#still the prettiest boy in all the land

[link-sans-specs]

Link and Lincoln at a hot spring.

DFMB54

Our Trips To New Zealand & Aruba

#dispatches from myrtle beach #dfmb 54 #link neal #link sans specs #link sans shirt #lincoln #new zealand vacation #link gets wet #these are blurry as heck #still the prettiest boy in all the land #standing there next to his 18yo son and he's still the hot one #but dang if lincoln doesn't remind me of link's honeymoon pics #the genetics are strong in this family #my edit

[etfrin]

❝ꜱᴏᴜʟꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴄʀᴜꜱʜ❞ — prologue | coriolanus snow

「ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ:」 NSFW | coriolanus is his own warning, mentions of death, elitism, self harm (Coryo burns his wrist)

「ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ:」 young! Coriolanus Snow x fem! Reader

「ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ:」 eight year old Coryo finds out who his soulmate is and his feelings about it

「ᴀ/ɴ:」 this is the first official post about this series that I started on a whim! I am excited to see where this goes, please give me feedback, thank you!

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It started with Sejanus. Despite being friends with the boy, eight-year-old Coriolanus Snow couldn't help but loathe the fact the boy had District blood.

Sejanus' presence in the Capitol Academy was an insult to all of Capitol. He couldn't comprehend how it was all allowed before he heard the whispers. Sturbo Plinth bought his way in with money.

Money. The one thing a Snow should be entitled to and yet has none of. Even the power his name held was dwindling. Coriolanus will do anything to make sure ‘Snow lands on top'.

With that vow, Coryo gently brushed his thumb over the tattoo on his wrist. A number, something of significance for his soulmate. Whenever he felt overwhelmed, he traced over the dark lines. He felt instantly calm.

Everything is going to be alright.

His soulmate will be a princess, a goddess, a rich Capitol girl no one can compare to. He will have a happy ending with her. Snows will rise on top, and his girl will be beside him every step of the way. The First Lady of Panem as he will be the president.

He vividly remembers the day all of his hopes were crushed. It was a couple of weeks after Sejanus started attending the academy. The boy was mocked by everyone, and Coriolanus thought it was deserved, a district boy was nothing more than an animal.

Then came the district girl, this one from District One, the district closest to the Capitol. But still not the same. The girl from the district was the prettiest he had ever seen. Although she's district. She had claimed the hearts of the teachers, and in return received many privileges. It was rumored that even the dean had a soft spot for her.

It was understandable why. She was a girl with a sweet smile, a secret sharp tongue, and hidden cruelty in her eyes he wasn't sure anyone saw except him. Her eyes always softened when she looked at him but she was always friendlier with Sejanus. Pea in a pod sticks together after all.

It was a bright day, a hot summer making him sweat in his uniform more than the walk to the academy did. That was the day he felt his heart break, and soul crushed. It was completely by accident. Sejanus and you thinking that maybe, you were soulmates. And Coriolanus thought so too, after all, you both were so close, attached to the hip.

Coriolanus felt like he was intruding into something private whenever he was near you both. With your shared giggles and secret smiles, you were as close as children could be.

When you raise your shirt sleeve revealing your soulmate's tattoo, the date is meant to be the most significant to your soulmate. Sejanus didn't recognize it but Coriolanus did, much to his nightmare.

It was the date most important to him. It was the day of his mother's and unborn sister's death. The day he lost someone he held so close to his heart. That's the number etched on your skin.

No. No! He grabbed your wrist, ignoring your yelp and the protest from Sejanus. His eyes were wide and he felt his body shake. “No. . .” He whispered, a sob in his throat.

“What's wrong?” You asked, trying to get your hand out of his hold, and due to his weak, underweight body, you did it easily enough. You rub your wrist and wait for Coryo's answer.

You don't get one because Coriolanus Snow had turn away and begun to walk away from you and Sej.

When he reached his home, his body was shaking and fat drops of tears falling from his eyes. A district girl as his? Never, never in a thousand years. His dead father would have been so disappointed. He refused to accept her as his.

He won't. Ever.

Tigris tried to ask what happened, but Coryo ignored her. He went into the kitchen, turning on the stove. The fire burned blue and orange. He didn't hesitate, ignoring the scream from Tigris as he put his wrist forward. He bit his lips to not scream himself.

By that time, Tigris had pulled him back. The skin had burned, along with it was gone the soulmate tattoo of his. He let himself sob as Tigris tried to fix him up as much as she could. She didn't scold him, couldn't, when he was crying like he had lost everything, all of his dreams shattered and the reality had settled in.

This was ten years ago, he decided he had no soulmate.

Now as eighteen, he wondered if it would remain true.

next chapter!

Taglist: @tristanswildcat

#the ballad of songbirds and snakes #tbosas x you #tbosas smut #tbosas fanfiction #tbosas x reader #tbosas #the hunger games #dystopian fiction #president coriolanus snow #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus smut #coriolanus snow #coriolanus snow smut #coriolanus snow x reader #young coriolanus snow #coriolanus x you #coriolanus snow x reader smut #coriolanus snow x you #coriolanus snow x female!reader #character x reader #x you #x reader #x female reader #fem reader #oneshot #soulmates #the hunger games x reader #thg x reader #thg series #thg

[sarahscribbles]

Kinks Loki has

Praise kink (receiving and giving)

IDK if this classifies as a kink-Bondage?? I think he would be into the soft kind of bondage

Breeding kink but he won't admit it...unless we coax him to

𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐁𝐨𝐲

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞: 𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐍

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐋𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐒𝐮𝐛!𝐋𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐱 𝐟!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟕𝟓𝟐

𝐀𝐍: 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐛!𝐋𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦.

𝐋𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

Loki whines desperately the second your warm lips leave his cock. You watch, amused, as his hips snap up in a hopeless attempt at chasing your mouth, and how they just as quickly fall when he realises it’s an impossible endeavor. 

His strong arms are stretched out above him and restrained to the headboard by his own magic. Vibrant wisps of green encircle his wrists and pulse wildly with each tug, though they won’t go anywhere until you utter the word. 

He knows this, yet he still strains and pulls like he has a hope of escaping. It’s endearing, really.

“How many times is that, my love?” you ask, stroking his shaking thigh with your fingertips. It’s a gesture meant to reassure as much as tease. 

Your lover lies nude amongst the crumpled cream sheets, chest heaving, brow sweating, and hair fanned around him in a glorious mess of midnight curls. Your perfect, pretty prince.

“T…ten,” he replies, still panting heavily and subtly rolling his hips as bliss ebbs away from him once more. 

As it has done for the past thirty minutes. 

Your fingers continue to lightly stroke his thigh and he sighs softly at the sensation of being so openly adored. “Ten times you’ve given up your pleasure for me,” you coo, taking care to let a pause linger heavily in the air.

As expected, those big green eyes snap expectantly towards you and he seems to almost hold his breath in silent anticipation. There’s a “will she or won’t she?” etched into every line on his face, a wordless plea settled between those partly opened lips. 

Tonight, you have no intention of disappointing him.

“Such a good boy,” you praise him, scooching along the bed so you can cup his face and brush some stray curls back into place. “How lucky am I that you’re mine?”

His eyes light up beneath you, shining like pretty emeralds at your adoration. “Yours,” he repeats back softly, and you watch the rosy pink hue that stains his cheeks and the way his broad chest puffs up with pride. 

“Mhmm,” you murmur back, leaning in to nudge his nose with yours. “The prettiest prince in all the land is mine.”

A smile so soft it melts your heart curls across his lips and you can’t help but press your own firmly to his, moaning eagerly into his mouth and nipping at his bottom lip when you pull away.

He whines again and you catch the same vibrant pulsing of his restraints as he tries to pull you back in. “I’m not going anywhere, my darling,” you assure him, beginning to trail slow lazy kisses along his chest. 

Loki arches into every press of your lips against his skin, breathing out your name like a desperate prayer to the gods. He curses when your tongue runs over a nipple, and then the other, and you feel the firm muscles of his stomach jump and ripple as you continue your descent. 

“You know, I always wonder why I get such filthy looks when we step out together, but now I realise. It’s envy. They’re all envious that I have such a beautiful, gorgeous man in my bed.” You continue to lavish praise on him, hearing his deep inhale and feeling the twitch of his hips as your words roll over him.

“Please, darling,” Loki begs softly. 

Looking up, you see those beautiful eyes trained on you, watching, waiting. You run a hand soothingly along his thigh again and finally take his cock back in your mouth. 

His groan is deep and primal sends heat coursing between your own thighs, but your focus remains entirely on him. You worship him with your mouth, taking as much of his cock as you can until he’s a whimpering, whining mess above you. 

He writhes in the sheets, tugging violently on his restraints and rolling his hips almost frantically into your mouth. You don’t pause for even a second, don’t slow or ease until you feel his entire body tense and he spills into your mouth. 

You eagerly swallow every drop of him, listening to the melody of his broken gasps and moans until he’s totally, utterly spent. 

He whimpers when you kiss the sensitive head of his cock, and half lidded eyes follow you as you crawl back along his body. 

“There’s my good boy,” you murmur, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Five minutes, and then we do it all again.”

Tonight, afterall, was all about him.

#loki #loki x reader #loki smut #loki fanfiction #sub!loki

[sapphicsentbycyberlife]

Pregnancy with Abby Anderson

Kinktober Day Six! (I know it's the 8th. Leave me alone.)

ABBY ANDERSON X MILF FEM!READER

Word Count: 2.4K

18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

WARNINGS: Swearing, pregnancy, pussy eating (r!receiving), fingering (r!receiving), soft dom!Abby, sub!reader, milf!reader, mechanic!Abby, modern!au, shower sex

SYNOPSIS: Abby came into your life like a light in the darkness. She stayed throughout your entire pregnancy, all while being your son's best friend and the other mother figure in his life. Abby wanted to stay with you, and she just couldn't get enough of you, especially with you being very pregnant.

DISCLAIMER: BANNERS MADE BY THE LOVELY @cafekitsune

“Peter, you need to relax,” Your voice carried through the kitchen as you poured the scalding hot liquid inside of the iced glass pitcher, watching the slightly red liquid mix with the ice and the crackling sound very satisfying to hear. “Abby will be here soon.”

“Abby’s coming?!” The ten-year-old boy jumped from the chair sitting by the bar, smiling like the Cheshire cat at the idea of his best friend coming to visit your home. Well… his best friend, and something more for you.

You had put on your prettiest sundress today. The soft pink and purple hues of the delicate flower patterns against the white background of the fabric made you look almost angelic in nature. You had ribbons in your hair and wore the easiest shoes for you to put on, which were just flip-flops. It was about 77 degrees Fahrenheit and would be perfect for this evening… For when Abby came to see you both.

About ten minutes later, there was a knock at your front door, and you didn’t even need to look before your son was jumping off the ground and running to the door. “Abby’s here! Abby’s here!”

“Well, let her in!” You smirked, sitting at the counter and waiting for your son to pull the door open. As soon as it was, the tall, blonde woman was dropping her duffel bag at the front door and swooping down, lifting Peter off the ground and into her arms.

“Abby!” He immediately started giggling and squirming in her muscular arms as her long blonde hair fell down and almost created a curtain over her face. She was still in her work uniform, which meant there were grease stains on her forearms and one smeared across her forehead, but even in her disheveled state, she was fucking gorgeous.

“How’s my favorite munchkin, huh?” Abby grinned, almost carrying him over her shoulder as she looked up and met your eyes, her own nearly sparkling with adoration.

Peter wiggled free from her grasp and almost landed butt first on the carpet before running over to you and grabbing at your hand. “I’m so excited! C’mon, mom, let’s go! Let’s go!”

It took you longer than you wished to stand up, pressing a hand over your belly and sighing at how low your stamina had become in recent months. Abby immediately blushed, biting her lip and walking up to you. One of her veined hands went to your hip and she leaned down to press a soft kiss to your forehead.

“How’re you feelin’ momma? You doing okay?” Abby’s gruff, but soft voice made your entire body shudder as she pressed her hand against your massive pregnant tummy. At almost 7 months along, you couldn’t hide it even if you wanted to… But Abby seemed to love it.

You pushed your face into her neck and breathed slowly. “I’m okay, honey… Just a little tired, that’s all.”

A moment of comfortable silence passed before Abby looked over her shoulder at Peter. “Hey bud, why don’t you go outside and play for a bit? We’ll be out soon, just need to clean up.”

Peter didn’t even question it. He ran outside the sliding glass door and shut it behind him, immediately enjoying being in the early evening air and making your lives almost three times easier. You let out a sigh, leaning up and looking at Abby with a silly grin. “What are you thinking, miss Anderson?”

“Oh don’t you worry, sweetheart,” Abby wrapped both arms around you and the shudder that raced down your spine was borderline embarrassing. “I’ll take real good care of you…”

*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.*

Abby was obsessed with this feeling. Ever since she met you at the shop, she was smitten like a love drunk teenager. You had come inside, borderline hysterical as you had your son next to you, holding your arm and looking just as equally terrified. Your eyes were wild and your hair was slightly a mess, but you were beautiful.

The mechanic had seen you from the windows inside the shop while she rebuilt the engine to a 1967 Shelby gt500 for a special client. Hands covered in oil stains and hair held back in a tight braid, Abby glanced up when she heard the doors open and almost dropped her socket wrench inside of the car’s engine.

Her coworker that worked the front was talking to you, and you were almost shaking as you explained what was wrong with your 2000 GMC Sierra 1500. The pickup truck outside looked like it was being held together by duct tape and dreams. In fact, there was actual duct tape on the front bumper!

Manny had tried to be reasonable with you, but by the time he was done talking, you were on the verge of tears. Eyes watering and your hands shaking, you looked down at your son who was clearly confused with what was happening and why you were freaking out.

Abby decided to step in. She tucked the towel into the waist of her jeans and stepped out of the shop, hands dark brown from the oil staining her skin. You looked up as she stepped out, and your cheeks turned a soft pink when you met her steel blue eyes. “What’s the problem here, miss?”

Manny was about to explain before you jumped in. “Okay, my truck’s breaks are not working,” You started and looked out of the window before staring back at Abby. “And I don’t mean they’re shaky or they’re soft; I mean the car won’t stop unless I slam the emergency brake!”

“Okay,” Abby wordlessly shoved Manny aside and began typing something into the computer. “How long has this been a problem?”

“It just got really bad today after I picked up my son from school. I almost hit four cars on the way here. Look, you have to help me; I d-don’t have any other car. This is all my ex-husband let me have. I don’t—”

Abby saw how frantic you were and she grabbed her clipboard before going around to the other side of the counter where you were standing. Her hands felt so warm when they came in contact with your shaking ones. The 9-year-old was staring at her, almost like he was waiting for Abby to promise that she would help you.

“Hey, hey, calm down,” Abby breathed softly. You hiccupped and looked in her eyes, tears now streaming freely. “Calm down… Let’s just go take a look at it, okay? I’ll see what I can do for you, miss.”

You nodded.

*.·:·.✧ ✦ ✧.·:·.*

That was almost a year ago. You never expected to end up dating your mechanic… and you certainly didn’t expect this to happen. It felt like some incredible fever dream… Staring down at Abby on her knees in front of you with her hands holding you by the thighs and her mouth against your cunt.

She would do this almost every time she came to visit you. Your home was open for her at all times and as your pregnancy got more and more prominent, Abby had become more protective of you, and far clingier… Not to mention she was hungry for you at all hours of the day and every single day of the week.

