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erensmoonlight · 2 months ago

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Roommate Accident

Synopsis. Living with Eren Yeager was never supposed to happen or be complicated, but tension between two roommates turns their once peaceful arrangement into an awkward dance of avoidance and frustration. A casual offer to give her a ride one day sets off a chain of unexpected events, leaving her questioning the boundaries of their relationship. As their interactions grow more intense, she finds herself torn between keeping the peace and exploring something deeper. With a circle of close friends offering unsolicited advice and wild suggestions, she must decide whether to confront her feelings or continue ignoring the growing chemistry between them.

Paring: Eren Yeager x Fem Reader

Content, MDNI: Enemies to lovers, arguments, smut, drinking, oral (f), dirty talk, sex, fluff, one shot, (Lmk if I missed anything!)

Word Count: 9.7K

{ash’s notes} -HI GUYS! This is my first story and if I’m gonna be honest, I’m prettyyyy nervous but excited of course. I hope you guys enjoy reading this because this was lowkey so fun to write, I have so many more stories to think about writing but not sure when I will. Okay I’m just going to be rambling on and on so again please show love to this story and lmk what you think and how it is! Love you all and take care of yourself, MWAHH❤️ minors aren't welcomed! comments + reblogs are appreciated!

College life is back in full swing, and with it comes the sense of purpose I’ve been craving all summer. Don’t get me wrong—being home with family had its perks, but I desperately needed some time to myself. Now, living with Mikasa, I finally have the freedom to do things on my own terms, while still keeping my grades up, of course. It feels like a fresh start, a chance to balance responsibility with the independence I’ve been longing for.

Junior year of college—finally. I know it’s going to be a new challenge, but all I’m hoping for is as little stress and drama as possible. The drive ahead was long, so I kept my goodbyes short and sweet, not wanting to drag it out. As I hit the road, a mix of nervousness and excitement coursed through me. It felt like the start of something big.

After an hour-long drive, I finally arrived at the campus dorms, my excitement bubbling over. I parked the car and hurried to my dorm, practically bursting with anticipation. As I unlocked the door, I noticed a few boxes outside Mikasa’s room—she must’ve just gotten here too. I grabbed the handle, flung the door open, and jumped inside, shouting, “HIII ROOMIE!”

But the smile fell from my face instantly. It wasn’t Mikasa standing there—it was Eren.

“What the actual hell?” I blurted, freezing in the doorway.

“The fuck?” he shot back, looking just as startled as me.

We stared at each other, equally confused by what was happening. "Excuse me, but why are you in Mikasa's room?" I asked with more sass than intended.

"Mikasa?" he echoed, clearly baffled. "This is my room. Dorm 207," he added, grabbing a piece of paper from the desk nearby to show me.

I quickly glanced at my own dorm assignment. There it was—207, plain as day.

"Oh, hell no—“

Call incoming

Just as my brain started to melt down, my phone buzzed. Mikasa’s name flashed on the screen, and I picked up, not even bothering As a greeting. “Where are you, and why is Eren in your room?” I asked, my voice tight with frustration.

On the other end, Mikasa sounded just as bewildered. “Okay, so I was just as surprised when I saw Armin in your dorm, but we figured it out. There was a mix-up with the dorm assignments, and... they can’t change it.”

"WHAT?!" I screamed into the phone, my frustration boiling over. Before I could say anything else, Eren grabbed my phone and echoed my shock with his own confusion, “What?!” He put the phone on speaker

“What the hell do you mean they can’t change it? School hasn’t even started! They have to fix it because I am definitely not rooming with Ms. Control Freak over here,” Eren said, looking me up and down with an irritating look.

I clenched my fists, my patience hanging by a thread. The urge to slap him right then and there was overwhelming. My relationship with Eren was… complicated, to say the least. To keep it short, we never saw eye to eye—we couldn’t stand each other’s lifestyles, let alone the idea of sharing a space.

I see myself as someone organized, who knows how to navigate life with a clear plan, confident in my ability to talk things through and stand my ground when needed. Eren, on the other hand, is the complete opposite—laid-back, spontaneous, and annoyingly carefree. He’s the type who thinks life is meant to be lived without schedules or rules. It’s no wonder we clash constantly; we’re like oil and water.

After a few more minutes of heated back-and-forth, Mikasa’s call finally ended, leaving me standing there, dumbfounded, in the middle of what was now our dorm. Eren ran a hand down his face, visibly irritated. I had no idea how we were supposed to survive this.

“Well, if we’re going to make this work, I gotta lay out some ground rules,” Eren announced, and I could already tell this was going to be a joke. “You don’t bother me, I don’t bother you. Simple as that.” He extended his hand for me to shake as if we were closing some grand deal.

The audacity. “When did we agree on you being the boss?” I shot back.

He groaned, rubbing his temples. “Please don’t make this harder than it already is,” he muttered, giving me an exasperated look.

That only fueled my annoyance. I started rattling off about chores, noise levels, and a bunch of other things that he would absolutely need to respect if we were going to survive living together.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m gonna stop you right there. Today’s already stressful enough, and I don’t need you adding to my headache,” he said, waving a hand dismissively in my face. The nerve of this guy.

Before I could snap back, he grabbed my shoulders, physically moved me out of his room, and shut the door behind me. “THIS CONVERSATION ISN’T OVER!” I yelled. Silence. Nothing but silence from the other side.

I groaned in frustration, knowing there was no point in arguing with him right now. Instead, I turned my attention to hauling my things inside before it got too dark.

After I finally finished unpacking and getting everything in order, I belly-flopped onto my bed, exhausted and frustrated. All the perfect plans I had for this year were already crumbling thanks to Eren. Sharing a dorm with him was the last thing I expected, and it felt like everything was ruined before it even began.

Now, all I could do was hope things didn’t spiral further out of control. I just hoped—for my sanity—that living with him wouldn’t be as bad as I feared. But deep down, I had a sinking feeling that hope might be too much to ask for.

It’s been almost a month since the semester started, and things have been... weird. But weirdly enough, calm—for now. I haven’t seen or heard much from Eren lately, and honestly, I’m not complaining. The only thing that really pisses me off is that he’s a total slob. It’s such a turn-off, especially for someone who looks the way he does. Some nights, I have to wear noise-canceling headphones just to sleep because of his loud, never-ending gaming sessions. I’ve tried to let it slide, but if I have to endure this for an entire year, I’m seriously doubting whether I’ll make it out alive.

“How’s it with Armin?” I asked Mikasa, picking at my food. We decided to hang out after classes, needing some downtime.

“Oh my god, it’s so nice,” she gushed. “We cook together most of the time, split chores, he helps me study when I need it, and every week, we watch these awful reality TV shows together and laugh our heads off.” She kept going, laughing as she spoke, until she noticed my deadpan expression.

“Oh... shit. My bad,” she giggled, trying—and failing—to hide her amusement.

I rolled my eyes at Mikasa’s enthusiasm. “Well, how is it with Eren?” she asked, taking a sip of her drink.

I sighed dramatically, stabbing at my food before taking a bite. “The complete opposite of your story,” I muttered.

“That bad?” she asked, eyebrows raised.

“Oh yeah, that bad,” I said, launching into a full-blown rant about all the irritating things Eren had done over the past month. It felt good to let it all out. “Like, I don’t get what girls see in him. He’s just a pretty face, that’s it.”

Mikasa nodded, somewhat amused. “Well, Eren’s always been laidback about most things. He always says his charm is his best quality,” she shrugged, going back to her meal.

I scoffed. “Yeah, sure. Like that guy has any charm.”

The rest of the day passed by, and after our little venting session, Mikasa drove me back to the dorm. Just as I was getting out, she leaned over. “Oh, before you go—are you going to Jean’s party tonight?”

Ugh. A party. I could already feel the exhaustion creeping in just thinking about it. “Probably not. I’ve got a lot of stuff to do at home, and let’s be real—the chances of Eren being there are ridiculously high, so... yeah, I’m good,” I said with a shrug.

Mikasa looked disappointed, but I could see she understood. “Fine, but you have to go to the next one with me. Promise?”

I laughed and held out my pinky. “Deal. I’ll be there, I swear.”

She grinned and wrapped her pinky around mine. “Deal,” she said with a smile before driving off.

I quickly headed up to my dorm, pushing the door open with a sigh of relief. Looks like Eren’s not here. He’s probably already left for Jean’s party, I thought, grateful for the peace and quiet. A whole night to myself. Finally.

I grabbed a snack and a drink from the kitchen, then wandered into my room. As I put on some music, the weight of the week started to melt away. I removed my makeup and prepared for my long-overdue everything shower. The kind of self-care I hadn’t indulged in for weeks.

After soaking under the warm water for what felt like forever, I got out, wrapped myself in a towel, and began my skincare routine, singing along to my favorite songs. It felt amazing to be alone and completely in my element.

With my skincare finally on my face, I debated whether to stay up and do something productive or just crash for the night. Nah, I’ll just sleep, I decided, already feeling the exhaustion creep in. I slipped into a pair of soft sleeping shorts and a baggy tank top, sinking into my bed.

As soon as my head hit the pillow, I closed my eyes and drifted into a deep, peaceful slumber, relishing the calm while it lasted.

BANG

I jolted upright in bed, my heart racing as I glanced around, trying to figure out what had startled me awake. What the hell? I whispered to myself, straining to listen. It could be Eren-I really hoped it was, because the alternative was too terrifying to consider. But then I heard something worse: muffled laughter, followed by unmistakable kissing sounds. Oh no. Scratch that, I hope it's a killer.

Eren's door slammed shut, and I clung to the hope that maybe-just maybe-it would all stop there. I tried to force myself back to sleep, convincing myself that I could ignore it. I was so close to drifting off again when the low moans started, followed by soft curses. My eyes flew open, and I groaned into my pillow, Please, for the love of all things, let this nightmare end.

It didn't. The sounds got louder, the bed rhythmically slamming against the wall. I grabbed my headphones, shoved them over my ears, and stuffed a pillow on top of my head, trying to block out the never-ending torture happening just feet away. I lay there, my regret over every life decision that led me here slowly consuming me. This was going to be a very, very long night.

So bright. I blinked against the harsh light streaming through the window, rubbing my eyes. Barely an hour of sleep after a night of absolute torture. The girl had left about twenty minutes ago, but I wasn’t sure I’d ever feel comfortable enough to fall back asleep. Coffee. That’s what I need.

Dragging myself out of bed, I slipped into my slippers to avoid the cold floor and trudged to the kitchen. The coffee was brewing, and I was almost in the clear when I heard Eren’s door creak open. Groaning internally, I rolled my eyes and tried to hurry, hoping to avoid whatever awkward conversation was coming. I grabbed a mug from the cupboard and fished the creamer out of the fridge. Footsteps approached behind me.

“Hey, roomie,” Eren’s voice chimed, way too cheerful for my liking. Don’t punch him, don’t punch him, I chanted silently, eyes fixed on the coffee machine, willing it to finish faster.

“Wow, you look horrible,” he commented, pouring himself a cup with a grin. I shot him a glare.

“Yeah, thanks. I didn’t get any sleep last night,” I muttered, finally pouring my coffee and moving to the table to prepare it. Eren laughed, probably remembering the obnoxious noise from last night. This annoying asshole.

“Didn’t realize you were here. My bad” he said, not sounding sorry at all while grabbing the creamer next to me, a smirk still playing on his lips.

I am not going to survive this year.

“I don’t care what you do, just have some fucking decency,” I shot back, sipping my coffee as I walked back to my room. I could feel Eren’s eyes on me, but I didn’t turn around. Shutting the door behind me, I set the mug on my nightstand and groaned at the thought of the day ahead. No sleep, two essays due, and classes to sit through. Today is going to suck.

I dragged myself to the bathroom, got dressed in something comfy but cute, and grabbed my things. Heading back to the kitchen, I filled a water bottle and rinsed out my coffee mug—then, Unwillingly, Eren’s dirty dishes too. Just as I finished, I heard his door creak open again. Speak of the devil.

“Thanks for washing those,” he said nonchalantly, rummaging through the fridge. “I probably wasn’t going to do it anyway.”

I rolled my eyes, biting back a retort. As I dried my hands with a paper towel, he asked, “Want me to give you a ride to school?”

I blinked, caught off guard. What? “No, I’m good,” I replied sarcastically. “I wouldn’t want to deal with the dirty looks from all your fangirls.”

“Ha, ha, ha,” he responded dryly, clearly unamused.

Great start to the day, I thought as I grabbed my bag and headed for the door, not sparing him another glance.

Eren’s footsteps echoed behind me as I stormed off. “You don’t have to back down on my offer—it still stands,” he called out, clearly amused. His voice alone made my blood boil.

Without even turning to face him, I snapped, “You know what offer would actually be great? How about you shut the fuck up at night, pick up your own shit, clean your own damn dishes, and maybe grow some balls while you’re at it?” My voice trembled with frustration, the words flying out before I could even stop them.

I expected him to have some snarky comeback. And, of course, he didn’t disappoint. Eren rolled his eyes, scoffing like my words barely registered. But then, in an instant, he grabbed my shoulder and spun me around to face him.

“Oh yeah? Let’s talk about you,” he shot back, his voice louder, angrier. “How about you stop having a stick up your ass and acting like you’re my damn mother, stop meddling in my business, and just fucking stop being a damn control freak if a fucking cup isn’t placed in the right spot”

We stood there in the middle of the parking lot, glaring at each other like two wild animals ready to tear each other apart. The tension was palpable, our frustrations bubbling to the surface in a messy, chaotic explosion.

I laughed, but it wasn’t out of amusement—it was out of sheer, exhausted frustration. “I get it, you want that laid-back college life, no responsibilities, carefree and easygoing? That’s not me. I can’t live like that Yeager, so you just have to fucking deal with me.”

