#these days too classmates and i were talking etc but i was not really in the mood

[httpswritings]

We've created an artist — Alexia Putellas x Jenni Hermoso x Child! Reader

Warning: angst, abandonment issues, hitting. avoid reading if you feel uneasy about these topics.

Word count: 1386.

Summary: Alexia and Jenni had a daughter back in 2020. They split up in 2022 and Alexia started dating Olga the same year. In this fic, Jenni and Alexia do not end up together but they do face some challenges coparenting.

A/N: I almost sobbed writing this lol. It's pretty dramatic but it's worth it. 🫶

Through 2023, Alexia began introducing Olga to you. She started to make some comments about “her friend Olga” so you could get used to her name. Then, she gave you some gifts her friend Olga gave you; they made you really excited, as they usually were toys, fluffed animals, cute pieces of clothing from your favorite cartoons, etc. As you got used to Olga being in your mother's life, she eventually introduced her to you.

It went well. Olga was caring, all smiles for you. She was a bit timid, which you thought was wonderful, as you found her to be a delicate and loving woman. Alexia ended up telling you Olga was, in fact, her girlfriend and not her friend. It didn't change anything between the three of you, as your mother, Jenni, was also around, and everything carried on well.

While you were going through the life challenges of a two-year-old, your mother, Jenni, had to explain to you that she was going to be away for some time. It was not an easy, but necessary, decision for her and her football career. Even if you did not understand it, the psychologist your mothers talked to said it was crucial for your well-being to explain to you why Jenni was going to be away for some time, even if it sounded odd. She kept in contact with you through video calls, calls, and gifts she kept sending you and visiting you in Barcelona anytime she could, giving up any opportunity to visit her family in Madrid as you were her priority. The reason she didn't bring you to Mexico is because she didn't have any family there, while Alexia had her whole family near her. You still got to spend some time in Mexico when you visited Jenni with her family, especially your uncle, Jenni's brother, who you always had such a great time with. Because of these trips to Mexico, being far away from your mother, Jenni, wasn't that tough. Of course you missed her, but you saw her every month for a few days.

The World Cup came, and it was the best moment of your life. You got to spend about three months with both of your mothers and their teammates, especially the one who was closer to them. You celebrated your third birthday during your stay in New Zealand, as you were born in July.

September arrived. You started kindergarten when you were already three years old. You had a great start, coming home amused by how much fun you had at school each day. Alexia was the one who picked you up from school most days, but some of them you were greeted by Alexia's family, Olga, or Jenni's family when they came to visit. 

It took you almost a month before you started having an issue with Jenni not being able to pick you up from school. Your class was quite diverse, with different kinds of families: with one parent; with two mothers or fathers; with one mother and one father. But you had two mothers in your life; you wanted one of them to pick you up from school, just like you noticed some of your classmates were.

“Where can I go back to Mexico to see Mami?" you asked Alexia as she was picking you up from school. “Where's the «Hello, Mamà»?" she said as she tried to avoid the question. “Hello, Mamà. When am I seeing Mami again?” Alexia smiled at your innocence. “Soon, baby, soon.” You did not keep asking her about it, as you noticed tears threatening to escape your eyes. But that didn't imply that you were taking Jenni's absence well. The videocalls with Jenni kept getting quicker, as you couldn't bear seeing her through the phone for too long.

“What's up to her, Ale? Is everything alright?" Jenni asked one afternoon, when you didn't even spend one minute talking to her. Alexia tried to hold you but snapped back at her, “Leave me; I want to leave.” Afterwards, you went to your room to play with some toys.

Some weeks later, Alexia told you it was time to talk to Jenni, but you refused. “I don't want to talk with her.” “What do you mean you don't want to? Mami is waiting for you, baby. Did something happen?” “No. I'm not talking to her or to you."

Alexia sighed. She was usually calm when it came to you. Whenever something happened with you, she would sit with you and let you express yourself, even if that implied crying out of frustration because you couldn't go to the park. Something not a big deal to her but a huge deal for you at your age.

“What do you need, my love?” She kept asking you questions with a delicate tone. Olga got nearer and caressed your cheek, to which you responded by smiling. Alexia was dealing with some discomfort in her knee, which had her very worried. Still, she managed to keep calm and try to understand you. But you kept quiet. Worryingly quiet. Your mind felt so loud inside that you noticed your sight getting blurry. Images of Jenni came to your mind in a rush. You loved Alexia, but you needed Jenni's gentle and motherly touch.

Alexia began to lose her patience, and you shouted, “I need Mami. I want Mami. I want her now.” Alexia tried to calm you down, but you refused to let her touch you. “No! Don't touch me. I want Mami, not you”, as you got out of her embrace, slightly hitting her on the arm, running to your room, and shutting the door harshly.

It was the first time you did something like that. Getting out of Alexia's embrace the way you did wasn't a big deal for you, but Alexia felt like the whole world was collapsing. Olga rushed to hug Alexia, but her mind was repeating the moment of you hitting her. “Ale, baby, come back, please. Look at me.” Alexia's eyes had no expression overall. "Alexia." Olga said as she made Alexia look at her.

“She doesn't want me, Olga.”

“Yes, she does. Alexia, Y/N adores you. She just needs Jenni here too. She knows she has you here, in the room next to hers, at home. She's going to see you when she wakes up. She's going to have lunch with you. She plays with you at home. You both go on walks. She knows it, baby. But she also knows she can't have all that with Jenni. She doesn't have her other mother with her.” Alexia nodded, trying to understand Olga. “Y/N probably isn't aware of what she has just done. It was her way of expressing it. Later, you can explain to her why she can't hit people, even if she's sad, but right now, let her have some time to go through her anger and calm yourself down before talking to her.” Alexia finally hugged Olga back. “Thank you, Olga. Thank you.”

Half an hour later, Alexia came into your room, finding it empty. She freaked out as she called out your name, but you didn't respond. She went to her room. Still, you were nowhere to be found. “Alexia, she's here." Olga said. Alexia rushed to an empty room in the house, used for nothing in particular. You were sleeping on the floor with a drawing next to you. As Alexia got closer to you, Olga got out of the room to leave you both some time alone. In the paper, you drew yourself, with Alexia and Olga to your left. Olga was dressed with a timid smile and in a dress. Alexia was dressed the same way as you, in a fairy costume. This was enough to make Alexia cry. In the drawing, you also drew Jenni next to your right. She was drawn with a huge smile, emphasizing her dark black hair.

Alexia took a photo of your drawing and sent it to Jenni. “Look, we've created an artist. A very talented girl, Jenni. Talk to you in a couple of hours, as I know it's still pretty early there in México.” Then, she took a photo of you sleeping on the floor and sent it to her too. “Even geniuses need some sleep 😴 ”

#jenni hermoso #jenni hermoso x reader #alexia putellas imagine #alexia putellas #alexia putellas x reader #jenni hermoso imagine #woso #woso imagine #woso x reader

[drunkenlionwrites]

alright curveball what typical archetype would boothill be in a high school setting and what would he be like with his partner >:) (hc format please)

Boothill HS AU headcanons:

OMG OMG nonnie, that’s such a cool ask. I honestly would’ve not thought about this concept myself, cause school was so so long ago for me, but I’ve got the vision of HS Boothill right away when I read it💖 CW: none, g/n reader

So Boothill as the archetype would be ‘the classmate who looks like a local thug but is actually the kindest soul.’

Imagine your classmate who is not really studious and can disrupt the lesson by loudly laughing and talking in class and does this 5/5 days per week. He’s loud and brush and sometimes vulgar.

Once, he kicked and cussed out the vending machine out in hallway so loudly when you passed by that it made you physically jump. Even though he’s noticed that and tried to apologize to you, calling out your name through the hall, since that time you’ve decided that you don’t like him.

You are slightly annoyed by this and never approach him, but he’s got a big presence in school, so you see and hear things about him from time to time, though you don’t know which rumors are true and which are not. Some of them sound crazy: once he beat 4 to 5 upperclassmen alone. Some say it was 10 of them. Some say he’s got something on the principal; hence he doesn’t get in trouble with anyone. Some say it’s cause he’s the principal’s kid. Or lover. Those all sound crazy and unrealistic, but who knows?

Once you see him really beating up someone behind the school building with your own eyes. You stand there and watch for a bit, thinking about reporting this to someone, but then you notice Boothill coming up to a smaller kid, sitting on the ground not far away, comforting him and picking up his bag, helping the kid to pack the contents inside. You just hear never-ending ‘thank you’s in between small sobs and Boothill’s warm laughter afterwards.

Another day, you hear him quarrelling loudly with a teacher, which sounded again completely disrespectful from his side. Later, from murmurs around school you learn that he stood up for the shyer kid when he thought that they were unjustly reprimanded.

Once you saw him in the street after school on the day when he was missing, presumably staying in sick or something. He shouted out your name from the tree, causing you to flinch again. Turns out, he spent hours trying to get one stubborn kitty to come to him, skipping classes cause of it.

It was a bit awkward when you started dating, cause being in his orbit meant that you too became more known in school and began noticing stares and hearing whispers about you.

Boothill is a total sweetheart with you, even though he can be slightly obnoxious and is not good at reading the mood from time to time. It doesn’t matter since his positive outlook and mostly always good mood is oh so infectious.

He’s also very physical, not minding the pda at school. Walking with you holding your hand, hugging from behind etc.

He doesn’t mind spending the whole day at school attempting to study, especially if you’re a diligent student. Though he is a student who’s always ready to and will bail classes and will try to talk you into skipping school with him cause it’s just too much fun stuff happening outside that seems much more important to him.

I see the dynamic as a he’s a good influence in terms for teaching his s/o to be more assertive and confident in themselves and in return being the one who needs to be stopped and calmed out a bit when he acts on a whim.

#lion writes #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader #boothill x reader #hsr x you #hsr x y/n #boothill x you #boothill x y/n #hsr fluff #hsr imagines #hsr headcanons #boothill headcanons

[educatedsimps]

Can I pls request a boyfriend hc for Mattsun? 🥺🤲 one where it’s longterm like, highschool to waaaay into adulthood type of longterm.

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mastukawa issei x f!reader

a/n: when i tell you i squealed reading this request ✋😭 THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING ANON! AND YES BAE I’M WRITING THIS just a word of warning tho, i’ve never written for mattsun before so i had to do a little research, hope i didn’t mess up his character 🤧 anyway i hope u like this! and thanku for reading :)

cw: i may or may not have gotten carried away, f!reader, timeskip spoilers, established rls, tooth-rotting fluff

how you got together:

probably met him in your first year of high school, and got together after becoming really close friends

you made friends with hanamaki first because you were classmates, then one day he invited you to study together with his friends and that's when he introduced you to mattsun

you realised you shared a lot of classes with mattsun and you just clicked once you started talking

of course, you got acquainted with oikawa and iwaizumi as well

you had a group chat with makki and mattsun, and the latter often texted you after school and after practice

you had similar interests and music tastes and stuff (and of course enjoyed teasing oikawa together)

you and mattsun also started studying together (probably tutored each other in some subjects too)

the both of you started catching feelings as you grew closer and by the time you were halfway through your second year, the two of you had FATTEST crushes on each other bUT NEITHER OF YOU DID ANYTHING ABOUT IT AHJKDHSK i swear it pissed your friends off so much

anyway, makki and oikawa made a bet with mattsun in year 2, in which mattsun would have to confess to you if they didn't make it to nationals that year

iwaizumi told them to cut it out (they didn't listen)

oikawa knew mattsun wouldn't want to jeopardise his friendship with you by confessing, so he used that as an incentive for mattsun to train more LOL oikawa's actually evil

but they lost to shiratorizawa anyway so mattsun had to confess to you

he went to your class during lunch the very next day with a small bouquet of flowers and a note

he wanted to just leave it on your table and leave before anyone saw him, but you just HAD to walk in right at that moment

"what's that?" "...it's for makki" "then why is it on my table, issei?" "...because makki likes to sit at your table" "but makki's not even in this class"

anyway he ended up with the girl of his dreams that day and now he's secretly glad seijoh lost that game lol

you graduated together after dating for 1.5 years, and took a really beautiful grad photo together (he had the absolute biggest smile on his face, even makki had never seen him smile that wide before)

there was one photo with his friends in the background cheering as he bashfully gave you a kiss on your cheek (YOU GUYS ARE SO CUTE MY HEART IS ABOUT TO EXPLODE)

you also had a ton of photos photobombed by oikawa and makki in the background - and a few more taken when iwaizumi was dragging them out of the frame by their ears

dates with him:

he brought you out to dinner for your first date

he listened to oikawa's advice to take you to dinner because "girl's like the classics" and since oikawa was the only one in the team who had had a girlfriend before, mattsun decided that maybe he had a point

iwaizumi reminded him that oikawa got dumped his girlfriend but anyway-

it was a decent, slightly fancy restaurant in the city area and yes, he insisted on paying (he's been spoiling you from the very start)

he also got all dressed up for it - and i mean, suit, pants, flowers and everything

he was blushing the whole time

after that, you guys started going on different types of dates, depending on whether you're more of an extrovert or an introvert

dates include going on picnics, going to the arcade, movies, night markets and festivals, aquarium, museum, etc.

