#ok bye sorry for all that waffle

[melonmusiv]

Dxmon - Kissing Him In Front of the Other Members 😨😰

A/N - haiiii omg this is a request !!!! I wasn't sure if you wanted me to just out your prof or not tho so I didn't reply to your ask 😭😭😭 but thank you for your kind words and I hope you're taking care of yourself too :3333 ALSO!!!! To the person who asked about Hee I am SO SORRY but I couldn't figure out how to write either of your requests 😣😣😣 ily tho and thank you for requesting anyways !! OK OK bye 🌸🍬🍭🩷

Warnings - kissing ?????? Lowkey but highkey really cringe, Um Jo and Rex r included...... I'm under 18 plsplspls. Also probably grammar mistakes and typos I did NAWT proofread

Minjae def gets all shy. He'll try his best to hide it, but his bright red ears immediately give him away. He would absolutely never hate to get a kiss from you though, and definitely will go back for another ♡. He's smitten !!!!! 😽😽😽

I am a firm believer Seita is absolutely babygirl !!!! He will giggle and turn away from you if you kiss him in front of anyone really, but especially his group members. Won't go back for another but he will squeeze you into a hug. He lives for your kisses.

Youngseo looooves receiving kisses from you, but in front of his members ?!?!? He's bright red ! Still loves it though, and will quickly give you another tiny smooch before returning back to whatever he was doing. Orrrrrr if he wasn't doing anything, he'll cuddle himself up into your side :3, quietly asking for another.

Taekyu gets so so so shy. He'll immediately hide his face from you, which only makes you want to kiss him more !!!!!!! Pull his hands away from his face and give him more kisses, he loves it !!!! Even if he denies the fact 😣😣 the other members might tell you to get a room though...

Minjun looooves it lolol. He could not care less his group members were in the same room. He'll give you another kiss before he scatters them all around your entire face. He literally gets intense love surges anytime you come near him !!!!!

Junseong won't have much of a reaction, besides maybe a lil smile, but his red ears will definitely let you know he's flustered. Kiss him again though, and he'll squeeze you, waffling on about how you can't kiss him in front of his members !!!!! He's supposed to be the 'man' and your kisses don't do anything but make him all soft 😣😣😣

Kiss kiss fall in love 🤓🤓

#dxmon imagines #dxmon reactions #dxmon x reader #dxmon

[kil9]

weird grocery things in england (been here a few months edition):

not a lot of things are resealable... i can only use sour cream like once because it doesnt come with a damn lid ???

theres a bunch of different thickness of bread ?? weird as hell. only the "thick" kind is the same as normal american. all the others are weirdly thin.

also they dont put the actual flavor of bread on the package. its only like. white or brown.

same with tea and other stuff, its all just "plain" flavor. not actually saying what the flavor is. it would be like if all vanilla ice cream just said "plain ice cream"

also ice cream sucks ass unless its ben & jerrys. even m&s is mid at best. in america all ice cream is close in quality to ben & jerrys, b&j just has fancier flavors and mix-ins. but not in england. sucks BAD

ground meat is called mince meat but everyone already knows that

NO TURKEY COLD CUTS ???? or theyre really rare. i cant make a turkey sandwich which is so depressing. its all like. ham or chicken.. which is weird

british people like chicken a LOT................

but only like. plain unseasoned unless ur eating non-british cuisine

i would actually kill someone for some mesquite smoked turkey cuts. but nope. only wet plain chicken for mee

a LOT of individual packaging ????? i thought england was supposed to be like 1% more environmentally conscious than america. but no. all individual packages babey.

imagine if they stopped individually packaging shit and learned to make resealable packages.... imagine

NO FREEZER WAFFLES. THIS IS THE WORST DEVELOPMENT BY FAR.

waffles (individually packaged ofc) are just like. pre-cooked room temp (like bread) and you have to reheat them. except theres like a 1 second window in between "squishy and not toasted" and "completely burnt"......... bye bye hot soft and crispy waffles o7o7

also like no such thing is pancake syrup. golden syrup is ok i guess....

lasagna is weird :\\\\ theres no ricotta..... very wet

i feel like all my british friends hate lasagna and now i understand

british people eat chips (fries) like their life depends on it. no matter what kind of cuisine youre eating, there WILL be chips.

i dont know why america is stereotyped as the "burger and fries" country. it should be england.

black currant flavor is really good. sorry for shitting on everything else. black currant W

squash is also smart.. in america juice concentrate is usually frozen or powder, but the squash method is good

everybody has 1000 different words for a bread roll and they like to get in silly little gay fights about it to pass the time

frozen pizzas are RLY cheap. and a lot of things are way cheaper generally. everyone is all "waah wah food prices" but i can get for £1.25 what would cost $10 in america. (mostly frozen pizzas)

yeah thats basically it

#99.txt

[sixofcrowsfandom]

Waffle day with Wesper, and Helnik.

if you had read my previous wesper fanfic, you will know where the story is rn. but if you haven't thats ok too :) !

"Matthias"? Nina shouted up to matthias. "have you seen Lina's wolf"? (lina was short of Alina, which iIthink you can connect the dots there yourself)

"not that I remember, no", matthias said as he made his way down the stairs.

"well, lina needs him to leav ethe house". she said. "you know how she gets without him".

"well, have you checked our bed"? he said as he walked upstairs to thier bedroom.

"no, because she didn't sleep in our bed last night", nina said as she helped lina put on her shoes.

"found him! he was underneath the sheets. but my question is, how did moo get underneath our sheets"? matthias said to lina as he handed her the toy.

"well, um, dday, if you must know i put moo there to keep you two safe. those shadow monsters are scary, but i can handle it. i just think that you two can't. which is why i put moo underneath the sheets. its for protection"! she said as she held up the raggedy toy up proudly.

nina and matthias shared a knowing glance, with that both of them knowing what a real shadow monster might look like, and they found it sweet that thier daughter thought they needed protecting.

"Alright, well now that we have that covered, can we leave"? nina asked.

"yep! lets mommy! i want to see uncle wylan and jes"! she said as she hopped out thier front door.

"you know she takes after you the most. personality wise". nina said.

"what? how?" matthias said as he put on his coat.

"she wants to protect us. thats her fjerdan showing in her".

"I guess you're right". matthias said.

"daddy, i bet you can't catch me! lina said as her little 4 year old legs ran ahead of nina and matthias.

"oh? well, you better run fast, because her I come"! matthias said as he ran and scooped up lina in a burst of giggles and tickles.

AT THE COOPEROM

"where are they"? nina said as she looked around the restuarant. "they live on the other side of town, it's going to tke a little while longer"matthias said.

just then, wylan ran in with milo holding his hand, practicly dragging the boy, then jesper sprinted in behind them.

"so sorry we're late everyone!" wylan said, huffing and puffing as he sat down beside nina.

"gods, wylan we aren't late. they just got her before us". jesper said with an eyeroll.

"Jesper. we are late since they got here before us". as the adults talked, lina and milo sat across each other at the wall end of the booth, and they started thier own conversation.

"who's that? milo said as he pointed at moo the wolf.

"oh, this? this is moo. he's my wolf". the four year old said with a squize of the animal.

"really? thats cool! this is my toy. his name is bits". the 6 year old said as he pulled out a gnarly creation, with random bolts, wires, and nails all aroun it. it sort of resembled a dragon. milo was working on an altercation to make bits breath fire.

"yeah, see if i just unscrew this, and then detach this, we can look inside of him. i'm working on a thing to make him breath fire"! the little pyro said to lina with excitment.

"really? thats so cool! I saw that you a notebook. whats in it? can i see"? she said.

"of course! you see, this right here is what my papa would look like if he was a fish. and on this page, this is what will make bits breath fire, and then over here...

the 4 and 6 year old carried on, and when it came time to leave, nina had to organise a playdate with wylan. the two trouble makers were like brother and sister. before they two parted ways, milo whispered into lina's ear " i bet i could make something cool for moo, too". lina's eyes widend in excitment. "really?" she said barely containing her excitment.

"yep. but you need to keep it a secret. then i'll bring it next waffle day" he said.

"ok! bye milo!" she said as she waved.

#wesper #jesper fahey #wylan hendriks #helnik #six of crows #crooked kingdom #nina zenik #grishaverse #waffles

[thelovelybitten]

vera's first watch of south park - season 2 (part 2)

apparently tumblr has a character limit so lol here's part 2 of my watch of season 2

EPISODE 8:

Last day of skewl !!!!

They just want fireworks :’(

AYO WENDY PLAYS CLARINET SHE JUST LIKE ME FR

Cartman on French horn !!

Stan, Kenny & Kyle play violin that’s cute !! Will note

They all WEAR SUITS NSGNKNGS SO CUTE

Chef get them fr

EPISODE 9:

Film festival episode !! This is exciting

Wendy popping off at Cartman as usual, she just never misses

Oh so stendy broke up??? Depression

“She’s NOT MY GIRLFRIEND!” Do u want me dead? Yes

Stan get back with Wendy challenge ? Pls i need y’all together

“If she holds his hand in the theatre it will be all over for him” Kyle has never spoke more real words

STENDY MOVIE SCENES <3 LFG

Stan scarred w lesbians whoops

Stan slowly becomes an ally, as previously stated in my s1 post, i will make sure that is so >:(

KYLE SINGING ON THE TOILET KBSBGBDBD

Okay alr the cartman ass screen joke was funny ok i laughed

Not them looking for mr Hankey BYE

AVERAGE CARTMAN TAKING CLOUT…

Stendy back at the movies AAAAAAA

AWWW HE GRABBED HER TISSUE THAT’S SWEET OF STAN <3333

So ur telling me Kyle had a piece of shit in his mouth and there’s photo evidence??? NOT COOL

Style “I’m here for u” ugh they’re besties fr fr

Wendy asks stan to see a movie and immediately abandons Kyle HE’S WHIPPED

But also how dare u Stanley KYLE NEEDED U

OH MY GOD. JWGJBSDBGKJDSBKJSDB STAN IS TRYING TO HOLD HER HAND DURING THE MOVIEEDDJVFJKJKNFV KFV

WaIT IS THAT WHAT HE WAS TRYING TO DO THE WHOLE TIME? HOLD HER HAND?!?!?!?!?!?

I’M mentally unwell

No bc end me I’m CRYING SOBBING THROWING UP

HE TRIES TWICE ????F?E?G?G?F no bc that’s so fucking cute

No bc it’s Stanley “she’s not my girlfriend” marsh to Stanley “this girl is so cute i wanna hold her hand” marsh

OMG SHE GRABS HIS HAND AND THYE HOLD HANDS GFJGDFJKNDFGJKFJKDFVJNK. STOPP IT RN

AAAAA THEY ARE JUST <3333333333333

And… stan vomits, per usual lol

They still hold hands stop it

Wendy: i think I’ve seen this film before but instead she loves the ending <3

God y’all i just love stendy so much

Kyle & Stan friendship secured so sweet

Literally wtf i will never understand the talking piece of shit sorry Kyle

Wendy apologizing to stan abt taking him to the films when I KNOW DEEP DOWN MY SON WAS THRIVING BEING ALONE WITH WENDY

He forgives her wbk wbk

Ain’t no back talk on my ship u fools

THEY ARE HOLDING HANDS AGAIN FDGJKNFDKJNFDGKJFDG pls tell me they’re dating again i need them

Oh my god stendy saved this episode thank you

EPISODE 10:

SO WE STARTING THIS with stan’s mom and sister at the hospital oh i know this gonna b weird

NO NOT CHICKEN POX

Omg stan ur gonna get THE POX FEJNCCKEN

Stan and Kyle’s families are so close !!

Oh and liane <3

DON’T DRAG KENNY YOU DINGOS

“IN THE GHETTOOOOOO” omg the TikTok meme is here SLAY i loved this one haha

EGGO WAFFLES FOR DIN ??? ME TOO BABE

Cartman SHUT UR MOUTH

Oh god Kenny’s family is so chaotic i hate it they deserved better

Kyle and stan have matching sleeping bags AWWWWW

Kenny can’t afford normal dinner food but can clap the lights off???? MAKE IT MAKE SENSE

OFC THEY ALL GET THE POX

GODS AND CLODS ??? LMAO

lol not Sheila making Kyle get the pox bc he’s the golden child that won’t get sick

OMG KYLE IS THE ONLT HEALTHY PERSON LEFT

So i remembered that stan hates hospitals and i can’t imagine what’s going thru his head right now besides being pissed abt hw

THEY JUST STORM INTO HIS BATHROOM WHILE HES NAKEY

KYLE’S PAPER HAHA

I’m actually cackling AT THIS SEQUENCE VNVNKJSDNKJV

NOOOOO NOT KYLE

EPISODE 11:

Garrison RELAX

Cartman is perfect for the cheesy poofs comm

Creepy girl….

Omg this poor deranged kiddo :(

FOOTLOOSE a BOP

KYLE ATE THAT HAIKU

ALSO KENNY !!!! SLAY

Kyle is eating these haikus ugh as he should

HYPNOSIS.

Eric kinda popped off

Mackey OMG U DID NOT

My throat hurts >:(

Haha CHEESY POOF

Eric’s one second of fame— relatable

The one time Eric slayed werk

EPISODE 12:

Okay ngl, if this is the episode i think it is, imma pass away

I’ve seen clips on TikTok ok

Omg THE KIDS PLAYING MILITARY OMG CDSNJDIJ

Kenny PLS JNCJDNJKNS

WENDY AND BEBE

“Kyle, doesn’t bebe look pretty today?” Omg it’s KYBE TIME

It’s the way i stan stendy, style, kybe, bendy and stendyle all at once I AM WINNINGGGG

Stendy walks away from Kyle and bebe omg omg

KYLE PUTS HIS ARMS AROUND HIS BACK U KNOW BEBE A STUNNER SHE’S A DAME

Wendy the nations’ KYBE leader, stan the second in command

Stan: no

TRUTH OR DARE LOL

BEBE.

All bebe sees is cake. That’s it. Kyle’s cake. Living, breathing legend.

Wendy setting them up AW

Stan: WE NEED TO MAKE A CLUB HOUSE STAT

Kyle: ?!?!?!?!?

Rare Cartman & Kenny duo things

SHARON MOTHER RELAX

OMG BEBE PASSING A NOTE FDSKBFSDKJGB

DSKJBDSGKJBSGBDKSDK STYLE CONTENT LMAOOOO

But AYO bebe really likes Kyle’s booTAY

The PARENTS ARE FIGHTINNN

Bebe: AYO Kyle LET’S SEE THAT ASSSSS

Kyle: aight?

