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lovedgalaxy · 1 year

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| Rainy Nights ft. ear scritches |

where Tighnari plays hard to get when it comes to petting his ears until one rainy night breaks his resolve. Or, Tighnari FINALLY allows you to pet his ears after a year of pining for eachother.

genre: romance

word count: 1.6k+

TW: none

His ears were something of a mystery.

They were fluffy, long and almost had a mind of their own. They conveyed Tighnari’s feelings a little too well, with twitches whenever something piqued his curiosity to perking up tall if something spooked him. You found it quite endearing, especially when they almost seemed to move towards your fingers when you tried to touch the fluffiness of them. Although he denied your hands the need to touch, Tighnari secretly craved for your fingers to brush over his ears “accidentally” one day. He wouldn’t just.. allow you to pet them, no, he had to play hard to get. A tease. He’d move his ears in your line of sight on purpose sometimes, just to see if you’d get distracted ( and 9 times out of 10, it worked ).

Today was no different from any other; you spent your time when not patrolling the forest with the other rangers hanging around Collei. She was such a sweet girl and someone you quickly found to be your closest friend. She was smiling when you met her outside of her little home, the rays of sun catching in her hair and making it seem almost an even lighter green than it was. “Are you ready for today?” She said happily, her hands tugging on your shoulder as your face crumpled in confusion. Today? What was going on? Collei caught your expression and gasped rather loudly. “Did Master not tell you?” Tighnari had a tendency to get caught in his work and would forget to pass on messages at times, today being no exception to that. “We’re going out closer to the contaminated zone! Well, as close as my body will allow..” Collei was a strong girl, dealing with her illness and all. “Seems he’s failed to pass on yet another message to me!” You teased, pouting dramatically.

“Quiet, you; you found out eventually, didn’t you?” His face appeared in the corner of your eyes, ears flopping slightly to one side as his head was tilted slightly. Your hands shot outwards, pressing against Tighnari and shoving him just slightly as Collei giggled at the sight of her master and best friend. “Well, yeah, but—“ “So! Today is a day where caution MUST be exercised!” Tighnari marched forward, leaving both you and Collei behind and scrambling slightly to catch up to him.

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After walking for a few hours, the group made it to the edge of the contaminated zone. Collei was slightly winded, and since it was getting rather dark out, Tighnari decided that they should stay in the forest for a night before continuing onwards. “Master, are you sure you wanna take the first watch?” Collei questioned from where she sat next to the tent and supplies Tighnari seemed to produce out fo the nowhere. He looked towards your friend, eyes scanning over her features before answering her. “Yes, Collei. You need to rest; we did walk for a good portion of our trip today.” You agreed with him, moving to sit next to her, arm moving around her shoulder as to support your best friend. “Your rest is most important out of us three. Don’t you wanna be able to explore even more tomorrow if you rest now?” Collei wanted to prove to not only them but to herself that she was much stronger than her illness made her seem. She reluctantly agreed, you moving to stand and help her up into the tent. “Don’t worry, I won’t let anything hurt us tonight, promise” Tighnari nodded as Collei peered towards her master, a weak smile over her lips. “I believe you, Master. Have a good night..” She spoke quietly before shifting into the tent with your help.

After a bit of time helping Collei become more comfortable, you slid out of the tent and your eyes landed on the fox’s back. It was nice out, the sky was clear with stars glittering beautifully against the dark of nightfall. Tighnari looked.. handsome in this moment and you couldn’t stop the flush of your cheeks when he turned slightly to meet your gaze. His ears, oh, his ever teasing ears twitched slightly at the noise of your shoes crunching on the gravel beneath them and his face didn’t change it’s expression of confusion when you sat next to him. “Should you be sleeping too? Night watching only takes one person, yknow.” You leaned back against your hands, legs stretched outwards as Tighnari sat more proper and with his legs crossed. “I’m not tired; plus you seemed lonely out here.” You said, face pointed towards the bits of the sky poking through the trees. Looking at you in this light made Tighnari’s heart pick up in speed. Why? He didn’t understand his body sometimes when you were around; the top of his tail would sway slightly if he caught a glimpse of you coming back from patrols, his ear would twitch slightly at the sound of your voice and his heart wouldn’t stop beating fast if you were close.. just like now. Why must his body react this way? It’s not like he saw you in any different light other than a forest ranger.. right?

“Well, you should rest with Collei; you know how rough the contaminated zone can be.” He was looking in the opposite direction when you looked from the sky to where he sat next to you. You both were close enough to feel his clothing against your leg and the scent of flora would hit your nose as the wind would blow gently. Tighnari wasn’t looking at you, seemingly occupied with something to the left of you both and now would be the perfect time to just.. reach forward and pet his ears.

“You also know that I find it rather hard to sleep in the forest if not in the comfort of Gandharva Ville.” You gave a lame excuse to just be in his presence and you hoped Tighnari didn’t catch it. While he wouldn’t admit that he caught on to the poor acting attempt, he played along with you anyways. “Hmm.. so, you’d rather sit out and stay awake than sleep to make time pass by quicker?” He said while turning his head towards you, his eyes meeting yours as he spoke. Gah, why does he have to look at me like this? Why can’t I control my feelings when he looks at me this way? Your mind was screaming these sentences as you swallowed hard. “I’m just teasing you, relax.” He smiled, then and you couldn’t resist looking away from him, face ablaze with embarrassment.

Suddenly, you felt Tighnari shift slightly, his clothing no longer against your leg but now you felt a gentle presence against your head. “Hey, I was just kidding; look at me.” You turned your head slightly to find Tighnari had moved, sitting directly in front of you now that your legs shifted upwards so you could hold them. His hand was placed on your head, his gentle touch soothing. He took your posture as in he had somehow offended you, when in reality, Tighnari made you nervous. “How about I make it up to you, hm?” His voice was hushed, almost as if he didn’t wanna wake the forest surrounded your little camp. “Make it up to me?” You questioned and he nodded. His ears bounced slightly as he moved forward, even closer to where you sat.

You couldn’t help your cheeks from glowing a bright red at the closeness between the two of you. You’d never really and truly looked at Tighnari this close before and my, oh my, he was a sight for sore eyes. His lashes were slightly longer than average, his eye color a beautiful mix of greens and yellows and his skin was free of blemishes. He was just in awe of you, and the closeness was also affecting him. A light dusting could be seen, if you weren’t close up and caught in his gaze. “I’ll allow you to touch my ears..” He murmured, his ears twitching just slightly as your head moved back slightly to really scan his face. Was he serious? “H-Huh? But, Tigh-“

He takes this time to move his hand from the top of your head, gently taking your wrist and moving your own hand on top of his head. Your hand is rested between both ears, the sides of your hand brushing against the fluffy fur bunched up at the base. No words were shared in this moment; just your eyes moving from his features to gaze upwards to his ears, while your hand slowly moved towards the right one. Your touch was soft, almost afraid of hurting or tickling him as your fingertips slid over the fur and upwards to the tip of his long ears. You took your time admiring them, and Tighnari couldn’t handle the look your eyes held as you looked back down towards him.

They were full of a feeling both of you felt strongly. Love.

While spending a night in the forest, with your best friend sleeping soundly in the tent and with your mentor in front of you, Tighnari took the initiative to lean forward. You could feel his breath fanning over your face as your hand moved to the left ear. It was like he was silently asking for permission for something you both wanted. As your hand moved to lightly scratch the fur at the bottom of the ear, you nodded and he moved in all the way to press his lips to yours. It was like your heart soared when you kissed and now both hands were holding his ears, almost holding him captive. But, Tighnari wouldn’t dare move from his spot in front of you. His tail was wagging violently, swaying side to side as the kiss continued.

A couple more seconds passed before Tighnari was the first to pull away from you. Your hands stilled their movement, now they rested against his shoulders so you could really process what had just happened. The guy you'd be crushing on for so long, who just so happened to be your mentor.. kissed you? And you kissed back? It almost felt like a dream, honestly. "Wow." You blurted out before you were able to stop yourself and Tighnari laughed at this. He found your astonishment endearing and his hand moved to cup the side of your face softly. His thumb caressed your cheekbone before he spoke once more. "I like you. Alot, actually, and sometimes I can't help when my tail wags or my ears twitch when I hear your voice and my body just has a mind of it's own and-" Tighnari was nervous rambling and you smiled at this, cheeks a bright red at his confession.

" I like you too. Alot." You said you stop his rambling and it worked; his mouth stopped moving as his ear twitched at your words. His feelings were reciprocated and this had his tail wagging instantly. "Really?" Tighnari was hopeful; hopeful that you liked him just as much as he liked you, hopeful that he could kiss you again, hopeful for the future these statements hold. You nodded, smile plastered on your pink face. "Yes, Tighnari. I like you too. So much, honestly." Your voice shook slightly out of nerves; you'd never confessed to anyone like this before. While these confessions were happening, the atmosphere around them was changing. There was a chill to the air now and the stars that were twinkling not long ago were now gone and replaced with rain clouds.

Tighnari sensed this when a raindrop fell onto his head, ears twitching as he looked towards the sky. "Rain." Was all he said before urging you to stand with him. " Let's go underneath here, besides the tent." His hand was on the small of your back as he led you to the tree who's leaves could almost be used as an umbrella itself. The rain picked up slightly, a steady stream falling now as they narrowly missed being drenched. You looked towards Tighnari, arms snaking slowly around his waist to pull him into a hug. He seemed to want this as well, arms already moving around you in sync with yours around him. You both felt the warmth you had for eachother and this only left hope for tomorrow morning.

"Tighnari?"

"Yes?"

"Can I pet your ears again?"

#genshin impact #genshin tighnari #hoyoverse #tighnari #tighnari x reader

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f1-mverstappen · 2 years

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MAX VERSTAPPEN FANFIC

Oceans eyes (part 1)

(Gift is not mine. Credit to owner)

So this is my new fanfic about max that I’ve been working quite along now. I hope you like it. I’ve been inspired by the song “Ocean eyes” by billie eilish.

Summary: reader and Charles Leclerc have been best friends since forever, and one day she met Max through Charles and that’s where their love story begin. The reader is a kids doctor and she’s not into the f1 world. With both their busy schedule they will have to learn how to go beyond their own challenges if they wanna stay together.

Characters: Reader x Max Verstappen

Ocean eyes (part 1)

My name is x and I was born and raised here Monaco, my father is the owner and CEO of the BNP Paribas Bank, which is a French bank that operated all over the world and my mom is a doctor at the “Center hospitalier Princesse Grace”. My father always tried to push me into the finances world but my heart had already made its choice.

Since I was a little girl I always loved to help my mother with people, but mostly kids in need. That’s why I became a pedriatrician. On my free time from school and then college, a couple years ago, I helped in an institution that helped kids with different illnesses. Our main job was to help with reabilitacion, but also provide them with shelter, health and education so they can follow theirs dreams. At this point I worked in same hospital as my mom, but I also work in the institution where I’ve been helping my whole life basically. And of course I love it more than anything.

It was the start of august and Monaco was full of people who came from all over the world. The beautiful marine was filled up with the most beautiful yatchs, from small to big. It was a superficial environment of course, the streets were full of people wearing the latest designer clothes, everyone looked their best when walking the streets of Monaco.

It was a lovely Saturday and I finally managed to get a free weekend, which didn’t happen in a long time, so i decided to meet with my lovely friend Charles Leclerc for a coffee in the beautiful “Cafe de Paris”. We were friends since pre-school, we always share everything with one-another till we’re like 15 years old, and then of course life moved its way and I went to college to pursue my dream and so did Charles, but we never lose contact with eachother. We just don’t spend the time together like we used too. I arrived at the cafe and there he was. “Omg (Xreader), you look absolutely incredible, i miss you so much” he said with the most radiant smile opening his arms to hug me. “I miss you to Charles, it’s been forever”

We asked for our coffee and we talked for hours. “How can you not know anything about formula one, when your best friend is literally fighting for the championship?? You’re unbelievable Xxx” he said to me, he had a point. “ you never explain anything to me, and I don’t have the time to watch you know..” I answer honestly “and if you were a nice friend you would already teach me, how can the only thing I know is how fast the tyres are changed.. what a shame” I mocked him a little. We laughed at my ignorance..

“So how is Charlotte doing, I barely see her nowadays..” I ask him and immediately his dark blue eyes shine. “She’s doing fine actually, she’s been studying arquitecture and she’s developing her brand witchs consists in customising shoes and other stuff” he told me very proud “and she’s been incredibly to me very supportive as well I love her very much” he continued talking about her and just by listening I knew my friend was completely in love with her. “I’m so happy for you Charles, you deserve everything and more, you’ve always been the best to everyone, now it’s your time to be happy” I said to him truly

“Yeah I know, you’re the best, but you don’t run away from the question, when do I get to meet your boyfriend??” I laughed kinda too loud at his question “well I would present you if I had one, which I don’t..” I gave him a small smile “how can you not have a boyfriend? At least someone you’re interested in?”, “no not even that, I work with old people, old, ugly doctors and as I spend my life there it gets though to find someone” I laughed of my own misery. It’s not like I was looking for someone, because I wasn’t at all, but I know how Charles was.. “we have to changed that miss (Xreader), you are so beautiful, best student in class all years, a heart of gold, I have to find you a boyfriend” oh now, I thought to myself “ I appreciate Charles, but I’m fine, I’m really focused on my career right now. When I looked to Charles he was waving at someone that I didn’t see right away only when he approached to our table.

He was tall, blond hair that was pulled back in a nice way, and a very beautiful ocean eyes. “Mate how are you!?” Charles said while handshaking him. “Well I’m fine now that I’m leading the championship plus on vacation, I’m Perfect” he said laughing “well enjoy it while it last, you know it ain’t for long” Charles respond in a joking but kinda provocative way. I assumed that this was his opponent for the tittle. “So Max this is my best friend (xreader), and (reader) this is Max Verstappen, mostly know by Super Max ” he said joking I guess.

“Hello Max, nice to meet you” i got up and handshaked him, I gave him a small smile and I think it was the first time he looked at me since he arrived. “Nice to Meet you (Xreader)”

He’s blue eyes met my green ones and we kinda got stuck in that moment it was like no one was there. After a couple of seconds later our hand were still interlaced, and eyes stuck on one another. I came back to reality and hoped Charles didn’t noticed my moment with his friend or whatever they were.

“Mate sit with us have a drink” please say no! I thought to myself “sure, why not”, of course now I had to look at him after our strange moment a couple minutes ago. “Só Charles are you staying in Monaco on vacation?!” Max asked Charles “No, I’m going to Mexico with Charlotte and some friends and you!?”

“Well for now I’m staying in Monaco, enjoying the boat and the jetsky.. kinda of tired of travelling actually, but maybe I will change my mind and go somewhere else, if something changes” he looked straight at me, with his blue eyes shining so bright. They were very beautiful. He was very handsome, dressed in a blue linen shirt that matched his eyes, beige shorts and white sneakers, simple but beautiful. He changed the subject to me “So (Xreader) do you live here in Monaco” he ask me interested “Yes, my life is here, thats where I met the monecat Charles.” I joked a little. “What about you?!” I continued. “I’m a fórmula 1 driver, I’m from the Netherlands and I moved to Monaco a couple years ago, because everyone around this circle of pilots live here so it’s nice. It’s a lovely place to lived. What do you do for living?” he ask me with interest in his voice. “I’m a pediatrician” I said proud of myself and my dear friend Charles couldn’t contain himself and said “she graduated with high score at college, and honers from Monaco government.” He said proud of me, and I smile at my friend.

I felt max’s eyes on me, a very intense look and then he said “that’s very impressive, your parents must be very proud.”

Charles interrupted our conversation to telll that he need to go, Charlotte called him for an “emergency” I laughed and told him it was okay.

“We can meet another day and you can see Charlotte” he said to me. “Yes I would love that”

We hugged again and said our goodbyes. And that’s when I realised Max was still in front of me. I spoke first “Do you wanna get going?”

“Actually, do you wanna go for a walk or something” I look at him and didn’t know exactly what to say I felt a heat coming on my body. It’s been too much time since a man asked me for anything that a simple “go for a walk” was a reason for me to get a little shy. And he noticed it. “Cmon it will be fun I promise” he added. “Fine, I’m coming”.

Well that was the first part. If you like I will post the next part tomorrow.

Bye bye

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10bisous · 4 years

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🌊

#idle chat #finally being able to be w/ someone who matches my tenderness is so intoxicating #we both share the same love languages and it makes me want to cry #he’s in mexico rn and i havent been texting him as much so he could focus all his energy into enjoying him b/c he really deserves it #but then he texted me yesterday telling me how much he’s missed me #and then he started talking about how much he appreciates and like me #and my heart just 💕💗💝💗💘💗💖#he’s so genuine and sweet #i cant wait until he comes back to the states #i cant wait until we can finally meet #for once in a relationship i havent had to question my worth and its so nice #we’re both so supportive of one another and help eachother be the best that we can #man!!!#i really spoke this into existence before the new year #and look at it manifesting!!!!!

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yeahimaloser · 3 years

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Oooo I also got another good request how about a hawks x reader childhood friends they grow up together she took his punishments for him yk they have each other’s back and then in the future a villian attack and she ALMOST dies but no she gets save then hawks realizes he loves her and it’s all fluff at the end eek

Ok so, I literally love this request so much, I have no idea why it took me so long to write, but it's finally done!

Oh my god it took so long.

they/them pronouns used.

8k words! please enjoy!

16+ a bit suggestive at the end.

. . .

You sniffed, a hand wiping across your face as tears stung your eyes.

You had been training with the commission for a while now, almost a month to be exact. And it was so hard. In fact, it felt more like they were specifically targeting you.

You looked over at one of the other kids in the commissions program, Keigo, he seemed to have no problem with this exercise, in fact, you would have thought he was excelling at it.

But you could only sit and watch as his little wings flew past you.

You were only pulled from your family recently, but you knew that Keigo was here longer than you were. You rarely talked to him since your arrival, maybe it was because part of you didn’t want to become friends with anyone, maybe it was a small way of acting out, you didn’t know why, but you didn’t like him. He was just so much better than you.

Ever since you first came here, you’ve felt weak. You felt inferior to Keigo, you couldn’t help but compare yourself to him, watching exciede everyones expectations.

Compared to him, you were nothing but a dull blade.

You look down at your hands, cursing them as if that would do you any good. Your eyes stung again, the dust prickling against your eyelids.

The exercise was not supposed to be a difficult one, in terms of the gruelling training practices that they made you do, this one was pretty easy. All you had to do was get from one point in the commission's training facility, all the way to the other side of said facility. A simple running exercise. Although the floors were littered with traps, making it harder for you to get there, you knew it was supposed to be easy. And yet, for whatever reason, you had such immense difficulty.

Your quirk was mostly made for combat. It was the power they gave you the ability to control metal through your will. And although others might find it useful, you found it so difficult.

The problem was, your power was flashy, and yet not as easy to use as one might think. The metal had to touch you, which means that you have to get a hold of some metal object. And although technically you would be controlling it through your mind (Making it fly through the air at your own will) the object couldn’t be very heavy. Whatever metal object you wanted to use would weaken you. For example, controlling a knife was no problem, but controlling a 20 pound ball of metal was extremely difficult. which made your quirk almost completely useless here. Doing a running exercise, like you were doing now, there is little to nothing you could do with your quirk. The only times that your quirk would actually be useful, was during rescue missions or during an attack with multiple heroes in a big city with a lot of metal that you could touch. But that wasn't the case, and you hated it.

As you sat in the corner, trying desperately not to show your tears, you felt a gust of air as you looked up, only to be met with red wings.

“Are you…Ok?”

You never noticed how pretty his eyes were, the honey color’s made his features look so much softer.

After a few minutes, you realized he was still waiting for you to answer.

And for whatever reason, you felt your whole face becoming hot.

“I’m fine.” You said all too quickly.

He raises a bushy eyebrow at you, his face quizzical. “If you’re sure, but we are partners.”

You rolled your eyes.

You two were never truly partners. In this compound, there was only yourself to be concerned with.

“Stop pitying me, I can help myself.”

He smirked, “You say as if you’re not on the ground as we speak.”

You felt your face heating up again as you sprang to your feet, your eyes quickly narrowed, trying your best to seem composed.

