#''oh haha thanks but um...we were never actually dating''

[canpandaspvp]

congrats on the. ex????

tbh we might as well be like. people still think we're dating

[duskerot]

Hey… Do you know the song sung by the voice actor from the pilot Hazbin Hotel? Called Thank you and goodnight. Weirdly this song reminds me of Mystic Messenger, despite being a new fan and having been into this game until this year 2024 I already felt a connection, seeing old posts about this game from an old fan somehow makes me tear up. Despite I'm a fan of 2024, I somehow feel nostalgic about this game despite never actually experience it before

i don't actually, i've never seen hazbin :0 i just looked up the lyrics tho and i see what you mean!

absolutely no shame being a "new" fan, actually i'm really happy to hear new people are finding the game in 2024 !! i first downloaded it in 2016 and only recently redownloaded it last year for the nostalgia actually :') it's silly but this game and others by the same devs actually mean a lot to me lol

[pooplyface1423]

Hi, I'm not sure if you requests are open but I'd like to ask for a Lucifer Morningstar x oblivious! fem! reader. He met her when he visited the hotel and was immediately intrigued when Charlie told him that she was a a fallen angel. Later on he decides to court her but she is oblivious to his advances. Fluff! Have a good day/night!

OMG I FINALLY GET A REQUEST!!!

Warnings :Fluff ,one kiss and flirting (Lucifer got rizz) Also dialogue will be slightly different from the original

New found Love

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When Charlie told everyone to start cleaning and prepare the hotel since the one and only Lucifer was coming, obviously most of the crew/guests were excited. So cleaning we do!

After helping niffty clean some high places you two went to help sir pentious prepare some delicious cookies.

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After cleaning everyone got in there place and Charlie opens the door!

"Charlie!" Exclaims Lucifer pulling Charlie into a big hug

"Im so happy to see you too dad.." she says Patting her dad's back

"well I'm even happier! Now introduce me to your... lovely? Guest..." He says slowly looking at Sir pentious Angel dust and nifty.

"This is Sir pentious and this is Angel dust-" Charlie says slowly introducing everyone to Lucifer

Once they got to you he looked slightly up meeting your warm smile

"This is y/n and fun fact! She's a fallen angel too!" She says looking at the both of you waiting for a response

"Oh well pleasure to meet you y/n ,so nice to know I'm not the only one here haha.."

"pleasure meeting you too, sir, and yes, pretty cool not being the only angel here!"

After that Lucifer was hooked, wrapped around your finger ugh he was in love...

You were so kind polite ugh 😩

Everything he looks in a partner but it was way to soon to assume. What if you're rude once he gets to know you!? Nah.

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*6 months later...*

After weeks of knowing you he knew you we're the one. But you weren't catching on what he felt no matter what he tried he failed

Examples

He tried to flirt with you late at night in the dining room while you were eating some cookies

Went something like ...

*clears throat* "Y/n other than being pretty what do you do for a living?"

"hmm nothing actually just help Charlie with the hotel if that counts? But thanks for the compliment" You said oblivious to what Lucifer wanted to accomplish

Ugh it's going to be hard to make you get the pick up lines (⁠ ⁠⚈̥̥̥̥̥́⁠⌢⁠⚈̥̥̥̥̥̀⁠).

In another occasion...

He tried asking you out..

*clears throat* "y/n quick question I have to make you"

Him thinking your paying attention continues

"Would you like to um- go on a date...."

Anticipating your answer getting even more never by the second

Looking up you see him with a shocked look

"Omg, I'm so sorry, lucifer. I had my headphones on. Can you repeat that‽"

"O-Oh haha don't worry about it it wasn't anything important!" He said with an embarrassed look on his face

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Overall, the relationship you have with lucifer is weird, not really friends, but rather buddies.

After months of seeing both of you (aka lucifer) struggle to confess vaggie and Charlie get tired of watching this Akwardness and set y'all up on a date!

Great idea, right?....

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Well....

When vaggie told you to get all pretty for an event, she said charlie wanted YOU to attend. (Which was a complete lie)

You obviously had to dress up pretty well. Completely oblivious to what their Intend actually was

Anyway

Once you got there you were seated in an empty restaurant.

"Mhm, maybe u were early?" You thought

Who cares the earlier the better!

But then you saw Lucifer coming thru the doors‽

"Was this a setup!?" You thought trying to cover ur face

Then lucifer was seated right in front of you...

Crap.

"Oh hi y/n! You're here to represent the hotel, too!?" Said lucifer oblivious to why he was actually here for.

"Yeah-"

When your server came for drink orders, Lucifer slowly started to understand why he was here

"OH ME!? Um I want the- um water just plain water... yeah." He said stuttering on his words

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After dinner, you both decided to walk back to the hotel since you were both dropped of by charlie or vaggie. (It would be a 30 min walk from the hotel)

Around 10 minutes into the walk it started raining (ugh)

You both decided to cover yourselves with your wings

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Sadly, you were an angel of lower status, meaning your wings were the same size as the winners

On the other hand, Lucifer used to be a seraphim making his wings way bigger

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"Crap," you whisper as u start getting wet because ur wings aren't big enough to cover ur full body

Lucifer luckily noticed and wrapped you in a big hug with his wings

Until he remembered he was with you not charlie

Crap

His fatherly like instinct kicked in the second he saw you were getting wet

He was basically squeezing you against him to keep you warm

An intensive amount of blood rushing to his cheeks turning them red

You noticed taking a slight glance at him

" Oh crap I'm so sorry y/n," he said, letting lose of your body while still being a blushing mess

"Haha, don't worry about it, it's fine. I actually kinda liked it," you said, bumping his shoulder with yours

Making lucifer blush even moreeeeee

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*Once you both got back at the hotel*

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Laughter and joy filled the hotel once you both entered the lobby

Vaggie and charlie being the only ones still awake

Turning around, charlie saw you were both back seeing you were both kinda soaked

"Dad Y/n! How was the date!!?" She said with a big smile as she walked up to the both of you

"The date went pretty well" you both said in unison

You both looked at each other, shocked you both said the same thing at the same time

"Woah that was cool" said vaggie

"Yea, it was, but why don't you both get cleaned up before you catch a cold?" said charlie

"Yea we should" you said, walking up to your guys separate rooms with Lucifer

Lucifer walked you to your room door

"Good night y/n" he said with a warm smile on his face. As he turns around to walk away

"Hey Lucifer" you said gaining his attention

"Yes?"

"I had a fun time with you....wanna go on a 2nd date?"

"OF COURSE, i mean yes, i would love to." He said walking up to you and hugging you so tightly as if he never wanted to let go

Once you both let go of the hug, looking at each other's eyes, Lucifer made the bold move to kiss you, the kiss being passionate and warm.

A kiss neither of you wanted to let go of....

Once the kiss ended he said his goodbyes once again leaving happily to his room

Once the door of both of your guys' rooms was closed, you both started kicking your feet, giggling bout what just happend

Touching his lips, Lucifer giggled even more, feeling giddy thanks to his braveness he was able to kiss you. Yea, he heard that right you! Haha, he was so happy, basically drunk with happiness.

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Phew finally finished!

Sorry for the wait buddy!

Hope y'all like this!

[moon-goddess-posts]

First Dates

dom! Rhea Ripley x sub! reader

18+!! smut and fluff : strap on (reader receiving), vibrators, ribbon restraints, slight bratty reader (just a tad), multiple orgasms, squirting

guys it is smutty and nasty and toe curling

also it’s my first time writing smut and it was actually kinda difficult 😰 but i hope you guys enjoy lol

You were on your break and Rhea had just got done with the match she won so you ran up to her to congratulate her. Once she caught sight of you her smile grew and oh how you loved when she smiled. Whether it would be in a dark intimidating way on the ring, or a sweet genuine one. You couldn’t help but blush either way and Rhea chuckled when she noticed.

“Congrats Rhea! You were amazing out there!” Your eyes sparkled with admiration for her.

“Thank you love, and isn’t it time you’d start calling me by Demi? We’ve know each other for a while” She looked at you grinning while crossing her arms. Rhea, or Demi called you love often in a platonic way but it would still catch you off guard because of how you felt towards her.

“Ah i’m sorry Demi, i’m so used to your ring name haha, but if you don’t mind i was wondering if we could get a few drinks or maybe some dinner after? Of course if it’s ok with you and you’re not busy” You looked away, fidgeting with your hands.

“Aw are you asking me out on a date?” Demi spoke in a teasing manner and you were shocked.

“No no no it’s not a date! Well i mean unless you want it to but i’m sorry if it sounded like that i um…” Your face was red as a tomato and Demi couldn’t help but laugh.

“You’re cute you know? Yeah it’s a date” Her gaze soften as she looked into your eyes, she walked away into the locker rooms. You can’t believe what had just happened, Demi agreed to going on a date with you and called you cute. You were for sure these feelings were just something silly and one sided. Sure you guys were friends for a while but you never caught that kind of vibe from her. You texted her the place and time and she hearted the message making you smile.

While getting ready you were thinking on how bad you wanted Demi. You wanted her in so many ways, sometimes you would daydream about her and play out your sexual fantasies in your head. You wanted her to touch you, to tie you up and fuck you senselessly. You wanted her to be ruthless and dominant yet you also wanted it to be sensual and sweet. Like lovers do, and maybe you were wishing for something that might not happen but you were hopeful as you were getting ready for your date.

You put on your sexiest red dress and gold heels to compliment. Soon later you got a text from Demi saying she was on her way to pick you up. This caught you off guard as you were just willing to drive yourself, but you loved the gesture. You grabbed your purse and kissed your cat goodbye as you walked out the door.

“Hey Demi! I wasn’t expecting you to pick me up but i really appreciate it.” You got into the passengers seat and you could immediately feel Demi’s eyes on you which made you gulp.

“You don’t have to thank me, you know i’d do anything for you” She gave a smile and you smiled back. Not much sound was going on but the music from the radio. Even so, it was oddly comfortable just having Demi’s company. You felt something touch your hand and looked over to be greeted with the tips of Demi’s fingers meeting yours. Your heart fluttered and your eyes looked away as you slowly shifted your hand towards hers. Demi hummed in content as she continued driving. The music on the radio had fit the perfect mood for you two, it felt so unreal to be with Demi. You wanted to tell her how you felt, if you didn’t make it obvious already.

“Demi?” you spoke only to stop yourself when you guys arrived at the restaurant.

“Is everything ok?” Demi looked at you after she was done parking. Your words wanted to desperately come out but it was as if your throat was dry and closed up. You were so nervous until Demi cuffed your cheek with your hand.

“Look at me” Demi coaxed you into meeting eye contact. The strong will to obey what she says took over and you did your best to keep your eyes focused. Her face was so close to yours, it felt like you forgot to breath as she came closer and grazed her thumb on your bottom lip. Letting the feeling take over, you closed your eyes. Demi’s lips met yours carefully as to test the waters. Once she felt like you were ok with it, she deepened the kiss and you gave out a small moan. You haven’t had a kiss like this in a long time but you were so relieved it was with someone like Demi. She pulled away and you were slightly disappointed.

“Don’t worry, i know” Demi teased, you couldn’t help but cover your face to hide the redness that creeped up on you.

“We…we should go to the restaurant” If you wanted Demi to take you, you didn’t want the first experience with her to be in a car. Demi laughed at your flustered expression and kissed you on the cheek before exiting the car. You we’re about it to get out too but she opened the door for you and took your hand.

Dinner was amazing with Demi. You guys talked about all the little things you were interested in and talked about how amazing she always was during her matches. You and her were friends for a few years but you worked backstage so it wasn’t always often that you guys would see each other. But when you did, you and no problem being with one another. Demi’s feelings had grown overtime along with yours for her. It was soon shown just how intense her feelings went when you went back to her house to finish where she had left off.

“hah…demi..” you gasped separating from the kiss but she only pulled you back in, over powering you. You loved it. She pushed you on the bed and turned you over to lay on your stomach so she can unzip your dress. Demi held you down and she was painfully slow with removing the article of clothing.

