#she also laughed at all his jokes. despite some of them being at her brother who she loves' expense

[vanteguccir]

Long live | Matt Sturniolo

Matt Sturniolo x reader

Summary: Where the Cut The Camera Podcast comes to an end and Matt feels emotional about it, but Y/N is there to comfort him.

Warning: Sad talk, crying.

Requested?: Yes, by anon.

Author's note: That is my work, I DON'T authorize any plagiarism! | English isn't my first language, so I'm sorry if there's any grammar error.

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The time had come to say goodbye to the Cut The Camera Podcast.

If Y/N said her eyes weren't filled with trapped tears that she was fighting so hard not to spill, she would be lying.

The girl was sitting on the floor on one of the fluffy pink cushion that decorated the Podcast studio, her back was pressed against the door next to the stairs as she silently listened to what the boys were saying, looking up to them from time to time.

That was a habit she had created months before, practically since the beginning of the Podcast, where she would simply enter the studio with the boys and accompany their filming while sitting in the same exact place on the floor with her phone in hand, not being seen by any camera, nor heard by any of the high-resolution microphones.

It was always a different adventure to be there. If her mood was down, the boys' jokes made her laugh until her stomach hurt. Sometimes, she herself attributed a different fact to one of the topics that Nick brought up or gave them an idea when creativity ran out before they reached the one hour mark.

She lost count of how many times she turned on the air conditioning when Nick felt too hot or brought Matt and Chris a hoodie when they were too cold. Many times having left the studio quickly to get water or some drinks from the kitchen for one of the three when noticing their voices hoarse from thirst and the amount of minutes spent talking without a pause.

With all this being said, the brothers could say that she actively participated in the podcast and its environment without necessarily appearing in it.

So, it was no surprise that in that episode she was without her phone in hand, sitting in her usual spot, with her head practically completely covered by the hood of her hoodie and a sad look resting on her face.

Her eyes traveled between the triplets at all times, ready to jump in and console them if she noticed any tears appearing, knowing how difficult it was to finish that cycle - despite also knowing how necessary it was for their growth.

The recording was coming to an end, and Y/N felt her chest heavy, even though she was extremely happy and looking forward to the three's new individual and group projects.

Part of her scolded herself for being so emotional, maybe because she didn't feel she had the right to, since she wasn't even part of the channel. Or maybe because the boys seemed perfectly fine and happy with its ending, but she knew they were just resigned to it.

"It feels like just yesterday we started it." Chris began the ending, turning his face to Nick while playing with his microphone with his right hand. "I actually can't believe how long we've been doing this. I'm happy it's over, but I'm happy it happened."

"Oh my God... I'm happy it's over, but I'm happy it happened." Nick repeated, focusing his eyes on the ceiling for a few seconds, and Y/N was almost sure he was holding back his tears.

"That was good, right?" Chris chuckled, crossing his arms on the table and tilting his head.

"I did like it." The oldest of the triplets nodded, a thoughtful look resting on his face. "But, before we continue ending it, I think we should call a special person, who is as much a part of this podcast as we are." He brought his lips closer to his microphone, his eyes quickly meeting Y/N's. "Come here."

The girl took a deep breath, getting up from the floor and patting her pants lightly, uncreasing the slightly wrinkled fabric from her previous position.

Matt turned his head in her direction, looking at her with an almost imperceptible smile on his lips. He opened his arms, silently asking her to sit next to him, and she did.

Y/N settled down on the white and pink vintage couch, resting her back against the backrest and crossing her legs on the upholstery. Her left hand automatically found home on Matt's right thigh, stroking the covered skin lightly.

"All these months of Cut The Camera, Y/N has been with us. She literally sits on the floor, leaning against the door, right there..." Chris began, pointing his index finger towards the door, even though the camera couldn't reach the indicated space. "And listen to an hour and a few minutes of us talking about literally everything."

"She gave us ideas during some podcasts, complemented some topics with new information... In other words, she technically participated without appearing." Nick agreed with his brother, raising his index and middle fingers at each item mentioned.

"Yeah... Well, hi guys!" The girl glued her upper body against Matt's, bringing her face closer to the microphone, offering a small smile to the camera that looked back at her. "I'm sorry about my condition-"

"She was crying, I can tell." Nick interrupted her loudly, raising his right hand for a few seconds before lowering it again, receiving an eye roll from the girl in response.

"It's just..." Y/N closed her eyes momentarily, taking a deep breath before opening them again. "It's incredible to see it from my perspective. I've been in the boys' lives for a little more than 7 years, I've been accompanying them since before the Sturniolo Triplets channel began, especially since before Cut The Camera Podcast. I saw this dream born in their hearts more than two years ago..." She swallowed hard, feeling her eyes sting with new tears while clearing her throat slightly.

Matt moved his right hand up to her back, lightly caressing the covered skin before wrapping it around her waist firmly, pulling the microphone in his direction, giving her time to compose herself.

"It's true guys, she helped us build this whole studio, design it, decorate it... She had most of the ideas with Nick." The brunette pointed his head at his brother, who was watching him with his lips pressed together, nodding. "And she kept us company through the whole process."

Y/N sighed, lightly squeezing the skin of Matt's thigh still under her fingers, reassuring him that she was okay.

"Yes, exactly. But despite all that, I have no right to come and cry rivers and say words as if the world is ending. I mean, I'm not even in the channel." She let out a nasal laugh, shaking her head and fixing her eyes on the table, frowning before starting to talk again. "But I just wanted to say you guys did a great fucking job."

Her eyes lifted from the white wooden surface, traveling over Nick, who had his lips pressed into a thin line, looking at her with soft, attentive eyes; Chris, who was arranging his pink cap on his head in an act of nervousness, keeping his head low; and finally Matt, who had his eyes fixed on his own lap, without letting her see his face completely, but she knew he was listening to her words carefully.

"I'm sure that, like the Sturniolo Triplets channel, this podcast was a safe place for many people, perhaps an escape from life's problems or a moment to relax. Although you..." She quickly pointed to Nick. "Having said that many episodes didn't get you three anywhere, I'm sure they were still as important as the others for some people."

The sound of sniffing caught her attention. Y/N turned her head quickly towards her boyfriend, who still had his head down. Her eyes soon caught the small tears running down his cheeks and dripping on his blue hoodie, leaving a wet trail behind, which shone below the bright light of the expensive illumination.

The girl adjusted her posture, pulling him carefully so that her arms circled around his shoulders, hugging him close to her body. She arranged the microphone so that the support held it directly to her without her having to let go of Matt.

"I'm proud of you, boys. I know why this podcast is coming to an end, and I completely understand, just as I know they will, too..." Y/N pointed to the camera in front of her with her chin, not taking her hands off her boy for even a moment. "I know about the future plans of each of you, I helped you with some ideas, just like I just supported others, and I'm sure that all of them will give incredible results in the near future, which the entire fandom will be able to enjoy as much as they enjoy the current projects." She finished, her voice sounding weak.

She caught her bottom lip between her teeth, biting it hard in an attempt to hold back the sobs. Out of the four, Y/N was the most emotional, having been called a cry baby many times throughout her life since her crying came easily with any situation that made her heart sting.

Matt sighed, finally lifting his head and resting it against his girlfriend's one. Feeling comfort surrounded his body with Y/N's arms still securely wrapped around him, opening a small smile at the camera.

"I... I will be forever grateful for all these months, thanks to all of you." Chris's watery eyes searched Y/N's, receiving a nod in response, which gave him enough confidence to open a tearful smile.

"Goodbye campers, and good night." Nick finished slowly, as if he had been avoiding that moment during the entire 1 hour of recording. His fingers played with the support of his microphone nervously as his eyes traveled over his brothers and his best friend.

"Sleep tight. Don't let the bed bugs eat your feet." Matt brought his right cheek closer to Y/N's left one, murmuring into the microphone softly.

"Come here, lovie." Y/N whispered to Matt as soon as Nick did the small gesture he always did when they came to the end of recording.

Her arms - which were still around him - pulled him closer to her body, allowing him to lay his head on her left shoulder.

"I'm so proud of you." She sealed her lips over the brunette curls for long seconds, closing her eyes tightly as she felt his hoddie-covered shoulders tremble slightly under her grip, low sobbing sounds echoing through the pink walls.

Y/N swept her eyes around the studio, seeing Chris already standing and walking towards the stairs, his hands wiping away aggressively the thick tears that were flowing down his cheeks freely. Nick was still sitting, his arms resting on the table as he stared at the wooden surface intently, seeming to still process everything.

"It's okay, you did the right thing. Good things are coming."

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Extra - comments:

"how come we never noticed that Y/N was there in every podcast? 🤯🤯"

"omg this is so sad but so exciting at the same time, I'm looking forward to the new projects 😔"

"Y/N being the emotional support of the three of them was the cutest thing I saw today 😭😭"

"honestly, if we put together the tears of the four and all the fans who are crying right now, we could make the planet overflow 😫✋🏻"

"on no, matt crying made my heart sting so bad ;(("

"I love how Y/N is always there with them, giving the right support and being an amazing girlfriend and best friend, they're a real family 🥺🥺"

"Y/N spill some spoilers about the new projects, we beg you 😭😭"

"Y/N and Matt are so beautiful together, they're really made for each other 🥺"

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Hii, I had a request...Robb and Jon having a crush on the same girl, maybe she could be the Bannerman daughter or something, just lots of teasing and rivalry and angst :)

Robb Stark and Jon Snow*Share

Pairing: Jon x f!reader, Robb x f!reader

Platonic: Sansa x reader

Word count: 3975

This is part one. Part two will be the smut.... (this was just too long to make into one part)

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A/N: This is set with Sansa as being 15 and Robb, Jon, and the reader being 18. We’re also gonna pretend Westeros is still in a chill time with King Robert drinking away their money with Ned still alive and safe in Winterfell.

Robb and Jon were used to random Lords and Ladies staying at Winterfell for periods of time but when they saw their newest guest both had the same though. Gods she’s pretty. Your family where Bannerman’s of House Stark, ever loyal to Lord Eddard. Sansa had recently started whining, much to her brother’s dismay since it was all she talked about, that she had no need to be cared for by Septas or wet nurses any longer. She was determined she was old enough to not need to be constantly watched. However, when Catelyn suggested a lady in waiting Sansa jumped at the idea.

This was how you now stood in the courtyard at Winterfell, preparing to start your new journey. It was an honour for your house when you got the raven. Sansa was slightly younger than you, but you had remembered meeting her before at feasts and balls. You had also met Robb and Jon at these events but neither one had taken notice of you till now.

Robb slapped Jons shoulder to get his attention when he noticed you climbing out your carriage. “Is that (Y/N)?” he asked his half brother who looked up from where he was plucking arrows out the target he had just been practising with.

Jons eyebrows scrunched as he looked at the now woman who climbed out the carriage, “She did not look like that last time,” he said with a low voice.

“Tell me about it. Wait is she Sansa’s lady in waiting then?” he said, eyes not leaving the lady who was now being greeted in a hug by his mother.

“Your mother told us that last night,” Jon said rolling his eyes before glancing at the woman who was now merrily chatting with his half-sister, “Do you ever pay attention?”

“Not really,” Robb said with a chuckle as he took the bow from Jon, “Maybe I should from now on,” he joked. Robb did not attempt to hide his glances like Jon did. After all Jon was a bastard whereas Robb was used to the attention of the Northern ladies. However, this one had yet to look at either boy. “C’mon give me some arrows,” Robb said

“You hate archery,” Jon said despite handing him one of the arrows he had just plucked from the target. He moved back to allow Robb to line himself up with the target but couldn’t help noticing the glances he kept firing at (Y/N) while he began to load the bow. “Oh, gods you’re trying to woo her with your shit archery?” Jon smirked at his half-brother.

Robb shot Jon a glare, “Will you shut it?” he hissed glancing over to see if she had heard, which of course she had not, “Besides im not shit,”

“You’re not good,”

“Fuck you,”

“No thanks,”

“Fuck off Snow,”

Their scawbling however did get them noticed “Boys!” Catelyn called across the courtyard with a sharp look before turning back to the girls.

While Jon smirked Robb had noticed you looking over at him, a faint smile ghosting your lips that made him even more determined to show Jon he was wrong. Robbs eyes kept flickering back to you as he knocked his arrow and drew the string back. He enjoyed the feeling of your eyes on him as he did so. He finally turned his attention to the target. Taking a deep breath and rolling his shoulders back, he lined up his shot, breathed in then. Release.

The arrow hit the second inner ring of the target. Robb grinned to himself, knowing secretly that Jon was right about his shooting skills. But when he looked back, he realised you were no longer there. He sighed but when Jon began to laugh, he felt his skin grow hot. “Fuck up,” he said, shoving the bow back into Jons hands.

“You tried to woo her with archery, and she didn’t even stay to watch,” Jon couldn’t control his laughter. He had noticed you walking away as soon as Robb turned his attention to the target but did not say anything as he wanted to enjoy the view of you undisturbed. The bonus was of course his brother’s ego being knocked off its high horse.

“Please like you could do any better,” Robb grumbled as he retrieved the arrow.

“I could,” Jon said, chest puffed, and shoulders raised, “Girls like me,”

“What girls?” It was Robbs turn to laugh, “I can’t even imagine you flirting,”

“You tried to flirt with an arrow,” Jon shot back.

Robb rolled his eyes, “Mate trust me,” Robb said, putting a hand on Jons shoulder which he quickly shrugged off, “She likes me,”

“She’s been here for two minutes,” Jon rolled his eyes.

“We’ll see,”

“Yeah. We will,”

“Fine,”

“Good,”

“Whatever,”

Theon walked over to the bickering duo, “What are you two on about now?”

“Nothing,” The brothers said in unison before storming off in separate directions.

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What did Robb know about girls anyway? Jon wondered as he walked the halls of Winterfell. Sure, he had girls’ attention because of his position but that doesn’t count. Besides Jon knew how to flirt. All be it he didn’t do it very often, but he was sure in theory he would do just fine. Why did Robb deserve you more than him anyway?

His mind soon went from frustration to thinking of you and suddenly his problems began to melt away. When he had noticed you, it was like all the air had been knocked out his lungs. Out of all the ladies he had seen you were by far the prettiest. The wide smile you wore when greeting his sister had warmed his heart from all the Norths cold. All he had been able to see was your hair and face due to the large clock you had been wearing but as his mind wandered, he couldn’t help but wondering what you looked like beneath it.

Jon was quickly snapped out his thoughts when he felt someone clash against his chest. His arm shoots out to grab the persons arm to steady them. “Apologies my- “Jon looked up to the person he had literally ran into and he felt his cheeks flush. “My lady I did not see you,” he stuttered, eyes flickering away from you in embarrassment.

“Jon?” You asked and he could hear the smile in your voice, “I hardly recognised you. It has been so long,” Jon couldn’t help the smile that spread on his face when he saw your wide grin. “You’ve grown,”

“As have you,” he said before his face fell, “not like that well like not in a bad way my lady- “

“It’s okay,” you laughed, “I know what you mean Jon. You have never been anything kind to me,”

Jon cleared his throat as he tried to stand tall, pretending he hadn’t made a complete arse of himself in front of you, “Are you off anywhere particular this evening my lady?”

“So formal,” you laughed hitting your shoulder as you continued your walk, Jon quickly turning to follow, “I was going to sneak to the kitchens to try squeeze a snack in before dinner. Mother forgot to pack us any food for our travels,”

“You don’t have to sneak my lady. You are a guest im sure lord stark would be more than happy to see you fed,”

“But is it not so much more fun this way?” you said in a low teasing voice, “I remember how we used to sneak away with Robb during feasts. Don’t act like you don’t like it this way,” Jon blushed at your words as a completely different potential scenario flashed across his mind, “Perhaps you could escort me to the kitchens?” your voice snapped him back to reality.

Jon cleared his throat, “Of course my lady,” Jon said as he took your arm you had outstretched to him.

