#do ya thing babes xx

[r3m-ster]

hello girlies i need someone to explain how each emotion can really feel

[teamatsumu]

was i meant to love you? (last part)

pairing: miya osamu x reader

summary: the kanji on your arm says miya atsumu’s name. but every fiber of your being is in love with his twin brother.

word count: 1501

warnings: swearing, some angst, happy ending

tags: @hadukada @utopiamiroh @angstylittleb1tch @sassycheesecake @i-have-no-life-charlie @tsukiran-blog @mommyourcall420 @ak-aaa-li @ti-mame @ellesalazar @seijaelee @hiraethwa

a/n: this is so late im so sorry writers block is a little bitch but omg this is the last part! I hope you all like it xx

previous part // series masterlist

The living room was hardly silent, between the sitcom playing on TV and Atsumu’s incredibly loud chewing, but it still felt like the air was thick and still around you. You were sure it was just you, and not Atsumu who felt this way. It likely had to do with your apprehension, trying to prepare yourself for the topic at hand. You remembered Osamu’s words, drawing confidence from his encouragement. You tried to revise in your head how to approach this, but your bravery was failing you.

How the hell were you supposed to tell your soulmate that you weren’t in love with him?

Osamu’s platonic soulmates theory didn’t sound all too convincing to you, but hearing that it came from Kita did give you some confidence. You were sure Kita would never put forth an idea that he didn’t consider to have merit. So maybe there was some weight to his words. You were still on the fence though. It all depended on what Atsumu had to say about it.

Speaking of, you watched Atsumu slurp down his ramen like it was his last meal on earth, and you could empathize with him. His routine was grueling. A lot went into being a pro athlete, much more than you could have anticipated. You almost felt bad for springing this on him after a tiring day when he was trying to wind down. But you didn’t exactly have any other opportunity for it.

You cleared your throat and shifted in place, turning so you were facing Atsumu instead of the TV. He turned to look at you, slurping up a noodle dangling from his mouth before licking his lips and giving you a look.

“I need to talk to you about something.” You fidgeted with your fingers, unable to look him in the eye. Atsumu seemed to freeze, leaning forward to place his bowl on the coffee table before facing you and giving you his full attention. Somehow that made it harder for you to get the words out. Your mouth opened and closed like a dumb goldfish. Several moments passed.

Atsumu’s hand landed on top of your own, halting the nervous movements of your fingers. You closed your eyes, feeling a sudden wave of shame wash over you.

“Just say it.” He spoke gently, as if understanding the turmoil going on in your head. You looked up at him, at the calming brown of his eyes and the soft curl of his mouth, and you felt yourself tear up.

“You don’t deserve this.” You breathed, shaking your head. “I can’t do this to you. I’m a horrible person.”

His lip ticked up in a little smile. “Ya gotta give me more than that, babe. I have no idea what yer talkin’ about.”

“I don’t-” You felt the words pour out of you like vomit. “I don’t think I love you. Not like I should. And it’s tearing me apart because I care for you so much and Osamu told me about this thing called platonic soulmates which sounds like bullshit, I know, but it explains the way I’m feeling! But sometimes I just feel like I’m a bad person and this is my way of justifying it-”

“Wait-”

“And I do love you. So much Tsumu, you’re my closest friend and you understand me so well but I don’t feel it romantically at all, which is so fucked up-”

“Hey!” You stopped short, staring at the man before you with teary eyes. You expected him to look horrified. Maybe confused. Definitely hurt. But all you saw was amusement.

“Ya gotta cool it.” He grinned, running a hand through your hair while the other squeezed yours comfortingly.

“S-sorry.” You choked out, sniffling a bit.

Atsumu sighed, staring down at your joined hands. The moment was silent except your wet sniffles, and the very low volume of the TV playing in the background. You watched as Atsumu smiled a bit.

“I’m relieved.” He spoke up, and you blinked at his words. “I always thought I was a fuckin’ asshole, ya know? ‘Cause yer so beautiful and a great person. But kissing ya was kinda painful.”

You gasped. “Hey!”

“Yer telling me the thought of layin’ a smooch on me didn’t make ya wanna barf?” Atsumu retaliated, and you fell silent, still sneering. He chuckled a bit, shaking his head.

“What did ya say it was called?”

“Platonic soulmates.”

Atsumu hummed. “Makes sense. Yer my best friend.”

You smiled at that, squeezing his hand. “And you’re mine.”

When he opened his arms, you fell into them, reveling in his embrace. Somehow, it felt ten times better than any time you had hugged him. You figured it had to do with the fact that your chronic guilt was not bothering you anymore. You buried your face in Atsumu’s neck.

“I love ya.”

“I love you, too.”

A bout of silence.

“But not like that.”

You let out a laugh. “I get it, Tsumu.”

“Just wanted ta make it clear.”

“Shut up.”

And he did. You smiled and settled into him, feeling lighter than you had in years.

……………………

When Osamu saw the look on Atsumu’s face, he immediately froze. He knew, in that instant, that you had talked to his brother. He just knew Atsumu too well to not know any change in his demeanor. And his demeanor had definitely changed. Except it wasn’t the change he was expecting.

Atsumu looked more relaxed. Happier, even? Maybe that was going too far. But then his twin was grinning up at him and settling into a stool in front of the counter, and Osamu could no longer ignore the spring in his step.

“What’s got ya so preppy?” He tested, trying not to build up his hope. Atsumu grinned.

“I just got answers ta some really old questions.” He replied, and Osamu raised an eyebrow.

“Wanna tell me what yer talkin’ about?”

And Atsumu did, sounding jovial, and with a light tone. Osamu stayed rock still as he spoke, unable to believe that Atsumu too had felt this way his whole life. He was almost shocked that he had missed such a huge part of his brother’s feelings, but it was overshadowed by the kindling of hope in his chest at the prospect that he could actually be with the girl he loved.

So when Atsumu had stopped talking, and Osamu had served him a plate of fresh Onigiri, he worked up the courage to drop another bomb on his twin. One that was arguably worse than the Platonic Soulmates one.

“Tsumu,” he began. “What do ya think about her datin’…. someone else?”

“Hm?” Atsumu looked up at his brother. “Why? She like someone?”

Osamu nodded, swallowing the lump in his throat. He finally let the words leave his mouth.

“M-me.”

Atsumu stopped eating then, eyes meeting Osamu’s. Osamu felt like he was holding his breath, heart racing.

“I like her too. Uh, it’s- I’ve liked her for a while. Didn’t do anythin’ for obvious reasons, ya know.”

Atsumu sighed, turning back to his plate. He bit into another rice ball.

“What is this? Kimchi mayo? It’s real good.”

Osamu blinked, trying to fight off his incredulity in favor of staring down his brother.

“Are ya for real?”

Atsumu rolled his eyes. “Samu, ‘m not really shocked. It’s pretty obvious ya got a thing for her. And I don’t have anything with her at all, so if ya wanna date, go ahead.”

Then he gave Osamu a lopsided grin, and Osamu felt like everything in the universe had just fallen into place.

“Ya better not break her heart though. She’s still my soulmate.”

Osamu’s smile was genuine. His relief was immense. He felt almost stupid with joy at that point. And he realized he gave Atsumu far less credit than his due. His brother had just stumped him completely, and he couldn’t be more grateful.

“I won’t.”

………………….

Your and Osamu’s first kiss wasn’t anything to write home about. It was at a train station, rushed and messy, so quick that you almost didn’t feel it. It was immediately followed by a feeling of regret, panic and guilt. Something you both wanted so bad, but couldn’t have. So forbidden that it broke your heart into pieces.

Your second kiss was the exact opposite in every single way. Everything that had broken your heart seemed to mend now. Heart and stomachs both full after the wonderful date you had just been on, when Osamu finally leaned down to press his lips on yours. It felt like every fiber of your body had been pulled taut and then released, and your hands felt shaky as you finally allowed them to run over his body. His own grip was worryingly tight, arms enveloping you completely, not that you minded. You reveled in the feeling of his mouth, hoping you never stopped kissing him. Hoping he never let you go.

The kiss did end. But he never let you go.

[holidaywishes]

lilacs and ice cream

Requested: 👍

Summary/Request: Idk if your taking requests but, If you could (if your doing it) write something about Bo Bichette again please, preferably with a gn or fem reader. I’ve read everything that I can read about him that also applies with me.

Author's Note: Alright, @goodiesinthecloset21, I'm gonna do my best with this one. I want to add that I know absolutely nothing about baseball so any terminology is the work of a quick Google search or something I've heard in a movie. Anyway, I know that you sent your request like a million years ago so I hope after all this time, it gives you a bit of what you're looking for. I decided to do something softer this time, more fluff, since the last one was smut but let me know if that's not the way you wanted it to go and I can give it another shot. Thanks babe! Love ya, stay golden!

P.S. some of this is kinda giving “strained family relationship” which was unintentional, so I’m sorry about that. Hopefully, that doesn’t take away from the story.

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xx

Summer in Toronto was beautiful. You loved the way the flowers bloomed, the bright purples popping against the bright green grass; even on the smoggiest days. There was only ever one thing missing - someone to share it with. That is, until Bo came into your life. You had gone to the baseball game with your family begrudgingly, but the seats were good and you knew it was something that your dad had wanted for a long time

“I just want to be in that stadium,” he’d say at least twice a month for most of your life, “just once. To see a game and watch the Jays win”

It was nice to see him, and the rest of your family, so happy. You watched the game, intermittently laughing at your dad as he tried to start a wave that barely made it past your section, or when he spilled his popcorn after jumping up in excitement. You really started to get into it around the 3rd inning, the crowd was getting loud and rowdy and it started to rub off on you. By the time the game ended, you were beaming with excitement, so much so that you weren’t watching where you were going and you somehow walked right into a crowd of people.

“Oh my goodness I’m so sorry!” you laughed, “I guess that’ll teach me to watch where I’m going next time”

“That’s alright,” one voice said, “are you okay?”

“I’m fine. A bit embarrassed maybe,” you added before finally looking up to see who you’d bumped into. Speechless when you saw Bo Bichette smiling back at you, “but you know…” you continued, trying not to blush as you stared, “fine”

“Glad to hear it,” he said cheerfully before his teammates called him to the bus that was waiting for them, “don’t go running into anybody else now.” You watched for a second while he hopped on the bus, feeling a small tug on your arm from your mom pulling you towards your family

“(Y/N), come on, what are you doing?” she laughed

“Yeah, yeah,” you answered distractedly, “I’m coming.” Your mind wandered to that encounter all through your family meal and you weren’t sure you could ever forget it - or that you wanted to.

xx

It had been nearly a week since you bumped into Bo Bichette at the Jays game. Honestly, it kept you going during your boring serving shifts at the pub you worked at.

