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#im so scared im gonna sound sarcastic but i promise you im not trying to be at all
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Me: I hope Anje is getting well rested.
Also me: WAKEUPWAKEUPWAKEUPWAKEUPWAKEUPWAKEUP
We have important things to discuss such as the shade of red on undergrad!Andrew's face when Sam catches him starting at her.
Or how nearly gives Andrew a heart attack by saying that she thinks their ready to welcome someone else to the house.
"Not a baby."
"What? No, a dog!"
*pokes with stick* WAKEUPWAKEUPWAKEUPWAKEUPWAKEUP
Anje was getting well rested but she is currently in the middle of class so did that rest really mean anything in the long run? methinks not
But you bring up very pressing matters, I apologise for only getting to them now! I think Andrew's blushes range from a crimson to perhaps a ruby, depends on how pretty Sam looked that day (but she looks pretty every day)
And Sam would 110% go about suggesting they get a dog in the most choatic ways possible, like being all motherly in the months leading up to her suggestion ("I just want something to look afterrrr" "I could get you a goldfish?" "Don't be smart with me, Andrew") to finally "Babe, don't you think it's time for an addition to our household? *Andrew nearly shits himself* "Uh...I don't know, honey, a child is-" "A CHILD?! I was talking about us getting a dog"
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miyagihawk · 3 years
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why’d you only call me when you’re high? pt. 2 | eli “hawk” moskowitz x reader
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part one
here’s part 2 by popular demand! based off the arctic monkeys song and amazing request by @deadbeatharlz <3 thank you guys for the support on part 1 im so happy you liked it :)
warnings: self harming behavior, LOTS of swearing, alcohol and drug abuse, sooo so angstyyyy buckle up
summary: it’s been 3 months since your last night with hawk, and you haven’t been yourself.
word count: 3,062
The past 3 months have been rough. Maybe the worst you’ve ever been. You fell into the deep hole that you dug yourself. The hole of loving Hawk Moskowitz.
You never thought you’d be one of those people who let unrequited love devastate their whole being. In fact you always thought the whole heartbreak thing was pathetic and melodramatic. Until it happened to you.
You hate yourself for letting him have this effect on you. But there’s a pestering voice in the back of your mind that reminds you: it’s all your fault. He didn’t ask you to love him. It’s just easier to blame him for your downfall.
Parties, drugs, alcohol. Sex with people you don’t even know. High on the same drug that compelled him to call you in the night.
You’ve become so desperate to forget him that you ruined yourself. It hurts your pride to be the whiny heartbroken girl who let a stupid boy’s rejection shatter her self worth. But the hole is too deep and there’s no hope trying to grasp onto the dirt walls to get out.
The worst part of it is that he sees it all. At school, (if you even go) he looks at you like the scum of the earth as he passes by with his little karate gang. When you end up at the same party, he’ll have a disgusted expression on his face and leave as if he can’t bare to look at you. 
Tonight is one of those nights, and you watch him from across the backyard as he goofs around with his friends. He hasn’t noticed you yet, hence why he’s even still here and not on his way out the door to get away from you.
“If you stare at him any longer, I think he’ll shoot up into flames,” your best friend Robby hands you a cup, and you don’t hesitate before downing its unknown contents. The burn in your throat makes you hum with content.
“That’s the plan,” you take your eyes of off Hawk to look at Robby. You gesture to his own cup in his hand, “Are you gonna drink that?”
“Easy there, Y/N. We got here 5 minutes ago,” he warns, but holds out the drink towards you anyway. Robby’s always been worried about you and your habits, but he knows how you can be when you’re told no.
You swallow down the drink in a few seconds, ignoring his remark. “5 minutes? I can beat my record!” you cheer sarcastically, and start walking to the kitchen in search of a keg. Robby follows closely behind you, a wary look on his face.
The fuzzy feeling starts to take over your body as you throw back drink after drink. It’s the buzz you crave every second of every day because it just makes you feel so good. Everything is happier and your cares feel so far away. Hawk feels so far away.
You sit on the couch next to Robby in your dazed trance, drunkenly rambling to him about random things. He glares at anyone who comes near you and looks like they would take advantage of you in your state.
Robby really hates you like this, but he can’t help but feel protective over you. He’s not even a fan of parties; he really only goes to keep an eye on you. You’re grateful even though you act like you hate it when he babysits you.
“Heyyy pretty Y/N! Want some?” Yasmine approaches where you sit, a joint held between her fingers. Her eyes are drooped and she sways as she stands.
You reach out to take the blunt, but you feel Robby push your arm down. “You’re already drunk. That’s enough,” he says sternly, making you roll your eyes.
“I can do what I want, Dad,” you taunt, and take the joint from Yasmine. Smoke fills up your lungs, immediately giving you pleasure. Robby just shakes his head in disapproval as the air around him becomes hazy.
“I’m going to the bathroom. Stay here,” he orders, getting up from the couch.
You nod, but of course, you don’t listen. The sound of splashing from outside sets off a lightbulb above your head and you feel like you’re floating while you walk to the backyard.
Right as you step out of the house, you make eye contact with none other than Hawk. He gives you a distasteful look like always, before turning back to his group. Asshole.
You just scoff and stumble towards the pool, where a couple is making out and a few people are drunkenly playing with the water like little kids.
Reaching the edge of the pool’s rim, you let yourself fall in with a splash. You feel the pressure in your ears start to build as you sink to the bottom. Maybe it’s the fact that you’re cross faded, but being underwater feels like a world of bliss.
The loud music of the party is muted, creating a sense of serenity. The legs of the other people in the pool make you laugh to yourself, sending bubbles from your mouth to the surface. It’s glittery and pretty and you want to stay forever.
You don’t know how long you’re under there for, but you don’t notice your lungs running out of air. It just feels good to be alone for a second. Next thing you know, you feel your eyes start to droop closed; a strange peace overcoming your body.
A loud thrashing noise in the water makes you wake up with a gasp. You swallow too much water as you feel someone grab hold of your arm. It’s all a blur and you’re being pulled up to the surface, taking you away from the tranquil world you were just in.
The music is pounds against your ears again and the air is cold on your skin. You feel your body being laid down on the concrete of the poolside, but everything feels numb. You just feel sleepy and you want to close your eyes again.
“Y/N, hey, wake up. Wake up,” a voice makes your eyes shoot back open. Someone is looking down at you, with a hand shaking your shoulder. Your vision is somewhat blurry, but the mohawk gives it away. It’s him.
You suddenly become aware of the large amount of water in your lungs and you turn over to your side to cough it up. After you get it all out, you notice the people at the party looking at you with eyes of pity mixed with judgement.
“What the fuck were you doing? You could’ve died, are you fucking stupid?” Hawk curses, but even in your inebriated state you can hear a hint of worry in his voice.
You sit up to face him. He looks angry; his clothes and hair are as wet as yours.
Maybe it’s the lack of oxygen in your brain, or maybe it’s the marijuana and alcohol, but you just feel the urge to laugh. So you do. Like a complete maniac. The way he probably just saved your life like he cares is sickly comedic to you.
His face twists in confusion as you break out into a fit of giggles. “Are you serious? You’re fucking insane, Y/N,” he gets up, shaking his head at you. He gives a glare to the people staring, and they look away in fear.
You think he’s going to leave like usual, but he surprises you by grabbing your arm to pull you up. People whisper amongst themselves as he drags you through the backyard, going through a gate that leads to front of the house. You trip over your own feet, still feeling dizzy from almost drowning, but he just pulls you along.
“What are you doing?” you ask, tugging on your arm to try and release it from the tight grip he has on you. You’re both dripping chlorinated water, leaving a track of drops on the concrete below.
“You’re going home Y/N,” he says sternly. You two arrive at his car and he opens the passenger door. “Get in.”
“Hey!” a voice yells from the house and you both turn to see Robby rushing towards the car. He looks pissed, and now you remember him telling you to stay put. Shit.
“Robby I-”
“Don’t get in there with him Y/N,” he says, sending a death stare to the boy next to you.
“I’m taking her home, Keene, so back the fuck off. Get in Y/N,” Hawk snaps, clenching his fists.
You keep quiet, not wanting to add to the fire already starting. They loathe each other; if not because of the karate rivalry, then because of you. To Robby, Hawk broke your heart and made you spiral. To Hawk, Robby is the piece of shit who he thinks is your boyfriend, and he won’t admit it but he’s jealous.
“You’re not driving her, asshole. You’re probably as drunk as her,” Robby reaches to take your arm, but Hawk pulls you back.
“You don’t know shit about me, Keene. I’ve been sober for three months, so yeah, I will drive her,” Hawk picks you up like you’re a doll, placing you in the passenger seat and closing the door. You don’t resist, you just feel tired and your head starts to pound as if the mix of drugs in your system are punishing you. The window’s down, so you can still hear the two boys loud and clear.
I’ve been sober for three months, his voice echoes in your head.
“Oh so now you care so much about her? It’s your fault she’s like this!” Robby raises his voice even more, starting to move towards Hawk threateningly. You begin to feel scared that a physical fight might actually break out, but you don’t know what to do.
“I’m not the one who almost let her die a few minutes ago, am I? Just fuck off, we’re leaving,” Hawk dismisses him, walking around the car to the driver’s seat. You’re surprised by his self control to not throw a punch, especially with his reputation.
“Robby, it’s okay. I just want to go home. I’ll call you, alright?” you reach your hand out of the window in reassurance and he takes hold of it. Hawk clenches his jaw as he turns on the engine.
“Promise you’ll be careful? I’m sorry I left you,” Robby furrows his eyebrows in worry. When he came out of the bathroom, someone filled him in on what happened to you and he almost had a heart attack.
“Promise. And it’s my fault,” you hook your pinky with his, before the car pulls out of the curb and separates you from your best friend. He watches you guys drive away, an anxious expression etched on his face.
The whole situation has sobered you up pretty well, and now you’re left with a throbbing headache, wet clothes, and awkward tension. You hate it. Being sober. You miss the foggy feeling that prevents you from thinking too hard about things. But now you’re inches away from the boy who broke your heart, all by choice.
You don’t know why you agreed to go with him, but did you even have a choice? You’re confused by his actions. He acts like he hates you but he jumps in a pool for you. He yelled at you but he’s driving you home. It all makes you overthink and it causes your head to ache even more.
You hold your head in your hands to try and ease the pain as Hawk drives quietly.
“You good?” he breaks the silence. His voice is softer compared to how he talked to Robby minutes ago.
“Head hurts,” you mumble.
“What were you doing back there? If I didn’t get you out, you’d probably be in the hospital right now,” he says. You peek at him through your hands and his eyes are on the road.
“I don’t know,” you sigh. “It was just peaceful. I didn’t really even think about breathing.”
He scoffs. “Well that’s just fucking stupid. You’re lucky I noticed you were under for so long.”
“Well thanks,” you reply quietly, feeling like a little kid being scolded.
There’s a couple beats of silence before he speaks, “What happened to you?”
The question makes you sit up and look over at him. “What are you talking about?”
“The old Y/N wouldn’t even touch a drink. You’re different,” Hawk taps his finger on the wheel in thought. His icy blue eyes quickly glance at your confused look before returning to the road.
“You happened, Hawk.” You pinch your temples in frustration. Anger starts to bubble up in your stomach at his criticism. At the mention of “old you”.
“I didn’t do this to you,” he shakes his head, as if trying to convince himself of his own words.
“You did,” you raise your voice, making him flinch. “You know it.”
“What, because I stopped sleeping with you? I didn’t make you fall in love with me, Y/N. You did that to yourself,” he spits, sending a knife to your heart and making you see red.
“You knew I loved you way before I said it. But you still stringed me along, didn’t you? You knew I would pick up everytime you called. You knew that I would let you into my bed because I was the girl who loved you no matter how fucking shitty you were!” you fire back, vomiting out words that you’ve wanted to say for months. The alcohol in your system makes you bolder than usual, but you’re grateful for it.
He’s at a loss for words at your outburst so you continue, “I didn’t ask for this Hawk. Loving you. I’m sorry that I’m such a burden and that you hate me so much that you can’t stand being in the same room as me. But please just answer me this and I’ll leave you alone forever. I’ll leave when we show up at the same party and I’ll even hide in the halls so you don’t have to see my face.”
You pause, choking on your words. You didn’t even realize that the car is already parked in front of your house and your clothes are halfway dry.
“Why don’t you love me?” your voice cracks as you spit out the question that has caused you to throw yourself away. The question with an answer that could dissipate your self worth in a mere moment.
Hawk finally looks into your glassy eyes with shock. He could’ve never anticipated what you asked him and his mouth runs dry.
“I told you, I- I don’t deserve someone like you loving me,” he swallows, but you shake your head.
“That’s not what I asked.”
He blinks slowly, trying to come up with an excuse. Any excuse, to avoid telling you the truth. You can see the inner conflict on his face, the panicked speed of his running thoughts.
“You should go home, Y/N,” he deflects, turning away from you. Putting on his mask to keep you from reading him like a book.
“I’m not going until you tell me,” you demand.
“Just get out of the car, fuck!” Hawk yells, slamming his hands down on the steering wheel. It makes you jump a little, but you’re too angry to fear the flames in his eyes.
“Why can’t you just tell me!” you fire back. “You came to me almost every night, so why do I feel something that you don’t? Is it me? Is there something wrong with me?”
“What do you want me to fucking say Y/N! That I do love you? Fucking fine. I love you. Is that what you wanted to hear? Just get out.”
I love you.
The same words you said that made him leave.
“You don’t even mean that,” you blink back your tears.
His voice is softer now, more gentle. “If I didn’t mean it then I wouldn’t have said it.”
“You said you needed me and then you left me,” your voice shakes and you hate how pathetic you sound.
“I-I didn’t leave you,” he stammers before taking a deep breath. “I left because you wanted something more than I could give you. I would’ve felt like a selfish asshole if we became more than just sex, Y/N. You deserve someone like Keene and yeah he’s a pussy but he’s good. Better than me.”
It feels like every piece in the puzzle is being put together. Everything makes sense. He does love you, but he was just afraid. He can’t be near you because it hurts too much to see someone he can’t have. Somehow, you can’t find the anger you’ve held against him for these past months; you just understand him now.
“I’m sorry, alright? For everything. For treating your feelings like shit. All of it.”
You swallow, thinking about his words. It all feels too much and the truth is now looking you in the eye, demanding an answer. You love him, but he dropped your heart on the floor for you to pick up every shard. Is one sorry going to magically fix everything?
“I- I don’t know what to say,” you admit, and he nods in understanding.
“You don’t have to say anything. Let’s just... move on. And you get better... I hate seeing you like this,” Hawk scans your red eyes and dilated pupils. “We’ll get to a better place and you and me, we’ll be good.”
It’s bittersweet, but he’s right. Being together now just because he loves you back would be a huge jump that would only end in broken hearts and toxic cycles. It would be foolish. As much as you want him, the only person who can fix you is yourself.
So it’s a meet up at the top of the mountain, when you’ve both made the journey from opposite sides.
“A better place,” you reiterate, before placing a light kiss to his cheek and leaving the car with a new sense of closure.
a/n: that was longer than i planned and a freaking roller coaster!!!!!!! im not sure if there should be a part 3? lmk what you think maybe it’ll just be short. but hehe i added robby into the mix he was so cute. ty for reading!
taglist for people who wanted part 2 :) ty friends for the support <3 @littlered6307 @deadbeatharlz @spiderman-berries @axastasiasstuff @r0-xie @estupidteen @hawkwhore @idkwhatishouldput4
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omiscurls · 3 years
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hi! (this request is heavily inspired by a kdrama i just watched called sweet home lmao) could i request a childe x gn reader fic where childe and the reader r both severely injured and the reader had to kill someone for self defense and as theyre running away the reader feeling super guilty is like “i’m so terrible i killed someone” and childe is trying to comfort them and they find a place to rest while being both on the verge of death and the reader is like “i killed someone, i’m so scared that it’ll be my last memory”and the childe is like “try to forget abt it it’s ok” and the reader is like “u don’t think abt either too” (yk implying like oh don’t think abt the ppl you’ve killed before childe, bc im assuming he’s killed a lot of ppl) and he’s like ok with a sad smile and they die together in each other’s arms holding hands?)/?:))2 help this is wayyy to detailed i’m sry but if u want the reference scene it’s from this video , they show the specific scene in time stamps 0:57-2:56 again i’m so sorry if this is too detailed or if u don’t wanna write it!!! tysm <3
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a/n oh my god that is just my kind of angst, thanks for the request and i hope you'll enjoy!!
prompt: honestly? dying with tartaglia (that sounds like a creepy tv show's title and i'm proud of it)
contains: tartaglia
warnings: angst, death, blood, major character death, self-blame, murder, more blood, really a lot of dying and bleeding, please do not proceed if you're not comfortable with the topics
adrenaline was probably the last string that had your body moving and functioning in any way. the blood in your veins made you deaf, only capable of noticing the sounds of it pumping behind your ears, head pulsing like a bomb about to explode.
your whole body shook, and you felt a metallic taste on your tongue, covering your mouth with your hand to prevent throwing up, which you predicted would happen in a matter of seconds.