“I WANNA BE DARED TO KISS HER” STAN OMG DSJNFDSJBGSKD i love stendy crumbs YES

What THE FUCK NOT SHARON & RANDY DIVORCING FSBJKSGDJKGDSDKBJ NO

WHO THE FUCK IS ROY

Get the FUCK OUTTA HERE BRO

Stan was too stunned to speak

Wtf is HAPPENING ?!?!?! Poor Stanley

Stan preaching to the CHOIR

TRUTH OR DARE

The boys are SHAKING

Wendy slayed okay Kyle PUCKER UP

I HC WHEN THEY OLDER THAT BEBE IS A GOOD KISSER and tbh so is Kyle but the first few times Kyle is all tongue and no lip— nasty bro

Kyle will never take a chance to let cartman win that’s just fact

AAAA KYBE

Kyle: AAA

Omg dude it’s ur first kiss relax

“Fucking sickening” but make it with the rupaul YASSIFICATION

Stan: looks intensely at Wendy’s lips

OLDER!HC: stan is like. addicted to Wendy’s lips. All he wants to do is show his affection ALL THE TIME but is also shy abt it??? LMAO

Stan: Dare RIZZ

ROY FUCK OFF

GOD DAMMIT ROY U FUCKED IT UP

Omg kybe okay please let this be good

BEBE GIRL Y’ALL WEREN’T EVEN DATING

LMAOOONSDFNSD

Kyle is flabbergasted

OFC she hooks up with Clyde right after BRUH

But i also like Clybe so it’s okay

Omg STAN NOT THE BEAR TRAP DON’T GET HIM IN THE BEAR TRAP

Alas, OFC Sharon and randy stay strong go get ur dick girl

“CLUBHOUSES ARE MAGICAL” —stan marsh, as his parents are fucking in the clubhouse he built

EXCUSE ME BEBE WHAT THE FUCK

I hope he didn’t do it omg

EPISODE 13:

What the hell

Kyle beating cartman is my favourite

“THESE ARE MY FUCKING FOOD STAMPS, HOW AM I GONNA EAT WITHOUT THESE FOOD STAMPS?” — KENNY MCCORMICK

Kyle threatening Cartman so true bestie

Oh god this is gonna fucking suck

Cartman being flung OUCH

WHEN CARTMAN HITS THE SNOW AAA

excuse me? not the prostitute

this is bad broken vietnamese UGH

CARTMAN.

kenny robbed

stan and kyle playing with the dolls is so wholesome <3

EPISODE 14:

why didn't I know kyle's dad was a lawyer? interesting

little german dance

WAIT STENDY IS DATING AGAIN DFSJBGSBJKGSDKBJ

"hey, elton, if I give you these lyrics, will you write a song for my GIRLFRIEND wendy?"

DEAD

he wants to gift her a song NO ONE SPEAK TO ME

not me actually tearing up irl THIS IS EMBARASSING

but no fr stan is WHIPPED I love that for him

chef hoeing out with kyle's mom??? huh

NOT MISS CRAB TREE. chef rly do be desperate

Mr mackey crowd surfing ended me LMAOO

elton SINGING THE SONG STAN WANTED HIM TO WRITE FOR WENDY :')

WENDY LOOKING AT STAN ugh the fluff they exude

CHEWBACCA

EPISODE 15:

UGH THIS BORDER MAKES ME WANNA FIGHT A BITCH

uhm... this is sus cartman

oh this is a Halloween ep cool

oh WAIT I'VE SEEN THIS ONE ON TIKTOK TOO

creepy murder fish

"hella"

god my paranoia could NEVER

POOR KENNY HIS ROOF IS LEAKY :(

JESUS christ that goldfish scares me

NOT KILL

not the slap from shelly oml HAHA

stan- OMG NOT THE DEAD PERSON

"mommy's little angel" correct, my son is babie

not the SQUASH DFSKJBDSKBDSKB

cartman on some shit rn omg

WHAT THE FUCK TWO CARTMANS

cartman using aunt flo as a massage chair cackles a lil

sharon not giving a single fuck about randy's accusations

oh no not stan and kyle's alts

EPISODE 16:

stan gets told not to go: goes anyway

kenny riding shotgun and not giving a RAT'S ASS until money is thrown

god i'd die if I had to listen to singing for 6 hours

liane is just. so cool ok

kyle: AAAA

EYE- stan that's not cool bad noodle

EW I FEEL BACK FOR KYLE

kenny hoarding food HA

charles: how would u like to come with me to another secluded part of the mall?

kenny: ok

don't mess w kyle brofloski period

kyle: still mad abt mr.hankey

they all getting shot at but kyle has PRIORITIES

SHARON LMFNNKSDFB GET HIM

stan: sorry

HAHAHAH

EPISODE 17:

TWEEEKKKKKK OMG HIS FIRST APPEARANCE AND LINES <3

my deranged son <3 ily tweek

omg tweek's family runs a coffee shop <3 so cute

tweek he's so cute with his little gnome story

oh shit 8 year olds w coffee

THIS IS GONNA BE PSYCHO

OH GOD LMAOOO

Cartman sleeping in his puke yikes

oh he has ADD :'( little bean

Cartman slayed this time haha

Working w the underwear gnomes haha

Side not: my cats are finally sleeping on the same bed and not killing each other <3

OMG Y’ALL HAHAHAHA

EPISODE 18: (SEASON FINALE)

Is this an impersonation of Owen Wilson ??? LMAO

KyLE Y’ALL ARE 8 NO

The WAY STAN CIRCLES DOWN INTO THE CAVE DSJNFJKSDNG HE’S SO CUTE

And there’s the vomit

I’m starting to wonder if Stan has bad motion sickness or he just has a shit immune system

Cartman referencing my favourite movie of all time??? That was iconic of him. grease is MY FAVOURITE MOVIE <333333333

Style fighting >:(

Cartman so true abt style fighting

1999 ??? My birth year??? Epic

“ASSMASTER”

NO OH MY GOD STYLE Y’ALL ARE IN YOUR DIVORCE ERA

Nah bc they are such good friends they better get back together at the end of the episode

When Kyle doesn’t finish Stan’s line abt Kenny… u KNOW THEY FIGHTINGG

THE girlies ARE FIGHTING THEY IN THEIR WWE ARC

Larry u tell ‘em

Overall, season 2 better than season 1, 8/10

#faves: south park #viv watches #I’m so fucking sick rn so I’m happy to have a day to do nothing and binge <3 #I’m nervous bc i know that stendy goes downhill in later seasons but I’m living it up rn #also i wish Kenny doesn’t get killed in every ep he’s been thru the wringer #current fave characters are stendyle + Kenny #and also mr.mackey- a living breathing legend #but yeah onto SEASON THREE BABES

[wowimherenow]

—Well...huh... Hi! (?). I guess.

Nice to meet you all <:D!

I'm a little anxious about it all: being here, posting here...It's first time I'm using Tumblr. Moving from old channel (?) to here, 'cause it seems like it is dead :т. I mean RLLY dead... Damn...But, sorry 'bout some complaines! ^^' Just wanna tell, why I'm here now.

So, hope everything will be better than before! I'm usually worry about everything — kinda nervous human, it's OK. Idk why I telling it to all of you...But, fine, why not?

Just trying to introduce myself.

If you wanna know (IDK for what, but...): I'm just 17-years-old human, 5,25 ft tall, she/her, if you need it, like a lot of things, but mostly other people, chocolate with waffles or coffee, my best friend (U r awesome! :3), helping others aaaand Will Wood's music! Kinda hyperactive, very fond of walking!!✨️

And love to draw, of corse! Anything. Drawing fanart (for this moment focusing on Wonder Over Yonder. Pice of wonderful...), OCs, gonna draw my own comics soon, sometimes strange scetches.

And I will be REALLY goddamn HAPPY, just to meet all of you again as soon, as possible! <:3.

Also, sorry for my bad english. I'm still learning it: know kinda a lot, but still making mistakes, even when I write on my main language ^^'. Not so much of corse, just a little, 3-10 for 4 pages. But, OK.

So, time to say "see you soon", I guess.

Bye!

Have an amazing day! ;3

#artists on tumblr #sorry for my poor english #welcome to my blog #I like dumb hastings #first post there #Wow... #scetch #and i like u too!

[bangcockbuggin]

SECRETS PT2

warnings: nothing

word count: good question

we’re just gonna pretend i didn’t disappear for like 4 months lol, ok part two! i might make this into a story but idk yet

_______________________________

Monday 7:00am- Y/n’s POV

i wake up to my alarm and get in the shower really quick, while i’m in the shower i was thinking about friday and what happened with peter. Dad and pepper are leaving tomorrow for a week because superhero stuff and i’m alone with Morgan.

I hopped out of the shower and threw on a pair of sweatpants and a cropped top.

“Y/n!” i heard pepper yell from downstairs

i go downstairs to the kitchen to see she made me breakfast

“good morning, since me and you’re dad are going to be gone all week i thought we could have a girls day” she says

“i have school” i say taking a bite of my waffle

“you can skip” she smirks

“okay let me go and look a bit nicer” i head up stairs

Monday 8:30 am- PETERS POV

i’m in first period where i’m normally sitting next to y/n, but she’s not here. she’s always here, and she’s never late. i’m gonna text her

____________

me: Y/n! where are you??

y/n <3: relax bugboy, since pepper and dad are gonna be gone pepper said we’re gonna have a girls day. now pay attention

me: you could’ve texted me and said something

y/n <3: yeah i could’ve… but i didn’t ok bye

me: byee

____________

“ahem mr. parker” the teacher looks at me

shit.

“oh sorry my uh aunt was calling me and i said i was in class” i made up and excuse

“you know the rules, next time i see it out, it’s mine” she taps her foot on the ground while continuing her lesson. her very boring lesson

____________ y/n’s POV

me and pepper leave the house to go to the mall for some shopping

“sooo, how are you and peter?” she asks

“we’re fine” i say nervous

“just fine? i’ll just pretend i didn’t see you and him kiss on the cameras” she says smirky

“shit!” i say quietly

“it’s okay i won’t tell you’re dad, but you’ll have too eventually morgan is getting suspicious” she tells me

“yeah peter already told me, that girl can’t be quiet. I haven’t talked to him since this morning and he was wondering where i was. I’m too nervous”

“don’t be! invite him over when me and tony are done. I’ll make sure i turn off jarvis’ camera before we leave. That means i trust you though, so no funny business!”

“yes yes, i know.”

we continue shopping and get lunch on the way back . Dad greets us and he’s just about to leave for training

“bye dad go kick ass!” i yell when he shuts the door

“will do!” he gets in his car and drives

___________________________

An: ok i don’t think this is the best but it’ll do, i’ll have another one posted tomorrow but my birthday is coming up so we’ll see!!

#peter parker #pepper pots #fiction #writing #celebrities #music #actor #hollywood

[theringers]

australia - mick schumacher

best friends pt 2

prompt: “we’re just…friends.” “friends don’t do this type of shit!” “We’re not just friends and you fucking know it.” “We’ve always been more than just friends.”

a/n: hi i’m sorry this is shitty and totally unedited but I wanted to get this up for y’all so if it doesn’t make sense or is lacking detail i apologize. but this shit made me sad ok bye

i also didn’t directly follow the prompt sry

warnings: nsfw, 18+, public sex pls, teasing, idk, sad shit

You were sitting around the kitchen table feeling the ocean breeze come through the door.

“Morning,” Mick said, rubbing his eyes. His flannel pants didn’t seem appropriate for the summer weather.

He sat down in the chair next to you and pulled a few waffles onto his plate. Your moms were invested in a conversation at the kitchen island.

“We need to talk,” he said, cutting up the waffles in front of him.

You weren’t sure how this conversation was going to go.

The sound of forks and knives on the plates were all you could hear besides the faint conversation your moms were having. The silence was awkward. Nothing was ever awkward with Mick, you were best friends.

He ate his waffle in just a few bites and headed straight down to the beach to get a quiet place to speak to you.

“We shouldn’t have done that,” he said, sitting down on his towel with his legs to his chest.

You weren’t expecting him to say that at all. “Why not?”

He sighed an pursed his lips before speaking. “It would just mess things up with us, you know…”

“But we did it. It happened. I’m not sitting here on my knees begging you to do it again. Just please don’t regret it.”

He huffed. “Okay, I don’t regret it. I shouldn’t have said it that way. I had a great night with you.”

“So whats the problem here then?” You really weren’t sure what he was going on about.

“I don’t know how you’re feeling and I would like to react accordingly please.” He smirked a bit, always one to joke around.

“I’m feeling fine, thanks.” You smiled at him.

“I-I mean about last night,”

“Your dick was great. I was satisfied, if that’s what you’re wondering.” You both burst out in laughter. Even if it’s not what he wanted to hear, he enjoyed hearing it.

“What I should have asked the first time was, where do we stand?” He seemed keen on not ruining the relationship you already had.

“You’re my best friend, Mick.”

“And you’re mine as well.” He nodded. “But we’re not just friends and you fucking know it. I thoroughly enjoyed myself last night.” He stuck his tongue out. “But I don’t know if we should move any further past this.”

“Why not?” You asked. If he enjoyed it, why didn’t he want to pursue things?

“We don’t know what the next few months will hold for us.” He scooted closer to you and let his hand rest on your thigh. “Grad school? Traveling? I don’t know.”

He looked down at you when you spoke. “Isn’t that the beauty of stuff like this? The unknown?”

“I guess it is. I don’t want to ruin our friendship.”

His fingers on your thigh suddenly got burning hot as they slowly made their way towards your center.

“But just like you said,” his fingers rested on top of your bikini bottom. “It already happened.” They started to move on you, making you instinctively buck your hips. “Nothing we can do about it now. Damage was already done.” He licked his lips and focused on you. You were on a private beach. Corinna’s house was the last on the block. A forest lined the edge of the beach with tons of trees, so no one ever passed by.

“Our moms will see, they’ll be down any moment,” you said, breathing in and looking down at his fingers before letting out a heavy breath.

“You know we’ll hear them before they see us anyway,” he moved his fingers just enough to elicit the slightest reaction from you. “Just let me make you feel good.”

He shifted on his towel to angle himself more towards you.

“Mick?!” you heard his mom shout from the house. He jumped at her voice and took his hands off of you.

“Yes, mom?”

“Help me with some stuff in the attic quickly?” He huffed but stood up to go help his mother.

You giggled slightly and shooed him back toward the house. “Go.” He popped up and dusted the sand off his coral swim shorts. You admired his muscular back as he walked back towards the house, noticing a few marks - one on his neck and two nail marks down the middle. Nothing too suspicious but you knew they were from you.

This was the perfect time to lay back and relax, getting some sun and much needed rest. You couldn’t help but smile when the memories of the night before ran through your head. A wave of peace and solitude came over you thinking about how this all makes sense. This is exactly where you’re supposed to be. You have always been told by older relatives and friends“when you know, you know”. There was going to be this amazing moment of realization when it hits you that someone is your forever.

You didn’t know if Mick was your forever but it sure felt like something special. This was the deep breath of fresh air you let out when everything’s going according to plan, except this time you didn’t plan everything. The feeling of pure content was hard to come by with you unless it was planned. That’s what made this feel so amazing.

The sound of the waves grounded you and you thought about how things were going to go once summer was over. Coming to the beach every summer was the best. You were able to completely disconnect and forget about the worries of the real world, it was almost magical.

Your mom got to spend 3 months every year with her best friend, and because of that, her two kids got best friends along with it. It could have gone so many different ways. You could have all hated each other as kids, making your mothers miserable.

Your friends at school were always jealous of you and Mick. When you were 5, other kids made fun of you for playing with a boy. In middle school, your friends stopped hanging out with you because you were too busy with Mick. “He’s family, though. I wouldn’t be mad at you for being with family!” was always your rebuttal. Mick’s high school girlfriend of two months broke up with him because he refused to stop being friends with you. The same happened with you except it was a year long relationship that ended.

So, after all that, it made sense that you were laying on the beach now, at peace. You were exactly where you should be at that moment.

The rest of the day was spent lounging on your towels, turning side to side to get an even tan. Soft summertime music played on your speaker next to an opened bag of pretzels, definitely filled with sand and a few soggy pretzels.

You dozed off for some time. You felt like you were barely asleep but turns out it had been hours.

