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yuquiitas · 1 year
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Im his number one hater but he also was done dirty and looked so dumb and stiff in S2 so i must draw him a trillion times to deal with it
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linagram · 10 months
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[ 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚜' 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚜 + 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜 ]
they are finally here! so, as i've said before, the victims will be shown in a random order and their last names and personalities won't be revealed for now. their numbers are completely random and they're not connected to their murderers at all, same goes for their image colors, those are just their own personal image colors. it's possible that these guys will appear more often and maybe they will even get their own tags after their last names and official numbers are revealed.
(i feel like it's gonna be pretty easy to guess who their murderers were, if you just check their age or simply look at them and guess who they were related to, haha)
[ Victim 001: Hina ]
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Name: Hina (暖) (her name means "warm, gentle")
Age: 21 y/o
Gender: Female
Birth date: August 28th (Virgo)
Height: 162 cm
Blood type: A
Occupation: University student and a part-time babysitter
Last words: "JUST WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?!"
[ Victim 002: Takeru ]
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Name: Takeru (暁輝) (his name means "dawn" and "radiance, brilliance")
Age: 22 y/o
Gender: Male
Birth date: May 2nd (Taurus)
Height: 177 cm
Blood type: AB
Occupation: Cashier
Last words: "IT WASN'T EVEN A BIG DEAL!"
[ Victim 003: Chise ]
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Name: Chise (智世) (his name means "wisdom, knowledge" and "society, generation")
Age: 16 y/o
Gender: Male
Birth date: September 24th (Libra)
Height: 169 cm
Blood type: A
Occupation: High school student
Last words: "I'M SORRY! I'M SORRY, I'VE NEVER WANTED ALL OF THIS TO HAPPEN! PLEASE, FORGIVE ME! JUST GIVE ME ONE MORE CHANCE, PLEASE, JUST LET ME GO-"
[ Victim 004: Kae ]
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Name: Kae (佳笑) (her name means "excellent, beautiful" and "laugh, smile")
Age: 24 y/o
Gender: Female
Birth date: January 21st (Aquarius)
Height: 164 cm
Blood type: B
Occupation: Nail artist
Last words: "Hey.. Isn't this a bit.. too much?"
[ Victim 005: Satsuki ]
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Name: Satsuki (咲秋) (her name means "blossom, bloom" and "autumn, fall")
Age: 35 y/o
Gender: Female
Birth date: June 30th (Cancer)
Height: 171 cm
Blood type: A
Occupation: Singer
Last words: "I.. To be honest, I'm not feeling so well, haha.. I'm sorry, honey, I promise we'll go to see that movie tomorrow-"
[ Victim 006: Karin ]
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Name: Karin (佳倫) (her name means "excellent, beautiful" and "ethics, morals")
Age: 20 y/o
Gender: Female
Birth date: October 15th (Libra)
Height: 160 cm
Blood type: B
Occupation: University student + Blogger
Last words: "You.. you really are insane.."
[ Victim 007: Yue ]
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Name: Yue (友恵) (his name means "friend" and "blessing, grace")
Age: 18 y/o
Gender: Male
Birth date: October 31st (Scorpio)
Height: 178 cm
Blood type: O
Occupation: High school student
Last words: "But you will join me, right?~"
[ Victim 008: Misao ]
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Name: Misao (操) (his name means "to control, to manipulate")
Age: 20 y/o
Gender: Male
Birth date: May 27th (Gemini)
Height: 182 cm
Blood type: O
Occupation: University student
Last words: "Hm?.. Wait, what are you doing-"
[ Victim 009: Tao ]
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Name: Tao (大凰) (his name means "big" and "phoenix")
Age: 10 y/o
Gender: Male
Birth date: March 26th (Aries)
Height: 137 cm
Blood type: O
Occupation: Elementary school student
Last words: "Shut up! I know you don't care what happens to me! So stop acting like you're worried about me!.." *sighs* "I'll be home soon."
[ Victim 010: Rion ]
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Name: Rion (偉恩) (his name means "great, distinguished" and "kindness, favor")
Age: 24 y/o
Gender: Male
Birth date: December 3rd (Sagittarius)
Height: 185 cm
Blood type: B
Occupation: Journalist
Last words: "Okay, let's just calm down, let's take a deep breath and-"
[ Victim 011: Neiro ]
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Name: Neiro (音色) (his name means "sound, noise" and "color")
Age: 15 y/o
Gender: Male
Birth date: January 18th (Capricorn)
Height: 155 cm
Blood type: A
Occupation: Middle school student
Last words: "JUST LEAVE HER ALONE!"
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andthebeanstalk · 1 year
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I just learned the plot of Stranger Things season 4 and I feel like I've been psychically drained somehow I am so glad me and my partner jumped ship 4 eps into S2 I have no idea what the appeal is at this point! Why!!!
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fawn-paws · 2 years
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Now that I’m older I know now why people hate teenagers so much lmao
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rboooks · 9 months
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DC X DP fic: Legal Compensation
Bruce Wayne doesn't know what sick monster would think it is funny to ruin Jason's grave, but when an alert arrives at the cave, he's flying towards the cemetery intending to find out.
And teach them some respect.
Of course, he knows Jason's not in there- not after his son returned with more hate and rage than a person- but it was still his last resting place.
He barely acknowledges Tim and Damian pulling up beside the Batmobile, each on their own bike while Dick, Steph, and Cass fly above him. They all got the alert. None of them are happy.
When they arrive, it's to see a teenager happily whistling as he shovels away layers of dirt. The stranger is in a white and black hoodie, a neon green ghost crossing from the front to the back, and his white hair with glowing green eyes lets them know it's not a human.
Or if it is, then not an average human. Meta, based on how he picks up way more dirt than he should be able to lift with his glowing green shovel.
They also see Jason get there first, his eyes glowing in Pit Rage and .points a gun to the back of the teenager's head. Bruce opens his mouth to shout, Damian manages to throw a ninja star, but they are far too late.
Jason pulls the trigger. A large bang is heard across the cemetery. The teenager drops into the deep hole he is making.
The family can only watch as the Pit Rage disappears from Jason's mind, and horror creeps onto his face as he realizes what he has done. It's too late now, though. The child is dead.
Bruce feels sick to his stomach- and then The teenager stands up, his head reforming in terrible familiar green liquid. The family forms a protective circle around a frozen Jason as the teenager turns around to look at them with Lazarus' green eyes and smiles.
Smiles at Jason with far too bright eyes. "I found you! I didn't realize you already left your grave, but that makes things easier. Jason Peter Todd, yes?"
"Who are you?" Bruce demands, stepping before his second oldest.
The white hair boy's smile becomes wider- if that's possible. "I'm Phantom. I'm working on behalf of the Ghost King."
Damian hisses, "What does the most powerful being in the multiverse want with Todd?"
"Baby Bat?" Dick asks without really asking.
"The Ghost King is the ruler of the Infinite Realms. The place where grandfather harvests the Lazarus Pit."
That's not good.
The teenager laughs. "The very same. He wants me to offer Legal Compensation to Mr. Todd."
"Legal Compensation? For what?" Tim asks this time.
"The glitch. See, Mr.Todd wasn't supposed to die- he was supposed to break the door and crawl to safety while the bomb jammed. At the same time, the Master of Time was preoccupied with another dimension saving the lives of six very important people to the Ghost King from a junk food explosion. Because of that, he was not there to control time correctly, creating a glitch in this universe's time flow. It speeded up certain areas, in your case, the location of the bomb's jam, making it explode earlier than it should have. He corrected it by bringing you back, but you were in a grave by that point. The Master of Time realized the grave injustice this was, so he sent me as legal Compensation."
That.... was a lot.
"How are you legal compensation?" Jason growls.
"Well, those people were just as important to me as the Ghost King. Since you lost your life due to the incident, I will give you my natural life here as a human for you to use." The teenager's form shifts after an ample bright light, and suddenly they are looking at a perfectly black hair blue eye average looking human who smiles happily at them. "Ta-da! So what do you want me to do first, Master Todd?"
"No." Jason hisses, looking angrier than he's ever looked before. Bruce can't say he doesn't feel the same way. "No, the Master of Time does not get to kill me. Go oopsie-daisy and then send me a fucking slave as an apology!"
"Not a slave- more of a- ugh Bulter!" The teenager argues, trying to crawl out of the hole and falling down, into a heap as he oversteps. "Wow, being a full human is going to get some getting use to."
"No!" Jason yells, turns around, and walks away.
"Wait! Wait! Master Todd, wait for me!" The teenager calls desperately, but Jason disappears into the shadows of Gotham without a backward glance. The boy slides into the mudd, voice muffled as he screams.
Steph takes pity on him offering her hand to help him out of the hole. "What's your name, by the way?"
"Phantom." The teenager says with a grateful smile taking the hand and climbing out. He gives the rest of the family an awkward smile "Danny Phantom"
Bruce ends up with another son by the following day. Jason ends up with a restless wanna-be butler who follows him everywhere, trying to serve him. The fact he cure his Pit Madness didn't seem to even register with him.
Jason wants Danny to leave him alone and quit the "I must spend the rest of my human life providing for your every whim". It's getting creepy.
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urrockstar-xe · 2 months
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3 teen boys vs 1 pretty girl - j.m x fem!reader
posted feb 10th, 2024 10:24 pm
heres another belated v day post!! :D im working my way up guys look at me go, im running out of valentine themed songs though if you have recs and see this before the 14th pls send them to me!!
summary: John B and Pope have to help out JJ when he's under too much stress over a pretty girl, not proofread, use of Y/n.
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JJ wasn’t one for romantics, never was, never will be. He’s never witnessed real romance outside of TV shows and movies, although now that he has, with his best friend falling in love, JJ still just didn’t quite get it.
Until he met You, of course, because every sweet, enchanting, and cheesy love story has to start with the player meeting the one.
The one that broke down every little wall with a soft smile and pretty eyes. The one who saves everything while simultaneously ruining it all. 
At least in JJ’s eyes. 
“Dude, just admit you like her” Pope’s words went in one ear and out the other as JJ groaned into the old pillow, dramatically falling onto John B’s couch. “I think he did, just not in a comprehensible way” John B chuckled, shoving JJ’s feet off of his lap.
JJ groaned once more before shifting positions and sitting up on the opposite end of JB. “I don’t know what it is, man. She comes in, introduces herself with a pretty little voice, batting her pretty little eyelashes, smiling a pretty little smile on her pretty little face.” JJ’s voice was laced with irritation, his friends just laughed in response. 
“I think JJ thinks Y/n is pretty, Pope.” “No way, really?” Another round of laughter between the two boys made JJ scoff before chuckling a bit as well, he rubbed at his eyes. 
JJ’s laughter ended with a sigh, “She’s makin’ me crazy.” John B smiled at his friend, nudging his shoulder. “They have that effect huh?” JB remarked, sharing a knowing look with Pope before Pope pulled JJ up off the couch.
“What am I gonna do? I mean, I gotta really wow this girl, man I mean, she’s perfect” JJ gushed as he stared back at his friend who merely smiled back and shook his head. “Valentine’s Day is tomorrow, why don’t you go work that out with John B and I’ll continue studying.” Pope proposed the idea as JB stood up, patting JJ on the back before nearly dragging him out of the chateau by the back of his hoodie. 
“C’mon, we’re gonna make sure you get your girl by tomorrow night”
JJ and John B loaded up into the Twinkie, heading straight for the closest convenience store. JB distracted his lovelorn friend with loud music that the two teenage boys happily and obnoxiously sang along to. Once they finally pulled up to the store and went inside, John B led JJ to the aisle filled with red and pink colored cardboard, and heart-shaped candies.
“Dude, I don’t even know what kind of candy she likes,” JJ sighed, both boys scanning the wall of options. “This is gonna be harder than I thought.” John B mumbled. 
“It’s all just one big guessing game-” John B got cut off by the store clerk noticing them. 
“Maybank, I better not catch you stealin’ nothin'.” His gruffy booming voice caught their attention, heads turning towards the sound in sync. “Course not, Mr. Wade!” JJ waved, a small smile on his lips as the clerk shook his head and went back to his initial goal, leaving them alone once more. 
JJ watched as John B grabbed one of the blue baskets and started throwing random candy boxes into it. “What are you doing?” JJ furrowed his eyebrows. “She’s gotta like at least one of these, let’s just buy it all” John B shrugged, handing the basket to JJ who turned his attention towards the box full of small stuffed animals. 
JJ picked up a small cat before looking at the little dog holding a love heart. “Do you think she’s more of a dog person or a cat person?” “Which one do you want her to be?” 
JJ abandoned the cat and threw the dog in the basket, just as John B grabbed a pink bag covered in white hearts and threw it on top of their Valentine's treasures. 
“This should be enough right?” John B asked, earning a slightly concerned look from JJ. 
“Aren’t you supposed to be the professional here? I’m just the student!” JJ followed him to the counter and helped throw everything in front of Mr. Wade. 
“JJ, I don’t think people see either of us and think of the word professional.” and of course, he couldn’t argue with that.
JJ was left to his own devices the rest of the night, John B had a date with Sarah. 
He did his best at setting up the bag of goodies, before deciding it was good enough because nothing would be as perfect as you no matter how much he tried. 
Finally, Wednesday had come and right around the time you made it outside of your school building you were met with the sight of the Twinkie, eyes watching it as you laughed at something one of your friends said. You said your goodbyes before making your way to the old van just as JJ Maybank came out of the driver’s side and leaned on the passenger’s door. 
“Thought you dropped out, JJ.” You smiled at the blond, who happily mirrored you as he approached him. “You know, gotta come back every once in a while, see how the place is holdin’ up without me.” He shrugged, earning a chuckle from you.
JJ cleared his throat, standing up straight. “I wanted to surprise you. Ask you to be my Valentine.” Your smile got softer, that sweet look on your face almost making JJ chicken out but now he was too deep in. 
“So ask me,” you said softly, after a moment of waiting for him to continue. JJ laughed, shaking his head. “Right, yeah, sorry. Will you be my Valentine, pretty lady?” His voice was quieter than you were used to hearing, you couldn’t help but cover your face as you felt heat spread across your cheeks. JJ chuckled at your reaction before leaning forward just enough to remove your hands from your face. 
“Whadya say?” You smiled at him as he held onto your hands, whispering now that you were so close. “I’ll be your Valentine any day of the week, J.” He smiled back, pressing a quick kiss to your cheek before letting go of your hands and opening the passenger door, revealing the very same bag that was currently overflowing. 
“Awh, babe.” You smiled at the sight, picking up the little dog plush. 
“Hope you’re a dog person,” He said, grabbing the bag’s handles so you could get in the van. 
“And that you have a severe sweet tooth.” 
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libraryofloveletters · 6 months
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chapter seven: what's the worst that can happen?
