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minawritesfanfic · 1 year ago

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Backyard Boy Part 3

Rodrick Heffley x Reader

Word Count: 2k+

Summary: School is officially back in session and things are looking great, well we’re looking great. An unexpected reunion at the beginning of class is throwing you for a loop, and it seems you aren’t going to be able to avoid the impending confrontation. But hey pizza with your favorite drummer boy is bound to make you feel better, right..?

Part 3

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Summer came and went faster than I wanted it to but at least it was fun, I was able to split my time evenly between hanging out with Rodrick and Racrn. Racrn is the silly little acronym I came up with using the first letters of everyone's names: Renatta, Alejandro, Cecily, Reese, and Nolan. Apparently, they liked it too, and it ended up sticking as a nickname for the group. It was just an easier way to refer to the group compared to ‘insert someone's name and them’. Lame and obnoxiously wordy.

School finally started up again, in my senior year. In a sorta new town, new friends, new clothes, and a very new me. I walked into the school like I had months before during the last week of school, this was different though. No longer did tension hang heavy in the air from final exams, instead the air was full of life and excitement as students talked through the hallways buzzing with joy and telling their peers the glories or tragedies of their summer break.

I exhaled with a smile, very happy about the changed atmosphere, and made my way through the sea of people to my locker. It was in one of the main school hallways which thankfully wasn’t too crowded at the moment. I opened it and tucked my backpack neatly inside before pulling out some of the locker decorations I’d bought the week before. I lined the inner part of the door with taped-up pictures, one from hangouts with Racrn, pictures of me and Rodrick, and a few cute stickers. I smiled at the sight of my freshly customized locker then grabbed the stuff I’d need for class before shutting and locking my locker.

I headed towards the stairs hoping to make it to my first period in time when I spotted a certain black-haired dork standing off to the side. He talked animatedly to his friends as he twirled a drumstick idly in his hand, he glanced over at me when he presumably felt me staring. He flashed me a grin and I waved and mouthed a ‘Don’t be late to class’ before walking off. I didn’t manage to catch him rolling his eyes before I disappeared up the stairs though.

My first few classes weren’t that bad, it was a bunch of electives since I opted out of most of the classes I already had enough credits for. Except for math, for some stupid reason, I needed to take it. My old school was apparently weird and because I didn’t finish out the secound semester for math I didn’t get the full credit, why or how that is I have no clue. So I buckled in mentally to take another math class, which of course was pre-calculus and my next class.

I walked into the classroom and it was partially empty as there were still three minutes until the bell rang. I smiled seeing Renatta was in class with me nodding along as a blonde girl spoke to her. I waved as I walked over, she waved back and the blonde girl turned to look at me.

“O m g! If it isn’t little ole California Sunshine themself, what on Earth brings you to this side of the world?” Heather fucking Hills said with that same condescending tone and smile on her pretty face.

I forced a smile while sitting down behind Renatta who looked like a deer in headlights, her mouth agape and all, looking between the two of us. I knew I would have a lot of explaining to do later and I was not at all looking forward to it.

“Nice to see you’re still the Same Heather, never thought I’d see you again.”

‘More like I hoped I’d never see you again.’

“I know, but seriously what are you doing here? Didn’t you totally say you’d never leave California, like ever?” She asked, quaking her head to the side, her face etched with fake curiosity and a hint of unease.

“Yeah that was the plan, but there was a pretty bad earthquake that ended up splitting our home in half. My parents were tired of earthquakes and moved us out here to completely avoid them. What are you doing here? I thought you lived in Oregon?”

“Okay, I’m going to cut you guys off right there. How the hell do you two know each other?!” Renatta asked, flabbergasted as she looked back and forth between us, Heather glanced quickly over at me but I didn’t even have to look at her to know what she was feeling.

“We met on a family vacation, she was in the room next to mine and we just ended up.. hanging out,” I said with a shrug and Heather just looked me up and down before turning away.

“Hanging out is a bit of an overstatement, but whatever.”

Renatta looked ready to ask more questions but as the bell rang, Mr. Lanaski began class giving her no opportunity to. I knew that this would only be a temporary measure though, as I had lunch with the whole Racrcn group next period. I slumped back into my chair and absently listened to the teacher as he gave us a rundown of how his class would be, it was even worse with me receiving knowing looks from both Renatta and Heather. Who I would also probably have to talk too soon, and I had no idea how that conversation would go.

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The bell rings and both girls try and drag me away with them out of the class, they cast glares at each other while everyone else is quickly filling out of the classroom. I managed to break free from their grasp but the looks on both their faces told me that I’d regret even trying to leave, I just started to pack my things as they argued about who gets to talk to me first.

“They were my friend before they were yours!” Heather huffs crossing her arms.

“I thought you guys barely even hung out, besides don’t you have a class to go to? We’re headed to lunch.” Renatta snapped back flipping her hair over her shoulder.

“Oh really? That’s perfect, we’re all friends, yeah, so I’ll join you at your lunch table.”

“Oh, absolutely not!-“ Renatta began but I immediately opted out of sitting with Heather AND Racrn at one lunch table, before either of them could react I grabbed my stuff and bolted out of the classroom.

Thankfully the hallway was still crowded so I could blend in and quickly get away, once I felt safe I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. I headed to my locker ready to drop off my stuff and spend lunch anywhere but the library when I felt someone blow on the back of my neck and whisper.

“Boo.” I jumped and slammed my locker shut, I turned slowly praying it wasn’t Heather or Renatta but thankfully it was just Rodrick.

“Jeez Rodrick, don't do that! You scared the ever-loving shit outta me!” I said with a heavy sigh and leaned back against my locker while Rodrick stepped back his hands in the air to surrender.

“Sorry, sorry! I couldn’t resist, anyways where are you headed next?”

“I have lunch right now but I’m definitely not going to that cafeteria, for a number of reasons.”

“Perfect, cuz I was wondering if you would be down to skip the rest of school with me. It’s all just boring ass-“

I didn’t even let him finish trying to convince me, “Yes! I mean yeah, let’s cut school. Nothing important I’m going to miss out on, let’s go.”

He was a bit surprised by how readily I agreed but rolled with it, he led me out of the school to where his van was parked then we peeled out of the parking lot. I let out a relieved sigh as I watched the school grow smaller in the rearview mirror, though I could see Rodrick eyeing me curiously out of the corner of my eye.

“So… what do you want to go and do?”

“You asked me to ditch and didn’t even have a plan to do anything?”

“I didn’t expect to get that far okay! I figured you’d be a stick in the mud and I’d just have to ask Ben to skip with me.” I just laughed and shook my head.

“Fine, since I’m skipping lunch let’s go grab something to eat then we could hang out at my place. How’s that sound?”

“You had me at lunch.” He said with a grin speeding off to the nearest fast food joint.

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We ended up splitting a pizza, Rodrick ate on the floor while I sat in a bean bag chair I’d recently gotten. Rodrick talked on and on all, while he ate, I was perfectly content on just half listening and trying to be grossed out that he talked while he ate. I was kind of lost in my own head, trying to figure out what to do. I glanced over at my phone and sat on my bed, I was not looking forward to the dozens of calls I likely already had from Renatta.

“- and then he turned into an alien and kidnapped me… Dude, are you even listening?” Rodrick said and I snapped my gaze down to him, nodding quickly.

“Uh huh yeah, an alien guy kidnapped you- no I’m sorry I wasn’t at all. Just start again from the party I’m listening to now.” He shook his head and sat up, taking another slice of pizza.

“Nah it’s not that important, talk to me. You’ve seemed out of it since we left school, what’s up?” He took a bite out of his pizza and gestured for me to talk, I let out a heavy sigh and sunk deeper into the bean bag chair.

“My entire world kinda just flipped on its axis? I mean it’s not that huge of a deal but maybe I’m minimizing it cuz if I do start thinking it’s that big of a deal I might just die on the spot. But uh so you know how I lived in Cali, right? I was on vacation in a different town there and met this girl, we bonded over some stuff and became really close. Well turns out she goes to our school and is kind of friends with Renatta, both of whom really want to talk to me. And I’m just not ready for it.” I paused letting some of that sink in as I finished the rest of my slice of pizza before going for another one.

“When do you think you’ll be ready to talk to them?”

“I don’t really know to be honest, I don’t even know what to say to either of them. But I can’t talk to one without talking to the other, and I can’t even talk to anyone about what we need to talk about. Which would easily explain how we know each other, just ugh I might just drop out.” I groaned and angrily took a bite out of my pizza as I stared up at my ceiling, Rodrick stayed silent for a moment thinking about what I said.

“Well you have to talk to them eventually, but they’ll both have to accept that that will only happen on your own time. So just like let them know that and take it slow. If they’re even worth your time they’ll understand and wait until you’re ready, especially if it’s important.” He said in between mouthfuls, though his words resonated with me.

He was right, I didn’t have to explain and talk about everything right now. Heather’s cool but she knows how much I have at stake here too and should understand where I’m coming from, and Renatta is still a newish friend and shouldn’t expect me to relay every little detail of my life to her.

“Thanks, Rodrick, that was really helpful. I don’t owe either of them an explanation or my time right now. You really rock dude.” I said with a smile feeling a little bit better.

But then the doorbell rang, again and again and again. I jumped shocked by the incessant ringing, Rodrick looked as surprised as I was and got up. He went into the hallway and peered through the blinds out the window before coming back into the room.

“By any chance.. was that girl you met on vacation Heather Hills?” He asked wide-eyed as he held the door frame, I nodded and stood shakily.

I could tell her that we would talk later, it would be simple enough right? It’s not like we left off on bad terms, we left off on great ones, right? No amount of reassurance seemed to work as I descended the stairs and made my way to the front door, the doorbell still ringing loudly through the house. But the closer I got the more clearly I could hear her yelling, I took a deep breath and opened the door. She was mid-doorbell press and all of Racrn stood behind her, all of them equally confused and loving the drama.

“Uhm Hi…?”

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lemonlyman-dotcom · 1 year ago

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#29 & 30 for AO3 wrapped, please

Thank you lim!!

29. Favorite line/passage you wrote this year?

It is so hard to choose! But I still really love Carlos’s inner-monologue about all the different things he loves about TK in Make Me Laugh 'till I Die, I Stand Beside You With Pride especially the Madonna montage:

He is an absolute dork who lives his life by a hard-and-fast rule that any time a Madonna song is playing, no matter where they are or who they’re with, they must stop and dance. Leading to some very embarrassing moments:

In the grocery store bulk foods aisle where an elderly lady winked at him as he stood behind their cart, one hand covering half his face in feigned horror, as TK shook his ass to a tinny version of ‘Holiday’ playing from the speakers above.

At the bowling alley with Paul and his visiting sister, who’d stared at them like they were lunatics as Carlos tapped his ugly rented shoes and twirled a giddy TK to ‘Everybody,’ before her face broke into a wild smile. She turned to Paul and said, “Who are these guys, P? Where did you find them?” Paul, no stranger to this particular antic of the ‘Tarlos contingent,’ just shrugged from behind his beer glass. “I dunno, man. You better get used to it, though. These fools are your family now too.”

It even happened when they’d picked up Carlos’s mom at the bus station upon her return from visiting his tía in Fredericksburg. “Oh god, here we go,” Carlos said under his breath as he stepped back from hugging his mom. The unmistakable opening chords of ‘Material Girl’ trilling through an aging Bluetooth speaker in the corner. TK, with Andrea’s overnight bag slung over his shoulder, whooped and broke into a full body roll before two stepping in a circle around Carlos, finger guns jabbing out at his hips and tongue poking out of his mouth. He winked at Carlos, maintaining eye contact as he shuffled backwards towards the door, shoulders shimmying, hips gyrating. Andrea patted TK’s cheek and called him her muñequito dulce before turning to Carlos and stage whispering, “Mijo, does that poor boy know he cannot dance?”

I don’t make the rules, babe, TK says every time it happens. It’s Madonna’s world, we're just living in it.

30. Biggest surprise while writing this year?

I think the biggest surprise was that I can write fiction! I have been a writer my entire adult life, but I’ve only ever written factual non-fiction essays and straight news. Just the facts, keep it concise and straight to the point. It’s been a joy and a delight to discover this new side to my creativity, and receiving feedback from readers and other writers has been very unexpected and encouraging!

Ao3 Wrapped

#ao3 wrapped #tarlos fic #ask

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thinking-destiel-thoughts · 1 year ago

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Derek’s favorite thing about his friendship with Kira is that they mostly just do mundane things.

It’s nice because, like Stiles, Kira doesn’t expect him to carry the conversation. There’s something hypnotic about simple tasks while Kira tells him about something her mom told her or how her day went. Sometimes, Kira doesn’t even say anything. Sometimes they just occupy the same space and work towards a goal.

Like shelving books in the high school library. Derek isn’t quite sure how they ended up volunteering to do this, but he’s glad they did. Seeing the books go from a giant, unorganized pile to neat lines on a shelf is incredibly satisfying and therapeutic. Maybe it’s being able to see immediate evidence of the work that’s been done. Maybe it’s the lack of mess when they’re done. Whatever the reason, he’s having a good time.

Kira is sorting books at a table when Derek finds himself at a shelf with what looks like writing in sharpie.

He moves the closest book and reveals the initials A.A. with S.M. just above it. He runs a thumb over the writing. Scott must have added her initials his senior year.

Derek is suddenly struck by how different things are now. How different he is. He owns a house. Stiles lives with him, makes the house a home. They’ve been together almost five years. He had lunch with the sheriff two hours ago because it’s Saturday and Derek always has lunch with him on Saturdays. Derek has a pack where he’s co-alpha with Scott, a bubbly kitsune with a katana for best friend, and a real place in the Stilinski family. It’s different and unexpected in the best ways.

What strikes him the most is how different he and Stiles are together. They’ve grown a lot over the years. Derek is more willing to discuss his feelings and Stiles doesn’t resort to biting sarcasm when he’s uncomfortable as much. They’re good together.

With a surge of fondness for a feisty teenage Stiles, he moves the books away to look for his boyfriend’s initials.

Derek drops the books in his arms, surprised when he sees his own initials. Someone has put a little plus and then the initials M.S. just under his D.H. from what feels like a century ago, and both sets of initials are encompassed in a heart. He racks his brain for someone with those initials and busies himself with clearing the whole shelf to find Stiles. Who the hell drew that heart?

It doesn’t hit him until he’s entirely cleared the shelf. M.S. Mieczyslaw Stilinski. Stiles drew the heart. All those years ago, before they were dating. Stiles is such a fucking dork. Derek is so disgustingly in love with him.

He can’t help himself; he has to take a picture of it and immediately set it as his lock screen. He’s going to print that out and fucking frame it. He can’t wait to tease Stiles about it.

Derek has finally put all of the books back where they belong when he realizes that this means Stiles had feelings for him back then. Stiles had feelings for him while he was off bounty hunting.

Holy shit. Stiles has been interested in him for so long and he didn’t even know. Holy shit. Holy shit.

“Kira,” He calls. “When I told the pack that I had decided to go on the bounty hunt, everyone looked at Stiles.”

“Uhhhh okay?” She looks at him with an eyebrow raised. “So?”

