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sugawhaaa · 4 months

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Soul x reader

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{SOUL VER}

💋Pairing:: bf! Soul x keehos sister

💫Genre::fluffest fluff to ever fluff. Like I'm actually giggling and kicking my feet rn

💋Summary:: your keehos little sister and recently you started dating shota. It's not that Keeho doesn't approve of your relationship he's just a little protective.

💫A/N:: If you're not Korean just pretend that your keehos adopted sister and that's why he's so protective. If you are Korean he's protective because...he is idk LOL

💋Word count:: 850

💫Warnings:: none(?)

It was late in the night and you were scrolling through your phone. Suddenly you got a message from soul.

Bae: why u still awake (°3°)

You chuckled and opened the message.

You: I could ask you the same thing

You replied and instantly you saw three dots pop up on your screen.

Bae: smh

Bae: thinking bout you //^-^//

You liked his message and looked at your brother on the other side of your room. Fast asleep in his bed.

You: Wyd rn?

You wanted to sneak into his room but you needed to make sure he was okay with it first.

Bae: sitting in bed (,,°•°,,)

You: can I join you :3

You hesitantly sent it to him. Your heart raced as you waited for him to reply.

Bae: doors unlocked :3

You crawled out of your bed and snuck past your brother to the door. You carefully opened it and crept out into the dark dorms. You looked across the hall to see Soul's door open a Crack. You grinned and went over to it, carefully opening it. He looked up at you and smiled, waving for you to come inside. You shut the door and hopped on the bed. He had his switch in his hand.

"I was wondering if you wanted to play animal crossing with me?" He chuckled as he opened the console. You smiled. Playing animal crossing with him was as comforting as being in your nice warm bed after a long day. You brushed back his hair with a smile.

"You know me too well," you said as you put your head on his shoulder as he opened the game. The loading screen illuminates your faces. You strummed your hands through his blonde and blue hair like a harp as the clicking on the buttons echoed throughout the room. His plushies made a nice throne for the two of you as you snuggled against him. You could hear his heart beating softly as you put your head on his chest. Your hand rested on his stomach and you moved your hand up and down slowly. "You're growing a lot of muscle here," you teased and pinched his abs playfully. He giggled with his fang teeth poking out, his cheeks turning pink.

"Break dancing really improves your muscles," he explains as he continues to play his game, your hand under his tank top. "I don't work out hardly ever, it's just dancing tones your body," he smiled softly.

"I see. That makes sense though," you say as you watch him change his character's outfit.

"I see you're growing in certain areas too," he teased as he looked at your revealed chest. Your tank top hung low and was tight-fitted. He kissed your neck softly.

"Perv," you said as you hit him playfully. He laughed before you heard footsteps in the hallway. You covered his lips and he blushed, his heart skipping a beat. Your body was pressed right against his and the feeling was so overwhelming to him. If he was in an anime his nose would be bleeding and hearts would flutter from his head. The footsteps went back into their room before the door shut. The two of you sighed simultaneously before chuckling. You snuggled back down into the bed sheets and wrapped your arms around him.

"I think I'm gonna try to sleep now," you hummed as you closed your eyes.

"Oh do you want me to turn the switch off so it's less bright?" Shota said as he turned down the brightness manually. You shook your head.

"No, it's okay. Watching you play is calming," you explained as you cracked your eyes open to watch him play.

"Okay baby," he said as he patted your head. You blushed and grinned cheekily.

You sigh and melt into his arms "I always feel at peace with you…"

°☆° next morning °☆°

"Why were you in Soul's room last night?" Keeho confronted you as you made coffee.

"Huh?" You said tiredly as you poured your coffee into a Pikachu mug.

"This morning you weren't in your bed and you and Shota came out of his room. Also this," Keeho stated before pulling out his phone. He showed you a photo that Soul took last night. You were asleep on him and he took a selfie and put text over it saying "Got your sis in my lap :p" you blushed and noticed in the photo there was a little mark where Soul had kissed you. You covered your neck and blushed.

"Soul!" You shouted as he crawled out of the bathroom. He made a little hum noise as he came over to you. "First of all, that's a very nice photo you should send that to me," you said as you gestured to the photo Keeho held up on his phone. "Secondly…" you said before your voice went to a whisper in Soul's ear. "You could've told me that the "kiss" you gave me was a hickey!" You whisper yelled and Soul just shrugged poking his tongue out. "You're lucky you're cute,"

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v0idim · 5 months

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Idk where the art is someone drop the art credit in the comments 🙌😜

Small Encounters

Itadori Yuji x Reader

!Basketball College AU!

You attend Yuji's Basketball game.

☆*:.｡. o(Third Small Encounter)o .｡.:*☆

INCOMING CALL - NOBARA

The blood drains out of your face, you had forgotten to text Kugisaki, telling her Itadori was driving you to the game. You pick up the phone, and as expected Kugisaki is yelling at you from the other side.

“GIRL YOU HAVE ME WAITING OUTSIDE OF YOUR FUCKING APARTMENT FOR THE PAST 10 DAMN MINUTES. WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU.” You pull the phone away from your ear a bit, your brown haired friend's voice was a bit too loud for your liking.

“Nobara” you elongated her name and softened your voice, in an attempt to ease her anger. “I’m so so so so sorry I was in such a rush I totally forgot to text you.” You let out a soft sigh, trying to get your friend to understand you. “ Your friend Itadori gave me a ride. I hope you're not mad babes, I'll treat you to a nice western breakfast whenever you please.”

Kugisaki was always stubborn and when someone gets her angry, she will ignore them for the next few days. You’ve known her since the beginning of the year and since then, you had learned one way to get back into the brown haired girl's heart. By bribing her.

“Ugh, fine.” She dragged out the word, showing her annoyance with you. “I'm only accepting your apology because you're buying me food. I'm still pissed at you.” You laughed at her cute angry attitude towards you. “I'll see you at the game, love you bye.”

You hung up the phone and slid your phone back into the pocket of your pants. Not knowing what to do, You just stared at the door waiting for Kugisaki to walk through them. ‘She's probably stuck in traffic’ You thought to yourself after waiting on your friend for the past 15 minutes. Your foot rapidly tapped the bleacher floor, as you continued to wait for her. You rested your elbow on your knee and placed your face on your cold hand. Letting your eyelids shut as you grabbed your airpods out of your jacket pocket.

As you were putting in your airpod, you heard someone calling out your name. “YO L/N” Slowly opening you E/c eyes, you notice the pink haired basketball player walking up to you, now in full uniform. “What’s with the long face?” Itadori said as he took a seat next to you on the metal bleachers.

Your head remained in your palm as you explained to him the phone call between Kugisaki and you. “ And now I'm just waiting for her to get here. No offense, but it's so boring just being by myself” you lifted your head up to look at his brown eyes. He gives you a tight lipped smile before resting his large hand on your shoulder.

“I’ll just wait with you till she gets here, I’ll start warming up in like 10 minutes thou-” His words were cut off as a hand behind him smacked the back of his head. His whole body had fallen into the row below you. A small yelp escaped his lips as he landed on the cold metal of the bleachers. “Ow! You're gonna injure me before the game starts bro.” You were left in complete shock, mouth slightly agape after seeing Itadori get smacked. You look up and see Nobara standing right where Itadori was sitting.

“Yuji Itadori dont lay a finger on my precious girlfriend!” She craned her neck down at him, her glare sending sharp daggers towards Itadori. She rolled her eyes before slightly nudging him to get him. “ She doesn't need a bum like you”

You helped Itadori up as you let out a small laugh at your friend's overprotectiveness. “ Thanks Nobara but it's okay, he was just keeping me company while I waited for you.” Nobara takes a seat next to you, you place your cold hands in her warm soft hands.

“If you say so” Her face tilts to the side to get a better look at the boy who cowed behind you. “But I swear to the lords above, if you touch her again, I will rip out your throat.” she pointed a finger at his face before flicking his forehead. Itadori hunched over in his spot, mumbling some remarks towards Kugisakis “Bitchy attitude”.

“Whatever,” He rolls his eyes at the brown-haired girl. “I gotta go, yall better cheer for me!” He gets up from his spot next to you. Sending you and Kugisaki a closed eye smile.

Shortly after, the game begins. The match is against some other college from Utsunomiya (UM). The game starts with Utsunomiya grabbing the ball first and dribbling it words Tokyo's basket. The power forward from Tokyo’s side quickly steals the ball away from UM and passes it towards Itadori. He takes an opening and runs across the court at incredible speeds, he's quickly followed by his teammate, a black haired boy with predominant eye bags, number fourteen. Itadori passes it to him and he shoots it towards the basket, a clean swish from the net is heard throughout the gym. The crowd roars as Tokyo gets the first point of the game.

Nearing the end of the first quarter. Itadori rushes over to UM’s basket, he jumps up and dunks the ball. The rim of the basket shakes as he hangs from the hoop, his feet dangling in the air. He lets go and lands on the ground effortlessly, echos fill the gym as people cheer for him. He runs over to the section you are seated at, high fiving a few spectors from the lower bleachers before smiling at you, his smile is as radiant and bright as the sun. You smile back at him and throw him a thumbs up, mouthing, ‘ good job’. Itadori flushes in a pale pink across his face as he scratches the back of his nape. He runs back to his team to finish the quarter. As he runs back, you feel eyes stare right at you. You turn your head to the left and see a group of cheerleaders mugging you. You see them whisper between each other as your hands start to get sweaty, ‘Are they talking bad about me?’ You quickly wipe off the sweat of your hands on your pant legs, excusing yourself to go to the bathroom.

You put in your airpods as you try to brush off the uneasiness those cheerleaders gave you. You haven't gotten into major drama, and especially with popular people like cheerleaders so having them stare at you with hatred, left you confused and worried. You enter the women's bathroom and walk over to the mirrors to reapply some mascara. As you brush the wand along your lashes you hear the door swing open and two girls walk in. You didn't want to invade their conversation so you quickly left the bathroom. As you were walking out the door, you heard them mention Hinata, the girl in your music class, and Itadori.

You shrugged it off, ‘They’re probably talking about a different Hinata and Itadori.’ You thought to yourself as you walked back to the bleachers. As you walk up the steps, you once again feel the strong sharp daggers the college cheerleaders send you. All of them were staring at you up and down as you continued to walk up the stairs. Your eyebrows knitted as you stared back at them, judgment in your eyes, earning them all to roll their eyes and face forward after hearing their captain call out some cheers.

“ Nobara, those cheerleaders are staring at me so badly. It's so annoying.” You sit down next to Kugisaki and place your head on her shoulder, she puts her cheek against your hair and the both of you continue to watch the game.

“ Ignore them, some of them are some soulless ugly ass bitches, don't let them affect your mood babe.” She places a soft kiss on the top of your head, a small smile creeped up on your face. You muttered a quiet thanks to her and put your focus back on the game.

Second quarter went by quicker than you thought, it was now halftime meaning you had some time to get some fresh air. Kugisaki went to talk to a green haired girl and you decided to leave the gym. As you exited the gym, the cold air of the december night made you pull your sweater closer to you. Although it wasn't giving you a lot of warmth you weren't as cold anymore. Your sneakers crunched against the gravel outside the gym as you made your way to the side of the huge gym. It was a quiet area that no one really went to, but as you leaned against the wall, You heard a voice call out for you. You move your attention from your phone to the black haired girl that stood in front of you, Ogami Hinata.

“Hey L/n, I didn’t expect to see you here!” She leaned against the wall right next to you, shoving her hands in her pockets to prevent herself from getting any colder.

“Yea, my friend invited me and I had nothing else to do today so I decided to come with her.” Silence followed after, leaving an awkward atmosphere for the two of you.

“So Itadori didn't invite you?” Hinata abruptly said, her question catching you off guard ‘What’s up with this girl and Itadori.’ you thought to yourself as you let out a long sigh. Your phone buzzed, ripping your attention away from the black haired girl. You fished it out of your pocket and saw you had received a text message from Kugisaki.

Nobara

Nobara - the game gonna start soon

Nobara - wya 🙄

Comingggg - You

“Can you stop asking questions about Itadori, I just met him.” a soft chuckle escaped your mouth in an attempt to ease the tense atmosphere. “ I gotta go, I'll see you later” You pivotied away from the girl, leaving her alone with her own thoughts. You yourself were also deep in your thoughts, wondering why she kept wanting to talk about Itadori with you. You entered the gym and took your seat next to Kugisaki and her friend she had brought over.

The game had ended faster than you had realized, your college ended up winning by 9 points.The team huddled up on their side of the court before they broke it off and cheered. You hadn't noticed that Kugisaki and green hair friend had left during the fourth quarter. Leaving you by yourself. You grabbed your phone as you started heading down the bleachers. Opening your messages you see Kugisaki texted you

Nobara - The game got boring so i dipped lmao, see u tmr babes

Okayy text me when u get home - You

As you're walking out of the gym, you feel a warm hand grip your wrist. “Leaving so soon L/n?” Itadori pulls you to the side into a small quiet hall that connects the gymnasium to another building. “ Did you like the game? I could've done better if Imma be real.” Itadori sulks. His hand still wrapped around your wrist.

“Yeah you did great Itadori! I’ll go to the next one if you invite me.” You look up at the tall pink haired man. A small blush appears across his cheeks. He lets go of your wrist and cracks his knuckles, trying to seem unflustered by your comment. His actions earn a small quiet laugh from you. Itadori rocks on his heels as he grabs his phone out and shows you a picture of a flier.

TOKYO HOOPERS AFTER PARTY

“I was wondering…” Itadori stammered over his words. “If you wanted to come to this party with me? It’s at my brother's house and yea ummm he said I can bring my friends so yea I want you to go but only if you want to. You don't have to go if you don't want to, I totally understand.” Itadori quickly spoke, his nervousness clearly showing. He continued to rock on his heels, his hands intertwined in front of him.

“Sorry, I have hella assignments to do tonight.” You gave him a sympathetic look, you wanted to go to the party but you knew you had a shitload of work to do. “Next time I promise I’ll go!” you held your pinky out in front of him, he smiled at you as he interlocked his larger pinky with yours.

“You better!” He chucked, pinky’s still interlocked, he locked eye contact with you. “You need a ride? I saw Nobara leave early and she hasn't come back.” Itadori released his pinky from yours, the both of you proceed to walk back inside the gym towards his bags near the locker room.

“You’ve done too much for me already, I’ll just order an uber dont worry.” You watched him as he collected all of his stuff.

“No, I’m taking you home and you can't say no., I gotta change real quick. Wait for me right here yeah?” You muttered a small ‘yep’ as you took a seat on the bench that was next to Itadori’s bags. You whip out your phone and start playing a random game you had. After a while, you hear the murmurs of some cheer girls as they walk past you. Lucky for you, (or unlucky) Itadori walks out of the locker rooms in some gray sweatpants and a compression turtleneck under his black hoodie. “ Okay let's head out. Wanna get some food?” The girls stare at you in shock, more whispers erupt between the girls. Itadori’s gaze lands on the group of girls, he raises an eyebrow at them in confusion before leaning towards you, his face right in front of yours. “Why are they staring?” Itadori whispers, confusion laced his voice.

