#but im just so tired and overwhelmed and i want my girlfriend

[learn-and-accept]

I'm back in the place I grew up for the first time since moving 6 months ago and it is so fucking weird and I have a lot of feelings

[ceolocunt]

[itsthatmff]

helllooo, can you write boyfriends headcanons with other men like flashy flash and amai mask please? ~

IM FINALLY BACK WITH MORE HEADCANONS! writing for these was so hard- it was my first time doing amai mask too- I hope they turned out well 😩

Please keep the requests incoming I’ll try to work through them! I’m sorry for taking so long and Thank you so much for the patience.

Boyfriend Headcanons on OPM men Pt. 2

Fem!reader

Included: Flashy flash, Amai mask, Saitama, Zombie man

Flashy Flash

Having him as a boyfriend sure isn’t for the weak

He’s definetly the leader of the sassy man apocalypse

He takes his night routine SERIOUSLY like you will have a 20 step hair routine and a spa session

He gives great hair care tips though

Lets you braid his hair when you’re bored or does your hair when you’re tired

Gossiping with him is super fun

When he’s annoyed or jealous he scoffs a lot

Tiny bit reluctant over physical affection but his hugs and kisses feel so gentle, you could melt into them.

He goes all out when you’re on your period, like he knows exactly what you need and what to do.

Gifts you hairclips on random occasions !

Doesn’t like you touching his katana cuz he’s worried you’ll hurt yourself.

You get the best dates with him because he knows the best spots, prefers staying at home with you though in case one of his opps are after him.

He does bicker with you from time to time because he knows you too well and can’t be bothered to deal with your overdramatic ass

"Yeah fine we get it you’re just angry because you’re craving some desserts. Stop whining and lets go get it.“

Amai Mask

Might seem like a narcissistic and selfish bastard at first but he really just has issues

As a boyfriend he might not be able to spend much time with you since he is a hero AND a celebrity with a filled schedule

Makes sure to spoil you rotten tho

You get expensive gifts from him on a weekly basis and he takes you out to the best restaurants

He has to be very discreet with your relationship since it could cause him a bad reputation and backlash from the media

Whenever he’s overwhelmed or had a bad day he seeks comfort in your embraces

Feels like you’re the only one who understands him

Genuinely opens up to you and shows you his vulnerable side from time to time

He gets VERY jealous like he better not catch you admiring some other hero

At first he’d laugh it off not wanting to believe such a thing but slowly the jealousy would start creeping up

“You’re mine understood?”

Is just scared of u leaving him

He calls to tell you there’s a new magazine out that features him and wants you to buy it.

Thinks you’re his biggest supporter and likes to brag about you.

Saitama

Dates consist of gaming or getting deals at different supermarkets

I can totally imagine that he’s willing to try some new things at the convenience store with you and do taste tests.

Never rates the food a 10/10 cuz he thinks Genos could do it better.

YES sometimes Genos DOES make dinner dates for you two, he goes all out making a 5 star dinner for his sensei and his girlfriend.

Saitama secretly loves it when you come and sit on his lap as he watches tv.

He may not look like it but he really notices the small details, like he’ll ask if you put on different perfume or shampoo. Does it so sleek too.

He’d lean in to your neck and WHISPER INTO YOUR EAR

"Hm..you smell so good, got a new perfume?“

This guy just knows how to get you flustered

Is very nonchalant about most things, doesn’t really get jealous. (Unless you’re being overly nice to someone that has like really good hair)

“Yo genos. How much do you think a hair transplant costs?”

“Why are you asking sensei?”

“No reason really..” as he GLARES at the guy you’re talking to.

Doesn’t call you often, more like he randomly texts you what he’s doing and if your schedule matches his you both hangout.

Wants to climb up the ranks in order to impress you and loves to tell you about his day when he gets home.

Gets the most expressive around you.

He kicks out Genos when you two need your private time.

Gives the best piggy back rides.

Zombieman

Hands down the best boyfriend out there

He’s so chill about everything

Likes to take you everywhere with him, especially on shooting ranges, coffee shops or jazz bars

Respects your boundaries a lot, if you don’t like the smoke from his cigarettes he’ll try not to smoke around you, if you’re a smoker yourself he always looks forward to smoke some with you.

You both have a very casual relationship, there’s no awkwardness at all nor the cheesiness and pampering

That also includes physical affection. Cuddling on the couch or holding hands seems natural to you.

As nihilistic as he is, he can’t hide whenever he’s jealous.

“Was it fun chatting to that human?” He’d ask whilst pressing down the last remaining of his cigarette onto the whiskey glass. He wasn’t upset, more like curious of what you saw in another man.

Only calls you in the evenings after he walks you home. Likes to hear your voice before he goes to sleep.

He loves to get you roses

Asks childish emperor for advice on what to get you. Doesn’t even realise himself that he slips in your name in every conversation.

Is the kind of boyfriend that is happy enough to just watch you from afar.

Never ever gets aggressive with you. In fact you’ve never seen him angry.

Likes to polish his guns while you sit on his lap.

[billieeilishmommy]

just so you know,, i know

in which you have been more sad recently, causing you to not want to do anything, not even hang out with your girlfriend. and she knows somethings wrong

a/n please yall this is my first angst fanfic with billie,, and i kinda used my own personal life for this guys sorry if it's specific,, use of y/n

tw depression, mentions of not eating, crying, cussing, mentions of sh, loss of family

(if you are not comfortable reading things with those topics do not be afraid to stop reading! and know im here for you. your not alone, i love you all and your here for a reason babies)

ever since you lost your dad, you haven't been acting the same. yeah, your dad wasn't around, but that doesn't change the fact that its your dad. apart of you is missing now and you wont be able to get it back.

obviously billie has been with you the whole time, but eventually she had to go because of her music and you understood that, honestly you would rather be alone, of course you loves billie being there though.

you were currently laying in your bed, surrounded by plates and cups, most of them having food in them since you couldn't bring yourself to finish them, but it made you feel overwhelmed, but you just couldn't get yourself up to clean it.

all you wanted to do is lay there and think about this, everything bad was happening to you and you don't know why.

the last time billie was at your house was around 2 days ago, and you haven't talked to her since then. you wanted to, but you didn't want to look on your phone because you knew that you would feel guilty for not responding so you didn't. you laid on your bed watching your comfort shows and youtubers over and over again until you found some sort of relaxation.

all you were thinking about is how this grief will never go away. its stuck with you forever no matter what.

eventually you'll start to live with it and continue on with how you used to be, but not right now. all you wanted was comfort but you also just didn't want to be around anyone.

a few days later, the last time you've ate was around 3 days ago and the last time you've talked to billie was 7 days ago. you missed her, and who knows what she thinks about you. hell, she probably thought you blocked her. that was why she came into your room with no notice, just showed up.

"y/n? are you okay? you haven't talked to me?-" she says, cutting herself off as she steps in your room

"hi billie" you say quietly, your voice hoarse since the last time you've talked was ages ago.

"are you okay baby?" she says to you, not worried about all the trash and plates on the floor, she immediately sits beside you, "sit up for me princess. tell me whats wrong"

your eyes immediately start to fill with tears, and before you can get a word out the tears start falling and you can't get them to stop

"its okay hun" billie says to you softly and wraps her arms around you and gently kisses your forehead.

"billie i can't-" you cut yourself off with heavy breathing.

"yes you can my love, you can breathe okay, you can talk okay, your okay." she reassures you and it helps you calm down a lot.

"are you okay now baby?" she says quietly to you.

"i think so.." you sniffle, wiping the tears from your face.

"whens the last time you've gotten up love?" she asks you, worried. all you do is just shrug in embarrassment.

"its okay baby, have you ate any today or do you want me to make you something?" she asks you in a comforting tone, she knows just how to talk to you.

"im not hungry." you protest and put your head on your knees.

she gives you a look, knowing that your lying. "what do you want me to make you baby?" she asks, cuping your cheek.

"nothing, im not hungry" you say, in a colder tone this time and she nods, not wanting to make you uncomfortable in any way.

"are you okay my love?" she asks softly

"no bils.. i can't do this anymore." you sniffle into her shoulder, genuinely so tired.

"baby don't say that. how about you come over to my house for a few days? you can shower at my house and ill make you food and ill get you a drink at canes, i know you like their lemonade." she says and rubs your thigh.

you nod in response, you stand up for the first time in a while with the intentions to actually go out. "are you hot?" she asks you, you have on a sweatshirt and pajama pants, obviously you were sweating like a mother fucker, but you had to hide your scars.

billie knew that you struggled with this before, but she didn't know that you started again, so you had to lie and say "no im not, im cold actually"

"okay baby, do you want me to turn the heat on in the car?" she asks you

great you think, eventually your gonna have to tell her.

"noo its fine baby" you say to her quietly and she nods at you, taking you to her car.

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did this eat yall

[w3irdo666]

LIGHT IN THE DARKNESS

PART 1/PART 2/ PART 3

Lucifer Morningstar x reader

(Im too lazy to make letter count-)

Warnings: none i guess

Notes: haiii guys!! I am very glad you liked part 1!! Enjoy!!

The visit to his daughter went... a little differently than Lucifer expected. But still, he established a relationship with his daughter, what he had wanted for so long happened. He arranged a meeting for Charlie with the angels, although he was not sure of the productivity of this meeting. All Well, they didn’t hear him...they probably won’t hear her either. Lucifer sighed and shook his head, as if clearing himself of bad thoughts.Still, perhaps she will succeed, but still he was not sure.Returning back to his home, Lucifer looked in the mirror. In front of him he saw a tired guy, with a slight, sad smile on his lips..

"aaaand....You can open your eyes!" Lucifer removed his hands from his eyes. He froze for a second at the beauty of the scenery. The cool wind blew lightly, making the leaves of the trees rustle. The singing of birds added to the calming atmosphere. He sat on the grass, a river could be seen nearby. The sun shone brightly, making the water sparkle “Wow.” ..This...is very beautiful." Lucifer said, overwhelmed by the beauty. The girl grinned, her voice sounded like a magnificent melody...Lucifer shifted his gaze from nature to the girl. Her soft smile made his heart flutter Oh, how beautiful her hair was, with which the wind gently played. Her eyes, full of kindness and warmth, looked at him.The girl approached the man and sat down next to him. Oh, how graceful her movements were. "I'm glad you like it...It's pretty quiet here, yeah?"