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Sebastian Vettel x Fem!Reader
Warnings: babysitting/playdate uncle mickey for the girls, a sweet mention of michael <3, seb is sooo love sick, < mick thinks it's hilarious, fun date stuff, some kissing because seb is loving on his lady, mick teasing the two of you, a few cheeky comments, illusions to 18+ stuff at the end ;)
Word Count: 2.7k
Author’s Note: finally giving y'all wanted to see; the y/n and seb date! there's a fun lil surprise at the end for you freaky fuckers ;) enjoy it :)
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"Which one?" Sebastian asks, the one hanger in each hand.
Mick looks up from his phone, finding Sebastian in front of him extremely serious about which shirt he should be wearing on his date with y/n. "Oh Seb," the younger German laughs, "you're nervous!"
"I am not!" He groans, rolling his eyes at Mick's teasing - he was sooo nervous. "Just help me pick a shirt, Mick."
"You're like a teenager with a crush," he smiles, making Sebastian groan once again but he nods towards the baby blue button up. "That one."
"You're a pain in the ass, Mick." Sebastian tells him as he hangs the white shirt back in the closet.
Mick shrugs, making himself comfortable on Seb's bed. "Just doing what dad would do." He says, both of them sharing a smile at the thought of Michael; he would have definitely teased Sebastian about his nervousness, but he would have been the first person to support whatever this was between him and y/n.
The thought is pulled away when they hear the little footsteps coming towards the room, Milly pushing the door open as she flings herself into her uncle's arms. Mick catches the girl, hugging her before he pulls her up onto the bed with him.
Sebastian smiles at the sight of them; Mick's holding the girl, Amelia sitting on his lap as she tells him all about the stuff she has planned for her, Olivia and Mick to do.
Had you told him when he met Michael all those years ago, as a young RedBull driver, that his daughter and Michael's son would be like siblings, he would have never believed you.
The doorbell rings and the girl jumps off of the bed, pulling Mick behind her. The man follows her without much of a choice.
"That's Liv! C'mon uncle Mick!" She shouts, running out the room with Mick right behind her. The two of them make it downstairs, Angie pawing at the front door while barking. Mick opens the door, the little girl runs in and hugs his legs.
"Hi Mickey!" She smiles at him and he smiles, reaching down to pinch her chunky cheek.
"Hi sweetheart, come in." He steps aside, scooting Angie back a bit so they had space to come in.
Angie was licking Liv's hand, Milly making the introduction between her best friend and her fur friend. The two girls run off towards the living room after Milly waves hello to you and Mick shuts the door behind you.
He smiles when he sees you, "wow.. you look beautiful."
"Thank you, Mick." You smiled. Angie was running up to you, standing on her back legs as she put her paws on your thighs, barking for some attention.
"Angie! Down!" Mick wags a finger at her and she does drop back down but she barks at him, giving him a look that you can only assume was for ruining her fun. You laugh, kneeling down to pat her side. "Hi pretty girl, dad's no fun huh?" You made a face at her, the dog nuzzling into your arm as you scratched her belly.
"You're spoiling her," Mick laughs when you stand up, Angie running off when Milly calls for her.
"She's adorable. Is Seb ready?"
There are footsteps from your left, you both look towards the stairs where Seb was coming down. "I am."
Mick can't help but laugh; "you know you're supposed to be picking y/n up. This should be the other way around."
You smiled at the boy's comment and Sebastian rolled his eyes, coming down to kiss your cheek. "We're not a very traditional couple, Mick."
Seb takes a moment to admire you; a red top that fit you perfectly and was just low cut enough to leave him wanting more, jeans that were made for you and only you; he resisted the urge to grab your ass in front of Mick - don't want to traumatize the man that's babysitting your children.
"You look.. wow." He smiles, making you chuckle. "You look pretty wow yourself."
"God, this is like watching my parents flirt," Mick gags, walking into the living room.
Seb takes that as his chance; his arm wrapping around your waist to pull you flush against him, hand slipping down to rest on your ass when he kisses you.
"Behave," you mumble, wiping the lipgloss off of his lips. He rolls his eyes playfully, "says you."
The girls were playing with Angie on the floor, Mick stretched out on the couch with the TV playing; very big brother, little sisters coded of them.
"We're heading out now." Sebastian announces and the girls come over, hugging you both goodbye. You give them both a kiss on the cheek, making them promise not to give Mick a hard time while Seb was off to the side talking to previously mentioned man.
"So do I get one of those too?" Mick asks when Seb finally lets him go.
Your brows furrow but Mick glances at the girls but turning his face to the side and leaning towards you. Laughing, you kiss his cheek and leave a red kiss shaped mark on his cheek as you had done with the girls.
Sebastian holds your hand, leading you out of the house before you get a chance to change your mind.
You shout on the way out of the door. "Have fun, you guys! Call if you need us!"
The two of you ended up taking Seb's car - he didn't let you drive, claiming that you driving over was all the driving you'd be doing for the night. Sebastian had planned the date, you had no idea where the two of you were going, or if you were even dressed for the right occasion.
So when he pulled up to the parking lot and the neon sign read mini golf, you looked over at him a bit confused. "Are you serious?" You can't help the laugh.
Sebastian shrugs, "Mick suggested it."
"No wonder," you chuckled, getting out of the car. Seb's cheeks are red, his hand resting on your lower back as you two walk towards the front door. "We can leave.. I can think of something-"
"Relax," you reach for his arm, giving it a squeeze. "It's an odd choice but, I'm sure we'll have fun."
"Okay," he nods, exhaling as he opens the door for you. "I haven't been on a date in a long time.. so I'm a little out of practice." The man admits his thoughts and feelings to you and yet there you were making a joke; "Right, I forget you're 800 years old."
Sebastian rolls his eyes. His hand that previously rested on your back reaches over to pinch your hip teasingly, making you smile. You often tease bit about him acting older than he actually is; a lot of the things that you tell him or show him, he doesn't even have a clue about.
Despite the two of you only having a five year age gap, Seb was an old soul in comparison to you.
Not that you minded, you appreciated the stability that he brought into your life as well as Olivia's.
"But don't worry, me either." You tell him, referring to his dating comment. "At least not a good one, anyways."
"So you're certain this one will be good?" he raises a brow, making you laugh yet again as you two walked in.
You nod, smiling at the man. "I think so."
The two of you decide to play a few rounds, making it around the course. It wasn't until you made it to the last hole that the two of you decided that you wouldn't be playing another round.
"Go on," he tells you, letting you hit the ball into the hole. It misses the hole by an inch and you watch as Seb purposefully misses his shot as well.
You line your club up with the ball. "You didn't have to do that."
"I have no idea what you're talking about." He smiles, clapping for you when you get the ball into the final hole, you take a small bow and hand him your club.
His hand rests on your lower back yet again, leading you towards the exit. "Shall we get out of here?" He asks and you nod. "Where to?"
Sebastian, a gentlemen as always, opens the door for you to get into the car. "I know a place," he tells you before shutting the door and getting in.
It was about an hour drive away. The two of you chatting away as Sebastian drives down a lonely road that leads to what seems like the middle of nowhere. You look over at the man, a bit confused before turning to look out of the window yet again.
There's a big blue sign coming up to your left that reads; drive in movies.
You smile, turning back to Seb as he drives through the gate. "What are we watching?"
"I believe they have the cabin in the woods running tonight." He tells you, pulling into a spot towards the back. It was fairly empty so you could still see the big projector screen.
"You know," you start as you two get out of the car, meeting by the side to walk towards the snack booth. "I hate scary movies."
Seb's arm links with yours, pulling you into your side. "I'll protect you," he says, a goofy grin on his face as he raises his eyebrows.
You roll your eyes, laughing as you two pick out some snacks.
The two of you return to the car, settling into your seats as the movie begins. It's gotten about 30 minutes into the movie before the first scary thing happens, causing you to jump in your seat and spill popcorn everywhere.
Sebastian looks away, his hand over his mouth as he snickers and you can't help but laugh, your hand reaching out to smack his shoulder. "It's not funny!"
"It kinda is," he chuckled, leaning over to give you a kiss.
The popcorn is long forgotten, Sebastian's hand resting on your jaw as he kisses you. Your own hand wraps around his wrist, pulling him closer. Leaning over the centre console, Seb's hands begin to wander, his lips traveling from your lips to your jaw, down to your neck.
Your cheeks flush red when you realize you're still in public, anyone can look over and see you. "Seb," you whispered, the man mumbles against your neck, moving further down.
A hand holds his chin, forcing him to stop and look up at you. "What?"
"Not here," you smiled at him, giving him one more kiss before wiping the lipgloss off of his face.
It made you smile; at your grown age, he still made you blush and giggle like a teenage girl.
It was nearly 10:30 when the movie ended and Sebastian asked you if you'd like to get dinner. You nod, "but will Mick be okay with the girls?"
"Yeah, he'll be fine. We can call if you'd like?"
"Please," you smiled and Sebastian pulled his phone out and called Mick, the two of you watching and waiting to see if they'd pick up.
"Hey," Mick smiles when he answers, sitting on the couch. "Hey," the two of you say at the same time, making you laugh.
"Girls!" Mick calls out to them, knowing that's who you wanted to talk to. Milly and Liv come running in, Angie running behind them as they climb onto the couch with Mick.
The two of them shout hello, overlapping each other as they tell you how much fun they're having with Mick. Liv holds his hand up, "mom look!"
Mick had blue and purple nail polish all over his nails. The man bites back a smile, Milly giggles. "He let us do whatever colour we wanted!"
"That's nice, girls. We're gonna be out a bit longer, will you guys be okay with Mick?"
"Yeah!" They say together, making you smile. Seb tells them to listen to Mick and that when he says it's bedtime, they've got to go to bed. They agree and run off to play again, leaving Mick with the phone.
"Soooo.." he smiles when he gets the phone back, "how's it going?"
"Good," you tell him, "we'll be out a bit later though, you're sure you'll be okay with the girls?"
"Absolutely, I'll put them to bed. You two take as long as you need." He says and you smile when you thank him. You hand the phone back over to Seb and the younger German laughs when he sees his friend.
"Why have you got sparkles on your face, Sebastian?" He asks, a smirk on his face.
Seb rolls his eyes, "shut up, Mick."
Mick can hear your snicker from behind Seb, making him laugh. "Gross you guys. Okay bye, have fun.. but not too much fun!" He says in a fit of laughter when Seb hangs up on him.
"Where to now?" You looked over at him and Seb shrugged. "Dinner?" He suggests and you nod, "but what's open? Most places close at 10."
"I think I saw a diner, unless you want McDonalds or something?"
You hum, taking a moment to think. "Either is fine with me," you smiled.
The man nods, pulling out of the lot. You two end up in the parking lot of the diner only to realize they were closed. It wasn't until you were almost back home that Sebastian pulls into a McDonald's, the only place that was open at this time of the night. You aren't sure since when restaurants close at 10pm on a Friday, but you went along with it anyways.
A brown paper bag sat on the middle console as the two of you ate chicken nuggets, at midnight, in some sketchy McDonald's parking lot.
"You didn't actually say that," you look over at him, taking a bite of your nugget. Seb nods, "I did; I was racing, I was faster, I passed him, I won." The man shrugs, a wicked grin on his face.
You roll your eyes, "you were so cocky."
"If only we had met sooner," he says, leaning back in his seat, head turning to look at you. "I would have charmed the panties off of you."
You snorted, smacking his arm. "You can still do that now, Seb."
He smiles, his head reaching over for yours. Seb's fingers interlock with yours. "Shall we go home?" He asks.
"Will Mick be okay with the girls for a bit longer? I was thinking.. we could, you know.. go back to mine."
"Yeah?" Seb raises an eyebrow, "what for?"
You shrug, smiling at him. Seb gets the hint; "I'm sure he'll be fine. Shall we?" You nod, smiling. "You're the driver, so please."
It's a short drive back to yours and Sebastian follows you inside, his hand holding yours as you walk in. He stopped in the entryway, you were up the first two steps.
"What?" You look at him and he shakes his head, smiling as he follows behind you. You make it up the staircase, stopping again outside of your bedroom and Seb looks at you.
You weren't sure if you were making the right choice; you wouldn't be able to go back if you did this.
"Are you sure?" You asked him quietly and Seb nods, his hand cupping your jaw before he leans in. HIs lips ghost over yours, "I've never been more sure in my life."
Sebastian closes the gap between the two of you, your hand fumbling behind you to open the door. The two of you are tangled together, hands all over each other, lips moving from one spot to the other as you stumbled to the bed.
He lets you get on before joining you, moving to settle between your legs before kissing you again. One by one, the clothes end up on the floor in the pile.
"You're sure?" Sebastian looks down at you, your leg on his hip.
You nod, pulling him down for another kiss. "I've never been more sure."
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WOOOO I GET TO SPAM YOUR INBOX AGAIN WITH REQUESTS!! (jokes, jokes) BUT!!
armin with a reader who wears a purity ring 👀 can be nsfw, sfw, or a mix of both! all i can think about is him taking it and wearing it on a chain 😩
Pretty wife
Armin ⋅ fem reader
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NOTE: i see the vision 😳 i hope u like what i made of ur idea hehehe
🔞 minors don't read or interact / n.sfw / smut / 18+ content
WARNINGS — possessiveness, virginity loss, dirty talk, clothed sex (wedding dress 👀), creampie / unprotected sex, names (princess, baby)
🍒 — J ⋅ reblogs and comments help a lot ! enjoy reading :)
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Min was very quick to slip a purity ring on your finger. Once he got you, he got you; a Scorpionic death grip on your mind, body and soul. He was completely spellbound by you when you first met years ago in college, and he's even more so on the day of your wedding.
You can barely free yourself from your fluffy wedding dress before he's eagerly devouring you with hot, mouthy kisses all over your skin. Panting. Feverish. He's been waiting so patiently all these years in anticipation of having you all to himself. The wait almost drove him crazy.
That chain with a ring always dangled in front of your face and caught your eyes each time you and Armin fooled around in the past. Those tame touches and strokes never went too far, because he was disciplined — as expected of a soldier boy. But sometimes it felt like he was gonna snap. The feeling of that chain around his neck helped him refrain from completely giving into lust.
Because even though he wanted to ruin his cute girlfriend's pussy, he thought about how good it would feel to ruin his cute wife's pussy in the future.
So he waited patiently, like a good disciplined man, and then the day of your wedding finally came around and —
" 'waited so long for this moment, princess. " he pants. " o—h my god, ahhhah, fuck, that's so good. "
" 'miiin... " you moan softly, balling up your wedding dress in your fists, the white fabric bunching up.
He loves you. The way you look at him sets him on fire. He's so hard it hurts. The two of you have barely been married for two hours and he's already got his slender waist buried between your thighs. You and him fled the party like two horny teenagers back to your shared apartment.
Min feels dizzy when he swipes his tip between your plush, juicy folds, and nearly loses it when he pushes his sensitive head through your tight ring of muscle for the first time. His breath hitches when he feels the way you squish and squeeze on him.
It's all a bit too much, you feel too good. He has to keep taking it out and composing himself. His lips occupy yours with feverish, wet kisses. There's saliva glistening on his bottom lip, and crescent teeth marks decorate yours — he's always enjoyed biting you.