“I'm not sure, they been mugging me since like the second quarter.” You whispered back at him. You get up from the bench and help Itadori with his bag. He quickly grabs it out of your hands, not wanting you to carry it.

“Eh they're probably just some random weirdos.” His straightforwardness made you laugh a bit, making him also laugh.

The two of you head over to his car, he opens the passenger door for you and places his bags in the back. “So where ya wanna eat at?” Itadori hops into the driver's side and starts his car. A low pur erupts from his engine. “Taco Bell sounds fire to be honest.” He suggested.

“Yes it does, and they’re open late so we got hella time before they close.” The car starts moving, the taco bell wasn't far from your college, it was the first exit off of the highway. You arrived there pretty fast since Itadori was speeding. After parking the car you and Itadori ended up deciding to eat inside.

After ordering you take a seat in a booth near the window. Itadori had paid for you once again, you thanked his generosity towards you multiple times. “ Like I said, thank you for everything you did today, how can I pay you back?” You tilt your head at him, waiting for his response.

“ Um no, you don't need to pay me back for anything, we’re friends right? This is what friends do so shush”

“Okay but next time we hang out, it's on me.” Itadori hums in agreement as he gets up to the register after hearing your order being called. He comes back to the table and places your food in front of you. You took a long sip from your Baja Blast freeze before digging in. Itadori muttered a quick prayer before he began to eat too.

He had noticed you slightly shiver from the cold throughout the night yet every time he'd ask you if you were cold you would just deny it. “Dude I can tell you're cold, take my hoodie, it's way warmer than that thin ass zip up.” He took off his hoodie and handed it to you. You slipped in on looking up at him and thanking him, your eyes lingered on him longer than they should've as you admired his body. ‘Damn he looks hella good in the compression shirt’ you thought to yourself before looking back down at your food and eating. Itadori seemed to have noticed you stare at him and his ears turned a bright cherry red.

Once you and Itadori had finished eating. You headed back to his car. Found by Tems and Brent Faiyaz played in the background as you drove back to your apartment. “Thanks for today Itadori, It was a lot of fun.” You fidgeted with the sleeves of his hoodie, his cologne lingered in your nose as you buried your cold face in the hoodie as an attempt to get warmer.

“Don't thank me, you make it seem and if you forced me to hang out with you, when it's the other way around.” He laughed as his hand gripped the steering wheel and the other laid on the gear shift. You look at the veins that pop out of his arms and hands as his grip tightens around the steering wheel.

“ You really did, you forced me into your car so many times you basically kidnapped me!” the both of you laughed as you admired the city zoom past your eyes. “ But yea I had hella fun today. I’m glad I met you, Itadori, I hope we can hang out again soon.”

“Yea, I'm glad I met you too L/n. Give me your number so we plan to link up again soon. I have a sharpie in the glove box.” You turn on the flash of your phone as you search the glove box. You finally find the sharpie and you turn your body to face him. You grab his forearm and roll his sleeve up as you begin to write your number on his hard forearm. You roll his sleeve back down and place the sharpie back into the glove box.

You finally arrive at your apartment. He parks his car in the same spot as early and hops out of the driver's side to open the car door for you. “ Let me walk you up to your place since it's pretty late already.” You agree as you begin walking to the elevator with Itadori right by your side. You ascend to the 6th floor and quickly arrive at your front door.

“Thanks for walking me.” You turn your body to face him. As you begin to take off his hoodie, Itadori grabs your arms and pulls the hoodie back down. He smiles at you before telling you to keep it. After some denying and arguing you finally accept his offering.

“I’ll see you uhh….. Soon.” You tell him, obviously not knowing when you're going to see him again.

“Yea, I’ll see you soon.” Itadori smiles at you warmly before waving at you goodbye as he begins to walk away.

You enter your apartment and take off your pants and shirt, switch into some pj pants and put Itadori’s hoodie back on. You do your nightly routine of brushing out teeth and your skin care before hopping into bed. Your phone buzzes as you plug it into the charger near your nightstand.

Unknown Number

Unknown Number - Sleep well L/nnnnn

Unknown Number - dis ur fave baller btw :P

You - Goodnight Itadori, sleep well <3

You plug your phone and close your eyes, slowly drifting to sleep, completely forgetting to do your assignments.

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iicheeze · 1 year

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3 MONTHS, 3 DAYS, AND 33 MINUTES

3 MONTHS, 3 DAYS, AND 33 MINUTES MASTERLIST

SUMMARY || you've always had feelings for your gray haired senior. To the point that you'd confess to the man in front of the whole Akademiya. Pitying you, he gives you 3 months, 3 days and 33 minutes to make him fall for you. Let the roller coaster of chaos begin!

PAIRINGS || Alhaitham x Gender Neutral Reader, slight Kaveh x reader

TAGLIST || @star-star-fall-inlove @nachotrash @baelloraa @itonashi @tanspostsblog @kalpie @makimakimi @nishayuro @hugs4dottore @sassy-cat-in-town @aloveablechaos @ceylestia @severedvigility @i9tto @6-022-10-23 @duhsies @suwnshine @xiaos-wife1 @kysrion @kunikuzushisbeloved (BOLD MEANS I CAN'T TAG YOU, TAGLIST OPEN!!)

TW || gendered terms like girl or buddy, READER IS GENDER NEUTRAL!!!!!! other than that idk unfunny-ness ig idk 😭 just read to find out

CHAPTER II — [Name], The Reckoning

“ HAHAH!!! HAHAHAHAHA!! ”

The haunting laughter echoed throughout the hallway of Teyvat Akademiya Dorms. Obviously, coming from none other than you, yourself.

“ SHUT THE HELL UP, DAMMIT!! I'M TRYING TO FINISH MY FUCKING ASSIGNMENT, YOU DAMN LUMMOX. ” Tighnari screamed, his head peeking out of his dorm room. “ Sorry, man. ” And with that, the door slammed shut.

“ Give me my five dollars, Mona. ” You demanded, with Mona slowly reaching out to her almost empty wallet.

Long ago, you and Mona made a bet. If Alhaitham accepts your confession, Mona will give you ten dollars. But if he rejects you, you give her ten dollars.

But since this one is a special case, Mona will only give you five dollars.

“ Congratulations for getting accepted! Now.. What next? ” Bennett gave you a pat on the shoulder, while also giving you a question. Silence filled the air with awkward tension.

“ To be honest, I didn't plan this far. ” “ GIRL, HOW DID YOU EVEN GRADUATE HIGH SCHOOL???!?! ” “ I don't know too. ” “ Lord, save us. ”

“ OKAY, OKAY!!! I'll search up on how to woo a stubborn guy. After that, I'll list it off. Then, I'll physically do it to him and bada bing bada boom, we're a couple. ” You winked, as your friends dead pan.

“ I'll wish you the best, [Name]. You'll need it. ” Kokomi smiled innocently at you, as the rest nods along with her statement. “ THANKS??? BUT WHY ARE YOU SAYING IT WITH THAT TONE?? ”

It was the weekend, so you decided to use your time lazing around searching up on how to woo a man with a personality like Alhaitham's. Sadly, they all sound very hard.

Like... What do you mean ‘ Make sure they have all the facts. ’ ?????

The only stuff you wrote down are;

Let him come to you. Obviously not gonna work 💔

Open up to him.

Be his friend.

Stay flirty.

Focus on your common interests. What interests 😭

Make him laugh.

Be silly in front of him.

Go on adventures together. Wtf we aint dora and boots hell no

IF ALL FAILS, THEN GIVE UP GIRL!!! HE AIN'T WORTH YOUR TIME!!!

You wrote the sentence in bold with massive letters at the end of the list. Who knows, maybe this chance is just pure luck or he just wants to toy around with you.

BUT!

You still have a chance, albeit small, it's still a chance!

And you're obviously taking it.

I mean, what the hell. He has a hot body.

“ I wonder if he's a virgin. ”

Kaveh was just taking his break at the local Sunbucks near Teyvat Akademiya, trying to get away from the annoying roommate of his.

But his moment of peace was disrupted by a single ding from his phone.

Message Notification from [Name]

What the hell are they up to now

He clicked the notification bar, and it quickly showed up to his chat history with the person.

[Name]

PLSE HELP ME IM STUCK 😭

You

wtf wdym stuck

[Name] is typing. . .

[Name]

so i confessed to ur roommate ye

and he actually gave me a chance

except theres a time limit for it and if i dont make him fall for me within 3 months 3 days and 33 minutes i cant talk to him or even acknowledge he existed in this timeline 😭

Kaveh couldn't help but think.

How the hell did you even got him to give you a chance what kind of fuckery did you use [Name]

You

and wat do you want me to do abt it im not him tf 🤨

[Name] is typing. . .

[Name]

d-d-d-d

do u know anything abt him

if u do

can u

pls tell me 🥺

You

WTF stop talking like that you sound like an e-kitten 🤢🤮

[Name]

STOP HWAT NOOO 😭

You

idk abt that gray haired bitch hes friendless and a virgin wtf u want me to do

[Name]

AYO WHAT HE A VIRGIN??????

boutta peg him fr fr 😈

You

💀

plus all i know is that he aint prioritize no one but himself

he doesn't deserve u 😒

[Name]

but I deserve him 😍

does he like uhhh

my jokes

You

dont u dare

we all know ur humor is as bad as cyno's

[Name]

but

i have rizz 🔥

You

the only thing ur gonna get is a rizzstraining order from him wtf

no one likes ur jokes [name]

just accept the truth

[Name]

😭

this is why u get no bitches

“ Jesus Christ, [Name]. . . ” The blonde man mumbled to himself, face palming. He was about to leave the cafe, before he saw another text.

[Name]

i seriously want him to like me tho

It was just a simple text, and he knows of your crush for his roommate for quite a while.

So why did it strung his heartstrings?

AUTHOR'S NOTE || SORRY ITS SHORT AGAIN THE NEXT ONE WILL PROBABLY BE LONGER 😭😭 if there's any mistakes be it readers gender or more please tell me 🙏🙇

also taglist is still open feel free to ask to be in it 😍

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dizzyjelly · 1 year

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My Perfect Girl

Word Count: 1.2k

Summary: your friends leave you feeling more insecure than you already were, but Ellie comforts you and yells at your dickhead friends

Cw: body insecurity, mentions of feeling/being fat+ugly, troubles eating

You struggled to breathe as you lied in bed curled into a ball, crying your eyes out. Your crying fit had been a result of a rather hurtful conversation with your "friends." Your body faced the wall as tour hands came to cover your face, your palms wetting with tears. Time passed, you didn't know how much, but you'd heard a voice behind you and the bedroom door creaking open.

"Baby? What's going on, what happened?" Ellies voice was laced with concern and worry as she rushed to your side, rubbing your back.

You sniffled as you turned to face her, tears still streaming down your face as you picked up your phone and opened up your grouochat then handing it to her. Your breaths were ragged and quick as you watched her read, hee brows furrowed in worry quickly arched with anger as she did.

Y/n: guys I feel like I look bad today *image attached*

Ryan: wdym

Rosa: yeah u look the same lol

Y/n: idk like I feel ugly and like fat :(

Ryan: I don't see any difference 💀

Rosa: ong you look like u always do

Ryan: yeah ur just being dramatic lmao

Rosa: she probably just wants attention to be really honest

Ryan: omg you're right tho, fishing for compliments haha

Y/n: guys stop I'm not kidding.

Ryan: come on yk were right

Rosa: yeah just calm down bro

Y/n: whatever I'm done talking to you guys.

"What the fuck." Ellie muttered under her breath.

"Ellie, I look terrible and they're just making fun of me." Your bottom lip quivered.

"Baby, you don't. I promise they're just being assholes for no reason." She tried to reassure you, rubbing at your arm up and down.

You turned away from her, facing the wall again as you cried harder. You couldn't believe a word she said, you just felt insecure. It wasn't the first day you've felt like this, but it never got easier. It was days like these where you couldn't even bring yourself to look in the mirror, shower, or take care of yourself in general.

She let out a deep sigh, bringing a hand to rub your back gently, occasionally combing through your hair with her fingers. She looked at your phone again, then stood to leave the room.

"I'm gonna talk to them." She stated before exiting and calling the group.

Your friends picked up and were confused, seeing Ellies face instead of your own. It's not like they didn't recognize your girlfriend, but they wondered why she was the one calling them.

"Oh hey Ellie." Ryan greeted with a smile.

"Hi. So what the fuck is wrong with you guys?"

Rosa laughed a bit, her brows furrowing.

"What are you talking about?" She asked.

"Whyd you guys say that shit to Y/n? Seriously what kind of fucking friends are you?" She asked in return, as if it was obvious.

"Oh come on, she knows we were kidding!" Ryan argued.

"Yeah, she's probably being dramatic anyways." Rosa chimed in.

"I bet you're only asking because she told you to." Ryan spoke smugly.

"Um, no actually I'm asking because clearly she's upset and you guys are just being assholes. And if she knows you were joking why'd I come home to her crying, hm? Terrible fucking jokes by the way." Ellie argued, feeling angrier at your friends poor reactions.

"She was crying? Oh shit, sorry." Suddenly Ryan seemed to feel bad.

"Yeah you fuckin should be, she's probably gonna be worked uo for days now. Great fucking job you two." And with that Ellie hung up, as she couldn't bear to speak to them any longer.

She shut off your phone and set it at the bedside table, sitting down and glancing over at you as you let out a heavy sigh. You silently cursed as your stomach grumbled.

"Babe, you hungry?" Ellie asked, leaning down to rest her chin on your shoulder.

"No." You lied, shaking your head.

"Ok, well have you eaten today?" She asked, already sure she knew the answer.

"No." You were quiet now, feeling ashamed at your inability to care for yourself, how you know you should be.

"Alright well come on then, let's put something in that belly of yours." She tried to turn you around, take you to the kitchen.

But you wouldn't budge, tears falling from your eyes once again as you shook your head furiously.

"No! I-I'm already fat enough I don't need to eat anymore!" You protested, believing everything you said.

"What? Stop it, that's nonsense and you know it. Come on, just come have something. Please." She frowned as she held your hands in her own, it hurt her to see you so upset.

"I can't." You choked out and she pulled you into a hug.

You immediately leaned into her relaxing touch, wrapping your arms around her back as you nuzzled your head into her shoulder.

"Baby, you can. I know you can, you're stronger than you think. And your body is perfect" She pulled away, holding your face in her hands as she peppered kisses over your face, "I love every part of it, and you. You're amazing and your brain is just lying to you." She reminded you.

"Love you too." You responded, sniffling and leaning your forehead against her own.

You finally followed her to the kitchen, still hesitant but you'd get past that. You sat at the table and watched as she made pasta for the two of you, mainly because she knew it was your comfort food. A smile made its way to your face as she brought over two bowls, giving on to you. Ellie smiled ten times as big as you did, rubbing her thumb over your cheek fondly. It made her happier than anything to see you smiling after you'd had such a tough time that day.

