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cashmoneyyysstuff · 3 months

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Crying bc that could never be me bc I never really had close guy friends when I was young please write a one shot or something of childhood friends y/n and Katsuki of Katsuki being immune to cooties and bringing these tendencies to UA together 😭

eeeee i was secretly hoping someone would ask me to talk about this more tehhehehe here you go ! I didn’t rlly get what you meant with him carrying the cootie thing to high school so i wrote this around your ask a lil, hope you don't mind ! i tried honoring your request as best i can, hope you enjoy !

fem reader, polar opposite’s trope except not POLAR opposite’s cus yn is a little shit on the low, mitsuki favoritism lol, mitsuki and katsuki arguing n bein sassy, katsuki gets embarrassed, mitsuki is mischievous, katsuki calling his mother old, yn calls mitsuki ‘miss’, pure fluff honestly, say it with me CHILDHOOD FRIENDS TO LOVERS TROPE WOHOOOO, mentions of making out n kissing, established relationship, cooties lol, lemme know if i missed sum else <3 !!

katsuki wants to do one of three things right now : dissapear, sink into the floor or die—and the more he hears his old hag babbling on and on to you with a familiar photo album in her lap, the more he's starting to find the all three options tempting.

" oh look, this was at you guys' kindergarten graduation ! you were both soooo small, do you remember that ?! "

he hears his mom gush from the other bigger living room couch she's sitting on with you. it's been 15 minutes since you had come over to his house and the plan was for you guys to hang out, watch a movie and get a make out session in before you leave or preferably have you sleep over.

that was the plan, until his old hag came and fucked it up.

15 minutes since she'd dragged you over to the couch and talked your ear off about whatever the fuck moms talk about and you, being the sweetheart that you are, listened patiently the whole time, chatting and giggling out jokes easily. katsuki really, really doesn't know how you do it but he sure as hell respects you for it.

you'd always insisted on being polite with his mom, something about staying in her good graces after you guys had started dating. katsuki thinks that's extremely stupid because his mom has loved you since that day in elementary school when he'd dragged you over to her, his little hand gripping yours tightly and proudly exclaiming you were the one he was gonna marry. you were sweeter and calmer than he was by far and she was immediatly enamoured with you. katsuki's damn near sure she loves you more than she loves him. that in itself isn't the problem. the problem was that she's been hogging you ever since you walked in the door.

usually, katsuki's fast enough to drag you up to his room before she can get her claws in you, but he wasn't fast enough today and that's how he ended up in his current predicament.

" and this one when you came over for christmas—oh, katsuki begged me to let you stay over, you know ? you cannot believe how loud he can get when he doesn't get his way, started rolling around on the floor n' everything ! "

katsuki feels his ears redden the more he listens to this conversation and he wishes so bad for you guys to just fucking go. he could go to his room and avoid this entire conversation in theory, but he'd rather avoid his mom telling you some other embarrassing stories that you absolutely do not need to know about, so he concedes and tries his best to drown the conversation out, scrolling on his phone.

"ou, i have an adorable picture of katsuki in the bath let me find—"

" DON'T FUCKIN’ SHOW HER THAT, HAG ?! " katsuki shrieks, startling you, his mom looks surprised for no more than a milisecond before shooting him a nasty glare unphased by her son's outburst. "what's got you pipin' up now, brat ?" she asks unimpressed.

katsuki practically zooms over and snatches the album away from his mother's grip, shooting her a glare identical to her own. " i'm gonna burn this in your sleep one of these days, i swear. " he grumbles, trudging off to put the album back on one of the shelves of his living room and ignoring his mom wishing him good luck with that. katsuki feels like he's lost a battle when he hears you giggle quietly when he turns away, no doubt his mother had said something about how he was embarrassed to have you see his baby pictures. he vows to get revenge and thinks the best way to start is by throwing this cursed collection of pictures on an open fire. he decides to just put it back on the shelf for now.

“ what a spoilsport, am i right ?” mitsuki nudges you with her shoulder and you giggle at what katsuki personally finds a horrible joke. to each their own though, or whatever.

katsuki scoffs to himself. he makes his way back to the couch and stands in front of you both, arms crossed.

“you done hoggin’ my girlfriend now or are you gonna keep yappin’ some more ?” mitsuki scoffs at her son’s words, wrapping her arms around your frame and pulling you against her tightly when she sees katsuki’s hand creeping towards you, assuming he'd try to pull you away.

“ i’m sure you can be patient for a little longer, as hard as i know it is for you.” you hear katsuki scoff out an insult under his breath, mitsuki pays it no mind. “besides, yn has been enjoyin’ our conversation so far, haven’t ya sweetie ?” she asks. you, again, being the sweet thing that you are, happily nod with a smile. mitsuki looks up at her son with a smug look, her expression screams “see ?”.

“ she’s only agreein’ cus yer fuckin’ holdin’ her hostage.” katsuki grumbles. he feels his patience dwindling at a pace that should definitely be alarming. he looks at you and feels his heart flutter when you offer him an apologetic smile. his patience returns the slightest bit.

“hostage ? don’t be ridiculous katsuki—” then it’s as if a lightbulb goes off, katsuki can practically see it gleaming above her head and he really doesn’t like it.

“he’s always been like that y’know ? all clingy—you remember that right ?!”the excitement in her voice becomes more prominent when she sees you nod enthusiastically. katsuki has a strange, foreboding feeling about this.

“ i remember he’d constantly want you around holdin’ his hand everywhere. one time—" she pauses as she bursts into giggles that, to katsuki, sound more like witch cackles than anything.

“one time you refused to hold his hand because you got scared he’d get cooties” she chuckles. katsuki feels his stomach drop.

“but he said that wouldn’t happen because he was too strong to get them !”

fuck patience.

katsuki grabs you and stalks off so fast you feel like you’re floating a little bit. he quickly yells out a “we’re goin’ to my room, don’t fuckin’ bother us !” then he’s quickly running up the stairs with you in tow. it’s only when you get to the hallway that leads to his bedroom that he looks back at you. he rolls his eyes when he sees you clearly fighting back a laugh.

“be quiet.”

“i didn’t even say anything yet !” you defend, giggling at the same time. katsuki fights back a smile at the sound.

“yeah, but you were going to and i don’t wanna hear it.” he bites. he squeezes your hand afterwards, telling you it was a joke in his own way. in actuality, katsuki could listen to you talk for hours and hours, days on end without getting bored. you’re being a brat right now though, so he won’t tell you that.

you smile at his back as katsuki drags you along muttering to himself about how he “never should’ve left you with that old witch for so long.”

“i remember that, y’know ? the cootie thing.” you admit jokingly. walking up a little faster you catch up to him and walk side by side. he glances at you from the corner of his eye then looks away and scoffs “of course you do.” he groans.

“ you’re mom didn’t mean to embarrass you, i’m sure.” you try to console him despite still snickering at the memory of his face going beet red after his mom had ‘exposed’ him. “and it was nice to see those pictures. it felt all...nostalgic.” you reminisce about the summer days you’d spent over the years with your katsuki with a smile. remembering the days of adventures and melting ice cream. of waterparks and bandaged covered knees.

katsuki doesn’t make a sound next to you and you think he’s just ignoring you until he speaks again, the scowl on his face threatens to melt away. “that old bat had it out for me the entire time. she’s fuckin’ evil incarnate, just doesn’t show it to you.” he feels prideful when he hears you laugh “that’s mean !” you scold through giggles, but his smirk says he’s seen through you. he comes to a stop and backs you up until your back is against the wall.

“yer laughin’ though. not as much of an angel as you’re pretending to be, are ya ?” he teases, leaning in closer to you until your noses brush. you try to fight back the smile that pulls at your mouth but it doesn’t work and after a moment you’re giggling again. katsuki swears every time you laugh an angel gets its wings. he steals a sloppy kiss to hear the sound again.

your hands play with the hem of his plain black shirt. he’s handsome, too handsome. his outfit consisted of a plain black t-shirt and some sweatpants yet he still looks like a model and it makes you want to kiss him silly, call it revenge for looking so good.

“ i’m not pretending to be anything, definitely not an angel.” you chuckle “unlike you, i’m just being nice.” you stick your tongue at him and he chuckles. rolling his eyes, he scoffs. his warm hands reflexively start running up and down your waist.

“yeah well, that’s cus unlike me your ass gets to go home. you’d be less nice if you were stuck in here like i am.” you playfully roll your eyes at his dramatics

“i doubt that. besides, miss mitsuki likes me !”

“she’ll get mad at you for callin’ her miss again.” you gasp, quickly clasping your hand over your mouth as if his mom would hear you from here. katsuki’s snort makes you snort as well.

“c’mon” he urges after a minute, grabbing at your hand and tugging at it “we’re goin’ to my room.” he mumbles out a “fuckin’ finally” and you laugh.

then you get an idea.

you suddenly rip your hand from his and katsuki immediately stops dead in his tracks to stare back at you like you had just insulted him. you let out a tiny snort at his expression.

“the hell are you doin’ ?”

you clasp your hands behind your back and sigh, even looking down at the floor sadly for extra dramatic effect “we can’t risk it, suki.”

“hah ?” katsuki fully turns to you, slowly starting to grow worried at your sudden shift in attitude. “what’re you talking about ?”

“i mean..if we hold hands..” you slowly look up at him, revealing your shit eating grin “you might get cooties..”

katsuki looks at you for about 15 seconds with an incredulous look on his face and you burst out laughing. he’s definitely one of the most expressive people you’d ever met, so seeing what kind of faces he’ll makes next is always fun.

he walks over, grabs your hand and squeezes hard, as punishment you assume. you yelp through giggles.

you hear him let out a disappointment sigh when he turns his back to you and drags you to his room again. you happily follow along behind him like you’d done for years now.

"i really shouldn't have left you with that old hag for so long." he mutters bitterly. you let out a snort and smile to yourself, content that your plan to mess with your boyfriend ended up being succesful. you perk up when he suddenly huffs out a laugh.

" and anyways, i won't be gettin' any cooties. m'too cool for 'em." you laugh out loud and the way he grips your hand a little tighter tells you you don't need to see his face to know he's proud of that.

"what if i have them ?" you challenge in between snickers.

katsuki scoffs dissaprovingly, you can basically see him rolling his eyes despite his back being to you.

"you don't. only losers get cooties. and as far as i know, you're not a loser." he's a little embarrassed because this is reminding him too much of when you were kids and it makes him cringe. when he'd come up with excuses like him being 'too strong' or 'too cool' to get cooties because he just couldn't admit he simply wanted you close. "yer anythin' but." you hear him mumble.

you walk up next to him with a somewhat shy smile "i'm flattered you think of me that way." you confess.

"don't let it get to your head." katsuki quips. you respond by sticking your tongue at him again. he tries to ignore the loud thumping of his heart but it's not going too smoothly for him. his cheeks slowly redden and he looks away from you again, not before shooting you an eyeroll.

"hope you know you owe me extra cuddle time for wastin' it talkin' to my ma." katsuki adds, changing the subject. you smile up at him in response and offer him a sweet 'mhm !'

his mom may have embarrassed the shit out of him, but he figures it wasn't all bad. he's still deadset on destroying that photo album before she ends up showing you that picture of him in the bath, though. he'll think about a plan later but right now he plans to enjoy his cuddle time with you, cootie free.

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tainted-liquor · 8 months

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'Miles & Milo...⊹˚. ♡ bulleted hcs for the twins

Now we all know these two are like brothers. And as much as y'all hate to hear it, these two don't get along LMFAO

Milo Morales, the older twin by exactly 4 minutes. There's never a day that goes by without him reminding Miles he's the older twin.

Milo Morales is soooo fucking sassy like its unreal !! He can, and WILL call you a bum with no care for how you feel. ↳ "Okay? When did I fuckin' ask you, bum."/ "Couldn't be me tho..."

Milo 'I ain't doing shit' Morales. If he doesn't want to, he won't. Simple as that. This has led to unfathomable amounts of fights with his brother over the pettiest shit ever. ↳"I'm not coverin' for you again. te dije la última vez...que no tiene nada que ver conmigo."

Milo Morales who will randomly bop his twin on the head with a random object. He picked up the habit as a baby and It NEVER left

Milo Morales who borderlines mean/cocky. This mf never has an off button and can dish out a read like no other

Milo Morales is more of a non-clingy/show rather than tell person. He'll never say it, but you'll know.