You pushed your hands into her hair as she lapped at you, her tongue flattening against your cunt and drooling against you as she rubbed the bones of your hips. Hot water raced down from the showerhead as Abby made you feel like you were floating. She could feel your heartbeat in your clit as she flicked it with the tip of her tongue, making you squeak and bite down on your hand to try and stay as quiet as possible.

The last thing you needed was for your son to hear any of this. But you couldn’t resist Abby, even if you tried.

Maybe a few months ago, you would be able to look down and stare into her beautifully silver eyes as she ate your pussy to her heart’s content, but now your pregnant belly was in the way and you couldn’t see her beyond the growing life inside of you. Abby didn’t mind. She loved every part of you, even if this part of you wasn’t hers.

If anything, you looked even more beautiful like this. Abby slid her fingertips along the stretch marks against your hips and reached up, squeezing your ass as she tilted her head back a little further and pushed her tongue inside of your tight wetness. The sound of your head hitting the shower wall made her pause in her movements, but you kept her still, not letting her move.

“Abby… Abby, please don’t stop…” You sobbed, tears pooling around your eyes as you began to grind on her face, desperate to cum for her. Your breathy voice had her heart stuttering, and she moved her tongue faster, thrusting it in and out of your cunt with a speed that seemed almost inhuman.

She hummed softly against you, the vibrations making you see stars as you felt like you would cum at any second. All it took was for her to move just right… She pulled her head back and began to lick your clit a little softer, but so much faster than before.

“Just like that… ohmygoood,” You whispered into the air, leaning back on the shower wall and looking down at seeing her right hand going from your ass to resting on your tummy, rubbing your skin and giving you more love than you’ve ever felt in your life.

You didn’t last long. Abby held you as you rode out your orgasm against her mouth, tiny squeaks leaving your throat as you put a hand over your mouth and grabbed at Abby’s hair hard enough to make her eyes water at the pain.

Slowly, Abby stood to her feet and leaned down to press an opened mouth kiss against your lips. You blushed, tasting yourself on her tongue and curling both hands into her long hair.

“Not done with you,” Abby moaned against your lips as she slowly turned you around and pushed your chest into the shower wall. “Be good for me, momma… let me take care of you.”

“W-Wait, Abby,” You shuddered, feeling her fingers trace a line down your spine and between your asscheeks before she slid even lower and pressed her middle finger against your cunt. Her chin rested against your shoulder and she let out the softest sigh ever.

“You’re so pretty, momma…” She pushed her digit inside your cunt, feeling your sensitive walls flutter around her and kissing the side of your neck. You whined and pushed your face against your arm, biting your lip to stay as quiet as possible. “Look so fucking pretty, belly filled with our baby.”

The noise you made had Abby’s pussy throbbing. Her lips pressed against your cheek as she began moving her fingers in and out of your cunt, adding a second one and making you see stars. Abby referring to the life inside of you as ‘ours’ was enough to make you want to cry. She loved knowing that she will be part of your life when the baby is born, and that she will be able to raise the kid with you.

You couldn’t believe the sounds she was pulling out of you, and she had to use her other hand to cover your mouth. Abby made sure not to hurt you as she kept you quiet and began to pump her fingers fast enough for you to see stars. “That’s it momma… yeah, you like that? Like how I’m fucking you so good?”

“Mhmmm…” You hummed against her mouth, eyes rolling back a little as Abby readjusted herself, so she was standing right behind you. She pulled you into her, pressing your back into her chest and you felt all of her gorgeously strong muscles against your skin.

Her hips angled just right so she was able to thrust them forward and push her fingers deeper inside you. It almost felt like she was fucking you with her strap, which she has done so many times before… You were in love, and you had no problems showing it. You looked up at her, eyes sparkling, and Abby almost melted with the love she saw in your eyes.

“Like that? Yeah, you like when I fuck you like this?” Abby stepped forward and shuddered when she looked down, seeing your breasts bouncing with her thrusts, pushing her face into your neck and keeping you close to her. “So fucking sexy, momma… come on, now.. I know you’re close.”

You whined her name in her hand, and she slowly pulled it away, cautious of the sounds you were making but unable to resist pressing her palm against your belly. You felt her caress your skin, showing her love for not only you, but for the unborn child inside of you. A single tear tracked your face and she curled her fingers upward, hitting just the right spot that your knees almost gave out.

Abby wrapped a hand under your chest and held your whole body against her as she began to slow her movements down, watching you sob and toss your head back into her shoulder. Your climax hit so hard that Abby struggled to keep you quiet, but didn’t want to let you go. In the haze of pleasure, she bent down and pressed her lips against yours, swallowing your moans in her mouth and letting you ride the waves out.

The water was beginning to turn cold and Abby quickly rinsed the slickness off her fingers and your pussy before turning off the shower. Very slowly, she helped you out of the tub and reached for the huge towel, gently wiping your face with it and seeing tears form inside your eyes all over again.

Abby got scared. “Love, what’s wrong? Did I hurt you? Did I—”

“Stay with me,” You begged. Abby blushed at your words. “Stay here, move in… stay with us, please Abby…”

Abby thought of you, thought of Peter, and then thought of the baby inside your tummy. She had never been good with kids before… But your son loved her, and she felt like she had gotten so much better just being near him. This truly was everything she wanted. You were everything she wanted.

Abby kissed you. “I’ll move in this weekend… I’ll never leave you, momma. Your family is my family. You are my people.”

#the last of us #abby anderson #the last of us part 2 #tlou part 2 #modern!au #lesbian kinktober #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #abby smut #abby x reader #abby anderson smut #abby anderson x female reader #abby anderson fluff #fluffy smut #so fucking cute #i loved this

[lustnluv]

my favorite reader for the boys

jb with a hyperactive reader. he’s such a soft giant that could the only one who could control reader and catch them. her ranting about a thousand things and him just smiling and nodding and everyone around is confused. makes the reader feel understood and heard and takes care of her so well.

jj and best friend reader. grew up together and seen some shit that made their bond deeper then anyone could imagine. and before they started dating they would hook up time to time when high but pretend it didn’t mean anything. the jealousy streak these two have before they’re together is so 💋

rafe and a sweetheart kook reader who’s usually in lala land all the time and he calls her a brat but still buys her the prettiest things anyone has ever seen. most of the clothing has something with lace in it because all the prettiest things deserves to be wrapped in it

pope with a wildchild reader. like parties and sleeps around but her dad is strict as hell. the one everyone tried to be with romantically but reader shuts them down every time. then pope catches her eye and she’s very flirty with him so he can get the hint and everyone is shocked that he’s able to control her.

argue with your mother

#pretty girls thots #outer banks #pope heyward #pope heyward prompt #john b routledge #john b routledge prompt #jj maybank #jj maybank prompt #rafe cameron #rafe cameron prompt

[dragonmama76]

Beginnings

Part One Interlude Part Two Part Three

As Eddie held the broken bottle against Steve’s neck, Steve was preternaturally calm.  If asked, he would explain that he had been expecting this for years.  Today was the day that Eddie Munson was finally going to kill him.  He had fought monsters human and decidedly not human, but he always knew deep down that Eddie Munson would be the one to finally end it all.

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Eddie Munson was a late bloomer and spent his freshman year scrawny and shy. It didn’t help that he was into all kinds of nerd stuff and got bullied relentlessly.  He fancied himself a keen observer of people, though, and over the summer he plotted out a multi step plan to survive high school like it was one of the Dungeons & Dragons campaigns he loved to create.  

First, he spent the summer getting stronger.  He didn’t work out exactly, but he was able to get a summer job as a house painter and by the end he was hauling paint cans up and down ladders like it was nothing.  It also didn’t hurt that puberty finally kicked in and he grew almost a foot.  

Next, he used his newfound cash to update his wardrobe.  Instead of trying to compete with the preppy jocks who tormented him, he went the other way.  He scoured the thrift shops for as much black as he could find and rounded it out with t-shirts from his favorite metal bands.  Black work boots, chains, and a pocket knife became his standard accessories and when Wayne took him to Indy before the start of school he scored a black leather jacket at a nicer second hand store.  Freshman orientation was coming and it would be time to put the final parts of his plan into motion.

The day the freshman came to tour the high school and get their schedules, Eddie was ready.  He leaned against a tree watching the new kids coming and going.  There were a few he clocked as fellow outcasts and nerds and took note.  He would approach them carefully when school started for real.  But at that moment he was waiting for something special.  And then it happened.  A group of three teens made their way to the gym doors, two boys and a girl, dressed like money grew on trees.  One of the boys was taller, more confident, with impeccably styled hair, and best of all, he carried a basketball like he knew what to do with it.  Target acquired.

Steve Harrington’s stomach was all tied up in knots.  He was nervous to be finally starting high school.  Tommy H. and Carol were chattering away but he couldn’t even hear them over the sound of his racing thoughts.  His dad had made it clear what he expected from Steve’s high school career and what the consequences would be if he didn’t follow through.  He doesn’t know what the hell he is doing, but at least maybe if followed his dad’s plan he would finally be proud of him. So he kept his head held high and imagined himself to be that guy.  Fake it ‘til you make it, right?  As he reached the gym door he felt eyes on him and glanced over to see the prettiest guy he had ever seen watching him.  As their eyes met, the boy scowled at him.  Steve winced and stumbled through the door.  What could he possibly have done to piss that guy off already?  “Not a good start, Steve,” he thought as the trio entered the school.  

Steve’s first few weeks of high school would have been pretty great if it wasn’t for his personal bully.  He landed a spot on the varsity basketball team, his teachers were nice enough to explain things twice if he had a question, and even though Tommy H. and Carol were officially dating now, they still included him in almost everything they did.  But when he was walking by himself in the halls, that older kid was always there either glaring or smirking at him.  He actually outright tripped him twice, once into a row of lockers.  Steve apologized at first, thinking maybe he had been at fault for bumping into him or something, but the guy had laughed at him and made some comment about dumb jocks better watch out.  Steve didn’t want to push back.  No matter what personal philosophy his dad ascribed to, Steve didn’t think violence was the answer.  He quickly figured out that the guy only seemed to target him when he was alone, though, so Steve started asking some of the girls in his classes if he could walk them to their next class.  They seemed to like that, and Steve was getting tired of being a third wheel all the time, so he asked a few out on double dates with his friends.  At least his dad would be happy, Steve was already getting a reputation as a ladies man.

Eddie was having the best year ever. Training this jock to be afraid of him, instead of the other way around, was a treat.  Eddie wasn’t a bad kid.  If anyone had called him out on bullying he would have been shocked.  This was a preemptive strike.  This was the ultimate battle of nerd versus jock.  This was war.  And Eddie was winning.  You didn’t have to be a genius to see that this Steve kid was asking for it.  His attitude, his clothes, his HAIR, and his, not at all surprising to Eddie, wild success with the female population of Hawkins High all confirmed that he needed to be taken down a peg.  And in the meantime, Eddie had gathered a crew of freshman nerds to spend time with and mold in his image.  He only needed one more element to complete his campaign against the jocks of Hawkins: A public confrontation.

Steve was starting to become complacent.  His plan to never be alone was working and while the scary kid following him around continued to make his presence known, at least he wasn’t pushing him anymore.  So he thought.  Except one afternoon in the cafeteria Steve’s luck ran out.  He had been balancing his tray on one hand while escorting his most recent conquest with the other when something slammed into him upending the tray of spaghetti.  Tears filled his eyes as the noise around him dimmed.  Why was this happening to him?  He tried to be nice to everyone.  He didn’t start fights or talk shit about people, even when Carol was at her bitchiest.  Why couldn’t he just fly under the radar?  As he looked up to see all eyes on him, the only noise that registered was the loud cackle from the boy next to him.  “I thought you jocks had better balance than that,” sneered his bully.  All the blood in his body seemed to rush to his head and he tried to stay calm, but when he glanced over and saw Lila covered in sauce something snapped.  

“What the hell is wrong with you?”  Steve shouted.  

“Me?” challenged the boy, “Not my fault you’re as clumsy as all get out.”  

Steve didn’t like to fight, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t.  He pushed the taller boy and advanced on him fists clenched tight.  When he got close, a low voice rumbled, “I wouldn’t do that if I was you,” as the kid opened his jacket to reveal a knife clenched in his other hand.  Steve’s eyes were wide as he backed away.  “You’re a fucking freak, you know that?  Leave me alone! And leave my friends alone!”  Steve was just posturing at this point, but he kept a healthy distance between them since he sure as hell wasn’t getting in a knife fight, even if they were surrounded by spectators.  

“I AM a freak, and don’t any of you forget it!”  the boy shouted, “And you’d better be afraid if you know what’s good for you.”  

Just then the doors opened and the vice principal walked in. 

“Problems?” he demanded sternly.  

“No, sir,” Steve backed down completely.  “No problems here.” 

 “What about you, Munson?” a steely glare was directed at his adversary. 

 “No problemo.  I was just apologizing to King Steve here for bumping into him.”  The boys separated and Steve escorted Lila to their table, offering to grab extra napkins and helping to calm her down.  

“Nice going, King Steve,” Tommy H. cackled as they sat down.  “Have you ever, just once, won a fight?” 

“Shut it, Tommy.” Steve replied, “You didn’t see it.  That freak actually had a knife.  Stay away from him, he’s crazy and I dunno why but he hates me.”  No one commented when his voice broke at those last words.  “I think you were very brave,” whispered Lila and Steve suddenly felt a little better.

While Steve had beat a hasty retreat, Eddie sauntered over to his usual lunch table with his freshman friends and held his head high. He could feel the guarded looks and shot a feral grin to a group of kids who dared make eye contact. It was the best day of Eddie’s life so far.  He had sealed his reputation as a dangerous freak and he intended to own it every day for the rest of high school.  It would keep his little nerds and outcasts safe, even if he had to keep up the act for the next few years.

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #part one? #let me know if I should keep going for part two

[imfinereallyy]

Shared Kisses

for @steddie-week I’m behind on it but I couldn’t resist day 3, and it’s a little late because I fell asleep while writing it, that's how sleep deprived I am haha. prompt: first kiss

“Okay, okay! It's my turn now. Sir Steven, Lady Birdie, tell me, who was your first kiss?” Eddie giggles from his spot on the carpet. He smells like stale menthols and pine; Steve can’t get enough of it. He has to resist from leaning his head into Eddie and taking a breath of him.

Steve is starting to believe he needs his head checked. Again. Wanting to smell one of his friend's necks isn't normal.

Steve is also starting to realize that maybe that is because he wants to be more than friends. God, he is such a loser sometimes.

“Oh, this is unfair! You know the rules state that we can’t ask it back now. Boooo.” Robin chants from her place on the couch, where she hangs upside down. Steve is for once glad they aren’t playing a drinking game; he is sure Robin would have vomited by now otherwise.

“I still think this a weird game to be playing.” Steve dodges the question and nudges Eddie with his knee.

“C’mon Harrington, questions is an absolute solid getting-to-know-you game.” Eddie nudged his knee back.

“Dude we’ve been friends for six months.”

“Yes but there are so many layers I have yet to peel.”

Robin grunts from her upside-down position, Steve can tell all the blood has finally rushed to her head, and she tumbles onto the ground next to them. “Gotta agree with Metal Man here, Steve-o. I’ve known you even longer, and I still don’t know everything. And we are practically connected.

