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pascalscenarios · 3 years

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SAFE HOUSE (Dave York)

SAFE HOUSE

Bodyguard! Dave York x Reader

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Warning: Mentions of Physical Violence/ Altercation, Blood, Death/murder

Authors Note: I know the gif is of Zach but lets just pretend it’s Dave LOL ... It’s late I should be doing hw but I needed to write another chapter gahhhh - K

CHAPTER 3

“Dave?” you stood in the doorway of the office space in the safe house. Dave was doing work on the desktop computer. You stood there drying your hair with a towel. You had just taken a shower

“Hmm?” he says not looking at you, his eyes glued to the screen as he types, dragging and clicking the mouse around.

After breakfast early this morning, Dave went right to work trying to figure out who was after you. He had contacted your father and let you talk to him briefly.

Dave had sent you away after that so he could talk to your father in private. As for you, you didn’t do much. You explored the different rooms of the house and napped and watched TV.

You hated that you couldn’t be much help to Dave. Here you are lounging around while Dave does research and investigate.

You knew he wasn’t going to stop until he found what he was looking for. “You’ve been in here all day”

He didn’t say anything. His focus on the screen, like tunnel vision.

“I think you should call it a night” you fiddle with the towel in your hand

“I don’t have time for breaks”

“Dave...You’re going to burn out...It’s starting to get late. I made dinner, come and eat”

“Sweetheart, I’m not going to burn out. I’ve worked long and late hours, days even. I’m fine”

Usually hearing him call you sweetheart, you’d be agitated, but hearing him say it made you feel oddly different this time.

“I want you to be with me”

That makes him look up at you.

You begin to stutter “ Uh I-I mean like hang out with you...You know, eat dinner...be in each other's company. I know we’re still in the same house but I-” “You don’t wanna be alone” he cuts you off.

You blush, slightly embarrassed that you need him around you know. The old you would do absolutely anything to be away from Dave.

This was a bad idea. You gotta suck it up. You can be on your own, Stop being so needy and clingy! you told yourself.

“Never mind, just forget it. There’s spaghetti on the stove when you’re ready to eat-”

“Wait” He shuts down the computer and gets up from the desk. Pushing the desk chair in. He makes his way over to you, standing in front of you.

A smile appears on your face. Happy that he decided to call it a night.

“Spaghetti huh?”

“Yeah, with meatballs”

…

“Thanks for making dinner. I haven’t had Spaghetti in a while” Dave says as he washes the last dish. You're standing beside him, drying off the dishes he washed.

“It’s the least I could do. You made breakfast for me this morning, so I made dinner”

Dave hands you the dish. You take the rag, wiping the water off the ceramic. Dave takes the other dishes that you already dried off and placed them in a cabinet. You stand on your tippy-toes as you set the dish with the others. Dave shuts the cabinet closed right after.

You’re both standing in the kitchen in silence.

“Do you wanna watch a movie or something?” you asked “sure”

The two of you made it to the living room. You grabbed the remote to the flatscreen Tv off the coffee table and plopped yourself down on one side of the couch. Dave sat on the other side of the couch. There was a huge space between the two of you.

You turn on the TV and begin to flip through the channels. You gasped in excitement as you saw a cute little cartoon mouse and a cat wreaking havoc around a kitchen, making a mess as they ran around.

Dave cringes his face as stays on this channel. He looks over to you giving you a judgemental look “Tom and Jerry? Really? What are you five? Change the channel” He says, leaning to grab the remote from your hands. You move the remote away from him.

“Hey! Stop the Tom and Jerry slander, you hater! I used to watch this all the time when I was little. My grandmother introduced it to me.”

“I’ve never seen it”

“What?! Oh, we’re so watching it! How have you never seen Tom and Jerry? God, your childhood must have sucked ass. Tom and Jerry are hilarious!”

Dave groans, sinking himself into the sofa. He would rather watch something but if that's what you wanted. He’s gonna have to put up with it.

The two of you sat there in silence. Here and there your giggle would ring out, laughing at something Tom or Jerry did. Dave liked the sound of your laughter and giggling. He found it slightly cute how something so cheesy could make you lose it. Clearly, your humor was broken.

Tom and Jerry's relationship sorta reminded me of the two of you. Tom and Jerry had an odd relationship. They didn't get along, always going after each other, but there were moments where they found common ground. And although their relationship was rocky, they did care for each other, whether they like to admit it or not.

Dave liked where you guys were at, surprisingly. It’s a terrible thing for you to go through what you did. Almost getting kidnapped and killed, but he felt like this ordeal has brought you guys closer. It’s brought you closer in ways both of you can't explain. Something was staring. Neither of you really know what it is yet. But as he told you, it was you and him, in this together.

“Why are you so far away?” You say.

“What do you mean?”

“You're on the opposite end of the couch...You can move closer you know. I don’t have cooties”

Dave doesn’t move. He wants to move closer, but he’s almost afraid too. His job is to protect you, keep you safe. Not get all snuggly and cozy.

Dave sat with his right arm on the backside of the sofa, sitting with one leg crossed. You closed the space between the two of you by moving yourself into his right side. You lean your body, resting your head against his chest, your legs tucked under you.

Without thinking, Dave moves his arms from behind the couch to your body. His hand slowly rubbing your arm.

It was soothing. Your eyes slowly start to feel heavy.

He hasn’t realized you were doing it until a little while longer when you had fallen asleep.

Dave grabs the tv remote from your hands, shutting the tv off. He scoops your sleeping body into his arms and takes you upstairs into the master bedroom. He places you down on the bed, the move the covers around so he could get it I’ve your body.

He whispers your name

“Hmm?” You mumble, slightly waking up

“I’m going to bed. Wake me up if you need me”

“Okay” you whispered back “Goodnight” …

“Get up!” You heard a voice scream at you. You were dragged out of bed and onto the floor. You didn’t know what was happening, disoriented from being awoken abruptly. The person yelling at you wasn’t Dave.

You looked up to see one of the masked men hovering above you. Your eyes widen. How did they find you?

They gripped your arm, yanking you up to stand. This was the aggressive masked man. The one who threatened to put a bullet through your head.

Your fight or flight began to surge through you. Without thinking, you being to fight your way free from his grasp.

“DAVE!” You screamed

“Knock it off!” With the gun in his hand, he hits you in the side of the head. You help out in pain, the force making you drop to the floor. Your hand reaches your head. You pull your hand away noticing the bloodstain your hand.

“Get up! Let's go!” The masked man pulls you up again, pulling you into him. He holds the barrel to your head as he leads you out of the room.

As you stand at the top of the stairs, you see Dave standing right below, pointing his gun towards the two of you.

The masked man pushes the barrel to your temple

“Let them go!” Dave yells

“You have a two options here pal”

“I’m not playing your fucking game- let them go NOW!”

“Either you let them go with me or I kill you”

“Not happening”

“Dave-“

“Shut up!” The guy yells in your ear making you flinch. You felt your tears fall. You hadn’t realized you were crying.

“The choice is yours”

Dave stands his ground. Not moving an inch. He grips his gun tightly.

“Alright guess we’re gonna have to kill you”

Out of nowhere, you see the other masked man come up behind him.

“DAVE!”

But it was too late. Two shots rang out. Dave dropped to the floor. He didn’t move. Blood quickly seeped from his head onto the hardwood floor You began to sob, whimpering and calling out to him. You begged him to get up.

You hysterically cried as the man lead you down the stairs. You couldn't peel your eyes away from Dave. You felt so helpless. you couldn’t do anything to help him or save him. He’s dead because of you.

The man shoved you down. You laid next to Dave. Your lip quivered as his lifeless eyes stared at your bloodshot eyes. The two men stood over you.

“You’re next”

a pop rang out

You gasp, jolting awake. You frantically sit up in bed, your hands feeling over your body. You look beside you. Dave’s lifeless body wasn’t next to you. You weren’t at the bottom of the stairs like you thought you were. You were in your bed. It took you a minute to realize that it was only a dream. None of it was real. You were alive. You were safe.

Dave

You get out of bed, rushing over to your door. You quickly made it down the hall and open the door to Dave’s room. Cracking it open, you see Dave sleeping soundly. He was laying on his side, his body facing you.

You sigh in relief knowing he was okay. You let yourself in, shutting the door. You made your way over to the bed. You pull back the covers and lay on your side facing him.

He groggily says your name as he begins to stir awake

“Are you alright? Are you hurt?” his voice was deep and raspy from being asleep for a while.

You didn't say anything. A tear slid down your face and you sniffled. His hand moves over to your cheek wiping your tears away. “What’s wrong? Talk to me”

You sniffled again. “I had a nightmare...” He didn’t say anything. Letting you speak at your own time

“They came after us” Dave atomically knew who you were talking about. You didn't need to explain.

“They found us, Dave. They killed you in front of me. They killed me moments after...It felt so real”

His hand moved down your arm and holds your hand.

“You’re okay and I’m okay...It was only a dream. We’re safe”

His thumb rubs over the back of your hand, soothing you.

“Shhh, It’s okay...try to get some sleep. I’m right here...I’m right here”

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babymilkawa · 3 years

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HI ITS ME CAN YOU PRETTY PLEASE WRITE SOME HCS FOR SUGAWARA IF HIS GF IS SICK. ALSO I DUNNO HOW MANY OTHER CHARACTERS YOU DO FOR EACH HC POST CAUSS I FORGOT TO CHECK, but if you need like three i’d really love hinata and daichi as well :D REMINDER OF SUGAWARA SUPREMACYYYYYY

HERE ARE SOME THINGS I MADE AS A BRIBE

ILL TAKE IT// but yea I didn’t rly put a limit cos ppl are decent enuf to not request like 10 at a time right?? 😅 here ya go swaglorddd

sick s/o headcanons with:

sugawara koushi, hinata shoyo, sawamura daichi, kenma kozume

gn!reader :)

sugawara koushi

if you show up to his practice wrapped in layers of clothing and a red nose, he’ll excuse himself immediately and force you to sit down on the bench while he goes to coach ukai’s store to get some meds for you

when he comes back, both his hands are carrying two plastic bags

one of them has your stuff, warm food that isn’t greasy and cough drops too

the others are cold drinks for his teammates aww karasuno’s mom

you are forBiddEn to have the drinks too except for the warm water he put in your water bottle

rly wished you’d go home first instead of waiting for his practice to end but it doesn’t seem like you want to

he’ll look to the benches every few minutes to see your sleeping form

during break, he’ll gently move your head onto his lap so you don’t have to lay on the hard bench

as soon as they’re dismissed he’s giving you his jacket cos “it gets cold in the night time” and warms up ur hands

if you try to keep ur distance so he doesn’t get sick too, he’ll joke that you prolly already got the whole team sick

making you pout and him pinching ur cheeks 😖

once you reach your place, he’ll linger outside of your door,,,unwilling to let go of your hands SOB

“I’ll come back tomorrow morning ok? I’ll also bring porridge but you still need to eat something else and don’t forget to drink hot wat-”

“yes, yes I know koushi...now go home so you don’t catch a cold too”

but even when you’re standing by your window, you’ll see him looking around your house, tryna figure out which window belongs to your bedroom

and as promised, he comes back the next day with hot porridge and makes sure that your water bottle is full with warm water

and that your backpack has extra cough drops

he’ll still hold your hand and kiss ur forehead

maybe part of him wants to get sick so u can take care of him djhfjdhf

hinata shoyo

he’ll pout a little once he finds out your sick but he’ll still stay by your side!

he’s still overflowing with energy but doesn’t wanna tire you out too much

you’ll hear him stop by your house in the mornings with a volleyball in his hands and maybe kageyama behind him, eating

he’ll bring random snacks from coach ukai’s store and place them at ur door

you’ll sit by ur window and he’ll sit outside of it, telling you about his day, what he did, how practice was

“y/n no one clapped for me T-T”

cos ur usually clapping for him after every successful hit

“kageyama was just yelling at me saying how my spike wasn’t even that great but I know you would’ve said it was good :((“

“aww shoyo, I’m sure it was! Don’t listen to him, ur trying ur best:))”

pet his hair

yes ur the one who’s sick but he misses u

will stop by ur house everyday

I mean he already does that

u usually help him with hw but he doesn’t think he shud ask u when u sleep

all his energy will just go p o o f when he sees u sleeping

he’ll prolly hear windchimes or smthing hahahah

but he’ll be able to sit quietly until you wake up

kageyama’s like HaaH???

SHH

but hinata’s tryna figure out his hw without u helping ok

once ur better, he’ll give you the bIGGGEST hug and sway you side to side AWW I MISS THOSE HUGS

and catch you up on evthing that’s happened

meaning everything that’s happened in the last 5 mins cos he already tells u everything 🙄

sawamura daichi

he’ll make sure you have everything for school

brings you your hw, explains to you the concepts

will call u during lunch or smthing cos it’s boring w/o you

dating him means ur automatically good friends with asahi and sugawara so they’ll check up on you too

and sugawara will tell you how daichi won’t stop talking abt how he can’t wait till u get better dhhdjfjdjs

sometimes you’ll catch him having tea with your mom on your front porch and she’s tryna embarrass you hahhsjdf

Ok but that scenario is just,,, so,,, hubby material yk

like he prolly came by to drop some food and ur moms making him stay and gushing abt how handsome he is

“so you’re the one making my y/n all happy”

rare occasions that daichi blushes #1

he’ll softly knock on ur door and u quickly pretend to be asleep

places sthing on ur desk then just leaves the s o f t e s t kiss on ur forehead and whispers sweet dreams GAHSJFOEJ

when he’s gone you look at what’s on ur desk and it’s a flower crown from ur first date 🥺

keep him ok

will prolly do sthing like throw paper airplanes at ur window

and then when he sees you open ur window he’ll hide behind a tree and watch as u go outside to pick them up

inside he’s written little notes like “get better!” Or “i miss you!” or “WHAT ARE U DOING AWAKE GO BACK TO SLEEP”

like sir u woke me up with all that tapping 🙄🤚🏻

once ur better, you walk into the vb gym first and u can hear him yelling at Tanaka and noya then when he sees u walk in he’s all “oh, y/n” 😌

PLS TANAKa and Noya WORSHIP U NOW SJDJSKKS

in the first couple of days you’re back he’ll still keep an eye on you and have his arm around your shoulder

occasionally putting his hand on your forehead and sneaking a kith 😚

kenma kozume

u didn’t tell him at first that u were sick but he still found out 🙄

“ur sick, aren’t you”

“huh?? No I’m not :((“

will look at u like this -_-

and yk if u stay home from school, he’ll find excuses to hang out in ur room

kuroo will be calling like “is freaking kenma there?!”

yea he’s spooning u

since ur sick, hE’ll be the one to pet ur hair

if it helps u fall asleep

won’t play games in ur room like he usually does cos he doesn’t want the sound and light to distract u

he’ll most likely bring u take out bc he can’t cook and will prolly burn down ur kitchen cos he got distrayced by the tv or smthing ahHa

will check ur temp like every 5 min I swear

“no- ko i rly don’t think my temp is gonna change every 5 min”

“but just in case-“

-_-

he’s smart ok so he’ll tutor you with late hw if u need it

will sit next to you and wiggle his toes by ur feet :3

once ur better, y’all go back to ur usual gaming and eat the hell out of junk food 🤪

a/n: rly hope u liked it 🥺💕 daichi’s was my fav hehe and TY @ilauvcoldpizza FOR HELPING ME W KENMA <3

haikyu!! masterlist

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bonjour-rainycity · 3 years

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Imagine: Being friends with Alice and asking Carlisle for help on your chemistry homework

Characters: Cullen family, female reader

Rating: G

Word count: 2120

Warnings: None

Request by anon: Wait, omg I’m so happy I found a blog that’s updated recently and I’m definitely gonna ✨stalk✨ your blog and read all your writing after hw but if you’re still doing requests, I thought of something that I would just love to see written. And this could be short or something, y’know? It can be whatever you want it to be, but what if the reader is somewhat friends with the Cullens? Reader (maybe like 20 years old?) is invited to their house one weekend after bumping into Alice and becoming friends and from passing conversation, reader knows that Carlisle is a doctor so she asks him if he could help her with her organic chemistry hw cause she’s studying to be a med student?