"hey!" you finally heard childe yell, sounding distant even still, when you lifted your gaze away from the body before you and noticed he was standing fairly close. "come on, move, or his buddies" he said pointing to the lifeless man beneath you "might just come to get revenge"
with that he took your arm by the waist and pulled you along with him.
you stumbled over your own feet, and almost fell down every couple of minutes. your lungs started to burn after mere seconds, and you couldn't even find breath to tell him to slow down. you also knew he couldn't, having better self-preservation instincts than you, he understood the situation you two were in better.
fuck.
you looked behind you, to the spot where blood painted the grass red under a pile of dead bodies, some of your allies, some of your foes, but from this kind of distance, you couldn't even make out which one was which. your gaze fell down to your hands, covered in sticky redness as well.
you just killed somebody.
it wasn't even the consequences that frightened you, it was the sheer act of life leaving his eyes before he fell down, of his pupils staring at you in one last beg for mercy before freezing like that for the eternity ahead, for how his body seemed to have gained weight in a matter of seconds, almost pulling you down with him. the ringing in your head got more intense as you choked on a strained sob.
"they're dead" you breathed out, making your partner laugh sarcastically.
"good guess" he answered, his grip on your arm loosening as the both of you climbed up a hill.
"no, you don't understand, they're- dead dead! i- i didn't think i-" you stumbled over your words, panic settling in your eyes as you tried to comprehend the situation.
"what, you didn't think that if you pierce a person through with a blade they're gonna die?" he asked rhetorically, back almost slamming against a tree, sliding down to the ground with a breath of relief. "fuck, looks like i got pierced, too" he noticed, looking down onto his side, the grey material of his uniform getting dark and sticky. he hissed, trying to lift it up, and gave up on his attempts, instead opting to look at you.
you didn't sit down, but kept staring forward with the most frightened expression he had ever seen you wear. eyes wide open as you searched for answers in thin air, hands shaking, moving up to cover your mouth.
“hey” he whispered way gentler than before, urging you to sit down in front of him “it’s okay, it was only self-defense. you did kill them, but you didn’t murder them or anything, it was kill or be killed”
his words held so much confidence in what he was saying, you almost felt comforted. he really did master the art of bending the truth to his liking, didn’t he?
“i did it, what if he was someone’s father, or brother, or whoever else, what if i just destroyed someone’s world? he was a human being just as much as i am, i had no right-“ you started relapsing into panic, hands gripping on your hair, head moving down to hide between your legs.
only then did tartaglia notice the huge wound right across the back of your thigh, and several others. fuck, he instantly thought, whoever did it knew what he was doing, cut you in a very specific place, with intent to kill.
he couldn’t even fight back the wave of anger coming crushing at him, but bit his lip instead of saying anything. there was no way the both of you could get to a safe place in time.
he used to be so passionate about continuing to live, normally he would’ve just throw you over his shoulder and run, until his legs gave out, but now, he didn’t even have the energy to stand up. he barely could move his hand, and the more he tried to fight it, the more tired he became.
the feeling of helplessness was eating him alive, both from not having any way of providing you safety, and for not protecting you earlier, not to mention how he couldn’t find the right words to say to you now.
“listen” he started carefully, waiting for you to stop sobbing. “it’s painful, killing someone. it leaves a hole inside you that you don’t know how to cover. it makes your thoughts twist and fight back against you, it makes you want to leave your own head for how bad you feel. it sucks, believe me, i know. you didn’t deserve to have to feel this shitty. i’m- i’m sorry. for not shielding you well enough.” he said bluntly, not a hint of comfort or the usual beating around the bush that he used every time he intended to coax you. just pure, brutal truth. for once.
“it’s okay” you mumbled quietly. your head felt heavy on your shoulders, and you felt how it started to fall off its support. the numbness in your legs, this sort of stressful feeling of being constantly out of air- “i don’t want to die, though”
the sentence felt like a whimper, a cry of help, but tartaglia knew there was exactly nothing he could do.
“am i gonna die?” your voice felt a little stronger, laced with fear, and you lifted your eyes back onto him, in search of a “no” that you knew you wouldn’t find. “i’m gonna leave this world with killing a man as my last memory” you laughed bitterly, before laugh became a cry, and tears mixed with sweat on the surface of your cheeks. “that’s the worst fucking death i could ever imagine”
“baby, look at me” he asked calmly “come here”
when you moved to sit on his side, his hand, sticky from blood, intertwined its fingers with yours, and squeezed tightly.
“look. we’re sitting on a hill, under a tree, the sun is high up in the sky, a meadow below us, it’s a perfect date!” he laughed so authentically, you almost believed it was true. “we’re on a dream date, isn’t that amazing? and look.”
with that, he tilted your head towards his, and kissed you softly and shortly.
“i love you.” he said in the calmest manner he could force out “is that a better memory?”
you placed your head on his side, attempting to hug him even a little bit, tears staining his uniform even more.
“i don’t want to leave you.”
“i’ll be right behind you. guarding your back, like i always do. after all, i promised to always protect you, right? death won’t change my plans.”
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m1zu · 3 years
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✧・゚: *✧・゚:*Sugawara*:・゚✧*:・゚✧
Suga’s Special Day ~ Sugawara x Reader ~
Short Stories
a/n: Sugawara is by far my favourite boy in Haikyuu!
I felt like trying something different this time! Besides, Suga deserves more than just the usual for his special day <3
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Birthday scenarios with Suga! Which one will you choose?
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⊂ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ⊃❤️← More Than You’ll Ever Know
⊂ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ⊃🎇← Light Up My World
⊂ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ⊃🎁← An Unexpected Gift
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‘More Than You’ll Ever Know’
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: none ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ
w/c: 682 - - - Reading time: 2:05min (roughly)
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Today is June 12th, and everyone on the Karasuno Boys Volleyball team knows what that means…
“SUGAWARA-SANNNNN!!!” Hinata and Noya scream while running towards the setter. With that speed, anyone would think they're about to trample over the poor guy.
“Woah there, slow down you two.” Suga chuckles lightly. “You never stop, do you?”
“TOMORROW! IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY RIGHT?” Hinata jumps and practically flies over Sugawara’s head.
“Yeah! Your gettin’ pretty old now aren’t ya? Noya jokes, a large grin painted on his face.
“That’s right” Suga replies. “It’s the last I get to spend with you guys, so I guess it’s pretty special!”
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“Y/N-SANNN!!!” Hinata yells, running towards you even faster than he did with Suga.
You were close by, and heard two familiar voices screaming your boyfriend’s name. So, naturally you wanted to see what the fuss was all about. Suga looks up to see you running towards them in the distance and immediately brightens up. “Hey y/n!” He calls out to you. “Whatcha been up to bab-”
“SHOYOUUUU! HAHAHA” Noya calls out and runs to catch up to the orange flash.
“Oi!” Suga calls running after the two of them “Don’t run her over!”
You abruptly stop at the sight of them all running towards you, a worried look on your face hoping they would take it as a sign to slow down.
Thankfully, they did.
The two bullet trains stopped just before hitting you and began springing up and down, as if they hadn’t just been running.
“y/n? Are you okay?” Suga pants, having caught up just moments later.
You manage to slip out a few sentences despite your heart still racing. “Yeah, i’m fine babe” you smile, “How have you bee-”
“yy/nnn!! You know what tomorrow is, right?” Hinata interrupts “It’s your boyfriend's birthday!” he jumps up even higher than before, seemingly having endless amounts of energy.
“Hinata, don’t interrupt y/n please…” Suga huffs.
“You’re gonna get him a cool gift right?! Or maybe even something else..?” Nishinoya jokes again.
A blush immediately comes over your face,”I have a few things planned…” you reply shyly, turning your head away embarrassed. Suga blushes slightly at your words before snapping himself back to reality. “Alright guys, that’s enough… Shouldn't you be using your energy for practice?”
“Oh yeah” says Hinata. “Suga-san, can you throw me some tosses?”
“Sure thing” Suga reaches out for your hand.
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“You know I play better when you're watching.”
✧・゚: *✧・゚:*:・゚✧*:・゚✧
After Practice
✧・゚: *✧・゚:*:・゚✧*:・゚✧
“Hinata, nice kill!” praises Suga while high-fiving the tiny giant.
“That was a good one Hinata! You really will fly high” you smile running towards the two of them.
Hinata beams at you, eyes shimmering like the sun “One more!”
“That was the last one Hinata, I gotta take y/n home now.” says Suga sounding rather worn out.
“But-”
“I wouldn’t mind if you continued, but Suga looks tired, Hinata. Wouldn't want him to be tired on his special day.” you press, winking at Hinata.
“Ohhhh! Gotcha. Well, see ya tmrw!” He replies, waving you two off.
You both wave back before grabbing your belongings, ready to set off home.
“Thanks for that, y/n.” Suga says gratefully, a small yawn escapes his mouth.
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You can’t help but giggle at how adorable he is. “You know, you don’t always have to tough everything out you know. It’s okay to take a break sometimes! You put a lot of pressure on yourself when you don’t need to.” you stop walking and look up at him, his beautiful hazel eyes giving you their full attention. “Because you’re amazing, Koushi!”
The setter’s eyes widen and it’s hard to see, but a heavy blush covers his face. His heart pounds in his chests and before he has time to think about his actions, he puts a hand on your cheek, another on your waist, bends down, and kisses you passionately. Your hands reach up to hold him as his other hand drops to your waist. He pulls back for a minute and holds your chin up so your eyes meet. “I love you, y/n. More than you’ll ever know.”
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‘Light Up My World’
Genre: Fluffy fluff
Warnings: none ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ
w/c: 528 - - - Reading time: 1:58min (roughly)
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“Make sure your eyes are closed babe!” your call out to Sugawara from the kitchen.
“I’m closin’ em” he calls back, seated eagerly on the living room sofa.
You smile at his words and begin to walk towards him, birthday cake in hand and vocal chords ready! This wasn’t just any birthday cake, it was Koushi’s favourite. About a week ago, he treated you to an expensive cafe that specializes in desserts, knowing full well how much of a sweet tooth you had. Ironically, it seemed like he ended up enjoying himself more than you were. It’s not that you were ungrateful or didn't like the food, no, it wasn’t anything like that.
He just happened to try this cake, your cake, and it was ‘superb’.
“Babe, You have to try this! This cake is delicious!” you squeal to your bf.
“Yeah? It’s really that good huh? Then I guess I gotta try.” You placed some on your fork and gestured him to open his mouth so you could feed him. His eyes widen at the taste, “Wow! This cake is superb y/n!” he beams at you, bringing a smile to your face.
You can tell he wants more, but he wouldn’t dare ask. So you offered for him. “You want some more?”
Suga shakes his head. “It’s for you y/n, I can’t just take your cake…”
“But you do want some more?” you tease. He nods shyly, making you chuckle. “Looks like someone has a new favourite cake.” you add.
So thanks to that new discovery, you knew the perfect cake to get him for his special day.
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“Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday dear Koushiii, Happy Birthday to youuuu!!!” you positioned yourself in front of him, “open your eyes!” Sugawara gasps, switching his gaze from the cake to you for a few seconds before finally being able to speak.
“y/n… You didn’t…” he says breathily, still in shock.
“I did…” you tease.
“I can’t believe it!” he looks up at you, face slightly switching. “You forgot the candles!”
What? (whadidhesayyyyy) you stood there frozen, the look on your face was indescribable.
Sugawara bursts out laughing at your reaction and stands up, bringing both of his hands to cup your face. “That was a joke y/n” he giggles “you should see your face right now.”
“You’re hilarious Koushi..” you sigh and look up at him, trying to fight off the smirk appearing on your face.
“Thank you for the cake, love. That was really sweet of you.” he smiles down at you, placing the cake down on the coffee table before scooping you up into his arms, giggles escaping your lips.
“Did you want some candles? We do have some in the cupboard.” you joke looking up at him.
“Hmm.. Now that you mention it, they would be a nice touch.” He turns away from you dramatically, “but who needs em’ - - -"
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then looks back "- - - when I have you to light up my world.” he pulls you back in and nuzzles his head at the base of your neck.
“That was really cringy Kou..” you giggled. “But you light up mine too.”
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‘An Unexpected Gift’
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: none ʕ •ᴥ•ʔ
w/c: 443 - - - Reading time: 1:33min (roughly)
Pov. Karasuno’s manager
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“Daichi? Have you been getting enough sleep lately? Your eyes look heavy.” you rush over to the captain, who looks like he’s at death’s door.
He looks over at you and smiles, ”I appreciate the concern but there’s no need to worry. I'm just fine y/n, I promise.”
“Those eyebags are probably from dealing with Hinata and Kageyama” Suga says sarcastically while entering the gym. “Honestly, I don’t know how he does it.”
“Suga-san!” You jog over to greet the setter, water bottle in hand, jumping up and down. “Happy Birthday!!”
“Hey y/n! Wow, you remembered huh? That makes me feel pretty special.” He laughs, one hand nervously rubbing the back of his neck.
“You are special Suga!” you state before your mind can process the words that left your lips.
Then they hit you.
You see, being Karasuno’s manager meant you took care of all the guys! And honestly you loved it. The team felt like a family! Being able to witness Karasuno in their bubble was something you were forever grateful for.
Along with this, It was clear (to everyone except you that is), that you and Sugawara liked each other. You were a scholar student, not dense in the slightest. Yet somehow, his feelings and your own had evaded you leaving you completely oblivious.
At least up until recently…
Sugawara wasn’t so much shy with his feelings, he just wanted to make sure things were mutual, in fear of scaring you off and losing the friendship you had built up. If he was confident in that, he would have no problem making the first move.
Naturally, he told Daichi about his feelings for you. So this interaction you were currently having was rather amusing.
Although over the past few weeks, you've started to become more conscious of your feelings too… (took you long enough,, thinks Daichi. ft the entire team)
“Wait- that came out wrong- im sorry!” you splutter, choaking with embarrassment.
Sugawara laughs and hands you back the water bottle you gave him. “Did you really mean it though?” he inquires.
Of course you meant it. He is special. Does he not know this? You thought.
You look up at the setter to see his confused eyes searching your face for an answer. So he really doesn’t know?
“Of course I did, Koushi” you reply, scanning his face in an equal manner. Then you add “especially to me.” and watch the setter’s eyes pop out of his head. You could practically hear how loud his heart was beating.
There's a moment of silence. Suga decides to break it.
“y/n?”
“Yes, Koushi?”
“C-can I kiss you?”
Another moment of silence. Which is now your job to sever.
No words leave your lips, instead you nod slowly while being pulled into his embrace.
You feel his warm smile greet you as he says, “What an unexpected gift.”
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~The End~
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a/n: hope you enjoyed! once again, Happy bday to our favorite Haikyuu mom ;) sorry if there were any mistakes and that the stories progressively got shorter haha I do continue to check on my stories post being uploaded so I'll edit anything I spot.
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maraudersbutmuggle · 2 years
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Summer 2012, Part 6
Check part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, and part 5.
It was the perfect day. At least Sirius had been distracted. He didn't take his shades off. Not even at night. Nobody pressured him to do so, or talk about the subject. The boys just talked about other things.