Steve blows air from his lips, “So this is just a ploy to expose all my secrets.”

Steve can tell that Robin, who might as well share a soul with him at this point, can sense how uncomfortable he is beginning to feel. Her teasing softens for a moment. “What if I went first, yeah?”

Steve pauses, “Yeah okay.”

“You got to promise not to make fun of me.”

“Of course, Robs.”

“I make no such promises.” Eddie interrupts but ultimately cuts the tension in the room. Steve kind of feels like it is on purpose, by the way his eyes skim Steve carefully, and the way Robin lets out a loud snort.

“Wasn’t talking to you doofus. I don’t actually respect your opinion of me.”

“Hey!” Eddie protests, but they all know he isn’t really offended.

Robin chuckles lightly, but continues. “It was in middle school, at one of my first girl-boy parties; gross, right? I hate that we called it those. Anyway. They decide to play spin the bottle, and I feel pressure because my only friend at the time is Barb, and she didn’t come and Colleen Walsh is doing it, and she—well, she’s the prettiest, most popular girl in school at the time and I’d be an idiot not to follow along. So we’re playing Spin the Bottle, right? And rounds go by, and it doesn’t land on me, and I’m grateful but Colleen notices. She goads me on to do it, take a spin since it isn’t fair I haven’t kissed anyone. So, wanting to get over being the center of attention, I reach over and spin it, and it lands on—“

“Wait.” Steve stops Robin, realizing she is about to out herself to Eddie on Steve’s behalf. He doesn’t want her to do that but on anything but her own terms. “Are you sure about this, Robs?”

Robin throws her head back and laughs, “Yea, I’m sure dingus. No need to worry. Anyway, you’ll never believe who it lands on.”

Eddie wiggles his eyebrows, “C’mon buck don’t leave us hanging.”

“Tommy Hagan.”

Eddie and Steve both start choking on air while Steve screams, “What!?!”

Eddie collapses on the ground with a dramatic groan, covering his face with his hands and mumbling, “why cruel world?” Robin giggles at his antics.

“You’re telling me it wasn’t….?” Steve trails off, hoping Robin gets the hint.

“That it wasn’t a girl? No dingus, just because I’m a lesbian doesn’t mean all my experiences are with women. Besides, I was 12; I didn’t realize staring at Colleen’s boobs wasn’t jealousy.”

“Oh, thank god, you know; I thought I was going to have to break the news to you that your gayer than the men’s locker room after a winning game,” Eddie mumbles behind his hands still on the ground.

“Only you would make a sports reference in relation to gayness, Eds. Also, wait, you knew she was lesbian? How did you know? Why are you freaking out then?” Steve rapid fires questions.

Still covered with his hands, “Like seeks like, Harrington. It’s like a sixth sense.”

Steve’s mouth goes dry, “You’re gay?” He says hopefully.

Eddie finally removes his hands from his face but doesn’t sit up. “Yea, Stevie, thought you knew, honestly. Not like it’s a secret, all of Hawkins talks about it.”

“I try not to listen to the rumor mill.”

A soft smile graces Eddie’s face, “One of the many things I love about you sweetheart.”

Steve tries not to blush, but ultimately fails. “Still doesn’t explain why you’re freaking out about Tommy. Sure, he sucks, but like I reacted that way cause I was friends with him at some point. What’s you’re excuse?”

Finally Eddie sits up with a groan. “Okay, promise not to laugh or freak out?”

Robin and Steve both nod and mumble a little “yea of course”.

Eddie rubs a hand down his face, “Okay, I freaked out because even though it’s not my turn to answer and I don’t have to, well—it’s because. Okay, I’m stalling; it’s because Tommy Hagan was also my first kiss. When I was 15, under the bleachers.”

Robin and Steve are both silent, Eddie looks at them expectantly. “Are you guys going to say anything?”

Robin speaks up first, “I think this is the closest we can get to not freaking out.”

“I think I would prefer that over the freaky twin silence.”

Steve still stays quiet while Robin proceeds to react, “Oh my god Munson! This is the funniest and freakiest thing ever. And not in a freak way you like! This is magnificent, oh my god….” Robin continues to cackle and make fun of Eddie, but Steve tunes it out. He can feel all the blood rush to his ears, blocking out all the sound from the room. Tommy. Tommy. He has kissed both of his best friends, one of which he wants to kiss himself. That just seems unfair to Steve. It hurts Steve, and he doesn’t know why. Actually, he knows precisely why.

“My first kiss was when I was 13,” Steve says abruptly, not making eye contact. The both of them stop their bickering and turn to Steve. They stay silent, as if they know Steve needs it to get through it. He is thankful for them both.

“I was 13, and my parents weren’t home. It had become the usual at this point, but I was sad because it was my birthday, and this was the first birthday they didn’t even send a card. And Tommy decided to come over to cheer me up; this was back, I guess, when he still cared too. And we didn’t do much; I didn’t like to make a big fuss about my birthday even then, but it was a nice night out just before the break of summer. So we decided to stargaze on the roof. And I don’t know how it happened, but one second we’re trying to find the Little Dipper, and the next, Tommy is kissing me. It was nice, honestly. To have someone you care about show you affection. And when he pulled away, I smiled at him, but he just stared. And then—“ Steve swallows thickly before looking up at Eddie and Robin, who both look at him with rapt attention.

“Then his face turns angry, and he punches me. He punches me so hard that I almost fall off the roof. He tells me not to be a queer, and if I told anyone, who would tell everyone what I was. And it seemed unfair, right? Because he kissed me, I only smiled. I haven’t kissed a boy since.”

Suddenly there is an arm around his shoulder, “Stevie….” Eddie tucks Steve’s head into the crook of his neck, and Steve begins to sob.

Robin quietly gets up, “I’m going to make us some tea.” Steve knows she can sense that he needs a moment with Eddie. Steve loves her more than life.

“I’m sorry this is stupid. I don’t even know why I’m crying.”

Eddie rubs soft circles on his back, “It’s not stupid, honey. He hurt you in more ways than one, and traumatized you from exploring yourself. You have every right to be upset. Thank you for telling us. You didn’t—you didn’t have to. You could have lied, or told us your first kiss with a girl.—“

“Colleen Walsh.” Steve interrupts into Eddie’s neck.

Eddie barks out a laugh, “Of course it was. Anyway, Steve, thank you for sharing. I’m glad you feel safe with us.”

Steve’s tears are no longer. “I always feel safe with you, Eds.” And the Steve finally does the thing he’s been wanting to do all night. He takes a big sniff of Eddie. Steve doesn’t care if it’s weird because he settles a sort of calm in him.

Eddie grips his waist tight, and puts a finger under Steve’s chin, pulling his face close to his own. “Yea, I do? Does that mean you also trust me?”

Steve can feel Eddie’s breath on his lips. He knows it’s probably not good how quickly his mood has changed, but he can’t find it in himself to care. The air between them is electric, and intense. Steve can feel it make his whole body come alive. “Of course I do.”

Eddie leans even closer, “Good. Because I think it’s a damn shame a pretty boy like you hasn’t kissed another boy since.” Then Eddie presses their lips together.

Steve isn’t sure if someone were to ask what his first kiss with Eddie was like if he would be able to answer. It’s indescribable; it’s perfect. But if he is to try, it would be this, soft, slow, deep, and oh so very good. Steve can feel the heat from Eddie’s lips pulsing into his own. Eddie’s hands' grip Steve’s face, angling him deeper as he slides his tongue into his mouth. Steve pulls him closer by his t-shirt. Going crazy off the taste of salt and chocolate that now swipes his tongue.

They both pull back a little breathlessly, hands still gripping each other. They lean their foreheads together, and Steve smiles. He smiles so big his face hurts. And Eddie does the most thing in return,

He smiles back.

The moment is broken, though, when Robin enters the room again with a bowl of popcorn and a loud “Oh thank god, I was sick of the pining. From both of you.”

Eddie sputters while Steve just laughs at her. “I thought you were making tea Birdie?”

Robin sits down next to them again, “Too much work and I was snacky.”

Steve throws popcorn at her head but isn’t upset at all. He leans his head on Eddie’s shoulder, and Eddie kisses the top of Steve’s head.

Robin smiles fondly at them. Then her face scrunches up in pain, “Wait, all of our first kisses was Tommy Hagan?”

“Yep.”

“Unfortunately so.”

“God I do not want to give that twerp any more credit in life than I have to. Why are we all like this?”

Steve giggles while Eddie shrugs.

Robin can’t keep a straight face anymore and falls into laughter. “Wait, does this mean we are all bounded by this? I completely unrelated, non-upside down experience?”

Eddie speaks up before Steve, “I believe so, Lady Buckley. A trauma outside of other worlds binds us. We have been bound since before the slain of Vecna.”

Robin shrieks, “Awee, guys! We were always meant to meet then.”

Then Robin tackles the both of them to the ground in a bear hug. Steve’s not even mad that she’s in the middle of Eddie and him.

Because this, right here, is all the love he’ll ever need.

***

I'm behind on steddie week, but I want to throw my hat in the ring. Have a written a first kiss thing before? Yes I have. But I can’t resist. Thank for the read, love this community so much.

#steddie #steddieweek2023 #Steve Harrington #platonic stobin #robin buckley #Eddie Munson #bisexual steve harrington #gay eddie munson #steddieweek #stranger things #first kiss

[undreaming-fanfiction]

Eddie has never traveled much. Sure, he'd drive around in his van, sometimes visit Indy, but otherwise he's given up on all the touristy stuff even before he could experience it (as if - an absent mother and a criminal father don't exactly scream VACATION TIME). He finds it silly, all the magnets, postcards. As if one week somewhere else could make a difference.

Enter Steve Harrington, a very dedicated boyfriend with a no bullshit attitude and a payout from yet another government interdimensional (or cross-dimensional?) fuckup. Given how many times he's nearly died, he doesn't exactly feel like saving and investing into his future if it may never come. And so when Eddie's wounds heal, his quiet graduation passes and Hawkins isn't swarmed by monsters for a change, he doesn't ask, simply tells Eddie that his job search will have to wait for 2 weeks or so. He helps him pack a bag, winks at Wayne on his way out (seriously, were they conspiring against him all this time?!) and off to the airport they go.

Eddie has never flown anywhere and boy, is that an experience. After grasping Steve's hand tight enough for his knuckles to go white, he finally relaxes and watches the clouds in child-like awe. Steve is smiling at him from the middle seat, squeezes his hand sometimes. Of course he made sure Eddie would have the window seat. Of course he knows Eddie would find the experience magical.

One uneventful flight and slight migraine scare later, they land, Steve picks up their rented car and drives them both to a small house on the beach. Steve snorts when he sees the separate beds and pushes them together, dropping his own bag on the right mattress. And Eddie just stares, still in disbelief that this is happening, that the local freak and suspected Satanist somehow ended up on a beach vacation with white pillows, so soft it's almost ridiculous, a boyfriend kind (and hot, so goddamn hot!) beyond belief and gentle sound of the waves...

Eddie doesn't really have swimming trunks, Steve didn't really tell him what to pack except that it's going to be mostly warm, but when he tries to apologize to Steve, his boyfriend just laughs, digs in his perfectly organized bag and tosses something black at Eddie's head. When Eddie disentagles it from his face, he finds out it's a pair of trunks with small skulls on them. "Told you, baby," says Steve and presses a gentle kiss into Eddie's cheek. "You don't need to worry about anything this week."

And Eddie doesn't, for the first time in his life he feels absolutely free from everything. When he sees the ocean for the first time, he ends up doing a very undignified splat into the waves and soon finds out that the legends were true, the water is salty and god, it's disgusting. Steve gets them both cheap snorkel masks and they just float next to each other and observe the tiny creatures on the ocean floor. Steve often dives much deeper than Eddie would ever dare to go and brings up small treasures, shells and smooth pebbles. He insists Eddie should only pick the prettiest ones, but Eddie hoards them all. "If they're too heavy when we fly back, I'll just send my bag with you and walk to Hawkins on foot," he says and he might be joking. Might.

In the end, they come back to Hawkins, with Eddie's pale skin slightly red ("I told him he needed sunscreen but did he listen, Wayne? Of course not") and bags full of trinkets that quickly fill the shelves of Eddie and Wayne's new home. Wayne's mug collection grows yet again, he gives a quiet huff of laughter when the boys admit they had a competition to buy the ugliest mug possible, Eddie presents him with a disturbingly realistic seahorse mug and Steve produces a cartoon octopus mug with a sign "SEAS THE DAY". They both groan when Wayne declares it's a tie and proudly displays both.

And if Eddie sneaks to the kitchen during the night to decorate their fridge with a tacky magnet, well, who can blame him? Maybe he'll start a collection too.

#steddie #steddie drabble #eddie munson #steve harrington #eddie x steve #stranger things drabble #stranger things #vacation #taking a break from the angst #for like 2 seconds

[hellfireclubmember]

Pretty Girl

a/n: Okay, I haven't written a legit fanfic in years so I'm so nervous publishing this. Any feedback would be appreciated. Also I was thinking of making a part 2, lmk if any one would like me to

warnings: none, just fluff, maybe annoying mutual pining. also probably a few mistakes. I didn't thoroughly proof read this

word count: 1.9k

summary: Dustin can't stop talking about the sub he got to fill in for Lucas, making Steve want to smash his head into a wall. That is, of course, until he sees you.

PART 2 HERE PART 3 HERE

disclaimer: reader is 18 and a senior in high school

Steve was losing his mind. He loved Dustin Henderson as if he were his little brother, but he might just strangle him at this very moment. First, he would not stop talking about Eddie ‘the freak’ Munson and now he won’t shut up about the substitute they had to bring into their little nerd club to play their little nerd game.

“… she’s just so cool! She had no idea how to play, Mike and I gave her a quick lesson before the session and then she goes and lands a crit hit on the most powerful dark wizard of all time!” Dustin was so impressed he couldn’t see that Steve wasn’t even really paying attention anymore, choosing to stack the new releases in alphabetical order instead. “She’s so pretty too” Dustin sighed “and nice.”

“Is Dustin still talking about that girl he forced to play Dungeons and Dragons?” In walked Robin from the back room. She sat down behind the counter. “Hasn’t stopped.” Were the first words Steve had said in the last twelve minutes.

“I did not force her!”

Dustin had found you sitting alone at the very back of the library whilst writing an essay for your English class. You were one of the maybe four students that were in there. Most of your peers excited for the basketball game that day after school. Dustin had realized he had seen you before and almost all the times he had seen you, you were alone. The boy figured asking you would be a win-win; this way you could maybe gain some more friends and he wouldn’t have to die. He rushed towards you, rambling about hellfire and getting his ass kicked by Eddie before he knew it you were agreeing to help. In all honesty, it wasn’t very easy for you to agree. Your stomach twisting at the thought of being in a room full of people you didn’t know but saying no to this boy somehow seemed worse; like killing a unicorn or something.

After agreeing, Mike and Dustin sat with you in the library and helped you create a character sheet, explaining the basics of DND in the short period of time before the session. You were never really expecting to have fun. In fact, you were fully expecting for your character to die immediately. When she didn’t you started to pay more attention. The excitement around you fueling your own. It was nice to be a part of something, surrounded by people that loved something so much made you feel warm and happy. You had never felt so at ease, comfortable doing something out of your comfort zone.

“Yeah? So, cornering (y/n) in the school library the way Steve does every female customer was the ethical thing to do?” Robin said.