“Why did you come back for me?”

But Keigo just shrugged, “Saw someone in need of help.”

That was the last straw.

You angrily stomped away. Who was he to judge you? Who was he to act like some hero? You knew he was the commission's golden boy, they loved him, he was their best weapon.

And you knew he was bright enough to know that as well. Although he never got any special treatment, you could tell by the way they trained him, how they paid more attention to his abilities and not so much the other’s.

Including you.

You felt something pull at you, something tugging you back.

You turned to see- a feather?

“Hey wait a sec,” Keigo said, “I wanna ask you something.”

Your face hardened, you two should be getting back to training soon, you knew the instructor would most likely yell at the two of you for falling too much behind.

“Ask your question and let's go,” you said, huffing.

“Do you want to be friends?”

The question caught you so off guard, causing you to stumble over a rock in front of you.

You whiped back to him, your eyes widen as you realized he was completely serious.

“Wha- friends? What the hell are you on about? There are no friends here, that's an idiot's dream.”

But Keigo only shrugged, “Well, then I guess I’m an idiot.”

You stared back at him, a look of pure disbelief written on your face.

Was he insane? Having friends here was almost imposible. The commission made sure of that, pitting you two against eachother, comparing you to one another, they made it so you would fight amongst yourselves.

“Why would you want to be friends with me?” You asked, your voice barely a whisper.

But he just shrugged, “Because I'm curious about you, and that crousity makes me want to befriend you.”

You stilled, thinking and thinking till your brain hurts.

“Look, you don’t have to say anything right now, I know I probably caught you off guard, and if you don’t want to, I understand… I think-I think I’m just lonely.”

You pursed your lips, still thinking it over in your mind before you grabbed his hand.

“Look, I’ll think about it, but first, let's get this race over with.”

Keigo smiled, blushing a bit as you two took off, hoping you two would becoming good friends.

. . .

And as time went on, you two did, in fact, become the best of friends.

By the time you were both teens, you and Keigo (or Hawks as his hero name) became the commissions pride and joy.

Although you were always so surprised that they didn’t want to through you out, Keigo was so much better than you, and you had fallen much behind him.

Keigo was faster, smarter and stronger, you knew that, you knew that all to well.

But, the commission never removed you, you continued to train to become a hero, right besides Keigo. A part of you wondered if maybe you were only kept on because of Keigo, maybe the commission saw how close you two were, watching how much you mattered to him, and maybe they thought they could use you to their advantage.

The thought made you shiver, mostly due to the fact that it wasn’t impossible, and more than likely.

One night, as you and Keigo lay under the stars on the roof of the commission's building, watching the night sky above.

Suddenly, Hawks turned to you, “Hey Y/N,” he said, “can I ask you something?”

You nodded your head, feeling your heart flutter.

“Do you....do you want to become a hero with me?”

You smiled, “Isn't that the whole reason we’re here? To become heroes?”

But Keigo just shook his head, “No I mean...what do you want to do? With your life?”

You took a pause, you’ve never really thought about it all that much. What did you want to do with your life? You’ve always just done what others have told you to do, always choosing to follow others rather than yourself.

You realized you had never thought about it before, never taking into consideration your feelings, you just worked to survive.

“...I don’t know.”

You hated saying it, it felt like such a childish thing to admit, especially with Keigo. Keigo, who’s figured out his life goal already. Keigo, who’s living out his dream. Keigo, who has most of his life planned out.

“I mean- I guess I’m not used to choosing for myself, you know? I’m not sure how to go about… figuring out my life without someone telling me how to live it first.”

But Keigo just nodded, “No, that makes sense, I mean, you’ve lived here most of your life, you’ve worked to become a hero, but that's really only because you were taught to be one. It’s ok to not know what you want out of life, and don’t worry, I’ll be here to support you, Y/N.”

Keigo turned to you, a smile plastered on his face.

That beautiful, amazing, breathtaking smile.

You felt your face become flushed, and you sat up quickly so as to not have Keigo notice.

“Yeah well- thanks,” you said softly.

But Keigo just laughed, “Don’t worry about it dove.”

. . .

Years later, and Hawks had become the number two pro hero. And you hadn’t done too badly yourself, coming in at the number eleventh spot.

You didn’t mind being behind Hawks, in fact, you found yourself becoming a bit proud of yourself because of how far you had made it.

Right now, you were busy on portal, watching citizens go about their day on a rooftop above.

You watched closely, wondering what kind of life you could have been living if you had never chosen to be a hero, wondering if you too, would have been walking on that very same street as some other hero observed you from afar.

Somedays you found yourself wondering if the hero commission hadn’t taken you away, had let you lived your life for yourself, what would you do? Who would you become?

You wondered if you would have met Keigo as well, or if that would only work if you had been with the hero commission.

Maybe in that universe, you two could finally be together.

It happened a while ago, when you figured out your true feelings for Hawks. Although, maybe you always had feelings for him, since you were little kids. But, you had feelings for him had began to bubble over, you found yourself wanting to spend more time with him, wanted to keep him to yourself. But you would never act on these feelings, you knew better.

Keigo Takami would never be yours, not in a million years.

You let out a sigh, just as you heard boots hit the ground behind you.

“Miss me,” a familiar voice asked.

Even though you had known Hawks since you two were kids, you were always caught off guard by those dazzling eyes, the honey gold color swirling around as he stared down at you, pinning you to your spot on the roof.

You smiled, “Hawks, I just saw you.”

He shrugged, “So? I still missed you in that time.”

You rolled your eyes, “Did you come here to bother me or do you actually have a reason to be here?”

His hands flew to his chest, dramatically saying, “Oh angel, how you wound my poor heart.”

You giggled, “Aw Hawks, always the flare for the dramatic.”

He smiled, but then his eyes got serious, “But I do need your help with something, a mission not too far from here.”

Watching Hawks in action was like watching an artist at work, he was careful, skillful, even downright majestic. He took care in his work, he worked quickly and efficiently, like a well-oiled machine.

And, not to sound too cocky, you two made a pretty good team. And considering you two were very close friends, you vehemently enjoyed working with him.

Although, maybe it was cuz you also had a little bit of a crush on him.

Your face felt flushed at the thought, but before you could think your mouth had already said yes.

“Oh? Are you just agreeing so you can spend time with me, little dove,” Hawks smiled teasingly.

He had a habit of doing this, it was a little game he would play on you. teasing was so fun for him, but he didn’t realize how it gave you such butterflies.

Luckily though, although you did have feelings for him, you learned how to push them away for situations like this.

You scoffed, “Hawks, would you just give me the rundown. Or do I have to call the commission myself?”

He put his hands up, “Wow there chicky, no need to get antsy, I’ll explain everything, ok?”

He told you about the mission, nothing to fancy, in fact, it was quite easy.

Some of his sidekicks had noticed some suspicious activity near a specific location near U.A that the commission wanted to be checked out. They had said that they didn’t want another attack to happen yet again to the school.

On the outside, it might have seemed like the commission gave a shit about the kids in U.A, but you knew better. They just wanted to look good, and right now, this was the best way to do that.

“So basically, if we do see any suspicious activity, we’re allowed to bring anyone in there for questioning, and if worst comes to worst, we have orders to use force.”

You nodded, sounded just like a normal mission for the two of you, should be no p.

“Alright,” you said, “Sounds easy enough. Should we head over now? How will I get there?”

But Hawks seemed to be one step ahead of you.

He held out his hand, a smirk plastered on his dazzling face, “Just hold on to me, sweetheart.”

. . .

You’ve flown with Hawks before, considering how close you two were it was understandable that he would have offered a number of times.

But still, it Always made you so giddy.

The way he held you, so secure in his arms, his face inches away from you. And that gleam in his eyes, it always felt like it was only you and him in that moment, only you two in the entire sky. And each time, it made your heart shudder.

“You ok there, dove,” Hawks asked in your ear.

You jumped a little, surprised by his words. You realized you had begun spacing out while looking directly at him.

You composed yourself, “Just keep flyin’ bird brain. I’m just thinking.”

You could almost feel his smirk, “Thinking? Thinking of what, if you don’t mind me asking?”

“Drop it Hawks.”

“Oh,” he said, his tone mischievous, “just like I can drop you?”

Just then, you felt Hawks serve mid-air.

“KEIGO,” you shouted, not even thinking.

But Hawks had regained his hold on you, the prank only lasting for a second.

He laughed, his chest shaking, “You should have seen your face, Chicky! Ha! That was funny!”

But you would disagree, “I swear to God, Hawks, I’ll punch you when we land.”

But you thought for a second, “Sorry I called you your name...so loud.”

Keigo didn’t really like his name, opting to be called ‘Hawks’ instead.

But you knew why he preferred his new name instead. Because of his past.

Keigo was a kid left in the dirt, left and discarded, a remnant of a past that wasn’t so pleasant. You knew that thinking about it only brought pain to him, and saying his name out loud would only remind him of a past he would rather soon forget.

And the name ‘Hawks’ had marked the beginning of a new life for him. It was a way for him to move on past that old life, a way for him to become the best version of himself.

“Sorry,” you whispered.

“It’s ok… I don’t think anyone heard,” Hawks said.

His grip on you seemed to be tighter, more secure.

“And also, you know I would never drop you, right? I could never hurt you, ever.”

You rolled your eyes, “That’s so cheesy. Just don’t drop me and it’s fine.”

. . .

The place wasn’t too bad.

It was an old supply garage, there were about four people from what you could see.

It was definitely near U.A, you could see a clear view to the school, although it was far, it definitely had a vantage point. You could see why this could be a problem, and your brain hurt thinking about what villainous thing they could be planning.

You could hear the guy closest to you, it was a bit hard but you honed your ears.

“So, you all have everything,” a man asked in a scratchy rough voice.

“Yeah,” one of the others said, “everything's here, make sure to give it to Shigaraki with our gratitude.”

You looked over at Hawks, but his eyes were trained on the villains, his black pupils sharpening and watching their every move, before he nodded, signaling to move out.

And then, everything happened in a flash.

Hawks, as always, moved fast and quick, and you come up behind him.

Hawks grabbed one of the men, and held back the other two with his feathers, leaving only you and the two others.

You pulled out your handy metal staff, preparing yourself to bend it to your will.

But you never got the chance.

One of the men smirked a gun in his hand. The other behind him, activating what looked like an ice quirk.

And before you could think, you felt your feet being Frozen down to the hard metal floor of the garage.

“What the hell,” you mutter to yourself.

you tried your best to wiggle your way out of it, but you saw no way to free yourself from your icey binds.

Luckily, with your fast thinking, you grabbed the metal staff, shaping it to hit one of the men square in the jaw, making him drop his weapon.

the other one was taken aback, a perfect opening for your staff to hit him in the face.

But your feet were still frozen to the floor, and a few whacks to the felons was not going to be enough to take them down.

You racked your brain, Hawks was too far away, and there was no way you could get out of the ice on your own.

You brought your metal stuff back, using it to break the ice on your feet. Just as the men were getting back up.

You ran over, preparing to hit one of the men right in the face, a blow big enough to knock them out.

But you never got the chance.

The other man tackled you to the floor, your back hitting the ground.

“Not so tough now, are you, little hero.”

You looked over at Keigo, but there was no use. He was too busy fighting his own battle, and you knew it wasn't fair to rely on him.

So, with all your strength you pushed the man off. Using the metal floor to help you.

Just then, an idea occurred to you. It was risky, but it could work.

You knew that Keigo was far enough for it to work, it wouldn’t hurt him, but the only problem was it wouldn’t trap the two villains he was fighting.

But, considering he was the number two hero, you knew he would be just fine. You trusted him in that.

The ground beneath you is made of metal, you could feel it beneath your feet. You could also feel the two men running towards you.

You dodged their initial attacks, but you knew that they would soon overpower you. You also knew that you couldn't kill them, but you could hurt them.

So your best bet was to trap them, and yourself, before backup came.

You hit your palm against the floor, willing it to your mind. It was a long stretch, and you could feel the strain on your body. The toll that it was taking was immediate, your muscles felt tired, your brain even felt foggy for a few minutes, but you kept going.

You made sure that the ground collapsed, but it wouldn't hurt anybody.

You were not expecting, however, for the ceiling to collapse along with it.

There must have been a support beam on the ground as well that you had taken down with the floor, causing the ceiling to come down.

You looked up, seeing the last moment as the ceiling collapsed on you.

. . .

Hawks hated hospitals.

The smell, the people, the pain. He hated it all, but you were the one in the hospital, so of course, he needed to come.

The days after the accident had been hard, to say the least.

Keigo just remembered watching as the rooftop collapsed, watching your bruised body go along with it.

He remembered screaming your name too, yelling and willing all his feathers to help you, to get you out.

He remembered his heart racing and beating so hard in his chest, he remembered his eyes, tears swelling up as his breath ran ragged.

He didn’t even care about the villains, he had caught the two he had been fighting already, but he didn’t care. He needed to get you out, he needed to make sure you were ok.

After digging for what felt like an eternity, there you were, bruised and bloody. But you were breathing, and he held you close, his tears dripping over your cheeks.

He felt his heartbreak, he couldn't stand the sight of you being hurt, he couldn't stand the thought that he had something to do with it.

He wanted you to wake up, he wanted you to wake up so badly it hurt. For you to look up, and teased him about crying. He wanted nothing more than to apologize over and over, for making his friend suffer, even if it was unintentional.

He knew he could never forgive himself, and he knew he could never make it up to you.

Keigo knew you were in bad shape, so he called the ambulance to take you to the hospital. He was there with you the whole way, watching you, helping in any way he could.

He felt like his heart was being ripped out of his chest, watching as your fragile body was rolled away to the special care unit of the hospital, as the doctors told him he couldn’t come in with you.

“Mr. Hawks,” a voice said in front of him.

He flinched.

Hawks wasn’t someone who was easily startled, seeing as he had years of training, but his mind was so all over the place. Worrying and wondering if you were ok, hoping and praying to god everything would be ok.

He couldn’t lose you, and he realized that only now.

If he lost you, how would he even be able to function? You were everything to him, his friend (if he was being truthful, his only true friend) , his rock, the person he could trust for support and help.

To be honest, if he lived in a world without you, he really wouldn’t know what to do…

“Sir?”

He snapped back to reality, his eyes looking up at the doctors.

“Sorry,” he sighed, “I think I’m just a bit off my game today, you’ll have to excuse my behavior. But what were you saying, sir?”

“Well, L/N Y/N has sustained some pretty severe injuries, such as bruising of the sides and hips, and a broken leg,” Hawks sucked in a breath, “We know how to treat it, of course, but Y/N will need much recovery time. That being said, Y/N seems to not have any family or emergency contacts but you. If it’s ok with you, would you be willing to visit as well as look over Y/N in the recovery period?”

Hawks quickly agreed, “Anything doctor, anything you need or Y/N needs...anything at all.”

The doctor smiled at him, “Thank you, Mr. Hawks, unfortunately though, Y/N needs a bit more time alone, but when we deem it ok, you can come back for a visit.”

Hawks felt his shoulders slump, he knew it was selfish, but he had hoped to see you again, to apologize for putting you in that piston, he felt horrible.

The mission wasn't supposed to go like that at all, it was supposed to be a swift and easy fight. It was really just supposed to be the four guys with easy quirks, and they were all supposed to be an easy fight.

Hawks had learned about the hideout in front of U.A a while ago, when he learned it was also a part of the ledge, he went right to Dabi.

“Are you insane,” he had said, “someone will catch you, and personally, I can’t stand by and let you attack those kids.”

“Oh?” Dabi smirked, “And how will you stop us? You’re a part of the league now, bird boy, and we need this lookout, so just shut up already.”

Keigo huffed, “I can’t let you do that, that’s right by my portal area, my bosses will get suspicious, and I look bad enough as it is. I haven’t brought anyone from the league in, soon someone will put two-in-two together.”

It was a lie of course, his bosses knew exactly why he couldn't bring in anyone from the league, they had assigned the mission after all.

But the problem didn't lie with his bosses, it lay with the other Heroes and the public eye. The other hero’s had started to whisper to each other, wondering why the Hawks hadn’t brought in anyone from the notorious League of villains yet. He heard their whispers, and it made him uneasy. He knew if he didn't act soon, they would just grow more and more suspicious. As for the public eye, he couldn't let his image slide, he had to figure out a solution, and this would be the perfect way to do so.

Dabi pondered the idea, toying with Hawks’ growing anticipation, like a cat pawing at a helpless bird.

“Alright, I suppose we can make that work.”

And so, a plan was formed.

Keigo was to swiftly take the four men in for questioning. Dabi had arranged for it so all vital information was to be learned from the lookouts, and then Hawks could swoop in and go in fighting. The other four men would have no idea what was going on, so it looked like the real deal.

They had set up specific times and dates to make sure they would take the men and the lookout down, that way the league wouldn’t lose any vital information.

“I’ll tell you when, don’t start till I tell you,” Dabi had said, “or else there will be problems.”

And Hawks had done as he was told, he waited for Dabi to give him the all-clear, and went in.

But you getting hurt was never a part of the plan.

Keigo felt guilt clawing at his chest. How did he get like this? He was supposed to be the one to protect you, to make sure that you were always okay.

But it seemed like he was the one who got you hurt.

His guilt was suddenly replaced by anger, it made him ball his fist.

Those men were supposed to be easy to take down, they were supposed to be simple to deal with, but even Keigo had difficulty defeating them all on his own.

This was an error on his part, he knew that, but he also couldn’t help but simultaneously blame Dabi as well.

It was his fault that he hadn’t warned Keigo about the strength of the men.

Keigo was going to make him pay….

. . .

Dabi’s head hit the wall with a loud thud, Keigo’s angry eyes boring into him.

“I should kill you right here, right now.”

Dabi laughed, “Look, it wasn’t my fault your little partner couldn’t handle a few guys, ain't they supposed to be a hero? Shouldn’t they be able to help themselves?”

Dabi’s twisted smile made Keigo see red.

“I swear Dabi-”

“The league will come after you, you know that.”

Keigo felt his hands shake with rage, his fingers wrinkling Dabis' shirt.

“What were they to you? You seem pretty upset there, birdy. Maybe….your lover?”

A feather sharpened at Dabi’s neck, Keigo’s fury never leaving his body.

“Say one more goddamn word and I swear to god I'll kill you.”

“Look,” Dabi said, “I didn't know how strong those guys were, I thought that you'd be able to take ‘em down pretty easily. But I guess we just gave ‘em more training than I thought. That's all. Nothing I could have done about it, and nothing you could have done about it. You should know that stuff like this is inevitable, shit is bound to go wrong.”

Keigo released him, his eyes still boring into Dabi’s.

“If I figure out you had some sort of part in this-”

“Yeah yeah, you’ll kill me. I get it.”

Keigo stormed off, walking away from Dabi.

Keigo wanted nothing more than to beat the crap out of someone, anyone, he just wanted someone to blame, someone to feel the way he felt.

The fact that you were in pain only made it worse.

What was he to do now? He couldn’t go home, he would only be able to think about you, only be able to think about your laugh, your eyes, your lips….

He shook his head. Why was he thinking of something like that? And at a time like this? You were...his friend.

But that thought made his heart sink. Like that thought had filled him with dread.

He sighed, shaking his head, this wasn’t about him, it was about you, it was about helping you. Not thinking about his feelings. Or lack thereof.

He felt his phone ring in his back pocket, just before he was leaving.

Looking at the number, he realized it was the doctor's office that was calling.

Without even thinking he picked up, “Hello?”

“Hello Mr. Hawks, we just wanted to ask if you would want to come in and see the patient L/N Y/N, they have woken up. So if you would like to see them-”

“Yes!” Keigo said, a bit too excitedly, “Sorry- about the interruption- but yes I would like to see them.”

“Alright Mr. Hawks, please come whenever you can, they’ve been asking for you.”

. . .

Hawks had never flown so fast, rushing so fast in order to see you, needed to see you.

When he finally got there, he rushed in, finding the receptionist to find your room.

“They’re in room 236 sir-”

But he cut her off, adrenaline pumping through his body.

“Ok, thank you so much.”

Finding your room was easy, and yet, he found himself outside your room, dreading to go in.