“I mean it was a fun story,” your co-worker, Brit, smirked as she leaned against the wall where you were cleaning a table, “but don’t you think you should be over it by now? I mean.. it was a chance encounter,” she teased, “we don’t live in a rom-com”

“I’m sorry,” you laughed in return, “but it’s one of the more exciting things that have happened in my life. And.. yeah, maybe I’ve been single for a little longer than I would like.” Brit gave you an almost pitiful look before the door was burst open by a loud crowd of men, laughing amongst themselves before stopping at the host stand to ask for a table; you could only watch for a moment as they were directed to your section before you were pulled away to run food. When you finally got to the table of boastful boys, you noticed who exactly they were

“Well, hello again,” Bo smiled as he greeted you, “I was hoping I'd see you again. Maybe get a name this time?”

“H-h-hi,” you stammered, as you looked at him until you realized you should probably be professional, “hi, I'm (Y/N),” you course-corrected, “I'll be your server today. How is everyone doing today?” It was an awkward segue but you didn't know what to do

“Hi, (Y/N), I'm Bo. Nice to meet you,” he said, introducing himself in return and it calmed you down enough for you to... not look like a complete moron when doing your job, “officially.” You felt a blush creep across your face as you continued to take everyone’s orders. When you finally left the table, you exhaled sharply while your co-workers giggled

“I can’t believe this,” you whispered to yourself, “this is insane”

“It’s gonna be fine,” your friend said with a smile, “think of it this way: you’re finally continuing your rom-com”

“Come on, Brit,” you replied, hanging your head, “this isn’t funny. I’m too flustered to give them… to be a good server”

“You’ll be great!” she continued, “just be your bubbly self. They’re just people, don’t think of them otherwise”

“Yeah, just people,” you repeated, “incredibly well-known, well-recognizable, wealthy people”

“You know you also have other tables…” one of your other co-workers, who had been listening to the entire conversation, interjected, forcing you to snap out of your pity party

“SHIT!” you said quietly, rushing out to check on your tables, refilling water glasses and clearing plates where needed, all the while keeping an eye on the players of the Toronto Blue Jays. At some point in the night, the host came to grab you

“(Y/N), they’re asking for you,” the host said, “I don’t think they’re upset but they don’t want to talk to anyone else. Not even the managers”

“How long ago did they ask?” you asked

“Like less than a minute” she answered

“And they’re not upset?”

“No.. I mean I don’t think so but maybe they’re pretending? Being ‘polite mad’?” You chuckled a bit before thanking her and heading back to them, greeting them happily, making sure everything was alright

“We just wanted to ask you a question” Bo smiled

“Bo wanted to ask you a question,” one of the others clarified, and your interest was suddenly peaked

“Ah, okay,” you returned, placing your hand on the back of Bo’s chair, “what’s the question?”

“What are you doing after your shift?” he asked

“It’ll be late,” you admitted with a chuckle, “so I’ll probably be going to bed”

“What time are you off?”

“I’m on a split tonight, so I’m here until at least 10pm” you replied

“Do you work tomorrow?” Bo continued, earning a shy smile from you

“Tomorrow’s my day off. I hardly ever work Sundays”

“Are you free around.. noon?”

“Sure,” you said, “for what?”

“There’s this path I love hiking, how do you feel about that?” you said that would be great, both of you smiling at each other, almost completely ignoring everyone at the table. It took you until you got into the kitchen that you realized you had just been asked out on a date - ‘I guess it has been a while’ you thought - and now you didn’t know how to act. Bo was the one who confirmed the date, leaving you with a blush that covered your whole face; you were sure it looked like you were having an allergic reaction but you hoped he wasn't embarrassed of you...

“I'll see you tomorrow” you managed to get out after what felt like an eternity

“Tomorrow,” he said with a smile, walking backward as he left the pub, keeping his eyes locked on you until one of his teammates turned him around so he didn't hurt himself by running into the door.

xx

You woke up the next morning and practically hopped out of bed, immediately texting Brit

“Did I dream Bo Bichette asking me out on a date?” you asked

“No,” she replied plainly, after about 10 minutes

“I'm going hiking with a professional athlete today?”

“Yes”

“WHAT DO I DO?!”

“First of all,” she started a string of texts, “it's 8 in the morning, calm down.” You chuckled at her text, knowing that she had probably bitterly rolled out of bed after hearing the chime of her phone, “second, what do you mean what do you do? You go on a date with Professional Baseball Player, Bo Bichette”

“Okay.. sure," you typed, “but what do I wear?”

“You're going on a hike. Don't wear jeans”

“Thank you for that”

“Always here to help”

“I should start getting ready...”

“Again, it's 8AM” she repeated

“And the date is at noon...”

“Yeah”

“You don't need four hours to get ready”

“I need to shower”

“20 minutes”

“I have to find an outfit”

“5 minutes, 10 max”

“I have to do my hair and make myself look presentable”

“We'll say 30 minutes to be safe”

“I have to eat something...” You were grasping now but what could you do, you were nervous

“Maybe he's planning on taking you somewhere after the hike?” she countered, "I don't think eating before a hike is recommended”

“BRIT!” you text-shouted, "I'm freaking out. I don't want to be freaking out but I am. I don't want to make a fool of myself. Or him...”

“Okay, okay, okay,” you could practically hear her sigh through the screen, "you're not going to make a fool of yourself or him. No one's gonna be made a fool today. But you don't need to worry so much. Wear a pair of shorts, the ones you really like, bring a bandana or something - to get your hair off your neck a bit but also to get rid of any sweat you don't want him to see - and make sure you wear sneakers. Don't wear boots or flip-flops. And sunscreen. Always wear sunscreen!” You thanked her quickly, jokingly saying that you were glad she was finally getting on board, and placed your phone back on its charger before hopping in the shower.

“Maybe Brit was wrong. Maybe this really was a mistake…” you grumbled to yourself as you fixed your outfit in the mirror, nearly jumping out of your skin when the doorbell rang. You tried to be as calm as you could, letting out a deep exhale before answering the door

“Hey!” Bo said with a wide smile

“Hi,” you said simply, any doubt you had was now replaced with butterflies in your stomach - being nervous was so basic but you couldn’t help it.

“I.. you ready?” He stammered. It made you feel better that he seemed a little out of his element as well

“Let me just grab a water bottle” you smiled, leaving the door open as you ran to the kitchen; a way of saying ‘you can come in, judge my apartment a little if you want,’ but you were maybe just a little too quick.

“Let’s get going then,” he remarked happily and the two of you were on your way. You weren’t sure what to expect with this hike but Bo using the word path led you to believe it wouldn’t be that bad - which would be ideal since the last time you properly went hiking would be at least 5 years ago. However, it turns out, you forgot to take into account that Bo Bichette was, in fact, Bo Bichette: Professional MLBer. In the middle of the hike, you leaned against a tree, claiming you needed the shade

“I forgot to put on sunscreen and I don't want to burn,” you falsely claimed, catching your breath as Bo leaned against the tree with you

“Sure,” he smirked, bringing out his water bottle to take a sip, “I mean I don't burn as easily but we can stay in the shade.” Once you had finally evened out your breathing, you took a sip of water and looked out at the path that you were about to continue walking

“It's beautiful out here,” you smiled, leading both of you back onto the path at a slower pace now, “I can tell why you like it so much”

“I almost brought you flowers, lilacs,” he gestured to the flowers on the path, “but I knew the path and I knew there would be lilacs here, so I decided against it”

“Aww,” you said, pouting slightly to hopefully show how cute you thought it was, “that's really sweet. I would've appreciated it either way but I'm glad I got to see this first”

“I chose right then?” he asked eagerly

“Yes,"”you smiled, “you chose right.” Bo kept your pace for the rest of the walk but you could tell it was not what he was used to and you felt a little silly not telling him you hadn't been hiking in so long. “I'm sorry that this wasn't a very.. exciting hike,” you laughed uncomfortably, “I haven't been on a trail of any kind in about 5 years. I used to do a lot more physical activity and then I guess I just kinda... stopped”

“That's okay,” he smiled in return as the trail came to an end, “it was nice to see it at this pace. Yes, I do typically go a bit faster,” he laughed to himself, “but I don't always take in the beauty of the actual walk. So, I guess I should thank you”

“You're very welcome,” you returned jokingly and he bowed to add to the humour. The two of you finally got to the car and you hesitated as to what was going to happen next

“Everything okay?” he asked, noticing your reluctance to open the door

“I just... had a really good time,” you admitted, “I'm wondering, I guess, what's next?”

“What do you mean?”

“Are we going somewhere else or should we end it here?” you said, “I mean, sorry,” you continued awkwardly, “I don't want to be presumptuous. I'm just flushed”

“What would you like to do?” he smirked

“Whatever you had planned” you admitted

“Then, I think we should go get some ice cream,” he offered, “I know a great place nearby.” You happily agreed before hopping into the passenger seat of the car. You felt butterflies the entire car ride to the ice cream shop and tried not to stare at him too often but would occasionally catch him looking back at you.

“Is Rocky Road your usual choice?” you asked, as you scooped a bit of your favourite into a spoon and bringing it to your mouth

“No,” he admitted, “I’ve never actually had it. I just wanted to try it”

“And…?” you giggled, “what do you think?”

“It’s okay,” he laughed, “I’ve had better but I’ve also had worse.” You smiled at his words and continued eating your own ice cream, taking in the pastel colours of the parlour at the same time, when you heard Bo giggle slightly; your attention immediately drawn back to him

“What?” you blushed

“You just have…” he began, gesturing to his mouth and it took you a minute to understand that you must have ice cream around your mouth.

“Oh,” you said in surprise, tinged with embarrassment, but his finger soon grazed your lip, wiping away the small mess there. “Thank you,” you whispered in this unbelievable rom-com moment, his finger lingering slightly before he cleared his throat and removed it

“My pleasure” he grinned. You wondered if there might be a kiss but let him take the lead - you didn’t want to set expectations. As he drove you home, you couldn’t help think how sweet this all was - the walk, the lilacs, the ice cream, the moment - but the one thought that kept sticking in your mind was: I really hope there's a second date. He walked you to the door to your apartment building, stopping short of entering the lobby, “I had a really nice time”

“I did too,” you returned, “thank you for… everything. It’s been one of the best dates I’ve had in the city”

“I’m glad,” he smiled, reminding you of your first meeting, “maybe we can do it again?” You felt giddiness take over you and you rushed to agree, hoping that did not throw him off. “Perfect,” he finally said after what felt like a long pause, “then I think the lake is open. It’s another physical activity, I know, but paddle boats are always fun. What do you say?” The smile that spread across your face felt like it might consume you and all you could do was nod your head in agreement, “I will pick you up tomorrow then, same time?”

“I’ll bring the sunscreen,” you joked, “I wouldn’t want to burn.” He smiled at you lightly before placing a small kiss to your cheek, a feeling you’d think about until the very moment he picked you up for each and every date.