“Dude! I don’t corner anyone.” Steve looked up indignantly from the VHS tapes at Robin.

Robin rolled her eyes and continued her scolding. “You know she was gonna say yes, she’s the nicest person I know. I don’t think I’ve ever heard her say the word no.”

Steve was listening to them argue about whether Dustin dragged you to the nerd meeting or not when he heard the door to the video store open. His eyes landed on you walking through the door. The prettiest girl he’s ever seen walking into the fluorescent lit store. Lips parted as you tried catching your breath from the bike ride there. Steve felt like he forgot how to act like a human being, not even being able to execute his usual greeting or offer a charming smile. He watched you look around the store. Pretty eyes scanning until they landed on something behind Steve. You raised your hand to give a small wave. A wave he almost returned had Dustin not spoken up.

“(y/n). hey!” Dustin said as he walked over to the front of the register, right beside Steve. He had his eyes fixed on you, stare unwavering as you made your way toward Dustin and himself. Your eyes flicked over to Steve, acknowledging him with the cutest smile he had ever seen. Steve was never this awestruck by something as simple as a smile but he wished he could tattoo your smile to the inside of his eyelids so he could never forget it.

“Hi (y/n).” Robin was the next person to greet you.

“Hi Robin, I didn’t know you worked here.” He finally heard you speak and Steve never thought a voice could be so sweet.

“You know me, never one to brag.” A small giggle escaped your lips and if he thought your voice was sweet your laugh was like cotton candy; soft and pillowy. He couldn’t help but want to make you laugh for the rest of his life. Robin watched Steve look at you with the dumbest look she’s ever seen on his face, which is saying a lot. She genuinely had to bite back a laugh. “You know the hair, right?” Robin nodded her head towards Steve. That was his queue he had to get rid of the heart eyes and turn on the charm. You looked up at him which is when it finally clicked. He recognized you from his time at Hawkins High. Remembered you walking the halls alone with your head down most of the time. He never thought too much about you back then, which right now he regretted greatly, distracted with his douchebag friends and his relationship with Nancy to ever really notice most people.

“Yeah, I remember Steve.” You nodded your head. “Hello.” The hint of another smile on your lips. He so desperately had to hold himself back from hugging you. He wanted to be close to you, to hold you. Steve really didn’t understand what had gotten over him. Sure, he had liked girls before but being this whipped so immediately was definitely new to him.

“Hi, sweetheart.” He tried licking moisture back onto his lips, but his mouth was dry. He leaned back onto the counter and smiled. Trying his best to be as smooth as possible. He didn’t want to look at Robin or Dustin, mostly because that meant having to look away from you but also because he knew the look on their faces right now would be one of disgust.

The skin on your face started feeling incredibly warm. You had never spoken to Steve when he was in school, to be fair you hadn’t spoken to many people but speaking to King Steve seemed an impossible task. He was like art at the museums you liked to frequent, beautiful but untouchable.  

Dustin removed his gaze from Steve whilst shaking his head and placed it back on you. “What are you doing here?” He asked. Right, you came here for something. What was that something? The brief interaction with Steve was enough to make you slightly lightheaded. You started nipping at the inside of cheek, rummaging through your head.

“Oh, I accidentally took your DND notebook yesterday. It said return if found and then your address was inside, which by the way I think is an awful idea. There are weird people out there, Dustin. You have to be more careful.” Steve and Dustin making eye contact, both thinking about the irony of telling Dustin to be safe. You reached for his notebook inside your messenger bag. “When I got to your house your mom said you might be here.” You took a few steps, offering him his journal. Now close enough to be able to smell Steve’s cologne, your gaze drifted for a second up to his face and he was looking down at you. The second your eyes met, he smiled, making you look away abruptly. He was making you way more nervous than usual. Your hands were getting clammy, and your breath was a little shaky. Steve Harrington was so beautiful. You always knew this but you had never had the honor of being this close to him.

“Dude, this is like the second time you’ve saved my life!” Dustin grabbed the notebook with a wide smile. You let out a small laugh. This kid’s smile was infectious, no matter the situation, if Dustin smiled you smiled. Those are the rules.

“Trying my best.” You closed your bag whilst taking a few steps back. Trying to make some distance between you and Steve, hoping to any God he couldn’t see your shaky hands. “Right. I’ll just get going then.” As the words left your mouth Steve started to panic. He can’t just let you leave. He had only said two words to you. His brain going on over drive trying to think of ways to get you to stay even a little longer. He looked outside at your bike and then at the dark clouds in the sky. It was definitely going to start raining soon.

“Wait!” He said this a little louder than anticipated. He cleared his throat as you turned your head to look at him. He smiled softly as he looks at your eyes again. He thinks he could look at your eyes all day. “You just got here; you should hang around with us. It’s for sure going to start raining soon. I can’t let a pretty girl get caught riding her bike in the rain.” Dustin snickered and Steve elbowed his shoulder immediately to get him to shut up. The taller boy watched as your eyes widened slightly at the use of the word pretty. You were so cute it was driving him crazy.

“Yeah, dingus is right. You should stay, besides tonight’s movie night. You can join us at Steve’s house. We’re gonna pig out on junk and watch horror movies. Steve is going to drive us all home after, he’s our trusty chauffeur.” Steve looked at Robin as she spoke, and he swears he could’ve planted a kiss on her forehead right then and there. Robin looked at him for a second with a small smirk on her face.

You fiddled with the strap of your bag as you thought about it. It would really suck to be caught in the rain, besides this could be fun right? You said yes to DND and that was fun. Doing things you wouldn’t normally do seemed to be working for you so why stop now? Of course, this had nothing to do with the way your heart raced when Steve looked at you or the way you really wanted to be in his presence longer or how pink and shiny his lips looked or how you wondered what his hand would feel like holding your hand.

“I would really like that.” You smiled at Robin and then turned to look at Steve. “If that’s okay with all of you.” This was directed more at Steve than it was to Dustin. There was a moment of silence as Steve stared at your pretty face, a smile adorning his features making him look like a lovesick puppy. It was Dustin’s turn to elbow the idiot to his left. That was enough to break the trance.

“Of course it’s okay with us. Right Dustin?” He glared at the boy that just assaulted him.

Dustin nodded his head. “It’d be an honor to have you at our movie night, (y/n).” Steve reached over to pat his younger friend on the shoulder.

“It’s set then.” He said, more excited for it to reach closing time than he has ever been.

#stranger things fluff #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington fanfic #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson #robin buckley #stranger things #billy hargrove #billy hargove x reader

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Who Makes the Worst Taco?

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My Love Mine All Mine (Rowan’s version)—

Jack Hughes x Yvette Liu

I listened to “My Love Mine All Mine” by Mistki a few times when I began writing this, so this is written through the lens of that song. It's also around 11K words so strap in cause it's a long one!!

Warnings: Pregnancy, a little fear of pregnancy, alcohol, a lot of tooth-rooting fluff, if there's anything else please lmk!!

Au Masterlist!!

"It's for your own good," Ellen scolded as she parked the car in front of the school, a frown resting on his features as he rolled his eyes at his mother, "I'm being serious Jack, school is important, there is no hockey if you aren't putting up your best efforts in class, and your coaches agree with me."

His mother had put him in tutoring after receiving an email detailing his recent grade in history; a few slip-ups in his assignments led to a failing grade. Everyone was treating it like it was the end of the world, but now that his mom was threatening hockey, he knew that he needed to do anything to get it up as soon as possible.

"Whatever," he unbuckled himself and got out of the car, a frown on his face as he looked at his mother one last time, "this is so embarrassing," he said before slamming the car door shut out of annoyance and heading into the school. He could hear her muffled voice rise through the window of the car followed by a fit of Luke's laughter as she drove off in the direction of the rink where his younger brother's practice was being held.

This was not how he wanted to spend his Saturday morning, he thought to himself as he entered the library he looked around at the tables full of students, laptops and books cluttering the desks as he searched for the girl he believed to be named "Yvette," a tutor that one of the other mom's had recommended to his during a home game a few weeks ago.

He found one girl, sitting in the back of the room, her head down in her textbooks and her curly hair in her face, he warily approached as he searched her table for any little sign that might tell him whether or not this girl was the one he was looking for. "Yvette?" he said quietly, the girl looked up from her book, a smile pulling at her lips as she nodded. "Yes, you must be Jack," she ushered for him to take a seat beside her as she organized the mess of books laid out in front of her. "Yeah I am," he grew shy as he watched her cheeks heat up at their now closer proximity.

His heart was beating in his chest, he couldn't help but feel a mix of nervousness and embarrassment. Yvette seemed friendly enough, she was also the prettiest girl he'd ever seen, but Jack couldn't shake the feeling that this whole tutoring situation was an unwanted intrusion into his life.

"Let's get started, we can go through your history assignments and figure out where you might be struggling if you're comfortable with that?" she smiled sweetly as she flipped her notes open to the pages that highlighted the chapters covered in his assignment. He nodded, words caught in his throat, his hands clammy as he rummaged through his bag for the crumpled-up piece of paper, embarrassment growing in his chest that she would be reading his poor work.

She explained everything with ease, Jack nodded and hummed in agreement every few minutes, still not confident enough not to stumble over his words. His eyes kept leaving the sheet in front of them and landing on her face, he examined the perfect roundness of the apples of her cheeks, his face grew warm as he peered down at the plumpness of her lips, she was the epitome of beautiful, even in the dark and stuffy corner of the library.

By the end of the session, Jack had not only learned and gained a bit more of an understanding, but he was pretty sure he was in love with his tutor.

"I think that's good for today," she whispered and looked at the boy who was lost in space, "how are you feeling now Jack?" she asked as she began to pack up her things. Jack, snapped back to reality, and stammered, "Oh, uh, yeah. I feel... good. I mean, better. Thanks, Yvette." His cheeks turned a shade of red as he realized he had been caught daydreaming.

"It's Eve, by the way, I assume we will be spending a lot of time together, so may as well get you on a nickname basis," she smiled sweetly once again, and Jack was a goner, nearly melting in his seat. "Okay Eve," he said with a grin tugging at his lips, trying to keep his cool. Little did he know she was internally freaking out at the way her name just casually rolled off of his tongue.

"So would next Saturday, same time work for you?" her brows furrowed before he clarified, "For our next session I mean," he laughed, cheeks a bright red as her face broke out in realization. "Oh yes! Of course, it works perfectly" She smiled and opened her planner, writing down a "Jack" in one of the Saturday time slots with a smiley face in pretty pink pen ink causing his heart to leap in his chest. "Perfect, thank you again," he said quickly, shoving everything back into his bag and heading out of the library in search of his mother who was waiting for him in the parking lot.

Ellen grinned as she held up a red Gatorade for him, a nice peace offering as he got into the car, "so how was that, wasn't as bad as you thought?" "I think I just met my future wife," he deadpanned, causing Ellen to go wide-eyed.

★★★★

Jack had been waiting for this game since the beginning of the season. 

The Usntdp boys would finally play against Umich, a battle of the oldest Hughes brothers, Jack's first time going against Quinn. It was monumental, it felt like one of the biggest games of the season, it was gonna be everything.

He and Trevor did their pregame rituals, which consisted of a stupid intricate handshake followed by a very dramatic chest bump and then they were ready to take the ice.

His eyes searched the ice after doing a few laps and practicing some shots, Quinn stood next to Josh stick-handling the puck before he looked up to his younger brother and grinned. The two Hughes boys met at center ice, smiles on their faces after not seeing each other for a few months and hugged.

"Ready to get your ass kicked?" Jack teased his older brother as Quinn looked to the stands with a confused look. "Who is with mom?" he asked slyly pointing to the Hughes family, a girl in a USA sweater sat in between Luke and Ellen.

Jack's face immediately warmed as she looked at him, sending him a short wave before being pulled back into conversation with his little brother.

"Oh my god dude, you are as red as a tomato, who is that girl?" Quinn pressed again as he de-gloved in his and poked Jack in the cheek. Jack pushed his hands away, the redness on his face growing by the second, "that my friend, Eve, she tutors like half the team" Quinn's brow raised as he looked back up to the girl who had moved her conversation over to Jim and Ellen who were showing her something on Ellen's phone, "is that the one mom told me about, future Mrs Hughes?" "Shut up." 

The whistle blew and alarmed both teams to skate back to their respective benches, Quinn tapped Jack with his stick once again, "Get ready to lose Rowdy," he grinned before skating back in the direction of the boys in Maize.

Jack's eyes found their way back to her in the crowd, her face breaking out into a grin as she looked back to him, her hand pointing to his number on her sleeve and then throwing him a thumbs up. "My god dude, you have heart eyes," Alex startled him as he ran into Jack pulling him back into the game and towards the bench

After the game, Jack couldn't shake the excitement coursing through his veins. The adrenaline from the game blended with the thrill of playing against Quinn and the presence of Eve in the stands had him on some sort of high. He left the locker room with a grin on his face, despite the loss on ice, the thought of spending the drive home with Eve had his heart racing.

He spotted her chatting with his family, his young cousins crowded around her legs as she examined the doll in the little girl's hands, his entire family seemed to have taken a liking to her, and Jack couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth seeing them get along.

Eve looked up and caught Jack's eye. She flashed him another mind-melting smile, and he couldn't help but walk a bit faster to get to her. "Sorry about the loss J, you played amazing though," she said as he pulled her in for a hug, his eyes connecting with Luke who was making kissy faces behind her but was stopped by a glare from Ellen. "It's no big deal, Quinn is never gonna let me live it down though," he pulled away just as Trevor and Cole found their way to the girl.

"Eve!" Trevor yelled out as he pushed Jack out of the way and smothered the girl in his chest, "I didn't know you were gonna be here!" Jack let Trevor's voice fade away as he approached his mother and father, who both congratulated him on the assists.

"You played great sweetheart," Ellen said as Jim hummed in agreeance, Jack smiled as his eyes travelled back to the girl who was now chatting with Spencer, "Eve is a sweetheart, you should ask her over for dinner sometime," she watched as he nodded still staring at the girl. "Yeah Mom maybe," he mumbled as he looked back to Jim who was staring at his son with an amused grin. "Okay go grab Eve, we are gonna say bye to Quinn and then head out, okay?" Jim laid the plan out and Jack nodded as he looked back to the girl, watching as she interacted with the people closest to him.

He was in so deep.

★★★★

A knock on the door startled Eve out of her thoughts, tonight was the night of her date with Jack, the spring formal.

Her mom stood excitedly beside her, camera in her clutches, as the door opened to reveal a smiling Jack. He wore a burgundy suit, it complimented her blush-coloured dress perfectly, his smile wide as he whispered a quiet “hi” and handed her a corsage that matched the flower pinned to the chest of his jacket.

His face was a bright red as well as hers, but the quiet moment was ruined by a loud, “No hello Trevor? I see how it is!” which snapped her right out of her thoughts and into reality where she saw Trevor looking at her with glaring eyes. Her mom watched equally as confused as her daughter as Trevor rambled on about being late, and the rest of the boys waiting in the car.

And that's when it clicked, Jack thought she asked him out as friends.

“Can my mom just take one photo,” she asked quietly, pointing to her mom who was silently waiting with a camera still in her hands and a warm smile on her face. “I won't take too much time,” her mother said quietly as she pushed the three of them together. Trevor found his way in between them and wrapped his arms over their shoulders to push them all closer together.

