#and then he tells you 'oh her ? uh i mean we hang out i guess but aint nothin' more'
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i feel like touya is the horribly, horribly lovesick kind.
like, i don't think he wants to say his feelings for you out loud, doesn't even want to think about them, really. he's just sort of hoping you wise up and figure out that you're madly in love with him and do something about it yourself.
whenever you two are together and hanging out with friends, he's so fun and crazy touya ! even if it's just as friends ! but if he's hanging out with others without you, he's soâbummer touya: picks on others too much and starts fights just for the sake of fighting and he kind of just sulks in the corner, drinking to himself and wallowing in his misery.
he's also kind of always got someone, an arm he hangs off of so he doesn't look as lonely as he feels. it's never anything serious in his mind; yes, he sleeps in their bed and hangs out with their friends and parties with them and lets himself be held in his sleep.
but if you were to show even an ounce of interest, he'd come running. it's all just for show, someone to spend his time with, so as not to draw too much suspicion when he clings to your back and murmurs jokes in your ear, for the two of you only.
it's all kind of stupid becauseâkeigo tells him thisâif you were interested in him, wouldn't having some side-piece keep you from ever voicing it? which is why touya is constantly telling you that it's nothing, that it's just a fling, not serious enough to pay attention to.
and you always tell him, "okay, touya, whatever you say," with a little smile and a roll of your eyes. teasing him in any way pulls him in further, like he thrives on being the reason for a smile to cross your face.
he's sitting much too close to you on the couch, leaning in far enough that he could kiss you, if you wanted. "what?" he grins, too, dimples deep. "you jealous?"
"no," you scoff, reaching a hand up to squeeze his cheeks once before standing to stretch, letting out a tense little groan as your back straightens and pops. "why would i be?"
but touya doesn't answer, only sinks a little further into the couch, watching your sliver of exposed skin disappear as your arms drop, before looking away.
#âż thoughts: dabi/touya#he's. kind of toxic LOL#he's so annoying i'm chewing him up and spitting him out#he's got some chick that he's always with and that calls him her boyfriend and he sleeps at her house and#and then he tells you 'oh her ? uh i mean we hang out i guess but aint nothin' more'#LOL#a SLEEZE
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It's giving the...main character syndrome. like who tf does she think she is??? Y/N???
NO OH MY GOSH ANON. LET ME TELL YOU. LET ME FRIGGIN TELL YOU.
#okay so i need to give her a name. we will call her yn bc she is just so different and quirky and not like other girls#so i haven't liked yn since freshman year (am a junior) because she seemed incredibly pretentious. she has like awards n stuff for this#asian advocation group and tons of other stuff which is GOOD. but she has a tendency to brag and be very cocky about it.#AND YOU KNOW WHAT. IT WASNT JUST ME. MY FRIEND FROM SEMINAR who we will call Pie for certain reasons (her name rhymes with it) AGREED WITH#ME ABOUT YN BEING COCKY! and Pie and Yn are in the same group since they are both Asian and ppl at my school typically hang out w their rac#is that racist? like there's an asian boys group and asian girls group. but it's only asians and white people; but it's weird since a large#portion of my school is hispanic. i dunno WEIRD SIDE TANGENT BUT BASICALLY THEY ARE IN THE SAME GROUPS; RIGHT? so Pie was agreeing that Yn#can be very pretencious; and I'm then like#oh i don't really like her for the cheating stuff she did with Mac (fake name) and how she got#him to basically cheat on his girlfriendâ and Pie says âoh well Mac started it; but Yn lead him on for over a month while he had a gf#and they kept this going until Yn decided to break things off; WHICH MEANS MAC'S NOW EX GIRLFRIEND NEVER KNEW ABOUT ANYTHING W MAC N YN!#also allegedly according to my boyfriend; Yn was doing homework as Mac was yk DOING it to Yn and she just like... LET IT HAPPEN WHILE HE HA#A GIRLFRIEND. HELLO? and when Yn ends it; he's like âomg but yn... i love you...â âno. i'll only hurt you; if you're with me it'll only hur#uh okay 25k words slowburn vibes.... ANYWAYS so she takes screenshots and sends them in a SUPER big groupchat with 20+ people (including Pi#and my boyfriend) and Pie (who was childhood friends with Mac) called her out saying how it was also kind of her fault for being with a guy#who was in a relationship; but she got super defensive about it. and this same thing happened AGAIN 2ish months later with a girl Jas and#her boyfriend Ben; where Yn was friends with both but basically was emotionally cheating with Jas; leading them to break up; and then she#GOT WITH JAS. HELLO???? WHAT??? and they r still together. none of them talk to Ben even though Yn said they were 'all cool and friends'#SUREEEE GIRL SURE. KEEP TELLING YOURSELF THAT. and Pie called her out on this AGAIN since Pie is friends with Ben and Jas too but Yn got#defensive AGAIN! BC SHE KNOWS ITS A SHITTY THING TO DO! and Pie doesn't really like her because of it and when Pie told me all of that I wa#in shock. because Yn was trying to play the victim in the situation with Mac when she sent the messages to the gc; and tried to do that AGA#N BUT IN THE SITUATION WITH JAS LIKE NO U ARE JUST A CRAPPY PERSON ! and appearently she is SO toxic she was nearly kicked out from a#leadership role at my school's asian pacific islander club or something! like girl WAKE UP! but that's not all; so i didn't know she was#known for going for people who had partners; yet still didn't like her; and last school year (about 4 months ago) my boyfriend got a 'reall#bad haircut' (i thought it was cute; but everyone made fun of him ) and Yn RAN around our campus trying to find him to make fun of him..#like wtf that's so weird and she will post screenshots of their convos on her story and be like 'omg he's bullying me!' when he's being dry#and did that in the gc (this time; i'm in it!) and i crashed out but my bf was apologizing and saying he told her to not post anything but#she didn't listen or something i guess. and sometimes when they are wearing similar outfits she'll post on her story that they are matching#um girl he has a wife and 12 kids. back the FUCK off. and i told him to distance himself from her or set boundries cuz i don't like that n#it makes me uncomfy; so he did which is good! but i still don't like Yn. she is a major pick-me IMO and very two-faced and covers her
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đąđ§ đ°đĄđąđđĄ ⊠youâve never been eaten out and mattâs never triedâŠso firsts all around
you and matt had been hanging out in your room for the past hour. you had just gotten home and he decided to stay over for a bit.
you were watching a show that had a tiny sex scene in it.
âit cannot be that good.â your jaw was dropped as the actress was screaming.
matt laughed at your comment. âthat guys ego is definitely high if heâs getting a reaction like that.
âyeah, like sheâs practically screaming and shouting. although, who am i to judge. i wouldnât know.â you shrugged. âbut i mean if sheâs screaming that loud at being eaten out, imagine how good the sex is.â
unfortunately that comment you made had matt fantasizing about how it would be to eat a girl out and it was odd because he saw you as the girl.
he was fidgeting with his shorts as he felt himself harden at his thoughts. he decided to try to ignore it until you asked him an interesting question.
âhad a girl ever screamed like that when you had given her head? iâm curious.â you popped a popcorn in your mouth.
he hesitated. âu-uhh, iâve never reallyâŠâ he didnât finish his sentence. you gulped.
âreally?â you asked in shock. âsorry, i justâŠiâd just thought that you have.â
âno..have you ever..you know..â he didnât want to say anything else.
âeverâŠâ you were waiting for him to ask.
âbeen eaten out.â he blurted. his boner making things worse.
âoh! um no i havenât. iâve like imagined it but nope, never happened to me.â the movie was the least of both of your worries now that you were both thinking of the same topic.
matt couldnât help but imagine how youâd be in that situation. someoneâs head in between your thighs â preferably his head.
âall quiet now.. have i made things awkward.â you pretended to wince.
âoh, no sorry i was just thinking⊠i kinda wanna know how to. like how to eat a girl out, itâd be good to have some experience i guess.â he confessed.
âuh huhâŠâ you nodded slowly. âmaybeâŠyou can practice? on me.â
his eyes widened at your proposal. âyou donât think it would be a little weird?â
âno, im just gonna tell you what feels good and then weâll both get what we want! given you make me cum, duh.â you laughed.
keep it cool. you thought.
âare you sure?â matt asked again, not wanting for this to be something youâd regret in the near future.
you nodded and thatâs how you got to the position in which you were leaned against the headboard waiting for matt to take your underwear off.
âgo ahead.â you reassured him as he toyed with your waistband.
âokay.â he whispered pulling your panties down slowly.
the suspense of the situation had you aroused. you were excited but at the same time nervous. you kept telling yourself, heâs your best friend, itâs okay. he wonât do anything youâre uncomfortable with.
your pussy and matt were face to face. he gulped a little intimated because he wanted to be good at it.
âsooo i just, go right in?â he asked pursing his lips.
âi guess so⊠maybe idk, foreplay? or wait is this considered foreplay?â you asked confused.
âi donât- im not sure.â he said, unable to tear his eyes away from your center.
âokay, so maybe like use your fingers first?â you knew it was seconds away from being awkward.
as you were about to just say forget it you felt mattâs finger ghost over your leaky hole. he gathered some of your arousal and lathered it over your clit. he then continued to stimulate your clit. your legs bucked up at the sensation.
âam i doing okay?â he whispered, the only thing illuminating his face was the sunset lamp in the corner of your room.
ây-yeah.â you moaned slightly, as he continued to stimulate you. you looked down at him, his fluffy hair and his beautiful eyes. the sight alone had you wanting to just-
your thoughts couldnât even complete because you felt mattâs hot tongue on you. you let out a deep breath as you leaned back and closed your eyes at the pleasure.
his tongue flicked over your clit as he looked up at you for reassurance that he was making you feel good. while matt was taking his time, his thoughts were elsewhere enjoying the way you tasted. in seconds he was devouring you, addicted to the way you tasted.
he licked a long stripe over your center pulling your thighs toward him. he sucked on your puffy clit. âr-right there. fuckââ your eyes tightly shut.
âyou taste so fucking goodâŠâ matt muttered against you. he was consuming you. it was as if he lost all control in himself. he couldnât get enough. âtell me how good iâm doing.â
you nodded quickly. âyouâre doing s-so good.â you threaded your hands through his brunette hair. yes you had fantasized about this situation â not with matt specifically but this situation for sure.
mattâs ego boosted as a spurt of whimpers escaped you as he entered his middle finger in you. he pumped it in and out whilst continuing his previous work on your clit. he had been doing so good, you were on the verge of cumming.
matt could tell too â by the way your thighs were starting to close around his head and shake. he didnât know how he had lived without the taste of you on his tongue. he didnât ever want to stop. he wanted to do this everyday of his life.
you tried to blurt out the words but you struggled; sensitive to how fast he was flicking your clit. he looked up to see your struggle and grinned against you.
âgo on, cum on my tongue. i wanna taste it.â he begged. matt needed to taste you. he enjoyed seeing you writhing underneath him. the way you were struggling to grapple onto reality.
you nodded finally feeling your body seize up as your orgasm washed over you like a big wave. you were tugging on mattâs hair trying to get him away from your sensitive pussy but your orgasm made him want to push you further.
you had begun to feel so sensitive you tried to push his head away as much as you could while whining. âf-fuck â sensitive matt.â you begged and he finally pulled away.
your chest was heaving up and down. you had started to slow your breathing and opened your eyes. matt with your shiny substance drooled and covering his mouth and chin. he had a smug grin on his face symbolizing he was definitely pleased with himself.
âplease tell me youâll let me do that again.â he licked his lips.
you took another deep breath and combed through his hair with your hand. âhow could i not?â
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( oneshot ) ŰŰ kiss me , you idiot ŰŰ â ëŻŒê·
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pairing .á bestfriend-now-boyfriend!mingyu Ă fem!reader genre .á childhood best friends to lovers au , same mess yet lil sweeter word count .á 1.3k song rec. .á â
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Mingyu stood in front of Y/Nâs door, fidgeting with the strap of his backpack. He'd been here a thousand times before, so why was his heart racing like a middle schooler about to confess for the first time?
Maybe because, in a way, he was.
Y/N had been his best friend since childhoodâthe one who used to push him off swings, steal his food, and tease him relentlessly for being taller than everyone else. Their friendship was pure chaos from the start, and that never changed as they grew up. If anything, it only got worse. But somewhere along the line, Mingyu started noticing little things. Like the way his heart beat faster when Y/N laughed at his jokes or the pang of jealousy he felt when she talked about other guys. And the kicker? He realized that he didnât just love Y/N as a best friendâhe was in love with her.
Taking a deep breath, he knocked. Before he could second-guess his entire life, the door flung open, and there she was, grinning mischievously. "Late as usual, Kim Mingyu."
"Iâm literally three minutes early!" he protested, stepping inside her apartment. He couldnât help but smile, though. This was their thingâbantering, teasing, and laughing their way through life. He loved it. And he was about to ruin it all by admitting he liked her.
"You ready for movie night?" Y/N asked, bouncing onto the couch and kicking her feet up. She tossed him the remote like it was a reflex.
"Actually..." Mingyu rubbed the back of his neck, suddenly nervous. "I wanted to talk to you about something first."
Y/N paused, the grin fading just a little. "Uh-oh, serious face. Should I be worried?"
"No, no. Well, maybe? I don't know." Mingyu was making this worse, wasnât he? He took a deep breath, sitting down beside her. "You know how we've always... had this, uh, thing?"
"What thing?" she teased, clearly not sensing the gravity of the situation.
"This... chaotic, fun thing between us." He waved his hands in the air, trying to find the right words. "But also, Iâve realized itâs not just chaotic and fun for me anymore. Itâs more."
Y/N tilted her head, her eyes narrowing in playful confusion. "More like what? Are you saying you want to rob a bank together? Or maybe start a prank war?"
Mingyu huffed, shaking his head with a nervous chuckle. Leave it to Y/N to make even his serious moments feel like a joke. "No, Iâm saying..." He inhaled sharply. "I like you, Y/N. Like, really like you. More than just friends."
Silence stretched between them for a moment. Y/N blinked at him, her usual quick-wittedness seemingly gone for the first time in their long friendship.
"Oh," she finally said, breaking the stillness.
Mingyuâs heart sank. "Oh?"
"No, I meanâ" Y/N suddenly burst out laughing, clutching her stomach. "You... you were so nervous! You looked like you were about to explode!" She reached over, ruffling his hair like she always did when teasing him.
Mingyuâs mouth dropped open. "Wait. You're... laughing? I just confessed to you!"
Y/N bit her lip, trying to suppress her laughter, but she was failing miserably. "Mingyu, you dork. I know."
"You know?"
"Yeah, youâre not exactly subtle," she said, grinning. "I've noticed for a while now. You think I wouldnât catch on to the way you blush whenever I tease you? Or how you always seem extra flustered when I call you cute?"
Mingyu felt heat rise to his cheeks. "Then why didn't you say anything?"
"Because I was waiting for you to figure it out and tell me, obviously," Y/N replied matter-of-factly, still smirking. "Besides, itâs way more fun watching you squirm."
He groaned, covering his face with his hands. "I can't believe this."
"Hey, at least now it's out in the open," Y/N said, pulling his hands away from his face. Her tone softened, and there was a sparkle in her eyes that made Mingyuâs heart flip. "And, for the record, I like you too."
Mingyuâs brain short-circuited. "Wait, what?"
She smiled softly, this time without the teasing edge. "Yeah. I like you, you big idiot. Iâve liked you for a while."
"You could've told me," he said, still trying to process what was happening. His heart was hammering in his chest, a mix of disbelief and joy.
Y/N shrugged. "Where's the fun in that?"
He stared at her for a beat before his lips curled into a grin. "So... what now?"
"Now," Y/N said, sitting back against the couch, "we continue our usual chaos. Except now we get to kiss and be all gross and couple-y too."
Mingyu laughed, the relief washing over him like a tidal wave. "You're the worst, you know that?"