How could he face you? How could he apologize? How could he look you in the eye, see what happened to you, and be able to talk to you.

He ran a hand down his face, why was this so hard? He’s taken down many many villains before, and he had never felt as anxious as he did now?

“...Hawks?”

He jumped, he actually jumped.

There you were, standing, only a few inches away from his face, his eyes widened and he could feel his whole body becoming hot.

Why did he suddenly become like this around you? His heart felt like it was on fire, his whole body felt strange.

But your face, it looked so stunning, that for a moment he couldn’t feel his lungs.

“Are you...ok?” He was surprised that his voice finally managed to work.

You blinked, “Yeah, I’m ok. What about you, though? Your face is all red. Do have a fever or something? I can call a doctor.”

“No no,” he sighed, “just...feeling weird I suppose.”

He felt the redness travel from his cheeks all the way up to his ears, “I-I’m fine, really, don't worry about me, I'm actually here to see you.”

You smiled, gazing up at him, “Aww, you can see lil’ old me? How thoughtful.”

You both walked into your room, and Hawks watched as you lay down on the bed.

The hospital room was nothing special, a state-of-the-art hospital room, similar to one's that Hawks had been in many times. Being a hero always came with getting hurt, but seeing you in this condition, made his heart squeeze.

if he could, he would go back in time and figure out a way so that he could be in this situation, not you. You didn't deserve it, you have done nothing but help him, and this is how he repaid you? He felt sick with guilt.

“Hawks?” You said.

He snapped up, like coming back from a bad dream.

But you just laughed your sweet, kind laugh.

Hawks wanted to hear it again, one more time he wanted to hear you laugh like that, it made him feel like everything was drifting away from him like it was just you and him in this entire world.

“You’re totally out of it! What’s gotten into you,” You said, a smile still plastered on your face.

“Sorry, just thinkin’.”

“Yeah well you must be thinking a little too hard there, are you okay? Do you want to sit down? Something's obviously bothering you, you can tell me.”

but hawks just side, “I don’t know, I don’t want you to be upset with me.”

But you just smiled up at him, “Hawks, nothing in this world could make me upset with you.”

And so he told you, about the league, about the secrets he's been hiding from you. It felt good, it felt good to finally confide in someone, it felt like a weight being lifted off his shoulders. he felt at ease, talking to you like you were the only person who would ever understand. And you probably were.

You listened to him, you listened as he told you about what happened, about how sorry he felt, you didn't blame him for what happened, You just listened. You listened and listened and listened.

So when he finally finished, he was scared of what you would say.

“...I’m sorry,” he said.

“Why are you sorry, Hawks you didn’t do anything wrong.”

He looked up at you, “B-but I got you hurt-”

“That’s not your fault though, you had a mission to follow.”

“But I should have never involved you.”

“I'm glad you did, it could have been you that would have gotten hurt,” you said, smiling.

But he just tsked, “It would have been better if it was me, I can’t stand to see you like this, you know.”

Your hands went to his cheeks, bringing his face closer, “And I wouldn’t be able to see you like this either, I would have blamed myself. I’m glad I came with you, even if it meant I got hurt in the process. I care about you, Hawks.”

Keigo couldn’t breathe, you were so close, your lips an inch away.

“Keigo.”

Your eyes widened, “What?”

“I want you to call me Keigo when we’re alone from now on, I...I like when you say it.”

You paused for a moment, and then burst out laughing, “Where did this come from?”

His face went red, “I-I don’t know, just kinda been thinking about it I guess.”

You giggled a bit before saying, “Ok, I mean, if that’s what you want. Y’know, you’ve been acting strange Haw-Keigo,” you corrected, “are you sure everything's ok?”

There it was again, the pitter-batter in his heart, the nervousness in his stomach.

Something was wrong, but he didn’t know how to say it.

He didn’t know how he would even categorize the way he was feeling, he couldn't explain it to himself, much less to you.

“I’m fine, just...overwhelmed I guess.”

He shook his head, “But I should be asking how you are, you're the one in the hospital, not me. Stop worrying, how are you, how are you feeling? What do you need me to do? I'll be here to help you, no matter what.”

You rolled your eyes, “Eventually you’ll have to go home, and I’m totally fine, Keigo.”

By the mention of his name, he couldn’t help but feel his heart squeeze.

“R-right, well, can I just..stay here. With you? Till you get better?”

You smiled, “Of course.”

. . .

While you were in the hospital, Keigo stayed by your side. He never left you, he cared for you, watched over for you, and was so understanding.

It only made your feelings for him deeper, and you were loath to admit that you enjoyed it.

You enjoyed watching him fawn over you, knowing that he was close to you. You two would talk for hours, about anything, and you loved it. You loved feeling him near you, watching his eyes soften and the stupid silly quirk of his smile. You felt warm inside, you felt so at peace with him at your side.

You knew it was selfish, but you couldn't help loving how long you were spending with him.

But, it all came to an end, and you had to go home.

To your surprise, Keigo offered you to stay with him for a little bit.

Just till you get back on your feet,” he said.

Your heart leaped at the opportunity, sharing a house with the guy you had a crush on for years? It felt like you were a lovesick teenager again. Although, you would always be lovesick when it came to Keigo.

At Keigo’s house, he was nothing but polite to you. Although, a bit too polite.

For all his flirting, for all his suave charm, he was never really like that with you. He was just normal, keeping to himself in the house, but always being able to hang out with you or do anything with you if you wanted.

And yet, you could feel the nervousness oozing off of him, like he wanted to say something, but was holding himself back.

Like something was on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn’t get it out.

It, intern, made you just as nervous.

Were you being a nuisance? Did you say something to upset him? A million thoughts running through your head, and you are worried about all of them.

The last thing that you would ever want to do would be to upset Keigo, but you couldn’t figure out what was wrong.

Maybe he felt bad about the accident?

You sucked in a breath, that had to be it. He felt bad, and therefore, was nervous around you.

You have to confront him, you thought, you had to clear the air so you would both feel better.

You decided to wait till tomorrow morning, not wanting to scare or embarrass him well you could tell he was so nervous.

. . .

“Keigo,” you said, a waver in your voice showing how nervous you were.

“Hm?” Keigo looked up from his phone, his honey-colored irises landing on you, only serving to make you more anxious.

You took a deep breath, “I wanna talk to you about something. and it's pretty important, so I'd appreciate it if you could listen till the end.”

Keigo sat up, “What, am I in trouble or something?” He said in a teasing, yet nervous way.

“No,” you sighed, “But I just really need to talk to you about something.”

You took one moment more to collect yourself before speaking, “We've known each other for a long time, we've known each other since we were little kids when we were both put into the commission's program and since we were both made heroes. So you should know, that I know when you're upset.”

You saw Keigo twitch in his chair, but you continued.

“You've been nervous ever since the hospital, maybe even nervous in the hospital. And I don't know what's going on with you. I... I don't know if it was something that I did, or if it was something that happened, but I'm here for you. And I don't like it that you keep this a secret from me. I consider you to be one of my best friends, and I want you to know that you can trust me. No matter what happens, I'll still always love you. Nothing will ever change that,” a smile pulled at your lips as you said your last sentence.

It was silent for a few moments, the air between you too felt heavy and suffocating.

Finally, Keigo spoke, “Y/N, I want to tell you something, but... I'm not sure how you’ll react.”

You tried to speak up again, but Keigo cut you off.

“I know that you're going to say that nothing can ever come between us, and I do believe you. But... something came up and I just don't know how to deal with it. You mean so much to me, and losing your friendship is my worst nightmare. And I guess…. I just got so scared of losing you that I just didn't think about anything else. I'm sorry.”

Your face contorted into one of confusion, “Keigo, I’m not sure what you mean? What are you talking about? What came up?”

But Keigo just sighed, “Y/n I...I think I’m in love with you.”

You felt your heart stop, your eyes widened as your brain was racing.

What did you say? No... that couldn't be right.

Keigo Takami could not be in love with you, he just wouldn't. You had accepted that a long time ago, you knew that he would never have the same feelings that you had for him. You knew that, so what was going on?

“I...I’m sorry?”

Keigo’s face turned a bright shade of pink, “I-I think I’m in love with you. I’m sorry to spring this on you so suddenly, I know it must be a lot to take in, if you’re uncomfortable being here with me feel free to leave. I completely understand-”

But your lips stopped his words, your body pressed firmly to his.

He was started by the kiss at first, but soon, his body and mind became muddled, hands wrapped around your waist as he tasted your lips. It felt intoxicating.

Before you knew it, your hips were straddling him, keeping him locked in his chair. But Keigo wasn’t complaining.

Your lips tangled with one another as moans escaped both of you, your hands unable to leave each other's bodies.

Your hands traveled down his chest, even ripping open the button-down he was wearing, showing his abs and rippling muscles.

“Y/N..” Keigo said, his voice hoarse.

When you looked back up at him, his eyes were narrowed, slanted, and staring you down. But they had a softness to them, one that made your heart flutter.

“Keigo… god you have no idea how much I love you,” you said.

If this was a dream, you never wanted to wake up.

Keigo smirked, “‘s that so babe? Well, I plan to show you just how much I love you tonight.”

His lips attached to the column of your throat, kissing and nipping lightly at the skin. His hands roaming up and down your body made you feel as though you were on fire. His calloused hands stroked your back, making you arch into him.

“K-Keigo,” you moaned.

But he just hummed into your skin, his brain turning to mush, only able to think about how much pleasure he could give you, how much love he wanted to show you.

“Keigo, I love you,” you whispered into the shell of his ear.

Keigo groaned, still occupied with your neck, but pulled his lips away in order to say; “I’m glad,” and smiled at you.

You returned his smile before your lips found his again.

It would be a very long night.

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Summary: It’s been five years since you’ve seen your ex, Rin. He’s still not over you and you’re not over him. When he finds out you have children he thought he didn’t have a chance. Then he finds out they’re his? All of a sudden you’re teaching Suna how to be a single dad.

note from denise: hi!! <3 this is a small chapter but i think an important one nonetheless :) i hope you enjoy!

Warnings: Fluff, angst I guess, drama, and cuteness twin overload

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Chapter Nine

“Is there anything you want for breakfast?” You asked Rin as you looked through your closet. He was laying back in bed under the covers, typical Rin. “No don’t bother making anything. I wanna treat you guys to breakfast.” He rubbed his eyes and you turned. “You don’t have to.” You immediately told him. “No i want to.” He assured and you smiled lightly. “Alright thank you.” You said softly and you grabbed your black overall skirt, white long sleeve and your favorite leggings.

“If you want you can wake up the kids.” You said before heading into the bathroom. He sat up and groaned and slowly made his way to their room. He opened the door and saw the two little foxes slide something under the bed. He tilted his head confused and they innocently looked up at him. “Good morning daddy.” They recited which honestly gave him the chills. Twins who could recite things at the same time are creepy. “Good morning. Now what were you guys hiding just now?” He asked with a raised brow. “Nothing—“ Akira innocently smiled. Even though these kids looked like Rin, they certainly had Y/N’s expressions. And that adorable smile that Suna has missed.

“You guys already know that lying is bad. Show me what you’re hiding?” He asked and sat on the floor across from them. Rini guiltily frowned and he reached under the bed to retrieve a box. It was an old shoe box. “A box? What? is it just an animal or something?” Rin asked and the kids shook their heads. Akira handed him the box and he opened it. The first thing he saw was a Polaroid of you and him. He felt a slap across his face. You smiled so bright and Rin had his deadpanned face like always. The photo behind the Polaroid was with you in between the twins. They were using your shoulders as an arm rest, each photo made his stomach turn and he saw napkins and tickets, you always wrote the date and a little heart with a note when Rin would take you to places.

“You and mommy looked so happy. Why did you guys leave eachother. I don’t get it.” Akira asked. “You won’t get it until you’re older.” Rin said and began to put everything back before he started crying. “Do you still love mommy?” Rini asked, Rin felt like he was in the hot seat.

They kept their eyes fixated on him. “Of course I do, she’s an amazing friend. She’s the mother of my children.” Rin started. “No not that kind of love...like love love. Like do you wanna marry her?” Akira asked but his phone rang and he saw the FaceTime call from his mother.

His face turned white and he immediately stood up and answered. “H-hi mom..” Rin cleared his throat and the twins gasped. “Grandma?!” They practically yelled. “Rintarou, are you babysitting or something?” His mother asked. “Um no I’m not—“ “Daddy Can we see grandma? We don’t have a grandma we wanna see our grandma!” Rini pulled the hem of his shirt and he looked down. “Daddy? Rintarou they’re not talking about you right?” His mother asked concerned. “Give me a sec...” he told the kids. “Start picking out your clothes.” He said and they quickly nodded and he went straight to the living room. He sighed and rested his hand on his forehead. “Rintarou talk to me. What’s going on? Did you get someone pregnant?” His mom asked. “Yes—no—it’s complicated I—“ “Rintarou it’s either a yes or a no.” His mom said.

Is this deja vu?

“Alright I’ll be honest. Yes I got a girl pregnant.” He sighed and brushed his hair back with his hand. His mom immediately changed her face to one of disappointment. She wasn’t expecting this when she called her son to ask when he was going to visit again.

“Rintaoru explain.” His moms tone completely changed and he gulped, he didn’t hear you coming from the hall. “Well..remember Y/N? My highschool girlfriend?” He asked. “The girl who’s the reason you were severely depressed and almost suicidal? Yeah how could I forget?” She replied sarcastically and you froze.

Wait...what?

“Well before we broke up we kind of..ya know and so she left and she didn’t tell me about them—“ “SHE DID WHAT?! Where is she I want to talk to her!” His mom raised her voice. “Rin I-“ you spoke up and he turned quickly to see you standing there in your cute outfit.

“Y/N, i need to speak with you.” His mother broke the silence and Rin was about to protest but you snatched his phone away. “Hello Mrs. Suna.” You said awkwardly but she had the same deadpanned expression your ex and kids have. “Why didn’t you tell my idiot son you were pregnant?” She demanded rather than ask. “Well it was because I was heartbroken, alone, and going through something traumatic. My parents kicked me out and I didn’t want Rin to have to drop out to help me support two children.” You said. “Two—“ “I had twins.” You interrupted. “How do you know they’re my sons—“ “He’s the only person I’ve ever slept with and they look exactly like him, ma’am. I assure you they’re his.” You replied.

“I don’t believe you not telling Rin you were pregnant because of your situation is an excuse.” She said. “I know. But I wanted to wait until Rin was more mature—“ “And had money and fame as a pro player right? So you could get money?” She asked and both of your and Rin’s eyes widened. “Excuse me. I’m doing more than fine on my own and I have not asked Rin for anything.”

“What do you do for a living?” She asked as if trying to prove you wrong, “I’m a sports commentator, voice actress and Internet personality. I have my own house and car so don’t you dare accuse me of wanted to take money from Rintarou because I will never ask him for anything then to be in the kids lives—“

“Okay that’s enough—mom please stop. We still have a lot of things to talk about regarding the kids and co-parenting. I need to go, we’re taking them on a field trip.” He said after taking the phone away. “When are you guys both free?” His mother asked. “As a single mother I can assure you that I’m never free.” You replied sassily. “I’m free in two weeks—“ Rin interrupted again before another fight started. “..me too..” you replied after checking your calender on the wall.

“Okay, I want you both in Hyogo with the kids. We need to chat.” She said and hung up. You and Rin just looked at eachother and blinked in shock. Like...did that just happen? The kids peered over the hallway doorpost and frowned. They wanted to meet their grandma.

“We’ll talk later.” You told him and he nodded. You turned back down the hall and mumbled something about getting the kids ready for today. Suna changed back into his clothes from yesterday and when the kids look all presentable and cute you all left.

“I should have know.” You said as you looked at the bright sign that said Onigiri Miya. Rin helped Akira out of the car seat and he chuckled. “Osamu’s food is bomb and you know it. I get a best friend discount either way.” He shrugged as you held Rini’s hand and Rin held Akiras hand and you both walked to the shop.

“Hmm? What a surprise!” Osamu spoke up when the bell chimed. “Good morning uncle Samu!” The kids giggled and let go to run to the counter. “How are my favorite munchkins?” He asked as they smiled and looked at the pictured food in amazement.

They act like you never feed them and when you do they just eat two bites and they’re “full”.

“Sup.” “Yo.” Suna and Osamu greeted. “Good morning Osamu.” You said politely and he smiled. “Good morning Y/N.” He replied. “When Suna didn’t come back last night I got a bit worried and he didn’t answer my texts till this morning but I’m glad he was with you.” Osamu said and you didn’t see Suna’s small blush. “Oh well the kids really wanted him to sleep over so he reluctantly agreed and we just called it a night.” You chuckled and he nodded. In the car, Suna told you his situation. He’s currently being transferred over to Tokyo in a different team and his lease ended so instead of getting another lease he moved out and he’s crashing with Osamu for a bit.

While you both talked you couldn’t see the look your kids were giving eachother. The opportunity was perfect and they’re going to take full advantage of it.

Finally you and Rin decided on what to order as well as the kids and you all sat down patiently. Rin was showing the kids pictures of his dog, Chewy. It was short for Chewbacca and you sighed at how much of a nerd Suna really is. But yet again that was another thing you guys bonded over back then.

Soon the food arrived and the kids loved it, you loved it. Rin obviously loved it. It was just so freaking good. “How much was the food again? So I can pay half.” You asked after wiping your mouth and Suna frowned. “I told you I got it.” He flicked your forehead and you smacked his hand. “Oww.” You whined. “It’s free cuz you demanded that I give you free food when I opened my restaurant, remember?” Osamu spoke up from the counter and you squinted. “But—“ “No if’s, but’s, or coconuts. I’m not charging Rin today.” Osamu said and you told him a small thank you.

“Y/N the ticket booth is this way..” Rin pointed out as you walked to the gates. “I came prepared.” You said and pulled out the QR code’s on your phone. “Mama still gets nervous talking to strangers sometimes so she usually is prepared.” It didn’t take long for everyone to go through the gates and Rin realized you have to had payed for his ticket.

He kept bugging throughout the day that he could pay for everyone instead but you smacked his arm and pointed at your kids in the distance. They were at the kids section where they could touch starfish and Akira was obviously a little bit nervous. But Rini was there guiding her hand and making sure she was using the two fingers to pet the animals.

“Rini may be a bit of an airhead but he always remembers that he’s a big brother and he’s always there for Akira when she’s nervous or scared..” you told him and his heart melted. They were just so cute. “Um..excuse me..Suna Rintarou...hi I’m a big fan and I was wondering if I can take a photo or get an autograph..” a small voice said and you turned to see a teenage boy.

“Sure dude.” Suna smiled softly and the guy took out his phone for a selfie, “I can take the picture.” You spoke up and the teenager gasped.” “Kageyama Y/N! Oh my god, are you really cousins with Tobio? Or do you just happen to have the same last name? I love listening to your podcasts and the yandere video game that your in is amazing!” He began to geek out and you laughed. “Yeah Tobio and I are cousins, and thanks for the support! You’re a man of culture I see.” You joked.

There was a slight pause of realization with him and he gasped. “Oh..am I interrupting your date?” He asked and looked between you both.

“Yes.”

“No.”

He tilted his head confused and you held Rin’s hand and hugged his arm. Your chest practically engulfed his arm and he almost had a nose bleed. “We went to the same highschool together so we’re catching up with a small date.” You said causing Suna’s face to turn bright red. The boy apologized for bothering and he took a selfie with you both and left.

You quickly let go and you put some distance between you both. Suna began fanning his face and you tried to hide your blush. Out of everything you could do, why would you do that?!

“I don’t know if you wanna tell the world that you have two kids or that you got some chick pregnant in highschool.” You told him. “You weren’t some chick, and I honestly don’t care if people know.” He said and you sighed and turned back to your kids. “But if you’re gonna keep doing that then it’s fine.” He said and you turned back to see him covering his mouth in shock. “I said that out loud didn’t I?” He asked and you nodded.

This was going to be a long day.

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sokka-simp · 3 years

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Merry Christmas to Us; alternate ending to Merry Christmas to Me

So @throwawayl0lfucku asked me to rewrite the original fic and have Bakugo leave Uraraka and I’ve got you bby

Here’s the original

Request

Happy Angst.... is that a thing

A/N: a lot of the beginning may seem repetitive but I tried to make it more different than the other one.

