#watching that movie a year ago.. made me hate myself so much

[battymommastuff]

Tw: you don’t have to do this if it makes you uncomfortable but could you do the bat boys with a reader with sh scars maybe on their thighs. You really don’t have to though! Also I love your writing!! Have a good day/night!

Perfect Imperfections

Batmom x Batfamily

TW: Mentions of miscarraige, self harm, and depression!!

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Why was she so patient? Why was she so insistent? These questions kept replaying in Damian's head as he angrily paced the empty batcave. He'd been living at Wayne manor for nearly a year now, and he wasn't having the best time adjusting. His new home life was a struggle. He wouldn't admit it, but he hated having to share his father with his step mother. He also hated how kind you were to him. Talia never treated him with such kindness, so why are you doing the same? Being the mother figure in the house, you should be strict...and harsh with him. 

Instead you were the opposite, and it made him so angry. The second thing he was struggling to adjust to was his school. He was heavily encouraged by his "siblings" to make friends, but no one seemed to want to be friends with him. Instead he was met with judgemental looks, and hushed whispers. Damian hated his new life, and he wanted to go back to his old one. At least he had some respect there. 

All of this led to today's event. You were walking through the manor in search of Damian. Bonding with him had been more of a struggle than any of your other children. You wanted to get to know him and find some connection between then two of you. You found him sitting on his bed crying softly, "Damian?" You called out, startling the boy. He turned towards you with puffy eyes, and a runny nose, "What's wrong?" You asked and reached out to hug him. 

Damian jumped up and put as much distance between the two of you as he could in his room, "It's nothing! Just leave me alone!" He snapped before running from the room. Now he was angrily pacing the Batcave. This sadness and loneliness that he felt made him want to vomit. He constantly felt like a weight was on his chest, and he couldn't get it to go away. Damian wanted to scream...cry...destroy things. He didn't understand what was wrong with him. 

What he didn't know was that you related to him in that way. He didn't figure it out until a week later. It was movie night at the Wayne Manor. Instead of being on patrol, everyone crammed into the living room with their popcorn and drinks. You were the last one to arrive, and you were wearing pajama shorts with a Superman nightshirt on. That causes your husband to pout for a while. Damian noticed several scars on your thighs. They went from the top of your knee and disappeared under your shorts. He could tell that they weren't from battle. No one else seemed to notice or question them. 

All throughout the movie, Damian's focus was on your scars. What did that to you? Was it self-inflicted? Impossible! You always seemed so happy to do something like that to yourself. He then looked back at your face. Did you feel the same things that he felt? 

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"Y/n?" You looked up from your book to see Damian standing in front of you, "The other night...when we were watching the movie. I noticed the scars on your legs." You looked down to your legs which were covered by your pants. You'd completely forgotten that Damian hadn't ever seen them before, "How did you get them? Was it from a fight?" He asked nervously, and felt guilty for even asking in the first place. 

You let out a shaky breath as you set your book down, "I gave them to myself. It was several years ago..." You felt sick to your stomach as you remembered that time. The mental hell you had been in, and was still fighting to this day, "Your father, and I had found out that I was pregnant. I was two months in when I lost it." A tear slipped from your eye as you remembered the pain you felt that night, "After that night, I couldn't eat...I couldn't sleep. All I could do was cry and cry until I felt numb..." Damian moved closer to you, and sat down on the couch with you, "So numb that I wanted to feel something, some feeling that made me feel alive. So I cut myself...over and over." You wiped another tear from your face and sniffled. 

"What made you stop?" 

"It was about a year after adopting Dick. He was such a happy little boy, and he wanted to show me his report card. He didn't know it was the anniversary of us losing the baby, and I didn't know that he was coming home early. He walked in on me cutting my thighs." Damian felt his eyes start to water. He didn't know what came over him, but he launched himself onto you. A hug so tight, it might be choking you. You hugged him back and couldn't help but cry with him once you felt his tears soak into your shirt. You finished telling him the story. About how you started seeing a therapist, and taking medicine to help. Also about how you started getting better despite the several setbacks you had along the way. 

He then opened up to you about how he felt, and you along with the rest of his family helped him get better as they did for you. Four years later, he was walking towards the back of the manor with a bouquet of flowers in his arm. He stopped at a small headstone with other flowers surrounding it. The headstone for the unborn Wayne child. His potential older sibling. Damian set the flowers down before he crouched down in front of the stone, "I learned that there are an infinite number of universes out there, and I know there's one where we got to meet you. This universe never got the chance to, but Ummi told me that you sent us all to her. If that's true, then thank you. For giving me the best mother, and supporter I could ever want."

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[chrissturnsgirlll222]

second, never first

part one | part two | part three | part four

chris x fem!reader

summary - you grew up hating one guy all of high school but suddenly become close friends, but as time goes on feelings develop, only its one sided.

warnings - underage drinking, throwing up, use of y/n, BOYS (no smut… for now lol and yes i am 18) currently not proofread or written with pristine punctuation

word count - 2500+?? (i know its long but i had a bunch of ideas for the beginning)

this is also my first story so pls be kind :) also just wanted to mention that i wouldn’t have the courage to write and post if it werent for other writers on this app so i would just like to tag and thank a few accounts who inspired me to write<3

@lovingmattysposts @flowerxbunnie @strniohoeee @lacysturniolo @strawberrysturniolo @flynnriderishot @stuniolobbg 

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for as long as i could remember, being the second option was all i knew. just always being the backup, never the go to.

this constant course of events led to my passion of reading and writing, pretty much consuming myself with content or sources that provided me with a sense of belonging, or just putting myself into a different reality.

i always had been drawn to romance. its a un-comforting comfort for me, if that makes sense. i love reading about it and watching movies about it but love just seemed so out of reach. im sure many people feel this way but i just believe there are certain people in the world that just go through life without any sort of romantic experiences. now while that may be true i also think thats just something i made up in my head to comfort myself from the fact that i have never had a single romantic experience, ever. i mean im 17 years old and havent even had my first kiss. hell i havent even held hands with a boy.

that of course all changed during my senior year.

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“oh my god look at what cody sent me” anna says.

anna is my best friend, though at times she felt like my biggest competition. she is everything im not. constantly talking to boys, what people consider ‘boy pretty’, very out going and popular. the fun one.

i look over at her phone to see a text from one of the many boys shes talked to in the past year “i thought you guys were done?” i say

“yeah were not talking like that anymore but i still talk to him here and there” she says

“i dont know if thats the best idea, i mean if you guys keep talking hes probably going to get the wrong impression”

“your such a buzz kill sometimes” she says slightly annoyed. i stay silent. I might sound like a complete bitch here but when your friend is constantly talking or complaining about guy, a, b and c you eventually get bored and exhausted of hearing about it, I try my hardest to be understanding when she brings up guys, but I’m apparently never supportive enough to her standards. I suppose she wants me to be there and give her advice but what do I have to offer to that conversation?

we were driving through the school parking lot to park in our usual spot next to chris.

chris is, well complicated. ive known him since 7th grade and hated him up until about 3 months ago when senior year started. the friendship started off with him just parking next to my car everyday and him just pestering me all the time but the longer we kept parking together, the more we grew to enjoy our casual conversations.

we both roll down our windows.

“morning” i say waving at him, anna does the same “hey, i wanna skip first block if you guys are down” he says “you know i would never say to to that” anna says “ehh i dont know about today i have a bio project i need to work on and didnt getting the planning sheet so i should probably head in” i say

“alright, anna come on i wanna get mcdonalds” chris says tapping on his passenger seat.

“looks like its just us this morning! y/n me and chris can just go get food and ill bring you back something for lunch” anna says turning to me.

“ill see you guys at lunch” i say grabbing my bag and locking my car doors as anna gets in to chris’ car and they drive off.

if you havent caught the weird passive tone from anna, thats how she was. no matter how much i tried she always had to be the centre of attention . i honestly dont even think she does it on purpose. i love her and she is my best friend but i just find her insufferable at times, its just who she is. chris is a great friend to me but i always caught the vibe that chris liked anna or at least thought she was hot. which is also why i think he treats her with more respect than me.

now when i said we grew to like eachother i left out a slight detail.

even though i hated chris for most of high school for the way he treated me and constantly teased me, i couldnt help myself from starring at him from time to time as he talked or even looking at his hands. not only was he visually pleasing he could be really sweet and the conversations we shared were really meaningful at times. was he attractive, yes. was he a complete asshole to me for years and still hasnt apologized, yes. did i completely fall head over heels for him when he began to show me his nice side, sadly yes.

its so cliche but i fell for my “bully” so to speak. i hated myself for it but what i hated even more was how much i let my feelings for him effect how i saw myself even more as the second option. if it came down to it and me anna and him were the only people in the world he would still fuck anna before he even though about kissing me.

i know that i might only feel this way towards him simply because hes the only male thats shown me any attention at all. though it hasnt always been positive or romantic it was still something that i had never experienced from a male before.

like i said, second option.

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i finish up my final class and head out to my car and wait for anna who is doing god knows what considering i drive her home everyday after school. while waiting for anna, chris gets into his car and starts it to heat up as it is the beginning of winter. i watch what hes doing through his car window as he scrolls on his phone for a sec and then storms into the backseat of my car, always the backseat.

my head whips around to look at him and he looks annoyed. “why do you look mad” i say. “look at what this bitch said to me” he says leaning up to the middle console shoving his phone in my face and i read texts from a girl hes talking to.

friday 3:14pm

alice: chris i cant keep talking to you

chris: what do you mean

alice: i mean that i cant keep talking to you what were doing is messing with my head and i dont want to be a victim of one of your fuck and dumps

chris: im sure i have many other girls who would kill to be in your position

alice: then go have them i dont want to be apart of your sick and twisted hookups

“ok wow” i say my eyes wide “i didnt even know you were talking to alice”

“well now you do, and im not anymore apparently” he says throwing his arms up as he sinks in to the middle seat. “we have been fucking since the halloween party, remember when i kissed her infront of you?” he says in a duh tone.

ah yes halloween. the night i went home crying after said kiss was shared infront of my face.

“yes i remember” i say blankly.

“we were supposed to hangout tonight but she decided to blow me off, i was ready to get my dick wet but i guess ill just have to be fucking boring alone” he says as i make a disgusted face.

“well i dont know what to te-“ i was cut off by anna coming into the car.

“ok sorry i took so long but i was just getting the details for a party tonight!” she says out of breath. chris sits up at the news, “maybe i will get my dick wet then.” he says smirking and jokingly raising his eyebrows.

“what? alice blew you off already.” anna says turning to chris. i dont bother questioning why anna knew and i didnt because im sure i know answer.

“yep and im scoring tonight.” he says fake punching the air as me and anna giggle.

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anna and i finished getting ready at her place, her wearing jeans and a hot pink tank top and me in black jeans and a white long sleeve crop top. i stare at myself in the mirror when i hear annas phone go off with a text from chris.

friday 10:27pm

chris: here

“anna! chris is here!” i yell grabbing my phone and my drinks for the night from my bag and start making my way downstairs as i hear her close behind me. i tie up my shoes as i hear her grab her drinks from her fridge and say bye her parents. i wave goodbye to her parents as well and we make our way out to chris’ car.

upon entering were greeted by matt, chris’ brother in the passenger seat.

“hey matt i didnt know you were coming out tonight!” i say smiling at him as loud music blasts from chris’ speakers.

“yeah nicks also going so i just tagged along, plus i need to drive you guys home since chris is drinking tonight.” he says lightly punching chris in the arm. “oh yeah, speaking of nick where is he?” i say. “nicks already there he came with his friends.” i nod in response and sit back starting to chug down one of my drinks. i may be a buzz kill in annas eyes but i knew how to party and loved drinking with my friends.

matt is chris’ triplet brother along with nick. i never really got to know his brothers all that well, i just know that matt has become a lot more comfortable around me and anna as we have started to spend more time with chris.

once we arrive to the party me and anna walk around to see whos there and we meet up with some of our other friends. i can see chris from across the room laughing and talking to nick and matt.

the night goes on and i finish my fourth cooler of the night and head out to the car to grab another. when i step outside the cool air hits me and i instantly regret the 2 shots of tequila i had on top of the fruity coolers i had throughout the night. shivering and rubbing my arms i continue walking to chris’ car to sit down for a sec and when i reach the backseat i see chris’ naked back and steamy windows. i take a step back once i realize whats happening.

i knew he was going to end up fucking someone tonight since thats what he said his plan was but i did not need to fucking see it. hes not mine for the taking obviously, but seeing him constantly with girls just hurt.

i turn around to walk back into the house but suddenly feel sick to my stomach. i hunch over and throw up in the middle of the road. i cough and collapse to my knees continuing to gag as strings of spit come out of my mouth. i hear a car door shut behind me as i try to stand up wiping my mouth. i feel arms grab my waist and pick me up bridal style and thats the last thing i remember before everything went black.

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i wake up in a car with the same clothes on from the party, still drunk, my hair crispy and the smell of cologne. i look around me and realize its chris’ backseat im laying in but its still pitch black out.

i hear faint voices outside and the door my head is resting on swings open and my head flys back.

“holy shit chris are you trying to kill her” i hear matts voice. “shut up, i didn’t know you put her head there.” chris says as he starts pulling me out of the car.

“chris” i say quietly. “holy shit your awake” he says leaving me to sit up. “yeah i am, what happened. i think i- blacked out.” i say slurring my words.