A/n Wow I’m so sorry this took me so long! It’s such a cute request and I loved writing it! Thanks for sending it in and for being patient with me :)

Shoot.

Mentally, I groan, stopping my progress towards my car.

I still have chem homework.

I fiddle with the keys in my hand, contemplating. You could go home…lay in bed…maybe with a pint of ice cream…and pass out in a stress and sugar-induced coma.

Oh, how tempting.

But then I remind myself of why I’m putting myself through the hell that is a STEM degree, and turn on my heel, heading back to campus. I know I won’t get any work done if I go home, so the library it is! Thank goodness it’s open twenty-four hours, because it’s creeping up to eleven and I don’t have the heart to return to one of the academic buildings.

Seeing as it’s Friday night, the library isn’t crowded. Still, I push past all the tables on the first floor and head up to my favorite spot on the second. Settling in at my favorite partially secluded table, I pull out my organic chemistry textbook, pop in my earbuds, and get to work.

{***}

A small, pale hand skims over the table near my book, and I look up with a start.

Alice Cullen stands by my desk, clutching a set of books that look too heavy for her thin arms, but she seems to be managing fine. She and I met during the first week of classes, and have been tentative friends ever since. We don’t see much of each other, given our varying degree programs, but she always greets me with a friendly smile and an offer to join her to study. I pull out my headphones, and give her a tired smile. “Hey, how’s it going?”

“Good!” She smiles excitedly, somehow keeping her energy levels at—I check the time on my phone—1:12 am! “Have you been here for long?”

I shrug, feeling the weight of the late hour on my shoulders. “Since around eleven. I was going home but then I forgot I have o-chem homework. I don’t think it should be taking me this long, but I’m struggling. Thankfully only half of it is due in the morning. The rest isn’t due until after the weekend.”

Alice peers over to look at my book and the problems I work through in my notebook. “Oh, those do look hard. But you know, my dad is a doctor, and he probably knows this stuff like the back of his hand. He’d be more than happy to help you.”

I blanch. An invitation to the Cullen’s house? And free help on o-chem homework?

But then I remember my manners. “Oh, thank you, but I couldn’t—”

“Please,” she squeaks, balancing her books in one arm and using the other to retrieve her phone. “We’d be happy to have you over! I’ll let my family know. Does tomorrow around lunchtime work?”

“Uh,” I swallow, not sure I’m believing my ears. “That works great, thank you! I can bring the food?”

She shakes her head, waving off the offer. “Don’t worry about it—Mom loves to cook and will be excited to really use the kitchen. Oh! And there’s this new series my sisters and I have been dying to watch. It’s called Broadchurch. Have you heard of it? Maybe we can start it and see if it’s any good!”

I nod dumbly, too tired and relieved for the help to refuse again. “That sounds fun! Thank you.”

“Of course,” she smiles, shrugging like it’s nothing. “What are friends for?”

My smile softens. She considers us friends. “Do you want to walk out together? It’s pretty late.”

She beams and waits while I collect my stuff.

{***}

I pull up to the front of the massive house.

Alice is waiting for me on the porch. She waves excitedly, and I notice her fiancé standing near the door, looking uncomfortable. I stifle a chuckle. It’s well-known that Jasper, introvert in every sense of the word, fell hard for Alice who is the embodiment of an extravert. I wave, grabbing my backpack and stepping out of the car.

“Welcome,” Alice practically shouts. Jasper gives me a polite nod.

I smile at the two of them, calling out my hello’s and climbing the stairs to the porch. The second Jasper opens the door, I’m greeted by the warm smile of Esme Cullen.

“Hello, Y/n, welcome to our home! We are so happy to have you here.” She extends a warm smile, one I can’t help but return immediately.

Alice leads us straight to the living room, where two of her adoptive siblings, Emmett and Rosalie, lounge. Rosalie sketches something I can’t see, and Emmett yells loudly at the TV, losing at a video game.

“Beat it, Emmett,” Alice chirps, dancing over and taking the controller from his hands. “We’re going to watch Broadchurch.”

Putting his frustration at the game aside, Emmett grins, standing and ruffling Alice’s hair. “Alright, I was getting my ass kicked anyway. Hey, Y/n, good to see you again.”

I return his greeting, familiar with Emmett from an intro to theatre class we had together last semester. The image of his interpretation of Juliet for our final project comes to mind, and I have to stifle a laugh. Emmett goes to leave the room, pulling Jasper with him.

“Send Bella down, would you,” Alice calls after them, already settling on the couch. “Rose, you know Y/n, right?”

Rosalie looks up from her sketching. She smiles briefly at me, then returns to her task. I sit awkwardly next to Alice, waiting for Bella so we can start the show.

“There aren’t many women in STEM.”

My head shoots up, wide eyes turning in Rosalie’s direction. She doesn’t look up from her work, but I know she’s addressing me—Alice is studying fashion merchandising and design.

“Y-yeah,” I stammer. Alice’s older sister is just so intimidating. Well-spoken, obviously intelligent, tall, prettier than anyone I’ve ever met, and top of her law class. She’s not exactly warm either, like her mother or sister—even now, there’s a cold bite to her tone. But the edges of her lips quirk up, and I can tell she’s being nice.

“Don’t let the guys push you around. What you’re doing is important, and you’re probably smarter than them. What do you want to do with your degree?”

The answer, always on my heart and mind, is automatic. “I want to be a doctor. So, med school is next.”

She nods once. “Good.”

And apparently that’s the end of our conversation.

I try to hide my smile by rummaging around in my backpack for my water bottle. It’s nice to feel supported.

Bella comes gliding down the stairs and twists into the living room, folding herself easily onto the love seat. She greets me, and then tosses me the throw over the back of her couch. Alice nods as if forgetting something, then reaches into a basket hidden between our couch and Rosalie’s chair and produces three more blankets, throwing two to her sisters and keeping one for herself. She shoots me a grin as each of us, even the serious Rosalie, snuggles up.

Alice stands, turning off the lights and then wraps back in her blanket and scoots near me on the couch. “I hope this is good!” With a grin, she opens Netflix and plays the first episode.

{***}

Broadchurch does not disappoint. Before I know it, we’re halfway through the second episode, eyes glued to the screen. Bella, who was definitely reading a book under her blanket at the start, has put it to the side, leaning forward and watching the show intently.

The front door creaks, then clicks closed, and Alice smiles, pressing pause on the remote. “Dad’s home.”

Before long, the famed local doctor comes in to say hi to the girls and to greet me. He’s just as welcoming as his wife!

“Alice told me you are having trouble with some organic chemistry homework?”

I nod, hoping it’s not too much to ask for his help. “I got a good start on some of the problems last night, but I keep messing up. I’m not really sure where I’m going wrong—there’s no answer key so I can’t work backwards through the problems.”

He nods, casually resting his hands in the pocket of his slacks. “I remember o-chem homework quite well.” He grins conspiratorially. “It is the bane of many a med student’s existence. Why don’t you girls finish up your episode and then join Esme and me in the kitchen for lunch? I can take a look at your homework if you like.”

Relief washes over me. “That would be great, thank you so much.”

He smiles warmly. “Of course. Now, if you all will excuse me….” With a twinkle in his eye, he leaves us to rejoin his wife.

This family is so nice! I wonder why they get so much flack at school?

Alice resumes the episode, and soon my musings are washed away as I try to piece together the mystery of the murder before the detectives can.

{***}

Esme is a wonderful cook. Carlisle sings her praises but doesn’t fix a plate for himself, saying he ate plenty as she was cooking. We all sit down at the table, though I’m the only one who eats in earnest — Bella claims to be filled up on snacks, Rose says she’s on a diet, and Alice takes a small helping for herself, every now and then poking the chicken in mild disgust. I don’t see what the problem is, the food is fantastic!

Carlisle sits down next to me, and I slide my textbook and notebook in his direction. He smiles, looking almost nostalgic. “I remember these. The good news is, as a doctor, you won’t be doing much of this in day-to-day life, if at all. But it is important for some courses you will take in medical school, so it’s best to master the concepts now. See, on number nineteen, you start the problem correctly, but get lost once you have to balance the equation to continue. Instead of waiting until the middle to balance, I would do that first, that way, you have a solid base before moving on to solve the rest of the problem.”

I nod, peering over at the paper intently. I hadn’t tried that strategy before.

Carlisle takes out a pen, and begins scratching out an equation. Then, he grins, shaking his head, and crosses it out, starting again in much neater handwriting. “Forgive my penmanship. Though, if you decide to continue and become a practicing doctor, your handwriting will soon be indecipherable, too.”

From across the table, Rosalie snorts, and I can’t help but laugh along. It seems almost a rite of passage for a doctor to have horrendous handwriting.

In clearer script, Carlisle continues working out the problem, then slides the paper over for me to see. He explains what he did at each step, and I nod along, trying to commit as much of it to memory as possible. He works out another problem in the same way, then asks me to try on my own. I smile tentatively as I go, hesitant to accept that I actually know how to do the problem now.

But I do.

It takes concentration to work through the steps, but I can, which is a far cry from where I was last night. Carlisle waves off my thanks, saying I just needed to try a different approach, but I had it within me all along. I bring up another section I had issues with—structures of the elements—and Carlisle teaches me a better strategy for memorizing a few and then figuring out the rest. By the time Esme and Bella have put the food away, my homework is done—in a fourth of the time it would have taken me struggling through it on my own.

“Seriously, Dr. Cullen, thank you so much.”

He smiles pleasantly, handing me back my textbook. “Of course. If you need help again, just come on over. I know the girls love having the company, and my wife and I enjoyed the opportunity to meet you as well.”

Esme appears behind her husband, laying her hands affectionately on his shoulders. “Absolutely, Y/n. Please come over any time.”

I pack up my homework and thank them once again for lunch and for the help. Alice darts to my side, grinning. “Ready to finish the episode?”

I feel so much lighter now that my homework is done, and I don’t feel guilty at all for spending time with my new friends. In fact, I may even indulge in that ice cream when I get home.

“Absolutely.”

A/n Thanks for reading! If you have a moment, here’s the link to my masterlist :)

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harrywritingsbyme · 4 years

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Going Virtual

Based Off Of This Ask

A/N: I love this concept sm!! like Harry is in full pest mode with this one lmao...but it’s cute. Enjoy🙃

School was back in session. Not only was Harry’s 7 year old beginning the first day of 3rd grade, you were also in school and going into your sophomore year of college. Harry had gotten so comfortable spending all of his time with you both over the past 6 months, and even more since June that he was practically dying from boredom because of having all this newfound time to himself. And it wasn’t even alone time. It was him being all by himself while you two were confined to your respective spaces in the house to get you guys’ schoolwork done. You guys were literally so close, but yet so far away from him now. All he wanted to do was pull you both away from the computers to spend time together. The only moments he had with you or his son were the brief periods when either of you summoned him for assistance or for a refreshment of your snacks. With school in the picture even more, there was just about no time in the day for Harry. At least when you two physically went to school you both were kind of out of sight out of mind so to speak given the fact that he didn’t have much accessibility to either of you during the day.

Now even though you and Harry’s son were in school and doing schoolwork during the day, it didn’t stop Harry from being a bit of a pest at times. And he was mainly a pest to you. When he would bring you guys snacks while you were taking care of your assignments, during and after school, he’d try his hardest to shift some of you guys’ attention onto him. Now he wouldn’t try as hard to get at his son. The most he’d do was attempt to instigate a tickle fight or offer up some play time. But due to Harry’s successful efforts to have consistency and put your work first before play when raising his son, his tactics weren’t being accepted at all. Bubs would simply tell Harry, or daddy for that matter, to stop and that he could play with him later. And because he was so adorable and Harry couldn’t get enough of him, he’d give his cheeks a good pinch with a kiss to the forehead before offering to help with his work.

But with you on the other hand, Harry didn’t go that easy.

Instead of just leaving you alone after you pushed him away, he continued on. He’d try to pull your chair away from the table while you’re typing away on your computer. He’d also sit on the floor while you’re in your zoom classes and pull at your pants leg or hem of your shorts depending on what clothing item you threw onto your body before your class. And eventually he did in fact leave once you practically (and almost literally) kicked him out of the room. But he didn’t stop his little attacks to get your attention there. He’d even send you raunchy messages, explaining in detail all of the many ways and times he wanted to take you. And this wasn’t just during your classes; this was also when you were working on your assignments. He refused to let up. And believe it or not, Harry began working even harder to get your attention within in the last couple of weeks. It’d only been about a month and he’d already begun to intensify his “attacks”.

And today was nothing short of Harry trying to get you and bubs’ attention. If he wasn’t lying on the couch reading or trying to write or do anything that was in the slightest bit productive, Harry was checking in on you and bubs. He’d periodically make his way to you guys’ workspaces to check in and bring you snacks and any help if needed. Once he checked in on the third grader down the hall, he’d take a stroll down to your space to check in on and bug you. When you were in one of your zoom classes a bit earlier on in the day, Harry walked into the room, brought you what he normally got you at that time, then sat on the floor next to you so that he could be a pest. Today you were wearing shorts so his pest level had spiked, he was touching you and just not leaving you alone. He enjoyed making you gasp or react to his touches while your camera was on. Now even though you thought that his efforts were cute and you felt a bit bad for not spending a lot of time with him, it didn’t stop you from plucking Harry whenever you weren’t writing something down. You didn’t know why, but it was a bit nice to give him a pluck here and there while he tried to seduce you into stepping away from your computer.

