#a couple of months ago I thought nooooo

[leclercloml]

Enchanted to meet you | CL16

part 1 , part 2

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x singer!reader

Summary: cheating in never a option it's a choice, a choice that he made while she loved him with her whole heart but you know there's nothing that she do better than revenge.

Genre: SMAU

warnings: google translated french, grammar mistakes, incorrect time line to match the story line, A LOT of charles slandering (I'm sorry my love)

Author's note: important! this is not any kind hate towards alexandra she's a beautiful woman from inside and outside this is all fiction and if I see ANY hate toward her in comments you'll be blocked...and also this fic is slandering our it boy as well, so don't attack me for that because I love that guy sm, my username and profile should explain a lot, that's it hope you y'all like it 🫶🏻

fc: Gracie Abrams

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celebnews do you believe in fairytale? Well...no not anymore, the popular singer and songwriter Y/n L/n and formula 1 driver Charles Leclerc recently made their relationship public, they were also given the nickname called "the it couple" everything seemed perfect and fairytale and rainbows until few days ago Charles was spotted with a girl on his yatch which sources says is an arts student named Alexandra saint melux and the duo looked pretty comfortable around eachother, or more than comfortable meanwhile y/n was in new york for her work, thoughts on this?

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yourinstagram I would rather spend my time a honest whore rather than a dishonest lover. (ps: that wasn't me on my story, i don't cry over disappointments 🥰)

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yourinstagram girls dinner ft. some stupid boys🥂 (they begged us to come)

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celebnews

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celebnews when at some point we all thought Charles Leclerc was regretting his decision or mistake, he infact was not, yesterday charles leclerc and probably his new girl alexandra saint mleux was seen leaving a fancy restaurant in Monaco, few fans said that the 'couple' seemed very happy and after that they both left to charles appartment in his custom pista, that's a very shameless behaviour. thoughts?

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charles_leclerc there's a thing called privacy.

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ps: I finally did it! Thank you soooo much for waiting! And yes there will be part 4 AND once again this is no hate to charles or alexandra this is all just fiction so take it lightly, thank you 🫶🏻

[missellaneousworks]

Enough - A SDJ Shaun x OC Drabble

I missed that it was Shaun's birthday a couple of weeks ago. And it's a crime how little I've written about our favorite cat-man since he's one of my fav boys. Let's change that.

Context: Takes place shortly after Ian moves away, but before the break-up. Contains some one-sided pining.

Something is Wrong With Sunny Day Jack is a +18 ONLY series. MINORS DNI.

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"How 'bout this one?" Shaun flipped yet another horror DVD in front of Ella's face. The title was one that she heard of before, but not one she had seen yet.

"Sure, if you want to," she attempted to smile cooly, attempting to mask the anxiety in her voice. Shaun took her a moment to study here before he placed it back down with an unconvinced sigh.

"C'mon, Els, that's the third time you've agreed to a movie without really meaning it," Shaun gave a long, exasperated sigh at his dear friend.

"It's your Birthday, ya goober," Ella playfully shoved his arm. "You should pick out the movie!"

"Pfft, my birthday was two weeks ago, Els. Though, I appreciate you trying to make it up to me." That earned her a flippant wave of his hand. "I've already watched all of these. Unlike you, my little scardey cat."

"Heeeeey," Ella protested. "I can handle scary movies--"

"Uh-huh."

"--I can handle scary movies a lot better now than at the beginning of college!!"

"Suuuuure you can, Els."

"Heeeey!" Ella gripped the small, panda-printed couch pillow and proceeded to thwack Shaun in the arm.

"What, I'm just agreeing with you~!" Shaun snickered, blocking Ella's blows from her plushy blunt trauma weapon. "The mighty Ella has conquered her fears and now thirsts for blood! Nooooo!"

Ella gave one final, soft smack with her weapon of choice before Shaun dramatically collapsed on the ground, defeated and unmoving. Ella gave a long sigh before she finally made her decision. "Okay, okay! Let's waaaaatch... this one!" Ella chose a movie that piqued her interest. She had heard good things about the film's special effects and main monster, and according to Shaun, it would be a good watch.

Like the proverbial Dracula rising from his coffin, Shaun sat up with a toothy triumphant grin. "See? Was that so hard?"

Ella gave a half-hearted shrug, turning to check the connection of the tiny digital camera and setting up the waiting room on their streaming platform. "It's our last movie stream together, so... I sort of got stuck on trying to pick a good one. Thought it'd be more meaningful if it were up to you."

That caused Shaun to pause for a moment after he inserted the DVD. He had wondered why Ella had been a little more quiet than usual. He thought it was because she was missing her boyfriend, Ian, but then it occurred to him...

With Ian leaving for school to become an actor just a few months ago and Shaun leaving in a few days to start shooting his new film, Ella would be all alone. It didn't take a mind reader to tell Shaun that she was sad over it. To be honest, despite the new opportunity he was about to receive, Shaun was going to miss Ella. A lot. Ever since college, she was a huge supporter of his work and often volunteered to give feedback on his scripts, including bits and pieces of his newest flick. She often half-joked that Shaun made her a little more brave by exposing her to horror films.

But Ella? Ella gave Shaun more than she could possibly ever know. She gave him advice when he needed it, support when he was stuck on writing a script, and unconditional kindness. It showed when she invited him to stay at her folks' place during Thanksgiving after he... separated from his only remaining family. Ella's folks had invited him in with open arms, showing the same warmth Ella had given him countless times. She gave Shaun boundless inspiration -- it was a crime how unaware Ella remained regarding her infectious creativity. Shaun would shout it to the rooftops if he could. But the most important thing Ella had given Shaun throughout the years... was her friendship.

And that... was enough for Shaun. More than enough, but he didn't want to say it out loud, worried that it would make it weird for some reason. Ella was very dear to him. In truth, he was attracted to her nearly from the get-go. And that affection grew over time. But this was enough, their friendship was enough. And as long as Ella was happy with Ian, Shaun was happy for her. She deserved it.

Shaun reached out in an attempt to offer Ella some small comfort, he wanted to touch her face and tell her it was going to be okay but... he hesitated. That wouldn't be appropriate, would it? Even if they were both physically affectionate with one another. Pausing, his hand landed on her shoulder, which caused Ella's chocolate-brown eyes to meet his.

'C'mon, Shaun... say something to make her feel better!'

"Els, you know we can still do our weekly movie streams even though we'll be apart, right?" Shaun kept a light smirk on his face but cringed cringed internally. That wasn't as emotionally impactful as he was going for. But before he could reiterate, Ella gave him a confused look.

"Yes, it is? I mean, we only have one camera and one mic. We can't exactly do this again until you come back."

"Sure we can!" Shaun's lips quirked into a knowing smile. "You can keep the camera and the mic, and I'll buy a new one when I'm moved into my apartment."

Ella guffawed at Shaun's suggestion. "Shaun, sweetie, I can't do that! That will be expensive!"

"I've got some money leftover from purchasing the new place," he stated nonchalantly. "I'm good for it, Els!"

"B-but you're going to be busy filming and script writing, and directing and--"

"We'll drop the movie streams to once every two weeks! Just because I'm working doesn't mean I shouldn't take breaks."

"That's a lie and you know it," Ella challenged him. "I remember you cramming during finals. You were awake for a solid twenty-four hours!"

"Twenty-six, but who's counting?" He joked as Ella rolled her eyes.

Ella was running out of ammo, causing her to stutter over her words. "I-I can't just accept this, Shaun. It's sweet, b-b-but--"

"Then think of it as an early birthday present!" Shaun kneeled next to where Ella sat on the worn couch. "C'mon, Ella...! Ella-ella-ella. Ella-Banana. Ella-Banano-Fo-Fana-Fe-Fi Bananza-Ellllllllaaaaaaaaa~!"

"You're not going to take 'no' for an answer, are you?" She resided.

"Nope! Except your faaaate~! MWA HA HA HA HA--!" Shaun sinisterly laughed before he began coughing in his over-exuberance. Luckily, Ella wholeheartedly laughed at his antics, causing her to lurch over, clutching her stomach in a joyous fit of giggles.

"All right, all right! You have bested me this time, Kitty-man. But I'll get you back one day!"

Shaun rose to his feet and bent over in a regal bow before his friend. "I look forward to the day, but until then," he unceremoniously flopped on the couch next to her. "MOVIE TIME!"

"HELL YEAH, MOVIE TIME!" Ella cheered as she set the laptop down and began to run the stream for their beloved audience, the mood lifted, and happy once more, just as Shaun wanted it.

As long as he could make Ella happy in some small way, to see her innocently sweet smile, to hear her laugh around him... it was enough.

[strawberrybaat]

Ace steals a label printer and decides to be a menace.

Part 2! Part 3!

Almost a year ago I bought a label printer at Goodwill, and the next day in was thinking about Ace being a menace with one. So that's how this came up!

As usual, @rose-lord-of-simps pitched in. And I will be making it's additions purple! Like normal.

This is gonna be part 1, btw. It's longer than my Beauty and the Beast one.

I have little breaks of conversation, and because it's just spurt they're gonna be colored. Code! Ace, Deuce, Yuu/MC. These are the colors I'm using!

☆ This all started because Ace decided to steal a label printer from the staff lounge. And now he decided to create absolute chaos. He's doing a shitty, mini evil laugh because he doesn't wanna get caught yet.

☆ He gets Epel, Deuce and Yuu involved. Yuu starts it all off by writing "useless bird", prints it, and sticks it on Crowley's office door.

☆ Epel decides to types out "pretentious prick" and attempts, keyword attempts, to stick it on something of Vil's.

~ ♡ He was promptly caught by Rook. he'd let it slide if it said "beautiful pretentious prick"

~ ♡ He'd let the label/sticker slide if it was a compliment. A genuine compliment.

☆ Someone Yuu types "sad dragon" and tries to stick it on something of Malleus'

~ ♡ Sebek is appalled, Lilia thinks it's funny,Silver doesn't know what to think

~ ♡ Silver wouldn't know whether to laugh, rip it off, or hug Malleus

~ ♡ If Malleus had seen it, Silver does all three. A quick, surprised/confused laugh, quicking covering it up with an "Oh, oh no. Oh nooooo." silently chuckling as he peels it off and gives a pouting Malleus a side hug.

~ ♡ Half the reason he's giving Malleus a hug is because Lilia pulled him into it, the other is because he genuinely feels slightly bad about it.

~ ♡ Sebek is fumming, too angry on Malleus' behalf to get pulled in to the hug.

~ ♡ If Malleus isn't pouting after having seen it, Lilia would be the only one to hug him. If he didn't see it all together, Lilia still hugs him and Malleus is just confused as fuck.

~ ♡ Yuu apologizes if he's pouting about it on their night walk.

☆ Someone put "touch starved" on Azul's locker. His locker. And he, for the life of him, can't figure out who it fucking was.

~ ♡ Jade's good at lying, Floyd couldn't be bothered to figure out how the printer works, and the braincell trio are still scared of the octatrio. Yuu less so of Azul.

~ ♡ Spoiler alert! It was Jade! Yuu gave him the idea in passing.

☆ Someone put "sunshine" on Kalim's door and he's really happy about it.

☆ Ace wants to play Cupid.

~ ♡ If there's a couple that has really obvious chemistry, to him or to everyone, he's making a label saying "JUST KISS ___ ALREADY!" and sticking it to both parties things.

~ ♡ If he's doing it for Yuu and someone else, Ace is yelling at Yuu, and Yuu is yelling at him, all the while he's sticking labels on the other person's things.

"Ace, what does the other half of this say-""IT'S ABOUT TIME YOU TWO-" Or "Ace, what are you writing?" "Oh, it's ABOUT TIME Y'ALL FUCK!" "But you can't just write that and stick it on his DOOR!" "You gonna look at me and tell me I'm wrong?!" "..." "That's what I fuckin thought."

☆ Ace gets the silent treatment for a month, even if it works. Yuu is hella salty.

~ ♡ Deuce probably punches him once he hears about it.

☆ Ruggie tells them to put "lazy asshole" on Leona's door.

~ ♡ They do it. Kinda.

~ ♡ They write it and make Ruggie actually put it on his door.

☆ EVERY student in Scarabia wants them to put "Snake", or something mean on Jamil's door. Minus Kalim.

~ ♡ They're not still salty, nooooo! Where'd you get that idea? They totally got over the fact that Jamil made them stay at NRC during their winter break, putting them through hell in the desert, and trying to pawn it off as NRC's brightest boy's plan!

~ ♡ Real shit? Yuu is making bids. The highest offer gets to write/make the label and they'll stick it on one of Jamil's things.

~ ♡ If Kalim finds out about it, there's two options on what he's doing. He's either stopping the function normally, or he's becoming the highest bidder and leaving a compliment on Jamil's door.

~ ♡ No one can out bid him. Not a single one of his dorm members. And know Yuu is set for months.

~ ♡ Uses almost all of it to fix Ramshackle. And then bird brain finds out about it, cause of the repairs, and takes the money that wasn't used for "causing a commotion".

☆ If someone writes "cute" or "adorable" and sticks it on to one of Epel's things, Ace is getting beat up.

~ ♡ Absolutely does not matter if Ace is the one who made it or not, he's getting the blame.

~ ♡ Spoiler, it was Yuu and Deuce. It is undecided if Ace knows if it was them or not.

☆ Leona either bribed the trio, or just took the printer, and put "creep" or "stalker" on Rooks door.

~ ♡ If he bribed them, Rook shot an arrow through the label as a warning before the trio could even stick it on.

~ ♡ They all kinda fear him, so they didn't try again.

☆ Ace put "zero to a hundred" on Deuce.