I stepped closer, my eyes boring into his. “And if you can’t handle it, then go dorm with someone else. Hell, sneak out and find someone willing to put up with your shit. I don’t care. But don’t expect me to change.”

Without giving him a chance to respond, I turned on my heel and walked away, refusing to look back. Let him stew in his own arrogance. I was done.

After that intense moment with Eren, I decided to walk to campus alone. I didn’t care how long it took, I just needed to cool off, to breathe. The crisp morning air helped, but the frustration still lingered, swirling around in my head. By the time I made it to my first class, I was already dreading being there. But skipping wasn’t an option—I needed to do well. I sighed, taking out my things and finding a corner seat, hoping to be invisible for the rest of the period.

As I was pulling out my notebook, I felt someone sit down next to me. Turning to see who it was, I saw Armin, offering me a friendly smile. "Hey, no one’s sitting here, right?" he asked politely.

“No, don’t worry, you’re good,” I replied, grateful for the company. At least Armin was easy to deal with.

The class started, and after a while, we were given some time to work individually. I dove into my assignments, trying to focus, when Armin spoke up. "You and Eren got into an argument, didn’t you?"

I froze mid-sentence, turning to face him. “How do you know?” I asked, surprised but not totally shocked. Eren had a big mouth.

Armin stopped typing and glanced at me. "He picked me up this morning, and I could tell something was off. When I asked him what was wrong, he kind of… exploded about you. He was pretty worked up."

I groaned internally, rubbing my forehead. "God, I hate him," I muttered. "I don’t get why you’re friends with him. He’s like the devil himself."

Armin chuckled softly, shaking his head. "He’s not all that bad, I promise."

I scoffed at that, going back to my paper. "Then what do I do? I can’t even be in the same room as him without wanting to strangle him."

Armin turned back to me, a thoughtful look on his face. "You just need to give him a chance. Yeah, he can be frustrating, but I swear, if you get past that, you might actually find something you like about him."

I rolled my eyes, thinking, Yeah, like when he shuts up. But I couldn’t help considering what Armin was saying. He made it sound so easy like Eren was just misunderstood or something. Still, I wasn’t sure if I was ready to give him a chance when he seemed to go out of his way to drive me crazy.

I sighed, “I don’t know, Armin. It feels like I’m the only one trying here. He doesn’t give me any reason to want to make this work.”

Armin smiled sympathetically. "Maybe he’s not great at showing it, but trust me, he’s not as indifferent as he seems."

I nodded half-heartedly, not fully convinced. As much as I hated to admit it, Armin had a point—there had to be something redeemable about Eren. I just wasn’t sure I was willing to dig deep enough to find it.

Just as I was about to respond to Armin, the bell rang, cutting our conversation short. We both quickly packed up our things. “Just think about what I said, okay? Let me know how it goes,” Armin said as we parted ways. I nodded, though I wasn’t sure how to even start. We said our goodbyes and headed in opposite directions to our next classes.

Finally, lunch arrived. Mikasa had texted me earlier to meet at the cafeteria, so I made my way over. Spotting her quickly, I saw her waving her arm at me from across the room. I hurried over and sat next to her, taking the seat at the edge of the table. “Hey guys,” I greeted with a smile, placing my things down. The usual group was there—Mikasa, Sasha, Annie, Connie, and Niccolo.

As soon as I sat down, we were all deep in conversation, laughing about the most random things. Connie groaned dramatically, slumping over the table. “Ugh, I’m totally going to fail Mr. Ackerman’s class. It's like he’s speaking some alien language,” he grumbled, earning a round of laughter from the group.

Sasha, in her usual fashion, was busy shoveling food into her mouth as she snuggled up next to Niccolo. "Yeah, I don’t know how to help you with that, buddy," she managed to say between bites, drawing more laughs.

Just as we were settling into our groove, Jean, Armin, and Eren walked up to the table. Jean slid in next to Connie, while Armin took the seat next to Annie, giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. Eren, to my mild annoyance, sat down next to Armin, but I tried to ignore him, focusing on my drink instead.

“Why the hell did you guys take so long?” Connie asked, raising an eyebrow as he leaned back in his chair.

“Don’t look at me,” Jean quickly replied, jabbing a thumb toward Armin and Eren. “These two took forever talking about something.”

Talking? About what? I wondered, sipping my drink to cover my curiosity. I glanced briefly at Armin, who seemed to give me a look that said, I’ll tell you later. Eren, on the other hand, was focused on picking at his food, not making eye contact with anyone. Whatever it was, I could feel tension lingering between us, like unfinished business hanging in the air. But right now, surrounded by friends and laughter, I wasn’t sure I wanted to deal with it.

Mikasa squeezed my arm, her excitement contagious. "Oh my god, we need to go do something soon! I’ve been dying for some girl time." Before I could respond, Sasha perked up, practically bouncing in her seat. “Ooh, ooh, me and Annie too!” she added loudly, making Annie chuckle as she gave a small nod of agreement. Mikasa smiled and nodded, and we all quickly made plans for next week. It felt good to look forward to something light and fun, especially after the chaos of the morning.

As we continued talking, I found myself glancing over at Eren, who was in deep conversation with Armin and Annie. Whatever they were talking about, it seemed serious, their faces unusually focused. I looked away quickly, not wanting to be caught staring, but I couldn’t shake the nagging feeling of curiosity.

“Shit, time’s almost up,” Niccolo suddenly announced, snapping us all out of our conversations. Everyone checked their phones for the time. Some of us had one more class left, while others, like me, were done for the day. I silently celebrated the fact that I didn’t have any more obligations. We all began packing up and saying our goodbyes, and I decided to take the long way home, wanting to enjoy a walk with my music.

While I was about to start walking away from campus, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I pulled out one earbud and turned around, already dreading who it might be. Of course, it was Eren.

I sighed and, without a word, put my earbud back in, continuing to walk. But he wasn’t letting me go that easily. "Wait," he called after me. I stopped but didn’t bother turning around this time. “What?” I asked, my tone flat, trying to keep the distance between us.

"Come on, I’ll give you a ride," he offered. I shot back with a quick, “No thanks,” and started walking again. I really didn’t want to deal with him right now.

But then he grabbed my arm and spun me around, clearly more frustrated than before. “God, if you keep walking, I swear...” he muttered, closing his eyes for a second as if trying to control his temper.

I yanked my arm out of his grip and crossed them over my chest. “What is it, Eren?” I asked, exasperated.

“Let me give you a ride as an apology. For this morning,” he said, softer now, looking at me more earnestly. “We literally live together.” I stared at him, weighing my options. I really wanted to say no, to just keep walking and avoid the whole situation. But Armin’s words from earlier crept into my mind. Maybe this could be the start of finding that “something” Armin seemed so sure I’d like about Eren.

“Fine,” I muttered, feeling like I might regret this decision but going along with it anyway.

He led the way to his car, and we both got in, the tension settling in as soon as the doors closed. The awkwardness between us was suffocating, and I instantly regretted not just walking home. The car felt too small, like the air was thicker, and the silence was far from comfortable. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves, and rested my head against the seat, turning to look out the window. The sound of the engine humming was the only noise, and it only made the silence feel heavier.

The longer we drove in that silence, the more anxious I felt. My fingers tapped lightly on my knee as I tried to distract myself, but all I could think about was how I just wanted this ride to be over. I thought about breaking the silence but I didn’t even know where to start. Every second dragged on, my thoughts running wild, wondering what he was thinking, and why he insisted on driving me. But mostly, I wondered how much longer this silent, awkward drive would last.

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat, stealing a quick glance at Eren out of the corner of my eye. He had his hands gripping the wheel, his knuckles turning slightly white, and his jaw was clenched like he was holding something back. I could tell he wanted to say something, but knowing Eren, he’d probably just stay stubbornly quiet. The silence between us stretched until I couldn’t take it anymore.

“So… you’ve been pretty quiet,” I said, breaking the ice, my voice sounding a little shakier than I wanted it to. I didn’t even know why I was trying to make small talk. Maybe it was the tension, or maybe it was what Armin said earlier, not sure.

He didn’t respond immediately, and for a second, I thought he was going to keep ignoring me. Then, without looking at me, he spoke. “I didn’t mean to piss you off this morning,” he muttered, his voice low, almost like he was trying not to be overheard by his own thoughts.

That caught me off guard. I didn’t expect an apology, not from Eren. He usually doubled down or shrugged things off like they didn’t matter. “You didn’t piss me off,” I said, almost reflexively, but even I knew that was a lie.

He let out a frustrated sigh, shaking his head. “Don’t lie. I know I did. I get it. I’m messy, I’m loud, and I don’t pick up after myself. But it’s not like you’re perfect either, you know?” His voice had an edge to it, but there was something softer underneath, something that almost sounded like guilt.

I didn’t know how to respond to that. Part of me wanted to keep arguing, to tell him he had no idea how difficult he made things for me, but another part of me wanted to understand why he was even bothering to apologize now. I opened my mouth to speak but then closed it, feeling the lump in my throat rising.

“I didn’t say I was perfect,” I finally admitted. “I’m just… tired, Eren. Tired of all of it.” My voice was quiet, almost defeated, as I stared out the window again. “I didn’t come here to play house with you or deal with this constant tension between us. It’s exhausting.”

The car fell back into silence, but this time, it wasn’t the same awkward, heavy silence as before. It felt different like both of us were waiting for the other to say something real for the first time.

Eren’s grip on the steering wheel loosened a little. “I know,” he said softly. “I didn’t expect to… I don’t know, live like this either. I thought it’d be different. Easier.” His voice trailed off for a moment, and I could see him wrestling with his thoughts.

I turned to look at him, my eyebrows knitting together. “Then why do you act like you don’t care? Like none of this matters to you?” The frustration was clear in my voice now, bubbling up from everything I’d been holding back for so long.

Eren took a deep breath. “I do care,” he said quietly. “It’s just… I’m not good at showing it. Not with all this other stuff going on.” He paused, glancing at me quickly before looking back at the road. “There’s more happening than just you and me fighting over dishes and who’s more responsible. I’ve got my own shit to figure out.”

His words caught me off guard again. I knew Eren had his own struggles, but he’d never been the type to talk about them. He always kept things bottled up until they exploded in moments like this morning.

For a second, I considered asking him what was really going on, but something held me back. Maybe it was fear, or maybe it was just knowing that neither of us was ready to really open up yet. Instead, I let out a sigh and leaned back in the seat.

“We’ve got to figure something out,” I said quietly, almost more to myself than to him. “This isn’t working.”

“I know,” he replied, his voice just as soft. “I’ll try harder. But I need you to meet me halfway.”

The tension between us hadn’t completely disappeared, but for the first time in a long while, it felt like we were actually getting somewhere. Maybe it wasn’t a solution, not yet, but it was a step. And that was more than I’d expected when I got into the car with him.

I was going to answer back, but it seemed like we already made it back to the dorm, so I just kept quiet for now. After that talk, things started getting a bit more normal, I think? Even though we’d been giving each other space, I couldn’t help but wonder if things were really as normal as they seemed. The lack of arguing didn’t mean things were fixed, and I knew ignoring the tension wouldn’t make it go away. I sighed, brushing away the thoughts of Eren as my phone buzzed again with more messages from the girls’ group chat. Tonight was supposed to be a break from everything, a night to let loose and enjoy myself, but my mind was stuck on him.

MIKA: Okayyy are you guys ready??

MIKA: Omg, we need to take a ton of pictures tonight!

Me: YES, just gotta put my shoes on

SASH: Girl, I’m already dressed and looking too fine, Annie is with me and also ready to goooo.

HISTORIA: Ymir and I are ready as well, and we’re bringing drinks for pregame 🥂.

MIKA: Okay here’s how it's going to go, First I pick up Sasha and Annie, then Historia and Ymir, then lastly Eren’s lover! Okay, we are good to go🥳

Me: Excuse me who are you picking up last?

HISTORIA: ooo did we miss anything??

YMIR: Spill now.

MIKA: 🙄

MIKA: yk we are going to talk about it

Me: Yeah I think I’m going to make a rain check for this girl's night

MIKA: No you're not ☺️, Leaving my house right now, I’ll be there in 10 so get your cute ass ready 💋.

I rolled my eyes, but a small grin tugged at my lips. If anyone could pull me out of a funk, it was Mikasa and the rest of the girls. Despite the swirling thoughts about Eren, I knew tonight would be fun, and maybe that’s what I needed to stop overthinking for a bit.

Grabbing my jacket and bag, I quickly checked my reflection in the mirror. Satisfied with my outfit and makeup, I headed to the kitchen for a quick snack—no way was I about to drink on an empty stomach. I grabbed a bag of chips, poured some into a bowl, and leaned against the counter while snacking. As I reached for another handful, a few chips slipped through my fingers and scattered on the floor. I sighed and bent down to pick them up.

Just then, Eren’s door swung open. I froze, hearing his voice cut through the silence. He was on the phone.

“Armin, I’m serious about this,” he said, clearly frustrated, pacing in the living room. Armin’s voice was faint, but I could still make out his response.

“Okay, okay, I get it. But you’re acting like it’s a big deal. She’s just a person, man. Talk to her like an adult,” Armin laughed.

“I swear I’ll come over and beat the shit out of you,” Eren replied in an eerily calm tone.

“Alright, alright, sorry,” Armin muttered.

There was a long pause, and then Eren spoke again, his voice quieter this time. “I don’t know, man. Ever since that conversation in the car, I’ve had this weird feeling in my chest. It’s driving me insane. That’s why I’ve been ignoring her.”

My heart nearly stopped. Was he talking about me?

I stayed frozen, crouched on the floor, not wanting him to know I’d overheard. But of course, the universe had other plans.

RING. RING. RING.

My phone blared to life, Mikasa’s name lighting up the screen. I panicked, fumbling to silence it, but it was too late. Eren’s footsteps stopped, and I could feel him staring at me. Slowly, I stood up and turned to face him. His expression was a mix of shock and embarrassment as if he’d just been caught doing something he shouldn’t.