Lucifer blinked, coming to reality. He looked down sadly. Ah, y/n, why can’t I forget you..

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The princess of hell followed the archangel Sera and admired the views of heaven. Vaggie walked next to her, feeling uncomfortable in this place.

"Vaggie, Vaggie, it's very beautiful here, isn't it?" The girl's joyful voice sounded bright, as if a small child had seen something new.

"Yes, it's... good." Vaggie's gaze shifted from Charlie to the archangel, who was slowly approaching them.

“Sera, wait.” The woman's calm voice rang out. She looked so gorgeous that it felt like just looking at her was a terrible sin. Sera stopped and looked at the archangel. "Yes? Do you want something?" Sera had a small, soft smile on her face, but in her eyes you could see a slight irritation that someone had interrupted her plan of action. The unknown girl looked at Charlie. Her eyes widened slightly, as if she understood something. Charlie felt slightly uncomfortable, feeling the gaze of the girl.Woman moved her gaze to Sera.

"Who are these girls?"

“These are from hell. There is an important meeting today, have you forgotten?”

The unknown woman's gaze shifted back to Charlie and Vaggie.

"Can I...take them away for a while?"

Vaggie was alarmed by this. She took a step closer to Charlie. Sera sighed. "Only for a few minutes." The unknown Archangel smiled. "Thank you, Sera, will you leave us?"

“Yes. Just take them to their temporary room after.”

After these words, Seraphim left, leaving the two girls with an unknown angel. "Who are you? Why do you want to talk to us" Vaggie asked.Her voice sounded slightly hostile, but this did not bother the angel in any way. Her gaze was riveted on the girl in the red suit. "Darling...are you by any chance the daughter of...Lucifer...?" Charlie was surprised. "Yes, I'm his daughter. Why are you-" Vaggie interrupted her girlfriend. "Answer my question. Who.are.you." Vaggie's tone of voice was passive aggressive.The Archangel sighed, it was a slightly sad sigh, but there was a kind, motherly smile on her face.

"My name is y/n."

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"Wha- no, it can't be-..Wait, is it really you?!" The girl's surprised voice reflected from the walls of the room which they recently arrived at.She walked from side to side. "Wait, is that really you?!" You chuckled slightly, your beautiful, graceful wings twitching slightly. “Yes, it’s me...” You smiled softly. Vaggie stood leaning against the wall. She looked at you in disbelief. "Charlie, can you tell me who it is?" Vaggie told her girlfriend in a slightly rough voice.Charlie turned to Vaggie, her face a porn of joy and surprise. “Vaggie, this is y/n! This is the same archangel that my father always talked about!"

You felt your cheeks turn red. Lucifer...still remembered you?Vaggie's face turned from annoyed to surprised. "Wait...are you serious?"

"So.... how's he?"

Charlie hesitated for a while. Actually...she didn't know. She didn't communicate with him for a long time.Only recently he visited her...

"Well...he's...okay!" You noticed a little hesitation in Charlie's voice, but decided to ignore it. You couldn't believe your eyes and ears. Charlie. Lucifer's daughter is standing right in front of you. This little ray of sunshine..You sighed and looked at your watch. "Okay, forgive me, but I need to go now..."

"but can't you stay at least little more?I want to know more about you!"

"Sorry darling, we will meet at the meeting" you smiled softly and waving goodbye, walked out.Walking along the corridor, memories came to your mind... Oh, Lucifer... Just his name alone already made your heart beat faster..

"Hey, y/n! I'm sorry i am late-" Lucifer bumped into you, causing you two fall on the ground.He quickly became concerned. "Gosh, i am sorry, i-i didn't-" Your sweet laugh interrupted him.It was as a relief for him. "Luci, dont worry, everything is ok!" He noded.But only now he understood how close he is to you.He felt his heart beat faster and his face redden.He quickly stood up and offered you hand to stood up.You chuckled at his blushing face and took his hand.You stood up with his help. "sorry again, i-i.... didn't want it happen.." Ah, how cute he looked, embarrassed by such small, unimportant things...

Notes: Phew, i done this part!!! I hope you enjoyed!! Sorry that it took for me so long to write it. (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠) I'm just not sure if you would like it...

[tinycoffeeroom]

new home | arthur hill

face claim: none ♡

request: here !

requested: Hey saw you were looking for requests for Arthur hill maybe like going on your first holiday together or like moving in together x

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y/nstagram all moved in ! new roomie seems ok, he keeps singing a song about an old cowboy though?

arthurnfhill FEEL LIKE JOHN WAYNE ↳ fan RIDING THROUGH THE CITY ON MY OWN ↳ fan JUST AN OUTLAW ON HIS WAY HOME ↳ fan THE GOOD THE BAD THE UGLY ↳ fan I'VE SEEN IT ALL ↳ y/nstagram thanks for the karaoke guys x

lisahull_hill my big boy all grown up :( can't wait to come see what you do with the place x ↳ arthurnfhill mum i've not lived at home for years... ↳ lisahull_hill you've never lived with a girlfriend though! x ↳ y/nstagram lisa i need you to come round soon and help me i'm about to have a breakdown over sofa cushions x ↳ lisahull_hill i'll pop round tomorrow x

fan why is the champagne in the sink tho ↳ y/nstagram freezer machine Broke ↳ y/nstagram on a real note though, fuck currys bc WHY has our freezer been delayed by a week ↳ fan i'll fight them queen ♥️ y/nstagram

fan the books... can't wait to see the book nook!!! ↳ y/nstagram i'm so excited!!! annoyed arthur half to death talking about different bookcase options but i found a gorgeous set on facebook marketplace and its gonna look SO GOOD!! ↳ fan pls give us a tour!!!! ↳ y/nstagram keep a look out on my stories xx

georgeclarkeey it's not too late to come home arthur, your side of the bed feels so empty x ↳ y/nstagram womp womp go shag the other arthur or something ↳ georgeclarkeey he won't open his door :( ↳ arthurtv im protecting my peace ↳ georgeclarkeey im grieving the loss of my boyfriend and you won't even give me a cuddle </3 ↳ arthurnfhill i'm not dead????? ↳ georgeclarkeey it's like i can still hear his voice sometimes... ↳ arthurnfhill i hate it here

bffstagram georgeclarkeey can u have arthur over the weekend, i want a girls night with my gf x ↳ georgeclarkeey only if you take him back on the monday, i have stuff to do ↳ arthurnfhill feeling very much like basil right now ↳ willne uncalled for? ↳ miaxmon i have sole custody of basil pls delete arthur it's a sore spot for will ↳ arthurnfhill only if he apologises for making fun of my mullet AND THEN getting one himself ↳ willne y'know what the basil jokes aren't too bad

fan need a relationship like theirs PLEASE ↳ arthurnfhill all she does is bully me??? seek help ↳ y/nstagram ARTHUR i only bully you like 50% of the time... and you do it too ↳ arthurnfhill i would never bully my girlfriend ↳ y/nstagram the notebook night? ↳ arthurnfhill ok point taken ↳ fan parents <3 ♥️ y/nstagram, arthurnfhill

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Even with all the preparation that had gone into the move, you were still unprepared for the overwhelming amount of boxes that lined the halls of your new flat.

You and Arthur had discussed the idea of buying a house, but with his job being based in central London and the two of you still being young, renting a flat seemed like the best option before diving head first into the nightmare that was mortgages and white picket fences.

The first night the two of you moved in, only the TV and mattress had been unpacked, the stress of bringing all the boxes in tiring the both of you out to the point where the mattress lay haphazardly in the middle of the room and the TV lay slanted against the living room wall.

Arthur lay beside you, eyes half heartedly looking through Uber Eats open on his phone. "Chinese or Indian?"

You took a moment, trying to decipher what you would prefer most. "Hmm, maybe pizza? The other two require utensils and to be honest, I have no idea where our kitchen stuff is."

Arthur hums in response, turning his head to look past you. "I'm pretty sure they're in the bathroom, I think I tripped over our bowls when I went to pee."

Exhaustion must be catching up to you as you don't even question how the boxes labelled "KITCHEN" in black sharpie had ended up there.

After the pizza had been ordered, the two of you lay in comfortable silence, the quiet drone of whichever episode of Friends was queued on the TV floating through the air. A bottle of red wine had been opened at some point and the two half full glasses sit precariously on fake wood floors.

You must have slightly fallen asleep at some point, coming around to the smell of freshly cooked dough and a smiling Arthur staring down at you.

"You were dead to the world, not even the sound of me stacking it over our bathroom towels could wake you." He laughs at the memory, sitting down beside you and handing you a box.

You raise the lid, welcoming the mouthwatering scent of pizza as you shuffle up to sit. "I could smell the pizza."

Arthur guffaws around the piece stuffed halfway into his mouth, eyeing you playfully. "Of course it was the food that raised you from the dead."

Shoving his shoulder with your own, you tuck into the meal in front of you, eyes tuned on the TV as The One with All the Thanksgivings starts playing.

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It had been a stressful few days. You weren't lying when you told Lisa you were about to have a breakdown over sofa cushions. Luckily, she'd popped round the next day, armed with a small mini fridge and freezer which she made Arthur carry into the house. You could have cried when she produced a cute "congratulations on your new home" card and a bouquet of sunflowers.

The two of you sat on the half put together sofa and scoured the Dunelm website for all their cushion options, opting for some light brown teddy bear ones and some darker brown velvet cushions. Arthur stayed out of the interior design chat, instead opting to run some water into a pint glass for the flowers and bring over two cups of tea for both of you before he disappeared off into his studio room to sort out the wiring.

"Typical man, leaving us to make the place look pretty."

