressed your forehead to his. "It's okay if you're jealous, Carm. Just- keep your cool if it happens again. Please," you said softly. "I don't know if I can handle you acting like that again."

He nodded. "Promise."

"I'm coming home to you, baby. No one else," you emphasized, running your hands over his chest.

"Mhmm," he tilted his head, eyes closed, like he wanted to kiss you but needed your permission. You surged forward, trapping him in a tight embrace and a searing kiss.

It got heated quickly.

He cornered you towards the kitchen, grabbing and pressing, until you were sitting on the counter, legs bracketing his hips, hands in his hair.

"Carmy," you gasped, as he kissed your neck like only he knew how. His tongue traced the contour of your collarbone and you moaned.

He undid the first few buttons of your blouse, burying his face between your breasts, kissing and nipping. You carded your fingers through his hair, and crossed your legs behind him, keeping him close. The heat between your thighs was getting more unbearable as time went by. He started kissing down, like he would eat you out, atoning for what happened, but you didn't want that.

You pulled on his hair and made him look up. "I need you inside me," he exhaled shakily. "Now."

He took a condom out of his back pocket while you unbuttoned his slacks, undressing him just enough to free his cock. His hands went under your skirt, eager, and moved your underwear to the side. When Carmy leaned to start fingering you, you grabbed his wrist.

"I need your cock inside me," you clarified.

You didn't want the tenderness of foreplay. You moved to the edge of the counter, taking his cock in hand and putting the condom on yourself. You guided his head to your entrance and felt him fill you out. It hurt a little, your pussy tight and unprepped, and weirdly that was what you wanted now. You whined once he bottomed out and he groaned at the feeling, the sound making you roll your eyes.

"Fuck," you held him close, arms around his shoulders, clinging to him for dear life. Without knowing where it came from, you said to the side of his face: "Show me I'm yours."

He inhaled sharply, his hands shaking where they held your waist. Then his hips moved back and forth in one long, agonizing stroke. You moaned. Again. And you held him tighter, letting drowned out cries pour out from your lips. He kept going for a little while, the pace so slow that it made you wonder whether all his anger had fizzled out by now.

Except he started going hard, hitting that spot that made you dizzy. Your breasts and legs were shaking with every thrust. You covered your mouth to stop from screaming.

"Holy shit, Carmy" you mumbled.

His hands touched all over, scratching your thighs and up, squeezing your hips, tracing your sides, caressing your arms and holding your wrists. You shivered. His cock kept hitting just right, his mouth exhaling on the side of your face. His hand traveled south, finding your clit like it was second nature, thumbing at it in small circles, just the way you liked.

"No one can fuck me like this," you whined. "No one makes me feel this good."

His hips stuttered and he moved so that your foreheads were touching and his eyes were staring right into yours, you could feel the sweat on his brow.

"Yeah?" he asked, his voice hoarse.

"Yeah," you replied, your jaw slack as you kept panting and moaning. His pace was so steady that it felt like Carmy could go on forever. Then, impatient, you started thrusting your hips against his, making it go twice as fast, making him groan into your mouth and start losing control.

"Fuck," he cursed, grabbing your hips, steadying himself. "I'm so crazy about you."

"Carmy," you managed to say, desperate, your voice getting high, and your nails scratching at his scalp.

His free hand squeezed your breast over your bra and you slipped your hands under his shirt, caressing the hair on his navel, and up his chest, pinching one of his nipples hard.

"Fuck, baby," he groaned again.

You were so close you could almost taste it. Just then you grabbed his face with both hands.

"Tell me," you pleaded. "Tell me you'll never do that again. Tell me I'm yours."

"Never. Never, I promise," Carmy breathed into your mouth, little desperate sounds escaping his throat. "You're mine, you're mine, you're mine."

He came with a strong exhale, drowning every other sound into your neck. His thumb on your clit kept moving until you joined him, completely spent, bracing on the edge of the counter to stop yourself from falling back.

He placed gentle kisses on your throat while you both recovered your breath. You clenched your walls around his cock, drawing a satisfied moan out of him.

"Did you get the guy's contact?" he panted against your skin.

"Yeah, why?" you replied ruffling his hair with your exhale.

"Thought I'd send him a cannoli or something," Carmy looked up from his place on your chest. "Make sure what I did doesn't make you look bad."

You ran your fingers through his hair, soothing.

"I don't think that's necessary but I'm sure he'll appreciate it. He said something about wanting to marry whoever made the desserts," you teased.

"Don't think Marcus'll be interested," Carmy inhaled deeply, his nose on the exact place you sprayed perfume every morning, though by now it had probably faded into a saltier scent. "When's the article coming out?"

"Couple of weeks," you hummed, caressing his back under his shirt. "We have time, baby. So much time."

You were leaning on the kitchen door, watching as Carmy and Syd posed against the counter. A photographer was giving them vague instructions about where to stand and where to look. She was also complimenting Carmy and hitting on him like she was getting paid overtime for it.

"Sydney, lean forward, yes, nice! Carmen, hit me with those blue eyes! Gorgeous, what a handsome guy!" she said with a cat-like smile.

The restaurant was going to be featured in Food & Wine, which entailed a photoshoot.

They had both started wearing their chef's whites, going for a more professional approach. Then, to make them more comfortable, the photographer asked them to change into their street clothes. It had done wonders for Syd, who was now showing off one of her mother's beautiful shirts with a proud smile on her face. It hadn't been quite as successful with Carmy - he had a tortured look in his eyes. Now he was standing awkwardly in the middle of the kitchen, even more withdrawn than when they had started, every wink and cheesy one-liner from the photographer making him wince.

"Okay, Sydney, a little to the side. Exactly, chin up, please! And Carmen - why don't you stand this way? Yeah, let's show off those arms."

You bit your bottom lip.

"Carm?" you called him - he turned with wide eyes. "Can I talk to you for a second?"

He nodded. "Sorry, excuse us," he mumbled, leaving the kitchen quickly, trailing behind you. He grabbed your hand and squeezed it. "I'm sorry," he said, his blue eyes pleading.

"What for?"

"All the things she's saying..." he turned briefly, making sure the door was closed. "Fuck, I don't mean to-"

"You're not doing anything wrong, baby," you reassured him, cupping his face gently. "It looked like you needed a break, is all."

"Yeah," he exhaled heavily. "It's a lot."

You nodded. "The kitchen looks really nice," you commented to lighten the mood. They had done a deep clean the day before that had run into midnight.

"Thanks," he smiled. Then added: "This is a fucking nightmare."

You intertwined your fingers with his. "I think-" you paused, "that she wants you to look confident. That's why she keeps saying nice things."

"They don't feel nice," he bit his cheek.

You remembered how hard it had been for him to accept compliments for anything other than his cooking when you had first started dating. He would scoff and dismiss every word. Even now, sometimes it felt like he didn't quite believe them and maybe was just humoring you - which broke your heart. There wasn't enough time to unpack all that, so instead you leaned forward, placing one hand on his hip, whispering to his ear, flirtatious.

"Carm, I want you to go in there and eye fuck that camera like you would if it was me," he took a sharp inhale. "I will make it worth your while. Let you do anything you want to me," you promised.

He gulped. "Jesus," he mumbled, his pupils dilated.

You gave him a brief kiss on the cheek. "I'll tell them you'll be back in a few minutes," you said with a satisfied grin and went back to your place by the kitchen door.

"He went for a quick smoke," you lied to Syd.

When Carmy returned, he was in control, hands on his hips, like he had suddenly remembered he owned the place.

"Okay, guys, let's get this over with," he took his place next to Sydney, leaning on the counter and staring right into the lens, something defiant in his stance.

Your heart started racing. Even the photographer seemed affected by the shift.

"Uh, yes, good," after a few clicks she said: "I think we got it. Mmm, one more from this angle and we'll be good to go."

She led them to the main entrance to The Bear, Sydney crossing her arms and Carmy mirroring that same stance. They looked like they had stepped out of a magazine, modeling some understated and ridiculously expensive brand. Carmy looked in your direction for a second and licked his lips, before he turned back to the camera, unflinching and determined.

Another few clicks.

"Thank you guys, that would be all," the photographer went up to shake their hands and say her goodbyes. You were about to follow her out when Carmy took you by the wrist.

"See you tonight," he drawled and you felt yourself get wet.

"When I said you could do anything you wanted to me, I wasn't expecting this," you panted, your hands buried in Carmy's curls, as he kept kissing and licking every inch of your pussy. He was taking his sweet time too, biting on your thighs and going up to give some attention to your breasts and neck whenever he felt you were getting too close to your release.

"What were you expecting?" he asked, an amused glow to his face while he rested his chin on your hip, his mouth and nose shiny with your arousal.

"I don't know," you sighed, frustrated but so turned on. His hand caressed your pussy gently and you moaned. "Give you a blowjob, wear a silly costume, something like that."

"And are you into that?" he asked.

"I do like to suck your cock," you said honestly. Sometimes, with other guys, it had felt like a chore, not with Carmy, you loved to see him come undone, let go completely.

"See, the thing is," he kissed the curve of your hip, "if you gave me a blowjob it would be over so quickly," he exhaled right on your spread out clit which made you shudder. "And where's the fun in that?"

You giggled giddily when he squeezed your ass, manhandling you closer to his face, keeping his focus on your pussy.

"So you're just going to edge me until I beg?" you asked, half wanting for him to say yes.

"Don't worry," he gave a long lick, from the bottom of your lips to the top, making you arch your back and curse. "You will come," there was something dark in his eyes again, that same determination from the photoshoot back in his face - he was in charge. "When I want you to."

You shivered. "Fuck, Carm."

He started sucking on your clit, his tattooed fingers curling inside of you. You melted under his touch, feeling your pussy squeeze his fingers.

"Please, Carmy..."

He stopped sucking, messing with the rhythm, keeping you hanging by a thread.

"You will come," he repeated, "when I want you to," the speed of his fingers increased. "As many times as I want you to."

You moaned. His mouth latched onto your clit, licking until you were thrashing on the bedsheets, his forearm kept you in place on the mattress.

"Fuck, shit, baby," you mumbled. Your gazes met, his blue eyes fiery. He nodded and you came in a blur, desperately grabbing at anything - his hair, the bedsheets - the feeling all the more intense for the time he had spent working you up. He kept kissing and sucking until you stopped moaning and started chuckling breathily.

"Just like that," he praised, something playful in his voice and you would have teased back if you weren't so completely spent.

He kissed the outside of your folds, staying away from your clit and your entrance, just worshipping the skin around them and you caressed his hair lovingly.

"You make me feel so fucking good," you exhaled.

He climbed up your body and kissed you hard, mouth open, letting you taste yourself on his tongue. His cock, hard inside his jeans, grazed the lower part of your belly, it made you tremble in anticipation. "You gonna fuck me?" you asked between one kiss and the next, your hips lifting up to ground on his.

He clicked his tongue. "Not yet," he got up and opened the drawer of your bedside table, taking out your rabbit vibrator. "This charged?"

You nodded, biting your lip.

"Good girl," he praised and your hand squeezed your breast almost unconsciously; something happened to you whenever he talked to you like that.

He lowered himself next to you, held up by one arm; his hand teased your pussy, his calloused fingers spreading wetness around.

"D'you need lube, baby?" he asked, more out of politeness than anything since he knew the answer very well.

"I think I'm okay, Carm," you laughed and he kissed the side of your face.

"Mhmm. So fucking hot," he whispered and you felt the dildo poking at your entrance.

You placed your hand on the side of Carmy's face, your thumb near the edge of his mouth. He sucked on it thoroughly, then let go with a pop. You whined needily.

"Please, please, please..." it poured out of you.

He bumped your forehead with his, his gaze was intense and hungry.

"Keep looking at me," he ordered, and you obeyed, keeping your eyes open even as the dildo went all the way inside you and filled you up deliciously. The coldness of the toy reminded you it wasn't Carmy's cock - but he was holding it, he was right there next to you. Your face contorted in pleasure.

"Yes, like that," he encouraged you, his words tickling inside your belly. He seemed to be overcome just looking at you - it made you feel wanted, adored, beautiful. You wanted to make him feel that way too.

"Carm," you gasped. "I need you to know- Oh, fuck," he pumped the toy inside you, slow, so slow. "I need you to know," you repeated through the fog of pleasure, "all those things the photographer said. They're true. Oh, my God, baby," his expression softened even as he buried the dildo deep inside you. "Your eyes are beautiful," another thrust, you caressed his face. "Your arms are so hot," you held onto the arm that was fucking you, squeezing the muscle there. "Shit. You're handsome, gorgeous, fucking- oh!" you blurted all at once, turning the compliments into moans. "I swear - fuck!" you held his gaze. "Can't believe you're mine."

He leaned forward, kissing you tenderly, swallowing your moans.

"I love you," he said softly.

"I love you," you replied, a choked out sound leaving your lips.

He turned on the vibration and watched you lose control, becoming desperate with lust, thrusting your hips wildly. He kept you there a bit longer than necessary, torturing you a little with how long he was drawing it out. It was so good, so fucking good.

"Carmy. Please," you begged.

"I know, I know," he soothed. "You're doing so good."

It sent a shiver down your spine and made the very last thread inside you snap.

"Oh," you exhaled, coming harder than you ever had, scratching at his forearm, screaming into the skin of his shoulder.

"Sound so nice," Carmy mumbled, looking as pussy drunk as a man could be without actually fucking one. "Baby, baby, baby."

You stayed there for a while, the dildo still inside you, and Carmy's hands touching your waist tenderly while you kissed.

After a long while of that, he got up from the bed, and started getting undressed while you watched. You bit your lip and put your head on your hand, enjoying the sight. He caught you staring.

"You really meant all those things you said," it began as a statement and ended as a question, Carmy's voice going up slightly.

"Every word," you said, taking out the dildo as Carmy showed you his cock. You licked your lips. "D'you mind? Me saying things like that?"

You wanted him to be confident but you didn't want to make him uncomfortable.

He shook his head. "I liked it," he admitted. He stood right by you, beside the bed, fiddling with the condom he had retrieved from your drawer. "Made me feel good."

"I'm glad, Carm," you reached out to caress his leg, following the line of muscle there. Saying he was beautiful once while you fucked wasn't going to change his mind, but you were willing to keep trying.

In the meantime, you could show him. Even with the exhaustion of everything Carmy had done to you, you wanted him inside you, wanted to see him roll his eyes in ecstasy. You crawled to where he was, kneeling, near the edge of the mattress. His cock was hard, pulsing, and it made your mouth water. He stood still, dropped the condom on the mattress, probably guessing what you were about to do.

When you were an inch away from his cock, he pulled your hair and stopped you.

He gestured at the vibrator. "Put that back inside you," he said in that demanding voice and you rushed to do as he said, only uttering a small moan when you had it inside you. He leaned over, tracing a long line from your neck to your ass, reaching to turn it back on on the lowest setting. You writhed a little but after a moment of adjusting to the feeling you were able to stay still and look at Carmy.

"Good girl," he said again and you keened, leaning forward to suck his dick. The sound he made once your mouth was on him was heavenly. "Holy fuck."

His hands were tangled in your hair and you wished you could deep throat without choking, just to watch him lose his mind completely. You settled for going as far as you could, getting every inch of him slick with saliva, making him groan and sweat. You looked up, his eyes were white and his face was flushed, his Adam's apple bobbing as he tried to breathe. You hummed with satisfaction and that woke up his competitive streak.

He pulled on your hair lightly. "Gimme a second," he panted. You thought he needed a breather, but he actually moved to turn the vibrator up a couple of notches. You trembled and reached for his ass, bracing, leaving red scratch marks on the tender skin.

"Fuck, baby," you said between moans. "Not fucking fair."

"Mhmm," he smirked, caressing your scalp. It took all your willpower and concentration but you moved forward and went back to sucking his cock, feeling a pang of pride as he threw his head back and uttered some curse you couldn't quite decipher.

The vibrator set a pace you could follow, rocking forward as it pulsed, letting you give Carmy pleasure while you were ridiculously close to losing your mind yourself.

"Shit, baby," he gasped, his knees buckling for a second. "Make me feel- Fuck, y're so good, so good," he mumbled.

The steady pace of the vibrator was building up a tense knot inside you - you were close, and so it became a race of making Carmy come before you did. You doubled your efforts, speeding up, hollowing your cheeks, moaning into his skin.

"You're fucking killing me," he growled, pulling on your hair just the way you liked it, making you roll your eyes as you sucked on his length. You were completely overwhelmed; you couldn't help but whine over and over. "Holy fuck."

He stared right onto your eyes as he came. He had told you he didn't mind if you spit his cum but sometimes you felt like drinking it all, consumed with lust - today was one of those times. You stayed there, licking his slit, caressing his balls until he pulled you away.

"Fuck, baby," he sighed, kneeling on the carpet to look at you.

He was completely wrecked: face red and sweaty, hair messier than you had ever seen it and a glazed look in his eyes. He tilted his head to kiss you thoroughly, tasting the cum leftover on your tongue. You could finally let go. You put your hand between your belly and the mattress, maneuvering the vibrator so it hit right where you needed it and you came immediately, kissing Carmy, biting on his lips, and humping on the bed. It was too much and just enough.

Carmy helped you take it out once you started whining from feeling sore. He moved your body to lie comfortably on the bed, your head on the pillow and him next to you.

"Fucking insane," he exhaled. You chuckled in agreement, fucked out senseless. "D'you need anything?" he asked gently after a moment.

You shook your head, raising a hand to caress his face.

"I feel perfect, Carm."

You moved your index finger, tracing the contour of his eyebrows, the line of his nose, and the curve of his cheekbone.

“Pretty,” you managed to say.

He smiled and brought you closer, inhaling the scent of your shampoo, his arms around making you feel safe.

[Part 7]

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The Cat and Dog Game [Chapter 6]

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Comedy

Pairing: Yunho x Reader (y/n)

Characters: Chef!Reader, RestaurantOwner!Yunho, MaitreD!Hongjoong, Waiter!Yeosang, Waiter!San, Waiter!Mingi, SousChef!Seonghwa, SousChef!Wooyoung, PrepChef!Jongho

Summary: Yunho's dream was to open and run his own restaurant. But he doesn't know anything when it comes to cooking. Until you came along and accepted the job, bringing with you a small crew. How will the black cat tame the energetic golden retriever?

Word count: 3.2K

"Where's (y/n)? Did she have dinner?" San asked first.

"Oh, she's just taking a breather. Hwa hyung already kept a portion of food for her." Wooyoung waving him off, taking another bite of his own food.

"Is she okay?" Mingi asked.

