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tkaulitzlvr · 1 year ago

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I love your writing so much!! Could I request reader giving tom the silent treatment cause he did something and it goes like him getting irritated and then comfort and then smut ??

SILENT TREATMENT- T. KAULITZ

synopsis: refusing to talk to tom even days after he had forgotten about your date night, he begins to get frustrated, doing whatever it takes to get you to speak to him again.

content: little bit of angst, smut.

a/n: i love writing this kind of stuff omg, thank you for requesting!!

“jesus baby are you still not talking to me?�� tom sighs, sitting down onto the couch beside me as i ignore him announcing that he is home, after spending the day at the studio. “you can’t still be mad?”

stupid question - of course i was. it was now tuesday, and i hadn’t spoken to him since saturday night. we had both agreed that we had been spending less time with each other, with tom so busy preparing to release his new album with the band. so, we had planned a small date night at home, which was going to involve ordering take-out and watching movies, maybe taking a bath together before bed. we had agreed on 6pm, giving him thirty minutes to begin the drive home, allowing for traffic.

so i had sat on our couch, my pyjamas on, all of his favourite snacks laid out on the table with a few of mine, waiting for him to come home. 6:04pm - maybe he had to stay behind at the studio for a few minutes, this happened sometimes, and it was usually out of his control.

6:17pm - it could be traffic, everybody else was leaving work at the same time, the roads were bound to be jammed, i can’t blame him for that.

6:32pm - he could’ve gone to the store? maybe he wanted to get some more snacks for tonight?

my mind was thinking of any excuse that it could, trying to convince myself that tom wouldn’t stand me up - we had had this night planned for over a week, and he seemed pretty excited about it. but as the popcorn on the coffee table began to get cold, my body aching from sitting in the same position for so long, i knew. i knew that he wasn’t going to show. my phone was silent, no text, no call coming through, at least letting me know if he was running late, or not able to come at all. no apology, no promise to make it up to me - absolutely nothing.

9:56pm - my eyes were growing heavy, no longer paying attention to the random movie on the screen, my hand lethargically dipping into the bag of skittles that were meant to be for tom, but i had given up on him coming home long ago, deciding to eat them for myself - it was better than them going to waste. my tired eyes suddenly shoot open when i hear the front door opening and closing, keys being dropped onto the table, and shoes being taken off. i roll my eyes, shaking my head and turning my attention back to the movie, not in the mood to speak to him at all.

“baby?” i hear him call out, his body appearing in the door frame of our living room.

silence. i stay quiet, ignoring him completely and gluing my eyes to the tv screen. he sighs, slowly walking towards me and sitting beside me, trying to wrap his arm around my shoulder, but i shrug him off.

“liebe…i am so sorry.” he apologises, taking my hand in his. i accept his touch, though i still refuse to look at him, way too furious to properly listen to his pointless apology. “the guys, they kept me back at the studio. we want to get this album perfect and i just, i lost track of time-”

“you lost track of time? are you fucking serious?” i finally snap, quickly taking my hand out of his, turning to look at him with my eyebrows furrowed, completely shocked at his shitty excuse. “could you not have texted me, at least let me know in advance? you’re an asshole.”

“look, i promise i’ll make it up to you. i’m really sorry baby.” he says, his voice soft.

“we had this planned for fucking weeks! you agree that we never spend time together, and then you don’t even come home when we plan something? you basically live at that damn studio and i’m sick of it! go back there, i don’t want to see you right now.” i scoff, turning away from him and getting up, turning the tv off and walking to our bedroom.

he quickly follows behind me, not giving up that easily. “come on baby, don’t be like this. i promise you, we can have a date night way better than this, i’ll take you somewhere real nice, yeah?” he suggests, standing in the doorway of the bathroom as i do my skincare, getting ready for bed.

“what so you can stand me up again? saying you got ‘carried away at the studio’ exactly like you do every fucking night? do you know what’s funny, i can’t even remember the last time we spent the day together.” i say, looking at him through the reflection in the mirror, his face dropping a little.

“schatz- look i’m sorry, okay? work has been really hard lately, just give me a chance and i’ll fix this, i swear.” he pleads, walking towards me and trying to put his arms around my waist from behind, but once again, i shrug him off.

“whatever, i’m too fucking tired for this shit.” i sigh, walking out of the bathroom and into our bedroom, switching the light out and leaving him in the dark. “i’m going to bed, do whatever you want.”

i climb into the covers, hearing him take off his clothes and crawl in beside me. he gets closer, trying to wrap his arms around my waist and spoon me as he usually would, but tonight, his touch is the last thing i want. in response, i move his hands away, shuffling to the end of the bed. he sighs in frustration, but accepts my silent request for space, laying flat on his back.

“i love you.” i hear him say from behind me, his voice slow and quiet.

i don’t respond, laying beside him, seeing his face drop a little at my silence. no matter how bad our fighting got, i would always tell him that i loved him, and he would do the same. but this time, i didn’t want to, tired of him throwing me aside.

that was how it had been since that day. i refused to speak to him, despite his constant attempts. he had tried everything, just flat out speaking to me, complimenting me, buying me my favourite snacks, giving me expensive gifts, even coming home early from the studio, but i didn’t budge, still not wanting to talk.

“please, meine liebe, you can’t ignore me forever.” he sighs, shuffling closer to me, beginning to plant slow and soft kisses on the bare skin of my neck, my body shivering at the sudden contact, not used to it as we hadn’t had any physical intimacy since that night, not even a small kiss or cuddle in bed, my stubbornness pushing him away each time.

“i said i was sorry, please forgive me baby.” he mutters against my neck, continuing to kiss it slowly, getting a little more sloppy with his movements.

i push him off me, my hands flat against his chest. he groans in frustration, becoming angry at my determination to keep this going.

“seriously, i don’t know how much longer i can go on like this. come on my love, please just forgive me.” he sighs, not giving up as he returns back to his position, his head in my neck.

he moves his hand to my waist, lifting my oversized t-shirt and caressing the smooth skin of my hips, testing the waters and waiting for me to push him away yet again. but i don’t. i let him carry on, his lips attaching to my neck once again, thumb running up and down my hip, but i know exactly what he wants, the way he gently uses his hold on me to move my body against his lower half giving me a pretty good idea.

“schatz…” he mumbles, his sounds muffled into my skin, breathing against my neck slowly, his teeth slowly grazing against it. “let me make it up to you. let me show you how sorry i am, hm?”

my breathing hitches, my heart running ahead of my mind as i find myself unable to speak, feeling tom smirk against my neck as he realises that he has finally won. he gently turns my body and lays me down so that my back is flat against the couch, climbing on top of me and quickly pressing his lips against mine. he is eager, desperate to feel me against him, wanting to make up for the lost intimacy, kissing harder as a silent way to encourage me to kiss back. i finally do so, threading my hands through his dreads, pulling his cap off of his head before pulling him closer to me, feeling him smile against my lips.

“i love you.” he whispers against my lips, running his hands smoothly up and down my waist before continuing the kiss, not even giving me chance to respond as i am far too lost in the moment. his hands reach for the hem of my t-shirt, stopping for a second and breaking the kiss, looking into my eyes, waiting to see if i am okay with this. i nod my head and he smiles slightly, a cocky smirk on his face as he lifts the material up and over my head, studying the red lace bra i have on before impatiently reconnecting our lips.

he slips his tongue into my mouth, mine moving together with his, the kiss now heated and desperate, my hands moving to cup his face, bringing him closer towards me. i hear him reaching for his belt buckle, pulling away from the kiss to undo it as i take this as an opportunity to lift the large hoodie off of his body, revealing his toned frame, my hands instinctively running down his chest, feeling each muscle as he groans at the contact.

“what happened to you being so angry earlier, hm? haven’t seen you this desperate in a long time, i would’ve done this ages ago if i had known this is all it takes for you to forgive me.” tom says, enjoying the way i gaze upwards at him, my eyes filled with lust, completely different to the coldness i had showed him these last few days.

“who said anything about forgiving you?” i breathe out, looking into his eyes as my hands run down his back, enjoying the way i can tease him. “you haven’t done anything yet, and, who knows, maybe this will show me you aren’t sorry enough.”

“oh baby…” he mocks, slowly tugging my leggings down, leaving me in only my lingerie. he pauses after doing so, leaning downwards so that his lips are right next to my ear, gently sucking on it before speaking again. “i’m gonna fuck you so good that you won’t even remember why you were mad at me in the first place.”

my breathing hitches in my throat, my body feeling hot as his words are enough to make me cum right there on the spot, no need for him to touch me. his lips place a single kiss on the spot directly below my ear, nipping at the skin slowly, taking advantage of the way i angle my neck upwards, giving him more access.

but he doesn’t carry on for long. his lips move lower, starting at my collarbone, planting a few tender kisses there, moving to the flesh of my breasts that are on show, kneading the one that his mouth isn’t paying attention to with his hands, soon becoming tired of my bra still being on, wanting to feel every inch of me. his mouth still on my chest, he reaches behind me, undoing the clasp of my bra with one hand, throwing it somewhere on the floor - neither of us really caring where.

he moves backwards, staring at my breasts in front of him, his lips slightly parted, curving into a gentle smirk, his brown eyes full of desire, watching the way my chest moves up and down with each heavy breath i take.

he wastes no time in reattaching his lips, moving them to my nipples this time, taking them in his mouth and letting his teeth graze them lightly, my back arching in pleasure as i move my hands, using them to push his head further downwards.

“so fucking hot.” he mutters against them, paying each one attention before moving downwards. his lips begin to kiss my upper stomach, his eyes still staring into mine, never breaking eye contact as he crawls further down my body, making sure nothing goes untouched, until he reaches the hem of my panties.

his fingers tease the top of the material, slowly dipping inwards and caressing my lower abdomen, a quiet whine escaping my mouth as i become more and more desperate. he lifts the material upwards with his pointer and ring finger, letting it go as it snaps back into place, my teeth sinking into my bottom lip.

“please.” i breathe out, tired of his teasing as he has pretty clearly made his point, i just need to feel him inside me.

“please what?” he teases, his lips dangerously close to my inner thighs, planting a single kiss there, enjoying the way i squirm a little from the smallest of touches. “use your words, or i won’t know what you want baby.”

“please just touch me.” i sigh out, slightly embarrassed as i have to verbalise my needs, tom knowing full well what i want, loving how he has me at his mercy, willing to do anything if it means he will pleasure me.

“where?” he trails off, tugging my underwear down at an agonisingly slow pace, leaving the red lace on the floor. he kisses my inner thigh again, closer to my heat this time.

“here?” he asks, acting oblivious, getting closer and closer to the place i need him most.

i cannot even respond, my chest heaving up and down as i attempt to utter any sort of coherent speech, my mind too focused on the pleasure that i am so close to receiving to be able to do so.

“or…” he starts, moving his lips from my thigh and hovering directly over my clit, my heart racing as i anticipate his touch, finally where i want him. but, to my disappointment, he moves his head, placing a short kiss, directly above it. “here?”

he knows what he is doing, teasing me beyond belief, leaving me a complete mess, never having to wait this long to feel any kind of pleasure. i make eye contact at him, seeing him already looking upwards at me, a proud smirk tugging on his lips whilst he uses his hands to spread my thighs apart. i rest my head back against the couch again, an exasperated sigh escaping my parted lips.

“stop fucking playing and just-”

my needy rambling is soon cut off by a loud moan as his tongue quickly collides with my clit, his hands pressing into my inner thighs, prying them apart, the pressure he is applying definitely leaving marks, but i am too hazy to care, my mind lost in pure satisfaction. he uses his finger to slowly enter me, my mouth falling open as he picks up a steady pace, his tongue never leaving my clit as all i can do is cry out, incoherent curse words escaping my mouth, tom lowly breathing into me as my release is fast approaching, his slow torment before meaning that it really didn’t take much to get me there.

“fuck- don’t stop.” i let out, this signalling to him that i am close, my climax within arms reach, my hips beginning to grind against his face, yearning to let go of the knot forming in my stomach.

my head falls backwards, back arching off of the couch, seconds away from letting go, tom only speeding up his pace, but, before i can even release, he suddenly stops. my head shoots up in confusion, forehead glistening with sweat, more frustrated than ever.

“tom what the fuck?” i whine, pulling his body upwards so that his face is inches from mine. “why’d you stop, i was so fucking close!”

“be patient baby.” he whispers, planting a soft and quick kiss to my lips, reaching downwards and pulling his boxers down, letting them join the rest of our clothes scattered around the living room. “i said i would make it up to you, so that’s what i’m going to do, no rush.”

he rests both his arms at either side of my head, his hands positioned above it as he starts slowly stroking my hair, dipping his head downwards as he meets my lips, the kiss messy and heated. i am too lost within it to notice one of his hands slipping downwards, taking his dick in it as he positions it at my entrance, a soft whine muffling into the kiss from my lips.

he continues kissing me as he slowly slides in, stretching me out completely, my body never getting used to his size despite the countless times we have done this. he stops kissing me for a second, his forehead pressed against mine, his dick about halfway in.

“you okay?” he asks, wiping a single tear that i hadn’t even realised had fallen from my cheek.

“yeah…keep going.” i reply, placing both hands on his neck and pulling him back downwards, reconnecting our lips as he continues to move inside me until he bottoms out, so deep that i swear i feel him in my stomach. i wince a little, trying to see the pain through, the pleasure building up little by little whilst he stays still inside of me, letting me adjust, his lips still working against mine.

“move.” i manage to say into the kiss, tom pulling halfway out before sliding back inwards, my eyes squeezing shut as he builds up a steady rhythm, moving in and out of me at a slow pace.

“faster.” i say, the pain quickly subsiding, leaving me feeling nothing but pure pleasure. he wastes no time, now thrusting in and out of me at a much faster pace, low grunts emitting from his mouth as he moves his head, kissing my neck slowly, running his tongue over where he had been sucking, soothing the marks a little.

“fuck- you feel so good…” he groans, taking my hips and grabbing a stable hold of me, kneading the flesh and allowing himself to thrust in and out of me easier. “missed this so much, missed you so bad baby.”

all i can do is let out a barely audible ‘mhm’, clinging to his back and running my hands down the soft skin, feeling his muscles flex with each strong movement. my body is flush against his chest, moving in sync with his own, chasing my release as he does the same.

he moves his head, resting his forehead on my own, staring into my eyes as he fucks me, his mouth open, breathing heavy, face glistening with sweat as his pace never falters. i watch the way his eyebrows furrow and eyes flutter shut when i clench around him, knowing exactly how to get him to his climax, his tip brushing over my spot as he helps me get to my own, the familiar knot soon forming in my stomach.

“i’m getting close baby, you close?” he breathes out, his hips stuttering a little, letting me know that he can’t hold on much longer - and neither can i.