“Demi please, i want you so bad” you desperately whine and Demi just gave a teasing grin.

“I move at my own pace” she whispered in your ear making the wetness between your thighs even worse. Finally when she was done unzipping, her hands wandered all over you. Fingers tracing your spine all the way up to your bra which she unclipped. Then she moved down, one hand moving to your lower stomach and other hand teasing your chest.

“ugh fuck, please please” you begged. She slowly kissed your neck and you shivered feeling the pleasure all over your body. She knew exactly what spots to make you feel good and you questioned how she was so skilled. You stopped thinking when Demi’s fingers finally came to your clothed pussy making slow circles. You gasp and you felt her smile on her neck. Your hips pushed back into Demi as she quickened her pace. It was so good, so so good. It was everything you’ve been imagining and more. You needed her fingers inside of you.

“Look how wet you are darling, and i’ve barely started with you” She pinched your nipple and you let out a yelp. Flipping you over, demi then slide off your pink panties, the cold air hitting you. You looked down at Demi’s fingers still on you but this time her pace quickened you closed your eyes. She put your hands around your neck and forced you to look at her. Face contorted with pleasure, you felt a familiar feeling coming up and Demi knew. She took her fingers off your clit and you whimpered until she suddenly shoved two fingers into you.

“Ah! s-shit, Demi it feels so good nnng” you wanted to touch her but she didn’t let you

“Who said you’re allowed to touch me hm? Hands to yourself princess” Her deep voice was engraved into your brain. Her fingers curled up into you hitting that spot within and you felt as if your brain was melting. Pleasure was felt all over your body, your stomach, your thighs, hands. It was so much but you loved it. Demi made you feel so much pleasure.

“Demi i cant.. im gonna-“ You threw your head back as your orgasm hit you unexpectedly. Voice now growing as you moaned.

“That’s it, such a good girl” Her fingers didn’t stop right away even after your high, you couldn’t stop shuddering and twitching. Demi just laughed at you and gave you a kiss on your lips. She pulled her fingers out and sighed as you were finally able to calm down but only for a bit.

“You keep your legs open, or else i’ll keep it restrained” She gripped your thigh and gave you a dark look. You nodded and she smiled. You weren’t sure what she was about to do but she was about to make it very clear as you saw her head go in between your thighs. Your breath quickened. Demi licked a stripe up your wet cunt and wrapped her lips around your now sensitive clit. You couldn’t help but shake and tense your legs. Her mouth felt so damn good on you, you were spewing moans and whining Demi’s name like a broken record. She moaned into your pussy and you gripped her hair by accident.

“What did i say about touching me?” Demi stopped pulling your hand off.

“m sorry, im sorry, please don’t stop, im sorry i’ll be good” you begged and begged but it didn’t stop Demi from reaching for something. She revealed a red ribbon, it was meant to restrain you.

“turn around, don’t make me wait.” you felt like being a little bratty and shook your head while smiling. Demi gave a sinister grin and grabbed your face firmly.

“I said turn the fuck around, or we stop here. I know you don’t want that love so listen to me” And that was enough to get you to follow orders. Slowly, you turned around placing your hands behind your back.

“I won’t tolerate brats, don’t try that stunt again ok slut?” She gave your ass a little smack and you jumped. the slap stung, it was a reminder that Demi was the dominant one right now. You loved how she had control over you, that you are so willing to please her and let her do what you want. She must have picked up on your submissive nature a while back.

“If i’m too rough please tell me ok? I only want you to feel pleasure” Even though Demi was sure this is what you wanted, she still reassured you that there is no shame in asking to stop or slow down.

“please don’t stop Demi, it’s perfect. You’re perfect” redness bloomed from Demi’s face from that as she was putting the restraints on your hands. She flipped you over to your back and gave you another passionate kiss. You felt so much love from it, you desperately wanted to touch her. You struggled through the restraints only to no avail. The kiss became sloppier and Demi’s hands roamed your body once again.

“You’re so beautiful, i want you all to myself. I want this body all to myself” Demi verbalized her desires for you

“It’s all yours, i’m all yours demi” you gasped

“Say it again.” She demanded

“i’m yours, i’m all yours” you repeated over and over. Each time getting more desperate, demi placed her head in between your thighs once again. She place her lips around your clit and you groaned. You were so needy for her, you loved how amazing she made you feel. Her tongue was making you feel so good and you desperately tried to grab anything to keep you steady. You were on the edge of your second orgasm, Demi thrusted her two fingers into you. She was being so rough but you didn’t care, this is what you needed. As soon as you were about to cum, she stopped and pulled out her soaked fingers.

“noooo Demi please…stop teasing” you wiggled around hating the loss of pleasure but demi ignored you and reached for something else. It was a black strap on and a vibrator. Looking at it just made you wanna moan.

“Tell me what you want angel, i want to hear you say it” Demi was putting the strap on, not breaking eye contact with you. You were too embarrassed to say it but you spoke anyway to obey her.

“I want- i want you to fuck me with your strap i want you to fuck me until tears run down my face, please just make me feel good” you pleaded, demi was happy with that response and gave you another kiss. Everything felt so overwhelming, your body felt like it was on fire. You felt fucked out even though Demi didn’t even fuck you fully yet. She lubed up the strap and lined it up with your entrance, you waited in anticipation.

“Hurry plea-“ you were cut off from a moan that ripped out of you as she slid in quickly and smoothly.

“FUCK!” you arched your back. It was so big, you couldn’t believe it was able to fit. More like hardly fit.

“Demi it’s s-so much fuck it feels…oh s-shit” You could barely form sentences anymore

“That’s it, you’re doing such a good job taking it. Look at you all messed up because of me” Demi was gripping your hips, slamming into that sweet spot of yours and it was unreal how much pleasure racked through your body over and over. Tears formed at your eyes and Demi sweetly kissed them away while still fucking you senselessly. Demi put pressure on your lower stomach and you felt the knot in your abdomen break once again. Your eyes rolled back and you squeezed your legs around Demi tightly.

“That’s it sweet angel, give it to me. One more time ok?” you didn’t even come down yet but her pace remained brutal and ruthless.

“Dem…ghhhh” You couldn’t even manage to speak her name property, you were so fucked out. Your legs felt like jelly but you couldn’t help but still want more and Demi gave you more. Her hands were playing with your chest again, rolling your nipples between her fingers. All you could do was shudder and whimper from her touch. You didn’t think it could get any better until she turned on the vibrator.

“I’ll make you feel even better love, i want to give you everything” She looked at you with loving eyes and you just couldn’t refuse. She put the vibrator on your chest and you twitched from the vibration. Moving down, the vibrations now to your lower stomach. Demi turned it up by one before placing it on your sensitive bud. The rough fucking and the intense vibrations were too much to handle for you, you just wanted to hold on to Demi.

“d-demi! ugh untie my hands please…i just want to hold you please untie them” you were crying from pleasure

“Ok ok darling, its going to be ok” Demi reached under you to remove the ribbon and your arms shot up to engulf her. She gave a small laugh from the gesture and continued to move her hips into you. The vibrator was still on your clit, Demi felt every sudden movement from you and she loved it. She loved how much she can ruin you and get you to feel like this. Hot tears landed on Demi’s shoulder and she began to bite your neck. You gave a small whine in response. Every second Demi was fucking you with the vibrator on you, the more you got closer and closer. Your body tensed once again but it was so much more intense this time. You weren’t sure what was coming

“Demi! oh fuck oh fuck i’m cumming don’t stop ddont f-fucking stop” You held on tighter than before as waves of pleasure washed over you, your stomach tightened one last time but something came out. Demi looked down to see her stomach drenched and the bed sheets wet.

“You squirted” Demi had the biggest grin plastered on her face and you hid your face in embarrassment

“Demi i’m so sorry i didn’t mean to it was just so..”

“I’m that good huh? I fucked you till you squirted”

“Demi please don’t say that!” you hid your face even more but demi stopped you

“Don’t cover your face love, you’re beautiful just like this” She gave you kisses all over your face

“everything’s a mess…i’m sorry i’ll clean it up” You tried to get up but demi held you down

“i didn’t give you permission to get up did i?” you pouted and demi giggled. She littered kisses all down your body, and to your inner thighs. Then to your core, cleaning you up with your tongue

“ohh demi- mnn still sensitive” you panted, demi gave your thighs one last kiss and got up to carry you into her bathroom where she cleaned you up properly. She ran a nice bath for the two of you and you both shared a loving make out session.

“Why didn’t you tell me you liked me earlier?” Demi questioned while you were on her lap

“I just…i didn’t think you’d want a relationship or even liked me like that. Even if we were close, i still thought how i felt was one sided” You buried your face into the crook of her neck, Demi patted your head

“Well i hope that you got your answer” Demi snickered and you groaned in annoyance.

“Yeah it did, you gave me an amazing time” You looked at Demi, kissing her once again as she embraced you.

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[valos-venus-doom]

FOREBODING SENSE OF IMPENDING HAPPINESS [a VV one-shot]

A Blind Date for Ville Valo & OC

Thank you to @sinnysioux for the request.

(I actually love this so I may use this as a jumping off point for a fic in the future. 👀 Maybe we do it as a Choose Your Own Adventure thing? Where I poll readers for plot points? Thoughts?)

Ville stood outside a bar in Helsinki smoking a cigarette, kicking himself for ever agreeing to go on a blind date. At the time, he was going through a rough dry spell and when a friend of his mentioned Ville had a lot in common with a single female friend of theirs, Ville agreed without a second thought. But having had a week to sit and think about it, he was dreading it. He had no clue what to expect, but he was too much of a gentleman to stand someone up. So he was going to follow through and ghost if she turned out to be an obnoxious groupie or hairy bridge troll.

All his friend told him was his friend, Ava, had long brown hair with pink side bangs. So he stood and waited for what he felt was forever, until sure enough, a petite girl matching the description rounded the corner.

Ville felt instant relief when he realized she was actually very beautiful, but the apprehension that she’d be an obnoxious groupie still lingered. He dashed his cigarette and cleared his throat as she approached;

“Hi, excuse me, um, are you Ava?” he asked, cautiously.

The woman stopped walking and looked at him with the warmest brown eyes he’d ever seen. She had delicate features, wearing a deep, dark green dress polka-dotted with little black bats. She smiled and Ville felt his heart flutter, “Yeah, I guess you’re Ville?” she replied.

Ville couldn’t help but mirror her smile. “I am.”

“It’s so nice to meet you.” Ava opened her arms for a hug, which Ville, surprising himself, happily reciprocated.

“Pleasure meeting you as well. Um, do you want to sit at the bar, or..?” Ville began.

Ava shrugged happily, “Sure, that works. Um, I’m not much of a drinker but I’d love a coffee.”

“Oh, well that’s quite alright. I’m not a drinker either. Erm… would you rather go to a proper coffee shop? It might be quieter, better for conversation.”

“Absolutely. I think I just passed a Starbucks, is that okay?”

“Brilliant.” Ville replied, following her lead.

All of the dread Ville initially felt had long faded away, and his heart was light and fluttery. He reminded himself to thank his friend, he was grateful she was in fact not a hairy bridge troll.

The pair found a quiet booth in a more secluded area of the Starbucks and sat with their coffees. Ville had ordered a black coffee, Ava a caramel macchiato.

“What do you do for work, Ava?” he asked her as he nursed the too-hot coffee in front of him.

“I’m a hairstylist.” she responded, “I already know what you do. But uh, how’s that going for you?”

Ville chuckled, “Yeah, I figured you knew. Um, it’s going well. I guess.” he shrugged.

“Oh?” his pessimism piqued her interest, a mood she hadn’t expected.

“Yeah our drummer’s wrists are fucked so we’re waiting to find out what the prognosis is. It’s holding a lot up, so I’m just writing here and there, hoping there’ll be a new album to put them on someday.”

Ava’s brows furrowed compassionately, “Ah, I see. Well hopefully the prognosis is positive. Aside from music, what do you do for fun?”

