#so ok. I’m going to the college she goes to next year

[sinkingnotsoslowly]

Menace

Pairing: Lee Know x Reader (pronouns not mentioned)

Non-idol au, fluff, very little angst

technically is a part 2 of this fic but could be read as a standalone

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“Why aren’t you dating anyone Minho?”

Minho stops devouring his pudding to gawk at you. “I’m not questioning your decision to stay single but why are you really not dating?”, you ask.

“Because you haven’t said yes yet”, he goes back to eating his pudding as if he didn’t just say the most outlandish thing.

“Yes to what?”

Minho rolls his eyes in feigned annoyance, “Yes to me asking you to date me, duh”

“Ugh be serious Minho”, you huff.

“What makes you think I’m not serious (yn)?” he looks at you with something in his eyes that you can’t decipher. “I think I should head back now, my break ended ten minutes ago”, with that gets up and walks out of the café.

This was two weeks ago and it still hasn’t left your mind. It is not unlike Minho to randomly ask you out on a date but you never take him seriously. He always jokes about how you two should just marry each other if you were still single at thirty. But that day at the café he did not seem like he was joking about you dating him. Did you hit a nerve by asking him that? But if he was indeed upset, he would tell you about it, you guys always talked things out if either of you were upset. He has been behaving perfectly normally since then.

“I ate pudding today”, you waited for him to continue but only silence followed. “Minho you called me in the middle of the day to say that you ate pudding?”, you asked. “Yeah, and it was so delicious. Buy me more when you come over. Anyways I got to go, bye”, the call ended. Yep, very Minho-like.

You met Minho at a college party and then proceeded to make out with him only stopping when you accidentally moaned your best friend’s name instead. But he never held it against you. You eventually opened up to him enough to tell him that you were in love with your best friend. The said best friend was getting married in a month. And you would be there, as a guest of course. To your surprise you weren’t exactly heartbroken when Seungmin called you, gasping for breath like he had run a marathon. You could almost hear him grinning his puppy grin, “She said yes”.

Just because you were not heartbroken did not mean you were not sad. After all, there were years of pining, wishing that one day he would finally realise that the love of his life was always in front of him. That did not happen. You guys graduated, you got a job, he went for higher studies and found someone there. That night Minho came over with beer and let you ugly sob on his shoulder. Since college, he has always been there with you, your graduation, your first job, bad dates, going out for drinks on Friday nights and talking shit about your bosses. You thought he was good for you; a great friend.

“I’m going on a date tomorrow”, Minho said while setting up his laptop for the movie. It was your weekly movie night at his place, “Thought I should try getting out there”. He was still looking at the laptop avoiding your eyes. For some reason, you felt a pang in your chest. “Is this because of what I said? Minho I didn’t mean to upset you-”

“You didn’t upset me (yn). I’ve just been thinking of settling down”, he started the movie without further explanation. You wanted to press him on but you thought better of it.

You couldn’t concentrate on the movie. Throughout it, you kept thinking about what Minho said. You couldn’t blame him for wanting to settle down but you kept feeling uncomfortable with the image of Minho dating someone and then marrying her.

Minho has always been a menace but he became a little more annoying the next week. He always has this look on his face like he knows something you don’t and it has been eating at your brain. Midweek your composure breaks and you snap, “Ok what is it? Why do you look like you are up to no good?” At that Minho looks at you like you just sprouted two heads, “I don’t know what you’re talking about”

“Oh you know what I’m talking about Minho”

Minho keeps looking at you like a cat who did not just knock off the flower vase, and then he blinked like a lightbulb went off in his head, “Ah right! Come over on Saturday I need help to pick out what I’ll wear for the date.”

The date. Right. He was just excited for the date. You felt your spirits dropping. Maybe in no time, you’ll be attending Minho’s wedding too, as a guest. Wait what? Why would you think that? How else would you want to attend a friend’s wedding if not as a guest?

Oh.

OH.

Oh no.

You stood up abruptly almost knocking over your half-drunk coffee on the table, “I-I have to go, I haven’t even started the new project yet”. Without sparing Minho another glance you grabbed your bag to just get away from him as fast as possible.

“Huh? That was sudden. Well don’t forget about Saturday.”

You faked a smile towards him, “Yes, yes, Saturday, I’ll be there.”

Saturday came faster than you could blink. And it seemed like the universe had a personal vendetta against you this week. Missed deadlines, unnecessary hourlong meetings, spilt coffee, missing the bus- you name it. At this point, only a year-long vacation could give some mental peace. And on top of that, you couldn’t stop thinking about Minho. You didn’t see each other again after that one day when you barely escaped humiliating yourself.

“Should I wear the blue button-down or the black one?”

“Black”

“Hmm, ok blue it is” menace.

“Why am I here Minho? Not like you are listening to me”, you were sitting on his bed munching on the last of honey butter chips Minho had stocked up. You spent the whole day buried in the blanket, wallowing in self-pity, and almost didn’t show up today. You even contemplated going back home while standing in front of Minho’s house. God knows what you were still doing there sitting in Minho’s bedroom while he dressed up for his date.

Minho looked at you through the mirror, scoffing, “For moral support of course”. He went back to styling his hair without another word.

“Well then if am done providing moral support to your honour, I’ll be taking my leave”, it was time for you to go back to the safety of your blankets and cry yourself to sleep since you did not seem fated to have requited love in this life. The only option left was arranged marriage.

Before you could leave Minho’s room you were stopped. “W-wait, don’t you have anything to tell me?” Minho asked. You turned around, brain going into overdrive. Why would he say that? Does he know about my feelings? Is he teasing me? Oh God please no. But what if-

“Like- are you okay with this? Me going on a date?” Ah, so he was just worried. How sweet. “Of course, I’m okay Minho. Why wouldn’t I be? This is completely your decision; you deserve to be happy-”

“Oh my god, you’re so dumb (yn). Why can’t you just say it? Why can’t you just ask me not to go? Why can’t you tell me that you like me?” Minho paused, taking a breath to calm down, “I like you (yn). And I know you like me. There is no other girl. But I do have a reservation for dinner if you’re up for it”.

It would be an understatement to say that you were dumfounded. You had thought of many scenarios while laying awake in bed but not this. “Why didn’t you just confront me if you knew that I liked you?”, you asked, fiddling with the hem of your shirt which looked very interesting suddenly. Minho sighed, “I wasn’t sure at first. So I wanted to see your reaction by saying that I have a date. And it seemed like you weren’t sure about your feelings either. So are you up for it?”

“Huh?”

“The date. Do want to go on this date? Look I understand if you are pissed, and it’s fine if you say no-”

“Just drive me to my place so I can dress up atleast. You’re such a menace Lee Minho”

Minho grinned like a cat, “Yeah but now it’s too late to get rid off me. So this menace is now your responsibility”.

So you were fated to have requited love it seems.

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[marvelfanfn2187a113]

Reunion

Dean Winchester x little sister!reader, Sam Winchester x little sister!reader

Requested by Anonymous

Synopsis: Dean goes to get Sam at college, but things come to a head when he tried to get you too.

“So, where is she?”

The first several minutes after leaving Stanford had been spent in silence, and Sam only broke it after realizing what was missing in the Impala.

“We’re getting her now.”

“You didn’t answer my question.”

Dean sighed. “Bobby’s.”

“Bobby’s?”

Dean avoided Sam’s searching gaze.

“Yeah.”

“You gonna tell me why she’s there and not with you?”

It was silent for several long minutes, and Sam was about to demand an explanation when Dean finally spoke.

“After you left, she kept begging to go and see you. She wouldn’t take no for an answer, and dad got pissed. After she…after she tried to sneak out to take a bus to you, dad dumped her at Bobby’s. That was about eight months ago, and dad hasn’t even mentioned her since.”

Sam gaped at his brother.

“You let that happen?”

Dean scoffed, “It’s not like I let dad do anything. Dad does what he does, and there was nothing I could do about it.” Dean continued to avoid Sam’s eyes. “Besides, she was safer with Bobby. She’d been asking questions about hunting that neither of us were willing to answer, and Bobby’s better at lying to her than I am.”

Despite John’s better judgment, he’d allowed Dean to raise you with no knowledge of the hunting world. You knew that Sam and Dean helped a lot of people, and you’d figured out that their job had something to do with crime—you’d realized that when you noticed how many of their cases came from reading the newspaper—but you didn’t know about monsters.

“Ok,” Sam did a horrible job of hiding his seething, but perhaps that was on purpose. “So why are we getting her now?”

Dean shrugged noncommittally.

“Well, you’re back, figured I’d make it a full reunion.”

“Right,” Sam scoffed. “And dad’s not here to stop you.”

Dean bit back a smile.

“Maybe that too.”

…

“She’s asleep,” Bobby stood with his arms crossed over his chest, blocking the staircase.

“We’re here to get her,” Dean matched his stance and his stubborn expression.

“You shoulda thought of that eight months ago.”

Sam ran a hand across his face, biting back a groan.

“Bobby, please, can we just-“

“Hush, Sam. My beef isn’t with you at the moment.”

“You can’t just keep us from-“

“I can do whatever I dang well please, Dean. She’s been with me for nearly a year, and she just unpacked her bags a few weeks ago. She kept expecting you idjits to come back and get her, but you never did.”

“Dad thought-“

“I don’t give a crap what John thought, you broke her heart. So if you’re gonna take her and raise her proper, then I’ll let you. But if you’re gonna uproot her again, only to drop her back with me the next time she starts asking questions, then it’d be better if she never saw you again.

“We’re not gonna ditch her,” Sam insisted.

“Well thanks for the input, but last I checked you were trying to leave this life behind, so your vote doesn’t count.”

“I’m not gonna leave her, Bobby.”

The conviction in Dean’s voice silenced him for a few seconds.

“And when John comes back?”

Dean shook his head, “She stays with me. No matter what he has to say about it.”

Bobby gave Dean a long, searching look. He’d never heard him openly defy John before, never even say a word against him. When the time came, would he really-

“Dean?”

Dean’s head shot up at the sound of your voice.

“Dean!” You bounded down the stairs, and when you reached the third step you leaped off, landing harshly into Dean’s arms. He staggered back a half step before steadying himself, laughing as he spun you around once before standing in place, lifting a hand to the back of your head as he held you in his arms.

Bobby watched the scene soberly for a moment, before a small smile lifted his lips. He’d gotten his answer. No one who saw the two of you right now could doubt the truth; you were Dean’s girl, and he wouldn’t abandon you.

“Hey baby,” Dean breathed.

“Are you staying?” You held your breath.

“Nope, but you’re coming with us,” Dean promised, finally setting you down.

“Really? I-“ You turned your head, spotting Sam for the first time, and you froze. “Sammy?”

He grinned, “Hey, kiddo.”

You ran into his arms.

“What are you doing here? Are you coming too?”

“Um,” Sam winced slightly, “For a little bit, yeah.”

Then you asked the question that the boys had been hoping to avoid for a bit longer.

“Where’s dad?”

“Honey,” Dean pulled you away from Sam and knelt so he could see you at eye level, placing a hand on your arm. “Dad…he hasn’t come home for a couple weeks. That’s why I got Sammy, we have to go look for him.”

You were silent for a moment.

“Is he ok?” You finally asked.

“We don’t know much right now, but we’re gonna find him, ok? I promise.”

You wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Ok.”

He sighed contentedly, and as he stood you wrapped your legs around his waist, too comfortable in his arms to let go yet.

“I missed you,” you whispered as though it was a special secret for only Dean’s ears.

Dean began to carry you up the stairs, brushing past Sam and Bobby.

Once Dean had reached your room at the top of the stairs, he leaned forwards and pressed a kiss to the side of your head.

“I missed you too,” he whispered back, before gently setting you down. “Pack up your stuff.”

Once you’d grabbed your few possessions and packed them in your backpack, you followed Dean down the stairs, stopping to hug Bobby goodbye.

“Take care of yourself, kiddo.”

You smiled, “You too, old man.”

Bobby scoffed, rolling his eyes.

“Go on, get. Ya idjit.”

Sam followed you out the door, but Bobby grabbed Dean’s arm before he could leave.

“You take care of that little girl, Dean. I know you look up to your dad, you should. But don’t you be like him. You be good to her.”

“I will, Bobby,” Dean clapped a hand on Bobby’s shoulder.

“I promise.”

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[lukeywritesstuff]

Reader has a pregnancy scare over the summer at the lake house and dosent tell Jack at first so he gets mad. He doesn’t really want a child rn but ends up accepting that they will have a baby. But it’s just a scare so their are not going to actually be parents

baby? no baby.

jack hughes x reader

warning: angst, yelling, pregnancy scare, mentions of abortion, punching (m on m), vomit, swearing and suggestive sexual content (no actual smut)

note: i’m not from the states so all timing for drives and flights and stuff are made up because i’ve been trying to research how far detroit airport is from bloomington AND NO BLOOMINGTON IS COMING UP ON MAPS. i actually went a bit crazy writing this because of that. ALSO this is the first fic i’ve written in a couple years that isn’t a joke so please bear with me because it’s not perfect at all.

lowercase intended

this past week has been a nightmare, from waking up at 6:30 in the morning to throw up, to dealing with motion sickness on an airplane and dealing with my boyfriends absolute bullshit.

let’s start from the beginning: wednesday july 12th, the day i started feeling ill. it was around 5:30 in the morning the first time i threw up. that day i thought it was a bug so i didn’t think much of it. but it kept happening all week, and this freaked me out because i knew i was leaving for michigan on monday to visit my boyfriend jack and his family.

monday couldn’t have come any slower, knowing i needed to talk to ellen before anyone else, i was hoping for the day to come faster. she’d be the only one i can ask about what’s going on with me as i haven’t seen my own family since august of last year since i moved to jersey for college.

the flight was terrible but short, it didn’t help my nausea at all, specially with the turbulence, jack was late to pick me up because he left his phone at the house when he went boating with his brothers so i had to sit around the airport for a few hours. i’m not even gonna think about uber either cuz i’d rather get crushed by a plane than sit for hours in an uber with a complete stranger.

ok getting off topic here, we’ll we got to the lake house after a very uneventful and quiet drive from the airport. ellen was finishing up dinner and luke, quinn and jim were playing basketball in the driveway, which quickly came to a stop as jack pulled up smashing the horn causing quinn to (jokingly) throw the ball at the car. (it did not break at all.)

i settled in to jacks room and we ate dinner, we talked about the boys hockey and training and my school and what i’m doing after i graduate next year. jokes were cracked and it was fun, i actually forgot about jack being a bit of a dick for a good hour and a half. after i stayed in the kitchen with ellen to help clean up, jack and luke ran to the x-box in the other room probably to play fortnite.

‘el, this past week i’ve been feeling quite nauseous this past week and i was wondering if i should worry about it. knowing you’ve been pregnant a few times, i felt it was best to ask you for advice on the situation.’ i said to my boyfriends mother.

‘well if it goes on for a few more days i’d consider going to a doctor, but for now you can go to the pharmacy just down the street and try a rest or 2 if you wanna have an idea quicker.’ she said and i nodded.

‘wait you’re pregnant?’ i hear from by the counter. quinn. he heard.

‘i’m not sure. i was just about to go to the pharmacy to get a test’ i told him.