Remus noticed sometimes Sirius dozed off. Perhaps thinking about Regulus. Perhaps thinking about the consequences.
Guilt. Guilt. Guilt. That's all that Remus felt. He hadn't talked to his father in days. And Grant didn't have any parents. And Sirius had horrible ones. Nobody knew the reason he was kicked out. Sirius wouldn't talk about it.
And Remus would have to talk with Grant. Euphemia and Fleamont had begged Remus and Peter to stay for the rest of the summer. Promising them to take them to the train on September. Remus hoped to see Grant again. He didn't know what Grant did to Remus' feelings for Sirius. He only knew they were still there.
The Marauders were lying in the living room after dinner. Playing video games. They were tired and full. Maaike had forced Remus to eat a second plate, claiming he was too skinny for her taste.
"So..." Peter interrupted the silence "James thinks my mum is hot. Tell me you don't think that Sirius"
Sirius laughed "Oh I definitely think your mum is hot"
"I'm no longer participating in this conversation" Peter grunted
"You started it, mate" James protested.
Remus laughed.
"Remus?" Peter asked
Remus considered telling his friends about him being gay and all. They were cool with the trans thing. But there was a part of Remus that was scared of what they were going to say. And somehow, he wanted to keep Grant to himself.
"Don't worry, I'm not into mums, Wormy"
"Thank you"
"Don't worry Wormy" James sighed "I have eyes for someone else"
"Who? Moony's mum?" Sirius joked.
James threw him a pillow. Sirius laughed.
"Oh please no" Remus groaned.
"Lily... You assholes"
Remus, Sirius and Peter groaned at the same time.
"Not again" Peter covered his face with his pillow.
"Excuse me?" James protested "I haven't talked about Evans in a long time"
"Yeah because you were with Macdonald"
"And I actually fancied Mary" James explained "But lately, I can't stop thinking about Evans"
Remus understood the feeling. It had happened with the boy lying next to him. The gorgeous asshole with his stupid shades. He looked like a rockstar.
"That's great..." Peter commented "Oh yes! I killed you Moony"
Remus had been distracted staring at Sirius that he stopped defending himself in Mortal Kombat.
"Oh shit..." Remus said sarcastically "Please plan a good funeral for me"
"Never" Peter joked
"Hello?" James said "I'm currently whining about my crush"
"What can we do about it Prongs?" Sirius asked
"I think she hates me" James pouted "She hasn't spoken to me since you know..." they knew he was talking about the Snape incident. "Maybe she is right, Maybe I am a bad person"
"Woow, handsome" Sirius said "I'm gonna stop you right there. You're not bad"
James didn't look convinced.
"You're not, James" Remus added. Now very serious "You were only defending me. You all were. It was all my fault and..."
"It was all Snivellus!" Peter interrupted,
"I couldn't let that asshole say those things about you, Moony" James said "You guys are my family, okay? I could kill anyone that hurts you. As cliche and cheesy as it sounds" he rubbed his hair.
Sirius smiled for the first time in the night.
"Prongsie. You are an incredible motherfucker" he said
"No need to insult me..."
"If Evans doesn't see how awful Snape is and how amazing you are, that's her fucking problem"
Remus smiled at that. Because it was true. Even if he liked Lily.
"Yeah fuck that bitch" Peter added
James smiled, then he pouted "But fuck, she is so pretty"
The boys groaned again.
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"Hey, Grant"
"Hello sweetheart. I was wondering if you choked smoking a fag or somethin'. Then I felt bad to sell those to ya. They would know it was me fault and send me to jail for killin' ya"
Remus laughed. He was bloody gonna miss Grant.
"Sorry..." he said "I had a problem with a friend. He was kicked out of his house. And I needed to check if he was okay..."
"Blimey" Grant sighed
"What?"
"You've a crush on him, don' cha sweetheart?"
Remus blushed and he thanked to be talking over the phone. Was he too obvious? Was he like an open book? Or Grant was too clever to see things?
"No..." Remus lied. But he sounded terrible.
Grant laughed on the other line.
"Of course you do"
"I have a crush on you too". Remus wanted to say. But he didn't dare.
"I guess. But it doesn't matter. He doesn't feel the same"
Of this, Remus was convinced.
"Is he from the posh school you attend?"
Remus had told Grant briefly about Hogwarts. Grant had rolled in the ground with laughter as he told him about the horses.
"Yeah. We are best friends"
Grant whistled. "Tell me more about him, sweetheart"
"Why?"
Remus was embarrassed. Haven't they been snogging practically half of the summer? Was Grant jealous of Sirius? He didn't sound like it.
"I wan' to help you with him"
Remus snorted. Sirius was just inside. Watching Effie and Maaike prepare scones. Peter had told them his recipe. And he was making his own (Peter's scones were amazing).
Remus told Grant about Sirius. It felt so nice to finally talk to someone about Sirius. How he made him feel. Remus knew Grant wouldn't judge him. So he let himself be carried away.
When Remus was done, Grant let out a long whistle.
"He sounds like a freaking prince charming, sweetheart"
Remus couldn't agree more.
"The only problem is that he is very into girls"
"Is there a possibility he swings both ways?"
"Sorry?"
Grant laughed "That he's into both, sweetheart. Boys and girls"
Remus didn't know that was a possibility for Sirius. He never thought about it.
"I don't know"
"Maybe you should try just to bloody ask, or kiss 'im. Jus' like I did with ya"
Remus laughed embarrassed.
"I'm not like you"
"Righ' you're bloody nicer"
Remus blushed.
"Soo..." Grant continued after a brief silence "Are you stayin' there all summer? Could I see your sweet ass again?"
"I'm staying all summer"
"Oh..." Grant snorted, and Remus imagined him rubbing his neck. Something Remus learned he did when he was nervous, which didn't happen often "That's alrigh' sweetheart, don' worry"
"Maybe I'll see you on Christmas' '
Unlikely possibility, since The Potters had already asked them over. But he wanted to assure Grant, Remus wanted to see him again.
"Sure, darling" Grant said. Remus pictured him grinning "Don' worry about me"
"I'll call you, so pick up" Remus warned. He tried to swallow his tears. He was already missing Grant.
"Of course" Grant said "Take care of your prince charming"
Remus smiled "I'll miss you a lot"
Grant was silent for a while.
"See you around, sweetheart"
When he hung up, Remus cried a little. But he composed himself before going back inside.
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northcarolinanative · 4 years
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𝙲𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 (𝟽)
Chapter 7: I’m Not Giving Up 
Description: John B’s Sister comes home from staying with their mom, only to find out that her brother is missing and her dad was murdered. JJ may have just lost his best friend. Her and JJ have to figure out what to do and how to pick up the pieces.
A/N: This is going to have like 100 chapters probably jk maybe, anyway… Tell me what you think, I love hearing feedback from you guys. Also, my requests are open and so are my messages:( pls message me!! Hope y’all enjoy :) 
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Need to catch up? Ch.1 / Ch.2 / Ch.3 / Ch.4 / Ch. 5 / Ch.6
I woke up and fluttered my eyes open. I heard rustling and all I saw was darkness. I realized that JJ and I were still intertwined from the position we were in the night before. I was faced with his chest, his head resting on mine, and his arm wrapped to cover my face. He was warm and I could feel a sudden draft of wind, making me move closer to him. I started to doze back off in the warmth of the bed. Things we’re black, but I heard people walking, and then an “Shhhh,” followed by papers rustling. “What is all this?” I felt JJ move his head from mine. I wasn’t dreaming, was I? 
“I see you’re coping by throwing yourself at the tourist girls per usual.” l definitely wasn’t dreaming someone was in the house. I jumped at the sound of the voice, not sure why it had scared me so much. I felt JJ wrap his arms around me a little tighter. 
“It’s just Pope and Kie,” JJ said to me. I slowly sat up in the bed looking at both of them. I knew they were hurting, but throwing that insult at JJ, uncalled for. I moved my hair behind my ear, my face turning red from the position that they had found JJ and I in. I just smiled as both of them looked between JJ and me with a stunning glance on their face.  
“Y/N?” Kie was the first to speak, before running up to me and giving me a soft hug. “What the hell? When did you-” She stopped, taking in that I was here, in front of her. 
“I got back a few days ago” I said shortly, looking over to JJ who was looking at Pope giving each other glances. 
Pope finally looked my way. “Honestly didn’t think we’d ever see you again.” He chuckled at his own statement. 
“Y’all can’t get rid of me that easily now,” I said trying to lighten the mood. “What are y’all doing here?” I asked getting up from the bed, pushing JJ off in the meantime so I could fold it up. He let out an annoyed groan but ended up helping me as we listened to Kie and Pope. 
“We thought we would come by, see if everything was alright over here. You know, maybe clean the place up.” Nothing about seeing if JJ was staying here, maybe that’s why they were here, just didn't say it. 
“Yea, somehow Y/N got me to clean the house up her first night back.” JJ joked as he put the last cushion on the couch, flopping down on it. 
“How did you manage that Y/N?” Pope laughed with him. The air was thick, now it was Pope and Kie sharing glances, and I remembered what JJ told me about their maybe relationship. That wasn’t the only reason the air was thick. 
We all were at a loss for words without John B. No one knew if it was okay to joke and laugh, or if we should all be crying. The air in the room was so thick it was almost hard to breathe. We all sat around, JJ pulling out his Juul and taking a few puffs, relieving his own feeling of tension. 
I broke the silence, moving toward the maps. “What have you guys been up to?” It was a simple question but asked much more than just that. I wanted to know how they were doing after losing John B, but more importantly why that had not reached out to JJ. Maybe I was being too hard on them, it had only been a few days, but until now they did not know that JJ wasn’t alone. 
“Uh. Not too much. We went to the tent to see Shoope a few times, other than that, trying to figure out where to go from there, how to move forward.” Move forward. Ouch.
“Yea. I mean we’ve been at the Wreck almost all day with my dad, he doesn’t really want us to leave with all this still going on. He thinks they’ll pin it on us.” 
I quickly looked at JJ, giving him a questioning look. Why would they pin anything on the other pogues? JJ made it seem like everyone knew by now that Rafe was guilty. “He’s probably looking out for us. You know Mr. C, Y/N always looking out for us.” 
I mumbled a “right” making a mental note to ask him about it later. I moved to start cleaning up the maps. I had no plans to tell the other two what JJ and I were up to, as they were trying to “move forward.” John B had told me that they believed our dad was dead, even when we didn’t, but I thought maybe since it was their friend this time they would think differently. 
“So what is all this?” Pope asked, moving to look at the maps scattering the counter in front of us. 
“Nothing,” I said. 
At the same time JJ spoke up “Wild goose chase, part 2.” I shot JJ a look. If looks could kill he would have been dead. 
Kie looked between the two of us and then grabbed the last map on the table that I hadn’t folded up yet. She looked over it and then back at me. “Are you really trying to find them?” She looked at JJ. “You both still think they're out there?” 
I took the map out of her hand and quickly folded it up to move it into the bin with the others. “Of course I do Kiara.” I used her full name, something I tend to do when I am mad. I was shocked that she expected anything different. “I am not giving up on my brother, not now! It’s only been a few days, and you both are ready to salute him goodbye!” I motioned between her and Pope. 
“Y/N, if they were there don’t you think the police would have found them by now, huh?” She asked moving closer to me. I didn’t like this, the pogues were normally supportive, but something had changed. 
“Yea, because their top priority is finding some fugitive from the cut that's been lost at sea.” Sarcasm dripping from my words “If we don’t stick up for them, who will, huh?” I fired back, mimicking her tone. 
“You know, your brother said the same thing, look where that got him. You would think after what happened to your dad and your brother chasing things lost at sea, you would learn not to.” 
I stopped what I was doing. I froze. I could not believe that she said that. “Kie what the hell?” Pope said to her. He looked at me with pity in his eyes. 
“Yea what the fuck Kie?” JJ stood up and walked in my direction. 
She looked around and quickly walked out of the house, Pope nodded at JJ and quickly followed her. It wasn’t a few seconds after the door shut that JJ wrapped his arms around me in a hug. He didn’t say anything. He didn’t have to. 
I pulled away from JJ. “I’m gonna go sit by the water for a bit. I need to clear my head.” I said before starting towards the back door. 
“You sure you’ll be okay by yourself?” I smiled back and just nodded before turning back to the dock. 
I sat down letting my bare feet rest in the water. The water was cool, as it was still the morning. Kie really gave up on John B, so did Pope. It hurt me to think like that, but what if they were right? What if all this work was just JJ and I trying not to process our emotions, something neither of us handled well. I did not want to think about John B or even the way that my heart sped up around JJ. My mind shifted to JJ, the new relationship that had seemed to form the past few days. It wasn’t anything I should be thinking about, but it helped me from thinking about John B. JJ and I had always been friends, but recently, with the constant comforting touches and the nights that we had shared, made things feel different. 
As if on cue JJ came walking down the dock, and like that my alone time was over. JJ never was one for being alone anyway. When he reached me, he leaned down and handed me an open beer. “Thought you could use this.” He said as I grabbed it. “Do you need more time?” He asked. 
“Nah. I just need to cool off after that…” I paused as I watched him sit down, “heated discussion.” I laughed. 
“She shouldn’t have said any of that, it was uncalled for.” There it was, those constant, reassuring touches, as he put his arm lazily around my shoulders. “I’m sorry.” 
“We aren’t being crazy are we?” I asked looking up at him. “I mean she is right isn’t she? In some respect at least? I mean I’m literally doing what I was complaining about both of them doing, hunting a shipwreck.” 
“We aren't hunting a shipwreck Y/N” He paused and looked at me. “We’re hunting our friend, your brother, we’re looking for someone, not something. It’ll be worth it in the end, Promise.”
We sat like that on the dock in silence for a while the breeze came off the ocean. “Kie really thought I was just some tourist you were macking to help you cope?” I laughed nudging JJ slightly. 
“I know. She really has no faith in me.” He shook his head but I could hear the sarcastic tone in his voice. “Plus, you have changed since last summer. Your hair is longer and it’s all light and sunny. Plus you’ve grown up, I mean we all have. I don’t blame her for not recognizing you” I just looked back down at the water, a blush creeping up to my cheeks at his sudden affections. “Plus we could be macking, I’m not objecting” I turned quickly to look at him after his sudden statement. He had a huge smile on his face. 
“What?” I nervously laughed. 
“What?” He laughed back. 
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oboevallis · 3 years
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Hey! Wondering if u could write something related to this season with Amelink, the baby, Maggie, the kids, idk or maybe link goes to work and all the kids give Amelia hell and drive her crazy and the baby cries a lot
week 1
thank you so much for the prompt! im considering maybe doing a mini series on this, because im really living for domestic amelin, and i also didn’t do everything in the prompt also part 2 to baby blues will be out soon
"Auntie Amelia when is mommy going to be home?" Bailey asked as his aunt tucked him in.
"We talked about this the other day remember? Your mom has to help people at the hospital, but she can't come home because she may get us sick. So she's going to stay at a hotel. I promise first thing tomorrow you can FaceTime her."
"Okay, but why can't she come home to see us. I won't get sick."
"There's something called a pandemic going on right now, and basically that's a sickness that spreads really really quickly. And since your moms at the hospital all the time working with people who have the sickness it isn't safe for her to see us." Amelia wanted to cry when she saw the tears welling up in her nephews eyes.
"You don't do anything right though. You don't tuck me in right, and you don't make sandwiches right, and you don't play cars right either. Actually you don't play with me at all like you used to." Bailey ranted before he took his covers and pulled them over his head. Amelia tried to reach out to him only for him to turn away from her. She wasn't sure how she was going to handle this, it had barely been a week since lockdown begun.
"Good night Bailey, I love you." Amelia reassured as she closed the door behind her. She walked down the attic stairs to find Link putting the covers over Ellis while she laid on Merediths bed, for the past couple of nights she's refused to sleep unless it was in her mothers bed. She was pulled out of her moment of serenity from her baby's cries, she sighed and made her way to Maggie's room. They put his crib in there for the time being as it was the closest to their room.
