#a nosey knight in shining armor

[dreamcatcher92]

Chapter 1: Man in the Window

Summary: Reader falls head over heels in love with her neighbor after a bad break-up. Will he also turn out to be her knight in shining armor as well?

Warnings: smut, language, sex, alcohol use. 18+ only!

The sun was finally shining bright after several dreary days. You decided that this would be the best day to start working on your tiny balcony oasis. You had moved into your new fourth floor apartment in New York City about six and a half months ago. After months of saving, you were able to finally buy the cute decor items that you had your eye on for so long.

Your new three-piece cushioned black wicker patio set had just arrived. You had gone to some of the small local shops and found some fake plants and ceramic jars that varied in sizes and shapes. To accent the entire scene that you had envisioned was a large navy blue and white mosaic outdoor rug.

After carrying everything out of the sliding glass door and onto the terrace, you took a step back and leaned against the railing to picture where you would put everything.  Finally, after about an hour of moving things around, you had finished. 

“Phew!” you exclaimed as you sat down in one of your new chairs and wiped the sweat from your forehead.

As you sat, you watched the sun go down behind all the tall buildings. The city lights were getting brighter as the sky darkened, and you looked around to take everything in. You had only been outside three or four times because of the cold weather so this was the first time that you had been able to actually enjoy an evening outside. You were noticing things that you hadn’t yet and it intrigued you.

Your red brick apartment building has five floors and is in the shape of a big U. So as neighbors were opening curtains, or turning on lights, you would glance in their direction just to be nosey and see what was going on and who lived where.  On the second floor, you could see an older woman watering her plants in her kitchen window. A middle aged man lived on the third floor in a corner apartment. He was in his living room watching football. The lights suddenly turned on in the apartment across from yours. You quickly glanced to watch and see what would appear. 

“Holy shit.” You said aloud to yourself when you saw the man walk up to his glass door and peer out. 

You couldn’t stop staring at him. He was gorgeous. Tall, slender built, and dark brown hair that was styled back neatly. He had a black suit and tie on. He loosened his tie as he stood looking out into the distance. 

He stood still for a few minutes, then turned and walked out of view. You took a deep breath in and decided that you’d go inside for the night. You walked into the kitchen and poured yourself a glass of Chardonnay. Then, you went into the living room and plopped yourself down on the couch. 

A few hours and three glasses of wine later, you had fallen asleep on your couch while watching Grey’s Anatomy. Around 3:30 in the morning, You were jolted awake from the nightmare that you were having.

“It was just a dream! It was just a dream!” you kept saying to yourself over and over as you sat up trying to calm down.

You felt like your heart was going to pound out of your chest. As you stood up, you turned off the television and walked your glass into the kitchen where you placed it in the sink. You looked over to the glass door and saw that you hadn’t shut the curtains yet. You walked over to pull the curtains, but when you looked out and over to the windows across from you, you saw the man from earlier now just in black boxers staring straight at you. 

You let out a gasp and hurried to pull the curtains closed. Shit! Did he see me earlier? How long has he been standing there looking in my windows? These thoughts were racing through your head as you hurriedly made your way to your bedroom. 

As you laid down in bed, you kept thinking of him. His gorgeous hair, those dark eyes, and that undeniably sexy body. You started to feel a bit of a tingling sensation, but snapped out of your thoughts quickly. You literally just got out of a relationship! Granted it was awful, but still! Plus, you don’t even know this guy!

The next morning, you woke up and got ready for the day. You grabbed your computer bag, and headed out the door to the little coffee shop on the corner. You love this tiny cafe and do your work there every day as you eat and drink your usual duo. A lemon blueberry scone and an iced caramel macchiato with cold foam.

You have become one of the regulars, so every morning when you walk in, the barista has your meal ready for you. Then, you sit in the same back corner booth and begin work. You work for a marketing firm out of California, so your job is completely virtual, which you absolutely love. You don’t like going out in public very often, and when you do, you try to go when you see that there aren’t many people. However, living in New York City made that a bit more challenging, but you're adjusting. 

“Need a refill?” one of the waitresses and now your friend, Johanna says with a big smile on her freckled face.

You looked up at Johanna and smiled as you replied, “Absolutely! I think today is going to be a long one.”

“You got it!” Johanna said as she spun around and twisted her curly red hair up into a bun on the top of her head.

The bell rang and someone new walked in. Not many people frequent this small establishment, so when the high pitched noise rang out through the air, you looked up curiously to see who it was that came inside. Your heart felt like it skipped a beat. It was him. The man from the window. 

You sat back quickly and tried to hide in the booth, but it didn’t work very well. He spotted you and gave you a smile. Then, he ordered his coffee and left. A huge sigh of relief left you when he walked out. You had no idea what you would say to him if he approached you. You were a hot mess when it came to talking to guys. 

Over the past few months, you had tried to meet someone. You thought it would help you move on from your ex-boyfriend Spencer faster. You quickly learned just how awkward you are and how awful you are at conversations. You had been on three dates so far and every one of them ghosted you after the first night. It was only a dinner date, and yet somehow you had managed to run them off every time. 

“OH. MY. GOD! Girl, did you see how hot that guy was?!” Johanna said as she handed you your new drink.

You stared at her for a moment and then giggled, “yes, I saw him.”

Johanna sat down across from you and started talking so fast, “I could barely even speak! Ugh! Could you imagine being with someone like him?!”

“Yeah, it definitely would be interesting!” You laughingly replied and then let out a long sigh, “I should probably get going. I’ve finished my work for the day. It wasn’t as bad as I thought after all.” You started packing up everything and slid out of the booth.

“Okay! Will I see you tomorrow?” Johanna replied as you stood.

“Maybe!” You said in a high tone as you made your way to the door, “See you later!”

You made it home and flopped down onto the couch. You couldn’t stop thinking of the guy across from you, but then all of those thoughts were interrupted when your phone dinged from a notification. You grabbed your phone from your pocket and opened up the screen. It was a Facebook notification about memories that you had from two years ago. 

You immediately felt sick to your stomach. You knew that all of your past memories included Spencer. You decided to swipe the notification away without opening it and laid your phone facedown on the coffee table. Those memories were a thing of the past and that’s where they needed to stay. You were tired of anything and everything dredging up things and reminding you of the life you used to live. It’s time to move on.

[slasher-smasher]

Teleporting Keys (Homelander x OC)

This is for my very first submission to @cozycornerevents, prompt: "Where are my keys?" Masterlist

No warning besides not beta read, just HL having terrible hiding spots for things, OC is Cassidy Bishop.

Cassidy wasn't the most meticulous person but she did like to have her everyday items to have a specific place for easy locating. With her hectic schedule, she needed to be able to be out of the door when she got paged from the hospital. 

Her phone –depending on its battery charge– gets set down on the counter in the kitchen so she will be able to hear its ringing when she has her nose shoved into a book on the couch or if she was in a baking mood and was mixing batter while listening to her gramophone.

Her wallet on her dresser, next to the phone charger she uses when she goes to bed.

The sketchbook and pencils had their home on the bookshelf in the living room. Normally she kept them under her bed so she would be able to reach under when inspiration struck but her nosey boyfriend liked to snoop and pull it out to flick through her sketches making her face flush when he gives her a cheeky grin as he sees a new picture of him. His favorites are the ones where he looked heroic mid-flight. 

Her keys hanging from their hook by the door. The little Lego versions of Ryan and Homelander that former made her for her birthday swung by their keychain.

Usually, Homelander comes by to pick her up to spend the night at the tower –which she insisted that she could drive herself there but he just sneers at the idea of her getting in the death box on wheels more than she has to– and takes her home so she can drive to work.

After a serious sit down, she made it clear to Homeander how important her job is to her and that she was a professional so being late is unacceptable. Though that did little to deter the clingy superhero from dragging her back to the warm bed for early morning cuddles. He still made sure she had time to get ready at home. This week was odd though.

One day, after coming home from a long night of celebration of his newly appointed Homelander Day –much to Cassidy’s exasperation about his need to be the center of attention– Cassidy was just about to reach for her keys before stopping short when she saw an empty space.

“Uh. That's strange,” she mumbled as she turned back to the kitchen to see if she left them on the counter. Homelander practically snatched her up and flew out of the window right as she walked through the front door so she couldn't remember where she set them.

After checking other places when she couldn't locate them in the kitchen, she glanced at her watch and started to worry as her time to start her shift crept closer. Biting her lip she pulled out her phone and dialed her lover.

The deep teasing voice that greeted her ears as he answered almost made her immediately hang up and surrender to public transportation and take the lateness, “Changed your mind already? I was just thinking that sunlight would look amazing on you when you're pressed against the glass overlooking the city as I fuck you.”

Over a hundred years old and she still felt flustered at his vulgarity.