“Stiles had feelings for me then.”

“Yeah, duh. You knew that.”

“I didn’t. I thought it was recent…well, recent as in just before we started dating.”

Kira blinks at him. “I don’t get the joke.”

“It’s not a joke. I didn’t know.”

“You didn’t know?”

“No!”

“You just…you thought Stiles was like that with all of us?”

“What does that even mean? He was Stiles,”

“He was all up in your business! You two were pulling each other’s pigtails! Didn’t you notice the way he reacted when you slammed him into a wall or on the floor during training?”

Derek does remember the flush high on Stiles’ cheeks. He thought it was embarrassment.

“Derek, you missed all the signs?”

“I…” Now that he knows, he can’t stop thinking of all the little things that should have clued him in. “Oh my God. I thought I was waiting on him. He was waiting on me!”

Kira giggles. “Pretty much.”

“I have to go do something. I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Sure,”

Derek goes straight to the station and walks into the sheriff’s office. “I need to talk to you about Stiles.”

The sheriff stands slowly, attention shifting immediately. “Is he hurt?”

“He’s fine. He’s great. He’s amazing. He’s the love of my life. I want to marry him.”

“Aw, hell,” the sheriff sits back down, exhaling in relief. “I knew that already.”

“Did you know that he liked me romantically? Back in his senior year?”

“Stiles isn’t subtle, Derek.”

“I want your blessing to marry him. Please,”

He laughs. “I’ve been calling you my son-in-law since you passed a month together.” He pulls a paper out of his drawer and hands it over. “Ring size and metal allergies,” He explains. “And you may not like it, but he wants a ring that’ll imprint a wolf paw print when he takes it off.”

“God, he’s such a dork.”

“Yeah, and he’s your problem now.”

“Stiles is many things to me, but a problem definitely isn’t one.”

“Get out of here. If you get any mushier, I might vomit.”

“Thank you,”

“You’re welcome. And congrats,”

Sterek Random Thoughts #1

I just realized that I haven’t read a single fanfic where Stiles, in the scene where the beacon students write their initials on the bookshelves, signs his initials just below Derek’s initials and draws a heart around their initials? Hahahaha, so derek sees that one day but doesn’t remember anyone he knows with the initials “M.S.” and ignores this until he later finds out that Stiles’ name is “Mieczyslaw Stilinski” (M.S.) and realizes that his partner has always liked him romantically and he doesn’t even realize why he has his head in his ass and doesn’t realize it

#sterek #sterek fanfic #sterek fanfiction #derek #derek hale #stiles #stiles stilinski #derek x stiles #derek and kira besties #self indulgence babey #the sheriff knows #my writing #thinking-destiel-thoughts

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temnurus · 3 years ago

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Eighth Year Drarry Recs

I was compiling a list for a friend's new Drarry recruit, and I decided to slap it up here for anyone else looking for some good 8th year Drarry fics. I had to be very strict with myself because otherwise half this list would've been bixgirl1 fics. Yes, I am a shameless fan of her work, and it is rare that a Drarry rec list by me doesn't have at least one of hers. So you're welcome for my show of restraint. Haha. Anyway, these are all explicit because I like smut, but most of them are more plot driven and just happen to have very hot smut as a bonus. They aren't in any particular order, but they are all five star recs off my master list. Oh, and the titles are links to the stories on AO3. Now onto the fics!

Year 8 Recs

In Evidence of Magical Theory by bixgirl1 (E, 43k)

Thoughts: The detail that went into the theory of magical cores and how Harry's and Draco's were represented by their respective elements and the way they each experienced the other's as they explored their link was mind-blowing and so impressive. I was enchanted by the way they crashed together and the constant thrum of their classic push and pull made me smile throughout the entire fic. The smut was on fire, but the true draw of a bixgirl1 fic is the depth of the emotions. Amazing work and a must-read.

Helix by Saras_Girl (E, 92k)

Thoughts: There were so many points in this story that I laughed until I nearly cried and just as many that I actually did tear up a little. The author's characterizations were spot on, and I especially loved Harry's helpless sort of slide into desperately wanting to be Draco's friend, then inevitably falling for him. The frost snails were so neat, and I adored Solomon! He's one of my new favorite Drarry pets ever. The portrayal of Draco's grief for Snape was touching and made me cry more than once. This is one of my favorites. I highly recommend it.

Dragon Heartstrings by JET_Playin (E, 23k)

Thoughts: I liked how the author covered Draco's experience with seeing the red strings throughout the years, briefly touching on his early childhood and skipping through his years at Hogwarts before settling into the meat of the story during his and Harry's eighth year at school. It was nice to have that history even in a streamlined fashion before we jumped right into them growing closer after the war. I loved how they wrote Draco. His remorse felt very genuine while retaining his prickly personality. I loved the warmth the Golden Trio exuded toward him, especially Harry's easy affection in the beginning. When Harry got awkward I instantly saw it was that weird bumbling way he (and Neville is so right about this) as a dork would be with someone he had a crush on. Poor Draco just couldn't even fathom that being true, and it made things so much harder than they had to be. But the journey to get to the happy ending was the best part. Loved this!

Say My Name by Thunderbird587 (E, 199k)

Thoughts: This is one of my favorite 8th year fics ever. I loved Harry's fixation on Draco after hearing him say his name while wanking in the shower. The slow build of their relationship was just lovely, and I really enjoyed Harry's apprenticeship helping him figure out what he wanted from life. I definitely recommend this. It's an amazing read.

Two Trees by LakeWitch (E, 36k)

Thoughts: I related to Draco's anxiety so much, and the descriptions of his panic felt very genuine to my experience. I also thought that the unexpected peace he found in nature was lovely, and the descriptions of the lake and the woods were all so nicely done that even reading them I felt like it was a little easier to breathe right here in my living room! Draco’s characterization was my favorite here, but they were all well written. I loved how much this fic made me feel a full range of emotions. The author's style was delightful, and I really can’t say enough good things about this fic. It's one of my favorite 8th year fics ever, and I highly recommend it.

The Only True Goal of the Universe by punk_rock_yuppie (E, 22k)

Thoughts: I loved the characterizations of all the characters, particularly Harry and Draco. Harry's respectful approach to Draco's transition, asking him about preferences and checking in with him often during sex was very nicely done and made me incredibly happy to see. The smut was so, so hot, and I loved the explicit and enthusiastic consent practiced throughout each of their encounters. Their banter was fantastic throughout the whole fic. This was such an enjoyable read. I definitely recommend it.

Lumos by birdsofshore (E, 41k)

Thoughts: The writing style is fantastic, the banter between Harry and Draco is spot on, and the emotion conveyed in the story had me thrumming with happiness by the end. This is one of the best 8th year fics out there, bar none. I've read it several times and undoubtedly will do so again.

Things Worth Knowing by Femme & noeon (E, 164k)

Thoughts: The characterizations of Harry and Draco were both spot on. I adored Ravi and Omolade, as well. The slow development of Harry and Draco's relationship in this was incredibly well done. This is one of my favorite Eighth Year stories ever, and I cried more than once. Amazing storytelling. I highly recommend it.

You Look the Way I Feel by yourdifferentoctober (E, 108k)

Thoughts: I loved the way the author handled Draco's trauma. It felt very genuine and not overdone. Harry's as well, for that matter. I liked how their feelings were so similar, but they both dealt with it in very different ways. The way they slowly came together was so lovely, and Harry's possessive/protective behavior of Draco was just hitting all my buttons. The smut was superb. This is definitely a favorite of mine.

Catching the Niffler by keyflight790 & tsundanire (E, 10k)

Thoughts: Jesus fucking Christ, I had to scrape myself up off of the floor after this one! I was nothing but a pile of goo afterward. Eighth year party games is such a good trope, and Catch the Niffler is a rad new game to add to the list. Hot damn! Blaise had me cackling like a loon the whole time he was center stage, be it issuing a dare or performing his own. The Drarry was hot as fuck, with a perfect moment of tenderness at the end. You know it's gonna be good when nearly all of the tags are smutty. Haha.

#hp fandom #drarry #rec list #drarry rec list #drarry eighth year #it's all smut #sorry not sorry #Temnurus rec list

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wildflowertips · 4 years ago

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Hi! I was curious if you had anymore Kuroko fic recommendations? Thank you! 🥺💗

hey! 🥺 i do have more kuroko fanfic recs. i didnt know what type of kuroko ship you wanted, so here are a few from some kuroko ships <3:

Kagakuro Recommendations

the flower that blooms in adversity by aotetsu

When Kagami falls for Kuroko Tetsuya, a famous prostitute from the red light district, he manages to find a whole lot of trouble and a person worth it all.

this fic deserves more love and attention. kagami love for kuroko absolutely made me sob

Brothers in Woo by buttwade

in which Himuro jokingly offers to help Kagami win Kuroko over and the joke's on him

kagami is drunk & himuro cracks jokes. this fic is funny. jealous!kuroko

Beastly call by TCon

"You mean," Kuroko started. "You'd be my Heat Partner?" He didn't expect Kagami to explode into a myriad of different shades of red more impressive than his own hair. "Y — yeah tha's what I'm sayin'!" for some reasons he lapsed into english with an odd accent. KagaKuro Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics & Sex Pistols AU - Fusion

Lots of smut in the beginning. there’s crime, suspense, and i read this fic like 5 times.

Stamina Training by tnsxbunny

As the weakest member in the team, Kuroko stays back after basketball practice to train on his stamina. Kagami watches from afar and decides to show Kuroko what real stamina training is.

SMUT. SUCH GOOD SMUT. thank u

The advantage of being Kuroko by heartfilledteddybear

mayuzumi hits on Kuroko & Kagami gets jealous 🥵

Akakuro Recommendations

Forget me not flowers in our hair by miniaturepsycho

When Kagami is captured by a beast Kuroko doesn't think twice and bargains to take the red head's position instead but it seems that there is more to this castle than meets the eye, and what has it have to do with forget me not's?? Basically a beauty and the beast AU that I decided to do after seeing the live action (which I totally did not cry at, not at all!!) COMPLETE

Contains Aokaga. Akashi as beast & kuroko as belle. So good 🥺

All I ask by TsuruKuni

"It's none of your business." "Tell me, Aomine. How can it be none of my business when you're throwing away the only person I've ever wanted?"

THIS FIC MADE ME SOB AT 3 AM. I highly recommend listening to ‘All I ask’ by Adele. I promise you will cry. Aokuro & Akakuro.

Bridezilla by DancingMarshmallows

Weddings are stressful... try helping people plan them. With two months to get everything together, a bridezilla and her bitch of a maid of honor, and finding love at the worst time, Kuroko would be lucky if he makes it out alive.

CEO!Akashi & WEDDING PLANNER!kuroko. you will not regret reading this one.

That Ridiculously Long Dance by Harmonia_Silverberg

Aomine, Kise, and Kagami never learn, do they? But apparently their "joke" works in Akashi and Kuroko's favor this time.

literally one of my all time favorite akakuro fanfic

What Would Chihiro Do by anewtinystory

Akashi is dating Kuroko, whose two brothers are very protective of him.[Based on a Tumblr anon's prompt: Nijimura and Mayuzumi are Kuroko's brothers; while Nijimura approves of Akashi, Mayuzumi feels the opposite]

slight smut. protective bros. i love it sm.

Aokuro Recommendations

Traded Mistakes by Acetate, Chrystie, exuberant_imperfection, kate882, luckypen

For the prompt: Aomine having an accident and losing his memory so all he remembers is being best friends with Tetsu and he doesn’t understand how that could stop.

Angst, oh the angst 😫😭.

Third time’s a charm (or maybe fourth) by LajtHane

Aomine really didn't mean to crash into him at Quidditch practice.

HOGWARTS AU. if that doesn’t temp you, idk what will. My fav Aokuro fic.

Maybe a touch of your hand by skinandbones

[Written for AoKuroWeek 2015]: Aomine moves into a new apartment and befriends a ghost boy.

no bc this fic made me cry too. pls read it 🎶ifwehad5moreminutes🎶

The Boyfriend Jersey by exuberant_imperfection, kate882

Kuroko, in a half-asleep mistake, ends up wearing Aomine's jersey to school.

THIS FIC IS CUTE SUCH DORKS

Hey, Come Here Often? by imabignerd

In which Momoi holds his magazines hostage, Aomine hates everything and everyone, and Kuroko is politely bewildered.

Aomine crushes on the lifeguard!Kuroko & Momoi is a little shit about it 😌🤍

Midokuro Recommendations

It’s Always your Fault! by warsandwich

Kuroko and Midorima are secretly dating, but Takao finds out their secret. De-anon from the anon meme.

Short, sweet, & funny 😌.

Partnership by Fayah

Their partnership starts in English class, but like everything else in their lives, turns into a matter of basketball.

Midorima really cares for Kuroko 🥺

Midokuro Ficlet by pandacchii

based off of imagineyourotp blog post: "Imagine your otp confessing while they were half asleep" Pairing: Midorima/Kuroko

short story but it’s really cute ☺️

An Unexpected Alignment by cinnaelle

Midorima Shintarou does not expect such a reoccurring encounter. But the wheels of fate are turning and Akashi moves his shogi piece.

well-written i love it sm. deserves more praise

The Way You Come Undone by oshare_banchou

"Midorima Shintarou is completely silent during sex. And Kuroko, who is both fascinated and frustrated by this discovery, wonders just how much it would take to make him come undone." - Kuroko/Midorima, in that order

do i need to say more? 😫

Kikuro Recommendations

Careless Whisper by DarkWoods

When Kuroko is dared to come up with some dirty talk, no one expects him to be good at it. Certainly not Kise.

my favorite kikuro fanfic. flustered!kise & tease!kuroko

如果的事 (If) by stormterror

People fall in love in many different manners. Love feels like many different things to many people, but Kise Ryouta thinks there's nothing that quite beats the feeling of being in love with Kuroko Tetsuya. [kise/kuroko]

SO GOOD I CRIED I SMILED SO HARD. pls kikuro deserves the world

Wires, Connecting by Bakagami

It's like being blind but not, like touching air, grasping at straws, voices dissipating and reverberating.

This story is locked so you need to login into ao3 to read it. PHONE SEX & DIRTY TALK 🥵

He Promised by imabignerd

Kise promised he'd smile for Kuroko the whole way through, all the way to the end.

Zombie apocalypse AU. Death. sobbing violently.

It’s a Small World by SilentSilhouette

Kise tries to find his soulmate through social media. Soulmate AU where a picture of your soulmate is tweeted to you on your sixteenth birthday.

This one made me crackle & laugh😂😂

Murakuro Recommendations

No Such Thing as Too Much Vanilla by plumtrees

Kuroko and Murasakibara have baking days. What do you mean it isn't canon?

baking!boyfriends & fluff 😌😉

Vanilla Cream by yoimrei

Murasakibara eats Kurokos ass after something Ahomine says which sparks his jealousy.

here me out first, the ass eating in this is *chef’s kiss* 🤌🏽🤌🏽

Philia by DarkWoods

That time Murasakibara and Kuroko started kinda-sorta fake dating, and kinda-sorta never bothered to break up.