"Yeah, don't worry about her." Jongho replied. Well, if your friends were saying not to worry, who was Yunho to worry? Why was he even worrying? It's the guilt he felt from his comment before dinner service. You just started working together and he didn't want to cause any bad blood on Day 1.

"Hey." You entered the kitchen, your hands tucked into the pockets of your jeans. Yunho's head perked up at your voice. Your nose and cheeks were slightly red.

"Yah, did you not wear a jacket out?" Seonghwa frowned, leaving his food and coming over to you.

"I'm fine, Hwa." You leaned away from him before he could touch your face.

"You're going to get sick. Come, have your dinner before we start prep." Seonghwa led you over to where the group was. You opened your mouth to say something but Seonghwa shot you a look.

"Thanks for the food." You mumbled and took a bite, although everyone could sense your reluctancy.

"So, how was the dinner service?" You asked.

"It was good. The customers love the food, the feedback was all good." Hongjoong smiled, giving all of you a thumbs up. Wooyoung and Jongho hi fived.

"They liked the roast chicken, infusing western and Korean flavours. The cioppino was liked as well, reminded them of a non-spicy haemul jjigae." Yeosang added. Seonghwa wrapped an arm around you, patting your back as you smiled at each other.

"And a lot of people ordered one dessert each, they like the Western and Korean option." San grinned.

"Finally, Mr Owner, any words of wisdom?" Mingi grinned, drawing all attention on the taller male who had been silent so far.

"Uh... Well, I guess thank you to everyone here. I would say the first day of this place was a huge success, more than I'd ever imagine." He smiled nervously.

"The people like the food, they like the options of Korean flavours and Western flavours, even in combination. Even for the desserts. I think we should continue like we did today." He finished.

"We will try to make dishes that incorporate more Korean flavours, of course." You nodded.

"You're not mad?" Yunho winced, realising he said that out loud when it was meant to be an internal question.

"Why would I be mad?" You blinked in genuine confusion.

"Because of what I said earlier about the food possibly being too fancy. I was afraid that it was offensive or something. I think you all cook amazing, your skills are definitely more than I could ever imagine having, and the food is 100! It's just that this is my first time doing this and I'm afraid and nervous." He blurted.

"Yunho. None of us took what you said personally or to heart. You're the owner and our boss, we follow your direction. I'm personally grateful you were honest with us." You raised an eyebrow.

"Really?"

"Told you." Mingi slapped Yunho's shoulder.

"There's nothing to be worried about. Trust us, we have faced worse insults and criticisms from others before." Jongho laughed.

"Told you." Yeosang mimicked Mingi and slapped Yunho's other shoulder, making Yunho shove his friends away for slapping him with a scowl on his face.

"Please be honest with us. We always look for improvements and ways to be better." Seonghwa smiled.

"We're tougher than you think." You chuckled. Yunho blushed, feeling a little immature now and he felt like he just embarrassed himself in front of you. You noticed how his ears had turned bright red as he looked away with a small pout.

"Alright! We need to start preparing so if you aren't going to help, please step aside." Wooyoung put his hands together with a big smile. Hongjoong and San helped do the remaining dishes.

"Wait, stop. Don't go." You stopped the others mid step. They all froze, turning to you.

"Think of what we can serve tomorrow. We haven't decided that." You said, looking at the 3 chefs, who nodded in agreement.

"But we don't know anything about cooking. I don't think we can offer anything remotely helpful." Mingi rubbed the back of his neck. You grabbed your notepad and marker.

"That's fine. Yunho believed he was bad at cooking but he made the berry tuile." You pointed out.

"She has a point. If Yunho can make something that nice, we probably can too." Yeosang shrugged, making Yunho glare at him and jab his side considering Yeosang was also a bad cook. Yunho would argue that Yeosang is actually a worse cook than he was since he actually burnt the bbq last time.

"Do you know how to make a quiche? I always love quiches." Hongjoong said from his spot at the sink.

"Good idea. We should do something savoury, maybe 2 savoury items?" Seonghwa looked at you. You nodded slowly and looked to Yunho for comments but he didn't say anything.

"Let's do a quiche and a galette. Kimchi, bacon and cheese quiche. Galette can be mixed vegetables with goats cheese top." You thought out loud.

"A galette is like a french pizza but it uses flaky pastry instead of pizza dough." Jongho explained.

"Ohhhhhh." The 5 nodded.

"That sounds good. I like the quiche idea with the kimchi. I'm still not sure what a galette is but I trust all of your tastes." Yunho said. You let out a small chuckle.

"The last baked good, open faced apple danishes? Then we paint apricot jam over." Wooyoung suggested. You wrote that down.

"Now, cakes." You tapped your marker against the metal suface.

"Actually, some customer today were saying they liked that seashell cake because it was good to have on the go with coffee. So maybe we should have a cupcake or muffin sort of item for them to have on the way to work." San said.

"Yes, I did hear people say that. Maybe blueberry muffins? They seem like a nice breakfast muffin." Yunho grinned, his eyes sparkling again at the though of fresh muffins.

"No, no. You need to have chocolate muffins." Mingi wagged his finger at his best friend in denial.

"No, Mingi ah. Blueberry muffins are better, especially with that crunchy, sugar crust on top." Yunho frowned, crossing his arms.

"Chocolate muffins are the best. Everyone loves chocolate muffins, even better with chocolate chips inside. Warm, chocolate muffins." Mingi argued.

"While you two debate on that... For the full cake, let's do a carrot cake." You asked.

"I was thinking matcha cake and we use the leftover strawberries from today." Seonghwa said. You nodded, writing the ideas down. There seemed to be some sort of voting that happened between the 5 because it seemed like chocolate muffins was the decided. Plus, Mingi was doing a happy dance.

"You do know you're the owner right?" You tilted your head, raising your eyebrows.

"I-I know that! But if the rest think that chocolate muffins will be more liked then maybe it is better to do that." Yunho said, concealing his sad tone.

"Okay then. Let's start prepping the pastry dough. We're doing it for quiches and galettes." You instructed.

"We're going to need a lot of butter and flour." Jongho snorted and went into the walk in.

"Let's split. Two people make dough for galettes and the other two will make for the quiches." You said, taking the equipment and putting them into the freezer temporarily.

"Why are you putting the mixer stuff into the freezer?" Yunho asked.

"We don't want the butter to melt so we're making everything as cold as possible. The more pieces of butter we have in the dough when we bake, the more steam and flakiness we get from the pastry." You explained to him. He nodded his head.

"You guys can head back and rest for the night. We'll lock up when we are done here." Seonghwa said to the 5.

"Yeah. We've all had a long day." Wooyoung agreed.

"That's okay, we want to watch." Mingi smiled. You all looked at each other and laughed. Jongho and Wooyoung weighed everything out before you and Seonghwa retrieved the cold mixer parts.

"Looks like we'll need to do it twice. This isn't going to fit into our Kitchen Aids." Jongho sighed.

"It's fine. It's just the initial mixing stage anyway, we'll do the final incorporation with our hands." You said.

"I'll get the cold water." You went out to the front, coming back with two containers of ice water. Once the butter, flour and salt/sugar were crumbled, you and Wooyoung slowly added the cold water into the mixer for the doughs to come together. Jongho helped you to manually bring the dough together.

"Let me." Seonghwa said to Wooyoung, who poured the crumbles onto the metal work surface. Seonghwa gathered it all with his hands, pressing it together.

"Here." You threw some flour and handed them the rolling pin.

"Woahhhhhhh." The 5 said in awe at the way you threw the flour onto the dough and work surface.

"It's like those professionals on television, the way they throw the flour and make it into a cloud. It spreads so evenly." Yeosang said.

"They are professionals!" San elbowed Yeosang. It was amusing, like demonstrating things to a group of kindergarteners. Jongho and Seonghwa rolled the dough out and did two book folds.

"Do you not knead the dough?" Hongjoong asked.

"Not for this dough. Kneading the dough activates the gluten in the flour and creates chewiness. You would want that for bread but not for pastry like this. You want to avoid creating any chewiness so we don't touch it." Seonghwa explained.

"This 'book fold' just creates more layers of butter. If we were doing croissants, we would do it a few more times, that's how you get the layers in a croissant." Jongho added.

"Woo and I will wrap it." You and Wooyoung went over to wrap the slabs of dough, writing on top of the plastic to indicate the use.

"That's it. We'll roll and blind bake them tomorrow morning." Wooyoung said.

"Thank you for teaching us." San smiled kindly.

You did the washing up with Jongho while Wooyoung and Seonghwa cleaned the work surface of butter and flour. The 5 other boys waited for all of you to be done.

"Let's go." Seonghwa grabbed your coat for you. Yunho watched as Seonghwa helped you put your coat on.

"Goodnight. See you all tomorrow." Mingi waved, along with the others. The 4 of you bowed and waved before heading to Wooyoung's car. Yunho and Mingi went to Yunho's car while San and Yeosang rode with Hongjoong. Mingi played the music, waiting for Yunho to start the engine.

"So, how do you really feel?" Mingi asked.

"What do you mean?" Yunho chuckled, confused by his best friend's sudden question.

"It's just the two of us, it's the first day of opening your own restaurant. You can be honest on how you really feel after today. It's okay to hate it." Mingi said.

"Hate it? I don't hate it. For from actually... I honestly thought it was going to be a disaster but it wasn't." Yunho blinked.

"I guess we fit well with the kitchen team then." Mingi said. Yunho hummed in agreement.

"They're professionals, they've worked in so many restaurants before. So I was worried that they would see how much of an amateur I am and quit but they didn't." Yunho confessed.

"Yunho ah, you need to have more faith in humanity. See? (y/n) said they weren't made when you were honest with them." Mingi teased.

Yunho rolled his eyes, knowing that Mingi was making fun of him. But it was Mingi's way of comforting Yunho. You were right, you were tougher than Yunho thought. Something bloomed in Yunho's chest, a whole new feeling of excitement.

"Well, I hope we have a long partnership with them." Yunho said with a soft smile. Mingi turned to his best friend's side profile, raising an eyebrow in suspicion.

"You're ever so positive." Mingi chuckled.

When Yunho walked into the cafe the next morning, he was smiling, coffee cups in hand for his kitchen crew to thank them for a successful first day. But his smile dropped slightly when he noticed only 3 people working in the kitchen.

"Where's (y/n)?" Yunho blinked, handing out the coffees.

"She told us she'll be coming in late today so we started first." Jongho shrugged, taking a sip of the coffee.

"I noticed (y/n) making a drink for you yesterday so I assumed that you are not a coffee drinker... Is a berry smoothie okay?" Yunho turned to Seonghwa.

"Yeah, that's fine. Thanks for noticing." Seonghwa blinked, stunned that Yunho took note of that.

"So... (y/n) is okay?" Yunho cleared his throat.

"She is. If not, Seonghwa hyung wouldn't be here now. He would be busy nursing her." Wooyoung teased. Seonghwa turned to glare at the younger male. He took a sip of the smoothie and continued working on what he was doing. Yunho just stared in confusion but nodded his head.

"Hey, sorry I'm late." Right on cue, you walked in. There was a container you were cradling in your hands. But no one could see what was inside, there was tin foil covering it.

"Morning." Yunho followed you in while you were putting your stuff in the small locker room.

"Hey." You replied.

"Are you alright?" Yunho asked, twidling his thumbs. After putting your bag in the small cubby, you turned around to face him, raising an eyebrow.

"Why wouldn't I be?" You asked back. Your questions back made Yunho flustered.

"N-No reason." He smiled shyly, rubbing the back of his neck. You hummed and grabbed your apron from the rack, tying it around your waist. You dug into your bag to take your knives out.

"Don't worry about me being late, I told the boys I'll stay back later to clean up after them, make up for however late I was." You spoke. Yunho wasn't worried about that, he knew that you would work schedules out with your team better than he could.

"Also, here." You shoved the container you were carrying into his hands and walked out, not wanting your team to wait any longer.

"Wait, what is-" Yunho stopped when he opened the container and saw fresh blueberry muffins inside. Touching one with his finger, he felt how they were still warm.

'Since blueberry muffins didn't win the vote.'

Was all your scribbled on the post it note that was stuck to the side of the container.

"Yunho ah. Why are you just standing there?" Mingi walked into the small space, appearing behind his best friends. He curiously peeked over Yunho's shoulder.

"Are those muffins?" Mingi asked and reached out for one but Yunho slapped Mingi's hand away, quickly closing the container.

"Ouch! What was that for?" Mingi hissed.

"Those are mine. Get your own." Yunho frowned, holding the container to his chest like it was a treasure chest filled with gold. Mingi looked at Yunho but held his hands up in defeat. Clearing his throat, Yunho went out to the front, where he was alone. He grabbed his coffee and tore open a muffin to eat.

The burst of gooey, slightly tart blueberry, coupled with the crunchy top and warmth of the muffin was the perfect accompaniment to the coffee he had.

"What's Yunho doing sitting there?" Hongjoon asked after seeing his friend sit at one of the booths.

"I can tell you what he's not doing, and that's sharing his muffins." Mingi scoffed. Hongjoong cast the taller a strange look.

"I'm going to kitchen to steal samples." Mingi said and entered the kitchen. San was already snacking on the off cuts of the carrot cake that you were cutting, wanting to edges to line up to frost.

"Hey, I want some too!" Mingi said.

"Here, have this." San held a small piece out to him. Yeosang stood by Jongho's side, watching Jongho fan out the apple slices on top of the pastry.

"That's so pretty." Yeosang complimented. Jongho nodded with a hum.

"I'm not cutting through, just scoring it so the sides around the apple slices will puff up but the middle won't." Jongho explained. Once he lined up all the apple danishes on the tray, he did a light egg wash on the exposed pastry and put the tray into the oven.

"What are you doing next?" He asked.

"I have to thin out this apricot jam to brush over the apples when it is done. It will give a nice shine and sweetness." Jongho explained.

"Who is making the quiche filling?" You asked the kitchen as you were whipping up the cream cheese frosting for the carrot cake. Wooyoung raised his hand.

"Let me just put the matcha cakes in the oven before starting on that." He said.

"Jongho, when you're done with the apricot glaze, you can start slicing the strawberries that will go in the cake." You instructed.

"Sure." Jongho nodded.

"I've started the chocolate muffins. We still need someone to put the galettes in the oven after the apple danishes come out. The vegetables have been prepped and sliced." Seonghwa said.

"I'll do it after frosting my cake." You replied. After having your 3 layers of carrot cake, you frosted them with the icing.

"What icing is this?" San asked.

"Cream cheese icing. The same as the one on the red velvet cake." You took a plastic spoon from the cup and scooped out some to let him have a taste. But before he put it in his mouth, he put some of the cake crumbs on top to have it together. He ate it and let out sounds of happiness.

"So good!" San said with a big smile. You chuckled and started the frost the cake. You were not the best at cake decorating so you just topped it swirls of the frosting, it looked pretty in a rustic way.

"Let's put this in the fridge." You brought the tray to the smaller fridge and put it in there.

"What am I working on next?... Oh, galettes." You said and grabbed the metal containers where Jongho had sliced the vegetables.

"Have the aubergines been sweated already?" You asked.

"Yes. Done and rinsed." Jongho replied. Sometimes, aubergines could be bitter so you usually sprinkle salt on them to draw out the moisture and rinse off the salt afterwards.

"So what's in here?" Yeosang came up next to you, looking at the sliced vegetables.

"Zucchini, yellow squash, bell peppers, onions and aubergines. So we'll bake this then crumble some feta cheese over." You said.

"That sounds good and I don't even like vegetables." Hongjoong chuckled from the doorway. Mingi and San seconded. It slightly amused you that these men were so open about their distaste for vegetables like children.

"We'll make you like vegetables for as long as we're here." Wooyoung joked.

"Yes, we're good at making vegetables tasty." You smiled.

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heademptie · 21 days

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Ghoap x Comms!Reader continued...

Reader avoids Ghost as much as they can, not wanting to stir things up more than they already have, but they're only successful because Ghost allows it. And Ghost only allows it so he can better observe them. He's tried pulling strings, using his rank and reputation to try and find out more about reader. But it comes up short. He gets access to their file, but its all fluff inside, lots of it confidential or just blank. Their name isnt even on the file, just the callsign (to keep reader anonymous) Laswell gave out. He asked her too, but she didn't have the answers he wanted.

"Tell me about them." "Not much to tell, I'm afraid. Why? You think they're a threat?" "Don't know yet." "Should I be worried, Ghost?" He pauses, thinking it over. But Laswell knows well enough, that if there was a threat, Ghost wouldn't hesitate. So she sighs and hands over the lackluster file. "They work behind the scenes, no field record. They were brought here-" Her voice drowns out with information Ghost already knows, the extent of Laswells knowledge on the matter. On first glance the file looks fine, personal information left blank or blacked out, a brief service record. Nothing in the field, like Laswell said, but a few listings for assistence with signal decoding. But most of their work is as a mundane office drone, 'A temp,' Ghost thinks amused.

So he skulks around base and observes.

Johnny is confused. He's been able to read Ghost for some time now, their connection and dynamic so intertwined, so in tune with each other, thriving since Las Almas. He notices almost immediately, the sudden hostility and caution Ghost displays on base, it takes him a bit longer to find the target.

He tries to ask outright, of course he does because why wouldn't Ghost talk to him, but he gets shut down. A gruff response. "Don't know what you're talking about Johnny."

Soap pushes, of course, but he gets repeatedly shut out. He moaps a bit, like a kicked puppy, before he catches on to who has made Ghost like this. He's surprised when he cathes the critical look of Ghost when Reader walks by, and he doesnt miss the quick glance they flick over Ghost. Then that glance jumps to him and reader gives a small smile and nod, one that looks a little too nervous to be oblivious to Ghost's scrutiny.

So he finds them the next evening, Reader is leaving tomorrow, going back to wherever they were before, so they went out for a drink. He slides up next to them easily, and gives a bright, syrup sweet smile to ease into things. Reader is a bit tense to begin with but relaxs just a bit once conversation starts. Soap starts slow and vague, idle chat morphing into talking about readers time on base before eventually reaching his desired point of discussion.

Immediately, the mood shifts. Reader is subtle with it, smile becoming a little tighter at the corners, and eyes scanning over him with an increased intensity. They play dumb, not lying to him but repeating his words, asking thier own questions, faux confusion furrowing their brows.

'They're good at this,' Johnny thinks as reader gives another vague answer, easing him in the direction to make a false assmunption. He's not mad, a little annoyed, but mostly he thinks that they're clever. 'Maybe this is why Simon is suspicious,' reader is still on guard, but as Johnny relaxes into the back and forth, so do they. Its like a game now. 'A simple desk worker shouldn't be this good'.