[boowritess]

Gaz and The Unaware Three

kyle "gaz" garrick x gn!reader

a/n: i really fucking love gaz bro, and i whipped this outta my brain instead of my essay but uwu. tbh it's a mess, but it's my mess. hope ya'll enjoy and are safe xx drink water, and get some rests babes!

when it came to going on breaks, everyone knew that gaz went home, assuming he went by family. i mean it made sense didn't it? there were times he was on the phone texting someone, when asking who it was, and he just casually responds that it was someone from home. that was normal. why second guess that. another moment he was wrapping up a phone call, "alright, yes i will remember! it's my sisters birthday of course i will! okay. i love you. love you. g'night."

"was that your mummy? missing your mummy gaz?" soap teased watching the younger male pocket his phone. gaz playfully stared daggers at him,

"nah it wasn't, it was yours she just rang me to ask when i-"

"don't ya dare finish that sentence-"

"when i'll give her a son she'll actually love!" he booked it, soap close behind.

"aye! ya wee git!"

other than that, there was no telltale sign that he was in a relationship. thing is they would've known. right? i mean they spend every waking minute with one another, they woulda known. of course, they each were allowed to keep things to themselves, but to task 141, it was gaz! gaz was their unoffical but offical baby of the group! and were inherently protective of him without even realizing. heck one drunk night ghost and price surrounded the poor lad.

"gaz- kid- listen," price huffed, leaning close to gaz, putting a heavy hand on his shoulder, smelling heavily of whiskey and cigars, "i just want you to be happy with whoever! okay?" then he stabbed a finger in his chest, attempting to give him a serious stare, "i don't give a fuck who- who you- ah fuck, ghost?"

ghost, who had been looming over gaz had been nodding along with price's word and as soon as the captain faltered he stepped in, words slurred, "we will kill them if they ever hurt you? m'kay, gaz? gotit? and we don't give a FUCK what they identify as-"

"oi! i do-"

"shut up!" ghost put a gloved hand on gaz's other shoulder, leaning down, "i don't give a fuck whomever they are. if they hurt you- i can get rid of their body-"

it was laswell who came to gaz rescue, "hey see! if it's a women, laswell will beat her up if the witch hurts ya!" price hooraed, rising a glass in the air. laswell shaking her head, a smile on her face. the next morning, ghost said not one word, and price pretended he didn't remember anything from that night.

so, they all just think he's single.

till one mission gaz gets hurt and sent to the hospital. when they went to check on him they expected to see his family, but upon entering the hospital room, it was clear there had been people, with the amount of flowers, balloons and cards. but other than that it was just gaz.

making themselves known, they fell into conversation with the healing male, who suffered from a bullet wound and a broken leg. moments later the door to the room opened, you came in carrying a duffel bag, eyes focused on the items in the bag.

"okay, i washed your clothes and i packed some stuff that'll be easy for you to put on over the cast and yes i got your boxers with the kittens on them- oh, shoot." your heart jumped, seeing not just your partner staring at you, but three others, faces you immediately recognized from the photos gaz had sent you, "hi! oh sorry for Interrupting!" you beamed, sending them a large smile. "i'll just put this down and leave you's too it!"

soap was the one to jump up, feigning the persona of a perfect gentleman he grabbed the bag from you, "here, let me. are you gaz's sibling? can't be you're too pretty to be related to that." he grinned.

"oi!" gaz yelled, "soap get your ugly face away from my partner would you?"

everyone's jaw dropped. when you entered they assumed you could've been a friend of his, not really peicing that you could've been a partner and in their opinion, you were way out've his league.

"piss off! no, that's not your partner." ghost grumbled leaning back in the chair.

"excuse me what's that supposed to mean? babe, y'know what leave! they don't deserve to meet you- i'll see ya later." he exclaimed trying to wave you away.

"nonsense," soap scolded throwing an arm over your shoulder and bringing you further into the room, dropping the bag on the dresser. you grinned at gaz as the other two men got to their feet, gaz face still held one of being upset but his eyes were burning with happiness as he watched.

ghost and price loomed over you at first you thought it was tactic to intimidate you but now being this close, you could tell they were buzzing in excitement as they stared at you, "captain price and ghost? right? so which one of you said that you'd kill me if i hurt, gaz?" you grinned, ghost eyes slightly widened.

"that was him." price nodded to the masked man.

"price i thought you didn't remember that night?" ghost growled glaring at the male, who shrugged ignoring him.

you giggled, "it's fine, i'm happy to know gaz has you both to protect him. i'm y/n." shaking hands with both men who surprisingly, gently clasped yours. soap appearing at the otherside of price eagerly shook your hand.

"i'm-"

"soap. yes, i've uh, heard some things about you." you say amused.

"can you lot stop huddling my parnter?" gaz huffed watching the display. but they backed off, returning to their seats as you went over to sit beside him on the bed, pecking his cheek.

"awe, gaz ya talk bout us?" soap cooed.

"good things?"

"oh always cap." gaz confirmed, but when price looked at you, you subtly shook your head, only to quickly nod when gaz looked at you. "right babe?"

"mhm." you hummed. "most definitely."

it was safe to say that the meeting went well. gaz was practically beaming the whole time you and task 141 talked, especially bursting with happiness to see how much they enjoyed your company. your personality, and easy going attitude, even made ghost relaxed enough to join in on the conversations even providing a couple of jokes making the others roll their eyes, but he smiled in triumph behind the balaclava as you laughed.

"babe, it wasn't that good." gaz groaned, an arm around your waist. his fingers mindlessly drumming against your body. you shushed him, leaning into him a little.

soap sat up, "alright, alright- i got one!" but as soon as he went to say it, your alarm went off indicating it was time to go back to work.

"sorry, soap, how bout you tell me next time?" you say rising from the bed, gaz reluctantly letting you go.

"i'll save it just for you." he grinned.

"i'm holding you to that. alright, i will see you after work." you smile, going to kiss gaz's cheek only for him to turn and capture your lips. you blushed pulling away and seeing the men stare at you both, and you swore they had hearts in their eyes. "it was lovely to finally meet you all! will i see you all later?"

price shrugged getting to his feet the others doing the same, "not sure but just incase, we'll see you next time, yeah?"

"alright then!" you grinned, then surprising price you pulled him in for a quick hug. doing the same to soap.

when you pulled away he grinned, "y'know i wouldn't mind a cheeky kiss-"

"ghost, hit him." gaz scowled.

"on it." he nodded taking a step towards soap who actually let out a yelp, which made the man let out a low chuckle. he turned to you, you went to go hug him too but stopped,

"gaz mentioned something about how you threw someone to the ground because they tried to hug you?"

ghost's eyes crinkled ever so slightly, breifly flickering to the blushing Scotsman. "right." he confirmed watching as you stuck out a hand instead, his gloved one meeting it.

"well it was nice to meet you." stepping away, price went with you to the door, your eyes locked with the man in the bed, who stared at you with big eyes and a small smile on his face. "love you." you grinned, blowing him a kiss.

and cheesily, he caught it. "love you!" he called as price closed the door behind you. once gone, his smile on his face remained, feeling all giddy on the inside as he still felt your warmth and your softness. yet he was jerked out've his head when a hand rested on his leg, specifically the injured one. his heart jumped seeing the three men staring down at him from the end of the bed, eyes like daggers. "what? what'd i do!?"

it was ghost to speak up, "you hurt them and i'll kill ya gaz."

"or they can replace you in the task force instead." price added.

"or both."

"or both." price confirmed. soap nodded in agreement, folding his arms.

gaz stared at them confused, "weren't you lot the one to threaten them? if they hurt me?" he said exasperated.

"yeah nah, not any more lad." price grinned. "they seem smart, it would be you who woulda did something."

"oh my gosh," gaz groaned rubbing his face, "nurse! nurse! these men are a threat to my mental health!" they all grinned, backing off into their prior position. if anything, they were happy for him but had questions.

espeically price, "now why the heck didn't you tell us about them earlier?" he huffed, somewhat offended that he didn't know.

gaz shurgged, "it wasn't on purpose, cap! i actually thought you lot knew that i was atleast seeing someone. i mean who'd ya think i was goin home too all the time, or on the phone with?"

"your mum?" soap murmered genuinely serious, making gaz eyes roll.

"well i'm glad you lot like them." he licked his lips, sheepishly looking round the room, "i want you's to be around them more before i..." he drawled, fingers nervously playing with the hospital blanket.

"spit it out kid!" ghost growled.

"before i ask them to marry me!" he blurted out. soap got up, grabbing gaz by the shoulder.

"do it. do it right now. ring them. y'know what, i'll ring them."

"stand down, soap." price grinned. "why ya want us to be round them more before you ask them, anyway?"

gaz shrugged, feeling vulnerable and it was just because of his injuries. "dunno, well-" he sighed, "cause you lot are my family and i want to be with someone that you all atleast approve off."

"oh mate. they could probably do way better than you." soap shrugged, relaxing the tension in the room.

"fuck off! fuck you! i take it back!"

"aw, gaz. didn't know we meant that much too ya." ghost cooed. "but johnny's right, they could do way better." he teased.

"fuck this! i regret saying anything! nurse! nah i'm actually calling for the nurse now and saying i'm being bullied." gaz huffed face slightly flushed but the teasing didn't cease from soap or ghost, as they leaned closer to poke at the younger male. price leaned back in the chair happily watching.

♡

[louisisalarrie]

The lack of larry receipts in recent years is a bit frustrating because i LOVE hearing the stupid little things someone witnessed them do it makes them seem more real if that makes sense haha

Do you think people are more scared to break NDA’s

After the past few years, Harry has blown up to an extent that’s just… wild. His amount of fame requires so much more legal work to it, to protect his image, brand identity, finances, family, personal life, music/copyright/sync deals, rumours, leaked photos and sightings that shouldn’t be discussed, and the NDAs are just way more intense.

As an example, for Harry’s tour, I had to sign like a 30 page NDA contract, and so did everyone who would potentially be exposed to any sightings/hints of his private life (for example, overhearing a larry phone call etc.), and yeah… I didn’t have to do that with Louis, funnily enough. I’m under an NDA as part of my job as it stands, but very rarely do I see an artist also give us one on top of that to protect them. It’s full on. His team are tight, strict, and kinda spooky and intimidating with their legal side of things. More so than so many artists (of a similar fame/subject to similar rumours) that I’ve worked with that just.. havent provided us with that extra NDA.

It truly goes to show how protected Harry is now, and that’s why pretty much all of the photos we get of him now are obviously staged/papped/very occasional fan sightings. Obviously he’s not sitting in his room in London 24/7 and the second he walks out he’s getting photographed… he’s getting around quietly because his team allows him to do so, essentially. And while im sure he doesn’t like the closeting, he likes the privacy.

But I do miss larry receipts too! I feel ya babe xx

[rabbittf2x]

I love your hc's so much hon! TW FOR CSA// Could you please do some hc's of Scout comforting his S/O who was a CSA survivor? Maybe during intercourse or sexual situations, she gets triggered by certain things? Another one (that I personally suffer from) is hypersexuality and Scout with a S/O who suffers from it because of her past? If this is too graphic for you to write could you do some comfort fluff of Scout comforting his S/O when she has a breakdown :)? Thank you again! mwah!