Still going & i love this writer sm. i read all their stories 😙✌🏽

Lavender Secrets by SailorHikarinoMu

Kuroko was the one to bring out his true love for basketball, which had been hidden from prying eyes since the beginning. It was one of those things he was unsure whether he should feel grateful for, but all the same, it did mean something. What this 'something' was, exactly? Murasakibara did not know. Not yet.

FLUFF AAA FLUFF

Rainy by overdose

Kuroko listened to the rain pouring, and more importantly, Murasakibara's steady breathing.

smut. couch sex. size difference. 🥴

BONUS

Hanamiya Makoto/Kuroko Tetsuya

Scotomas by Darkenedcrystal

After the game against Jabberwock, Kagami goes overseas and Kuroko finds himself without a light. A slightly angsty, rather light-hearted story about what happens to Kuroko after Kagami leaves. Features teens finding their way around life, Seirin without a light, the Generation of Miracles being a family, the teens finding love and appreciating the heartbreaks. Kuroko tries to find his own style without a light, and stumbles into the darkness that is Hanamiya Makoto instead. Extra chapter added!

love this fic so much. downside: akashi is kinda a dick

Of Unlikely Friendships, Sneaky Bets, Shogi and Sake by itsthechocopuff

Imayoshi had introduced his two favourite kouhai to each other as an experiment. He did not predict they'd get along so well, both being shadows, but they did, and they worked, oddly enough. Hanamiya brought out the worst in Kuroko, while Kuroko brought out the the best in the other; and they both caused heartattacks to unsuspecting teammates who could not believe their darling shadow was not as innocent as he seemed.

you wont regret reading this one omg

Haizaki Shougo/Kuroko Tetsuya

A Taste That Lingers by therealmoyashi

I couldn't say anything, and that was alright because he didn't want an answer. I'll never forget the way that tasted. Yeah, I thought, he ruined me.

i cried reading this for the first time. out of character kuroko

By the Tomatoes by Wayfarer_Rye

It starts with a blue-grey t-shirt that says "Nothing but Net".

Haizaki wants to try again.

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bonkie-barnes · 3 years ago

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String Lights

jeffmas pt. 2

natasha romanoff x gn!reader (ft. jeff the landshark)

word count: 1.1k

warnings: i curse once

A/N: it's jeffmas day 2!! he's so cute, there needs to be more jeff content in the world.

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Christmas is probably your favorite time of the year. There are so many things to do and see that there is never a dull moment. One of your favorite things to do is decorate your place for the holidays.

You had decided to wait until Natasha came back from a mission to start decorating your shared apartment. She hadn't had many Christmases and you wanted to make sure the ones she had with you were special.

Still, you could barely control your eagerness and decided to pull all of the boxes out of storage so you could start the minute Natasha came home.

Usually, you'd spend your time without her coddling Liho in a desperate attempt to shoo away the creeping loneliness that grew the longer Nat was gone. Now, though, you have your hands full with not one four-legged friend, but two.

The introduction of Jeff the landshark to your life was an unexpected one, but you wouldn't have it any other way. He constantly keeps you on your toes. Surprisingly, he and Liho are best buddies, and you frequently have to stop them from causing problems in your apartment.

For most of today, though, things have been quiet with Jeff and Liho. It's quite suspicious if you're being honest.

Just as you're about to get up to check on what the little hooligans are up to, the sound of a key in the front door distracts you.

"Honey, I'm home!" Natasha announces in a sing-songy voice.

You chuckle at her antics.

"Hi, my love," you say as you go to meet her at the door. Her cheeks are a cute pink color from the cold and there are tiny snowflakes in her hair. You softly brush them off and give her a kiss on her forehead. "How was your day?"

"Oh, you know. Same old, same old. The boys are obnoxious as always," she responds lightheartedly.

"Well, I'd tell you to come in and relax but we have other, more pressing matters to attend to! You promised! No take backs!"

She giggles at your enthusiasm. It melts her heart just how excited you get about certain things.

She goes to get changed and returns to see you dancing to Christmas music in the kitchen as you prepare hot chocolate.

She smiles to herself before wandering over to wrap her arms around your middle. You jump with surprise.

"Nat," you whine. "Why do you always sneak up on me?"

She giggles. "I'm so sorry, my love. Let me make it up to you," she says before littering your face with kisses.

"Stop, stop! We have decorating to do!"

She finally ends her attack and leads you by your hand into the living room to start setting up the tree.

Twenty minutes later, the two of you are almost no further than when you started.

"No, babe. That branch goes in slot B."

"Nuh uh, it goes over here."

Natasha smirks as the branch slides smoothly into slot B, leaving you to silently pout. Nat just laughs at the look on your face before reaching for the next branch.

By the time the tree is ready for the lights, the both of you are exhausted.

"Almost done, love," you tell your girlfriend.

You unroll the string down the hall so it lays flat and plug in the end. The lights illuminate the room beautifully. You can't help but stare at the way they reflect in Natasha’s shining eyes.

She calls you a dork before grabbing the lights out of your hands to get started.

It's going well for all of two minutes before the lights get caught on something down the hall.

You decide to follow them down the walkway until you notice them going into the closet, a blinding light coming from the cracks in the door.

You open it up only to find the cutest scene you've ever seen. There lays a sleeping Jeff, tangled up in the Christmas lights with a sleeping Liho lying on top of him. You quietly call Nat over to see.

She coos at the sight. You decide to take a photo before Nat gently wakes the landshark up to provide some assistance.

All is calm until Nat reaches for the little shark.

He seems to understand the situation and decides to run out of the closet at a speed that seems out of character for a typically aquatic animal on land.

You both yell out before scrambling after him. Natasha’s super-spy skills give her a head start over you.

The next sequence of events seems to happen in slow motion.

As Jeff runs toward the half-lit Christmas tree, Liho decides to join the fun. Liho runs underfoot, causing Natasha to sidestep to avoid tripping over the small cat.

At this exact moment, Jeff decides to run directly around the base of the tree before taking off in another direction. This causes the tree to collapse directly on top of Natasha, sending branches and fiery redheads flying.

The chaos is done before you can even intervene, landshark and cat long gone from the scene.

It's silent for one tense moment until you start laughing. The sight of your badass girlfriend taken out by a shark and an artificial Christmas tree cracks you up until your sides hurt.

Natasha pouts at you. "You know, you could help me instead of laughing at me."

It takes you a minute to catch your breath long enough to reply. "But why would I do that when I could sit back and enjoy this."

You quickly take out your phone and take a picture before Nat can make a move. She somehow pouts even more, so you decide to go over and help her up.

You stand there for a minute brushing fake pine needles out of her hair before she speaks up again.

"This is going to be a bitch to clean up."

"Yeah, for you," you reply.

Natasha gives you an affronted look.

"What? It's your shark! You're the one who brought him home, you're the one who cleans up after his chaos. I do enough of that when you're not home," you tell her.

She gives you a look like she's about to start arguing with you, so you quickly pull her in for a kiss before she can start.

A minute later, you pull away. Natasha has a dazed look on her face. You laugh before assuring her you'll help with the clean up.

"I love you so much," she tells you.

"I love you, too," you reply, more sure of this than anything else in the world.

Suddenly, Jeff and Liho come back in the room, now both tangled up in the lights.

"Mrrrr?" Jeff whines.

You throw your head back in laughter. "Good luck with that, babe."

Natasha looks at you, fully in shock, before you wander out of the room, chuckling the whole way. You love that shark more than life itself, but you can't help but milk this for just a little while longer.

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taglist: @wolferine @007giu @vancityfire13

#natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff x gn!reader #natasha romanoff x gender neutral reader #natasha romanoff x you #black widow x reader #natasha romanoff #black widow #marvel #marvel imagine #my fic #jeff the land shark

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mimiatmidnight · 4 years ago

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What’s your top 5 Harry and Meghan moments

EXCELLENT question.

Please note that I am notoriously terrible about picking my favorite ANYTHING (books, fashion, movies, colors, this will be a problem no matter WHAT you ask me) so I tried not to think too hard about these choices, but they could definitely change around in the future! Oh and also, I was VERY loose about interpreting the word “five” lmao. Anyways, please enjoy below the cut because I have no self control.

BEHOLD, MY MAGNUM OPUS:

5. I’m on a boat, motherfucker

His hand on her thigh is so unexpected and brazen and I just love how they look so casual, like “yeah this is how we just sit together at home, actually.” And anyways boats are just inherently romantic. If we are on a boat together and we both look out at the sea at the same time and our hands kind of rest near each other on the rails as we listen to the waves together, you are legally obligated to kiss me idc I don’t make the rules.

Bonus boat content: I’m sorry I couldn’t find a gif for this but Harry PULLING AN ENTIRE BOAT WITH ONE HAND so his little wife didn’t have to step too far to get back on the pier. HELLO?????

4. The couple that stunts together, stays together

I’m sorry if this is shallow but they are honestly just two very beautiful looking people and they can’t help it if the camera literally worships at their feet.

The colors in this one are gorgeous and she looks like a freaking goddess, but what takes the cake is when you look at it from this other angle and he looks like he’s so in love with her it’s actually about to make him cry.

Ayo, how the FUCK are they this hot? (This doorway photo is probably my second favorite photo of them of all time. Keep reading for #1)

MOUNTBATTEN. MUSIC. FESTICAL. JAW. ON. THE FLOOR.

This was also the night we got the sob-worthy hand squeezing as the Captain General of the Royal Marines and his matching Mrs. stood together to bask in the Royal Albert Hall’s standing ovation for the last time (a profound, earth-stilling moment that I could not find a gif of). The way they support and lean on each other . . . [Britney Spears “yeah 😭😭😭” gif]

And I mean, how could I not include this, the single most iconic photo of all time. I said it at the time and I’ll say it again, you CANNOT buy this kind of magnetism. This charisma. This star power. You are BORN with it. The weight of the metaphor of this photo ALONE is enough to write history books about, but the fact that they look so stunning and in love while doing it? I could not have engineered this moment better. No one could. That’s the point.

3. “You can’t tell Prince Harry nothing these days”

This man is so happy he literally bounces. He earned a win in his match, a kiss from his wife, and on his way home to go make a baby. Smh. May we all one day be as sheerly and deliriously happy as this dork.

Speaking of which, what 1950′s classic Hollywood romantic movie is this???

Bonus Bouncing Harry content: landing in Canada to reunite with his wife and baby and literally skipping off the plane. Like ok H how about leaving some ecstatic joy for the rest of us?

2. Harry, Holder of Hands

There are SO many cute moments of the various ways Harry can concoct to hold on to Meghan, particularly her hands. But nothing will ever beat this one for me. So gentle and soft and delicate and adoring and like . . . worshipful? Like he just handles her as if she is the most precious thing in the world and urrgghhhhhh that sound you hear is me melting into a puddle.

Bonus hand holding content: SPEAKING OF UNBEARABLE TENDERNESS

I love this one cause he’s like “hey, gimme :( ” and then she does and he just goes “ :) “ Like holding her hand is all it takes to make him do that big goofy grin. Ugh.

Double bonus: when one hand simply is not enough.

1. Harold, there are people watching

An extremely incomplete collection of WHY DOES HE LOOK LIKE HE WANTS TO EAT HER

Ok maybe he didn’t know there were people watching for this one but still

In this SA one he literally looks like he’s thinking “aight man calm down, we’re in public”

And here we are, my absolute favorite photo of them of all time. The umbrella and the rain are so romantic, yes, but THE EXPRESSION ON HIS FACE???????? SHOULD BE ILLEGAL

Bonus edition: Harold, there are people your GRANDMOTHER is watching

What was I supposed to do with this information?

WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO??????

And also just because now I’m thinking about the wedding:

You got my favorite photo of them of all time, now get ready for my favorite video of them of all time. The way she peaks at him, he jumps to meet her gaze but she looks away in shyness, so he looks away with a smirk, and then finally they turn to each other at the same time and BAM. MAGIC.

∞. And finally, just because I had nowhere else to put it

The absolute sweetest prince and princess there ever was. They really make me wanna cry.

WHEW. So there you have it. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I did making it! It took me FOREVER because I was SCOURING every corner of the internet to make sure I didn’t leave anything important out, and then I had to make all of the gifs myself (because of Tumblr’s stupid fucking Inbox editor) which I have never done before 🥵 But it was entirely a labor of love (and a trip down memory lane)! I had butterflies in my stomach and was giggling with giddiness the entire time. Thank you again for this wonderful question and giving me an excuse to just bask in the breathtaking glory that is Harry and Meghan for a few hours.

💕

#meghan markle #prince harry #british royal family #royal fandom #harry and meghan #sussex sweethearts #heart eyes motherfucker #me: I'm not gonna think too hard about this #also me: FOUR AND A HALF HOURS LATER #panting #I HAVE I GOT IT ALL??#OH GOD WHAT IF I'M MISSING SOMETHING #l had to restrain myself from going further'#my poor anon lmao #and I may or may not have been ignoring my EXTREMELY PRESSING school work to make this post #100% worth it though #this was SO fun #finals schminals am I right??#h & m

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stayevildarling · 4 years ago

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Audrey Tindall x Reader - Chasing you

word count: 6k

warnings: drinking, cursing, mostly sad , fluff, and a little bit of angst

A/N: Reader is Audrey's best friend and watches her marry someone else. Happy ending :)

Taglist: @lunaticwhittaker, @rainbow-hedgehog, @mrsdeanhoward, @alexajbitar, @in-cordelias-coven, @kenzbro, @loverofallthingssarah, @twistedpoeticjustice, @minaslittleone, @lilypadscoven

gif credit: @billiebeanhoward

You jolt in your seat as you hear the sound of someone knocking on your door, somewhat impatiently and you roll your eyes and sigh because you aren't in the mood to see anyone right now.

Walking towards the door, you realize that you are in no state to open the door to anyone, as your hair is in a messy bun and you are wearing nothing but an oversized T-shirt and some underwear.

As you reach the door you hope it's maybe just a delivery as you are not in the mood to see anyone after spending this week mostly on your sofa, the only things keeping you company, your TV, cat, and wine.

Slowly you open the door and hide behind it a little in case it's someone that you really don't want to see like your landlord. To your surprise, it's not the usual grumpy fellow, bothering you about the heating again, it's the woman you have been actively trying to avoid for this past week.

''Au- Audrey?'' you stutter slightly, not expecting her to just drop by announced and also thinking she wouldn't want to see you again after the last conversation you had with her.

It's impossible not to take in the blonde's features and you notice the little bags under her eyes and how tired the usual ray of sunshine looks. There is something else in her features that stands out to you however and it's desperation maybe? You haven't seen her this fidgety before and you can tell without her saying anything yet, that there is something on her mind that she is dying to share with you.

''Y/N I- can I come in please?'' the blonde asks and you nod your head and open the door a little further, letting her walk into your apartment as she knows it well already anyway at this point. As she walks into your living room and towards the sofa, you can't help but think back to the last conversation you had with her and the months leading up to it.

The last few months/years:

It seemed like everything that had happened within the months before Audrey showing up at your door, was leading up to that exact moment. Audrey Tindall has never been a stranger to you. The two of you had known each other since school and even though there were the occasional breaks in your friendship, where either one of you would move away or chase a job or dream that would cause you to pull apart a little, in the end, you would always find your way back together again.