You rolled your eyes as your arms linked, “You don’t need to be so formal Jon. No ones listening anyway. Besides we have so much caught up to do,” Jon had almost forgotten how chatty you had been but was glad to see the quality had not gone away.

Jon laughed along in your conversation, and grinned when his own jokes made loud laughs come from your mouth. Within minutes he was already so comfortable beside you like he had spent a lifetime by your side. However what Jon hadn’t noticed was Robb Starks icy glare when he spotted the two sneaking down the kitchen stairway.

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When dinner time had rolled around you were informed by Sansa you would be joining the Starks at their table, which you found out included Jon which you were secretly pleased about. When you walked in the room the only ones at the table were Catelyn and Robb who grinned when you entered. You tried to hide your blush when you noticed his perfect smile. Robb had also changed from when you last saw him, and he had grown at least a head in height.

At both ends of the table sat a larger chair, one of which Catelyn was currently occupying. Three chairs ran down one side of the table, four on the other. Robb sat beside his mother on the side with three chairs, leaving two left. “Lady (y/n),” he greeted when you entered, “I hadn’t known you were joining us my lady,” he had. He had asked his mother who shot him a silent questioning look, “Allow me,” he said as he pulled the chair next to him out for you.

You laughed lightly as you took your seat, Robb pushing it in for you with a smile before taking his own chair. Sansa rolled her eyes at her brothers’ antics as she sat beside you, “She’s my friend not yours,” she grumbled.

“Sansa!” Catelyn said sharply, “She is our guest as much as she is your lady,” you did your best to not laugh but a small smile graced your lips, “Sorry about that (Y/N),” she said with a sorry smile.

“Its okay Lady Catelyn,” you said.

“Call me Cat,” she said with a smile, but the conversation was interrupted as the youngest three Starks sprinted into the room. “Behave you lot,” Cat said as she helped the youngest Rickon into the chair beside her. Bran and Arya took the two closest chairs to the empty one at the head of the table, leaving the one across from you free. Robb mentally scowled at his siblings but figured sitting beside you had the far superior advantage.

When Jon arrived, their father was with him and as the two took their seats the food was brought out. The way you and Jon smiled at each other made Robb wanna roll his eyes, but he resisted as he acted the perfect gentleman. As dinner went on Sansa kept stealing your attention which Robb figured was at least better than Jon doing so. He thought he would never get to talk to you.

Until that is you turned to him, “Don’t you think so too Robb?” your voice brought him back from his daydreaming about you. he hummed in response as he came out his daze, “I was saying to Sansa how she should go horse riding more often. Riding can be so thrilling after all,” Robb tried not to blush when he thought of what he would rather you be riding. “You do still enjoy horse riding?” you said with a raised eyebrow.

“Oh yeah of course,” he said quickly, “Sorry my mind has been preoccupied lately,” he said causing Jon to roll his eyes, “but Sansa trust her there are few things better than it. (Y/N) always knew how to have fun,” he said with a smile which made you blush and quickly turn to face Sansa, but Robb had saw it. he looked at Jon with a slight smirk which only made the boy roll his eyes and look away. When Robb heard Sansa and you discussing plans to go riding tomorrow, he had a plan.

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Robb wasn’t being weird by being close by the stables around the time he knew you would be coming by. He just was tending to his own horse. Definitely of course, a complete accident that he was there when you appeared with Sansa in tow laughing about something. “Robb,” you exclaimed when you noticed him, “Are you joining us?” you said glancing at Sansa.

Sansa quickly shook her head saying a firm no. Robb rolled his eyes at his little sister, “I was just tending to my horse my lady,”

“That’s sweet,” you said as Sansa went off to retrieve her mother’s horse which she had said she could borrow before they decided to get her one of her own, “So many lords just toss their reigns aside when they’re done,”

Robb chuckled as he stepped away from his horse and followed you to yours, “Do you ride often my lady?”

“I try to at least go a few times a week,” you said as you took you went to saddle your horse only for Robb to step in.

“Allow me,” he said as he readied your horse for you.

You laughed gently, stepping back to allow him to do so, “Thanks Robbie,” you said as he did up the leather and clasped.

Robb couldn’t help his blush at the nickname you had been using with him since childhood, “Its no problem,” he assured before stepping back from the horse, “That’s you all set,”

“Help me up?” you asked as you stepped closer to the horse. Robb couldn’t help but notice your slight smirk when you had asked and with a quick inhale and a sudden wave of confidence, he stepped forward to pick you up by your hips and place you on your horse. You giggled as he did so and quickly steady yourself on the saddle, “I didn’t realise how strong you had got,”

Robb grinned at your comment, “Thank you my lady. Sometimes I don’t notice my own strength,”

“Then I feel bad for whoever ends up at the other end of your sword,” you laughed.

“You should watch me practise someday,” Robb said, “I do almost everyday at the training grounds,”

“I’ll have to stop by sometime,” you smiled down at him as Sansa trotted over on her horse. “Ready?” you asked the girl.

“I am if you stop flirting with my brother,” she smirked before riding out of the stable. Robb would’ve been embarrassed if he had not seen how your face had flushed and how you quickly rode after her. wait till Jon heard what you had been saying.

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“You can’t just grab a ladies’ hips,” Jon said, wide eyed. The pair were in the training yard getting ready to practise some sparring.

Robb smirked, “Really? Cause I did,” he said as he grabbed his practise sword off the rack, “Good hips by the way,” Jon rolled his eyes at his brothers’ antics, “You’re just mad that she likes me,”

“Maybe she was blushing because she was so embarrassed at the idea of flirting with you,” Jon said making Robb grumble, “At least she thinks im funny,” he added while he took his stance across from Robb.

Robb struck first. “Funny looking,” he said as their swords clashed.

“Fuck up,” he snapped, and Robb grinned. The grin fell when Jon took his own strike, quicker than Robb and harder too, “Are you really gonna let a girl come between us?”

As soon as Robb caught up to his brother’s speed, he replied, “If you won’t admit she likes me and not you then yeah,” Robb smirked only making his brother groan and knock Robb hard enough to drop his sword.

Robb cursed under his breath as he picked it up and took stance again. However, as he was doing this Robb happened to notice a certain someone walking into the training yard, arms linked with his sister. Robbs jaw almost dropped as he saw the new dress you must have recently made that was far more form showing than any of your other cloaks had been. He could see your curves even under the thick fabric and it made him strike his next blow even harder.

Jon was almost caught off guard at his brother’s seriousness however he had sparred with Robb long enough to know he only fought like this when he was angry. While he didn’t see the anger in his eyes, he knew how he would mess up. Jon only had to spar another few blows with the Tully boy before his footing got sloppy and Jon was able to knock his legs out from under neath him. “Cheap shot,” Robb spat as he pulled himself up from the hard ground.

Soft claps rang out over the training ground and Jon spun to see what had caused his brothers sudden intensity. And gods did he understand when he saw the smile perched on your lips as you clapped for him. Jon turned back to his brother with a smirk, “You’re just made she likes me,” he said emulating his previous words.

Robbs sword moved before Jon even had a chance to raise his own causing him to need to duck to dodge the blow. Sansa had never seen her brothers practise with such intensity or for any of their sparring to last so long. she glanced at you who was watching the pair intently and suddenly seemed to realise her brothers’ peculiar actions for the past week. “We should go,” she said softly.

At this point Robb had just managed to knock Jon to his feet. Again, you clapped before reluctantly drawing your eyes away and continuing your walk with Sansa. You couldn’t resist waving to the pair however as you were walking past. You smiled at the dopey grins on their faces as they waved back.

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For the next few weeks, the pair continued their relentless bickering and it turned into a competition of sorts. Every time one managed a private moment alone with you the other was around the corner to get the same. Jon would go out of his way to escort you to places you already knew the way to such as the kitchens or gods wood, but you never complained, enjoying his jokes along the way. Robb began to escort you and his sisters horse rides, much to Sansa’s annoyance, and suddenly took far more of an interest in the library after he noticed your frequent visits. One of Robbs favourite sights was watching as you curled up with a book in an armchair by the fire in the library. He thought you didn’t notice his shameless stares and gazes, but you had.

You had also noticed the way Jons cheeks tinged pink each time you laughed at his joke or touched his arm. Robb did not blush the way Jon did, but you began to notice his lingering touches when he helps you on your horse or past you a book off the top shelf. The attention was something you had grown rather fond of and weren’t about to complain about.

Sansa however was a different story. She was sick of her brothers bickering, something all the Starks agreed upon but only she had noticed why. She was also sick of her brothers both crashing her talks with you or stealing you away. “You do realise they’re both totally in love with you?” she asked as you sat with her in her chambers doing some embroidery, the one place they wouldn’t disturb you.

You blushed at her words, “I wouldn’t say they’re in love,”

“Okay but you do know that they like you like you,” she clarified rolling her eyes. You had grown fond of the admittedly sassy Sansa Stark, “They’re gonna end up killing each other,”

“That’d be no fun,” you fake pouted before laughing as she rolled her eyes, “What do you want me to do? I didn’t ask them to fight over me,” even as you said it the words felt silly. Sansa sat her threads down, giving you the classic Sansa face you had grown to hate and love all at once. “Fine, I’ll talk to them,”

“Thank you,” she smirked before turning back to her threads, “Maybe they’ll finally give us some peace,” she said and all you could do was laugh at the irony of her demanding your attention while being upset about her brothers doing the same.

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You hadn’t expected to talk to the boys as soon as you left but as you were walking from Sansa’s chambers to go find them you paused when you heard Robbs voice around the corner. “Maybe you should just back off,”

“Why do I need to back of?” When you heard Jons voice you slowly crept closer to the corner, pressing yourself against the wall just before the bend to hear properly, “Not everything is about you Stark,”

“Same for you Snow,” the venom was practically dripping off their voices. It would be concerning if the sound hadn’t sent a shiver up your spine at the hotness of the situation. The two most handsome men in Winterfell arguing over you? how could you complain?

“Well maybe we let her choose,” Jon said.

“Maybe we should,” Robb spat back.

Taking a deep breath, you decided to reveal yourself as you walked round the corner. Jons eyes grew wide when he saw you emerge and Robb quickly spun on his heels, his jaw slackening slightly at the sight. “My lady- “he began to stutter.

You held your hands up and he quickly stopped. You took a deep breath as you glanced around the corridors, “I think its time we had a little talk,” you said to the boys as you walked closer. The two almost hung their heads in shame, “Let’s go somewhere more private,” you said as you brushed past them and began to walk to your chambers.

The pair followed silently, tails between their legs when they realised, they had been caught. “This is your fault,” Robb mumbled but he groaned when Jon stuck his elbow into his side.

Luckily your room was not far, and you were soon ushering the pair in, latching the door behind you before facing them with your back pressed against the door. “What exactly am I supposed to be choosing?” you asked, eyebrow raised with a secret idea toying in your mind.

“My lady we can explain,” Jon began to stammer, cheeks going that cute shade of pink again, “Robb and I well we- “

“We both have an affection for you,” Robb continued trying to sound confident, but his voice failed him, “And we have been uh debating,” Robb said causing you to laugh.

“Debating?” you questioned, “It sounded more like an argument,” this time it was Robbs turn to blush.

Jon continued for his brother, “We just were trying to figure out which one of us you liked. Assuming you do like one of us,”

“I might,” you said with a slight smirk causing both boys heads to snap up, their eyes watching you intently.

“Well, which one of us is it?” Robb asked with eager eyes. He was internally praying to the gods to give him some luck or at least to have him swallowed up by the grounds if he was wrong about your affection. Jon was silently thinking the same.

You couldn’t help but laugh a little, “Who said it was one of you?” you said with a slight smirk. Both boys looked confused at your words. Pushing yourself off the door, you walked closer to the pair, “Would it be so bad if I didn’t choose? Were you not taught how to share?”

Part Two Here - Competition

Game of Thrones Taglist: @clairacassidy @nyotamalfoy

#robb stark angst #robb stark fluff #robb stark x reader #robb stark imagine #robb stark #robb stark smut #jon snow x reader #jon snow imagine #jon snow angst #jon snow #jon snow smut #jon snow fluff #game of thrones smut #game of thrones #game of thrones imagine #game of thrones x reader

[lecsainz]

Bathroom Incident

pairings: pierre gasly x sister!reader / daniel ricciardo x gasly!reader / max verstappen x gasly!reader / charles leclerc x gasly!reader / yuki tsunoda x gasly!reader / lando norris x gasly!reader

warnings: Y/N getting stuck in the bathroom, pierre being a heroic brother, the 2022 grid, a somewhat chaotic and funny visit.

authors note: I LOVE writing in this style!

word count: 746

It was a big day for Pierre Gasly and his sister Y/N, as they were both heading to the quali day at the Alpha Tauri team's garage. Y/N was a big fan of her brother's racing career and often accompanied him to various races around the world. She was excited to see him in action and cheer him on from the sidelines.

As they arrived at the garage, Y/N decided to use the bathroom before the qualifying session started. However, as she entered the bathroom, the door got stuck and she couldn't get out. She tried pushing and pulling the door, but it wouldn't budge.

Panic set in as Y/N realized she was trapped in the bathroom. She started banging on the door and shouting for help, hoping someone would hear her. The noise caught the attention of some of the drivers, including Max Verstappen and Daniel Ricciardo, who were passing by.

"What's going on in there?" Max asked, peering through the door.

"I'm stuck! The door won't open!" Y/N yelled, her voice echoing off the walls.

Daniel joined Max in trying to pry the door open, but their efforts were in vain. Meanwhile, Y/N's screams grew louder and more frantic.

As the commotion continued, other team members started gathering around the bathroom, trying to figure out what was going on. Some of them couldn't resist laughing at the chaotic scene.

Pierre, who was getting ready for the quali, heard the commotion and rushed to the bathroom. He recognized his sister's voice and knew he had to help her.

"Pierre! Get me out of here!" Y/N cried out.

Pierre tried pushing the door open, but it was no use. He knew he had to take matters into his own hands.

"Stand back, everyone!" Pierre yelled, before charging towards the door and kicking it open with a mighty blow.

The door flew open, and Y/N stumbled out, relieved to be free at last. She threw her arms around Pierre and hugged him tightly, grateful for his heroic rescue.

The incident became the talk of the team, with many of the members teasing Y/N about her misadventure. But despite the embarrassment, Y/N couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all.

"Next time, I'm sticking with you, Pierre," she joked. "At least I know you'll never leave me stranded in a bathroom! Now, let's go kick some racing butt!"

Pierre chuckled at Y/N's comment, happy to see her in good spirits again. He knew that his sister was a big support for him during races, and her positive energy always gave him an extra boost.

"Alright, let's do this!" Pierre replied, slapping Y/N on the back as they made their way to the pit. He was feeling confident about his chances in the qualifying race, and he was eager to show off his skills on the track.

After the qualifying session, Pierre Gasly made his way over to the group of journalists gathered in the paddock. As he approached, several of them turned to him with eager expressions, hoping to get a quote or two for their articles.

"Hey guys, how's it going?" Pierre greeted them, a friendly smile on his face. 

One journalist quickly jumped in with a question. "So Pierre, we heard about your sister getting stuck in the bathroom earlier. What happened?"

Pierre Gasly couldn't help but chuckle. "Well, it definitely wasn't the highlight of our day," he said with a grin. "Y/N always manages to find herself in the most hilarious situations. But in all seriousness, I'm just glad she's okay." Pierre couldn't help but laugh.

Y/N was walking through the paddock with some of her close friends who were also formula 1 drivers. 

"Hey Y/N, heard you got stuck in the bathroom earlier," Charles teased, grinning mischievously.

Y/N rolled her eyes, but couldn't help but smile at the memory. "Yeah, thanks to that faulty door."

“Did you find the secret pit stop in there?" Yuki joked, earning a chuckle from the others.

Y/N rolled her eyes but couldn't help but laugh. "Very funny, Yuki. You should try being stuck in a tiny bathroom for 30 minutes and see how you like it!" she retorted playfully.