Thank u sm that makes me so happy to know!😊💖 I hope u don’t mind I didn’t actually specify what reader was upset about. It’s all up to u guys xx

Scout comforting Reader

You were dwelling on the past again. It seemed as if every little traumatic event in your life was hammering down on you at once. You sat on the edge of your bed and hugged your knees. Tears fell uncontrollably from your cheeks as you bowed your head and sobbed

Scout was just passing by your room when he heard your little cries from outside the door. He froze in place, a deep frown forming on his young features. He stood there awkwardly for a few moments, trying to figure out what to do

Scout knocked softly, then peeked his head through the door. Your own shot up from your knees, and stared at him through teary eyes

“Hey, babe… can I come in?” He asked nervously

You furiously wiped your tears away with your arms, offering a tiny nod. “Yeah…” you croaked wetly

Scout slid through the crack in your door and shut it carefully behind him. He shuffled over to sit next to you, your bed sinking under his weight. You didn’t look up at him, frowning to yourself as the tears still slipped down

“So, uh…” Scout started, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly. “You wanna talk about it?” He asked

You hugged your knees tighter to your chest, still not looking at your boyfriend. After a few moments of thought, you slowly shook your head

“Okay.” Scout replied

You sniffled, wiping away more tears that wouldn’t let up. Before he could say anything else, you inched closer and wrapped your arms around him. Scout tensed up as you cried into his shoulder. He hesitantly hugged back, calling your name worriedly

“Hold me,” you whimpered against him. “Just please hold me.”

Scout was somehow speechless. His face was so soft and laced with nothing but concern for you. He tightened the grip he had around you and pulled your head into his chest. Your shoulders were wracked with sobs as you cried against him

“Hey, hey. It’s… it’s okay, baby. You’ll be alright. I gotcha, okay?” Scout cooed

You lifted your head from his chest and threw your arms around his neck, running a hand through his hair. “Thank you, Scout. I’m sorry.” You sniffled

“Oh! Baby, no.” Scout uttered back, gliding his hands down your back. “Don’t say ya sorry. Don’t be. It’s okay!” He assured

You pulled away slightly to finally gaze into his blue eyes. “I love you.” You smiled softly

[sarahrogersevans]

Heyy how are you! In love with your work 😍 kinda have a request ❤

Imagine yn with a sprained ankle and chris being out of town for a day. She's working her ass off to every single thing including taking their kids to school and teaching dance to her students. Chris gets to know about it and gets angry about it. And they have a big fat fight about it.

Just Please Be More Careful- Husband! Chris Evans xreader fan fic request

Summary: Reader has a sprained ankle but is still taking her kids to school and teaching her dance class and Chris finds out and gets upset but because he just really worries about his wife

Warnings: angst, mention of a small argument, fluff, mentions of pain, overprotective Chris! a lot of sweet fluff, let me know if I missed anything

One morning on my way to teach one of my dance classes I got a sprained ankle from tripping but I really didn’t wanna have time to take off from work and I didn’t wanna burden Chris to take our kids to school when he’s already so busy with his job. I got my morning coffee and helped Chris get the kids up though I had to ignore how my ankle was hurting really bad and I would try and not make any noise when I put weight on it though I Chris was starting to get concerned.

I was walking our kids Emily and Daniel to the car to take them to school and Chris noticed I was walking a bit slow and said “hey honey you ok there?” I turned to look over my husband Chris who was standing over by his car and I smiled and said “hey babe yea I’m ok I’m just a bit tired this morning that’s all, ok kids get in the car let’s go.” Chris came over to say goodbye for the day and kissed me and said “I’ll call you later when I’m on my way home.” I hugged him and said “alright sounds good honey have a good day I love you.” Chris waved to the kids and said “bye guys see you tonight ok? Be good.”

Later after I dropped the kids off at school I got to my dance class and I put my stuff away and said “everyone ready?” They all nodded but later on I noticed my ankle was starting to hurt worse than before and I went over to my assistant and said “hey Molly could you take over? I hurt my ankle and I need to go to the doctor.” Molly said “oh hey, yea of course! Feel better Y/N be careful!”

I drove to the doctor and got my ankle in a cast and I got home after picking up the kids and I sat in bed and heard Chris get in and he walked into our shared bedroom and said “oh god there you are, I went to your class looking for you Y/N what are you doing back here so early?” I nervously uncovered my ankle and I said “my ankle is sprained and I tried to still teach my class but I had Molly my assistant take over and I went to the ER & they said to rest it for a week I didn’t wanna bother with it since it didn’t hurt as bad at first but I’m sorry I didn’t say anything..”

Chris had his hands on his hips and said “baby you shouldn’t overwork yourself like that and really need to be more careful I don’t want you hurting yourself. What if something happened to you?” Chris seemed frustrated and walked out of the room for a minute and I felt so guilty and I started crying.

Chris walked back in and noticed the state I was and carefully came over to sit by me and said “oh honey hey.. I’m sorry bubba hey come here I shouldn’t have yelled..” I scooted closer to him and he wrapped his arms around me and I said “you’re right Chris I’m sorry I should be more careful I shouldn’t be so stupid..” Chris said “hey it’s ok Y/N I love you so much I just.. I really worry about you and the kids I just.. just please be more careful ok? You’re my wife I love you so much.” I hugged Chris tight and said “I promise I will, I love you too.”

Here ya go luv xx 😊 hope you like it🤍

@chrisevansdaughter

@jessybarnes

@nana1000night

@fluffycutecevans

@marvelstarker-mha98

[acapelladitty]

I was wondering if in theory you would ever write for Waylon Jones?

Already ahead of ya, babes!

"Do You Think You Deserve This?" (nsfw)

Snippet (nsfw)

Three Sentence Fic (sfw)

Cold (sfw)

Killer Croc Birthday Gifts (sfw)

These are the ones i could find atm but tumblr is a hole at allowing you to easily find tagged things lol xx

[ellecdc]

🧺

crap i just sent this without the emoji like a dingus pls delete that one im sorry!!

hi baby! how are you doing sweet thing?? i hope you are your pets are doing well, that you are taking care of yourself and that the job is still jobbing. i haven't been around in forever and i feel like i've missed sooo much, including the start of the 2000 celebration!?!? blasphemous.

so how could i not participate in matchmaker?? the idea of THE elle judging me and pairing me with our lovely wizards and witches made me all mushy.

so! my favorite colors as of right now are orangy-red, cornflower blue, and brown.

favorite things to do are reading (duh), going on hikes, last minute dinner dates with my friends, having long philosophical conversations about life, drawing and doing art while a lil blazed, and dancing and singing to whatever music obsession of the week (rn it's erykah badu, sade, 90s rap n hip hop, kendrick. led zepplin always)

my favorite movies are fantastic mr. fox, juno, grey gardens, and shrek. my all time favorite shows are the muppet show and adventure time, but i also love phineas and ferb, ouran hs host club (for nostalgia), and the calarts short film finals when they come out (highly recommend, they are all on youtube and INCREDIBLE).

 i love elephants fish, and bears for animals (it's so hard to choose!).

hope i didn't ramble to much, it's hard to keep your essence concise lol.

love ya babes <3 and thank you in advance! -ʕ⁠·⁠ᴥ⁠·⁠ʔ

(ps to flip this on you i ship you with remus and barty! i feel like you have enough feisty-ness and also relaxed energy/common sense to either compliment remus really well, or to ground barty but not diminish his chaos. i also think your intelligence would mesh really well with these absolute geniuses lol. like writing really well worded, beautiful letters to eachother type couples :D)

OMG GUYS I GOT MATCHED!!!!! & I AM SO NOT MAD ABOUT MY OPTIONSSSSSS xx

babe you are so James coded it's not even funny so I have to say him and maybe Regulus [because I think you'd help yank him out of his shell]

I see Jamie as being a philosophical dude as well and would maybe ask the most deep [or the most ridiculous] questions while stoned. I think Regulus would love to do art with youuuu

the shows and movies are all James coded tbh and I think Regulus would make fun of you for it but watch it dutifully anyways [& he'd love Shrek, regardless of what he says about it]

thanks so much for being here with me! and thanks for playing AND matching me!!!! xx

[the1975attheirverybest]

had a personal experience with that matthew mf, we were in a gc together and barely talked w him, all he’d do is respond to my stories. then suddenly smth inside him snapped and he tried to cancel me and my friend bc apparently she was “transphobic” for joking about her own gender journey and me.. I was just her friend. AN IRL FRIEND AT THAT.. and apparently we were triggering him with the topics of alcohol and drug use, yet I never spoke to him about such thing or didn’t ever speak about it in the said gc. one time I really talked to him, was when he replied me to my story about the bombings in my country and I basically explained the whole experience I had, how I literally had to live under constant air attacks and how I lost everything when my house got blown up, how I had to move all the time after that, and this mf had the courage to say “ I know what you mean” and proceed to talk about how he had to move bc his dad got a different job in a slightly poorer area and that they bought a different house and oh no they were junkies on the street😭😭😭 very very sane comparison to a literal war. very grounded and sane to try and cancel ppl on their PERSONAL account (it’s not even my fan acc he was trying to cancel me on, but my acc for family and friends where I post fucking pictures of flowers😭). hope you’re well, just know this person is fucked in the head, love ya xx

also, this after he posted screenshots of mine and my friend’s personal conversations with him, lovely.

OH ALSO date I mention no one in the gc agreed with the shit he was on and everyone was making fun of him while he literally was still in it from his stupid ahh burner acc literally stalking us… can he get any more creepy, posting random screenshots of me venting to the gc.. okay…

Hey, thank you so much for sending this 🤍💖

HOLY FUCKIN HELL BROOOO!!! he’s fuckin insane. This actually pretty much confirms what I have learned about his ass from looking at posts and stuff that he says online. Privileged piece of shit.

I’m so so sorry about your home and having to live under attack. I hope you’re well and safe now ? If there’s anything that any of us on here can do (a gofundme or something?) to support you and your family please don’t hesitate to let us know. Stay safe babes. 💕 I’m so sorry that you have to deal with the likes of this jackass during such a difficult time. His sheltered ass could never comprehend. Please don’t let his making light of your circumstances and his prejudice affect you. There are way more compassionate folks out there than there are garbage people like him.

All the love. I’m always here if you need anything <3

[ilovetulips]

Hi there! Would you be able to post a one shot where steve is pretty cocky and flirtatious but and the reader is just pretty shy and easily flustered. And she goes to family video and unexpectedly meets Robin and Steve working there, even though they are all aware steve and the reader both have crushes on each other! xx

steve harrington x fem!reader

You’ve got to admit, when you’re not fighting inter-dimensional monsters Hawkins can be pretty boring. You’re sick of laying in your room all day, struggling to find ‘normal teenager’ activities. The closest thing you have to normality is your overwhelming crush on none other than Steve Harrington.