“mhm, fuck- please tom, don’t stop…” i cry out, eyes rolling to the back of my head, breath hitching as i am almost there, seconds away from finding my release, chasing it desperately as my hips begin to meet his thrusts, lazily hitting his pelvis as he lets out small moans.

“where do you want it?” he asks, his movements slowly becoming irregular. “fuck- i can’t hold it, where?”

“inside.” i say, tom saying nothing in response as i feel his dick twitch inside of me, followed by his cum coating my walls. his head falls backwards, chest heaving up and down as his eyes screw shut, mouth open as a long groan leaves his mouth, his hips moving at a slow pace, riding out his own high, this triggering my own release.

tears roll down my face as the pleasure takes over, the feeling so strong i question wether i am on the verge of passing out, or, perhaps i am in heaven, the sex almost too good to be true.

he collapses on top of me, his breathing loud and heavy, bodies glistening with sweat as we lay in silence, tom stroking my hair, moving the loose strands that had fallen onto my face.

“did that show you how sorry i am?” he breathes out, slowly pulling out of me and caressing my waist, looking into my eyes as i manage a lazy smile.

“you need to be sorry more often.” i say, holding his face in my hands as my body lays limply below him. “if it means you fuck me like that then you can mess up every single day.”

he grins slightly, kissing my collarbone gently, looking upwards at me as our eyes meet.

“seriously though. i’m really sorry baby. please forgive me.” he says, moving so that his face is hovering over mine, his thumb caressing my cheek.

i smile upwards at him, placing a soft kiss on his lips as he kisses back, pulling away and kissing my forehead quickly, sitting upright and pulling me into his lap, my legs wrapping around his torso, arms around his neck.

“i love you.” he says, bringing me in closer to his embrace. “please say it back, you haven’t these past few days and i fucking hated it.”

he lets out a small laugh, but i can tell that it genuinely hurt him, guilt beginning to rise in my stomach.

“you know how stubborn i can be, but you were also a massive asshole.” i say, looking upwards at him, his eyes already gazing into mine. “i love you though, you know i do.”

not even bothering to get dressed, or go to our bedroom, we both fall asleep in each other’s arms, silently promising to never let our arguments get to that point, although we now knew that we had a way to fix it, no matter how bad it got.

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thedawningofthehour · 5 months ago

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HI FAI very random, but when you write scenes of a chapter, do u write all of them in the same doc, or do you write them in different ones? :') Bc I struggle to sort through mine rn (ALSO I AM.SO EXCITED FOR THE NEXT PIQ CHAPTER HGNGHR I'm having hand flappies thinking about what will happen next-

Also omg I know it will be a little while still but I am SO friggin thrilled to see your Bishop!!)

It depends on how solid my outline is. I was writing the next 3-4 chapters all in one doc, because I wasn't sure how I was going to group them together or even what order some of them would be in. I did create a final 'piq6' document a few days ago though, I do like having that all together and being able to see the whole thing. If I know exactly what's going into the next chapter I'll just write it in its own document.

The dual POVs thing also complicates shit, since I have to figure out the best way to alternate Gale and Leo's sections. Very often I'll just group all of Gale's scenes and then do a double page-break before Leo's scenes, and I'll figure out where Leo's scenes will go afterwards.

You should have seen me trying to sort through the original doth document, lol. I had all of Donnie's scenes written and then like half of Leo's, all in one big document. After like chapter 4 or something I knew I was going to need to figure out what was going where and set off on a massive reordering campaign. I think I had like eight different documents open to copy/paste text into, and three different highlighter colors on the master document denoting stuff that was placed, stuff that I placed and changed my mind on. Add to that there was an extra Donnie scene originally that I broke up and added to the others. The whole thing was just a fucking mess.

Oh, I also have a scraps document where I shove bits that I cut but didn't want to delete. And blurbs I want to use in the future and jotted down while the inspiration was with me. I think I have like three different documents for this right now, and nothing is labeled well. There has been one incident where I could never find the blurb I was looking for.

I'm hoping to get something out next week! Hopefully these long breaks will stop being so much of a thing, I've been working ahead a lot and we're getting into some stuff I've been really excited about.

#i was hoping to get to bishop by chapter 10 but i THINK it might be 11 #i know one chapter isn't a big deal but that's how book 2 became what it is #doth asks

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radical-rigatoni1 · 1 month ago

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Ranting to nobody

Just realized how addicting shopping is. Good lord. I used my first gift card on my own like a month or 2 ago and already that was like the best feeling. Just looking at cute things and thinking "man i'd love to have that!" And realizing OMG I CAN

i never order online, and I'm always looking at cute things, but i know i can't buy it. Now that i know the feeling of being able to buy whatever at a reasonable price and it's mine, and my decision and mine mine mine mine.

No doubt about it I'm becoming a hoarder in a few years.

The feeling of being so excited that my packages are coming soon, I've used pretty much every product i bought, and now I'm looking at these cute stuff tiktok shop keeps showing me "cute acrylic markers" "cute socks" "cute bag" and I' getting these thoughts of "hey i just lost my lipies!but new ones??" "I'm starting to get into makeup. Buy makeup?? Or convince mom that it would be so cutesy mommy daughter moment if she taught me how to do makeup! i really am a parasite." "Omg those socks are sooo-!"

Like ive never really had thoughts on what looks cute on me and in my waredrobe but online shopping chanhes a woman. And then i remembered, i had a giftcard in my purse a few years ago i never used because i never knew when. So guess who scoured around their home looking for the green purse? This girl. I didnt find it BUT I FOUND THE CARD IYSELF or MAYBE theres another one somehwere. And now I' trying to remember every giftcard ive had but never used over my 15 years of living, christmas and birthdays.

And i didnt even keep the money from my quince for silly spending, all of the cash went to my future, which makes sense. I'm not mad abt it, just shocked at how much money and greatful it's not in my grubby hands. I know those hundreds of dollars would NOT go tp important stuff and just be wasted on cute outfits.

I used to go around feeling so high and mightey that I'd never spend that much money on crap like my mom's friends daughter who spend hundreds of dollars on outfits within a day. Like okay fine spending 70 dollars worth of shit like my first mascara and eyeshadow made me feel weird but still it was so easy to spend it thag im honestly knd of scared. I'm gonna be broke so easy when im older.

#radical rigatoni scrambles #giftcards #make #me #nervy

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batmaniskpopaf · 4 years ago

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😭🥺🥰😛 MY MANS🔥🔥🔥

(PREVIEW) MONSTA X Kihyun for MAPS (July issue)

#JUST ORDERED MINE A FEW DAYS AGO AND IN SO EXCITED OMG #monsta x #kihyun #NOT BTS BUT JUST AS TALENTED AND WORTHY OF LOVE AND RECOGNITION #maps

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firetextskpop · 4 years ago

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Omg poly OT23 ofc no sexual stuff for jisung or chenle,but like imagine poly ot23 just babying y/n oml🥺

I love the idea of this sm, I’m sorry it took so long to write it. ♥ I’m going to break it down to days of the week and how they’re typically spent with the boys. I'll make it a multipart series.

Monday

Mondays were the days you woke up in the Dream Dorms. Often you found yourself in bed with Jaemin, his arms wrapped around you as he scrolled through a food delivery service. “Good morning” you mumbled and cuddled deeper into his side. “Good Morning love, what are you feeling for food?” He asked and rubbed your shoulder. You groaned for a bit before telling him your preference. Jaemin nodded and ordered food for the entire dorm. The both of you shared the dreams you had and discussed them until there was a knock on the door. “You guys up yet?” Renjun asked cautiously cracking open the door. Once he sees the both of you laying in bed with your eyes open, he smiles and properly greets you. The younger of the two informs the elder that food is being delivered. Junnie acknowledges him and tells you both that Chenle arrived. Quickly the two of you get out of bed and throw on a T-shirt to greet your other boyfriend. Once the two of you make it to the living room, Renjun has his arm around Chenle, and Jeno is cuddled against Jisung. "Good morning my loves! " You say rushing to sit on Chenle's lap and hold him close. He chuckles and the 3 males you haven't yet spoken to bid you a good morning. Jaemin went to cuddle with Jeno and Jisung. To your luck, Chenle brought Daegal, who also clung to you. As everyone talked and discussed their plans, the food arrived. You thanked the delivery man and sat next to your youngest boyfriend. "So yeah Y/N, We're going to go to the park then grabbing some food. Wanna come?" Jeno asked putting his hand on your knee. "Of course." You agreed, ruffling his hair. Once everyone finished eating, you and Renjun went into the kitchen to wash the dishes remaining. He washed, you dried. After all of the dishes were finished, Renjun loved giving you kisses all over and little praises to make your day just a little better. Jisung walks in and gags a bit at how you two can be like this any and everywhere. You rolled your eyes at the tall boy and go back into Jaemin's room to find some cute clothes to wear. After preparing for your 3-way date, you meet the boys in the living room again. "Since you won't give me the love out there, can I get my hugs and smooches in here?" You ask looking at Jisung. He nervously chuckled and nodded. Your arms wrap around him tightly and he kisses your forehead. He leans down a bit for you to kiss his cheek and nose and then you break the hug. Jeno pouted a bit before mumbling about not getting his affection. "Well you'll love me in public but Sungie is a bit shyer." The pout still stood on Jenos face. You went over to Jeno and kissed him, held his hand and the three of you went to the park. At the Park, Jisung rode a skateboard while eating his ice cream, and you and Jeno followed him by walking while still holding hands. After a few hours of the three of you being active, you all sat on the bench, and you cuddled against Jeno. He scrolled through the NCT/WayV group texts, which contained lots of memes, plans, and scheduling. You looked at the texts with him, then looked over at Jisung. The mentioned boy was thoroughly enjoying the scenery around him. With the people busy, the wind blowing against the trees and your skin, and quiet nature sounds, he truly felt at peace. Being here with people he loved just made it all the better. You reached out a hand to put on his and he looked at you and smiled. Before you knew it, Jeno's phone rang and it was Haechan asking when you 3 will be home. A brief discussion happened that ended on agreeing to go back at that time. On the way back, you held Jisung's hand in the car and told both of your boyfriends how much you appreciated the time together and that you loved them. They smiled and reassured you that the love was reciprocated. As soon as you got to their dorm, Mark and Haechan were sitting on the couch while bickering. It wasn't over anything serious, just a little teasing. "Hey, big head!" You mess with Haechan. He turns to you and throws a pillow at you. "Your head is way bigger than mine," Channie stated. "Whatever," You joked and

messed up his hair, now sitting between him and Mark. The boys talked to each other about upcoming scheduling to make sure everyone was prepared and aware. Mark rubbed his hand against your arm to warm you a bit. "The boys at the 127 dorms are excited to see you." He says loud enough for you only to hear. "Really?" You responded happily. Lately, 127 have had promotions which just finished. The promotions made it a bit harder for you to spend as much time as you'd like but never impossible. Mark nodded and checked his phone. "Our ride is here, you two ready?" You and Haechan nod and say your goodbyes to the Dreamies. The car ride to the 127 dorms was comforting, Mark flirted with both you and Haechan which made you blush. Once you arrived at the dorms, everyone actually still was quite busy. Jaehyun, Johnny, and Jungwoo all went to the gym, Doyoung, Taeyong, and Yuta all went to grab a bite of food and maybe even a drink, and Taeil went straight to sleep after returning home. Leaving you, Mark, and Haechan to your own. The younger of the two played on his switch as you cuddled against him in Mark's bed. Mark played his guitar while writing a new rap for his upcoming mixtape/solo release. Slowly you began falling asleep but when Haechan failed something in his game, you woke up a bit. You checked your phone to see that the boys who went to the gym had returned and began to get up. "I think I'm gonna sleep in Jae and Jungwoo's room tonight." The two youngest members nodded. "Alright, I think I'll go back to my room too. Johnny gives the best cuddles." Haechan said and looked at Mark. "Wait but you told me I did this morning." The 99 liner said a bit upset. "Did I? Well it's Johnny, he's like a big teddy bear an-" The older of the two could now see that the younger was messing with him and threw a stuffed animal at him before they began bickering again. You chuckled a bit to yourself before heading to Woo and Jae's room. When you open the door, you're surprised to find Jaehyun alone in bed. Judging by the fresh smell, headband, and him being in sweatpants only, you concluded that he just got out of the shower not too long ago. "Hey babe," He greeted you with a smile. "Hey, where's Woo?" You asked getting in bed with him. He wrapped his arm around you and put his face into your neck. "He decided to join Johnny for a bit." A hum of acknowledgment left your mouth as you got comfortable. Both of you drifted into a sleep while talking about your days.

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daddyjackfrost · 4 years ago

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i'm not sure if i have anyy suggestions that you'll want to write, but i'll send them in as they come to mind

so excited for your writing ^^ no pressure though, best of luck with your studies!!

y/n is studying (something difficult, maybe pre-med or med school?) and is feeling a little drained and self-doubtful. she gets up from her space to take a second and is reminded of a time she spent with <whichever haikyuu boy you'd like to write about>. they hadn't gotten to spend much time together as a result of their busy schedule, so the memory of this weekend is especially special to her. start flashback of fluff they had met for dinner, spent time together, cuddled and slept (not 18+) together. they both woke up early but opted to stay in bed together, content in eachother's company, making small talk, laughing softly, fluffy stuff. y/n had brought up her struggles to <haikyuu boy of choice> and he'd been there for her to confide in. she knows its her dream, but casually wonders if she isnt cut out for it. he actively listens, offering comforting touches, until she's finished and then helps her talk it out until she's back up in confidence. more fluffy morning end lashback of fluff y/n feels better having remembered <hq boy>'s pep talk and resumes her efforts.

yeesh, idk how long/short/detailed/vague suggestions are supposed to be, so sorry! 😅 i'll try to be more vague, if you'd like, in the future

hi!! omg u r SO cute i’m in love. anyways, i love your suggestion! it’s amazing. and don’t worry, the more detail the better!

for this request, i’ve chosen Daichi. because i’m a daichi whore i believe in daichi supremacy

Warnings: none :) fluff, daichi x f!reader

alright, anyways, enjoy!

You stared at the piles of paper on your bed. You couldn’t even begin to recall what the different colours of the paper meant. You were just glad you had written it down on your phone.

“This is ridiculous,” you whispered to yourself.

Your back was aching, your muscles were sore, and your eyes burned from the constant strain. You had a final coming up and it was killing you in more ways then one.

“Is this even worth it? I mean, really, what are the chances of me getting into med school?”

You groaned and fell back on your pillow. You dragged your hands down your face. You had been spiraling down a tunnel of self-doubt and it was affecting you. You had begun talking to yourself even more than usual, especially since you cut contact from everyone for a couple of days.

Your phone chimed beside you and you turned your head to face it. You had promised yourself to turn it off, except you forgot.

Well, you didn’t forget, you just didn’t want too.

You picked it up and your eyes fell on the message that your boyfriend left you.