A rocking feeling woke you up from your slumber and you rubbed your eyes. You twisted your back to see Mick’s smiling face standing beside your towel. The image of your body was perfectly clear in his reflective sunglasses and you could see his eyes wander to your cheeky bikini bottoms. “Want to swim? Oh, and you need more sunscreen on your back or you’re gonna turn into a lobster.” He tossed you the bottle of sun lotion.

“I’ll be in once this dries,” you yelled as he walked backwards into the ocean.

When you stepped into the water, he held his arms out for you to run into. “Hi,” he wrapped his arms around you and rocked back and forth.

“What did your mom need help with in the attic?” You asked, your face being squeezed into his bicep.

“She wanted help bringing some of my dad’s old things down.” He started to make his way into deeper waters as he loosened his grip on you.

“Ah.”

“Just some old books and a few boxes from his childhood, I guess? I’ve never seen them before but we kept them here because we were running out of space at home.”

“Makes sense.” The water was almost at shoulder level so you grasped his neck and held onto him. His hands held onto your back and pulled you close to him, planting a quick kiss on your lips. His hands inched lower, eventually pulling the back of your thighs up so you could wrap your legs around his waist. “Mick!”

“What?” He laughed innocently.

“Our moms could see.” You pointed to the house up on the hill, the kitchen window in full view of the beach.

“Do you think they would actually be mad if they saw us kiss? We’re adults. Plus, they would be cheering to finally have their babies together.”

“You’ve got a point there.” One of his hands moved closer to your ass, a finger brushing against your sensitive spot.

You pulled his face into yours, this time you both laughed into the kiss. He spoke against your lips. “Do you think they would notice if I fucked you just like this?” His words rushed down your body right to where his hand was teasing you, making you want more.

“That’s very naughty of you,” you smiled.

“Are you surprised?”

“I didn’t peg you as an exhibitionist,” you tilted your head to the side and pressed your soft lips to his cheek.

“There’s a lot about me you don’t know,” he winked. He wasn’t wrong. You saw a new side of him last night. Yeah, you grew up wondering what it would be like but your dream scenario could never compare to the way his body moved with yours last night.

“Anything important I should know?”

“You’ll figure it out as we go.” He placed his lips on your nose softly and then your lips. “But I will say one thing, and that’s if you ever put a finger in my ass, I’ll marry you on the spot.”

“Oh,” you were taken back at his confession.

“I’m joking,” he let out a slight giggle.

“Are you though?”

“Totally,”

“Well, we will find out eventually,” you stuck your tongue out at him. 

He slid your bikini bottoms to the side and ran his finger between your folds. “I can be quick, I promise.”

You moved your hips against his fingers and moaned softly into his ear. “There’s a lot of things you don’t know about me, Mick. Fuck me nice and slow.”

He discreetly pulled down his swim shorts, letting his hard cock free. You felt the tip brush against your core. Licking your lips, you looked at Mick and slowly ground yourself against his now painfully hard cock. It was important that you didn’t draw too much attention and looked totally normal from the chest up.

“Don’t tease me like that right now,” he said, stroking himself a few times before adjusting your positioning and lowering yourself onto him. Your jaw dropped at the feeling, still not used to his size.

“If you just move slow, it’ll look totally normal.” You both laughed.

“Fuck, you feel so good, though. I might not be able to go slow.” He held onto your hips and guided you up and down, trying to look like he was just holding you up where you couldn’t touch.

“And it’s turning you on like crazy, isn’t it? Fucking in public? Not behind a closed door?”

“Fucking you is turning me on like crazy. Your pussy feels amazing.” You could feel him stretch you with every thrust.

You leaned down to rest your head on his shoulder, the feeling getting to be too much that you weren’t able to control your facial expressions. His shoulder muscles flexed as he guided your body, making your walls clench around him at the sight. “You look so hot right now.”

He tugged at the bottom of your hair from behind and picked your head up. “I want you to look at me while you cum.”

You looked straight in his blue eyes and smiled, loving the new Mick. His hands rested on your back as you leaned into them, your head falling while you flexed your hips on his cock. The temperature of your body began to rise and a pleasant numbness ran from your feet to your head.

Watching you smile in pleasure sent him over the edge. “Y/n,” he said softly, squeezing his eyes shut.

You fell back into his arms and put your head on his chest, his heart pounding against your ear. His breathing was still heavy but beginning to steady. “Let’s go get cleaned up for dinner,” he whispered as he kissed your temple.

You packed up your beach supplies and headed up the stairs to the deck. Your moms were doing just the same, cleaning up cans from the side tables and throwing their towels over their shoulders. You let out a sigh of relief knowing that they were out on the deck and couldn’t see you from where the chairs were.

A hot shower felt incredible after the sunburn you got from falling asleep in the sun. That was always the most amazing feeling that definitely couldn’t be beat. Everyone seated around the kitchen table was sun kissed and freshly showered, smelling of shampoo and lingering sunscreen.

Corrina brought down the last remaining thing to the table, some napkins, in one hand and she picked up an opened envelope from the counter with the other.

She handed it to Mick while you focused on his hand in front of you grabbing it. The things those hands could do.

“What’s this?” He said between bites of food, holding his hand in front of his mouth.

“It’s from the internship. Your stipend is in there finally.” She looked relieved and Mick’s eyes went wide.

“Mick, I didn’t know you got an internship!” Your mom was definitely excited for him. You had been putting off any conversation about what’s next for a while. You’d just wished Mick had told you if he had a job.

“I didn’t either.” You fake smiled at him and he took notice of your attitude.

Corinna spoke up. “He’s leaving me so soon!” She looked to be overly emotional but trying to hide it. “Australia is just so far and two weeks is too soon.”

Australia? What? There’s no way.

“You’re going to Australia?” You asked.

“I’m sorry I was going to tell you earlier.” His face was unmoving yet apologetic. He wasn’t expecting his mom to bring up Australia right now, especially before he could tell you himself.

“Uh, yeah. Some warning would have been nice, jackass.” You threw the napkin in your lap onto the table and stormed upstairs, slamming the door in the process.

He was leaving you to go all the way to Australia? How could he do that? Things were just getting started with you two. Everything was falling into place.

You heard your bedroom door creek open. “Y/n, I’m so sorry.” Mick peeked his head in.

“How long have you known?”

“About a month now.” Your heart sank. He kept it from you this whole time and pretended everything was normal.

“And you choose last night as the ideal date to fuck me.” You held your head in your hands as the tears fell. “I was so stupid.”

He ran to console you, but you stopped him. “Don’t even try. You’re a fucking asshole. I don’t want to see you.”

“I hate seeing you like this. I’m so sorry, please,” he pleaded with you, “just let me explain.”

“No. Get out.”

He wanted you to understand how he was feeling but he knew to respect your space. You always needed ten minutes to cool down from anything before you talked, so he was going to give you that.

Unfortunately for him, he waited a little too long this time. He walked into your room to see the drawers opened and clothes all over. He looked around in confusion and went down to the kitchen, hoping to talk to you.

Your moms were still seated at the table, finishing dinner. “Where’s y/n?” He asked.

“She left, sweetie.” Corinna said, eyes looking sad.

“When will she be back? I need to talk to her.” He paced back and forth with worry. He needed to tell her how he really felt. She wasn’t stupid. She was so right.

“For the summer, Mick. She went home.”

Over the years, things came up and derailed plans. Nothing was ever guaranteed, another summer especially. No one ever went home without saying goodbye. Until tonight.

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A knock at your door stopped you from chopping the vegetables for dinner tonight. It was your fiancé’s birthday and you were making the side salad to go with some steak. Inconveniently, he was forced to work late tonight so you still had a good two hours before he was back at your apartment. You wiped your hands on a kitchen towel and opened your front door.

You locked eyes with a man you hadn’t heard from in a year. “Mick?”

“Hi,” he smiled and held his arms out, his lower lip obviously quivering. You ran to him immediately and breathed in his scent, an all to familiar one. “I missed you,” he said into your hair, placing a kiss on top of your head.

Had it been a year already? You leaned back and covered your mouth, still in shock that he was standing in front of you. His eyes landed on the engagement ring on your finger.

You heard sniffles come from him. “Don’t do it,” he said softly. “Please don’t marry him, y/n.”

“Mick, I-” Your chest was in physical pain to hear him beg like that.

“You can’t.” His cheeks were pink and his eyes were a deeper shade of blue, something that always happened after he cried.

“You left me. For Australia.”

“You didn’t even give me a chance to say goodbye! You just up and left. How is that fair?” He held his hands out in front of him in frustration.

“You lied to me.” The room went silent. You wouldn’t have resented him so much if he had just told you the truth and not lead you on.

“I’m so sorry. You’re my best friend and I need you.”

“Best friends don’t do this type of shit,” you shot back at him. He betrayed your trust and kept secrets from you.

“I love you, y/n.”

The tears started to fall and you held your hand up to wipe them away. “Please don’t,” you said between sobs.

“I’ve loved you this whole time.” He shook his head, disappointed in himself for waiting this long. “I’ve loved you since I was a kid. And I knew it too. I just didn’t want to lose you.”

“And somehow, forgetting to tell me about moving to Australia wasn’t calculated into this? You lost me. And you didn’t even get the chance to love me.” You felt unable to catch your breath between the tears.

“You’re breaking my heart, y/n. Please don’t do this to me.” His eyes were red and puffy and his lips were swollen.

You sniffled and breathed in, trying to collect yourself to speak. “I have been in love with you since I knew what love was.” You could see the heartbreak on his face. “You have no idea how happy I was that night. I thought we were finally going to get our chance, you know? To at least see what it would be like.”

“Why did you leave?”

“You lied to me. I wanted to be without you on my own terms. I took matters into my own hands.”

“I’m so sorry. I never meant for any of this to happen. Please, let’s go somewhere and talk,” he held out his hand for you.

You stayed put and he pleaded. “Y/n?” Your focus was on the carpet, unable to look him in the eyes.

“Please,” he said breathlessly.

You took a deep breath and looked up at him. “Your invitation is in the mail. It should be arriving to your mom’s house any day now.” You took a step back and shut the door, the tears pouring out as soon as you were alone.

#f1 imagine #f1 smut #f1 x reader #mick schumacher fanfic #mick schumacher smut #mick schumacher imagine #f1 asks #smut prompts #f1 fanfic #f1 blurb #f1 smut asks #ms

[anordinarymuse]

could you do a kaz imagine based on “the moment I knew” by taylor swift?? super angst but with a happy ending 🥺 ily thank u

my dumbass thought this was for a diff char and made a whole plot for somebody else rip it's ok though enjoy and ily2 <3

departure.

Kaz Brekker x Fem!Reader

Summary : you are grisha btw a heartrender bc i'd want

Warnings : angstyish idk i tried; unedited.

Word Count : 756

A/N : i'm halfway through Crooked Kingdom.

the masterlist.

request here.

You hand your heavy second hand trunks to a sailor on the dock. You squeeze your eyes shut tight, feeling all the heartbeats of those around you pumping at different rates. You quickly open your eyes back up.

Turning back around, away from facing the boat, you study the twisty turns of the Ketterdam that lay in the far distance. The dingy smell of the city lingers in the air, mixing with the salty sea breeze. The mist of the ocean waters dust around you, leaving everything slightly damp.

"Y/N!" A familiar voice shouts, you snap your head to that direction.

"Nina?" Your ask, grinning, as she runs up to you hugging you tight. Masking the scent of cross-contaminated air is the wafting of sweet syrup and waffles surrounds Nina.

"Inej and Jesper couldn't come, something with something. I'm not to sure they didn't reveal anything," Nina's voice is filled with sorry, but you don't mind. You'd already said goodbye to them earlier that day, and if they had come you were afraid of shedding tears.

"When do you have to board?" Nina asks, staring at the large boat.

"Soon," you reply, taking a glance at your watch. Nina, for some reason, seemed angsty. "Do you have somewhere to be?"

"I do. I have an appointment thing that couldn't be switched," Nina responds sheepishly, her cheeks turning a light pink, "Have you seen Kaz?"

You bite your lip at Kaz's name, you hadn't seem since you told him when you were leaving. You were almost sure he was trying to avoid you, but you had no idea why, "I haven't."

"I'm sure he'll at least say bye," hesitance is lined in her voice. "I'm so sorry but I have to go now. I'm going to miss you so much, Y/N."

Nina pulls in for a second hug and you whisper, "Me too, Nina, write me if you can?"

"I will, promise," she squeezes you tight before letting you go, waving as she hesitantly walks away, "Bye!"

"Bye!" You wave you arm in return, watching as Nina starts as a figure then turns to a speck of nothing.

You sigh, your heart feeling heavy. When you turn back to look at the boat, a tug makes a you almost regret the decision of leaving Ketterdam. But when you think about it for a moment longer you know that you have to get back to Ravka.

Turning back around to get last looks at Ketterdam, you stare at the path that leads to the dock. You envision Kaz walking down the gravel road but you bite your lower lip when he doesn't appear.

One of the sailors walk past you and your voice is shaky when you speak to him, "Can we wait for a moment?"

The sailor looks down at his watch and looks back at you lacking any sympathy, "All I can give you is five minutes."

You nod, shoulders dropping. You stand and wait at the edge of the dock, not wanting to board to the boat quite yet. If you did Kaz not saying farewell would feel too real.

Is he really not going to come?

I should've known better.

How could I let my hopes get so high?

You feel sorry for yourself as you turn your heel, taking the two steps it takes to get aboard the ship. The bell to begin untying the boat from the posts rings, and it only makes you feel worse.

You lean against the railing of the deck, so far you almost fall off. Your eyes subconsciously study the dock, wishing Kaz would just appear.

You can hear the taunting of sailors when you really do almost fall of the side of the boat but you do your best to ignore them.

When the second to last bell rings your stomach turns, and disappointment ensues. However, as you take a last glance at the dock a shadowed figure in the far distance is running, better hobbling.

"Kaz?" Your voice high in disbelief, you can feel the drop in you jaw as the unmistakable Kaz Brekker, gloved hands, fedora and all, makes his way across the gravel path to you on the deck of the boat.

"Y/N," he replies softly not flinching when you hug him, holding him tight in your arms not wanting to let go.

"What's that?" You ask, eyeing the sturdy leather box Kaz holds by the handle. Kaz's expression remains the same but the feeling of suspicion arises.

"My luggage."

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[loousir]

Soulmates {Oikawa Tooru}

Oikawa Tooru x Male Reader Part One

Anime: Haikyuu!!

Warnings: I dont think there is any?

Masterlist | Part Two

AU: Soulmates can have a different way of finding their partner. Yours is after both partners are at least 18, on the youngers birthday, they will swap bodies. They have to share their first of something together in order to return to their respective body. (Ex. Sharing their first kiss, first drink etc.)(If one has already kissed or shared a drink, for example, it wont count as sharing a first) Oikawa's is knowing what their first words to you are.

Originally Posted on February 2, 2021

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Today was finally your birthday. That meant that you would get to find out who your soulmate was. You were nervous but knew about it so you were prepared. A little.

You were getting dressed to go to school today and thankfully it was the end of the week so you'd have all weekend to find your soulmate. What nice and convenient timing. You did your morning routine before getting changed into your uniform. After pulling up you striped brown pants and adjusting your white jacket, you slipped the red tie around your neck before grabbing your things and heading downstairs.

You said a quick goodbye to your mom after stealing a toaster waffle and your lunch. You slipped on your shoes and headed out to school.