def a ton of home dates too - ordering food and doing skincare together or just cuddling

as broke highschool kids, you probably went to less expensive places, except for the occasional event, eg. after major exams, on you birthdays, your anniversary, after winning a game, etc.

lots of cheap after-school lunch dates though

milestones together:

you were each other's firsts, so you both lowkey didn't know what you were doing but you learned together

probably had your first major argument/conflict/disagreement after about half a year of dating? but you learned to resolve it in a healthy way pretty quickly

if you're not a confrontational person, then mattsun was probably the one who initiated the conversation after the argument

he probably cycled to your house in the evening just to apologise to you and talked things out

he can be a little blunt sometimes so resolving conflicts with him are usually very direct

after that, you slowly learned from each other's habits and signs and rarely get into heated arguments anymore because you know how to resolve conflicts peacefully through ✨communication✨

it was a pretty important milestone when you first met each other's families/parents, which was about a few months after dating

your parents knew you guys were friends first but had never met him until you started dating

he's a pretty nonchalant guy but meeting your parents for the first time was probably one of the most nerve-wracking moments in his life (i think it's a universal experience)

they love him tho

if you have any really young siblings or cousins, they'd probably use him as a free climbing activity

he has an older sister and a younger brother and they absolutely ADORE you

like from the moment issei introduced you to them, they were like "ISSEI WE WANT THIS ONE"

moving in together during or after college

you guys were one of the cutest campus couples like your relationship was the PEAK of all college relationships

like EVERYBODY wanted a relationship like yours and mattsun's

the little things:

he looks like his love language is gift-giving, followed by quality time but that's just my opinion

so you can expect lots of little gifts from him

he also always initiates a lot of dates because he wants to spend time with you

walks you home every chance he gets

ALSO FLOWERS

in high school he'd pick flowers from the school garden and give them to you, he'd either visit your classroom during break or give it to you when he sees you in the hallway or even between classes

probably pissed off the school gardener once for picking too many flowers but they became good friends and now mattsun always gets fresh flowers for you

idk why but this man gives "he'd get you flowers every time he passes by a flower shop bc 'why not'" vibes

mattsun would 100% match outfits with you on a date "just for the aesthetic"

mattsun in a black turtle neck, jacket, a thin silver chain, more flowers, and a fancy restaurant for a date

he'd probably make a spotify playlist for you, either of songs that remind him of you or of songs that are special to both of you

he would carry your bag for you when you go out, even if you insist that it's not heavy, doesn't matter how feminine it is, he'd gladly carry it on one side while holding your hand on the other side

you send tiktoks to each other every day (and by that i mean A LOT of tiktoks) and he watches every single one that you send him and he always replies to them. either with an emoji or a short reply, he just wants you to know he enjoys your tiktoks

will send you every "send this to the prettiest girl you know" tiktok he comes across (which is also very often)

takes candid photos of you when you're not paying attention, probably has one as his lockscreen too

post-timeskip hcs:

you're close to the seijoh 4 and hang out with them almost every time they meet up

and since you're mattsun's +1 who's been around them since high school, you're invested in the other guys' love lives too

sometimes you and mattsun try to set them up with people for your own entertainment to help them out a lil

you and mattsun are like a package deal, if you're invited to something, he's coming with and vice versa

you and mattsun would probably ditch an event together once you're tired or sick of it

you probably saved all the dried petals from all the flowers he's given to you over the years and got your wedding guests to throw them as you walked down the aisle together (you saw someone do this on tiktok and when you told him after the ceremony he actually cried)

if you guys own a car, you would probably take turns driving the car every day and drop off / pick up the other from work

if you don't then you'd meet at a bus or train station nearby and head home together every day

the two of you would 100% take naps on the bus or train together with earphones in

since he works in a funeral home, i feel like he'd have tons of flowers at his workplace, so sometimes he'll take a few home for you

either that or he knows the best flower shops in town and he'll often pick up a bouquet on the way home

also tells you stories from his work

a/n: ok i'm out of brain juice for this one but i hope you liked it! i hope i didn't write him too ooc too 😭

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[lias-writings]

West Coast & bathroom

18+ MDNI!!

summary: your best friend, roommate and dealer. the one and only, ellie williams. everyone knows her, everyone buys from her ’cause she has the best weed on the whole campus. you agreed to go on a party where your friend want to set you up with other girl, but ellie doesn’t seem to like it at all. what could go wrong when you agreed to dance with this girl? (dealer!ellie x fem!reader)

warnings: usage of weed, mention of drugs, smut, fingering (r! receiving), praise kink, slight degradation, dom!ellie x sub!reader, pet names (baby, pretty girl, etc.), mutual pinning, no use of y/n,

a/n: hii!! after a long time im back with another fic, this time ellie x reader. hope you’re gonna like this one, it’s my 1st smut ever soo….enjoy!! ♡. (disclaimer: the pictures are NOT supposed to describe reader, just couldn’t find that much race neutral and sadly 90% of these on Pinterest are white girls :()

it wasn’t a secret, that ellie williams, was a drug dealer. it wasn’t also a secret that you were her best friend.

your story begun at the junior year at high school. ellie just changed school ‘cause her former teachers didn’t like her ‘problematic behaviour’ so her adoptive dad Joel decided, it would be better for his daughter to continue her education somewhere else.

you, being one of the best students, were chosen to give her a tour, and introduced ellie to your classmates.

few weeks later you found yourself hanging out with her almost every day of the week. and this continued till nowadays when you both are at the same college, sharing one dorm.

you were just sitting on your bed, just thinking about how it all happened, how you met jesse and dina, oh and ellie, mainly ellie. she was constantly on your mind since you met her. at first you thought it was just a silly crush, but years later you realised, you loved her way more than she thought.

for the last months ellie has been really flirty with you, you thought it was just in a friendly way but it was upsetting you, thinking she doesn’t feel the same.

little did you know that she did fell the same about you, she was just too scared of loosing you,so she rather fucked every other girl on the campus. ellie built herself some reputation over the time she spent fucking around and now when she wanted to do something about it, it might have been too late.

“come in, the door’s open” you yelled after hearing a knock on the door.

“hey, girl” dina, one of your best friends greets you, while stepping into the room. she kicks of her red converse, and basically jumps on your bed to hug you.

when dina notices you’re unusually silent she furrows her eyebrows. “babe you need to stop fucking crying over ellie, i love you both, but she clearly isn’t seeking a relationship so put on that hot dress you have in your closet, and come with me to that party and we’re gonna find you someone who’s gonna treat you better, you know sophie? the masc third year? she’s been eyeing you up since last year” you listened closely to your friend, but the more you were thinking about it, the better it sounded, maybe a little distraction wouldn’t be so bad and dina was right. it’s time for you to move on and find yourself someone who’s gonna treat you right and who know, maybe it’s gonna make ellie jealous a little bit.

in a tight mini dress (you choose the color), heels and light make-up that complimented your face, you entered a house near campus. it’s not that you’ve ever been there before, but it’s the address, dina texted you. stepping in the door you looked around and saw a lot familiar faces. you saw your classmates, you saw jesse at the catering table and then ellie, she was sitting on the couch, man spreading and she was talking to some guy, probably selling weed to him, and before you could start admiring her hands and outfit ofc but also hands, you were trapped in a hug by you brown haired friend you were talking to earlier that day.

by the time she let go of you, her boyfriend jesse, was standing next to her, telling her to move so he could get a hug too. dina quickly grabbed you wrist and guided you to the drink table telling you, that sophie is keeping an eye on you ever since you stepped in the doorframe.

what non of you realised is was the fact, that ellie wasn’t sitting that far from you and overhearing you conversation, made her blood boil.

she knew that the only person, she should’ve mad at was herself but the jealousy was stronger. today was the day when she wanted to confess to you, ellie saw the party as a perfect opportunity, but no, you just had to start pinning over another girl.

when sophie finally decides to walk up to you ellie just let’s out an annoyed huff, rolling her eyes, she lights up her joint and inhale. she watches you closely and her hearing just blurs, when she finally notices, how fucking beautiful and sexy you look. the dress, showing all your curves, and your plumped pink-ish lips smiling at sophie’s words.

ellie felt her anger build up on every giggle you let out at sophie’s ‘lame’ jokes and her eyes widened and she almost coughed while exhaling when she saw you two hand in hand going to the dance floor. she saw the way sophie was looking at you, and there was nothing more ellie wished, than to be at her place.

you knew she was watching, you saw how her jaw clenched and how her eyes darkened with anger. you weren’t sure what you were doing, but you enjoyed sophie’s presence and when west coast by lana del rey started playing, you moved your body even closer to hers and put your arms around her neck, while she rested hers on your hips.

once the song ended you excused yourself, just for a few minutes because you needed to use a bathroom. ellie knew this is going to be her only shot or she may never get another chance ever again, so as soon as you went up the stairs, she went after you.

you were now in the first floor of the house trying to find a bathroom, once you found it, you knocked on the door (just in case) and when just silence was you answer you opened the door and before you had a chance to lock it, you heard a familiar voice. “wait,wait,wait,wait!”

“ellie?” you asked more yourself and opened the door. ellie quickly bursted into the bathroom, closing the door with her foot, and then locking it, so she could make sure, no one will interrupt you two.

“ellie, what are you doing here?” you put your hands on your hips and raised one eyebrow. you were leaning against the cabinet opposite the door, waiting for her answer.

she slowly took few little steps so she could be standing closer to you, just as sophie did, few moments ago, but in her presence sophie was the last thing on your mind. “i’m so sorry, pretty girl, it was stupid to act this way towards you i should’ve had told you long, long time ago”

“should’ve told me what, ellie” the way, her name rolled off your tongue, made her go crazy. she rested her palms on the wall behind you so your head was trapped between her arms, and your eyes were glued to hers. felling her hot breath on your cheek made you feel dizzy.

“that i love you, so fucking much” it was almost a whisper she let leave her lips with a relieving sigh, before she kissed you. she fucking kissed you. you wanted to push her away and list to her all the things she’s done wrong, you really did, but this was stronger than you, so you gave up and kissed her back.

the kiss was soft, romantic almost, filled with all the emotions you two felt for each other. when you ran out of oxygen, you had to pull away, but your foreheads were still touching. “i love you too” was all you could mumble before your lips were connected in a kiss again. this time it was different, more rough and hungry, you felt ellie’s tongue brushing against your lower lip, begging for an entrance. you parted you lips and your pink muscle was immediately met with the auburn haired girl’s one. in a matter of seconds a sweet kiss turned into a hot make out session.

suddenly ellie patted your upper thigh signalising for you to jump, you did and moments later you found yourself sitting on the cabinet with your legs parted so ellie could fit between them. you felt you heat getting wetter and wetter every second and when ellie brushed her knee against you clothed clit, you moaned, into her mouth.

“fuckk” ellie breathed out when she finally m pulled away from the kiss. “baby, i don’t wanna do nothing you don’t-” “ellie, please” you whined, needy for her touches. “please what, pretty girl? huh? tell me what you want, go on” you knew she was doing it on purpose, teasing you with her words, while lazily rubbing circles on your inner thigh. “ellie….i need you to touch me, please.” a smirk appeared on her lips as you threw your head back, thirsting for her touches on the certain place where you wanted her, the most.

“don’t worry, baby, i got you, ‘m gonna do everything you need me to, ‘y just have to be patient sweet girl.” ellie said in low voice, that made you head spin and heart melt.

she rolled you dress up a little bit, so she saw the wet spot on your soft, pink laced panties, that matched your bra. she cursed under her breath. “fuck baby, i barely touched you and your already so wet?” she would lie if she said it didn’t turn her on even more.

you threw your head back and let out a loud moan when ellie started teasing your cunt through the thin fabric of your underwear. suddenly you heard a sharp sound of the material getting ripped and when the cold air hit your heat you immediately knew what probably happened.

“i’ll buy you a new one, i promise” ellie muttered when she noticed your huff. “ellie…” you pouted desperately. “relax, pretty girl” she simply whispered to your each, she started, sucking, bitting and licking spots, on your neck and whenever you let out a sound she took a mental note.

after she was praised enough with her work on your upper chest, neck and shoulders she smiled proudly. “now, everyone gonna know that you’re mine, only mine, you understand?”

“yes, ellie” you were dripping in wetness and all you could think about was wanting her inside you already. “good girl” she praised you and then you felt her fingers teasing you clit.

“fuck-ellie” you were moaning her name like crazy, and wasn’t even in you, yet. “just like that, baby, let everyone hear you”

what she started pushing her two fingers into your hole, you thought you’ll cum just right there and then. she was pumping them in and out and you were a moaning mess. “you’re so wet for me, pretty girl. or do you think that anyone could fuck you this good? what about sophie, huh? I bet she’d love to what a whore you’re f’me, ‘y want me to call here?” she asked in a mocking way. “please, no-fuck, fells s’good els-only you!”

ellie, continued to fingering you, and the closer you were to reaching your climax, the louder you were. “gonna- fuck- cum, els” you whined and your body started to shake. “yea? you think sophie could fuck you this good? y’ think she’d make you come this hard?” now she’s holding your chin in her free hand, squeezing your cheeks together a little. “no-fuck..only you els!!” you screamed, and a hot tear rolled down cheek.