You giggled at Lisa's comment, pointing out the framed artworks sitting propped against the wall. "He picked those out, to be fair to him. We decided he'd do the decorating and I'd just focus on the furnishings."

You continued on your Dunelm hunt, bookmarking everything you thought would look good in your new home, Lisa throwing in a few suggestions as to what you may need. By the time the two of you felt you had sufficiently scoured the website, it was nearing dinner time. Arthur popped his head round the corner to ask if you wanted him to run out and grab something to eat, but Lisa shook off his question, grabbing your hand and her car keys.

"Y/N, we'll nip out now and pick up a few bits, including a vase," she eyed the pint glass begging to tip over, "and we'll pick up some dinner too."

Arthur shrugged his shoulders, smiling at how Lisa had taken you under her wing. Ever since he'd introduced the two of you, she'd taken an immediate shining to you, often sending you silly pictures that reminded her of you or organising coffee dates for the both of you to catch up.

One round trip for a vase and some cleaning essentials as well as a nice pub that did takeaway carveries later, you and Lisa bundle through the front door, giggling about the man in the elevator who had assumed the two of you were mother and daughter. Lisa had replied a cheeky "not yet" and had thrown a wink your way.

Arthur had moved from his studio to the living room, head popping over the back of the sofa at the sound of the two of you laughing. "What did I miss?"

One look at Lisa had you both giggling again, waving Arthur off as you unpacked the takeaway bowls of carvery and scoured the boxes for cutlery.

Arthur eyed the two of you warily, directing his mum to the sofa as he came to search for some glasses for the bottles of Coke you had picked up as well. Dropping a small kiss to the back of your neck, he smiled fondly when your eyes meet.

"This is nice."

You hummed, working on taking off the plastic lids. "Yeah, we were lucky to find the pub, Google Maps was useless."

He shook his head, one arm wrapping around your waist as he looks at his mum setting in on the sofa. "No, I mean this. Being sat in our home and listening to you and Mum laughing about god knows what. I was so worried when I introduced you that she wouldn't like you, I don't even know why, it's impossible to hate you. But, it's nice. I'm happy."

You turned in his grasp, hand coming to rest on the side of his neck. A soft smile overtook your lips at the serene expression on his face. "I'm happy too. I'm glad we did this. I love you."

He matched your smile, a small "I love you too" passing his lips before he pressed a soft kiss to yours.

"Hey, hungry mum over here!"

Lisa's voice broke the bubble around the two of you, both of you looking over to see Lisa smiling fondly from the sofa.

"My apologies, dear Lisa, let me bring it over now!" Laughing softly, you press one last kiss to Arthur's lips before sliding out of his embrace.

The three of you eat in comfortable silence, accompanied by the quiet sounds of the TV and the occasional comment about the dinner from one of you.

The sun had long since set and you and Arthur tried to convince Lisa to stay, but she shook her head, stating the two of you needed your own space and left soon after, leaving behind warm hugs and a kiss to both of your heads.

Choosing to tidy up tomorrow, you both head to bed. You slid in first, welcoming Arthur's warm embrace as you settle in for the night. He peppered soft kisses to your shoulder blade, nuzzling his head into the spot afterwards. "Goodnight, I love you."

Brushing a hand through his unruly hair, you dropped a kiss to the crown of his head. "I love you too." Taking in the surprising quietness of central London, you closed your eyes, excited to wake up to a new day in your new home.

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a/n: love love loveeeeee doing arthur hill requests <3 had to include my queen lisa x

[ihaechans]

Your Red Lipstick || L.DH

PAIRING ▸ boyfriend!Haechan x reader

GENRES ▸ overwhelming fluff, healthy relationship

WARNINGS/CONTENT ▸ minimal profanity, Hyuck is really in love it’s sickening, kissing, teasing, mentions of Hyuck getting a boner but it really goes no where after that

SUMMARY ▸ Kisses, kisses, kisses. That’s all your boyfriend wants. When you refuse to give him the one thing he craves, he won’t leave you alone, begging and begging until you give in.

WORD COUNT▸ 1k

Authors note: was really battling on whether I should make this into smut or not but I decided to keep it cute since I barely ever write fluffy things 🥰 (this also isnt proofread so oopsies if theres any mistakes) enjoy!

Things like this were no longer surprising.

Hyuck wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you incredibly close.

“I just got home from work baby, Im sweaty and I need to shower.”

You already knew what he was going to say, completely unbothered when he opens his mouth to speak.

“Just let me kiss you, wanna hold you please.” Doe eyes stare straight at you, your boyfriend begging like a starved man for a kiss.

He had been repeating that same phrase for the past fifteen minutes now, not letting up in the slightest.

“Hyuck, I need to shower.”

You know fighting is completely pointless, he wouldn’t let you go without getting that kiss and you both knew it. His persistence was both endearing and slightly frustrating, your tired body wanting nothing but a hot shower and a nice nap after work.

Your boyfriend puckers his lips and shuts his eyes, waiting for you to grant his wish. It’s hard not to laugh at his cuteness, the scene making you smile.

Finally, you give in to his request, unable to resist his adorable puckered lips and closed eyes.

It’s a short and sweet kiss, but it leaves your boyfriend with a tint of red painted across his lips, your lipstick transferring onto his own lips.

Laughter fills the air as you stare at him, your boyfriend tilting his head in question at your actions.

“Cute” you smile, squeezing his cheeks and pecking a kiss to his cheek before walking away, heading to your shared bedroom.

“Woah woah woah wait! What’s so funny?” He chases after you like a lost puppy, pouting when you snicker to yourself, ignoring him. “Baby, what are you laughing at?”

“It’s nothing Hyuck, don’t worry.” You can’t even make eye contact with the boy without falling into a fit of giggles, Hyuck getting embarrassed as you continue laughing at him.

Your red lipstick leaves a vivid mark on his cheek, contrasting against his own fair skin. It’s adorable, and you’d leave another one if you weren’t so desperate to shower and lay down.

Hyuck follows you down the hall and all the way to your shared bedroom, hot on your heels.

“Babe, are you gonna let me shower in peace or are you gonna keep following me?”

“Haha very funny.” Hyuck smirks and leans against the doorway, his eyes fixated on your body as you start to peel your shirt off.

“Don’t be a weirdo~” you tease, turning away from him to hide your body.

Hyuck continues to pout, flopping down onto the bed with a dramatic groan. “All I want is to kiss my beautiful girlfriend and she won’t let me. How is that fair? A cute boy like me deserves all her kisses.”

You chuckle at his playful complaints, throwing your shirt directly into his face and turning towards him, nothing covering your top half but a bra.

Donghyuck yelps when your shirt suddenly flies into his face, but once he realizes what’s going on he takes a big whiff of your scent like a weirdo, letting out a dramatic sigh and blabbering about how good you smell.

“You know,” he starts, propping himself up on his elbows, “All I want is a kiss and you’re giving me everything but that.”

A sigh leaves you as realization dawns over you. Donghyuck would not let you shower nor sleep in peace until he got another kiss, a real kiss.

“Donghyuck.”

He perks up when you say his government name, eyes widening slightly as you reluctantly stride over to him.

“Want a kiss?” His tongue is practically hanging out of his mouth when you straddle him, hands instinctively moving to your waist.

He nods without saying a word, licking his lips as he waits for your lips to meet. With a sigh, you give in, leaning in to plant a kiss on his lips.

Hyuck doesn’t let you go when you try to break the kiss, one of his hands finding place on the back of your neck as he brings you even closer, forcefully deepening it. His grip tightens, his fingers tangling in the luscious strands of your hair, pulling you in deeper and making your head spin.

This is not how this usually goes.

Your boyfriend playfully slaps your ass, causing you to moan into his mouth as you are caught by surprise. “Hyuck!” you scold, staring deep into his eyes as you pant slightly, lust swimming in his brown orbs.

“I have a great idea,” you say, leaning in close, but not close enough for Hyucks liking. “How about…”

The suspense is killing Hyuck as you speak extra slow, purposely keeping him on his toes. You can feel his now growing erection poking the side of your thigh, but choose to ignore it, smiling to yourself as you feel him try to subtly grind against you for some sort of relief.

“How about I go take a shower?” In a flash, you hop off of your boyfriend, dashing to the bathroom door and locking it.

“Babeeeee,” he whines, not even making an attempt to chase after you as he sits there in complete awe. “You’re so mean to me.”

Laughing to yourself, you take a look at yourself in the mirror, all of your lipstick completely gone.

“Oh yeah babe, almost forgot to tell you that you’ve got a little something on your face.”

And with that, Hyuck groans, his brain finally putting the pieces together.

“You’re evil, you know that?” He sighs, burying his face into the mattress with a groan as he embraces defeat.

[nofingjustaninchident]

Helloo!!! im in such a Jason Grace era these days and fics for him are SO limited in the fandom?? its actually super sad. i loved your previous jason fic smm, Would you consider making a Jason x fem!reader where Jason just has a veryy bad day, he gets overwhelmed by everything and everyone, and he just cries into reader's arms and she comforts him?

i feel like he deserved to just cry it all out atleast once, considering the amount of pressure the poor boy has had from everything :( so i would lovee to read about that!

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content: jason grace x fem!reader

warnings: angst but then it’s fluff, kinda short, cursing, 5’3 (1,60m) reader, life in New Rome!

a/n: HA LOOK WHO’S POSTING TWICE IN JUST ONE DAY???? hehehe i love this request so much my boo deserves more in his life i don’t fucking care.

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Sometimes it’s just too hard to be Jason Grace.

The mighty son of Jupiter. Pontifex Maximus. Counselor of the Zeus cabin. Juno’s Champion. Hero of Omlympus. Centurion of the Fifth Cohoort.

The titles were endless. And so was the work.

And everyone, and i mean everyone, counted on him for various things and reasons.

“Hey Jason, are you coming to capture the flag?” Annabeth asked, every week.

“Hey superman, come to bunker 9!” As always, Leo wanting to show him some new cool tricks or projects.

“Oi, sparky! Can you help me pick an outfit for my date?” Piper would ask him.

He was just so tired. He just wanted to tell them all to fuck themselves.