"And you're stuck with me," Y/N replied, poking his side. "Now, come here and let me give you your first official couple smooch."
Before Mingyu could react, Y/N had pulled him in, pressing a quick, playful kiss to his lips. It was so casual, like something they'd done a million times before, but it sent his heart soaring all the same.
"So," he said, pulling back slightly, "does this mean I can kiss you whenever I want now?"
"Within reason," she teased, poking his chest. "Donât go overboard, Kim Mingyu. We still have a movie to watch."
But Mingyu had other plans. With a mischievous grin, he leaned in again, this time capturing her lips in a deeper kiss. It wasnât just playful now; it was soft, sweet, and filled with all the feelings heâd been bottling up for months.
When they finally pulled apart, Y/N's cheeks were pink, and she looked slightly flusteredâa rare sight. "Okay," she breathed, "maybe you can kiss me a little more than I thought."
Mingyu laughed, his heart feeling lighter than it had in ages. "See? Told you itâs better when weâre a couple."
"Debatable," Y/N shot back, but the smile on her face told him she didnât really mean it.
Over the next few weeks, their relationship didnât change much. They still bickered, teased each other relentlessly, and pulled pranks like they always had. The only difference now was the added sweetnessâthe way Mingyu would wrap his arm around her waist as they walked, or how Y/N would absentmindedly reach for his hand while they were talking. It was chaotic, but it worked. It was them.
One evening, they were at a friendâs housewarming party, and as usual, chaos ensued. Mingyu and Y/N were being their usual loud selves, debating over something trivialâthis time, it was about who could make a better spaghetti carbonara.
"I'm telling you, you put way too much garlic in it!" Y/N said, waving her hands around dramatically.
"Itâs called flavor, Y/N. Ever heard of it?" Mingyu shot back, rolling his eyes.
Their friends were used to their antics by now, but someone asked, "Do you guys ever fight about anything real? Or is it all just spaghetti and who can prank better?"
Mingyu and Y/N exchanged a glance before bursting out laughing. "We donât really fight," Y/N said between giggles. "But if we ever did, Iâd win. Obviously."
"You wish," Mingyu said, pulling her into a side hug, his voice dripping with playful affection.
"You guys are disgustingly cute," their friend groaned, shaking their head.
"Well, itâs either this or complete chaos," Mingyu replied, grinning down at Y/N. "And trust me, you donât want the chaos."
Y/N elbowed him in the ribs, laughing as he feigned injury. "Ow, see? Sheâs violent!"
"Only when necessary," Y/N said with a wink, standing on her tiptoes to kiss him on the cheek.
Mingyu beamed, pulling her closer. He never thought falling for his best friend could feel this... right. It was the same chaos, the same playfulness, but now it came with a sweetness that made his heart feel full.
And as long as he had Y/N by his sideâwhether they were fighting over spaghetti or teasing each other about literally anythingâhe was more than happy to be caught in the mess.
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I got the itch to write dealer!Sam, so thatâs what Iâm doing. I hope you enjoy!
Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, mentions of weed, flirting, kissing, rough actions, hair pulling, choking, biting, scratching, oral (f rec), unprotected sex, creampie, filth
Word Count: 2.3k | unedited
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You have a small smile to the man who helped you out of the car, âThank you.â
He nods, âNot a problem, Miss y/l/n. Enjoy the party.â
You smile and walk up to the door, mumbling to yourself, âI definitely wonât.â You take a deep breath, sighing as you walk through the doors.
This hotel was absolutely breathtaking.
Crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling, sculptures incorporated into the ceiling works, it was like you walked out of real life and entered something of the fairytale sorts.
âChampagne, Miss?â
You look up at the guy holding the tray of glasses holding bubbly, and you groan, âYes, please. Yes.â You take the glass off of the tray and down it within seconds, âHold on.â
You place the empty glass on the tray and the water raises his brows as you down the second glass, âDo you want the third one or should I just walk away?â
He laughs as you look at him and you smile, laughing softly, âIâll take the third, please.â
âItâs yours.â He smiles and gives you a nod, âEnjoy your night.â He walks away and you bring the glass up to your lips, sipping it as you move to walk around.
âI thought big parties werenât your thing?â
You turn around to your friend, Alisha, âTheyâre not, but you know I canât turn down an open bar.â You joke, bringing the glass up to your lips.
âYou mean, you canât say no to Sam.â She smirks and shakes her head, âI know you, y/n. You canât lie to me.â
âOkay.â You roll your eyes, âYou got me on that one, but we just friends, you know. He deals me weed and we keep it at that. Easy peasy, lemon squeezey.â
âYouâd let him squeeze your lemon if he asked.â She laughs into her glass and you push her, âOh my god, shut your mouth.â
You take a sip of your drink, âBut yes.â
You both laugh and you look around, âSpeaking of. I gotta find him. I need to place an order.â
âYouâre out already? Didnât you just see him two days ago?â She raises her brows and you shake your head, âNo, no. I want..â you move in, âI want to see if he has anything right now. Iâm anxious as fuck being around all of these rich people.â
âY/n.â She pauses, âYouâre a part of these rich people.â
âWhat? Just because Iâm good friends with the son of the people who own this place?â
She nods, âYeah. Kinda.â
You shake your head, perking up when you see Sam making his way down the steps, âOh. There he is.â You chug your drink and hand it to Alisha, âTake care of this for me?â
She scoffs at your empty glass in her hand, but takes it anyway, âJust tell him you love him already.â
âNot gonna happen.â You glance back at her as you walk away and smirk, turning to make your way through the crowd.
Sam looks around, doing a double take when he sees you. He smiles and lifts his hand to wave, looking back at the man heâs talking to, âHey, Iâll find you later.â
You smirk, tilting your head as he walks up to you, âI thought you werenât coming?â
You shrug, âChanged my mind, I guess.â
He smiles, âCan I get you a drink?â
âOh, Iâve already had three.â You laugh and he raises his brows, âAlready? Didnât you just get here?â
You laugh, âYou know crowded places like this make me anxious.â You look around and back at him as he tilts his head, âUh huh.â
You step closer, âYou um, wanna disappear for a little bit?â
âY/n y/l/n. Are you trying to avoid this party?â Sam fights back a smirk and you sigh, groaning as you tilt your head back, âSam.â
âAsk nicely and maybe Iâll consider it.â He smirks and you fight back a smile, âI did ask nicely.â
âDid you?â He squints and tilts his head and you laugh, âSam. Please.â
âOh begginâ me now, huh?â He leans in, âI kinda like that.â
Your heart feels like itâs about to beat out of your chest.
âDo you?â You ask, rolling with the punches, âCause, I can do a lot more if you help me out.â You look up at him, tilting your head as you bat your lashes.
âIf I give this to you, what do I get in return, hmm?â
You could tell he was joking, but you shake your head, letting out a sigh as you speak nothing but the truth, âMaybe youâll get the confession of being so in love with you that it hurts, or youâll get me on my knees, your pick.â
His brows flick up and he takes a shaky breath, âI was thinking more along the lines of you wonât leave this party early but goddamn, y/n.â He wraps his arm around your waist, âIâm good with getting both of those options.â He nods, âCâmon.â
You bite your lip as you walk with him, your hand gripping his jacket as he leads you towards the elevator.
âSam.â A voice calls out, âWhere are you going?â
He turns, you still attached to his hips, âUpstairs.â
The man glances at you and he sighs, âYou have the toast to make here soon.â
Sam looks at the elevator as the doors open, âJust stall. Iâll be back soon.â He nudges you towards the elevator and walks in behind you.
The doors arenât even closed yet and your leg is already brought up next to his hip, his hand holding your thigh as his lips attack yours, âSo..â he says in between kisses, âYou love me, huh?â
âYeah, I do.â You smile, tilting your head back as he kisses down your neck, âAnd I promise, itâs not just because youâre my dealer.â
âOh good.â Sam leans back, brushing hair from your face, âI was hoping it was my charming personality that caught your attention.â
You laugh, âYeah, thatâs one of the reasons.â You pull him back in, moaning lowly as he bites down on your lower lip.
The doors open and he pulls you forward as he walks backwards off of the elevator. He spins, your hand in his as he leads you down the corridor.
âWhere are we going?â You ask as you glance over at him.
He looks over at you as he pulls a keycard from his pants pocket, âMy penthouse suite.â He smirks, âThat a problem?â
You shake your head as he pushes the door open, âNothing about any of this is a problem.â
You walk in and Sam is right behind you, his hand grabbing yours as he pushes the door closed with the other, âWhere are you rushing off to? Thought you wanted something first?â
âRearranging things is never a problem.â You pull him towards you, your hands sliding up to push his jacket off of his shoulders as he leans in to kiss you.
He pushes his jacket off before his hands find your hips, squeezing as he walks you back into the wall. His hand slides down, pulling the slit of your dress up further, âGod, you are so beautiful.â
You smile against his lips, âI came here tonight just for you.â
âI figured.â He chuckles and steps back, âCome on.â He leads you into his room and you raise your brows, âWow. All of this and just you?â
He wraps his arms around you and sighs, âYeah, well thatâs what happens when the person you like doesnât say anything to you until now.â
You roll your eyes with a smirk, âMy apologies Mr. Golbach.â
âMhm.â He smiles and reaches up with one hand to cup your cheek before planting a kiss on your lips, âHow about you get that dress off now.â
You feel the zipper on the back slide down, revealing your back and you gasp quietly before it drops down to the floor, pooling at your feet.
He walks you back to the bed, his lips trailing up and down your neck before your legs hit the edge, causing you to sit down.
He drops down to his knees, reaching up to pull your panties down your legs. He tosses them down before pushing your knees apart. You lean back onto your elbows, watching as he lifts your one leg over his shoulder.
He dips his head down, his tongue trailing up your slit and you gasp out, your body shifting as you move your arm to lay a hand on his head, âS-Sam!â
He groans against you as his tongue pushes in.
âF-fuck, fuck.â Your head tilts back, moans leaving your lips as Sam move his tongue to your clit. You watch down at him, his eyes on you as your face scrunches with pleasure, âSam.. Sam..â you pant, âP-please.â
He pulls away, undoing his shirt as quickly as he can before undoing his belt and dropping his dress pants.
You bite your lip as your eyes fixate on the cock online in his boxers, the walls of your pussy clenching around nothing.
You continue to watch as his boxers leave his body and he starts to crawl up the bed as you move up, lying back as his body hovers over yours.
Your hands slide up his arms, legs spreading further apart as you feel the tip of his cock bump against your folds.
He pushes his hips forward, groaning lowly as his cock enters inside.
You tilt your head back more, the nails on your fingers digging into the skin of his shoulders as you let out loud moan after moan.
âFuck, baby. You feel so fucking good.â Sam moans lowly into your neck, kissing and nipping at the skin, âSo fucking good.â
Your arms tighten around his neck as you tilt your head up to smash your lips against his.
He swallows your moans with ease, groaning as his thrusts pick up, âFeel good, baby?â
âYes!â You moan loudly, gasping as you squeeze his cock, âFuck, yes, yes. So good!â
He slides his hand up, laying it around your throat as he moans into your ear, âtakinâ me so well, sweetheart.â
He leans up, hand still on your throat, âFuck.â He groans as he looks down, watching his cock slip in and out of you, âSo fucking hot.â
His eyes move back to your face, head tilting as he watches your eyes roll back with the harder he squeezes.
He bites down onto his lip, tilting his head back before letting go. His lips on hours muffled his groan and you wrap your legs tight around his waist, whining out, âSo.. fuuuck, Iâm right there, baby.â
Sam sucks a hickey onto your neck, groaning against you as he feels your walls spasm around him. Your limbs holding him tight as your back lifts up off the bed and your moans glide through the room.
âThatâs it, baby. Fuck, good girl.â
Your breath hitches and your head snaps back to look at him. He smirks, âYa like that or something?â
âComing from you?â You smirk, gasping as his thrusts deeper, âY-Yes.. a lot.â
He bites down on his lip, leaning down to whisper in your ear, âI can give you a lot more if you let me.â He kisses up your jaw and to your lips, swallowing your moans as his thrusts resume.
You tangle your fingers in his hair, moaning out as his grip on your outer thigh grows tighter, âFuck, fuck, donât stop! Donât stop!â
âGoddamn.â Sam groans as he buries his face into your neck, moaning as his cock twitches inside of you. His thrusts slow down, slowly pushing his cum deeper into you.
He presses a few kisses to your neck, moving to your lips before rolling off of you, âSo, how about that J now?â
You roll over, âOh fuck, I forgot all about that.â
âThatâs what you wanted first, wasnât it?â Sam chuckles as he presses a kiss to your forward before getting up.
âI mean, it was, but like I said, Iâm not worried about rearranging.â You smirk and sit up, moving to grab your panties and slip them on.
You walk over and watch as he brings the joint to his lips, âHere.â He breathes out, âIâm gonna get redressed.â
You groan before taking a drag, turning to watch him grab his clothes. You exhale the smoke, âWe still have to do that?â
He laughs, nodding his head as he slips on his boxers and pants, âYes, babe. We do. Well, I do. If you want to hang out-â
âNo.â You shake your head, âIâm good to go.â You take another hit and smile as you walk over to him. You blow out the smoke, âAs long as Iâm with you down there, Iâll be good.â
âYou can be wherever with me.â He smiles as he takes the joint from your fingers. You smile and watch as he takes a hit before giving it back, âYou know..â he blows out the smoke, âYouâll have to pay for this later.â
You bite your lip, âYeah?â You tilt your head, taking a drag, âWhat do you want?â You hold it for a few more seconds and exhale as he chuckles, âIâll leave that up to you.â
He flicks his brows up and pecks your cheek, âGet dressed.â
You hand him back the joint and walk over to grab your dress, âYouâll be paying for this later.â You tease as you slip your dress up your body.
Sam walks over, âYeah, what do you want?â
You smirk, glancing over your shoulder, âIâll leave that up to you.â
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(Spoilers for. Real life?? I guess???)
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Five figures stand, solemn, at the celestial summit of nowhere. They discuss matters of great import, and observe the fragile gossamer thread that is all that surrounds them, and-
Oh. No, nope, nevermind. They're just arguing again, aren't they.
"-don't know what you expect ME to do about it!" snaps the Red One.
"I don't know, Grian, how about literally anything?" asks the Scarlet Moon, raising an eyebrow.
"I mean, you could at least tell us what's going on out there," says the Ruby Star. "I don't think that's too much to ask, Grian."
"Riiight, like that'll help," says the Bloody Victor, rolling his eyes.
"Oh, for goodness sake, Martyn, do you have to make this difficult every single time?" snaps the Red One. "Anyway, we've got loads of time to work this out. It's only just started, even if it was a bit earlier than I thought it would be," he grumbles, irritated.
"Oh! Look!" calls the Coquelicot Loner, from where he is peering away from their circle at something that would look, to anyone but the five present, entirely indistinguishable from any other patch of the universe. "They must be done! Someone's coming!"
"What?" The Red One frowns. "Don't be ridiculous, Scar, there's no way-"
A brilliant beam of starlight shoots down from the heavens, and tears through their little circle like a formula one car cutting through the middle of a picnic.
It leaves behind...
Huh.
What. What is that.
There is... a. Person? But the proportions are all wrong, nothing this world has ever seen before. The limbs are mismatched, twisted, not quite connected. The movement is... disturbingly smooth, except when it jerks and jumps at seemingly random moments.
Whatever they are, they regain their balance, look around, and... laugh. "Oh, hey guys!" they say. "You know, I really didn't think this counted. But here we are, I guess!"
"Mom?" says the Coquelicot Loner, squinting at her. "Why are you short?"
"Oh my god, Scar, you can't just ask people why they're short," says the Ruby Star, apparently on autopilot.
"Yeah, and, uh, not to be rude, but more like why are you an eldrich horror? But, like, more so than usual?" says the Bloody Victor, backing up and looking rather alarmed.
