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Boston Chris - part two

Summary: After Chris and Y/n broke up she is miserable, she didn’t wanted to face reality, a reality without Chris. When she finally gets better is when Chris slowly starts to realise his mistake… will they make up or leave their romance in the past?

Read to find out

Angst & fluff

Not prof read!

[Part one below]

The day after Thanksgiving

Walking down the stairs after seeing their car gone y/n wanted to break down and cry but weirdly she couldn’t.

She just felt empty.

Chris was so long a part of her life. Going to high school - Chris was there, her parents divorce - Chris was there, finishing school - Chris was there, starting her career - Chris was there, losing friends - Chris was there.

He was the only constant in her life. To what should she hold in to now?

Sitting down with her fluffy blanket around her and the bowl of cereals, she pulls her phone out and goes straight to tiktok.

That was a mistake. Chris edits were everywhere.

There was and edit that said ‚I miss Boston Chris‘ a slideshow with photos of Chris from 2020 to 2022 and photos from 2022 to 2024.

Yeah she missed Boston Chris to.

Her Boston Chris.

Even his fans noticed how he changed, it wasn’t a negative change but a change nonetheless.

That’s just life right? People grow up and change. She just never thought her and Chris would become one of those people, who grow up and grow apart.

Closing tiktok she unfollowed Chris on every platform. If she wanted to move on, she couldn’t stand seeing his face everywhere and how easy it is for him to just go on with life without her while she is barely holding on without him.

She noticed that he hadn’t deleted their pictures yet, she deleted theirs of them on her account.

Chris was her first love she can’t imagine ever loving someone that way again.

She got up back in her bed and stayed there for the next few days, her phone shut off.

4 days after the break up

She turned her phone on for the first time since the day after thanksgiving.

A few of her friends messaged her asking what happened but one message stuck out the most.

Vinnie Hacker: hey are u alright with all those things going on?

Delivered 3 days ago

Vinnie Hacker: hey snoopy let me know that you’re alive, getting worried

Delivered: 1 hours ago

Y/n smiled at that. Her and Vinnie texted a few times after they met at the party in April, not a lot maybe a handful of times.

They met once so she could give him his jacket back and he invited her to eat ice cream because he insisted that this Ice cream shop in LA was the best one in the world.

Y/n couldn’t say no to free ice cream, obviously.

As they were there y/n took 5 scrapes of the so called “snoopy spoon” sort. Y/n said it was the best one and Vinnie laughed at how excited she was for the ice cream so he began to call er snoopy.

It helped y/n to take her mind off things. It was 2 days after Chris and her had this big fight after the party, her last day in LA.

Chris said he didn’t had time to drive her to the airport so she had to ask Vinnie even tho she barely knew him at the time. He was the only other person she knew in LA.

Vinnie saw the faded hand print on y/n’s wrist. He didn’t comment on it and for that she was thankful. After that day Vinnie checked in on her every now and then.

He didn’t had any Intentions behind this. She was his friend and he was simply just worried.

That’s it right?

Y/n: I’m feeling weird but I’ll survive I guess.

Y/n: thanks for asking tho :)

Delivered: now

His messages were different from the others, they all wanted to know WHAT had happened and HOW.

Vinnie just wanted to know HOW she is doing. He didn’t care what everyone else said.

Vinnie Hacker: I’m in Boston next week. Wanna go for a little ice cream snoops?

Vinnie Hacker: it’s one me ;)

Y/n: yeah sure, ring me up when you’re here

Meanwhile

The triplets were back in LA since a few days.

Chris felt weird seeing all the media having an opinions on HIS relationship, well his ex relationship.

It left a bitter taste on his tongue, he didn’t know why.

He felt sad seeing that she deleted all their photos together and unfollowed him as if she was wanted to erase him from her life like he was nothing more than a stranger to her all this time. Like they didn’t had existed.

Chris didn’t wanted to delete their pictures on his account. It was proof that they DID happened. There was a time were they were real.

The boy was happy in these pictures, in those times. He wanted to keep them and reminisce them, appreciate them.

So he didn’t delete them. He didn’t unfollow her. He wanted to keep track on her. Seeing if she would be okay.

She was still important to him.

A week later

It was around 6 pm and Y/n and Vinnie were walking along the beach with their ice cream in hand, the sun is slowly setting, casting an comfortable orange around them.

“You would be fine living like that?” Y/n asked him curiously.

Vinnie just told her that he would like to live in a small house in the mountains and his beloved ones.

“Why do you sound so surprised?” He asked in return looking down at her with a smile on his lips.

“It’s just I would never expect a guy like you to have this as his dream life”

“A guy like me?” He lets out a chuckle “okay what do you thought would it be according to ‘a guy like me’ ?

“Probably living in a big fancy house, partying everyday and living his best life with his friends and hundred of girls” Y/n finishes as she puts a spoon of ice cream into her mouth a smile also gracing her lips.

At that the boy let’s out a loud laugh almost dubling over.

“What” he spits out still trying to calm down

“If you think like that then you have the wrong image of me snoops” he said smiling.

“Okay you know I just thought-“ the girl was cut off as a group of girls around their age startet to surround them and asking Vinod for pictures.

Her smile fell. She knew what was coming. Had all this with Chris.

Flashback

Chris and Y/n were holding hands walking around the mall as girls came up to them and wanted Chris attention.

Chris let go off Y/n’s hands and began to fully concentrate on the beautiful girls.

She didn’t had any issues with Chris interacting with his friends, not at all she just didn’t liked how Chris just put her aside and ignored her as soon as he got attention from someone else.

As if she wasn’t important

It never was like that

It didn’t help that girls looked her up and down as if she wasn’t worth his time

Chris noticed this but acted like he didn’t

“Sorry Baby I just talk with them for a few minutes you can’t wait over there” he apologizes, pushing her away as if he was embarrassed of her

“It’s okay”

She sat down on a bench aside as Chris was swarmed with girls

It also didn’t help that the girls were super skinny and super beautiful.

Y/n wasn’t over weight but it still made her a little insecure.

She sat there for 30 minutes, alone.

This wasn’t the first and wouldn’t be the last time this would have happened

End of flashback

“Hey can we take a picture?” One of the girls says.

He turns to y/n “is it okay for you?” He asks

“Yeah of course.” She was dreading the wait ahead of her.

“Sure we can” Vinnie said to the girls.

What Y/n didn’t expected was that he included her in the picture and the conversations.

He didn’t wanted her to feel left out.

The interaction only lasted for about five minutes because Vinny cut them off.

“Hey guys so I would really love talking more with you but we kinda have plans so..” he trails off pointing between him and Y/n.

She felt important, she liked that.

A smile began to form on her lips.

After that day Y/n and Vinnie began to spend more time together.

Vinnie started become some what of a best friend to her.

February 2024

“What’s got you in a sour mood?” Nick asked Chris as he had an attitude the whole day and well the last few days.

“Nothing” his brother answered with an annoying voice.

“No nicks right, you’ve been in a mood since days now Chris, what’s up?” Matt chimes in.

“Oh my god it’s nothing guys, get off my back.” Now he really was annoyed at them.

He opens his phone and his brothers saw Y/n instagram story was opened. Chris must have gone through it before they came to him.

He quickly closes instagram and opens tiktok.

But it’s too late now Nick and Matt saw it. In y/n story was a photo posted if Vinnie as they were in Boston in the Ice cream shop.

In the picture Vinnie said in front of y/n with a big smile on his lips as he scraped all the ice cream from the bowl.

The caption was:

he ate all my snoopy ice cream guess he has to buy me twice as much the next time 🤧

Next time

They will met again. This bothered Chris even tho he would never admit it.

Not to mention it was the ice cream shop y/n and Chris used to walk to on late summer evenings back when they were together.

The shop was only a twenty minute walk away from their street and both of them always appreciated the time together. It was one of the few times they were alone.

He noticed they spend a lot of time together after he and Y/n broke things off.

He saw her on his and him on hers story at least three times a week.

He hated it.

His brothers ,of course, saw the story’s too because they also followed them on instagram and instantly knew Chris was in a bad mood because of this.

“It this because of Y/n and Vinnie?” Nick asks slowly with hesitation in his voice.

The brothers knew that Y/n was still as sensitive subject for the boy.

Chris didn’t say anything but shut his of and ran his hands over his face.

“Bro if you want to get over her you have to stop stalking her alright.”

“I still keep track on her because I wanted to make sure that she would be okay not to watch her fall in love with another dude.” Chris says.

“What did you expect? That she would come running after you after you treated her like that?” Nick said.

“I just never imagined her with another guy.” Chris admits in a sad voice.

“After all the shit you pulled I’m surprised she didn’t dumbed your earlier.” Nick scoffs

“Hey it wasn’t that bad alright” Chris said defensively.

“We heard all those screaming Chris.” Matt adds to the conversation.

“I broke things off with her because I saw what it did to her and I couldn’t stand her getting hurt because of me.” Said the boy

“Why did you waited so long if you knew what it did to her?”

“Because I didn’t wanted to lose her. She’s was always there for me I thought I couldn’t live without her. It was selfish but knowing that she was in was still mine gave me security even tho our relationship wasn’t good at those times.” Chris admits.

“And you couldn’t just I don’t know talk to her?” Nick explains sarcastic.

“It wasn’t that easy. There were so many times I wanted to but there was already this… wall between us that I hoped it would just solve themselves.” Chris began.

“These months we barely talked I was scared that when we finally talked, she would tell me she wants to break up with me. I ignored her because I didn’t wanted to face the truth that I was losing her.” He finishes.

“Were you still in with her when you broke up with her?” Matt again.

Silence

“It doesn’t matter she’s clearly doing fine with Vinnie.” Chris said Vinnies name with disgust in his voice.

“Chris do you regret breaking up with Y/n?” Matt asked again.

Silence

Chris stood up from the couch and made his way outside.

“Where are you going?” Nick yells after him.

“Need to clear my head.” Chris response going for a walk.

March 2024

5 months after the break up.

“Wow you finally took down the pictures.” Vinnie commented as he came into Y/n room and saw all her photos with Chris were taken down.

“Yeah it feels like it was time.” She responds.

“I’m glad you did.” He smiled as he flopped down beside her in her bed. “Proud of ya snoops” he finished ruffling her hair.

She lets out a giggle at his actions.

“Sooo what are we doing now?” He asks.

Y/n gives him the look.

Thirty minutes later Vinnie and Y/n both had a cup full of ice cream and were walking back to her house.

“We really need to find something else to snack, I’m gonna gain a lot of weight when we eat Ice cream every time I see you.” Y/n said with a Chuckle leaving her lips.

“You’re gonna be beautiful either way.” Vinnie let out.

Y/n blushed slightly. It has been so long since someone had called her beautiful. It didn’t just came from anyone, it came from Vinnie Hacker.

“Ice cream is our thing y/n. We can’t change that.” Vinnie jokes as he bumbs his shoulder with hers.

“When you say so I guess I can’t do anything about it.” The girl plays along while rolling her eyes.

Vinnie chuckles as that.

They chatted for a while til they got to her house.

“You know I’ll always enjoy our ice cream stops.” Y/n said friendly.

“I’ll enjoy spending my time with you no matter what we’re doing. But I’ll admit it’s cute how you always got ice cream on your nose while you lick your cup clean.” The boys responds.

Y/n gets a warm feeling inside her at his words.

“I have Ice cream in my nose?!” She exclaims.

“Yeah.” He whispers as he watches her trying to rub the ice cream off of her nose with a smile on his lips.

She doesn’t notice the way he looks at her.

“Is it gone?” She asks looking up at him. She notices now how tall he is in comparison to her.

“Almost.” He says quietly while walking closer to her.

She notices how close he is as he’s lifting his hand to hold her cheek while taking his pointer finger to wipe the ice cream away.

He’s still holding her cheek as takes his finger in his mouth to lick the ice cream away.

“No it’s gone.” He whispers looking deep into her eyes.

His smile slowly falls as he begins to lean closer to her.

She also leans in and closes her eyes.

She feels her lips touch his and it feels different.

As he begins to move his lips against hers she starts to move hers to.

It feels so good to know someone wants to kiss her so much she feels it in his body language.

She steps closer, her hands move from his waist ob his stomach, over his chest and cups his cheeks. All while never parting her lips from his.

His arms move to grip her hips and pull her closer to him.

His lips are soft, softer than Chris’s. Chris lips were soft but always a little chapped not like - wait

Why is she thinking about Chris now?

She hasn’t thought about Chris in so long. Of his lips in so long.

It’s the first time she is kissing someone other than Chris.

Chris was her first kiss. Her first everything.

Now he isn’t the only boy she has kissed.

She realizes her lips have stopped moving a few second ago.

Probably as she realizes she was thinking of Chris.

Vinnie begans to pull away as he notices her lips won’t start moving again.

So they just stand there now looking at each other.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.” Vinnie apologizes quickly as panic begins to set in thinking he has done something wrong and ruined his chances with her.

“No no please you didn’t.” She pull his arms back around her. “I was just in my head for a moment.” She admits.

“If you’re not ready and still need time to -“ he starts but she cut him off. “No Vinnie, I enjoyed this really. It’s just you’re the first boy since.. you know. But I want to do this with you. I think I’m ready now.”

“Yeah?” He asks shyly.

“Yeah.” She reassures.

“Good cause I really like you.” He admits letting out a little breathless laugh.

She smiles up at him and pecks his lips.

“Good night Vinnie.”

“Night snoops”

April 2024

6 months after the break up.

The triplets arrived at their hotel an hour ago.

They were guests at the Ellen show today but Chris seems down.

Nick and Madi were out to get Starbucks across the street so Matt took the opportunity to talk with Chris.

“Hey man what’s up?” The boy begins as he sat down beside his brother.

Chris just looks at him and shakes his head. He knew what he was going to say.

“Save it matt”

“Talk to me”

“No”

“Why not, I could help you.”

Silence

“Chris come on.”

“…. I just uhm… lately I’ve been thinking about y/n… a lot”

“Okay and what about it?”

“I just wish.. really wish that I could call her right now and tell her all of this to hear her reaction.” He lets out a chuckle as he remembers all the time she was more excited than him about his news.

“She was the type of person who was more happy about your accomplishments than you. That was one of the many reasons I loved her.” He smiles at their memory of her as he tells Matt all of this.

“She was the first person I wanted to tell or see when I had good news. Wether it was a win at lacrosse practise, a good grade a new song I learned at the guitar as I was still playing.” He stops and his smile falls. “ I don’t have that anymore. I can’t just call her and tell her this but I want to so… ugh… so god damn bad.”

“I miss talking to her.” Chris continues. “She understood me. It becomes clear now how much I need this, her, y/n”

“There are so many things I want to tell her, tell her that we made it that the things we dreamed of became true. Did you know there was this one time in summer we were walking home this ice cream shop and jokes about us being on the Ellen show? And today we just were and I can’t share that with her.” He finishes.

Matt stays silent for a bit. He knew how much his brother has loved that girl.

“Chris.. uhm I don’t know how to tell you this but when you broke things off with y/n I knew you would regret that. I mean yeah we were suddenly known that you probably thought you wanted more but in the end you only ever wanted her u just lost focus on it for a while.” Matt said.

“And what do I do now?” He asks his brother, looking up at him with tears in his eyes.

“I don’t know.”

“Fantastic” Chris lets out a sarcastic laugh.

“Look were back home in Boston next month how about you just try to apologize?” Matt tries.

“After half a year?”

“Better late than never.” Matt puts a hand on his shoulder and gives him a smile that Chris returns.

He will try.

May 2024

“Vinnie stop” y/n is laughing really hard as he tickles her.

“No, say it.” He smiles down at her.

“Never” she says between laughs.

“You wanted it this way.”

He starts tickling her side now.

“Alright alright I’ll eat it. You’re better at valorant than me.”

Vinnie stops tickling her, turns her around in the bed and hovers above her.

“See it wasn’t that hard.” He says with as teasing smile as he looks down at her.

“Mhm” y/n lets out, pulling at his necklace that dingles in front of her face.

Vinnie gets the hint and leans his head down to capture her lips with his.

Their tongues melt and y/n starts to smile as she feels his hand at her sides again m.

As Vinnie feels her smile against his lips he can’t help it but smile to.

He pull away and start to nuzzle his nose against hers.

“You’re smell so good” he sighs against her.

Vinnie knew he was deeply in love with her. Hell he probably fell in love with her after their talk that night at the party.

He just hopes she feels the same. Sometimes he worries she might just is with him as a distraction from Chris.

Last week he asked to be her boyfriend and she agrees. He really hopes she means this serious as it’s serious to him.

A little while later they are ready to go out on a date. He will took her to this new fancy restaurant at the end of the city.

Amelia’s

As y/n put her jacket on Vinnie came down the stairs.

“Are you ready beautiful” he says leaning down to kiss her neck as he opens the door.

“I’m am my handsome boyfriend.” He chuckles at that, leaning down to kiss her as he walks backwards out the door, lips still locked with hers, pulling her with him by her jacket.

As they were outside he finally pulls away. She smiles up at him as he lets go of her and opens his car door for her.

Right as she was about to go in she meets a pair of blue eyes. The blue eyes that she would recognize anywhere.

Even tho everything about him has changed, he got a new a hair cut a new style his eyes a still the same ones she fell in love with so long ago.

Chris stand there with an devastating look on his face. He looks like he’s about to cry.

The triplets just got out of the car. They come probably from the airport to visit their family.

Great timing y/n thought.

“Y/n” Vinnie says pulling her out of her staring/ trance contest with Chris.

She turns around and looks at him.

She gets in the car and Vinnie closes her door.

She didn’t see the lion Vinnie and Chris gave each other as Vinnie gets in the driver side and drives off towards the restaurant.

Y/n tries not to think about Chris and enjoys her time with Vinnie but Chris is still in the back of her mind.

3 hours later

Vinnie stops his car in front of y/n house and turns his head towards her.

“I had fun today” he says.

“Me too.” She responds and she means it.

He leans in and kisses her passionately.

As he pulls away they look deep in each other eyes.

“I love you” Vinnie says suddenly.

This is the first time either of them has said the L word.

Y/n’s eyes widen.

“You don’t have to say it back I just wanted you to know it.” Vinnie says quickly in a soft voice.

Y/n kisses him again, gives him a smile and gets out of the car.

“Good night Vinnie” she says

“Dream of me snoopy.” He says with a smile.

“Always.” Her smile is so big.

She watches his car drive off and as she can’t see it anymore she turns around and starts walking towards her front door.

“You’re moved on.” Her smiles drops as she hears his voice.

The voice she hadn’t heard in six months.

The girls stand still. She doesn’t want to turn around and face him.

“I knew you would be okay.” He continues as he steps closer now crossing the road.

“Did you?” Y/n asks still not turning around.

“Of course I did. I always knew you deserved better than what I gave you. That’s why I let you go.”

“Stop it.” Her was is calm and soft. No anger. She was never the type to hold grudges against people. She turns around. “I never wanted you let me go.”

“I had too. I saw what I did to you.”

“When you knew what you did to me all those months why didn’t you stop? Why didn’t you talked to me?” She isn’t mad just curious.

“I don’t know.” She closes her eyes at his answer. “But I know that I regret everyday how I treated you. And I know that I’m so incredibly sorry.” She turns around and starts making her way to her door. She knows this isn’t nice but she couldn’t hear him talking anymore.