Uraraka is a tiny bit different than how she would normally act but it’s just cause she sad

Warnings: cussing, Uraraka in Spain-s

You take everything around you in. It was all beautiful, perfect even. It's everything you ever wanted. The glass snowflakes hanging from the ceiling, glistening in the snowy light. The sleek white lace tablecloths with centerpieces of roses and baby’s breath. The 20ft Christmas tree decorated by all of 1-A, a special ornament for each classmate. The food catered to Katsuki’s liking, spicy and delicious, though there were less spicy options for those unable to handle it. Even your favorite cake is here. It's the perfect wedding, right down to the groom. To bad it isn’t yours.

Your painful thoughts flood your brain as you watch Uraraka walk down the aisle in a long dress of white. It glistens like the fresh snow on the streets outside the cathedral. She has the biggest smile you had ever seen on her cute face, one that you wish you were wearing. And Bakugo, his eyes shine with pride and love. Then he looks towards you, and for a moment you lock eyes, he almost looks scared. But then he turns back to her, the happiness comes flooding his face again, and you realize it’s just your imagination hoping for a reason that you and Bakugo could be together, but that doesn’t mean it happened. He is ready to marry her. And ready to leave you behind.

You know you should be happy for him, being his best friend, but you can’t help but feel sad seeing the love of your life look so happy at another woman. At someone who isn’t you. You’ve had so many moments with Bakugo, it feels as if he’s breaking up with you. Leaving you in front of your face. You stand at your spot as maid of honor, per Bakugo’s request, and you know there is nothing you can do. You may love him, but he loves Uraraka, and honestly, so do you. She became one of your closest friends after she started dating Bakugo. At first you resented her, but her bubbly personality drew you in, so you can’t even blame losing Bakugo on her. You can only blame yourself.

We’re all here today to celebrate the relationship of Ochako Uraraka and Katsuki Bakugo and to be witnesses and supporters of the commitment they share with one another.

Uraraka and Bakugo wanted me to thank you all for being here and to recognize how important each and every one of you are to their relationship. They would also like to recognize all of those who couldn’t make it here today as they are-

“A fucking nuisance and would be kicked out for coming so late!” Bakugo growls, his voice evident with humor. He looks at you as he says this, expecting your laugh to flutter around him, but you only giggle slightly, your heart in to much pain to muster up much more than that.

“Katsuki,” Uraraka laughs. “don’t say stuff like that up here.” She jokingly scolds him. Everyone laughs and you force yourself to giggle once more.

Speaking of important people, there were none more important in influencing the lives of Uraraka and Bakugo than their parents and their dear friend Y/N L/N, who has been asked to say something.

Your heart clenches and you want to cry. But you can’t, not now, not when it would hurt them so much. Not when it could cost you both of their friendship, even if you wanted so much more.

You lock eyes with Bakugo as you walk to your spot in front of the minister. He looks at you quizzically, eyebrows furrowed and eyes filled with confusion at your bitter attitude. Being your best friend, he knew something was bothering you. Something big enough to ruin the upbeat mood you always have around him, and his chest pangs seeing you like this.

“Hi everyone, as you heard I’m Y/N L/N and can’t we all agree this is the most beautiful ceremony you’ve ever seen. I mean, it’s the perfect Christmas wedding.” You say, your voice airy and happy sounding to disguise your true feelings. “Well, not as beautiful as Uraraka, I mean how did Bakugo score her?” Another laugh floats through the cathedral along with curses, courtesy of Bakugo, and a snort, courtesy of Denki.

“Shut up Bakugo.” He glares and you laugh looking back to the crowd. “Now to the serious stuff. Katsuki and Ochako are some of my closest friends-“”I’m your best friend dumbass!” “Yeah yeah, anyway, and they’re perfect for each other. The smiles they put on each other’s faces shine bright with love. They both changed each other for the better. And I couldn’t think of a more fitting couple.

‘Besides me and him’

And the memories they have with each other are so cheesy they could be in hallmark movies. Oh oh, like that time Bakugo forced me to wake up at 3 in the morning so I could help him sneak into Uraraka’s dorm while she was having a bad night. Or when Bakugo spent a good day making her favorite cake for her HALF birthday. Or when me and Bakugo stayed up til like 1 in the morning, which is waaaaaay past his bedtime, just so he could talk about Uraraka and this “weird, gross, bubbly feeling I get everytime I see her.” I mean the dedication they have towards each other is crazy. Everyone give it up for Ochako and Katsuki.

Everyone clapped and 1-A screams with joy towards their friends. Your heart feels like it was being teared apart with each word you said, with each clap the people in the crowd gave off, with each agreement you hear from others. Because it was true, they really were perfect together.

You and Bakugo lock eyes again as you walk back to your spot next to Uraraka. You hold back tears in your eyes and force a smile. He glares at you in return, signaling that he knows something is wrong. Your heart hurts again, he always acts like he cares, but if he did, wouldn’t he see how much this hurts you? How each kiss they share chips another peice of your heart off. How each glance he gives her makes your chest tighten. How each thing he says about her makes it hard for you to breath.

As you settle back into your spot, Uraraka hands her flowers off to you and you take them with a smile. They are beautiful, red and white to tie in the centerpieces, and it takes everything in you not to burst into tears and rip the flowers apart in front of everyone, your pain taking over your thoughts. But you can’t let how hurt you are show, not when it would ruin the wedding. Not when Bakugo is already watching you with concern and annoyance.

Marriage creates a bond between those getting married. The commitment you have towards each other grows as you say ‘I do’. The structure and permanence it gives shows your significant other that you’ll be with them. Even if they are a hot-headed asshole or have the face of a doll and are friends with Deku.

A small smile graces your face at the comment about Deku. Usually you would laugh your ass off, but not now. And Bakugo knows this, so when he looks at you again with that annoyed ‘are-you-ok-why-aren’t-you-being-yourself’ look again, you turn away.

Bakugo turns back as well, Uraraka and him beginning to protest against what the other had put in for the minister to say, but the minister continues.

Marriage is telling the person you love that you’re not going anywhere and that’s a powerful commitment for two people to make to one another. And these two are powerful people who will live their life with each other without the stress others getting married can feel from this strong commitment.

Now before we carry on with the vows of commitment, does anyone object to this couple?

Your heart races and you know this is your chance, but you can’t. You turn towards them both, looking at each other with love, holding eachothers hands tightly, and you know you can’t do that to them. But then Bakugo turns to you, again, and it makes the remaining shards of your heart flutter. It makes you want to shout your love louder than Prenst Mic, and his eyes have an expectant light in them. Like he’s waiting for you to, but you know it’s not real and look you away once more.

No, then let’s proceed. Uraraka and Bakugo, the vows that you are about to make are a way to share your love and commitment to each other in your own words. Sometimes poems, verses and quotes just don’t get the point across the way you need them to and the best option is just to do it yourself. These vows are your way of openly declaring your promise to one another as well as to all of those who are here in attendance today.

“I’m saying mine first, got it!” He yells, softly though, like if she asked she could go first. “I love you, and I couldn’t imagine being with anyone else. You’re the only dumbass here who actually matters.”

Your heart breaks a little more. Your ears block out everything else. You know he didn’t mean it to the extent you are thinking, but he never lies. He tells it how it is. So this is how it is. You don’t matter to him, and you never will. Or at least not how you want to matter to him. Your eyes well slightly with tears and all you want is to let them go, carrying away your sadness. For you to scream and yell and break things the same way your heart is breaking. But not yet.

Bakugo turns to you and sees your distant look and small tears, and knows this isn’t right. His heart tightens at the thougt of Uraraka’s reaction to what happens next, but he can’t lose you.

“-I can’t do this.” He groans out, though you don’t react, unable to escape your mind.

“What?” Uraraka ask, her head cocking slightly to the side. Her voice sounds steady, unafraid, like the only reasonable explanation to his random pause was him forgetting his vows. She has no doubt that he loves her. And that only makes it worse.

“Oi, I can’t marry you.” A collective gasp sounds through the ceremony, but you’re still unresponsive. “Tch. Dumbass! Y/N!”

You leave your painful thoughts and turn towards Bakugo, his eyes guilty but certain and filled with love. Love that’s directed towards you. And then you see Uraraka, mouth slightly open in shock. Her eyes slowly welling with tears of sadness and embarrassment. Bakugo slides past her and begins to walk towards you, you look around and see everyone watching, confusion in their eyes. Then it morphs into judgment, watching your every move.

“What are you doing?” You whisper-shout. Fear and hope welling in your chest.

“Don’t act stupid. You know what I’m doing dumbass. I love you. I’ve always loved you. And seeing you here, looking so upset but putting on that stupid fake smile, made me realize I can’t lose you. Even if it means I lose everyone else.” His face is covered in a slight blush at the vulnerability he’s showing, but his voice is strong and prideful.

Your hearts swells and it feels like it’s slowly peicing itself back together. Each shattered peice going to fill the Bakugo-sized hole in your heart. You begin to smile, tears of pure happiness welling in your eyes. But then you hear a sob of pain, almost as pained as yours. And you look to see Uraraka standing tensely in her beautiful gown. The tears streaming down her face rival yours and the glare she has pointed at you makes you shiver. She’s going to feel the pain you did mere minutes ago and your heart tightens at the thought of anyone else feeling that way. But you look back to Bakugo and stop caring.

His eyes scrunch in pain everything he hears a sob fall from Uraraka’s mouth, but that doesn’t stop him from grabbing your hand.

“Oi, Let’s go.” He says softly, wanting to be anywhere but here now that he had done the unthinkable. You nod and follow him down the aisle, keeping your head down to avoid the menacing glares from the people in the crowd. Their words float through the cathedral, insults towards you and pity for Uraraka. Iida, Deku and Tsuyu were all being held back by Todoroki, him stopping them from attacking you right here.

You look up cautiously as you pass the Bakusquad, and smile slightly at them all. They all had sad smiles on their faces, wishing you the best, except Denki. He was laughing hysterically, tape on his face to stop the noise from escaping his mouth. Mina signals to her phone, telling you to call her later, and you nod.

“STOP! YOU’RE JUST GOING TO LEAVE?” Uraraka yells, her voice filled with pain and anger. “You’re going to leave me on the alter? And for her, your best friend! Why Y/N?

Bakugo has no reaction until the last line. He tenses as at the way she says your name, like an insult. He stops, going to turn but you tug him forward. You both needed to leave now, the guilt was eating you up, guilt from being happy and guilt from making Uraraka so broken. He didn’t struggle and followed you out.

As you and Bakugo keep walking, you pass the tree, shining with twinkling lights. You remember this morning, when Bakugo moved your ornaments next to eachothers so that he could be ‘closer to his favorite dumbass’. You let go of Bakugos hand and quickly grab your ornaments from the tree before rushing back and picking up speed to get out. Continueing your fast paced walking, aching to leave this place, you see a sign from the corner of your eye, the final decoration peice for the wedding. It has ‘A Christmas you won’t forget’ written in beautiful calligraphy. Bakugo sees it too and you lock eyes, before bursting into laughter at the craziness of it all. At the fact of what you’ve just done. It’s a crazy laugh, uncontrollable and full of all your emotions. Happiness, fear, guilt, love, sadness, and certainty. You clench eachothers hands tighter and run out the door, the laughter still leaving your lips in waves.

You look towards Bakugo, his laughing face looking forward, looking to the future, ready to be with you. His hand clasped with yours and you know that Christmas will forever be your favorite holiday. You got just what you wanted. Bakugo Katsuki.

“Merry fucking Christmas to me!”

Bakugo snorts in response to your yell of joy, shaking his head while laughs still leave his mouth.

‘Merry Christmas to us’

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vee-is-a-writter-now · 4 years

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The way you said “I love you”

Summary: All the times you and Zuko said I love you to eachother, sometimes without even actually saying it.

A/N: I was feeling a little uninspired while trying to write pt.4 of Fools, so I decided to write something else in the mean time. I saw someone did this and I found it so adorable I decided to do it too. Sadly I only saved the original post and not the hc that was inspired in it, so if you know who came up with this pls @ them so I can credit them.

Side note, I had more ideas for some of the other prompts but didn’t want to make this excessively long, so maybeeee I’ll make another one of these but we’ll see.

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As a hello

It was late on the night the gaang had finally agreed to let Zuko join them. They hadn’t been specially trustful or accepting of him, but they let him join, and that was what mattered to Zuko, he’ll work his way up to everything else.

He couldn’t sleep, thoughts about everything that had happened and everything that would happen running around in his mind. The stars above him glimmered in wonderful harmony, the time of the year where the sun would be more forgiving at day and the nights would gain a growing coolness to them came around.

Lost in his head, Zuko was startled when he heard you take a sit next to him. You were the only one in the group who Zuko didn’t know that well. He’d only seen you a handful of times before that night and couldn’t really tell on what ground he stood with you.

You handed him a blanket with one hand while you held your own around your back and over your shoulders with the other. “Didn’t want you to freeze to death on your first night.” You explained when you saw the confused look of his face.

“I’m a fire bender, I don’t get cold.” He replied taking only a couple of seconds to mentally slap himself for being rude. This being a good guy thing was gonna take some practice.

“Oh” you said, the realization of his words hitting you, feeling a little dumb for not thinking about it before.

“But thanks...anyways” Zuko tried to redeem himself, hoping he didn’t make a bad impression on the one person who didn’t hate him already.

“Yeah, no problem.” Your eyes drifted up to the stars too. They were prettier tonight, maybe it was because of how peaceful things felt for once. A deep sigh forced you to turn your attention back to the dark haired boy. “Are you ok?” You asked him, hoping he wouldn’t feel like you’re intruding.

“Yeah, just...worried. Katara still hates me, Sokka doesn’t trust me and Aang only keeps me around because he needs me. I’m not complaining, I just... don’t know how to show them I’ve changed.”

“I’m sure Katara is gonna come around eventually, she has too much of a big heart to stay mad at anyone for too long. Aang is the one that convinced everyone to let you join, so I think he does like you, and Sokka is...well, Sokka, I wouldn’t worry about it” you reassured him.

Zuko gave your words a thought. You were right, but things were still complicated. He looked at you and asked. “Why are you being so nice to me?”

You looked away from his gaze, his golden eyes were a bit intimidating if you were honest. “I...don’t know. I guess I just believe you when you say you’ve changed. I see good in you... I always have, even when we were running away from you. All of us have done things in the past we aren’t too proud of, some of them may be worse than others, but we’re all here now, and we’re all trying to do the right thing. I think that on its own makes you worthy of a second chance.”

Your words shocked Zuko. No one besides his uncle had been that kind to him in a long time. He felt hope inside, if someone as kind and good as you could forgive him, think that he could be redeemed, then he hoped everyone else would too. “I...thank you. I promise I won’t disappoint you... any of you.”

“You and I can start on a blank slate, as a matter of fact” you extended your hand to him. “Hi, I’m Y/N, very nice to meet you.”

Zuko chuckled very lightly at the weird way you had decided to show how it was a new beginning for the both of you, but played along. “I’m Zuko, it’s very nice to meet you too.”

When the broken glass litters the floor

It was your first day on the Ember Island’s house. Katara and you had been cooking with the groceries Sokka and Suki brought from the market. You two weren’t experts but you had gotten so much better by then. Katara decided to go outside with a basket of cabbages to feed Appa and told you to stay and check on the food so it wouldn’t burn.

No more than a few minutes passed before you heard Zuko coming inside from where he had been training with Aang. He took his shirt off at some point during the training, leaving his naked and muscular torso was exposed.

You tried your best not to stare but you couldn’t help the blush that took over your face when you looked up to his eyes and found him staring right back. His cheeks were blushed as well and you decided for your own sake to assume it was from the physical activity.

“Hey...um, do you mind pouring me a glass of water, please?” He asked softly, his voice a tad raspier from him being out of breath.

“Yeah sure.” You managed to say.

When you turned around to get a glass for him your arm bumped into a glass vase that was incredibly bad placed, throwing it off from where it had been resting. One of your feet was already lifted when the vase crashe onto the floor and into a million pieces, which made you nearly lose your balance and step right on the fragments. In a fraction of a second you felt Zuko’s hand grabbing your wrist and pulling you back, which made you very strongly land on his chest. His other hand instantly moved to the small of your back, as if he was scared you would fall without his support.

His eyes met yours as you raised your head to look at him, your faces closer than they’d ever been before. Both of you held your breath for a few seconds before you broke the silence. “thank you.” You muttered softly not wanting to move a single muscle.

“You’re welcome” Zuko replied in the same tone, softening the grip on your wrist.

The moment would’ve lasted way longer had Katara not stormed into the kitchen after hearing the sound of breaking glass.

“I left you in the kitchen alone for ONE SECOND!”

Not said to me

Zuko had clearly been avoiding you the past couple of days. Was it the war that was starting to gain weight inside his head? Was it how close you two had started to get all of the sudden? Was it something you did? You didn’t know for sure, but you knew you didn’t like the feeling of it, at all.

He told everyone one morning he wasn’t feeling great, so he would stay inside instead of spending the day at the beach like the rest of you had planned. This was your chance to get him alone and try to talk.

You decided to make him a special tea recipe you’d picked up from Iroh at some point, he said it was a miracle when it came to curing illness. When you tried it you were surprised from how good it ended up tasting. You poured it into a teapot and grabbed a couple of cups, proceeding to take them upstairs where Zuko’s room was.

You were about to walk right in when you heard Sokka voice coming from inside, realizing the door was only half open.

“You can’t do nothing, dude. What kind of dumb ass plan is that?” He said whisper-screaming.

“I’m not telling her.” Zuko replied in a voice so low you almost couldn’t hear him.

“Why not? She clearly likes you back, you know that, I know that, and everyone else does too. The two of you are the only ones who keep acting like it isn’t obvious.”

You wonder who they could possibly be talking about, a small pit of jealousy forming inside of you.

“You don’t know that for sure, and I’m not losing Y/N’s friendship just cause I was dumb enough to crush on her. Trying to get over it is better than getting rejected and ruining everything, I like her too much to do that.” as soon as you heard your name your heart stopped.

Zuko... liked you. He liked you and was scared you didn’t like him back. How could he ever think that? Sometimes you felt like you were too obvious about it, but it was hard not to. It was his golden eyes, probably the most beautiful thing you’d ever seen, how they looked like growing flames when the sun hit them, the little dark spots around the rim of his irises, how they looked at you intensely like if when you talked everything else faded. It was the way he would throw his head back when he laughed, but only when you made him laugh really hard, how his face glowed with a youthful tint, like he was a normal teenager even though you were in the middle of a war, and how when he stopped laughing he had to take a deep breath before letting the laugh die down. It was the way he talked about his mom with such love and adoration, or how he talked about the future with a little bit of fear but mostly hope. It was the way he was always ready to run to you if you needed him to, making sure you were ok, protecting you. It was him, all of him, it had always been him.

You were shocked at the words you just heard but glad you’d heard them. Before either of them walked out and found you there, you walked back downstairs as quietly as you could, praying they wouldn’t hear the creaks of the stairs. Once you were back at the kitchen you decided to wait for Sokka to come down, he had to eventually, and you hoped he would leave Zuko alone when he did. It didn’t take him much longer to do so, to your relief coming down the stairs alone. He looked at you and smiled.

“Hey, Y/N. Watcha doing?”

“Making tea for Zuko, is he feeling any better?”

“Oh, no. He’s terrible, the poor thing. You should definitely go check on him.” He tried to say this without smiling so you would take him seriously but the corners of his mouth were already starting to curve up.

“Will do, thanks Sokka.” On the surface, you were thanking him for the information he was giving you, but deep down you were also thanking him for being the reason why you found out Zuko also liked you.

You walked back upstairs, not even thinking of bringing the tea up with you. You took in a deep breath before opening the door, and you when you did, you saw him laying there, eyes closed at first but opened quickly when he heard you come in.

“Y/N... hi.” He said sitting up.

“Hey, wanted to check up on you, Sokka said you were feeling terrible.” You told him knowing he would kill Sokka afterwards for sabotaging him.