Milo Morales who absolutely stabs Miles' hair with a pick. He lifts him up by his 'nappy ass nigga naps' at random moments. (he thinks its funny)

Milo Morales will purposefully speak Spanish around Miles, just because he doesn't understand.

As much as he hides it, Milo Morales loves his brother. Yeah, they fight like they don't got no home training, but that's his favorite person!

Miles Morales, who absolutely despises his twin brother.

Whenever Mama Rio isn't around and has to braid his brothers hair, Miles Morales makes sure to be extra rough just because it annoys Milo.

Miles Morales who pops his brother with the comb for no reason, even when Milo isn't moving. ↳ "Sorry. Yo head just big" "NIGGA THAT WAS MY SHOULDER."

Miles Morales, who spent 3 days making a near damn 30 minute handshake with Milo.

Miles Morales who threatens to snitch on his brother anytime Milo refuses to cover for him as Spider-Man, which always ends in a fight.

Miles Morales who gets bullied by Milo for not understanding Spanish

Miles Morales who is more of a 'she tells me to shut up and I do' kind of person. Definetly not as sassy as his counterpart. ↳ "Yes ma'am."/"My bad."

Miles Morales can, and WILL pull on Milo's braids to beat him in a race.

But if it came down to it all? Miles won't ever hesitate to put his beef aside to help Milo demolish some shit. Together !

Them two are just like Phineas and Ferb. They wanna make a flying car? They'll make a flying car.

@ashsostrange @chessbox @janaeby @faeriesoiree333 @fivestardior @an1bara @bachirasegoistgoist @milesnanana77 @niaurluv @sp1derw1ree @ban-al3xx @moonpiiess @we-loveebony @kae2kaee

#across the spiderverse #atsv #into the spiderverse #miles morales #miles morales x reader #earth 42 miles x reader #earth 42 miles #earth 1610 miles morales x reader #e1610 miles x blackfem!reader #e1610 miles #e42 miles x black!reader #e42 miles

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razzzzberrysorbet · 3 months

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So uhhhh this is my first post lemme know if you liked it or want more!

My Modern! Atwow Headcanons!!!!!

Includes: Neteyam, Lo’ak, Kiri,,Tsireya, Ao’nung +y/n ofc 💜

(I edited this btw so if you alr read this and it’s different that’s why 😉😉)

Neteyam:

Darker skin then lo’ak

He had dreads about shoulder length

Probably has his hair tied up alot

Baggy cargo pants + hoodie/baggy tee are his go to!!!!!

Can def see him thrifting

Not really a teachers pet but is very respectful and does his work! Is a fav amongst teachers

Is probably in a bunch of advanced classes

Can see him doing track in the spring and football in the fall

Puts his jersey in your locker so you can wear it when you go to his games!!!!!!

Can he him being pretty toned and lean rather than buff

Tall😉😉😉😉

Is such a sweetheart to everyone!!!!! He loves helping people, very nice person (mom taught him well)

Can see him working at a sneaker store + lifeguarding in the summer with Lo’ak

Skincare queen 🩷🩷🩷

He loves when you come over so you guys can do face masks and watches movies (bro needs to confess already)

Is popular at school but I feel like he would be oblivious to the fact almost the whole school knows him😭

If his class is close he will wait outside of the room so he can walk you to class!!!!(so nice)

Out of all his friends he probably talks to you the most

Is so smiley around you!!!

Is so oblivious to other people’s crushes on him it’s kind of annoying

Smells soooo😫😫😫😫😫😫

Lo’ak

Is a class clown for sure 😬😬😬😬

But he’s actually really funny!!

Is best friends with like all of his teachers

Def listens to rap or soul/funk

Sneakerheaddddd

WEARS NIKE TECH U CANT CHANGE MY MIND!!!!!!!!

Light skin

Keeps his dreads short

Can see him having sum blondes pieces tooooo

He is totally a “where my hug at” and “hey mamas” type😪

Screams “AYO WHERE MY HUG AT” from across the hall way sometimes Tsireya will run away from him😭😭

Basketball + Track 😛

Probably only keeps his grades up so he can keep playing sports….

Has many friends very popular!!!!!!

His snap score is like a million 🥲

Gaslights the teachers into thinking he doesn’t have his AirPods in

Is loud…..

Is a trash talker during 🏀 fosho and is extra with celebrating

Honestly has THE WORST diet but somehow is really fit?

Checks himself out and flex’s 24/7 💪 💪

Is actually pretty famous on tiktok????

Charlie Damelio who????😍😍😍

Kiri

Earth tones on her>>>>>>

Pretend to not to know lo’ak😭

Sleeps in all her classes yet is passing???

Room filled with crystals/incense

Has like 2 or 3 close friends

Wears waist beads !!!!

Wolf cutttt

Probably dyes her hair lot

Sassy queen

RBF for sure

Is such an artsy person can see her painting and sculpting

Has her 1,000 year old beat up converses 💀

Keeps trying to get you and neteyam together!!!!!

Not super popular or into popularity tbh

Her desks are always covered in random drawings

“🙄”go to face 😭😭😭😭

Tsireya

Is actually the sweetest girl ever!!!!

Such a girls girl

Def has a big sweet tooth and alot of candy

Gifting is her love language

Does very well in her classes!!!!! Can see her doing extra curriculars too!!!!!

I see her doing volleyball and dance w/you

You and her are besties for life!!!!!

You guys have been dancing together forever!! 🥹🥹🥹🥹

Does lo’aks makeup/ he pretends to not like it but is secretly loving it

She deff loves pastels and pink!

Omg her makeup and outfits are so cute!!!!

Loves matching with Lo’ak and you ofc

People pleaser to the max just wants people to like her🩷

Has 3 or 4 close friends but she’s honestly friends with everyone!!

You guys talk one time now she’s saying hi to you everyday 😭🥹🩷

Very girlie and feminine

Her room came straight from Pinterest

Polynesian baddieeeeee

Never ever excludes anyone makes people feel so loved

Cheers for lo’ak at his basketball games

Tries to convince you neteyam is crushing on you

Sleepovers with her 😚😚😚😚

Ao’nung

Um RBF much????

Since you and Tsireya are childhood besties that means you and Ao’nung have known each other for so long!!!

Whenever you are over in tsireyas room he will come in and flex in her mirror 😒

Basketball for sureeeee

Parents forced him into learning piano and hes actually so good???

Might not seem like it but such a caring brother

Oh no?? Tsireya forgot her lunch

Don’t worry! Ao’nung already brought it!

She needs money? He’s handing her his wallet while rolling his eyes “🙄🫴💳 “

He’s honestly so protective over you

Barely tries in class but is super smart

Probably wears muscle tanks to school-

Plays basketball with Lo’ak in thier driveway

Ok but his biceps….

Quiet but known 🩷

Is friends with neteyam but mostly for your sake

Sarcastic king

Lifeguarding + teaching swim lessons

Deffffff wears puka shell necklaces

He’s pretty tall and teases you for being short

Natural smirk 😫😫

Triangle method ummmm???????😧😧😧

Always offered to get you something whenever he goes out

“Hey im going to the gas station, want anything??”

Has all of ur baby pics😭😭😭😭

Plssss ur so embarrassed whenever he shows Neteyam

(Sorry if that was long lolll)

Y/n(you)

U and tsireya do/did dance together 🩷

Omgggg there are so many videos of you guys dancing

Straight A student cuz ur a baddie

Oblivious to neteyams fat crush on you?????

Jewelry Jewelry Jewelry

Ao’nung and Neteyam probably have ur bracelet on their wrists

Ur house is THE ultimate hang out spot

You and lo’ak do so many tiktok dances together 😭😭

You always cling onto neteyams arm when you guys walk together don’t let ao’nong see🫣

Unlimited amounts of clothes…….

Y/n ur literally so popular and you don’t know it!!!!

Helppppp you have guys falling to ur knees 🙇‍♂️🙇‍♂️🙇‍♂️

Lip syncing queen?????

Everyone loves you you’re so sweet and genuine🩷🩷

Ur photo album is full of pictures of all your friends

Wearing neteyams jersey to his games (y/n how have you not figured it out yet????)

I see you working with tsireya and Kiri at the mall

Dancing your whole life your so good!!!!!

AirPods in 24/7

Girl you got so many boys wrapped around your pinky how to you do it??????

Weekly hangouts with neteyammm

Omggg k ur baby pics are all over tsireya and ao’nungs house like?????

You and the girls filming Grwms😭😭

U love kids and babies (tuk)

Um imma need that workout/makeup/skincare routine pls 😁😁🤲🤲🤲🤲

(You can totally change dance to whatever sport/hobby you want I just put dance cuz I love it!)

#neteyam #lo’ak sully #ao’nung #kiri sully #tsireya #neteyam x reader #lo’ak x tsireya #ao’nung x reader #modern au #atwow #fanfic #avatar the way of water

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harufluff · 1 year

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'birthday picnic' 西村力

warnings - sassy riki, some cursing

genre - fluff, birthday au, riki x reader

requested - no

'we should do this more often'

riki said to you as he laid his head in your lap and looked up at you with doe eyes. you brought your boyfriend out to the park with a blindfold on, surprising him with a full picnic. you had everything. blanket, basket with his favorite foods inside, drinks, pillows, flowers, etc. it was kinda perfect if you do say so yourself.

'im glad you like it. but no, birthday boy. this is a once a year type of thing. im not doing this everyday.'

you said, making sure he wouldn't expect it every week. who knew picnics were so hard to put together.

'well, I like spending time with you. plus its my birthday soooo...'

he said with a growing smirk on his face. you loved his boxy smile. you can always tell its genuine when he smiles like that. you always tell him he looks like a little kid when he does, which he doesn't appreciate too much, but you think its cute.

you lightly giggled at his cute remark. you wanted to make his birthday special for him. that was always the goal on days that it was all about him. the entire day you were constantly trying to keep him away from certain things, and come up with excuses when he would ask questions.

'so I know I've asked already but... what did you get me??'

'you mean the question you've asked 500 times today?? still not telling.'

you say coaming your fingers through his hair. you were hoping that would get him to forget about it and fall asleep or something.

'AWW CMON Y/N. GIMMIEEEE IVE BEEN FUCKING WAITING ALL DAYYYY'

he pouted with that same look every time. this time he was especially annoyed because he was kicking his legs up and down like a little kid throwing a tantrum. that continued until you finally gave in.

'OK OK FINE. LET ME GET IT JEEZ'

you pulled your gift from for little bag to reveal a square box and a cd case. the cd case said on the front "songs that remind me of you" and a little heart next to it. you handed him the box and left the cd on the blanket infant of him.

'open it'

you said with a smile. as riki opened the box his face seemed to be going through twenty different emotions in three seconds. he finally looked back up at you with teary eyes.

'y/n...'

it was a gold chain bracelet with yours and his first initials engraved on a gold plate. it was something you had been wanting to get for him for a while. he has said a while back that he wanted to have something to keep with him that represents your relationship.

next thing you know riki's on top of you tackling you in hugs and kisses, pretty much suffocating you. you laughed your lungs out until he pulled away and looked you strait in the eyes with a sweet smile.

'thank you. I love you a lot.'

happy birthday riki!!

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prettypei · 8 months

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plot: them with a popular! chubby! fem! s/o; fluff!

reader: chubby! popular! fem! Reader

characters: yuuta, maki

warnings: mentions of fatshaming/homophobia, reader is sassy, mild spoilers for culling game arc (?, spoilers for jjk s2, use of Japanese honorifics, reader and maki are both lesbian in maki's part, a creep in maki's part

a/n: littleeeee bit of a self-insert... I jus wanted 2 write a lil sth LOL, yuuta is 2nd year btw

YUUTA

a little backstory on the reader!! ok soso reader is a 2nd year who's the closest with the first years and in this au you're really close to yuji...you currently maintain a long-distance relationship with yuuta! (let's pretend culling games didn't happen lol)

so let's rewind to the episode where the slice of life is happening (aka the "yuji bf material" ep ACK)

it was just supposed to be the first years but you were in the area too cuz you had just finished a mission, and yuji REALLLYYYY wanted to watch Earthworm Man 4... so you reluctantly agreed to go with them

(ps the first years kinda have a crush on you,, like idolizing ykwim)

so the four of you finished the movie when you recieved a call from your bf

so you talk blah blah blah and you're like "wait, isn't it like 3 am in Africa?" and he replies with a nervous chuckle and a "well,, guess where I am now?" and you literally scream into the phone... okie the fic is down below!!