After graduating together, you didn't see Audrey for almost three years. You kept in touch with her, occasionally texting her or commenting under her Instagram posts but it was more casual. She was like a distant stranger to your life and although she wasn't actively a part of it, she remained in the circle of people close to your heart.

It took a move from your hometown into the big city to see the blonde dork again and it happened at the most unexpected and random moment possible.

Some friends invited you to a bar and you actually really looked forward to going out again, after devoting the last few weeks including weekends to your new job and managing to get settled in your apartment a little better.

For the first time in weeks, you actually got dressed up in the nicest outfit you could find, doing your makeup and hair. You felt confident that night and also like your worries and troubles throughout the week, like upcoming deadlines at work, the lack of sleep mostly, and a few other things on your mind just simply didn't exist that night.

You danced your heart and soul out on the dancefloor, especially excited when one of your favorite songs would start playing, the alcohol and constant refilling of drinks, making the night a lot more fun but not helping with the hangover that was going to hit you in the morning.

After many hours of dancing and a lot of tequila shots and drinks, you went to the bathroom to freshen up a little, unaware that you would soon be running into the same little ray of sunshine, that you have missed ever since she left your old hometown to pursue her acting career.

As you entered the bathroom, you saw a little group of people by the mirrors, taking selfies and giggling while almost spilling drinks all over each other. You walked past them, in an effort to get into one of the stalls when one of them suddenly bumped into you.

You heard giggling and just as you turned to look at the person you heard the same voice, that you had missed and not heard in a long time. ''Oh my god love I am so sorry'' she said slightly slurring her words and in her usual adorable accent.

''Y/N?! holy shit'' she almost shouts as she finally turned to actually look at you. She held out her hand to help you up and just after taking it, you felt her lifting you off the floor and pulling you into a tight hug.

''Audrey Tindall'' you say and smile, hugging her back as tight as possible because you missed being in the blonde's embrace. After pulling away, her friends looked at you two a bit dumbfounded and she wrapped her arm around your shoulder, pulling you even closer and she started explaining.

''This my friends, is my great friend Y/N and I haven't seen her in forever'' she said, pointing her finger up, as she was trying to lecture people and you couldn't help yourself and chuckle at the adorable sight and drunk Audrey.

Vaguely you remember the many times that you and Audrey got drunk together, at school parties and you also remembered the many times you got so shit faced drunk together that you had no knowledge of how you actually got back to your dorm rooms, the only things you remembered the number of drinks, by how bad the hangover would be and the random memories coming back of kissing Audrey in a bathroom stall, completely drunk.

For the remainder of that night, Audrey invited you to spend the rest of the night with her and her friends and you got to know her best friends and also her boyfriend Rory. The clubs closed soon and you got even drunker, which you definitely regretted the next morning when you woke up in an unfamiliar apartment.

You woke up to the sound of snoring and you found Audrey asleep next to you on the sofa and a few other people you remember vaguely from the party last night, all sleeping on the floor. You smiled as you saw the blonde, sleeping so peacefully and your heart fluttered a little for the first time again since not seeing her for a long time, that morning.

You knew that if you wanted to get over this hangover and go back to work the next day, you would have to get into the comfort of your own bed, so you sent Audrey a text, her phone number still the same as before and you left, taking a taxi through the city and to your apartment, hoping this wouldn't be another one of those occasions where Audrey would disappear out of your life.

Much to your surprise, Audrey called you that same day, her voice sounding sleepy and slightly raspy from the hangover and she caught up with you over the phone. It was a five-hour face time call, of you and her simply chatting and catching up on what had happened in the past few years. She told you about her career and that she finished acting school a while back and that she had a few roles coming up. She also told you about her dating life and her and Rory meeting and she couldn't stop gushing over him on the phone.

You told her about moving to this city, your new job, and also the things she had missed in your life and despite not speaking for years it felt like your friendship never stopped and it was only a little pause, life putting you both on different paths.

Meeting Audrey at the party again and you both now living in the same city, seemed to only bring your friendship closer together. It didn't take long for you and Audrey to hang out again and properly catch up. You still remember going to lunch with her that next day during your lunch break and you realized that not a lot of things had changed. She still has the same adorable smile that would light up your entire world and her jokes, sense of humor, and accent managed to make you smile every single time and cause these little tingles in your heart and your cheeks.

As life carried on, seasons changing, you and Audrey stayed part of each other's lives. You would often have girls' nights together, going to the movies, lunch or you would take her to sets and auditions, supporting her on every single important step and being there through every success or little setback.

The blonde British woman became a permanent part of your life again, even though she never lost the place in your heart in the first place. Things went great until there was an event that seemed to change everything and you still remember the day as if it was yesterday, despite it being nearly one year ago now.

It was a Sunday afternoon and you looked forward to the lunch date you had with some of Audrey's and your friends and as you walked into the restaurant, she stood there looking gorgeous just like she usually would, wearing a beautiful dress and even though you tried to hide the way she makes you feel for so long, at that moment you couldn't hide anymore, at least not to yourself.

''Audrey what is this?'' one of her friends asked and pulled her hand closer and Audrey blushed, retrieving her hand back and blushing even more in the process.

''Rory.. he um proposed'' she said, blushing and averting your gaze and you stood there, the words repeating in your head over and over again. Quickly you composed yourself, forced a smile, and hugged her, congratulating her like a good friend would, even though deep inside it killed you to watch the girl of your dreams marry someone else.

Of course, you stayed a good best friend to Audrey, helping her with the wedding planning, picking dresses, and being a bridesmaid. You supported her every single step of the way, always pushing back your own feelings, caring more about the blonde ray of sunshine, than your own feelings and the toll this situation has had on you and continues to do every single day.

You often thought whether you should have spoken up, especially on the day of their wedding, you watched her say Yes to the man she had fallen in love with and you regretted it for a second, before pushing the thought away and congratulating them as a good friend would.

There was the day after hen night when the walls that you had built up high over the past few years, seem to crumble, and even if it was just for a moment, one conversation with Audrey you often regretted not speaking your mind further.

''Audrey are you sure about this?'' you blurted out as she was getting ready for the rehearsal that day and you helping her.

She turned to look at you while putting on her dress to make sure it still fits, even though you had told her that of course it will still fit but the adorable blonde kept overthinking her wedding dress wouldn't fit just days before the wedding.

As the blonde looked at you, she realized you weren't joking at that moment and she realized that you were averting her gaze. ''Of course, I am sure silly, I am gonna get married'' she replied with the biggest grin and moments later cracking jokes about the wedding and her being the happiest bride.

But there was something in her features that you noticed, just as she turned around again to adjust the dress, but you saw her reflection in the mirror and there was something in her features. Hesitation and Doubt.

You were on the verge of speaking up, asking her again whether she was truly sure and that there was still a way to get out of this because deep down you never believed in Rory and that wasn't just due to your own feelings for Audrey. But you stayed quiet, not wanting to ruin their moment, not wanting to cause an argument.

So you stayed quiet, you tried to ignore the way you felt when seeing Audrey or ignore how her captivating smile kept you up at night, random moments like her drunk kissing you in a bathroom stall would keep you up at night and confuse you.

''It's just what friends do, she was drunk'' you kept trying to tell yourself, reminding yourself that Audrey could never feel the same way for you, that you aren't more than just any other friend to her but you couldn't possibly seem to forget the last time one of the drunk kisses had happened and especially considering the night it had happened.

It was hen night, you and Audrey's best friends had everything planned out. First walking through the city to a club that you had booked the lounge area for the night and even inviting a stripper as you knew Audrey would absolutely love that.

You watched her have the time of her life that night, dancing her heart out on that dance floor, ordering drinks at the bar or a good looking dude sitting on her lap in a police uniform, and even though she could hardly stay serious throughout it all and made the whole club laugh, she managed to make you smile and cause for your heart to melt.

''Y/N come to the bathroom with me, will you love?'' she slurred her words and you had to balance her so she wouldn't fall over or hurt herself in the process.

The two of you stumbled into the bathroom stall, she leaned against the wall, fiddling with her little purse until she found her phone. She almost couldn't unlock it but she did and she opened her front camera, smiling like a dork and pulling you closer. ''We need to save these memories, luv'' she told you.

You smiled into the camera and watched her take the selfie and even though you were almost just as drunk as she was, you seemed to be more aware of what was happening.

After she put her phone away, you suddenly found her charming face very close to your own. You felt her warm breath on your face and the next thing you felt were her plump lips on your own. You froze for a second as she actively leaned into the kiss first but you were madly in love and drunk so you didn't stop it and you let her consume you.

She swallowed your heart at that moment and even though it was all fun and games to her, she had no idea what she was doing to you at that moment and how that kiss would linger on your mind forever and cause this heartache within you.

You still remember after she pulled away, her face scrunching up a little and she had the same little grin on her face as she played with your hair softly and whispered ''You are so pretty Y/N'' before pulling you out of the bathroom stall and back into the crowd for more partying and drinks.

On the day of her wedding for some reason, the kiss never left your mind, not when they exchanged vows when they said ''Yes I do'' or when they kissed and sealed their marriage.

After their wedding, there was a time when you didn't engage with Audrey as much. It was due to many reasons, mostly Audrey being away on a honeymoon with Rory, a lot of acting and her being all over the globe to film afterwards.

For some reason, it gave you a little form of relief to be away from her for a while, not to see her adorable features almost every day and not hearing her voice, as it mostly only caused for your heart to ache.

You managed to somehow send the uncomfortable feelings away, carrying on with your life because in those months you realized that you did have a life away from Audrey and there are things that bring you joy, besides being near the blonde. Often you would go out with friends and start enjoying life again, working a lot and focussing on yourself and taking care of yourself.

However, there was always this hole in your heart, it was like a constant dull pain in your chest and whenever you would think of a certain someone, it would make itself noticeable, as you would feel a skip of your heart and sharp pain. Audrey was like the only thing that seemed to be able to fill the hole and empty feeling but you started realizing she will never be able to give you what you desire.

You saw her again about two months later after she returned from filming abroad. Throughout that time she would occasionally call or text you and you would check in but life was busy and you respected that.

She called you one night and told you about an award, one of the shows she had worked on had been nominated for and you were buzzing. Everyone was talking about it, people at your work, Audrey of course, and also your shared friend group.

You all planned to go to the award show together to support her but somehow everyone was busy that night, either work or their families keeping them from the awards but of course, you made it. Audrey sent invitations around but you didn't tell her you were coming yet because you wanted it to be a surprise.

The moment you both saw each other again after two months felt magical and it seems as if the picture is somehow burnt into your memory. She wore this gorgeous green dress and everything looked stunning about her that night.

As your eyes met hers from across the room, everything seemed to stop for a moment, the room going dead silent despite it being full of people. Her brown eyes locked with yours and instantly a smile spread across Audrey's face and you couldn't help but smile as you saw her run over to you mouthing the words ''Holy shit you came?!''

Her arms wrapped around yours and it seemed like the emotions hit you right in the face again, your stomach fluttering and your tongue getting tangled as you felt like you couldn't form any words. Finally, as you pulled away you managed to swallow the lump in your throat and smile while mumbling ''Of course I came''

Proudly you sat in one of the first rows after she insisted you sat with her and you cheered her on as the tv show she was nominated for, won the award. You watched proudly as she walked on the stage with her co-stars, giving her speech and holding up her award proudly while pulling faces at the camera and making the crowd chuckle many times and your heart flutter just as much.

That night, both of you danced your hearts and souls out on the dancefloor but you noticed there was something wrong with the blonde. Her smile wasn't as bright as it usually would be and her jokes seemed forced as if she was trying to cheer herself up.

''Audrey is there anything wrong?'' you asked as the two of you sat in a parking lot of a fast food place that night, slightly tipsy and Audrey's award still resting in her lap as if it was her most precious possession.

''He didn't show up'' she sighed and avoided your gaze. Only at that moment you actually realized that her husband Rory indeed wasn't there. For some reason, you didn't even notice until she mentioned it and you assumed he was filming somewhere.

''Where is he?'' you asked a bit dumbfounded, not knowing what was really going on in their marriage, after only a few months already.

''Well, I don't fucking know, apparently filming with Brad Pitt or some shit'' she snapped and this took you by surprise because she usually isn't like this, apart from if she is mad at someone messing up her coffee order or seeing her mortal enemies somewhere and ranting.

Unsure what to do, you do what you normally do which is cheer the blonde up and it wasn't that hard considering you sat in a McDonald's parking lot, so some ice cream and taking her home to watch movies and drink wine, did the trick pretty well.

That night she told you in tears that he had been absent lately, always filming, not reaching out a lot and for the first time in a while, you noticed how insecure Audrey really is under all the jokes, smiles, laughter, and dorkiness. ''What if he will find someone younger than me, prettier than me?'' she hiccuped and it broke your heart to see her this vulnerable and insecure.

At first, in the months following you thought that she was being slightly dramatic and reading everything wrong but something in your gut told you, she was right. You noticed the day Rory pulled away from her, hardly there for her, and how he would always seem so nervous whenever he was actually there.

It made you so angry and caused your blood to boil because if he was going to hurt Audrey in any way, there was no way he wouldn't get hurt in the process. Every time you looked at him, sitting across from you at the dinner table in some fancy restaurant the friend group picked, you watched him crack jokes and make Audrey smile in front of everyone but you were the one who had to pick up the pieces after their fights and dry Audrey's tears.

It took Audrey a while to understand and accept the ultimate truth, that his intentions got lost somewhere along the way and she only took the courage to actually leave him after she learned the painful truth of him cheating on her with some younger actress that he met while filming his most recent film.

The blonde lost a piece of her happiness that night when she found out and drowned her sorrows in drinks on your sofa. Her smile was completed vanished and his cheating seemed to confirm Audrey's insecurities even more to the usual ray of sunshine.

With all the strength you had left in you, you helped Audrey through those awful months of the divorce, trying to keep the media away from everything as much as possible, help her avoid paparazzi, questions, and help her rebuild her stability and get settled into the acting business again.

She managed to do it in the end, acting again, explaining in interviews what had gone wrong without throwing Rory under the bus and you admired her for that and how noble she was not doing that and exposing him for who he really is. You drove her to auditions, visited her on set, brought her flowers, and slowly rebuild her confidence again and you brought her smile back.

You did all of those things without any wrong intentions as you always knew and understood years ago that Audrey would never love you in return, the way you love her. The only reason you did and continue to do it every day is that you love Audrey more than yourself and you would happily give your life to prove that. Audrey's happiness became the priority of your life long ago, whether you two were still in school, after reuniting at the bar that one night or after her marriage crumbled.

However, you noticed that there was still something off with her. No one seemed to be able to look behind the facade but you had known her long enough to figure it out quite quickly. So one night you had to approach her about it and that seemed to be the conversation that caused a break and ultimately you believe you wouldn't see her again despite her showing up at your door ultimately.

''Audrey what is it?'' you asked her as you two ate dinner together like you usually would on Friday nights after a long working week.

''What do you mean?'' she asked dumbfounded with her usual precious smile.