“well i was in the middle of getting with summer-“ he says getting on his knees to talk to me better “and i just heard gagging outside the car and it was bothering me and i looked outside the car and you were bent over on the middle of the road throwing up. i just grabbed you and told summer to fuck off and put you in the car while i grabbed matt and anna.”

“oh my god” i say as i nod off.

“woah woah stay with us here, chris lets get her inside now” matt says placing my head back up.

“where is anna?” i question.

“we had to drop her home and bring you to our house since she said her parents couldn’t see you like this.”

“of course” i say

classic anna.

“what time is it?” i ask rubbing my eyes.

“2:44am” chris grunts taking me out of the car.

“ok lets get you inside” chris says pulling me up to stand. “you think you can walk inside?” he says still holding me up. “ill try.”

he lets go of me and i slowly make it up to the front of their house but start wobbling once i reach the steps and feel both matt and chris grab either side of me and help me up to the front door. matt holds on to my arm as he uses the house key to get inside and i walk in.

they walk me over to the living room couch and i slump over resting my head on the arm rest of the couch.

“where is she going to sleep?” matt says. “my room obviously.” chris says as i smile to myself.

“come on y/n” he says picking me up again and bringing me to his room to lay on his bed. “im gonna give you clothes to change into since yours are covered in vomit.” he says opening drawers. i nod my head as my eyes close.

he tosses me a big white shirt with some graphic designing on it “can you dress yourself or-“ i cut him off “yea- yeah i got it” i say sitting up right and hiccup.

he turns around so i can change into the shirt. i begin taking my long sleeve off and i get one arm off before i get stuck. “chris, help” i say quietly and he turns around to see me with my arms slouched and my eyes closed. he rushes over “lift up your arms” he says pulling my hands up. i hold them up as he grabs the hem of my shirt and slowly pulls up. i admire chris as he pulls off the shirt completely throwing my shirt across the room all while being careful not to look at me.

he grabs his shirt and places it gently over my head and then threading my arms through the shirt. “wait” he says walking over to his closet, grabbing a pair of his sweatpants and walking over to me with them. i sit there with my eyes closed smiling as i had thought about the scenario of him taking my clothes off many times, just not the me being so drunk i cant dress myself part.

he takes my jeans off and helps me in to his sweatpants still being respectful and not starring at my body. “ill be right back just sit here im going to get you water and an advil.” he say as he walks out of the room. i just sit there, my eyes still closed, still smiling and nod at his sentence.

i lay back down on his bed and wait as i hear him rushing upstairs talking to matt and nick before walking back in to the room sitting down at the end of his bed. “sit snd open up.” i obliged to his words before he places two advils on my tongue.

“im going to fill up your mouth with water so don’t breathe.” he says opening up a water bottle and slowly pouring some in to my mouth while my head tilts upwards slightly. he watches me with concern as i swallow the water.

“please never get drunk like this ever again, you really freaked everyone out kid.” he says. i don’t respond and nod at his words.

kid, the all too familiar nickname chris gave me. it always made me feel weird when he called me this as if he was an authority figure or something.

i lay back down on his bed and close my eyes and quickly drift off to sleep. the last thing i remember from that night is him crawling in to his bed next to me and turning off his light.

“goodnight kid”

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thank you for reading!!!

#sturniolo triplets #sturniolo edit #sturniolo smut #christopher sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo imagine #sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo #matthew sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #nick sturniolo #chris sturniolo x reader #chris sturniolo x you #chris sturniolo x y/n

[taboo-delusion]

So, I just discovered something interesting.

This is a bit of a long one, so bear with me. It's important. Seriously.

I just woke up a few hours ago. My meds are starting to kick in. I was having a very serious and genuine, deep conversation (in-head) and it was... beautiful. It wasn't happy, but it was beautiful. Not the point.

Point is:

I had not had a single fucking intrusive thought today until someone made a noise in the other room.

I am so fucking PISSED OFF

Why my brain refuses to realize that intrusive thoughts CAUSED the good feeling to go away, I have no fucking idea. I've known that for almost a year now, yet my stupid fucking subconscious refuses to change anything it's doing

Before I snap my fucking android phone in half and yeet somebody's face into neptune, I thought I'd share the discovery!!!!

Basically:

MY INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS DID NOT START UNTIL SOMETHING STARTLED ME OUT OF FOCUS

AS I TYPE THIS, I REALIZE THAT INTRUSIVE THOUGHTS -AT LEAST FOR ADHDERS- ARE A SURVIVAL TACTIC.

Elaborating:

When you fall asleep and your heart slows too much, your body does the falling thing to make sure you're still alive.

It's not that intrusive thoughts are *Just* because your brain gets too quiet, It's because your life has never been completely quite before, or -like me- the few times it is quiet, something interrupts. And even if it doesn't piss you off, even if you don't jump like I do, your brain still registers it as not safe.

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Falling asleep, heart slows a lot-

Body: *Sends adrenaline just to make sure it still actually works.*

Drowning, even mostly unconscious-

Body and brain: *Hold onto that last half-breath even if it feels like you're head is going to explode.*

Going grocery shopping or talking to someone you think is cool-

Brain: *Remembers what it felt like the first time your guardian was indifferent or mean about something that made you happy or calm.*

Things around you actually get quiet-

Brain *Sends a thought you hate just to make sure you're prepared for a sudden problem.*

TDLR 1: Your brain isn't mean on purpose, It's just paranoid and still has a will to live.

Listen. I know I'm just some random dude from a weird blog. But I'm trying to translate, to assist. Maybe somebody else needs this realization as much as I do. I apologize for the yelling earlier. I'm still just as upset, but only at my dumbass subconscious. Now some time has passed, and I have regained self-control.

(I also apologize for the above paragraph, my brain nags for me to do this, but I can't remember why. So:)

I am no psychologist. Here are my qualifications (why you should listen to me):

As my friends call it- "Disturbingly self-aware at all times."

Paranoid Schizophrenic with actual (unrelated) OCD, with years of experience dealing with it- more healthily in recent years.

Philosophy and deep thinking is simply my default. I use metaphors, but everything in this post is entirely literal, ...except the angry threat. (*begrudgingly accepts disappointment*)

I am a fiction writer. I don't know about healing people/first aid, but I know a LOT about how anatomy works, with many deep-dives on the psychology/evolution side.

People irl generally consider me a genius? Idk how to gauge that, IQ tests are irrelevant with this type of... smart?. I've been compared to both Da Vinci and Einstein. So, ...actually that's pretty fuckin' cool- (I AM NOT TRYING TO BRAG! I APOLOGIZE IF IT COMES OFF THAT WAY! I've never put it all down like this, and I'm just surprised and questioning my reputation.)

(Also, I love playing detective, so naturally I call myself Batman XD.)

Autistic; I experience the world, and every situation, from a view without any context.

ADHD: My brain automatically -As a guardian I hate describes- "Can watch three different movies at the same time, all in fast forward, and can keep up with all of them." ... Well, yes, but technically no. Idk if other ADHD people do this, but my brain "connects the dots" so quickly, I end up laughing at jokes I've never heard before the 'punchline', because I've already figured out what you're going to say next.

Now combine all that. I am kicking depression's ass and now I want to help you do the same.

I have only mentioned the relevant things. Please keep in mind that ALL of these have both advantages and disasters. Thank you for your patience and understanding. I am running on four hours of sleep. For the love of whatever, I hope this actually helps someone other than me.

Qualifications are noted because: This is all stuff (and stuff like this) that I am just always casually aware of.

TLDR2: Even if I wasn't trying to help people feel better, Apparently I was born with a nat 20 perception/insight check, so please don't argue that I truly understand what I'm talking about here.

#this is serious #serious #intrusive thoughts #adhd intrusive thoughts #especially adhd #psychology #psychological analogy #human instinct #evolutionary psychology #survival instinct #fighting depression #original content #adhd #it can be done #it can be fixed #mental health #mental illness #mental issues #actually mentally ill #mentally fucked #and still going #so i'll help where i can #and you can't stop me #hope #how to get better #get better #getting better #you're not alone #you're gonna be okay

[hxney-lemcn]

i wanted to ask if you could do brett hand x gn! reader but angst? like stuff with his family and its getting worse. hope its not a bad idea

have a good night/ day hun!!

summery: reader tries to cheer Brett up. They find out just what is making Brett feel down and fluff ensues.

tw: toxic family relationships, hurt/comfort

a/n: ...teehee, so I'm pretty sure this was requested like...a year ago...uh...sorry for the late upload?? LMAO! If you're still interested here you go 💀

wc: 1.2k

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I couldn’t focus on the shitty 80’s movie playing when I had Brett curled into my side. I noticed he seemed to be down at work, and offered to host a sleepover. Yes it may be childish, but after learning about Brett’s shitty family and how he never really had a childhood, I thought it would be nice. 

Brett didn’t hesitate to agree. Although his demeanor was enthused, his brown eyes still showed unhappiness. Which led to our current situation. Watching classic 80’s movies and cuddling on the couch. I kept sneaking glances down towards the brunette, his eyes glued to the tv. His head rested on my chest, and my arms wrapped around his back.

At one point, his eyes started watering, which led me to pausing the movie. Clearly something was eating at him and I wasn’t gonna just watch him suffer. 

“Why’d you pause-”

“What’s wrong Brett,” I said, interrupting him. I wasn’t gonna let him bat around the bush.

“N-nothing, why do you ask?” He deflected, eyes darting all over the place. He was a terrible liar.

Bringing a hand up, I ran my fingers through his hair, which made him relax almost immediately. “You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to,” I soothed. “But I don’t want you to hold it in either. You can talk to me.” He fell limp, admitting defeat as I gently scratched at his scalp.

“It’s…” He stuttered slightly. “I-its my family.” I tensed when they came up. I’ve only met them once, and it was not a pleasant meeting. I mean, Brett literally took a bullet for his brother and he’s once again on their shit list. Which I could never understand. Brett was the sweetest man I had ever met! He listened, he cared, and he’d do anything to make his friends happy…well more like anyone happy (clearly coming from his family trauma), but still! He was an absolute sweetheart. 

All in all, I did not like his family. In fact, you could even say I hate them. I couldn’t tell Brett that though, as he still loved them dearly. Something they did not deserve. 

“What did they do this time?” I asked, trying to keep myself from letting my distaste show in my tone. 

Brett nuzzled further into the crook of my neck, “Just the usual, called me a disappointment and I never deserved to have even been considered for the 1st ranked sibling. How they don’t understand why I even bother to show my face around them anymore.”

I took deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. I know family is important, but if my parents did that, I’d be out the door and never come back. I have no clue how Brett could be strong enough to endure his parents' neglect and emotional abuse. I know his family is important to him, but there's a certain point that people should just cut ties.

“Oh Brett,” I muttered, nuzzling the top of his head. “My sweetheart. My sweet little boy.” Brett’s hold on me grew a little tighter at the nicknames, and I felt tears hit my neck, but I paid it no mind. “You deserve so much better. They should be the ones begging for your love and attention, not the other way round. You are so accomplished, loved, and overall amazing. You’re a boss at the shadow government, you’ve got a team who loves you! …in their weird little ways of course. Not to mention that you are just a caring and loving person.”

Brett sniffled, “Then why are they so mean?”

My heart churned, feeling my own eyes water at just how beaten he sounded. 

“I’m not exactly sure of their history, but I assume it’s because that’s how their parents treated them,” I replied, trying to think how people could be so cold to their own children. “That and a mix of them not having the capacity to actually care for you and your siblings. When they look at you, they see a commodity, not a person.”

I winced as Brett let out a sob mixed with a whimper. Did I make it worse?

“But you’re not a commodity,” I muttered, pressing a kiss to his temple. “You’re an amazing, beautiful person who deserves the love you get and even more. I know you care for your family, but I think the best thing you can do is let them go. I mean you have a work family who do care for you, who want to see you succeed. I hope I’m not overstepping, but I feel like your family is holding you back. I know you can grow so much more if you learn that their affection and approval isn’t worth the pain and hurt. Because there are other people willing to give you that affection and approval.”

Brett let a sob escape him, his arms squeezing the life out of me, but I wasn’t gonna stop him. He was babbling things I couldn’t make out, but I think it was things of gratitude and love. I didn’t need to hear what he was saying to know that he was grateful. I was just glad I seemed to have gotten through to him.

“Th-they found someone to m-marry me off to,” He stuttered. “A-and I didn’t want to disappoint them, b-but I don’t want to marry them! I want to marry you! A-and I told them that, and that's when they started t-to insult m-me.”

My eyes widened at his bold proclamation, my hand halting its ministrations in his hair. They wanted to marry him off? I guess that wasn’t out of their reach. But he actually said no? Because he wanted to marry me?! I felt myself fluster at the thought. I couldn’t help but picture us standing at the altar, or podium, in front of the sea? Maybe in the woods? I wasn’t sure where, but a beautiful place, with us exchanging our vows of love, and then becoming wedded. 

I snapped out of it when Brett’s teary eyes met mine. They were big and watery, almost like a sad puppy. He seemed to be freaking out, eyes frantically searching mine.

I cupped his jaw, brushing my thumb over his cheek, “I would be honored to marry you.”

His eyes widened, cheeks warming under my touch, a bashful smile gracing his face. A tear fell down his cheek, and I wiped it away.

“I would be honored to marry you,” Brett emphasized. 

I chuckled, feeling elated, “I guess we’d be honored to marry each other.”

Brett giggled back, the brightest smile I’d ever seen on his face, “Yeah.”