~ ♡ Not on his door or anything. Just...on him. Right on his forehead.

~ ♡ Meanwhile, Yuu sticks "himbo" on him. And on Silver's locker.

☆ Someone put "mega gamer" on Idia's door? It's unclear who.

~ ♡ Man doesn't care one bit. If, when he leaves, and notices it, he just goes "HA! Yeah!". Even if the culprit meant it as an insult, he doesn't know, and doesn't care.

☆ Ace is mean enough to think about putting "robo-bitch" on Ortho's door.

~ ♡ Lives in fear of the brothers, mainly Ortho, so he doesn't go through with it.

☆ I'd like to think he's into obscure-ish music, and he decided to label everyone with either a song title or lyric and almost nobody gets it.

~ ♡ Ortho would, after searching, and Idia might have like a 25% chance of knowing wtf this man wrote.

~ ♡ Some of them he means as an insult...most he means as an insult.

~ ♡ Cater and Trey have knowledge of, mostly, obscure trivia, shit that would get them the question of "why would you know that". It indirectly gives Ace material to work with. It also makes him look it up.

☆ His favorite person to bully with the labels is Riddle, because he doesn't have any knowledge that Ace stole the label printer.

☆ Also sticks a bunch of random ass tiktok memes to everyone's door, locker, or bag.

~ ♡ He's on a weird, cursed side of tiktok. Very, very few people get the meme's. The ones that do either laugh or go "oh shiiiiiiiit".

~ ♡ It's usually on Riddle, and any student that has overblotted, so it's almost always the "oh shiiiiiiiit" reaction.

~ ♡ Idia gets tamer shit. Shit like "shut it", "Walmart Hades" and it's almost always on his door. A couple times he stuck it on his tablet, just so Ace knows Idia saw it.

☆ The only people to get any sort of nice, or nicer, nickname/label would be Deuce and Yuu.

~ ♡ Also, sidenote, he would give someone a fuckin My Little Pony nickname.

~ ♡ He had an mlp phase at six, and still listens to some of the songs.

[spinnysocks]

for the character ask thing... how about ur thoughts on my fave cat, Dovewing ? <3

yeah she exists. uh. i definitely have not cried to the map bugbear or the pmv sandy because she's so relatable nooooo definitely not /sarc

when i read the warriors books as a wee child her story didn't catch my eye 😭 but as i've gotten older i understand her appeal so much. i remember the first time i watched bugbear and i was like oh. i really understand her character better now and i took the time to look into her more. i was going through a tough time back then so i think her character became a relatable comfort

and then the sandy pmv came out a couple months ago and i felt alllll the feels again, especially as i love alex g. music and visual art really help me understand things better than reading, so i use maps and pmvs to help me get an understanding of characters! dovewing is one of those

she's had such a hard life, i feel terrible for her. i want to platonically kiss her head and give her all the rest she deserves. i haven't read the newer arcs but i hope she's happy in shadowclan :)

so yeah! she's a comfort character of mine, the designs people make of her are so fucking cool, i will fight her haters till the last breath leaves my body, and the people like you who have her as your favourite character i respect. i think she would be my favourite of all time if i joined the fandom more recently but i am emotionally attached to whitestorm forever <3 i lovewing dovewing

[a-court-of-moonlight-and-ire]

A while ago I had a very lovely conversation with @feyres-divorce-lawyer about Tamlin and the way his stans treat him and Feylin and Ive been having a lot of thoughts about that. Essentially, we talked about how Tamlin stans will often claim to be 'better' in some way than Rhysand stans because they dont excuse all of their faves actions but I mean, do they? like actually? I dont mean to generalize because I have seen people who actually dont excuse his actions, but theres an awful lot of people who have posted some variantion of "well, atleast i dont excuse tamlins actions 😊" when they have either previously posted or will go on to post some variantion of "ugh I cant believe feyre would break up with a man who did nothing but upset her, when he was trying so hard and struggling and his actions werent even that bad" or worse, some variation of "feyre's sooooo stupid, if some handsome fae lord wanted me to just wear beautiful dresses and be his pretty little wifeling I would do as he says 😍😍" like hey dawg, I hate to tell you this but thats just straightup misogyny. You can indulge in your fantasies of being a rich magical victorian guy's tradfwife without implying that other women are stupid for not wanting that. Also if you think that and also complain about acomaf and feysand being bad because its just a self-indulgent billionaire's wife fantasy, please consider that you basically want the same thing but with a different aesthetic. Which isnt bad in it of itself obviously, I just find this kind of hypocrisy very annoying

The way I see it, theres a couple reasons why the (positive) discourse around Tamlin is like this:

Tamlin stans get harassed for liking him or even just debunking blatantly false claims from Rhysand stans (such as the claim that Tamlin said Feyre looked better when she lost weight while Rhysand said she looked better when she gained weight which seems oddly persistant, even though I dont think Tamlin ever commented on her weight in acotar, and Im pretty sure that he only commented on how thin she was in acomaf in the context of how bad she looked), so they get very defensive about him, which is understandable

Tamlin is out of character in acomaf which leads a lot of people to dismiss his actions that upset Feyre because "acotar!Tamlin wouldnt do that though!" and like, thats true and I get it but it doesnt really matter when we're talking about their relationship and Feyre's decision to leave him from an in-universe perspective. Like, imagine if someone in your life opened up about how their previously wonderful partner started to exhibit some abusive behaviours and you were like "nooooo theyre just being out of character right now, its fine, you should stay with him". And obviously its different when its real people vs fictional characters, but my point here is that its nonsensical to earnestly engage with this relationship from and in-universe standpoint only to then use an out-of-universe thing that doesnt actually factor into their relationship to explain why it fell apart

Tamlin is less bad than Rhysand, even in acomaf, and excuses for his behaviour sound less ridiculous to people who think more critically about these books, which most Tamlin stans do; "he locked her up in his manor, but only because she was going to get herself in real danger" sounds a lot less ridiculous than "he sexually assaulted her for months on end, but only in order to protect her from drawing Amarantha's attention (when she wasnt even paying attention to her in the first place)", but again, Feyre is still allowed to be upset by that. I feel like theres this line of thinking among certain Tamlin stans where theyre like "yeah, tamlin locked feyre up in the manor and it rightfully upset her, but later on in the series rhysand locked her in a magical shield that prevented her from having any physical interacting with the outside world and she was fine with it, so she shouldve been fine with whattamlin did" and its like no!! If we're using real-world standards, which I understand we are from acomaf onward, then Feyre does not need any kind of justification for breaking up with someone. Tamlin couldve been the most wonderful and perfect and non-traumatized boyfriend ever and it wouldve been perfectly fine for her to be like "hey man, im not really vibing with this" and leave

And this I think is the most important thing because its what the two previous points ultimately stem from; they buy into the foundation of the narrative that these books present, which is that Feyre needs a man in her life, she needs to pick one of these two toxic guys or else her life isnt complete and she wont ever recover from her trauma, she needs good sex and romantic love in order to stop being broken. And I get it, you do need to buy into the narrative in order to properly engage with it, but whats the point of being critical of the misogyny in these books if youre not going to take a step back and realize when youre just accepting it?

And this is where I would have to start getting into the misogynistic baggage thats attached to mainstream romance as a genre and how trying to do all those typical steamy m/f romance tropes (the MOST dominant man, sexually inexperienced fmc, dubcon/noncon, rough sex, etc etc) while also trying to be feminist is setting yourself up for failure as an author, and setting your audience up for failure when they discuss your work, but Im getting tired and this is a pretty long post so Im gonna stop here. If you are interested in my further thoughts on this, idk maybe send me an ask and I'll get back to it. For now, I'll say that I dont think its impossible to write an m/f romance thats feminist, but know for a fact that its impossible for SJM

[snowball-doie]

first of all, good luck on yoru surgery dear!

i was thinking, okay reina isnt jaelous of jooha's dad situation... but aren't the other boys jaelous of jaehyun for becoming possesive to the point of making ahri pregnant with his bio child while the other just are on a limbo about paternity

Thank you !! 💚 (I’m somehow less worried about the surgery itself and more about the recovery/outcome… but also wtf im gonna say in front of my parents while high 😭 when I got my wisdom teeth out a couple of years ago, I didn’t say anything bad, I just started communicating in sign language and they don’t know ASL so they were confused asf 😭😭😭)

YES THE BOYS GET JEALOUS 110%. I briefly mentioned this in the dad!Jungwoo post— But after Jooha’s born, and time has passed, and it’s time to get back to sexy time, Jungwoo is the first to bring it up, that he wants a baby that’s his. And Ahri’s like *bonk* “Reyna and Jooha are your kids”. But nooooo he wants a kid that he knows is his, like Jae got. But he’s also not going to push it. BUT ALSO- ….Ahri can’t stop thinking about it………. Another kid. (It’s baby fever galore but she can’t recognize it while she’s in the thick of it)

Johnny’s caught off guard when Ahri initiates sex with him one night. He’s been trying to be gentle and keep away from touching her because she’s still healing somewhat, and he’d rather she rest than push herself too hard. Even though the doctors say she’s fine to have sex again and she’s more than ready, Johnny’s hesitant. While she’s on top of him, cold hands wandering under his sleep shirt, kisses trailing all over his face and neck, Johnny finds himself enjoying it. He’s missed touching Ahri. Missed having her touch him. Recently, he got to let off some steam when Doyoung visited from the military, and Johnny can’t remember the last time sex felt so good. Truly. But with Ahri, his head is spinning, and he’s on the verge of cracking. “I want another baby,” she whispers to him. Johnny’s knocked out of his trance in an instant. “I want one with you,” she continues. He sits up slightly, “What?” “I really want another one, J! Please!” He doesn’t get it. She can’t just go around popping kids out every few months, what’s gotten into her? What? Why not? She wants more, so what’s the problem? They have a big house and plenty of parents to look after some more kids…… Why not? Why’s he being weird? “I thought we agreed Reyna and Jooha are enough,” he argues. “Yeah………. But I want one with you…” “Reyna and Jooha are mine.” “You know what I mean.” “No, I don’t.” And he’s already shuffling out of bed. “J, I was thinking about it, and I just want a few more….. One with you, one with Hyuck, and maybe one with Tae.” Johnny nearly faints, “Jesus, Ahr, we’d out numbered.” Ahri chuckles, “Wouldn’t it be fun, though?” “We don’t need more kids, especially not with two little ones already running around.”

So. Johnnys not jealous. Nope. But jungwoo’s still on his thing about wanting a kid of his own before enlisting— And Hyuck’s got half a mind about it too. Taeyong coming back from the military means it’s always a fuck-fest in the house with various people, but a common theme seems to be wanting to fill Ahri up now. Even Mark is getting a bit needy, whispering things in her ear while balls-deep about how he wants to be the next one to knock her up (completely unaware of the fact HE ALREADY DID)………

Johnny and Yuta have to put a ban on unprotected sex ‘til they all calm tf down. If they’re getting baby fever that bad, go hold the puking baby and remind themselves THEY DONT NEED MORE! If they’re thinking about all the blissful months of watching Ahri show more and more, JUST REMEMBER THE PAIN OF DELIVERING THE DAMN THINGS! Someone pass Johnny and Yuta a cigarette, they fucking need it, good LAWD. “If any of you get her pregnant again, you’re sleeping on the couch all nine months of it, and you’re changing every damn diaper by yourself. capiche?” Yeah, that’ll knock the baby fever right out of anyone— Hell, even the way Johnny said it with so much anger made Mark see God pfftttt. They just wanted to have a few more kids…… There isn’t any harm in that! All Jae had to say was “I want another one” and Ahri made it happen… Feels unfair they can’t have the same treatment…. “Puking baby,” Johnny says, pointing to Jooha who’s fussing in Yuta’s arms. “Demon child,” he points to Reyna who’s running around the living room in a princess costume, wielding a plastic pirate sword. “No more.” “OKAY but that’s his fault,” Jungwoo argues, pointing at Reyna then pinning the blame on Yuta. Johnny rolls his eyes, “No. More.” …sir, yes, sir….. 😔

[starsin-youreyes]

husband!jungkook drabble #01

❧ pairings: jungkook x f!reader

❧ genre/warnings: fluff, established relationship, pregnant!reader

❧ word count: 541 words

a/n: i came across a post where someone overheard a couple arguing and the pregnant lady said that she's right because she has two brains and he only has one. 😭 lower case intended. not proofread.

jungkook's been taking care of you more ever since you both found out that you're pregnant.

making you drink a cup of tea before bed so you'll sleep better despite you still being able to sleep just fine, massaging your feet even though you stayed at home the whole day and didn't do much walking, doing the dishes all the time because what if you suddenly feel nauseous when washing the plates and you fall and hit your head? a bit dramatic but he argues that prevention is better than cure. it was nice at first, you love your husband very much. but you're so bored! you still go out for walks, but only when he's with you. you understand him, of course, he just wants to show you how much he values you and your baby.

and then you find out that you're not only having a baby, it's actually babies! twins! you're having twins and jungkook can't stop himself from tearing up a bit at the thought that in a year or two, you're gonna have a mini you or mini him or even better, mini both of you's wobbling around your home, trying their very best to learn how to walk with their adorable little legs.

you're 26 weeks pregnant now and just like always, jungkook's all over you. the side of his handsome face is currently pressed on your very pregnant belly, reading a book you bought two months ago. he read somewhere that talking to your babies while their still in the womb is good, you feel like your babies actually like hearing his voice. you do, too.

you want to go to sleep already but he wants to finish the book, he told you that it'll be 5 minutes more 20 minutes ago. you guess all that cooing and kissing at your stomach is delaying him much more than you like.

"jungkook~" you whine.

