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cutiecusp · 3 months ago

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A mini drabble based on this (popstar x John price)

Diva

Tw. Minor (v.minor) violence. Protective Price. Feelings.

Diva.

You heard that term all your career. Men would call it you as you shake off unwanted hands, and women would call it you in interviews and the press.

Your skin had grown used to the barbs they threw at you, until eventually nothing stuck.

You were a diva. Strong, confident, talented, beautiful. That's what being a diva meant to you.

You treated your staff like gold, knowing how valuable each person was, from the seamstress making your clothes, to security keeping you safe on tour.

Your bubble popped one night however, when you got back to your bus after the last show you had negotiated with John.

A tobacco scent unlike John's cigars cloaked the room, while a lone figure sat in the dark.

"Do you have any idea how long I've waited for you, princess?" Came the southern drawl.

Leaning forward, you recognise the ashy blonde hair and dimpled smirk anywhere.

"Phillip." You breathe, shock evident on your face.

"As I live and breathe, Darlin" He says, standing up with his arms outstretched.

"Don't I get a kiss? After all, we were good together..." he trails off, his body moving closer to yours.

Grabbing your forearm so you were flush to him, he whispers in your ear.

"You owe me a hit, Princess. You stole my career."

You shiver under his touch, repulsed by the cigarette and whiskey combination on his breath, you pull back.

"You slept behind my back while I was on tour." You seethe.

He laughed dryly, and a familiar feeling of dread washed over you. The shame, the humiliation. You two had been on the cover of every magazine, the next best thing since Stevie and Lindsey, and almost as destructive.

"Everyone fucks around on tour, doll." He explains to you, as if you were stupid.

"I didnt." You insist angrily. "Now get off my bus."

"You may not have fucked around on tour, but I know what you are like, those carpet burns on your knees that brought you a record deal, whoring yourself out to executives and producers. We are two sides of the same coin, Darlin' and you know it."

You push him to the door, but not before he grabs both of your arms tightly, causing you to wince.

"You owe me." He repeats, his eyes wild in anger, his words starting to slur.

You yell as he pushes you against the closet door of the bus, praying one of your team is out there. Your voice loud enough to stun Phillip, taking a moment to push him off you.

You hear footsteps across the tarmac before the door is ripped open, the flimsy hinges snapping automatically.

"Get your fucking hands off her." Boomed a deep voice, and instead of recoiling, something sparked in your chest.

John pulled Phillip out of the tour bus by the scruff of his hoodie, cursing him the whole time.

Before handing him off to his security, he got a few punches in.

"My fucking girl." You overhear, as you stumble to the steps, eyes wide at the sight before you.

John was in jeans and a green t shirt, a far cry from the fancy suits you've seen him in before, his dark hair wild, his face red with anger.

You take in his broad chest and big arms, his solid frame towering over Phillip's, who was backing off under the scrutiny of John's security.

At last he turned to you, and your breath hitched in your throat.

"John. I-" you begin, but he cuts you off with a stare.

"Y'alright?" He asks gruffly, his gaze roaming over your body. Unlike in the board room, this gaze felt different, feral.

You nod shakily, your heart pounding in your chest.

"I'm okay! He didn't-" you trail off.

Suddenly you feel strong arms envelope you as big tears fall down your cheeks. A familiar cigar and sandalwood scent calmed you, and you held onto John as if he was a life raft in a stormy sea.

Because, to the world, you were a diva. Strong, brave, beautiful, confident, resilient.

But to John. You were his.

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A/N I know there's a little time skip between the first part and this. But I will be writing John's POV which will make it all make sense 🖤

@xoxunhinged @muneca-lemon-steppa @livingoutsidethetardis @gardenof-venus @misshugs @soraya-daydreams @frudoo @renpodz @yesornowaitidontknow @thevoiceinyourheadx @shadowdark00 @rynbeerose @lunamoonbby @incredible-walker @identity2212 @pukbadger @urbimom @corvid007 @wordsfromshona @shadows-empress @m00xy @canyonmooncreations @oniraki @evie-119 @havoc973 @kylies-love-letter @ishipdabands @cmbghost @heckinspooks @midwesternwitchery @eggy-yoke @redzluvvesage @daydreamerwoah

#call of duty #call of duty mw2 #fanfiction #fanfic #captain john price x reader #john price x reader #captain john price #john price

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zane-wanna-sleep · 1 year ago

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Part 2 of this time-travel concept!

Actually part one is all I had in my head at first but after I start it other ideas just keep coming in so here we go!!

Part 1 , Part 3

It is another normal day Spider thought, he got out from the lab into forest running ahead to village where his, siblings for him he didnt know what they think, best friends were. He's ran and jumped over the root then ran again, raised his head up to soak in how beautiful Pandora is.

Then he finally there, in front of the Sullys' pod so he waited for his friends, maybe I wake up early today that's could explained why they don't come out yet, but when random thought reached him, he started fidgeting in his place

or maybe they went without him?

Just as his mind decided to thought of something bad there's a na'vi behind him when he turned around he saw Jake, who seemed... shocked? But why?? What made Jake shocked in this morning?? He had no idea at all.

“ oh Mr.Sully, ” Spider used his most polite tone as possible to hide his curious, this is not a good sign; if Mr.Sully here Mrs.Sully would be here soon, he didn't want to offend anyone so he said again “ I came here for Lo'ak and Kiri but um.. am I disturb you? If so I can leave ”

He didn't realized Jake didn't looked at him until he did. All of his moves were kinda weird today, Spider hoped he didn't sick or anything, even it's obvious Jake wasn't in his right state. With lacking of Jake's response he decided to called him again “ Mr.Sully? Are you– ”

His words were cut off by Jake, that's made him relief actually, “ y- yea? I'm good, kid ” the man looked nervous as if he didn't know what to say next “ so.. you here for the kids, right? They might be here soon.. ”

Jake couldn't understand at first how could he sleep through last night without wake up in middle of it but he understood now, it's because he's in another dream. Jake try to laugh out his stress but failed when he still uncomfortable with how the boy before him looked.

Spider tried to hide his doubt then just keep waiting but failed the first one miserably since Jake looked awkward even more after saw his face. Fortunately, Jake didn't say anything, in fact Jake begging him in his mind to not ask any further, or maybe he wanted to but the chaos in his pod shut him off.

Start with Lo'ak shout that he would remember anywhere, Spider taken back by it nonetheless, then there Kiri's voice, not loud as Lo'ak's but still louder than usual. That's not what made him surprised the most since it's normal for the two to mad at eachother even it's just early morning. But how Neteyam also in that argument as well tho, not trying to calm his siblings or mediate them, that's could be one of most shocking moments of his life.

When Jake tried to say something to stop them as usual he was, again, shut off by the Siblings stromed out of their marui, so fast that they didn't noticed Spider and could've bump into him if he didn't managed to avoid it in time. “ woah easy there cuz ”

He tried to sounded chill, but the way they hastily turned to him was too.. too fast he wonder if they'd get neckache after that

Then they started to cry, out loud, little Tuk quickly ran to him for a tight hug and cried into his chest as if she was afraid he would disappear before her eyes if she doesn't hurry, he had just realized how much this three-years-old na'vi girl had grown in that moment due her height and strength she leaned and put on him. the older siblings also moved to his side pulled him into their hug. Spider can feel their tails curled around his middle, his thigh, his legs and his waist.

Spider was really confused now. Why are they be like this?? Did something happened?? If it's only Tuk, he could assume she had a nightmare and he know how to handle it! But this! This with other siblings had same action, he had no idea what should to do.

Not that he mind it though he liked it even, but it's too sudden and he couldn't keep up with whatever they're thinking “ um.. what's worng guys? ”

They didn't answer him just some murmur ,into his shoulder from Lo'ak and Neteyam, he couldn't understand due how quiet they were. However this was bad, really bad, they're still in fornt of the Sullys' marui and Neytiri can show up at any moment, she would kick him out as soon as she saw him be near her children this much.

“ Kids, let Spider breathe should you? ” Jake suggested after returned from his thoughts, he also didn't sure about his mate's reaction to this especially after everything that happened yesterday, or he should say his previous dream? He didn't ask for this kind of dream

The siblings' ears perked up a little but they weren't stopped their snuggling to their human brother friend, but at very least they hold back a little more except for Tuk, wait his kids also younger?

He heard footsteps and oh his mate was on her way, his chlidren must heard it as well 'cause they hastily got up and shield Spider from door way before set off with Tuk threw herself into Spider's arm to be hold by him.

“ Jake, where the kids going? ” Neytiri pushed the beaded curtains aside, her words were so firm, so sharp that it sounded like command and it's not sounded like he's in a dream

Of course you're not, stop being in denial already, Jake. Even though all of these made no sense and no one explained anything to him, it's not a dream, it's real, all of these nonsense shit are real. He sighed in acceptance. “ Sorry, Neytiri but I think we should give them times they need for now. ”

His mate looked offended as he continued, or more like changed topic, “ However, did you notice something weird like our children look.. younger? As if.. I mean.. ugh I don't know how to explain this damn consequence ” Jake messed his hair in frustration of himself.

Neytiri, closed her eyes, took a deep breth try to calm herself as well then let out a long exhale, she calm down a little “ yes, yes I noticed that. It's most obvious with our baby Tuk, she's a baby but not like this ”

Jake desperately needed explanation. Why Eywa can't tell anything to him before did all of this and chose to left him confuse? He would say this again in case he didn't made it clear enough; If this was a dream, please hurry wake him up.

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Neteyam didn't know how to react to all of these just like his siblings were; yesterday they had learned that their brothers was dead and now when they woke up they met him again even though it's him in younger version.

Surely, made them all confuse amd totally lost, what can be done in this kind of situation anyways? If this was a dream then he wish he wouldn't have to wake up, at least not so soon.

He made up his mind as soon as he saw him that just screw it all they're back, to home, to the forest and with their brother and that's all what matter. He looked over Spider's, who still confuse and ask for explaination, head to met his siblings' eyes

They're all agreed with him

#spider socorro #miles spider socorro #jake sully #sully siblings #neteyam #avatar #avatar the way of water #atwow #atwow fanfiction #time travel

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forjongseong · 2 years ago

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PART 9! HERE WE GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Jay mopping the floor, using the mop handle like a microphone stand.

we already KNOW thats him irl dhsjakdhajk

“Let me love you,” he sang, dipping you and kissing your collarbones. “Good morning, my queen.”

me giggling all ugly and shit MORNING JAY

He’s really a malewife at this point, you thought.

MALEWIFE DHSJAKDHAJK teach me how to make mine one too

“I checked last night and I think you’re running out of pads, but I forgot which one you use,” Jay explained, stepping closer to the shelf of pads. “Is it this one?” He asked, pointing to a pink packaging.

no really, jay. HOW DO I TEACH MY BF THESE MANNERS? THANKS

“Because being a woman is fucking expensive, love,” you chuckled as you replied to him.

DUDE this is so true. pads are fucking expensive. i said the exact thing to my man too when we had to run to the store to buy me some dhajskdhjakdhak he was so shocked at the price ):

You laughed at his reaction and gave him a pat on his shoulder. “You’re a good man, Hwi. If you’re dating someone, let me know. I need to make sure she’s not taking advantage of my assistant.”

I WILL NEVER TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THIS BEAUTIFUL MAN OMFG DONT DOUBT ME

“Jay,” you whispered, “I don’t think I have the energy to do anything.”

GIRL SSSSHHHHH HE WANTS IT HE WILL DO IT

“You mean like… somnophilia?” Jay asked.

THE WAY I FUCKING GASPED WITH MY JAW DROPPING. THE QUEEN HAD SPOKEN INTO THE MIC, JAY. DO AS THE QUEEN SAYS AND STFU

Jay closed his eyes and bit his lips, almost as if he was imagining it happening. “Please don’t judge me, but that actually sounds hot.”

JUDGING U, JAY e_e

“Because you should give people the stuff that you like,” you answered, remembering that it was a lesson your parents taught you when you were young. “I’ll finish the gingerbread latte.”

“It’s okay, baby, I’ll drink that one.”

THE WAY WE TALKED ABOUT THIS SCENE WHEN U WENT AND GRABBED BOTH DRINKS TOO omfg nana now seeing jay in display im crying bye

“Oh, it feels nice to be called appa by a daughter,” he said, placing a hand over his chest sentimentally. Jay rolled his eyes and just dragged his father to the front door.

LMFAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO JEALOUS JAY I AM WHEEZING

“Sweetheart.” Jay’s mother turned to face you, wiping her hands on her apron before she put her hand under your chin to tilt your face up. “You’re not letting anybody down as long as you love him. And believe me, he adores you.”

from experience, FELT. you never wanna disappoint anyone and try so hard to learn to do something for the one you love. and sometimes, you feel like you have no one to turn to or tell to even though you should be able to tell that certain someone. fhjaskdhjak sorry for blabbering T_T like myself for example, i was really afraid to be a part of my bf's family when he proposed. i was scared that i wasnt going to live up to anyone's expectations. but his mother really helped me because i didnt have my mom to teach me while growing up and i didnt know how to do anything. so im very thankful for all of this hdjaskdhjak OKAY ENOUGH ABOUT ME

“I’ve noticed that you’ve been slapping my ass quite often,” you commented, taking a cotton pad and drenching it with micellar water. “Do you like it that much?”

“Can’t really blame me. You’ve got a cute ass,” Jay shrugged, reaching for the remote.

AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH THE ASS SLAPPING SCENE DJAHSJDKASHAHAHAHA I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT

At the same time, Jay spotted you from a distance, and he sent you another text as he smiled, keeping his eyes on you.

I GUSHED AND MELTED AND SCREAMED SO LOUD HAHA

“Guys,” she said, flipping her hair back to look at the rest of the group. “Jay’s auntie is here to pick him up.”

NO WONDER SHE'S AN EX-GF LMAO BYE BITCH

Jay moved to shield you from their stares and gave you a warm smile. “I’ve talked with them enough. I’d rather keep you company now. Two minutes, okay? Don’t go anywhere.”

S T A N D A R D <- DONT TALK TO ME IF U AINT JAY

“Baby?” Jay sat up, watching as you made your way to the kitchen.

BABY T_T im sitting back down

He moved closer to you and took your hand, bringing it up to his lips for him to kiss.

WHO PUT ONIONS IN FRONT OF ME?

“For the first part, you can say my parents raised me well,” Jay explained. He put his finger under your chin and tilted your head up. “And for the second part, I just watched a lot of porn and romance movies, to be honest.”

HAHAHDSHAJKDHAJKDHAJKS SHUT UP JAY IM WHEEZING

“I read a lot of smut,” you said, matter-of-factly.

THE EXPOSURE SADFGHJK BYE

“I’m gonna go shower, and if you’re still working by the time I’m done, I’m gonna get mad,” Jay said. He leaned in to kiss the top of your head before disappearing. You just smiled and continued to work.

ouuuuu so scary~

“Your hands can continue to be occupied,” Jay said, his hot breath tickling your thighs. “Please stroke my hair.”

BRUHHHHHHH omfg ofc jay anything for you!

“That’s sexy,” Jay commented. You just raised your eyebrows and nodded. “You’re sexy.”

THIS IS SENDING ME BYYYYYYYYYYYE I AM GONE NOW

“But wear the kimono again,” he requested. “It’s a great color on you.”

#TEAMFERAL

“You made me wait for sex for two days?!” Jay spat.

THE WAY I LAUGHED BECAUSE HIS ASSHAT DHJASKDHJASK HE DIDNT ASK EARLIER LMAO

The actual late-night snack can wait.

CRYING YELLING PUKING

NO BECAUSE I ALREADY FORGOT WHAT I WROTE HAHAHAHHA READING THIS MADE ME THINK A LOT LIKE what scene is this??? did this happen??? KAJHDSJKASHDSA

glad some parts are relatable! sometimes when I write I worry if the scene is too perfect or too good to be true but then comments like yours remind me that LIFE IS LIKE THAT sometimes

NOW GO DESTROY PART 9.5 BEFORE I RELEASE PART 10

#nanaanswers #nanafeedbacks #fic: al caer la noche #from.genie

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attink · 7 months ago

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ive had some weird dreams about my assaulter and his girlfriend recently. i think because april 30th of last year was the day i found out about everything, and my brain goes crazy about that sort of thing.

about a week ago i dreamt that i got a notification on my phone that said ***** ****** is coming to visit you! and i got extremely freaked out. my case didn’t go anywhere and there is no no-contact order, but he did visit my workplace on purpose after i found everything out, and had planned on transferring to my college at some point. after the police, though, he seems to be staying away from me, and only his girlfriend started showing up to my job (to walk around, buy nothing, look at me, and leave) I’m afraid of having no safe space. and i’m afraid that he’ll realize i can’t do much if he decides to come around where i work. sometimes, in a very fleeting way, im scared that he’ll want to come find me. the dream ended very shortly with me freaking out and looking out my windows for his car.

I can explain myself more with this next dream. Later, i dreamt that I was looking through my easter photos, only they weren’t mine, they were my assaulter’s girlfriend’s photos. I kept looking, scared that i would see his face in them, but i didn’t. Weird, right? This is the girl that my assaulter was with before me, and after me, (and truthfully i’m not sure if they’re still together but frankly i don’t care). In our own relationship he assaulted me several times. After the breakup, she asked me if he had r*ped me. I told her what happened to me (none of which i truly consider r*pe) and she told me the reason why she asked. for months i minimized my pain because she had gone through worse. in literally every way he treated me wrong, she got it worse. I felt sorry for her, i didnt hate her, and i compared my own pain to hers. Eventually, while i still had a case, i had to explain why i didn’t go to the cops immediately for mine. (i hoped it was an accident. him being a repeat assaulter changed my view)… then i got the “hate mail”, as i put it. it was from her, telling me how disgusting i was for butting into their lives, and how i should mind my business and move on. how i was petty, pathetic, delusional, and she pitied anybody who ever had the misfortune of coming into my life (her words, my friends and i would later laugh over this). So essentially this girl defended our assaulter to me after i tried to get some justice/at least make sure there was a record so he wouldn’t try to do that again. for months she came to my workplace (the word “stalk” has been used and that freaks me out) but luckily i haven’t seen him in almost a year and her in half.

and then.. last nights dream. I was sitting in some sort of class or church and lo and behold, this girl is sitting next to me. I ignore her, she ignores me, perfect. then somehow we’re away from everyone having a verbal argument. I don’t remember what she said, i just remember saying “you know what? its okay that you didn’t tell anyone or get help. I didn’t. Not until i knew what happened to you. im just trying to make sure it doesn’t happen again to anyone else, not even you. It’s like we said on the phone, whoever ends up with him will have to deal with this for the rest of their life.”

and then.. she was crying. In a perfect world, she’d get away from this guy and find someone decent. see that he’s not worth it. But as far as i know, there’s a girl out there still dating her assaulter and feeling fine that she told his other victim to fuck right off. I don’t think about it much, because its none of my business what two bad people are doing together, but i am frequently glad that im the one who’s not in the picture anymore.

there is no real point to this post besides reflecting on this stuff and reminding myself why i might be dreaming about my assaulter and some girl. i feel like if i didn’t, my brain would convince me that dreaming about people who hurt me isn’t natural

#sa survivor #tw sa

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livecharliereaction · 7 months ago

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That went by so fast i havent even processed i already read the whole episode after parties included. What the fuck i need to read my own liveblogs

ange didnt actually do shit but its still perfect because just her PRESENCE is so great i just like having her around making her comments. i recall mentioning it at some point but a Sarcastic character as a personality trait is a little hard to pull off because its so easy to make it so unfunny and annoying even... but she is so witty somehow... and shes not really MEAN she is a great talker i do think this she gets along with people GREAT... Yet she has only enemies in this world. How cruel. Ange if i was in your time i would be crying in my bed at night over the fact we woudlnt be friends.

erikas another one whose screentime i aaaalways enjoy now that i got to know her last game shes sooo much fun seriously

i somehow understand beato even less now didnt know thats possible. not sure if i like the dual personality thing she has going on id have to know more

The way she looks just like you is what I really can't get over...! I can't stand it...

kanon n shannon are so Nice. Not mind blowing not life breaking but i did cry over them that one time in the other episode i think theyre very NICE. And maybe im wrong but i cant recall kanon smiling and laughing ever before like he did this episode... Theyre nice both of thme

THEY MADE HER SAY THAT TOO? the au au (i dont know what to make of it but they obviously want me to think of hanyuu with the last convo with bern but i dont know if its like. Crazy direct in that that IS hanyuu or less tangible of a connection u know. Remains to be seen)

again i dont understand beato at all how did she weave herself up just from kanons words they seemed quite normal to me... is it the additional part about observing the trial and all maybe she understood something when it was said that shannon and kanon have less than a whole human soul But beato its ok because i TRUST you to have an explanation for everything in the end...

Somehow very happy that georges past was explained up it feels like the story knows hes a total loser and leaves it up to me to decide if i think he ha somehow redeemed himself through the power of love or not (me i dont think so because his and shannons love doesnt speak to me aside from the scene where she breaks a mirror - and even that i mostly like from the perspective of shannons character and her trying to become human more than As a scene for the couple...) (but now i feel like the storys giving me room to think that instead of me having to actively hate it something something multiple truths yeah)

lol i was probab imagining some vague epilogue stuff nuh uh they married right on my screen just now in the tea party (this was about george n shannon but well battler n beato did too) (I dont know how to feel about it yet though it was just golden land so it might not carry over i mean it should in case battler n beato but it might now i dont really get the time physics still)

ange is so amazings

that EVA appearance... the womb stuff yeah that will get to me it will oh eva...

I did trust erika to deliver last episode too but this one stabilized it that girl is an ACTOR and a DETECTIVE and a NEAR PERFECT PLAYER IN THE GAME an ENTERTAINER and has a cute dress too. wow how amazing It feels too early to do some kind of rankings but i will say if she is someones favorite i Will understand

the tea party w the unions and all i do have to wonder if thatll carry over to the next game... Human kanon?.......But maybe probably not since bern game master

HONORARY SCENE MENTIONS: the intro with the wedding and closed room flashforwards (havent had a foreshadowing scene with unknown narrator for a while - higurashi loved to do that) + kanon admitting his feelings for jessica both first to shannon n then jessica aww + erika fiercely fights miss maria age 9 over nothing + battler showing up to the love trial yayyy + the little scene with dlanor where erika goes I love you. and dlanor goes What did you say? cos its so ooc. crumble of erika lore #cheating + doll jessica how cool will probably never happen again + erikas PERFORMANCE to get the packing tape ...I... Furudo Erika... haev packing tape...!! + beato erika duel near the end i forgot how fun her playstyle is that beato

AND THEN THE TOP 3

BATTLER REJECTS BEATOS COOKIES AND TALKS TO HIMSELF ABOUT IT! How heartbreaking! Wheres beato i was grieving TOO! Woww

Erika seals battler to the closed room special shoutout to the part where she reveals she "re-killed" everyone severed their heads and shit. Who does that? She is just so crazy crazy girl i loooove her.

The wedding of course... The penetrative description of her putting the cursed ring on him... the festivities... the erika dress... the knox crew argument about the windows with gaap... the overall feeling of a This is a cursed wedding. Someone is going to object and the fact that lambdabern was acknowledging this kinda too they were like Girl where is she... the letter addressed to lambdadelta... the beato gaming... Wowwww

IN CONCLUSION. Greatest episode ever did u notice i listed almost every scene literally. What the fuck. I hear it only gets better too. Ok goodnight. erika fan club

#charumi6

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manichsey · 1 year ago

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hm, hi i guess...

Again, it's been a while since the last time and a lot had happend. Now i have i little cat named Daisy, and yes it is because of Daisy Jones and The Six!!! I am finally on my last year of high school, and i dont like to think about it bc i have no idea of what ill do after school, bc i know im going to college, but i dont like to think about it bc i just FREAK OUT everytime, in college i wont have my friends, college isnt like school that i can laugh all day and just gossip w my friends. College means im an adult, and i hate to think about it, i hate to know that in a few years i wont be a teenager anymore and thta my life will only depends on me, i hate that. I hate that im no longer a kid that goes to school and eats the snaks my mom made me, i hate that im growing up but yet i just want to grow up as fast as i can. I want to live my own life, i want to do whatever i want, i want to travel, i want to live my own life, so why is it so hard to grow up?