On the way there, you ran into Iwaizumi and Oikawa. You were very good acquaintances but not close enough to consider friends, like hanging at each others houses kind of friends. You and Iwaizumi shared class together but the three of you almost always walked to school together.

"Happy birthday (Y/n)-kun! You're finally 18 right?" Oikawa asked, slinging his arm around your shoulder and leaning on your slightly smaller frame. He poked your cheek gently as you ate, trying to get a reply out of you. "Shittykawa, cant you see he's eating something? Let him chew first." Oikawa pouted slightly at his "nickname" and sighed.

You finished chewing and nodded. "Yeah, I'm 18 today. I'll find out who my soulmate is tomorrow and I really hope it isn't you." You said in a serious tone as the three of you continued walking to Aoba Johsai. Oikawa whined on the way there with Iwaizumi butting in to shut him up.

The trio finally made it to school and went their separate ways, aka you and Iwaizumi in one and Oikawa right next door.

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The day started and went on normally til lunch.

Iwaizumi and Oikawa usually go to their practice but today they invited you to eat with them. You accepted not exactly knowing why.

"So (Y/n)-kun~ Who do you think is your soulmate?" You shrugged as you ate your bento, glancing up at Oikawa. "You really wanna know?" You asked taking another bite. Oikawa nodded as he ate his own bento. Iwaizumi smirked over to you as he ate his lunch as well. "You should tell him (L/n)-san."

"I hope it turns out to be Kageyama."

Oikawa practically snorted out his drink and stared at you in shock. "You cant be serious?! Him?!" You laughed at the water running down his face and shook your head. You grabbed a napkin you had and wiped the pretty setters face. "Of course not."

Oikawa let out a sigh of relief. "I'd want Daichi to be my soulmate." You said in a dreamy tone as Oikawa choked on his rice. Iwaizumi had nothing today besides laughing at the scene in front of him. Oikawa leaned on his good knee over to you and gripped your shoulders. He shook you gently as he cried, saying something about 'anyone but the wingless crows.'

Iwaizumi pulled him off you after a minute and scolded him. You finished up your bento and checked your phone. There was 40 minutes of lunch left when you looked to the best friends. "So, what did you guys invite me to hang for?" Iwaizumi looked over to you and tilted his head slightly. "Are we not allowed to invite a friend to hang out?"

You leaned back on your hands and closed your eyes, letting your head fall backwards. "You are, it's just, weird. The Cap and vice Cap of the volleyball team invite a lowly art club member to hang out at lunch together. Sounds a bit odd doesnt it?"

Iwaizumi nodded and Oikawa didnt respond. You lifted your head up to see Oikawa a bit of a distance away, surrounded by a flock of girls. "Its your turn to pull him away. I'm gonna go check something." You sighed and stood up.

"Hey, shittykawa." Oikawa instantly turned around at the nickname and his fan girls became upset with you calling him that. "(Y/n)-kun~ You're taking after Iwaizumiii~" He said walking over to you. "And we were supposed to be hanging out." You said acting all coy. "You promised me we would this morning..." You whispered just loud enough for everyone to hear.

The girls were jealous and talking amongst themselves as Oikawa just looking at you, shocked. He had a deep blush covering his cheeks as you folded your hands together in front of you and looked to the ground with a pout. "(Y/n)-kun..." You looked up to him with puppy dog eyes. He suddenly wrapped his arms around you and pulled you into a tight hug.

"(Y/N)-KUN! IM SO SORRY!" He said as if he actually forgot he promised you to hang out. You smiled and giggled, gently prying him off of you. You grabbed his hand and started to walk with him. "C'mon. Let's go back to our spot." You said as you watched the lady flock disperse. Oikawa followed along, apologizing for forgetting a promise he never made.

Once the two of you were alone you sighed and let go of his hand. "Oikawa." He shut up and looked up to you with teary eyes. "You didnt promise me we'd hang out. Its ok." You may be mean to Oikawa but theres something about him that you love. You just cant be mean to him all the time... Ok yes you can but sometimes you want to be nice to him.

Oikawa smiled and pulled you into a hug again. You cautiously hugged back and patted his back. The bell signaling lunch was over rang and the two of you pulled away. "I'll stop by the gym after school to say a quick goodbye." You said grabbing yours and Iwaizumis stuff. Oikawa nodded and grabbed his stuff as well. He had a big smile on his face for some reason but you just brushed it off.

The rest of the day passed by pretty quickly. You had told Iwaizumi about stopping for a quick bye and he said, "Just be prepared for Oikawa." You didnt exactly know what the meant because you always were but before you could ask he had left for practice.

Once you were ready, you head down to the gym and pulled open the door. The lights were off and you furrowed your brows. "I thought there was practice today..." You mumbled to yourself.

Suddenly the lights turned on to show they gym and the volleyball team to be all dressed in nice birthday attire. You only stared shocked at the scene in front of you as the all shouted, "Surprise!" Oikawa appeared in front of your vision with a wide grin on his face and a small gift in his hand.

You blinked a few times and looked up to his eyes before looking to Iwaizumi who was approaching the two of you. "Y-you guys... Did this for me?" You asked, still surprised by what happened. Iwaizumi shrugged and tilted his head to the side saying 'kinda.' "It was Oikawa's idea."

Oikawa smiled and grabbed one of your hands, putting the gift in it. Iwaizumi put a party hat on your head before walking over to a table full of sweets and a cake. "Can I talk to you outside for a second?" You asked Oikawa. He smiled and lead the two of you outside the gym and away from prying ears.

"What did you wanna talk to me about?" You held the gift in your hand and pulled him into a tight hug. He stood tense for a moment before hugging back. "What's this for?" Oikawa asked with a small laugh. You buried your head in his chest and started to tremble slightly. He demeanor changed when he felt his shirt get slightly wet. "H-hey, (Y/n)? Are you ok?"

You nodded and kept hugging him. He hugged back and gently stroked the back of your head. "No ones ever done something like this before. So it's kinda a lot." You said clearly, having calmed down from your previous state. Oikawa laughed and pulled the two of you away to look you in the eyes.

"Really? Well then I'll have to step it up next time!" You smiled up to him softly before sadly looking down to your shoes. "I'm nervous Kawa..." His smile fades away to a sigh. "Me too." You look up to him in confusion. "I... Really hope tomorrow, I'll wake up in your body, Tooru..." He looks to your eyes and he has tears in this.

Dont ruin this moment shittykawa

"Me too."

You look up to him and smile a little. "C'mon, let's go back inside and par-tay a little before it's too late!" Oikawa said with a smile as he dragged you back inside. You saw Iwaizumi standing by a punch bowl with a knowing smirk but you didnt think much of it.

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Everyone had hung around and "par-tay"-ed till about 7pm. They decided to call it there and start cleaning up. You tried to help but both Oikawa and Iwaizumi stopped you. "Why dont you and Oikawa head back first? The least we can do is clean up."

"But you guys did all this for me, I have to try to help even a little." Iwaizumi put your things over your shoulder and pushed you to an already raring to go Oikawa. "Just head home. Its ok." Oikawa gently grabbed your hand but you stopped and addressed the whole team.

They had paused to look at you and listen. You bowed and thanked them, your bow hiding the tears in your eyes. You stood up straight and smiled to them before going with an impatient Oikawa.

---

The walk to your home was filled with comfortable conversation about the party. "Hey, (Y/n)-kun? Could we have a sleepover at your house?" You looked up to him and tilted your head slightly. "Like the whole team? That's a lot of people and I dont know if my parents would even let me since there away right now-"

"No, not the whole team. Just us." You blushed at what he said and looked away, slightly embarrassed for rambling. "Oh... J-just the two of us?" He nodded and you just shrugged. "I-I guess thats... Ok. I dont think they'll mind." You said rubbing the back of your neck. "Let's goo then!" Oikawa said, dragging you to your house.

Once you two arrived, you unlocked the door and let him in. "Your house is so much bigger on the inside." He said looking around. "Wow thanks." He laughed, "I didnt mean it in a bad way!" You rolled your eyes and walked upstairs to your room thinking, "How the fuck does this dude make me flustered so easily..."

You didnt even realize Oikawa had followed you, thinking he would just stay downstairs for the time being. When you turned around to close the door you jumped at his presence. "I-Im gonna change so you can just hang out downstairs till I'm done." He smiled and gently rubbed the back of his head before asking, "Do you think I could use your shower actually?"

"Oh, yeah, go for it. It's the door behind you." You said pointing over his shoulder. He thanked you as you got him a towel he could use. You closed the door to your room and got changed into some comfy pjs. The shower could be heard through your door but you didnt mind and decided to make yourself comfortable on your bed and watch some tv.

After a few minutes, the shower turned off and after another couple minutes, the door opening to reveal a shirtless Oikawa wearing sweatpants. You looked over only to look away just as fast. Oikawa smirked and jumped into the bed with you. You squeaked a very manly squeak as he hovered over you.

Your eyes looked up to his but couldn't be stopped when they looked at his chest. 'A tattoo?' You looked back up to him and asked, "You have a tattoo? Since when?" He just smiled and shook his head. "Since I was like twelve. Look what it says." He said sitting the two of you up. Oikawa was basically sitting on your lap but you didnt mind.

'You're in the way, stupid trashcan.'

It was written in beautiful cursive. You smiled and tried not to laugh but couldn't help it. Oikawa watched as the love of his life laughed at the first words he ever said to him.

"I said that when we first met! Did you really get it tattooed on your chest?" Oikawa rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Its illegal to get a tattoo when your twelve." You tilted your head slightly. "Then how did you get it?" He looked at you unamused before becoming nervous. This made you nervous too as he laid the both of you down in your bed.

"(Y/n)... Did you study soulmates?" You nodded and asked why. "Theres a chapter about two soulmates having different ways of finding eachother." You nodded again and tried to process the information but he spoke again. "Mine was the first words they say to you are tattooed somewhere on your body."

You looked at him and fully processed everything. It clicked. "Is that why you... Did all this stuff for me over the last year? W-why didn't you say something sooner?" He glanced out the window and seemed nervous again. "Theres a chance that you can actually have a different soulmate than me..." You furrowed your brows and sat up to look at him.

He didnt look at you and just glanced out the window. "What do you mean by that?" He looked over to you and directly in your eyes. "When we both have different ways of meeting our soulmate, theres a chance that you could have a different soulmate even though you're mine."

"That means when we wake up tomorrow... I wouldn't be hugging you, but your soulmate... And... I dont want that."

Oikawa looked away and you just looked at him shocked. "You're so weird out of character." You said leaning down and pulling him into a hug, laying on top of him in the process. "I'm being serious y'know..." You nod and nuzzle your face into his neck.

"I know. I dont want something like that to happen either." He shifted so that he could look at you properly and cupped your face. His eyes held clear care and adoration.

"Let's sleep now, and if I dont wake up to you tomorrow... I'll find you ok?"

--- 2552 Not proof read too well

#m4m #mxm #x male reader #oikawa x male reader #oikawa toru x male reader #oikawa tooru x male reader

[yanbub]

mutuals appreciation post !! happy 1.3k milestone ♡

not @ me just randomly doing this 🤡 anyways yes happy 1.3k 💞 posting this early just in case someone unfollows 🙄 but i'm sadly not done with the event yet so i don't have any milestones planned for now so i just did this instead ;;;; maybe if i reach 1.5k i might do smth tho ??

in no order whatsoever

@starglitterz ; bye ilysm 🙁🙁 literally one of my best mutuals xdxd quill x yuyu 90k words frustrating slowburn teethrotting fluff friends to lovers asf. ok on a serious note IM SO GLAD THAT YOU'RE A LU JINGHE STAN⁉️⁉️ literally the cutest, hottest and richest man alive i tell you not 🙄 !! anyways i hope we can get to know each other more <3

@kazuqha ; im so scared to know what your "yan simping for marius" album contains ..... like literally. AND IM STILL GONNA BE INDENIAL ONE MORE TIME,,, just so i can get his event cards probably ❤ HAHA. being indenial has it's pros ok i rlly want that electrifying night sr and the symphony of the night ssr like oh my god not to ramble but he looks so hot in it 😩 i want him to kiss me so bad?*,?*@?!?@(#) ily i hope you get more zuo ran cards bc youre his wife 🤪

@noirkkat ; it's the way i've been wanting to be mutuals with you for so long bYE. I THOUGHT YOU WERE REALLY COOL AND WHEN WE FINALLY BECAME MUTUALS YOU WERE MORE THAN THAT 😍 anyways youre so sexy and stay bad 😜

@dilucbar ; let's go bili some noodle soup and egg waffles kasami si thoma and childe 😩 #conyo bye he might type in a jeje way i cant do this today HWHAHWJAHWHAHSHA anyways conyo thoma and childe our beloved 💗

@test-tube ; why are you so sweet it's too much for my health but idc youre literally one of the sweetest mutuals i have :((( we rarely talk these days but im glad that i can still see you on my dash slaps you with my affection and support asf

@baeshijima ; my fellow lu jinghe stan haha manifesting more of his cards for us <33 im so close to spend money on the matching tattoos one but 🙁🙁 i hate wasting money on games uGHHHH anyways lu jinghe supremacy insert heart

@eternism ; hi giggles i havent sent my yoimiya angst idea to you but i might do it later 😍 unless i forget again 🧍‍♀️anyways HAHA <3 ILY !!!! youre so cool?*?(?!?!? i hope you get yoimiya ur beloved bestie !!

@ganyuslily ; bye you're the only one who can understand me when it comes to mo yi insert pensive emoji they keep saying hes sus or a red flag but like,,,, idrc????? i still love him either way and i doubt mihoyo would make a love interest a literal red flag like that man,,, anyways congrats on ur xia yan again and i hope you get zuo ran's ssr <3

@kazuhavo1r ; yOUR. YOUR MARIUS CONTENT. I SCREAM EVERYTIME I GET TAGGED IN IT LIKE?&#(@?@*#(#?# I LOVE IT WHEN MARIUS I SWEAR YOU NOT 😭😭 but tho gl on ur exams/school :(( i love how we invade the tot fanfiction tags 😍

@astrealia ; xia yan <3 thats it for you LMFAO /j ok but. xia yan personal story is breaking me how can you just endure all of it wtf ily btw

bye i can't think of anyone else i am so sORRY if you aren't included ;;;;; i only rmb the ones ive been interacting more recently <//3 anyways ily all mutuals yall r so coolsies as yall should !

#🍥 ; rambles #ok im gonna. go back to tot #<3 #edit: I HAD THIS ON QUEUE HELP

[iridescentkippen]

so i'm a camp counselor and working with a large amount of five and six year olds makes me realize how much of a difference there is in names from my age group and their age groups

we were just all named emma and anna and madison and jacob and aidan and ryan yeah?? i can firmly say i do not have a single child of any of those names out of my sixty kiddos

what i do have is a comprehensive list of some of the oddest names from my campers (odd isn't necessarily a bad thing, it's just the names where when i saw them on the sign in sheet my brain went ✨ what? ✨)

- syre (pronounced like,,, you guessed it,,,, siri)

- reymie (now i don't actually think this is that bad if it was pronounced like it was spelled, but she pronounces it like renée but with an m,,, how did she get that from reymie)

- clarity (like the foxes song?)