But he would never. He was too noble to do that. He just wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he knew his friends were needing him and he was… well, being a human and an young adult, taking care of his own stuff.

So when he got home from another endless day, back to his shared apartment in New Rome and to his beautiful girlfriend, who made him his favorite dessert - brownies with caramel and peanuts -, he broke down almost instantly.

Obviously, you ran towards him, scooping him in your arms - which was a difficult task, since he was almost a whole foot taller than you - but you did it anyways, pulling him close to your body, letting him sob in your shoulder as you tried to soothe him.

You had never seen him cry like that, clinging on you for dears life. Once again, he was never one to show his real feelings to anyone, not even your or Thalia.

You scooted him in your arms, rubbing soft circles at his back while you whispered small ‘shh’s and ‘it’s gonna be okay’s in his ear, the both of you say in the floor of your cozy apartment.

After a few minutes of compulsive crying, your shoulder and the upper part of your white tank top completely soaked in hot, wet tears, he finally calmed down - at least a little.

“Hey, honey.” You finally whisper into his ear as he pulls away from your embrace, eyes all puffy and red as he sniffles and wipes his tears with the back of his hand.

“Hey..” He mumbles, his tone low and cracked as you kept caressing his hair smoothly. You caressed his hair and gave a soft and gentle kiss so his cheek.

“Are you okay?” You were answered with a soft nod of his head as he scooted closer to you, snuggling against you warm body and keeping his head on your chest. He looked like a five year old child, and that made you smile. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“No.. not now. Is that okay?” He asked, his voice all mushy and muffled by his cheek tightly pressed against you body.

“Of course it is, my love. Do you want to eat? We have pasta with that sauce you like.” She said between little kisses in his eyes, his cheeks, the bridge of his nose and his lips. “And i made you your favorite brownies.”

“Mmhmm…” He let out a content mumble, finally pulling away from him and giving you a kiss on the lips. “After that i… after that i’ll talk to you, ‘kay?”

“‘Kay. But you have to eat before. Come on, i’ll help you get up.” She said as she got up and held out her hand for him to grab.

You finally got on your feet, and you turned around to reheat the food. When you were at the oven, he wrapped his arms around your waist and nuzzled his face into your neck, breathing heavily as he kept the closest he could to you.

Soon, the food was on the table, and the doorbell rang. It was the girl that walked with your dog. You thanked her and pulled Thor, your golden retriever, inside the house.

He immediately went to Jason, wiggling his tail and giving him the biggest licks in the world while the blond laughed.

You smiled at the sight. You knew that he was obviously hurting with something, and you were going to discover with what, but, right now, he just needed some love.

You gave him just that, as you ate together chilling and chatting about your days, you talking more than him.

He helped you with the laundry while you washed the dishes, and the chores were finished very quickly. You went back and cuddled up on the couch, a massive ball of fur, aka your dog, resting comfortably between you two.

You heard when Jason sighed and felt his shoulders shaking, showing his impending collapse, once again. You cyy it deles him closer to you as he cried and cried. His sobs were the only thing heard in the house.

Ten minutes later, when he was calmer, you were stroking his hair in the softest way you could, making sure he would be ready to talk.

“I-i’m just so… tired. Of everything and everyone. It’s- i know it’s selfish, but i can’t help but want to just… ran away. To just stay with you and Thor and give up on the rest of the world.” He said, his words are muffled and smudgy as he holds onto you.

“I know, baby… You shouldn’t work yourself out. You’re doing too much. More than you should, and you know that. You have too much work.” She said, kissing the top of his head.

“I just- i can’t let them just, you know, alone. It’s.. i can’t.” The son of Jupiter said, crying more.

“Honey, they won’t be alone. We have Reyna and Frank and Percy and lots of other people that you can use some help from. You’re not alone. Ever.” She said, reassuringly.

“But-“

“No buts. You’re gonna take a week off, and we’re just gonna hang out here, together, with Thor. No works, no college, no Pontifex Maximus stuff. Just y/n and Jason. And that’s not a request.”

He mumbles something but snuggles closer to you. “Fine. As long as we’re together.”

a/n: i’m literally so proud of myself bro, i got to do two, TWO works today. i’m evolving boos

[brandogenius]

can I request a hc about attending an awards show (the grammys?) with jb? 😌

i can indeed darling! i’m so proud of our boys! 3 grammys they won today! couldn’t be any more prouder!

(not proofread)

HC - attending the grammys with julien!

- attending the grammys with julien is a once in a life time experience you’ll never forget

- hand in hand for photos, julien dressed in her white suit whilst you are dressed in a long black dress. black and white they compliment each other

- of course both of you break the internet by proudly showing off your hickeys on each others necks

- the atmosphere is so loud and overwhelming , it’s your first time at an award show, julien has her hands around your waist at all times.

- in a protective manner and to make sure you don’t get lost. hands on your waist or thigh. holding onto your hand. she’ll make sure you don’t get lost.

- presuming you and the boys all sit together at a table, julien and you sit beside each other. juliens hand on your thigh, reassuring you.

- holding onto juliens hand tightly with one hand and crossing your fingers in a silent prayer in the other when their categories come up

- the minute they were best rock performance winners for not strong enough you just started sobbing.

- the first thing julien does is stand up and hug you. kissing you long and softly before going up to collect her award.

- the first person julien thanks in her speech is you. talking about how you have been her rock and the most important people in her life to help her get through it all

- “i want to thank my beautiful girlfriend. the most important person to me”

- going back to their chairs after the speeches you’re dabbing your face to try and stop the tears.

- it’s such an emotional night for you and the boys. you’re so proud of them.

- second and third award for best rock song and best alternative album has you crying again you’re sure your makeup is ruined.

- yet again, julien stands up and kisses you smiling into the kiss.

- it was such an amazing night for everyone.

- going back stage with julien after the event julien holds into your hand tightly, tears stained on her face with a big grin.

- your lipstick is stained all over her face but she couldn’t care less.

- she ends up dragging you in with her to take some photos even if you ended up being a bit shy.

- spam posting on twitter during intervals you tweet about the boys winning and crying about it. rting a lot of posts

- you have a bit of a big following on twitter anyway. most of it being from being juliens girlfriend and boygenius’s no1 defender.

- boygenius twt fandom loves you. so crying on the timeline about your girlfriend winning a grammy has multiple other people crying in the comments section with you

- julien posting photos on instagram with you holding the grammys together

- going back to the hotel together both of you are still pretty emotional from the events that happened

- a tired and sleepy bath together. washing each others hair

- “i’m so proud of you julien. couldn’t be more prouder”

- the praise you give your girlfriend along with the tiredness crashing into her from the adrenaline that happened a few hours ago has her tearing up in the bathtub

- just a small emotional moment. julien realising where she is in the moment. 3 time grammy winner, in a warm bath surrounded by love and affection. it makes her heart burst with happiness

- she definitely becomes the little spoon for the night.

- the wave of emotion hitting her like a ton of bricks realising the events of today like a delayed reaction has her silently crying in your neck

- obviously you let her have her moment. letting julien melt into your chest as you run your hands through her hair. julien slowly falling asleep to the sounds of your small hums and praises

- you can only pray that next year there’ll be more grammy nominations and wins to come

im so sorry if this isn’t good :( a bit rushed! i reallt felt excited to do this and with the boys grammy wins tonight it was fresh in my mind!

[heartss4matthewq]

NOTHING TURNS TO SOMETHING (pt.2)

contains: smut, dom!chris,choking,fem!reader, fluffy at the end

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“what?”

“you heard me”

our mouths smashed into eachother with no hesitation

“i want you, chris”

“all you had to do was ask” he smirked at me

my hands were tugging at his shirt signaling what i wanted

“so, so needy”

i whined in response

in one swift motion my bottoms were off and chris was on top of me

chris pressed his hard-on onto my clothed pussy earning an impatient whine from me

“fuck, ma you see what you do to me?”

a quiet moan escaped my lips

“chris- please-“

“please what?” he teased

“touch me chris, make me yours”

he pushed my panties to the side and ran his fingers through my slick folds

“you’re so pretty like this under me, y/n” he said while smirking and looking down at me.

as he pulled his boxers off, his dick sprung out of his pants and hit his stomach.

“thats not gonna fit chris” i said while laughing lightly.

“I‘ll make it fit”

i lifted up slightly so i could take my underwear off.

he started kissing my neck and pulling off my shirt.

I moaned in his ear and kissed him once again.

chris looked so good in this state.

“so pretty, baby”

He looked at me with lust-filled eyes grabbing my waist

he ran his dick through my folds slowly pushing inside my walls.

“Oh- oh fuck so tight”

i bit my lip trying to hide the moans that were trying to escape.

“i wanna hear your pretty sounds, baby”

He grabbed my boobs with both of his hands and then sucked on them

with that i let out a loud moan, hoping matt and nick weren’t hearing us.

“Yes, fuckkkk! right there”

He started to gently rub my clit with his two fingers.

“i c-can’t holy shittt”

the sounds of his grunts and me gasping for air fill the room.

“take it baby” he groans out wrapping his hand around my throat

“baby” i clenched around him at that word

he pumps himself as deep as he can go in me.

“mmh~ fuck c-chris” i breathe out.

he smirks to himself.

he thrusts himself into me faster and rougher hitting my g-spot almost every time.

my moans grow louder the closer I got, it’s like music to chris’s ears.

he knows i’m close so he starts rubbing my clit again.

i start forming incoherent sentences because the pleasure is so overwhelming.

“come on baby i know you’re close, cum with me”

with that, i let out a loud moan releasing all over chris.

chris was still riding out his high. thrusts getting faster and sloppier

“shittt” he pulls out and cums all over my stomach

he rolls over and lays beside me.

“fuck chris that was so good” i said laying on his chest.

“so i’m not bad at sex” he says chuckling

“yeah mya doesn’t know what she’s missing out on tbh”

we got cleaned up and headed to the shower

we got into some pjs and chris handed me a shirt and some boxers.

Then we got into bed again.