‘i’ll drive i want some gato and fuckass jack frank the last one.’ he said and i nodded.

we went to the pharmacy and got 2 tests (and a shit ton of blue gato for quinn) and we went back to the house. i went to the bathroom in ellen’s room to take them since she wants to be there for me and honestly i’m glad i did. she’s been so supportive even if it might just be a scare.

the tests came out positive. i broke down in tears and went out to ellen.

‘positive, i’m pregnant. and i’m only 21’ i said.

‘oh sweetie. it’s all gonna be okay. you’re gonna be a great mom and jacks gonna be a great dad.’ ellen said embracing me.

‘so she’s pregnant?’ quinn asked from the door. i just nod my head at him.

suddenly i hear from the hallway ‘who’s pregnant?’ and ‘is it mom? i think i’m a bit too old to be an older brother’ and then a little ‘ow’ after.

then quinn had to open his big ass mouth and say ‘no. it’s y/n. she’s pregnant.’

‘what?!’ jack yelled. ‘and you fucker knew before me? you fucking asshole!’ i heard before i see jack coke into the room angrily to punch his older brother in the face.

‘jack get off!’ i yelled pulling him.

‘i cant believe you told quinn before me! have him father your fucking kid. i don’t want it. i don’t want kids at all. specially right now. i’m at my prime right now! i don’t need a fucking baby ruining it all for me! get out of my house that’s not my kid! and if it is fucking abort it!’ he yelled while crying making me cry even more.

right after luke dragged him to his room and i can hear yelling between them as quinn and ellen comforted me in the master bedroom. todays been a lot for me so i eventually pass out in my boyfriend(?)’s parents room with his mother stroking my hair.

on wednesday, exactly a week after i started having my nausea i decided to visit a doctor to get the baby and i checked out. i haven’t talked to jack since he yelled at me so i go with ellen.

‘okay so it seems like you’re not actually pregnant and the test you took was wrong.‘ the doctor said to me.

honestly i have no idea if i’m relieved or sad. i was honestly quite happy to potentially be having a baby, even if jack was being a huge JACKass about it.

we got home and i saw jack sitting on the porch with a bouquet of flowers.

‘baby, i’ve thought everything over these past few days, and i’m actually excited to have a baby! with you! i apologize for everything i said, but it just hurt knowing quinn found out before me, because i am the dad. but now i am excited for this baby and this new chapter of our lives!’ he said smiling at the end.

‘jack, it was a scare. there’s no pregnancy. i’ve just been having a stomach bug the doctor told me. the tests were wrong too. i’m sorry.’ i said frowning.

‘oh. well i guess that means we just go upstairs and start actually making a baby, because i kinda want one now!’ jack said before pulling me in the house.

once we got up to the bedroom i hear ellen ushering everyone out, probably to spare themselves from having to hear whatever we’re getting up to upstairs.

#jack hughes #jack hughes x reader #jack hughes angst #jack hughes fanfiction #jack hughes imagine #luke hughes #quinn hughes

[wonik1ss]

Take My Heart — Minji

pairing : non idol!minji x reader

song rec : just friends - jordi

summary : y/n goes on a tour of a college not sure if she wants to go but Minji convinces her

a/n : should basketball ball Minji be next?

“Anyone in there?”. You snapped out of your daydream as you looked up to see your college guide.

“Yup sorry I zoned out..”

“It’s fine! Let’s continue the tour now though!”. As you guide turned around you sighed as you followed them. This college had everything but somehow nothing at all. Maybe it was your guide or maybe the lack of one.

While to an onlooker you were getting a tour you really were just having someone point and name things before they moved on. No interesting facts or dates to be excited about just plain old facts.

“And here’s the cafe! Do you wanna get anything? I have to talk to one of my professors so I’ll be back!”. You were about to nod yes but your guide had already ran away. You sat and observed your surroundings. The cafe was small and cozy kinda reminded you of the one in friends. It looked and felt like a place you could just get lost in a book in.

Or someone’s eyes. Specifically the girls who just caught your eyes. Your eyes grew wide as the alluring girl looked you up and down and then smiled. You quickly tried to look busy while you heard a laugh and foot steps.

“Are your new?”. You looked up to see a girl in a letterman’s jacket hovering over you. Was it just you or was it getting hotter..

“Yes.. but no..”. The girl tilted her head in confusion giving you a better view of her face. Aphrodite blessed her good.

“I.. I’m just here on a tour..”

“Oh.. so you liking the school so far?”

“Not really.. all I’ve seen are old statues and places..”. The girl smiled and licked her lips before she went down into a squat.

“I bet you’d like it more if I toured you around”. You looked down trying to avoid the girls gaze out her finger tipped your face up so now you were staring at her square in the face.

“I.. I guess..”

Now that’s how you ended up holding hands with a girl you didn’t know across the college campus.

“That’s we’re Rina almost got a arrested and where Ri-ki tried to water board Jungwon”. Your eyes went wide as the taller girl laughed.

“There all fine thought don’t worry”. You blushed as the girl squeezed your hand and continued walking.

“I mean if anything you should go here only for the food! It’s delicious I swear!”. You tuned in and out of the tour. Seeing as this beautiful girl just whisked you out of a cafe and now onto another tour.

“Ok so anything else you wanna know?”. You both now sat on the grass the taller girl still slightly hovering over you.

“How’s your.. Merch!”

“Spectacular I mean do you see this jacket?”. You laughed as the nameless girl told stories about the weird things that happened at the school and why you should go there. You ended up completely forgetting about your other tour before you checked the time.

“Oh shit..”

“Oh.. do you have to get back to your half assed tour?”. You giggled while the taller girl helped you up.

“Ya.. it was nice talking to you though.. I loved your tour!”. The girl smiled but it slowly turned into a smirk.

“Take this.. as a souvenir!”. Your cheeks went red again as the girl handed you her jacket.

“Take my heart..”

“What?”. You thought you said that under your breath so you stood stunned.

“I mean I would gladly but can I have a reason first?”. The girl giggled at your stunned face as she got closer. Your heart beat quickened as she whispered in your ear.

“But I got tell you I won’t give it back”. You slightly smiled.

“Y/n! Where have you been?!”. You turned to see your guild your apologized saying you “didn’t know where the bathroom was”

“And Minji showed you?”. You nodded as your previous guide smiled.

“So you do want to tour people Minji”. The guide teased as Minji rolled her eyes.

“I got to go see you next year Y/n”. Minji winked as she ran over to a group you assumed was her friends as you stood smiling like a little kid.

“I see she got your heart too”. Your guide giggled as she started the tour again.

Let’s just hope Minji doesn’t give it back..

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[hockeylovee12]

Anyone But Him-Jack Hughes

A/N: This version of the story has been discontinued. I have a new version that I am working on that is slowly being published

Summary: Brooke Howe and Luke Hughes had known each other since 6th grade when his family first moved to Michigan the two were sat next to each other in homeroom and became best friends. Fast forward six years and nothing has changed Brooke and Luke are still best friends and nothing can get in the way of that except maybe starting a relationship with his brother.

It all started the summer before you and Luke went to college. Luke had invited you to his families lake house the same lake house you had been going to every summer since the two of you meet. Only this time you weren’t the only girl one of the Hughes brothers brought.

Jack had been dating Sienna for only two months. Luke told you about her and also said he wasn’t a big fan of her. He had met her twice before and apparently he had objected to Jack bringing her but he wasn’t interested.

You and Luke headed up with his parents the morning of July 1st and later on Sienna, Jack, Quinn and one of his friends joined. The majority of the day was spent relaxing and reacquainting with everyone.

The next day you had spent the day out on the lake like usual you watched as Jack and Luke argued over who gets to drive the boat. Jack ending the argument with a simple I’m older so I get to do it before taking the wheel from Quinn and proceeding to play captain the rest of the day.

You giggled as Luke pouted.

“It’s not funny he always does this he never lets me drive!” Luke complains

“I’m sorry dude maybe next summer” You say

“Fat Chance!” Jack shouted

Luke groans annoyed and you laughed again.

After spending around four hours out on the lake wakesurfing and swimming the crew finally decided to head home and you went upstairs to shower then change into some comfier clothes before returning back downstairs.

The Hughes father Jim was cooking burgers with the ‘help’ of his sons when you spotted Sienna on the couch

“Hi!” You say taking a seat

“Hi?” Sienna responds in a dull tone while scrolling through instagram.

“I’m Brooke I’m Luke’s best friend it’s so nice to meet you and it’s great to have another girl here” You say with a laugh

“So what are you Luke’s girlfriend?” She asks

You let out a slight laugh she’s not the first one to assume that.

“No we’re just good friends” you say

“Ok sure” Sienna says

———————————————————————

After dinner the whole crew stayed outside to roast marshmallows and sit by the fire.

You took a seat next to Sienna and watched as Jack and Luke argue over something stupid

“So where did you meet Jack?” You ask Sienna

“At a bar” she says vaguely

“That sounds nice” You say

“Where are you from?” You ask

Sienna rolls her eyes

“Geez sorry I’m just trying to be friendly” You say

“You know I’m still trying to figure out the reason Luke keeps you around I mean you’re not pretty enough and you act like a child” Sienna says

All of the sudden you feel your eyes start to water. You use your sleeve to wipe the tears and stand up.

“Cookie you ok?” Quinn asks using a childhood nickname everyone in the Hughes household adopted for you

“Ya I’m ok I’m kinda tired I’m gonna turn in. Goodnight guys” You say and walk inside

“Brooke wait up”

You turn around half way up the stairs and see Luke

“Luke I’m ok I’m just tired” you reassure him

“No your not I saw you you were talking with Sienna and then you got sad what did she say?” Luke asks

“Luke it’s not important I’m just being sensitive” You say

“Brooke come on tell me!” Luke says you sigh

You look up at Luke and can see a mixture of anger and concern in his eyes

You take a deep breath before explaining what happened.

Luke gets mad and grabs your hand marching back to the dock.

“Hey what’s up?” Jack says once he notices you and Luke had returned

“What’s up is your girlfriend’s a bitch” Luke says

Everyone’s eyes goes wide and Sienna shots a glare towards me.

“Excuse me” Jack says stepping closer to Luke

The tension in the air keeps building until Quinn steps in.

“Alright alright guys calm down” Quinn says putting himself in between Jack and Luke

“Luke why don’t you tell us what happened” Quinn says

“No it doesn’t matter she needs to leave” Luke says pointing to Sienna

“Now” Luke adds

Sienna stands up

“She’s not going anywhere” Jack says

“Yes she is go pack your shit and get out” Luke says to Sienna

“Luke just stop” you say trying to grab his arm

“No tell her to pack her shit and get out” Luke says one last time before turning around and walking inside with you.

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You and Luke spend the next three hours laying on his bed under a million blankets watching old Disney movies until he falls asleep.

You slowly get up and tiptoe into the hallway.

“Hey” you hear

Startled you jump a little before turning around and seeing Jack

“Oh Jesus Jack you scared me” you say

“Sorry how you doing?” He asks

“I’m ok and Jack I’m so sorry about earlier” you say

“I talked to Sienna she told me the truth about what she said” Jack says

“Oh…” you say sadly

“We broke up and she left” Jack adds

“Oh I’m sorry Jack” You say

“Do you wanna talk?” You offer

“Sure” He says you smile at him and the two of you walk downstairs.

You take a seat on the large couch

“I’m gonna get a drink do you want one?” Jack offers

“What like alcohol?” You question Jack let’s out a laugh

“Ya cookie I’m offering you alcohol how about I just look for a juice box” Jack jokes

He returns with two water bottles

“Thanks” you say unscrewing the bottle cap and taking a sip

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Jack brings up a story about how you and Luke use to run round the house pretending to be cops and would arrest everyone.

The two of you continue talking about different memories and you enjoy the constant smile on Jacks face.

Around midnight the two of you make your way outside to look up at the stars

“Are you ok about Sienna?” You ask

“Ya I’m ok it sucks but I mean it’s whatever” Jack says

“Jack I’m sorry” You say looking at him

“You know sometimes it’s just hard most girls just look at me like I’m a fuck and I don’t know Sienna was just the first real girlfriend I’ve had in a long time” Jack explains

“Jack you’re a great person any girl would be lucky to date you trust me any girl would be over the moon to find such a great guy like you they’re pretty rare” You say resting your hand on his arm

“And what about you?” Jack says looking in your eyes

“What about me?” You ask

“Would you be over the moon to date me?” Jack asks

You let out a small chuckle

“I’m serious” Jack says

“I don’t think Lukey would be ok with that” you say

“I don’t really care what Luke thinks” Jack says taking a step closer to you before you know what’s happening Jacks lips connect with yours and all of the sudden your standing in the familiar spot in an unfamiliar situation kissing your best friends older brother.

A/N hope you enjoy! Feel free to send in requests or suggestions!

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#luke hughes #nj devils #jack hughes #hughes brothers #quinn hughes #feel free to interact #jack hughes blurb #brothers #Jack Hughes romance

[thenerdyfanwriter]

Ya know how the Gallaghers have a piano in their house? Could you please write a request where Gallagher sister oc/reader taught herself to play piano over the years and eventually gets into the Chicago Symphony Orchestra? Thank you✌️

Untitled

Word Count: 828

Pairings: OC!Gallagher! Reader x Gallaghers 

Synopsis: As the fourth oldest Gallagher, Joanna thought she wouldn’t get anywhere in life after graduating. That is until a special letter comes.

Warnings: None

A/N: Wasn’t sure how to end this one. It’s kinda a short one. Hope you enjoy!

Masterlist

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I’ve always loved music. Since I was tall enough to reach the piano, I would try to play it. Not many people in my family know how to play the piano. Fiona and Lip know a small bit, but Frank is the one who knows it the best.

I’ve played the piano in the school orchestra since 5th grade. In those years, I’ve participated in competitions and won many of them as well. With it being the middle of senior year, I decided to apply to some orchestras and universities. 

Ever since I was young, it has been my dream to join the Chicago Symphony Orchestra. They were the first Orchestra I auditioned for.  I also applied to the University of Chicago. I’m not very smart like my brother, Lip, but I thought it would be a better chance at doing something with my life if I applied to colleges instead of only orchestras.

I’ve always felt like an outcast in my family of outcasts. I didn’t tell anyone I auditioned and applied to stuff because I don’t want to get their hopes up. 

Timeskip

It’s been almost 5 months since I auditioned for the Chicago Symphony Orchestra. I’ve already gotten rejection letters from the colleges and smaller orchestras, so I’m not going to be surprised when I get rejected from this one too.

With it being the middle of June, my high school graduation is coming up in a few days. I still haven’t told anyone about what I’m doing after I graduate because I’m still not sure myself.

While sitting on the couch, Fiona gets home from work and sits next to me. “Graduation is two days away. What are you planning to do after?” She asks me. I knew this conversation was coming. She had the same one with Lip and Ian.

“I already have a job lined up. I start in a week.” I told her. I decided to get a job since I don’t know what I’m going to do.

“OK, that's good.” Fiona gets up and goes upstairs.

Two days Later

Today is the day I’m finally graduating. All my family is here, except for Frank of course. I’m standing in line waiting for my name to be called. There's only a few people in front of me. I’m getting nervous as I approach the stage. Only two people are in front of me now. I don’t know why I’m so nervous.

One person is in front of me. I feel like throwing up. “Joanna Gallagher.” My name gets called. I walk on the stage with my eyes wide. The principal hands me my diploma and I walk away. I don’t bother sticking around for the end, I just run to my family.