Also i have no idea of how im going to survive two months in my house with my family, i love my family so much and they r perfect, but recently the only person i really enjoy being with is my mom. Ever since my dad went like CRAZY i dont feel like he really my dad, i know he is my dad, but he is so different and i dont want to bpther him or give more problems to him, and at the same time my old sister - who is the person that i love most in the whole world - is so... i dont know how to say it but she is so far away even when she is home, she is always mad, angry or just so different... i cant explain it but i guess that what happend to my dad just hitted her different than it did to me. Me and my mom didnt freak out with dad, i guess we just couldnt react to what happened and we frozed. I frozed

I am not the same person i was before september 30th and i guess i wont ever be that person again. I frozed. Every day i go back to what happend that night, i didnt get over it, and im with almost two months of teasr in my throat and i cant cry bc of it bc i dont want to upset my dad and bc its been a while since that happend so dont want to bring it all up again, my family cant handle it and i dont think i can handle with it without screamig and crying and hitting my head in the wall . I just wish i could go back in time and prevent it. I dont know what peace is ever since that, i just feel calm when im not home, when my dad is not home or when im with my friends, and i feel terrible about it bc my dad is the BEST person in the whole world, i love him so fucking much, he was the first person in my family that knew that im lesbian, he was the first that i told bc i trust him with all of my heart and soul, and yet i feel like my spirit just left my body everytime i hear him running in the house, or talking a bit louder, and i cant help myself from feeling it. And i guess im the worst person in the world bc sometimes i just want to runaway and pretend that nothing happend even though my mind reminds me everyday of what happend.

I just want my life to be normal again and i dont know why im writing about it on the internet but here we are hahahaha

going to sleep now

bye bye

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writethesleepaway · 2 years ago

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Every Girl But One - P2

Summary: Growing up with Steve Harrington as your best friend meant that you saw each other as family. Watching that role stick after your feelings for him change can only hurt.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader

WC: 3328

Warnings: angst, fluff, happy ending!

A/N: based on a true fucking story because god i fucking hate 'being one of the boys' but i didnt have a happy ending LOL

(divider by @delishlydelightfuldividers)

To say that you were confused was an understatement. You didn't know that someone could go through as many emotions as you did in such a short amount of time. How dare Steve react the way that he did, how dare he break your heart the way that he did. It wasn't even the fact that he just left which made you upset, it was the fact that he said he 'feared' your confession. You knew he wouldn't see you as anything more than a friend but to think that little of you to the point of being scared of the possibility of anything more? That was past weird, now it was rude.

You cried your heart out to Robin, who thankfully walked you to your house, told your parents you were staying over for the weekend, grabbed a bag full of the essentials and walked you to her place, where you stayed up the whole night talking and eating ice cream. She left at around 9 am, claiming she 'knew a guy' and came back with 2 rolled joints, a couple of beers, and some guy with shaggy hair trailing alongside her like a lost puppy.

"I know it's only 9 am, but I got weed, beer, and Eddie!" she exclaimed as she held her hands out to show off the guy.

"Who the heck is Eddie?" you asked, in between sniffles.

"Me! I know we've never met but Robin said she needed a guy's mind to tackle a problem, and trust me, anything with King Steve is definitely a problem." he explained as he sat down next to you, offering his hand out for you to shake.

The mention of Steve's name only made you cry harder, making Eddie pull back his hand and look up at Robin worriedly.

"I'll let her explain." Robin stated as she started to light a joint.

"There's not much to explain, really. There's just this guy who I've always been best friends with, then I caught feelings like an idiot, then we stopped talking because he only had eyes for his girlfriend, and last night she dumped him so I confessed my feelings and he had the nerve to say 'You've said the one thing I've feared for so long.'"

"Wait, feared? Why would he fear that?" Eddie asked as he blew smoke from his mouth.

"Dunno. He said now we'll never go back to just being friends."

"Jesus, this guy is stupid. Is there anything more you need to say?"

"Not really..."

"Wonderful! I propose we get high, drunk, and listen to music!"

"Absolutely not! Eddie, your music taste is just noise, we're listening to Y/N's music."

"Robs we didn't bring any to your house..."

"HA then metal it is!"

Eddie laughed as he brought out a mixtape from his pocket while Robin groaned and you giggled at their interactions. As much as you were still upset over Steve, it was nice to have them as a distraction.

This dynamic continued for longer than you had expected. It took a few weeks to get over Steve but you found yourself back into the swing of things, and with a new friend now, Eddie! Eventually you graduated and even got accepted into University of Notre Dame. The move was good for you, the weight lifted off your shoulders as you became occupied with living your life on your own. You were a bit upset because you couldn't spend as much time with Robin or Eddie anymore, but you felt yourself evolve into a more mature and career orientated woman. The independence was necessary, as you'd say.

You always said you'd go visit Robin, but that happened less than you had hoped for. Either some teacher assigned insane amounts of working practically trapping you in the library to do research or you had some other friend to go visit. Time escaped your mind and you found yourself planning to finally go back to Hawkins in the summer of 1985. With just a few phone calls, your parents had cleared out your room for your arrival, as they asked about all the details of their college girl. While you tried to be positive and talk about your experience, you couldn't help but feel a bit sore. Hawkins was your home, it was also home to the one boy who kinda made it miserable. You weren't sure if you were ready to face him again, but you were determined to forget about it, you had better people to see anyways.

The drive back was quiet, you slept for most of it, trying to ignore the overthinking that plagued your mind. Even when you got back home, you flopped yourself on your bed, waiting for the evening to come so you could surprise Robin and Eddie.

"Y/N? Y/N!" a voice called out from the street. As you rushed to wipe the sleep from your eyes you wondered who was yelling at you with such frenzy. You pulled the door open to reveal your father who was waiting for you in the car.

"What is it?"

"We gotta go now! There's been a fire at Starcourt!"

"Starcourt? The mall?"

"Yeah, now let's go!"

"Wait hold on, why are we going to a mall that just burnt down?"

"Honey, you didn't know?"

"I didn't know what...?"

"That's the mall where Robin works! Now le'ts go!"

You felt your heart drop at your father's words. Without thinking you ran out to climb into the car, temporarily forgetting that you were still in a tank top and your flannel pants. Panic rushed through your mind as you thought of all the things that could have happened. The sound of sirens grew louder as you approached the mall and you ran out of the car, not even bothering to close the door.

"Robin? Robin! Where are you?" you yelled as you ran around trying to spot your friend. You made out a vague blur of teenagers who were all sitting on the edge of fire trucks or ambulances but you still couldn't find your friend. That was when a certain voice pulled you out of your head, causing you to turn around.

"Y/N...?" he whispered as your jaw dropped when you saw his face. Steve was sat against some wrecked car, holding ice to his face.

"Holy shit, Steve? What the hell happened to you?" you asked. You felt your body instinctively run towards him and reach out to touch his wounds, yanking your hand back when he winced.

"Y/N what are you doing here?"

"Not now Steve, I'm glad you're not dead but, I need to find Robin!"

"Y/N, I'm here!" she called as she limped over to the two of you, immediately pulling you into a hug.

"Robin what the fuck? I come home from college to find out the mall burned down and now you're here? What happened?!"

"Oh my god Y/N you won't believe this, so I started working at Scoops with Steve and then turns out the Russians were hiding in our mall so we had to decoded their message and then the Russians caught us and they drugged us and Steve and I were tortured, well Steve was tortured, and then Billy got possessed and then there was this huge fucking monster and we almost died but we didnt!"

"Robin... what."

"I'm serious Y/N! I'm fully serious!"

"Okay, let's get you home."

"What about Steve?"

"We can't just leave him here!"

"I'm not entirely sure when you became friends with him, but I'm not friends with him. He can figure out how to get home, my ride deal only stands with you."

Robin looked over at Steve who had his head tilted back as he held the ice to his face. You stood firm in your decision and your father was waiting by his car, asking if people were okay as they walked by.

"Y/N, I promise I will explain everything, please just, come over to my house tonight. Or better, let's go to Steve's and we'll explain it all."

"Steve's? You have got to be kidding me Robs do you not remember what he did to me? I go for one year and I come back and you're besties now?!"

"I promise it's not what it looks like, I swear! I will explain everything, please, just trust me."

Robin put on the puppy eyes that you knew you were too weak to say no to, so you slapped Steve on the shoulder and told him to follow you and her to your dad's car. You explained that you'd take care of the two at Steve's house, which he thankfully agreed to with no questions, and dropped you off in front of Steve's home.

When you entered you let out a breath of relief at seeing an empty house. Some things just didn't change no matter how long you stayed away. You pushed Robin and Steve onto the couch as you looked around for a first aid kit and grabbed glasses of water for the pair.

"Someone better start talking right now." you muttered as you took out disinfectant and poured it onto some cotton balls.

"Hawkins is fucking cursed." Steve whispered as he stared off into the distance.

"Elaborate."

"Remember that Byers kid? Will? The one who went missing?"

"What about him?"

"He didn't go missing, he was kidnapped by some fucking monster."

"Those monsters came from the same place the monster that attacked us at the mall! The same one that possessed Billy!" Robin added.

For the next 40 minutes they explained the whole situation of how the Upside Down came to take place in Hawkins, starting with Will's dissappearance and up until the burning of Starcourt. You took your time to clean Steve's face, slapping his arm every time he winced or hissed at the pain.

"So, the supernatural are in Hawkins, Steve you've been fighting them for like a year and a half, and you almost died fighting another at the mall last night?"

"Yeah pretty much." Steve whispered, now leaning on his side.

"Y/N I swear Steve has been nothing but good to me. At first I really didn't wanna work with him because I know what he's done to you but just trust me when I say he's a better guy now."

"Okay."

"That's it?"

"Yeah, that's it. I trust you Robin, I'm just glad you're safe."

Robin teared up as she pulled you into another hug, earning a chuckle from both you and Steve.

"Now chop chop, it's bed time for the both of you."

You ordered Steve to say seated as you went upstairs and brought out clothes for Robin to change into as well as a blanket for her to use on mattress in the spare room. It felt somewhat natural, being back in Steve's house and moving around as if it was your own. Yet another part of you felt like a fake, like you were playing the role of someone who knew what to do, when really you didn't. You weren't ignorant, you knew that Steve's eyes were on you the whole time, you knew he was watching you, but you were more focused on Robin. By the time you tucked her into bed and promised you'd be right up, you had expected Steve to go up on his own, prompting you to come back downstairs for a beer, you definitely needed one.

"Does it feel natural, to be back in my house?" he whispered from the darkness surrounding the couch, inticing a yelp from you.

"Christ Steve I thought you had gone to bed. I don't need to tuck you in you're not a little boy."

"It's been a while, since you've been here. I've missed seeing you here." he continued.

"Steve, I don't know what the Russians injected you with, but you need to sleep it off. Come on, up you go."

"I don't wanna go. If I sleep they'll get me, they'll get me in my sleep."

"Who'll get you?"

"Everything, everyone. The demogorgon, demodogs, Billy, the mind flayer, the Russians, they'll all get me."

"Okay Steve, come on, I'm serious now. Go upstairs and go to bed."

"Goddamnit Y/N can't you see that I don't wanna sleep? I wanna talk to you!" he yelled, making you choke on your beer at his sudden outburst.

"Why the hell do you wanna do that? You must be exhausted, you need the sleep!"

"I don't need sleep I need you." he deadpanned.

"What did you just say?"

"I need you, Y/N."

"Steve, you're high."

"I don't give a fuck if I'm high. I was so fucking stupid and I lost you once, I won't lose you again."

"What in god's name are you talking about Harrington?"

"I know you know what I'm talking about."

"I don't, to be frank, I have no clue what you're talking about. Because I refuse to believe that you think that you lost me, that one night after the party. You didn't lose me, dumbass, you fucking left me, you pushed me away. Said you feared me having feelings for you."

"I know. And I regret it so much."

"We are not having this conversation right now oh my god."

"For fucks sake Y/N yes we are. I haven't been able to see you in a year and you're all I've been thinking about. I have dreamt of the day that I'd be able to talk to you again, to hold you, to love you, so for crying out let me explain."

You felt your mouth open and close like a fish, but you couldn't find any words, so you just kept quiet.

"I know what I did. I know I pushed you away, I know I said horrible words, but I did not mean them. Actually know, I did mean them, I meant them because nothing in this world, no demogorgon, no demodog, no mind flayer, no nothing, could fear me more, than the thought of losing you. I loved my parents, and now they're never home, I loved Nancy, and she dumped me, everything that I have loved, I have lost in some way or another. And I do not think that I would be able to continue in this world if I had lost you. I was scared, damn it, Y/N, I was so scared. I pushed you away because I thought that if you stayed away, I wouldn't be able to lose you for good. And then all the shit with the Upside Down happened and the last thing I needed was for you to get involved, so I did what I had to do. I thought if I broke your heart for good you'd be safe."