“Do you like wanna cuddle?“ he asked me with this cute smile on his face.

“yes of course.“

We both started to get really tired and fell

asleep.

10:45 AM

The next morning i woke up in chris bed without him.

“what the fuck” i whispered to myself

just when i was going to get up nick and matt came through the door

“oh hey, thanks for cheering my brother up last night” matt said with a wink

“oh my. u heard that?” i said a little embarrassed

“yeah we fucking did literally threw up”

“oh umm yeah anyway where’s chris”

“he went out to the store or some shit it’s way too early so i said im not driving him anywhere so he got an uber i guess”

“i’m back” chris had flowers and a poster board that said (be my girlfriend?)

“oh and here’s apology chocolates for you and matt”

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i hope this was good bc i genuinely can’t write smut. SORRRYYY that it took so long to post anyway should i make a series??

[v44v13nna]

casual intimacy

angela girratana x fem reader

short comfort fic ig

been thinking about how much angela’s doing rn, i really hope she’s taking care of herself <3

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between the early starts, full days and late finishes, angela’s beyond tired. with her schedule full of smosh videos and livestreams, aoaoaoa recordings and with the opening week of starkids latest production Cinderellas Castle arriving, angela’s been running on empty for the past few weeks. she knows this, she feels it with the tension building on her shoulders and the persistent need to curl into bed for days. she feels herself emotionally stretched thin, exhausted after just smiling or talking.

this isn’t anything new for angela. after all, all the years she’s had from experiencing the euphoric adrenaline rush from performing is second nature, and unfortunately also along with the crashing low from it ending, often causing her to lose her voice and get sick, and yea often mildly depressed. but on this large of a scale? it’s harder than usual.

stop overthinking this, just be happy ang. angela thought, unlocking her front door. as she enters her apartment she feels herself start to fall apart at the scene in front of her.

the apartment is softly lit, spork curled up asleep on the couch as an episode ‘Buffy the Vampire Slayer’ plays on the tv. dropping her bags on the floor, and as angela walks towards the kitchen; the main source of light and life, the last of her resolve breaks. standing in front of the stove is her girlfriend (name), cooking dinner and still unaware of her presence. tearfully angela wraps her arms around (name), mumbling a soft “hey” into her back.

“hey yourself” she says, turning herself around to face angela, matching her embrace, weaving her fingers through angela’s hair “is everything okay? you want to talk about it?”.

now resting her head on her girlfriends collarbone, angela feels herself begin to spiral. guilt swirling in her stomach in fear of being a burden, for being too much. she knows she shouldn’t be thinking like this, (name) has always provided her with the open communication and support she’s always dreamed of, but the weight of her emotions is completely overwhelming. tightening her grasp on (names) waist and sighing heavily, angela mumbles “i dunno..”, a beat. “i’m just… so tired”. it’s not even of an explanation, she knows that, but she knows that her girlfriend knows her.

softly, (name) pulls away, quickly turning the heat down to low and stirring it for a final time before grabbing angela by the hand, leading her to the bathroom with a soft “come on”.

“what about dinner?” angela replies, guilt still clouding her brain. i’m being a burden again.

“it’s okay, it’s just pasta sauce, a little simmering isn’t going to hurt it my love” (name) smiles as they reach the bathroom, angela can feel her heart burn with adoration as she recognises what’s happening. a few months back when her girlfriend got really sick and was struggling, angela offered to wash her hair for her, since then, this act of service became something more. to them it meant “i love you. i care for you. im always going to be here”.

angela smiles, a wobbly and teary one as she leans forward as softly kisses her girlfriends lips, unable to verbally express the gratitude and love she feels.

“come on” (name) repeats, just as soft and patient as prior. both undressing and stepping into the warm shower, (name) rests her forehead against angela’s and mumbles a light “it’s okay”. lifting her hands to her girlfriends face, angela lets out a shaky sigh before lovingly kissing (name), indulging in the desire of abandoning everything for this moment. for the feeling of the warm water on her skin and the sensation of devotion filling her blood. for the unbridled kindness that fills her lovers soul, kindness that angela is grateful to experience every day.

breaking the kiss (name) gestures for angela to turn, running her fingers through angela’s wet curls. humming softly as she washes her hair, never breaking the silent air.

i love her. angela thinks repeatedly unable to find the energy within herself to be verbal, now sitting on the couch with the same repetitive thought, with (name) finishing the last of dinner in the kitchen. eventually (name) joins angela on the couch with the pasta, both sit curled up next to spork, in the sparsely lit room with the main light being the glow from the tv, still playing ‘Buffy the Vampire Slayer’.

turning to her partner and grasping her hand, angela sighs out “thank you, i love you” still unable to articulate her level of adoration and gratitude.

“i know, i love you too”

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a/n sorry idk what this is i did not edit this enough soz if there’s mistakes or weird sentences

[badasgirlfriend]

Everything for you

pairing: draco malfoy x ravenclaw! fem oc

genre: angst

warnings: toxic relationship, jealosy, swearing, draco being a dick

a/n: i listened to i miss u im sorry while writing this, also this is my first draco imagine pls be nice :D

part 2?

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"Draco" the young ravenclaw yells as she chases her boyfriend. She calls out his name, begging him to stop and listen to her.

But Draco is faster than her and he is able to to keep running away. He's too overwhelmed and angry to even talk to her With everything that has been going on he wishes he could just disappear without ever being found. He continues to ignore his girlfriend's calls, her voice getting fainter as he escapes into the dark.

He finds himself near the room of requirement. He was furious, he slams his fist into the wall, hard. The pain in his hand was nothing compared to the anger and jealousy he was feeling. Memories of what his friends said, of Potter flirting and dancing with his girlfriend play in Draco's mind.

"Mate, put a leash on your girlfriend. She couldn't keep her hands off Potter all night"

"They danced all night, even Slughorn thought they would make a good couple"

He thought Nott and Goyle could be lying, but why would they lie. He immediately went to the party Slughorn was holding, he wished that it was all bullshit but when he stepped in the room and saw Briar and Potter dancing, His Briar and Potter dancing and giggling, fucking giggling. He saw his girlfriend leaning and touching Potters cheek, was she going to kiss him...? He would never forget their faces when they saw him, their smiles faded so fast, it was like they got caught doing something.

He snaps out of it when he hears Briar's voice. Draco turns around to see her running towards him. She grabs his wrist before he leaves again. But Draco wasn't having any of this. He shakes Briar's hand off his wrist "What do you want"

Briar takes a step back shocked, Draco never acted like this towards her so this was new to the brunette. She didn't know what happened or what she did wrong to make him this upset.

One minute she was dancing and laughing at her friend's poor dancing and eavesdropping skills. He wanted to know what Ginny and her date were arguing over so him being nosy, he asked Briar to dance, and help him.

"What happened" she furrows her brows taking a good look at him. It has been two days since she last saw him, Briar didn't know if he was avoiding her or he was really busy with homework like Blaise told her. He looked tired and exhausted, like he hadn't slept in days. He had bags under his eyes and his face was too pale. Draco was clearly struggling with something, and Briar felt her heart breaking. All the curses she had wanted to say to him for avoiding her vanished "Are you sick Dray-" She wanted to hug and comfort him but when she went to hug him, he stepped back

"Don't.'

Briar looked at Draco with hurt and confusion on her face. This wasn't like him. Before she could say anything else he beats her to it

'How was the party, did you enjoy it?' his tone was cold and his face stern.

"The party was fine, I had a really good ti-"

"Oh I don't doubt that" he cut her off "Who wouldn't have, with Potter twirling you around whispering sweet things in your ear"

His words made Briar laugh. She couldn't believe what he had said and thought he must be joking "Yeah especially when he got on his knees and proposed to me" she jokes, but her laughter dies when she sees his face, he meant what he said.

Draco was stunned by her laughter. He thought she would be ashamed, but instead she laughed as if everything was a joke. He felt his anger growing "Im sure you wanted that"

"Draco wha-"

"After all he wants you-"

"What-"

"You want him, you'd make a good couple"

"What the hell are you talking about"

'You know damn well what the fuck Im talking about" Draco snapped, laughing and shaking his head in disbelief. Why was she acting so clueless. Why couldn't she see how much she had hurt him "You were all over him flir-"

"WHAT THE FUCK' Briar yells, she felt like she was going to explode. She was tired of the vague statements and the confusion "I don't fucking know a single thing you're making up'

The slytherin boy scoffs. he was losing control of what he was feeling. He couldn't stop thinking about all the times his girlfriend hung up with Harry, when they talked, laughed and everything.

'He deserves her' a voice says in his head 'He can protect her whereas you will only break and put her life in danger'

He didn't want to believe it, but, it was true. A knot forms on his throat. You don't deserve her, you don't deserve her, you don't deserve her

"Sorry for ruining your little party you can go back and continue making googly eyes at your precious Potter" he spits "Or maybe you'd rather be with Weasley.

Briar was taken aback at what Draco was saying. She had nothing going on with Harry they were close friends and Draco knew that, she told him from the start. He never accused her of being unfaithul during their two year relationship.

"Draco, I know you're not at your best right now, but this is hurting me" Briar says. She was trying to be understanding. She knew Draco wasn't himself, but his words hurt her. "Please don't say things you don't mean"

Draco completly ignored what she said, for once in his life he had something or rather someone Potter didn't have, Briar.

Not anymore.