They raise an eyebrow. "Oh, we're doing this now, are we?" They shake their head. "You know what this is perfectly well. We did another game, and I won. Deeply surprising, I know, but here we are!"
The Scarlet Moon tilts her head. "I mean, not that it's not nice to have you here, I guess, but that seemed real quick for a whole game, Cleo."
"Yes, thank you Pearl," says the Red One, narrowing his eyes. "I quite agree. Just how violent WAS this one that it's already finished? And WHY was I not informed?"
Cleo laughs. "To be honest I don't think anyone expected it to matter. And, I mean, sure it was violent, they always are, but it was all pretty light-hearted to be honest! Not a lot of drama, you know." She looks around, and seems to remember something. "Oh, Scott, I let a zombie kill you at the end! Sorry about that, I didn't realise quite how low you were. It was pretty funny, though."
The Ruby Star blinks, and shrugs. "I mean, fair enough. Hey, that means Divorce Quartet is all here, now!"
The Coquelicot Loner squints. "...Does that make you my stepdad, Scott?"
"No," says Cleo.
"God no," says the Ruby Star. "For, just, so many reasons."
"Yeah, I am not doing that again," says Cleo.
"So... So, hang on," says the Red One. "You're saying, in your game, it was all just. Cool and fine and calm. No pain or blood or sacrifice. No agonising entangled web of alliances. No cold-blooded, cold-hearted backstabbing?"
("Hey!" says the Bloody Victor.)
"I mean there was plenty of blood, technically. And Martyn did sort of try to stab everyone in the back and then run away."
("...Yeah, ok, fine," says the Bloody Victor.)
"But no, not much emotional turmoil, all in all! It was pretty chill, really!" They glance around the circle. "It was nice to see Ren again, too! I think he was off roleplaying with Martyn most of the time, though."
"I'm going to kill you," says the Bloody Victor, despairingly. "How is that fair?!"
"Life isn't fair," says the Scarlet Moon.
"Oh, you-"
"Can you shut up for five minutes," snaps the Red One.
As the bickering continues, the Coquelicot Loner and Ruby Star sidle up to Cleo, avoiding her wavering, eldritch outline.
"So!" says the Coquelicot Loner. "How's dad?"
Cleo gives him a look. "Scar," they say.
He holds up his hands. "Ok, ok! Just asking!"
She shakes her head, not without affection. "Is this really all you do here? Just stand around and irritate each other?"
"No!" says the Coquelicot Loner, seemingly deeply offended.
"Yeah, pretty much," says the Ruby Star.
"Ok well that's stupid," says Cleo.
"Yes," says the Red One, having extricated himself from the continuing altercation between the other two. "This is extremely stupid." He claps his hands, drawing everyone's attention and finally ending the argument, for now. "All in favour of erasing the past few minutes from existence and pretending none this ever happened?"
"Aye," says everyone but Cleo.
"What," says Cleo.
"It means you get to go home and you don't have to stands around in a circle with us lot for the rest of eternity," says the Scarlet Moon.
"Oh. Yeah, definitely do that," says Cleo.
"Wonderful," says the Red One, and clicks his fingers.
...
Five figures stand, solemn, at the celestial summit of nowhere. They discuss matters of great import, and observe the fragile gossamer thread that is all that surrounds them, and-
The Coquelicot Loner speaks. "Well, that was fun, wasn't it! Do you-"
"I thought we just agreed that didn't happen, Scar," snaps the Red One.
Oh, ok. Alright, they're arguing again.
Yeah, we probably don't have to stick around and listen to this any longer, either. I don't expect it's going to change anytime soon.
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3 times hiccup asked you to marry him + the time you realized he meant it
hello! this was an early draft for this request: Hello!!! Imagine hiccup telling reader "I'm in love with you" / "Marry me" out of blue after a stare down (can be established relationship or not muahahaha) I like how this turned out, except for the ending. it's sort of shitty in my opinion. also, this isn't proofread. and sorry for any mistakes, english is not my first language. feel free to point them out. also, thereâs a slight corpse bride reference with the vows!! as always, thank you for reading. let me know what you think and if you'd like more of this. requests are always open!
1.
Snoggletog was one of your favorite festivities. The beautiful coat of snow that hugged the soil, and the way the sunlight softly reflected on it was perfect to you. You loved to see how vikings busied themselves by hanging up ornaments and mistletoe on the doors. You loved hearing the out-of-tune carols that echoed across Berk. And you loved the late cold nights as you and the dragon riders sat around a warm fire and talked about the dayâs happenings.
One thing you did not love though, was the Snoggletog play, specially because it had been assigned to you all this year. It was the dragon ridersâ responsibility to plan, organize and act it out the day of Snoggletog.
âWhat about the start of dragon races?â Snoutlout suggested.
âThey did that two years ago,â Astrid replied as she sharpened her axe.
âWe could do Loki-â
âWeâre not doing Loki day Tuffnut,â Hiccup interrupted him.
A moment of silence passed amongst all of you.
âWhat if, we make a reenactment of Odin and Freyaâs marriage? How they stopped the Aesir and Vanir war,â you said while nibbling on your thumb.
âThat could work,â Fishlegs said.
âI like it, we could even get the dragons in on this,â Astrid suggested.
âOf course, brilliant idea (Y/N),â Snotlout said as he stood up with a cocky attitude. âSpecially because I would make the perfect Odin.â He flexed his muscles and stroke a victorious pose.
You chuckled and pushed him away, âSit down Snotlout. I was actually thinking that Astrid and Fishlegs could be Freya and Odin.â
âOh no,â Astrid said immediately. âIâm not good at performing. Plus, you gave the idea, you should be Freya.â
âAlright,â you said. âIf no one else is up for it, Iâll be Freya. Fishlegs, are you ok with being Odin?â
âYe-â his reply was interrupted by Astrid elbowing him. âI mean, I wish I could butâŠI-I donât like performing.â
âWhat but you love perfor-?â
âHiccup! Why arenât you Odin?!â Astrid chimed in as she placed her arm around your shoulder while the other went around the brunette-boyâs shoulders.
âUhâŠI-I guess,â Hiccup said.
Astrid grinned while looking at you, âGreat! Itâs settled then!â
âWhy would you do that?!â you shrieked as you pressed the palm of your hands to your eyes.
Astrid, who sat next to you overlooking Berk from a nearby cliff, shrugged, âOh I donât know. Maybe because Iâm tired of you two beating around the bush. Why donât you kiss already? Itâs obvious you want to.â
âShut up Astrid,â you said while sitting up. You rubbed your hands together to provide some heat to your body. âIâm not even sure if he likes me.â
âYouâre as blind as Gothi is mute,â she replied.
âHow can you be so sure? Has he said anything about me?â
âYouâre hopeless Y/N.â
The days went by, and Snoggletog drew closer and closer. Right after training, you went to rehearsals, and while most of it went by in fits of laughter and jokes, you all managed to build a production. You often tended to practice with Hiccup, since you had the most line together, and it gave you an excuse to spend more time with him. During this period, you had managed to gain some small victories in the love department, holding his hand, dancing with him, and hearing him laugh while you acted out some of your scenes being some. However, there was something you both had been avoiding: the marriage kiss. It made your heart flutter and your stomach swarm with butterflies every time you though about the possibility of kissing him; on the other hand, it also felt like Gronkle iron swishing around your intestines. What if he didnât want to kiss you? What if he just did it out of pity?
Your mind was plagued with questions up until the big day.
âGood luck,â Astrid said while she gave you a knowing look. She was looking forward to the kiss, and if what she had told you was true, all of the dragon riders were too.
The play started out good, Snotlout and Tuffnut played the Aesir family, while Ruffnut and Fishlegs played the Vanir.
The scene changed and the Aesir were complaining with Hiccup about how Freyaâs magic and her help towards the Vanir was the reason for their shortcomings.
I was then your time to appear. After several attempts from the Aesir to try to kill Freya, you and Odin came to an agreement: you were to marry each other.
âMarry me,â said Hiccup. And as you looked into his eyes your breath hitched. He had a smile plastered on his face, and his eyes gleamed.
âI will marry you,â you replied as you offered him your hand and he put the ring on your nuptial finger.
The scene was supposed to end there, you were about to take a step backwards so that the actual marriage scene could take place, however you felt a hand wrap around your wrist, and before you knew it you were being kissed. You were being kissed by Hiccup Haddock.
Your shock was palpable, however you dissolved into the kiss once the initial incredulity had passed. Once Hiccup felt the kiss was reciprocal, he wrapped his arms around your waist and drew you closer.
2 .
Dragon racing was a hefty sport. Ever since it was created, it became a fan favorite amongst Berkians. Once every full moon, a match was held that was sure to be the talk of the town for at least a week. On summer and winter solstice, you held the dragon riding tournament, that usually lasted for about a week; except for that one time when the black sheep had wondered deep into the woods, and you werenât able to find it for two days.
Point of the matter is, dragon racing was a serious issue for vikings. And thatâs why victories where celebrated so grandly. You never particularly cared for the celebrations, however wining was important to you; your usually carefree nature was irrecognizable when it came to the sport as you became a furiously competitive rider. This change, spared no one. Not even your boyfriend.
âIncoming!â you called out before snatching the black sheep from Hiccupâs arms, as you held on with your legs to (Y/D)âs saddle while she flew in an upside down position.
âHey!â he shouted in response with a light chuckle.
âI wish I could say Iâm sorry, but Iâm not!â you replied with a shit-eating grin directed his way. With the black sheep secure in your arms, you flew away, not a hint of remorse visible on your face.
You returned to your upright position and quickly flew up to your basket and threw in the black sheep. As soon as you do so, you hear the crowds cheers and applause mixed with the blow of the horn, signaling that the match has ended.
Astrid joined you on the platform, followed by Ruff, as they cheered you on and celebrated your team victory.
Hiccup watched you, still mounted on Toothless with a lovesick smile present in his features, âIâm going to marry her,â he said as he took in your beautiful smile.
âI donât think youâre her type,â said a voice next to him. Tuffnutt flew next to him with a pissed expression -probably because of their defeat- âbut go for it. Iâm sure my sister would be flattered.â
3 .
âDo you think there are other people out there?â you asked as you stared blankly at the stars. âI mean, besides us dragon riders and dragon hunters. Do you think that maybe thereâs another civilization that has been familiar with dragons long before us?â
You heard Hiccup chuckle, âPossibly, maybe they even know of species we have yet to discover.â
âI wonder if they maybe think the same of us. Maybe weâre some strange advanced civilization to themâ, you said with a light giggle as your thoughts went wild with the idea of the unknown. âOr maybe, weâre cavemen in comparison to their civilization. MaybeâŠthey know about our existence, and they have just decided to leave us alone because weâre not worth their time.â
âThatâs a bit depressing isnât it?â Hiccup asked, humored by your rambling.
âI donât think so. I think itâs excitingâŠâ you said slightly breathless as you stared at the vast abyss of twinkling lights that spread above you and beyond. âJust imagine everything weâve yet to discover.â
You faintly heard the huffs and growls of your dragons, who were entertained by Hiccupâs prosthetic leg as they fought each other for it.
Hiccup allowed himself to steal a glance at you for a fraction of a second. He thought that the view in front of you was beautiful, but to him, the real wonder was sitting right next to him. You looked breathtaking with the starry abyss reflected in your eyes. Yet, you were so unaware of it.
âMarry me.â
He didnât mean to actually say it. But he just couldnât control himself when he was with you.
Your trance was broken and you stared at him wide eyed, in disbelief at what he had just said. However as soon as you saw his expression mirroring yours, you burst out laughing. You couldnât say truthfully that you had never though about marriage, especially with Hiccup.
Hiccupâs startled expression morphed into confusion.âW-What? Why are you laughing?â
âAre you sure you want to marry me?â you asked in between giggles. âYou donât seem very sure.â
âWhat? Y-Yes! Of course Iâm sure! Why wouldnât I want to marry you?â his eyebrows furrowed in the way you loved. The way that told you you had successfully managed to get in his head. He had turned his body so that it was now mirroring yours, and his shoulders were raising up and down as they usually did when he was trying to explain something or defend a point.
âFine then. Iâll marry you.â
His rambling stopped immediately. âWhat? Y-You will?â
You shrugged your shoulders nonchalantly. âSure. Why not?â
You stood up then as you walked around the small island you had stumbled upon earlier that day. Leaving a very flustered and confused Hiccup behind.
âWait! Where are you going?â he called after you as he struggled to get up. He rambled on as he chased you, asking about arrangements and other things.
âAha!â you said victoriously as you crouched down over a patch of grass with some wildflowers sprouting out.
Hiccup peered over your shoulder, trying to see what you were doing.
Eventually you stood up and extended your hand towards him. He stared at you blankly for a moment, and muttered to himself, tryin to understand your actions. Still, an amused smile was present on his face.
âWell?â you said after a bit. âGive me your hand.â
He did as you instructed, and then you took out your other hand from behind, which gently held a blade of grass along with some small wildflowers intertwined with each other, forming a ring.
âI know itâs not the best craftsmanship, but I figured we couldnât get married without rings,â you explained with a soft giggle.
Hiccup grinned down at you, and laughed incredulously. He wondered how he ever got you to agree to be his. âIâm afraid to tell you dearest, but I donât have a ring for you.â
You sighed mockingly and rolled your eyes. âI know that. I assumed you would be too in your head about your future duty as chief and the dragons to think about me.â
âHey!â he protested immediately. âIâm always thinking about you-â
âBut worry not!â you said as you giggled playfully. âSince I know you well enough to be married, I know you well enough to be prepared for our wedding.â You reached into one of your pockets and puled out and identical ring, which he gently grabbed.
He stared down at you, with a skeptical expression.
âWell, go on with it. Do you want to marry me or not?â you asked as you tilted your head slightly to the side.
Hiccup sighed and then locked his eyes with yours. âI, Hiccup Horrendous Haddock, the Third, make this oath. With this hand I will lift your sorrows. Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine. With this candle, I will light your way in darkness. With this ring, I ask you to be mine."
Once the traditional vows were finished he gently took your hand and slid the delicate ring onto your nuptial finger.
You watched with a smile as he carefully placed it, and once he was done, you repeated the vows and slid his ring onto his own finger.
With your ceremony done, your lips met in a gentle and warm dance. You felt as his hands slid down your back and rested on your hips, holding your body closer to his.
âThis is the second time weâve been married now,â he whispered as he broke apart form the kiss,
âHow scandalous,â you whispered back with a soft laugh, as you remembered the Snoggletog performance and how it ended up with your first kiss.
âMaybe the next time we get to do it, youâll actually be wearing white.â
You stared up at him with a raised eyebrow. âIs that so? Does that mean youâd like to bed me next time?â you teased.
âIâd love to bed you now,â he said with a slight chuckle. âBut Iâm aware youâd rather follow the traditional path.â
You laughed and patted his chest. âWell, youâll better get me that white dress quickly then.â
4.
Hiccup had been acting weird all day. Evading you and whenever you managed to track him down he responded any question you had in a dismissive manner. You had figured you should let him alone for a while, at least until he was ready to talk about whatever was bothering him.
He did tend to get too into his own head whenever he was worried, and it took you telling him about it for him to realize he could share his burden with you. But this time it was different.
When you had asked what was bothering him he dismissed you as soon as he could and continued what he was doing.
It had hurt you. It made you think if you had done anything wrong, but you couldnât think of anything. It was scary thinking about what this could mean for the both of you.
âAnd youâre sure he hasnât ever acted like this before?â Astrid asked as she tried to make sense of the situation with you.
You where both sat in the Great Hall, as the rest of the vikings ate their dinner. You however, couldnât seem to make anything go down past your throat, as worry consumed you.
âYes Astrid, I am sure,â you replied rather harshly. âI donât even know where the hell he is right now. For all I know heâs probably off in another girlâs house. Maybe he got tired of waiting for me. Maybe he realized he doesnât want this sort of commitmentâŠâ
You knew that this was irrational thinking. Hiccup had never given you signs that he didnât want to be with you anymore, on the contrary, he was always very reassuring on how much he liked being with you. Up until now you had never had any reason to doubt your relationship; but up until now, Hiccup had never behaved like this either.