“Hush you pervert. I need a favor. I cannot find my keys and I am going to be late. Do you think you can fly here and take me to work?” she knew he would be more insufferable since he has been whining about how dangerous vehicles are and she had a safer way of transportation. His godly self. He would think this as going out of his way to her rescue.

She heard Homelander let out a dramatic sigh, clearly relishing the opportunity to be her knight in shining armor. “I suppose I can make an exception this time, kitten. But you owe me a special treat for this favor,” he purred into the phone, his tone full of smug satisfaction.

Bastard acting like it would inconvenience him. That brat.

She rolled her eyes at his predictable request, Cassidy simply replied, “Fine, fine. Just hurry up before I'm late for work. And no flying too fast this time, you know how much it messes up my hair. I look like fucking Doc Brown before I can fix it.”

With a chuckle, Homelander assured her he would be there shortly and hung up the call. Cassidy couldn't help but smile despite her annoyance at his arrogance. As she waited by the door for him to arrive, she wondered where the keys could be.

She ended up finding them in her bag that she keeps all her art supplies in on the floor by the bookshelf. She forgot that she put them in there when she parked.

That’s when things got weird. Every other day her keys would go missing. She was incredibly confused because she swore that she would put them on their hook when she gets home but it’s not totally strange how often Homelander would sweep in and steal her attention. Plus he was more than eager to take her to work. What made her suspicious was the odd locations she found her keys later in the week.

Once, she found them in the refrigerator, chilling next to a carton of milk. Another time, they were nestled on the cushion of her favorite armchair, as if they were taking a nap. The most perplexing discovery was when Cassidy stumbled upon her keys hanging from a tree branch in her backyard, glinting in the sunlight.

She wasn’t oblivious. She could correlate the teleporting keys and Homelanders earnest want to have her fly with him. Cassidy couldn't help but feel a mix of exasperation and amusement at Homelander's need to have her to himself just a little longer and knew his distrust of cars was legitimate so his fear for her safety was very sweet. Even if she could heal if anything happened.

She decided to confront him about it one evening as they lounged on the couch, his arm wrapped around her shoulders possessively. "John, where are my keys?" she asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

Homelander feigned innocence, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief. "Keys? What keys, babe? I have no idea what you're talking about," he replied smoothly, though a flicker of a smirk danced on his lips.

“Uh huh,” Cassidy wasn’t buying it as she craned her neck back to glance at the once again empty key hook.

He chuckled softly and pulled her closer. “Hey now, you’re the one that keeps having old lady moments and puts them in weird places. Not my fault.”

The jab about her real age and him turning this around on her made her eye twitch but she just sighed and snuggled more into his side. “You know, if you wanna go flying, you can just ask. No need to be sneaky. Nice attempt though.”

Homelander's smirk widened as he leaned down to press a kiss to Cassidy's temple. "Who said I was being sneaky? Just trying to keep you on your toes," he replied playfully, running a hand through her hair.

Cassidy couldn't help but laugh at his antics as she shook her head in fond exasperation. "Well, consider me on my toes then. But seriously, what were you thinking with the fridge and the tree in the backyard?" she teased, poking him in the side.

Homelander let out a dramatic scoff, pretending to be offended. "The tree was genius, you just got lucky missy. For the fridge, I actually didn’t mean to leave the keys in there. I might have gotten distracted," he said with an impish grin, knowing his slip-up had been caught. Cassidy couldn't help but chuckle at his admission, shaking her head in amusement.

"Well, I’ll need to remember milk is a good Homelander diversion," she teased, giving him a playful nudge. Homelander chuckled and pulled her into a tight embrace, planting a soft kiss on her lips.

After a moment Homelander asked in that unsure quiet voice, “So you do want to go flying with me?”

Cassidy looked up at Homelander with a soft smile, her eyes filled with affection. "Of course I do, John. I always enjoy flying with you," she replied, running a hand through his hair “Besides that one time.” They both remembered how their reunion went about. Homelander's face lit up with a bright smile as he lifted her effortlessly into his arms, preparing to take off into the night sky.

[wellfell]

 by the time she hears the swish of a familiar blade , she's already knocked down two of them . though the burning in her eye was enough to distract her from the very sneaky guy who left a bleeding mark on her thin arm — too small for the wound , too pale to hide the grotesque image . akina's main thought was how she was going to deal with the infection if she didn't take care of it quick enough , and the fact that gale was going to remind her that he , indeed , mentioned that bloody lake and it's haunted goblins . she genuinely hates it here , astarion’s presence wasn't even that annoying anymore ; though she glares at him before snatching her blade from the grass .

 akina's height gives her an advantage , or the lack of it . she's easy to slip out of their grasp and very fast , but most importantly determined to prove to him that she didn't need him to show up here like a pale knight in shining armor . fixing her grip on her blade , her chest heaving . oh how she hated fighting when she's wet , and wounded , her blood mixed with the cold ripples , creating gentle tints of crimson — well , she looked more like the lake ghost than what gale was describing . ❛ i'm surprised you were sober enough to dodge the attacks . ❜  her grin is tight lipped , though rather tired and it , unfortunately , lacks warmth . snowflake hair stained with red , akina is almost angry at the mere goblin whose blood dirtied the white locks . goblins are easier to kill than run away from , and the biggest mistake akina did was to try to run instead of just cutting their necks . now she had a gaping wound on her arm , and a very nosey vampire who could smell the blood better than she did . it was on her flesh , in the water , on the dead goblin's blade .

 her steps are wet and heavy , she avoids his eyes when she grips her arm with a soft hiss and brushes past him . could it be like smelling freshly cooked chicken and rice , and not be able to eat it ? does it annoy him ? did he still want a ribbon around her to feed from ? akina isn't afraid of astarion , far from it , in fact she's more careful not to offend him by offering him blood . ❛ go back to the camp , i have to wrap my arm up . ❜  a pause , specifically when her head feels dizzy when she sits on top of a fallen goblin’s back and glares at him . ❛ maybe tell shadowheart to come for help . and don't stand there under setting sun like a creep . ❜  wasn't it almost sinful ? glowing in the dark , at such darkening hours of the evening . it could be against some religions , he could be disrespecting many people by standing there and looking – she gets up again , turns her back to him to move toward their horses . ❛ fucking elves . . . ❜

with no one left to bother, he’s forced to brood by the fire. ‘what’s keeping the tiny one?’ finally, someone else noticed. karlach’s set up the pot over the flame；fish head stew tonight. très yum. astarion swallows a mouthful of blood mixed with brandy. ‘‘stuck in a pitfall somewhere, probably～?’’ his very helpful suggestion. shadowheart lets him know he isn’t funny. it’s fine, he doesn’t think she’s funny either. but she also tasks him with fetching the girl—on the basis of his ‘apparent surplus of free time’. he doesn’t like being called out, but doesn’t resist his assignment. it’s better than merely festering there, wondering. waiting.

astarion never ventures far from camp without his weapons—hardly ever leaves alone unless it’s to find something to kill, fill up on—so stops to retrieve those first. his flask comes along, too, because he may as well enjoy this impromptu stroll through the wilds. he meets the horses first, secure and fed, and… restless? he’s no druid, so who knows. astarion peers around, one hand on his hip, other around his drink, finger tapping the neck of the flask. nostrils flare as he draws air slowly in. her fragrance lingers still, berry-sweet and warm as sun-drenched soil with hints of something slightly askew—like gazing into mismatched eyes and knowing not what to say. the familiarity of the feeling is almost comforting. or, it would be, were there more than just these traces of her.

she’s only just left. five, maybe ten minutes ago. a gentle breeze pulses at him and he drags notes in deeper, eyes fluttering momentarily closed while he gleans. it’s a complex blend of girl, horse sweat, the river—and corruption. goblins, he recognises. he’s smelt it before, on his first day under sun in two-hundred years. another patrol, perhaps, seeking out the grove. he must find her. warn her. his pace is quick；he tracks her scent all the way to the water’s edge, and there it is—chaos, unfurling—and there she is, indeed, thrust right into the godsdamned midst of it. astarion surges forward and low, flask ditched in the grass. he uses its height and soft irregularity to his advantage, a viper narrowed in on his first target. the one giving her hassle. he wets his lips. dual blades, unsuspecting neck. perfect match. he strikes hard, strikes fast, arterial blood spurting forth in ruthless deluge from the two punctured sides like skyward flares at midsummer, staining him, touching her, kissing the earth. ‘‘—still alive?’’ question for her, lethal stab for whatever thought it was slick enough to creep up his left flank unnoticed.

[cwnchul]

a nosey knight in shining armor

location: spades kingdom, a lone broom closet on the third floor somewhere @sooincwn​

**trigger warning: blood, murder, death

Chul sighed heavily to himself and wiped the sweat off of his forehead, carefully to not get any blood from his hands on his face. It wasn’t often that he had to kill within the palace walls in broad daylight and it was even less often that they’d put up a fight. Normally, he’d be more guilt ridden, but the fight that he had put up with and the amount of extra work that he had to do to keep all the noises that the man was making definitely worn him out. He was so stressed out from possibly being found out that he couldn’t even have time to process how angry he was at the Queen for throwing this demand on him so out of the blue and so urgently.