“I’m so proud of you.” Fiona whispers in my ear as she hugs me. I can feel the rest of them hugging me as well. “ Let’s go home and celebrate!” Fiona says to everyone.

When we get home, I go up to Debbie and I’s room to change. With the room being so small, we have to sleep on bunk beds.

After changing, I go back downstairs and notice Fiona and Lip on the couch looking at something. I don’t see anyone else, so I assume they went to get party supplies. 

“What are you guys doing?” I ask them. They jump off the couch and Lip puts something behind his back. “What are you two hiding?” I step closer to them.

“We should be asking what you’re hiding Jo.” Lip says. I freeze. Did they find out about the colleges I didn’t get into? Did they find out about my audition for the orchestra?

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” They can tell when I’m hiding something. My face gets all red and my eyes go wide when I am hiding something.

“We’re not mad at you.” Fiona takes a paper that Lip had behind his back. “ You should probably read this.” She hands the paper to me and they both go to the kitchen.

As I read the paper, I start to tear up.

Dear Ms. Joanna Gallagher,

We are pleased to say you have been accepted to the Chicago Symphony Orchestra. We were very pleased by your audition. If possible, we would love to have you play as our main pianist.

I didn’t bother to read any further. Tears were streaming down my face as I got up and started jumping around. “I got in! I got in!” I was screaming. Fiona and Lip walked back into the living room and watched me. When I stopped, I noticed Fiona was crying too.

“Fi, why are you crying?” I asked.

“It’s just happy tears. We finally got a Gallagher to achieve something great.”

“It’s about time, too.” Lip said, joining the conversation. 

I laugh as I hug both of them. ”Thank you guys for everything.” I tell them. “Without you two, I wouldn’t have gotten anywhere.” 

#shameless x reader #shameless imagine #fiona gallagher x reader #lip gallagher x reader

[buckysxgal]

Reunited?

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader Summary: Y/N went with the Byer's clan to California for college and comes back to Hawkins with the Cali crew after everything goes down. Will they reunite with their boyfriend Eddie? Word Count: 2.3k Warning: Vomiting

Also I haven't written in a while so hope this is good!

I was sitting in the back of the Surfer’s Pizza van staring out the window as we got closer and closer to Hawkins. It had been a hell of a few days and not knowing if Max is OK has been driving me crazy. El will not talk about it, she has barely talked much in the past 48 hours, understandably.  

It had been a while since I’d been back in Hawkins, a year in fact. I had left to go with Joyce and the rest of the Byers clan to California since I had been living with them. I had to leave behind my boyfriend, and we’ve been trying hard to stay connected with each other, but it’s been hard with me starting College and him trying to graduate high school. I missed Eddie and last I heard from El, there was someone named Eddie involved in everything going on back in Hawkins.  

My eyes focused on a sign in the distance, I perked up a bit recognizing it as the ‘Welcome to Hawkins’ sign. I started fiddling with the necklace around my neck, a wave of nerves coming over me at the thought of seeing everybody. Anxiety coursed through me as I wondered if all my friends had made it out alive.  

“We going to the Wheelers?” I asked no one in particular. The first words being said for hours startled everyone. Jonathan, who was behind the wheel, nodded in reply.  

“We’ll be there within the next 30 minutes.” I nodded and continued staring out the window as the town of Hawkins passed me by. There were holes in the ground everywhere, people flooded outside of the school with a sign about helping those affected by the earthquake. I let out a shaky breath as I looked over the crowd of people hoping to see a face I recognized. 

We pulled up outside of the Wheeler’s residence and I took note of everyone that was around. Steve and Robin were helping Nancy pack Steve's car with boxes. Dustin was speaking to Mrs. Wheeler beside Steve’s car. No sign of Lucas, Max or Erica and worst of all. No sign of Eddie, yet.  

“Cheer up dude.” Argyle spoke up from the passenger seat. “Your boyfriend might be somewhere else.” I hadn’t noticed that the younger ones had already stepped out of the car. 

“Yeah besides, what would he be doing at Nance’s house anyways?” Jonathan piped up. They had good points. It would be odd of him to be there considering the crew that was there, him not being particularly close to Steve or Robin. They both left the car while I contemplated what they said. I took a deep breath and left the car. I passed by the few reunions happening and made my way over to Robin and Steve, wrapping them up in a group hug. 

“I’m glad you guys are OK.” I whispered. Robin, not being much for physical attention, awkwardly patted my back while Steve tightened his grip on me. 

“I know you guys might not know this, but” I trailed off, pulling back from the hug. “do you guys happen to know if Eddie is alright?” Steve and Robin shared a look, a melancholy expression taking over their faces as they shook their heads.  

“We haven’t seen him since everything went down.” Robin muttered. “Sorry.”  

“It’s alright, didn’t expect you guys to just... thought I’d check.” I mumbled. 

I felt a hand land on my back. I turned my head to see Nancy looking at me, the way Nancy always does when she’s trying to figure someone out. I gave her a small smile and pulled her into a side hug.  

“You OK?” she asked lowly. I nodded against her shoulder. As I pulled away from that hug, I heard El talk about Max. I looked over as Dustin explained that she was in the hospital. I walked over to Dustin and ruffled his hair in greeting. Dustin looked over to me and it seemed like his shoulder’s got heavier. He focused his eyes back on Will and El as I saw tears starting to form in the corner of his eyes. My mind wandered back to Eddie as they continued to talk about Max’s condition. A sinking feeling present in my gut, no one could or would tell me of Eddie’s condition, but the looks on their faces say that they know something. 

“Are you coming man?” Argyle said as he waved his hand in front of my face. I blinked and looked around to see everyone piling into different cars. Steve, Robin and Dustin are all piling into Steve’s car while the rest are piling into the van. 

I made my way over to the van and climbed in, taking my seat between Will and Argyle. Nancy in the front with Jonathan and Mike and El occupying the seats in the middle.  

“Where are we going?” I asked Will. 

“We’re going to see Max.” I nodded and settled further into my seat.  

The elevator ride was quiet, almost suffocatingly quiet. No one knew what to say and everyone was going through different emotions. The only one that wasn’t majorly affected was Argyle, mainly because he didn’t know Max, though he wasn’t his normal cheery self either. We exited the elevator and looked for the room number the receptionist told us.  

I followed in the room behind El, Mike and Will and peeked around the three teens. My throat constricted as I saw Max on the hospital bed. She looked... so weak. Lucas let go of Eleven and spotted me. I gave him a weak smile and wrapped him in a hug. 

“I’m sorry sweetie.” I said as I tightened my hug. I looked around him and saw Erica sitting in a chair in the corner of the room being quiet, which was very unlike her. I let go of Lucas and went to sit on the arm of the chair she was on. She leaned against my side as I put my hand on her shoulder. I looked over at the side table, there was a newspaper on it with Eddie’s face peeking out from a folded page. I squinted my eyes, trying to make out what the article was.  

I stood up and walked over to the newspaper and gasped. 

CULT LEADER KILLS CHEERLEADER 

Eddie’s school photo looked up at me. I felt sick. There’s no way Eddie would’ve done this. I numbly walked across the room and out of the door, ignoring my friends questions as I left. 

“Hey amiga.” Argyle said from his place on the floor as I walked out of the room. I ignored him and walked straight to the trash can heaving into it.  

“Oh shit” I heard Argyle scrambling up off the floor to rush over to me and began rubbing circles on my back. I heard multiple footsteps running towards me. I could hear Argyle talking and another voice answering him. His hand came off my back and was replaced with a smaller one. I finished heaving and sat back into the chest of the person behind me. 

“It’s going to be OK.” Nancy muttered running her hand over my forehead. Jonathan came into my field of sight looking very concerned and holding out a water bottle. I grabbed the bottle as he grabbed the newspaper that was still clutched in my hands and looked at the article on the front page. His eyebrows shot up and he read through it. I took a heavy swig of the water and shifted to look at Nancy. 

“Did he...” I couldn’t bring myself to finish the sentence. She gave me a small smile and shook her head. 

“No.” she said firmly. “Eddie did not do this.” I breathed out a sigh of relief, I already knew he wasn’t capable of something like this but hearing someone else, someone who doesn’t know him like I do, also say what I am thinking took a huge weight off my shoulder. I looked up from the floor and saw the kids looking at me from the door of Max’s room, concern etched on their faces. 

“I’m OK guys. I’m just going to go sit in the van.” I moved to stand, Nancy and Jonathan helping me up. 

“Come on dude, I’ll come sit with you.” I nodded and followed Argyle out of the hospital. 

“We’ll be out soon.” Nancy called from behind us. 

Me and Argyle sat in the car in relative silence. The radio was being played at a low volume as the rest of the crew piled in the car. El took a seat beside me and leaned her head on my shoulder with Mike settling in on the other side of her. 

I grabbed hold of her hand as we settled back into our seats in the van after visiting Max. I gave it a gentle squeeze, hoping she’d look over at me. I knew this whole thing with Max was really tearing her up. She continued staring forward, but she gave my hand a squeeze back.  

We were on our way to Hopper’s old cabin, a safe spot for us to hide El. Again, I wondered where Eddie was. I hoped he was OK but the apology and sympathetic look that I received from Lucas makes me think he might not be. After seeing the article in the newspaper about Eddie, and how he was being accused of murder. I had little hope that I’d get to see Eddie again. I began to chew on my nails, a habit I picked up on since the beginning of this shit show, and let my eyes shift out of focus. 

The old cabin came into view, a lot quicker than I expected it to. Nancy shifted in her seat and turned around to face us. 

“There’s someone else that will be staying with Eleven here” She explained to us. I looked in her eyes and she quickly shifted them away. Strange. I quirked an eyebrow up at Will who was sitting across from me. He shrugged his shoulders at me and got ready to exit the van. I narrowed my eyes at the scene ahead of us. Man, that cabin is in rough shape.  

“I get that we gotta hide Supergirl, and all but this isn’t exactly a Fortress of Solitude, man.” Argyle exclaimed. “It’s more like a Fortress of Grodiness.” Nancy huffed. 

“Come on guys seriously,” she walked around the counter. “I’ve seen Mike’s room look worse than this.” 

“Ah, brutal, dude.” Argyle said looking over at Mike who looked like he had just finished sucking on a lemon. I let out a small laugh and turned back towards Nancy who was now opening the doors of the pantry.  

“And, voila, cleaning supplies.” Nancy said as she plopped a container down onto the kitchen counter filled with various supplies. We all chose an area and set to fixing this place up. Mike and Will were cleaning up the living area, Nancy and Jonathan were boarding up the broken windows, Eleven had taken a bag and trudged her way over to one of the rooms and God knew where Argyle managed to sneak away to.  

I set a bucket of water on the floor beside the wall and got started on wiping down the walls. A year of uninhibitedness and holes in the roof sure did a number on this place. I could hear rumbling as it sounded like more cars showed up. I popped my head up to look out the window and saw Steve’s car pull up with an unmarked black car that suspiciously looked like it belonged to the government. I caught Jonathan’s eyes and narrowed them. He shook his head in confusion and turned to Nancy. 

I stood up and followed Mike and Will outside. Steve, Robin and Dustin got out of the car. Dustin remained at the car door talking to someone in the car, but Steve and Robin made their way towards us. In the black car out stepped Joyce and Hopper, I let out a sigh of relief seeing the former police chief alive and well after what happened last year. I watched Joyce hug her sons as Hopper passed by me clapping me on the shoulder. 

“Don’t worry kid, we’ll figure something out.” I looked at him strangely and he pointed towards Steve’s car and then turned to walk inside the cabin, presumably to go see El. A sense of confusion washed over me as I looked over to Steve’s car. Steve had appeared beside me and nudged me. I looked over at him in disbelief; he nodded his head towards the car. 

“Someone you should see.” I whipped my head back to the car as I saw Eddie step out. Eddie was alive, he was OK. Eddie hadn’t noticed me yet, talking animatedly with Dustin. I could feel a smile on my face as I said his name. His eyes met mine and he grinned. 

“Hey sweetheart.” I let out a choked sob as I flew down the driveway and into his arms, almost knocking us down onto the ground. I could feel him chuckling as he held onto me tight. 

“I am never letting you out of my sight again you hear me, Edward Munson.” I said making my point by stabbing my pointer finger in his chest. Eddie was looking down at me with a dopey smile on his face. His hand came up to rest on the side of my neck which stopped my ranting.  

“I love you sweetheart.” He whispered before leaning down and placing his lips on mine. I kissed back softly before pulling away, pressing my forehead to his. 

“I’m serious Eddie. Never.” He nodded and wrapped me back up in a hug. 

“Promise.” He whispered against my neck. 

This work is not to be copied onto any other blog or site without my permission. Everything I write is cross posted onto my Archive of our Own account under the same username. 

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things fanfiction #reader insert

[lacontroller1991]

Second Chances (Johnny Lawrence x F!Reader)

Requested ages ago by @awesomemikaus:  a request from johhny. where is he talking to miguel about life, girls and when he asks him if he loves someone, someone special, johhny answers yes, he fell in love with the reader since high school, they got married but then everything went wrong, bc johhny is johhny Maybe she was cheated on by Robby's mom. I know you have made a request where the reader is larusso, but I would like the reader to be too, just because I love drama, angsty. and they meet again at the scene where johhny goes to daniel's house. thank you 

Author's Note: I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK A WHILE BUT I FINALLY MANAGED TO FINISH IT AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY!!!!!! I also went with a different direction to this story, I made reader Amanda's sister XD

Warnings: infidelity, mention of drinking, Johnny giving Miguel a beer, past drunk Johnny, language

Main Master List Cobra Kai Master List

Word Count: 1.4k

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“Hey Sensei?” Miguel walks into the small office of the dojo where Johnny sits, popping open a Coors Banquet. “Can I talk to you?” Johnny takes a swig before swallowing his sip and moving to the front of his desk, propping himself on the edge.

“Yeah, of course. What’s wrong, Diaz?”

“So you know the girl I’ve been talking to?” Johnny nods his head, “well, I want to ask her out, but I don’t know what she’d say, let alone what to say if she rejects me,” Miguel slumps in the old office chair as Johnny walks to his fridge, pulling out a beer for Miguel, who looks at it in question.

“Don’t be a pussy. Drink,” Johnny orders, bringing his own drink to his lips. “Listen, Diaz, don’t let a girl slip away because you weren’t manly enough. With babes, you’ve got to show dominance and assertiveness, because if you don’t, they don’t pay attention to you,” he states as Miguel waits for him to continue. “Don’t cheat too. Chicks hate that.”

“Well yeah…” Miguel hesitates, looking at the bottle before taking a sip and grimacing at the taste. “Everyone hates cheating,” Johnny raises his bottle in agreement.

“If you do cheat, some girls beat your ass so badly and then leave you in a ditch,” Miguel spits out his drink in shock.

“Sensei?” Johnny chuckles.

“I was dating a girl before, married her somehow, and we were happy, but a drunken one night stand ended our whole relationship.” “What happened?”

“I slept with someone else, she found out, dented my car and kicked me out on my ass. I was so piss drunk that I couldn’t do anything. Woke up the next morning and everything was gone. She was gone.” Johnny’s face falls slightly as he thinks back to all the times you and him were together. 