Once you finished eating, Ellie insisted on doing the dishes. You felt bad for not helping out, but she reassured you that she was more than happy to do it herself. She told you to go sit down and pick a movie, and of course you did.

You'd selected something happier, usually you two watched horror together but tonight you just didn't feel like it. You sat with your knees pulled to your chest, a fuzzy blanket engulfing you as you waited for your girlfriend. She was sitting beside you in no time, pulling you into her side. You hummed contently, leaning into her touch with a smile as you leaned your head on her shoulder.

About halfway through the movie, Ellie placed a kiss to your forehead then placed a hand on your chin to make you look at her.

"Is my girl finally feeling better?" She asked.

"Mostly, thank you for helping me." You smiled before leaning in to give her a kiss.

"Of course Baby. You tired yet?" She asked, looking at her watch and noting that it was getting late.

You just nodded before placing your head back on her shoulder and closing your eyes. She chuckled a bit at you, rubbing your side lovingly then letting her head fall against your own as she waited until you fell asleep before carrying you into your shared bedroom. She laid you down then climbed in next to you, pulling you in. You let out a small groan as you hiked your leg over her own, wrapping your arm around her stomach.

A/n: sorry ik it's kinda short! Hope u still liked tho :)))

#ellie williams #ellie x y/n #ellie x reader #ellie x you #ellie williams x y/n #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams x you

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fluffytriceratops · 9 months

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𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 - 𝐚. 𝐦𝐢𝐲𝐚 [chapter two]

chapter two: "𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚝."

notes: hey, accidents happen— 😏👌✨

chapter one: "mrs kwan is my sugar daddy."

chapter three: "there he is, mr. america."

««•◦ ✪ ◦•»»

Wednesday, 11:13 am.

y/n

guyss HELP

queen keiji

what happened?

bokubro

you okay?

y/n

no. I ACCIDENTALLY JUST SLAPPED THIS DUDES ASS 😫😭

kendoll

how the hell did you do that?

tsukitsuki

sure, an accident.

y/n

tsuki this is no time for sarcasm! im PANICKING here

kendoll

im still confused on how you managed that.

y/n

well it wasn't on purpose!!

y'know how when i talk i move my arms around?

and it can get pretty hectic when i'm excited??

queen keiji

ah yes, i think i understand what happened.

bokubro

really?? cuz i'm still very confused-

tsukitsuki

you would be.

bokubro

huh?

y/n

i didn't see how close he was to me and before i know what's happening my hand slaps his bootymeat!!!

tsukitsuki

bootymeat?

queen keiji

did you apologize?

y/n

ofc i fcking apologized! i was practically on my hands and knees begging for this mans forgiveness.

he was actually really sweet about it- and my god- he's so fucking fine---

tsukitsuki

is no one else going to question what she called his ass?

kendoll

we're used to her behavior at this point. it's better not to question anything.

tetsu

you should really know that at this point, tsuki. i mean you live with her for fucks sake-

bokubro

KURRO!!!

where the hell have you been loca??

y/n

boku-

LMFAO

marry me ❤️

tsukitsuki

fair enough.

bokubro

any day. any time bb gurl~ ❤️

y/n

sdkhdfkljghldfkghfg-- 🥰💕

tsukitsuki

you guys are disgusting.

tetsu

BOKUTO!!!!

how was practice today man?

and y/n- seriously? how the fuck did you managed that?

y/n

IDK!!! 😭😭

IM SO EMBARRASSED I DONT THINK I CAN HANDLE THIS

tsukitsuki

says the girl who was sending hearts five seconds ago-

bokubro

practice was great! you should stop by next time you're available!

y/n

shut the fuck up tsuki.

tsukitsuki

just stating facts.

queen keiji

well at least you apologized. and from what you said, he seemed to take it well enough.

tetsu

who even was this guy??

and yes bo, i definitely will if i get the chance!!

bokubo

yeah i wanna know too!

y/n

idk his name. but i have seen him around campus before.

he's in one of my classes for sure. i wouldn't forget an ass like his~ 🤤

kendoll

now that's disgusting.

tetsu

what did he look like? maybe we know him.

tsukitsuki

@ kendoll, agreed.

y/n

he was pretty tall- like maybe around kuroo's height? a little shorter even? he had blonde hair with a brown undercut. fair skin. and brown eyes. AND A THICK ASS- 😏 my hand BOUNCED off that shit--

tsukitsuki

you're weird as fuck

bokubro

wait- i think i know who that is!!

queen keiji

i have a feeling i know him as well.

tetsu

you think it's tsumu?

bokubro

hey! i wanted to say itt!! 😫

tetsu

you snooze you lose dude

y/n

uh- who?

also tsuki pls fuck off. 👌

kendoll

he plays volleyball with bokuto.

tsukitsuki

with pleasure.

tsukitsuki is now offline.

y/n

wait no! i feel bad! tsuki come back!!

tetsu

he won't. he's on his way to class rn anyway-

y/n

damn.

i'm gonna have to apologize later-

anyway-

he plays vb with bo? i must have seen him then! i'll come see your next practice and see if its him. ^^

bokubro

ALRIGHT!!!

it feels like forever since you've come seen me play!

IM SO EXCITED!!!!!

y/n

awe- me too!! 🥰

you're such a sweetie bo- never change.

bokubro

i ain't planning on it. 😋

━

"Miss. L/n, do you plan on actually paying attention to my class or are you going to continue to grin like a crack addict at your phone the whole time?"

Y/n's head shot up to look at her professor, face burning a bright shade of crimson. She ducked her head, trying to hide from the many eyes that were glued to her. One pair in particular stood out greatly compared to the rest. Chocolate molten, darkly golden eyes. They were practically burned into her memory after all. Considering the first time she really saw them was only moments ago.

PREVIOUSLY.

"You should have seen him, Pika! He practically soared through the air! His hand came in contact with the ball so quickly! And then he smashed it onto the ground!" Y/n recalled the events of Bokuto's amazing play to one of her best friend's. The female nodded enthusiastically, watching with stars in her eyes as she pictured the scene in her head.

"Awe! So cool! I wish I would have seen it.. If I didn't have to study, I would've totally been there!" Pika hummed, biting the end of her pencil in thought.

"Next time, we can both go! OH- I ALMOST FORGOT THE BEST PART-" Y/n moved her arms almost comically as she retold the practice. Making 'whooshing' and other noises with her mouth to emphasize her story. What she hadn't seen, was the guy walking past her. Trying to get down the row to his seat. And that's when it happened. The back of her hand hit something firm but slightly bouncy. She didn't think much of it at first, too enthralled in what she had been saying. But when she turned to apologize to whoever she had hit, Y/n realized just what she did.

Her face had never been more red. Her arms shot to her chest, cradling them in absolute humiliation. He was just walking by to get to his seat, and she had slapped his booty. Kill her now. She bowed her head so quickly, she swore her forehead touched her knees. Pika was stifling her laughter behind her palm, face beginning to grow red herself from second hand embarrassment.

"Oh my god- I'm so, so, so sorry- I didn't mean- it was an accident- I swear I-" His laughter cut her off. It was such a melodic sound, Y/n couldn't help but peek up at his face. There was a tiny flush to his skin, his mouth was stretched wide in a grin, eyes closed as he chuckled. "No worries. But if you really wanted to slap my ass," he opened his eyes, looking back down at her. Brown met e/c and the sight of his beautiful eyes made her heart flip. They reminded her of freshly brewed coffee. Her mouth almost watered. He leaned down and placed a hand on the table next to her, trapping her between him and the desk. "All you had to do was ask."

"Miss. L/n?!" Said female jumped, coming back to reality as she looked down at her teacher. Had she really just been thinking about that guy the whole time? Without acknowledging her professor? How embarrassing...

"S-Sorry!" She squeaked, "Uh- I'll pay attention now! Promise!" She saluted, face scrunched in a mixture of confusion and horror. The male from before was still starring at her from a row down. She connected her gaze with his once more and his lips quirked up in a smirk. There is was, her Achilles heel. That smile was going to be the death of her... She just knew it.

━

y/n

sorry guys, just got scolded by teach for not paying attention

gtg before she beats my ass-

ALSO HE WAS STARING AT ME THE WHOLE TIME AND HIS SMIRK AHH MY HEART LORD HAVE MERCYYYY

okay bye - love you <3

tetsu

you're hopeless but I love you too

kendoll

agreed.

bokubro

love you too bb!! 💕

queen keiji

I told you to pay attention.. you got what you deserve

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yourlocalmultifandom · 1 year

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🦇Somewhere between love and death🦇

Hey, so I’m really stupid with technology and I have absolutely no clue how to take this from my other app and link it here so I’m gonna copy and paste. Also idk if I need to say this but it’s a multiparter

Part 1:

Anywayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, hope you enjoy it. I’m gonna go and forget that I ever posted this here now 😊

VILLES POV

"Yeah" I nod into the phone, looking out of the window of the tour bus. "I'll be there tomorrow"

"Cool, I'll have everything ready when you get here" Bam agrees.

"Great, great. Okay, I'll talk to you then"

"Later" he says before the phone clicks.

I look up, watching Midge sit on the opposite side of the table and smile at me. I narrow my eyes, knowing he's definitely up to something.

"What?" I stare.

"I'm going to hate not being able to speak to you the entire time we're there"

"Why can't you?"

"Because you'll be a drooling puppy dog all over again, don't act like I can't see the way you cream your pants every time she's around"

"Surely you're not talking about me"

"I am. You and little miss Margera"

"Aprils a lovely woman but she's married"

"Don't play dumb, Ville. You know I'm talking about Danni"

The very name struck a special string in my heart. I look at my hand, trying my best to hide any emotion that hits me.

"She's off at college" I say shyly.

"No she isn't. Bam said she dropped out to do that CKY thing" a coy smirk dancing on his face.

"No she didn't" I stare, my heart skipping a beat.

"Oh yeah she did. Bam picked her up like three days ago, so she'll be all nice and ready to rock when you arrive"

"She's a friend"

"That you lose all dignity over" he smirks.

He's not wrong, I started thinking about her long dark hair, pale skin, those icy blue eyes...that damn smile. I find myself writing about her a lot, and I'll be the first to admit that Danni is a very beautiful girl, but I highly doubt I'd ever be her type. She's got this on and off thing with one of the guys from CKY, the band her brother, Jess, is in. Her little fling still doesn't stop me from devoting everything I have to her every chance I get. I was really hoping she wouldn't be there this time, I'm worried Bam will notice my admiration for her someday. He's bound to find out if I'm around her long. Those two are thick as thieves, being twins wasn't just in their looks either, I swear they could finish each other's very thoughts. I'd never have guessed anyone could match his energy the way she does.. The very first time I ever met her, Bam had brought her along to one of my shows, and I was instantly mesmerized. She was the first person to ever convince me to get on a skateboard, and the only girl I know that can drink as much as me. I start trailing off, thinking about all of the time we've spent together during our friendship.

"Hello? Ville" midge says, ripping me from my thoughts.

"Huh?" I stare.

"Exactly what I thought" he smiles. "Get some rest, you'll be struggling to breathe normal in a few hours"

"Right" I nod, realizing there was only about four hours before I see her.

I stand up, making my way to my bed and trying to mentally prepare myself for dealing with that beloved family of lunatics, I used to think Bam was crazy...then I met his sister. I lay in bed and think about all the memories I had with my favorite twins, remembering all the crazy shit they do on a regular basis. I sigh, trying to shut my brain off and get some rest, unfortunately, my brain is now infiltrated by one Danni Margera. I sigh, tossing and turning, haunted by her smile, her laugh, her touch. The three years I've spent being her friend has driven me insane, and now I'll be faced with her again, just praying that I don't accidentally let my love for her show.

#villevalofic #cky #bam margera #ville valo #part 1 #Spotify

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kybabi · 3 years

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aaaa I'm so happy your requests are open!! ☺️ last time i checked it was closed. can i request a part 4 of forgetting their s/o's birthday for kita, bokuto, and tsukki!! thank uu sm, super love your blog !! 🥰

forgetting their s/o’s birthday

w/ kita, akaashi, and tsukishima!

part 4!

series masterlist here!

(a/n: here is the fourth part of my birthday series !! this one was a lil difficult to make for some reason but i hope y’all enjoy it !!

all three scenarios are set in the timeskip :)) happy reading everyone!

EDIT: ANON idk why i mixed up bokuto and akaashi PLS IM SORRY)

kita

every year, kita always made sure that your birthday was perfect

he’d plan out an entire day for you ahead of time and surprise you

even so, kita had become swamped with work

it was a lot, even for him

you knew that he took his work very seriously, and you wanted more than anything for him to succeed

but a lot of the time, that meant sacrificing your time together, and you missed it a lot

however, you knew that, just like every year, he’d set aside a day to spend with you

you yawn, stretching a hand out to the other side of the bed. it comes up empty, and you look over to shinsuke’s side of the bed. his side is completely made, blanket folded over itself neatly, and he’s nowhere in sight.

you sigh. maybe he’s just up early? you think, hopeful.

but when you search the rest of the house, calling for him, the only response you get is the sound of your own voice, echoing.

he could just be at the store or something, you tell yourself, and pull your phone out.

it rings for about half a minute before you’re met with his voicemail. you exhale, sending him a text instead.

hi baby :) where r u ? come home soon!!

you shut your phone off and look around. honestly, you’d expected your boyfriend to have taken care of everything today, as per usual. but with him gone, you’re quite bored.

you decide that today might be a good day to reorganize your clothing and do a little decorating while you wait. you’ve been meaning to do it, and now that you have a day off, you figure today is the best time.

you’re halfway through your dresser when you stop to check your phone. the delivered sits there awkwardly, and you sigh. you send him another text.

shin, are you gonna be home soon?

you put your phone down and take out your shirts, going through them next.

it’s already almost dinnertime when you stop again, staring at the mess around you. you pick up your phone for the nth time and check to see if he’s replied. you brighten at seeing the notification, but droop after reading its contents.

no, sorry. have to stay a couple hours later today.

disappointed, you sigh. there’s no way he forgot, right? maybe he’s planning to surprise you?

you decide to stay up and wait for him to come home, starting on the living room cabinets.

you perk up at hearing the lock opening, and stand up. kita walks into the room and looks around.

he narrows his eyes at the mess you’ve made and sighs.

“what is this?”

you look around. “was just doing a bit of reorganizing, that’s all!” he stares at you.

“i stayed late at work. i wasn’t planning on coming home to this,” he mutters, passive aggressiveness evident in his voice. your heart sinks.

“i was just trying to—”

“just leave it. i’ll take care of it,” he murmurs, opening the cabinets. behind him, you stand there helplessly. that’s when it dawns on you; he did forget.

“you forgot about my birthday?” you whisper, barely audible.

“what are you talking about?” he asks, still turned away from you, and you shake your head, though he doesn’t see.