- tyranny (i don't have a joke for this one...i still don't get it why would you name your daughter tyranny)

- fox (ok when fox showed up to camp the first day and introduced himself to me i thought it was a nickname but it's literally just his name and honestly,,, good for him. good for him. he has bright green hair and i love him)

- noah (obviously noah is a normal name but this boy insists on going by waffles and will punch you if you don't call him waffles i- i don't really get it but good for him)

- aerson (pronounced like orson??? i'm sorry your child's name looks like arson)

- meerit (not merritt,,, meerit)

- amileia (pronounced like amelia, but someone tell me why it's spelled like that,,, ma'am)

- jupiter (ya know... it's a cool name !! just a little odd on a tiny blonde five year old girl)

- america (when she first got dropped off her mom was like "bye mer !! see you after camp" and i expected her name to be like,,, meredith or something but then i saw the sign up sheet i- ma'am this isn't the selection series)

- oak (my guy is literally named after a tree i'm so sorry)

that's all i just thought i'd share with the lovely people of tumblr bc i get a giggle out of it and i thought y'all would too

#its too good #and this isn't me making fun of any of them !! /g #i just think its so interesting #that parents think 'ah yes this is a good name for my child' #camp counselor

[mrs-mikko-rantanen]

🌏✂️🎡☁️ for Nyar. Jalev. Jimmy. Adair. Caelum.

🌏 EARTH - will they give up the world for someone they love? is this decision easy for them?

Yes. I think so. Nyar may talk a lot about what's best for the whole world, but when it comes down to it? He has his crew and Jace. And theyre all that really matters to him.

Jalev may struggle with the decision a little more, but ultimately would probably come to the same conclusion as Nyar.

Jimmy would not think twice. Parents safe? Cool. Sisters safe? Awesome. Stephan safe? Perfect. Death Star the rest of it.

Adair would waffle on this. "What are we talking about here? Like literally give up the whole of planet earth and everything on it? Do I get to save all of the people I love, or just this one? Do..." He cant help it. I dont think he'd have a solid answer. To say yes goes against every instinct he has as a healer and to say no would shatter his heart.

Caelum : "bro no I could never do that. Ya know why bro?" "Why?" "Because you're my world bro." "Bro...." Sorry that's the only answer you get. Interpret it however youd like.

✂️ SCISSORS - what is the "last straw" for them to cut someone out of their life? how easily do they let go of people?

For Nyar...hurting his crew. But he isn't very good at sticking to his guns sometimes. People can find a way back in, especially if he didnt really want them out of his life in the first place.

Jalev. God. Probably...disrespecting others. Strangers. Homophobia and transphobia, racism. They'd be disappointed for sure, especially if it was someone close. But they'd make the break.

Jimmy would probably be similar to Jalev, but less bothered by it. Life's too short to be arpund that kind of negitivity and toxicity. Bye, bitch.

Adair is pretty forgiving. But if he's talked to someone about something several times, and they still havent made an effort to change then he'll just sorta. Phase himself out of their space. He's pretty ok with trying to give people second chances.

Caelum will give people chance after chance after chance. Bit if he sees someone being intentionally hurtful for no reason? Nah. They're out.

🎡 FERRIS WHEEL - are they someone who wants to kiss at the top of the ferris wheel?

Nyar will not admit it, but probably. Like he wouldn't do it/ he wont ask for it, but if Jace kissed him at the top he would be very pleasantly surprised and happy about it.

Jalev could go either way really? Like they dont consider themself afraid of heights but once they get there they'd probably be a little freaked out. A kiss would be a very nice distraction.

Jimmy. 110% That is the only reason he got on the Ferris wheel in the first place. Probably kisses Stephan before they even get to the top.

Adair would be giggling and blushing because he would want it to "be a surprise" and then giggle even harder the rest of the way down. 10/10 he is adorable.

Caelum would love to, but hes not gonna force Dragon to. He agrees, he can kiss them just as well on the ground. Just takes it as an excuse to sweep them off their feet and kiss them everywhere else.

🌩️ LIGHTNING - are they scared of lightning?

Nyar. Maybe a little? He just closes the curtains and puts on headphones and reads. He really thinks its fun to watch Avanda when the storms hit.

Jalev finds a book, a cup ot tea, and a good classical music record and sits in the window to read. Loves it.

Jimmy is Keridwen so. No. He likes to splash in the puddles and after each lightning strike he jumps and yells "BOOM!!"

Adair is for a little while. He didnt use to be, he used to love them. Now hes got some issues with them and hes trying to get over it. He wants to go back to how he used to be. He wants to love the rain and the storms the way he used to. Hes getting there.

Caelum during the daytime? No. During the night? Yes. He hates when they wake him up with giant thunderclaps like canons. They send him straight up gasping and panting, and shaking. Once he has some time to adjust he'll be ok. Hes not going to sleep until the storm is over.

#adair insp #caelum insp #nyar insp #jalev insp #jimmy insp #thank you for the ask!! #sorry it took so long some of those were really hard

[marueonmain]

Hate Me ~ ImAllexx (1/2)

(part one) (part two)

Summary: Y/N is troubled, but she chooses not to go to her boyfriend, Alex, for advice, instead she goes to Will.

Pairing: imallexx x reader

Warning: N/A

Word Count: 1.5k

It might have been an unusual sight to see.

Alex in the kitchen, frying bacon for a sandwich at ten in the morning and jogging back to his bedroom every few minutes to check on how a video was rendering.

It might have been unusual if Y/N did not know it was only like that because her boyfriend had not gone to bed the night before.

Neither the delicious smell wafting into the air nor the sound of Alex’s lovely mumbled singing of sunflower could lighten Y/N’s strained expression. She looked like she would be sick if given a sink and the opportunity. Uncurling her legs, Y/N stood from her place on the sofa and walked toward the door; the metal of the handle felt abnormally cool against the burning skin of her hand.

“I’m going out for a bit, be back later!”

“Where are you going?” Alex asked over the sound of sizzling and the fan.

Y/N stopped. Fingers anxiously tapped against the wood of where she held the door open. “I need to pick up more bin bags.”

“Ok, love you.”

“Uh-hmm.” She nodded and scampered out the door into the hall. Practically vibrating with nerves, Y/N opted to take the stairs down as she left the building. 

She jogged the last little bit to her car. Crashing into the driver's seat, she pulled out her phone and read over her most recent text conversation:

Y/N: you free?

Will: depends what for

Y/N: quick facetime like ten minutes tops

Y/N: I promise!!

Will: *thumbs up emoji*

Y/N sat through two rings before Will picked up. He had taken the call from his computer. His chair was pulled up enough to his desk that he seemed oddly close to the camera. He wore a black t-shirt with large armholes and writing around the collar. Bags under his eyes almost dark enough to match his quiff.

“You alright?” the words were bogged down with tired.

“Hi, Will.” Y/N exhaled a short dramatic breath. “I want to talk to you about something because I trust you to be honest with me and to not tell anyone.”

Will’s eyes widened under raised eyebrows before he chuckled and commented in a sarcastic tone familiar to his voice, “What a way to start a conversation.”

“I rehearsed it in the mirror.”

“Sounds like it.” He leaned forward. “Where are you?”

“In my car, I couldn’t risk Alex hearing.”

“Are you ok?”

“Yeah, no, I’m fine. I just—” the last word turned into a mix between a squeak and a mewl. Y/N moved to set her phone up on her dash, freeing her hands to wipe at her wet cheeks, and started again. “Sorry, I don’t mean to cry.”

“What’s going on?” His eyebrows came together.

“Alex and I have been going together for a while now, and you’re one of his best mates. There’s something I need to tell him, but I really don’t want to. He’s going to be mad…I think he’s going to be mad.”

“You’re waffling.”

Y/N brought her hands together to fiddle with her fingers. “Sorry.”

“Alex doesn’t get mad a lot – not actually – outside of gags and stuff.”

Y/N was doing her best to listen to her friend. It was what she called him to do: listen. It was just so difficult to get herself out from under the hydraulic press that was her own fears. “But—”

“He loves you, whatever it is, that’s not going to change.”

“I’m ruining his life,” each syllable she spoke was more incomprehensible than the last as she forced them through the tears. “He’s going to hate me.”

Will leaned back in his chair and muttered, “Jesus.”

From a chair pulled up beside him but far enough to be out of sight of the camera, Alex sat watching the unfolding situation. Seeing Y/N in distress and knowing he could not be there for her felt like a pinprick to his balloon heart.

When Will texted him a screenshot of the conversation – between him and Y/N – Alex was confused. Now – after sprinting up the stairs to Will’s flat, the second Y/N left so that he could sit in on this new conversation – Alex was even more confused. He whispered to Will, “Ask her what she means.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Will’s voice remained quiet, and he ducked his head a second so that Y/N would not see his lips moving. He brushed his hand across his nose before looking back to his monitor.  “What do you mean? What did you do?”

“It just happened; I didn’t mean it to.”

Alex’s nose flared, and his hands which had been resting on his knees clenched, balling up the fabric of his shorts. He muttered a quiet, “No. Not you, Y/N.”

Will did his best to manage the two volatile people and their wildly different emotions. He lifted his one hand and pumped it in a repeated calm down gesture to which Alex closed his eyes.

On the other front, Will put on a stern voice that somehow also gushed with compassion and care. ”If there’s someone else, you can’t keep that to yourself; it’ll end up eating you from the inside-out. And it’s not fair to Alex.”

Y/N hiccuped. “No, no, it’s not that.”

“It’s not?”

“Of course not, Will,” she sounded annoyed.

Alex lifted his head and opened his eyes. As his features relaxed, it was not into an expression of relief so much as it was into one of confusion.

Y/N continued, “I love Alex, a disgusting amount, really. No, it’s...I’m pregnant.”

Will turned in his chair, facing Alex almost head-on. Their wide eyes met, and there was nothing but shock in the younger’s paling face.

Alex stood up. Shoving his fists through his hair and holding them there, he began to pace, his steps small and large, quick and slow with no pattern.

“That’s,” Will stuttered out, “t-that’s great.”

“No, it’s not. Alex didn’t sign up for this.”

“It’s not a business contract, I assume he knew what you both were doing.”

“We’re busy all the time; he’s got all these projects; I was working on some new merch designs and—and there’s just no time. Alex deserves to do everything he’s got planned. He deserves a life. He’s young, he wouldn't want this. Not now. He couldn’t.”

“You’re talking like he’s a teenager or something. Alex is a grown man.”

Y/N sighed exasperatedly. “Will. I—”

“No.” He snapped hard. Enough that it stopped both Y/N and Alex in their tracks. “It’s time to listen. You won’t know what he wants until you ask him—until you tell him. You have to.”

Wiping the last of the wet from her cheeks off on the sleeve of her jacket, Y/N found she could not look at her phone; she looked to the passenger seat, outside the windscreen, anywhere but where she knew her friend was waiting.

Eventually, Y/N spoke up in a meek voice, scared to even admit she was the one who thought to speak the words, “You and I both know there’s a version of this where Alex doesn’t have to find out.”

“I’m not sure what you mean.”

“Yes, you do. I could ‘’go to my parents’’ for the long weekend and be back without…without the problem.”

Flickering his focus up over the monitor, Will again met eyes with Alex. An all-around heaviness dragged down the younger’s features. His eyes lost some of their shine as it seemed his consciousness drew further from his physical world and more into himself.

Will cleared his throat. “Could you really do that? To Alex’s kid?”

“Yes.” Y/N sounded the surest she had the entire conversation. “I’m not looking for a morality check. Not from you. I just need to know, would you support me? If that’s what I decided?”

“I don’t think you should decide now.”

Alex left; he stormed from the room, slamming the door to Will’s bedroom. For having shorter legs, he could really run.

“What was that?” asked Y/N.

“Gee just got home. Look, I got to go, but let me finish up here. I really think Alex will surprise you. He’s a smart lad, and he loves you. You know?”

“Not this much.”

“Yes, he does. Now don’t wait any longer. Go tell him.”

“I’ll think about it.” She smiled genuinely, “Thank you.”

“Bye, be safe.”

#imallexx #imallexx imagine #imallexx x reader #alex elmslie #alex elmslie imagine #alex elmslie x reader #willne

[nalgenewhore]

Slipping Through My Fingers - Nine

masterlist - ao3 - last chapter - next chapter 

warnings: none 

an: ...enjoy darlings 

“Dad. Dad. Dad. Dad. Dad. Dad. Dad—”

“Ko, Hellas, kid, what,” Lorcan groaned, rubbing his eyes as he rolled over onto his back. Kohana had snuck into his bed late last night and curled up on his chest to sleep. Lorcan hadn’t said a word, but he’d stayed awake for hours after, feeling his son’s tears drip onto his skin and the way Ko’s little frame shook. Of course, in the morning, Kohana was stretched out over the mattress, forcing his father to the edge of the bed with his vicious, subconscious kicks and pushes. 

“Can I have breakfast now?”

Lorcan sighed through his nose and looked at his clock, “Man, it’s six am, go back to sleep.” Kohana pouted and crossed his arms. He made his eyes big and wide, dipping his chin. “It’s not even light outside, prince.”

“Pretty please?” 

Lorcan narrowed his eyes at his son and Kohana pouted harder, faking a sniffle. “Dude. That’s not even fair.” 

“But I’m hungry, até,” he whined. “I want breakfast!” He continued to pout and hold Lorcan’s eyes until he gave in and got up from bed. 

“Alright, let’s go then,” Lorcan conceded, rubbing his eyes again as he picked Kohana up and put him on his feet, herding his child downstairs. “Whaddya want, K-Man?” 

They arrived at the top of the stairs and Kohana hopped down, landing on each step with two feet. “Fuckin’ cereal.” 

Lorcan rose a brow, looking down at Kohana, “A bad word, really?” 

“Yeah,” Kohana said, hopping off the last step, “I think sometimes you need bad words, Dad.” He paused and titled his head to the side. “Right?” 

“That’s right.” 

Pleased, the five-year old ran off to the kitchen, climbing up on one of the barstools. He waited patiently as Lorcan got out two bowls and filled them with cornflakes and milk. “Dad?”

“Yeah?” 

“Can we watch a movie?” 

“Yeah, what do you wanna watch?” 

“Mmm. Dunno.” 

“Why don’t you think on that while you eat?”

Kohana nodded and started eating while Lorcan made his coffee. He loved the kid, but he could do without the before sunrise wake ups, especially if he had to see Elide later that day. Oh, fuck it all to hell. He’d forgotten all about that. 

“Dad, I decided. Cars.” 

“Solid choice, kid.” 

+*+*+*+*+*+*

Her heart was so heavy. Elide almost couldn’t bear to open her eyes in the morning, but she had to. She couldn’t just wallow in her self-loathing and self-pity for the entire day, so she dragged herself out of bed and shoved on her retro, cat-eye glasses, not having enough energy to put on her contacts. 

Shuffling to her closet, Elide pondered what was an appropriate outfit for going to the mechanic to see someone she’d hooked up with twice and semi-broken up with once. Maybe twice, she hadn’t decided what last night was yet. 

Leggings and a hoodie from her alma mater would have to do, she decided. 

As she waited for her coffee to be ready, Elide accepted Nehemia’s call. “Hey, Mi.” 

“El, honey, how are you?” Nehemia’s voice was soft and gentle. After she’d gotten home last night, she had called Nehemia and Aelin and cried like a fool. 

Now, she breathed out shakily, “Oh, you know. Getting ready to go to the mechanic’s. How about you?” 

“I’m so sorry, hon. Are you sure about the date tonight?” 

Ah, yes. The date. Originally, she hadn’t been interested when Nehemia had asked her a few days ago, but she’d still said yes. Now, she was even less excited, but… “No, don’t cancel. It’ll be nice - I’ll get to take my mind off the Lorcan situation, right?” 