You sighed heavily, knowing this wasn't going to be an easy conversation. She looked at you concerned as she could quickly tell something was on your mind and bothering you.

''Audrey I can tell you know, that something is going on'' you started and she instantly avoided your gaze, indicating that you were right all along and that you didn't read anything wrong at all.

''I don't know what you are talking about Y/N'' she mumbled before looking out the window and wanting this conversation to be over but you had different plans.

''Ever since Rory you have been different, you don't smile the way you usually do, and darling I don't blame you but at least be honest and don't pretend to be fine and like something isn't clearly causing you pain'' you pleaded with her

''For fucks sake, what do you want me to say hm? that I hate looking at myself, that I hate how he chose some other chick over me, someone younger?!'' she shouted, tears building up

''Audrey-'' you tried but you used the exact words that only managed to add salt into the wound and so the blonde can't control herself from letting the words just spill from her mouth

''I am not pretty enough, not young enough for anyone, god knows how I manage to get people to hire me for roles'' she shouted in frustration and started pacing back and forth the apartment

After a moment and letting her calm down, you approached her and you took some steps towards her ''Audrey you are none of those things, you are so beautiful and age doesn't matter I promise you''

She looked at you conflicted as a tear streamed down her cheek like a small part wanted to believe you but the wounds that Rory left were too deep to allow that.

''How would you know?'' she whispered and you locked eyes with her before whispering ''Trust me I do Audrey you are the most beautiful and precious person I know'' you confessed as your heart was beating out of your chest

''I don't mean that Y/N, besides you are only saying this because we are friends, no one could ever actually love me and look at me that way'' she sighed and avoided your gaze again

''But I do'' you whispered and instantly her head snapped in your direction, her lips parted as her breath got caught in her throat. ''I do know Audrey'' you added again and she looked at you with so much shock and conflicting that you worried she would even reply at all.

''We are friends Y/N'' she tried reminding you but mostly herself.

''Friends don't kiss each other in bathroom stalls for years Audrey'' you replied, feeling slight anger that she isn't even acknowledging you as someone who could see her for who she really is and her true beauty.

She turned to you in shock, her jaw-dropping and eyes searching yours as if she was trying to figure out whether you are being serious right now. With nothing left but embarrassment after your confession, you decided to flee and avoid the situation and the blonde altogether.

While you spend the last week mostly on your sofa, with some days off work and the only thing to do is cuddling with your cat, drinking wine and occasionally cry as your thoughts would spiral to the blonde and how you risked your friendship because of your stupid confession, Audrey was more conflicted than ever before.

Hearing you say those words hit her in the face like a wake-up call from reality and while she never questioned those bathroom kisses, your unconditional support for anything else but friendship, your words made her question everything.

She had always known about your affection towards the same gender and while she didn't give too much thought about her own sexuality, because she is more bothered about the person itself than genders. For the first time, she realized all the things you always did for her and how you were both such big parts of each other's lives but she never even questioned your own dating life.

Audrey would, of course, point out cute girls at parties or award shows but she missed you playing it down and always avoiding every question regarding your dating life and she realized that maybe all along it was because you had your eyes set on her. The more Audrey gave thought to your words and the last few years, the more specific things suddenly seemed to come to the surface and her subconsciousness reminding her of the little acts of love you had shown her through the years.

She suddenly realized that if what you implied was true and if you truly had feelings for her, that she wasn't just blind but that you always pushed those feelings away and you cared more about the blonde than yourself. As that realization hit her one night, it brought tears to her eyes how selfless and caring you are and she realized that maybe there was a reason Rory was never the person she ran to when she was upset or the person she shared her success with first, it was always you, your number saved as her favorites and she would always call or text you first.

Everything felt a little too much and overwhelming for Audrey in that past week, especially considering she couldn't talk to the person she would usually run to -you.

Her friends noticed the state she was in throughout that past week and of course, they noticed her whole facial expression changing when someone asked about you and why you aren't at their usual Wednesday dinners or joining them over the weekend. They asked if you had argued but the blonde pushed every single question away, needing some time to process things.

As she sat on her sofa tonight on this current day, she somehow couldn't sit still anymore and drown in thoughts and anger washed over the usual calm and dorky woman as she couldn't actually believe your words could be true in the slightest. ''She is messing with me, I am older and not that pretty'' her mind would tell her and as a result, she drove straight to your apartment, not just wanting to clarify things with you but also understand and fix whatever you two have.

Current evening:

You watch her walk into your living room and standing by your sofa nervously. ''Please sit down'' you mumble, feeling your heart, beat out of your chest by how unfamiliar you two suddenly seem around each other.

''Would you like a drink?'' you ask nervously, fiddling with the hem of your shirt as Audrey sits down on the sofa.

''No I am good'' she says and you smile as you see your cat snuggle onto Audrey's lap, her also having missed the blonde angel around in this past week.

''Hello Layla, did you miss me?'' the blonde asks and strokes her, and yet again you feel your heart flutter but quickly shake the thoughts away and you quickly walk into the kitchen, grabbing some sweatpants on the way and getting two glasses and some water anyway.

After you return there is silence for a while and you just scanning Audrey, the bags under her eyes now more visible as the light hits her but she still looks like the most beautiful person to you, regardless of those little flaws.

''Y/N I-'' she starts but in that same moment you speak ''Audrey I'm sorry'' you blurt out

''What for?'' she asks, scanning your eyes and features and her also noticing the little bags under your eyes and that you are slightly pale.

''I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable last week or -'' you start but she quickly interrupts you

''Was it true what you said?'' she asks unthinkingly

All you can do is nod, confirming your initial confession from the past week because nothing could have ever changed in that week. She is still the most beautiful person in the world, both inside and out and you would do anything to prove that to her.

''I'm sorry Y/N'' she suddenly apologizes which causes you to furrow your eyebrows in confusion.

Your eyes lock again and she walks over to the other end of the sofa and sits down next to you ''Y/N I never thought anyone could ever see me that way, think that I am not too old or ugly'' she whispers

As soon as that painful confession leaves her mouth, you feel the urge to cup her cheeks and reassure her it's not the truth. ''I promise you, you are so beautiful'' you whisper

''I would never do anything to make you uncomfortable and I am sorry if I did but I don't want to lose you or ruin our friendship'' you whisper and some tears build up as your throat goes dry.

''You could never ruin anything, luv'' she reassures you as she wipes a tear that streams down your cheek.

''The truth is Y/N in this past week I realized that there has only ever really been one person that has made me feel whole and complete, picked up all the pieces and cheered me up when I was a giant wreck or on the verge of making moronic decisions'' she jokes

You take a deep breath before replying ''I know and I am sorry that he hurt you in that way Audrey'' thinking she must clearly be talking about Rory.

Audrey chuckles a little and you lock eyes with her, confused about what could have possibly been funny in that statement.

''I wasn't talking about him silly'' she starts ''I was talking about you'' she whispers

Everything seems to pause at this moment, your heartbeat the only noise your ears can register and you find Audrey suddenly doing the same adorable smile, you often find her doing which makes you melt.

''Now I know we haven't drank but can I- can I kiss you?'' she whispers while biting her tongue in the process, causing her to lisp slightly and you blink a few times completely unable to comprehend her words at first.

''What now you don't wanna kiss me after all this?!'' she jokes and this causes you to snap out of your frozen state. ''I do'' you confess and lock eyes with her

And as both of your hearts beat in synch you finally feel her soft lips on yours again. It feels like a lifetime since the last time she had drunkenly kissed you at a party. Even though your head is racing with thoughts, unable to believe what is happening and what on earth you must have said for her to realize your feelings towards her, you simply feel in the moment and ignore those thoughts.

''Kissing you sober is even better than kissing you drunk'' Audrey confesses as her cheeks blush as you both pull apart, needing oxygen.

''It definitely is'' you whisper and you also find yourself blushing as you see a genuine smile on the blonde's features, sitting across from you.

''Only took you what 8 years to figure out?'' you joke and Audrey playfully punches your arms and rolls her eyes.

''But it was worth it wasn't it?'' she asks and you reply ''Chasing you? I would always do it again'' you confess as you stare into her brown eyes.

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kiss-inthekitchen · 4 years ago

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of the jealous kind

summary: you and Harry are out at the local farmer’s market when a girl starts flirting with you and Harry gets jealous. only thing is, you don’t exactly realize she’s flirting with you. classic wlw vibes, am i right ladies? (please say yes)

my submission for @bopbopstyles and @harrysclementines bi-ficathon!

a/n: fun times with Harry calling you “his girl” and being just a bit pathetically jealous (his words!) also i might continue this...in a smut type of fashion... if y’all are interested

word count: 2.2k

“Oh, let’s stop over there! I want to get one of those chocolate chip custard things,” you exclaimed, spotting your favorite bakery stand at the farmer’s market and dragging Harry along by your joined hands.

“A’right, love, m’comin,” he laughed, trying to keep in step with your suddenly quickened pace.

It was a Sunday morning, cloudy but not too cold, and you and Harry were visiting your favorite farmer’s market in town. You tried to come here at least twice a month if your schedules allowed it. Today, it just so happened, you both had the entire day free to spend with each other.

Harry knew you had to look at everything the bakery had to offer before you inevitably bought the same items as usual (a good, crusty country loaf and the same danish you never remembered the name of). There was a produce stand across the way that immediately caught Harry’s eye, a “buy 2 get 1 free” sign atop a display of various berries calling out to him. You noticed his distraction, the two of you speaking at the same time.

“M’gonna-”

“Go on, then.”

“Know me so well, don’t you?” He gave you a soft smile and pressed a kiss to your temple before heading off in pursuit of his beloved fruit.

You took the last few steps over to the booth’s main table, which held a majority of the baked goods as well as this week’s free sample: a garlic rosemary bread, cut into bite size pieces. You picked one up, on instinct taking a sidelong glance at the basket of your favorite pastries by the register, when the woman behind the counter finished ringing up a customer and turned to you.

“Can I help you with anything, hon?”

“Oh, um, I’m just looking,” you answered, looking up at her. She must’ve been new, you thought, not recognizing her from your previous visits. She had dark hair, twisted up into a bun at the back of her head, an oversized t-shirt with a phoenix decal on it. Her name tag informed you that her name was Allie.

“Alright, well, I will say that’s the best flavor we’ve got,” she gestures to the small wedge still held between your fingers.

“Really? That’s quite a bold statement,” you smile back at her, appreciating her friendliness.

“You’re gonna want to trust me on this one,” she said, nodding at you to go ahead.

You took a bite, blushing a bit at the knowledge you were being watched and that she was awaiting your response. “Mhm,” you agreed, around a mouthful of bread. “Okay, you’re right, that’s better.”

“Thought so. I have been told I’ve got very good taste.”

“Well, I’m not surprised.”

She made eye contact with you, the hint of a smile playing on her lips. “So, will you be taking a loaf of the garlic rosemary then?” she asked.

“Yes, please.” Why not try something new, you thought. And she was right, it was delicious. You’re sure Harry would like it too, and you could just imagine the playful ribbing he was going to give you when he noticed you’d deviated from your usual order. “Oh, could I also get that-”

“The chocolate chip danish? I saw you eyeing it earlier,” she said, picking one up with a gloved hand and placing it in a small paper bag. “That one’s on the house.”

“Oh, you’re so sweet! Thank you.” Allie was really on top of it with the customer service.

“Anytime,” she said, “Anything else I can get you?”

“No, that’s all for me! Thanks again.”

She rang up your order, handing you the bag before speaking. “You know, we also come out to the beachside farmer’s market on Wednesday’s, if you’re ever in the area. I’ll write it down for you,” she said, picking up a business card from a stack on the table and turning it over to write on the back.

“Sounds great,” you replied, mostly to be polite. You probably wouldn’t make it out, Wednesdays being a busy day for you with classes.

Just as she was handing it back to you, Harry appeared behind you, fruit in tow.

“Thank you so much, have a good one!” you said cheerily, dropping the card into the bag with your goods. You’d look at it when you got home.

She waved back. “See you soon, hopefully.”

You smiled as you turned around to see Harry already standing there, startling a bit at his unexpected presence. He raised his eyebrows a bit, but didn’t say anything as he put his free arm around your shoulders. The two of you headed back to the main walkway, and he waited until your new friend was out of earshot before he spoke.

“So, yeh just gonna let someone flirt with my girl like that?”

“What?” That was not what you were expecting. “She wasn’t flirting with me, Harry.”

“Oh, please, love. Saw the way she was lookin’ at you. Poor girl. I’m sure you led her on.”

“Excuse me, I did no such thing,” you scoffed. “And she wasn’t even flirting with me, so I couldn’t have.”

He breezed right past your denial, having already made up his mind. You weren’t going to be able to convince him otherwise, you knew that by now. “Told ya before love, you come off very flirtatious. Almost feel bad for her.” He was smirking down at you, the bastard. “Almost.”

“Being a pest,” you grumbled, shoving against his shoulder with yours to throw him off balance.

He stumbled a bit, but recovered quickly. “Oi! ‘S not very nice, is it?”

You giggled in response, loving when he used that playful tone. He tried to keep a serious face on while looking back at you but failed almost immediately, looking at you with such adoration in his eyes that you forgot what you’d both been talking about.

“Anyway,” you sang, reaching out for his free hand and threading your fingers through his. “What did you buy?”

His face lights up at the memory of his purchase. “Got strawberries, raspberries, and blackberries, plus some local clover honey.”

“Such a sweet tooth, hm?”

“S’pose I do,” he said with a slight smirk. “Ready to go home and eat, then?”

“We’ve barely been here half an hour, H. Trying to get me home already?”

“Look too good today, love. Worried if we stick around I’ll have to beat the other vendors off with a stick.”

“I thought we were done with this conversation,” you rolled your eyes at him playfully, but allowed him to steer you back toward the car park. You were getting kind of hungry anyway.

You’re sat on your kitchen island at home, Harry placing the bags on the counter next to you.

“Have a nice time, love?” He asks, moving over to you and situating his body between your knees at the edge of the counter.

You drape your arms around his neck, thumb coming up to his cheek to rub back and forth as he leans into your touch. “Always have a good time when I’m with you,” you breathe.

“That’s m’girl,” he speaks in a husky tone, before leaning in to press his lips to yours, slow and lazy at first. That is, until he lifts his hands to your thighs, sliding them around to your back and suddenly tugging you closer to the edge of the island, body flush with his. You gasp into his mouth at the action, and you can feel rather than see his resounding smirk.

“Harry,” you pull back, attempting to admonish him but no one would know from the way your voice shakes.

“Sorry, love. Know what they say, kitchen’s the most romantic room in the house.”

“I don’t know anyone who says that.”

“Y’do now,” he grins lopsidedly at you, and it’s all you can do to remember that the two of you still need to eat.

You grin back at him. “You’re a dork, you know that?”

“But you love me,” he responds, and you can’t argue with that. “A’right, I’ll take everything out and we can have a picnic in the backyard, how’s that sound?”

Your smile nearly knocks him off his feet. “I’ll go get the picnic blanket!”

He removes himself from between your legs and you slide off the counter and head towards the linen closet in the hallway. When you return, Harry’s taken out the loaf of bread and the danish, and is holding the business card in between two fingers.