"Fuck- why did you go with him" his voice broke "You know he's the only one who has something over him and you still went with him fucking hell Briar you played me well"

"We were just dancing, he-he wanted to know why Ginny and her boyfrie-"

"Stop lying you were about to kiss"

"Im not lying" she chokes up "Stop acting like a dick and listen, we weren't about to kiss, Harry doesn't even fucking like me Draco you know he's my closest friend"

Draco clicked his tounge shaking his head, he couldn't believe it, she was defending him

"Do you know what everyone was saying, that you look like a couple" Briar only stared at him with tears on her eyes, why wasn't he believing her "That you were all over him, he was all over you. That you fi- you finally got together"

Briars heart was shattering with every word her boyfriend was saying "Since when do you listen to the other people"

From the start he thinks to himself unwanted memories coming to him

'Did you hear Malfoy and Bianchi are dating"

'She can definitely do better"

"I was rooting for her and Harry man"

"I don't think they will last knowing his familys history and all"

"I thought she liked Harry"

"Why would she choose him, his family is full with death eaters, he's gonna become one sooner or later"

Yes why would she choose you Draco when she can have better

"Since my girlfriend’s name keeps getting mentioned with schools saint" he gets closer to her and sees the tears brimming in her eyes, he made her cry. "Who's next give me a hint, the Weaslys? You have options there, maybe Finnigan or my friend Zabini, huh? I wouldn't be surprised, you would go along with his mom, even share the list of the men you want to go after”

Briar felt like a little girl getting scolded by her mother, like she was in trouble for a mistake that she didn't realize she had made. After all she went through for him, did she deserve to be treated like this.

He looked at Briar and spoke through clenched teeth "Bloody hell I even went against my parents for you because you're a half blood, everything they believed in and everything they wanted, for you!"

Ouch

Draco knew he shouldn't have said those things. Blood status didn't matter to him he didn't say that because he believes it, he said that because he was angry and he wanted to hurt her. The blond boy didn't apologise or try to fix the damage he had caused. Instead, he just kept on with the attack.

If someone asked Briar who was the person standing in front of her, she would be at loss. This isn't the Draco she had fallen in love with. She didn't recognize him.

'Im not sorry" she says in a low voice, the anger and hurt appeared in her eyes as she gazed at him. She hit him on the chest "Im not sorry for dancing with my friend' hit "Im not sorry for being a halfblood" hit "Im not sorry for other people talking"

As she raised her fist to hit him again, he quickly grabbed her wrists, stopping in her tracks

"Stop" he said in a stern tone, his gaze steady and his grip firm

She didn't try to pull away her wrists, she simply stared at his eyes, blue met gray "But Im sorry for myself because I- don't deserve this"

"I've made so many sacrifices for you, given up so much for our relationship, because I love you. I've lost friends, I almost lost my relationship with my parents too. But all I wanted was to be with you, no matter the cost" she said her voice cracking and tears rolling down her cheeks and Draco wanted to do nothing more but wipe her tears.

"Yet you ruined everything" Draco's voice was cold and unfeeling, it cut through her like a knife "Like you always do"

"I didn't ruin shit" her voice was filled with anger and hurt, her hands were shaking as she grabbed him by the collar wrenching him closer to her, shouting in his face "This is all your doing, you're destroying us, because of your own insecurities"

"I could have accused you of cheating," she said, her tone still thick with emotion. "You've been so distant lately, leaving me to spend time with some other girl?"

Draco shook his head in disbelief unable to believe what she was saying, if she only knew what he was doing.

"I could have easily thought the worst," she continued, "Because you haven't even noticed that I haven't been around."

She took a shaky breath, and her eyes met his, "But I didn't, I never would."

Draco's jaw tightened as he met her gaze. He knew if he stayed more he would break down, so with that she pushed Briars hands and turned to leave.

"Draco" he stops in his track and closes his eyes at the sound of his name coming from her "Please let's talk and figure out this misunderstanding"

He thinks about it, he thinks of the aftermath and it doesn't look good on his head. It's better like this, for both of them.

Briar's chest was heaving as she tried to catch her breath, her tears falling down her cheeks. "Draco," she said through her tears, "If you leave now, it's over for us."

Draco's head was buzzing with thoughts, his emotions in turmoil. A voice in the back of his mind told him that he wasn't good enough for her, that she deserved better. She deserved someone who shared the same beliefs and values, someone who can support her in the way she deserves it. A death eater can't do that, so to protect her he chose to leave without sparing a glance at her.

A pang of heartbreak hit Briar as she watched Draco leave, her eyes blurry with tears as she tried to hold back her emotions. But then, as he disappeared out the door, the dam of tears broke and she crumpled to the ground, her face buried in her palms as she sobbed uncontrollably. As the tears fell down her cheeks, she felt a deep fear of abandonment welling up inside her.

"I didn't cheat on you, why won't you believe me," she sobbed softly, her voice trembling as she felt utterly alone. "I didn't do anything…"

For a moment, she felt a flicker of hope. Maybe Draco would come back, maybe she would be able to explain things to him again. But the thought was quickly snatched away. Nobody was there to comfort her, to tell her everything would be all right. Nobody cared.

She could hear the muffled voices of two voices arguing nearby. One voice, was sweet and gentle, while the other voice, husky but soothing. They were both very recognizable, even if she couldn't make out their words clearly.

"How in the bloody hell are we gonna find her in this bloody massive castle Granger, not very smart of you?"

"Will you stop Parkinson, she's somewhere here. Let's just look"

"There"

"3..2..1.. Happy birthday to you happy birthday dear Bria- Briar what happened" it was Pansy her best friend who immediatly went to her side, Hermione behind her trying not to trip and fall with the cake they had made for her.

Pansy took Briar's face in her hands, wiping away her tears with a gentle touch. Hermione took Briar's hand in hers, her eyes filling with tears seeing her best friend in such a state. Briar didn't say anything, she knew that if she said something right know she would end up worse Hermione and Pansy wrapped their arms around Briar tightly, their hug comforting and supportive.

It was clear that they both cared about her, and they weren't going to leave her alone to suffer. Even though it hurt to see her like this, they were trying to be strong for her, and their hugs offered a calming presence and comfort. They gave each other a worried look as they held their best friend bclose, each of them worrying about how much pain Briar must be in. But they both agreed to be there for her, no matter what.

Briar's tears continued to fall down her cheeks, but she hugged her two friends back tightly. It felt nice to have their support, and she appreciated how they were there for her in her time of need.

[domripley]

Needy

pairing: ethan page x m reader

warning: top ethan, bottom reader, anal sex, oral sex, anal fingering, enemies to fuck buddies, teasing, ethan is sassy and I love this man so much.

summary: you can’t stand ethan

prompt: “someone’s needy.”

word count: 2.5k

a/n: 1.5k of this fic had been sitting in google docs since july. for some reason I got the inspo to finish it.

a/n 2: im not writing for wrestling anymore for the mean time but i had a spark of inspo to finish this:

edited by my lovely girlfriend @specialinterestshows 🥰 | gif credit

You rolled your eyes, watching as Ethan came out to the ring to interrupt you. You hated this man with every fiber in your body, wanting nothing more than for him to go away and never come back. You knew that wasn’t an option, though, considering that the two of you were in a storyline together and it would be a while before he’d leave you alone.

”What do you want?” you snapped, standing your ground as you watched Ethan get into the ring with a mic in his hand.

”I wanted to inform you and everyone here that I just got done talking to Ava and you and I, (Your Name), have a match next Sunday at Heatwave!” he informed you as the crowd cheered so loudly that you could barely hear yourself think. You needed to win - needed to get the upper hand against Ethan.

The two of you went back and forth for a bit, eventually fighting each other before security broke the two of you up. You walked back to the locker room, needing a few minutes to yourself to calm down from all of the noise. You loved being a wrestler, but sometimes it could get a bit overwhelming.

You grabbed some of your clothes out of your bag, wanting to take a shower before you left for your hotel. You let out a sigh as the water hit you for the first time - you were still sore from your last match with Briggs and you needed a few nights of good rest. You also had to prepare for your match with Ethan next Sunday. You were stressed, but you knew everything was going to be worth it.

After your shower, you got dressed and then put your ring gear in your bag. You headed out of the venue and to your rental car. Exhausted, you decided to just go through a drive thru on your way to your hotel room. You weren’t going to stay up much longer, needing to be up early to do a few interviews and then having to hit the gym right after. This was going to be the biggest match in your career so far and you needed to make sure you were ready for it.

Finally, after an hour of traveling and getting your food, you sat down on the bed, ready to sleep. But as soon as you shut the light off near the bed, there was a knock at the door. You let out a frustrated groan, not wanting to get up; but you also didn’t want to be rude. Standing up as quickly as you could, you made your way to the door. As soon as you opened it, you were surprised to see Ethan standing in the doorway in front of you.

“What are you doing here?” you snapped as you began to close the door, before he stopped you.

”I can’t sleep. I have too many things on my mind,” Ethan shrugged, pushing his way past you. You shut the door, turning back to him with irritation on your face.

”So you come to my room because you can’t sleep? Why me?” you questioned, hoping he would leave soon. You were tired and, now, irritated.

Ethan smirked in response, “You were on my mind so I thought I’d come see you.”

You rolled your eyes, “Why?”

”Well,” Ethan started. “I think that despite what we have going on in the ring, outside of the ring… we could get along real well.”

You gave him a confused look, unsure what he meant by that. You did think he was fairly attractive, when he wasn’t constantly annoying you, but that was very seldom. You waited a few minutes to gather your thoughts - the last thing you needed was for him to get all cocky when you misunderstood what he really meant.

“What do you mean by that?” you questioned, looking at Ethan as you tried to study his face. You couldn’t tell what he was thinking, and that made you even more nervous.

Ethan licked his lips, setting his backpack down on the ground before sitting on the edge of your hotel bed. “What do you want me to mean by it?” he asked, watching as you moved closer to him.

”No, we’re not doing this,” you shook your head. “You either tell me what you meant or you can get out; there’s no beating around the bush.”

Ethan put his hands up in defense, “Hey, hey now. I was just teasing you… What has been keeping me up tonight is you, yes. But, I’ve been thinking about fucking you since we started this silly rivalry. So, yeah: there you have it.”

Your eyes widened - out of everything he could have wanted, that was the last thing you’d think he’d want from you, all things considered. You were speechless, but when the surprise wore off, you finally spoke up.

”Oh,” you said, taking a deep breath. “You do- you’ve been thinking about fucking me?”

A part of you was still skeptical, but the faint redness on his face told you that he was a little embarrassed about his confession. He nodded, licking his lips before standing up. “Well, we can pretend that this never happened and-“ he began, but you cut him off.