“my good fucking girl, now cum f’me, baby”

the praises made you reach your climax faster so you came all over ellie’s fingers, your legs still shaking, from the pleasure, you vision’s blurry ‘cause of the tears and your head’s dizzy.

“y’ did so good, baby” she said as she kissed you on your forehead “now let’s get to our place, shall we?” she suggested, with a smirk on her lips, knowing god damn well, that everyone heard you.

#lia writes 🌷🛍️ #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams #the last of us #dealer!ellie #ellie williams the last of us #ellie williams x reader smut

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for complaining about my friend's girlfriend?

💫🔥 <- for searching

I (15X) know this girl in my grade who we'll call F (15F). F is genuinely one of the biggest assholes I've ever met. She has dumped my stuff out of my bag during class, she has repeatedly gossiped about classmates (calling them ugly, stupid, etc.), she has used 'autistic' as an insult, she has used slurs she cannot reclaim, she has outright denied my ethnicity (my ethnicity is not well known, and people confuse it for Pakistani and/or Bangladeshi), and she has punched me before (twice). She has also said she's straight, but once dated a girl in the past because she "felt sorry for her". This is just to give you a scope on who she is as a person.

Flash forward some time, and I'm talking with a friend who we'll call D (15F). I'm fairly close with D, and we talk about a lot of topics together. D then shifts the conversation to relationships, specifically about how she recently got a girlfriend. Obviously, I'm happy for her, and I say as much. I don't push for any details, and she doesn't give any, which I'm fine with and I don't think much of.

The next day, I walk into lunch and sit with D and some other friends. I start unpacking my lunch, when suddenly I overhear D say "yeah, F is a really sweet girlfriend."

Immediately, I turn to D and ask if I heard that right. She confirms, yes, her girlfriend is in fact the one and only F.

I'm dumbfounded, and my friends appear to be as well. I had no idea D and F were friends, let alone close enough to start dating, and immediately the red flags started going off in my head. Very tentatively, I tell D that dating F is a mistake, and I tell her a little bit of what F has done (specifically, the gossiping and the punching me).

You know what D's response is? "Oh, she doesn't mean it! She's really sweet."

This floors me. All I can think about is how awful F has been to me, and why D would ever give F a chance. I continue listing the things F has done, though over and over, D keeps telling me that F is actually really sweet, and that she just has some mental health issues.

Over the course of the next few weeks, I keep trying to tell D to not date F, and D starts making jokes about how I "keep digging dirt up about her girlfriend". And while I did notice that D was starting to become more annoyed, and giving me more clipped answers in response, I continued to try and convince her to leave F.

A few weeks later, I texted D to ask if she's still dating F, but to my surprise, she told me F broke up with her. She even showed me the breakup text F sent to her, which basically said "I'm a horrible person and I can't date you, you deserve better than me." (Which is objectively true, honestly, but I didn't think F would say that...)

Now I'm wondering if I was too hard on D. I'm not sorry for telling her about F, but I don't know if hounding her was the best option. D has become more distant lately, and we haven't really held a real conversation in a while. I'm wondering if it was because I wouldn't stop reminding her how awful F was.

AITA?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[im-so-tired-sorry]

Kiribaku x gn!reader headcanons <3

A/N: my first time writing like this so bare with me lmao. these boys are always in my head. Part 1 since i realized while writing this was already long enough.

CW: mainly platonic, slight flirting

Genre: fluff

Word count: 0.8k

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while still attending ua (and still friends), you, kirishima and bakugo would always be hanging out together: in class, training at the gym, studying, or even chilling in each others dorms (sometimes even after curfew)

you would hang out in each others rooms, watching movies, reading books/manga, doing skin care, etc. sometime you would even invite the rest of the bakusquad over.

if two of you were planning on hanging out, you would plan to invite the third.

the boys would become a tad upset if you already had plans with your other friends/ classmates, but they wouldn’t say anything. they would still hangout and try to bring back a souvenir— whether it’s food or a gift shop item or even a small plush—for you once you come back to the dorms so you can hangout again and talk about your day.

it’s almost as if you three being separated for a long time was draining; you would all at least have to be in the same room to recharge and relax.

study sessions where bakugo would start to become less strict on you and kiri once you start pulling better grades, but still call you out for slacking off.

study sessions where bakugo bets that if you and eijirou made an equal or better grade than him on the next test, he would take you both out for dinner.

you and eijirou making dinner plans while katsuki is trying to figure out how you both passed his grade by a couple of percentage numbers. “you cheated didn’t you?” “we swear we didn’t!!”

there are two specific types of inside jokes between you three; if it happened in public, you can tease each other about it and explain the context if someone asked. then there are the ones you keep to yourselves, the ones that originated from private moments. those are the ones where, if mentioned, not even bakugo can help but break a smile reimagining the moment.

katsuki, who will stay after everyone else has left and help you with your training if you’re having trouble with a specific move. you tell him that “it’s ok” not wanting to waste his time, but he’ll just grumble. “how do you expect to be a good hero if you won’t even put in the effort?”

eijirou, who will never let you eat alone. no matter how late it is, if he finds you having a late dinner, he’ll join you with his own snack.

katsuki, who will maybe let you lean on his shoulder to catch up on sleep after staying up late to study and train.

eijirou who will carry you to the infirmary as soon as you catch a really bad cold, and katsuki who will blame it on you overworking yourself. either way, if they’re not in class or training, they are staying by your bedside ‘till you get better.

the three of you, along with other classmates, celebrate together when you pass your exams

the three of you, along with friends and family, grab dinner after the graduation ceremony

the three of you become a little distant once you start working at a different hero agency while kiri and baku get to work together. a couple of months go by and there’s silence between the pod. being a hero is busy work after all, especially when your trying to be some of the best.

you still try to make time for each other, trying to align every day off you have to see each other.

you would buy every magazine that had either of the boys on the cover and send it in the group chat. “wouldn’t mind being saved by this hunk😍” “💪💪😘” “You guys are gross.”

at one point, the three of you just start going straight over to each other’s houses after patrol shifts, eating dinner together, and if it’s too late, it turns into a last minute sleepover.

katsuki, who give you old clothes of his to let you sleep in.

katsuki, who will add your hero costume to the laundry pile and wake up early in the morning so your suit is clean and dry before you wake up and have to go.

eijirou, who will let you choose anything in his wardrobe to change into once it’s decided you’re staying the night.

eijirou, who, though can’t usually cook well, will make a solid breakfast for you before you have to clock back into work.

when they shoot you a text saying they’re coming over, you prep the house and take out their clothes and toothbrushes that they’ve “accidentally” left at your house so they can easily change and settle in once they arrive.

if you all have the day off tomorrow, it’s automatically a movie night and you each pick a movie to watch

cut to you all cuddling on top of each other, dead asleep while the credits roll.

#bakugo headcanons #katsuki bakugo x reader #kirishima x y/n #kiribaku x reader #kirishima eijirou #katsuki bakugo #bhna imagine #bhna bakugou #bhna headcanons #bakugou katuski x reader #bnha bakugo katsuki #bakugou katsuki #bakugo katuski #katsuki x y/n #katsuki bakugo mha #kiribaku x y/n #bnha eijiro kirishima #kirishima headcanon #kirishima imagine #bnha kirishima #kirishima x you #kirishima fluff

[gatorbites-imagines]

Jason Vorhees with Male Childhood best friend (preferably POC). They meet each other again after decades only for them to try and kill each other because they don't recognize each other. But make them have a happy ending because happy = : D

Jason Voorhees x male reader

Headcanons

I always try to keep my stories open so anyone can imagine the reader as whatever race or appearance they have, unless I state otherwise (like when I make the reader taller, etc), so I didn’t change much in this to make the reader POC, so I hope that’s okay ^^

I headcanon that Jason is nonverbal so there’s mentions of signing in this. I may have gone a little further than childhood best friends, but I hope that’s okay anyways :)

-          You and Jason met at Camp Crystal Lake when you were children. You had always been a little strange, liking to be alone and spend time reading and alike than going out and causing messes like other kids.

-          This caused you to be quite isolated during camp, and you spent most of your time indoors, sitting near the cabins or up against trees, or sitting in the lunch area with Pamela Voorhees who worked at the camp to watch over her son Jason.

-          Pamela liked you because you were polite and never once made rude comments or gestures at Jason, so she tried to help build a relationship between you and her son.

-          Jason was still bullied by the other kids, which was the only time you really ever talked with the others kids as you always ran in to defend him, or push over the kids who were trying to hurt Jason.

 -          As time at camp passed you started holding Jason’s hand and you two would walk together everywhere, be it sitting together as you read out loud for him, or you going with Jason down to the lake to look at the bugs and other creatures that swam around.

-          You two got quite close and you started having a childhood crush on the other boy, who was starting to have a crush on you too because of how kind you were to him.

-          One day Jason brings you some flowers he’s picked and signed to you with the few signs you knew that he liked you, and he was very much expecting you to be disgusted because you were both boys and because of his appearance.

-          So when you blushed and told him you liked him too, he was over the moon. You were still just kids at the time so you being boyfriends didn’t really mean anything. You kept up holding hands and spending time together like before, and only Pamela knew you were “dating”.

-          She thought you two were so sweet together, so she never said anything about it.

 -          The day they threw Jason into the lake was one of your worst memories. Some of the older kids had knocked you down and were holding you down as they beat on you, others going to throw Jason into the lake.

-          When Jason didn’t come up from the water you started yelling and screaming, which finally caught the attention of the camp leaders and Pamela, the older woman coming running. When she saw you being held down, covered in bruises and beaten bloody, so yelled at the bullies and sent them off to take care of you.

-          But you were too busy sobbing about Jason, pointing at the lake and telling her what they had did and that he hadn’t come out.

-          You could never remember the noises Pamela made when she believed her son had died, and you left camp that evening as the bullying so was bad and the apparent death lead to the camps closing that year and the next few years.

-          You never looked back to the camp, and as the years passed the memories of Jason became another faint memory, though you did think of the sweet boy who had brought you flowers and who was bullied just for being himself.

 -          When you heard about the killings at Camp Crystal Lake, you couldn’t have cared much since it was just a place of your past and the home of one of your worst memories.

-          But some of your coworkers or classmates knew of your past there, having heard the story of you going there when it closed down somehow, so they pressured you to go with them to explore the area.

-          You found it idiotic to go where multiple murders had happened, but you had planned on going for a little bit and sneaking away and leaving when they weren’t looking.

-          Your coworkers or classmates acted like it was some kind of ghost hunt, too busy ooing and aahing at the buildings and the lake itself, so you could easily slip away into the woods. But as you snuck away you got far enough away to not be able to hear the sounds of your coworkers or classmates being killed.

-          You ended up getting lost in the forest, cursing softly under your breath as you stomped through the undergrowth and away from where you assumed the people you had came with were too busy acting like actual murders were just a cryptid story.

-          When you got caught in a trap you immediately cursed louder, your legs being tied together and sending you falling to the leaf covered ground. You were lucky you always carried a pocket knife so you got to work freeing your legs, too busy to notice the footsteps nearing you.

 -          You had just gotten your legs free and rolled to the side just in time for a machete to slash the ground where you had just been. Your heart leapt into your throat as you snapped your eyes up to see the large hockey masked giant, covered in blood and wielding the machete he had just tried to kill you with.

-          Instead of running like other victims, to Jasons surprise you immediately went into fight mode and somehow got the machete away from him, using your pocketknife to fight him off.

-          Your fighting continued, ending with you both on the floor with you pressed down against the wet forest floor with Jasons hulking frame above you with his large hands wrapped around your throat and squeezing, trying to choke you to death.

-          You choked and wheezed, clawing at his hands and arms to try and free yourself as you had lost your knife somewhere during the fight. How great that you would die in the exact same forest as Jason.

-          At some point you wheezed that you wouldn’t die here like Jason did, to which Jason immediately loosened his hands in confusion as you knew his name. Using his surprise you nail him right in the face, making him stumble just enough to be able to flip yourself around and struggle to your feet, still weak from almost being suffocated to death.

-          You raise shaky fists Infront of yourself as Jason slowly gets to his feet, but he doesn’t come at you again like before, instead he slowly tilts his head and looks at you more deeply, letting his eyes run all over your face and body as if trying to place you.

 -          When he suddenly twitches and straightens up you tighten your muscles and get ready to fight more, even though you feel like your okay to pass out.

-          That’s when Jason lifts his large, scarred hands and starts signing, moving faster than your way out of training brain can keep up with. That along with the horrible headache you were sporting made it impossible to understand him.

-          Seeing your struggle he slows his signing down, and uses a special sign he had made up to refer to you instead of having to sign your name. That was a sign you could recognize as only Jason used that when you were children, so you look at the killer with confusion.