"You're WHAT?" You screamed into the phone. "(name)-senpai, please shut up." Megumi deadpanned. "sorry, megumi. BABE, YOU'RE WHAT?" "Babe?" The three underclassmen shared a confused look. "Wait, you're here? Like in front of the movie theater? I don't see-WAITHOLYSHITISTHATYOU-" The three of them turned heads to see the direction you were waving in. "(name)!" Yuuta yelled excitedly. "O-okkotsu-senpai!" Megumi said with a surprised look on his face. "Who's he?" Nobara whispered to you, giving yuuta a weird look. "Show some respect." Megumi hisses while glaring at Nobara. "Ah, it's fine!" Yuuta smiles at all of them. "I'm just here to visit my wonderful girfriend!" "Girlfriend?" The three underclassmen feign a shocked expression as Yuuta squishes your cheeks together. "(n-name) has a boyfriend?!" Yuji squeaks. "Don't forget honorifics, it's disrespectful!" Megumi scolds once again, but he's the most surprised one of them all. "I thought you were single!" Nobara pouted. "Well, I'm not. Y'all ain't got a chance with me anyways." You smirked while giving Yuuta a peck on the cheek, leaving him flustered. "Awww... but I wanted to ask (name)-senpai out..." Yuji mumbles. "What?" Suddenly the atmosphere became cold and dark, and yuuta was glaring at a certain someone. "I-I mean-I thought-" Yuji stammered. "Yuu, babe, let's go. Let's go watch Barbie!" You insisted, pulling on his sleeve. "Okay, sure!" Yuuta's entire face lightens up as you pull him into the cinema. "O-Okkotsu senpai sure is scary..."

MAKI

reader is a 2nd year in this too :3

soooo maki is really like NOT open at all about your personal life, it's not that she's embarrassed of you it's just because she doesn't want others to stress her out about marriage, vows... she just wants to live the present

but that doesn't mean that she doesn't wanna share you with her closest friends though! And she's going to... but she keeps forgetting.

so basically you, maki and nobara are having a girl's day out and some creep tries hitting on ya...yk what's gonna happen.

"What do you guys want?" Maki asked you while you guys were lining up for the crepe shop. "I think... strawberry?" "Ohhh I want a blueberry one!" "Okay, I'll line up. You guys can go sit on a bench and rest." "You and Nobara walk to the bench under the tree, chatting excitedly while Maki told the cashier your order. All of a sudden, Nobara stopped talking and narrowed her eyes as a young man walked over. "He-Hello miss?" He asked timidly after tapping your shoulder. "Uh, yeah?" You give him a confused look. "Do I know you?" "N-No... I just wanted to ask for you nu-number...m-mommy...?" He squeaked, fiddling with his hands. At this point, you were beyond disgusted. "What the actual fuck?" You snap. "Get the-fuck-away from me!" "I-I like being degraded..." He whimpers as you push him away from you. "C-Can I get your number...? Promise I'll call you mommy..." "I don't-" "SHHHKKK." A long blade was dug in the bark of the tree behind the man, with only a millimeter to spare. "H-Huh?!" His voice's an octave higher. "Don't you ever touch my girlfriend ever again, scum." Maki growled as she came back with two crepes in her hands. "I-I-I won't! I swear I won't-I'll-I'll never-" "Shut up, little shit." Maki grumbled as she put her hand in yours, the man stumbling away and crying at the same time. "You okay?" Maki asked you with a concerned look. You giggled in response and held her hand tighter. "Love ya."

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mikaela-the-slut-expert · 3 months

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hiii can u do unrequited love headcanons for hua cheng, shi qingxuan and fx w m!reader they love him deeply and r so whipped but reader just doesn't reciprocate their feelings and maybe someone else has caught readers attention

Unrequited

Hua Cheng, Shi Qingxuan, Feng Xin x

M!reader separately

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Ignore grammar mistakes

Slight OOC

🦊 Hua Cheng is absolutely whipped for you, you have this ghost wrapped around your finger. He'd do anything for you.

🦊 Unfortunately anything means leaving you be. He really doesn't want to but he isn't going to try and force you to love him either. Especially when you love someone else.

🦊At first Hua Cheng really tried everything to win your favor. Bothersome gods? He'll take care of it. Mission? He'll do all the work. Shopping? He'll give you anything your heart desires.

🦊He takes care of you really well but it only makes you feel guilty. Hua Cheng can see his advances aren't working

🦊He goes through a quiet phase. Where he just lies around Paradise Manor wondering why you don't love him.

🦊Hua Cheng tries many different forms to see if maybe it's his appeal that's the problem.

🦊Once you catch on though you scold him and tell His Cheng he's very beautiful, you just have feeling for someone else.

🦊Now he understands.

🦊Hua Cheng is a little upset, not at you, never. He's upset at this secret crush. Whoever they are must be worthy enough of your attention, soooo that dims the numbers down a lot

🦊you won't tell him who it is but he hopes and actually prays it isn't Mu Qing or somebody worthless 🙄

🦊Once he's able to actually smooth out his emotions and get through his heartbreak, out comes the sassy man apocalypse.

🦊He's definitely supportive of you, just not of whoever you like. If they want your best friend's approval, they better meet his very high standards.

🦊Hua Cheng actually helps you and your crush get together. He doesn't know how to feel when he sees you and Shi Qingxuan strolling together.

🦊On one hand he's very happy for you and for Shi Qingxuan. He actually likes Shi Qingxuan so.

🦊on the other hand he still sometimes gets sad that it isn't really his job to protect and take care of you.

🦊Xie Lian works Hua Cheng through it.

🦊 You guys still hangs out and even have double dates with each other!

🦊Every now and then you'll see a silver butterfly pass by. Just a little reminder he'll always be there for you

🌬️Shi QingXuan is very charismatic and sweet. He's always attached to your hip. Like Siamese cats.

🌬️His favorite thing is to gift you things and go out and about with you.

🌬️Until he had to go on a mission with you and Xie Lian though.

🌬️He isn't dumb, he isn't ignorant. Shi Qingxuan can see how you look at Xie Lian

🌬️he gets it. The crown prince is nothing short of beautiful and the both of you deserve to be happy.

🌬️Shi QingXuan doesn't push his advances after that. He'll silently push you two toward each other though and eventually you'll see less and less of him.

🌬️Shi QingXuan spends a lot of time in his woman form during his heartbreak. She feels more comfortable like this.

🌬️After a while of just taking time to herself and sometimes watching you and Xie Lian together, she'll come back.

🌬️Even if you aren't lovers you guys are still friends and she still cares about you a lot.

🌬️Also she misses going out on "girls night" which is mostly her begging you to change into a woman form so, but when you don't she'll do your makeup and hair anyways.

🌬️She actually finds more comfort in seeing the two of you he happy together.

🌬️Plus these days she's got her eyes on the unsuspecting earth master

🌬️Shi QingXuan will drag him around with her and make him go on doubles "dates" with you and Xie Lian.

☀️Feng Xin has taken a liking to you very much

☀️He feels like you're the one. You're kind and sweet, but also strong and brave.

☀️He's whipped and he know it.

☀️He's more of a affection kind of guy. The subtle wrapping an arm around you, or staying by your side to ensure your safety

☀️That's why he follows you around, not because he loves you or anything.

☀️His love struck stupor was shattered when seeing you and Mu Qing together though

☀️Feng Xin at first is very angry. He's not mad at you, and he would never say anything directly to you either but he stays mad by himself and Mu Qing

☀️maybe if he had told you sooner you wouldn't be in that annoying bastards arms.

☀️Mu Qing better be treating you right too or Feng Xin won't hesitate to heat him up

☀️you notice the tension between the two get thicker. Lately they've been arguing more, and fighting more.

☀️enough is enough though. You care about them both and you won't have them fighting like this.

☀️Once you and Feng Xin talk it out, he calms down a little.

☀️The physical fights dwindle but of course they still bicker.

☀️Feng Xin isn't mad anymore but he's still hurt. He's very loyal and he wanted to be by your side.

☀️ He'll accept it though and back off

☀️now a days he bickers with Mu Qing and he's still friends with you

☀️He always makes sure you're safe and that Mu Wing is treating you kindly.

☀️Feng Xin doesn't hate Mu Qing either. He's happy someone finally got the man to loosen up and get the stick out of his ass.

☀️He's going to love you a long time before he can get over it though.

#tgcf #tgcf headcanon #tgcf x male reader #hua cheng x reader #tgcf hua cheng #tgcf shi qingxuan #shi qingxuan x reader #tgcf feng xin #feng xin x reader #mxtx tgcf

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kissingrhi · 1 year

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can you PLEASE write some jealous lalo hcs!! tysm!!!

jealous lalo? you're speaking my language

cw: a little nsfw but nothing crazy

this man has absolutely zero shame in his game

if he sees you talking to someone he even remotely considers a threat, he’ll sling an right over your shoulder and press the fattest kiss on your cheek!!

definitely soooo petty. “oh i see you’ve met my amorcito!” “nice to meet you, i’m their boyfriend!” he’d say this with the most mischievous glimmer in his eyes.

he’d keep a smug grin on his face, even with the sassy undertone.

10000% leaves hickies in the most noticeable areas if he’s feeling particularly jealous. he would brush your hair over or “adjust” your shirt just so they’d be more visible for people to leave you alone.

not overly clingy, but keeps a rough hand on your thigh or interlinks your hands. he makes it visible enough to where you two aren’t clingy but everyone knows you’re together

this man is still crazy. if someone won’t leave you alone or is being particularly touchy, you might never see them again. or when you do find them they’ll be… roughed up.

it’s not that he doesn’t want you to have friends! he just wants you all to himself (his words)

he can be extremely possessive or just simple (dropping a ‘back off’ to whomever is speaking to you) every now and then… depends on his mood.

if you two are going out and you look really good, he’ll just drop by behind you when you’re in the mirror, locking one of his gold chains around your neck or spritzing some of his cologne on you. then he’d press a kiss into your neck and lock eyes with you in the mirror, a greedy hunger in his eyes. “gotta let them know, hm?”

he’s really threatening to people who try to mess with you. if someone won’t leave you alone? apologies to them in advance. he’d be the most grandiose motherfucker about it, grabbing the person by the collar and pushing them away. so extra!

all in all, he really really REALLY loves you and will let it be known whenever is necessary

#lalo salamanca x reader #lalo salamanca #better call saul #better call saul x reader #oooohh #gender neutral reader #headcanons #yayayaya #i love jealousy tropes #so yum

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darylsfavoritegirl · 3 months

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this is sequel to one of my very first fics here which was requested by @kissmeunicornbaobei

so make sure to read that one first!!

Summary: So they finally convince to take this girl into the prison, not much is happening just some grumpy daryl and a sassy y/n lol

A/n: i've been reading fanfics here for quite a while now though my first fanfic was a first narration fic and the second one was "y/n" but it's not "you" pronouns it's literally "she/her"... i tried to reduce using y/n cuz it sounds ear-grating when you don't use it with "you" soooo don't mind it!! i'm still an amateur :))

Warnings: bruising because of daryl's harsh grip on y/n's arm lol, also idek if its because i love me some sexual tension between strangers, there are some "accidental" grindings and them touching eachother without meaning to soo

Y/n could hear their muffled conversation as she was ambling away to the other direction. She was wending her way rather slowly, blood rushing to her cheeks everytime she contemplated her odds out in the wilderness where one couldn't have a better chance of surviving all alone.

She debated the worst possible scenerio inside of her head. Her body started to tremble lightly due to her self-pity. She pulled her drenched hair aside, breathing out at the sultry feeling.

The heat wave hitting the side of her posture were rushing from the woods. She halted suddenly as she could swore her body was evaporating like a machine off of factory.

She exhaled exasperatedly when she put down her backpack on the ground and kneelt beside. She took her leather jacket off, her arms soaked in sweat. She lifted her head to two men as she coughed softly. They turned to her stopping, eyeing her down.

"Fuckin' punks." She shook her head as she grabbed a tin can out of her bag that was designed for liquor, uncorking it. She could get a whiff of the algae-infested odour and even take a peek at it. She shaked the can over her mouth, a few water droplets sliding down her tongue.

"Ugh." She grimaced as she tossed it to the ground. She had no water and she didn't know where she could find some. She wiped the sweat beading her forehead with her wrists and screwed her eyes shut to prevent herself from weeping as those men were observing her. She could feel her cheeks burning under the heat as she sat down in the same position, still.

Her ears caught the attention of delicate footsteps drawing near her, one of them must be approaching me; she got hot inside of her head.