To make things worse, he knew your schedule in and out! This meant that he’d come in during the tail end of one of your classes then continue being an even bigger pest when you were trying to get some work done in between.

“Can you please like leave me alone.” You ask calmly, keeping your eyes on the screen in front of you.

“Umm no. That is, only if you take a little break right now.” Harry barters from below, continuing to touch you.

“Why don’t you go bother your son? I bet he wants to see his daddy more than I do right now.” You say matter of factly, finally turning your head down to look at him.

“Well first of all, you calling me daddy right now was a big mistake and because of it I’m going to be an even bigger pest.” Harry begins. At least he admitted to being a pest. “Now second of all, I’ve already checked on him and he doesn’t need me. So now I’m in here.” He continues on with his explanation.

“Oh my god! We’re gonna need some defense strategies against you.” You huff. “What is it going to take for you to leave me alone?” You ask, deciding to finally give into his antics of it meant that you’d have a little moment to get some Harry free work done.

“Let me make you cum and I’ll leave you alone. I know you’re already drenched since I did see that you read my messages.” Harry says.

“Fine, but hurry up. I need to get back to my paper.” You concede, standing up from your seat to let him have your way with you.

“Well you don’t have to be so hostile, it’s not like you’re not going to enjoy it. If you don’t, I’ll be reevaluating my skills while you ignore me.” Harry replies as he lifts himself up from the ground, letting out a series of grunts in the process.

“Well it never hurts an old dog to get new tricks.” You push back. The age gap was a definite hot button for the two of you so if there was any window to push it, you were going to take that opportunity.

“Well I don’t think that I’ve heard you complain about my old tricks.” Harry begins, pushing back the chair to stand behind you. “In fact, I always hear you screaming for more.” Harry whispers into your ear as he swiftly tugs your shorts and panties down your legs in one motion.

“Maybe.” You reply defiantly, trying to stand your ground with him.

“That’s where you’re mistaken baby.” Harry hums, bringing a hand down between your legs. “And judging but the stickiness between your legs, you know that it’s not just maybe either.” Harry continues, pushing two of his fingers up and down your folds before finally pushing them into your entrance.

“Oh my god.” You sigh, taking in the feeling of his fingers entering you. You hated it when he was right, but this time he was, his fingers felt so good.

“Not so mad at me bothering you now huh?” He chuckles behind you, continuing to pump his fingers in and out of you.

“No” You whimper. His fingers were doing wonders to your body. And that was all he was doing. Hw was simply fucking his fingers into your hole and you were falling apart as you clutched onto the edge of the desk for dear life.

“Good girl.” He praises, bringing his face to your neck to sponge kisses into your neck as he pleasures you. While he continues pumping his fingers into you, he moves his hand that was securely planted on your waist down to your front to begin circling two of his fingers around your clit.

Right now, you were going insane. Your paper was now long forgotten; at least for the time being. Harry’s hands were like magic between your legs and you could feel yourself beginning to drift closer to the edge. There was a special warmth that infiltrated your body when you were getting closer to letting go, and you were starting to feel it move through your body. You were also beginning to feel the knot in the pit of your stomach begin to tighten.

“Can feel y’clenching up around me, wanna cum sweets?” Harry hums into your ear, fanning his warm breath across your skin and creating goosebumps all across your body in the process.

“Please daddy.” You pant in response, feeling your lower half begin to go numb.

“Let go f’me baby.” He whispers, pushing his fingers as deep as possible and holding it there while continuing to stimulate your clit.

“Fuck!” You exclaim lowly, trying to hold back your moans as you cum around his fingers.

“That’s it sweet girl.” Harry praises happily, feeling your walls contract around his fingers. While you continue riding the wave of your release, Harry keeps his fingers inside of you and he continues placing kisses onto your neck as well. And once you finish riding out the amazing orgasm that ripped right through you, your mind goes right back to what you need to get done. And to be honest, for some reason that was unbeknownst to Harry, he absolutely loved that about you.

“Can I go write my paper now.” You huff shakily, trying to move your feet around to reagin more feeling in your legs and trying to get your mind straight again.

“Only if you promise to spend some more time with me and bubs later, we miss you.” Harry bargains, slowly removing his fingers from inside of you.

“Fine.” You breathe out cheerfully. In that moment, you didn’t exactly know what you were happy about. You weren’t sure if you were happy about getting a nice little break in the monotony of your work or of it was from the fact that Harry was finally going to leave you alone for a little while or that you were going to finally spend some time with the little family you were lucky enough to be apart of. Either way, you were definitely going to take a bit of a break later.

And let’s just say that this school year was going to be a bit of an interesting one for Harry.

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fandomtookoverlife · 3 years

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Late

Hotch x reader

Fem!reader

Summary: you go out to brunch with the girls but your late, (as always) and they have a peak at your sex life before you leave.

Note: italics are readers thoughts

Warning: talk of sex, swearing

Words: 1.8k

Category: fluff

A/N: ok this took me way too long to write but that's ok because I like the way it turned out and I hope you do too. Also this totally isn’t based off of the dumb bitch I am and how I act when I’m late. 😂😂

also again with me not being able to come up with a name worth a shit

Interact with me if you like, anything you want,😘😘, not sure what I’ll write next we’ll see. Also not me getting this out instead of doing hw, not me, wrong bitch.

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Shitshitshitshit I’m so fucking late UGH SHIT! You are so late. You’re running around your bedroom trying to get ready. You were going for brunch with the girls; Penelope’s idea, which was fine except that you were getting picked up at 11, you woke up at 10:40. For the last 10 minutes, you have been rushing around your room trying to get ready, preying that the girls would be running late as well. You’re dressed, which is good, you threw on a bit of makeup in an effort to look the least bit presentable and now you were desperately trying to manage the mess that is your hair. You had… fun last night. Aaron had come over and well like you said you had fun. Jack was at a sleepover so Aaron came to your apartment, you stayed up half the night, relishing in the time you’ve missed together in the past week. It came to an end when Aaron received a call saying that he needed to pick up Jack. At that point you decided you should get some sleep seeing as you had to get up in the morning, unfortunately for you, your own personal alarm clock left last night and you forgot to set an alarm, yep, you’re late. You’ve been checking the clock every two minutes, you were probably wasting time checking the time and now you're wasting time thinking about how you're wasting time, UGHH, but you were frazzled and freaking out so you can’t be relied upon for anything right now.

10:53

All you have to do in the next 7 minutes is clean up the rat’s nest that is left of your hair after last night’s activities, find shoes, find your wallet, purse, find wherever the hell you put your phone down and pray that you look presentable.

Unfortunately, there’s one flaw that always manages to escape you, most people don’t show up at the exact minute agreed upon.

It was now 10:56 your hair was mostly put together, 4 minutes ok I can do that. As if you weren’t already having the worst morning, it gets worse. Ya, that phone you can’t find, It has been blowing up with messages for the last few minutes.

“She’s not answering.” JJ had had none been calling you from the parking lot for a couple of minutes with no answer. Em and Pen had been checking in for the last 15 with no answer and continued to send unseen texts to you.

Em finally snapped, “alright, I’m going up.” not giving the other ladies time to respond she opened that car door and got out.

Pen rushed out after her, “Wait I wanna come!”

JJ watched the two women walk toward the entrance to your complex, looking at the empty car around her, got up as well, “ok I’m coming too.”

Emily, completely giving up on you, took out her keys and opened your door, JJ, ever the reasonable one, had protested, saying that they should knock. She got a nasty glare as Em pushed your door open.

As you said before, Aaron left in a rush last night, and you had been running around your room all morning, actually, you haven’t left your room all morning, making you completely unaware of the state of your apartment.

The women stood in your doorway in shock. You and Aaron didn’t just have fun in the bedroom last night, you had fun everywhere, the kitchen, the floor, the table, your desk, the couch, you name it you were there. In conclusion? Your apartment was a mess, for starters there were clothes everywhere, your shirt, Aaron’s jacket, your bra, Aaron’s tie, your pants and last but definitely not least your-ripped-panties right in the open directly in the eye line of the women at the door. And you were completely unaware.

The stunned women stepped in closing the door behind them, the world did not need to see this. They took in the sight, the clothing, the underwear that pen had pointed out, making sure to specify their ripped state. The next thing they noticed was your desk, what was usually a very precise desk was, quite the spectacle. Papers and folders scattered, pencil cups on their sides, pens just everywhere, photos knocked over. The tables and couch were pushed out slightly into the middle of the room, it was very clear what had happened here last night. The ladies looked at each other, their faces blank unsure how to react. A part of them was horrified, the other part really wanted to laugh. That was until they heard a noise coming from behind your door. They all became alarmed, “wait you don’t think Hotch is still in there do you?!” with your normal, horrible timing, that’s when you decided to open your door

Everyone looked stunned. You tried to start asking how they got into your apartment but you were by a frantic Emily, “Is hotch still here?”

“What? No, how did u…” the women looked relieved at your answer, when you started to ask how they knew he was here last night they gestured around the room. And that’s when you remembered the state in which you and Aaron left your apartment last night, “ohhh shit”

Emily started “Ya oh shit, look at this place”

“You guys had fun last night” JJ, always so passive-aggressive. When Pen went to pick up your panties, you sprang into action.

“Alright I’ll be out in a minute you guy can wait in the car” you practically slammed the door behind them, you look back at the mess that in your apartment, “shit”

You get your shit and get out of your apartment as fast as you can, JJ, Pen and Em are in the car waiting as ordered to but when you get in they are all smiling, “soooo, if you guys could just forget what you saw in there…”

“Absolutely not! That image will be engraved in my mind for the rest of my life!”

“JJ, come on”

“Don’t give me that did you see that place, good god Y/N what did you do in there!”

“Ummm…”

Before you could even think of an answer Pen jumped in with, “did you see all her clothes on the ground?”

“Did you see Hotch’s clothes still on the ground?”

“Did you see her desk?!”

“Alright, that’s enough” doing your best to put your foot down while also hiding how absolutely mortified you are.

“I think you’ve had enough.”

“No wonder she was late.”

Despite your protests, it went on and on,

“Do you think she has hickey?”

“Hmm, not that I can see” at this point they weren’t listening to you anyway, so you just sat there, trying very hard not to listen, at some point you had started to think about last night. It was so perfect, not only the incredible sex but just being with him, allowing your selves to let loose, show each other affection, which you don’t do around the team. And then there was the literal mind-blowing sex, his hand all over you, his mouth across your body leaving the hickeys that you actually had but skillfully covered. The many orgasms you had that your legs hurt now, your slightly sore throat…

“Do you think that HE has hickeys?”

“Should we find out?”

That was it “NO”

“Well that woke her up, you were kind of out of it there for a second.”

“Ya something up,? Maybe something on your mind, thinking about something, dreaming about it, imagining it, reliving it?” Emily was nudging your shoulder and your face was turning bright red, “oh my god she was!”

Once you had actually started eating they let the conversation move on. It was one of the best times you’ve had in a while, you laughed and joked, you really don’t remember the last time you all smiled so much. It was nice to be with them so relaxed and happy, you almost forgot what it was like.

When your phone rang you knew their fun from earlier wasn’t over, they all turn to you, smirks growing on their faces, “hey”

“hey Y/N, I’m sorry about last night,”

“Don’t worry about it, really”

“Jack doing fine now but- it was messy” he said with a tired chuckle

“No no, I get it.”

“Hey hotch” Emily had pulled you phone slightly away from your ear and spoke into it “quite a number you did on her apartment last night” you snatched your arm back from her and shot her a glare

“You're still at lunch…”

“Yes. I am.” with a laugh that was more of a sigh,

“Sorry I totally forgot, Jack just wanted to talk to you, but he can wait-”

“No no, I want to talk to him,” you blushed and everyone smiled, you said you were stepping outside and would be back, they didn’t catch much of your conversation as you walked away, but what they did catch, was way too fucking sweet.

“Wow, they are just-”

“She looks so happy” watching you talk through the window

“Her? Have you seen him?” they thought about the changes in the two of you recently, you both were smiling so much more, you seemed so energetic, he seemed softer. Both so much more selves, a weight coming off both your shoulders, you brought the light out in each other and just being in the same room as you lift the spirits of the team. Watching their fierce leader's stoic exterior melt away and your calm and loving nature amplified out of proportion.

You came back to the table still smiling while they all looked at you, “don’t start-”

JJ cut you off, grabbed your hand and looked in your eyes, “hey,” squeezing your hand, “we are so happy that you're happy.” you blushed and smiled at JJ’s soft, kind words, her motherly exterior and your friends smiling faces showing the sentiment.

After a lovely lunch, filled with smiles, laughter and best friends you pulled up to your apartment JJ had a grin on her face, “so, you want help cleaning up?” the ladies trying very hard not to start laughing.

You clear your throat composing yourself and your face heats up, again, “um no I’m good thanks” getting out of the car as fast as you could.

“Are you sure?” they call after you.

“I’m sure!” running to your door while the ladies kill themselves in the car.

They may be annoying but who would you be to complain about your life right now, how could you, you have everything you could ever want.

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fandom-puff · 4 years

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Sneaking Around

Pairing: Draco Malfoy x reader Requested by: @queenofmankind Prompts: // Summary: Draco and the reader intend to christen every surface in Malfoy Manor, trying their very hardest not to get caught... AN: hope you enjoy this lil fun imagine :) Warnings: Smut, swearing, slight humiliation, semi-public sex

Your eyes fluttered open as Draco pressed needy kisses to your neck. “Morning,” you murmured, running a hand through his hair. It was the first official day of the Christmas holidays, and Draco had insisted you stay with him at Malfoy Manor, wanting you all to himself. The night before, you had acted like the perfect little lady, earning his parent’s approval. They didn’t seem to care you were half-blood when you composed yourself so well...

“Morning,” he replied, his hands splaying over your tummy as he slipped them under your pyjama top. “YN... wanna fuck you,” he moaned into your ear, pressing his cock into your hip. You grinned and reached for him, tugging him on top of you, nodding.

“Yes please,” you grinned. “Could wake up to this every morning, Drac,” you hummed as he yanked your pyjama bottoms down.

“Oh, don’t worry,” he smirked, lining up with you. “I’ll be your alarm clock,”

Your giggle was quickly replaced by a low moan as he pushed into you, already rocking his hips slowly, bracing his arms either side of you as you bucked your hips. You whimpered quietly, tilted your head back and sighing with satisfaction as he pressed more kisses to your exposed throat. “Shush, YN,” he moaned into your ear. “Wouldn’t want mother and father to catch us now, would we? They’re sticklers for premarital sex... Fuck, you feel so perfect around me...”