“What’s this, then?” He asks, holding up the bakery’s business card, logo facing you.

“It’s just their card, the cashier told me they come out to another farmer’s market during the week and she was gonna write it down for me.”

“Oh, she wrote it down, love.” In a second, he elegantly flips the card over in his fingers to show you the back. “But that’s not all she wrote.” Underneath the name of the other market is her name and, unmistakably, a phone number.

“No!” you gasp, not believing he was right and you’d fucking missed it.

“And you bought a new flavor bread?”

“Well, I- Allie said it was the best one…” you trail off, trying to remember the details of your earlier interaction. Maybe Harry was right, you guess you did seem a bit flirtatious.

“Oh, Allie said, did she? That’s all it takes?” He’s kind of joking, kind of not, when it finally sinks in for you that you’ve, yet again, completely failed to notice when another woman was trying to flirt with you.

“Oh, god damn it!” you exclaim, completely in your own head and you didn’t even hear what Harry had said to you. “I do this every time!”

What’s left of Harry’s joking demeanor drops. “Every time? How often does this happen?!”

“I can’t believe I didn’t notice again.”

Your friends were gonna have a field day with this one. Three out of the four of you identified as bi or pan, though when you’d all become friends back in high school only one of you had actually been out. Now, you all joked that you had one “token straight” in the friend group.

“Y/N?!”

“I know, H, can you give me just a moment, I’m trying to come to terms with the fact that I’m apparently a raging stereotype,” you reply, laughing at yourself a bit for being so predictable.

“Oh, of course, don't mind me. I’ll just be here. Waiting. Very patiently.” It’s a wonder he doesn’t start tapping his foot, clearly the farthest thing from patient right now.

You snap back to attention, realizing that if you don’t stop Harry he’s just going to keep spiraling. “You do know I’m dating you, right?”

“Do I?”

“Oh, come on. You’re being such a baby about this!”

“Oi! I am not!” He huffs, and you can just picture him as an indignant toddler, standing with his arms folded and a deep frown set on his face.

You hold back a laugh at the image you’ve conjured, closing the distance between the two of you. “Baby, I love you,” you say, pressing a kiss to his cheek.“You know I do.” His jaw. “Why don’t we just throw that out, hm?” You kiss his lips this time, reaching for the card and plucking it from his fingers before tossing it away from you.

“I guess,” he grumbles as you pull away, but you can tell he’s not quite over it.

You rest your chin against his chest, looking up at him with your best puppy dog eyes. “You don’t believe me, gorgeous? Need me to prove it to you?”

“Maybe,” he mumbles, and you know that you’ve brought him back from his little jealousy spiral at the mere suggestion, so you decide to make him wait for it. Just a little while.

“More than happy to,” you murmur, tracing your fingertips over the back of his hand. “Only thing is, you’re gonna have to have this picnic with me first,” you reach behind him for the blanket, “and you have to stop pouting.” You step around him, laughing as you run toward the glass door that leads to the yard.

“M’not pouting,” he lies to the empty kitchen as he grabs the rest of the food and some utensils before following you outside.

His mood is definitely lifted, though, when he comes outside to find you seated on the blanket already, grinning widely at him and holding your arms out for him to crawl into.

Maybe he had been just a tad bit dramatic.

About half the bread is gone now, a bowl of honeyed berries and a plate full of crumbs resting on the cloth-covered grass next to you. Harry’s shifted so he’s laying down with his head resting on your soft thighs, with you carding your fingers through his short curls, just enjoying each other’s company.

“Wait a minute,” you break the comfortable silence, a thought suddenly popping into your mind. “Other people flirt with you all the time! Sometimes right in front of me!”

“And?” he muses, reluctantly sitting up in order to face you.

“And! I never get jealous like that!”

“I know. Rather insulting, if you ask me. You can get possessive, love. I certainly won’t mind it.”

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anxious2dsimp · 4 years ago

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oooooh heLLO i really enjoyed your denki fic, very cute, 10000/10. since requests are open, could i get kirishima and kaminari with an s/o that Really Likes anime? headcanons or a drabbe, or whatever else you feel comfortable with :DDD

😭 Omg hi! Thank you so much, I appreciate it a ton :) You’re my first ever request & I go really excited about the idea, hope you like it! I decided to do it in Headcanon format bc there’s so much I wanna add omg I hope it isn’t too long...

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Kirishima and Kaminari with an S/O that loves anime

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Pairings: Kirishima x Reader, Kaminari x Reader

Reader: Gender Neutral!

Format: Headcanons

Warnings: None! Some light cursing courtesy of Bakugou :)

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Kirishima Eijirou:

I don’t think Kirishima watches anime regularly, or if he would even know any shows at all.

Let’s face it, he probably just watches workout YouTubers and regular action-packed movies.

HOWEVER, he loves knowing more about you, so he’ll be interested when you bring it up to him!

You probably first talked about it during a random conversation where he asked what you were currently watching.

So you just told him the plot of whichever anime you were watching atm, and he liked it so he asked for the name.

You told him it was an anime, and he was like: “so a cartoon?” sigh

*cut to you explaining how anime is more than just cartoons & how it’s a whole thing with genres and everything*

Tbh, Kiri probably wasn’t that sold on the idea...

but seeing how you lit up talking about it he wants to know more just to see you all excited and hyped

I love him sm😭

He’d probably not watch any shows by himself but watch whichever you decide to watch together to spend time with you and see your reactions <3

He’s probably paying more attention to you than the show, but he does get invested in the story since all the characters are so “manly”

Sometimes you’ll just be cuddling and you’ll rant to him about what happened in the latest episode of whatever show you’re watching on your own since he knows he won’t watch it.

And so you’ll just tell him all about the plot and the characters, and the unexpected twist and your theories...

He’ll just be attentively listening to your shenanigans thinking; “god I love them so much”

If he ever sees you crying over a show, you best believe he’ll bring you tissues and a snack, he doesn’t judge!

One time you were just sobbing on the dorm’s common room couch, still getting over your favorite character’s death in the episode you had watched the night before.

Bakugou was just like ?? and since Kirishima was getting a drink from the fridge apparently not even remotely concerned he asked:

“Shitty hair, shouldn’t you like check on your s/o or something so they shut up?”

“They’re fine, just getting over a character dying in their show. I snuggled them up in the blanket, so I’m getting them something to drink & they’ll be fine in a few hours.”

Bakugou rolls his eyes SO HARD, but Kirishima doesn’t even notice bc he’s on his way to cuddle you.

If you ever want to do something anime-related like go to a convention or go buy manga or merch he’d gladly come along.

Expect him to get you the coolest little anime-related gifts for your birthday or Christmas (along with whatever he had already planned to get you) since he knows how obsessed you are.

Overall, just a really supportive bf <3

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Kaminari Denki:

Unlike Kiri, Kaminari LOVES anime! Idk why, but he gives off massive weeb vibes to me (in the best sense)

The thing is, you had NO IDEA of this because at first he hid it from everyone.

He initially had merch in his room but Bakugou & Mina teased him about it so he hid it whenever the bakusquad would hang in his dorm :’(

He did it too when you two started dating, bc he wanted to seem cool in your eyes & not like a dork...

Oh boy how wrong he was

You didn’t hide your anime obsession but never brought the topic up bc you didn’t think anyone else in the class liked it

So you can imagine your surprise when you found out

You two were hanging out in his room, and while he was setting up a movie on his laptop you got up to grab snacks where you saw him usually take food out of.

The second you open the drawer and Denki’s brain registers it he just screams “NOOO!” at the top of his lungs.

You literally jumped so high, it really caught you off-guard lmao

So now you’re just standing there, confused asf, because all there was in there was a figurine from one of your favorite animes and snacks.

As you take it out and examine it, turning around to face your bf he’s just panicking

He’s just staring at you like a deer caught in headlights and thinking:

Omg they’re onto me, will they even know what that is? what do I say when they ask? Will they believe me if I say it's someone else’s? They’ll think I play with toys or something please let the earth swallow me, someone help!

“This figurine is sick, where’d you get it? I’ve wanted one from that show for so long!”

Kaminari just blinks at you.

Did he hear that correctly? By the look on your face, it looked that way. He thought there was no way you could possibly become even more perfect in his eyes, but you just did.

Needless to say, you two ditched the movie and spent the afternoon talking about anime.

Since then you started going to conventions together, even cosplaying for fun a couple of times (just imagine him cosplaying Zenitsu from Demon slayer & you Nezuko or Tanjiro 🥺)

You’d watch SO MANY SHOWS TOGETHER OMG, and once anime season starts you’d get together once a week to binge all the new episodes.

Also gets you cute gifts and you do the same for him (considering he doesn’t hide his anime stuff anymore).

Honestly, he doesn’t even care who teases him bc you think it’s cool and that’s all he needs to know :’)

Loves making anime references or jokes just to get you to laugh while everyone else just looks at you two like tf???

Speaking of, brace yourself because he will absolutely use anime-related pickup lines on you lol

You get to exchange mangas and wear his merch hoodies from shows you also love.

Overall just couple goals, I ship it so much

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berena-cpr · 3 years ago

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Unfinished Masterpieces - Fic Rec List

Remember the WIP on ao3 you can’t let go? The one that resonated with you? The one that you’d give anything to know how it ends?

While the Berena Creative Project Resuscitation event is all about starting to work again on projects sitting in our draft folders, life can get in the way of finishing a project for a hundred reasons.

These works, posted, but still a few chapters short of ending, are loved though and with this list we’d like to share the love for the unfinished masterpieces one can find in the Berena tag on ao3.

Given the high response we had when we asked to tell us about your favourite WIPs, you’ll find the list under the cut:

Anything Else to Declare? - LittleMissO

“I've personally had sleeping issues since I read LittleMissO's Anything Else to Declare because yeah, I'm still there, breath held and heart pounding like crazy after the most delicious slow burn, and pining, and that outrageously flirtatious conversation over a whiskey.”

that line between your heart and mine - ktlsyrtis

“it is just plain hot but also I love the idea of them writing letters to each other and I also love the exploration of what their relationship might be like with Bernie still being in the RAMC.”

you disappear like your cigarette smoke (now the taste of your kiss is all that remains) - bonnissance

“A wonderful, emotional angst filled fic, looking at how Bernie’s life might still have progressed after Serena left. I loved how it showed her testing her own boundaries to see if it was possible to find another relationship with someone else and when she found that wasn’t something she could do, she accepted it and found other ways to be happy without Serena. I reread it fairly often because although unfinished it doesn’t ever seem incomplete. But the last word “Serena” always leaves me full of a hope that I would dearly love to have fulfilled.”

Secrets in the Dark - Wonko

“I’d love to see this continued!”

For a Good Time Call - Regency

“Young Serena using that pure sex voice of hers to make a little extra as a phone sex operative, and young nervous Bernie taking the first tentative steps in exploring her sexuality. Who better than Serena to help her figure things out? The premise of the fic is ingenious, the writing amazing, the dialogue just outstanding. Hot, sexy, soft and full of compassion and feels. I would sell a kidney to read the next chapter to this – Bernie and Serena meeting years later and recognising each other’s voices.”

you're the only one I never looked for - gutsandglitter

“Never expected I'd enjoy a Baby Boom AU, but I love this fic. Serena hanging out in the country feeling extremely overwhelmed and constantly running into this weird tall, awkward woman named Bernie is a mood. I will forever hold out hope for an update so that I can someday read about them having lots of sex (after an appropriate amount of angst, miscommunication, and unexpected grocery store encounters, of course).”

Things Kayryn doesn't write - Kayryn

“So they’re not exactly unfinished, because they are complete, beautifully crafted, amazingly inventive, head canons, but they’re not completed fic’s so I’m counting them. I actually think that’s one of the lovely things about them, there’s a full story in there but enough space in them to bring your own imagination to the details. The fact that every head canon is spot on and you can completely image it happening is the icing on the cake, and the perfect characterisation is the cherry on top. Canon could have taken lessons from from Kayryn”

I Want to be Your Fantasy (Maybe You Could Be Mine) - Regency

“I just love the concept and the first chapter just pulled me in and I so very much want to know what happens next.”

Notting Hill - Bat_and_Breakfast

“All the “Rom Com idiots in love but they don’t know it miscommunication capers” re-envisaged for Berena you say? Sign me up! I love the way the plot of Notting Hill is absolutely recognisable, but never at the expense of Bernie and Serena’s characters. Everything they do, their responses, the dialogue, is so them. And the cleverly cast Holby regulars as supporting stars - genius. It’s an absolute triumph of transformative work. It’s wonderfully and engagingly written. If you’ve ever got sucked into watching “just a bit” of rom com and found you’ve just lost a couple of hours of your life - this fic does the same thing.”

Follow Me There - troiing

“Full disclosure: I’ve never watched Sanctuary and I know nothing about the characters. But this crossover fic is so good, that it doesn’t even matter.”

hold me closer (tiny dancer) - serenacampbell

“I don’t know why I’m so attached to that fic, but I am. I love the premise of a slow burn fic where the characters still get to do sexy things during the awkward slow burn oblivious period. It’s like the best of both worlds.”

Machu Pechinku - Jrnsaxa

“Forget France and Nepal, what if Serena spent her sabbatical in Peru? The setting in this is beautifully vivid, as is the the delicate ways in which Serena and Bernie start to reconnect after Elinor.”

Hello, Major - lesbianquill

“This is a near perfect Serena being fixated on Bernie in fatigues fic. The first chapter is very insightful, helping us to understand why Bernie might not be happy to accede to Serena’s small kink/obsession. That of course doesn’t last for too long because Bernie loves Serena and she loves having sex with Serena. It was offered as a smutty one shot, but then they rewarded us with an even smuttier second chapter and teased us with the news that a third chapter would be forthcoming. It never happened. Main reason for wishing it could be continued? I enjoy well-written smut.”

In the Spirit of Three Stars - alwayssomethingelse

“Bernie and Serena as Federation officers on Deep Space Nine. Oh, the potential!”

Anatomically Correct - phantomunmasked

“Bernie severely overcompensating for any possible awkwardness in their first time by ordering a mountain of sex toys is a premise that will always delight me. Every time I go back to this one, I ponder what their weekend away would bring with a big grin.”

The Clinic - RexWolfe

“Maybe it’s all the Bramwell we’ve been watching, but this one’s been on my mind lately. Can’t go wrong with a Victorian AU.”

a life in pictures - Regency

"I soooo want to see Serena maybe modelling for Bernie (or at least just how the date goes)”

working up a storm inside my head - sevtacular

“While this isn’t actually an unfinished fic in the sense of chapters missing, the prompt fic collection of Sev can always be added to as far as I’m concerned. Love what has been written so far, hope there will be new chapters with time.”

Body and Soul - ChalkHillBlue

“Possibly the weirdest AU idea ever, this body swap AU makes my brain go crazy with the possibilities every time I read it.”

When We Need One Another The Most - Whispersmummy

“I know this isn’t strictly Berena but it wouldn’t have been written if not for the Berena fandom who love most every conceivable way these two dorks might get together. Very well written (imo) and cleverly constructed fic. Lots and lots of angst and who doesn’t love angst? Only thing missing is a small amount of smut. (Yes I’m back there).”