One moment he was tracking down suspicious royals and the next, he receives a text demanding that he immediately murder a witness. And like always, Chul had no choice but to do exactly as she said. No time for questions, just that the man was a witness and his lips needed to be permanently sealed and where the route the man was headed for escape. Chul had to scale the walls and enter through the balcony just to catch the man in time. Then he knocked him out before dragging him to the nearest closet to finish the deed. Only the guy was strong and woke up just as Chul closed the door behind him.

And after thirty minutes of struggling, Chul finally finished the task that the Queen had ordered him to do. But now, his next task was to somehow dispose this body without being seen. Chul groaned and tried to clean the blood off of his hands when he heard the door behind him suddenly swing open.

Chul whipped around and froze and his life flash before his eyes as the knight glanced behind him and at the bloody body on the floor.

[featherymalignancy]

I hope you’re staying safe and well💕I hope I’m not being too nosey/demanding but could you give us another teaser from Omertà 🥺

Thanks lovey! ♥️♥️Here you go!

Omertà Teaser

“And Cassian?”

Cassian turned, and Rhys flashed him a grim smile.

“Keep hands to yourself.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

Rhys rolled his eyes.

“Don’t play stupid. It means keep you dick in your pants and away from Nesta Archeron.”

Cassian crossed his arms, more irritated than he had any right to be.

“Did you give Azriel this speech as well? He’s the one with a weakness for Italian concha.”

“That may be so, but you are the one who got made by two Archeron capo by playing knight in shining armor. I’ve seen the way you look at her and I’m telling you right now: shut it down.”

“Why do you care?” Cassian snapped.

Rhys rose from his desk, expression growing thunderous.

“This situation is enough of a disaster as it is, and sex makes things messy and complicated. Besides, this is Caligero Archeron’s daughter we are talking about. If you don’t think she’s smart enough to make you fall for her then use your feelings against you, then you’ve critically misunderstood how dangerous she really is.”

“You’re being dramatic. I’m not some lovesick little school boy. I know she’s dangerous, and I never had any intention of banging her.”

“If that’s true, then the order shouldn’t bother you.”

Cassian clenched his jaw.

“It doesn’t.”

“Good. Now get out; I still haven’t forgiven you for almost getting yourself killed tonight.”

Cassian glanced at Rhys to find him smiling wryly, eyes softer than his clipped tone.

Despite his lingering irritation, Cassian found him grinning as well.

“Love you too, brother.”

“I mean it, you insufferable bastard,” Rhys said, lobbing a stress ball which had been lying on his desk at Cassian. “Get out of my sight before I break down sobbing in your arms.”

Cassian chuckled, giving the door an affectionate rap before striding back down the hall.

[miyalove]

hello, i hope you're staying healty and feeling good! since requests are open can you write a scenario where atsumu confesses to his f!crush in a indirect way? "moon is beautiful tonight, isn't it?" it's a indirect way of saying "i love you" in japanese, for example. i hope that makes sense! thank you in advance~

—pairing: miya atsumu x f!reader

—warnings: none, reader is into stars, that’s about it, *unedited

—synopsis: 1.2k | one late night, you and your best friend decide it’s a perfect time to go star gazing. during that time, unknowingly atsumu confesses his feelings of love towards you.

—a/n: thank you for requesting, anon! this was a little bit of a doozy for me, i won’t lie! also i couldn’t find any other ways to “indirectly confess” so i ended up using the example you provided! + request are open!

you’ve always been fond of night skies. whether they be dark and stormy, where clouds blocked the bright moonlight or clear and chilly where the moon laid high and mighty. night time brought out a feeling within you that made you want to stay up late and trace the stars.

“(y/n)? is that you over there?” you hear a voice huff. it’s not too far from you so you sit up on the soft grass you were laying on. you’re smiling at the familiar voice that’s no more nothing more than a whisper.

“over here!” you wave him over to you and the blonde feels a sudden relief at your melodious call. he's glad that he didn't just come up to a random stranger because, knowing him, he’d probably make a big fool of himself.

as atsumu strides over, you make note of his messy appearance. different parts of his blonde tresses stick up in crazy directions. his outfit consist of loose fitting shorts and a hoodie that has different colored stains. it takes everything in you to not burst aloud at his horrible style choices.

your brows furrow at your close friend's effortless look. as he finds purchase next to you on the grass, you can’t help but to comment on your observations, “you look like you literally just rolled out of bed.”

you let out a soft giggle while atsumu quirked a teasing brow. “is not my fault i look like this. you called me at 3 in the morning begging to come meet ya here.”

pouting, you’re quick to snap at him, “well, you know you didn’t have to come."

of course he knows that. atsumu may not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but he knows that these stargazing nights are important to you. they make you happy and to see someone he cares so deeply about smile so contently at the moon is enough for him to fight back his grogginess and meet you at your special spot. 

despite the warmth growing in his chest, the setter pouts. lips gutted out and his eyes seep with feigned irritation. “course i hada come, doll. who woulda defended you from all the creeps walking around at night, hhm? i’m like your knight in shining armor!"

rolling your eyes, you wave off his words with a quick, “whatever.” before completely plopping down into the grass again. noticing your movement, atsumu was quick to follow.

side-by-side, the soft clusters kissed at your’s and atsumu’s exposed skin. your arms tingle with the familiar tickle from the grass. it was a sensation the two of you were all too familiar with. since you were kids, the two of you would sneak out to this very park to lay in the grass and just enjoy the silent tranquility the night air provided.

as a young child you were fascinated with the stars. opposite of you, kid atsumu was less then interested. he never really understood your love for the bright balls of gas floating around space but nonetheless he never spoke against it. he was far too excited at the fact that he made his first friend ever to be too caught up on how crazy she is. 

the blonde remembers the excitement of finally making a connection with someone that wasn't his twin brother. he remembers the absolute bliss that washed over him whenever you specifically called him over to play.

the pure euphoria that would course through him when you would pat the plush grass for him to sit with you. he never hesitated to run over and take the open seat. two kids admiring nature’s god given view. however as time passed, feelings changed.

it was in middle school when you visited the same park again with your blonde best friend not far behind you. it was reaching the early hours of the morning, almost 5 am when you two finally made it to the park. laying down, you talk about anything and everything.

how classes seemed to be getting harder, how volleyball practice is going for him, and how he’s made more and more friends lately. you would hum at his words adding onto his stories every now and then. atsumu is a talker, everyone knew that, so it didn’t take much to be entertained.

as you looked up into the night sky attempting to count the stars for the umpteenth time that special night, atsumu looked up at you. your eyes shined despite the darkness enveloping your body. he was too young at the time to understand what he was feeling. too young to know that the warm sensation spreading in his chest whenever he saw you in the halls was something connected to infatuation.

this special place was a world only the two of you connected in. a place where all worries were washed away and atsumu didn’t have to think about his homework due or how the first years still need to polish up their serves. he could rest his hats as captain, student, and even brother when he entered this realm with you.

he had you to thank for this safe space. 

at the easeful thoughts, atsumu found himself looking up at the stars too. not quite matching your enthusiasm as you pointed out different constellations but nodding in awe as you rambled about them.

“wow, doesn’t the stars just always look so pretty?” you’re not looking at him so you don’t notice the way his usual smirk shifts to a genuine smile. the way the beaming orbs so light up your facade. it makes you look heavenly under the dark lights of the night. 

he’s so caught up in drinking every feature of you, that he suddenly realizes he hasn’t said anything in a while. not wanting you to suddenly catch him slipping, the blonde nods forcibly turning his attention away from you.

atsumu lets out a stifled sigh, forcing his attention to the brightest star there is, “yeah, but the moon looks beautiful tonight too, right?”

there’s a silence that envelops the two of you. the setter doesn’t think much of it. sometimes you get so caught up in your star voodoo stuff that you tune out things that he says to focus. he’s still staring at the large glowing moon when he feels your gaze set on him

abruptly, he turns to you, “you good, (y/n)?” quirking a brow, he tilts his head in concern. golden eyes meet your own and by the blank look in his hues you know he hasn’t connected what his words mean yet. 

‘the moon looks beautiful tonight’

his indirect confession echoes in your head. blushing at the double meaning that his response represents, a light chuckle escapes your lips. 

“miya atsumu, you will be the death of me...” your words are meek but not so much that they fall death to the blonde besides you.

as nosey as he is, atsumu pushes you to explain what you mean by that. he wants to know exactly why your face was rosy and what the moons is so important to you. in seconds, he’s raising his voice. practically demanding you to spill your secrets.

as he rises from the grass, he towers over your lax figure. his brows are scrunched together and golden eyes burning with something unrecognizable behind them. he’s pointing an accusing finger in your face as he paces around you. you can’t help but laugh at how childish he was acting.

watching your friend make a big deal about your secret, you decide that explaining what his words truly meant is a task for another day. 