Lando joined in, poking fun at Y/N. "I can't believe you got yourself trapped in there. What were you doing, practicing your escape artist routine?"

Y/N laughed, knowing that she had become the butt of their jokes. "Hey, at least I know how to make an entrance!"

#f1 fic #f1 fics #f1 x reader #f1 x y/n #formula 1 x reader #charles leclerc x oc #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x female reader #charles leclerc x you #fanfic #pierre gasly #pierre gasly x you #pierre gasly x y/n #pierre gasly x reader #pierre gasly x oc #lando norris x y/n #lando norris x oc #lando norris x reader #lando norris #yuki tsunoda #yuki tsunoda x reader #yuki tsunoda x oc #max verstappen x oc #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen #daniel ricciardo x oc #daniel ricciardo x you #daniel ricciardo x reader #daniel ricciardo

[semisolidmind]

For the Lion’s Den AU, what was it like when Wukong and Macaque first met Peaches? Love at first sight? Didn’t really notice her until she did/said something? Did they meet her separately or together?

(i briefly mention how they met in one of the earlier lion's den posts, but i guess i should give it some explanation)

reader attends her first meeting understandably apprehensive. she was told explicitly by azure not to draw too much attention to herself, given the nature of his comrades. he would defend her if needed, of course, but she would have to be prepared for their... disapproval, if it arose. she began to imagine what truly frightening beings may be behind the gilded doors that lead to the council hall.

the three demons already seated at the large table were not at all what reader was expecting.

they were worse.

azure failed to mention that his allies were none other than the dreaded monkey king, the six-eared macaque, and the demon bull king. anyone paying even the slightest bit of attention to local gossip had at least heard of these three; the tales of the bloodshed and ruin that followed in their wake were known across the land.

reader had seen it firsthand when the occasional survivors of their conquests would make their way (bloodied, broken, and burned) into her village begging for shelter.

truly a terrifying band.

even more terrifying was the way reader made accidental eye contact with the monkey king every time she dared to glance upward. she'd look down as soon as his golden pupils shot over to her, but reader could feel them on her for a few moments afterwards. even looking away, she could sense the way his sight would drift over to her every time he would address azure; the seating arrangement (azure on one end of the table, reader right next to him, with the monkey king on the other) didn't give her anywhere to hide.

she had to admit, the simian demon was more... upbeat? than she expected? despite his appearance, he acted not as a conquering warlord meeting with his allies to discuss how best to subdue their enemies, but as a man sharing a table with his friends. he joked, he laughed, he talked about old stories.

and what surprised reader the most... was that the demons around him joined in.

were reader not horribly aware that she sat among some of the most powerful demon lords in the world, she'd have felt as though she were back in her village listening to the farmhands after a hard day's work.

it was unsettling knowing that these were the monsters who had killed many innocent people just like those farmhands, and felt no remorse.

reader couldn't wait for this meeting to be over.

---

wukong couldn't wait for this meeting to be over.

as much as he enjoyed talking with azure and the brotherhood, he was much more interested in the human woman azure had brought with him. he could tell macaque was interested, too; any mortal that could catch the interest of one so goal-driven as azure lion must be something special.

wukong really wanted to know what her deal was. but, as much as he would've liked to call on her during the meeting, he got the feeling she'd freeze in fear if he brought attention to her that way. she looked like she wanted to sink into the floor and disappear.

there were little tears at the corner of her eyes the last time she accidentally looked at him.

...it was kinda adorable.

the monkey king glanced over at his brother, finding him staring at the woman as well; seems he'd had the same idea. it also seemed like reader hadn't noticed macaque looking at her in favor of keeping tabs on wukong (which was kinda flattering; he half-jokingly decided that meant she liked him more).

wukong came up with a spilt-second plan. he hid his mouth behind thoughtfully steepled fingers (he was only pretending to listen to the battle strategies being discussed anyway) and whispered it so that only his ever-vigilant brother could hear him.

once the meeting was over, the brotherhood had dispersed outside to get some fresh air. the monkey king crossed the courtyard, intent on distracting azure. he asked the general to take stock of a recent battle so that he and a nearby scribe could make note of it. though azure was a tad confused (shouldn't they have done that right after the battle happened?), he begins to list off information such as casualties, equipment lost, rations used, etc.

conveniently taking the lion's attention away from his little companion, who seemed to be wandering off toward a grove of fruit trees a ways away from the courtyard.

wukong flicked his tail in a certain way, meaningless to anyone but his brother, who took that as his signal.

the shadowmaster sunk into his namesake as soon as eyes were no longer on him.

wukong will join up with them later, once his side of the plan is complete.

---

macaque usually didn't pay much attention to mortals, aside from when he was killing them.

but the fact that the ever-so-honorable (more like hypocritical) azure lion had a little mortal woman at his side? well...that was certainly interesting.

macaque knew that azure was much gentler when it came to human commoners, letting them escape before raiding their towns. the shadowy simian found it amusing that the lion believed he was being merciful; a crowd of defenseless humans with nowhere to go, out in the wilderness? they were basically a demon buffet. and if demons didn't get them, wild animals or the elements would.

deciding to keep that observation in his back pocket for the next time azure nagged him about killing villagers, macaque stepped out of the shadows. the human sat a short distance away, leaned back against a flowering tree. it looked like she was admiring the scenery, completely unaware of him.

what did azure call her...? reader?

hm. azure could've picked anything to give her as a protective pseudonym, and he chose that? wonder what that could possibly say about her. she doesn't really look the academic type.

although, now that he's able to see her a little closer...

perhaps the six-eared demon could understand why the lion was taken with this human, at least physically. she's pretty, she's got nice proportions...but if looks were all that mattered, there's definitely more outwardly attractive humans to choose. her appearance can't be all there is. so, macaque decides to speak to her.

he calls out, casually asking her how she's enjoying the view. she startles and begins to rush out apologies and promises that she didn't mean to come here, she didn't realize she wasn't supposed be here, she didn't mean any harm by it, she'll leave—

macaque laughs, genuinely. she definitely used to be a servant or lower class, no one of any sort of status would apologize just for being somewhere. he goes and sits himself down next to her before she can stand and run away.

he can practically feel her trembling—oh. oh, she's starting to tear up a little...but she's putting on such a brave face.

macaque's pupils dilate a little.

she's just too precious.

after assuring her she's not in trouble, he asks her about herself; where'd she come from, what was her life like before, how did she meet azure?

now that was an interesting story. she actually nursed the stupid cat back to health, despite the fact that he's a big, scary demon? she's brave, he'll give her that. her story would certainly explain why azure took a shine to her. macaque jokingly asks reader if she regularly took demons in, or if azure was just a special case—because he really wouldn't mind being taken care of by her, he says flirtatiously. reader laughs a little at that.

the demons' six ears twitch. he likes that sound, he decides.

macaque can tell reader's getting more comfortable with him. she's opening up, even joking back at him. the attractive blush on her face makes him want to tease her more. the darker-furred demon finds that he likes it when she flusters at a compliment.

he kinda...doesn't want to stop talking with her. it's so easy, like he's always known her.

of course, that's when wukong shows up.

---

wukong had managed to sit through all of azure lion's report without falling asleep, which was an accomplishment all on it's own. afterwards, he managed to get yellowtusk on a long-winded lecture on...something or other, which he always insisted his brothers sit for.

having successfully trapped azure and peng in a manners-mandated lesson (one he knew would keep them for a good while; once the old elephant got started talking, he was difficult to stop), wukong excused himself to "check on dinner preparations." he sped off on his cloud toward where the kitchens were, intent on making a u-turn where the others couldn't see.

if azure wanted to follow, he'd have to interrupt his brother; something wukong knew he'd be hesitant to do.

with that taken care of, the simian ruler quickly tracked his little mark, finding her and his brother under a flowering peach tree. deciding to eavesdrop on their conversation, he stepped gently from his cloud onto the branches above them.

after a moment listening to them (and getting a little jealous that mac had managed to get her to laugh, which was a pretty sound he wanted aimed at him), wukong swung down, shaking some flower petals free, landing gracefully in a crouch at reader's feet. he cheekily apologizes for "dropping in" so unexpectedly.

at her frightened gasp and backpedal, wukong rushes to reassure her he means no harm. he's just curious, he wants to hear her story too, honest! he keeps his tone gentle and playful, and attempts to be as non-threatening as possible (which is tough, since he knows his reputation precedes him).

when reader finally manages to speak (thanks to a little encouragement from macaque), wukong perks up. she doesn't seem as scared of his brother anymore at least, which is a very good sign. as she tells her story, he takes in her features up close.

after hearing how she cared for azure, wukong unknowingly echoes his brother's earlier sentiment; he kinda wants reader to take care of him, too.

he sees how her eyes shine with dewy unshed tears, her face flushed at the demons' proximity (they're both in her space, macaque practically leaning against her shoulder and wukong sitting so close in front that their knees were touching). he notices the way the dappled sunlight hits her skin, the way her lashes frame her eyes. he notes the way loose peach blossom petals decorate her hair. he has to stop himself from reaching out to tuck the little strands that have escaped her updo back into place.

wukong finds himself becoming a bit enamored. his tail curls a bit, and his smile becomes gentler the longer he looks at her.

after talking with her for a while and sharing his and macaque's own stories, wukong realizes that they've been gone for a few hours; the sun is beginning to set, the grove taking on a golden hue. they should probably actually go check on dinner, and (regrettably) return reader to azure.

buuuuut....maybe not right away.

wukong offers reader a tour of the stone palace before she leaves.

---

reader didn't know what was happening.

why was she able to speak with these— these murderers so easily? she should be running away, she should be excusing herself back to azure's side as politely and quickly as she could!

but...but she was having fun. she was having a friendly chat with the monkey king and six-eared macaque of all demons—and laughing, for heaven's sake.

though most of it stemmed from her fear of offending them, the fact that she's speaking with them at all feels like a betrayal of her race. these two, on their own, had killed hundreds, possibly thousands of humans. they could change their minds about playing nice at any moment.

but—but in this light, in this context...they were almost like any ordinary men. were it not for their obviously demon appearances (though reader couldn't say the two were unattractive; the soft glow of the evening light did them many favors), their status, their bloody history—reader could consider them good company.

thinking about it made her want to cry, like she'd been on the verge of the entire time she'd been on this mountain. she wanted to go home and have that cry in the privacy of her bedchambers.

so when the monkey king (he insisted she call him wukong) offered to take her on a tour of the palace, reader thoroughly considered refusing, politeness be damned. she should really just go back to the monster she knows, not run off with one she doesn't.

however, she was curious about what the rest of the cave looked like. she and azure had entered through the massive water curtain, been lead through a large foliage-infested pavilion full of wukong's chattering simian subjects, into the reception hall, and then immediately into the council room. she hadn't gotten to see much, but what she did see she considered very beautiful.

reader, through her anxiety, had marveled at everything she saw. flower fruit mountain was so...alive compared to camel ridge. she preferred it here, at least in that way.

maybe...maybe going on a little tour wouldn't be so bad. it'd give her an excuse for her absence from azure's side, for one (though it wasn't like she was doing anything wrong by not being next to her kidnapper every second). he could stand to not have her near for a few more hours. plus, how could he say no to something as innocent as a tour? and if the eager look on the monkey king's face along with the coaxing smile on macaque's were any indication, they probably weren't going to take "no" for an answer.

well, reader thought in a resigned manner, she'd already gotten this far. what was the harm in spending a little more time with these two?

#bad end wukong #twice as bad au #lion's den au #this got long

[iamderp07]

Meet Eddie Dear's Family! These are my new Welcome Home Original Characters (WH OCs) that I created based on Eddie Dear, one of my favorite WH characters! It took me a while to finish them, but I'm happy to have them out of my head!

Some Dear Siblings HeadCanon/Fanon Facts down below 🤣👇

1. Their parents are Elizabeth and Eddison Dear. Beth is from Texas, and Edd is from Louisiana.

2. Emmett is the oldest among the three Dear siblings, and Eddie is the youngest. Ellie is the middle child and the one and only daughter of Beth and Edd (All of them are equally loved, don't worry 😆🤣👍).

3. Emmett is 8 years older than Eddie, while Ellie is 4 years older than Eddie.

4. Eddison and Emmett work at the family-owned hardware shop, with Emmett often handling deliveries using his truck. Beth works at the family post office, where she used to work alongside Eddie. Meanwhile, Ellie owns a diner that was passed down from her grandparents.

5. The Dear siblings all have mitten like hands! Though Ellie has more feminine ones. Perfect for hugging their friends, neighbors, partners, and of course each other!

6. Eddie frequently stays connected with his family through phone calls and mail. ☎️📬

And I like to think that they've added a personal touch to their letters by using custom designed letters, each serving as a unique signature from every family member.

7. Emmett inherited his name from their great-grandfather on their mother's side, while Ellie and Eddie's names were derived from their parents' names - a shortened and endearing version:

Elizabeth - Ellie

Eddison - Eddie

8. Ellie and Eddie talk a lot about their day via phone call-A LOT. During late-night conversations, they end up talking for hours. Eddie often shares a lot with her about Frank, and she loves listening to her brother gush about him.

9. Emmett and Eddie also talk via phone, where Emmett tends to let Eddie take the lead in the conversation. There are times when Emmett ends up dozing off but still holds onto the phone.

10. During calls and when together, Emmett assists Eddie in managing his forgetfulness, much like their father. Emmett provides advice and solutions, especially when he notices Eddie in need of help or feeling troubled. Ellie also contributes in a similar supportive manner.

11. Eddie and Ellie are often mistaken for twins based on their looks and close sibling bond. Ellie actually gets flattered whenever someone mentions this because it makes her feel younger.

12. Among the three siblings, Ellie and Eddie have shared a close bond since childhood (probably because of the short age gap and since Emmett works a lot with their Pa). Despite Emmett being the more reserved and stoic one, all three of them have a good sibling relationship.

13. Emmett is usually fine with receiving hugs but occasionally gives one.

14. Emmett's instrument of choice is the guitar, while Ellie likes to play the harmonica. Eddison bought Ellie her own harmonica for her 12th birthday, and she has always carried it around with her since then.

15. Ellie and Emmett had their Mailman/Mailwoman phase.

16. Ellie is lesbian while Emmett just assumes he is cisgender. He wrong, he is actually bisexual ufhsjgkxxjgz

17. Ellie is like the second mom of the family.

18. At some points during the year, Eddie heads back to his hometown to visit his family.

19. Ellie has a terrible fear of heights.

20. One of the reasons why Eddie has a fear of bugs is probably because of Ellie.

21. Emmett would bring Eddie alongside him during his deliveries when Eddie is around and available.

22. When Ellie and Emmett first arrived in the Welcome Home Neighborhood, Wally somehow mistook them as Eddie's parents. This made Eddie laugh.

23. Emmett is actually good friends with Howdy and Barnaby. Howdy and Emmett would talk about business, while he and Barnaby tell each other jokes.

24. Ellie actually has good balance and poise. But gets all clumsy when she's flustered.

25. Ellie has a crush on one of Julie Joyful's siblings. Specifically, she has a crush on Franny Joyful.

#welcome home #welcomehome #welcome home puppet show #welcome home oc #welcome home eddie #welcome home eddie dear #eddie dear #eddiedear #dear family #puppet oc #muppet oc #I'm hyperfixated on this family right now

[sturniololoco]

Big Game pt 6

Sturniolo Little Sister (SLS) x Nathan Doe

Warnings: blood, falling, kissing, wall punching?, etc.

Nate’s POV

I lifted SLS/N off the couch as I heard the ambulance pull up to the warehouse. The EMTs rushed over and took her from me, laying her on a stretcher and asking her questions. She was only able to mumble little responses as they lifted her into the back of the van.

I climbed in with her, holding her hand. She tried to squeeze back, but could barely manage in her current state. Chris tried to climb in as well, but the EMT stopped him.

"Only one in the van." He grunted, working fast to check SLS/N's blood pressure.