You flushed at the thought of being caught and licked your lips. Surely he had locked the door? You couldn't quite call his bluff, however, so clamped a hand over your mouth, muffling your noises as they became sharper, higher-pitched and louder. “Gonna come, pet?” he smirked down at you, eyes blown wide with lust. You nodded and he smirked, and with a few final thrusts, you shattered around him, clinging to him and moaning into his shoulder as he came inside you.

Flopping back on the bed, you hummed softly, still quivering slightly. Draco grinned, rolling off you and cleaning you up before pulling you close. “You, YN, are perfect,” he smiled and you giggled, nuzzling into his chest.

You lay for a few more minutes before getting dressed, using Draco's posh en suite shower to clean yourself up properly. When you emerged, wrapped in a towel, Draco grinned at you. “Get dressed, YN, I wanna show you the library,” He had a mischievous smirk plastered on his face. “Don’t bother with underwear. You won’t be needing it,”

Giggling, you got dressed, before allowing Draco to tug you through the many corridors and into the library. You passed a house elf on the way and you stood nearer to Draco, suddenly aware of the breeze fluttering up your skirt. “Will master Draco be wanting tea and sandwiches in the library?” the elf asked.

“Er... no thank you, Bunty,” he said quickly, before dragging you in and shutting the heavy oak door behind him. Instantly, he attached his lips to yours, kissing you roughly and shoving his thigh between your legs. You whimpered and rocked your hips, before getting an idea.

“Draco...” you moaned lowly, and he pulled back with raised eyebrows. “Fuck me against the bookshelves,”

he grinned, liking your style, and walked you to the back where his father kept the most prestigious, ancient tomes. He cast a quick charm to get rid of the dust before pushing you up against the shelves. You whined out as the shelves and books jabbed your spine, but were soon distracted when he licked a long stripe up your throat and nipped your ear. “Fucking hell!” you whisper-shouted and he smirked, reaching a hand below your skirt to rub your clit.

“My my my, such deplorable language from an esteemed young lady,” he teased and you wriggled on his fingers, scowling at him and hooking your fingers in his belt loops.

“I swear to god, Draco,” you hissed and he smirked, unzipping his trousers and gripping your thighs, hoisting you up to perch on the very edge of a bookshelf as he thrust into you, not letting you adjust to the new angle, kissing you hard to muffle your sweet cries of ecstasy. The upwards angle had you falling apart in minutes, clinging to him as you tried to bounce your hips with his. He grunted, biting your neck as he pumped you full of his come, groaning lowly as he pulled out. You shuddered, leaning against the bookcase for support as you caught your breath.

You carried on like that for days, finding new places to make love all over the manor. Draco took you wherever he could, his room, the library, the drawing-room, the dining room table... your favourite place, however, was his father’s study, riding him in the posh leather wingback armchair, before being bent over the vast desk. Part of the thrill was the risk of being caught- the library door had no lock on it, Draco left the kitchen door open a crack, and the study had no door at all- just a gilded archway.

Perhaps your most daring rendezvous was on boxing day at dinner. You were sat next to Narcissa and across from Lucius when you felt a distinct buzzing sensation between your legs. Draco looked like that cat who got the cream as you sat a little straighter, taking a deep sip from your butterbeer to hide your blush.

“So, YN, tell me, what does your father do?” Lucius asked as you clenched your jaw and pressed your hips into the chair. You took a moment to steady yourself before replying.

“He... uh... works at Gringotts, Mr Malfoy,” you said, your voice wavering a little as draco flicked his wand under the table. Bastard, you thought, pressing your thighs tight together and crossing your ankles.

“Interesting. Curse breaker?” you nodded, gripping the leg of the table out of everyone’s view, your nails digging into the wood. “And your mother works in the ministry, hm?”

“Yes sir,” you said quietly, thighs quivering like mad as Draco revved up the vibrations. “She... works in the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes,”

Your interrogation was over and you let out a shaky breath as Lucius turned to speak to his son and wife. When the plates were finally cleared and you had all drank a nightcap, Draco insisted you retire for the night. You were shaky on your feet as he led you out and could barely hold yourself up by the time you got to your room. “Draco, please,” You whimpered once the door was shut. You had been on edge for little over an hour. “Please, please make me come, I-I’ve been good! I held it off at the table and everything, please!”

Draco smirked at you and pointed you to the bed, where you eagerly lay down, writhing on his pristine sheets. he grunted at the sight and used magic to strip you both down. “Want my cock, do you, YN? Is that what you were thinking about all through dinner, answering my parents’ questions like a perfect little lady, while soaking the seat with your wetness like a little slut?” You moaned and nodded, arching your back even though he wasn't even touching you “Well, YN, I’m going to fuck you. You've been so good for me, so I’ll put up a silencing charm. You can scream t your heart’s content. Would you like that?” You nodded eagerly, arching your back, hips writhing as he slowly thrust into you, before settling into a ruthless, merciless pace.

Soon the sounds of skin slapping filled the room, mixed with your loud cries and Draco’s strained grunts. “Please,” you begged. “Please, Draco, I’m gonna-”

“Come for me, baby,” he purred, and you arched your back, your entire body rocking as you came. Hw carried on, his hard thrusts causing your eyes to roll back and you to squirt, soaking him and the bedsheets as you came down from your high. “Good girl,” he groaned, admiring the sigh, before pulling out and cleaning up as you lay, dazed, breathless and well fucked on the bed.

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scandeniall · 3 years

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story of us

pairing: suna x reader

the story of ur relationship <3; alternatively (more) dating sunarin headcanons but this time is somewhat of an order and talks good and bad 2K+ worth lol

a/n: i had more planned but half of these have been sitting in my notes for months and its kinda fucking long already bc he lives rent free!!!

warnings: uh the usual aged up (in ur 20s time skip type beat), language, yeah

Meeting

Now when y’all met suna was not looking to love at all. That man was just living his life and so where you. The two of you pretty much meet through komori. You’re a friend and it’s his birthday so him and a few of his friends go out for drinks bc why not. Young hot pretty financially stable v-ball players. Nah no ones there for any type of hookups literally just there celebrating a great guy.

They rent out a section at a relatively nice bar tbh. Not the cheapest and you can actually hear conversation. But also not a super expensive one where the patrons are middle aged with jazz music and the occasional track to relive “youth.” Komori’s a sweetie and will come outside to get you when you text that you’re there. You’ve met washio and ofc sakusa Before so you greet them casually then you turn and there’s Suna and a few others you haven’t met.

That greeting isn’t anything special I promise. Just “hey I’m so and so” and vice versa. It’s one of those meetings where you just think “he’s cute” but it’s such a fleeting thought. Y’all don’t even really talk that first night tbh. At the next practice Suna mentions offhandedly that he didn’t know komori was dating someone and komori is like: huh? Yeah sorry. I love (Y/N) and all but were just friends. Suna just shrugs not really caring to be honest until Komori just asks what did he think of you.

“Don’t really remember much man. Seemed cool though” he didn’t think he’d really see you again. Yeah you were close enough to have been at Komori’s birthday but if that was his first time ever meeting you, he figured you weren’t from around there are present very much. Yeah he was wrong.

Suddenly you were on Komori’s snap story more often, or maybe he’d just been noticing more. Too bad he couldn’t even remember your name 💀. Then it turned into you occasionally popping up where he was. He’d been told your name at least 5 times already but wouldn’t remember it the next day. Whenever he’d see you again he’d get a strained look like: “what is this mf name again” just laugh and tell him again bby.

That changed at some random house party by another mutual friend you two apparently had? You two were the only people just around the fire pit trying to catch some warmth in the chilly night. He’s probably just on his phone head bobbing his head to the muffled music from inside. And you’re just like “remember my name yet?” All jokingly. This sparks the tiniest bit of interest in him and he lets out a low chuckle and just admits “not at all.” I also feel like this is the first time he really looks at you and he’s like 🤨, wait you’re actually kinda cute.

That night y’all just kinda talk and vibe. The conversation comes easy as you two jump back and forth from talking about the music playing to sneakers which he brings up to stuff that you like. He’s actually really easy to talk to. So easy that u can forget about him not remembering your name despite meeting several times. You mention that you’d hung around komori before while they were gaming and that he seemed pretty cool. That leads him to asking “how do you know him anyways?”

“I used to date Sakusa”

Mentally he’s just like— ‘yeah I’m not getting involved in this. Time to go.’ Until you just start laughing.

“I’m kidding. He’s not really my type. We met after being paired together for a project in school.”

The two of you spend quite a bit of time just talking that night until you are joined again by some friends and it’s deadass like y’all weren’t just talking for almost an hour straight.

Getting Together

The process of getting together is like a cat and mouse game. You two start getting closer than friends and then something happens and you’re not talking for weeks. Whether it be life just getting busy, and then someone ending up on some random tinder date or so be it. Definitely one of those things were somehow someway y’all end up just hanging on one of your couches watching a movie. At some point there’s definitely a hint of sexual tension but neither of y’all act on it (later on you find on his finsta that he used to post several “i wont you 😔” memes Folks can’t tell if hes joking or not (hes not))

You probably gotta tell that man you like him so if that ain’t you I’m sorry. Y’all not dating 😹. It’s something casual, y’all going to pick up some snacks for a movie night and why this mf keep looking at you out the side of his eyes instead of the road. You def texting the groupchat asking if you should confess. They tell you to boss up and just do it baby.

You literally end up confessing in that parking lot. Like right when he shuts the car off and starts swinging his keys on his finger and you kinda just blurt “I like you. Like like you.” He just kinda nods before his eyes widen. “Wait are you fr?” Like no you’re joking tf. It gets a lil awkward so you just go to get out the car and he’s like “I like like you too.”

I definitely don’t think either of you ever officially asked the other out it’s just at some point the understanding that you two are a couple. Like when you’re hanging out just you two hes more touchy, and then y’all start kissing and holding hands at some point. Then when you’re with friends he almost exclusively sits next to you and your friends notice the whispers in one another’s ears at the loud bar that seem just a hint too intimate for ppl who are just friends. Then y’all start arriving and leaving places together and people just at some point get the message (it’s later confirmed by you tweeting some shit like: I hate Rin why is that mf my boyfriend)

As far as anniversaries y’all draw straws to pick a day in the ballpark of the time y’all both think you became official. That’s the day you stick with even if it’s not true.

Relationship Flaws

A fault in the relationship is sunas kinda poor communication when it comes to things that matter. How he feels. Arguments. Love sure as hell don’t come east with anyone but when your partner won’t let you in? Yeah that’s like hell. That’s something you struggle with. And then on your end, it’s the impatience with him not letting you in. You try to wrongfully rush it.

There’s definitely been arguments that stem from him just being upset about something unrelated to the relationship then coming to you for comfort without actually telling you what’s wrong. He kinda just wants to lay with his head on his chest but at some point that’s not enough. Y’all are in a relationship and should be able to talk about your bad days too.

You’re not innocent in this issue either because sometimes it comes off too pushy. Yes it’s from a place of care but sometimes that silent comfort is necessary. The walls will break in due time and y’all both know that deep in the back of your minds But then there’s a part that’s like— yeah we can’t let this become the norm

“Rin, can you please talk to me”

He will have literally told you “whatever” and that he “can’t deal with this rn” several times as he just shrugs and is like yeah “I’m gonna just go home. I’ll text you later” with an awkward ass pat on your shoulder if it really ruined his mood. If he’s leaving before he gets super upset and uncomfortable just some half assed kiss in your cheek

Another thing is I feel like he could be passive aggressive and let’s be real other folks doing it causes you to do it to. Y’all probably drag eachother on your finstas where you can both see it lol

But when it comes to making up he cracks first and apologizes when he started it. Or as y’all get more comfy with communication. If it’s not anything major he’ll just hit you with a text like “I’m bored come hang”

More Relationship Things

I feel like he love/hates driving. Likes the ride not always driving though. So if you ever proposed a late night drive he’d be down (if you offer to drive). He does let y’all take his car though. He reclines the seat pretty far back. Alternates between just closing his eyes vibing w/ the music or kinda just looking at you (he the type of bf that makes u nervous no matter how long y’all been together)The way he looks at you makes you nervous cause that man is fine as hell and you can just feel his eyes on you.

He films you on Snapchat and sends the video to you like “you look hot”

If he’s not ‘resting his eyes’ he’s mumbling along to the music because he has the aux. if y’all music tastes are different he occasionally throws in something you really like bc he likes how you perk up at one of your fav songs

Moving on. Y’all dap eachother up after s3x because it’s “modern romance” (boy stfu). You two came up with a sex playlist together and it’s on both of your phones. Sometimes one of you will add a troll song that the other doesn’t know and put it in the lineup. (Stole my heart by 1D has definitely played before and you were practically in tears laughing at his reaction. That was one of those songs he was like ‘yeah alright i think we’re done).

At some point you two develop your own handshake and it’s cute. Whenever either of you have to travel without the other that’s always the last thing you do before you leave eachother. There’s vids of your friends daring y’all to do your elaborate ass handshake drunk and doesn’t matter what’s in your system, you both know it like the back of your hand.

I think he values quality time a lot so there’s so many nights where you’re both just chilling in his room just doing your own things. He could just be at his desk watching some game highlights and you’re just doing hw on his bed with your own earbuds in work all spread out and he’s content. He’s also attentive so if he calculates that you’ve been working too long he’ll just take ur earbud like “hey let’s go get something to eat.”

People definitely think he’s the lazy one in the relationship but it’s 100% not true. Like stated above, he’s very attentive and can pretty much gauge how you’re feeling in the blink of an eye. He knows when you need alone time but won’t go without reassuring you that he’s here whenever you’re ready. When you do just need him he’s there without a second thought. If you’re more touchy he’ll have your head in his lap his arm running up and down your as you tell him what’s wrong. He knows when to joke about a minor inconvenience and over the course of your relationship knows when to cut the jokes and be serious with you.

He’d never admit it but he knows your coffee order by heart (he keeps up his image my asking wtf do you get everytime. Just let him LOL). He the type to peek at what you plan on wearing and ‘accidentally’ color coordinate then pull some shit like “why are you copying me”

Y’all def shit talk together. See someone doing something completely out of pocket in public— straight to ur phones you go (pack it up shade room). To the public it just looks like you aren’t paying any attention to one another on your dates but y’all are. Just over the phone so u don’t piss off ur target 😌

Y’all are very comfy in your relationship that you just say stuff. Y’all don’t even think.

“Rin, what if i crashed us in this car rn 😹”

“Do it. Might be fun”

When you two finally move in together it’s almost like how your relationship starts. Slowly more and more spares of stuff for you end up at his. He does sorta make the move near the end of your lease and is just like “you’re here more than me anyways.” (hes nervous but swears he’s not. Bby you’re literally shaking). Him moving you in is like hell. This mf takes sooooo long to help with boxes. Picks up 1 then sits for like 15 minutes. You ask for help the first few times and he’s just like “I got you” while continuing to scroll his phone.