“I-I thought you left,” he stammered, hanging up his own call.

“Uh, yeah… I was just about to.” I grabbed my things in a rush, my mind racing for an exit strategy.

“Wait, hold on,” Eren said, his voice softer now, as if he wanted to explain.

I stopped but didn’t turn around. “Look, I didn’t mean to overhear your conversation. I’m sorry. Can we talk about it later? I really need to go.”

“Yeah, sure,” he muttered, sounding just as awkward as I felt.

Without another word, I bolted for the door, not daring to look back.

As soon as I was out the door, my heart was racing. I couldn’t believe I had just overheard Eren talking about me like that, and worse, he knew I’d heard. The whole situation felt surreal. I was barely processing his words, let alone my own feelings about what I’d just witnessed. That “weird feeling in his chest”? What did that even mean? And why did it bother him so much? My mind was spinning as I rushed down the stairs and out of the building.

Mikasa’s car pulled up just in time, the headlights flashing as she waved at me from the driver’s seat. I took a deep breath, trying to shake off the awkwardness that was still lingering from the interaction with Eren. Getting into the car, I forced a smile, hoping she wouldn’t immediately sense that something was off.

“Ready to party?” she asked, her usual excitement shining through. The girls in the backseat echoed her enthusiasm with cheers and chatter, making it impossible not to smile at least a little.

“Yeah, totally,” I replied, though my voice felt far from convincing. I tried to immerse myself in the energy of the car, but Eren’s words kept replaying in my mind. Why was he feeling weird? Why had he been ignoring me because of it?

As we drove off, I leaned back in my seat, glancing out the window, hoping the night out would help me forget about it for now. But deep down, I knew this wasn’t something that would just go away.

“Here, drink this!” Sasha said, thrusting a cup into my hand. I took it, confused. “Wait, we’re drinking already?” I glanced around at the group, noticing everyone nodding enthusiastically—everyone except Mikasa, of course.

Without much hesitation, I took a sip, letting the alcohol work its magic and pushing my worries to the back of my mind. A few more minutes passed, and we finally parked.

“AHH, we’re here!” Mikasa squealed, grabbing my hand and jumping excitedly. We’d decided to hit up one of the most popular bars in the city for our girls’ night out, and with the alcohol starting to hit me, I was just as excited as she was.

After flashing our IDs, we stepped inside, the heavy bass of the music pulsing through our bodies. Our first stop was the bar, and the night took off from there—two hours of drinking, laughing, dancing, and just letting loose. Eventually, we stumbled to a booth at the back of the bar, another round of drinks in hand.

“Damn, Annie, I didn’t know you could dance like that! Armin is one lucky guy,” Sasha teased, making Annie laugh and wave her hand dismissively.

“Omg, you know what we should talk about?” Historia slurred, clearly tipsy. We all turned to her, curious. Her gaze landed on me. “You,” she said, pointing a wobbly finger in my direction.

“RIGHT! What’s up with this ‘Eren’s lover’ thing? Are you two dating or what?” Ymir asked, smirking as she took a sip of her drink.

I scoffed, “NO.”

“Not yet,” Mikasa added, grinning mischievously.

I groaned and put my head down on the table. “How many times do I have to say it? It’s complicated. We’re basically ignoring each other right now, and when we do talk, it’s just *hiccup* awkward.”

Mikasa leaned in, her voice soft but serious. “Look, I’ve known Eren my whole life. That man is crazy about you.”

“Yeah, crazy enough to drive me crazy,” I mumbled to myself, rolling my eyes.

But to my surprise, Annie spoke up. “I gotta agree with Mikasa. I’ve seen it myself.”

I lifted my head and looked at her, surprised. “Wait, what do you mean?”

“Ooo, this is getting good,” Sasha said, leaning in closer to Historia, while Ymir pulled Historia closer to herself as if they were settling in for some drama.

Annie smiled slyly. “Remember the day he offered to drive you home? That was because Armin and I pushed him to do it. He was nervous about asking you himself.”

I blinked in disbelief. “Nervous? About me?”

Sasha grinned. “Well, well, seems like Eren’s not as smooth as he pretends to be.”

The whole table erupted in laughter, but my mind was spinning. Eren, nervous? Over me? I wasn’t sure what to make of that, but it added a layer to things I hadn’t seen before.

“You know what would solve all your problems with Yeager?” Ymir asked, a mischievous glint in her eye. I turned to her, my face full of confusion. “You two just need to fuck.”

I choked on my drink, coughing as I shook my head. Well, that sobered me up real quick. “No, no, absolutely not. That’s not gonna happen,” I said, wiping my mouth with a napkin.

“Why not?” Sasha chimed in, wide-eyed with curiosity.

“Yeah, I kind of agree with Ymir,” Historia said, nodding.

Annie, who had been quiet for a while, just smirked and shrugged. “Makes sense to me.”

Great, now I was officially cornered by my friends, all focused on my complicated relationship with Eren. The rest of the night became a blur of drinks and conversations about him—lucky me. By then, I had switched to water, trying to sober up before the night ended.

Around 2 a.m., we decided to call it quits. Ymir, who could hold her liquor like a pro, drove us all home. After she dropped me off, I waved my goodbyes, rolling my eyes at their teasing “good luck” wishes.

Climbing the stairs to my apartment, my mind replayed the night’s conversations, particularly Ymir’s blunt suggestion: You guys need to fuck. I shook my head, trying to push away the ridiculous idea. “Absolutely not,” I muttered to myself.

I unlocked the door quietly, stepping inside. The place was dark, which meant Eren had probably gone to bed. I sighed with relief—no awkward encounters tonight. But as I flicked on the kitchen lights, I jumped at the sight of Eren sprawled on the couch, surrounded by empty beer cans.

A small scream escaped me, causing him to stir and sit up groggily, rubbing his eyes.

“Oh my god, you scared me,” I gasped, my heart still racing.

Eren blinked a few times, looking around before his gaze settled on me. “Sorry,” he mumbled, still half-asleep.

I stood there for a moment, unsure of what to do next, the tension in the air thickening as the awkwardness between us returned.

“What time is it?” he asked, standing up and stretching, giving me a glimpse of his stomach. I quickly looked away, trying to ignore the sudden flutter in my chest.

“2:10,” I muttered quietly. He groaned while picking up the empty beer cans, and tossing them into the bin on the other side of the kitchen.

“You were out for that long?” he asked, his tone a mix of curiosity and irritation.

“Why does it matter to you?” I shot back, crossing my arms defensively. My eyes dropped to the floor, trying to avoid looking at him.

“I’ve been waiting for you to get back. I need to explain that phone call… it’s been eating at me.”

Ugh, no, please. Not tonight.

“Can we do this tomorrow? I’m exhausted,” I said, slipping off my heels, realizing I’d forgotten to leave them at the front door.

“Just listen to me,” he said, ignoring my plea as he launched into his explanation, rambling on about the call. But my mind was elsewhere—on Ymir’s stupid suggestion. I don’t want to sleep with him. He’s irresponsible, reckless, irritating, and infuriating. And his stupid, gorgeous face. His perfect lips. Wait—no. Stop it.

“Are you even listening?” Eren’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. He was leaning forward now, his arm resting on the table, his face inches from mine.

“Huh?” I blinked, trying to focus.

He sighed in frustration, dragging his hand down his face. “You’re infuriating, you know that?”

I shrugged, meeting his gaze. “I’ve heard.”

The tension between us was unbearable, thick enough to suffocate. We just stared at each other, the silence stretching until it felt like something had to break.

Finally, I stood up, breaking eye contact. “Well, if this conversation’s over, I’m going to my room.”

I turned to leave, but before I could take another step, Eren grabbed my arm and spun me around. Without warning, his hands cupped my face, and in an instant, his lips crashed into mine.

The frustration and tension between us melted away, replaced by a sudden surge of desire. I melted into him, my fingers instinctively tangling in his hair as the kiss deepened. It was filled with passion, with urgency. Eren’s hands slid to my waist, pulling me even closer as the heat between us intensified. It felt good—too good.

Wait, no. This isn’t right.

I pulled back, my lips still tingling from the lingering sensation of his. Looking up at him, I saw the confusion in his eyes. “What’s wrong?” he asked softly, his hand resting on my hip.

“N-No… this can’t happen,” I stammered, taking a step back, though I already regretted leaving his warmth. “This whole situation is confusing enough, and this… this will only make it worse.”

He sighed, his gaze still locked on mine, intense and unwavering. The silence between us stretched, awkward, and charged with the things we weren’t saying. Slowly, Eren stepped forward, brushing a stray lock of hair behind my ear before cupping my shoulders and pulling me in once again.

But this time, it wasn’t for a kiss on the lips.

He kissed my forehead, soft and slow, then my nose, my cheek, my jaw, and finally my neck. Each kiss was deliberate, lingering, and my breath hitched as his lips moved lower. His hands followed, trailing down my body with maddening precision. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t breathe. Eren was intoxicating, overwhelming every corner of my mind and soul.

“You don’t know how long I’ve wanted to do this,” he whispered against my neck, his voice sending a shiver down my spine. His kisses grew more intense, and I snapped back to reality, realizing just how deep I was falling.

Oh god.

The kisses trailed higher once again, prompting me to wrap my arms around his neck. He stared at me, his voice barely above a whisper, "Do you want this?" Without thinking, I blurted, "Fuck yes."

A smile played on his lips as he claimed mine once more, his need growing with every passing second. Just as I was about to pull back and suggest we move to his room, he deepened the kiss. His hands gripped my ass, lifting me effortlessly as he strode towards my room. This Fucker. The door slammed shut behind us, and he laid me down on the bed, breaking the kiss to gaze down at me. I panted, my heart pounding in anticipation of what was to come.

"God, you drive me crazy, you know that," he murmured, his lips returning to my neck in a passionate kiss. I couldn't help the small moan that escaped me, lost as I was in his touch, his words, his games. Maybe I should have been embarrassed by how easily he got under my skin, but at that moment, I simply didn't care.

He pulled back yet again, leaving me breathless and wanting. Before I could even process my thoughts, he'd stripped off his shirt and tossed it across my room. Any words I might have had abandoned me, leaving me staring at his incredible physique in stunned silence. "Wow, all of this finally gets you to shut up for a second, maybe I should’ve fucked you earlier" he teased, pulling me upright and claiming my mouth in another scorching kiss. His hands found the zipper of my dress and slid it down, the sound echoing in the room.

He slipped the dress over my head, his hands gentle as he eased me back onto the bed. "Yeah, you should’ve," I finally managed to retort, my voice muffled against his lips.

His hands moved behind my back once more, but this time, his focus was on my bra. With a practiced touch, he unfastened it with a single hand. "How many girls have you done that to?" I teased, trying to sound collected despite the flutter in my chest. "Does it matter?" he countered, his voice low and husky. "The only person I'm going to do it for from now on is you baby."

He slid the bra straps down my arms, his fingers grazing my skin and sending shivers through me. As he bared me to his gaze, he leaned in, his lips tracing a path from my collarbone to the swell of my right breast. "Oh, gosh, Eren," I breathed, his warm tongue setting my nerves ablaze. He didn't neglect my left side, his hand cupping and squeezing my flesh as his mouth worked its magic.

My mind was short-circuited, overwhelmed by the pleasure coursing through me. I couldn't believe how my day had derailed, from waking up alone to Eren worshiping my body. He finally lifted his head, his eyes gleaming with desire as he stood and licked his lips. "God, you're gorgeous," he murmured, pressing a gentle kiss to my cheek, then my lips, the contact making me ache for more.

My hand instinctively reached for him, finding the hard length of his erection straining against his pants. He groaned into my mouth, his hips rolling into my touch as he pressed himself against me. "F-Fuck," he panted, laughter threading through the curse. He guided my hand deeper into his hard length, then higher to explore his chest, his nipples peeking under my touch, then lastly to his lips, where he pressed light kisses to the middle of my palm. At that moment, I knew I was a goner.

He gently laid my hand back down to my chest. Standing upright, he began to unbutton his pants, swiftly removing them. For a moment, I felt no shame in staring. But then I met his gaze, his eyes watching my every move, and a flutter of anxiety rose in my chest. I wasn't sure where to look next.

He bent back down, his lips brushing against my jaw as his hands slid lower, to the hem of my panties. "May I?" he asked, his voice soft. I nodded without hesitation. "I need words, baby," he said, looking back at me with an intense heat in his eyes. "Yes," I replied quickly. "Yes, please."

Eren pressed one more sweet kiss to my lips, his mouth trailing lower and lower as he slid my panties down my legs. He moved lower, his face inches from mine, his lips pressing gentle kisses around my center. I felt myself growing wetter, my breath catching. "Eren, please," I begged, my fingers tangling in his hair.

"Please what? What do you need sweet girl?" Eren asked, looking up at me. His nicknames always made my heart flutter, even if I wouldn't admit it out loud. I took a deep breath, pushing past my embarrassment. "I need you to fuck me," I admitted. "I need you inside me."

He didn't make me wait for his response. With a groan, Eren's tongue slid along my center, sucking my clit into his mouth as he spread my legs wider. I cried out, my hips arching off the bed. "Holy shit, Eren, don't stop," I begged and whined, my fingers pulling him closer. He moaned against me, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through me. I hadn't felt this good in years.

Eren didn’t stop, and it felt so fucking good. It just went on with his tongue for a few more minutes, my whole body in bliss, pulling me closer to my climax. “Fuck Eren, it's so good, your so good,” I said moving my hips to match his pace, moaning too loud. I bit my lip looking down at him between my legs, then I noticed his hips slowly rolling onto my bed. Before thinking anymore he pushed a finger into me, pushing it in and out. “Cumming, I’m cumming, FUCK!” I said whining, my knees buckled while going through my high. He left my core, all swollen and wet.