But he wasn’t finished. “And most importantly I know that I miss you more than anything.” She stops again and turns around to face him as she hears how desperate his voice has gotten.

“I miss taking to you, I muss telling you what’s going on in my life and I miss hearing what’s going on in yours. I muss hearing your laugh and kissing you, holding and.. and,” he stops for a short moment to take in a deep breath and calm his nerves. “ I miss being with you y/n.” He finishes his speech.

Y/n stays silent as they both just look at each other in the dark night.

The only lights are the moon and the street lamps a little away.

They never thought they would find themselves in this situation.

“Do you miss me?” He asks stepping closer to her.

“Chris..” she turns her head away

“Answer me please.” He sounds so desperate as he grabs her hand.

“Don’t you remember us? How good we were? Why are you wasting you’re time with him?”

She pulls away suddenly as she hears his words.

What they were.

The were he was talking about didn’t exist anymore and it never could. They were different people now.

She remembers all the times she felt not important to him. She never felt that way with Vinnie. And hearing how he talked about him made her angry for the first time that night.

Vinnie was the person who was there for her after he left.

He helped her repairing the things he broke.

If anything she was wasting her time waiting for him to show her love again.

“The us youre talking about does not exist anymore.” She said calmy looking into his eyes. “And my time with Vinnie is anything but a waste.” She turns around, for the last time she hopes.

“Are you happy with him?” Chris got mad. He was and at himself that he had let her go and he couldn’t unmake that mistake now.

“Yes.” She says.

“Do you love him?”

“Yes”

That broke him. She loved someone.. that wasn’t him.

He wanted to break down and cry, beg on his knees for her forgiveness.

“Wonder how longer that lasts.” Instead he only made it worse.

“What.” She turns around.

“I mean you see how it was with us. What made you think it will be any different with him? He’s also an influencer”

“He isn’t you.”

That shut him up

“He makes time for me, he doesn’t makes me feel useless, he won’t leave me.”

“Yeah alright” he lets out a sarcastic laugh. “ I see you when you’re come clawing back to me after he leaves you.”

“Fuck you Chris.” She finally tunes around and gets inside her.

As she slams the door shut she leans against it and slides down.

She starts so cry again. Again because of Chris.

The next morning

Y/n woke up to a headache.

She felt like shit, she honestly just wanted Vinnie.

Ding dong

Could Vinnie read her mind?

She made her way downstairs to open the door.

On the other side of the door was the last person she wanted to see.

Chris.

She bag an to close the door again.

“Wait” he calls out. “ I wanted to say sorry.”

“I have this feeling we were at this point before.” She responds.

“I wanted to say sorry for last night.”

She opens her door again.

“Come in”

“I over stepped. I should have never commented on your relationship with Vinnie.” It was hard for him to say what he’s about to say but it’s for y/n so he would do it. Because he would do anything for her.

“I’m happy if you’re happy. I really wanted to apologize last night but as I saw you with him.. y/n I just lost it. I never thought I would see you with another man.”

“It’s okay Chris” she tries.

“No it’s not. I admit I regret breaking up with you. But that was my mistake. I can’t blame you or him for that only myself. I mean I understand why he likes you.” Chris chuckles.

“You’re an amazing girl y/n i’m sorry if I ever made you feel like your weren’t.” She could see the honesty in his eyes.”if I’m completely honest I had hope that after our visit, we both Cousy start over -“

“Chris-“ she tries to cut him off.

“No let me finish. As I saw how he looks at you and how you look at him I knew that was it. I really wished we had a different ending. I mean for a very long time I thought I was going to marry you.” Letting out a soft laugh.

It was silent for a few seconds.

“I want to remember us as something I was happy about. I don’t want this us, the memory of us to be ruined. I want to remember the innocent us, the one who dreamed of the future and our biggest worriers were if we’re gonna have a ride to the arcade.” She said

They bitch chuckled at that.

“Chris I want to remember you as the boy I fell in love with in Highschool who would do everything to make sure I was happy. Not as someone who couldn’t care less if he saw me or no” the girl finishes.

“Y/n-“

“I know you didn’t mean too and I’m proud of everything you guys accomplished.”

“We were each others first loves. Let’s leave it at that.” She sends him a smile which he returns.

By now they were standing outside again.

“You will always mean something to me and you will always have a special place in my heart” he said to her

“You will always have a special place in my heart too.” She wispers in his ear as they hug each other.

As they pull sways she finishes with.”and you will always mean something to me too.”

After that Chris turns around and heads to his home.

“Say hi to Matt and Nick for me.” She yelled after him.

“Will do!”

As she turns back she sees Vinnie standing by her door. With flowers in his hands.

“You will always mean something to me?” Vinnie repeats her words as jealousy is written over his face.

“Vinnie let me-“ she starts

“Is this the reason you didn’t said that you love me back? Because of him?” He upset but more so sad.

“No Vinnie listen to me.”

He scoffs and gets in his car

She follows him and gets in the driver side.

“No stop, you listen to me now.” She said snatching the keys from his hands. “Me and Chris, we were together for over four years of course he still means something to me, he’ll probably always will have speical place in my heart but he is not the person I want to be with for the rest of my life anymore, thats you Vinnie. Because I love you.” The girl told him.

“Really”

“Yeah”

He leans over, cups her cheek and kisses her deep.

They both smile as he repeats “I love you, I love you, I love you.” Over and over again as he kisses over her cheek, nose, eyes, chin, neck. Everywhere he can reach.

“Say it again.” He says

“I love you”

“Again”

“I love you Vinnie”

Thanksgiving 2024

This year Vinnie celebrated thanksgiving with the y/l/n and the Sturniolo’s. It was great that they were all together again.

The triplets told them about their upcoming tour and new 8 million merch they’re about to drop.

Y/n and Vinnie told about how they going to move in together in London.

Who would have thought that a year ago?

As y/n and Chris sat opposite each other and smiled at one another they knew, they were always going to be alright and they would be beside each other when they would need the other.

I guess who ever said ‘it all works out in the end’ was right.

But he could have warned us about the hard way there…

A/n: heyyy loves I hope you guys enjoyed part two and are okay with who became endgame. I was thinking about making Chris and y/n endgame but I really liked the relationship with Vinnie.

Okay and maybe I have a slight crush on Vinnie at the moment.

Anyways let me know if you liked this part and want me to write more fics about different celebrities.

Also sorry again for spelling mistakes like I said English isn’t my first language.

Til next time, xoxo

#vinnie hacker x reader #matt sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x reader #sturniolo x reader #nick sturniolo

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lostinwoso · 2 years

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hi! if your requests are open, would you be willing to do one where leah’s gf sees all the thirst traps/ edits of her on tiktok and shows them to her? or something similar? thanks so much, i love reading your stuff ❤️

Tik Tok Edits (Leah Williamson x Reader)

A/N: Here you go and Thanks! I also downloaded TikTok for this, just to see what kind of edits they are. I might have to keep the App now tho. Have a great day!

You are not completely sure how you ended up watching edits people made of your girlfriend Leah on TikTok.

One moment you were checking your FYP where you saw the first edit, then deciding to check if there are more or if it's more of a singular case where someone decided to make one, and now you are looking through them for god knows how long already.

Deciding to show some of them to your girlfriend later to see her reaction, you save some videos you like a bit more, maybe even a few more than necessarily.

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It's later that day when you two are settled on the couch after dinner, a random show playing in the background, when you remember the TikToks from earlier.

Sitting up, you reach for your phone that's on the coffee table in front of the couch, "I have something I want to show you." you tell her.

Gaining her interest, she sits up too, "What is it?".

"A little something I found on TikTok." You reply while opening the app.

Groaning, she leans into the back of the couch, "Please not another video you find funny even though it's far from being actually funny." She says in a whining tone.

"Hey! They are funny, you just don't have a good sense of humor!" you quickly defend yourself.

Rolling her eyes, she mutters, "Sure."

Poking her, you say, "Stop being a meanie, it actually has something to do with you."

"With me?" she asks confused, more interested again in what you could possibly show her.

"Mhm." you mumble while trying to decide which one of the many you saved you want to show her.

Finally decided on one, you press on it, quickly shoving your phone towards her.

You watch her face as she keeps her eyes on the short edit, her face now slightly flushing.

After the video finished there is a small silence before she speaks up "Interesting."

"Interesting?" you ask with a quirked eyebrow.

"Mhm, are there more of them?" She asks while taking your phone out of your hand.

"Uh yea, but wait." You say, trying to get your phone back, so she doesn't see the amount of edits you already saved.

But the attempt was useless as she is already scrolling through the edits you saved of her.

After watching a few more, still blushing, she mumbles, "I didn't know people do that."

"Uh yea, I was surprised too." You say while trying to get your phone back once again.

Quickly pulling her arm away, a smirk forms on her face as the blush starts to disappear, "So, any reason why you have so many saved?"

You are the one starting to blush now, "I wanted to show them to you."

"That's all?" she asks, still smirking.

"Yep."

"I mean, I don't blame you, these are well-made, and I know I'm good-looking." she says in a cocky tone.

Blushing even harder now, you roll your eyes while quickly snatching the phone out of her hand, "You are so annoying, what happened to blushy Leah you were just moments ago?"

"She's gone." she replies, shrugging her shoulders. "Soooo..."

"So what?"

"Why do you have so many saved?" She asks grinning.

"Like I said, I wanted to show them to you."

"20+?" her grin growing, enjoying the way your face seems to get even more red.

Taking the pillow next to you, you shove your face into it. "Yes?"

Hearing a laugh, she pulls you into her, "You are cute."

There is a small silence, your head still buried into the pillow, obviously embarrassed.

"But you know, if you wanted to see me that desperately, all you had to do was come over into the kitchen."

After letting out an embarrassed groan, she could hear your muffled voice, "Shut up pleaseee."

Laughing even harder now, she presses a kiss to your head, clearly enjoying the state you are in right now.

#leah williamson imagine #leah williamson imagines #leah williamson x reader #woso x reader #woso imagines #woso imagine

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tmntxthings · 1 year

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Ok this whole scenario is based off a tiktok I saw by nightlyht so credit to them for the idea

Imagine if Baxter Stockboy ACTUALLY managed to reveal the turtles to the public, and while chained up and in a pure rage one of the turtles shouts that they’re “gonna kill him” in front of the crowd.

Only for them to finally look into the crowd to see the reader, staring back at pure horror as they yelled at the kid they babysit (or younger brother if that’s the route you wanna take).

That was the first thing I thought of when I saw that tiktok and I thought the idea was interesting.

(this can be any of the turtles btw).

Fright at First Sight

author’s notes: alternatively, FFS, well here we are ladies and gents, finally got around to this one c: sorry for the wait anon & to @marwhoa , you are my savior :3 tysm for all that you do, you’re the main reason I was able to pull through with this one <3333333333333333

warnings: angst, hurt to comfort, unedited

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How did things turn out like this?

Usually Baxter was such a joy to babysit. He was the sweetest kid. He only wanted someone to pay attention to him and his talents. Truly he was a gifted kid, and every time you’d babysit you made sure to show interest in his new inventions. He would light up with joy when you showered him with praise! Truly, he was like the little genius brother you never had. But this time was different. When you went to check on him in his room, (he had told you he would be working on a new project and that he was to not be disturbed!) he wasn’t there. No where in his room and you would’ve gone into full panic mode and called his parents, until you saw what was on his tv.

It was Baxter himself, on the television with the big jumbotrons in the background! And your eyes had practically bugged out of your head and you ran out of his room, and headed for Times Square. You hadn’t been able to see much but he was definitely there, talking to what seemed like a big crowd, and the words ‘revealing New York’s monsters’ had been in big bold letters at the bottom of the screen. Whatever he was doing, you needed to get there quickly, you couldn’t believe he had snuck out, much less made his way to Times Square by himself! Sure he was capable and smart, but still just a kid!!

Your legs were burning and your lungs stung from dragging in the cold crisp air on an autumn afternoon. The feeling brought you back to a very recent memory. Not but a week or two ago, you had been caught in the wrong place at the wrong time. The Foot Clan, a gang that’s infamy was on the rise, had caught you on your way home after a late night tutor session. Similar to how you felt now, you had been running fast and hard. Cutting into alleyways, trying to ditch the two ninjas dressed in black. They wanted your backpack, thinking it had money or something valuable like a laptop in it. When they offered you the ultimatum, “hand over the bag, or else.” You did what any sane person would do, run the other way!

So you were in great distress when you skidded to a stop, realizing you had just turned into a dead end. “No no,” you gasped, your lungs were winded, head spinning as you turned to try and go back the way you came. But it was too late. White glowing ninja eyes were narrowed your way as the Foot Soldiers blocked off your only exit. Or so you had thought.

You found your hands gripping on the straps of your backpack as they closed in on you like predators. “Nowhere to run now,” one sneered. While the other said, “for a pretty little thing you sure do run fast.” When his hand shot out to touch your face you quickly batted it away, hollering for help. You were met with their laughter. “No one’s going to rescue you, you should've given up the bag when you had the chance.” His hand went up a second time, cocking back to hit you real hard. You couldn’t help but squeeze your eyes shut, the fight or flight response had turned into one of frozen fear. But the blow never came, and you opened your eyes to see a bright fiery orange chain, wrapped around the foot soldier’s arm. “Fuck it’s them,” the second ninja groaned as he took out his weapon. The first went flying through the air, whoever was on the other side was pulling with a great amount of strength.

“Now now, I think I heard someone was in need of a rescue.” A deep baritone voice was heard from your left. When you turned, you couldn’t believe your eyes. He was humongous! All green and red like a christmas tree! A big, bulky Christmas tree! You truly couldn’t compare him to anything other than an alien as you were stupefied as he met your gaze. This glance was fleeting as he turned back to the enemy, his fists suddenly glowing red. “Smashing like a boss!!” He roared as his powerful red fists were met with the foot soldier’s sword. The sword didn’t do much. “So, you alright?” Another voice spoke up from your left and you jumped, frozen no longer.

This one was blue, and overall less intimidating in stature. “I-“ you sputtered to try and find words, “what are you?” You breathed out a shaky breath, not sure you wanted it confirmed that yes aliens were real. Soon a purple one who had been hovering above, suddenly landed right in front of you. A flash of purple coming from his wrist, scanning you. “She’s fine, let’s go.” The purple one said monotonously. “We’re just your average heroes” the blue answered as he waved a hand, then promptly made a quick slice with a sword that you hadn’t really seen strapped to his— back? Shell??? You blinked for a couple of seconds. Suddenly you were standing alone in that alleyway, foot soldiers and aliens alike, gone! You turned this way and that way, completely befuddled. It wasn’t until you looked up to the sky where you saw four figures on the roof.

“See ya laters!” A smaller, orange banded alien- hero called out, giving you an excited wave. You couldn’t help it as your own hand came up, still very much in shock as it slowly waved back. The last to disappear from your straining eyes was the red one. Somehow, you managed to get home without your knees giving out on you. Immediately calling up your best friend in the whole world, because you couldn’t just keep this crazy experience to yourself. If anyone would understand it would be April O’Neil! The self-proclaimed expert in dealing with all things weird. She would always say how her life just attracted the not-normal. You would always try to look at the positive side, saying ‘the extraordinary’ instead. “April you’ll never believe what just happened to me!”

The phone call had been a long one, and much to your surprise, she did believe you, every word in fact. “Y/n… I actually have something I need to tell you,” and you waited with bated breath. “Those aren’t aliens, they’re my friends, and the correct term is mutants!” She said in a hurry. By this point your head had started to hurt. “Mutants??” You could only question, and April went on to give you a few minor details. Saying that they were turtles, mutated with human DNA and ooze, and now crime fighting vigilantes! You had to stop her after that, saying that if she continued your head might explode from all this new bizarre shit that was coming into light. “I’m sorry, I think I just need to rest, the foot soldiers were really scary and then finding out about ali- I mean mutants…” you sighed into the phone. “No worries Y/n, let’s chat later, yeah? I’m glad you’re safe!!”

With that you said goodnight, and goodbye. Then tossed and turned all night thinking about ninja turtles. That had been about a week or two ago. You and April had plenty of talks since then and she was actually in the midst of scheduling a meet up between you and the turtles. You had come to refer to them as such courtesy of April. “They’re so excited Y/n! Everything is going to be fineee, I promise, and I’ll be there too!” You were more than a little nervous about meeting them. But you hadn’t thanked them for saving you so, you felt like you definitely wanted to at least go for that reason.

。・゜・[Raph’s pov]・゜・。

They were turning in for the night, it had been an uneventful patrol. Much to Raph’s dismay, it seemed New York’s villains were quiet that night. “Think Dad’s still up?” Mikey asked as he landed on the rooftop above their manhole entrance. “Probably asleep in the recliner if I had to guess,” Raph chuckled. Then he leaned over the edge just as you screamed for help. “PLEASE HELP ME!” Your eyes were trained to the entrance of the alleyway, hoping for a miracle. “No one’s going to rescue you, you should've given up the bag when you had the chance.” The foot soldier’s voice was so sure and smug. Raph turned to Mikey who had come to stand beside him and his little brother nodded, not needing any direction.

Raph jumped down, ninja stealth mode style, and saw that his little brother had saved you from getting hit, just in time. It was his turn, “Now now, I think I heard someone was in need of a rescue.” He felt confident that he didn’t even need to pull out his weapons for these chumps. His mystic powers would be enough. But his train of thought was cut off as he felt your hard stare. He glanced down and was immediately drawn into those big doe eyes. You were scared, he knew he was something you’d never seen before. He turned back to the enemy, time for smashing Raph! He chided himself, because surely he could stare at you all day. You were just far too lovely, and the only reason Raph was able to move his feet away was for the sole purpose of protecting you.

The fight didn’t last long. Back on the rooftop he let himself waver, hoping you would meet his eyes again. And you did, this time he could tell you were less fearful, you were more curious. Full of hesitant wonder at what he and his brothers were. “Raph!” Donnie whispered harshly, he hadn’t noticed his brothers had already moved out of view hoping for you to leave. (This was where the entrance to the lair after all.) He tore his gaze away from you, thankful for the dark shadows of the night because his cheeks were burning fiercely.

Later that night it was like he couldn’t stop thinking about you. He hoped you had been able to get back home safely. Part of him wished he had watched over you… it was those kinds of thoughts that distracted him from really paying attention to the movie that was rolling in the projector room. Donnie waltzed into the room clearing his throat, “Brethren, your attention please” he announced. “What Don?” Leo said, pausing the movie. “I just received a call from April, and you’ll never guess what she told me.”

Mikey was listing off his guesses, “Did she get that job? Oh! She’s coming over isn’t she??? Should I order pizza?” Donnie spoke up quickly, “No, no, and no. She knows that person we saved tonight.” Then he grumbled, “she may or may not have said that was her best friend,” Leo spoke up, “she definitely said that,” he grinned teasing his purple brother. “I will not affirm or deny anything! But April did say she wanted to have a formal introduction with Y/n..” Donnie said then waltzed right back out of the room. Probably to his lab. Raph was over the moon! First at the fact that you made it back safely. Secondly, he had been hoping for the chance to see you again. Call him a dreamer, but he thought you knowing April had to be fate at work. Immediately he was getting out his phone to ask April about the meet up details, he wanted to know when, hoping it would be soon! He also wanted to know more about you. April said that it would be best for him to find out on his own, but overall you are a great person and someone that April held in high regard. Days passed, yet Raph still thought of you, he was definitely the most excited for the meeting.