[liamscxtt]

imsg 📲 venus

when: january 2nd, 2021

nb: with his birthday and the anniversary of his twin sister’s death being right around the corner, liam’s basically turned into a major petty asshole. unfortunately, venus fell victim to him. @venusclarkmu

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

not a single text over all the break?!

this hurts actually

how dare you, liam?!

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

who’s this?

kidding

hey pretty girl. how are you?

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

you better be kidding

mad at you for forgetting me

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i didn’t forget about you

…why would i call

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

yes you did

not a single text

not a single call ...

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

…why would i call

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

idk

but ... why not

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

are you okay?

love u

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

im perfect

and thats a lie

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

why would i lie to you?

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

idk but im sure you did

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i wouldn’t lie to you

anyways!!!

catch me up on life

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

fiiiiiine

well...my parents loved august and they just told her she was welcome to come home whenever she wanted and august asked me if i wanted to move in with her

the best Christmas ever basically

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

oh shit

so you guys are getting serious :’)

that’s adorable

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

we are!!

im so happy

i can't stop thinking about it!

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

that’s awesome, venus

i’m happy that you’re happy

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

ah! thank you

i hope she doesn't hate living with me

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i hope she doesn’t either, that would be awkward

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

that would break my heart honestly

but enough about me! how is mr Knight in shining armour doing? 😏😉

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i am far from being a knight in shining armor

but i’m doing okay i guess, just got back a few days ago

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

whatever

and.... that's all?

i tell you everything and you say that?!

i could have told you exactly the same thing

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

well i saw noah again

idk if he was happy to see me or wanted to kill me since it’s officially confirmed that i’m fucking his sister

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

oh how's he doing?

omg I shouldn't be laughing at this but    .....

it's hilarious

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

he’s doing good, i think he’s traveling now

it is pretty funny, can’t lie

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

im happy for him

so... things didn't go bad?

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

no it was actually nice

their mom is a sweetheart. kinda reminded me of my mom

their dad is also cool

so it was a nice time

but i’m glad the holiday’s are done and over with

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

thats nice

omg and the grinch is back, im joking, i know you do

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

the grinch was very intelligent and had great instincts

but i guess i’m just happy because i know it’s a rough time for a few people. like, my mom called me crying in christmas day and that kinda broke my heart :/

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

im so sorry

fuck.... im so sorry

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

no need to apologize lol

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

i was going to continue interrogating you but i fell i should stop lol

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

so you admit that this was an interrogation

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

it was

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

smh

nosey

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

🤷‍♀️

and yet you didn't tell me anything about someone i know

madison? you avoiding talking about her?

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

you’re insufferable

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

thanks 

but now answer

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

what do you want to know?

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

idk

everything?

but not the 18+ parts pls

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜����𝐭𝐭

good thing you said that because i was just about to tell you how much sex we had

but in all honesty, not too sure what’s happening with us anymore

but i like her, a lot

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

good thing but you still mentioned it

i mean you met her parents and nearly got killed by mr big brother LOL

wait is this still liam?

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i could’ve given details

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

i could have blocked you

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

well her parents think we’re just close friends which is probably for the best right now

shut up

so you don’t want to know about what we did

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

and that's what you think

do you think parents are stupid?

yeah you sound as if you wanted to tell me

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

what do you meannnnn

we were friendly the entire time her family was around

no indication of anything … i think

because i know how much you hate it :)

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

nothing ... nothing

bcs i don't need to know what you and my friend do that is not appropriate

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

you said you wanted to know everything

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

...

not that kind of everything

i don't tell you that kind of things (mostly bc i don't want to but still)

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

if you did i would be nothing short of supportive

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

i'm not going to tell you anything, but thanks

are you going to feel better if you tell me? i won't read it but you can express yourself however you want, little liam

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

nah i’m good

better this way

we’re just not close enough for that

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

i'm glad we aren't

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

same

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

the way i'm laughing at this, how awkward

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

don’t ask and the awkwardness won’t happen

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

i don't have to ask, the awkwardness comes with you

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

and that’s exactly why we’re not friends

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

you love me

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i don’t

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

you do

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i really don’t, but tell yourself whatever makes you feel better

yeah and you said i was lying

which you were right about

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

you can't lie to me

LIAM!

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

bye

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

don't you dare leaving

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

what are you gonna do about it

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

go first?!

i mean ... what do you want me to do?

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i’m leaving

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

i've left already

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

ok?

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

you're still here, great

you love me too much

that's how i know

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i don’t love you

i just find this entertaining

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

it's the same

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

whatever

and this is why i don’t call or text

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

because you're rude?

yeah i know

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

ok

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

...

i know you love me

but since you're rude if i get any news about what maddie tells me you're not going to know

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

that’s fine

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

i hate you

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

good

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

i want the divorce

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

already filed

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

ouch

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

yep

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

:(

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

have fun playing house with august

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

:(

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

:)

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

so you're not going to come to our place to meet my babies?!

i know you don't hate me

you love me

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

remember when you wanted me to move in

traitor

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

...

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

HA

got em

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

i can't say no to august

but we can be neighbours

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

it’s fine i finally saw your true colors

worked out for all of us

i would never be your neighbor

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

i see your true colors and that's why i love you?

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

well that love is not reciprocated

but thanks

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

if you were dating someone you would chose them and i would not be mad

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i’m not mad

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

you are

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

far from it

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

i'm sorry

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

lol i’m seriously not mad

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

don't make me feel bad 

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i can’t make you do anything

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

you were supposed to say congratulations

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i told you it was adorable

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

okay sure

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

🤷‍♂️

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

but you still have to meet mcnugget

and be my neighbour

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

no thanks

to both

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

...

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

besides i wouldn’t have been able to afford it anyways so

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

as i told you the last time Rent is included with tuition

come and be my neighbour you coward

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

no

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

yes

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i’m not going to do that

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

you are going to

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

lmao no i’m not

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

yes you are

you can't say no to me, mr platonic husband

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

we’re divorced so yes i can

i’m fine where i am

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

i didn't sign anything so we are not divorced

but you would be better, i would give you cookies

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

no

traitor

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

yes

coward

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i don’t live with those who are unloyal

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

unloyal LMAO

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

or next to those

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

you know whatever you want

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

yup

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

okay

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

👍

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

:(

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

what

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

i'm sad

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

that sucks

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

that's how am i going to reply when you say you're sad

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i never tell people when i’m sad lol

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

bc you don't have feelings

if you had you would not hurt me this way every time we talk

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

how did i hurt you

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

being rude to me

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i’m not being rude

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

and telling me you don't wanna be my neighbour

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

because i don’t?

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

see

RUDE

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

it’s not being rude, it’s being honest

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

which is the same

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

ok

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

the way i would text once more the sad face and we would start this conversation over and over again

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

you don’t have to respond

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

okay sure

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

idk what else to tell you

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

how's your day going?

did you forget interrogating you it's the best thing i can do?

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

fine. how’s your day?

you can ask whatever i’m not answering

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

did you know, you've just answered?!

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i’m done here

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

bye?

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

bye

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

😘

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

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𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

fine

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

get away from me

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

i'll keep annoying you

no

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

and that’s why we’ll never be friends

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

sad

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

not really

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

i'm done here

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

ok

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

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𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

bye bye

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

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𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i’m blocking you

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

i dare you

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

don’t test me

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

I

DARE

YOU

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i’m blocking you

on everything

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

you've said that before

i'm not scared

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

this will be the last you hear from me

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

you've said that before

but you always come back saying you love me

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

you’re the one who texted me first

so i would say it’s the other way around

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

and you told me you love me

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

which i already told you was a lie

i don’t love anyone

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

you love me, i know when you lie

and you weren't

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i only love my mom :) sorry

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

poor family

but i'm the first one on the list

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

what list?

of people i hate?

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

but you what is sadder... you not loving your son

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

yea

i don’t have a son

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

wow

i know everything liam

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i don’t have a fucking son

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

maddie will be happy not having to share 'burned nacho'

the way i love food names for pets

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

she never had to share him in the first place

because you’re a sociopath

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

stop using olivia rodrigo lyrics

but she did and you don't love baby thunder

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

shut up

you don’t know anything about me

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

hey chill

don't get defensive

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i’m fine

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

no you are not

that shut up doesn't sound as if you were fine

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i’m telling you that i’m fine

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

okay okay

i love you

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

thanks

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

what i've read is 'i love you too'

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

don't think so

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

that's what i've read

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

that's not what i typed

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

but see i know you better than you know yourself

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

you really don't

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

how do you know that?

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

because you don't even know my real full name

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

William?

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

nope

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

no?