âDonât say that! That boy is crazy for you. He has been since we where thirteen.â
You sighed and buried your hands in your hair. âThen why is he acting like this?!â
âI think you should ask him yourself,â Astrid said as she placed a comforting hand on her friendâs back.
âIâve already tried thatâŠâ you groaned out. Your voice muffled by your arms, on which you were resting your head.
âGive it one more try. Maybe heâll snap out of it.â
Reluctantly, you agreed and made your way up to the watch tower. It was Hiccupâs turn to keep watch tonight, so you knew he wouldnât be able to escape this time.
You felt the heat of the fire before you saw it, and you knew he was there.
âYou need to cut the crap Haddock,â you started as you saw the faint outline of his shadow as you were nearing the end of the stairs. âIf I did something wrong, just tell me right now because I canât keep doing this. Weâre not teenagers anymo-â
Your throat closed up as soon as you saw him. A gasp escaped your mouth and your hands flew to your face.
In front of you, Hiccup was down on one knee and a small wooden box sat comfortably on the palm of his hand.
âYou bastard,â you whispered just to yourself.
He chuckled at that and smiled as he saw your reaction. He then opened the box to reveal a small silver ring in the shape of some intricate patterns.
âMy dearest Y/NâŠâ he started, but the lump in his throat wouldnât let him go any further.
âOh HiccupâŠâ you breathed out as you approached him slowly.
âPlease marry me,â he said finally.
You crouched in front of him with tears in your eyes and held his face in your hands.
âOf course I will marry you,â you replied as a teary laugh escaped your throat.
To him, it was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard.
He laughed then, as he slid the ring in, and looked up at you. He cupped your cheeks with the palm of his hand and pulled you closer until your lips met. He tasted tears and relief in that kiss.
You eventually separated and you hit his chest lightly.
âDonât ever do that to me again you bastard!â you said as the tears flowed, and you whipped them off as nervous laughter escaped your lips.
âI swear this is the last time love,â he chuckled as he crouched his head slightly to help you whipe your tears.
âNot that! Donât ever avoid me like that again Hiccup! I was starting to think that maybe you didnât want me anymoreâŠâ
Hiccup grabbed your chin gently and made you look up at him. âTheres no one else Iâd rather want.â
You laughed nervously once again and offered him a teary smile.
âIâm sorry I scarred you love. I justâŠI was so nervous.â
âItâs okâŠâ you reassured him. âI understand.â
He smiled down at you and whipped another tear. You didnât mean to keep doing it, but you had been so worried all day long that it was finally coming out. You didnât want to ruin your moment like this. It was supposed to be a moment for celebration and happiness. You tried to make it stop.
âYou can cry. I will lift your sorrows,â Hiccup said with a soft laugh as he whipped another tear.
You smiled then, tears still flowing out. But you knew it would be alright. He would make you feel alright. He always did.
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Third Time's the Charm?: Chaggie
Vaggie: (bringing Charlie on a romantic walk through the Morningstar gardens) Hey, Charlie, there's something I've been meaning to say....
Charlie: (phone rings) I'm so sorry, Vaggie. Hold that thought! Dad's calling. (picks up) What's wrong, Dad? ..... He what? ..... With WHO?!?!?! .... I'll be right here! (hangs up) We gotta get back to the hotel, ASAP!!! Tell me later?
Vaggie: Uh... Yeah.....
Charlie: Great! Let's go! (grabs Vaggie's hand and runs while dragging her)
Vaggie: this is fine.......
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Vaggie: (sets up a romantic meal at the hotel just for her and Charlie) Okay, we're at the hotel, so nothing should get in the way this time.
Charlie: Vaggie, this is so sweet! You got all my favorite foods here! What's the occasion?
Vaggie: (shrugs nonchalantly) Can't a girl spoil her beloved without a reason? (swallows) But... I do have a reason, I guess. You caught me. I wanted to say something.... kind of important.
Charlie: (raises an eyebrow and balks) Are you breaking up with me?!
Vaggie: What? NO!!! No! Nononononono... Exact opposite. I want to stay with you forever, babe.
Charlie: (sighs) Whew! Good, because I want to stay with you too~
Vaggie: (smiles and starts pulling the ring out of her pocket) Charlie, I-
Explosion erupts through the door leading to the kitchen as a gruel monster growls deep within.
Angel: HUSK!!! I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU COULD COOK!!!
Husk: I haven't cooked in decades! Why the fuck would you think I could cook!?!??!
Charlie: Holy shit! (runs over to the kitchen and grabs a fire extinguisher)
Vaggie: (listens to the screaming and sounds of the extinguisher blasting a gelatinous blob monster) ......this is fine.....
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Vaggie: (sitting on the balcony of her and Charlie's room and staring at a fireworks display she asked Lucifer to put together for her)
Charlie: (staring starstruck at the fireworks) Wow! This is beautiful, Vaggie!
Vaggie: (rests her chin in her hand as she stares at Charlie) Yeah... beautiful....
Charlie: (notices Vaggie staring and blushes) What? Is there something on my face?
Vaggie: Just your gorgeous blush, babe~
Charlie: (giggles all flustered) Vaggie, stop! What's got you lying on the charm so thick all of a sudden?
Vaggie: You deserved to be charmed every day of your life, babe. I love you, and I want to be able to do that for you. (grabs the ring in her pocket) So, Ms. Charlotte Morningstar. (sees Charlie wrinkle her brow and snickers) Charlie... will you-
Niffty: (out on the veranda, jumps onto one of the firework rockets and blasts into the air) AAAAHHHHHHHHHH-HAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!
Lucifer: Oh, quackers!!! Let go of the rocket, kid! I'll catch you!
Angel: Nah, let her be! She likes the pain!
Charlie: OH, MY GOD!!! NIFFTY-
Vaggie: (finally snaps) No! No more interruptions! You! (points to Charlie)
Charlie: M-Me?
Vaggie: Wedding! You and me! Holy matrimony and all that shit! Marry me! (pauses as she groans and holds up the ring) Charlie, will you marry me?
Charlie: YES!!!
Hazbins: FUCKING FINALLY!!!
#chaggie#charlie#vaggie#proposal#hazbin hotel#incorrect quotes#lucifer#niffty#angel#husk#third times the charm
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You didnât know but with a twist
Hazbin Hotel! Adam x Fem!Reader
Warning: swearing
A/N: Hey<3 My name is Verosika and Iâll write fanfictions whenever I have the time to :) This is my first time writing one, so itâs based on the song "You didnât know" to make it easier for me. Just to let you know english isnât my first language..so be prepared for some grammar mistakes :,D
Y/N POV:
We all sat in the courtroom, waiting for the trail to begin. Next to me was my husband Adam and Lute. I wasnât supposed to be here but Adam wanted me to hear the "childish" and unrealistic ideas of the princess of hell.
After everyone was here Sera spoke "We're gathered here today to determine whether or not a soul in Hell, can be redeemed into heavenly realm by means of this 'Hazbin hotel', Princess Morningstar?",Sera said wanting Charlie to speak up.
I looked down to Charlie,my head resting on Adamâs shoulder. "Webster's dictionary defines redemption as-" before Charlie could speak Adam interrupts her: "Objection, lame and unoriginal". I sighed at his immature behaviour and gave him a slight bump with my head.
Charlie was flipping through her cards making Adam roll his eyes. "If you have actually evidence, then show it already." He said,glaring at Charlie. "We have two patrons already theyâre making incredible progress" Charlie defended and I smiled, "Who?", I asked. "Angel Dust" Charlie spoke. "Oh yeah, the pornstar demon" Adam snickered as he added. "He's totally worth being redeemed".
Suddenly Monika,another demon stood up. "Well then, if you know so muchâŠwhat do you think it takes to get into heaven?",she spoke. It was quiet until I asked if Adam was okay. He scoffed as he pulled out a golden paper from his pockets and a pen, "Give me a fucking moment, okay?",he then started writing and gave me the paper as I read it out, "Act selfless, don't steal, stick it to the man?", I chuckled looking at him with an raised eyebrow. He shrugged "Uh, yeah? Sure got me here...didn't it?",he said seemingly questioning himself. Sera sighed before saying: "He was the first human soul in heaven."
In the following hours Charlie showed us the improvement of this demon called Angel dust and how he did everything what Adam wrote on his list but nothing happened. Sera only sighed as she wanted to declare the trail as failed and that we will see what brings someone to heaven when the first soul arrives. I sat there with my head hanging. I felt bad for keeping my secret,especially when I looked over to Emily,who held the paper that Adam had written earlier.
Emily: But she was right, Sera. She showed us a soul can improve. He saw the light, Sera. Checked all the boxes that you said would prove a person deserves a second chance. Now we turn our backs, no second glance?
Sera: It's not as simple as you think. Not everything is spelled in ink.
Charlie: It's not fair, Sera!
Vaggie: Careful, Charlie, keep a cool head.
Charlie: No! Don't you care, Sera? That just because someone is dead, it doesn't mean they can't resolve to change their ways turn the page, escape infernal blaze.
Y/N: I'm sure you wish it could be so. But there's a lot that you don't know.
Lute: What are we even talkin' about? Some crack-whore who fucked up already? He blew his shot, like the cocks in his mouth. This discussion is senseless and petty.
Lute & Adam: There's no question to be posed!He's unholy, case closed. Did you forget that Hell is forever?
Adam: A man only lives once, we'll see you in one month. Gotta say, I can't wait toâŠ
Y/N: AdamâŠ
Adam: Come down and exterminate you.
Emily: Wait!
Adam: ShitâŠ
Emily: What are you saying? Let me get this straightâŠYou go down there and kill those poor souls?
Charlie & Y/N: You didnât know?
Adam: Whoops
Lute: Guess the catâs out of the bag.
Adam: Whatâs the big deal?
Emily: Sera, tell me that you didn't knowâŠ
Sera: I thought, since I'm older it's my load to shoulder
Emily: No!
Sera: You have to listen, it was such a hard decision. I wanted to save you, the anguish it takes to do what was required.
Emily: To think that I admired you, well I don't need your condescension. I'm not a child to protect! Was talk of virtue just pretension? Was I too naive to expect you to heed the morals you're purveying?
Charlie: That's what the fuck I've been saying!
Emily,Charlie & Monika: If Hell is forever, then Heaven must be a lie! If angels can do whatever, and remain in the sky. The rules are shades of gray, when you don't do as you say. When you make the wretched suffer just to kill them again.
Monika: Don't you act all high and mighty!Adam did you ever think your "sweet" wife might be a liar?
Y/N: Huh? Wait noâŠplease!
Monika: Donât be such a crybaby! Why hide the fact that you were a demon just like us?
Part 2
#hazbin hotel#adam x reader#hazbin hotel x reader#hazbin hotel adam#hazbin hotel adam x reader#x reader
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bad at flirting - fushiguro megumi
word count: 6.2k warnings: swearing + second hand embarrassment summary: megumi doesn't know he's bad at flirting, but his friends are happy to help him! ___
Megumi is totally, absolutely, downright terrible at flirting. He canât lay down a vibe to save his life. Not once has he had the intention of flirting and actually made the person heâs flirting with realize that heâs flirting with them. It might not be often that heâs attempted to get a girlâs phone number, but itâs never worked.
And to make matters worse, he has no clue.
His friends donât realize just how badly he needs their help until she comes around- and even then, itâs two months of her attending Jujutsu Tech that they realize the poor boyâs been trying to flirt with her.
Itâs Yuuji that spots the odd interaction first.
Megumi had been walking with her, clearly listening to whatever she was talking about that Yuuji couldnât hear from where he was hanging out on the front steps of the main building. But he was close enough that when Megumi noticed him, Yuuji gave him a wave and a grin.
The ravenette gives a short wave back- if you could call raising a hand for two seconds before begrudgingly shoving it back into his pocket a wave- before turning towards her again.
He says something Yuuji canât quite hear, his hand rubbing the back of his neck, and she replies with a nod and a smile, before turning and walking off on her own.
When Megumi makes his way to Yuuji, the first thing he notices is his rosy complexion.
Yuuji doesnât think heâs ever seen Megumi blush. The sight makes him snort before laughing.
âWhat was that all about?â He asks, half teasing as he stands up.
âWhat do you mean?â Megumi replies, almost dumbly.
âYouâre blushing!â Yuuji cackles loudly. âShe must've said somethingâÂ
âNot really,â Megumi shrugs. âJust happens when I flirtâ He adds in a mumble.
Yuujiâs entire world shatters around him. His laughter ceases, his jaw drops, and heâs staring blankly at his friend as if heâs never seen him before.
Megumi? Flirting? Blushing? (y/n)? Megumiâs flirting with (y/n)? On purpose?Â
His brain computes it all at once in a fast, sloppy mess of thoughts. But when it dawns on him, his face splits with a wide beam
âOh my god you like (y/n)!?â Heâs practically screeching with joy.
Megumi tries to scowl, but his pink face betrays him, and it only makes him look more adorable.
âI had no idea!â Yuujiâs bouncing on his feet now, âHow long have you liked her? How long have you been flirting with her? Whatâd you say anyways? Does she flirt back? You got good moves?âÂ
âI guess,â Megumi shrugs, his hands awkwardly fumbling together. Â
Heâs never really had a crush on anyone before, not like this anyways. And heâs definitely never had anyone to talk about a crush with before, so he was fairly nervous talking about it now.
âLiked her for a while,â He mumbles, looking anywhere but Yuujiâs expectant, excited face. âProbably since she got here. So⊠I guess Iâve been flirting with her the whole timeâÂ
âThatâs adorable,â Yuuji gushes. âYou guys do spend a lot of time together. Have you gone on any dates?âÂ
âYeah, I train with her all the time,â Megumi replies, all too surely. âAnd we study, tooâÂ
Yuuji furrows his brows.
Oh, no.
âTraining and studying?â He repeats, confused.
Megumi nods his head.
No Megumi, no.
âThose arenât dates,â Yuuji tells him. âDates are movies. Or ice cream. Or a picnic, or⊠well, anything other than training and studying. Those are just chores youâre doing togetherâÂ
âBut itâs just the two of us,â Megumi explains. âAnd Iâm flirting with herâÂ
âOkayâŠâ Yuuji still sounds unsure. âWell, how much are you flirting? Give me a lineâÂ
âA line?â
âYeah, like, tell me something you say to her when youâre flirtingâÂ
âOkay⊠uhâŠâ Megumi thinks for a second, before smiling to himself and nodding with certainty that heâd remembered a good one. âShe started training with daggers, and I told her she was smart because sheâs best with close combat fightingâÂ
Heâs grinning, the poor guy is so proud, and Yuuji canât help but wince.
âSo you⊠you told her she was smart?â He asked, just to be sure heâd heard him right, and Megumi nodded.
Yuuji sighs, and shakes his head.
âNo⊠no Megumi thatâs not flirting,â He huffs. âI mean, itâs a compliment, but, like, anyone can tell her a compliment- hell, she probably already knew that dudeâÂ
Megumiâs brows draw together, confused at the feedback. It was his understanding that complimenting her fighting style was flirty- it wasnât just feedback or critique, it was personal, and therefore intimate.
âSo⊠so she probably didnât pick up on it?â He asks. Yuuji nods.
âShe for sure didnât pick up on it dude,â Yuuji tells him. âBut thatâs alright, weâll figure out some other ways of flirting and see what works best for you!â He tells him eagerly.
âUh⊠okay⊠are you sure?â Megumiâs fingers are tangling together again.
âOf course!â Yuuji claps a hand on his shoulder and shakes him in a friendly manner. âWhat kind of friend would I be if I didnât make sure you landed the girl of your dreams!?â
Megumiâs blushing again. ___
âItâs simple,â Yuujiâs voice rang in Megumiâs head as he tried to work up the courage to approach (y/n). âJust offer to carry her things, and walk with her after classâÂ
He glanced to where (y/n) was packing her bag up at her desk. Yuuji and Nobara had just walked out of the room- not without giving him a thumbs up for encouragement- and it was just the two of them left.