"what is it, love? do you want your tea now?" he asks you affectionately.

"nooooo, i wanna sleep now!"

"but you'll sleep much better if you have your tea." he argues and sits up to rub your back up and down.

"i could've been deep in my sleep already if you agreed to continue reading that story tomorrow!"

"you can't know that." he responds with a pout.

"yes, i can! i have three brains and you have one!"

jungkook stutters at your argument, mind going blank for a moment before letting out a chuckle.

"i'm sorry, love. i should've known my place. my single brain is nothing against your triple brain." he tucks a hair behind your ear and showers kisses all over your face.

content with his response, you let him tuck you in and hold you close to his chest from behind.

with your three brains, you manage to get him to back off a little, he lets you wash the dishes sometimes when you insist, you don't want to do it all the time of course. seriously, no one wants that! he divides the story he reads to your babies in two parts. feet massages are needed often now so you welcome it with no complaints.

you thank your lucky stars that you have him as your husband.

[holland24-7]

I’m doing good I’m on some new shit. PART 3 (Social Media AU)

Tom Holland x Reader.

SUMMARY: One where y/n and Tom dated but broke up and she’s finally moving on after months of suffering.

MUSIC CLAIM: Taylor Swift

PART 1  PART 2 

tomholland2013 ✓

Liked by yourinstagram, harryholland64, selenagomez and 22,928,872 others.

tomholland2013 ✓ have the happiest of birthdays @yourinstagram (sorry for the picture, forgot I had it in my phone, had to post it, hope you don’t hate me) xxx

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yourinstagram ✓ Nooooo, why are you posting this picture??? You promised you wouldn’t Tom 😭

tomholland2013 ✓ My bad but I had to, you look beautiful!

zendaya ✓ Never trusting you again with a camera, that’s for sure...

hollanderrr12 I would trade my life for y/ns in a heartbeat tbh

spideyboy Is this picture recent? Thought she was dating another guy

y/nno1fan I think he took this on a vacation they took like a year and a half ago when they were still together, y/n has some pictures in those same pajamas around that time

brooklynbeckham ✓

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brooklynbeckham ✓ Happy halloween from Mr. and Mrs. Smith @yourinstagram 🔥🖤

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yourinstagram ✓ We’re so hotttttt 🥵

bellahadid ✓ wifey ❤️

brooklyngf.1 favorite matching Halloween costume ever

myworldisy/n I love them sooooooo much

yourinstagram ✓

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yourinstagram ✓ Today I want to take a moment to congratulate my favorite Spider-Man of all times @tomholland2013 on having the biggest box office opening of all times! I also wanted to take a moment to address a couple of things I’ve seen on the media lately. It’s not always easy for me to do so but it feels like this time is necessary to do it. First of all I love Tom and I always will, he’s such a dear friend to me and that’s never going to change regardless of the situation, however that doesn’t mean there’s something more than just a friendship, he’s in a very loving and caring relationship just like I am! Secondly I ask you guys to stop sending comments to my partner and Toms partner, I know it all comes from a place of love for the two of us but it’s getting crazy and this is a behavior I don’t condone. Love you all, stay safe and spread love! 💕

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tomholland2013 ✓ ❤️

yourinstagram ✓ 💙

harryholland64 ✓ You might not be dating Tom anymore but that’s no excuse to not visit, we all miss you

yourinstagram ✓ I’ll be visiting next week, let’s make plans, call me! xx

farrahts.17 did someone noticed how Tom put a red heart and y/n a blue one? Spider-Man colors I can’ttttttttt they’re so cute 😭

tomstan18 So mature of you y/n, proud of you 🙌🏼

y/nandtomforever Would’ve love to see you being Tom +1 at the premiere and not Nadia :(

bellsasha Standing up for whats right, love you y/n

dailymail ✓

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dailymail ✓ @yourinstagram opens up in an interview for @vogue where she talks about her relationship with boyfriend Brooklyn Beckham “he’s such a fun guy, he came into my life when I was in a very dark place and I thank him for always being so supportive and loving.” She also spoke about the status of her relationship with ex-boyfriend Tom Holland “It’s funny that people love to make assumptions about us {...} What they don’t know is that after I released Good for u we got the chance to talk and squash everything out and ever since then we’ve been close friends.” When asked about what did her current boyfriend thought about her friendship with Tom she said “I’ve always been open about it with him to avoid any type of misunderstanding, he’s very respectful of my friends, including Tom, I think that this is more than anything a trust thing and he trusts me like I trust him.” Click the link below to go to the full interview.

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noturaveragegirl Well at least we finally get some answers

mespiderman13 I think the way they handled this was very mature, I like the idea of them being friends, they have great chemistry

holland4life If it works for them why not? But I still think they’re getting back together at one point

yourinstagram ✓

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yourinstagram ✓ Always matching because why not? Love youuuuuuu @brooklynbeckham 💙

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brooklynbeckham ✓ Love you too babe 🖤 FaceTime tonight?

yourinstagram ✓ Didn’t even have to ask 💕

taylorswift ✓ I love seeing you so happy

beckhamismine Say what you want, they’re GOALS 😭

yourinstagram ✓

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yourinstagram ✓ Flying to Australia, I’m recording something very special, can’t wait for you guys to hear it. I’m going to be off social media for a couple of days so I can focus on this, see you all soon xoxo

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tomholland2013 ✓ So proud of you!

selenagomez ✓ Can’t wait to listen to your new music ❤️

taylorswift ✓ Collab?

yourinstagram ✓ 😉😉😉

dailymail ✓

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dailymail ✓ BREAKING NEWS! Just as @yourinstagram announces that she’s taking a couple of days off social media to focus on her new music in Australia, boyfriend @brooklynbeckham is photographed in L.A kissing ex-girlfriend Nicola Peltz! Fans outraged after photographs emerge and take to social media to ask y/n if she’s okay and send her positive messages. So far y/n hasn’t commented on the situation, it’s unclear if she even has heard about the news since she’s in an isolated place. What do you think?

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y/nno1fan WTF IS GOING ON????

y/nismylife My heart is breaking for her :(

beckhamismine Oh boy, he in danger ...

hadidaremyfavs That’s two of her boyfriends 🤔

y/nholland.71 Tom never cheated tho, she said that in an interview.

yourinstagram ✓

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yourinstagram ✓ You say that the past is the past, you need one chance it was a moment of weakness and you said yes ...

Should’ve said no is out now in all streaming platforms, link in bio.

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tomholland2013 ✓ I love you so much, you’re the strongest girl I’ve ever met

yourinstagram ✓ Love you too, can you catch me in Australia?

tomholland2013 ✓ Flying out tonight, see you soon ❤️

taylorswift ✓ Y/n I’m so proud of you, you’re awesome!

bellahadid ✓ You’re so worth it babe ❤️

selenagomez ✓ Ilysm, if you need anything please call ✨

y/nno1fan I cried listening this and watching the video 😢

dailymail ✓

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dailymail ✓ After weeks of disappearance @yourinstagram comes back to social media to promote new song Should’ve said no. The video has collected over 50M views, fans pointed out the Brooklyn Beckham lookalike casted for the video and how they can see y/ns raw emotions in her acting. Close source says she and boyfriend are still together trying to figure out how to go about things “She’s heartbroken, I’ve seen her cry for days, but he managed to convince her to stay together I don’t know how. Her friends are very upset but they’re trying to support her any way they can” Source also explains that this new song has nothing to do with the project she was recording initially “y/n wrote this when she found out about the photos. He called her and as soon as she hanged up she locked herself in a room and didn’t come out for days, when she finally did she went directly to the recording studio and started recording the song, everyone was confused and didn’t knew exactly what was going on but all the team heard her instructions and started working with her, Should’ve said no is the result of that.” Celebrity friends show their support through loving messages in y/ns social media including ex Tom Holland who visited her in Australia per y/n request about this the source said “They’re really close, specially now that they’re spending more time together, she trusts him and feels like she can tell him how she’s feeling, for what I’ve hear Toms girlfriend is not very happy with this friendship and it’s causing them to have problems but Tom is set on supporting y/n no matter what. Brooklyn doesn’t like this either but y/n made clear the fact that he has no say in this since he’s the one who cheated” In the meantime nor Brooklyn or any member of his family have spoke about the situation. Check out the full story in the link down below!

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y/nno1fan Of course Brooklyn has no say in anything really, how could he do this to her?

myworldisy/n So she’s staying with him? I really thought they would break up, I mean she broke up with Tom and he didn’t even cheat, he was just in touch with Nadia ...

valentina.sg12 It’s really weird but we just have to support her whatever she decides, one thing for sure I’ll never be able to forgive Brooklyn, I thought he really loved her

tomholland2013 ✓

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tomholland2013 ✓ Look who decided to get up from bed. Thanks for the hairstyle @yourinstagram 😏

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yourinstagram ✓ You owe me one Holland!

samholland1999 I’m next!

zendaya ✓ This is probably the best you’ve ever looked, thank y/n for that!

nadia.parkes ✓ Mineeeeeeee 🔥

y/nandtomforever Ugh girl let them be 😒

A/N: Sorry for any typos English is not my first language. So here’s the 3rd part as promised yay! I know this is a little bit messy but have patience with me we’re getting there I promise (: If you want the whole experience please listen to Should’ve said no by Taylor Swift when y/n posts about the release of the song. 

UPDATE! Looks like you guys are enjoying this so I’m currently working on a 4th part that should be up by tonight! Thanks everyone 💕

UPDATE 2 Part 4 is here!

[ohlovelywar]

stan the gay’s wingman

you asked, and you shall receive…. a couple years later because i completely forgot that this was sitting in here everyone i’m sooooo sorry

now, it was no secret to literally anyone how annoying richie tozier and eddie kapsbrak could possibly be, much less the losers club

and it was even LESS of a secret how annoyed stanley uris would be by the two’s constant bickering 

the losers didn’t know what stan knew though

and BOY did that make things so much more entertaining 

ask anyone in derry, maine and they would tell you that richie and eddie argued like they were an old, married couple 

however, stan was the only human being to actually KNOW what’s hidden beneath the bickering 

the losers club all guessed it was some sort of love but it was never confirmed to them 

but stanley could SENSE it with his gaydar  eyes

the gay 

it all became crystal clear a few months before ben showed the losers his club house for them. 

after a rather unfortunate game of truth or dare, stan our local gay whisperer, ended up putting two and two together 

“holy shit, they actually like each other!” 

“what was that stan?” 

“i said your farm’s nice mike!” slight gay panic 

and after tracking the two down separately and having a long talk, they both admitted their crushes on each other 

“dear diary, i am a motherfucking genius! sincerely, stanley uris. p.s.: sorry for cursing!” 

now that THAT was out of the way, stan’s work was done…at least that’s what he thought

u see,,, richie and eddie aren’t just gay, no no, they’re gay DISASTERS

and since stan the man’s the only one who knows naturally he’s the one they come to for help

“i need to blow richie’s socks off with this date!” stan’s got the place “how do i get eddie a gift for his birthday that says i’m really happy you’re alive but you’re also the biggest pain in my ass most days” stan has that mostly to do with richie let’s just be honest here

stan was the super genius mastermind behind for the big moments in their relationship, as well as the one to make sure the two idiots didn’t go screwing up the great thing they have

“listen we all fucking know u use humor as a defense mechanism because you’re scared to get close to people just for them to leave you but if you could just pleaseee for ONCE in your life respond to a question like a normal human being so your boyfriend doesn’t ditch your ass for someone who doesn’t openly talk about fucking his mother every two seconds” “….an ‘i’m doing great richie’ would’ve been nice-“ “WHAT DID I JUST!2?3)2?2)2”

poor boy’s diary sees all the drama

“if eddie would just TELL richie that he actually doesn’t hate how much he makes fun of his asthma cause it’s the only time anyone believes he’s able to do anything a boy his age can do and won’t coddle him BUT NOOOOO NO ONE TAUGHT THESE TWO BASIC COMMUNICATION SKILLS”

he’s put his own blood sweat and tears into this relationship he’s not about to watch it fall apart cause their preschool teachers never taught them the “i feel” lesson

“listen you dumb asses we leave for college in TWO MONTHS! in two months we’re going to be adults so you both better start acting like it and start actually TALKING to each other instead of bitching about why you can’t appreciate your boyfriend to his face to me and my diary! I SAID ZIP IT RICHIE!!”

yes they made up and richie did make fun of stan’s diary

it’s not like his efforts went unnoticed oh no

the two may be gay disasters but they’re thankful gay disasters put some respect in their names🗣🗣🗣

the day after their anniversary richie and eddie make sure to give stan a gift every year as a thank u for helping them last this long

“really if it wasn’t for you his trash mouth would’ve stayed single years ago!!!” “WELL URE ONE TO TALK?!???” “i know…and i know…”

everyone stay thank you stanley uris!!!

BONUS!!

“now,,,, you think we can set him and mike up?” “stan got us together how are can it be!”

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Feeling alone on your birthday? Check. Drinking too much to hide those feelings? Check. Accidentally both yelling at and declaring your feelings for Mando? Check. Oops.

Din Djarin x female reader

It was my birthday a couple of weeks ago, and the day wasn’t optimal, so this little idea formed. I'd be super stoked if you let me know what you think. :)

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It was your birthday. A day for eating and drinking and celebrating with friends and family, but you had neither. Still, the day had been okay, you supposed, but you couldn't shake off the loneliness and sadness that accompanied it. When you were younger, you always looked forward to the day, and even during the war your parents managed to scrounge up a celebration of sorts.

But that was years ago. Now your friends were gone, your parents were gone, hell, even your home planet was gone, and your birthday served only as a bittersweet reminder, reduced to longing, heartache, and waiting for the inevitable end.