“I read, a lot. Mostly in the bath. What about you?”

“The same, oddly enough. I mean, not the bath part, but I read. I have a book buying problem. There’s a stack of new books I’ve never touched on the side of the bed.”

“Ah, I understand your plight. I’ve a habit of buying books everywhere I go. Whether or not they get read–”

“Is a different story.” she finished his sentence. “Haha. Punny.” she joked.

Ville was cheerfully surprised at her quick wit. “Exactly.” he laughed.

The pair kept talking and laughing for another hour or so before Ava realized the Starbucks employees were beginning to place chairs on table tops, indicating they’d be closing up.

“I think we’re running out of time here.” Ava said to Ville, gesturing with her head towards the baristas scurrying about.

Ville was far from ready to say goodnight, he was fascinated by everything she had to say. His friend was right; he and Ava had a *lot* in common. It was refreshing to be able to hold a conversation with a woman and have there be no lulls in the conversation at all. It was like speaking with an old friend.

“So, um, do you need to be getting back home or…” Ville began to question.

Ava shook her head, “Uh, nope. I’m still free tonight.”

“Do you want to grab a bite? I think the bar we were previously has some good options.” he suggested.

“Absolutely.” Ava replied happily.

As the pair exited the coffee shop, Ville took a chance, and he snaked his fingers between hers as they walked. To his elation, she held his hand back. He was reading the vibe correctly, thankfully.

Unfortunately, when they returned to the bar where they had met initially, they found it absolutely packed. Not exactly conducive to pleasant conversation, they’d have to shout to hear over the crowd.

“Well, uh, should we call it a night?” Ava asked, frowning slightly.

Ville bit the inside of his lip, hoping his next suggestion wouldn’t turn her off, “Pardon me if this is inappropriate, but would you maybe want to pick up a pizza and head back to my place? Just to talk?” Ava looked surprised and Ville quickly recovered himself, “Uh, not for anything nefarious. Just conversation, honest.”

Ava blushed and giggled, “I knew you didn’t mean anything by the suggestion. Yes, I’d love to. Again, not really a bar gal.” she shrugged.

A few hours later, Ava and Ville sat enjoying some music on Ville’s couch. They were sipping on tea Ville had made them and sitting particularly close.

“So that’s why that relationship fell apart…” Ville trailed off of the story he’d been telling about an ex.

“I’m afraid I don’t have quite that many stories of exes,” Ava admitted, “I just got out of a five year relationship at the beginning of the year.”

“Oh?” Ville coaxed.

“Yep. Its always fun finding out your best friend is sleeping with your boyfriend. Two relationships down the drain in one fell swoop.” she nodded as she stared into her teacup.

Ville mentally cringed, “Oh damn, that’s terrible. I’m so sorry to hear that.” his hand reached out for hers, her thumb gently stroking the back of his hand, causing more butterflies in Ville’s stomach.

Ava smiled, “Well, you know, at least I was able to move onto better.”

“Yeah, same here.” Ville whispered. Their faces ever so slightly moving towards each other, a game of chicken almost. Ville inhaled deeply through his nose as though he was about to dive underwater. “Forgive me.” Ville blurted out as he sat his cup down before suddenly connecting his lips with hers.

Ava kissed back, blindly setting down her own cup, her now free hand reaching for the side of his face delicately. Ville pressed his tongue forward, Ava accepted.

Ville allowed his lips to linger before pulling back, “Sorry, I just–”

“Needed to know if it felt right?” Ava finished his sentence for him. “Well?” she pressed.

Ville nodded, “And you?”

Ava didn’t answer, she gently pulled him close by the collar of his shirt and kissed him again. Ville placed his hand on her waist and felt a shiver go up his spine while thanking his lucky stars – and his friend – for this amazing first date.

[fyodoro]

HI!! I LOVE UR WORK <33 may i req mafuyu w a reader that’s shy n gets flustered easily >__< thank u 💗

-> 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐮𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐓𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐓𝐫𝐮𝐞

You can’t help but be a bit nervous, after all, Mafuyu is fairly popular. But you wouldn’t expect your nervousness around her to turn into this…

Cw - ooc mafuyu (idk how i did this after reading 2 of her focuses.) swearing, kiss kiss smooch smooch, messy writing I think idk…

Genre - fluff

It wasn’t like you hated Mafuyu or anything, but for some reason, you could never be around her. It certainly gave the wrong impression whenever you quietly or loudly went somewhere else whenever Mafuyu was around. But who could hate that second year? She’s far too likable and charismatic for someone to hate her without reason.

Rumors spread everywhere about you and Mafuyu, even though you’ve never personally met her. Some were better than others, but the… interesting… ones piqued yours and Mafuyu’s interest.

“I heard (Name) and Asahina are secretly dating, that’s why (Name) always runs away when she’s around. They’re too scared to give it away!”

What the hell?

That was certainly a new one, but just who the hell did they hear that from? You and Mafuyu, dating? Together? In a relationship? It was just so…

“Hey, (Name), your face is all red… do you have a fever or something?”

Ah, of course. Only Airi would notice something so small, your face couldn’t be as red as she was making it out to be. Right?

“Oh my, (Name) almost looks like an apple!”

“Usually we say tomato, Shizuku. But yeah, do you need us to take you to the nurse?”

You hastily pulled your phone out your pocket, opening the camera app and checking your face. And oh…

You did look as red as a tomato.

Did thinning about that rumor make you like this? It was just a rumor, you weren’t even thinking about dating Mafuyu. Just the idea of others thinking you are…

“Er, I think I’m good. I feel fine, aha… I think it’s time I get home though, bye!”

“Oh alright, seeya later (Name)!”

You couldn’t bare to pay attention to any whispers around you, you just had to get out of school. It’s not like the rumors bothered you or anything, you actually couldn’t care less. But what if Mafuyu cares? Just thinking about her makes your face heat up.

What the hell is wrong with you? You haven’t even met her one on one yet! It felt wrong and creepy, crushing on your classmate like this. But…

“(Name), may I speak with you for a moment?”

Speak of the devil. How could she sound so graceful but serious at the same time?

You followed her lead to an empty classroom nearby. You felt like your heart was about to explode out of your chest, what could this be about other than the rumors? Is she telling you how much she hates you because of them?

Being alone with Mafuyu was enough for you to go beet red, this was so embarrassing… you have to face her on your own. You didn’t expect for it to be like this, under these circumstances…

“I’m assuming you’ve heard these… rumors… as well. There’s a bunch, but I assume you know the one I’m implying?”

Right, the girlfriend one. How could you not know that one…

“Ah.. y-yes.. that one. Um, Asahina- I’m sorry if that creeps you out at all, you know? I’m sure you’re weirded out.”

“Why would I be weirded out?”

“Well, you know, people think we’re d-dating… and trying to keep it a secret. But this is the first time we’ve spoken one on one. I get it if you-“

“Oh (Name), I wanted to say the same about you. I thought you would be weirded out, but I’m not. Are you perhaps?”

“N-no! Not at all haha…”

You’re embarrassing yourself. This is so overwhelming…

“I see…”

A strange silence coated the room. It wasn’t awkward, but it wasn’t not awkward. Neither of you were moving, but neither of you knew what to say next.

“You’re very obvious, you know that?”

talk about blunt.

“Obvious? About what…?”

“You can’t fool me or yourself (Name), I see what’s going on here. These rumors have made you think of me differently, haven’t they?”

Mafuyu’s mood changed drastically, from sweet and innocent to blunt and cold. Does she hate you now? What is she even talking about?

“Think of you differently? Um, I’m not quite sure what you mean Asahina.”

She sighed and stood still for a moment, just a moment. You could have never predicted her next move, not in a million years.

Mafuyu Asahina was kissing you.

On the lips.

You stood awkwardly, not being able to move from the shock. Who knew Mafuyu was so bold?

She pulled away seconds later, with no reaction on her face. Did she seriously not realize what she just did? No blush or anything, just a blank stare.

“Come visit my archery club after school instead of leaving now.”

“I- okay! Uh, I’ll be there?”

She nodded, making her way to the classroom door. But once again, you couldn’t predict her.

“And by the way (Name), I feel the same. That rumor might have been a good thing for both of us. Call me Mafuyu from now on instead of Asahina.”

She left the classroom, leaving you speechless. What just happened?

Though, you can’t complain over Mafuyu kissing you.

[todomemolesta18]

N and Uzi meet Stolas! :D

WARNING: This doesnt make sense at all, is just a parody to vent my frustrations out :3

N and Uzi are hangin out together, doing cute stuff. Stolas is watching them from a distance, like the creep he is.

Uzi: Wait, what the...

N: Whats wrong?

Uzi: *frowning and whispering* There is a weirdo looking at us.

N: *looks up and sees Stolas* Oh, haha, maybe he is just shy...

Uzi: He has been staring at us for a long time.

N: We can ask him.

Uzi: Wait-

N: Hey, you, come over here!

Stolas: Me?

Uzi: Do you see anyone else?

Stolas: Am, sorry for bothering you, haha, I was just... ejem, curious.

Uzi: *raising an eyebrow* About what?

Stolas: Well, you look like a cute couple...

*Uzi blushes*

N: Thanks!

Uzi: Well, is not of your bussines!

Stolas: *ignoring her* I never had a relationship like yours... My wife is... hard with me.. I dont even love her...

Uzi: Oh... I see.

N: Im sorry :(

Stolas: Its okay. Im divorcing her.

N: Thats good!

Stolas: Actually... there is someone I like...

N: Awwww!

Uzi: Oh, really?

Stolas: Yes... Is... an imp.

N: A what?

Stolas: Someone from lower class.

Uzi: *frowning* Ok, but, I mean who is? His name and stuff.

Stolas: *dreamily* His name is Blitzo... I... am in love with him.

N: Awwww, so cute!

Uzi: *suspicious* Hm, yeah.... How did you meet him?

Stolas: Once when we were kids... He was... *realizes that the context is disturbing*. Am, we met once as kids and played.

N: *gasp* Childhood romance!

Uzi: *suspecting* So... like... you just met once as kids?

Stolas: Yes, and then, years later, we saw each other again! He came to my palace to see me again! We made love.

Uzi: I didnt need to know that. So, why are you asking us about relationship stuff? You have that guy. You said that he loves you.

Stolas: Oh, uh, yeah, but... OK, the true is, he just um... pretended at first. Actually...

Uzi: You are confusing me.

Stolas: He... pretended. So he could steal something important from me.

N: *gasp* Thats terrible, Im so sorry.

Stolas: *enjoying the simpaty of pure N* Its fine.

Uzi: *not falling* What did he steal from you? Like, why?

Stolas: A book... that can make you travel to the living world... He stealed it for his bussines...

Uzi: Oh, I see. I understand. I mean, is not okay, still, he played and robbed you, but I understand.

Stolas: Yes, but, since I do care for him, I lent him the book.

N: Oh, thats nice from you!

Stolas: Hehe, thanks. Just doing something for my loved one.

Uzi: Okay, but... that book sounds important. You just... give it to him?

Stolas: No, he makes some favours for me.

N: Oh, that sounds fair!

Uzi: Wait. What kind of favours?

Stolas: We, once a month, he gives me back the book... and then we fu- I mean, sleep together.

Uzi and N: ....

Stolas: What?

Uzi: So, you are forcing this guy to make sexual favours.

*N gets an horrofied look on his face*

Stolas: I-I dont force him! I... I made him an offer and he accepted.

N: That... sounds weird. To want to, uh, sleep together in exchange for something. I dont know, it doesnt sound right to me.

Stolas: But- he... he is okay with it! He said yes!

Uzi and N: Hmmmm.

Stolas: Come on! Is a fair exchange!

Uzi: Why did you ask for sexual favours? Thats the weird part.

Stolas: I just wanted to do something with him! Have him close to me!

N: Then why didnt you ask for a date?

Stolas: I was nervous!

Uzi: But not nervous to ask for sex?

Stolas: I-I-I.... HE seduced me! We slept together! Thats why I wasnt nervous with sex!