。・゜・[Y/n’s pov]・゜・。

You came up to the crowd that had grown in size since you last saw it on Baxter’s tv. Baxter himself was nowhere in sight as you pushed through the crowd, receiving some colorful shouts but you paid no mind to it. You needed to get Baxter home, away from all this, the atmosphere was definitely tense. A kid had no business being in the middle of a crowd that could turn into a mob at any second. Finally the view cleared of people and you were about a few yards away from a very large van. Its rear end was facing the crowd, though the doors were closed. Barricades and caution tape were everywhere around the vehicle. No one had dared to go past them so you did the same even though Baxter was nowhere in sight. You had a sinking feeling in your stomach as you turned back around to look into the crowd you just pushed through. Where is he?!

。・゜・[Raph’s pov]・゜・。

He didn’t know how, and Donnie was probably trying to figure it out that very second, but somehow, some way, Baxter rendered them weapon-less. But more importantly their mystic powers weren’t working. No matter how much he strained against the chains, they wouldn’t break. His fists clenched tightly yet no red flow of power would show. Even Mikey (who was really tied up) couldn’t break out. Baxter had even gone as far to leave his little brother hanging by said chains, in the air, feet unable to touch the ground. “Anything Donnie?” Leo grounded out, and if looks could kill, Leo would be a dead turtle. “Leo if you ask one more time I’ll-“

Baxter burst through the van’s front door. Quickly closing it to make sure the crowd outside couldn’t see what was inside, who was inside. An evil laugh escaped him as he saw the turtles all bound and chained like he had planned. “Oh, isn’t this just something! You all fell into my trap far too easily!!” He sneered, meeting each turtle’s hardened gaze with his own as he passed them to go towards the back door. “Baxter can’t we talk about this? We’re the good guys!” Mikey tried to reason with him. Baxter was immediately shaking his head. “You’re anything but good.” He pulled out an iPad and showed them the destruction that had been caused around the city that day. Full of good intentions but ending up going sideways somehow! And every single action was filmed by Baxter… it was all too convenient. He quickly put the device away. “Looks like you’ve gotten outsmarted by me, Baxter Stockboy,” Raph was starting to lose his patience. “Now the whole world will know what kind of freaks have been living underneath our feet,” Baxter spat at Mikey whose eyes had become glassy. “We’re not freaks.” Mikey said weakly, lower lip trembling. “Yes you are, freaks, monsters, mutant menaces.” Baxter’s smile only spread as he watched Mikey’s tears fall. Raph had many talks with Mikey about his feelings of wanting to be accepted. Mikey, out of all the brothers, wanted to be loved by the city he called home. Because he loved it so much, and protected it with everything he had. The tears had Raph’s chest tightening, this little twerp was making his little brother cry!

And that was Raph’s breaking point. “YOU- I’LL KILL YOU” and no sooner had he opened his mouth, Baxter had stumbled out of the back door, an evil grin goading Raph on as the red turtle lunged for Baxter, straining against his restraints and roaring with anger.

。・゜・[Y/n’s pov]・゜・。

You watched with horror as little Baxter stumbled out of the back doors of the van. April had been calling out to you but the yelling drew your attention away. The crowd watched as the red one— Raphael (you remembered from one of April’s talks) roared bloody murder at Baxter! Raphael’s eyes were filled with hatred and anger. You were frozen again, only coming out of it as Baxter’s weight crashed into yours, trembling and crying. “M-monsters!!” He wailed, pointing at the group who saved you just two weeks earlier.

You wrapped your arms around Baxter. “Baxter, it’s okay! I’m here!” You said soothingly. You really didn’t understand what was going on but the kid you babysat for months was sobbing in your arms! It hurt your heart to see, Baxter was like a little brother. So when you looked back up at Raphael your eyes were full of distrust and fear. Kill was a strong word, a harsh word to use against a child. And you couldn’t find it in yourself to feel bad as you saw Raph’s eyes widen, his mouth parting and closing as if he wanted to say something.

The crowd was closing in on the van, pushing against the barriers and yelling at Raphael. But he wasn’t looking at them. He was only looking at you.

。・゜・[Raph’s pov] ・゜・。

It was like all the anger he had felt seconds before was zapped out of him. This look was too much to bear. You hadn’t given him such a look the first time you met, and Raph knew you had been scared then. But now, it was as if you were completely unreachable. Your eyes were cold, and distant. His chest ached for a different reason now as he tried to say something, anything! He wouldn’t take back what he said but, he had to tell you what was going on! That the little kid you were hugging was in fact some evil genius plotting for the City’s money. “I-“ Raph breathed out and the vehicle was suddenly moving. “Hang on!!” April said from the front seat as she shot past the barricades. “April!!” Donnie and Leo breathed out a sigh of relief.

Raph watched as you grew small, along with the crowd, his head slumped forward as the doors slammed shut from a sharp turn.

。・゜・[Y/n’s pov] ・゜・。

“NOOOO!” Baxter screamed, pulling against your grip and chasing after the van that held the turtles. “My PLAN, who— how— AGHHH!” The tears had dried and Baxter was kicking his feet against the pavement. “What plan?” You questioned as you grabbed Baxter by the shoulders. “I- nothing!” He shouted as his eyes darted every which way except at you. “Baxter!” You said sternly, and he flinched before his shoulders drooped with dismay. “My plan to make the city love me and get followed on my account for having caught those creatures.” You sucked in a breath and your eyes went up as the van disappeared from view. “Baxter Stockboy what have you done!” You exasperated as you grabbed ahold of one of his hands and pulled him out of the dispersing crowd, towards his home. “I can’t believe you! That whole act back there was for show??” You said in shock. Seeing the boy you had thought to be good, in a new light. A bad one. “Well yeah, I’ve gotta sell it or else people won’t subscribe!” His feet were dragging, slowing the both of you down. He had completely given up with the facade now that his big plan was blown to smithereens.

“What did you do to them?” You asked, wondering suddenly why they hadn’t fought against those chains. When the powers you had seen them use were much stronger than a little metal. “That was too easy, I found out they liked pizza so I sent a special delivery, sprinkled with lethal poison—“ This had you stop completely in the middle of walking and Baxter ran right into you. “Ow, what the h-“ you turned on him, pushing a finger into his chest. “Baxter, I can’t believe you would do such a thing. I thought you were smarter than this!” And his eyes scrunched up at your words. “Good thing you don’t get paid to think. Just to babysit.” He sneered at you as he stuck up his nose. Your blood boiled and you continued to drag the snotty child back to his house, where thankfully his parents awaited. You explained the entire situation fully expecting to be thrown out the door but they just paid you, and thanked you for dragging their son out of his ‘shenanigans.’

Before you took your leave you practically had to force Baxter to hand over the antidote to the poison. His parents again come to your rescue and threaten to ground him from all his devices unless he did as you asked. Immediately after you left the Stockboy’s residence you called April, “Y/n! She answered in a rush, look I don’t have much time to talk—“

You cut April off, “April, I know what happened and I’ve got the cure for the turtles, just tell me where I need to go!” You were swallowing down your fear as she directed you. Finding it somewhat laughable to see that this was the exact place where you had been saved. You walked to the near end and found the manhole April had described to you. And sure enough, pegs descended into the darkness of the sewers. “Get it together, they saved you, the least you could do is return the favor!” You gritted your teeth, stuffing the important vial into a pocket and down you went.

April met you at the entrance as was dragging you forward into Donnie’s lab. He had to run a few precautionary tests before he was letting any of his brothers drink this supposed ‘cure.’ But sure enough it was clean, and when everyone gathered to get their dosage, you shrinked behind April. Unable to stop yourself when Raphael entered the laboratory. He noticed of course and was quick to drink the cure and leave. “Thank you,” he called out over his shoulder at you, his voice thick.

You find your body moving on its own accord. You stop when the door to the lab shuts firmly. Eyes glued to where Raph had just been. On the one hand you just couldn’t get that scene out of your mind. Watching him lose his cool, it had been really frightening. But on the other hand, you knew Baxter was to blame. April grabbed your hand, bringing you to the common area and then pointed down a hallway. “His room is the first to the left,” April gave you an encouraging smile. You hesitated, nibbling on your lower lip, wondering about the what ifs and getting caught up in overthinking. “Y/n” she grabbed your shoulders and shook to get you back in the here and now, “he won’t bite.”

With that, she let you go and watched as you made your way to his room. You found that only a curtain was being used as a door, so you knocked on the doorway instead. You clasped your hands together and glanced back down the hallway to see that April was gone! When you looked back, the curtain was drawn and Raphael was standing, a little shocked to see you. But he was quick to push his initial shock aside, he sighed, “you should go back to the others, I know you’re afraid when I’m around..” he said this in a soft voice. Not trying to spook you, his eyes weren’t meeting yours either. You took in a deep breath and pushed past him into his room. “I- I know and that’s why I’m here, I don’t want to be,” you said honestly as you looked around his room.

He sure did like red! A small smile graced your face as you then took in a big pile of stuffed animals in one corner. “Oh..” Raph said letting the curtain fall back into place as he stood by the doorway, not wanting to move, still worried he’d scare you somehow. “What I mean is…” you turned to face him, and you were happy to see his eyes finally met yours. “I want to work on not being scared of you,” and came closer, standing before him and tentatively held your hand out towards him. “I’m Y/n, April’s friend, it’s nice to meet you.”

Raph’s eyes darted to your hand and then back up at you. Slowly, and ever so carefully, his hand went out and encompassed yours. Shaking it in greeting as he introduced himself as well, “I’m Raphael, though you can just call me Raph, the pleasure’s all mine.” He couldn’t help the sheepish smile that took over his face as he let go, the same hand going up behind his neck to scratch there nervously. “So!” You started again, just as nervous as him, “y-you like stuffed animals and the color red?” You blurted and your cheeks heated up. Truly you couldn’t think of anything else!

His smile broke into a bigger grin. “Yeah, do you have a favorite color?” He asked curiously as he went to grab his favorite stuffed bear. He wanted to know all of your favorite things, and show you all his. He appreciated your attempts at making peace, a metaphorical olive branch. He desperately wanted to prove how not scary he was. And you had a feeling you were going to get over that fear pretty easily as he bounded back over to you, brown teddy bear in hand. “I think red’s a solid choice,” you said quickly, face flushing even darker. Yep, red indeed!

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I FOUND IT, request inspired by this tiktok!!

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mountain-wire · 1 year

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6, 7, 8, 9, and 10, here's to the last man on earth in the end.

Au!Raphael x gn!reader

Part 1

Cw: Talk of death kind of

Self-indulgent writing, we love it. This is entirely based on Anna Bates song "Last man on earth" and a random writing prompt I saw on TikTok a while ago, so. If that tells you something, take it I guess.

An au set where the reader has ended up immortal and as the last man on earth due to a medicine that everyone had to take that was meant to lengthen human life[spoilers: it didn't.], until... actual alien turtles show up. That's basically it.

The world. Still just as empty as you remembered. You'd been alone for a while now, a few years you'd think, maybe 5. You lost track after a while, just sort of living life as it came by. This whole thing started by you thinking everyone in your house just disappeared, left without you. You realized after a little bit that it wasn't what happened. You found out the horrible way that after this sort of shot meant to keep everyone alive for much longer actually did the opposite. To everyone but you.

So you were left alone, you wandered. By now it felt like you'd lost your mind, saying everything in your head out loud, so you could at least hear something. You ended up in New York 2 years ago, seeing all the buildings starting to grow plants was... Weird. You didn't think any structure would be growing Vines and moss by now, let alone New York of all places. You were definitely found wrong there, it was sort of fun watching the plants grow over the past 2 years, gave you something to do.

Animals had also started venturing into the abandoned city, it was a good change in the silence you'd fallen into. You even got close to the deer and squirrels.

At the moment you were walking through one of the most overgrown parts of New York you'd seen by now, the vines climbed the side of the buildings at least 20 feet up and moss was spotted around up much of that. It had a weird comfort of seeing it, it looked just like old images you saw of cities taken over by plants. You were sure to see more of this soon, you thought.

You walked to what you assume used to be a restaurant, pulling out a knife and cutting at the vines that locked the door shut, and started talking out loud to yourself.

"This'll be fun. I think. I mean it looks like a cool restaurant," you looked to the side, the restaurants windows covered. It did not actually look cool. "yeah. Cool looking. Looks like... Vines! On the menu today! Maybe it'll be the road work ahead one."

Quietly laughing, you opened the door, hearing a jingle. Man did that bring a bunch of memories back. You brushed it off and jogged to the front, rang the bell thing they had. Leaning against the counter you looked around, this place seemed to have the same vibe as those little pit stops you see in more rural areas. It was much quieter than it should've been though. It made you uncomfortable.

Deciding it had been enough time you hopped the counter, knocking the stuff on the side to the floor. You ended up on the floor too, you'd just tripped yourself.

"The service here sucks." You said after a couple seconds, hoping anything watching you would laugh along too. You didn't think anything was watching anyway, but you can always be sure.

You felt like you could sleep, but you needed to up and move. Quickly, you sat up and crawled to where you assumed the kitchen was. You assumed right, and it smelled horrible. Someone had to have died here, come on.

"Knives knives knives, spoons, but is there any food that's actually good?" Clanking and scraping attacked your ears as you moved things, grabbing different knives you liked so you could add it to the knife room. "Hopefully this place was bad and used canned shit. That would make my and the microwaves day..... How that thing still works is a mystery to me. I'm sure someone out there knows why it still works! If only they could tell me."

Reaching the end of the line you decided to grade the cleanliness of this place and went back through, you learned if a restaurant was less clean there's a better chance of them using cans or non perishable foods. You liked the mystery of it too, it was like a game. It took up time and kept you entertained!

"Let's see.... Ovens... Check! Kinda greasy, kinda dusty too, somehow. How is the inside of an oven dusty, it's supposed to be shut tight right? Wouldn't that stop a lot of dust. So put 'not very good ovens' on the list."

You enjoyed using the knowledge Gordon Ramsay gave you from his shows. Wait...

"GORDON RAMSAY!!! NOO!!!!" You gripped your hands to the side of your head and dropped to your knees, all dramatically.

Upon the realization that Gordon Ramsay was dead like everyone else, you decided to skip the rest of the kitchen and just head straight to the freezers and fridges to look for food. On the way you took note of how this place actually had a microwave. Hopefully their salads weren't being put in there.

Every Gordon Ramsay reference your mind made had you feeling slightly worse. It wasn't super new, realizing someone big was also gone, but it always hit you the same.

"Alright. This one's for you Gordon." You wiped fake tears from your face before bursting open the doors to see...

A normal fridge. Nothing horrifying or exciting. That was exactly what you wanted right now, to be met with more silence, more quiet. An upside! There was at least honey in here, and at least a single can of soup. You'd read all the details on the nutrition labels later, but for now you would stuff them into your bag and continue the investigation.

"Let's go! Kinda nasty freezer check! Let's mark this place down! This one's gonna be nice to clean I can tell. Well I can't really, but it'll be satisfying! There's a lot of random tins, I'm not sure I wanna know what's in there. Maybe this is what died, not even a person." Reminded of Gordon Ramsay again, you frowned and pulled out a map of New York.

You marked this place with a red marker, that you know means to return. You never said the reason but you always knew when you'd return to any location with the red mark. You also marked it with orange, which means it's a restaurant. You had colors for many places. Black for 'dont return here', red for 'do return here', purple for electronics stores, orange for restaurants, blue for sporty areas, yellow for more shop filled areas, green for apartments or homes, and pink for unpredictable areas(you also liked to call them the exciting areas). Most areas with black were also pink.

"Let's blow this joint, guys." The map returned to it's spot in your bag and you gave it a pat before slipping on invisible sunglasses and taking long strides out the door.

You never realized how stuffy it was in the restaurant. It felt amazing to take a breath outside of that place. It really did smell horrible. There's probably a good few reasons for that. You moved away from the restaurant to take a good look at it, you wanted to remember what it looked like for when you eventually returned. You wanted to head home for now though, listen to music on the many different things you had. You had a vinyl record player. Who just has that in New York, you didn't know but you were pretty glad they did, they had some pretty cool bands too. You wanted to listen to music desperately, so you planned to run. Seeing a cool skateboard you stopped in your tracks, almost falling flat on your face.

"Well hello there! How did I not see you before... Oh wait nevermind, I was definitely just way too focused on the plants. That makes sense. Who would just leave this out here though. There's nobody nearby, who just loses this on the streets of New York..? Whatever, mine now." The skateboard seemed uninterested in your commentary as you held it under your arm.

You looked back at the area you just came from, upset you didn't get to explore more, before setting the board on the ground and setting off.

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The wheels came to a stop as you placed your foot down, a weird squeak-screech noise coming from it. Maybe all the years of no use. You looked around wearily, looking for anything that could see where you're going. It felt like your home was a secret you needed to keep, but it wasn't. Even if it was what would you have to hide it from? Nothing. Something inside you just kept saying you had to look around whenever you stopped and eventually you just stopped caring about suppressing it. Seeing that everything was clear you picked up the board and ran into an alleyway in-between what you think is an arcade pizza place and bakery with a home on the second floor. Rummaging through your bag you walked to the back doors of the bakery, it was barred up with this silly looking padlock you found in one of the unstable areas. The arcade was locked up with a similar one too, you were just in the bakery mood today.

"Found you, you beauty!" You said, holding a key that looked just as silly as the padlock up to the sun like it was going to save your life.

The lock opened easily, which was not surprising, the key was made for it. Quickly, you slid into the bakery before closing the door and relocking it, except from the inside this time. Putting the key back into your bag you moved further into the building, your bag now only hanging loosely from your hand. Your feet felt heavy and your eyes felt the same. A good sleep to some music would be awesome. Making your way to the stairs you moved through your bag once more, this time simply checking you had everything you wanted.

"Everything's there, I think. I'm okay, it's okay. Everyone's okay." You yawned and turned towards the door besides the stairs.

The basement doors always felt ominous, today was no different. There was a feeling of something new this time. Today was really throwing you off, everything's felt new. You didn't like it, but what else could you do. Brushing off that feeling you swung the door open and shuffled in and down the stairs.

The walls were painted with your own hands, a white background with designs, characters, and silly things you remembered from the past. It made you feel better to see, a comfort in an uncomfortable place. The wood floors matched pretty well covered in drops of paint you ignored and never cleaned up, no matter how messy it could look it felt like home.

You dropped your bag on a stool by the stairs, a loud clang coming from it. Ah, the knives. You were so caught up in the almost normal you forgot the knives.

"How could I! Gordon Ramsay look what you've made me do."

You made it a point to collect random things from your adventures, it just so happened you got so many knives you have a room dedicated for them now. It wasn't your favorite use of a room but it felt cool. Grabbing the knives from the bag you quickly walked through the basement coming to a smaller-than-normal door with a label that let you know exactly what it was on it.

"I've got more knives for you, knife room! I hope they fit in well! They're pretty cool ones this time." They all looked the same, another lie.

The door got stuck a little, you've just gotta turn it until you hear a click then you can open it. It's just like lockpicking.