How hard could this be, anyways? He thought to himself, finally striding over to her desk.
âHey, (y/n)â He greeted, albeit a bit awkward, but it was a start.
âHey,â She smiled up at him as she zipped up her backpack. âWeird lesson, right? Iâm not convinced Gojoâs taken a single class on how to teachâ She chuckles to herself.
âHe hasnâtâ Megumi answers, recalling a memory of the man tossing a textbook in the trash after Principal Yaga had told him to study up on to make him a more qualified teacher.
âFiguresâ (y/n) shakes her head, but sheâs still smiling, so she must not be too annoyed with their teacherâs weird antics.
âUh, soâŠâ Megumi starts to work up to his offer, but she looks up at him then, and he has to take a deep breath before continuing. âCan I⊠can I carry that for you?âÂ
He points to her backpack, sitting on top of her desk where sheâd left it to give him her attention, and she follows his gesture as though she werenât sure what he was referring to.
âMy bag?â She questions. âAre you off to the field, too?â
No, Iâm supposed to meet up with Maki and Yuuta at the library, Megumi thinks, and heâs not a liar, so he doesnât lie when he answers.
âNoâÂ
(y/n) giggles to herself, before raising a brow at him.
âSo youâre going to walk all the way out to the field and then leave?âÂ
His face feels hot. His fingers feel twitchy. Yuuji didnât tell him what he was supposed to do now, and he felt like an idiot.
âYesâ
Good. That was a good answer.
(y/nâs) still laughing, but it doesnât sound malicious like he would have expected, seeing as heâs standing before her making a fool of himself. Itâs sweet. Itâs cute.
His face still feels hot.
âAlright,â She shrugs a shoulder, and hands him her bag. âYou on some step-tracking kick?âÂ
Victoriously, Megumi shrugs his arm through one of the straps, sliding it onto his shoulder.
âUh, yeah, something like thatâ He mumbles, because heâs a terrible liar. As they leave the classroom together, (y/nâs) still trying to suppress her laughter.
She hadnât quite gotten a full grasp of who Fushiguro Megumi was. He could be quite odd most days, never acting one certain way. Some days he was mysterious and quiet, some days he was dorky, and some days he would say the most out of pocket things to her that she wasnât quite sure how to react. Nonetheless, she enjoyed his company, and was curious to get to know him better.
âWhat are you up to with your free afternoon?â She asks him, breaking the silence theyâd fallen into since exiting the class.
âJust studying,â He shrugs. âYou?âÂ
âTraining,â She shrugs back. âI havenât really done anything else since I got here. Though Iâve been dying to go see Tokyo, Iâve never beenâÂ
She peeks over at him out of the corner of her eye, a part of her hoping to find out if he was free this weekend. Maybe if she played her cards right, she could find a way to spend some more one on one time with him.
âOh really?â He hums curiously. âItâs cool, I guess. Probably cooler if you werenât raised thereâÂ
Her heart deflates a little, but she bounces back quickly and forces a smile.
âIâm sure,â She agrees quietly, with a small, awkward laugh. âI guess itâs old news to you guys, huh?âÂ
âNobara loves the shopping district, if thatâs what youâre into, you should hit her up for a tripâ Megumi tells her with a smile, certain with himself that heâs given her a great piece of advice, and also an outing with a new friend.
She canât help but smile back at him, but thereâs a sinking feeling in her chest that he wasnât as interested in her as she thought he might have been, and her spirits dampen a little. âGood to know,â She replies. âIâll have to ask her if she wants to hang out sometimeâÂ
She lets out a little sigh, her disappointment evident, but luckily theyâve reached the field, and she takes her bag from him.
âThanks for carrying it, and walking with me,â (y/n) tells him. âThat was sweet of you, you didnât have to do thatâÂ
âI didnât mind,â Megumi tucks his hands into his pockets. âGood luck in trainingâ He tells her with an all-too confident smile for a guy that didnât realize the girl he was trying to hit on just gave him a clear opening- and he missed it completely.
âThanks,â (y/n) hums. âGood luck with studyingâÂ
With that sheâs heading off, and Megumiâs on his way back to the building, hoping Maki hadnât left a bunch of threatening texts on his phone about him being late. Heâs just about to check when out of nowhere, his other two friends are racing towards him.
âWell? How was it!?â Yuujiâs grinning, certain that Megumi couldnât have messed up such a simple, classic indication of romantic interest.
âLet me guess, sheâs completely into you and youâre going out this weekend?â Nobaraâs also grinning, her hands clasped together in excitement.
âWell, no, but she did want to go to Tokyo, so I told her youâd probably love to goâ Megumi tells her.
Nobara and Yuuji pause, look at each other, and then their smiles drop and theyâre both frowning at him.
âYouâre kiddingâ Yuuji states, like it wasnât even a question, because it had to be a joke.
âNo,â Megumi shakes his head. âI figured itâd help her be closer friends with-âÂ
âIdiot!â Nobara smacks the back of her hand against his shoulder, effectively cutting him off. âWhy wouldnât you offer to go with her?â
Megumi opens his mouth to defend himself, but realization strikes and he shuts himself up before he could even try. She was right.
Stupid! He scolds himself and slaps his palm to his forehead.
âItâs alright! Itâs okay!â Yuuji scrambles to reassure his friend. âYou still did a nice thing for her and had some one on one time, so⊠next time letâs just try to get you two alone for a little longer and⊠and weâll talk more about how to move things forward, alright?âÂ
Heâs nodding at both Megumi and Nobara, hoping that sheâd help pitch in to agree that he hasnât completely blown it.
She rolls her eyes, but ultimately Nobara agrees to help.
(Clearly he needed all the help he could get) ___
Megumi wasnât always the best at complimenting people, but complimenting (y/n) is what heâd been trying to do the past couple months, so Nobara suggested he focused more on that route. Words of affirmation couldnât go wrong, right?
However she did tell him he needed to be a little more⊠romantic in his choice of compliments. Â
âCompliment her beauty! Tell her she has pretty eyes, tell her sheâs the most beautiful girl youâve ever seen, stuff like thatâ Sheâd said.
Saying something so intimate made his stomach do backflips, but if thatâs what flirting was and thatâs what would show (y/n) he liked her as more than a friend, then Megumi told himself he had to give it a shot.
And luckily a few days later, the perfect opportunity presented itself.
It was a nice day out and the two of them had made plans to study. (y/n) had suggested they do so at one of the many picnic tables scattered around the courtyard, to properly enjoy just lovely weather.
So there they were, just the two of them, comfortably quizzing each other, when Nobara passed by, seemingly casually. She makes a face at Megumi that he interpreted to mean âdonât fuck this up!â, but when (y/n) notices her, itâs nothing but smiles and waves.
âHow does she look so pretty all the time?â (y/n) huffs, admiring the girl but clearly feeling a pinch of jealousy. âI swear, itâs like she doesnât even tryâÂ
This is it! This is an opening! Megumi cheers internally, proud of himself for knowing this was the right time to say something, just like Nobara had taught him.
âItâs not like youâre tryingâÂ
(y/n) blinks, her eyes meeting his as she tries to figure out what he just said, because it made no sense.
She must have looked just as confused as she felt, because heâs stammering suddenly, trying too hard to explain himself.
âI- I mean you arenât- you donât have to- try, I mean,â Heâs stuttering over his words so much she can barely keep up with what heâs trying to say.
He drops his head in his hands, hoping to cool his rapidly heating face, and also hide his embarrassment. He definitely fucked that up. And now heâs making a bigger idiot of himself by hiding behind his hands like a child. He wonders if he could convince his shikigami to kill him so he doesnât have to look at her and further humiliate himself.
âWhat were you trying to say?â (y/n) asks, and to his surprise her voice is soft. Itâs not cruel, sheâs not laughing at him, and she doesnât seem to be teasing him at all. The question sounds⊠genuine.
Megumi sighs, dragging his clammy palms down his face and keeping his eyes focused on the ground as if that would keep her from seeing his embarrassment.
âYou donât have to try to be pretty. You just areâÂ
Heâs still not looking at her, so he misses the way she grins, although she tries to bite it back. The blush creeping up her neck is threatening to take over her whole face, and sheâs positive sheâs making a fool of herself for reacting so girlishly to the compliment, but she canât help it.
âYouâre just saying that,â She says, giggling as she shakes her head. âYouâre cheesingâÂ
âNo, âm not,â Megumi mumbles, turning his attention back to the textbook in front of him. âYouâre very prettyâ He adds in a quieter, almost too quiet, voice.
(y/n) blinked slowly, sure that when she opened her eyes again she would awake in her room, and this would all have been a silly dream.
But there he is, in front of her, furiously highlighting something, with a significant coat of pink over the bridge of his nose. Heâll have to ask Nobara later how the hell he was supposed to keep this up, because thereâs no way he could look her in the eyes with how hot his face feels.
Did flirting mean heâd always be a blushing mess?
Smooth talking was not easy. And Megumi had a feeling he hadnât quite been so smooth. Heâd have to find another way to flirt with her without making him shrink into the collar of his shirt.
Sparing his embarrassment, (y/n) dives back into their studies, asking him to quiz her with her flashcards again. It takes a few minutes for him to stop stammering and blushing, but after a while heâs back to his usual self. Maybe just a little more nervous than usual. But (y/n) doesnât mind. In fact, she sort of likes it.
Yuuji comes by when theyâre wrapping up their study sesh, hanging out and chatting with them both while they pack up their things.
While (y/n) is distracted with organizing her flashcards, the pink haired boy gives Megumi a grin, and a wink. Megumiâs stomach drops in fear of whatever that was a signal for.
âSo,â Yuuji starts, and Megumi mentally braces himself. âNobara and I got paired up for a mission tomorrow! So I guess itâs just you two for movie nightâÂ
âMovie night?â (y/n) crinkles her brow, not recalling a plan for movie night. âIâm sorry, did we have plans?â She asks sheepishly, embarrassed to have forgotten.
âThatâs okay! No biggie, since itâs just you and âgumi hereâ Yuuji elbows his friend in the arm, maybe a little harsher than usual.
Was that supposed to be some signal to say something? Megumi casts his friend a confused look. This was a stupid ploy anyways, there was no movie night.
âDonât call me thatâ Megumi rolls his eyes in response, choosing to ignore the hint, whatever it meant.
âOkay,â (y/n) shrugs a shoulder, sending a smile towards Megumi. âI mean, Iâm free. Is there already a movie picked out?â
Yuuji turns to his friend, smiling proudly that his plan worked, and heâd scored them some one on one time that wasnât studying, for once.
âUh, no, guess notâ Megumi replies lamely, unsure of what kind of recommendation to make.
Truthfully, he preferred reading. He didnât hate movies, and heâd seen many in the past, but he didnât know what (y/n) preferred, and he didnât want to pick something sheâd hate and make her change her mind.
âGreat! Iâll pick one then,â She decides, slinging her bag over her shoulder.
Megumi visibly relaxes. Yuuji brings his fist to his mouth to hold back a laugh, but itâs not very discreet.
âHope you like horrorâ (y/n) says
âYeah, I, uh, horrorâs goodâ Megumi stammers.
She laughs, and Yuuji decides this is a safe spot to end the interaction and all but drag Megumi away. He bids (y/n) a cheerful goodbye as he shoves his taller friend away, leaving (y/n) confused but still laughing at the weird pair.
A moment later Megumi looks over his shoulder and gives her an awkward wave goodbye. She returns it, smiling at him.
Heâs a little far to be sure, but she swears, heâs blushing again.
Leading her to wonder if her suspicions were true.
Did Megumi have a crush on her? ___
At this point, Yuuji and Nobara had pretty much threatened Megumi that if he couldnât get his shit together for this movie night, they were going to take matters into their own hands to put him and (y/n) together.
âWeâve pretty much secured you a date, got it?â Nobara had snapped as she searched through his closet for just the right thing to wear. âDo you know how hard it is to convince Gojo we need to go on a paired assignment?âÂ
âUh⊠not hard at all?â Megumi had replied.
âWell⊠thatâs true. But itâs not how I wanted my Friday night to go!âÂ
He hadnât loved letting Nobara go through his closet and dress him up like an oversized doll, but he also didnât hate the end product. It was simple, but the black jeans and dark green sweater must have been the right choice, because when (y/n) met him in the common room sheâd smiled and complimented him.
âI donât think Iâve ever seen you out of uniform,â Sheâd joked as she plopped onto the sofa. âYou clean up niceâ Â
He hesitated for a minute before sitting beside her, suddenly all too aware that it would be just the two of them, for the whole night, on this couch.
âI canât tell if youâre joking or notâ He replied.
(y/n) took the remote and began searching for the movie sheâd had in mind, but not before chuckling at him and shaking her head.
âOf course Iâm not,â She says. âI mean it. You look nice. You have good style, MegumiâÂ
Alright, so heâll have to thank Nobara later, and also make sure to never get rid of this sweater.
âThanksâ He mumbles, the familiar feeling of a blush already creeping across his nose.
(y/n) finally finds the movie, and excitedly pushes play before tossing the remote to the coffee table in front of them.
âI love horror movies,â She tells him, settling back into the couch cushions. âBut you should know, I also hate themâÂ
Megumi gives her a confused look.
âYou love them and hate them?â He repeats, not understanding.
âI think theyâre great, but, uh, I hate jump scaresâ She admits, turning away from him to watch the intro credits.
âWell, everyone hates jump scares,â Megumi tells her, also focusing on the movie. âBut you exorcize curses scarier than any movie monsterâ He adds.
(y/n) bites her lip to keep herself from smiling too hard.
In all honesty, sheâd been far too giddy about this movie night. Sheâd spent too much time choosing just the right film to show Megumi, and just the right outfit to wear to seem as casual as possible. Sheâd been crossing her fingers that her suspicions were true, that Megumi had the same crush on her that she had on him. But being too nervous to outright ask him, she decided sheâd do everything she could to make tonight the most perfect, easy going, fun night she could.
Megumi gets pretty immersed into the film, although with the intro alone heâs pretty much able to guess how the rest of the movie goes, he doesnât mind. It helps that (y/n) seems very into it, and keeps looking over at him to see his reactions to certain scenes.
About halfway into the movie, Megumi pauses it.
âDo you want popcorn?â He asks, and (y/n) breaks into a smile and nods at him.
Despite him offering to make two bowls and bring it out to her, (y/n) follows him into the small kitchen and waits with him while the bag is in the microwave. She pulls herself up to sit on the counter while they wait.
âSo what kind of movies do you like?â She asks, hoping to spend these few minutes getting to know him better.
âOh,â Megumi laughs under his breath, wishing he was a better liar. He decides a little truth to her question wouldnât hurt. âActually, I kinda prefer to readâÂ
âReally?â (y/nâs) eyes light up. âWhat do you like to read, then?âÂ
âNonfiction mostly,â Megumi says with a shrug. âI know, itâs boringâÂ
âI donât think so,â (y/n) says, which he doesnât expect. âI actually love reading about science, and true crimeâÂ
He does his best to hide it, but Megumiâs thrilled. A common interest, Yuuji said to find a common interest and stick to it!
While the popcorn pops, Megumi asks more about the books sheâs liked, and even asks for a few recommendations. She promises to text him about them later so he wonât forget, and he promises heâll read them. (y/n) seems to be happy about this, and Megumi mentally cheers to himself.
Their salty treat is finished shortly enough, and Megumi grabs two bowls from the cabinet.
âYou can just put it in one, I donât mind sharingâ (y/n) interjects before he dirties either of the smaller bowls. âUnless that bothers you, of courseâ She adds.
âIt doesnât bother meâ Megumi replies, swapping out the dishes for one larger bowl that could fit the whole bag.