“never mind.”

kita scoffs, grabbing a movie case from off the ground. that’s impossible, he thinks. he’s never forgotten your birthday.

but all of a sudden, the dots connect, and he freezes. he remembers how he checked the date on his phone just this morning, paying it no mind the entire day.

he completely forgot about it this year. he can’t even comprehend how he missed your birthday, but somehow he did, and he doesn’t know what to do.

he turns around slowly to see you on the floor, head bowed, putting the rest of the cases into the cabinets. his heart sinks. how could he have forgotten?

shinsuke kneels down next to you. “hey,” he coaxes, voice quiet and guilty. “you don’t have to—”

“‘s fine. i spent the entire day doing it; i should finish the job, right?” you mumble, and he feels even worse.

he doesn’t know what to say, so instead he helps you put everything in its rightful place. you won’t look at him.

you stand up and leave without saying anything.

“wait—”

“i’m gonna get ready for bed now, ‘kay?” you tell him, false cheer tainting your voice, and he hates it.

and then you’re gone, and shinsuke wants to kick himself for disappointing you.

but he knows that simply sitting here and feeling guilty is not enough. so, he grabs his keys and heads out.

—

you rub your eyes tiredly, the sunlight bright, and sit up. you turn to your right only to see that your boyfriend’s side of the bed is empty, again. you sigh in disappointment.

you’re about to get up when you hear three knocks on the door, and your heart leaps. “shin?”

his head pops into the doorway, and he smiles at you softly.

the rest of his body follows, along with a tray of your favorite breakfast foods and your favorite flowers. you gasp softly, and he lays it on the bed in front of you before sitting on the opposite side.

“you did this for me?” your voice breaks, and he nods.

“i’m sorry about yesterday. i should’ve remembered,” he says, and you shrug. “please let me use this day to make it up to you.”

teary-eyed, you nod, and let him kiss you.

“you better help me finish all this food first.”

akaashi

you and akaashi had a very sweet, familiar relationship

you always understood each other well

but lately, it was difficult for the two of you to find moments to be alone together

and the rare moments it happened, you’d end up arguing about stupid things like work

but both of you knew that it was only coming out of a place of love and missing one another

still, you were excited for your birthday

not as your own holiday, but as a day for the two of you to just relax in each other’s company :)

the first thing you do when you wake up is call keiji.

the phone rings a couple times before the voicemail sounds, and you sigh. he must be busy at work.

so, you send him a text instead.

keijiiii don’t forget about dinner tonight :)

you’d opted to order in for the night, wanting to relax in the comfort of your own home. your boyfriend’s been so busy lately; he’s probably tired.

the rest of the day is spent with you lounging around the house. you watch some movies and eat snacks, decked out on the couch.

you wish keiji were here to enjoy your day off with you, but you know his schedule can get busy. still, it’d be nice to have him around.

you check your phone. he hasn’t responded.

you decide to order at around 5 pm, hoping that keiji will be home by 6. you order from your favorite takeout place that he knows you love and wait some more.

the food comes at 5:48, and you thank the delivery person before setting it on the table.

you begin another movie at 6:12.

you check your phone at 9:22. there’s still no response.

you finally decide to call him at 11:47. he doesn’t pick up, and you groan, irritated.

the door finally opens at 12:39, and you scoff.

“hi,” he mumbles, setting his things down on the couch. you glare at him. “what?”

“where have you been?”

he stares at you blankly. “work..?”

you huff. “did you forget about dinner, or did you just decide not to come?” you say pointedly, crossing your arms over your chest.

he looks at you for a minute before his eyes widen. “shit. i’m sorry, baby. i totally forgot.”

you shake your head. “keiji, you’re not trying hard enough.” he tilts his head at you, brows furrowed.

“look, i know i messed up, but you have no idea how hard i’m working, okay?”

your heart sinks. he doesn’t even know it’s your birthday.

“i miss my boyfriend! i miss you so much, and you don’t even care,” you say sadly, and he huffs.

“it’s not my problem, okay? i don’t have time—” he pauses, sighing.

“you don’t have time... for me.”

he shakes his head. “that’s not what i meant,” he tries, but you’re already standing up and leaving, shutting the bedroom door behind you.

akaashi puts his head in his hands and sighs. you’re completely right, and he knows it. he hasn’t been trying hard enough.

but his current period of reflection is interrupted by a loud knocking on the door, and he stands up to open it. he blinks in surprise.

“bokuto?”

the grey-haired man beams, waving at his friend happily.

“akaashi!”

“it’s nice to see you. what are you doing here?” he asks, and bokuto holds out a small bag. it’s pink and blue, and there’s a little tuft of tissue paper sticking out of it. akaashi blinks.

“it’s for y/n! i know it’s their birthday today, and i couldn’t get anything super fancy or anything, but i figured this was the least i could do for a friend!” he explains, taking keiji’s palm and putting the gift in it. “anyways, tell em i came by!” he grins, taking off before akaashi can even say anything.

he stands in the doorway for a good minute, pulse completely still.

...birthday?

oh god. fuck.

and then he’s running into the kitchen and flipping the calendar open, hastily searching for the date. and there it is: your birthday. guilt crashes into him like a wave, and he finds it hard to breathe.

you walk out of the bedroom sniffling, and pause at seeing him. he looks at you guiltily, and you push past him to fill your glass with water. he tries to find the words to say to you that will make everything better, but nothing comes up. but when you move past him again, panic surges through his veins, and he reaches for your wrist.

“wait! please,” he stops you, and you refuse to look at him. “i... i didn’t know...” he trails off, and you huff.

“i know you didn’t. that doesn’t change anything.”

“i know! i just... fuck. you were so right. about everything,” he says, head bowed in shame. “i haven’t been trying hard enough to be the partner that you deserve.”

at that, you look up at him, and his heart breaks again. your eyes are filled with tears, and he hates himself for making them that way.

“all i wanted was for you to show up,” you mumble, voice shaky, and keiji sighs.

“i know. i’m so sorry, baby. i never wanted to make you feel like you weren’t important to me.” reluctantly, you nod, and let him pull you into his chest. “do you think i could have another chance?” he asks nervously, swallowing when you hesitate.

but then you’re looking up at him, a hint of a smile on your lips. “maybe,” you murmur, and he laughs. “but don’t mess it up this time, or else.”

he kisses your nose. “you got it.”

tsukishima

tsukishima never liked to admit it, but he cared for you more than anything in the world

he wasn’t keen on big gestures, but he loved to do little things for you, hoping you wouldn’t catch him in the act

every year on your birthday, he tried to make it the best day he possibly could for you

and while he wasn’t the best at showing it, you knew he cared, and that was enough

sometimes he pulled away from you, getting swept up in his own life and becoming too busy to pay any mind to your relationship

you knew that it was just a part of your relationship that you had to accept, but you still missed his presence terribly

but with your birthday coming up, you knew he wouldn’t miss it

he refused to make a big deal about it, but you knew he could never forget

you smile brightly, arms stretching out in front of you.

you check the time. 9:33. you sigh happily, well rested and ready for the day. you get up and get dressed, putting on your favorite pair of comfy pants and an oversized tee.

you look for your boyfriend around the house, but it appears that he isn’t home.

“kei?” you call. no answer.

you shrug. you figure you’ll be fine without him, free to do your own thing while he’s gone.

you decide to do some shopping. you go out to the grocery store first, picking up some extra snacks and drinks, and then to the mall. you pick out some new clothes for yourself and walk around.

you sigh, checking your phone for any sign of a text. you feel great having some time to yourself, but part of you wishes he was here with you.

you pass by a vintage record shop on the way out, gasping at all the artifacts and vinyls they offer. you spot a polished wooden record player and you swear your heart stops upon seeing it. you take a picture and send it to kei, along with a look what i found at the mall!

you come home in the afternoon, setting your bags on the counter and putting your snacks away. you decide to check your phone again, frowning upon seeing your empty inbox.

let’s have dinner !! you send, hoping he’ll see it.

you groan, laying yourself out on the couch. you’d kind of hoped your birthday would be more eventful.

still, you grab some blankets and turn on the tv, scrolling through your options. you end up settling on rewatching one of your favorite shows, settling in and starting the episode.

you’re halfway through the fourth episode when you look at the clock, huffing. 8:02.

two hours later, you give up any hope that you had for dinner. you’re hurt, not only that he probably forgot, but that he hasn’t even bothered to talk to you at all today.

it’s around midnight when he finally shows up. he sits down on the couch next to you. you scoff, and he stares at you, buried under a pile of blankets with wrappers everywhere.

“what’s with... all of this?” he asks, gesturing to the mess. you sneer, and he tilts his head. “what?”

“like you care,” you mumble, and he scoffs.

“what’s your problem? i literally just got home, and now you’re picking a fight with me for no reason?”

you gape at him incredulously, hurt and anger bubbling up in your chest. “seriously? i can’t believe you.”

he glares at you. “i didn’t even fucking do anything. can you stop scolding me for two seconds?” then he’s turning away from you, shaking his head disbelievingly.

“maybe if my own boyfriend hadn’t forgotten about my birthday, i wouldn’t be so upset,” you mutter, voice eerily calm and a little shaky. he turns to look at you slowly, blood turning to ice.

“what?”

you’re not looking at him, eyes glued to the television screen. it’s then that he sees them filling up with angry tears, lip wobbling.

panic starts to rise in his gut, and his mind races as he tries to remember what day it is. when he does, his heart stops.

he tries to find the words to say that will make everything better, but like always, he comes up blank.

“are you gonna say anything?” you sneer, gaze still averted.

tsukishima sits there in silence, swallowing shamefully. he knows he should apologize. he knows he should tell you how much he loves you and he knows he should beg you to forgive him. but nothing comes out.

the ending credits roll around, and you stand up, shutting the tv off and walking past him.

he starts to panic. “wait. wait, we can talk about this, okay? don’t—”

the door slams, and he mentally curses at himself.

he knows that you have every right to be upset with him. he’s been treating you terrible lately, and he knows it.

fuck. if he had just spoken up, maybe you wouldn’t have shut him out. he’s never been good with words, and he wishes he could just show you instead.

a new idea forms in his head, and he takes his phone out, determined to make things right.

—

for once, you’re not woken up by the sun. instead, you’re woken up by the steady rhythm of your favorite song. the melody, already engraved into your memory, plays softly, and you smile softly. you open your eyes and sit up.

but... you think. where is it coming from?

you venture out into the living room, the music getting louder, and then into the kitchen. and then, you’re pretty sure you’ve stopped breathing.

there, sitting on the counter, is the vintage wooden record player you’d awed over just yesterday. you run your fingers over the polished wood, inspecting it carefully, eyes wide.

you stare at the record it’s playing. you laugh. it’s your favorite song, one you think you’ll never grow tired of.

and beside the new record player is a tray full of your favorite foods, the aroma making your stomach growl. below the plate is a yellow sticky note.

i love you. i’m sorry.

your chest aches, and hot tears prick at the back of your eyes. you squeeze them shut, clutching the note to your chest.

“i wasn’t sure if this was the one you wanted, or...” kei mumbles from behind you, and you turn around sharply. “i just wanted to show you that... shit,” he whispers, eyes widening at the sight of your tears. “did i—” but you don’t let him finish, throwing your arms around his neck.

you feel his hands hesitating at your waist, and squeeze him tight until he gets the hint.

“i forgive you,” you whisper, and he nods, relieved. he pulls away and looks at you.

“i know i don’t tell you enough, but i love you. so much. and what i did was shitty, so... yeah. i’m sorry,” he mumbles, obviously uncomfortable, and you huff, reaching up to flick his cheek. he catches your hand before you can, kissing the tips of your fingers tenderly. you giggle.

“words are overrated anyway.”

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lady-morrigen · 3 years

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Wild Mountain Honey

PAIRING: Clyde Logan x Fem!Reader

KINKTOBER DAY 8 PROMPT: Size Difference

WORDS: 1350-ish... idk i'm sorry

WARNINGS: brief mentions of alcohol, fingering, p in v, unprotected sex (do as i say, not as i do)

A/N: I know, I know, I know... I can't do anything on time. It's still the 8th on the West Coast, I think. Was anyone gonna tell me how hard it is to write for Clyde?! I just wanted to do him justice and ended up overthinking EVERYTHING. Everything about him screams comfort and security to me. He is the ultimate himbo and I would die for him, ok? Also, I know that he's wearing a Bob Seger tee and not Steve Miller Band, but it stands to reason that he would have both... right?

Everything about Clyde Logan made you feel small; the way he lumbered around his home, hunched over the stove as he made breakfast, or towered behind you, comforting and safe, when drunken idiots would get smart with you at the bar.

It was what drew you to him, actually. You were a self reliant woman with a feisty spirit, sure. It’s what had drawn him to you. He’d seen the way you handled yourself behind the bar and knew he had to have you there by his side.

The two of you moved in tandem, circling each other, complimenting the other perfectly as you kept the drinks flowing, night after night. After a while, you both realized that your working relationship wasn’t enough. You wanted to orbit each other through all aspects of life, so you did.

After a particularly long night at the bar, you returned to the home you now shared, kicking off your shoes at the door and settling in as Clyde squeezed his way into the tiny kitchen for a beer.

“You know, I figured you’d be pretty sick of beer by this point,” you said, laughing as you collapsed onto the couch. He lumbered over to where you sat, the couch dipping beneath his weight as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder.

“Hmmm… maybe,” his lower lip curved into his signature pout as he pondered your point. “I suppose I wouldn’t have made it my life’s work if I didn’t love it though.”

You chuckled and gave his bicep an affectionate squeeze before pushing yourself off of the couch and into a full-body stretch. He gripped your thigh with his large hand, looking up at you through his thick lashes, adoration evident on his face. You reached up and brushed back a lock of his long brown hair, caressing his cheek with your thumb and bending to place a chaste kiss to his plush lips.

“You can shower first tonight,” he said. “I’d join you but that didn’t quite work out so well last time.”

He was right. The last time the two of you had attempted to shower together, Clyde nearly broke the curtain rod when he lost his balance reaching for the soap. The shower was barely big enough for him, let alone both of you.

When you finished, you stepped into the bedroom to find Clyde sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for you.

“There’s my pretty girl,” he said. He smiled and reached for you, waiting for you to step into his embrace. When you did, he wrapped his arm tightly around your waist and rested his face against the soft fabric of your towel, inhaling deeply. “You smell so nice.”

You ran your fingers gingerly through his hair as you stood there, savoring how comforting it felt to be completely enveloped by him. You stayed like that for a moment before pushing him away and wrinkling your nose in mock disgust.

“And you smell like beer. I left some hot water for you. Go shower. I’ll be here waiting when you get back.” You helped pull him up, smacking his ass as he headed to the bathroom.

You decided to forego getting into your pajamas, instead opting for one of Clyde’s comfy band tees, chuckling as the fabric fell halfway to your thighs. You lit a couple of candles and propped yourself against the pillows to scroll on your phone as you waited for him to finish with his shower. You were just about to nod off when you heard the water shut off.