-          When he signs it again and then signs his own name, you wheeze out a confused “Jason?” to which he happily nods. You are sure you must be dreaming or hallucinating, as you give a confused chuckle, the adrenaline in your body finally plummeting and making you pass out.

-          Jason lurches forwards and catches you, cradling you softly in his arms as if you are a fragile flower. He knows it’s a bad idea to bring you back to his own home, so he takes you to the tree you two always sat at as children and lays you down after checking to make sure you aren’t too banged up.

-          He quickly goes to clean himself up as much as he can with what he has, and goes out of his way to pick the same flowers he gave you as children to bring back to you.

 -          When you wake up alive and not dead, you lay in confusion for a while still feeling quite bad after almost being choked to death, and the shock that goes through your body as you notice Jason’s shape sitting in front of you immediately snaps you awake.

-          You try to back up only to hit the tree, which makes you finally realize where you are. That’s when Jason holds out the flowers to you, almost shyly, and it reminds you so much of that time he gave them to you as kids.

-          You can only stare at him in confusion for a while, the soft flicker of affection flaring up in your heart as if being revived from all those years ago.

-          When you don’t react or accept the flowers, Jason seems to curl in on himself a little, the hand holding the flowers lowering and he seems almost ashamed or regretful. So when you push yourself up and wrap your arms around you almost carefully, he makes a soft noise but soon returns the hug.

-          He hugs you very carefully, as if scared he will hurt you or break you in some way, but he holds you so dearly. He makes soft noises as if to tell you how much he’s missed you since you were the only one his age that ever treated him kindly.

-          You both just keep sitting there and holding each other, and at some point your position changes to you sitting in his lap and leaning against his chest as you arms are still around each other. You haven’t asked how he’s still alive or why he does what he does, but that doesn’t matter right now, you can always ask him that later.

-          All that matters is that he’s still alive and seems to still care about you in some way. So, you sit, watching the moonlight dance across the lake and the beautiful stars, held close to the chest of the man who was once your best friend. He was much larger and much more dangerous than before, but he still felt just like the Jason you remembered.

#male reader #slasher #jason voorhees #slasher imagine #slasher headcanon #slasher x male reader #slasher x reader #jason voorhees headcanon #jason voorhees imagine #jason voorhees x male reader #jason voorhees x reader

[mykingdomforapen]

Lunar New Year headcanons of our favorite trio while I do my deep cleaning...

brought to you by a Cantonese person disclaimer disclaimer

Cheng Xiaoshi loves the dancing lions so much. When he was little, he always told his parents he wanted to be one of the lion dancers one day, doing all sorts of acrobats and tricks. He would always run to the front to feed the lion money or lettuce and to this day as an adult still gets giddy when they eat something out of his hand.

That being said, Lunar New Year was hard for Cheng Xiaoshi the first several years without his parents. He was extremely lonely, and while Qiao Ling's family would have invited him over to their celebrations for the holidays, they also had all of Qiao Ling's grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins running around. It was too stressful for him so there were years he refused the invitation and spent it alone. Also, because so many of his classmates' parents didn't really like him, no one would give him a red envelope* which made him feel really embarrassed when the other kids would make fun of him for it. And he had no parents to get him new clothes, get him a haircut, etc. He honestly got depressed around the season each year. *if I understand correctly, while in the south of China it's usually your family/close friends who give you red envelopes with lots of money, northerners will give red envelopes to any kid they come across with a nominal amount

Lu Guang does go down south to see his extended family each holiday, and he has a pretty large extended family as well. His grandparents spoil him rotten and he gets SO much money. Most of which he subtly shares with Cheng Xiaoshi and Lu Guang ie treating them to dinner, getting them little presents, etc. It helps that his grandparents worry he's destitute for working in a photo shop and give him extra money.

That being said, he does try to spend some of the important days with Cheng Xiaoshi and Qiao Ling because he LOVES THEM!!! And also he's got beef with one of his cousins.

Nowadays, Qiao Ling and her parents prioritize Cheng Xiaoshi over extended family when it comes to celebrations. Qiao Ling insists that they all like it better this way, but it took Cheng Xiaoshi a bit of time to believe it. He's grateful for their home, where there will always be a pair of chopsticks for him....

Also, Qiao Ling's mom begs him every season that she help him cut his hair. He says No ❤️

Lu Guang takes the deep cleaning very seriously around this season. He dedicates an entire weekend to scrubbing, dusting, changing out filters, cleaning out closets, everything. Cheng Xiaoshi and Qiao Ling always get a little nervous when, in the weeks leading up to LNY, they notice Lu Guang buying new cleaning liquids and rags.

Meanwhile, Cheng Xiaoshi cooks up a storm for the holidays. he completely takes over Qiao Ling's kitchen and cooks like crazy. He badgers Qiao Ling to keep him company but also doesn't want her in the kitchen else he'll trip over her when he's In The Zone, so she literally pulls up a stool and sits at the doorway.

This isn't a headcanon but just picture the trio bundled up in scarves and watching the fireworks together....clapping with the lion dancers...eating niangao and talking over the TV special....my heart.

#link click #shiguang dailiren #shiguang daili ren #also!!! this upcoming year is year of the dragon which is CXS' year!!! happy zodiac year b b boy!!! #this will either be your luckiest year or the worst year of your life!!!! #cheng xiaoshi #lu guang #qiao ling

[zhonglis-wifey]

any scenario with dottore in his akademiya days?? :D could be fluff or hurt/comfort its up to you I JUST NEED TO HUG THAT MAN I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

SAME SO TRUE!!!!!!! dottore is my little sweetie ik he’s a deplorable criminal but idgaf he’s so cute to me

akademiya dottore

TW: n/a

i have a hard time picturing dottore having a social life outside of the akademiya. he’d be viewed as off-putting at best and criminal at worst, so he doesn’t really get out much. the most socializing he does is in his akademiya classes and field research.

luckily (or unluckily, depending on who you ask), you shared a class with him! it was a class on khaenri’ahn robotics, something you’d been interested in for a long time. the large ruin golems sitting idly in both the rainforest and the desert absolutely fascinated you and you couldn’t wait to get out there and examine them up close.

dottore took note of your consistent participation, innate intellect, and patience only present within a scientific mind — you were the perfect partner. ‘for research,’ he quickly added to that thought, scoffing at the idea of ever thinking of you as anything more than a means to the end he so desperately wanted. dottore was far too busy with school to worry about silly things like his feelings for you. besides, you barely even gave him the time of day.

despite your minimal interaction, dottore asked you to accompany him on a trip to the desert where the two of you could investigate the internal mechanisms of the broken ruin golem. without even a second to think, you agreed. you’d always thought dottore was kinda cute plus he wanted to accomplish the same things you did, so why not go?

it was awkward at first. part of you regretted agreeing to such a long expedition with a near-stranger, but the pros far outweighed the cons. you had to do most of the talking at the beginning. you could tell dottore wasn’t very socially experienced especially when talking to pretty people who shared his interests so you decided to make things easier on him by shouldering that burden. while making your way to the desert, you made lighthearted conversation with him, asking about his life before coming to the akademiya, future plans, etc. you just wanted to get to know him a bit better since you’d be spending so much time together.

dottore was so embarrassed that he was so bad at talking to you. he scolded himself for not considering his social awkwardness before all this. dottore greatly appreciated that you took the initiative to start and guide conversations since that was the one thing he could never seem to figure out. eventually, he grew more comfortable with you, feeling ready to share his own thoughts and experiences with you sincerely rather than the short, somewhat rehearsed answers you’d been getting before.

by the time the two of you got to the ruin golem, you and dottore felt like you had known each other for years. spending so much time with one person really forces you to get to know one another, and the more you learned about dottore, the more you liked him.

researching the ruin golem was insignificant to you both by now. of course, you still did your work and turned in a phenomenal research paper penned by both of you, but it wasn’t paramount anymore. instead, you and dottore were much too focused on your burgeoning feelings for each other.

when you returned to class together, your classmates were surprised to see you and dottore getting along so well. he was so antisocial before, yet here he was talking to you like it was no big deal. 

#il dottore x reader #il dottore #dottore x reader #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #dottore #il dottore genshin

[kywaslost]

Hello!

Can I pls rq a platonic aizawa x student reader where he's noticed that you've been acting differently as of late. You're much more aggressive, rude, tired, glaring at everyone, etc.

So on day he tells you to stay after class. So you do.

He immediately asks you "what happened to you? What happened? Bc this isn't you." And you just glared up at him and said "what would you know abt me?"

What Happened? - Aizawa Shouta

A/N: Hi! I hope this turned out ok. Should I make a part 2?

Maybe he hadn’t been paying close enough attention, or maybe the change was so sudden there was nothing he could have noticed. He wasn’t sure, but he didn’t approve of this new you. You were one of the best-behaving students in his class, or, at least you used to be. You were quiet when you needed to be, but talkative when you were allowed to. You made good grades and got along with everyone, even if you didn’t quite like them.

But things had changed. You weren’t this perfect student anymore. You were really quiet now, but you got very angry very quickly when provoked. Mineta had gotten on your nerves one day and you blew up at him. There was screaming, yelling, and your quirk got a little out of hand for a moment. Aizawa had to use his quirk on you and order you to take a walk to calm down.

Everything you now said to anyone was rude and mean. Enough to the point that your classmates now avoided you at all costs. Even your closest friends didn’t want to be around you. You sat alone during lunch, and no one wanted to spar with you during gym. You looked exhausted all the time, which may explain why you were being so mean. But you always went to bed early, not long after Bakugou would turn in for the night. And you were sleeping in a lot more, too. No one knew what was going on with you.

Eventually Aizawa had had enough and asked you to stay after class one day. You didn’t think anything of it, just assuming that he was asking you to do something for him, or to grade papers for him like you used to do. But when he asked you to sit down, you were afraid of what he was going to say.

“Y/N, I’d like to talk about your change in behavior as of late,” Aizawa began. “You’re not the same person anymore. Can you tell me what happened to cause you to make such a drastic change?”

You only glared in response. “What do you mean?” There was an edge to your tone. “I’m just fine if I do say so myself.”

You thought you were hiding it well, but Aizawa could see right through you. Tears were welling in your eyes, and you were biting your lip ever so slightly. The man sighed sadly and placed a comforting hand on your shoulder. His red eyes met your glaring (e/c) ones. “Something’s happened to you,” he said slowly. “I’m guessing it happened over the break we had a few weeks ago. So,” he smiled softly. “What happened?”

You huffed, turning your head to the side. “What would you know about me, Eraser?” you spat harshly. You shoved his hand off of your shoulder, stood, and shouldered your backpack. “You don’t know me, and you don’t know my life. Quit acting like you do.” Storming out into the hall, you slammed the door shut behind you.

This wasn’t like you one bit, and now Aizawa has to find a way to get to you without angering you even more.

#comfort #bnha #x reader #bnha comfort #platonic #bnha fluff #mr aizawa #bnha aizawa #aizawa shouta #shouta aizawa #about #eraserhead #aizawa x reader comfort #platonic aizawa x reader #aizawa

[orion4ever]

Hello! This is my first time requesting something (like ever), so please forgive me if I did something wrong :)

Could I request a step 1 Qiu x MC where MC is super interested in ghosts/paranormal things/haunted dolls, and is considered offputting/scary because of it (when in reality they're a total sweetheart)? Scenario/prompt is up to you! If it's not too specific to add on, MC could be super shy/only really open to him and Tamarack.

Thank you, and have a good day/night! ♡

Author’s note: Hi, Thank you for requesting! The step 2 stuff is being delayed rn so It's good that I have a step 1 request rn! I don’t like keeping people waiting! This is a short scenario! Hope you like it!

Pairing: Step 1! Qiu Lin x Paranormal Fanatic MC

It was a week before Halloween, MC and Qiu were standing around Mrs. Murray’s room after school and talking about anything new, Qiu told MC about a sticker his dad bought for him and how he decided to put it on his bike helmet.

“It's super cool , it's a black cat with galaxy sunglasses!” he described, his finger drawing a cat shape in the air to further elaborate to his friend.

“That's nice of your dad to get it for you, You have to show it to me later.” MC replied, earnestly. Earning a bright smile from the young boy.

“I will , I can promise that!…What about you? Anything interesting you wanna show?” Qiu asked , curious.

Qiu and Tamarack were aware of MC’s interest in the scary and paranormal. With permission from both of them , MC had showed them lots of interesting little wonders that they had acquired: tiny bones you found in woods, ghost stories your mom bought etc.

MC showed some of their other classmates these trinkets sometimes too, but they would get scared and find the peculiar child off-putting or a little scary; wondering why you would even suggest playing Ouija board for indoor recess instead of coloring in a cute character or playing heads up seven up.

“Oh, uh! I do! Can I show you..?” MC asked , already slowly itching their little hand towards the zipper of her bag.

“Go ahead!”

MC dug both hands into their bag, using their knee to hold the bag high enough to retrieve this mystery item. The child pulled out a raggedy old doll, its once presumed brunette hair was tangled and covered in a mix of twigs and dirt, it had on an old style dress and a big bow on top of its head.

The first thing Qiu notes in his head is the singular shiny blue glass doll eye, the other eye is missing.