Nehemia agreed, “Right. Well. Ooh, we could go out and get a new dress, you know? I’ll call Aelin and pick you up at the shop.” 

Elide smiled and wedged her phone between her chin and shoulder as she poured her coffee into her ice-filled tumbler, stirring with her straw until it was cold. “Alright. That sounds nice.” 

“Good. I’ll see you later, then. Bye, honey!” 

“Bye, Mi,” Elide said. She sipped her coffee as she navigated to the Uber app on her phone and ordered a car. After confirming the ride, she grabbed her keys and wallet, stuffing them all in her front pocket. 

She shoved her hair up into a messy bun and tied her hoodie strings into a bow before putting on her old slip-on Vans and leaving her apartment. 

+*+*+*+*+*+*

As soon as Lorcan parked the truck outside the shop, Kohana was unbuckling his seatbelt and leaping from the vehicle to sprint inside, the two braids he wore his hair in flying out behind him. He shouted his arrival to the entire shop. 

Lorcan followed at a calmer pace and smiled when he walked in to see Fenrys holding his nephew upside down by the ankle. “Morning, Fen.” 

“Hey, man. Tow truck just dropped off Elide’s VW,” Fenrys said, his voice piqued in curiosity. 

Offering nothing more than a hum in response, Lorcan headed off to his bay, smirking to himself when he heard Fenrys mutter a curse and quickly make his way over as Lorcan hung up his jacket and unlocked his tool chest. 

“Can I help you with something?” he asked Fenrys mildly. Fenrys huffed and switched his hold on Kohana, swiftly depositing the kid on the ground. 

“Man-Man, why don’t you go find Grampy? I think he could use some help.” 

Kohana nodded and was off before Lorcan could protest, looking to use his son as a shield of sorts against Fenrys’ next barrage of needling questions. Fenrys crossed his arms. “Why is Elide’s car here?” 

“Because her coolant reservoir is in need of replacement.” 

“And?” 

“An oil change, probably. Basic maintenance - you know how old cars are.” 

Fenrys scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Lorcan.” 

“Fenrys.” He was leveled with a cutting look and relented. “Hellas below, man, we were driving home yesterday and saw her and her car broken down on the side of the road. Gave her a ride home. Nothing happened.” 

Narrowing his eyes, Fenrys stared at him until he sighed through his nose. “I mean, a’ight, I guess. Whatever you say, L.” He made to go but then, “Hey. Are you still ok with that date tonight?” 

Shit. He’d forgotten all about that. “Um, I kinda forgot? I don’t have anyone to watch the kid, but if I did, then yeah.” Lorcan didn’t know what had possibly possessed him to say yes, but the presence at his shoulder urged him to go through with it. “I mean… as long as they aren’t, like, racist, homophobic or otherwise bigotted, I think we’ll be fine.” 

Relief flooded Fenrys’ face, “Ok, that’s good. Me and Mi will watch Man-Man tonight.” 

“Thanks. ‘K I need to get to…” he gestured to the car and Fenrys nodded, dapping him up before he left. 

Lorcan sighed deeply and sat on his wheeled stool, pushing himself over to the popped hood and looking into the car. “Alright, Bets, let’s see what we can do.” 

+*+*+*+*+*+*

Elide thanked and tipped her driver, her iced coffee nearly gone as she climbed out of the car and stood in front of Scéalaí Auto Repairs, frowning up at the sign. 

An older man, with tanned skin and grey hair walked out, a familiar child on his hip. “Hello. Can I help you?” 

Kohana yelled her name, “Elide, hi-hi! Grampy, that’s Elide.”  

“Hey, Kohana,” Elide replied, smiling fondly before addressing the older man. “Hi, I’m looking for Lorcan?” 

“Oh, yeah, he’s in the back. Come on, I’ll show you,” the man said, beckoning her to follow. “I’m Malakai, by the way. It’s nice to meet you, Elide. Kohana here talks a lot about you. “

She smiled and toyed with the string of her hoodie, “Well, Kohana just might be my favourite student. Him and Esther, of course.” 

The child lit up at the mention of his friend and smiled wildly as Malakai showed her to the back bay. “Son,” Malakai said, rapping on the bay’s door. “Elide’s here.” 

Anxiety swirled in her gut and Elide drank from her coffee just to have something to do. She heard the music - N.W.A’s Fuck Tha Police - turn down low and the metallic clink of tools being put down before heavy steps approached the door and Lorcan walked out. 

She had to physically stop her jaw from dropping open as he appeared, wearing a cutoff tee and a pair of dark washed jeans, slung low across his hips. His hair was half-up, half-down, two braids leading to a bun at the crown of his head. ”Hey, El. Cute glasses.” 

The nickname just sort of seemed to roll off his tongue and her heart did a happy little flip before she quashed the feeling and hid it with an eye roll of annoyance at his comment. “Hey. How is she?” 

Lorcan ducked his head and chuckled, “Betsy’s good. Just a little finicky but she likes me.” He smirked when she rolled her eyes once more. “Come on back, we can talk.” She froze and tried to school her expression. Evidently, it didn’t work because Lorcan held up a hand, the universal sign for chill, “About your car.” 

“Oh,” she felt her cheeks flush and drank the last of her coffee, hoping it would cool her down. “Yeah. For sure.” 

Malakai and Kohana, who had been watching the entire exchange, shared a weird look and promptly excused themselves. Elide followed Lorcan into the bay and smiled at her car, patting the headlight. “Hey, Bets.” 

A soft chuckle escaped Lorcan’s full lips and he sat down on a stool while motioning for her to take a seat at the desk. Elide stepped over to it and hovered, carefully moving things to the side so she could sit on it, her feet dangling in the air. “So. Let’s talk.” 

+*+*+*+*+*+*

“Mi-Mi!” 

“Ko, baby,” Nehemia said, crouching and hugging Kohana. “Oh, child, I missed you.” She stood up and picked him up, booping his nose which made him giggle. “Did you see your mama yesterday?” 

“Yeah, saw mama. We had pancakes, but Dad had waffles. Auntie D had pancakes too,” he told her, lying his head on her shoulder. “You know what happened, we driving home and sawed Elide, ‘cause her car broked, you know.” 

Nehemia nodded and hummed in response, rubbing his back soothingly. “Did that daddy of yours tell you you’re coming over to me and Fenny’s home tonight?” 

Shooting upright, Kohana gawked, “Really?” He smiled so widely when Nehemia nodded in confirmation. “Do I get to sleep over?” 

“Mm-hmm,” she said, kissing the top of his head. “You know what I was thinking?” 

“What?” 

“I was thinking… we could watch Atlantis and make you some grilled cheese and ice cream. What do you think?” Kohana straightened and pressed his nose against hers, looking fiercely into her eyes. She held his stare until he nodded and smiled again, his round cheeks dimpling. “Now, let’s go find that silly uncle of yours, huh?” 

Kohana giggled and carefully touched the shimmery, golden powder on her regal cheekbone, his eyes wide in near reverence. “So shiny, Mi-Mi. Can I have some?” 

“Of course you can, malaika,” she told him, putting him down when they reached the back office. “Fenrys?” Her husband snapped his head up from where he was hunched over something and grinned. 

“Man-Man, you ready for the best night of your life?” 

Kohana’s eyebrows raised and he asked, “The best night?” He looked to Nehemia for confirmation, repeating the question. 

“Swear on my mama. Best night ever, with your favourite auntie.” Kohana made a happy sound and wiggled to be put down. Nehemia obliged him and told him to be careful around the shop. He just nodded absentmindedly and raced off. She watched him fondly, smiling as she felt Fenrys wrap his arms around her waist. 

Nehemia twisted around to face him, “Hi, baby.” 

“Hi,” he said, toying with the hem of her crop top. “Not that I’m complaining, but why’re you here?” 

“I’m taking El out shopping after she’s done with Lor,” she smiled, smiling at him and rocking onto her tiptoes to kiss her husband. Fenrys hummed and kissed her back, pulling her tightly against him. “Speaking of, let’s go check on them.” 

Fenrys groaned when she pulled away and grabbed his hand, tugging him behind her as she walked across the shop floor to Lorcan’s bay. Without knocking, Nehemia breezed in, “Hello, hello.” 

They were obviously interrupting something. Elide had her hand on Lorcan’s cheek and her thumb dragged gently, almost reverently, over a smudge of grease on his sharp sharp cheekbone. They didn’t even realize they weren’t alone as Lorcan’s mouth parted and Elide ran her fingertips down to his plush lips, their eyes locked on one another as her teeth sunk into her bottom lip and Lorcan sucked in a breath. 

Fenrys coughed and the moment was shattered as they practically leapt apart, blushing furiously as they parted.

“Hey, Mia,” Lorcan said, standing to cross over to her and give her a hug. “Have you seen my offspring around?” 

“Yeah, I think he went to annoy Luca. The boy’s working on a wicked hangover right now.” 

They all laughed at that and Elide hopped off her perch on the desk, grabbing her empty cup. “Ae texted me, she said she’s on her way.” 

“Oh, where y’all going?” Fenrys asked mildly. Nehemia shot him a weird look – he knew exactly where they were going. He subtly shook his head as he leaned against the doorframe. 

Elide frowned and did not look at Lorcan as she replied, as evenly as possible, “Shopping.” 

“Ooooo,” Fenrys said, looking way too entertained. He nudged Nehemia and she immediately started in on his shenanigans. “Whatcha shopping for?” 

“I don’t know,” she muttered, glaring daggers at Nehemia. 

“That’s not true – girl’s got a hot date tonight!” 

Fenrys gasped dramatically, “A date?” 

Elide shot the man a glare that promised a slow, slow death, unaware of Lorcan frowning for a split second and the muscle in his jaw ticking. “Yes. A date.” 

The smiling man contemplated something and then gasped again, “Oh my gods! You know who also has a date tonight?” No one answered, not that it really mattered. “That’s right – Lorcan!” 

Lorcan looked like he was praying that his Creator take him to the next life right that moment as his cheeks flushed and he intensely avoided looking anywhere near the petite, dark haired woman next to him. 

Nehemia and Fenrys were practically feeding off the thick cloud of uncomfortability hanging around the room. Elide chewed on her straw. Lorcan fiddled with the screw on his adjustable wrench. They did not look at each other. 

Elide shot Nehemia a look that screamed Help me and Nehemia nodded, smiling as she hooked her arm through Elide’s, “Welp, we should get going. See you later, boys.” 

+*+*+*+*+*+*

“But, Dad, why can’t you stay too?” 

Lorcan looked down at his son, who looked up at him with a sad light in his eyes. “I have plans, kiddo.” 

“Can I come?” 

“No dice, K-Man. Remember, you’re gonna have so much fun with your auntie and uncle,” he said, knocking on the door of Nehemia and Fenrys’ townhouse. They waited a few seconds and then heard someone running to the door. 

Nehemia was smiling as she opened the door, “Guys! Hi, come in.” 

Kohana smiled and padded in, hugging his rainbow mini-Kanken packed with all his overnight stuff to his front. “Mholo, Mi-Mi.” 

“Oh, that is very good, Ko,” Nehemia said, smiling down at the little one as he put down his bag and sat down to take off his shoes. It was a little bit of a competition between all of the adults – whose language Kohana would speak the best. So far, it had been Eyllwe in the lead. That probably had something to do with Kohana’s favouritism concerning Nehemia. “What’s happening?” 

“Not much, you know. Dad has plans. I’m not allowed to go.” 

“Well, that’s fine – you’ll have more fun with me and your Fenny, anyways, right?” 

Lorcan huffed a laugh as Kohana nodded, “That’s right!” As soon as he had taken off his shoes, Kohana jumped up and started pushing Lorcan’s legs. “Bye-bye, now. Time to go!” 

Nehemia and Lorcan both laughed and the former deterred Kohana from further booting his father out of the house. “Why don’t you go see where your Fenny is?” He nodded and hurried off, yelling for Fenrys. Nehemia turned to Lorcan and ran a cursory look over him. “Looking sharp, Salvaterre.” 

“Thanks, Mi,” he said, rolling his eyes and standing still as she tutted over the state of the collar of his black dress shirt. She pursed her lips and dusted off his shoulders. “Mia, I gotta go, I’m gonna be late.” He glanced over her head and saw Fenrys coming down the hall, who echoed his statement. 

“Yeah, sweetheart, he looks fine,” Fenrys said, slipping his arm around Nehemia’s waist and kissing her temple.

Sighing, she nodded, “Yeah. Have fun, ok? I’ll call you if something goes wrong.” 

“Alright,” he said, not understanding why he felt his heartbeat quicken in anxiety. In a few short moments, he was leaving and making his way back to his truck. 

His heart still raced and Lorcan couldn’t figure out why. The only time he had felt like that was… around Elide. That morning, when Malakai said Elide was here, his heart had raced and he’d nearly dropped what he’d been holding. 

That was why he was even going on this stupid thing. To move on, from something that didn’t feel like he should’ve had to move on from. Him and Elide hadn’t even been together. At all. Shaking his head to dispel his spiralling thoughts, Lorcan turned on the ignition and drove off, making his way to The Willows. 

He parked a few blocks away and decided to walk to the restaurant. During his walk, his phone pinged and he pulled it out, smiling down at the image of Kohana that Fenrys had texted him. His son was smiling widely as he looked up at something, his eyes bright. His heart tightened at the pure and true joy on Ko’s face.

There was a soft smile that stayed on his lips as he opened the tinted glass door of the restaurant and walked inside, carefully making his way around the people waiting to get to the hostess’ stand.

The blonde woman waiting smiled semi-gently. It was very obviously her retail smile, the one she pasted on for customers. “Hi, there. Do you have a reservation with us?” 

“Yeah, Marama for 8:30?” 

She nodded, looking harried as she scanned over a list and nodded, “Alright, come this way.” The woman told him about the set menu and showed him to an intimate table out in the greenhouse portion of the restaurant. He had to admit – it was beautiful. Glancing upwards, he saw the star-spotted sky behind the glass roof. 

Greenery surrounded them, all sorts of creeping vines and lush greenlife. Lorcan thanked the woman and unbuttoned his jacket as he sat. 

It was all going to be fine. It was just dinner. Easy, simple. Nothing to worry about. 

He told himself that over and over for the next five minutes, his knee bouncing up and down uncontrollably. When he realized, he suppressed the urge to fidget, but it just came out as him drumming the beat of some punk song he’d used to play often at that old grungy club. 

Then, he heard a familiar voice – smoky and delicate and sultry all at once. He almost didn’t believe it and looked over. Lorcan’s eyes landed on a gorgeous person, their truly sinful curves wrapped in a black dress that hit mid-thigh, showcasing the black ink on their fair skin. His gaze travelled up their body, catching on the tattoos on their… collarbones. Laurel wreaths.

Oh, he was going to fucking murder the Marama-Ytgers.

+*+*+*+*+*+*

an: i would say im sorry for the cliffhanger...but im really not 🥰

also! i use Xhosa for Eyllwe! Translations: 

Malaika: Angel

Mholo: Hello 

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#slipping through my fingers #stmf chapter nine #elorcan #elide x lorcan #elide lochan #lorcan salvaterre #kohana #isa writes #nalgenewhore #a hee hee! things JUST. GOT. INCHERESTING.

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Ideal Husband ı part ii.

kuroo tetsurou

Pairing: kuroo/reader

Word count: 1,200

+ summary: kuroo made a mistake in pissing you off now he is cooking you and your younger brother dinner. Something your mother says to you gets you thinking

Genre: Fluff

part i. 