”Why would I want to pretend this never happened? When you’re not being an annoying fucking dick, I think you’re really hot,” you admitted, looking away from him shyly. You didn’t want to see the smirk you knew he had on his face.

”Oh, yeah?” he asked.

You rolled your eyes. “You’re so annoying.”

Ethan sat back down, watching as you followed suit. You looked at him, waiting for him to do something - anything.

“But you want me to fuck you,” he stated. “I may be annoying, but I make you horny - and if you want me to fuck you, I need to hear you say it. Be a good boy and tell me you want me, that you need me.”

You took a deep breath, not wanting to give him the satisfaction, but it was true. You wanted him to fuck you so badly and you had a feeling he wasn’t going to do it if you didn’t tell him.

“I want you to fuck me, please,” you whispered, just loud enough that he could barely hear you. You would be lying if you said you weren’t shy, hating how difficult it was to say things sometimes. Especially in moments like these.

“You want me to?” he asked.

You were glad he didn’t point out how quiet you were, knowing that would only make your shyness worse. ��I need you to fuck me, Ethan,” you whined, eyes widening with how loud your tone of voice got. Ethan seemed satisfied, placing his hand on your thigh.

“Good boy!” he praised. “Was that so hard?”

You shook your head, looking down at his lap. Ethan brought his hand up underneath your chin, forcing your head up so you could look him in his eyes. “How about you get down on your knees and use that pretty mouth on my cock.”

You nodded, rising from your seat wordlessly and getting down onto your knees in front of him. You bit your lip, watching as Ethan pulled his sweatpants down to his ankles, along with his underwear. You licked your lips at the sight of his cock.

”You like what you see, hm?” Ethan questioned. You nodded, looking up at him. You leaned in, kissing his knee, then pouted, causing him to smirk. “Tell me how much you want my cock in your mouth.”

You rolled your eyes. As much as you thought he was hot and wanted him to fuck you, you didn’t want to feed into his ego even more. Ethan was going to get more miserable to deal with, so you just looked up at him - waiting for him to give up. You had already admitted to him that you wanted him to fuck you, he really didn’t need to hear any more of what you wanted. You were a little embarrassed, having expressed how much you hated him, but yet, here you were: wanting him to fuck you.

“Well then,” Ethan began, “I guess I’ll be heading out since you don’t really want to do this.

You sighed, “Please don’t leave… I- I want your cock in my mouth, just… please.”

“Please what?” he asked, raising an eyebrow as he pretended as if he didn’t know what you were going to say.

“Please just… stop talking so fucking much,” you groaned.

To your surprise, Ethan got closer to your face - the tip of his cock was poking at your lips. You opened your mouth and he slowly pushed it into your mouth. “Fuck, your mouth feels fantastic,” Ethan bit his lip, fucking your mouth at a slow pace to push more of himself into you.

“Looks like deep down, you don’t hate me: you just wanted my cock in your mouth,” Ethan hummed, picking up his pace.

He fucked your mouth as he continued to hold eye contact with you. Ethan closed his eyes, finally breaking eye contact as he fucked your face harder. “Tap my leg if you’re good with me coming in your mouth,” he said, and you tapped his leg.

Ethan pushed your head down furth, holding it in place as he came in your mouth. He quickly pulled out, taking a deep breath as you swallowed his come.

“Fuck, you’re so hot,” Ethan panted, licking his lips. “Don’t look at me like that, give me a few minutes and I’ll fuck you.”

You rolled your eyes, “I didn’t look at you any certain way.”

Ethan raised an eyebrow, “I mean, I can just leave? I already came so it wouldn’t be that bad for me.”

You sighed, “Okay, okay. I’m sorry I gave you a look.”

Ethan looked at you in silence for a minute before smiling. “Good boy!” he teased.

You felt your cheeks heat up, standing as he took the rest of his clothes off. You pulled your shirt off, throwing it towards your suitcase before taking the rest of your clothes off as well. You turned around, a hand on your cock as Ethan raked his eyes down your body.

“How do you want me?” you asked.

You stroked your cock, watching as Ethan stood there, thinking.

“Hands and knees,” Ethan finally spoke up and you nodded. “I have lube in my red bag and a condom, if you’d like to use it,” you said as you got in position, “I’m clean, so as long as you are, I’m fine with no condom.”

Ethan nodded, walking over to your red bag, “I’m clean as well, and I want to come inside of you.”

You groaned, ”Please.”

“Good thing we’re on the same page for once,” Ethan smirked, moving so he was behind you. He brought his hand down once before grabbing your cock from underneath you. “Maybe if you behave I’ll put my mouth on this cock of yours.”

“Fuckin’ fuck-“ you moaned. You hadn’t gotten yourself off in awhile, only edging - but you weren’t going to admit that to him.

You flinched as you heard the click of the lube bottle opening. Ethan squirted some onto your asshole, causing you to hiss at how cold it was. He rubbed your entrance slowly with the pad of his thumb before switching to his pointer finger. Ethan pushed it in, waiting a moment before pushing more of his finger into your ass. With his free hand, he put more lube on his finger and your hole. Watching it go deeper into you, he groaned as his cock grew harder.

Finally, after using just one finger, he added more lube before pushing his middle finger into you. Now with the two fingers inside of you, he began moving them in and out. You took a few deep breaths, clenching your eyes shut as you focused on relaxing.

“You doing okay, (Your Name)?” Ethan asked.

You nodded, “Fuck yes, need your cock in me.”

“One more finger and I’ll take you, okay?” Ethan asked, his voice noticeably soft.

“Okay,” you moaned as he added more lube.

Ethan slowly pushed a third finger into you, rubbing your lower back as he got it in all the way. “Good boy,” he praised. “You’re almost ready for my cock.”

He fucked your ass with his fingers roughly, leaning down to bite at your ass before finally pulling his fingers out. You groaned, frustrated with how close you were. “Fuck, come on,” you sighed, earning a slap to your ass.

”Someone’s needy,” Ethan chuckled, lubing his cock. “You don’t get to act like you’re in charge here, understood?”

You nodded as he lubed and lined up his cock to your entrance. “Yes, I understand.”

Ethan pushed the tip in, waiting a few moments before moving inch by inch into you. He took his time and, even though you should have been thankful, you were growing impatient. Once he was all the way inside of you, he slowly pulled halfway out. Ethan added more lube before pushing all the way inside of you once more.

“God you feel amazing,” Ethan whimpered. “Let me know when you’re good so I can start fucking you.”

You reached down to wrap your hand around your cock, “Please- you can just- fuck me.”

Ethan hummed, “Your wish is my command, baby boy.”

Ethan began to fuck you at a slow pace and although you wanted more, you were just glad he was finally doing something. You began to fuck him back, wanting to give him the signal that he could fuck you harder now. He finally got the idea, grabbing your hips as he began to fuck you harder.

“Fuck,” you cried out. “Feels so fuckin’ good.”

Ethan hummed in agreement, focusing on the pace he was fucking you at. You stroked your cock to meet his movements, trying your best to keep yourself propped up. You instead laid yourself down, keeping your back arched so you were more comfortable.

“A good fucking boy for me, aren’t you?” Ethan asked. You nodded but it wasn’t good enough for Ethan. He stopped fucking you, smirking as you whimpered.

“I’m a good boy for you!” you cried out.

Ethan continued to fuck you and as you grew closer to your orgasm, you whimpered. “Please don’t stop, please, fuck, I’m so close.”

“Not gonna stop, fuck, gonna fucking come inside this ass,” Ethan moaned.

You came, fucking yourself harder against his cock. Ethan bit his lip, thrusting into you a few more times until he came inside of you.

“F- Fuck,” Ethan whimpered. “Fuck.”

Ethan pulled out of you, sitting on the edge of the bed as you moved so you could sit up.

“That was…” you trailed off, trying to catch your breath.

“So fucking good,” Ethan finished your sentence. “We have to do that again sometime.”

You nodded. “I still think you’re annoying as fuck though.”

Ethan smirked, “Good.”

[tinyidle]

nice try - cmy x ysh

warning: smut ofc, floor sex (? sounds uncomfortable ngel) some bdsm with emphases on d and s, consensual force (light and moderate manhandling, light choking, slapping, etc), facesitting, semi-faileddom!miyeon, sub!miyeon, overwhelmed miyeon, failedsub!shuhua, harddom!shuhua, reference to g!p, a bit mean ngl, fiction ofc, not really proofread but if you read my stuff you should know that by now

a/n: warning: cursing because im ranting-

fucking tumblr somehow deleted the ask i was looking for to start the series, then i couldnt get into my holo acc to make sure my draft wouldn't be lost. stupid piece of dumbass motherfucking piece of tech dipshit- anywho... enjoy this nice little drabble i created :)

"unnie, what are you- woah!"

shuhua was immediately tackled to the ground. before she could understand her surroundings and what was going on, miyeon had already put a hand on her shoulder, putting a finger in front of her lips in a shush manner.

it was completely dark around them and shuhua couldn't see a thing-- not even miyeon's face or chest in the light from the cracked door of the nearby bedroom. she invites her eldest member to her house, expecting to chill, and this is what she does? why is so rowdy al of a sudden?

while shuhua was trying to take the reigns of whatever was going on, miyeon somehow shifted her way from the maknae's stomach (where she pinned shuhua from under her legs) to just above her lips. she lowered herself just slightly down before lightly grinding on the maknae's face.

ohhh shuhua realized. "you want to take control this time, myeonnie?" she asked with a slight smirk on her face, using her hands to grip the older's hips.

doing her best to be in control while answering the younger's question, miyeon grabbed a hold of shuhua's hands and pinned them down before nodding at her. she carefully stood up, doing her best to avoid shuhua's splayed out raven-colored hair on the ground. "stay there," miyeon ordered as she took off her shorts and panties to gently fold them and lay them next to the dresser.