(y/n) hops off the counter and snatches the bowl as she walks back into the living room, Megumi trailing closely behind her.
He takes the bowl back from her as he sits on the couch, and when she sits behind him, he realizes the beauty of sharing the popcorn.
âYou better brace yourself, Megumi, because this is when the movie gets really scaryâ (y/n) says, and she sounds like sheâs only half joking.
He musters a small laugh, but sheâs sitting much closer to him than she was before so that they could share their snack easier, and his brain is getting foggy from the sweet smell of her shampoo.
Was it flowery or fruity? He wondered but couldnât tell, and he couldnât get enough of it.
She wasnât wrong, the movie did take a turn for the darker, although Megumi wasnât really one to get genuinely scared from scary movies, (y/n) did flinch here and there at the jumpscares. With the side of her thigh pressed against his, he could feel it every time her leg twitched.
Their eyes remained glued to the screen, lost in the movie as the main character tiptoed around the house with only a flashlight for lighting. Megumi could understand now why everyone hated the main characters of these movies, they were always running off on their own and getting themselves into more trouble than necessary. Although he is reminded of Yuuji.
Encaptured by the tv screen, theyâre both blindly reaching for popcorn here and there, addicted to the buttery treat as soon as theyâd started eating it. As Megumi reached his hand over to snag another piece, heâd accidentally brushed his fingers over (y/nâs), not seeing that sheâd also been grabbing some.
Anxiously, he pulls his hand away, turning to apologize right away. But (y/n) looks over at him with a smile before taking a few pieces and popping them into her mouth, turning back to the movie, clearly unfazed.
From that alone, Megumi feels his face go hot, and he tells himself heâs not going to have anymore popcorn, just to save himself the embarrassment.
But, if he did have a craving for a few more pieces, it wouldnât be the end of the world if his hand touched hers again⊠would it?Â
He felt hot from his neck to his ears, and heâd already lost track of the last few minutes of the movie. Meanwhile (y/n) only seemed to get more comfortable, tucking her legs up onto the couch underneath her, thus making her lean just the slightest bit more against him. She was so close Megumi was holding his breath. She didnât even realize this until after a few minutes, she noticed he wasnât eating.
âAm I hogging it?â
She was whispering, even though there wasnât currently dialogue in the movie, so he wouldnât have been all that distracted if sheâd spoken normally. However, when he looked down at her to ask what she meant, heâs immediately distracted again.
Sheâs so much closer to him now that when he looks down at her, her face is just a few mere inches away from his. He doesnât think heâs ever been this close to her, not even when training. His voice catches in his throat, and he spends a good minute just silently staring at her with wide eyes.
(y/n) starts to blush under his intense stare and close proximity, but she doesnât shy away from him, she simply repeats her question.
âThe popcorn,â She clarifies, shaking the bowl with the remnants of their snack. âAm I hogging it?â
Megumiâs eyes briefly flicker to it, but quickly return to hers as he shakes his head.
âNo, youâre good,â He finally speaks, and finds that heâs whispering, too. âI mean, I can always just make more, if you wantâÂ
Heâs talking slowly, like heâs not really sure of what heâs saying, but (y/n) doesnât mind, or find it all too odd. Sheâs quite enjoying getting an up close view of his face. She allows herself to really take in all his features, the way his hair almost hangs over his eyes, the slope of his nose, the curve of his lips, the deep blue of his eyes, sheâs getting positively lost in staring at him. Even as the main character is screaming for their life on the tv in front of them, neither one of them loses their focus on the other.
Megumiâs mind is running wild, noticing the trail of her eyes everywhere they go. As heâs admiring her, sheâs admiring him, and heâs trying so hard to work up the courage to do something when her lashes droop low and her eyes land on his lips.
âAnd for the love of god, if the moment arises that you should kiss her, then fucking do it!â Nobaraâs voice rang in his head.
Heâs not sure how he landed himself in this perfect intimate moment, but he knows he shouldnât waste it.
âI- I think youâre the prettiest person Iâve ever seen,â He stutters a little, but tries to ignore and keep this brief burst of confidence intact. âAnd, Iâm glad you wanted to, um, hang outâÂ
A small smile tugs at the corners of (y/nâs) lips, the butterflies in her stomach fluttering around even more from the flattering.
âThatâs funny,â She murmurs. âI was just thinking the same thing,âÂ
Megumiâs flustered, his heart is beating excessively, his face is hotter than itâs ever been, and his tongue is tied, but he smiles back at her, soft and warm and inviting.
âCan I ask you something?â She asks, and he nods, swallowing the lump in his throat. âHave you been trying to flirt with me?âÂ
(y/n) canât contain the smile on her face as she asks him her question, too eager for his answer. And when his blush darkens and his eyes momentarily stare down at nothing, her hopes only skyrocket.
âTryingâ Megumi mutters the word she used back to her.
âSo you have?â (y/n) giggles, leaning in closer to meet his eyes again.
Her eyes are so bright, Megumi can tell, even without the lights on in the common room, even with little to no light coming from the tv due to the dark setting of the movie. Sheâs practically glowing with happiness.
âYeah,â He admits nervously. âI haveâÂ
(y/n) moves the popcorn bowl off her lap, moving away from him briefly so she could set it on the coffee table, before leaning back towards him, just as close as she was before. His instincts battle as half of him wants to lean back to give her space, and the other half wants to close the rest of the distance between them.
âIs that what all the compliments on my training were about?â She asks with a knowing smile.
Megumi nods his head shyly.
(y/nâs) giggling again, soft and angelic and he couldnât possibly be upset that sheâs laughing at him, because the sound is so sweet heâd do anything to make her laugh more.
âThere wasnât a movie night, was there?â She asks quietly.
He shakes his head this time.
âSo⊠Yuuji just wanted to set you up, huh?â She asks again as she starts to put the pieces together.
Megumi raises a hand to the back of his neck awkwardly, but he knows he canât really convince her otherwise, so he confesses.
âYeah⊠he⊠said that I wasnât doing a good enough job and that I needed a pushâ He admits, turning his head to the side to hide the now burning blush on his face.
âWell, thatâs kind of silly, I thought you were doing a great job,â (y/n) says, and Megumi peeks back at her out of the corner of his eye. âBut I canât complain, Iâm just glad I got to spend more time alone with you, anywaysâÂ
Slowly, he faces her again.
âYou are?â He asks, unsurely.
(y/n) nods and gives him an affirmative hum.
âI thought you were just really into studying,â She teases. âI didnât think Iâd ever get you alone for something funâÂ
Flustering, Megumi tries to defend himself.
âI- I like fun stuff tooâÂ
âLike what?â (y/n) asks.
Trying to think on his feet, he thinks back to what Yuuji had described to be actual dates.
âIce cream,âÂ
He says it so surely, so confidently, that (y/n) has to bite down on her lip to keep herself from laughing this time. She has a pretty good understanding of what heâs trying to say, but heâs just so damn cute.
Megumi cringes at himself, smacking his own forehead and wishing the ground would swallow him whole, because it was impossible to keep his sanity when he was talking to her.
âI didnât- I didnât mean it like that,â He assures her. âI meant I like going out. I would like to go out- we- we could go out-âÂ
âMegumi,â (y/n) ends his misery, reaching forward and tugging on his wrist so heâd remove his hand from his face. âI would like to go out with you for ice creamâ She tells him with a sweet smile.
He doesnât know what he did to make this girl like him, because heâs pretty sure heâs made an idiot of himself every time he opens his mouth, but he thanks whoever is watching over him that heâs done something that works.
âReally?âÂ
(y/n) nods, her hand sliding into his, fingers slotting in the spaces between his. Her hand is significantly smaller compared to his, and itâs so warm itâs almost comforting. It is comforting. He can feel his shoulders relax, and his heartbeat finally slowing to a normal pace.
âReallyâ She affirms.
The tv is flickering with the rolling credits of the movie theyâd forgotten, and Megumi finally feels like he could have a grasp on this whole flirting thing.
âCan I kiss you?âÂ
(y/n) smirks.
âItâd be a shame if you didnâtâÂ
He didnât need much more of an answer than that. With his free hand wrapping around the back of her neck to draw her a few mere inches forward, his lips slant over hers and any embarrassment left in him disappears in a second. (y/n) returns his kiss with fervor, letting his hand go so she could give into the intrusive thoughts that had attacked her all night, running her fingers through his hair, nails scraping slightly at the nape of his neck.
The sensation was enough to give him an ego boost, and Megumi drops a hand to her hip, pulling her closer until her chest leaned into his, and even still he pulled more, and more, until they couldnât possibly be any closer.
His lips dragged over hers as his nose prodded hers to the side, tilting his head to deepen their kiss further. A hum of approval traveled up her throat and vibrated gently against his mouth, and she could only sneak in a few more kisses until she had to pull on his sweater to make him stop so she could catch her breath.
Their blushing faces are mirrored now, both smiling shyly, and still clinging onto one another.
âDid Yuuji give you advice on that too?â (y/n) chuckled, her chest heaving as she caught her breath. Megumi chuckles, his eyes falling to her now swollen lips.
âIf I say yes, are you going to stand me up for our ice cream date?â
The pair giggle quietly amongst themselves, (y/nâs) arms wrapped loosely around his neck, Megumiâs arms wrapped loosely around her waist, neither one of them wanting to part even though their movie had ended and it was rather late into the evening.
âSo itâs a date now?â (y/n) quirks a brow.
Megumi smiles, more sure of himself now than he has been in the last couple of months.
âOf course it isâÂ
(y/n) smiles back at him melting a little further into his embrace.
âSo then I suppose that makes you my boyfriendâ She adds cheekily.
Megumi raises a hand to curl his fingers under her jaw, his thumb stroking lazily over her skin. He watches this movement for a minute as he relishes in the delight of being bestowed such a title.
He decides to steal the moment with a kiss, which (y/n) happily returns. This kiss is softer than their first. Itâs also shorter, but just as passionate. Heâs smiling again when they part, resting his forehead against hers as he gazes fondly into her eyes.
âI suppose it doesâ ___
this was supposed to be SHORT what did i DO
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âDo It For Us.â Pt.2
Summery: A quirkless girl tired, sick and tired of being helpless, tired of being weak. Bullied all her life along side her best friend and longer term crush, Izuku Midoriya. Happy she isnât aloneâŠbut he gets in to UA? Leaving her behindâŠwhatâs left for her? Seems a blonde takes pity on her.
M. Izuku x AFAB! Reader x B. Katsuki
Pt.1
The morning with katsuki Bakugou was, weird to say the least. He wakes you up bright and early, his face a bit pink, you were confused into why. You two waited for each other to change, you two brushed your teeth together. It felt weirdly domestic.
Breakfast was wonderful, Mrs. Bakugou made some special Omurice for you and Bakugou and it was delicious! And surprisingly Bakugou barley spoke this morning just the few remarks here and there. Guess heâs not a morning person.
Walking to school with Bakugou was even weirder, it was awkwardly silent. You never tried to start any conversation, except you just wanted to thank him. And ask why the sudden change of heart? Why help you after putting you through so much? Did something happen?
âHey, I just wanted to say-â of course the timing couldnât be worse, his lackies and more boys bombarded him, pushing you out the way. You simply shrug, glancing at the blonde boy before making your way into the school to wait for Izuku. Realizing that Izuku is probably wondering where you were.
âWhere were you Y/n!? I was worried sick!â Izuku ran to your desk, worry in his face. You were currently staring into the distance for what seemed like ever.
âI wasâŠnot home..so I walked to school in a different path.â You smile, grabbing Izukuâs hand to try and soothe his worry. âOhâŠwhy? Why werenât you home!â He proceeded to grab your hands with both his.
âUhâŠjust some personal stuff, nothing too serious !â You laugh, giving him a soft look. You loved whenever he worried for you, it made your heart soar and your serotonin levels went off the charts.
âOhâŠwell if you have more trouble. Please, come to meâŠI would hate for you to get hurt. Again.â He looked at your hand dejectedly, âoh! I have something great to tellâŠâ as soon as his smile was up it faded as soon as it came. Itâs like he realized something.
âIâm going to get into UAâŠI will. I have a chance now!â He gave you the most determined look, a look you havenât seen since you were young. One where you knew you couldnât argue against.
âGood luck IzuâŠwork hard! Do it forâŠdo it for us! We quirkless people need a rep too!â You let go of his hands as the rest of the class came flooding in. You couldnât help but think. What if he really got in? Am I a bad friend for not believing in him? Is it bad to hope?
What if he leaves me behind?
Questions and thoughts raced through your mind, not even noticing you were staring at the back of Izukuâs head.
Donât goâŠ
Donât leave me aloneâŠ
Being so stuck in your head, you never even noticed the day ending. Until you finally heard Izuku calling out your name.
âY/n! Are you okay? Iâve been calling out your name for ages!â You turn to Izuku, noticing the almost empty classroom. âOh! Sorry just lost in thought!â You laugh sheepishly, scratching the nape of your neck. Izuku shook his head chuckling.
âOi! Y/nâŠhurry yerâ ass up.â The familiar hot head was standing at the classroom door way, you quickly get up to gather your things. Izuku was clearly confused by this. What did Bakugou mean? Are you two hanging out? How and why?
âWh-what? Why would she-â he stops, seeing the smile on your face when you look at Bakugou, the same smile you always give him. That friendly and loving smile.
âSee ya Izu! I gotta go but weâll talk later!â You giggle waving him goodbye as you make it to Katsukiâs side. The two of you making your way out of the classroom leaving the green-haired boy with so many questions.
When did you two become friends�
It had been a few months since youâve been staying in the Bakugou family households. Youâve never been happier, you felt as if they were your own family! They helped you with everything, you almost forgot about your old family. Almost.
That is until you were walking to the school with Katsuki one day, talking about breakfast and how katsuki wakes you up way too early.
âNo! Katsu-âŠyou really wake me up way too early I always have an hour left of free time!â You protest to the boy, playfully shoving his shoulder.
âYeah yeah whatever, you wouldnât wake up at all without me!â He argued, he grabbed your bag throwing it over his shoulder. Katsuki had made it a habit to carry your bag. How sweat. You thought. Everything finally felt right, the bullying almost stopped, you had a nice family! Youâre ere finally happy!
âY/n?â The voice made you freeze, like a dear in headlights you stopped in your tracks to see your father standing at the school gates.
âY/n! Oh my gosh weâve been worried sick!â Your father reached out for you only for Bakugou to slap his hand away, putting himself in between you and your dad. Giving you a chance to compose your self, something strange happened, katsuki grabbed your hand. And tightly at that.
âWhat do you want old man!?â Katsuki shouted anger my glaring at your father. âY/n!? Youâve been running off with some boy while your mother suffers!?â This caught your attention. What? What happened to your mother?
âWhatâŠ? Whatâs wrong with momâŠ?â You peek from behind Katsuki, righting your grip on his hand. âSheâs sick! In the hospital all because youâve gone missing! I canât believe it!â You could tell he was getting angry, really angry. Your heart started racing, continuing to cower behind katsuki never letting go of his hand.
âDon believe himâŠitâs a trick. They all always use the same excuse. Cmon Y/n.â Katsuki pulls you along with him making sure to keep distance between you and your father.
âYouâll regret this Y/n! What if your mother dies huh!?â This made you stop katsuki from walking, turning to your father. You didnât know what to do, you didnât know what to say.
Shall you return to save your mother?
Or stay where itâs safe.
You look back up at Katsuki, the boy whoâs given you so much.
âIf your mom cared about you wouldnât she go searching? They donât love you Y/n. I know you love your momâŠbut she doesnât love you anymore. And if she did sheâd want you to stay where itâs safeâŠâ he fully turned around to steady you. Cupping your face in his hand, you could tell he was worried. You trusted him.
Your father couldnât be trusted, katsuki who had changed so much for you. Youâll believe him. âSâŠsorry dadâŠbut you are no longer my father! Iâve been happy! Tell momâŠI love her and hope she finds happiness herself!â You scream, quickly pulling Katsuki along with you as you run away. Run like your life depended on it.