The music was loud enough that it drowned out the other patrons in the bar, allowing you to drink and wallow in self-pity in peace, just like you had planned, and you were deep enough in the bottle that the mental wall that protected your emotions started crumbling.

Being miserable at home was bad enough, and you were seriously starting to regret the decision to even go outside today. Somehow the loneliness punched you in the head once the third glass was empty and you noticed how crowded the bar was. No one else seemed to be alone.

Your circle of friends had never been large, and it became even smaller during the war. Then it slowly thinned as people got older; getting jobs in transport, or starting families. Some just moved away. Eventually it became harder to keep in touch. Life. Life was what happened.

You sniffed into your glass, coughing a little when the fumes hit the back of your nose. There was still one friend, though. But he wasn't in town at the moment. He wasn't even on the planet.

Yeah, the music was loud, but not loud enough to drown out the thoughts that popped into your head. You had sort of promised yourself that you wouldn't think about Mando tonight, but as with all such promises, Brain was a big, fat liar.

As the hours ticked by, his face, well, helmet, showed up in your mind over and over, no matter how many times you shoved him down. Then his voice echoed in your ears; that soft, yet commanding voice that sent shivers down your spine. And his laugh… quiet sometimes, but always sincere. Fuck, you missed him so much! A new lump caught in your throat, and you swallowed hard and traced a line through the condensation on your glass.

How long had it been? He left right before your last birthday, you knew he had a job to do, but he promised to come visit again when he had earned enough money to take a break.

Weeks turned to months. Nothing unusual there, but when the year mark approached, you grew worried. You were always worried, to be honest, considering his line of work, but he had never been gone this long without so much as a message before.

"Well, happy birthday to me," you muttered with a sigh and drained the glass, wincing as the liquid burned down your throat, but the numbness that followed spread over you like a blanket. “Hey Briswig!” You waved your glass in his general direction. “Help me out, will ya?”

The bartender put down his towel, picked up a bottle. and sauntered over to you. “Don’t you think you’ve had enough?” He asked and poured a generous amount into your glass.

Shaking your head vigorously, you almost fell off the stool. “Nooooo! Not enough, I think you mean.”

Briswig smiled, then shook his head. “I can barely understand what you’re saying. It’s too early to be this wasted, Y/N. Shouldn’t you be at work or something? Why are you even here?”

“Din’t you know? ‘S my birthday.”

"It is? Happy birthday!" He cocked his head a bit and frowned. "You've been drinking alone all day." It was innocent enough, but it stung more than you wanted to admit.

You wafted him away and grimaced. "So? Not everybody is a social champ. Took the day off to drown my sorrows. See?" Lifting the glass again, you saluted him and took a big gulp. Most of the liquid went down the wrong pipe, and you coughed hard. The alcohol stung in your nose.

Handing you a napkin, Briswig patted your arm. “You don’t have to drink alone, you know.”

Rolling your eyes, you emptied the rest of the glass in one go and used the sleeve of your jacket to wipe your mouth. “Well, I would if I had any friends. All my friends are dead.” Or not even on the planet, you added in your head. “Do you know how hard it is to make new friends when you’re an adult? And I’m not very good at it in the first place.”

Briswig grimaced. “Go home, Y/N. You’ve had more than enough. Go home and sleep. You’ll thank me in the morning.”

You answered with a small pout. “Are you kicking me out? On my birthday?”

He smiled and left the bar to collect glasses. “You know what? Yes, yes I am. It’s not healthy wallowing like you do right now. Take an early night, get the day over with faster, right? Go home. Or do I have to call the bouncer on you?”

Glancing over at the burly trandoshan by the door, you sighed in defeat and hopped off the stool, almost knocking it over and bumping into the bartender. "Yeah, yeah. I'm going." You blew a raspberry and waved dismissively at him.

He chuckled and stepped aside so you could pass safely. You still stumbled. "You'll feel better tomorrow," he repeated, way too cheerfully for your taste.

"Bah!"

"See you next week, Y/N."

"Screw you!" And you meant it. He had come between you and your alcohol. For all you cared he could jump into a sarlacc-pit.

"I know you love me."

"Only because you provide me with my preferred poison, Briswig."

"Sleep tight."

The afternoon breeze was pleasant. It was still early enough in the year that the temperatures were tolerable, and the summer humidity hadn't kicked in just yet.

You sighed and snorted at the same time. How dared the day be so likeable? One day, you thought, you would jump on board one of those spaceships, travel the universe, find the one responsible for it all, and then punch them in the face. Or yell at them. Or at least hand them a strongly worded letter. You had never been fond of confrontations.

The sudden rush of air from the door pushed you forward, forcing you to sidestep. A stroke of luck and unexpected reflexes stopped your face from impacting with the wall, though your hands stung from the scrapes on you palm.

"Oh. Heh. Sorry. Din't see y' there." The words stumbled out of your mouth, and you looked at the wall in front of you and trying to make sense of it. "Well, don't let me interrupt." You patted the red brick and turned the other way, only to smack your head on a shiny breastplate. "'Pologies. Nice armour." You thought for a second. "I knew an armour once. He was nice too." You closed your eyes and pictured Mando in your mind. "I'd kick his butt," you muttered with a scowl, "if I could just catch him. Give him a few choice words for leaving me alone, that fucker. You understand, don't you?"

The armour started to say something, but you cut it off.

"He better come back soon." You fought to focus. It was harder than you anticipated. You weren't that drunk, were you? Or at least, you hadn't been when you'd been seated at the bar. Seated. Oh. "Now, where was I? Oh, yeah, don't suppose you've seen a Mandalorian sneaking around? I, I don't mean jus' any Mandalorian, you know." The eyes looking back at you from the shiny armour-mirror-thing glittered as you tapped the hard surface. "I mean my Mandalorian."

The armour didn't respond.

"You'd like him," you continued, not noticing the way the helmet tilted when you spoke, or how it chuckled when you interrupted every time they tried to speak. "He’s kind and funny and so soft on the inside -“ Putting a finger to your lips, you smiled conspiratorially. “Shhh… don’t tell ‘im that I said that. He likes people to think he’s hard.” The smile turned dopey. “He is hard.  Could probably take anyone in a fight. He’s a total badass. Ooh, his ass. That’s a fine ass.”

"My Mandalorian is fantabulous," you said, grinning to hide the lump in your throat. If the waterworks started now, you wouldn't have the sober strength to stop. "Absolutely marvelsome. And he always makes me smile, you know. He’s perfect. I hate him. Makes me feel like I can fly."

A loud sigh escaped you, and you blinked one eye at the time. "Damn that man. Off on his adventures and leaving me behind like that. Look at this place. It's a dump! If I could, I'd jump on a spaceship and never ever come back." The thought of Mando stung in your heart. "I love him, y'know," you muttered to the breastplate. "Stupid Mando with his stupid, shiny armour." You hiccoughed a sob and swallowed. "I miss 'im." Blinking again, you stepped sideways to let the stranger pass, and almost stumbled into a trash bin. "Well, it's nice to meet you, armour."

"Y/N…" The voice showed a mix of amusement and something else you definitely were too drunk to recognise.

But hearing your own name immediately shut you up. For a moment the voice was just a disembodied memory, so familiar, but you just couldn't figure it out. Slowly, you looked around, before finally lifting your eyes. "Mando!" A wide smile spread over your face. "Where did you come from? I didn't see you, there."

It was difficult to decipher him, what with the armour and all, and even more so now you had all but inhaled Briswig's entire collection of fine, fine alcohol, but he looked happy to see you. You hoped he looked happy to see you.

Taking his gloved hand, using it to pull yourself closer, you finally put your arms around him, snuggling his hard shell, though in your state it didn't feel hard at all.

"I missed you," you mumbled into his pauldron, the sound of your voice somewhat muffled by the metal.

He squeezed you tight with one arm, leaning his head against yours. "Yeah, me too."

Forcing yourself to let go, you still lingered with your hand on his arm. "Hm? Shall we go for a walk? The suns don't set for a while yet. Or better: do you have anything to drink?"

"You think you should have any more now?" he asked as you crashed into the bin again. The only reason you didn't tumble over it and land on your butt was because he still held onto you.

"Yeah! Duh!"

He shook his head. "Let’s get you to bed.”

“But the suns are still up.” Confusion fizzed in your head. It was too early to sleep.

“I know, but I think you need some rest. We can talk tomorrow.”

“Are you sure?” You pulled back a little bit.

"Positive," Mando said, offering his arm as support. "You're so drunk you can barely stand. Can't have you starting a fight with the wall."

"What? Why? What did it say about me?" You balled your fist, tugging out of his grip to punch the bricks.

"Don't worry about it." He laughed quietly. "Come on." He took you gently by the elbow, leading you through the streets, making sure you wouldn’t fall and hurt yourself. Based on the collision with the trash can, there were already bruises forming on your thighs.

Being next to Mando was the only thing that made the day tolerable. You cherished the touch of his hand on your elbow, grinning stupidly, not quite aware of your surroundings, but still awake enough that you could account for yourself, and try to keep a conversation.  Leaning heavily on him, you snuggled into his side. You could stay like this forever. “Mando. My Mando,” you muttered with a stupid grin. It wasn’t strictly true, but you were too drunk to care.

“Din. My name is Din,” he replied quietly.

You stopped abruptly. "Whoa!" It took a few seconds for your brain to unscramble. “Your name is Din.” Pause. You hiccoughed. “‘S pretty.”

“Thanks, I guess,” Din answered.

You took his arm again, an extra sway in your step. “Din. My Din,” you muttered, clearly trying to be quiet enough that he didn’t hear it. He did.

Though the ship no longer held the same feeling of home for Din - kriff, he missed the Crest - it was closer than the flat you called home. To be honest he wasn’t even sure if you even lived there anymore, and you weren’t providing answers; mumbling and humming happily. You were a happy drunk. Din smiled under his helmet. He should have come back long ago and whisked you away.

To be honest, he didn’t catch more than half of what you said, you were too intoxicated to make much sense, and most came out as gibberish anyway. But he DID catch the part where you said you missed him, and you had mumbled something about his stupid armour and his stupid butt, and he couldn’t ignore the feeling of elation that coursed through him.

Had you been sober, well, more sober, he would’ve told you how he felt, but for now he was more concerned with keeping you safe. There would be a day tomorrow too.

The ramp creaked and clanked heavily when it hit the ground.

“Wait, wait, wait,” you protested once you processed the sight, squinting at the entrance. “This isn’t the Crest?”

Din shook his head and looked at the new ship. It was shinier, newer, probably better, but it didn’t have the personality. “I lost it,” he replied bitterly. He still felt that pang of sadness every time the old ship was mentioned. “I haven’t decided if I’m going to keep this one yet.”

You patted the dusty exterior and nodded. “You should. Feels sturdy, ummm, keep you safe.”

He smiled a half smile. You seemed to approve. Maybe he could get used to the new ship after all.  

“You can sleep in here,” he said, pointing with his free arm to a narrow alcove when you had made your way through the ship and into the private quarters.

“Noooo…” you sing-song protested. “It’s still light. An’m not tired.”

“Say that to your droopy eyelids,” he retorted. “And it’s dark in here; who cares what it’s like outside anyway.”

He had a point. And you were tired. Almost immediately, once you admitted that fact to yourself, you started swaying. Din had to grip you tighter to keep you from falling nose first to the floor.  It was so hard to stay awake, even though you fought with all you had. The yawn that followed almost split your face in two. “Mmmm…”

“At least wait until you’re lying down,” Din grunted, thrown a bit off-kilter by your sudden deadweight. He hoisted you up to get a better grip so he could guide you to the bed. It was more dragging than walking, since you had apparently decided to sleep standing up.

“Come on, my drunk one. Let’s get you into bed, alright?” The only answer he got was a quiet, drawn-out hum that he interpreted as a yes, more out of necessity than anything else.

He lowered you down on the edge of the small sleeping alcove, and you sat - for a whole three seconds, before flopping backwards, landing with your head in the middle of the mattress and your legs still on the floor. Moments later you were snoring lightly.

Din looked at you with a gentle smile on his lips. You looked serene, like a sleeping angel, but that crooked angle of your neck couldn’t be comfortable. He’d fallen asleep many awkward places when he needed to, but waking up was always a stiff and painful experience.

So he grabbed your legs and tried to slide you onto the bed. No good. Your body twisted like a noodle. “Dank farrik! A little cooperation would be good,” he muttered, warranting a small sigh of content from you, almost making him forget what he was doing.

“Right. So…” He shook himself and cleared his throat. This was going to be more difficult than he thought.

Reaching over you, he hooked his arms under yours and pulled. Lacking the leverage, he slipped and almost landed on top of you, only just managing to get a hand loose in time to catch himself, and smacking his head on the wall in the process. The sound reverberated in his helmet, and the fact that you didn’t even react made him a bit worried.  He would definitely have to check on you during the night.

What now? There was only one possibility left, and the thought sent heat to the back of his neck. The first attempt was fruitless. His helmet scraped against the low ceiling, and the bulkiness of his armour restricted his movement too much. With a jolt to his stomach, he realised that he would have to remove it. Was he ready for that? Maybe. After all, you were sleeping, and - if things went the way he had planned, he would soon show you his face anyway. But it was a big step. He thought for a second; one that he was willing to take for the sake of your comfort.

Returning to a dark corner, he began unfastening the clasps that fixed his breastplate in place. Then his arms and legs. Only when all the other armour were gone, leaving him feeling bare and vulnerable, he lifted his helmet off and placed it in one of the small wall niches. It fit perfectly.