My eyes started to shut, exhaustion was hitting me pretty fast after calming down. “Hey hey,” Eren said kissing my face, his kisses were soft, yet filled with a fiery passion that sent shivers down my spine. “Just a little longer, Do sleep yet baby” I opened my eyes, “We still aren’t done yet”.

He chuckled, brushing a stray hair behind my ear. “You’re adorable when you’re sleepy.” I rolled my eyes playfully, but the affection in his gaze made my heart flutter.

Kissing me again, I could taste myself on him and I basically melted in his touch. Wrapping my arms around him, I savored the moment.

“I can’t wait any longer,” I whispered, my hands starting to trail down his abs, moving lower to his underwear band. Without hesitation, I pulled it down not wanting to wait, eager to finally feel him. He helps me and yanks it off of him. The sheer size of his dick made me worried on if it will fit or not. I gripped the tip softly and he bucks his hips instantly, “Shit” He said closing his eyes and encouraging me to continue.

While doing that I swiftly grabbed a condom from my drawer giving it to him. “You just have these laying in your room?” he spoke out while tearing it open, moving my hand away and rolling it on himself, “You never know, always gotta be safe,” I said while holding on to his arms for support. “Even during sex your just as a goody to shoes” making me frown, “Kidding, It’s cute baby” he smiled kissing me while rubbing his tip in between my cunt.

"I'll go in slow, okay? Let me know if it hurts," he whispered, pressing his forehead against mine.

"O-Okay," I managed to say, breathless and nervous.

He started with his tip, and we both groaned in pleasure. The pain was there, but it felt so good. Inch by inch, he went deeper, and my eyes rolled back with every second. His fingers gripped my thighs as he finally bottomed out. His face was in my neck, breathing heavily, and I had my hands around his back, ready for him to move.

Without a word, he started thrusting harder and harder. "F-Fuck," he gasped. "You're so t-tight and warm, fuckkk." He rolled his head back, grabbing both my legs and placing them on his shoulders.

"So good, fuck Eren!" I exclaimed, grabbing his face in my hands.

"Yeah? You like it when I fuck your greedy pussy like this?" he asked, thrusting harder. I couldn't breathe anymore. I nodded fast.

"Yes, yes, your fucking dick feels amazing, oh my god," I moaned uncontrollably.

I felt close, but I knew I never wanted this to end.

It was too much—overwhelming, yet I savored every second of it. My heart raced, and I found myself biting down on my finger, then my hand, my lip—anything to try and ground myself in that moment. But it was all too good, scrambling my brain, leaving no room for coherent thoughts or words. I was lost, completely consumed by the sensation, and I didn’t want to find my way back.

“S-Shit if you keep squeezing me like that I’ll fucking cum, ughh” he groaned picking up his pace basically making me lose all my air. “E-Eren mhmm!” Moans escaping my mouth every second I have a desire to open my mouth. “Yeah keep screaming my name out like that baby” he said pushing his head in the curve of my neck, his cock was abusing my cunt, I didn’t know if I can take this much longer.

The little noises he let out in my ears is what did it for me, making me cum hard and fast. My nails clawing erens back made me lose my mind, then seconds later I felt eren finish into the condom whining in my ear.

The room was filled with the sound of heavy breathing, both of us still tangled together, with Eren still inside me. I wrapped my arms around him, not wanting the moment to end, not wanting to face reality just yet. I had just slept with Eren Yeager—my roommate. Damn it, Ymir was right.

Ugh, it’s so bright. My tired eyes squinted against the morning light streaming through the curtains, forcing me awake. I looked around, making sure I was in my own room. It didn’t even matter—my head was pounding from last night. The girls’ night out, and… something else. Oh shit.

Slowly, I turned over, dreading what I’d see. There he was. Eren, peacefully asleep, in my bed, his head resting on my pillows. Someone pinch me.

I sank deeper into my sheets, replaying all the memories from last night. It felt like a fever dream. I had seen another side of Eren—one that I knew, deep down, I’d crave from now on. I’d wanted to give him a chance to fix our relationship, to build something like a healthy roommate bond, but now that he was half-naked in my bed, that plan had gone out the window.

My head throbbed as my mind clouded with thoughts of how things would play out. Could I let Eren into my heart, or was I too scared to face what that might mean? The overthinking only made my headache worse. I needed to stop spiraling.

Before I could dwell any further, I felt his arms wrap around me, making me freeze. The racing thoughts stopped. Eren’s breath tickled my hair as he pulled me closer, his hold gentle but firm, grounding me in the moment.

“What’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”Eren whispered into my ear, his lips trailing soft kisses along my shoulder. His breath was warm against my skin, and I felt the tension in my chest tighten. Do I tell him the truth? Should I just stay quiet for now?

“Just tell me,” he urged, pulling me closer. His touch was reassuring, but my thoughts were still a mess. I turned to face him, my heart pounding, and caught his gaze. He smiled at me, his lips brushing against mine before pulling back slightly to kiss the tip of my nose.

“Hey,” I said awkwardly, returning a soft smile.

“What’s up?” He pushed a strand of hair behind my ear, his fingers lingering for a moment. I hesitated again before asking, “What… what are we, Eren?”

His brows furrowed slightly, a flicker of confusion passing over his face. I braced myself, nervous about his response.

“Want me to be honest?” He traced a finger gently across my cheek. I nodded, holding my breath.

“I want to be yours, and I want you to be mine. I’ve been thinking about it for a while now,” he said, his voice low and sincere. “I know things have been messy, and I’ll work on it. I’ll fix my attitude, be better about my habits—whatever it takes. I just want to be with you. I’ll take you on real dates, buy you flowers, get your favorite food… just give me a chance.”

He wrapped his arms around me again, pulling me into a tight embrace. His words dissolved all my worries and hitting me hard, breaking down every wall I had tried to keep up. He was nervous, but honest, and I could feel the weight of his sincerity. I couldn’t help but giggle at his heartfelt confession.

“Yes,” I said, smiling up at him. “I’d love to give us a chance.”

Before I could react, he scooped me up effortlessly, laying me back onto the bed, positioning himself above me. His kisses trailed along my jawline, and I laughed as he showered my face with affection, feeling a warmth spread through me.

Later that morning, while lying tangled in the sheets, I grabbed my phone and sent Ymir a quick text: “You were right.”

I glanced over at Eren, his hand still intertwined with mine as he lazily traced circles on my skin.

Maybe this won’t be so bad after all.

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cornerstoreclown · 1 month ago

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Helooo agaain :P this is not really a request (but feel free to write anything you want ) is more of a "how do you see this" i wanted to ask if you see Art capable of being vulnerable with the reader. Or even showing the itty bittiest amount of affection. I love to explore his character and not only read about the shallow exterior, but to explore a bit more than meets the eye yk? I feel like you capture that essence of him really well thats why i like your writing so much (sorry if i went off topic lol) bye bye 🫶🏻

Always glad to see you! And you truly have a way of flattering me. (It’s working 🙈❤️)

I do see Art as being capable of being vulnerable with the dear reader. I think that it really depends on their personality overall, but vulnerability with Art … It’s reminded me of a quote about Harley Quinn and Joker I read somewhere years ago in my teenage years.

Everyone’s seen the Joker laugh, only Harley has seen him cry. Now, I’m not saying Art has the capacity to cry, because I don’t think he has any functional tear ducts—crying here could be more figurative. Sadness does not always have to involve tears.

Everyone’s only ever seen Art smile and silently laugh. You have the privilege of seeing him when he’s not smiles. The reader has seen his other array of emotions that harken back to his humanity. Whenever he had it. Now how much of said humanity there was is up for debate.

And especially given the most recent movie? DHT believes that Art is now more dangerous than ever and I’m inclined to agree with him. Art is scared now. He’s now physically vulnerable. Our reader would get to see him scared. To the rest of the world he’s a cornered animal and willing to pull out all the stops to survive. And he will. But you’ve seen the fear in his eyes, that primal drive that lingers in every living creature that kickstarts us and fills us with the will and desire to live.

Affection with Art involves being able to share a space with him and not get your skull cracked in. I do see him as more on a grey ace spectrum as he’s primarily motivated by murder and mutilation, but you get intimacy every once in a blue moon. It’s not important to him compared to the joy and euphoria he gets in harming and eviscerating and killing others, but he’ll humor you—so as long as you’re okay with a little pain. Intimacy with him involves a bit of give and take. You can get some moments of tenderness and romance in exchange for your blood and pain and occasional suffering. It’s a very… sadomasochistic relationship and he’s going to drag you down into the deepest depths of hell with him. It’s about ruining you. He will literally be the end of you, but I suppose there’s something to be said for that level of devotion and love to jump for him, knowing what doom awaits you on the other side. You’re going to sacrifice every piece of yourself.

He’s a parasite who will devour you from the inside in the most thrilling, delicious, yet agonizing way possible. But at least he’s funny.

#art the clown x reader #art the clown x you #x reader #i went on a ramble you triggered something in me #i channeled the inner roleplayer in me there for a second #cornerstore musings #cornerstore asks #seluuneschosen

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jackchampiongf13 · 1 year ago

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“One hell of a Women.”

Word Count: 1.0k

Pairing: Neteyam Sully x fem!reader

Summary: Y/n has gone through lots of trauma in one lifetime. She gets mad at her one and only true love for risking his life in battle even though they aren’t even together yet.

A/n: I am seriously sorry for not posting anything for like weeks but school has been kicking my ass. Thank you so much for the support on my last post I love you all sm!! Also ik I said I would only ever write for Jack but I feel back into my obsession rabbit hole with Neteyam so I thought why not write a series(maybe depending how I feel) on it. Love you all❤️❤️😝🦃

��———————————————————————— From a young age you were very mature. You were always silly, but oh so wise. When you were 4 your mother was killed by your father. You had witnessed this gruesome attack but still held deep love for your father. This made you stronger and a mighty warrior. In the village many people knew this, including Jake Sully.

Your mother came from the same background as Jake Sully. Making you very close to his children. Your mother had come with Jake and Norm and ended up falling in love with a Navi. This man turned against you and your own mother after being bribed by Miles Quaritch to have everything he has ever wanted. But he had to kill his mate. And you, but you survived which he did not know of. Thinking he erased his entire past he moved on and helped Miles with his plan to kill Jake Sully.

Since you had no one anymore Jake gladly stood up to care for you and convinced his mate Neytiri, who also was happy to be there for you because of how close the two were.

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“You fucking dumbass!” You shouted. No shouted is not good enough to describe how loud you were being. “What you thought that was ok to do? Lo’ak you are a stupid moron who does not take orders!” You flick his head making him jump back out from being surprised in pain.

“I- look I’m sorry I jus-“ he starts to get out but you flick his head again. “Listen to me. You don’t get to say sorry or say anything!” You start to go off on him but then his brother jumps in “Look Y/n this is my fault it’s ok let’s just go back ok?” Neteyam says in a tempting voice making you want to listen. “You too! You say no you don’t egg him on you idiot. I mean god I know he doesn’t listen but jesus drag him by his ear!” Lo’aks ears go down as he can’t even look you in the eyes, but Neteyam can. And he is. Making you almost stop. But you can’t.

“I’m older than the both of you! I get to yell at the both of you for being idiots. 1, Lo’ak are you kidding me? You get to have a role in the battle but you always need more! Fucking more? 2, your father, YOUR CLAN LEADER gave you a role to follow but what do you do instead? You don’t listen! I don’t care if he’s your father and you don’t care if you get in trouble by him but I do! I’m in charge of your asses out there and if either of you get hurt I get shit for months.” Neteyam starts to smirk while looking at the both of you. He’s thinking Lo’ak deserves this big ass lecture.

“AND YOU! Don’t even start to smirk. Say no! No Lo’ak! I will not let you mess up everything and HARM so many other people because you are selfish!” You yell pushing your finger into his beautifully chiseled chest. He stands there listening respectfully like the gentleman he is. “Guys I’m sorry but what were you thinking?! You could have hurt yourself Lo’ak! You could have killed your brother too! And I know I’m this moment it may not seem like it but I love you both so deeply and don’t want to see you get hurt.”

They both smile at you and you roll your eyes and walk off pissed. But god so heavily in love with Neteyam.

“I don’t understand what you see in that women Neteyam.” Lo’ak says while looking at his brother watch you walk away.

“She’s one hell of a women and it does stuff to me” Lo’ak frowns.

“Get a room freak.” Neteyam frowns at this comment but can’t help just rethink everything thay just happened and smile the slightest bit.

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Hours later you are in your tent just laying on your cot. You start to feel sorry and want to go apologize realizing you were way to harsh. Especially on Neteyam. It’s not like he can control his crazy brother.

Before you even know it your legs are taking you to your crushes tent. You begin to walk slowly but your heart begins to beat faster so you pick up your pace just to get this over with.

“Nete are you here?” You know hoping he’s not. “Yes come in!” He shouts back. Oh shit.

Walk in and smile and he smiles back. He looks into your gorgeous eyes but you quickly look away to much of a coward to look at him.

“What’s up? You’re not one to apologize you are way to stubborn.” You giggle knowing this is very true. “I know but I can’t help but not say sorry. I was being very selfish back there. I know Lo’ak never listens you couldn’t do anything about him.” You start to fiddle with your fingers but he stops you and makes you look him in the eyes. “Look love it’s ok I thought it was funny you going off on him. He totally deserved that and now he’s scared of you.” you laugh again.

“I am sorry Nete it was so rude of me.” He takes your hand in his “Love stop apologizing.” Your cheeks betray you and start to blush hard for the second time at the nickname.

“Nete, I-“ suddenly a scream is heard and next thing you know your running towards the mysterious noise.