The night comes to an end and Johnny insists on walking them back to base. He'll bring it up to Ghost again, mention how reader easily navigated the pseudo interrorgation, get him to talk. Its on the walk back that reader looks over to Soap, eyes kind yet critical and sighs. He looks over and reader offers a smile. Theres something in that smile he doesnt have the chance to decipher before they've caught him off guard.

"It's his business to tell you what's going on. I don't want to step on any more toes, especially since im out of here in a few hours."

Soap goes to ask more, opens his mouth, ready to launch into his questions, eager to finally get answers. But they put a hand on his shoulder and he falters.

"But for gods sake just tell him already."

He's confused, but the look they give speaks volumes. Oh. Oh. Johnny understands now. The hostility, the caution, the observation. Just as they saw through Johnny and cupped his weakness in their gentle hold, they had done the same to Simon.

Oh. This is...

Reader is gone the next day, as was expected, but Ghost is only slighty eased, and Soap finds himself a little on edge. It's not till weeks later, with readers voice nagging at him with that kind exasperation, that Soap (a little liquored up) is in Ghosts barrack.

They're shouting at each other, fear turning into misplaced anger before it goes quiet in the small room. They're both breathing heavy, Ghost, Simon in this moment, breaks it.

"I'll kill anyone who hurts you. And I'd be pleased to." He follows closely, closing the gap until uncovered hands grasp Johnny's face, as gentle as Simon can manage. "If you're mine, no one, no one, can touch you." Johnny is thrilled.

As the sun rises, the two are twisted together in the sheets of Ghosts too small bed, Johnny wears a tooth rotting smile. They think, seperately, offhandedly, that they really should thank that too clever reader.

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starniolosposts · 22 days

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behind the fame (2)

part 1, part two

pairing: chris sturniolo x reader

summary: you are starting to drown in your life, from your job to your trauma— and don’t see a way out. then chris sturniolo comes into your life.

warnings: controlling, guilt tripping (none of this is from chris)

notes: do you guys like it? is there any constructive criticism you have? i just really hope its okay, its my first story. but i’m excited as well! (this is not proofread or edited)

your phones ring tone blares through the bathroom, making your hands pause as you wash your hair. you had just gotten back home from that uncomfortable lingerie shoot that you never wanted to do. you gulped at the thought of everyone seeing you in such a vulnerable and exposed state.

contemplating, you shook your head and let your phone ring. you were in the shower with shampoo in your hair, why could you get out to answer it?

after your shower, you did your entire routine before looking at your phone. your eyes widened slightly in shock, caydens name displayed multiple times on the screen. he tried to call you 5 times and then went on to text you 10 times.

guilt bubbled up in your stomach as you chewed on your nail. what should you say to make him less angry? his texts were very passive aggressive, some just complaining snd some degrading. though thus wasn’t unusual for him,

you sighed and reluctantly pressed the call button.

of course he picked up in a millisecond, his tone making you shrink in on yourself. even just his voice has that much power over you, and you hate yourself for it.

"y/n, why didn't you answer me? it could have been very urgent. do you not care about me or this job?" he asks harshly.

you shake your head even if he cant see you. "of course i care! i'm so sorry, i was in the shower. i didn't see any of your calls or texts until i was out of the shower." you say, trying to convince him to not blow up. you hear him heavily sigh before he speaks with a normal tone, making you sigh in relief.

"well, it wasn't something urgent so you're lucky. i cancelled the shoot at 7, instead i want you to go to an influencer event. we need to start getting you out to social media, it'll help your reach to people." he explains.

relief flows over you, your stomach grumbling happily from the knowledge that you could eat without worry of bloating for the shoot or cayden knowing. "i agree, that would be great."

"good. i'll send you the details. make sure you look good, show off skin and look extra pretty. influencers from every platform will be there, some with thousands of followers and some with millions and millions." cayden chuckled, taking joy in the fact that he knew he was making you anxious about it.

you bit the inside of your cheek before responding. "okay, i'll try my best."

cayden didn't say anything before he hung up, making you set your phone down with a small huff. you stared down at your floor in thought. you were going to meet some of the biggest/trendiest influencers of right now, and you were very nervous. social interaction never came easy to you, you were on the shyer and more introvert side, despite your job. now you would have to introduce yourself to important people, and you knew cayden would be breathing down your neck the whole entire night. he would kill you if you screwed this up.

you were not very excited to say the least.

you got up and searched in your fridge for something to eat, and thought on the bright side of thing, at least you didn't have to do that bikini shoot early tomorrow morning.

as you sat at your kitchen island, eating a bowl of cereal even if it was late at night, your phone dinged. you grumbled and picked it up, knowing it was cayden since no one else texted you. he had sent you the details for the event. it was tomorrow at 6 pm, at a really nice venue not to far from your apartment.

“remember, smile like you love them. they like to be appreciated and want to feel important. flirt if you have too, just make sure to give a good impression. have them remember you.” cayden directed, sipping on his whiskey in the back of the limo, you sitting next to him.

you gulped and nodded, taking a deep breath as you got closer to the venue. you looked down at tour outfit and felt goosebumps rise on your arms. it was freezing outside, but cayden had demanded you wear this revealing dress. it was black, sparkly, and tight, having a very low neckline to show off your breasts and a high slit going up to your mid-thigh.

“will you be staying at the event?” you asked, and your prayers were ignored as he nodded.

“yes. i’ll be watching over you, don’t worry.” he smiled but it didn’t reach his eyes. you only nodded once again.

the venue was beautiful. you stepped out of the limo in awe, mouth agape as you looked around at the marvelous outside. you yelped as a cold hand pressed harshly on your lower back, guiding you to the entrance.

cayden leaned down to your ear, “be good.” his tone was a warning, dark and threatening.

bad shivers went down your spine and cayden himself just caused your stomach to churn. you wanted to lean away but stayed frozen, only your legs moving to walk inside the big entrance.

as you walked in the venue on shaky legs with cayden behind you, people started to whisper.

“is that y/n l/n? i didn’t know she would be here!”

“woah, a celebrity is here? why is she here?”

“dude, did you see her wearing that lingerie shit? i want to fuck her so bad, now i have the chance to talk to her.”

your chest heaved in panic, your eyes staring down at your feet as you swiftly made your way to and empty table. you sat down and rubbed your forehead, easing your anxiety and panic. you never did good with attention, especially when it was negative or weird. good attention you were fine with, it was nice to be noticed and appreciated sometimes. but you hated the creeps or the people who made fun of you just because you were you.

“y/n, calm down. people will talk, its not that big of a deal. your behavior right now is embarrassing and outrageous. do i need to remind you of what i said?” cayden leaned down to look you in the eye, raising an eyebrow.

you blinked and shook your head. “n-no. i’m fine, i’m fine.” you cleared your throat and shook up, shoving down tour nerves and feelings as you started to walk around. you felt better with cayden following you, as he decided to sit down at the empty table with his drink and phone, not paying attention to you at all. it felt nice, freeing.

others peoples eyes were on you, but you tried to pay them no mind. you bit your lip as you try and find someone who looked welcoming or inviting, but could find no one. everyone was already in their groups/cliques, and it made you feel awkward barging into their group.

your looking at your feet to not make eye contact with anyone, but accidentally bump into someone. you gasp and stumbled backwards to fall, but someone grabs your arm and steadies you. its the guy you bumped into, and you stare.

he stares as well, shock written in his blue eyes as he searches your face in recognition. he clears his throat and lets go of your arm, “are you okay?”

you can only blink up at him, and it makes him chuckle at your silence.

“did you hit your head or something?” he asks cheekily, then sticks his hand out with a grin. “i’ll properly introduce myself. i’m chris sturniolo.”

chris’ introduction is met with more silence, and he tilts his head in confusion. he knows you talk, as you have on tv and interviews he’s seen. he knows who you are, who doesn’t at this point? you’re y/n l/n, the famous young model who is climbing the ranks quickly. he wonders what your doing here, at a influencers event. you were way to famous to be here.

your throat is dry and your heart pumps for a different reason than anxiety. his hair flips as his head tilts, eyes staring into yours with an unreadable expression. you gulp and mindlessly nod in response to his introduction, shaking his hand.

chris’ lips twitch into a smirk as he lets your hand go, and he gets a feeling that you wont talk easily. were you too nervous? lost your voice? maybe you randomly decided to go mute? did you not like him and not want to speak to him? he shrugs in his mind before sighing, “alright, well it was nice to meet you. my brothers are waiting over there—”

“can i come with?”

chris blinks before a smirk reaches his mouth, feeling accomplished. he got you to talk, and he liked your voice. “sure, quiet girl.”

you huff a small laugh at the nickname and quickly follow after chris as he maneuvers his way through the crowd of people. he glances behind him and smiles, “i warn you, my brothers will freak when they see you. they are fans of you and love your work.”

blush tints your cheeks, still not used to having fans and people that admire you. you nod and wring your hands, nervous to start meeting new people.

“chris! where did you run off to?! i literally just met larray and i’m freaking out.” a voice that sounded similar to chris exclaims.

your slightly behind chris, but can see the two carbon copies of him. your eyes widen in surprise, they were triplets?

chris smirks, and his brothers know what that smirk means. “what did you do now?” one asks with exasperation.

“nothing, i just bumped into someone too.” he said nonchalantly, building it up, “her name is y/n l/n.” you took this as you were supposed to introduce yourself, so you stepped into their line of sight and smiled with embarrassment.

the one with the nose ring stared at you with his jaw dropped, and the other one that looked most like chris had his eyes wide open.

“oh holy mother of fuck, it really is her! its such a pleasure to meet you, i’m nick sturniolo and this is matt.”

you laugh and your eyes crinkle from how wide you smiled. you loved when people weren’t to serious, and didn’t caring about what others thought. you could tell nick didn’t care, and you wished you were like that. “i’m y/n l/n.”

“no shit. you’re a full blown celebrity. what the hell are you doing here?” nick asks, then receives a small glare from chris and matt. “i mean— i’m just wondering why you would grace these people with your presence when they don’t deserve it.”

your cheeks turn pink and you shrug. “manager said it would be good for me. and please, just treat me like a regular person.” you tried to joke.

nick chuckled nervously, “yeah, sorry about my fan-girling. ill stop now.”

“good, your squealing was getting annoying.” matt starts to poke fun, but it made your eyes widen. you didn’t have any siblings, so you weren’t very familiar with how their dynamics worked. you watched in confusion and wonder as they started to bicker. you caught on pretty quick that they didn’t mean any of it was were just doing it for fun and teasing.

“they do this all the time, ignore them. they fight the most out of all of us.” chris says, standing next to you with his arms crossed as he looked at his brothers.

you nodded and softly smiled. you liked them already, they seemed genuine and made you feel as ease without even saying anything and without you even knowing them. it made you drawn to them.

chris feels himself get nervous and get small butterflies in his stomach when he glances at you, which has never happened before. he gulps and blurts out, “how is the event going so far for you?”

you pull a face and tilt your hand back in forth in a ‘so-so’ motion. “alright. its not really my thing, social gatherings.”

chris nods and laughs, “me too, i hate these event things. nick forced me and matt to come.” he grumbles, glaring at them, who are still going back and forth.

“i understand.” you whisper, thinking back to how cayden forces you to do things too. your mind couldn’t help but think back on the words he said to you in the limo. ‘flirt if you have too.’ you shook your head with furrowed brows. you would never just flirt with someone to get their attention, absolutely not. the thought of flirting with someone you don’t like romantically makes you uncomfortable, but if cayden was watching, would he want you to flirt with the triplets? you glanced at chris subconsciously and your eyes scrutinized him carefully. you liked his style, his hair looked soft, his side profile was attractive, his eyes that were looking at you—

you quickly looked away and felt humiliation and embarrassment fill you. he caught you blatantly staring with blush on your cheeks, how could this get any worse?

“y/n.”

your muscles immediately tense and your breath hitches at the sound of caydens voice behind you. the underlining tone of anger made you want the ground to swallow you hole.

chris, nick, and matt all turned to look at cayden standing behind you, confused and cautious from your reaction. chris was most suspicious as he saw the dread fill your eyes the second you heard that voice, and he couldn’t help but think something was wrong.

cayden smiled at the triplets, but even they could tell it was strained. “nice to meet you, gentlemen. i’m y/n’s manager, cayden anderson.” he sets a hand on your forearm, shifting you closer to him. it felt like a jealous and territorial move, and it made your skin crawl with uncomfortableness.

you gulp and stare down at the floor, wishing for this interaction to be over with. cayden always brought awkwardness, tension, and a whole ball of negativity to anyone close or trying to be close with you. ironic, since he tells you to make connections and then gets jealous when you try to.

the triplets could obviously feel the tension by their silence.

nick is the first to break the awkward and tense silence. “yeah, nice to meet you too. i’m nick sturniolo, and this is chris and matt. we’re triplets.” he explains, trying to smile it off.

chris glances between you and cayden, and he knows its none of his business considering he only met you 5 minutes ago, but you seemed so obviously uncomfortable and anxious around your manager that it was hard to miss. “nice to meet you.” he says curtly, deciding very quickly he doesn’t like this cayden guy.

cayden stared at chris dead in the eye, feeling his dislike towards him. he is surprised when chris gives him a dirty look while scanning him up and down, since not many people are brave enough to do that to a well-known and famous modeling manager.

“well, i think tonight is enough for y/n. she has a early shoot tomorrow.” cayden pats your arm before squeezing, making you wince and nod silently in agreement.

chris bit his tongue, forcing himself not to say anything to that. it was only 6:30, 30 minutes into the event. he glanced at you, “alright, good luck on the shoot.” he smiles, making you blink before a small smile grows on your lips. you didn’t want to leave, you want to get to know the triplets more. but you knew that you couldn’t disobey cayden, especially not when he was in this mood.

“thanks.” you whisper, and then you are whisked away by cayden, not being able to say goodbye to tour new friends? acquaintances? you didn’t know, you didn’t have a lot if experience in the friend department, as sad as that sounds. your whole life had been modeling, and you were taught to make no friends in the industry.

“…was that weird, or is that just me?” matt speaks up, staring in the direction you were dragged off in.

nick nods and bites the inside of his cheek. “yeah, but she was really sweet and shy. i don’t like that guy though. crayon, or whatever the fuck his name was.” he grumbled.

chris sighed, ignoring the urge to go after you to… he doesn’t know. to get your number? ask you to stay? this was unlike him, being so unsure and anxious to talk to someone. usually he was fine with new people, making conversation easily, but with you its different and he doesn’t know why.

nick and matt glance at each other as chris was distracted, eyes staring off in the direction you were dragged off in with a sour look on his face.

“i wonder if he’s interested in her.” matt asks with a yawn. he is his triplet after all, he can tell when something like this happens.

nick sighs and rolls his eyes, “i’m pretty sure he’s already falling in love. he was quiet and he seemed nervous. you and i both know those are signs of a crush for chris.”

“i mean, she is y/n l/n. who doesn’t have a crush on her?” matt comments, scrolling on his phone mindlessly.

“true, i’m gay and i have a crush on her.”

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oops-all-concrete · 4 months

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I'm doing another BG3 companions headcanons dump, since I enjoyed the last one a lot! So please enjoy;

BG3 COMPANIONS REACT TO; TAV IS SCARED!

(For further context, companions reacting to Tav having to be around something they don't like, eg; water, small spaces, fire, undead etc, or they're just jumpy in general. Also, romance is not established, but implied!)

Wall of fluff below, enjoy

Lae'zel -

It depends on the fear. If it's something like a cave that's barely holding up or the group is sneaking past a hoard, she'll agree the situation is critical, but encourage focus. "I'd also like for this to be over. But it won't be if we hesitate and dally" but if it's something like heights or rivers, she doesn't understand...but she will become a githyanki barrier between Tav and whatever is causing them stress.

Shadowheart -

She's pretty understanding of most fears. She freezes at the mere howl of a distant wolf, so if Tav flinches at the crackle of fire or the smell of blood, so be it. She keeps an eye out and tries to find work arounds if the group is about to enter somewhere Tav is going to hate. If it's unavoidable, she's as gentle as possible. "We've got this. It'll be over before you know it, I promise you. Then we'll never have to do this again."

Wyll -

He'll make it as tolerable as possible, but will encourage Tav to face their fears head on. "I'm not scared. I have no reason to be and neither do you, because I won't let anything happen to you" he'll promise. Won't push, won't complain. Just keeps Tav in arms reach and stays calm. He's proudly Tavs dedicated rock. And sheild. And blade. He sasses anybody has anything to say about it.

Karlach -

"Don't worry. Mama K is the best teifling sheild around, from here to Avernus! Stick close" She smiles, confident as ever. Even if she is scared too, she'll pretty much forget about that while Tav is scared. Tav is her main priority, and she let's them know proudly. Anyone else says anything? She's reaching for the greataxe.

Gale -

Doesn't want you to be embarrassed, so he tells you about a silly fear he has. Has a knack for rambling Tav into distraction, so he takes advantage as best he can of their attention. Of course in a moment of panic he'll drop the 'I did something stupid' fake laughter and immediately stop everything. "We can go, right now. I'm sure we can find another way to do this, we always do. I don't care if it takes longer, it's got to be better than watching you shake like that"

Astarion -

He pretends not to notice. Not because he doesn't care, but comfort has never been his strong suit. He worries he's going to make it all worse if he addresses Tav about it. Instead he occupies himself with laughing about whatever situation they're in. If he knows anything, its how to be disarming, and laughter works like a charm...but if it doesn't and nobody else steps in to comfort Tav, he'll do it- granted the words are coming out before he can think too hard; "Look at me. You have survived a goblin camp of cultists, an entire githyanki creche- we met after crashing from a nautaloid ship with illithid worms in our heads. This is nothing. You're stronger than this."

Bonus! (the elders)

Halsin -

He can tell they're nervous before Tav can. He checks in regularly and asks repeatedly if there's anything else he can do to make it all easier. Once it gets to be too much, he calls it for Tav. "I understand if you'd rather myself and a few others handle this. While I'm proud of you for staying, I can promise you no disappointment if you wish to leave. Your wellbeing isn't worth sacrificing for this"

Jaheira -

Similar to Halsin, she's very quick to pick up on when something upsets Tav even if they don't say anything. She subtly keeps an ear out for how well they're holding up, and will make excuses for Tav to take breaks and get further away from the thing they're scared of. "Apologies, but this old druid needs to rest her old lady hips. Tav, it would be safer if we both went to that safe spot there, come on." Jaheira won't bring it up, but its easy to figure out what she's doing.