From: acab but not him🙄❣️

‘good evening, beautiful. make sure to eat something, yeah? and get some fresh air. you’ve got this babe, i believe in you❣️’

You smiled at the message. Unknowingly, a few small tears formed at the corners of your eyes. Daichi had a week long training camp that coincidentally aligned with your final. Now, Daichi was in Tokyo and you were cooped up in your room.

Daichi had made it his job to send you texts almost every hour to remind you he loved you and to eat. You didn’t think you could love him even more.

Due to his own busy schedule, Daichi and you hadn’t been able to spend too much time together before he left. But you knew that as soon as you had taken the final, you were going to spent three days in his arms.

You sent a quick text back, telling him you loved him and that you were going to get something to eat now.

You slowly slid out of bed, making your bed and your bones make noise out of agony. Your knees cracked and you looked down. “Just break,” you prayed.

When nothing happened, you huffed out an annoyed breath and made your way to your kitchen. You and Daichi had moved into an apartment two years ago, and you loved every part of it. Your home was your baby.

As you walked, your eyes fell upon the black leather jacket that laid jumbled up on the couch. Your thoughts immediately flashed to the weekend, the last time you had seen Daichi.

It was Friday night, which meant date night for you and the police officer, and it was perfect.

You parked your car outside of the Miyagi Police Station, waiting for Daichi.

You stood outside, enjoying the light breeze. Daichi had texted you to give him a couple minutes. Today was Friday, which meant date night for you and your lover.

You heard some ruckus and lifted your head, meeting Daichi’s warm gaze. He had a large grin etched onto his face and you felt your own lips pull into a smile.

Daichi walked up to you and pressed a quick kiss to your forehead. “Hello, darling.”

You brushed away the few dark locks that fell on his forehead. “Hello, officer.”

Daichi’s eyes slightly narrows at the use of the word. He absolutely loved and hated when you called him officer. It did things to him.

“Come, let’s go. I’m starving.”

You nodded and pulled away from him, walking to the drivers seat. Daichi always insisted you drive when you picked him up because he wanted to ‘get his full of you’ because he was at work. You never truly understood it, but you liked his heated stare on you so you never said anything.

You and Daichi ended up going to your favourite restaurant. You went here a lot, and were now on first name basis with the manager and half of the employees.

You and Daichi both ordered your regulars and ate peacefully, with some small talk here and there. A hungry Daichi usually resulted in a quiet Daichi.

After dinner, you drove to the park by your house to get some fresh air and to work off some of the food you just ate.

Late night walks with Daichi were your favourite little activities you did with him. Daichi loved late night walks with you too. He loved watching the moon glow on your skin as you stared adoringly at the stars.

Daichi held your hand in his, gently swinging them. He wore black jeans and his favourite grey shirt, with his black worn out leather jacket you had gotten him a couple of years ago.

You kept your eyes on him. His skin glistened in the moonlight and you found him as beautiful as the stars that twinkled above him, if not more.

“What’re you thinkin’ bout, love?”

You turned your head, finding it completely unfair that someone so beautiful stood next to you.

“You,” you mumbled truthfully.

“Is that so?” Daichi’s voice came out teasingly.

You let go of his hand and skipped forward until you stood a couple of feet away from him. You pointed at him and he stopped, hands in his pockets and a smile on his face.

“You, Sawa, are the love of my life.”

Daichi’s eyes widened slightly and a flush of pink now rested on his face. Daichi cleared his throat but couldn’t help the grin that had replaced his smile.

“And you’re mine.”

You grinned at him and then continued to walk until you reached the hill that overlooked your neighborhood. You crouched down, and then sat down, pulling your knees to your chest.

Daichi soon followed, except he sat behind you, and spread his legs so you were sitting between them. He pulled you close to your chest, until your back rested completely against his chest.

You tilted your head back, resting it on Daichi’s shoulder. One of Daichi’s large, warm, hands laid on your stomach, rubbing softly. The other was playing with your hair.

This is it, you thought. I’ll never love anyone the way I love him.

You looked up at the stars. You had always had a fascination with the balls of of heat and energy. When you were a child, your dream was to become a star. You’re not quite sure when that dream led you on the path of medicine, but it did.

Daichi stared at you. It didn’t matter that you two had been together for almost six years, Daichi could never get over how beautiful you were.

The way your hair glistened in the moonlight, the way your eyes twinkled, as if you held the stars in them yourselves. Daichi stared at you the way you stared at the stars.

With complete and utter adoration.

Daichi’s eyes landed on your hands. He watched as they slight shook, and how your tried to make them stop.

He frowned. Your hands only shook when your were stressed.

As swiftly as he could, Daichi grabbed your shaking hands and held them together, complete engulfing them in his own.

“You’re shaking, love. What’s the matter?”

You froze. Caught.

Even though you should have been calm, happy even, since you sat under the stars with your lover, the final that loomed over your shoulder had your nervous system in shambles.

Daichi’s thumbs rubbed the backs of your hands as he waited for your response.

“I’m just nervous,” you mumbled. You hated speaking about up-coming tests or finals. You always had really bad anxiety when it came to any form of testing, and Daichi knew that.

He knew everything about you.

“What about?”

You sighed and extended your legs. Daichi had a way with words. Even when he didn’t speak much, his presence and silence alone spoke tenfold.

“Nothing, really,” you let out an awkward laugh. “You know I’m always a little bit nervous.”

Daichi wanted to press on the matter. He wanted you to speak to him, he wanted to be able to share your stress. But he also knew that you would talk to him when you were ready.

Daichi pressed a soft kiss on your neck. “Talk to me when you’re ready, love.”

You nodded. “I will.”

Daichi kissed the small space behind your earlobe. “Let’s go home, yeah?” You nodded, agreeing. Daichi stood up and then put out his hand for you. You grabbed it, and let him pull you up with ease.

You two began the journey home, reaching in a couple of minutes.

You and Daichi changed into your nightwear. You were wearing one of Daichi’s shirts, and he was just wearing grey sweatpants.

You couldn’t keep your eyes off his body, but managed to look away before he caught you.

Daichi slipped under the covers, and then lifted them. He patted his chest. “Come lay on me.”

You immediately obliged, jumping onto his chest, causing Daichi to let out a small grunt.

You let all your wait drop on Daichi’s body. Your head was in the crook of his neck, and your chest lay flat against his. You could feel his heartbeat against yours and it took you a moment to realize that both your hearts beat at the same time.

As one.

Daichi slid his left hand under your—his—shirt, rubbing your back. It was these moments he wanted to truly cherished. He knew you were stressed about the final that was coming up. He had put the date in his phone when you mentioned it.

Daichi realized that today had been the quietest days you two had had. But he didn’t mind. He loved everyday with you. The quiet, the loud, the hectic, and the crazy.

Daichi began to hum. He could feel the knots in your back, and he knew you should have a nice relaxing weekend before you began to study.

Before he knew it, Daichi heard your soft snores fill the air.

A wide smile broke out on his face. Daichi absolutely adored your sleeping face. All your worry lines disappeared and you looked the most at peace when you slept in his arms.

Daichi slightly pushed himself up. He wanted to be able to see your properly. His brown eyes softened at the sight of your hand against chest. You often called him a creep for staring at your sleeping face, but he always just shrugged it off.

After some time, Daichi found himself driting off to sleep, but not before he tightened his hold on you and kissed your forehead. “Sleep well, my love.”

Hours later, your eyes fluttered open, but you immediately cringed and shut them again.

The sun was facing directly at you. You had forgotten to close your blinds.

You tried to adjust your posture, but immediately stopped when you heard a low rumble from Daichi. No, you felt it, and you froze at the vibrations.

“Don’t move, love.”

Daichi’s voice was low and husky, and slightly dry. You lifted your head and found yourself still laying on his chest. Daichi’s arms were securely wrapped around you, his eyes were shut.

The sound of his morning voice hit you right in the stomach and you couldn’t help but brush your fingers against his cheekbones.

Daichi’s eyes shot open. His dark brown eyes met yours, and for a moment, everything stopped.

You looked so beautiful, Daichi thought.

“Good morning,” you whispered.

Daichi smiled at you and let his head drop back on the pillow. “It is a very good morning, indeed.”

You used your hands and slightly pushed yourself up, so you were now straddling Daichi’s waist. His eyes opened and landed on your nervous smile.

“What’s wrong?”

Daichi grabbed your hips and pushed himself up, so his back was against the headboard.

You now sat on his thighs, and his hold on you tightened a little bit.

You stared at the man in front of you. Even after having you sleep on him for hours, he still looked perfect. It pissed you off, especially since you knew you probably had some drool on your chin.

Daichi leaned forward and pressed a small kiss to your forehead. “Talk to me.”

You nodded and began to play with your fingers.

You couldn’t help but think of the final you had to take in a couple of days. It didn’t make sense, you thought. You had taken finals and tests before, but for some reason, the one you had in five days had disrupted your sleep and taken over your life.

“I’m so nervous for the final, Sawa. I feel like there’s a knot in my stomach and it keeps tightening. I can’t breathe.”

Daichi began to rub the skin above your hip with his fingers. He listened attentively. He was gonna let you talk first, getting everything off your chest.

“I know I always complain and then end up doing well, but what if this is the one I flunk? What if this is the one I end up failing? It’s so nerve wracking. I don’t even know if I wanna do this anymore.”

Daichi’s hands slipped under your shirt and he slowly began to massage your back and shoulder muscles. He wanted to offer you physical comfort.

He knew you were often a mess of nerves and anxiety a week before any test, and no matter how many times he assured you that you would do fine, you always ended up getting caught up in your head.

“I know it’s my dream. But at this point, dropping out sounds ideal. There’s enough doctors in the world, right? Maybe I should do something less nerve wracking.”

You sighed and closed your eyes. It felt nice to finally get your thoughts off your chest.

Daichi’s hands squeezed your hips in response. He hated hearing you talking yourself down. It made him feel so helpless, because for him, you were his everything. He had the upmost respect and belief in you.

“Y/n, love, from everyone in your life, you are the only one who doesn’t fully believe you can do this. I know medicine is a very hard and competitive occupation, but you know I believe in you. If anyone can power through this, it’s you.”

Tears had pooled in your eyes. Daichi had always been so good with words. You knew that Daichi had always been mature for his age, meaning his patience and abilityto comfort you was far better than anyone else’s.

His compassion and understanding was his greatest qualities. His calming aura always managed to break through all your walls. It was what made him such a good captain.

“What if I fail?”

You had mumbled your question, hoping he wouldn’t have caught it.

But he did.

Daichi leaned in and kissed your nose “You won’t. And if you do, then you fail. You shouldn’t be scared to fail, y/n. You should be scared to give up. If you fail, you can always take it again.”

You sighed and lightly nodded. Although you appreciated his words, you knew they would only comfort you for a day or two.

“Thank you, Sawa.”

You tried getting up from his lap, but Daichi had other plans. He grabbed your hips tightly and leaned in, kissing your lips.

You didn’t hesitate, you just began to kiss him back eagerly.

Daichi’s right hand slid up your back, pushing you into him.

Your lips moved together in sync, and you brought your hands to his hair, clutching the soft ends tightly.

Daichi slightly pulled away, only to gently kiss your lips again.

Before you could deepen it, he pulled away again.

“It’s not easy, y/n. But accomplishing your dream never is. You’re gonna do great, just like you always do. I believe in you, and it’s time you do as well.”

His words wrapped around your anxious thoughts and completely anguished them.

You nodded, your nose brushing his.

You closed your eyes and let your head drop on his shoulder. Daichi wrapped his arms around you again, pulling you flush against his chest.

You stayed in that position for hours.

You in Daichi’s lap, with his hands running up and down your back as he comforted you with his words of love and stories to keep your mind off everything.

You blinked a couple of times, trying to recall what exactly what exactly what you were doing.

As you recalled Daichi’s words, you let out a small breath.

He was right, you thought. You weren’t going to fail and you were going to be okay.

You grabbed the leather jacket, and slipped it on. It smelled of Daichi and it was exactly what you needed right now.

You walked into the kitchen and grabbed a packet of ramen.

As you made the noddles, you unknowingly smiled the whole time.

Thinking of Daichi had lifted your spirits and you felt better.

He loved you, and he believed in you, and for you, that was enough.

MAN, THIS SUCKS. I HAD TO RE-WRITE IT LIKE FOUR TIMES GODDAMN.

anyways, i absolutely love and adore daichi, and this is kinda eh😬 so forgive me. I’d been swarmed w work the past week and have no creative juices left.

i will write about this handsome man again.

#haikyuu #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu asks #haikyuu scenarios #daichi #daichi sawamura #haikyuu daichi #fluff #haikyuu!!

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skieswords · 4 years ago

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Sorry For The Wait {Charlie Gillespie x OC}

Summary: Alex is a lowkey youtuber, known for funny vlogs of her just existing. She’s avoided the relationship question for the longest time, but has decided it’s time to come clean to her followers.

Warning: Fluff, swearing, mention of alcohol, and sexual innuendo cause I’m incapable of writing anything without it.

Alex was wandering round the kitchen, in his old shirt and a pair of pyjama shorts that really didn’t cover much. She hummed an undistinguishable melody under her breath as she went about making her morning coffee, dancing to the song in her head. Charlie grinned from his position in the doorframe, leaning up against the wall with his arms crossed as he watched his girlfriend be her usual dorky self. She spun round suddenly, feeling eyes on her. “Oh, morning Char, when did you get back?” Charlie laughed under his breath and uncrossed his arms, stepping towards her and pulling her into his chest. “It’s not exactly morning, is it.” He nodded towards the clock on the oven that read 13.47, sighing when she shrugged and pressed a kiss to his cheek before stepping away to pick up her coffee cup. “It’s my morning.” Charlie rolled his eyes but nodded, helping himself to a banana from the fruit bowl, and leaning against the counter. Alex jumped onto the counter opposite, and swung her legs, sipping happily. Sitting there looking absolutely content, in his clothes and drinking her coffee, Charlie felt his heart swell. “I wanna go public.” He blurted it out, rather unexpectedly, for both parties. His eyes widened as he realised what he’d said, and looked down to his boots, still caked with mud from that morning’s not so sunny hike. “Didn’t we agree you’d stop wearing boots in the house? You hate vaccuming.” She jumped off the counter and made her way towards him, wrapping her arms around him and setting her coffee down on the countertop, resting her chin on his chest. He looked down at her with a soft smile, her blue eyes bearing into his hazel ones. “If you’re up for it, I’m down.” She smiled up at him, her voice soft and slightly excited. He pressed a kiss to her forehead and let his hand wrap around her waist, fingers drawing light patterns on her spine. “Yes please. I want everyone to know you’re mine.” Alex grinned and kissed along his jaw, until pressing a lingering kiss to his lips. “Okay. When?” She broke away from him and unwrapped some toaster waffles, pushing down the button on the toaster before making her way back into his arms. “Today. Fuck it, let’s do it now.” She raised her eyebrows at him, and fiddled with his chain nervously. “Have you checked with Kenny? Didn’t he say-” Charlie sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “Uh, Kenny gave me the all clear like 2 months ago. I just wasn’t sure if you were okay with it.” Alex rolled her eyes, and patted his head jokingly, stretching like a cat and moaning happily when her back cracked loudly. “Of course I am. Dude do you know how many videos I’ve got planned for when people know about us?” Charlie laughed and stood up properly, kicking his shoes off and frowning slightly at the mud that scattered the floor as he did. “Great, let’s get them all filmed. Go get changed though, I’m not taking you on live in them.” He indicated her shorts, reaching a hand round to grab her ass. “Hey, they’re not that bad.” Charlie raised his eyebrows at her, and pointed to the doorway. “Fine. But I’m not wearing a bra and you can’t make me.” He rolled his eyes and smirked, pulling his phone out and walking through to the living room, stopping outside their bedroom door and watching as she pulled her shorts down. He bit his lip and caught her eye, shooting her a wink, before settling onto the sofa, setting his phone up on the tripod.