" 'don't tease... put it in all the way. i need to feel you. " you murmur, clinging to his bicep.
Your words make him whine.
" I don't mean to tease you b—aby — fuck — you just feel too good, i can't handle it. God, 'love it when you look at me like that. Like i'm the only person in the world. I l-love you — I love you. "
The noises falling past his pretty lips are purely erotic when he finally starts smacking his pelvis against your hips. Delicate hands with prominent veins running down it push back your legs so he can get deeper.
Such sweet dirty talk came out of him, of course, because he was a sweet boy from day one. Your love sweetened him even more. He's got such a big heart, and it's all yours now. He stares lustfully at the wedding ring on your finger, and holds that hand. His other presses into the pillow right besides your head, his torso in an arch over you.
" I'm all yours, 'm all yours — my body's yours, my heart's yours. You're mine, yeah? Say it, please, I wanna hear you say it — yesyesyes — f-uck again, say it more. Y-you're mine, mine... this pussy's all mine too, yeah? It's mine? My pussy, just for me? "
He snuggles his flushed face into the crook of your neck, his hips roll against you so erotically that you almost felt sickly dizzy on the pleasure. It's almost comparable to eating too much candy and suffering a blissed out sugar rush, only to keep nibbling more because it tastes so good. The soft squelching noises grew louder and louder 'till that's all either of you could hear above the sounds of your own voices and panting.
You feel him whine your name into your neck, and then his cock pulses like crazy in your squishy walls. He's pumping a creamy load deep inside, overstimulating himself a bit as he keeps rocking into you. There's nothing on his mind right now other than making his pretty wife cum; so he thumbs at your clit.
Cock getting frothed up with your cream, a gooey ring of his cum forming at the base as he plunges in and out at just the right angle to make you see all the stars in the galaxy. You sink your nails into his bicep and he loves the feeling. Lewd popping sounds each time he bottoms out.
" 'm gonna cum again, baby. Cum with me. " he pants, " cum all over me, let it out on me — make a mess on my cock y'know it's all yours now."
You can barely speak, you're just whining like a cat as each thrust makes you jiggle back and forth like you're made of jelly.
He rolls his hips flush against your ass, the plush smack of skin on skin earning a sharp moan from you. Just hearing his cock squelch as he fills you up to the brim is enough to make you tip over the edge yourself. And Armin's just admiring you; that's his pretty little wife.
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dear sweet m if you end up writing about bucky with a vibrating arm can i pretty please be tagged?? (i don’t know if you do taglists, i couldn’t find anything that indicated either way, totally fine if not!)
Ah yes, Bucky and his vibrating arm. I’ve been hinting at it for ages. And you’d be surprised to find out…
There is no reason for the Wakandans to give the arm some extra functions. So any other vibrations than the mild ones from the inside mechanics were unnecessary. But as we’ve seen from Bucky ever since the 1940’s, he’s quite fascinated by technology himself. Also quite skilled with that brain of his. And as mentioned a while ago, this man has the sexual curiosity of a teenage boy – especially after everything that has happened to him.
So it took him some time to perfect using tools with just one hand, but he has managed to add in some extra functions to his arm. Peeling away at the vibranium carefully and programming some new things into the limb. Some things functioning as an element of surprise in battle, yes, but some functioning as an element of surprise in bed.
The first time he tried it on himself, he had taken a few deep breaths before activating it, squeezing his cock in his metal fist and supressing a low grunt. He had already been so close and had been edging himself for a while. He’d been throbbing and the artificial nerves in his metal arm could feel the steady thump of his heartbeat pulsing through his cock. How had he gotten so nervous doing this all of a sudden? It was a lot, but God, he’d needed to come! It had been unbearable, the need for release. Almost as unbearable as the thought of finishing it the way he normally would.
So he had turned on the added function, the vibrations rising carefully to a steady buzz the way he had programmed it, and the noise that sprang from his mouth had been borderline pornographic.
And he couldn’t stop. Moaning and whimpering as his palm vibrated against the hilt of his cock, he had barely managed to squeeze and pull his hand up to the aching tip of himself. Definitely hadn’t managed more than two pulls before he had spilled months of pent up frustration onto his toned chest with a helpless cry as the vibrations dimmed and he pulled himself through his vision-blackening orgasm.
And as much as he loved using the hidden feature, he hadn’t yet used it on a bed partner. It felt too intimate, too controlling for some reason. Until you, of course.
Because yes, Bucky has a kink for corruption and even though he knows there’s little left of you to corrupt, the small nudges out of your comfort zone felt like drugs to him. The man loves to be on his knees for you, worship the ground you walk on, but there are few things better than getting you to submit to him. Even fewer than ruining the sheets below you while he is still dressed.
And tonight, you looked beautiful. Sinful in the classiest way. He’d suffered through wearing a tuxedo to the party, as long as you felt confident next to him. And in turn, he felt powerful next to you. It was one of those moments where Bucky’s heart swelled three sizes because he realised that you both make each other want to be better. In the big things, but also the small things like tonight. Looking good, charming people, bragging about each other and hyping up one another. He was in cloud nine and it was about time he paid you back for it.
You are already breathing heavily, draped on your shared bed with your dress discarded and your heels still on. Your hair messy and makeup smudged slightly. Your skin is throbbing and flushed and the ache between your legs is nearly numbing. You stare up at the ceiling lazily, coming down from another Bucky-induced high as he prowls around the bed and watches you – jacket discarded and the sleeves of his white shirt rolled up to his elbows.
“I’ll never get enough of making you come, you know,” he says before he once again climbs over you. Kisses are pressed to your belly, your breasts, your neck. You almost purr at the feeling. “And I will always look for new ways to get it done. New ways to make you feel better.”
You want to tell him you already feel great, fight him on it, tell him there is nothing he needs to compensate for. But you’re so dazed and selfishly, you love it when he talks to you like this. It makes goosebumps prickle over your skin. And Bucky laughs softly at the sight, teasingly trailing fingers up your damp inner thighs. You shudder at the touch.
He continues, “But tonight… Shit. You looked so beautiful. So tempting. I want to use all of my ways on you. I want to make you come and moan and scream until you are nothing but a puddle of sweat and tears and come.” You whine softly at his words and drape your hands over his neck, urging him closer. He breathes onto your lips, “I want it all from you. Forever. Give me everything, baby. I know you can–”
The surge of vibrations against you cunt is so much, you gasp for air and freeze all the same. You try to snap your legs shut, but Bucky’s body is keeping you from it. You open your mouth to say something, but everything has left you. Thoughts, words, willpower – it’s all gone. Your body tightens and loosens, pleasure unfurling throughout it like light in a glowstick.
Involuntarily, your hips buck and grind against his hand and the sounds that escape you are torturous. You feel Bucky’s smirk burning over your skin and you only barely manage to look down.
You’ve used toys before, but these vibrations… It feels like the toy is made for you, rolling over every single nerve of your clit so precisely it feels out of this world.
And as you look down, Bucky’s gaze follows, and you see three of his metal fingers rolling over your clit. You let out a moan at the sight – a sound Bucky answers with a deep groan of his own. Nothing will boost his confidence more than your responses to him. Especially when he knows there is no room left in your brain to overthink the responses. These are purely natural. Needy and appreciative.
The two of you look at his hand in trance, breaths and moans fanning over Bucky’s cheek. And then he slips two fingers into your soaked core, curling them up against your swollen walls and the both of you let out a carnal groan, your hands clutching him tighter.
Oh shit, oh shit…
“B-Bucky,” you gasp and he presses a kiss to your temple in answer. You sigh and close your eyes, sinking into the sheets as he pushes and pushes against the growing bubble in your belly. Rolling a vibrating thumb over your clit and pushing vibrating fingers against your deepest spot.
“Give it to me,” he murmurs, but he sounds rushed. Impatient. Like there is nothing in the world he wants more than to have you fall apart for him. Nothing more than feeling you squeeze around him again. He watches it build. Something big, something neither of you can come back from. He watches you nearly vibrate yourself with pleasure as the pleasure builds, and builds, and builds–
And when you burst, Bucky watches you lose yourself entirely to him. More importantly, only three fingers from him. And he wonders how you would look and sound if you lost yourself to him entirely. In love, in pleasure, in need, in life–  
Aaaand he wonders if he could do this in public.
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chaengluva · 10 days
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Massive Deal [1]
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This is the full story version of Too much of a massive deal, it will be a few chapters!
Regina George x Fem!Reader: Part 1: 3.7k words including intro
Btw, if you think things are going to fast or what not, this is like 3 of my wattpad chapters in one, so i don’t have to do to many updates and theres not as many parts.
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Introduction
It was really unrealistic, I mean, having a crush on Regina George? When you told your best friend she said she wasn't surprised, It was almost the same reaction when you told her you were lesbian. You tell your best friend everything, she's the only person you truly trust in your friend group. Her name is Bella Christensen
You love all your friends but you were friends with Bella during elementary school, you told her you were lesbian and you haven't told your family yet, she's been a really good friend about it and hasn't said anything.
The worst part about having a crush on Regina George is being related to her best friend, Gretchen, you guys don't talk much because she is always with Regina, you just think it would be weird dating your sisters best friend.
Like the thought of Bella dating Gretchen makes you want to throw up inside.
You know this crush was just some silly teenager thing that will go away, you know she's not lesbian and most likely homophobic, so when you get into your senior year of high school you're plan for the year is to study hard (MOVE ON FROM REGINA GEORGE) and to have fun.
What will happen? Will Regina like You? Will people turn against each other?
“I fucking hate High School”
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The sound of your loud alarm started to go off, waking you up instantly and you groaned, summer break goes way too quickly. You take all the energy inside you to move your hand and press the snooze button on your phone, wanting to sleep for some extra you close your eyes but then open again at the sound of your door opening, it was Gretchen, what the fuck is she doing up this early?
She made her way to your closet and started throwing your clothes everywhere, making a mess. "Gretchen! What are you doing?" Your sister rolls her eyes answering, "I'm looking for my white blouse, the one you wore on the last day of school." You get up out of bed and rush to your closet before she ruins anything else and searches through your doors, finally finding it. "Here it is." She smiles slightly, "Thanks sis." You smile and think about heading back to bed but you decide not to, you know if you went back in you would never get out again.
You looked through your closet, groaning seeing the limited choices, "Ugh! I have nothing to wear," You looked at the weather, wanting to dress appropriately for the weather. You see that it is quite warm, you sigh and leave your room, sneaking into your sister's room. She has a lot of good clothes.
You take a blue shirt and a white skirt, hoping that she doesn't notice you in her room. When you leave her room you bump into her, hiding the clothes you took behind your back (as if she hasn't already seen them) So she doesn't get mad, your sister sighs. "Fine, I'll do your makeup too."
She brings you into her bathroom and does a small natural look, and finding you a better outfit, you look at yourself in the mirror, "Damn, all the boys will be crushing on you." Gretchen says, applying a little more mascara, you hesitate but nod at her works, not wanting to tell her the truth.
"I'll add lip gloss after you eat." She smiles and the two of you go down stairs, greeting your mom before going to the kitchen to get some breakfast. Gretchen has some avocado toast and juice, while you just had some cereal.
The two of you sit on the table, she talks about how she is excited to start the year. It's crazy how different she can be at home compared to at school. Everyone in school knows that the two of you are related but you never sit with each other.
You thought about how you would move on from Regina, your best idea was to just ignore her at all costs, every time you see her you stare at her with heart eyes, but she will never dare to look back at you. You sigh deeply, lost in your thoughts, thinking about the first time you realised you liked Regina.
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You were sitting with Bella, it was the last first day of middle school, you decided to start the year by trying out for the cheer team, you were very nervous because you know that everyone sitting here as already tried out and made the team, you were the only, who was trying to do it for the first time.
They called your name, Bella cheered loudly, you giggled, getting up off the bench, you stood there nervously as the judges sighed a few things, you stood there awkwardly. They told you to start and you started to do your audition, you did a few tricks, after you were done you saw that there were smiles on their faces.
They all told you that they would be in contact, you nodded and walked back to your friend, she smiled brightly, giving you a big hug. "You did so well!" You smiled, hugging her back, you also felt like you did quite well.
The two of you walked out of the gym and walked into the change room so you could change out of your sweaty clothes, when you walked in, you gasped at the sight. Regina George standing there in her bra and tight leggings, you have never taken a close look at her body before, you must have been staring for a while because you had lost focus for everything else that was going on.
Bella waved her hand in front of your face to make you come back into reality. You jumped looking at her and she looked at you with a confused look, walking away she could change. Fuck, you were like every guy at the school, you had a crush on Regina George.
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A similar situation was happening out, while you were thinking of this moment you were clearly spaced out, Gretchen shook your body to bring you back into reality. Damn, moving on from Regina will be harder than you think, she can still make you feel the same butterflies like she did in middle school.
"Regina is giving me a lift to school if you want to come." You thought that would be awkward as hell, you were honestly confused as to why Gretchen was asking you. You awkwardly laugh saying, "Oh.. It's okay, Bella is picking me up!" Gretchen nods, grabbing her purse, before walking out the door.
You grab your phone and call Bella, she answers instantly, "Hey! Y/n!" You smile at how happy she sounds, "Hey Bella, when will you be here?" You ask, only so you can know how long you have to get ready. "I'll be there in 10 minutes, " You rolled your eyes, Bella would always be late.
It was like Bella could hear you rolling your eyes, "What! My alarm didn't go off!" She defended, making up an excuse. You giggled, "Yeah sure, I'll see you soon." You say hanging up the phone, you look over and see that Gretchen didn't put her dishes away, being the better sister, you get up and put both yours and hers in the sink.
You go upstairs to brush your teeth and fix your hair, you put on both deodorant and perfume, you start to apply your lip gloss but you hear a car horn beeping which messes you up, and she doesn't stop. "Jesus Christ! Bella I'm coming!" You yell, as if she could hear you.
You grab your back and quickly rush outside the door, rushing into her car, you give Bella a massive hug, you don't feel her hug back which you find strange, you pull away and you see that she is looking at you with a glare, "What?"
"Y/n, you look like a fucking plastic."
Bella parked outside the school smiling happily at you. "So" Bella started, "When will I decorate my car park?" She asked, you smiled back, hitting her leg, "Soon." You smile, getting out of her car, waiting for her to come to your side so you could link arms and walk into school.
"I'm so annoyed we don't have many classes together," Bela groaned, leaning her head on her shoulder, smiling at you, you look into her eyes and smile at her, "Yeah but one class is better than none." You mention she nods, taking her head off her shoulder.
"I can't believe we have maths first." Bella groans, walking into homeroom sitting down on the table, you sat down on the table next to her, rolling your eyes at her, "At least we are in the same class first period." You mention but Bella jumps in, "I have PE right after!" You laugh at her, "That sucks, I have English."
You roll your eyes, throw your head on the desk, lie down until the bell rings, Bella laughs at you, "Jesus Christ, first day and you're already falling asleep in class?" You look up at her, glaring into her eyes, making her laugh more. "Don't try to be intimidating with me."