Sleepy Shoulder kisses in the mornings. Only form a greeting you get but it’s ok

this is like my 100th dating suna hc and im still going this is SICK. it was so hard to not drop old refs bc i still believe in them 100% yes i do!!!!

#haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #suna rintaro x reader #suna x reader #haikyuu imagine #suna imagines #hq imagines #haikyuu headcanons

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realcube · 3 years

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comfort hcs 💗 feat. overworked! reader

characters: yaku, oikawa, yams & akaashi

trigger warning: swearing

thank you to anon for this sweet request!

morisuke yaku

♡ he has concerned mom energy to i feel like he’d notice that you’re overworking yourself before starts negatively effecting you

♡ once he figures out that you’re actually stressed and he’s not just being paranoid, he will probably hold an intervention where is like ‘sit down, let’s have a cha--’

♡ but you just push him out the way to grab your coat, ‘sorry, sweetheart. i don’t wanna miss my bus!’

♡ DFRTYJUHG he just stood there like a statue looking at you like (●__●) this bitch-

♡ anyway, once you come back from uni/college/school/ work etc yaku insists that you need to sit down and discuss your problems with him

♡ then you’re kinda just like ‘what problems?????’

♡ also, after what happened that morning, yaku was not taking ‘no’ as an answer

♡ no matter what you say

♡ homework? you can do that later

♡ chores? he’ll do them for you if you just listen to him

♡ hungry? you can eat while you listen to him

♡ showering? you smell fine!

♡ so yeah, he will pick you up and carry you to the living room if he has to

♡ he’s probably really serious about the issue bc your feelings aren’t a joke to him but he lined up your favourite plushies on the couch so he could talk to them as a third party when you disagreed with him

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“i study in moderation! and i have not been neglecting our relationship; i just need to focus on my studies!” you tutted, averting your gaze from yaku’s as you thought about his accusation; did he really feel as though you had been taking him for granted? because of course, that wasn’t your intention at all and the more you thought about it, the more you realise that perhaps he was right.

yaku rolled his eyes at your response, quite enraged by your dismissive tendencies but he didn’t want to take his anger out on you so he simply turned to the kiiroitori plush that sat beside him, “duck, do you think (l/n) has been overworking themselves and ignoring both of us?”

kiirotori was forced by yaku’s hand to nod in response.

you snorted slightly before trying to furrow your eyebrows in anger once again, “their name is kiiroitori!”

tōru oikawa

♡ dsfghjkl ngl he clearly overworks himself too so he wouldn’t even notice

♡ he’s like ‘oh, you’re spending hours upon hours of a day - losing sleep and energy - to dedicate yourself solely to one thing so you can be perfect at it??? that’s completely normal!’

♡ spoiler alert, it’s not

♡ it’d probably take a third-party to point that what you are both doing isn’t healthy (either iwaizumi or a therapist)

♡ then you’d both look at each other like ⚆_⚆ wut

♡ anyway recovery time ig ✨

♡ he’d definitely just try distract you whenever he sees you studying/training/practising

♡ forget overwork, he doesn’t even let you work

♡ oh and y’all have started having ‘lazy days’ once a month where you make it a point to nothing but each other :))

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you both stared at the television, pretending to be absolutely engrossed by jumanji. however, once you let out your fifth sigh that minute, oikawa could tell that you were just as disinterested as he was so he peered over his shoulder to look at you, “this is so boring.”

you nodded, shuffling closer to him so he could drape his arm around your shoulder and bury his nose into your hair. “it’s so hard to just sit here and do nothing when i know that i have a lot to do, y’know?”

oikawa hummed in agreement, “but it’s nice to finally spend some quality time with you, angel.” he placed a kiss on your temple, scooting awkwardly in his seat before pulling you down to lay down next to him on couch.

“yeah,” you purred, happily falling onto the soft cushions while in oikawa’s embrace, “i’ve suddenly had a change of heart - i love these lazy days.”

“that was fast.”

tadashi yamaguchi

♡ it would take him a wile to built up the courage to actually express his concern about you overworking yourself

♡ but until then, he’ll show them in more subtle ways

♡ like if he sees you working at your desk - whether your posture is straight or not - he’ll rush up to you and massage your shoulders/back while talking

♡ he always sends you goodnight texts and gets v snappy when you text him in the middle of the night

♡ ‘tadashi, what did you get for number five on the maths hw?’

♡ if he opens the message and notices that you sent that crazy late at night or the ass crack of dawn, he’ll lose his shit

♡ ‘(Y/N) WHY WERE U UP AT 3AM DOING MATHS HW LITERALLY GO TO SLEEP’

♡ he forces himself to ask you out on dates irl so that if you use work/training/practise etc as an excuse..he can give the puppy eyes 🥺

♡ don’t get me wrong, he’s not manipulative at all but you just overwork yourself so much he think that the teeniest tiniest little bit of fun wouldn’t do you any harm

♡ he literally cares for you so much and he just wants you to be healthy and happy like is that too much to ask ಥ_ಥ

♡ it would take him 3 months of mental preparation to confront you but he’d do it eventually lol

♡ he’d still be super duper nervous though 👉👈

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“(y/n).” yamaguchi’s soft voice rang quietly through the hallway before he stuck his head inside your room in search for you. he let out a sigh upon noticing that - like always - you were sitting at your desk, drowning in papers of schoolwork.

he hurriedly approached you, suddenly throwing his arms around your shoulders as he hid his face in the crook of your neck before wailing, “(y/n)! i know it’s none of my business but i just think you work yourself way too hard and i see how sleepy you are all the time and you didn’t even eat the cupcakes i made you because you were too busy studying - i thought you loved my cupcakes!”

your eyes widened at the sudden contact and the string of words yamaguchi was babbling in your ear; but you semi-understood what he was getting at. so you steadily turned around to wrap your arms around his neck and rub his spine reassuringly, “i am so sorry, tadashi. i had no idea i was worrying you.”

he shook his head against the skin of your neck, “it’s fine, i worry about everything.” he joked before changing to a more serious tone, “it’s just that-- i think you should care more about yourself. take some time to relax once and a while, y’know?”

his sweet words resulted in your lips curling to a smile while his arms wrapped securely around your body brought you a much-needed feeling of peace, “alright, i’ll try.”

“good.” yamaguchi chirped, pecking your forehead then positioning his face where it was prior, going back to enjoying the feeling of your soft skin agaist his. “-so, are you gonna eat the cupcakes or”

keiji akaashi

♡ he overworks himself too

♡ if anything, i think he’d praise you for being ‘hard-working’ at first ‘:)

♡ but once he notices how much you work and how negatively it’s effecting your mental/physical health, he’ll intervene

♡ like yamaguchi, i think he’d start small by subtly doing things to reverse the effects of your stress

♡ and simultaneously, it kinda helps him too

♡ for example, if you get stress ance, he’ll do a bunch of research on the best skin treatments for it, buy the products then do facemasks with you + create a whole new nightly skincare routine for both of you

♡ or if your not taking care of yourself properly, he’ll book you both in for a spa appointment

♡ or if you’re tense, he’ll get you both massages from those professional ppl that make you strip naked

♡ when they make you get your tiddies out, you know they are a professional masseuse

♡ and he’ll take out on ten times more just to help you relax

♡ also, they’re always slow-paced dates bc like ofc akaashi takes you out to the park/beach for picnics....does he seem the sort of guy to take you bowling?? no.

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you sighed as akaashi brought a spoon up to your lips, looking at you expectantly but you simply whined, “keiji, i should be at home studying right now. you know my exam in 5 months, right?” though akaashi wanted to believe you were joking, the seriousness in your voice made it clear that you genuinely thought 5 months was a short period of time - even considering all the work you’ve already done in preparation for it.

so akaashi simply shrugged in response, continuing to prod your lip with the spoon until you parted you lips, allowing the pudding he made to enter your mouth. then, he pulled it out lower it to observe your pouty expression for a moment; you were so cute that he couldn’t help but smile softly.

“i’m sure you’ll do fine, sweetheart. i believe in you.” he said, gripping your waist before placing a tender kiss on your cheek. “for now, let’s enjoy this perfect weather. it only comes around once a year, so why not make the most of it, hm?”

before you were able to reply, akasshi utilized the hand the had on your waist to pull you back onto the picnic blanket with him, so you were both looking up at the pale blue sky, decorated with delicate clouds. “what do you see?” he inquired, gesturing up to the shapes the clouds formed.

you snickered, slowly intertwining your finger with his as you examined the sky for any familiar shapes or silhouettes in the sky. “oh!” you exclaimed, lifting your index finger to point to a particular cloud adorning the sky, “that kinda looks like my maths professor in a gallon hat.”

akaashi snorted, “i have no idea what your maths professor looks like but alright.”

you laughed, lowing your finger but not everting your gaze from the special cloud you spotted, “what about you, babe? what do you see?”

with a moment of hesitation, akaashi immediately replied, “an angel.”

your eyes scanned across the sky for a cloud in the shape on an angel but you simply couldn’t find the one he was referring to, so you whipped your head to the side to see where he was pointing, only notice that his eyes were fixated on you.

“y-you’re such a simp, keiji.”

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runfast-runfar · 4 years

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Quarantine Days

8/30/20

✨My moms friend is here for the weekend and she brought her pup Dax who is soooo cute but omg a handful. I’ve always known when I get a dog of my own I want (a big dog... I’m a sucker for big dogs.. the bigger the better lol) but I want to adopt an adult dog. I’d never want a puppy I don’t think bc as cute as they are, they’re SO HIGH MANTAINANCE!!!? But he’s cute to have around for 4 days :)

✨Plus him and Thea are buddies. Well for the first day or so, then Thea is over him and just swats at him every 5 minutes lol

✨Anyways, woke up this morning at 8am and took dax on a walk. Then came home and did homework for a few hours in this pig sty of a desk (oops). Definitely need to clean this up soon!

✨Went on a run at noon and it was so nice out today! Little smoke, fresh air, perfect amount of heat with cool breeze :) perfection.

✨Then I walked downtown and got a coffee and met up with my mom and her friend. But they were getting lunch and I wasn’t really hungry so I ended up just walking home which was fine by me.

✨Came home and did some reading on my new hammock until I got too hot to stay out there. But Dax joined me for a bit while Thea was in her tent and it was so cute! He slept for like half an hour while Thea bird watched 🥰

✨Now I’m back in my room post bath, and am going to do another hour of homework before my brother and I go on a walk in a bit. Then no big plans, going to go to bed early ish bc I have SO much reading/hw I have to get done in the next two days!

✨I hope you’re all doing well! Happy sunday ☺️

#me #life #personal #runner #running #vegan #recovery #mental health #college #health #homework #history major #studyblr #puppy #dax #cat #thea #pets #fall 2020 #covid 19 #coronavirus #school #student

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atlfics · 2 years

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Hold Me and Don’t Let Me Go- All Time Low Fanfiction

After a rough night at home, Alex seeks comfort from his boyfriend. High School AU. Word Count: 2365

TW: argument, angst

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7:37PM

Jack: Alex I don’t understand this math shit. Do you?

8:21PM

Jack: Babe, are you there? I still need hw help and want to talk to you.

10:02PM

Jack: Alexxxxx why’re you ignoring meeeeeeee

Jack signed as he put his phone down on his desk after checking to see if his boyfriend had finally texted him back. Right after school, Alex had been texting with Jack constantly, which was normal for the two of them, but eventually, Alex had stopped replying. Jack had tried calling his boyfriend a few times between the texts he’d sent, but was met with Alex’s voicemail greeting every time. He was a bit nervous that he’d done something to upset Alex, they never ignored each other for this long without an explanation.

While Jack didn’t really want to go to sleep without hearing from Alex first, Jack decided that the best thing he could do for himself in this situation was to let it go for the night and get some rest. After packing up his backpack for school the next day, Jack brushed his teeth and changed into his PJs before crawling into his bed.

Once he was settled, he turned out the lamp on his bedside table, then picked his phone back up. It took everything in him to not spam text Alex again, but he really didn’t want to annoy his boyfriend if he really had done something wrong. Jack scrolled through a few different social media sites, then watched a couple videos on YouTube before finally deciding it was time to get some sleep. Since he couldn’t fathom not saying goodnight to Alex, he sent him one last text.

10:32PM

Jack: Alex, I’m going to sleep now. I hope you not texting me isn’t because I did something to upset you. Either way, I’ll see you in school tomorrow. I love you.

Jack plugged his phone into the charger, then turned around in his bed. Just as he was shutting his eyes, he heard tapping on the window above his bed. He was a bit nervous, it was relatively late at night so he didn’t know what to expect. Cautiously, he sat up in his bed and turned to look out the window.

Alex was standing outside of it, looking slightly disheveled, and shivering some, since it was the middle of winter. Feeling a sense of relief, Jack quickly opened up the window and moved the screen out of the way.

“Alex, what’re you doing here? Also, why haven’t you been answering my texts or calls?” Jack asked, still taken aback by the situation.

“Hi, Jack. Can I sleep here tonight?” Alex asked, his voice a bit hoarse.

“Um, yeah, of course, baby. Do you want to maybe come through the front door?”

“If you help me, I can just come through the window,”

“Okay, sure, let’s do that,”

Jack still felt incredibly confused by the situation, but he decided he could ask questions once Alex was safely inside and out of the cold.

“Can you pull me through?” Alex asked, grabbing onto Jack’s hands.

“Yeah, are you ready?”

“I think so,”

With that, Jack carefully started pulling on Alex’s arms, wanting to get him inside without hurting him. His plan almost worked perfectly, failing when Alex’s foot got caught on the window frame, causing him to trip and fall on the floor.

“Alex, are you okay? I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to drop you!” Jack exclaimed, quickly scrambling to help Alex up.

“I’m okay, that was my fault. My damn foot got caught. Don’t worry, I’m fine, Jack,” Alex replied, subtly rubbing the arm that he’d fallen on.

Jack pulled the screen down then closed the window, wanting to keep the cold winter air outside; his room was already cold enough from having two windows in it.

“So, not that I don’t love being with you, but what’re you doing here? It’s kind of late, and you’ve been ignoring my messages,” Jack said, a little nervous for Alex’s answer.

“I just can’t be home right now,”

“Is everything okay, baby?”

“Yeah, um, I’m fine,”

“Alex, are-“

“I’m okay, Jack, I just don’t want to be at home. Do you think we could get in your bed and cuddle as we fall asleep?” Alex requested, his tone of voice telling Jack that he really didn’t want to expand any further than he had.