Inhaling deeply, then exhaling, he stepped into the light again. You were still sleeping, and seeing you with his own eyes instead of through the visor almost brought him to his knees. He knew then, that unless you told him to, he would never have the strength to leave you again.

Suddenly he was struck by guilt. Could he really offer to take you away, to remove you from the safety and calm of having your own place? Wouldn’t he be ripping your roots right from the soil? A life on board the ship, with him, would be no easy life.

But hadn’t you, in your drunkenness, told him that this planet felt more like a prison than a home? The Crest had been his home once. Maybe, with you at his side, this ship could become home too.

Din gently climbed into the alcove, positioning himself with his knees on either side of your hips, careful to not touch you more than necessary. This way he had enough room, and enough strength to pull your drunken body all the way in.

Satisfied that you weren’t lying crooked anymore, he scooted out and off the bed. He then pulled off your boots and tucked the blanket securely around you.

With a sudden ache in his heart, he was reminded of Grogu, but quickly told himself that leaving the kid with the Jedi was for the best. Still, he was going to make damn sure he didn’t lose you too. With a final pat on your knee, he switched off the light and left you to sleep.

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Some mudhorn was stomping on your head when you woke up. "Hnnnggg… I’m definitely dying. And if not, someone better hurry up and make it happen!” You weren’t ready to get out of bed yet, but it wasn’t a very comfortable position, and your tongue felt drier than the sand dunes on Tatooine. You muttered a curse and tried to turn over on your side, only to face the wall too quickly. You cursed your inexplicable ability to curl up in the smallest of corners in your sleep. Slowly, ignoring the creaking joints, you unfurled and stretched.

"Hey,” a gentle voice said from somewhere up above you.

Okay, so you weren't alone. That was… unusual. You opened your eyes and almost choked on your tongue.

Mando was there. “Good morning,” he said softly.

“Not particularly,” you croaked, wiping sleep crust from your eyes. To be honest you weren't a hundred percent sure he wasn't some alcohol fuelled hallucination.

“Well, here.” He handed you a bowl and a spoon.

The bowl was hot, and the contents steaming, and it smelled better than most space rations you’d seen before. To be honest, you were starving; craving those delicious carbohydrates to chase the alcohol out of your system.

And, when your brain finally started working again, you noticed that he wasn’t wearing a full armour. Helmet, of course, but other than that, only a soft pair of trousers and a thin shirt.  If you didn’t know better, you would say he had just gotten out of bed. But then… where were you?

Squinting, you peered around the room. A soft mattress, comfy blankets, a grey metal wall that was dotted with rust and dust. The light was dim, but warm. This wasn't home. And it wasn't the Crest.

Din coughed, you thought, a bit awkwardly, but as long as he was there, he could be as awkward as he wanted. “How’s the hangover?”

“Massive.”

“Eat.” He nodded to the bowl. "And drink this. It'll help."

You noticed the bottle in his hands. Putting the food down on the mattress, careful to not spill a drop, you took the bottle with a grateful smile. The cool liquid ran down your throat with such deliciousness that you had to bite down a moan. “Thank you.” You shook the bottle. It was empty.

“So, drinking alone, huh? That can’t be good for you.” He sat down on a crate.

You chuckled darkly and blew on the spoon before sticking it in your mouth. It was good. “Heh, well… who else would I be drinking with? You weren't there to keep me in check.".

Mando didn't say anything, he just watched as you ate.

You wished you knew how disappointed he looked underneath that helmet. When he wasn't talking, it was impossible to gauge the level of your humiliation. "Great." You squeezed your eyes shut and grimaced, preparing yourself for the mental blow, then you opened one eye and looked up at him. "What did I do? Please tell me I didn’t do anything stupid yesterday!” You searched your memory, jumping over huge, black holes, feeling more anxious with each void you passed.

“You didn’t. Well, you did try to start a fight with a wall, but that was partly my fault, I guess. And you talked a lot. Not that I understood all of it, you were pretty wasted. Hard to interpret, too.” He laughed loudly.

You groaned and hid your face in your hands. “Really? Crap! Listen, Mando -“

“I told you: my name is Din.”

Your brain stopped for a second. “…your name is Din.”

“Funny. That’s the same thing you said yesterday.” There was amusement in his voice.

Heat crept up your neck and blossomed around your ears. “Just unexpected, is all.” You briefly wondered about the implications of this, but decided to worry about that later. Your head hurt too much to think. “I like it. It’s a good name. Suits you.”

“Thanks.” Din grinned. You were never one to make a big deal of something. He liked that. "I'll let you freshen up. The bathroom is down the passageway and to the right. I’ve filled the freshwater tanks, so use what you need. I’ll be in the cockpit.”

“Thank you.” The food was still warm, and it filled your stomach nicely. That, combined with the water, your headache had receded to a dull thumping just behind your eyes. Bearable.

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Clean and feeling a thousand times better, you climbed the ladder to the cockpit, eager to hang out with Din - you couldn’t believe he told you his name! - before he had to fly off to his next job.

“Now it’s a good morning,” you said as a greeting after knocking to let him know you were there.

Din nodded. He was waiting for you, comfortably sprawled in the pilot seat, and gestured for you to sit when you remained by the door.

"So –" you started.

"Listen –" Din said at the same time.

"Go ahead."

“I…” He hesitated, suddenly uncertain how to proceed. “I should’ve come back much sooner. But the job… things… got in the way. I’ve… This past year has been…”

You blinked. This was unexpected. Your stomach tickled; a small hope blossomed in your chest. The way he danced around what he really wanted to say: you knew Din. He either had some really bad news, or… Your cheeks twitched, but you forced yourself to be calm.

“The moment I jumped into hyperspace, I realised that I didn’t want to leave.” He paused again, suddenly convinced he’d imagined all the things you said the day before. “I -“

You put your hand on his. “I didn’t want you to leave either.”

Din sat back. “I was…” he began, rubbing the back of his neck and searching for words. “Things happened. I had planned on returning after the job, but then…”

“Life happened”, you offered, and he nodded.

“Yeah. I needed more money, one job followed the other, and suddenly I had a responsibility other than myself.”

Your heart sank, feeling the weight of what he was saying. He’d found someone. Settled down. “Congratulations,” you said, but you didn’t really mean it.

“What?”

“You have a family now."

“A foundling. For a while we were a clan of two. But he couldn’t stay with me. This isn't a life for a kid. I was tasked with bringing him to his own people. And I did. He's… he's with someone who can train him now." His voice cracked and he swallowed hard.

Utter heartbreak radiated from him. You reached for him, but changed your mind, placing your hand awkwardly on your knee.

Din sighed. He needed to do this, now. The short rush of air from the release of his helmet rang in his ears. Keeping his eyes on you while he lifted it, he held his breath - afraid for your reaction.

The moment you realised what Din was doing, all air left your lungs. How often had you not imagined him without his armour, without the protective barrier between him and the world? Pictured his mouth, his eyes, how his face must shine when he laughed… Mandalorians simply did not remove their helmets, and if they did, they could never put it back on, and now he was letting you see him.

“…Din.” Your voice was a gentle warning.

He stopped mid-movement; chin just visible under the bottom edge.

You continued before he could say anything. “I’ve wanted to see you since the day we met. But please don’t break your creed for me. I’m not worth it.”

“I’m not,” he said, voice raw and emotional. “I want to look at you with my own eyes. Please. There is so much I’ve learned since… and this…” He lifted the helmet off, revealing his face to you with a smile and glistening eyes. “You areworth it.”

Never in a million years had you imagined how it would feel. His face was so gentle. Before you could stop yourself, you put your hand on his cheek. The rough stubbles tickled, but the skin was soft underneath, and the warmth spread through your body.

Din leaned into your touch and closed his eyes. "I have so much to tell you." He opened his eyes again. They were an abyss, and you felt yourself drowning.

Suddenly aware of yourself, your hand dropped back into your lap. "I have all the time in the world." It was barely a whisper, but you both heard the true meaning as if it was shouted. I'm with you to the edge of the universe and back.

"I should've come back before. But I was afraid. Afraid you would say no, but I just couldn't stop thinking about you. Cara hit me over the head more than once, practically ordering me to go back." He exhaled through his nose and smiled. What was it she used to say? What, are you stupid? Go to her. You're so CLEARLY in love, it's disgusting. "But then I found out Moff Gideon was involved too, and I couldn't let him near you. If, if you had been hurt because of him, I would never forgive myself. But he can't hurt you now."

Getting to his feet, he walked around the chair and stopped in front of you. Crouching down, he took both your hands in his, brushing his lips over your knuckles. "Were you serious when you said you would leave this planet if you could?

Not daring to look away, in case this was all a dream, you nodded and squeaked out a thin "Yeah." The sound took you by surprise, and you barked a laugh, breaking the tension in the small room.

Din laughed too, and gave you a crooked smile that almost made you slide off the seat. "I could use a co-pilot," he offered with a wink.

Looking dramatically around the room, you shrugged. "I can't fly."

"Well, company then," he replied, opening his arms to you.

You sank into his embrace, leaning forward with such force that he toppled backwards, pulling you with him. He didn't let go, and you landed on top of him, nose to nose, and with a vague feeling of your skin being on fire.

His warmth and scent enveloped you, and when he leaned up to gently press his lips against yours, thousands of tiny stars skipped over your body, leaving flames in their wake. This was not a time to be gentle, and you dipped down to mould yourself against him. You were home.  

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The Fall (Tobin Heath x Reader)

Anonymous Request: Would you do a one shot with Tobin/reader, where the reader is an er doctor, like a big tattooed badass doctor, who is working a double night shift and Tobin is at home eight months pregnant with Ashlyn or someone and when they aren’t looking Tobin does something that causes her to fall. Then a doctor friend of the reader tells her that Tobin is there on her last thirty minutes of her shift. When the reader sees her figures out what happens she gets mad at whoever was with Tobin for allowing it.

“I’ll see you guys later.” You smile as you head behind the counter to grab your things, all too ready to be home after an INCREDIBLY rough double shift, but what you hear next stops you in your tracks.  

“We’ve got an 8-month pregnant woman coming in, took a fall.”  

The second you hear that you stiffen, a number of your colleagues turning your way, eyes widen.  

You shake your head.  

“Please, don’t be-

Just as the words leave your mouth your phone starts to ring, your eyes widening in horror as you jerk it from your pocket, your wife, Tobin’s, name across the screen, along with a picture of you and her, the two of you smiling brightly.  

You answer the phone quickly, your heart racing.  

“Tobin are you-

“Y/N, it’s Ashlyn, I’m so sorry, Tobin just fell and I don’t-

Your hands ball into fists, your eyes narrowing as your nostrils flare.  

“Where is she?” You growl, Ashlyn visibly shrinking away from the phone, your anger radiating through the phone.  

Ashlyn, gathering her courage, brings the phone back to her ear.  

“We’re on our way there, she’s got a gash on her head and-

“YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO WATCH HER!” You scream in the phone, one of your colleagues swiping the phone from your hold, your hands trembling violently.  

The conversation is hushed, meanwhile a couple of your nurses try to calm you down.  

You knew Tobin’s fall was an accident, but you were still seething you’d trusted Ashlyn to watch her, and under her watch, Tobin had been injured.  

“Goddamn it.” You growl under your breath, the woman who’d swiped your phone passing it back to you.  

“They’re coming in right no-

You don’t even let her finish, instead sprinting through the hospital towards the ER’s entrance, screeching to a halt when you see Tobin being stretchered in, a noticeable knot on her head.  

Ashlyn runs in, right behind the gurney, the woman swallowing hard when she sees the look in your eyes.  

You point a finger at her.  

“After she’s checked out, you and I are having a talk.” You snarl, the woman nodding.  

Ashlyn wasn’t small, goalies typically weren’t, but you were bigger, tattoo’s much like Ashlyn’s covering your arms, and by the look in your eyes, you were angry, angrier than Ashlyn had ever seen.  

She stops watching as you follow Tobin’s gurney to the back, giving the goalie time to call in some back up.  

Meanwhile, all thoughts off Ashlyn go out the window, instead, your eyes zeroed in on the bump on Tobin’s head.  

“Y/N...” She whispers, reaching out for you and you take her hand, giving it a squeeze.  

“Are you okay? Where does it hurt? Is it only your head?” You ramble, Tobin smiling softly.  

“I just slipped and hit my head on the coffee table.” She whispers, your nostrils flaring in anger.  

“I’m gonna kill her.” You snarl, Tobin’s eyes widening.  

“It wasn’t her fault...” She frowns and you shake your head.  

“She was supposed to watch you, to keep you safe.” You growl, Tobin giving your hand a squeeze.  

“She did, it was just an accident.”  

You stick to Tobin’s side like glue, scanning her results, even though she had an emergency room doctor that WASN’T you.  

“Y/N? What are you doing he-

The doctor stops midsentence when she sees who’s on the gurney, immediately springing into action.  

She walks passed you, placing a hand on your forearm.  

“We’ll take care of her, I promise.”  

You nod, knowing full well that Tobin was in good hands, and you would be by her side through the whole thing, making sure she was treated properly.  

You knew she would be, but you’d still keep a watchful eye on her, she was pregnant with your son after all and that meant that she was going to get the UTMOST care.  

You’d make sure of that.  

                                                            ***

Meanwhile, Ashlyn was pacing the waiting room, waiting for not only Christen, Ali, and Megan, but Becky and Kelley as well considering they were ALL in town together.  

The second Christen steps into the lobby, followed by the others, Ashlyn sprints to her.  

“Y/N IS GOING TO KILL ME! YOU SHOULD’VE SEEN THE LOOK ON HER FACE.” Ashlyn whisper yells as she jumps behind Ali, the woman ducking down so if you come into the lobby, you can’t see her.  