"What's the matter my sweet boy?" Amelia picked up the crying baby from his crib. She sat down on Maggie's bed and cradled her son, resulting in her sons cries to subside. "Someone just wanted their mommy huh?"
"Auntie Amelia?" Zola's voice startled her aunt causing her to gasp. "Sorry I didn't mean to scare you."
"It's okay ZoZo, everything okay?" The girl just nodded and crawled into the bed next to her aunt.
"Is Scout okay?"
"Yeah, he's just fine. I think he just wanted some attention."
"Can I sleep with you tonight?" The question took Amelia aback, she expected it from her younger niece and nephew but not from Zola. She sometimes forgot she was still a kid and not a teenager. She'd always acted mature for her age.
"Sure ZoZo. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I just miss my mom. When I'm scared I always sleep with her."
"Why are you scared ZoZo?" Amelia knew it was a dumb question, she was scared herself. But it broke her heart her niece was as well.
"This sickness must be really bad if we can't go to school, or see friends, or see auntie Maggie and mommy."
"We're taking precautions, we wear out masks if we were to go out, we're quarantining. At the hospital your mom and aunt Maggie wear something called PPE, and they social distance and they constantly are washing their hands."
"So they won't get it?" Zola worriedly asked. Amelia didn't want to lie but she also didn't want her niece to be constantly worried.
"They're taking precautions ZoZo."
"Will you and Link be going to the hospital?"
"Well, not right now we're on something called maternity leave. That's when you have time off of work after you have a baby. So we'll be home for awhile and then we'll see what we should do. Don't be worried about this though, ZoZo. How about you go change into your pjs and brush your teeth, then you can go into my room and get to sleep that sound good?"
"That sounds good." Zola softly smiled as she jumped off the bed. Amelia sighed once her niece left the room, and turned her attrition to her baby.
"You are very adorable, but you need to sleep. You don't seem to like sleep very much though." She whispered as she placed the drowsy baby into his crib.
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"Auntie Amelia your phones ringing." Zola yelled from the living room the next morning.
"Who is it?" Amelia asked, she was in the side room trying to help Bailey log onto a zoom meeting.
"Someone named Addison."
"Can you try to help Bailey log on? And bring my phone in here please." Zola skipped into the room and handed her aunt her phone, and took her seat at the computer. Amelia ran up the stairs and shut the bathroom door behind her, before Ellis realized she was up here. She sat in the bathtub and swiped the call on.
"Oh wow you look terrible." Addison commented, as her screen popped up with the face of her exhausted friend.
"Why thank you."
"Sorry, how are you holding up?"
"I'm alright, how are you doing?"
"I'm okay, I just have never lost this many patients before."
"I can't even imagine, I hear it's really bad."
"Yeah it really is. So have you decided if your going back to work after your maternity leave?"
"I have no idea, I mean they desperately need doctors. But what happens to Scout and the kids. We can't leave them with a babysitter, because of quarantine. I don't know, I'm just kind of taking it a day at a time."
"That's okay, that's all we can really do. Take it a day at a time. How's the baby doing?"
"Oh he's really good." Amelia lit up at the mention of her baby. "I'm basically with him all the time, so Link is stuck with the other kids so I can't really complain."
"Link must be having the time of his life." Addison sarcastically laughed.
"Yea, he's never really dealt with kids before. At least not to this extent, the most he'd interact with a child before is if he had to do surgery on one." Knocking on the bathroom door took her out of her moment of serenity talk to her friend.
"Auntie Amelia, we still can't get Bailey into his zoom." Zola's voice came from the outside of the door.
"Crap, I've got to go Addie. Stay safe."
"You too." Amelia set her phone down on the edge of the tub, and hoisted herself up.
"You still can't get in?" Amelia asked once she opened the door.
"Nope, I tried everything."
"Alright I'll try and take a look at it." Amelia sighed, and went down the stairs to the room they've now dedicated to school. "Still can't get it?"
"No, so does that mean I don't have to do it?" Bailey hopefully asked.
"No your still going to have to do it. You know what I'll email your teacher, and tell her what's going on."
"Alright, I'm gonna go play." Bailey said quickly while running my out of the room.
"No, Bailey get back here." She called after her nephew, only for him to ignore her. She sighed and held her head in her hands. "Okay, ZoZo did you finish your school work yet?"
"Yep!"
"Okay, go play with Bailey then." She opened up Meredith's email, so she could contact Baileys teacher about the issue with the video call. Once she composed the email and sent it, she scrolled through the other emails. She noticed one from Zola's teacher and opened.  Zola had 8 missing assignments, Amelia felt like crying and screaming. She already knew they were going to be up all night trying to catch her up, she wanted to be mad but she couldn't. This was nothing like her niece, she was obviously struggling with the quarantine.
"Hey the kids are done with school already?" Link asked as he came into the room.
"No, Bailey can't log on. And Zola's been lying to my face about completing her homework. I also have no idea what Ellis is supposed to be doing." Amelia choked out before she started crying.
"Oh, don't cry." Link walked further into the room and spun Amelia around in the spiny chair before wrapping his arms around her. “It's going to be okay. We'll figure it out. How about we sit everyone down, and come up with a game plan. We haven't sat down and organized how this is going to be."
"Okay." Amelia smiled slightly wiping away her tears. She spun around in the chair to face back towards the computer. She was going to write down all the children's assignments and figure the times that the teachers held their video calls.
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"Okay do your Aunt Amelia and I wanted to talk to you guys." Link said as he placed down the kids plates in front of them.
"About what?" Zola asked curiously.
"Well we know that right now, everything's all messed up and kind of scary. But we still have to have a routine and make sure our school works getting done." Amelia said as she adjusted her shirt so her son could eat.
"So what does that mean." Zola asked before she messily slurped up her spaghetti.
"Well for starters we're gonna go to bed on time, and we'll wake up around 7 so we can get ready for the day before we start school." Link stated once he sat down at the kitchen table with everyone.
"So Bailey and Ellis you have two zoom calls everyday. At 8 and at 10, so Bailey you'll be in the side room and Ellis we'll set you up in the living room. Zola you have four calls so you'll be in the kitchen-"Zola interrupted before Amelia could finish her statement.
"Wait why do I have more calls then them, thats not really fair."
"Since your older you have more classes than they do. Back to what I was saying, we'll all have lunch together and then we can play for a little bit but then back to school. After everyone's done you can play or watch a movie then we'll have dinner and go to sleep. How does that sound?" Amelia asked, the couple realistically knew that this plan would probably never happen but they wanted to try to let the kids have a predictable routine everyday.
"Sounds fair." Bailey said and the two girls nodded in agreement. "Soooooo, can we watch a movie tonight?"
"Not tonight bud." Link said, causing sighs from all three children. After everyone was done with dinner Zola helped Link clear the table while Amelia put the baby to bed. "So you've got some missing assignments."
"Oh." Zola felt embarrassed. "I didn't know you knew about that."
"I do. Tonight me and your Aunt Amelia are going to help you with it, so you don't get further behind. Is that alright?"
"I guess so." Zola sighed. "It's just confusing, I like it better when it's on paper not the computer."
"Okay, so we'll sit down and figure it out. It's going to be okay."
"Thanks Link." Zola smiled kindly. "Sorry I lied, to Auntie Amelia about completing my work."
"Just don't do it again, next time just ask for help. Nothing gets better if you don't ask fo help." Link smiled.
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do you have a curtis fic with the tenderly wiping the blood off? because if not can i request one? but if you don’t have could i have it with chris or ari? or curtis is fine but you know my love for ari haha sorry i’m just rambling now😂💕
Trust Me
A/N- I really liked how this one came out, so it gets a title. No real warnings. Thanks for sending this in babes! I did Ari cause well, I havent yet written for him and I know you love him. Thank You @official-and-unstable-satan for reading over what I had last night and giving it a thumbs up. Love you babes. 
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Red Sea Diving Resort, 70 kilometers from Port Sudan
You paced by the radio, it was silent. So silent, you just wished it would cackle and Sammy would come over in that garbled sound all radios make, letting them know they were successful, on there way back to the resort. But nothing. Occasionally Ethans voice would break through, making you jump in anticipation each time. He would ask for an answer, but there was nothing. Rachael hugged herself as she waited, nearby, ready to answer when needed.
“They will be okay Y/N, its not like Ari hasnt had them go radio silence before.”
You knew your friend was trying to assure you, but it was hard when your heart was wedged in your throat, waiting to bottom out. Here you and Sammy were similar, sometimes you thought the worst although you hoped for the best. How many times had Ari, cupped your face and made you look at him.
“Trust me Y/N” he would say.
Okay Ari, Im trusting you...
Then there was the cackle, and Sammys voice broke through. “On our way back, successful.” Both you and Rachael took relieved sighs and she answered right away. “Loud and Clear guys, see you soon.” You rubbed your face in relief and she came over to give you a squeeze around the shoulders. “Told you, its all gonna be good.”
Ari drove the truck with its ruined shocks, bouncing all over the road. It had been touch and go, but they managed to get the latest round of refugees out to safety in record time, and at the rate they were going, in just another week, they could be making this trip again.
“Can you slow it down?” Sammy asked, bouncing in his own seat, holding onto the ‘oh shit’ handle on the side. “Were not carrying refuges anymore if they stop us.”
Ari eased up. Barely, he was ready to get back to the resort, take some pain killers, crash for a couple good hours before going back to making more plans, and playing host to there current round of resort guests.
“I also wish you would let me look at where you cracked your head. Seriously Ari, only you man.”
Reaching up, he winced where his head clipped off the side of the trucks frame helping people climb out the back. It was a rushed moment, since Jake warned them that he saw headlights off in the distance, and they still had a truck full of people to get on the rafts. It wasnt his finest moment, but they got the job done and were able to hide the trucks off the beach. Once the armed men, no doubt some of Ahmed’s men, passed on by, they split out of there. Driving by moonlight till the beach was far off in the rear view. They got lucky, again.
Ari always seemed to get lucky, Sammy would sarcastically comment at times.
“Dont worry Sammy, Im fine. I will have Y/N take a look at it before we go to sleep.” Ari remarked, and his friend rolled his eyes and sighed in discouragement with his stubbornness. Ari continued on excitedly though. “It went pretty good I thought, considering they were patrolling. Everyone out, no one got injured. If we plan it right, we can go out next week, as long as Kabede can get them out of camp.”
Sammy wrinkled his brow, worry etching over his face. “You dont think thats pushing it a bit close? Ahmed is already suspicious as it is”
Ari smirked and looked over at Sam “Trust Me.”
Hours later the two trucks pulled up alongside of the resort, you and Rachael waiting just outside the main entrance to greet them back, also to find out about  why radio silence. Your hands wrung together and you blew out some hot air in a huff that fluffed your bangs. Rachael chuckled softly at your nerves and leaned in close to whisper to you. “See, its all good.” You smiled at her, an apology for your nerves, and went to greet the men.
Jake and Max came around, from one of the trucks with big grins on there faces.
“Like a charm Doll” Max said, slinging an arm around your shoulder. His good mood was infectious and you relaxed in his hold, your arm slinging around his waist with affection.
“So the radio silence was just for...?” You asked and from behind you, you heard Ari came up on your other side, carrying some of Sammys equipment, startling you. As big as Ari was, he was quiet. A skill he had picked up over the years of military training.
“There were patrols out, not far from us. We went entirely dark for a time while unloading, and had to hide the trucks.” You reached to take some of what he was carrying and caught sight of his face, near his temple was a line of dried blood, leading up to a nasty looking scrapped bruise.
Rachael caught sight of it to, wincing as she reached out to take the stuff from Ari. “Here, let me take that, and you should have Sam take a look at that.” Max collected what you had to, offering to help. Ari started to protest the two of them, when you gave him a gentle push to get him headed into the hotel.
“Shes right, come on.” you insisted, and he didnt fight you. Cutting through the lobby, the two of you skirted around the counter that was the check in, and headed into the employees only section. In the back rooms, Ari leaned lightly against the table watching you as you searched out the first aide kit. “Tomorrow Im going to go into the refuge camp, see if  Kabede is ready to bring the next group out, I know its soon, but if they can have to rescue boat back here by beginning of next week, we could start doing this alot faster.”
Ari continued on with what he was hoping for, and tidbits from tonight, while you sought through the bottom cupboard, and finally found the bright red cross case that was your first aide kit. Bringing it over to the table, and flipping it open, your ‘Mmhm’ sounding once in a while to show you were still listening, he reached over to grasp your wrist. “Y/N, whats wrong sweetheart?”
You glance at him while prepping a cloth to wipe away the blood and around the wound. “Ari... It sounds like it was a close call. If you all get caught, lets be real about this. They wont just throw you in some jail cell if your caught with truckloads of refugees.” You didnt mention the last part, the very first day you all arrived, there was an execution style killing going on right outside the window as he was negotiating just to get this place. That was a year and a half ago.
“What are you saying Y/N? You want us to stop? Were saving so many lives.”
Guilt crossed your face as you heard him, it was true. So far you all have managed to smuggle out hundreds of people, slowly emptying the refugee camps. But even in that there wasnt a end in sight. They would just keep coming, desperate and barely hanging onto the promise of freedom and safety.
“I know... I know... “ You say softly while he pulled out a chair and sat down on it so you could clean him up, thighs spreading so you could stand in close where you need to be, and tip his face slightly. “Just hearing how close they were tonight, you going radio silence. It scared me Ari. There is nothing we could do to save you guys.”
His hands moved to the back of your thighs, rubbing your tensed muscles through your pants and grasped lightly under the cheeks while you gently wiped at his cheek, the dried blood flaking off and making your way up the trail. “We have to be smart about this Ari, know when weve played our hand as much as we can without getting ourselves caught.”
Quiet for a time while you dabbed at his face softly, he finally spoke up. “Trust me Y/N, I know it. No one was more worried then I was that we were gonna be found. I drove like a fucking bat outta hell to put distance between us. I cant stop though, not right now... I wont. This works, what were doing works.”
And this was always how it was with Ari, forever will he put everyone else before himself. You knew this the day you agreed to join them on this mission, and to ask him to change? You knew he wouldnt give this up. Not for Sam, not for you, not for the family he left behind ages ago. It was a bitter pill to swallow at times, but at the same time, isnt that why you cared for him more then you should have, His selflessness?
So you set it aside for now, your fingers gentle as the trace over his bearded jawline to tilt his face further, and now careful clean up the actual cut. Its not as bad as it looked, and you change the subject. “How did this happen anyways?”
“Smashed it upside the back end helping people down. I was pulling myself up and clipped it.” Ari rolled his eyes at himself and you chuckled softly hearing it, brushing your fingers through his hair out of his eyes.
“Well fuck Ari, I apparently cant even leave you in the capable hands of Sammy to keep you out of trouble.” You tossed the cloth in the nearby sink now that he was cleaned up, and dabbed just a light amount of ointment on it to keep it clean. When you finished by rubbing your hands together quickly to clear away the rest of the ointment, he tightened his grip on your thighs and pulled one leg up, then the other to straddle him, wrapping one arm around your waist so you could brace back lightly against his arm.
“Not like you could keep me out of it either, dont worry Honey, we got this. We will stop when it gets to be to dangerous.” Your fingers brushed through his hair once more, giving it the lightest teasing tug before wrapping your arms around his neck, and giving him an doubtful smile. You knew it was a lie, he wouldnt. But right now this was another problem, another day, another worry for another time.  
Wrapping his free hand around the back of your neck and dragging you forward, his lips connecting with yours and the wild taste of sea salt, hints of nicotine, and something just him drew out a soft moan from you, a tip of the head and he was able to draw you in deeper till you were leaning in against his chest, and with a light bite, he drew away, his long fingers lightly pressing in against the back of your neck.
“Ive got you, trust me.”
You didnt want to, but deep down, you always did. 
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bubbl3sworld · 4 years
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The hardware store (Belch Huggins x black! reader)
“Y/n!!” 
She groaned hearing her name get shouted through the house, it was her second day spending the night at cousin Mike house, or farm rather. And so far, she hated it. She slip the covers over her face, trying to ignore her grandfather shouting her name. Just when he stopped, footsteps were heard leading up to the room she was sleeping in. She balled herself up further in the bed, hoping for no one to come into her only safe space.