“Yeah, we can do that, baby. Hey, do you want to borrow some PJs? They’ll be more comfortable than those jeans you’re wearing,”

“Well, if it wouldn’t be too much trouble,”

“It’s no trouble at all, baby. Here, these are the shortest ones I own so they should fit you perfectly,” Jack said, handing Alex a pair of PJ pants covered in llamas with Santa hats on.

“Thanks, Jack, I appreciate it,” Alex said, giving Jack a forced smile.

Once Alex was changed, they both climbed into Jack’s bed and faced each other. Jack wrapped his arms around Alex, letting Alex be the one to burrow his head into Jack’s chest.

They silently stayed like this for a few minutes, until Jack eventually pulled away some to get a good look at Alex. That same look of distress was still on his face, and now there were even tears starting to pool in Alex’s eyes.

“Alex, baby, are you okay?” Jack gently asked, moving one of his hands so he could stroke Alex’s hair.

“Yeah, um,” Alex trailed off, his voice starting to crack some.

“Alex, really, are you okay?”

Instead of replying, Alex shook his head, finally letting out the tears he’d clearly been holding back since he’d arrived. As he cried, Jack tightened his hug, and kissed Alex’s forehead repeatedly as sobs filled the room. Jack eventually started to rub Alex’s back, it was a bit of a challenge to do due to the position they were currently in, but Jack made it work as best he could.

Eventually, the time between Alex’s cries started getting longer, and his breathing settled some.

“Alex, what’s going on? Please tell me, baby,” Jack gently requested, desperately wanting to fix whatever the problem was.

“It’s my parents,” Alex choked out, doing his best to maintain the limited composure he was starting to get back.

“What about them, Alex? What happened?”

“We got into this huge, insane fight. Like, it was me versus them. There was a lot of yelling. It was so fucking stupid, Jack,”

“Alex, I’m so sorry that happened. What was the fight about?”

“Basically, they told me that they don’t approve of me not going to college, and me choosing to pursue the band when we graduate,”

“That’s what it was? Babe, we’re still juniors, graduation is still a while away. Why did it come up tonight?” Jack asked, still stroking Alex’s hair.

“I was in my room, working on the math homework that you’d texted about so I could try to explain it to you once I was finished with it, and both my parents walked in with a bunch of different college brochures. They weren’t even to schools I’d want to go to if I were planning on going to go to college. When they were shoving the information at me, I told them that I didn’t really want to hear about those schools, since we’re planning on pursuing the band full time at this point. They didn’t like that,” Alex explained, doing his best to keep himself calm.

“What did they say? Well, aside from saying that you didn’t have their blessing for the band?”

“Well, they said that, and they said I would be wasting a great opportunity if I didn’t go to college. They said a bunch of people in our hometown back in the U.K. would give up so much to come to America and earn a degree in something. My mom said I was being ungrateful for the opportunities I have that come from us living here,”

“Alex, no offense to your parents, but that’s so stupid. I mean, they’re kind of right in the sense that a lot of people across the world want to get an education here, but that doesn’t mean that you have to, y’know? Listen, this is your life, Alex, if you think that not going to college, and pursuing the band full time will make you the happiest version of yourself that you can be, then that should be all that matters,”

“I wholeheartedly agree with that sentiment, Jack. I know that this is my life, and I should spend it doing what makes me happy but it’s hard not having their approval. I don’t have any siblings, so I’ve spent a lot of time with them over the course of my life. I don’t think I’ve ever actually told you this, but when we first moved here when I was still really young, I had a hard time making friends. Like, I had a bit of an accent, and generally didn’t fit in, so my parents devoted a lot of time to making sure I was happy, and the three of us hung out every single weekend. I guess by going against what they want for me, it feels like I’m telling them that I don’t care about how they were there for me back then,”

Alex’s crying started back up again, so Jack pulled him closer again.

“I understand why you feel that way, babe, but I can promise you that you’re not. They want you to do the safe thing and go to college and get a degree, so that you’ll always have opportunities for jobs and stuff. I don’t think the issue is them not believing in you, and in the band as a whole, I think it’s just scary for a parent to hear that their kid is going to take a huge risk instead of having a slightly more secure future,”

“You’re really using a lot more logic about this than I expected you to,” Alex quietly said, earning a laugh from Jack.

“I know, it’s kind of weird to me, too. Listen, Alex, I promise that one day, they’ll come around. I’ve talked to my parents some about us continuing the band instead of our educations, and when I first brought it up, the horrified looks on their faces were actually comical. They still don’t really love it now, but they’re more okay with it, because I’ve expressed a genuine passion for it, and I think they know that I’ll do whatever I have to do to make the band a legitimate, stable occupation. Over time, your parents will do the same,”

“It’s so hard to not take it all personally, though. Like, it makes me feel like such a letdown when they say stuff like they did tonight,”

“Baby, you’re not a letdown; not to your parents, or to anyone else, especially me. You’re someone who’s exploring his passions and dreams, and who is also doing the work to one day be able to actualize those dreams. I know stuff like this is hard, but it’ll be worth it when the four of us make it. Like, really and truly make it,”

“I want to get to that day, too, but what happens if that day never comes? What if we don’t ever make it?”

“To be honest, I don’t know for sure. I mean, college will always be there if we decide to go, I think that no matter what, our futures will be great, but we just have to take it all one day at a time and not think about this so much. If you and your parents get into it again over this, I’ll be happy to talk with you about it. I’m honestly nervous for the future, too, but we’re not in it yet, we have to focus on the now,”

“You’re right, babe. Thank you for talking some sense into me. Also, I’m really sorry,”

“Sorry? What for?” Jack asked, confused as to where Alex was taking their conversation.

“You called and texted multiple times and I never answered, I just showed up unannounced. I should’ve at least sent a text saying that I was okay, I just didn’t think about it, after the argument, I laid in bed and cried for a bit, upset about everything. I’m sorry for shutting you out and worrying you,”

“Alex, it’s okay, I understand why you did what you did. Yeah, I was concerned about you not answering, but don’t stress. You’re here with me now, and that’s what really matters. I’m just glad you’re safe, and that you talked to me about this,” Jack replied, kissing Alex’s forehead.

“Me too. You’re the best, I love you so much,” Alex said, squeezing Jack tighter in their hug.

“I love you, too. Everything is going to be okay, I promise. Either way, you’ll always have me, and we can get through anything together,”

“Having you makes life so much better. Hey, Jack, do you think we could go to sleep? I’m sorry to cut off our conversation, but you know how after crying, your eyes get super heavy and feel tired? That’s how mine feel now and I’m kind of struggling to keep them open,”

“Absolutely, we should get some sleep so we won’t be falling asleep in class tomorrow. Are you comfortable like this?”

“Yeah, I’m always comfortable in your arms,” Alex stated, making Jack’s heart flutter.

“Good, I’m glad to hear that. Sleep well, baby, I love you,”

“I love you, too. Thank you for everything,”

Instead of replying, Jack squeezed Alex one last time, then shifted a bit so they could both comfortably fall asleep. Due to his exhaustion from the night he had, Alex was asleep and lightly snoring within minutes, but Jack laid awake for a bit, looking out his window. The world out there was big and filled with uncertainties, but Jack knew that he could get through all of that, as long as he had Alex by his side. Eventually, Jack’s eyes felt heavy, so he closed them, quickly drifting off to sleep with a smile on his face.

A/N: Hi everyone, I really meant to write up a request and have that be what I post today, but that didn't happen, and I already had this written! This is actually one of my favorite fics I've ever written, I got the general idea from S1E4 of Euphoria (one of the last scenes of the episode), and thought it would be fun to turn it into a fic! As always, feel free to send in requests or ideas, and I'll get them written ASAP! Thanks for reading! -Liv

#Alex Gaskarth #Jack Barakat #Rian Dawson #Zack Merrick #ATL #all time low #Jalex

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Choose Your Glucose Guardian! (Sawamura Daichi Ver.)

💕Hello! This is the first part to a fic in my captains series. I hope you like it. I really love this story and treasure it a lot, I hope that you enjoy it as much as I do!

Minor Spoiler for the episode, The Flight of the Spineless.

You can find the other parts of this series here: Ushijima Wakatoshi

Tagginng @ceo-of-daichi because its Daichi 🥺💕

Without further ado, here it is!!

If y/n could turn back time, she would go back to her first year of high school. She would’ve lived without regrets and did all the things she wanted to do. She would’ve joined the dance team earlier, she would’ve entered more competitions. She would’ve hung out with her friends more, supported them in every game they had. And most of all she would’ve followed her heart. She would’ve said yes to a boy from her high school, the muse of all her dance performances to this day.

Oh how she wished she had let go of her fears, how she wished that she just said those simple words; “yes, I like you too.” Who knows, maybe she would be happier then than now… But, those days were in the past, but her days were nothing but downhill from high school, sadly. Sure, y/n was a good dancer, but then, the theme of longing in her dances never really made her reach her full potential. She was always stuck with the same feel, the same aura, no change, no variety. This made her somewhat, a boring dancer… something many dancers feared. As a student at a dance academy, she was once the top of her class… and now she isn’t the best. Her dances looked the same, her instructor would even suggest that she would go out and spend more time with the people around her, than to stay cooped up in the studio practicing to get better.

Sure, she could do that, do better technical moves, have a better flow, be a lot more flexible. But that was never the problem. The problem has always been her lack of adventure and her lack of personal vibrancy. So here she sat, in front of the dance studio, waiting for her friend to walk her home as it was late at night. Sure it would’ve been a short walk or so, but she lived outside of the campus… and her best friend Hinata wouldn’t allow her to go out alone on a night like this.

You see, y/n didn’t have enough money to get a dorm room on campus. She was raised by a single mother and she was ill. Y/n also worked part time at a local bakeshop on weekends and when she had off days or afternoons without classes to pay for her mother’s hospital bills. Not only did she have this on her plate, she also had an 8 year old sister to take care of… So at the age of 22, y/n is the only source of income for her family.

At first she did really well, she won competitions and was even the talk of the town, but eventually she really did lose everything. She had to stay positive however, for her mother and her sister.

“y/n!” A male voice calls out to her, snapping her out of her thoughts, Hinata Shoyo was there, panting heavily as he stood in front of her.

She smiled “Hinata!”

He smiled widely putting his arm around her while taking her bag, “Now, let’s get you home! Your sister is waiting.”

It was always like this, they would start on the path to her house, hand in hand as he held her things. They were both scholarship students at this school, but Hinata had so much potential, so he got a dorm room with a friend of theirs from high school, Miya Atsumu, a boy who was a year older than the two.

Hinata was as bright as the sun, a promising and current volleyball player for a team in Japan. He was reliable, sweet, energetic and an all around sweetheart you would want to be with. He was the highlight of everyone’s days, everyone in their friend group loved him ever since they were in high school.

First year, Karasuno High School, Class 1-5. This was a big step into the world of high school for you. First year, it left a sense of adventure and curiosity light up within you. This would be the best years of your life, you had hoped. You weren’t one to shy away from the sun, but you weren’t too reckless either. You were smart and kind, but that wasn’t the only thing that was great about you. You were born to dance, a star, a spark of joy on the stage. You couldn’t live without the music. You had always been able to dance to any type of song, any genre and you could do it. But, since it was your first year, you decided to play it safe and focus on your grades for the first semester.

So there you sat, with your headphones on as you listened to another song to choreograph for. Your feet tapping to the rhythm as your hands moved in small motions that symbolized dance moves. It was too early for most students to be there, but you wanted to get out of the house as soon as possible as it was your first day at high school.

You eventually stood up, immersed in the music dancing to it and closing your eyes as the music flowed throughout your soul. The song was beautiful and light, a bright but sweet song that felt like the taste of first love. You danced and danced feeling the happiness flowing through the song, and eventually, it came to a stop.

You opened your eyes to see a classmate of yours, so she seems, standing a few meters away from you, clapping. She had a beautiful smile and blonde hair, she smiled at you and clapped once more.

You turned away to hide your blush and used your headphones as an excuse since you put them on your desk.

The blonde girl, who is a little bit shorter than you, walked up to you and smiled, “You dance beautifully.”

You smiled back, still a little bit flustered, “Thank you… I’m l/n y/n by the way.”

“Yachi Hitoka, I’m from this class too.”

Eventually you learned that you two had a lot of things in common, and that you were seatmates. As the day went by, you and Yachi had become fast friends, despite her being shy when other people started coming in.

Everyday would consist of you and Yachi hanging out happily together… all until she came rushing back to the classroom with two application forms in her hand. Both of you still didn’t have any clubs or orgs you joined so you were confused and excited that she had forms in her hands.

“What is it Yacchan?” you asked her as you studied her worried features.

“y/n-chan they want us to be managers for the boys’ volleyball team!!!” She sighs sadly.

“What was I thinking? But then the senpai giving me instructions was so pretty that I got distracted…. If you were awake we could’ve talked to her together and maybe…”

You laughed slightly as Yachi kept going on about how she doesn’t know what to do or what she had gotten both of you into. You thought of it for a while, maybe this was the sign you needed to do things and stop studying 24/7… so it was one of the risks you actually took.

“Let’s do it, Yacchan!” You said, taking a form from her and filling it up.

She looks at you shocked, “Eh? I thought you were going to apply to the dance team?”

You thought about it once more, “Eh, I’ll do it next year, I have 2 years left after that you know!”

She sighed and filled up her own form, knowing that she will never be able to convince you not to join.

So on that fateful day, you became friends with the people who stand with you now.

Hinata noticed that you had stopped replying to him about how your day was only to see you in deep thought.

“y/n? y/n-chan~~” he knew that if he called you that, there was a higher possibility that you would snap out of it and show him that cute flustered face of yours. He lived for that reaction of yours… but he would never tell you that. Or at least, he hoped, not for now.

True enough what Hinata wished for had happened, "Yeah? Oh sorry…" your face was awfully red and you both knew it.

He shakes his head, "It's fine, what were you thinking of?"

You sighed as puffs of clouds formed due to the cold, "I was thinking of how I first met all of you…"

He smiled a little, hiding a bit of pain that came with those memories. Because he knew that no matter what memory you had of high school you were thinking of… you would always backtrack to him.

The person he wished would leave you and your thoughts. But he knew that he would always have a chance, as long as he was there with you and not with that man.

"I see, were you thinking of how good looking I was then, up until now?" He joked as you made a face.

"I swear, Atsumu is rubbing off on you."

"Oh but that makes me funnier!" He held your hand tighter.

Your face brightened once more in a rosy hue as you both found yourselves at your doorstep.

He smiled again and handed you your gym bag, "I'll see you on Sunday?"

"Yeah, you will. Don't worry Hinata, I'm not going anywhere."

He nodded as you said this and kissed your forehead. "Sleep well, y/n."

He watched you enter your house as you waved bye to him. He eventually walks down the street, back to the school dorms.