Pulling his face down, I littered his face with kisses, causing his giggles to continuously fall out of his mouth. I nuzzled our noses before leaving one last kiss to his lips. He hummed in content as I wrapped my arms around his neck, the kiss being a slow, passionate, loving one. 

“Do you wanna continue the movie?” I asked after we pulled apart.

Brett’s eyes were glued to my lips, “Could…we do that again…please.”

I blinked, an explosive laugh falling from my lips, “Brett this isn’t our first kiss.”

#brett hand x reader #inside job x reader #inside job #brett hand #x reader #fluff #hurt/comfort

[fangirlisms13]

Paper rings { jack champion x f!reader }

I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this <3

Synopsis: Jack and you have been friends for a little over a year . Paper rings were their inside jokes, but what if it wasn't just a joke but real.

Cw: NONE 🤭🤭 just straight fluff, that's it bcs as much as I like angst I can't write it what so ever ✊️✊️

It was the scream six premiere and I was going with my life long childhood best friend jack! Everyone looked amazing but I couldn't help but feel a tad out of place! I mean these are FAMOUS people!!!!

We watched the movie, and it was so weird seeing Jack evil and also getting stabbed. We were on our way to the after party when I started messing with my small paper ring jack had made me a year ago.

" y/n meet Jack! " my friends say high off their mind. I laugh and shake his hand! " hi I'm y/n sorry about our mutual friends they take having fun all night to the literal definition! " I say as he laughs at our friends.

The moon is high. Like your friends were the night that we first met

I left a little after that and immediately searched up " jack," and what popped up was " jack champion " on Instagram and everything else. My friend follows him, so he must be the one ( a/n : hehehe t.s )

Went home and tried to stalk you on the internet. Now I've read all of the books beside your bed

" What are you thinking about y/n ? " I hear devyn ask with concern in her voice. " Oh, sorry ! Nothing important, don't worry !! " I say soothing her when Jenna pipes up," probably about jAaAaAcK, " she says in a sing-song voice. " Oh shut up, Jenna," I say, defending myself. But she wasn't wrong. I wanted to he his. He's the one I want, but I don't if I'm the one he wants.

I mean, sure, we played cat and mouse for a month or two or three, but I couldn't remove the thought that you just wanted to be friends. I wish I could just be next to him all the time.

Cat and mouse for a month or two or three. Now I wake up in the night and watch you breathe

I just want to kiss him one two three times, but I will hold off on that till we confess. " Oh yeah, she's definitely in love with Jack," Jasmine says, breaking my thoughts that were indeed about him. " Who's in love with me?" I hear that oddly familiar voice say. I jump and give Jasmine a look . That " Shut the fuck up before I murder you " look and the girls all giggle while jack looks at me confused. " anywyas y/n I actually need to tell you something real quick! " everyone does their 2nd grade " oooohs " at this.

Kiss me once 'cause you know I had a long night. Kiss me twice 'cause it's gonna be alright.Three times 'cause I've waited my whole life

" Okay now that we're alone I've been meaning to tell you something but I don't know how to say this so sorry if it's not the best but, I really like you and I wanted to know if you'd be willing to go out on a date and maybe perhaps be my girlfriend?" He says as fast as he could. I just squeal. Embarrassing, I know, but HELLO ??? The jack champion likes ME!!!! " Oh no, okay, I'm sorry about that -" he rambles. "Jack, just shut up and kiss me." And with that, he does :)

" is that a yes?" I laugh " jack I would marry you with paper rings of course it's a yes! "

I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings. You're the one I want. I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this Uh huh Darling, you're the one I want

A/n : I LOOOOOVEEEE LOVEEERRR!!!! Also, I really enjoyed this one!!!!! I know it's not a lot, but I have zero motivation, so!!!

#Spotify #fluff #scream 6 spoilers #scream 6 imagines #jack champion #jack champion x reader #taylor swizzle #taylor swift #i love taylor so much

[writtenbymisunderstoodnerds]

Hugs and Neck kisses (Alyssa Naeher x Rea

I'm not really sure what this is, just a cute idea I thought of. Hope you guys enjoy it :)

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It was my first game back after doing my ACL and I was freaking out. I knew I was physically strong enough, but it didn't stop the thoughts of not being good enough any more or re-hurting myself that ran through my head. I felt some sit next to me, not that I could bring myself to look up from the ring on my finger. It was a silver band, engraved with a soccer ball. My brother had given it to me years ago before my first college game. He was the only family I had, the person who was always by my side. I remember being just as nervous then as I was now, but the ring had always reminded me that he was with me even if he couldn't always be there. That was usually enough to help calm me down, but this time it wasn't working. Even the text from him didn't help much. 

"You okay Y/n?" Alyssa's soft voice broke through the haze of anxiety. 

I shrugged, "Just freaking out a bit, nothing to worry about."

"You're going to do amazing Y/n. I know you're scared, but you're ready."

"You don't know that."

"Yes I do. I've seen you in practice, you are an amazing player, you got this. Even if you don't think so right now, we all know it."

"Thank you."

Before I knew what was happening, Alyssa arms were around me, I didn't have time to even fully register it before they were gone again. I didn't like hugs, the closeness and tightness of it made me uncomfortable. The only person I had been able to occasionally hug comfortably was my brother. My therapist said that it was likely my upbringing and the lack of any affection, especially physical affection. I didn't actually hate the feeling of Alyssa's arms around me even if it was briefly. 

Alyssa rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly, "Sorry, thought I might shock you into not being so nervous."

I laughed quietly, "It may have worked. Now let's go before I freak out again."

The game had actually gone really well. I had gone in after half time and the second my foot hit the pitch, all the nerves faded away. I played like I had before my injury, like I had never been away. I even scored us the winning goal. It was safe to say I was pretty proud of myself. 

Since I didn't do hugs, the girls pat me on the back or ruffled my hair as they walked past while I turned to Alyssa who smirked at me, "I told you so."

I hesitated before pulling Alyssa into a quick hug, "I couldn't have done it without you, thank you."

"Yes you could have."

The next time Alyssa hugged me was after I hurt myself during a game. It was just a sprained ankle, I would be out maybe a week, but it took me back to when I did my ACL. The fear I felt that day came rushing back before I could stop it. I was sitting on my bed when Alyssa sat down next to me, hand rubbing up and down my back. I found myself leaning into her side, head on her shoulder as I tried to get my feelings under control. I hadn't really realised it was happening at first, too stuck in my head. Once I did though, I didn't pull away. It was actually comfortable. 

"What's going on?" Alyssa asked after a few minutes. I sighed before telling her everything I was feeling. She held me a bit tighter, "It's okay. I'm not going to try tell you that it's nothing like that because I know you know that. Just know I'm here for you."

"Thank you Lys. You're right, I know it's nothing serious, but it just hit me out of nowhere."

"Do you want to watch a movie? Maybe it'll take your mind off things."

"I'd love that."

---

It didn't take long to find myself seeking Alyssa out when I was sad, or upset. She was the one I would confide in or seek comfort in when I needed it. Even when I was happy or excited, she was the one I gravitated to. At this point it was safe to say I craved Alyssa's hugs. They were comfortable, comforting and warm. Something I never thought I would find a hug to be. It was just Alyssa, everyone else's hugs were still uncomfortable. She had never turned me away either, always returning my hug without hesitation even though I knew she wasn't really a hugger. 

We were lying on my bed reading when I turned to Alyssa making her put her book down, "You are the only one besides Dan who's hugs don't make me uncomfortable. I actually like them."

"Yours are the hugs I actually enjoy."

"It's weird isn't it? The two people who don't like hugs, end up liking each others hugs."

Alyssa looked at me for a second before shrugging, "Maybe, I'm choosing not to question it though."

"I'm okay with it, there are worse people to like hugging than the person I have a crush on."

Her eyebrows furrowed, she was adorable when she was confused, "You have a crush on me?"

Since we met I had always had slight feelings for her, not enough to do anything about it, but the last couple of months they had slowly developed into deeper feelings. I shrugged, "Yeah."

It had never been hard to tell people what I was feeling when it came to things like that. To me it wasn't a big deal, it was just something that happened that couldn't be helped. Feelings were feelings. You weren't going to know if someone returned them unless you told them, waited for them to do it first or you stayed in a limbo of never knowing. I didn't have the time or patience for that.  I guess that wasn't a common thought process considering the surprise written on her face, "How is that so easy for you to admit?"

"It's not a big deal. I mean they're just feelings, telling you or not telling you isn't going to change them being there."

She sat up against the headboard, I followed suit, sitting cross legged in front of her, "You don't think love is a big deal?"

"Love? Yes I do, crushes? No. You're never going to know how someone feels about you if you don't tell them. I like you, if I didn't tell you then I wouldn't know how you feel back. I mean, I could run through lots of possibilities and scenarios in my head, but without telling you, then I would never know for sure. I would rather know."

"Wow. I've never thought of it that way before. I'm never going to do it, that is absolutely terrifying, but it's an interesting way to think about it."

"Yeah."

We sat in silence for a few minutes before Alyssa quickly spoke up, "Shit. I like you too by the way."

"Cool, so a date then?"

"I would love that."

I had never actually been in a relationship. I had been on a few dates and slept with people occasionally, but once they realise I was serious about not liking hugs they would disappear. I didn't blame them. To most people, hugs in relationships were important. I craved Alyssa's hugs so it wouldn't be a problem, but it was all new. I was also slightly worried that maybe my love for Alyssa's hugs would disappear eventually.  

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It was the night of the date and I was nervous. I really liked Alyssa and I wanted to impress her. Alyssa was in our room so I was currently hiding away in a corner of the hotel to try and get my thoughts together. Apparently I wasn't doing a good job at hiding because Christen sat down next to me. "What's up?"

"Um I have a date tonight, I'm just a bit nervous about it."

"You have a date? That's awesome Y/n, who's it with?"

We hadn't told anyone about our growing relationship. It was something we wanted to keep on the down low for now, but I could really use some advice or reassurance. I wasn't quite sure which yet, "Alyssa."

"That's awesome. Why are you nervous? She obviously likes you if she agreed to go out with you."

"I know. I just want to impress her Chris, I want her to go out with me again. W-what if she doesn't like what I've planned, wh-"

Christen rest her hand on my knee, stopping the bouncing and my spiraling thoughts, "Stop, take a breath and tell me what you have planned."

"Well I was thinking a nice dinner, then there's a book fair I thought she might like. Maybe a walk on the beach or something. You know nothing too fancy, she's not really into that. She likes lowkey, more intimate stuff."

"That's perfect. You know her, you know what she likes. It's okay to be nervous, but it's going to go great. Just believe that as best as you can."

Alyssa came out of the bathroom wearing black skinny jeans, off white blouse and leather jacket. She looked amazing which made me ten times more nervous. I played with my fingers, just barely able to look at her, "Y-you look great Lys."

She smiled before wrapping her arms around me and kissing my temple softly, "It's just me and you Y/n/n. We know each other, you don't need to be so nervous."

"I know, I'm sorry, I-I jus- I want this to be good for you, I-I w-want to impress you."

"You don't have to impress me. Anything you do, I will love because it's with you okay? You're not looking this attractive for nothing so take a breath and lets go."

"I could say the same about you. Let's go, we're going to miss our reservation."

I knew Alyssa preferred quiet, homely places over fancy places so I had found a small family fun Mexican place. We got a small, mostly private booth in the corner of the restaurant where we spent our time talking and eating. Everything was comfortable with Alyssa, there wasn't a need to fill the silences and conversation flowed easily.

There was definitely a different atmosphere between us, things were more flirty, more touchy. Cuddles had become more frequent, touches lingered. Not that it was completely unexpected given our confessions, but I admit it happened quicker than I expected. I wasn't complaining though. I ended up cuddled against Alyssa's side as we talked about our family's and upbringings. Mine was pretty rough, it wasn't something I normally talked about, but I found myself telling her. Alyssa didn't judge or try to make me feel better, she just listened while occasionally squeezing me tighter or kissing my temple. 

"We should get going, we have somewhere else to go."

Alyssa lit up when she saw the sign at the book fair. I followed her around as we looked at different books. I liked reading, but it was nothing compared to Alyssa. Every night she would read or when we had down time she would be reading or doing crosswords while I would spend more time drawing or on my phone. I loved watching how excited she got when she found a new book or talked about the book she was reading. It was adorable. Even now watching her look through all the books, she was so beautiful and happy. As long as Alyssa was happy, I could watch her for hours and not get bored. 

There were a couple of books I could tell Alyssa wanted, but wouldn't buy for herself. I had been picking them up without her knowing and snuck off to buy them when she got distracted. After a few minutes Alyssa ended up back at my side, lacing her fingers with mine. "Whatcha got there?"

"These are for you."

A wide smile appeared as Alyssa looked through the bag, "You got me the books?"

"Well you weren't going to so I did."

"Thank you Y/n. You know I saw this was on and  wanted to go, I was actually going to ask if you wanted to come."

"I thought you might like it."

We slowly walked along the beach. Alyssa's arm wrapping around my shoulders as I shivered slightly. "Lets get back, it's only going to get colder."

Once we got back to the hotel and changed into comfy clothes, I kissed Alyssa's cheek softly, "Thank you for tonight Lys."

"I should be thanking you, you're the one who planned this. Tonight was the best date I've ever been on."

"Me too. I think a movie would be a good way to end the night, what do you say?"

Alyssa smiled before taking my hand and guiding me to the bed lying so I was cuddled into her side as she scrolled through Netflix. It really was one of the best dates I'd been on. 