Eve heard the clicks of the camera followed by a “Perfect, have fun!” to which her mother shooed them out the door and towards Jack's beat-up car.

Trevor ran as fast as he could and hopped in the passenger seat, a loud “Z, Eve gets front seat, remember,” followed as Jack ran to the driver side of the car. Trevor hit the lock button on the door and stared at the girl through the window, a grin growing on his face as she looked to the back seat to see Alex giving her an apologetic look.

“She's wearing a dress dude, she needs the legroom,” Cole said looking at her dress and giving her a thumbs-up as Trevor let out a loud groan. “Fine!” She said a short “sorry” as he got out and held the door open for her as she got in the car. “I'm only playing with you Eve,” he shut her door and squeezed himself into the back seat. 

Jack looked over at her with apologetic eyes before his eyes lingered back down to her dress, “you look pretty,” he said with a sweet smile. Her heart hammered in her chest as Jack's eyes found hers once again, "you look very handsome, I like the suit," she whispered, cheeks a bright red as Trevor started to blast Mr. Brightside over the radio.

She looked back at Alex and Trevor who danced around in the back seat, Cole taking a Snapchat video while laughing along.

This was going to be a long night.

And it was very long, but in the best way possible. A night full of laughter and dancing, shared smiles, and creating memories.

A slow song played over the speaker, which made all the couples make their way to the gym floor, the lights dim and the strobe lights bouncing off the walls and the decorations as people swayed along with the music. The group stood awkwardly, everyone other than Cole, who was off with some girl he had been talking to at the time, were staring at their feet waiting for the song to end.

Alex made eyes at Jack, catching his attention, looking from the boy to the girl who stared out at the couples on the dance floor. Jack's eyes went wide as he watched Alex motion for him to make a move, his heart starting to beat faster as he somehow convinced himself to walk over to her. "Wanna dance?" his hands awkwardly shoved themselves in his pants pockets as she wordlessly agreed with a slight nod.

He took her hand and led her to the edge of the dance floor, his hands resting on her hips as hers found his shoulders. It was tense and awkward, but it was so sweet, his laughter sounding through the entire gym as he continued to fuck up his steps, her smile bright under the dim lights.

It was perfect.

"You wanna know something funny?" she whispered as she looked him in the eyes, he nodded, his tongue darting out to wet his lips as he swayed her back and forth along with the music. "When I asked you to the dance, I meant it as a date, not just as friends," she watched his face fall as he stopped their movements. "Obviously you don't see me that way, which is fine, but I-" "You wanted this to be a date?" he cut her off, his face growing into a grin as her lips formed a straight line, "I'm so stupid," he mumbled as he ran a hand through his hair, a nervous habit of his.

Eve couldn't help but feel a mix of embarrassment and relief at his reaction. "No, Jack, you're not stupid. It's just... I thought you knew. The corsage, the suit, I mean, it all seemed pretty obvious." "No Eve I just ruined this, I wanted it to be a date so bad, but I thought you meant as friends so I took the boys 'cause I didn't think you saw me like that!"

"Take a deep breath J, It's okay, you can just make it up to me," her fingers played with the hair at the back of his neck to calm him down as they began to sway once again. "Yeah?" "Maybe dinner? Soon, hopefully?" "Yeah, dinner, maybe a movie?" she nodded sweetly.

Her eyes dipped down to his lips as the song came to an end, she leaned in but was stopped as he pulled slightly away, "I can't kiss you, not now, I want it to be perfect when I do, and romantic," he whispered as she shook her head at his stupid antics. She pressed a kiss to the high point of his cheek, on her tiptoes, hands on his shoulders to better balance herself, "You're such a dork, Jack," she whispered as he looked over to his friends all collectively giving him a thumbs up behind her back.

It was perfect.

★★★★

Summer was beautiful on her, her hair unruly with the most perfect curls, and her cheeks were dusted with freckles. He didn't know she could get prettier, but she continued to amaze him every time he saw her.

They sat in his car, her hand in his as they drove along the coast of the beach, her attention was on the sun that was beginning to set along the lake. The water is like glass, the reflection of the sky dancing on the gentle ripples of the water.

"You know what would be good," he lowered the volume of the music. She looked at him, mesmerized by the way the tan on his cheeks made his eyes an even deeper blue, "what?" she asked, her eyes bouncing around his face, admiring his side profile as his eyes landed back on the road. "Ice cream," he shrugged as she hummed in agreement, her hand squeezing his as he turned into the small student-run ice cream parlor next to the beach.

They stood in the short line, her hand still in his as he ordered their cones, him ignoring her as she offered to pay, and then finally, they found themselves situated on a picnic table. Watching the couples strolling along the sandy beach, dogs running around, and others soaking in the last few moments of sun before it was too late.

"That's an abomination to ice cream flavours," he said as she ate her mint chocolate chip ice cream right off the cone, her head leaned against his shoulder as she looked up at him with furrowed brows, "it's like toothpaste and chocolate flavoured, you're a freak for liking it!" She sat up straight and scoffed, "Says you, you're eating Vanilla!" "What's wrong with Vanilla!" "Face it, you're so boring baby," the nickname rolled off her tongue so naturally as she watched his lips pull into a grin.

One second they were staring at one another and the next his lips captured her in an all-consuming type of kiss. Sloppy, and a little rushed, but so perfect. She scooted closer to him with her free hand finding his bicep as she slightly moaned into his mouth as he nipped at her bottom lip.

The ice cream fell right out of her hand and onto the grass which pulled her away from their previous activities and had her staring at the melting scoop on the ground.

"Shit," she looked at Jack who was laughing at the unfortunate fate of her ice cream. "See, even your own body rejected it!" she shook her head at his stupidity, her hand finding the back of his neck, "shut up dork," she mumbled before kissing him once again, this time much slower and a little gentler as he smiled into her lips.

★★★★

Ellen sat in the driver's seat of the family van, Jack to her right as they drove to his morning practice. It was a little past eight in the morning, and for some reason, his chest felt funny, the pit of his stomach was tense, like he was expecting something bad to happen.

"Oh shit!" Luke said from the back of the car, pulling Jack's attention from his phone to the road. "Watch your language!" Ellen scolded as she looked in the rearview mirror to glare at her youngest.

Jack's eyes focused on the blue Volkswagon being loaded up onto a big tow truck, the passenger side of the car concave in, and his heart was in his stomach as he realized how familiar the car was. The crochet steering wheel cover made his ears begin to ring as he noticed the distinctive sticker on the bumper.

It was Eve's car.

His knee began to bounce as he dialed her number, the phone rang in his ear as tears blurred his vision as they passed by the car, his eyes not leaving the aftermath of the accident and following it long after they passed it.

The ringing stopped, no answer.

He called again

He couldn't breathe, his chest heaving slightly as his hand pulled at his hair as he continued to look at the car.

"God, I hope whoever it is, they're okay," Ellen looked in her rearview to look at the state of the car once again. "That's Eve's car," Jack mumbled as he was met with the dial tone once again, so he called for a third time. "What was that honey? You're being quiet this morning." "That was Eve's car," he said a little louder, which had Ellen gasping as she looked at her son who looked on the brink of tears. 

Finally, Eve's phone picked up.

"Jack?" Eve's mother's voice came through the phone, sounding very calm, almost too calm in comparison to how Jack was feeling. "Is Eve okay, I just saw her car, I-" "She's okay, she was on the way to the school and someone ran a light, but she is okay, just getting some tests done, but nothing too bad"

A weight lifted off of his chest as the words left her mother's mouth, she could hear his shaky breaths over the phone, "If it will help your nerves you can come down to the hospital and come see for yourself that she is okay." Jack took a moment to compose himself, grateful for the offer. "Yeah, we'll head to the hospital, thank you" he looked to Ellen who nodded her head and switched into the lane en route to the hospital. 

The car was tense as they drove to the hospital, the initial shock and worry began to subside, but the thoughts of 'what ifs' began to bounce around in the back of his mind. The image of Eve's damaged car lingered in his mind, a stark reminder of the fragility of life.

Ellen pulled into a parking spot and parked the car, her arm reaching out to stop her son before he got out in a panic. "J, you need to take a breath, she's okay, you can't go in there freaking out, she is gonna be a little shaken so you need to calm down," she squeezed his hand as he nodded along with his mom, wiping the dried tears from his cheek as she pressed a kiss to the side of his head, "We'll find her, and everything will be okay. Let's go."

As they entered the hospital, the atmosphere was sterile and busy. Jack's mind raced with worry, but he focused on the idea that Eve was alive and in good hands. He approached the reception desk, and Jack hesitantly asked, "I'm here for Yvette Liu," his voice was slightly shaky as the receptionist's face broke out into a soft smile "You must be Jack," the receptionist checked her computer and nodded, "her mom said you'd be here soon, she's in Room 123. You can head up there," she pointed to the hallway.

Jack's steps quickened as he followed the signs to the room. The anticipation built with each step, and when he reached the door, he took another deep breath before entering.

Inside, Eve was sitting on the hospital bed, looking a bit tired but otherwise unharmed. Her mother was in a chair beside her, engrossed in her phone. When Eve saw Jack, a smile brightened her face, and she held out her hand for him.

"Hey, J," Eve said, her voice soothing as she looked to Ellen behind him and waved, her mother saw the older woman and stood up to go and speak to Ellen and give the two a second to themselves. Eve patted the bed beside her, her hand grabbing his as he took his spot beside her, "I'm okay, just a minor concussion, but no broken bones!" she tiredly rejoiced as he leaned forward to brush her hair from her face. Jack nodded, swallowing hard to push back the emotions threatening to overwhelm him. "I was so scared, Eve. When I saw your car like that, fuck, I couldn't bear the thought of something happening to you." Eve gave him a warm, reassuring smile, "I know, J. But I'm here, and I'm okay, just a little shaken up," she raised his hand to her lips and pressed a kiss to his knuckles He couldn't help but let out a shaky laugh, relief aiding his nerves as he ran his thumb over the back of her hand, thanking the universe that she was okay.

"Thank you for being here J, for caring so much" He leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead, "Always, Eve," he almost held it back but a gentle "I love you," rolled off of his tongue which took her back a little, cheeks a pink shade as she smiled at his confession. "I love you too," she replied, her eyes sparkling with affection.

As they shared a quiet moment, Ellen and Eve's mother hovered, their conversation seemingly deep as they peered through the hospital room window at the intimate moment their children were sharing. Eve pulled back slightly, looking at Jack with a playful smirk. "Looks like our moms are conspiring over there. Probably planning our wedding already," she joked, which had Jack's face a bright shade of red as he looked up at the women who now pretended to look anywhere but at the young couple.

Jack chuckled, feeling a weight lifted off his shoulders. "Wouldn't put it past them," he squeezed her hand.

The room filled with a sense of love, as Eve ushered him to lay down on the bed next to her, her head leaning against Jack's shoulder, the two took comfort in each other's presence, grateful for the moment of calm after the storm.

★★★★

"It's here!" she said over the phone, her voice filled with excitement.

Her Rutgers letter was in her hands, and her phone pressed up against her ear as Jack's excited voice sounded on the other end.

"Do you need me to come over and open it with you?" "No! Cause if I don't get in I'll cry, and I don't want you to see me like that," she said in a joking tone, but she wasn't joking at all, if this letter started with a simple 'we are sorry to inform you' she was pretty sure she'd have a breakdown.

"You are so down on yourself pretty girl, you are gonna get in, cause you are the smartest person I know," his words were so genuine that it made her heart skip a beat, "you're gonna get that degree, and be the cutest elementary school teacher there has ever been." "God you're a flirt," she whispered as her thumb ran over her name and address. Jack chuckled on the other end of the line. "Well, if it works, then I'll keep doing it. But seriously, Eve, you've got this. You've worked so hard, and I believe in you."

She took a deep breath, feeling a mixture of excitement and anxiety. "Okay, I'm going to open it now. Wish me luck!" Eve carefully tore open the envelope, careful of the latter on the inside, her hands shaking slightly. Her eyes quickly scanned the contents, and a gasp escaped her lips, "holy shit J, I'm in, I got in!" Jack's cheers echoed through the phone. "I told you, I'm so proud of you, Eve!"

Once she calmed down she grinned, "You know what this means, we will both be in Jersey in a few months," she whispered, a lingering thought that had been in the back of her mind since the order of the draft had been determined a few days prior. Jack laughed on the other end, "That's only if I go first." "And if you don't you'll be second and in New York, so really either works for me," she teased as she listened to the melodic sound of his laughter on the other end.

"You really have everything planned out?" "Can't a girl dream? I just wanna think about being in school and pursuing a degree, and my hot superstar boyfriend being in the same city as me," she teased as she held her acceptance letter up against her chest as she leaned back on her bed. Jack chuckled, "Well, you're in luck because your superstar boyfriend is all for making your dreams come true. New York, New Jersey or wherever I end up, we'll figure it out."

The silence settled over them for a second, the realization that they were growing up, and growing together dawned on them as they let the news sink in.

"Okay enough about the future, right now I'm going over there to celebrate with you and we are gonna grab dinner or something," he said hopping off of his couch in search of his keys. "Okay, drive safe, love you!" "Love you too pretty girl, so proud of you," and with that he hung up, leaving her a blushing mess as she sat up and headed to the living room to share the news with her family.

★★★★

"Are you nervous?" she whispered, the two of them hidden away in the bathroom of their hotel suite, his tie in her hands as she helped him get in. "Yeah I am," he said slowly, his eyes flicking between her and the door, the cameras and the stress of today already starting to add pressure. Her eyes left the tie hung around his neck and looked up at him, her hands cupping his cheeks, "Where ever you end up you're gonna do amazing, and I'm so proud of you, whether you're first or last, you're everything me and you hope you know that," she stood up on her tip-toes and pressed a kiss to his lips.

Jack's tension seemed to ease a bit with Eve's words and the comforting touch of her hands on his cheeks, he looked into her eyes, grateful for her unwavering support. "I don't know what I did to deserve you, Eve."

Her lips curved into a small smile as he leaned into her touch. "I love you, you know that?" "I do," he replied, his eyes filled with affection. "And I love you too."

The draft was a blur, from sitting with Luke on the bus to watching Jack walk the red carpet, it was overwhelming, she didn't know how he was handling the stress and pressure of it all so well. Finally, they found their spots in the stands, his mother and brother sitting beside him, and her only a few chairs away.

The tension in the air was noticeable as they waited for the commissioner to walk up onto the stage. Eve's eyes never left Jack, observing the subtle changes in his expression as he talked to his family members and the occasional draftees and friends that came up to him in anticipation for their names to be called– the nervous twitches, the deep breaths, and the occasional glances toward where she sat, he was stressing.

With the opening speech concluding and New Jersey on the clock, the Hughes family grew tense as the organization made their way to the stage. She held her breath the entire minute of them organizing themselves before the general manager stepped forward and found himself in front of the mic. And then, finally, the moment arrived. Jack's name echoed through the arena, and the crowd erupted into cheers.

Luke and Eve hopped to their feet, hugging each other as they looked at the boy who made his way down the row of his family members, hugging and thanking all of them before he landed in front of her. She pressed a short kiss to his cheek as he pulled her in for a hug, "so proud superstar," she whispered, eyes filling with tears as he swayed her back and forth. "You know what this means," he pulled away to press another kiss to her temple, "we are both gonna be in Jersey, it's happening," he said as she nodded and sent him on his way to the stage, occasionally being stopped by friends and former teammates to congratulate him on his way up to the stage.