A few moments later, he emerged from the bathroom, the bath sheet draped around his waist and wet hair clinging to his neck. You would never get tired of seeing him like this. His broad chest was glistening as the water dripped lazily between his defined pecs, making a path down his solid torso and disappearing behind the lip of the towel.

When he caught sight of you, wearing nothing but his ratty old Steve Miller Band tee, he stopped in his tracks. You put your phone away and crawled across the bed, coming to stand on your knees in front of him and beckoning him with a crook of your finger. When you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth and peered up at him from beneath your lashes, he let go of the towel, letting it fall to the floor at his feet.

He towered over you for a moment, just staring down at you, his chest slowly moving up and down as he tried to control his breathing. In a flash, he had you laid back against the pillows, caging you in with his body and nuzzling his nose against yours. His hand trailed along the length of your thigh, pulling the hem of his t-shirt with it, until it came to rest at the apex of your thighs.

You gasped at his feather-light touch, rolling your hips in search of more. His eyes fluttered closed as he dragged a knuckle through your folds, gathering your slick and teasing your entrance with the calloused pad of his middle finger.

“Have you been out here waitin on me, baby?” he whispered softly. You bit your lip and nodded quickly, a gasp escaping your lips as he pushed his finger in to the first knuckle. “If I had known, I wouldn’t have taken so long.”

You cupped his cheek, closing the distance between you as you captured his mouth in a feverish kiss.

“Clyde… please.” You were practically begging him now as his finger continued pumping lazily in and out of you, his thumb circling your clit as you bucked against him.

His lips found your neck as he removed his hand and you protested with a whine, quickly silenced as he lined himself up at your entrance and sheathed himself inside of you with a groan. You cried out, clinging to his shoulders as he began to roll his hips, teeth nipping at the tender skin of your neck as he pushed deeper and deeper.

Grabbing your wrists, he pinned them above you with his large hand as he picked up the pace. Your legs were wrapped around his thick waist, holding on for dear life and angling him deeper to hit just the right spot to have your vision go white with pleasure. The room was filled with the obscene sounds of your sex as Clyde growled low and menacing into the shell of your ear. You bit down into the flesh of his shoulder to stifle your moans as you felt your release building like a wave cresting higher and higher.

“Come on, baby. Wanna hear those pretty sounds you make just for me.”

All at once, stars burst behind your eyes and you clenched around him, crying out his name as your body writhed under his. He followed soon after, spilling inside of you with a pant and dropping his forehead to rest against yours. He released your wrists and rolled, pulling you to rest atop his large chest.

As you lay there, his hand drew circles on the small of your back as your heart rates returned to normal. He gently kissed the top of your head as he slipped out from underneath you and off to the bathroom to grab a warm washcloth. When he returned, he tenderly cleaned you up, tossing the rag to the floor and pulling you close to rest against him.

You brought a hand up to play with his hair, still damp from the shower, and breathed in the familiar scent of him. As you listened to the gentle rise and fall of his breathing, you felt the seduction of sleep drawing you in. When you tilted your head up towards him, his eyes were closed, serenity softening his features, and he looked as if he was already asleep.

“I love you, Clyde” you whispered softly as you leaned over to blow out the candle.

You couldn’t see it, but a dreamy smile played at the corners of his lips.

“I love you too.”

For my love, @acrossthesestars. I know this big, soft man makes your brain short circuit.

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sparkshwa · 2 years

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12:49 pm ( yeosang x reader )

pairing: yeosang x fem! reader, ft. San

yeosang bodyguard, rich reader,

rating : 16+

warnings : swearing, mention of cheating, breaking up, jealousy, kissing

→ this is unedited and lowkey just word dumping/vomiting. this is my first fanfic here. its short but i'm thinking about making something out of this. idk. please enjoy!

It was only few weeks before your birthday and your boyfriend (well soon to be ex-boyfriend), San, is cheating on you. Again. You swear you could've broken up with him months ago but you just need to get through your stupid birthday party before you could officially cut him off from your life. You need him as your escort since your parents are throwing you a big party soon.

"Fuck you, San" you almost threw your phone outside of the car after seeing those photos and videos of San kissing another girl. It almost didn't hurt you, emotionally. It's more of hurting your pride. You kicked your feet off out of annoyance which caused a loud thud inside the car. "Could you please calm down. I know this is your car but still!" you looked at your new bodyguard, Yeosang, who's driving you to this party.

You came from a rich family, having a bodyguard was never new to you. Its his first day and you hardly know him yet. You're still undecided whether you should give him a hard time or not. But you have to admit, he's pretty good looking wearing he's black shirt and denim jacket and jeans. He's pretty obedient when you told him to wear something casual to accompany you to this party. Nobody would probably guess he's your bodyguard, as he is just around your age or maybe a little older than you.

Soon enough you arrived to your friends house, where the party is. As soon as you came in, you see San on the couch leaning on a girl. You immediately walked to his direction and pulled him by surprise.

"Oh- hey! Babe! She-" San stuttered

"Shut the fuck up, San!" thank god the music is blasting or else you could be heard screaming out of anger. Your pulled your phone up and showed him the photos of him making our with another girl. "I told you, one last chance. I told you. My request was just to get through my birthday. San, why are you doing this to me?"

He just looked at you. Annoyed.

The audacity of this guy to be annoyed. "You know what? I'm breaking up with you. I'm done!" You said with finality on your words. "Really, y/n? Who's gonna escort you to your stupid birthday party, huh?" he smirked. You rolled your eyes. "You think I can't find myself another boyfriend or escort, San?"

"I bet you can't even make out with another guy in this party, y/n" he leaned closer to. It was as if he was challenging you. You also kind of realized how hard it would be to go back to square one in dating. Also, he got that look. That intimidating look. You stepped back until your back hit something. You turned your head back and it was Yeosang. You forgot about bringing him with you. His hands resting on both of your arms. At that moment, you felt relieved.

"Are you okay? Is he hurting you?" he asked with his deep voice, and his eyes are looking straight at yours. You swear you could've melted just by looking at his deep brown eyes. "No. He-", you were about to speak to Yeosang, and you thought of the most stupid idea just to prove to San that he is indeed replaceable. You turned you gaze to San.

"I'm breaking up with you, San. And yes, I can make out with another guy in this party." you said before turning back to Yeosang, closing your eyes and leaning towards him for a kiss. In contrast with his sharp facial and statue-like features, his lips were soft against yours. You bet you caught him by surprise but soon after, he started moving his lips against yours. He was gentle and oh god, he's such a good kisser. He's hands rested on your waist and yours at the nape of he's neck.

You both pulled out from the kiss. You turn around and San is gone. "What was that, y/n?" you looked at Yeosang, who's shocked and confused. His lips are covered with your lipgloss. You mentally shook your head so you could stop thinking about kissing him again. "Just take me home. I don't wanna be here anymore."

He just nodded and escorted you out of the party. The whole drive home was quiet, but you're mind couldn't stop thinking about Yeosang's lips.

-end.

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cringesideblog · 3 years

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here’s my dnf playlist and a complete song by song track-list and why I put them on it.

heatwaves- on here for very obvious reasons. i don’t think I need to explain. but here are some lyrics anyway. “Sometimes all I think about is you, late nights in the middle of June.”

Jenny- again this is kinda obvious. “I wanna ruin our friendship, we should be lovers instead, I don’t know how to say this, cuz you’re really my dearest friend.”

TALK ME DOWN- this one just has the best friends pining for eachother vibe. “I wanna sleep next to you, and that’s all I wanna do right now.”

Dark paradise- kinda has dream smp vibes. but also you could argue heatwaves vibes. “Everytime I close my eyes, it’s like a dark paradise.” “There’s no relief, I see you in my sleep.” “There’s no release, I feel you in my dreams.”

Sweater weather- yeah you know why. you absolutely know why. “All I am is a man, I want the world in my hands. I hate the beach but I stand, in California with my toes in the sand.”

Drop the Guillotine- idk man just vibey. give it a listen you’ll get it. it’ll click. “You sure know how to drop that guillotine on me, though you would never wanna see me bleed.”

Can I call you tonight?- thats on their only for of communication being through the phone huh. (major heatwaves vibe) “powers out and I can’t turn the fan on, so can I call you tonight? trying make up my mind, just how I feel.”-“I hear your voice on the phone, now I’m no longer alone.”

Lemon boy- oh my god this song. geogre do be seeing dream as his lemon boy. “I helped him plant his seeds and we’d mow the lawn in bad weather.”

Yellow- DREAM IS LITERALLY GEORGES YELLOW SHUT UP RIGHT NOW. “Look at the stars, look how they shine for you.” “For you I’d bleed myself dry.”

Like you do- first of all I love this song, second, this has dream being a little too attached vibes. The whole song is just them. “Lost in the blue, they don’t love me like you do, those chills that I knew they were nothing without you, and everyone else they don’t matter now. You’re the one I can’t lose, no one loves me like you do.” “Since I met you, all the gloomy days just seem to shine a little more brightly.”

I saw you in a dream- mega heatwaves vibe. “When I’m awake I can’t switch off,” “I saw you in a dream, you came to me. You were the sweetest apparition, such a pretty vision.”

Maybe you’re the reason- did someone say pining best friend who doesn’t know that they’re in love ? this song. this song right here. “I keep looking for something, even though I know that it’s not there. Maybe you’re the reason. And anytime I try to figure it out, you’re the only thing I can think about.”

The king- DREAM SMP VIBE. “You like me, well obviously, so why you tryna leave when you know that I’m the king?” “Other lovers give you no luck, cuz I’m the only one who’s made you fall in love.” “Playing with your heart cuz you gave me the throne.”

Sweet- an adorable song truly that actually fits them so well. “Watching the, video that you sent me- you know that I’m obsessed with your body, but it’s the way you smile that does it for me.” “It’s so sweet, knowing that you love me.”

Apocalypse- um okay here me out, apocalypse au?? yeah i know it’s cute as shit you’re welcome. “Your lips my lips, apocalypse.” “When you’re all alone, I will reach for you, when you’re feeling low, I will be there too.”

Fear of the Water- don’t come for me this ones kinda sad, beautiful song though. “If this was meant for me why does it hurt so much, and if you’re not made for me why did we fall in love?”

Dreaming of you- two words, heat. waves. but also yeah good song for them in general. “Want you all the time, and now I’m dreaming, dreaming, dreaming, dreaming of you.”

Wires- uhhhhh dream smp vibe, dream villain arc n all . “If he said help me kill the president, id say he needs medicine.” “He said that I should take it in, listen to every word he’s speaking.”

Midnight love- it’s girl in love so, you already know how it issss. “I know I don’t want to, be the one that you run to, when you’ve got nowhere else to go, when you need some love.” “I always give in to give you it all.” “I can’t be your midnight love, when your silver is my gold.”

The beach- SUCH A HEATWAVES SONG JUST LISTEN. “I feel it burning me, I feel it burning you.” “I think I can see the beach, I know what’s underneath. I need you here with me,”

Cherry flavored- the neighborhood just.. they have a dnf vibe. “Cherry flavored conversations with you got me hanging on. Down to earth from all the waiting. Take me somewhere beyond.”

Pretty boy- geogre is a pretty boy. point blank period. “Even if my heart stops beating, you’re the only thing I need with me.” “Pretty boy, you did this with me boy.” “As long as I got you, I’m gonna be alright.”

Bad idea- girl in reddd... but like imagine them casually hooking up and not knowing their in love tho. also I feel like they would definitely think that their relationship is a “bad idea” bc they’re stupid. “It was a bad idea, to think I could stop, was such a bad idea, I can’t get enough.” “Darling your so pretty it hurts.”

Line without a hook- ICONIC!! dream definitely does not think that he deserves george. “You can hold my hand if no ones home.” “All my emotions feel like explosions when you are around” “Oh baby I am a wreck without you.” “She’s a, she’s a lady, and I am just a boy. She’s a, she’s a lady, and I am just a line without a hook.”

Say you hate me- mega dream smp vibes as of recently. with the whole removing geogre as king. “I guess that your friends where right, from the start when they thought that I was a bad guy.” “Can you just say that you hate me? Or that you will never love me?” “Never meant to make you leave, never meant to make you cry.”

Cherry bomb- reminds me of how dream cheated on fundy with geogre. “I’m too close to crushing, and I’m too close for comfort I’m rushing.” “I ask how shes so mellow, she tells me her shades are in yellow.”

This side of paradise- I mean, like, kinda heatwaves vibes, but also just them. “Ask me why my hearts inside my throat. I’ve never been in love I’ve been alone.” “If you’re lonley come be lonley with me.”

Linger- geogre literally has that boy wrapped around his finger and I can’t not see it in this song. But when you look into it HELLA dream smp vibes, lyrics can be switched for either perspective here. “You know I’m such a fool for you, you got me wrapped around your finger.” “I thought the world of you, I thought nothing could go wrong, but I was wrong,”

august- i don’t know what is but this song is for them. it just is. “To live for the hope of it all. Cancel plans just in case you'd call” “So much for summer love, and saying “Us” Cause you weren't mine to lose”

I was an island- i just love the idea of them being hardasses and not thinking they need anyone until the other comes into their life and rocks their world. kinda dream smp vibes “I was a fighter, and I was so brave, but I lowered my sword when you held me and swore you’d stay.” “I was a wolf, dear, apart from the pac But you answered my cries in the dead of the night and told me that you had my back,”

Golden- k this one feeds into the “you’re literally the sun in my sky I’m not worthy” feel “I know you were way too bright for me I'm hopeless, broken” “I know that you're scared Because hearts get broken” “I can feel you take control Of who I am and all I've ever known Loving you's the antidote”

Strong- ummm okay but the “we’re better together” dynamic is them “I’m sorry if I say I need ya, but I don’t care I’m not scared of love.” “when I’m not with you I’m weaker is that so wrong? Is it so wrong, that you make me strong.”

Fly out west- the whole, I need to see you, you’re all I think about, stuff gets me. also heatwaves vibe. “Well tell me do you know? You’re all I dream about. Take it from me I’m too dumb to recognize your doubt.”

Cruel summer- them and summer, you dig? “I don’t wanna keep secrets just to keep you.” “I love you and that the worst thing you ever heard?”

Nothings gonna hurt you baby- I put this one on here because of how protective dream is over geogre “Nothing’s gonna hurt you baby, as long as your with me you’ll be just fine. Nothings gonna hurt you baby, nothings gonna take you from my side.”

Cardigan- young love, the kind of lover that makes you feel like you are the most important thing in the world to them “when you are young they assume you know nothing, but I knew you-“ “and when I felt like I was an old cardigan under someone’s bed, you put me on and said I was your favorite.”

Cry baby- them being in that weird stage where they recognize that it might be more than just senseless flirting and they might have feelings but also being paranoid that they’re the only one with feelings uh- “I can taste it my hearts breaking, please don’t say it. That you know, when you know.” “I know I’ll fall in love with you baby, but that’s not what I wanna do baby.”

Speak now- literally the fundy dream wedding. i rest my case. “I hear the preacher say speak no or forever hold your peace.” “Dont say yes runaway now.”