Unfortunately for her, you almost immediately make your way into the lobby, eyes zeroing in on her.  

You advance on the group, Christen wrapping her arms around you when you reach them.  

“Is she okay?” She whispers and you nod.  

“Just a bump, but she’s fine and so is he...” You run your hands down your face, before turning to Ashlyn, who shrinks under your gaze.  

You cross your arms across your chest.  

“You were supposed to keep an eye on her.” You growl angrily, everyone wincing as they turn to Ashlyn.  

“I turned away for a second and she-

You growl, the goalie’s mouth snapping shut.  

“I trusted you to take care of my wife, my PREGNANT wife, and you didn’t.” You bite, Ashlyn’s head hanging in shame.  

“I’m so sorry.” She frowns, your heart squeezing at the sight of the woman’s face.  

“I know you are, I just, she’s my wife Ash, and he’s my son...” You shrug. “I have to protect them at all costs.”  

“I know.” Ashlyn frowns and you sigh, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder.  

“I know you didn’t mean for it to happen...” You say, Ashlyn picking her head up, a frowning pulling the corners of her mouth downward.  

You sigh, pulling the woman into a hug, the goalie wrapping her arms tightly around you.  

“I am really sorry.” She whispers in your ear and you nod.  

“I know, it’s okay.” You give her a squeeze, pulling away from the hug before throwing your thumb over your shoulder.  

“I came out to get you guys, she wants to see you.”

                                                            ***

You lead the group to Tobin’s hospital room, ducking down to kiss Tobin’s forehead when you reach her beside.  

Noticing the look of guilt on Ashlyn’s face, Tobin holds a hand out to her, the goalie immediately taking it.  

“This wasn’t your fault, I just slipped.” She shrugs, nothing the slight twitch at the corner of your mouth.

Her eyes narrow, darting from you, to Ashlyn, and back.  

“What did you do?” She asks and you scoff, your cheeks flushing slightly.  

“I-I didn’t do anything...” You mumble.  

“Except tear Ashlyn a literal new asshole...” Kelley mumbles and you send her a glare, snarling at the defender who hides behind Becky.  

“She’s isn’t wro-

Megan stops mid-sentence to jump behind Becky as well when you send her a glare.  

Tobin’s eyes widen as you, reluctantly turn her way, cringing at the look on her face.  

“Y/N...” She crosses her arms across her chest and you wince.  

“She was-

“Y/N... It wasn’t her fault.” Tobin says, more sternly and you huff, turning to Ashlyn.

“I know, and I’m sorry...” You shrug, shuffling from foot to foot, nervously.  

“It’s just...”  

Tobin is about to cut you off, but the look on your face tells her to let you finish.  

“I heard the call and I just, I panicked...” You frown, remembering the utter panic you’d felt, the many scenarios that had played through you head as to what Tobin’s fall entailed.  

Tobin reaches for, and takes your hand, giving it a squeeze.  

“I’m sorry I scared you, still it wasn’t Ashlyn’s fault, I kind of waited for her to look away before I got up...” She confesses and your eyes narrow, your wife biting back a smile.  

“Seriously?” You grumble, the woman shrugging.  

“I just wanted Oreos.”  

A snort pulls your attention from Tobin and to her teammates, your eyes narrowing when you send Megan a glare.  

“Hey, only your wife would nearly kill herself trying to get Oreos.” Kelley snickers and you roll your eyes, turning to look at Tobin.  

“Please. PLEASE, don’t try to do anything on your own again, there’s no telling what could happen.”

You turn away, and head towards Ashlyn, wrapping your arms around her.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know SOMEONE purposely waited until you turned away to get up.” You send Tobin a glare, the woman sticking her tongue out at you.  

Christen sits on the edge of the bed, shaking her head.  

“Am I going to have to move in with you guys?” She asks and your ears perk up, a grin stretching across your face, a grin that makes Tobin’s eyes double in size. 

“No Y/N...” She pouts and you chuckle.  

“When can you move in?” You ask Christen, the forward turning to Tobin with a smirk.  

“Nooooo, I’ll be fine just by my-

Tobin falls silent when she realizes everyone is staring her way, incredulously.  

“Do we need to remind you of the Oreo incident that LITERALLY happened less than 2 hours ago?” Becky asks, a brow arched.  

She sighs.  

“Fine... Fine...”  

You roll your eyes, shaking your head as you watch your wife pout childishly, a pout that’s wiped off her face when you lean down, kissing the top of her head as your hand rests on her protruding tummy.  

“I just want you both safe... At least until our little guy is born.” You rub her belly, grinning when the aforementioned baby kicks the palm of your hand.  

Tobin smiles, resting her IV’d hand on top of yours.  

“I know...” She whispers, cupping your cheek with her free hand and pulling you into a kiss.

“I love you.” You whisper, Tobin smiling as she kisses your lips again.  

“I love you too.”  

You pull away, turning back to Ashlyn.  

“I think I owe you dinner.” You smile, Megan placing a hand on her chest over her heart.  

“Ali and Tobin are RIGHT THERE, Y/N.” She gasps and your eyes narrow, the purpled haired woman’s eyes narrowing before she sprints out of the room with you hot on her heels.

Kelley follows behind, eager to see what happens while Becky chases after you, in an attempt to stop the violence.  

Ali and Christen giggle as Ashlyn makes her way towards the bed.  

“I’m glad.” She grins and Tobin’s eyes narrow.  

“Glad that you have someone like Y/N keeping you safe.” She smiles flopping into an empty seat.  

Tobin smiles, she be lying if she said your protectiveness didn’t make her swoon, the dominant side that would come out when she was put in harm's way was something that Tobin liked the most about you.  

A few months later she’d see that protectiveness double, when it came to a certain baby boy with a familiar pair of brown eyes, brown eyes that looked just like Tobin Heath’s.  

[4stars-uswnt]

Livestream Revelations [Christen Press x Reader]

requested by anon: Can you do a cute Christen Press Quarantine type of imagine? There could never be enough Pressy to go around hahaha. Thank youuu

requested by anon: Could you please write a cute quarantine interview/livestream with christen?

A/N: i agree! there def could never be enough cp to around...gosh i love that woman. also, this was one of my favs, so i hope you all enjoy it too! lemme know what u think :)

“Hey guys.” You smile into the camera, as you lean your phone against your water bottle. “We’re extremely bored, so we decided to come on here and answer some questions.”

You look over to your girlfriend, encouraging her to say something.

“(Y/N) practically forced me to do this.” Christen rolls her eyes, hiding a grin.

You playfully push her shoulder, laughing. “Don’t even lie, Chris. You love interacting with the fans, plus you were bored out of your mind.”

At that, Christen can only smirk, knowing you were right.

The two of you had been dating for almost four years now and lived together in an apartment in Seattle during the offseason. When COVID first hit, before lockdown was enforced, Christen quickly got on the first flight from Utah, so that the two of you could quarantine together. Now, almost 5 months later, the two of you were going slightly insane. Although you loved spending time with each other, especially considering the NWSL season often separated you two, not being able to go out was causing you to go a little stir crazy.

“Alright,” you clap your hands and scroll through the incoming comments, “let’s see what kind of questions you guys have.”

“Oh, there’s one.” Christen squints, pointing to one of the recurring questions. “How did the two of you meet?”

“Oh, this is a funny story.” You chuckle. “Well, we met in college, and we actually met in our Philosophy class before we even met on the team.”

Before you can continue to tell the story, Christen interrupts you, her cheeks flushed. “Nooooo. Please don’t tell this story. It’s so embarrassing.”

“Awww,” You coo, pinching her cheeks, “it was adorable, babe.”

Your girlfriend pouts and crosses her arms, as you start again. “So, basically, our professor had assigned seats, but Ms. Press over here didn’t know that. So, I go to sit in my seat only to find that someone else was sitting there, and I say to her, ‘I think you’re in my seat,’ and she looks up at me and said… what did you say to me?” You look over at your blushing girlfriend with a teasing glint in your eye.

Christen covers her face with her hands and mumbles out something.

“I’m sorry, what was that?” You lean in closer.

The older forward removes her hands. “I said, ‘Your seat? This can be your seat if you give me your number.”

At that, you throw your head back and burst out laughing. Looking back at your phone, you see a flood of comments from many of your national team teammates.

“Ha! Megan said, ‘That doesn’t sound like the Pressy I know.’” You turn back to your girlfriend and poke her side. “Yeah, that was a pretty bold move for you.”

“I thought you were beautiful, and I didn’t know if I’d see you again, so I thought, why not?” Christen shrugs.

“Awwww, babe. You thought I was beautiful?” You give her a wet kiss on her cheek.

“You still are.” She grumbles, wiping her face. You feel your cheeks warm and your heart melt, and you give her a quick kiss.

“Love you.”

“Love you too.” Christen responds, before looking at the incoming questions. “Hmmm, okay, next question. Let’s see… oh, here’s one: (Y/N), what’s your favorite thing about me?”

“Is that really a question, or do you just want me to boost your ego?” You raise your eyebrow skeptically.

“It’s an actual question!” Christen insists, gesturing to the phone.

You breathe out a laugh. “Okay, uhhhhh, do you mean like favorite physical feature or favorite personality trait…?” You trail off, and Christen slaps your shoulder.

“Stop stalling!”

“Alright, alright.” You throw your hands up in innocence. “Well, I’ll just answer both. My favorite physical feature of my gorgeous girlfriend would have to be her smile. It literally just lights up my entire world and is just so infectious.”

As you answer, a wide smile breaks out on your girlfriend’s face.

“See what I mean.” You find yourself grinning, fondly admiring the woman you love. “And, my favorite personality trait of Christen would have to be… hmmm, this one is difficult because I just love everything about her.” You honestly admit.

“Aw, babe, I love you, too.” Christen’s face softens, and she pulls you in for a tender kiss. “But answer the question.”

“Ahhh, okay!” You chuckle. It takes you a couple of seconds to come up with a succinct answer, but you finally find the words to an answer. “I wouldn’t say that I have a favorite trait, but one thing that I appreciate about Christen is her huge heart. She is just so compassionate and caring for everyone around her, and she’s so selfless, just always giving. She has so much love in her heart, and I’m just so lucky that she’s shared some with me.”

Your voice cracks at the end, as you start getting a little emotional, and you can see Christen discreetly wiping her eyes.

Clearing your throat, you look back at the comments, and you smile, as the forward mouths an ‘I love you.’

By now, there are many comments from fans saying ‘They’re so cute!’ or ‘MY SHIP’ or even ‘my heart can’t take this.’ You scroll through them and spot a few from your teammates.

mrapinoe: This is so gay

mrapinoe: I love it

tobinheath: You guys are so cute!

ashlynharris24: Wow, who knew (Y/N) could be so romantic

kelleyohara: C’mon dude answer my question!!!!

You let out a small laugh at your best friend’s comment. “What’s your question, Kel?”

You and Christen wait a couple of seconds for the defender to type out her question. Amidst the hundreds comments, you finally see Kelley’s name pop up again. 

“Kelley says, ‘(Y/N), is it true that you had a crush on someone while at Stanford?’” Christen reads from the screen, before turning to glare at you.

You cringe under the scrutiny of your girlfriend. “Wow, Kel, are you trying to get me in trouble?” You mutter out.

“Answer the question, (Y/N).” Christen pushes, jealousy seeping through her voice. Throughout your time at Stanford, the two of you had been best friends, telling each other everything, but Christen had never been aware of any crush you’d had.

“Ummm… well there was this one girl that I really liked.” You trail off, avoiding your girlfriend’s eyes.

“Really?” Christen raises her eyebrow at you.

“Yeah, but I was too nervous to do anything about it.” You shrug, not wanting to elaborate anymore, but the forward wasn’t going to let you off the hook that easily.

“Who was it? Do I know her?”

“Chris, it’s not that big of a deal. This was like ten years ago.”

“Was it Ali? Morgan? Lea? Oh my gosh, was it Kelley?” Christen interrogates, as you shake your head to each of them.

“Ew, Chris, you think I had a crush on Kelley. She’s like my sister!” You gag at the mental image.

“Well, then who was it?” She wines.

“It was you.” You admit. Although the two of you met at Stanford, and Christen so boldly asked for your number, you hadn’t started dating until four years ago, as neither of you wanted to ruin your friendship.

“What?” Christen’s eyes widen.

“I had a huge crush on you when we were in college. From the moment that you were sitting in my seat, I knew you were the one, as cheesy as that sounds. And as we spent more time together, on and off the pitch, my feelings grew stronger and stronger, but I didn’t know if you felt the same, so I never told you. I didn’t want to lose you as a friend.” You reveal, rambling on.

“Seriously?” Christen whispers, and you nod.

“Dead serious, babe.”

Not knowing what to say, your girlfriend cups your face and brings you in for a sweet kiss.

Before the kiss could get too heated on camera, Christen pulls away. “By the way, I had a little crush on you in college as well.”

“Hm, really?” You smirk.

“Mhm.”

“Well, we ended up together in the end, didn’t we?” You brush a hair out of her face.

“Yup, I always had a feeling we would.” Christen playfully boasts.

“Okay there, Delphi.” You joke, as your girlfriend pushes you away, calling you a nerd.

“Well, alright you guys, I think that we’re gonna end this livestream right now because we’re not too bored anymore, or at least I found something else to do.” You wiggle your brows at Christen, smirking.

“(Y/N)!” Christen slaps your shoulder.

ashlynharris24: Get it (Y/N)!!!

alexmorgan13: Real smooth (Y/N/N)

allie_long_: 🔥🔥🥵

“See you all later!” You wave at the camera and end the stream.