Minsc -

He doesn't notice for a while, even if its obvious, but once it occurs to him, he draws an obnoxious amount of attention to it. Granted he's also asking people to get between you and the source of discomfort and will tell anyone who so much as sighs to politely shut the fuck up. If he thinks it will help, he will put Boo on Tavs shoulder. "Boo is a war criminal! Everything fears Boo. He'll protect you from all the nasties, won't you Boo?"

Hope you enjoyed! Let me know if you guys have any prompt ideas, I'd LOVE to write more ^^

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zoeykallus · 8 months

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Hey I absolutely love your writing and wanted to ask you if you could do a batch ,rex,Wolffe,Gregor Howzer x reader

I just had my finals and I absolutely nailed it

I got one of the best scores in my country and will be able to go to every University I want and my family celebrated with Champagne (my parents sister aunt etc.) what would my clone and I do and how would they act in such a family moment (the first or second time they see my parents and don’t know my other family members)

I would really love to see this and you would make me so happy.

Aloha!

Firstly, I'm so sorry it took me so long to get here! Secondly, CONGRATULATIONS! That's so awesome! I'm proud of you and so are our clone men 😁

The Bad Batch/Rex/Wolffe/Gregor/Howzer x Reader HCs - Proud Family Moment

Mostly Fluff

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Ko-Fi (If you feel like giving me some coffee)

Hunter

He is so happy for you! Hunter is very proud, but also a little nervous to meet your family. He dresses up neatly and brings souvenirs for everyone. He wants to make a good impression.

Flowers, chocolates, champagne, even balloons for you. Even though he might get some critical looks at first, among other things because of his rather conspicuous tattoo on his face, his smart, calm, and kind nature quickly wins over your family.

The way he treats you and looks at you, full of respect, pride and affection, quickly catches everyone's attention. He cares for you, reads your every wish from your lips. Hunter has quickly won not only your heart.

You are the center of the attention, and Hunter is happy to see how happy you are.

Echo

He may seem a little stiff at first, but that's because he's nervous and wants to do everything right. He is immensely proud of you. Echo has brought food, homemade of course, only the finest and other small gifts for you and your family.

It takes a little while, but he finally thaws out and feels really comfortable with you and your family. He even exchanges a few recipes with your aunt and has a pleasant man to man conversation with your father.

Echo feels honored that you and your family let him participate in this moment, and he also thanks you, very solemnly with a little speech in which he also speaks very proudly, about you and your success, which is applauded and well received by everyone.

Wrecker

The hearty giant takes all hearts by storm. He makes jokes, takes care of the drinks for everyone and every time your eyes meet, he beams at you proudly, lovingly.

Your family likes him very much, he is so open and warm. He is not too shy and quickly gets into conversation with people. He speaks highly of you, how much he likes you is more than obvious, and this goes down well with your family.

Wrecker is very grateful for the invitation, he likes that you include him, he likes to be a part of you, your life.

You don't have to worry about anything today, Wrecker serves you from front to back, and he does it with pleasure.

"Let me do that for you!" he says and gets you something to eat, "I'm so proud of you, sweetie".

Tech

He is incredibly proud of you. Tech has often studied with you and gone through your study material with you.

At the party with your family, however, he is unusually quiet at first, afraid to say the wrong thing or to make a mess with his special way. But he gradually thaws out. His gentle, intelligent manner is very well received.

He talks a lot and your family asks a lot of questions, fascinated by the knowledge Tech carries around with him.

His smile is small, almost gentle, but his eyes light up every time your eyes meet. Tech is very proud of you and incredibly grateful to be here to celebrate with you and your family. He's never had much of a real family, aside from his brothers, but this feels like home.

Crosshair

You could not persuade him to come to the family celebration. Crosshair wrestled with himself for a long time, but couldn't bring himself to do it. He is just not ready yet. However, that doesn't change the fact that he is incredibly proud of you.

You have a date for the evening, after the party. Corsshair is there much too early, waiting on the street corner with a feeling in his stomach as if he had swallowed a big stone. He feels he let you down when he declined the invitation.

He waits until you come out, waves to you. Crosshair has flowers for you and a fancy bracelet, a small gift for the successful graduation.

"Are you mad?" he asks as you smile and put on the bracelet.

You look at him questioningly.

"What, why?"

"Because I wasn't at the ceremony," he says meekly, still feeling the rock in his stomach.

You kiss his cheek and say, "No Cross, I'm not. You're not ready, and that's okay."

A small smirk appears on his lips.

Rex

He is so proud, has told everywhere about it, no matter if people want to hear it or not, somehow he always manages to slip your degree into a conversation.

You're already afraid people won't like you anymore because they're constantly being chatted up about you by him.

Of course, he comes to the family party. Disciplined, polite and decent as Rex is, he is well received by your family.

He pushes chairs, helps people out of their jackets, pours drinks for the women present, and is, as always, a gentleman. He quickly becomes the center of attention, even when he doesn't want to be. Every now and then he throws you a wry smile or a wink, while your aunt hangs on his arm and asks him a thousand questions.

You can't blame her, how could anyone not like Rex?

Wolffe

Oh, he is very proud of you, very happy about your success. But he would rather celebrate with you alone.

At first, he doesn't really want to come to the family party, he thinks he would only disturb them, but you can persuade him. Of course, he has flowers for you and a bottle of fine, sweet wine from Naboo.

The stoic, serious Wolffe is looked at quite critically at first, partly because he seems so gloomy and serious. But he and your father strike up a conversation, and slowly the good Wolffe thaws out. You watch them for a while and are fascinated by how lively they talk, they seem to get along very well.

Wolffe's gaze briefly wanders to yours, he smirks and winks at you, his way of saying that it was a good idea for him to come along.

Gregor

He is enraptured, totally thrilled.

"That's great, I'm so proud of you!" he exclaims, twirling you around.

Of course, he comes along to the family party. Gregor is just a little shy for a moment, but quickly finds his way in and into various conversations with your relatives. You hear his sweet giggle over and over and smile in satisfaction.

He helps your father at the barbecue, in between handing out drinks, happily contributing and already feeling almost at home himself.

He is so gentle and at the same time full of energy that you can only watch him grinning. Gregor beams at you as your eyes meet. Gregor is very proud of you and very happy to be here and celebrate with you and your family.

Howzer

You are so disappointed. Howzer canceled at short notice, an unexpected mission is coming up, and he has to leave the planet. Actually, you are still happy, you are proud, and rightly so. But the fact that Howzer had to cancel at such short notice drags your mood down quite a bit, against your will.

With a sigh you enter the house, having bought some cake, when you see that everyone is in the garden. And if your eyes don't deceive you, Howzer is there too. You hurry outside and stare at the people present, your family, Howzer.

There is a large pavilion set up in the garden, a buffet table, benches and tables, all decorated with balloons and flowers.

It turns out Howzer lied to you to surprise you, he planned all this with your family behind your back from the start, got the decorations, seating, drinks and the pavilion.

He beams at you, "Congratulations sweetie, we are all very proud of you. Sorry about the little white lie."

You push the cake into your aunt's hands, who almost drops it, and you fall around Howzer's neck, who hugs you warmly.

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watermelonlovershigh · 2 years

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harry looked so nervous at the premiere today for dwd🥹🥹🥹 you should write something were maybe he’s super nervous before and gets emotional and his wife just comforts him maybe he even gets sick from nerves🥹🥹🥹

A Series of Unfortunate Events in Italy (pt. 3)

The Late Night Flight (pt. 1)

Blowjobs & Pussy Rubbing in the Sky (SMUT) (pt. 2)

AN: i was saving this request for my part 3 of my three part series. it's not exact to the request but similar. i hope you enjoy and leave your feedback...

This story contains: mentions of anxiety, vomit, comfort, fluff

{ husbandrry - no kids - softrry - current harry era }

word count: 1,589

Harry lets his anxiety get to be too much, from the negative comments on his acting abilities to the drama his cast members had, that he ends up getting sick in the middle of the night and you comfort him.

Harry knew he wasn't the best actor out there but he and everyone who worked with him thought he was pretty decent. But with the recent conflict in the media about his performance from what they've seen in the Don't Worry Darling trailer, he was having some serious doubt. And with this self doubt came the anxiety he was feeling because he knew at this movie premiere the best of the best critics were going to watch and review his acting abilities.

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The plane ride to Venice was fine, well more then fine when you decided to give him that blowjob and let him rub your pussy, but as soon as you both got off the plane, Harry begun feeling quite ill. His anxiety was spiking and not only from the worry of what the critics may say, but also from the drama he knew his other cast members were dealing with, him being lucky enough to not have been apart of that fuss. You noticed on the way to the hotel Harry was being more quiet then he was previously but you didn't question it too much. You thought that maybe even though Harry got some sleep on the jet that he was just super exhausted.

Then when you went out to eat dinner at a little cafe down the street from the hotel you were staying in, Harry barely talked and he picked at his food. He loved Italian food so this put up additional warning signs in your brain. Why was Harry acting like this? Did you do something wrong? Was he coming down with a virus? You really didn't know.

Once you finished eating, you and Harry walked hand in hand back to the hotel and got ready for bed, beings it was getting late and you had to be up early in the morning for hair and makeup. When you laid down in the hotel bed and cuddled up to Harry like you normally do, you thought you'd sleep peacefully until Harry's alarm goes off at six am, but oh how you were wrong.

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Harry tossed and turned for hours, feeling the small amount he did eat at the Italian cafe not sitting well in his stomach at all. He was becoming increasingly more nauseous as time went on. His thoughts kept spiralling to, "They all hate me." "I'm such a bad actor." "What if a fight between Olivia and Florence erupts on the red carpet?", that if he stayed in this bed for one more minute he'd be puking all over you.

Harry tried as best as possible to carefully detach you from his sweaty body, then sprinted to hotel suites bathroom. As soon as Harry stepped foot into the bathroom he lifted the closed toilet seat with shaky hands and squatted down in front of the porcelain bowl. His mouth just salivates over the water for a moment before his body lurched forward and begun throwing up.

Loud sounds of retching and heaving woke you up from your peaceful sleep and when you opened your eyes to the mostly dark room, you realized your husband was no longer beside you. Meaning they must be coming from the bathroom where you assume he's located. You quickly fling the duvet off your body and pad your feet over to the bathroom which is a few feet from the bed.

When you arrive at the bathroom, the door is wide open, presumably from Harry not having the time or thought to shut it, and see him bent over the toilet, puking his guts out. You rush over to him in a speedy manner and immediately begin to rub your small hand up and down the length of his naked back, him only being dressed in his boxer briefs. Though you hate vomit and the sound it makes when someone is vomiting, you'd always be by your husbands side no matter how gross the act was. In sickness and in health you vowed and boy did you mean that whole heartedly.

"Shhh," you whisper while continuing to rub on Harry's back, "you're alright. I'm here now." He just makes an uncomfortable whine sound between dry heaves and when you notice him trying to push back his unruly hair, you stand up and grab the black hair clip he'd left on bathroom counter before bed. You come back to his crouched body and carefully scooped up his brown curls, twisting them on the top of his head and securing them with the hair clip so no puke gets in it. That wouldn't be very nice.

Then you squat back down and try your best to comfort him as best as possible. You didn't know if Harry was being sick because of a sickness or maybe food poisoning from the restaurant down the street, but by the way you noticed his hands and legs were shaking like crazy, you settle on the idea it may be from his anxiety. Harry sometimes had the tendency to allow his anxiety to get to be too much for him to handle and it'd make him sick to his stomach.

Once Harry finally got a break from throwing up, he blindly reached for some toilet paper to wipe off his mouth and nose before tossing the dirtied tissue in the puke filled toilet and flushed it. If he kept hovering over his sick for much longer it would only make him get sick again. He then turns his head to the side and sees your worried facial expressions. So he hoarsely mutters, "M'fine, love. Just a bit of a queasy stomach."

Knowing he wasn't telling you the full truth, you huff a breath before replying, "Harry, this seems much more than a queasy stomach. And your whole body is shaking. You don't feel like you have any sort of fever either. Tell me what's wrong so I can help you. What's really got you so sick?"

Knowing he can't lie to you anymore, Harry slowly turns his body around so he's facing you completely and while going to lean forward on your body, he nearly whispers, "Think it's my anxiety. Just with all the negative things said recently about my acting in Don't Worry Darling to the tension I know will be on the red carpet premiere tomorrow from the drama that happened on set, s'got got me feeling a bit sick. But I'm okay. Feel better now that I've emptied my stomach."

"Oh babe," you coo sadly at his admission, "your acting was great in the film. Don't let those internet trolls tell you otherwise. And I'm sure there won't be anything bad that happens at the movie premiere tomorrow. Whatever drama that happened on set will probably stay hidden because they're all adults and know how to remain professional. Don't have anything to worry about. But if you do start to worry, remember I'm gonna be by your side the entire time."

"Wanna go back to bed, please." Harry tells you as his head now lays on your shoulder.

"Does your stomach feel better?" you question cautiously, not wanting him to be sick in bed or anything.

He nods his head slowly and says, "Yeah, just tired now." You help Harry stand on wobbly legs and help him brush his teeth at the sink across from the toilet. Once his mouth was clean of the taste and smell of the bile he'd threw up minutes ago, you walk him back into the bedroom and help him get back under the duvet.

Before you joined him, you go over to the mini fridge and grab Harry a bottle of water to keep on his bedside table incase he was parched. You carry the water back over to the bed and set it beside him. "Here's some water if you feel thirsty, babe." Then you walk around the bed and slipped under the covers yourself.

Right as you were going to scoot over and cuddle with your lover, Harry beats you to it. Except as he's sliding over to you, he asks, "Can I, I lay on your chest?" His voice almost sounded childlike and it warmed your heart. It's like when a child has been sick and afterwards wants to join in bed with their parent(s) because they need comfort. And you were glad to be that comfort for him.

"Course," you answer in a loving tone, "come here, baby." Harry maneuvers his body until he's straddling your thighs and then lays his body down onto your front. If the circumstances were better, you'd initiate some midnight loving. But he'd just threw up all that was in his stomach so you'd imagine having sex wasn't a great idea right now. Not will all the movements it takes. Plus, he just seems so vulnerable at the moment and you'd never take advantage of him in this state.

As you start to lull back to sleep, you drag the covers up over Harry's bare back so he doesn't get cold and place a hand on the surface of his back. You soothingly rub your cold hand over his skin and the calming manner knocks Harry out. Well that relaxing feeling as well as just being in your hold. He felt safe and immense amounts of comfort and all the previous anxiety he'd felt was momentarily washed away. Maybe it'd return when he woke up or maybe it wouldn't. But for now he's solely focused on sleep for the big day ahead of him.

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klutzyroses · 2 years

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Hi! This is my first time requesting so I'm a bit nervous, I wanted to as of you could do mc who has mommy issues, like her mom mentally abused her, I'm sorry if this is too much too ask you can ignore it if you want(⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

P. S I have been a fan of your work lately and have been stalking your account for any new updates lol but keep up the good work your an amazing writer (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡

Ah, it's people like you who keep me writing, anon! Thank you!💖💖❤❤

IkeVamp HCs: Abused S/O

How do they handle an s/o who has been abused by her mother?

Suitors: Napoleon, Vincent, Isaac, Dazai

Warnings: Mentions of emotional and mental abuse, parental neglect

Napoleon

The former emperor was never one to pry directly into people's affairs unless they were willing to tell him and that went for his nunuche as well.

However he couldn't help but notice a sudden shift in her behavior one day when she started acting a little different.

Any criticism, teasing or any scolding she received, she took especially hard. Harder than she normally would actually.

When Sebastian had lightly scolded her over a mistake she made while Napoleon was present, one would think he had driven a knife in her heart. He hadn't said anything out of the ordinary or anything particularly cruel, but the darling looked so crushed that both men were taken aback, especially when she hurriedly excused herself and ran out the room, near tears.

Was it even a question that Napoleon went after her almost immediately?

He really didn't take long to find his belle at the gazebo on the bench, her trembling form obvious from miles away. He wasted no time going up to her and pulling her into a warm embrace.

He will wait until she is calm enough to open up.

His grip tightens around her just a little, to keep himself from shaking with anger when he hears all about her cold and abusive mother, how she berated her daughter for every mistake she did and made her feel like nothing she did was good enough.

He pressed a kiss to the top of her head as he let's her cry on his shoulder, running his hand up and down her back.

"It's okay, don't cry, mon ange, I'll protect you, and your heart from now on. So don't cry, okay...?"

He is a man of his word and he had yet to break any of the promises he made to the woman he loves.

Vincent

He had been awoken by whimpering next to him to see his sunflower crying in her sleep. Her beautiful face was wet with droplets of sorrow and distress as her soft lips mumbled apologies to someone, and promises to do better.

Worried, he gently woke her from her nightmare, unable to stand her tears for long.

If there is anyone who can understand the pain of being unloved by a parent, it's Vincent. So when she opens up that her nightmare was about her mother, her very vulgar and ill-tempered matriarch who made her life nothing short of a misery.

Vincent tenses as he listens to his beloved weep her sorrows onto his chest, his heart tightening.

With anger? Sadness? Sympathy? All three?

He couldn't be sure, but it was not a pleasant feeling. He could definitely relate to what she was feeling and it was only because of the sunflower in his arms that he could ever rise above it. And he would do the same for her.

He raises her face, holding the pretty visage in his hands as he kisses each tear away with such heart-rending tenderness, that the woman's sobs died down to quiet whimpers which are briefly cut off by a peck to the lips.

"Shh, it's going to be okay, scatje. I'm right here. I'll always be right here."

He would spend as long as he needs to shower her with the adoration she deserves. Until those woeful tears turn to the brightest of smiles.

Isaac

The physicist can very vaguely relate to having an emotionally distant mother, but to be treated in such a way? That was cruel.

He can't help but feel terrible for his darling when she opens up about how unkind her own mother had been to her and how it impacted her from early childhood.

He suddenly wishes he hadn't asked about her family. It had only been a casual question, that led to the poor dear to tear up.

He couldn't understand how anyone could hurt such a sweetheart?

If her mother was so cruel, how did she bring such an angel into the world?

Questions he could debate later but right now, his love needed to be comforted.

He tenderly takes the tearful maiden in his arms, tentatively as to not alarm or frighten her, tucking her close to his heart that aches at the sight of her tears.

The awkward physicist may not be as silver-tongued as the blasted authors that tease him on a daily basis, but he would be damned of he couldn't pour every ounce of love inside his heart into the fragile beauty in his arms.

"Please don't be upset...I can't stand to see you cry. I...love you too much."

He tries, he really does. He just wants to see that beautiful smile and nothing else.

Dazai

His heart aches, more so than usual when he finds his beloved Y/N in tears one evening. She was cooped up in the library, all by herself in just her nightgown, staring far off into nothingness with just a handkerchief to wipe her never ending tears and the many books to keep her company.