“I found this doll under a tree, I really hope it’s haunted” MC said with excitement , cradling the doll like if they shook it wrong it would curse their entire family for eternity.

“Pfft, why would you want it to be haunted?” Qiu asked with a bemused smile on his face, he didn’t ask to be judgemental; just curious.

MC shrugs. “I think it be cool.. , maybe the ghost could be somebody funl.” They answered with a small shy smile.

“Fair” Qiu replied. Qiu Lin wasn’t easily deterred and he enjoyed how passionate MC was about the paranormal and all the weird things that come with it,

“Hey! I have an idea, So there is this house up the hill, a few blocks away from Baxter’s house that is completely abandoned. It has families of spiders living in it!” He paused for a moment to gauge MC’s star-struck expression before continuing.

“Why don’t You, me, and Tamarack go and explore it? Show your new doll the house you know?”

MC answered. “Yeah, uhm maybe I can take my ghost-hunting kit and everything.”

“That would be smart, Never know when a ghost might decide they wanna eat us!” Qiu joked.

“…I don’t think ghosts can eat?”

#our life now and forever #fanfic #olnf qiu #olnf #gb patch #olnf mc #qiu lin #orion4ever #orion scenario #qiu lin x reader #qiu lin x mc #request are open

[aromantic-diaries]

That stuff about "these two people are close, they're secretly in love"? That shit doesn't just happen to famous people or anything like that, this stuff actively happens all around. I had this classmate of mine, right? And we were on this school trip together where we would spend 5 nights on an island. Pretty neat graduation trip.

Well, it was pretty neat until the FINAL DAY of the trip where everyone ended up making a little circle to spread gossip, and guess what the gossip was about? That classmate of mine. And it was that she was "secretly in love with her friend"

The things that were said were just ACTUALLY VILE. Not only because what they were was outrageous, but because she was already dating a boy. And her friend, who she was friends with ever since childhood, was also dating a girl by the way.

They said stuff about how they both were sleeping in the same room on the trip sometimes, about how they trusted each other and were ""touchy"", about him carrying her bag for her when she went to the bathroom in the show. They started even saying stuff "Poor girl, she probably doesn't even realize she's in love".

I was appalled. And I voiced it, too. This isn't how you talk about your classmate, they're just friends. None of what you said was evidence of ANYTHING. But I was shut down from saying anything else because "You've never been in a relationship, you wouldn't know like we do". Now this... this made my blood boil. Not only for me, but for my classmate.

I then left the circle that they formed on the other side of the room and pretended to take out my phone and mess with it, but I was secretly just recording the stuff they were saying. When they eventually left, I was freaking out because "How the fuck do I even show this to her? What if they ostracize me from the group after they make up with each other?"

I eventually figured that the right thing would be to show this to her and her friend. They were my classmates too, after all. This is just unfair. And it's the last day we, as a class, are going to be spending together... so what could go wrong, really?

The friend of hers was on the bathroom inside of the room at the time when she, by some miracle, came in to get him and knocked on the bathroom door. I just went up and locked the room to not have anyone else come in while we talked. I explained to her the things they were saying, and said I would send her more stuff and explain more clearly through messages.

Worst part after this was that the trip organizers were doing a presentation right afterwards where you had to hug every classmate of yours as a goodbye... and uh... that was awkward. And she cried during that, too. It was too fucking sad to watch.

After that, I went to my room to wait until further things happened... which was fated to happen at that point.

I was called my other classmate, one of two, who burst into the room and said that we had stuff to talk about in the girl's room. Well, she gave a wallop to everyone that participated in the circle, to say the least. "How DARE you talk like that about your classmate?! On the LAST day of the trip, the last time we're going to see each other??? She's just begun dating the guy, it's her first relationship and you do this to her?"

Well... eventually, everyone who participated in the circle either left to get pissy about it while everyone else [like, 2 of the boys in the circle of the three I was sleeping with] apologized for not standing up for what was happening. We ended up talking about how much had happened in our time during school, what we were going to do after graduating, etc.

It was actually rather pleasant, at the end of the day. We stayed up until 4 AM talking about stuff, getting drunk, laughing. Comforting the girl about what had happened until she slept.

Uh... where was I going with this?

Amatonormativity, specifically about who you're ALLOWED to be close with, sucks - is what I'm trying to say. But when people group up and stand up against it? That's the best thing that can happen, and what we should strive for.

But... like, I also wonder... if they weren't already dating other people, would it have been the same? How many friendship are drifted apart just because people think you're "perfect for each other" or "too close with one another"? That part still troubles me, but I'm glad it was a happy ending.

I totally get it. I wasn't saying it only happens to famous people, I was just bringing it up as a very prominent example of something I noticed. It happened to me and my best friend, people we knew started assuming we were dating cause we click really well and hang out a lot. Overall I just think it's really weird when people insist they know better about the nature of two people's relationship. How it looks from an outside perspective is irrelevant

#anon #mail time

[amor1st03]

Facade | Seo Changbin

Changbin x fem!reader

highschool au, classmates to friends to lovers, angst, fluff

warnings: mentions of insecurities/self-doubt, drinking, swearing, angst, reader fucks up tbh and hurts Changbin, not proof read (yet), kinda hate this tbh lol

word count: 7.5k

in which: you want to write an article about the popular group in your school, what could possibly go wrong? Rom-com inspired, never been kissed etc

Skz masterlist

"You know it's a terrible idea right?" Your best friend, Seungmin, said.

"No it's the perfect idea, I'll get into any university I want if I can write this article."

"Yes but you'd have to get close to their group for it."

"So? I get close to them, write the article and then we graduate and I never have to speak to them again."

"I don't like the idea of you hanging out with them."

"Scared I'll ditch you?"

"No. I just trust them.”

No one ever trusts the popular people in school. Not really.".

"Just watch how much you tell them about yourself if this does work. I don't trust them."

"I will, don't worry."

The plan was simple. Infiltrate the so-called popular group at your school, learn about their life of popularity, write the greatest article your school had ever seen and get into any university for journalism you wanted. It was perfect.

Well, simple in theory.

How on earth were you meant to infiltrate the group and get them to trust you enough to talk about being popular?

Seungmin suggested that you scrap the whole idea and just tell them that you wanted to write an article about popularity but you knew that they would bullshit their way through an interview. You had to get to know them. Get them to trust you so you could find out everything about what it was really like to be popular.

"You're definitely sure about this?"

"Definitely. I got this."

In order to get into their group you needed to figure out a way to talk to them. You had a few classes with Rebecca, the 'queen bee' of the school but you were too nervous to approach her. You had a few classes with her other friends too. You figured your best option was Changbin, the star football player. He was extremely popular and had girls swooning over him left right and centre. But he always seemed to be the friendliest out of the whole group.

He was in your history class but you found yourself hesitating to approach him. This was going to be harder than you thought. When the class ended and you had yet to speak to him your heart sunk in disappointment.

"Any luck?" Seungmin asked you at the end of the day as he met you outside your last class.

"Nope. I couldn't even work up the courage to talk to any of them." He sighed a little, shaking his head at what he was about to tell you.

"I can't believe I'm helping you with this." He muttered more to himself than you. "There's a party on Friday, they'll probably all be there. The whole school is pretty much invited, you could try to talk to some of them there."

"Why didn't you tell me this earlier?"

"I've only just found out about it!"

"It's perfect! I'll go and maybe a little bit of liquid courage will finally get the ball rolling. Will you please come with me?"

"Count me out."

"Seungmin, please." You whined. "I can't go alone, please."

"Fine, but I'm having no part in helping you talk to them."

"Don't worry, you won't have to. We can ask Jeongin to come too."

***

You and Seungmin clung to each other for the most of the night. It wasn’t that you didn’t enjoy parties. You did. But this one was different. You knew that somehow you had to approach Changbin. Somehow convince him that you were cool and the type of person that he wanted to hang out with. To say you were nervous was an understatement.

Jeongin, it turned out, was really in his element. You had lost him a long time ago somewhere in the crowd. The last glimpse of him you got was him surrounded by a group of guys while he was playing beer pong at a table.

“I thought you were going to talk to Changbin tonight.”

“I thought you said you would have no part in helping me.”

“I'm not helping you, just reminding you why we're here.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know.”

“Look, I'm going to go to the bathroom. You try and figure out what you're gonna do.” You watched him leave before finding a corner to hide in. You sighed, closing your eyes and resting your head against the walls.

“Rough day?” A voice said behind you.

“Yeah, you could say that.” You opened your eyes to see who the voice belonged to you. Your eyes widened slightly when you realised it was Changbin. You put on a smile.

“How about a drink?” He tilted his head in the direction of the kitchen and you agreed. He led the way as you followed.

“What's your poison?” He asked.

“Surprise me.”

“After a little adventure, I see?”

“Yeah, trying this new thing called being brave.”

“Well, let's hope it works out in your favour and you like this.” He handed you your cup and you took a sip. It was fruity and sweet and the alcohol wasn't too overpowering.

“That's actually really nice.”

“Thanks.” He made himself a drink before leaning in the counter looking at you.

“I've never really seen you at a party before?”

“I don't come to many.”

“And I don't see you around school much either.”

“You probably haven't noticed me.”

“How ever could I not notice that pretty face.” You resisted the urge to roll your eyes. Obnoxious.

“You're quite the charmer, I see.”

“Well, I do try.”

“Seriously though, I swear I never see you around school except in history. Where do you go?”

“I don't have many friends, to be honest.” Of course you had Seungmin and Jeongin but the three of you would hide out under the bleachers during your free time and lunch.

“Well, now you do. I'm Changbin.”

“I know who you are.”

“Ah, you do, do you?”

“Yeah. I just mean, like, the entire school is in love with you.”

“You included?” You thought he would've smirked but his expression was surprisingly sincere.

“I-”

“I'm messing with you. Anyway, you're Y/N, right?”

“Yeah. Yeah, that's me,” You replied, still feeling a little flustered.

“So, now that formal introductions are out of the way, I can ask you. Do you want to join me and my friends at lunch tomorrow?”

“Sure. Sounds great.” He smiled as you agreed.

“Great. And now for my second question. Do you wanna dance?” He held out his hand for you and as you took it you tried desperately to ignore the tingling sensation you felt in your veins.

***

You breathed heavily, trying to calm yourself as you worked into the cafeteria the next Monday morning. Glancing around at the crowded tables, searching for Changbin. He caught your eye and waved you over and you felt the sudden urge to turn and run. But you didn't. Instead you forced yourself forward towards his table. The ‘popular’ crowd was made up of smaller circles. Changbin’s circle being at the top of the food chain. He and four others sat at the table. Rebecca, the queen bee. You could see why she had guys worshipping the ground she walked on, she was beautiful. Scarlett, her best friend. Also gorgeous and the head cheerleader. Nick, he was a big personality and always in the centre of the action. Daniel, class clown. You were ashamed to admit, that despite you disliking how loud he was, he at times had you stifle a laugh during classes with him. Finally, there was Changbin. The King himself. Captain of the football team. The guy who was the most sought after in the entire school yet, right now, was unable to take his eyes off of you. He wanted the earth to open up and swallow you whole. You hated to admit those eyes were having an effect on you. But since you entered the cafeteria he had not been able to look away. You cleared your throat as the rest of the table turned to look at you.

“Everyone, this is Y/N. She's in my history class and I've invited her to sit with us.”

“Hi,” You said in a rather meek voice as you say down beside Changbin.

As each person introduced themselves you were surprised at how friendly they all seemed at first. But you were also cautious. You were not going to be lulled into a false sense of security.

“Thank god there's another girl here to even out the group,” Rebecca said after she had introduced herself.

“Yeah, I can imagine this much exposure to testosterone can't be good for anybody,” You replied and we're surprised when you earned a laugh from the group.

“Looks like someone's here to steal my place as a class clown.”

“Feeling threatened, Daniel?” Scarlett asked him. He rolled his eyes but there was a certain softness when he looked at her. You wondered if she had ever noticed it before.

You continued to talk with them and found yourself actually enjoying their company but once again you reminded yourself of why you were actually here.

“So, how did you and Changbin meet?” Scarlet asked you.

“Well, we're in the same history class but we only really spoke at the party last Friday.”

“Oh, I wondered where he had wandered off to. Seems he was with you.”

“Yeah, we talked for a lot of the night actually.’

“Speaking of parties,” Rebecca said. “We are having a little movie night at mine on Saturday at 6pm, you should come. We'll be ordering a pizza and having a few drinks.”

“Sure that sounds great.”

“Cool. Here, put in your number and I can text you the address.” She handed you her phone and you added your number before handing it back to her.

Just as she took it back from you, the lunch bell rang. You all packed up and got ready to go to class.

“Hey, what've you got next,” Changbin said to you.

“English.”

“Can I wake you there?”

“Yeah, sure.” You bid the rest of the group goodbye before the two of you set off.

“How are you getting to to Rebecca's on Saturday?”

“Not sure yet. Depends how far it is from my house. I'll either probably walk or get the bus. Why?”

“Well, I was wondering if before you wanna do something?”

“What like?”