“I’m not feeling terrible, I’m much better actually, but thanks for coming to check on me.” You took a sit on his bed, close enough to be able to do what you were planning your next move to be.

“I’m glad. We need you up and in your best shape right now.” You waited a few seconds trying to gather all the bravery you had inside before saying. “Zuko?”

“Yes?”

You didn’t warn him before closing the space that separated the two of you, one of your hands went up to cup his cheek while your lips pressed softly against his. You could tell he was shocked by how his body stiffened under your touch, your lips moved softly and slowly trying to figure out wether he wanted to kiss you or not. You were about to pull away when he started kissing you back. His own hand sliding up to your neck, holding you firmly while his lips devoured yours, like he had been waiting for this moment for way too long. When the two of you finally pulled apart to fill in your lungs again, your eyes connected with his, there was a new kind of light in them. A smile took over his lips when his eyes drifted back down to your lips.

“Were you eavesdropping when I was talking to Sokka?” He asked softly and teasingly.

“What in the world would make you think that?”

Over and over again, till it’s nothing but a senseless babble

You were under the covers in Zuko’s bed. Your eyes deeply staring into his, your fingers running up and down his jaw, sometimes getting distracted and playing with his hair. The moonlight leaked through the window and the only sounds that could be heard were the ones of trees swaying with the wind.

Zuko looked at you intensely and profoundly. He was sure you were a dream sometimes, something so perfect couldn’t be real, so he touched you to make sure you were actually there, and he held you gently but firmly to make sure that even if you were a dream, he wouldn’t lose you.

“We should sleep” you muttered in a whisper

“We should” he replied his lids already looking a little heavy.

“Good night, Zuko.” You planted a little short peck on his lips before starting to turn around.

“Good night, Y/N” he replied getting comfortable. “I love you.”

Your heart stopped at this words, a warm feeling started to crawl up your body and your eyes that were already closed opened abruptly.

You turned back around to find him staring at the ceiling, eyes wide open while holding his breath. “What did you just say?” You asked him.

“I-... I’m sorry it just...slipped.” He explained.

You knew he could be a little insecure sometimes, always thought he was unlovable so you had to constantly make sure he knew how much you liked him. This was one of those occasions. You crashed your lips against his roughly, pulling him so he would be on top of you. This kiss was a declaration, a promise and a revelation all at the same time, your lips moved hungrily and passionately trying to show him how much you loved him back.

Once you separated you looked at him sweetly and said “Say it again.”

“I love you.” Zuko was more sure of himself this time, a warm smile took over his face.

“Again, please.”

“I love you.”

“One more time.”

He took your face into your hands and kissed your forehead first. “I love you” then he went to your right cheek “I love you” and to the left “I love you” and to your nose “I love you” and finally took in a deep breath before looking to your lips “Y/N Y/L/N you have no idea how much I fucking love you” he kissed you again.

Maybe you couldn’t understand how much love he felt for you, how it burned inside of him like a wild fire, how when you were with him all his worries faded and the rest of the world was put on pause, maybe you’d never even grasp the way you were his first thought in the morning and his last at night, but he could try showing all of it to you with a kiss.

You pulled away to look at him one last time and said “I love you more, I will always love you more.”

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sybilmarlowe · 3 years

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Since I joined the One Piece fandom, I was asked different times which character I ship with Doffy the most. Given I'm usually into self insert things, I'd firstly go with "my OC, of course 😛"... But let's talk about what I think of Doffy's most famous ships 😁

DISCLAIMER: all of what follows is TOTALLY my own opinion, don't want to judge anyone who thinks differently than me. OP is a fictional world made of fictional characters and anyone can ship whoever they likes!

So, here's the ships:

Doffy x Viola

Ok, let's start with what many people's don't want to hear: this ship is canon. Yeah. Like it or not, it's a matter of fact.

I honestly like them together, they're a weird couple but somehow they work. I like to imagine how could have been the dynamic between the two of them, and I'm more than sure there was nothing abusive from Doffy's side. I mean, sexually at least. I agree with the fact destroying one's whole life and Country is pretty abusive, but I'm quite sure the feelings between Doffy and Viola have been real for a while. Maybe the concept could sound trivial, but no one chooses who to love and Doffy has many characteristics which may definitely make a person fall for him. Not totally sure HE has ever truly loved her, but I like to think so. After all he does have a weak side and Viola might have been one of the few (even thanks to her powers) who managed to see it and knowing him deeply. This surely strenghtened their bond and it might have finally resulted in love...

My vote is a 8/10

Doffy x Cora

This is incest. I know. And it's indeed problematic and controversial. Irl a thing like this isn't exactly acceptable.

BUT as I told before, OP is pure fiction, so... I have to say quite like them tbh. In my opinion, as long as a relationship is adult and consensual there's nothing deeply wrong in it IN FICTIONAL WORLDS. (I know, there are fanfictions in which their relationship is abusive, but since we’re talking about headcanons here I like to think it’s not). Have you watcher GoT? Cersei and Jamie were one of the best written pairings in the whole series, the same goes for this situation imo, we have all the conditions to make this ship a sensible one.

They’re a realistic couple cause they went through a lot of difficulties together and, even if they chose different paths of life, their bond is very very deep. Their love is a desperate one, like “you’re the only one in this world I can REALLY trust”. This from both sides. The difference is that Cora is a pure person who just want to love and being loved while Doffy... well, he’s not exactly mentally healthy and he’s like “all or nothing”.

A lot of angst and stuff, of course, for this reason my vote is 7/10

Doffy x Crocodile

I’m sure someone out there is going to want my head for what I’m about to write, the DoffyxCroco fandom is huge after all... but...

I don’t like this ship at all.

Given one can ship two people with no reason or just because they wear matching colours and look good in fanarts (?) imo DoffyxCrocodile has no sense. They interact, yeah, but nothing about their dialogues or shared scenes makes me thing they could be a good couple. Even that most famous encounter at Marineford which made fanpeople scream... They looked just like contenders who quite disliked eachother, nothing less and nothing more :/ and Doffy saying “I’m jelous!” just gave me the same vibes of a childish sacrastic way to piss off a person, pretty much like the stupid classic “you fight like a girl!”.

They’re aesthetically beautiful, nothing to say, they’re both among the most handsome characters in OP and have a similar story, so I’m not saying I don’t understand the reasons of those who ship them... Just... I want ships to be stronger and more credible than this :/

6/10 just because they look good in fanarts XD

Doffy x Luffy

This is pretty diffused, but..... why.

I mean... what happened between the two of them which could have made them fall for eachother?? D: Have you ever tried to date a person after trying GearFourthPunch them out of the troposphere? °A° (Also, Luffy could LITERALLY be Doffy’s son. This is weird. Not the weirdest thing, but still.)

Srsly... If you like them together I ask you to tell me which dynamics are there behind this ship. Cause I really can’t see WHERE do you see even a little trace of feelings between the two of them D:

Sorry D:

3/10

Doffy x Law

Gods, yes. YES.

This ship HELLA works from every single point of view. Doffy and Law are two of the most (if not THE MOST) well written characters in the whole series. They have a complete and complex background, a deep and multifaceted personality and, above all, an extremely strong bond.

Ship them or not, they’re literally OBSESSED by eachother for different reasons.

Law is the ONLY man Doffy considers almost his equal, he thinks he’s like the only person worth being his right hand man and I’m quite sure he’s galvanized by the idea Law is the one who’s gonna sacrifice his life to make him immortal. Like... a great life to complete an even greater one? This is insane. And yet beautiful.

On the other hand, Law’s thoughts have been completely centred on taking revenge on Doffy for 10 years. Like, he was literally obsessed by that man, consumed by the hate he felt for him which obscured anything else, even his maniacal good sense in the end.

Turning this all into a tragic and tormented love story is as easy as drinking water. A long-term reciprocal hate mixed with a deep admiration for eachother (even from Law’s side, after all Doffy was the one who thaught him almost... everything?) which slowly turns into something terribly different. Imagine the tension between two arch enemies who have to admit their hate melted into passion... and yet still have this latent feeling of wanting the other’s death.......

Don’t know what’s your opinion about this kind of stories, but for me, the self proclaimed Queen of Angst, in love with the most tragical Theatre and Literature... THIS IS GOOD STUFF.

10/10 HANDS DOWN.

Doffy x Trebol

What tHE ACTUAL F***K.

-10/10

Doffy x Bellamy

Please, no.

Alright, I hate Bellamy. He’s exactly the kind of character I find terribly pathetic and incomplete. He barely has a personality of his own, he’s a wild fanboy with nothing original (not like Barto. Barto is the best fanboy ever. All my love goes to Barto.).

Now, he spent all his 34 years of life trying to... imitate Doffy? And yet he doesn’t even manage to truly understand him. So he’s worse than a fanboy, he’s attracted to the idealization of a man who’s not even half of the things he expects him to be. This is sad. Really sad. And call me a sadist, he deserved being humiliated imo. Maybe this helped him open his eyes and getting a life. Seriously.

It goes without saying I totally can’t see how a relationship between him and Doffy could work. Doffy despises him, the only kind of plot this thing could have is a quite abusive one :/ and since I deeply dislike abuse.... no. This ship is totally out of question.

0/10

Doffy x Monet

This is another ship which barely touches the canon. I sincerely think the "love" between the two of them is pretty much unilateral. Doffy respects Monet, he deeply appreciates her abilities, intelligence and loyalty, she's clearly among his closest subordinates, but... He doesn't love her in a romantic way. As for Monet, she's totally in love with him, she'd kill and die for him. And in fact that's what she does in the end.

Monet is not among my fav characters, but I still feel quite sorry for how things went for her. She gave her everything away for a helpless, almost obsessive, love.

If something between the two of them really happened for real, I think it was merely physical.

For this reason, tough I have to admit they'd actually look beautiful together, I can't ship them :/

5/10

Doffy x Vergo

Ok, I dislike Vergo. He's quite a flat character imo, don't even like his design 😅 I don't ship him with Doffy for this simple reason, but being honest they could perfectly work as a couple.

Vergo was among Doffy's very first "real friends", he was among those who were considered a family by him and, most importantly, he was the only one around his same age. They literally grew up together, likely supporting each other, and I wouldn't be honest if I said this has no chance to be a good assumptipn for a love story. A quite simple and basic one, if you want, but it's the most realistic kind of bond two people can make.

Still not shipping them, my vote is a honest 7/10.

Guess that's all?

Let me know what do you think about this 😆 do you agree with my votes? Or there are some points you totally disagree with?

Well, anyways. I had fun 😂

#doflamingo headcanons #doflamingo #donquixote doflamingo #one piece #one piece hc

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organic-guacamole · 3 years

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showtime

episode 211 let's go

ok first of all, this is the second to last episode guys... I don't even wanna think about how much pain I'll be in after next week's episode

mr mazzara doing the recap-

this is so weird to me and I don't know why

WHY DIDN'T YALL JUST ASK BENJAMIN FOR HELP, THATS LITERALLY HIS THING

is Nini giving out the cards a callback to season 1 when Natalie Bagley said that Nini gave her a card or something on opening night of another musical?

STEPHY AS THE ENCHANTRESS OMG YES

Ricky in the crown gives me Harry styles in that photoshoot vibes

he's so pretty.

ok but why did we never see Ricky and Ashlyn interact before? it's been like 5 seconds and I already love how they bounce off each other and it's just so natural

OH THEY REALLY DON'T HAVE ANY UNDERSTUDIES-

well that explains a lot...

so Ricky fell on top of Ashlyn and all that broke for both of them was their wrist-

insert Jake Peralta *coolcoolcoolcoolcoolcool no doubt no doubt no doubt*

of course howie was amazing as the beast, were we expecting anything less??

Ricky is so beautiful and I will not shut up about it....

let me enjoy this before the makeup crew slaps mud on his face.

Nini and Ricky talking to eachother? in a civil manner? wasn't she avoiding him just in the last episode? hm ok

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH THEY CANT EXPRESS THEIR FEELINGS JUST LIKE ME HAHAHAHAHA THIS IS HILARIOUS, WHATS NEXT? THEY CUT EVERYONE OFF CUZ THEY CANT HANDLE EMOTIONS? ...ha

yes Kaden and Rico, my favourite east high boys 🥰

I mean....where's EJ?

THERE HE IS

EJ AND GINA IN THE BACKGROUND... doing something idek

KOURTNEY'S MOM IS BACK YAY

Howie is a shining star, ofc ofc

the smallest fOrk

can't wait to see the fork burst into song about how she deserves more than to be used to eat salad😌

the duster and the bluster.... ok😃

hi Gina!

hi- oh wow I didn't know Robbie Rotten was in this show!!!!!

the portwell look.

that my friends, is a married couple's look✋

GOSH EJ WHAT DID THEY DO TO YOU

aww Gina's so excited for this

D word?

Die?

Delicious?

Dom Toretto?

"good, clean fun all alone with someone I dig...a lot"

sir that does not sound very clean to me

SEBLOS

Seb looks so cute standing there next to pope Carlos

DID THEYEY REALLY LIGHT ANTOINE ON FIRE-

I NEED TO SEE THAT

Seb's reading Carlos better than big red read the script in episode 102, this is great development after the "fight"

Kourtney really just made the best outfit for herself and let the rest of them suffer

the way Gina immediately goes to hold on to EJ after the announcement

"tonight we're going to put the U in UTAH"

...

"hey where are you from?"

"TAH"

SEB'S SINGULAR CLAP KILLED ME-

he's officially salt lake city's resident thanos

just wity clapping because for some reason I have a feeling he doesn't know how to snap his fingers...don't ask why

Ms Jenn do you mind encouraging your leads before the show? idk just an idea

pepto bismol product placement smhsmh

those flowers are bigger that big red himself-

*bops along to the opening theme*

that whistle at the end slaps everytime

WHY IS THE AUDIENCE SO MASSIVE

I guess they're all here to see Ms Jenn go on as a fork after Nini decides to *go her own way*

wow i am so funny

so they couldn't do many group scenes cuz of covid, but this 300 person crowd is cool? nice

OO THE VIOLIN GIRL FROM EPISODE 6 IS IN THE ORCHESTRA

HOWIEEEEEE

"Mr Caswell", he said, in the loudest voice possible while backstage at a show that's about to start.

Mazzara what are you trying to pull-

I usually like Benjamin but I don't like his tone

"iS yOuR wHoLe FaMiLy HeRe?" LIKE YOU DON'T ALREADY KNOW THATS A SOFT SPOT FOR EJ

"we've had some good conversations these past few weeks"

right so what's going to happen after you graduate?

what does he think of you not going to Duke?

what did he say about you giving the sweatshirt that's been in the family for 3 generations to a girl you're not even dating?

good old Mr. M

therapist Mr. Mazzara, they all need it.

start with Ricky though.

"Michael Bowen"

dude why did you shave, now you look less like "hot lumberjack" and more "creep at the gas station"

OH-

does she not like Mike anymore?

why does it sound like jennzzara started dating and now they just sit back and talk smack about everyone in their freetime

break the fourth wall-

uhhhh im scared

why am I scared

he's scary

hehe flowers for Ricky, obviously for Ricky, ObViOuSLY

oh boy poor Michael

this man is in love, rip

why does Ms Jenn always look at people with her eyes open so wide

LILYYYY

I'm only excited because I really like the idea of lily and Ricky being friends, nothing more.

ha this guy's got jokes

a MOAT AROUND THE SCHOOL

wheeze

also he's very pretty.

"the wolves and very talented humans"

how dare he forget to mention the very talented wolves and normal humans, smh erasure

"being nice, what a concept" ted talk by Lily who still doesn't have a last name

did she just say lol out loud

same with the hug emoji last episode-

go touch some grass babes

the way he didn't say no, but said he didn't know how the east high kids would react-

not saying he does want to date her but that's an interesting thing to think about, also another thing to write an essay analysis on just to leave it in my drafts for a few months

awww lily genuinely trying to help him

sorry guys, I've been taken by the Lily charm (didn't know it existed until now but oh well)

REMEMBER WHEN I SAID I'LL NEVER SHIP PORTWELL?

just look at me now

the Lily wink I can't she's so cute-

HELP ME I'M BEING HELD HOSTAGE BY LIL-

David Attenborough?

oh nvm it's Benjamin narrating the show in a really weird British accent for some reason.

STEPHY GOT MORE LINES YAY GOOD FOR HER

also is this to show that Nini doesn't care about being the star of the show anymore? the way she's supporting everyone else even though she's a fork?

I would pay for a special of the full musical ngl

OOO THE TRANSFORMATION WAS SMOOTH

shockingly

yo where did the makeup come from

man I wish I was a theatre kid

THIS IS STEPHY'S EPISODE NOW IDC✋

my girl is starring

"needs an X-factor"

Simon Cowbell creeps in

"it's a yes from me"

and them boom, he takes Nini and mistreats her horribly and then she comes back to theatre after deciding music isn't for her👍

"I thought she just hog-tied him?"

don't ask sebby, it's better if you don't know.

imagine they spotlight the wrong person and this dude is just some random person that likes writing down stuff during shows.

Ms Jenn just let them do what they rehearsed (at some point we never saw) or else this is gonna end horribly wrong

"help"

same Carlos, same

I love how seb is just his translator rn

I thought he said "great displeasure" instead of "greatest pleasure"....help?

big red coming out from throwing up to see his girlfriend star is the cutest thing in this show.

Ash and Gina dancing is so fun

I'm imagining them practicing at night at their home, watching the movie for the 100th time and making sure their one dance together is perfect

KOURTNEY YES

HOWIE IS IN LOVE AHHHH

I LOVE HOWIE SO MUCH

SEBBY

THIS SCENE HAS SO MUCH GOING ON I CAN'T KEEP UP

THIS IS SO GOOD

HOW???

no because I'm actually crying

I'm dead serious.

we need this musical released as a special

big red is so proud and I love to see it

Natalie: "if you do not by at least 20 dollars in concessions, you do not support art"

rando in the audience: "but I pay for ad free Spotify"

Mr Mazzara clapping in the distance

Gigi, the guy you like is talking to you, complimenting you and hyping you up

YOU LUCKY LITTLE FEATHER DUSTER

aw EJ teasing her about the chocolates in a way that doesn't make her feel bad? take notes Richard

JORDAN FISHER

there is no rest of the show idc Jordan is it for me

THE WIG CAP ON RICKY OMG

they look like they're high and having "deep" conversations on the floor

THE MEAN GIRL WITH THE EYES-

@sunshine-julie-molina YOU HEAR THAT

Natalie really just be coming for them all

Howie what is happening rn

I'm scared

"did you enjoy it"

"very much"

dude wants a kiss so bad

ASHLYN OMG

NO DON'T DO IT BECAUSE OF LILY, PUT YOUR OWN TWIST ON IT

I want a Jordan autograph please

just keep swim- oh pushing...

Gina is literally a giant next to him and I live for it

am I about to cry for the 3rd time in this episode?

yes.

Ricky's leg kicks under the table makes me so happy aw

the portwell glances will kill me.

ah yes, mashed potato snow

Mr. M.... I'm not a theatre kid but even I know you can't have your phone on backstage.

Howie please just do it

CHIP'S BIG LINE I CANT

I LITERALLY HAD TO PAUSE IT AMD SCREAM INTO MY MASK FOR A SOLID 2 MINUTES (I'm not at home rn) HES SO CUTE

oh ok bye Jordan

oo tea

NOT HIM BEING STARSTRUCK BECAUSE HE'S MEETING HIS FUTURE BROTHER IN LAW-

"we're all just glad Gigi has a big brother figure in her life"

excuse me for a few thousand hours while I laugh hysterically

THE CAMERA ZOOM ON EJS FACE AND EVERYTHING-

STOP EJ LOOKS LIKE HE'S GONNA CRY BUT I CAN'T TAKE HIM SERIOUSLY WITH THE STAGE MAKE-UP

someone else said this already but I think it's hilarious that they had to bring in 2 guest characters to create some portwell angst

omg this really is Cici's episode, found family is their thing

elevator music lol

I'm gonna bet that big red took the harness for his surprise for Ashlyn without realising what it was

did Ms. Jenn just....tell her most mentally unstable student....to commit suicide....on a disney show...was that....I'm very....well....what the actual-

oh and there she goes running off instead of trying to make it right

oh wow Nini's the hero, she's gonna save the show 🤩

😐

the judge is doing a sudoku

honestly if I went to the hsm show as well, I'd come prepared for this one too

Lily why are you looking like that-

I WAS JUST STARTING TO LIKE YOU DON'T MESS THIS UP

wow ok, there goes that.

omg

what if Howie was acting weird because he knew what Lily did and wanted to tell Kourtbut Lily threatened him so he was scared to-

anyways see y'all clowns next week when we all simultaneously lose all motivation for the week without Fridays to look forward to.