“Hellooo, people. Okay, so I’ll just let some people file in. Sheesh, how many of you are there? That’s like 4000 already and it’s been like 10 seconds. Okay just a few more... Great. Hi everyone, uh, this is just a quick one to answer a question a lot of people have been asking me since the show came out. Before I do, I just want to say you guys know how much I love you, and how grateful I am for all the support, but I really need you guys to respect me with this. It’s something I’ve wanted to do for a long time, and I’ve only held off because I was waiting for someone to agree.”

From behind the camera, Alex emerged from their bedroom, her hair freed from it’s bun and falling around her shoulders as she fidgeted. She was nervous, having only been in front of an online audience of a couple thousand before, and she’d never been exposed to Charlie’s followers. They read the comments on his posts together sometimes, and she often stalked fan pages when she was bored and he was out hiking. The girls were crazy about him. Understandably of course, the man was gorgeous, and talented, and funny, and a million other things that had indeed made her fall in love with him in the first place. Kenny had asked that cast members (besides Jeremy, who already had a very public fiancée) to keep any relationships on the downlow, in order to keep the guys sex appeal up to fans. Alex had agreed, knowing it would help the show sell, and had deleted the few posts of Charlie on her instagram profile. None of them really made it look like they were in a relationship, and they were mostly group shots anyway, taken on day trips to Newfoundland, or on the beach with other friends. So her own followers, besides her close friends and family, had no idea she was even in a relationship. Still, it wasn’t fair to tease his fans, so she’d removed the posts all the same. Thinking of her instagram, she pulled her own phone out and took a picture of herself in the living room mirror with her tongue out, captioning it ‘head over to @charles_gillespie for an exciting announcement!’ before leaving her phone on the sidetable and grabbing her coffee from the kitchen.

“Okay, so we’ve waited like 3 years or something to do this. Guys, this is Alex. My girlfriend.” Alex walked into the frame and took a seat next to Charlie, avoiding eye contact with the camera. She wasn’t camera shy- she was a youtuber, it was second nature to her. But a bunch of batshit crazy fangirls? Terrifying. Charlie slipped an arm around her shoulders and made a show of bringing their heads together, plastering a silly grin on his face. His smile was infectious, and Alex mirrored it, sipping her coffee carefully before setting it down next to wear Charlie’s foot sat on the coffee table. “Knock that over and I’m kicking you out.” He laughed and kissed her hair, leaning forward to read the comments.

“OMG, it’s @alexmvlogsz!”

“I knew it, there are old photos of the two of them everywhere.”

“It won’t be serious, they’ve probs only just got together.”

“She’s defo with him for the fame.”

“He’s too hot for her.”

“I’m so here for this!”

Alex noticed Charlie’s frown and leant forward, reading them over his shoulder. “Ha, you guys are funny. Yes, hi it’s me, Alex. Yes, there are a lot of photos of us going around. Yuh okay you’re wrong, been together for like 4 years now I think? Also, we started dating while I had more followers than Charlie. So, uh go follow me because I’m cooler than him. Oh you are so right, he’s way too hot for me. And we are also here for this!” Charlie looked at her with an adoring smile, kissing her head again and pulling her into his side. “She’s hotter than me, actually. Anyways, this is Alex, love of my life. Just thought I’d share that with you guys.” Alex waved and laughed as a storm of comments came through, a combination of support and hate. “Okay, I’m gonna end it there. Bye y’all.” Charlie clicked the end button and collapsed back onto the sofa, frowning slightly. “People are so mean. Why can’t they just accept that I love you?” Alex shrugged and kissed him, moving to straddle his lap. “They will in time. But half of them are in love with you, they don’t want to accept it. It’s fine though, I’m used to it, don’t worry.” Charlie grumbled under his breath, leaning forward to rest his head against her chest. “Hey, while their all still on their phones, do me a favour and put a question box on your story for a Q&A video?” Charlie nodded and grabbed his phone from behind her, keeping one hand on her back so she didn’t fall. Alex yelped as he stood up, automatically wrapping her legs round his waist, and her arms round his neck. “What the fuck Charlie?” He laughed and wandered over to the same mirror Alex had taken her selfie in a few minutes earlier, holding up his phone and taking a photo of them. “For the story. I can post photos of you now, thank god.” Alex held on, resting her head on his shoulder as he typed behind her back, before tossing his phone onto the sofa and grinning at her. She raised her head and looked at him with her eyebrows raised. “Are you going to put me down now?” Charlie shook his head and walked towards the bathroom, arms wrapped around her. “I need a shower, and you’re joining me. “ Alex laughed but let him carry her, kissing along his jawline with a happy smile.

*****

Hair soaking wet and faces flushed, they collapsed into bed side by side, Alex resting her head on Charlie’s chest. “I have an idea.” Charlie looked down at her, and ran his fingers through the damp strands of hair. “We should call Owen over. We’ll do a Q and A, but he has to read out the questions, and if we try to answer wrong or something, he can reveal the truth. Plus he can throw in his opinions, and it’ll be funny.” Charlie laughed softly, and nodded, reaching over to his nightstand to grab his phone. He clicked on Owen’s contact, and facetimed him, pulling the duvet up to cover Alex just in time. “I didn’t mean ask him right now. But okay.” Owen picked up, and grinned into the camera as he saw Charlie. “Hey, I’m just heading out to do some stuff but I can speak to you in the car. What’s up?” Charlie didn’t speak, simply angling the camera so that Owen could see them both, Alex’s red cheeks standing out against the white of the duvet cover pulled up to her shoulders. His face fell when he took in her appearance, groaning and pulling his hat over his face. “Look, Charlie, I love you, and I tolerate you Alex, but I saw enough of this in Vancouver. Seriously man, she has no clothes on.” Charlie nodded, and smirked. “Yuh, and she’s staying like that for the rest of the day. Anway, she wants to talk to you.” He handed the phone to Alex and sat up, reaching over to grab Alex’s phone from the charger. Owen rolled his eyes and sat Alex on his car stand, turning the keys in the ignition, and starting to drive. Alex made sure the sheet was tucked tightly under her arms, before moving out of Charlie’s grip, and leaning against the headboard. “Okay, so I was thinking.” Owen grunted in response and raised his eyebrows, avoiding looking at her. “Never a good thing. Just saying, if you flash me it’s not my fault, and manchild over there can’t get mad.” Charlie stuck his middle finger up at Owen, not looking up from Alex’s phone, which he was spamming with selfies. “Yeah, whatever. Anyway. I was thinking, Charlie just told all his followers we’re together- just incase you didn’t notice- and I want to do a Q & A on my channel. I think it’ll be even funnier if you ‘host’ it, and you can throw in random stories and opinions and whatever? You know us better than anyone,” Owen laughed bitterly and leaned forward, looking out his window. “Yeah, unfortunately. God, I was so happy when you went home. Okay, so when do you want to film this?” Alex looked over at Charlie and smiled seeing him scrolling through her instagram feed. “I don’t mind, when you next free?” Owen shrugged, and the familiar ticking of an indicator came through the phone. “As long as you two are fully clothed, I’ll come over on Wednesday? I have to come to LA to meet some people anyway, we can grab dinner after?” Alex nodded and watched as Charlie set her phone down, and slid down the bed, resting his head on her stomach. She ran her free hand through his hair, smiling as his eyes closed at the sensation. “Yeah that works. I’ll see if Sav wants to come too. Okay, I’ll see you then.” Owen nodded and waved at her, smiling as she flipped the camera to show Charlie. “He’s such a baby. Okay, you two go do whatever you two do. I’ll catch you later.” Charlie flipped him off once more, not lifting his head from where it rested, and Alex hung up. “You want a nap?” Charlie groaned slightly, indicating yes. “Cool, me too. Let me get the blinds.” Charlie sat up with an incredulous expression. “You woke up like an hour and a half ago woman, how are you tired already?” Alex looked at him with raised eyebrows and pulled a shirt out of their wardrobe. His shirt, to be clear. He watched as she dragged it over her head and flipped the blinds so that the room was darker, and held his arms out to her as she climbed back into their king sized bed, cuddling into his warm chest as they passed out for a couple of hours.

*******

“Hey guys! Most of you will already know, because we announced it a few days ago, but for those of you who don’t, today I’m introducing you to my boyfriend properly! The incredibly hot Charlie Gillespie.” Charlie waved awkwardly to the camera from his spot on the sofa, looking to Alex who was on the other side, almost 2 feet of space between them. “We figured we’d do a Q and A, so you guys sent in some questions, and well, we’re gonna answer them. Also, we have another special guest with us.” Owen appeared, and sat in between them, grinning at the camera. “Wouldn’t be a show without me. Okay so basically these two are disgustingly in love, and have been for a disgusting amount of time. Alex is using me for clout, and now you’re going to find out all of the gory details about their relationship.” Alex smacked him gently and handed him Charlie’s phone, the question response boxes all ready to read. “Okay, first question.

How long have you guys known eachother, and how did you meet? Owen looked between them, and pointed to Charlie. “I want to hear him get this wrong.” Charlie rolled his eyes and leaned forward, looking at Alex, who nodded. “Okay. We met nearly 4 years ago, when Alex moved over here for college. I was in LA that weekend, and I bumped into her in the street. We got to talking, and I ended up taking her out that night. That was pretty much it if I’m honest, nothing that exciting.” Alex scoffed and flipped her hair behind her shoulders. “Not quite. I took him out, and he fangirled the whole time. His sister had watched a few of my youtube videos, and he- and I quote- thought I was really pretty.” Charlie stuck his tongue out at her, and Owen groaned, resting his head in his hands. “We’re only one question in and I’m already sick of the both of you. Okay, next question.”

Do you guys live together, and if so where? Alex raised her eyebrows and laughed. “Most of the time we live together, yes. This is my apartment in LA, and I’d say we’re here at least 8 months of the year. But at christmas we go to New Brunswick to see Char’s family, and we go visit my family in thesummer. And sometimes I’m in New Zealand, and he’ll go on holiday with his boyfriend here.” Owen grinned and held Charlie’s hand, resting his head on his friends shoulder. Charlie leaned into him, making them appear like a very loved up couple. “Yeah, so we live together most of the time, apart from when we’re visiting friends or family, or if he’s working.” Charlie nodded and looked to Owen, who continued scrolling through boxes. “Oh my god some of these are dodgy. Jesus, look at this one!” He showed it to Alex, who burst out laughing. “Okay, I’m answering that but we’re not reading out the actual question.” She climbed to her feet and turned side on to the camera, smoothing out her t-shirt against her chest, giving a decent view of her side profile. “Whoever asked what kind of man Charlie is, I’ll let you figure that one out for yourself. He doesn’t get a choice in the matter- I only have one of the above.” Charlie read the question over Owen’s shoulder, before frowning and reaching out for Alex, pulling her onto his knee. “Shut up, you’re perfect and I love every bit of you.” He started peppering her face with kisses, laughing alongside her. Owen jumped to the other side of the sofa, grimacing. “Disgusting. Okay, next question. Ooh, this one’s juicy.”

Alex, do you and Madison get along, and have you ever been jealous of her relationship with Charlie? Owen made a show of trying not to laugh, and Alex rolled her eyes. “Mads is like a little sister to me. We get on really well, and her and Charlie’s relationship is best friends, nothing more. I mean, to be fair I’d totally adopt her if I could. Having her living with me would me pretty cool.” Charlie frowned and shook his head. “No. I’m not living with the both of you. You’d never stop singing.” Alex nodded happily. “And the only thing I’m jealous of her for is she doesn’t have to live with him. Or share a kitchen with him.” Charlie flicked her in the side of the head, kissing the afflicted area shortly after, while Owen nodded in agreement. “That brings us nicely on to the next one.”

Who’s got the worst eating habits? Owen rubbed the back of his neck and looked straight at the camera. “I can’t believe I’m about to say this. Alex is worse than Charlie, folks. And you’ve seen how he eats.” Charlie pushed Alex off him and jumped up, pointing his fingers at her as he danced around in front of the camera. Alex’s jaw dropped, and she leant forward, pointing at Charlie accusingly. “He eats eggs with peanut butter. Do you know how gross that is?” Charlie grabbed her hand and kissed her knuckles, sinking back into his seat. “You eat ham, and peanut butter. You can’t talk.” Alex groaned and flipped him off behind Owen’s head. “Fine, what’s the next one?” Owen grinned and scrolled a bit, laughing out loud before putting the phone facedown.

Who’s most likely to get jealous? He smirked at the camera, and shared a look with Alex, who was grinning. They turned back to the camera and spoke simultaneously. “Charlie.” At his name, he groaned and grabbed a pillow, smothering his face with it. “Very much Charlie. Do you want to hear something funny? Of course you do. Owen, I’ll let you take this one.” Alex sat back, smiling smugly, while Charlie looked at her with pure betrayal written all over his face. “While we were in Vancouver last year, filming for the show, Alex here, came to stay with us for 2 months. This was the first time I’d met her, besides a few facetime calls. We got on really well, and hung out a lot on and off set, while I wasn’t filming. Our lovely Charlie, decided he was going to absolutely freak out about this, and started a fight in the middle of the freaking lot, in front of the entire cast and crew, because he thought I was after Alex.” Charlie groaned from behind the pillow, and Alex laughed. “He thought Owen was flirting with me, and yelled at him for a straight 7 minutes, while we just kinda stood there and looked at each other. I felt so bad, I took Charlie home that night and sat with him for like 3 hours, and then I took them both out for dinner the next night. It was weird.” Owen snorted and rubbed his forehead. “You did not just sit with him. I shared an apartment with you, I was in the next room.” Alex punched his arm, and leaned over to ruffle Charlie’s hair. “He’s just protective, you should see him when we go out together, he literally refuses to leave my side.” Owen nodded and smiled at Charlie’s flushed face. “He’s stupid protective of her. One of the crew members actually did flirt with her. We’re lucky the guy’s still alive.” Charlie rolled his eyes at them both and held his hands up. “I had to compete with an entire college full of guys to keep her. And I have 3 brothers. I’m used to fighting for what’s mine.” Alex smiled and stood up, pushing Owen into her spot and sitting beside him, taking Charlie’s hand. “Yeah, what he said. Next question Owen?” Owen shook his head and scrolled once more, raising his eyebrows occasionally. “Okay, this should be easy.”