He found himself moving towards her before he could stop himself and seating himself beside her before taking her in his arms, earning a startled gasp from the distraught maiden.

He doesn't push her to tell him what's wrong but he doesn't plan on letting her go until she is better. It's then that he finds out about her experience dealing with her cruel and negligent mother.

How she called her names, how she blamed Y/N for everything wrong in her life, how she always insulted her in every possible way...

As she weeps through her tale, she is pressed to her lover's chest, so she couldn't possibly see the tension in his expression. But if she looked up, she'd see his lips pressed into a flat line and his golden eyes narrowed ever so slightly as they gleamed with the almost imperceptible flicker of anger.

He doesn't speak until she is finished and he only holds her tighter, cradling her as her body wracks with sobs as he whispers sweet words of comfort into her ear. He wants to let her know that none of those cruel insults were true. That she was a wonderful person and she meant the sun and moon to him.

"You're adorable, even when you cry but please, dry your tears my love, I'd much rather see you smile. If you don't smile, I'll just have to make you, won't I?"

He may not be able to make her happy, but her smile is his peace and she is his joy. He'd tell her he loves her as many times as she needs to hear it. The man is good with words.

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Open Your Arms, Part 3

Mob!Bucky Barnes × Female OC

Word Count: 4692

Warnings: some mildly foul language, threats, protective Bucky is a warning in itself.

Summary: 'Arranged marriages are never easy. This one is no exception. Both sides will have to relearn their ways, and learn to trust each other. Bucky has all the love to give, but Katherine doesn't know how to accept real love. She's never been loved by anyone other than her best friend. Will she learn to open her heart, to New Yorks most notorious Mob Boss? Or is she too scared, that he's just like everyone else?'

A/N; This is my FIRST Bucky story. As well as my first AU story. If this first part does well, l'll keep on going. I'm incredibly beyond nervous about this. ALSO; things will pick up in the next chapter!! DONT WORRY!!

Constructive criticism welcome, but please be nice.

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Part 4 Here

SONG: Finesse by Bruno Mars & Cardi B

Katherine had slept pretty well that night, in her new big bed. She had actually slept into the morning, for the first time in years. Her bed was surely a mess, and she probably had the worst bed head of her life. But for the first time in what felt like forever, she felt rested.

A soft humming sound started in her throat, as she rolled over in the bed, hearing her phone buzz against the nightstand. She stretched her arm out, blindly smacking her hand around before she finally felt her phone. One of her eyes slowly peeled itself open, just enough to look at her phone.

10 text messages, and 2 missed calls.

It was then that she finally looked at the time, both of her eyes snapping open. It was nearly eleven in the morning, far longer than she’d ever slept in before.

“Shit!”

She fell out of the bed with a loud plop, scurrying to get to the bathroom and start her day. As she turned the shower on, she went through her text messages.

Sage 7:46am ‘GOOD MORNING! Let me take Skadi out for a walk, then let me know when someone will come get me!’

Sage 8:03 ‘Skadi tried to drag me into the lake.’

Sage 8:30 ‘KATIE ARE YOU UP?’

Bucky 8:32 ‘Good morning, Katherine. I came to check on you, but you were so peacefully sound asleep.. I thought I’d just let you rest. I have meetings starting at 9, and hopefully will have a lunch break around noon. I hope you sleep well, and I’ll see you later (:’

Sage 9:10 ‘I’m ready whenever you are’

Sage 9:30 ‘…are you alive?’

Sage 9:47 ‘Did something happen..?’

9:52 Missed phone call, Sage

Sage 10:03 ‘I’m stopping by your house, or I guess your old house, grabbing a couple of things. Your dad isn’t here..’

10:13 Missed phone call, Sage

Sage 10:15 ‘Did I possibly steal someone’s phone number, because you left the letter on your desk? Yes, yes I did.’

Bucky 10:25 ‘Sage texted me. Steve’s about to head over to get her.. I know you said she worries a lot, but she seems pretty antsy to not hear from you. I told her that you were asleep, and she didn’t seem to believe me..?’

Katherine let out a long huff of air as she began brushing her teeth, reading all of the text messages. Her eyes rolled, reading the ones from Sage. But when she saw the texts from Bucky, she smiled. She hummed softly, her fingers tapping away on the glass screen.

‘Everything’s fine, I promise!! Would you believe me if I said that I slept in?’

‘Good morning! I’m so sorry, I don’t ever sleep in like this. Thank you for being so kind! Don’t worry about Sage, it’s just very uncharacteristic of me, lol’

She sent the first text to Sage and the second to Bucky, as she moved around the bathroom, prepping to get into the shower. Just as she was about to step into the shower, Sage texted her back.

‘…What?’

‘I was preparing myself to fight a mob, just so you know..’

‘Also.. YOU DIDN'T TELL ME THAT STEVE WAS HOT!’

A rumble of a laugh passed Katherine’s lips, shaking her head as she quickly texted her back.