The bell finally rang, everyone was happy to be out of the homeroom, but not excited to start class. You and Bella decide to take the long way to get to class because the two of you really hate maths.
Luckily, maths class went quickly and now you were in English class, you didn't see anyone that you knew in the class so you decided to sit alone, on the table in the back. Soon after the class started Regina walked in, not even looking at the teacher or saying sorry for being late.
You looked around the class and noticed that the only available seat was next to you, so you moved your stuff without her asking, for the whole lesson you were breathing heavily while she didn't look your way once, she was actually just on her phone the whole lesson.
Probably texting her stupid boyfriend.
Finally, the class was over and it was time for the first break. You met up with Bella, who was sitting under a tree. Eventually, all your other friends join up, you were a bit sad that a few had moved schools, but the group was still close, it just wouldn't be the same.
"So how your guys' classes?." Jennie asks, smiling, you groan, "I have Regina In my English class." Everyone else groans, feeling bad for you but Bella smirks, hitting your shoulder, making sure to do it quickly so no one sees.
"I can't believe you're related to Gretchen." Charlie commented, giggling looking over at Jennie, you chuckled, nodding your head, "Yeah me too, but at the end of the day she is my sister and I love her." The two girls just roll their eyes, you look at Bella who gives you a sympathetic look, you just shake your head, you weren't bothered by them.
The four of you continue to talk, none of you notice Oliver Kim walking over to you. "Hey, Y/n, I was just wondering if you like to go out tonight." You look at Bella, still feeling slightly bad to reject some nice looking people. You open your mouth to answer, but you hear someone else talk. "She would love to!" Oliver smiles, "Great, I'll text you the details."
"Jennie!" You exclaim, "What! You have never been on a date with a guy! you deserve this." She says, rubbing your knee. You sighed knowing she was just trying to be a good friend and she doesn't know that you are lesbian, so you try your best not to get hurt by it.
The bell rang, everyone quickly gathered their stuff and rushed out to their class. You walked to your chemistry class, it sucked that it was on the opposite side of the school. You walk into the class and observe the people in the class, you see Janis sitting alone.
You weren't friends with Janis but you weren't enemies, you smiled, walking over, "Hey!" you say, she smiles, looking up at you, you smile back, "Can I sit here?" You ask, feeling a little nervous, she smiled at you, moving her stuff so you could sit down, you sat down smiling at her, taking your stuff out, she looked over at you and smiled.
You took notes on the lesson, It was around half way through the lesson, you felt Janis tap you on the shoulder, "What other classes are you in this year." She smiled at you, you smiled back at her, telling her what classes you were in, you were surprised and happy to find out that.
You put your attention back to the teacher, you wrote down a lot of notes because if you were being honest, you were scared for this year, so you wanted to do your best in the classes. At the end of class, you and Janis had art next, "Hey so, do you want to walk to art together."
You smile nodding, walking to art with her, you start to talk about what you guys did over the summer. You walk inside and you smile when you see Damien, you know Janis and Damien are close so you let Janis go off to be with him. "Damien! You know Y/n." She smiles, He smiles back, "Of course I do, she's beautiful!" He exclaims, you giggle, looking down slightly shy with the complement.
"Class, Listen up!" Everyone turns their heads to the teacher, she continues to speak once everyone is paying attention, "Today we will paint freestyle, you can paint whatever you want." You smile, go through the paint box grabbing what you need, you look up images on your laptop, to get some ideas on what you can paint.
You settle on a landscape of a flower field, you put on an apron because you know Gretchen would murder you. You started to work on the painting, making sure to stay very focused. Janis sees this as a perfect opportunity to talk to Damien.
She pulls him into the other side of the classroom, making sure that there is no way that you would be able to hear, leaning in close she opens her mouth to talk, "Girl, you're way too close!" Damien says, too loud for Janis' liking. She quickly shushes him, backs up slightly and whispers.
"I think I like y/n."
Damien looked at You then looked at Janis, "You.. Like her?" Janis nods quickly. Damien rolls her eyes. "She's like the straightest girl here." Damien exclaimed, Janis hit him on the shoulder. "Ow!" He said, grabbing his shoulder, Janis rolled her eyes at him saying, "It shouldn't hurt that bad.." He glares at her his arm didn't really hurt, he was just being dramatic. "Anyway, you can't assume someone's sexuality!" Janis said a little too loudly, grabbing the attention of a few people.
"Look, my point is that. She's really pretty." Janis smiles, looking at You as if she could get lost in your eyes, "You know she's related to Gretchen." Damien whispers, Janis looks back at him, rolling her eyes before saying, "So what? You literally date Regina's ex boyfriend." Damien hits Janis softly, not too hard to the point where it hurts, they go back to greet you, gasping at the amazing process.
"Wow! You did that all just now?" Janis exclaims happily, you nod but don't say anything back, you don't want to lose your focus on the artwork, Janis smiles behind you, admiring your focus in the artwork, you have no Idea how she is looking at you, but she is looking at you the same way you looked at Regina George in middle school, the time you realised you liked her.
You looked back and she looked away, making you smile brightly. The teacher says that the bell will ring soon so everyone should start to pack up. You signed, packing your things and cleaning the supplies. You waved goodbye to Janis and Damien, knowing you would see Janis in PE.
You head to the cafeteria, smiling when you see your best friend, you sit down on the table, sitting next to Bella, you decide to wait for the line to die down before getting food.
You smile at her but she doesn't smile back. You look at her confused. "What's up?" You ask, honestly confused. She pulls you close so no one else hears, "I'm saying this before they come, aren't you worried about that date with Oliver tonight?"
You sigh, you had forgotten about that. You're very self-conscious so texting him or bailing on him wasn't even an option, and Bella knew this. She tried to comfort you the best she could because she knew as soon as Charlie and Jennie would come over, they would not shut up about it.
You heard the two girls walk over and just like you and Bella guessed, they didn't shut up. "Oh my god! I can't believe you're going out with Oliver Kim!" Jennie said happily, "Yeah!" You say, trying your best to actually sound happy, you look over at the line and see that it's smaller now. "I'm going to get my lunch." Hoping up, you go and grab a tray and line up to get your lunch.
In the line you could feel someone's eyes on on, they were standing next to you and you couldn't make out who it was, you decided to glance to the side to see if you can make out who it is, you smile brightly when you see it is Janis, pay for your food then sit down, smiling at your friends, "How was your classes?" Charlie asks, looking at you, smiling, you say, "Good, we did painting in art already!" They all smile brightly.
Lunch goes by quickly and you have to rush to the change room to get in your PE clothes, when you get in the change room with Janis you gasp at the sight, it was like you were back in middle school again, Regina George was there, in her sports bra. She was in the same PE class as you.
You don't notice how long you are staring at her, a loud voice brings you back to reality, it was Janis this time. She pulled you to the side, a space where no one could see. "You were staring at Regina.." She says, with almost a hint of sadness in her voice, you shake your head, wanting to deny it. "I wasn't! I swear."
She rolls her eyes, "You were staring at her boobs!" She whispers, yells, you sigh, looking down at the floor. "Y/n?" She asks, making you look up. "Yeah?" You ask, wanting her to continue, "Are you.. Gay?" She asks and you stare at her in shock, "No, I'm not!" You exclaim, scarred that Bella might have told someone. "I think you might be.." She adds, which makes you more upset. "You have no right to tell me my sexuality."
You push past her and go to change into your PE clothes, not bothering to even look at her when you exit the change room, or on the field, the teacher asks everyone to get into two teams and you try your best to not be in the same team as Janis, but just your luck you ended up on her team, along with Regina and a few other people.
The teacher asked everyone to do soccer drills, you couldn't help but stare at Regina, she looked so hot in a high ponytail. Fuck, you're doing in again y/n. You brush yourself out of it this time, you focus on ignoring how pretty Regina looks and ignore Janis' many attempts to talk to you, the only thing you should focus on is worrying about the date tonight.
For a boy you don't even like, the gender you don't like.
You must have been lost in your thoughts because the next thing you remember is a ball being kicked to your stomach and you were clutching it, struggling to catch your breath, you look over and see to girls laughing, you don't know their names but you can tell that they are new and already don't like you. "Hey! Assholes!" You hear someone yell, but you can't make out who it is.
You feel someone grab your hand and sit you down, you look over and see Janis, she is holding your water bottle and allows you to drink some of her water. You look at her with sad eyes, "I'm sorry for being a bitch." Janis just giggles, "It's okay, I'm sorry for assuming anything." You smile, nodding your head, drinking the water that Janis gave you. God you're good at covering your sexuality up, it's become natural.
"Hey, you okay?" You look up and you're surprised to see Regina standing there asking if you are okay, you try your best to play it cool but she is wearing a white top and a black bra, you try your best not to stare so you just quickly answer, "Yeah, I'm okay now." She nods, running away to other people in the class, your eyes follow her, a smile slowly creeps up on your face. "Y/n." You hear Janis call out. You turn your head back to her, "Yeah?"
"Wanna hang out with Damien and I tonight? We are going to stay at mine and watch movies, I'll give you a lift to school!" You frown slightly, you want to go, but you have other plans, "Sorry I can't tonight." You can see that she looks sad, "But hey! If my plans end early! I'll join you guys!" Her facial expression changes and she smiles brightly, "Can't wait!"
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[9:24 pm]
It's almost thirty minutes past your bedtime. Though that may sound childish, considering your job as of now was far from it. But a fixed bedtime was a necessity, if you wanted to be able to wake up early in the morning without being tired out of your mind.
But, just for today, you sacrificed that, after receiving quite the peculiar message by Megumi, asking you to come over. It's true you need sleep, but Megumi's definitely more important. Plus, this invitation was simply irresistible. You wouldn't want your boyfriend to get all mad and pouty, would you?
Both of you barely got time to do...stuff together during the day because of your horrible jobs, hard studies and clingy friends. Night time was the best to avoid getting caught too.
Slowly making your way over to him from the hallway, being as quiet as possible not to wake up Yuuji, even though you knew how much of a deep sleeper he is.
You opened his door swiftly without knocking "hey" you saw him already standing at the entrance for you, as he pulled you into a kiss, leaving you stunned for a second.
His arms enveloped around you as you both stumbled towards his bed, your minds too focused on each other to keep it down and realize how noisy the wooden floorboards were getting with their creaking. Something you may or may not regret later.
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At the quiet and eerie entrance of the jujutsu tech Dormitories, the strongest sorcerer Gojo Satoru, or otherwise known as an annoying goofball by his students, was sneaking around to get his wallet back, which he'd left there by accident, having been busy as hell annoying a certain black haired boy.
He'd figured all of you would be asleep by now, so it would be okay for him to just quietly go in and out.
As he got the brown wallet in his grasp, his sharp ears picked up what sounded like creaking, giggles and whines. Surprisingly, he didn't know what was going on immediately, instead, blindly approaching the source.
Noticing Megumi's door creaked open, he looked in, his eyes widening due to what was before him.
You right beneath him, as he kissed your cheeks, lips, forehead and what not.
Unlike a normal person, who'd probably back away as quickly as possible to avoid getting caught watching, he just let out a loud gasp.
Megumi felt his heart literally jump out of his chest, but not the way it does when he sees you. It was different. Fear and annoyance taking over him, while you looked at the white haired man with your jaw dropped, embarrassment washing over you.
"YOU BOTH ARE TOGETHER LIKE THIS ALREADY?? WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?" He said, in disbelief that the boy he raised since he was 6 years old hadn't told him about his love life.
Megumi looked back at him with an expression that you could only describe as furious but defeated at the same time.
"Will you keep it down?! Do you not know how to knock?? Stop embarrassing me."
You could've sword you saw the biggest blush appearing on his features, as he avoided making eye contact with anyone. You chuckled, which turned into laughter.
This made him turn his toward you, his brows furrowed,
"Seriously???"
Quickly looking back at Gojo he spoke low
"I swear to God if you tell anyone and ruin my life for the hundredth time-"
Gojo Satoru sighs, pouting as he replied, "Fine fine, I won't tell or whatever."
He jokingly scoffed and left, the sounds of you and Megumi discussing the situation could be heard as he did, a few things were running through his mind. He knew both of you had alot of chemistry, but he didn't think you'd get into that much far of a point in your relationship without him knowing. He was glad both of you could feel like normal teenagers for once, but anxiety was still eating away at him deep down. He couldn't let anything ruin this. Which could be hard. He mentally swore to protect all his students, especially Megumi and you.
A smile stretched across his face, as he walked out.
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lovingmattysposts · 3 months
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summary: growing up in the outskirts of Boston wasn't really pretty. Life wasn't that great for most people, most people. You had Matt and no one fucked with you when Matt was standing by your side. The chief's daughter and the bad boy deliquent. A perfect love story?
warnings: sad, mentions of bad home life, drugs
y/n pov
I don't know why I was here. I guess it was like clockwork in my brain. It's like I blocked out every single thing that my mind has been racing with and knew that it was Friday, at 8. So here I was at the tracks. On the Eastside.
I wasn't expecting Matt to come. In full honesty, I didn't want him to show up. This was more of a moment for me. It was weird, being here without wanting or expecting him to show up.
Looking off onto the old rusty tracks thinking off all the old memories that were shared here. I guess the only thing that really made me happy were the tracks, because those were all the good moments with him.
Back when I would sneak out and see him running up to him, a smile plastered on his face and he would pick me up and kiss me. Two teenagers just in that gut wrenching type of love. Back when the only think we had to worry about was being caught kissing like there was no tomorrow, not even imagining there would be a time where we wouldn't be together.
But I guess that's what young love was. Your first love, when you would die before breaking up, thinking it would last forever, but it never does. First loves are amazing, but they weren't meant to last forever, I guess I just never wanted to be apart of that narrative.
I wanted forever with him, I still do. That's what hurts the most. The logical side of me wants to write him off as my first love, knowing first loves hurt. But the part of me he always brought out, wanted us to be that one in a million love, where we do end up together. Where we end up with that white house.
I just don't know how to let this go. Let him go. Because I never thought I would have to. Like he always promised would never happen.
It wasn't hard to be mad at him. I could see myself being angry with him for cheating on me for the rest of my life and feeling no guilt about it. It's what he took away from me is something that I couldn't stand. He took my person away from me, he made me feel crazy. He lied to me.
That was something harder to understand.
I told him everything that's ever happened to me. Every thought that crossed my brain without a second thought and he was keeping an entire second life away from me.
He was dealing drugs, sure whatever. We could have gone through that together. We could get passed that. But cheating on me? That was something I would like to see myself moving past, but the truth was I couldn't. Because in my brain, I couldn't see how he could mean everything he's said to me, while also hooking up with other girls. That didn't make sense.
So it meant I had to move on. I had to let him go, because he wasn't the Matt I had seemingly imgained in my brain, no. It was a total stranger.
I hated to say it, but maybe my dad was right. I shook my head at the thought. I knew Matt. I know I did. I just don't understand and I guess I never will.