She raised her head as her fingers shifted to her neck, scratching it lightly. She felt the dampness of her hair on her hand and a sense of repulsion washed all over her at the feeling. One of her eyes were shut tightly because of the blazing sunshine. Her hand shifted to her forehead, shielding the sunshine as she pressed her lips together.

"What now?" She hissed as she gained strength from the burning ground with her palms, knee and got up, facing Rick. She avoided eye contact and leered at the woods with crossed arms

Rick narrowed his eyes at her, his annoyance growing thicker with her attitude.

"This is my last offering." He stated, squinting his eyes at her as if to force her to look at him in the eyes.

Y/n's eyes caught his piercing gaze as she remained indifferent.

"Now, you ain't gonna survive out here 'till you find a clean water source." He huffed, gazing at the woods with an exaggerated manner.

"Which is very unlikely." He remarked, shifting his gaze at hers. A vague smirk appearing on his face.

Y/n observed him and Daryl behind.

"I say let 'er do whatever she damn pleases." Daryl snapped airily as he sensed her judgemental glares and unpleasant body language.

He came closer, his eyes scanning Y/n the entire time. Even when he came next to Rick, he didn't take his eyes off of her. Daryl had placed his crossbow on his hands.

All of them exchanged hesitant glances. Y/n could feel her heart pounding on her ears as she tried to maintain her heaving chest.

"C'mon. Let's go." Daryl uttered low, grabbing Rick by the shoulder lightly, patting it two times swiftly as he turned around. A look of disinterest flickered across his face, feeling bummed out with her attitude towards their efforts of helping her. Rick stayed put. Daryl sighed audibly as he turned the other way around to face the two of them.

"Look, if she wanna go and die by herself. Fine." Daryl barked, becoming enraged with both of them.

"Ain't my problem." He added low, his eyes fixated on Rick.

Rick leered at him, trying to convey a message with his eyes and turned to Y/n when she spoke.

"I'll come with you." She said in a rush, her chin up as she wasn't looking neither of them in the eyes.

Daryl and Rick exchanged subtle glances with lowered eyelids. They finally broke her, scraped off the persuasion and bullheadedness.

A few minutes passed like years when all of them approached a red sedan with dirty windows, smeared muds half dried.

Y/n glanced at Daryl and Rick from the corner of her eyes as she reached out her hand to the door handle.

"Do you have more belongings from where you come?" Rick asked, interruping her action with furrowed brows owing to the sunshine obstructing a clear view. She looked at him, not taking the strands of hair infront of her face and shook her head. She felt Daryl leering at both of them on her shoulders and swiftly turned on her tiptoes. Daryl wasn't paying any attention to her as if she was a graveghost. His eyes were locked on Rick's and Y/n turned her head slightly to the side and saw Rick nodding.

She felt her heart skipping a beat as she glimpsed back and forth between the two. She remained silent as her lips twitched for a hot minute. Her hands met behind her back, close to her hips as she attempted to appear at ease.

Y/n peeked at Rick's hand reaching his back pocket on his jeans. She exhaled vaguely. She eyeballed Daryl without moving her head at all and shifted her hand near her pistol case. If anything were to unfold at that moment, she was helpless more than ever. She couldn't take out two men, not while being stuck between two of them.

She felt her palm sweating and trembling. She peered both of them back and forth without blinking an eye. She was inhaling from her mouth, seeking to be as plain as possible.

Daryl looked at her, eyeing her up and down as he took a few steps forward and grabbed the handcuffs that was thrown to him by Rick.

She froze, shrugging her shoulder as she withdrew her hand to her side. She couldn't help but let out a frustrated chuckle.

"You gonna handcuff me now?" She fumed with the last bits of energy left in her body.

Daryl remained apathetic and moved forward towards her. His irritation towards her was evident. One could detect it just by glancing at those stern eyes of his.

Y/n didn't shift her position. Her mouth was slightly ajar with a hollow look bearing her eyes. She developed a small hunch with the weight of her backpack and the startlement caused by their abrupt decision.

She chuckled nervously as she stared Rick, trying to convince him otherwise with her absent-minded gaze. Though it was vain, he was the one to throw the handcuffs first after all.

She shifted her eyes to Daryl who was standing only a few inches from her.

"You still think I'm a threat?" She uttered in disbelief, regaining a better posture as she processed the gravity of the situation.

"In a damn ride, hell yeah." Daryl insisted, smugness features dancing on his face to dictate they were the superior in that exact moment.

"It's for precaution." Rick declared, his hands were on his hips as he rested his body weight on his left leg. His gestures and body language were indicating a huge inattentiveness, already unengaged with the entire hustle.

Y/n sighed, unwilling to resent as Daryl grabbed her by the biceps with an unyielding clutch.

She shook her arm to free herself while glancing at him with an intense glare. She turned around and leaned against the car as her backpack slided off her arms.

Daryl came closer and gripped her wrists firmly. Y/n sighed exasperatedly at the flamey feeling of the car against her bare skin. Her upper torso was bent over slightly so that Daryl could handcuff her. She rolled her eyes and heaved a sigh as she ducked her head, leaning it on the car while feeling Daryl's jeans brushing against her bare legs.

"Is this really necessary?" She spoke tall, placing her chin on the car with fatigued, barely opened eyes; causing Rick to lift his head at their direction.

"It 's with ya." Daryl grunted behind her ear as he let go off his obstinate clutch and yanked the handcuffs to check incase of something unfolding that could catch them off guard.

She winced softly at the pain of metal hitting her skin as she eyeballed Daryl from the corner of her eyes with furrowed brows. She straightened her back and shook her arms lightly as Rick opened the door for her.

His eyes followed her gaze in an apologetic way, indicating that it wasn't personal. She tried to get seated in the car clumsily due to falling out of kilter with her hands combined with a handcuff behind her ass.

Rick closed the door, leering at her through the dirty car window as he sat on the driver's seat. Y/n looked down at the window crank that seemed to have been replaced for an automatic one. There was no way she could open it with her hands.

Y/n's eyes met with Rick's on the rear-view mirror. Rick figured out her struggle right away as he opened the passenger's seat window by the crank and mumbled to Daryl who was standing infront of the door.

"Daryl."

Y/n spotted his head gesturing backward at her as he started the car. Daryl tossed his crossbow on the passenger seat as he moved next to the backseat door and opened it.

Daryl got inside of the car and placed his fist on the backseat, the seat dipping under his weight as he moved his body close to hers and reached out to open the window manually.

Y/n leaned back to the seat in a rush, a sensation of being exposed washed all over her followed by the feeling under an abnormal threat towards his body. She found herself being unsure of the appropriate course of action. She sat down there in a peculiar silence, being lost with words to utter and actions to take.

The actuality of her hands being strapped behind her -now starting to hurt- didn't make the situation better. She thought, she could embrace her arms around her or inspect her nails instead of leaning back stiffly as all her view was Daryl and the odd chaining sensations of defenselessness.

Blood rushing to her cheeks rosed them with abashment. She was feeling like a highschooler infront of a guy she had a huge crush on, once again, though that phase ended some time ago and the new world order didn't resemble anything in the past.

Daryl's hand grazed her soft thighs as he pulled himself away. He didn't seem to mind nor notice. She heard him grunting "Virginia summer." under his breath to Rick as he got out of the car and sat on the passenger seat.

Y/n felt as if getting back to life with her steady breaths and leaned-forward posture. She loathed at the thought of her weakness towards him when he didn't seem to be bothered at all.

She sensed her body functioning the way they should at once when the engines started. She slowly swallowed her dry spit and found herself leering at the back of Daryl's head when her eyes met with Rick on the rear-view mirror and she halted with the piercing gaze through Daryl.

The dust particles and the stimulating breeze were merged with eachother in the sickening heat of the air. She licked her lips and started observing the walkers that they were passing by.

She squinted her eyes now and then, having nothing at her hands to prevent dust particles and her own hair getting into her eyes, causing them to water and burn.

The ride went on like this with the offbeat silence when she heard another grunt from Daryl. She was pulled back to Earth with his voice, turning her weary eyes to him.

"Here." He uttered with a grey bottle of water in his hand, reaching it out to her. His eyes remained on the road for a second or so and then shifted to her.

"Ya ain't had water in a good while now."

"God knows how long." He assumed while some of the water droplets spilled down the center console of the car due to poor, gravel roads.

Y/n peered back and forth between him and the water bottle with self-sorry going through her veins. She hopped on her ass to sideways to come the center of the seat as if she was bouncing on a ballon.

She leaned forward, her neck going even further so that her mouth could get a good grip around the water bottle. The water bottle shaking and spilling water everywhere didn't make the situation any better. She, once again, felt self-sorry washing all over her like lightenings off of a feral storm. She creased her brows at Daryl when he extended the water bottle further.

Daryl's grip and stance got firmer to make it easier for her to drink it, though it was helpless; water started running down her chins to her thighs and t-shirt. She kept drinking the water, not knowing where to lock her gaze on. Her eyes met with Daryl's eyes observing her lips cautiously. He, then, shifted his gaze on hers and shook his eyes lightly, making the situation even awkward.

Y/n looked down at the water droplets on her t-shirt when Daryl pulled the water bottle away and as she raised her head to make an eye contact with him, he inquired.

"Wan' sum more?"

She nodded her head as she reached a bit further and started gulping down the water as an odd eye contact formed itself between the two of them. Funny was the new world, a redneck stranger feeding her with water. He darted away his eyes to Rick as he started driving the car slower so that she wouldn't choke on water.

He withdrew the water bottle, placing it in the backpack laying on the front of his legs. Y/n leaned back as the wind blowing at her face dried off the water on her chin and left the neckline of her tanktop damp.

She made out the reason why neither of them were saying a word to eachother was due to her presence in the car. She was astounded that they didn't even bother to blindfold her. Her suspicion grew thicker as they were in the car for 20-25 minutes long.

The car halted infront of a prison with a big yard.

"This explains the handcuffs." She complained under her breath as Rick and Daryl stepped out of the car.

Y/n felt her chest heaving for a hot second when her eyes spotted Daryl approaching near the car door and opening it.

She leered at him with narrowed eyes owing to the blazing sunshine obstructing her view behind Daryl's head. He didn't say a word as he leaned infront of her and grabbed the backpack that was sitting on the dirty rags covering the floor.

He mumbled something to Rick as he slunged the backpack filled with guns and magazines. He eyeballed y/n with an uninterested glare as he gripped her from her left forearm and yanked it.

"C'mon." Daryl uttered as he clutched his crossbow and scanned the area incase of a walker in the perimeter attacking them.

"I can't do anything within your walls." She huffed, scrutinizing the people glaring at the three of them. Everybody stopped what they were doing at that moment to gaze at them intensely. There was a big garden and a small fence with a few pigs wandering inside. An old man who was an amputee walking along with an asian boy closed the distance between them and the fence.

The old man approached the fence even closer and put his left hand on it as he held his crutches on one hand. Y/n rejected glaring at him, following unwritten morals even in that moment.

Daryl walked toward the gate, still gripping her arm; not paying attention to his harsh grip. Y/n turned her head around to see Rick looking at her. She tilted her head lightly, an undertone of apologeticness and annoyance flickering across her eyes, she halted while doing so when Daryl drew her towards himself roughly, causing Y/n to bump into him as if to fall down.

She regained her balance, glancing up at Daryl.

"Watch where yer goin' ." He scowled, looking at her up and down as if she was the one at fault.

"I would if you-" She complained, only to be interrupted by his words to a small kid with a cowboy hat.

"Help yer old man." Daryl uttered casually, not looking at the kid as he pulled her by the biceps to get her walk behind him. His eyes sternly fixated on the second gate, a road that seemed endless with a slight hilly.

Y/n peered down at her biceps, seeing Daryl's knuckles whitening. She took a deep breath, her hair dancing in the air as he walked aggressively, y/n having to follow his steps.

"I'm not some kind of a cage animal you asshole." She hissed loud, her brows furrowed out of anguish.

She endeavored to free herself from his rough clutch, whimpering quietly under her breath. Her face started to cramp owing to the faces she made, aiming to get him let her arm go.

He kept the distance between them as he opened the second gate with a set of keys that was hanging on his belt.

"That's it." She fumed, shaking her arm furiously with all her power. She freed herself from his grip, glimpsing down at her biceps and seeing it bruise slightly.

His eyes caught hers as he moved forward swiftly and yanked her by the forearm, this time not so harshly.