It’s essentially a right of passage in Hawkins, to have a crush on him. But can you blame everyone? The perfect combination of soft hair to soft lips is just so enticing. It’s hard to get them off your mind when the only thing you’re doing is thinking about him.

Every time you close your eyes, you see his dark pupils looking back at you. Inviting you in the explore them, but only falling back to reality when you literally fall off of your bed after crawling forward to engage in your fantasy. So, you decide you’ve had enough mushy Steve Harrington thoughts for the day and you’re going to watch a movie.

You pull up to the new and improved ‘Family Video’ store your friends had recommended. You don’t really care what movie you watch, you’re just bored. After fixing yourself to look more socially acceptable, you begin your journey to find the best vhs the store has to offer.

The small chime of the bell as you open the door grabs the attention of the two bickering workers behind the desk, temporarily stopping their small argument. It takes a while for your eyes to adjust to the dull lighting, but when they do they focus on none other than the man you were trying to distract yourself from.

A slow smirk graces his face while your eyes widen with slight horror. Robin instantly is overwhelmed with joy, picking up on both of your mutual crushes weeks ago. Despite the fact Steve had already told her, and they were quite literally arguing over when Steve was going to tell you before your entrance, Robin still firmly believed she picked up on it herself.

“Shit.” you and Steve both mutter to yourselves in unison, quiet enough for both of you to dismiss it as settling noise. “Hey, guys. I… uhm. I didn’t know you worked here.” Your voice comes out strained as the bubble in your throat stays permanent and unmoved.

“Oh yeah, been working here for a while now. Right, Robs?” Steve turns to look at Robin, who is staring right at you with a great big smile plastered on her features. “Oh yeahhh… a while. How can we— Steve help you, [Y/N]?” The short haired girl states.

“Just lookin’ for something to cure my boredom.” You say to her with a laugh before facing Steve.

“I’ve got a few solutions for that one sweetheart.”

You stutter instantly, encased in a trance as your rosey cheeks turn a deep shade of pink.

“Just messin’ with ya, [Y/N]. You don’t have to look so…” When did he stand next to you? And when did the store get so hot? “…flustered.” He whispered into your ear with a pat on your head.

You look up at him with doe eyes that drive him insane. The girl of his dreams, staring up at him with her teeth grazing her bottom lip. He knew it wasn’t purposeful, and you were just shy but he thought you were the prettiest girl he’d ever seen. The façade of an innocent act only drew him in more. His racing thoughts in sync with his heartbeat are rudely interrupted by Robin’s loud, and rather obnoxious gagging sound. Both of your heads snap up to her; you being both shocked and pretty unresponsive, while Steve showing emotions of annoyance and anger.

“One sec babe, just need to talk to Robin real quick. Then I’m all yours.” Steve trails off with a wink before shoving Robin into the break room, leaving you red-faced and warm. Just when you’d thought your crush couldn’t get any worse, it did. Why did he have to be such a tease?

“What do you think you’re doing? Huh? Interrupting me and [Y/N] like that… I thought you wanted me to make moves!” Steve says while pacing back and forth, explaining with his arms flailing about yet being wary of the girl standing just outside.

“You’re so stupid Steve. ‘Course I want you to make moves! But basically eye-fucking each other in the middle of the store is not okay! I don’t want to see that. Gross.” Robin says, almost too loudly as Steve launches forwards to cover her mouth.

“Eye— Eye-fucking? What’re you saying? God you just— ugh!” He says, stressed out. He leaves the short haired girl in the break room, before making his way back to you.

“Sorry gorgeous, Robin jus’ being Robin. What movie are you looking for?” Steve asks with a sincere smile while sitting on the counter.

“You got anything scary? Horror section or something?” You work up the courage to ask the floppy haired boy in front of you.

“Yeah, ‘course we do. Follow me.” Steve says with a jump as he flops from the desk and plods over to the small section dedicated to horror movies. “We got… The Shining, The Exorcist—“

“Holy shit! You’ve got The Evil Dead? This store is the best… hot employees, great movies. Like seriously, this place is heaven on earth!” You say excitedly, picking up your favourite movie. Not realising what you said, and not expecting Steve to trap you against the shelf between his arms.

“Hot employees, eh?” You hadn’t even clicked until you’d seen that stupid smirk on his face. “You’re cute when you’re all blushy.” He tucks a loose strand of hair behind your ear as you look up in shock.

You’re so pretty, he can’t let someone else have you. “Listen… how ‘bout I give you a special deal?” His heart is hammering in his chest. He catches a small glimpse of a nosey Robin listening in from the desk, an encouraging thumbs up being lifted into the air from her.

“Hm?” You hiccup. He smells of musky vanilla, and a slight hint of mint. You’re completely intoxicated by him, a permanent red blush staining your cheeks as he holds your jaw in his hand.

“I give you that movie for free… and I come ‘round your place tonight. We can watch it together? Sound good, doll?” He says, confidence dripping from every syllable.

“Mhm… I would love that.” How you said that in such close proximity is beyond you, yet you’re glad you had to guts to say it. Smiles slip onto both of your faces as Robin squeals with excitement.

“Go Harrington! You made your move!” She shouted at him, causing him to smile lightly at you before chasing after her.

“Robin, you’re dead. Dead!” He seethes, while she runs between aisles of vhs tapes to narrowly escape her impending ‘doom’.

Your chest erupts into giggles watching the two green vested workers run around the store like little kids. You watch them in adoration as Steve nimbly grabs her by the waist platonically, taking caution not to hurt her as she laughs in his arms. You could only wish that were you.

Little do you know, Steve wishes it were you in his arms too.

[xsamuu]

ᵀᴼᴷᵞᴼ ᴿᴱᵛ ᶜᴴᴬᴿᴬᶜᵀᴱᴿˢ ᴬᴺᴰ ᵀᴴᴱᴵᴿ ᴸᴼᵛᴱ ᴸᴬᴺᴳᵁᴬᴳᴱˢ PART 1 :>

ᶜᴴᴬᴿᴬᶜᵀᴱᴿˢ- Mikey, Draken, Inui <33

💌ᴺᴼᵀᴱˢ- This idea was soo fun to do so this will be a multiple part kind of thing. Tysmmm @trixminx for writing this with me I had so much fun and can’t wait to start part 2 💕💕 (we did this on google docs and there are bloopers of us just being stupid yall lemme know if ya wanna see those too oke oke baiiii)

ᵂᴬᴿᴺᴵᴺᴳˢ- None loves 😫💕

Sano Manjiro (Mikey) ➤ Words of Affirmation

Mikey loves everything about you

You’re his home, his protector, the love and light of his life

He just can’t say it

He tries so hard as well </3

Probably has a plethora of nicknames and petnames for you which are the most unheard of like ‘my silk pillowcase’ or ‘ my lil lampshade’ 🥺

‘I think you look like a sexy motorcycle VROOM VROOM’

He tries to be cute and says ‘UwU no one else could come up with half the names I come up with sweets’ but gets mad when he hears Takamichi stole a name for Hina >:( Originality: lost.

Really appreciates a s/o who can communicate their feeling properly

Yall have a little self day talk every month on a Friday or Saturday with lots of snacks and good times after

He likes making his own little language with you even though it makes no sense to anyone but him.

Just tell him he’s pretty and special and how much you need him <3

Overall he cares so so much that there isn’t a normal way for him to say it, ‘A simple love you would be boring, right pretty’ -w-

Ryuguji Ken (Draken) ➤ Acts of Service

At his smol smol age this guy was taking care of mikey, all he knows is service -free up draken man 😔-

He likes to give, he’s a giver ok!!

Although he likes feeling appreciated and being with someone who tries just as much as he does

That’s his bread and butter 😌

It’s hard for him to express his feelings through words so why not use actions to show you his love ❤️

In truth it’s the small things that help nurture his infatuation with you tbh.

You offer to help out at the shop, run a bath for him when he’s tired or sick those lil domestic things UvU

‘Babe did you put my phone on charge before you left x?’

‘Yeah you fell asleep watching Netflix again xx’

Sometimes when both of you are way too tired your both still trying to help the other ‘ lemme make you something to eat real qui-‘ ‘no it’s fine I’m running you a bat-‘ ‘that’s kind and all but I’ve laid out the massage kit and al-‘ you too will keep going on till you both agree to jump in the bath and eat grapes.

Inui Seishu ➤ physical Touch/ Quality Time

Lil meow meow Inui ain’t the loudest in the bunch but you need to remember to give lil meow meow his daily kisses and hugs or he might wilt

This boy is so touched starved please 😫

He loves when you trace over his scar while giving little butterfly kisses and gush about how pretty he is ✨

Ideally a perfect Saturday night for you two is you hands in his hair, him laying in between your legs on tiktok

THIS BOY AIN'T SHY DON'T LET HIM FOOL YOU HE LIVES FOR DRAMA. LOVE AND HIPHOP, KEEPING UP WITH THE KARDASHIANS, RUPAUL YOU NAME IT, HE’LL BE THERE FACE MASK LAID AND ROBE WRAPPED

HE CAN GOSSIP FOR GOD ABOVE AND WILL RIP YOUR DOG AND SISTER APART

He is so easily influenced too sometimes when you come over when it gets quiet and he’s just doing something you’ll hear a lil ‘misssss vangieeee’ ‘MISSSSS VANGIEEEEE’ but he can and will deny it with his life 🌚

‘BABE OH MY GOD THEY SENT LAGANGA HOME HURRY’

‘NO SHE WAS THE HYPE OF THE SEASON!! PAUSE IT IM STILL PISSING’

He loves how he can be himself around you and he hopes you feel the same— spoiler alert you do <33

In the comfort of your home y’all are secretly talking about everyone and their mums it’s a real problem but it’s cute

Live, laugh and loving in heels all day you and lil meow meow try on drag looks on each other, no one said they were good but they were enough for you two

When you’ve been gone for so long and forget to give him his daily lil kiss and cuddle he’s hang around like a cat waiting for food, rolling around and sticking his head in your face until you realize what he wants

‘awww babe you just wanted a hug, why didn’t you say so ☺️’

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Choices

Summary:Anakin's decisions force you to make a choice you dreaded making. (Happy ending)

Pairings: Anakin Skywalker x Y/n reader

Wordcount:2,800+

A/n: This came to me while watching To all the boys  I   loved before , not that it has anything to do or any inspo but it just did and  I   actually loved that show and the books so  I   definitely recommend! Anywho,  I   hope you all enjoy and thank you for reading!xx

Anakin Skywalker Masterlist

You never wanted to admit defeat, you wished you had enough strength to turn your cheek one more time hoping the next would be different.

But something told you things would never change.

Even through it all you understood why he’d always chosen her, she was beautiful, kind, and the senator of Naboo.

Anakin swore there was nothing between them anymore, she was married to someone else for god sake and he was with you.

But his actions spoke louder than his words ever could, every single time.

The only difference was this time he had crossed the line.

You sat at home with the now cold dinner in front of you and the candle almost burnt out, so you decided to call Anakin worried something was wrong at the temple.