Chris looked at me, his eyes fearful. I began to stand up to let him in, but Matt stopped me.

"You go with her, we'll follow." He grabbed Chris's arm, leading him to their car in a sprint. Nick was already in the back.

The EMTs closed us in and began working on SLS/N as best they could till we got to the hospital.

-

They unloaded SLS/N out of the van, sprinting the stretcher inside and barking orders. Me right behind them. The only words I could comprehend out of their mouths were "Lost a lot of blood" and "Hurry up".

They got SLS/N to a room and ran her inside. I could see a doctor already in the waiting, gloves on his hand. I began to walk behind her, but a nurse stopped me, telling me I couldn't be in the room with her yet.

She then shut the door in my face, leaving me no choice but to wait for the triplets in the waiting room.

On my way down the hallway, I felt all of the emotions I'd been holding in let go, causing me to punch the wall.

"Fuck!" I yelled into the empty hallway. The tears started welling in my eyes. I couldn't walk, I couldn't breathe.

I sunk down on the floor, tears pouring, my chest tightening uncomfortably. I put my head in my hands and sob.

I then hear loud footsteps running down the hall. I stand up and see the triplets sprinting down the hallway towards me.

Chris gets there first, wrapping me in a hug. I was taken aback but hugged home all the same. He pulled back and held me in front of him by the shoulders, looking at me with red puffy eyes due to crying.

"Chris, I can't lose her. I love her so goddamn much." I say to him, my voice shaking and coming out in sobs. He pulls me back in, Matt and Nick joining us this time.

"We know Nate," Nick says, not sounding mad, only squeezing me tighter in his embrace.

Then we walk to the waiting room to wait.

-

"Sturniolo?" A nervous voice calls about six hours later. We all jump to our feet and follow her back down the hallway.

She opens the door after saying, "She's awake and responsive, just be quiet. Her head most defiantly hurts."

We nod and then walk through the open door.

SLS/N was lying in her hospital bed, her leg, which was now in a full-on cast, being suspended from a hammock-looking thing.

She gave us a sleepy smile, her own face stained with tears. I walk up to her and kneel beside her bed, grabbing her hand.

"How ya feeling, sweetheart?" I ask her, the tears threatening to fall again.

"I'm fine! I got a new haircut!" She says, her voice coming out raspy from sleep. She takes her arm and flips her hair to the side, allowing us to see a square of hair shaved off, now replaced with stitches.

I let out a breathless laugh. Only SLS/N would be joking right now.

I stood up, gave her a kiss on the forehead, and then backed away, allowing her brothers to check in on her. Chris wouldn't stop apologizing, no matter how many times she told him "I'm okay, It was an accident."

He eventually gave up and settled for a hug. Nick and Matt also said their hello's, checking in on their baby sister.

-

Nick went to the front desk to work on some paperwork while the rest of us stayed behind with SLS/N.

"Nate?" I hear her call.

I stand up so fast and walk to her side, sitting on the edge of her bed. She gives me grabby hands, signaling that she wants a hug. I do so, despite the awkward angle due to her broken ankle.

I lean in and give her a kiss, deep and passionate, but not too hard so as not to hurt her head. Just as I was about to tell her how much I love her, and how I was glad she was okay, Nick walked back into the room.

"ew, get a room!" He yells, making a fake gagging noise.

"This is my room jackass! You can leave anytime!" She shouted at her brother, who immediately shut up. She pulls my neck, and brings me back in for another kiss.

One more part tomorrow!!!

@idkwhosnyla @babypat08 @eyelessdemon00 @christopherowensturniolo @sturnsxx @freshloveforthefit @matty443355 @sleepysturnss @emeraldgreenbeautiesstu @sunsetsturniolos @hoesturniolo @x4nd3rsukz @chr1sgirl4life @sstvrnioloo @sturns-posts @chrisstopherfilmed @kylasrealityx @zoeysturnioloooooo @comet235 @islaasblog @sturnioloblogs @defnotayonna @mattsleftnipple03 @thematthewlover @mattsaq

#nick sturniolo #sturniolo imagine #sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matt sturniolo #sturniolo smut #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #christopher sturniolo #nathan doe x reader #nathan doe smut #nathan doe

[fallenclan]

random cat-specific headcanons

or i guess. canons. since im the guy who made the clan.

-silverbelly is extremely soft on any cat/kit that joined the clan young. especially if they're around the same age she joined the clan, 3 moons. she always takes extra care to show them around camp and assure them if they ever need medical attention she wants them to come and tell her, and she promises she'll help. because of this, a lot of cats who joined the clan young are also very soft on her in return, and will sometimes just come to the medicine den to hang out.

-Wormshade has TERRIBLE allergies. the worst. in newleaf his nose gets extremely itchy and he keeps scratching it even when Flyspots keeps telling him not to. sometimes it makes the scar on his nose hurt from all the itching, poor fella. his kids (Beefreckle & Mothspots) make fun of him endlessly for this.

-on the topic of FlyWorm. flyspots absolutely BEGGED wormshade to name their kits after bugs when they came along. wormshade wanted to name one of them after Nick, but agreed that Nickkit was a weird name and they went with bugs instead.

-Maplestar & Applebranch both forget that Honeygleam is dead sometimes. every so often they'll be hanging out and instinctively go to say something to him and find he isn't there.

-Silverbelly still has some of the dried herbs that were always stuck in Stormsight's pelt. she found them on her fur after the vigil and tucked them away in a little crevice. sometimes when she's really missing him she'll lie down and rest her face on them.

-about 80% of the clan is under the impression that Juniperfoot, Myrtleclaw, and Sandsnap are dating. this includes Ospreyswipe (Juniper's brother).

-when Hawkwish lost her leg, Applebranch helped her with her physical therapy, giving her tips on how to improve her balance after losing a limb. this brought them really close, and now sometimes Hawkwish will go to the elder's den after a long day and hang out with her grandma, who is happy to listen to her vent, chatter on about nothing, or just sit in silence and wash her granddaughter's ears.

-Eaglestripe & Hawkwish were never very close to Rabbitpounce. he didn't mean to have kits with Molesong, and (with Molesong's permission) wasn't really interested in raising them. he was more like the socially awkward uncle to them than a dad. despite this, Rabbitpounce was the one who gave Eaglestripe her full name when she went to receive it at the glow-cave.

-Willowsplash and Bub are the WORST EVER cats to get in an argument with (closely followed by Bluefern, Evie, & Newtscar). they will not only verbally tear you to shreds (backing each other up the entire time) but they find any and all attempts at retaliation funny. absolutely infuriating couple that loves to get silly with it.

-Bluefern and Newtscar were best friends since they were kits. they grew up in the nursery together, and then they were apprentices together. when Evie joined the clan, they would sometimes laugh about how they both had a crush on him, and along the way, they realized they both had a crush on each other, too. they became mates with the hope that Evie would soon join them.

-Waspflight often feels overshadowed by her siblings, but covers up this insecurity with an energetic personality, and lots and lots of jokes. she had a little crush on Salmonskip when they were apprentices, but grew to see her more as a sister when Salmon and Moosefall started to date.

-Mossfrog isn't sure how she feels about possibly being deputy one day. she knows that a lot of the clan expects her to, since she was always a prodigy and graduated so early, but she's terrified of the idea of being in charge of an entire clan, even if she does like the idea of being able to look after them. sometimes she wishes she could be deputy without the expectation of being leader.

-most of the cats around his age have a crush on Myrtleclaw. hes charming like that.

-out of all of her siblings, Hailcrash was always the least close with Moonstep. they got along, sure, but they weren't best friends--despite this, she still relies on him a lot, even if she's a little older than him (Moonstep is the youngest of all Toro's kits).

-Maplestar was always the leader of the bunch (the bunch being him, Honeygleam, Applebranch, Silverbelly, & Dawnshine) when they were young. he was the most mature, and a good decision maker, so he often found himself reining in Honey, Dawn, and Apple's chaos, and stepping up when Silver was too shy to. because of this, they would sometimes jokingly call him Maplestar. Applebranch always secretly thought he'd make a great leader; turns out she was right.

-Boulderstep still sometimes worries that clanborn Fallenclan cats don't trust him, since he came from a clan that was, at the time, at war with them. Fallenclan is on better terms with Shallowclan now, but he still makes a point to avoid their borders, and not mingle with any Shallowclan cats at gatherings.

-on the topic of gatherings. the first gathering that Maplestar attended as leader, he almost called it quits and went home. he still thinks that he's never felt as awful as he did in that moment, as all the clans watched him step out of the crowd and jump to the top of the gathering rock, where his father had stood for as long as most cats could remember. the only thing that kept him there was Applebranch grinning at him from the crowd, even as she cried.

-though Sorrelstem still misses Otterslip, the memory of him has become less soft over time. she never went out looking for him (though she often wanted to), but she always told her kits that he was on the right side of history. sometimes, as time went on, she wondered if that was true.

-Teddyfluff was glad that Otterslip got exiled. he gave him the creeps. he would rather die than admit this to his beloved wife.

-Crowflame tries not to show it, but sometimes he's insecure about his scars. he's easily the most scarred cat in the clan, and some cats (especially kits and apprentices) will stare at him, or make a remark. Blizzardfang (his mate) has become excellent at figuring out when he's feeling especially awful. if complimenting how handsome he looks that day doesn't work, she'll simply stand on his scarred side and press up against him until her fur covers the injury. he pretends to be mad, but secretly loves being close to her.

-Yewberry has a very short temper. Brambletuft has helped him soften it a little, but he still finds himself set off by some things--particularly if any cat brings up Otterslip. he'll snap at them to shut up and forget about the past, and usually stalk off. more lighthearted things that make him mad are when Ivybounce calls him "little brother" (he's only a few minutes younger, thank you very much) or when people laugh about how much bigger Brambletuft is than him (he is NOT that small. fuck you).

i will be doing more of these. peace & love forever

#fallenlore #i need a better word than canons though. just lore?

[enha-sua]

( 📂 ) ... SUA'S REALATIONSHIP WITH ENHYPEN !

♡. JUNGWON (suwon) !

he will admit , he had a small crush on th girl when they first debuted , but it didn't even last like a month because they were so busy he didn't even have time to think , and it just went away.

his old crush on her aside , jungwon and sua get along really well , like a older sister younger brother.

their relationship is built on the mutual respect they have for each other , he respects her as his older sister , and she respects him as a leader.

they learned to fully put their trust in each other and motivate each other whenever they need it.

♡. HEESEUNG (suseung) !

2/3 of the love triangle , probably the most famous pair between the triangle to , heeseung isn't shy when expressing his feelings about the girl.

you could also see he also took a liking to the girl during i-land , he also go find her when she was alone , sitting with her , talking to her and helping her with her the challenges , many fans trying to catch his reactions when she popped up on screen.

there's never not a time where they aren't caught being on cute outings together , like shopping (cue those cute photos of the boyfriends holding the girls bag while she shops.)

he cares for her deeply and understands her and enjoys her company so much , but he is also aware of the third party.

♡. JAY (say) !

their relationship is one that's mostly shown off camera , on camera they have their cute moments , but you don't really catch because jay is sly with it.

they have a relationship where they don't have to always be around each other or show each that they care for the other.

they're the same age , but he is so much wiser than she is in his opinion and when she needs help he is always there.

his hypewoman fr , if no one laughs at his dad jokes , she is. she's gonna make sure he knows he's loved by many including her.

♡. JAKE (suyun) !

sua and jake didn't really like each other in the beginning , during i-land fans would always comment on how they actively avoided each other , and when they had to interact it would be short with no type of emotions.

even when they debuted , they avoided each other for a short while , it wasn't until 3 months that they actually started to warm up to each other.

their relationship only went up from then , they actually enjoyed being around each other , some fans thought it was just for the cameras. until a clip of them was of them at a dinner together, not like a date (of course shippers took it that way) but they were just hanging out without the cameras.

their on camera interactions are so cute though , joking around silently when they aren't supposed to , them talking in english , but both their accents being so strong that no one understands but them.

♡. SUNGHOON (suhoon) !

3/3 of the love triangle , sunghoon has always shown his affection for sua , she just noticed it , but everyone else did , including heeseung , he was the one who told her.

he is definitely more attentive towards her than he is to the other members , buying things for her if he see's it and is thinking of her.

while heeseung and sua's relationship is more so like a cheesy but cute k-drama , sua and sunghoon are like enemies to lovers , they love to bicker , but many fans say that's their way of flirting (maybe it is , maybe it isnt)

he also cares for her and loves being in her company, that's why he can't help but want to be around her all the time.

♡. SUNOO (susun) !

the sunshine duo of the group , ever since i-land they've been close , one of the first people she ever talked to.

she never made friends easily , not really trusting people , but it came easy for them , she allowed herself to trust him.

he's easily approachable and she can tell him anything that's on her mind , despite him being younger , he definitely gives good advice.

spend their off times shopping and going to different cafes and food shops.

♡. NI-KI (su-ki) !

she has a younger brother, and she very protective over him , and ni-ki is no different , that's like her blood brother in her eyes.

knows how tough it can be to leave your family and move to a different country , so they often bond over that , if one of them is feeling home sick or if everyone goes home , they'll go out and do something special together.

ni-ki sees sua as his older sister , a sense of comfort if you will , his home away from home , someone he knows will always have his back no matter what.

they're relationship is so wholesome , seeing them interact always makes fans smile- ni-ki making sua laugh when she's upset and sua always taking care of him.

©️ENHA-SUA

#ㅤ ㅤ꒰..🪷꒱ sua : relationships ⊹꒪ #kpop added member #kpop reactions #kpop addition #enhypen 8th member #enhypen reactions #kpop female addition #kpop female oc #enhypen added member #kpop female member #enhypen female addition #enhypen female member #8th member of enhypen #enhypen addition #enhypen female oc #fictional idol addition #fictional idol oc #fictional idol community #fictional kpop idol

[creative-kny-fics]

Hi! If request are open, 21 trio? Lee!giyuu and ler!sanemi and obanai? U don’t have to btw!

When they call them trio 21 it reminds me of a meme I saw in which Sanemi and Obanai said: Being hashiras made us friends, but hating Tomioka made us brothers KAHSLSHSLSHS 😭 well, let's change that 👌🏼

Lee: Giyuu Tomioka

Lers: Sanemi Shinazugawa and Iguro Obanai

Sanemi and Obanai didn't understand one thing, how was it possible that Shinobu, despite being rejected countless times, still tried to be Giyuu's friend?

'That idiot... He thinks he's better than everyone... I HATE HIM!'

If Sanemi and Obanai were together, they only did one thing: Roast Giyuu. It would be no exception on that occasion.

'Come on Tomioka-San! Let's be friends! I know you want to~!'

Shinobu received no response, she wasn't angry, but she felt 'disappointed'. 'Ooooh, so I need to "get your attention", hmm~?'

This did catch Giyuu's attention, starting to walk away slowly, only for after a few steps, Shinobu jumped, hugging him by the neck and squeezing his ribs. 'Wait... What is Kocho doing...?'

'I hope she's trying to choke him or bend his neck.', both of their eyes widened when they heard a male laugh, it wasn't either of them, that means... 'Ko-Kohocho...!! O-Okahahay!! Sohohorry...!!', after that, Giyuu and Shinobu walked away, now "talking".

Sanemi and Obanai saw each other, pinched themselves, shook their heads, even slapped each other. 'Did you just see... The same thing I just saw...?'

'Did Giyuu Tomioka just laugh...?'

Their confusion was evident, Giyuu never spoke and now, suddenly, he just laughed? They both saw each other, gave each other a knowing look, if Shinobu had gotten Tomioka to talk just for a few tickles, they would both make his 'I'm not like you' behavior disappear once and for all.

And of course, also the opportunity to 'humiliate' him and get some revenge, for what? For nothing really, Sanemi and Obanai simply want to teach him a lesson.

'There it is... What do you think we do? Should we push him to the ground or should I hold him tight while you tickle him?'