Once it opened you hurried in, already looking for a place to put the new knives. You were at least glad the knife room was kinda small, so it's not like you'd use this room for anything else. Finding a nice spot in-between the few knives that look exactly the same and the other knives that look exactly the same. You really dreaded the day you'd have to start hanging knives on the walls. Or just sticking the knives in there like some freaky countryman.

With the knives In their new home you felt satisfied enough to leave the shiny room, which you did with little complications! The door that's weird to open is weird to close, you still needed to do that stupid maneuver.

Heading back to what you called the living room, you happily slid over to the record player you definitely didn't steal. You had a little bookshelf beside it with all the records you found and liked. It was mostly just everything you found, you weren't going to pass up any music in this world. Your favorite was this Queen record you found, it was Queens greatest hits. Which the greatest hits might not hold your favorite Queen songs but it still had really awesome songs. It's Queen, of course there's awesome songs on it.

Carefully you put it on the player, and moved the thing that you didn't know the name of onto the record and started playing your music. Holding your hands up like if you touched it you'd break it, you backed up towards the couch. You knew that as soon as you sat down you were going to fall asleep, but you didn't mind.

"This sleeps gonna be awesome." Were your last words after you sat down.

You fell asleep to Bohemian Rhapsody, could you ask for anything more than this.

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Suddenly, a loud crash woke you up. As far as you know, that wasn't normal in your home. Slowly, you stood up. Your eyes were still blurry and you were still riddled with sleep side effects, but you made a move to the stairs.

"....The music.... It's not playing... It's been longer than like 20 minutes. That narrows it down..." You were slowly waking up.

Another loud crash sounded when you opened the basement door. It was definitely coming from outside. At least that's good to know.

You realized you forgot the door key. You didn't want to go and get it so you just opened the window and crawled out, with a bit of knocking things over. You hoped that whatever was making the loud noises didn't hear. If it was even a creature, at that.

You stopped and waited for a second, hoping another sound would come from the noisy thing.

Another sound did come, and not even a minute later. The smart half of your brain suddenly kicked in.

"Itsnoneofyourbusiness Itsnoneofyourbusiness Itsnoneofyourbusiness.... Don't be like white people in horror movies....... Damnit." You moved silently, heading to the back of the arcade instead of the bakery, as it had more cover.

You were hoping it would just be an animal being ridiculously stupid, and that's definitely what you were expecting too. The crash was followed by an unfamiliar noise, the sort of thing you'd expect to come from a tuba or other large brass instrument, but it was weirder than that at the same time, like an auto tuned tuba being operated by someone who doesn't know how to play the tuba.

What you did not expect to see was what looked like a very large and spiky rock. No wait... That's not what it was.

"Oh my god, what the fuck" you whispered as you ducked more behind the building that was currently blocking you from the thing on the road.

It was laying on the road, so that's why you would think it's a large, green, spiky rock but you've never seen a rock that looks like that and by this point you're pretty sure you've seen all kinds of rocks. A second point that changed your mind from rock completely was that it moved. It was moving. Rocks don't move. You'd say that whatever it was looked like a turtle, but turtles are not that large the last time you checked. The biggest turtle you knew existed was the Archelon and those guys were extinct, and also sea turtles. So a normal turtle? Totally off the table. Rock? Also totally off the table. Everything you could have come up with was thrown off the table. The table was thrown out the window!

"Okay okay okay. This isn't my business, this isn't my business. Not my circus, not my monkeys." You tried to convince yourself to walk away, that this was something you didn't want to deal with.

You couldn't help but stay though, it was totally new, even to the world before you became the last person on earth. You were in new territory and it was so cool.

You leaned further out, to get a better view of whatever it was. You didn't think turtles could stand like that either. Every instinct in your body was telling you to run as whatever this held its head and looked around.

If you were to die from the shot that killed everyone else you'd want it to be now. Your curiosity got the better of you and the turtle saw you. You made eye contact. A note, it had normal eyes too. It was weird. This situation was weird and now? You were screwed. Utterly screwed.

You started at the turtle and he stared at you for what felt like forever before you slid back behind the building. You didn't know if you should run, stay hidden, or go inside somewhere quick. You quickly shut up your mind, if you needed to really listen at any point it would be now. If whatever that was decides to sneak up on you what would you do? It is definitely stronger than you, you'd lose in a fight instantly.

Shoving your fear down you stood tall, preparing for what you would see when you looked around the corner again. You felt like you should've run but you wanted to be brave. You carefully grabbed the wall before the corner and leaned over, prepared to see the turtle thing still looking over from the road. What you didn't expect was the turtle basically directly in front of you, close enough you could reach out with one arm and touch it.

The feeling of dread that overcame you was something you could attribute to the feeling you'd expect a mouse to have when a lion is standing behind it and it knows.

You looked up at the turtles face. It looked extremely confused and shocked. Even worse, it now leaned down to your level. It didn't seem like a threat but you were certainly terrified. It spoke, but you couldn't understand it. You're pretty sure it's just a different language type of situation but you did not want to deal with this at all. On that thought you finally listened to your instincts and absolutely booked it down the alley. Where you were going you didn't know but hopefully it didn't either. You could hear it shout something out as you ran away, but you weren't going to stop and see it's reaction. No way were you going to get yourself captured or something. You could think about what just happened when you stopped and were safe.

You were going to run until your muscles ached. You could promise that.

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So gonna be a series. Apologies if it's not awesome, this is literally my first time writing something like this ever. Criticism is absolutely appreciated! <3

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#rottmnt x reader #rottmnt #rottmnt raph #rise raph #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #rise raphael #raph x reader #raph hamato #tmnt #rottmnt au

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spectres-swtk-thoughts · 2 years

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Tickle Alphabet - Tech

I haven't written anything new in a bit because school makes anything other than Tiktok a chore :( HOWEVER I do have that alphabet thing by @otomiya-tickles that I began a while ago so I'm uploading the stuff I wrote about Tech :)

A: Aftercare | What is their aftercare like after a heavy round of tickling? :)

Can get pretty cuddly. He isn’t too big on giving physical affection, like initiating hugs. But he does enjoy receiving them, maybe a hand through his hair or something of the sort. Also: expect a shadow afterwards. He is one to follow his siblings around like a duckling/to set up whatever project he’s working on right next to them.

B: By | Who do they most enjoy being tickled by? (I know I saw some people were uncomfy with the original letter so I changed it)

It’s Hunter. Hunter developed a whole tickle monster routine just for Tech. And it works exactly as Hunter intended.

C: Chase | What are their chances in a chase, both as a lee and ler?

He can get pretty far, have you seen his acrobatics? It’s just, his competition isn’t exactly fair. Anything he can do, they can probably do too. So, he really doesn’t have an advantage. Unless if he’s locking himself in the cockpit or refresher, then it’s a waiting game.

D: Death Spot | What is their most ticklish spot?

Knees. He squeals so loud when they are squeezed. He is essentially a walking tickle spot but that is a very unfair starting point. His tummy is a very close second, if not tied.

E: Expression | How do they express their wish to tickle/be tickled?

Takes after Crosshair, he will start pushing buttons, try nonstop talking (he knows his brothers love him and can enjoy his explanations and ramblings, but he’ll purposely choose something just outrageous or exceedingly boring). A little rare, but he might get cuddly and that can tip his siblings off.

F: Fight | What is their behavior in a tickle fight like?

Typically more defensive than offensive. Can manage to wiggle or squeeze his fingers into tickle spots on his siblings, but all that really does is have them retaliate. The only time he can be a ler in this situation is if someone is teaming up with him (Like when they all go after Wrecker)

G: Gentle | How do they react to gentle tickles?

He already gets very blushy when tickled, but this makes it worse. He swears his entire body gets warm and he will kick his legs or curl up and cover his face as he giggles. (But doesn’t necessarily try to get away which he more than likely can with gentle tickles)

H: Habits | As a lee/ler or both, do they have specific habits when it comes to tickling?

This is more of an embarrassment behavior, but he covers his face a lot. With his hands, a pillow, anything within reach to shove his face into

I: Interrogation | How well would they handle a tickle interrogation?

Does not handle it. If he is in a playful mood, he can put up a fight, give sarcastic answers. But other times he gives in and starts answering fast.

J: Joy | Their absolute favorite thing about tickling?

It’s a break. Sometimes his brain moving so fast is great, other times it’s an annoyance even he can’t keep up with. So this is something that can shut it off. (He might also sometimes sorta like the feeling of it maybe)

K: Killer Move | As a ler, do they have special skills to use against their lees and drive them crazy with?

With headcanons of him being the Batch medic and his exceptional knowledge of anatomy, I think he’d have tricks that most people wouldn’t know. Like using pressure points against someone.

L: Laughter | What does their laughter sound like when they are tickled?

Very very giggly. The harder or longer he’s being tickled can get some great belly laughs from him.

M: Mornings | Their tickle behavior during mornings?

Because of late night projects, he does not wake up well. Enjoys cuddling/sleeping in if possible. (This makes the perfect opportunity for gentle tickles). He never initiates anything but he might not say no either.

N: Nights | Their tickle behavior during nights?

If he is going to press buttons, now is the time. Very wired at night, so he might inadvertently get tickle attacked just for being his normal rambly, sarcastic self.

O: Online | Text messaging and social media, do they have some kind of online tickly behavior to tease their lee or ler with?

I don’t see him messaging anyone to express interest. He might send a warning if he thinks a tickle monster is loose in the ship. I could see him scrolling the holonet for himself. Space Tumblr if you will.

P: Partner In Crime | If they were to go after a lee and accept the aid of a tickle partner, who do they prefer to join hands with and why?

He isn’t really one to tickle others. Until Omega. Then Echo becomes his partner in crime. They work great together with everything else (sans any argument lol) so this just makes sense. Echo’s banter and older brother experience plus Tech’s knowledge, they are a duo to be feared.

Q: Question | Their response to the question ‘are you ticklish’?

Tries to respond nonchalantly, it’s only natural right? But he gets very red and stuttery and will shy away unconsciously.

R: Role | Lee or ler, what is generally their main role?

Lee, 1000% It’s not like he wants to be (so he claims lol), but, it’s just how the dice rolled. It’s not his fault everyone took one look at him and went, yea, that’s how things are meant to be.

S: Safeword | If they were to suggest the safeword for a tickle session, which word will it be?

It might be his latest interest/point of research. So a plant, planet, culture. Or it’ll be something very familiar like datapad or Marauder.

T: Teasing | Their most favorite methods of teasing their lee/ler?

On the rarer occasion he is a ler, Tech narrates, but academically. He’ll say something like “last time doing this made you laugh this way, let’s test if that’s still the case.” He’ll explain why something tickles or ask his lee to explain the feeling. As a lee, he’ll vehemently deny something tickles or is bothering him despite all the evidence.

U: Unusual | Do they have some unusual tickle spots? Where?

As I saw someone else say, Tech’s palms. Which is a little ironic because he’s the technician, the engineer, his hands are his livelihood and something very simple can set him off. Also under his chin, his siblings like to quickly wiggle a finger there to hear him giggle.

V: Victim | As a ler, who is their favorite lee and what makes this person their ultimate victim?

Torn between Omega and Wrecker. Omega because A) she’s an easy target for him with little fear of retaliation. B) her curiosity and newness to tickling makes for very fun interactions. He can do his explaining routine and it’d be new! For Wrecker, it’s because he is more likely out of all Tech’s siblings to let himself be tickled. He doesn’t really fight back given his strength so Tech has a chance, kinda the same reasoning as Omega. He also really likes how freely Wrecker laughs and how contagious it is.

W: Word | What is their reaction to the T-word? Can they say it out loud or do they get embarrassed?

Depends on the situation. If he is actively being tickled it’s a little easier oddly enough. But if it’s before a possible attack he get’s really flustered if his siblings are trying to goad him into saying it. His rarer occurrences as a ler see him saying it with less and less issue.

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And that's the end! I didn't write for the last three letters which I think are crossover, you, and zone as I wasn't interested in them.

As of right now I have entries for Fox, Cody, Crosshair, Hunter, and Wrecker.

Still trying to figure out Omega and with Echo I feel like I need pre- and post-Citadel versions.

I hope you enjoy!!

#tech tbb #the bad bitch #the b//d b//tch #star wars tickling #tickles #star wars tk #tickle alphabet

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bigkpopstan · 1 year

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this kinda is and also isn’t really based on what you said about jake but i’ll share it anyways 🫣

okay but like i saw a tiktok a while ago where there was like a “cold/mean” character who doesn’t really socialise with anyone and hates literally everyone. but they’re at the same time secretly dating the “sunshine/bubbly/extroverted” student. and i really think jake would suit that sunshine role and the reader as the cold antisocial student council 🫣

like imagine one scene where someone comes to the readers door and tries to ask them out (because we must make the reader popular too). obviously they rejects her and she goes running away crying or whatever. however what they don’t know is that prior to them turning up, you were degrading and palming sub jake whilst he just whimpers sadly wanting to come. although you open the door, you’re still palming him, so you have one hand on his crotch and the other over his mouth whilst he tries to stay silent. 🥴 i wanna add more but i also want to hear your thoughts !!

anon I literally love this sm thank you for sharing 🧎.

both reader and Jake are definitely popular for two different reason lmao. Anyway!! I see jake as a very vocal person sexually esp as a sub <3 so just imagining him desperately bucking his hips against your hand as he’s got his own hands over yours to try and keep himself quiet/muffled, his face would be all screwed shut and his eyes might even be watery from trying so hard to stay quiet/tries not to cum:(. I also see jake as a possessive partner, not overly but definitely ‘you’re mine and I wanna show you off’ type partner, so after she leaves he’d definitely wanna mark you up a bit whether it delays him cumming or he marks you while you’re cuddling during aftercare and he can barely keep his eyes open:(

#I love sub jake sm :(

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book-of-baba-fett · 3 years

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Matching - Clone Troopers X Reader Fanfic

Summary: The reader is a Jedi General who lost a bet to Fives, and Captain Rex reluctantly helps them fulfill that debt.

Clones Appearing: Rex, Fives, Hardcase, and Jesse

Word count: 1.3k

Warnings: Nothing really here, just language. Alludes to a steamier relationship between reader (GN) and Rex and sexually compromising position, but nothing going on. Tattooing. Notes: a while back I saw someone’s headcanon (can’t remember if it was TikTok or here) that while Rex doesn’t have any tattoos, he’s the one who ends up tattooing the men a lot and I thought of a scenario with that.

“I can’t believe I agreed to this.” You say, lying face down on the cot.

“I can’t believe it either.” Rex grumbles behind you.

“I can’t believe Rex is HELPING you do this!” Fives teases from his seat across the room.

“He knows I never back down from an agreement, so it’s either him or one of you idiots.” You snark back, tilting your head at the trio of Fives, Jesse, and Hardcase sitting across from you.

“Yeah and I don’t think the Captain wants you face down and ass up for any of us.” Hardcase mutters out the side of his mouth to his brothers, hoping it would escape the ears of Rex. It does not, and Hardcase is lucky that looks can’t kill or else he be out cold on the ground.

There is a ring of truth to Hardcase’s quip, because if anyone else walked into the barracks, their mind would definitely go to the filthiest scenario with the image of you bent over a cot, your pants partially pulled down exposing your ass to your Captain behind you, with the three troops sitting in the bunk in front of you. They were only here to bare witness to you following through your end of your deal with Fives. Rex was careful to pull up a sheet over you, so that his men wouldn’t get a glimpse of more of you than he, or you, wanted, but it’s a compromising position to say the least.

A buzzing sound behind you breaks the silence in the room as Rex starts up the tattoo gun. He brings the gun to your exposed cheek, pressing his gloved hand over your skin to keep you steady.

“You sure about this? Last chance to back out.” He clarifies as he hovers the gun over your skin.

You nod back at him and he gets to work. A sharp, scraping sensation breaks out on your skin as the rapidly moving needle glides over you. You exhale once as you acclimate yourself to the unusual feeling, but you’re pleasantly surprised that it doesn’t hurt as much as you feared it would. You lock eyes with Fives, who’s wearing his signature shit-eating grin as he smugly crosses his arms.

“Shut up, Fives…” you grumble, narrowing your eyes at him.

“I didn’t say anything!” He flails his arms as he defends himself, nearly whacking Jesse in the face. “But I am thinking about how much fun it’ll be having matching tattoos.”

“Yeah, how did this come about anyway?” Rex asks as he pauses his work to get more ink for the gun. You stay silent beneath him. Rex flicks his eyes to the trio in front of you, silently demanding an answer. Hardcase and Fives shift their gaze around the room, suddenly preoccupied. Jesse, who’s a bit annoyed that he got roped into this is the one who speaks up.

“It started a few weeks ago. They were talking about how Jedi guard their lightsabers with their lives, and that they never let theirs out of their sight. “ Jesse started, eliciting a sigh from Rex who could already tell where this was going. “So, Fives bet that he could take their lightsaber without them knowing, and keep it for a full hour. If Fives succeeded, then they would had to get his ‘5’ tattoo on them.”

“How the hell did you not notice it was missing?” Rex bends slightly over so he could see your exasperated face.

“I was in the briefing! I don’t exactly need weapons then. And he had these two helping him, which I think is a bit unfair…”

“Hey, not my fault you didn’t add more stipulations!” Fives points his finger at you to emphasize his point. “I needed Hardcase to distract Rex, Cody, General Skywalker, and General Kenobi…”

“Ok so we can add destruction of military property to the list…” Rex grumbles, thinking of the cup of caf spilled over the war map they were supposed to be discussing in the briefing.

“…and I needed Jesse to keep you occupied while Commander Tano used the force to toss me the saber,” Fives continues at you.

“Wait, Ahsoka was involved too?” You exclaim, partially out of frustration but also because you felt a particularly strong sting from the tattoo gun behind you. Rex mutters his apologies to you as Fives explains.

“She was the most vital part; I knew if I got too close to you, you would expect something was up. So I had Jesse flirt with you to keep you busy…” (it was now Jesse on the receiving end of one of Rex’s steely looks as it’s your turn to mutter your apologies to your captain.) Fives goes on to explain the final phase of his heist, “…one flick of the Commander’s wrist, and BOOM, your lightsaber was mine! All I had to do was wait for the briefing to finish, then pray you would go on your way without checking it was gone.”

“And they didn’t realize it was gone until they were in the mess 2 hours later!” Hardcase cracks up. “You should have seen their face!”

“Oh I did, I was sitting across from them at the mess, just so I could wait for the perfect moment of realization to hit so I could pull this out,” Fives unclips your lightsaber from his belt and ignites it, making Jesse jump off the bunk to avoid being hit.

“Watch where you’re swinging that thing, you di’kut!” Jesse swats Fives on the back of the head, who grumbles and turns it off. Rex motions for Fives to, carefully, hand it back over, as Jesse grumbles “I happen to like my head attached to my body, thank you very much.

“Ok ok I get it, but why do you have to get the tattoo on your ass?” Rex asks as he hands you your saber and returns to work.

“Well I wanted it to be somewhere more visible, but - ” Fives chimes in.

“And I wanted it to represent what a pain in the ass he is.” You cut him off, making Hardcase and Jesse snicker. Fives looks mildly annoyed, but shrugs it off with a smirk.

“All done.” Rex calls out behind you, turning off the gun. He wipes the excess ink off the area and is ready to present his work. He pulls the sheet over more of you, so only the tattooed skin can be shown. “Here you go Fives, guess you need proof it’s done. “

Fives jumps off the bunk to round behind you, with Jesse and Hardcase quick to join. The latter two burst into immediate laughter, but Fives let’s out and indignant grunt.