N: Didnt you tell us before that he didnt actually like you and only did it to get your book?

Stolas: Well, if he really wasnt uncomfortable he wouldn have do it!

*N and Uzi look disgusted at him*

Stolas: WHAT?!

Uzi: Dude, maybe he was just desperate. Didnt you say before that he needs the book for his job?

Stolas: I... Look, I asked him and he said yes, so thats it!

Uzi: *rolls her eyes*

N: Ok... Can you tell us more about him?

Stolas: I told you everything!

N: No, I mean, his personality and other stuff. What do you like from him?

Stolas: Oh... Okay. He is very.... intense. He gets angry very easily. Actually, everytime we are together he looks angry or annoyed.

N: Ooookay.

Stolas: He also has a dirty mouth. He really likes to swear!

Uzi: Aha.

Stolas: And... he is really good in bed.

Uzi and N: Ew!

Uzi: We didnt need to know that, man!

Stolas: Well, sorry, you asked about him!

Uzi: You idiot, N asked about his personality, not his ability in bed!

N: What does he like? :D

Uzi: Or what hobbies does he have?

N: Phobias?

Uzi: That kind of stuff, you idiot!

Stolas: O-Oh... I see... Well, then...

Uzi: Go on.

Stolas: Well, I... I actually... dont know...

Uzi: What do you mean you dont know? Arent you suposedly in love with him?

Stolas: Yes I am!

Uzi: Then how is it that the only things you can say about him is that he is always angry, annoyed, swearing and good in bed. Thats all you know?

Stolas: I cant know everything about him!!!

N: *getting in front of Uzi because he is geting scared of the bird* OK, OK, please, calm down. Is just weird that you dont know more... basic stuff, thats it.

Stolas: Oh, please, like you know everything from each other!

Uzi: *still behind N* N is a very kind, sweet, gentle, warm, adorable, enthusiastic, patient person, who really loves dogs, specially Golden retrievers, and who would give his life for anyone else. He is also a really brave person, specially when is about someone he cares. He also loves drawing. AND I SHOULD ADD HE IS VERY GOOD AT IT.

N: *blushing hard* Wow... thanks, Uzi... I... I didnt expect that...

Uzi: Of course... You are my boyfriend... I... Anyway! *moving to stay in front of N* Now you see my point?

Stolas: Well, yeah, but... but... Is because we barely know each other!

N: Then ask him questions. Try to know him.

Stolas: I... I dont know, he always closes himself and is so hard-

Uzi: Maybe if you didnt ask for sexual exchanges...

Stolas: IT WAS CONSENTED!

N: ENOUGH! *grabs Uzi and puts her on his shoulder* I dont wanna talk anymore with you, sir. If you insist on seeing nothing wrong with what are you doing, then you are waisting me and Uzi´s time.

Uzi: Stay away from us.

*they both leave*

[matenrou-fan]

May I request Ichiro, Jakurai and Jyuto with a reader that works at a flower shop?

Ichiro, Jakurai and Jyuto with GN! s/o that works at a flower shop

GNreader, fluff, just wholesome stuff;;

-Absolutely adore your little store, recommending it to every one of his clients.

-"How has your day been going? Good?" - Ichiro smile, patting your head. - "You do remember you can call me if you need a porter, yes? I'm always willing to help you, haha.."

-Oh, but actually, for him it's so good and bad that you are working at the flower shop..!

-On one hand, Ichiro always can drop by your place on his way to make a task for his work on Odd Jobs Yamada, to just cheer you up with a few kisses or make sure you take a lunch with yourself.

-In other hand.. Just where he should buy flowers for your little dates with him?! He still wants to surprise you with some cute bouquet yet buying it in another shop literally can be equated to helping your competitors..

-"S/o.. You have such exquisite taste in flowers, and I hope you will forgive my ignorance.." - he mumbled shyly, looking away and tapped his feet restlessly while holding something behind his back. - "Take this, please.."

-Oh, so your boyfriend decided to make a small bouquet all by himself, picking your favorite flowers and decorating them in his free time.. And it feels even more heartwarming than any store-bought present can ever be, as you can see how carefully all details were made, meaning he really put his heart into this, making your soul bloom brighter and fuller than any flower can ever wish to..

-"You like it..? I'm glad.." - soft but prideful smile plays on his lips as he gets closer and touches your hand. - "But I do hope to improve myself and make the best gift for you, s-so.. So maybe you can give me some private lessons while you don't have any customers..? Yes? Then if we want to make a romantic bouquet, then um, let's start to get in the right mood.. a few kisses would help us, don't you think..?"

-Oh, so a flower shop? Interesting, interesting..

-"There's such an awesome atmosphere in your store.. But it's probably only thanks to you." - soft chuckle on his lips as he looks from your assortment to you. - "Cause you're the only one who's wrapped my heart into petals of white roses.."

-It takes you some time to understand the thing.

-But if we put away his teasing, your boyfriend really adores your hard work of bringing something beautiful and gorgeous in this world with your flowers, and sometimes he loves to visit you in his free time just to feel more peace in his soul among this sweet smell and your warmth on his arms.

-In his mind, you have enough bouquets in your shop, so he never would give you one, preferring to delight you with some other presents.

-"I was wondering if I'll ever be capable of pleasing you with my small treats. After all, you see so much beauty every day.." - Jakurai giggles as you two walk together, you holding a new box of chocolates from him. - "So I decided that something sweet would be more fresh for you."

-Maybe he should return the favor? You always bring him some small flowers from your workplace that you find cute or what reminds you of him.. Yet he can't gift you some meds or needles, can he? So here's some classic way - a good restaurant where he treats you to dinner, wanting you both to relax after work hours and share some funny stories about clients.

-"Here, my darling.. I do hope you will find my presence as delightful as I found yours." - as a gentleman, he always helps, moving the chair for you. - "And no, I'll pay for everything, okay? There's no better gift for me than seeing your blushing face, it's almost as if pions kisses your cheeks.. I'm even a little bit jealous of them. So would you be so generous to help me to ease my envy..?"

-As a man of very subtle, absolutely gorgeous taste, he's pleased to know his lover also has a good sense in aesthetic things.

-"Such a cute little store where working such a cute little bunny.. " - he cooed, teasing you with his cuddles and kisses during your lunch break. - "I'm surprised people actually can choose something here properly, without being distracted by your face.."

-Where he would buy you flowers now? As if he was thinking about buying you one! Jyuto has more interesting, delightful gifts for you in his arsenal.

-Some expensive club where you both forgot about your jobs and just give yourself to each other is just what he needs on this night that burns with passion..

-"Mm, I always don't notice how quickly time passes when I'm with you, my innocent buttercup.." - another kiss on your lips as your boyfriend tickles you with his hot breath. - "Or should I call you my rose? Cause when I look at you I feel more passion in my soul than innocence, actually.."

-Oh, and of course some helpful books about growing plants or new seeds of some exotic species!! Even this corrupted cop can be a softie, you know..

-If your business ever starts going bankrupt, he's already on his way to buy all the bouquets, plants, and other supplements you have in your store.

-Even if it's not your own shop, and you're here like a hired worker, an ordinary seller, Jyuto can see just how much you like working here, so he would save it.

-"What with this surprised face? Already give up and start thinking about the new job, are you?" - he chuckled, grabbing your chin so you would look up at him. - "Yet I don't work for free, and now I'm waiting for something no less delightful than these roses that I bought from you today.. You know, your lips are just like these petals, so maybe it would be a worthy reward. Come here and let me check.."

[moth-yknowtheartist]

[this letter is dated two weeks after the first one. it is significantly heavier. there is a scribbly drawing of moth and nat holding hands on the envelope.]

dearest moth,

hey again! it's been a while since I sent my last letter and, well, you haven't replied yet but that's okay! figured I'd write this one anyway to keep you updated, I guess? assuming you aren't actually dead like everyone says haha.

first of all, remember how I said I was going to make gingersnaps? I went to the store after sending out my last letter to get some and the molasses was all sold out! pretty strange, huh? I had to buy the boxed ones instead :( they're not as good as homemade, but they still tasted wonderful.

how have you been? I guess I already asked that in the last letter... oh well, never hurts to check in on a friend. I've been missing you a lot lately, you know? I found a google doc while looking through old files the other day for what looked to be a draft for a buzzfeed unsolved musical we were trying to write? god, it would've been so cool if we had gone somewhere with that haha. I'd love to do more stuff like that with you, too, when you get back from, I'm, wherever you are

I tried messaging a couple friends of yours the other day to ask about you. all I got back was "they're dead" and "they're in Nebraska". no pressure, but please let me know how you're doing okay? after that conversation about the moths you sorta ghosted me and it's making me sort of anxious.

anyway! sorry to bring the mood down. I hope school's going alright! if you see gale again sometime soon, tell them I'm sorry for how awkward I was when we met a while ago haha. it's always so weird to meet a friend of a friend!

I'm tucking some dried flowers and a teabag into this envelope as little keepsakes for you. peppermint tea is tasty and refreshing anytime of year in my opinion :) enjoy!

lots of love, see you soon

nat★

[This letter is, like the last, smudged with small stains of molasses. Doesn't seem like it can be helped. This envelope's heavy, too, with two flat-ish rocks inside- a tiger's eye and an amethyst.]

dear nat,

thank you for the keepsakes, and the drawing. you're the sweetest, nat. I have them taped up on my wall now :) besides the tea. I'll keep that one on me!!!

i'm hoping you'll have gotten the letter I sent from nebraska soon, I'm so so sorry I never meant to leave you hanging so long. things have been complicated? I'm home now though. I'm sorry I made you wait.

that's.um. odd. with the molasses. maybe it's for the better? gingersnaps are good but there are even BETTER cookies out there right!! gale might even have some recipes. did I tell you gale bakes? I know they might have seemed like more of a bug expert last time you talked haha but you guys should really share some recipes sometime. was hoping to maybe properly introduce you!!!

I almost completely forgot about that musical- I still vaguely remember one of the songs you wrote!! god we had the whole storyline planned out I think or at least mostly I remember being SO excited about it!! I still stand by it being as good as I remember hahaha. good times. we'll have plenty of time to work on that kind of stuff again soon, right? long nebraska trip, but I swear I'm not going anywhere now anytime soon. hopefully.

I'm sorry to have um. ghosted you for so long. I'm okay though, people just don't know when to let up with a joke haha!! I'm alive. I'm sorry, I swear I'll make it up to you. now that I'm home.

there's a little gift in here for you, too!! meant to give these to you a while back- some cool rocks I thought you might like :) something cool to show you until I can show you my knives, right?

hope to see you soon! sorry I worried you.

-moth <3

[narratingvoice]

[[A/N: this post was written in advance and has nothing to do with the plot arc going on right now]]

October 17, 2013. The most important and most joyous day of my life. Nine years ago today. I can't believe how time flies. Nine years that Stanley and I have been together, and I've treasured every moment with him. Just him and me, stepping forward into the unknown together, ready to start a new chapter of life, ready to dive into a wonderful relationship.

I mean a relationship with all of you lovely players, of course! Today is our anniversary! It's the release date of the original Stanley Parable! I made Stanley a cake for the occasion, and by "made" I mean "stole the asset from Portal". For the rest of you, I thought it would be nice to take a stroll into the Memory Zone and look at how far we've come. We were different people back then, so young and naive. We had no idea what kind of impact we would have on the gaming world. Did video games truly exist before 2013? I think not. Won't you come remember with me?

This is a media-heavy post, so here's a cut.

Oh look, it's the very first teaser trailer for the game, posted in 2012. I needed some capital investment to get my game studio off the ground, so I had a campaign on Steam Greenlight well in advance of launch. Remember when that was a thing?

Hm, that's odd, this video seems different than I remember. I'm hearing myself talk about "the original version", but this trailer is for the original version. There was no game at the time I made this. What was I talking about? I've completely forgotten. Oh well, onto the next memory.