Graduation was coming up soon. Then I could leave. Get out of this town alone. Move on.
I heard some sticks crack next to me. I looked up quickly, in fear. I locked eye with the one person I hated the most. The person who ruined everything for me.
She held her hands up.
"I'm not Matt" Cecilia breathed looking down at me. I shook my head as I looked away from her. "Go away Cecilia" I whispered looking down at my shoes. She sighed as she ignored my request as she sat down next to me.
"I see why you like this place. It's peaceful out here" She stated softly as she looked around us to the woods and overgrown grass surrounding the gravel around the tracks.
"You know i've lived here my whole life and have never been to the tracks?" She said looking over to me. I didn't turn to her, I didn't say anything as she spoke. She took in a breath.
"It's a nice escape" She whispered. I scoffed shaking my head. "What are you doing here Cecilia?" I asked shaking my head at her. She looked at me biting her lip as she scanned my face.
"I don't know" She breathed pulling her knees up to her chest. I just looked at her trying to figure her out, trying to figure out her motive. Still on edge from everything that happened, I didn't trust her.
"I felt like I needed to apologize" She said looking over at me with pity all over her face. It almost made me sick. I shook my head as I turned back straight. "Don't bother" I mumbled. She pursed her lips and nodded.
"I see why Matt likes you" She stated. "I didn't know him very well, but I'm not an idiot" She breathed. I looked over to her, listening to her. "I only saw the angry drug dealer side of Matt. But when I saw him with you, I saw something different. I saw him smile" She chuckled. I let out a breath, slightly smiling and then letting it fall.
"You're a badass, but you're kind" She shook her head looking at me. I glanced up at her. "A combination I never really got down" She sighed leaning back slightly. I pushed my hair behind my ear as the cold air moved between us.
"I grew up over here, with my brother Landon and I guess i've never seen anyone like you around" She stated. "I always looked up to him in a weird way?" She shook her head scrunching her nose. "Always hung out with him at the old warehouse with all his older friends. They weren't that nice to me, but I never said anything because they were the only people I had" She said. I furrowed my eyebrows as I watched her.
"I never went to high school. I never had a girl friend. Only my older brother and his dickhead friends who only looked at me like a piece of meat" She chuckled, but then her smile dropped slightly as she looked down at her lap.
"So naturally when he got involved with Slim, he got involved with the drug business" She said looking over at me. "So that meant I was too" She sighed. I shook my head looking at her.
"Why are you telling me all of this?" I asked looking at her. She sighed as she pushed her hair out of her face. "I don't know, I guess after I saw what the video did to you--" She shook her head.
"I saw something I'd never seen or felt before" She breathed. I just watched her. "Love" She stated looking at me. "I guess I didn't really know what that looked like, so showing you that video I just wasn't thinking I--" She bit her lip.
"I just didn't know love like that existed" She breathed. I sighed looking down nodding. "You've never been in love?" I asked quietly looking up at her. She stared straight in front of us, then slightly shook her head.
"I don't even really know what it is" She whispered looking down. My face turned and I almost felt bad for her. The way she looked at the ground in hurt.
"In the most non-creepy way possible" She breathed looking up at me. "Slim asked me to keep an eye on you after you say Pallo at the tracks" She admitted. "I saw you with your dad" She shook her head and then looked over at me.
"Y/n, he loves you" She shook her head looking at me, making me smile slightly. "I guess I was jealous" She sighed pressing her chin against her knees.
"I never had that. My dad left once he had me, and then my mom got hooked on drugs and overdose. So it was just Landon and I for the longest time" She breathed. "He was all I had" She said closing her eyes.
"But he's put me in positions that I wouldn't put my worst enemies into to" Her voice broke, and I saw tears come to her eyes. "I don't think that's love" She whispered closing her eyes and letting a tear run down her face.
I swallowed. Not really knowing what to say. I hated her. She basically ruined my life, but she was just a young girl, just like me who just lived a completely different life. She didn't know any better. I couldn't imagine what's she's seen or been through that aren't even in my darkest nightmares.
I sighed and wrapped my arms around her and leaned my head on my shoulders. She stiffened against me when she felt me hug her. She leaned up slightly making me lift up off of her.
"I guess I'm just sorry for everything that's happened" She breathed looking at me, tears in her eyes. I nodded. "I forgive you" I said looking at her, making her smile slightly.
"Do you even want to be doing what you're doing? With the drugs and stuff" I breathed looking down at the rocks beneath us. She let out a breath. "I don't really get a choice. I live with Landon and Landon's scared of Slim like everyone else, he just does whatever he says." She shook her head.
"So wherever Landon goes, I go. There's not another option" She stated. I pursed my lips as I looked at her. "So to answer your question" She said looking over at me. "I hate it" She shook her head.
"I wanna go to a formal dance" She said looking at me, smiling. "I wanna fall in love." She said looking down. "I hate the life I have" She swallowed. I just watched the broken girl in front of me, my heart hurting for the position she was in.
"There's always a way out" I said pushing her shoulder. She smiled up at me softly. "You're cute, but you're návie" She said shaking her head. I sighed looking down. Slightly feeling a weight come off my chest from this conversation.
"I imagine your boyfriend is going through the exact same thing right now. Looking for a way out" She said looking over at me. "It's why Slim had such a big group of people behind him" She said. "They are all too scared to stand up to him, so they just stay in fear of getting killed" She shook her head
I shook my head. "We're not together anymore" I mumbled looking down. She went silent next to me before taking in a breath. "I felt bad when I first saw him walk in, because he had no idea what he was getting himself into" She said quietly. I looked up at her.
"Can I ask you a question?" I whispered. She looked over at me and nodded. "Do you--" I sighed. "Do you really think he cheated on me with all those girls like he said he did?" I whispered. She scanned my face for a second before biting her lip.
"You want my honest answer?" She asked. I nodded. She shook her head. "No" She said looking down. "If he wasn't with you, he was dealing with some bullshit Slim made up" She said. I stayed silent next to her.
"So realistically wise, he wouldn't have the time" She said letting out a breath and looking over at me. "But all of that out-of-factor--" She said raising her eyebrows. She shook her head, slightly smiling.
"No" She said again. I sighed looking down at my feet. "You know him better than me. So what do you think?" She asked looking down at me. I shrugged.
"A part of me doesn't believe he would do that to me. But the other part didn't think he would keep being a drug dealer from me either" I said honestly. She sighed.
"It's a tricky situation" She stated. "You're his girlfriend, so he wants to protect you and you're the chief's daughter--" She chuckled next to me, making me smile slightly. "Those two factors playing against each other, it doesn't suprise me that he kept that from you" She shook her head.
"He loves you, he only would want you to see the good parts of him. Not the bad and ugly" She shook her head. I nodded. Now that she was putting it that way, it kind of made sense to me.
"Plus you're a little too soft to be in this scene" She smiled pushing my shoulder. I scoffed looking over at her smiling. "Soft?" I gasped pushing her shoulder. She laughed and turned away. I smiled and shook my head.
"Can I be honest with you?" I asked looking over at her. She smiled and nodded. "I just told you my entire life story so nothings off the table" She shrugged chuckled. I smiled and nodded.
"I've never really had a girl-friend either" I said honestly nodding looking at her. She raised her eyebrows. "It's always been me and Matt and his brothers since I was in middle school. And my dad of course" I said shaking my head. She smiled and let out a breath.
"Yeah, but they are all good male-influences. Trust me when I say that makes all the difference" She said shaking her head. I nodded and looked down. "But" She said making me look up at her.
"I guess we're not all that different after all" She said smiling. I nodded. "I guess we aren't" I said looking at her.
"This is so middle school, but I don't know how else to say this" She sighed looking at me. "But do you wanna be friends?" She asked smiling, making me laugh out loud. I looked over at her.
"I'd like that" I nodded. She smiled. "I've got no one else" I breathed. She nodded. "Me either" She said nodding. I narrowed my eyes at her.
"I'm not over you trying to make moves on Matt though" I said slightly smiling. She rolled her eyes. "He's cute, but he's not for me. I never liked him, I just said that to get under your skin" She admiited, making my mouth go wide and her chuckled.
"Plus I think he's got you down on lock" She smiled pushing my shoulder. I smiled and shook my head. I looked over at her. "You know he's got another brother" I stated smiling. She shook her head.
"Nick's gay" She chuckled. I laughed and shook my head. "No the other one" I laughed. She furrowed her eyebrows. "There are 3 of them?" She asked. I nodded.
"He's an asshole, just like you. You guys would totally get along" I smiled. She rolled her eyes. "Okay, okay I get it" She laughed. I smiled looking down.
"I thought you'd know that, being in business with Slim and all" I said looking over at her. She let out a breath and shook her head. "You think they let me in on all the information?" She asked raising her eyebrows and then shook her head.
"I'm just there to sit there and look pretty, and do all the dirty work they don't wanna do" She said her smile dropping. I frowned looking at her. "Slim goes down, he's taking all of us down with him" She sighed. I let out a breath.
"He has proof of you and the triplets involved?" I asked looking at her. She nodded. "He keeps it all on his computer, on back files" She stated looking at me. I let a smile come to my face. She looked confused and then shook her head.
"It's not use. The only people who know the password are him and Landon" She said looking at me. I pursed my lips. "You don't think he could get it out of him?" I asked looking over at her. She shook her head.
"He's farther up Slim's ass, than anyone" She shook her head. I sighed looking down at my lap, then an idea came up in my head. I smiled over at her. She just looked at me.
"What?" She asked. I just smiled as I pushed up onto my feet. She just looked at me. "What?" She smiled shaking her head. "You forget my dad's the chief of police, come on" I smiled reaching out my hand for her to take. Her eyes went wide.
"No, he'd book us all are you crazy?" She said shaking her head. I shrugged. "A little bit crazy some would say" I chuckled. She narrowed her eyes at me. "Hello! My dad was born in the 80s you think he doesn't keep his computer passwords written down somewhere? We can get to every computer base if we're on the same wifi" I explained.
Her eyes lit up as she grabbed my hand and I pulled her off the ground and we ran off the tracks towards my house.
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calumcxke · 8 months
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basketball player!taehyun x fem reader
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genre: best friends to lovers, slight idiots to lovers, fluff, slight angst
word count: 5.2k
summary: after mulling over taehyun for years, am oppurtunity to confess your feelings presents itself, but things take a bad turn
warnings: kissing?, mature language, beomgyu's kinda a menace, real teenage romance movie vibes, not rlly proofread
notes: for my bestie @bluetyunhour ,, <3 also my first time ever actually posting a fanfic,, im scared lol
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you loved taehyun. 
he was your best friend, and had been your best friend for as long as you could remember. he was your comfort, your safe space, and just an amazing person.
your wide-eyed, curious best friend.
you weren’t aware when- but your feelings for him changed. all of a sudden, he wasn’t just your best friend, he was someone you wanted to be something more with. 
maybe it was when he joined the basketball team sophomore year. noticing just how fit your best friend really was. 
you would catch yourself blushing when he said something, blood rushing into your cheeks at his little comments. mundane classes were now filled with excitement simply because he was there. 
you didn’t know if he had notices the change/ you hoped he hadn’t noticed the change. the last thing you wanted to do was ruin your friendship with taehyun because you couldn’t control the way your heart felt.
you tried desperately to push all the feelings down, trying your hardest to not let taehyun’s heart-stopping antics effect you. 
it seemed as though it was all in vain. no matter how hard you pushed, buried, drowned your feelings out- they just because stronger. 
you had tried to distance yourself, telling taehyun you were “too busy” or had “too much homework”. little excuses that were believable!
taehyun was too nice though. moving his schedule around so he could make time to hang out with you, even skipping practice one day so he could stay in your house and watch a movie sprawled out on the couch with you.
you had no escape from him, and although you were desperately trying to find an escape from being near him so often, being suffocated by his presence everywhere you went because everything reminded you of him- you knew you couldn’t be without him. 
you desiderated to be with him. you wanted nothing more than to call him yours.
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“you’re gonna be rooting for me tonight, yeah?”, taehyun’s voice sounded behind you, making you jump slightly from his sudden appearance.
“of course i am, what kind of best friend would i be if i didn’t?”, you spun around to look at him, trying to keep a calm composure as you took in his outfit.
his black hair framed his face perfectly, a white polo adorning his top, with a navy blue crewneck overtop, khaki shorts on, showing off his long legs. 
he knew how to style himself, and you knew he knew he looked good. he smiled softly at you, before stepping forward and pulling you into a hug.
he breathed out a sigh, his chin resting on the top of your head, “what would i do without you?”
you felt suffocated. everything about him was suffocating. his cologne was filling your senses, his strong arms holding you against him.
“you’d die without me, obviously.”
you felt his laugh rumble in his chest, his telltale giggle leaving his lips. he moved his head back to look down at you, everything felt entirely too intimate for you. 
“y/n…”, his voice trailed off a bit, eyebrows furrowing a bit as he looked like he was trying to collect the words he wanted to use in his mind.
“yes?”
“do you maybe want-“
“taehyun!”
a voice coming from the entrance made both your beads turn, taking the chance to untangle yourself from taehyun’s arms, smiling awkwardly at beomgyu, who had walked in. 
“i’m gonna go, i’ll see you guys later?”, you excused yourself quietly, waving at the two boys before heading out of the room, not missing the way beomgyu sent you a sly smile, feeling as though a brick was lifted off your chest the second you made it out.
you could only yearn for taehyun from the sidelines of your heart, never fully being able to tell him just how you felt, never even being able to hint at it, holding all your love and admiration for him in a special place in your heart, keeping it protected so you could never be let down.
over time, you feared your facade was breaking down, your love for taehyun shining through for your best friend's eyes, but never for his. it was as though it was invisible to him, something everyone could see but him.
maybe you were doing something wrong. no- maybe there was just something wrong with you. who falls in love with their best friend? who lets themself dangerously tiptoe between the lines of friendship and lover, lines that were blurred to no one else but you.
you threw your head back with a groan, fighting the frustrated tears that threatened to spill from your eyes, overflowing with yet another wave of regret as you grumbled to yourself while walking away, probably looking like a psycho to anyone else.
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you watched taehyun run with his teammates, captivating your view as he was the only thing visible in your line of sight. 
you heard the cheers, you heard the claps, you heard the whistles, you heard everything. you saw everything. but at the same time- you didn’t.
whenever taehyun was on the court, immersing himself in the game, losing himself in the thrill of it all, the cheers that pushed him, motivated him, he was captivating to you. 
the way he smiled brightly when they scored, pearly eyes glistening as he celebrated with him teammates, yelling an exclamation that had a large smile pulling itself on your lips as you clapped and cheered with the crowd, exclaiming for the man you loved.
the game continued on slowly, when the opposing team would score, your team would score, it was a race to the end, and neither team was backing down.
you knew why this game was so important. it was the pre-qualifiers for tournaments, and getting to those meant big things- obviously.
you were stressed, to put it simply. you found it funny sometimes, how you had never been a fan of basketball, never payed it any mind, never growing an interest in it- or any sports- in the slightest. 
that was until taehyun started playing. 
he would meet you after practice, telling you everything that went down, how he dunked perfectly, how he scored perfectly from the center of the court!
you nodded along every time, pretending to understand the words and rules that were coming out of his mouth.
it sounded like simlish to you. 
taehyun must’ve caught on to this at some point, because soon he was begging you to just watch one NBA game with him.