‘Lol I’m getting into the shower see you soon.’

~~~~~~~~~~~~

Katherine decided to try and leave her hair down for the day, realizing she hasn’t had that opportunity in such a long time. Her hair was always in a slick bun, or a braid for work. It had been long enough that she was a bit surprised to see that the strands reached right above her rear. She had a hard time getting herself ready, her eyes glued to the body she saw in the mirror.. Noticing every detail that she despised about herself. She wasn’t a petite woman, that was for sure. Her hips were wide, thighs jiggling as she moved. Her tummy had a bit of a pooch, sticking out over her jeans, enough for her to grab between her fingers to fiddle with. Stretch marks across her hips and abdomen, even her thighs and breasts, from frequent weight changes. She would at least give herself credit for having nice curves.

A sharp rap of knocks at her bedroom door snapped her out of the daze.

“Hold on!” Her voice echoed through the bathroom, her bare feet padding across the tile as she pulled a shirt over her head.

“My hands are full or I would just come in anyways!” Sages voice sounded from the other side of the door.

Her hands were full?

Katherine pulled the door open, a confused look on her face as not only Sage but Steve as well both walked into her room with a few boxes and shopping bags. She continued with her confused expression, a hand on her hip as she watched them set everything in the TV area.

“So, I know that you’re not a very materialistic person,” Sage started, opening a few boxes, “But I also know.. That was never really a choice.”

Katherine walked towards them, peering into the boxes, “Okay…”

“I may have let it slip, that you’re a bit of an artist..” Sage shot her an innocent look, “I grabbed everything from my place that you had, and Bucky sent Steve and I out to get you new art supplies.”

Katherine’s eyes shot up, looking between the two blondes. She was silent for a moment, not sure what she wanted to say. Steve let out a soft sigh, a smile on his lips as he helped Sage take everything out from the bags

“He had already fully intended on taking you shopping.. But after talking to Sage,” His eyes went to her, a smile on his lips, “We all agreed you could use the surprise.”

Katherine stood there, dumbfounded. It wasn’t unlike Sage to try and take care of her, that wasn’t anything new. But the fact that it was Bucky, as well as Steve.. She watched as the two began taking things out, her eyes looking at all of the things.

“I also got a few things for you to decorate your room with.” Sage spoke, looking around the room. “This is the perfect spot!”

Sage stood up with a handful of rectangular frames in her hands. She walked over towards the television, and began placing them on the wall, trying to figure out the best spot for them. Katherine watched her for a moment, trying to look at the photos.. She could practically feel her heart swell, realizing what the pictures were. One was of Katherine and Sage, around the time they met. They were both so young.. Another was the two of them, a bit older, with a huge mess of paint. They both had big grins plastered on their faces, though she knew that after that moment they cleaned it all up. Next was a photo of them from their High School graduation..

“I thought you could use a few personal touches.”

Katherine’s lips curved up into a sweet smile, “Thank you.. Both.” She turned her smile to Steve, who just simply nodded his head, returning the smile.

Sage hummed softly, as she stuck the photos to the wall, satisfied with her arrangement. She then went back to all of the things on the table, and began to move some stuff around. Soon, all three of them were going around the room, decorating. Sage had suggested putting music on, and Katherine didn’t argue. The girls were dancing around the room, having a great time.. Katherine didn’t even notice that Steve had been gone for about fifteen minutes.

“Ooh, don't we look good together?

There's a reason why they watch all night long..

Yeah, know we'll turn heads forever..

So tonight I'm gonna show you off!”

Sages voice sang the words happily, both girls laughing as they danced around. Katherine smiled, walking into her closet to hang up the last of her clothes.. There wasn’t much, but it was at least a little better now. Sage had brought the clothes that Katherine left at her house, wanting her to have better options. Katherine had gone deep into her walk in closet, the music flooding her ears, and didn’t have any idea that Steve was back.. And that there was someone else in the room as well.

“You must be him.” Sage smiled, putting her hand out, “It’s good to officially meet you.”

Bucky offered her a kind smile, shaking her hand, “You too.” He glanced around the room, raising an eyebrow, “It looks nice. Thank you for doing this..” He seemed like he had more to say.

Sage hummed softly, “No problem. I’m just thankful that you’re not a big meanie,” She chuckled a bit, before lowering her voice, “She would kill me for saying anything… But I feel like it’s my job.”

Bucky’s eyebrows furrowed on his face, listening intently. He could hear Katherine in the closet, humming along to the music. He wondered if she liked to sing.. But he was also very curious to know what Sage was about to tell him.

“I know way more about what you do, than she does.” Sage crossed her arms on her chest, looking directly to Bucky’s eyes, “She has no idea.. The reality of what she’s about to put herself in.”

Bucky nodded his head slowly, though his eyes narrowed a bit, “And just how do you think you know?”

Sage chuckled softly, proving his gaze ineffective, “Deputy Chief Alexandria Chambers.”

Bucky’s gaze softened, hearing the name. He looked to Steve, who simply nodded his head as if he already knew the information that was being revealed. He was confused.. How did she know her?

“She was my mother.”

Bucky swallowed a lump in his throat, “She was one of the best, that’s for damn sure.. I was very sorry to hear about her passing.”

Sage nodded her head slowly, “Thank you. She was always fair.. And I know that she was on your side of things. Well, you and your mob family.”

Bucky wasn’t exactly sure where this conversation was going, but he continued nonetheless, “I’m assuming that uhm..” He cleared his throat, “She made sure her daughter was well aware of the world she lived in.”

Sage nodded her head, “She was very thorough about it.” She seemed like she was about to say more, though a smile crept its was back onto her face when they could all hear Katherine’s voice.

“When I'm walkin' with you..

I watch the whole room change..

Baby, that's what you do..”

Katherine had absolutely no idea about the conversation that was taking place, as she hung up her clothes. If anyone had been paying close attention, they might have noticed the sweet smile that tugged on the corners of Bucky’s mouth. ‘She sounds wonderful..’

“Listen,” Sage looked to Bucky’s eyes, a serious expression on her face, “I just don’t want Katie to get caught in the crossfire of your world.” She let out a huff of air, “She deserves the best.. Even if she doesn’t think so herself.”

“No, my baby, don't play..

Blame it on my confidence..

Oh, blame it on your measurements..”

Steve walked over, grabbing the now empty bags. He was listening to Sage speak to Bucky, and he knew where she was going with her words.. Sage had told Steve quite a bit when they went shopping. She was quite the protective friend.. And for good reason. He glanced at Bucky, their eyes meeting for a moment. Bucky’s eyes shifted back towards Sage, and they watched each other for a moment, listening to Katherine sing. He put his hands on his hips, as the two of them shared a bit of a staring contest. Until Sages words broke the moment of silence between them.

“I will do anything for her.. Anything.” Sages eyes squinted, “I’m not trying to get on your bad side or anything.. I just want to make sure what your intentions are with her.”

Bucky watched Sage for another moment, and was starting to understand why she was interrogating him. “My intentions are what they’ve always been.. I intend on marrying Katherine someday.”

“But do you intend on loving her?” Sages words were sharp, and quite clear.

Bucky thought about those words, his eyes looking around the room. It’s not like he was heartless.. But love was never really on the table for him. Love was dangerous. It could be used against him.. Who would ever truly love a man like him anyways?

Sage shook her head, her eyes looking over the photos on the wall, “She deserves to be loved.. Taken care of.. And cherished.” Her lips curved downwards, “She hasn’t gotten much of that. Her mom died too soon, and her dad just became even more of a piece of shit.. Yet somehow, she’s still a ray of sunshine in this shitty world.. and I don’t want anything to diminish that.”

Steve cleared his throat, taking a few steps closer to them, “I can tell you that she’ll be well taken care of here, Sage.” He offered her a kind smile, before glancing at Bucky, “Even though everyone thinks that Buck is some scary monster.. A hard ass, who has no heart.. There’s a big ole teddy bear under that facade.. And I have a feeling that Katherine’s going to find him.”

Bucky glared at Steve, for saying such mushy words.. But, he could potentially be right.

Sage returned Steve’s smile, “I hope you’re right.. But I still want to know what Bucky’s thoughts are.”

Bucky took in a sharp breath, looking down at his shoes for a moment, trying to think over his words, “Steve’s right. Everyone does see me that way, and they’re not exactly wrong.” His eyes flicked up to Sage, “But I know how to be a gentle man, Sage. I would’ve never made a deal to marry someone, if I didn’t think I could… Be a decent husband.” He let out a soft breath, “I promise you that my intentions with Katherine are genuine. I will take care of her, and maybe we will grow to love each other.”

Sages lips curved up into a wide grin, and she brought her hands together, clapping them. “Well, alright then. Then I have a job for you.”

Both men’s facial expressions changed to one’s of confusion, looking between each other before turning their attention back to Sage.

“Katherine needs to change. She needs to learn that she deserves love.. And I want you to help me do that.”

Before Bucky could respond, the music suddenly stopped.

“Hey Steve, I was wondering if you-“

Katherine had come out of the closet, holding a clothing rod in both of her hands. Her eyes widened slightly, seeing that Bucky was standing there.. Her lips curved up into a sweet smile, their eyes locking. She felt her breath hitch in her throat, admiring his steel blue eyes.

“Hi.” Her voice came out soft, the grin on her face not faltering.

“Hey.” Bucky responded, his lips curving up to return the grin, “Uh, what happened?” He asked, pointing to the rod in her hands.

Katherine looked at it, then chuckled, “Fun fact, if you’re too short to reach something, just ask for help. Or you’ll end up taking down all of the clothes you just hung up.” Everyone in the room began chuckling, though Katherine’s cheeks tinted a light pink shade.

“I’m assuming you were about to ask for my help?” Steve finally asked, still chuckling a bit.

“Yeeaahhh..” Katherine chuckled softly, “It can wait until later..” She hummed for a moment, before looking between the three of them, “So.. What ‘cha guys up to?”

“Oh, I was just interrogating your new boyfriend, of course.” Sage grinned, sending Bucky a knowing look.

Katherine’s blush deepened, “Sage!” She scolded her, “We literally just met yesterday!”

Bucky’s lips turned up into a smirk, “Yeah, and I’m already introducing you to people as my girl.”

Sage raised an eyebrow, Steve tried to stifle a laugh. Katherine’s face was red as a beat, and thank god she didn’t have to come up with anything to say.. Because Annette knocked on the door, her warm smile peering into the room.

“Lunch is ready!” She announced, before motioning for everyone to follow her.

Bucky chuckled, sliding his hands into his pockets. His eyes watched as Sage grabbed Katherine’s hand, leading her out of the room. How cute. He couldn’t help the thought, seeing how she reacted to his words. Steve followed behind the girls, and Bucky went right behind him.

———

The next week went.. Well? Bucky had been pretty busy with a bunch of meetings, and Katherine found herself feeling pretty lonely. Sage had gotten stuck working overtime at the hospital, so Katherine didn’t really have anyone to talk to. She did, however, find herself in the kitchen a lot. Annette showed her where everything was, and was delighted to find out that Katherine was a quick learner. Baking, cooking, you name it. Annette started showing her everything that she knew.

“You know, I think Mr. Barnes has a soft spot for brownies..” Annette said, smiling as Katherine took them out of the pan.

“Really?” Katherine’s eyes looked at her, “You think.. You think it’d be okay if I took some up to him?”

Annette nodded, “If the door is closed, just make sure that you knock. But yes, I think he’d be pleasantly surprised.”

Katherine slowly nodded her head, and decided to grab a plate. She put four brownies on it, not knowing who else might be in his study with him.

“I’m going to finish up the laundry, then I’m done for the weekend!” Annette said, as she came around to the side of Katherine, taking a brownie.

“Alright, thank you for your help. Let’s hope that he likes them!”

Katherine took the plate in her hands, and started to make her way through the house. She was a bit nervous about going to Bucky’s study. She hadn't been in there since her first day here, and he’s been so busy lately.. Maybe brownies might be a nice offering. They hadn’t spent hardly any time together, shy of quick ‘Good morning’s before he had meetings. As she walked down the hall to the study, she found that the door was open. Perfect! She hummed softly, deciding to just walk in.

“Hey Bucky, I’m sorry if I’m bothering you.. But I made-“ Her words were cut short by the stares of five men.

Bucky stood at his desk, towering over scattered papers and files, a frustrated expression on his face. Steve stood next to him, the same kind of frustration.. There were three other men gathered in the room, none of which Katherine had met before. As soon as she had stepped into the room, all the men’s eyes snapped up to look at her. It startled her enough to make her stop dead in her tracks. She gripped the plate tightly, her eyes shifting between each man, finally landing on those icy blue orbs.

“Brownies..” Her last word finally came out, her voice much quieter than it started.

Her eyes glanced at all of the papers on the table, and they widened a bit when she realized what they were. Crime Scene Photos. As soon as she had that realization, the photos were all scooped up back into a Manila folder.

“Who the hell are you? Snoopy little bitch..” One of the men voiced, his words sharp. Italian. “Who said you could barge in here?”

Bucky’s head snapped towards him, and as he opened his mouth to speak, Katherine’s voice was first.

“Excuse me? I live here. If I feel like bringing my man some brownies, I’m quite sure I can do just that. And, the door was open.” Her words came out much stronger than she expected, so she kept that strength and walked further into the room. “Learn some manners, bitch.” She walked around to the side of the desk that Bucky was on, and he greeted her with what seemed like a proud smirk.

“You are quite correct, doll.” He hummed, her words feeding his ego a bit. My man. His eyes looked towards the man who voiced against Katherine, “You’re lucky you still have your tongue. Katherine is right, you should learn some manners.. That’s no way to speak to a woman, especially mine.”

Katherine felt a chill run through her, Bucky’s flesh hand resting on the small of her back. She gave him a warm smile, silently thanking him for his words.

The man in question scoffed, rolling his eyes, “Whatever. She just marched in here like she owns the place.”

This time, Bucky’s metal hand reached out. He grabbed the man by the front of his shirt, pulling him to be halfway across the desk. Katherine let out a soft gasp, though Bucky’s flesh hand stayed gently on her back. Steve stepped around Bucky, putting Katherine between the two of them.

“Her name might not be on the title yet, but this is her home. And no one will speak to my girl like that. Next time, there will be no warning. Capiche?” Bucky’s voice was loud, commanding.. And it startled Katherine a bit.

The man’s eyes widened, his hand grabbing onto Bucky’s metal one, and he just nodded his head. Bucky finally let go of him, not until his eyes seemed to peer straight into his soul. The man stood up straight, fixing his shirt. Bucky’s gaze softened, turning towards Katherine once more.

“You made brownies?” He asked, raising an eyebrow. His voice was much softer towards Katherine.

She cleared her throat, nodding her head as she held the plate up, “I only brought four.. I wasn’t sure who all was in here..”

Bucky took one, giving her a grin, “Good thing there’s only four of us. Amato, you can leave.” He didn’t even look over to the man as he dismissed him.

The man grumbled something in another language, which Katherine assumed was Italian, before storming out of the room. The other two men looked between each other, before turning to look at Katherine with small smiles.

“Katherine,” Bucky hummed, “These are two of my best men. Clint Barton, and Bruce Banner. Bruce is the head of our science division, and Clint is head of the security team.”

Steve took a brownie as well, “It’s nice to meet you both.” Katherine smiled, extending the plate over the table.

“Likewise.” Clint said, nodding his head as he took a brownie. Bruce took the last one, giving her a nod with a smile.

Katherine watched as all four men began to eat the brownies. She hadn’t even tried one yet, so she wasn’t even sure if they were good or not. Though, based on their silence, and that they continued eating them..

“These are so good, Katherine.” Steve grinned, plopping the last bit of the brownie into his mouth.

“They really are.. Reminds me of my moms.” Clint said, a soft chuckle on his lips as he ate.

Bruce smiled, “Did you make these, or did Annette?”

Katherine couldn’t help but laugh at them, “Annette supervised, and I made them. Found an old recipe we wanted to try.”

Her eyes went up to Bucky’s face, still awaiting a reaction from him. His eyes were closed, as he slowly ate the brownie. A soft hum came from him, as he finished the brownie, his eyes opening to find hers looking at him.

“Delicious.”

Katherine’s lips curved up into a big smile, “I’m glad you guys liked them. I’m starting to really get into baking, maybe I can bring some stuff up for you guys every so often.”

Bucky smiled at her, his hand still on her back, “I think that’s a really nice idea.”

Everyone was quiet for a moment, Clint moving to collect all of the papers on Bucky’s desk. Katherine glanced at them, curious about what they were.. And why that man was so rude to her.

“I’m sorry if I interrupted something important.. The door was open, so I-“ Katherine’s words were cut short by Bucky raising his metal hand as if telling her ‘stop’.

“The door was open. You did nothing wrong, doll. Amato needs to learn his place, and keep his trap shut.” Bucky’s fingers on her back slowly began to caress her, sending another chill up her body.

Katherine nodded her head, though it didn’t exactly make her feel better.

“I think it was a shock to him though, hearing you talk to him like that.” Clint said, giving her a grin, “You’ll need that sharp tongue, being in this world.. Especially being Bucks girl.”

Katherine returned the grin, “Anyone who dares to calls me a bitch, will get this sharp tongue. I don’t care who they are. I’ve dealt with a life of assholes, I’m not doing it anymore.”

All four of the men began chuckling, Steve patting Katherine on the shoulder.

“No one will ever treat you badly, doll. If they do, they’ll have to answer for it.” Bucky said, the other men nodding their heads.

Katherine’s eyes looked up to Bucky’s, searching.. All she could see was a strong, kind man. He wasn’t as scary as people made him out to be. He had only been kind to her.. She almost couldn’t believe that there was blood on his hands. She gave him a small smile, nodding her head.

“Alright boys. Now that this is taken care of..” Bucky motioned towards the folders, “I’m done for the weekend. I’ve been putting a few things off, trying to get this done.” His eyes glanced back down to Katherine.

Steve chuckled softly, nodding his head. Bruce nodded his head, “It was nice to meet you Katherine, thanks for the brownie.”

Clint smiled, “Yeah, it was nice to have a snack.”

“Of course.” Katherine smiled to them, watching as all three men walked out of the room, closing the door behind them.

“So…” Bucky cleared his throat.

Katherine raised an eyebrow, turning her body in his hand to face him, “So?”

He let out a soft breath, “I’m sorry that I haven’t spent any time with you, Katherine. Business has just..” he shook his head, “It can be very time consuming at times.”

Katherine shook her head, gently resting her hand on the arm that was still around her, “Don’t. I understand, you’re a very busy man.”

He smiled, lifting the hand from her back to gently caress her cheek with a finger. Katherine’s lips parted ever so slightly, her breath getting caught in her throat.

“Well.. I intend on spending the weekend with you.” He hummed softly, “I’d like to take you to dinner tonight.”

“Is it.. A date?” She asked, chewing on the inside of her cheek.

He chuckled softly, “As long as you want it to be..”

Katherine’s lips curved up into a happy smile, “Well, we’ve got to start somewhere, yeah? I think a date is just what we need.. You need to solidify the fact that you call me your girl.” Her words were meant as obvious teasing.

“Oh? Well, you did come into my study, and call me your man.” His lips quirked into a handsome smirk, “I think we’re on the same page, don’t you?”

“Hmm.. I suppose we’ll see, depending on how well our date goes. Maybe we’ll get somewhere.” Her expression changed to match his.

“Maybe.. I’ll steal our first kiss tonight.” His words were soft, barely above a whisper.

Katherine’s cheeks darkened, “O-Oh yeah?”

“Only if you want me to, of course..” His fingers cupped her face gently, “I don’t want to force you into anything, doll.”

“Oh, I don’t think it’ll be a problem.” Her voice was soft, her eyes peering deeply into his.

“I hope not.. I’ve wanted to kiss you since the day we met.”

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just2bubbly · 10 months

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Happy Fussings!

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Summary: Cinder getting anxious over meeting Torin and his family over a lunch date, Kai being the unhelping but cute partner like always.

Ship: Kaider

Words: 1k

Genre: Fluff (mostly?)

A/N: Suho is an OC, here Torin's husband.

Cinder's Perspective:

"I can see the worry lines on your face," he jested.

"Cause I'm tremendously worried," she replied, no attempt to hide her said worry lines.

"Chill-," he muttered and before he could continue, she had turned around in her seat and glared at him promptly asking him to shut up which he effectively did.

"You have seen him so many times and not to mention you know Torin. I don't even know what you are worried about," he pointed out.

"Easy for you to say, I don't want them to hate me."

"Cinder, c'mon you are worried over a possibility that is as impossible as you being a queen again."

"I don't want to talk to you," she fumed and launched herself into the pile at her desk. Her willpower didn't maintain the charade for a long time as she voiced herself again.

"It feels like I'm meeting your parents and I have multiple expectations to fulfil," she explained.

"Cinder you met them multiple times."

"But never as your fiancee and never on a lunch date invitation."

"I don't see how it changes anything."

"Imagine you had to see my mum and seek her approval for marriage."

"I think the comparison of Torin's family to your mother is a little cruel, Cin. No offence but I think Torin will take offence there."

"Kai," she chided "I'm saying imagine."

"Well, my creative mind says that I would be more scared for my life rather than seeking a good rating from your mother."

Her mother, Queen Channary wasn't a just ruler nor was she much benevolent in person, Cinder had to admit comparing her mother to Torin was an inept scale.

"Still, you would be nervous about meeting my mother and I'm nervous about meeting your family too."

"Cinder, you're hyperventilating. It's better if you calm down, crack puns that make only Lili laugh, laugh at all of Torin's stories and speak nice about the food that's cooked and you shall get good acceptance."

"Not funny Kai."

"You don't even take criticism. All my advice is wasted on deaf ear," he grinned, mockingly shedding tears of irony.

She thought to herself for a while, scrolling through her feed to apprehend how she could be a polite guest. Honestly, she was extremely worried. She had Torin and Suho to impress, their daughters were already impressed by her so that was one point. Torin was still hostile towards her when she spoke against Kai's ideas but he had grown on her.

The real deal however was Suho- he adored Kai and Kai looked up to him far more than Torin in comparison. She couldn't deny how Kai had practically been raised in their household only to stop spending so much time when his lessons increased after his mother's death. She couldn't overstep their made-up family by just bombarding on their peace.

"Shall we buy them something?" she asked.

"That is a fine idea but keep it minimalistic. Suho doesn't like grand gestures of wealth and Torin doesn't like what Suho doesn't like."

There he goes making her feel like the outsider she thinks she is.

"Just flowers?"

"You could do better Cinder, we are the royalty."

"You said no wealth."

"But some wealth is okay."

"Says the Emperor who owns the state treasury."

"It's the state's treasury"

"You said minimalistic."

"I didn't say flowers either."

"Flowers are minimalistic."

"I mean not that minimalistic."

"Then you tell me what we should gift?"

"Maybe a painting," he suggested.

"Who is being minimalistic right now?"

"A painting isn't expensive," he said in his defence.

"Says the Emperor."

"We will buy an inexpensive one then."

"But it shouldn't look like we bought gifts 'cause we had to."

"Holograph photobook?"

"I think it is too elaborate. You could do that the next time you visit."

"What if there's no next time since they don't like me enough the first time?"

"Well you are going to be there, you are going to be wife. I refuse to not take my wife everywhere with me."

"You know if cybernetics would fail me right now, I would be blushing."

"Oh, thank you for the appreciation, my lovely fiancee." He said, a cheeky smile hiding the pale hue of pink on his flushed cheeks. She chuckled, Kai was very charming with the least of effort.

"Can't you give me some better insight than Suho Liking minimalistic things?"

"I don't know- I have never gifted him anything and they didn't gift me anything. I was the next in line, there is very little that a crown prince might not have and be gifted," He mentioned with little cheer in his voice, a gloom rather evident.

She might have consoled him but some things were better undiscussed than talked over with impending concern.

She understood his lack of gifting- Cinder herself was too poor to gift someone and too worthless to be gifted anything, Kai on the other hand was very rich to be gifted anything he couldn't have.

"Still, I want him to like me like he adores you."

"He doesn't adore me", he retorted laughing.

"He does and you absolutely love it."

"Well what can I say, everyone loves a decent fellow!"