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

or my favorite color

or what i like to do

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

you like to annoy me

is that colour ... green?

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

no

and no

but nice try

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

you don't like annoying me?

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i don't

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

well you're really good at it

blue?

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

sorry

no

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

orange

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

stop trying

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

pink

purple

aquamarine

red

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

this is sad

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

yellow?

i hope it's not no-one likes yellow

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

stop trying, clark

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

never

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i'm not telling you

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

turquoise

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

my point is

you don't know me

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

i do know you

but you don't know my favourite colour either, that's not important

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

never said i did

i also don't know you

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

which is really sad

okay sure, i don't know you completely but i'm here trying to know you better

you want me to tell you about how i am?

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

why are you trying?

just leave it

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

because you're important to me

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

well i shouldn't be

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

don't say that

you are important and that not going to change because you say so

why do you say that?!

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

why are you getting mad

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

i am not

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

okay

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

if you wanna say you're not important to anyone say it but you know that's not fucking true

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

again, why are you getting upset over this?

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

because i want to

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

ok then

no need to get upset

but u do u

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

of course

i do need to get upset

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

okay

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

you and sky are so similar it scares me

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

we're not

we're literally nothing alike

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

'i shouldn't be important to you' makes you sound just like her

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

we're nothing alike

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

i know the same about you two ... you two are the same (with a couple of differences but the same)

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

we're not.

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

yes

you are

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i'm not fighting with you about this

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

ok

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

alright then

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

bye

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

why

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

why?

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

why

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

why?

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

why bye

why the back and forth

just why

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

you're important to me and i'm fucking tired of you not seeing that

god

and yes i'm mad

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

venus we've been friends or a total of 2 seconds

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

alright whatever you want

i'm tired of this, if you wanna think that go ahead i don't think i can't change anyone's mind

what am i doing?

you know what in this 2 second i realise you're important to me, and i'm not going to leave knowing you think poorly of yourself

you wish i could  just do that

so yeah. .... i'm not leaving .... if you wanna block me do it now

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i don't want to keep upsetting you, and it seems like that's what's happening right now

so maybe we should just leave it here

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

i'm not going to leave it here so it's your call to block me

if not ... deal with me

stop wasting your energy

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

stop wasting your energy

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

never

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

and i don't think poorly of myself, i'm simply just stating facts

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

those are not true

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

so if i'm so exhausting, just leave me alone

it'll probably be better that way anyways

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

do you think i'm going to leave this after reading that?!

you're not exhausting, i just want you to see that you matter to me

why would i keep going back and forth with someone who i don't care about

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

stop.

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

so if you love me or whatever you want to say or at least you care a bit about me stop saying that

no.

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

i don’t love you, so drop it

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

do you care about me?

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

no

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

oh wow

you mean it?

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

yup

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

great

𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦 𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭

yeah, but good talk. i really do hope things workout for you.

𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒖𝒔 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒌

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[imagining-supernatural]

The Thanksgiving Party

Part 22 of Seventy Percent

Series Summary: When you left on your trip to Vegas, you’d planned on letting loose for one last weekend before heading back to reality and getting your affairs in order so your best friend wouldn’t be left cleaning up your mess when your cancer finally ended your life. What you hadn’t counted on was waking up married to a celebrity who has a knight-in-shining-armor complex, connections with an oncologist, and amazing insurance…

Chapter Summary:  It’s Thanksgiving day and you spend it with Sebastian and his friends

Word Count: 1,927

The door closed with a soft click and you made your way through the unfamiliar room to ungracefully collapse on the bed. Three hours into the Thanksgiving celebration and you were ready for a nap.

Surprisingly enough, you hadn’t wanted to leave the group. If it hadn’t been for your body warning you to take a break, you would have still been socializing with Seb and all of his friends. Large groups were never your thing. The nine other people in the apartment would normally be enough to spin your mental wheel of excuses to leave early.

I’m sorry. I have to go. My (spin wheel) chipmunk just (spin another wheel) gave birth and I obviously have to go help.

But your mental wheel was becoming dusty with disuse.

It was strange.

You settled on the bed with some pillows to prop you up into a lounging position and pulled out your phone to call Jasmin. She picked up on the fourth ring.

“Hey Y/N! Great timing. You just saved me from having to change Zander’s diaper.”

The cry of her nephew came through her phone and you smiled. “You’re welcome. How’s he doing? And the rest of your family?”

“They’re great. Well, not my dad. I think he’s finally going to have to change a diaper. First diaper he’s changed since… well probably since I was out of diapers.”

“It’s his grandson. He should change a diaper.”

Jasmin laughed and the sound was immediately followed by the slam of a door. “Sheesh, that was a doozy. I don’t think I’ve seen that much poop since… I don’t think I’ve seen that much poop ever.”

“That’s what he gets for bragging that he’s never changed his grandchildren’s diapers.”

“Yeah. Anyway, enough about my family’s shit. How’s your day going?”

While you spoke, you pulled a blanket over yourself and burrowed further into the pillows. “Not too bad. Seb’s friends are great and I’ve actually been having fun.”

“Good, I’m glad.”

“Yeah. Brittney and Josselin actually set up a lunch date with me next week. So I might have some friends here besides Seb, Sean, and the nurses.”

“Not that Sebastian’s just your friend.”

Jasmin just couldn’t stop fishing. She kept wanting you to admit that you were in love with him or something. Which, honestly, might not be too far off base. You doubted you’d ever meet anyone more amazing than Sebastian. But with the intense situation you were in, how could you believe the feelings that came out of it?

Sebastian was, quite literally, your knight in shining armor. Or knight with a shining arm for most of the week.

So, no. You weren’t going to admit anything to Jasmin. You didn’t want the weight of that on your shoulders. You were simply enjoying whatever the hell you had going on with him at the moment.

“Mmm, no, he isn’t,” you mused, hoping she would get her hopes up. “He’s also my husband for insurance purposes.”

“And tax purposes,” she pointed out.

Holy shit. “I’m going to have to file my taxes as married, aren’t I? Fuck. That’s… fuckin’ weird.” There was a moment longer where you pondered on that before shaking your head. “Anyway. I just figured I’d give you a call while I had a moment alone. I should probably take a nap for an hour or so.”

“New treatment that bad?”

“Let’s just say I have a feeling that I won’t have the energy to even be bitchy for the next few weeks. But mid-January I’ll have the surgery and it’ll have been worth it.”

The two of you shot the shit for a while longer before hanging up. Within five minutes of closing your eyes, you were asleep.

“Hey, Y/N. Time to wake up.”

You shifted away from the hand on your shoulder with a groan. “No.”

The bed shifted and you felt someone lay down on top of the blanket behind you. Sebastian’s familiar arm curled around you as he fitted his body against yours. His lips were at your ear when he whispered, “Josselin and Mike are pulling out the pies.”

“I think I’d rather stay right here with you,” you murmured as you freed your arm from the confines of the blanket to grab his hand. Cuddling up with you was really the worst possible way he could have chosen to try and get you out of bed.

“But… pie. And ice cream.”

“I’m comfy.”

Despite your stubborn words, you forced yourself to start waking up more. Sebastian trailed his finger up and down your arm before heading toward your face, making you scrunch up your face and pull away from his finger. You felt his laughter at your back and couldn’t help your own smile.

By that time, you were awake enough to pull away and lay on your back, looking up at him.

“Hi,” he grinned down at you.

“Hi yourself.”

“How you feeling, sweetheart?”

“’m good. Still tired, but that’s not new.”

“Good. You really wanna stay in here?”

“Nah. Ice cream sounds good. And I like your friends, so…”

God, you could just stare into his blue eyes for ages. You never understood the phrase drowning in their eyes until Sebastian. And his soft, pink lips pulling up into a smile? That rough stubble on his cheeks… How in the world was he so fucking perfect?

His smile grew for a fraction of a second before he leaned down and kissed you. It lasted just a second before he pulled back and sat up. “They like you too. C’mon, let’s go.”

This time, you let him pull you up and guide you back to the kitchen. Several people had bowls with ice cream and pie already, so Sebastian headed right over to the counter to start filling his own. When he offered you a bowl, you held your hand out to refuse.

“I’m still full. I’ll probably just steal a few bites of whatever you’re having and call it good.”

“Why do you think I’ll share?”

“Why do you think I said steal?” You shot right back, tilting your head. “I’m not asking for your permission; I’m just giving you fair warning.”

Mike came up and threw his arm over your shoulder, motioning to you with his other hand. “C’mon, Sebastian. How can you say no to that face?”

Playing along, you gave Seb your best puppy dog eyes and pouty lip.

“Ganging up on me, I see how it is,” he muttered, unable to curb his own smile.

“Hey, you and Jaz gang up on me all the time. Turnabout’s fair play, babe.”