After he lost the All Valley Tournament to Daniel and had lost Ali to Daniel, no one had really wanted to go out with him, let alone hang with him. He found himself lost and lonely, until you showed up. Through the summer of his senior year and into his college years, you and him formed a relationship, eventually starting to date his sophomore year of college. Although he dropped out of college, you continued on with your education and it wasn’t until your graduation where he dropped to his knee and asked you to be his. 

Of course you were questioning his proposal. You loved Johnny, you really did but what could he offer you that somebody better couldn’t? However, the love outweighed the needs and so you and him got married and it was nice for a while, except when you would come home from late nights only to find him passed out with a beer in his hands. It didn’t take you long to find out that he was messing around with a new girl, Shannon and ended up getting her pregnant, so with what little dignity you have left, you threw his ass out and moved states and he hasn’t heard from you since. “Sensei,” Miguel’s voice snaps Johnny out of his thoughts as he looks over the teen. “Are you ok?” Johnny tosses the empty bottle of beer in the trash and picks up his coat before heading out the door. 

“Yeah, I’m fine. Class is dismissed today. I have some business to take up with LaRusso. You alright gettin’ home by yourself?” Miguel nods as he follows Johnny out of the dojo, the latter locking the door behind him. “Good, because some assholes last night torched my car and I’m gonna get payback.”

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Commotion outside your window stirs you from a nap. Stretching out your limbs, you look over to the clock and note that it’s almost dinner time and judging by the smell wafting through the house, Amanda is cooking something good, however, it’s not the food that has your attention. It’s Daniel and Amanda’s yelling followed by another person. “What’s going on?” You ask out loud to nobody as you slip out of the bed and fix yourself before making your way down the stairs, trying to see who’s causing all the commotion. Amanda and Daniel are standing in the doorway, their frames blocking the intruder’s but you did manage to get a glimpse of moppy blonde hair. 

Spotting Anthony, you quickly pull the younger LaRusso to the side. “What the hell is going on out there?” Anthony doesn’t bother looking up from his gameboy to meet your gaze.

“I don’t know. Some douchebag out there is saying Uncle Louie burnt his car. He’s trynna get dad to fight him.”

“Fight him?”

“Some bullshit about karate.”

“Watch your language young man,” you pinch his arm but let him go, trying to see who’s causing the trouble, however deep down you feel like you know who it is. Rounding the corner, your heart drops as your stomach lurches forward. In the courtyard stands no other than the man who broke your heart all those years ago. 

“How about we resolve this over dinner?” Amanda suggests, the three unaware of your presence. 

“I could eat.” “No!” You shout out before you could really think about what you’re saying, alerting the trio to your presence. “He’s not allowed to eat here.”

Johnny squints against the sun trying to make out the silhouette, but your voice is unmistakable. “(Y/N)?” Amanda and Daniel look at each other before looking between you and Johnny.

“You two know each other?”

“Wish I didn’t.”

“That was harsh,” Johnny snides back, stepping into the house as Daniel eyes Johnny warily and Amanda eyes you. 

“Ok what the hell is going on here?” Amanda questions as you let out a sigh, trying to relax your body. 

“Johnny and I were marri”

“Are married.”

“Were married until he cheated on me.” Johnny hangs his head in shame as you struggle to push back the tears that are resurfacing. 

“Look I know I made a mistake, but you didn’t have to damage my car and then literally kick me out,” Johnny steps toward you as Amanda pulls Daniel to her side, not wanting either of them to get into the argument. 

“That’s all you care about? The fact that I kicked you out and damaged your car?”

“Yeah! It was my ride!” Johnny yells back, extending his arms as you put up a stone wall around your heart because despite you being angry at him for cheating on you, you still love him more than you would care to admit. 

“Why don’t you stop bitchin’ and let’s eat,” Anthony comments, earning a slap at the back of his head from Daniel while you roll your eyes as Johnny stares at the kid. 

“Asshole sure has a mouth for a 5 year old.”

“I’m not five!”

“Ok look, everyone just calm down, (Y/N), would it be ok if Johnny joined for dinner?” Johnny fiddles with his fingers in anxiousness as he waits for your response. He won’t tell anybody but the prospect of having a conversation with you after all those years excites him. He knows he fucked up and even though he’s glad he has Robby - despite the kid wanting nothing to do with him - he regrets every other moment he spent with Shannon.

“Whatever,” you reluctantly agree as you take a seat at the table, Johnny sitting the opposite of you. “Don’t think I’m over what happened.”

“I wouldn’t expect you to. I would, however, like it if you could maybe give me a chance to explain?” His blue eyes silently beg you as you twirl the knife between your fingers. Finding love after what happened hadn’t been easy and despite his tendencies you do love him. 

“Can we discuss it after this? In private?” Johnny looks at Daniel who clenches his jaw, irritated that his former enemy is in his house, having dinner with his family and is married to his sister in law while Amanda sets down the plates of food.

“Yeah. That sounds good.” 

“Now that that’s settled, how about we eat?” Amanda breaks the awkward tension as you give her a small smile, picking up your fork and eyeing Johnny, who meets your gaze.

“Yeah, sounds good to me,” you comment with a smile as Johnny smiles back and you think to yourself, maybe this time will be different. 

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[dreamcatchers-husband]

Food Research

Male Reader X Kim Sejeong

Length: 2300+

Tags: Creampie

A/N- wrote this one randomly. not many edits and such so sorry if it has a lot of typos and such.

College was a pain in the ass. You think it's safe to assume it was for almost everyone. The memories of late-night study sessions, and early morning panic attacks because of exams have never left your mind. Nevertheless, those four years were worth it once you got your degree. 

A bachelor’s in agricultural science, concentrating on food science. A degree like this meant you only had one real job option, a food researcher. Now to some this job could sound annoying as it’s a lot of cooking and experimenting with different flavors but to you, it was a dream.

 The love for cooking started at a young age with you being the son of a chicken shop. 

The secret to the popularity of the shop was the sauce you made with your mother trying out all of these different spices and such. Those memories help influence the job you have today. 

The interview process was tough and grueling with several other candidates but in the end, you were one of two people they hired to Go Research. This company in ten years quickly made its way to the top food research institute in all of South Korea. At the start they had you doing minor things, just picking up ingredients and such for the workers to experiment with.

After a year of your errand boy job, you were finally assigned to a small research team with a face you recognized. The only other new hire with you that day, Kim Sejeong. Unlike you, Sejeong was quickly added to a Research team and now had her own. You were excited to join a team and it certainly helped that Sejeong was always open to your ideas. 

Six months went by as you and your team continued to work on developing new foods for the company. Your last product, salted roe fish was a hit even seeing massive sales in countries such as the US and Canada. After that success, the pressure was on for the next big product your team would develop.

It was a late Friday night and you and Sejeong found yourself in the Research lab working on the next big product, White Kimchi Ravioli. 

“God I’m so tired.” 

“You and I both but we need to work more on this ravioli.” 

“Ugh. I feel like plankton when he said ravioli ravioli, give me the formuoli. We have been testing out this formula doing big changes to the sauce then the kimchi and then the meat and we still don’t have it down.” 

“Well, it’s our job so we keep trying until we are happy with the final product to present.” 

“Yeah yeah, what about this? Let’s try to put more of the kimchi than the meat at a 60/40 ratio.” 

Sejeong leans over to look and looks at the small changes you do to the ravioli. As she is bending down you get a view of her ample cleavage. Sejeong may dress very professionally but those outfits didn’t hide her nice mounds. 

“Y-yeah I'm gonna try it like this.” 

Once you mix the new filling for the ravioli you stuff the pasta and seal it closed. Putting the ravioli in the oven you knew it was just a waiting game now. 

“I’m gonna go get a cup of coffee. Do you want one?

“Um sure why not. You know how I like it.” 

You can’t help but notice a small smirk appear on Sejeong’s face as she walks away. That little smirk nearly makes you crazy. All this time you spend with Sejeong, the small views of her body have been slowly building up your lust for the woman. Not only was she gorgeous but she was playful, flirty, and kind. 

A few minutes pass as Sejeong finally comes back in with coffee. The cup gets placed down in front of your face as you pick it up and chug it down quickly. At the same time, you finish your drink the timer goes off informing you the ravioli are ready. Sejeong then walks over to the oven and pulls it out to cool down for a second. 

“Ok test number one hundred forty-seven is now ready. Let’s try it and see how it tastes.” 

Picking up a fork you split one of the ravioli and bring it up to your nose. 

“From the first smell, it seems like the kimchi might be a bit too spicy but only trying it will let us know.” 

Sejeong and yourself finally taste the product as you both do small chews taking in the flavor. You have to admit that this version of the ravioli that focus more on the kimchi is delicious but then the heat finally hits your mouth. 

“Fuck that’s spicy!.” 

“Jesus, that is hot!.”

Running to the fridge you pull out a gallon of milk and see Sejeong is running over as well. Before you could even take a sip of the milk, she takes the gallon from your hand and starts to drink the milk. All you can do is laugh for a second as the heat still attacks your taste buds. Sejeong being the “kind” friend she is, hands you back the milk to drink. Finally, as the heat leaves your mouth your eyes meet and Sejeong just smirks at you. 

“You just stole the milk from me.” 

“Hey, you should know it’s ladies first.” 

Chuckles fill the room as you both walk back over to the test product and sit down.

“Well it tasted pretty good but there was too much heat. We need to find something that can nullify the heat.” 

Like earlier Sejeong leans and looks at your paperwork for options. She seems to have gotten closer as her boobs are basically in your face. The view is amazing as your dick starts to twitch. Quickly you feel your length harden from looking at her. 

“You know, I have an idea on how to bring down the heat.” 

“U-um yeah?” 

“I heard a rumor that there is an ingredient that helps cool down the heat from spices and adds extra flavor.” 

Your chair quickly spins around as Sejeong looks right into your eyes. 

“W-what is the ingredient?” 

A smirk appears on Sejeong’s face as her mouth gets closer to your ear. 

“Nice, hot, warm, cum.” 

Those words shocked you as hands quickly grab your belt and unbuckled it. 

Sure you shouldn't be doing something like this in the workplace but all reason leaves your mind as she pulls your pants down and grabs your cock in her hand. Small strokes are what your cock feels as you look down and see Sejeong just smiling at you. 

“You said cum is good for the recipe so you should get to work.” 

“With pleasure.” 

Lips wrap around your cock as you pull your head back in pleasure. Small sucks on your tip send shivers down your spine as Sejeong swallows your entire length in one go. As she pulls her head back up for air you reach for her ponytail and guide her back down on your length. Sejeong continues to bob her head on your cock easily taking you down her throat. You notice her hands go down to her blouse as she starts to unbutton it, taking it off her body. 

Your eyes are finally blessed as Sejeong unhooks her bra showing you her large breast. 

“I’ve seen you eying them all these months. Now you get to enjoy them like this.” 

Sejeong's tits wrap around your cock as she moves them up and down your shaft. You have never had boobs like these wrapped around your dick and it was amazing. Sejeong wraps them around together as her speed increases. The nonstop itty fuck is bringing you to the edge quickly. 

“Sejeong I’m gonna cum soon.” 

“I told you I need it as an ingredient.” 

Much to your dismay she stops her attack on your cock and pulls out a container. Once she brings it down to your dick she strokes your cock as fast as she can. The throbbing from your dick goes wild as you finally shoot your load into the container. A few seconds pass as you feel your orgasms end and you look down at Sejeong. She gives your dick small strokes at some leftover cum leaks out your dick. 

“Let me get a little taste of this ingredient.” 

Her tongue gives your cock small licks all around going up and down your shaft and picking up the leftover cum. Your legs shake as she gives your tips small kisses. 

“Fucking delicious.” 

Sejeong now stands up and gets closer to you. You don’t care that she licked up some of your cum. Your mouth quickly attaches to hers as you kiss her aggressively. Your hands go around her waist as you bring them up and grab her boobs. Small moans leave her mouth as you give her nipples little pinches. Finally, your mouth goes down to her breast as you suck on her right nipple. After you give her nipple a small bite you twirl your tongue all around and move to the left one. 

“Fuckkkk that’s good.” 

Your hands move down to her pants as you unbutton them and pull them down. Once her pants are pulled down you see she has no panties on. 

“You got a taste of your ingredient but I think it’s time for me to try some.” 

Sejeong gets what you mean and sits down on the chair. Spreading open her legs you dive in and lick her folds. You know you have to make things quick so you raise your hands to her pussy and push two fingers in. As you pushed in you were able to find her clit quickly so your mouth attacked it. First a flick with your tongue then you swirl your tongue all around it. You feel Sejeong grab your head and wrap her legs around your head. You could almost suffocate from how tight she is holding you but her taste is intoxicating. 

Once you give her clit little nibbles you hear pants leave her mouth as she almost screams. 

“I-I’m gonna cum if you keep this up.” 

Hearing those words just causes you to increase the speed in your hands as you open her pussy a bit and tongue fuck her. That was enough to get her to cum as her pussy squirts all over your face. Her fluids could have almost drowned you but it was fantastic the sweetness. Sejeong's grip on your head loosens as you pull yourself back. You can feel yourself hard again standing up and Sejeong notices as well. 

“I got my sample for the recipe but I think I need another load from you.” 

Sejeong then sits on the table as she spreads her legs again. You don’t even hesitate as your length lines up and enters her pussy. The hold her pussy has on your dick is amazing as you can only push yourself halfway in. Pulling your hip back you try once again to push your way into her pussy, finally filling Sejeong to the brim. 

“Fuck! How tight are you?!” 

“How fucking big are you?”

Reaching down for her hip you start to enter and exit her pussy slowly building up speed. Grunts leave your mouth as you pull Sejeong’s face to your own, kissing her. After some time you pull your mouth back and move to her neck, kissing and leavening behind love bites. 

“Fuck that’s some good cock. Keep fucking my pussy baby.” 

“With pleasure.” 

Your aggressiveness increases as you feel her walls start to massage your cock more and more. Sejeong lays her body back a little as you feel yourself hitting another spot in her pussy. Screams start to leave her mouth as she covers herself from making more noise. You can assume you must be hitting her G-spot as her eyes start to roll back and her pussy clamps hard on your dick. Juices shoot out of her pussy as her whole body shakes.

As Sejeong comes down from her high you give her cheek small kisses calming down. 

“Fuck that was good but you need to cum before we get caught so fuck me how you want.” 

“I want to keep looking at your pretty face.” 

You continue fucking her the same way as you pant building up your speed again. Your peak is finally arriving as you tighten your grip on her hip. You know you're about to cum finally. 

“Sweetie I’m gonna cum. Where?” 

“In my pussy baby!.” 

You use the last of your strength to piston in and out of her pussy until you shove yourself in one last time as you cum. Shot after shot of your cum fills her pussy as you pull her lips back in for a final kiss. You aren’t quite sure how much time passes as you both pull back from the kiss gasping for air. 

Pulling your dick out you look around and see the mess you made around you and look back at Sejeong. 

“We need to clean up before we leave huh?” 

“I’ll help, don't worry.” 

“Did you hear cum is a good ingredient for the recipe?.” 

“I mean you can hear a lot of shit on the internet but this was more of an excuse to fuck you. I’ve seen you eying me for a long time.” 

“I mean you are freaking hot. How could I not eye you for a long time?”. 

“Well I was eyeing you too but you didn’t pick up my hints.” 

“Oh, I’m sorry.” 

“Well, it doesn’t matter because now we know. We should get changed quickly and head out. We can work on the ravioli tomorrow. I think you owe me dinner now.” 