Ring In The New - fiveroundsrapid

“Fics where Bernie comes to Holby before/during Adrienne’s illness are my kryptonite, and this one is so good!”

Holby One: A Star Wars AAU Story - elitryalittle

“Holby One is my favorite unfinished fic. It’s not just because I came to Berena via Star Wars (a bit of an unusual way, but here I am), but also because I can totally see Serena as a healer and Bernie as a Jedi knight. Kudos for their excellent knowledge of the SWU and this great idea of a crossover fic. I’d give them a limited edition “Looking for Leia” patch and a sticker if they’d finish it.”

to gaze at you, from afar (I sigh, I sigh, I sigh) - bonnissance

“The photographer/model AU you never knew you needed in your life, but you really, really do.”

Heroic Endeavor - Nicolaruth27

“I never would’ve thought I’d be down for a Greek god AU, but this fic has permanent residence in a corner of my brain. Bernie as Athena in mortal form is inspired, and the way the fic is interwoven with canon is a delight.”

what a lovely way to burn - ktlsyrtis

“I just love anything that's weaved into canon but with them being happy and dating and communicating."

Love, Unexpected - Igerna

“Bernie is still married to Marcus when she meets Serena during a conference. They immediately bond and keep in contact, sharing both professional advice and thoughts on their private lives. Love, for them, happens rather unexpectedly. I do love conference fics and slow burns - and this is a good one.”

a little less war torn - kitnkabootle

“The setup for this - in which Serena is the one who goes to help when Bernie is brought to Holby, instead of Raf - is one of my favorite ‘what ifs’ to ponder, and the writing is outstanding.”

#berena #bernie wolfe #serena campbell #holby city #berena cpr #fic rec

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darthbabie · 4 years ago

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Online Food Fight

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Summary: You are in your online classes while Bucky and Sam are having a food fight, but the food fight carries on into your room and causes an unexpected interruption to your class. But Bucky feels bad and wants to make it up to you.

Warnings: FLUFF, some swear words, and Sam and Bucky bickering and fighting lol

Word Count:2023

Mainly Bucky Barnes x Reader

You were sitting on your couch scrolling through TikTok before class, you were just trying to ignore the world right outside your window. You were a student in school and unfortunately due to the virus you were quarantined. You at first thought that it was gonna be great to be quarantined at the Avengers Tower with all your friends. But having virtual classes online was sometimes a struggle… especially with the Avengers always messing around or bickering about something. To say the least it was always a struggle for you and Peter.

Your alarm went off on your phone telling you that it was time for you to stop scrolling through TikTok and join your class online. You groaned as you put your phone down on the desk you had your school work and computer set up on. “I wonder what they are gonna do to embarrass Peter and I this time” you thought to yourself. Before you start to turn your computer on you take a deep breath in and just allow yourself a moment as you look outside to see all the cars driving by on the wet asphalt. The window beside you slightly cracked so you can hear the patter of the rain and you can smell the earthy smell of the rain outside.

You pushed the power button on your laptop waiting for it to turn on. Once it finally did you typed your password in and signed into your class meeting. You sighed as you started to hear Sam and Bucky bickering about if pineapple belongs on pizza. Hoping that when you say “here” for attendance that their bickering doesn’t come through the mic, as they were only down the hall in the kitchen.

“Pineapple doesn’t belong on pizza, Bucky! It’s a disgrace to the pizza kind!!”

“Yes it freaking does, it is the greatest thing that I have tried since I got out of Hydra!”

“Whoever introduced you to pineapple on pizza was an idiot and has no taste in food and neither of you has the right to say what goes on pizza”.

“To let you know I think PETER and I have exquisite taste in food”

The second you hear Peter’s name being said in this argument you see Peter turn his camera off and you hear him start to walk towards the two grown men fighting over if pineapple belongs on pizza.

“Mr. Barnes and Mr. Falcon, did you guys call my name”?

“Yes Peter, tell Sam that he is an imbecile because he says that pineapple doesn’t belong on pizza”

“Oh I’m the imbecile at least I can think for myself and haven’t had my brains put in a blender and became a cyborg”.

“At least I don’t need a whole bunch of technical gear to be useful to the team!”

“Mr. Barnes, Mr. Falcon calm down it's just pizza, let’s…”

“Just PIZZA?” Bucky and Sam interrupt in unison looking at Peter with disbelief.

Sam then picks up a slice of cheese that was on the counter that he was gonna put on his sandwich, and throws it at Bucky’s face”

SLAP

“Uhh I’m just gonna go…” says Peter to the Falcon and Winter Soldier, as Peter becomes scared for his life based on the look on Bucky’s face.

Bucky then walks over to the fruit basket that is setting on the counter and starts throwing fruits at Sam. His metal arm whirring everytime he blocks a random piece of food being thrown at him by Sam. They start to bicker back and forth with each other trying to yell louder than the other. Sam then starts to run down the hall towards where you are sitting at your desk taking class.

“Ms. Y/N can you tell me the answer to question three?” your teacher says to you as you see Peter start to laugh in his camera and you think to yourself oh no what's about to happen?

“I believe that the reason why Bilbo decided to go on an adventure in the…” as you say this Sam barges in and runs up in front of you to hide from the Winter Soldier that is after him and what Sam believes that he is after his life and is out for blood… with food. You start to turn your head around and SMACK you become face to face with a pancake to your face.

“Your cyborg brain malfunctioned and now you're in some deep shit” Sam says to Bucky while laughing his ass off.

“Oh my gosh doll I am so sorry” Bucky says to you running over to you. But before he can even get to you, you use your powers to remove the pancake from your face and throw it at Bucky's face. Causing even more laughter to erupt from Sam. You then realized your camera and mic were still on for your class. Your teacher and class besides Peter just sit there stunned while Peter is just laughing his butt off, as he is used to these types of things happening all the time around the tower.

“Uhh, I am so sorry that you had to see that” you say to your teacher who still sits stunned. Bucky then walks up behind you and wraps his arms around your waist. “Why are you talking to your computer, doll?” Sam starts erupting into even more laughter. “ You…” more laughing “didn’t know” even more laughing” that they take” starts pointing at Bucky and falls to his knees in laughter “there classes online on their computers and can talk to people” now Sam has tears in his eyes” You know for part of you being made of Vibranium and having a cyborg brain you really know nothing of technology” Sam continues dying of laughter.

You try not to snicker at Sam’s comments, as you mute yourself and turn your camera off. You hear your teacher say to the class “well umm I suppose that is enough class today. I will see you guys uhh tomorrow, have a nice day.” And with that you gladly hang up your 3rd block class early, looking at the clock and noting you have 30 minutes till your next class. “Care to explain to me why I was greeted with a pancake to my FACE?” You say to Bucky frustrated as you pull his hands that were around your waist off of you and turn around to face him. “Y/N I am so sorry, Sam and I just got into an argument and…”

“Yes I know I could hear you morons yelling about if pineapple belongs on pizza from here” You say to Bucky and Sam as you cross your arms. “In my defence Sam started…” Bucky says but then gets interrupted by Sam. “Oh hell no I didn’t start shit” Sam says, starting them to bicker with one another again. “I DON'T CARE WHO STARTED IT, just STOP bickering and arguing for once in your lives.”

“Doll I’m sorry let me make it up to you, meet me on the roof at 8 tonight after you are done with school and training” Bucky says as he puts his flesh hand to your check and rubs circles with his thumb on your cheek bone. “Fine, but Sam because you were a part of this go make me some chicken nuggets.” You say looking over to Sam. “Yes Ma’am”. He replies rushing out towards the kitchen. “I love you Doll, I’ll see you at eight” Bucky says to you leaning down and pressing his lips against yours passionately. Causing you to move closer to him and wrap your arms around his neck making him smile into the kiss and eventually slowly pulling away. “I love you too dork”. You say to Bucky as you boop his nose with your finger. He then smiles down at you and gives you a quick peck on your forehead and rushes to go do whatever he has in mind.

Surprisingly eight comes pretty fast, you finished your last block without any interruptions then had lunch and trained with Nat for the rest of the day til around seven and went to your room and took a shower. The shower feels amazing as the water droplets race down your skin to the drain of your tub. Once you are done with your shower you put on some silk pajamas that hug your curves in all the right ways, but yet are super comfortable. Bucky didn’t say you needed to do anything special to yourself so you just decided to blow dry your hair and then it was pretty much time to meet Bucky on the roof.

As you are walking up the stairs to the roof of the tower Bucky stops you and hands you a blindfold. So you put it on for him without saying anything, you trusted Bucky with your life so you weren’t worried. He guided you outside on the roof and then slowly took your blindfold off. Your jaw dropped to the floor at the sight that was before your eyes. Bucky had taken some of the furniture that was already up on the roof and made it into a bed. He even had your favorite blankets and pillows all made up for you. Along with your favorite hoodie of his that you like to wear, some fuzzy socks and a couple of bags that looked like presents. He also made a little makeshift tent with blankets that he found in the tower and had fairy lights around the bed so there was light under the makeshift tent. He had made sure the furniture was facing the outdoor TV and even made sure to make the tent have an opening so you could both watch the TV. He had your favorite movie on the TV and had your favorite snacks on one of the outdoor tables inside the makeshift tent. You honestly were speechless at the sight before you and started to tear up as you ran into Bucky’s arms and hugged him. “Bubs, you didn’t have to do all of this for me.” you say to him mumbled because your face was buried into his shirt he had on. “It was just a pancake to my face” you say while busting out laughing looking up at him. He just smiled and lightly chuckled as he looked down at you. “Of course I had to doll, you're my best girl and you deserve all this and so much more.” he says as he kisses your nose. “Especially with all the shit Sam and I put your through”. Causing both of you to chuckle.

Bucky then grabs your hand and starts to pull you over to the tent and he tells you to sit on the bed and hands you one of the bags, telling you to open it. You start to take the tissue paper off the top of the bag and reach down inside. As you do you feel something like a leather box. You then open the box from the bag and your mouth drops again. Inside the tiny box is a beautiful vintage promise ring.

“This is my promise to you that we will grow old together and one day get married once you have graduated school. I love you Y/F/N Y/L/N and I promise even through all my stupidity and everything else I’m with you till the end of the line.” Bucky says as he takes the box from you and places the ring on your finger and hands you the next bag. You're speechless to be honest so you just start to take the tissue paper out of the last gift. And you reach down into the bag and feel something soft and fluffy. You pull out a white stuffed bear that has a whole bunch of pink little hearts as a pattern all over it. You just start to cry tears of joy and hug it and look up at the love of your life speechless, the memory of a pancake thrown to your face completely gone.

#bucky barnes #fluff #bucky barnes fluff #marvel #fanfic #mcu #funny #sebastian stan #sam wilson #avenger #bucky barnes fanfiction #humor

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wrenhyperfixates · 4 years ago

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Loki Odinson’s Guide on How to Woo a Noble

Chapter 1: The Color of Sunset

Pairing: Loki x reader Summary: A fellow noble child in the Asgardian court has caught young Loki’s eye. After falling for you (quite literally) Loki has the opportunity to get closer to you. Warnings: none at all A/N: This is the first part of a fluffy miniseries of young Loki and his crush being adorable dorks. Stay tuned for more :)

Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Epilogue

Disclaimer: Gif not mine Loki stared at you from across the Great Hall during dinner. You were, he thought, the most beautiful person in all of Asgard. Nay, in all the Nine Realms. Now, Loki wasn’t so shallow to like you only because of something as skin-deep as beauty. Rather, he was attracted to your sunny disposition and lilting laughs first. Then, as he came to know you, he realized you weren’t always so demure and sometimes had the loudest laugh in the room. Even then, it was music to his ears. How he wished to march up to you right now and hear the sweet melody of your voice. Sadly, a large hand clapping his shoulder brought him out of his reverie.

“Don’t you think so, brother?” Thor asked in relation to something that Loki had not been paying attention to.

“Yes, yes. Certainly,” he agreed, quickly recovering from the startle.

“Hmm, now that is interesting considering you’ve never much cared for hunting before,” his brother remarked, smirking.

Loki cursed under his breath. Obviously Thor had noticed where his gaze was and taken yet another opportunity to to tease him about it. He simply didn’t understand the subtleties of romance. Sure, his brother ran around making out with a different girl nearly every week, but Loki wasn’t quite as popular. Nor did he want to be. All he wanted was your affection, something he was more than willing to work for.

“Why don’t you just go talk to them, Loki. After all, no one can resist a Prince of Asgard!” Thor declared while his friends snickered.

“I have no idea what you are talking about,” Loki drawled, trying to remain calm.

“Oh, really? My mistake. I just thought you were staring at-”

Loki slapped his hands over Thor’s mouth before he could say your name. Unfortunately, in his desperation to keep his secret just that, Loki abandoned his usual elegant manner, accidentally knocking over his goblet and alerting half the hall to the scene he’d just made. And, of course, you’d been among those close enough to notice. Unlike most of the nobles who had started whispering or laughing at him, you offered a good-natured smile. Though it seemed almost apologetic, furthering Loki’s embarrassment.

“That’s quite enough, boys,” Frigga chastised her sons in a kind yet firm tone, waving her hand to clean up the mess with a spell.

“Yes, mother,” Loki and Thor chorused as Odin grumbled about being too easy on them and not upholding his legacy.

The rest of dinner was dreadfully uneventful, and Loki forced himself to keep his eyes down. The last thing he needed was to be caught staring at you again, especially after the fiasco from earlier. Luckily, it was long gone from the minds of the people by the time dessert was served. Not like anything Loki did really mattered. Not like he would ever be king. He moodily ruminated on this after being excused from the room. Needing some air, he headed out to his mother’s garden. He planted himself at the root of a tree not too far from the path but quickly changed to sitting in its branches after a couple of young lords passed, obviously laughing at his blunder from earlier. Trying to stem the onslaught of tears, Loki closed his eyes and rested his head against the trunk.

“Lupus! Come back here!”

Loki’s eyes flew open, immediately recognizing the voice that shouted through the otherwise still gardens. It was yours. Slowly, as to not disturb the leaves of the tree and alert you to his presence, Loki crawled to peak over the branch he was on. You were chasing your wolf pup through the grass barefoot, shoes in hand. Lupus ran back to you and circled around your feet. You halted to avoid stepping on your pet, and the sudden stop caused you to lose your footing and fall on your bum. Loki sucked in a sharp breath and almost came out of his hiding spot to help you. He was relieved when you began laughing as Lupus jumped onto your lap and started licking your face.

He let out a sigh and edged closer to the end of the branch. Admiring your features, Loki propped his head against his hand. You really were amazing. How he wished he had your carefree attitude. Of course, you were as refined in court as Loki was, but you knew how to let loose too. Unfortunately, he got too lost in daydreams and toppled out of the tree.

“Oof,” he breathed out, shaken from having the wind knocked from him.

You screeched at his sudden (and far from graceful) entrance. Lupus jumped off of you and growled at Loki, baring his teeth in a protective manner.

“Easy, boy. It’s ok,” you coaxed while picking him up, identifying the unexpected guest as Loki. You looked unsure of what to do for a second before rising and making an awkward curtsy-bow combo. “Your highness.”