Once everyone had their desserts in hand, you all moved to the living room. You tried to claim a corner of the couch to hopefully fade away and just enjoy observing the witty banter and friendly insults that were being flung around the room, but Sebastian sat right next to you and pulled your legs over his lap. With one of his arms curled around you and the other balancing the bowl of ice cream and pie in your lap, you were right in the middle of every conversation Sebastian got pulled into.

After an hour or so, you felt yourself drifting off. A few people had left and the energy in the apartment simmered down to a more intimate setting. That, combined with Seb’s warm body against yours, lulled you into that space between consciousness and unconsciousness. You were floating just outside of dreamland.

“I like her,” you heard someone say quietly.

Sebastian shifted enough to get your head more comfortably on his shoulder and he hummed in agreement.

“She seems good for you,” the other person said again. Josselin, maybe?

“I like to think so,” Seb murmured.

“She gonna come to Thanksgiving next year, too?”

“You’re nosey, you know that Joss?”

“And you’re avoiding answering the question.” There was silence, then a heavy sigh from Josselin. “I’ve known you a long time, Sebastian. And I’ve never seen you with anyone that you literally cannot keep your hands off of. And not even in the I can’t wait to get you in bed kind of way.”

His hand absently rubbed up and down your thigh. “Yeah, well…”

“Well…? Well what?”

He took a deep breath. “The original plan was to get a divorce once she’s recovered.”

“Plans change. Your plan was to have a fun time in Vegas and get back to your life like normal. Now look at you. This isn’t what your life was like before. At all.”

“Yeah,” he agreed. He pressed his lips to your brow and murmured, too quiet for Josselin to hear, “It’s better.”

“Hey, Y/N, look at this.” Sebastian plopped down on the armrest of your chair, careful of the wires and tubes attached to you. “So, you know how Joss was taking pictures like crazy yesterday?”

You nodded. The only time Josselin didn’t have her camera aimed at one of her guests was when she was eating, or when Mike stole the camera to take pictures of her. Never in your life had you met anyone who took so many pictures.

“She sent me some. Look at this one.” He handed his phone to you, keeping his eyes on your face for a reaction. No pressure for you, or anything, right?

A snort of laughter escaped you and you grinned. The screen was lit with a picture of a laughing Sebastian trying to feed you ice cream, while you leaned back as far as you could without falling off his lap. Ice cream was smudged on your cheek and your own lips were caught in laughter. You hadn’t known she’d gotten that moment on camera.

“That’s a good picture,” you said softly, zooming in on your faces. Both of you looked so carefree and happy… you doubted you’d see that side of yourself until well after the surgery.

Assuming you made it to surgery.

“I was wondering…” Sebastian said hesitantly. Immediately, you looked up at him, waiting for his question. Rarely was he unsure of anything. “How would you feel about me making an Instagram post with that picture?”

What could it hurt, right? The hype around you and Seb had died down since neither of you commented on the hype. So his post would bring you back to the spotlight for a day or two… you weren’t going to look online anyway.

“That’s fine. It might be nice to have a non-paparazzi photo of me online,” you joked.

“You sure?” he asked, but he was already half-smiling, ready to start making his post.

“Yeah. If there’s one thing I remember from Jasmin’s, uh, fanatical Supernatural phase, it’s that fans like to know that their favorite celebrities are doing well when something big happens. You’ve been quiet about… us. Being married. The cancer. I think a post showing you laughing would go a long way with your fans.”

He dropped a kiss on your brow before moving back to his chair across from you. He was tapping away on his phone for quite a while before he finally sat back. Your phone vibrated, alerting you that he’d tagged your neglected Instagram account.

Pulling out your phone, you saw the picture and immediately saved it to your phone. Beneath the picture was the caption:

According to Charles Dickens, “There is nothing in the world so irresistibly contagious as laughter and good humor” and I’m so thankful to have Y/N in my life to infect me with her laughter and humor. #Thanksgiving2019

Four fluffy parts in a row?? What has come over me?? But doesn’t that picture just seem so adorable??

CHAPTER 23: THE FIFTH CHECK-IN

[dolphin-enthusiast]

can i request some hcs for sc and the reader, who only joined them because "shit that dio dude sounds like a fucking bitch. i wanna beat the shit outta him". and after the investigation of speedwagon foundation on her it turns out that she actually has nowhere to go since her parents were killed by dio and she doesn't have any other relatives. while being confronted about this shit she tries to deny it but then gives up and tells the truth. (and maybe reader could be a s/o to crusaders, i dunno)

- In the case of Jotaro, the man would have already been expecting something like it already. Why, you may ask? Well for starters he thought it was just a little suspicious that you decided to just...join them out of nowhere in such a tumultuous journey all because you apparently had a strong dislike for Dio. Then again, no one can blame you for feeling like that anyway. That being said, the second Jotaro found out the truth about you all of his suspicions were instantly confirmed. But did he immediately confronted you about it or pressed you for information? Not at all. Quite the contrary, he waited for the perfect occasion to privately speak to you about this and only then did he put up a bit of a fight in order to hear the truth from your own lips. Upon finding out about what Dio did to your family, Jotaro would sigh then slowly (but tenderly) pull you into his arms whilst reassuring you that you’re safe now and that he’s going to avenge your parents for sure. And while he’s at it, you’re also invited to stay over to his place for as long as you want to. After all, you are the most important person in his life.

- Kakyoin would as well sense that something was off from the first second that you decided to fling yourself right into the middle of this clusterfuck of a journey. Sure he totally belives you when you say that you fucking hate that Dio bitch because so does everyone else, but to suddenly embark on such a dangerous trip solely because of that must take some serious balls. Nevertheless, Kak didn’t pressure you into opening up at all and his questions were always polite and cautious. He’s fully aware of how annoying nosey people can be. And yet when he was informed that you have lost your entire family because of Dio, he was extremely sad hence why he wasted no time and straight out asked you about it later on that day. He knew you were going to be reluctant to answer and so he had the patience of a saint throughout the entirety of time. When you DID open up though he listened to all of it with a look full of both sorrow and empathy, and yet he knew not to pity you either because that’s never a good thing to do. All that the man did was assure you that he’ll be by your side forever and that you two are going to kick Dio’s ass as soon as you meet him. On top of that, he also suggested that you come and live with him and his parents for a while after all of this is over.

- Polnareff on the other hand wouldn’t suspect a damn thing since he’s himbo central. A new vengeful member joined their gang in order to help them take down Dio??? Sweet, more power to the squad! He wouldn’t think of it as being THAT deep although he is aware that you must have your reasons for joining them nonetheless. This is exactly why the moment he finds out about your background it’s going to be like a damn punch to his gut, worse than any of Star Platinum’s punches. Alas he has a loud mouth so he’d instantly confront you about it and would INSIST that you tell him more. He may come across as persistent or nosey, but the truth is that he entirely understands how you feel. He would tell you all about the loss of his mother and sister in an attempt to get you to open up to him more, which would eventually make you give in and reluctantly pour your heart out at him. You two would basically bond over trauma at some point. The upside though is that Pol is amazing at making people feel better and he’d try cheering you up/reassuring you that it’s all going to be fine in no time. He’s going to literally puff out his chest and solemnly swear to you that he’ll personally take down Dio for what he did. Don’t worry for your “knight in shining armor” boyfriend has got your back at all times.

- Joseph would probably be the one that would find out first about all of this due to his connections with the Speedwagon Foundation. He’d order them to do a little digging inside your background just to make sure, and that’s when his slight suspicions would be confirmed. He knew you had to have some pretty fucking strong reasons behind such a bold decision, and yet he wouldn’t bring it up at all in the beginning. He’d wait for the perfect occasion to ask you more about it and would reluctantly tell you that he had found out about your family by using his men. Even if it hurts, you must know the truth since Joseph would hate to make you feel as if he betrayed your trust, or worse, hurt you. He knew you would deny everything and call him a liar, and so he was extremely patient and calmly explained everything to you over and over until you calmed down and eventually opened up to him. Joseph listened to each and every single detail you told him about the tragic event that determined you to join in the hunt for Dio. When you finally calmed down he wasted no time and cupped your face in his hands whilst letting you know that you’re safe now and that he’s going to protect and care for you for as long as he lives. Hell, the man even promised to get you a brand new place all for yourself after the journey is over! That is, if you don’t want to move in with him...

- Avdol has a damn good 6th sense so he wouldn’t be THAT surprised upon finding out the true reason behind your decision of joining the gang. Honestly, as sad and unfair what happened to you is, Avdol can’t help but admire your courage and determination. He’s fully aware of the dangers and risks that this journey has, and yet he feels lowkey proud of you for making such a bold but courageous move. That’s exactly why the man would keep an eye out for you at all times and would be doing his best to protect you while simultaneously trying not to come off as rough, nagging, or worse, nosey. But, as we all know, the truth always surfaces sooner or later, hence why one late evening Avdol decided that it was time to bring up the subject of your parents’ death. He knew you would get defensive, so he calmly explained to you that he has no ill intentions and that all that he wants is to keep you safe, therefore he wants you to be as honest as possible with him. The man does a superb job at making others relax and feel safe, therefore you’d find yourself trusting him and opening up in no time. Avdol would closely listen to your story then at the end would give you one of his good ol’ warm hugs as he’d let you know just how strong and competent you truly are. He wants you to know that he’ll always be there for you and that no one will ever hurt you anymore. He’ll make sure of it. Not to mention that you’re free to move in with him anytime you want, of course.