You laugh as you pick up your clothes and put them back on. Once you are both changed you pick up the mess you made and head to the door and walk out of the lab. 

“Alright then sweetie, what do you want to eat?” 

“Something quick so I can get another sample of that ingredient tonight.” 

Well, fast food it is then. 

#smut #kpopsmut #sejeongsmut

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A conflict of interest: Matt Murdock x reader

Story inspired by @fyeahlitaajpunk:

I need fics where you’re dating Matt Murdock and are best friends with Pug 🥰😫

So there you go. I had so much fun writing this :D

honorary tag goes to @anothersworld

@pinksirensong don't know how you fell about MCU, but I quote you "I want to be tagged in everything", and I keep that words carved in mind :D (let me know if that changed, tho I hope not)

Feedback is always apreciated.

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pairing: Matt Murdock x f!reader

word count: 4.908

warnings: all of them - angst, fluff, Matt being himself, Pug being himself, reader being a soft mess

A conflict of interest

- What are you working on? – my best friend, a hell of good lawyer and the greatest supporter of woman’s right I know, Augustin Pugliese, aka Pug plumped down into a couch in my office.

- Same old stuff. Someone has to deal with the boring shit, like contracts and GDPR.

- Oh, we both know you love it.

- I do – I nodded – but wouldn’t mind some superhero  stuff from time to time. And speaking of the devil, how is she?

-She?

-Oh, don’t pretend, Pug, you know who I’m talking about - I rolled my eyes at him– Jennifer Walters, the She-hulk. I saw you running into her office with a welcoming basket.

-She’s amazing, YN, I’m telling you. Both as a lawyer and a person. Funny, charming, professional…

-Should I know about something going on? – I grinned tilting my head slightly.

-What…? No, YN! You know me better than that!

- I do and that’s why I feel inclined to ask. You are a charming one, so....

- She would be great addition to the team, that’s all I’m saying. And a good friend…

-Which you have already made, didn’t you? You make perfect good impression and it’s get better in time.

-I did not make a very nice good impression on you, did I? – he smirked and I just smiled while sitting down on the sofa next to him.

- A bit of a scatterbrain at the time, but I wouldn’t call it bad.

I met Pug when we were in law college. After all, this is the place where most future professional contacts are made, but from the very beginning we both knew there would be more to it. The thing was, we couldn’t have been more different. While he was open, warm, always ready to help and was practically an open book, I was more of an reserved introvert with my own world inside and apparently a plan to rule the world in the next 10 years (his words, not mine). Up to college I was rather careful with letting people in, but with Pug… a completely different story. Our first meeting was quite painful since we were living in the opposite rooms and narrow hallways are not helpful when it comes to moving around. So, while we were bringing our things in and out, we bumped into each other, head on.

-Oh, I’m so sorry – he started – are you ok?

-Don’t know. Does that count as an assault?

-I hope not, wouldn’t like you to press charges – he smiled – I’m Pug.

-Pug? That’s a short form, isn’t it?

-Augustus – he looked down slightly embarrassed.

-You’re Italian, then?

-I am. But to anticipate your question I’m not …..

-I wasn’t going to ask anything stereotypical. I hate typecasting. – I rolled my eyes. – So, considering that this bump was partially my fault can we both move on? You are not hurt, are you?

-Nah, I’m fine. I’ll let you go with a warning – he flashed a smile and I smirked – I don’t think you told me your name, miss …..?

-YN. And please, please, no miss. It’s a bit downgrading when a man calls you that.

-Is it? – he hesitated – you know what, you are right, I’m sorry YN. Would you like to have a pizza as some sort of apologies?

-I’m not going to say no. But…

-We’ll share the cost. No worries. I never make the same mistake twice. – he smiled and I reciprocated. We were definitely on a path to being friends. 

***

A year later

Ever since the first day we became inseparable. Some of the students were even calling us a couple when they were seeing us at the cafeteria studying and teasing each other or when we were hanging out at the park, my head rested on his shoulder. The case was however very, very different, since Pug had no intention of getting into romantic relationship (though I could not understand why since he was the book definition of a boyfriend material) and when it came to me… Well, I had my eyes somewhere different. To be precise, on a very particular fourth and final year law student with wanton ego, quite a reputation, hell of a brain and a signature smirk. Matt Murdock. Since he was two years older than me I did not have many reasons to talk to him.

-He is trouble you know that. – Pug nudged my side when he saw me drifting off during a lecture.

-The professor? – I asked dumbfounded

-No silly, Murdock.

-How did you…..?

-I know you well enough to understand the reason of your daydreaming during lecture.

-That is not true. I’m completely focused.

-Miss YN – our chitchatting just had to capture the attention of the lecturer – would you mind answering the question I just asked?

-I…. I …. – I stuttered while Pug was desperately trying to hold back his laugh.

-My best student… - the teacher sighed – I must ask you to leave the auditorium and wait outside. I’ll talk to you after the class .

I just stood up there with my mouth open in utter shock, while Pug swiftly gathered all my things and with worried expression handed me the bag. 

-I’ll find you later . I’m sorry YN – he whispered when I passed him to get to the door.

Shit! For the first time in my life I was kicked out of the classroom. I would blame Pug, but it wasn’t his fault. Or at least, not fully his fault. Frustrated I plumped onto the window sill.

-Are you ok? – I turned around to see the person who was the reason of my lack of concentration.

-Of course I am. Why wouldn’t I be?

-You know, I may be blind, but I have a pretty good hearing.

-And…? – I asked flatly as he took a step forward

-And I can tell your heartbeat is a bit too fast, so once again – are you ok?

-Well, I’m healthy if that’s your concern. 

-Good to know. You’re YN, right?

-And you are Matt Murdock. – he smirked upon my words.

-So, you’ve heard about me.

- Yes. From all the broken  - hearted girls you left behind. Aren’t you a bit too smart to be such a player?

-You think I’m smart?

-I think you have an annoying habit of answering a question with a question.

-Isn’t that a lawyer thing? – he smirked and I groan at his response – may I? – he pointed to a spot next to me and as I allowed he sat down.

-I’ve heard about you YN. You are pretty smart yourself. Winning a moot court, getting a scholarship and an internship at one of the most prestigious law firm in New York. Quite impressive. If you’d like me and my friend Foggy are going out tonight. You may join. Oh, and that friend of yours, Pug, isn’t it? He may join. I hope I’ll ….

-See me? – I smirked

-Hear from you – he smirked back and walked away, a second before Pug came out of the classroom.

- What happened? – my best friend seems confused at my puzzled expression.

-I’m not entirely sure, but I guess we are going out tonight. 

***

Two months later

We did in fact went out. And then again and again until it became regular habit. Some times we were hanging out with Foggy and Pug, since netiher Matt nor me wanted to leave one's best friend behind. I was getting back to dorm from a meeting with Matt (since we both decided it was not a date), which left me in unusually good mood and with a lot of thoughts.

-Did you guys kiss?

-Ah! Pug, what the hell!? – my best friend was sitting on a bed in my dorm in complete darkness, a look of curiosity and anticipation on his face.

- Did you?

- What kind of question is that?! What happened to “I support woman’s independence” attitude? Oh, God, who am I kidding? Yes,yes, we did – I blushed and looked down a bit embarassed

-Oh, that’s wonderful – he jumped up and hugged me – but I’m still concerned and sure he is trouble. Either way, I know you can handle anything and if you can’t …

-I know, I know. I can ask you for help. Thank you, Pug, I appreciate it, but I’m genuinely happy.

-And I’m happy for you.

-So, now we need to find a girlfriend for you, my dear friend....

-Since when are you a matchmaker?!

  ***

Thanks to some magic, I managed to keep up my friendship with Pug and my relationship with Matt. These two were the pillars of my life, literally. Of course, I could never be a damsel in distress and I was handling my shit by myself but at the end of the day it was nice to have someone to talk to. Short before graduating me and Pug got a job at Goodman, Liber, Kurtzberg and Holliway, one of the best and biggest law firm in States. I clearly remember how shaky were my legs when we walked towards the board where the list of admitted were published. Matt was holding my hand and gently rubbing my palm with his thumb to calm me down while Pug was pacing nervously, clutching on my other arm. I was head over heels happy upon noticing that we were both hired. I immediately jumped into Matt’s arms and felt him holding me by my waist close to his chest and his fast beating heart. 

- I am so proud of you – he whispered quietly, kissing me gently not having a care in the world who may be watching – I told you, you are a smartass.  Congratulations to you to, Pug – he turned his head towards the other man.

-Thanks Murdock, I appreciate it. But… you know, there’s one tiny problem.

-And what is that? – I asked still glued to Matt

-We got a job in Los Angeles branch of GLK&D.

-What? Are you for real? – I yanked myself free and run towards the board to see with my own eyes, unwanted tears falling down. –It’s true – I sobbed as I realized it was more than 40 hours away from Hell’s Kitchen where Matt and Foggy were running  their practice. I turned around so that none of them would see my state but they knew. Pug grabbed my hand in reassurance and Matt’s hand sneaked around my waist. With anyone else this would be extremely awkward but not with them.

-We can make it work – Matt whispered kissing my temple – we can do it YN.

-Can we? I don’t have much experience with long – distance relationship, but ….

-I can give you a few examples – Pug smiled – like that one case we worked on when husband was living in Belgium and the wife in England.

- Brown and Novak? – Matt completed and Pug snapped his finger in agreement.

-Or the one when the girl was from Poland and was only a guest in her boyfriend home in Rome. And they made it work .

- Hold on, guys. The Brown and Novak was a divorce case, remember? – I reminded them and their faces immediately dropped – and the second one was in fact about the girl running around the Europe like crazy and only getting tired which led to her mental disorder.

-Well, um… - Pug muttered searching for some conforming words.

-We are not them YN. We can make it work. I promise. You’re not getting away from me, so easily.

-Is that a promise of a lawyer, Murdock?

-Sure as hell it is.

***

-You take care of her there, Pug. If anything happens, I'm coming for you - Matt warned the other man as we were about to check-in to a plane.

-Matt !- I shoved him playfully - behave! It's my best friend you are threatening now, councellor.

-Forgive me your honor - Murdock smirked - I rest my case.

-Good. I would hate to have a quarrel with you now.

-No worries, Murdock. I will watch over her.

-I don't need. ......

-Supervison. We know - they both said in unison.

-Precisely. If anything, I will have to watch your back, Pug.

-It's mutual care taking then. Anyway, I guess I'll see you when you come visit, Murdock - Pug said - I'll give you some space for goodbyes now. - he added while walking towards the check-in.

-Call me when you arrive. The very minute you arrive.- Matt grabbed my waist and whispered into my ear while pulling me close and breahing me in.

-And how will you know the exact minute? - I teased closing my eyes and enjoying his warm embrace.

-Super hearing, remember? - he smirked

-From a different state?

-When it comes to you, I'll find you anywhere - his soft lips finally found mine and we got lost in the moment.

***

Again, thanks to some supernatural powers, we did made it work long distance. Of course there were bad moments, since we weren’t even in the same time zone. The worst thing was probably one time when I came to visit Matt in Hell’s kitchen for a weekend. I was ready for some intimate time with him, since it was a while since, but what I stumbled upon halted all my romantics.  When I entered his flat calling his name, I only heard a groan from the couch. Matt was laying there with cuts and bruises all over his chest and abdomen.

-What happened? –I asked sitting on the edge of the sofa and keeping my cold blood. Some practice as a lawyer was infinitely helpful when it came to emotion control.

-I got into a fight. – he mumbled and tried to lift himself up – don’t worry about it. I missed you – he leaned forward and captured my lips with his.  For a second I was lost in the feeling I was deprived of for so long. His hands were on my waist trying to hold me closer and I immidiately wanted more but when we moved he gasped in pain again and I pulled off.

-Trying to trick me into backing off from the questions, attorney? Not a chance. You are going to tell me everything. And I mean, everything, Matt. No bullshit.

- YN….

-Mattie – only I was allowed to use this nickname and it always made him soft – please, tell me – my lips were now on his cheek, my nose gently rubbing his skin and he stopped breathing indulging in the feeling, mouth slighly open. I could almost see the wheels turing in his brain.

-And who is trying to charm their way now? Your heart is beating fast, you know – he moved his head slightly so our lips were almost touching . A war of nerves and character.

-It’s still you, Murdock – this time I moved forward still leaving some space between our face. So close yet so far we were.....

-Is it? – he closed the gap without hesitation, ready to take a step further as his hands started roaming my sides and back and that made me shiver.

- You lost – I gathered all my strenth and muttered into the kiss which made him stop – you kissed me first.

- Can you blame me? – he rested his forehead on mine – It’s you who made me lost, that’s truly a winning.

- Now, as a punishment….

- I like where this is going…. - he muttered in a lowered voice.

- Shit, Matt, just shut up for a minute, will you? No more games. As a punishment you are going to explain what happened. Then and only then I may consider taking care of the wounds and maybe some more action.

- Fine. But you are not going to like it.

And that was how I found about Daredevil.

-I'm sorry, you are doing what?!

-YN, please just listen to me - he pleaded trying to touch me.

-Oh, I am listening, very, very carefully. To every single word. Maybe at least one of them would help with making sense to what you are saying. -I sat down out of his reach crossing my arms - go on. Present your case.

-Can you please, stop lawyering and act like a girlfriend this time?

-is that what you really want? - I looked at him - be careful what you wish for, boyfriend.

-On second thought - I don't want your wrath.

-Wrath?! - I scoffed - Matt, I'm deadly worried about you. You should not...

-I know. I know what I'm putting at risk here, but... there are some dangerous people here. I can't stop until everyone is safe.

-And are you?

-Sorry?

-Are you safe, Matt? Because from what I see the only one in danger is you. And what you are putting at risk is my mental health. We talked about it, remember? We promised we won't be like our college cases. So why?

-YN....

-No, Matt. I don't even know what to think now. I need to consult my pillow on this one.

-Please don't go. Stay. I need you.

-I'm not going anywhere, but .... I need to go through it by myself. So just give me space, all right?

He did and therefore nothing happened that night between us. We were just sleeping or probably rather pretending to. There were a lot of thoughts in my mind, but as much as I hated it, I needed him too. Therefore I let him be the big spoon as he held me from behind close to his chest in bed. The warmth radiating from his body and his soft touch like a silent pleading to understand, to forgive him and to stay despite everything. I felt betrayed and lied to, but I also loved this idiot so I had absolutely no idea what to do.

Next morning was a bit awkward for both of us. We feel asleep spooning but woke up in quite different position. My head was on his chest as I embraced him while one of his hand rested on my waist, the other cradling my head as if he was trying to protect me. I knew he was not asleep and he knew the same about me.

-Morning - I muttered planting a single soft kiss on his shoulder.

-Morning YN - he answered caressing my nose with his - how did you sleep?

-I hate you Murdock - I hissed - I hate what you do to me.

-And what is that?

-You make me feel safe and loved. You make me believe I have someone to take care of and someone to trust. You are the reason I feel happy and why I smile even at the worst day. And on the other hand because of you I feel broken and scared. Lonely and exposed. And the worst thing - you make me want to forgive you for everything. For all the lies, for clouding the facts. And I know damn well how much pain this will cause me, but I do forigve you, Mattie - at this point I could not hide my tears that started flowing down my cheeks.