'I wanted to humiliate him in front of people, but I guess it will be difficult to get him off his estate. Let's do this, we put him on the ground and I climb on his arms and you on his hips,' Sanemi nodded before realizing that Obanai had practically stated his plan in other words.

Then there would be time to complain to him, Obanai had already gone ahead and was now banging hard on the door of Giyuu's estate.

'Who-? Oh, Obanai, how are you...? Shinazugawa...? What are you two doing here...?', neither of them visited him and the only visit they gave him was only to push him to the ground and close the door.

Just as they had planned, they laid him down and sat on his arms and legs, thinking that Giyuu would move, would start begging that they didn't do it, that they let him free, but he didn't do anything.

They both looked upset, was he trying to show them that he was better than them by not being ticklish? Not at all, he didn't believe they were capable of doing that, he was shocked. 'Why are you doing this...?'

'Why? Well, you're fucking shameless... That's why you always do your "I'm not like you" bullshit. Now what are you going to say about it?'

Giyuu frowned, were they seriously doing this? For a moment he thought they were joking or that he was dreaming, but no... 'Fuck you,' was his response.

Sanemi didn't look upset, he looked happy, as if I had given him one more reason to carry out his purpose. 'With pleasure...~'

'...If you're going to do gay things, please let me know and Kaburamaru and I will back off...'

Okay, that did make Sanemi angry and he knew what he would do after destroying the 'Giyuu's pride'

'Kanzaburo, when you came to my window, you seemed worried and wanted me to come running to Tomioka-San's farm, but... Why? I don't understand, is he okay?!'

Kanzaburo shook his head, worrying her more and forcing her to quicken her pace.

She expected to find Giyuu with some injury or perhaps dazed but what she found was... 'WHEHEHEN AHAREHE YOHOU AHAHAHA GOHOHOING T-TO STOHOHOP?!' I HAHAHAVE NEHEHEVEHER TIHICKLEHEHED YOHOHOHOU!! PLEHAHAHASEHEHE!! STOHOHOHOP THIHIS!!'

'Hah, what's wrong Tomioka? Where is your cold person behavior? Was it just a facade?!' 'You should see yourself... You squirm like a worm and you can't even utter a single word without laughing out loud!'

How bad was Giyuu? Enough to have some tears threatening to come if Sanemi and Obanai continued tickling him like there was no tomorrow.

'Ehem!', Shinobu cleared her throat, drawing both of their attention and being a signal to stop.

They didn't expect anyone to arrive, I mean, they both thought that no one visited Giyuu, but apparently they did. 'What? We haven't done anything wrong, we're not breaking any rules!'

'What he said! What's happening? You did it before and no one judged you, so don't look at us that way!'

Shinobu approached them and pulled their ears, they were expecting a long talk, but...

'You've done it all wrong! Giyuu doesn't need to be tickled so hard! A gentle touch will make him laugh... Isn't that right Tomioka-San~?', Giyuu laughed nervously as he watched Shinobu approach.

Maybe after this, he would finally talk a little more or stop having that cold face.

#demon slayer tickling #demon slayer tickle #ler!sanemi #ler!obanai #lee!giyuu #trio 21

[fl3shm4id3n]

Reader who come from earth and who used to be a thief and has a bunch of expensive jewelry and diamonds from her last job and all the adults and kids find it, and they kind of freak out about it but she explains how she got it like it’s no big deal and jokes about it (kinda like an oceans 8 story)

Dᵢₐₘₒₙdₛ ₐᵣₑ ₐₙ ₐᵤₙₜ'ₛ Bₑₛₜfᵣᵢₑₙd

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐣𝐨𝐛 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐝, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐏𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐣𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐬, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐨𝐛𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

ᴊᴀᴋᴇ ꜱᴜʟʟʏ x ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ), ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜʟʟʏ ᴋɪᴅꜱ x ᴀᴜɴᴛ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ)

Tw: jewelry thief, robbery, cursing, family goofiness.

A/N: I thought this would be a funny fic to write, I loved it.

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Ever since you were left alone on earth, you did whatever to get some money to be able to eat. You lived with a gang on the streets, they had taken you in after you were left on your own. You would pickpocket and take little things from stores, but your group wanted to go bigger. You began to sneak into jewelry stores and sometimes rich people's home and take whatever you thought was pretty. Whatever you took, you got to keep, you liked having something pretty since you were always on your old rags, while your group would pawn their stuff for money.

Then your brother had somehow got in contact with you and had asked you to go to Pandora with him and his family. At first you weren't so sure, but you got convinced by your gang that you should go, that you had a family, unlike them. You didn't want to but you finally agreed to go. You said your goodbyes to your friends and left. Only taking whatever little you got and your jewels.

When you arrived, you were greeted by Jake, to your surprised you recognized him even thought he was now a blue cat. Then you met your nieces and nephews, let alone his wife. Who did not seem to like you at all. She hated humans for sure, when she first saw you, she just hissed at you at in attempt to scare you, but you just brushed it off.

The kids in the other hand were just amazed to know that they had an aunt. Sure you were human, but so was their dad at some point. You got bombarded with questions about yourself, about earth and other things. It was nice seeing that your nieces and nephews had an interest in you despite being a human.

While you were in a conversation with your brother about just things that had been going on.. You didn't notice how Tuk had been looking in your bag, you had let them look at your earth stuff, but she came across your jewel bag. She opened it, and her eyes lit up just like the diamonds you had stolen. She took out a small diamond neckless with little heart shapes. She stared at it then she looked at you. "Aunty? Where did you get this?" You turned over to look at her, seen the neckless in her hands. This also caught your brother' attention. "Yeah, where did you get it?"

You looked at him then at Tuk. "I got it off some rich people's home" you blurt out, making Jake to look at you with horror in his eyes. "You stole?!" he asked, meanwhile Lo'ak and Kiri were now looking in the jewelry back to see what other things you got. "Yeah? Duh" you said with a chill not so bothered look. While your brother still had a look of horror. "Y/n what kind of influence are you giving my children" he demanded, making you laugh. "What else was I suppose to do? Fucking die in the streets of starvation?" you asked while chuckling, but Jake was not joking. "Don't you sass me young lady" he said, going into his big brother mode.

"Calm down Jake, I may be small but I can still kick your ass old man" you warned him, but he got an offended look on his face. "I'm not old" he said, crossing his arms. "The hell you are!" you laughed, seen your big brother pout like a child. "Also, here you go" you said, holding your brother's arm band, when he saw what you had your hand, he looked over at his arm, seen that his arm band was gone. He glared at you and took it right away.

"Hey Aunty, can you teach me how to do that?" Lo'ak asked, having been watching the altercation of you and your brother. "Of courses!" you smiled at him, but Jake gave you another glare. "You better not y/n" he warned, but you just rolled your eyes. You were going to teach him anyway.

#avatar x reader #atwow x reader #jake sully x sister reader (platonic) #the sully kids x reader (platonic) #the sully kids x aunt reader (platonic) #jake sully x reader (platonic) #human reader #human y/n #female reader #female y/n #avatar fics #atwow fics #avatar requests #atwow requests #platonic #platonic relationships #aphrodite's writing

[axelsagewrites]

Robb Stark*Yearbook

Pairing: Modern!Robb Stark x reader

Summary: after years of secret pinning the reader is confronted with the end of high school and her crush

Word count: 2794

not requested but i got this idea at 2am last night and ran with it. been a while since i did something fluffier so enjoy

Warnings: none

Masterlist Here

As you walked down the corridor, you seriously considered sprinted as fast as your legs could carry you to the car park and escaping this place. As you were in deep thought about your getaway plan you felt two strong hands clamp down on your shoulders. “Jesus Christ Robb!” you yelled, smacking his shoulder as he moved to stand beside you, “You scared me,”

Robb cackled as he moved next to you, holding onto your shoulder to keep himself steady, “That was amazing,” he laughed, his head nuzzling your shoulder as he tried to compose himself, “You should’ve seen your face,”

“This is why I hate you,” you said with all the fake malice you could muster.

“Please you love me,” he grinned as he finally stood up. He was right, he just didn’t know it. you had been best friends since you started high school together and now it was senior year, and he still didn’t know about your freshman crush.

One time you tried to tell him. Junior year you sucked up all your courage and walked up to him, determined to ask him to prom, only to walk over to find Talisa wrapped around his arm. They’re smiles were sickening when they told you they were going to prom together. You tried to look happy, telling them they were cute together despite it cutting you up inside. You eventually ended up having to go with Jon.

Talisa and Robb actually ended up dating for a few months and as much as you wanted to hate her, she was one of the sweetest people you’d met. It was hard to get used to her being around, but you did it for Robb. At points you even tried to distance yourself to try get over him, but he always tracked you down after a week of ignoring him. The hardest part was trying to make him feel better when they broke up but even till now Robb had never told you why they did.

Jon was also the first person you talked about your crush and was the one that pushed you to ask him out. You still hadn’t forgiven him for that one. “Get a room you too,” Jon said rolling his eyes as he walked over to you and Robb.

Robb ignored his brother and you three continued to class as usual. It was the last month of senior year and Jon had gone from occasional jokes about you two to making them daily, if not hourly. He also kept texting you to just tell Robb already, but you insisted the crush was gone. Lying was easier than ruining your friendship. However, Jon wasn’t the only one.

“What’s up love bird?” your best friend Margaery asked as you took your seats in English as you waited for Mrs Lannister to come. “Oh, and Jon,” she grinned even as Jon shoved her head and took his seat behind her.

You sat next to Margaery, rolling your eyes as you took out your stuff, and Robb took his usual seat behind you.  “It is getting old,” you said as you pulled out the ungodly amount of homework due in for today.

“What’s getting old- “Margaery said as she swiped your homework and began to copy down some of your answers. You rolled your eyes but couldn’t argue as you’d copied her math homework last week. “is this whole charade. When is the wedding, Robbie?” Margaery asked as she turned her head to stare down Robb.

“Aren’t you dating a junior? When is the court date Margey?” Robb shot back with a grin.

“Down girls you’re both pretty,” you said, snatching back your homework when Mrs Lannister walked in and began to shush everyone.

The class, as always, was torture as she went on and on about the same old play no one actually bothered to read. Sometimes you wondered if she’d ever read it. you were stifling back a yawn when a balled-up bit of paper hit your head. You turned to glare at Jon who twiddled his thumbs in fake innocence before snatching it off the ground before you got caught. Waiting until Mrs Lannister was pulling something up on the computer, you uncrunched the note.

Ask him out. He’s been staring all class at you

You rolled your eyes before shoving the paper into your hoodie pocket. This was apparently not good enough for Jon who kept tossing balled up bits of paper at your head every time Mrs Lannister looked away. When the end bell finally rung you whipped round in your seat, “One day I’m going to kill you,” you said, and Jon only smiled while Robb looked confused out his mind.

“Not very nice,” Jon said as you all quickly grabbed your stuff to head to your next classes.

Robb slung his arm over your shoulder, and you felt your heart jump, “Please don’t kill my brother love,” he said as he walked you out of class, “Also my mom text to ask if you’re coming over Saturday?”

“What’s Saturday?” Margaery asked as she tried to keep up with you both in the busy halls.

“It’s my dad’s birthday so she’s having a family barbeque, but she loves (Y/N) so she always tries to drag her along,” Jon piped up from the back.

Ned was practically another dad to you so of course you already planned on going, “Hell yeah im going. Can’t miss out on your Ned’s grill skills,”

“Alright I’ll text her,” Robb said as you approached your next class, “See you at lunch. Have fun in maths,”

“Ugh I won’t,” you groaned as you lined up outside Mr Tarly’s class with Margery, Jon continuing down the corridor to his own class. “Enjoy French,”

“Ci,” Robb grinned before turning back and practically running up the corridor before the late bell rang.

Margery squealed as she gripped your shoulders, “Dude he’s so in love with you,”

“No, he’s not,” you tried to laugh as she gripped your arms like a viper.

“He legit walked you here when his class is on the other side of the building,” She said rolling her eyes, “When are you two just gonna date?”

“When are you gonna date someone our age?” you smirked.

Margery rolled her eyes again and you wondered if they ever got tired, “Please at least I have a boyfriend,”

Sometimes you wondered if your whole friend group was out to set you up with Robb. They constantly called you both the parents of the group and whenever you argued said they were children of divorce. Not to mention all the get a room comments and jokes. According to Margery you were practically already dating but at least if that was true, you’d get to kiss those soft perfect looking lips.

Lunch couldn’t come soon enough, and you were thankful that Mr Tarly let you leave class a few minutes early since you got to secure your favourite table. Instinctively you put your bag on the chair next to you for Robb, something Margery was keen to point out with a smirk. Soon the table filled up with Jon, Theon, Tommen, Gilly, and Sam. “Dude no offence your dad sucks,” you said as Sam and Gilly came over with their lunch trays.

Sam just laughed as he took his seat by Jon, his girlfriend since junior year on his other side. “You act like I like maths anymore than you do. Where’s your husband?” he asked when he saw Robbs empty seat.

“He’s probably asking about extra credit,” you said as you pushed around the food on your own tray, wondering how they called this food.

“Speaking of boyfriends,” Margery said lowly with a smirk.

“Hey guys,” Robb smiled as he pulled out his chair to sit down, sitting your bag beside you, “What’s happening?”

Thankfully the subject was dropped, and you thought maybe the rest of the day might get easier. Then the announcements started. “Okay Dragonflies!” Daenerys voice came over the loudspeaker, making Margery instantly shush the group. You gave her a confused look but didn’t dare argue. “So, the votes are in and im happy to announce the yearbook awards for all my fellow seniors. The full list will be available on the school blog but here’s the five most voted for categories and their results. Starting with my favourite most likely to be famous goes to my bestie Margaery Tyrell!”

You weren’t shocked that she had won even though you had been off with the flu the week the voting slips got passed out however you’d made sure to nominate her as an option the week before. “Woo go Marg,” you said, high fiving her over the table as she held a hand to her chest in fake shock.

“I’m just so honoured,” Margery laughed as she faked cried to Tommen.

“Next up best dressed goes to none other than Missandei Naathi. Okay now this next one was a tight race but best teacher, winning by only three votes, Coach Tarth,” Mrs Tarth blushed from where she stood at the head of the cafeteria, trying to stop the freshman’s pushing each other. “Now best hair obviously had to go to Jon Snow!”

You couldn’t help but cackle as your group celebrated a bashful Jons win. “Look at these glorious locks,” Theon said, grabbing Jons head in a headlock.

“I demand a recount!” Robb half yelled across the room earning a sharp look from Mrs Tarth who tried to hide her grin after.

Margery gave you a look you couldn’t quite place as you laughed at Robb’s antics as he flaunted his curls. “Okay and last for now but certainly not least. The most tense of all the votes. Cutest couple,” You saw Gilly whisper something to Sam and honestly you really hoped they won however you soon realised why Margery was looking so intently at you. “Give it up for (Y/N) and Robb everyone!”

Your smile dropped for a moment, your jaw slackening as you looked at Robb horrified. His face was scrunched with confusion before he gave you an awkward smile that you tried to return. “No way congrats guys,” Gilly gushed and all you could do was stutter for words.

“Yous finally got together? That’s so cool,” Tommen piped up from the end of the table, “Babe why didn’t you tell me?” he half whispered to Margaery.

“Uh guys we’re not like,” you tried to rush out before Robb could speak, “like she’s got it wrong idk what happened,”

“This is like a sign- “Margery said, her eyes lighting up as she reached across the table.

Your eyes just flickered down to the table, trying to think of anyway to move on. “Lets just leave it Marg,” Jon said, seemingly getting the hint from how bright red you had got and Robbs flustered face.

“I know but like- “

“Gonna just drop it,” you snapped which only made everyone look at you, “Its just some dumb list. I’ll go talk to Danny the now,” you didn’t waste any time to grab your stuff and stand up. Robb tried to grab your arm to stop you but instead you just walked even faster, desperately trying to get out of there.