---

The next thing to add to the list of things I craved from Alyssa was neck kisses. Not even the neck kisses that come with sex, but just random soft pecks. Pecks on the collar bone, jaw, behind the ear or back of my neck during hugs or cuddles. I don't think Alyssa noticed the effect she had on me for a few weeks after she started doing it. 

The first time it happened was early one morning. I had been trying to sneak out of bed when Alyssa wrapped her arms around my waist, pulling me closer and pressing a soft kiss on my neck before burying her face. I had melted back into her. When I turned around she placed another kiss on the base of my throat. I couldn't stop my eyes fluttering closed and the sigh that left me. She did it every morning regardless of who woke up first. It was definitely my favourite part of the day. 

Alyssa also started doing it during hugs when we were in public. She would burying her head in my shoulder, placing soft kisses wherever she could. A way of kissing me without making it obvious. It had surprised me when she first started doing it. I knew she was kind and caring, but I had never seen her so soft. Also for someone who didn't really like physical touch, she sought it out constantly. I admit, it made me feel special, like she truly wanted me. Not that I wouldn't if she didn't seek out physical contact so much because Alyssa was constantly showing me she wanted me. It was just knowing she wasn't really into it, made me feel special. 

Within a couple of weeks Alyssa started kissing my neck, jaw or shoulder pretty much every time we cuddled or hugged. I knew she knew the effect it had on me. Without fail, I melted into her every time she did it. Like when she wrapped her arms around my waist from behind as we waited for the elevator, placing a soft kiss just below my ear. My eyes fluttered shut and I lent back against her. I could feel her smile against my skin as she left another soft kiss.  

"You look amazing."

"I'm in sweatpants and a t-shirt."

"You look amazing in anything you wear."

I rolled my eyes, turning around to wrap my arms around her shoulders and connect our lips in a slow kiss, "We're already together, you don't need to flatter me."

Alyssa smiled, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear and pecking my lips, "It's not flattery if it's true. It doesn't matter what you're wearing, if you've just woken up or played a full 90 minutes and dripping with sweat. You are beautiful Y/n."

"Well isn't that cute," Emily's voice rung out from behind me making me pull away from Alyssa. 

"Way to ruin a moment Sonnett," Christen scolded making me laugh at the sheepish look that formed. 

"Sorry."

"Anyway, we're heading to our room for team bonding, are you two coming?"

We followed them up to Christens room, settling on the floor in front of one of the beds. I sat between Alyssa's legs, back against her front. We never normally showed this much PDA, but it was the most comfortable spot given how many people were about to be crammed into the room. A couple of the girls teased us or snapped a few pictures. I just flipped them off and focused back on Alyssa. After the moment by the elevator, I was feeling so much love for her. Not that it was new, my feelings for her had always run deep. It had been building for a while, but I knew I was in love with her. I lent back enough to kiss just below her ear, "I love you Lys."

Alyssa pulled me closer, leaving a few light kisses across the side of my face before connecting our lips, "I love you Y/n/n."

"You guys are adorable and everything, but can we play now?"

I laughed before kissing Alyssa again, "Now we can."

#uswnt x reader #uswnt imagines #uswnt imagine #alyssa naeher x reader #alyssa naeher imagine

[idlerin]

nonsense — bonus: unsent letter #1

[n/n],

i know i don’t deserve to call you that anymore, but it’s one of the only things i can keep doing to feel as if i was still close to you. as if you were still my [n/n], my [name].

i don’t deserve you. i know and it’s pathetic, it’s all my fault. i don’t deserve the time, the effort and the love you gave me. it’s cowardly, the way i’m writing a letter that you would never be able to read anyways. again, i am a coward, and an asshole, and a jerk and admitting all that will not make my mistakes any lighter.

i thought of you today again— while i was in a meeting with these directors and producers and it was all so surreal working on bigger projects that i couldn’t help but think about that time when we drove off to that picnic grove when you held my hand and you said one day i would get everything that i ever dreamed of because i was one of “those people” and that it was only natural, and i only laughed and kissed your cheek because at that time you looked so irrationally cute and i was convinced you’d be here to see these goals of mine come true, but now, without you to celebrate these things with me made me feel kind of empty inside haha.

i remembered that you told me that day too that you would love to receive handwritten letters since you watched it in historical romance movies and thought that it was sweet and romantic for someone to do. i regret only doing it when i can’t give it to you anymore without worrying about crossing boundaries.

boundaries i caused myself. i really am very selfish, and you should be with someone who is less selfish that would be better for you than i could ever be and yet if i had the chance or choice for you to not enter my life in the first place i would and could never choose to do so cause i would never i could never ever stay away from you.

ironic as how that’s what i’m trying to do now, but if i was really staying away then you wouldn’t be on my mind all the time.

cause if time would turn back to before we met but i could still recall all the things that happen in the future. before you started tutoring takeru, before you had the courage to give me your gift, before you approached me.

i would seek you out first, and i’d try to make things better that time around.

i’d try to make myself better for you.

but it’s too late for that now.

i miss you

i love you

i miss you

yours, truly

tooru

series masterlist | chapter one

nonsense ! an oikawa tooru social media au

synopsis. you were oikawa tooru’s #1 fan, until you became his #1 hater. you hated him so much you went viral on twitter (accidentally) and literally became known as “the oikawa tooru hater”, doesn’t help that he keeps fueling the fire by subtweeting you. everyone is all in for this new drama. what isn’t known to the public, is that this particular drama’s been on hold for three years (him being your ex and all).

a/n — the demons prevailed also bOO make things better THIS time around boi ! (he does but wtv tbf hes very sad this was like uhm a month after he moved) also i uhm forgot which chapter i mentioned that oikawa wrote her letters but i wrote it on the fun facts lol

anyways lets all sing 🎵 the letter i received from u 2 weeks ago i noticed a comma in the middle of a phrase, it changed the meaning 🎶

#haikyuu #haikyuu drabbles #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu smau #hq x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #hq #oikawa tooru #oikawa tooru x you #haikyuu angst #— nonsense. #hes so down bad #yk theyre like the trope when u think u love ur so more than they love u but its like the ither way around #s/o* #other*

[midnightstar-90]

Stuck

Mindy Meeks Martin x Fem! Reader

Taglist | Requests | Wattpad

Main Masterlist | Scream Masterlist

Requested by Anonymous: “Mindy and y/n are dating and anika is about to fall of the ladder and y/n grabs anika before she does and pulls anika up, and after they all go to the hospital and get patched up and, Mindy does a stab marathon w y/n bc mindys proud of her :)”

Summary: Ghostface attacks the group, and somehow everyone survives.

Warnings: SPOILERS, SPOILERS, SPOILERS Angst, Gore, Stabbing, Blood, Signs of PTSD

A/N: I hated writing this on my phone, but I guess that is what I get for being clumsy. 😩

Anyways, this request was fun to write. I did change a few things from the movie, but not too much. Minor details.

Don’t read if you don’t want Scream 6 spoilers.

And I hope you guys enjoy it. ☺️

Words: 3.4K

Halloween.

A day that emits a constant fear out of me. Thanks to Gale’s books that she continues to write (no matter how many times she gets punched and ridiculed for it), and the Stab movies that follow, Ghostface costume sales have gone through the roof. Everywhere I turn, a Ghostface is lingering nearby, and it doesn’t help that the killings were starting up again. It takes a lot out of me not to pull out the small pocket knife that I’ve been carrying since the Legacy killings back in Woodsboro.

After Sam and Tara were attacked at a bodega, Sam insisted on the whole friend group staying over, including our friends who didn’t fall victim to the events that happened a year ago. So Chad and Tara were in the process of making dinner for everyone, and Mindy and I decided to help out by preparing the table. Everyone else was off doing their own things, all around the house.

I place the last set of utensils that I had in my hand down on the table and look up at Mindy. Everything about her was mesmerizing to me. From the day I met her, I knew I didn’t deserve her, but she chose me, in the end. And the way her mind works, as if everything was a movie, intrigued me. Her thoughts were what made Mindy Mindy, and just the thought made me smile. Nothing had changed about Mindy, besides her hair.

‘I love her.’

Those 3 words are all I could think about when I am around Mindy. But I couldn’t admit that to Mindy, because the last time I admitted my feelings, I was stabbed right after.

That night at Amber’s house constantly replayed in my head.

“I like you, Mindy,” I said with a blush. I shyly looked over at the girl next to me. A shaky breath left my mouth as my Y/E/C eyes met her beautiful brown eyes. The original Stab movie that we were watching reflected off the iris in her eye.

I watched as Mindy’s blank face slowly shifted into a grin. I could see the gears turning in her head as her soft fingers caressed my cheek. “Oh, my naive little Y/N. You are so cute when you act all shy. You know, not all my movie knowledge is in the horror department. I know the basic signs of romance. The tensing of the body whenever I get close. The constant blushing anytime I speak directly to you. The-”

“You could have just said that you like me back,” I spoke with a sigh as my head shifted away from the girl. I hear a soft chuckle before a pair of soft, plump lips press against my cheek. She slowly pulled away, making my body fill with heat. “I like you too,” She mumbled into my ear.

“I-I have to go to the bathroom. Brb.” I nervously stood from my spot on the couch and walked out of the room. Mindy was left confused as I rushed down the hall and into the bathroom, locking the door behind me.

I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, hoping that maybe I could give myself some confidence, but it didn’t work. The sound of someone trying to open the door echoed through the bathroom. “Someone’s in here,” I called out to whoever was at the door, but then they began to knock. I assumed it was Mindy trying to get me back to the movie. I still wasn’t ready to face the girl, so I responded with, “Mindy, this isn’t funny. I told you I had to go to the restroom. Cool your jets. We can finish the movie in just a sec.” My voice was still a little shaky as I looked at myself in disappointment.

But it didn’t stop there. I realized it wasn’t Mindy when whoever was at the door began to pound causing me to swiftly turn around and open the door. “Hey, I said-” A cloaked hand covered my mouth as I felt a sudden pain in my abdomen. It was the worst pain I had ever felt in my entire life. Ghostface stood in front of me with a knife wedged in my stomach. He pulled the metal weapon out of my body and I grabbed my stomach in pain. Blood pooled through my fingers, leaving my hands stained. I felt a scream leave my throat before Ghostface tackled me down to the ground, and everything went dark.

“Y/N,” Mindy calls out to me. I was back in Sam and Tara’s apartment, and Mindy was standing across from me. I looked down, inspecting myself for any stab wounds or blood, but nothing appeared to be wrong. ‘I must have zoned out,’ I thought to myself, looking back up at Mindy.

“You good?” She asks, giving me a concerned look. I nod, trying to ease her worry, but it didn’t. “You zoned out,” She says, grabbing ahold of my face, turning it from side to side to see if anything was wrong.

“I’m fine, Mindy,” I mutter as I push away her hands. I can tell she doesn’t believe me, but she ignores it. I don’t blame her. I knew that if she did something like that, I would be worried too, but ever since I checked out of the hospital last year, I hated when people asked me if I was okay. I felt as if I was being coddled, and I hated that feeling.

Mindy’s gaze moved from off of me and onto Chad and Tara. I watched as her frown became a smirk. “Look,” she repeats, aggressively slapping my shoulder. I wince in pain as I grab ahold of the shoulder she slapped, and I turn around, facing the direction she was pointing at.

Tara and Chad were talking it up in the kitchen. They weren’t physically showing affection for the other, but you could tell by the look in their eyes that they had feelings for each other. It reminded me of how Mindy and I looked at each other before we got together.

“They’re so cute together, and they don’t even know it,” I said, staring at the two with a loving smile.

Mindy began to cringe at my comment. “It’s not cute, it’s annoying, and disgusting to watch.” She then began making gagging sounds, catching the attention of Chad and Tara. I elbowed Mindy for doing what she did, and shaking my head in disbelief, but she continued to speak. “Will you two just make out already?” She asked.

Chad fires back, “Mindy, that is so inappropriate, dude.” Mindy throws her hands up in surrender and I just watch in amusement. “Okay- Whatever. Just hurry it up,” she groaned.

We made our way to the kitchen with Chad and Tara, right Sam walked in with a bottle of wine. Mindy tried telling Sam that we didn’t need to be here, but Sam didn’t agree. “Oh, please,” she scoffed at Mindy. “You and Y/N just want to be alone together.” Chad and Tara laughed as Mindy and I shrugged and gave each other knowing looks.

The conversation then went on to how we would all be safe as one rather than be in separate locations. Chad looked around the group before saying, “This’ll be so fun. A little sleepover with the Core 5.” Everyone looked at Chad, questioning him about the nickname he just gave the group.

He passed a high five around to everyone, hoping to confirm the nickname, which everyone disagreed with. But when he got to me, I cringed at the nickname, but I felt bad. Being the “people pleaser” that I am, I high five the boy back in pity, but Chad didn’t see it that way. ���Yesss,” he cheered as the 3 other girls began to berate me for agreeing with the boy.

Anika calls us into the living room where the tv screen shows a news report. It spoke about how the police’s main suspect in the murder against Jason and Greg was Sam. I look over at Sam, giving her a sympathetic look as I begin to notice that her body is tense and she looked as if all the air had been knocked out of her.

I look back at the tv when a video of the frat party came on. Sam quickly moves from behind the couch to turn off the tv, and goes to sit at the dining room table. Tara’s the first one to engage in conversation with the girl before Chad, Mindy, and I join in.

We talk for some time, trying to cheer the girl up. Chad reminds all of us why we all came to New York together, which sparks something we never thought we’d hear. “We are the Core fucking Five,” Mindy says, prompting Chad to pull Mindy and I into a hug. Mindy and I give each other a look before rolling our eyes with a smile.