[dakotacrisis]

A Special Talent

Luka senses a great disturbance. His boyfriend needs cuddles!

---

Luka had a special talent. One he only became aware of quite recently.

“Hello?” Adrien’s voice came over the phone.

“Hey, are you doing okay?” Luka asked as he paced his room.

“Yeah...I’m fine. Why?” Adrien answered.

Luka stopped and anxiously tapped his foot against the ground. Adrien was not fine. Don’t ask him how he knew it he just did.

“Adrien, I know you’re not fine.” Luka sat down. “Now are you gonna tell me what’s wrong?”

“How did--how did you--”

“I just got this sinking feeling that you weren’t doing okay. So what’s wrong?”

“Well…” Adrien then went on a ten minute rant about never being allowed out of his house when he wants.

“I swear I am going stir crazy being cooped up here all day.” Adrien sighed, “I wish I were with you instead.”

“That can be arranged.”

“I’m not allowed to leave the house though and my father won’t let you in. Trust me, I’ve tried to convince him but apparently boyfriends don’t get special privileges.”

“Who said anything about telling your old man?” Luka smirked. “I’ll be there in five.”

Luka hung up and woke up Sass. “Hey little guy, I need your help.”

Five minutes later Viperion was standing in Adrien’s bedroom window. “What’s up, sunflower?”

“Babe, really?” Adrien shook his head, “You were given a miraculous for emergencies only.”

Luka powered down and Sass flew off to play with Plagg.

“Are you saying giving my emotionally distraught boyfriend therapy cuddles isn’t an emergency?” Luka pulled him closer. “Cause I think leaving you all alone when you’re upset is the greatest crime of all.”

Adrien softened and laid his head against his shoulder. “Thanks for coming, dewdrop.”

“Of course.” He pressed a kiss to the crown of his head.

They sat down on his couch and spent the afternoon huddled close. Adrien’s head was in Luka’s lap so he could play with his hair. He hummed him little tunes and cracked a few jokes to get him smiling again.

“Feeling better?” Luka asked much later.

“Absolutely.” Adrien sat up.

“Good. It’s getting late so I should be heading out soon.” He didn’t want to leave but his family would start to wonder where he was if he didn’t get home soon.

“No. Don’t leave.” Adrien hugged him. “I need more cuddles.”

“You’ll get more another day.” Luka grabbed Sass and transformed again so he could leave. “I promise. Can I get a kiss goodbye?”

Adrien stretched to kiss his boyfriend. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Luka gave him another quick peck. “I really got to go now. See you later!”

He leapt back out the window with a giddy little smile on his face.

It was a couple days before Luka got that sinking feeling that something was wrong with Adrien again. It was during the school day and he had been out on break working on composing a new song when a shiver went up his spine. He jumped to his feet quickly squashing his music sheets back into his bag as he rushed to find where Adrien was.

“Hey, Marinette,” Luka ran up to her, “Where’s Adrien?”

“He was sitting out on the front steps of the school last I saw him.” she shrugged. “Why do you--”

He didn’t wait for her to finish as he ran to the front of the school. His gaze swept the steps until he saw a small group crowding around a corner. A familiar blonde head poking out from the center.

“Coming through.” Luka pushed through them to get to Adrien.

“Luka?” Adrien looked at him distressed.

“My sunflower, are you alright?” He blocked his view from the other students. “Are they bothering you?”

“They’re being a little nosey but it’s fine. A new ad came out and people are obsessing over it a bit.” Adrien tried at a weak smile. “It’s more tiring than anything.”

“That won’t do, now will it?” Luka grabbed his hand and pulled him away from the crowd and back into the school. He ushered him over to nearby bench and sat him down. “Better?”

“Well aren’t you my knight in shining armor.” Adrien laughed. “Thanks for coming by when you did.”

“What else am I supposed to do when my Adrien-senses are tingling?” Luka pulled him close so Adrien’s head was resting on his shoulder.

“Your Adrien-senses?” Adrien chuckled. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means,” Luka fiddled with the ends of Adrien’s soft hair. “Whenever you’re upset I’m gonna be there for you. No matter what.”

“Luka…” Adrien was blushing and buried his face in his chest so he couldn’t see.

“You’re too cute for your own good.” Luka felt a small blush rise on his own cheeks. He lifted his head back up so he could fully see Adrien’s flustered face. He left a small kiss on his nose.

Adrien settled a bit and they spent the rest of free period snuggled close in peaceful silence.

Luka had a special talent and what a special one it was. To be able to make his wonderful boyfriend smile again.

[amandaj718]

Emmerdale Live and Organized - September 6, 2017

I was up and down all night. So, I just got up about 20 minutes ago. I may not be so witty today. *You were witty before?* Shut it!

Also, there has to be a reason for all the connections, repeating of storylines and parallels. There is a lot of it happening, and I believe it's for a reason. It's coming too. Our explanation. It has to be.  

Here we go!

Daz/Dan/Kerry

Dan coming around? That is sweet.

Odd. I’m still trying to get into this story.

Jai/Holly

“Nasty little bitty thing!” – Jai to everyone he meets *HA*

Oh honey. Jai? NELL ISN’T HOLLY.

Nell’s mood swings are getting old. I’m someone that saw some kind of a future for her too. *shrug*

Pregnant. *DUN DUN DUUUNNNNN* Nell, honey. Get in line. You can borrow your fake belly from Rebecca.

Oh boy. Keep saying it Jai. Maybe then you will be happy. Oh god. *shivers out of fear*

Cain’s Garage

Cain upset on behalf of Debbie? Cute. I like that. Cain has come a long way as a character.

Ah. The investment is safe!

Lovelorn Ross is interesting. Odd. Very unlike him. I don’t know how I feel about it yet.

The Café Crew

Harriet means well, but I don’t think Nell would be a good story to sell to a paper.

The Pub Crew

Oh. The new guy is in the pub! Welcome to Emmerdale for real Graham!

Charity. Honey. Don’t proposition the new client. That’s the first thing you learn in business school. *wink*

Yup. Sounds about right for insurance companies.

Ross being all ‘in love’ is throwing me off. Literally throwing me off.

“He’s not a chihuahua, Charity.” – Ross about Moses *HA*

I think Harriet is too much of a ‘goodie goodie’ for Cain. It’s like a bad boy meets the church going girl in a bad teen romantic comedy.

Ross is a bit nosey today. Why does he care about Cain and Harriet? What’s going on there?

Ross wants to be Debbie’s knight in shining armor. God. Ross in love is throwing me off so badly right now.

The Bartons

Emma is happy to have everyone under one roof. To watch over. To make sure nothing comes out. Hmmmm.

Leyla not right for Pete? Um….right….sure Emma. SURE.

PETE! Dude! Come on! You just told your mom a HUGE secret! WHAT THE HELL.

Emma. EMMA. Don’t do anything stupid. Oh, wait. I forgot. This is not going to end well.

She guessed Moira right away? Interesting. Another wink at a certain night in December.

Emma will find Priya. I know it. I also saw the pictures. *HA*

‘It’s Just Speculation!’

(It’s Robert Sugden Week over on Tumblr! Check it out!) 

(Emma Teaching Emmerdale Residents in a Sex Ed Class) 

As per usual: Stay off the message boards, respect each other’s opinions, breathe, reboot and eat a Snickers. If you want to talk theory or the show come on over to my twitter and Tumblr @AmandaJ718

Until next time, see you around in Emmerdale! 

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[imagining-supernatural]

The First Interview

Part 13 of Seventy Percent

Series Summary: When you left on your trip to Vegas, you’d planned on letting loose for one last weekend before heading back to reality and getting your affairs in order so your best friend wouldn’t be left cleaning up your mess when your cancer finally ended your life. What you hadn’t counted on was waking up married to a celebrity who has a knight-in-shining-armor complex, connections with an oncologist, and amazing insurance…

Chapter Summary: Sebastian talks about you on his interview with Seth Myers, and something shifts in your relationship when he gets home that night

Word Count: 1,874

“Sebastian Stan everyone!” Seth Meyers announced. You watched through the screen as Seb walked onto the stage.

You hadn’t watched any of his other interviews, but this was the first one where he was going to talk about you, and you were nervous. You weren’t nervous about what he was going to say, per se. You hadn’t lied when you said you trusted Seb’s judgment. You were just nervous about what came after. What nosey journalists or fans might dredge up. So you figured it was best to be prepared.