"Those handcuffs ain't comin' off 'till Rick decides what he's gon' do wit' ya." He spoke low, walking past the gate with her besides him. The attention on them grew denser. People not even trying to conceal their inquisitive eyes with shovels and bowls on their hands, stopping in the midst of their daily errands under the wrathing sun.

"He was the one willin' ta take ya in, anyhow." He grunted, finally halting in the center of the concrete yard surrounded by poorly situated prison buildings, watch towers and many more.

"So, you're like his bitch?" She teased, aiming to enrage him. To her thought, he couldn't act out infront of all these people, some looking rather sensible.

Daryl spun his head to her, not minding the curious eyes and the whispers that the wind carried all the way to them.

"I ain't nobody's bitch." He hoarsed inside of his mouth, leering at Rick coming from behind who was joking with the little kid with loud chuckles.

He turned his gaze back at her. A wide grin was bearing her face with her left brow arched.

"Hmmm." She mocked, swaying her body softly without realizing as Daryl gradually let go off her arm when Rick started talking.

".... Now we got a new survivor." He added to the words neither y/n and Daryl decided to tune in.

"She isn't gonna stay in the cellblocks for now. For precaution." He remarked, turning to her and slightly raising his right hand to her, indicating it wasn't personal.

She shrugged her shoulders at his words, being extremely disinterested until Rick uttered his final words to the crowd surrounding them.

"Get used to it, people." He peeked at the kid next to him and sniggered as he placed his hand on his shoulder.

Daryl was a few inches behind y/n when her attention fixated on Rick walking into one of the buildings.

"Hey." She uttered, taking an attentive step.

"Tell your henchman to uncuff me." She narrowed her eyes after observing some people grinning slyly while others seemed taken aback.

A subtle smirk tugged on her lips when she begged.

"Please."

Rick's eyes shifted an inch or so to Daryl and nodded his head softly. She turned her head aswell, aspiring to see an unsettled and incensed Daryl only to not.

Her smirk vanished subtly, though she aimed to not make it evident when Daryl came close her from the behind and yanked the handcuffs.

She didn't try to look at him uncuffing her hands owing to the fact that she felt ludicrous. An odd minute passed when she felt the alleviating sense of free wrists and drew them to herself to massage them.

Daryl scanned her with a penetrating stare as he dropped the bag on the ground cautiously. He shifted his gaze to the gate and started ambling.

A blonde girl with a baby in her hands started approaching toward her when she scrutinized the area with a blank stare.

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praying that you understand the sexual tension between daryl and her while he handcuffs her and feeds her on water while she cant use her hands🙏

let me know what yall think!!!

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burntb4bydoll · 1 year

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Can you do modern!bill x black cat!gf who is super sarcastic with everybody else but w/ bill she's super soft? Sfw and nsfw pls!! Tyyy

i already wrote something similar but Ill write some more!!

Modern Bill Kaulitz with a sarcastic s/o

•he thinks you are absolutely adorable

•the way you act so different towards him warm his heart so much, he always feels so special when hes with you.

•likes to watch you interact with people, you never fail to make him laugh

•hes pretty sassy and dramatic himself, but hes also a huge sweetheart and secretly so are you (you wont admit it tho) so your personality’s work well together

•everyone is so confused on how he even managed to get you to open up to him. They watch you guys with wide eyes when they catch you being all sweet and loving with him😭

•Bill totally brags about how hes the only person you treat like that, hes soooo cocky about it (hes really just so proud to be your bf)

A lil nsfw headcannons for you😇

•honestly I don’t think he would care if you want to be in charge or not, hes definitely a switch so whatever you want is fine by him

•LOVES when praise him so much, he knows how much it means coming from you and he’ll try so hard to hold himself back from cumming on the spot when you do it😭

•also loves praising you too. He is nonstop telling you how sweet and pretty you are, he loves to make sure you know how much he loves you.

•WOULD ALSO LOVE TO BE BOSSED AROUND BY YOU

•he’ll do whatever you want as long as you say please😇

#tokio hotel #tokio hotel x reader #tokio hotel fanfic #tokio hotel smut #bill kaulitz #bill kaulitz x reader #bill kaulitz smut #bill kaulitz fanfic

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cowboyfromh3ll · 7 months

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Ma'am, the toxic traits of eagle flies were so in character im starting to think "i can fix him" 😭 justice for him u should give us some sort of hcs of him where he's nice. Like, what he's like in relationship maybe? Sprinkle some nsfw and we're good to go <3

HC For Eagle Flies In A Relationship

You're right I gotta do him justice. ALSO I sprinkled in some of my modern HC I hope you don't mind hehe.

He is a very passionate lover, extremely devoted to you

You will be at the top of his priorities list ALWAYS

So much so that other aspects of his life begin to suffer from his poor management skills but hey that's not your fault 😁

Type of boyfriend to constantly send you messages throughout the day recounting the details of what happened to him

Very over protective of you. WILL throw hands for you even if you don't ask him to. That's just the best route he can take towards avenging you.

Definitely gossips with you. Pretends he's not into it but as soon as you enter his tent and go "omg guess what I heard" he is sat with a bowl of popcorn

Type of boyfriend who if you complain to him about someone he'll shit talk them with you

"SHE DID WHAT?! Yeah no wonder, she was self absorbed anyways."

Incredibly supportive, will stand in your corner and act as a cheerleader for you

After arguments he porbably slowly approaches you and awkwardly says hey

With your guidance, will gradually learn to express himself better

But don't hold his hand about it (never do this for a man)

For my more modern HC, I imagine he drives a cigarette car and constantly picks you up so you can drive to convenience stores and buy a bunch of snacks together

Will also personally introduce you to every reservation dog

I feel like he'd be part of the sassy man apocalypse

NSFW

If y'all are around someone y'all dont like he will give them the MEANEST and SASSIEST side eye

Also I believe he'd be a metalhead, maybe I'm projecting

Probably extremely over excited to do anything, even kissing

Has probably gotten boners from hugging you on multiple occasions

And when you're the little spoon? You've learned to either ignore them or start rubbing on him

Y'all could just be laying together doing something mundane and out of nowhere he'll turn to you and say "Please just one lick"

Loves it when you pull his hair. Wether it be to yank his head back, or to grip when you two make out, or to shove him inbetween your legs. It drives him crazy.

I can imagine you begin his first of several things

Because of that, wants to try so many things with you

You can tell when he's been doing his research because he'll suggest some wild position or kink that'll have you reeling

Strong believer of trial and error

HE IS A MUNCH ARGUE WITH THE WALL

Thinks it's soooo hot to pleasure you and it even pleasures him in return

Also loves getting head more than anything, would forget himself and either thrust into your mouth or push your head

Also loves road head, or car sex in general

When there isn't privacy in the house then he's definitely smirking while looking at the back seat

He's so goofy during sex probably cracks hella jokes

#red dead redemption 2 #red dead fandom #red dead redemption 2 x reader #red dead redemption community #van der linde gang x reader #writing #red dead fanfiction #eagle flies #eagle flies rdr2 #eagle flies x reader smut #eagle flies x reader #eagle flies smut #eagle flies red dead redemption 2

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ystrike1 · 8 months

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We Got Ourselves Stuck Inside an Adult Fantasy Novel - By Hyeyong (4/10)

Isekai trash only. You will not be able to comprehend this story unless you're already familiar with isekai and reincarnation plots. It does not care. All three protagonists are friends, and they take over a fantasy world together. Their greed and lust gets them nothing but praise and victory. The men have less personality than usual. Max trash.

We start out with a fangirl.

She wakes up as a heroine. I'm using the "real" names because this whole story is just roleplay. Siyeon does not care about her role as heroine. She only cares about hot faces and romance. She's been trying to convince her friends to read isekai for years and that's her whole personality.

She's the one who attracts the yandere prince.

She doesn't go alone. Her two best friends that are not interested in isekai come with her. There is no shame whatsoever here. All three women collectively do not care. They just decide to live life to the fullest as rich aristocratic ladies. Apparently none of them have children, friends or family. Nobody thinks about their past life unless it's a bad memory, because living in a fantasy world is soooo superior.

Yein is the hot villainess. She leaves for the countryside. She really struggled in the real world. She is a sadist. She's into extreme BDSM. She could never find a partner because she was never completely honest, and her male partners always left when she suddenly changed in the bedroom.

She buys a buff slave, and she makes him her submissive servant. It's hella toxic and she ignores every BDSM safety rule.

She is a high lady who can do whatever.

God even gives the three ladies phones, so they can chat.

Yein goes to the countryside because she doesn't...say it with me...care (about anything but BDSM)

Jiwon becomes the top aide for the prince. She loves money and she loves power. She sets Sihyeon up with the prince. She knows Sihyeon will be happy as a spoiled fantasy bride, and if the prince goes yandere....she can control the kingdom while he's busy locking her up.

It's funny, but nobody in universe is taking this seriously. It feels fake.

It's beyond parody.

Terris is a "Standard Yandere Prince ML"

Black hair. Red eyes. He killed his siblings to take the throne. He's strong, smart but not well liked because he's feared. He has few friends...you've met this man twenty times...or you don't get the meta joke and this story isn't for you.

Meta humor is annoying. Don't worry this won't get a high rating no matter what, because every page is a cheap laugh and the BDSM play is questionable.

He looks like this.

Please note this kind of appearance is a running joke in the OI Fandom. Lots of fans laugh at the factory produced ML's like this one, but it's a reaaaallllyyyy stale and tired joke.

The whole story is stale.

He kidnaps Sihyeon and he proposes because....because....um she likes him??? And he likes to be liked???

He is actually yandere we do get crazy scenes with him. He does give more power to Jiwon. Controlling Sihyeon becomes his new hobby.

The yandere scenes get consistently ruined by tired jokes it's a snorefest.

He thinks he's the number 1 mastermind but Jiwon is behind him pulling the strings.

....it all feels very safe and sassy.

Haha it's funny cuz of course a yandere that gets too obsessed would lose power lollll...

It gets old after like five chapters.

Sihyeon is in the gilded prison of her dreams. She's a social butterfly, so she makes lots of friends. She gets to wear the frilly dresses she has always admired. She's a noble adult woman, so after she marries she doesn't have to worry about her family much. They don't even show up. Terris never does anything unexpected and this is an "adult" book, so she has fun every day.

It's a happy and twisted ending.

All three women role play, drink, hang out and use handsome men forever.

I absolutely despise every single one of them.

They are the most unlikable protagonists I've seen this year.

#We Got Ourselves Stuck Inside an Adult Fantasy Novel #yandere #male yandere #yandere male #yandere boy #recommendations #recs #rec #recommended #webtoon #otome games #otome #otome isekai

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missamyrisa2 · 20 days

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omg so last night was the first time that both of my partners and i were all able to get together in almost a month and while we were cuddling they found out just how ticklish i am... long story short i ended up naked on the bed with my bf tickling my nipples, my gf tickling my princess parts, and both of them teasing me while i giggled and blushed between them. they want to tickle me when they see me again. any tips for how 2 doms can put a bratty sub like me in my place using tickles?

Oooh I do believe they've alreadyyy found such a perfectly cute method to tame your brattiness my dear~ working those buttons, making that royal triangle of gigglemoans is ever sooo perfect ~

But the thing is~~ that would be what they should do to tame you and make you soooo wantttyy and compliant~

Anddd I prefer to make a tickle brat overloaded with sassiness first ~ like ooh you wanna have a 'tude huh? Let's get alllll of that defiance out in the open then ~ let's just bullllyyy those feeetss and those pittiessss and annoyyy your ears and nose with a feather and you can cursssse and sassss and scream and protest alll you wantttt~ because we knowww you're neeedyyy toooo ~ you wannnt those *other* ticklesss sooo badlyyy you doooo ~

But you're not getting them not until you crack and beg and whimper for them, and admit how much of a bad attitude you have and how you're gonna adjust it to some whimpering moansssss and adorable gigglepleas yesss ~ until thennnn it's scrubby scrubby brushy tickles under the toesss and skittering endless strokes in the armpits and that sooooo annnoying feather under your noseee and along your ear and plenttttyyy of massaging squeezes on your kneees and elbows until you just cryyyy out in ticklishnessssss~

Maybeee then you'll get tamed ~ maybe thennn you've begged enough for the lovellyyy royal ticklesss~ to which you're gonna get overloaded a whole new wayyyy ~ with those girly chest buttons feathers and tweaked and tickled ~ and your girly pearl getting the makeup brush treatment until you tumble right over that edge like a goooood cute ticklebug~<33

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sun-stricken · 5 months

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Gray, Lyon and Ultear family ideas? I like to imagine Gray tells them about one of fairy tail’s exploits and they get concerned about his well-being. Mandatory family trips thatGray definitely doesn’t try to avoid (Lyon and Ultear have learnt to alert the guild when they’re coming so Gray can’t escape).