-Yn - he whiped them away with his thumb making me instinctively lean into his touch - I love you - he whispered resting his forehead on mine. And I am sorry.

-Don't you ever hide anything from me, again. Ever, you hear me - I cupped his cheeks and he nodded looking down - Cause if you do, we will be over, you get that?

-Never again - he whispered -now, let me apologise to you properly - he grinned as he pinned me down on the bed and started kissing me.

Don’t get me wrong I wasn’t a fan of the idea of my boyfriend running around Hell’s kitchen dressed up in some crazy costume (even if it was appealing), getting beaten up. Maybe it would be easier if I was there too and not in Los Angeles. On the other side, I was more than sure I could not stop him, so after a conversation, however not many words were used, we came up with some Daredevil "ground rules" which we were both more or less content with. And somehow, we really did made it work for the last two years.

 Present day

-Get out of your head, YN, I know you are reminiscing.

-You know what I’m thinking now? - I teased

-When you are not working, there are like three things on your mind.

-Really? You believe me so simple? Go on, tell me what is it then, mentalist.

- Ok – he put a strand of hair behind my ear – it’s either me, since I’m your best friend and you are concerned over my wellbeing – I scoffed at the words and he laughed – the book you’re reading or the story you are currently writing under the desk – I tried to interrupt him but it was futile since he did knew about my efforts in that area – or …. your distant boyfriend, Murdock. I suppose it’s the latter. Am I right?

- You are, however it’s rather difficult to admit it.

- Is everything ok between you two? When was the last time you saw him?

- Three weeks ago in person. He’s … he’s dealing with something – yes daredevil something but it't not like I can say it out loud- but we talked on Skype and we text regularly. It’s hard, Pug, even if from the begging I knew it would be.

- Come here – he motioned me to lay my head on his shoulder and stroked my hair gently– whatever happens, you have me, you know.

- Thank you, Pug. I don’t know what I would do without you.- I closed my eyes, enjoying his presence and we stayed like that for some time.

***

-Are you guys together? – Nicky, Jennifer’s paralegal asked me straight away

- What? Me and Pug? No way! We’re just best friends.

- Mhm, right – she did not seem convinced.

-Nicky, I got a boyfriend.

- in other state I believe – she smirked.

-Yes, in fact. Hell’s kitchen. And why am I even telling you this?

- Because we’re getting to know each other. And because I still don’t believe you.

- Pug, would you mind helping me here?

-I don’t know what you girls are blabbering about but whatever YN says I support it. - he spoke from his office, hearing us thanks to the open door.

- See? – I flashed a smile towards my interlocutor.

- How are you dealing with long-distance relationship then?

- That’s it. I draw the line here, Nicky.

-Oh come on, we were finally getting somewhere.

-I have to go. Jen is probably in dire need of my help with the case.

- With the frog man? I think she has it all under control.

- Mm. nope. I can tell she needs me desperately.

The truth was that me and Jen got pretty attached since her arrival. Unlike Nicky, who I secretly liked but would never admit, she never insisted of retrieving any personal details from me. It was like we had two bigger no-secrets relationship in  the office and that was me with Pug and Jen with Nicky and not-so-deep-but-still-friendship amongst everyone else. So when Jen asked me to help her with the frog man case which was essentially some stupid-ass teenager who wanted to be a superhero and had daddy rich enough to enable that, I was more than happy to accept. That was until I realized the other party, the defendant was Luke Jacobson, the designer who made a costume for Ma… aaah, I mean for Daredevil. Perhaps I should have invoked the conflict of interest and refused, but the temptation of getting away from the contracts was too big to deny Jen.

We entered the court and took our places on the bench. Pug and Nicky were sitting right behind us, giving us a thumbs up. They were so similar with their happiness and undying positivity. Eugene Patillo, our client was between us, while Luke was sitting by himself. It was absolutely unprofessional of his lawyer to be late and leave him waiting. Suddenly, as me and Jen started getting impatient, as well as the judge, the door burst open and the attorney came in with an apologizing look on his face.

-I’m here. I’m sorry your honor, I could not find a place to park – the judge was perplexed at his words so he was quick to add  - I’m kidding. My driver could not find a place.

Oh shit! Now I definitely have a conflict of interest here! Shit! – I turned around to take a look at Pug who just shook his head, his frown and honestly his whole face asking me if I knew about this which I obviously did not. Matt also sensed something happening – perhaps my surprise gave away some vibe or he felt my scent, I don't know, but he turned his head towards me and smiled. It was a genuine smile, not a smirk and not a half-one, and I looked down trying to hide my feelings which Matt already knew better than I did.

-Who is this asshole? – Jen whispered to herself.

-Hey, easy, Jen – I narrowed eyes at her – he may be a bit overconfident, but he’s not a jerk.

- Do you know him?

-Yeah, well, sort of….

-Is this a problem on personal matter?

- A little – I frowned awkwardly – I’m sorry, Jen, I had no idea.

-Don’t worry. But, in that case let me handle this one, ok?

-Sure. I hate it though. I had a whole speech prepared.... - I whined. I swear, one day Mutt Murdock will become the death of me.

The trial was surprisingly quick, but what else should I expect from Matt, who obviously won. This left me in even more compromising position, since on one hand I was happy for him and on the other I should have taken care of our client’s interest way better and was frustrated to have lost.

-Are you ok? – Pug grabbed me just as we exited the courtroom and the press did not catch us yet asking for a statement – with Murdock sudden appearance?

-I’m just surprised. And confused. I mean, he could have told me he was coming. Not about the client, since you know … confidentiality, but about his visit in LA.  But I’m fine. I guess. I have to talk to the press, ok? Wait for me, I’ll need you now.

- She-hulk, YN, what happened there? How was the result of the trial? Did you win? – oh, yes, the press vultures are off the leash. As we were talking to the reporters I had no time or audacity to look toward the other side of the court hall where Matt was being interviewed. There was a lump in my throat and even if I didn’t want to admit it I was worried of the reason behind his silence. So, my instincts, instead of running into his arms was more focused on running away as fast as possible. And I did, as soon as the interview ended. Guess I forgot he was way faster than me. And stronger.

- Counsellor! – he yelled catching me up and grabbing my arm causing me to turn and look at him – I think you forgot something – being chased by a blind man on the street. How crazy is that?

-Really? And what may that be?

- A welcome? – he smirked and leaned forward clearly going in for a kiss.

-Um, no - I put index finger on his lips which made him stop halfway - that is highly unproffestional counsellor. We are on the opposite sides of the barricade after all.

-YN... - Matt whined in frustration

-Besides, welcome would be far better and sweeter if I knew someone were coming to visit my city. Instead I was practically left on radio silence for the last weeks, worried about the … stuff you do - I waved my hand around - and alone.

-I wanted to surprise you – he gently grabbed my chin and caressed my cheek –I’m sorry, sweetheart.

-You sure did surprised me, Matt. – I pouted - Were you even going to come find me or is it just a proffesional matter? Client to represent and then off?

- You know exactly why Luke asked for me, honey. And of course I was going to come to you. How could I not? I have no idea you were representing Eugene. Are you angry? - he took his glasses of and gave me his signature sad, lost cat look.

- Like hell. But I already know how to use that spare energy – I leaned forward and kissed him which he was glad to take, closing his arms around me, pulling me in. Lost in the moment, we completely forgot that we were still in front of the court. And that the reporters were still there. With their cameras and recorders.

- Murdock, as much as wonderful it is to see you – Pug interrupted giving us a shove and getting away from the public eye. Thank god for this man and his reason. – you might want to be more discreet.

- Nice to see you too, Augustin – Matt smirked at the other man.

-So that is her boyfriend?! Damn, girl! – Nicky winked at me, shock and approval mixed on her face.   

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As time goes by | Chapter 5: The gift

Pairings: Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Word Count: 3.6k

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“Shit, shit, shit!” Eddie whispers. 

It’s almost 8:50 am, and Eddie is supposed to be at Gareth’s place for band practice by 9 am, so he knows he will be late. 

When he enters the kitchen, he looks at you with widened eyes. “Jesus, you scared the hell out of me! Give me a goddamn warning!” he screams, his voice high-pitched.

“Wow, I know I’m scary-looking, Eds, but thanks for the reminder,” you chuckle, and Wayne, who is also there, laughs a bit.

“Idiot,” he says, rolling his eyes. “What’s for breakfast?” he asks.

“Pancakes” 

“Smells good! I’d love to eat, but I’m late” he seems disappointed.

“I know; I packed some so you can eat later.” 

His hip bumps against yours. “You’re the best, sweetheart! I have to go, band practice now; a couple of deals later, I’ll stop by Reefer Rick; my stock is getting dangerously low… you two take care, ok?” 

He kisses you on the cheek before going out, and you hope he has not seen you blush while Wayne says, “Take care, son.” 

You take your pancakes and sit in front of Wayne, who is still eating his. “Now that he is gone, we can talk…” 

“What happened, kiddo?” Wayne’s voice was suddenly urgent; he was worried something terrible had happened.

“You know our graduation gift idea? We may have a problem… Eddie doesn’t think he is graduating at all this year” you wait to see if Wayne will react or say something, but he is still looking at you, waiting for you to complete your line of thought, with no interruptions or judgments. 

“And I know we are not exactly in our best behavior mode, and I’d understand if you change your mind… but I really want to do this.” 

“I want the best for you two, and I know you are just trying to have fun… but people here don’t see it like that. I just want you to be safe and happy, try not to get in more trouble for now, will ya? 

“We’ll try not to get caught.” 

“That’s not what I said, kiddo,” he replies, trying to sound serious, but you can see the hint of a smile there. 

You dodge his comment, changing the focus of the conversation again. “But what about the gift? Will you still help me with it? I can use my flirting skills and get us a discount…”

“No way, I’ll handle it! But don’t you wanna wait for next year then? I know that you are not getting many shifts lately.”

“My money for that is already saved up…, and it’s just because Ben is leaving for college after this summer, so they are training Keith to work at the arcade and can’t pay us all at the same time… but I’ll get my shifts back later, so no worries.” 

“I wish I could help more; It doesn’t feel right to let you spend all that money…” 

You smile warmly while reaching out to rub Wayne’s arm gently. It’s ironic to think that he wants to help more when he has already done much more than expected, not only for Eddie but for you as well. He saved you both and is the best caretaker you could have asked for. It seems that both Wayne and Eddie need to learn to recognize how incredible they really are. Better than most of the closed-minded people living in Hawkins, having to deal with being misunderstood by them. 

“I would not be able to do this without you; you are already helping a lot. You always help. You do a lot for us, and I appreciate that.” 

“You are so kind to us.” He gets up and pets your head. “Fine, I’ll speak with Miller again soon.” 

“Thank you, uncle Wayne! Once you get it, remember to keep it out of sight… we don’t want to spoil the surprise!” you say in a cheerful voice. 

“I just don’t know what she sees in him.” Jonathan shrugs.

“Bob is nice; give him a chance…” 

You and Jonathan are spending the afternoon at one of the picnic tables at the trailer park, he occasionally taking pictures and you scribbling in your notebook when the subject of the conversation changed to his mother’s new boyfriend, Bob Newby.

“There is something wrong with him… that whole over-friendly attitude is not normal.”

“He is just a bit different than us; that’s not exactly a problem. It’s easy to see how devoted to her he is. I think that’s cute.” 

Jonathan had seen firsthand how his father, Lonnie, was different from Bob, how he mistreated the whole family. He had worked extra hard to shield Will from it. And now Bob is much healthier to Joyce, but he also absolutely adores Will - which is not hard, as Will is such a sweet boy. You are the one that doesn’t get why Jonathan is so against Bob. 

“If you think about it, it just doesn’t make sense; how did they become a couple?” 

“Jonathan, love just doesn’t make any sense, and you have no control over it… but they love each other, which means they are luckier than most of us; let them enjoy it.” 

You can’t help but think that you would like Eddie to love you as intensely as Bob seems to love Joyce. And speaking of the devil, you see Eddie passing in the back; he smiles and waves at you, making you wave and smile back, and right after it, you are startled by the flash of Jonathan’s camera.

“What’s wrong with you? You almost scared me to death!” you scolded.

“You’re in love with him.” It wasn’t a question, and his voice sounded like he was suppressing laughter. 

“Don’t be ridiculous,” you say, throwing your pencil at him.

“Hey bunny, I know you, and I recognize that facial expression. Will I need the photo to show you concrete proof?”

He knows that using the pet name warms you; he is not playing fair. “I don’t know what you are talking about,” you murmur.

“Really? C’mon, you know you can tell me. You know I’ll understand.” 

And he is right. If there is someone that you could trust that would understand how you are feeling and the conflicts that fill your mind, that someone would be Jonathan. But neither of you is good at talking about feelings. 

“I didn’t want it to happen. It wasn’t exactly planned, Jonathan…” 

“Love never is… so you do love him, right?”

“I love everything about him… except that he is not mine.” 

“Yet! When are you telling him?” he throws the pencil back at you.

You catch it before replying, “Never, of course. I fell in love knowing there was never any chance of being with him, so no need to bring more misery into my life.” 

“Knowing that something won’t happen doesn’t make you want it less.”

“Yeah, tell me about it.” 

There was a bag of nuts on the table. You start eating them absently, staring out the trailer park. The idea of you telling how you feel to Eddie crossed your mind a couple of times, and the tiny hope that he would be willing to give you a chance burns in the corner of your heart, but the risk of rejection is too imminent. He sees you as his best friend only, maybe as a sister. You already have so many great moments together; you are afraid of being too greedy by making a move and losing everything. 

So no, you will wait patiently, and maybe someday you’ll learn how to live in peace with your feelings, or they will simply vanish. Then, as if he could read your mind, Jonathan says:

“The feelings, the yearning, that connection you have with him… it won’t just go away like magic just because you don’t want it to be there… it will only grow. Trust me, I know. So you should tell him if you want to save yourself from suffering.”

“The same way you are telling Nance?” 

He stares blankly at nothing, but you see the glimpse of pain crossing his eyes, which makes you regret saying that - because you know it hurts, and it’s not fair to push him like that. It’s not even the same scenario - Eddie is still single, while Jonathan has to see Nancy being happy with Steve every day and live with that. The guilt goes into a spiral mode within you. “I’m sorry, let’s call it a stalemate and drop the subject, shall we?”

Being pros at the art of hiding feelings, you engage in conversation without touching on this topic again. 

Time is flying by. Everything seemed to be happening faster than usual, and before you knew it, it was the last day of your school year. You were exhausted by all the exams and happy when the end of the day finally came. Standing at your locker, you grab your things and notice Eddie approaching you with a smile and wave.

“Hi.” You say wearily, a soft smile on your face.

“So… did you pass?” he asks cheerfully.

“Yes, sir! Senior year, here I come.” 

“That’s my girl!” he pulls you into a bear hug, and without warning, he throws you over his shoulders and runs to the exit door. “So long, fuckers!! We are getting out of here. We are freeee!” Just another loud and theatrical glory demonstration of despise for Hawkins High School by Eddie Munson.

“P-put me d-do-wn, Eds!” You try to tell him, but you are laughing so hard that you are unsure if he understands it. When you are at the parking lot, he finally puts you down, patiently waiting for you to stop laughing and start breathing again. 

“You can thank me for the ride now, M’lady,” he says with a soft, enchanting laugh.

“Not very comfortable, you know.” 