Who’s the most annoying to live with? Charlie and Alex both immediately pointed to her, and Owen nodded his head. “Even just while we were in Vancouver, this girl drove me up the wall. I don’t know how Charlie does it.” Charlie smirked and rubbed his jaw. “He gets well compensated for his troubles.” Charlie shrugged and nodded, laughing at Owen’s expression. “She’s incapable of showering without leaving the entire bathroom flooded, she never does the laundry unless I phone her four times and ask her to do it, she has never touched the vaccum in her life, and the bed only gets made when she’s not living here. Not to mention she’s the messiest person in the world, and our room is literally carpeted with her- actually wait no, MY clothes, because she never wears her own stuff. Exhibit A.” Alex stood up and spun around, showing off her outfit of Charlie’s t-shirt and a pair of jeans. “He loves me for it though.” She dropped back onto the sofa, smiling as she felt Charlie’s arm slip around her waist and pull her in to his side. “Let’s do some nice ones.”

Are you guys morning people? All three of them laughed, and Alex buried her face in Charlie’s chest. “Owen, is like a late morning early afternoon person. I’m always up before 9, I like doing stuff in the mornings. I sleep in on Saturdays sometimes, or I’ll stay in bed and watch a movie with Alex. But Alex doesn’t get up unless she absolutely has to. Today she got up at like 1230 I think? And that’s early for her, and it was only after a lot of persuasion.” Alex bit her lip, remembering the persuasion Charlie had used that morning, and feeling a familiar heat take over her face. Owen pulled a face, also knowing what he meant, and gagged. “Disgusting. But yeah, I’ll second that. When she lived with us, we’d go home for lunch sometimes, or we’d have a halfday, and she’d still be sleeping. Like Charlie would go in and get her at like 4pm. And she’d wake up and go get coffee. At 4pm.” Charlie nodded, and Alex sighed, sitting up and brushing her hair out of her face. “In my defense, I’m normally up pretty late. I work best at night, and I can never fall asleep before like 3 or 4am.” She shrugged, and leant on Charlie, who was blushing ever so slightly. “We know, Alex, we know. Let me give you a piece of advice, folks. See if your best mate’s girlfriend comes to stay, after 2 months of being apart? Stay away from the apartment for at least 3 days. Maybe a week. Move out if you can. They kept me up, Every. Freaking. Night. I don’t know how Charlie was able to function at 5.30 in the morning, considering he could’ve gotten like maximum an hour of sleep. He was on vocal rest for a reason.” Owen raised his eyebrows at the camera, and Alex hid her face, while Charlie puffed out his cheeks and looked around, avoiding the camera. “Moving swiftly on, what’s the next question Owen?” The blonde grinned and scrolled once more, chuckling under his breath.

What’s your guys favourite thing to do together? Owen looked at them dubiously as Alex clapped her hands, and Charlie grinned. “Besides that.” Charlie rolled his eyes and reached over to clip Owen over the ear, and Alex ducked as they play fought over the top of her. Finally breaking apart, Charlie straightened his shirt and resumed his hold on Alex. “It’s between travelling and playing. With Alex’s family in the UK, and mine in Canada, we fly around quite a lot. Besides, we both love seeing new places, and we have friends all over the place.” Alex nodded and smiled excitedly. “I can’t wait, we’re going to see Mads for her 17th birthday next week- she doesnt’t know, but I won’t post this until we’re there, so it’ll be fine. And we went to visit my dad in New Zealand last month- that was fun. We went to Hawaii, of course, with Jer and that. That was incredible.” Charlie nodded, watching with an adoring expression as his girlfriend’s face lit up, while she spoke about the places she loved so much. “Hawaii was awesome, but I gotta say, going to the UK is like wow. It’s so different over there.” Alex looked at her feet shyly, nodding slightly. “For sure, and my friends are uh, very different from our friends here.” Charlie raised his eyebrows in agreement, feeling Alex’s grip on his hand get a little tighter. “But yeah, besides travelling it’s got to be playing together. We sing together all the time, I’m pretty sure our neighbours hate us.” Alex brightened up and laughed, nodding eagerly. “Honestly, most of the time that’s what we’re doing at like 1am. I’ll get a song stuck in my head and force Charlie to play it for me. He’s so much better at guitar than I am.” Charlie shook his head and held a hand out in excitement. “Nah, see when I tell you this girl can sing, oh my GAWD. There’s a reason I fell in love with her. And she plays piano, and guitar, although I am still teaching her that. And violin!! How cool is that? She’s teaching me. So yeah, our neighbours hate us.” Owen smiled as he watched his best friends talk about each other, the love between them so obvious and real. “Okay, we’ll do like two or three more.”

Who takes longer to get ready in the morning? Instantly pointing at each other, Owen laughed, and pointed to Charlie. “100% this man. She just throws her hair up and puts on whatever he wore the day before. This man has a full haircare routine, every fricking morning. Like seriously, it’s just hair!” Alex nodded in agreement, running her hands through Charlie’s hair. “It is very nice hair though. Nah for sure, Charlie takes longer to get ready first thing, but when we’re going out, it’s me. Like out out, I mean. I’m so indecisive. In Vancouver Savannah literally nearly stabbed me cause I was taking so long.” Charlie grinned and nodded, Owen mirroring his actions. “Never ask her to go out unless you have at least 4 hours to kill. 3 hours for her to be indecisive, and then another for her to be late.” Alex grinned and tilted her head to the side. “Girls, am I right? HA. I’m funny. Okay, moving on.”

Who’s most fun on a night out? Charlie and Owen pointed to Alex simultaneously, who just shrugged and nodded. “I was raised in Scotland, so when I drink, I drink hard. Nobody could keep up with me when we went out in Vancouver. Seriously, Charlie tried and we nearly had to take him to the ER.” Charlie scoffed at this, but the blush spreading up his neck said all that needed to be said. Owen laughed at the memory, and set the phone down. “No really, it was so funny. This tiny 5′5 girl knocking back vodka like it’s water, and Charlie’s trying not to throw up in the corner after like 2. This girl’s liver is deceased.” Alex grinned and kicked her feet up on the table proudly. “Proud drinker since I was 13. Shit, this is going on the internet. Okay, forget I said that. Owen?” Owen reached out and grabbed the phone, scrolling through again.

Do you have any tattoos? Owen rolled up his sleeve and showed off the ghost drummer on his forearm, and Charlie stood up next to him, placing their ghostly characters next to each other. They pulled their shirt sleeves down, and looked to Alex, who groaned and stood up. “I have a few, but they’re pretty small.” She came up close to the camera, followed by Charlie, who helped her pull the collar of her shirt down, and swept her hair away from the nape of her neck, revealing the small outline of a triangle at the top of her spine. “I’ve got that, and then-” She pulled her top up, and showed a single word written on her ribcage, in gaelic. ‘teine’. “It says fire, in scottish gaelic. And this one.” She held her hand up to the camera, showing a daffodil on the inside of her middle finger on her right hand. “And then I have another one on my leg, but obviously can’t show that.” She settled back onto the sofa, smacking Charlie when he laughed. “It’s hardly on her leg. It’s like-” She held a hand over his mouth and smiled at Owen, asking silently for the next question. “Oh wow, okay I like this one.”

Alex, how do you get along with the JATP cast, and who’s your favourite? Owen looked at Alex expectantly, who just rolled her eyes and crossed her legs. “I love them, so much. While Char was away I was constantly on the phone, and they’d just pass me around depending on who was filming. A lot of it was because Charlie was afraid I’d get lonely, but also because he was so busy that he could only grab a couple of minutes to speak to me every now and again. While I was in Vancouver, me and Owen definitely spent a lot of time together, and he showed me round the city while Charlie and Mads were doing perfect harmony shoots and stuff, which was an experience and a half. Note to self, Owen is incredibly competitive at arcade games.” Alex slipped her hand into Charlie’s as she spoke about her time with Owen, knowing he’d probably start overthinking it. “But Mads and I got super close. Like everytime the boys were filming we’d go to craft services and eat our weight in brownies. We made them a lot too, in the apartment. We literally facetime everyday. And Savannah too, oh my god I love that girl so much. She’s like my best friend. I wouldn’t have made it over there without her, she literally picked me up from the airport when someone forgot I was coming.” Charlie held his hands up in defense, and Alex rolled her eyes. “He didn’t forget I was coming, he just ‘lost track of time’. But honestly, I can’t pick a favourite, they’re like family to me.” She smiled at Owen, and leaned back against Charlie, meaning every word. “Aw. How cute. I’m the favourite. Next question. Oh wow, this is a biggie.”

Charlie, are you going to propose? Alex’s eyes widened, and she coughed, turning to look at Charlie. “Good question. It’s nearly four years. Where’s the ring, Charlieboy?” Charlie chuckled and ran a hand through his hair, leaning back against the sofa. “Got a while yet, got to train her up a bit better first.” Alex punched him in the arm, and he winced, rubbing it and glaring at her. “I’m joking, obviously. She’s only just 21, so we’re gonna wait a bit- but yes, I will. One day. If she doesn’t kill me with her cooking first.” Owen raised his eyebrows and brought a leg up underneath him, scrolling through the questions. Alex looked at Charlie with a pout, crossing her arms and moving away from him. “Oh my god, you’re such a child. Yes, I’m going to propose, just not now and not anytime soon! Yikes.” Alex grinned and kissed his cheek, waiting for the next question. “Right, we’ll make this the last one?” Alex and Charlie nodded, Alex tucking her legs up to her chest as she leaned back against Charlie, her head resting on his arm, which was thrown across the back of the couch.

What’s your favourite thing about each other? Alex smirked and looked Charlie up and down, winking at the camera. Charlie did something similar, his arm moving down the sofa and grabbing at her hip, making his intentions more than clear. Owen gagged, and spun round, holding his forehead in his hands and shaking his head. “Joking. I love Charlie’s passion. He gets so invested in the things he loves, and watching him speak about stuff he’s genuinely interested in and excited for is the cutest thing in the world. He gets these like sparkles in his eye, and he jumps up and down and god it’s adorable. I also like his abs. They are, in a word exquisite. Not to mention his arms.” Charlie rolled his eyes, but pressed a loving kiss to her temple. “I love how talented Alex is. There’s not really anything she can’t do. Literally, she’s musical, athletic, and she’s like stupid smart. She has a degree. From college. Like woah. And I also love when she gets super excited about something, or when she gets like really emotional- not sad, just when she’s feeling something really intensely, she starts like bouncing up and down in her seat, and clapping her hands or shaking them really fasr. It’s literally like the most adorable thing ever. And her ass. It’s pretty cool too.” Owen coughed and held a hand up. “Right well, there’s one thing she can’t do. She can’t dance. Like at all. It’s quite funny.” Charlie nodded, as did Alex. “Dancing, definitely not my forte. Also, when he says athletic, he means I played field hockey in high school and college. The most exercise I get now is when he’s hor-” Owen stood up quickly, and Charlie covered her mouth with his hand. “Okay, that’s all for this video! Hope you guys are suitably grossed out. Thanks for watching, goodbye!!!”

Owen turned off the camera, and Alex grinned before turning to Charlie, connecting her lips with his in a soft kiss. Finally being allowed to talk about her relationship was a major relief, after having to hide it for so long. “Gross, can you wait til I’m gone at least?” Alex rolled her eyes and flipped him off, climbing off the sofa. “No, cause we’re going out for dinner. Can you call Sav, baby? Let her know we’ll be like an hour?” Charlie nodded, watching her with a dazed smile as she wandered into their bedroom, already tying her long hair up out of the way for a hard session of outfit searching. “You’re in so deep with that one, man.” Owen looked at Charlie knowingly, who just shrugged and continued to smile. “What can I say. She’s the one.” Owen shook his head and rolled his eyes, but he was smiling, happy that another one of his best friends had found real love. Charlie scrolled through the contacts on Alex’s phone, clicking on Savannah’s name and raising the phone to his ear. He jumped when she picked up, holding the phone at arm’s length. “Oh my god, Sav it’s me, not Alex. She said to tell you we’re going out in a couple of hours, and to be ready to go for 7. That cool?” Savannah spoke rapidly on the other side of the line, agreeing and squealing with excitement when she heard Owen would be there. “I’ve missed you guys! Okay, see you soon!” Charlie hung up and set his girlfriend’s phone down, reaching for the remote, and turning on the TV. “Wanna watch the NHL?” Owen nodded, kicking his feet up on the coffee table, and looking at the clock on the wall. It was only half three.

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I unfortunately won’t have therapy until the end of this month (I should have scheduled one earlier this month ugh lmao I thought one later this month would be better) so I’m doing what my therapist suggested, write down all what’s going through my head even if it doesn’t make sense to help bring myself back to reality. lol. I’m very much lost in my own sauce of feelings and thoughts. it’s allllll about my ex again so ugh lmao. My main anxieties are just feelings about my ex and what’s coming up this semester.

I’m currently in my apartment in Iowa City since we’re about to start back up my usual routine. I’ve been here for almost two weeks now which is nice because I’ve been trying to take my time to relax and get myself mentally prepared for this upcoming semester. I’m also low key glad I’m having these overwhelming anxieties right now instead of later this week. I need to ask my therapist again what exactly I am feeling (if it’s like a panic attack because i truly dont know) because I’ve been feeling hella anxious the past few days (in general) and yesterday my anxiety was so intense that I barely ate and I felt sick to my stomach. idk if others have the same too but when I also get hella anxious, all I want to do is go to the bathroom so tmi lmao. I feel this way now and I just cannot stop crying so again, I’m just writing everything that’s going through my mind lmao.

#1) Related to my ex, heart break

Yeah.. I literally keep talking about this/him and I’m glad I have multiple outlets that I can say what’s going through my mind because if I keep these thoughts to myself, I keep spiraling. I’m also very thankful I have multiple strong support systems from people where it truly doesn’t get annoying to them when I keep talking about him/my overall heart break/healing journey. I know I don’t want to burden my friends with my own thoughts (it can be a lot) so overall very thankful for friends, family, and my therapist lmao.