#hsmtmts #hsmtmts s2 #hsmtmts season 2 #hsmtmts spoilers #ej caswell #gina porter #ricky bowen #nini salazar roberts #seb mathew smith #carlos rodriguez #big red #ashlyn caswell #kourtney greene #howie my pizza king #lily hsmtmts

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styles-89 · 4 years

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delicate ; a love story.

chapter one: all new beginnings must require old endings.

authors note: hi!! this is my first jim halpert x reader fic :) i hope you enjoy this as much as i enjoyed writing it! also, thank you for the support on my previous writings. flashbacks/flash forwards will be in bold and talking heads will be in bold with italics!

WARNING: language

February 25, 2005

Y/N clears her throat, crossing her legs as she sits in small, uncomfortable grey chair. In the background people are working at their desks, a man turns and glances at Y/N in the conference room with the crew. He turns back and makes eye contact with the camera, that was zoomed in on his reaction. He bites the inside of his cheek and goes back to his work, having a look on his face like he got caught doing something.

“What do I say?” Y/N asks, leaning forward towards the camera, then sitting back in the chair. “Oh, I started working at Dunder Mifflin about a year and a half ago? I’m the receptionist here. Boring, I know. I..sit in at meetings, uh, transfer clients. I also write stories! Sometimes, when I’m free. No-one has really seen them, except Jim.” Y/N looks down and fiddles with her bracelet. “Jim’s probably my best friend.” Y/N responds to the crew, the question of her relationship with the man coming up. She nods and smiles. “He’s the best salesmen I know. Everytime he makes a sale we air high five.” Y/N chuckles and smiles brightly at the camera.

“Caleb? He’s my boyfriend. He works in the warehouse. Helped me get this job.” Y/N nods, her smile faltering but a smirk staying on her face. “He’s great, we’ve been dating for...four years. He still has yet to pop the question but you know, we’re saving money, haha.” She smiles and chuckles. “Oh that’s it? Okay cool, uh, if you guys need anything don’t be afraid to come over to my desk and ask.” Y/N stands, and gives a small wave to the crew and camera before she exits the room.

“So, how was it?” Jim asks, leaning back in his chair, looking the woman up and down that was leaning up against his desk slowly, trying to find a trace of concern or outright disgust. Most of the employees at Dunder Mifflin, especially at the Scranton branch, were concerned with the idea of a documentary being filmed. Y/N seemed to like the idea. “It was fine, you just talk about yourself and your job.” She readjusted herself to now be sitting on Jim’s desk, legs dangling off. Y/N eyes the camera that was now standing near the two of them. This would take some getting used to. “So, Y/L/N, you want to go to Poor Richards tonight?” Jim asks, poking the top of her knee. Dwight perks his head up looking over at the two. “Shouldn’t you be working?” He asks, and Y/N rolls her eyes.

A ring was heard from reception, and Y/N hurried over to the phone after shrugging in Jim’s direction, picking it up. “Dunder Mifflin, this is Y/N. Yes, I’ll transfer you.” Y/N says into the phone, sitting back down in front of her computer monitor. “Dunder Mifflin, this Y/N.” She pressed the phone to her ear and her shoulder, writing on a sticky note ‘You mean, like a date?’ “Oh uhm,” The caller was asking to speak to Micheal, but he wasn’t in his office. “Where’d he go?” Y/N mouths to Jim, and he returns with a shrug. “Micheal isn’t here right now, may I take a message?” She asks, setting the separate sticky note to the side and grabbing another one to write down what the person on the other line needed. “Got it. Thank you!”

Y/N stood up and took both of the sticky notes, one to Micheal’s office, sticking it on his computer monitor, and walking over to Jim, placing the purple piece of paper on his shoulder. She would just joke with him out loud but didn’t want Dwight staring at them again. Jim looked over at Y/N, who was now back at her desk and lowered his eyes, a hand resting on his face. She let out a pretty peal of laughter, a pink tint on her cheeks. Their jokes is what got both of them through the day.

“Y/N?” The crew had asked him how he felt about Y/N and her affect since working here. “She’s a great friend. Very easy to talk to..warm, energetic and positive.” Jim comments, biting his lower lip gently. “Why do you ask?”

At the stroke of 5p.m., Y/N stood up and took her coat off of the coat rack, finding some ways to stall to talk to Jim by stacking the post-it notes, putting the scattered paper clips in their rightful container, making sure her computer was properly turned off. After what seemed like an hour of judgement from other employees as they left (it was only about two minutes), Jim approached her. “I’m assuming your in?” He asks and Y/N smiles. “Hell yes. I haven’t gone out to Poor Richards with you in forever.” She says, stuffing her hands nervously in her coat pockets. “Wait, were going to Poor Richards?” Kelly calls back to them and Y/N’s eyes widen, realizing how loud she was. “Guys were going to Poor Richards!” Kelly called down the hall, earning a few cheers from the other employees.

“I love my coworkers.” Jim says, sighing, and clicking his tongue to his cheek. “But Y/N is the only one who understands the pain of group outings. It’s mainly one of the reasons why we do things with eachother, without the rest of the Scranton branch.”

Y/N and Jim laugh at the same time, the camera zooming in on Caleb as he enters the office right when the two of them were about to leave. “Hey, baby.” Y/N says, pressing a kiss to Calebs lips, his hands resting on her waist. Jim looks into the camera with a frown as he fiddled with his car keys. “So Jim and I were going to go to Poor Richards, if that’s okay with you?” Y/N asks, keeping her arms wrapped around his neck. “Oh, babe..I kinda wanted you to come home tonight, you know..the reasons why.” He grumbles and Y/N looks at the camera, Jim looking visibly flustered and uncomfortable in the background. “Uhh..I just- haven’t gone out with them in awhile.” Y/N separates from Caleb and he frowns. “Fine. You can. Love you.” Caleb says before placing a kiss on her forehead. “Take care of her, Halpert.” Caleb says and Jim nods. “Will do.” He says awkwardly, chuckling afterwards.

“Guess I’m all yours tonight.” Y/N giggles, walking down the stairwell, Jim not far behind her. “Haha, yeah..” He trails off and Y/N stops and looks up at him. It was tremendously cold in the stairwell, but it was their safe space. “Somethings wrong.” Y/N says and Jim shakes his head. “I know that face.” She retorts. “What face?” His eyebrows furrow as he looked in her direction. “The face were you think really hard about something, were your concerned.” She points out and Jim smirks. They really had memorized each other, like a book they had read multiple times. Other miscellaneous things they knew about eachother: Jim’s favorite pen color is blue. Y/N’s favorite yogurt flavor is strawberry.

“I’m just thinking about Caleb. Why didn’t he want to let you leave, besides..you know.” Jim mocked Caleb’s grumble, this made Y/N laugh. “I don’t know.” She says, continuing down the stairs but she frowns. “Sometimes I just don’t get him.” She confessed, and Jim’s face softened. The camera crew slips into a corner so it is out of view. Jim rolls his eyes and pushes the door open with his back. “Boys! Amirite?” He jokes, which made Y/N smile. Jim rushes over and opens Y/N’s door, to which she thanks him. The camera crew watches as the car drives away. “Do you think everyone else is already there?” Y/N asks and Jim shrugs, focusing on the road. “Thanks for taking me, by the way.” Y/N comments and Jim smiles. “No problem.”

After a couple of hours of hanging around the bar and Y/N getting hammered, the crew filming most of the experience, Jim decides it’s best if he takes Y/N home. He had successfully put her in his car and buckled her, and once he was in the car, Y/N wrapped her arms around his arm while giggling. “Wow. You are SO drunk!” He exclaims and eyes the girl, a gentle, caring smile on his face. The camera zooms in on the two, the view being from another car. “I’m perfectly sober!” Y/N cheers and Jim shakes his head as he pulled up to a red light, the camera filming them in the next car over. “Would I do this if I wasn’t sober?” “Do what-” And just like that, time stopped.

Y/N’s lips were on Jim’s, and Jim’s eyes widened, but he relunctly placed a hand on the back of her head, cradling softly as he closed his eyes. It was so pure, so delicate. The light had turned green, and a car honked behind them. Jim immediately pulled away, stepping on the gas, the camera getting a shot of them as they veered off. Y/N giggled and covered her mouth, then threw up in a bag that Jim had given to her just incase of an incident like this. He didn’t really have time to process what had just happened, and he rolled his eyes as he placed a hand on her back, rubbing it gently. He pulled up to his house, seeing his roommate was home. Jim was going to take her back to her house, but he was scared that she wouldn’t be able to articulate without some sort of assistance, and Jim presumed Caleb was already asleep.

Jim helped Y/N out of the car and walked into the small house and his roommate smiled. “So this is her?” He asked and Jim glared at him and sat Y/N down. “Just get me a glass of water, asshole.” He comments and takes his flip phone out, texting Caleb.

‘Hey, it’s Jim. Y/N got really drunk and she puked in my car, so I took her back to my house. Don’t worry, I’ll sleep on the couch. Have a good night.’

“What am I going to do with you?” Jim asked and shook his head. Y/N made ‘grabby hands’ towards him and his obliged, sitting on the couch with her, her body shifting so her head was now on his lap. He smiled down at the girl and quickly turned on the TV. Jim could feel Y/N slip out of consciousness by her breathing and he smiled again, taking a moment to take this in. He stroked her hair and he swallowed harshly, remembering what had happened earlier. Jim bit his lower lip and sighed, then took the girl up in his arms, bridal style, and walked to his room, placing her on his bed, and covering her with the blanket.

The next morning, Jim cooked breakfast for her, gave her medicine, and let her know of what had happened last night. She was taken aback, wondering why she would do such actions. She apologized profusely, to which Jim just smiled and shook his head, replying with a ‘you’re fine.’ Classic boy-next-door Jim. Y/N went home, and didn’t tell Caleb. There was no reason to. She was drunk, and didn’t remember the events. The weekend flew by in a flash, and soon it was Monday again.

Y/N walked into work with a bright smile on her face. That smile quickly faltered as whisperings were made by her other coworkers, and she made eye contact with Jim. Had he told someone? No, surely he hadn’t. Y/N’a eyes faltered from Jim as she sat behind her desk and Jim tapped his pen on desk. Dwight taps his desk a single time and Jim looks over at him, raising his eyebrows. “Y/N has a boyfriend.” Dwight quickly says, and Jim nods. “Yes, I know. Why are you telling me this?” He asks, really not wanting any of Dwight’s antics at the moment. “Because you kissed her.” Jim’s heart sank into the bottom of his stomach. “..Who told you that?” He whispered, glancing at the camera, and Dwight points at the crew member holding the camera. Jim looked at the camera and clenched his jaw.

“How long does this documentary have to be?” Jim asks, his hands folded in his lap as he clenched his jaw.

Y/N wrote sloppily, she was jotting down ideas for her writings. Not that anyone would see them. “Y/N?!” Caleb calls and Y/N stands up. He sounded angry. “Caleb? What’s up?” She asks, walking from behind the reception desk. “You kissed Jim?!” He yelled and Jim turned away from the gaze of Caleb, spinning in his chair as he looked in the camera. The whole office knew by now. “I-I was drunk! And it’s not like it meant anything!” Caleb had a right to be upset, after all, she had kissed him even if she didn’t remember it. “I’m sorry..” She trailed off and Caleb clenched his fists. “Sorry isn’t gonna cut it! You hang out with Jim all the time, how will I know if you don’t do something like this again?! We’re over. I want you moved out of the apartment by tonight.” Caleb angerily says and Jim looked over at Caleb, standing up. “Hey, man, she didn’t mean-” “I don’t want to hear it, Halpert. You kissed back.” He spat. Y/N looked over at Jim before she watched Caleb storm out of the office. He was gone. The man she wanted to marry, spend the rest of her life with, was gone. He wanted her gone.

“Y/N.” Jim quickly said and Y/N tears up, looking up at him. She just threw away four years of her life she would never get back. “I can’t..” She said and rushed out into the hallway, and finally into the stairwell. Jim followed close behind. “Hey..” Jim soothed and wrapped his arms around her, her head now resting on his chest as she wept. He rubbed her back gently and pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head, looking over at the camera. “You’re going to be okay, Y/L/N.” He comforted, and Y/N sputtered. “I don’t have a place to live! He wants- me gone by tonight.” Y/N hiccups and Jim holds her tighter, thinking of ways he could help her. “Hey! Crazy idea, you can stay at my place until you find somewhere to stay.” Jim suggests. He hadn’t even talked to his roommate.

“Are you sure? I- that’s.” Y/N tries to the find words to show her appreciation, and wraps her arms around his neck, standing on her tippy toes to hold onto him. Jim wraps his arms around her waist and closes his eyes, holding her tightly once more.

And just like that, Jim knew this was the right thing to do. He took in her scent, the softness of her skin, and the many giggles coming from her.

“I’d do anything for her.” Jim says confidently, before his eyes fell from view of the camera. “She’s my best friend.”

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Roger Taylor x reader 1973 (SMUT)

Summary: It´s 1973, London. You just started working in the recording studio of an old friend, who so happens to record Queens newest album.

Pairing: young!RogerTaylor x Freader

A/N: I'm sorry that it took a while for me to finish this part, I try to bring out the next chapter a bit faster again. Hope you enjoy :)

Words: 3673

Warnings: smut, swearing, alcohol, cigarettes, dom/sub, hate fucking, degrating, fighting, unprotected sex, age difference (reader is 18 and Roger is 24), public sex, oral, over stimulation, Roger and reader being assholes to eachother

IF YOU ARE A MINOR DO NOT INTERACT WITH THIS 18+ STORY

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Chapter 4 – God damn it

Today is the 13th of September 1943, Rick's birthday. I wore some brown swabbies, a white crop top, and a dark green jacket with floral prints on it. To finish the look I choose a simple golden necklace, earrings, and yellowish sunglasses. I arrive at the studio earlier than usual, Freddie already waiting for me outside. He greets me with a big smile „Good morning darling, you once again look stunning!" I smile back at him „Hey Fred, and you look good as always". We walk into the studio, where I place the cake I bought for Rick. For the next 30 minutes, Fred and I decorate the studio, place balloons in every corner, and hang up a big sign that says „Happy Birthday". Just as we're finished Brian, John and Roger walk in. I greet them with a big smile, excited to surprise Rick. They also got excited... except Roger who just sits down at his drums. I roll my eyes and decide to ignore him. „So Rick is gonna be here any minute now. But just so you all know what Fred and I planned: in the last break before shift ending I wanna go to the store and buy some more drinks so we can party here. We already bought the food and hid it in this wardrobe. John could you maybe distract him when it's time so we can get everything ready, just walk with him somewhere, maybe to the cafe?" he nodded „Yeah that shouldn't be a problem.". „Great! Oh and Brian could you come to the store with me, I'm not sure if I can carry everything:" I ask. „Sure I can do that." he says politely. „Perfect! Meanwhile, Fred gets everything ready in here." „And what do I do?" Roger askes a bit annoyed. I turn to him „Oh Uhm... you could help Freddie, just don't destroy anything." he rolls his eyes and looks away.

Then the door opens, Ricks looks surprised when we all greet him, Freddie starts singing Happy birthday, the others even joined in. He laughs and hugs all of us. We all have a slice of cake before starting to work.

It's time, I look at John who gives me a nod before walking up to us „Hey Rick wanna grab a coffee? I heard this new cafe is pretty good." he asks innocently. „Uhh sure..." Rick gets up and follows John. I wait a few minutes before walking over to the store with Brian. He suddenly asks me „Do you feel a bit better? I mean the last time we talked it wasn't really... your best day..." I look up at him, giving him a soft smile „Yeah I guess so... I'm still not sure how to act around him... he's so moody and hard to predict..." „Yeah I know what you mean..." he chuckles softly under his breath. „Just ignore him or come talk to one of us when he decides to be a dick again" „I will, thank you" we smile at each other. We arrive at the store and start buying A LOT of alcohol, beer, vodka, scotch... you name it. We carry everything back to the studio. Freddie placing all the food nicely on a table, Roger even helps him. When he notices us he comes up to me, taking one of the bags out of my hand. „Thank you" I say a bit confused, he gives me a quick awkward smile before walking over to the free table. I follow him with Brian who places the other three bags between us before helping Freddie. We finish putting all the bottles and glasses on display. We actually got along for those few moments. Just when we started having a normal conversation, the door opens. Rick once again at the loss of his words. „Suprise!" I say cheerfully before grabbing his hand pulling him in the room with us.

We're all having a good time, laughing, singing, talking... it was great! The time flies by and we're all pretty drunk. I'm sitting on a couch, starting to feel a bit sick because of all the alcohol. John sits down next to me, noticing that I didn't feel right. „Are you okay?" he asks concerned. I look at him „Yeah I just drank a bit too much that's it..." I suddenly get up rushing to the other side of the room where I puke into an empty trashcan. John quickly gets up, holding back my hair and petting my back. I get up again „Sorry...", now the others a starting to get concerned too. Brian brings me a glass of water. I sit back down holding my head. „Do you wanna come back to my place? I really don't want you to be alone when you feel this sick..." John offers me. Before I could answer Roger, who's also very drunk, storms up to us „Oh nooo... No way she's going back to your place!" I couldn't even answer because I feel so weak and drunk. „Why not? Look at her! She can't be alone! Someone needs to take care of her!" John snaps back at him. Brian, Rick, and Fred staying quiet, ready to see what's going to happen. Roger pushes John „Oh yeah? You probably just wanna take her back to your place to fuck her!" John pushes him back, now getting really angry „I'm not like you! I would never use her like that! Something you can't say for yourself!" Roger goes quiet, thinking about what John just said. His expression now changing from anger to regret. He looks at me before looking back at John „I'm gonna take care of her!" he says while walking over to me, John stopping him, grabbing his shoulder „If I find out you hurt her in any way It won't end well" Roger nods, looking at the others who stay quiet. He comes up to me „Come on, you need some rest." I open my eyes, looking back into Rogers who holds his hand out for me. I grab it, so he could help me up. His arm around me to support me. Brian giving me an unsure look but I gave him a nod, so he knows he doesn't have to worry.

We step outside, walking to his rented apartment. The 15-minute long walk was quiet, I leaned on his arm while walking because I couldn't stand up straight. It was hard for him to balance us both because he was very drunk as well, but we made it without falling once. I step inside, where he brings me straight to his bedroom. I fall on the bed, almost passing out immediately. He chuckles and steps closer, sitting down next to me. He picks me up so I sit up again. He slowly takes off my jacket and opens my pants to pull them off. I let him do it, not caring. I lift my ass and then legs so it's easier for him. It's obvious that he has a hard time controlling himself but he plays it cool. Roger puts my clothes over a chair before leaving the room. He comes back with a glass of water and a bucket, which he places next to me. I thank him, pulling him down to me into a hug. He falls on top of me but hugs me back. I let go so he can climb on his side of the bed. After he removes his pants and shirt he lays down, in my drunken state I pull him close to me. Putting my head on his shoulder, my arm and leg are on top of him, making it hard to escape. He puts one arm around my waist, resisting the graving of grabbing my ass and doing anything else. It's even harder for him because I lay there in underwear and a top. But he fights his drunken urges, soon drifting off to sleep as well.

- next morning -

I wake up, slowly opening my eyes, I look around realizing it's not my room, when I look next to me I see Roger, still asleep. I start to breathe heavily, realizing my situation. I feel his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him. Carefully looking under the covers to be relieved seeing both of us wearing something, even tho it's not much. I don't know what I should do. „Should I grab my stuff and leave silently or stay?" I look at the clock, it's 5:27 in the morning. „Fuck it, I just go back to sleep". I lay on my side, looking directly at him. I blush a bit when I see his sleeping figure. His hair is a mess, mouth a bit open. I never notice how long his lashes are, his beautiful lips, cute nose... I stop myself „What did I just think? Cute?!" I take another look at him, almost melting. „Mh.." he moans sleepily while pulling me closer. I just smile and snuggle next to him, enjoying the company. I miss being touched like that, waking up next to somebody, just cuddling. Soon I fall back asleep.