You heard Steve's voice crack as he started to cry. It took such an immense strength to not cry yourself. You wanted to run to him and hold him, tell him that you still loved him and that he would never lose you, but that part of you was fighting the more logical part, who knew that he could have explained this to you, he could have said something instead of just trashing you away the way that he did.

"Why didn't you say anything?"

"I was worried, scared, a coward, fucking stupid. I was all these things fit into some dumb highschool teenage boy who thought that the world was about pretty girls and basketball. And then a few days later I tried to make it up to Nancy and I fought a fucking demogorgon."

"I'm not sure what to say Steve. I've grown up myself, I'm in college, I have goals, I'm not the same Y/N I was almost two years ago."

"I know, and if anything I love this new you. You're more assertive, more confident, more knowledgable. It's attractive, don't get me wrong, but I'm more proud. You don't put up with shit anymore, especially not mine."

A comfortable silenct fell upon you two as you just sat staring at each other whlie you occasionally took sips from your beer. Even when you had finished it, you kept raising the bottle to your mouth, hoping there would be a little bit that you missed. Hundreds of thoughts whizzed around in your mind as you thought of what this meant for the future of you and Steve. At the end of the day he was still one of the closest friends you'd ever had.

"Y'know what, let's restart." you said after a while. Steve cocked his head to the side as he looked at you with a confused expression.

"Restart?"

"Yeah. We're two different people now, so let's restart. Hello, my name is Y/N Y/L/N. And you are?" you explained as you walked closer to him, holding out your hand to shake his. Steve still looked skeptical but couldn't hold back his smile at being able to touch you.

"I'm Steve Harrington, nice to meet you."

"Oh but, can we just go back to the part where you said you said you wanted to hold and love me again?"

"Uh excuse me? I don't think I've ever said that to you, afterall, we just met 30 seconds ago Miss Y/L/N!" Steve joked as he pulled you down into him, leading to you falling into his lap and against his chest. He wrapped his arms around you tightly and pressed a kiss into your hair.

"Bold of you to be hugging a person you just met Mr. Harrington." you whispered, pulling yourself back just enough to see the pout on Steve's face. You cracked, wrapping your own arms around him and squeezing. Sobs wracked through his body as he held on to you, he didn't expect this moment to make him so emotional, but he couldn't help but cry.

"So what now? I know we restarted but, we have so much history, and, I still love you so much..." Steve muttered into your ear as he held you.

"We'll talk about it tomorrow Steve, I'm here for 2 whole months, we don't have to go through this now. You need to rest."

"I don't wanna sleep alone..."

"Are you asking me to sleep with you? Jesus Harrington you're fast!"

"Oh cut the crap Y/N let me cuddle my girl."

"Your girl?"

"Uhm, that is if you want to be."

"I've always been your girl Steve, just different meanings of that phrase. We'll talk about it tomorrow, I promise, but let's get some sleep now okay?"

"Let's? As in us? As in you and me?" he asked excitedly as you pulled his wrist and dragged him up the stairs.

"Yes Steve, you and me."

When you reached his bedroom, you crept away for a moment to check that Robin was safe, smiling when you saw her passed out and snoring in the bed. You turned back to Steve's room to find him tucked in, holding the blanket and his arms out as he was waiting for you to join him. Kicking off your shoes, you slid in next to him, and Steve wasted no time in pulling you close into his arms and nuzzling his face into yours.

He fell asleep quickly, but you stayed up for some time. You couldn't help but scold yourself for folding so quickly, you had hoped that you had more strength when it came to Steve, but another part of you was glad that things were on the mend. You knew that realistically you would start dating, which would suck given that you'd have to go back to college, leaving Steve in a dangerous town, but you decided that that would be a concern for tomorrow. Before you fell asleep you smiled to yourself, happy at being in Steve's arms again, where you belonged.

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wholesomeivygreen · 3 years ago

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Sukuna never had a problem getting himself off. He had multiple people to pleasure him ofcourse. It was always one needy whore after another, girl or boy, man or woman. They all wanted to be beside him and praise him.

All untill you. You and your innocent little joy of life.

The day he saw you he was raptured by your sweet smile and blinding beauty. Ofcourse sukuna being the king of curses wanted a taste of you and he knew that once you got a taste of him, you would be on your knees ready to serve him, or so he thought.

To lure you in he disguised himself as a commoner. As much as he hated it that was the only way he could get you to sleep with him. And so there he was standing in front of you- hand in hand...and in a date? He didnt quite understand the concept of dating. It was bizzare and quite complex.. I mean why spend time talking about interests and giving information about oneself that can be used in battles when you could indulge in worldly pleasures lusting over him.

But when he stood there, next to your smiling figure that was failing to get the toy out of the mysterious box of gifts and treasures or as you called it a claw crane.

He didn't understand how small things like those could excite you, he knew he could get you better toys, gifts unfathomable to human kind. Gifts and treasures that only the richest-

"Hehe look isnt this one adorable" you swirled your arm into his pulling him close to hear your heavenly laughter more clearly making him twinge with goosebumps.

As you continued to adore the little ball of cotton he made it his mission to buy the biggest toy there was. Huffing his chest when making the promise only to find you laughing and telling him that it was late and you both needed to catch the last bus.

Scoffing he agreed but somehow the walk back to the station made his way with talks and taunts that somehow made the curse laugh with genuine joy and peace.

Sometimes he found himself smiling and bit too fondly and having to remind himself that he was the kind of curses, devil reincarnated, a powerful curse who once ravaged the earth making thousands tremble-

Disturbed from his thoughts you pulled him down to land the lightest kiss on his cheekbone making him stare at you in wonder.

"Good night sukuna" ofcourse he told you his name....well he wanted to tell you his actual form too but after tonight...god what if he would scare you? What if you didnt want to be with him...wait be with him? Why would he be worried if you wanted to be with him or not?

Laughing he questioned his thoughts making him talk to himself in the dark way back home

'Yea right. Me the powerful sukuna..wanting a woman like her to be with me' what rubbish he thought while having the slightest tinge of red coat his ears.

As a couple weeks went by you both got closer and closer. The more you grew closer you more flustered you got, and ofcourse he wouldnt miss any tiny detail. Everytime he did something to mess with you he would await to see your lovely flustered reaction.

When he would lean down to brush his lips on yours ever so slightly teasing every inch of your tiny self he found himself filled with eagerness and desperation to get closer and make you his. But oh dear god the way you would whimper and sound off his reactions sending blood straight to his dick.

When he found out you reacted like that, whimpering and trembling at his arms sensitive to his touch he found himself repeating it over and over again.

Only to break apart one day and found himself pinning you to the floor as he floated on top of you lips inches apart, eyes fumbling between his and his lips as though signaling to wanting more.

"You look so fucking pretty like this" he said cupping your tiny face with his big hand bringing it closer to a heated kiss, tongue swirling into your own only making you groan into the kiss. With every sound you made, every trace of your small fingers on his body he only was tempted more, tempted to rip off every piece of clothing your body dared to hold.

He wanted to leave marks all over your body, emotion of jealousy and possessiveness taking over him as he left dark red kisses onto your soft skin.

When he raised his head he found you looking at him with a shock.

"Wha- who are you?"

Confusion evidenton his face he jerked back "Huh doll what are you talking about? I'm sukuna"

"No..sukuna doesnt look like this" you said backing off to a corner and as he noted his tatto on his wrists he realised, he changed back to his form. A form he grew when in lust or holding a desire to monopolize something.

Fuck

"Sweetheart. It's me.. I was just-" he knew no words put together would explain who he was and the grew a bit angry when he saw your face holding disgust or so he thought.

Huffing he sat down explaining the most he could. Leaving out parts where he would continue on another day but today he needed you, he needed to feel you, to hear your sweet sultry voice begging him to make you cum.

To his shock you werent afraid, hurting he didnt tell you before this but as you scoped closer cupping his face clearly way too big for your tiny hand

"I just wish youd told me sooner. I dont care where you're from and what you did. As long as we are together I dont want to worry about that."

Sukuna never knew words could turn him on the way it did right now. Pouncing on you continuing where he left off he was quick to remove all your clothing.

As he removed his he noted the way you stared into his chest eyeing his every feature. As though you wanted to eat him up. As he removed his underwear your mouth fell wide.

There was no way that would fit you. No way

As though he could read your mind he came to kiss you deeply

"Dont worry brat, I'll make sure to stretch you wide enough to take me. Hmm? I know my princess will do that for me wont ya?" Nodding he smacked one hand on your cunt he trailed his fingers that were so big you worried about them fitting too.

As he rubbed circles on your clit enjoying every sound that poured out from your sweet lips. As he traced the lining of your dripping pussy he collected some of your juices in his fingers before bringing them to his mouth sucking on them

"Fuck you taste so good. Cant wait to fill you with my cum."

With the end of that sentence he entered your tight hole. Fingering you slowly at first so you got used to his huge fingers. He pumped you in and out observing every twitch and shiver you showed. He sucked onto one of your breasts and the other hand rubbed deep circles on your clit and massaged your folds.

The way he fingered you were sinful, every turn and pull making you moan in delight. As he swirled his index and pointing finger to pump more juices from your dripping cunt he came down to suck on your sensitive clit flicking it with his tongue. He continued his ministrations ramming his fingers into your twitching hole.

He was observant, learning your every reaction as he curled up his fingers to reach a spot so sensitive earning a Yelp and you scurrying away from his touch only for him to pull you back with his nails digging into the soft of your thighs. Kissing you thighs biting the inner side of them.

"Did I tell you could move away from my touch brat? The next time you scurry away and I wont let you cum. Okay? and be a good little whore and lemme stretch you" his words leaving a harsh warning into your brain you knew not to move. Rather you pushed your hips to match his pace as he fingered you to your orgasm.

As you felt a gush of water on your inner thighs you were left heaving and trying to make sense of reality when he came forward lining himself towards your entrance collecting the juices your dripping pussy let out.

"Hmm..and what should I do next princess?? Hmm?"

"Please- I.. want you in me" you said nervously fidgeting with you arms as you let you arms hang on his broad shoulders. He kissed the side of your ears whispering in an octave deeper than usual

"Want what?" He teasing and licking your ears, he knew it was your sensitive spot

"I want your huge cock. Please sukuna"

"Say it clearly brat" he said slapping your boobs before sucking and nibbling your tip

"I want ...want your big dick in me.. please sukuna"

"That's it..that's all I wanted to hear my sweet whore"

As words left your mouth you felt a stretch in your tiny pussy earning a groan from the great king himself before sinking in to reach the deepest part of you that no one ever could

"Fuck you're so fucking tight" he said ramming himself into you obliterating your sweet cunt. His thrusts never slowed down only growing stronger and a tad bit faster so that you were getting accustomed to him. The stretch was so much, too much for you to handle as you felt tears spilling from your reddened cheeks you held onto him hoping you make it out out this alive because the way he was making a mess out of you you werent sure.

He continued and on noticing your tears he kissed your cheeks and lips asking if you were okay. The great king reduced to asking whether you were okay or not..times had truly changed

"Go- go a bit slower.. you're...to..too big unnhhh" you said leaving nail marks on his back earning a hiss from him and that sentence just drove him over the cliff.

Realization hit and he slowed down not so much just a bit so that his arms were on either side of you, mouth kissing your cry of pleasure away.

Soon his arms held your waist in a way to slightly hold you up and he angled himself to curve himself into you. You gasped into the air, breath leaving your lungs for a second as he smirked with the power that only he had. To make such a face out of you.

Hair messed up, body sweating and mouth left gaping open for him to steal open mouthed kisses anytime he wants. As he pulled you closer every inch of his dick now entering your tight cunny you felt your stomach bulging a bit and on looking down you found a bump of his tip. Smirking he massaged the area

"Is my dick too big for you tight cunny hm?" He said but the sight of you fucked up like this only drove him nuts making him turn your insides violently making you scream.

"Yes..you're so big. So fucking biggg...fuck su...I'm.. I'm so.."

Circling your sensitive clit he groaned into the sensation of you tightening on him "I know princess. Fuck I'm close too"

As you felt white run out you jerked your hips to match his brutal pace whimpering about how big he was and how hes ruining you.