While Seb greeted Seth, you decided that you needed to tell him about your past. You wanted him to know. Maybe tonight when he got back…

“So, besides your movie coming out, you’ve been in the headlines a bit lately.” Seth moved on from the small talk about Seb’s upcoming movie.

Sebastian nodded. “Yeah, I have.”

“And you haven’t been alone,” Seth prodded.

“No, Seth, I haven’t been. We had hoped to keep it to ourselves a bit longer, but I suppose a drunken wedding in Vegas isn’t the most secure of wedding venues.”

Seth laughed good-naturedly. “No, it is not. For anyone who hasn’t seen the picture yet, here is Sebastian and his wife in Vegas.” He held up the picture that had been circulating of the two of you and Elvis. That night (or rather, morning after) felt like so long ago. “Now, we were chatting backstage before the show and this is quite the story.”

That understatement made you snort from your blanket nest on Sebastian’s couch. Your snort matched Sebastian’s and he grinned. “That’s one way to put it.”

“First off, this wedding… it wasn’t planned, was it?”

“No. Not at all. That night was basically the most cliché night I’d ever had.”

“Sounded like it belongs in the beginning of a quirky rom-com,” Seth offered.

“My wife, when we discussed this, mentioned how much the people who write or read fan fiction are going to love our story.”

So he was going with the truth. You sighed in relief. Before this moment, you hadn’t thought you would have minded either way. But not having to come up with a lie or half-truth in the future would make your life so much easier.

“We actually just met each other that night. Most of the night was a blur, but the next morning I about had a heart attack when I woke up next to her and saw that ring on her finger and the marriage certificate on the hotel dresser…”

“And the pictures of Elvis on your phone.” Sebastian laughed at Seth’s words, nodded in agreement. “Then you went out to breakfast before heading to the courthouse, is that right?”

“What kind of a husband would I have been if I didn’t take my wife out to eat before going to get the marriage annulled?”

“Not a good one, that’s for sure.” Seth sat forward. “You never got the annulment though. Why was that? Most people, when they wake up married to a complete stranger in Vegas would get the annulment as soon as possible.”

“That was the plan. She was very insistent on the annulment. Kind of a bruise to my ego, you know?” The joke played well and you could tell the laughter of the audience calmed his nerves some. “But her reasons for wanting the annulment became my reasons for putting it off. See, she has cancer and didn’t want to pull anyone into that.”

As soon as he said the c-word, a hush fell over the room. The tension was palpable even through the TV screen.

“The treatment options she had weren’t promising, and there were a few other complications that led her to decide that she didn’t want to pursue treatment. That Vegas trip was supposed to be her last hurrah.”

“Hell of a last hurrah,” Seth said. “So, it was your idea to not get the annulment?”

“Yes. I had to practically force her to get on a plane and see my friend, who is an oncologist, for a second opinion. She was insistent on not getting me involved. And the entire time, I wasn’t sure why I was pushing the issue so hard for someone I had just met.”

“But you’re glad you did.” Since it wasn’t phrased like a question, you had to assume Seb had spoke to Seth at length before the show.

“I am, yes.” No hesitation. “We got her into a promising treatment plan and, though it hasn’t been easy, and even though she has horrible taste in music, I have absolutely no regrets.”

Seth waited a moment for the applause to die down. “From what you told me backstage, she sounds like a wonderful, strong woman. I’m sure it was quite the adjustment to go from bachelor life to living with someone who doesn’t take no for an answer.”

Seb laughed. “You’d think that, wouldn’t you? But, no. It wasn’t that hard. I’ve liked getting to know her and becoming really close friends with her. And you’re right, she is so great. And strong. But cancer treatment is really tough and the idea of being hounded by the press has caused her stress that she shouldn’t have to deal with while going through this.”

“I’m sure that after a day in the hospital, the last thing she wants to do is be bombarded with cameras and questions, right?”

“Right. She’s strong, but all of her energy needs to go towards focusing on getting better. We’ll be putting out an official statement soon, but I’d like to use this opportunity to request that everyone respects our privacy. Our relationship isn’t conventional, and I know that makes us exciting, but we need to focus on her health right now. Not the curiosity of the media.”

“It’s obvious you care for her quite a bit, and we hope both of you the best. Hopefully the next time you’re in that seat, your wife will be cancer free.”

Seth finished up by reminding the audience about Sebastian’s movie that was coming out and the camera panned away to commercials now that the allotted time for the interview was up.

Not caring for the rest of the interviews, you turned off the TV. Before the TV even went dark, you turned it on again and put on an old sitcom for background noise.

It’s obvious you care for her quite a bit.

What the hell had Seth meant by that?

Your phone vibrated and you checked the text from Seb.

Sebastian: You see it yet?

Me: I have bad taste in music, huh?

Me: That’s rich coming from someone who has never heard a Weird Al song before he met me

Sebastian: You made me listen to that song about Albuquerque and Sauer kraut so now it’s a valid opinion, since I have heard a Weird Al song

Sebastian: What’d you think about the rest? Did I fuck up anywhere?

Me: It was good. I’m glad you went with the truth

Sebastian: It’s a good story

Me: makes you sound like a selfless hero

Sebastian: I AM a selfless hero, thank u very much

Sebastian: But it’s also our story and I like it

Sebastian: Wouldn’t change a single thing

You stared at his texts for a good minute before getting the courage to type what came next.

Me: No regrets? Really?

His answer came almost instantly.

Sebastian: None at all

Sebastian: That fight over the weekend sucked, but I think we needed it. Cleared some things up for me at least

The fight hadn’t been what you’d been going for. You weren’t fishing for any apology. In fact, you weren’t really sure why you’d asked.

Sebastian: I should be home in an hour or two. Think you’ll be up still?

Me: I make no promises, but I’ll try

Sebastian: See you soon sweetheart

A hand on your shoulder woke you. Groggily, you opened your eyes to see Sebastian smiling at you from where he was knelt in front of the couch.

“Did I fall asleep?”

“Yeah. Unless you’ve been ignoring my texts, you fell asleep like, five minutes after you said you’d try to stay awake.”

“Shit, I suck.”

“Nah,” he assured you. “Blame Helen and Dr. Chowdhury. They’re the ones making your body literally attack itself.”

“Mmm.” You blinked a few times, trying to clear the sleep from your eyes. As you looked at his face, you remembered your decision to tell him about your family. “Hey, Seb? I wanna talk to you about something.”

He smoothed his hand over your hair, cupping the back of your neck. “Can it wait ‘til tomorrow? We’ve both had a long day and I’m beat.”

“Suppose it can.”

“Good.” Before you could say anything, he slid one arm under your knees and the other around your back, lifting you easily. “Then let’s get a good night sleep and talk about it tomorrow.”

“What are you—I can walk, you know.”

“And I can carry you.” Any response you’d had was cut off when he walked past the guest room and nudged open his bedroom door with his hip. He set you down on his bed and leaned over you, arms straight with hands next to your shoulders. “We done saying obvious things?”

No. “This is your room.”

“Yeah,” he raised an eyebrow. “That okay?”

Was it? You searched his eyes, looking for something… a reason, perhaps? Why were you in his room? “I—I guess.”

“Yeah?” Behind his bravado, you could finally see a slight hesitation. A little insecurity. That flicker helped calm your nerves. Sure, you still didn’t know why he wanted you here, but it was nice to see that he wasn’t sure about it either. Equal ground and all that.

“Yeah. Long as you don’t steal the blankets.”

Your teasing unlocked his grin and he pressed a kiss to your forehead before standing up straight. “Wouldn’t dream of it, sweetheart.”

There it was again.

“I, uh, I need to wash my face and, uh, grab my pajamas.” And have a moment alone to think so I don’t explode from whatever the fuck this feeling in my chest is. “Can I walk myself, or do you want to carry me?”

“Hurry back,” he said in lieu of an answer.

When you closed the guest bedroom door to change clothes, you leaned back against it for a second and tried to calm your heart.

Sure, you’d cuddled on the couch over the last few weeks. It wasn’t like this was much different.

But it was.

He’d started calling you sweetheart. He’d started kissing your forehead. He’d started holding your hand more. You’d started holding his hand. As in initiating the physical contact.

This wasn’t just cuddling, you thought to yourself as you grabbed your pajamas from the dresser. The thought was scary, but you almost didn’t care.

And, after you’d gone through your bedtime routine and hesitantly pushed open his door, all of your concerns flew away when he grinned at you and held open the sheets for you. As soon as you were secure in his arms, you came to the terrifying realization that there was nowhere else you’d rather be.

Sleeping in the same bed!?! The world knowing about her cancer!? Her wanting to tell Seb about her past?! What is the next thing that’ll go wrong? (Because you know it’s not all smooth sailing from here)

Chapter 14: The First Conversation