I think the last time I talked about my heart break was the letter I wrote to him. I wrote it and sent it to him lmao. I also wrote his mom a letter in Spanish because I want to stay connected with her and very thankful she reciprocates the same energy, Apparently, he never received the letter even though I sent it over 3 weeks ago, but anyways yeah that’s a story I will tell later in this post. Anyways, it’s legit easier said than done to completely stop checking on his social media. I was doing great before winter break. Now that winter break has happened (still kind of is for a few more days), I have relapsed where I was checking very often. The break was great since I got to spend quality time with family, however, unfortunately being back in Wichita still floods a lot of my emotions where there are still a lot of memories of him and I that still makes me feel sad (luckily no longer sobbing about but I do still feel some type of way. It’s getting better thankfully). It also hurts that he’s making new memories with his new girlfriend Kylie so I was def feeling all sorts of things. Sorry, I’m trying to go onto chronologize order of events that have happened. I’m jumping back and forth lmao

First, did I mention his mom called me the day before Christmas? I was SHOOOOOK when I saw her name on my phone. I legit froze because I wasn’t sure if it was actually her so I accidently missed her call. I’m so glad she left a voicemail so I could listen first and immediately call her back LMAO. But basically, she wanted to check in to see how I was doing, wish me and my family a merry christmas/happy new year, and asked if I could come see her. We joked a bit back and forth like how she was learning English for me while I’m learning Spanish for her. lmao. so after this phone call, I wrote her a letter to update her on what I’ve been doing. I wrote it all in Spanish since that’s her primary language so thank god for google translate. overall, I told her about how I’m about to earn my masters degree in may, I’ve lost now 30 lbs of weight/having a better relationship with food, how I’m honestly still hurt about her son cheating on me (I was in my feels. You know if you ever get those feelings like you want your mom? She legit is like a mom to me since my mom isn’t an active part of my life so yeah I guess you can say I got mommy issues but anyways) I also told her that if she’d still like me to come over, I’d love to come over and see her.

Few days go by, I’ve been creeping onto his social media, it stings to see how he has flaunted his relationship with Kylie. It hurts because I keep playing this comparison game because he truly has NEVER allowed me to post about us and he would himself refuse to post about us on his social media. So, just to see how he’s been basically spending every single day with her and posting her throughout all of his social media, makes me feel an extreme type of way. during new years, she had a party at her house where it was him, her, his brother paco (which I was SHOOOK because she met paco and not everyone has ever met paco, who is his oldest brother), miguel and his girlfriend (both are super cute btw), Blake (surprisingly), and Erik. I felt some kind of way because obviously I know they would share a new years kiss even tho they’ve only been dating for literally a month. I dated him for 3 years and NEVER got a new years kiss (because he wanted to be with bros). Valentines day is coming up and it’d be their “two month” anniversary and I just KNOW he’d actually put EFFORT into spending that day with her. 3 years I dated this guy and he never ONCE did ANYTHING for me for valentines day. ok I’m getting more hurt thinking how he’s treating his other girls better than me so anyways BACK TO THE TOPIC

few days go by and I got another call from his mom. I actually picked up this time because I was really excited to hear her voice again. I legit would die for this woman legit #1 mom. She asked if she could see me and I happily said yes. It really means a lot that she still gives me the same energy that she gave me when I was still dating her son. One of the hardest parts of us breaking up was the potential of losing his family too because they are all truly good people and I am NOT the CEO of letting people go lmao. okay back to subject, I had TONS of anxiety driving over to her house because I had so many thoughts. I asked on the phone if 1.) is Lalo there. She said no. 2.) Is Paco there. No, he apparently flew back to California that morning. I was low key hoping paco would be there still because it would be cool to catch up with him but anyways my main concern was if eduardo was there so since he wasn’t, I was like “ok vroom vroom let’s go” lmao. WOWOWOWWO seeing her just made my heart so happy. She def has a lot more gray hairs since the last time I saw her lmao she’s the cutest anyways, I’m really shook that HIS DAD FREAKING HUGGED ME. THIS MAN NEVER USUALLY HUGS ANYONEEEEEEEEEEE. Typically how we greet each other, it’s like a wave from a distance and we obvi acknowledge each other. so WOOOOW I was very thankful and shook he hugged me. Anyways, his mom showed me around the house with the Christmas decorations, I noticed her birds were still doing well, she even showed me her new plants she got lmao. We sat at the dining room table and talked and ate mexican snacks. She has broken English and I have broken Spanish so literally thank god for dualingo because it has helped me. I love how when we are together, we talk really slow and try to annunciate for each other LMAOOO. Anyways, THIS WOMAN ALSO GOT ME A STOCKING filled with Mexican Candy. omg this woman i love her so much. Anyways, I showed my tattoos to her and she legit wanted to murder me lmao but she says she likes them but hates them at the same time. She also sat me down and we had a serious conversation in terms of how she sees me. She said that I am no longer known as lalo’s novia, what I am to her is a daughter. I am evelyn’s sister and yo boi that got me crying in the club because that’s what I would love to have, to maintain my relationship with them . Okay, to kind of speed things up, basically we kept talking about Evelyn’s quinceanera that’s happening this year AHHHHHH, dropped Evelyn off and her friend to a friend’s quince, and his mom took me to eat at paleterias tropicana where I tried elote for the first time and had a jugo verde WOOOOOW SOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOD. literally cannot stop thinking about it. Anyways, random note, I noticed my old K-State beanie in the car and his mom said it was Evelyn’s. It gave me a weird feeling because it was originally mine that he gifted me on our first Christmas together but obviously I knew he wouldn’t keep it so I’m not suprised he gave it to Evelyn. It made me wonder then what did he do to the other gifts that he originally gave me but I gave it back to him once we broke up.. okay that was a tangent, anyways, that was it with the night with his mom and ughhh it was a really fun night and I really am looking forward to seeing her again.

Now fast forward to now-ish, me not doing good of not checking his social media, I got triggered because they now made it “facebook officlal” that they are dating. it triggered me because again, he refused to publicize our relationship and it really threw me off that they’ve only been dating for a month (technically interested in each other since October, started dating November) and already publicizing they are together. they moving hella quick and basically, I got hella bitter. I felt reckless and I texted him. I KNOW I shouldn’t have texted him because I immediately felt a sense of regret after but also low key glad I did text him. ugh i hate me lmao. Anyways, i texted him and he asked if he could call me so I said yes. Luckily, the conversation was better than I expected because it was simply like two old friends catching up. It was a really good feeling even tho I’m honestly still hurt about the way that he treated me. It caught me by suprised when he said that he has talked about me with Kylie and he actually stated that he knows what he did and feels regretful for the choices he made. That was a huge shocker and I do still have trust issues because I try to take things that he says with a grain of salt. He may be saying things to me that I want to hear but it’s not the truth so anyways lmao. Our conversation was good and it really got me thinking what exactly am I doing/how am I really feeling.

I really am happy for him. Yes i’m still deeply hurt and feel a type of way about how he treated me, but I can’t do anything about the past and all I can do is just simply be happy for him. I will always love him without a doubt, but he isn’t my person. I hope this doesn’t come off as selfish but he will never find someone better than me, he is simply finding someone better suited for him. What helps me the most about this is thinking about ME because that’s the situation for him, however, I know I will find someone better than him because I deserve the best.

I felt bad for asking because I am just fucking nosy and I’m glad he was okay with me asking about what happened with his relationship with Lila (the girl he left me for) and how did he start dating Kylie. He shared with with me that even though it was all great in the beginning with Lila (and let me tell you dude, he totally was hella infatuated with her lmao), they started becoming two different people. She apparently wasn’t emotionally there for him when he needed her (IRONICCCCCCCCCCCCC BECAUSE THAT’S EXACTLY HOW HE WAS WITH ME THROUGHOUT OUR 3 YEARS TOGETHER) and she ended the relationship. It did make me sad to hear because everyone needs support and it is sad when you go to someone for support and they don’t give you it, ya know? anyways, he said with Kylie, they’ve been friends for two years (I knew who she was when we were together but they’ve always only been friends since they worked at the Sunflower together. This will sound extremely bad but I never thought about her being a girl to worry about because she did a lot of “white” things that we make fun of white people for and so it kind of shocked me that he is dating her now but anyways) apparently he said that “they were hanging out and next thing he knows is that he kissed her and that’s how they started dating.” dude didn’t want to go into detail which was fine but I’m also in my head like “ok lmao you literally just got broken up by your ex and then immediately start hanging out with another girl? ok” ANYWAYS, I really am happy for him and wish him the best.

It was cool to hear about what he’s hoping to do. He shared a lot more detail than usual which again caught me by surprise. Anyways, he shared that he is currently looking for a new place to live (a house to rent) somewhere in college hill (conveniently where Kylie also lives lmao) with Erik. He is also hoping to find another job soon because things at KWCH are no longer making him feel happier so he’s looking to see if he can work for a non-profit org which makes me happy for him because I’d also want to do the same. If I’m at a job where I’m not excited to be, I’d want to also try to make a switch. He also shared that junior (martin, his little brother) will be moving to Cali in May to move close to paco which wow made me really happy for them all. Anyways, he shared that he is hoping to stay in Wichita for about one more year and then possibly relocating to KC or somewhere in Oklahoma. i did encourage him KC because it seems that KC has much more opportunities than Wichita and Oklahoma. Only thing we both hate is driving in KC lmao

Okay, so overall, I’m still really hurt about how our relationship was and how it ended but I’m very grateful that I’m doing what is best for me to make progress because this is not an overall easy thing to do, move on. I do feel low key embarrassed that I still am not over our break up but I’m very glad that I know that He isn’t my person. we will and I cannot get back together with him even if he stated that he has “changed” Yes i invested so much in him to be my forever partner and it didn’t work out but that’s okay. I’m always willing to invest in people to be the best version of themselves and it really makes me happy to see people thrive. I truly cannot and will not take him back if there was ever a time where he wanted to give us a second try because I need to remember how he treated me. If he really was always thinking it was me, then he shouldn’t have cheated on me, treated me so poorly. I’m okay with us remaining friends, but as partners in life? that isn’t it. I deserve so much better and the man of my dreams will come. I’m 10000000% okay with being single because I know I need to work on myself so that I can be fully ready for my next. I really wish my next relationship is my one and only, but hey we’ll see.

so this is already extremely long but I’m very glad I got this all out of me. I know I have other anxieties such as starting school again, which will be my last semester before I earn my masters (FINALLY), RA training coming back up (so me working is coming back), JOB SEARCH. So much is coming up and AHHHHHHHHHHHHH. I need to get my head into gear.

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w2soneshots · 8 months ago

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Private -W2S

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warnings: eluding to sex happening.

summary: you and Harry have a private but not secret relationship, then on his birthday you do something that makes the fans go crazy.

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y/username: my week🩵 ps. thank you for an incredible night @taliamar🎤⭐️

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taliamar: thanks for coming babe❤️

faithloisak: STUNNING

y/nfanpage21: harry in the 2nd and 4th pic!🥹🥹

user31479682: you know she's w2s's gf when she plays mario cart

user71542520: who’s jumper is that in the last pic?😉

Three years ago Harry followed me on instagram. He liked a few of my posts, I followed him back, he messaged me, we exchanged numbers, continued to text, then he eventually asked me on a date. 2 months later I was officially his girlfriend. We keep our relationship pretty private but everyone knows we're together. Sometimes I post something and his hands in the shot or I'm wearing one of his jumpers, the fans go crazy. If he's on a side cast and they're talking about their weeks he always refers to me as his girlfriend: "my girlfriend got me this." "my girlfriend said that,"

Today it's Harry's birthday. I organised a meal out with all of our friends for later and last night, after he went to sleep I decorated the apartment with balloons, laid his presents out on the table (which I also decorated) and placed his cake at the back of the fridge. Once I was finished I crawled back into bed.

"Morning." I heard Harry croak from beside me. I turned excitedly towards him. "Morning, birthday boy!" He groaned "how long have you been awake?" I huffed out a laugh "like an hour, or something." Harry chuckled. "I love you so much." He said with his eyes locked on mine. "I love you too. Now come on, I wanna show you what I got you!" I said jumping out of the bed and attempting to pull Harry out with me.

We don't usually go crazy with presents since most things we would just buy anyway. So I decided to book us a 10 day holiday to the Maldives, making sure to organise it with the boys so he had time off. Along with some new golf stuff, a childish hoodie, new balance and a custom dartboard for his office. He seemed very pleased with his presents and was so excited to spend over a week on a hot island with me.

We had some breakfast/lunch and FaceTimed Harry's family before we needed to get ready for dinner. We had a shower then I dried and straightened my hair, put on some makeup and got dressed into a pair of blue jeans, a cute white top and some matching white heels, along with my Dior bag. Harry was dressed and ready hours before I was so sat on the couch until I was finished. I quickly sprayed myself with my favourite perfume, applied some lipgloss then left the bedroom. "I'm ready!" I said with a twirl. Harry laughed "you look amazing." I smiled "and you look handsome." I said with a smile. He blushed. On our way out I quickly grabbed the white box (containing the cake) out of the fridge.

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y/username: making him take pics of me on his birthday🫣

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faithlouisak: Omg get in my bed

-> y/username: will do😉

mollymae: 😍❤️

y/nfanpage21: THE CAPTION AHHHH

user29473168: loveee this fit!!!

After I made Harry take pictures of me outside our apartment, we got an uber to the restaurant. We were obviously the first ones there and were quickly taken to a long table that had silver balloons on strings floating in the middle (as per my request). Everyone soon began arriving. First was JJ, then Ethan and Faith, followed by Freezy, Callux, Vik, Simon and Talia, Tobi, Josh and Freya and lastly Theo. Once everyone was seated we ordered our food and began chatting.

y/username just posted a new story!

Since we've been together nether me nor Harry have ever posted each other's face. But I'd took a cute picture of him at dinner so just decided to post it to my story, not before asking Harry if it was alright of course. The fans immediately started going crazy, twitter, insta, TikTok, they were all full of people talking about it. Me and Harry lay comfortably in our bed, laughing while scrolling through twitter and reading the comments of a repost of my story.

"Thank you for today." Harry whispered. I turned my head towards him "you're so welcome, I'm glad you enjoyed it." I replied. "You know what would make this birthday even better?" He said with a raised brow. I chuckled "alright then. If that's what it takes." I shrugged my shoulders at the end. Harry smirked, then grabbed my thigh and brought it over him so I was sat on his lap. "This seriously is the best birthday ever."

#fanfic #image #oneshot #sidemen #w2s #harry lewis #harry w2s #w2s imagine #w2s x reader #w2s fic #wrotoshaw #wroetoshaw #private but not secret #instagram

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petri808 · 4 years ago

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thank you for your patience. This week was pretty crazy distracting with the elections lol The ride’s gonna get rough for a while....

It had become a pretty routine idea for the couple whenever a new and interesting movie hit the theaters to check it out. They could relax and cuddle, letting the stressors of school and work melt away onto the big screen where actors made them laugh or cry and laugh again. The theater that Saturday afternoon was busy with the line for the concession stand long but moving at a decent pace. Natsu and Lucy weren’t too worried about getting a good seat because they’d arrived early enough.