"yes, ma'am," shuhua replied like a mock soldier, doing a mini salute as miyeon was in the middle of undressing and folding. the older giggled before leaning down to give the younger a kiss. once she pulled away from shuhua, miyeon carefully got back down to the maknae's flushed face, all vulnerable and ready for her. gathering her hair in one so that she could rest her knees on each side of her ears, miyeon knelt all the way down until she felt her lower lips connect with shuhua's upper lips.

it felt very intimate, yet the aura was meant to be sensual as miyeon slowly grinded on shuhua's mouth. when miyeon wasn't getting lost at the feel of the younger's face, she'd order shuhua to 'open your mouth and stick your tongue' flat, coupled with some 'make sure your nose touches my clit' and 'stay still while i bounce on you'.

"ahh, yes, that feels so good," the older exclaimed, throwing her head back while she moved her hips to the invisible rhythm of sex in her mind. shuhua, being ordered not to touch herself, was getting rather frustrated. sure, she loved feeling her girlfriend's juices on her tongue and loved the sounds she was making, but she was getting tired of not being able to move or touch or order anything or anyone around.

something had to give.

raising her arms a little to shake off the 'lazy-numb' feeling, she held miyeon's hips and forced it onto her mouth; as she was previously teasing her for the upteenth time. "my turn," shuhua mumbled into miyeon's puffy cunt, with the older now squealing and attempting to get shuhua to behave for her.

her attempts were reigning futile. "shuhw- aaah, please don't stop. right there-" she went from demanding to pleading, just as shuhua got miyeon to turn around and sit on her face with her ass to her this time. pulling off of miyeon's cunt, shuhua smacked her ass. "ow!" miyeon exclaimed, going to rub her sore bottom before shuhua smacked her center right after, making miyeon moan in the pleasurable pain.

shuhua smirked before raising her hand up to the back of miyeon's neck, lightly putting pressure on it. she lifted her self up while miyeon's lap shifted down onto shuhua's. "you've been bad for teasing me, myeonnie. how are you going to make it up to me?"

miyeon whimpered before gasping as shuhua's other hand gripped her clothed breast, squeezing it firmly. "ill-- suck daddy off to make her happy."

shuhua simply smiled. "good." she roughly let go of miyeon altogether, allowing the older to scramble to get the younger's lower undergarments off. "and don't do any funny business, either."

[kyday]

Solace | Kate Bishop

Summary: It's one of those nights again where Kate disappears and doesn't come back until it's early morning. You have finally had enough. warnings: bad writing (sorry not sorry), few swear words. light angst with a happy ending. enjoy!! wordcount: 1200+ ------------------

Katiee 💘: hey love, i know you’re at work right now, but im just telling you that ill be busy the entire day. I have so much to do today so i might not be able to open my phone as often.

You: hi babyyy, its fine. i get it,  just make sure to text me once everything  is over, okay? love you.

Katiee 💘: of course, dont worry. love you too, mwuah! 9:23 am

It was 11:34 pm, the flickering lights of NYC fluttered outside your window, and the constant noise of cars passing by was nothing new. You had been up all night waiting for a reply from your girlfriend, Kate.

Her last reply was in the morning, after that— radio silence. Her silence was unnerving, although you had gotten used to her doing this, it never was this drastic. You kept opening your phone every time it turned on, expecting it was her message, but still; nothing.

You: babyy, are you free noww? if not, i hope you finish up soon. mwuah. 6:02 pm

You:

heyy, i know this is probably just one of your busy days but are you donee? lucky misses you already.  text me when you get this. 7:35 pm 

You:

kate, Im getting worried. you haven't been answering the entire day. is everything fine? please text me once you see this. 9:00 pm

You:

Kate??? Please tell me you’re okay. I'm worried sick. 9:58 pm

You anxiously paced around your bedroom, at the corner of the room Lucky was sleeping on his bed. He was planning on staying up with you but at 10 pm he accidentally fell asleep. You make your way to the dining room, leaving a light on— you’ll wait for Kate here.

You can feel your eyes slowly giving up, trying to keep yourself up— you try to rub your face to stay awake a bit more. 

This hasn’t been the first time Kate has done this. Ever since last year when she hit that large bell tower, she had changed. There were times you often pretended to not know when she had cuts or bruises— she was a bad liar. You can often see her limping or wincing every time she moves.

You never questioned her about it though. You didn't want to overwhelm her especially since her mother got sent to jail for murdering people. But ever since that— it seemed like she was burying herself in her work more and more. The cuts or bruises were more visible, you remember when she didn't come home for a day and she blamed it on her cousin who was in town and wanted some tour around NYC.

Right as you were about to fall asleep, you heard the sound of keys clattering and curses being mumbled as the person entered the front door. You recognized the voice to be Kate. “Fuck, fuck fuck.” 

She stopped in her tracks when she saw you standing in front of the couch. There was a moment of silence between you, “Where the hell have you been?” You questioned in disbelief. She puts down her bow on the nearest table, you watch her intently.

“The company had me go overtime since there were extra projects due. Look, I sorry-” 

She explains but you quickly cut her off. “Oh my god, then why the hell do you bring your fucking bow or why couldn't you even text me once? Do you think I'm stupid Kate?” She sighs, massaging her temple.

“Y/n, let's not do this right now.” She mumbles, giving you a tired look. “I'm tired, we can talk about this in the morning.” You shook your head immediately.

You stepped closer to her. “No, we are talking about this now. Because in the morning you’ll be gone even before I wake up. Goddamit, I'm not oblivious! I know that your work isn't from seven am to eleven fucking pm!” Kate is starting to become more irritated with you, trying to bite her tongue from saying anything.

“What the hell are you hiding from me? I was worried sick, I waited up until what? Eleve-” You look at the clock. 12:10 am. “Its fucking midnight!” Kate knows she deserves this, but she's tired, way too tired to fight right now.

“Who said you had to fucking wait for me?” She replies, stunning you.

You let out a sarcastic laugh, “Oh my god, maybe because I'm your girlfriend, Kate! Have you ever thought of that?”

As the tension in the room thickened, Kate's expression softened, and she let out a heavy sigh. "I'm sorry, okay? I didn't mean to worry you," she said, her voice tinged with exhaustion. "I know I've been distant lately, and I haven't been completely honest with you."

You can feel your frustration, but you are also worried. “Then why, Kate? Why do you keep shutting me out? Why are you not telling me the truth?” Kate looks down in guilt, her superhero duties have been such a huge thing for her that she forgot her true priority, you.

“I haven't been honest with you..” She starts off.

“No shit Sherlock.” You mumble, earning a smile from her.

She coughs, “I know this may uh- this may seem unbelievable but I've been working with Hawkeye to bring this organization down.” She stopped to see your reaction, but your face was like stone. “And just— today we were so close to getting them but they got away.” Kate continues, her voice turning into a whisper at the end, you can hear the disappointment in her voice.

“But you didn't have to hide it from me, Kate.” You start, tears welled up in Kate’s eyes.

“I didn't want to make you worry, I'm so sorry.” She whispers.

You walk over to her and wipe her tears. “I'm always worrying about you, you know that. It doesn't matter how crazy your story is. Hell, if you told me you were fighting aliens, I would believe you. Because I trust you, Kate. And I need you to put that same trust in me.” You explain, hugging her.

You can feel her nod against your chest. “No more secrets, okay?” 

“Okay.” She mumbles, latching onto you.

You chuckle, “Come on, we can cuddle in bed.” She protests for a second, saying she wants to lie down on the floor. But you manage to convince her into going to the bedroom for cuddles.

She plops down on the mattress, and you follow behind her. “I'm sorry again, I won't do it again, love.” She looks up at your eyes, you smile at her. 

“It's okay now. Just go to bed, okay?” She nods, and she inches closer to you before pressing her lips onto yours. “Goodnight baby.”

“Goodnight love.” Kate mumbles tiredly, cuddling up to you. And for a moment, the loud cars outside quieted down, and the bright city lights weren't so bright anymore. 

Kate realized that she could only have this comfort with you.

[thetriplets3]

Please, please, please do 25 with Chris!!!

🫂 back hugs 🫂

It’s been a busy past few days between flying to Anaheim for you and your brothers to attend vidcon, going to Disney, which in and of itself was enough for me, and now we’re backstage at Summer Set in Chicago.

I can’t wipe the smile off my face. Since high school you’ve been saying your dream is to meet Skies and here you are on stage singing with him. I’m filming the whole thing like the proud girlfriend I am. This past year has been insane, you’ve met so many people you’ve always dreamed of meeting, you’ve had so much success with youtube and your brand. I’m just so incredibly proud knowing you’re accomplishing everything you’ve ever dreamed of. Skies pulls you into a final hug before you run off stage with the biggest smile on your face.

“Holy shit that did not just happen” you shout over the loud music to your brothers and I. We share your excitement by hugging you and telling you how incredible that was to watch. We continue standing backstage watching the rest of skies set. The past few days have finally caught up to me and I’m growing tired and overwhelmed from the constant traveling. Not wanting to take away from your moment I keep my complaints about being exhausted to myself as I wrap my arms around your waist, nuzzling my head in between your shoulders after pressing a kiss to your back.

Your hands are quick to find their way to mine, resting them on top. Mindlessly your hands starts fiddling with the rings that adorned my fingers. Twisting and sliding them on and off. This subtle action is enough to melt my heart, knowing playing with them is probably helping relax you. You gently sway your body, causing our bodies to move as one as he plays “Name in the Sand”. Tightening my arms, I gave you a little squeeze, I love this song. You respond by bringing my hands to your lips to press kisses to them.

need your love, it’s my drug

when I’m down, lift me up

Gently grabbing ahold of one of my wrists, you pull me around your body and wrap me in a tight hug with your arms around my shoulders.

“I’m so proud of you love! It makes me so happy seeing you living out all your dreams. You’ve worked so hard for everything you truly deserve the world” I say, just loud enough for you to hear.

“I’m glad I get to experience all of my dreams with you by my side. Thank you for always being so supportive, you mean the world to me. I love you” you tell me, planting a kiss to the top of my head as we continue moving to the beat of the music.

There’s no one else I’d rather experience life with. I’m beyond happy and proud of you for knowing what you want in life and going after it.

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