The cameras flashed, and the crowd's cheers intensified as he was presented with his new team's jersey, he was a devil now. She caught Jack's gaze from across the room, and in that moment, the world seemed to slow down. He pointed towards her, a wide grin on his face, before the first draft pick headed into the media room.

★★★★

Ellen squeezed the young girl’s hand as the announcer called out Jack’s name for his rookie lap.

The couple had both made their moves to Jersey, she resided about forty minutes away at university, and he lived with some veteran on the team as he waited to figure out his rooming situation. It had been smooth sailing for both of them thus far, she made it through orientation and frosh week, and he survived training camp, the two of them flourishing as they settled into their newfound independence.

“He looks so good out there,” Eve whispered as she watched him skate around the ice. “Imagine if he fell,” Luke laughed but was met with a glare from his father.

The Jack chants lasted a few more seconds before the light came back on for the rest of the players to be welcomed onto the ice for warmups.

“Did you meet any of his teammates?” Luke asked as he watched Jack talking with other players. Eve nodded, “Only briefly, Nico and Jesper were nice, PK took me and Jack out for dinner.” “That's sick!”

Eve looked at Ellen with a smile, nerves radiating off of her, "it’s a good group here," Eve commented, Ellen looked at her with soft eyes, "It feels like a big family." The woman nodded, thankful for the young girl’s words as she squeezed her hands and continued to watch the boys down on the ice.

After the game the entire Hughes family waited for Jack in the family lounge, the family buzzed with excitement to get their hands on the rookie, excited to celebrate his big moment. Jack was the first one out of the locker room, a grin on his face as he saw his mother and father chatting with a few other wives and parents who were also in attendance, then he saw a shy Eve a little away from the rest of the group her eyes staring at the floor. She looked up at her boyfriend, a grin on her face as he walked over to her and pulled her into his arms.

“You did amazing,” her arms wrapped around his shoulders as she squeezed him tightly, “sorry about the loss,” she mumbled as he pulled away, the smile still very apparent on his face. “It was only one game, and it was pretty close,” she was a little taken aback by this new found attitude, but she summed it up to the adrenaline of his first ever professional game, “It's a long season, and we'll bounce back. Besides, having you here makes everything better," Jack replied, giving her a quick peck on the forehead before he headed in the direction of his family.

As they left the arena, Jack slipped his hand into Eve's, a content smile on his face as it dawned on him that this was his life from now on, hockey, Eve, and Jersey, and if he was being honest there was no place he would rather be. Eve felt his grip tighten a little, and she looked up at him with a knowing smile.

★★★★

Eve sat on the arm of the couch next to her boyfriend, a grin on her face as she looked at the TV, the 2021 NHL draft was underway, virtually due to the pandemic, and the Hughes family and co. were huddled around the couch waiting to hear Luke’s name called.

Fourth was the dream.

If Luke went fourth overall it meant that he and Jack would be together in Jersey, a possible childhood dream come true.

Eve absentmindedly played with the bracelets on Jack's wrist, a habit she had developed over the years. Each bracelet held a story, a memory, and they had become a familiar and comforting presence to both of them.

As they waited for Luke's name to be announced, she glanced at Jack, finding a mix of nerves and excitement in his eyes.

“You excited?” she whispered as the Sabres called Owen Power’s name, the air tensing a little more. “Is it selfish of me to want him to go a fourth?” he asked, looking from the screen to his loving girlfriend who just shook her head with a smile. She pointed to the youngest of the Hughes brothers, his fingers tracing the Devil’s logo on the hats in front of him, “I think he wants it just as bad as you,” she whispered as she leaned toward him, pressing a kiss to his hairline as the Kraken announced their pick, being Matty Beniers.

With every passing pick the room grew a little quieter and a little more tense, by the time the third went and the ducks announced Mason Mctavish’s name the entire household was silent.

Devs on the clock.

Jack squeezed his girlfriend’s hand as the camera flashed to the Devils organization standing on a stage in front of their adoring fans, “Luke” and “Hughes II” signs lining the crowd as the general manager approached the mic.

And with that, Luke’s name was called, and the entire house erupted in screams, Jack being the first to his feet, vibrating with excitement as he pulled his brother in for a hug, Quinn’s smile never wider as Luke hugged everyone in his family before pulling one of Jack’s jerseys over his head and placed the Devils cap on his head.

Luke maneuvered his way around his family members to hug his, basically, sister-in-law. “I’m so proud Lu,” she squeezed him as he swayed them back and forth, “I can’t wait to see you and Jack on the ice together." Luke grinned, excitement in his eyes. "It feels like a dream,” he pulled away to watch her face break out into a smile, “having Jack there too, it's just amazing." “Well it’s not a dream, and we can’t wait to have you in Jersey,” she watched as his grin grew even wider before he pulled her back into his chest.

Eve watched as the Hughes family celebrated, their cheers and laughter filling the room. Jack, still buzzing with excitement, made his way back to Eve, pulling her into a tight hug, "I can't believe it," Jack exclaimed, his eyes shining with elation. Eve grinned into his chest as her arms wrapped around him, her heart swelling with happiness for both Jack and Luke.

As the draft celebration continued, Luke made his way back to Jack, a Devils jersey proudly displayed over his shoulders. The Hughes brothers shared a moment, exchanging words that went beyond the reach of the buzzing cameras and the cheers of the crowd.

★★★★

The smile had not left her face since her education degree was placed in her hands, from dinner to drinks, surrounded by family and friends celebrating the end of her education journey as she began to venture out into the adult world.

By the end of the day, her cheeks hurt from the seemingly never-ending smiles and her eyes were heavy with exhaustion. Jack’s chest had been full of pride and excitement the entirety of the day, loving the night of celebrating the girl he loved most.

As they finally found a quiet moment together in the solace of their shared apartment, Jack gently wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into a warm embrace. “I'm so proud of you," Jack whispered into her ear, his voice filled with genuine admiration as she pressed a kiss to his jaw.

The two of them migrated to their room, he helped her slip out of her dress, his hands resting on the soft skin of her hips as he pressed a kiss to her shoulder, then her neck, and then on her lips. She smiled into his lips as her hands wrapped around his neck, as he helped slip her bra off and slipped one of his oversized t-shirts over her head, pulling away for just a second to get the shirt over her head and then kissing her once again.

“I really wanna continue this,” she mumbled against his lips as her hand cupped his face, “but I'm so tired,” she whispered as he smiled into her skin, face dipping down to the rest of her shoulder as he nodded along with her. “Let’s go to bed then,” he whispered against her skin before stripping himself of his dress pants and shirt and slipping on a pair of sweats.

She crawled under the covers, her entire body sinking into the soft mattress as the stress and bustle of the day left her body. Her head found comfort on his chest, hands intertwining with his, resting against his abdomen. She smiled at the gentle rise and fall of his chest, she could hear the faint thrum of his heart, she let out soft breaths as she felt his thumb begin to draw little patterns on the exposed skin of the small of her back.

With a tender gaze, Jack looked down at the woman he loved, her eyes reflecting the fatigue of the day but also the undeniable joy that lingered. The soft lighting in the room accentuated the warmth of the moment, the lights outside the window peeked through the curtains and illuminated her face as Jack examined how perfect she looked in that moment.

“I’ve been thinking about the future a lot today, our future,” she whispered as her hand squeezed his, “and I can’t imagine a future or even life without you in mine,” she pressed a kiss to his chest. A warmth spread through Jack's chest as he absorbed her sentiments, “would it be crazy if I said that I want to marry you?” "Crazy? No" Jack replied, his voice filled with genuine happiness as he sat up a little to reach into his bedside table. 

"I was gonna give this to you this summer at the Lakehouse,” he sat up a little more, her sitting up as well and facing him with tears in her eyes, “I went to your parent’s house a few weeks ago and asked for permission to, cause I wanted to do it right.” “Yes I’ll marry you,” she wiped away her tears as he laughed at her quick response. “You didn’t even let me ask you,” he whispered as he opened the tiny velvet box in his hands.

She gasped at the sight of the delicate gold ring in the box, an amber gemstone adorned the band, her hand flew up to her mouth, the silence her gasps and tears as she looked back up at Jack. “Will you marry me?” She didn’t respond this time, rather she reached out to gently cup his face to capture his lips with hers.

“You didn’t answer me this time,” he mumbled against her lips as she laughed at how all over the place she was. “Of course I’ll marry you J,” She pulled away to see him just as tear-eyed as her, and with a smile that reflected the promise of a shared future, Jack took the ring and delicately slid it onto her finger.

The room, now filled with the glow of their shared happiness as they whispered short words about how much they loved one another before falling asleep in one another’s arms.

★★★★

Jack stood in the classroom doorway, a shy smile on his face as he watched her in her element, children surrounded her on the rainbow carpet as she read aloud to the thirty-something students who all listened attentively.

“Can I help you,” her educational assistant stood in front of the dopey-smiled man who held a lunch bag in his grasp. “Yes sorry, I’m her fiance, she left her lunch at home,” he said with a nervous grin as the woman nodded and let him in.

Their eyes met across the room as she gave him a soft smile but turned back to the pages of the book, pride filled his chest as he watched her from afar, talking so gently to all the little ears listening to her every word. 

It was great to see her living out her dream

“You must be Jack, a hockey player right?” he nodded, “she talks about you all the time, it’s very cute,” she grinned as Jack’s face broke out into a deep shade of red. “She should only be a few more minutes, they have outdoor recess in about five minutes,” the woman added before continuing with sorting through the kid’s work from the day. He nodded thankfully as Eve wrapped up her book and instructed the kids to go out in the hall to get their jackets on in time for the bell.

Eve re-entered the class alone this time, a smile on her face as she looked to Jack who was leaning up against her desk, “You forgot your lunch, and I took a maintenance day so I thought I’d stop by and see your class” he smiled and placed the bag in her hands as she stood up on her tiptoes and pressed a kiss to his lips. “Thank you,” his hands fell to her hips as he smiled at her cute little outfit, a band t-shirt from the first concert they went to together, tucked into the waistband of her midi skirt that hugged her curves in the prettiest ways.

“I met your co-worker, and she was telling me about how much you talk about me,” he teased, watching as her cheeks reddened just slightly as she shrugged. Her hands moved up to fix the messy unkept curls on his head that she had been begging him to cut, “that’s just Emma, she likes to gossip,” she smiled widely as he nodded. “Still, you like to talk about me,” he squeezed her hips as she pulled away to sit at her desk and start eating her lunch.

Jack grew distracted as he looked around the room, the toys, the little shoes, all the colours, his mind wandered to her with the kids, she seemed to glow with passion as she read to the little ones on the couch.

“What are you thinking about?” she poked his thigh as she began to unwrap her sandwich, offering him half. He took it and looked back at her, “just about you, and kids,” he confessed as she looked at him with wide eyes. “Like me teaching, or me with a baby?” “Both I guess, you just look so in your element when you are with kids, it’s cute,” he shrugged as he bit into the corner of the sandwich.

Eve stared at him wide-eyed, “Do you, do you want kids now?” she whispered, almost as if it was a secret just between them as if they weren’t the only people in the room. “Not now per se, you just started working and we’re busy, but I wouldn’t hate to have kids at a younger age,” she nodded as he looked at her with hopeful eyes, “only if you want to though, I’ll have kids whenever you want kids.” “I wasn’t aware you wanted kids,” she smiled, “not that that is a bad thing, I love kids, and I want to have so many babies with you. Just maybe in a  few years,” she said which gained a nod from him.

Jack leaned over and pressed a kiss to her lips, “whenever you’re ready I’m ready,” he grinned as she pulled away a little breathless from the surprise of his lips on hers, “okay now what other snacks did you pack with you?” he asked as he began to dig through her lunch bag. A gasp left her lips as she watched him steal the bag of pretzels, “You’re such a mooch!” “But you love me,” he said in a sing-song voice as she laughed at how cheesy he was.

★★★★

She stared at the pregnancy test on the counter, face down as she leaned against the counter, fingers massaging her temples. This couldn’t be happening right now.

With the playoffs just on the cusp of starting and the stress of getting Luke moved in and settled she completely lost track of herself, and now she was staring at a face-down pregnancy test on her counter.

She had just gotten her life together. The couple had decided on a longer engagement because of their lack of time to plan, she only had a steady teaching job for a little under a year, too much was going on in their lives, and she was not ready for this type of responsibility

A minute remained on the timer, and her heart had never been beating so hard in her entire life as she watched the seconds pass by.

She listened as the boys entered the apartment, Jack yelled out a loud “Honey we’re home,” which immediately added pressure onto the pile of stress that was building in her chest.

“Oh god,” she whispered as she flipped over the test to reveal a second line, one of her hands covering her mouth to silence the quiet cries leaving her lips as she felt the stinging of tears staring. She blinked them away, her mind going a million miles an hour as she tried to calm herself down, comforting thoughts of Jack and his excitement to have kids flashed through her mind as she stared at the stick.

A quiet knock startled her out of her thoughts, “you okay in there?” “I don’t really know,” she said weakly. “What can I do to help you?” he asked softly from the other end.

She opened the door to reveal her shocked state, the pregnancy test in her hands as she looked to Jack who just looked at it with wide eyes, “You’re pregnant?” She nodded and walked into his arms, his chest quieting her cries as he just held her, “I'm so scared,” she whispered as he pressed a kiss to her temple. “What are you scared of?” She dried her tears and opened her mouth to answer, instead becoming choked up by the tears in the back of her throat. Let's sit down and just talk about it,” he said, pulling away to go and shut their bedroom door so Luke couldn't hear the topic of conversation.

They sat on the edge of the bed, she pressed the test into the palm of his hand, Jack couldn’t help but smile softly at the thought of having a little Eve running around.

“I don’t know, I feel scared. This is a huge responsibility, and our lives are already so hectic, and I just finally got my shit together–” “Hey," Jack interrupted gently, "we got this, okay? We're a team. And no matter what, we're in this together,” she took a deep breath and nodded, “that being said we can go see your doctor and figure out our options if this isn’t something you wanna do yet,” he felt her nod, his hands ran through her curls, gently massaging her shoulder as he pressed a kiss to the side of her face. 

They were in the doctor’s office at the next available date, Jack sat in the uncomfortable plastic chair of the doctor’s office as the women squeezed a generous amount of gel on Eve’s bare stomach. The young girl’s hand held his as they watched the tiny image appear on the screen. The doctor spoke very calmly as she informed them of all the things taking place during the early stages of pregnancy.

“Would you like to hear the heartbeat? If you’re comfortable of course,” the woman asked as she looked at the young couple, Jack looked to his fiance for the answer to which she softly nodded her head. The heartbeat was fast, it had Jack grinning as he looked up to see the tears in Eve’s eyes, a little smile adorning her face as she watched the screen with soft intensity.

The doctors stepped out for a second to give the couple some space, “we are gonna be parents,” Eve whispered, her eyes still on the screen. “Yeah?” “Yeah, you're gonna be a dad,” she whispered, her tone a little more sure as she finally looked Jack in the eyes, the two of them in tears as he squeezed her hands, he stood up and leaned over the bed to press a kiss to her hairline. “You're gonna be the best mom ever Eve, you are amazing,” he whispered as she wiped away his tears and looked back at the screen.