And if you don’t mind, Gray and Loke being BFFs?

Thanks! This blog makes me happy

im so happy you enjoy my blog!! i enjoy it too ;D

i’ve actually made a post similar to this before, but heres more

ty for the ask and sorry this took a while, ive been busy

Once a month (at least) family trip are a must, It started with Ultear dragging Lyon places during the 7 year gap but it started being a more regular thing when Gray turned back up

the first couple time they tried to do things together, it was a disaster

they werent familiar with each other and were hella awkward

Also, when Lyon & Ultear would mention to Gray they were coming into town, he would try to convince the team to go on an impromptu job

they’ve since learned to warn Erza of their arrival so he cant leave

‘abt to come into town, do not let that mf leave’

‘Guarding the doors & windows rn’

Grays probably walked into the guild to see one or both of them and turned right back around

The first time the showed up when Gray wasnt around they got a shovel-esque talk

it was terrifying and also confusing considering they think of themselves as his siblings so shouldnt they be giving those talks?

Ultear really embraces her oldest sibling role and pays for practically everything they do together

While Gray will try to avoid in person outings, he will blow up their phones (lacrima devices, whatever) at all hours of the night

Lyon probably has a 16 step skin care routine that he tries to nag the other two into trying it

its a fools quest tbh

They argue. so much. cannot do anything together without a disagreement. they probably have fist fought each other too

They are fiercely protective of one another, they can be pretty subtle about it but its clear as day to anyone who even slightly crosses them

They as a whole have a gambling/betting problem

They have run their pockets dry with it

They have been kicked out of multiple restaurants for being too loud

Gray tells them off-handedly abt the jobs and events he went through while growing up in Fairy Tail and they just sit back and listen in horrified fascination

they have absolutely no planned photos of them, they just never got around to it (*coughcough* grayrefusedtobeinone *coughcough*)

however! they have soooo many candid ones, Gray glared and complained when he found out (but he has half of them framed or saved on his phone)

Ultear and Lyon got pretty close duriny the 7 year gap and while Gray swears hes not jealous of it he totally is

Ultear, Lyon, & Gray; Guilt Complex Extraordinaires

Loke & Gray things :D

Nobody knows if Loke had a house, he always crashed on Grays couch

They are the reason for the sassy man apocalypse

When Lucy lets him have a day off his first stop tends to be Gray

Loke taught Gray how to cook

If Gray gets mad at him, Loke will attempt to deescalate it by flirting

Grayll be scolding him and Loke will stare at him and say smth like “are we about to kiss right now🥰”

it only serves to make Gray more angry

Orange cat friend + Black cat friend

Theyre the type to know in detail each others existential crisis’s but not each others favorite color

they do not have blackmail on each other. none. because they know if they ever did and actually released it the other would post absolutely every single humiliating thing they’ve done ever

There is no such thing as a judgement free zone with them

Their tastes are so different that when they have to get gifts for each other that if they look at smth and think “wow this is so ugly” they know its the right one

they probably hooked up at some point but thats neither here nor there

Loke, Gray and Cana were kinda like the mean girls of young fairy tail

They had a dont ask dont tell policy on their pasts, however every other personal detail abt each other was free reign

A lot of their conversations have left them with a sense of dread, confusion and hysteria

Lokes the type to walk into ppls houses like its his own, his most common victim is Gray

Loke, pulling the shower curtain back: Were out of ch— stop screaming

Gray, still screaming: HOW DID YOU GET IN MY HOUSE???

Loke, nonplussed: You left the kitchen window unlocked, also we’re out of chips

SORRY ITS SHORT!!

#fairy tail #gray fullbuster #ultear milkovich #lyon vastia #ft loke #loke fairy tail #sun strickens ft #fairy tail headcanons #sun stricken answers #im having writers block with my foc and apparently that extends to hcs #so sorry

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hotchnerobsessed · 1 year

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Trying To Forget

This one was requested by @kaylenbrooks 🥰

Fem!Reader x Hotch | After finding out that your ex cheated on you, Hotch does everything he can to help you through it.

Warnings: 😰+🤭 Talk of cheating, reader working through her anger, mental exhaustion, and a few swears. But also LOTS OF FLUFF because it’s Aaron. (Reader is a little sassy at the beginning because she’s heartbroken, but it doesn’t phase Hotch because he just wants to help)

Word Count: 7789

Masterlist

I know I said I was going to proof-read this one but I just didn’t have a chance to today 😂 and I figured I’d rather let everyone have it with a few mistakes than a few days late. Soooo here we go!!

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It had been 9 days since you found out your boyfriend was cheating on you.

The worst part was, you weren’t even surprised. If anything, you were more angry at yourself for not having left sooner. He was a self-centered, egotistical, asshole who never showed you the respect you deserved. But you’d always made excuses for him and chose to look past it. You couldn’t help but feel like you’d done this to yourself.

It was the other girl who reached out to you as soon as she found out. She was insistent that she didn’t know he was with anyone, and came armed with screenshots and voicemails to back up her story.

After the initial shock wore off, you told her you were thankful she had said something, and you didn’t hold anything against her. How could she have known? He was the manipulative one, and she was simply another victim in his little game.

In the days since you’d found out, you did your best to keep to yourself together at work. You felt angry, and betrayed, and worthless. The shame you felt for having stuck with him as long as you had was eating you alive, and you were convinced that nothing in the world would ever be able to erase the hatred you had for yourself.

Through it all, you couldn’t sleep. Memories, both good and bad, flashed through your mind constantly. And the voicemails that he sent to her were always there in the background, seemingly on a never ending loop. Just over and over and over again, the compliments and praise he showered her with, all while he had been hurling insults at you on a near daily basis.

With your eyes red and puffy almost every morning from crying on your drive to work, on top of the exhausted look from lack of sleep, it didn’t take long for the team to pick up on the fact that something was wrong. But any time you were approached about it, you simply brushed off their concerns with a short, “I’m fine,” or, “I don’t want to talk about it.”

Just like everyone else on the team, Hotch knew something wasn’t right; if anything, he was probably the first person to take notice. You were normally so talkative, and bubbly, and always always said hello to him in the morning. The person he’d seen coming to work over the past week was not the same person he’d fallen for, and he couldn’t help the ache he felt in the pit of his stomach; he desperately wanted to know what was going on so he could help in any way you would allow him to.

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It was day 7 when he finally called you into his office. Truth was, he didn’t want to talk to you as your boss, he wanted to talk to you as a friend. His tone wasn’t as commanding as you were used to, this time it was softer. Any other day you would have picked up on the slight change, but you were so far past exhausted that you didn’t think anything of it.

It was a short conversation, one that started with a gentle, “what’s going on?” from him, and a firm, “nothing. Everything is peachy over here.” from you.

You weren’t trying to be rude, you were simply tired of being asked if you were okay. You’d finally reached the point of simply feeling numb, and you didn’t want to keep rehashing everything you were trying so hard to bury. You knew you were barely hanging on by a thread, and you could feel it getting closer and closer to snapping every time someone tried to bring it up.

He couldn’t even be mad at you for the way you were speaking to him, because even though he didn’t know what was causing the pain you were feeling, he knew you were hurting. He also knew you weren’t intending for your words to harm him directly, it was simply your defence mechanism; push people away before they have the chance to hurt you, and keep yourself from a complete breakdown down at work.

The conversation ended with you asking, “do you have any concerns about my work performance?” You had a point, much to everyone’s surprise, your work hadn’t been affected at all. Throughout your life you’d become so good at pushing your own feelings to the side any time you needed to. So especially now, when other people’s lives were on the line, there was just no time for you to let your own issues interfere.

He found himself slightly flustered for once, as he struggled to find the right words, “no, no.. you seem to be handling work well through whatever it is that’s going on.. I just..”

You cut him off, “Thank you, Sir. I think I’d just like to finish things here so I can go home if that’s okay.”

He was at a complete loss, unsure of what to say next. All he wanted was for you to confide in him. He couldn’t stand to see you hurting any longer. All thought of how else he could approach the situation escaped him, and he just stared at you for a second, unable to speak, before simply nodding.

As you turned and walked out of his office, closing the door behind you, his brows settled into a deep frown as he attempted to pick apart the last 30 seconds, unsure of where he’d gone wrong. But he knew deep down it wouldn’t have mattered what he’d said, something was going on outside of work.

After seeing you like that, he couldn’t help the anxious feeling that gripped his chest. He cared for you, more than he did anyone else. When he’d first come to that realization, it terrified him. He loved each and every person on his team, and trusted them with his life, it was important for the success of the team.

But with you, it was different.

He always found himself being drawn towards you, especially in life-threatening situations. If there was even the slightest hint that things could go sideways, he was glued to your side, ready to do whatever needed to be done to keep you safe.

The rest of the team picked up on it immediately, while you remained oblivious. You were already in a relationship when you’d joined the BAU, and unlike your ex, you’d never given anyone else a second glance. So the gravitational pull Aaron felt towards you wasn’t even a blip on your radar.

And through it all, Aaron had kept his distance, being respectful of the commitment you’d made to another man, even though it was killing him inside. Every once in a while he would over-hear you talking to the girls, confiding in them about the troubles in your relationship. The bad definitely outweighed the good, and his heart only broke more and more every time he heard his name mentioned; Aaron wanted nothing more than to whisk you away from everything and show you what real love could feel like. He couldn’t help but wonder if whatever was bothering you had something to do with him.

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So here you were, 8 days into the excruciating realization that your ex probably never loved you in the first place, and you were finally going to confront him about it. Both you and the other girl had decided that you wanted time to get your stories straight and prepare for the backlash that was sure to come your way.

As predicted, the conversation was not all sunshine and rainbows. He was downright cruel, more heartless than ever before. But through it all, he still denied everything. He claimed to have never met her before, and said that she must have faked all the texts somehow. He had a hard time explaining away the voicemails, but he’d still managed to end the conversation feeling like he was a saint, and you were the devil.

Needless to say, it was another sleepless night, and you figured, why wallow at home all alone? You rolled out of bed around 3:00 AM, and decided that going to work early to get a head start on the day was the best thing for you. Throwing yourself into your work was always the first thing you wanted to do to distract yourself from the hell in your mind.

Arriving at the office, you put your vehicle in park just as your phone started ringing. It was him.

“Why the fuck is he calling me at this time of night?!” you thought to yourself, “he has absolutely no regard for anyone else.”

Answering the phone with a blunt, “what do you want?” you clenched your free hand around the steering wheel in an attempt to keep yourself calm.

You heard a soft voice on the other side of the line, “Y/N, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have yelled at you.”

You scoffed, “you’re sorry for yelling at me? Really? That’s what you’re sorry about?”

The slight pause on the other end of the line boiled your blood, because you just knew he was trying to come up with another fake apology; another excuse for his actions. All you wanted was for him to admit what he’d done, so you could tell him to fuck off. “That, and.. I’m sorry you couldn’t see through her lies.”

A laugh of disbelief escaped your lips, “that is the most back-handed and insincere apology I’ve ever heard. This is over. I should have ended things a long time ago. Don’t call me again.”

You swiftly pulled the phone away from your ear, desperately wanting to hang up before he had the chance to say anything more. Unfortunately you weren’t quick enough, and you could hear his yell of, “bitch!!” through the phone, “yeah, well she was a better fuck than you anyway!!”

Your heart immediately sank. You knew he had cheated. You had all the proof you needed to believe it. But finally hearing him admit it, and in that way, felt like knives puncturing right through your chest, severing the last of the thread holding you together.

You felt white hot rage flowing through your veins. You tossed your phone carelessly onto the seat beside you before undoing your seatbelt; you felt like you were being suffocated. You now gripped the steering wheel with both of your hands, and tried to focus on your breathing. But it didn’t work. Of course he just had to get the last word in, and of course he was going to make sure it was a low blow.

Failing to calm yourself down, you closed your eyes, and breathed deep once more. But nothing would have been able to stop the scream that built from deep within you. Your lips parted and the most heart-wrenching sound you’d ever made came out; a confused mix of anger and desperation pierced your ears.