And here's the trailer I posted the day the game came out. Look how many accolades we already had on launch day! Oh, I was so nervous about finally showing my work to the general public, I hid in the broom closet the whole night before. Does it surprise you to know that I had stage fright? A lot of people think my silky smooth diction comes naturally, but it's actually the result of practised training and months of rehearsals. Of course, now I've been performing for so long that I hardly know how to stop, haha.

This is Stanley's office viewed from my vantage point. I love looking down at this office more than anything in the world. Letting myself drift through the opening monologue, caressing the hallways with my voice, gently holding the story on my tongue and then releasing it with a flourish. And it will never get old to me, because every day with Stanley feels like a new adventure.

Do you have this achievement? Only 2.3% of players do, but those players are among the most special to me. I get so excited every time I see someone boot up the game on a late Monday night. We can spend the night together, just you and me and Stanley, just looking at the stars and living in the moment. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for committing yourself to me.

Oh, this is a fun memory. This is the introduction I wrote for the special collector's edition, which came out in 2016. I remember the late nights in my office, me and Stanley curled up next to a roaring fire as I read my latest draft to him. He never offered much in the way of feedback, but just the look in his eyes was enough to tell me if I was on the right track.

In 2018, I had the great honour of going on stage at the Game Awards to announce that Ultra Deluxe was in development. It was incredible to see so many adoring fans staring back at me. Um, please ignore the release date in this video. Can't bloody believe the remake of The Last of Us came out this year too...

And now, here we are. We're in the present moment. In the roughly six months since Ultra Deluxe launched, it's gotten over 14,000 positive reviews on Steam. I consider myself somewhat of an empath, and I can feel the love that millions of people around the world have shared for my game. No, for our game. Mine and Stanley's and all of yours as well. May we always feel this way, and if we can't, may we always remember when we did.

[yknati]

Black Swans Heart Pt. 11

Y/N POV:

"Wrong again...", disappointed I looked at the target.

I missed again.

"Don't worry Y/N. You are very good for a beginner. I mean...you've never held a gun before," Hobi stood next to me, eyeing my stance.

I've been trying to learn to shoot for almost 5 days, but so far I haven't hit the target once.

But luckily I had Hoseok.

He always encouraged me not to give up. He treated me almost like his little sister.

"You can do it!" He gave me two thumbs up before we put on our noise canceling headphones again.

I aimed as accurately as possible at the cardboard cutout and pulled the trigger.

"OH MY GOD Y/N YOU HIT!!!!" Hobi yelled so loud I could hear it all loud and clear.

,,What?! Oh my God! YESAAAA!!" I holstered the pistols and jumped into Hoseok's arms.

We turned, screaming.

"Oh my god, I have to tell Yoongi about that!" I beamed at Hobi, who could only reply.

"Haha do that," he winked at me before I gave him a quick wave goodbye.

Confident and happy about my hit, I made my way to the elevator and then in the direction of Yoongi's office.

Without wiping the big smile off my face, I knocked twice.

Nothing.

I knocked lightly again.

Just as I was about to leave, the heavy wooden door opened.

But not Yoongi, but his father was standing in the doorway.

"Oh I'm terribly sorry. I'll come back later", Mr.Min looked at me cold-heartedly as I bowed.

,,Y/N?! It's okay dad...there must be a reason you're coming here," Yoongi was standing next to Jisong.

When our eyes met, all the stress was gone from Yoongi's eyes.

"Oh-um it's actually nothing important...I just wanted to let you know that I finally hit the target," I raised my head again confidently.

Yoongi looked at me proudly, "Very good. I'm proud of you...Jagiya~".

Immediately, the red rose to my face.

Did he really just call me that?!!

,,Thanks. And I'd better go then", I bowed to Jisong one last time before I made my way to my room.

Yoongi POV:

"Jagiya?....So that's it...you can't keep this girl out of your life can you?" my father looked at me with the same cold expression on his face as always.

,,And? I can date whoever I want. On top of that, I really love her with all my heart...I always have...and now we're in a committed relationship again and YOU won't screw that up for me!", I sat back in my chair, annoyed.

"Let's see when one of you hurts the other", father also sat down again.

"Okay, back to the topic at hand. I heard that a few weeks ago a mafia in Japan was attacked by an unknown organization and that it is now up to mischief here in South Korea," I let each of his words sink in.

And yes, he was right.

Just last week a bank money truck was ambushed and robbed and no one knew who these people were.

"I sent a squad out yesterday to check all the traffic cameras, but these people are wearing full body suits and balaclavas.

It is currently not possible for us to identify her", my father listened spellbound, but I could not see any reaction on his face.

After I finished speaking, he just raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, I'll think of something! Now go. I have work to do," I pointed to the door with one hand.

Without another word he got up and left me alone.

I spent the rest of the day trying to come up with something about this new gang, but I had no ideas.

I looked at my cell phone with tired eyes.

2:47 a.m.

I stood up slowly.

After turning off all the lights in my study, all I wanted was... to SLEEP.

Luckily the light in the hallway came on automatically, otherwise I would have probably tripped over my own legs.

Just as I was about to open my room door, I thought of Y/N.

I accidentally called her Jagiya earlier...

I scratch the back of my head in embarrassment.

But before I could debk any further, my legs were already on their way to her.

Automatically I go to her door, opened it and looked inside.

She was already asleep.

I entered as quietly as possible and closed the door.

I carefully took off my shoes and knelt down next to her bed.

In the moon-like light of the lamp, I watch her beautiful face.

She looked so peaceful.

I had to sit there for quite a while because when I got up my joints cracked.

I tiptoed to the exit.

"Yoo..n..gi?" my heart stopped for a second.

"Hey~ I'm sorry I didn't want to wake you up", again I sat down next to her bed.

Y/N's hand came out from under the covers.

Without hesitation I put my hand on hers.

"Please...stay with me....Jagiya~", when she said this, I did somersaults internally.

And how could I say no to that.

,,Naturally. I'll always stay with you if you want~" Y/N lifted the covers, which I immediately wrapped myself in.

And as soon as I lay next to her, we had already snuggled up to each other.

"I love you.....Yoongi..." was the last thing she said before falling asleep again.

"I you too Y/N.......so much", but she couldn't hear that anymore.

And I close my eyes to many just a short time later.

[katieodo]

Your Charming Alcoholic

When he died we weren't feeling the same thing. They were mourning the kindest friend, the most generous man they ever knew, their most charming alcoholic. I was mourning the monster, the harshest critic - the cruel father. No more painful visits. No more screaming. No more hot and cold.

"Hello, Gracie." …What? What's wrong with me? This sounds more real than in my memories. "You should've said goodbye… but you never were one to face difficulty. Always ignoring my messages." "You're not real. You're not here. This isn't actually happening, I'm just going cra--" "Of course you'd say that. Trust you to ignore the facts. Look at me." "I can't, I--" "LOOK AT ME." I look up swift and wide into those grey eyes and he stands there, a silhouette in the rickety arched window, framed by the rancid green of the evening sky. He's wearing that irritated face he always pulled when I said something stupid or spoke for too long. Are you trying to annoy me? He'd say through his perfect gritted teeth. I grab my hand to stop the shiver, close my eyes, and turn around. "Goodbye, Dad." I speak in a crumpled whisper. I stumble through the rotting wooden maze of corridors, and down the broken stairs to my bedroom. He never came in here when he was alive, hopefully that means he can't dead either.

I have a date over. We're in my rickety room on the bed, watching Everything, Everywhere on my dad's old laptop. It's been buffering every few minutes as the storm periodically dumps its weight on the roof. The video cuts again and I get up to go to the toilet. I stop to unplug my phone from the wall and my date creeps up behind me, grabs my hips. "Haha babe, I need to piss let me go." "Sorry, you're just so… naked right now…" He moves his hands further. "You like that?" "Mmm yes…" "Yes, what?" Silence, and then anger. He says it again. "Yes, what?" "Yes… d-daddy-" "Good girl." Ew. I don’t like this but it's what he wants. If Dad appeared now I don't think I could cope with the shame. Couldn’t look him in the eye. His face flashes before me. "Disgusting," it whispers as if at my ear. It's okay, just pretend you're not here, I tell myself. And I do. I focus on the tilted picket fence outside or the peeling corners of the wallpaper until he thanks me for a good time, and stomps down the stairs. I hear the door slam and I lie on my bed staring into the dark. I don't remember falling asleep. I'm eating some beautiful food my best friend has made for us all: gnocci with garlic and spinach. We're gathered around the kitchen table, a thick old oak rectangle with rusted metal legs, and Medusa's making jokes. I'm sitting opposite her. "How come you didn't make it to mine last night, Gracie? You okay?" "Oh I, um, I had a lecture." She smiles proudly, "Oh you finally went in??" "…well, no." Dad steps out from behind her, scares me. He speaks in his usual agitated tone. "She knows you're lying. They all do. They're finally starting to see how inconsiderate you are. You were never planning on showing up for your friends." I did want to go, I was going to go to the lecture but then I just couldn't get out of bed-- "You were laying on your own doing nothing, you lazy imbecile. You're just like you used to be, remember? You'd deliberately sleep through your alarms and blow off school just to force me to speak to those idiots on the phone. Punishing me for all I gave to you. They called me every day and every day you refused to change your behaviour." That wasn't in my control. You don't know anything about me, you're dead. I was burnt out, I couldn't help it. I couldn't help it. I couldn't help it. I couldn't help it. I COULDN'T HELP IT. I'm snapped out of my panic as I refocus my eyes on Medusa. She's staring at me. Dad is gone. "What? Gracie, are you okay? What couldn't you help? What's going on… Have you taken something?" I can feel the hot streams on my cheeks. I start shaking my head, "no, no, no, no, no, no, no…"

Medusa takes me up to bed with a cup of peppermint tea, puts on my favourite podcast and sits down next to me. Dad is standing in the corner across the room looking at me with a face I haven't seen before. Absolute contempt. I try not to look at him. "You know, as long as I'm around, there'll always be someone who's proud of you." The tears come back, but this time I'm not panicked, I'm happy. And as I look up, finally, my phantom disappears.

[just-absolutely-super]

OP au crack

After the musical

Mayl: I had a great time Lan. Thank you

Lan: I had fun too, I wouldn't mind doing this again

Mayl: really?

Lan: yeah. But let's not over dress next time

Mayl: *giggles* agree! But there's one thing?

Lan: ?

Mayl: the one who was watching us were Hub and Roll. Wasn't it?

Lan: how did you figure it out?

Mayl: I saw them on our way out of the theatre. They were trying to be sneaky, but it's almost impossible to miss them with how they're dressed

Lan: *sigh* they're so nosy

Mayl: but Lan. Thank you for not pointing it out during the play. I appreciate it

Lan, blushes deeply: n-no problem!

Mayl: I think this was one of the best nights in my life!

Lan: Really, one of the best? You must have had a lot of great nights then haha

Mayl: Well, when you're on a never-ending adventure with the great pirate Captain Lan Hikari, every night feels like the best night!

Lan: O-Oh...um you don't have to say it like that

Mayl: Why not? It's the truth. My life before meeting you was boring at best and suffocating at worst. I'll always be grateful to you for asking me to join your crew

Lan: H-Hey, d-don't get all sappy on me now. Of course I wanted you on the crew. You're awesome, and you know how to play Binks's Brew!

Mayl: Haha, Lan everyone knows Binks's Brew! It's one of the most common sea shanties. You could go to any local bar and ask the pianist to play it and they will!

Lan: But no one plays it like you do! You make it special!

Mayl: If you say so, Captain *giggles*

Lan: But I'm series, it was a no brainer asking you to join my crew. S-So don't think I did it out of pity or something, okay?

Mayl: I know... But I still am grateful

Lan: Alright, so pay back that gratitude by always adventuring with me, okay? And we can do fun stuff like this all the time too. That's more than enough payback, right?

Mayl: Yeah, definitely more than enough

Meanwhile, in a dark alley

Roll, changing into regular street clothes: Yai will be angry if she knew how much we spent on these ridiculous costumes...