It wasn’t until the door creaked open was her cover blown
“I know you’re up Cuzzo” It was Mike, you could tell by his voice. 
Y/n removed the covers, sitting up slowly. Her eyes dragged up to his face, giving him an annoyed stare. “What does that man want now?” She asked reaching to fix her bonnet only to feel that it wasn’t on her head.
 “It’s on the floor” Mike points out smiling, “He wants you to go get some things from the hardware store since you can drive” She leaned over to pick up her {color} bonnet. “Mike you don’t got no friends to take you? Back home I always got a ride somewhere” She shakes off the bonnet before putting it on the dresser. “That’s what happens when your home schooled” She rolled her eyes, ‘It’s not my problem he’s a loner’ She thought 
“Well, it sounds to me that you and granddad got personal problems. Tell him I’m still slumped” Mike sighed shaking his head seeing the girl’s head hit the pillow. “Come on Y/n, you’re lucky enough that granddad ain’t making you work” She grumbled curses under her breath, damn that man. “The least you can do is run into town!” “Goddammit Mikey, Fine! Give me like, an hour. I wanna shower” Mike nods, leaving the room for her to get ready. “God I want to go home already” She got up and opened the dresser drawer to grab a shower cap
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“Listen hear girl, you only going to the hardware store!” 
Y/n hums as she skillfully laid her edges with the toothbrush in the bathroom, barely hearing the old man yell at her. She knew she had more plans then just to go to a damn hardware store, like seriously. If she wasn’t going to be confined in the house, the least she can do is explore. 
“Are you listening to me Y/n!” Y/n sits the toothbrush on the sink, grabbing her black bandanna and walking out the bathroom. She laid it across her edges and went into the kitchen. “Of course granddad” She replied, sarcasm hinted in her voice. “Now what am I exactly going to the hardware store to get? Sum bolts or sum?” Leory shook his head at the girl as he handed her the keys
“My tractor needa oil change, I need you to go grab oil, spark plug, and a wheel” Y/n eyebrow furrowed at the mention of a wheel. “A wheel? Like a Wheel Wheel? The wheel for that big thing?” Leory nodded much to her annoyance. “Grandad, how am I supposed to get it in the back of the pick up?” She whined. Leory laughed, dismissing her by waving his hand. “Figure it out girl!”  Y/n walks out, grumbling to herself. How the hell is she supposed to get that big ass wheel in the back of the truck? She walks outside to the driveway, unlocking the door and starting up the car. “Hey Y/n!” She looks over her shoulder to see Mike running over to the old truck. “What do you want brat?” She teases with a smile, her smile soon dropped seeing him rubbing the back of his head. “I forgot to say, If you see a blue trans am stand clear. You do not want to get in their path” Y/n rolls her eyes, putting the her foot on the brake as she shifts the gear into drive.
“You think I’m scared of some white kids? Boy please. I’ll be back!” Mike backs away from the truck, watching her pull out of the driveway and down the road. 
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Y/n spent the first hour searching for the store, Leory didn’t even give her any directions to the store. “At least this town is nice” She shrugs as she circles the block once again. A honk behind her made her check her rear mirror, only to see the car pulling up next to her. She looks over to see a man rolling down his window, she was hesitant to do the same but did follow suit. 
“Aye, you lost?” Y/n blinks, getting a good look at what she could see of him in his car. He was wearing a band tee and a yellow hat, he also had a bandanna that matched hers on his wrist. “Yeah” She finally replied leaning out the window. “You know where the hardware store is ‘round here?” The boy chuckled, clicking his tongue in amusement. “I’m actually headed there right now, you down to follow?”
“Hell yeah” Y/n cheered seeing him take his foot off the brake and move forward. This might be easier then she thought
As the strange boy in the blue car promised, he lead her to the hardware store. She missed the place by a mile given where it was at. Y/n parks the car, taking the key out of the ignition. She got out to greet the boy who led her to the place, to at least say thank you. But she saw him already walk in the store, she sped up to meet him. 
“Hey!” She smiled tapping him on his shoulder. He turned around and looked down at her, man he was tall. “You seriously walked off before I could thank you dude” That word felt funny coming out her mouth but she rolled with it. “I mean, It’s the least I could do after seeing you aimless circle the block” He chuckled, the both of them began talking and walking together
“Oh, so now you throwin shots?” She laughed as she watched him look up on the shelves. “If the shoe fits princess” Her heart slightly jumped hearing him call her that, but yet she was slightly freaked out. “Oh shut your mouth” He laughed as he turned back to her. He scanned her up and down before his eyes landed on her shirt. “You like Metallica?” Y/n looks down at her shirt, she forgot she had this old thing. 
“Yeah, what about it” Y/n questioned as they walked to the next isle. “I didn’t know that someone like you likes that type of music” She rolls her eyes at that sentence, somethings are too good to be true. “What? A black girl like me can’t listen to ‘your’ type of music?” She said doing air quotes, the boy rubs the back of his head. “I never really said that, but alright” “But you were implying it” She counters. “What’s your name, white boy?” “White boy?” He questioned picking up a pair of pliers. “You’re white, are you not?” She teases glancing at the shelf, her eyes landing on a big jug of oil. 
“The names Reggie, but my friends call me Belch” He watched as she picked up the jug of oil, a confused look appearing in his eye. Why would she need that? “Oooh! We friends just like that?” She grins holding the oil container in her hand. “Why they call you Belch?” An evil grin spread on his face, he leaned down to her to ear, Y/n backed away at this. “The hell you doin?” She asked slightly irritated. “Damn! Calm down, Does it look like Imma hurt you?” He saw how the girl gave him a sarcastic stare. “The sixties weren’t that long ago” Y/n started to walk out the isle, Reggie trailing not far behind. 
“Seriously, You asked why they called me Belch! I was gonna tell you!” Y/n rolls her eyes, how stupid does he think she is? “What? Were you gonna burp in my ear or sum shit?” Reggie fell silent, he cracking a half smile that made her laugh. “Oh my god, You seriously was gonna burp in my ear?” “What? Noooo I would never!” She couldn’t help but smile seeing him on the verge of laughter. “Okay, maaybe I was” “Asshole” Y/n shot back, reaching up to press his hat over his eyes. “Don’t do that!” He moved her hand, she laughs backing away. 
“You know where the spark plug isle is? I need one for a tractor” Reggie was a bit taken back by that, a girl like her is a farm girl? “Yeah uh, Next isle over” He said taking her over to the isle. “You a farm girl?” “Hell no” She quickly dismissed. “Im spending the summer with my cousin who happens to live on a farm” Y/n looks up at all the spark plugs lined up. “You a white male, pick which one would work for a tractor” “Just because I’m white doesn’t mean I know how tractors work but” Reggie reaches up to grab a plug, “This might work” He looked and saw how full her hands were with the container. “I’ll hold it for you” He reassures making Y/n smile.
 “So, Are you gonna tell me your name or what?” It went over Y/n’s head that she didn’t tell him her name. “I’m Y/n, I thought I told you my name earlier” She shrugs as they walked to the cash register. “Nah, I was hoping that you tell me sooner” Reggie smiles as they placed their things on the counter. “Hey, Can you ring me up one of those tractor wheels?” The cashier looks behind him grabbing the wheel and rolling it on the floor. “Get that for me Reggie will you?” Y/n said as she pulled out the cash her grandfather gave her. 
The two of them walked out of the store, Reggie rolling the wheel for Y/n all the way to the truck. “So tell me Y/n, You in a gang?” Y/n coughed, that question caught her off guard. “You do know that the black bandanna doesn’t mean your gang affiliated right?” Y/n watched as Reggie puts the wheel in the back of the truck, strapping it down to make it secure. “Not true” He said pointing to his black bandanna. Y/n rolls her eyes, of course the white boy thinks he’s gang affiliated. “Boy please, You ain’t White boy Rick” She cackles, “You probably have a close group of friends and yall probably started calling a gang” She saw how he rubbed the back of his neck, his eyes were avoiding hers. 
“Which, May I add, isn’t what a gang is. But you do you boo” Y/n walks over to him, smiling. “Thanks for your help today man, I had no idea how I was gonna get that wheel back there” Reggie lets out a laugh. “It was no problem, I was wondering why a girl was going to the hardware store” Y/n rolls her eyes, of course he had to talk about that. “I know stuff about cars” “Oh really?” Reggie challenged. “That Blue car over there, what type is it?” Y/n looks over at his blue car, squinting her eyes. “I don’t know the breed of cars, the hell I look like? You?” She laughed seeing him roll his eyes. “But I do know how to change a tire!” 
“Good enough for me” Reggie shrugs. “So, Are you gonna be in town tomorrow?” Y/n thinks, Mike did ask her a day prior to take him to hang with his friends. “Most likely, Why?” She asked, she leaned on the side of the truck. “How about I show you around town since your from the city, or at least I’m assuming” Y/n smiles, nodding quickly. “Better than sittin in the house doing a whole lotta  nothin, I’ll meet you here around twelve!” Reggie grins, “Yeah! I-I mean” He coughs, trying to die down his excitement. “Yeah, I’ll see you here” Y/n started to get in the truck, closing the door. 
Reggie had moved away and when she pulled out and went her own way, he mentally screamed. “Hell yes” He grins going to his car, he couldn’t wait to tell the guys. 
~
“What’s with your sudden change of heart and taking me to see my friends?” Mike watched as Y/n went through the closet to pick out some clothes for tomorrow. “What? I can’t just be a good cousin?” Y/n smiled throwing a shirt on her bed. “I didn’t know you actually had friends, like seriously I’d thought you were some loner weirdo” Mike crossed his arms, “Are you trying to throw digs at me? Like you aren’t the one who listens to heavy metal like you’re white?” 
“Music has no race, Mikey” Y/n hums picking out a pair of shorts. “I may or may have not met someone, and they wanna take me around town. Mind ya damn business” “Your business IS my business” She rolls her eyes. As she went through her closet, she could only think about what Reggie really had in store for tomorrow.    
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yntcdtyler · 5 years
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so here’s my lover secret session’s story... 02/08/2019 london 🏹🇬🇧
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i got my dm on twitter on july 16th at 5:15pm and i looked at it thinking someone was trying to boo boo the fool me and it was really gonna say something like “stream ME!” so i opened it not thinking much of it and my heart literally SANK when i saw it was actually REAL. i got the phone call 4 days after from a girl called sara who was from Taylor Nation, she told me everything and i was literally in the storage room in work crying.
so it’s finally august 2nd.. i got up at 5am cause i literally had 4 different trains and 2 ubers to catch, when i finally got to my hotel it was around 11am, i checked in and got ready and went to the meeting point. i was literally the first one there so i panicked thinking i was at the wrong place but more people started to show up and immediately everyone formed little friendship groups who they seemed to have stayed with the whole day which was insane. i met lisa and emma which i’d recognised from twitter because we’d been following each other for so long and then georgia, evie & shiv all came over and we all just bonded and instantly became friends and realised we we’re the brits of the group, there were SO many international fans and it was amazing seeing people come from all over the world! our group was first on the bus and i’m not sure why but we were literally all crying like wtf was going on?? we drove past a few ambulances thinking ‘that’s gonna be our ride home after tonight’ cause at this point i’m like dying and then we finally got to THE HOUSE.
we all go inside, the ME! playlist was on, there was a huge moose head on the wall which we all became really intrigued by, a huge mirror to see ourselves ugly crying, there was food & drinks and little m&m’s with ‘lover’ and hearts on them and i have no idea what was going on in my mind at this point, like i didn’t know what to expect.
so then we all go to the living room we’re there was a bunch of cushions on the floor and a chair and speakers in front of us and i KNEW what was about to go down lads, it’s about to happen, we’re about to hear lover and i just wasn’t ready and i was sat THERE in front of the chair and a few minutes later... SHE COMES OUT FROM BEHIND THIS DOOR LOOKING LIKE LIKE AN ACTUAL GODDESS THAT JUST STEPPED OUT OF HEAVEN AND I DEAD ASS DIED RIGHT THERE THINKING ABOUT THAT AMBULANCE I SAW EARLIER ON CAUSE SHE JUST WASNT REAL. so she’s like “welcome to the lover secret sessions” and the noise that came out me was actually not human at all. she played half the album the first and kept apologising for ranting and going off topic which was so funny, she’s so adorable i was literally in awe. then was like “we’re gonna take a break so you can all go the bathroom, have a drink and stretch your legs” and then mentions she’s made us treats and everyone’s like OMG and she’s literally like “it’s just rice crispy treats i dyed in heart shapes” and it was just the funniest thing bc she’s just so sarcastic but they were the cutest things and just knowing she spent time making them was honestly insane. like i ate a rice crispy heart treat..made by taylor swift? sounds fake. so then as she’s passing them around, she’s goes into the garden and starts talking to everyone and thanking people’s parents and let everyone on her trampoline and just shouts “THESE ARE MY KIDS” with a glass of wine in her hand and it was such a taylor swift moment. it was just surreal like wtf? imagine bouncing on taylor swifts trampoline? i would’ve went on it but i wasn’t about to break my neck before listening to the rest of the album x
okay so we go back in to listen to the rest of the album and throughout the whole album listening part, i just kept crying and she kept looking at me and smiling and singing and i was just bloody in shock. there was one point during a song we’re me and georgia we’re holding onto each other crying and she just looks at us and tilts her head and gives us the most warming smile. right there we both died together it was unreal. but the album HOLY SHIT every song was INSANE. i found it so hard to pick a favourite so i have 3, this album is literally her BEST, and this coming from a speak now stan🤝 i was just the happiest i’ve ever been, it just seemed like a dream. seeing her sat there in front of me so happy and in such a good place, feeling so proud of this album and these songs just made my heart feel so full. what i was feeling in that moment is unexplainable. just pure happiness like i knew life doesn’t get any better than this... right it’s time for the meet and greets and everyone goes back in to the other room whilst they got ready and people started queuing then to go in and meet her, she spent so much time with every single person and seeing everyone’s faces coming out that room was so magical. the event was supposed to be over at 11pm and it’s literally 1:30am when it was my time to meet her. she’d literally been meeting people for HOURS and is 2 and half hours past the end time and she didn’t even mind. everyone was so eager to go inside that me and the girls decided to wait till the end.
so evie had just come out and now it’s my turn. i almost fainted, i was so dizzy and nervous and WHEN I TELL U I WAS PETRIFIED TO GO INSIDE, I ACTUALLY MEAN IT BECAUSE I WAS STOOD OUTSIDE THE DOOR REFUSING TO GO IN FOR ABOUT A MINUTE CAUSE I COULD JUST SEE HER STOOD THERE AND I WASN’T READY BECAUSE LIKE I’VE DREAMT ABOUT THIS MOMENT SINCE FOREVER. emma and lisa we’re stood there laughing trying to force me inside as well as a girl from TN. took me a good minute but i finally walked in, i walk over to her trying not to cry AGAIN and she’s stood there smiling at me and she says to me “it’s tyler isn’t it?” and i was like JDJSKDJD “yeah 😭😭😭😭” cause i didn’t think she knew who i was and i was just randomly picked by TN??? she then pulled me in for the biggest hug and i just felt like this is it, i’m gonna bloody pass out. I TOLD HER THAT WAITING IN THAT QUEUE TO MEET HER WAS LIKE WAITING FOR THE ELECTRIC CHAIR and i was like why tf did i just say that omg but she laughed and was like “omg hahaha it’s like waiting for the electric chair that’s so funny” then i gave her the lover necklace i’d gotten made for her so we had matching and she kept saying how much she loved and how beautiful it was. then said “i love your necklace” with a little smirk because i was wearing her ‘TS’ initial necklace and my heart just went HDAJHDJDDH. then she asked did i enjoy the day and i was like of course??? it was so amazing i couldn’t stop crying and she was like “aw i had so much fun, i love doing these” and then she asked how i’d gotten here and i told her that i had to take 4 trains and she looked so shocked and thanked me for doing that and asked if i was travelling afterwards and i told her i had a hotel and she goes “omg good, PLEASE don’t talk to any strangers” and i’m just like YEAH OF COURSE ANYTHING FOR U MISS SWIFT :’)))) i hugged her about 3 more times and i asked her about tour, and how she found me and she said she’d found me on tumblr and literally said “its tylovestaylor right?” and i was just like WHAT. THE. ACTUAL. FUCK. IM SCARED. cause i barely use tumblr because i’m the only one who reblogs myself??? and i’d gotten my dm on twitter so my mind was like wtf is going on right now?? i told her i changed my url and she said she’d follow me 🥺 then says “so do you wanna like... take a picture together or something?” YEAH OF COURSE, IM A BIT OF A MESS RN BUT ABSOLUTELY. she asks what i wanted to do for the photo like stand, sit, go near the piano? and i told her to choose because my mind was just all over the place and she says to me “i think one sitting down with our legs crossed over acting all (then does some pose) and stuff” i just couldn’t believe what was actually happening. we sit down next to each other and she grabs my hand and i’m just holding her and the photographer takes the photo and she tells me to have a look to see if i like it and i said i looked so bad and she goes “ITS SO CUTE, YOU’RE BEAUTIFUL AND PHOTOGENIC” then the photographer told me i was really photogenic and tay goes “SEE SHE EVEN SAID IT” did taylor swift..who invented photos and beauty... just call me beautiful and photogenic? surely not. so we took one more pic and she said she loved it so i loved it😭😭😭 we got up and hugged again and i just kept saying i love you and she told me i was beautiful and i was like SO ARE U???? and then i told her that i still don’t believe she’s real and she laughed. we hugged again i told her i loved her as i was walking out she shouts “please get home safely” and i said “have a safe flight wherever you’re going next” at the same time and she laughed and was like “OMG THANKYOU?” and i walked out and the emotions i was going through oh my god. i’d just met my favourite person in the entire world? like never in a million years did i think i’d ever meet her let alone get handpicked for secret sessions. i was in so much shock like it wasn’t real. that never happened? i’m still in shock now and literally crying writing this. she was so lovely and welcoming and spoke to me like she’d known me forever.