“Do you think Pets 2 will be as good as the first one?” Lucy questions Natsu.

“I don’t know. I mean the first one was okay I guess.” He pokes her side in a teasing manner. “You’re just excited cause Mamoru Miyano is dubbing a character again.”

“He’s hot, what can I say and if he was single, well...” she shrugs with a devious grin, “who knows.”

“Pfft, I’m a much better catch, plus he’s old.”

“I’m just teasing,” Lucy giggles. “But he is not that old!”

Natsu is still laughing over the protective behavior she shows for her favorite voice actor, just as they finally reach the front of the concession stand. “Should I just grab a big tub of popcorn and we share?” He double checks with her.

“No way mister,” she laughs, “I want a small one for myself cause last time I barely got any.”

“Okay that’s true, what about a drink? Share or no?”

“Hmm, yeah, that’s fine. Ooh, and don’t forget my arare this time.”

It takes only a few minutes for the worker to put their order together. Natsu grabs the two containers of popcorn and their candies, while Lucy holds the carrier with the drinks. They then head towards the hallways leading to the theater rooms. It was a pretty big lobby area with three hallway branches to choose from, so they check to make sure they take the correct one. But just as they’re about to turn in that direction, something or someone bumps so hard into Natsu’s back that he stumbles and the food he was holding flies forward all over the ground. Lucy who was walking right beside him is also hit, though managed to keep the drinks from being thrown too.

“What the fuck?!” He yells from the impact and Lucy cries out too.

The whole event was seconds in the making, like a blur of food flying, gasps around them, and immediate questions needing answers. Natsu moves to spin around to confront the person, when arms are quickly wrapping themselves around his body. Meanwhile, Lucy is sent into an emotional tailspin from the sight. Anger and frustration topping the list.

“Touka?!” Lucy screams.

“Touka?!” Natsu parrots his girlfriend since he can’t see behind him. He claws at the arms around him. “Get the fuck off me you crazy bitch!”

A crowd of gawkers gathers to see what was going on, and employees from the concession stand get on phones to call for security.

“Natsu! I can’t believe you’re cheating on me!” The woman retorts and digs in, holding on as tight as possible. “I’m your girlfriend not her!”

“You are not my girlfriend!” He screams as he tries desperately to untangle her arms from his body. “Let me you go you crazy nut case!”

“Touka, let Natsu go!” Lucy shrieks too, digging her nails into the woman’s arm. She didn’t care if she drew blood at this point because she’d had enough of Toukas antics. For months and months, the woman has harassed them. Always showing up and spying on them, approaching them with this same rhetoric. But it was the first time she’d become this physical, latching onto Natsu and not letting go. “Touka, you’re crazy! Leave us alone!”

“He’s mine!” The woman screams back. “Natsu’s mine and you stole him from me!”

“She didn’t steal nothin’ you demented freak!” Natsu finally pulls her locked arms away and flips her over his shoulder. Touka lands hard on her back to the gasps and murmurs of onlookers, but Natsu didn’t care at this point. He was too fed up with the stalker behaviors that’s been driven him crazy for almost three years now! “I can’t take it anymore! I’m pressing charges Touka since you won’t leave us alone!”

Sobbing on the floor but undeterred, Touka grabs for his ankle. “No! I’ll never give you up! Never!”

Natsu kicks her hand away, then grabs Lucy by the waist and pulls them both out of reach from the crazed blonde. “Stay away from me and Lucy, Touka! I mean it! This has gone too far!”

Lucy immediately turns and buries her face in his chest as he holds her close. Her mind was reeling and on the verge of tears. Why couldn’t she leave them alone! It had been frustrating until now, but this was getting scary. It felt like they didn’t have the freedom to be in public together without constantly worrying if Touka would show up. Usually, if there were people around, she was less likely to, so her actions this time showed an escalation in behavior.

In that moment, security arrived and takes charge of the situation. Two of the men secured Touka and haul her away to the building’s security office, while another questions the couple along with witnesses in the lobby. The pair tells them what happened and Natsu insists on pressing assault charges on Touka. Once witnesses confirm their story, the guards take all of the contact information and allow them to leave. Theater employees offer to replace their food for free, but Lucy is so shaken that she just wants to get out of there. It was nice of the staff to give them free vouchers for their next trip.

“I’m so sorry I ever doubted you, Natsu.” Lucy clung to his side as they walked the short distance to his apartment. “There’s something seriously wrong with that girl.”

“Shh,” he kisses her temple, “it’s okay. You were just protecting yourself. But I promise you, we’ll get through this.”

“Are you really gonna push the charges?”

“Hell yes, I should have done it long ago. Maybe then she would have taken it more seriously.”

“I hope so too. Maybe they’ll give her counseling in jail.”

When they arrive at Natsu’s apartment, Gray was home but napping in his room, so they set up in the living room. Lucy makes them drinks and microwave popcorn, then they put on a movie. It wasn’t the same as a theater experience, but at least it was cozy. She cuddles up on his lap with the bowl of popcorn on hers, trying to focus on the movie rather than the events of that day. He in turn keeps his arms around her body to hold her close.

Stuff like this was exactly what she feared in deciding to date Natsu, but she never thought it would go this far. She was too deeply attached to him to give up now and aside from dealing with Touka, he was everything he’d promised he would be, which was such a rarity that couldn’t be given up lightly. Lucy was comfortable with him, as if they’d known each other forever. Natsu was sweet, caring, affectionate, smart, handsome, funny, respectful of her no matter what. She could tell it pained him whenever stuff like this occurred, frustrated as if he was failing somehow. But it wasn’t all his fault. While yes, he could have been blunter with the woman in the beginning, Lucy had to admit that his caring nature was one of the reasons she loved him for. She couldn’t very well fault him for it now. Natsu also couldn’t control the fact Touka was just crazier than normal.

“You’re thinking about things, I can tell cause your brows are furrowing.” Natsu’s voice is soft as he speaks. “Do you wanna talk about it?”

Lucy shakes her head. “No. I’ll be okay, I promise. It’s just so hard to rap my brain around how some people can behave like that.”

“It would kill me, but I’d understand if you’re tired of having to deal with all this... or me.”

She turns slightly in his lap. “I’m not leaving. I’m— scared, but I’m not gonna let her win either. You’re just too good to give up.”

Natsu’s face softens further, slightly embarrassed at such an affirmation. He cradles her cheeks and kisses her lips gently. “It’s me who’s the lucky one.”

*Note: arare= shoyu flavored rice crackers. It's makes a really good snack, but if you add it to popcorn with some furikake omg so oishi, delicious!

For those that don't know who he is, Mamoru Miyano is a popular voice actor in Japan for both anime and he's done dub work for American movies like Pets/Pets 2, etc. He's also my favorite Japanese singer :) I love him so much, OMG.

Last note, the story does take a majorly angsty turn at this point. I swear this ends happier if you can handle the drama lol.

#nalu #nalu fan fiction #nalu fan fic #nalu Au #angst #Natsu dragneel #lucy heartfilia #strangers on a train #ch 15

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hellohellohellobingmetropcs · 5 years ago

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Zion huffed as he rolled over out of bed, getting ready to start his day. Without even a kiss or a 'goodbye' he made his exit from your shared home out into the world for his daily adventures.

"Lexi I'm pregnant" you whispered to your friend over FaceTime on your MacBook.

"What?!"

"I went to the doctors yesterday and got the results. I don't even know what to do"

"What did Zion say?"

"He doesn't know"

"You have to tell him. This is huge! Omg I'm so excited to be an auntie"

With an hours worth of convincing your best friend Alexis had you anticipating Zion's arrival to let him know the big news.

You had gotten up to do your daily morning routines. Before showering you pried the now squeezing wedding ring from your left ring finger that'll always remind you of the vows you and Zion stated in front of family and friends two years ago.

You settled for a bowl of cereal and Netflix for breakfast, eventually falling asleep with the time passing.

Between then and now Zion had made his way back home. Stopping in the bathroom to pee he noticed your ring on the sink. 'How careless of you? It could've fallen down the drain' he thought to himself.'

You woke up to Zion rambling at the door of the bed. Yawning and stretching yourself back to reality you soon realized what the fuss was all about when your eyes landed on the ring in his hand.

"Why the hell would you take it off? You know what I don't really care" he scoffed, dropping it on the tv stand.

"If you don't care why'd you ask?"

"What's your problem lately?"

"Me? Zion you pick fights with me over little shit. Yesterday I was too exhausted to make dinner so I was gonna order our food and you got all pissy"

"Ok that's one thing. (Y/N) you've been secretive lately. I feel like it's something you're keeping from me?"

"Mind your business"

"Your business became mine when you said I do"

"Sometimes I wish I hadn't said it" you chuckled bitterly, going for your car keys and cellphone.

"Where are you going? Stop running everytime shit gets bad"

You paid him no mind knowing that if you'd stay you'd say some things you'd regret.

Zion plopped down on the bed, trying to collect his thoughts on maybe why you'd taken the ring off. Your anniversary was coming up in less than a month but here you were arguing about a piece of jewelry.

The ringing of your MacBook caught him off guard before opening it to your best friend Alexis on the other side of the screen.

"Oh hey Zion"

"Hey Lexi"

"Where's (y/n)?"

"I don't know" he shrugged. "She left after we got into an argument but it's her fault"

"Fuck you mean you don't know? Stop acting like you don't care before it's too late"

"If she doesn't care why should I?"

"Zion stop treating my bestie like shit .. She's fucking pregnant and stressing her isn't helping. I swear if you don't find her tonight I'll—"

"(Y/N)'s pregnant?", his heart fell to his ass repeating that to himself. Never thought the day would come that he'd be saying he's a dad or even have a wife. Before meeting you the whole concept of marriage was overrated in his mind. In no way did you try to change his opinion but see how much he loves you he wanted to give you that fairytale ending you'd always dreamed of.

"Yes she's pregnant and you didn't hear this from me. I'm serious"

"Who else knows?"

"I think only me. Well you now too. Act surprised when she tells you!"

He shut the laptop, heading out to his car to find you. Luckily for him you had shared your location last night and forgot to turn it off. The current pin showed you were at a hotel just a few miles down the road.

"Did you see a woman about this tall, hair this long, cute face? I-I'm just trying to find my wife" he stammered over his word to the concierge.

"Cute face, huh? Seen one of those check into room 334"

He nodded, taking the elevator up to the third floor. "Open up baby I'm so sorry. It's me, Zion"

"I leave home to get away from you and follow me? How much more toxic could you get?" You rolled your eyes, walking away from the now opened door.

"Baby, you right and I know it. When you left I just had to step back for a moment for analyze myself as your husband. I haven't been treating as I should've. My mind has been racing lately and I just need you to hold me and all of my broken fuckups until I can get it right"

Hearing you were right for once was like a breath of fresh air. It was usual of Zion to smother you in 'I told you so's after proving his point.

"I'm so sorry how I've been treating you. I'm just stressed from the constant work schedule. I was so wrong for taking that out on you baby"

You plopped down on the king size bed trying not to burst into tears. Everything from the simplest apology, your news, the recent fights all have been building up into this moment.

"you mean the world to me— when I seen your ring on the sink I thought you took it off because you were done with me or something so I snapped"

"Next time talk to me instead of accusing me" you said hastily, "Zion it's been fight after fight and I'm tired"

Truth be told the new pregnancy has been making you sleep heavier, draining your energy, even had you gaining weight and it's only been 8 weeks. The ring feels way tighter than before so the thought of putting it on a necklace until you dropped the weight became a priority in your head.

You reached for the mini bottle of red wine provided by room service, “How did you find me?"

"Are you about to drink that?" His voice shook as he took closer steps to you.

Everyone knew you and Zion to be that lit couple that always sparked a little something or drank a little more than the rest so to see him question you about a $6 travel size bottle of red wine flicked a switch in your mind.

There's no way he couldn't not know of the pregnancy by now. Why else would he worry if you consume liquor that was only gonna get you a little buzzed?

"You know ?.." you whispered, putting the bottle back on the nightstand in its original ice bucket. "Lexi told you. I wanted to tell you myself"

"Don't be mad at her baby. You left your laptop and she kept calling so I answered it and she cursed me out and then it accidentally slipped out"

"Well" you shrugged, avoiding eye contact with Zion to prepare yourself for the worst. "Zion I'm sorry. You have a lot going on and we’re not in the best spot and now this"

As a wife your main focus was being his peace. When he felt sad or stressed you wanted to be the first person he came to. Thinking the pregnancy was just added stress you decided to keep it from him until you made up your mind.

"Hey hey hey don't be sorry" he reached out cupping your cheek, wiping away a tear rolling down. "We're gonna have a beautiful baby that we're gonna love so much and you're gonna be the best mommy"

"You wanna keep it?", Zion never struck you, or anyone else for that matter, as a person that cared for kids. Of course you'd always wanted a family but you were willing to wait for him.

"Of course. I mean it's your decision but—"

"Our decision. That'd be selfish of me to not include your feelings. If a baby is what you want then that's it. We're gonna be parents Z"

Maybe a baby was the missing piece to your relationship.

You extended your arms happily embracing his torso into your face.

"I love you (y/n)"

"I love you too Z"

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#zion kuwonu x reader #zion kuwonu imagines #prettymuch imagines

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coolestfinch · 4 years ago

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OMG I SO WANNA TALK THE WALKING DEAD WITH YOU!!! Some things about my relationship with TWD is a while ago (like 5 or so years ago) a fmr friend of mine gave me a necklace that had a bunch of ears on it (Daryl’s walker ear necklace from season 2) and I found out a couple months ago it was a soap on a rope thing from a loot crate and it crumbled in my hands when I was cleaning out my room 😔. Also, I hyperfixated on TWD during the Trump/Clinton election 4 give or take years ago and I unintentionally started hyperfixating on it again a few months before this election (I only realized that the night of the election 😳). (I also have a belief that TWD is a great stress relief show if you reverse psychology yourself enough!) And lastly, I’ve been thinking of doing a series of TWD fanfics lately that are strictly “What If?” scenarios and I’m REALLY excited to start them! I’m not really into writing fanfics for shipping, I’m more into “hey, that’s an interesting plot to explore” in fanfics. (I wanna really preface that I do NOT ship this pairing at all, but I just want to write what I believe their relationship would be like) I’m currently starting to work on a fanfic where Gregory manages to sell-out Sasha and Maggie at Hilltop and in order to protect Alexandria, she marries Negan. (I thought of it when I was rewatching 7X04). Anyways, sorry for ADHD rambling! It’s just very hard to find TWD fans these days and if you wanna talk about it at all, I’m here for it! DM me, come to my asks, tag me in things, ANYTHING. Have a great day, Finch!! 💖💖💖

HELL YESSSSSS when i saw ur url i fell in love with ur blog instantly. i would love to chat w you!!!!