Instead of going to Danny though you made a beeline for the bleachers, hoping there were no stoners hanging out under there who could see you cry. You didn’t know why it bothered you so much. Being voted as best couple with your crush should be the best thing but it just made you feel so stupid. Robb wasn’t even a boyfriend, just a friend, a friend who was gonna go to college and make new friends and get a girlfriend and forget about you. it made it worse since he was also the friend you hung out with every day, got coffee with after school, went to the movies with on Saturdays and always knew just how to cheer you up.

When you got to the slightly dingy looking under bit of the bleachers you sat on top of your jacket, back leaning against the chain linked fence and closed your eyes tight to stop tears from falling. Why hadn’t these feelings just gone away already? Why did you have to love him?

When you heard footsteps crunching against the dirt you reluctantly opened your eyes but soon shut them. “Hey,” you said, your voice strained as you heard Robb move to sit next to you.

“I’m sorry,”

“It’s not your fault,” you said, finally opening your eyes again, and pulling your knees to your chest, “I don’t even know why it bugged me so much,” you lied, “It just annoyed me that Marg would nominate us. Like think about poor Sam and Gilly,” you tried to make yourself sound plausible, but you knew you were doing a lousy job.

Robb sighed, closing his own eyes as he thought, “She wasn’t the one who did it,” he confessed and you just looked at him confused, “I was the one who put our names in,”

Your face scrunched in confusion, shuffling slightly to face your long-time crush who suddenly sat like a bashful schoolboy, “But why? Did you think this was funny?” you said, anger rising in your chest.

“No it wasn’t a joke-I-“ Robb said, his hands flailing before he paused to take a deep breath, “Look I nominated us because I was gonna ask you out and then the next week you were sick and the votes came out so I thought I had more time but then when I went to ask you I panicked and I kept trying to find a way to do it but nothing felt right and now im just an idiot who made you upset,” his head flung back against the fence, his hands running over his face as he groaned, “And now I’ve just fucked it all up,”

“You were gonna ask me out?” you said, your voice barely above a whisper, “You like me?”

Robb uncovered his face as he turned to look at you, expecting to see disgust or anger but instead he saw a light smile etched on your lips, “For a long time,” he said softly, “And I just thought it would be a good note to end school on. I didn’t mean to upset you,”

“You haven’t,” you said, pausing for a moment before finally confessing, “I like you too, ever since freshman year,” it was like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders.

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Why didn’t you?” you said back and for a moment you both sat in silence, looking at each other, “So does this mean you’re my boyfriend?” you finally asked.

Robb chuckled lightly as he took your hand into his, “If you don’t mind,” he said smiling down at you.

You smiled back, “Not at all,” you said staring up into his eyes when you noticed his eyes glance down at your lips. You moved slightly closer, your hand moving to rest on his shoulder. Robbs head dipped down slowly, his lips hovering over yours. closing your eyes, you closed the gap, his lips colliding into yours as your hand moved to the back of neck. Robb wasted no time in moving his hand to your waist, holding it tight as the at first soft kiss sped up and all the pent-up waiting turned to hunger.

A shrill whistle pulled you apart as you both turned out of breath to see coach Tarth standing angrily at the end of the bleachers, a crowd of oooing freshman behind her. “Get out from there right now!” she said as you and Robb scrambled to get out from the bleachers, “Just cause yous won the vote doesn’t mean you can be setting this example,”

“Sorry coach,”

“Won’t happen again,”

Coach Tarth narrowed her eyes at you both for a moment before stepping in closer, “Right well take this somewhere else before I have to give you two detention,”

You both nodded, avoiding the eyes of the excitable freshman which you only just noticed Robbs little brother Rickon who was high fiving a friend when he saw who it was under the bleachers. As you both rushed off you felt Robbs hand slip into yours. you looked up at him with a smile as he dragged you back inside the school. “See if we’re already late to class…” you said, your voice trailing off as you looked up at Robb.

“Wanna ditch and drive around?” Robb said, already pulling his car keys out his pocket. “Let’s go love, before Clegane catches us on hall duty,” safe to say you really were the best couple.

Taglist: @clairacassidy @nyotamalfoy @valeskafics

#robb stark fluff #robb stark #robb stark x reader #robb stark imagine #robb stark x you #modern robb stark x reader #modern robb stark #modern robb stark imagine #modern robb stark fluff #game of thrones #game of thrones imagine #game of thrones x reader #modern game of thrones #modern game of thrones imagine #modern game of thrones au #modern GoT #modern GoT imagine #modern GoT x reader #modern game of thrones x reader #asoiaf #asoiaf imagine #asoiaf x reader #a song of ice and fire x reader #a song of ice and fire imagine

[imeanwhynotbruv]

Soldier boy

Avatar twow au

(Ok yes I have to do my other fandoms but I couldn’t get this out of my head sooooo here we are again(ps anyone waiting for brother mine to update I’m sorry I’m trying😭 just can’t seem to write the chapter! But fear not bc I will!…..eventually)

(Also this is movie universal & Spider is the only human child/human born on Pandora bc plot)

•••

So the idea is that they didn’t manage to send all the humans back to earth because some of them escaped and started their own building thing, and these are basically the RDA and they took Spider with them.

So bridgehead develops a little slower and they’re constantly having mini battles with the Navi but they don’t really become a big problem until the movie time.

So no one in the RDA really wanted to raise Spider, and they were going to dispose of him. Then they had the idea of,

Oh wait a minute, this is Quaritches kid! We can use that!

So they start training him to become the best little human soldier from the minute he can walk. The way they see it, they can train him to be perfectly adapted to survive Pandora and have him be loyal to them. Besides if it doesn’t work they can use him as insurance with Quaritch when they bring him back.

So Spider grows up, learns how to fight (clean & dirty).

Becomes a fabulous climber and can move almost silently thus earning his nickname/ code name

Has amazing aim, both natural and because of years of forced practice.

Can hold his breath longer than most people thanks to years of training him to survive incase his mask breaks.

Maybe he can speak Navi pretty well thanks to them wanting someone to be able to understand the natives so they have him watch old science logs.

He pretty smart but most ppl think he’s dumb due to his lack of most formal education.

And despite how much they try to make him into an emotionless machine, it doesn’t work, like really doesn’t work. He’s a big softy who loves to joke around. He’s kind of learned to shut it down when he’s training bc it will get him into trouble, but sometimes he can’t help but laugh his ass off.

He learns a lot from watching the logs, he’s watched the same logs of Grace and Norm and Jake over and over again, supposedly to study them and learn how to defeat the enemy. But he ends up being fascinated by all the things he learns, starts become more interested in the natural ways of Pandora (bc the RDA never bothered to assume that he wouldn’t just automatically be loyal so they didn’t really try)

Of course from the minute he was old enough to wear a mask they had him do survival training in the forest.

At first it was just day time, then it became nighttime. Eventually they stared leaving him to survived. Then they would take him somewhere and have him find his way back before he was out of oxygen.

Spider learns to love these times, to feel at peace in the forest, of course he becomes the an even better climber, learns to navigate through the trees almost silently.

Then the Recoms are brought back and it’s Spider who helps them through the forest.

When they catch the sully children spider feels bad for Tuk as she looks so little and scared. The big softy in him can’t take that.

When Neytiri attacks, Spider helps free Tuk secretly, maybe he cuts her hands free, maybe he accidentally drops his knife within her reach.

When all hell breaks lose Spider makes a run for it, still ends up falling from an branch and passing out, BUT, it’s Jake who takes him instead of Quaritch

So this time is Jake trying to get info about the RDA from Spider, not harshly bc Jake can’t bring himself to really hurt the kid.

When the Sullys run they have to take spider (who’s already starting to like them) with just to make sure the RDA can’t find him and get all the information(no matter how little) he has about where they are, also that the RDA just think he’s dead and not that the sullys have a weapon to use against them.

Spider gets begrudgingly accepted my the Metkayina thanks to be able to hold his breath, without his mask, and because he’s a pretty good fighter thanks to his training

(Eywa also May have had some influence bc he’s still her special little human)

The just loads of adapting & realising that Spider didn’t have a childhood and doesn’t know how to not act like a soldier for the most part.

Every adult seems to not be okay with this at all because children are gifts from the great mother!!

So Soldier boy Spider gets his family & a fresh start, Jake gets a human son, and Neytiri……….Neytiri gets a headache

•••

So yeah that’s an idea I’ve had! Now that it’s out I can finally add more to my other stuff!

I actually really like this idea so I might do something more with it? Let me know if that would be something you’d like!

My asks are open and you are welcome to ask anything about this cuz I love other ppls ideas/thoughts

As always, I hope you enjoyed ❤️

#avatar 2 #spider soccoro sully #spider soccoro #miles spider socorro #avatar wow #avatar the way of water #Jake gets a huaman son #Spider gets a family & childhood #Neytiri gets a headache #SoldierBoySpider

[starlightshadowsworld]

Bsd except when the Orphanage finds out Atsushi's ability they have him taken away by the government.

They consider killing him before he can become trouble. but Fukuchi intervenes.

This reasoning being that an ability user that can turn into a tiger and one who can regenerate, will be a very valuable asset in battle.

And given that reasoning and the man is THE Ouchi Fukuchi, they readily agree.

Atsushi is kept in a cell much like the one he'd have in canon. Except this ones got guards.

He's rarely ever called his name and treated like a lab rat. The absolute joy they had when they discover he can regenerate.

His only real visitor is Fukuchi, who trains him. Sometimes he'll tell him stories and tell Atsushi he'll be the key to peace.

This all comes ahead when the ability war begins, Atsushi is around 10 and despite his young age no one had any issue sending him into battle.

His fellow soilders are all uncomfortable about it though, some even think it's a joke until they see Atsushi on the battlefield.

Atsushi fights to survive, he fights like it's the only thing he knows how to do. It's the one and only time he's free and he revels in it.

And given his regeneration, he's basically unkillable.

Somewhere along fighting a war and trying to survive, Atsushi meets and befriends Yosano.

A lot of the soilders wanted to keep him from her, believing him to be a monster. If Yosano was an angel than Atsushi was a demon.

Yosano thinks they're all idiots and bandages Atsushi's wounds despite him telling her he's fine.

He doesn't talk much, he's simply not used to it but he listens to he'd rant about her day.

And when he's not fighting, Atsushi will help tidy up her station.

Yosano is the first to hear him laugh at a joke she makes and she lights up, because I knew you could laugh I knew it!

The moments they have together remind everyone harshly that they are just children. They have no place in a war like this.

The two become like siblings, bickering one moment and than joking the next. And being a year older than him, Yosano is very protective over Atsushi.

Though he's just as protective over her. The day the soilders turn on Yosano, Atsushi is right infront of her growing at them in warning.

He doesn't let anyone so much as lay a hand on her.

The day the only other soilder Yosano was close to (Tachihara's older brother) dies, is also the day everyone learns Atsushi can't regenerate from everything.

He's injured in an explosion, the fire from it burning him. Yosano rushes to his side and heals him, hugging him tightly. Crying that she can't lose him too.

Unfortunately when the war ends, they are separated. Atsushi is knocked out and taken away whole Yosano screams at them to let him go.

She loses herself, becoming a shell of who she was and horribly depressed for the next few years.

Atsushi had confided in her what his past was like and she promised no one would hurt him again.

To Yosano she failed him.

It's not until Ranpo asks her to join the agency, dropping not only s metal butterfly clip but a dog tag in her lap.

Atsushi's dog tag.

"He's not here, but he's alive. But you just leave that searching to me alright? There's nothing that the best detective like me can't solve."

It took longer than she would have wished but one day a knock is heard at at the infirmary door.

And there stands Atsushi.

He looks worse for wear but he's alive and he's here and that's all that matters. Yosano hugs him close, both are teary eyed and he hugs her back.

Ranpo smiles, leaving them to reunite. Though questions linger in his mind... What did the Presidents old friend have to do with this?

Did they hide Atsushi away because he was a child soilder, or was it for something more?

Ah well, Ranpo decides can wait another day.

Little did he know that bringing Atsushi to Yokohama meant he was exactly where he was supposed to be.

It's just that none of them knew it.

#atsushi nakajima #yosano akiko #fukuchi ouchi #ranpo edogawa #bsd atsushi #bsd yosano #bsd fukuchi #bsd ranpo #Bsd #bungou stray dogs #Moonlit Butterfly AU

[girlymatsu]

WAAAHHHH @flyingspicerack thank u for the ideas!! (i doodled some things along with my rambles) LONG POST AHEAD talking about stuff

GETTING TOGETHER…

Abshrhsa I think of thousands of ways osoeri get together… every which way.. but I think canonly their relationship is kind of slow and vaguely romantic for a while!!

Friends that hug for too long and when going out on the train erina is always asking to lean on his shoulder to rest and ends up nuzzling him.. Osomatsu talks to his brothers as if erina is already his girlfriend and brags all the time like “ERINA-CHAN IS THE ONLY ONE FOR ME!!!”

But when its just Osomatsu and Erina they’re close friends but often are shy with their affection at first, osomatsu going so quiet when erina leans on him to sleep and holding his breathe the whole way home.. Osomatsu goes out of his way to inch his hand towards Erina’s and the tips of their pinkies kiss and it makes him tremble out of love overload.. And despite being outgoing Erina is quite shy when initiating things sometimes like she’ll just get closer while laughing and acting like she’s not doing anything ^///^ his hands will just be on top of hers for a while and she will not point it out and let it happen bc she doesn’t want it to end..

Erina is very insecure too I imagine they get closer because Osomatsu gets to know her insecurities and hype her up and thinks she’s even cuter because of them ahdnfndk like erina thinks she’s like.. “fake cute” and that people will be repulsed by her knowing she’s a mess— and though osomatsu doesn’t really understand her mental turmoils he just wants to her to believe that he thinks she’s so cute the cutest in the world like goes crazy over how she’s sincere like wtf.. pure !?

UGH and then and then. I imagine when osomatsu is pushing his luck with her, being perverted and acting really gross towards her until he’s all up on top of her and she doesn’t do anything to stop him… he melts into mush on top of her. Saying that she has to stop him if she wants him to stop, and erina doesn’t want him to stop. And Osomatsu says she’s being dangerous, does that mean she likes him? Erina says what if I did like you… Osomatsu hugging her like you won’t be able to take it back, I don’t think I’ll ever let you go never never— and then it segways into being more bold and becoming a real relationship auagahgaa

MUNDANE THINGS-

i love to think about how they share treats,Erina loves sweet drinks so Osomatsu always gets a taste… sip sip and kiss 😚

And just like how totty and Osomatsu watch videos on their phone I think Osomatsu and erina would do that too, watching funny videos and making dirty jokes.. I think Osomatsu loves it when Erina loves funny sex and poop humor!!

Erina has the worst executive dysfunction when it comes to cleaning and organizing so when she has to do laundry, sometimes osomatsu comes over and either just lays around and just his presence motivates her.. and sometimes he helps but they both get lazy and they just lay on top of the clothes to take a break 💕

I Like to think about also take walks around the city often and erina jumps and fawns over every dog they see 🐶

HOLIDAYS

Erina doesn’t get to go home to her family very often during the year so Osomatsu invites her to spend time with his household during the family oriented holidays.. eating hotpot and she can spend time with his funny brothers and parents.. Matsuyo loves her and tries to insert subliminal messages to give her a grandchild by showing her baby pictures.. I think it’s so sweet erina would very much appreciate not being alone for the holidays and being around people who are close to one another rather than her family that is actually very distant from each other emotionally

AND FOR NON family oriented holidays.. like Christmas Eve for couples.. ofc they go on dates but Osomatsu WILL have his head in the gutter the whole time preparing for getting dirty afterwards— like haha yeah the lights are so pretty, I can’t wait to have sex tonight 🤪 while erina is like wow this is soo romantic.. I cant wait to have sex tonight 🥰

SEEING EACH OTHER ON THE STREETS!