I wake up once more because something moves next to me. I open my eyes a bit, looking at Roger who looks back at me, giving me a soft smile. „Sorry didn't mean to wake you up..." he says quietly. „Don't worry" I smile back „Anyway, what time is it" I whisper back, not sure why because it's only the two of us. „Uh, almost 8 o'clock" he answers. „Ah okay, thanks". The room is now filled with an awkward silence. That's when I realize what position we are in. My leg on top of him and my arm resting on his torso. I remove them quickly. „Sorry..." he chuckles, putting my leg in its original position „Don't worry about it." he looks into my eyes, his only half-lidded. Our heads slowly moving closer to each other. I close my eyes and turn off my mind. His lips touching mine softly. We kiss for a few minutes like that before he pulls me on top of him, not breaking the contact. Our kisses being soft, lazy even lovingly. I cup his face with my hands while he rests on my back, slowly creeping up my top. I'm not sure what just happened or what is going on at all but it was nice. I wasn't sure if I should let more happen... but I couldn't resist him, even tho he was such an asshole.

His one hand on the clip of my bra, the other squeezing my ass. Our kisses become heavier. He pulls off my top and opens my bra, throwing it on the floor. I get flipped on my back, so he's on top now. He starts to kiss my neck down, slowly disappearing under the blanket. His soft kisses stop at my pantie. He slowly pulls it off with his teeth, removing it from my body. His hand holding my pantie emerge from under the blanket, throwing it across the room. I can feel him placing kisses all over my inner thighs, I whimper, placing my hand on top of his head, pulling him closer to where I need to be touched most. He stops, I feel his hot breath on my pussy and his strong hands on my thighs. He pulls them more apart and devices in between them. I moan at his touch. His tongue finally touching my sensitive clit. „You're pretty good at this Rog" I realize that I said it out loud when I hear him chuckle, pulling me closer. I blush even harder, internally hitting myself. But my thoughts get interrupted by his slender fingers which just entered me. I grab his hair, pull on it, and moan louder which makes him go faster. Not long after my legs start twitching, squeezing his head when I cum. He licks up my mess before coming up again. His breath is also heavy. He puts his fingers in front of my face, giving me a cocky smirk. I look at him and then at his fingers, before leaning forward slowly opening my mouth. I start to suck and lick them clean, tasting myself. I look at him, he's smiling, watching my every move, „You're also pretty good at this:" he says in a low voice that makes my heart go faster. One last time I suck at them before removing my head from them. He smiles at me pulling me into another kiss. Meanwhile removing his tight boxer. Not breaking the kiss for one second, us both escapes a loud breath when he enters me slowly. He starts moving his hips slowly, holding me close, my arms around his neck. I break the kiss softly saying „Please go faster..." he instantly picks up his speed, lifting my one leg up so he can go deeper inside of me. My moans getting louder, my fingernails scratching against his soft skin. He sits up, lifting my legs. He leans over me, bending my legs with him, before pounding into me again, this time even faster. I can't hold it back much longer, he hits my g spot perfectly. That's when he says „I'm... I think I can't last any longer..." he starts to moan. „Just a little bit longer! Please!" he pounds into me even faster and harder trying his best to hold back, that's when he finally feels my walls close on him. „Bloody hell Y/N..." he moans out before releasing inside of me. Almost cumming at the same time as me.

Our breath still unsteady and heavy, but we smile at each other, chuckling a bit. He slowly pulls out of me, searching for some tissues. After I cleaned up, he asks me if I want to take a shower before work, I agree.

He leads me into his big, beautiful bathroom, stepping into the shower turning on the water. He smirks at me, I roll my eyes and step in. „Sorry I only have this body wash," he says while putting some on his hands. „Turn around", I turn my back to him a bit unsure. His hands carefully washing my back, I enjoy the soft touches but open my eyes looking down when his hands are on my breast. „What? I just wanna make you're clean" I could feel his smile before I giggle „Pervert!", he laughs before spinning me around, kissing me once more. We pull apart, so I can wash the soap off. Now I grab the bottle, spilling some on my hand so I can wash him. My hands gliding over his wet torso. „Damn he's sexy... Wait no!" I try to push this thought aside but it's hard when he's in front of me like that. „You okay?" he asks „Oh Uhm yeah" I laugh awkwardly, spinning him around. I wash his back and hair, helping him rinse it off. A few minutes later we step out of the shower, he gives me a towel after wrapping one around his waist. I blush while looking at him. His toned body, wet hair framing his beautiful face... he catches me starring „Like what you see?" he jokes with a raised eyebrow, I punch his shoulder slightly „Yeah I do Mr. Super model" we both laugh at this.

I step out of the bathroom, sneaking back into his bedroom, while he's already in the kitchen. I go up to his closet, grabbing one of his shirts, it's a plain white T-shirt. It doesn't fit me, it's a bit lose but it's good enough. I put on my pants, putting my worn underwear in his laundry, I don't think he would mind finding them later. I smile imaging his reaction. After I'm dressed again I step into the kitchen. Roger stands with his back turned to me in front of the table fixing his coffee. His hair is a bit messy but it looks good on him.

He turns around. „I made you some coffee, want toast?" „Yes, please. Oh, and do you have something against headaches?" I ask. „Hangover much?" he smiles, while looking through his drawer, finding a tablet. I wash it down with some water „Thanks", he returns me a smile before eating his breakfast. I glance at him once in a while „Damn he's stunning..." I think. His torso is showing, he's only wearing a flowery jacket and plain jeans. I notice him starring back at me with a smug smile placed on his face. I quickly look away, a bit embarrassed. „Is that my shirt?" he asks me, my cheeks heating up a bit more. „Uhm... yes... I will give it back to you later but I gotta wear something..." „Eh I prefer you without clothes," he says, his stupid smile growing. „Oh shut up Taylor" I say playfully. He chuckles before taking another bite.

We finish breakfast and walk back to the studio, on the way smoking a cigarette. When we arrive the others are already there.

„Good morning darlings! I hope you're feeling better Y/N" Freddie says, pulling me into a hug. He leans in a bit more to whisper to me „And I hope you two had fun... by the looks of it, it was good" he winks at me, I glance at him a bit mad, my cheeks turning red. I look over at Roger finally noticing the few scratch marks. „Fuck..." I think to myself, „Why does he have to show it off like that?!". I snap back to reality when Brian approaches me, „Please tell me he didn't do anything last night..." I grab his arm, pulling him away from the others before whispering „No it's all okay... we can talk about it at lunch" he gives me a nod before going back. Before I take a seat I give Deacy a big smile, he waves at me, returning his cute smile.

„I wanna go eat lunch, you guys coming along?" Rick asks, the others agree, except Roger, he's not hungry yet, is what he told them. They pass me on their way out „Enjoy your food guys!" I say to them before taking another stroke of my cigarette. „You sure you don't wanna come with us?" Rick asks. „Yeah, I have a sandwich with me... Where's Roger? Isn't he coming along with you?", Freddie smile cheekily „No apparently he's not hungry... so you two behave" he gives me another wink before following the others. I just stand blankly for a minute, finishing my cigarette before stepping back inside. Roger sits at his drums, playing on them. I sit down on the couch near him.

Suddenly he gets up to stand in front of me. He leans down, grabbing my chin „We have around 25minutes left..." he then crashes his lips into mine. He then sits down, pulling me by my waist on top of his lap. I can already feel his hard member. Not breaking our intense kiss, he unbuckles his belt while I try to get mine open. We break our contact so we can pull our pants off. „Aren't you wearing any underwear?!" he says a bit shocked, „Well I didn't have any..." I say shy, climbing back on top of him. He grunts a bit „Naughty..." his low voice hitches up a bit when he suddenly enters me. I moan and start bouncing on him. The recording studio is filled with the sounds of our heavy breathing, moaning, skin slapping, and the moving couch that greeks under every move. I throw my head back, holding his shoulder tight. I'm not able to think anymore, I just close my eyes and let my body move on its own, feeling that tight knot in my stomach grows. His hands are on my hips, moving them like he pleases, probably leaving bruises behind. „I think... I-I'm gonna cum soon..." I say breathless, „Cum for me slut" he grabs me tighter. I'm about to go over the edge when I hear Freddies laugh. I freeze, my heart dropping. I don't dare to breathe, move or do anything else. „For fucks sake, Roger!" John yells, „I eat on that couch!". „Oh shut up, now can you at least leave for a fucking minute! If we can't even finish our business, let us at least get clothes on!" Roger yells at them, still holding me, his grip even tighter. „God yes please put some clothes back on!" Brian yells before walking out like the others. I get off of him, pulling on my pants as quick as possible, so does he. „I think they didn't take 25 more minutes like I thought they would be." he chuckles. „Bloody hell you think that's funny?! That's so humiliating!" I storm out the studio, not listening to what the others say when I pass them. I throw my back against the wall, quickly lighting my cigarette, inhaling deeply the smoke. After 15minutes I finally step back into the studio, the band already recording again. I sit next to Rick „Please... just don't say anything..." I say quietly, turning away from him. „Okay... but please... at least do it somewhere more private," he says calmly, not looking at me. „Yeah... I'm so sorry you guys had to see that, I feel so embarrassed..." I feel tears forming in my eyes. He notices my cracking voice, putting a hand on my shoulder. „Trust me, in this business I've seen worse..." he snickers, „We all do something stupid sometimes don't we?". I crack a smile „I guess your right...", „Yeah so let's forget that ever happened." he says to me. „Oh god, that's all that I want" we both laugh a bit before concentrating back on work.

I left early just so the others couldn't talk to me about it, so I went back to the hotel, going straight to bed, questioning my life choices.

Next chapter:

Coming soon

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moonlightdreamzz · 4 years

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Cozy — Jeon Jungkook

A glimpse into you and Jungkook’s love.

Request: Hi! I saw your writing and I enjoyed reading your works. I saw that you needed some request so here I am. I was wondering if you could write an imagine with BTS’s Jungkook where he comes home to the reader online shopping or something, and it’s a very touchy, lusty, feel. But lots of soft and subtle gestures towards one another. Sorry if it’s a bit much, it took me a lot to request 😬 but thank you for hearing me out! 🤗

Jungkook doesn’t understand why he gets like this doing something he does everyday. I mean, with all of his other daily routines he didn’t get nervous. Singing, dancing, speaking infront of others; these were all things that he just couldn’t get nervous about doing even if he tried.

But right now he’s standing infront of the door to his own apartment, and he finds himself taking deep breaths. His hand is on the keypad, but they’re not moving to type the code in.

“You’ve been dating this girl for almost two years now.” He chuckles to himself, knowing this was ridiculous. “She’s your girlfriend, and you see her practically everyday. Go inside.”

And as always, he listens to himself. He puts the code into his keypad, and steps in quickly. His shoes slip off his feet with ease as all he had to do today was re-record some things for the new album; no dancing.

Before he creeps around the corner, where he knows he’ll find you either asleep on the couch, or scrolling through your phone as you wait for him to come and kiss you all over, he always likes to listen. Sometimes you’ll hum, and it has to be the most beautiful sound he’s ever heard. You always say you can’t sing, but he’s listened in to your little concerts too many times to count, and knows it’s the opposite.

Sometimes, you’ll even be watching tv. He has a little guessing game he plays with himself to see if he can guess what you’re viewing, and he has to admit, he’s getting better at it. His favorite though was to hear you laugh. You always kept him up to date with twitter slang, and what was considered funny between his fans and such, but when he would hear you burst into a fit of chuckles and heavy sighs; it was music to his ears.

The house is silent right now, but not so silent that he can assume that you’re deep in slumber. He’s trying his best to keep the wood floor from making too much noise, as if the alarm didn’t already inform you someone was in your home.

He finally makes it around the corner, where he finds you. His heart always increases in speed whenever you grace him with your presence, and right now is no different. Your laptop is secured onto your legs, and he can see just how concentrated you are based off how your eyebrows are making you look like an upset child.

“Hi.”

Immediately your head snaps up, and the smile on your face tells him everything he needs to know. You missed him too. You still loved him even after a couple hours of space. Your hair was still wrapped up in the scarf he gifted your for your birthday. Funny enough, it’s red and yellow undertones were complementing his white walls very nicely. This whole scenery was so beautiful to him.

“Hi baby. You look tired.” You accuse with a raised eyebrow. You hated to see him like this; a weak walk dragging across his floors, and the color tainted from his cheeks. “Have you eaten today?”

“Just had dinner with Yoongi.”

There’s a silence, featuring the two of you making eye contact. You’re looking him up and down, trying to find the lie within his words, but based on the slight swelling in his fingers you know he’s being honest.

“Are you full? I can cook you something.” You offer, standing up promptly, but Jungkook steps towards you, gently setting you back down where you were sitting.

“Have a seat.” He smiles. It’s at this moment where he realizes he hasn’t kissed you since yesterday. He also realizes that you know exactly what he’s thinking, so he seizes his opportunity.

The kiss is loving, but also filled with the kind of lust that only the two of you could have. You both agreed a long time ago that your lips were made for eachother, but even so, you always giggled when your lips pressed together. It was always magic.

He has one knee on the couch as he hovers over you, hands moving up your neck, to the side of your cheeks, and then to your ears as he allows this to calm him down. Even your breathing is in synch as the two of you just enjoy this moment.

Just when Jungkook was starting to feel his heartbeat increase to a deadly pace, and his blood rush to his face, and all the other familiar places, you break the kiss. He can’t help but to follow your plump lips, pressing another peck before resting his forehead on yours.

“What?” He questions, still hovering on top of your body that was now laid on the sofa.

“No can do tonight sir.” You sigh in disappointment, hands finding themselves rubbing circles into his fat cheeks.

“No.” He wines, and not because he needs it so bad. He just hated when you had to be bothered with such a demon. “The red sea?”

“The red sea, baby.” You confirm, and now the two of you are laughing. Once again, the kisses start, except, this time they’re much more sweet and slow. With his lips he’s telling a million stories. He’s telling you that this morning, he was really upset that you weren’t awake as he couldn’t properly embrace you. He’s telling you that while he was singing songs of heartbreak in the studio, he found it hilarious because that would never be the two of you. He’s confessing that he missed you so much, and this taste, and this feeling.

His lips move to your neck, and his hands are rubbing all over your comfort zones such as your legs, and your shoulders, and your back. He then stops his actions, looking right into your eyes. He loves doing this. He can always see how nervous you get. Your pupils start to twitch, as you’re trying your best to be a big girl and handle all the love that rests in his eyes, but at the same time wanting to look away because it’s too much.

“How did I get so lucky?” He questions, kissing you once more. Your scent is so distinct. Castor oil and black girl magic, as you would describe it.

“I think you must have been an important man in your past life.”

“Like Malcolm X?”

And now you’re screeching; that laugh that can make any man fall to his knees in an instant. It’s shaking every part of his body, and he loves you. Your little snorts are the icing on the cake; a recipe for his red cheeks.

“You’re funny.” Is all you can manage as you finally calm down.

“And you’re beautiful.” Jungkook finally stands up, placing his hand infront of you to grab. “You ate, right?”

You grab his hand that was calling out to you, standing up with a slight hiss. “Had a little soup. You know I can’t eat much when I’m bleeding to death.”

“You sure you don’t want anything else? Ice pack?”

“Just you.” Your smile is dazzling, even when your eyes seem a little weary. He doesn’t know if you’re worried about him, your day wasn’t the best, or both, but he knows he can turn it all around.

Setting the alarm, and turning off all the lights to the rooms you walked passed, he leads you to your shared bedroom. As always, the bed is exactly how you two left it in the morning. You both agreed that making a bed was pointless when you were just going to get back in it.

Jungkook pushes you forward, making you fall gently on the mattress. He then begins to remove his clothing one by one, followed by whistles coming from you.

“Oh how I wish I wasn’t about to throw up.” You call, now resting on your elbow in a seductive manner. You’re already in your pajamas, which consisted of nothing but a tank top. You’re comfortable, and he always loves to see you like this.

“You can still enjoy the show.” He winks, before stepping into the bathroom.

“You don’t have to take a shower, you know.” You offer, rubbing his spot in repeated circles. “You didn’t even do anything today.”

“And how do you know that?”

“Because your hair isn’t dripping all over your floor from sweat.”

“Our floor.” He corrects.

“Our floor.” You smile. “I just want to Netflix and chill with you, baby.”

“You mean just Netflix?”

“Shut up.” You chuckle.

Of course, he takes your advice. He switches his boxers, and leaves it at that as he jumps on his high set bed. You always have Netflix ready; the horror section waiting to be surfed.

“Your scarf.” He whispers, using his hands to pull it down so your edges would be protected. He presses a light kiss to the cloth, before allowing you to nuzzle into his large arms. Your hand immediately finds the wrist that holds his tatted sleeve, and it’s caressing it ever so gently. “I love you.”

“I love you more.”

“I get really nervous before I come home.” He confesses, not really knowing why. It just comes out.

You mute the tv, looking up at him now. “Why?”

“You just...make me nervous as hell. Never in a million years did I think I’d find you.”

“Am I that great?” You question, tilting your head as best you could. “All I do is eat your food.”

“And you also support me in everything I do. You’re always there and you always know what to say. You always can make my days better. You’re the greatest gift.”

“You’re being really nice to me today.” You’re squinting at him, clearly suspicious. “What did you do?”

“Absolutely nothing.” He assures with a laugh.

“Yeah yeah.” You brush, but he knows you’re enjoying every bit of this. This extra love he’s giving you right now.

His body is always warm, clothed or not, and the feeling of your skin on his is too good. Too pleasant. You had been so excited to watch a good movie and fall asleep, but neither of you had picked up the remote. Your hands were just playing with eachother’s, observing the way you fit together so perfectly.

“How are the boys?”

“They’re good, I hope. It’s kind of funny, but we’ve been spending so much time together getting ready for the comeback, as soon as we’re free we run away from eachother.

“Are you excited?” You ask.

“Yeah...yeah.”

You notice the hesitation in his answer. “Why the pause?”

“I’m always excited to see the fans and stuff, but I’m never going to be happy about having to leave you. It sucks.”

You slide up his body just a tad, kissing him gently before allowing yourself to be the big spoon. Your hands find themselves entangled in his locs, and you can hear the way his breathing is calming down just from the motions.

“I know, baby. I know.” You assure. “But you love it. I promise I’ll be here when you come back. I always am.”

“It’s like—we’ve done this a thousand times. I’m gone, and you’re here. You would think I know how to cope with it, but it gets worse everytime. I’m going to think about you the whole tour.”

“That’s a good thing.”

“How?”

“That means you really do love me more each day.”

That makes him chuckle and smile all at the same time, as he remembers the times when you were heavily insecure about your relationship. You always questioned yourself, but now you were the complete opposite. You were giving him the peptalk.

“I told you I meant it.”

The night continues like this; you massaging his scalp with love and care while you talk about everything and nothing at the same time. The two of you doze off in this position, Netflix still blaring at your eyes.

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goodlucktkachuk · 4 years

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Frantic -- Matthew Tkachuk (Pt.4)

a/n: finally here with part 4!! it’s been a busy few days but I hope you guys enjoy! i think ths story has two or three parts left in it.

Part One Part Two Part Three

“Y/N hurry up! We’re gonna be late!” Emily screamed across the apartment as you were frantically throwing whatever clean clothes you could find into your open suitcase. It was creeping up to 8am and you guys were supposed to leave at 7:45 for your 10am flight. You weren’t completely unprepared, you had packed a few jerseys and a less than innocent red set to live underneath them but the past few days had been so busy you forgot to pack the rest.

The team was back on the road but this time to the west coast. Fortunately, you and Emily had just started your reading weeks so it only made sense you finally got to join the boys on at least part of their trip. Emily had never gotten to see Alberta before so it was the perfect opportunity to do some exploring. You were meeting the boys in Calgary for their day off and the Flames game then when they were off to Edmonton the two of you were off to explore. Mitch offered all the time to fly you guys wherever they were but you never wanted to impose. He was pleasantly surprised when you finally asked him for two plane tickets.