“Yeah, we are,” he cheers. I shake my head “no” at the boy as Tara and Sam watch us, also wearing a smile. We try to get Tara to say it, but she’s too stubborn.

“I’ve been sleeping with cute boy, from across the hall,” Sam says out of the blue. We all give each other a look before cheering.

“I knew it. I knew it. I fucking knew it,” I say over everyone else’s confirmations. We all stick our hands into the middle of the table, initiating what Chad called a “Core 5” high-five.

It wasn’t until Sam’s phone went off for all of us to go bizarre. It was Danny, AKA cute boy from across the hall. Tara grabs Sam’s phone and acts as if she answered the phone. “So, uh, what are your intentions?” She asks, earning laughs from all around the table.

Sam tried grabbing her phone from her sister, but Tara was quick to push her hand away. When she gets the phone back she declines Danny’s call, saying she’ll call him back.

Moans began to sound from Quinn’s room, just as Sam put her phone down, which made for another joke at the table. When banging sounds started, all our phones went off, signaling a group text. We open our phones to a picture of Ghostface strangling Quinn in her room, and suddenly time just stopped.

I sat in my seat, frozen. I continued to stare at the image as everyone stood up. I felt as if I couldn’t move. As if I was paralyzed. It wasn’t until Ghostface threw Quinn’s dead body out of the room, and revealed himself for me to finally look up.

When my eyes met the dark eyes of the Ghostface mask, I could feel as if whoever was under there was staring me down. I could practically see the smirk on their face. I had a bad feeling about tonight.

Tara and Chad quickly ran out the door as Mindy ran towards the masked killer. Ghostface slacked Mindy’s arm and she fell in pain. I quickly stood from my spot and ran towards Mindy. “Mindy!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.

Ghostface was beginning to attack Mindy again, but Anika moved the attention off of her by attacking them. Ghostface began to choke Anika, stabbing her in the stomach. I froze in my spot, next to the table as I began to remember the pain I felt when Richie stabbed me the same way.

“Y/N!” I heard Mindy scream. Her screams quickly pulled me out of my trance. I grabbed a dining room chair and made my way over to Ghostface and Anika. The girls screams filled the room as Ghostface dug deeper into Anika which their knife. I lifted the chair over my head and broke it against Ghostface’s back, causing the killer to topple over.

I helped Mindy and Anika stand as I passed Anika off to Mindy, and told her to run. Mindy did as I told her before a cloaked hand grabbed my shoulder and slammed me into the wall. Ghostface stood in front of me, staring at me for a second before stabbing me in the stomach. All the pain that I felt last year rushed back to me as I screamed in agony.

Ghostface twisted the knife in my stomach before yanking it out, causing me to scream louder. I held my stomach in pain, as blood poured out of me. Somehow this felt worse than the first time. Ghostface raised the knife, ready to attack when Sam came up behind them and smacked them over the head with a knife block. Ghostface toppled over, causing the knife to drop off of their hand. The knife slashed my shoulder and I cried out in pain.

“Shit,” I cried as Sam helped me up. We rushed into Sam’s room, where we found Anika and Mindy holding themselves in pain. Sam locked her door before Ghostface could enter. When the banging stopped, Sam remembered the bathroom door was still open, and with Mindy being the closest, she told her to close it.

“Ah, fuck, that guy’s dead,” I heard from Mindy. She began to scream, so I moved as fast as I could to help her. She was struggling to close the door as Ghostface attempted to slash her with their knife. I pulled Mindy back into the room, allowing for Sam to close and lock the door before Ghostface could enter.

Sam and Danny made a plan to escape while Ghostface banged against the door. Mindy held the door shut as I pushed the dresser against the door.

Danny passed a ladder over, telling us to climb over. Sam called me over, but Mindy and I were busy trying to keep Ghostface out. We both urged Sam to go first, which she did hesitantly.

When Sam got over, I turned Mindy and looked her in the eye. “I don’t want to lose you. I don’t know what I would do if you died and I lived. You have to go first, Mindy,” I said through my tears. Mindy shook her head and continued to mumble “no” repeatedly as she cried. I wiped her tears with my bloody fingers as I nodded yes. “You have to go, Mindy. If not for me, then do it for Chad.”

She stared me in the eyes for a total of five seconds before she gave me a soft, yet passionate kiss on the lips. I pulled her closer almost like a goodbye kiss, but she pulled away and said, “I’ll see you on the other side.” I saluted her as she exited through the window.

I waited a few seconds before making sure the door was secure. I made my way to Anika. “It’s okay. We’re gonna get you to a hospital. We just have to get you over to Danny’s. Come on,” I said, helping Anika walk over to the window with her arm around my shoulders.

She pulled herself away from me, leaning against the wall. “No, Y/N, you go. I’ll be fine. Go first,” Anika spoke through her pain. I watched as her blood Oozed from her stomach, where she held herself.

I refused to take no for an answer. I grabbed the girl and basically pushed her out the window. She was in the most pain, so she took longer to climb over.

I looked over at the door, seeing Ghostface was almost in. I hurriedly began to climb out the window, even with Anika still climbing over. I rushed to be directly behind Anika as the shouts from Danny’s got louder. I looked behind me, seeing Ghostface standing at the window. When I looked toward Mindy, the ladder began to rattle. I look back at Ghostface, seeing them shaking the ladder.

“Anika, we have to move quicker,” I spoke, trying to hold my balance. Anika sat frozen on the ladder. “Come on, Anika.”

“I know. I’m scared,” she cried. I noticed that her grip wasn’t holding on as well as mine and that with one more shake she’d be done for. I looked at where Anika was and where we were from Danny’s apartment and I took a leap of faith. I gently pushed Anika close enough to grab Sam’s hand.

She quickly pulled her in before another shake came to the ladder. I crawled a little more before feeling myself start to slip. “You got this Y/N,” I heard Mindy call out. But between the constant shaking and the major loss of blood, I didn’t feel like I had this.”

I felt my leg fall through the gap in the ladder as another shake came about. I slipped, feeling myself scream and close my eyes, but I didn’t feel myself falling. I’ve been on enough drop towers to know that this certainly wasn’t it.

I opened my eyes and there I was, holding onto the ladder as if I was on the monkey bars. I laughed at my amazing reflexes, but it didn’t last long for another shake. I tried my best to ignore the pain from the stab wounds and I began to climb. I felt like a little kid again. Like I was at the playground. I tried channeling those thoughts before I made it to the last bar.

Danny reached his hands out from between the bars. I accepted his help and shakily grabbed his hand. He attempted to pull me up through the bars, which proved to be more difficult than I thought. As my body slipped through the bars, my stomach slid against them causing me to scream in pain. Danny didn’t flinch, only mumbling “sorry” over and over again, continuing to pull me up. Sam joined in and I eventually made it through, but I’d lost so much blood that I just passed out.

I woke up in the hospital. Mindy was the only one in the room. She sat next my bed while holding my hand, but her attention wasn’t on me. It was on the tv, which was playing the original stab movie.

“You’re not finishing the movie without me are you?” I questioned with a raspy voice.

Shocked, she looked over at me, pulling me into a hug. I groaned in pain causing her to quickly let go. “Sorry, I’m just happy you’re awake,” she said, looking down at me with a happy smile. Tears welled up in her eyes as she watched me. I watched her also, noticing that she only wiped her tears when she sniffled.

“Where is everyone?” I asked, looking around.

Mindy smiled, “You missed everything, babe.” I looked at her confused before telling her to continue. “Well, how do I start? You’ve been in a medically induced coma for 3 days. Doctor said Ghostface really messed you up, and that you almost didn’t make it. But here you are,” she said, adding flare with her hands.

“So is it over?” I questioned, eager to hear about everything.

“Yes, Ethan, Quinn, and Officer Bailey turned out to be the Ghostfaces taunting us. And-“

“Wait… Quinn was one of the Ghostface? I thought she was dead.”

“And that’s why you shouldn’t trust someone with a cop for a father. They faked her death with Officer Bailey arriving first to switch the bodies,” She explained.

I shook my head in disbelief. I took my unused hand and tried to hide my face in it. Mindy squeezed the hand she was holding before continuing. “You saved Anika. She probably wouldn’t have made it if you didn’t push her through. She also stayed in the hospital. In the end, Gale and Kirby almost died, but they survived. I was stabbed on the subway. Chad somehow survived a shit load of jabs at his abdomen, and Sam and Tara ended up getting stitches. So far, everyone is getting discharged tomorrow.”

“That’s good,” I softly spoke before my face scrunched in confusion. “Wait, you were stabbed?” I asked, concerned.

“Yes. Keep up, babe,” she said quickly as if she didn’t want to talk about it. “Want to have a Stab marathon, like old times?”

I smiled at the girl and rolled my eyes. “Sure. But we are talking about this later. Understand?” I scowled at her.

“Yes, mom,” she mocked with a salute.

Mindy restarted the first stab movie, sitting back into her chair. As soon as the movie started, I pulled her into the hospital bed with me, and we started our marathon.

A/N: So, I rewatched the movie to write this, and it took me two watches to realize how much these mfs be fucking Ghostface up, and yet the mfs behind the mask don’t have no bruises, wounds, or nothing. I’m sooo confused.😐🤷🏽‍♀️

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[looneyleyle]

bitchy kie ~ j. maybank

synopsis: midsummer's and john b's hospital visit seem to push kie to snap, at her best friend in the world nonetheless. snap crackle pop!

warnings: some kie hate

words: 1882 words

note: from my wattpad account, written april 18 2022

paisley pov

kiara and i rarely ever fought. sure, we'd have petty quarrels every now and again, but never any full blown fight. this, however, was much different than any other time, and i didn't have the slightest clue as to what i did wrong.

kiara had invited me to midsummer's, despite me being a pogue. her parents had essentially taken me in when i started working at the wreck two years ago. they had even lent me a beautiful dress for the occasion. it was short, wavy at the skirt, and light orange, paired with a beautiful moon necklace. mrs. carrera even made me a flower crown, which i couldn't thank her enough for.

everything leading up to midsummer's went just fine. kie and i got ready, throwing compliments at each other left and right. we blasted music throughout the room, dancing playfully like the two teenage girls we are. when we got to midsummer's, we made snarky comments about the kooks, and we had to hold each other to contain our laughter when rose cameron waltzed in with that absolute monstrosity perched upon her head. when pope arrived, the air was still light, the three of us joking around, trying to keep our minds off of the incident with jj earlier on.

i think it all went downhill when jj was being escorted off of the premises by one of the guards. as kie was going to speak up for him, i yelled out about how he was my date, and that they had no right to throw him out. kie had her parents watching, and us pogues were already on thin ice with them. it was best for them to be mad at me for bringing jj than for them to be mad at kie for bringing him and 'embarrassing the family name' or some other bullshit kook idea they have.

when the words escaped my lips, the guard pushed jj my way. i caught him and he put an arm around my waist, making my lie more believable. he then twirled me away from the scene to the music, downed some man's drink, and yelled for a mandatory pogue meeting at rixon's. holding my hand, he didn't wait for the others to follow behind us.

we all whooped and hollered, having a great time, before settling down for this mandatory meeting. john b brought up his treasure hunt again, leading me to look at jj skeptically. he squeezed my hand, motioning for me to keep listening.

i didn't look at kiara at all during the first half of the meeting, but when the name 'sarah cameron' was slipped, she went apeshit.

"you let a kook in on our secret?!" she screamed. they all went back and forth for a bit, kiara not calming down in the slightest.

when john b and kiara were done arguing, everything went silent.

"so…" jj trailed off, trying to find something, anything, to say. kiara raised her eyebrows at him, and then did the same to me. i looked at her questioningly, not understanding why she all of a sudden had beef with me. jj shifted a bit, making me aware of the arm that had been around my shoulders throughout the argument. i didn't pull away, however, and despite kiara's piercing glare boring into my soul, i found myself becoming drowsy. my eyes drooped as my head fell onto jj's shoulder.

when i woke up, i was in roughly the same position, but in the back of the van instead of around the fire pit. john b was nowhere to be seen, pope and jj were immersed in conversation, and kiara sat alone, staring out the window and towards hawks nest. i stayed in jj's arms, still teetering on the line between sleep and consciousness.

if possible, kiara's mood was soured even more by sarah cameron leaning over john b's limp body, crying, kissing his lips as if it were a disney movie. that mood continued as sarah insisted on staying by him at all times, waiting for him to wake up.

"i could honestly care less that john b decided to befriend that snake, but she acts as if she's the only one there for him! hello, he has four perfectly good friends right here who care about him way more than she could ever even fathom!" kiara ranted, the four of us sitting around the château. due to all the injuries agatha caused, there was a limit of two visitors per person in the hospital, and some mystery man and sarah cameron filled up those two spots before the rest of us could have a say.

"at least we know that he's in stable condition. he won't drop dead, it's just a matter of time before he wakes up." i suggested, trying to calm her down. she chuckled bitterly. a burst of anger went through my body, what did i do?

"if you have something to say, by all means, get it off your chest. you've been acting like a bitch ever since we left midsummer's." i told her, arms crossed in front of me. a quiet "ooooooh" came from jj, but i was focused on kie.

"it's easy for you to be all easy-going right now, isn't it? it's only john b in the hospital. but if your boy toy were in there, you'd be raising hell over the fact that we can't go and visit."

"my 'boy toy'? and who exactly is that?" i asked, irked and a bit genuinely confused as to who she's referring to.