Loki nearly laughed at the absurdity of it. Here he was on the ground, rubbing his head in pain after falling out of a tree, and you were bowing to him. Or, well, doing whatever that gawky action was. Still, he knew that almost no one else would have paid him the same respect after such a display. Loki got so lost in thought that he just stared at you with a sort of dopey look on his face, not even thinking to pick himself up.

“Are you alright?” you nervously inquired, offering him your hand.

Loki took it and immediately turned beet red. He made sure to pull away once he was righted, but not too harshly as he didn’t want to seem ungrateful. He brushed his raven locks from his eyes and tried to form a coherent sentence. He hated the fact that he couldn’t remain poised around you no matter what he did. He cleared his mind and then his throat before responding.

“Um, yes. I am quite fine. Thank you.”

“Oh, it was no problem,” you responded, setting Lupus back down onto the ground. He stayed right by your side, still not entirely trusting your companion.

“Well, uh, in that case,” Loki dumbly started after an uncomfortable minute of silence and shuffling, “do not mind me. I was just, you know, enjoying the night. I suppose I should be going now. I apologize for the interruption.”

“No apology needed. Feel free to drop in any time,” you said, cracking a smile.

Loki couldn’t help the small chortle that escaped his lips. You erupted into a fit of giggles, too, and slowly it bubbled into full on belly-laughs from the both of you. Soon you found yourselves back on the ground, gripping your stomachs while tears streamed from your eyes. Lupus tilted his head in concern and began licking your hand, which made you laugh even more. Once he calmed down, Loki turned his head and looked at you through eyes still blurry from tears. You were just starting to settle yourself, and he once again appreciated your beauty in the fading light. Soon, you looked back at Loki while scratching your pup’s head with the hand he’d just covered in slobber.

“You know,” you began, “you don’t have to go, your highness.”

“Loki. Call me Loki.”

“Ok then. Feel free to stay, Loki. After all, I’d hate to be the reason you couldn’t enjoy the gardens.”

“Do not worry about that. I actually enjoy it more when you are here,” he replied, feeling a burst of confidence.

You turned your head away and put a hand over the smile making its way onto your face. You said something lowly, and Loki had to strain to make it out. His heart jumped out of his chest once your words registered. The feeling is mutual. Now it was his turn to look away in a flustered yet happy way. He realized it was probably scandalous for the two of you to be out here unsupervised on the cusp of courting age, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. Besides, you were relatively hidden from prying eyes by the topiaries.

Lupus came over and sniffed at Loki before deciding he wasn’t a threat, after all. He settled in between the two of you, resting his head on your chest. Another silence settled in, but this time it was comfortable. For a while, you just laid there enjoying the stillness of the night, looking at the darkening sky.

“You know, this is my favorite time of day,” you informed Loki when the sun had almost finished its descent in the sky.

“Why is that?”

“Right now the world is just so gorgeous. Look around: Everything’s the color of sunset.”

Loki did look around before his eyes settled once again on your peaceful form. Everything about you was truly breathtaking. You dazzled him like no other, but he worried he’d never be able to let you know. Perhaps, though, if he were to allow himself to be optimistic, he’d admit his chances were probably increased by this encounter. He hummed in agreement, and eventually you looked at him too, another heart-stopping smile gracing your features.

You laid there in his mother’s gardens for so long that all the stars came out into full view. As you pointed out the constellation for which Lupus was named, a shooting star streaked across the sky. It was closely followed by another, and then several more a few minutes later. On instinct, you gasped in joy and grabbed Loki’s hand. Once the show was over, you became aware of your interlocked fingers.

“Sorry,” you muttered, but Loki squeezed your hand in reassurance.

“Believe me, it is quite alright.”

And so, you continued on hand in hand, swapping stories and making small talk. Loki already knew you were intelligent, but never before had he enjoyed a conversation as much as this one. All too soon, his oafish brother came stomping on the nearby path, calling for him.

“Brother, are you out here? I’ve come to apologize,” he called.

Loki sighed. The last thing he wanted was to end this time with you. You raised an eyebrow and shot him with a quizzical look. He just pressed a finger to his lips, which you responded to with a zipping motion across your own. The silence bought him a few minutes, at least, before Thor came back.

“Loki, come out. Mother is getting worried.”

Another sigh. Even if he didn’t want this moment to end, Loki also didn’t want to concern the Allmother. So, he stood up, and you followed suit, once again holding Lupus in your arms.

“I am over here, Thor,” Loki alerted his brother, moving towards the cobblestone pathway.

“Thank the Norns. I thought I’d be out here all night looking for- Oh! Am I interrupting something, brother?” he said with a sly grin upon spotting you.

“Just some stargazing,” Loki responded with an annoyed tone that made you chuckle a little.

“Yes, but it is rather late. I really should be going now. Goodnight, your highnesses,” you said with a respectful nod first at Thor, then Loki.

Loki was exceedingly frustrated with his brother. Who knows how long you would have stayed out with him had you not been disturbed? Still, he quelled his emotions as best he could and swept into a bow, bidding you a goodnight back.

“See you soon, Loki,” you whispered as you brushed past him.

Now he was grinning like an idiot again, which only fueled Thor’s desire to say something. He knew better than to vex his brother twice in one day, though. Loki was, after all, becoming quite the talented young sorcerer, and Thor had been on the receiving end of quite a few nasty pranks over the years.

“Well, I am waiting,” Loki said once you were out of earshot. When Thor just stared at him in confusion, Loki continued, “I believe I am owed an apology, no?”

“Alright, fine. I am sorry for teasing you earlier,” Thor conceded with a sigh.

Loki considered him for a second. “Hmm. I forgive you then. But I promise that the next time one of us makes a fool of ourselves at the dinner table, it will not be me.”

“Whatever you say, brother,” he laughed, clapping Loki on the back. “Though you must admit, I was right. I am sure that they would not refuse you, my prince,” he said with a mock bow, still laughing.

Loki shoved his brother on the shoulder, though he was laughing now, too. Sure, Thor could be annoying, but Loki knew he meant well. Besides, not much could ruin the high he was feeling right now.

“I suppose so,” Loki conceded.

And, for the first time, he truly believed that he might have a chance.

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this christmas I l.r.h

a/n; the first installment of my ficmas event! this idea was totally and completely self indulgent but i thought it was a cute idea! it features one of my favorite tropes of all time! enjoy!

summary; You attend Michael and Crystal’s annual christmas party with your secret santa gift in hand. You receive an unexpected and priceless gift from your secret santa.

pairing; luke/reader // word count; 1,905 masterlist / ficmas masterlist

warnings; drinking/alcohol & fluff

You cut the engine of your car as you reached Michael’s neighborhood, you looked at the bag in your passengers seat nervously as you grabbed it and got out of your car. You knew if you arrived any later to Crystal and Michael’s party someone would call you, most likely Luke or Ashton wondering when you’d show. You knew they wouldn’t start Secret Santa until you arrived but no telling what else would ensue as the party went on.

You locked your car and walked on the sidewalk , as you reached Michael’s place when you heard Christmas music playing. You walked up to the door and slowly opened it and by no surprise the first people you saw were Michael and Calum in the kitchen drinking the spiked eggnog you never thought you’d hear the end of. Ashton made eye contact with you and waved, you walked over to him as his dimples were on full display, “You're finally here! We were ready to send a search party for you!” He teased with a smile

"I'm hardly an hour late, where should I put my secret Santa gift?" You asked looking around for your secret Santa recipient.

"Oh right here," Ashton instructed as pointed to the table filled with gifts.

You set your gift down before Ashton led you into the kitchen as Calum and Michael refilled their cups with more eggnog, "Did you spike the drink?"

"Yeah Mike, I brought a bottle and spiked it when no one was looking." Calum shook his head as he saw you and smiled, "Eggnog?"

"I'll pass, thank you." You smile looking over the array of drink selections in front of you.

"Awh no eggnog?" You heard a familiar voice as his hand rested on the small of your back; your body tensed as your eyes met his ocean blues.

"I don't like eggnog, sue me." You shrugged as you giggled at Michael and Calum trying to figure out who spiked the drink.

His hand still on your back as he looked for something to drink, "Michael where is the tequila?"

You giggled at his desperation for his favorite drink, "Luke, I think you'll have to drink something else."

He says in frustration, the smile across his face makes it obvious he's just teasing. "But!"

All you could think about was his perfect butt. The bubble butt you found yourself staring at when he wasn't looking.

"You can't always get what you want Luke, how about peppermint schnapps?" You asked as you grabbed a cup and filled it halfway.

"Peppermint Schnapps? Love, have you ever seen me drink anything like it?" He asked as his eyes scanned the table.

"Try mine, see if you like it." You smiled handing him the cup to drink out of.

He took a sip and you looked to see his reaction, "Not so bad little one, I'll try it."

Little one, one of his pet names for you. Ever since you met he'd call you that.

"For the last time I am not little! Your just a giant and compared to you everything is small."

"Not everything," He winked as he poured a cup of schnapps.

You playfully hit his arm, "Luke!"

He chuckled as he walked with you towards an open spot on the couch. You sat next to him as you sipped your drink, he leaned toward you so only you'd hear him "Okay time to spill, who did you have?"

You giggled at his antics, you leaned closer to him to whisper, "Luke its Secret Santa for a reason!"

"Love, I'm dying to know who you have! You've been so secretive ever since we drew names." He looked around the room and then back at you.

"That's the whole point you dork! Be patient like everyone else." You teased getting off the couch as Crystal motioned you over.

"Where are you going?" He asked as his eyes never left you.

"Crystal is motioning me over, I'll be right back!" You giggled with your drinking hand as you walked towards her.

"You two are something else, I've been trying to get your attention for 5 minutes!" Crystal expressed.

"Sorry, he's been hounding me about who I have for Secret Santa."

"Still? Him and Michael are the same! He kept bothering me!"

"Why am I not surprised? I'm gonna bring some cookies over, he's stuck drinking Peppermint Schnapps." You joked playfully as you grabbed a plate and filled it with cookies.

"He'll never let Michael live down not buying any tequila." She giggled as you walked toward Luke who was on his phone, you sat down and he put his phone away.

"Ouh cookies!" He smiled as he grabbed one and began eating it. You grabbed one of the iced cookies and took a bite.

"I thought you could use a snack." You smiled as you ate your cookie.

"Thank you love," He flashed his smile as you ate your cookie, "Oh you've got some. Uh-"

"I've got what?" You asked confused as he licked his thumb and swiped the pad of his thumb on the edges of your mouth.

"Icing darlin, you had some icing on your mouth." He winked as he finished his cookie and reached for another.

"Thank you, when do you think Cal and Michael will stop playing chess?" You giggled looking over at them in their own world as Ashton strummed the guitar while Kay Kay and Crystal talked.

"If one of us doesn't step in soon I reckon we'll be here past 1am with those two playing." He smiled sitting closer to you, "Now’s the time to tell me darlin, I won't tell anyone I promise.'

"Oh my god Luke!" You turned your head realizing how close his face was in proximity to yours. His pink lips agonizingly close to yours.

"Love, I'm just messing with you. When do you go home for the holidays?"

Your mind went completely blank, you suddenly couldn't remember if your family was coming to L.A or if you were going to them. Your eyes locked on his, "I'm not sure I'll be right back." You shook your head before standing up straight and giving Ashton a knowing look. You made a run for the bathroom to take some deep breaths. You leaned against the door as you closed your eyes trying to calm down. You heard a knock at the door causing you to jump . Your eyes open as Ashton says your name. “Yes?”

“We’re about to open presents!” He informs as you open the door to meet him.

Finally.

“Oh thank god, let’s go before they start without us.”

Ashton giggled as you walked with him towards the living room where everyone was waiting, Matt Pauling had finally showed up which explained the wait. You sat next to the free space on the edge of the couch next to Crystal.

Ashton decided to open his first; everyone laughing at Calum’s facial expression which easily gave him away. He went next opening his gift as Crystal looked at you and then at Michael giving her tell away. Luke’s eyes met yours as you could feel your cheeks flush.

Ashton decided to switch things up as he handed Luke his gift, “Here ya go mate, you’ve been anxious all night.”

“Thanks Ash.” He smiled as he opened the gift, your heart rate increasing as you watched him open the gift from you. He looked at you, already knowing it was from you.

“Thank you love, I knew you had me.” He giggled as his cheeks turned a familiar shade of pink.

“Is that why you wouldn’t stop bothering me?” You teased as Ashton gave you your gift; you removed the tissue paper as you could cry from the contents. Everything in the bag were all of your favorite things you didn’t think anyone would pay attention to. Your favorite brand of lip balm, type of socks you loved and snacks always craved down to a gift card to your favorite store. It meant everything to you that someone paid that attention to what you loved so much. Narrowing down who was left, Michael looked at Luke followed by you looking at him and you knew from the smile he was giving you that he gave you all of your favorites.

“Thank you Lu.” Was all you could get out as Crystal opened her gift from Matt before Michael opened his gift from Kay Kay.

Crystal leaned in, “You two had each other, no one else had each other.” She looked at Luke, “It’s almost as if-”

“Crystal don’t start with your fate nonsense.” You teased playfully shaking your head.

Michael joined in, “Crystal has a point.”

“Oh not you too, both of you need to stop watching Romcoms.”

As much as you wanted to deny that it was a coincidence, part of you wondered if it was.

Luke got off the couch and walked up to you and bent down so he was eye level with you, “Did you like your gift?”

You nodded as you smiled holding the bag in your arms, “I love it Luke, thank you.”

“Of course darlin, come with me.” He said with a smile as you followed him into the bathroom as the party continued on.

“Wanna help me put on the choker you got me?” He asked softly as he handed it to you.

“You wanna wear it?”

He nodded as you stepped closer to him as you looped his choker around his neck, his soft skin against yours as you nervously clasped the hook while Luke intently watched you.

Your eyes locked with his as you stepped backwards as your back met the door behind you. The tension between you thick as you cleared your throat hoping it would help the dryness. “Lu?”

“Yes?” He said as he ran his fingers through his curls.

“I know the timing of what I’m about to say isn’t perfect but I can’t take it anymore.” You started as he tilted his head as he listened to the words spewing from your lips.

“I just- Uh.”

“Hey, talk to me what’s going on are you okay?” He asked, concerned as he stepped closer to you, “You know you can tell me anything.”

“Anything?”

“Anything.”

“Okay, I’m not saying this to ruin our relationship, that is the last thing I want. I’ve loved you from the moment we met and I know it’s the oldest story in the history of books,” You rambled, “But I do.”

“Is it safe to assume you're not talking about loving me as a friend but more?” You nodded as he took a deep breath, “It is the oldest story in the history of books but did you ever think I felt the same?”

“I did but-”

“But what? I do. I always have, always will.”

You stepped closer to him as you cupped your face in his hands, “Say the words Luke.”

“I love you.”

Relieved the pad of your thumb touched his lips as he softly kissed your thumb, “I love you.”

“Oh just kiss me already will you?” He winked as he leaned forward to kiss you, his lips softer than you imagine.

You giggled as he continuously pecked your lips as your hands rested on the nape of his neck, “I had no idea the night would end like this.”

“Who said anything about it ending?”

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