“I don't know, anything. Go for a meal or a coffee or even just for a walk. I'll pick you up and we can go to Rebecca's together.”

“Okay, that's fine. We can go for a coffee, pick me up at 3,” You said as you arrived outside your classroom door.

“Great. I'll pick you up then.” A smile spread across his face. “I'll see you in history, later.”

“See you later.”

***

You arrived at your history class before Changbin did. Unzipping your bag, you pulled out your books for this class, not paying attention.

“Boo!” You heard someone shout behind you. In shock, you turned around, raising the book in hand, ready to hit whoever ambushed you.

“Changbin.”

“I hope you don't try to kill me with a book every time we meet.”

“You scared me, I would've called it self defence.”

“Well, sorry for scaring you. I was just wondering, how were you getting home after school?”

“Getting the bus.”

“Let me drive you home.”

“You really don't have to.”

“I don't have to but I want to. So, I'll drive you home?”

“Yeah, okay. I'll meet you in the car park after we've finished.”

“Okay, cool.” He smiled at you before moving over to his seat. You turned and watched him. Getting to know him would be a lot easier than you had thought now that you had gotten past the first hurdle. He seemed more than willing to talk to you. He was actually making more opportunities for you to talk to him.

The teacher entered the class and everyone settled. The class was nothing out of the ordinary. But you couldn't help but look back at where Changbin was sitting. He was behind you diagonally so it was easy to find him. Sometimes he was listening to what the teacher was saying. Other times when you turned around he was already looking at you. You could see why he captivated so many people. He was beautiful. There was no other word for it.

You were focusing on what the teacher said when a small piece of paper landed on your desk.

You unfolded it and read it.

Can I have your phone number?

You looked back at Changbin who was smiling softly at you. You quickly turned away, unsure of why the question resulted in your face burning. It wasn't like that. You knew it was only because you had become friends with him.

You jotted your number down before throwing the note back to him. A few minutes later you saw a notification pop up on your phone.

[2:14pm]

Guess who?

[2:14pm]

Hmm, that's a tough one

[2:15pm]

Haha, very funny

[2:16pm]

I know, it's what makes me so charming

[2:16pm]

You're so humble too

You honestly didn't think speaking to Changbin would be as easy as this. But it was. It was just like you were speaking to Seungmin or Jeongin. It was so natural. You spent the rest of the class trying to focus but getting distracted by the messages from Changbin. The messages continued for the rest of your classes until the end of the day when he messaged you that he was heading out to the car park.

Before you left, you found Seungmin at his locker and updated him on everything.

“Wow, he's like your boyfriend already. The plan worked faster than I thought.”

“He's not my boyfriend. And him being my boyfriend isn't part of the plan anyway.”

“Unless you fall for him.”

“I won't fall for him. And it's not like he's gonna fall for me even if I did.”

“Why not?”

“Because he's himself and I'm me.”

“What does that even mean? You're both just people right. Besides, from what you've told me I honestly think he might already be interested.”

“Shut up, no he's not.”

“Sure, whatever you say. Just be careful with everything.”

“Yeah, okay. Well I've got to go now anyway so I'll see you later.” You waved him goodbye before heading out to the car park.

You found Changbin leaning against his car, waiting for you. As you approached, he opened the passenger door for you. You thanked him with a smile as you got in the car.

In between directions to your house, you chatted with him.

“So I know you hang out with Seungmin and Jeongin a lot, even though you said you don't have many friends.”

“Yeah, they've been my friends for what feels like forever.”

“I hope they don't mind us stealing you away at lunch.”

“Oh no, they don't mind. They don't go to the cafeteria for lunch much anyway. Besides, they have their own friends that I don't know too so they're fine with me having other friends.”

“That's good to know.”

“What about you? Any other friends outside of your main group?”

“I've got these two friends who don't go to our school. We make music together just in our spare time.”

“Wait, seriously, that's so cool?”

“Maybe I could take you to meet them sometime. We go to this studio in town when we get the chance. We're actually going later tonight if you're free you could tag along.”

“Yeah, I'd like that a lot, actually.”

“Okay, great. I'll message you about it and come pick you up in a few hours.”

“Yeah, sure. Sounds like a plan.”

You continued to direct him and before long you had arrived at your house.

Changbin turned to look at you once he had pulled up.

“Thanks for the ride.”

“No problem. I'll see you later tonight.”

You got out of the car and he waited until you were inside before he drove off. You finished up some homework and made some notes for your article. You were looking forward to tagging along to see what Changbin's music was like. You weren't sure what to expect but you wanted to know more.

You told your parents that you would be going out after Changbin had texted you what time he would pick you up. You got ready and waited for him.

He was right on time to pick you up. The drive to the studio felt short as Changbin told you about his two friends Jisung and Chan.

He parked up and led you inside the studio, greeting people who worked there as he walked past. He seemed quite familiar with a lot of the people there so you guessed he must go quite often. He knocked on one of the doors before opening it.

He greeted the two guys who were in the other room as he walked in. You followed behind him feeling a little out of place.

“This must be Y/N you were telling us about.” One of the guys got up from the chair he was sitting in. “I'm Chan,” He said, holding out his hand for you to shake. “And this is Jisung.” The other guy had gotten up to greet you as well.

“It's nice to meet you both. And thanks for letting me sit in on one of your sessions.”

“No problem, it's nice to have an audience to show off to sometimes,” Jisung said with a smile.

“Ignore him, he's never serious,” Changbin commented.

“You can sit on the sofa, make yourself at home,” Chan said pointing to a sofa in the corner.

“Thanks.” You took a seat as the boys got to work. Jisung was the first one in the booth to record his part. You had been sure they would be good but we're surprised by just how good they were. Jisung’s flow of rap was really nice.

Next was Chan who had a really nice voice. Changbin was the last in the booth. He smiled at you through the glass before starting. You were blown away with how easily the lyrics flowed from his mouth. After a few takes he was finished and exited the booth.

“Changbin, you were amazing. I had no idea you could rap like that.”

“Thank you,” He said, looking a bit shy now.

“I'm gonna go get a coffee before we take a look at all the recordings. Do guys want anything?” Chan spoke up.

“Coffee please,” Jisung replied.

“Just a water please,” You said.

“I'll come with you, Chan, help you carry everything,” Changbin said. The two of them left the room leaving you and Jisung alone.

“So, you two met at school?” Jisung said, sitting next to you on the couch.

“Yeah. But we became friends at a party, actually. Socially, we are opposite ends of the spectrum. He's so popular, everyone at school is obsessed with him. I'm not so much. I didn't think we'd get along at first if I'm being honest but, yeah, he's really great.”

“Well he must think you're pretty great too if he brought you here.”

“Does he only bring his friends here?”

“He hasn't brought anyone here. Except for you. So you must be important to him.”

“But I…we-” The door opened and your head turned to see Changbin and Chan back with your drinks.

You took your drink from Changbin with a smile, Jisung's words still ringing in your ears. The guys got back to work as you continued to think about what Jisung had told you. Why would you be the only person Changbin had brought here when you had only just become friends? Did he really trust you that much in such a short space of time?

“Are you ready to go?” Changbin brought you out of your thoughts.

“Yeah, sure.” You said, standing up. “It was nice to meet you guys.”

“Hope to see you again, Y/N.”

“Yeah, next time we have a gig you should come. Make sure to invite her, Changbin.”

“I will.”

“I'd love that.”

You said your final goodbyes to them both before the two of you headed back to Changbin's car.

“Thanks for coming today, I hope you enjoyed it,” Changbin said as he drove you home.

“I did. I didn't know you could rap like that. Seriously, you all were amazing.”

“Thanks,” He said with a smile.

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Go for it.”

“Jisung said I am the first person you took there. Why is that?” There was a moment where he looked over at you.

“There's just something about you. Do you remember in primary when we had to do that group project and we were in the same group?” You thought back. It was a long time ago and you couldn't really remember what the project was about but you did remember Changbin being there. Until now you had forgotten the two of you had even spoken before. You nodded before he continued.

“I've wanted to get to know you since then. But I was a shy kid so I never approached you. That's why at the party I took my chance.” You felt your cheeks burn. You had to remind yourself of the reason you allowed Changbin into your life. You stayed quiet, unsure of how to respond. Changbin pulled up outside your house.

“Thanks again for letting me come to the studio.”

“No problem, I'll see you tomorrow.”

“See you tomorrow,” You said as you got out of the car, smiling at him. Changbin waited until you were inside before driving off. You made your way up to your bedroom. Your notebook was lying open with Changbin's name on the page. Listed where all the things you knew about him. As you added a note on his interest in music you couldn't help but feel guilty.

***

You continued to sit with Changbin and his friends for the rest of the week. The weekend finally came and on Saturday Changbin picked you up before the group movie night. The two of you had decided to go for a coffee at a nearby cafe. The two of you had talked about everything. You actually lost track of time and the two of you were almost late to the movie night.

You knocked on Rebecca's door. When she opened the door she greeted you both with a big smile, pulling you into a hug. The two of you were the last to arrive.

The group were already midway through arguing over what movie to put in when the two of you settled onto one of the sofas.

“Y/N, what do you think we should watch?”

“Umm, I'm not sure, what are the options?”

“Well I suggested either a Hunger Games marathon or a Conjuring marathon and Rebecca suggested a Back to the Future marathon.”

“They’re all good options, why don't we take a vote?”

“Yeah, good idea.”

In the end the Hunger Games won. You all ordered pizza before beginning. Rebecca handed out everyone a drink. Once you were all settled you began watching the movie. The entire time you were incredibly aware of Changbin who was sitting next you, his leg pressed against your own.

When the pizza delivery finally arrived part way through the film you offered to answer the door. You handed them out but when it came to Rebecca you noticed she was no longer in the room. You asked but nobody knew where she had went. You looked for her to let her know food was here but as you approached the bathroom door you heard soft sobs coming from inside. Gently, you knocked. Rebecca opened the door slightly, her eyes swollen from crying.

“Hey, are you alright?”

“Yeah, sorry.”

“You don't have to apologise, it's okay. What's up?”

“I've just been having a really bad day. And it's so dumb but there was this guy I liked and during the movie he messaged me to say he didn't want to commit to anything. And this happens every time, I can never seem to find someone who wants anything serious. Am I really that unlovable? I know at school everyone thinks I'm this popular, confident person but I'm really not. None of it is real. And it's moments like this that make me realise how alone I feel sometimes.”

“You're not alone. And you're not unlovable. You will find someone. Look, guys can be idiots. But one day someone is going to come along and show you just how amazing you are. You're not unlovable, I promise.” She gave you a sad smile before pulling you into a hug.

“Thank you, Y/N. I'm really glad that Changbin brought you into our group.”

“Me too.” With a sigh she pulled away. “Come on then, let's get back downstairs or else our pizzas will be cold.”

***

The night was going well, you were onto the second film and all of you were starting to feel a little tipsy.

Peeta had just given Katniss a pearl he had found.

“I wish I had someone like Peeta,” Scarlett said.

“I'm right here, babe,” Daniel replied.

“Shut up.” She threw a pillow at him. He laughed, turning back to the movie. You noticed the way Scarlett's gaze lingered in him just a little longer than necessary. You smiled knowingly to yourself.

When the movie had finished you offered to refill everyone's drinks. Scarlett offered to help you.

“I think Daniel likes you.”

“What?” She replied rather loudly, almost dropping the bottle she was pouring.

“I mean it, what he said earlier during the pearl scene, I think there's some truth behind it.”

“You really think so?”

“I do.” She smiled at you.

“And you know I like him too then.”

“I had my suspicions.”

“Was it that obvious?” She said with a shy laugh

“A little, yes. But I don't think he's noticed. All I'll say is I'm rooting for the two of you and I hope it works out. You two would look great together.”

“Oh yeah? Well then, what about you and Changbin?”

“Me and Changbin?”

“Yeah, you know the rest of us aren't blind. We can see there's something going on there.”

“Oh, I don't know. There isn't really, we're just friends.”

“Just friends? A friend who he took to the music studio even thought none of us have ever been.”

“You know about that?”

“I know a lot more than you think.” She said with a smile before leaving the kitchen with some of the drinks. You picked up the rest of the drinks and followed her, thinking about her rather ominous statement.

You all continued to watch the films. By the time you had finished the final film you were all pretty drunk. You decided to do karaoke. Nick was the first one up. He was prancing around the room, singing along to the song playing.

“I wish I had his confidence,” You said to Changbin beside you.

“He isn't always like this, the truth is he doubts himself so much but he wants to be that person so he keeps trying, you know?” You nodded understandingly. You never would have thought from the way Nick presents himself at school that he ever felt insecure about anything. But you supposed that was stupid to assume. Everyone had moments of self-doubt, right?

The night continued with lots of laughs and plenty of singing. It was getting late and you were all getting pretty tired. You were going to sleep downstairs. Rebecca had brought out a blow up mattress for Changbin and Daniel. You and Nick were going to sleep on a couch each while Rebecca and Scarlett would sleep in her room. Once you had finally blown up the air mattress, Rebecca and Scarlett bid you goodnight.