#neteyam imagine #neteyam sully #neteyam x reader

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bellarkeselection · 2 years ago

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Hey if you’re still taking Kayce request, would love a jealous Kayce if you could :)

My Only Cowboy

Leaning my back against one of the wooden pens inside the barn Ryan and I were talking about something that happened when we went to the bar together the other night. Ryan and I were life long friends and had went to the same high school when we were teenagers. Footsteps approached the entrance of the barn where I turned my head in the direction seeing that it was my boyfriend Kayce. “What the hell we’re you doing with my girlfriend at a bar last night. Did he hurt you at all?” He stomped up asking Ryan more so than me. Moving past the new ranch hand I lifted my gaze up to look at my boyfriend. “Kayce. There’s nothing to worry about between me and Ryan. He’s a new ranch hand of your fathers and an old friend of mine.” Kayce and I had started dating after he divorced his wife Monica. He was having trouble getting his son Tate to school since his truck was broken down. I offered him a ride and he offered to buy me dinner as a thank you. Somehow we ended up finding a lot in common.

Ryan shrugged his shoulders confused at what was happening exactly between us. I honestly didn’t know why Kayce seemed upset over this. “Kayce, I don’t know what you are thinking is going on. Y/n and I are just friends. We met up and she said that she was working out as the same place as I did.” Kanye stomped up turning his hand into a fist punching Ryan straight in the face. He collapsed onto the floor quickly getting to his feet taking a swing at the younger Dutton son where they ended up fighting until I shoved myself in between them. Holding my hands up I glanced between the pair raising my voice at them. “Kayce, enough alright. I don’t know what this is all about but you’re being completely ridiculous-“ He cut me off throwing his arms up shouting at me, I saw some tears slip out when his voice cracked in response. “Im jealous of him Y/n. I am jealous that you might find my family crazy and leave with Ryan. I can’t - I don’t want to go through another divorce and put Tate through something like that!” Blinking my eyes I was taken back by his words. I would have never thought he was the jealous insecure type.

“Kayce, come with me. We need to talk about this.” Grabbing his forearm I dragged him out of the barn and through the main house until we got into his bedroom slamming the door behind my back. “What makes you think that I would want to date Ryan when I am with you. I mean I am completely in love with you, Kayce Dutton. You are the only cowboy for me!” He blinked his eyes a few times slowly striding up to me cradling my face in his hands grinning through some tears. “You are in love with me…really in love with me. I thought…but you two are so close. I was just jealous…I’m so sorry.” Leaning up on my toes I smiled wrapping my arms around his neck kissing him deeply. He leans into the kiss tugging me closer until I jump up wrapping my legs around his waist. The kiss got heated where we fell back onto the bed panting heavily while we started to remove our clothes in a hurry. “I love you too Y/n. Maybe I should get jealous for often if this is the result.” Pressing my lips to his in a long kiss he smirked back to my reply. “Sssh Dutton. Don’t ruin the moment. You’ve got nothing to be jealous over.”

Comments really appreciated ❤️

#kayceduttonxreader #kayce dutton x fem!reader #kayce dutton x reader #kayce dutton #kayce dutton imagine #kayce dutton images #luke grimes #yellowstone fan fic #yellowstone imagines #yellowstone fanfiction #yellowstone fans #yellowstone fanfic #yellowstone imagine #yellowstone request #ask box is open for anything #yellowstone #comments really appreciated

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spongeofaces · 6 months ago

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hihi!! i’d like a romantic matchup for twst!!

i’m gigi and myself personality wise im very energetic most of the time but also like to spend time to myself every so often. i’m extroverted so i like to go out and adventure when i can especially with friends. i like to make jokes even if i’m not very good at it. i like to try a lot of different things but my favourite things i’ve picked up are singing dancing and reading, new experiences are very fun for me and i look forward to them

as for what i want in a partner, i want someone who can work well with my personality, so they are willing to go on new things and work with me when im being impatient. i want them to be very funny and able to make me laugh. i like it when people tease me sometimes so i think that would also be something i’d want. my love language is physical touch so i’d want someone who appreciates that and also gives physical touch back to me.

i rlly like people who are clingy and like to spend a lot of time around me or talking to me. but i don’t want someone who will cause like too much drama or make stuff about them when it’s not. i want them to be able to distinguish their problems from mine and not force them onto me.

on top of physical touch i also like to be able to spend a lot of time with the person so!!

first time doing this so hopefully this works well for what you need!!

Sorry for any bad grammar, hope you enjoy! ❤️

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I match Gigi with...

🌼 Kalim Al Asim 🌼

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We've had the sorcerer of the sands, the schemer of the sands, and now, the sweetheart of the sands. Your s/o is none other than Kalim Al Asim!

He matches your energy, jumping from one activity to the next, never still. A very hyper guy, so you might need to remind him when to take a break.

He'll blabber incoherently at times, being so excited to share something with you that he forgets to slow his words. Just tap him on the shoulder, it'll remind him to pause and take a breath.

You're going to be buried in gifts! He tries to convey his utmost adoration for you through every item, personalizing them to your tastes, maybe getting advice from Jamil on what he thinks you'd like most. If you end up giving him something back, he'll refuse to ever part with it, carrying it everywhere with him. It's his second greatest treasure. What's his first, you ask? You of course <3

Bubbly, sweet, supportive, patient, loving, affectionate - Kalim's practically every green flag that could exist in a relationship.

Always ready for a new adventure! He loves all the entertaining experiences you two have together, always coming up with fun propositions for how you guys can spend your time together the next time. Picnics? Yup! Amusement parks? Of course. Some completely obscure, probably haunted, forest in the middle of no-where? What the hell, sure.

He'll drag you along to all his boring family stuff, much to Jamil's dismay. You'll be joking around with him throughout every meeting. Just try not to be too loud, or the scolding you both'll get from Jamil later will rot your ears off.

Whenever music plays, Kalim's quick to grab you by the arm and drag you along for a dance. He always looks so happy during those moments, a big warm smile on his face as he spins you around. Letting loose with you is something he absolutely adores. Sometimes he gets a bit too excited, speeding up whilst spinning you around and around until you both trip over your own feet, falling down to the floor. He'll laugh and laugh, before eventually apologising for his clumsiness.

Just being around you brightens his day, he could shower you with affection forever. You might just be walking down the hall when all of a sudden you'll find yourself being tackled from behind with a hug.

Any time you walk together, Kalim'll intertwine his hand with yours, leaning against you as you make your way down the path.

He can't go 30 minutes without telling you he loves you at least once. He wants you to always know how much he cares for you.

Other options: Deuce, Floyd and Idia.

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland matchups #twst matchup #twst #kalim al asim #kalim al asim x reader

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vixlenxe · 2 years ago

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@x-ame-x-damnee-x @fckin-bubbles-multi @frznkingdom

whats more special than a romance between two women who both have something deeply deeply deeply deeply deeply wrong with them

#『I’m being Dragged down into Hell and you Jumped in to be with Me ❤️ VioletxTheo』#『We’re both Broken; but Together we can be Whole ❤️ VioletxMiyuu』#『I don’t need a Monster; I only need You ❤️ VioletxNera』#*sighs*#this do be them tho #[Lore and Ideas] Musings #【Will you be Mine; in this Life and then the Next?】Ship Aesthetic

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Dude I have a VERY strong feeling that Nailah is just as bossy as y/n and have the boys, I mean ALL of them, wrapped around their fingers so can u plz write a blurb on this❤️ love ur work soo much!!

I'm taking a dive into their teenage years the twins are 17 here. This blurb is mostly about them. Hope you like this. Let me know what you think.

Youngblood

Match made in hell (series)

Pairing : Mob! Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings : violence, blood

The men from the London tramps mc would be here in a minute for the deal as Harrison and Harry waited at speakeasy. Harrison’s eyes glanced at the crowd when he spotted someone. It’s none other than his god daughter Nailah. She was standing near the bar sipping on some expensive wine dressed in a leather jacket over a white top and dark jeans paired with ankle boots. The young bartender at the counter was blatanly flirting with her as she giggled at his words—only if he knew she’s just toying with him for her own amusement. She was way too smart for her own good.

Harrison pushed through the crowd and grabbed her by the arm, giving a warning glare to the bartender who went back to his work. “What are you doing down here?”

“Drinking.” Nailah lifted her glass coolly.

“Well I can see that but it’s not a good time for you to be here.” he said warily.

“This is my mum’s place. I can be here anytime I want.” she said haughtily.

“Ok but you will stay here, understand? We are meeting some people tonight. It's not safe outside.” he said.

“Ok.” she drawled. Harrison felt a buzz in his pocket and he took out his phone to see a text from the dealers. He looked at Harry silently telling him to follow him out of the diner.

Nailah quietly observed her uncles sneak out of the bar but her curiosity always made her do things which she was specifically told not to do. Maintaining a distance she followed them to the alley behind the diner where two trucks were parked. She stood behind one of them and watched the whole deal happen. After a few minutes two men walked up to the other truck when she heard them laughing among themselves about how the guns are fake and they’re gonna make a lot of money. This made her blood boil and she was about to step out to confront them.

“Where the hell are you doing here?” Nathan’s low and deep voice made her jump.

“God! You scared me!” Nailah pressed a hand to her chest gasping.

“Leah, it's the biker gang, they're dangerous. Go back inside the diner” he whispers.

“Those fucking wankers are selling us fake guns I heard one of them talking about it. We should go tell uncle Haz.”

“No we’re not. You go inside or else I’m calling mum.” he warned.

“Oh c’mon don’t be a sod.” she grumbled.

“You do know right, I'm five minutes older than you? So listen to your big brother.”

“I think mum will be equally thrilled to know about you sneaking into the woods during our summer camp.” her lips pull up to a smirk.

“What?” Nathan frowned in confusion.

“Don’t act surprised I saw you with that Petrova girl.”

Nathan’s eyes widened. “Leah, we're just friends!”

“You’re being a very bad influence on your baby sister.” she pouted, batting her eyes innocently.

“Nothing happened between us I swear!” he hissed when two large hands grabbed them by their necks. They struggled in their grasp and found two burly men one with a scar on his face another with heavily tattooed arms looking at them angrily.

They dragged them out from behind the truck leading them to their boss. “Boss, we found these two hiding behind the truck.” Harrison and Harry turn around to find Nathan and Nailah. None of them looked scared, instead they were both raging with anger.

“They are my nephew and niece, let them go.” Harry said quickly.

“So why were they hiding? Did you have other plans, Holland?” Vincent said crookedly.

“Uncle Haz, I heard them talking about all the guns being fake!” Nailah interrupted and Vincent’s jaws twitched as his body tensed up.

“Leah shut up for god’s sake!” Nathan barked.

“What?!” Harrison and Harry strided to the boxes to check the shipments and it turned out they were all fake.

“You really thought you could fool us so easily.” Harrison growled, pulling out his glock from inside of his jacket.

Vincent shot a blank in the air and everything went berserk after that as Harrison lunged towards him and Harry went to take down the fat guy standing beside him. Nathan gave a back kick straight to the kneecap of the scar faced guy he crouches down and then he brought down his elbow hard on his neck.

Meanwhile the tattooed guy who was holding Nailah lets go of her to jump into the fight assuming she’s just a helpless girl which was a big mistake for him. Nailah quickly bent down to pull out the knife from her boot and slashed him across his face from ear to jaw. He howled, pressing his hand to the cut as blood flowed through his fingers and she took the chance to stab him under the ribs. He dropped down writhing in pain.

“Fuck! Tom is going to kill us.” Harrison shook his head, looking around the whole mess.

****

You were sitting on the couch anxious as Tom paced in front of you seething in rage.

“Calm down will you?” you said.

“Calm down? Seriously?” He looked at you incredulously. “You know how dangerous it was?”

“You think I don’t know that? I’m their mother Tom! I’ve been worried sick since Harry called.” you snapped. His expression softened as he placed a hand on your shoulder gently.

“I understand, love.” he said with a soothing voice.

Just then the door opened as Harrison and Harry walked inside with Nailah and Nathan behind them. You jumped to your feet and rushed towards them.

“Are you two okay?” you cupped their faces with concern looking up and down their bodies. “Are you hurt?”

“We are absolutely fine mum. Don’t worry.” Nathan held your hand and smiled reassuringly.

“Nate how many times did I tell you not to get yourselves into trouble? And you took your sister too!” Tom’s voice was sharp and authoritative.

“Daddy it wasn’t Nate’s fault. I was the one who followed uncle Haz.” Nailah stepped forward defending her brother.

“That’s not an excuse, what if they had hurt you huh? Do you have any idea how worried your mother was this whole time?” Nathan and Nailah glanced down to their feet with guilt. “I know you both are young and feel this is all fun. But trust me it isn’t. There’s a reason why I and your mother want to keep you both away from all of this. We have a lot of enemies who are just looking for an opportunity to get back at us.” You went and laced your hand to Tom’s comfortingly as his tone softened. “And you two are all we have and if anything happens to you we won’t be able to survive.”

“We’re sorry dad. This won’t happen again.” They mumbled an apology.

“Tom cut them some slack.” Harrison said. “I know it was dangerous but if it wasn’t for Leah those bloody bikers would have sold us those fake guns.”

“Yeah I’m aware and I’m pleased about that.” Tom looked at Nailah smiling proudly. “But this will be the last time for both of you. No more messing around with the mafia or the MCs, that's our problem to deal with.” They nod in understanding.

“C’mon you guys go to your rooms and clean up. You both are dirty as hell.” You said scrunching your nose as they slowly made their way up the stairs. “And don’t think that you both are forgiven because I’m still mad at you and for that you’re not allowed at the diner.”

“Muuumm” They whined giving you their best puppy dog eyes.

“You heard me.” you said sternly. “You’re not going anywhere near that place until I make sure it’s safe.”

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#tom holland #mob! tom #mob! tom holland #tom holland x reader #tom holland blurb #tom holland smut #tom holland x you #tom holland x y/n #tom holland fanfiction #tom holland fluff #dad!tom

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vixlenxe · 2 years ago

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“Laying the warning out now. Anyone ever makes Theo start doubting herself again, I’ll hit you in the jaw so hard, you will think of me every time you try to eat something.”