I love you so- this song is cute on the surface but kinda sad once you look into it. it’s kinda about a codependent love that isn’t going well. “I gotta get away and let you go I gotta get over, but I love you so.” “You were cool and I’m a fool so please let me go.”

In conclusion I’d really appreciate if you could check it out :) <3

#haha playlist go brr #Please I beg of you go send it some love it genuinely think that all the songs fit them so well #also this might get updated as I listen to more music and discover new songs that fit them #but please #pleaseeee #go like it :)#that would be nice of u <333 #dreamnotfound #georgenotfound #dreamwastaken #dnf #Spotify #heatwaves

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byulsgrease · 3 years

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duly noted

you've never been one to obsess about your soulmate, assuming you'll figure it out when the time is right. but seriously, what kind of nonsense has yours been writing about recently?

(eventual moonbyul / wheein x gender neutral reader, soulmate!au, trainee/idol!au, ~1.2k words)

a/n: wheein bias wrecker anon! I might've had too much fun with your req and so this is gonna be my first soulmate au 🤠 while byul and wheein don't actually appear in this part (does that make this a prologue? idk), I promise they'll make their appearance soon enough :)

cw: struggles of being a trainee (weight + food talk)

The claps from your dance instructor ring out in the mirrored studio, calling everyone to attention before they send you off for the day. Everyone stands around listening to whatever niceties they're talking about, asking the rhetorical questions of whether all of you want this, how everyone needs to work harder, etc. How many years has it been now, almost three? Evaluations went pretty well recently and you've certainly demonstrated signs of growth since you started, but debut? Who knows. Does anyone, really?

But right now it's late and you're hungry, hoping that your growling stomach isn't loud enough to pierce through the lecture. You're respectfully tuned out anyway, since it's all old news. Nothing you haven't heard before. They clap again once their spiel ends and everyone disperses. Your eyes catch Hyejin's on your way out of the studio, sharing a funny face and an eyeroll before disappearing into the herd of trainees shuffling to the lockers.

Your locker opens with a routine spin of the dial, taking care to slow down and line up the numbers properly so you're not stuck having to do it over again. The inside's pretty cute for a metallic rectangle— it's really the only space of your own besides your notebook. Pictures of your family, old school friends, and fellow trainee friends line the sides beneath a tiny string of battery-powered fairy lights. It's not much, but always a humbling reminder of why you're here.

Unzipping your bag, you take out a pair of slides and drop them on the floor while stepping out of your sneakers. There's not much else in your bag, just a change of clothes and your notebook, of course. Everyone has one. Anything inside could be drawn, written, scribbled, painted. It’s your personal creative space and no one else's, but with two conditions:

You can't write your name in it, not even your initials. Of course everyone tried to as kids against their parents commands, but letters simply sink into the page, disappearing as if they'd never been written at all.

You can only mark up one side. Pages on the right side are for you, and the left side pages fill themselves. Fill themselves with what? you asked your parents. They gave you a non-answer, saying you'd figure it out someday. Great. Only other thing they bothered to tell you was that your right-hand pages were someone's left-hand ones. So someone can see what I put here? Their confirmation sounded rather casual, which you found weird. Someone out there was watching what you put in? But you got used to it, especially since every person owns one. It's a novelty for children anyway. Mark up a page however you want, knowing that someone out in the would will see, and sit back to watch whatever randomness shows up on the left side.

Your left side pages were actually empty for quite a while, save for the occasional "UGGHHH" followed by a typical childish annoyance scrawled messily across the entirety of the page in marker. Not that notebook use was mandatory, but parents usually encouraged it because it kept their kids occupied. There wasn't much you could do about empty pages, nor did you care most of the time, but it did leave you a little jealous of other kids at school who'd sometimes open theirs and be greeted with cute watercolor paintings, mini murals, or skillfully written poetry.

For you, the notebook's served many uses. As a kid it was random doodles and poorly-drawn fantasy scenarios— escapism, perhaps. In middle school it was angsty poems and random journal entries about the random happenings of your life. For the first half of high school it became your to-do list, keeping track of school assignments. And on the rarest occasion, song lyrics. Visual art was never your medium of choice, music came more easily. But drawing staff lines for music notation in the notebook usually ended up being too tedious, so your original stuff was mostly relegated to voice memos on your phone. And now? Who knows. Trainee life may as well be a blur. Sing, dance, talk, eat if you can afford to, sleep, repeat. It's hard to find the energy to write anything most days. Whenever you feel like checking, the left side has random jottings, nearly illegible most of the time.

It wasn't until you got older that you realized that whoever read your entries on the was the same person generating content on the left. And supposedly the person you're supposed to be with for the rest of time? What kind of system is that? I'm just supposed to trust blindly? having asked your parents in exasperation after figuring it out. Again with more non-answers— it had worked for them, didn't it? There's also the obvious question of why people don't just write directly to each other, but whatever. You're still young, no need to obsess over "the one" unlike some of your classmates. If it's meant to be, it'll happen, you figure. And it obviously is, you've got a notebook with (semi-)filled left side pages. What more could you ask for?

The cacophony of clanging lockers opening and closing starts to die down as people leave. Hyejin's head pops out from behind the locker door, laughing in your face when you flinch.

"Ready to go?"

"Yeah, one sec. Man, I'm starving,” you remark while slipping the bag straps on your back and closing the locker door. You don't even want to know how strapped for cash you are, probably in for another night of boiled eggs and canned kimchi.

“Wanna go out for food?” she immediately asks, eyes alight at the prospect of getting to eat something besides convenience store food.