“pleeease, y/n. just one, i just want you to be able to understand.”, he whined, pulling on your arm as you stared up at him exasperatedly.
“why are you so adamant about this? it’s not like i’m the one playing!”
“well, yeah,”, he looked a bit dejected, “but i want my favorite person to know what i’m doing when she comes to my games.”
your breath caught in your throat as your eyes widened slightly, not having enough time to control your reactions as his words hit you.
“well- i- i mean, sure. yeah. i could watch like… one game.”, your words stumbled out of your mouth, your brain had completely shut down, words spilling out like an avalanche as you attempted- and failed- to regain your composure and not look like you were seconds away from ripping your hair out of your head.
he sent you a sly smile, seemingly aware of the effect he had on you. little shit. why were you even friends with him?
he pinched your check, muttering something about you being cute before sauntering off to your couch, “thank you! i’ll put on one of my favorite games!”
rolling your eyes, you realized you had once again fallen victim to your overwhelming feelings for taehyun, giving into anything he wanted because how could you ever say no to him?
and so you sat with him, listening as he explained what the referees were calling out, pausing the television every few minutes to go in depth on a subject, hands flying around and such a serious expression on his face, you almost got distracted by him before you had to catch yourself.
but the more he ranted, the more you realized that seeing him ramble on and on about something he was so passionate about was something you wanted to see more of. so, you let him play another game, and another… and another.
over time, you slowly realized that you were becoming interested in basketball. whether it was genuine interest, or you gaslighting yourself to be interested because of taehyun’s love, you weren’t sure. 
but you learned all the rules.
every time taehyun had free time, he would come over and watch a new game with you, chips and drinks surrounding you two as you immersed yourselves in the television, face scrunching up when something unfortunate happened.
it got to a point where you caught yourself complaining out loud when they called a foul, eyes rolling and asking taehyun, are they serious, before angrily stuffing chips into your mouth.
and soon you were jumping up with him when the team you were rooting for won, exclaiming with him as you did your little happy dance in the living room, never once stopping to question how stupidly uncoordinated you looked. 
then you were at his practices, you were bringing him lunch, you were watching him play. you became close with his teammates, learning all their names, and even know as he played in college and roomed with 4 of his teammates who you had grown close with, you were still going to his practices when you had time. it was a routine.
basketball had grown to be something you loved, and enjoyed. and you had taehyun to thank for all of it.
a yell tore you out of your daydreaming, zoning back in on the game as you realized the game was about to end, and taehyun’s team needed to score this point to win the game.
you let your elbows rest on your knees as you leaned forward, concentration etched on your face as you watched the ball travel back and forth between players, the loud squeaks of shoes rubbing against the gym floor slightly causing your eyes to twitch, but you stayed focused.
players on the opposing team were starting to become restless, and you picked up on that, noticing taehyun did as well, his eyes zoning in on the ball as he grounded himself to watch where the ball was going next before he leapt into action.
he weaved through the players easily, dodging hands and bodies that tried to block him, easily swiping the ball from underneath another player, holding onto the ball as he spun away from the man before letting the ball drop to the ground again as he dribbled it easily, making his way to the middle of the court.
you watched as he closed his eyes for a quick second, eyebrows furrowing as he pushed breath out his lips. you noticed it was a habit he had picked up, when he was getting ready to shoot, and he was concentrated, he made that face. you found it endearing.
with 5 seconds left on the clock, his eyes opened back up, a dark gaze in them as he zoned in on the basket. his arms lifted up, his fingers gliding off the ball easily as he shot it into the air, watching as it rolled through the air, landing in the basket and scoring a point easily.
the room erupted with cheers as you realized taehyun had won the game. he had made the winning shot. he was going to the tournaments.
you couldn’t hold back the yell that escaped your throat as you screamed for him, watching as his head turned towards your voice, before he was running straight to you with a wide, confident smile on his face.
“did you see what i did?”, he practically yelled over the cheers, arms pulling you into his embrace before quickly pulling back, hands coming up to hold onto the sides of your face.
you breath caught in your throat, a warmth spreading across your whole body, “yes! you were amazing!”
he stared at you for a second, not saying anything. there was once again the expression you couldn’t read on his face, his brows furrowing the tiniest bit.
you didn’t have time to think about it too much though, because as you opened your mouth to say something, you felt a pair of soft lips press against yours.
a small gasp left your lips, your whole body melting into taehyun’s touch and kissing him back before you even processed what you were doing.
his lips moved against yours perfectly, soft lips enveloping your own as his hands caressed your face, his touch featherlight, but somehow still holding you in place.
he pulled away slowly, pressing his forehead against your own as heavy breaths escaped the both of you.
you didn’t know what had just happened. your brain was going blank, thoughts seemingly disappearing into this air as you tried to recollect yourself, tried to make any sense over what had just happened.
your eyes fluttered open, staring into taehyun’s eyes, not knowing exactly what to say. a dark red blush covered his cheeks, and he carefully removed his hands from your face and pulled his face away from yours, reality slowly hitting the both of you.
“i.. i don’t know why i did that.”
oh.
did he regret it?
you didn’t know what to say. your felt as though your mouth had gone dry, eyes blinking haphazardly and mouth stuttering open and closed.
“oh..”, was all that you were able to get out.
taehyun opened his mouth to speak again, but before he could get any words out, soobin was clapping him on the back, thanking him for winning and doing so well for the team.
“hey, y/n!”, he greeted you quickly, before his eyes were quickly fleeting back to taehyun.
you didn’t have it in you to reply at the moment.
you watched as taehyun was dragged away, eyes holding contact with yours for as long as he could until bodies were blocking his view from you, turning him around, speaking to him, thanking him, things he should’ve wanted to hear.
but he didn’t.
he didn’t want to hear those things right now.
he wanted to speak to you, he wanted to be able to tell you it wasn’t a mistake, he knew why he kissed you. he kissed you because he was in love with you. truly, madly, deeply in love with you in such an irrevocable way he couldn’t change it even if he tried.
but as he desperately looked at the spot where you were standing seconds ago, he saw no one, the ghost of the incident that had happened between you two seconds ago replaying in your mind.
you tried to hold back your tears as you stumbled through the doors of the gym, not knowing what to do or think or feel or..
you were overstimulated, wanting everything to slow down and speed up at the same time.
finally, the flood of tears you were holding back broke, tears streaming down your face freely as you tried to make your way to your car as quickly as you could, not wanting anyone to see or hear the way ugly sobs were leaving your mouth.
you didn’t know why taehyun had kissed you.
you thought for a second he felt the same way as you, maybe he was as deeply in love with you as you were with him!
but the way he looked after, the expression on his face, the words that left his mouth..
you felt stupid.
you felt stupid. there was no other words to describe how you felt. foolish. you were foolish for thinking that way for even a second.
and as you climbed into your car, a whole new wave of emotions hit you as more sobs wrecked your body, letting your head hit the steering wheel as regret coursed through your veins.
what had you done?
-
you were a wreck.
you hadn’t called taehyun in two days, hadn’t texted him, you hadn’t even been going to school for the sole fear of running into him.
your friends had noticed your absence, knowing that something like this was not part of the norm for you, so you had been getting bombarded with messages asking if you were okay, if you were feeling sick, if you needed someone to talk to.
you replied with a simple “i’m fine<3” every time. because how lame would you seem if you told them you had fallen into some type of depression because you had kissed your best friend?
there was something so delicate about your and taehyun’s friendship now, and you were scared that if you messed with it in the slightest, it would rip. and you couldn’t risk losing your best friend.
but what if by not talking to him you were losing him?
what if you talked to him and lost him that way?
too many negative thoughts were swirling in your mind like a hurricane ravishing a town, leaving nothing but destruction in its wake.
perhaps it was time to just… watch netflix while cuddled in your favorite blanket, blocking out the rest of the world and all your worries.
yeah, that sounded really nice right about now.
-
taehyun had been anxiously checking his phone nonstop for the past two days.
debating whether he should text you first, or wait for you to reach out first.
he was in such a dilemma, he didn’t know what to do to solve this.
actually, the answer was simple. but was he ever actually going to confess to you?
that’s funny.
the boys didn’t want to say anything the first day, brushing it off as them looking too deeply into things.
but this was not how taehyun acted normally. no, he carried himself so confidently. he knew what he wanted. he didn’t back down. this taehyun they had seem moping around the dorm, school, and even practice- a place where all his worries usually disappeared- was not the taehyun they knew.
“hey, taehyun," yeonjun called, taking the spot next to him on the couch, “have you been feeling alright lately?”
taehyun’s head jerked up, a bit of confusion painting his face as he stared at his older friend, “yeah, i’ve been fine. why?”
“you just haven’t been acting like your normal self lately. wanted to make sure everything was alright.”, yeonjun explained, sending a small smile taehyun’s way before getting ready to move on with his day after being reassured taehyun was indeed okay.
while standing up from the couch, he felt a slight tug on his shirt and turned around to see taehyun lightly grabbing onto his shirt, a conflicted look in his eyes. 
“taehyun,” he sat down once again, giving his full attention to him, “what’s going on?”
he stayed quiet for a bit, obviously not knowing how to approach this conversation in any way.
“are you done watching tv? i wanna play my game.”, beomgyu’s voice echoed down the hall, bouncing into the living room without a care in the world.
“beomgyu, just wait a second, alright?”, yeonjun asked him, and beomgyu immediately noticed how yeonjun was in his “big serious brother mode”- a name the boys had made for when he got like this- and slowly walked over to the couch, taking a seat near taehyun.
“continue, taehyun.”
taehyun shook his head lightly, “i don’t even know where to start.”
“well, just try and explain it. i’ll wait.”, yeonjun reassured him, and taehyun was grateful to have such caring friends for a second.
“imightvekissedy/natthebasketballgametwodaysagoandnowidontknowwhattodo.”
yeonjun’s head visibly shot back from the speed of which the words were thrown at him, not even being able to pick out a few.
beomgyu’s voice filled the silence, “what the fuck did you just say?”
“slow down your words, tae.”
“okay,” he took a deep breath before clearing his throat, “i kissed y/n at the basketball game two days ago when we won because i was excited and now i don’t know what to do, i’m afraid i ruined our friendship. i told her i didn’t know why i kissed her and didn’t say anything else”
silence.
no one said anything for a solid five seconds, if you listened closely enough you would probably be able to hear the neighbors next door.
taehyun said nothing as he stared at yeonjun awaiting his reaction, for him to say something, anything, but all he was getting was a dumbfounded look in return.
then beomgyu’s laugh filled the room, loud and boisterous as he smacked taehyun on his back, hard enough to make taehyun spin around with an exasperated look.
“dude, are you fucking stupid?”, beomgyu exclaimed after calming himself down, smiling at taehyun.
“this isn’t funny, beomgyu. i seriously don’t want to lose her!”, taehyun sighed, letting his head rest in his hands as he took a deep breath to calm himself down.
yeonjun moved himself a bit closer to taehyun, patting his back as he tried to form his next sentence.
“look, taehyun, i’m pretty sure beomgyu’s not laughing to make fun of you, it’s just-“, he started, before being rudely cut off.
“she’s been in love with you for years!”
taehyun’s head shot up at the sound of that, staring at beomgyu with an incredulous look.
“what?”
“i’m surprised you haven’t realized. we all know, i guess you’re the only one that didn’t.”, beomgyu continued, speaking as if this was supposed to be common knowledge to taehyun.
it sounded like some alien language to him.
you? in love with him? there’s no way he didn’t notice.
“beomgyu, you better not be fucking lying to me right now.”, taehyun spoke, brain running into overdrive.
“he’s not.”, yeonjun spoke this time, sending taehyun a reassuring smile.
“i’ve spoken to her about it before. i told her to just tell you because it wouldn’t go as badly as she was thinking. she’s honestly head over heels for you.”, he continued.
“but-“, taehyun tried to speak, before being cut off by yeonjun once again.
“and, to be quite honest, you ghosting her after randomly kissing her out of nowhere, then proceeding to tell her you didn’t know why you did… that has to be making her feel like shit, knowing how much she likes you.”, yeonjun finished. he made sure to give taehyun a disappointed dad look.
taehyun was standing up in a second, the boys not even being able to process how fast he was moving until he was pulling on his shoes by the door.
“taehyun, where’re you going?”, yeonjun asked, and instead of getting a reply, he got the door shutting in his face.
“it’s raining, taehyun get a jacket!”, beomgyu also
called out to him, but his warnings fell on dead ears as taehyun was long gone.
there was nothing but adrenaline coursing through his veins as he pushed through the heavy rain, ignoring the way the fat droplets stung his skin, feeling himself become more and more drenched with each king stride he took, already knowing he would be getting a cold from this, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care.
all he knew was that he needed to make things up to you.
if only he had picked up on the signs that were apparently obvious to everyone else, maybe you would’ve been his by now, but he was so oblivious to everything that he missed every little sign and hint you threw his way.
he pushed past people walking on the street, not even bothering to apologize as he cut people off, mind fixed on one thing and one thing only.
feet slipping on wet concrete as he caught himself from falling too many times to count at this point.
he finally made it to your apartment building, standing outside for a few seconds to catch his breath and make sure he actually knew what he was about to do.
he thought he should’ve been second guessing at least one part of this by now, but he wasn’t. not one single thing.
he stared up at the floor you lived on, mentally readying himself for whatever outcome he walked out of the building with. he just needed you to know, needed you to understand how far the extent of his feelings for you were. 
he was indisputably in love with you.
-
you had to say, sitting on the couch for seven hours straight was slowly making you feel worse rather better. 
you had nothing else to do though, and you refused to leave the house for reasons that were obvious to you only.
so, watching reruns of gilmore girls had become your new reality for the last couple days, curled under your favorite blanket with a snack in arms reach at all times.
it was entertaining at first, it distracted you, and it felt like the start of summer break, when you did absolutely nothing for a couple days and just savored not being in school. 
at this point though, you just felt like you were rotting into the couch. your mind drifted off to your movie marathons with taehyun every once in a while, and you would have to turn off the tv and get on your phone for a bit.
it was like he followed you around everywhere. even if he wasn’t there in person, you tried to do everything you could to distract yourself, to think of anything besides him.
but your mind would always come back to him. you would find some way to relate what you were doing with him, and that would ruin your day all over again.
presently, you were watching pretty little liars, starting to venture into shows you had watched years and years ago.
you were just getting to a good scene when a knock sounded on your door.
you weren’t expecting company, confused as you stood up from the couch to slowly make your way over to the door.
god, no one needed to see you in this state, you were praying it was just a delivery guy or something.
you hadn’t ordered anything though, so that seemed implausible.
looking through your peephole, you felt as though all the air was ripped from your lungs.
taehyun was standing on the other side.
you almost didn’t open it, wanting to turn the other way and run straight for your bedroom, but you knew you were going to have to speak to him about what happened sooner or later.
he was also soaking wet, and you felt bad for him.
slowly, you opened the door, feeling meek as your eyes met his, trying to not break down on the spot.