AND AFTER ALL THAT, SHE DECIDES SHE WANTS ME LITERALLY DEAD AND LIKES MY POST ON HERE FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER. RIGHT AFTER I’D MET HER.
i couldn’t get over how beautiful she is, inside and out like i already knew that but seeing her in real life is so different, she’s literally flawless and so cute and delicate and i’ll literally die for this woman. thankyou so much, from the bottom of my heart @taylorswift for choosing me out of 100m+ fans, i’ll never understand why i was chosen but i can’t explain how grateful i am. it was by far the best day i’ve ever had in my 18 years of being alive, nothing will ever come close to that moment. i cant wait for everyone else to hear this album, i miss you and your hugs already and i forgot to tell you because my mind was blank but i’m insanely proud of you and will support you forever. promise.
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hello! can i request a scenario where the reader is a manager along w/ yachi and kageyama and tsukki have like the PHATTEST crush on them but what they didnt kno is that yachi and the reader are dating bc they thought they were just Rlly Good Friends and the reader is vv affectionate? and like how would they react once they found out that theyre dating? IDK IF IT MAKES SENSE IM SO SORRY I THOUGHT ABT THIS AT 3AM HSKDJDD ANYWAYS THANK UU AND IM SORRY AGAIN
OKAY I HAD SO MANY PENDING REQUESTS AND UNFINISHED DRAFTS BUT THIS THIS IS TOO GOOD TO PROCRASTINATE ON ABHAHAH-
And DON’T BE SORRY BEBY, 3am is when our inner Voltaire shows.
Btw if you wanna be tagged in this scenario just comment or pm me!!
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You guys seem to be very good friends//Kageyama x Reader x Tsukishima
Word count: 1900+
Warnings: mild swearing
Summary: Tsukishima and Kageyama decide to ask their crush out, not knowing about her own relationship status.
“You’re not asking her out, I am. She said she likes darker hair more when I asked her last week.”
“Back off you Oompa Loompa, she’s gonna be mine by the end of the month. You’re too dumb for her anyways.”
“No way in hell would she want your salty ass.”
“You wanna say that again to my face you little bitch-”
“Hey guys.”
The two boys jumped up in surprise, blushing wildly at your unexpected arrival to the gym.
It’s been about two months since THE incident. You know, the time when the volleyball team decided to play truth or dare at Daichi’s, and both Tsukishima and Kageyama were dared to text their crushes “You are less shitty than everyone else, just saying.” It wasn’t until (Y/N) called Kageyama asking why both him and Tsukishima sent her such a weird text, did the two members of the team find out that they shared a crush with their archenemy. From that day on, the two have been trying even harder to irritate and taunt each other during practice. The both of them were determined to beat the other at confessing their feelings and taking her out. This day was no exception.
“O-oh hi (Y/N), what brings you here? It’s like 7, practice just ended.” Tsukishima questioned, awkwardly scratching his head as he tried his best not to sound like a stuttering idiot.
“Yeah, it’s late, uh- you shou-should ho gome- I MEAN GO HOME.” The blond smirked as the raven haired setter completely stumbled over his own words, slapping a hand to his mouth while his face continued to burn crimson.
The tiny girl in front of them gave the two that godforsaken amazing adorable heart melting smile, chuckling angelically, before explaining. “Ah, I’m actually here to pick Yachi up, she told me she was staying behind to help clean the gym out because I had plans after school. I promised her I would pick her up at 7, would you happen to know where she is?” The two boys looked at each other, before racing to the storage closet, competing to be the one that brings the blond manager to the girl of their dreams. “You could’ve just told me where she was, but okay! Thanks!” (Y/N) yelled after them.
“Jesus Christ you tyrant king, how’d you get here quicker?” Kageyama smugly grinned at Tsukishima as he approached Yachi. “Yachi, (Y/N)’s outside, she said she was picking you up.” The blonde manager’s face lit up, dropping the last volleyball into the basket. “Oh! Oh shit, I have to go now guys, see you!” Kageyama followed Yachi out of the storage closet, purposely shoving Tsukishima back with his shoulder on the way out, earning a scowl. “I got Yachi, you two head home now, stay safe!” “Thank you so much Kageyama, you two stay safe when you leave too!” The shorter manager waved the two boys off, lacing her fingers with Yachi’s as they walked out of the gym. “Tch, let’s see who gets her now shitty glasses. I helped her when she needed it.” Tsukishima rolled his eyes, letting out his shit eating smirk as he snickered. “Mhm, ho gome, very good grammar you got there. The only somewhat smart thing you’ve done is get her best friend. Sis probably still thinks you’re stupid.” Kageyama went silent for a moment, before lashing out at the middle blocker, grabbing his collar and shaking him violently. “Oi, we never speak of that again! Ever!” “Whatever you say baby dick. I’m still gonna ask her out to the festival, you’re not gonna stop me.” Tsukishima gave Kageyama a sneer, before packing his stuff and leaving the gym without turning anything off, just to piss Kageyama off. “Annoying ass shittyshima.” 
Throughout the next week, the two boys have tried relentlessly to grab (Y/N)’s attention. From secret love notes, to chocolates in her locker, to a full blown necklace. To say she was intrigued, but unbothered, would be pretty much accurate. “Hm? (Y/N)? Another love note? Who could it be? They’re getting on my nerves....” The shorter manager waved her hands, stuffing the letter back into her locker as she tried to explain to the blonde. “I don’t know who it is, but this is the third day in a row, and there’s chocolates too.” Yachi huffed out, before wrapping an arm around her. “Those scrawny ass boys better not be hitting on you!” (Y/N) chuckled a little bit, before tapping Yachi’s nose. “Even if they were, it wouldn’t matter to me.” The two of them continued to walk down the hallways, gaining occasional stares and glances along the way as they chatted.
Kageyama and Tsukishima watched from their lockers, anticipating her reaction to their love notes and chocolates. “Not even a glance?” “It’s been three days, she’s ought to be the slightest bit curious, no?” They watched as you frantically shoved the letter back into your locker as Yachi stood with her hands on her hips. The blonde then proceeded to wrap an arm around you as you tapped her nose. “Hm, they sure are close aren’t they? (Y/N)’s constantly looking for Yachi, and she always comes and picks her up if she stays until late. They’re so comfortable with each other that they even hold hands.” Tsukishima analysed, pushing his glasses up as he glanced at Kageyama, who was still completely confused with what had just happened. “How are we supposed to get through Yachi? She seems to never approve of anyone that dares confess to (Y/N). You remember Hiroyama from a few months back? He tried confessing, and ended up getting scared away by Yachi. He looked like he was about to piss his pants. He wouldn’t get anywhere near (Y/N) for weeks. I don’t wanna end up like him.” The blue haired setter recalled, slightly nervous about his plan to confess. “You know what? Screw it. I’m gonna go ask her out now.” Tsukishima jogged towards you and Yachi, Kageyama trailing closely behind him. “LIKE HELL ARE YOU ASKING HER OUT BEFORE ME SHITTY GLASSES!”
“Me? You’re asking me?” Tsukishima was now blushing furiously. “I- I just- ye- tch, yeah, I-I’m asking if yo-you wanna b-be my date for the s-summer festival.” Kageyama’s face fell. Oh god no, Tsukishima’s attempt better fail, or I won’t have a chance at all. “Oi, Tsukishima, back off. She’s not going to go with you.” Tsukishima gave his iconic sarcastic smile. “Yachi, maybe you should just let me ask your best friend out? I’ve been pondering over it for weeks, and I’m not about to let this opportunity slip. Maybe you should stop scaring guys away when they confess to her, that way she’ll actually have some form of freedom.” He slightly snarled, cheeks still completely red. Kageyama approached the three. “So, Shittyshima, you got rejected and now you’re salty about it? Told you she doesn’t want you, she’d be much better off going to the festival with me.” “Wha-” “Oh yeah Kageyama? Go back and coddle with Hinata first-” “OI YOU LITTLE BITCH WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME-” “Guys stop.” The two boys stopped their bantering instantly, now embarrassed and flustered. “I’m not going with either of you. I’m going with Yachi.” The blond middle blocker scoffed. “Well you guys seem to be very good friends indeed. Deadass the whole point of the festival is that it’s for people that want to ask someone out, at this point you two should just get married. Plus, Yachi literally scares away anyone that tries to ask you out, maybe she should stop controlling who you’re together with?” Yachi gave (Y/N) a weird look, before they both burst out laughing like madmen. 
“AHDHHDHAHAHAAH YOU REALLY THOUGHT I SCARED THOSE PEOPLE AWAY BECAUSE I DIDN’T APPROVE OF THEM?”
Kageyama raised an eyebrow. “Uh, yeah. What could it possibly be anyways?”
The two girls continued to cackle.
“TSUKISHIMA, KAGEYAMA, THE ONLY REASON WHY I WON’T GO OUT WITH ANYONE, AND WHY YACHI DOESN’T LET PEOPLE CONFESS TO ME, IS BECAUSE WE’RE DATING!”
What in the name of hell?
“YOU WHAT?” The two boys screamed, eyes now wide with shock.
“Yeah, we’re dating, now back off. You may be my friends, but if you do anything to my dear (Y/N) I won’t hesitate to make you piss your pants!” Yachi puffed out her cheeks, putting her hands on her hips. They continued to stare at them in shock, trying to take in all this new information. “(Y/N), you never told me that you were- that you were lesbian?” (Y/N) laughed heartily at Tsukishima’s question, taking a deep breath, before continuing to cackle. “I’m not lesbian, I’m bisexual, but Yachi’s lesbian. We’ve been dating for an entire year by now! How have you two not noticed at all? Everyone in the volleyball team knows!” The two boys looked to the ground out of embarrassment. “O-oh, I take back all the love letters I gave you, I-I didn’t know.” Kageyama mumbled, fiddling with his fingers. “Ye-yeah same, but you can keep the chocolates.” Tsukishima twirled his earphone jack around his finger in an attempt to calm himself down. “We’ll be going now, see you two later!” The manager yelled, waving them off. “What the hell just happened?” Kageyama whispered. “I think we just got rejected-” “YEAH NO SHIT WE GOT REJECTED SHITTY GLASSES.”
“HINATA!” “Yeah Kageyama-” “WHY DID YOU NEVER TELL ME (Y/N) AND YACHI WERE DATING?” The spiker went silent, before snickering to himself. “So you finally found out.” Kageyama zoomed towards the orange haired boy. “I’M GONNA KILL YOU, YOU ABSOLUTE DUMBASS!” “AHAHHA I’M SORRY BAKAGEYAMA! YOU WERE JUST WAY TOO DENSE, I HAD TO SEE WHETHER YOU WOULD FIND OUT EVENTUALLY OR NOT!” “YOU LITTLE SHIT, WHAT THE HELL KIND OF THOUGHT PROCESS IS THAT? I TALKED ABOUT CONFESSING SO MANY TIMES AND YOU NEVER THOUGHT ABOUT INFORMING ME OF THEIR RELATIONSHIP?”
“Yamaguchi.” “Hm, Tsukki, what’s up?” Tsukishima’s face darkened. “Why didn’t you tell me (Y/N) was taken?” Yamaguchi shrunk away from the blond’s tall figure. “I thou-thought you knew already? It was super obvious!” The taller boy sighed, scratching the back of his head. “I made a complete fool of myself because I didn’t know she was dating Yachi.” Yamaguchi’s mouth hung open. “Don’t tell me-” “Yes, I tried to ask her out.” “TSUKKI I’VE ALREADY TOLD YOU NOT TO DO THAT!” “YEAH WELL YOU REALLY THOUGHT I WOULD LISTEN TO SOMEONE THAT TOLD ME NOT TO ASK MY CRUSH OUT WITH NO APPARENT REASON?”
From afar, the two girls observed amusedly. “Hm, I wonder how Hinata’s gonna die? He was the first one to find out about us.” Kageyama was still chasing Hinata around wildly, trying to grab at his club tee. “I honestly wonder what Tsukishima’s gonna do to Yamaguchi. Poor guy. Tsukishima had his headphones on as he went through his phone, his ears still red from bringing up the issue. Yamaguchi was next to him, trying to calm him down, but to no avail. “Ahh, out of everyone, I least expected these two to not realise early on. I thought Tsukishima was good at reading people.” You stated to Yachi, laughing a bit. “I know right? I swear, that was hilarious. Did you see his face? Mans looked like that strawberry on that cake he had for lunch this afternoon! God, I would literally pay to see that face again.”
I guess the two boys now know not to hit on (Y/N) ever again.
Yesss I love this request so much oh my god thank you-
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hanaridulsetcheese · 4 years
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Fighter~ Yang Jeongin
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You were busy getting ready for the MMA match you were going to watch today, it was a pretty chilly night so you wore your warmest hoodie and a pair of jeans with some boots.
When you were done, you waited for your friend to come and pick you up. To be honest, you weren't really that excited to go, fighting was not something that interested you, whether it was a professional one or two drunks fighting on the sidewalk, you always turned around and left.
You weren't really sure why you agreed to go, maybe it's because you needed a change in your life. You have always wanted to try something new in your life, maybe this was it.
A knock on the door had interrupted you from your thoughts, you opened it and revealed your friend standing on the other side.
When you two arrived at the venue, you were surprised to see that it was a dark alleyway. You turn to look at your friend, hoping to get some answers.
"You're not gonna kill me here, right? I always thought you would take me to the forest or something. " you joked.
You're friend just chuckled. "There's a secret entrance in the alleyway. "
"Why do they need a secret entrance? " you asked. "I thought MMA fights took place at an arena. "
"This is not technically an MMA match. " he said, you gestured for him to explain further. "Basically, the junior MMA fighters come here to blow off some steam, on each other..."
"So this is like illegal fights happening here? "
"Essentially, yes it is. " he confessed.
"Alright, take me home. " you buckle up your seatbelt.
"What no! Please stay, it will be fun I promise. "
You thought about it for a little while. What was the worst that could happen? You won't get arrested because you didn't do anything wrong, and this was the change you were looking for.