"I wish. Actually, you wish," you smirk with longing in your eyes. The "no" doesn't even have to be said, weigh-ins are way too soon to risk it. She hangs her head, jokingly dejected as you swing an arm around her shoulder to walk out of the company building together.

~~~~

After scrounging up whatever food you call dinner, taking a shower, and flopping into bed, you open up your notebook and grab the random pen laying on your dresser, unsure of what you'll write about tonight. There's chicken scratch on the left page already, ballpoint pen. It's actually legible today, though: In my room every day I see your smile.

What the hell does that mean? Whose smile, yours? You haven't even met yet.

Call me everyday every night, hug me everywhere every time

Utter nonsense. Maybe meeting soulmates is just a huge game of catch-up once everything's finally revealed, surely yours will be. There’s just so many questions. Moving to the right side, you jot down a list of cheat meal ideas along with some assorted notes and pointers from practice that you want to work on tomorrow, drawing little characters next to each list item for fun. After accidentally drawing a random squiggle from jolting yourself awake and feeling the heaviness in your eyelids, you cap your pen and shut your notebook, placing it back in your bag. With the lights out, the last thought you have before sleep consumes you is why haven't you ever tried writing directly to each other after all this time?

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itsallyscorner · 3 years

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I'm loving your little mix works so much I wanted to request something if you're not too busy idk if you've seen the interview where perrie says that alex went to rehearsals with her because she couldn't get choreographies right and he would help her well what if tom did the same for reader??? and Jesy is soft for them but she won't admit it

Hi lovey! Thank you so much for the request! I added a little twist to it, but it’s still the same concept you wanted. AND YES, JESY LOVES THEM TOGETHER SHE JUST DOESN’T WANT TO ADMIT IT. I hope you like it, happy reading!💜✨

💌.

Patience

I hope you enjoy this! I honestly had so much fun rewatching Break Up Song over and over again to get the little dance they do in the chorus, it’s stuck in my head lol. That’s basically the dance the reader is trying to do, if you want to see the dance it’s somewhere towards the end of the Break Up Song video!

You watched the video your choreographer sent to you and the girls. You watched it over and over again, taking a moment to study the moves before getting up from the bed and doing them yourself. The video was a little dance Kayleigh, your choreographer, created for the Break Up Song music video. Since the pandemic was still in full affect and everyone was still on lockdown, shooting a music video at a studio was an absolute no go. As much as it sadden you and the girls that you couldn’t film your original vision for the video, your health and the crew’s health meant the most to all of you at the moment. Instead of not filming a music video at all, you and the girls have decided that it would be fun to shoot the video on your own at your own homes.

Which brings you to today. You were in your room, that you shared with Tom, trying to learn the choreography. Honestly, it wasn’t that hard of a dance, it was quite simple. The video Kayleigh sent you all was probably less than a minute. The dance was supposed to be done during the chorus, the rest of the song would be freestyle or clips of you all doing some nonsense for fun.

Your brows furrowed together, eyes glaring at your phone screen while you tried to figure out how to sway your arms and circle them to make them cross. Like Perrie, it took you a while to learn choreography. Unlike the other three, you and Perrie took extra time studying the dancers and had extra sessions at the studio to get the choreography down. Though it was sometimes frustrating, the end result was always worth it.

You cursed to yourself as the video ended for the twentieth time. You tried repeating the steps, watching yourself in the mirror, but it just wasn’t coming out right. You felt your body growing hot as you became upset at yourself for not understanding a few simple steps. You thought learning through a video would be easier, but no, it’s more difficult for you. There was no guidance from Kayleigh, she wasn’t there to tell you what you were doing wrong or what you were doing right. You just felt lost and confused.

Groaning, you snatch your phone from the table and throw yourself onto your bed. You take Tom’s pillow, hugging it as you lay on your stomach. You shove your face into his pillow, the smell of him with a mix of his shampoo bringing you some kind of solace from your frustration.

(Y/n)🌺: Girls, do we really need to have a dance in the video?

Perrie🦋: Yeah I agree. Do we REALLY need one?

Jesy💖: Don’t tell me you guys can’t get that?

Do you not get it?

Leigh-Anne😻: Huns, it’s like learning a TikTok dance

Jade💜: It’s so easy! Girls, it’s like 30 secs of the video. We always have a dance choreo in our videos!

(Y/n)🌺: But we’re bad at dancing🥺

Perrie🦋: You all know how hard it is for me and (y/n) to pick up choreography:(

Jesy💖: (y/n), isn’t Tom a dancer?

(Y/n)🌺: He used to do ballet and he was in Billy Elliot, he won’t shut up about it.

Why?

Jesy💖: Ask twinkle toes to help you, he might be able to teach you.

If he can teach you how to spoil things, he can teach you how to dance👌🏽

Jade💜: ^^^ she’s got a point

Leigh-Anne😻: Omg Tom did ballet?

Jesy💖: Lmao what a loser

(Y/n)🌺: That’s actually a good idea, I’ll go bother him rn:))

Perrie🦋: Right I’m glad (y/n) has a way to learn the dance but what about me? I live with a football player🙁

Turning your phone off, you hop out of bed and skip your way out of the bedroom. You walk around the house looking for Tom, but instead bump into Harrison and Tuwaine.

“Boys, where’s Thomas?” You ask them, stealing one of the chips Harrison was eating. With a playful glare, he softly smacks your hand. You cheekily grin at him as you eat the chip.

“He’s outside with Harry, they’re cleaning the patio.” Tuwaine answers. Harrison snorts, “And doing a shit job at it.” You quickly thank them and pull on the glass sliding doors to get to the backyard. You see Harry with one of those power hoses spraying dirt off the concrete as Tom stood to the side filming him. You wait for him to end his video before coming up behind him and wrapping your arms around his torso.

“I thought you were supposed to be cleaning with Harry?” You ask him, earning Harry’s attention.

“You know what (y/n), that’s exactly what I said!” Harry answered sarcasticly, spraying the hose dangerously close to Tom’s feet. Your boyfriend yelps, turning around to scoop you in his arms and move you both away from Harry and the hose.

“You dick!” He hissed at his brother. Harry chuckles satisfied at riling up his brother. He turns around and returns to his task at hand.

Tom puts you down on your feet though his hands remain at your hips. You look up at him, admiring the way his eyes and hair give off a sweet honey color in the sun.

“What’s up bub? Have you got the dance down yet?” He asks, thumbs rubbing circles onto your hips. Your face contorts together, nose scrunched up in irritation at the mention of the dance. Tom notices your change in expression and pouts at you.

“I’m gonna take that as a no?” You sigh, leaning into his chest and rest your head on his shoulder. Picking up on your exasperation, he pulls you in closer and places his palm on your back rubbing soothing circles onto it.

“I don’t know why I can’t just get it. It’s so bloody simple and I just can’t do it. Why am I like this?” You ramble, beating your head against his shoulder with every word. Tom makes a sound of disagreement as he gently pulls you away from his shoulder.

Before he can speak he presses multiple kisses onto your forehead making you giggle, “There’s nothing wrong with you, darling. It just takes you a little bit longer to properly learn choreography, there’s nothing wrong with that! You’re an excellent dancer in my eyes.”

You fondly roll your eyes at him, always one for the sweet talk, “You’re only saying that because you’re my boyfriend.”

“No, I’ve seen you dance before (y/n), you’re actually good.” His eyes quickly rake over your body, “But as your boyfriend, I think you look extremely hot when you dance. Especially in those little costumes you wear during tour.”

You wrap your arms around his neck, placing a light kiss on his lips. “Hmmm, ok. Well, then as my boyfriend, will you help me learn the dance?” You try to soften him up with some puppy eyes and a smile that made the corner of your lips squish up to your cheeks.

Without any hesitation, he agrees, not thinking of how difficult it would be to actually teach you the dance.

~⏰~

Hours pass and Tom was slowly losing his shit. He loves you, absolutely adores you, like nothing in the world will ever make him stop loving you. But trying to teach you simple choreography was making him loose his mind.

Tom stares blankly at the floor, sitting on the bed with his head in his hands. You stood a few feet away from him, cringing to yourself as you watched your boyfriend regain his patience with you.

“I love you.” You squeaked out sinking into your shoulders. Tom sighs and takes his head out his hands to look at you tiredly. He drags himself off the bed and stands in front of you. He cups your face in his hand, squishing it gently and playfully growls at you.

“Darling, I love you too.” He affirms with a fond smile. He lets out a breath before resting his forehead onto yours, “I just—why can’t you get it? I don’t understand.”

You pout at him and huff, “It’s not that easy, it’s really hard!” You and him had been practicing for a while now. For the first few minutes, Tom watched the video a number of times until he finally got the steps memorized. Then he took an hour of breaking down each step for you while you stood beside him repeating his moves. When he asked you to do it all together, all the steps you’ve rehearsed went out the window. Which lead to Tom breaking down the steps for you once again and so on.

“Baby, I did everything I can. I’ve done it really slow and explained each step to you.” He reasoned. “I don’t know what else to do.”

“But it’s hard Tommy!” You defended yourself, almost on the verge of crying because you still couldn’t comprehend the steps. Though you were probably overreacting, your whole day had been full of frustration; you were tired and mad at yourself for not understanding something so simple and now it was all coming together to make you explode.

“(Y/n), it’s like only ten to nine steps, you could do it.” Tom tried to encourage you. You groaned and pull yourself away from him. You plop yourself down to the bed, face smushed right into the pillows.

“I’m hopeless.” You said into the pillow, though it might have came out muffled for Tom. Tom frowned at your figure on the bed. He was upset at two things. One, he hated seeing you so frustrated with yourself. He just wanted to wrap you up in hugs and tell you that he was proud of you for trying your best. Two, he was mad at himself for kind of loosing his temper with you. You asked him for help and he did do that but he could have been a bit more patient. He knew you weren’t that good with rehearsing choreography so he should have expected the process to take a little bit slower.

“(Y/n), it’s swing, swing, round, swing, what’s so hard to understand?” Tom swung his arms like how Kayleigh did in the video, though his motions were quite harsh and sharp.

“I don’t know! I can’t swing my arms properly.” You complained, repeating his steps, your arms moving loosely.

“It’s just swinging your arms! There’s nothing hard about swinging your arms!” He exploded, throwing his arms in the air. An almost crazed look was in his eyes as he gripped onto the roots of his hair. Squeezing his eyes shut he took a breath in, “I need a break.”

Guilt filled him as he heard a sniff come from the pillow. Tom was immediately by your side trying to get you to look at him. “Darling, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have yelled.”

He sees you move your face so he can hear you properly, “No, it’s okay, you were just expressing how you feel. It’s my fault I can’t comprehend simple choreograph.”

Tom sighs, shifting so he’s laying against you, head resting on the same pillow as yours while he waits for you to look at him again. One hand supports his head and the other rubs circles onto your back. He feels you relax under his touch making him pull you closer because he felt like you needed the comfort. You were trying your best, he knew you were. In fact, he even saw you getting some of the steps correct, you just instantly doubted yourself.

“No, I should’ve remembered that it takes a few times for you to memorize choreography. I should’ve been more patient.” He began. “And you came to me for help and I did nothing but make you even more upset, I’m sorry.” He apologized. Your head rises from the pillow, Tom softly chuckles at the strands of hair that covered your face.

“Don’t say that, you did a great job at helping me, I’m just—stupid.” You shrug nonchalantly. Tom rolls his eyes, brushing the strands of hair that covered your face behind your ear. “Now that’s stupid, you’re one of the smartest girls I know.”

You snort shoving his hand away from you, “You said I was an excellent dancer and look at where that got us.”

“You are an excellent dancer, love. You just doubt yourself.” He gets up from the bed and holds his hand out for you. “Let’s try again?”

You glance at him then at his hand before finally giving in. You grasp his hand, using it as leverage to help yourself off the bed. Tom smiles proudly at you, pressing a sweet kiss to your lips, “That’s my girl.”

~⏰~

Since standing beside each other was not doing the trick, Tom decided that he would try standing behind you. With your back against his chest, he outstretched his hands to hold onto your arms and guide them.

“Right, so we’re swinging this way, that way, then we go around and swing again.” Tom explained as he puppets your arms in those directions. You stare at yourself in the mirror and repeat Tom’s words to yourself. Tom glances at you from your shoulder, where his chin rested, seeing the gears shifting in your brain.

“Ok, we swing twice, then go around once, and swing again.”

Tom hums at you in response, “Yeah, you’ve got that part down.” He takes your left arm and brings it to your right shoulder, then your right arm to your left shoulder.

“After the swing we go chest, chest, so that it makes an x.” Tom continues to explain. You nod along, making mental notes to yourself. Suddenly, you jump, taking Tom by surprise.

“What happened?”

“I know the next move!” You beamed, shaking your arms from his grip and forming a heart with them. “After the X, we make a heart, and then it’s that shimmy thing.”

The grin on Tom’s face made the corners of his eyes crinkle and made his pearly whites twinkle at you, “Yeah, that’s right! Can you show me the stuff we’ve rehearsed so far?”

You purse your lips at yourself in the mirror, going over the mental notes you took in your head. The opening steps involved a little skipping in place while you punched the air three times; two punches on the left and one on the right. Then that would lead into the swinging, then the chests that make an X, the heart and shimmy.

“You remember darling, don’t doubt yourself.” He motivates you.

You jump around your spot and shake your limbs out, “Alright, I think I’m good.”

“Go for it, love.” Tom nods at you as he stands to the side with his hands on his hips, almost like a dance instructor or some teacher.

“I’m gonna sing the lyrics out, it helps.” You comment. Tom waves you off, “Whatever makes you comfortable.”

“So it’s—so tonight I’ll sing another,” You skip and do the punches.

“Another break up song,” You transition into the arm’s choreography, swinging them and going around once. You jump so your legs are together and do the X with your arms over you chest. You make the heart and do the shimmies, squealing excitedly when you finally get all the steps done correctly.

“I DID IT!” You happily yell jumping into Tom’s arms. He catches you right on time with just as much cheerfulness as you.

“I KNOW, I’M SO PROUD OF YOU!” He cheers making you both jump in celebration. You hug him tightly, continuously thanking him. Without Tom, you probably would’ve never learned the dance properly and would have given up the moment you felt like it. But thankfully, you had a loving boyfriend who never gave up on you. No matter how much you drove him mad.

“Seriously Tom, thank you for helping me. You didn’t have to, but I really appreciate it.” You tell him once he places you back on the ground.

“It’s no trouble, especially for you, I’d do anything for you.” He grins pecking your lips. You hum against his soft lips pulling him back in to meet yours again.

“Let’s just hope I can still remember this till tomorrow.”

Tom chuckles against your lips, “Darling we aren’t even done yet, that was just the first bit.” You pull away from him, mouth agape, “Wait there’s more?”

#marvel #mcu #avengers #Tom Holland #tom holland x reader #tom holland fluff #tom holland imagines #tom holland one shot #tom holland headcanon #tom holland fanfiction #little mix #ally’s request #jade thirlwall #perrie edwards #leigh anne pinnock #jesy nelson

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silverrstarrr · 3 years

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Normal girl (3)

note: okay! So after talking with someone, they helped me with a lot of things about college/university, since I'm only in high school—I do not know how they function. I was told there wasn't a comestic major offered in college but since this is a fanFICTION, Maria University is just gonna be a school for everything.

they suggested I change their major to fashion since its similar to comestics but there's already a fanfic on wattapad that consists of a black y/n being a fashion designer and I don't want to be accuse of stealing their work or idea. Not to mention, it'll mess up with the whole plot I had a in mind, so please bare with me.

Basically what I'm saying is, things regarding the school and different majors etc; will be different. But everything other than that will be how it'll work in modern times. Also a big thank you to @coconutxraikage I really appreciate you ♡ I'm going to add this note everytime I upload a chapter, just to make things clear. I'm also going to be adding links anytime I describe an outfit or an area, just incase readers enjoy seeing than reading. For me, I'm more of an visual person.

Chapter 3:

Stepping into the room, everyone was already at their seats. All eyes stopped and stared at you, you stood there awkwardly for a second before you quickly walked towards the bag of the classroom.

You searched for an empty chair and luckily you found one. It was next to girl, she had a resting bitch face which made you unsure if she wanted anyone to sit next to her. But you had no time to spare and sat down next to her.

The girl was obviously black as well, you can tell from her features. She had long black hair with her edges slayed, you weren't sure if it was a lace front or her real hair but it didn't matter—she looked really pretty. She had long false eyelashes which went well with her eyeshadow and lipgloss. She had two golden necklaces around her chest, one was a snake with little daggers along the side and the other was a simple pendant, in addition with her cross earings. You couldn't see her full outfit but she had on a long sleeve white top and checkered skirt? You couldn't tell.

You looked ahead and saw there wasn't a teacher, was this the wrong class again? You were so tired and wanted this day to be over already. You decided to ask the girl next to you,

"The teacher Mr.Fargo, right?" You looked at her.

"Yeah but his ass ain't here, imagine being late on the first day of class." She replied.

All the anxiety you had before came to a closure, you were in the right room.

"okay good, cause I was running around this building like I was stupid."

She looked back at you with a smile,

"Girl same! I did not know where to go, but i got here earlier so I wasn't late like you." She said the last part with a laugh, she was obviously just messing with you.

"shut up, we both didn't know where we was. Look at us twinin' already." You rolled your eyes as she placed her forehead on the back of her hand and laughed.

"My name's Daniyah, you?" Daniyah, she was definitely black. Mom's have a thing for ending their child's name with a "niyah". But the name fit her, she was a pretty lightskin.

"Oh— I'm y/n." You responded.

"Awwn, that name cute and I like your shoes." she glanced down at your feet.

"Thank you." Looking around the room, you noticed it was a decent of twenty students. Most of them were white, you only spotted a few poc here and there.

"Why am I in a room with a bunch of crackas..." you said to yourself.

Daniyah seems to heard you,

"Oh my gosh!!! You can't say that, it's a slur to white people." She was joking and you decided to go along.

"Sorry! You're right, I meant Klans membe—I mean! massa—wait no colonizers."

Daniyah burst into laughter, lightly nudging you. You followed along and started to laugh as well.

"Sis pleaasee, talking about some klans member," she continued on, lightly muffling her laugh.

"But we are in a room full of massa's, I think the teacher's white too."

You kinda expected that. You didn't think a poc could have the last name 'fargo'. You just prayed they didn't overly use AAVE, it always made you uncomfortable when non-poc did that.

"he's hella lat—" cutting you off, a large thud sound of the door hitting the wall was made as a tall guy with starbucks and his laptop walks in.

"Sorry guys! I'm really late, traffic was annoying." It was Mr. Fargo, he was wearing black pants, with a tucked in black n white striped short sleeved shirt. Under his shirt he wore black long sleeves, it went well with his slender body. To finish the outfit, he simply wore black combat boots. Awooga, He could dress good—go white boy, go!

He stopped by his desk in the front and dropped off his stuff, he also placed his long trench coat on his seat.

The blonde man leaned against his desk and took a good look at the class—he clapped his hands together and spoke,

"Okay class! Hello, my name is Derek Fargo but you all may call me Mr.Fargo— or Derek, whichever you prefer. I'm not too big on sir names." He said with a smile.

Pulling out the office chair, he took a seat and opened his laptop. He began calling names for attendance as others answered "here" or a simple greeting.

"Y/n L/n?" He spoke.

You lifted your head and said,

"yo."

Daniyah snickered next to you,

"Yo!" She mocked you in a male voice, trying to sound like those annoying boys who thought they were cool.

You nudged her arm in response and whined for her to stop.

"Ms.Lawfoot?"

"Here sir." Daniyah raised her hand slightly as Mr.Fargo nodded and typed into his computer.

Once he was done taking attendance, he started class. He talked about the curriculum and other activities that'll be going this semester.

"By the way, we'll be working with other majors. Especially photography and graphic designs." He continued on,

"We have a few modeling agencies that comes here often and uses one of the empty rooms in the next door building. Usually, students in the photography major use these opportunities to get a job at these agencies and take photos of models,"

"This goes for us too. Most modeling agency hire cosmetologist to help prepare their models for photo shoots or runways."

Next door building? Wait was it—? Nah, it couldn't be. You blocked out your own thoughts and continued to listen.

"They also have amateur models, ones who are new to the business. Those are the ones we'll be working with most of the time."

He continued on talking about the different opportunities and things you'll be experiencing.

~~~

After finishing Mr. Fargo's class and long ass lecture hall, it was time for lunch.

Immediately you pulled out your phone and messaged yumi, to see if she was free.

"Aw shii, I forgot to get Daniyah's number. Hopefully I get to run into that lighskin again." You said to yourself, you continued to contact yumi.

colonizer but times 2🧑🏻‍🦲

What you eatin for lunch?

Idk, I was going to ask u what you wanted to eat

Girl, if you don't flip a coin

and pick a place.

LOOL😭

Let's just to the food court

& see what they have 🦲

Awe okay, I'll go there

and wait for you🤨

Read at 11:35

You were already in the halls and decided to head towards the food court, since you saw it earlier on your way to the lecture hall.

The halls were pretty packed since most people lunches were around this time, a few people bumped into you and you glared at them in response as they muttered apologies.

Halfway at the food court, an average height male bumps into you—making you drop your phone as the the case comes off as well.

"What the fuck?!" You said outloud but only for him to hear, since you didn't want to make a scene.

"ah! I'm so sorry, I wasn't watching where I was going." He bent down and picked up your phone along with the case, popping it back In place.

You took your phone from him and decided to get a good look at this asshole who bumped into you. The boy was blonde with an undercut, along with basic blue eyes. He seemed around 5'10? He had on brown cuff pants with long black jacket that stopped at his knees, he topped it off with a black sleeved top and a bag wrapped around his torso.

What was up with everyone and knowing how to dress? The blonde broke your train of thought and spoke,

"Um...do you know where the food court is?" He said softly

"You made me dropped my phone, why would I tell you?" You responded in an annoyed tone.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't know... if there's a crack, I can pay fo—" he was cut off by the motion of you already walking away. He just stood there in awe and guilt.

"Come on, or do you not want food?" You continued on walking but at a slower space for the male could catch up. This bought a small smile to his face and followed behind you.

"What you smiling for? Did you purposely bump into me to ask me this? Withcho' evil ass." You turned your heard to look at the blonde, he was panicking—you guessed he didn't catch on to your joke/sarcasm.

"No?! I really didn't mean to, I was—" he was getting defensive, you were only fucking with him.

"Boy I'm joking, no need to get defensive." You let out a giggle.

"Oh..." he responded back with an awkward smile.

You guys were already at your destination. bzzzt, bzzt it was coming from your phone, you looked at the screen and saw it was your best friend, you picked up.

"Where are you?" The background was loud and her voice was a bit muffled.

"I'm next to chick–flil–a" you looked to your left, just to make sure you were correct. The man besides you just stood there next to you and watched you. "Wasn't this man suppose to go eat?" You thought to yourself.

"Oop— I see you, look up." you did what yume said and saw her waving at you from across the area. She did a little jog towards you as you placed your back into your pocket. Once she reached you, you pulled her into the a hug as she returned it back.

"Hiiii! How was your day kiddo?" She joked.

"Shitty, but at least you're here so I can complain about it."

The male laughed at your remark, which cause both of you to look at him.

"Whos this? You catching men already?" Yume raised a brow at you then glanced at him.

"Dunno, he just started to follow me." You replied in jokingly manner, of course yume caught on.

"Yo? What the hell, you're weird." She said in a serious tone, trying her best to hide her laughter.

"That's not true! You know that's not true," he turned towards you direction.

"I bumped into her on accident and asked her to show me food court." At that exact moment, you and yume started cackling like crazy. You loved this about her, she always caught your vibe.

"We're just messing with ya!" Yume was covering her smile with the back of her hand. The boy just stood there and nodded uncomfortably, since he wasn't the only one laughing.

"I'm Yume, and you?"

"I'm Armin" he flashed her a small smile.

"Armin? That's a cute name, awwn. It totally fits you." Yume returned the smile, a small blush spreaded across his cheek at the girl's remark.

"Naahh, yall ain't gonna sit up here and flirt." You shook your head.

Yume giggled as Armin scratched his head.

"Did you decide on a place to eat?" The question was directed at yume.

"Uhh, no? I didn't have a coin to flip."

"Girl— goodbye." You turned to armin,

"You got any places?" He placed his hand on his chin, looking up trying to recall food place that he knows they'll have.