Literally magnetic towards each other they will find a way.. floating over to each other spinning in circles like omgomgomg wowowow I missed u!! And their plans for the day combine like he was out shopping groceries and she was going to get a package well why don’t we go together teeheehee (annoyed choromatsu third wheel)

OK THATS IT FOR RAMBLING IF ANYONE BOTHERED TO READ IT ALL THANK YOU

#osoart #osoeri #erina

[bubblegumvolcano]

𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 (ᶠʳᵉᵈ ʷᵉᵃˢˡᵉʸ ˣ ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ)

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𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬;  slytherin reader, she/her pronouns 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭; 3,349 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭; here

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Fred was a renowned guy. Everyone knew him. But he was also an aggravating guy. To you, at least. Everyone admired him and his brother, but you were one of the very few who genuinely found them irksome, and he knew that. But he never pranked you. He would, however, make sure the pranks were near you to annoy you. 

One day, you were walking with your friend towards Herbology, excited for today's class, since Madam Pomfrey said you were going to finally see the result of something you had planted quite a while ago. 

The enormous smile on your face was robbed when your friend was suddenly covered in green goo. 

Even as it slid off of her, her skin appeared dyed green. "Fuck." She whispered to herself as you gaped at her skin. 

And then the most irritating laugh emitted from behind you. You knew it already. Your friend knew it already. You just wished they wouldn't actually be there.

"Funny, is it?" You growled at the brothers. "Yeah, it really is."

"Have you noticed that you two are the only ones laughing right now?"

The twins glanced at each other for a moment before they erupted into laughter again. "That's true, isn't it, George?"

"I suppose so, Fred."

"Godric. When are you going to quit?" You cursed to yourself as you hauled your friend to her dorm to attempt to fix this. You could just sense the boys silently chuckling behind you and you turned around one last time to deliver them a glare and hush them.

"Cranky much?"

-

The following day in Transfiguration, it felt like you noticed the twins more than usual. Them merely being in your peripheral vision drove you crazy. You found everything ten times more bothersome now that they did their little green dye prank on your friend.

Fred also couldn’t remove you from the back of his mind, but not in the way you were thinking of him. So not in a bad way. Even though he knew you disliked him, he was weirdly infatuated with you despite you probably seeing him as dirt.

He wondered if you would ever give him the time of day if he just wasn’t the way he was.

But he always tried to stop himself from thinking all these crazy things. The only thing he knew about you was that you disliked him, so why was he making it seem like he knew you and had a reason to be interested?

: ̗̀➛

When you heard the chair scrape beside you, you immediately rolled your eyes. You somehow knew it was him as soon as that energy was next to yours. 

You could just sense him. You didn’t enjoy it. He stared at you while you wrote some fake words down in an attempt to not to look into his eyes.

Because if you did, you would feel like arguing.

He began to tap his quill against the desk quickly, not even trying to bug you, but out of boredom. You tried not to mind the noise, or the boy who randomly sat next to you before class. 

Oh. And you just realized it was before class. He was always late. Why was he here next to you, early?

"Okay, what do you want?" You eventually breathed out, and you could practically hear his big, shit-eating grin. 

"Just wanted to sit next to you today. Is that okay?" 

You pretended to think about it, "No, it isn't." Oh.

The grin he had gained from getting some words out of you slipped.

"Why?"

"Because I like doing my work in this class. I don't know about you, but I take this stuff very seriously." 

Fred scratched the back of his neck in dread. This wasn't going the way he had planned. "Well.. no.. but I'll be quiet, I promise. Unless I distract you that much." He sent a wink your way at the last comment.

You rolled your eyes before eyeing the boy down cautiously. You had a feeling in the back of your head that this was some sort of joke or prank. But you knew if he tried anything, you'd make him regret it as much as you physically could.

"Okay."

"Really?"

"Well don't make me change my mind."

"Right!" Fred quickly sat himself to your left and crossed his fingers as he looked straight ahead at the board. It was truly a weird sight. A rare one, too. 

"Are you okay?" You looked at him with an eyebrow raised.

"Yeah, why would I not be, love?"

"You're creeping me out." He noticed you didn't seem to have a reaction to him calling you 'love,' as most girls did. 

So now he really took in that this would be harder than he thought. It was his turn to eye you down suspiciously now.

How would he change your mind? All he desired was for you to understand he wasn't as annoying or stupid as you seemed to think he was. He knew whatever you were thinking, you were probably right, but he didn't want that.

What he didn't know, was why. He wanted to prove himself to you, but there wasn't any specific reason, not even one for him to comfort himself with.

Students filed into the room when it was a more reasonable time. People eyed the unlikely pair, including Fred's twin as he walked by.

As soon as McGonagall began talking, the boy began furiously taking notes.

You watched him, curious as to what he could be writing with such intensity. The professor had only introduced today’s topic.

He looked back at you and stared at you as you stared at him.

“You wanna kiss me so bad.”

“Sure I do.” You rolled your eyes and faced back to the board.

As McGonagall let everyone do their own thing for a minute or two, you turned to Fred.

“So, what are you really doing here?”

“I already tol-”

“No. Tell me the real reason. You don’t ever talk to me, and when you do, it’s to point out the fact you’ve done something fatal.” You expressed.

“Well, honestly, I think you’re fascinating,” He stopped as he heard you scoff.

“What?”

“Nothing, funny is all.”

McGonagall resumed her lesson, so you stopped talking. She had started writing on the board fiercely and no one even peeped a sound due to her urgency and their own fear of missing something.

And amid her passionate rant, Fred nudged your thigh with his own.

You raised an eyebrow but didn’t turn to him, as if to ask him what he wanted.

“What’s she talking about?”

You didn’t answer him and continued to listen to her.

“Hm?” He continued to bug you, this time tapping you on the shoulder.

You sighed and pointed to the top of your paper, where the name of today’s lesson was written. 

You turned to him harshly, “Wait- weren’t you just writing the lesson name down?”

“Was just scribbling and pretending I was interested in this.”

You sighed, “And I thought you’d focus for once.”

“I’ll focus if you really want me to, darling.”

Before you could respond, McGonagall came around and slammed her hand against the desk.

“What could you guys be chatting about that’s more important than this?”

“Oh, nothing Professor. Fred here just can’t keep his mouth shut.”

The Professor gave Fred a knowing look and continued talking.

“How rude, of course I can keep my mouth shut!” He feigned offense and dramatically held his heart.

“SHH.” You shushed him madly since McGonagall was quite literally behind you.

“Fine, fine.” He didn’t stop there, “But if you really want me to be quiet, you can always just-”

“Mr. Weasley! Ms. L/N! Detention, both of you.”

You sucked your teeth and hit the boy’s arm in annoyance. 

You kept your head down, your left hand blocking your eyes from meeting his.

Fred, on the other hand, took this as an excellent opportunity. He was dedicated to grow on you, no matter what it took. 

He’d usually avoid you, at least until he’d think of a prank to do with you nearby. 

But now, he didn’t care. He wanted to change your mind. 

As soon as the bell rang, you gathered your papers without putting them away, slung your bag over your shoulder, and walked out as fast as you could away from Fred.

He sighed, and walked up to McGonagall, “When do we have detention?”

: ̗̀➛

You were in the Great Hall during dinner, reading a book next to your loud friends, when Fred plopped himself in the (miraculously) empty space next to you. 

You grumbled, but before you could say anything in protest, he wrapped his arm around your shoulders.

“God, what do you want?” You asked while aggressively shoving his arm off of you.

“Well I wouldn’t say I’m a god, but if you insi-”

“What... Do you want?”

“I just came to tell you that we have detention in about five minutes.” He calmly retorted.

“FIVE minutes? Why didn’t you remind me earlier, you idiot?” You snarled, grabbing your bag and book and leaving instantly. 

Fred breathed out and jogged after your fast figure.

“It’s not that serious, doll. We were merely talking.”

“No, doll, we weren’t ‘merely’ talking, you were being obnoxiously loud.”

“Why, I’m flattered.”

“Uh huh,”

You shoved the door open to the classroom, desperate to be in the presence of anyone besides Fred.

“Hi, Professor.” You smiled at the woman sitting at her desk.

“Hello, Miss L/N. Oh! Hello, Fred. On time to detention for once I see!”

You gave him a look and took a seat. He sat on the other side of the room, observing you.

“Okay, here, you clean this and I’ll be back in an hour. I expect you to be here when I come back.” 

She handed you each five mugs, which seemed to be filled with something mud-like. 

McGonagall looked at the pair before walking out into the hallway.

As you both pulled your wands out, they flew out of the door into McGonagall’s hands, and you remembered that the Accio spell existed.

“I told you.” You muttered, taking your cloak off and throwing it on a desk before you began to empty the mugs into the trash can.

“Told me what?”

“I told you to be quiet when you were screaming in class.”

He scoffs, “I wasn’t screaming. I was just conversing with my partner in class casually.”

“Not even, you know exactly how you were talking.” You rolled your eyes at his ignorance.

“Right..”

And for a few moments, there was dead silence as you two scrubbed mugs.

“Listen, I’m not saying what you were doing is okay, but all this for some talking? Is she out of her mind?”

“You’re right, she usually gives me extra homework at most. Not that I do it, but it’s not that bad.”

“Weird. Maybe she hates me.”

“No one could ever hate you, I think.” Fred smiles.

“Oh, shut up, you... ginger.” You muttered.

He put his hand on his heart, seeming wounded by your words. “Ouch.”

You both continued cleaning, and since there was nothing else to do, you both finished somewhat early. 

You sat with your hands in your hair, twirling a small piece until you couldn’t anymore.

Fred was tapping his fingers on the desk he was sitting at.

You breathed in, happy you were done, and happy that you weren’t scrubbing intensely any longer. The silence was quite peaceful. 

Until, “Hey..”

“Hm?” At this point, there wasn’t enough energy in you to respond in annoyance.

You rested your head in your crossed arms on the desk now as he continued to talk.

“I don’t hate you, just so you know.”

“I know.” You smiled at his worrisome face.

“What do you mean?”

“Oh, come on, Fred. Even though you annoy me doesn’t mean I don’t know that you’re joking most of the time.”

You continued, “I still don’t forgive you for all that shit you did, but I can tell you’re not that bad. I mean, you're just a Gryffindor. No offense.”

He sat up, feeling much prouder of himself now. “Thank you. Kind of.”

“Mhm. Where’s McGonagall anyway? It’s been over an hour.”

He shrugs.

“Should we wait.. or?”

“Yeah, I think we should. Wouldn’t wanna be gone when she comes back, now would we?”

“Since when do you care about that?”

“Since now.”

You playfully glared at him, “Why is that?”

“I think I’d like to spend more time with you.”

As you were about to question that, McGonagall walked in quickly, head up and swiftly. You were still gaping at the boy. She reviewed the mugs, making sure they were spotless.

She released you and once you were outside, you went up to Fred slowly outside, “Funny joke.”

“Right, a joke.” He smiled as if nothing happened. 

As you both walked side by side, he spoke up, "So, just to be clear... I sat with you because you seem interesting. You dislike me and I just don't want to be disliked."

"I believe you, Fred." You smiled up at him, and he knew deep down that was a half-lie.

"Can I walk you to the dungeons?" He inquired quietly with his hands in his pockets.

You laughed, "Freddie, we're already here." 

He looked at his surroundings and realized he'd walked the whole way with you. He hadn't even thought about where he was going, he simply followed.

"So... I guess this is good night." You gave him a warm smile for once.

"So just to be completely crystal clear, you don't hate me?"

"Oh, of course not. I find you annoying, but I don't hate you."

"I'll take it. Goodnight, love."

You watched him walk away before you disappeared into your common room. What was happening to you?

-

The next morning, you were flipping through the Daily Prophet in the Great Hall during breakfast. Nothing interesting. You checked your watch and realized you had more than enough time, so you calmly finished your breakfast, and then went to class. Soon enough, you had Transfiguration with Fred.

You walked into class and sat at your normal spot. He wasn't here yet, but his brother was. 

You couldn't explain why, but you were becoming worried.

The lesson was ten minutes deep when Fred walked into class.

McGonagall shook her head at the boy, before continuing her lesson.

You look at him and pat the seat next to you. You're not even sure why.

Fred smirks and sits next to you. "Want me that badly, huh?"

"Don't start this again. There were no other seats anyway."

A flash of disappointment appears on his face but quickly vanishes when you smile at him. 

"Jeez, I'm just kidding. I missed you, buddy." That struck a nerve.

: ̗̀➛

When class ends, you're still jotting something on your parchment. You can feel Fred's gaze on you.

After a while, you turn to him.

"What's wrong, I guess?"

Fred debates with himself before speaking up hesitantly, "Did I weird you out last night? Because if I did, I wasn't trying to. You just looked really pretty and stuff, and whenever I fancy a girl I just ask her out and it works, but not only do you dislike me, you make me feel weird. I actually get nervous. That's never happened to me before. Ever."

As Fred finishes, he realizes he most likely ruined it all. Not only did he admit to fancying you, but he told you that you made him nervous. Great.

The silence between you and Fred was painful, but you were just considering everything he said. It had to be a joke.

You giggle a little and slap his shoulder, "Okay, you almost got me. Good one. But if we're gonna be friends, don't be pulling little pranks like that, or I'll just retreat."

Now he was in deep shit. You wanted to be friends. He was going way too fast. He felt bad now. If he had just waited, you could have maybe gone through the process of falling in love with him.

"It's not a joke."

"You're serious?"

You watch as the taller boy nods shyly like a child.

"I.. listen.. I'll um have to think about it for sure. Can I have like.. a lot of time? This is just so sudden... Just a week ago I hated you. Now you're.. okay. I just.. time. I need time."

He nods and smiles sadly, "That's fair,"

You stand, grabbing your bag, and walking out, leaving the boy sitting alone.

: ̗̀➛ later in the gryffindor common room

George winces at the story, and Hermione gives a sympathetic smile.

He sighs and looks at his brother, "I know, it's pathetic. I'm going crazy over a Slytherin. She was nice about it, and she was right, but it was humiliating."

Hermione pipes in, "What you did was sweet, Fred, but it really was so soon. Like.. really soon. I'm sure she's just having weird mixed feelings, and she probably doesn't want to run into the arms of someone who was her enemy a week ago. You should have continued to be friends with her and asked her later on.”

Fred nods, knowing she's right. He did this to himself.

The next morning's breakfast was nerve-wracking. All his mates were staring at you from across the hall.

You finally spotted him and smiled shyly for the first time, and he smiled back in what seemed to be pain.

As you turn around, you practically jump out of your skin when Ron appeared behind you.

"What'd you do to him? You broke the man."

"Oh, nothing, go sit down."

You put your hand on his shoulder and turn him away from you.

He sighs and turns back at you momentarily before leaving.

You were convinced by your friends the last night to give him a chance. They agreed it was sudden, and most of them didn't like him, but they said it was a cute situation and it could work.

So you planned on telling him that you’d rather be friends for a while. You didn’t just wanna start being all lovey dovey with someone you knew almost nothing about.

You were planning on telling him when all classes ended, but since it was also a Friday, it was kind of like your last task before the weekend.

Transfiguration was awkward. He still sat next to you, but you didn't talk. 

You tried not to look at him, but when you did, you could tell he was incredibly tired. You once again knew he was staring, so you quickly looked at him, but he didn't look away.

As soon as class was dismissed, you packed your stuff quickly and practically ran out.

But you quickly came back to tell him something. "Meet me outside of this classroom after classes. The hallway will be somewhat empty."

He nodded, wincing as you squeezed his arm in what he assumed was pity.

Then, the end of classes came and when everyone was rushing into their common rooms, you walked to the hallway outside of McGonagall's room. When the crowd cleared out, a cough from behind you made you jump a little.

"You really scared me there, huh?"

Only a weak smile.

"Get it over with. Laugh at me and ask me how I thought this would ever happen." 

And you did laugh, only curtly before pecking him on the lips, just enough to linger.

He opened his eyes, "You.. kissed me."