You got up out of bed really early and you wanted to make sure Kuroo’s things were washed. You also made breakfast for yourself, your younger brother, and Kuroo. You made your mom a go-bag for breakfast. “Sweetie it is very nice that you are doing all these things for them. Like a little family.” “Mom shut up. Now be quiet Kuroo is still sleeping...with his head like that?” You said looking out from the kitchen with your mom looking as well at how Kuroo was sleeping with the pillow folded with his in between it. “He’s smart, hot, and weird.” Your Mom said to shove a banana in her mouth. “Mom!” “Bye sweetie behave. Love you.”

You walked over to the couch with a plate of food and put the folded clothes on the chair. You shook Kuroo awake. “Mmm.” “Kuroo you gotta get up. I have breakfast in your clothes right out of the dryer. Nice and warm.” You said in a cheery tone. “Morning Y/n. Oh, eggs and waffles. And my clothes washed and ironed. You didn’t have to do that.” He said. “Kuroo you going to dirty clothes to school? I don’t think your fan club will like that.” “Pssh, Shut up.” “Ok.” You chuckled. “You eat and get dressed. And I have to get B/n up and dressed for school. His bus will be here in 30 minutes.” You went upstairs and went to B/n room. “Morning B/n. I have your uniform on your chair and breakfast downstairs.” “Is Kuroo still here?” He said a little too excitedly. “Yes. Why are you asking?” “He said he would be here to walk me to the bus and he wanted to walk you to school. He said some other things too but I promise I wouldn’t say.” “Hm. B/n you know not telling the sibling code breaks any volleyball brethren code.” “Really? Because I want to tell you. Kuroo said-” “Whatcha saying there bud?” Kuroo was standing in the doorway. “Nothing Kuroo I swear.” He said pushing you two out of the room. “Just eat and wait for me.” He said slamming the door. “What did you say to my brother?” “What did you say to get him to almost fess up?” “You first.” “That’s none of your business.” He said turning his head upwards and walking downstairs. “So it has nothing to do with you wanting to walk me to school?” You asked. “Maybe.” He said, doing a weird smile. “But that’s for me to know and for you to find out.”

“So we are having a practice match against Fukurodani.” “But what’s the point? No matter how erratic Bokuto is, his and Akaashi’s chemistry is too good. They are able to make smart plays.” Kenma said while staring down at his game. “Maybe if you showed up to practice your skills would be up to par with Akaashi,” Kuroo said while stuffing his mouth with food. “Yeah about that, why were you at Y/n’s house?” “I stayed over.” “Why? Are you dating?” “I believe that is none of your business.” “No, we aren’t dating.” You said. “But we could be Kenma you’ll never know.” Kuroo made it a point to put his arm around your shoulders. “Based on Y/n’s face you aren’t.” “So back to volleyball I think we should do 2 practice matches today during practice. So you have to be there Kenma.” You said. “And you have to have lunch today and like a good lunch. Not the other stuff you eat.” You scolded. “I’m not your little brother.” “Hey. Be nice to Y/n she is just looking out for her players.” Kuroo said.

It was finally practice, even after yesterday you always enjoyed it. Everyone was playing the practice match and you were taking notes on everyone’s gameplay. Then you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned to see a basketball player. “Uh hi.” “Uh hi Y/n I was wondering…”

“Hey, Kuroo I think Y/n is getting asked out?” Yamamoto said to me. “Want me to kill him?” “Nah I don’t think she is getting asked out,” I said as I spun the ball before spiking it to the other side. But before it could reach the other side it hit the net. What distracted me was her laughing. “Shit. Sorry guys.” I said. “It was the other team's turn to serve. Lev was serving for them. I tapped Yamamoto’s shoulder and he gave a sign to Lev. Lev hit the ball and it landed right by the guys' feet. He flinched. I chuckled a little. “Oh sorry Y/n! My bad.” The guy ended up walking away.

When you saw Kuroo laugh at the fact that he orchestrated scarring Sato away who was asking for notes for English because he had a doctor's appointment. You were suspicious and a little upset with him.   The practice was over and you planned to confront Kuroo on why he was acting weird. Also to go over the notes about the practice matches. “Y/n? Shouldn’t you be going home you are going to miss the early train to meet B/n at his bus stop?” Kuroo said to you, exiting the locker rooms. “He has a playdate today. You mister are in trouble again.” “I didn’t even do anything.” “All you two do is fight Jesus. You guys are like an old married couple or worse. And the only reason why you fight so much is because of the obvious sexual tension between you two. Honestly, I’m tired of him complaining about you not taking hints. And you both scowling and looking at him in admiration makes me sick to my stomach. It messes with my mojo of sleeping, performance, and gaming. So just admit you like each other and go out already. And before you say it will mess with the friendship there was sexual tension before friendship. And everyone already says you two look like newlyweds when B/n is with you.” Kenma said in one statement while staring at his switch. Probably the most he has said all day. Kuroo and you were staring at him with a look of disbelief. “Dude you can’t just say those things!” You said in a huff. “And you!” You yelled, turning to Kuroo who was startled by a sudden yelling at him. “Maybe you should not act so jealous of me talking to another guy when I’m not yours yet! Sato was asking for notes from English because he had a doctor's appointment!” “You said yet,” Kuroo smirked down at you. “What?” You asked exasperated. “You said ‘I’m not yours yet.’ I have a chance of having you.” “Maybe if you had the balls to ask then yeah maybe. But you are acting weird. You said something to my brother about me. Hmm, what was it?” “I said I really like you. And he said you have a crush on me. I asked how he knew? He responded because you are always mean to me, you told him when a girl is mean to him that just means she likes him a lot.” “I hate him sometimes taking things so literally.” You smacked your hand on your head. “But since you are so hung up on me not having balls to ask you, then I ask Y/n would you like to go get curry with me, and then I’ll walk you home.” “Yes. I’ll go on a date with you. If you stop being weird.” He let out his obnoxious laugh which in turn made you smile. “Honey I only get weirder from here.”

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #haikyū!! #hq kuroo #hq kuroo tetsuro #hq tetsuro #kuroo tetsuro imagine #kuroo tetsurou #tetsurou kuroo #haikyuu kuroo

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The Crown Princess of Charming - part 8

Welcome to Charming - its name says it all. Cat needed a fresh start; and though she hadn’t planned on that being in the arms of the crown prince of this little town’s bikerclub - that was what happened. Charming CA would either be the death of her - or a whole new life.

Rated M

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8

My heart felt like it literally broke in my chest. I fell onto the couch, and heaved for breath. Was this even my home anymore? Was Jax mine? What am I doing here? My car was parked outside. I could just get in; drive far away from here. But I had nowhere to go anymore. All my things where at the clubhouse. All I had was one suitcase with a few clothes. My job, my belongings, dancing – all that had made me, me… none of it was in my hands anymore.

Joshua had done his best to rip away from me all that was mine; and now that I was supposed to be free of him – free to build the life I wanted – it seemed like there was nothing to build on.

Jax texted me around noon.

- Held up. Back tomorrow morning. - Ok. Breakfast then? - No thanks. See you. - When can we talk? - We talked. Get some rest.

I sat and looked at the tv for a while before I realized I hadn’t turned it on. I laughed quietly to myself. You’re going stir crazy, Cat. I decided to ignore what Jax had said about not driving; and left the house. I just needed to get out.

I made my way to the diner, and ordered waffles; but changed my mind last minute. “Mac’n’cheese”, I smiled at the waitress. That always made me feel better. I was enjoying my meal, when Chibs and Tig came in, ordering lunch for an army. Tig noticed me in my booth. “Hey, pumpkin. I thought you were on lockdown at home”, he said. “No lockdown”, I smiled. “At least I haven’t seen any prospects around”. He smiled back at me. “I’m sorry about what happened to you”, he muttered. “Thanks. I’m ok. I got my faithful crutches with me”, I said. “And the chevy is purring like a cat. Thanks for fixing her up”. He grinned. “No problem. But you’re driving?”. Chibs came over. “You should be resting that knee, luv’”. “It’s fine, Chibs”, I said. “If you say so”, he muttered.

I shrugged of their worried expressions. “Lunch for church?”. “No church today”, Tig said. “Just business later on. Gotta fuel up”, he grinned, and patted his belly. “Remember extra chocolate syrup for Jax”, I said, trying to smile. “Will do”, Chibs said. Their order came out; and Tig went over to get it. “Go home, Cat”, Chibs said meaningfully. “I will. Just gotta hit the library first. Return a book I don’t need”. He nodded, and smiled.

They left soon after.

I drove myself to the library, and returned my book. When I came outside again, Jax was leaning against my car. I sighed; and hobbled over to him on my crutches. “Hi”, I muttered. His face was cold. “Get in the car”, he muttered. I rolled my eyes; and went for the driver’s seat. “No. Other side. I’m driving”. “Jackson…”. He walk up close to me; suddenly towering over me much further than his height should make possible. Ha grabbed my arm; and held me still in front of him. “Get in the goddamn car, Cat”, he snarled.

I hobbled over to the other side; and he took my crutches from me; throwing them into the back seat. I opened the door, and got in the car; and Jax closed the door after me with a bang. He drove me home; not speaking a word the whole way there.

Once inside the house; he slammed the door shut behind us – making me jump from the sound.

“I thought I told you to stay here”, he yelled. “When are you going to learn to do as you’re told?” I was flabbergasted. “What the hell, Jax?”, I said. “You were just beat to shit – and now you’re running around town like nothing happened”. “I needed some air. I can’t stay cooped up in here”, I tried.

He stepped towards me with a menacing look on his face – pointing a finger at me. “You need to learn…”. “What?”, I snarled. “To be a good old lady? To do as you say; clean your house; wash your clothes and spread my legs whenever you want?”. He huffed; and shook his head. “Right… we don’t do that these days”, I hissed.

He spread out his arms with a resigned expression. “What do you want from me, Cat?”, he said. “Your ex is dead. You have a nice house to live in; food on your plate; and I’m paying for a lawyer to keep you out of jail”. I threw one of my crutches at him. “I want you, you asshole!”, I yelled. He shook his head. “I can’t do this right now…”, he said; and began to move for the door. “Don’t walk away from me. Talk to me!”. “Not now. I have shit to take care of”, he sneered. “I’m your shit, Jackson!”, I said. “Take care of me!”. “I am”, he snarled. “I’m making sure you’re staying here, and healing up. Now, go sit down”. I shook my head. “I won’t”, I croaked.

He walked up to me, picked me up; and carried me to the couch – planting me there. “You keep your ass on this couch!”, he roared. “You can’t control me like this, Jax!”, I yelled. “Watch me”, he said.

He took my crutches, and left the house, with a slam of the door. I heard him start up my car and drive away.

I screamed out in rage; before calling him up on the phone

“What?”, he answered. “Bring back my car”, I said. “No”. “Bring back my car, Jackson. I swear to God…”. I was grinding my teeth in rage. “You’ll get the car, when you start behaving like you’re supposed to”, he said. “I’m not a child!”, I yelled. “Then stop behaving like one. Stop running away; and stop getting hurt, and putting yourself in danger”. “Jax…”. “I have business at Cara Cara. I’ll see you tomorrow. Either you’re on that couch or in bed when I get there; or I’m crashing this piece of shit chevy into a tree; and making sure you never drive it again”. “Jackson…!”. He’d hung up.

He didn’t call or text the rest of the day. I tried reaching out. - Please come home. Talk to me. No answer. An hour later I tried again. - I’m sorry I pissed you off. I just needed air. Nothing.

At 10 pm; I tried one last time. - I’m naked in bed. I miss you, and I want you here. Either come yourself, or send Juice. Someone should be getting some action. I thought the joke would lighten the mood. A message popped up. - Go to sleep. Will come by tomorrow. I smiled. ­- Should I be naked then? The answer came quickly. ­- Don’t have time for this. Go to sleep. It was like a slap to the face.

I went to bed; quietly sobbing.

---

After a night of restless sleeping; I woke to my phone ringing. “Jax?”, I said. “Nah, it’s Opie”. I sighed. “Hey… what’s up?”. “Jax wanted me to check in on you”, he muttered. “I’m… fine. Why isn’t he calling me himself”, I asked. “He had to take care of something”. “You at the clubhouse?”. “No… We’re still at Cara Cara”, he said. They’d spent the whole night there. “Opie?”, I croaked. “Yeah?”. “Is he… ok?”, I asked. “He’s better”, Opie said. “I’m sorry; I gotta run. We’re going back to the clubhouse now. Do you want Lyla to come by?”. “She’s… No. It’s ok. Tell her I said hi”. “I will”, he muttered. “Bye”. “Bye”. I hung up.

Jax had spent the whole night at Cara Cara. I felt sick. I had to see him. Now.

I threw on a button up dress; and called a cab. The driver smelled like old sweat, and I rushed out of the car as fast as my knee would allow – paying him while holding my breath.

The TM lot was almost empty. It was only 10; so I figured the rush hadn’t started yet. There was only one bike parked – not Jax’s. I’d made it to the lot before he had. Limping towards Gemma’s office; she met me in the door; holding Abel on her arm. His little face made me smile. “Hey, sweetheart”, Gemma grinned. “Jax said you were on bedrest”. “Yeah, I wish”, I muttered. “That bad, huh?”, Gemma said. I shook my head. “It’s nothing”.

Abel grabbed for me; and I sat down in Gemma’s chair; putting my foot up on the couch. She handed me the baby; and I held him to my chest; kissing the top of his head. “I missed you, baby boy”, I whispered. “He missed you too”, Gemma said. “Coffee?”. “No thanks”, I said. “I’m too amped already”. She nodded.

There was a roar of engines on the lot; and I got to my feet gingerly – Abel still in my arms. I limped towards the door; and saw Jax drive up with Opie, Chibs, Juice and Tig. Lyla was riding with Opie; leaning against her old man with pure love in her eyes.

I noticed a set of arms around Jax’s torso as well. It was Ima. I limped out the door; and towards the group. Jackson gestured for Ima to get off; and parked his bike – getting off it himself. She stepped over to him again; and kissed his cheek. He seemed indifferent; but smiled at her. Ima got back on his bike; putting her hands on the gas tank; as if she was straddling his own body; and smirked at him. She said something I couldn’t hear. “Not today, Ima”, he smiled back at her.

Juice patted Jax’s shoulder, and gestured towards me. When he saw me; Jackson’s face dropped. I turned to Gemma. “Can you take the baby? I don’t want him to see this”. She nodded; and brought Abel into the office; putting him in his car seat.

I limped closer to Jax. “I was just giving her a ride”, he muttered. “Yeah, I can see that. Seems like she enjoyed it”, I said. “Cat…”, he tried. “Not now”.

I stepped up in front of Jax’s bike; and looked Ima square in her smirking face. “Get your rancid pussy off my old man’s bike”, I said calmly. She looked at me in mock surprise. “Excuse me?”, she said.

Opie stepped towards us; but Lyla held him back. “Don’t, Ope”, she muttered. He stood down.

“I said; get of the bike, before I drag you off it”, I snarled. Ima slowly slid of the bike; and stepped towards me. “Jax, you better tell your babysitter to back off. I don’t want to break my nails on her face”. I smiled, and shook my head.

I could feel Jax’s eyes on my back. He didn’t come closer.

I didn’t move. Ima looked at me incredulously, before pouting. “What? Nothing to say?... Why don’t you run along, now, hmm?”.