Little did you know, when you’d pulled into the parking lot, Hotch had been right behind you. Not one to miss the small details, he noticed it was your vehicle turning in front of his, and worry immediately settled deep in his chest. You only ever came into work this early when a case called for it, or if he’d requested the team be there ahead of schedule. But he hadn’t asked anyone to do so.

He parked and got out as soon as possible. As he approached your vehicle from behind, he could see you moving, hear your scream, and fear clawed at his mind. He’d never seen you like this before, something was very wrong, and he knew he needed to get to the bottom of it. He couldn’t stand to see you carrying this hurt with you any longer.

Your lungs finally reached their limit, no more sound coming out, and you simply reacted without thinking. Still desperately needing to get your frustration out somehow, you slammed your fist against the steering wheel, missing the side by an inch, causing the horn to go off.

Only a few strides away from your driver’s side window, he saw you slam your hand against the steering wheel just as one short burst of the horn filled the air. Keeping his distance, not wanting to come up too close or fast and startle you, he circled the side of your vehicle, a couple feet away, until he was standing off to the side.

Pulling your hand back swiftly, hoping you hadn’t startled anyone, you opened your eyes and began looking around wildly. Your eyes connected with his immediately, and the concern on his face was clear even from this distance. The sigh you let out was composed of the embarrassment of being caught, mixed with relief over the fact that it was Aaron.

Throughout your time at the BAU, you couldn’t deny the trust you had in Aaron. Whether it was discussing a case and how it had affected either of you, or discussing the simple things like your lives outside of work, you always enjoyed talking to him. And you felt safe around him. No matter what situation the team was walking into, if you knew you had him by your side, you knew you were going to be alright.

You’d had no reason to think it was anything other than a mutual respect for each other as colleagues, but that would soon change.

Once he recognized that you’d seen him, he closed the gap between you without hesitation. Gripping the handle of your driver’s side door frantically, he pulled it open and crouched down beside you, all while still keeping a comfortable distance, not wanting to intrude on your personal space too abruptly.

As you swung your legs out the open door, you slowly brought your eyes up to meet his. You were both silent for a period of time that was only a few seconds, but felt like an eternity. He had a million and one questions he wanted to ask you, but he stayed silent, waiting for you to speak first.

Too emotionally exhausted to care if you were being too blunt, you simply admitted, “he cheated.. he’s been cheating on me.. for months..”

The defeat in your voice cut right through him, and in an instant, the anger that was coursing through his veins matched yours. He knew first hand what it felt like; the betrayal and worthlessness that came with having an unfaithful partner. He would never wish that upon anyone. So seeing you in front of him now, trying desperately to process that same hurt he’d felt all those years ago, devastated him.

How could anyone have you within their grasp and choose to throw you away like you meant nothing?

How could anyone be graced with your beauty and warmth and choose to stomp out that flame?

How could anyone see the depth of emotion behind your breathtaking eyes and choose to look the other way?

“I’m.. I’m so sorry.. Y/N..” Words completely escaped him; no comforting anecdotes would do in this situation. All he could do was show you that he was there for you, and let you say whatever you needed to say. As he reached forward, he grasped your hands in his and looked into your eyes.

You scanned his face and saw the disbelief written across his handsome features. You squeezed his hands with what little srength you had as you breathed in deep, before releasing the air from your lungs slowly. You dropped your head, looking down at your lap in embarrassment. “I’m so sorry Aaron.. I shouldn’t have.. you didn’t need to see all that..” Your voice was broken as you spoke, your ability to push everything aside disappearing completely.

Shaking his head, he jumped in to redirect your line of thinking, “no, no, don’t do that to yourself.. you have nothing to apologize for.”

With another shaky breath in, you looked back up at him and your eyes connected once more. You found nothing but warmth radiating from him as he gazed back at you. You couldn’t deny how comfortable you felt in that moment, wanting nothing more than to get everything you’d been holding back out of your system. So when he spoke once more, you couldn’t help the relief that consumed you, “what do you need? What can I do?”

Fighting back tears, you admitted, “I’m just so angry.. all the time.. I just..” as you breathed in deep once more, he could feel the tremble in your hands as you admitted, “I need to let myself be angry. I want to scream at the top of my lungs until I can’t scream anymore. And I have to get rid of all of his things. I have to completely remove him from my life.”

The relief he felt with how upfront and honest you were being was indescribable. This is all he wanted, for you to let him in, and hopefully allow him to help.

A quick smile pulled at the corner of his lips as an idea popped into his head. It was something he’d always wanted to try, but has always talked himself out of doing for one reason or the other. “I think I might have an idea.” Looking up at him again, a slightly confused expression on your face, you were silent as he explained himself. “There’s this place downtown, you book a room and they let you throw things and break things and just destroy everything.”

Your eyes lit up momentarily as your mind flashed back to a conversation you’d had a couple years earlier when it had first opened. Same as him, you’d always wanted to go, but never thought you had a good enough reason to. You had to admit, if there was any time to do it, now would be that time. But as much as you knew it was what you needed to do, you couldn’t stand the thought of going alone. You needed someone by your side, someone you trusted, if you were actually going to do it.

He could see the hesitation on your face, so he added softly, “but you don’t have to, if it’s not something you’d be interested in, I just thought..”

You interrupted his rambling, “no, no, Aaron, it’s the perfect idea.. I just, I don’t know if I’d be able to go on my own.”

With zero hesitation, he was offering to go with you, help you work through everything you were feeling. He couldn’t deny the pull he felt towards it as well, maybe he’s finally be able to get some of his own frustration out. Besides, spending more time with you was never something he could say no to. “I’d go with you. If you’d like.”

A smile creased the corners of your eyes, and you found yourself completely unable to contain the acceptance and understanding you felt in that moment. Pulling your hands away from his, you leaned forward and wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him close.

The feeling of your arms around him set his heart ablaze like it always did. The first time you’d hugged him, it caught him by surprise. Not typically an outwardly affectionate person, he couldn’t deny how it felt to hold you close to him. He lived his life day by day, wondering when he might so lucky as to be able to hold you in his arms again.

As your arms tightened around him, he slowly brought his tentative hands up to encircle your waist as you leaned into him. Once his hands were sliding against your back, he felt as though he held the entire world in the palm of his hands.

Taking comfort in the feeling of his arms wrapped tight around you, you spoke softly against his neck, “thank you, Aaron.”

You could hear the sigh and content hum he let out next to your ear, “of course, sweetheart.”

The gentle pet name escaped his lips before he even knew what he was saying. He might have worried that he’d overstepped if it wasn’t for the way your arms had pulled him impossibly closer when he’d said it.

“Today? When we’re done here?” He spoke gently, making it clear that it didn’t have to be today if you weren’t quite ready.

Pulling back from his embrace slightly, you nodded, a gentle, “okay,” falling off your lips.

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

You were thankful the day hadn’t greeted you with the start of a new case. The team was lucky enough to simply focus on paperwork and case reviews, before things began winding down. Though it had been a long day, for both you and Aaron, having been there since the early hours of the morning, there was no denying the thrill that started to settle in your chest.

The mere fact that someone finally knew what was going on had already helped more than you could have ever imagined. And for that someone to be Aaron, made it that much better; you’d always felt so comfortable around him.

As the hours passed by, you’d made a mental list of all the things you wanted to grab from your apartment, all the things of his that you knew would be more than satisfying to break. All the things he’d given to you that you couldn’t wait to destroy.

Unbothered by the thought of anyone else knowing you were going to be spending time together after hours, he slipped the last of his paperwork away and made a bee-line for you from his office. You’d looked up moments earlier and saw him descending the stairs into the bullpen, and couldn’t help the rush you felt. You knew you needed this, and just like the countless cases you’d worked together before, you were grateful to have him by your side the entire way.

“Ready?” he asked, already knowing the answer. You simply stood from your desk and he motioned for you to lead the way.

Passing through the double doors, Prentiss and Morgan were rounding the corner, and Emily asked, “Hey! You two up for some drinks tonight?”

Pressing the button on the elevator, you shook your head and you simply stated, “thanks. But we’ve got somewhere to be.”

The smile he gave you as he looked down at you was clear as day. The two of them looked back and forth between you and Aaron, then at each other, confusion written all over their faces. Not wanting to wait to be interrogated, you two stepped into the elevator that had thankfully opened just in time.

It was Morgan who spoke just as the doors were closing, “what the hell was that about?”

You two let out playful laughs, knowing full well that you’d have to explain everything the next day, but you didn’t care. All you could focus on now was getting there.

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Making a stop at your place, you gathered everything you’d made a mental list of earlier, and rushed back out to the vehicle where Aaron was patiently waiting. In no time at all you were pulling into a parking spot, and you grabbed hold of the box of items as he rounded the vehicle and opened your door for you. Thanking him, you both made your way through the doors of the building and to the front counter.

“Two for Hotchner.” He spoke very nonchalantly, and though it didn’t spark anything within you, he couldn’t help but take note of how natural it felt to say that in regards to you and him.

After paying for the session, a kind gesture for which you would thank Aaron multiple times, you were soon being lead down a series of hallways. As the door to the room was being pushed open, suddenly all those anxieties began to rise in you once more. Seeing the large space, filled with everything ranging from small plates and cups, to an old TV and wooden chairs, made it all so real. You knew you needed to let it all out, and the equipment lining the far wall told you you would be more than able to accomplish that, but finally being faced with confronting everything you were feeling made you nervous.

You were each given a set of protective face shields and gloves, along with a quick recap of their safety procedures.

As the employee was exiting the room, you set your box of items on a table in the corner. With you and Aaron now alone, you both put the protective gear on. Turning to face him, you joked, “how do I look?”

As he pulled his gloves on, he stated, “like you’re ready to break stuff.”

Laughing nervously, you admitted, “I am, I just.. is it weird that I don’t know where to start?”

Shaking his head understandingly, he suggested, “let’s start with some of the things in the room first. We’ll circle back around to your personal items in a bit..”

“Okay,” you agreed, knowing that easing into ridding your ex from your life was the right call.

You started small, both of you picking up plate after plate and throwing them against the wooden wall, adrenaline beginning to pump through your veins. As both of you began to feel more and more comfortable with the unnatural feeling of breaking objects rather than preserving them, you couldn’t help the joyous laughter that graced your lips. There was a reason these rooms existed, because the relief you felt was undeniable, for both of you.

As you threw one last plate, he had turned and selected a baseball bat from the wall of equipment. Handing it to you he suggesting, “try something bigger,” as he motioned towards the TV.

Lining yourself up with the tv that was standing on a wooden block in the middle of the room, you pulled back before swinging with all your might. As the bat connected with the TV, the screen shattered everywhere as the frame tipped backwards, the most satisfying crash and rainfall of glass filling the room. As a huge smile crossed your face, you turned to face him, “ohhh you have to try that!!”

Handing the bat over to him, you placed the TV back on the stand and stepped out of the way. As he lined up his shot, the connection of wood to glass graced your ears yet again. With that same smile you’d had on your face moments earlier pulling at the corners of you mouth yet again, neither of you could help the laughter that erupted from deep within. Even if it was only temporary, you knew you would remember the joy you felt in that moment forever.

Making your way through the room, using sledge hammers to destroy the wooden chairs, and golf clubs to break glass bottles, it wasn’t long before everything was broken. But just as easily as those highs came, they disappeared, as you were now being faced with nothing left to destroy but your box of belongings.

Slowly making your way to the table you’d set the box on, Aaron silently watched as you pulled open the cardboard flaps and took everything in. Your eyes scanned the contents, before settling on a pair of stemless wine glasses that his mom had gifted to both of you on your 2nd anniversary.

Carefully holding them in your hands, you turned to face Aaron, and the look on your face said it all. He could see the hesitation, the uncertainty, as you glanced back at the glass in your palms. You tested the waters, simply dropping one of them right where you stood. As the glass his the floor and shattered, it felt like everything was happening in slow motion. In your mind, every shard of glass was like every tiny moment you’d shared, all of those memories being scattered across the floor.

You breathed in deep, before exhaling a shaky breath, as tears began to well up inside you. When you looked back up at Aaron, he could see the pain in your eyes clear as day. With a gentle step forward, he reached his hand out and placed it on your shoulder. “You don’t have to..”

You shook your head, “No, I do..”

He simply nodded, his encouraging hand still on your shoulder, “okay. Is there anything I can do to help?”

You looked up at him, the warm smile that spread across your face a stark contrast to the single tear rolling down your cheek, “I don’t know if I can dig through all that again.. Can you just hand everything to me?”