"isn't it obvious? you two are practically joint at the hip! all you ever do is eye-fuck each other!" kie yelled. jj shifted against me, nearly glaring at kiara.

"drop it kie." he said lowly. she just laughed sarcastically at that, deflating. i didn't feel like talking to her anymore, so i dropped it and got up to leave.

"paisley? where're you going?" jj asked, also getting up.

"i'm going home. goodnight." i told him, already walking away. i heard him follow me, but i didn't protest.

surprisingly, jj didn't say anything for the whole walk. he stayed in stride with me, occasionally whistling a little tune. when we got to the little house i shared with my mom and siblings, he spoke up.

"you okay? i've never seen you and kie fight like that." a sigh escaped my lips.

"i don't know why she's being so pissy right now. we were fine up until midsummer's! then she's mad at me for trying to calm her down? like what the fuck was that all about?" i ranted. jj nodded, not saying anything.

"and then the whole 'boy toy' comment? like what was that?" at that, jj stayed silent for a bit.

"just give her some time, i'm sure she'll realize she's being crazy after all of this sarah stuff blows over." i nodded. the door to the house creaked open, making me jump. out of the door came my little brother, charlie. i crouched down and picked up his tired figure.

"hey charlie, why're you still up?" i asked, slightly bouncing him on my hip.

"i was waiting for you to come home. momma is at work and i need my night-night kisses." he said seriously, pouting. jj smiled softly at this and took charlie from me, holding him up in the air slightly.

"how 'bout i tuck you in while your sister gets ready for bed?" he asked in a slight baby voice. charlie gave jj a tired smile, nodding. my heart melted at the sight; two of the most important boys in my life together. jj carried charlie inside, holding the door open for me with his foot. i followed after the two quietly, not wanting to wake up anyone else in the house.

jj and charlie turned into the first bedroom on the right, while i crept further into the house until i got to my room. after wiping off my makeup and putting my hair up, i made my way back to the boys.

peering into the room, i watched as jj delicately placed the blankets around charlie.

"where are my goodnight kissies??" charlie whined tiredly. jj chuckled before moving some of charlie's hair out of his face and gave him a light kiss on the forehead.

"g'night buddy." he whispered, staying near the boy until his eyes closed and breathing softened. my heart squeezed as i watched the interaction. jj was so soft and loving with charlie and it absolutely melted my heart. i tiptoed in and placed a light kiss on charlie's head. i put his favorite stuffed animal in his arms and, together, jj and i walked out of his room.

i closed the door ever so slowly as to not disturb the sleeping child. when i turned around, jj was there, staring at me. the cocky smirk he usually held was nowhere to be seen. instead, a small smile played at his lips, his soft blue eyes focused on my face. for reasons i tried to repress for many months, i couldn't look at him for more than a couple seconds before fidgeting nervously. jj placed his hand under my chin and lifted it, gently forcing me to hold his stare. when his hand dropped, my eyes remained locked on his, anticipating his next move. however, after a couple moments passed by, jj looked away and scratched at the back of his neck.

"it's been a long day, let's get you to bed."

i let out a light chuckle at that, but followed him to my room regardless. he stood near the edge of my room as i grabbed my pajamas and, as i reach to take off my shirt, he turned around, giving me the privacy that i didn't even ask for. i stopped for a moment to take in the action before continuing to strip and change into comfier clothes. when i finished, jj was still turned around. off of a whim and slight exhaustion, i walked right up behind him and hugged him, burying my face into his back. all the emotions i had buried for the boy in front of me came bubbling up, making me squeeze the boy a bit tighter. he clasped his hands over mine, letting out a deep, content sigh.

"c'mon," he said quietly, shuffling us towards the bed. he crawled in after me, leaving a sizable distance between the two of us.

once settled in, the two of us simply stared up at the ceiling, deep in thought. after a while, i closed me eyes, taking in everything that had happened in the past couple of weeks, including what was happening in that moment.

"it feels like everything is falling apart." i whispered, not opening my eyes.

"yeah, it does," he replied. after a few seconds, there was a rustling besides me. i opened my eyes ever so slightly and turned, seeing jj laying there, giving me a soft smile.

"but we always manage to get through it together." he finished.

"together." i repeated, my eyes getting heavier, the weight of everything pushing down onto my body. and so, the two of us fell asleep, just a couple inches closer than when we first laid down.

#jj maybank #jj x oc #obx #outer banks #fanfic

[chaepu]

Special Birthday - Minatozaki Sana

pairing: minatozaki sana x reader genre: fluff

after a night of celebrating y/n's birthday with all of their friends, sana and y/n head upstairs to get ready for bed.

sana rested on the bed as she watches y/n emerge from the bathroom with sana's sweater on and her hair wet. she opens her arms for y/n to cuddle up to her and she does just that.

"how did you enjoy your birthday?" sana asks "i loved every second of it" y/n smiles up to sana as she says that. "like you don't understand how much it means to me."

sana smiles back at her and waits a moment because it looks as if y/n has more she wants to say. when she doesn't speak, sana begins to take control of the conversation.

"i'm so glad everyone was able to make it. i know mina was working on a deadline and jihyo flew in today so the fact that they were there before us, i'm happy everything worked out." sana explains.

y/n doesn't say anything but sana feels something is wrong. "baby, what's wrong?" she asks in a frantic, seeing y/n with little tears falling down her face.

y/n plays with sana's fingers as they sit up to look at each other, "i've only really told nayeon this, but i used to really hate my birthday. when i moved out and was in college, i treated my birthday as any other day. i didn't tell anyone when it was, and didn't really acknowledge it." sana nods at her so let her know she's still listening and y/n continues. "yeah i went to dinners and stuff but for some reason i still hated it. then i decided a few years ago that i would celebrate my birthday, because why shouldn't i be happy that i was born?"

sana squeezes y/n's hand as an act of reassurance, rather than speaking so she doesn't interrupt her.

"i would do the things i like, like going to the movies, grabbing dinner and i would let people know that it was my birthday. and we would celebrate by going out to eat, karaoke.. stuff like that, but for some reason… i still hated it. i think i came to the realization that my birthday always felt lonely. i felt alone at the end of the night. like i didn't have anyone, and that the people around me celebrating were doing it because they had to, not really because they wanted to."

the room felt heavy at that moment. this is the first time sana has heard y/n talk about her birthday like this and in general, ever spoken like this. the only other time she's heard y/n this timid was when she was confessing her love for sana two years ago.

"but then i met you… you don't understand how much i mean it when i say i appreciate you so much, especially on my birthday, because you've reinvented how i feel about it. even before we started dating, you made me feel so special on a day that i hated so much. the way you would do your best to spend the entire day with me, and all the little things… they never went unnoticed. i realized that if i was only allowed to spend my birthday with you, i wouldn't care because being with you, i never feel lonely."

y/n wiped the little tear that fell from sana's cheek and continued.

"i don't hate this day as much as i did because you make me feel worth of having a day for myself. i don't get that hollow feeling at night when i come home. and i don't feel like everyone around me is doing things because they have to. i feel like i've found people i truly love and respect, and care for. i don't see a life without the others, and especially you, sana. you've changed my life in ways i never tell you because i don't know how to express the amount of gratitude i have for you. you deserve the world because when i'm with you, you make me feel like that, like i have the entire world in the palm of my hand."

"baby…" sana interrupts, as if she can't handle anymore of this confession.

"i don't know if that was enough but i just want you to know how much i love you and the effort you put into making me feel special."

"baby that was more than enough. i love you so much and i hate that you used to feel like you did back then. you deserve more than the world and i wish i could give it to you because i love you more than words could explain. i'm so happy that you were born and that you are able to grace everyone and me with you. you are special. you're the best thing that has ever happened to me and i will always do my best to make sure you know that."

both sana and y/n are just crying in each other's arms.

"if i had a ring, i'd propose to you right now." y/n says and they both laugh.

"not unless i get to it first." sana says.

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a/n: quick imagine in my drafts. thanks for all the love on my other posts! question.. more angst or fluff?

#sana imagines #sana scenarios #twice x reader #sana x reader #minatozaki sana x reader #twice imagines #twice scenarios #masterlist

[underworld-park-offical]

CRAIG: Hey homos

CRAIG: Remember when I said I made a Tumblr like

CRAIG: A year ago?

STAN: Yeah, that thing is more inactive than my Myspace

KYLE: You still use Myspace???

STAN: Uh…

STAN: Maybe…

STAN: But making fun of Craig is more fun than making fun of me

KYLE: Oh yeah

CRAIG: Wow, okay, first of all, fuck you guys

CRAIG: Second, we got an ask I think? 

KYLE: What do you mean you think ???

CRAIG: I don't know! Tumblr’s ask blog stuff usually sucks on Mobile

CRAIG: But I was thinking…

CRAIG: What if we like….

CRAIG: Use the questions on the blog to like uhm….

CRAIG: Ask the ghost or demon or whatever the questions?

CRAIG: Since we’re all probably too high to think clearly

TOLKIEN: No, that's just you and Kenny

TOLKIEN: The rest of us are fine

CRAIG: Haha lmao me when I lie

TOLKIEN: Shut up

CRAIG: Ew, Tolkien don't touch me

TOLKIEN: I am literally not, bitch

JIMMY: Am I w-w-w-witnessing a l-lovers q-q-q-q-quarrel?

TOLKIEN: God no

CRAIG: I would rather put a bunch of nails into a blender, sprinkle in some thumbtacks, blend it together with my hand STILL IN THE BLENDER, drink up the nails, thumbtacks, AND MY HAND AS I AM BLEEDING OUT, than EVER date Tolkien

CRAIG: Besides, he’s stupidly dating Clyde anyway

CLYDE: I CAN'T REACH THE BOARD I HAVE BIG FAT SAUSAGE FINGERS

KENNY: Well don't squish my HAND with your SAUSAGE FINGERS

CLYDE: I CAN'T HELP IT CLYDE: I CAN'T HELP THAT MY GENETICS CURSED ME WITH BIG FAT MANLY MAN HANDS

KENNY: You are the straightest gay person I've ever met

KENNY: I bet you watch Andrew Tate videos in the Home Depot shelves

CLYDE: HEY!!

CLYDE: …They kicked me out so I can't do that anymore

CARTMAN: I hate this so much, I hope all of you know that

KYLE: Shut up, like actually

STAN: What's the first question, Big Supreme Man?

CRAIG: ….

CRAIG: Never breathe those words in my presence ever again or I will twist you like an Auntie Anne's pretzel

STAN: Well butter my biscuit and call me Popeyes

CRAIG: Hey Kenny, Do you think you could fight a demon?

KENNY: HELL YEAH!

KENNY: In fact….

KENNY: HEY!! If there's a spirit watching, I bet I could kick your ass!

JIMMY: K-K-K-K-K-Kenny, d-d-d-don't you kn-kn-know the f-f-f-first r-rule of h-horror m-movies?

JIMMY: D-don't p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-p-piss off th-the ghost

KENNY: The ghost can go Sugondeez

KYLE: Sugondeez?

KENNY: SUGONDEEZ NU-

CRAIG: WAWAWAWAWAWAIT SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP

CRAIG: I wanna ask something

CRAIG: Is anyone there?

TOLKIEN: That is the most vanilla shit you could ever ask

CRAIG: Fuck you

(silence)

KYLE: Nothings happening

STAN: Lame

STAN: We did this for nothing

JIMMY: Uh, f-fellas?

JIMMY: L-l-l-l-look at th-this!

CLYDE: WAHHHHH WHAT THE FUCK WHOS DOING THAT?!

CLYDE: I'M GONNA PISS AND SHIT MYSELF!

KENNY: Does anyone wanna trade places with me?

LITERALLY EVERYONE: No

CRAIG: (pulls out phone)

KYLE: ARE YOU FILMING THIS RIGHT NOW????

CRAIG: If I'm gonna die, I wanna die famous

KYLE: UGHHHHHHHHHHH

STAN: H……..e……..y?

CRAIG: Woah, cool

CRAIG: This is gonna look so cool on my Google + account

STAN: ....Excuse me??

KYLE: Google + ?????

STAN: Who in their right mind still uses Google + ????

CRAIG: Me, your super totally cool and awesome famous friend who you should stop bullying

CRAIG: Anyways, what's up Ghost? Say hi to my fans

CRAIG: .....This is gonna get me so much clout

LITERALLY EVERYONE: (ANNOYED GROAN)

(EDITS BY @pissblanket)

#south park edits #south park #southpark #hellpark #underworld park #sp #craig tucker #kyle broflovski #stan marsh #kenny mccormick #craigfluencer

[littleavengerfics]

Can I request a Kate bishop x little male reader where the reader wants to be her little and bf but after he saw how she is around yelena he starts to become distant till one day he leaves without saying anything but Kate and yelena look for him and once they find him they make sure to never let him out of their sight (sorry if this is really vague) thx

could it also be with the prompt I will always be here to protect you..

I'm sorry for how long this took, life got crazy. 

Driven away (Male y/n x Kate x yelena)

I met Kate almost a year ago and it took me a while to admit but I definitely liked her a lot. I eventually got enough courage to ask her out, but it didn't go exactly as I thought it would.

"Hey Kate, can I talk to you about something?" She stopped what she was doing and looked up at me with a smile. "Yeah sure." She smiled, pausing the tv and moving up so I could sit next to her.