"Oh, decent fellow would you enlighten us about all the magic you cast on your loved ones?"

"You should tell me the answer for that one darling."

Kai really might make her blush someday if machines could malfunction.

The knock on the door saved her from answering something witty enough.

"Your Majesty-"

"No need for formalities, Torin. No one here but for Cinder." He reminded Torin for the umpteenth time.

Before she could think over the idea she blurted, "I'd some favours from you, Torin. Before you announce the work you have brought, can I just ask a few questions?"

Kai eyed her sidewards, while Torin did little to hide his surprise.

"Yes Cinder-Daren, you may."

Kai shook his head, knowing exactly what she was about to do, "Take a seat, Torin, something tells me this might be a long afternoon and hand over the file, Id make the changes while you two go on."

A/N: All done for today, quite short but had it in my drafts for years now. Also not me trying to bring Torin in every fic I write ;)

Besides finally writing my something outside of angst, so leave some kudos!

Tagging: @cinderswrench @gingerale2017 @shellyseashell @kaider-is-my-otp @linhcinder686 @kaiderforever @slmkaider @salt-warrior @cindersassasin @impossiblesuitcase @deprivedmusicaljunkie @cosmicnovaflare @ikosburneraccount @mirrorballsss @fangirlforever0704

#just2bubbly writes #just2bubbly fics #kaider #fanfiction #happy fussing #konn torin #kaito #cinder linh #selene blackburn #tlc #the lunar chronicles #marissa meyer #ocs #post winter fics #cinder

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glittering-moonlillie · 1 year

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Damian Wayne x non-binary! Reader coming out headcanons!

Word Count: 753

Warnings: To be honest, I'm not sure how good this is! I tried my absolute best though.

Summary: As you struggle with your identity, you also worry about how your best friend might react.

The constant anxiety you felt in your own skin could be compared to an army of ants crawling along your flesh, never going away, never leaving

You were never comfortable in your own body, never truly being happy with the gender you were assigned at birth. Sure, you still loved wearing dresses and skirts, but it made you uncomfortable to think that you were forced to be a girl because of that.

It took you a long while to accept that you were non-binary and an even longer time to decide to come out to your friends.

Damian had always been there for you in a way no one else had been. He was critical and brutally honest, but he did his best to be kind and loyal to you. You were allowed to be vulnerable with him and he never once took advantage of that.

He was always so talkative too, never missing the opportunity to state his opinion even if it wasn’t always necessary, but once you realized who you actually were, you suddenly became worried about what he would say - what he’d think.

As much as you loved him as your best friend, you were worried that his overly critical views would ruin the relationship you guys had. It was the main reason why it took you months of building self-confidence and pep talks in your mirror in order for you to muster the courage to walk your way to Wayne Manor.

Your plan, ideally, was to: Go over, hang out with Damian and the rest of his siblings for a bit, casually bring up the fact that you were non binary and hope and pray that it all went well.

Of course, you weren’t foolish enough to believe this plan would be executed perfectly. Being friends with the Wayne’s came with the fact that you would never be able to perfectly plan everything.

Alfred had let you into the Manor once he saw you outside on the doorstep, slowly nodding and briskly stepping to the kitchen to presumably fetch you some tea. He had always said that tea could cure everything, but you were sure it was just a British thing.

Damian was in the vast living room where he and Dick were engaged in a high stakes Smash Brothers battle, Jason on the sofa reading (probably rereading) To Kill A Mockingbird. Tim was most likely hiding away in his room under a pile of blankets.

You made your way over to the two brothers, sitting down next to Damian and watched as he demolished Princess Peach with his Charizard.

Damian greeted you with a quiet hello while the eldest pulled you in for a hug.

The underlying anxiety you felt finally resurfaced as the main problem sat right next to you. You fidgeted with your pleated skirt, running your hands through non-existent folds.

Damian must have noticed your nervous behavior since he had shooed away Dick and Jason and turned off the TV. He always took great care in paying attention to when you were feeling anxious, knowing how important it was to take care of your needs.

He was quick to ask you what was wrong, but you failed to formulate a coherent sentence. All the words you had been dying to tell him dried up immediately in your throat, never seeing the light of day.

You began to overthink once more, wondering if this truly was the best idea. Your friendship with him was not worth breaking over something like this.

Damian’s eyes twisted in confusion, noticing how shallow your breath was and how your fingers continued to fray the ends of your sweater.

“Tell me.” He said softly.

Whether it was because of his upbringing or if it was because of genetics, Damian had always carried a commanding voice with him. No matter how soft it was, his voice was hard to deny.

“I’m…it’s just…” You let out a shaky breath. “I think I’m non-binary.”

You waited for Damian’s reaction, expecting him to cuss you out and cease talking to you forever, but instead he just blinked.

“And…you were nervous about telling me this?”

You silently nodded your head.

“They/Them, I’m assuming?” You hesitantly nodded again, a little shocked at how calm he was acting. Was he not disgusted? Was he not weirded out?

“If it helps,” he added, “This doesn’t change my opinion of you. You will…you’ll always be my number one.” He reached for your hand and gently squeezed it, managing a small smile.

"So you aren't freaked out about this?"

Damian shrugged at your question. "Why would I be? You're still you, and I'm not an idiotic fool to risk losing you over something like this, especially if it makes you happier."

A smile found its way to your lips and you couldn't help but to pull in Damian for a hug. Looking back, you felt silly for being nervous about telling the boy wonder. It was Damian after all, and he would always want to make you happy.

I had to research a bit to do this request accurately. Thankfully, my best friend is non-binary and they helped me a lot when it came to writing this. So, everything that the reader feels is based off what my friend said it felt like when they came out. I feel like being inclusive is really important and I tried my hardest to make this decent, but I'm not sure if I am the best account to go to for this sort of thing! By no means am I saying to not request anything like this again, I would just rather someone get a really well written oneshot instead of something that might not be as accurate. Let me know if you guys liked this (since it's something new!) and if you have any critics I am willing to hear those out too!

#Damian Wayne #Damian Al Ghul #Damian x non-binary! reader #afab! reader #DC #comics #Damian and reader being best friends #batfam #Dick Grayson #non-binary reader #I'm really not sure how good this is #so that should be a tag in itself #there's your warning #requested #anon my beloved #i really hope this is okay for you!

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andypantsx3 · 1 year

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hey andie! hope you're doing well :D

i had a question to ask, if you don't mind.

what advice would you give to a mildly terrified rookie fic writer? i've been reading fanfic for several years for many fandoms, but i've only just started writing my own stories. needless to say, i'm very nervous about how it'll be received and whatnot. i was wondering if you could share your thoughts? feel free not to if it makes you uncomfortable tho!

~ the mildly terrified rookie

Hello my angel!! I hope you’re doing well, too, and omg what an exciting question!! I have so many things to say I feel like all my ideas are tripping over each other in their haste to get out lol.

The number one thing I want say to you is that you should absolutely go for it. I can't speak for other fandoms, but the BNHA x reader community has literally been one of the best things I've been a part of. Everyone is so kind and creative and I truly have had the most nuanced and thoughtful interactions here & on ao3, and made some of the coolest friends. It’s absolutely intoxicating to be able to discuss not only the things you love but the very things you have created with people, and when people are complimentary about them, it’s earth-shattering. People have been so unbelievably good to me, and I have no doubt they will be equally as kind to you too. It's so, so worth it.

The second thing I want to say, and please forgive me if you've heard me say this before, but it's so important that you look at writing (particularly publishing your writing publicly) as an iterative process. This has been like the most helpful thing for me as a writer in fandom, and also as a doc author at work. It's so natural to want your work to be received well, and as fic writers pour so much of our personal time and so much of our authentic selves into our fics, it can be so devastating to receive even something that barely borders on criticism, like, "hey I noticed you used 'in lieu of' in place of 'in light of', might wanna give that the old switcheroo real quick." It makes you feel caught out for being an idiot lol.

But realizing that your work is a living document, something you can always go back and improve, is so freeing. Realizing that this singular chunk of your time, effort, and ability does not represent all of your time, effort, or abilities makes everything so much lower stakes. So if you're worried about how something will be received, know that you can always take feedback, mess with it, and put it back out as draft number two. It's all a learning process!!

Lastly, apart from those external things, like the fandom and your fic reception, I just wanna share a moment with you to acknowledge how fun and exciting it is to write, and how unbelievably thrilled I am that you've joined our legion of fic writers, even if you've not published yet!! It's so much fun to mess with someone else's creation, to add pieces of yourself and your own desires and interests--it feels like getting to know yourself a little bit more with each word you type out. I hope you're having the absolute time of your life with it and giving yourself absolutely everything you want. Even if you never publish, how fun is it to be able to create??

That all being said, I really do hope you publish and I hope we get to read it!! I'm beaming you my most positive vibes!! ✨✨

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justsomerandomfanfic · 10 months

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Hiya can i request a platonic and romantic matchup for Stranger Things? If i can only pick one then just a romantic matchup please. I'm 19, bisexual and my pronouns are she/her. I have brown eyes, pale skin, round face, about 5'4 and my hair is naturally black and curly, but i like to dye it blond and straighten it. I feel like blond suits me more. I always get compliments on my legs, nose and hair, so those are the parts of me i'm confident in the most. I'm also confident in my sense of humor since i'm always making my friends and family laugh. People that don't know me that well would describe me as nice and quiet. People that do know me would still describe me as nice, but i'm much more louder with them and i like to playfully tease them. I wouldn't go too far since i don't want to hurt their feelings, but if it happens i'll apologize. Although i am nice, i don't let people take advantage of me and if you're being disrespectful towards me for no reason, i WILL give back that same energy. One thing i've learned is to not care about what other people think of you. No matter what, they'll find something to criticize you for. Which is why i stopped caring about popularity and just focus on myself. I'm honest, but not like mean honest you know? I'm not like those people that are super rude and then claim they're just being "honest" with you. Most of time i'm pretty relaxed and i don't like worrying. My parents are from Mexico, so i'm also fluent in Spanish. One of my hobbies is listening to music. I mainly listen to rock, rap and gruperos. My favorite rock bands are The Rolling Stones and Soda Stereo. My favorite rapper is Snoop Dogg. My favorite gruperos are Los Bukis and Los Acosta. My other hobbies are playing card games like Uno or Cards Against Humanity, watching tv shows and movies and shopping.

Thank you so much for requesting a matchup, I am sorry for the long wait! I hope you enjoy them! <333

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Stranger Things;

(Platonic) -

Eddie Munson:

👹 You knew Eddie when you were in school, hanging out with him when you weren't busy; even sometimes watching him play D&D; but once you were out of high school, unlike Eddie, you still spent time with him, since he was one of your best friends

👹 You'd hang out with him at his trailer, listening to music and just jamming out; even though Eddie's a bit stubborn when listening to other music aside from Metallica, he would listen to your favorite bands and music, just to make you happy

👹 You and Eddie are pretty compatible, both not giving a crap about what others say and not caring what others think, nd if someone does say something out of line, especially about Eddie, you won't hesitate to call them out on their bull

👹 Aside from both loving music and all that, you both are kings and queens of teasing and sarcasm, always fooling around with others, especially Steve when you met him and the gang

👹 You were glad to have Eddie as your friend, always there for you, making you laugh and always fooling around and having a great time; you wouldn't ask for anyone else to call your bff

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(Romantic) -

Robin Buckley:

🌈 You met Robin when you and Eddie were sucked into the Upside Down drama, and you really liked her, like a lot; you loved her sense of humor, the way she just acted in general, she was hilarious, perfect, gorgeous...

🌈 You were slightly nervous around her, which was pretty new to you, and you could tell that Robin was a bit nervous around you as well since she would slightly stumble over her words, and she never did that, (as Steve recalled)

🌈 The two of you did get closer, and as time went on, Robin would always try and stay by your side, always making sure if you were alright after something big happened, and just in general; you did the same, shoulder to shoulder with her after finding Eddie in the boat house, and even holding her hand after jumping into the lake

🌈 It wasn't until after Vecna was killed and done for that Robin confessed her feelings to you, maybe it was the adrenaline or maybe the overwhelming fear of dying that cause this spur of feelings and words gushing out of her, but she confessed to you, and you returned those feelings eagerly

🌈 In the end, you would spend all the time you could with Robin, eating lunch with her on her breaks at the Family Video and hanging out on the weekends teaching her how to play Uno, and even binging your favorite tv shows together after a long day; everything was perfect and you couldn't believe how lucky you got

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jazztato · 2 years

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The Arcana Boyfriend Scenarios: The Date

Asra

Today is the day I take (Y/N) out on our first date! To be honest I'm really nervous because what if she doesn't like what I've picked out for our date.. Not a lot of people enjoy this type of thing but I love it so i'm hoping she will to, all I gotta do is message her and let her know i'm on my way, I swiftly took my phone out almost dropping it in the kitchen sink which was filled with water since I just finished doing the dishes but is to lazy to drain it, but luckily I managed to catch my phone before It fell into the water. I really need a waterproof phone ugh well no more moping about almost losing my phone time to message (Y/N)!

Asra: Hey! I'm heading over! I picked out the perfect place for our date and I'm hoping you'll like it too!

(Y/N): great! I just finished getting ready and only had to take 5 criticisms from my older brother about my outfit till I finally kicked him out of the house

Asra: lol well no matter what you wear you'll always look great!

(Y/N): (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ Ty.. and I-i'm sure whatever you wear you'll look great in it as well even tho half the time your clothes turn out a bit tacky and weird

Asra: tacky and weird?? What do you mean?

(Y/N): nothing! See you soon!

After talking with (Y/N) I wondered what she meant by tacky and weird, I hope it was a good thing, I grabbed my jacket and headed out.

I hopped into my car, entering her address into my GPS before heading off.

Almost an hour had passed before I finally arrived at her house. I had no idea she lived this far, especially in the richest part of town. As I pulled up into her driveway my jaw nearly dropped to the floor, her home is a freaking mansion! It's almost like a palace now. I really do feel nervous about this date.. As I stepped out of the car two large dogs came running out the door towards my car barking at me, preventing me from leaving my car everytime I tried, just as I was about to try again I heard someone call out their names causing them to run towards the direction of the voice which was towards the door, when I looked up I saw that the voice was none other then (Y/N) I was relieved that it was her I quickly got out of the car and headed up towards her before getting growled at and nearly tackled by the larger dog, till (Y/N) grabbed him by the collar pulling him back scolding him.

"Melchior! Bad! We do not attack my date." The larger dog known as Melchior whimpered before hiding behind her. "I'm sorry about that Asra.. They were trained by my brother to attack anyone who comes near his baby sister.." She let out a hearty sigh before she led the two dogs inside. When she exited the house once more I got a better look at her outfit, it was a black shirt with a golden heart in the middle along with what looked like skinny jeans, I couldn't help but blush turning my head away and before clearing my throat.

"A-are you ready to go?" I turned my head once more to look her in the eyes to see her smile.

"Yup! Ready as I'll ever be! Speaking of which, where are we going for our date?" I couldn't help but let out a small chuckle as I led her back towards my car.

"I-it's a surprise.. But I really do hope you like you.. Especially since you have so much and I have so little.." I looked at the floor as I fiddled with my thumbs till I felt her hand rest upon my shoulder causing me to look up at her seeing a worried look in her eyes.

"Asra.. All this stuff.. I don't really care about it all.. It's all my brothers.. The thing is he's been trying to get me to sell the cafe for years now since he's rich and doesn't really need me to be working.. But I told him just because he's rich and I live with him doesn't mean I have to quit what I love doing so Asra ignores the fact that I live in the house or the fact that my brother has money ok.. I just want to spend the day with you and have a wonderful date no matter what we're doing I'm going to love it." I couldn't help but shed a few tears at what she had said but I didn't want to worry her any more so I quickly wiped the tears away starting up the car as we headed off towards our destination. Luckily she lived a bit closer to where our date was located. As I parked the car I was the first to get as I wanted to be a gentleman and open her car door for her which I did.

"Thank you Asra." She gave me the sweetest smile I could just die for, I watched as she looked around still a bit confused on where we were. "asra where are we? Will you tell me now???" I held out my hand for her which she gratefully took.

"Well I'll tell you if you answer me this, What are your thoughts on Slam Poetry??" She tilted her head before giving me an answer.

"Slam poetry? Well I love it of course! Sometimes when my brother is asleep I would watch videos of slam poetry and it's always amazing!" Her answer brought a huge smile to my face.

"I'm glad! Because today for our date I've taken you to Slam Poetry night! I usually come here by myself but I thought maybe you'd like it to.." I held the door open for her as she walked inside, I soon followed close behind and showed her to my usual table that I sit at while here.

"Why have you never told me that you went to slam poetry night? I would've joined you!" I couldn't help but blush.

"W-well I didn't think you liked it.. So I sorta kept it to myself till well today.. But now that I know you like it I'll invite you from now on! Before the people start i'm going to get us some drinks want any thing in particular?" I looked over at her as she spoke out.

"I would like (F/D) please! And if you decide to get any food then surprise me!" I chuckled before nodding, heading off to get the drinks and possibly some food. Once I returned I saw the performance was just about to start so I quickly sat back down handing her her drink along with some food I got for us to share.

"I made it just in time! I see they are about to start." I took a bite from the fries I managed to get.

"Yeah! I'm glad you didn't miss anything, it would've been boring with you." I chuckled as I fed her a fry "But I do have a question... How are you liking this date so far? I know it just technically started but.. I'm just curious.." I started playing with the fries a bit which caused her to let out a small laugh which caused me to blush a bit more, I could listen to her laugh all day.

"Well If I have to be honest I'll give this date a 100 out of 10. I'm loving it so far Asra! Being here with you is everything I can ask for and more." I watched as she laid her hand upon mine as she sneakily took a fry from my side of the fry batch before taking a bite from it I gasp at the sight of this which just caused her to do it again but in the end I couldn't help but laugh especially when she put a fry in my mouth as I was laughing, it just caused me to laugh a bit more nearly choking on the fry but luckily I didn't, after a while I had realized the slam poetry performances had already began.

A few hours had passed of all different kinds of poems being said, there were; sad poems which made me cry a little. I even saw (Y/N) shed a tear or two, there were angry ones full of rage and there were even happy ones full of love and hope. Those were my favorite ones. I wonder if (Y/N) has ever written poetry before? If she loves it so much maybe she would love writing it, I sure do. As the night ended I drove her home since walking in the dead of night is very dangerous. I don't like driving at night alot but I gotta sometimes, especially when I'm working a late shift at the cafe. As I pulled up to the driveway I saw the same two dogs from before waiting outside for her, I let out a soft gulp before exiting the car and towards (Y/N)'s side to help her out. "I see your dogs are waiting for your return." I watched as she looked up to the front door where the dogs were located.

"Yeah, my brother must've returned home and let them out, they must've been waiting there all day for my return, i'm hoping my brother took them on their walks because i'm not walking out in the dark." I watched as she shivered before looking back at me smiling. "Never mind that I had fun! I'm hoping there'll be a second date later in the future." She leaned in giving me a small peck on the cheek before she headed off inside, I couldn't help but put a hand on the spot she kissed, my cheeks growing red, someday i'll be the one kissing her but I won't be on the cheek, I took one last glance at her place before heading to my own, hoping faust isn't fussy that I had left her for so long luckily I was able to convince Muriel to watch her while I was out, first date was a success, now let's hope there's a chance for a second. (I don't know much about slam poetry so sorry if I didn't put up any poetry I do write poetry at times and maybe if you like someday i'll share my favorite poem I wrote when I was in highschool but all in all I can totally see Asra going to slam poetry nights and possibly participating with poems about faust lol)

Julian

Today is the day that I take (Y/N) out on a date! I'm extremely nervous that I nearly put a hole in the carpet of mazlinkas home, I ended up getting wacked in the head by a wooden spoon because I shouldn't be burning a hole in her nice rug and that I shouldn't be so nervous, I know they were the one to ask me out but they were also the one to leave me in charge of the date location and that's what's making me nervous, what if they don't like what i've picked out.. I know maz and Pasha assured me that they're gonna love it but I can't help but second guess myself on the choice i've made.. I continued to pace back and forth till Mazlinka had enough of me and finally kicked me out of the house since It was getting close to the time where i'm supposed to pick (Y/N) up, I sighed quickly snatching my phone off the counter before Mazlinka fully kicked me out. I guess I can finally message them to let them know I'm on my way.. Luckily she gave me her address and she seems to live a bit far from here but that's not going to stop me from getting there on time! I quickly hopped in my car as I quickly sent them a text.

Julian: Heading over now! I'll make sure to be there on time!

(Y/N): Don't worry if your a little late my brothers place is a tad hard to find

Julian: No matter what I shall be there! I hope you are ready.. because I am..

(Y/N): Are you sure you're ready? Your messages sound like you're a bit nervous, well Julian no need to be nervous I'm going to love the location of our date no matter what.. So take deep breaths and calm down because I don't want you getting into a car accident so just focus on getting here in one piece please... I would love for my date to be in tack and not all over main street!

Julian: You wound me （つ︣﹏╰）

(Y/N): Julian.. I'll be waiting to see you when you get here.

Julian: See you soon!

As I struggled to start my car I threw my phone in the backseat so i'm not distracted by it. I was about to give up on my car and ask Pasha if I could borrow hers but as soon as I said that and turned the key one last time It finally started! Yes! (Y/N) here I come!

I followed my GPS all the way to her place and at first I thought I was lost and that my gps was broken but as I kept going I shortly reached a homey looking cabin, is this where she lives? In the middle of nowhere? Well she did say she lived with her brother.. I stepped out of my car as I slowly approached. I really do hope this isn't some cereal killers home.. Then again I see some chickens in the yard.. Unless they're the cereal killers dinner.. I shook my head before approaching the door but before I could even knock the door swung wide open revealing a very tall man he was about 6'10, he's kinda intimidating. I was about to speak but a small voice coming from behind the large man beat me to it.

"Muriel! I said I was going to get the door! I didn't want you to give my date a heart attack.." I looked up at the large man once more who had just sighed before shrinking down a bit looking at the grown sheepishly.

"............Sorry....." I couldn't help but let out a small chuckle which caused the large man to turn a deeper shade of red.