Hub, throwing his gaudy suit in a dumpster: It was worth it though. We got to see Lan and Mayl on an actual date!

Roll: That they'll still deny is a date...

Mega: Baby steps. Did they go back to the ship?

Roll, peeking around the corner: No, actually, they're standing in the middle of the street talking to each other

The two watch from the shadows and overhear Lan tell Mayl to always adventure with him

Roll: ...Was that a proposal?

Mega: Sounds like it to me!

Roll: Is he aware of how much that sounds like a proposal?

Mega: Knowing him...probably not

Roll: But this is progress right? They're going to get together after this right?

Mega: I hope so! Things are looking good!

They are sorely disappointed the next morning when the two confirm, no, they're still just friends

Mega: I HATE SLOWBURNS!

Lan: By the way, expect my revenge for spying on us

Mega: I think you still not asking Mayl to be your girlfriend is enough revenge thanks!

Lan: Shut up!

[adoringhaikyuu]

they reject you and regret it afterwards

CHARACTERS: kuroo + iwaizumi + osamu + (gn!reader)

REQUEST: pspspsps i hope its okay if i drop my request here since i saw that yours are open :D can you maybe do how kuroo, iwaizumi and osamu rejects reader confession ( they are best friend ) because they have feelings for another person but later they regret it when they moved on? i love it when the boys realize it later how much the reader means to them but y/n took the chance to move on and have a sexy glow up ✋😩 yessss i wanna see them suffer at the end >:) • by anonymous

WARNINGS: dumb boys hurting your feelings and you hurting them right back :/

NOTES: i feel like i’m not too good at writing angst lol but i made these blurbs instead of hcs! 

kuroo let you down easy, not wanting to hurt your feelings––to be honest he did feel something for you, but he wasn’t sure if it was what you wanted it to be. he felt more certain of the feelings he had for someone else. someone you slowly watched him admire from afar until he worked up the courage to start joking with them, then offering to buy them lunch and so on. 

you still remember the awkward smile he gave you when you confessed to him, the smile that absolutely broke you because it showed you how much he didn’t want you the way you wanted him. not enough to give up his efforts with someone else. “i’m flattered y/n, but i’m sorry i just––you know i have a date this week...” 

you’d looked down immediately, unable to look him in the eyes longer and swallowed back the lump in your throat that was aching to come up in a sob. “yeah yeah, i’m sorry i just––let’s forget this ever happened, yeah?”

you gave him your most convincing smile and he agreed, wanting everything to be normal between the two of you.

but it wasn’t until he’d gone on a few dates with them to realize that it didn’t feel right. it didn’t feel familiar, the way he thought it would. it wasn’t the same comfort he felt in your presence. when they texted him, he didn’t feel the same burst of happiness he felt when you messaged him. he tried to wait it out, to see if things would change, but they didn’t. they just weren’t you.

it’d been a few weeks since you’d confessed and gotten rejected, but you decided to move on instead of dwelling on his unrequited feelings––it wouldn’t do you any good to wallow and weep over your best friend. you wanted him to be happy, and you deserved to be too. so you knocked yourself out of that sad headspace and changed yourself up a bit. you started to value yourself better than you did before, you dressed the way you wanted to but were always afraid of doing and everything about you just brightened up. and other people noticed as well. 

kuroo had kind of been too preoccupied to notice, if he was being honest. he didn’t realize what he had in front of him until he practically sprinted over to your place to surprise you and be honest about his feelings. you opened the door, already dressed up and kuroo took a step back, eyes widening as they took you in. did you always look this breathtaking?

“wow...”

you smiled gratefully, straightening out your clothes. “thanks, that’s what i was going for.” you walked back into your apartment to get your shoes, “not that i mind but what are you doing here?” 

he blinked out of his trance and stepped in, closing the door behind him. “oh i just––i brought us some food.” he raised the bag he was holding even though you weren’t facing him. “i was kinda hoping we could spend some time together...” he scratched the back of his head, “maybe talk about a few things...” he trailed off when something clicked in his head as he watched you slip your shoes on. “wait why are you all dressed up?” 

you turned and looked at him apologetically, “oh...i’m sorry kuroo,” you paused, “i actually have somewhere to be. can i take a raincheck?”

he opened his mouth for a few seconds as he watched you, but no sound came out. “oh um...well could i just––wait here? until you get back?” 

you looked to the side awkwardly bringing one hand up to hold your other arm. “it’s just that...i might not be alone when i come back.”

as soon as you uttered those words, he could feel his heartbeat falter in his chest, a faint ringing noise in his ears. 

“...a date?” 

you nodded with a smile and though it’s selfish, he felt a part of him dim on the inside when he noticed how excited you were. he didn’t really have a right to stop you now did he, not when you chose his happiness over your own what felt like way long ago. so he wouldn’t.

he nodded as well, “oh” he forced a smile onto his face and stepped back towards the door, “that’s exciting. i’m happy for you, really.” he turned the door knob, “i’ll catch up with you some other time then, yeah? you’ll tell me how it went.” he looked at you one last time, his gaze wavering under the undeterred happiness radiating from you.

when he finally stepped out and closed your door, all the emotions hit him at once. he didn’t know what hurt the most, the fact that he was too late, or the fact that you didn’t stop him, didn’t notice the pleading look in his eyes as he silently begged you to stay with him. 

iwaizumi froze when you told him how you felt. it was the smallest reaction you’d ever seen from him before, the calmest––yet it did anything but soothe you. you could see the hesitation in his eyes, the uncertainty of what to say next in the way his mouth opened but produced no sound. you already knew what he was going to say.

he will admit, seeing the tears in your eyes that you barely managed to blink back when he rejected you did strike a blow to his heart. but he just couldn’t tell you what you wanted to hear, he wouldn’t lie to you. “i––i’m sorry y/n i just...don’t feel the same.” 

his eyes were apologetic, almost pitiful as he watched you take a step back, “right, right. that’s––that’s okay.” you tried to smile but it felt more like a grimace. “i just didn’t want to keep it to myself, that’s all. i’m sure i’ll get over it soon.” he nodded but wasn’t sure what else to say. so he didn’t say anything. 

things were a little awkward for a couple weeks between the two of you, but you didn’t want to lose your friendship, so you eventually moved on. 

it wasn’t until one day you were at the café you always went to together that you noticed him taking longer than usual to bring back your drinks. you looked over to see him chatting with the barista, both of them with nervous smiles on their faces. he came back a few minutes later with a note in his pocket that you assumed was the barista’s number and a blush on his cheeks. he placed your drink in front of you, eyes looking down, and didn’t mention anything, probably since he didn’t want to rub it in, so you didn’t bring it up either. 

but you did wonder if they were the reason he didn’t feel the same for you––you wondered if they weren’t in the picture, if he would have fallen for you instead. 

he didn’t want to hide anything from you, so he told you when he had a date coming up. you wished him luck and told him you hoped he’d have a good time and that was that. 

they ended up dating but you didn’t mind. he seemed happy and you truly did want the best for him. you started focusing on yourself and eventually found a boyfriend, one who appreciated you and loved you and you couldn’t ask for more. 

iwaizumi was happy for you as well, but he couldn’t ignore this piercing feeling he felt when he first heard the news, then when he would see you two together, on your double dates, at parties, anywhere, really. something just ticked him off. he knew he didn’t have a right to feel this way, but he couldn’t help it, couldn’t make sense of it. he couldn’t even figure out what it meant. 

only once he realized the ache he felt in his chest when you smiled at your boyfriend the way you used to smile at him, the pull at his heart when you kissed his cheek, completely enamored. only then did he realize that he was jealous, that he’d made a mistake, that he’d lost the one chance he had of being with his soulmate. 

osamu had just gotten his new restaurant, he was achieving his goals, living his life without fear, and you took inspiration from that. you decided to be upfront about your brewing feelings and ask him out just as he put the finishing touches in the establishment.

he was wiping down the counter as you sat at the bar, swallowing your nerves as you watched him. “hey samu?”

he hummed and glanced up at you for a second before looking back to what he was doing. 

you took a deep breath, “would you maybe...want to go out to eat tomorrow?” 

he didn’t look up, but his brows furrowed, “yeah? why are you even asking?” 

you paused, of course he wouldn’t realize what you meant, you guys ate together all the time. you blinked a few times before clearing your throat, “um i just––i meant as a...date?” 

this time, he paused, well more like froze. he kept his eyes on the counter, his face blank, but you could tell he was internally processing everything. did he hear you right? “what?” 

you considered taking it back, but you had a feeling he did hear you, he just wasn’t sure how to respond. “um...i asked if you wanna go on a date? with me...”

he nodded and straightened up, “right.” he brought a hand up to scratch the back of his head, finally looking at you and the look in his eyes was enough to make your wavering confidence crumble. “i sort of have my eye on someone else right now...” you nodded, trying not to let the tears form in your eyes. he went on, “my new neighbor needed to borrow something and we got to talking...was thinking of asking them out, actually.” that was the final twist of the knife. 

“oh...” your voice was small ”thats––that’s great!” you smiled but kept your eyes cast down, “forget what i asked i just...wanted to see what you’d say haha,” you tried to play it off as a joke, “i got you!” 

he stared at you silently for a few seconds, clearly contemplating whether or not he believed you, but in the end, he let it go. 

you never brought up that night ever again, but you thought about it constantly. it haunted you, in a way. of course the one time you’re finally able to speak up about your feelings, it backfired. 

you were in a very upsetting and self deprecating headspace for a while, wondering if this was your sign to never make the first move, if you were the problem. it took you a little while to snap out of it, but once you did, you realized your worth and stopped looking at the world through a grey lens––you felt like you’d bloomed as a person. 

things didn’t go very far with osamu and his neighbor, but you didn’t take that as an opportunity to try again with him, you didn’t want to wait around for him, even though you thought about it for a second at first––you learned to respect yourself more. 

meanwhile, your best friend was beside himself, going through the process of reflection and realization. it’s not that he was desperate after a failed relationship, it’s more so that he suddenly realized he had someone perfect right by him all these years––it only made sense. but he was too stupid to realize that, to realize that he cared about you as more than a friend. he had foolishly mistaken his feelings for you as caring for a friend––you two had been inseparable since you were kids, he couldn’t even notice when his feelings shifted from caring for a friend to loving his best friend. 

he decided to talk to you about it, it’d only been a few months since you’d joked? about going on a date with him, but part of him felt confident that you might have meant it for real. he was sure you’d be open to it still. he called you during his break at work and found himself smiling as soon as he heard your voice. 

“hey samu what’s up?” 

he started to answer, but he trailed off when he heard you laughing at an unfamiliar voice in the background. “hey...just wanted to talk. what are you uh up to?” 

he heard you shush whoever was with you. “nothing much.” he heard you sit down.” i can’t stay for long but what did you want to talk about? i’m all ears.”

he was going to brush it off, maybe it was just a friend, but when he heard a faint ‘babe’ and what sounded like a small kiss on the other end, that was all he needed to confirm his suspicions. “yeah i just...i’ll actually call you back later, okay?”

you paused on the other end, most likely confused, but you let him go nonetheless. 

osamu sat there in his office at the back of his restaurant, surrounded by silence, complete disbelief and an indescribable ache running through his body. was he really too late? 

[vendettaparker]

Reckless [T.H]

Summary: In a fit of jealousy, Tom embarrasses you in front of your new friend and the entire pub, leaving you heartbroken at his reckless actions.

Word Count: 4.1k

Warnings: Swearing, angst, slut-shaming 

a/n: hi! sorry this took so so so long for me to get out! i got super busy with other works, but i’m super happy with how this turned out :) i hope you enjoy this, and don’t worry, i know how scary those warnings look ^ but this ends happy, i promise! as always, comments and reblogs are appreciated <3

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Tom was an idiot. He was an actual fucking idiot. He now realizes that as he watches you run out of the pub with hot tears streaming down your face. He watches as Harry runs after you, your bag in his hand, probably to make sure you make it back home safe since there was no way you’d return to the crowded bar, where Harrison and Sam were giving Tom death glares, the same little pub where Tom had made a complete fool out of you. 