“Hey hon whats up?” he said casually.

“Hey babe,  I   was just wondering where you were. It's getting pretty late.” you whispered.

“Oh sorry did  I   forget? Padme called, she got arrested in Scipio im on my way to get her out.” he said casually.

Your stomach dropped, He forgot your anniversary.

“Oh, um okay.” you said quietly covering your mouth to cover the sobs.

“ I   should be back in a day or less. Is everything alright? You don't usually call this late.” he said questioning the call.

Clearing your throat you tried your best to sound normal, “No, yeah  I   um  I   just made dinner, it's your favorite but it's okay.” It was not okay.

Suddenly it hit Anakin like a ton of bricks, your anniversary.

“Shit, babe  I‘m so sorry  I will make it up to you as soon as we get back, it's just that Padme needed my help and  I   can’t say no.” he said, he felt like total shit.

“Mhm yeah I‘ll see ya bye Anikin.” you said as swiftly as you could not giving him a chance to reply.

You couldn't, by then the tears were rolling and your sobs were uncontrollable and all you wanted to do was cry.

“ I   lo-” Anakin tried saying before you hung up on him, you’d never gone a day without saying  I   love you.

You always said no matter what you’d always say  I   love you at least once before the end of the day.

Anakin knew better than to let you go to sleep that way so he tried calling again but to no avail you didn't answer.

How could you? You couldn't face him in the state you were in, show him that you were jealous, broken, and destroyed because of his choices.

The pit in his stomach began to grow and he began feeling sick to his stomach. Suddenly he wished he could take it all back and not have been such an idiot.

Send someone else to retrieve the senator.

Anakin settled for a text instead.

Ani:  I  ‘m so sorry babe,  I   promise  I  ‘ll make it up to you,  I   love you.

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Sighing, Anakin threw his phone to the side as his nerves began to build up and he wanted to go back home immediately.

Anakin spent the rest of the mission annoyed and impatient as it felt like Padme and Clovis kept adding things to the list and he was ready to go home.

He still tried texting and calling but now you weren't even opening his messages.

You couldn't, your heart hurt just looking at his name pop up after you made your own choice to leave.

As much as you wanted to believe his words you couldn't, giving it another chance meant giving him another chance to do it again and your heart just couldn't take it anymore.

You thought you could do it, when he asked you to marry him you thought it would finally be Y/n and Anakin.

But it’s inevitable, for him there will always be Padme and she will always come first.

And you’d given up, it all felt too one sided for you to keep fighting, the missed birthdays, family dinners, and now your anniversary.

Marrying him only sealed the deal even more and you just couldn't do it, it felt like you were saying  I   do to marrying Padme.

So you made the choice to leave, packing your things before he came back and leaving a note on the nightstand with your engagement ring. You took one last look at the home you built together and left.

Not having anyone else in Coruscant you went back home to Mandalore where your sister accepted you with open arms.

Satine knew of your issues with Anakin but she only hoped they would improve for your sake, she was sad to see they didn't.

She reminded you it was alright but all you felt was shame,and cowardness by not being able to face him and tell him how you felt face to face.

You couldn’t bring yourself to stay and wait around so that he could talk about what they did or how great she handled her mission.

You couldn't keep up the charade anymore, not when it felt like she had always been his choice.

Since then it had been two days and Anakin had finally landed in Coruscant.

He didn't even wait for the chancellor or Obi-wan to greet him, instantly he went home hoping he could fix this mess he made and hold you in his arms until you were content with him again.

“Baby!  I‘m home!” he yelled as soon as he walked in, silence.

Walking through the house he didn't find you, walking into your bedroom his stomach sank.

Slowly he walked towards your side of the bed and picked up the note.

With shaky hands and his vision beginning to blur he opened it.

Anakin, I  ‘m sorry  I   had to end things this way, truly  I   wish  I   wasn’t at all. But  I   can no longer live my life in Padme's shadow. To continue living this way would have destroyed me and  I   just couldn't bear it any longer. I didn't want to be the person who makes you choose between your first love and me.  I   couldn’t face rejection so  I   made the choice myself.   I   hope you find all the love and happiness you deserve in life, don't forget that okay? We all deserve love and happiness and everything the stars could offer.  I   tried to hold on and hope for a day when things changed. I promise you  I   did but at some point  I   had to let you go and give myself a chance to be someone's first choice.  I  really hope you can forgive me for leaving this way but it's for the best.  Maybe someday  I  ‘ll be able to take my heart back but for now  this will do. Goodbye Anakin. Love, Y/n

Looking back down at the nightstand Anakin saw your ring and that was when he finally broke.

Falling to his knees he held onto the note as if it was you and cried, how could he have let it get this bad?

How did he not see how much he was hurting you.

He felt like the biggest asshole in the world for letting you go on like this, how could have been so blind to your pain.

He was a damn Jedi, the chosen one and he couldn't see he was hurting the person he loved the most in all of the galaxy.

And you took it because you loved him.

He did not deserve your love, had the tables been turned around he would have lost his mind.

Even knowing he wasn't deserving, he was still selfish and he wanted you and only you there was no one else and there’d never be anyone else.

A  life without you wasn’t worth living to Anakin.

He stayed by your bedside for a while, he hadn't realized how much time had passed until Obi-wan walked in.

“Anakin? What's wrong?” Obi-wan asked, but after looking around the room he wished he hadn't.

“ I  ‘m the biggest idiot in the world, Obi-wan. That's what's wrong.” he said as he pulled down your pillow to cuddle it.

Your scent filled his heart for a split second before he remembered this and the note was all he had left.

“Well when you didn’t meet me at the Temple  I   knew something was wrong but  I   didn't know to what extent.” he said sitting on the bed.

“Can you ask Satine if she's there?  I   would but  I   doubt she’d answer.” Anakin mumbled.

Obi-wan didn't answer him, instead he pulled out his phone and began dialing.

“Satine, how are you? Oh-well yes actually.  I   agree, thank you Satine. Take care.” was all Anakin heard   from his side.

“Get up, Anakin, we are going to fix this. I assure you it’ll be alright.” Obi-wan said, patting his shoulder.

“She wants to see me?”Anakin asked, perking up with the slightest hope.

“Well, Satine didn't exactly say that but she also did not say we couldn’t go?” Obi-wan said, questioning his own words.

“Oh okay.” Anakin said, but still he got up, finally.

“We’re not going there to break it off even more, you're going there to fix this and we won’t leave until you do Anakin.” Obi-wan said trying his best to encourage his dear friend.

“Oh,  I   can assure you of that Obi-wan,  I   won’t leave unless she’s by my side again.” Anakin said determined to get you back.

Putting your ring in his pocket he held onto it as they both walked to Obi-wan's ship.

“What about the council?” Anakin asked, he was finally made a master but he was still pretty rebellious when it came to attendance.

“We are on a recon mission as far as they know, we should be back in a week's time.” Obi-wan said, of course he had it covered, he's Obi-wan.

With that, they took off and Anakin held on to all the hope he had in fixing his mistake.

In seventeen hours he'd give it his best to get you back.

You had managed to stop constantly crying at the thought of Anakin.

You even started coming out of your room to eat at the table with Satine, she hasn’t pressured you to come out so she’s happy you have on your own.

It was almost time for dinner so you decided to get some fresh air before they called for you.

Standing on the balcony you admired the scenery, it was a sunny day the warmth felt amazing for once.

“It’s a beautiful day.”

You froze, Satine could have at least given you a warning.

“It is.” was all your mind could scramble for.

You didnt turn around, the only thing bringing you enough peace right now was the view before you, the view behind you would destroy you.

Especially if you saw how red and puffy his eyes were.

“Can we talk?” he asked quietly, if he was honest he didn't know where to begin, or if anything of what he was about to say was going to make sense at all.

“We already are.”

“ I   deserve that, Y/n  I‘m sorry for all of it, for being an idiot and never realizing how much  I   was hurting you.  I  ‘m the biggest idiot in the entire galaxy and  I   don't deserve you but the  truth is you are the happiness and the love of my life and  I   don't see my life continuing without you.” he said slowly inching his way to you, quietly you turned your head and looked over your shoulder.

“ I   told you  I   won't let myself come second anymore.” you had to stand your ground, “And  I   won’t make you choose between Padme and  I  ,  I don’t want you to look at me with regret because you made the wrong choice.” you said turning your head back.

Finally reaching you he grabbed you by the waist but your eyes stayed on his chest, “Baby there was never a choice to make, you were always first, you were always my love, my only love.” he said as a matter of fact.

“Anakin don’t.” you whispered quietly, god how you missed being in his arms.

“No listen to me please, and then you can decide if you really want me to leave.” he said and when you didnt fight him he took it as a sign to keep going.

“Padme broke up with me because she saw the way  I   looked at you, she knew that what  I   felt for you  I   could never feel for anyone else. The reason why  I   helped her so much is because  I   felt guilty for dragging her along before she made me realize that you were my real love.” he said calmly.

You still hadn't met his eyes.

“You still forgot our anniversary, my birthdays, and the family dinners Anikin, what’s your explanation for those.” you said dryly, “How can  I   go back with the constant thought of you possibly leaving me at another dinner table alone?  I   can’t put myself through that again.” you said grabbing his arms to get out of his grip.

You wanted out of this conversation.

Anakin felt himself begin to panic, “No please wait just listen to me, okay?” his voice broke at the end and you couldn't move looking anywhere but him you looked at the birds laying happily in their nest.

Lucky them.

“ I   know  I ‘m not the best thing out there and  I   know  I‘ve forgotten big moments for us in the heat of the moment because  I ‘m so impulsive and-and sometimes it’s a blessing but most times its a curse  I   mean ask Obi-wan it's a surprise  I   actually made to the rank of Master but then again  I   have saved him multiple times and he knows that but that's besides the point because all  I   know is that  I   love you and deciding to be with you and marry you and be yours is the one thing   I   didn't act impulsive on and that's because  I   wanted it all to be perfect because you deserve that and so much more and  I   know  I  ‘m not much but  I   want to be that for you.” he was rambling, more like word vomit and he wasn’t done.

By this point you had already made up your mind that you wanted him for the rest of your life, especially if he rambled like this about you.

And of course Obi-wan.

He hadn’t realized that you were now looking at him in the midst of all his rambling so you tried to hide your smile as he continued.

“ I   want to be the guy who is lucky enough to wake up next to you and buy you flowers and maybe even have children with if you ever wanted to not that  I‘d ever force you to or anything but  I‘d do anything for you, you just have to say the words Y/n and  I‘m your guy  I‘d do it all just to be loved by you.  I   can't say that  I   won't make mistakes because considering my record it's obvious that  I  ‘m full of those but for you I want to work on it and  I   will for the rest of my life if you’ll still have me.   I‘ll start taking after Obi-wan if you want me to just say the words Y/n and  I‘ll do it.” he went on and by now you had to stop him it was getting too adorable.