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oinkawater · 5 years ago

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ok tumblr is a b word!! i was that anon that *tried* to request kageyama but tumblr fucked up my ask. can i ask for a scenario of kageyama and iwaizumi (separate please) based off the song I love you 3000 by stephanie poetri? the song is just so sweet and reminds me of those two. I couldnt find your rules anywhere so if two is too many than can you just do kageyama please? thank you babey 🥺💕

omg this song is SO bomb??? wtf and i hope you don’t mind that i’m writing it based off both versions that are out — the one with her singing alone and the one with jackson wang

guess which lyrics i used for kageyama and iwaizumi tho hehe i had soOoO much fun writing this it’s so much fluff 🥺 and i think i got a little carried away with iwaizumi’s, so that’s slightly longer

kageyama tobio

“What are you so worried about?” Tsukishima lies back on the bed, sipping on his juice. “(y/n) is going to say yes. There’s no reason she’d say the latter.”

“I feel like she knows,” Kageyama sighs, smoothing out the front of his polo shirt. He throws his head back and groans. “Now, what? What if (y/n) already knows?”

“You’ll be fine,” Tsukishima groans, rolling his eyes. “Now, head to the restaurant. You’re going to be late! Shoo out of my apartment already.”

“I wouldn’t be surprised if she knows! You and Hinata can’t keep your mouths shut!” Kageyama scowled at the blonde with an eyeroll. “She asked me the other day what I thought about marriage and I had to abruptly change the subject!”

Tsukishima rolls his eyes again and clicks his tongue in annoyance. He’s grown to like Kageyama after a while, but his stubbornness is just too much to deal with now. “Tobio. Get out of my apartment.”

Kageyama grabs his coat sprawled out on the bed, courtesy of Tsukishima who helped him prepare for the important night. “This apartment is just as much mine as it is yours. I pay rent.”

The setter does as he’s said. When he gets to the restaurant, he stays in his car for a while more. His thumb trails over the velvet material of the box the ring came in.

His eyes trail out to the restaurant itself. A small smile makes its way to his face as he sees you just arriving at the restaurant in your fanciest outfit.

You look so beautiful just standing there, at peace with everything and yourself. He feels his heart skip a beat and he just takes this as the only reassurance he needed to get himself to really go through with this.

He gets out of the car and slips the box back into his pocket. He locks the car door and quickly jaywalks across the street to get to you.

“You’re early,” Kageyama teases, head popping up just beside yours. He presses a quick kiss to your temple and rubbed your bare shoulder. “You look beautiful, by the way.”

“Tobio!” You cheer softly as you throw your arms around him to engulf him in a hug. “You look amazing. Ready to get a table?”

“More than ever,” Kageyama grins.

You make small talk as you were guided to the table and as you decided on what to eat. How his day was, your day, and if anything bad had happened. He’s relieved to know that your day was tolerable.

Hopefully, he’s able to make the day a lot better.

After you’ve placed your orders, he reaches over the table to take your hand into his. “Hey, I love you.”

“I love you too?” You answer quickly, head snapping up in caution. Your expression changes into a questioning stare as your eyes narrowed down. “Is this why we’re having dinner? Did you break something at my apartment that I haven’t noticed?”

“No,” Kageyama chuckles. He sits up a little straighter and his free hand reaches into his pocket. “Did you know that the day we met, I wanted to ask if you wanted to be by my side forever?”

“You’ve mentioned that,” you say slowly, caution still prominent in your tone. “This must be really bad, what you did.”

He ignores your accusations and continues to stare into your eyes. Now, looking at you upclose and clearer, he can’t stop picturing you walking down the aisle to get to him. Now he’s certain.

It’s not that he’s ever been uncertain about proposing to you. He just wants everything to be perfect. He doesn’t want to completely ruin the moment for such an important milestone in your relationship.

“Since I met you, I already knew I wanted you to be a part of my life forever,” Kageyama smiles sweetly. When he sees the change in your expression — your questioning stare was replaced by teary eyes and your lip parts as a gasp escapes them. “So... Now I’d like to make it official.”

Kageyama lifts up the hand with the ring’s box and swiftly opens it. He slides off to the side of his seat to get onto his knee on the floor. “Will you marry me?”

You stare down at him in shock. Your eyebrows are raised and your eyes are going back and forth between him and the ring. When you stay silent for 10 seconds longer than he expected, he clears his throat. Maybe you’re waiting for him to ask nicely.

“Please?”

Instinctively, you nod your head. “Yes. Yes, I’ll marry you!” You throw your arms around him again, dropping down on your knees to the floor to hug him. “We’re going to get married!”

Kageyama squeals softly as well, pulling away to (shakily) slip the ring onto your ring finger. He holds your face in his hands as he stares at you. “I love you. I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” you smile. “This is so unexpected, baby.” You take your time getting up to sit back in your chair. You just couldn’t take your eyes off the beautiful ring that hugged your ring finger perfectly. “This is the most beautiful thing ever.”

“You didn’t know I was going to propose?” Kageyama questions. “But Hinata and Tsukishima.”

“Tsukishima’s a sarcastic person and Hinata is a joker. Do you really expect me to fall for whatever they tell me at this point?”

iwaizumi hajime

You rest your head down on the pillow, a half open eye watching Iwaizumi’s back flex differently as he digs through the drawers for pyjamas. It’s definitely a sight for sore eyes.

The only thing you can hear in the back of your mind is Hanamaki and Matsukawa’s voice telling you that Iwaizumi’s going to propose. The pair’s sweet words are interrupted immediately when Oikawa scolded them for exposing his best friend’s plans.

Now whenever you’re out for dinner, or just out of the house in general, you’re on high alert. Is he going to propose? Is he going to pop the question? Were they just messing with your head when they said that?

You know you’d be able to sleep a lot more peacefully not knowing your boyfriend’s future plans.

The next thing you know, the spot on the bed behind you dips down and Iwaizumi’s arm makes it way to the exposed skin by your hip. He gives you a firm kiss on your shoulder. “Hey, there. Pillow talk time.”

“Of course,” you chuckle, turning over to face him. You give him a tired smile when you meet eyes. You just wanted to erase the fact that he’s proposing from your brain. You hated not knowing when he’s going to do it.

Does the ring look good? How much did Iwaizumi spend on it? Does it have a huge gem on it? Not that you even wanted a huge gem — that would be so heavy for your finger.

For a few moments, both of you are just staring into each other’s eyes. Iwaizumi’s eyes just give everything away.

You could tell he’s bothered about something. There’s a weird look of determination in his eyes, but you weren’t sure of what he’s even on about. As far as you knew, he didn’t have any problems.

Iwaizumi lets out a heavy breath. “You know, I’ve been thinking,” he whispers, closing his eyes. He inches forward and lets your foreheads touch. “Thinking about something important.”

“You can tell me anything,” you reassure him, giving the back of his hand a simple tap. “What’s bothering you?”

“I’ve been thinking about what it’s like to spend the rest of my life with you,” he admits softly. Immediately, all the noise that weren’t from either of you drowned out — the engine of your neighbour’s car pulling in, the birds chirping, the children screeching as they ran down the road. “I’ve been thinking about how that would be.”

“Are you having doubts about it?” You brace yourself for an answer. Iwaizumi doesn’t usually beat around the bush. When he does, it must be more serious than you thought. Maybe he’s growing tired of the relationship.

“I’ve been thinking about how good it would be if it happened.” His eyes open and a small smile stretches his lips. “Marry me, (y/n).”

Your eyes snap open as well. Your heart starts picking up its pace. A second ago, you’d completely forgotten about his alleged intentions to propose. You really thought he was on the brink of breaking up with you.

“What?” Your eyes narrow down in confusion. “Wait. What?”

“Oikawa told me that Hanamaki and Matsukawa spoiled my plans,” Iwaizumi chuckles with a small smile on his face. “I see how you’re always in a state of paranoia when we’re not in the house.”

You suck in a harsh breath and gritted your teeth. “I didn’t know I was that obvious about it.”

“So, I just wanted to make sure I surprised you,” Iwaizumi grins. “I wasn’t going to propose for another two months, actually. I don’t even have a ring yet — I don’t have enough money yet.”

“Yes,” you cut him off before he could ramble on any further. You nod and roll on top of him, face buried into his chest. “Yes. Let’s get married, Hajime. Yes!”

“Really?” Iwaizumi asks loudly, excitement matching yours immediately. “Even without a ring?”

“Baby, I don’t need an expensive ring,” you laugh, pulling away to look down at him. You grab the sides of his face and give him a peck to his lips. “As long as it’s you, I don’t need material things.”

Iwaizumi presses his lips together. His eyebrows furrow down and he stays silent for a few seconds, as if he’s deep in thought.

He reaches over to his nightstand, a hand holding onto your hip to make sure you don’t fall. He cuts off a short piece of thread from a roll of sewing thread on his nightstand.

You hold out your hand and he ties the short string around your ring finger. “I’ll get a ring tomorrow. Until then, this will be the declaration of my love for you.”

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tears on my pillow

Pairing : Taron Egerton x Reader (fem) WC: 1394 ~T; Taron’s pov ~R ; reader pov

It was a typical rainy day but there was nothing more you loved. You loved the sound of the rain hitting your front windows as you sit all bundled up watching movies all day. You decided to watch Kingsman:The Secret Service, not only was it a great movie but it had your best friend in it and you missed him a little extra today.

Taron and you had met a couple years ago and you couldn’t imagine your life without him anymore. The only problem was that you loved him and he doesn’t know. You cherished every moment with him a little different. You can’t really say when you fell for him, you just did.

At the moment he was away filming the second Kingsman movie and he’s been gone about 2 months already, so watching the movie was your way to have him here. About halfway through the movie your phone rings, Tarons’ face lighting up your screen for a face time.

“Hey Taron, how are you?”

“I’m good, just out for a walk between takes, I missed you so I thought I'd call” He smiled

“ I miss you too! I’m actually watching Kingsman again “ you laughed

~Your laughed warmed him heart like nothing else in this world~

“ well, I actually have a surprise for you but you'll have to do me one small favor” He called out pulling the phone close to him

“And what would that be?” you questioned

“ You'll have to open your door”

“What?” now very confused

“Open your door y/n, it’s a bit cold out here”

You jumped off the couch and ran to the door, quickly opening it. There he stood with that stupid smug smile on his face. ‘Omg’ you let out as you pulled him to a hug ‘what are you doing here?”

“Good to see you too’ following you into the living room ‘So were actually heading to London for a couple weeks and I thought you'd love to come” he finished causing a shocked expression to cover your face.

“Yeah, the plan leaves tonight so I’d go pack if I were you” Taron begins as he hits play on the movie, shooting you a smile. You lunged towards him giving a light kiss to his cheek; “I’ve missed you” you said just loud enough that he'd hear.“Go pack love, we should head out soon” .

~~~ T ~~~

As she walked away she let her hand linger on my chest then up and over my shoulder and it drove me crazy. I’ve missed her so much while being gone and when you heard that we were changing locations, you just had to bring her along. So here you were.

I fell for her long ago. The way she puts her hair up in messy buns, the way her sweaters always hang off one shoulder. The way she always laid her head in your lap when watching movies. I mean it was all the little thing and everything else in between. “Okay, I'm ready” I heard from behind me, turning to see her standing there with this huge smile and her two suitcases. I’d tell her one day.

~R~

You and Taron were in the car almost to the airport, light music playing in the background. You kept sneaking quick looks at him. “Oh by the way were gonna be on the jet” he shoots you a look “WHAT! No way, how exciting” you said interlocking your own hands together under your chin

“ Hey I'm going to order breakfast do you want something?” you call from the kitchen in the hotel room

“ No i’m alright’ his head peaks out of the door frame ‘ sorry but I actually have to run to set for a bit, it shouldn’t be long, just have a few things to get done for a couple scenes”

“Yeah okay no prob, I think I'm going to go swimming and then just chill till you get back” he nods in response as he leaves.

It’s now 1:00 am and Taron isn’t back , haven’t got any text on an eta and your down one whole bottle of wine and just opened a second. Taking a bath was the next step in this lonely and miserable night. It was always harder to hide your true feelings about things when you were drinking. Ask the right questions and suddenly your secrets were not so secret anymore.

So now your sitting in the bath with a second bottle of wine and sad music to make yourself more sad because well were already here. You felt like being in love with Taron was pointless, he clearly didn’t feel the same. Every time I looked at him from him doing a press tour or sitting on the couch watching movies it was like the first time I was seeing him. It hurt yeah but you’d rather feel that then not have him in your life at all.

Normally you'd wright in your journal but in case he would accidentally stumble across it and read things he doesn’t need to know you don’t have it, so the notepad on your phone would have to do. Getting out of the bath, slipping on shorts and one of Tarons shirts before sitting on bed to take your miserable self pity notes and finishing your wine.

~~T~~

I was told it was only going to be a few hours but here we are at 2 a.m finally wrapped up and heading to the hotel . To say I felt horrible was an understatement. It wasn't long after I got to the set that my phone died and I was just so busy that I totally forgot to text y/n to let her know what's going on. Hoping you were still up when I arrived so I could apologies and try to make it up to you.

Upon arrive to my disappointment the room was quiet except for the faint sound of the TV in the bedroom. Walking towards the room I see an empty bottle of wine which makes me chuckle quietly but quickly stop when I see the second empty bottle on the nightstand. She was asleep in my shirt all bowled up with the top sheet barely covering her legs. Walking up next to the bed to pull the sheet up I noticed her phone next to the bottle and it was open on the notes. Normally I would have just locked it but the title of the page was ‘I can't help but love him’ which made me pick it up.

A couple of tears fell from mynow red eyes as I came to an end of the entry. At first I was worried it was love for another but that's not what it was at all. Taking a look at y/n’s face I could see that the pillow case was wet. The thought that she cried herself to sleep because of me broke my heart. Suddenly she started to shift and sit up a bit and I quickly wiped my face.

“Taron? Taron whats wrong?” she looked concerned until she saw the phone in my hand.

She was just looking everywhere, a million things probably going through her mind.

“ y/n I um-”

“ you weren't supposed to see that’ finally looking at you ‘ I didn’t mean to make you upset ” she whispered as a tear rolled down her cheek

“ I didn’t know you felt like that, I-I didn't know that you'd rather be hurting then not be around me. Why didn’t you tell me”

“ I didn’t know how you felt and I didn’t want to lose you over it. Taron you have to understand your my best friend and I thought keeping my feelings to myself was better”

“ I love you” “ what” “ I love you, I have for a while”

She sat up and scooted closer to me. Setting one leg behind me and the other over my waist, then gently setting a hand on my face so I would face her. Setting her forehead against mine she then whispered ‘i love you Taron”.

~T/R~

The next day was filled with light touches and kisses as you explored the city. You'd always imagined how this would feel and now that it's a reality it was more than you could have ever wished for. It was a dream come true.

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