“So I just wanted to say thanks for letting me stay here, and I hope nothing changes if you don’t feel the same because it’s alright, but I like you, a lot.” She seemed completely taken aback which made me panic that she didn’t feel the same, I knew I shouldn’t have said anything to her. “Sorry you can forget I said anything.” I went to stand up but she pulled me back. “I like you too y/n.” She smiled softly. “I’m sorry it’s just not what I was expecting, I was figuring out a way to tell you but now, I don’t have to.”

“So I guess we are dating now?” I said still in disbelief, “yeah, we can turn our friends dinner into a date tonight if you want?'' Kate offered, eating a piece of popcorn. "If you give me some of that popcorn then yes." I smirked. "Okay but you have to catch it this time." She lined up her shot a few times before throwing a piece in my direction only this time it hit me straight in the eye. "Kate! You're supposed to be an archer! How do you have such a bad aim?" I chuckled, throwing it back at her.

"Maybe I just wanted it to hit you, okay that was a practice, you'll get it this time." She said lining up her shot again this time it landed perfectly in my mouth. "Okay now I've worked for it." I leaned forward, snatching a handful of popcorn. "Thanks." I grinned at her stunned face. "Oh that's how we're playing now?" She chuckled, throwing another at me. "Yeah." I smirked before throwing the handful at her.

"Hey! I'm gonna go eat my popcorn in peace." She frowned, walking off before "tripping" and throwing the bowl on me and bursting out laughing. "Oh I hate you so much." I chuckled, dusting it all off. "You are clearing this up after I kill you."

"Wait, you got popcorn in your hair." She said before putting the bowl on my head and running away. "Kate!" I yelled running after her. "I have to get ready for tonight." She excused slamming the bathroom door and locking it behind her.

I chuckled to myself before leaving to get a shower as well. After 30 minutes we were both ready. "You look really beautiful." I smiled looking her up and down. "Thank you, these are my favorite pajamas." she chuckled, I let out a cough and gestured to my matching outfit. "Oh yeah you look good too." I smiled before running and jumping on the couch. "Okay, I'm picking the first movie, and I'll order us some pizza." I stated, pulling out my phone, "Okay but I am choosing the next one." She sighed sitting next to me. “Fine by me.”

We had dated for a few months and everything was going great. I'd regress whenever she left to go fight bad guys or annoy Clint then when she came back we’d eat dinner and watch a movie or three then go to bed. It became a routine, I started regressing even more and while I was anxious she would find out the other half of me kinda hoped she would in the case that maybe she would be okay with it and be my caregiver, those feelings only doubled when she walked in on me stuck in my headspace.

I knew she would be coming home soon so I had to hide my teddy bear and comfort items but not having them and being stuck in a small headspace just made me upset. I tried just sitting and watching tv with my blanket, what could be suspicious about having a blanket wrapped around you when you’re watching a movie? 

But it didn’t bring me as much comfort as I had hoped and I started to cry. 

“Hey babe! I am home!” Kate exclaimed walking in, as soon as she saw me her face dropped. “Baby what happened, are you okay?” I shook my head no and she frowned sitting next to me. Do you wanna talk about it or just cuddle? Or both?” I held out my arms and she nodded. “Okay hang on.” She took the blanket off me for a second which didn’t help my mood but she laid on the couch and opened her arms. “Come here baby.” 

I laid down with my head on her chest as she played with my hair. “Do you want to talk about it? I’m here if you do.” I shook my head, feeling her stop running her hands through my hair for a second to lay the blanket over us. “That’s okay, we can stay like this as long as you need.” She kissed the top of my head before playing with my hair again, this time rubbing my back at the same time. I could feel myself start to calm down, I felt completely safe with her, she didn’t care that I stayed there for the rest of the night, she got her friend Yelena to drop off food, put on a movie then we fell asleep for a while. 

“Hey bishop! I got pizza, because it’s all I have seen you eat so I didn’t know what you like. oh that is disgusting.” She frowned, covering her eyes. “Yelena, we’re just cuddling because y/n was sad.” Yelena sighed with relief putting her hands back down. “Okay, I thought it was something else, I just saw the blanket. Sorry, why is he sad?” 

“I don’t know, he doesn’t want to talk about it but it doesn’t matter anyway, I’m getting all the cuddles I want so it’s good.” 

“Can I sleep here tonight? And for a week more than that” Yelena asked before heading to the kitchen to make herself mac and cheese. “Y/n why don’t we share a room then we can keep the spare room for when yelena comes over. If that’s okay?” I did sleep more in kates room anyway, I only hid in that room when I regressed to save time before she found me but I could find another way. Yelena is kate’s friend after all and she did let me stay here first. “Okay.”

“Thank you baby.” Kate smiled, kissing the top of my head. “Yeah thank you y/n, do you want some macaroni?” Yelena asked, holding out the pot, “no thank you, we’re good with pizza.” Kate answered for me, making us chuckle. “Okay you’re missing out on my delicious macaroni but okay.”

I wasn’t feeling so little anymore, if anything I was just tired, so I decided to get ready for bed. “Babe I’m gonna go get the spare room ready for yelena then I will head to bed, I’m kind of tired.” I smiled getting up, “okay, goodnight Y/n.” Kate replied before focusing her attention back to the movie.

When I woke the next morning, well afternoon, Kate wasn’t next to me, I walked out to find her asleep on the couch, somehow she stayed asleep even with the sound of clattering from the kitchen that I could only assume was yelena. 

“Hello y/n, good morning. You sleep a lot, although bishop does too. She's been asleep for like seven hours already. 

I frowned slightly, it was 12pm, Kate would have gone to bed at 5am, a fact that I couldn’t help but feel slightly disappointed to hear. After all she promised she would come to bed once her movie had finished yet she had stayed up with yelena all night. I shook off my disappointment before leaving the apartment for the day. 

Things like this happened for weeks and I began to get even more tired of it. When I arrived back home late one day they were both gone, when I texted Kate she told me they went to go see the christmas tree and if I wanted I could join but I told them it was fine. I decided to take the time to be little for a while before falling asleep in my room.

Kate woke me up the next morning, “hey baby, me and yelena are gonna go get some breakfast. Do you want to come or should I bring you something back?” I rubbed my eyes and sat up, I realized I was still cuddling my teddy bear from the night before." I threw it aside and prepared for her to get mad or call me names, that was the usual response people had, I was still feeling kind of little and soon my eyes were getting blurry with tears. Kate didn’t say anything but she sat down on the bed and rubbed my arm. "Babe, why are you getting upset? It's just a teddy bear." She said softly and I frowned. "You don't think I'm stupid?"

“Of course not, you know I love you no matter what. Who’s your friend?” She asked picking up the stuffed animal I had next to me. 

“That's ted. I've had him since I was a toddler.” Kate smiled. “Nice to meet you Ted. Do you and y/n want to come to breakfast with me and Yelena or do you want to stay here?” She asked, looking at me. “We're gonna stay. I'm kinda tired.” I said, taking him back. “Okay babe, I will see you later.” She smiled, kissing the top of my head and leaving with the russian. 

I had decided on watching Tv so I went to the living room where I must have fallen asleep again. Whenever I was little I always fell asleep so easily. 

"Hey y/n!"  "Hey baby!" I heard the women call out, waking me in the process. I whined sitting up. "Hey my little sleepyhead." Kate smiled, kissing my cheek and sitting down next to me. "Here's your breakfast. I forgot to ask what you wanted so I just got your favorite."

"Thanks Kate." I smiled. "No problem."

"You wanna watch a movie with me?" I asked pointing to the tv, it was my favorite movie and I was really hoping she would say yes.

"Oh, Sorry y/n we have plans today. You can come with us if you want? But we won't be back until dinner." I could feel my eyes filling with tears. "I'm sorry baby, please don't cry." Kate whispered softly.

"You Americans are so sensitive, its funny." Yelena chuckled but it only made me cry more, I ran out of the room and climbed into bed with my teddy.

I heard kate knock on the door before entering. "Baby I am sorry. I already had plans with Yelena. And she didn't mean to be rude, it's just how she is. Can I do anything to cheer you up?"

I wanted to tell her to stay but instead I just shook my head. "Okay, I have to go now but can you at least eat some more breakfast?" She asked, putting it on the bedside table. "I love you baby." She whispered before leaving the room. 

I laid in bed and sobbed till I fell asleep. When I woke up it was lunch time, I wasn't hungry so I decided to watch movies till they got back. When I heard her keys in the door I turned off the tv and ran to the bedroom. I didn't want to see her right now, it may be childish but I climbed into bed and pretended to be asleep.

She didn’t even come to look for me so I just stayed in bed on my phone for a few hours until she eventually walked in. “Baby? Are you okay?” I nodded, turning away from her, making her sigh. “Me and yelena are gonna watch another movie if you want to join.” I shook my head hiding under the blanket. “Okay, well if you change your mind you can join us.” She said disappointedly, leaving the room.

It continued on like this for weeks, she even forgot our date night, then the one we rescheduled all because she was out with Yelena everyday now. I knew she was allowed friends and I didn’t want to come between them but I couldn’t help but feel a little rejected. I had finally had enough when I woke up one morning and found Yelena and Kate asleep on the couch together. I was sick of feeling so replaceable so I left without saying anything or even a text. I went shopping for a few hours then kept walking for a while until I got tired and sat down on a random bench. 

I turned my phone back on to listen to some music and saw I had over 20 missed calls from both Kate and Yelena, along with a ton of texts that ranged from Yelena saying she would track my phone to Kate begging me to call her back. Before I could think it through I pressed call back and waited for it to ring, Kate answered almost immediately. “Baby! Where are you?” The panic in her voice made me want to cry, I shouldn’t have left it this long. “I sorry.” I was dropping fast and regretting every decision I had made, I just wanted to be back with kate. “It’s okay baby, can you tell me where you are?”

“Tree.” I hiccuped through my sobs, “He’s at the big christmas tree.” I heard Yelena say in the background. “But that’s where we are." I looked around hopefully before I spotted yelena running towards me. "Lena!" I yelled and she finally saw me. Kate was following behind and she ran and gave me a hug. "Baby! We were so worried about you." She kissed my head a bunch of times, making me giggle. 

"Why did you leave?" Kate asked, lifting my chin. "Katie loved Lena more an it makes me sad." Yelena gives me a confused look. "You are a little?" I look at the floor and nod in shame but Kate lifts my chin again. "I'm sorry baby, I will never let you feel that way again, from now on I'm not letting you out of my sight." 

"Hey kiddo, what if we go get you some ice cream to say sorry? And we can go home and watch all the movies you want." I nodded excitedly, wiping my tears. "Okay let's go home." Kate smiled, grabbing my hand. 

"Tanks for saving me mommy." Kate smiled down at me. "Of course baby. I will always be here to protect you." 

#littleavengerfics #little reader #sfw agere #Male little reader #Mommy Kate #kate bishop x little reader #kate bishop x reader #kate x yelena x y/n

[manicpixiedckgirl]

okay, so i posted a timeline. sue me! i quit all other social media last year and needed that dopamine hit. just a lil nicotine patch for online attention. seasonal depression is a bitch okay. i posted it here and to ig, bc ig is to late millennials what facebook is boomers. and people have all said some very nice things, but when you're posting a 10 year timeline, you're usually hoping for someone from your past to see it and go "woah! you're so different now"!

and whaddya know, this time it worked. one of my exes from when i was a teenager saw it. not one of the ones who turned out to be a lesbian, one of the ones who turned out to be a trans man. He just wanted to say hi - that he was so happy to see that i looked happy, and that i looked incredible, especially compared to the scruffy twink they had dated. (okay those are my words not his)

he and I didn’t have a great relationship at first - no one had a great relationship with me before i realized i was a trans woman obviously, but this was pretty young. I was really repressed and weird back then, and still very much without any social graces, and we were only like 16. they caught the full broadside of my emo fuckboy energy and got out fast once they saw that - i don’t blame them. I was crying in their arms about how much i hated my new body hair, and how i wanted to be able to wear dresses, and the next day i’d be completely emotionally unavailable and denying all of it. not exactly boyfriend material, not entirely boyfriend. They were very traumatized too in their own way, just realizing they were trans too, and engaging in a lot of ‘i want to be a gay man’ antics, fucking their way through the pain. He was frankly way too cool and sexually liberated to be wasting his time with that version of me. And it was very obvious to everyone who knew what that was 12-15 years ago that i was a closeted trans girl. we had a friend group that eventually fell apart, and we parted for the first time.

Later, in our late teens/20, we would end up fucking - i had started to accept and announce that my gender was complicated, and i was starting to be kinda faggy and loud about it, and not everyone hated that, and they had just started T and were boy horny. We split a bottle of wine (or was it two? It was probably two) and started watching an ashley tisdale movie. Looking back on it, how it went must definitely have been his plan, but i’ve always been blind about this stuff and was that night. It was definitely bad sex, but it was also fun sex - the first time I enjoyed myself,  and the pressure of having to be a guy wasn’t so overwhelming i didnt effectively black out. he’s one of the first people i ever talked to about feeling complicated about gender, and i think by then he had figured me out, and was just letting me get the rest of the way on my own. I still couldn’t top for him, i never rly could top for anyone, even before estrogen. but we still had fun, with our hands and with our mouths. and then after that, we'd go to art shows and poetry readings and hang out again occasionally, like we talked about doing when we were literal kids, putting on rocky horror in our front rooms.

but life takes you away from people, and he got into film school, and i somehow graduated my chemistry program and moved to the US. he moved to Germany for a while, although i hear he's back home. i got married, got separated, there was a global pandemic. we hadn't talked in years, although i had snooped on him once or twice. He’s a director now - he’s made some impressive arthouse films, all horror and gender and kitchy campy cerebral themes. He’s got a big tv writing credit on the way in irish tv. Idk - it felt rly good to impress him, to say hi, to remember. it's really cool to see other trans people thriving and living life, always. anyone who cleaves reality to themselves and fashions themselves into someone they can love is someone who impresses me. but it's different when it's someone you've known for almost half your life - someone you were a fucked up kid with, not sure if either of you would make it to 18. and to be smiling at each other, looking at 30, and wondering what's next. i'm really proud of the both of us actually. and i needed that today.