“Anakin stop. You’re an idiot,” you said, making him drop his head, “but you're my idiot and  I   want you for you as forgetful as you are, just don't forget to show up to our wedding because then  I   will actually leave.” you said hugging him with your arms wrapped around his waist.

“Wait, so you still wanna marry me?” he said, stunned.

“Yes, now where is my ring groom?” you said pulling away.

Both sniffling and chuckling, Anakin pulled out your ring and slipped it back on its rightful place.

“Thank you.” he said, holding you tightly.

“Don't thank me, thank that beautifully practiced speech you prepared, and the honorable mention of Obi-wan? 10 points.” you said jokingly.

“God  I   love you so much.” he said, leaning and kissing you slowly.

“ I   love you too, Ani.” you said as you went back for another kiss. You missed your lover boy, you were putting your heart in his hands again, you were scared yes but there was no other place in the galaxy for you.

As the years went on you married Anakin and he made each day more amazing than the one before never once forgetting a special occasion.

This time around you were actually able to become friends with Padme and even came around to double dates in Naboo.

Anakin vowed to be a better man for you and you reminded him everyday that he was that and so much more.

Anakin Skywalker Masterlist

[sarahrogersevans]

Can you do a short fic of CE and wife reader? like cute stuff, not sure a story line kind of thing but something cute pleasee!? i love the cute stuff.

Love your works!

Taking Care Of You Makes Me Happy- Husband! Chris Evans Wife! xreader fan fic request

Summary: Chris comes home after being away for a month and reader is sick and Chris takes care of them

Warnings: angst, fluff, mentions of being sick, mentions of feeling nauseous, mentions of a headache, comfort fluff, soft Chris, mentions of medicine, let me know if I miss anything

(Y/N’s POV)

It’s hard when Chris is away so much but it’s especially hard when I get sick because all I wanna do is cuddle up next to my husband and rest but he did tell me last time we talked that he would be home soon thankfully. I sat up to take my temperature and while the thermometer was sitting in my mouth I had Dodger laying by me keeping me company. The thermometer beeped and I looked at what it said and I got a small fever and thankfully it wasn’t high but I still felt like shit so I started to lay down but then I heard the front door open and then close and I heard someone say “babe? I’m home early!” It was Chris, I sighed with relief and I got out of bed and I went out to greet my husband.

I ran to hug Chris and said “Chris I’m so glad you’re home! I missed you baby.” Chris pulled me close and kissed the top of my head and said “hey Y/N I missed you so much, I’m here now.” Chris kissed my forehead and said “hey honey, you’re warm are you ok??” He looked at me worried and I said “I’m not feeling too good today right now.. I had to call off work.” Chris rubbed my back and said “oh honey I’m sorry, why don’t we get you in bed and I’ll make you some soup hmm?” I smiled feeling shy and said “thank you baby that sounds good but aren’t you tired from traveling? I can make it?” Chris shook his head and said “no baby don’t you worry about that I wanna get you all better I can rest later, I’m more worried about my wife right now.”

Chris helped me get back in bed and kissed the top of my head and smiled at me and said “I’ll be right back with your soup and some water ok?” I smiled and said “alright Chris, oh hey babe?..” Chris turned around and said “yea honey? You ok??” I nodded and said “yea I’m ok I just missed you.” Chris came and sat by me hugging me and said “I missed you more honey I’m glad I came home early I didn’t wanna be away any longer, I’ll be right back I promise.” A few minutes later Chris came back in the room with a tray of soup and a cup of water and carefully put the tray by me and Chris came and sat down by me and Dodger and said “I made your favorite, chicken ramen soup and got you some water.” I smiled at him and said “thank you Chris you are so amazing to take care of me even after you traveled home and worked hard.” Chris put his arm around me and said “honey taking care of you makes me happy, I worry about you and wanna make sure my wife feels better I love you.” I hugged Chris and said “I love you more honey.”

Later I was eating my ramen soup and then I felt a bit nauseous after I finished it and I wimpered because my head was hurting from a headache and Chris noticed how I was feeling and said “oh honey here let’s get you some pain killers and make sure to drink your water ok? Gotta stay hydrated bubs.” I nodded and tried drinking water and it helped a bit and Chris got me two pills and I took the pain killers and a few minutes later I started feeling a bit better and I laid my head on Chris’s shoulder and Chris pulled me closer carefully and said “there you go Y/N just relax I’m here now try and rest I’ll be here when you wake up.” I closed my eyes and rested feeling relaxed now that my husband was finally home.

Hey lovey! Here ya go I hope you like it 😊💗💗💗xx

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Play Ground Days

masterlist

pairing - carl gallagher x fem!reader

type - fluff

note / request - “ughh FINALLY someone that writes good imagines abt carl from shameless! could you write one where you two grew up together and you've always been close n stuff and then at some point he realizes he loves the reader and he talks to ian and lip (maybe mickey too bc i love him) about it? (fem!reader btw if that's cool) thanks babe xx” thanks for inspo on the beginning @poesflygirl​ <3 ,,, carl and you are 16 also pls dont come for me ive only played COD 2 times last year so lmao i dont remember a lot about it, enjoy!

summary - carl has liked you since you two were young, and seeks advice from his brothers and mickey

warnings - strong language, drugs and alcohol, little talk about bad body imagine 

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“I fucking knew it!” Lip exclaimed.

“Why are you telling us? We’ve known this.” Ian commented, smirking at his little brother.  

“How the hell—” Carl started. 

“You’re not exactly great at hiding your crush on her,” Mickey chuckled. 

Carl’s eyes were the size of saucers. “You knew?”

“Of course I did. I’m not fucking Helen Keller,” Mickey rolled his eyes. 

Carl groaned and ran his hands roughly through his hair. “I can’t believe this. Well, secret’s out, I guess. What do I do?”

“Just go tell her you like her. It’s not like she’s going to turn you down.” Lip shrugged, putting his cigarette to his lips. 

“Lip!” Ian hit his brother’s shoulder. 

“What?” Lip asked. 

“You weren’t supposed to say that, dumbass,” Mickey said.

 “What does that mean?” Carl asked, looking in-between his brother’s and Mickey. 

Lip sighed. “Ah, shit, right. I’ve already said too much.”

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4 hours earlier: 2:00 PM

“Hey, shit head!” She called out, throwing rocks against the window. 

Carl got up from his bed, shocked but happy to see her. He opened his window, leaning against the frame. 

“What’re you doing here?” He asked.

She threw the rocks to the ground. “Escaping from my druggie dad, duh. What’re you doing?”

“Nothing,” Carl shrugged. 

She did her signature smirk that always made Carl’s heart flutter. “Wanna go and stuff our faces at Patsy’s Pies?”

Carl’s eyes lit up at the mention of fatty, greasy food. “Hell yeah. I’ll come down.”

She nodded, going to the front of their house. Carl ran down the stairs, putting on his shoes and opening the door to find her on the steps. 

“Hey, why didn’t you just come into the house?” Carl asked, shutting the door behind him. 

“Putting damage on your window seemed more fun. Oh, hey! Do you have an extra bed I can sleep in tonight?” She asked. 

Carl nodded. “Yeah, of course. Your dad is that bad, huh?”

“Yep, he relapsed. Super fun,” she laughed sarcastically. 

“I’m sorry. That shit sucks,” Carl said.

She shrugged. “Yeah, well, it’s life. Anyways, ready to go?”

Carl nodded. They got into her car, the girl starting it and driving fast to the dinner. As she was driving, humming to the songs on the radio, Carl stared at her. She was absolutely gorgeous. 

Her name was Y/n L/n. Carl’s oldest and only real friend. They had grown up together, Y/n living only a few houses away from him. They had met in detention in 1st grade and had been close ever since. 

“What’re you staring at?” Y/n asked, glancing over to him. 

Carl blushed. “Nothing.”

“Alright,” Y/n sang.

Carl had often been caught staring at her. It was something he usually did from time to time, but now it was more often. He couldn’t help it. There was something about her. Maybe flawless her skin was, how pretty and bright her smile and eyes were, the way she would make him feel secure and loved, something he had never got from anyone consitently. 

He never really knew why he thought those things about her. People had told him that he probably had a crush on her, but he knew that wasn’t right. He had crushes on girls before and the things he was feeling for Y/n were a lot different than what he had felt for his past girlfriends. He figured it was just that she was his closest friend and he happened to be a horny teenager, so naturally, he just thought those things about her. But oh, how wrong he actually was. 

Y/n parked her car at Patsy’s Pies. They walked into the diner, seeing Fiona at the register. 

“Hey, Fi,” Y/n smiled. 

“Hey, Y/n, Carl! Long time, no see. How are ya?” Fiona asked. 

“Good, good,” Y/n smiled. 

“Good,” Carl said. 

“Great! Well, get yourself seated and someone will be right with you,” she smiled. 

Y/n and walked off to a small booth and sat down. They picked up the menus that were already on the table. 

“You gonna get your usual?” Y/n asked. 

Carl shrugged. “Maybe. Should I change it up?”

“Yes. The double bacon cheeseburger looks good,” Y/n said. 

“Are you getting that?” Carl asked. 

“Maybe. I’ll probably get a salad or something. Gotta watch those calories, you know?” She half-joked, putting a hand on her stomach. 

“I think you look good. You don’t need to worry,” Carl smiled. 

Y/n’s eyes widened. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” Carl nodded. 

Y/n looked back at the menu, hiding her embarrassment.

Carl complimenting her was something that was rare, but did happen. Y/n never remembered Carl as a romantic type of guy, but it seems that he had developed  those traits from having a few girlfriends. She liked that, actually. She liked him complimenting her, staring at her for minutes at a time, the way his ears would turn red when she teased him. She liked all of that. 

Y/n would never admit it to anyone, but she had a crush on Carl. She had a crush on him since their freshman year of high school. Well, in reality, she probably has always had one, but the first time she really realised she liked him was in biology when he got in trouble in one of the labs. She remembered when the teacher was yelling at him and he looked at her, smiling at her mischievously and winking at her. That wink had her heart racing and mind go foggy. From then on, she had liked him as more than a friend. Yet, she never said anything because well, as cliche as it was, she was afraid of ruining their friendship. He was really the only one who got her and who never abandoned her. She couldn’t lose him, so she just kept her feelings and gestures to him as friendly as she could.  

“Hi, I’m Carly and I’ll be serving you today. What can I get you today?” The waitress asked. 

“Hi, can I get the philly cheesesteak with a medium coke and fries,” Carl ordered. 

Carly nodded and wrote his order down, turning to Y/n. 

“Um, I’ll get the bacon cheeseburger with a small sprite and fries. Thanks,” Y/n ordered. 

Carly took their menus. “Great. I’ll have your drinks out soon.”

Y/n and Carl smiled at the waitress as she walked away. 

“Hey, so I thought your dad was in rehab,” Carl said. 

Y/n sighed. “He was, but I guess his girlfriend got him drunk, then convinced him to do some lines. God, I can’t believe he's even with her still.”