I watched as the person that was behind the large man which I know is named Muriel squeezed past him to get outside, I then realized that the person was none other than (Y/N), I couldn't help but smile before I saw the large man glare at me before he spoke out. "Bring her home safe.. It's dangerous at night..."

"Will do Muriel! Can I call you that?" I gave him a cheeky grin which only revolted in him giving me a darker glare.

"No..." And with that he slammed the door shut behind him as he re entered the cabin.

"Well he was nice." I looked over at (Y/N) who was now laughing her ass off.

"Don't worry about my brother, he may be large but he's a huge teddy bear!" I sighed in relief oh thank goodness her brother isn't a cereal killer! But I do wonder why they live all the way out here? Hmmm I guess I could ask her in the car. I swiftly held my arm out to her which she gladly took.

"Ready to go darling? Your chariot awaits!" I did one of those goofy little bows as I led her towards my car, every time I see her smile and laugh it warms my heart, I don't ever want to see that smile fade. Once I helped her into my car I decided to do the pleasure of buckling her up in her seat for her especially since in this car it can be a bit sticky and not wanna work, but I have a trick for it. Once she and I were all situated I took off leaving the forest and back to town, back to civilization. I should probably ask her about why she lives in the woods with her brother now before I forget.. "Hey.. I was wondering.. Why do you live in the woods with your brother? Away from people? Doesn't it get lonely?" I looked at her through the corner of my eye.

"My brother doesn't like people that much... I'm one of the only people he cares about and would let into his life.. Then there's his childhood friend Asra, they're close and I'm happy my brother has a friend but I have been trying to convince him to make some more friends." I nearly choked when I heard Asra's name. I quickly looked away trying to avert her eyes. "You ok? Do you need water? I believe I have some in my bag here.." She started digging through her bag till I finally stopped her letting out a small chuckle.

"N-no.. I'm alright! I just haven't heard Asra's name in such a long time, we used to be close till he started traveling all the time I guess we lost touch after that.." I continued to drive on till we finally approached our destination. "But never mind that! We're here on a date! We should have fun! No moping about! Because we're here mylady!" I took another lavashing bow which caused her to laugh.

"How charming!" She then looked up at the sign and let out a high squeal causing me to chuckle.

"D-do you like it?" I looked over at her as she gave me a fast nod.

"I love it Julian! I love bowling!" As those words left her mouth it brought a huge smile to my lips.

"Well what are we waiting for then! inside we go!" I got out of the car as I also helped her out along the way. I quickly rushed over to the door and held it open for her. "Ladies first~" She let out a small giggle before walking inside. I followed shortly after, I watched as she tried to pay for the night but I swiftly snatched her wallet from her putting it back into her bag. "I don't think so!" I dug through my coat pocket pulling out an old leather wallet handing the girl in front my card. "We'll need 2 pairs of shoes, 1 pair in size 12 mens and another pair in size.." I swiftly looked over at (Y/N) waiting for her to respond with her shoe size.

"Oh... A size (SH/S) please!" The women looked at us once more before handing us the sizes we needed, I watched (Y/N) head over to our spot putting her shoes on as I finished paying, I then headed back over towards her sitting right next to her struggling to put my shoes on she couldn't help but laugh at my struggle causing my cheeks to go red.

"A-a little help?" I looked over at her with a pleading look which I can tell melted her heart because she immediately took the shoe from me and helped me put it on, once we were both laced up in our bowling shoes we picked out our bowling balls and set up our nicknames on the screen I was of course Sexy doctor but as soon as I put that I could tell (Y/N) was trying her hardest not to laugh. "What's so funny? You don't think I'm a sexy doctor~" What came next caught me way off guard.

"Oh no~ You are definitely a sexy doctor but I'm surprised you didn't set your nickname to hot buns~ because you definitely got some hot buns~" My cheeks were now a deep crimson red d-did she just say what I think she just said.. I looked back at her and she was smirking. I continued to blush but immediately shook it off before grabbing my ball.

"H-hurry and pick your name so we get get this date started.." I watched as she moved over to the machine and entered in her nickname when I looked up at the screen above I saw it said (B/N), I then looked at her which just caused her to blow a kiss at me, my cheeks were going to be brighter than a tomato by the end of this date. "Ready to lose my dear."

"Oh ho ho, someone's confident that their going to win! Well for your information I just so happen to be a pro at bowling! So you'll be the one to lose!" I chuckled as I wrapped my arm around her shoulders. "Then let's get our bowl on!" I was about to go first but as soon as I picked up my bowling ball again It ended up slipping between my hands landing right on my foot I let out a loud gasp along with an unexpected moan I quickly covered my mouth hoping she didn't hear but when I looked at her through the corner of my eye I can see her eyes were wide.

"Did you just moan after you dropped a heavy bowling ball on your foot?" I looked away, averting eye contact.

"N-no!" I picked my bowling ball off my foot and went to roll it down our lane but I was so distracted that I ended up going to far causing me to slip which caused me to fall straight on my bum, I was about to get up but I saw my bowling ball falling towards my area I gasp as I quickly rolled out of the way allowing the ball to land on the solid ground making a loud noise but luckily no one really cared to look our way.

"Julian! Are you ok?!" (Y/N) rushed her way over to me as she helped me back up to my feet.

I groaned rubbing my ass with my hand since it was still a bit sore. "I'll be fine my dear. A little bruise won't hurt me." She crossed her arms looking at me with a worried look.

"Yeah but you also almost got hit in the groin with a bowling ball! If you like we can call it a night, you seem to be having bad luck.." I quickly shot up looking at her with a sad look.

"Darling no! I want this date to be the perfect date for you.." She gently put her hand on my cheek.

"A date isn't a date without a date Julian.. and if you end up getting hurt then i'll feel bad.. But I'm really enjoying this date. It's definitely a 100 out of 10 but if you can still bowl then I say game on." She picked up her bowling ball, rowing it down our lane getting a perfect strike and my jaw dropped.

"What's so shocking? The fact that I got a strike on the first bowl? Or the fact you're gonna lose to your date!" I gasp, grasping at my heart.

"In your dreams!" I quickly grabbed my bowl and this time I bowled it correctly this time with no injuries or slipping and bam! I got a perfect strike! As the day went on so did our date I ordered us some food which we enjoyed together telling jokes laughing and sometimes crying It was definitely something to remember this date by as the sun was finally below the hills and no longer insite (Y/N) and I headed back to my car and back to the woods to her brothers cabin. "I'm glad you enjoyed the date. I had a lot of fun even though I ended up getting hurt during the first part of it." I scratched the back of my neck as I drove deeper into the woods till we soon finally reached the cabin she called home.

"I really did have a blast Julian! And if there's a second date then maybe you won't get injured this time, and you should ice your bum a bit before it gets bad.." She leaned in giving my cheek a quick peck on the cheek, I know I said my cheeks were really red before but now they are supernova red, you could probably use me as a heating device for how red my cheeks were, all I could do was nod as she exited the car giving me one last wave before the last thing I saw was the bright twinkle in her eyes as the door shut leaving me in the dark, I lifted my hand up to my cheek the one she had kissed, it was still warm.. I bit my lip thinking about our next encounter which would most likely be at work but next time I'm going to ask her out and the kiss won't be on her cheek no... It'll be on her lips, that's all I could think about as I headed off to my one humble abode

(Sorry if Julians was a bit longer then asra's i'm a bit more familiar with bowling then slam poetry QWQ plus i've been talking with a friend about what all sorts of things should happen in this scenario XD )

Lucio

Finally! It's date night! And I have just the perfect location for mine and (Y/N)'s date and she's going to love it! But then again what if she doesn't.. I stared at myself in my closet mirror doing a few poses trying to figure out what I should wear. It's not often that I go to these places but I'll do anything for (Y/N), Ugh! But I can't figure out what to wear! When I took a glance at my watch that was sitting on my night stand I nearly choked. Shit! I'm going to be late to pick her up! I don't want her to think differently of mine like every woman does! (Y/N) is special and I don't want her to think I'm standing her up.. Plus her grandmother scares me so I better be there on time. I quickly picked out an outfit, throwing it on, snatching my phone off the edge of my bed as I dashed out the door only to get stopped by Mercedes and melchior. "Babies not now.. Daddy has a date to get to." I patted their heads as I headed towards the door but as I did so Mercedes grabbed a hold of my pant leg causing me to fall. "Oof! Mercedes! Daddy's going to be late!" As I looked up I saw both dogs had their leashes in their mouth. I let out a sigh, they were not going to stop till I agreed to take them with them. "Ugh! Fine! you two can come but you better not mess up this chance for me." They both leaped up with joy as they dashed out the door and into my convertible. I followed close behind as I got into the driver's seat but before I headed out I decided to send (Y/N) a message just in case.

Lucio: Hey hot stuff! Sorry If I'm gonna be late, I had a wardrobe malfunction and a pup situation which reminds me, you don't mind that Mercedes and Melchior tag along, do you? They didn't give me any other choice. (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞ (￣￣|||)

(Y/N): By wardrobe malfunction do you mean you couldn't decide on what to wear Lucio you don't need to dress all fancy to impress me and I don't mind! I love Mercedes and Melchior! So Of course they're welcome to join us! Just as long as wherever you take me allows pets.

Lucio: noooooooo...... Ok maybe.. But Yes the place I'm taking you definitely allows pets especially my two babies

(Y/N): Just get here soon I'm looking forward to our date

Lucio: You are... I mean of course you are! You're going out with me of course! I'll make sure you have a blast!

(Y/N): See you later Romeo

Lucio: Wait if I'm Romeo then does that make you my Juliet~ Wait... Don't they die in that play! (╬ Ò﹏Ó) ( ╥ω╥ )

(Y/N): Maybe... Welp See you when you get here!

Lucio: (Y/N)! Ugh fine whatever.. I'll be there in 10

I set my phone down as I pulled out of the driveway and towards (Y/N) home I don't need to enter her address into my gps because i've been there quite a few times it's almost like a second home to be besides the fact i'm not really welcome there but that doesn't matter! I'm heading there to pick up my date so they can't stop me even if they tried. As soon as I left my house I headed straight to (Y/N)'s. About an hour had passed as I groaned. I forgot how far she lived from my place... Maybe I can convince her into moving in with me.. Or is that too straight forward, I don't want to scare her off even though most women would love to live with me, but (Y/N) isn't most women, one wrong move and I'm done for.. Fuck! What if she doesn't like the location I choose, what if she only asked me out of pity! I slammed my head on the steering wheel of my car a few times causing the horn to go off which ended up startling Mercedes and Melchior causing them to whimper and cower in the back, I quickly stopped reaching a hand back to gently soothe the two dogs which worked for a short while till they shoved my hand away not wanting to have it anymore, I rolled my eyes ``Fine have it your way, were here any way." As soon as I pulled in front of her house the two dogs jumped out running up to the front door scratching at the door whining, I didn't think they would take such a licking to (Y/N) like this, it's a first that they've ever like anyone else before they usually just growl and bark at other people. "Hey you two! Stop scratching at the door and get your canine butts back over here." And with that they ignored me because as soon as the door was opened they ran inside, my eyes widened as I ran over to the door slamming it all the way open and what I had just witnessed was actually pretty funny, mercedes had her brother cornered in a corner as Melchior was laying outside your door waiting for you to exit your room, I let out a chuckle but sadly I had to do something but as I was about to approach mercedes when all the sudden (Y/N)'s brother yelled out to her.

"(Y/N)! Lucio is here and his dog is trying to kill me!" I could hear a small laugh coming from her room.

"Julian, that's an understatement! If you don't show fear then they shouldn't attack!" She's not wrong but regardless if you show fear or not Mercedes will still try and bite people.

"Sis! You know I'm full of fear when it comes to a vicious dog trying to bite my face off!" I watched as her brother was close to having a panic attack till her bedroom door slammed open revealing an agitated (Y/N) but as soon as she saw Melchior was waiting for her in front of her door she quickly patted his head causing him to sit up wagging his tail happily.

"Julian you have a vicious raven as a pet and yet you're scared of a dog who's too adorable to be called vicious." She waltzed over to Mercedes patting her head which she gratefully accepted.

"Vicious?! How dare you call Malak vicious! He's a good boy." (Y/N) crossed her arms not looking amused at his statement.

"Malak will literally peck out anyone's eyes if you touch his treasures and if he steals my jewelry again that bird is going to be turned into a pie!" He gasped, clutching his heart at the thought of that.

"You wouldn't dare. Malak is family." I know I should stop the two from arguing but this is pretty entertaining.

"He's more like a pain in my ass, now if you'd excuse me brother I have a date to go to." Julian was now free from the corner as Mercedes and Melchior followed (Y/N) outside and to the car I was about to follow behind till Julian stopped me.

"Make sure she gets back home safely, I still don't quite trust you but seeing how she was the one to ask you out I'll allow you to take her on a date but if I hear one bad thing about it then i'll send malak after you." Is he trying to threaten me? I think he is but he is (Y/N)'s older brother so I can't blame him.

"Don't worry yourself short! She's in good hands! I'll have her home in one piece I can promise you that." I gave him one of my signature smirks before I walked out the door but as soon as I left I heard him yell out to me.

"You better! I don't want my baby sister to get hurt!" I rolled my eyes before helping (Y/N) into the car right before I got into the driver's seat.

"Off we go!" I pulled out of the driveway and off to our destination.

"I'm sorry if my brother threatened you.. He still treats me like a child when I'm more than capable of taking care of myself." She huffed in annoyance crossing her arms, I couldn't help but chuckle, she's just so damn cute when she's angry.

"It's no big deal, I understand that he's just worried but let's not worry about what your brother cares about. We have a date to get to and I don't want your brother to ruin our date by being a worry wart!"

She giggled nodding before going to pet the two dogs who were now asleep in the back. "I agree! Now lucio.. where are we going for our date?" I let a small smirk appear upon my lips.

"Now that you will have to wait till we get there~" She whined, shaking me a bit.

"Come one! No fair, can't you at least just give me a hint!" I shook my head.

"Nope, now sit back and don't distract the drive, unless your distracting me in a different way~"

She shot me a glare before sitting back into her seat. "Perv! Just drive so I can find out where you're taking me." I couldn't help but laugh as I continued down the road. Two hours had passed since this location was pretty far but I wanted the best for my date.

"Did this place have to be so far away?" I started to sweat with worry. Did she not like the distance? Fuck.. Did I screw up already!

"Well yes I just want the best for my date, plus you're the one who gave me the liberty of choosing where we go, so I choose a place that's pretty far but also fun." I chuckled nervously before pulling up into a parking lot.

"Ooooh! Well I can't argue with that!" I took a huge sigh of relief before exiting the car once we'd parked.

"Well now your curiosity can no longer linger because we're here!" I opened her door and allowed her to look around as she got out of the car. "Soooo?" I looked at her waiting for an answer on what she thought.

When I saw her eyes wide and a huge smile appear upon her lips I knew she loved it. "Lucio! I love carnivals! I just can't believe it took two hours to get here but no more of that come on let's go already!" She grabbed a hold of my hand waiting for me to get a move on, once Mercedes and Melchior were out of the car I started leading her through the gates and onto the carnival grounds.

"What should we do first?" I looked around till I spotted a ring toss game, which was supposed to be really tricky but when I saw (Y/N) eyeing the giant teddy bear I just had to win it for her! So I did what any date would do, drag her over to the game and promise that I'll win her that bear. "Today is your lucky day! I Lucio the most handsome date will win you (Y/N) that giant teddy bear!" I slapped down a dollar on the stand where the ring toss was and was given 24 small rings I took a deep breath and started tossing them 1 at a time I missed the first few times which frustrated me but after a while I only managed to get 5 on the bottles, but wasn't able to win that teddy bear, I groaned and slapped down another dollar and kept going about 40 minutes passed by till I was finally able to win the giant teddy bear, I held it out to (Y/N) giving her a wide grin.

I watched as she hugged it, giving me a big smile. "Thank you Lucio I love it, but now I want to win you something!" My cheeks started to heat up.

"(Y/N) no need! Isn't winning you something good enough?" She shook her head before grabbing my hand leading me off deeper through the carnival.

"Nope! Now let me win you something! You find anything you like, I'll win it for you!" I couldn't help but blush even harder. No one has ever wanted to win me something before, they usually just use me for my money.. But not her. She sees me differently..

"Fine!" I looked around till I saw a small goat plush hanging up at a skew ball game so I pointed at it. "I want that goat plush!"

She let out a small laugh. "Ok then! I'll (Y/N) the most fabulous date shall win you that goat plush!" I let out a hearty laugh as she set down a dollar receiving 9 skee balls in return, I watched closely as she tossed each ball and as she did that she ended up scoring a perfect score with each toss, my jaw dropped as she was handed the goat plush which she handed back to me. "Here you go as promised I won you the goat plush!" I blushed as I gently took the small plush from her holding it close to my chest.

"I shall treasure it forever, but I think we should get some food, don't you agree?" As those words left my mouth I heard her stomach growl which I couldn't help but laugh. "I'm going to take that as a yes, I held out my arm for her to take as I led us towards the food stands.

A few hours had passed after winning each other's prizes and just messing around till it started to get dark, I led her back to my car and headed back out and as promised she was in one piece. As we were back on the road we told each other jokes, and stories about our past. My cheeks were a tad red from laughing and were a bit sore.

"Maybe if your lucky Lucio I'll allow you to take me on another date." That's what she had said as I pulled into her driveway.

"So your telling me that you would want to have a second date?" I watched as she stepped out the door which I followed standing outside of my car.

"I had a blast so of course, and if I were to rate this date I would rate it a 100 out of 10 all the way." She walked over to me giving me a small peck on the cheek which made my cheeks grow more red, I was about to respond to it but was interrupted by a whine coming from the back seat, she let out a laugh before giving Mercedes and Melchior a kiss on their furry little heads.

"I'm sorry for leaving you two out, i'll be more considerate next time, but I gotta go now my brother is probably putting a hole in Mazlinkas rug right about now." She stood up straight before walking back to her front door but before she entered the door she turned around giving me a sweet smile waving to me, but I was still a bit stunned by the kiss she gave me so I couldn't wave back till it was to late and she was already hidden by the door, I gently pressed a hand upon the cheek she kissed and nearly melted, she actually kissed me.. I can't believe it and it wasn't out of pity either.. But next time it'll be I who does the kissing! and I won't just be on her cheek it'll be upon her lips, I re entered my car slowly pulling out, not to fast and not to slow, I wanted to watch her house get smaller and smaller slowly, till her house was just a little spec soon to be nothing as I drove through the night.

Muriel

Today... Today is the day that I go and pick up (Y/N) for our.... Our date.... I can't believe she let me pick the location... What if it's not to her liking... What if she doesn't like me afterwards... No she won't do that to me.. She cares about me.... A-and I care about her.. I just hope she likes where I have in mind.. I looked over at the clock on my wall, it's almost time.. I picked up my phone deciding I should message her letting her know that I'll be there soon.

Muriel: Hello....... I'll be there soon.....

(Y/N): alright! No need to rush but I would like to leave before Asra tries making me where something tie dyed to our date

Muriel: ................

(Y/N): Ikr! I don't know why he thinks tie dye is a good fashion choice.. It's just so cringe..

Muriel: .....Agreed (*/ω＼)

(Y/N): I'm waiting for you outside btw! I needed some fresh air so i'll see you when you get here! <3

Asra's fashion choice is always.... Odd.... I don't think I could ever imagine (Y/N) wearing tie dye... My cheeks then started growing red, N-not that I think of her like that or anything... But I don't think it's great...... I pat Inanna on the head before I left my little cabin in the woods and walked all the way over to (Y/N)'s luckily she doesn't live that far from where I do, it only took about 30 minutes to arrive, and as promised there she was sitting on the front steps waiting for my arrival... I slowly approached her hoping I wouldn't startle her.... "Sorry if I kept you waiting long....." When she looked up at me she gave me the sweetest smile which just made my cheeks go a deep crimson red.

"No not all! But I'm glad you're here, I'm really looking forward to our date." I started blushing even more.

"I-i hope you'll like what I have planned... I-it's nothing much but it's something...." She stood up walking up next to me.

"No matter where our date is, I'm going to love it! Because it's with you, now lead the way!" I blushed a bright bright red before leading her back towards the forest.

"Were going back to your place for our date?" I looked back at her through the corner of my eye.

"Not exactly....." I led her further into the forest till we came across a clearing which revealed to be a beautiful open greenery with beautiful colorful flowers with a blanket layed out upon the floor with a wooden picnic basket placed in the center along with a pitcher of clear cold water, and in the background was a beautiful crystallized water fall. I looked back at her only to see her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. At first I thought she didn't like it but out of nowhere she pulled me into a giant bear hug.

"Muriel! This is beautiful! How did you find a place like this?" I couldn't help but blush a darker shade of red.

"I-i found it by accident..... I was taking Inanna on her daily walk when I stumbled upon it.." I brought her over to the blanket sitting on the other side of where she sat down, as I was firmly on the blanket I opened up the basket removing the contents within starting with a few sandwiches that I personally made after asking Asra what kind (Y/N) liked.

"I hope this is ok..." She moved closer to me which made me blush but it felt nice. I handed her her sandwich, which she gratefully took. I took out a glass and poured some water into it, handing it over to her.

"This is perfect Muri! Thank you! This place is really beautiful, especially the waterfall." She took a bite out of her sandwich as she laid down onto the green grass with her legs still on the blanket, she stared up at the sky giving off the most beautiful smile, my cheeks started to heat up a lot more before I decided to lay down next to her.

"I-I'm glad you're enjoying yourself.........." I looked over at her and gave her a small smile before looking back up to the sky only to see the once blue sky was now dark with a bunch of tiny little glowing stars.

"I hadn't realized it was that close to nightfall. It's really something isn't it." She slowly rested her head closer to mine.

"It is..... We should finish eating before it gets really really dark..." I sat up helping her sit up as well.

"Agreed! What other stuff do you have?" I pulled out two slices of pie, handing her one as I sat the other in my lap.

"Pie..." Her eyes gave off a small sparkle.

"I love pie! Muri this is the best thank you!" I watched as she took a bite, her eyes sparkling a lot more. "This is delicious! Did you make this yourself?" I looked away a bit, scratching the back of my neck before taking a bit of my own pie then slowly nodding. "Wow! This is really good! Better than anything my brother can make!" I let out a small chuckle, especially at her enthusiasm. She's happy about basically everything, and that's what I like about her... Once we finished up the rest of the food we packed up and headed off back to her place, it may have been dark but with the help of the fireflies we were able to exit the forest without any harm. As we approached her house she gave me a small peck on the cheek before walking up to her door. My cheeks turned even brighter than they had before. "Hope we can do this again on a second date! By muri!" She waved at me as I slowly put a hand on the spot she had just kissed before nodding and heading off back to my own cabin, still a hot blushing mess, s-she kissed me... A small smile appeared on my lips as I re entered the forest following the trails and the glow of the fireflies back to my home where all I could think about was how she wants to have a second date with me... I can't wait...

If there's any sentences that don't make sense let me know because I used google docs to edit this up and it tends to change up a sentence or 2 to be odd and not right lol

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