#trans #essay #diary

[jungwnies]

꒰💘 ୭̥ ‧ ˎˊ- ・ two of a kind | kang taehyun

SYNOPSIS. a story in which kang taehyun has a twin brother who has been pursuing you for a while; that is until kang taehyun begins to notice you a little more each day. !

GENRE. angsty romance , romance au , kinda love triangle ! PAIRING. gn!reader x twin x idol!taehyun ! WARNINGS. cursing, playful banter, taehyun isn’t very nice in this story ! WC. 2638 !

AN. requested by @oxziee ; hopefully this meets your expectations, i really enjoyed writing it ! <3

“can’t you and your little baby boo bae go somewhere else?” taehyun nags his twin as the two of you sat in the bedroom watching the movie.

“we’re not dating.” taejeon tells his brother rolling his eyes.

taehyun scoffs, “still, i just came from tour can’t you give me a break?“

you stand up and reach your hand out to taejeon, “let’s just go to the living room jeon, clearly we’re unwanted here.” taejeon gets up giving his brother the side eye before leaving the room with you.

“sorry about him he’s just being annoying.” taejeon apologizes as the two of you made your way down the stairs.

you laugh and smile, “it’s fine.”

the two of you make yourselves comfy on the couch; conversations here and there as the movie plays on the screen. you on the left side of the couch and taejeon on the right.

you turn your head when you hear footsteps down the stairs and see taehyun. you turn your head back to the screen and continue to watch the move intently.

“wait can you pause it, i’m getting a little thirsty.” you interrupt and taejeon nods.

“do you want me to get you a water?” taejeon asks as you shake your head.

“it’s fine i can get it myself, i need to use the bathroom anyways.” you smile and get up from the couch making your way to the bathroom.

you open the bathroom door after washing your hands and walk forward bumping into taehyun. “can’t you watch where you’re going?” taehyun sighs as he held his plate of snacks. “i could’ve dropped my snacks.”

“right, sorry.” you scoff rolling your eyes.

taehyun looks at you with intense eyes, “he really hasn’t asked you out yet?” taehyun asks with a smirk.

“as if that’s any of your business, now if you’ll excuse me.” you reply moving past him to the kitchen. as you press your cup against the water dispenser your kind couldn’t help but wandered to what taehyun said and the look on his face when he said it.

you pull your cup away and scoff, what a dick.

“got your water?” taejeon asks as you sit down on the couch, you give him a nod and motion for him to continue the movie.

however; the movie was once again interrupted by the sound of his brother. “mom wants you.” taehyun shouts.

taehyun runs down the stairs while taejeon ran up. taehyun sits besides you and leans back with his arms crossed, “what do you see in my brother?”

you laugh slightly, “come again?”

“you like him…don’t you?” taehyun asks again sitting up properly now.

you roll your eyes, “so what if i did, that doesn’t involve you.”

“you hate answering questions don’t you.” taehyun sighs.

“your questions are just stupid and have no business with you, so i’m not going to answer them.” you argue. “for someone whose an idol i would’ve expected a little more maturity.”

“i’m mature” he says causing you to laugh.

“you haven’t changed a bit tyun.” you tell him sighing, “imagine what your fans would think if they knew how much of an asshole you are.”

taehyun laughs, “what are you going to do, tell them?” he looks at you and shakes his head immediately after.

“what?” you ask confused. “do i have something on my face?”

“you just haven’t changed much either y/n.” he tells you.

you lean back in your spot and close your eyes, “i still think i’ve has more character growth than you.”

“i don’t know i still see the 15 year old y/n who fought me for an ice pop 5 years ago.” taehyun says laughing as you threw a pillow at him.

“sorry that took forever should we continue the movie?” taejeon says sitting in his old spot. you nod and taehyun looked at the both of you and got up to go back to his room. “hopefully he didn’t annoying you too much.” taejeon says clicking play on the remote.

you shake your head, “he was just being taehyun.”

•••

as your train arrived to seoul you hear a ring from your phone, “hello?”

taejeon answers quickly, “hey y/n, i got caught up with something so i asked taehyun to pick you up.”

you walk off the train and look around, “that’s fine i think i see him.”

“okay, just let me know when you get to our house.” tae jeon says on the phone.

“you’re not home?” you ask making your way to the boy who stood by the pole on his phone with his mask on and a hat.

“i got caught up with something at uni, I’ll be home soon hopefully tyun doesn’t annoy you too much.” taejeon tells you.

“okay, i’ll see you later then.” you hang up the phone slipping it into your tote bag as you tap the boy on his shoulder. “ready?”

taehyun nods, “if you see dispatch, run.” as the two of you walk out of the station to the parking lot. “i’ve also got to pick something up from the dorms before we go to my place.” he tells you.

“i’ll make sure to run, i don’t think i’d want to be seen with you in public and then have it plastered all over social media.” you tell him jokingly.

“i think if people saw me with you they’d tell me i can do better.” taehyun jokes back as you hit him in the arm.

“it doesn’t get better than this, tyunnie.” you tease as the two of you step into the van provided by his company.

his heart couldn’t help but flutter the moment you called him back the nickname you gave when the three you had first became friends.

•••

“god why isn’t he here yet.” you complain as you waited for taejeon to come home.

taehyun turns around in his desk chair and faces you who sat in the beanbag on the floor, “don’t you ever stop complaining?”

you shake your head, “i’ve been waiting for at least 2 hours, he’s not responding to my texts, AND i came here all the way from daegu because we were supposed to hang out.” you throw your head back slouching deeper into the beanbag.

“are you hungry?” taehyun asks scrolling through his phone.

you shrug, “i guess a little i am.”

“sounds like a problem that isn’t mine then.” taehyun jokes as you shot him daggers with your eyes. “im just joking, there’s this place near hybe that has really good food, it’s only 11 minutes from here and maybe we can even meet up with my other members if you’re up to it.”

you stand up from the beanbag, “let’s go, lord knows how long jeon is going to take to get home.”

taehyun laughs grabbing his jacket off the coat rack hanging behind the bedroom door before proceeding to go out with you.

as the two of you sat in the car silently he finally breaks it, “you’re not as bad as i thought.” he says looking at you.

you look at him puzzled, “what do you mean?” you laugh.

he shrugs, “i’ve only ever seen you interact with my brother and when we interact it’s just banter, but you’re actually not annoying.” he sighs, “i think the last time we actually hung out without fighting was before i became an idol.”

“what’s it like?” you ask.

“what what like?”

“what’s it like being an idol.”

“it’s stressful, expectations are high, and we don’t have the time really to hang out with family but we got lucky this time.” he tells you running his hands through his hair.

“do you like it at least?” you ask putting your phone in between your legs.

“yeah, but there are times where it gets annoying.” he looks out the window as the vehicle began to slow, “we’re here.”

he gets out the car keeping the door open for you as the two of you entered the restaurant to be greeted by four other boys.

you smile and wave and sit down besides taehyun.

“y/n this is yeonjun hyung, soobin hyung, beomgyu hyung, and huening kai.” taehyun introduces as you smile at them. “guys, this is y/n.”

“are they the love of your life?” beomgyu asks teasingly.

taehyun laughs and shakes his head, “they’re more my brothers than mine.” he looks down at the time on his watch, “he was running late and we got hungry so we decided to come here.”

“well, it’s nice to meet you y/n.” yeonjun says smiling, “hopefully we’ll get to see more of you.”

you smile, “it’s nice to meet you guys too, it’s refreshing to see a different face considering they’re twins.”

taehyun rolls his eyes as you laugh with yeonjun, “oh you have no idea how tiring it is to see his face everyday.” beomgyu jokingly says getting daggers from tyun.

“jeon just texted me asking me where i am.” you whisper showing your phone to taehyun. “i’ll tell him i’ll be there soon.”

taehyun nods as the server comes with the food the lot of you ordered. “thank you.” they all say in unison before the 6 of you indulged.

after eating and saying bye to the boys you make your way to the car, “it’s a little chilly don’t you think?” taehyun asks fixing the sleeve on his jacket.

you nod and laugh as you walked with short sleeves, you feel the cloth cover as taehyun draped his jacket over your shoulders. “oh, thank you.” he smiles and the two of you continue to walk to the vehicle. “thanks for taking me out to eat, your members are really refreshing to be around.”

“i hope they weren’t too annoying.” he laughs.

you shake your head, “they’re less annoying than tou, especially beomgyu he’s hilarious.”

he looks down and smiles bitterly, “they made a good point though.” you look at taehyun with a questioning face, “i hope we get to see you around a little more.” he says smiling.

“oh don’t get all soft on me now tyun, you were bullying me just a few hours ago.” you tease stepping into the vehicle with taehyun behind you.

•••

you walk into their home with taehyun and see jeon waiting on the sofa, “you were with taehyun?” he huffed.

you nod, “you took long jeon, and i was getting hungry.” you tell him taking off taehyun’s jacket passing it back to him thanking him with your smile.

he proceeds to go upstairs leaving you and jeon downstairs. “i brought you something because i took so long.”

“yeah?” you question, “what is it?” you ask sitting besides him on the sofa comfortably.

he pulls out a box and hands it to you, “just something small from near my university.”

you open the box and there reveals your favorite snacks, “oh jeon, you know i love these.”

he nods, “i remember you telling me you haven’t had them in a while and the shop by me was still open.”

you smile taking a bite of your favorite snack, “mm it’s really good.”

you turn around to the sound of feet going down the stairs and see taehyun, “yn can i talk to you for a sec?”

you stand up and follow taehyun to the kitchen telling jeon it’ll take just a minute.

“what do you need?”

“nothing, i just wanted to talk to you.” he smiles as he opened the pantry.

“but i was talking to-“

“i know, you were talking to my brother but it doesn’t hurt to steal you away from him does it?”

•••

taehyun and you have grown closer as you visited them a few times a month. taejeon always managed to be slightly late giving you more and more time to grow close with the boy.

it was almost as if he was becoming your bestfriend.

it was inevitable, with the amount of time the two of you had spent together in just the span of a few weeks.

here you two were laying in the backyard pointing out the stars.

“look at that one, it’s brighter than all the rest.” you say pointing at a star.

“that’s a plane yn.” taehyun says laughing.

you shake your head and then laugh, “no it’s not look.”

“yn… it’s a plane.”

“oh my god you’re right, it’s moving.” you laugh hysterically holding your stomach now sitting up properly.

“yn, i really…” taehyun begins looking at you lovingly.

“hm?”

“hey yn i’m home!“ you hear taejeon’s voice echo from the front. “what we’re you guys doing out here?” jeon asks seeing the blankets laid out of the ground and the string lights on.

taehyun shakes his head, “nothing, just chilling.”

“wait you were going to say something.” you say as taehyun began to stand up.

“oh it’s nothing important, don’t worry about it.” he says smiling leaving.

“you and taehyun have grown close lately.” taejeon says sitting besides you.

you nod still wondering what taehyun had to say to you. “i actually have to ask him something, i’ll be right back.”

taejeon nods as you stand up to go looking around the house to find the boy. “there you are.”

taehyun looks at you as he poured water into his cup, “what’s up?”

“i’m still curious to what you were about to tell me.” you say nagging.

“it’s nothing serious yn, don’t worry about it.” he tells you smiling.

you shake your head, “no i could tell it was serious by your facial expression.”

“can i show you instead?” he asks stepping closer as you nod agreeing. he snakes an arm around your waist pulling you closer. you look at him confused.

“tyun what are you doing?” he tell him putting your hand on his chest to keep the distance.

“yn i really like you.” he tells you pulling away.

“what?” taejeon says from the doorway watching the sight in front of him. “taehyun, what?” taejeon now stepping fully into the kitchen, “do you like him back yn?”

you look down the back up straight into his eyes, “i don’t know.”

“do you like me?” jeon asks bitterly.

you shake your head, “i’ve only ever saw you as a friend taejeon.”

“what’s so different, we have the same face.” jeon asks with anger.

“don’t catch an attitude dude.” taehyun says stepping in front of you as jeon got a bit more aggressive.

“jeon i’m sorry, but you knew it too. i’ve never led you on or treated you any differently than any of my other friends.” you tell him pushing taehyun to the side. “i think i should go though, this is something the two of you need to sort out as brother.” you smile weakly at taehyun before making your way out.

you walk down the street contemplating that was until you heard foots behind you. you began to speed up as the foot steps increased in speed as well, you feel a hand grab your wrist and you almost shout in fear until you turn and realize it was none the other taehyun.

he didn’t hesitate to go on for a kiss leaving you speechless, “i couldn’t just let you go.”

“what about your brother.” you worry.

he shakes his head, “we’ll figure it out but i couldn’t let you slip through my fingers so easily.”

you smile, “i really hope you figure it out with taejeon though, i wouldn’t forgive myself if i got in between you two.”

he nods, “i promise i’ll figure it out with him, but for now i’ve got to ask you a question.”

you look at him confused as his hand slipped into yours, “be mine?“

you laugh, “let me think.” you tell him jokingly staying silent for a few seconds before saying yes.

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