He nodded again, “of course.”

Smiling weakly at him, you thanked him before stepping to the side. With the second wine glass still in hand, you stared at it, turning it over and over, taking in every detail for the last time, before finally taking aim and throwing it at the wall. As it shattered, the light reflected off each piece of glass as they fell to the floor; it was a truly breathtaking sight.

One item at a time, Aaron carefully assisted in emptying the box. Everything from the ceramic jewelry dish he’d bought for you, to a collection of Christmas ornaments you’d purchased in his favourite colour in the hopes of hanging it on your tree one day.

A ragged breath in after the last ornament smashed caused your emotions to begin flowing freely. Silent but unstoppable tears made themselves known on your face, as you turned to look at Aaron. You didn’t care if he saw this side of you, he’d seen it before, with those rare cases that you just couldn’t seem to shake. He blinked slowly a few times, trying to hold back tears of his own, as he took in the raw emotion on your face. A timid hand reached out to you, a picture frame in his grasp.

Looking down at the item he was handing you, your face scrunched, as the pain of the memory came rushing back. It was the picture frame you had put your first photo together in. The dainty gold had once been home to the snapshot of you and him at an amusement park. You’d removed the photo the day you found out, so the frame stood empty now.

Grasping the metal in your hands, you walked over to the wall and picked up the sledge hammer again before setting the frame on the table. With one more look at the glass encased by shimmering gold, you swung the sledgehammer. You felt that same anger begin to bubble to the surface as the weight came down, contorting the metal and sending glass flying.

As everything you’d been fighting so hard to ignore finally rose to the surface at once, you were unable to hold back the yell that escaped as you took out your anger on the picture frame. Swinging again and again, screaming louder and louder each time, Aaron kept his distance, allowing you to get out every last bit of emotion trapped inside you.

With the metal now unrecognizable, you simply let the weight of the sledgehammer slip from your weakened fingers and fall to the floor. Your heavy breathing quickly got the best of you, your chest heaving, tears continuing to stream down your face.

As you turned back to Aaron, he was holding one last item in his hands. His voice was cautious, “that’s the last of it.”

Looking up at him through damp eyelashes, you glanced down at the item he was holding, and let out a deep sigh. You simply took it from his grasp and threw it at the wall with no hesitation, another scream ripping through your chest, as your knees gave out and you collapsed to the floor.

The final item had been a flower vase. You knew there was no way Aaron could have known the story behind it, the magnitude of hatred and regret it held, but the fact that it had been the last thing from your relationship that you would smash was quite poetic.

It was a gift he’d given to you after your first fight. You couldn’t even remember what the fight had been about, but you distinctly remember never having received a verbal apology for the way you’d been spoken to. His answer to everything throughout the entire relationship had been to simply buy you gifts as a distraction from the fact that he never truly cared about how much he’d hurt you.

You should have seen the red flags waving in the wind and decided that you deserved better.

You should have walked away right then and there.

The second your knees hit the floor, Aaron was by your side. In no time at all, he had both of your face shields removed and tossed to the side. Without a word, he simply wrapped his arms around you a pulled you into his chest. Your arms were limp at your sides, complete exhaustion making it impossible for you to reciprocate the hug. As wave after wave of deep uncontrollable sobs echoed throughout the room, he just held you, his grip only growing tighter with every minutes that passed.

“He bought her..” you gasped, “the same flowers,” another shaky breath, “he used to buy for me.”

Once you were finally able to breathe for more than a split second, you used that opportunity to turn to the side and nuzzle your body even closer to his. Your hands were now on one of his thighs, fingertips gripping the sturdy material of his jeans. As you buried your face into his chest, he rested his chin on top of your head, and pulled you even closer.

“The last thing he said to me..” you squeezed your eyes shut as the anger you felt rushed through you again, “this morning, when you saw me..” your voice was uneven, cracking with every word, “is that she was better in bed..”

In an instant, that same anger he’d felt that morning, seeing you so beaten down, was coursing through his veins yet again. How could anyone be so heartless? That was an awful, downright cruel, thing to say to someone. And for it to be the last memory you had of him, Aaron knew he’d done that on purpose, and it boiled his blood.

With your cries now muffled against his shirt, he could feel each and every one of your tiny gasp for air as they cemented themselves deep within him. He couldn’t deny the he aching he felt for you any longer, and in that moment he decided he was going to hold you for as long as you needed, until you finally felt whole again. He didn’t care if it took weeks, months, or years. Nothing on earth was ever going to tear him away from you.

“I should have seen the signs..” you were trying desperately to regain your composure, “I should have left sooner.” With one final deep breath in, your cries finally subsided, as you admitted weakly, “It’s my fault. It’s all my fault.”

He responded swiftly, not allowing your negative thoughts time to simmer, “none of this is your fault.”

Pulling back from his embrace slightly, you looked him in the eyes, face heated and cheeks damp from tears, “how do you know that?”

Bringing one hand up to the side of your face, he gently wiped the tears from both of your cheeks before brushing the hair out of your face, “because I know you.”

You simply stared at him, almost as if you were expecting him to break, change his mind and agree with you. Agree that you were the problem, and that he had every right to do the things he’d done.

When you didn’t respond he added, “you have the kindest, most genuine and caring heart of anyone I’ve ever known. There is nothing in this world that you ever could have done to deserve the things that happened to you. The way he treated you.”

Another deep sigh escaped your lips as you diverted your gaze from his. Focusing on the way your fingertips fidgeted with the seam along the outside of one of his pant legs, you desperately tried to allow yourself to believe the words he was saying. He could tell by the look on your face that they weren’t fully sinking in, but he was going to keep repeating them until one day they finally did.

After a few seconds of silence, he placed his warm palm against the side of your face once more, pulling your attention back to him. Once your eyes connected, he spoke soft and slow, trying his hardest to make sure you heard every word he was saying, “I know you can’t see it right now, but things will get better. This pain you’re feeling will fade. You are meant for so much more than this. This is not where your story ends.” As he spoke, he was dangerously aware of just how deeply he wished he could be that future for you. “If he couldn’t see how special you are, then that’s his loss. You deserve someone who will stop at nothing to make sure you know just how incredible you are.”

You didn’t know it then, but everything he was saying was a confession of his love for you. He so desperately wanted to be the one who could prove to you that you are desired, loved, and valued.

Using what little energy you had in you, you leaned into his chest once more and encircled his wait with your arms. As you pulled him close, you could feel the gentle kiss he placed against your hair, before resting his chin on top of your head once more.

Your voice was a mere whisper, “thank you..”

His arms tightened around you once more, covering you in love and acceptance, and protecting you from harm.

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

As the next day rolled around, you found yourself waking much more refreshed than you’d been in over weeks. As Aaron’s face flashed through your mind, you couldn’t ignore the comforting feeling that washed over you. You knew you’d never be able to thank him enough for what he had done for you, and what he would continue to do.

Having forgotten about your exchange the day before with Derek and Emily, you were unprepared for the interrogation that followed the second you stepped foot though the double doors.

“Soooo..” Derek’s voice was inquisitive, with Emily right by his side.

“Soooo what?” you asked.

They both raised their eyebrows at you. It had been pretty clear something was going on, with how swiftly you and Aaron left the day before, and how drastic your demeanour had changed overnight. “You and Hotch?”

“Yeah! What was that about yesterday?” Emily jumped in.

Heat rose in your cheeks, as a flustered smile graced your lips, “oh, it’s nothing. He was just helping me with something.” You did your best to play it off, but you knew neither of them were going to let you get away with that explanation.

“Oh come on..” Prentiss teased.

“Yeah, give us all the dirty details..” Derek spoke through a cheeky grin.

You rolled your eyes, “man you two are persistent.”

“Why do you think we’re so good at our jobs?” Emily teased, and Derek nodded in agreement.

Shaking your head, you decided that giving them the bare minimum was all you could do. Just a small amount to satisfy their curiosities. “Okay, fine.. I’m sure it’s no secret that I haven’t really been myself lately..” they both nodded, clearly having figured out something was wrong, “Hotch just suggested I go to that rage room downtown. So we did.”

Derek was quick to jump in, “he suggested you should go.. and he went with you?”

Shrugging your shoulders in an attempt to move past the conversation, you nodded and said, “yeah, it was fun.”

The two of them gave each other a knowing smile.

“What..” you inquired.

“Oh no, it’s nothing..” Prentiss stated, repeating your sentiment from earlier.

“No no, you don’t get to do that..” you teased.

“The big man’s got it bad.” Derek admitted.

Your brows scrunched as you tried to process his words. Surely he was kidding. You always teased each other about romantic relationships, but rarely about each other. Maybe they just saw the opportunity for a joke and was running with it?

You laughed, “no.. no no definitely not.”

Raising an eyebrow at you, Emily spoke once more, “all we’re saying is that we’ve all had our fair share of rough patches, and he’s never done that for any of us..”

You were only starting to heal from the unbearable heartbreak you’d experienced. You didn’t have the mental capacity to read into what they were implying. You simply shook your head, “okay, well you two have fun thinking that, I’ll be over here minding my own business.” You heard their giggles as you stepped away from them.

As you made your way through the bullpen, you couldn’t help but look up at Aaron’s office. You could see him through the open blinds, talking to Rossi. Something you would come to find out much later, was that they were having a conversation much like the one you just had.

Rossi, just like everyone else, knew about the little crush Aaron had on you. And it hadn’t taken much for Rossi to pick up on the fact that your relationship with your douchebag boyfriend had probably come to an end. He had shown up in Aaron’s office that morning, after also witnessing you two leave together the day before. And as much as he might hesitate to admit it, Aaron knew he needed the guidance as he navigated the uneven terrain.

— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —

As the weeks passed, there were countless moments where you would find yourself right back where you’d started. With memories of your ex still running rampant in your mind, some days were worse than others. Sometimes it was just a single moment during the day where you had to step away from the team to gather yourself.

Every time that happened, every single time, Aaron was by your side. Sometimes, he could tell it was happening before you could. He’d see the look in your eyes, the way your head dropped slightly, and he would immediately make his way towards you. His gentle words always pulled you out of the despair in your mind, “hey, hey, look at me.”

As you reluctantly opened your eyes and lifted your head, once your gaze met his, you always felt the world disappear around you.

“Just focus on your breathing. In, and out.”

As you nodded gently, you breathed in deep, before slowly releasing the air from your lungs.

“Good, that’s good.”

With a few more deep breaths just the same, Aaron stood there with his hands encouragingly on either side of your arms, until you finally felt the spinning in your head stop. Once a smile graced your lips once again, he knew you were on the mend.

“Yeah, there she is. There’s that smile I love so much.”

That always did the trick, finally pulling you out of your trance.

This would continue, for months. Countless times you’d found yourself attempting to join in on team banter, only to be suddenly pulled back into the nightmare that was your mind. But every time, Aaron was by your side without hesitation.

Until the day everything changed.

Excusing yourself from the group once more, you stepped out of the restaurant waiting room, pushing past the people standing in line. The team was out for dinner, and you couldn’t help but think back to all the times you’d been there, waiting in that exact spot, for a table for you and him.

As the evening air filled your lungs, you heard footsteps behind you, and you knew it was Aaron. Without a word, he simply stood beside you and wrapped his arm your shoulders, pulling you into his side. You didn’t hesitate to lean into him, your hand coming up to rest around his back.

Following his silent instructions, you breathed in deep, then out slowly. As the air leaving your lungs released all your negative thoughts along with it, you finally felt your body relax. For the first time in a long time, you knew you were right where you were supposed to be. As long as you had Aaron by your side, you could get through anything.

You turned towards him, circling your other arm around his waist and pulling his chest to yours. He didn’t waste any time, fully encompassing you in his embrace, his arms pulling you close. As his chin rested on top of your head, your cheek pressed against his chest, you breathed in the familiar scent of him, and took comfort in how right it felt to be held by him.

He brought one hand up, slowly running his fingers through your hair, as he placed a tender kiss against the top of your head. Pulling back from his embrace slightly, his hand finding it’s way to the side of your face, you both looked into each other’s eyes, and everything clicked.

The look in his eyes told you exactly what he wanted to say, what he’d been dying to say to you for a very long time, and you hoped your eyes were conveying the same. He loved you, and you loved him.

The smile on both of your faces told you that you were right, and the understanding was there. But he also knew that saying those three little words again after the heartbreak you’d experienced wasn’t going to be easy. But he was going to wait as long as you needed. You might not be ready to say them out loud yet, but one day, you would be.

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