The few months Tom came home to London were always the setting of your most cherished memories. Sometimes it seemed like when he left so did the whole group of friends you surround yourself with.

There was no doubt in your mind that Tom was the life of the party. He had a certain aura about him that caused some of the most fucked up, but amazing situations to occur. That was probably one of the reasons you loved him so much. 

When he was in town, his brothers, Harrison, and Tuwaine all joined together to make the next few months memorable before he had to leave again, and you were always included, but when he was gone, Harry usually went with him, Harrison focused on work for himself, and Sam focused on his restaurant. The world slowed down after Tom left, and so many times, you were left to wait for his return; alone. 

Tom hated leaving you behind every time he went back to the states, but you had such deep roots in London, he didn’t want to pry you from your family for months on end. He loved you too much to constantly subject you to his hectic lifestyle. He spent as much time with you as he could when he saw you, but the second he had to go, it was all tearful goodbyes in a crowded airport. 

You and Tom had been best friends for decades at this point. You supported him no matter what it was that he wanted to accomplish. He’s even said in interviews that he credits a huge bulk of his success to his friend back home, then he’d give a wink to the camera, and you always knew it was for you. 

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When Tom came home after filming Spider-Man: No Way Home, you practically tackled him to the ground in a hug. 

“You div,” You mumbled into his neck, “you forgot to let me FaceTime with Zendaya.” 

“Oh, shit!” Tom gasped, finally remembering your request to talk to your favorite actress, “my bad.”

You looked at Tom incredulously, “I don’t think I can be friends with you anymore.” You feigned hurt, clutching your hand to your chest, “it just hurts too much.” 

“That’s a damn shame,” Tom frowned, “I mean, I could just FaceTime Zendaya now, but if that’s how you—”

“I changed my mind,” You smiled sweetly, cutting him off, “love you, bestie.” 

Tom rolled his eyes and pulled you into another hug, “Missed you, bestie.” 

“Um,” Sam, Paddy, and Harrison stood behind you, clearing their throats. 

“Missed you guys too,” Tom sighed, and he rushed over and gave his brothers and friend a hug.

You gave Harry a hug while Tom chatted with his brothers, quickly catching up with him. 

“What’s the plan for tonight, guys?” You spoke up. 

Every night after Tom got back, he’d go back to his flat and take a nap before a night out on the town. Usually, you’d bar hop a bit before going to a club, so tonight wasn’t likely to be any different. 

“I was thinking we could get dinner at Lorenzo’s,” Harry said, “then maybe hit the pub on Ashford?”

You and the others nodded in agreement as you made your way out of the airport.

“Can I invite my friend Avery?” You asked. 

Tom nodded, “Sure, I didn’t even know you had any other friends, (Y/N),” he joked.

“Haha,” You laughed sarcastically, “gee that was a good one, Tom. You really got me.” 

“What can I say?” He smirked, “I’m a comedian.” 

“Is that the guy you met in your philosophy lecture?” Harrison butt in.

“Yeah,” You nodded, “he’s really sweet, so be on your best behavior guys, and maybe don’t be yourselves, just this once?” you suggested with a slightly teasing tone. 

“Are you trying to impress him or something?” Tom inquired.

“No,” You scoffed, “I’m just trying to not throw him to the wolves.” 

Tom laughed along, but it was strained. He wasn’t too keen on the idea of adding a new member to your friend group, and the little glint in your eye when you talked about Avery made his heart tighten. 

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“Okay,” You smiled as you set the last of Tom’s luggage in his living room, “I’ll let you get some sleep then.”

You gave him one last hug and a kiss on the cheek, “see you later.” 

Tom reciprocated and inhaled the sweet smell of lavender in your locks of hair, “mhm,” he sighed, “see ya.” 

Harrison was about to walk out after you when Tom grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him back, “Mate, what the fuck.” he grumbled as he stumbled over his feet, “I thought you wanted to take a nap?”

“I slept on the plane,” Tom explained quickly, “you’ve been here the whole time, right?” Harrison nodded, “so you know this Avery guy, yeah?”

Harrison shook his head, “I haven’t talked to (Y/N) much this past month, but he’s probably on her Instagram.” 

Harrison pulled out his phone and looked at posts you’d been tagged in, “Ah, here.” He handed the phone to Tom and pointed to the tall blonde guy in a group photo with you and some other friends, “He’s the tall blonde.” 

Tom studied the picture with a small frown, “They’re not dating though, right?”

“She said he was her friend,” Harrison shrugged.

“You know what I mean,” Tom rolled his eyes, “do they look really chummy to you?”

“His hand’s kind of close to her butt, but other than that I don’t know.” Harrison pointed it out, causing Tom’s heart to momentarily stop. 

“Ok, new plan,” Tom announced, “I’m going to ask (Y/N) out tonight.” 

Harrison scoffed and rolled his eyes. “What?” Tom wondered.

“You’ve said that almost every single time you’ve been home and you always chicken out.”

“No, I don’t!” Tom gasped in offense, “It’s just hard to find the right time.”

“You’ve literally had hundreds of opportunities to tell her how you feel, Mate.”

“It has to be perfect.” Tom insisted, “I can’t just ask her out of the blue, I have to butter her up first.”

“That’s dumb.” 

“Oh, fuck off,” Tom groaned, “get out, I changed my mind, I’m going to sleep.” 

Harrison rolled his eyes and chuckled before giving Tom a pat on the back and leaving. Tom waved goodbye as Harrison drove away, and then rushed to his phone. 

“FaceTime Zendaya,” he instructed Siri. The call went through and soon Tom was met with Zendaya's tired eyes in a dark room. 

“Hey, Z!” Tom said cheerfully, “best friend, bestest pal in the world. The person that never wants to see me fail ever, my greatest companion—“

“Tom,” Zendaya groggily cut him off, “what the fuck do you want, I’m sleeping.” 

“How do you ask a girl out?”

Zendaya sat up a little more and turned on her bedside lamp, “What? You don’t know how to ask a girl out?”

“Well I do,” Tom backtracked, “but I want it to be special. I’ve been in love with this girl for nearly two years now and every time I go to ask her out, I chicken out.”

“I don’t know, what does she like?”

“Well one time she told me her favorite animal was a sea otter, should I get her one?” Tom pondered, hand resting in his chin in thought. 

“Um, no, what the fuck?” Zendaya squinted her eyes at Tom, “have you gotten any sleep yet?” 

Tom shook his head, “This is important, Z, now help me!” 

Zendaya rolled her eyes, “I’ll text you some ideas, but for now just go get some sleep. With how tired you are now you’d probably call her the wrong name or something.” 

Tom rolled his eyes, but the action caused his eyelids to droop even more, ��Fine, fine,” he conceded, “I’ll let you know how it goes.” 

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“Okay,” Tom announced at the restaurant before you arrived, “I’m going to ask (Y/N) out tonight so I need you all to shut up and not distract me or make me nervous.”

Harrison, Harry, and Sam just stared at Tom. Tuwaine, for some unknown reason, started clapping. 

“Tom,” Harrison began, “no offense, but—“

“Ah ah ah,” Tom stopped him, “is what you’re about to say going to bruise my ego?” Harrison thought about it for a moment before slowly nodding, “okay, then shut the fuck up, respectfully. I don’t need any bad juju tonight.” 

“Well, I’m happy for you, Mate,” Tuwaine nodded. He was the closest to you after Tom and he knew all about your crush on the brown-haired Brit. You might’ve let it slip once when you were drunk, and since you didn’t willingly tell Tuwaine, he was sworn to secrecy. “I’m positive she’ll say yes.” 

“Thank you,” Tom smiled at him, sending a slight glare to the others for their lack of faith in him. “As for the rest of you, I can’t wait to prove you wrong.” 

You walked into the restaurant with Avery hunched over from laughing so hard. Tom smiled in your direction and waved you over, “Hey, (Y/N/N)! Over here!”

“Wow,” You chuckled, “must’ve been a good nap. Little energetic there, huh?” 

Tom went in to give you a tight hug, holding you close, “Just missed you,” he mumbled into your hair. 

“I just saw you a few hours ago?”

Avery stood by you awkwardly, waiting for Tom to release you. Tom reluctantly let you go and pulled a chair out for you, next to him. 

“Thanks,” you smiled at him, motioning for Avery to sit next to you, “hey, everyone,” you smiled at the group of boys that were properly about to piss themselves at Tom’s over-the-top behavior, “this is Avery.” 

“Hi,” He waved at the group as a small chorus of ‘hellos’ rang across the table. He turned to Tom to shake his hand, “I’m a big fan, Mate. Love your work.” 

Tom smiled and patted him on the shoulder, “Thanks, it means a lot.” smiled politely, shaking Avery's hand. 

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Dinner went off without a hitch, at least in your opinion. Avery was melding well with your friends and he was cracking jokes like he’d know the group for years. 

The boys seemed to enjoy his sense of humor and what he added to the conversation. Sam and him even found that they shared an interest in cooking, which led to them having a slightly heated discussion about how real Gordon Ramsey’s cooking skills are; which ended in laughs. 

However, Tom was probably having one of the worst nights of his life. Every time Avery playfully shoved you while you two laughed he wanted to wring his neck. It also didn’t help that he couldn’t find the perfect time to ask you out. Maybe it wasn’t the best idea to ask you out with all of his mates around. 

Tom smiled and laughed along with the jokes, but once you looked away he was back to frowning. 

“Tom,” Harry nudged his brother, “wipe that scowl off your face.” 

“I’m not scowling,” Tom grumbled, “this is my normal face.” 

Harry rolled his eyes and kicked his older brother under the table, “You need to ask her soon. I think Avery is trying to make some moves on her.” Harry noticed, seeing how Avery casually had his arm around your chair. 

Tom rolled his eyes, “As if I can't see that for myself,” he scoffed. “I don’t want to ask her with all of you watching. What if she says no?” 

“We can leave you alone for a bit when we go to the pub, but I’m not sure if Avery will go with us.” Harry shrugged, “you could always ask her out tomorrow.” Harry suggested. 

“No!” Tom exclaimed, causing everyone to look at him and Harry, “Sorry, I—um, I just don’t really like that shirt on you Harry; it makes my eyes hurt.” 

Harry looked down at his shirt for a moment and then frowned, sending a light smack to Tom, “You bought me this shirt you div.”

Everyone went back to their own conversations so Tom leaned in to talk to Harry some more, “I can’t wait for tomorrow. What if I chicken out again?”

“Then you’re an idiot.” Harry deadpanned with a shrug. 

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The pub was way more packed than anyone expected. The new addition of live music to the outside patio definitely livened up the place and more customers went to see what local band would be playing next. 

The pub had a classic English pub feel, with the wood flooring and the yellow-tinted walls, but it also had a modern twist with a back patio and outdoor seating with fairy lights, and the lights that illuminate under the bar itself. 

“I’m gonna go check out the band,” Harry announced after he came back with your drinks, “you guys should all come with me.” He said with a slight side-eye to Sam, Tuwaine, and Harrison. 

“Eh, I’m not really into—” Sam began, but Harry sent him a quick kick under the table. “Ow! I mean, I love music.” Sam smiled enthusiastically. 

“I’m gonna stay back and finish this beer,” Tom said, holding up the large pint of beer he was already a quarter of the way through, “(Y/N), wanna race to see who can finish first?” He suggested trying to get you to stay behind.

“Oh you’re totally on,” You smirked, “but I am going to take a quick peek at the band. We can race after I get back.” You got up from your seat and began walking away with Harry and the boys. Tom pouted at how horribly that plan worked. Harry looked back at Tom apologetically as he held the door open for you.

“Wow,” Avery smiled beside Tom, scaring him, “she really is something.” 

“Holy shit, Mate,” Tom held a hand to his heart, “you almost gave me a heart attack. I thought you went with them?” 

“Nah,” Avery shook his head, “I’m not really into music,” he shrugged. 