They got home that night and spent the entirety of the rest of their day talking about the future, sharing their fears, hopes, and what all of this meant for the years to come. Jack reassured her, promising to be there every step of the way. As they talked, the initial shock transformed into a soft understanding of what their life together was growing into, to embrace the unexpected with open hearts. The fear didn't disappear completely, but it was replaced with a growing sense of excitement and eagerness to face whatever lay ahead.

★★★★

The summer came slowly, the devils exited the playoffs in the second round after a good run, and everyone headed back to their hometowns for the off-season.

Luke flew back to Michigan for the summer, Quinn was off doing his own thing for a few weeks, and Jack and Eve stayed in Jersey for her to finish out the school year all while getting an early start on getting the apartment ready for the baby being welcomed into the family around the new year.

Come to the end of June the entire Hughes family now found themselves back at the Lakehouse, summer was in the air once again, and everyone was ready for the next two weeks of relaxing before summer training started up once again.

Eve had it all planned out, hiding the baby was starting to get hard as she began to show and the boys continued to point out her lack of drinking over her first week off. She made dinner for the Hughes family, Jim and Ellen drove up for the first weekend, all of their babies were in the same household for the first time in nearly a year, and everyone was ready for a weekend of good quality family time.

Eve had a stack of sonograms packed away in her suitcase, each in a little envelope for each member of the Hughes family.

Ellen rounded up all of the boys into the dining room and helped serve each of them, all of them were starved after a day of golfing at the country club just across the lake, so they had no issues finding their way to the table and digging in as soon as their plates were placed in front of them. Conversations flowed as they talked about their summers so far, they attempted to talk hockey, but Ellen shut that down, pulling the no hockey at the dinner table rule that she had when they were still living under her roof.

Jack held Eve’s hand over the table, the two of them a little nervous but so excited to share the news of baby Hughes.

“You’re quiet today,” Quinn looked to his sister-in-law as she just shrugged and continued to sip off her water. “We actually have something to give you all,” Jack picked the envelopes from the ground beside his chair and handed them out to his family members.

The second the envelope landed in his mother’s hands she knew exactly what was inside, “you’re kidding,” she ripped the paper envelope and revealed little scans from their ten-week appointment, “oh my god, is this real?” Eve nodded which elicited a chorus of surprised and excited exclamations from the Hughes family.

Quinn stared at the sonogram for a moment, his eyes widening in realization. "Wait, seriously?" he asked, looking between Jack and Eve. Jack beamed with pride, nodding. "Yeah, Quinn. We're having a baby” Quinn's expression shifted from shock to a wide grin, “holy shit that's incredible!" he exclaimed, reaching over to give Eve a gentle hug, "congratulations!"

Each family member opened their envelope and saw the sonogram, each reaction a mix of surprise, happiness, and love. Ellen wiped away a few tears as she hugged Eve tightly.

Jim Hughes, typically a man of few words, looked at the sonogram, then at Jack and Eve, and just nodded which for some reason felt a bit like a stab, but the couple just shook off his lack of reaction.

Luke, who had been the last to open his envelope, stared at the sonogram in his hands with wide eyes before breaking and looking up at his brother, and the woman who had become his older sister, “you guys, I’m almost in tears,” he got up from his spot at the table to hug his brother and sister-in-law, “I'm going to be an uncle!" he declared, hugging his brother and sister-in-law.

Later that night Jim walked outside to see Eve curled up with a book in her hand, snuggled under a blanket on one of the patio couches, her mind not focused on the book but rather the way the sunset looked on the lake. He took a seat beside her startling her from her peace, she jumped a little and looked at the man who gave her an apologetic look.

They stared at each other for a second, it was always a little tense between them, not for any particular reason, just simply because they were both rather reserved individuals. “I’ve always thought of you as a daughter, I hope you know that,” he said lowly, she was a little taken aback by the vulnerability, “I know I don’t show it, but you mean a lot to my son and family, and I’m really glad that you and Jack found each other.” Eve smiled, eyes lined with tears as she nodded along with his words, “You guys are gonna make really good parents.” “Thank you Jim, and thank you for raising such an amazing son,” she whispered as he motioned for her to come over and hug him.

They stood there for a second, awkwardly embraced, Jack and Ellen stood inside on the other end of the kitchen window with wide eyes.

“I think he felt bad he didn’t say anything at dinner,” she whispered as Jack’s attention remained on his fiance and father who sat back down and continued their conversation, “he cares about you two, and he is really proud, he just doesn’t know how to express it,” and with that Ellen pressed a kiss to her son’s cheek and headed in the direction of the living room.

Jack stayed there watching, eyes welled with tears as he witnessed the quiet, heartfelt moment between Eve and his father.

★★★★

Eve laid in bed, her face broken out in a smile as she felt her baby girl kick, “Jack,” she whispered, waking him up from his nap, his hand in her grasp as she pressed his palm to her stomach. “Did you feel that,” she whispered as Jack’s eyes fluttered open. "Yeah, I felt it," Jack mumbled, a mix of awe and sleepiness in his voice. He rubbed his eyes and focused on the gentle movements beneath his hand.

Their baby girl seemed to have a mind of her own, making her presence known in the quiet moments. Jack smiled, a deep sense of connection settling in as he felt the kicks beneath his palm.

"She's active today, huh?" he said, his voice filled with tenderness. Eve nodded, her eyes fixed on Jack's face as he experienced the magic of the moment. "She's going to be a little hockey player, just like her dad." “She can be whatever she wants, as long as she's happy and healthy,” he whispered and propped himself on his elbow to gently place a kiss on Eve's bump.

Eve watched him with adoration; the anticipation for their daughter's arrival filled her chest as Jack's hand remained on Eve's stomach.

“Can I ask you a question?” he looked up from her belly to her eyes, looking at him with so much love as she nodded, “is it bad that i'm a little scared to be a dad?” Eves smiled softened as her hand traveled down to caress his cheek, “it's not bad at all, I'm so nervous about all of it, but we are a team, and we're gonna figure it out together,” she answered honestly, her hand moving from his cheek to running through his messy bed head. Jack's gaze met hers, and he took a deep breath. "I just want to be the best dad for her, you know? I want to make sure I’m the best for her." Eve nodded, her thumb back to tracing comforting circles on his cheek, "and you will, Jack. You already love her so much, and that's the most important thing.” 

Jack nodded at her words, chest feeling a little lighter from the vulnerability, his hand moving from her bump to hold hers, pressing light kisses to her knuckles, “I’m the luckiest guy ever, you’re perfect,” he whispered as he leaned over to kiss her on the lips. They lingered in the quiet afterglow of their shared vulnerability, surrounded by the anticipation of their growing family.

★★★★

“She’s so little,” Jack whispered as the nurse placed baby Mei in his arms for some skin-on-skin contact, his voice full of emotion as he stared at his daughter who looks like a spotting image of her mother.

Eve watched her fiance through tired eyes, “she's perfect,” she smiled as Jack looked up at her on the verge of tears. “You did this,” he whispered, amazed, filling his tone as he looked baby down at the cooing baby in his arms, marveling at the tiny fingers and the soft, peaceful expression on her face. The weight of responsibility and the beauty of the moment seemed to collide for him, and he felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude.

“You should try and get some rest.” Eve shook her head and continued to watch Jack and Mei’s first real interactions, “how am i meant to sleep when you have your shirt off like a slut and you're holding our baby,” she teased which made him smirk at her forwardness. “You think I look hot like this?”Jack chuckled, as he heard a hum of agreement. Eve grinned, feeling a surge of warmth at the playful banter despite the tiredness, "you're certainly rocking the dad look right now.” Jack rolled his eyes in mock offense. "You love it." "I do," Eve admitted with a soft laugh. "I love everything about this," she motioned to his current state.

Eve fell asleep soon after, the stress of the night and exhaustion taking over caused her to drift off just after Mei’s first feeding.

Jack sat quietly in the corner of the room, Mei in the bassinet provided by the hospital, his hand bed gently stroking his daughter's cheek as she quietly cooed at the feeling of her father’s touch. “You look just like your mama,” he whispered, her face following the sound of his voice, as if she recognized him which made his heart leap in his chest. “My baby Mei, there is not a thing in the world i wouldn't do to protect you, or give you,” he picked her up and gently placed her back on his chest.

Jack's voice softened as he continued to speak to his newborn daughter, "I never thought I could feel so much love for someone I just met," Jack whispered, his gaze fixed on Mei's delicate features. "Your mom and I, we're going to give you the best life."

As Mei nestled against Jack's chest, he marvelled at the tiny human, a creation of his and Eve’s love. The weight of responsibility blended seamlessly with the joy of fatherhood, filling his whole being as he continued to watch his baby.

In the dimly lit hospital room, a new family was born – a family bound by love and the shared journey of raising their beloved daughter

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#keeperofmyheartau!! #jack hughes #jack hughes fluff #jack hughes imagine #jack hughes fic #jack hughes blurb

[yeahspider]

biking (solo) 🫀

Ve’s note - hyunlix smutty thoughts . that’s all . i’m actually sober for once so I’ll proofread this a lil . nsfw mdni . gn !reader . will do a part two if it’s requested !! enjoy my bees <3

thinking about how jealous hyunlix gets when they see someone else is holding your attention . you were theirs , rather you knew it or not . yeah it wasn’t exclusive , that’s been established everytime you’ve fucked . always leaving before morning light . no kidding . because ironically you considered that too intimate .

it’s hyunjin who notices it first . you were all at a house party . felix and him were attached to the hip as always . but you were running astray for tonight . deciding that the loser who’s holding a conversation with you is more worthy .

hyunjin sees how you laugh at whatever joke the man says . jealously coursing through his veins . you should only laugh at their jokes . he tugs on lix’s waist urging him to follow him into the kitchen to steal you away .

now felix handles his jealously a little differently . insecurity riddles through him . were they not enough ? did they not fuck you as good as others ? he didn’t think that was right . not with the way you reacted to their touches . when hyunjin walks out to you felix finally notices the man . some loser that isn’t worthy of you .

hyunjin grabs your hand and tugs you and felix away . ignoring your protests . variations of the words asshole and cockblock flying from your mouth . once hyunjin gets to a spare room in the house he slams the door . felix goes to sit on the bed . willing to let hyunjin lead this conversation .

words fly and curses soar as you two go back in forth . felix realizes you two aren’t really listening to each other . just letting words be said . what a waste . so he gets up and kisses you deep and hard . promoting you to speak in the language that you all understand . fucking .

hyunjin takes his jealousy out on you . he has you on top of felix . grinding yourself against his cock as the younger boy whimpers beneath you .

“you think you can get away with making us jealous ?”

“you’re ours , only we can make you break like this”

“ make felix cum first . don’t you think he deserves it after all you’ve put him through?”

felix is a mess underneath you . he loves the absolute power hyunjin and you have over him . but he can’t help the insecurities that scratch beneath the surface of his skin . as you grind harder on his cock .

“am i not pretty enough for you?”

“does that dude fuck you better than us?

felix sees you shake your head in disagreement but it’s not enough to pacify his fears .

hyunjin hates hearing the doubt come out of his mouth . he lands a hit on your ass which only leads you to moan .

“use your words doll . you were just wasting them on that loser . put them to good use now.”

hearing you admit that no one fuck you better than them sends felix over the edge . as his cum splatters out on his stomach he feels you lean down to kiss him . something that has never happened before . you whisper that he’s the prettiest into his lips like a prayer . one of your fingers swirling in the cum on his tummy . spelling out the phrase “i’m sorry”

while this is enough for felix it isn’t for hyunjin . he yanks you up and spins you around to face him .

“you might’ve made up with felix but im still upset . and you’re gonna make it up to me right ”

#stray kids smut #stray kids x reader #stray kids fanfic #stray kids imagines #stray kids reactions #stray kids scenarios #stray kids headcanons #stray kids fluff #yeahspider #hwang hyunjin x you #hwang hyujin imagines #hwang hyunjin x reader #hwang hyunjin angst #hwang hyunjin smut #hwang hyunjin fanfic #hwang hyunjin fluff #lee felix fic #lee felix angst #lee felix fanfic #lee felix smut #lee felix fluff #lee felix imagines #lee felix x reader #hyunjin smut #hyunlix

[cosmal]

hiii babe 🍰

spacey jane: james potter + i knew by lizzy mcalpine.

i knew that you loved me when i saw that my shoes was untied you bent down to tie it in the middle of the street

shoelaces

summary — james potter ties your shoes up in the middle of the street. you love him.

content — james potter x fem!reader, she/her, fluff

note — thank you this was such a cute request

The faster you walk, the more you get hit by the snow. The wind picks it up and blows it in your face. It’s so cold it feels like needles against your numb cheeks.

James has your hand inside his pocket because you’d forgotten your gloves and you wouldn’t take his.

“Y/N, sweetheart, take these.”

“No, because then you’ll be cold.”

“Right, then give me your hands.”

You’re both half trudging down the sludge against the pavement, James’s hand tightens too hard when he thinks you might slip.

“Why has Sirius invited us to his place on one of the coldest days of the year?” James grumbles. Half an hour ago he was giddy with excitement to see Sirius’s new flat.

“And why did you park three blocks away?” you ask.

James ignores you. You both know it’s because there wasn’t a single park, you just like to tease.

You’re almost there but every step you take feels heavy, like his flat just won’t get any closer. You go to cross the road right outside where you’re supposed to be and can feel your shoelaces hitting your ankle.

“Shit, my lace,” you mumble. You’re too close to slipping, you can’t imagine tripping over.

James stops right in the middle of the street when he looks down at your feet. “Stop,” he says softly. You stop with him when your arms snags against his.

He bends down onto one knee right into the snow and you gawp. “James!”

He swats your foot. “Stand still, angel.”

You do as he says. Mostly because you want him to hurry. “What are you bloody doing?”

“Babe, I don’t want to be a smartass right in the middle of the road,” he snorts, tightening your laces a little too hard, “but I’m tying your shoelaces up.”

“Yes, James,” you chide. “In the middle of the road.”

He makes two loops and if you weren’t too busy watching the corner to your left, you’d laugh at his bunny-ear method. With love, of course. He’s adorable. But right now, you’re a little peeved.

James looks up at you with soft eyes and a bright smile. You melt faster than the falling snow. You’re half annoyed because he’s being reckless, but also half adored because he’s being reckless on behalf of you. “I didn’t want you tripping.”

You want to put your hands in his hair. You also don’t want to encourage him. “Thank you, James, truly baby,” you hurry, words a little jammed, still genuine, “but please hurry up. I don’t want to get flattened.”

“I’d never let that happen,” he says, a little offended, a lot loving.

“I know.”

James grins. “Double knots?”

You roll your eyes, still annoyed. Shaking your foot you say, “C’mon, up.”

James gets up, letting you pull him into your side to cross the rest of street. Standing under a street lamp you stop still. James stops too, though hesitant.

“What’s up? Your other shoelace undone?” he frowns.

“No, it’s good.”

You needle your arms under his, pushing through the fleece of his parka jacket, angling your head up to look at him. James looks confused, still, he wraps his arms around your back with a ruffle of synthetic materials.

“I know it’s cold, baby,” he starts, squeezing you close, “but don’t you want to get inside? I’ll hug you all over Sirius’s new couch if y’want.”

His head blocks the the street lamp, curls haloed by warm yellow light and a falling of snow. You watch it decorate his hair and scatter in his too-long lashes, landing on the lenses of his glasses, and for the hundredth time since you met him, you think he’s the prettiest boy you’ve ever seen. It’s always just as startling as the first time.