With every thrust he grew closer to his unbecoming as he let out white strings of hot cum into your tight sweet cunny.

The sight etched into his memory, you laid out in front of him bare and vulnerable with dark marks all over your body, cunt leaking out his cum and sheets soaked with both your fluids.

This was a sight he would never forget as he laid next to you bringing you on top of him you rubbed circles on his tattooed chest admiring his chiseled body.

He brought your face up to kiss him sweetly, as though he was scared he would break you.

You fell into a deep slumber while the curse stayed awake..wondering what to be done of his new pet.

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jiminiesfavouritecolourisblue · 4 years ago

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Our little love part 2 - mafia/yandere au Drabble {angst + fluff}

As always please let me know what you think, I am actually going to go to bed now my brain is angry with me for not sleeping.

It seemed the cycle was never ending, you fucking up and pissing them off, them punishing you by drowning you in their love, only letting you come up to breathe so you could swim in your own guilt and submit to them.

You wince as the victim to your latest fuck up gets another blow to his chest. Taehyung and Hobi held onto his arms as Jungkook and Jimin kick and punch the poor individual. You know not to speak, it’ll only make things worse. Temperament was a fickle thing in their lives, trust was everything, and you still had to build yours up again.

“Y/n help please,” Kai whimpers as you stood with your arms crossed looking away.

“Don’t fucking say her name,” Jungkook growled before punching your ex colleague in the face. You’re frowning, the need to beg them to stop was fighting for exit on the top of your tongue, but you bite it down and pray Kai doesn’t say another word. You know if you do as he asks they’d kill him. Your punishment was to watch silently.

Yoongi strolls up behind you, hands in his pockets before he rests his head on your shoulder, watching the display in front of you both.

“Nothing to say little love?” He whispers as your friend groans out in pain.

Please don’t kill him, you want to say, but you just shake your head in defeat. You want to believe they’re better than this, but the evidence of the contrary was never hidden from you. They showed you every side of them whether proud of it or not with bold eyes daring you to stop loving them, pushing your boundaries and morals waiting for you to snap. But the breaking point never came, you loved them, you shouldn’t and you knew it, but you did. You were completely and utterly theirs, yet still they treated you like you hadn’t seen the worst of them. Like you would run away the second you realised they were monsters, not that they would let you run far, only far enough to let you take a single breath before making you drown in them once again.

Yoongi wraps his arms around your waist, keeping an eye on your reactions. The asshole deserved it, not that they cared either way, he tried to take you away from them, that was enough.

Kai was your old partner before you took a very early retirement, what you didn’t know was that he continued the case you were working on before you left; the case of the seven men you now loved and the reason you quit said job. He had called you to meet up for old times sake and you, very naively in Yoongi’s mind, decided it was harmless. But if it was harmless why didn’t you say anything to the boys? You thought Kai didn’t know the reason you handed in your resignation, but he had been keeping an eye on you all before he realised you were the key to their downfall. He knew you harboured some feeling for him in the past and thought you’d reciprocate when he tried to flirt his way into getting his hands on the evidence you collected, he didnt know you burned it all. You lied to him and said you lost it, same difference anyway. This prompted plan b from him.

“Y/n they’re criminals,” he had said to you. “You’re a cop at heart you can’t love them.”

You floundered at his words when you realised he knew, and yet he still asked you to betray them.

“Kai I think I need to go...”

It was a mistake, you knew it then, but he followed you out onto the street and you hoped tonight the men you loved weren’t keeping an eye on you. Maybe naive was an understatement.

“Are they coercing you Y/n! Do they have something on you or are they threatening you?” He calls after you. “Because the Y/n I know would never love killers, what have they done to you?”

It was when he reached his hand out to grab your arm that your boyfriends decided to show themselves from the shadows. Which lead to the situation now, Kai beat up and bruised beyond recognition, and you forced to watch. He falls unconscious and they let him drop to the floor, you hate this side of them, it was cruel and cold but you’d never leave. They turn to face you now, their anger still present despite the last hour of releasing it onto your old partner. They don’t miss the way you’re shaking, the shallow breaths as you try and keep your tears to yourself. As much as you hate their violence, you hate their disappointment in you more.

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You’re sitting in Joonie’s lap for what you call the debriefing of your punishment, this happened way too often in your opinion. You look down but he wasn’t having it today, tilting your head to look at him by your chin.

“Why did you get punished today little love?” He starts the same way as usual.

“I went out without telling you guys where I was going or who with,” you say while fiddling with your fingers out of nervous habit.

“And?” Hobi sits across from you in a chair, legs straddling the back and an elbow rested on top with his fist holding up his face. Hobi was hardest to pacify, he was ruthless and unforgiving and while that didn’t extend to you, you still had a hard time with his stubborn anger.

“I met up with Kai, and I let him touch me,” you’ve done this too many times before to not know how it worked. Kai’s ‘touch’ obviously meant nothing to you but for them it was the worst crime anyone could commit against their little love.

You remember the time you nearly tripped in the park and a guy steadied you politely, but you still had to hold Jungkook back from throwing hands.

“Kookie would you rather I fell and hurt myself?” No he hadn’t wanted that so he grumbled in agreement still seething but you cooled it down. “Instead of hitting him maybe you should thank him,” it was a joke but it made the youngest scoff.

“Baby girl why can’t you just be good?” Namjoon’s sigh brings you back to the present. “Why do you always have to test us like this?”

You didn’t mean to, you want to say it but the words are stuck below the sob in your throat. You actually whimper as his tone, bottom lip wobbling pathetically. He hadn’t even told you off properly, but you already felt like a mess as he bathed you in his disappointment. That was the common consequence of your actions and you hated it, you couldn’t do anything right.

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“Jin do you need help with the food?” You ask your eldest boyfriend politely, he was frowning and you thought it was because today’s meal was too much for him to handle alone, his tone of voice made you realise it was because of you.

“No, I’m alright,” he doesn’t look at you as he speaks and you’re left gaping at him like a fish. Jin loved it when you cooked with him, it was your bonding time without the others, although Yoongi would join you from time to time. The others also tried but Jin wouldn’t let them anywhere near the kitchen, they hogged you enough anyway.

You feel your soul deflate, still standing there as he ignored you.

“Are you mad at me too?”

The way you said it made his heart twinge with guilt, but the others were right you wouldn’t learn and your first betrayal was still fresh on their minds. He sighs and you turn away, refusing to crying in front of them for the tenth time that day. What was wrong with you? Ever since that day where they found out who you really were you felt like you werent enough anymore, you tried so hard to make up for it all but you kept messing up. You weren’t like this before, but after seeing the hurt you put them through you were constantly on edge and second guessing yourself. You wish you could go back and stop them from ever finding out.

Jin hears the sniffle as you walk away and he can’t go through with it.

“Wait little love,” he calls for you. “I forgot to cut the onions, would you mind?”

You shake your head, you didn’t mind, but you didn’t trust your voice to answer for you. Youre grateful to Jin for giving you this task, it hides the fact you’re crying, but you know he doesn’t miss it.

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Jimin and Taehyung were giving you narrowed stern gazes through dinner, it put you off your food which resulted in getting told off by Jin just after he branched out to you in the kitchen.

You felt alone, like the seven men you loved were against you and there was no one to blame but yourself.

“I’m sorry,” you say quietly before getting up and removing yourself from the dinner table and dining room, ignoring all of their stares. You decide maybe an early night is best, you could start again fresh tomorrow. You don’t get too far up the stairs before a hand pulls you back, you turn to see Jimin with Tae a few steps behind him.

You’re so used to seeing them laugh and play around that it feels like you’re looking at different people. Even during missions or gun fights, the youngest three were always joking their way through the bloodshed, keeping scores of who got the most headshots and other grotesque games. You remember the time Jimin and Tae called you during he middle of a shoot out, arguing with you and each other over who you loved more out of the two while you begged them to not get shot or killed.

“Why did you go see him Y/n?” Jimin asked, he wore the demeanour he used for enemies and it takes you back to that night.

“I... h-he said he wanted to see me to catch up,” you explain but you know it’ll fall on deaf ears.

“And you thought that was a good idea, to see your old cop buddy?” His tone makes you feel stupid, you weren’t stupid.

“He was my friend Jimin,” you say in disbelief, you know in the end it was a mistake but at the time it didn’t seem like the worst idea in the world.

“You’re ours,” Taehyung moved forward, towering over you even though he’s a step below you. His face is close to your own, eyes burning into yours as he looks disgusted at the words that left your mouth as if they’re still attached to you. “How do you think we felt when you went to see another detective? Do you have any idea what was going through our heads?”

“Tae I love you,” you lean away from him, searching his face for a hint of softness and love in his gaze, but there was only fire. “You know I wouldn’t, you all know I wouldn’t, I left that life for you why would I turn back to it?”

He stalks away from you without a word, Jimin close behind, giving you a final cold glance before leaving you alone. You thought your love could make them better but if anything you made their darkness worse.

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Jungkook needed to vent, the only way he knew how was physically. Obviously it wasn’t the cleverest thing he’s done, taking rounds with the punching bag only to open up the cuts on his hand from beating the bastard earlier. He mutters a few curse words under his breath, why did you make matters worse? Maybe they were being harsh on you before today, finding any excuse to punish you a little, test your boundaries and see if you would run, but today they honestly feared that was what happened. They thought you chose to leave them and go back to the life you had before them, but they’d never let you go, they couldn’t let you go. Despite everything you loved them and they worshipped the ground you walked on. You were everything for them now, there’s be no point to any of them without you. Why didn’t you understand that?

He throws another punch to the bag, spreading his blood across them, it hurt like hell, but the thought of you running back to your old partner still played on all of their minds. He wanted to cry, he wanted to find you and beg you to never leave them, they’d be nothing without you.

There’s a knock on the door and he finds you on the other side, waiting for permission to come in. You never waited for permission, it makes him frown, maybe they were too harsh on you today. He could see you shuffling your weight, insecurity screaming through your eyes, you feared his rejection more than his anger.

He notices the first aid kit in your hand, you must’ve heard him. He doesn’t let the fluttering in his chest reach his face as he sits on the bench, waiting for you to come to him.

His gaze is expectant, daring you to cross the threshold and face him, you were no coward, you didn’t fear them the way others did, why were you behaving so meekly now? You force yourself to move and sit beside him, setting the kit down and pushing your hair back behind your ears. He doesn’t move his gaze away from you, even with the sweat and hair hanging in front of his face.

You carefully take a his hand into yours, sucking air between your teeth at how injured it was.

“I’m sorry you hurt yourself because of me,” you say, eyes on his bloodied knuckle as you press the ointment against the open wounds. “Are you sure you want me to stay, I keep hurting you...”

You try to sound like you’re joking, that you’re okay and the hurt isn’t weighing you down with your doubts. He frowns, they really did take it too far. He sets down the cotton wool from your grasp, taking both of hands into his before kissing each finger delicately without letting you look away.

“You’re perfect little love,” Jungkook says, reassuring you with no question in his voice. “We’re the ones who don’t deserve you, we’re mean and cruel but we’re never letting you go.”

You remember how loving they were before that night, maybe while they accepted the truth at face value they could never really forgive you in their hearts. Maybe that’s why they were being like this, they didn’t love you the same way anymore.

“Do you love me?” You had to know, the doubt was eating you alive.

He looks at you as if you’re insane, maybe you are, you don’t know anymore.

“Little love, don’t you see how much we love you?” He asks sincerely. “We would do anything for that love even if it made you hate us, you belong with us, and no one is going to take you away.”

You could see the crazed look in his face grow as he spoke, you believed him, the honestly worn like a heart on a sleeve. But his answer bought a wave clarity to your hazed vision, you made them like this, you made them worse, you had to leave.

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mythiccheroacademia · 4 years ago

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- “get your son/daughter”

𝕙𝕠𝕥 𝕘𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤: 𝕚𝕟 𝕨𝕙𝕚𝕔𝕙 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕝𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕕

𝕗𝕖𝕞-𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕔𝕜!𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣

𝕨𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: 𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕒𝕤𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘

Bakugo Katsuki:

your son had been sent home for getting in a fight and you and bakugo were furious

although he was kind at heart, your kid had always been rough around the edges

but this was unacceptable

katsuki fixed a harsh glare on him, silently promising punishment

you on the other hand were going off

your son sunk further into the chair as he was scolded

as you went on about his recent bad behavior, he finally got fed up with your rant and groans,

“okay mom, I get it. can you just shut up about it already”

it’s like the jazz record stops

jeopardy music starts playing

you can literally feel how cold the air suddenly gets

your kid realizes what just came out of his mouth and looks to his dad as katsuki looks to you and then to his son and then back to you

he watches you watch him

there’s a moment of complete silence before your son screams as you literally lunge after him

youre fast but katsuki’s faster

he had years of hero training to thank

he catches you just before you reach across the chair and you just go ballistic

“DID I HEAR CORRECTLY!? DID YOU JUST TELL ME TO SHUT UP?? HUH!?”

even tho bakugo’s pissed, he tells your kid to apologize

bc he’s lowkey struggling to hold you back 💀

“DO YOU HAVE A FUCKING DEATH WISH, BRAT!? APOLOGIZE!!”

“W-WAIT! I’M SORRY MA, I DIDNT MEAN—“

“I CANT BELIVE YOU JUST—KATSUKI, GET YOUR SON!! GET YOUR SON BEFORE I DO BECAUSE HE’LL END UP MISSING!”

“GOD DAMN IT S/N! WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT?!”

“IM SORRY”

it just such a mess from there on out lmao

Shinsou Hitoshi:

it was clear to hitoshi on this very day that your daughter held zero value for her own life

bc if she did

there was no way

absolutely no way she would’ve cursed at you

not in this christian household

“that’s so fucking annoying” your daughter muttered in response to you telling her she couldn’t go to a party tonight

it was quiet and supposed to be for her ears only but your daughter was never good at whispering

hitoshi froze with a sandwich halfway in his mouth

your daughter, processing her mistake, widened her eyes in horror

there was something about the way you blankly stared at your kid that made everyone in the room’s hair stand up

“did you just...cuss at me? me? in my own house?”

she starts to profusely apologize and wilts w each word bc you just stare and stare and stare

you hold your ear and lean in

“no, repeat to me what you just said bc I don’t think I heard you right”

(when they tell you to repeat, do not do it)

you take a step towards her and shinsou grabs your arm to keep you in place bc he wasn’t in the mood to see a homicide today 💀

“D/N, go to your room. you’re not going to the party,” he says and your daughter is thankful for a way out

“yes sir,” she she yelps before high tailing her butt outta there 😭

you turn to your husband w the straightest face

“you know that’s your daughter, right?”

“i know, babe” 🙄 (it’s not like you went 50/50 on her or anything)

“good. so you get her, or I do” you calmly say before going back to the dishes

shinsou only laughs

he loves your crazy ass

Kaminari Denki:

your three sons thought they were the fbi or some shit and could sneak back into the house undetected

so imagine their surprise when the chair turns to reveal you

arms crossed, bonnet on, robe secured, and belt in hand

“so where you three been at 2 am in the morning?”

they look at each other with wide eyes, bottom lips quivering to say something

“uhhh w-we went out to get something for dad!”

then another chair twists around to reveal kaminari

legs crossed, hair up, robe secured, and belt in hand

“is that so?” he asks, brows raised in surprise

that’s when they started shivering

the second oldest tries to cover them and says, “y-yeah! dad, didn’t you mention that D/N said she wanted that um uhhh toy last week?”

the final chair turns and reveals your youngest 8 yr old daughter

hands folded, scarf wrapped, robe secured, and belt in hand

she innocently tilts her head and chirps, “when did I say that?”

at this point, it was over for them and they knew it based on the dark looks on their parents’ face and the evil growing smirk that appears on their sister’s lips

they start throwing each other under the bus, talking over one another, and trying to explain why they were “forced” to leave the house even when they were told not to

you raise your hand, and there’s an immediate silence

“three things are gonna happen,” you say. “your sister is going to pick the belt, your father is going handle you three today, and I’m gonna go to bed bc I’m tired. but best believe when I wake up, youre asses are mine. do I make myself clear?”

your three boys want to cry as their sister conveniently picks the thickest one. “y-yes ma’am,” they sniffle

with a satisfied hum, you get up and take yourself and your daughter to bed who leaves with a taunting wave over her shoulder

denki waits for the sound of the bedroom door to close before looking at his three idiots w a tired sigh

him: “....you know I gotta beat your ass, right?”

them: “yeah :(“

you didn’t see much, but you and your daughter had a very peaceful sleep that night

#bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #bnha x black!reader #mha x black!reader #bnha x poc!reader #mha x poc!reader #katuski bakugo #bnha bakugo x reader #bakugo x black reader #shinsou hitoshi #shinsou x reader #shinsou x black!reader #kaminari denki #kaminari x reader #kaminari x black reader #brought to you by the real life of events of cece’s african household #cheers <3

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softboyluvr · 3 years ago

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just friends

cedric diggory x female!reader

warnings: angst (ish???), intentional lower caps, that’s all tbh

very few could say they knew someone for forever, someone that knew their weaknesses and helped turn them into strengths. though they, they were the lucky ones. or unlucky ones, depending on who you asked. cedric and her had been inseparable the moment their parents introduced them when they were children.

from then on she always had someone to pick her up when she fell off the swings, a shoulder to cry on and someone who listened unconditionally when it seemed like the voices drowned her. she was lucky to have him.

she brought out the best in him. everyone expected him to be everything all the time, but with her he could be vulnerable. he felt like he could breathe when she was near. he had to see her fall in love with some of the guys in the castle, and then be there for her when it all fell through. he was just never that lucky to have her. at least not completely, she had the best of his moments. when in fourth year his friends teased him for never having had his first kiss she was the one to pull him in by his jersey after winning the first game of the quidditch season, the light drizzle sticking to their hair and making the whole thing seem like a dream to him. she had his first dance at their first ever ball. and most of all she had his heart hanging off a thread on her pinky finger, yet he was never lucky enough to have her completely.

he was resigned actually, no longer eager for the next time she came running to his arms after she realized the last guy wasn’t what she wanted, much less deserved. an eagerness that he knew was wrong and completely selfish but he couldn’t seem to deny. he liked being the guy that lit her those vanilla candles she loved so much and held her through the night.

he didn’t know what deity he had to thank for putting them together in every single class for the past six years. but there he was, letting her draw some sort of happy face kaleidoscope on his hand as he just looked at her with some stupid grin he could never wipe off when they were together. looking at how the tip of her tongue stuck out in concentration and then down to the crystal hanging around her neck. remembering how one saturday she just dragged him to the lake to look for crystals. one of the last days of the summer, the morning sun keeping them warm but not sticky with sweat. the wildflowers around them made the air sweet and the soft swishing of the water in the river filled up their comfortable silence making everything perfect. if he were asked what he thought heaven was like he would think that’s the closest it could ever get. or maybe it was all perfect because he was with her.

he wasn’t surprised when she had to bring him back from his daze and put him to work on the potion slughorn had just spent the last 10 minutes explaining. he was eager to finish brewing the concoction, amortentia was one of their biggest projects of the year. but that was not what motivated him to finish it, neither was it finding out what he was going to smell. he knew exactly what his heart desired, and was not surprised when he smelled vanilla, soft rain and wildflowers. his eagerness was to discover what she was going to describe the potion to smell like. he hoped her heart’s deepest desires pointed towards him like a compass pointing north. he was about to ask when hermione granger, somehow managing to take classes above her level, turned around and asked herself.

he pretended to write some notes on his notebook when he was really waiting for anything that would hint at her fancying him the way he wished she would.

“we must’ve fucked it up because it smells like nothing” and she snorted like it was the funniest thing ever. their conversation carried but he was no longer interested on any sort of gossip the griffindoor carried. he knew the potion had worked, so either she was sick and her nose was all messed up or just didn’t fancy anyone at all. she could’ve also been lying, was it for his sake? did she just not want to share any more fragments of her love life with him and she decided to lie about this to keep some secrecy? was it someone he knew? was it one of their friends? had he introduced her to them?

class ended and the day flew by, whenever she asked about his change in demeanor he brushed her off with a smile and assured her it was all fine, “just tired ‘s all”

he wanted to go down to his room and read, alone, as soon as the school day was over. but he had promised to go with her to this tree they always hung out in when the day was nice. she was talking about things she had noticed throughout the day and when he zoned back into the conversation their tree was closer than he realized and she was talking about potions class.

“i swear i was keeping an eye out for you. i was worried you were sick because someone had slipped some amortentia on your water or something. i mean im surprised no one did” and she sat down leaning on the trunk of the tree. “anyways you never did tell me what it was your heart’s deepest desires were. or who is it that that is for that matter” she was taking some colored pencils out and it seemed like the whole thing was humorous to her. but the question had struck him, she was lying back in class.

she had taken his silence as a cue to keep her chatter going. not paying any mind to how he still hadn’t sat down. “i heard someone say how when slughorn showed the class below us the potion just as a heads up for next year cho chang said she swore she smelled you. i didnt know you guys were that close” and she wiggled her eyebrows at him while taking out some sketch book from her bag. she was really trying to joke with him right now. “she’s really pretty-“

but he cut her off. “why would you lie?”

“i swear! hermione told me all about it after i ran onto her in the bathroom before potions class started. i mean you have been tutoring her for a while now so i don’t know how you didn’t see it coming”

he was silent for a second and she grew uncomfortable of his gaze just lingering. standing up as he started again.

“we didn’t fuck up the bloody potion. but you told granger we did, why did you lie?”

she looked at him for a couple seconds and then laughed. “come on ced, slughorn said the thing was perfect. don’t worry about the grade”

“this is not about a mark and you know it” his tone was so serious it was bordering into stern. it was like his patience was growing thin but she didn’t know what to say, so she just shrugged and looked away.

“didn’t feel like talking about it then”

“we can talk about it now”

“it looks like there’s rain clouds coming”

“what are you trying to avoid?”

she just went to pick up her book, stuffing her things back into her bag. she started the walk back to the castle making him scoff and follow her lead.

“why don’t you want to talk to me?” to her he still sounded defensive. but he was trying his best to mask his vulnerability.

“i do want to talk to you ced. just not about it right now”

“was it someone i know? was it fred? i heard he’s with angelina so that’s a dead end you know”

“cedric just drop it”

“so it was him then”

she groaned and turned to look at him, breaking her stride. her face was burning with what he saw as anger.

“why does it matter so badly to you cedric?”

the thunder quickly ate up the good weather they still had and the air turned chilly. how fitting.

“it just does and i want to know”

“it really doesn’t matter to me and it shouldn’t to you either” she was upset about it, maybe her feelings for fred were far deeper than he could guess. he was aware of their friendship, but he never knew how close they had grown to be. maybe him being a tutor pushed her to finding someone new, some new more interesting friend. “i really don’t get why you’re blowing this to be such a big deal when cho-“

“it is a big deal to me” he chuckled and he saw the drizzle before he could feel it. “it’s a big deal to me when all i could smell on the thing was wildflowers and fresh rain” he let a breath out, his voice lowering back to its usual tone. no longer exasperated but tired. “fresh rain and vanilla”

she just stood there. quiet. looking at him. a couple steps and he had broken the distance between them. placing his hands on her shoulders and running them down to her hands.

“so please, just please tell me what it was for you”

“lilacs” she looked up at him and met his gaze. the flowers his mother had planted around the swing sets were lilacs, the flowers she tucked on his suit pocket on their first dance were lilacs. but he still couldn’t let his heart jump to conclusions. she took in the silence and looked forward, staring at his chest rather than looking at him in the eyes. the blow was coming. “warm sheets and fresh rain”

she smiled at the irony of the drizzle that covered her hair at the moment and dared to peek at him from under her lashes. he was puzzled by the last one. she kept looking down at his hands holding hers.

“that was my first kiss too you know, you never really asked and i guess i never told you. but i knew you were tired of everyone teasing you for it so i guessed you wouldn’t mind as long as you got it over with” she was rambling and he smiled. the rain coating her lashes reminded him of the first time, he let go of her hand and took her chin between his pointer and thumb. tilting her head up to look at him, moving his hand to run through her hair and finally cupping her face. running his thumb over her cheek. it was like he was getting a do over, and he wanted to take his time this time around. she looked into his eyes and then glanced down to his lips. he didn’t waste more time before his other hand flew to the free side of her face and his lips were on hers. her hands on his shoulders pulling him impossibly closer to her.

he cursed his lungs for preventing him from staying there, causing him to pull away slightly. she opened her eyes to see him looking at her already. he took in how the water droplets stuck to her hair and the smile that danced on her face.

her eyebrows shot up a little “took you long enough” her teasing smile made him let out a loud laugh.

he hummed and nodded. feigning seriousness “maybe” he looked at her with a teasing smile of his own. “but not nearly as long as it took you, now did it”

her eyebrows shot up and she let out a surprised laugh. he admired her for a second more before he leaned down to kiss her again. missing how she quickly ducked and escaped his grasp. starting to sprint through the grass towards the castle. he chased behind her as they both laughed at the water splashing around their feet and starting to soak them up slowly. she looked back at him and playfully screamed, booking it through the courtyard and slipping past the few people that were still out enjoying the soft rain.

their friends quickly spotted the pair, not surprised by their behavior but intrigued as to what had caused the giant to chase after her through the rain. watching as he was catching up to her when she had almost reached the group, which was seated waiting for them next to one of the arches surrounding the courtyard. staying safe from the rain under the roof. they all playfully looked at her catching her breath, not amused at all by their games when he reached her. hair sticking to his forehead and robes drenched just like hers. she yelped as he picked her up and spun her around, their friends getting ready to listen to whatever story was behind their chase.

the story telling itself when he set her down softly and pulled her in for a quick kiss. their bubble of happiness not popping but encasing all of their friends as well. no questions were needed, the happiness just flowed and bubbled.

he swung his arm over her shoulders. pulling her into his chest as she started the conversation back up. everything had fallen into place for him, and now he could light up candles and tuck her into bed not because she had another unlucky shot at love. but because he was finally lucky enough.

#cedric diggory x reader #cedric diggory #cedric diggory fluff #cedric diggory angst #cedric diggory x female reader #cedric diggory imagine #friend to lovers

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miakataylor · 3 years ago

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Newt x reader ~ A Cold Bed

I woke up, and the first thing I noticed was that I was in a cold bed.

I pulled the blanket up under my chin and reminded myself that a cold bed would be the only thing I'd ever wake up in again.

It was one year today. One year since I watched the love of my life die in my arms. I didn't want to get out of bed, but there was to much to be done. This wasn't a free for all.

Everyone else seemed to know about it too, because all day I kept getting worried glances from my friends and curious ones from the other immunes. I wanted to snap at them, tell them to shuck off, but I knew they were just worried. But I didn't want them to worry, I just wanted to forget.

I hadn't said much after... well, you know. And I didn't sing anymore either, my music and inspiration leaving me when Newt did. And it had been that way for a whole year now, not a single thing changed.

At lunch, I grabbed an apple from the kitchen and walked down to the beach. There were a few couples there, spread out so they could have their lunch dates in peace. I wondered what it would have been like, if he was here-

'No.' I shook my head to clear my thoughts and moved on, not looking at them again as I made my way around them to where flat rocks jutted out over the ocean, and I sat down, tossing my apple from one hand to the other.

I wasn't really hungry. I had just grabbed it because I knew that if I didnt, someone would come "check up on me".

I never really ate much anymore, but no one else needed to know that.

I sighed, and smoothed my - his - jacket down and pulled it tighter around my shoulders when the wind blew in from the ocean.

It smelled of salt and of so many other things I couldn't place. It was a small I couldn't quite explain, but I had loved since the first time I had smelled it.

I closed my eyes and let the wind blow my hair back from my face, enjoying the scent and taking in the rare moment of peace. Then that moment was broken.

I heard someone approach the rock where I sat, and then felt as they plopped down next to me, not bothering to open my eyes and look to see who the intruder of my peace was.

"Hey." It was Minho. "Watcha doin?"

I didnt answer, instead leaning over and resting my head on his shoulder. He smelled like the ocean, too.

He wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. "I know you probably don't want to hear this," he began hesitantly, pulling his head back to look me in the eyes.

"Minho, if this is about Newt...." I looked up at him, my exhaustion showing through. I didn't want to be reminded of everything I had lost, again.

He disregarded it, and continued on.

"But you really do have friends here who will help you move on if you would let them." I sighed, defeated, and looked back out to the ocean.

My friend continued in a quieter voice. "You know Newt wouldn't have wanted to hold you down after he was gone. I think... I think it's time to let him go."

When I didn't respond to that, he stood and began walking away, leaving me to think about his words. As he left, he was met by Brenda.

" Minho, y/n. There is a new group that just came in, and it's got a lot more people than usual. Vince asked for your guys' help."

"Alright." I stood up and followed them, slipping the apple into my pocket for later.

This happened quite often. More people, mostly kids like us, made their way here looking for refuge, a home, protection from WCKD and the Scorch.

Minho and Brenda jogged ahead, but I was in no hurry. It's not like there was a push for time. Here, we had all the time in the world to do anything... and sometimes, that could be a curse. More often than not, I would sit alone in my thoughts... and that's when the feelings I tried so hard to push down got the better of me.

When I reached the group, I could tell something was off. While the other immunes got the newbies, or Greenies, as we still liked to call them, all settled in, taking names and what not, I saw a group of people- my people- not moving, just staring with shocked expressions on their faces, a few even crying.

I froze. What had happened? Did someone get hurt? Even though my mind was racing with every possible way something could have gone wrong, my feet wouldn't move.

Then, Thomas launched himself forward, then Minho, then Brenda, and Gally wrapped his arms around the group. It took me a moment before I realized they were all hugging someone.

Minho was the first to pull back. "Wait until y/n gets here!" I heard the person receiving the affection say something, but it was to quiet to hear and I could barely make out a voice at all. I took a small step closer.

Minho answered with, "Yes, of course she is! That girl is stronger than all of us shanks combined." The group laughed, some through their tears, and Minho turned to look for me.

I didn't move. I wasn't sure who, or what, waited for me, and when Minho's eyes met mine, I could tell he was crying.

He gestured for me to go to him, but I didnt move, my feet rooted to the spot.

He came over to me and slung an arm around my shoulder, guiding me towards the group. "Minho... what happened?"

He didn't answer, and I could feel my heart beating faster than it should have been, out of fear or excitement, I wasn't sure.

As we approached the group, my friends pulled back to reveal the object of their affection and I felt my heart stop. My breath stuck in my throat and my hand flew to cover my mouth as my eyes began to water gainst my will.

"Newt?"

It was him. It was Newt.

His hair was longer than I remembered and his skin was darker from the sun too. But it was him, really him.

An agonizingly long moment passed when all we could do was look at each other, take in the differences since we had last seen each other, trying to accept the fact that we were actually there, together again.

Then everything seemed to happen all at once. A loud sob escaped my lips amd we rushed forward, me falling I to him and him wrapping me in a hug so tight I thought I'd feel it forever. If he hadn't been holding me, I would have fallen to the ground, my knees felt so weak.

I released a sob into his shoulder, my head trying to decided if this was real or not, and my heart hoping it was.

After a moment, he pulled back and looked into my eyes with his own dark ones. I touched his face, moving my hand across his jaw, up his cheek, around his eye, down his nose and ended on his lips.

"You're really here..." I was shaken, sure I was dreaming. "I watched you die..."

He shook his head. "WCKD found me. Well, what was left of WCKD." He glanced at Thomas when he said that. "Saved my life, gave me the cure... then tried to use me as their lab rat again. I got away, thanks to what was left of that Lawrence guy's army, and then it was arranged for me to come here with the next group...."

Vince walked up to us and shook Newts hand, beaming. "Its good to have you back with us. You've been... very missed."

Newt nodded his thanks, and pulled me closer to him, if that was possible.

After Vince had walked away, he tucked his head into the crook of my neck and whispered against my skin, "God, I missed you so much."

My tears began after that, and entire years worth of unfathomable sadness and bottles up grief pouring out in that moment. I cried, letting out all of the anger I didn't know I had stored up, all of the pain I had felt, all of the loss.

"Promise me," I said through my tears, my voice breaking. "Promise me you'll never leave me again. Where you go, I will go too."

"I promise... where you go, I go."

Later that night, there was a celebration to welcome the Greenies to their new home. "How does it feel to be a Greenie again, Newt?" Fry pan teased at one point. "Better than you can imagine," he laughed, looking at me.

After catching up with the others, Newt led me back to our now shared hut, and pulled me into a hug.

"Y/n?"

"Hmm?"

"Will you marry me?"

I pulled back to look in his eyes, see if he truly meant it. He held my gaze expectantly and I felt tears sting my eyes once more and I nodded my head, unable to say anything for fear I would break down again.

"I love you so much," he said, his voice thick with emotion and his accent as soft and as strong as I remembered it.

"I love you too," I whispered, and kissed him without thinking.

He held my neck with one hand and pulled me closer with the other, kissing me back with the passion of a long lost lover.

We broke apart finally, our heads resting against each others as we breathed.

Then he picked me up and carried me over to our bed, kissing me all the way.

That night, just before I fell asleep, I heard him whisper, "I have been so lost without you... and now I am home."

I smiled for the first time in forever and drifted off with the thought, 'I'll never wake up in a cold bed again.'

8/10/21

#newt x reader #newt star gazing #newt oneshot #tmr fandom #tmr imagine #tmr oneshot #tmr #tmr newt #newt fluff #newt angst #newt romance #tmr newt x reader

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voidcat · 2 years ago

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no attachment (scaramouche/reader modern au fic)

(right after the events of ch4)

a/n: posting this rn bc ive not been going thru a writers block? tbh its so hot and humid here even sleeping feels like a chore so i spend the day just idly existing. ik this series had some ppl on the taglist so i'll post this little "chapter synopsises" thing of sorts, hope u enjoy

after this spending more time outside classes, sharing lunch etc. one day after class he sees u leaving instead of staying for library, u say u will join a gig. he invites himself to it basically. it's a gig of kazu and his band. kazu is... shocked to say the least when he sees scara next to u right at the front row. u introduce scara to kazu and the rest of the band (xiao, venti, aether)...

(implied time skip) scara joins u more often to ur friends outings. one day u straight walk behind the scene n he's confused. u explain normally u help them w makeup etc before gigs. cue a not so obviously jealous scara when you do xiao's eyeshadow.

xiao and scara bonding over their irritation at childe (scara just dislikes the guy, xiao hates that he keeps flrting w his dad/older brother. i ddint decide if zhongli will be a father figure or older brother, leaning towards the latter)

venti organizes a party, scara joining as well. he insists on drinking games, to which everyone ignores until alte hours. u explain to scara thats how it always goes. he makes a comment abt the tense air as u both r in the kitchen preparing drinks, u say "probably because we are the only single people here." it may b at the end of this chapter that u two share a kiss at the end of the night, then fr the followng week, u avoid him

implied more parties/going out. u "crying over" the news of yanfei "the elle woods wannabe???" (venti laughing in th bg: ehehe yeah they were crshing on her hard). going out to a pub w venti hu tao and yanfei, scara goes for a breath of fresh air. as hu tao and yanfei buy drinks, u mumble about wishing a love like theirs, venti says smt along the lines of u already having that and "havent you seen how that puppet looks at you" before u can ask what he meant, scara comes back, swinging an arm over the back of the cushions/ur shoulders, youre tense bc of ventis comment, "hey you alright?" "were you smoking?" "last i checked, i didnt need your permission for what to do." (he excuses himself, and comes back a minute later smelling of perfume, supressing the scent of smoke lmao)

u receive an untitled email w no attachment whatsoever to ur personal email address saying "he's not who he says he is" (or "who he acts he is") u drop the topic tho it unnerves u.

during one of the friend getaways u were leaving in a hurry, refusing to give a clear answer to what it was, scara offered to drive u, u only allowed him til a certain point. kazuha is worried bc u two always shared ur lives w the other. anyways theres nt much of a mystery u are seeing a therapsit but dont wanna explain why u started in the first place, only ningguang knows.

i think another party or beach house type of getaway but w ur friendgroup. esp u and venti get drunk on the night of arrival, waking up w a hangover, meanwhile kazu urges everyone to join him for a morning scretching/sport to freshen. scara rolls his eyes yet is the only one to keep up to kazu, until ur voice draws his attention. "you traitor! i cannot believe you didnt even tell me" snatching a thermos from ventis hands, u start drinking it, kazuha just groans: "mother was right, you are a bad influence" he says abt venti "um excuse me! give credit where its due, he only thought of that bc i yelled it to his face and suggested a good thermos." you say. (unless its clear, the thermos contains of a cold alcoholic drink) scara snatches the thermos from ur hands basically and u have to join the rest w morning jogging. the beachhouse thingy ends w u and scara walking side by side by the shore, u psuhing him tot he water and he grabs ur wrist, pulling u with him. cue simp mode scara pov when u both reemerge and he thinks under the full moonlight youre the mst beaut,ful thing he ever sees.