You enter the house to see that your little sister had eaten the food you left for her to reheat. She left a note saying that she did not have hw and that you should rest. Your heart felt happier at the gesture. This made your resolve to do what you were about to do stronger.

But for a split second, you had thought of Hinata. 'What would he say?'

You didn't really understand how you felt about him. Whether you actually loved him or not the latter part being more confusing since you knew you were not over that person.

But either way, none of that would matter anymore. Funds were not getting easier to come by and you didn't want your friends to keep worrying and giving you money they needed as well… so you did what you thought was best. You signed up on a sugar baby app.

You had been putting off checking the app in order to not sound desperate and to see who would actually wait. You honestly found this somewhat difficult to do at first, but your friend f/n had suggested it as a last resort. You didn’t really want to do this but she reassured you that the men on this specific app were not creeps and that they were pretty young and knew how to respect boundaries.

As you logged onto your phone you noticed one specific message that seemed to be interesting and mysterious. The man had the username onceavolleydad and he had no pictures of his actual face and name, but he had credentials and the app to prove his age and status. He was rich as he owned a chain of gyms around Japan. He also looked pretty attractive, or well, his body did. But that wasn’t what you were there for, it was his message that caught your eye.

“(l/n) (y/n), what a pretty name for a girl who has the beauty of a lilac. I would love to know more about you and if you would at least, become someone I could talk to? I’d love to meet you on Friday night, 8pm, at a small coffee shop? I will be sending the address in the next message.”

You were interested, one because he seemed nice, and two because he mentioned your favorite flower. It could all be by chance, but you were one of those people who were interested in signs every now and then. You took a deep breath and nodded your head, you were going to do this, he was the one you were going to reply to.

“ Hello, onceavolleydad. I would be delighted to meet with you then, maybe we could talk a little about the boundaries I have set and see where this goes?”

Within 3 minutes you get a reply; “Sure, I’ll see you later then.”

Wait… later??? You looked at your phone and noticed that it was indeed, Friday7:20 pm. With that you rushed to your room and got ready to go to the said address. You wore your best clothes, the ones that were cute and in season and penned a note to your sister saying that you had gone out with friends for a bit.

As you walked down the street, you carried your pepper spray in your coat pocket and your phone in your other hand. You walked down street after street until you passed by your university and some other places you would normally go to. Eventually you had found the cafe, and were about to cross when some high school students started hitting on you.

“Hey, pretty girl, mind giving me your number?” a student in their uniform smirked as they blocked your way.

“No thanks, I’m not interested.” you said pushing them away as you try to make your way away from them.

“C’mon beautiful lady,” one of them grabbed onto your arm as you let go of your pepper spray.

“Let me go!” you struggled as they got closer to you.

“Didn’t she say to let her go?” A deep voice said, you knew that voice.

The boys let go of you and there you stood, face to face with him.

The one and only, Sawamura Daichi.

The boy you loved and said no to in high school.

“D-daichi-senpai?” You looked like you had seen a ghost.

“Y/n, can I talk to you for a minute? Preferably in my car…?” he rubbed the back of his neck.

“Sure, but I’m meeting someone tonight.” You mumbled, slightly ashamed.

“I know.”

You looked up at him, “What do you mean, senpai?”

“Well for one, I’m onceavolleydad…”

You couldn’t believe what you had just heard. Sawamura Daichi, your senior, wanted you as his sugar baby. You were confused, not even mad or anything, but confused.

“Were you stalking me? Who told you I was on the app? You don’t even know (f/n)...oh god, what if Hinata knows?”

Your questions made you fall only for Daichi to catch you. As he was always calm, he asked you to follow him to his car. You reluctantly agreed and you both sat there, silent at first. Why, why was he doing this?

You thought he pitied you, but when you looked at his eyes, that wasn’t the emotion they held. His eyes had this unreadable emotion, or at least in that moment, it felt that way.

He was the first to speak, “Look, (y/n) I know this is weird, but no I wasn’t stalking you. I signed up for the app the same way you did, upon the recommendation of a friend. I happened to see you and thought, I thought I should give it a shot.”

You stared straight into his eyes, something he honestly loved about you. He knew better than to shy away from your stare. He knew that if he wanted you to know he was sincere, he would have to keep eye contact with you. He still loved you, he knew that you were just scared back then, and that you didn’t want to risk anything because of your family.

And here you were, risking everything for them once again, something he admired you for. He didn’t know how bad your circumstances were, nor was he sure that you would actually tell him. But he truly did want to reconnect with you, even if it were to be just as a friend. He wanted to befriend you once again, step by step, no matter how long it took.

As you looked into his eyes, you could see that he was telling the truth, there was no pity in his eyes, but his eyes did hold a warmth to them. They felt so calming, they felt sweet and full of love. He’s as genuine as he ever was. And this was one of the things that drew you to him, something that you loved about the once captain of your high school volleyball team. But you didn’t want to be attached once more. After all, wasn’t this a business thing? But if it was, wouldn’t he be looking at you with pity?

You stopped staring into his eyes and looked down at your lap, as your hands fiddled with your coat ties. Daichi stared, thinking about how you haven’t changed as much as you were in high school. He still saw you as the woman he liked, the beautiful dancer he saw that day…

Daichi was walking down the first years’ hallway in Karasuno, looking for the other second years classrooms on the same floor when he saw you. There you were, in an empty classroom, dancing with grace and poise. He wasn’t going to stare long, he was going to leave. But, he couldn’t stop, he kept staring at you, enthralled by your beauty as you felt the song. Eventually, a girl who was in the same class started watching you dance and he pretended to do something.

“Thank you...I’m (l/n) (y/n) by the way.”

He hears you say this as he walks away, hmm, (l/n) (y/n). Maybe I'll see her around.

Your dance shook him and consumed his nights, he wanted to get to know you and how you could have such an effect on him.

He eventually got the chance when Kiyoko had come in one day with you and your friend, Yachi and introduced you both as the new first year managers. He was over the moon and he almost lost his composure, something the other third years were quick to notice. As you studied what to do with Yachi, he couldn’t help but stare.

Sugawara nudged him, “Hey, Daichi… do you know the first years? You keep staring at (y/n)-chan~”

He abruptly stopped staring, as the older setter and ace laughed, “Shut it, both of you.”

“Daichi’s got a crush~” Sugawara teases as Asahi tries to calm down a stressed Daichi.

Eventually, you did become close friends. You were there when he got that injury from crashing into Tanaka. He could remember you crying over it as you were the one sent to watch over him.

“Don’t cry (y/n)-chan”

You started crying more as he reassured you that he was okay, “B-but you g-got hurt Daichi-senpai. You’re bleeding, it must hurt a lot.”

He tried to laugh but winced as soon as he did, “Don’t worry (y/n)-chan, I’ll be fine. You’re here aren't you? So that means I’ll get better because you care for me!”

You had finally stopped crying and you gave him a weak smile, “Okay Daichi-senpai, I’ll be here!”

Once you two had returned he felt content that you were feeling better, it even made him forget about the pain in his face and the tooth he lost.

“You wanted to talk about your boundaries?” He said as his voice snapped you out of your own thoughts.

You stared at him with wide eyes, “...Well that is, if you would still accept?”

You didn’t know what to say, you didn’t exactly think that you were going to reconnect in such a way. “Daichi-senpai I know you mean well but I-”

“But what? You don’t want to feel like you’re leeching off someone you know? (y/n) I chose you because I wanted to see you again, no matter what the circumstances were. I don’t know if you’re with anyone or anything but I can be a friend. Just a friend, I can be a shoulder to lean on” Daichi put a hand on top of one of yours.

There was a moment of silence, he knew you were conflicted.

“Okay, I know I must’ve overwhelmed you, but I hope you know I'm alway-”

“I’ll do it. I’ll be your friend.” you held onto his hand for a bit and smiled.

He smiled back, he wanted to kiss you right then and there, but he knew that he would be a friend in your eyes. Hopefully, only for now and not in the future.

He let go of your hand when your grip loosened, not wanting to make things awkward, “Alright, why don’t we talk about the boundaries we’ll set in the cafe over some tea?”

Once you woke up the next day, you had a scarf on your bed next to your coat, a scarf that wasn’t yours…

You were on your way to the park as you and Daichi felt that it would be better to get some fresh air as the cafe was teeming with high school students trying to study for their classes. The air was cold, and you shivered a little. Soon enough Daichi had taken off his scarf.

“No, Daichi-senpai, you don’t have to do this, it's completely fine.” you try giving him back the scarf but he starts wrapping it around you.

Once you had given up he gives you a bright smile, “There we go. That’s better isn’t it?”

He tucked the strands of hair away from your face and you both turned red as he realized what he had done. “Ah (y/n) I’m sorry I didn’t mean to…”

As he heard your dorky laugh he was met with confusion, “It’s okay senpai. You didn’t mean any harm, I know.”

He laughed the awkwardness away as you two sat a little bit apart on a park bench. The air was awkward, but somehow calming at the same time. You didn’t know what to say but eventually you started talking about uni and other things, and you felt at ease… just like the way you felt with Hinata…

You shook your head, he’s your friend, that's all there is to it. It was a Saturday and you were getting ready to work at the local bakeshop when you got a text from Hinata.

“Hey (y/n)! Are you free after your shifts at the bakeshop today? Kenma and Akaashi-san are going to be visiting today.”

You smiled, it had been a while since you’ve seen those two and you were always happy to see them. Akaashi and Kenma have been some of your most supportive friends, sure they were quiet, but they were always there for you. They were there for you when your mom slipped into her coma, they were there when you first failed a dance recital… but of course, someone who has been there since the beginning would be Hinata. To spend a day with your favorite boys would be wonderful.

“Yeah, I’ll be free by around 3:00pm, is that fine?” you reply to him.

Soon enough the next reply comes in as you wave goodbye to your sister and leave the house. You had already arranged for a cousin to pick up your little sis to watch her for the day and she was on her way to your place.

“Alright! We’ll come to get you then, wear something nice to work okay ;>”

As you looked down at your skirt and sweater you chuckled and sent a selfie to him, “Is this good enough? xD”

You got a reply almost immediately, “No fair, why’d you send a picture?”

You put your phone in your bag after replying to him and head on to your workplace ready to start the day.

Work was tiring but fun at the same time. There were times that you would be serving the customers and times that you would be behind the cash register or even times when you would create latte art or frosting art to help the bakers. The cute uniform you wore at work was a plus too. It was one of those fun days when you would be serving customers. Most of the customers at the bakeshop you worked at were nice people.

There was this nice high school couple who were now your friends, they went to a school nearby and they loved sharing stories with you, their senior. There was also the grandmother who loved stopping by to buy the best meat buns for her grandkids. There are so many nice people who come to your shop on a regular basis that it's like you all have this small community together.

Today however, wasn’t one of those days. There was one customer that had found you cute and wouldn’t stop asking you for your number. Your manager had even tried to intervene by changing servers from you to a male co-worker but this customer would not budge. He would still try to get you to stop when you would pass by his table. You didn’t think that he would actually do anything, but you were wrong. As you passed by with an empty tray he grabbed your arm and smiled sweetly, something you found sickening.

“C’mon sweet cheeks, a number is all I ask for.” his grip tightened.

You tried to get away from him as your co-workers were on alert, “I’m sorry would you please let me go? I’m not interested.”

He was about to pull you closer when someone stepped in front of you, “She said she wasn’t interested, so let her go.”

It was Daichi, he had saved you once more.

Little did you know, someone else had wanted to save you…

Your three friends, Hinata, Kenma and Akaashi were on the way to the bakeshop you worked at. They were walking down the street when Kenma asked HInata about how you were.

“She’s doing fine, but she still has the same feel, nothing has actually changed…” Hinata sighed deeply, wishing you would notice his feelings.

Akaashi looked up from his phone, “You do know, that she’s changed a little, right?”

Kenma nods in agreement as they kept walking, “She wouldn’t send you random pictures before. How could you have not noticed, Shoyo?”

Hinata stopped in his tracks, and smiled as wide as he could. “She does do that now!”

He then starts talking about how pretty you are and how much he loves you. You were the brightest light in his life, no matter what they would say. He wanted to be there with you, every step of the way. He was there when you felt like the world was against you. You were his inspiration during volleyball games. Whenever you had time to visit his games he would look at you and play the best he could.

They walked down to the corner of the street and turned left, only for Kenma and Akaashi to stop walking in front of the bakeshop as Hinata kept going on about you.

“Hey, what-” He freezes when he sees you being held onto by a man who clearly is making you uncomfortable. He was about to step in when Akaashi stops him, he would’ve hit Akaashi if it weren’t for Kenma pointing to the direction of the bakeshop door, the one person Hinata couldn’t help but not want near you, no matter how selfish it sounded, was there, and he saved you instead of him.

Sawamura Daichi was back into your life somehow, and he knew that it was going to be something that might hurt one of you in the end.

Daichi had stood in front of you and the customer, his other hand holding yours, it gave you a sense of comfort. He smiled at the customer, not a nice one, but a smile that asserted power the customer tried to put on a strong front but eventually muttered an apology.

“Sorry, did you say anything? I believe this lady deserves a proper apology.” He said as your coworkers blocked off the man from leaving.

The man looked down, “Okay, I’m sorry! I won’t be bothering her again…”

Daichi nodded and smiled at you before glaring at the man once more, “If you touch or try to harass my girlfriend one more time, I won’t be as nice.”

You blushed a little at his words and looked at him wide eyed, he only winked at you as the customer left the bakeshop.

Soon enough you two were seated near the cash register, “Are you alright (y/n)? I’m sorry if I went too far I only wanted him to stop bothering you.”

“It's okay senpai,” you reassured him, “I know you mean to keep me safe.”

“You know you can call me Daichi, we aren’t in high school anymore, and I preferred if you called me that…” his cheeks turned into a reddish hue.

You hid your somewhat excitement and agreed, “Alright, Daichi.”

You then see Kenma, Akaashi, and Hinata enter the bakeshop and you waved them over with a smile.

“(y/n)!” Akaashi gives you one of his rare smiles as he hugs you, “it’s been a while.”

Kenma gave you a nod and you did your weird handshake as Akaashi laughed and Hinata gave a weaker one.

“Oh, I hope you don’t mind that Daichi is here?” you smile at your friends who were also friends with Daichi once.

“I hope I’m not intruding,” he smiled as he caught up with Akaashi and Kenma, Hinata staying off to the side a little, wanting to talk to you about how this all happened.

“So... How did you guys reconnect?” Hinata asked you with curious eyes.

“Oh, we saw each other yesterday when I needed to go out for a bit.” You weren’t lying to him, technically.

He nodded, “I see, I see. How did he find this place?”

Daichi overheard and smiled at Hinata, “I was recommended this place by some friends, Kuroo and Bokuto to be exact.”