The room was dark and quiet as you all settled down. Nick soon started snoring, Daniel soon joining him.

“Shit, I should've warned you about these two snoring,” Changbin said with a laugh. You joined in, turning on your side to look at him. He had chosen the side of the mattress that was just across from you.

“Hi,” You said as his eyes met yours.

“Hi. How are you feeling?”

“Pretty drunk, the rooms spinning a little.”

“You're not going to be sick on me, are you?” He said, laughing again.

“No, I don't feel sick. I'm okay.”

“Good. But, seriously, if you need some water or anything just let me know.”

“Thank you. I had a really good time tonight. I really feel like I'm becoming a part of the group.”

“I'm glad. We like having you around. I like having you around.”

“I like being around you.”

You both looked at each other, neither of you wanting to break eye contact. But eventually you did.

“We should sleep.”

“I know. But I don't want to.”

“Neither do I.”

***

“I can't write the article.”

“What?” Seungmin asked.

“I can't do it. I've really become friends with them. I like them all so much and they trust me. They've told me about things that I have no right to share with people, you know? They've been so nice to me and let me into their group.”

“But what are you going to write about instead?”

“I don't know.” You replied with a defeated sigh.

“I'm sure you'll figure it out.”

“Yeah. I can't believe I wanted to do this in the first place. Am I a bad person?”

“No, you just made a mistake. It doesn't matter now anyway. You aren't going to write it. And you'll think of something else great to write.”

“Yeah, I hope so.”

“You will. Look I gotta go now but I'll see you tomorrow, okay?”

“Okay, see you tomorrow,” You said, hanging up the phone. You sighed, laying back in your bed.

You looked up at the ceiling.

It had been about a month since the movie night at Rebecca's. You felt like you were really a part of their group. They had all confided in you about their feelings and insecurities. You couldn't betray them like this. Not when you cared so much about them. You couldn't do it to any of them. Especially not Changbin.

Out of them all you had grown closest to Changbin. You thought back to what Scarlett had said. Maybe there was something going on between the two of you. You started noticing all the small things he would do that would get your heart racing. How every day you looked forward to seeing him.

Everything had changed.

You were so caught up in thinking about him at first you hadn't even released your phone had been ringing again. You picked it up quickly and realised it was the very person you had been thinking about.

“Changbin, hi.”

“Hi, you okay?”

“Yeah, I'm good. How are you?”

“Pretty good. Missing you, to be honest. I wanna talk to you about something. Is it alright if I come over?”

“Yeah sure, of course it is.”

“Okay then, I'll head over now. See you soon.”

“See you soon.”

You hung up. It wasn't long that you had to wait until you heard the doorbell ring. You hurried out of your bedroom to the front door and opened it to find Changbin.

“Come on in,” You said, stepping aside to let him in. The two of you headed up to your room. You threw your phone beside you as you say down. Changbin sat down too.

“So, what is it you wanted to talk to me about?”

“Well, there's two things actually. First, we booked a gig next Saturday.”

“Really? Changbin, that's amazing!”

“Yeah, and I wanted to ask you if you wanted to come.”

“I'd love to, of course I'll come see you perform.”

“Okay, great! And then there's the other thing. Y/N, we've been friends for a couple months now and-” Changbin was interrupted by the doorbell.

“That'll be my mum's parcel she had coming today. I'll go and get it, just give me two seconds.” You quickly hopped up off the bed and rushed to answer the door. Changbin patiently waited, trying to prepare himself for what he was about to do. His thoughts were interrupted by a notification from your phone. He caught sight of the message that had popped up. It was from Jeongin.

[5:46pm]

Seungmin told me you decided not to write the article about Changbin and that. I'm glad you made the right decision. You seem to be genuinely happier since you met him.

Changbin furrowed his brows as he read the message. Article? What article was Jeongin talking about?

He heard your footsteps approaching, he looked up as you entered the room.

“What's this message about?” He handed you your phone. He watched as the smile on your face dropped. “Y/N, what's he talking about?”

“Listen, Changbin…”

“Tell me what's going on.”

“Look, I was going to write about what you guys were really like, you know, behind the reputations and all that. And what it was like to be popular.”

“So, you never wanted to be friends in the first place.”

“No, please, let me explain.”

“I've heard enough!”

“Changbin, please!” He stormed out of your room and you followed him. “Changbin, please, let's just talk.” You followed him out of your house as he made his way to his car.

“I can't believe you right now, Y/N. After everything. I thought you really cared about me you know? I-I came over here to confess to you. I was going to tell you that I think I was falling for you. But you're not who I thought you were.” Sadness swept over his face. You felt tears sting your eyes.

“Please, just hear me out.” But he shook his head and got in his car, not sparing you a second look. As you watched his car drive away a sob escaped your lips. After what felt like an eternity, you made your way back into the house. You crawled into bed and you cried and cried and cried.

***

You had barely slept. As you walked into school the next day your head hung low. You found Seungmin waiting for you by your locker as he did most mornings. He glanced up at you as you approached.

“Are you alright? You look awful.” You couldn't stop the tears. “Oh, Y/N.” He pulled you into his arms.

“I told him. Yesterday.” You sobbed. “And now I'm guessing they all know. I've ruined everything.” Seungmin stroked your hair, trying his best to soothe you.

“Give them time. They'll come around and you'll be able to explain.”

“But what if they don't come around? And what if I can't explain it to them?” You pulled out of his embrace to look at him.

“You will. You've always had a way with words, remember.” He smiled at you.

You kept that thought in your mind for the rest of the day. You tried to approach Changbin but he walked away the second he saw you nearing. In class he ignored you. It stung.

When the lunch bell rang you managed to catch up to Rebecca. At least you would be able to explain it to her.

“Rebecca, please.”

“What do you want?”

“Please, just let me explain.”

“Fine, you have two minutes.” You took a deep breath.

“Look, I started things off in the wrong way between us. I wanted to write an article. I know it was wrong and I'm sorry. But I forgot about the article aong time ago. I haven't wanted to write anything about you guys in a long time. I honestly stopped wanting to write the article that first movie night we had. Because I started to care so much about all of you and I genuinely wanted to be friends with you. I know what I did was wrong and I can't take it back but every part of me wishes that we could have started our friendship in a different way because I really do consider all of you some of my closest friends. You don't have to forgive me, of course, I understand. But I just wanted to explain it to you and let you know that you all were worth so much more than some stupid article.” She looked at you for a second. Her expression was hard to read.

“You really hurt us, you know.”

“I know.”

“But, I know you're not a bad person. You did a bad thing but you're not a bad person. You made a stupid mistake and I forgive you. I'll tell the others. I'll try to explain. But just give us some time, okay?”

“Okay, thank you. Thank you so much.” She gave you a soft smile.

“We'll get past this.”

“I hope so.”

***

Another week passed and you gave Changbin some space. You weren't sure if you would ever be able to fix what you can Changbin had. Just as you began to realise your true feelings for him you ruined everything. Ruined it before it even began.

The deadline for your article approached. You hadn't even thought about what to write about instead. In truth you had forgotten all about it since you became friends with Changbin. It didn't seem like a priority anymore.

But still, you wanted to write a good article. Although you ruined your friendship with Changbin and the others, you didn't want to ruin your chances of getting into a good university. Even though it now doesn't feel half as important as it did before.

You sat at your desk for hours, pondering over what to write instead. The blank page, the line blinking on and off, waiting for the words. You sighed and closed your laptop, defeat evident in your mind. You crawled into bed instead, thinking of Changbin. The tears came again. They were now a regular visitor. Like a ghost in the night, sneaking out from the shadows, possessing you so much. The only relief was to give in to them. Allowing them to stream down your face until you were a sobbing mess. When sleep finally came it wasn't restful. You dreamt of Changbin and how much he must hate you now.

***

When you woke it was still dark out. Your eyes felt puffy from all the crying. They felt heavy and tired but your mind felt wide awake. You checked your phone and found it was almost 4am. You knew you wouldn't be able to fall back asleep. The dreams of Changbin had given you some ideas of what to write for your article. You got out of bed and took a seat at your desk, opening your laptop. The words seemed to flow onto the screen like a river, your fingers could barely type fast enough to catch up with how quickly your mind was racing. It didn't take you long to finish the article. As you read it you sighed a little. It was an incredibly intimate piece. You were nervous to put it in the paper but you were going to. After what you did to Changbin it was the least you could do. You shut off your laptop once you had sent it to your school email and then climbed back in bed. There was still some time before you had to get up for school so you figured you’d at least try and rest some more.

***

“Changbin!” Rebecca called over to Changbin who was by his locker. She held out the school newspaper to him. He took it and looked at the page she was showing. He noticed your name on an article.

“Rebecca, I don't-”

“Just read it, trust me.” He knew there was no arguing with her.

“I will, later,” He replied, stuffing it in his bag before saying goodbye and heading to his first class. For the rest of the school day then article was one his mind. He was curious but at the same time scared to see what you had written. Despite it being only paper it seemed to weigh his bag down like a brick as it hung on his shoulders.

When he got home from school he placed it on his desk. He took a deep sigh before reading.

Behind the Facade

By Y/N L/N

I started this article intending to write about a certain group of people in this school. A group that you all know of. Rumours have circulated this group for as long as I can remember. I intended to get to know them, write what they were really like behind their good looks and confident personalities.

But the truth is, in the time I got to know them I learnt more about myself than I did any of them.

I started off this year being an overachiever. A quiet, well behaved student. Most of you probably only saw me as a goody two shoes who only cared about grades. And they were important to me, before starting this article my studies were the most important thing to me.

As I am writing this, many things have changed.

I was showed what it truly meant to be human. I have seen sides of myself that I don't like. I have felt things that I have never felt before. I have never felt more human and it scared me.

I always felt that I was doing my best and making the right decisions for myself. I never realised how selfish I was, until a certain person showed me.

I am not the person I thought I was and I realised that I have hurt people. In a way I never thought I could. But I have hurt people. So here I am allowing all of you to see beyond that a* well behaved student you believe me to be.

We are all so much more than the stereotypes we are given.

We are good and we are bad and we are complicated and we are human.

Everyone has secrets and the only people who have the right to share someone's secret is themself.

So I won't sit here and tell you all about the group I forced my way into.

All I will say is that they accepted me fully, and at times I could be myself but I was hiding a secret that hurt them and for that I am sorry.

We all do things we are not proud of. But here I am laying my thoughts out for you to show that we shouldn't judge the facade. Take time to get to know people. Show your good and your bad and allow them into your life. Don't take advantage of that trust the way I did.

I'm not asking for forgiveness but just know that I am sorry.

Last but not least, to you who I hurt the most. I hope you're reading this. To finish this off I wanted to leave a message of kindness. Of truth. In return for my betrayal. Just know that I love you. And I'm sorry. Thank you for holding up a mirror to me, allowing me to see who I am and the person I want to become in the future.

Changbin leaned back on his chair when he had finished reading. He felt like he sat there for an eternity processing what he had just read. He had to decide what to do next but deep down in his heart he knew there was no decision. He needed to see you.

He raced down the stairs, grabbing his car keys. The drive to your house seemed to take forever despite the roads being quiet. He nearly tripped in his hurry to reach your front door. He knocked and waited. You pulled open the door, shocked to see him there.

“I read your article.” You stared at the ground.

“Changbin, I just wanted to say I'm sorry. You've got to know I never meant to hurt you and I stopped thinking about writing about you guys months ago.”

“I believe you.” You looked up, a glint of hope in your eyes. “Did you mean it?”

“What?”

“What you said at the end.”

“I meant every word I wrote. I am sorry and I do love you.”

“I love you too.”

“You do?”

“I do. But I have to tell you, you did hurt me. A lot. But I love you. And I want us to try to build a relationship together.” You could feel tears building in your eyes, a soft smile on your face.

You embraced him in your arms as you swore you would never hurt him in that way again. You would love him unconditionally because he deserved nothing less.

#skz #stray kids #kpop #skz seo changbin #seo changbin x reader #seo changbin fluff #fluff #fanfiction #fanfic #angst

[sharkissm]

*Soleil brings the microphone to you* Excuse me for my boldness, but being a reporter, a magic mirror told me that Otoya and you have a close relationship, knowing that Otoya is from Ubers, can you tell me a little more about your relationship?