After you shutting off your phone and tossing it on the couch, you turn to your girlfriend. “So now what?”

“Well, all of a sudden I’m not that bored, and I think we have some lost time to make up for.” Christen sings, looking over her shoulder, as she makes her way towards the bedroom. “You coming?”

“Gosh, I love you, Christen Press.” You grin, before scrambling off your chair and following your girlfriend into your bedroom.

[nada-lovely]

ok ima start at the beginning.

I started this job thinking I wouldnt make friends with any of my coworkers cuz why would they care about me. but for the first few months I was going through family stuff so it was nice to go somewhere that wasnt home for a few hours. and when I was finally moved out it was nice not being alone all day with my sad thoughts.

after a particularly tough day at work the entire week was shit actually i ended up crying in a coworkers car when he offered to take me home. we exchanged numbers and became friends and got incredibly close really fast. hung out a few times here and there. I started thinking I was getting a crush but I realized I was using him to get over a guy. I eventually told him and he told me he had a gf but was kinda using me too cuz apparently the gf was really distant emotionally and they havent been able to get too close yet. at this point I was relieved cuz I get a little weird about people liking me romantically so it really was nice that he just wanted friendship. and it was nice having a new safe space where I could vent about anything especially work. we hung out a few more times cried in his car a few more times cuz why not. he said a few pretty sad things about his relationship. saying how distant she is and how he cant talk to her about some of the things shes going through and how he cant be emotionally intimate with her. which ouch :c that's one of the benefits of being in a relationship imo which brings us to last week

last week we hung out again. just chilling in the car. we started talking about rumors at work and one of them being that he and I were a couple which I thought was hilarious cuz no ♡ but he asked if I really can't see us together and I said no I cant. he kept bringing it up tho and I thought he was joking until 6 days ago when we were eating and he said he could see us having dinner like a couple. like nooooo dude. you have a GF! YOU DONT EVEN THINK THAT AND IF YOU DO DONT SAY IT

and then TODAY I'll spare the details but one of my coworkers and I deduced that his gf might be someone we work with. we are like 92% sure so all this just got more messed up imo

[fluffy0nions]

Untitled 07.01.2020 - Minsung

Pairing; Lee Minho x Han Jisung

Group; Stray Kids

Genre; Fluff, Comedy

Word count; 1336

Notes; too lazy to spell and grammar check so sorry for any spelling mistakes oop-

“Why are we here again?” Jisung asked with an unamused expression, already feeling the social energy of the bowling alley they just walked into exhausting.

“Because I want you to meet my new boyfriend, Chan. Remember?” Felix looked over at his friend, annoyed to see him zoning out to something on his phone. “Are paying attention to anything I’m saying!?”

“I think your hair looks fine.” Jisung replied flatly before the latter snatched the phone out of his hand, making him whip his head around so fast to Felix his neck nearly snapped. “Hey, gimme that back you little bi-“

“Hi, Felix!” A bright voice interrupted, both boys looking to see who it was. Felix’s face lit up when he saw it was his boyfriend, Chan.

“Hey babe!” Felix gave him a peck and a hug, which made Jisung visibly gag. “Chan, this is my bestie, Jisung! The guy I’ve been telling you about!”

“Oh, yeah! The guy that got chased by a turkey at the wildlife park!” Chan smiled before Felix kicked him in the shin, signalling him to shut the hell up.

“Yep, that’s me...” Jisung trailed off awkwardly. He was about to properly introduce himself when someone cleared their throat quite loudly.

“Oh! I almost forgot! I bought a friend, too, so Jisung wouldn’t have to third wheel.” Chan stepped to the side to allow the other boy to come forward and join the conversation. He had warm brown hair, and a handsome face.

“I’m Minho,” he smiled holding his hand out to Felix, which he accepted kindly. He then reached out to Jisung, who shook his hand slowly with caution.

‘Wow, soft skin.’ Jisung thought, before letting go realising he was holding onto the latters’ hand a bit longer than he should’ve.

“Well, let’s go!” Chan exclaimed, grabbing Felix and dragging him to one of the alleys, Minho following with Jisung awkwardly trailing behind them.

“Just hoping this isn’t as crazy as the party Chan begged me to go to with him a few months ago,” Minho said to Jisung, slowing down to keep up with his pace to give the couple some space. “There was so much glitter, my boogers still look like disco balls.”

Jisung chuckled at his story, coming to a halt as everyone sat down and began putting their bowling shoes on. He couldn’t help but stare at Minho’s features as he concentrated on tying his shoe laces; his furrowed brows, small smile and his nimble fingers....

‘Wait, why am I staring at him like this? He’s literally just tying his shoelaces, calm your shits.’ Jisung thought as he shook his head and put his mind back to tying up his own shoes.

It wasn’t long until they were all ready to play, choosing bowling balls that they found comfortable enough to play with.

“Wow, yours looks heavy. Can I hold it?” Chan looked at Minho’s ball, not even waiting for his answer before he snatched the ball out of his hand and gasped. “This is really heavy!”

“Whoa! Jisung, be careful not to pick up Minho’s ball by mistake, yours and his are very similar colours.”

Jisung furrowed his brows slightly at Felix’s words, his eyes looming between his dark blue ball and Minho’s dark torquoise one.

Chan gave Minho his ball back with a chuckle as he turned to the other two. “Let’s goooo!!!!”

⏳⌛️⏳

It had been about 20 minutes since they started playing and everyone was having fun; Chan had 7 strikes, Felix’s ball kept swerving to dips up the side, Minho kept getting spares, and Jisung only got one or two pins down each turn he had.

“Wait, wait a sec,” Minho stood up and walked towards the puffy cheeked boy, who was about to bowl again. “Maybe if you stood a bit more like this...”

Jisung stiffened as the brunette put his hands around his waist, turning his body slightly to the front. He could feel the heat in his face rise drastically as he avoided eye-contact at all costs.

“... and maybe try to spin the ball as you bowl it, so it goes faster and more down the middle.”

Jisung nodded slowly as Minho went back to sitting down with the others, waiting for the chubby-cheeked boy to have his turn.

He stiffly tried to swing his arm back, his body probably still in shock from the sudden physical contact. When he got his arm back and let go of the ball, his eyes glued to their alleys to see how many pins he’d knock down using Minho’s strategy. Instead, he was greeted with an agonising pain in his foot, causing him to look down to see he dropped the ball on his foot.

Jisung crumbled to the floor as Felix rushed towards him, the other two trailing behind him with worried expressions.

“Oh, my God! Are you okay?!” The freckled boy asked, looking at Jisung’s foot.

“I’m fine!” Jisung lied, springing up to stand and smiling, pretending like the pain in didn’t shoot up his leg and make his lower back tingle. “Let’s keeps bowling!”

“Jisung, you’re crying.”

“Pfft, no!” He shook his head at Felix’s comment. “I don’t cry! Why would I? I’m fine!”

“Yeah, I think you should sit out the rest of the game....” Felix put his friends’ arm around his shoulder, Jisung leaning on him even though he was ‘fine’.

“Nooooo!!!” Jisung whined, furrowing his brows when he plopped down on the seat with a pout.

“I’ll go get you an ice pack!” Minho yelled behind him as he ran to the front counter, the other three giving a questioning look in his direction.

⏳⌛️⏳

“Put your foot on my lap, I’ll ice it for you.”

Jisung looked at Minho with a confused face. “Why? You’re missing your turn, you know.”

Minho shrugged as the two could hear Felix and Chan enjoy their game. “I don’t care. Besides, the other two should enjoy their date as a couple.”

Jisung nodded in understanding. He hesitantly put his foot up to Minho’s lap, setting it down and watching as the brunette carefully removed his shoe, holding the ice to where the ball seemed to land.

“Shit, that hurts.” Jisung grimaced with a scowl as he leaned back on the seat.

“Thought you weren’t in pain?” Minho asked with a small smile.

“Pff, I’m not.” Jisung shrugged.

“Beauty is pain, I guess.”

“You did not just say that!” Jisung laughed and covered his face with his hands.

“If I could rearrange the alphabet, I’d put U and I together.” Minho shrugged as his next words rolled straight off his tongue.

They spent the next 20 minutes exchanging cheesy pickup lines and whatnot, just having fun and laughing.

“Guys, it’s fine to go!” Felix yelled as he put on his jacket and starting making his way to the front desk with Chan.

“Is your foot still sore?” Minho asked as he stood up and offered Jisung his hand.

Jisung accepted his hand gratefully and stood up, testing to see if his foot was good enough to walk on or not.

“Yep! Seems good enough.” Jisung smiled at the other as they started trailing the other two. “Your magic hands really helped, thanks!”

“My hands can do much more than that, trust me.” Minho retorted with sly wink, resulting in the other blushing madly. “Soooo, should we exchange numbers?”

“Yeah, I think that-“

“Minho! Hurry up! I gotta get home, my dog sitter just called and said that there was a vomiting incident so COME ON!!” Chan called from the front seat of his car.

“Coming!” Minho turned to Jisung and ruffled his hair with a smile. “Bye! I’ll get your number off Chan!”

He then ran off to the car, Jisung smiling at his quirkiness before heading the opposite direction to Felix’s car. One thing was for sure, he was going to get his phone from his friend soon, as he was waiting for a text from a certain someone.

Omg how was my first oneshot??? IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO WRITE OMFG

Requests always open :p

Have a good day/night!! Xxx

[the-fiction-witch]

NERD!!

REAL LIFE: SCANDAL COUPLE: TBS X READER RATING: FUNNY

"Hellooooo Bluooo... uhhh what rymthes with blue thomas?" Y/n asks sat on her sofa fixing her make up

"Uhhhh... screw? achoo? Emume?" He answers off camera

"Ohhh emume. I like those... they had a war"

"They did." He says as she put her make up away and he handed her a cup of tea before sitting beside her with his own cup "Also shoe?"

"Thank you for supplying me with rhymes"

"You're welcome, Are we going to film the video now?"

"You film the video"

"make me Biiitttchhh"

"Fuck you Thomas"

"That an insult or your to do list?" he smirked

"You are.. just in a fucking mood today aren't you? what is this mood you get in? Sassy Thomas? Bitchy? I don't know. this state where you just fucking roast me all day"

"Go on then y/n your the one wasting your camera battery"

"... I will pour this scolding tea on your head"

"Go ahead my motorbike helmet is open faced and I have hit the ground so many times I have very little feeling in my head anymore"

"I didn't mean the head atop your neck Thomas" she warned he then glanced down at his belt "Yeah that one"

"I'll be good" He answered having his tea

"Yeah you will bitch boy"

"What are we doing today?"

"Yes! we are doing more Internet Questions. By which I mean I found a random tag thing and now we are gonna answer dumb questions"

"We should have had wine for this"

"why didn't you say that suggestion ten minuets ago. that's a great idea" she complained "Fuck it! I'm already sat"

"I'm really not helpful today?"

"You are not." she sighed "How do you want people to deal with your body when you die?" she asks "That's a loaded first question"

"It is."

"This isn't really a question for you becuase... your immortal"

"I'm not immortal y/n"

"You haven't aged since you where fucking nineteen!"

"I aged"

"You grew facial hair that's different. that's not aging that's just refusing to shave"

"True. Took me six months. and I loved it"

"Yeah then I waxed it off because you looked like a 70's porn star"

"Bow chika wow wow" he laughs

"I will shove a fucking cactus up your ass now answer the question"

"Burn me. and shoot me off into space... I will be very happy"

"Yeah that does sound fun, you could become part of a planet, or explore forever"

"Yeah it sounds fun, maybe I'll find a black hole and get reborn?"

"I don't get that"

"Space Oddessy y/n"

"That's nerd shit"

"The best Sci fi film of all time"

"Nerd! shit!" she laughs "I wanna be turned into a tree. that's a thing they can burry you basically in a seed and then your decay fertilizes the tree as it grows, so I can make oxygen for the planet, and maybe be a home to some squirrels,  like an eco system around me and I'll be happy"

"awww that's sweet"

"But if that doesn't work out and the planet is too fucked by the time I die. Fuck it I'll come float around space and annoy you for all eternity"

"Will you just like start every day with the star trek opening?"

"Yes. Yes I will For all time" she laughs "next! What is your favourite mug?"

"Not this one. The uhh the funny one"

"The my dick's not small you have a large Virginia mug?"

"Yes. I like that"

"this one is mine" she smiled holding up a big sculpted mug of a sloth mama hugging a baby sloth "Because sloths"

"sloths."

"You're like a sloth?"

"why because I'm too lazy for my own good?"

"No because your hair is full of gross stuff"

".... bitch fuck you."

"Fuck you too" she laughs "next! What is your favourite pair of socks?"

"May I go get them?"

"Yes..." she sighs It then cut back and they both had socks in there hands "These are mine they are fuzzy and they have penguins on and the penguin has a scarf on, and they have little bits on the bottom so there socks but they still grip"

"They are good, you have kicked me while wearing those and it was very plush and soft"

"Yours?"

"I have socks with the star wars text crawl on them" He smiled

"You colossal Nerd!"

"I love them!"

"NERD!!" she laughs "do they actually have all of it"

"Yes they do"

"are you sure? they could have missed a line"

"I would know if they missed a line y/n"

"Do you legit know it like off by heart"

"yes I do"

"... You fucking nerd." she sighed "Did you get them at tall darth and handsome?"

"What no? where's that? I wanna go there"

"Are you serious right now? You don't get that?"

"No"

"You fucker you where in it!"

"I was?"

"Phineas and Ferb star wars special. the thing you went on about for fucking months! because got to be a sith"

"Ohh yeah..."