He hesitates a bit but then says: “Well, I can offer you a very comfortable movie session tonight at Munson’s trailer as compensation. Would that be enough?” He looks at you with hopeful eyes. 

You usually have an end-of-school-year celebratory bonfire by the lake, and as some of the boys from Hellfire are graduating this will be their last one, and they will be probably overly excited about it. But Eddie is asking you to stay at home with him, watching movies. By looking into his eyes, you think that maybe he has not yet settled his issues related to not graduating this year and is not yet ready to face his friends celebrating graduation while he is not. 

“That’s an irresistible offer, I take it!” 

“Awesome! Wanna come with me to choose the movie?”

“I better make sure chores are all done back home to ensure my father won’t spoil our night. But I’ll see you later!” 

“See ya!” he stroked your cheek gently before leaving, making you feel like your blood was on fire. 

Doing laundry, cleaning, and tidying up the house took quite some time, but you additionally prepared dinner - you weren’t sure if your father was coming back home that night but wanted to ensure that he would have something to eat if he came. Once everything was ready, you showered and chose something cozy to wear. 

You are brushing your hair, lost in thought. While you are still within the safety of your bedroom, you allow yourself to daydream how a movie night with Eddie could be if you were together, imagining the warmth of his embrace, his lips molding into yours, his firm touch and the contrast of his cold rings against your warm body, he sighing your name, you tangled together while the movie is playing in the background, forgotten as you both are too into each other to pay attention to it. You can’t help but smile before bottling up this feeling and getting ready to face reality. 

Eddie opens the door as soon as you knock with a wide smile, making your heart flutter when you see him. 

“I’m so glad you came, sweetheart!”

As you enter, you notice the clean trailer,  and there are snacks, candy, orange juice, and beer at the table. 

“I wouldn’t miss the chance of getting free food!” 

He happily serves you, and you start chatting, updating each other on your whereabouts that afternoon. He reaches out to give your shoulder a nudge in the middle of the conversation, but due to his clumsiness, he spills his beer over your shirt. 

He immediately apologizes and rushes to pick a dishcloth, and in an attempt to clean your shirt, he starts scrubbing it, touching your boobs while doing it, making your face scarlet. It takes him 2 seconds to realize what he is doing, and he drops the dishcloth. 

“Ow, I’m so, SO sorry!” his eyes are wide, and he looks embarrassed.

“That’s ok, Eds. It’s just a T-shirt… mind if I borrow one?” 

He seems so relieved that you are not angry.

“Go ahead, what’s mine is yours, remember?” he replies. Of course, you are both trying to laugh it off. 

You are hyperventilating when you arrive in his bedroom, trying to bury the memories of what happened and how you felt when he touched you by accident in the back of your mind. “Not now, save it for later.” you think. You take deep breaths to calm yourself. When you return to the living room, now wearing one of his shirts, you see that he is waiting for you on the couch with a bowl of popcorn in his hand.

“So, what are we watching?” you say, climbing up the sofa and eating some of the popcorn.

“Graduation day. A slasher movie of a masked killer murdering senior students,” he replied playfully, seeming proud of the ironic movie choice. 

Here is the thing, you don’t hate horror movies, you usually like them, but they could also scare the shit out of you, making you tense or sitting on the edge of the couch expecting a jump scare or something else to happen. 

The movie starts, and soon you both eat all the popcorn. Finally, Eddie puts the bowl aside and picks up the blanket, wrapping it around you both. This would be something for you to think of as cute, just the two of you curled up on the couch, sharing a blanket, but right now, you notice your knuckles turning white due to how hard you are gripping the blanket due to tension while watching the movie.

“What the fuuuuuuuck!” you mumble in disgust as you see one of the characters being stabbed through the neck with a sword. Meanwhile, Eddie is just laughing and having the time of his life.

Later in the movie, you are not that afraid anymore, so each time you get scared or see something disgusting, you take the opportunity to squeeze Eddie tighter or hide your face in the crook of his neck. Just because he is not yours does not mean you won’t take the chances you have to get closer to him. 

Wayne arrives home in the morning after a long night shift at the plant. The TV is still on, and you both are laying on the couch, you half-dozing, Eddie fast asleep. He gently speaks with you:

“Hey, kiddo, sorry to wake you up, but it’s important,” he hands you a small package. “Keep this. It’s here, at the end of the trailer park. You can show him today if you want.”

This makes you go fully awake mode, jumping out of the couch. “You’re the best!!” you say, hugging Wayne. Eddie opens his eyes, still sleepy and looking confused. 

“Give me 30 min; I’ll be right back… be ready; we’ll take a walk,” you say, giving him a kiss on the forehead before storming out of the trailer, returning home to shower and change clothes.

Eddie is already waiting for you at his door when you come back. 

“What’s going on, sweetheart?”

“I want to show you something,” you say, fighting the urge to give small jumps of excitement. 

“Cool, let’s go.”

You come closer, wanting to clap your hand over his eyes to cover his sight before taking him but quickly notice that it would not work as you intended. 

“Do you trust me?” you ask, your lips curling up mischievously. 

“Absolutely not. Look at that face.”

“C’mon, Eddie… would you please borrow me your bandana?”

“What for?” the arc of his brow rising in suspicion.

“So I can cover your eyes with it.”

“No. Nope,” he says, raising his hand and moving it widely to demonstrate his dissatisfaction clearly. 

So you put on your best puppy eyes and smile, hoping this helps. “Pleeease?”. It works; he takes out the bandana from his back pocket. You use it to blindfold him, thinking how much more attractive his lips are now, and a crazy thought of stealing a kiss from him comes to your mind.

“Is this really necessary?” he asks, interrupting your thoughts. 

“Yes! Now come,” you say, taking his hand and leading him down the path, taking care not to let him stumble upon anything. He is curious, and a little confused but is going along with it.

After a quick walk, you stop and put the key from the package Wayne gave you this morning in Eddie’s hand. “Here we are,” you say, moving behind him to remove the bandana, revealing the surprise. “It’s yours. I hope you like it.”

“Are you shitting me?” he replies, but without moving a muscle, no other words are spoken after that. 

You expected a more energetic and vibrant reaction from Eddie upon seeing the 1971 Chevrolet Van parked in from of you. But, on the other hand, he might not understand what was happening.

“Wayne and I thought you would like your own car, so we decided to give you one.” 

Silence. 

“I know it’s not black; we can work on that.” 

You pause. Eddie was still frozen. You were afraid that maybe he thought that it was a gift too expensive.

“You know, this Van is going to need a lot of help before it runs again,” you warn him. “Miller would charge more to fix it than we paid for it; that’s exactly why he sold us so cheap... But I believe you can get it running again.”  

The lack of reaction from Eddie’s side is making you nervous. You are on the verge of crying, but you try to say something funny to see if he says something.

“Don’t think I’m doing it for a selfless reason; you’ll drive me to school every day during our senior year.” 

You are starting to freak out, wondering if this was a terrible mistake. 

“I thought a Van would be a good idea because you could transport the band instruments and equipment, you would have the freedom to move around, do the band practices somewhere else, and even take them to play somewhere someday…” 

You are sure you heard him gulp before he starts to turn to you slowly. 

“This car is so…” he starts.

You sigh deeply. “Boring?” 

“Perfect. The car is perfect. And so are you.” His voice is beautiful, high, clear, and filled with life, like melting honey and washing your worries away. 

He gives you a massive, heartfelt hug. “You can’t keep giving me things. I don’t have anything to give you back.”

You roll your eyes in annoyance, but he can’t see it. Of course, being only friends with him causes you pain, but having him in your life, no matter how, gives you infinitely more joy, and that he should know. You would do anything for him because he would do the same for you. You treasure him more than anything. 

“Now don’t you dare say you never gave me anything, Eds… because you have. You’ve given me an amazing life, reasons to smile, and good times to laugh about… you’ve given me memories I will never forget. You help make my life easier to deal with, and that’s something I’ll never be able to repay.” 

You pet his hair, running your fingers through his curls, and he clings to you tightly. You can feel his heartbeat and breath on your skin; it feels so good. The sense of warmth and safety you feel is almost inebriating, making you feel protected and loved, wishing you could stay in that embrace forever. 

“I never thought I deserved something like this. Dammit, I don’t deserve you,” he whispers.

“Eds,” you sigh, “you deserve all the good things in the world.”

“Don’t be melodramatic, sweetheart,” he replies

“Don’t you be so ridiculous, then,” you say jokingly. 

Laughing softly, he lifts you off your feet and put you back on the ground before letting go of the hug, which almost makes you sad because you were in such bliss right there. Then, he runs to the van, checking every inch of it. 

“Do you really think you can fix it?” you ask.

His face glows when he replies, “You’ll see, M’lady. All it needs is a little love and attention… and it will become our pride and joy. We’ll have such a fun summer!”

He seems genuinely pleased by the challenge, overjoyed and excited even. That is the reaction you were hoping for. He looks like a child that just received his favorite gift from Santa Claus.

You smile with high hopes that you’ll have a fun summer indeed.

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Notes: As promised, a chapter with a happier tone :) Thank you for reading; feedback is always appreciated! Please bear with me, as English is not my first language, and this had no proofreading - feel free to let me know if you find any major errors.

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HOOKED AU —

when did her & jack start dating ?

does she have a name?

what does queen ellen think of her?

does she have siblings?

do her (maybe) siblings play hockey?

are they older or younger?

did she play college hockey? (maybe @ wisco which is how she knows caufield?)

is she american or canadian?

does she also play on like the US women’s national team or the Canadian national team

how did she get into hockey?

if she did play NCAA hockey what was her major? (i feel like she’s a STEM girlie)

is she more of a girly girl or more of a tom girl?

I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS ABOUT HER

(also plz make it an AU i love the idea)

thank u anon i love these

- since we established she was drafted in 2020 i think jack starts to pine after her in early 2021 and she finally gives him an ounce of attention in the summer of 2022 when dawson is like he’s not that BAD and i’m sick of hearing him WHINE

they start hooking up during the 22-23 season and that season/summer he starts actually falling, the next season he starts trying to convince her to give him a chance at a serious relationship (the media edit)

she’s completely against it due to professionalism and she was already feeling guilty when she would pull her hits on him

but she falls real hard during that season and it’s what finally pushes her to request her trade and it’s by complete dumb luck that everything before happened to make it so the devs wanted her

they officially start dating after a HEFTY conversation following their first game playing together in which they quite literally slayed so hard the romantic chemistry revived

- she’s technically an y/n however i need a nickname for her and i think she would probably be the type to go by her last name since hockey

- ellen LOVES her

they met after a 22-23 devs/rangers playoff game cause luke wanted her to come over and she’s not gonna say no to luke

ellen sees jack look at her ONE TIMe and is like ok so you’re in love with her that’s cool and he’s like ????? pardon me

and quinn, delirious from his tonsillectomy is like ‘i think they’re fucking’

- she has a little brother who plays minor atom aaa as a goalie!! he always says over facetime that he’ll get good enough so she can never score on him when he’s in the nhl

- i think she deeply hates school, so decided to stay with her womens league / in the press box until her time came

i think they debuted her fairly soon after drafting her either way

- she’s canadian!!! i wanna say she already knew dawson because they played together growing up or they played together during wjc

i feel like she’d be an exception and be allowed in mens wjc since she was projected to be drafted and the tournament is used for scouts

which is why she’s so attached

she also plays on the women’s national team once the rangers are eliminated from contention most years

- she went through a lot of sports as a kid and her parents always tried to push her to do the more fem or generically girl things but when she scored her first ever goal in girls house she decided she wanted this to be her life

- even tho she didn’t i think that she aced chem in high school

her favourite part was making elephant toothpaste and spraying dawson in the face (i’ve apparently decided they grew up together because now thinking of it it’s adorable that they went 18 and 19 in their draft)

- it depends on the day

sometimes she goes to lengths to appear more fem and some days her attitude is very bubbly

other days she’s adam sandler

ASK ALL YOUR QUESTIONS ANON I LOVE THEM

(also i probably am)

#hooked au! #probably #jack hughes

[welcomehomejon]

young boy continued.

At 17, my girlfriend goes away for college and I stayed home. The fucking with her mom obviously became more frequent and adventurous. She would take me to dinner, jerk me off under the table. To the movies, she would blow me in the seats. We would fuck all over her house especially in her daughter’s bed. She would wear her daughter’s panties and ask me if their pussies were the same. She was crazy and clearly deranged mentally but I was too young to know.

as this year progressed, she explored more with me. My stamina was so high being 17 that we would go for hours and hours. Never a condom. I assume she was on birth control.

By this age I was drinking at bars all the time. I had older friends well in their upper 20s. If I wasn’t with the mom, I was with these friends. One night friends girlfriend who was 28, wanted me to drive her home. So I said ok. Idk where my friend was but I didn’t mind she was a cute Asian woman. While driving she tells me how cute I am. How young I am. She is rubbing my legs and eventually begins rubbing my cock over my pants. She unzips me as I’m driving and begins to blow me. So I pull over, reach over n finger her pussy n ass at the same time. Shes choking on my cock more and more but this isn’t a short trip for her. I grab her hair, pull her to being bent over in between the front and back seat. Her pussy soaking wet, I fuck her, hard. Smacking her ass, pulling her hair, calling her a filthy whore. She’s screaming in pleasure. But I see her tight asshole just begging for cock and having never tried it, I seized an opportunity. I pull her hair back towards me, grab her ass, tell her I’m going to take it, she says fuck…yes yes ok. I push her down, spread her cheeks, slowly insert my pussy covered cock into her tight Asian asshole. Slowly at first, but she was used to dick in her ass so she said harder and harder. For the next 30 minutes, I pump her ass with my cock eventually coming deep inside her. She tells me when it’s over we can’t tell anyone bout this since im

so young. I say fine but this isn’t the only time this happens. She said hell no.

To be continued.

#nyc #18+ only #thicc girls #beautiful women #thick and juicy #thick babe #tattoos #phat ass cheeks #phat ass white girl #phat butt

[luanneclatterbuck]

I’m too old to deal with a 20-something bartender.

I went out for dinner and drinks this week, and I still can’t get over the experience. Now, yes, this is all just me expecting more from life. I’m set in my ways and believe certain things should be done to a certain standard. It’s like the older I get, the more I see those standards decline. At home? Who cares. Wear sweatpants and eat ice cream out of the tub. But on the rare occasion I leave the house now, I expect it to be worth it.

This place was billed as a fresh new craft cocktail bar. They JUST opened a few weeks ago and I was excited to try, but all of their specialty drinks on the menu were… convoluted? At best? So I went with *my* drink, a simple, classic, dirty vodka martini.

The waitress asked if I wanted anything in it. I stared at her. “Any olives or anything?” Um, yes. Yes I’ll have olives? in my martini? please? “So like, blue cheese olives?” No! No no no, just regular olives, please.

About 20 minutes later, she brings me… a martini. I guess. First impression, it’s on one of those stubby, stemless martini glasses. Which I hate, and the place had martini “art” on the walls that all had stemmed glasses. Ok, fine. I can drink it out of a stemless glass. I take a sip and 1) it was crunchy. It had so much chipped ice in it that it almost looked like a margarita 2) it was basically just olive brine and vermouth 3) it had three giant blue cheese olives on a pick. Then I noticed the bartender was just a kid and I’m now old enough to say “I could be his mother.” Maybe he’d never made a martini before. Sigh. **edit - I noticed on the bill that they charged me for the martini, plus $2 for the olives. It had all been removed, with the line “customer sent back because of olives” but like I said NO NO NO to those and you used them anyway so it wasn’t me being picky, and also $2?? For three olives??? I’ll just go home and drink from the bottle and eat from the jar of regular olives next time.