Before she knew what had happened; I raised my fist; and punched her hard in the chest. She bent over; and held a hand to her left breast – screaming in pain. I looked at her calmly; as she heaved for breath “He is mine”, I said. “If you so much as look in his direction again; I’ll go Jack the Ripper on your diseased cunt”.

Jax came running over. “Cat!”, he yelled. “What the hell?”. I turned to face him. “You better wipe that seat with a gallon of disinfectant; before you so much as think I’ll ride with you again”.

I limped away from the crying porn-star. Passing Lyla; I looked at her, and mouthed an I’m sorry. She shrugged uncomfortably; and walked over to Ima; to help her upright.

Jax followed me in to the clubhouse. It was mostly empty; save for Rat – who’d been watching the exchange on the CCTV. “Get Ima to the hospital”, Jax muttered. The prospect nodded, and scurried of quickly.

I walked down the hall to the room with my boxes. Jax followed me. “Babe”, he tried. “Kiss my ass”, I snarled. His chin dropped. “Woah, what the hell, Cat?”. I looked at him; rage streaming through my body. “You haven’t touched me since they let me out of that police station”, I growled. “Now I see her grinding all over you?” He shook his head. “I’ve been trying to give you space…”. “Bullshit, Jax. You’ve been avoiding me”. “What the hell are you talking about?”

I was grinding my teeth in anger. “You hardly look at me… It’s like the thought of being in a room with me makes you sick to your stomach”. He stepped towards me; reaching out for me. “I was gonna come home when I could…”, he said; and put a hand on my shoulder. I slapped it away. “You left me in that house; alone! I wanted you there; practically begged you to come home – and you ignored me. Why?”.

He sighed. “I didn’t know how to face you, after what happened – what I said…”. “So you just decided not to?”, I said. “You were safe. That was all I cared about”.

I nodded; and scoffed a laugh. “Yeah. Safe… that’s the key word; isn’t it?”, I said. “You got rid of the competition; and realized you were bored with me”. “Cat…”, he said warningly. “I’m a necessary evil at this point”, I chuckled. “You need me in that house, to keep up the façade of the strong guy who has his shit together, and his family in order”. “That’s not what you are to me; you know that Cat!”, he yelled. “Why do you treat me like that, then?” “I don’t!”. “Yes you do. It’s like I somehow became less to you the second I took that gun from your hand!”.

He shook his head. “You weren’t supposed to take that fall. That was on me”. “Why?”. “Because you’re my responsibility!”. I nodded. “Right. The toxic masculine bro code. Touch my girl; and I kill you”, I smirked. “Did it make you feel like less of a man, to have your old lady go down for something you did?”.

Jax clenched his jaw. “You’re stepping on thin ice, darlin’”, he growled. I spread my arms; inviting him in. “Why don’t you smack me around a little. Might make you feel better”. His lips furled back in a snarl. “Like he did? Look where that got you!”. He gestured to my knee. “I’m trying to protect you”. “From what? The amount of porn-stars on your dick?”

He stepped towards me slowly; his body tense. “Now you’re just spewing venom”. “Yeah? Why don’t you put my mouth to better use, then?”. I pushed him towards the wall; and slammed the door closed. It took him by surprise; and for a second, he didn’t seem to know what to do. I took advantage of it; and dropped down on my good knee; letting my other knee touch the floor more gingerly.

I pulled his belt open; and pulled down his pants a little – giving me access to his dick. “Cat…”, he hissed. “Shut up”, snarled; and grabbed his member; sliding it into my mouth. I sucked at it; feeling it harden in my mouth. With one hand, I stroked the inches I couldn’t take – and with the other; I cradled his balls – massaging them. I heard Jax groan above me; and his hands went to my head. I released his testicles; and slapped his hands away. This was my project.

I massaged the underside of his penis with my tongue – sucking him to a full erection. I pulled back. “You like this?”, I purred. “Yeah…”, he breathed. I returned my lips to his cock.

I licked over the tip; tasting the precum coming from it. I slid my tongue down the side of his hardness – and then put him back in my mouth; bobbing my head up and down; drawing him closer to his end. Jax’s breath became erratic; and I could feel him tensing up. “Baby, I’m…”, he panted.

I released him from my mouth and grasp; and stood up – wiping my mouth. I stepped backwards. “What are you…?”, he croaked. I smiled. “Don’t like being left hanging?” He shook his head; and gestured towards his penis. “Could you maybe…”. “What? Finish the job?”. I narrowed my eyes. “Why don’t you make me?... Tell me you want me, Jax. Show me!”.

Jax growled; and grabbed my arm; pulling me towards him. Within a second; I was locked in his arms; and his mouth was on me – kissing me with a fervor.

I pulled down my panties; getting one foot out of them; but didn’t get any further, before Jackson lifted me up to straddle his waist. With a hand sliding under my bottom; he felt for my wetness; and held his member to my entrance – sliding me down over it. We moaned simultaneously. Jackson grabbed a firm hold of my left ass cheek; squeezing it hard, and making me yelp in pleasure. “I want you”, he growled into my ear; sending shivers down my back.

He pressed me against the wall and began thrusting into me hard; without mercy. Jax wasn’t making love to me; he was screwing me – letting out his frustration – and I was in that same boat with him.

I put my hand in his hair; pulling his head back hard; and attacked his lips and tongue with my own. He groaned almost angrily; and slammed into me harder – bottoming out. Jax put his hand around my throat; squeezing gently – but when he noticed the bruising from Josh’s attack to it – he frowned; and moved his hand back down under my bottom.

It wasn’t long before I began unfurling; clenching my muscles around him – and drawing him with me into extasy. My orgasm came like and explosion; and I screamed out – feeling Jax bottoming out in me one last time. With a raspy groan; he came inside me – and held me against the wall for a few seconds more, before pulling himself out of me; and lowering me to the floor.

I stumbled for a second; and Jackson held me upright. “Your knee…?”, he muttered. “It’s fine”, I breathed – still panting.

Jax adjusted himself; and put his pants back on properly – before leaving the room for a minute – coming back with a wet paper towel; for me to clean myself up. I was suddenly embarrassed, and couldn’t meet his eyes. I put my panties back on without a word.

“Cat…”, Jackson said quietly. “I’ll go home… let you finish up”, I whispered.

He walked over to me; and wrapped me in his arms – holding me impossibly close. “I love you”, he said into my hair; and kissed the top of my head. “When Bobby called and said you’d split… it was like you ripped my heart from my chest”. “I had to…”, I said quietly. “I had to protect you. I was afraid…”. He sighed. “I know, baby”, he breathed. “I know”.

I pulled back. His face was pained. “I can’t be a…”, I tried. “I have to be my own person. Make my own decisions”. He blinked and let out a short breath. “You want to leave…”, he whispered. I shook my head. “No! No, Jax… Never”. “Then what?”, he croaked. “I want us… But I’m not going to fit in to your idea of the perfect old lady”, I said. “I have to have a life that’s not just… this. But I want you in it”.

He sighed. “So what do we do?”, he said. I shrugged. “I think… we move on”, I said. “Together… without you controlling my every move”. He nodded. “I want that”, he said. “But… you asked me not to make decisions that involved you with out us discussing them first… You need to make me that promise as well. Leaving like that…”. I shook my head. “I made a call”, I said. “A shitty one”, he smiled softly. I stifled a smile. “I know you think that… but I didn’t know what else to do. I didn’t see a way out that wouldn’t hurt you. Either prison or death”.

He sighed. “Leaving me hurt more than either of those…”, he breathed. I pulled him towards me again; putting my cheek to his. “I’m sorry…”, I croaked; beginning to weep silently. “Me too”, he said. I felt tears – his and mine – running down my cheek “I’m sorry I couldn’t be there”. “I didn’t tell you I was going…”, I tried. “No… after”, he said. “You needed me. You needed to heal more than just your body – and I just split… I should have been there for you”.

I began sobbing. “He hurt me… I thought it was over…”, I wept. “Everything I… we were; and had… gone”. Jackson was rubbing soothing circles on my back. “First; he ripped it away… then you…”. “I’m sorry”, he sniveled. “Now… I’m going to prison, Jax!... She’s sending me away… I can’t…”. I began heaving for breath.

Jax pulled my head back so he could look at me. “That’s not happening, Cat”, he said pointedly. “I’m not gonna let that happen!”. “But I don’t want you to go away!”, I heaved. He shook his head. “We will fix this. Together”, he said; and kissed my forehead. “Breathe, baby…”.

I tried to control myself. I took a deep breath. “Ok”, I said. He smiled softly at me; and wiped the tears away – first from my face; then his own. “This storage room smells like old socks. Can we get out of here?”, he said. I chuckled; and nodded.

Jax supported my weight; and we walked into the main area of the clubhouse. I winced from the pain in my knee and ribs. “You need to go to the hospital”, he muttered. “Nah, that’s not a good idea”, I said. “Putting me within reach of Ima; might end in another murder. Hers”, I snarled. He chuckled. “I was just giving her a ride”, he said. “She could have ridden with one of the others”, I grumbled. “Yeah…”, he muttered. “She just climbed on… I won’t let it happen again”. “Good”, I said.

We stepped outside. Chibs came over to us. “We all good here?”, he asked. “Yeah”, Jax said. “Good”, Chibs said. He looked at me. “You’ve got a fine lass here; Jackie. You mess this up; I’ll kick your ass myself”. I blushed.

Lyla and Ima were gone from the lot; along with the tow-truck. “They’re up at St. Thomas… Ima needed to get her tit checked out”, Juice said. Chibs chuckled. “That gash should be used to that by now…”, he snorted.

Jax transported me gently onto the picnic-table; and offered me a cigarette – which I gratefully accepted. He sat down next to me; and slipped his arm behind me – squeezing my hip for a second; and sending me his trademark Teller smirk.

Opie was on his phone; talking quietly into it. “… yeah, baby. I’ll call you back”. He hung up and came over to us. “Ima has a burst implant”, he muttered. Juice stifled a laugh. I shook my head. “Great…”, I said. “I’ve already got potential murder charges hanging over my head – and now I’ve committed assault”. Jax bit his lip. “Call Lyla”, he said to Opie. “Tell her, if Ima so much as thinks about pressing charges; I’ll come over there and burst the other one myself”. Opie sighed. “Yeah… I’m not doing that”, he chuckled. “Not exactly the conversation I want to have with my fiancée, the day after I just proposed…”.

All of our faces dropped. “What?”, Jax gasped. He sprang at his friend; and embraced him. “You son of a bitch! Congrats, man!”. All the guys embraced Opie; before I gave him a tight hug. “Congratulations, Opie. Lyla’s amazing”. “Yeah, I know”, he muttered. “Drinks!”, Chibs called out.

A roar of bikes entered the lot; and soon all of the members of Samcro where gathered around us. “What’s with the gang-hug?”, Tig said. We all looked at Opie. “I’m… getting married”, he muttered. A roar of congratulations began again.

Celebrations soon commenced; with all that involved. I found myself carried to one of the couches in the clubhouse; with my leg raised on the table; and an ice-pack on my knee. Jax was like glue to me; only getting up to get me fresh drinks; and helping me to the toilet – waiting outside the bathroom for me to finish. “I’m not running”, I smirked at him. “I know”, he smiled embarrassedly. “Just give me back my crutches”, I said. He looked down. “I, uhm… kind of threw them in to an incinerator with a dead Nord…”, he muttered. I gasped. “Jax!”, I breathed. “It wasn’t Ollie!”, he said. “We had a situation… it’s unrelated to you”. I nodded solemnly.

He stroked my cheek. “Do you want to know?”, he asked. “Later… let’s just go back out there and celebrate Opie”. He nodded; and turned around. “Come on, peg-leg. Piggy-back time”. I laughed; and climbed onto his back.

Juice passed us in the hallway; and looked at my dress - which was riding up. “I see London; I see France. I see Cat’s…”. “Finish that sentence; and I’ll kill you, brother”, Jax snarled. Juice chuckled; and went into the bathroom.

“Don’t ever joke about screwing Juice again…”, he said over his shoulder to me. I laughed. “Ok… can I screw Tig? I hear he’s hung”, I joked. “Careful, darlin’”, Jax chuckled.

He got me back on the couch; and took Abel from Gemma – handing the baby to me. We sat there together – like a little family. We were a family.

Lyla arrived with Rat about an hour later. The tiny woman was lifted into the air to a roar of applause. She looked flabbergasted; as she was carried over to Opie; who received her in his arms; and whispered something in her ear. Lyla instantly flushed red; and kissed him deeply. The pair were attacked with hugs and well wishes. I was grinning from ear to ear; and pulled Abel tighter to my chest. Jax stepped over to greet Lyla.

Bobbie came and sat by me. “You ran”, he said. “I had to”, I muttered. He sighed. “I know…”, he said; and smiled at me earnestly. “Thank you, sweetheart”. He kissed my cheek; and joined Tig and Piney at the bar.

Gemma and Clay sat down in the couch next to mine. Clay took my hand. “What you did for our son… our club”, he said. “We owe you. You were family before, but this… If you ever need anything, sweetheart…”. “Thanks”, I smiled. “For now, I just need to get over this… Kohn situation”. Clay nodded. “We’ll take care of Stahl”, he said.

Opie, Lyla and Jax came to join us. Jax took Abel from me; and put him to his chest. The baby was yawning. Gemma looked at me solemnly. “How’s the knee?”, she asked. “Numb”, I said; gesturing at the icepack. “My ribs are hurting though”. “And your hand?”, she said. I looked down at the bruising on my knuckles, from my incident with Ima. “I washed the silicone off”, I smirked; and looked towards Lyla. “Sorry…” “Ima’s a bitch”, she said. “I only eat her out; because it pays well”. Opie winced.

Jax chuckled. “All right. I don’t think this is baby-friendly talk”, he smiled. “I need to get my boy, and my girl home and into bed”. “No, Jax”, Lyla said. “Stay… celebrate with us”. Gemma smiled. “I said I’d take him for a few days. One more night won’t hurt”. “You sure, ma’?”, Jax said.

Gemma stepped over to him; and took Abel. “I got him, baby”, she smiled. Clay looked at her. “I’m gonna stick around for a while. Pour one out for Ope”, he said. Gemma smirked at him. “Don’t be to late. I’ve got something cooking…”, she said. Jax winced. “I didn’t need to hear that”, he muttered. I squeezed his hand.

Gemma left the clubhouse with Abel; and we spent the next few hours enjoying the perfect bliss on Lyla’s and Opie’s faces; as they cuddled up next to each other. Jax pulled me close. “I love you”, he breathed into my ear. “Yeah?”, I whispered. “Enough to get me a new air freshener for my car?”. He put his hand on my thigh; and stroked it gently with his fingertips. “I’ll get you two”, he smiled. I put my hand around his neck; and kissed him deeply. His hand travelled up my thigh; and under my dress.

“Do you wanna…?”, he breathed. “Yes, sir”, I smirked. He frowned slightly. “You don’t have to do that… I don’t want you to feel like I’m controlling you”, he said softly. “I don’t mind it if you’re a bit bossy”, I smirked. “It’s kind of hot…”. Jax raised a brow at me; and grinned. “Then get your ass into that dorm”, he snarled in mock menace. I pouted. “I’m hurt… I can’t walk; and a very mean man burnt my crutches”. He chuckled; and stood up. “Come on, doll-face”, he said; and pulled me up – letting me climb onto his back again.

He carried me down the hall; leaving behind the partying crowd. I had him back.

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