You sighed after some time and nodded. "I'll go in, but only this one time! "
"Perfect. "
You both walked to the entrance of the alleyway, scooting closer to your friend you looked at the walls of the alleyway, you could smell the drugs and alcohol that people would've had when they were here. You swore you saw a bloodstain on the wall as well.
As you approached the back of the alleyway, on the wall to the right was a giant steel door, unnoticeable to the people who walk past the alleyway, it was a good hiding place.
Your friend knocks on the door, using some sort of secret knock pattern, the door opened slightly, enough for someone to slip through. You both walked in and the smell of weed immediately hit you, you chocked as you covered your nose with your sleeve.
"That's pretty intense. " Your friend mimicked your actions. You looked around and saw a small man standing at the door, he probably opened it. He had many scars on his face and his bald head was oddly misshapen.
He didn't say a word to the both of you but pointed to the run-down elevator straight ahead. You two took the elevator down since it was the only button there.
When the elevator stopped, the sounds of cheers and screams could be heard, when the doors opened, you were met with a more sloppy version of a fighting arena.
The area could seat maybe around one hundred people maximum, the seats surrounded a boxing rink that was splattered with a red substance which looked disturbingly like bloodstains.
"Let's go find a good seat. " your friend pulled you towards the middle row, it had a clear view of the rink. You sat down and looked around the area.
Half the seats were already taken, people were screaming and cheering at nothing, there was no fighting going on yet, in the far corner you saw people taking bets which disgusted you because gambling was a stupid thing.
"Do you know whose fighting? " you asked your friend.
"Apparently it's this dude who has never been defeated yet, he's kind of a huge deal here, I think he goes by the name I.N.," he says.
"I.N? " you can't help but feel like you saw that name somewhere. "What does he look like? "
"No one knows, he wears a mask. People think the only reason he wears it is because he is too young to be fighting but he really wants too. "
"That's, interesting? " you say, unsure of this I.N person.
The lights dimmed and you knew the match was starting, for some reason you had the urge to use the toilet, it was too much to handle.
"Hey, do you know where the restrooms are? "
"This is an illegal institute, you think they'll have restrooms here? " your friend replied.
"I really need to go. " you said.
"Uh, check over there. " he pointed at a doorway at the back of the arena.
You nodded and rushed to the doorway, pushing you way past people. You walked down the hallway and tried looking for any signs of a bathroom.
You found a door further down the hallway and thought you found what you were looking for so you pushed the door opened, but instead you were met with a sight you thought you would never unsee.
Reader's POV
I pushed the door opened and immediately regret what I saw.
"What are you doing here?! " screamed the voice of my former best friend and my school's biggest nerd, Yang Jeongin.
"I was looking for the restroom- " my eyes trailed down his naked torso, I blushed when I realised he was only wearing black supreme boxers.
"My eyes are up here! " he said harshly.
"S-Sorry. " I apologized. My eyes landed on a gym bag on the floor. Red boxing gloves were poking out of it, it didn't take me that long to realise what I was seeing.
"Y-you're I.N!" I said looking at him in disbelief.
He sighed and looked at me with his sharp eyes.
"You're the first person to figure it out. " he said.
"But, you're like- you're bullied at school, but you're undefeated here- " I was unable to comprehend what was happening.
"Glad you noticed I am bullied, thanks for your help. " he glared at me.
"Im sorry. I was afraid that if I interfered, I would- "
"Get hurt yourself? Wow, people really only think about them themselvese chuckled sarcastically, putting on his pants.
"That's not true! I try and help people in need! "
"Then I ask, when I was being bullied, punched and kicked, assaulted, where were you? "
"I- I walked away. " I looked down at my shoes.
"Thought so. "
"But you can defend yourself! Why play the victim in school when come coming and do illegal fights?! Why are you blaming me when you can defend yourself?! "
"Why do I need to explain myself to you?! I don't owe you any eanaination. " he turned around.
Suddenly, my urge to use the toilet disappeared, but I was angry.
"What gives you the right to yell at me for not helping me you when you can protect yourself?! You made me feel guilty for years! " I walked up to him and made him face me, our faces were so close together, I could feel his breath of my lips.
"You should feel guilty! Leaving me for those so called 'popular' people! " he put air quotes around 'popular'.
"I was trying to be nice to them, it's not my fault you can't make friends! Just because no one wants to be friends with you doesn't mean they don't want to be friends with me! It's not my fault you were weak!" I yelled back at him, immediately regretting the words I let slip out.
Jeongin took a step back and looked at me with an expressionless face.
"Jeongin I didn't mean- "
"Save it. " he grabbed a black mask and put it on, "I don't need fake people like you in my life. "
He walked out if the room, I followed him trying to find the words to say but I couldn't think of anything. I really screwed up. He walked out into the arena and I stood at the doorway and watched him.
"Ladies and Gentleman! Here is the man we've been waiting for! The Undefeated I.N! " the commentator screamed, his voice blasting across the whole arena.
"Daring to challenge him is the newcomer goes by the name of Destruction Monster! "
Throughout the whole match, Jeongin didn't punch his opponent a single time, he just dodged all the punched and kicks that were thrown at him.
I had to admit I was impressed with him, he didn't do much to tire his opponent, his technique was more defence than offence. It was a smart technique.
Destruction Monster had enough of Jeongin playing around with him, he threw a fast punch at Jeongin which caught him off guard and hit him in his jaw.
I winced as Jeongin's lips started to bleed. He touches the blood on his lip and smirked at his opponent, who was busy celebrating rather than watching him.
Jeongin came from behind him and put him in a chock hole, instantly knocking him out.
"Destruction Monster has been hit with the chock hole, he is out like a light! I.N remains the champion! "
Screams erupted front the crowd and Jeongin walked out of the rink and straight to me, pulling if his mask in front of everyone. Everyone gasped as they watched him, I backed into the wall, getting more scared as he
"Not so weak now am I? " he pulled me towards him and placed his lips on mine.
I was shocked at the sudden action, but melted into the kiss. His lips were soft but sticky from the blood that was still on it. Between the intense kiss and the sounds of the crowd cheering, I think this was the change I needed in my life.
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supernaturaltfwmeme · 4 years
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12 Days of Dean Winchester. Part 3
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December 15th  
“This is definitely one of our cases.” you half whispered.  
“well we know who’s killing people, now we just need to figure out what it is exactly so we can gank the bitch.” Dean said before taking a swig of his beer.
You spent the next few hours looking for any lore to do with scarecrows. Obviously, you came across a lot of lore for Vanir, but this didn’t quite fit.  
“All I'm getting results for a Vanir, if it is a Vanir though why would it be killing kids?” you asked the brothers.
“I don’t know, it doesn’t fit. They kill in annual cycles too. We’ve had three victims in three days. And as far as I can tell there haven't been any other murders that fit the pattern before that.” Sam added. This case was really stumping you.  
“We know what the damn killer looks like how the hell can we not find out what it is.” Dean snapped, slamming the book he was flicking through shut with a thud.
“Dean calm down we’ll figure it out.” you gave him a reassuring smile putting your hand on top of his. It calmed him down a little but it was still bugging him. Hell, it was bugging all of you.
“All I know is its getting late, and that thing is probably going to kill again. We know where it is, I say we go there and try to stop it from claiming another kid. Who knows maybe we can kill it the same way as a Vanir.” Dean said standing from the chair he’d been sitting on and pulling on his coat.
“sounds like a plan to me, you coming Sammy?”  
“Best plan we’ve got.” Sam said standing from the bed and following you and Dean out the door.
You pull up to the field just before sundown. “I say we look around for a sacred tree, there might be one around here somewhere.” you suggested.
“Fine y/n, but the second it actually gets dark we meet back here and find a place to keep an eye on the thing, I’m not risking it when we don’t know what we’re dealing with.” Dean warned. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes, you hated when he got over protective like this.
“Yes sir.” you said sarcastically, grabbing your gun and walking off from the boys.
“Dammit y/n” dean muttered under his breath, not quiet enough though.  
“You know she can look after herself, hell she looks after us half the time Dean she’ll be fine.” Sam tried to reassure his brother.
“Doesn’t mean I don’t worry about her.”
“Maybe you should just tell her how you feel.”
Deans eyes went wide. “What are you talking about?”
Sam just chuckled. “You know what im talking about, it’s so obvious. Im pretty sure she’s the only person who doesn’t know at this point. You’ve been following her around like a lost puppy since you were teenagers. Even Bobby was wondering when you were going to admit it and she’s his daughter.”
“Shut up Sam. You don’t know what you’re talking about.” Dean muttered walking in a different direction than you had.
Sam just rolled his eyes and walked off as well.
“Alright I got nothing.” you sighed as you re-joined the boys on the outskirts of the field.
“yeah we couldn’t find anything either.” Sam explained.
“Probably not a Vanir then.”  
You all found a good vantage point to hide and watch the scarecrow. After about an hour you saw another kid, a little girl this time, making her way through the field.  
“You would think her parents would have told her to stay away from the place where three other kids have already gone missing.” Dean muttered, before you shushed him.
When the girl got about halfway through the field you could have sworn you saw the scarecrow turn its head. Before you had time to ask the boys if they’d seen that the scarecrow started to climb down from his perch and make his way through the field towards the little girl.
You, Sam and Dean started to make your way over trying to sneak so you wouldn’t be spotted. All of a sudden, the scarecrow picked up its pace and started running towards the little girl who had yet to notice him advancing. Without stopping to see if Sam or Dean have noticed you took off sprinting as fast as you could towards the little girl, although you had no idea how to stop the scarecrow when you got there.  
Sam and Dean were close behind but you got there first throwing yourself in between the girl and the scarecrow you finally realised just how tall it was, it must have been at least 7 and a half feet. The little girl finally noticing what was going on started to scream. You fired a few shots off at the scarecrow seeming to almost stun it.  
Sam and Dean made it over there just as you fired your gun “Get her out of here!” You yelled over your shoulder before feeling something hit you hard and knocking you to the ground. You feel a sharp pain in the side of your head but you don’t really have time to dwell on that right now. Turns out your shots had done very little to the scarecrow.  
“Y/N!” you heard Dean yell. You look up and see Sam running out of the field carrying the little girl and Dean was trying to hold off the scarecrow. Before you could even think, you leaped to your feet to help Dean. Grabbing a machete out of Deans belt you walk up to the scarecrow and in one swing take its head clean off. Its body falling lifelessly to the floor.
“Well that was easier than expected.” You said nudging the body with your foot.
“Yeah a little too easy.” Dean said suspiciously glancing around. Something about this just didn’t feel right. “Are you ok?” he asked gesturing to your head. You reached up to touch your forehead just below your hairline and felt something warm and sticky. Great.
“That’s gonna need stitches y/n” Dean said placing his hand on your cheek and turning your head slightly to get a better look. You didn’t reply just focusing on the feeling of Deans harm against your skin. You realised just how close you were actually standing to each other. You parted your lips to say something but before you could get even a single word out, Sam voice echo's through the empty field.
“Guys watch out!” you glanced over Deans shoulder just in time to see the scarecrow lean down to pick up his head and re attach it. Your eyes go wide and you grab Deans arm and pull him out of the way both of you backing up slowly.
“Dee what's the plan here?”
“Run.” you both take of running back up the hill towards the impala. Out of the corner of your eye you see Sam doing the same thing, but he was closer than you. When Sam gets to the top of the hill and through the tree surrounding the field he turns. Drawing his gun and fire off a few shots at the scarecrow as you and Dean run just behind him to the car. Dean fumbles with the keys as you continue to fire shots with Sam, not that they are doing very much.  
“Y/N, SAM! COME ON, GET IN!” Dean yells climbing into the impala and starting the engine. Sam jumps in the front seat and you run for the door just as the scarecrow reaches you. He grabs your arm just before you can shut the door. Dean slams his foot down on the Accelerator and you hold on tight. The scarecrow loses its grip on you leaving behind a long scratch down your forearm as it gets left behind in the dust.
Back at the motel
Sam went out to grab you all some food while you were sitting on one of the two motel bed, Dean was stitching up your arm. He had already stitched up your head and you were currently holding an ice pack to it.
“And finished.” He said wrapping a bandage around your arm.
“Thanks Dee.”
“you need to be more careful y/n. You could have gotten seriously hurt.” he looked worried.
“Well it was me or that kid, her life is important.”
“So is yours.” The way Dean said that he sounded almost angry? You looked at his face and there was a kind of intensity in his eyes you had never seen before. It scared you a little.
“Sorry, I'll be more careful next time. I promise.” you gave him a reassuring smile.
“Yeah you better.” Dean mumbled reaching out and cupping your cheek. Your eyes glanced down to his lips. You could have sworn his did the same. Before you knew it, you were leaning in.
But just your luck Sam freaking Winchester chose that exact moment to walk through the door, food in hand. You jumped away from Dean clearly startled.  
“Did I interrupt something?” Sam asked with a slight smirk on his face.
“What no of course not. What did you get us? There better be pie.” Dean rambled a little, changing the subject.
After you eat you all decide to call it a night. Sam was currently sprawled out over one of the beds, passed out. Leaving you to share with Dean. You were dreading it. You knew you wouldn’t be able to sleep with him so close to you. You climb into bed both of you facing away from each other. After about 20 minutes of you tossing and turning trying to get comfortable, you hear Dean let out a sigh and feel an arm wrap around your waist. He pulls you towards him your back pressed against his chest.
“Better?”
“much.” you finally fall asleep.
December 16th
You wake up to the sound of someone talking. You blink your eyes open and still for some reason can’t see. That’s when you realise the position you are in. Deans arm wrapped around your waist still, your legs tangled together and your face buried in his chest. You pull your head back slightly realising he’s already awake.  
“Morning sweetheart.” His voice was deeper in the morning, you loved it.
“Morning.” You reply before realising what the voices were. Sam was on the Phone with Charlie.
“And you’re sure it’s only killing children?” you heard Charlie ask.
“Seems to be.” Sam told her.
“Sam, I think I know what you’re hunting.”
Part 4
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Beyond The Leather Chapter 28: I Want To Be Your Boyfriend
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I was out shopping for gifts to buy for Tommy and Heather's wedding. I didn't know what would be a good gift. I mean I always thought to myself what do you buy someone who already has everything? I looked around in a jewelry shop and settled on a his and her watch.
I haven't spoken to Lisa since we had our falling out. I really missed her and our friendship. Maybe later on I will call her. I called Slash today because I wanted to talk to him about Nikki. He said he will pick me up with Duff. Nikki's call last night really got to me. I wasn't able to sleep at all and I feel like such a crappy person for how I treated him. But in my defense I'm just trying to keep my distance from the drugs. But as Lisa pointed out every body is doing. Slash is doing it and I'm meeting up with him today.
I walked outside the store and saw Duff pull up on the side. "Hey Mani your right on time." He says looking at his watch. I got up and ran into the car. The smell of wet socks and weed hit my nose right away.
"Jesus this car stinks." I say as I'm getting in and plugging my nose. "Whine down the windows."
"Well princess Iman you can always walk to our place." Slash laughs sarcastically. "So what did you get Tommy and his wife?"
"I just got his and her watches. I couldn't think of anything else." I shrugged.
"So what's on your mind doll?" Slash asks.
"Well last night Nikki called me and he sounded really paranoid. He said there were intruders in his home hiding in his closet, his washing machine, and even under his bed." I said with a worried voice.
The boys looked at each other and started laughing. "Iman look theres nothing to worry about he'll be fine." Slash laughed.
"No Slash theres nothing to laugh about. I was really scared for him. I mean he called me for a reason. And ok in London when he nearly overdosed he ask Andy McCoy from Hanoi Rocks to bring him to my hotel room."
"Oh did he now." Duff smiled." So what else did you guys do in your hotel room?" They both started laughing again.
"Saul." I grumbled. "Ok ok geez Mani when did you become such a prude." He groaned. "Look Sixx likes you and clearly he trusts you if he's running to you every time he has a problem. And to be honest what's there not to like about you. Your a good person when your not following what your manager is telling you to do."
"What's that suppose to mean?" I hissed.
"It means you need to live a little. You need to break out of the shell she's keeping you in. And your mommy dearest isn't here so you don't need to report to her like your a soldier and she's your commander." Duff buds in.