Carl frowned. “What about your mom? Where’s she?”

“She’s going to nursing school right now. She’s the only one responsible in this family, yet she never calls or anything,” she scoffed.

“You’re really responsible,” Carl said. 

Y/n smiled. “Thanks, C. You are, too.”

Carl laughed, “Me? I sold drugs on the streets once.”

She giggled. “True. But you’ve really shaped. I'm proud.”

Carl smiled sheepishly. “Thanks.”

Y/n hummed a ‘you’re welcome’. Carly came back with their food quickly and they dug in. Carl and Y/n spent their time talking and eating, spending about 2 hours there as they just kept talking. 

“Are you two finished?” Carly asked, gesturing to their empty plates. 

“Yeah,” Carl nodded. 

“Great. Here’s your bill, pay whenever you’re ready,” Carly smiled and took their dirty dishes. 

“Ready to go?” Y/n asked. 

Carl nodded and got out his wallet that he had in his shorts. Meanwhile, Y/n also got out her wallet. They both looked up at each other, awkward expressions on their faces. 

“Oh, I was gonna pay,” Carl said. “No, no, my treat. I invited you here,” Y/n said. 

“You sure?” Carl asked. 

She smiled and put a hand on his arm. “Yes, I am, Carl.”

Butterflies irrupted in Carl’s stomach as she touched him. He nodded slowly, putting his credit card away. Y/n and him walked up to the register and paid for their meal. They then went back to Y/n car. 

“What do you wanna do now?” Y/n asked. 

“Wanna play COD Black Ops 3?” Carl asked. 

“Yes!” Y/n smiled. She drove them back to his house, parking haphazardly on the street. 

The two hurried into the house, grabbing a seat on the couch. Carl got the controllers, turning onto the playstation. Y/n logged onto her account, selecting the gun she wanted to use. Carl then started the game. 

“Where are you?” Y/n squinted her eyes at the screen. 

“Right behind you,” Carl smirked. 

Y/n turned around, gasping as Carl shot her. 

“Fuck you!” Y/n exclaimed. 

“Little rusty, huh?” Carl teased. She rolled her eyes. “I’m gonna kill you next round.”

“I’d like to see you try,” Carl said. 

“Winner gets to pick what’s for dinner,” Y/n said. 

“Deal,” Carl nodded. 

The pair played for a couple hours, the game ending with Y/n getting the last kill. 

“Good game,” she smirked, setting the controller down. 

“I forgot how good you were at this,” Carl frowned. Y/n giggled, “I forgot how bad you were.”

Carl rolled his eyes with a smile. “Alright, where do you want to eat?”

“Hm… Noodles n Company?” She suggested. 

“Sure,” Carl nodded. 

“Alright, I’m gonna use the bathroom and then order. Text me what you want,” Y/n said, getting up from the couch. 

Carl nodded and watched her go upstairs to use the bathroom. Then that’s when Lip, Ian, and Mickey all came into the house. 

“Hey, guys,” Carl said. 

“Hey,” Ian smiled. 

“Is Y/n here? We saw her car out front,” Lip said. “Yeah, she is,” Carl nodded. 

“Asked her out yet?” Lip smirked. Carl’s face turned red. “Wh-What?”

“Oh, you’re not in love with her then?” Ian furrowed his brows. 

“I… am I?” Carl asked. 

Ian chuckled. “Yeah. You always are always happy around her, blush whenever she teases you.”

“And you’re always staring at her,” Lip added.

“That doesn’t mean I like her,” Carl said.

“Do feel dizzy and nauseous when she touches you? Does your heart race when she gets close? Do you see yourself kissing her? Would you do anything for her?” Ian asked. 

Carl furrowed his brows. They were right, all those things did happen when she was near. She was his best friend. He also sometimes think about kissing her and being with her in a romantic way. And yeah, of course he would do anything for her. Maybe… Maybe he did love her. 

“Oh, shit,” he muttered. “I… I guess I am in love with her.”

And that, ladies and gents, is where we left off. Lip, Ian, and Mickey teased Carl until Carl begged them for real help. 

“What do you mean?” Carl asked anxiously. 

Lip looked to Ian and Mickey for help on what to say. Little did Carl know, Y/n actually did admit her crush to someone. And that someone, or someones, were Lip, Ian, and Mickey. 

“Don’t worry about it, man,” Mickey said. 

“Did she say something to you?” Carl asked. “No,” Ian shook his head. “Like Mick said, don’t worry.”

“I… fine. Well, what do I do then?” Carl asked in slight distress.

“Give her some flowers and chocolate. Girls love that shit,” Lip suggested. 

“Alright,” Carl nodded. “I don’t know what her favourite flowers are, though.”

“Just get her roses. That’s really romantic,” Lip said. 

Carl smiled, “Alright. Awesome. Thanks, guys.”

He decided to get the flowers early morning tomorrow before Y/n woke up. 

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Carl sneaked back into the house, hoping not to wake Y/n up. As he walked into the kitchen, he was shocked to see her at the table drinking coffee. 

“Hey, Carl!” Y/n smiled. 

Carl’s eyes were blown wide. “I.. uh…”

“Who are those for?” Y/n got up and pointed to the flowers and chocolate in his hand. 

“Um… you?” Carl said. Y/n smiled. “Me? What did I do to deserve this?”

Carl knew that he couldn’t make up an excuse. He was horrible at lying to her. So, he decided to just have his confession here. 

“I.. I’m in love with you,” Carl said. Y/n’s jaw dropped and she froze. “Wha-What?”

“My brothers and Mickey helped me realise I was yesterday when you were ordering dinner. They told me I should get you flowers and stuff so I did. I hope you like roses,” Carl explained and held up the gifts. 

Y/n’s lips upturned in a wide smile. “How long have you liked me?”

“Honestly, probably since we were little,” Carl shrugged sheepishly. 

Y/n giggled. “Me, too.”

“Really?” Carl smiled. 

Y/n waked up to him and took the gifts, setting them on the kitchen counter. She went up to him and put her arms around his neck. 

“Yep. I always have,” she grinned. 

“Oh, sick!” Carl exclaimed. “Oh wait.”

“What?” Y/n asked in confusion. 

“That’s what they meant!” Carl exclaimed in realisation.

“Who? What?” “Oh, Lip, Mickey, and Ian kind of told me yesterday when I asked for help,” Carl explained. 

Y/n’s eyes widened and she turned to the stairs, glaring. “Mickey, Lip, Ian! You better fucking run!”  

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Hey I’ve never requested before and I’m a little nervous if you can’t or don’t want to it’s completely fine!! I was wondering if I could request a fem reader who is a virgin and how Levi, Jean, Eren, Armin and Ervin would react and how they would ya know (wink wink) like reader is normally a tease but then when they find out she’s a virgin she gets all shy about it idk xx

sure! i hope you like it! and don't be nervous, us writers don't bite and here all requests are welcome :D idk why am i posting all the “nsfw” things lately like i’m horny on main or something ???? i hope you like it and this is what you’ve asked for <3 tagging this as smut bc i don’t want problems aa

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some shingeki boys! x fem!reader

levi, jean, eren, armin, erwin.

some spicy content under the line, protected sex and fingering in its majority.

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levi

- levi was a hundred percent sure that under all that teasing attitude there was a shy girl with something that didn't want people to discover.

- "you're a virgin?" He would ask, his shirt lost on the bedroom and his chest raising and falling quickly. You feel all your blood on your cheeks while you nod.

- "yeah."

- "and what with that?" He asks. His hands are on your wrists, pulling your body closer to his, letting his lips meet your clavicle.

- "maybe it is uncomfortable for you?" He raises a brow quietly while his hands explore your legs freely.

- “it isn’t. i don’t want to hurt you, that’s all.” he says, his lips attacking your neck this time. you let out a little sigh.

- "okay." you whisper.

- “honestly, i did like that brat teasing attitude you had.” he says, his hands taking your body quietly, your legs around his hips.

- his pants start to bother him and your hands get tangled on his black hair. 

- doesn’t care if you see him walking around naked while he searches lub and condoms. secretly likes to see you looking at him all blushed.

- lets you be on top to avoid your pain, his hands on your hips helping you to set a pace

- doesn’t care to wash his sheets if you bleed a little.

- prepares you a tea and something hot for your legs.

jean:

- would never knew you were until you told him.

- he doesn’t care about it that much but he’s happy you told him.

- “thanks for saying it.” you move a little on his lap, trying to search a comfortable position to keep kissing him.

- his smile is wide and you blush.

- “that way i can give you a proper first time.” his whispers are soft and sweet as his hands keep undoing your outfit piece by piece.

- centers all his efforts in kisses and caresses.

- he knows exactly where to touch to make you feel good and prepare you for him.

- his fingers sneak from time to time to check how wet you are, praises and whispers always present.

- “i want to give you special treatment, babe.”

- stays on top of you so he can kiss you while he enters on you, slowly, always caring for your expressions and movements. 

- he knows he isn’t exactly little.

- prince of aftercare.

- prepares a bubble bath for two and gently cleans you up.

- cooks omelette for dinner and sleeps cuddling next to you.

eren:

- knowing that you’re a virgin makes him smile softly, but he wants to tease you.

- “that means you’ll be really really tight.”

- “would you think clean someday?”

- takes his time to undress you and learn everything about your body, every response and every mark.

- “you like it when i touch here, hm?” asks while his lips are on your belly button.

- makes a full way from your head to your legs with his lips and hands.

- he gives special attention to your upper body, specially kisses on your jaw.

- likes to give you love bites on your neck.

- asks you to get him one as well.

- “bite here, baby.” the way he asks, with such a deep voice and a seductive smirk, doesn’t let you say no.

- asks you to ride him, giving him your back, that way you’ll be comfortable and he’ll have such wonderful sights.

- falls asleep right when he ends.

- you’re the one after caring him, asking him to get up and have a shower together.

- asks you to repeat as soon as you wake up next day.

armin:

- nervous as well.

- he has read a lot about it and knows how to treat your body right to avoid any type of pain and uncomfortable things.

- he’s as nervous as you.

- he wants to make it something memorable for you.

- wants to go little by little.

- probably starting by some hands and mouths, nothing too extreme, the last thing he wants to do is hurt you.

- teaches you how to make him feel right as well as you teach him how to do it with you.

- even when you’re too lost in pleasure to answer, he knows how to read your body signs to make him know if he’s doing a good job.

- takes care of you after it.

erwin:

- all a gentleman.

- he’s not surprised, even when you seemed to gave always the iniciative when it came to you two.

- wants to tease you as you teased him while the clothes were on.

- “we can leave this for another time if you don’t feel comfortable.” he says.

- his body is on top of yours, his hot skin against yours. you shake your head, blushing.

- “i want to do it now.” you say.

- erwin smiles and, with a kiss, he buries in you.

- careful and sweet as usual, he looks you directly in your eyes, afraid to hurt you.

- kisses you a lot while he starts to move softly.

- lets you have a shower first.

- kisses your forehead right after sleep.