Katsuki let out a sigh of relief.
At school you and katsuki always parted ways. But he left you alone for the most part! Especially not wanting to be around Izuku.
âItâs the last dayâŠand the exams are in 3 more monthsâŠâ Izuku mumbled to himself. âReally? Iâd didnât even notice thatâŠâ youâve been having such a good time lately you didnât notice it was your last day of jounior high.
âHeyâŠIzuâŠwhat if you do get in? WhereâŠwhere would I go?â You finally said it looking into Izukuâs eyes, looking for a sign, anything for him to stay with you.
âIâŠI donât knowâŠbut Iâm doing this for us!â He gave you his signature big smile, the smile that you loved. But you knew that loving him will give you nothing, itâll only hurt you.
You knew you could never keep up with him.
You were his past. Not his future.
You knew you had to push these feelings down, you had to look to your own future. You just didnât know what. Itâs always been with Izuku. Itâs always been him. You felt your words get stuck in your throat as you try not to cry.
âYeahâŠdo itâŠIâll cheer you on from the sidelines. Just donât forget about me when you become number 1 Izu.â You give him a big smile, tears streaming down your face, Izuku embraced you, you breath in his scent for one last time.
Goodbye, Izuku Midoriya, my first love.
My everything.
As you hugged him you noticed something different, he was a lot musclier than normal.
âH-have you been working out?â You sniffle, leaning away from him. He lets out a long laugh at your sudden statement.
âUhâŠyeah! Yknow heros, they canât just be smart.â You two share on last laugh together.
AN: Part 2 is a little shorter! I might drag this out for 3-4 more parts! Because I love this little story <3 I hope you all enjoy! Get ready for part 3! What will the reader be? How does she live without Izuku by her side anymore!?
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CHAPTER FIVE : NO. 1 PARTY ANTHEM
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"hey, uhâdo you know where the bathroom is?"
you tapped maki on the shoulder, she had just gotten up from her turn playing mario kart on the couch.
"yeah, go up the stairs and then take a left down the nearest hallway."
you give her a quick thank you smile as you exit up the basement stairs.
you didn't really have to go the bathroomâin all honestly you just needed a breather from the loud action-packed space. afterall, you weren't used to this much social interaction...
though, you had been having a good timeâyuji's friends were nice, really nice. you felt like you fit in, thankfully.
as you walk up the stairs, you turn your head down to the hallway on the leftâit was a picture-framed wall. there were many diffrent family photos that aligned the space, photos of satoru and his husband, photos of who you assumed to be megumi's older sister, megumi's younger sisters, vacation photosâ
"hey, you! who are you? i don't think i've seen you here beforeâdidn't know 'gumi was that good at making new friends..."
your eyes widen as you heard someone talking to you, you turn your headâslightly embrassed at being caught looking at someone elses family photos.
"nanako, that was rude."
you turn to fully face the two girls standing beside you, these must be megumi's younger sisters.
the first one that spoke to you, nanako, was blonde with her curled hair tied up in a messy bunâthe second sister was shorter with long brown hair and tired looking eyes. at first glance the two seemed to be around middle school aged, but you weren't completely sure.
"oh! i'm sorry, i wasn't meaning to snoop aroundâi was just taking a quick breather from downstairs."
you respond awkwardly, giving the two girls a shy smile.
"no don't apologize, we didn't mean to come off as hostile. i'm mimiko, and this is my sister nanakoâwere megumi's younger sisters."
"oh, wellânice to meet you, im ynâyou haven't seen me before because i just moved back here. im yuji's sister."
"ohmygosh! i love yuji! he's soo funny, he's here lotsâyou guys do look alike, if you squint. anyways, if you're looking for 'gumiâhe's upstairs. pretty sure he said the same thing about needing a 'breather'"
nanako responded, giving you an enthusiastic smile. you weren't really looking for megumiâbut maybe it would be nice to have someone calm as company for a bit. you smile back and give them a quick goodbye as you start to walk towrds the stairs where the girls pointed.
you weren't really sure where you were going, his house really was huge. you went up the stairs and stood there for a moment, looking around. you were about to give up until you spotted a pair of glass doors at the end of a long hallway.
your curiosity got the best of you and you started to approach it, you saw a narrow baloncy outside of it. it was dark out tonight, and you were hoping that maybe there would be stars out.
as you approach the door, you place your hand on the door handleâopening it up and letting the cool breeze flow onto you.
as you walk out onto the balcony, you feel someone thereâwatching you. you quickly turn your head to the right, just to see megumi there. he was sitting on a wooden chair and had a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouthâyou didn't know he smoked.
"sorry, i wasn't poking around in your house...just wanted a breather."
"you're good."
he replied, tilting his head to the chair next to himâbeckoning you to sit with him.
"ditching your own party huh?"
you speak, sitting down on the chair and moving your knees up to your shoulders for warmthâplacing your feet on the chair.
"i guess. just needed a breatherâyou can probably tell but i don't like that much social stuff."
you give him a small laugh as he pulls his lighter out of his pocketâhe lights his cigarette from his mouth before turning his head to you.
"want one? i don't usually smoke that much but like i said i needed to relax."
he reaches for his other pocket, pulling a box out.
"smoking kills y'know, but yeah."
and then, megumi fushiguro laughs he actually laughs. you weren't even sure if this boy could smile up untill tonight. maybe yuji wasn't completely stupid for hanging out with him.
he grabs a singular cigarette from the box before lighting it and handing it to you. you bring it to your mouth, puffing it. the cold wind slices through the air like a knife, making sure to remind you that falls getting colderâand that it was a stupid idea to wear a tank top.
"you shouldn't have worn a tank top, it's already october"
then in one swift motion, he unzipped his sweatshirtâleaving him in a t-shirt, he tossed it to youâyou almost not even realizing what he was doing for a moment.
"ohâthank you, you didn't have to."
"'s fine."
as you put on megumi's zip up, you check your phoneâseeing a few texts from your brother asking where you went. you check the time, it was almost 10. how long had you been out here?
"i think my uncles here, i should get goingâyuji's waiting for me.."
he looks up at you as you stand, tossing his burnt cig onto the ground and silently stepping on it.
damn, he had pretty eyesâthey were blue with a spark of green, his long eyelashes fluttering up at you for a second almost made you want to stay.
"alright, i'll walk you to the front door then."
he replies, getting up and heading to the balcony door, you stand there for a secondâblinking and trying to realize why you just were so...captivated by him.
the two of you walk in comforting silence down the stairs and to the front door, you see yuji waiting by itâtalking to nobara.
"there you are! thought you went missing or something, and you missed me kick ass in mario kart!
"what were you two doing anyways, gatekeeping secrect hangouts?"
nobara and yuji looked at the two of you, curiosity filling their faces.
"we were just talking, getting a breath of fresh air."
megumi responds, crossing his arms as yuji opens the wide front doorsânudging your arm so you would follow him.
"bye guys, thanks for having us megumi!"
you qucikly get out as the doors close behind you and your brother, the night sky darkening both of your faces.
"is sukuna here?"
"yeahâhe insisted in parking on the road though, said he 'didn't wanna go through the gate' againâwait...when did you get the sweatshirt?"
"oh, it was cold and megumi gave me his."
"wowâin my years of knowing him i've like, never seen him be nice to someone, crazyïżœïżœïżœmaybe his puberty hit or something."
you laugh as the two of you walk down the long drivway.
A/N: wooo i finished writing this! i also finished the outline for this so hopefully expect chapters coming out quicker :p tbh idk if i like this fully but oh well, im just kinda worried i haven't given yn that much personality but TRUST guys its coming !
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A different first meeting AU inspired by Blink182 - The Rock Show because I think Tommy is a rocker (no pun intended)
I'll post to AO3 when I've had some sleep.
đ” fell in love with the boy at the rock showđ”
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It wasn't his usual hang out, but after his break up with Natalia, Buck was desperate to surround himself with as much life as possible.
Some hole in the wall bar advertising live music, outside the 118's jurisdiction, seemed the perfect place to do it.
And also to forget he was currently the only single member of the 118 A shift.
The music was decent, the drinks not too expensive, and he liked the general vibe in the place. Even if he didn't recognise the majority of the songs the band was playing.
"Haven't seen you here before." someone said in his ear and he turned around.
The guy was gorgeous. Bright blue eyes and cheekbones that could cut diamonds.
"Oh uh... yeah... I mean... no, you haven't. I just wanted a change of scenery, I guess."
"Yeah? And how is that working out for you?" the guy asked, sitting down on the barstool next to Buck.
"Not too bad." he replied. "I think I like it here."
"That's good to hear. It would be a shame if we'd never see you again." the guy smiled and Buck was almost mesmerised by the way his eyes crinkled when he did. "Do you want another?" he nodded at the almost empty glass in front of him.
"Sure."
The guy got up and rounded the bar, grabbing two bottles of beer from the fridge.
"Is this your bar or something?"
"It might as well be with the amount of time he spends here." a woman of around their age said, as she walked back behind the bar carrying a serving tray with empty glasses.
"I keep telling you Gina, you should let me buy into this place. Tommy and Gina. Living on a prayer."
"Why does your name get to go first if its my bar?" the woman asked, hand on her hip.
"Because that's how the song goes. Take it up with Jon if you don't like it." he told her and laughed when she rolled her eyes at him.
"Get back to your side of the bar, you menace."
The guy, Tommy apparently, laughed again and went back to his seat next to Buck.
"Is she your girlfriend?"
"He wishes! I'm a catch!" Gina said while preparing a cocktail.
"Sure you are. If I was into women I would have made a move on you years ago." Tommy told her, looking at Buck from the corner of his eye to gauge his reaction.
"If I was into men, I might have appreciated that."
"She loves me really." Tommy told Buck. "Has done since we were kids."
"He was the new kid in the neighbourhood and my mother made me go say hi and play with him. Haven't been able to get rid of him since." Gina commented, and walked away with the cocktail.
Tommy laughed and took a swig of his beer.
"So now you know my name and how my best friend was forced to befriend me... but I don't know anything about you... yet."
"Well... what do you want to know?" Buck asked, trying to tear his eyes away from Tommy's lips when he took another swig.
"Everything." Tommy replied. "But let's start with your name."
"I'm B- my name's Evan." Buck told him, holding out his hand.
Tommy raised an eyebrow at the stumble but didn't mention it.
"Nice to meet you Evan."
They talked for a while. Laughing about everything and nothing, with Tommy getting mock offended when Buck admitted he didn't know the song Tommy insisted was one of his favourites and not many of the others either.
"Hey I spent most of my twenties travelling!" Buck laughed, defending himself. He liked talking to Tommy. He was fun and friendly, and definitely easy on the eye.
Objectively speaking of course. He'd always been able to appreciate a hot guy when he saw one. Just like he'd look at hot women. It meant nothing.
"And you didn't listen to music on your travels?" Tommy asked incredulously.
"I did... but I didn't pay much attention to it I guess" Buck shrugged, taking a swing of his drink. He hadn't really kept track of how many he'd had but he was starting to feel the buzz. "My sister's..." he shook his head trying to think of a word to describe Chim's relation to him and Maddie. "My brother in law..." He settled on. "He's this movie buff and he's always rolling his eyes at me when I don't get his references."
"Not a movie guy either?"
"Not really. I get distracted. I prefer documentaries. I like learning new things." Buck explained and took a good look at Tommy, taking in the amused look on his face. "Let me guess... you're a movie buff too?"
"I like the escapism, sue me." Tommy replied. "But I'm happy to teach you all about the classics. I've been told I'm a good teacher." He smiled and leaned a little closer, and for a minute Buck thought he was about to kiss him.
And how much he wouldn't mind that. At all.
"Thomas, get your ass up here and make yourself useful, man!" the singer from the band that had been playing all night suddenly called out.
And suddenly the moment was gone. Tommy laughed, leaned back, quickly finished his beer, and got up.
"Duty calls... are you sticking around, Evan?"
"Uh y-yeah, sure."
"Great." Tommy said happily and squeezed his shoulder in passing, letting his hand linger just a fraction too long.
He walked up to the stage and someone handed him a guitar.
As the band started playing, Buck recognised the song as one of Tommy's favourites he'd pointed out to him earlier, and couldn't help but stare at the man.
He was laughing with the others and making playing the instrument look effortless.
He was confident. Interesting.
The band played a few songs before Tommy handed the guitar back to a woman Buck hadn't noticed before and he stepped off the stage again.
Buck made his way over, suddenly eager to talk to him before anyone else would have a chance to.
"Hey!" Tommy greeted him and the crinkly smile was back. "Glad you stayed."
"Y-yeah me t-too..." Buck stammered, his brain somewhat disconnected from his mouth. "S-so... you play guitar?"
"Bass actually." Tommy corrected him. "Everyone knows the bass is the most important instrument in a band." he grinned. "I've been playing since I was a teenager and I play with these guys sometimes when I'm around."
"Yeah? You sounded pretty good. You made it look so easy. I wish I could play."
"I could teach you." Tommy offered without missing a beat.
"Yeah? Is that before or after you teach me about classic movies I need to watch?" Buck tilted his head and smiled as he stepped closer to Tommy, only vaguely aware he was doing it.
Tommy glanced down at his lips.
"No reason we can't do both."
Suddenly there were two fingers under Buck's chin, tilting his face up and Tommy's lips on his for the softest first kiss he'd ever had.
It was over before Buck's brain had really caught up with what was happening and he just stared at Tommy with a dazed and confused look on his face.
"Sorry I - " Tommy started but Buck cut him off, putting a hand on the back of his neck, pulling him close and kissing him until neither of them could remember their own name.
~ A few days later ~
"There he is, Tommy Kinard, the man of the hour. Long time no see. " Chim said, pulling the guy that had just walked up to them in for a quick hug.
Buck couldn't get a good look at him from where he was standing. The guy was just muscles under a straining blue flight suit and slightly messy brown hair, until Chim stepped away and Buck choked on air.
Chim's buddy was the Tommy from the bar. The bassist who had turned his world upside down with two fingers under his chin in a dark corner of a bar he'd ended up in by chance.
"Let me introduce you to these two knuckleheads. This is Buck and Eddie." Chim gestured at them. "Guys this is Tommy, he used to be at the 118 when you two were just a twinkle in Bobby's eye."
Eddie stepped forward first and shook Tommy's hand.
"Eddie Diaz, thanks for helping us out."
"Sure thing. If Howie calls I answer. I owe him my life."
Eddie nodded and stepped back and gave Buck an expectant look.
"Oh. Right. Yes." Buck stammered and walked up to Tommy holding out his hand. "I'm Evan... E-Evan Buckley."
Tommy smiled as he shook his hand and Buck's knees turned to jello. Again.
"Nice to meet you Evan."
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D: Okay so D: Michael. D: What's up with that hat?đ
M: My hat...? D: Ah, the act of innocence, the act of ignorance... D: I. Have. Neeeeeeever seen you wear a hat before. D: It's so not your M.O. V: He's wearing a hat? D: Like, seriously. D: A backwards baseball cap? D: Did your mommy tell you it was cute like that or something? V: LOL S: Debbie!
M: *snort* M: You're too funny sometimes, D... M: But you're right, I almost never wear hats. M: This one just worked for me, you know? M: With the opening in the back and all. D: Can't even wear it properly.......... M: I know u_u. M: But yeah, I got this a couple days back when I went to that concert with my mama. V: So she did tell you it was cute, then? M: Ahhh... yeah, she did. V: hehehhueueh S: I think it looks very nice on you, Michael. M: Haha, you don't gotta tell me again. M: But thank you. D: WAIT. D: ..........That shade of purple............................... D: WAS IT THE DAGGERBREATH CONCERT?????????? M: Yeah it was! D: I thought I saw you putting up a poster earlier too, was that--đ M: I got that at the concert too, yeah! D: May I... see it... M: Sure, hold on, I think you'll really like this one actually.