#[I see you talking Shit] Dash Commentary #[God Hunter] Violent Violet; IC #『I’m being Dragged down into Hell and you Jumped in to be with Me ❤️ VioletxTheo』

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unfinshedsentec · 3 years ago

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HIII i saw your requests being open so i'm using this a chance! hear me out, the reader is having a really bad day and so to make them feel better, the boys (baji, chifuyu and mitsuya) makes them a playlist that reminds them of the reader and gives it to them!

a/n: hi love!! tysm for requesting! I had a lot of fun writing this!! And I really hope you enjoy ❤️❤️

The tr boys comforting you (by making a playlist)

word count: 3.2k+

and just so it’s clear, the playlists that are linked here ARE NOT MINE! All credits to them go to the wonderful people who made them :)

characters: Baji, Chifuyu, Mitsuya, and you (reader!!)

genre: fluff!

tw: some cursing *cough* *cough* Baji

Baji

Baji is someone whose surprisingly perceptive. He’s the type of person that can notice when something is even the slightest bit off, especially when it’s something that he’s very close too. And if it’s you, his s/o, he’ll know just by giving you 1 glance.

So, when you walked into your school with a tired, upset expression, dark under eye bags, and red-bloodshot eyes, you’ll bet Baji immediately jumped on you, knowing something was very wrong.

You weren’t one to not sleep, or not take care of yourself. You were usually pretty on top of thigs and you were very put together. So, you being like this was very odd. And it’s exactly because of this, that Baji became very worried about you.

So, naturally he decided to follow you into your first morning class, despite not having any morning classes with you.

After all, your odd behavior was really gnawing at him, and his priorities quickly shifted from school to figuring what was going on with you.

So, he walked right into your class without any hesitations.

“Babe!” Baji said, plopping down in the seat directly front of yours.

“…Baji? What are you doing here?”

“I wanted to see you! …And I’m a little worried about you”

“Why?”

“You look like shit”

“...Thanks,” you said clearly irritated….You could say you were pissed off right now.

“Seriously Y/n, are you okay?”

“…. Not really. I’m really stressed out over school…. And I really w-wanna go home,” you shakily spoke, clearly breaking down. The moment Baji asked you “are you okay?” you couldn’t help but breakdown.

You were emotionally, mentally, and physically drained from the large amount of work that was weighing down on you. And you simply couldn’t take anything else.

“Let’s leave then!”

“What?! W-we can’t just leave!!”

“Hell, yeah we can! Plus, you shouldn’t be here right now….So let’s just leave!”

Your eyes drifted towards the wooden desk below you, contemplating whether you should go with him. You knew that leaving school would get you in so much trouble, and that it would almost certainly affect your good grades, but you couldn’t take anymore of it. You needed to leave, and just rest for a bit.

You needed to rest.

So, you looked back up towards to your handsome black-haired boyfriend and took his hand. “Fine…Let’s go home”

And that moment when you gave Baji the okay, Baji dragged you out of the school with no hesitation whatsoever. In the moment, he didn’t care about anything else except for you and your happiness. Even if it meant leaving school and seriously pissing his mom off.

He really only cared about you and your happiness right now.

Baji knew how much you wanted to simply rest, so he drove you home quickly. He had been hoping to get you to an environment where you’d be comfortable and happy as soon as possible. And thankfully, that happened.

Baji got you home within 5 minutes. He then let you into your own house, led you towards the couch, and simply let you pass straight out.

You really needed that rest, after all.

However, that wasn’t the end of it for Baji.

Baji could tell how stressed out you were from one singular glance in the eye, and despite knowing you were resting up and would feel better when you woke up, Baji still wanted to do something else. Something that would make you happy, even if it was really small.

So, he did one thing that he knew you, a music fanatic, would love.

He made you you’re very own comfort playlist

It took a while for him to create it, mainly because he was looking for the perfect songs that not only reminded him of you, but would also make you happy. He really wanted this playlist to be perfect because he really wanted to make you happy again.

And in the end, it was all worth it.

The moment you woke up, you were very off put. You had just woken up after feeling horrible, and, you had a deep sleep. So, you were foggy and confused to say the least. However, that confusion got worse whenever Baji randomly threw headphones on you and started playing music.

You were taken aback to say the least. You really didn’t expect him do that when you first woke up, however, as you woke up more you started to fall in love with the music that played in your ears. The beat, lyrics, and overall feeling of it was pure heaven. It was upbeat enough to make you happy yet calm enough to make you feel relaxed. It was a true symphony.

And you couldn’t be happier.

You closed your eyes and simply let the music absorb you. The beat that went through your ears entranced you, leading you to your own peaceful world.

Unfortunately, right as you were in the middle of the world, you were snapped out of it again by non-other than the man who placed the headphones on your ears in the first place.

“Sooo Y/n, do you like the music?” Baji spoke, and excited glee and anticipation lingering in his eyes.

“Yeah, I really like it...Why do you ask?”

“FUCK YEAH!!! I CAN’T BELIVE YOU LIKE IT!!! I MADE THAT SHIT FOR YOU!!” the male blurted out.

You stared at him, stunned by not only his sudden outburst, but also the fact that he had done this for you. YOU!

You really couldn’t believe that he had done something so thoughtful. After all, it was rare somebody did something so nice for you. And the fact that your boyfriend did this brought tears to your eyes.

This was just something so sweet.

“Baji….*hic*…..Thank you, so much”

Baji reacted to this immediately, seeing the tears building up in your eyes. His larger arms wrapped around you without a thought, and he quickly pulled you closer to his body.

“Hey hey, it’s alright… What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, it’s just…this is so sweet! Thank you!”

“Of course! Why the hell wouldn’t I do that? I’m not that shitty”

“Oh, shut up you idoit”

“Make me!”

“Oh, I will….”

And the rest is history~

Jk, you tickled him. If you thought otherwise, GET YOUR MIND OUT OF THE GUTTER!!!!

Chifuyu

Everybody has those bad days where nothing seems to go right. The days where you wake up and something immediately goes wrong. The days where so many bad things happen that you think that you should just lock yourself into your room and never come out again. And, naturally, we all hate those days.

Unfortunately for you, today just so happened one of those dreadful days where you wished you’d fall off the face of the earth.

The moment you woke up, hell fell upon you.

You started off your day by waking up over an hour late, meaning you were late for school. Even worse, you had a horrible, pounding headache that honestly made you want to puke. Unfortunately, you still had to go to school. You didn’t really have to right to say no to school, so you went anyway.

You didn’t much time to get ready, so you just threw together what you could. That didn’t turn out well, and you ended up looking horrible, making your mood even worse.

Then, as things go, you only had a little time to make breakfast, and when you did, you dropped your food on the ground. Even worse, you ended dropping your cup of coffee on the floor, shattering the glass, and leaving you with no coffee.

Of course, things only got worse from there…

The moment you walked outside; you noticed the pouring rain that was coming from the storm. And it was just your luck that you forget your umbrella, leaving you soaked. To make things even worse, you also forgot your phone, and your house key.

It was a bad day to say the least.

And by the time lunch time had come around, you had pretty much reached your breaking point. The only thing that could make you feel better at that point was your boyfriend, Chifuyu. So, you texted him asking him if he could meet you on the roof of your school, which he thankfully agreed too.

And the moment you did meet him on the rooftop, you ran into his arms, crying.

Of course, Chifuyu being the sweet baby he is, he gave you a huge, comforting hug in return.

“Hey love, what’s wrong?” the blonde sweetly whispered.

“Chifuyu…I’ve had a really really bad day,” you sobbed out.

“Oh no, what happened?”

“T-too much! Chifuyu, the bad stuff won’t stop!!”

Chifuyu knew it was bad purely from the sound of your voice but feeling of your tears soaking into his shirt only worried him further.

He knew you were close to breaking.

“I’m so tired…,” you whispered.

And it was at that point that Chifuyu knew he had to do something. It was his responsibility as your boyfriend to make you happy, and he’d be damned if he didn’t do anything. Especially now.

“Hey Y/n…do you wanna go to my place?”

“After school?”

“No, now”

You didn’t respond at first. And to be honest, you were slightly shocked.

Despite being a delinquent, Chifuyu was a great student who never skipped school. He was very on top of his work and had great grades because of it. So, him suggesting skipping was very surprising. You honestly weren’t sure what to think.

However, in the moment you wanted nothing more than to go over to his place and simply relax. You needed nothing more.

So, you nodded your head, signaling to Chifuyu that you wanted to go with him.

And the moment you did, he took you to his house, not even pausing to say goodbye to his friends. He didn’t really care in the moment, only focusing on you, and making you happy.

The blonde walked you to his apartment, which, thankfully, was only about 10 minutes away.

Though, Chifuyu being the thoughtful person he his stopped and bought you your favorite ice cream before leading you to his apartment, where he immediately led you to the comfortable couch, sat you down, and turned on your favorite TV show.

Of course, Chifuyu sat down next to you, letting you lean into his warmth while you happily watched your favorite tv show.

And while you were happily relaxing, a small smile etching into your face, Chifuyu secretly snuck onto his phone to plan a little surprise for you!

You see, in Chifuyu’s mind, he hadn’t done enough despite your happiness. He wanted to do more for you and put the biggest smile he could think of on your face. He wanted to see absolute joy shine in your eyes.

So, him being knowing your love of music, decided to make you your very own playlist.

And he was actually very proud of the playlist he made, mainly because he put a lot of thought into it.

He thought about the songs that you love to listen to and made you very happy. He found songs that he thought you’d love, and songs that reminded him of you. And naturally, he made sure to put sweet love songs on that reminded him if the relationship you guys have.

It was pretty much a playlist completely centered around you and the things Chifuyu loves about you.

Chifuyu loved the playlist and was very excited to show it to you. So, while you were watching your show, Chifuyu got up, grabbed some headphones, and placed them on your ears, completely confusing you in the process.

“Chifuyu? What’s this?” you said, stunned by your boyfriends’ actions.

“Just listen!”

So, you did.

You sat there and listened to the audio’s that your boyfriend played through your ears. And with every song, you felt a little happier.

It may have been simple, and not much, but the music flowing through your ears made you feel better instantly. You weren’t sure why, but music had that effect on you. Not only that, but these songs reminded you of somethings you knew very well…

“…Chifuyu”

“Hmm?” the boy said, a glimpse of excitement appearing in his blue-green eyes.

“These songs…why are you playing them?”

“Oh fuck…do you not like them?”

“No, no!! I love them. I just don’t get why you’re doing this”

“Well, you were feeling so sad and upset earlier that I wanted to do something to make you really happy. So, I made you this playlist because I know how much you love music…. you like the playlist, right?”

You stood still, astonished by his actions. Sure, you were having a horrible day and really didn’t feel good, but you didn’t expect to do this, just to make you happy. Really, you couldn’t understand why he cared so much.

But that didn’t matter anymore. Chifuyu did this for you, and you loved it. You loved him.

“Like it?! Are you kidding, I love it!!” you yelled, jumping into the blonde boy’s arms, him catching you in response.

“You do?! You really do?!!!” he said, wrapping his warm arms around you.

“Of course, I do!!!”

And it was after that moment, when you were standing there in his arms that your horrible day went out the window. You were happy right now. And that was what mattered.

And now that you were with him, you had no bad day to worry about. You knew he’d keep you happy, and you’d do the same thing for him. Even if that meant doing small things, like making playlists, to make them happy.

And it was because of that, that your bad days never lasted long~

Mitsuya

Going out with your closets friends is supposed to be one of the best things you can do. It’s a time where you can relax, have fun, and be yourself. Naturally, most people, including you, love doing this.

So, when your 2 best friends asked you if you wanted to go shopping with them this Saturday morning, you said yes without hesitation. After all, it couldn’t hurt to do such a thing right? You’d almost certainly have fun with them.

And you did…at least for the first half hour.

As usual, the first while with your friends was a fun time where you relaxed, caught up, talked, and overall, had a lot of fun. But after that first while, you started to feel a little left out. And as time progressed, being slightly left out turned into your friends blatantly ignoring you.

Your friends pushed you out of their conversations and went off and did their own thing, leaving you completely alone. They came back, but, you were still hurt by their actions.

Sadly, things got even worse from there…

Eventually, your friends ended up pretending you weren’t even there. They even ended up leaving you alone in the food court, again. But this time they didn’t come back.

You were hurt by this to say the least. You criticized yourself for being annoying and pushing them away. You felt like you weren’t worthy of them. You felt like you were nothing.

Your friends actions really got to you.

And this didn’t go unnoticed by your boyfriend.

That same day, Mitsuya decided to head over to your house and spend the day with you. However, you weren’t there when he got there. So, he just decided he’d wait for you until you came home, hoping to spend some time with you.

But the moment you entered your house, Mitsuya immediately saw the sad, disappointed expression on your face. He noticed the dried-up tears that were now etched onto your face, and your closed off body language. He noticed how quite you were, and how shaky you sounded when you did speak, your voice cracking from the strain of sobbing.

He didn’t know what was going on, but whatever it was Mitsuya would do something about it. He had to do something about it.

After all, it hurt him to see you so hurt.

“Babe…are you alright?” he gently questioned.

“I’m fine” you mumbled; your eyes being covered by a shadow that came onto your face.

“Are you sure? Do you want me to make you some cookies?”

“……”

“Y/n?”

“……”

By that point, Mitsuya knew that whatever had happened to you was bad. Especially because you just kept quiet and eventually curled up in a ball and took a nap on the couch, which was odd behavior for you at 11:30 a.m.

He knew you were really hurting to say the least. He really wanted to make you feel better too!

And what better way to do that than to make you your very own playlist (and make you your favorite cookies)!!

So, the moment you fell into a deep sleep, Mitsuya got up and started working.