Your boldness is excused, miss!! Well... Do you want to hear it from the start? Like, the really beginning of it?... It all started when I moved next door to him, and we became neighbors. Soon enough, I changed schools, and we became classmates, and after a few weeks of our only interactions being eye contact and some "good mornings" here and there, he invited me for a date in a karaoke, and i said no. After a while, he invited me for a date again, and I said no, again. But one day, our literature teacher put us on a duo project, and I couldn't run away anymore, so we started hanging out in the school's library when we didn't have football practice for the school's team, and he flirted with me sometimes, but nothing more than that, until one day we stayed in the library until it closed, and we walked home together, since we were neighbors. The walk was silent, extra silent, actually, but I could feel his gaze on me, and i, being sassy as i am, asked why he was staring so hard at me, smiling a little bit, and I remember till this day his exact words: "because I want you to be my girlfriend." And I I stopped walking, in disbelief with his audacity. And I said no. Time passed, we finished the literature project, and we forgot about this, well, I think he forgot about this, because i couldn't think about anything else when I looked at his face, and I couldn't forget about how soft his voice and eyes were when he said that to me, I couldn't stop thinking about his flirting with me, about the subtle way he would brush my hair out of my face, or the way our hands would always brush against each other when he walked me home. One day, when I looked out of my window, I saw him with some other girl in his room, and it broke my heart to pieces. I avoided him for the next few months, until one day we accidentally met at the summer festival of our city, and he confronted me, asking why I was avoiding him, for how long I would be doing that, etc. And I said everything to him, tears running down my cheeks, which he quickly began to wipe away with his thumbs, and then, when I stopped talking, he began explaining everything to me: that after i said no to him that day, he tried to forget everything he felt for me, that he couldn't stand being in a relationship that wasn't with me, that when he kissed that girl, all that he could think about was how much he wanted her to be me, how he was so sorry that he broke my heart, and tears were running down his face too, his hands were holding my face tightly now, I could see the guilt and embarrassment in his eyes, I could feel it it wis words, and how could i say no to him now? With him looking at me as if I was his world? I remember asking him: "I want to be your girlfriend now... Do you still want to be my boyfriend, Eita?" and he said yes multiple times, nodding and pulling me in for a tight hug, and I could hear his quiet sobs in my ear, and I gently caressed his hair, soothing him. When he finally calmed down, he gently hold my face in his hands and looked me in the eye before thanking me and he began explaining that he would change for me, but i shut him with a kiss because damn, I was waiting for months to do that!! By the way, he did change a lot after we started dating! You wouldn't believe how clingy he is when we are alone! It's super cute!

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[softxsuki]

Could I request a letter for your Valentines Day Letter Event? I would love love LOVE a letter from baji. We've been friends since middle school and we became offical when we went to the same University. (He does veterinary medicine and I do art.) I'm 20 and he's 21 (dating for a couple of years at the time of him writting ir) and well... he does call me a variety of pet names depending on his mood (just wanna be call dollface/cutie). TONE: I'm thinking about a hurt to comfort letter where I get hurt/bullied (harassed and peer pressured by bullies and idk how to response bc i thought uni wasn't the place for bullying and high school drama. Guess not 💀) and he saves me but I don't respond bc i feel week and I should have done something instead of waiting for him ro come save me and I just feel undeserving of his love and isolate myself in my dorm (we live in different dorms). Baji not being sure on what to do/not wanting to pressure me (ik he isn't like this but shhh it's for the sake of the letter) write a letter expressing how much he genuinely cares for me and loves me (without it being out of character) and that I'm not alone and I have him. Location: it takes place at uni (so he slips it through underneath the door. After I read it, he comes in and we just cuddle and watch a movie (whilst hes holding me in his strong arms. He stays the night and makes me breakfast, also he "talks" to my bullies so that when I see them again they all run away 🏃 (they want no smoke). Other information: I'm usually the more affectionate one between us and like he reciprocates (was quite shy at first but warmed up to it and how he starts it... it gets a little heated sometimes if he's jealous 😳). I hope I'm not coming off as ooc by saying this (please correct me if I am). I feel like baji is somewhat reserved in public (unless he's jealous) like the most he'll do if give me a kiss or a brief hug (maybe ruffle my hair) but like o can tell he cares. I can't proprrly articulate it but he isn't just a feral troublemaker, he's more than that (acts of service - giving me water, snacks if so I don't get hungry or thirsty/reminding me to like eat and hydrate. Also I can confinde him about anything and he won't judge me for it. Also he doesn't judge me for my autism (actually G checks and fucks up anyone who tries it) and he doesn't care if I'm stimming or pacing around and like it's just really nice to not be seen as weird. Also like he's really attentive like if I'm having a shitty day he wont just not say anything, he'll pick up on it and do his dammest to make it go away. Like giving me advice (amazing if not a bit blunt), or doing what he can. Also I sometimes draw portraits and art of him bc I love him (and my hobby is art) and even if he insists I don't need to. I always make sure to buy him gifts (new cat toys/food, veterinary resources, yskisoba and snacks, etc) bc I want to give back to him.

But yeah that's all there is to it. I hope it isn't too much. Thank you for accepting my request and letting me send this in.

I hope you have a nice day. Ur amazing.

Baji's Comforting Letter to His Girlfriend

This event is now CLOSED, but you can view the masterlist for the other letters here.

| Pairing: Baji x Fem!Reader | Genre: Comfort, Fluff | Post-Type: Letter | Word Count: 1.1k|

Warnings: mentions of bullying, reader feels a little insecure

Note: Happy Valentine's Day! Hope you enjoy your letter from Baji :)

Baji feels awkward standing in front of your dorm door, his letter grasped between his fingers. You had run away from him a few days ago after he helped you out upon seeing your classmates harass you. Not knowing what to say after that, he gave you your space, but you still hadn’t reached out to him at all.

Worry filled him after your silence. Were you upset with him for some reason that he didn’t immediately reach out to you? Anxiety bubbled up within him as he stood outside your dorm room. It was Valentine’s Day and while that usually meant just staying indoors and ordering takeout with you like any other date, Baji felt like he had to do something extra for you this year to cheer you up. 

He wasn’t used to expressing his affection for you verbally, especially not in a letter since his handwriting was horrible and he couldn’t spell to save his life, but this is what lots of guys did for their girlfriends, right? Maybe it would help you feel better.

Swallowing his pride and brushing his embarrassment away, he slips the letter under your door and knocks a few times before rushing to hide behind a nearby wall so you wouldn’t see him.

You, busy sulking on your own in your dorm, jump slightly at the sudden knock on your door. You were  embarrassed that you had run away from your boyfriend after he helped you out. Of course you were grateful for his help and having him protect you like that sent butterflies erupting in your stomach, but you had let your classmates' words get to you. You felt undeserving of Baji’s love, how could you possibly deserve his attention when you were just you?

Sighing, you stand from your bed that you were wallowing away on, and approach your door, seeing an envelope in front of it. Curiously, you pick it up and see your name written on it. You look through the peephole of your dorm door but don’t see anyone outside it, opening the door slightly just to make sure no one was there, before closing it again.

You take a seat on your bed again as you open the envelope and begin to read its contents;

Hey Dollface,

Did I scare you off the other day? Or were you embarrassed that I found out you were getting picked on? You know I don’t care about things like that, but I wish you had told me yourself so I could have helped you out sooner. Don’t worry about those idiots, they won’t bother you again, in fact, no one will bother you again, I’ve made it very clear to them that they shouldn’t mess with my girl…

I’m sorry if I upset you for not running after you and giving you space. I should have looked for you and comforted you right away. But just…don’t feel like you’re alone. We’re partners, I want to share the pain you feel and I want to know when someone is bothering you so I can sort it out quickly. I love you too much to see you throw yourself down like that. If anything, I’m the one undeserving of you.

Anyway, it’s Valentine’s Day and I heard guys write stupid letters like these or something, so here it is. I really don’t get it, but if it makes you happy then good. I love you.

From,

You know who, do I really need to say it??

You smile to yourself as you read the letter, it was so like him. Super curt, straight to the point,  and probably took him forever to write out properly since the grammar and spelling were perfect. You read through the letter one more time, your eyes always stopping at his words ‘my girl’. You were his girl, despite how many times you may have thought you didn’t deserve his love, Baji would never pretend to be interested in you, he knew what he wanted, and that was you.

The only thing you’d ever picture him doing is pushing you away if you were ever in danger because of him. But he’d never lead you on and pretend to care for you, so why were you so worried in the first place?

You laugh to yourself and quickly grab your things, wanting to see him as soon as possible. Two days without being in his arms was long enough. You open your dorm door, but you definitely don’t expect to see your handsome man in front of you already. He backs you up into your dorm room and closes the door behind him, his eyes never leaving yours.

You could see his red ears, hinting as his embarrassment from his letter, but he still stood tall, his confidence never leaving. 

“Did you read it?” He asks, a hand coming up to rub your arms.

Baji had never been one to initiate affection with you, but since dating you for a while and getting used to your touchiness, he finds himself reaching out to you first now more often. He loves it.

“Mhm, thank you,” you smile, leaning in to press a kiss to his lips. “I loved it, and I love you. Thank you for stepping in the other day for me…and I’m sorry for running off on you like that without a word, I just felt embarrassed.”

He shakes his head and laughs huskily, pulling you into his arms, his chin leaning on your shoulder as he squeezes you tight, “You don’t need to apologize. It’s my job to look out for you, just know that they won’t be bothering you again. They know what’ll happen if they do.”

You hug him back, missing the feeling of having his arms around you

“I’m sure you did. Thank you,” you hum, before a teasing smile graces your lips, “Happy Valentine’s Day. Such a romantic gesture to threaten my ‘bullys’ for me.”

He groans in your neck, guiding you back to your bed where he pushes you back into the mattress, hovering over you, “Yeah yeah, Happy Valentine’s Day. As long as you’re happy.”

And happy you were as he leaned down to pepper kisses all over your face.

Your day of love was spent cuddled up together with a movie playing in the background as Baji later attempts to cook brunch since it was still early on in the day. It wasn’t perfect, but you could care less as long as you got to spend it with him, that’s all that mattered.

Posted: 2/14/2024

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[am-i-the-asshole-official]

WIBTA if I break off an old friendship with someone who stayed by my side despite my mental and general life issues, after everyone else had left?

This friend from high school had been a great friend, kept me company when I was all alone, supported me through two bad breakups, we went to the same college and we were very close.

Until I started talking more openly about politics, being queer, mental health etc. She's the facebook liberal type, slightly left of center. She gave me the freedom to be more open with her by being cool with taboo topics, then turned sour when it extended beyond what she knew. Examples, she'd change subject if I talked about queer media when normally she's telling her friends how she had a sleepover with her "wife" and saw each other naked. She was surprised to learn that you're not supposed to out someone against their will. She believes cops are bad only in USA. We're not Americans.

She started being open with me too, she told me how she hated it when her classmates talked about their favorite music, how she hated any fandom stuff they talked about besides discussing fanfics with another fandom friend, how she makes excuses so she can go wherever she wants alone and not with friends. She told me she spies on my exes on facebook insta etc and tried to tell me what they've been up to and only stopped telling me about after many requests and explanations as to why that made me really uncomfortable.

A few months ago she and I had a fight, she exclaimed that my politics was too American (I'm just an average leftist like most of 30+ tumblr and my other friends), that my politics was too fandom oriented (she avoids fandom so much she has blocked activists for even hinting at being a fandomgoer, like discussion of racism in fandom is waste of time and silly to her, fan-anything can't be taken seriously), mocked me for having childish interests (just knowing pop culture in general) then we stopped talking.

After some months she texted that she really misses talking to me as I was her only "progressive friend" who understood her when she wanted to discuss feminism, movies, world politics etc. She said she needed me to be her gateway to pop culture knowledge as I knew so many cool new things. She begged me to be friends again, and since I missed hanging out with her a lot I started chatting again. But I told her that it was hard for me to forgive her and I'd leave for real if she hurts me again.

This time she let go of the normal daily stuff we used to talk about and only stuck to Topics of Debate. She asked me to teach her progressive thinking, educate her, but when I asked if she wanted to touch on lgbt+ topics or physical -mental health related topics outside of her comfort zone of basic sexual health, she danced around a lot instead of giving an answer. I snapped and asked yes or no, she said no.

I asked her if she understands that even if she didn't feel like those topics were her priority, I'd probably want to talk about them with her as a queer neurodivergent person and friend, would that be an issue? She kind of ignored it to say that basically her priority was just local political gossip, religion, and a little bit of solarpunk stuff, outdated at that. I was disappointed but let it go and we decided to talk later.

The other day she messaged me with her usual gossip about how her friends are being too excited about some music stuff and what book she thinks I should read (we have completely different taste). And I got a panic attack. Since then I've had multiple panic attacks at the thought of having to talk to her.

She has been one of my oldest friends, she supported me and took my side in every breakup I had and she forced me to go outside when I was severely depressed, she was practically family, but now I feel like I'm walking on eggshells. If I bring up any topic she dislikes she's going to turn away, if I come out to her as trans she'll joke and start to avoid me, she doesn't want to learn anything new even though she takes pride in being a great learner, if I talk about things that make me happy she'll ignore it. I don't know if she'll go and tell others how cringey my interests are. Maybe she'll go to my exes and tell them I used her as support and threw her away when she didn't meet the standard as that's been a line of thinking among my exes.

I'm also struggling with BPD and anxiety, so maybe I'm hating her now and will want her back later, it's my brain being a jerk? I think I'm overreacting and she won't do any of these, but I also feel so drained after we talk these days. I need friends who I can talk to about mundane things, friends who share memes with me and tell me what anime they're passionate about, what new recipe they liked, instead I feel like I'm just there to drag her down with my issues and politics and dumb jokes. But multiple people think I used and discarded them for not agreeing politically, I'd usually disagree but what if I am the problem and I expect too much?

So I'm asking, am I being a jerk if I cut her off?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole