#IDFK IM DOING SOMETHING AFTER READING THIS AND ITS PROBABLY PUTTING MY HEAD THROUGH A WALL

[duhnova]

fighting • l.s.m.

Pairing: lee seokmin x afab!reader Genres: smut (minors dni!), boxer!au, kind of e2l Warnings: idrk shit about boxing so i threw in some illegal stuff i suppose fjskdjf, swearing, fighting/sparring/boxing obviously, they're a little mean to each other but down bad and thirsty, mentions of blood/broken bones, marking/bruising, slapping, hand job, nasty oral (male receiving - you're welcome deekay), kissing eheh, humiliation kink... look - seokmin's cocky but melts for reader WC: 4k A/N: spur of the moment collab (enforcer of evilness): in your corner by @onlymingyus can't believe she encourages me like this 😭 ❤️ side note: seokmin is wayyyy too pretty to be a boxer imho haha anyways, my fingers slipped and i'm a lil nervous abt this one but i hope you enjoy it hehe

"Lee Seokmin!"

Your shout echoes menacingly in the almost empty training gym. A straggler who had been spending a little too long looking at their phone by the exit doors quickly scurries out as the vengeful air that surrounds you luckily heads in the opposite direction.

The man in question — whose name is bitter upon your tongue — looks up as you approach. Your stride is purposeful, not faltering even as his dark brown eyes remain steadily trained on you all the way up to pausing in front of him. Putting one hand on your hip and the other on the punching bag that he is very much not using like it's supposed to be. 

"Strange how only you and my family will be the ones to know me by that."

"Yes, what do they call you? DK, Lee Dokyeom, the Black Jaguar… a man whose uppercut to his opponents is as sharp as his jawline."

He dares to show off that very same feature with long fingers tilting up his chin smugly and a smirk on his face. "Someone's been reading up on me."

"It's my responsibility to make sure you have good publicity. Which will all go right down the drain if this is how you act after one win. Your first win. And the only you'll ever have again."

"Harsh, Coach. Finally paying attention just to scold me, breaks my heart!" Seokmin says it with light ease though, the megawatt smile that's gaining popularity brightening at your dark scowl that just makes you look cuter to him.

Which in theory, is dangerous. You're not someone to be messed with. There's a reason you're his trainer. A strong purpose as to why you don't fight in the ring anymore and choose to stay on the sidelines. Behind the scenes. Giving young and raw talent the tools they need to dominate the matches under your strict tutelage. 

"Don't worry, I was paying great attention when you sparred with Jace."

"Yeah? And?"

"Just 'cause you ran with the big dogs for a little bit and won means nothing. You're no alpha and this isn't a playground. It's — "

" — a battleground. Your battleground. Where everything begins and the only reputation on the line that matters is yours. I know, you've said it over and over — "

"Then why are you just throwing this bag around like it's a child on a swing?" The glare after getting a familiar lecture repeated back to you is directed to survey his body. Upper body muscles clearly visible through the unnecessarily large arm holes of a gray muscle tee. Lean legs shown off by black shorts had every other person in the gym side-eyeing out of jealousy. "You're going to lose everything you've worked so hard to gain."

"Worried 'bout me?"

"Yes. Your footwork was horrible, which isn't like you. Something's up."

"Indeed."

"What?"

A large hand thumps against the heavy bag just a bit above yours. Auburn bangs threaten to tickle your forehead when he leans on the back of his palm to get close. Very close. Probably too close. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

"Not really," you admit, never one to back down or away and meet his cocky stare straight-on, "but if I'm to keep my star fighter up to standard, there are things that need to be done." Tilting your head toward the right, you narrow your eyes. "Get on the mat."

The minute he steps back to obey, you're free to turn and head there yourself. Seokmin lags a step behind. Unusual, but his whole entire behavior has been more than strange today so you ignore it. Luckily also missing the discreet way his gaze skims your body from behind and licks his lips.

"Don't treat this like a therapy session," you instruct once he's in position across from you. "We'll do a couple of drills and you can share what's on your mind. I'll kindly listen."

"How sweet."

"Don't patronize me."

"Isn't that what you're doing to me?"

"I'm helping like I always do. On the balls of your feet — good, now you know this one." 

"You try to hit my legs, I avoid and dodge, and vice versa."

A scoff escapes your lips. "Trying to hit you? Please. Whatever, keep your heels up!" 

Seokmin lunges forward, aiming for your bare inner thigh. You're quicker though. Eagle-eyed and experienced. Also used to his movements after observing him tirelessly for months. He always aims for what he wants first. You dodge before he can even get close enough and dart behind his figure. Pleased when he side steps away from the hand going for the back of his calf and spins around to face you again.

"Nice. Why didn't you do that earlier?"

"Sparring with Jace is boring."

"So you're just going to give up."

"Sure, if it gives me the chance to spar with you instead." He attempts for your knee this time and you pick it up at the right second to spring out of reach with the power of your other foot. "I learn more and do better."

"That's the nature of the game but you're doing a good deed by helping train and encourage some of the newbies in my place. They admire you." 

Rolling his eyes and ducking away from your next strike, he spits out, "Not as much as they worship you."

"Hah, you wanna be worshiped, Seokmin? Then do better. Even the most mundane fights keep you active and on your guard. Complacency is a fool's move, a complete loss, and an admission of pathetic defeat." 

"How am I supposed to improve when you won't pay attention to me anymore?" 

You block the hand that shoots out way too high above your waist. Irritation gnaws at your gut the same time as you bite your lip, taking a moment to adjust your sports bra before deciding the next move. Elastic snaps against your skin and he gulps. "Hands below the belt, Lee!"

"Sorry, Coach."

"No, you're not! Your head isn't staying in the ring. Why? Because I only spend two hours Monday, Wednesday, and Friday training you rather than five every day like before? My apologies for dedicating so little of my already busy time to you."

"That's not what… I thought we had something okay!"

He suddenly stops moving and you end up delivering a much harsher slap than intended where he had aimed at you originally — the inner side of his thigh. Seokmin grunts and you seethe, straightening to your full height. "Honestly, is this a joke to you?"

"No, I — " 

"It's not that I don't think you wouldn't have gotten anywhere because your talent is obvious. But you got there a lot faster because I saw what no one else did at the time." You dig a pointer finger accusingly into his chest. "And you're throwing it all away, spitting in everyone's face that supported you for such a petty reason? You and I both know you should've been able to avoid that slap!"

And for the first instance since you'd met him all that time ago at the street fights, Seokmin gets angry. Even when he was betrayed and abandoned in the dangerous underground boxing rings by people he considered friends, after losing round after round repetitively because he was initially too afraid to hurt others in order to survive, mocked and jeered while being cheated out of what should have been his first win a month ago — he simply smiled and moved on. 

But now his face hardens, the gentle light snuffed out in his eyes, lips curled downwards, and eyebrows furrowed. He takes a menacing step toward you with fists clenched. And as expected, you don't even flinch.

"Petty? Hah, you accuse me of being petty when this is the first time we've actually had a chance to talk 'cause you've avoided me ever since that ring girl kissed me!"

Heat burns in your cheek. Anger or shame, you're not quite sure. "So?"

"So tell me. Talk to me. Goddammit, even fight me!"

"You wanna fight, Seok?" you growl, "and then what?"

"Winner gets a wish granted."

"How cliché. Arms up, then!" Yours raise to match his stance, eyeing the veins that ripple with tension across his forearms. "Anything's fair game?" 

"Anything is fair game." 

"Then you'd better be ready to fight for your life." 

There's a certain thrill to sparring with him. He's right. Jace is boring. Seokmin isn't just some kid that wanted to pick up boxing as a hobby. This man entered the ring because everything rides on him winning. Succeeding. Excelling. 

And he's threatening to throw it away like it doesn't matter. Give away everything he'd put blood, sweat, and tears into. What you and his loved ones had sacrificed for his growth. Why? Because of you? Because of feelings? Believing in something so wholesome amidst this crummy world? Your blood boils, fierce glare set as his rather mean smile gets even crueler. 

"Talk with your fists," you had once informed him during a training session. Ever since, you'd dutifully read every one of his punches, getting a clearer intent of the message he's sending with each swing. Encouraging aggression. Gaining control. Demanding respect. Elevating his status. Shooting for the top. The best of the best.

Now, you can only see hot red annoyance. All of it aimed at you. It's reflected back right back though. Adrenaline surges through your veins, easily blocking the jabs, hooks, and cross punches he throws and parrying them back with solid hits. Hits that land hard. A sharp kick to his shin has him stumbling back against the heavy ropes of the ring with a curse and hitting them out of frustration.

"Done already?" 

"As if." 

A pleased sneer lifts your lips upwards. Seokmin probably thinks you're goading him further, and even though you aren't intending to, it works. His movements gain momentum, striking at you harder. But they also get sloppier. 

You frown. "Sometimes I just want to… " 

"Punch me in the face?" He dodges the strike to his shoulder and returns with one to your ribs that's too easy to evade. "Haven't you done that enough to satisfy yourself?" 

"Hardly. Now stop leaving yourself open!" 

A roundhouse kick doesn't even come near his face and he knows it won't, letting it whack his shoulder. After a couple of rounds of bruising his cheeks in the early days of training, you never did it again. Not when he'd arrived at your doorstep one night — absolutely beaten bloody during a vicious scuffle. You'd nursed his wounds while berating him with well-intentioned advice on how to not let that happen ever again. 

You might've also let slip that he's too pretty for his face to get messed up. Must've gone to his head a little. 

Here's the thing. You're the undisputed, reigning champion of the boxing world. Both professional and underground. Even the so-called king of the illegal matches acknowledges your prowess. It's inevitable for someone who was the fastest to stake their name on the brilliant TV screen and scribbled on loaded betting cards. 

Seokmin knows he can't beat you. Ever. But you actually have more faith in him, satisfied when he manages to catch your fist in his hand. Rules don't exist when you two spar. Familiar with underhanded techniques, he uses them to his advantage. Still holding onto your fist, he takes your feet out from under you with a side sweep to your ankles and throws you to the ground. 

You're pinned beneath him, all his weight holding you down. Trapping your arms behind your back with one hand and the other slamming against the mat near your head. You feel his hot breath brush your ear as he whispers with an edge to his voice, "Done now?"

Rather than respond, you relax your muscles. Lulling him into a false sense of security. The minute you feel him release some of the pressure, you're kicking his thighs back and rolling over before his body weight can crush you again. Maneuvering your core as you push against his unbalanced shoulder and scramble on top of him. Knee to his chest, forearm against his throat, and free hand securing his wrists.

"As if."

He sighs. "I could never beat you anyways."

"Not exactly true. If I was simply pro, you would certainly have the upper hand."

"But you're aware I could never hurt you so what do you want? Me to leave you alone?"

You study his features in silence. It's unnerving enough for Seokmin to want to divert his eyes. But where? He blinks rapidly instead and your eyes are drawn to where his tongue peeks out to nervously moisten his lips. His wrists twitch when your grip turns lax and he unintentionally slips out of it to intertwine his fingers with yours.

"I've been in that very position far too many times that it's as easy as breathing to get out of. I can teach you the technique."

"Well, I'll definitely be feeling it in the morning."

"Are you hurt badly?" you reposition your lower body to straddle him, feeling at his sides. "Where?"

"Don't worry 'bout it, what's your wish?"

You mull it over. Tonguing at your cheek and hands stilling to play with the threads hanging from the bottom of his shirt's armholes. "Normally, winners get a congratulatory kiss."

"Do you say that to all the guys you body slam to the floor?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

Seokmin leans up on his forearms so his nose brushes yours. "Yeah."

The words, "Maybe just you," are interrupted by a gasp that's swallowed by his mouth when it slams against yours. It's a ferocious kiss that brings his head back down on the mat, cushioned by your arms as your body follows.

Electrifying. The same surge of energy that fills you when fighting him but in a much different manner. Thrillingly.

When you lean back, biting his bottom lip as you go, he groans. Fingers splayed against the bare skin of your back prevent you from moving too far and you have no choice but to feel the hardness stirring within his gym shorts. 

"You know that kiss… that kiss meant nothing."

"The one with Aeyong?"

"Was that her name? And of course, most certainly you didn't mean ours." He pulls you back down to mold his lips to yours again. "Or that one." Placing a smooch on your nose. "Or that one!" 

It takes everything within you to not giggle at his silliness. But nothing can stop the tender smile gracing your lips as you cup his chin, angling his head this and that way to cover his face in kisses, especially where you recall landing a blow to.

Seokmin has no trouble hiding his giddiness, happy chuckles turning to pleasured sighs when you start nibbling on his earlobe. "I hope you know these kisses though… they mean everything."

He's spent far too long denying his attraction to you that it's impossible to hold back now. You answer him with another kiss so he can feel your returned smile against his lips, threading fingers through his hair. Then you're yanking at the silky strands so his neck is exposed and the moan he lets out has your cunt automatically clenching while you suck a bruise to darken his skin.

"Want to cash in my wish now."

It takes a few moments for him to blink back to reality and register what you said. "Didn't you already?"

"Kisses are obligatory, not what I wished for." You choose to swivel your hips, slow and methodical, down against his. "You would deny me?"

"N-no, 'course not. What… do you want?"

"To suck you off."

"… Really?"

You're already sliding down his body and playing with the band of his shorts when you hum in confirmation. Tugging them down the second his hips lift instinctively, cock almost slapping you in the cheek when you do. You don't complain, simply wrapping a hand around its thick and heavy girth to steady it. Rough calluses from years of fighting rub pleasurably at the gentle foreskin.

"So pretty," you murmur. Of course, it would be as lovely as he is — red and leaking to match flushed cheeks and glassy eyes. "Too pretty for such a dirty boy who likes getting his dick sucked for anyone to see." When it twitches in your grip, you grin wickedly. "Always knew you had a thing for humiliation."

"Says the one who enjoys destroying and taunting me. Think I didn't notice how you squeeze your thighs together after giving me shit on my form?"

"You're cute. When you get all huffy," you make another mark on the inside of his thigh, licking at the sting smarting right below his mole, "it makes me want to ruin you more."

"Gonna be the death of me."

"Did you think I hadn't noticed you checking me out, Seok?"

"Was hoping you wouldn't."

"Silly," you deliver a light slap to the thigh you hadn't hit earlier and he tries to hide a whine despite his legs betraying him with telltale tremors, "and cute."

You and everyone else that comes to your gym are able to wear skimpy clothing that allows for easier movement simply because any perverts trying to touch or get a sneaky peek are swiftly kicked (out). But you enjoyed Seokmin's eyes on you and you know he enjoyed yours on him as well. So you let it be. Maybe all for this moment.

Covering the muscular ridges of his thighs in bite marks, hickeys, and shiny saliva trails while he begs for more of them, whimpering out an admission of, "Show everyone I'm yours so not a single ring girl even thinks to kiss me."

"I quite like that idea." You sincerely do though you probably like the blemishes left on his honey golden skin even more. "But you have to win again for one of them to consider it."

"I'll win."

"Yeah? Promise?"

"Pr-promise," he stutters out as you creep higher and higher to nuzzle at his heavy balls. Licking in between them teasingly before your tongue traces the prominent vein running along the underside of his cock, all the way up to the tip. "Win 'em all in your favor."

You hesitate briefly then stick your fingers inside tight spandex shorts and past your tiny thong to lather them in the wetness pooling from your pussy that's threatening to seep through and ruin the layers of fabric. Retracting before you're tempted to finger yourself right then and there, you reach for Seokmin only to jolt when he tugs at your wrist and puts them in his mouth, moaning greedily.

His tongue swirls around each finger, cleaning them of your essence thoroughly, and coating them with his spit instead. He wiggles his eyebrows as you watch — flabbergasted — and releases them with a pop once satisfied.

"I hope you weren't planning on doing that right in front of me without at least letting me have a taste."

You fix him with a serious stare. "You're going to have to train harder than anything and prove to me that you won for yourself. Not me, not anyone else. All for you."

"And then what?"

"Maybe I'll let you fuck me."

He wants to complain for various reasons but you don't give him time to think, wrapping your slick hand around his now slicker cock. Rubbing your thumb across the slit of its tip and spreading the excess of precum up and down his shaft, your mouth replaces your hands that choose to press down on his thighs and prevent him from thrusting up.

There's nothing to grip or grab at out here in the open on the boxing ring mat with anyone able to walk in on the two of you making a different kind of sweaty mess upon it despite how unlikely that happening is. You find that you don't even care — it might even excite you — empty cunt getting spongier and wetter, already addicted to Seokmin's salty taste. Noticing how his fingernails dig into the canvas, you guide them on top of your head. Giving him permission to set the pace if he so chooses to.

And he does. Alternating between slow bobs that let you kitten lick and pay attention to every single inch of his long cock versus harsh, fast up and down motions where you happily gag around his length. Whimpering and soft moans, breathless praises that make no sense as he listens to your pretty noises.

"Always wanted… like this. Imagined you getting on your knees… every time… you pushed me harder."

It's funny. Seokmin almost had his nose broken during a match yet he hadn't winced a single bit while you fussed over him and gave the opponent a tongue-lashing lecture because of the illegal fake-out move he'd conducted. Maybe if it had been a fight in the dungeons you'd let it go but on the professional mat that led to your star spilling blood — vengeance was your middle name.

But now with your mouth on him, he's significantly weaker, vulnerable, and soft — so hard yet so soft. And no matter how strong you want him to be to succeed, maybe the sick part of you really likes how you alone can reduce him to a state like this.

"Always been you, no one else." His sincere tone is slurred with lust, simultaneously trying to hurtle towards that sweet climax but also delay it as much as possible. Afraid for the moment to end but longing for release. "My anchor."

And he treats you like one, holding your head down firmly. Nose pressing into his pelvis as he gives into the rush of endorphins. Your throat constricts and swallows around his length that throbs and spurts an endless load of cum. 

When he lets you go, you gulp the extra remnants left on your tongue and wipe your lips. Grateful and proud of having one less thing to clean up. Seokmin squints at you, panting wildly as you politely tuck his softening cock back into his shorts and stand up.

"Wh-what… what about you?" He won't lie and say he's not a bit hopeful you're going to sit on his face. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"Of course not," you rasp, cracking your jaw and neck as a point. Then you stick out your hand, a familiar indication that you'll help him up. "Let me show you how to do that move."

He blinks and cocks his head. "I don't mind being under you. But I was thinking… in a different way?"

"You just were underneath me."

"C'mon Coach, you know what I mean!"

"How about this — we wait for your dick to get hard while you learn this move. But you have to promise I'll be able to walk tomorrow. And no marks. Now, on your knees."

"That's not fair!" Seokmin pouts and refuses to budge. "You underestimate me and won't let me be possessive. I wasn't lying when I said they worship you. Jace is so into you it's annoying."

You laugh. "So that's why you think he's boring. I'm surprised you didn't beat his ass then."

"That's too easy," he smirks, "it wouldn't just end with that so I'd rather spend my energy getting your undivided attention. I know how you like to dote more on the injured rather than the victor."

The need to admit that you only do it for him is strong but the urge to roll your eyes is stronger. But he knows what you're thinking. Just like everything. You might be able to read his fists like an expert but he can read your innermost thoughts better than you can imagine. 

"Fine, master this move in ten minutes and I'll let you eat me out in the office."

Seokmin has never gotten down on his hands and knees faster and he looks so good doing it, you might have to save that for future ideas in the bedroom later. After he proves himself first, of course.

Or at least that's what you tell yourself.

onlyseokmins: February 2023 ©

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[runningwitches]

Loved

Summary: The reader is sad because they feel useless. Steve makes sure they know that’s not true and the party cheers them the heck up.

Request?: Nah M8 I’m just sad as heck

Word Count: 1819

A/N: i mean, seasonal depression and a neverending fear that nobody will ever love me and that I will die alone drove me to binge read a shit ton of steve harrington x reader fics and cry despite the fact that i havent finished season two of stranger things but im gonna write this anyways.

i guess this is steve x reader but thats not the main point of the story

idfk i just want to be loved

(umm, henderson! reader who is loved by everyone, i do not give a shit if this follows the exact storyline, ok? i just wanna be happy again) (also i do not look anything like a henderson! so reader can be adopted or some shit? maybe a cousin?  who tf knoes? not me, thats for sure !!

Warnings: Probably Season Two Spoilers, No Editing, Probably super OOC and all that because I started this at almost three in the morning and now its four and I’m exhausted but I cant sleep because I’m sad. Anyways I’m just trying to say that it’s bad but I’ll love you if you read it anyways.

I was curled up in my bed, isolating myself from everyone as per usual. After the events with the mind flayer and demodogs and upside down, I realized something pretty depressing. Nobody needed me. I mean like? Sure I was Dustin’s sister. And sure, I was kinda helpful in saving Steve’s ass from the demodogs and Billy, but it just feels as if I weren’t there, nobody would even notice. As if my presence had no positive value to anyone in The Party™.

So instead of socializing with them while they all played DnD and joked around, I sat myself in my room, wrapped in a blanket burrito, holding back tears. I had my music on in the background as I mindlessly flipped through one of the magazines my mom had bought for me. Everyone was downstairs as it was Dustin’s turn to host the DnD night, and everyone was over. I mean, Dustin, Mike, Lucas, Will, El, Max, Steve, Nancy, and Jonathan, and I definitely wouldn’t be surprised if I walked downstairs to find Joyce and Hopper there too. Every once in awhile I would hear some loud laughter come up from the group, signifying how happy they were without me there. It definitely wasn’t easy for me to sit there by myself staring blankly at the pictures of celebrities I didn’t even care about, but I continued to tell myself that they would be happier without me, attempting to drown out the sounds of their joy with the mixtape I had made for myself a little while back.

As I closed my eyes, focusing on my breathing, trying to force the tears that had started to pool back into my eyes, I heard someone knocking on my door. I quickly wiped my eyes to ensure there weren’t any stray tears, pulled the blanket tighter around my body, and attempted to look miserable. But miserable in a sick way and not in a sad way. If it were anybody except Dustin or Steve, I knew I was going to be able to pull off the “I’m not feeling very well” charade, so my chances were pretty good (though odds were rarely skewed in my favor).

Of course with my luck my little brother came bursting through the door.

“(Y/N)! Why aren’t you down there playing DnD with us?!” he asked, voice booming loud enough for the entire neighborhood to hear. As I prepared to try my excuse with him to see if my acting skills had gotten any better, I noticed someone else walking through the door. Looking up, my watery eyes met the concerned look on Steve’s face.

“Hey shithead, stop screaming. You don’t need to tell everyone in Hawkins about your sister’s lack of participation in game night,” he said to Dustin, ruffling his hair and then muttering for him to go back downstairs. Dustin looked angrily at Steve for a moment before looking between us for a second, muttered something to himself, and then left the room, surprisingly closing my door as he left.

“What’s up with you lately? It’s not like you to miss game night, but you haven’t been to a single one these past few weeks.”

“I’m just not feeling well, Steve, don’t worry about it,” I told him, looking down at the magazine in my lap and trying to will the tears away.

“Don’t try that bullshit with me, (Y/N). I know you better than that, do you really think I’d believe that crap?”

“There’s no bullshit to be had Steve, just go back downstairs, I’ll be fine,” I told him, yet I still refused to make eye contact. So when he sat down on the edge of my bed, put two fingers under my chin, and lifted my head up in order for me to make eye contact, I saw his face immediately soften.

“I’m not gonna go back downstairs until I figure out what’s wrong with my favorite girl.”

It took all of the resolve in the world for me to not break down at those two words, and it still didn’t even work. “Favorite girl?” I repeated, but only in my own head. “There’s no way I’m his favorite girl, he’s lying to me. Everyone always lies to me” I told myself. And in that second it was like the dam was broken. The tears started to fall freely from my face. I curled myself into more of a ball than I already was, which was a surprising feat of human flexibility, if I’m being completely honest. Steve’s arms immediately went around me, pulling us closer to each other, and practically pulling me into his lap.

I didn’t say a word as he stroked my hair and shushed me softly, I simply let out a series of what I would consider disgusting sobs.

He continued whispering to me, little things telling me that I’d be okay, or that he was there for me, or that everything was gonna be fine. As my breathing finally evened out, he hadn’t asked me what was wrong like I had expected, so I knew I had to speak up.

“Why are you even here, Harrington?” I asked him bitterly.

“What do you mean?” he replied, exasperated.

“Why do you even care about me?” I reiterated with a sniffle.

“Why do I care about you? (Y/N) what are you on about? It would take me ages to list all of that back to you.” I didn’t respond, but I allowed myself to relax a bit, leaning now onto his chest instead of holding myself as far away as I could while somehow still being in his lap. “(Y/N) you’re wonderful. You care so much about all of the kids, sometimes I think you out-mom even their own mom’s.” That was greeted with a sharp exhale from my nose which was (correctly) interpreted as a laugh. “You’re fucking badass. You can use a gun, a bat, a hockey stick, and pretty much anything else you can get your hands on to slay monsters, like real life monsters.” He checked my face after this comment, and was lucky he did, because he almost missed the slight curl of my lips. “You never let anybody get in the way of doing what needs to be done. Not even racist douchebags that show up and kick my ass. And you certainly don’t take shit from anyone.” A few more tears fell from my eyes, but he grabbed my face and used his thumbs to wipe them away, looking into my eyes. “And you’ve got a whole group of teenagers sitting down there worried sick about you because you mean so much to all of them.”

I sniffled again and threw my arms around his neck, whispering an almost inaudible, “Thank you.”

“Of course, sweetheart. Now let’s go get you cleaned up so we can finish that game of DnD.” I almost blushed at the pet name he gave me, if he didn’t sweep me up into his arms and carry me to the bathroom so I could rinse my face off. He made sure to grab my blanket from my bed and grabbed my hand to lead me down the stairs.

“Wow, it’s so nice of you to join us,” Dustin said the second we were down the stairs, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Steve shot him a look that said, “shut up or I’ll kill you,” while I just gave him a small smile. Before I even got settled on the couch I was smothered by two bear hugs.

“I missed you (Y/N),” El told me, gripping me in probably the tightest hug I’ve ever had. “You were gone for three weeks!”

“Yeah dude! Don’t leave us alone with these losers for that long ever again!” Max exclaimed, hugging me almost as tight as El was.

I smiled down at both of them, hugging them back just as fiercely. Looking up, I saw the smile Steve had on, but I ignored it in favor of the smiles on my girls’ faces. Ruffling their hair, I removed myself from their grips and went to sit on the couch between Steve and Nancy.

“It’s a good thing you came back (Y/N). I almost killed your brother, and not in the campaign, in real life. I’m pretty sure you’d be the only one who could stop me.” I chuckled to myself and then smiled at Lucas.

“It’s a good thing that I’m back then, huh?”

Will looked up at me this time, “Definitely! I was waiting for you to come down so I could show you this drawing!” I smiled down at him, glancing briefly at Jonathan, only enough to recognize the immense pride on his face at the fact that Will was genuinely happy and smiley. He brought it up to show me a picture that he had drawn of me fighting a monster, a cute little label that pertained to my name at the top. “Steve said you fought a monster and won! And I didn’t even get to see it. So I thought I’d draw it out for you.”

“I love it Will!” I exclaimed, pulling him into a hug and looking at the drawing again. It wasn’t until this second look that I noticed a label by the monster’s head as well. It simply read, “Billy” with a little arrow to indicate that the monster I was beating up was named Billy. I laughed at the naming of the monster and pulled Will into another hug, pressing a light kiss to the top of his head. He grabbed the drawing and placed himself back into his spot.

“(Y/N), you want to hop in on this campaign? We’ve still got a while left to go and we’re in a pretty good spot to add another character?” Mike offered, as he was playing Dungeon Master.

“Yeah, come on (Y/N)! You haven’t actually played in forever!” Dustin added.

The rest of the group added their own chorus of “Yeah”s to try and convince you to join.

“Okay, I guess. But only if I get to be a healer! I’m tired of killing the monsters,” I joked, earning a laugh from everyone in the room.

“Okay, okay, so the group walks up to the tavern in town, hoping for a nice evening away from the fighting for once. But the open the door and see, A MOM, not just A mom, it’s their mom!”

“What?” El asked.

“Mike what are you on about?” Lucas added.

“OH MY GOD, (Y/N)’S GONNA BE LIKE OUR TEAM’S MOM!” Max shouted in realization. The whole group looked at Mike in anticipation. “Well obviously, how else would I have gone about this? It’s perfect, and the perfect position to make her the healer.”

“I mean, technically she’s my sister,” Dustin announced, implying that you couldn’t be his mom.

“See (Y/N), I told you I was gonna kill him.”

[bigbrothernetflix-st]

EPISODE THREE

“this was literally one of the worst decisions i've ever had to make so now i'm just kinda pissed off!” - nash

HOH: Nash UPSIDE DOWN: Joey & Saira NOMINEES: Brianna & Gina POV: Jacob FINAL NOMINEES: Emma & Gina EVICTED: Gina (11-1), Jake (WALK)

ARIA

https://youtu.be/SyHPQkbxxw8

JOEY

WATCH THIS AGE LIKE MILK:

I feel great!!!!! Nash winning means my ass aint going up, I gave her 2 tokens, and she gave me 1, and I feel fantastic heading into this week

SAIRA

i feel okay about nash being hoh, she wasn't my first choice but i don't think im in any danger of being nominated (hopefully haha) im not sure who i WOULD want to be nominated, i just know who i wouldn't want, so as long as they're okay i'm good!

JEV

I'm once again feeling pretty good this week. I've grown pretty close to Nash since nominating her in week 1 and she told me and Nathan we aren't going up so, there's that! She's told me Gina is going up and will be her target which I'm not thrilled about but hopefully Gina can pull some miracle and win POV. I'm a little worried about Emma and Jake too, as they've both said they haven't spoken to her much which is dumb, bc like hello??? its week 3, i feel esp with Jake, I can understand Emma bc Nash keeps leaving her on read but I don't think Jake has even tried much (crying emoji) So hopefully they can ALSO pull something out

JAKE

FUCK MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i hate everyone in this game t b h. why can't people just follow with a plan and go through with it like it aint that hard to put your chips on one person from your alliance so youre all safe like........ i dont think these ppl understand strategy and it's TIRING. i frankly am over people relying on their friendships to get themselves through another week bc fucking nash won an alliance-based hoh comp. now we have to deal w this fucking friend group running the house another week. i don't know if i'm safe i'm honestly probably going to be put up??? even tho nash is the one that CONSTANTLY ignores my PMs even tho ive given her paragraphs to respond to... she's gonna do whatever her little friends want her to do. i mean that's what she literally said to me. i was like pls don't nom me <3 and she was like "im not making any promises im just doing whatever the house wants me to do" like girl............ lkjghklsdfjhg what kind of dumbass bullshit response was that. just tell me you're putting me up or you're not. youre a big girl you can make your own fucking decisions.

i give nash what i would give any hoh if they won and that is "i'd never ever nominate you it's never even crossed my mind" and hoping that's enough to make her wanna keep me. she might think im not going after her but, if she's smart, she'll send me out the door this week before i can retaliate. 

im super super worried that jacob will be like oh jev n jake aligned in BBHOS9 u should put them up together since jev nominated you week 1. like i feel like she'd do ANYTHING jacob tells her at this point cuz shes just another one of his sheep so like hoping im good w jacob but he's such a wildcard idfk

at this point im just hoping me or emma don't get put up and if we do there will be a veto to be won and a nash/jacob to come after next so...... period

ARIA

yall i feel so fucking cracked and tired of everything but itS FINE!!! I got this easy peasy!! Im not going to always feel motivated but im doing my best and thats valid baby!!! So lets jump in, first off lets start with a random information dump of things i've collected

-jacob has talked about me w/ nicholas during pasio

-monty and jacob have a connection ( i dont even remember how)

-nathan nash (maybe jacob) obviously tight lmao

-joey monty close

-Jake made a counter alliance to Jacob's (actually joshes) alliance made of me gina saira emma and josh

-josh emma me alliance

-JOEY RECORDS CALLS

-Jake is wary of nathan (but also thinks hes cute ugh)

-told jake im wary of pasio peeps so he might nom them

-Jacob alliance STILL isnt created

-called with josh and told him that jacob is wary that the alliance isnt made yet

-jacob josh have a pregame

-told josh, saira and nick have a pregame

-josh kiki close

-josh thinks saira is a social threat 

-josh prefers jev over nathan

-told monty to talk to jake more

-told joshua jacob is the most connected person

-got back to nash gina doesnt like her

-jacob kiki nash confirmed trio alliance

-nash told jev gina is the target (jev then told jake)

-josh thought jacob was the original maker of the alliance

-jake thinks jacob/josh are snakes

-jake also thinks jacob-josh-nash-kiki-bri-nick-nathan are an alliance

-josh wants to play the middle w/ me :uwu:

 So from here I want to get into how my ideal week will go and how it will realistically go. IDEALLY Nash noms jev and josh with them not winning veto and the house gets rid of a utr social threat but realistically its gonne be gina and jake with gina going bc she doesnt talk to anyone of have any motivation for this game (I LITERALLY WROTE HER A PARAGRAPH TO SEND TO NASH TO NOT BE NOMINATED AND SHE GOES "hmm idk maybe ill send it" LIKE????) 

Okay the other thing im freaking out about is bc i feel like theres tension between me Jacob Josh and Jake and im not sure what it is about. I mean i kinda do but im missing key components. The whole situation just doesn't sit right with me at all and I feel very at odds with them in a weird kinda way. I've explained this so many times but i have such a bad feeling that josh leaked the janelle alliance to jacob and is more with him than me and now josh is setting these two sides against each other and i just heard from him that nash isnt nomming him so now im really uncomfy ughhhh i have such a bad feeling and i really need to work on people like jev saira monty to make sure i have people behind me i can fall back on, but also im getting the vibe jake really really trusts me which is great because i want to go far with him as well, unless hes just misting me SUPER hard ughhh

god i just have such a bad feeling about this week buts its fINE totally fine ill work it out eventually,,,but now its trust ranking time yay

1.Gina (youre so inactive i adore you!)

2.Joshua (kid GANG!!! thank you for trusting me sometimes <3)

3.Jake (hes a crackhead but hes my crackhead)

VERY BIG GAP

4.Emma (shes chilling what a lovely gal)

5.Monty (better inactive than be active and a threat)

6.Nathan (youre kinda sketchy but hes like a funky older brother)

7.Josh (youre at the center of a balancing act i wonder if u can keep it up)

8.Nick (they always give such an honest vibe,,,,,i dont trust it)

9.Brianna (shes so sweet but the sweetest angels make the fiercest demons)

10.Jev(,,,,your on slightly thicker ice than joey but combined with a little more charisma)

ANOTHER GAP WOOT WOOT

11.Joey (youre on THIN fucking ice buddy,,,,please be more open w/ me)

12.Saira (im begging for u to talk game to me,,, but also since we havent talked u cant snake me yet)

13. Jacob (idk ily sm but youre so fcking connected and idk if i reached ur inner circle yet)

14. Kiki (my favorite furry)

15.Nash (please talk to me im begging ill do anything please plsease plaease plae-)

So update ive been talking around and wow this game loves looking at my allies and kicking them in the kneecaps while spitting in their eyes ugh. So nash is probably leaning towards nomming jake and Gina with gina as the target (really weird that jake is nommed makes me think jacob had some influence there) but in that scenario best case is that veto is used and anyone but josh goes up and that person leaves easy fucking peasy!! Anyway i just talked with josh and apparently jacob was the one who came up with the alliance idea which is interesting bc he tried to pin it on josh. Anyways not to totally contradict my initial rant but me and josh had a really good chat where we're kinda in the same position between two groups (the og alliance and janelle) and we dont know if we should make the og alliance and with who bc of janelle so we're struggling to see whats the correct move from here....or maybe josh is completely misting me but i fucking hope not ugh- either way im surviving this week and thats that!!

JEV

I'm realising that I'm getting myself into a pretty tight position since I have firm alliances with Emma & Jake and Nash & Nathan, as well as being extremely close to Josh C, which could prove difficult for me down the line, but I'll cross that bridge when I come to it.

KIKI

https://youtu.be/6cn8xUFWqhA

BRIANNA

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1XvZzg3dTEZ89VeFbG3bxk4JFNtr7Ixm0/view?usp=sharing 

i had to use google drive bc it wouldn't take my file on youtube :((((

JEV

So right now I've somehow accidentally wriggled my way into conspiring with Nash on how best to take Gina out, which is so dumb of me because I don't really want to see Gina leave this week, but at the same time I'm having to fight Nash's decision because she wants to put Emma up beside her and... I can't let that happen because I'm worried Emma would leave over Gina

JEV

So I'm speaking to Nash, taking the heat off of Emma by telling her I feel she could be a number for me/her/Nathan down the line, and now I'm pushing for Brianna to go up since Nash wants someone who 100% wouldn't leave over Gina and I'm thinking like... WHO would vote to evict Brianna, but at the same time I'm feeling super terrible about it because Brianna is a literal angel

JEV

Wow a lot going on so I'm trying to update as best I can, Nash is saying she's going to randomise for who goes to the upside down so I'm having to encourage her not to include me or Nathan in the randomisation just incase she needs us for strategising but REALLY its so I can stay and hang around and try my best to keep Emma from touching the block at all this week.

NASH

sorry for nominating women i didnt mean it.

EMMA

If i am being honest the more this game goes by i get so unmotivated and its only week 3 i suck because well in bbgames like galar and almia i mostly played from the bottom now im like alright i kinda want to fuck up my game for fun but kinda pisses me off a bit that i almost could of been nominated if it wasnt for jev but that pisses me off so much i tried talking to nash but i get left on read i dont take things 100x personal unless if somebody is being mean like laughing etc but knowing that i would be on the block over brianna when i did try talking to nash its still hurts a little but if somebody like gina wins veto if i get on the block it issss what it isss i guess but i played on the bottom way to many times maybe i can do this??

JEV

So my efforts worked and Brianna went up instead of Emma, now I've just gotta hope neither of the noms win POV/that the POV isn't used so I don't have to throw someone elses name out there to Nash :flushed:

JOSH

hello ladies and gays. straights aren't welcome here.

today, we are feeling GOOD because the person we nominated just a few days ago won power and STILL didn't nominate me. is that iconnery or what? i was honestly ready for my ass to be TOAST but i did approach nash before they won HOH and had a conversation about where we stood and they said i would be OKAY this week bc we did start talking. we love to see it, yes we do!

the nominees this week are gina and brianna and.. even though i'm in two different alliances with both of them, i'm not mad at either of them going up. i don't REALLY talk with either and i'd be happy to see either one of them go. the tricky part will be figuring out WHO to vote when the time comes, but we have a POV to happen before we get there. we'll SEE.

if i had to choose, i'd probably send brianna home simply because i find her a bit CHAOTIC where i feel like gina isn't really going to cause a lot of waves with me. she's much more quiet whereas brianna is more likely to be able to pick herself back up.

some other fun events going on:

jake was NOT happy about nash winning and thought he was going to get nominated because of it. he was about to RIP nash a new one and is really brewing with how much he hates them. MAKES ME LAUGH A LIL BECAUSE IT WAS SO UNWARRANTED BUT NEVERTHELESS, it's something to note that jake does NOT like nash.

i think aria is my number one right now bc we get along really well and have very similar opinions. i'm really open with how i talk to her so i'm HOPING she's not spilling everything i say to someone else but i don't think she WOULD? i dunno. i love her energy and i'm hoping we can SLICE AND DICE together in the middle.

my strategy is to take my HOH under my belt and take a step back for a minute while my two alliances (one: jake, aria, gina, emma, saira, me & two: jacob, aria, brianna, kiki, me) get picked off back and forth. i'm going to see if i can craft a narrative for them to go after each other but we'll SEE. there are a lot of people in the middle i enjoy a lot more than some of the people in my alliances so IDK. i feel like some people got thrown into these alliances that i did NOT want but they were kind of forced in so i don't trust it. and i think people KNOW because i'm not very chatty abt it in the chats (and i haven't even made one of the chats. am i supposed to? idk)

anyways that's all for now x 

ARIA

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zp71zzR-wgE

someone help

JAKE

https://voca.ro/g2ZQWs9x8du

JEV

Not miss Nash coming to me asking how I'd feel about being renom :flushed:

JEV

So I literally just woke up from a sleep and in the space of 30 minutes have had to talk Nash out of renomming me, Emma or Jake since we've just made an alliance together so I warned her that probably wouldn't work out for us in the long run. We narrowed it down and she shortlisted Aria, Josh C, Monty & Nick, and I have spun her to try and get her to nominate Aria, because 1. I don't wanna see Josh C go up and 2. like with Brianna I feel nobody here would vote to evict Aria, and Nash wants Gina GONE (crying emoji) so I feel this was the only logical renom to suggest.

JEV

The conversation has turned back to Emma and I just really don't wanna let that happen because I do feel like she'd leave over Gina. Part of me is saying not to stick my neck out too much to save Emma but at the same time she's my number 1 in this game and I hope she'd return the favour if she was in my position.

NASH

this was literally one of the worst decisions i've ever had to make so now i'm just kinda pissed off! 

ARIA

Well,,,, FBSFJDF I feel like im making so many of these but honestly this game changes everyday so please dont be too annoyed by me uwu, the mood swing i had just this DAY was insane so lets begin w/ the general info-

IN TIME LINE ORDER

-Jev told jake that something about noms but acted dumb when I asked

-Gina/Joshua/Aria alliance created!!

-Saira and Josh are close

- VIDEO DR GOES HERE

-Jake spills Emma-Jev-Nathan-Nash-Jake alliance with Emma/Jev/Jake being a trio as well= Jev created the alliance

-Jev prefers gina out

-jake doesnt believe in screenshots or recording calls

-Jev and Jake are close

-Jev/Jacob/Jake all played together before

-I leaked Bri's backups to Jake as well as Jacob's trio with Nash and Kiki

-nash almost backdoored jev bc he wasnt responding to her

-jev was the reason i was almost otb

-I WAS ALMOST OTB

-Josh AND Jacob both want Jake out

-Bri thinks nash's comp ability is scary

-Nash and Nick are close 

-Jacob nervous about Bri's backup leaking

-Jacob barely talks w/ saira and monty

-made a final three w/ jacob josh called malibu

So now im debating whether its morally okay for me to analyze what happened in the living room in a game sense. FBSdffan So lets run down things in chronological order and I might mention my thoughts if they arent too controversial, Nathan leaks the alliance with jev/nash/jake/emma. Eventually emma says 'i wanna know who put these thoughts in the hohs head" and nick starts to shut the discussion down which is an interesting contrast to their earlier attitude where they were very for the drama continuing, which leads me to begin they had some sort of hand in it. Nathan goes on to say he likes nash on a personal lvl which jake analyzes as a nod to a friendgroup and a mini confrontation between nathan and jake occur. I believe that part was just a misunderstanding on both parties account. Then happy discussion until Jake calls nash out for being in the diary session for too long which leads to a discussion of house guests over analyzing production and using that as a strategy which is ultimately unfair and also at this time I believe nash was going through itTM leading to their friends to be slightly defensive on their behalf (which is valid) and i after rereading things i really hope that they're okay, ultimately this leads up to frustration on Jake's part and his ultimate quit. 

I mean where do i go from here? I have the Bri's angels but that did get leaked to Emma on Jake's way out so i need to figure some way to micromanage that where i think im gonna make a emma jev alliance and work with them as a trio in the future (if gina goes) but rn i feel like this force of energy that is Bri's backups is gonna body for a bit but i think theyre gonna throw hoh leading me jev or emma to step up and body a bit. Like i think i might actually win hoh and nom nash and monty with a nick potential renom bc im BORED and nash continuing to skate by without even talking to me is not valid, and monty is so not here its like??? HEWWO??? but idk thats making big moves i may just chill a bit for now but i dont want jev and emma being targeted in the future bc theyre gonna be numbers for me and thats on PEWIOD!

HOST WEEKLY CAST ASSESSMENT

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L25lY813N1k&list=PLFEwPPy8j010XXwntq80VSU0qLNTNpSIN&index=4&t=0s

[randisnotonfire-blog]

Oh Peter Parker X Reader

Summary: After Homecoming life has been different, Peter has been mumbling and blushing more than usual.Everyone still thinks Peter has a major crush on Liz but heads will turn when rumors spread fast like a wild fire when Y/n stands up to Flash for Peter. Refusing to believe that Ryan is trying to confront her about the rumors causes her to form a unlikely fight with Peter and Ryan.

  Warnings:Fluff,Drama as usual xD,Language, also tbh peter is like DIFFERENT he isnt stuttering that much but he is kind of like confident lmao idfk xD

A/n: This is a continuation of the fan fiction “Are You Okay?”. I tried to base this off of the song Superficial Love by Ruth B. Which was challenging,so yeah not much to say. Life has been good? xD But yeah lets just get on with this!

(Not my Gif)

         You sighed, still thinking of what happened last Friday night.Reading the text message from Peter it had said “Hey. see you tomorrow at school gn”. You replied saying Good night back then quickly fell asleep.Your alarm woke you up from a dead sleep, then you heard your mom yelling for you to wake up. Great, just another day were your surrounded by assholes and idiots. You got up and did your normal morning routine, and walked to school with a group of friends. Saying your goodbyes you walked into your school and quickly went to your locker.Flash walked up to you and tapped you on your shoulder, “Hey” he said as if he was trying to sound cool. “Go piss off someone else” You snapped back not turning around to not look him in the eye.”Bitch” He responded, then you hissed back “Slut”. “Yeah bye, see you in 5th period” He said then walked off. You smirked then walked over to Peter’s locker. You tried to startle him but failed. “Boo!” you said as you looked at the curls in the back of his head “Nice try Y/n” which made you giggle as he turned around to look at you. “So...” his bottom lip curled when you smiled. “You know people are gonna be-act different” “Why would they? They know I have a boyfriend” You tried to act as innocent as possible considering Ned was around.You smiled at him then at Ned, “Hey, Peter do you want to go to my house after school? I got some new LEGOS, or we can study” Ned said excitedly, Peters eyes turned to look at you then at Ned. “O-um I’m gonna be busy with the Stark Internship, but I can probably try to get some time for us to hang out after school.” Ned nodded then looked at you which made you feel slight butterflies. Why was he looking at me? Since when did I be apart of there weird friendship? You smiled quickly then shuffled your feet looking at them.The 4th bell rang and you asked Peter if he wanted to walk to class with you. It was a awkward question since Ned was about to leave but he still said yes.”I’m sorry about last night..I was probably really awkward and shit, sorry um..Yeah” Peter blurted out as you were walking through the walls.”Oh” You looked up at him and giggled “Yeah right Parker, for once you were not awkward” With those words it made him blush and want to freeze the time. “You know Y/n? You curse a lot” You smiled, thinking if you should hold his hand. But it would be a cliche and to soon move, You should just let him make the first move. But I doubt he would.

        You two both walked in to the class and took a seat next to each other, which it was rare to find you sitting next to each other. Half way through the class Peter opened his big mouth and whispered to you, “Did you enjoy-um last night?” You smirked and nodded. “Just don’t tell Ryan” Peter had a cheeky grin on his face knowing that he was close to kissing you during the slow dance. The teacher quickly stopped her tracks of writing down notes and diverted her attention to you and Peter. You had a massive blush on your face but it was unlikely Peter had a tad bit smaller blush on his face. “Miss Y/L/N and (Your last name) Mr.Parker is there something you need to share with the rest of the class? Because I think we all are great listeners unlike you two.” The teacher had snapped back and you could hear all the kids acting like fools by saying “Oo”. “You both have detention after school” The teacher smiled and went back to her notes. You sighed and Peter slipped you a note that simply read: “Sorry :l” The next class you had shared with Peter and Flash, it was always a struggle since Flash was a bully to Peter. Also it was a struggle because both Peter and Flash had a crush on you. But Peter treated his crush more like a secret, unlike Flash. All hell was raised when he tried to flirt with you, you could definitely tell Peter wanted to do something about it.

          You and Peter had walked to 5th period together, “I’m sooo glad lunch class is next” You said holding your “o” in the word So for a dramatic reason. Peter chuckled, while walking his hand slightly gazed yours which made his heart drop. After it happened you looked up at him and politely smiled and he blushed. You both walked into the class a minute or two early so you could start up the lab.Ned walked up to Peter, “Hey dude do you want to set up the lab early?” Ned asked but Peter furrowed his eyebrows, eyes widened and nugged his head slightly to point at you. “Oooohhh” Ned said and smiled. He walked over to find a new lab partner as Peter walked over to you. “D-do you want to work together or something” “Sure” You responded to him as he took a seat next to you. “Look, its the devil” You smirked when you saw Flash casually walk in late as usual. “Okay? Great Everyone is here...Okay so I need to go get something from my car so like behave while im gone? It will only be 5 to 10 minutes” The teacher quickly said as he left the class room. You noticed Flash sat next to you, so you were in the middle of Peter and Flash.You grabbed out your phone to clear out notifications and do other stuff, “Y/n? Don’t do that! You could get into trouble!” Peter snatched your phone from your hand and shoved it in your backpack.”Ugh, Thanks dad” You smirked and he blushed aggressively. He leaned closer to you and said “W-why would I be y-your dad?” “Nothing” You smirked again while he died from blushing.”Hey Y/h/c (Your hair color) You wanna do the lab with me?” Flash asked you. You sighed, “Or are you working with Penis Parker?” Flash said again with a innocent look. “Fuck off mate” You hissed at him, everyone in the class looked at you. Peter’s eyes widened and gasped, “W-what?” you asked him and tried to brush it off but it was just like carrying a boulder on your shoulder.Flash scoffed “Fine princess” he smirked cheekly. The teacher walked in and saw everyone looking towards the back of the class as you, Peter and Flash.”Great” he muttered then started his lesson.

     You had been blushing and so was Peter the entire class, when it finally ended everyone left except for when the teacher called out for you, Peter and Flash to talk to him.You looked at Peter then grabbed your book bag and walked up to his desk with the rest of them.”I heard you already got detention, but-” He sighed “All of you need to tell me what happened” He took off his glasses and put him near the stack of papers.”Well,” you all hand finally told the teacher what happened. And what made the cherry and sprinkles on top of your day was that you and Flash both got a detention. “Great” You sighed and walked out of the class abandoning Peter and Flash.The teacher left and Flash hissed at Peter “Bite me bitch” then walked off. Peter just looked like a deer in headlights, he felt sorry for you.You walked up to the lunch room and found a table that was clear and sat there. You smiled when you saw Ryan walk over and sit next to you, “So how was class? I-i uh um heard the rumors Y/n” You sighed and kissed him on the cheek but he backed away quickly.”W-what?” “I’m not gonna date a fucking slut Y/n!” Ryan hissed at you. “I’m not a SLUT! Me and Peter are not a thing! will you just have some fucking feelings for once! You always ditch me! Maybe your the slut in this relationship! Just go the hell away. Jesus fucking Christ go find y-your side chick or what ever the hell you want to call her!” You practically yelled at him. This gave you guys the attention you never wanted, You looked around to find Peter starring at you shocked. You got up and stormed off crying with no regrets.

                      You got stopped by Peter when he grabbed your wrist before you were able to leave the school. “Your not skipping Y/n” Peter said concerned, “Peter,Some nerve you have to do this and tell me you want me.How dare you march into my heart, oh how rude of you. To ruin my miserable, and tell me I am beautiful. I already have someone to tell me that! Cause I wasn’t looking for love, In fact you tricked me. And I wasn’t trying to fall in love anymore but Parker, you pushed me.” You said with caution.”Y-y/n..I’m sorry...” He could see the tears running down your face and the pain in your eyes. “Yeah, what ever” you said but making him feel defeated. “No! Y/n! If those rumors were true I wouldn’t want them to be! I know your-you were in a relationship with Ryan. It hurt me to know he was always cheating on you thats why I wanted to- just you know what, I have nothing to say.” He put his hands up and left you. You were just a broken mess. The two piece that put your life together walked out of your life, and killed you in the process...

Luv yall sorry for the angst lmfao ik tragic as hell but yeh dm if you got any ideas

        ~R

@captainswriting new fan fiction :) since you said the last one was rlly short xd

[caepaecaesurae]

> Last week sometime...

caepaecaesurae ... I apologize for the #tyrian/ tag, by the by.  My moirail has trouble wvith your alternates, that he is still wvorking through. brackishbarracuda so i noticed i didnt mean to start shit caepaecaesurae You havwen't, and he holds no animosity.  Only memories. brackishbarracuda i cant reely say shit tbh w u i used to have the same problem w certain cronus alts i aint gonna go into it but im betta than i was

caepaecaesurae .. There are so vwery many things wvrong wvith certain Cronus alternates. brackishbarracuda an nearly all a mine are fucked so caepaecaesurae I'm glad you're doing better ..and that the entire Ampora line is not currently completely poisoned for you. brackishbarracuda trust me theres a few i could stand to see w a head on a different end a the room than the rest a them but i got double diamonds and both are v much amporas caepaecaesurae There's some that -I- wvould be inclined to separate from themselvwes. brackishbarracuda aight if im bein honest its one in particular and its an erian so i still count that as improvement caepaecaesurae I'd agree.  WVas he perchance recently invwolvwed in the dashcourse? brackishbarracuda i dont think so i aint been payin attention i dont mind a name drop if ur currious just dont out me aboat it its complicate complicated efin caepaecaesurae Reasonable.  ...  I don't speak wvith many Eridans, I suspect it's not likely to come up, so I'll abstain. brackishbarracuda as in dont tell me or u wont out me caepaecaesurae Don't tell me -- I wvouldn't out you either wvay. brackishbarracuda s fair caepaecaesurae But this wvay, I'm not likely to read his page out of curiosity. Or ask a thousand questions that aren't my business.  I'm afraid I'm as gossipy as Arlequin can be. brackishbarracuda trust me tho if he shows up and starts shit youll kno who it is caepaecaesurae Do let me knowv if you evwer need a hand. brackishbarracuda pike i said its complicated 38/ and f reel tho i aint mind questions from u in particular caepaecaesurae If you're certain, then -- wvho, and dare I ask his specific failings? brackishbarracuda violaceousvanity too many to fuckin count brackishbarracuda most a which is fuckin w my rails pusher an holdin the fact said rail had feelins for him over my damn head when i was low caepaecaesurae .. Ugh. brackishbarracuda im really tryin naut to go on a tirade aboat every fuckin thing hes done wrong bc i wont stop if i get started its platonic af caepaecaesurae I knowv the feeling. Aye, interference in romantic affairs often can be. brackishbarracuda hes still a part a my rails past tho before i knew him and he swears hes his friend so im over here just shruggin violently brackishbarracuda ur ugh in response was afishiated tho its hard to properly disgusted w somebody existence when other ppl aint as pissed as u are

Last Wednesday at 2:44 PM

caepaecaesurae I sympathise.  Interpersonal conflicts of that nature are... Awvkwvard at best. caepaecaesurae Pardon for disappearing on you. brackishbarracuda nah shit happens u aight caepaecaesurae > Caesurae looked at that question, blankly, for over a minute before he could bring himself to quietly facepalm, sigh, and gather his words. Sleep came unexpectedly, that's all. brackishbarracuda count ur blessings i had to watch cats the musical before i could get my wrigs to fall the fuck asleep caepaecaesurae You havwe wvrigglers? I feel like I should havwe knowvn, sorry for the inobservwance. brackishbarracuda i dont talk aboat them much naut publicly anyway brackishbarracuda too much shit can go wrong but yeah i got five a them caepaecaesurae It's easier to protect something no one knowvs about. Gods, that seems daunting. brackishbarracuda i mean they aint mine i kinda inherited them but they mine u feel cept one ones actually mine caepaecaesurae I believwe Arlequin had a fewv sprung on him wvhen it turned out one of his flings came from a timeline wvith interesting biology. He adores havwing a massivwe family for church reasons though. brackishbarracuda yeah caepaecaesurae May I ask about the inheritance? brackishbarracuda bouy seems pike hed b happy just havin em drip off him while he fucks around in the kitchen caepaecaesurae That's fairly accurate, aye. brackishbarracuda dead red caepaecaesurae I'm sorry. brackishbarracuda they didnt really have anybody else me and the rails look after em caepaecaesurae Good that someone or something does. If you havwen't ended up lusus-bonding wvith them yet you might be able to get them lusii in a timeline somewvhere.  I suspect you havwe though, by the sound of it. brackishbarracuda loz would raise from his fuckin ashes and haunt my ass if i ever got rid a them especially now brackishbarracuda theyre mine caepaecaesurae I'm glad you care for them. I'm...familiar wvith the concept from Beforus, and from my moirail's family.  It's not something I'vwe personally evwer wvanted, but I'm glad it suits you. Are they young, still ? brackishbarracuda it aint someifn i ever personally wanted either tbpfh w u little shits grow on u yeah caepaecaesurae Has Arlequin met them yet? brackishbarracuda ach is the oldest and shes under five sweeps and ayas the youngest and shes in a coon rn i think we planned on it but it aint happened yet brackishbarracuda lotta shit goin on rn caepaecaesurae I suspect he'd enjoy it quite a bit.  He adores spoiling wvrigglers. brackishbarracuda yeah i can sea that lmao hes a big cod damn nerd brackishbarracuda hey i got a question caepaecaesurae Aye? Fire at wvill. brackishbarracuda do u no anybody youd trust w a needle pike tattoos do u think arlequin would kno anybody in the church oar caepaecaesurae I knowv Porrim has a studio here, though I'd havwe to gently feel out howv she feels about seadwvellers.  I'm sure Arlequin knowvs howv to apply tattoos in the old wvay, wvith hand-made tools and ointments rather than wvhat one wvould vwisualise in a modern tattoo parlor. I'm sure Nadaya wvould knowv someone, and could ask, if that wvould be of use. brackishbarracuda idk if i trust his evaluation of i trust u naut to kill me while u do this but yeah if u could ask around so i got options id afishiate it tbh isle still probubbly sea what arlequin can do seein as i already trust him caepaecaesurae Arlequin I wvould trust completely to do blackwvork.  If he specifically says he can do brilliant colors and gradients, I'd believwe him on those too. I trust Nadaya not to put other people into stupid situations.  He tries plenty of things himself he wvould not consider for others. brackishbarracuda thats fair caepaecaesurae I'll see if I can put together a list for you -- and I'll mention wvho each recommendation came from, as wvell. I'vwe been somewvhat tempted to look into it myself, I just havwen't been able to think of a design I wvanted. At least anything that wvasn't somewvhat trashy. brackishbarracuda hell let it be trashy caepaecaesurae References to the Kraken brackishbarracuda lMAO caepaecaesurae A tramp stamp, if I could bring myself to it brackishbarracuda PLZ I N-E-ED T)(IS caepaecaesurae Haha Gods.  Maybe. brackishbarracuda oh my shi t absofuckinlutely i am behind this and behind u so i can stare at it caepaecaesurae I appreciate the vwote of confidence. "This side up" brackishbarracuda im la ughign i swear to fuck man embrace that shit caepaecaesurae On the one hand, yes. On the other, if I don't, I can fake being a vwery dignified older man at wvill. And people wvho don't knowv me wvill believwe it. brackishbarracuda i mean thats fair but u can do that w some paint an sealer caepaecaesurae ..Oddly true.  Of course, I could put on a vwariety of different tramp stamps at wvill in the same wvay. brackishbarracuda embrace ur inner trash prince caepaecaesurae You are a terrible influence, but I'm almost intrigued enough to put together a selfie. brackishbarracuda i am tho caepaecaesurae This Side Up is the best one I can think of.  Maybe a reference to the Gunshowv WVhat are some other good ones, vwisible from the front? I am preparing something. brackishbarracuda suns out guns out has alwaves been a personal fav isle ahab ur crosshairs idfk visual pun put ahabs on ur bicep caepaecaesurae Oh, perfect brackishbarracuda i am all for this please dear cod also ur attractive just fyi caepaecaesurae Thank you, I appreciate that.  You as wvell, from the pictures I'vwe seen. brackishbarracuda the reactions ur getting are worth this shit alone caepaecaesurae Oh, aye, I need to do this more often. brackishbarracuda u reely do i almost wanna reblog the dam thing again caepaecaesurae One feature of tumblr that I personally appreciate is the ability to schedule posts to go off at pre-determined times years into the future. brackishbarracuda oh my shit ohhh my shit caepaecaesurae And you look at your dashboard, and you ask yourself "WVhen did I reblog that --  Oh.  Ohhhhhhhhh right." brackishbarracuda i am here for this brackishbarracuda plz at least keep the gun caepaecaesurae Hah.  I don't knowv.  The tiny one? brackishbarracuda yeah i mean its easily hidden w sleeves an its a good ice breaker caepaecaesurae It is at that. If I did, I'd probably ask Arlequin to apply it for real.  Things I imagine into place are easy to imagine awvay again. brackishbarracuda i nearly said id imagine so and stopped myself wtf me caepaecaesurae I can imagine it, and I wvouldn't havwe caught it. brackishbarracuda hes doin aight if ur currious thats my rails caepaecaesurae I'm glad he is. brackishbarracuda i get over excited about the bouys so i apologize in advance caepaecaesurae Hah.  Both vvic and his brother? Enthusiasm is a blessing, enjoy it. brackishbarracuda yeah f reel tho they aint get out much so im over here wavin a lil flag when they talk to ppl on their own caepaecaesurae I havwe a fewv friends like that. Thankfully theyvwe started getting along wvith one another, wvhich is nice. brackishbarracuda tru tf to that

Last Wednesday at 6:44 PM

brackishbarracuda are u sugestin arlequin is a wrong choice caepaecaesurae No, I just knowv Arlequin wvell and don't knowv if he knowvs him. Arlequin making more positivwe social contacts is good. brackishbarracuda (that was a joke ) tru af tho caepaecaesurae I'm not that great at jokes if the punchline is someone being offended, if I'm honest. brackishbarracuda aight fair caepaecaesurae Sorry, chief. brackishbarracuda nah u aint got anyfin to apologize for

[crush-imaginesssss]

💖💖Crush Imagine💖💖 very long...

hey so this is the first crush magine I wrote. it’s kinda bad but whatever😂also there’s a little bit of swearing just so u know. anyways enjoy!

summary:you are an outgoing person who happens to have a crush on a hot shy guy. he likes you too but you don’t know that and he doesn’t know you like him. he falls in love with you more everytime you speak to him.

y/n=your name

c/n= crushes name

y/f/n=your friends name

y/b/f/n= your best friends name

y/g/f/n= your guy friends name

y/h/s= your high school

e/c= eye color

h/c= hair color

shy guy crush imagine: story 1

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monday morning:

Spring break is now over and now you have to go back to school. you arrive 15 minutes before the bell rings, as per usual. today was an odd day. there are only two good things about school,your friends and of course, c/n. y/b/f/n greets you. “hey y/n,”she says and leans in for a hug. “Hey what’s up?” “just the usual,come with me to my class?” “sure why not,” you agree. you remember that your locker’s on the way, and you sometimes see c/n around there. “So how are you doing?” “i’m doing great, thanks for asking y/b/f/n.” you didn’t care how you were feeling, you only really cared about how c/n felt because he means the world to you. on the way to her class, you see f/n, who also sees you and waves. of course, you wave back. she comes up to you and y/b/f/f/n. “have you talked to c/n lately? i just saw him. he seems a bit flustered and sad”. your heart sinks.

“where is he??” you ask. y/f/n points to the right. “his class is v205.”

“hey y/b/f/n do you mind if i—?” she cuts you off before you can finish, “of course girlie, go get your man!!” she smiles. you take off running in the other direction, towards c/n’s class.

background: you are a sophomore at y/h/s. you are a very bubbly and outgoing person, so you have a lot of friends at your school, both girls and boys. most of your guy friends happen to have crushes on you, but you don’t really care. you only want one guy, c/n. he’s a really amazing guy. you liked him right when you met him. you’ve never felt this way about anyone before. You guys have had a lot of interesting conversations, even though he was shy, he was really comfortable talking to you. somedays he’s chatty and sometimes he won’t speak at all, because he’s too into his feelings. c/n is gorgeous with his e/c eyes and shiny h/c hair. c/n is about 3 inches taller than you, which is sexy because you have a thing for tall guys. All of your friends know you have a thing for c/n, except for of course, c/n. You knew you could never admit your feelings for him. back to the story

you scan the hallways for c/n and don’t see any sign of him... until you look into his classroom, which was open, he was with his head down.

While panting you say,” hey, c/n are you ok? he looks up at you with his gorgeous e/c eyes, he looked like he wanted to cry. “y-yeah im f-fine, y/n I promise.”

bullshit. you are an expert at reading people and it is clear as day that c/n is not ok. “no,you’re not, c/n, come with me right now.” you grab him by the arm and drag him to a quiet spot in the hallways.

“where are you taking me?” “somewhere we can talk in private.” “y/n, look, im fine.really.” “nope just give up and tell me what’s wrong, so i can help you.” he yanks his arm from your hand. “ok fine, but can we talk about it outside of school?like, do you wanna come over?” your heart flutters,” uh, yeah sure. today?” “yeah. meet me by v220 after school today.” “okay.”you walked him back to class. you knew c/n for about 3 months and you never really hung out outside of school.

timeskip to your first class:

y/f was in your class so you talked to her about c/n. “yeah u were right he seemed really sad. he said he didn’t wanna talk about it here so he invited me over to his house after school today!” “WAIT REALLY?!” “YES!” “DUDE he’s like lowkey into you omg omg.” “hopefully” you sighed. “he’s so shy and hot, like why would he wanna date me since im, outgoing asf. like the total opposite of him.he’s actually perfect.”

“oh come on, y/n, you’re perfect too. and c/n probably thinks you’re really attractive too, because you are.” “aw thanks f/n.” she nodded. you texted your mom telling here where you were going after school, and who with ;), she happily approved and told you to have fun and be home by 7:30-8.

timeskip to after school

you walked to v220, the classroom c/n told you to meet him at. he was already there of course, looking sexy leaning against the wall, scrolling on his phone. “c/n!” you called. he looked at you and his face lit up. “hey y/n. let’s go.” he lead the way. his house was only about a 5 minute walk from school. he lived in a southern style two-story house, it was beautiful. “wow I love your house!” “thanks y/n. put your stuff over there, make yourself at home.” you grinned.

timeskip

you both sat on the couch with your phones.

“ok, c/n, are you gonna tell me what’s wrong?” a tear fell down his cheek. “it’s m-my a-aunt. she had cancer. and she d-died.and I’ve been trying to keep myself together the whole day but now I can’t help letting it all out” he completely fell apart when he said that. you felt pretty awful for him,so you hugged him really tigthly,“omg it’s gonna be okay I promise c/n. please don’t cry. she’s in a better place now I promise. everyone goes through that.” “yes I know y/n, but i can’t believe she’s actually gone.” he broke down again. “she doesn’t have to go through the pain anymore, remember that. it was for her own good.” he cried for like 30 minutes or so, while you held him in your arms. when he stopped he sat up and noticed you were still holding him, almost falling asleep. that made him feel a little better. “y/n” he said that so suddenly which startledd you since he hadn’t said anything for a while.” “yeah?” you said startled. he laughed, “oh my bad, I didn’t mean to scare you.” “it’s fine.” “so y/n. it would mean the world to me if you came to the funeral. can you?” “I’ll do anything i can to go. for you.” “thank you so much. you’re like my savior, you’re like, like a god.” you couldn’t help but blush. “I do what I can to make the people I care about feel better,”you winked. you looked at the time. 7:49.“oh shit, I have to go home now or else my parents are gonna be hella pissed.” c/n’s facial expression went from happy to a little sad. “aw, okay. I’ll walk you outside.” he put his arm around you and walked you outside. “bye y/n, thank you. a-and see you tomorrow.”

“bye c/n. glad that I could help” you flipped your hair and walked home. even though it was a long walk but you didn’t mind. it was a good day;)) and a good night too

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the next morning:

“Y/N!!! GET UP!!!! YOU’RE LATE FOR SCHOOL!!!Y/N!!!!!” you were jolted awake by your mother. you could barely see anything. you tried looking at the clock and then the moment of realization hit you.it read 8:38. school started at 8:40. “SHIT!” “THAT’S TWO TARDIES!” you race out of bed and quickly change into something cute and casual. you chose black leggings,crop tank, jacket and converse. You grab your hairbrush and brush your long, luscious h/c hair. You put a bit of gold highlighter on your face since you’re late, and grab your bag and book it out of the house. you say bye to your parents and make your way to school. after running for 15 minutes to school, you take a little break until you realize how late you are. You open your phone, and it’s 9:05! “OH FUCKKKKKK!!!!” you pick up the pace and finally you arrive at school, go to your locker and get your books for your even class day, which means you have all classes with c/n today!Let’s gooooooooooo! on the way to class, you start to feel really nervous. And really tired.

your pov:

omg im so late today! how tf did i sleep in?! that like, never happens. hopefully the whole class wont stare at me when i walk in. and hopefully c/n doesn’t notice, he wouldn’t wanna date a girl who is late to class, he wants one who is always there on time. Hopefully i look somewhat decent. … i”m about to open the door, here it goes.

you open the door, panting. “h-hi t/n, sorry im late i slept in!” you say. “Its ok, y/n, do you have a slip?” shit. “ummm, no i don’t”. what else could go wrong? you try to move towards the door to leave again.“You know what? just take a seat please,” she says, a little annoyed. You walk over to your seat, which happens to be right next to c/n, luckily. y/f/n and y/b/f/n are also in this class along with your other friends. “yay y/n you’re here! “ “hey y/n whats up?” “y/nnnnnnnnn”

“Hey guys!” you say to your six friends in this class. you turn to c/n, who seems a bit preoccupied. with. omg. He’s talking to ivy, a girl who’s a bitch to you and happens to be one of the self proclaimed, it-girls. she’s flirting with him. Hell.to.the.no. a flash of jealousy goes through your body,you can actually feel it physically. You turn to your other friends,hoping to have something interesting to talk about, something that takes your mind off c/n and Ivy. that hoe. “Guys. do you see that” you whisper and gesture with your head to c/n. They look over. “Omg ewww. Why is he talking to her?” y/b/f/n asks. “Idfk.” “he probably doesn’t know what happened y/n its ok,” y/f/n says. Your other friends comfort you. The conversation continues and you see out of the corner of your eye, c/n is staring at you. And Ivy has an evil look on her face. She knows very damn well what she did. The sad part is that c/n seems a bit amused. Wtf. all of a sudden, you feel a little tap on your shoulder. You look over and. Well, take a guess who it is. Its c/n. Obviously you are not very pleased with him right now.