He started off by making the cookies, and while they were baking and cooling off, he made you a playlist that he thought fit you perfectly. He looked through songs that fit each one of your amazing attributes that he loved oh so dearly.

He added on every song that he knew you loved, and every song that he thought would make you even a little happy. Though, he ended getting rid on the ones he thought you wouldn’t like.

In the end he created this, your very own playlist.

He really did put a lot of work and thought into the playlist. And he was really hoping it would at least put a smile on your face.

And it did.

The moment you woke up, Mitsuya placed a plate of warm cookies, and turned on your favorite tv show. You hesitantly sat up, leaning into Mitsuya’s arms which were wrapped around you, and you simply relaxed together.

However, mid-way through an episode, Mitsuya suddenly paused the show.

“Y/n, I wanna show you something”

“…. okay?” you said, sadness still being etched into your voice.

You weren’t sure what to expect when Mitsuya said he wanted to show you something. However, you didn’t expect to randomly pick up his phone and show you a randomly playlist off Spotify.

“I know it may be odd, but to try and cheer you up, I made your own playlist of songs that you really like and song that remind me of you!”

Your eyes scanned through the playlist, as you scrolled through the endless songs, each and everyone making you smile. You really hadn’t seen something that someone had put so much effort into, just for you.

The again, you weren’t exactly surrounding yourself with the best people.

Either way, Mitsuya’s thoughtful actions took you aback, and made you feel loved in a way you hadn’t felt before. It may have just been a little playlist, but he put a lot of though and likely time into it, just to make you feel better.

And the one playlist absolutely made your day.

In fact, it had such an effect on you, that you couldn’t even hold back your tears.

“Y/N?! What’s wrong?!” Mitsuya yelled after noticing the tears that were streaming down your cheeks.

“Nothing…It’s just…thank you! Thank you for doing this for me”

“Of course, I’d do anything for you”

And from that day on, you clung onto that one playlist. When you felt sad, you listened to it. When you missed Mitsuya, you listened to it.

You pretty much listened to it all the time. And you loved that

You loved Mitsuya for doing this, all for you. And only you.

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bakubabes-tatakae · 3 years ago

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A/N: Day eight has been reached. I'm not sure how many people have seen Plunderer since I've never gotten a request for any of them before, but I really wanted to write for Licht. 👏 If you’d like a spot on the Kinktober taglist then please don’t hesitate to give me a shout. ❤️

Pairing: Licht Bach x fem!Reader

Warnings: smut, blow job, 18+ content, offensive language (swearing), swallowing, oral sex, dirty talk

Word Count: 1.1k

Kinktober Masterlist

You were growing more and more impatient with every passing second. You had been waiting for what seemed like forever for the man to finally show up. You were definitely going to be giving him a piece of your mind when he finally decided to show up. You hadn’t spent your money on a hotel room for nothing. It had been hours, what the hell had been holding him back from getting here?

A small knock on the door made you jump, you had been so hellbent on hollering at him and giving him hell when he had gotten here that you hadn’t been paying attention. You slowly climbed from the bed, tugging your shorts and t-shirt farther down on your body, afraid it was going to be some creep. It hadn’t been the normal “secret” knock that Licht had usually used with you so your heart instantly started to beat out of your chest.

You approached the door and peeked through the small hole, noticing the familiar mask that he wore over his face to hide his identity. You quickly opened the door and grabbed the front of his shirt, dragging him into the room with his cape flying behind him.

When he caught his footing he nearly cursed you out. “Jesus woman, what’s the matter with you?” He took the mask from his face and tossed it onto the table beside him. “What’s the hell are you doing? Let me brace myself first.”

You didn’t answer him, just grabbed the front of his shirt again and balled it up in your fist. You knew that it would be nothing to him, he could easily get out of your grasp in a second, but he sensed your anger and let you cool off before saying another word. When you finally spoke he had almost wanted to laugh. “I’ve been waiting here for hours you selfish asshole.”

Licht raised his eyebrows and chuckled at you, unable to hide the amusement with your anger. “Darling, I’m here now, what’s the big deal? You weren’t going to leave the room, now were you? That would have been a waste of your money.”

Your eyes were seeing red as you looked back into his own. “Are you kidding me? What’s the big deal? I’ve been waiting here, Licht!”

Licht dropped his cape from his shoulders and easily broke free of your grasp on his shirt. His arms wrapped around you and pulled you into him. You wanted to back away from him, you wanted to push him away and tell him to leave, but something about him had always been so intoxicating to you. “Just relax, doll. Let me remind you that I’ve got a busy life outside of us.”

You wanted to holler at him now, wanted to call him an ignorant asshole, but your body just wouldn’t let you. Instead of being angry and hollering at him, you grabbed the bottom of his shirt, pulling it up his torso. You were unaware of how this man was always able to change your mind when it came to your emotions. “Licht…” He took a deep breath as your nails touched his bare skin, helping you pull his shirt off of him. “Let me make it up to you, okay?” Your hands slid back down his chest as he watched you with nothing but lust in his eyes.

You slid your hands into the waistband of his pants and unbuttoned them, keeping your eyes glued to him. You slowly pulled his pants down his thighs, his boxers easily coming with them. The look of desire in your eyes as you slowly grasped his length in your hand made him smirk. “Show me all that you’ve got darling.”

You slowly climbed to your knees in front of him and peeked up, his hand slowly slipping into your hair. He helped guide you toward him, your mouth slowly engulfing his cock as he praised you. “Just like that pretty girl, that’s the ticket.”

You pulled your mouth away from him and smiled. “Don’t be afraid to pull it, Licht. You know how much I love that.”

As your mouth engulfed him once again he dropped his head back, his grip on your hair never leaving, tugging gently on it as he moved his hips to match the way your head bobbed back and forth.

More and more praises left his lips, his eyes unable to be pulled from you as he dropped his head forward. “Look at you taking my cock so well, my little angel.” You felt his hand tug even harder at your hair, his cock hardening in your mouth as he rolled his hips even faster. He held you in place, taking full control for himself as he rut his hips into your mouth. “I’m so close, doll.” The salacious look on his face was evident as he watched your eyes beginning to water, his cock going as far into your throat as it could. His words became almost taunting as he chased his high. “I wanna see you swallow every little bit of this sweetheart. If you want a little loving yourself, you’ll take every little bit of my cum with a smile, darling.”

With one last hard thrust, you felt the thick, warm liquid shooting down your throat and filling your mouth. A grunt filled his chest as he emptied himself out inside your mouth. His hips slowed as he pulled himself from your mouth, using the fist full of your hair that he still had to bring you up to his level.

You whined as he pulled you up, his hands unwinding from your hair and sinking between your legs, pushing into your shorts. His fingers easily found your core, running across your folds before an amused look filled his features. “Now, now, my darling Y/n.” His thumb rubbed circles around your clit as he spoke again. “It’s about that time and you’re already soaked for me.” His hand came up to grasp your chin in his hand as he grinned from ear to ear. “What’s it going to be today? Lay down on the bed, or sit on my face?” His wink sent a shiver down your spine as he grabbed the bottom of your shirt, about to pull it over your head as a devious laugh rang through your ears. “Cause fuck, baby girl, I’d love for you to crush my head with those luscious thighs.”

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elizabethcrain · 2 years ago

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oh you know..eddie munson being eddie munson 😙

please tell me if this is good. i’ll keep writing. this is my first time EVER writing ANYTHING. so keep me posted ;).

um fluff probably

It’s currently storming pretty bad here in Hawkins, Indiana.

you and your boyfriend eddie are currently laying in his bed smoking a joint. chatting about Jason from school.

“he’s such a dick! i personally don’t know how he pulled chrissy she’s so sweet and pretty and he’s just..ugly and a bitch” you cringe while eddie giggles faintly.

“I mean you have a point. well not that i’m agreeing that she’s pretty..i mean she is!! just not like that!” he says defending himself and passing the joint to you.

“no i’m good i think i’ve has enough. and i know what you meant. you’re fine” you laugh and push his hand away. Eddie nods his head and takes a big hit then put out the joint for later. a big sound wave of thunder clapped and scared the bejesus out of you so bad you jump.

“scaredy-cat” Eddie taunts laughing at the way the thunder frightened you. “shut the fuck up.” you say hitting his chest and getting up from the bed and looking out the window to see how bad the weather is. you think of something and turn around to look at eds and say, “we should go outside!! and dance!!” walking torwards eddie on the bed.

“hell no! are you insane? it’s literally thundering and lightning out!” he exclaims quite loudly. “oh come on! i’ve always wanted to dance in a thunderstorm when i was little. and my mom wouldn’t let me. please tell me you aren’t gonna boss me around like my mother. now are you?” you say coming closer to him by crawling torwards him in the bed to sit on his lap. he places his hands on your hips and runs them up and down to your hips to your waist and says,

“okay fine! only for ten minutes!” while grabbing your waist and lifting you off his lap and on the bed. “yay!! okay let’s go!!” you say getting off the bed and grabbing his hand to go outside.

“aren’t you gonna put pants on first? you’re only wearing one of my shirts?” he says pulling down your shirt by the bottom and spinning you and making sure you can’t see anything.

“well can you see anything?” you say looking back at him.

“well..no but i don’t want our neighbors seeing anything.” he says turning you back around.

“our neighbors are max and a old couple. i think i should be fine.” you say giggling and hugging him by the waist. “okay, now let’s go!!” you say coming out of the hug and grabbing his hand to drag him outside. he’s sighs and says, “okay sweetheart! no rush.” while running with you out of his room and out of door to go outside.

you swing open the door and go down the stairs and run in the road with eddie, dancing and giggling and having the best time of your life.

after a while of dancing eddie looks at you and pulls you into him and says, “i love you so much” while pulling you into a kiss.

“i love you too darling” you say kissing him back.

Meanwhile,

“they’re so cute” max says to lucas. “i know i never thought that eddie could be so..romantic” lucas says surprised while looking at you and eddie.

“i wish you were like that” max says to lucas looking at him. “i am like that!! what do you mean!!” he says looking at her with wide eyes. “lucas chill out im only kidding!” she says laughing.

“whatever” lucas says pouting but then laughs a few seconds later because he’s just happy to see that max is finally laughing after a very long time.

HOW DID YOU LIKE IT?? i’m so sorry if it’s bad. i tried. ❤️

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redhairedwolfwitch · 4 years ago

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You’re Allowed to Care - Summer Landsdown x Fem!Reader - Power Rangers RPM

Request: Heyyy I was wondering if you could write a summer x reader power ranger? Maybe where the reader saves summer but gets badly injured in the process and almost doesn't make it? When Summer asks them why she did something so stupid like that cause she could have died, the reader confesses that she loves her. By the way love your writing 😜 keep it up ❤️

The upgraded Grinders were kicking everyone’s butts.

One of the things Summer liked about you was your refusal to give up or give in, especially to Venjix.

So when she was demorphed and nobody else was near to help, you threw your non-morphed self in the way.

Summer looked up from her spot on the ground to hear your screams before you dropped in the dirt like a discarded rag doll.

“Y/n!” Summer yelled, crawling over to you as Flynn showed up, blasting the Grinders away as Dillon and Scott dealt with them.

“Is she okay?” Flynn asked as Ziggy and Summer turned you over onto your back.

“Well her clothes definitely weren’t that shade of red before.” Ziggy began, as Summer checked for a pulse.

“She’s got a pulse, we need to get her to Dr K!”

///

You woke up to a classic beeping noise of your own heart, wincing at the light being shone in your eyes before you spotted Summer’s glare and Dr K’s investigative facial expression.

“What, what happened?” you croaked, taking the cup of water Ziggy offered you as Summer just sighed.

“You took a hit to the stomach that almost killed you. You were demorphed, why the hell did you jump infront of me? Why would you do something so stupid-”

“It would have hit you, it would be you here and me pacing and trying not to freak out!”

“That still doesn’t answer my question of why would you do something so stupid that you almost died-”

“Because I love you and I can’t stand seeing you get hurt!” You exclaimed, leaving the other Rangers and Dr K to leave the room, Ziggy getting dragged by Dillon.

Your eyes flickered from Summer’s face to the popcorn Ziggy dropped on the floor before she let out a noise.

“You knew when we became Rangers we were bound to get hurt or even lose our lives fighting against Venjix.” Summer stated, her voice softer than before as she tried to hold back her feelings.

“That doesn’t mean I’m not allowed to care about you getting hurt, does it?” You retorted, avoiding Summer’s gaze by staring down at the floor.

“Y/n, look at me, please...” Summer tried, sighing before she hooked her finger under your chin for you to look at her.

“You’re allowed to care about me like how I care about you.” Summer whispered, biting her lip as she waited for any disgust or refusal before she leaned in, pausing before she actually kissed you.

She waited a moment before you filled the gap, kissing her for a moment before moving back to look at her face.

“I love you too.” Summer whispered, her breath hitting your lips as your smile matched hers.

#power rangers x reader #summer landsdown x reader #summer landsdown imagine #power rangers #power rangers rpm #power rangers imagine #power rangers rpm x reader #power rangers rpm imagine #pr x reader #pr imagine #summer landsdown

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vixlenxe · 2 years ago

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x-ame-x-damnee-x:

vixlenxe

lies detected

“no- wait please I’m fine ! Don’t tell violet !!! my wife is gonna worry ”

She already knows Theo, she already knows.

As someone who is also heavily traumatized, Violet just can tell when someone else is too.