Hinata smiled weakly, still conflicted by the feeling of hating his former captain, or accepting the fate that has brought them to reconnect and hopefully be friends again. But then, he knew that the latter had more risks than merits. But he knew that Daichi never really meant harm towards anyone. In fact, Hinata has always admired Daichi for this, but he knew that this would mean that he could take you away…

You, Hinata and the rest of the boys spent the whole afternoon together at the park after your shifts were over. You enjoyed doing the simple things like getting ice cream together and going to bookstores and other small shops. When the day was over, Kenma and Akaashi bid the rest of you goodbye as you now walked with Daichi and Hinata on either of your sides. The silence felt slightly awkward but calming to you. But on the inside, you were panicking internally as these were the boys you loved beyond the bounds of friendship.

“I should probably get home,” you chuckle lightly.

“I’ll drive you-”

“I’ll walk you-”

They both say at the same time as you laughed at them both.

“Hmm, who should I have escort me home~?” you teased.

The three of you laughed together, your laugh less tension filled than theirs. Once the laughter died down you stared out a bit, thinking of who you would choose.

“Ah, I know, how about a game of rock paper scissors?” you set them up for a challenge and neither man wanted to fail.

They both nodded, Daichi extending his arm out to make a fist, Hinata following suit.

“Rock”

“Paper” you put your hands on theirs,

“Scissors…” both of them are now even more determined to hear your laugh and the words good night said to one of them and only one of them.

You let go and they choose their stances once you say “Shoot!”

Daichi wins with rock, over Hinata’s scissors.

Hinata pouts as Daichi laughs a little, and for a moment, it felt as if you were back in high school… Hinata felt like it was just yesterday when he had figured things out.

“Oi, Hinata! Quit slacking off watching y/n & Yachi. We need to get this right!” a frustrated first year Kageyama Tobio yells to the orange-haired boy a few spots away from him on the court.

Hinata gets hit by a flying volleyball to his head, “Kageyama, you’re just like Iwaizumi san!”

The three girls on the side of the court laugh as they take notes and help the others. y/n looks up from her notes and smiles at him, giving him a thumbs up.

Hinata turned red a little, he never understood why he felt this way, or why he would turn red whenever y/n smiled at him. Turning away to focus, he seemed more fired up than ever to those on and off the court.

Daichi had gone up to you after the game and was joking around with you and Ennoshita. Hinata felt a weird growing feeling of annoyance in him every time you would laugh at Daichi’s jokes. He hated it the most when he would ruffle your hair and you would become flustered.

“Oi, stop staring daggers into our Captain idiot!” Kageyama said as Yachi handed him his water bottle.

Yachi looked into the direction the two boys were staring at and she chuckled. Hinata looked at the blonde and tilted his head in confusion. The girl just kept laughing as his growing annoyance still stayed, as if it was going to eat him up.

She looked at Hinata and stopped laughing. Yachi took a deep breath and stared Hinata in the eye, “You need to listen to what I say, okay Hinata-kun?”

He looked even more puzzled but looked to y/n and Daichi once more…”Alright Yacchan what is it?”

“...Have you ever considered that you may be crushing on y/n-chan?”

Hinata felt like he was hit with a volleyball of realization...and ever since then, his feelings have not changed.

“Hinata, is it alright for me to take y/n home? Would you want a ride too?” Daichi asked as you and him stared at the tangerine haired boy.

He smiled and shook his head, “No it’s okay senpai, I’m meeting Kageyama today.”

Technically not a lie, since he would call his close friend out tonight after all this.

You pout and Hinata swore that he would’ve melted, “You didn’t tell me you were meeting Kageyama-kun.”

He laughed it off, “It was sort of last minute…”

“It's okay!” you assure him “But you have to tell kageyama that we should all meet soon okay?”

He nods and you leave with Daichi after the older male waves and smiles to Hinata.

He could already feel some of high school’s pain come creeping up at him.

“Hey Kageyama, can we go drinking tonight?” He asks on the phone and Kageyama already knows what's up.

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Hey! I'm really happy for you, congratulations on reaching 100 followers. Thank you for sharing your work.

I was hoping I could join the matchup event. This is my first, so sorry if I get anything wrong.

💠Fandom: JJK/Saiki K, write for whichever you find most fitting.

💠I'm transmasc genderfluid, he/they pronouns, but you can only use he if it makes it easier.

💠Trope: frenemies/rivals to lovers(?)

💠Three things about me:

🔹️ my love language is acts of service; I like helping people, i feel like shit when i cant help people, i cry when people help me. What I usually do is help someone with their hw (somehow, my academics are pretty good), clean for them, cook for them and bring/buy/lend them stuff they need.

🔹️I'm observant and quick to analyze, but I lack confidence in my opinion (as in I dont think my opinion is needed or correct) so I usually stay silent.

🔹️I look cold on the outside, but I try my best to be an inviting person when someone approaches me. Otherwise, I dont speak to anyone.

💠. People I get along with

🔹️ I honestly get along with initiative people. If they dont mind starting conversations and inviting me on their own, theres a high chance we will become friends.

🔹️I like a person that just comes up to me and start talking, but also a person that knows when to give me a break. I'd like it if they're passionate in something.

🔹️Maybe also a person who can tolerate insults, because I am always the "I'm so done with your bullshit" guy and I will voice that a lot. Though if they're uncomfortable, I'll try to wind it down.

Hopefully this wasn't too much. Also, sorry if I'm past the deadline, it's still July 4th for me. Stay safe.

Your Match Is

Shun Kaidou

Why?

Kaidou often tries his hardest to seem interesting in front of people.

His over the top confidence will allow him to approach you, and chances are he'll try and seem as cool at possible while doing so.

If you want passion with Kaidou, you've got it. He will not hesitate to voice his opinions, and if you insult him chances are he'll attempt to insult you back before tripping on his words.

While he seems like a complete idiot sometimes, he is rather academically and possibly emotionally adept.

This will enable him to understand when you want to take a break from things.

If he ever needs help with something, he'll go straight to you. His grades are pretty good so far, but if he's confused you can bet he'll be awkwardly asking to study with you.

Your maturity and his over-the-top act will make a great pair, especially because you can keep him in check.

🂠🃑🃁🂱🂡

First Impressions

Shun Kaidou can be an idiot sometimes. There wasn't any denying that fact.

You weren't in his class, so of course he had hardly any clue who you are. So naturally when he saw you in the library, (looking all intimidating in his eyes), he had to find out just who you are.

That actually wasn't hard. All he had to do was walk up to you and attempt to demand who you are.

And, he tried.

He walked right up to you and said something along the lines of "You! Who... Are–What is your– who... what's your name..."

He tried his best, but his words died in his throat when you turned lidded, uninterested eyes his way. You didn't mean to look so cold and uninterested, you just didn't have the time to gague his reactions.

You attempted to lighten your gaze, and put out a little "(L/n)," but Kaidou already made up his mind about you.

His thoughts being "Oh my god what the hell is he trying to do?" And then "wait but they didn't do anything... NO, they must be trying to throw my game off! He's a menace!" It was a hasle. You didn't know you could see someone's thoughts on their face like that, but Kaidou had just proved you wrong.

He simply turned and attempted to make a fast get away, his face becoming progressively more red in the process.

Kaidou's Crush Phase

Denial.

All denial, all the time.

After your first encounter, Shun tried his best to run into you 'on accident.'

You found it weird, and started to find him very... Not charming, if that makes any sense.

When you finally confronted him about it, he just sputtered and said something about you being his rival now.

You, (being you), told him to "Cut the shit and just tell you" what was actually going on.

He, again, said something about rivalry and walked out of the door awkwardly.

His crush on you was there from the beginning, in all honesty.

He just didn't know how to deal with it, and that's led to you disliking him to a degree.

Sometimes he leaves pencils on your desk before you get to your class if he has an extra or if you've forgotten one.

Which brings us on to our next topic

🂠🃑🃁🂱🂡

Frenemies

After a while, you decided that maybe you were a bit harsh on Kaidou.

He was just trying his best after all, it's not like he was doing anything heinous. You walked up to him, (taking him by surprise), and gently placed hour hand on his shoulder.

He jumped when he turned around. "Sorry for being so unreasonably harsh," you looked to the side. He went red. "Is everything okay?" You asked in an attempt to maintain a calm demeanor.

He just nodded very fast and darted away. While he may he awkward now, he gets better later on.

🂠🃑🃁🂱🂡

Confession

Kaidou's confession wasn't really a confession.

His form of affection is little things.

Like I mentioned, he'll leave pencils for you if you need them, or organize a playlist for you.

Hell, he'll even let you in on his Dark Reunion business.

When it comes to the 'not really confession,' it's because slowly you just worked up to doing couple stuff.

You are more direct than he is, so you were the one to tell him how you felt.

You said something like "Can we just start officially dating already?"

He got kind of defensive, but nodded with a little smile on his face.

So convoluted for no reason.

🂠🃑🃁🂱🂡

Honorable Mention

Kuboyasu Aren

#male reader #...event

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Tips for Working with ADHD During Online School (or Work)!

This is really late and I don’t really know why I didn't do this earlier, but here we are! I thought I’d publish a list of tips and tricks that have helped me while doing school online - mostly long homework sessions - (and might help with online working). Even though it is the summer, some people are still working or doing summer school, so I hope this helps someone who needs it!

Get everything you’ll need or even the stuff you might need. It saves you from having to get up if you’re on a roll and breaking your streak (or maybe you find you can’t get up to get it bc ~executive dysfunction~)

If you find you don’t have something you need and it’s not pressing, wait until a pause or you’re getting up anyways, ie you’re getting up to fill your water bottle and you’re gonna need your phone charger. Take that time to go to the bathroom, get a snack, etc. I find this the best way to get around executive dysfunction because I didn’t want to get up for that one small thing earlier, but now I’m up for something else and I can kinda justify my other tasks, in a way? It’s like, I get up, and I'm like “well I'm already getting water, might as well just grab a snack and my phone charger too”

I’m terrible at prioritizing, so I try to prioritize the most obvious assignments first. You have one assignment due at 3 and another at 6? Do the 3 pm deadline first. You have a certain class that you have more missing assignments in than another? Do that homework first. If you can’t prioritize, try to think of the most logical order.

I usually do all my assignments for one class in a block because I get on a roll. Like, my brain is thinking in chemistry or whatever, so I knock out all my chem assignments at one time (this has to do with ADHD brains not being very good at jumping from task to task).

I started planning heavy hw days on google calendar. For example, I just list all the assignments I have to do and what time to do them and calendar will give me a little notification 10 and 5 minutes before a new task starts (this also helps me keep track of how time is passing because adhd brains aren’t too great at that either). Tip: give yourself much more time than you think you need—I usually give an hour unless it’s a super short assignment. Even if you’re 100% sure that you’ll finish it in under an hour, give yourself an hour and you feel a sense of accomplishment (and get a lil dopamine boost—we tend to be short on that too) because you finished something earlier than expected and you get ahead of schedule (which, if you finish before you plan on, will also give you a dopamine boost at the end).

Keep a bottle of water near you and a snack or two if you want. I need my meds to stay focused on my assignments for longer than an hour or so and it drastically improves my executive function (this is specifically for me, I don't know how meds work for everyone else). But the side effects of all three different types of meds I’ve taken have all come up/been worse when I don’t drink enough water. Also it’s just good for you. My meds kill my appetite, so I don’t need snacks, but if you get hungry, go for it.

Most of the time, I like having someone or a list giving me explicit instructions, kind of like a checklist I can check off. So even if you don’t use a calendar, I suggest putting your assignments in a numbered or bulleted list and then you can just check them off as you move down the list. It also tells me what to do next, because I’ll just do whatever I feel like doing most of the time and a list gives me direction. (Also, having one central list helps me keep everything in one place so I don’t have to go hunting through each of my class schedules for all my class assignments)

I have a little calendar chart for the week I created on google docs and there I list what assignments are due on which days of the week that I fill out on Monday. Once I fill it out, I spread out the assignments over the week (because a good 75% of them are due on Friday) so I have around 4 assignments due each day (which generally takes me from 9 or 10 to anywhere from 3 to 5. Even then I’ll usually not have enough work to spread over 5 days (because most of my teachers aren’t pure evil) so I’ll sprinkle in some of my many missing assignments in there on the lighter days. Also, it prevents me from only doing one or two assignments for a few days and then realizing that to not have any late work, I’ll have to complete 5 in one day (that’s happened before. It was extremely stressful and I didn't finish all my assignments. 0/10 do not recommend).

Take plenty of little breaks. We’ll get mentally tired from hours straight of just doing schoolwork (I’m not 100% sure if this is an adhd thing so don’t quote me on it but I’m pretty sure) so take a 15-30 minute break every few hours or assignments, maybe 20 minutes every 1.5 hours or after you finish two assignments or whatever works for you. Read a few chapters of your book, watch an episode of your favorite show, or make some food and scroll mindlessly through tumblr, whatever makes you happy. Just plan them ahead so you don’t get sucked in to doing 3, 4, 5 hours of work nonstop by setting an alarm for a specific time or putting it on your calendar.

Have a special place to do your work. I can't speak for everyone, but a lot of my motivation comes from habits, so I’ll do work (and only work) at my desk and not in my chair or bed or whatever (even though it’s way more comfortable) so when I sit down my brains like “ok it’s time to work I gotchu”

Not necessarily for working, but for zoom calls: get your favorite stim to use during those. A lot of teachers will ramble on and on and I’ve gotten so fidgety during these calls its really noticeable (aka, you can literally see me trying to crack my neck/back/fingers every five seconds) so I’ve taken to having some scissors and one of my many balls of yarn on my desk so I can start braiding or fingerknitting some yarn while my teachers ramble.

Sidenote: fingerknitting is a really great stim (for me, at least) because it requires basic, repetitive motions that don’t require me to look at my fingers. I once read like 14 (?) scenes of Shakespeare almost all in a row and I swear, I was only able to do that because of the fingerknitting. It’s super simple and you could probably find dozens of short tutorials on youtube.

I'm pretty sure this is only a mac thing, but on my computer, I have it set to announce the time on the hour, every hour and I find it helps with my complete time blindness and helps me not get sucked into doing a 1 hour project for 2 hours. Also if i'm working on a project that’s taking longer than expected and I have a zoom call at, say, 11, then the computer will break me out of my homework trance and I’ll realize what time it is (if that makes sense) and it’s prevented me from being late to a zoom many times. To get your macbook to do this, you go to the desktop —> settings —> date and time —> and then click “announce the time”, and you can choose whether you want it to announce it every hour, half an hour, or fifteen minutes.

Feel free to add your own! Happy studying/working!

#actually adhd #ADHD tips and tricks #adhd #ADHD Strategies #online learning

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