“What the hell, that wasn’t the deal!” He shouts, but he also seems to get a kick out of whatever Rex tattooed on you.

“Ok, what did you do?” You jump up, nearly tripping over your sagging pants as you stand. Hardcase and Jesse’s laughter grows when you almost fall but Rex steadies you. He guides you over to a mirror so your backside faces it, and you turn your head around to see the damage done.

“See, I did do the same tattoo, I just added a bit more.” Rex explains, and you can’t help but laugh too. On your ass, is a 5 in dark ink exactly like Fives’s, but Rex decided to add next to it (in blue ink, no less) an 0 and a 1. 501. You playfully slap him on the shoulder but honestly this made the deal better.

“He’s right Fives, I do still have the 5, so I kept the deal.” You say while examining the new addition to your skin. It actually looks good, Rex’s handiwork made it so it wasn’t too large and it’s location means only the current company will know it exists. “Well, guess I’ll always be representing the 501st”

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luvring · 2 years

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hi! may i request the m4 from LL with MC who has a resting pouty face(i have big lips and my eyes always look teary which makes me look like im pouting half of the time)

— M4 when mc has a resting pouty face

warning: mention of sage being drunk (last of his notes) note: i think i saw someone on tiktok w a similar thing a Long time ago and the comment section was simply so crazy. like i expected it but also Dozens of people going "u look so cute :(" "why are u crying lol" ?@#?%! guh

sage

the first time they meet and he pulls them into the alleyway he stares. did something wrong already happen? "hey, i'm not—are you okay?"

mc has to keep reminding him that it's just their resting face and they aren't actually upset for,, a While. like he Knows but also what if this time he's Right,

he teases them about it in a way that's like,, "i got this, mc. how could i let anyone hurt you? look at your face." while cupping their cheeks then grinning

he's always been observant so eventually he gets Really good at figuring out when they're actually upset or not. probably better than most people because he's focusing less on their pout and more on any other body language that says they're not okay

thinking about sage kissing them and using the fake excuse of "you looked sad :(" knowing Full Well what he's doing. he wants a kiss.

sometimes when sage is drunk he looks over and gets this concerned look on his face before poking their cheek, "what's wrong?" (he may or may not start threatening to fight somebody for making them upset and mc has to pull him back down)

anisa

the most likely to directly and Gently ask if something is the matter. once mc explains she just kinda accepts and carries on. no need to push any further!

she does her best not to point it out if they don't like it, but she thinks it's cute </3 if she randomly kisses them for seemingly no reason it might have just been because she was staring

she peppers kisses all over their face just to watch their face light up and smile. she adores the way their expression changes because of her. i am devastated

if mc is ever a little insecure or upset about their resting pout she does her best to reassure/comfort them. they shouldn't have to worry about something they can't change.

^^ will half-jokingly say she'll fight anyone who makes them uncomfortable. if they asked, she would

she gets upset if other people don't take them seriously or bring it up in a rude way. will immediately redirect the conversation after asking them to not do that (may or may not be a little passive aggressive depending on the other person)

felix

sometimes. he is concerned. especially at first when he doesn't know it's just their resting face because he thinks something's wrong

mc catches him sneaking glances because he's trying to figure out if they're upset without possibly making it worse </3

once he's caught he actually asks and is relieved to find out that he didn't somehow do something wrong already

one time mc asked felix to pass something near him and he didn't hear. he turned and saw them staring in silence and for a second he forgot and panicked. "is something wrong? did you find something?" no felix they're waiting to be handed the book beside your cup of tea 🤨

he thinks it's a little cute when he calls their name and they look up at him but he tries exceptionally hard not to let it show

still teases them sometimes because . he's felix. "is there something bothering you, love?" "hm? what's that look for?"

mc just has to stare at him if they want something and felix accepts defeat because he can't say no,, Even knowing that they're messing with him

rime

safe to say he isn't immediately threatened by them when they first meet or the times following

one of his favourite things to say is "something wrong, cupcake?" (cupcake can be switched out with a Multitude of nicknames)

he just finds it so easy to tease. he shuts up if they get upset with him though as he should (he has other things he can do to tease them anyway)

similar to anisa, if someone else tries to bring it up in a rude way he shuts them down immediately. there's less holding rime back from being snarky or mocking somebody on like,, a base level

most people don't even get to that point because rime is just this intimidating energy beside them that there's no point . he's doing that on purpose sometimes actually

sometimes he's secretly worried that they'll actually be upset and he'd accidentally make them feel worse. rime is watching and thinking a lot before he says things if i'm being honest

once rime's used to it he'll just squish their cheeks together a little until they look at him and frown. he's entertained

tags // @evanox @felixescellun @yelenalovegood @rimeliker

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sunarinluvr · 3 years

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|| break up prank on the haikyuu boys ||

includes: suna rintarou, iwaizumi hajime, sakusa kiyoomi, & miya atsumu

a/n- heyy sorry for not posting i haven’t been doing the best,,, anyways today i was thinking about how it would feel like to be a menace to the haikyuu boys so here we are :D hope you enjoy! also its kinda outta pocket am sorry

warnings: none! ( lmk if there are any )

SUNA -

a few days ago you and suna got into a petty argument which led to the both of you sleeping with your backs against each other, and although you have sorted it out there was still a bit of awkward tension in the air. coincidentally that same afternoon during your lunch break you saw someone do this prank on tiktok.

to be honest you were hesitant, but then you remembered all the times your boyfriend has gotten you with his pranks, not to mention how it was the perfect time to do it because of the awkward tension after the fight. it was like...the universe wanted you to do it. after a few minutes of weighing out the pros and cons

you decided to just go through with it as “payback.” a few hours later suna comes home while you were sitting on the far edge of the couch. “y/n? im home” he says loud enough for you to hear as he makes his way to the living room “welcome home,” you said without even batting an eye at him

he already knows something's up, but he chooses to ignore it and sits down beside you ready to kiss you. dodging his kiss, you stood up and made your way to your shared bedroom, leaving a confused suna sitting on the couch replaying what had just happened in his mind.

while he was doing that you took this opportunity to set up your phone and hid it by the side table, moving very quickly and trying not to keep quiet. soon after you heard footsteps approaching and quickly sat down on the bed. “babe? are you ok?”

he asked with furrowed eyebrows - please you were trying so hard not to laugh - looking at him with your best poker face “suna we need to talk” eyes widening at the way you addressed him. “...yea we do,” he said with a deadpan while making his way closer to you. feeling uneasy because you did not expect that answer at all

you look at him trying to keep calm, even though your eyes were telling him otherwise. he took your silence as a sign to go on. “our relationship.. i think-” you cut him off, now standing up “stop. are you going to break up with me? it was a prank, i was pranking you. if this was about the fight a few day-”

cupping your cheeks and kissing you to shut you up as he saw the panic in your eyes. staring at him dumbfounded he looked at you “y/n i would never break up with you ok? especially not because of a stupid argument.” a bit relieved you sighed, then it hit you “wait so why did you say all that?”

“i saw you hiding the phone,” he said smirking as he pointed to the phone. hitting his chest playfully “ugh what the fuck rin, can you like stop ruining my pranks all the time” suna laughed “you’re just bad at pranks” you scoffed while he hugged you resting his forehead on yours “let’s take a nap pranking you is tiring.” slapping his chest once more you nod.

IWAIZUMI -

before getting into a relationship with iwaizumi you already knew how demanding his job can get, so you weren’t surprised when he started getting busier. leaving the house first thing in the morning and coming home late at night. during your day off, you and your friends decided to go to the mall to just shop and catch up with each other.

while you guys were eating brunch your friend started talking about the prank they pulled on their s/o. one thing led to another and now your friends are betting on whether you can successfully prank your boyfriend or not. you being you took the challenge and made a bet that you could prank him.

so as soon as you got home you started planning everything out. it was about 9 pm when you decided to call him. you call him once, no answer, you call again and was sent to voicemail. you sighed “damn..did i already fail?” sulking on the couch. on the other, during his water break, he checks his phone because hinata had mentioned that it was ringing earlier.

surprised and kind of worried that you called him not once, but two times he immediately calls you back. fidgeting with his fingers while he waits for you to pick up. hearing your phone ring you quickly grabbed it, sat up straight, and got into character. “hello...babe? is everything alright? sorry, i couldn’t pick up earlier.”

at this point you were debating whether you still wanted to go on with this prank. “i don't think this is working anymore.” you said in a monotone voice. iwaizumi was visibly panicking now “huh? y/n what do you mean? i'm coming home right now wait for me.” he said as he stood up.

“don't you still have work? just-” he cuts you off “no wait for me i’m going home right now.” before ending the call. iwaizumi frantically asks for permission to go home early and leaves the gym, quickly making his way home. to say you felt bad is an understatement, you could tell that he was panicked although he was hiding it.

realizing he’d be home soon you hid your phone that’s recording and waited. when he got home he quickly padded over to you “babe? what's wrong? what do you mean it's not working anymore?” you look at him then quickly move your gaze to the floor “...this relationship..” you murmured loud enough for him to hear

“what? are you breaking up with me?” when you heard his voice crack you looked up and regret even thinking of doing this stupid prank. he looked so hurt -you mentally smacked yourself- “wait no haji i'm sorry it was a prank, i would never break up with you. i love you so much,” you said voice laced with guilt hugging him tightly. “

allowing himself to be hugged “you dumbass, that's not a funny prank i left work 30 minutes early for you.” you can practically hear the pout in his voice. “i know, i know, i'm sorry i promise to make it up to you.” he scoffed before asking “hey...we’re ok right?” you just nod and give him a kiss. you ended up making him dinner and giving him back massages for a week.

SAKUSA -

sakusa had just come home from another tiring day of practice; as much as he loved his teammates he cannot understand how they’re so enthusiastic all the time. he trudged through the door craving your touch and maybe a hot shower. “love? im home” he said while he waited for you to come to him and give him a quick welcome home kiss

his face immediately turning into a frown when he didn’t hear any footsteps. truthfully you were bored and had nothing better to do so why not play a prank on your beloved boyfriend..although you quickly regret doing this when you see him walk into the living room with a frown. “im sorry my love, i promise to treat you later.”

you murmured to yourself before he took a seat beside you “love is anything wrong? i thought you were asleep..why didn’t you answer me?” he turned to you with a pout. “oh it's nothing, why don’t you go take a shower first then we can talk.” you said without even sparing him a glance.

now he knew something was off but decided to go shower anyways. once he finished he sat back down with you and looked at you expectantly. taking this as a cue to start “i think we should break up.” his eyes widened and you can see the panicked look in his eyes, he stayed quiet though.

so you continue “i just don’t think our relationship is working anymore.” you mentally slapped yourself at the pained look he gave you. “w-what why? did i do anything wrong?” at your silence a million thoughts were rushing through sakusa’s head like “is it because i did something wrong? are they tired of dealing with me? do they not love me anymore?”

you knew what kind of thoughts were going through his head, he didn’t have to say a word it was painted all over his face. holding his hand, he snapped out of his thoughts and looked you straight in the eyes waiting for you to say something. “omi im so sorry it was a prank, you’re an amazing boyfriend and i wouldn’t trade you for the world.”

he stayed quiet, you knew you took it too far so you go on “im sorry i shouldn’t have pranked you like that, i understand if you’re upset. but you need to know that i love you very much and that won't ever change.” he let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding as he slumped back into the covering his face. it was silent for a few minutes

“y/n that wasn’t a nice prank, you scared me for a second there.” he deadpanned “yes i know, but i'm really sorry...can i hug you?” sakusa’s expression softened as he went in to hug you “you know i was so tired today..” he sulked as you playfully rolled your eyes “i know im sorry my love. do you want me to start dinner?” he shrugged

“let's stay like this for a little while” he murmured the light tinting of the tips of his ears going unnoticed. “oh omi almost forgot,” you said a little too loudly before cupping his cheeks. he furrowed his brows but smiled softly when he felt your lips on his. just as you were about to start dinner he called out to you “oh and you’re doing all the dishes for a week!”

ATSUMU -

about a month ago atsumu had pulled the exact prank on you and posted it on tiktok thinking he was so funny and smart. to be fair he did get you good the prank was perfect, but he overlooked one thing.. and that’s how competitive you can get. you’ve planned this almost immediately after he got you.

you made plans to go out with him that evening about 2 weeks ago, considering the past 2 weeks have made him very busy; you knew he would be dismissed late on the time of your date which was necessary for your plan to take place. soon enough the day of the date came, and just like you expected he was late... 3 hours late to be exact

when he finally comes in he rushes towards you to apologize profusely, but as soon as you made eye contact you stood up and walked out of the restaurant. trying your best not to laugh when he comes after you looking like a lost puppy. “baby-” he started “miya we will talk later, kindly pay for the bill ill be in the car.”

you said firmly motioning him to go back in, you quickly get into the car and set up your phone. once he got in he tries to apologize again “baby look im sorry coach dismissed us later than expected, a really didn’t mean to be late.” you stayed quiet before speaking up “3 hours miya. i waited 3 hours for you, and you couldn’t even text that you’ll be late?”

you looked at him dead in the eyes “let's break up.” his mouth dropped at the words you just said, before he shows you his signature smirk “oh my god this is a prank isn’t it? because a got you last time? HAHAH quit joking around-” you stopped him “you think i’m joking? is this what our relationship is to you? a joke?”

“yer not joking? wait no it's not like that.” he said eyes widening. “we barely get to spend any time together nowadays, and we planned this date 2 weeks prior...and you think im joking?” you uttered pretending to be hurt (someone give y/n a grammy) at that atsumu’s heart dropped. “baby im sorry ok? a didn’t know you felt like this..”

you stared at the floor - trying not to laugh but atsumu doesn’t know that - prompting him to go on “please y/n, let's talk about this a love ya so much i promise to do better- are you crying? please don't cry.” he put his hand on your cheek slowly lifting your face to see him. at this point, you just burst out laughing. “HAHA I GOT YOU!”

you shout in between fits of giggles. atsumu literally stares at you with the most offended face “YA PETTY PRICK. I SHOULDA KNOWN” he sighs of relief though, because he’s gotten to the point where he couldn’t see a future without you. pulling out your phone from where it's hidden you wave it in front of his face.

“heh, you didn’t think i’d let you prank me without any consequences did you? i’m so smart i even asked your coach for your schedule!” you stated proudly. no matter how badly he wanted to stay mad he couldn’t because of the adorable smile you had on your face. you guys decided to actually eat dinner afterward. oh and the video went viral.

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beann-e · 3 years

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“ honestly Suna sometimes it feels like your just sitting there — calculating — thinking of ways that you can piss me off” you let out in a huff of anger as you slammed your hand onto the arm rest placed in the middle of the car. Voice loud enough to be heard from a mile away and then some “ And then you don’t even fucking care “

“ I’m sorry you feel that way “

“ seriously ? seriously Suna “

“ oh I’m sorry would you like me to say it jokingly? “

The silence that towered over the both of you was tall and it wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon “ WELL WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY “ his hand came up to run down his face as he sighed

“ look I'm sorry baby but — “

“ but nothing — I'm tired Rin—I'm tired of you screwing with me“ you groaned “ honestly at this point just fuck off “

he moved to pull the keys from the car unbuckling his seatbelt and opening the car door as your jaw hung open “ what the fuck Suna — “

“ I'm fucking off you ungrateful bit—“

“ you asshole — all of a sudden you take everything literal right ?? huh only when you want to right “

“ y’know what— no you fuck off —ok y/n “

“ see that’s what I'm talking about “

“ honestly I doubt you even know what you were talking about in the first place “

your steps quickened as you followed after the male who stopped at your front door imputing the code and opening your house door “ This is what I mean by you keep fucking with me Suna “

“ oh “ he moved to sit down on the couch arms flung behind it and legs spread wide out in front of him. “ is it really— because , the 40 minute argument in the car about your best friend hitting on me didn’t quite make that clear “ he scoffed shaking his head along with it “ your shitty reasoning must of gotten lost on one of the many streets of Japan y/n “

His eyes glowing body perking up with his next sentence “ yknow what how about you go find it hmm then we can have this little talk sometime later -- preferably when I'm sleeping id hate to be awake for another one of your hellish complaints babe.”

your anger was only growing as the argument continued “ you fucking douchebag I bet you don’t even know why I'm pissed off “

He let out a small sigh of a laugh his legs shaking and hitting each other in a wave before they resumed their earlier position “ I don’t“

“ and you don’t care either do you “

“ I don’t “

Your heart broke for the first time ever in your relationship with the stoic male after hearing his words and tone. In all the time you and your boyfriend had been together you two never argued about his lack of emotion or care.

It never bothered you

It never affected you

until it did

4 hours ago

You smiled up at the taller male as his mouth continued to run while talking to the rest of his volleyball team. This was the first time you’d ever seen him talk for more than 5 minutes with anything other then yeah’s and small mhmms.

The both of you had been invited to a class reunion and you only decided to go because of his new teams constant nagging

Suna had been telling you all week to find something else to do and that you didn’t have to go with him. That it would be too boring and long and that you would be better off having fun without him.

Of course you put up a fight but, ultimately lost and decided to hang out by yourself for the earlier half of the day spending last weeks paycheck on this weeks shopping spree

it felt nice to treat yourself but you couldn’t help but want to treat your boyfriend too. The thought of him being bored alone plagued your mind and you had to get it out.

The only way to do that was to go to the reunion.

Now how you imagined it would go is you show up in your fancy new dress surprising him smile a bit , talk up some of the host and sneak your way in and then mingle and go home and cuddle and kiss your boyfriend all night

funny thing is somewhere in that prewritten script you had created you didn’t realize imagination is not always reality.

The sight of your boyfriend leaning against a wall with a glass in his hand and his other on the string of your best friends dress had you reeling in the disgust that you wanted to spill so badly on the floor right now

All you’d done was go to the restroom but now you sat with your eyes widening while you watched his eyebrows come together in annoyance with the string that wouldn’t come undone.

Your best friend faced away from him back to his chest and a small smile on her face. Cheeks heated from his touch and in that moment you cursed her for having a look on her face that made it visible how much she enjoyed his warmth. You wished she didn’t make it so obvious how the closeness to your boyfriend was making her feel

how it was encouraging her

Your heart broke when you seen Suna finally relax and blow air out of his cheeks before nodding softly almost thanking the gods that he figured it out and it was over

Your feet moving before you could even process what to say to either of them.

“ y-y/—“

your hand came in contact with your best friends face before she could even finish the loud slap echoing through the room as everyone turned to find the source of the noise

Eyebrows raising when they noticed it was not only a slap but a full on one sided battle between you and the girl who everyone seen as nice and quiet during your school years

They never knew of the undercover bitch that was lurking behind the surface. They’d never see the way she was smirking as she took every hit given to her in stride. Your boyfriends hands wrapping around your torso as he looked down and seen that you were hovering over her ripping her to bits

You never letting go of the grip your thighs held around her own as she whispered to where only you could hear “ aw poor y/n’s defending someone that doesn’t even want em—gonna go to jail for someone so unloyal huh “

Your eyes lit up with pure hatred as the security made their way over to you reaching to take you from Sunas hold and lessening your grip on the woman beneath you

“ sir we need you to let her go “

“ don’t touch me until you actually make it all the way to police academy you fucking lowlife. “ you spit out “ how the hell do you only make it to security much less high school reunion security “

“ the hell do you know — you don’t even know how hard police academy is asshole “

“ ah I bet your kids’ll be real proud “ your eyes squinted at his name tag “ todd — you kiss your wife with that mouth “

you laughed eyes rolling from him to suna “ or are you like this asshole and kiss your mistress with it instead ? huh toodles ? “

“ ha — ‘m gonna have fun with you--ya little prick. sir — let ‘em go or else i’ll pull out the big guns — they snuck in here and now their disrespecting an officer “

“ big guns “ your laugh circulated through the room “ ‘k sure let me stop before I get pepper sprayed “

“ my hands already on the trigger you lil bitc— “

“ hey “ sunas voice growled behind you “ watch who the fuck your talking to toodles“

“ just— get—get the fuck off dude I didn’t go to police academy so I could avoid this — their full on disrespecting me come on man get off“ your face scrunched up in annoyance as you saw the security look like they were about to cry

“ well I mean — “ he sighed “ it’s not like your a real officer right“ suna sighed out as he began to bite his lip in worry “ I mean we can let this slide right ? “ he nodded looking towards the males name badge “ uh toodles“

He coughed “ todd — I mean todd “

“ I’m sorry but, even if I could “ his gaze dead set on you “ which I really don’t want to — seeing as though they disrespected me “

His voice sounding proud as he continued “ and I'll have you know I'm security guard of the mouth asshole “

“ oh whoop dee fucking do Tinkerbelle ”

“ y-fucking-/n “ you could feel the way Suna was seething above you breath hot and you could tell his face was made up in a snarl “ if you don't shut the fuck up I swear on Atsumu’s unwashed boxers ill leave your ass prison letters starting tonight “

“ see —— sir I'm trying “ he sighed “ I really am trying to let this go but — “

“ their with me — “

“sure “ he scoffed “ I'll need to see some relations or — “

“ their my s/—their my plus one “ his eyes moved to look at everyone surrounding you guys then back to the position he now held you in before finally dropping you to the floor. Your heart dropping and ears tuning everything out from that point on.

Everything on mute until you got in the car and were finally met with his low voice as he buckled you in and walked to his side turning the car on “ y/n “

You turned to look out the window “ y/n that — “

His voice was so hard but so weak “ y/n that was so fucking embarrassing “ Your body shivered at his words

“ having to watch my fucking s/o almost get fucking arrested “

His hands tightened their grip on the wheel “ then turning around and having to talk you out of it in front of our whole graduating class “

his voice went deadpanned as he swerved a bit on the road mixing lanes “ and — and my team — oh fuck my team “

he started to breathe a bit heavier as you began to feel bad hearing the sadness in his voice. His body shifting in his seat “ all so you could “

he laughed a bit at the situation “ all so you could take your ugly ass insecurities out on your friend ? “

he scoffed looking from you to the road and back to you “ when did you two even stop being friends huh ? did I miss that or ?? do friends just go out and leave bruises on each other or is that something new? What-- is it like a new TikTok trend -- a fashion statement huh ?? the fuck is it because, I'm not a friend person so maybe you know something I don’t “

He scoffed “ maybe — maybe I'll never be a friend person after something like that. If friends are just beating each other’s asses in broad day light out the fucking blue then I'll just stick with ‘tsumu at least I know I can beat his ass if he were to pull some shit like that “

‘ friend ‘ you thought silently

“ poor kid didn’t even see it coming “ he shook his head at you turning back to the road “ holy hell that’s shameful y/n “

he whispered “ I don’t even wanna think about the rumors that’ll spread about us tomorrow “

The car was quiet only for a minute as Suna re arranged his thoughts before he could beat into you again “ friend Suna ? “

your voice was dry “ Rin do friends help each other out of their clothes ? “

your eyebrows creased “ do they focus so intently on another woman while their own is in the same room “

“ I didn’t know you were there “

“ SO YOU ONLY TAKE FRIENDS CLOTHES OFF WHEN IM NOT THERE “

“ NO I “

“ YOU ONLY TOUCH OTHER WOMEN WHEN IM NOT THERE “

“ y/n jus— “ he took a deep breathe and let it out “ just shut up its not like that “ he let out an uncomfortable and tired scoff of a laugh “ it wasn't like that “

“ it’s always shut up Suna it’s never ‘ what’s wrong y/n ‘ ‘ are you ok y/n ‘ it’s just ‘ shut up I don’t wanna talk so you don’t wanna talk either ‘ “

you locked eyes with the male in front of you “ I'm done Rin I'm— I'm done “

“ you cant leave me-- heh not after that shit you pulled back there “

“ fuck if I cant--you don't look like my legs to me and as far as I know their still Bluetooth connected to my mind so-- “

“ you'll be an overnight clown you-you need me y/n “ he shook his head “ we need each other “

“ no you need volley ball because you need money-- because guess what asshole as of right now-- your homeless”

“ fuck you as if “

“ we’re over Suna don't let my words finally hit you when you walk out the shitty door”

“ that’s fine by me “ he scoffed “ get the hell out for all I care — I'll pack your shit for you “

“ no— I'll pack your shit asshole your living in my house bottom feeder “

“ if you don’t shut the fuck u— “

“ then what ? huh what — you’ll leave me “

“ I swear to god I'll —”

“ you’ll what cheat on me with my best friend ah I'm so scared — “ your voice holding nothing but mock enthusiasm “ I can just imagine the way you’ll kiss her when I'm not there — these thoughts for some reason almost feels real y’know “

you watched as the man you’d taught yourself to love for 7 years since high school finally walked out the door. His perfume from earlier still hanging in the air long after the door slammed. Your mind racing when you were finally brought to one thought

‘ how did we end up like this and how the hell do we get back ‘

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honeypiehotchner · 3 years

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My Deep Blue Love (Tom Hiddleston x Fem!Reader) -- Soulmate AU one shot

This was 100% born out of boredom and loneliness and those damn Soulmate AU POV Tiktoks that I have seen practically 24/7 for the past WEEK on my fyp

(I’m not sure if I’ll do a part 2, rn I have no plans for it)

quick note on the technicality of this one: you lose all ability to see colors when you turn 12 and you don’t regain the ability until you meet your soulmate. but! you have to meet them in person and it has to be a mutual eye contact. pictures/videos of them don’t work, and if you just saw the back of their head or something in person, that doesn’t work either. it’s all about the shared eye contact babeyyy

small disclaimer: Brie Larson is mentioned in here and she has a wife, but that is very much only in this fic, and as far as i know Brie doesn’t have a wife irl lol (i also don’t know if she’s spoken about her sexuality at all so what i’m saying is take it with a grain of salt ok)

Summary: Everyone around you is meeting their soulmate, but you still see in black and white. You’re ready to give up, and basically have, when you lock eyes with your soulmate.

Warnings: None! Just a bit of angst, lots of fluff toward the end

You knock on your mom’s bedroom door at 4:58am. She’s already awake, sitting up in bed, ushering you over.

With tears in your eyes, you crawl onto her bed, snuggling close to her chest.

“I don’t want to lose my colors,” you whimper.

“I know, baby,” she whispers, kissing the top of your head. “It’s okay.”

You were born 12 years ago on this day at 5:08am, so in a few short minutes, when you officially turn 12 years old, all color will drain from your life.

Or the colors could stay, but that’s only if you’ve somehow already met your soulmate. And that’s rare, nearly impossible.

You squeeze your eyes shut at 5:07 and you don’t open them again until 5:10.

The colors are gone.

+++

twenty years later

You sigh heavily as you receive yet another wedding invite. You are invited to witness the official beginning of Olivia and Jeffrey’s lives together as husband and wife, soulmates for all of time.

The glitter sticks to your fingertips, tiny black dots against your skin. Your friend told you it’s gold. You barely remember what that looks like.

Lately it seems like everyone has been meeting their soulmate. Just yesterday, you were having coffee with a friend when she looked up at the girl sitting behind you, and boom.

“It’s like the world just exploded,” she had said. Colors were everywhere. She immediately left you to go talk to the girl.

You don’t blame her for that. If you had met your soulmate, you probably would’ve done the same thing. But you can’t say for sure because you don’t know.

You wouldn’t be so cynical of it all if your boyfriend of five years didn’t meet his soulmate while the two of you were out at dinner. You wish you could say that he was faking it. But it was clear from his face (and the girl’s) that he wasn’t kidding. It was real. He had met his soulmate, and it wasn’t you.

It’s never you.

You’ve had guys cut off dates before they even start, all because they didn’t see colors when they laid their eyes on you. They refuse to even be friends with you.

All anyone is doing anymore is searching for a soulmate and it’s exhausting when none of them are yours. When all of your friends see color now. When everyone assures you that it’ll happen soon. What does soon even mean?

You grab your ice cream from the freezer and fall onto the couch, flicking to whatever channel has late night shows that aren’t complete garbage.

As usual, you find yourself watching a talk show, and tonight Tom Hiddleston is one of the guests.

You’re sort of familiar with him from a few movies, but other than that, you hardly know anything about him.

“So, Tom, we’ve all been wondering what’s going on with you and Brie Larson?”

“Brie?” Tom asks, clearly shocked to hear this question. “We’re just good friends, that’s all.”

“Oh, she doesn’t make you see any colors?”

“Ah, no, actually, she does not,” Tom chuckles, but doesn’t sound sad at all, surprisingly. “Her wife does that for her, not me, I’m afraid.”

“Oh really?” The host brushes past the mention of Brie’s wife and keeps the focus on Tom, of course. “So is that true, you still don’t see color?”

Your ears perk up at the mention of someone else not seeing in color. It’s rare for anyone to talk about this on television. Most celebrities don’t talk about whether or not they’ve found their soulmate, but more often than not, those that have are quite loud about it.

“Yes, that’s true,” Tom answers. “I still see the world in a lovely black and white.”

You snort, harshly jabbing your spoon into your ice cream. Lovely. Yeah, right.

“Do you really think it’s nice? Do you not miss the colors?” The host asks.

“No, no, I do. I do,” Tom admits. “But I like to think I’ll see them when the time is right.”

You groan, going to Google to look up his age. And when you see he’s 40, you groan even louder. He’s older than you and he still hasn’t met his soulmate. That’s just depressing. How can he sound so optimistic?

“Alright, well, if there’s one thing you wish you could tell your soulmate, what would it be? Maybe they’re watching right now, you never know.”

Tom smiles wide. “Maybe, maybe, um… Oh, so many things,” Tom exhales deeply. “I guess I could be cliché and say I can’t wait to meet them and wait for me, but I think I want to say… I think I want to say I understand. It is frustrating, still seeing in black and white, but our paths will cross soon, I’m sure of it. Until then, my eyes are blue.”

Blue. Blue.

You roll your eyes. You don’t even remember what the color looks like.

+++

seven months later

“I am not going to a movie premiere. You’re insane!”

“Please!” Your friend, Catherine, cries. “You’ll love it, I swear.”

You glare at her over your coffee. “That just makes it sound like you have a trick up your sleeve.”

“I don’t,” she says. “I just want you to take advantage of this and come with us! When will you ever have the chance to go to a movie premiere again?”

She has a point. Dammit. “Touché. How did you get tickets, anyway? Please tell me you didn’t spend thousands for this.” You wouldn’t put it past her, even though you tell her not to every time before she does something like this.

“God, no, Joe surprised me with them earlier. He said he went to school with the lead.”

“Oh. Cool. Who?”

“Tom Hiddleston, I think. Have you heard of him? He’s British, but that’s about all I know. Joe just said they ran into each other the other day and reconnected.”

You stop halfway through a sip of coffee, careful to not choke on it. Slowly, you nod. “Yeah. I...I’ve seen him in a couple things.”

“Apparently, he hasn’t met his soulmate either…” Catherine trails away, raising her eyebrows at you.

You roll your eyes. “I heard,” you set your cup down. “He’s probably met them by now though since he blasted it on television like that.”

“Or he’s still searching and you’re still being too cynical.”

“You’re probably right,” you chuckle.

“Sooo, you’ll come?”

You sigh heavily. “As long as you help me pick something to wear.”

+++

“I’m regretting letting you talk me into this already,” you mutter when you nearly trip in your heels.

“Oh, hush,” Catherine swats your arm. “It’s an excuse to get dressed up and look hot for no reason. Take it.”

“Fine.”

Catherine’s soulmate, Joe, was whisked away almost as soon as the three of you stepped inside the venue by some director (you think), but he promised to return in a few minutes. Catherine told him not to worry. She’s used to him being dragged away for conversation. You can see from her face that she’s more proud of him than anything, and not at all annoyed.

Currently, you and Catherine are standing near the small bar, waiting for them to announce that it’s time to take your seats. You desperately want a drink, but part of you knows it would be a bad idea.

One glass of wine can’t hurt, though. Maybe it’ll take your mind off the pain in your feet.

You peel away from Catherine when you see Joe coming back, and you flag the bartender down quickly.

After ordering a glass of white wine, you wait patiently, wishing you had chosen a dress with sleeves. It’s fucking cold in here.

“Darling, you’re shivering, are you alright?”

Your head turns toward the smooth voice, face set and mind trying to decipher whether or not it was a sincere or creepy comment when the world quite literally explodes.

There, standing beside you, concern written all over his face, is Tom Hiddleston. Only now the concern has washed away into awe when your eyes lock with his.

“Oh my god,” he whispers, stumbling even though he’s standing in place.

“Blue,” you murmur. “Your eyes are blue.” Without even thinking or asking, your hand lifts to cup his cheek, and then you pull back, “Shit, sorry—”

But he grabs your wrist gently, placing your palm on his cheek. “It’s alright.” His thumb strokes the back of your hand. “I have been looking everywhere for you.”

“I thought you didn’t exist,” you whisper in reply. But here he is. His eyes are blue, his lips are pink, he has tiny brown freckles all over his rosy cheeks. You look back to his eyes, narrowing your own. “You liar. Your eyes have green in them, too.”

“Do they really?” Tom chuckles. “I never would’ve known.”

“That’s why you have me,” you tease, and you don’t know where any of this is coming from, yet it doesn’t feel like you’re pretending. It feels like you’re finally yourself.

His other hand tangles with yours as he nods. “That’s why I have you, indeed.”

At this time, the lights in the theatre begin lightly flashing, signaling that it’s time for everyone to begin making their way to their seats.

But neither you or Tom move one inch.

The only issue is people are beginning to stare.

You notice it first, so you slowly pull your hand from his cheek. This movement shocks him back to reality, too, and he blinks a few times, yet he doesn’t let go of your hand.

“I, um, I have to make a speech,” he says. “But then I can come back to you. Will you save me a seat?”

“Don’t you have to sit up front?”

He nods. “I do, but—”

“Then I’ll come with you.” You aren’t sure if it’s the fact that he hasn’t let go of your hand yet, or if it’s because you’ve been waiting so long that now you don’t want him to be further than an arms length away from you, but you mean what you say.

“Are you sure?” He asks, but you both need to make a decision quickly because you can see someone waving from the wings, most likely trying to get Tom’s attention.

“I’m sure.”

He doesn’t question it, in fact, he grins, and brings your hand up to his lips, kissing your knuckles. “Let’s go, then.”

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quarantine longings

pairing: best friend!kevin x fem!reader

word count: 3.2k

synopsis: you and your best friend have sex because quarantine made you horny

warnings: best friends to lovers, takes place during the pandemic, spoiler of 356 days (but not the end, just generally the plot), no use of condoms but only the pill, creampie, sexual fantasies, fingering, hand-job, sex, slight angst at the end if you squint

a/n: I would literally die for kevin, I love him so much. I'll be writing a multiple parts series about him after I'm done writing scenarios for every member first.

requests are open!

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you slammed your foot hard against the wall and cursed in pain. you hopped on one foot to your bed, holding your other leg in agony and tasted blood as you bit your lip to keep the volume of your suffering groans in check. someone knocked on the door.

'are you okay?' your roommate asked concerned.

'no, leave me alone, kevin,' you croaked out. you wanted to suffer by yourself.

there was an awkward silence and then you heard him sigh. soon after, the door next to your room closed shut.

why were you so frustrated, one might ask? well, the pandemic was kicking your butt and you just couldn't take it anymore. when the news of the virus had first spread, no one thought it would become this serious. but suddenly everyone was walking around with masks and spent most of their time staying at home.

after graduating high school, you and kevin had decided to move in together for college because both of you were broke and couldn't afford to live alone. you had been best friends since middle school and had been convinced that it was a smart idea at the time.

and everything went smoothly for the first one and a half years. however, after not seeing anyone else since the start of the pandemic over a year ago, it became increasingly difficult to share an apartment, but not in the way one might assume. you were neither sick of each other nor did you fight a lot. to tell the truth, it was quite the opposite.

earlier, before you had kicked the wall in anger, the two of you had painted together. kevin was majoring in art and, since you didn't have anything better to do, you joined him while he did projects for his classes. you might have been majoring in journalism but you had always liked drawing and painting, even though you weren't particularly skilled. you were a naturally clumsy person, always tripping over air and dropping things. today you were hecticly moving around your hands while telling him about a stupid video you had seen and you accidently let go of the brush in your hand. it hit the side of kevin's face, leaving a wide splodge of red paint on his right cheek.

to get back at you, he jerked his paint brush and splattered some green color on your white shirt. you saw this as a challenge and soon both of you were both drenched in the colors of the rainbow, laughing hysterically on the floor, not caring that you were spreading the paint on the poor carpet.

you turned your heads to look at each other and you felt absolutely in peace. you loved this man and couldn't be more glad that it was him and not anyone else you were stuck with inside of this apartment.

he stood up to take off his stained shirt and your smile quickly faded off your face. your lips slightly parted and you couldn't help but stare at his now exposed biceps and abs.

your mouth watered and you felt heat pooling between your legs as you took your time to study his architecture. thoughts about how badly you wanted him to thrust into you while his strong arms held you up invaded your mind. you tried to shake them off but it was impossible.

occasions like this were slowly becoming a common occurrence for you.

having mostly stayed inside for over a year, also meant that you didn't have sex for that long. it's not like you were the horniest person on the planet but you still had needs that were being neglected. with kevin being home all the time you didn't even dare to masturbate, scared that he would be able to hear you through the frustratingly thin walls. you must have gone insane with all the lust building up inside you and that's why you suddenly craved to have sex with your best friend. this whole thing was destroying everything. it was hard to act normal when he was making you this nervous and heated but you tried to pretend that everything was fine anyway for the sake of your friendship.

that was the reason why you were angry and had hurt yourself. you hated the way you felt about your best friend and you hated the pandemic for not giving you an outlet to escape so you could recollect yourself.

what you weren't aware of was that kevin was no stranger to the exact same frustration.

he would need more than his ten fingers and ten toes to be able to count the amount of times he had to run to the bathroom to hide his boner because he had done so much as look at you bend over or stretch. he didn't want to make you uncomfortable but it was a challenge to try and calm down his hormones.

whenever he jacked off, images of you flashed through his mind; your sweet curves and pink lips drove him insane.

last week, you two were cooking together and you had asked him to get the salt. he stood behind you to reach for it on the highest shelf. he was forced to press his crotch against your butt cheeks and his dick hardened against his will. he quickly handed you the salt, excused himself and ran off before you could figure out what had happened.

he might not have known the cause of your sudden outburst but he sympathized with your fury because he had a lot of pent up anger towards covid as well.

he lay in his bed and tried to focus on the book he was reading but he couldn't tune out the groans coming from the room next to his. he cursed.

'stop it!' he was panicking as he saw a familiar tent forming in his pants. your sounds triggered some weird perverted part of his brain that sent signals right to his genitals. his dick was hardening and he saw no other solution to his problem than to give in to his subconscious desires.

he pulled down his pants just far enough so that his cock had enough room to spring out. it only needed a few strokes before it stood tall and angry. kevin pressed his head into his pillow and moved his hand fast. he wanted to get over with it quickly. he emptied his cum on his stomach while imagining your greedy little mouth being stuffed by his cock. he lay there panting as yet another round of shame flushed over him.

'get yourself together,' he whispered, mentally slapping himself.

***

'do you want to order japanese or italian?' you asked kevin. today was friday which meant it was time for your weekly tradition of ordering take out and watching a movie.

'definitely italian. we've already had japanese for the past four days. I need something else for a change,' kevin complained and shuddered at the thought of having to eat sushi again. the japanese restaurant prepared absolutely delicious food but he just couldn't stand it anymore.

you laughed at his pained facial expression. 'fine, italian it is.'

within twenty minutes the doorbell rang and after about half a minute kevin came back with two huge boxes.

he opened them on the small table situated in front of your couch and the smell of freshly cooked pasta seasoned with basil made your stomach growl.

kevin wanted to dig in already but you stopped him. you had to choose a movie first.

'let's watch tall girl. I saw everyone hate on it on tiktok,' you suggested.

'I think we should watch 365 days, that was all over my for you page as well,' kevin argued. you hadn't heard of it so you weren't sure whether it would be the right movie for you. the rule was that it had to be as bad as possible.

'according to what I have heard, it's apparently even worse than 50 shades of grey,' kevin added which piqued your interest. the both of you had watched 50 shades about two months ago and you were honestly shocked by how awful it actually was. you couldn't understand why everyone had been so obsessed with it when it was first released. if 356 days was really worse, then you'd hit the jackpot. you clapped your hands.

'fine, you win. I swear if the movie isn't as horrible as you say it is then you owe me something!' he intertwined his pinky with yours to promise.

watching horrible movies was way better than watching good ones. making fun of bad storylines, stupid characters or horrible editing was one of your favorite past times.

'I guess I'll have to add are you lost, baby girl to the top 10 worst lines ever spoken. who thought ah yes this is sexy, let's have him repeat it over and over again', you complained, shoving some pasta into your mouth.

'so he's like I won't do anything without your permission while he is literally groping her boobs against her will, like make it make sense, massimo', added kevin, ruffling his hair in frustration. he almost completely forgot about the food.

'so let me get this straight: he drugged her, kidnapped her, tied her up, hung up a painting of her just because he saw her face when his dad was shot?'

'totally relatable.' both of you giggled.

you were enjoying complaining about the plot. it was horrible.

there were plenty of erotic scenes but they were honestly so funny and kinda gross that you could bare it without really being affected by them. kevin, on the other hand, had placed a pillow over his hard-on to hide the embarrassing fact that these terrible, smutty scenes had turned him on.

and then the infamous boat scene came.

massimo and laura had a huge fight, she fell of the boat, he saved her and now she was suddenly so in love with him that she begs him to fuck her. which he does.

you felt your panties become increasingly wet as the couple had steaming hot sex.

'this is embarrassing but I'm so horny,' you admitted but in a way that should have suggested that you meant it as a joke. something about this statement stirred something in kevin.

'well, what can I say?' he replied and lifted the pillow. your pupils widened at the sight of your best friend's bulge.

his eyes darkened and he looked at you with lust clearly written on his face. you reciprocated his stare with the same intensity. you tried to focus on his dark brown orbs instead of his boner but the image you had just seen was present in your mind.

his gaze shifted to your lips and, before you knew it, kevin climbed above you and pressed your back flat onto the couch.

your lips locked and you immediately buried your hands in his hair to pull him closer. you moved in sync, his lips fitting perfectly onto yours. you bucked your hips up against his crotch and earned a moan from kevin. he opened his eyes in shock as realization hit him. he quickly pulled away and jumped off the coach.

'I'm so sorry, y/n. I shouldn't have just done that. I don't know what came over me,' he apologized profusely, staring at his feet. did he really think that you didn't want this?

'give me your hand,' you told him and held out your hand.

'why?' he raised his eyebrows in confusion. you rolled your eyes.

'just do it.'

you took his hand and led it to your crotch.

'what are you- oh my god.' your juices had completely soaked through your panties and your sweatpants. 'you are so wet.'

'for you,' you added. 'there's no need to apologize. I'm literally begging you to continue.'

you didn't have to say that twice before he pulled you closer to him by your hips and engaged you in another desperate kiss. his hands were groping your butt while you let yours slide under his hoodie. you felt his naked skin and toned abs, as you rubbed his stomach. you lowered your hands and bravely palmed his boner through his clothes.

'y/n,' he hissed out against your lips. you hooked your thumbs in the elastic of his pants and underwear, and pushed the material down to his thighs. he struggled to get them off.

you stroked his hard dick as he slipped his hand into your panties to massage your pussy at the same time.

he slipped one finger inside and began working it in and out. you finally were getting the relief you had been desperately craving for for so long. kevin was skilled and your walls were trying to swallow his slim finger. you were quickly coming close to your orgasm after having abstained for more than a year. you pulled his hand out.

'I bet you can make me come even better with your dick,' you challenged kevin.

'you bet I will.' he was confident.

'let me just look for a condom.' he was already turning away to go search in his room but you held him back by the arm.

'forget about it. I'm on the pill and I want you raw. I want you to come inside me and not spill into a stupid condom.'

the idea of this sounded very tempting to kevin. he picked you up and threw you back onto the couch, drawing your hips closer to him so he could pull off all the pieces of clothing that were hindering him from accessing your pussy.

he propped up his arms next to your sides and spread your thighs apart. strings of arousal were hanging from your folds and he saw your hole desperately clench around nothing. his dick hurt from how much he wanted to finally be inside of you. he wanted to find out how close he had been able to imagine how you would feel around him.

your hole took him in easily, welcoming him happily by embracing it tightly. kevin swore he could've cum right here and there.

he went slow at first to give you a chance to adjust but you were already fully ready, rocking your hips forward to meet his thrusts.

he crashed your mouths together and you kissed him like he was oxygen and you were short of air. you smiled and your eyes rolled back, satisfied with how things had played out today and the prospects of coming looked fairly promising.

desperate for release, kevin picked up the pace, his eyes closed while fucking into you like a horny animal. he couldn't help himself and all the 'faster's and 'harder's spilling from your mouth only encouraged him to drive himself deeper into you.

you wrapped your legs around his torso in an attempt to regain the control you were losing.

'fuck fuck fuck,' you cursed, feeling your muscles starting to contract. kevin brushed away some hair that was stuck to your sweaty forehead.

'it's fine, I'm coming too,' he announced and it took only a few more thrusts before a body shaking orgasm flushed over you, making you see only white. this drove kevin over the edge too and he spilled inside you, filling you up with his hot cum. he continued to slowly ease his dick in and out of you, fucking his semen right back into you until you had ridden out both of your orgasms. he let himself fall onto the couch right next to you, panting hard.

'I very much needed this,' you sighed in content.

'same, I wasn't sure whether I could hold out any longer without having a proper orgasm.' he watched his cum drip out of you.

'we should've thought of this sooner,' you said. 'this was a great idea.'

kevin hummed in agreement.

***

so now you and kevin were having sex on a regular basis, your high score being five times in a day. it felt good to finally live out your sexuality and not having to restrict yourself. sure, you guys did it more than necessary but it was a great way to pass time and it felt fucking amazing.

today you had done it in the shower after waking up, then on the kitchen counter and you had just finished having sex in his bed.

he was spooning you from behind, his cock still placed inside of you. he nuzzled his nose into your neck.

'stop, that tickles,' you chuckled.

'sorry.'

after a while of comfortable silence you heard him let out a big sigh.

'what's wrong?' you asked as he pulled out of you. you turned around to be able to look at him.

'I don't think I can do it like this anymore,' he confessed.

'what do you mean?' you asked. 'are you talking about us having sex?'

he nodded. your heart dropped and you started feeling dizzy. you tried to search for answers in his eyes but he avoided looking at you.

'w-why?' you stuttered, trying to hold back the tears that were welling up in your eyes.

'it was amazing at first,' he started and finally raised his head to meet your gaze, 'and I went into it without much thought. I went crazy during quarantine and began fantasizing about having sex with you. then it became reality but now I understand that was probably wrong of me. I've always thought of myself as a gentleman, yet I slept with you without much thought. you see, my issue is this…'

suspense hung in the air and you were impatiently waiting for him to get to the point.

'I like you.'

you quietly gasped in surprise. you had been expecting him to say you were bad at sex and that he regretted everything but not this.

'I shouldn't be sleeping with you unless you were my girlfriend,' he finished off his ramble. you felt immensely relieved.

'do you want me to?' you asked him.

'want you to what?' kevin was confused. he had been a hundred percent sure you'd immediately jump out of the bed in disgust when he confessed.

'be your girlfriend. after all, I like you too, you moron.' you realized that you had known this for a while. you might have even been crushing on your best friend since way before the pandemic struck but it was kind of hard to track your feelings. still, you were sure you liked him too. now that he had admitted his feelings, you were able to admit yours not only to him but to yourself as well.

'wow, I didn't expect this,' kevin confessed surprised. you laughed.

'yeah, we should've realized this sooner.' he pulled you closer and kissed you. it was different than the other times. his lips moved softly against yours, in contrast to all of your rough and passionate kisses you had exchanged these past few weeks. he conveyed his emotions through the kiss.

'you're ready again?' you groaned as you felt kevin's dick harden against your upper thigh. he chuckled.

'sorry, you just turn me on so much.'

so then you did it for the fourth time. that day, you set a new record of having sex six times. you might have been happy now but still just as horny.

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221bshrlocked · 3 years

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i. Initiation

Stirring Sensations Masterlist

Pairing: Pedro Pascal x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 2325

Warning: lots of really inapropro thots all because of that.fucking.chain.

A/N: I’ve had a really bad week and it only got worse last night and I almost had to go to the ER but crisis averted everyone and I’m about to fuck up this presentation but I needed to write this because wow we’re all so horny for this man and that chain he wore during the D23 Expo 2019. Also, this tiktok didn’t help. There might be a second, more NSFW part. Depends on if yall like this :)

You couldn't stop staring at it. Lord knows you tried your hardest to be aware of the conversation going on but it was impossible. It wasn't even anything special, just a shiny little chain, and yet you were absolutely hypnotized by the way it hung around his neck. Why you found it absolutely mesmerizing with that shirt you would never know but there was something about the way he carried himself around, especially today, that had you wishing you were bold enough to say something. But no, he was a friend. And he was kind enough to invite you to an after-party with his colleagues whom you still tried your hardest to act naturally around.

But fucking hell this was hard. It kept on swinging around with every little movement he took, whether he was motioning dramatically with his hand as he explained something about one of the scenes or was simply leaning over and laughing over something Jon said. It was just...there. Taunting you. Begging for your attention. Any kind of attention.

You kept on staring at it as you drank your wine, occasionally nodding along to pretend you weren’t imagining biting down on the chain and tasting his sweat on it as he fucked you into the mattress. It was getting difficult with every passing moment though, especially when he had to nudge you a few times to ask your opinion on something and furrowed his eyebrows when you apologized and told him to repeat his question.

You thought you were being subtle enough but then Pedro leaned over and whispered something in your ear and you all but lost control, the sharp intake of breath making him lean away and ask if he’d done something wrong.

“N-no sorry I- god, I think I drank too much. I just need...some fresh air. Be back in a minute.” Pedro stared at you as he nodded, and you watched as his hand slipped under his shirt to scratch at his clavicle, the action forcing your eyes to the chain yet again. Before you could stop yourself, your tongue was peaking out and licking your lower lip, wishing it could lick across the shiny necklace if only for a second. Once you realized what you’d just done, you raised your eyes and met his, finding the usually umber brown eyes dilated and unforgiving in their gaze.

And then he mirrored your actions and licked his lips and you knew you needed to get away from him before you made a fool out of yourself.

“Excuse me,” you smiled at everyone and walked to the balcony of the restaurant, finding a quiet and private spot in the corner overlooking the awfully busy street. Taking a deep breath, you shut your eyes and leaned against the wall, finally allowing your mind to give into the pathetically filthy thoughts involving Pedro’s fucking chain of all things. You thought of what it would feel like to pull on it as he kissed the air out of your lungs. Wished you could twirl it around your fingers as he licked and nipped down your neck before slipping his hands beneath your pants. Fuck, what you would give to just bite down on it, maybe lick it and his skin as he used you to get his cock off. Would he let you suck on his neck, that glorious fucking neck that was somehow always glistening and smooth and so fucking inciting? Would he moan when you tell him how sexy you found it, especially with that floral shirt? Goddamn that shirt. It was so loud and yet he pulled it off. And with those light brown pants that were positively tight and almost left nothing to the imagination...

But none of that compared to how captivating he looked with that chain. It was very rare for Pedro to look unattractive in whatever clothes his stylist picked out for him. Actually, that wasn’t true. Pedro never looked bad in anything, even if it was a worn down sweatshirt or jeans. He just always looked nice and you weren’t sure if it was because you’ve had these feelings for him for so long or if it was because he was an honest-to-god sex symbol.

You rubbed at the base of your throat, thinking of worshiping him and kissing down his neck before he forced you down on your knees and fucked your face. And to hear that voice, that beautiful, deep, hoarse voice as he moaned and swore and growled at you as you pleasured him. What a sight he would be.

When you took longer than he anticipated, Pedro excused himself and walked past the balcony doors, surveying the large open area and almost walking back in when he didn’t find you anywhere. But then he noticed you in the corner near the edge of the railing, tilting his head to the side when he saw how hard you were breathing. He approached you carefully, his eyes taking in the way you were rubbing at your neck and harshly you were biting down on your lower lip.

So busy imagining the touch of his hand on your heated skin, you didn’t notice Pedro’s presence until he broke you from your haze with a concerned question.

“Are you okay?”

You jumped and grabbed at your chests when you heard Pedro, rolling your eyes when he started laughing and apologized before rubbing your arms to calm you down.

“Jesus Christ you scared the fuck out of me. God, how many times did I tell you not to do that?” You gulped before turning to the railing, trying to calm your heart rate so he didn’t suspect anything.

“Not my fault you’re so jumpy.” You shook your head at his teasing comment, taking in a deep breath to try and forget what you were just thinking about before he interrupted you. “You were gone for a while...is everything okay? Did something happen and you don’t want to tell me?”

“W-what? No no nothing...nothing happened I promise. I just needed some air. It was getting a little intense back there. Sorry I’m just not used to being around so many, you know-” You trailed off and hoped Pedro wasn’t offended by your words because the last thing you wanted him to think was that he was bringing you to anxiety-inducing gatherings.

Your smile faltered when you finally glanced at him, finding it near impossible to not shift your attention to the unbuttoned collar and the godforsaken inanimate object hanging around his neck. Pedro was taking in your changing expressions, trying his hardest to figure out what was going through your mind and hoping it mirrored what was going through his.

But he didn’t have to wonder for too long because all of a sudden, you were reaching up and pushing his shirt apart, and he felt his heart skip a beat when your fingers lightly trailed across the chain he was wearing. He didn’t dare to say anything, afraid you’d break out of whatever trance you were in. He hoped to whatever higher power existing out there that he wasn’t misreading the situation because he wasn’t sure how much more he needed to control himself. You continued to stare at him as you traced the outline of the cold metal, slipping your hand beneath it to touch his skin. Pedro shivered when one of your nails scratched at the hollow juncture just below his Adam’s apple and he all but lost it when feather-light touches skimmed over the cartilage moving down his throat. Your fingers descended down his throat again, and he ceased to breathe when you twirled his chain around your index finger before tilting your head to the side in interest. When you licked your lower lip and began to lean forward, Pedro couldn’t hold back anymore.

“Fuck…” The growled expletive snapped you out of your haze and you snatched your hands away, about to start apologizing to him and begging him to pretend that you weren’t just pretty much assaulting the man in public.

Pedro regretted the way he responded to you when he saw sheer panic and fear etched on your beautiful features. He didn’t think of what he was doing as he pushed you further into the wall and cornered you between his arms. Pedro wanted to make sure you weren’t about to run away from him because now that he had you here, with a pretty good idea of what you were thinking of, he wasn’t about to let you go.

You watched as his jaw muscles clenched tightly, unable to look away from his dark eyes as he stared down at you.

“I thought I was imagining things...the entire day. You’ve been...you kept on looking at me like...like you were- like I was-” Pedro gulped to try and contain his thoughts, not wanting to scare you by what he’s been thinking of when he caught you looking at him like you wanted to devour him. “Every time I looked at you, you would either look away or pretend you were talking to someone else. But fuck baby I didn’t think- didn’t think you’d ever...fuck. I can’t stop thinking about you sweetheart, and if I’d known that it would take me wearing this fucking chain...goddamn, I would have worn it a long time ago if it meant you’d look at me like you were imagining...that I- that we- Please...I- I...shit, are we on the same page here baby or am I completely misreading this entire situation?” Pedro stuttered through his admission and you weren’t sure if you found it cute or sexy that he was trying to hold back from telling you what he’s been thinking about.

“Pedro-”

He wasn’t sure who leaned in first, and he couldn’t care less if he was being honest, because you were in his arms, devouring his lips and fisting your hands in his shirt as he snuck his tongue into your mouth and kissed you with every ounce of his being. You sighed into him as you felt his hand slip into your hair at the nape of your neck and pull on it. You were thankful that he had his other arm wrapped around you because you felt faint with every little moan he whispered into your mouth. Nothing could have prepared you for the intensity of his kiss. You would never tell him but watching his on-screen kisses did something to you and you always thought he would be generous with whoever he was with but this, this was something else. It was a cliché but this must have been what it felt like to watch a shooting star fly through the sky. It had to be. It was magical, intimate, and absolutely breathtaking.

When Pedro pulled away and looked down at you, he couldn’t help but push himself flush against your heaving chest, once again swearing when he felt your shivering hands slip beneath his shirt and pull on the chain. He followed your lead and molded his lips with yours, this time more carefully and with less desperation. You smiled against him, and let out a deep breath when you felt him smile into the kiss. Pulling away from him, you rested your head on his chest and let go of his shirt, trailing your hands across his back to try and somehow pull him closer to you.

“I- I’ve been wanting to do that for a while.” His voice was soft, exuding calmness and joy. But you could hear his heartbeat and you knew he was just as nervous as you.

“Me too.”

Pedro grabbed your shoulders and pushed you away so he could take a look at you.

“This isn’t a- I’m not...I’m all in baby. I’m all in, if- if you want to give us a shot. Please.” Silence enveloped the air around you and you looked into Pedro’s eyes, finding nothing but love and hope and happiness in them. You’d always wanted to make him happy, he deserved the world. And now that you knew you could, it was indescribable.

“I’m yours Pedro.”

You smiled when you noticed the familiar dimples take over his expression, sighing in relief when he pulled you against him once more and tightened his hold on you.

“Let’s get out of here.” He grabbed your hand and moved towards the restaurant.

“What? No wait Pedro this is your day. I’m not- we could figure this out after tonight. I’m not about to ruin your night. It can wait.” Your eyes widened in surprise when he stepped towards you and grabbed your cheeks so you could look at him.

“Baby...I waited to hear you say those words for too damn long. I need to have you all to myself tonight. Please. I’m- I’m begging here. They won’t mind I promise. I just- I want you in my arms. I want to touch you and kiss every inch of you and hold you until you get tired of me. I want to whisper sweet things in your ears and show you how much I lo- how much I care about you. I want you. And I can’t wait anymore. Please hermosa.” Pedro noticed the small gasp emanating from your lips at the last nickname, and he raised an eyebrow when you turned away from him to look at something else.

“Oh, good to know.” He laughed when you narrowed your eyes at him in annoyance.

“Come home with me hermosa. Please.” He knew he had your undivided attention when you looked up at him, barely holding back from smiling because you could never refuse anything when he used that tone with you.

“Ok.”

Pedro leaned in one last time and kissed your forehead before taking your hand and walking back inside. Well this was going to be interesting.

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you suck at crushes

College!Yangyang x College!Reader x College!Renjun

summary: Renjun wants to help you get with Yangyang who wants to help you couple up with Renjun but they’re both annoying, maybe one less than the other

word count: 4.2k

(warnings: swearing, mentions of food) ((lmk if I missed anything))

Taglist! @lanadreamie

A/N: I hope you guys enjoy!! I swear reader ends up with only one guy I just don’t want to give away the ending and I know the summary is ass

God it was like the beams of sunshine just followed him around. Providing him with a natural spotlight that only worked to draw your attention to him even more than usual. The voices around you faded into background noise, and everything else besides him became so fuzzy you could only focus on the one and only- Liu Yangyang.

“Hello?” “Y/N!” “Are you listening to us?” Someone gripped your shoulder and shook you until you were out of your Yangyang-induced-haze. “Huh? Oh yeah… totally.” You answered with absolutely no idea about the conversation happening at the very table you sat at.

Your friends snorted, teasing and making fun of you. A kissing noise, a high pitched teasing exclamation of the man of the hour’s name, and some playful elbows being jabbed into your side. When they finally stopped with the teasing and they actually filled you in you were able to answer some questions about the times at the library.

You slipped into your seat in your geology class, a poor choice on your behalf and quite frankly the school for describing it as something that would be ‘fun and exciting.’ What a total load of BS that was. The professor was an old man that went on and on about his days in the field 40 years ago and rambled on and on about subjects that were 70% of the time not on the tests. However, the one and only bright side was that you had your favorite distraction in this class, Yangyang.

How could one person asking a question about the tectonic plates or the striations on a stupid rock be so attractive? He made it possible.

“Staring yet again?” An annoying voice asked quietly, just inches from your ear.

“Who are you?” You asked annoyed.

“Y/N, that isn’t funny anymore. Not the first time you did it and not the hundreds of times after that. We lived on the same street for years before you decided to follow me here.” He answered with a huff.

“Renjun, will you just go away? You know I’m no good at this so go bother someone else.” You replied. You took your eyes off Yangyang, gave Renjun a quick glare, and focused back on the lab work in front of you. Something stupid about hills or some moutain. Wasn’t this class supposed to be about rocks?

“I don’t need help, I came to help you. We’re friends- shhhh.” Renjun started, quickly shutting you up before you could interrupt. “I can help you with this lab and help you win over your beloved Yangyang.”

You sent him a quizzical look. In all the years you had known Renjun he had never been this... generous- always wanting something in return. “He and I are friends, he’s been super annoying lately and complaining about some final project we decided to do together, but we have months to do it. If I help you guys get together in order to distract him, then he can stop bothering me about that final project. It’s a win-win-win situation.” He explained.

Well, that made a lot of sense. “What do you even have in mind? Yangyang and I don’t talk like we used to, how could we go from strangers to dating in just a couple months.”

“Don’t underestimate yourself. You were the person to show him around school when he was the new kid all those years ago when we were kids, you’re in better standing than you think. We all went to the same school, we already know each other, we all have this class, and I’m not going to let this fail because I do not fail. If I have to hear about the final project one more time I will rip all the hair off his head, three strands at a time.” Renjun pouted.

“You sound completely crazy-”

“If you two need some help all you have to do is ask, I don’t need you two to argue and disrupt the class. Mr. Liu, since you seem to have a good understanding of the assignment, would you mind helping them out?” The professor called out.

You and Renjun sent each other incredulous looks, were you really talking that loudly? “It’s earlier than expected, but don’t worry I got this,” Renjun whispered.

“You know if you guys had just spoken quietly, I could have left early but here I am. You can’t do anything without me can you?” Yangyang teased Renjun.

“Oh, it wasn’t me. Y/N here is just so stupid, I was trying to explain the lab and it’s like all my words go in one ear and out the other. Maybe you can explain better than I can.” Renjun gestured toward you wildly.

You immediately went to defend yourself but stopped when instead, Yangyang came to your defense. “Y/N isn’t stupid like you Injun, if you wanted some attention you didn’t have to bother someone innocent.”

Your face felt so hot, god this attention was too much to handle so suddenly. It was as if Renjun had thrown you into the deep end of a pool when you had just learned about the entire concept of swimming itself. If this was his attempt at getting you and Yangyang together you were now questioning the entire idea. It was just too much to handle so suddenly.

Yangyang quickly went on to explain the idea of the lab, giving you some tips to make the work easier and how it connected to past lessons. “Do you understand it a little more now?” He asked you.

You hissed when someone stomped on your foot beneath the table. Your eyes met Renjun’s while he discreetly shook his head, seemingly trying to send you some kind of message. But it seemed whatever he was sending was received because you quickly caught on, answering, “Oh uh, this whole class has actually been a bit more difficult than I anticipated, and you seem to have a way better understanding than I do. Would you be willing to maybe meet up sometime and just help a little more?”

“I’m free on Wednesday afternoons, let’s exchange numbers so maybe we can find out what you struggle the most with and what time works for you. Renjun are you coming too, you seemed to get the lab when I explained it,” Yangyang replied.

Renjun answered with a simple nod, sending Yangyang on his way for the remainder of the class. He was quiet the rest of the time, still sitting beside you. When the class was over he looked over at you, “This is going to be so much easier than I thought.”

Some point in the week after class you had all decided on the meeting place and time. Some little cafe just off campus after Yangyang was done with his last class of the day. He said the coffee was good and it wasn’t even expensive, to which Renjun was quick to add that they had friends working there so they got discounts.

Renjun insisted on meeting you a little earlier to go over the details of the plan he had finally come up with. The plan mainly consisted of you just catching up with Yangyang, which would then progress to just the two of you hanging out, then bam! Dating! Much easier said than done you were quick to point out. His plan was just an idea with no details. Like what do you talk about? How do you make him like you? What kinds of things does he like? Could he even like you romantically?

“He actually mentioned to me that he was happy to talk to you again, so I have very high hopes. That was one conversation with him that was not about the final. Just have some hope.” Renjun shrugged.

“You make this sound so simple, but you are not the one risking being embarrassed by telling the guy you’ve had a crush on since you were 10 about your feelings and having even less of a relationship than you’ve had for the past like 6 years.” You huffed.

“Since you were 10? That’s a little embarrassing.” Renjun let out.

Ever since you were kids it was like Renjun knew the exact words and actions to push your every button. Always getting on your nerves and getting under your skin. It was foolish of you to believe that he had matured enough to not tease you, even in your 20s and even in college. Huang Renjun sucked.

You brought your hands up to his neck, fully ready to wrap your hands around his neck and just squeeze- just enough pressure for him to get the idea to just shut up. But of course, that would be unacceptable in public and even less appropriate seeing as Yangyang had come right up to the table before you could do so. You improvised, changing your intended action of a throat squeeze to a nice hug, arms wrapped tightly around Renjun’s shoulders. You smiled brightly, tilting your head away from Yangyang so your lips were right beside Renjun’s ear, “I can go another 10 years buddy, learn to shut your damn mouth. I for one know how to follow through with my threats and will actually pull your hairs from your head- Yangyang, so good to see you!”

Yangyang looked between the both of you curiously, side by side, one with a bright, beaming smile and the other flushed, scared look on their face. He shook it off and pulled out his study materials while making small talk.

By the end of the study session you felt more confident in your geology skills and your chances with Yangyang. He had gotten exponentially cooler as he got older than the kid you met all those years ago. Sure, he was still chaotic and sarcastic, even still a little dramatic, but it nonetheless made your heart skip a beat, just like the first time you laid eyes on him.

Over the next few weeks Renjun slowly stopped coming to the study sessions. He always had some excuse or another, that neither you or Yangyang ever really questioned. In those few weeks you and Yangyang had grown closer as friends, texting each other about more than just class, checking in on each other, sending stupid memes and tiktoks, even a few inside jokes.

But of course, Renjun had to have his time too. Instead of just texting you, he would make conversation anytime he saw you on campus, even going as far as asking you to hang out when he wanted to know what was going on. Every night without fail, he would FaceTime you for at least an hour and a half to ask for very detailed updates which at some point became you two just talking about your days in general. He liked to judge your every decision, giving his own input on even minor things like the seat you sat in for a class he didn’t even have. He said his life lacked drama so he needed to live vicariously through his friends.

“I know we usually meet at the cafe, but even with that discount I really shouldn’t be spending all that money there every week. Do you mind if we meet at mine this week? I promise my roommate buys enough snacks to feed the whole complex and he makes me clean the place every week.” Yangyang suggested about a month and a half into your studying arrangement.

You of course agreed, you’d be crazy to not want to go to your crush’s home, just the two of you- alone, and talking about… rocks.

So when the next week came and Wednesday afternoon rolled around, you found yourself standing right outside your crush’s door, fist raised to knock. You were so nervous, just being alone with him in his home! This wasn’t the cafe where you had other people around, where you knew where things were, close to your home. No, this was his house, and that made you beyond nervous.

He pulled the door open, a wide smile on his face as he welcomed you in. He set your things at his kitchen table and gave you a short tour of the home. “My roommate will be back later tonight, but he made us some food if we get hungry later,” He told you while he brought out his own supplies, once again ready to conquer your weekly study session.

And even though you did at one point struggle very much with the subject, this particular topic seemed easier to understand. So after even correcting Yangyang a few times, the study session became more of a hang out session. So casual that you even answered Renjun’s texts, chuckling at him freaking out in all caps because you were in Yangyang’s home.

“No, but Renjun did that last time we hung out too! We were in public, like full on glass of water spilled across the table and he got so red,” you laughed recalling the memory from just a few weeks ago after watching Yangyang do the same.

Then just a few minutes later when you were both watching TV you mumbled, “I think Renjun would like this show. This is on Netflix right?”

Yangyang being the smart kid that he is, had pieces coming together in his mind, ideas that he wasn’t even sure if you knew yet. He was going to make this happen.

Renjun sat in front of Yangyang, a month before the end of the semester, finally working on the final project. Which, thanks to you, had not been mentioned even once since you and Yangyang started hanging out until a week ago.

After finishing his part for the day Yangyang leaned back in his chair, sighed and smiled. “I think I’m going to ask Sua from our history class out.”

Renjun choked on his drink, did Yangyang really have to pick the exact moment he took a sip of his drink to tell him this? He cleared his throat, “Since when do you like her?”

Yangyang shrugged nonchalantly, explaining that Sua worked at the cafe he was always at and at some point they just kind of hit it off.

Renjun nodded, a little excessively. In his head he was trying to figure out what the hell to do. He knew you liked Yangyang and how hurt you would be if Yangyang suddenly had a girlfriend. At this moment, you were the only thing on Renjun’s mind. “Really? I actually thought you and Y/N might be a really good match, and you guys obviously get along well.” He replied.

Yangyang hid his smirk by taking a sip of his drink, “I don’t know, Y/N is really just much more of a friend than anything. Like don’t get me wrong Y/N is cool, but I see Sua more romantically.”

Before Renjun even had time to process his words and think of the consequences, he suddenly blurted out, “Well, Y/N likes you- and has liked you since we were kids. You have to think about more feelings than just your own Yangyang. Think of Y/N.”

“Like you think about Y/N?” Yangyang replied. Renjun tilted his head in confusion, trying to understand what Yangyang was talking about.

“I know you never grew out of that crush you had in middle school- it’s that cute childhood neighbors to lovers thing. I know that whole plan you made so I could finally pay attention to Y/N, and while I admit it worked, because Y/N is a cool friend, this plan didn’t work the way you wanted it to. I see the way you look at Y/N and every time we hang out that’s all you can talk about. I’m smarter than you Injun, I know.”

Renjun flushed, these were emotions that he had buried deep down years ago. In just two months Yangyang had uncovered and brought his emotions to light. Emotions that had at one point been disguised as that annoying 13 year old kid that would bother you to your wit’s end and now evolved to Renjun putting your emotions before his own. Days that were once filled with him tugging on your hair or tapping on your shoulder and looking away as if it weren’t him, had now become days of texting or facetiming you regularly just to catch up like he had wanted.

“I think you should tell Y/N how you feel, don’t underestimate your chances.” Yangyang told Renjun as they made their way out of the cafe.

When Yangyang told you that he knew you liked him, that he wasn’t interested, that he was actually going to date Sua from his history class, you thought you would be more upset. Embarrassed that he knew you liked him all this time, angry that he didn’t tell you earlier, or heartbroken that your crush of almost 10 years didn’t like you like you liked him. But you weren’t. You weren’t embarrassed, or angry, or heartbroken. You felt fine, it felt like he was just telling you what he ate for lunch. “Okay, so how do you tell the difference between these crystals again?” You replied with a nod.

“And I know you like Renjun.” He added quietly.

You looked up suddenly, eyes wide with shock, “What?”

“Come on Y/N, I think this whole ‘Renjun annoys me to no end’ is just a ploy. Whenever we hang out he’s all you talk about, you guys FaceTime like every night, right? You smile every time he texts you, and even though you play it off as ironic shit-posting- those stories you always post with all the hearts and cheesy ass captions stopped being a joke at some point. You may not have realized it but even with Renjun as just a friend to you now, he means more to you than I do.”

You huffed, crossing your arms across your chest, “You know you’re smarter than you look, but I really don’t like you psychoanalyzing me.”

He laughed loudly, “So what are you going to do about it?”

“I don’t exactly have a good record with crushes, obviously. I don’t know what to do now,” you quietly answered, “Anyway this seems like a good ending point, we’ll meet one more time before the final right? Just text me if you need anything alright?”

Before Yangyang could even stop you or try to reassure you, you were hastily packing up your things and out the door. How was he going to get the two of you together now?

It seemed that mother nature seemed to understand the tornado of emotions that were happening for you and Renjun, though you both had no idea about one another, what had started off as a gorgeous spring day had become a dark and rainy spring night. Even Yangyang laid in his bed, unable to sleep as he remembered that he had failed to mention or even plan out- that neither of you knew you liked each other. That would have been nice to know, but it was a little too late for that now seeing as it was like two in the morning.

If you liked Renjun, which it sounded like you did, according to Yangyang and the more you thought about it, it really felt like you did. Not some surface level ‘I like to admire you from afar for 10 years’ crush but rather a ‘I like you and want to spend time with you and I’d hate to see you smile at anyone else like you smile at me and possibly fall in love.’ You sat straight up in bed, flashes of the lightning outside lit your room up, did you just think about falling in love with Renjun? Before you could process anymore thoughts you pulled on a coat and some shoes, grabbing the umbrella you kept by the door. You had to tell Renjun how you felt.

Stepping out of your apartment complex, you thanked the love gods for allowing Renjun to live just a few blocks away from each other and not across town. There was no doubt in your mind that by the time you reached him, you would be soaked to the bone, but you had to do this. There was no point in keeping this crush to yourself just for nothing, you had to take the risk and just hope for the best. Best case scenario, you get a boyfriend, and worst case, well then you don’t talk to him for another few years and every time you see him your heart feels like it's being stomped on. You know, something that could become a regular feeling.

You hurried through the storm, dodging large puddles while trying your best to stay beneath the awnings of the buildings. You stopped at a light, looking out into the rain to see just how much further you had until you got to Renjun’s place. But instead you focused on the sight of someone rushing through the rain to get to the opposite end of the crosswalk. You squinted through the downpour, realizing that the person at the other end of the crosswalk was “Renjun?”

You rushed toward him, lucky that there were no cars at this hour of the night to dodge. He ran forward, meeting you in the middle, pulling your hand forward so that the umbrella covered you both. “What are you doing out here?” He asked you loudly so you could hear him over the rain.

“I was coming to see you,” you started, meeting his eyes that told you he was waiting to hear more, “Renjun I like you. I really like you. I don’t smile, or laugh, or feel happy or even feel annoyed with anyone else like I feel when I’m with you. I want to be happy and date you, use your stupid plans to plan dates for us. I don’t want anyone else but you.”

“God, you don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to hear you say that. I’ve had a crush on you since middle school, you don’t know how happy this makes me.” He beamed, using his free hand to cup your cheek.

His hands were wet, and his fingers were cold as they cupped your warm cheek. “Are you gonna kiss me or what?” You asked.

He surged forward, lips meeting your own in a passionate kiss as your eyes fluttered shut. Your lips moved against his own, wrapping your free arm around his neck to pull him closer. He let his other arm fall to bring you closer by the waist, deepening the kiss. With one arm holding up the umbrella you decided to just fuck it, dropping the umbrella you placed your hand at the back of his neck.

A sudden honk made the two of you jump apart, rushing back to the end of the crosswalk to avoid getting hit by an angry driver.

“You crazy kids! Living your movie moment! I did it!” You heard a voice yell over the pounding rain.

“Yangyang?” Both you and Renjun called out upon catching sight of Yangyang leaning out his car window.

He smiled, gesturing for the two of you to get in the car. You both shuffled into the backseat, hands held close and sitting side by side to warm each other up after being out in the horrible weather for so long. You were both shivering, teeth chattering, and lips nearly blue from the cold.

“Aren’t you guys glad I meddled? I mean look at you guys, all cute and cuddled up after your adorable kiss in the rain.” Yangyang giddily smiled as he shook some of the water out of hair.

“Can you just take us back to mine, I’d like to get dry so we don’t get sick. If that’s ok with you,” Renjun asked, whispering the last bit to you.

You nodded, squeezing his hand reassuringly. Yangyang nodded, putting the car in drive, chatting your ears off about how happy he was that the plan worked even when he didn’t plan well considering he forgot to mention that you liked each other. He told you both that he was on his way to Renjun’s to tell him that you liked him and force him to FaceTime you and confess.

He pulled up in front of the apartment complex, turning to give you a cocky smirk before you could even get out of the car or thank him for the ride, “So is Injun a good kisser?”

“This whole car ride made me realize how much you suck, seriously. I clearly made the right choice, so I hope and pray for your sake Sua has a mountain of patience, like you never shut up- ever. Thank you for the ride.” You ranted angrily before you made your way out of the car.

Yangyang’s jaw fell in fake offense, “You sure know how to pick ‘em Renjun.”

But he wasn’t met with the shocked face he thought he would see, he was instead met with a dazed, lovesick look. “Yeah I do, I might be in love.”

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