"Um who told you about me and my moms relationship?" I questioned Duff.
It goes silent in the car.
Slash takes a cigarette out of his pocket and lights it up. "The point is." He laughs hesitantly. "You need to live. Were going out tonight and your coming."
"Ok but I'm only staying-"
"Iman shut the fuck up! Your staying out till what ever time we tell you too!" Slash yelled.
We finally pull up to a complex it was really small. We got out of the car and walked into there home. Again I was hit with the smell of weed, booze, and sweat. Izzy was passed out on the couch and Steven was snorting up coke off of the table.
"Oh shit Mani what the fuck?" He looked at me shocked. "No one told me you were coming. I would have cleaned up." He looked at the boys.
"Hey Steven." I walked over and hugged him.
The place was filthy there were dirty dishes piled up in the sink, half eaten food was scattered on the table, the walls were peeling, and there were clothes everywhere. How could any one live like this.
"So wheres Axl?" I asked. "He's in his room. He's a bit pissed for some reason so don't bother him." Steven warns.
"Ok." I look down at the so called chair that they had in there living room. I didn't want to be rude but at the same time I did. I cringed when I saw a roach run into the inside of the cushion.
"Sit." Duff got up and pushed me onto the couch making me squeal and get up fast in fear that the roach got on me.
"What... what happened." Izzy woke up in panic. The boys started laughing and I was aggravated.
"Say while your here we need a womans touch. Can you clean up the kitchen and cook something for us." Slash asked kicking his feet up on the table while smoking another cigarette.
"Seriously." I laugh humorously. "I came for advice and your asking me to clean up and cook for you?" I crossed my arms.
"The advice you got in the car." Duff spoke up. "So you have to repay us back by at least cleaning the kitchen and cooking something for us." Duff walked over to the fridge and grabbed a beer.
I groaned and walked over to the kitchen. I opened the fridge and noticed there were no groceries in there for me to even cook anything.
"It would help if you guys had groceries." I pointed out.
"Go buy some we'll still be here. Plus were going out tonight. So when we pick you up, bring the groceries with you." Slash laughed.
I scoffed and started heading for the door.
"Uh doll." Duff spoke up. I turned to look at him. "The kitchen isn't finished being cleaned. Even princesses have to do dirty work." He laughed.
Ugh ass holes. I walked back to the kitchen and started cleaning it up for them. Don't ask me why?
Later on at night...
I started getting ready for the night I was going to have out with Guns. I was hoping that Lisa would be there too seeing as there was something going on between her and Axl. And well also I didn't want to be the only girl tagging along.
I put on a silver short dress and put my hair up in a pony tail. I wore matching silver stelletoes and put a small black jacket over my shoulders to finish up my look. Slash said we were going to the Rainbow. At first I was hesitant because Tamara had told me never to go back there again. And here I was getting ready to go there again. I called the office were Tamara was and told her that I would be out with Lisa. She expected me home by 11. I don't know if Slash would approve but theres nothing I can do.
I grabbed my little wrist purse and the groceries bags I promised to buy and headed downstairs. I waited in the lobby until I heard a knock on the door. I saw Slash waving for me to come out. I headed over to him.
"Here are your groceries." I said with a sarcastic voice holding the bags up.
"Thanks doll I'll put those in the trunk." Steven got out of the car and took the groceries from me and put them in the trunk. I got into the car and we took off.
"That's is not an outfit for the Rainbow Iman." Slash chuckled.
"Well that's too bad." I hiss. This dress was made more for a modeling event. But im choosing to wear it at the Rainbow.
"You are certainly going to get picked up by a fellow at the Rainbow." Izzy piped up putting his arms around my shoulder.
"I am not talking to any guys there and I hope they don't talk to me." I warn.
We got to the Rainbow and the boys were already a mess. They got drunk, did drugs, were loud, and grabbing girls left and right. But im not here to judge. But places like this were not my scene. And being here with out any girlfriends or friends was awkward. Especially because I don't drink alcohol or snort drugs. So I just sat randomly at the bar looking at people drunk or high.
"What's a pretty little thing like you doing in a raunchy place like this?"
I turned around to see a guy or could be a girl with wild long hair and plump lips looking at me. "I...I'm sorry what?" I stuttered.
"You don't belong in a place this." He leaned closer to me smiling.
"What ever." I scoffed drinking my cranberry juice and turning away from him.
He chuckled and got up to walk in front of me. "I meant that with no disrespect. I just mean if I was a guy taking you out I would take you to the most extravagant restaurant there is around here." He smiled looking me up and down.
"I'm not into fancy restaurants. And I'm here with my friends. Guns n Roses." I rolled my eyes.
"Oh shit really? I love those guys." He flipped his hair. "I watched them play a couple times down at the Troubadour."
"Are you a rock star?" I asked with raised brows.
"Not yet but I'm gonna be. And when I do become one and I'm making shit loads of cash. I'm going to take you out on a date." He spoke softly.
I scoffed, "I don't think so." I say with attitude and turn away from him again.
He chuckled and walked closer to me. "I think so. I'm a gentleman and ladies such as your self deserve gentleman's." He signaled for the bartender to come to us.
"I don't have a lot but how much is her drink?" He asked the bartender.
"No you don't have to!" I wave my hands.
"$5.75." The bartender spoke. He placed the money down on the table and the bartender took it.
"I could have payed for it myself." I looked at him with annoyance.
"I said I was a gentleman." He smiled.
He's actually really cute.
"My names Sebastian... Sebastian Bach." He smiled.
"Iman Darlington." I smiled back.
"God I hope I see you again." He took my hand and gave me a sweet kiss on the back of it.
I felt like I had butterflies in my stomach. He walked out of the Rainbow with his long hair blowing in the wind. Lord help me.
2:34 am
The boys dropped me back home and I couldn't wait to take off my heels and get undressed. I tip toed to Tamara's room and noticed she wasn't home. I was startled when I heard the phone ring. I walked back to the living room to answer it.
"Hello!"
"You were suppose to be back at the condo for 11!" She snapped.
I sighed. "I'm sorry I went out with Lisa and ended up seeing Slash. We came back late."
"Iman can't you make better friends. I mean really. Use your break to hang out with Rachel. Hopefully some of her stuck up attitude can rub on you." "Anyways I wont be back till tomorrow morning around 10. I can call Jess if you want her to-"
"No I'm good I don't need a babysitter Tammi."
"Ok alright honey call me if anything. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Ok good night." I hung the phone up walking away to my room when I heard it ring again.
"Tammi I said I was ok." I raised my voice.
"Mani."
I paused for a second hearing Nikki's voice. I was hoping he wasn't a paranoid mess today again.
"N...Nikki are you alright?"
"Can you please come over?" His voice sounded shakey.
"To your home? I asked.
"Yes."
"Nikki it's late I can't"
"I need you. Please!" He cried.
"Give me your adress?" ____
The car drove up to the front gate of the house. I couldn't see the house properly because all the lights were off and it was night time. I whined the window down in the back seat and pressed the buzzer.
"Who is it?" What do you want?" He sounded paranoid.
"It's me Nikki. Its Mani." I replied hesitantly.
The gates than opened and we drove in. I told my driver to wait for me because I wasn't going to be long. I got out of the car and headed up his stone steps. I knocked on the door several times but there was no answer. I twisted the door knob and to my pleasure the door was unlocked. I let my self in and the house was dark except for a little light that was beaming through one room.
I walked around the house. It was a single level home and I noticed there three bedrooms and two bathrooms. The house was interior decorated with red velvet hangings, gothic furniture, antiques and gargoyles that loom at you out of the darkness. It was creepy being in here.
I walked towards the light that was coming out of one of the rooms. I slowly opened the door and saw Nikki. He was holding his pillow sobbing listening to his answering machine. I walked closer to him and listened to the machine play two messages.
BEEP
Frankie this is your mom. I know that your busy being a big star and all. I'd just really like to talk to you sometime call me back.
BEEP
You must have gotten the selfish gene from your father. This is selfish what your doing. I just... I just miss you frankie. Talk to me please. Dammit frankie.
End of Messages
It was his mom, my heart was aching for him. I walked to the answer machine and deleted both of the messges.
"Don't listen to a single thing that she says Nikki. It's not worth it she's not worth it. She's not worth crying over." I calmly spoke.
I moved and sat down beside him and started brushing his hair with my fingertips. I felt guilty for the way I treated him when I was in Italy. I could tell now that he was a very hurt an lonely person. I didn't want to just leave him here by himself.
"Why the fuck did you come?" He sneered.
"Because you asked me too Nikki." I snapped back at him.
He scoffed. "So now all of a sudden you care about me?"
I furrowed my brows. "Nik I always cared about you." I whispered.
"No one cares about me!" He raised his voice. "Not my mom, not my dad, not my band mates. And you especially!" He says sobbing and squeezing his pillow tighter.
"Nikki I do care about you, that's why I came when you called. That's why in London when you nearly overdosed I took care of you. I care about you so it scares me." I mumble and look down at the bed.
He lifted himself up on his elbows and looked at me with his piercing green eyes that had tears all over them.
"What scares you?" He asks with confusion.
I stay silent and just stare at the sheets not wanting to look at him. He leaned and shuffled closer to me. He lifted my chin up with his finger for me to look at him. He leaned closer to face me with his lips barley brushing mine.
"What scares you princess?" He asks again.
"How I feel about you." I breathlessly reply.
He leans forward and kisses my lips. He wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me on the bed with our lips still together and lays me down beside him. I kick off my flats and pull my lips away from him catching my breath. He brushes the side of my face with his thumb.
"Mani." He whispers.
"Yes." I reply.
"I want to be your boyfriend."
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Howl - Part 3
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(hello babies, so this part isn’t nearly as long as the others so im really sorry, but my laptops gonna die and idk when im gonna get a new charger ((hopefully tomorrow)) so plz enjoy this <3 okay ily BYEEE)
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How can one person think about someone they don’t know so much? Was it his hair? His eyes? The way he licks his lips? You feel your cheeks heat up at that thought and quickly look around to make sure no one is watching you. The three boys are lost in a conversation you have no knowledge of. You lean back against the couch and stare off into space and return to your thoughts about Ben. You couldn’t put your finger on it. 
What fascinated you about him? Yeah he was gorgeous, but you’ve never been infatuated about a person this much, especially just meeting them. You exhale sharply when all of a sudden the front door opens up and slams shut. You jump slightly as you sit up straight. You look over to the entrance and stare intensely as you hope that it was a certain person that will walk into the room at any moment. You’re heart slowly sinks when Lucy walks in. She looks to you and smiles wide as all of the boys jump up to greet her. You stand up as well and walk over to her, arms open for a hug.
“Y/n, it feels like it’s been forever!” she says as she pulls you in for a bear hug. You smile as she lightly squeezes and you pull away to face her.
“I know! Two days is just unbearably long, best friend.” you say sarcastically. Lucy dramatically puts her hand to her heart and closes her eyes. The two of you laugh as you walk back to the couch and slump down. Lucy follows and sits next to you, still giggling. The boys all go back to their conversation as Lucy turns to face you.
“So, did you finally meet Ben?” she asks, raising a brow. “Joe said he was back in town.”
You feel your heart fasten at his name. What was going on with you? If anyone could hear your thoughts right now, they’d try to get you help. How is it that you’re melting over one guy you just met? You haven't felt this way in a long time, crushing on some guy. You felt like you were in elementary again.
“Oh,” you say, clearing your throat. “Yeah, I met him. He was really nice.” you say, feeling your cheeks flush once more. Lucy rolls her eyes and laughs.
“Oh, please.” she says. “Ben is anything but nice, believe me.”
You’re taken back by her words and furrow your brows. He really did seem nice. Yeah he might have sent off this dark, mysterious, bad boy vibe, but he genuinely seemed decent.
“Why would you say that?” you ask, slightly shaking your head. She sits up straighter and looks over to Joe, who’s staring at her. She tenses her jaw and looks back to you, smiling.
“No, he’s nice. I’m just teasing. He’s just, um, rough. Just be careful.” she says. You nod and look down at your hands. What was so bad about him? Gwil said for you to not get involved and now Lucy was saying to be careful. What the hell was up with this guy? Them telling you to stay away from him made you want him even more. Want him? You sound so ridiculous right now. You look around the room once more and feel like you need to clear your head. You should really go home and study for your class tomorrow. You agree with yourself and slowly stand to your feet, holding your purse close to yourself.
“I’m gonna go study, guys.” you say, making everyone look to you. They all stand up and frown.
“Right now?” asks Joe, sadly. You nod and frown as well. He walks up and hugs you. Lucy stands next to you and hugs you next.
“Are you sure?” asks Gwil.
“Unfortunately, but I’ll see you guys later. I promise.” you say, hugging him and Rami. You walk towards to the door as Joe follows. You get to it and pause to turn around. He smiles and hugs you once more.
“You better not go as long without seeing us this time.” he says. You laugh and roll your eyes.
“Okay, I promise. How about tomorrow after class? I don’t work so it’s perfect.” you say as you slowly open the front door. Joe smiles back and nods.
“Yes, tomorrow! I’ll see you then. Please be safe.” he says, getting a bit serious. You smile back to him and walk outside. You shut the door and turn around. You walk down the porches steps and towards your car. As you’re walking you hear someone clear their throat.
“You leavin’?”
You turn your head fast and slightly jump at the sudden voice. Standing outside, leaning against his car with a cigarette hanging from his mouth, is Ben. He’s watching you and smirks when you stare and say nothing. He leans away from the car and grasps the cigarette between his fingers and take a long drag, letting the smoke flow out of his parted lips. You almost envied the smoke for touching his mouth. You swallow hard at that sight and awkwardly smile. Your grip on your purse tightens.
“Um, yeah. I gotta go study.” you reply back as you continue walking. Ben takes a step forward watches you.
“Well I hope to see you again.” he calls out. You freeze and turn to look back at him. You weren't sure what to say. It’s as if your tongue decided to stop working. All you could do was smile and slide into the front seat of your car and start it. You glance back to him as he takes another puff, his eyes on you. You quickly put your seat belt on and drive away, still feeling his eyes on you. Your heart was pounding and you were almost happy you were away from him. You felt so awestruck and confused when you were looking at him. Is this what it feels like when you have a crush? You reach your arm forward and turn on your radio.
“I'm on the hunt down I'm after you. Smell like I sound I'm lost in a crowd and I'm hungry like the wolf”
You turn the song up and loudly sing along with it, distracting yourself. You attempt to clear your head, but Ben keeps popping back up. You sing even louder, but it doesn’t help. You drive for what feels like forever and continue singing. You pull up to a stop sign and look both ways. It’s clear as you start driving once more. You’re lost in your song when all of a sudden the sound of a loud horn blasts through the air. Before you could look over, your car is smacked from behind and thrown forward. You scream at the contact and cover your face quickly. You gasp for air as the airbag flies out and barely misses your face. You come to a sudden stop and slowly open your eyes. You feel something warm and wet slide down your face. You bring your hand up and touch your forehead. You close your eyes as it stings and pull away to stare at bright red blood glistening on your fingers.
You look around and watch as people are rushing up to you. You quickly unbuckle your seat belt and begin to feel woozy. You weakly open the car door and swing your legs out. You hear a person calling out for you to not move. Everyone kept yelling at you and asking if you were okay. You slowly stand on your feet and feel a slight pinch in your leg.You go to look down, but someone is screaming loudly. You look over and watch as a man is holding his head, eyes wide open. He looks terrified as he looks at you and behind him. You couldn’t make out what he was saying, but he looks scared. 
“Did you see that!?” you hear him scream out. People were confused and trying to calm him down. “No, did you see that!? Oh my God, did you see that!?” he keeps screaming. 
You then finally look down to the pain in your leg and stare at a long piece of glass sticking out. Blood’s spilling out of the wound and suddenly your head begins to spin. Everything around you becomes fuzzy and eventually white. Before you know it, your eyes close and you feel yourself fall on your back, smacking the concrete. The last thing you remember were the sounds of people screaming and the siren of an ambulance. Then everything went quiet and black.
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