#xamexdamneex #[God Hunter] Violent Violet; IC #interaction; Theo #『I’m being Dragged down into Hell and you Jumped in to be with Me ❤️ VioletxTheo』#whoops

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workitholland · 6 years ago

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Floral & Fading - Tom Holland Badboy!/Fuckboy! AU | Chapter 1

And here’s the long awaited first chapter of Floral & Fading! I hope you all enjoy! And if you’d like to be tagged, please send me an ask or comment on this and i will add you!! AND THANK YOU AGAIN TO @strandedstray FOR BEING AMAZING AND HELPING ME OUT ON THIS. LUV U❤️

“Y/N! Good Morning sunshine!” Jade yells, opening up all the shades in your shared dorm. “It’s time for our day at the swimming hole with Tom and all of his hot friends!” You groan, taking your pillow from underneath your head and placing it on your face. “Don’t give me that, it’s going to be fun!” She runs around, gathering all of the stuff we need for a day full of swimming. “It’s gonna be fun for you, Jade. Not for me.” You groan again, pulling yourself out of bed and into the bathroom. “I’m only going because Tom asked me to, and he used the puppy dog eyes.” You giggle before shutting the door.

You change into a simple black bikini and throw your hair up in a messy bun. As you finish freshening up, you walk out of the bathroom and are met with Tom’s brown orbs. “Tom, it’s so early, did we really have to leave right now?” You groan tiredly, pulling on a pair of shorts and a kimono to cover up. “Yes!” he insisted, “Its gonna get crowded quick, and I want us to have the best spot!” He excitedly takes our bag for us out into his car.

“Don’t pretend you don’t want to go, Y/N. That’s just gonna ensure that you don’t have any fun! Let’s go!” Jade yells, grabbing your hand and dragging you out of your dorm and into Tom’s car. She makes you sit up front next to him, and he whistles as he sees you. “Look at you!” You push his arm, eliciting a laugh from him and he speeds off to the swimming hole. When you arrive, you quickly see why he wanted to get there so early.

All of his friends were there, and they had already reserved the good spots for the group. As soon as they catch sight of Tom, they all start yelling. “Tom! My man!” One says, holding his hands up in the air. As you get closer and adjust your glasses, you see that it’s Harrison. Jade taps your shoulder, pulling you close. “Look at him.. id like to get a taste of that before college is over.” You can sense the smirk on her lips. “Dirty.” You chuckle, pushing your glasses farther up the bridge of your nose.

As the three of you walked over, you could see all of their faces grow slightly unamused. “Why’d you bring her?” One of the boys whispered to Tom, and to your dismay, you heard it clear as day. You turn your back to the group, walking a little bit down the bank to a secluded spot for yourself, and Jade was quick to follow. “Y/N! What’s wrong?” She questioned, chasing after you. “I don’t know why Tom even hangs out with me anymore, Jade. His friends obviously hate me and always talk shit about me.. I don’t even know what I did to them!” You yell, setting your stuff down, laying out your towel and picking up your book.

“Don’t listen to them, Y/N. They’re just not used to not being around bimbos all the time. Just because you do well in school and try to actually do some learning while in college, they don’t think that you’re good enough, which is completely wrong because if any of them actually took the time to talk to you they’d realize how great of a person you are.” You smile at Jade’s words, and lay back onto the towel. “Maybe you’re right. But I still don’t see why they won’t give me a chance.” Your smile slips away as you get lost in your book.

After getting sucked into the world of Edgar Allen Poe for about an hour, your reading was interrupted by strong hands lifting you up off your towel. “What the hell? Tom! If you don’t put me down right now!” You threaten as you turn to meet his eyes, the cheekiest grin present on his lips. “You’ll do what, babe?” He teases, and after you hesitate to answer, he jumps into the water with you in his arms. You swim up to the surface, and see Tom laughing hysterically. “Not funny.” You scold as you shiver from the sudden temperature change.

Soon enough, everyone had followed suit and jumped in after you guys. Tom’s friends still avoided you, all except for one. Harrison had made his way over to the rock you found yourself seated on. “Well, don’t you look happy to be here.” He teases as he jumps up on the rock next to you. “Well you tell me how you feel when both of your best friends are popular and liked yet you’re avoided like the flu.” You cross your arms over your chest, seeing everyone enjoying themselves across the creek.

Harrison put his head down, knowing you were right. He’d be lying if he said he hadn’t seen it all day long. He wrapped his arm around your shoulders, leaning his head on you. “They don’t know what they’re missing. I’m glad to call you a friend.” His words made you smile, but they weren’t good enough to make you forget about your current position. “I just want to be liked, Haz.”

The door to your dorm room flys open, revealing your best friend in the doorway. “Don’t you know what knocking is, Tom?” You question, adjusting your glasses as you continue to read a book for your english class. He shuts the door, then takes long strides until he’s next to your bed. He swiftly snatches the book from your hands.

“Hey! Give me that back! You’re going to lose my place!” You fought, standing on your bed to get the height gap to close as you reached for the book. “Ah ah ah, you cannot have this back until you tell me what’s been nothing you lately.” You sit on your bed defeatedly, crossing your arms and legs. “It’s nothing.”

“Bullshit, Y/N, you’re always down to hang out with me, but you told me no today!” He sits next to you on the bed. “You just sound conceded.” You pout. “Really, babe, what’s wrong?” You rolled your eyes at the pet name. “I’m just tired of the way people treat me around here, like because of the way I look and the fact that I get good grades somehow means i’ve got the plague or some shit. I just want to fit in, Tommy.”

You looked your childhood best friend in the eyes, knowing the look that is making its way into his face. “Don’t look at me like that, Thomas.” You snatch the book back from him, leaning against the wall, searching for your missing place. “I’ve got an idea, Y/N. And it starts with you putting that dumb book down.” He takes the book from you again, shutting it and placing it on your nightstand.

“First, ditch the glasses, go for contacts.” He starts, taking the glasses off your face and setting them on top of the book. “You’ve got a very beautiful face, and your glasses hide it.” You open your mouth and pretend to be offended. “Rude.” He chuckles, taking a step back and taking in your clothing. He sets his hand on his chin, letting out a breath. He takes out his phone and sends a couple texts. “Jade is on her way back from class now, she’s gonna give you a makeover and you’re going to be my date to a party tonight, alright?”

“A date? Woah there, I just wanted to fit in, not be your date.” He chuckles at your obvious teasing. “Oh please, babe, you’re just dying for a piece of this.” He says as he motions to his body. You smile and push him out of the dorm as Jade walks in. “I’m your dreams, Holland. Text me when you’re on your way later.” You day before shutting him out. Jade sits on her bed and does a little excited dance. “What?” You ask, raising an eyebrow in her direction. “I’ve always wanted to give you a makeover and you always say no! I’m so excited!” She runs around the room, collecting all of her stuff she needs.

Two hours later, you were finally permitted to look into the mirror. You gasped, seeing your hair curled beautifully, makeup done up more than perfectly, and your outfit was something you’d see off the red carpet. “Jade?” You ask, turning to look at her. “Look at you! You’re so hot!” She said, admiring her work. You look in the mirror again, actually gaining some confidence. “You’re gonna have boys all over you, girl!” She says excitedly, clasping her hands together. You awkwardly pull down the tight material of your dress, and there was a knock at the door.

Jade runs to the door, cracking it open. “Tom! Come in!” She pulls the door open and reveals you standing awkwardly in the middle of the room. “Woah, who’s this?” He acts, taking a step closer to you. “Y/N?” He acts surprised, circling your body. “Oh shut it.” You say as you pull him towards the door and out of the dorm. “Really, Y/N, you look gorgeous!” You feel your face redden as you jump into the front seat of his car. “Thank you for helping me, Tom. Really.” You smile as you buckle yourself into his car, immediately pulling out your phone.

“No problem, Y/N. You’re my best friend, it’s the least I could do.” He smiles before he speeds off to the party. As you arrive, you hop out of the car and link your arm with Tom’s. He raises an eyebrow at you. “For protection.” You jokingly reassure. He giggles and leads the two of you through the huge glass doors of the house. Lights flash through the windows and the music basically vibrating the whole property. As the pair of you walk in, you feel all the eyes on you. It amazes you as you begin to walk through the crowd of people with Tom, not knowing how to handle all of this attention.

You end up in the kitchen, and soon you’re gripping a red solo cup full of some fruity drink. Tom ends up seeing Harrison and motions him over. “Tom, who’s this?” He asks, holding his hand out for you to shake, but to your surprise he kisses your hand when you take his. “It’s me, you div.” You say, pulling your hand from him and laughing at the blush that covers his face. “Wow, Y/N, you look amazing! What happened?” You drop your mouth as to look offended at his words, but can’t help but let a chuckle slip from your lips. “Just did a little makeover, nothing big.” You shrug, and Haz scoffs, leaning against the counter behind him. “Nothing big, my ass, Y/N. Have you not noticed all of the eyes on you?”

You raise an eyebrow in disbelief, but as you look up, you make eye contact with a couple of guys, one even winking at you, which made you scoot closer to Tom. “I mean, I’m just me. It’s nothing too special.” As you finish your sentence, a man about your age, with black curls and piercing blue eyes made his way over towards you. He smirks, stopping a few feet in front of you. “Hello beautiful, would you like to dance?” He asks, holding out his hand to you. You look at Tom and Harrison for guidance, but Haz gives you the go-for-it look and you turn back to the man, nodding with a smile on your face.

When you made it into the middle of the dance floor, you felt the man’s arms wrap around your waist, pulling you into his chest from behind. “What’s your name, pretty girl?” He whispers in your ear, making your whole body shiver- and not in a good way. “I-It’s uh, Y/N.” You say, you could smell the alcohol on his breath, something you wished you had noticed before. He rests his chin on your shoulder, his hands slowly making their way to your ass. You tried to pull away when you noticed, but he pulled you back to him, his grip on your waist tightening.

“Where do you think you’re going?” He asks angrily, his fingers most definitely leaving bruises on your hip bones. “I want to go back to my friends, let me go.” You state boldly, making him turn you around in his arms. He grabs hold of your wrists tightly, making sure you couldn’t leave, his face inches from yours. “You’re not going anywhere, sugar.” He threatens. At this point you try to look over his shoulder, hoping to see Tom, or even Harrison so you could signal for help. To your dismay, you were too short to see through the crowd. Unknown to you, Tom had seen the whole scene unfold, and he was already on his way over to help. Tom tapped the man’s shoulder, and as soon as his attention was off of you, your knee connected to where the sun don’t shine.

He doubled over, revealing Tom and Haz. You couldn’t have been happier to see the two. As the man fell helplessly onto the ground, you step over his body and straight up to Tom. “Take me home.” You say, linking your arms together just like earlier. He quickly nodded, ushering you out to his car. Tom couldn’t help but feel confused. Could you even call it confused? He felt.. different. Seeing that man touch you like he did sent fire pumping through his veins. But seeing you defend yourself brought him another feeling. He felt soft. He saw something in you that he hadn’t seen his whole life. Something about it made him want nothing more than to be around you at all times. He wanted to be able to protect you when bad situations take place.

The whole car ride back to your dorm was quiet, and the next couple weeks showed no difference. Tom had avoided you since that night at the party, and you couldn’t understand why. It infuriated you. How could your best friend just up and not talk to you for three weeks? Thankfully within those three weeks, you found a distraction. Your distraction was a kid from your calculus class. His name was James, and he had been assigned to be your tutor three weeks ago. You two would meet up every other day in the library to help study for your final. He was the one guy who really never was all over you since you changed your look, he treated you like a normal human being and not a meal.

“That’s correct! You’re going to ace this test if you keep it up, Y/N!” He held his hand up for a high five, and you gladly delivered. “Thank you for all your help, James. I didn’t realize how much a difference this would make on my grade! This has been the only class i’ve struggled with since coming here, and hopefully now it’ll stop pulling my grade down!” He chuckles at you. “Y/N, you’re like a literal genius. I doubt it was pulling your grade down that much, you made the Deans List this semester.. and every other semester.” He teases quietly as you pack up all of your books. “What can I say? I strive for perfection.” You smirk as you stand up from your seat.

“Uh, Y/N, I actually have a question for you..” He says quietly, his hand on the back of his neck, which showed off his biceps. You couldn’t stop yourself from sneaking a peek. “Y-yeah?” You bite your lip as you make eye contact. “Would you like to go on a date tomorrow? Dinner maybe?” He looks at you hopefully. You smile and nod your head at him. “I’d love that.” You say, taking out a piece of paper and scribbling your number down onto it. “Text me, I’ll see you tomorrow.” You smile as you walk away from him, a permanent smile on your face as you made the trek back to your dorm.

“Jade, have you seen Y/N?” Tom asks frantically as he opens the door to your dorm. She looks up from her laptop and nods. “She’s at the library with James.” He didn’t even know who this guy was, but the sound of your name in the same sentence with another males, made his blood boil. He couldn’t for the life of him figure out what was going on with him recently. He ran his hand through his hair and went towards the door, but was interrupted by the sound of your voice and the door swinging open. “JADE GUESS WHO HAS A DATE TOMOR- oh, Tom.” You say, shocked that he’s even here after ignoring you for three weeks.

His face drops and he strides towards the door, and disappearing through the doorway. “Well,

nice seeing you too, Tom.” You say sarcastically as you close the door behind him, jumping onto Jade’s bed, ready to spill all of the details of your date to her. Meanwhile, Tom was on his way back to his shared dorm with Harrison, and he was livid. He didn’t know what it was, but whatever was happening to him needed to stop. It was completely overtaking him and he couldn’t get you off his mind. Ever. He barged into his room making Harrison nearly fall out of his bed. “Jesus, Tom. What’s got you so angry?” Haz asks, sitting up in his bed to make room for his best friend who plopped down at his feet.

“I don’t know what’s going on, Haz.” He sighs heavily. “I can’t stop thinking about her. Ever since the party and now she has a date with some other guy and-“ Harrison cuts him off with a giggle. “What’s so funny about this?” He practically screams. “Tom, it sounds to me like someone’s got a crush.” Haz teases, smirking and poking at Tom’s arm. “On Y/N? Never! You couldn’t be more wrong! I’ve known her for too long!” “Whatever you say mate.” Haz says, laying back down into his bed. “I need a drink.” Tom says through gritted teeth, getting up off Haz’s bed, moving straight for the bottle of whiskey on the kitchen table.

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