He suggested a fast food place as you guys both agreed with his choice. The three of you trailed over to the place and stood in line.

Once it was you guys turn, yume and armin ordered and you did the same. After grabbing your food, you all sat at a table and ate. Yume and Armin were hitting up and chatting; soon after she asked about your day since you didn't know what building you were in. You went on and explain, you included all the things Mr. Fargo said as well, which caught Armin's attention.

"Wait you're in that Major? I'm taking fashion, I plan to be a designer."

"The name's y/n but yeah. You look like a future designer." You referring to his outfit, it was really nice.

"Armin!" A voice called out to him, all three of you guys turned to see who it was. Your face dropped at the realization, it the was boy from this morning.

"Oh Eren! Come over here and eat with us." You wanted to kick him, how dare he just invite someone without asking you or yume. You glanced over at yume but she was too busy eating.

The brunette boy was now at the table and gave armin a fist bump. He looked at the table and seemed to notice you,

"Hey beautiful." He was talking to you, you wanted to melt right there and then.

#attack on titan #eren x reader #eren yeager x y/n #eren yeager #eren headcanons #eren yeager x black reader #eren yeager x reader #eren jaeger x reader #eren jeager #armin artlert #x reader #anime #aot x black reader #armin x black reader

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jaycewrites-192000 · 3 years

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Growl: Chapter 6

Warnings: None

Tags: @theravencawsatmidnight @etroman @kaariqueen

Your P.O.V

I sat on my bed, phone in hand trying to think of what to say to Kyotani. I would type out a few words then immediately delete it, because it sounded really dumb or really desperate. "Why is this so hard?" I groaned. I could say whatever to Iwaizumi and Oikawa and it wouldn't bother me later on, but with Kyotani...I just really don't want to mess this up. I looked back down at my phone screen, took a deep breath and typed.

Me: Hey Kyotani, it's me Y/n, did you make it back home?

I held my phone to my chest, I didn't even want to see the speech bubble pop up. But when it did, and my phone dinged, my stomach did a backflip. I looked at my phone.

Kyotani: Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah? That was all he typed? I sighed slightly, well, he never was a man of many words.

Me: That's good. So, about coming over again. How does tomorrow night sound?

"Wow, way to be clingy." I mutter.

Kyotani: Sounds good.

I blinked a few times. "Whoa really? That worked?"

Me: Cool! I'll see you then.

Kyotani: See ya.

I let out a weak sigh and fell back onto my bed. Before I fell asleep I went back to the texts and changed Kyotani's name to:

🐶Mad Puppy🐶

He might have the personality of a feral wolf, but he could be as cute a little puppy. I smiled softly before drifting off to sleep.

Your P.O.V

Your alarm jerked your awake early the next day. With a groan you sat up and turned it off and checked your phone, you gasped when you saw what day it was. "It's Saturday!!" You cheered before flopping back down on your bed. It might be immature for you to act like a child when it came to the weekend, but Jesus did you hate waking up early to go to some boring classes for eight hours a day. Besides, you had a very important day ahead of you. Tonight was the night you went over to Kyotani's place for dinner. The grin on your face only grew wider. "It's like a date...only his mom is going to be there too..."

Speaking of moms, you needed to tell your mom you wouldn't be home early tonight. "Oh great. She's never going to get off my back over this." You sighed. You got up and changed out of your pajama's and into some comfy clothes before heading downstairs. Your mother was just on her way out it the door once you got to the bottom of the stairs. "Hey mom!" You called, making her stop. "Yes sweetie?" She turns to face you. "Um, is it cool if I go over to a friends for dinner tonight?"

"Hm? You mean Iwaizumi?" She asks. "No, not him."

"Oikawa?"

"No."

"...uh, then who?" She mutters.

"A new friend. Remember that intense guy I told you about? His name is Kyotani." You tell her. "Huh, I see. Well first I'm happy that you're making new friends sweetie." Your mother smiled. "But are you sure this "intense" guy is a friend? I just want to make sure you're not being bullied."

"I'm not being bullied. He is a pretty angry person at times but, he's actually really cool too." Your mother took a minute to think about it. "Alright, you can go. Do apologize to them for me. I won't be there."

"You won't?" Your mother shook her head. "I work late tonight. I won't be home until midnight. Which I expect you to be home before then, understand?" Your mother raised an eyebrow. "Yes, I promise. I'll tell them." Your mother pats your head and opened the front door. "Good, I'll see you later." She waves before leaving the house. "Of course you're working late again." You mutter as you walk into the living room. It never use to bother you as much before, but the more you thought about it and the more you watch her leave, the more it bothered you. She was always working, even during the weekends. You two hardly ever talked at times. You sat on the couch and decided to watch your favorite show to pass the time.

After a while, your phone dinged.

Shittykawa: Heeeeeey L/n-Chan! Wanna hang out? I'm free all day~😙

. . . . .

Shittykawa: Don't ignore me!😫

You: That was my answer.

Shittykawa: Your answer was pure silence?

You: Yeah. 😒

Shittykawa: Whatever.🙄 What are you up to?

You: Lazying about. Something you would know well huh, Lazykawa?

Shittykawa: So. Rude. What about later tonight?

You: Can't. I have plans.

Shittykawa: Liiiiike?

You: What's it to you?

Shittykawa: Come on! The least you can do is tell me!

You: Uggggh! I have dinner plans with Kyotani ok!?

. . .

You: Shittykawa?

Shittykawa: YOU HAVE A DATE WITH MAD DOG!?

You: It's not a date!!!

Shittykawa: Really? You? Him? Dinner??? Is it not clicking L/n-Chan?

You: His mom is going to be there, dumbass.

Shittykawa: I just can't believe it... You. And Mad Dog??? Of all people???

Me: What's so wrong with that?

Shittykawa: First, I can't believe you chose him over me 😭 Second, he's not exactly the ladies man. He's more the, scare and intimidate everyone he comes in contact with, man.

Me: Oh shut up Shittykawa. Kyotani's cool. Now if you'll excuse me, he's texting me right now. So I'm gonna get to that if you don't mind 😡 Besides, we all know you gay af.

You didn't bother to read what Oikawa texted next.

Mad Puppy: Hey. You still on for tonight?

You: Yeah totally! I'm really looking forwards to it.

Mad Puppy: Cool. My mom's been pestering me about it all fucking morning. It's like she's trying to play matchmaker. It's ducking creepy.

Your heart twinged a bit at that.

You: Oh yeah? Sorry to hear that.

Mad Puppy: It's whatever. Just telling you ahead of time, she's gonna keep this up the whole night. I just know she is. Anyway, I'll call you later ok? I gotta take Killer on a walk.

You: Ok. Talk to you later.

You bury your face in your hands. You had a feeling that tonight was going to take a lot out of you.

Later that night you stayed close by your phone, just waiting for that call from Kyotani. You had already gotten ready ahead of time, just so you would have to be in a rush later. You wore a short (color) dress with leggings.

(I know that must suck, but give me a break idk what outfit description would satisfy you all lol)

You didn't want to be super dressy but you didn't want to look like a bum in front of Kyotani and his mom. Speaking of, your phone lit up as the ringer went off. You scramble to pick up your phone before answering. "H-hello?"

"Hey, just checking in. You all ready to go?"

"Yep, I'm ready. I'll be over soon."

"Oh uh, actually...I'm on my way to your place....I didn't want you to walk alone at night."

You held back an "aw", you knew it would make him mad. "That's really nice of you Kyotani. Thank you."

"Yeah, I just figured you'd feel more comfortable if you were with someone. Anyway, I'll be there in a few."

"Ok. I'll see you then." You hung up and held your phone to your chest, the brightest smile on your face. Who knew Kyotani could be so nice? You never thought that you would have fallen for someone who looks pissed 24/7, but here you are.

Shortly after, Kyotani was knocking at your door. You took a deep breath and opened the door. "Hi." You say softly. "Hey." He responds. "You ready to go?" You nod and walk out the door before shutting it. "Oh yeah, forgot to mention, my sister will be there too." He tells you. "Really? What's she like?"

"She's a l bitch." Kyotani says bluntly. "Oh come on." You laugh. "Is she really that horrible?" Kyotani nods. "Yep." You just rolled your eyes. You didn't have a brother or sister, but you understood that siblings would pick fights and "resent" each other from time to time. "Is your dad gonna be there too?" Kyotani remained silent, his eyes narrowed. "No." Oh....You decided not to press for more questions, not yet at least. You didn't want to ruin the night by bringing up touchy subjects.

Before you knew it, you were at his home. Kyotani knocked on the door, which was immediately answered by his mom and Killer, who was barking and jumping on you. "Oh, look at you Y/n! You look stunning! Doesn't she Kentaro?" His mom gushed. Kyotani nods. "Come on in! Dinner is just about ready!" You thanked her before stepping inside. At the table was a girl with black hair and the same yellow eyes as Kyotani sat. She wasn't really paying attention to anything or anyone, aside from her phone, which she tapped away on. "Natsuki, we have a guest. Put that thing down for once!" Her mom says as she walks to the stove. Natsuki sighs heavily and puts her phone down. "Hey." She mutters. "You my dumb little brother's girlfriend or something?" You and Kyotani's faces turn red.

"Shut your trap, Natsuki!" Kyotani growls. "She's way too pretty for you, mutt." She smirks. "I said shut it!"

"Both of you shut up!" Their mother yells. "Sorry about my two idiots Y/n." She smiles. You just wave it off. "Uh, don't worry about it." Kyotani and Natsuki's mother set down a very delicious meal on the table. Everyone sat down and gave thanks for the meal before digging in. "Wow. This is really good!" You say as you take another bite. Kaori smiles warmly. "I'm glad you like it. You should take some home for your family. I may have gotten carried away and made a little too much. I was just so surprised that my son brought over such a sweet and beautiful young lady!" Kyōtani grumbles a curse under his curse. Your face warmed up. "I'm kinda surprised myself." You admit.

"Same here. Ken has always been weird. Never thought girls would be interested in him." Natsuki says bluntly. "Tsk. And I never thought guys would be into you, guess I was right, huh?" Kyotani counters. The two siblings were caught in a glare off with each other. "I say cut it out, both of you!" Kaori hissed.

The rest of the night was filled with conversations about school, and marriage, much to Kyotani's dismay, and just causal convo. There were more compliments about how nice and cute you were from his mom, and some questions from his sister for you like "so how much did my brother pay you to hang out with him?". They had to be one of the most chaotic family you've met, but you did enjoy their company. It was getting late, time for you to head home. Once again, Kyotani walked you home. "Thanks again." You smile softly. "Yeah, sorry about my mom and sister. Must have been exhausting." You shook your head. "They were great. I had a really good time tonight. Make sure you get back home safe ok?" Kyotani nods. "See ya." He turned ad walked away. You wave before walking inside your home. Your mother still wasn't home, you decided to head up stairs and catch up on your favorite anime.

While watching, your phone dinged. You looked down to see a text from Kyotani.

🐶Mad Puppy🐶 I had a good time too. Night

You smiled and texted back.

You Good night 😊

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#kyotani kentaro x reader #kyotani kentaro #haikyuu!!#haikyuu kyoutani #haikyuu mad dog #mad dog

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eternalmx · 3 years

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all i need. | lee minhyuk

➵summary: long distance with minhyuk

➵genre: fluff, a hint of angst if you blink hard enough(?) idk it's kinda sad with the song so

wc | 792

{12:00𝓹𝓶} "Minhyuk?" she asked, as she answered the face time request.

"I'm sorry baby.. Did I wake you?" he says, his voice soft through the screen but a bit choppy due to connection issues.

"No no, it's okay. I'm awake" she says, shifting to lay on her side and placed the phone to stand against her pillow.

"Is that my sweater?" he asked, a smile forming on his face. His short black hair messy as if he's just taken a shower. The call quality was low so his smile was distorted but to her he was still the most beautiful person.

"It is, I would've taken your shirt if you were here so this will do for now." she said, giving him a weak smile. He sighed and caused a long moment of silence to rise between the two.

"I missed you a lot today" he said, breaking the silence. She sniffled a little and he leaned towards the camera making a small kiss sound to pretend to kiss her.

"I miss you too Min." she said, wiping the tears that escaped her eyes. Long distance wasn't easy especially not since it was for touring. The change in timezones and the constant schedules mixing and her having to work and go to university. It felt the world was against them but they made it work somehow.

"I have an idea!" Minhyuk exclaimed enthusiastically on the other side of the call. His voice causing her to jump from the sudden volume changed but she sat up and raised an eyebrow.

"What is it?" she asked, looking at him questionably.

"Go to your window please" he said softly. He himself getting himself out of his white hotel bed and walking over to the screen doors.

She stepped outside a d watched his end of the video as he stepped outside.

"Isn't it beautiful?" he asked, showing the night sky. Small stars twinkling on the other end and the beautiful full moon taking over the frame.

"Minhyuk...." she said quietly, her voice spilling with curiosity. Her stomach getting butterflies as she watch his show his night view.

"Mmhh" he asked, turning the camera back to his face. He was biting his lip to hold a smile.

"Where are you?" she asked.

"What do you mean?" he asked, his smile growing on his lips making her heart ache. she wanted to see that smile in person again. It's been so long since she's seen it.

"Lee Minhyuk, if you don't tell me right now where you are!" she yelled, causing him to break out in laughter.

"Okay give me a second." he said, he walked back inside his room and shut the door. "Actually, give me a second I'm gonna call you back!" he said, hanging up before she had the chance to speak. A few moments later there was a knock at the door.

'No this can't be.' She thought to herself. She took a deep breath before walking back inside, tossing her phone on the bed and walking extremely fast to the door. She didn't bother to look through the peek hole because she felt it.

"Surprise!" Minhyuk yelled as she opened the door. She ran into his arms and he squeezed her tightly.

"You're here! How?! Why?!" she cried out happily. Her arms still tightly wrapped around him.

"I'm only here for a week and a half before we go back on the road but the venues were changes so we got a small break. I missed this. Your hugs" he said, picking her up a little off the ground as he walked into their shared apartment and shut the door.

"I still can't believe this! How'd you keep it a secret?! Were you hiding in the neighbors apartment?!" she asked, looking at him in awe. Her hands holding his firmly.

"They did me a favor for that once we baby sat for them. I needed to see you. I missed you so much" he said. His arms wrapping her in a hug again before pulling away. His hands holding her cheeks firmly as he kissed her forehead one, her nose twice, and her lips three times. Tension slowly leaving her body as his warm lips pushed against hers making her melt in his arms from happiness.

"Welcome home babe" she said, breaking the kiss.

"I'm happy to be home" he said, pulling her into the kitchen and looking in the fridge for something to eat. The rest of the night they didn't sleep. They spent the night talk about their day and repeating old stories because in person it feels so much better. This was all they needed. Each other and the small reminder that no matter the distance they'll always be together.

#monsta x minhyuk #monsta x #monsta x imagines #monsta x scenarios #monsta x smut #monsta x fluff #minhyuk #minhyuk fluff #minhyuk imagine #minhyuk smut #minhyuk scenario

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