“taehyun.. what are you doing here,” you looked him up and down, “and why are you soaking wet?”
you grabbed a hold of his forearm so you could pull him inside, immediately setting him down on the couch as you began to trudge off to your room to grab him clothes he had left the last time he was here.
you were trying so hard to hold yourself together right now.
reaching into your closet to grab his clothes, you heard footsteps approach from behind you.
“y/n.”
you didn’t turn to face him, instead keeping your eyes trained ahead, refusing to let yourself break.
“you can just listen, that’s fine.”
you heard a quiet sigh, before he began speaking again.
“i.. i know i messed up a few days ago. honestly, i don’t know what was going through my head. i mean, i do know. i wanted to kiss you. i really like you, i mean, i honestly think i’m in love with you but- i just, that wasn’t the right time to act on my feelings for you. and i was in shock about what i did so i just.. i said i didn't know why i did it. i do know. i did it because i’m in love with you, and i don’t know if you feel the same way, beomgyu told me you did which is why i ran all the way over here but-“
“taehyun.”
you had turned around while he was mid rant, and he didn’t even realize, looking at the ground while he talked, fingers fidgeting with the hem of his shirt, and his own hands. he was obviously incredibly nervous.
“hm?”, his voice was meek, eyes meeting yours once again.
“i’m in love with you, too. i have been for years.”, you replied quietly, a small smile on your lips, watching the way his eyes lit up at your sentence.
he took two quick steps towards you before his lips were on yours once again.
hands pressed on either side of your face, holding you like you would disappear if he let go.
there was so much emotion, so many more feelings than you thought could be exchanged through a simple kiss.
his lips molded with yours perfectly, moving against you in a way that made you feel complete. you were once again completely surrounded by him, but you enjoyed it this time.
you felt like you were on cloud nine, your hands sliding all over his arms, trying to find some way to ground yourself.
very carefully, you felt his tongue prod at your lips, and your mouth was opening before you knew what you were doing.
mouths working together in such a love-filled way, you let all your inhibitions go, completely falling into this new feeling, and letting yourself be fully surrounded by it.
was this what people meant when they talked about a true love’s kiss?
the only reason you pulled away was due to your lungs starting to burn from the lack of oxygen, keeping your eyes closed as you caught your breath.
“so pretty..”, you heard taehyun whisper, and you couldn’t fight the shy smile that formed on your lips.
your eyes fluttered open softly, letting out a quiet giggle once you met his eyes, head leaning into the crook of his neck as your hands circled his waist, holding him so close to you.
a laugh erupted from his lips at your action, “god, you’re so cute.”
this is what true love felt like. you knew it then and there. this is what all the characters in romance movies talk about, this is the feeling they try to convey. you understood it now. and it felt amazing.
you pulled away to look at him, “so, we’re like.. dating now right?”
another small chuckle left his lips.
“well, y/n, do you want to be my girlfriend?”, he asked dramatically, taking on the voice of a prince after saving the princess.
it was your turn to burst into laughter, slapping his chest lightly and rolling your eyes.
“you’re supposed to take a moment like this seriously! but yes, i do want to be your girlfriend.”
“good, because there was no way i was letting you go.”, he confessed quietly, a hand coming to hold your face as his thumb stroked your cheek.
you leaned up to capture his lips with yours once again, a small peck before you pulled back. taehyun’s lips tried to follow yours, but you only giggled softly, pulling back more and more.
“i’m not done kissing you.”
you were in for a long night.
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I WISH YOU WERE A BOY [bestfriend!ellie]
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(id love to credit whoever made this divider but irdk who did i’m sorry 😭😭)
warnings: (not proofread i wrote this in like 15 mins lol) ANGST ANGST ANGST, hints at religious trauma, religious parents, internalized homophobia if you squint
author’s note: i wrote this based off of a situationship i had 😭 def not projecting…… also y’all should totally listen to keep on loving you by cigarettes after sex (i listened to it while writing this so hopefully it’ll set the tone)
best friend!ellie who you met for the first time in your sophmore year of highschool. you had just transferred to a small all girls catholic high school in the outskirts of austin, texas having had just moved states. you were quiet and completely out of ellie’s extroverted vicinity of a personality. yet, they say opposites attract and you two were pulled together like magnets.
best friend!ellie who taught you the ropes of everything you knew. from your music taste down to the smallest complimentary accessories you infiltrated into your style. you were completely immersed with love for her that it nearly swallowed you whole. anyone you ever met would have to know her to truly understand you. y’all were just that close.
best friend!ellie who comforted you the first time you got your heart broken by some stupid boy you met at a football game. he began to pursue you and practically begged to take you out. “be ready at 7” he proposed with boyish charm and you couldn’t help but to be swooned, as any naïve teenage girl would. yet 8 rolled around the corner, and the only thing sweeping you off your feet was the feeling of rain droplets beating down on your hair and a pit of embarrassment that coiled in your stomach as you stood in a pretty white dress on the corner of a cafe. the only person to show up for you was ellie who was at your beck and call whenever you needed her.
best friend!ellie who sat with you in her car for nearly 30 minutes as the rain beat down on her windowsills. she wiped away at the mascara mixed tears on your cheek and an unfamiliar feeling began to unravel in your gut as she went on a rant about how perfect you were and how you didn’t need the guy whose name you couldn’t even seem to recall anymore.
best friend!ellie who was the only girl you realized made you feel this way and it scared you. you always knew you weren’t completely straight but this set everything in stone for you. yet, admitting it out loud was the last thing you wanted to do. it would only make the situation all the more real to you and you didn’t know how much of that you could handle.
best friend!ellie who made your stomach churn every single time she’d bring up another girl romantically in front of you. she’d ramble about some girl she was talking to and you couldn’t do anything but suck it up and pretend like you were happy for her but deep down you hated it. all of it. all you wanted to do was bury yourself in the grave you dug because you didn’t want to ruin anything between the two of you. ellie williams was the only person who had enough of you to completely tear you apart.
best friend!ellie who read your body language better than anyone else. your parents were spewing unsolicited comments about some taboo magazine about a same-sex couple one day while she was at your house. her head was rested atop your leg as you tried to drown out your parent’s conversation. your gaze fell on her and you smiled apologetically wanting to block out the rest of the world in that moment.
best friend!ellie who you smoked your first joint with as y’all snuck out of your parent’s house and to a nearby park across town. giggling and low eyed, y’all talked about the stupidest things as y’all shared a pair of cheap earbuds. the moon gleamed brighter than it usually did that night and cigarettes after sex blared through the earbuds lodged in your ears as you realize then you were in love with ellie williams.
best friend!ellie who laughed and asked why you were staring at her that way. “i wish you were a boy.” you said without thinking. maybe it was the way the light reflected off her freckled face or the way the drug coursed through your system, but the words slipped faster out your mouth before your brain could process them. her brows furrow and green eyes dance over you features searching for any type of emotion that emitted from your expression. “what?”
best friend!ellie who kept trying to get in touch with you ever since that night. you were relentlessly drowning yourself in shame and embarrassment. the remembrance of what you said made you feel foolish. but no amount shame can mask the guilt you felt every time you remembered the way ellie’s face fell as soon as you said what you did. you couldn’t say anything else after. all you did was brush it off and insist y’all go back home. the walk back was silent and tension brewed between the proximity of the two of you.
best friend!ellie who called you again at 11 pm in attempt to talk about that night. you were about to decline it but your guilt ate away at you. you agreed to meet her on your porch to talk. you planned on apologizing for both saying what you did and avoiding it. “i didn’t mean it. i was just high.” the excuse played on a loop inside your head. you were set on just leaving the situation and your feelings for her in a puddle of voided nothingness but closure didn’t come easy for you when she was actually in front of you now.
best friend!ellie who sat patiently outside your house. she was clad in a black sweatshirt, washed out blue jeans, and the same dirty converses she wore daily. she spared you a familiar smile as you sat down next to her trading her one as well.
best friend!ellie who watched as you began to fumble over your explanation in a panic. “i don’t know why i said that. god, i’m so stupid i’m so sorry.” you sniffled and gentle hands pulled you into a soft hug. for the first time in a week, you let yourself fall apart in her embrace and somehow, everything you thought you felt began to disperse. it was in that moment, that you accepted you would’ve loved her either way. whether she was a boy or a girl. it didn’t matter to you as long as you got the same soul in whatever body she was in. pulling away from her arms, your hand snakes over the nape of her neck as you press a kiss on her lips and she returns the energy reverently.
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.... i have been so normal about wanting to draw tactical!Venus and tactical!Jennika.
hey. HEY. y’all need to go check out @donathan ‘s artwork, and if you are the proper age, go throw some money into their patreon for some... some real, real good art. 👀👀👀 ...but do not if you are a minor, that shit ain’t for you.
some IDW TMNT comic spoilers... and.... I guess... Next Mutation ssspoilers? I know some of you kids haven’t turtled up and watched my beloved childhood iteration yet.
alright, so, y’know, completely normal expenditure of my energy and skillset, amirite? big big thanks to @/donathan for allowing me to play around in their AU’s aesthetic because I have severe, terminal VenusAndJennikaDeserveEverythingoccocal SoIWillManifestItMyselfitis.
and tbh, all y’all’s fics have been, mwah, chef’s kiss. but SOME of you put LORE. delicious, tasty, appetite-inducing lore.
and i am nothing but the littlest hoebag for lore.
okay so, quick rundown for those who both A) are immune to spoilers B) also do not know Venus or Jennika’s origins-- bulletpoint time~!
So Venus de Milo, the “girl turtle”, the “fifth turtle” (not counting April’s extremely brief stint as a white-bandana’d turtle in the Archie comics run) was introduced in 1997′s Ninja Turtles: The Next Mutation
An episode of “The Toys That Made Us” touched upon Venus’ creation so idk it’ll cover what I won’t deign to acknowledge.
her backtory is interesting (just her show was a trashfire /affectionate)
Master Splinter’s frolicking around in the dreamscape where all the cool enlightened old people hang out away from teenagers, right?
but oh no! dragon lord, a bad dude with a widow’s peak to rival Vegeta Dragonball’s widow’s peak; is there too! stomping around, ruining shit!
Splinter’s dreamscape buddy Chung I warns Splinter to stay out of the dreamscape ‘cuz Dragon Lord’s around
And like in true old people fashion, just ignores his friend’s admonition and tries to investigate himself
bad choice, womp womp
Splinter gets trussed up and rendered “stuck” in the dreamscape
cue the catalyst for Venus to make the 10+ flight from China to the U.S
don’t worry about what the boys were doing, just literal surfing in sewer grey water, breaking their little turtle skulls on cinderblocks, and picking fights in warehouses with Foot clan goons
tl;dr Venus still has Sixth Ranger mode on, so naturally she whoops all of their asses in the dark, ties them up (like how some of y’all enjoy writing Leo does huhu nudgenudge winkwink)
venusistheoriginalshibarienthusiastandteadrinkerfightme
and then, y’know, it’s still the 90s and children’s television so blah blah the usual “oH My gOd a GiRL tURTle???/?? AWoooOOogaaa ga ga ga” 
it’s.... I mean, i’m 38 so it no longer strikes me as bad as just really fucking embarrassing... for them. to be written saying. fuck, at least they didn’t make her bandana color pink.
so fast forward to Venus teaching them to dreamwalk so they can go rescue Splinter from Dragon Lord’s clutches in the dreamscape.
unfortunately, Dragon Lord offscreen murders Chung I so Venus is narratively anchorless post-rescue, so she’s invited to stay with them. thus ensues wacky hijinks with their new pal, Venus Boom Boom de Milo.
I glossed over the urge to write a cumulative review of Next Mutation. Just, take my word as the target demographic of the show during the last gasps of 90s Turtlemania that TNM was a trashfire overall but... y’know... if you ever needed a palette cleanser after some grimdark or angsty TMNT content, give TNM a whirl. The slapstick was intentional and The Point in the show. Venus’ circumstances for coming was as serious as it would get.
... Also, yes, they made them not related in TNM, preteen snackugaki didn’t clock why because I watched a lot of wuxia as a kid so brotherhood is a term beyond blood ties to me (and if I’m being honest, martial brotherhood is fkkn metal) and later I heard tell that it was to lure more girls into the franchise with both a girl turtle and romance options. which idk whatevs man. 
I also have to clear that, actually no, Donatello and Venus did not fight EVERY episode. Donatello, despite sprinkling a little too much barely disguised snobbery, did defer to Venus’ expertise in “the supernatural” when the situation called for it, and Venus would commend Donnie on his scientific ingenuity. They even teamed up skillsets to create surveillance drones! She essentially casted Calm Emotions on him while he tried to hack the controls of the Astro Megaship back for the In Space Rangers. They breached the divide between STEM and Humanities! They only had one “real fight" near the end of the season-- because Donnie was playing his containment breach elevator mid trash copyright strike immune proto-EDM too loud while she was trying to meditate. and that’s just being bad roommates tbh.
...christ I know it’s gonna come up too, but also NO, there was not constant advances made toward Venus during the show. At most was Mikey pulling his ol’ “I work out every day~!” schtick for like 2 episodes of the 5 spent to introduce Venus. And then after? A shipper’s desert, you’d have to dig and peer behind like 8 curtains for any viable fodder. 
...OKAY NOW FOR JENNIKA’S ORIGINS: Jennika is an IDW character specifically so, naturally why she isn’t in (or would’ve been, AHEM) a lot of iterations yet (or at all, COUGH) (but to continue in honesty there’s a lot of legal tape to cut through since Jennika is IDW’s while TMNT overall is Nick’s) Introduced as a Foot Assassin, her place in the Foot Clan shifts when Splinter takes over from Shredder (Saki), eventually she forms actual bonds with both the turtles and Splinter to where it’s implied she also saw him as an important figure to her if not an outright surrogate father figure. And because TMNT is mess and drama the other 50% of the time, Karai takes over the Foot from Splinter and shenanigans compounded by Karai’s then-current machinations for the Foot-- results in Jennika getting shanked in the stomach by Karai during a clandestine meeting to resolve clan rivalry. She’s losing blood fast, Donnie works to save her and it’s Leo who volunteers for blood transfusion to keep her stable mid-transit. 
SURPRISE!