"To anyone watching I will be crucifying Thomas in my garden after this video so feel free to come over and whip his bitch ass"

"Don't tell people to whip me"

"Why not?

"Because.... internet" He says "Don't tell the world to whip me"

"Why not? I thought you were into that?"

"Y/n!"

"what?"

"Nooooo... I am not"

"Aren't you?"

"No."

"I kinda wanna do a video were we go though your house and just put everything star wars themed in a box just to show you the root of the problem"

"It's not a problem"

"Shirts, socks, your bath duck, the egg timer, The blanket under your bed, the lightsaber on your bedroom wall, The bubble bath, the Toaster, the ice cubes, The Massive poster on your landing, the star wars candles! literal candles that smell like fucking space ships!" she lists "and that's just off the top of my head.... Thomas?"

"... I have star wards hand soap now in my bathroom"

"You are in your thirties!"

"Say what you will, Millennium falcon smells amazing"

"It does. But that doesn't change my anger around you owning it as a candle"

"jealous"

"Okay ... If you could have any superpower what would you have?"

"Uhhhh teleportation"

"why?"

"I'll never have to pay for the tube again"

"Good point"

"Or a plane?"

"Or deal with rush hour"

"Or pay for my car"

"Or your bike?"

"No, no I will keep my bike"

"But you can teleport?"

"Yeah but bike is for fun"

"Alright, Uhhh I think that I would want invisibility, Or the power to make someone cum if I poke them. Because you could get out of so much with that. You could rob a bank with that. you could never loose a fight"

"You are so evil."

"fun though" she smiled "Poke" she laughs poking his cheek

"No no no outta here with your magic cum hands"

"That's what she said" she laughs

"No."

"I think you said that earlier actually Thomas"

"God damn it y/n, No. No I'm done" He says getting up and going off screen

"what? Come on"

"Don't tell People on the internet what I'm into!"

"Ohh come on Thomas, this is the next video! where we go though the box under your bed"

"Oohh hell no!"

[brelione]

Wish I was Sarah PT 2 (Sarah X Reader X Kiara)

Part One

Kiara woke up to her phone buzzing,you asleep next to her with your phone still in hand.She groaned,checking her phone and squinting at the bright light.It was one in the morning and her parents were trying to find out where she was. “(Y/N),hey.Wake up,we gotta get home.”She whispered,shaking you slightly.You grumbled,smacking her hand away. “Nooooo.”You protested,trying to curl back into your ball of warmth.

 “Yessss.Come on,your parents are gonna be looking for you.”She pulled you up,shivering slightly at the lack of blankets.You two didnt even bother to bring the plates back,slipping through the cracked rock and onto the soft sand,the cool air hitting you skin. “I’d really prefer not to be awake right now.”You laughed,guiding her back to the large house.People were still in the yard,older folks still talking and cleaning up all of the dishes.You felt heat rush to your face as you noticed Sarah Cameron,head in her hands as she stared down at her phone at the table,half asleep.

You and Kiara went inside,greeted by her mother. “Where’d you run off to?”She asked.Kiara gestured towards you,wanting you to explain. “Sorry,its loud and we wanted to watch a movie so we went down the beach.Sorry.”You answered softly,seeing your aunt on the couch.Mrs.Carrera wasnt mad though,in fact,she was ecstatic.Kiara hadnt made any girl friends since Sarah Cameron or even kook friends for that matter. “Dont worry about it,just tell us next time.”She smiled down at you.You played with your fingers,nodding before going over to speak to your aunt.Sarah turned to watch you,biting her bottom lip as she watched you leave.That was three months ago.

Kiara grinned as you showed her an oddly shaped rock that you found by the beach,asking her what it looked like to her. “It looks kind of like a bat but it could also be a cat if you look at it when its flipped over.”You flipped the rock,running your fingers along the rough bumpy surface.She nodded,looking through the sand for shells. “Hey,Kie?”You asked,putting the rock in your pocket.She hummed,still looking through the sand.

 “What’s going on with Sarah Cameron?”You asked.Her breath hitched,frowning as she looked at you. “You dont want to be involved with her.She’s evil.Shes like a snake that lures you in and then suffocates you!She’s the worst person ive ever met and her brother is a crack head that beats the shit out of people for no reason.Trust me,you dont want anything to do with her.”Kiara huffed,looking you in the eyes.

You pouted slightly,becoming uneasy. “She seems nice.”You mumbled,making her shake her head. “No,shes not.She acts nice and then she’ll betray you like she does to everyone.She betrayed me!”Kiara exclaimed.

You nodded,biting the inside of your cheek. “Okay.”You mumbled.The rest of the day was a bit awkward after that conversation,Kiara concerned that you were falling for Sarah.She was trying to think of something to tell you that would make you hate Sarah,anything to keep you from chasing after her.She couldnt though.There was nothing that could stop you from liking Sarah.She just needed to get you to like her more.She had asked you not to be around Sarah or talk to her.You had told her that you wouldnt and she was stupid enough to believe you.Two weeks after you made that promise the worst thing imaginable happened.

Kiara hadnt hung out with the boys in a while and they were getting sick of her ditching for you.That lead to her agreeing to go to the beach and surf with them early one morning.It was windy and cool but the waves were fantastic.She carried her surfboard under her arm,walking to the water with John.B as Pope and JJ tossed down towels and their cooler of off brand soda and tuna sandwiches.Her head turned when she heard squeals and giggling,two voices shouting to one another.

She squinted,making sure that she was seeing things right.Sarah Cameron was wearing a red sweater,one that had faded from being washed and worn so many times.She held a tennis racket,fighting off birds that were trying to get to the mice that stayed in the tall grass.She wasnt the only one though.You stood with a tennis racket as well,wearing a bikini top and shorts as you shouted at the birds,trying to get them to leave the mice alone.

Kiara felt her heart drop,realising what was happening.You had told her that you wouldnt talk to Sarah at all and here you were giggling with her.She couldnt even blame you.Your oblivious self had no idea just how much Kiara liked you and how desperately she wanted you to like her back.Sarah had to know what she was doing.The blonde glanced her way,a small smirk on her face to let Kiara know that she was defeated,that you liked Sarah and Sarah had won.

The way you looked at Sarah with so much love and longing made Kiara’s heart hurt.It was the same way that she looked at you.Kiara bit her tongue,looking back out at the waves. “What just happened?”John.B asked,looking down the beach to where Kiara had been staring previously.He thought he understood when he saw Sarah,thinking it was her alone that had ruined his friend’s mood.Kiara hadnt told the group about you yet.She knew that they would beg her to meet you.

SHe had convinced herself that she was worried that they’d like you more than her but she knew better.She was worried that you’d like them more than you liked her just like Sarah.She wasnt ready for those words to collide.Kiara couldnt be mad at you which just made everything hurt more.She had liked Sarah a long time ago so she could understand you.She could relate to how you stared at her with such admiration and how you were following Sarah like a lost puppy.Tears began to blur her vision as she realized that Sarah would hurt you and ruin you.

She hated Sarah so much but right here and right now she wanted nothing more than to be Sarah.You liked Sarah better.Everyone had always liked Sarah more.Kiara had cried into her pillow that night,wishing that you were different,wishing that you hated Sarah.She had sat at her window like a little kid,praying to the first star that she saw that she would wake up tomorrow and be Sarah.When she woke up her pillow was damp from tears and her head hurt,skin splotchy and eyes puffy.Her phone was ringing,causing her to groan and answer without checking who it was. 

“Hello?”She asked,tired. “Hey,Kie.Did you just wake up?”You asked.She grumbled something which you took as a yes. “Its like almost noon.Are you feeling okay?”You asked.She blinked a couple of times,sitting up in her bed. “Yeah,I was just tired from surfing yesterday.Whats up?”She asked,rubbing her head. “I was just wondering if you wanted to come to the cave and paint it with me.”You answered,waiting for her to reply. “Yeah,okay.Give me a little bit to get dressed.”She told you before hanging up.

She looked in the mirror,groaning at how sick she looked.She splashed some water on her face,putting on a baggy yellow t shirt and some white jeans.She tied her hair up in a bun,changing her jeans when she remembered she would be painting.

John.B had called her,requesting that she come to his house to watch Spongebob with him,Pope and JJ. “Cant,im busy.”She answered,trying to keep things vague.He huffed. “Busy with what?”He asked.She bit her lip,trying to think of an explanation. “Im hanging out with my friend.”She answered,hearing him let out a dramatic groan.

 “You’re hanging out with that girl again?Cant she just come with you?”He asked.She smiled,sighing. “Nope.”She hung up.She couldnt introduce you tot he boys.When she had walked down the beach,a smile on her face,excited to see you she frowned,seeing you speaking to Sarah Cameron.

Sarah wore just a sports bra and sweatpants,her hair in a ponytail which let Kie know that she was out on a run.She noticed the way you were biting your lip,eyes not meeting Sarah’s.You were nervous,flustered.Sarah gave you a quick hug before jogging away,not seeing Kiara. “Hey,Kie!”You smiled,jogging up to meet her half way,pouting a bit when you saw how mad she looked. “What’s wrong?”You asked,not understanding.

She rolled her eyes,crossing her arms. “What’s going on with you and Sarah Cameron?”She asked,making your heart drop. “What?”You asked,smile gone.She sighed,looking down at the sand. “You like Sarah,I know that you do.But you cant trust her,okay?”She asked,trying not to cry or sniffle.You licked your lips,looking down the beach.

 “I dont think I understand.”You pulled at the sleeves of your shirt,feeling vulnerable. “Sarah is a really bad person.She pretends to be all sweet and defending mice and turtles but she is disgusting and shes like a rock fish.She lures you in and doesnt look scary and seems all innocent and then you get close to her and she poisons you!She ruined my life and hurt me and she hurts everyone!She’ll hurt you too if you stick around,alright?”Kiara asked.

 “You’ve said that before...but I just...I dont know.There’s something about her.”You mumbled.Kiara wanted to cry,to run,to drown herself in the ocean that was so close. “There’s other girls out there,(Y/N).Theres ones that wont betray you and act like you dont exist.I just dont want to see you get hurt in a toxic relationship,alright?”She asked,his heart thumping.You nodded,giving her a small smile. “Lets go paint then.”You smiled,grabbing her hand and running over to the crack in the rock wall,sliding through.

Kie slid through behind you,giggling as she looked for a place on the rocks to paint.You found a flat area,picking up a palette and squirting out little mountains of red,yellow,blue,balck and white along with a few brushes.Kiara went on the more abstract approach,pouring colors onto her hands,rubbing them together and pressing them against the rocks and smearing them,trying to make something like butterfly wings.

She felt your brush glide against her arm,making a wet streak.She looked over at you,a confused smile. “What are you doing?”She asked,looking down at her arm.  “I need it to be the same color as your skin.”you answered simply,making a large circle with the toffee like color.She watched you,not really caring about what she was supposed to be painting,focused on the way your brush was moving as you made a darker little wave in the middle of the circle,watching as it formed into a nose.

Kiara tried not to stare for too long,making a rainbow flower from her handprints.You used a different brush to make dark chocolate waves of hair,trying to fix the hairline of the painting,getting the paint onto the sides of the circle to make it more like Kiara’s face. “You’re painting me?”She asked,knowing the answer was obvious.

You smiled,nodding and making two dark lines closer to the hairline,making them into little curves for eyebrows.It took a good two hours for you to finish the portrait,Kiara had put on her playlist for the two of you to listen to.Once you were satisfied with the portrait you stepped aside,letting the model see it. “Oh wow….that literally looks like a picture.”She smiled,taking a photo of the painting.You simply shrugged,a small grin on your face. “I kind of just memorised your face I guess.”You answered,feeling heat in your face and neck.

She was hesitant to kiss your cheek lightly,smiling as she looked away from you.Her phone dinged,ruining her good mood because she knew exactly what it meant. “Shit,I have to go home but i’ll see you tomorrow?”She asked,turning off the music and slipping her phone into her pocket. “I’ll walk you home.”You said quickly.She didnt argue,glad that you were willing to do that.

You held onto her hand as the two of you walked,getting some rainbow paint on your hand. “You have school tomorrow?”You asked sadly.She nodded,knowing that you didnt know much about that,being homeschooled and all. “You’ll come see me after school though?”You asked. “Of course.”She answered,coming up her driveway. “So...tomorrow?”She asked,your hand still holding hers.She wasnt prepared when you leaned forward quick,kissing her.

Her eyes went wide for a second before calming,her hand lifting to cup your chin,getting purple paint onto your skin.She smiled into the kiss,feeling so many things at once.It ws the feeling you get when you’re at the top of a rollercoaster,excited and nervous to go down,laughing as it all happened.It was the feeling you get when you hear your favorite song that you had listened too when you were young.

The stong that you used to scream the lyrics too on car rids and listen to it on repeat,the one that you could remember even years later and the excitement that would course through you when you heard it.It was the feeling you get when you get a huge thing of cotton candy at the fair,the sweetness of it melting in your mouth as the sun goes down,the heat on your skin.

You pulled away,your forehead still against hers. “Yeah,i’ll see you tomorrow.”You grinned,turning around and walking away,leaving her speechless.She let out a loud sigh,licking her lips and smiling so hard it hurt before she made her way up her driveway.When she walked into her house her mother was making dinner,her dad on the couch.She went right up the stairs and into her room,falling onto her bed with her face in her pillow as she squealed,staring up at her ceiling,blushing.

Her father came upstairs,asking her who she had hung out with that day. “(Y/N).”She answered,sitting up and trying not to smile again. “Is that the girl that we like?”he asked,referring to himself and Kiara’s mother.Kie nodded,sighing softly. “Okay,dinners ready.”He answered,going back downstairs.

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