Barging into your room extremely pissed off, a look of horror crossed your roommate's face as she watched you scramble. She sighed loudly as she grabbed your hips and placed you in a chair in the corner of your room. She made quick work of your messy packing skills and threw in an extra hoodie and jeans in addition to socks which you had forgotten about entirely. You went to thank her but she pressed her finger to your lips, shushing you.

“The Ubers waiting lets, go.” If looks could kill you would’ve been a goner twenty minutes ago.

The drive to the airport was quiet. Emily had her head in her phone texting Nick while you stared at the city flashing past you. The past few weeks had been crazy. School was in full swing and was taking most of your energy. Spending ten hours a day in the studio left you little time to see anyone let alone keep up with what was going on outside of your bubble. You felt bad because you hadn’t been giving Matt as much attention lately. The two of you called and facetimed when you could but it didn’t feel like enough. He knew you were busy and was more than supportive but the guilt still pang in your chest and the thought of him losing interest ran wild through your mind. This trip couldn't have came at a better time, you figured surprising him was the best way to make up for the distance between you two lately.

Emily, still mad at your last minute lifestyle, kept to herself for the wait in the airport and most of the flight but she started to gush the closer you two got to your destination. You were so used to traveling growing up that it was sweet getting to see someone get so excited.

After collecting your bags it was a short drive back to the hotel. As you guys approached the entrance you noticed a group of girls probably about 15 or 16 in Leafs jerseys. When you walked past they got quiet and you could hear the whispers.

“Oh my god is that Mitch’s sister?” “That's definitely Nick's girlfriend!” “Ugh! This isn’t fair! She’s not even pretty enough for him!”

You reached and squeezed Emily’s hand as you kept walking. Just like the guys, you knew better then to respond to people because in the long run it hurts their career and relationships. It was nothing she hadn’t heard from others or hadn’t seen on social media but you knew it still hurt her just a little.

Dropping your bags with a thud, you hurled yourself at the nearest bed and let out a massive sigh of relief as you let the softness envelop your body. Emily’s laughter filled the room as she placed her bags down next to your and sat on the edge of your bed. You let out a small grunt as she shook your leg, trying to get you to sit up.

“Mini!” her voice was more stern then usually. “Come on, we didn’t come all this way for you to lay in bed. Let's do something!”

“But bed.” You pouted into the sheets.

She aggressively grabbed your arm, pulled you up and headed for the door. You wanted to protest but you knew it wasn’t worth it. It was a cold day so you both agreed that shopping was the best way to fill your time before you had to go meet the boys for dinner.

Matthew checked his phone a lot more these days. He was never really one to care if people had answered him or to be obsessed with social media but since you entered his life he was constantly looking. At first Johnny and Noah were really digging into him but they soon realized how important this girl was to Matt. She was known as the Rat Queen through the locker room because Tkachuk refused to reveal her identity but wanted to gush about how talented she was. Noah was the only one who knew who you were.

He supported Matt but he reminded his friend on multiple occasions that he has to be careful. Between tight inner circles and the looming presence of fans and press. You could never be too careful.

It was killing Matt just a little bit that he hadn’t seen you in so long but he knew you needed to be in Toronto. He dragged Noah with him CrossIron Mills to help pick out things to send to you in a care package. He had gotten the idea from his brothers girlfriend because she had sent Brady one while they were home for the summer in St. Louis. Back in his apartment he had a box with a few snacks and some of his old T-shirts and sweaters. All sprayed with his cologne.

He was on the hunt today for something special but he wasn’t quite sure what that was. The two boys had wandered into a record store and were just mindlessly looking to see if anything would catch their eye.

You were still empty handed after a few hours of walking around and you were ready to call it quits but Emily pulled you into Sunshine Records for one last stop. You parted ways and you made your way to the back of the store. Once again not paying attention to where you were going you smacked into someones back.

“I am so sor-” You looked up and were met with the same piercing blue eyes from a few weeks ago but this time he looked a lot happier to be crashed into. Picking you up, he spun you around and placed a soft kiss on your lips. Fireworks exploded in your stomach but before you could react it was over.

“What are you doing here?!” He exclaimed as he set you down, keeping his arms wrapped around your neck.

“I’m looking for the new Niall Horan vinyl babe.” You giggled.

“Not in the store Y/N! Why are you HERE?” He lets go of you and starts waving in hand in every direction, “In Calgary!”

“Ohh right. I was going to surprise you at your game tomorrow.”

“Well as much as that’s sweet I’m glad you ruined the surprise.” He pulled you in for another sweet kiss, making you melt even further. You both heard a cough and turned to see Emily and Noah standing a few feet away. The two of you pulled away and returned to your respective best friend. Noah extended his hand to you and the grip of his handshake is firm but welcoming.

“So you’re the famous Y/N that Chucky never stops talking about.” That comment earned Noah a swift smack to the back of the head from Matt.

You laughed slightly as you responded, “That's me. I hope it's all good things Chucky.” You sent him a teasing glance while you spoke.

“Oh trust me he is, you really got him wrapped around your finger. There was this one time-” Noah was forcefully cut off by Matt.

“Ah Ah Ah, that’s enough! I am so sorry to cut this story short but we have a team dinner to get ready for.” He started pushing Noah towards the exit as you and Emily followed.

“Calm down buddy.” His phone went off in his hand and said “It was lovely to meet you guys.” before rushing away to answer. Emily stepped away at the same time for the same reason leaving you and Matt alone.

He pulled you into another hug and he smiled as he felt you relax completely into his arms. He looked down at you and marveled at your face before he spoke.

“So if you’re coming to my game does that mean your finally gonna finally wear my jersey babe?”

“Awh sorry love, accidentally brought my Talbot jersey. Maybe next time.” A smirk covering your face. He frowned at you.

“You’re a monster.” Joking tone in his voice.

You pushed up on your toes and planted another kiss on his lips.

“Yeah but I’m your monster.”

“Yes, yes you are.” you both stared aimlessly into eachothers eyes. Your moment was cut short by Emily’s return.

“Hey Y/n… That was my mom, I have to head home after the game tomorrow. There’s some family stuff I have to be there for. I’m really sorry.”

You pulled away from Matt and gave her a hug, tracing small circles on her spine to calm her down.

“It’s okay. Do you want me to come back with you?”

“No, no it’s okay, Nicks gonna come with me.” Her eyes were full of disappointment.

“Okay hun. Tonight we’ll reschedule all our hotels and come back out in May. How does that sound?”

“Sounds good but what are you going to do the rest of the week then?”

Piping up from behind them, Matt enthusiastically said “Come stay with me.”

“That’s very sweet of you Matts but I don’t wanna impose and how would I explain that to Mitch?” You knew Mitch would understand if you told him about you and Matt but you weren’t ready to take that step yet. Especially becuase you guys weren’t anything offical yet.

“We play Ottawa later this week so the family’s coming down to see it. Just tell him you're staying in town to see Taryn.” You thought about it for a minute because he had a good point. You hadn’t seen Taryn in about two years plus it technically wouldn’t be lying to Mitch.

“Fine.”

“Yay!” Matthew mauled you with a quick hug and kissed your forehead. He gave you a quick goodbye and headed off to find his teammate. You and Emily finished shopping and headed back to the hotel to get ready for your night.

Even though the mall was pretty empty there's always someone around to see things. You guess someone saw you and Matt together today and tweeted about seeing the two of you. Adding insult to injury, Matt liked the tweet sending twitter into a tailspin of rumours. He really was a pest on and off the ice.

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rurifangirl · 3 years

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ayo a few oc asks🤩

shoe/qiran🌸

Would they get a pet? What kind? Who brings up the idea, and who takes a little longer to convince?

kida/sum fuckin self control🌸

When would they say “I love you?” Do they say it first? Do they say it often, or is it reserved for special moments?

kayn/ruri🌸

They’re going through something incredibly difficult—perhaps they’re very sick, have lost a loved one, or have gone through a traumatic event. Do they ask for or accept support and care from their partner, or try to isolate themselves?

lyva/myst🌸

They have to apologize to their partner. Is this difficult for them? How do they approach it?

Shoe(<3)/Qiran-

Honestly, yes. Absolutely. I feel like they both would've brought up the idea but like, w different animals, so If anything It was more of a "competition" of who would get the other to buy the animal they want.

Shou wants a snake for ahem SOME reasons n Qiran wanted an Otter.

Though in the end they both don't end up buyin a pet they still brag sometimes bout theirs being better than the others animal.

Like just going "While I do think an otter would be somewhat of a pleasent accompaignon, I still think that-" "'WHA IS THE UTILITY OF A SNAKE IF WE 'READY HAVE YA???(affectionate)"

Kida/sum fucking self control-

Absolutely sum fucking self control, Kida would be probably be silent about It and would rather not give In too much. 😔

Kayn/Ruri-

Oh boy, so Imma go through first the sick scenario n then the more personal one.

Kayn's the most personal aware of both his n Ruri's limits so he can understand whenever he has to being cared of, even if because of a silly reason. Mind you he'd still try his best even in a physically sick state n would actually kinda get angy at Ruri, for overtime stuff while he's unable to help him.

He'll just be trying to stop him n that he's doin enough, but 90% of the time he won't.

Just, the image of a bitch takin care of his big bb overall, but them complainin cuz "you also need to take care of u >:[" scenario.

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While in Ruri's case, I've seen this happening especially when he first got released that for context since ya don't know either, Ruri was basically destroyed. Like couldn't do any basic stuff, so Kayn had to basically become his babysitter.

He tollerated it but hated being powerless or seemin weak especially in front of someone like Kayn. Kinda rebelled sometimes w bein helped, but he has a soft spot for him, so in the end it's similar to what he does w him.

Kinda wanna do this last scenario since I've got an idea for It for a long time, so it's gonna be more developed there.

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Now this Is separated from the rest, but longstory short they both have great difficulty w trying to help the other in these events. Aside from the Osho trauma they can both help and relate with, for the losses or for any other traumatic event they've been in, they tend to yes show the other that they're here either by physical contact (in kayns case) or being straight-foward and offering emotional support (in ruris case).

Though w Kayn it's more natural askin for help, Ruri would rather isolate, and for a very long time. He wouldn't even let him stay in so it wouldn't look good on both of them. And considering this has happened many times, yeah. We can't really blame him either, he still had greater difficulty with relationing w basically anyone, even if we're talking about Kayn. Like yeah, this sucks, but can we really blame someone who never had any time to develop and getting to understand n adknowledge their mistakes? Yeah I don't think so.

If it's somethin small however both would ask help for eachother so they're cool on that. Let them hug you bitches.

I think I'm sayin enough on this N NO IT'S NOT CUZ IM EXTREMELY ATTACHED TO EM ALRIGHT, I CARE FOR MY CHILDREN EQUALLY😡 (/j)

Lyva/Myst-

The comic im workin on kinda touches on this, but I'm gonna go further onto It. For instance, Myst Is probably the one that Is the first to forgive n Lyva havin some difficulty with telling him what she's feeling. They both had Little moments when this happened until now but still,they cannot get onto too soon nor too nicely.

Like yeah Myst would get over It in like one/two days, but as for Lyva she needs a lot of more time go come to understanding one another. Idk if I have to Say more onto this so in case send me and ask jejfhjed

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@a-chaotic-dumbass @spoopy-fish-writes @dopesaladlady @nadi-117 @audre-falrose

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sincerlypadfoot · 3 years

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Dungeons and Dragons (1)

Word Count - 1908

“Charlie where are you taking me?” I asked as Charlie Weasley grabbed my hand and dragged me out of the library. Charlie and I had been dating for almost five years, just at the start of third year.

“I just wanna show you some Lyla, come on,” He shouted taking me by his side. “You're gonna love this one,” Charlie chuckled wrapping his arm around me.

“We have N.E.W.Ts soon and I was studying, what could be more important then that?” I questioned looking up at Charlie who was determined to get to his destination.

“Dragons,” Charlie whispered making my mouth drop. “I found some outside of the forbinon forest, come on,” He explained making me more interesting in where he was taking me.

“You found them?” I questioned shocked. “Well walk faster I wanna see them,” I chuckled as Charlie and I started running together.

“It was in class, no one noticed but me, some dragons eggs were laying outside of the forbidden forest, just some baby ones,” Charlie explained practically kicking the door open so we could get outside faster. “I have to tell you something,” Charlie said stopping me before we could run down the hill.

“What is it?” I asked him as we both looked at eachother. “I wanna see the dragons,” I jumped excited, looking at the edge of the forest and seeing nothing.

“Marry me,” Charlie said grabbing my hands and kneeling on one knee holding a ring out with his other hand. “Come to Romania with me after graduation, come study animals, dragons,” He said squeezing my hands. “It’s what you want and what I want, so we don’t have to be apart,” He said smiling nervously.

“Of course I will,” I shouted throwing myself over Charlie and tossing my hands over him, hugging him tight. “What will your mother say?” I asked dropping myself from him. His slipping the ring onto my finger and smiled looking down at it.

“I haven't told her yet, or anyone in my family, but,” Charlie hesitated, pulling in for a hug. “It’s us against the world,” He whispred kissing the top of my head. Weeks passed and summer break started, ending in Charlie and I going home to the borrow, trying to find the perfect way to make the announcement.

“Hey Ginny,” I said to the nine year old ginger girl who stood infornt of me as Charlie entered the house.

“Lyla, can we talk,” Charlie whispred walking up the stairs to his room, I moved Ginny's hair out of her face and followed Charlie up the stairs, to his own room. “I’m gonna do it, at dinner tonight, tell my family that we’re gonna get married and move to Romania together, are you ready,” He said grabbing my hands nervously.

“You and I against the world,” I quoted pulling him in for a kiss. “Your family will still love you either way, and they love me what could go wrong?” I chuckled trying to calm him down.

“So many things could go wrong tonight?” Charlie said placing his hands in his pockets and sitting on his bed. “They could just kick me out, not support us getting married, not want us to go to Romani,” He said nervous.

“Your going to Romania and getting married?” Bill said standing at the door. “Congratulations little brother,” Bill said bring Charlie into a hug. “Does mom know?” He asked sitting beside us and looked at the ring on my finger. “I love it,” he chuckled.

“No, we were gonna tell her tonight, but i’m nervous,” Charlie explained as I put my hand on top of his. “I just don’t want them to freak out, or anything, I want it to be perfect and it’s what we wanna do,” Charlie said holding onto my hand.

“Mom and dad are gonna have a feast,” Bill chuckled almost falling back. “You think that they would be angry that your marrying the girl that you’ve been in love with since the moment you saw her and you wanna pursue something with Lyla together,” Bill said smiling. “Mom and dad are going to be so happy, i’m so happy,” Bill said tossing his arms over the both of us.

“Supper's ready,” Molly Weasley yelled out, followed by the footsteps of the twins running down the stairs racing each other.

“Come on,” Bill said unraveling himself from us. “Mom and dad are gonna love this,” He said joyful of news he had just overheard. Charlie, Bill and I all walked down the stairs and sat the normal dinner table we all sat at, every day when home.

“So you guys are done school now what are your plans?” Arthur asked starting the conversation up nice for the two of us. Charlie grabbed my hand under the table and squeezed, looking over at me and then to his family.

“We were thinking of getting married.” Charlie said lifting my hand up from under the table and revealing the ring that laid on my finger. “I saved up everything this year to get it,” He said interlocking our hands.

“Oh my,” Molly said standing up with a smile and walking over to the both of us. “I am so happy,” She cried out wrapping her hands around the both of us and kissing the top of our heads.

“Group hug!” Fred called out causing everyone to stand up including us two and having everyone hug us. “Good job,” Fred whispred in my ear causing me to look over at him and chuckle.

“We were also planning on moving to Romania after the wedding,” Charlie started saying after everyone let go of us. “Working with dragons together,” He said nervously looking at his family.

“Whatever you guys choose, it’s your life now,” Arthur said hugging Charlie and I together, causing another group hug. “Have you guys planned anything for the wedding?” He asked leaning beside Molly who had the biggest smile on her face.

“Nothing, it was just a complete surprise,” I chuckled looking at Charlie who smiled back. “We could have it here?” I suggested, Charlie nodded his head in agreement.

“I’ll start planning it, oh dear this is just the best,” Molly said giggling and happy. “Come on let’s finish supper,” She said pushing everyone to sit down.

“Ron are you excited to start hogwarts in september?” Charlie asked digging into the food infront of him.

“Yeah, i’m excited to get a wand,” Ron said with a smile munching on the chicken strips. Molly and Arthur looked at each other whispered intensity.

“Hey kid, you can have mine,” I said taking my wand out of my pocket and tossing him mine. “She has a mind of her own so watch out,” I chuckled as Ron caught my wand in his hands. We all finished dinner and went our separate ways for the night.

“You know that when better then how I thought it was gonna go,” Charlie chuckled as I laid on his chest and he ran his fingers through my hair.

“Everything is gonna work out fine, we’re gonna get married,” I smiled looking up at him. “You’ve been in love with me since the moment you saw me,” I joked turning around to face him, mocking his brothers voice.

“Oh shut up,” Charlie chuckled again leaning in to kiss me. “You know my moms gonna go crazy with this wedding,” He whispred in between us kissing. I stopped and looked at him.

“I’ve known you guys for almost eight years, I know how your mom is with weddings,” I chuckled looking at his face. “Your gonna look hot with dragons,” I said putting my hand on his face.

“Come on now, raise the tent with me,” Arthur called to Charlie and Bill who were both of age to help raise the tent with their dad, I watched from the window, not ready and in my head.

“Hey,” Ginny said causing me to turn around and look at her. “Does this mean your gonna be my sister?” She asked looking up at him, I moved my hair out of my face and smiled back at her.

“I was always your sister Ginny,” I chuckled bending down so we were face to face. “Since the day I met you,” I said poking her nose.

“Your not dressed?” Molly said walking in the kitchen to Ginny and I. “Come on we need to get you ready!” She said grabbing my hand and dragging me to the living room. With a swing of her wand a long white wedding dress appeared on me that was once in her room.

“I love it,” I smiled looking down at the long dress then pulling her into a hug. “Mom.” I chuckled making her laugh.

“Can I come in!” George and Fred shouted banging on the house door. “Charlie and dad are driving us crazy,” The shouted again opening the door before we could reply. Everyone got everything ready, Molly made it her quest to keep Charlie away from me the whole day until the wedding.

“Lyla,” Charlie said from the other side of the door, I stood in his room looking in the mirror that stood across from me. “I know you look beautiful right now,” he whispred leaning his head on the door. “I get to see you in a couple minutes, I just wanna say I love you,” He added so I turned around to face the door.

“I love you too,” I replied opening the door a bit and sticking my head out. “You look cute,” I chuckled checking him out.

“Charlie Weasley outside,” Molly said coming around the corner. Charlie gave my lips a bit of a peck and walked away smiling at his mother. “We’re all set up and everyone is here if you’d like to come out now,” Molly said opening the door and looking at me.

“This is a once in a lifetime moment,” I said nervous, walking out of the room and into the hallway. “I’m ready,” I said with a smile following Molly down the stairs, from the window people were all sitting around inside the tent that the three boys had set up in the morning.

Everyone stood up as Molly and I walked arms together into the tent, Charlies face lit up when he saw me, looking over at his brothers who stood beside him, I looked around for a sight of my family but not one showed up. The rest of the night we danced and laughing our hearts off, having the time of our lives.

“We’re married,” Charlie shouted raising his glass in the air. “I wanna take this time to tell everyone that my wife is beautiful!” He continued shouting downing his drink then picking me up in his arms. “I love this girl,” He yelled kissing me making me laugh and everyone else cheer and scream.

“I wanna make a toast,” I shouted as Charlie put me down, I held onto him catching my balance. “I’m a weasley,” I yelled chuckling, raising my glass and watching everyone else do the same. “To hogwarts!” I yelled again drinking my drink and looking up at Charlie.

“This is the start of something wonderful.” Charlie said wrapping his arms around me. “Lets dance,” And as cue a slow song came on and the lights dimmed, ending the night in a heartfelt way.

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