She came back a half an hour later, and I told her it was all kinds of wrong and just bring me a glass of Pinot Grigio. Another 20 minutes go by and we FINALLY have our food (a chicken Ceasar salad should not take over an hour to prepare) and I have a drink in front of me. And they were… fine. But then I noticed my friend’s red wine and my white wine were in identical glasses. They at least had stems on them, and don’t get me wrong, I’m not usually that much of a snob. I’ll drink wine out of a jelly jar at home. I don’t care. But when you’re a Cocktail Bar™️, and you’re trying to be classy… get some different glasses and educate your staff as to what goes in which.

Turns out the owner is super young and probably thought, “Craft cocktails are hot right now, I’ll open a bar. Most college kids just order cheap beer anyway.” It was most disheartening. And besides us, there were two tables with two people each, and two guys at the bar. Not busy at all. I hate to be that guy shaking my fist at the clouds and adjusting the onion on my belt, but… do better. I give that place less than a year. Or more. Who knows. Most people aren’t as particular and detail oriented as I am. Anyway I’m old now and these young kids with their substandard bars are annoying me.

#I know I’m a snobby old bitch #and this post had no point other than me procrastinating preparing for a conference call

[theminecraftbee]

Ok so I know nobody cares about empires musical anymore but I was re-watching it and here’s all the lore I could find in your old friend xornoth:

* He seems convinced that when he succeeds in world domination, the world will be his. Either this means that exor is little more than an idea and xornoth is the one truly in power here, or it’s a Darth Vader-palpatine type situation where he thinks he’s doing it for himself but it’s all going to go to exor in the end

* He refers to himself as “big daddy xorxor… or for short xorny” which is hilarious I’ll admit, but he also uses the line “that’s what they call me”. That’s what who calls you? There are two possibilities. The first is that he’s referring to the people in his life before he became the demon. However, this is unlikely because he uses call in present tense, implying that he still has contact with these people. The other option has to do with “demon high school and demon college”, which I’ll touch on later

* Here we have the lines “pour me out some ichor/fill it to the brim/blood’s getting thicker/sippin’ as I sin”. I don’t believe this has much to do with the actual lore, but it is really funny to me because it sounds like a thirteen year old who just got back from hot topic and decided that they are the most tortured soul in the universe. Does demon college have demon hot topic? A question I never thought I’d have to ask myself

* Here we also have some fun lines, “you’ll learn, I’ll never return/to the boredom I was born of” which I find funny bc it makes me imagine that the former king and queen of Rivendell got bored one day, fucked, and xornoth came out

* Ok this might be my favorite part. In Lizzies pinned comment, she says “backing vocals by Maddie”. I am going to assume that the voice we here next is this Maddie. Maddie might be the best thing ever come out of music, in my opinion. For anyone who doesn’t want to look up the lyrics or doesn’t have them memorized already, she says “Scotts in the library getting kinda wise/says he’s got a plan for xorxor’s demise/xorny doesn’t care though/says he isn’t scared so/read a book, try your luck, xorny doesn’t really give a - “.

* Now, this is far from the first time we’ve heard Maddie‘s voice in the musical. She has a very high voice and has done backing vocals throughout practically all of the songs. It almost sounds childish, making her parts exceptionally funny.

* It is worth noting that your old friend xornoth is the only time that she actually speaks any words. What makes her especially interesting is that it seems that Xornoth, unlike the rest of the cast, can hear her. Once she says her bit about the library, Xornoth seemingly replies to her with “for your information I’ve got an education/Scott never showed up to my graduation/first demon high school then demon college/where’d you think I got all of this demon knowledge/demon University top of every class/you think you can catch me in a little bit of glass”. He goes on, but after this he’s not addressing Maddie so I’m gonna ignore it for now.

* I kind of wanna mention that he says the phrase embellishing my lore here, implying that he knows that he’s part of a story, but that kind of tears down absolutely everything else I know about this universe so I’m just gonna assume it’s an Easter egg and ignore it

* Also that in the lyrics he does the thing where you use an apostrophe to put two words together I don’t know what it’s fucking called but it almost sounds like he has a southern accent and that’s kind of funny to me

* Anyways back to Maddie. Xornoth does the chorus of the song again and then Maddie fucking giggles and says “look what they’re doing now writin’ out a spell/The demon from the east is goin’ back to hell/got a list of things that’ll make xor cower/they’ve got the smarts and they’ve got more power”.

* Maddie does the almost southern apostrophe thingy

* In reply, xornoth says (while approaching the empire characters, might I add) “if you want power well Xornoth’s got some/I pack more punch than a sawn-off shotgun/i’ve got more action than die hard 2/and your little faction’s a try hard crew”. I almost want to believe that this means the in-game empire‘s characters can hear Maddie too. However, they don’t seem to react to her at all. Therefore, I think that this is just her almost telling him what to do or giving him ideas for his speech. The more I say this the more it seems that the mysterious disembodied Maddie and Xornoth are friends.

* Also I’m not sure what to do with the modern day references. Maybe the way we have fairytales about like elves and knights and shit they have fairytales about our world?

* As xornoth continues on with his chorus, Maddie starts adding in her own comments between his lines. Her words go as followed: “trap him in a cell and keep him off the streets/listen to him yell, they’re tamin’ the beast/charmed like halliwell, never be released/yeah! Headin’ back to Rivendell, cookin’ up a feast”

* It is at this point that I actually googled the lyrics and realized that Maddie does not, in fact, do Xornoth’s apostrophe thing. I am ignoring this for the sake of my own interpretation. You’ve heard of the world is your oyster? Get ready for canon is your oyster.

* I looked up halliwell here. Apparently she’s a singer from Spice Girls and under people Also ask, it said Who is the most powerful charmed one so I’m assuming this is just another modern reference

* I have never heard a Spice Girls song in my life but I think it’d be funny if they still existed in the universe except they were like from one of the kingdoms or some shit. Maybe Spice Girls is like a famous Rivendell band I don’t know. I’m just making shit up at this point btw

* Let’s get back to Maddie. I feel like saying she’s just Xornoth’s friend is a bit misleading at this point. I would almost label her as a younger sister. Due to my general lack of knowledge about her abilities, the mysteriousness around her, and the childishness of both her voice and the things that she does I almost feel the need to compare her with the collector from owl house. I wish I could fit her simply into the lore by saying that she’s xornoth‘s friend from demon high school and/or demon college, but since he has to explicitly tell her that he went there I don’t think that’s the case. She spends most of the story hanging around Lizzie, as evidenced by her appearance in the vocals of other songs. However Lizzie never mentions her, so I have to assume that Lizzie cannot hear her. Whether or not Lizzie knows that she’s in a musical is not some thing I’m willing to tackle at this point.

* I feel the need to draw comparison also to oli. He doesn’t show up in this song, but he’s present in some others. In prismarine, he almost seems like he’s asking Lizzie about this experience, or she’s telling the story to him. He also voices the prophecies. It seems odd to me that Lizzie would be able to hear him when she couldn’t hear Maddie, but perhaps there is some kind of difference between them, or they can choose who can hear them. Though I find the second point unlikely because there’s no real reason Maddie would choose to not have the other characters hear her. Perhaps they’re some kind of minor gods? We know that Lizzie is often called a goddess so it’s not unreasonable to think there might be others. I’m not entirely sure about this, but it does tickle my brain in a fun way

* Now it’s time to talk about demon college. Oh this is a fun one. I know that everybody and their mother has made jokes about this but I feel like it raises some really interesting questions. Xornoth is clearly upset that Scott didn’t show up to his graduation, but explicitly states that it’s Demon high school and demon college. As far as we know, Scott is very specifically the champion of aeor. There is no reason for him to be here. I feel like there are two possible answers here. The first is that Scott truly was set to be on the same path as his brother, but broke free. However, this doesn’t really add up with the rest of his lore.

* The second one, and the one that I like better, it’s a bit more complicated. It says that exor wanted to train his champion in a way that wasn’t too different from what he was used to as to not make the change to sudden. This could also be just to help him with his people skills so that he would be able to give dramatic villainous monologues instead of stumbling when he first sees a human being again. Therefore, I propose that exor took the existing, Rivendell, elven High school and college and made an illusion of it that instead taught things that a demon would need to know. It would assumingly we have all the same people as the real one. Therefore, our old friend xornoth could mean that the illusion Scott didn’t come to his graduation bc the real one wouldn’t to make it more realistic.

* This also implies that at some point both Scott and xornoth were college kids. Do with that what you will.

* This also brings the line of “Big daddy xorxor/that’s what they call me/or for short xorny” into question. He might be referring to Maddie and/or oli. However, it might also be a college nickname. I like these both because they’re equally funny

* Actually now I’m thinking about the top of every class line. Maybe I’m wrong, maybe actually Exor just takes a shit ton of kids every year and puts them into a school program and then the one that ends up being the best is chosen as his champion and the rest of them make like I don’t know a town of evilness. Now I wish the empires crew just randomly stumbled upon that and they were like what the fuck is going on here

* The fact that Scott didn’t show up to his graduation implies that they’re not twins btw I just realize that

* Still not sure how Maddie fits into any of this but I love her anyways

* In conclusion: holy shit I need to do this more often this was really fun

Anyway I just thought I’d share this it’s not very coherent but I like it

holy shit anon you have done. SO MUCH analysis here.

#answered #empires smp #WOOO WAY TO GET EMPIRES THE MUSICAL LORE I THINK

[empresslesbiace]

Ok Ive got nowhere to share this cause all my friends are like “descendants is for children, you’re in college, why do you like it so much” blah blah blah

In my opinion you shouldn’t be ashamed for liking childrens shows/movies but that’s besides the point ANYWAYS

I’ve had this AU thing in my head for awhile so here goes:

I’ve always thought that Evies story was a little weird (and take in mind I’ve only ever seen the movies not read the books) because wasn’t the evil queens whole thing was being jealous of Snow White? So why would she teach Evie how to wear makeup and get a prince and shit? Like why would she want Evie to be any prettier than her natural self is? She needs her to be lesser. Because Grimhilde is jealous, that’s her whole thing. Anyways based on that here’s my au

Evie (real name Evelyn because Evie is a nickname fight me) grew up as a maid for the Evil Queen (she basically got the Snow White treatment) and no one on the isle really knew who she was because Grimhilde (evil queen) didn’t want her to one up her or whatever. Evie knows who she is tho.

So essentially, the magic mirror is on the isle and is full sized and in the run down place (castle? Idk..) on the isle that Grimhilde runs (she’s the original villain, I feel like that’s more important than maleficent. Not saying Grimhilde is more powerful, because she’s not, but she is the OG)

Evie is tasked with cleaning everywhere, including the area of the mirror. She starts up a companionship with the slave in the mirror (no “mirror mirror on the wall” cause that’s not in the Snow White Disney movie it’s “slave in the mirror” and it’s important for this because I like to think eventually Evie frees the slave in the mirror right before she goes to auradon (also signifying her freedom from her mother, but I’m jumping the gun here)

And Grimhilde still asks who the fairest of all is, and it still says Snow White. But she can’t do anything about it because she’s on the isle.

Now Evie knows of the whole story with Snow White and what happened. She also knows that she’s in danger because Snow White was 14 when the mirror said she was fairest and Evies like 11 and she’s scared she’ll be next and her mother will kill her the second her name is said, and this time it’ll just be with a knife because Grimhilde learned her lesson from making others do it or doing it with a poison apple.

So Evie decides to go to the huntsmen, the same one who refused to kill Snow White (he’s on the isle cause headcanon that the people of auradon tend to be assholes and put anyone on the isle that was somehow involved with villains, even if they didn’t commit any crimes themselves, (tho Yknow he did almost kill a 14 year old and then refused so idk)

Anyways Evie goes to him and he decides to train her to fight the way he trained (he comes from a long line of huntsmen loyal to the crown and snow whites father. AU, cause I have no idea of the huntsmens actual backstory in the movie or in the original story) She learns how to fight under his tutelage. (She already knew some things, isle is the isle afterall)

Years pass, Evie divides her time between being Grimhildes maid and the Huntsmens trainee.

Then, one day, essentially this happens:

Mirror: When Grimhilde asks who the fairest of all should be, your name is not far away.

Evie: … I understand.

Mirror: Although, you are not yet grown. Change could come.

(I’m not a writer, dialogue and story telling isn’t my thing)

Essentially, the mirror knows that Evie is close to becoming the fairest of them all at 14, because whenever the question is asked snow whites face is mixed with Evies, signifying that she will be the fairest soon. Evie is 14, same age Snow White was when that happened to her. But the mirror likes Evie, and has learned from the mistakes of the past. Therefore, he finds a loophole, considering she isn’t down growing that means he can delay telling the Queen until Evie is 18. (I know at 18 you’re not done growing but idk take it as like an auradon age of maturity thing or whatever it’s 2 am give me a break)

Now Ben doesn’t become king until he’s 18, because I don’t think it’s wise and I heard on another tumblr post that a theory is that he is being manipulated by the council of auradon because he’s young and naive but they must abide by his first proclamation of bribing isle kids over (because outrage could happen if they don’t go with Bens first ever order as king) so he goes with people the same age as him and shit goes down and all that but that’s not todays discussion. I also can’t credit the original person who came up with that because I don’t actually remember who said it so credit to that person, I didn’t come up with the reason for bens crowning at like 16. Also I might have gotten some things wrong since I haven’t read that post in awhile)

So Evie keeps training and all that and I have a headcanon that maybe Evie tries to scar up her face and the Huntsmen has to help with her wounds cause she fucked up the side of her face but it didn’t work because the mirror says that even scarred she’s still the fairest (part of the stories moral maybe?, scars don’t make you any less beautiful) and that the fairest of them all is also dependent on the inner beauty and love of a persons heart and Evie has a lot of love.

Also, Evie and the Huntsmen totally have a father-daughter relationship happening and I just wanted to state that right there.

I think she vaguely knows the other VKs and that there’s a club of people who were treated just like the heroes once were and they vowed that when they get off the isle they will show the heroes that they are better people than they could ever hope to be and that the heroes lost sight of what goodness and loyalty and true love really meant ages ago.

Also I have a whole ass redesign of every villain kid because I’m extra, I can’t draw people for shit tho so I can only describe them.

Evies got long black hair that she ties two strands of with a red ribbon out of her face. She’s got scars on one side of her face) she’s got those really cool looking green eyes that the Evil Queen has in the Disney movie. Like the light green eyes (sorry but I love that color) and people of the isle wear black more often because it’s the one color most of the people in Auradon don’t wear (isle gets scraps so anything not bought in auradon often goes to them. Black clothing is one of those things) so she’s wearing that. She’s got a bow and arrows that she and her father the huntsmen made together.

Probably full of plot holes but it’s 2 am none of you can judge me rn. Good night! If you want more of this au or if you plan on making a fanfic please message me I wanna read all of that shit.

#evie #descendents #Disney #Snow White #evil Queen #evie daughter of the evil queen #descendants au #fanfiction #au story ideas #descendants evie