scara shows up to kazu one day asking advice regarding u, while holding a cat. kazu sighs, seeing scara wont leave, he opens the door n lets him in. some muttering abt how he's awful if he is trying to learn abt u to change how he acts bc a relationship based on a faked identity is no-no then he mumbles "well lucky for you you dont need to o much as their type seems to include [idr what exact phrase i had for this srry but he was basically insulting scara]", then beaten to curiosity, kazu asks whats up w the cat and scara holds the cat out to kazu "dont you think it looks like him (tomo)" (the cat is sand colored) "it followed me all the way to ur place"

some event for children of big names, for the first time (in years?) you and kazu will attend. scara is basically ur partner for it. at the beginning u push away the wine served (catered by dawn winery) (again a line i dont rmr but u insult the wine, claiming dandelion wine isnt even real wine or smt??) at one point interviwerers snatch u and scara away separetely, u get away a lot sooner, as u wait by the window, u can see the reflection of red hair, turning your back, u walk to his direction (away) and whisper "i hope you have found the closure you were desperately looking for" before diluc can say a thing, scara shows up w a hand on your waist "darling, there you are. what a bore it is here, why dont we go to that place you've been wanting to check out?" idk probs gonna spend the night w scara and sleep tgt, he gets... lowkeyish possesive during it lol... (just basking in the knowledge that he has u more than the other 'sore losers' ever did? or smt like that. idk could make more sense if in ur past 'relationship' w diluc u both always used a condom type of protection while w scara its penetrative sex basically.)

the beginning of conflict/reveal of it (from this bit on it is less planned as ive had this idea more recently. og plan was to have the event w diluc as final followed w more or less makin things official w scara. the beach house ch was supposed to have u refuse him, saying u "dont do love" and him going onthis rant abt how ur fear is illogical bc u wont be the only one vulnerable in a relationship...)

probably that night or the next, still at scaras, as it gets darker one drink afteranother u bth r more or less drunk, him more than u. then bfore realizing, he starts going on this weird rampant, his words making no sense: "u know i hate(d) you right? never got why ppl love u or ur brother so much. perfect children of perfect beidou and ningguang, beloved by everyone, beloved by their mothers, their friends" basically slurring speech and kinda revealing he first 'befriended' u w the intentions of having fun/messing w u since despite being 'perfect' u looked so lonely (and that 'im nt doing that' commen got him pissed. "who goes around calling people 'that' huh) scara rant goes on abt how he had to go fall for both perfect siblings "wow what a joke huh" and a little "i dont even get why im like this nowadays. idek why i rushed that way to get those notes and drove at 200kph to get back to the library for u" (basically drunk scara more or less jealous of u and kazu, emotional management problems, problems of realizing he has emotions, also it clicks to u that the guy kazu hated in his hs is scara)

scara wakes up to an empty bed, unable to contact u. it was at the end of the term so any excuse he uses to see u, they fail. rumors of u joiing ning for an internship, he tries to see u, only to be met w security. (he may or may not throw rpcks at the door like that cat tiktok. security dialing u/ning, scara in the bg "open the door or ill throw rocks at ur window" "u already are!" "i mean ur bedroom window" "wh-HOW DO U KNOW WHERE I LIVE". scara tries to reach out to kazu bc he is clueless why he is being ignored (he was VERY drunk, while his words sobered u up like a slap) kazu: politely tells him to fuck off.

scara finds a way in bc ei and ning wll have a meeting n scara pulls the elder child/shareholder card to insert himslf to the meeting, lil sister raiden is Not happy "i can become ceo long before you can so suck it up already". scara and u staring down at one anıther during the meeting, "talking" at the end, basically having to pull the curtains down bc the offices may be soundproof but theyre still made of glass n everyone can se eu two fight. then scara says to at least allow him to help u, sayng he knows abt the weird email u got and someone might b trying to frighten or corner u to give up ur shares.

idk basically working tgt w scara to find out who did it. he suspects one of the "harbingers". "arent you a harbinger as well?" "i keep my shares as a powermove, i dont want anything to do w their stupid company." so idk either dottore or childe gonna b the one who was mpre or less creeping u w the emails (u did receive more after ur breakapart w scara).

as i said the bits from drunk past confessions forward r fairly new so i dont have everything planned but basically u... more or elss tolerate scara (dont forgive him entirely) and he gotta work thru his issues basically (aka accepts that he has issues aaand hes kind of a simp, hes desperate to be loved lmao)

#📎 no attachment #scaramouche #kunikuzushi #genshin impact #this is logner than i rmred lol but #also hope no one thinks of this as spoiling the upcoming chapters bc despite my detailed way of sumamrizing things i end up going overboard #while wriitng the ful stuff.... so yea... also i may add new stuff or change things up a bit as i write more idk im just unmotivated to #write this series as of late which is dumb bc I STARTED THIS ONE TO BE A FUN SERIES W A SIMPLE LANGUAGE ugh #scaramouche x reader #long live the queue

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wizkiddx · 4 years ago

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Blurb req- Tom and the reader on a private jet hungover? just pure fluff?

fluffy requests are well and truly open ( bcos I adored writing this ahah) and let me know what u think , I am deff not a writer so any feedback or tips would be v appreciated :))

summary: tomhollandxactress!reader - a wrap party followed by an early morning flight and a grumpy Harry, what could possibly go wrong?

warning: mentions of alcohol and sickness

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The remorse. The regret. It only made the pounding in your head even worse. Why those two 1.5 litre bottle of Bacardi had been brought out was beyond you. Why the you six of you had then decided to empty said bottle was even more of a mystery. It wasn’t like any of you had needed it, you’d all been more than ‘merry’ prior to the cheap rum and coke.

Hence the state of you, Tom and Harry as well as your manager Davey and Tom’s team of Rachel and Andrew. All having made very little effort with your appearance - joggers and hoodies all round, with you and Rachel also sporting sunglasses because you were simply smarter than the boys. Thankfully, this wasn’t a big trip that fans knew about, this was you and Tom moving location under cover - the studios didnt want anybody to know that either of you made a feature in this film, so everything was under the cover of darkness. Which to be honest you were not complaining about. However, you were complaining about the fact the flight had been scheduled to leave at 7 am the night after your wrap party though.

The two of you had just wrapped your most recent and most ambitious movie to date - hence the massive celebrations last night for just surviving and getting it done. It had been the most intense 3 months of your life, there had been times you’d cry for hours on end, times you just wanted to quit fully knowing you’d never be hired again for leaving a multimillion dollar company in the lurch.But you all, somehow, had survived. So celebrations were in order of course but perhaps not as far as you all managed last night?

Your whole convey appeared to have travelled to the airfield in absolute silence, no one particularly fancied hearing anyone else’s voice- which to be honest seemed quite fair. You’d ridden in a car with Tom and Harry, with you resting your head on Tom’s broad shoulder - which had obviously made Harry gag, rolling his eyes. Bless Harry, really he was the only reason you and Tom had got together, after getting sick of the mutual pining he’d been forced to live with during the previous 2 projects you’d worked on together. But now, having had to put up with the two of you being so ridiculously loved up for the past 3 months - understandably a bit of distance from you and his brother was overdue.

One of the flight attendants busied themselves loading your luggage, whilst the pilot asked you and Tom for a photo. Of course, you weren’t going to say no however you did have to cringe at how rough you both looked. His teenage daughter certainly would be less excited to see that her Dad hadn’t met Tom Holland and Y/n Y/l/n. Instead he’d met the zombified, undead and rougher frauds. Still you smiled as much as you could, wincing when you removed the glasses and the early morning sun pierced your restricted pupils. God it wasn’t your day.

The guy didn’t seem to mind though, excitedly hurrying off onto the plane to settle in the rest of you - leaving just you and Tom outside on the tarmac.

“Poor guy, we look like shit.” You murmured while taking a step closer to lean slightly into his side.

“Speak for yourself love.’Tom snickered into the top of your head, after pulling you completely into his chest. This wasn’t normally allowed, your relationship still wasn’t public and both of you intended on keeping it private for as long as possible. But you were in an otherwise empty field in the middle of nowhere (somewhere in Georgia) before 8 am. It was actually quite nice to feel your boyfriends arms round you in the outside world, especially when you felt this shit. After a few moments you pulled away, arching back at Tom’s pouty face as you motioned it was time to get on the plane.

“’S too late you know.” Your brows furrowed at his half formed sentence, facial expression only demanding him to explain more. “They all have already taken the good seats… Harry basically sprinted on so he can hog the bed thing.” In response it was your turn to pout, groaning as you fell back into his chest again. Yes, this was a complete first world issue, a private jet paid completely by your bosses was not something a lot would moan about. Truly you were grateful for everything you had in life, but with the worst hangover of your life when the opportunity of lying down for 6 hours instead of being stuck in a chair had manifested itself… well of course you felt robbed by your almost brother Harry.

Chuckling at your reaction, he gave you an extra squeeze before leading the both of you up the stairs to the cabin. Sure enough Harry had completely and totally claimed the longer couch at the far end of the plane, lying on his stomach with his face hidden in the crook of his elbow. Rolling your eyes at the predictable situation, you didn’t miss Davey laughing at your sorry state - nmaking you throw daggers at him in your eyes.

Davey was your second father, the relationship between the two of you far transcended any professional working one. Which is why the two of you acting like this was very much a norm and not rude at all. He had also got the next best seat in the corner with the most leg room which he clearly loved to show off.

Unsurprisingly then you and Tom ended up squashed into the corner with your legs crumpled up together in the small space floor space. The brunette opposite you didn’t seem to mind so much but that was because he had an adaptational advantage. He could sleep anywhere and everywhere , whenever he wanted. On set if he was tired? Just take a ten minute power nap on the floor. Bored of a long car journey? Just conk out against the window. It absolutely infuriated you, as no matter how hard and how exhausted you were - it was rare you could get any further than a light doze. Even before the two go you got together, having a best mate that could skip all the boring bits and was immune to jet lag… you can see how that makes you want to punch him square in the face.

After a short safety talk from the pilot and flight attendant, the plane whirred into life and you were up in the air. Although in your current state, it would be reasonable to assume the beauty of flying had somewhat rubbed off - you were certain it never would. No matter how many flights you took across country ,and in fact continents, for work; you’d never get sick of watching the view below you. It was perfect and breathtaking and took your mind off the pounding in the back of your head for the first 20 minutes.

Until the need for sleep took over as either you need to be unconcious or you were going to vomit - which you really didn’t want to do at 40,000 feet in a tin box. Trying to rearrange your limbs to get comfier you accidentally knocked Tom’s leg rather forcefully, causing him to jump half out his seat, heavy eyes blinking quickly as he tried to get his baring as to what was attacking him - quickly answered by your guilty look.

“You okay love?” His voice was slurred, sounding almost sleep drunk - but perhaps was just actually still a little drunk. You’d only headed to bead last night at 4 am and had to be up at 6 - which isnt very long for your poor kidneys to try and process the stupid amount of alcohol you’d both happily been chugging the night before.

“Feel shitty and cant sleep.” You weren’t in the mood to white lie - honestly some sympathy from your beautiful boyfriend seemed like a dream at the moment. Tom’s idea was better though.

“C’mere then.” His arms outstretched, you immediately jumped into his lap - the two of you shifting about to get comfortable till you were sat side on to him, your bum and back leaning against the arm rest of the chair with your legs going over his thighs and pressing against the wall of the plane. Pulling you closer to his chest, Tom took a deep breath as he pressed his chin against the crown of your head; your face now nested into his chest.

Nothing needed to be said as the two of you melted into each others bodies, the slow and deepening breathing enough to prove to each other you were both incredibly contented in that moment. More than that you felt safe- you’d admitted to Tom some weeks ago that you had never ever slept better than when he was beside you. Yeh it was cringey but sometimes that’s allowed right?

… well not to Harry. Because as the plane was about to begin it’s descent, the pilot had tasked Harry (who had slept off the worst of the hangover and had spent the last 30 minutes of the flight scoffing at how adorable the two of you looked fast asleep together) - even after Rach had scalded him and had taken a photo of the two of you on her phone.

Causing Harry to ,ever subtly, wake the two of you up by throwing his half empty water bottle over your heads.

Safe to say, Harry very nearly didn’t leave that jet alive.

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