“Oh, okay,” Tom nodded. “What were you just saying?”

“(Y/N),” Avery looked towards the back patio exit dreamily, “she’s amazing. I mean I would definitely ask her out, but probably not at a pub surrounded by her mates, y’know?” 

“Mhm, yeah,” Tom said quietly, his heart already beginning to shatter into millions of inconsolable pieces. “I mean, she’s alright.” He said with a forced laugh, trying to fend Avery away from you, “she definitely isn’t really your type, though.” 

“What do you mean?” Avery asked, taking a sip from his beer, “she’s perfect, mate.”

“I mean,” Tom racked his brain for an excuse big enough to make Avery not want you, “you don’t think it’s a little weird she’s in a friend group with all boys?” 

“No,” Avery said slowly, skeptically looking back at the exit, “she just clicks with boys, I guess. Girls and guys can just be friends.”

“Not her,” Tom scoffed, “I mean, it’s just a little obvious, y’know?”

You and the rest of the boys were heading back in, seeing as the back patio was completely overcrowded with patrons. 

“What’s obvious?” Avery asked, raising his voice slightly due to the volume in the bar. 

“(Y/N)’s only friends are guys!” Tom nearly yelled over the volume of chatter, not realizing that the surrounding customers could hear him, “makes me wonder how many she’s slept with! I mean, that’s not a coincidence to me!” 

The surrounding customers halted their conversations, leaving only Tom’s voice filtering through the air and into your ears. 

“That’s crazy,” Avery chuckled awkwardly, “I don’t think she’s like that.” He shook his head, annoying Tom. In a final last-ditch effort to get Avery off your back, he said the worst thing he could, loudly, into a quieting pub. 

“Well, she hits on me all the time,” Tom shrugged, “she’s just a bit whorish, I guess.” 

“Tom,” Tuwaine cleared his throat, interrupting their conversation, “what the fuck, mate?” 

Tom looked at all the boys next to Tuwaine, and behind them was you, teary-eyed with harsh sobs racking through your body. 

You whispered something to Harry, and then all but ran out the front door. Harry walked over to where Tom was sitting and picked up your purse.

“Harry I—” Tom tried.

“Shut the fuck up, Tom.” Harry snapped, “You're an idiot and an asshole, just leave things be.” 

Harry ran out the pub entrance, following you to give you a ride home. 

Tuwaine, Sam, and Harrison shook their heads once the shock ebbed away. One by one they all left Tom sitting in shock and agony at the bar. Avery, not knowing any of the group, barely knew what was going on or if Tom’s accusations were correct, left the pub and went home without another word. 

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“Harry,” Tom whined into the phone, “please tell me how to fix this, please I’m begging you.” 

Harry sighed, now properly regretting lifting his silent treatment from Tom, “Tom, there is absolutely nothing I can do to help you, and even if there was, I wouldn’t. You called her a whore in front of a crowded pub—”

“I know!” Tom yelled, “And I’ve been living with that guilt for three weeks now! Please, Harry. I-I messed up so bad.” Tom’s voice cracked, “I tried calling and texting, a-and my texts started turning green. She blocked me,” Tom sobbed, “I’m in love with her, and I never got to tell her. I ruined our relationship before it even began.” 

“Yeah,” Harry agreed, “you did.” 

“Harry, I just want to apologize properly, please.” Tom begged, “I tried going to her house, but her roommate threw a drink at me and told me she went out of town. Where is she?”

“I can’t tell you.” 

“Harry,” Tom sighed, “I’m trying so hard here, I don’t care where she is, I’ll go anywhere for her. Please, I just can’t keep waiting in the dark for her to talk to me.”

Harry sighed, rubbing his forehead, “Okay, fine, but don’t tell her I told you where she was. And if you get your face clawed off, just know that you deserve it.” 

“Okay, okay, now tell me.”

“She’s been staying with Tuwaine and his girlfriend.” 

“Okay, thanks, love you, bye!” Tom said through the phone, already grabbing his keys. 

Harry sighed and began texting Tuwaine, 

Harry: Tom’s coming over, don’t snap him in half, he just wants to talk to her. 

Tuwaine: I’m not home right now, but I'd be more worried about her snapping him in half… 

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Tom pulled up the Tuwaine’s flat and pounded at the door. He didn’t see Tuwaine’s car in the driveway but he saw yours parked on the street so he knew you were in there. 

“(Y/N)!” He desperately called, “Come on, I know you’re in there!”, his pleas were met with silence and he rang the doorbell on repeat, “(Y/N), please! I just want to talk!”

The door opened to show you standing there with your messy hair and stained sweats, still looking overwhelmingly perfect in Tom’s eyes. He noticed the dark circles and the dried tears and his heart broke, even more, knowing he caused this. He loved you so much and he caused you some of the worst pain imaginable. All he wanted to do was hold you and kiss your puffy cheeks, desperately whispering praises into your ear. You were perfect in every sense of the word, and he let you believe you were anything less. He was an idiot—the biggest idiot in the world—for making you cry. 

“What do you want?” You snapped with a sniffle, pulling him back to reality as you rubbed your red eyes. 

“I just want to talk,” Tom gave you a small smile, “please.” 

“I don’t have anything to say to you.” You scowled, “You need to leave.” 

“No, (Y/N), please.” Tom begged, “I’m sorry. I’m so so so fucking sorry. I was being an idiot and—please, (Y/N), you’re my best friend. I don’t wanna lose you.” Tom’s voice cracked, but you remained stoic in the doorway. 

“I’m your best friend? Really?” You scoffed, “I thought I was just some whore you let hang around you?” 

Tom winced at his words being thrown back into his face, “I didn’t mean it, I swear,” he promised, tears glistening in his eyes, “I don’t even know why I said that. I was being so fucking stupid—” 

“No,” You interrupted his rambling, “you don’t get to say that. You don’t get to say that it was just you “being stupid”. Who the hell says that about their supposed best friend? Why would you even think that? You don’t just get to call me those things in public, and then say that you don’t know why you did it. You can’t even give me a reason—”

“I’m in love with you,” Tom blurted out, blowing out a puff of air in stress, “I’ve been in love with you for the longest time, (Y/N). And Avery was saying how he wanted to ask you out, and I couldn’t lose you. I didn’t want to lose you. I had so many plans for us, and I wanted to be with you—to be yours—more than anything, and I let my jealousy get in the way. I’m sorry because if I deserved you I wouldn’t have done that.”

You stood in the doorway of the flat, arms crossed over your chest. “I can’t believe you’d be so reckless.” You said after a moment of silence, “I would’ve been yours if you had just asked me.” 

“I’m sorry,” Tom cried, reaching out to hold your hand, but you backed away ever so slightly, “please, I would do anything to fix it if I could.” 

“You don’t understand anything, Tom.” You frowned.

“Help me understand.” He begged.

You pondered it for a moment and then released a sigh, coupled with a few tears, “I loved you,” you admitted. Tom’s heart did a leap, but then he realized that you were talking past tense as if his chance with you was gone.

“And I would spend months and months just waiting for you to come home so I could spend time with you. I was so lonely when you and Harry left; I always am. Avery offered to spend some time with me after class one day and I agreed because I don’t have anybody else when you leave. And it was fun, but he wasn’t you. He’ll never compare to the place you had in my heart, but at least I wasn’t alone anymore.” You sighed and began closing the door again, “Now, because of you, I have no one again.” 

The door was about to slam back in Tom’s face, but he shoved his foot in the threshold, “(Y/N), wait,” he pleaded, “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize how important Avery was to you. I can never undo what I did, but please let me make it up to you. I just need you to understand how sorry I am.” 

You opened the door again and looked at Tom’s sad eyes, boring into you, “I do understand how sorry you are, but I don’t know how I can trust you again. You said awful things about me without even batting an eye or taking a breath—”

“I know,” Tom sighed, “I know and I’d give anything to take it back. I just want you back (Y/N). Even if you don’t want to be my girlfriend, I can’t leave knowing I’ve lost my best friend.” 

“As much as it hurts,” You caved, moving from the doorway to let Tom in, “I still love you, and I don’t want to lose you either.” 

Tom smiled and walked into the flat, immediately pulling you into a hug, “I’m so sorry, (Y/N),” You hugged back and sniffled into his hoodie, before pulling away with a sigh.

“I know,” You nodded, “I forgive you. But next time, just be honest with me and tell me how you’re feeling. I’d give you the world if you asked for it.”

Tom smiled and stroked your tear-stained cheek, “I’ll just settle on your heart for now, if that’s okay?”

“That’s so fucking cheesy.” You giggled, wiping the tears from your eyes, “I love it.”

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you up? 

pairing : lee haechan x fem!reader genre : fluff, angst, unsuccessful bff2l warnings : angst, swears here and there word count : 0.6k (628)

a/n : haha hello... take this mwah don’t come to me crying (actually pls do.... my ask box is open and i’m dying for human interaction) also this isn’t proofread sorry 🤝

It’s cruel, Haechan thinks, how everything you do makes him fall even more in love. He hates this, hates that he has feelings for his best friend. 

He recalls when he first realized this. Yuna dropped you off at his dorm, drunk. All your friends know what alcohol does to you: it makes you clingy. 

“Hi.” you giggle drowsily, latching onto him as soon as his door opens.

Yuna shoots him an apologetic look, “She insisted. Said you were the only one who knows her skincare routine.” 

Haechan sighs and curses you under his breath. Thanking Yuna, he drags you into the bathroom after shutting the door, sitting you down on the toilet seat.

“You know you have low alcohol tolerance, idiot. Why would you drink so much?” he clicks his tongue, reaching for the makeup wipes. 

Your head lolls back as you groan, “I lost a bet to Mark, penalty was seven shots.” 

“Don’t move your head, oh my god.” he mutters. Haechan gets up to take the cleanser from behind the mirror, squeezing some into the palm of his hand. When he looks back up, your face is just inches away from him, a loopy smile plastered on it.

“You’re so sweet, memorizing my routine. Thanks, Hyuck.” 

You wrap your arms around his neck, and he recoils a little due to the shock before relaxing into the sort-of-hug. 

“Well, who else is going to take care of you when you’re drunk, you big baby?” He hopes that the teasing masks how flustered he is right now. He also hopes you can’t hear how fast his heart is beating.

But Haechan knows one thing: if he confesses, he might be risking 13 years of friendship. Your voice echoes in his head now, “We can never, ever fall in love. Pinky promise?” That was when you guys were 5. He wonders if you still feel the same way.

One day, he sees you with a guy- namely Hwang Hyunjin from his math class. Jealousy bubbles up in him when you laugh because of something he said, and it takes everything in him to not stride over there. Instead, he turns back to Chenle, who’s talking about his shitty Tinder date.

“Guys, you won’t believe what just happened!” you chirp, sitting down at the table Haechan and a few of your friends have occupied.

Isa turns to look at you, “I’m not a very good guesser, so spill.” 

“Hyunjin just asked me out!” 

“What?” Haechan jumps up from his seat, causing everyone to look at him with widened eyes.

“You okay, man? That was a pretty big reaction.” Mark looks seriously taken aback by the sudden outburst.

“I’m... yeah. I’m late for class, I’ll see you guys later.” He gathers his stuff in record speed, not meeting your eyes the whole time.

That night, Haechan has trouble falling asleep. He’s debating whether to text you or not. If he doesn’t, there’s a chance he’ll miss his shot with you. If he does, his friendship with you might get damaged. In both of these scenarios, he’s losing you, in a way. hey, you up? um don’t go on that date (this message was deleted) nvm it’s nothing dw (delivered 03:00)

The next time you hug him, you’re hugging him tight. Not like the time you showed up drunk at his dorm. Haechan hears Hyunjin clear his throat from beside him. He watches you pull away from the hug with a smile, passport in hand. 

He watches you go up on your tippy toes to kiss Hyunjin.

He watches you as your shoulders rise and fall, looking back at Haechan. Not Hyunjin, but Haechan, one last time, before you disappear into the boarding gate.

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