“Hey y/n!” he says very excitedly. “Oh. hey.” “how’s it going?” “okay.” “okay?”

“Yeah, you heard me. I am okay.” “nah, you’re not. I can see right through you.”he looked disappointed.

“No, really i am fine.” “stoppit. You’re not.so what is it?” you give up. You roll your eyes,”fine.”

“I saw you talking to ivy back there and ivy and i are on very bad terms and that really pissed me off for some reason.” now he looked really disappointed. “Oh i’m so sorry i didn’t know! But what did she do or say to you?” “it’s a long story.” “i’ve got plenty of time.” you sigh, “alright.” then you tell him the story. You and Ivy used to be best friends in sixth grade, you were both popular, but you were more popular. This made ivy really jealous, so she made up some rumors and spread them about you. She told everyone, and most of the sixth grade believed her. So you basically didn’t have many friends for a while, except for y/b/f/n, y/f, y/f, and y/f. Even the teachers hated you. And you were constantly bullied. It was horrible. You were actually contemplating suicide...

c/n’s jaw dropped, “y/n thats awful! Why didn’t you tell me?” he looked generally concerned. “Idk, i just didn’t think you would care.” “of course i care y/n, i care about you a lot.” he puts his hand on yours and quickly takes it off, realizing what he’s done, then he blushes. You laugh. “Thanks c/n, i care about you a lot too.” “it’s amazing how you bounced back from that y/n! Look at all the friends you have! im very impressed.” you get butterflies in your stomach. “Thanks. I try to talk and be nice to everyone.” “i wish i could be outgoing too, i’m tired of being shy.” “its ok, that’s just part of being you, and you’re great!” he blushes. “Do you wanna hang out again today?” he asks. “No i can’t, i have soccer practice today. Sorry. How about thursday?” “oh i can’t do thursday. My cousin is coming over to discuss the funeral arrangements…” “oh” you sigh. “When are you not busy,” you ask. “Next monday?” “hmmm, i will check my schedule.” the bell rings. Time went by pretty fast, only because you were with c/n. “U coming?” you ask. “Nah i’m hanging back in here to work on homework.” “okay. Have fun. See you next period.” “see you.” you flipped your hair and walked away like you own the place. Today was actually gonna be a decent day.

Your pov:

God i am so tired. I haven’t talked to c/n since yesterday, maybe i should say wassup? Lemme look over and see what he’s doing. Omg. is he seriously talking to ivy? Are they flirting? Are u shitting me. This can’t be happening. Ok now look away, look away before one of them notices you’re staring. *Small timeskip* look out of the corner your eye to see if they’re still talking and omfg. Is he, staring at me? Why is he staring at me, the hell? *another small timeskip*

Someone’s tapping me, wait who’s tapping me?let’s see. oh wow, look who it is. it’s him. What the hell does he want. i woke up late and i was late for school,im tired, my crush is talking to my worst enemy, today already sucks. “Hey y/n!” he says very excitedly. Why is he so happy right now? i’m so annoyed. I tell him, “oh. Hey.” “how’s it going?” awful. “okay.” “okay?” he asks. Do i have to repeat myself? “ yeah, you heard me. I am okay.” “nah, you’re not.i can see right through you.” he knows me so well. He looked disappointed. I don’t wanna look like a sensitive person so i’m gonna keep resisting. “No, really i am fine.” “stoppit. You’re not.so what is it?” he sounded more mad this time. I give up. Instinctively i roll my eyes.”fine,” “I saw you talking to ivy back there and ivy and i are on very bad terms and that really pissed me off for some reason.” now he looked really disappointed. “Oh i’m so sorry i didn’t know! But what did she do or say to you?” he aks. “it’s a long story.” “i’ve got plenty of time.” i sigh, “alright.” here it goes. *small timeskip* so.. I told him the story. c/n’s jaw dropped, “y/n thats awful! Why didn’t you tell me?” he looked generally concerned. “Idk, i just didn’t think you would care.” “of course i care izzy, i care about you a lot.you’re my friend” AHHHHHHHHHH! he puts his hand on mine omfg and quickly takes it off, realizing what he’s done, then he blushes. AHHHHHHHHHHHH!Why is that so funny? I laughed. “Thanks c/n, i care about you a lot too.” damn. “it’s amazing how you bounced back from that y/n! Look at all the friends you have!im very impressed.” here come more butterflies. I could feel my self confidence going up even more. “Thanks. I try to talk and be nice to everyone.” it’s true, i really do.“i wish i could be outgoing too, i’m tired of being shy.” but he’s already perfect and cute when he’s shy. “its ok, that’s just part of being you, and you’re great!” he blushes. Again. And it’s hot as hell.

His pov:

So it’s 8:51 and y/n is still not here. I hope she’s okay, probably just running late.again. Her friends are here, and i want to ask them where she is, but i don’t want to make it obvious that i like her. I liked her right when i met her, she’s really charismatic, and the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. “Hey c/n.” who’s trying to talk to me? oh its ivy. She’s a pretty girl, but nothing compared to y/n. She flirts with me for a while, and somehow it’s amusing. Even though she seems like one of those basic girls no one likes. Wait what the hell am i doing? I like someone else, and i think it might possibly be love. The more i talk to her, the more i fall for her. But it’s killing me because she probably doesn’t like me like that. She’s actually perfect, so why would she wanna date me? I’m shy and she’s outgoing, she would probably go for another outgoing guy, like one of her other friends. Most of her guy friends like her, even my friend, c/f/n likes her a bit. He’s even shyer than me. I have no chance, sadly.

9:05 she’s still not here. I hope she actually comes to school today, i miss her already. Ivy is getting really flirty and it’s kind of annoying, but i put a smile on to make her feel like she’s getting somewhere, and to maybe make y/n squirm a bit. You know, make her a little jealous. wait. that wouldn’t make her jealous if she didn’t like me. god dammit c/n you have no chance. just stop.

It’s 9:20 and finally she gets to school. God she looks so beautiful. I’d give anything for her to be mine.“c/n? Are you listening to me?” ugh. “Yeah.” Oh my god she’s coming over, she hasn’t said anything. She looks kinda pissed. I should leave her alone for a bit. *timeskip* maybe i should say something to her. Yeah lets do it. Just a little tap on the shoulder. She turns around. “Hey y/n!” i say. “Oh. hey.” yeah she’s not happy. “how’s it going?” “okay.” something is very wrong, she’s always so bubbly. “okay?” i question her.

“Yeah, you heard me. I am okay.” you can’t fool me y/n, i know better. “nah, you’re not. I can see right through you.” I’m a little disappointed that she can’t tell me everything she feels. she doesn’t trust me enough. I need to gain her trust.

“No, really i am fine.” Why won’t she just tell me? “stoppit. You’re not.so what is it?” ”fine,” she says, giving up. “I saw you talking to ivy back there, and ivy and i are on very bad terms and that really pissed me off for some reason.” I shouldn’t have done that to make her feel jealous. But why the hell would she be jealous if she didn’t like me? That was a horrible idea god i am so stupid. I just made things worse. I didn’t mean to hurt her..

“Oh i’m so sorry i didn’t know! But what did she do or say to you?” this is important, i need to know. “it’s a long story.” i have all the time in the world for you anyday, yn.“i’ve got plenty of time.” she sighs, “alright.” and then she tells me….

My jaw dropped. That is so horrible, i can’t believe she went through something like that. I feel horrible for that and i refuse to talk to ivy. y/n is so strong, she went through that and managed to pull herself back up. That’s incredible. “y/n that’s awful! Why didn’t you tell me?” i ask. I am very concerned.“Idk, i just didn’t think you would care.” why the hell wouldn’t i care?“of course i care y/n i care about you a lot.you’re my friend” (and the love of my life) i can’t believe i just said that, i’m being too obvious. Then, i do the craziest thing. I put my hand on hers. Fuck go back. I couldn’t control it but I blush. She laughs. She has the most adorable laugh. “Thanks c/n, i care about you a lot too.” hmm I like what I’m hearing. “it’s amazing how you bounced back from that y/n! Look at all the friends you have!im very impressed.” “Thanks. I try to talk and be nice to everyone.” she’s fucking perfect as always. “i wish i could be outgoing too, i’m tired of being shy.” it’s true i am. “its ok, that’s just part of being you, and you’re great!” that’s really sweet. I can’t help but blush again. Why am i like this? I wanna ask her to hang out again, let’s do it. “Do you wanna hang out again today?” bad idea bad idea. “No i can’t, i have soccer practice today. Sorry. How about thursday?” she prob doesn’t wanna hang out again. And i’m busy on thursday..“oh i can’t do thursday. My cousin is coming over to discuss the funeral arrangements…” “oh” she sighs. “When are you not busy,” she asks. “Next monday?” “hmmm, i will check my schedule.”hopefully she can make it. the bell rings. “U coming?” she asks. I wish i could come with you, y/n,“Nah i’m hanging back in here to work on homework.” “okay. Have fun. See you next period.” “see you.” then she flipped her hair and walked away. I think i might be in love, and i’ve never felt this way about anyone before...