"Yeah, I did."

"So.. you're not rejecting me?"

You shook your head with your hands in front of you.

"You're really cute, and I want to do this, but we need to take it incredibly slow, okay? I still want to get to know you."

“That sounds.. perfect, actually.” He slurred his words together, dizzy from the unexpected kiss.

“Then, I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“I’ll pick you up at the dungeons at five.”

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[writingintheshadowsforever]

Riri Williams x Reader Personal Space Heater

You grew up in California, and whenever it came time for a family vacation. Your parents always picked some sunny tropical paradise. You weren't used to dealing with any temperatures below sixty degrees, and snow was practically a myth to you.

Riri knew all of this prior to inviting you to spend Christmas with her and her mom. Usually you would go home for the holidays but your parents had finally been able to retire from their jobs. This year, and were currently traveling all around the world like they always wanted to. Initially, they did offer to send you, your older sister and brother plane tickets of your own. So all of you could fly over and meet them in Greece where they would be for the next week or so. But all of you turned down their offer, deciding it was best to just let them enjoy their journey together. Your parents always wished for alone time like this, and were only offering to be nice. That's the kind of parents they were, so you guys decided it was time to return the favor.

Your older sister decided to go home with her own boyfriend, who was eager for her to meet his family. He had met hers last year, and it was the same thing for Riri. Last year, all three of you had brought your significant others home, and this year, all of them wanted to do the same.

You thought Riri was being ridiculous when she forced you to go shopping for a whole new wardrobe.

"Babe, those thin hoodies and small ass coats aren't going to do any good in Chicago. You're going to freeze your ass off, " She told you.

"And we can't be having that now, can we?" You joked, shuffling through the jacket rack.

"No, we cannot." Riri mused her eyes, drifting lower and lower, admiring the view. Despite all her protests, you still chose to wear a pair of white jeans that were a little tight on you, and while she was worried. About you shivering to death in the pants due to the Boston cold air. She had to admit the jeans did your ass justice.

"Seriously, Riri, stop staring at my butt and come help me pick out an appropriate jacket. Our flight is leaving in a couple of hours, and we need to get there early to beat the crowd." You said, turning around to face her, knowing she was only half-listening to you.

Her eyes stayed glued to your backside until your body was fully turnt around. She looked back up, almost instantly giving you a grin despite the irritation on your face. "Alright, step aside. I got this, and stop worrying we're on good time right now. This store isn't even crowded. We'll be out in no time."

"Yeah but traffic is going to be a bitch" You reminded her.

Riri nodded her head in agreement, moving the jackets aside a little faster. So far, every time, she tried to let you pick out something you liked on your own. You completely failed the assignment while the clothing would no doubt be stylish and beautiful on you. The material was weak and nowhere near thick enough to for the Chicago winter. Not only did she not want to deal with your whining about being cold, but her mother would kill her if you showed up on her doorstep in insufficient clothing.

It took her about twenty minutes, but she was able to pick you out two strong winter coats, a few sweaters, and three pairs of pants. You had also found a pair of black snow boots and an oversized hoodie with your favorite band on it to add to the pile.

"Are you sure you don't want anything, babe?" You asked her as the cashier scanned the clothes.

"Naw mamas, I'm all good, unlike you. I'm actually prepared for the Chicago snow." Riri said, waving you off. It was the third time you offered to buy her something.

"I still think you're exaggerating about how bad it's going to be. I mean, if I can handle the cold weather of Massachusetts, then Chicago should be a breeze."

Riri let out a laugh. "Oh, and by handle, you mean you spend every waking moment locked up in your room with a five-hundred dollar space heater. That has enough power and range to keep the whole building warm."

"You say that like you don't crash in my dorm the second winter hits," you shot back.

It was funny because the same way you weren't really thinking about how cold it would be in Chicago. When you decided to go to MIT, you did no research about the weather in Massachusetts. Your first year when the cold temperatures hit your teachers had to threaten you with a failing grade to get you to attend classes in person. Your parents sent you back to school with the expensive space heater next semester. Riri did have one of her own, and while it did get the job done, yours worked wonders. When she walked into your dorm room, it felt as if you had an actual fireplace in your room with flames ignited. Of course, she crashed with you.

"Yes, I enjoy being as warm as possible, but unlike you, I still know what real cold is, and I'm going to enjoy watching you eat those words later on." Riri said, shaking her head.

You paid for the clothes and ended up buying her something after all. Riri spotted a Starbucks before the two of you reached the exit and wanted a hot chocolate along with two cake pops. No doubt there would be one in the airport, but you knew from experience the line would be stupid long. It was the last thing you wanted to have to deal with, so of course you got her what she wanted. Also, getting yourself a hot mocha with a chocolate chip cookie.

Riri ended up making the drive since you had to repack your bags with the new clothes. Traffic was heavy, but the two of you still managed to reach the airport about five hours early for the flight to Chicago, and while the lines were long. Both of you knew it could be much worse around this time. Once you and her were made through security and was fully processed for the flight. Riri fell asleep with her head resting on your shoulder.

You let her sleep for the entire wait time, knowing she had to be tired. The young genius woke up two hours early to finish packing for the both of you. Well, it was mainly your bags she had been worried about. Her snooping through your suitcases is how she came to the conclusion. You were completely unprepared for this trip to Chicago, and that's what really led to the shopping trip.

While you appreciated her concern and loved the way she was looking out for you. Deep down, you still weren't worried about the cold. How bad could it be?

Eight hours later, after one long flight with only a slight delay, your question had been answered, and you were regretting your decision to not change your clothes. Riri urged you to go in the bathroom and switch out of the tight jeans. One of the pair of pants that she picked out, but you stood your ground.

She didn't even try to hide the smirk on her face as your teeth chattered. While your the bottom half of your body shivered. You were smart enough to throw on the black wool coat with cotton padded on the inside.

"H-h-how ar-are we-we getting ta-ta-to your mom's? You stammered out the question.

"There are some Ubers down here come on," she told you, taking your hand into her gloved one. She could feel how frozen your hands were through the glove, and her eyes glanced down to see both of your hands bare. "Ma, where are the gloves I gave you?"

You looked away at the tone of anger in her voice. While she was probably taking joy in being right. The last thing Riri wanted was for you to be sick, which is why despite all the teasing she was doing. She made sure you had everything you would need to stay a little warm. "The gloves are in my bag. I didn't think I would need them, alright." You admitted falling back behind her as a cold gust of wind blew past.

You pressed your chest to her back and wrapped your free arm around her waist. Riri didn't protest at first, but then your freezing cold hand touched her bare stomach. She jumped a foot in the air with a shriek. A few people glanced at the two of you, and one guy shot her an apologetic look as his girl stood behind him with her hands stuffed in his pockets. If anyone knew her pain, it was him.

"Y/N, have you lost your damn mind?" She cried out, releasing her grip on your hand as she wiggled out of your hold.

"My hands are cold. I'm cold," you whined, wrapping your arms around your waist. Pressing your hands into your own jacket as tight as possible.

"Yeah, I get that, but what's wrong with my jacket pocket?" Riri asked, raising an eyebrow at you.

"Body heat is better," you said with a shrug.

"Bruh, you do that again, and I will revoke all your cuddling privileges," Riri threatened. Her hands held out in front of her to ward you off.

"Fine, fine, I'm sorry now will you please." You begged motioning for her to turn around with your head.

Riri raised a single finger at you with a stern look, warning you not to try anything funny. Nevertheless, she turned back around so you could resume hugging her from behind. This time, your hands slipped into her jacket pockets. The two of you finally made it to an Uber, and after putting the address into the GPS. He started the drive to her mom's house. The car ride was silent as you cuddled up to her in the backseat.

Riri paid attention to the route he was taking, not just for safety reasons, so she would know when the trip was almost complete. Halfway through, she dug in her bag, pulling out an extra pair of gloves. "Unless you want to see my mom strangle me to death, put these on."

You slipped the gloves on without argument, murmuring a quiet thank you.

A few minutes later, the driver pulled up to a two-story dark blue house with the edges of it painted white. There was a big porch leading to the front door with chairs set up on either side. There were Christmas lights lined up on the outside along with a few reindeer statues in the front yard.

"So much for waiting for me to put up the decorations," Riri grumbled under her breath. She opened the car door and got out waiting for you to follow before shutting it. The driver let the window to the passenger seat so you could pay him. Meanwhile, Riri got the luggage out of the trunk between the two of you. There were four suitcases with only one belonging to her. You packed a little more than she did, considering this was her home.

"So this is your last chance to back out if you're having any second thoughts." Riri said, fumbling with her fingers with her eyes directed at the snowy ground.

You could feel the nerves coming off her in giant waves, which surprised you. Up until this point, she had been nothing but calm about this whole thing. Heck, when you took her home last year to meet your parents. Riri handled it with ease. Nothing fazed her, not even when your siblings cornered her with if you hurt my baby sister conservation. That every other girlfriend you had in the past seemed to dread more than anything.

"You know I would grab your face and kiss you right now, but my hands are starting to freeze through these gloves. Come on, Ri, you know there's no such thing as second thoughts with me. At least not when it comes to you, I'm sure about everything when you're involved. Let's get inside before both of us freeze our asses off, " you told her.

She found herself releasing her deep breath she didn't even know she was holding in. At your reassurance, the nervous feeling in the pit of her stomach seemed faded away just like that. Riri lifted her head up to see you standing there shivering as snow fell from the sky. But you had a big grin on your face with your hand extended out for her to take. She did tugging you closer to her so she could press her cold lips to your own. In a heated kiss that would warm both of you up.

"Riri Williams, if you don't get in this house and bring that girl of yours in here with you. I'm going to come out there and drag both of you in here by the ear. It's below zero out there with a blizzard going on. Now is not the time for y'all to be out sucking face. This is not a Hallmark movie." A woman's voice yelled from the porch combined with the sound of a screen door flying open.

Riri pulled away as heat rose up on her cheeks due to embarrassment. You covered your mouth with both of your hands to muffle your laughter. "Sorry, Momma, we coming."

"Right now," her mother demanded and disappeared back into the house.

Riri let out a groan as you shook your head in amusement. "I'm so glad you find all of this to be so funny."

"Hey, you kissed me," you said before bursting into laughter bending over with your hands on your knees.

"Help me with the bags before she makes good on her threat," Riri snapped, smacking you on the shoulder. You straightened up a few seconds later to slide a duffel bag onto your shoulder and to take the handle of one of the rolling suitcases. Riri might have sounded frustrated, but you could see the humor in her eyes.

You followed her into the house and was presented with. A spacious and cozy living room on the back wall was the furniture consisting of. A large dark gray sectional sofa with a futon at the bottom and a recliner in the corner of the room. A big glass table was positioned in the center of the floor covered in little whatnots and two jars filled with candy on either side. On the other wall of the living room, there was fifty-five to sixty inch flatscreen TV with the Samsung logo on the front. It was resting on top of a big brown TV stand with a cabinet area at the bottom.

A cop drama was playing with the volume set pretty low, making background noise.

"Momma," Riri called out, setting the suitcases off to the side. She motioned for you to do the same as she headed towards a doorway. You dropped the duffel bag on the floor by the suitcases and hurried along right behind her.

The doorway led to a kitchen covered in white tiles floor with a brown dining room table with six chairs pushed in. The kitchen was a mix of modern and old schools with an island in the middle matching the brown table. A brown-skinned woman who had maybe an inch on Riri was at the kitchen sink with her back to both of you. She was dressed in a black shirt with some blue sweatpants and a pair of black bedroom shoes on her feet. A blue bandanna was tied on top of her head, but box braids spilled out of it, going down to her back.

"Riri, I hoped you took those shoes off at the door. No tracking in my kitchen." The woman said without turning around.

"Shit," Riri muttered, turning back around to go do just exactly that. She gripped you by the waist, moving you along as well. Both of you left your shoes by the door along with a set of others before making your way back to the kitchen. By now, her mom was done in the sink and was mixing some raw chicken in a bowl of seasoning.

Her mom paused her cooking to wipe her hands and come over to both of you. Immediately, Riri threw herself into her mother's arms, who wrapped her arms around her in bear hug. "It's good to have you home, my little genius."

"It's good to be home, momma," she replied, burying her face into her mother's neck. They stayed like that holding each other for a solid ten seconds. Before her mother's warm brown eyes settled on you standing in the doorway. You gave her a little wave with a small smile.

"Alright, come on, introduce me to your girlfriend. She's the first one you bought home in forever." Her mother said, pulling away.

Riri took a step back and took you by the hand to pull you forward. "Mom, this is y/n. we've been dating for about a year and a half. Y/N, this is my mom."

You held out your hand for her to shake "Mrs.Williams its so nice to finally - whoa, okay." You let out a small gasp of surprise as she knocked your hand away and pulled you into the same bear hug. She shared with her daughter just a minute ago. You were a little hesitant at first, but eventually, you did return the hug.

"Don't be shy sweetheart you're practically family at this point. My little girl hasn't ever brought someone home even when I would beg her to. The fact that you're here lets me know you're something special, honey, " She told you.

"Mom," Riri whined.

Her mother gave her a wink as she finally released you. "Why don't you two go get settled in. I'm cooking dinner for tonight, but there is some leftover lasagna in the fridge. If you don't want that, it's early in the day. I'm pretty sure Riri would love to take you out in the city. Just have some fun and enjoy yourselves. We can catch up at dinner."

You and Riri ended up going out into the city after eating some of the lasagna that did not disappoint. Despite the cold weather, you loved sightseeing the city of Chicago captivated by the beauty of Riri's home. Now that you were in the proper clothing, the cold wasn't as bad, and you were ready to take full advantage of the mountains of snow. You were like a little kid pulling Riri into a vacant parking lot to make snow angels, build a snowman, and do every other cliche activity. You witnessed people doing on TV during Christmas movies. Riri didn't mind one bit even though she grew up in this weather and had done these things a million times. Doing it with you made her feel like it was the first time.

The sun was getting ready to set as the sky started to turn a dark blue. By the time the two of you made it back to her house, Riri went into the house to wash up and attempt to get a quick nap in before dinner. Her mom was sitting in the recliner watching The Brothers and informed her. The food would be ready in about two more hours. You were still outside sitting on the front porch watching the snow fall.

It was when the winds started to pick up and get stronger with each breeze. You called it a night and went inside. Riri was in bed buried under the covers, and there was a small space heater going, making the room slightly warmer than the rest of the house. You shrugged out of your jacket, socks, and gloves before slipping into the bed with her. She let out a soft hum to greet you and turned her body around to face you.

"How you feeling, Ma?"

"Snow is freaking beautiful but got damn I'm freezing," you whispered through chattering teeth.

"I told you to come inside and watch the snow fall, but you never want to listen." Riri gloated, shaking her head with an amused smile that you could barely make out under the darkness of the duvet.

"Well, it's a good thing I have you to warm me up then, huh?" you commented. Riri wasn't sure of what you meant at first but found out a second later. When your feet pushed their way under her legs. You grinned as Riri let out an even louder shriek than the one from earlier. No doubt your toes were the coldest part of your body.

"Holy shit y/n" Riri shouted, attempting to scoot away, but you let out a whine stretching your legs out to follow her. You wrapped your arms around her waist to pull her back.

"Okay, okay, your feet can stay, but you got to chill," she complained, squirming in your arms. As your hands found her bare skin again. "You lucky I freaking love you because your ass should be on the floor for that little stunt."

"Come on, you're used to this. I'm not, which means you have to be my personal space heater."

"Man, you could've given me a heads up, at least."

You shook your head. "You would've said no."

"Damn right now come here let's get some sleep before the food is ready. I'm tired, and my mom will not tolerate us ditching dinner." Riri opened her arms, letting you settle in her embrace with your face buried in her chest.

"Oh yeah, I love you too, Ri,"

Riri gave you a quick squeeze indicating she heard you, and both of you fell into a blissful sleep.

#mcu imagine #riri williams x reader #riri williams imagine #marvel imagine