“Did you just tie my laces in the middle of the street?”

James might think you’re scolding him. Though your features are soft and little too lovesick. You seem quite dizzied.

James grins boyishly. “Yeah…”

“We could’ve been hit by a lorry,” you laugh, half smothered by a chattering of your teeth.

“We could also freeze to death out here,” he says back.

“James…” you mumble, hiding your face in his chest. He smells like damp fleece and dwindling cologne that the wind keeps picking up.

“What?” he lets out a startled laugh, shielding your cold head with his big hand. Your hair is already half-damp. He’s starting to regret not letting you out at the front of Sirius’s building and finding a park himself.

“You love me,” you say suddenly, voice tainted with girlish laughter.

“Of course, I do,” he says. He smooths a kiss into your hair for good measure.

“Only boys who love you tie your laces up in the middle of the street.” You pull back your head from his chest and catch his gaze. He looks a mixture of confused and a little fond.

“How do you know that?” he feigns shock, “Who else has been tying up your shoes, huh?”

You shake your head, giggling, “No one.”

He dips you back, arms tight around your torso. Mouth hovering over yours, he says, “Who else?”

“No one,” you repeat, huffing a high pitched laugh. “Just you.”

He kisses you. Soft and quick and all things cold. You can’t help the smile that presses up against his lips. “Good,” he murmurs quickly.

You try to kiss him back. He grins all smug when he has you chasing his mouth. He stops when you huff, letting you too willingly kiss him.

“Should only be me tying up your shoes,” he says.

“Yeah,” you hum back.

And obviously he is. He doesn’t let you tie your own laces ever again when you’re around him.

#james potter #james potter x reader #james potter x female!reader #james potter x yn #james potter x you #james potter fluff #james potter fanfic #james potter fan fic #james potter one shot #james potter headcanon #james potter x fem!reader #james potter drabbles #james potter imagine #james potter drabble #james potter fanfiction #marauders #the marauders fanfiction #marauders fanfiction #marauders x reader #the marauders

[kaciidubs]

Hi kaciiii bby what about hyunnie and sungie wearing matching skirts and panties for reader

Nonnie, I love this thought soooo much, so sit with me for a second and let's picture it together, shall we?

✧. ┊ Warnings; Feminization, Dom! Reader, Sub! Hyunjin and Jisung, Jisung is referred to as Sungie, and Pretty/Baby Boy, Hyunjin is referred to as Hyune, Angel, and Princess, Reader is referred to as Jagi, Love, Mommy and Miss

"Come on, boys, show me already!"

Of course they'd have you waiting even though they were the ones insisting that you wait in the bedroom since they had something to show you - and by them, you really mean Jisung who simply roped Hyunjin into his antics.

However, when the ensuite bathroom door opened, the several minutes of waiting were immediately well worth it; your eyes landing on pastels and frills that made your heart flutter.

Jisung was the first one out, all pale lanky legs and smooth thighs that begged for marks of any kind - a pretty pink, ruffled skirt adorned in lace barely reaching the middle of his thighs, while a simple cropped white sweater accentuated his slim waist.

"Tada!" His smile was as bright as the sun, spinning around just enough for the skirt to flare out at the bottom. "What do you think? Hyunnie and I bought them the other day!"

He and Hyunjin... bought them?

"Sungie, you mean- You're matching?"

He scoffed, rolling his eyes as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "Well, yeah - can't you see-" Turning his head to the empty space next to him, his smile fell into a pout, "Hyune, come on! What are you still in there for?!"

"I don't want to do it anymore." Came his distant voice from the bathroom, sounding somewhat annoyed about something unseen.

"Why?! You looked fine when we were changing!"

"The skirt is all wrinkly!"

Jisung groaned, tossing his head back before snapping it back in your direction, pleading eyes on full blast, "Jagi?"

You scooted yourself toward the end of the bed, letting your legs dangle over the side, "Come on, angel, I'm sure you look beautiful - can't you let me see and decide for myself?"

A moment of silence, followed by a short huff and slow footsteps before your second boyfriend revealed himself; a bashful blush tinting his cheeks as he stepped further into the room.

His skirt was the same as Jisung's, but instead of pink it was a beautiful pastel blue that made those dancer legs of his look softer underneath all that sculpted muscle - not to mention the same matching sweater, though his seemed to have blue ribbons threaded through the sides, while Jisung's had pink ribbons threaded through the sleeves.

Regardless, they both looked like glorious pieces of dessert waiting to be feasted on.

"Oh my..." You breathed softly, looking between your two partners, "Aren't you two just the prettiest gifts I've ever seen? My pretty baby boy, and my pretty, pretty princess - look at you two!"

Hyunjin hid his face with one of his oversized sleeves, while Jisung shifted in his spot needily.

"We... We have another surprise for you, Mommy."

You didn't have the chance to question his allusion as his hands made their way to the edge of his skirt, grabbing the frilled lace and tugging it up, up, up, until he revealed-

Oh.

Oh fuck.

A pair of sheer blue panties hugged his hips, taut against the shape of his dick - chubbing beautifully from the influx of attention - with a pretty white bow sitting above his pelvis.

Shifting your gaze, you realized Hyunjin was holding his skirt up with his free hand, brazenly exposing the way his longer cock laid snug along his hip underneath a pair of sheer pink panties with another white bow just below his navel - the set that seemingly belonged to Jisung's outfit.

"Baby boy," you cooed, watching as Jisung perked at your saccharine tone, "Princess," you called, which was more than enough for Hyunjin to drop his hand from his face - faint strands from his pony tail framing him like a picture.

"Yes, Miss?"

"Can you both come a little closer? I'd like to see what else we can get to match."

[Unedited]

#✧. ┊ kacii answers #✧. ┊ anony nonie #skz smut #stray kids smut #hwang hyunjin smut #han jisung smut #hwang hyunjin x reader #han jisung x reader

[sophswritingthings]

Omg i got this little idea. so Mizu with a reader, whos basically really pretty, respectable basically a It girl and i mean like shes not known as the prettiest girl in town but.. very close. And this comes with its cons as shes constantly dealing with flirting and she just gets stressed out and lashes out. 😭

pairing: mizu x popular!fem!reader

warning(s): swearing, mentions of murder

a/n: mizu will do murder for you dw baby! she got you <3

summary: you were popular, in town. always have been, always will be. one of the prettiest girls in the town, they said. they’d always whisper about how you chose some lost-boy samurai over a prince. but that didn’t mean the flirting had stopped.

word count: 377 words / 2,064 characters

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you were fixing your lipstick, gazing at yourself in the mirror. pretty, you were. you were told over and over again, by many of men, many of women, even.

but only one person who told you—you were sure actually meant it.

your girl. your love. your samurai.

a kiss landed on your shoulder.

“pretty girl,” she whispered, her voice raspy and deep. you always loved her voice—it was comforting. attractive, even. “my pretty girl.”

you let out a breathy laugh, “all yours.”

“hm. exactly,” her arms wrapped tight around your waist, tracing circles on your hips with her fingers.

“are you going out today?” you question, finishing your lipstick.

“yes, I am,” she releases her grip from your waist, sliding on her hat and glasses. damn it, you hated those glasses—you loved her eyes. you thought they were gorgeous.

and yet she had to hide them from the world.

“I thought so.” you sighed, “I’ll see you later than, my love?”

she kissed the top of your head, “of course, beautiful.”

she slipped out the door, shutting it behind her. you gathered to your feet, grabbing your things and heading out the door. by the time you did, mizu had disappeared into the forest.

you found your way into the streets, ready to do a bit of shopping.

but not before you got a shit ton of creepy comments thrown at you.

constantly harassed in the streets, flirted with despite your relationship status. you even tied your kimono the proper way for a taken woman, and you still got harassed. 

“oh, for fucks sake!” you drop your basket onto the floor, your eyes narrowed. you gaze at the man with fire in your brown eyes. “please for the love of god, leave me alone! I am taken. happily, I may add.”

you seemed to spook the man, seeing him back up a little at your sudden temper.

that was before his eyes went wide, blood spurting everywhere. his head rolled to the ground in front of you, backing up before it could touch your feet.

you looked up from the ground to see mizu standing there.

“hm,” she huffed, stepping toward you. “you okay?”

you chuckle, letting your arms slip up onto her shoulders, “I am now.”

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a/n: I hope I understood what you asked lmao 😭

#mizu x you #mizu x reader #mizu blue eye samurai #mizu #blue eyed samurai #x reader #ask #asked and answered #fic #fanfic #fanfiction #request #fic request

[pjmxtra]

I want more time with you…ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

જ⁀➴ pairing: idol boyfriend! Ni-ki x gn!reader

જ⁀➴ synopsis: Dating an idol is harder then you thought it would be.

જ⁀➴ genre: fluff, angst (?)

જ⁀➴ notes: TWO POSTS IN ONE DAY?!???!!!?? NEVER HAPPENING AGAIN PLS Once again it’s all over the place but it’s readable :) i hope !! pls request !!

The soft rustle of tree leaves brushing against each other and the piitter padder of the rain didn’t help in your situation. The feeling of longing in your chest was at its peck. You knew dating Riki was gonna have little to no time spent together. You where 99% willing to go through that just to be with him but that 1% is kicking in.

All you needed right now was him. It was bad day from the start. You had woken up late and got scolded by your manager at work. While working you had messed up an order and had gotten yelled at by a costumer. At this point you a hundred percent believed the world was against you today.

You shuffled through your bag and pulled out your phone. Opening the Camera app and begin to take pictures of everything you saw. Whenever you went out you always found something to send him. Whether it be the food you has ordered or how pretty a flower looked. Sending him pictures always made it seem like he was right there with you.

Pulling up his contact then picking the photos you found the prettiest and hitting send. You shut off your phone knowing he wouldn’t be able to answer since his schedule was so busy. Yet you still anticipated the little buzz from your phone.

Slowly walking through the crowded sidewalks, rapped up in one of his jackets. Umbrellas overtaking the sky as people passed. You couldn’t help but think about him even more.

How it would be so romantic if he was here and you two had to share an umbrella. Crapped under it as you found warmth in his arms. As you made it to the front of your apartment you let out a tired sigh. Yet another day without him in this sad sad place.

Opening the door as you had a million times, the familiar scent of home washed over. As you walked around the apartment your mind wondered to memories you had made here with him. Remembering all the movie nights you guys had and all the arts and crafts you “forced” him to do. Deep down you knew how much he loved them.

Making your way to small kitchen your eyes landed on mug. Not just any mug tho one that you and Ni-ki had gotten together on your 2nd date. You had once again dragged him along some fun adventure. Letting out a little laugh you couldn’t help but think that pottery wasn’t his strong suit. The clay was lumpy and slanted. Still, it was the best gift you had ever received.

A soft buzz interrupted your train of though. The bright light of your phone illuminated your face as you read the message.

“It’s so pretty. Just like you 🫶🏻 - Ni-ki boy”

You let out a laugh at how cheesy he was. Blushing at the comment. It reminded you of the first time he really called you beautiful. Yeah he has said you look beautiful on the first date and so on, but there was one moment you knew he really meant it from the bottom of his heart.

You remember it like yesterday. The gentle blow of the wind washed over you both. It was the evening after dating for a month or so. It wasn’t a special day or anything just wanting to be each others presence. Sitting on a park bench as you both watched the kids and dogs run around having the time of their life.

Your hands intertwined as you sat close to each other. The sun kissed you so perfectly. Riki felt his heart jump from his chest at the sight. Cheeks heating up as he’s hands started to get clammy. It was so cheesy and romantic it felt like it came straight out of a drama.

He let a sigh escape past his lips. Unintentionally grabbing your attention away from the others. You tilted you head towards him letting a smile paint your features. How could he be so lucky to have such a beautiful girlfriend? He was truly amazed that he had you as his. He stared into you eyes as he let the words slip out of his mouth with ease.

“You are so beautiful”

Silence washed over the two. Not an awkward one. You took a couple of seconds to compose yourself. You are quite used to having someone to call you such sweet names. You tried to play it off by shoving him a little bit.

“Duh I know” You teased. Ni-ik let out one of his well known laughs. You couldn’t help but laugh along with him. His laugh was just as contagious as his pretty smile. Letting the moment sink in you wished you could stay here forever. With him. Just you two and no one else. That’s all you needed.

You let out a sigh as you remembered the fond memory. Soon the silence became overwhelming. You had always been an emotional person so remembering these memories did not help what so ever. Your water line fighting tears back as they threatened to fall. A knock at the door rang through the room.

Jumping a little at the sudden sound. Making your was slowly to the door, whipping your tears on the way. Swinging the door open gently it soon revealed your one and only boyfriend. He was covered from head to toe just in case not to get recognized. You stood there in shock since you didn’t expect him to come over.

“Ni-ki?” You hushed out moving to the side to allow him in. As he came in he pulled down is mask and cap. Revealing his highlighted hair.

“Hi baby” he said closing the door behind him before pulling you into a long, crushing hug. His familiar smell over coming all senses. Holding him back tightly the water works began to turn. Slowly tears started to fall on his coat. He felt you shacking and pulled back. Finally being able to see your shining eyes gloss over with tears.

“Hey, hey what’s wrong?” He asked, is a worried tone as he tried his best to whip your tears. You couldn’t stop the tears from falling. It was all to much. You didn’t realize how much you needed him. You had always pushed this feeling away because you knew you had to be strong about this relationship. Yet you couldn’t hind how you felt from him.

“I..” your own sobs making it hard to let a single word out. He was quick to pull you back into a gentle hug. This time letting you have some space to breathe. He softly rubbed the small of you back and let his hand run through your hair. Trying to help you calm down.

Soon your cry’s stopped. All that was left where dried tears and small hiccups.

“I want more time with you.. riki” you kept your head down hands still holding him. Afraid that if you let go all you’ll have left of him where memories.

“Aw baby, you know we have all the time in world.” he spoke trying to make you feel at ease. You looked into his eyes for the first time in a while. Getting emotional once again. “I’m scared… i’m scared i won’t have enough memories of us.” you sighed “I know getting into a relationship with you I would have to sacrifice seeing you ever once in a while.. but i just want more time with you. Before we know it this could be our last” thoughts of not having enough moments and adventures with him made you feel hopeless. Silence washed over you both. Your words that had been unspoken for many many months finally spilled out. Unable to stop.

“I want you to make unforgettable memories with you Riki. I wanna be young and dumb and in love with you. Just give me more time.” Ni-ki’s grip loosened around you. He moved his hands from around you to be placed in your hands. He intertwined them together bringing them close to his chest.

“And we can do all that y/n… I promise we have all the time in the universe. I’m not going anywhere as long as your with me.” He placed his lips on yours giving you a soft peck. Bringing his hand up to whip off the dry tears that had made there way on your cheeks. He closed the gap once again. Hoping this kiss would tell you all you needed to know.

He pulled away just enough for your lips to separate. He stared into your eyes, really taking in the fragile moment. As he pulled you close to him a hushed-

“I love you.” fell past his lips.

જ⁀➴ notes: Help idek what i’m doing in this one shit but i had to write it

#enhypen x reader #enhypen #ni ki scenarios #ni ki x reader #ni ki enhypen #enha niki #niki x reader #niki imagines #niki fluff #niki angst #enha fluff #enha angst #niki #niki dabble