M: See, they were premiering their new album, with the dragony album art and theme and all. D: WHAT THE HECK! D: LUCKY?! D: THAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME. D: THAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN MEEEEEEEEEEE WHO WENT! M: Remember I did invite you to come with, D. D: YEAH but nobody else wanted to come. D: And as IF I'd be caught hanging out with just you and your mom. D: Like, come on. M: Well uh, you know if you want... M: While I'm a little too attached to the poster to give it up, you could take this hat from me next time we meet up? M: I'm not feeling it too much anyways. S: What? S: Noooo! S: It works so well on you though-- D: "It's a DEAL my liege, I'll TAKE it!" D: That is to say, D: Uh, YEAH? GIMMIE??? M: Ahaha, oh, so you've listened to their new album already then? D: Of course, who do you think I am? D: Some kind of POSER? M: Well, maybe a... "poser with all heart, no soul~" D: "TAKE A SMOKE OR MAYBE TWO AND FEEL THE ASHES TAKE CONTROL!!!!!!!" V: BUH V: You guys and your punk metal. V: Can't you listen to something a little more upbeat, maybe? S: (I don't understand it either Vilmr, but let them have their fun!)
D: Vilmr, comments like that are exactly why you gotta start breaking away from Maja a little more. D: You're gonna end up sounding just like her if you're not careful. V: LÀttare sagt Àn gjort! V: You try being yourself when you have to listen to THIS nonstop! V: Listen!
V: Nag nag nag, right?! D: Yeah okay but that doesn't mean you gotta start nagging too -_-. S: Yeesh Vilmr, it's no wonder you get so anxious, I'd die if my parents kept calling me like that all day. V: The caring guardian... V: She eats away at your psyche like no other. D: Okay well stop listening to your cell then. D: Like, put it away for a while, that's what I do. V: I can't just not have it on me Debbie. D: Sure you can! D: Give it to me, get some freaking peace of mind for once. V: Agh! V: ...Only if you promise to give it back when I ask this time. D: Psssh, totally. D: After the eclipse, of course.
D: Hey what the heck are those lights outside your window? S: Oh wow, look! S: Sky lanterns, how pretty! M: Oh! M: I guess we're not the only ones celebrating the eclipse around here then, huh? M: Haha... D: We're not celebrating the eclipse okay, we're not cultists. D: I mean I'm not at least. D: Michael. M: Wh! D: I just wanna see it happen, it's on my bucket list you know. S: I wonder what the lanterns are really for...? M: Well, I do have a neighbor or two who are a little more on the moony side... M: Maybe that's them? M: What is it about an eclipse that's so special for some people, I wonder? S: It's like, symbolic, right? S: Like the moon represents a god, or... V: Ah, I know this! V: It is not the moon that represents a god, it is the essence they bring. M: Oh? V: Yeah. D: Oh boy, here we go... V: So basically, the reapers of the moon, the "cultists," they believe that this eclipse will um, awaken their god. V: And that god is just like, just a person right now, and nobody knows who it is, but it's someone out there. V: When this eclipse happens, it is supposed to awaken them. V: That person will be ascended to godhood, or so they believe. V: And then that god will release an uncontrollable wave of darkness across Theia.
D: Yeah so, evil cult shit. V: No, not evil. D: DARKNESS Vilmr. D: Darkness is always the bad side. V: Debbie, maybe it is you who needs to open your mind. D: Oh, what next, are you gonna tell me Varth Dader was a good guy? M: Is it like, the darkness would make us appreciate the light better, or something? M: I'm struggling to understand how that'd be a thing to... celebrate. V: Well according to the reapers, once the darkness sets in, their counter-god of light will also awaken. V: Then that god will release a wave of light around the world. V: And then the world will be in perfect harmony. V: So I think the eclipse is supposed to represent like, the wave of darkness. V: And then after it's done, it gets light again, and that represents the balancing out? V: Maja could probably explain this better than me. S: Wow, that's actually pretty beautiful to think about :o V: Ja, sure. V: But most believers end up drugging themselves to death somewhere down the line. V: Something about their souls becoming part of their god's essence. S: oh M: Jeez, that's intense. V: Yeah, there's a lot more nuance to it but I don't know all the details. M: Wow. M: Uh. M: ...Maja isn't thinking of-- V: Nej nej nej, she's different. V: She sees this all in a different way. V: Though it is hard to not worry about what might happen around the world, as a result of their beliefs...đ D: Hey uh sorry not sorry to interrupt this super duper interesting talk but, D: Are you guys seeing the stream?
D: It's getting so freaking close. S: OvO M: Fifteen more minutes until it starts! S: I'd love to be there in person, that looks so pretty. M: Well we should mark down the date five years from now to see the next one then. V: And hope that it is not happening above forbidden land. M: Oh yeah, that too, haha.
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Never Have I Ever (Steddie Ficlet)
The older teensâJonathan, Argyle, Nancy, Robin, Steve, and Eddie,-- had been hanging out drinking at Steveâs house. No one can remember whose idea it was, but they ended up playing âNever Have I Everâ with who ever being the one who has done it having to take a drink. It was fun, mostly dumb ones, like âNever have I ever been out of Indiana (excluding the Upside-Down) or âNever have I ever smoked weed.â It was one of Robinâs though, that nearly gave Eddie a heart attack.
She looked around the table, smirking, half tipsy. âNever have I ever slept with a guy.â She laughed. Eddie thought nothing of it. He figured she used this one to get as many people at the table to drink as possible. Eddie wasnât surprised when Jonathan, Argyle (they are dating now, he thinks), and Nancy take a drink with him. What nearly causes him to choke on his own beer is seeing Steve also pick up his glass and take a sip.
His shock causes him to cough up his drink, and though his reaction may have been the most dramatic, but other than Robin, everyone else looked confused too. Steve was oblivious to the looks around the table though, only drunkenly turning to Robin saying âThatâs not fair, dude. You knew you would be the only one not to drink.â He playfully complains.Â
Eddie clears his throat, being the one to ask the question everyone was wondering. âHarrington, you slept with a guy?â
Steve looks around, first confused with the reaction, slowly realizing that everyone was looking at him. They werenât judgmental, of course, just surprised. He looks awkwardly at Robin who just shrugs her shoulders, before he says. âOops I guess I forgot to tell you guys. Kind of figured you all knew since we are allâŠyou knowâŠqueer. â
Robin laughs at the absurdness of his statement. âAww Steve, they thought you were our token straight.â She sticks out her tongue.
Eddie doesnât know why but he kind of feelsâŠjealous. When he thought Steve was straight, it was easy for him to just accept that Steve in unattainable, that he doesnât like guys. But knowing he doesâŠchanges things. Steve was into dudes, and he is a dude. But now he feels like Steve is unattainable in a new wayâŠhe is out of his league. Steve canât want Eddie, no matter how big of a stupid crush he has on him. That hurt more. He canât explain why he said what he said next, maybe he is a masochist. But his mouth works faster than his brain. âWho?â
âWhat?â Steve scrunches his eyebrows together in confusion, a strand of hair falling across his forehead. Eddie hates that this makes him more attractive.
He wishes he could pull the word back in, he wishes it would have stayed trapped against his teeth, but it didnât so he has to go with it. âUmâŠI mean who was the lucky guy that slept with King Steve?â He tries play it off as a joke, like heâs teasing but honestly part of him wants to know what Steveâs type is.
âOh, um a few guys, I guess. The first one was Tommy. Before Nance and I dated, I used to hook up with Tommy and Carol sometimes. Most of the time it was the three of us, but I have been with both of them separately.â Steve goes red, realizing all the attention is on him now.
âYou were like a âŠthrouple with Tommy and Carol?â Nancy asks in disbelief.
âNo, nothing like that! What we did was just for fun. Those two were their own thing. â He put his increasingly flushed face in his hands before continuing. âLetâsâŠuh move on from this embarrassing can of worms Robin has opened.
Everyone nods, but Eddieâs big mouth strikes again. âYou said there was a fewâŠâ
âEds, you really wanna know all the guys I slept with?â Steve raises his eyebrow, embarrassment going to amusement. He shoots Eddie a smirk before adding. âWhy? You wanna be on that list?â He winks.
Shit. Eddie was too pushy. He doesnât need to know. His face turns red. âUh no. Iâm sorry, Iâm just being nosy. Iâm sorry.â He repeats without his usual confidence. He continues to ramble apologies.
âEddieâŠâ Steve interrupts. âIâm just messing with you, man. Itâs fine. I donât have secrets with you guys. There were a few random hooks ups from the gay bar Robin, and I go to in Indianapolis, and um my senior year, I hooked up with one of the guys one the swim team. See no big secrets.â He laughs.
The tension Eddie was feeling dissipates with the sound of Steveâs laugh. Steve doesnât careâŠEddie is reading too much into this. âNo big secrets.â He parrots back. And with that, they were back to the game, no one bringing up Steveâs âcome out,â No mention of Eddieâs weird reaction, nothing that should make him nervous. But part of him swears he notices Steve staring him down more as the night goes on.
They end up all watching a movie, everyone passing out in the living room, half tipsy, and just feeling safe. Robin and Nancy are cuddled together on the couch while Jonathan and Argyle are tangled together on the love seat. Eddie had been on the chair and Steve was on the third cushion of the couch. They had been the only two still awake, neither very comfortable where they are. When the movie comes to an end, Steve whispers, âEdsâŠcome on man. Letâs go upstairs.â
âup..stairs?â Eddie stutters out like some pathetic 13-year-old kid with a first crush. But he couldnât help it. Was Steve asking his to go to bed with him? Maybe he wasnât crazy. Maybe Steve was flirting with him earlier. Maybe he was staring. Â
Eddie watches as Steve stands up, walks closer and holds out his hand, Eddie instinctively responds, taking the other manâs hand, letting him pull him up. âYea, upstairs. That chair is not comfortable.â
âNo, its not.â Eddie agrees as they head for the steps, still hand in hand. When they get to the top of the stairs though, Steve lets go. He starts leading Eddie to the opposite end of the hallway from his bedroom. When they stop in front of the door at the end, Eddie understands. He feels his heart drop as Steve opens the door to the guest room. âFinally have an excuse to use this thing.â He softly laughs, before turning away, saying over his shoulder âNight, Eds. Let me know if you need anything.â
All Eddie can do is nod lamely, as he steps into his room for the night. He closes the door before collapsing on the bed. His brain is on an emotional roller coaster. He feels stupid thinking that Steve Harrington, queer or not, would be into him. Before he can spiral into self-deprivation, he is pulled back to reality by a knock on the door.
When he opens it, there is Steve Harrington, now clad only in the tiny red shorts he sleeps in. It takes every thing in him to keep his brain from short circuiting. âSteve? Whatâs up?â He hopes he sounds casual.
âEddie, why did you react that way earlier when you found out I like guys?â Steve cuts to the chase.
âI..I told you man, just surprised.â He tells a half lie.
âI know, I know. You said that but why did you want to know who?â Steve continues, gears obvious turning in his, trying make the connections he thinks he sees.
âI donât know.â Eddie looks down at his own feet. Looking at Steve feels dangerous right now, Like Steve could see right through him.â
âEds? You donât know?â Steve asks skeptically.
âYea I donât know. I just asked. Making conversation, manâ Eddie deflects, still looking down.
âI donât believe you.â Steve says back plainly. Eddie was about to protest, insist Steve was wrong. But before he can, he feels a gentle hand under his chin, pushing his head upwards, so Steve can meet his eyes. Heâs frozen as Steve smirks whispering, âI think you wanted to be on that list too.â
Eddie can feel his cheeks going red. Without thinking he replies, âI want to be the end of that list.â As soon as the words leave him mouth, he wishes he could pull them back in. âOh god, I am so sorry. I donât expect you to just settle with me or anything. Iâm sure you have better.â
âNo Eddie. I wouldnât be settling.â He lets out a sign. â I should have phrased this better. Eddie, I want you. And not just for sex. Like donât get me wrong, thatâs part of it. Youâre so fucking hot. But you are so funny and smart and dorky and such a good friend. Iâve been into you for so long. So um, what do you think?â All confidence and charismatic attitude is gone.
âYou like me?â Eddie sputters out.
âOh my god! Yes, Eds. I do. I like you. Honestly, I think I love you and I donât know how else to spell it out to you. I just donât get it, Eds? What moreâŠâ Steve is cut off by the soft lips pressed again his. It takes him a moment to realize Eddie is kissing him but when he does, he finds himself kissing back. His hands tangle in Eddieâs hair while Eddie wraps his arms around Steveâs waist.
When they finally pull apart, Eddie asks âSo you wanna add me to that list?
âYea, I do. Eventually. But for tonight I just want to cuddle with meâŠboyfriend?â He asks, worried he jumped the gun.
âYeaâŠI want to cuddle with my boyfriend, too.â He smiles, pulling Steve into the guestroom, closing the door behind them.
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Jens (Murph): Alright. Yeah, I guess I'll talk to you later or whatever. Just send us whatever we need from this one. I don't care-- Gex (Caldwell): Wait, I might die! Onyx (Emily): Tell him you got a text from me and I invited you on a-- (laughs) Jens: I got a text from Onyx and she invited me on a⊠you invited me on what? [Pause as Emily laughs] What did you invite me on? Onyx. [Emily continues to laugh.] What did you invite me on? Caldwell: What did you invite him on? Onyx, barely able to speak through laughter: A helicopter ride. [Caldwell laughs. Emily continues to laugh as the others talk.] Jens, deadpan: I just got a text from Onyx and she invited me on a helicopter ride. Nyack (Jake): Wow. Gex: Oooh! You're making it hard to be a chaste lizard out here! Nyack: Yeah, we can-- we can put in a good word for you if you want, you just have to say it. You just have to say "I like Onyx." Jens: Yeah, what are your-- what are your, I guess, thoughts on Onyx. Or whatever. Nyack: Not that she's interested in you, she's actually clearly not. Jens: Yeah. She's actually-- yeah. Nyack: She's not very available. You will have to-- you will have to beg. Caldwell: Um, Gex is gonna do a Charisma save. Onyx, do you wanna do a persuasion? Emily: (tearful from laughter) Yeah. [Dice roll] Oh my god. Um, that's 17+11. Murph: 28. Emily: I got a 28. [Caldwell laughs.] Murph: So hot. Gex: Well I guess-- Caldwell: You see, uh, Gex, still on this like, massive carphone, this like, massive 90's carphone, is thinking about it as, uh, Jerry Sheldonfeld and Cosmo Creldon talk to each other in the background. [Emotional piano.] Gex: You know I've just been⊠so hung up on trying to get back with Agent Xtra, I haven't really thought about it, but⊠I mean, I'm a well-to-do lizard. I'm-- I'm young, hung, and fulla tongue. And I feel like-- [Emily cackles.] Nyack: Oh my god. Murph: Jens hangs up. Jens hangs up. [Caldwell cackles.] Emily: Onyx-- Onyx squirts her skirt. [Murph and Caldwell cackle. Emily and Caldwell keep laughing in the background as the others continue.] Nyack: I'm sorry, the-- like, the-- that was-- Murph: Jens vomits into the TV. Just⊠Nyack: That was uncouth. That was foul. I-- I'm gonna be sick. Murph, laughing: Squirts? Into her skirt? Nyack: Why did he say that? Murph, laughing: What the fuck? [Pause, as everyone laughs] What the? Caldwell: I'm-- I'm drooling. Nyack: Like two seconds ago he wasn't over his ex? Caldwell: Onyx, he saw something in that moment. Murph: Jens dives into a random TV. [Caldwell: Okay.] And I truly mean a random one. Literally whatever one is next to us.
#naddpod#trinyvale#naddpod spoilers#caldwell tanner#brian murphy#emily axford#jake hurwitz#you Know i had to do this#favorite thing is that murph is dying at emily. jake is dying at caldwell#they're both correct#naddclips#trinyvale: enter the media dimension
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