Leo’s blood mutates Jennika into a mutant turtle. And then Casey ghosts/dumps her. My poor daughter. She has a real rough time of it before fully integrating with the boys. Raph falls in with Old Hob, gets hoodwinked, and now they live in Mutant Town. Jennika slowly finds herself again, as a mutant turtle, a Splinter clan ninja, a girlfriend, a guitarist in a band she started, a sister in a found family, and a constable to a very little town.
okay! we’re all marginally informed about my two wonderfull daughters, Venus and Jennika~!
so if I can indulge further, I’m going to use my cognizance and make it everyone’s problem because I have beem quietly foaming with ideas for bg lore for tactical!J&V, more bullet points!
ok so, donathan mentioned a bit about their tac! Leo and Donnie being the snipers, Mikey and Raph spotting for them while also being demolitions and heavy ordinance specialists respectively
I would think, then for Vee and Jen, they’d be classified as close quarters combat specialists, complicated extraction? compromised area? call them to clean up and clear out~
give or take “magic” being a thing used in donathan’s AU, or anyone’s AU of this AU, Vee would probably be a close combat specialist along with Jen.
Vee, I feel, would, barring a ...”tactical fan”, (even though in TNM it was just her fists and her little wizard components but her toy came with a fan so.) probably use batons, Jen in lieu of her tekagi-shuko would... most likely use tactical karambit. not that large of a leap really.
for my personal lulz, Vee and Jen are... accurate, height-wise. Raph gets to be the biggest brother since alligator snapping turtles are, in fact, the largest motherfucking freshwater turtles on the north american continent. no getting around it.
my Vee in all Rise AUs is a softshell since the messy hanzi used to write her first given name, Mei Pieh Chi (美鱉气) has the hanzi that’s most commonly translated as softshell turtle (鱉). eh ‘di wow talaga
snacku what do you mean ‘accurate’???? tl;dr female turtles are usually the larger ones in most species.
and listen, I love and I mean LOVE, how some of y’all have written the tac!boys, mwah; but god I’m a professional turtle bully. I need to see them get dunked on. for nutritional value. and if it comes to it, I will provide that food for myself. brb laughing at eventually drawing Venus just offhandedly tossing Donnie into the air to skeet shoot his ass for fun brings me the greatest joy.
they absolutely dote on Mikey, as is the natural order of things. 
and even tho I stated TNM Donnie and Venus got along in the show, and depending on the existence of magic in this AU; I just really love dichotomous rivalries (in as much “science” and “magic” exist as a dichotomy, much less as “diametrically oppose” fields-- just, opposites man. i’m a simple girl with simple trope needs)
Vee’s arms (and legs) are absolutely covered in burns, scars, and missing flesh divots, just as close to swiss cheese limbs as you can be
Jen and Donnie debate tracks that go into their joint “On Our Way To Commit Murder” playlist
if Vee’s tactical look seem very familiar, and you’re wondering if-- yes, you’re correct. and you can “call her ms. de milo if ya nasty”
Vee was actually pretty calm and rational in TNM... but for this AU, she can be a little unhinged, as a well-deserved treat. (and ‘cuz that specific anime unhinged facial expression is fun as fuck to draw, which is my treat)
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So hear me out, this is gonna be a SatoSugu x reader.
Gojo and Geto are already dating, you can choose either they’re keeping it a secret or not, and what if past Gojo and Geto came to the future accidentally, and they’re stuck for a few days. The reader who is an adult is in love with Gojo and Geto, which btw she used to be a student to them, but since she knows they’re dating, she’s trying to date other guys, I honestly have no idea where I’m taking this but I’m asking is that adult Gojo and Geto find out that she had a crush on them because of their younger selves. And then they try their best to make her like them again and eventually turn her into their girlfriend.
Now, before and after - the same
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Summary: For as long as you can remember, you love your teachers. But they are a couple. You didn't want to ruin their relationship. You lived with a broken heart. However, why do you see younger versions of them in your home? They want to change it. They want you to be happy. Because they fell in love with you. That's why their older versions must have loved you too.
SatoSugu x fem reader
Warnings: broken heart
Words: 2.5k
"Wha–?!"
The teenagers turned back to see you standing behind them as they sat together on the bed where they suddenly appeared.
The curse they were fighting was irritating, taking them to different places. And after they overcame it, they suddenly found themselves in someone's house?!
What is it?
You watched as two teenage boys stared at you with slightly widened eyes.
Until you finally recognized them by their characteristics.
You never thought your young teachers looked like this when they went to school.
Gojo had almost the same hair, but without the undercut at the back of his head.
Geto's hair was shorter and completely in a bun. You recognized him by his bangs and earrings.
Also, their eyes haven't changed at all.
"Satoru and Suguru?" You asked standing next to the wall.
"Yeah..." muttered the white-haired man.
"Why are you here?"
"Who are you?"
Their faces were surprised as you explained everything that happened to them. That's all you are.
And you've seen Satoru's hand searching for Suguru's hand sometimes...
Just like when you were their student...
Their first student...
Why did you have to be their first apprentice? Plus, you were the only one this year. That's why you were always alone with them.
That's why something unexpected happened...
You fell in love with your young sensei...
You were 16 and they were 22.
Why were you now 22 and they were 17 or 18?
Because you remember that they once fought a curse on one mission. They answered you about it.
That it once took them to another country for a few days, and then they were back in Japan.
That was weird.
But oh well. In the world of Jujutsu, that was almost normal...
They started to be very easy with you.
And you saw their youthful love.
They had been together since they were teenagers.
That's why you couldn't be angry with them.
You fell in love with your teachers... And now you clearly knew that everything between them started sooner than you thought.
When they met you, they had already been together for five years...
So you couldn't argue.
That's why your heart ached.
Even now that you've grown up. You've seen them now.
You moved out right after graduation and you don't keep in touch with them.
They are still together. You see them sometimes when you go to the Jujutsu School to report after a mission.
But that wasn't enough.
You still loved them. But you couldn't change the fact that they're together now. You couldn't separate them.
You were happy for them.
But your heart ached.
You've been dating, but you've never once fallen in love with someone else. You've never been as nice with anyone as you have been with them.
Only they could draw your sincere smile out of you.
You loved them for everything they had. Advantages and disadvantages.
But you couldn't force them to love the same thing about you.
They don't love your flaws and virtues. They don't love you.
You ran away from them so you wouldn't suffer from seeing them together. And you wouldn't have anyone to make you as happy as they did.
That's why you wanted to live alone, to calm down. To control your emotions.
To control your feelings for them.
But they always show up...
To calm your feelings, you'd have to never see them again.
But you see them sometimes.
And they do not hide their relationship.
That's why it hurts you more.
That you can't have what they have.
That you can't hold their hand and walk between them.
That you can't feel the lips they connect.
That you can't hug them.
You can't hear them say they love you.
You miss the times when you just fell in love with them. Your love was so innocent. And you loved them even though they were already together. You saw how they are a couple. But nothing bothered you.
Only later did you start to see that they wouldn't pay attention to your feelings at all. And you wanted to quit.
You did everything to fall in love. But it didn't do anything.
That's why you ended up on the other side of Tokyo, away from them.
Not keeping in touch with them, even though you all would like to.
They have other disciples now.
They now have Panda, Maki, Toge and Yuta. They have Megumi, Yuji and Nobara.
They didn't need their former apprentice.
The first student they ever taught anything.
That's why you cried at night, knowing you'd never be noticed by them.
"What's wrong, (y/n)?"
You turned around to see a young White Haired man standing next to the couch you were supposed to sleep on.
They were two. And in addition, they could sleep in one bed. That's why you let them do it by giving them your bigger bed.
However, you couldn't sleep.
You were sitting on the couch with the TV on so quiet you couldn't hear any sound.
"Satoru..." you muttered, looking at his blue eyes without glasses.
"Something happened? You look sad." He sat down next to you.
That's what his adult version always said.
Same.
That made you even sadder.
"You can tell your sensei." He laughed. "But seriously, you can really tell me."
You looked down at your hands as you sat silently.
His hand has been placed on yours.
To get your attention.
"Satoru...I just..." you started but you were unable to continue.
"Yeah?"
You closed your eyes, sighing.
He's not the Satoru that's in this timeline anyway... He's from the past...
"I just, ever since I was your student, loved you..."
His eyes widened as he blushed slightly.
Adult Satoru never blushed.
"You... you love us...?"
"Your older versions... I never met you when you were teenagers... I know it's stupid and I shouldn't be telling you this. But it won't change anything anyway."
"Why didn't you say you love us?!"
You suddenly hushed him.
"Shhhh... Not so loud! Suguru is sleeping!"
"He's awake. He woke up just like me..."
You sighed at this...
"So why didn't you tell us?"
"You are a couple. I didn't want to destroy our relationship. That's why I let it go..."
"You could have told us! We sure loved you! You are so nice and pretty! Sweet and caring!"
You blushed but laughed.
"Ever since I've known you, I've never once felt that you could think that way."
"It's not like that!"
"Go to sleep. You'll probably be back home soon. But for now, I'll try to take care of you."
You left the room and went to the bathroom.
And you sat on the floor.
"Suguru... There's no (y/n)..." the white-haired moaned, jumping on his boyfriend's stomach.
The weight made the dark-haired man exhale in surprise as the weight appeared on his body.
"What?" He groaned looking at him.
"She is not at home!" he said louder.
They just woke up.
Gojo told him yesterday that you fell in love with them, but you let it go and left.
And when he wanted to check on you, you were gone!
You were an adult, but you promised you wouldn't leave the house without telling them where you were going!
Where did you go?
Yesterday you were scrolling through your phone and texting someone.
But they were more worried about gdixe you are and gdixe you went.
They put on their uniforms and immediately left the house.
They certainly didn't know the streets or anything.
But they walked in circles for several hours.
Until suddenly they saw a familiar face in the restaurant they used to go to.
Well, now it's not a new restaurant. And while they were at school it was.
But you were there.
You sat at a table, lazily swirling your drink as a guy sat in front of you.
From what they've seen, you're already finishing your food. Only drinks left.
But when they saw this guy reach up to your face to put his hand on your cheek, they almost punched the glass with their fists.
You moved a bit away from his hand, and said something they couldn't decipher because they couldn't hear.
But that didn't change the fact that you're sitting in a restaurant with some guy right now!
But right after that the waiter came and gave you the bill, I think.
While this guy was paying, you lazily turned your head to the window. So they quickly ran away.
As they lurked behind the wall, their heads poking out, they saw the two of you leave, walking in the opposite direction of them.
They leaned even more.
Their blood was flooded as they saw this guy trying to grab you by the waist as you walked.
But as soon as his hand tried to pull you to him, you pulled away.
"I'm sorry... I'm not in the mood today..." you mumbled. You sounded sad.
You were on a date with this guy!
you liked him. But sometimes he was pushy. Especially since you've been dating for a while.
And you thought he was the one who would be your escape from your feelings for them.
But you still can't.
"Would you like to come over today? You seem sad. I'll keep you company." He said with a small smile as you stood there.
"No thanks... I'm tired. Thank you for meeting me." You said with a small smile.
When Satoru heard him say that, his legs shifted a little more to see you more.
And he saw how you smiled slightly at him.
Then he got mad because you went on a date with someone else! And it's obvious you didn't enjoy it! You love their older versions! So it is and so it must be!
He almost fell over from how much he bent over.
If it wasn't for the dark haired man's arms, he would have fallen and you would have caught them peeping at you.
Geto wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled him down. Making them both fall to the sidewalk, but hidden around the corner of the building.
You haven't seen them.
Especially that Gojo was sitting there like a grumpy child, between Suguru's legs who saved the situation.
"We have to find us from the future!" He said firmly. "Since we can't do anything, we have to tell them that she loves us! They sure love her!"
They only had one problem...
Since they were teachers, they must have been at Jujutsu High.
But they didn't know how to get there...
After a long and hard search for some means of transport, they managed to find their way to their school.
And as they walked along the sidewalks, they saw that nothing had changed.
The school was empty as always.
They couldn't find them quickly.
But there was something that happened. At the same time good and bad.
"Who are you?"
They heard a voice behind them.
They turned to see three people about their own age in similar uniforms.
"And who are you?" White Hair asked, looking over his glasses at them.
These two, according to them, resembled their teachers.
"Are you from Kyoto?"
"Kyoto is shit." he growled.
"Who are you? You have sorcerers uniforms." Said the pink haired.
"Are you students here?" The dark haired one asked.
He nodded.
"You look as stupid as Sensei with those glasses." The girl grimaced. "Such glasses are out of fashion. Bun too, I guess..."
"Respect your elders, brat!"
"Where are your teachers?" Geto looked at the dark-haired boy.
"They should be around here somewhere. Do you know them?"
"You could say."
They looked at the quarrel between the girl and the white-haired man.
"You are Geto Suguru, right?"
"Hmm?"
Fushiguro recognized them. It was obvious.
Unlike the others, he met them when they were that age. As teenagers.
"Yeah." He smiled slightly. "So you probably recognize Satoru..."
"Yeah..."
They looked at the further quarrel as the White Haired man laughed at the height of the girl.
"What's going on here?"
They all looked in one direction to see two tall men walking towards them.
"Sensei!"
The disciples left to give them passage.
The older ones set against the younger ones.
"What the hell?" The dark haired man raised one eyebrow, looking at the white haired boy in front of him.
But the White Haired boy's eyes flashed as he saw the older Suguru who was a bit taller than him.
And next to him stood an even taller white-haired man, looking at the younger Geto.
And suddenly he smiled, wrapping his arms around the shoulders of the younger Suguru.
"Suguru! I told you you looked good in school!" He laughed, hugging him.
"Suguru..." the younger moaned as his older version hugged his boyfriend. Jealous.
"Satoru, there's no time for this. let him go. We don't know why they're here." He grabbed his collar.
But his one hand was placed on the younger Gojo's back, making his cheeks burn.
They all had to calm down.
It was supposed to be for you!
Not for them to meet!
"W-We're not here to meet you like this!" Suguru moaned, pushing the adult Gojo's chest away. "It's about (y/n)!"
They both calmed down hearing your name.
"(y/n)?"
"She loves you!" the younger Satoru said.
"She has been heartbroken ever since she met you because she loves you! And now she was on a date with some guy! She's not even happy!"
"On a date? Our girl? That's weird... Because I didn't expect her to love us..." suddenly his lips turned into a smile. "Suguru! That means she loves us too!"
Nobody knew what to say.
You all loved each other.
But no one knew about it...
What a life...
And they were needed to tell them about it. And for them to enjoy.
"When you get home, our timeline will change. And what you know now will remain. You will know that she loves us. That's why when you come home, we'll be together."
They didn't even remember coming home. One day later? One hour later? They don't remember anything.
But they remember that there will be some girl (y/n). And this girl will be their love.
While in the future, three people lay in a huge bed.
Your head was resting on the forearm you used as a pillow.
When you open your eyes, you saw the bright face of your former teacher. With eyelashes lying smoothly on the cheeks. His hands were around your waist. your bare waist.
Nothing left of your broken heart. You don't even remember that you ever suffered and cried because of them.
You just felt their warmth.
You reached for his cheek, stroking it lightly.
And then you reached your hand to the hand that was lying on his side, connecting your fingers with Suguru's, who was lending you his hand as a pillow.
All you remember after everything that's happened is that since they became your teachers, you love them.
And you've been together all these years.
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