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base0h · 23 days ago

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NOT SAYING I LOVE YOU BACK TO HAIKYUU CHARACTERS

a/n - I feel like someone requested this with Osamu, nishinoya, ushijima, and tendou a while ago and it got deleted??? Sorry anon 😭🙏 bro writing this made me feel lonely. 💀

Warnings ⚠️ - g/n reader, s/o reader

- bold of you to assume bro would let you do this

- well for this let’s just say he did

- you saw this TikTok about this prank where one person didn’t say I love you back to their partners, and you thought it’d be funny to try it on Osamu

- Osamu was getting ready to head to a late practice, getting his bag and shoes to leave your room

- you were doing some homework, so he gave you a hug from behind and pecked your cheek

- “Love ya, goin to practice now.” -Osamu

- “Ok be safe, bye Samu.” -you

- you said that with a smile, going back to your homework, acting as if nothing was wrong

- Osamu nodded, closing the door behind him, his footsteps receding, but then suddenly they stopped

- you had to struggle not to snicker at the sudden stop of his footsteps

- then you heard him coming back and you swore you almost let out a laugh, swallowing it quickly as he opened the door again

- “Y/n. I love you—“

- “Huh? Yeah I know Samu, be safe and good luck at practice.”

- he looked at you like you were Atsumu, squinting as he put a hand on his hip, shifting his weight to one foot like he was posing to be in a magazine when in reality he was just confused and a bit irritated

- “…What did I do??”

- “You didn’t do anything what do you mean??”

- “Yer makin’ me look desperate here— I love you—“

- “…Yeah i know???”

- “Y/N.”

- “Osamu???”

- “Wh— don’t use my full name! What the hell did I do???”

- you couldn’t take it anymore, you laughed, covering your face as you struggled to catch your breath

- meanwhile osamu’s looking at you in the doorway with his hand still on his hip like a pissed off Karen that wants to speak to the manager (if he had a weapon it’d be a frying pan)

literally Osamu ^^

- oh my god his face was priceless, you wished you’d taken a real photo rather than a mental screenshot so you could show Suna

- “I’m sorry samu it was a prank. I love you too.”

- “…..I ain’t making ya dinner.”

- “NO PLEASE I’M SORRY—“

- yeah bros done with you

- he was all worried for nothing 😭

- he thought he did something wrong but no you just wanted to bullshit him

- he still made you dinner btw

- he like gave you a plate without saying anything and eating in the other room but he still gave it to you (he’s petty)

- basically an Asian parent 💀

- nishinoya probably says ‘I love you’ about 100000000000000+ times and counting, per day

- and he lives for hearing you say it back to him

- he still gets giddy when he hears you say it

- “Y/n I love you!!” -Nishinoya

- “Love you too noya :)” -you

- “…..RYUUUUUUUU Y/N SAID THEY LOVED ME!!”

- “THEY SAY THAT EVERY DAY NISHINOYA SHUT UP STOP MAKING ME FEEL MORE SINGLE—“ -Tanaka shouted whilst sobbing in the corner (dw Tanaka you end up marrying the love of your life)

- you saw this prank on TikTok and obviously you wanted to try it on your eccentric boyfriend

- but you did feel SLIGHTLY bad about what his reaction might be since you were well aware that he loved hearing you say it back

- but you’re mean so 🤷 (Jkjk you’re awesome just pretend you’re mean for this pls🙏💀)

- Nishinoya was about to go to class, giving you one last bear hug before he went as usual

- “Are you sure we gotta go to class? I like you better than math :(“

- “Yes noya— you have to graduate high school remember?”

- “Ok fineee— I’ll see you after class then??”

- “Mhm.”

- “Ok love you y/n!!”

- “Ok— don’t fall asleep in class ok? See ya later.”

- the fact that the silence was so loud that even kiyoko who was walking by was like: 🫢

- Tanaka’s jaw was on the FLOOR

- Daichi probably verbally said “ohhhhh snap 😬” with that exact face

- Nishinoya was frozen, and all of the sudden he just flopped off of you, still holding his hug position, and just like died on the floor in a dead bug looking position

- you legit could not tell if he was breathing or not 😭

- you killed him

- good job y/n, you killed the guardian deity of karasuno

- Nishinoya literally passed out cold from pure despair because he didn’t hear you say it back, and therefore in his mind that equaled you didn’t love him and were breaking up with him and the world was ending and aliens were gonna invade earth (bro what? 💀)

- he woke up with his head in your lap, resting on your thighs— and he woke up with like zero memory and woke up as high as a kite too

- he was giggling like an idiot, spouting random nonsense and corny shit, going from flirty and sobbing his eyes out back and forth 😭

- “Am I in heaven? Cuz you look like an angel, angel 😏”

- “Thank you goddd— for blessing me with this gorgeous gift— 😭😭😭😭”

- he forgot about the prank btw

- hit his head way too hard on his way down and woke up on his favorite pillow so yep everything turned out semi ok 👍

- hey may or may not have permanent brain damage! 😄

- daichi aged 10 years after this incident by the way

- I feel like tendou says I love you all the time, but whenever you say it back he’s always a bit surprised

- he’s heard you say it a bunch of times by now but he’s still just a tad shocked everytime

- like he’s genuinely surprised you actually love him back 😭

- the first time you said it back bro cried 🥲

- he would NOT stop talking to ushijima about it, he kept gushing about how perfect you were and how he doesn’t deserve you and meanwhile ushijima is sitting there like: 🧍‍♂️

- funny part is that ushijima’s genuinely trying to listen to his friend but bro just doesn’t get it 💀

- you saw this prank on TikTok that seemed funny, you two always kinda went back and forth playing little jokes on each other

- last time he got you by putting a huge ass fake spider on the ceiling of your room so when you walked in he pulled a string and it jumped out and hit your face

- you did not talk to bro for days

- I wouldn’t either man 😭

- so now it was time to get him back

- he was getting ready to leave for a late practice, and he bounded over to you from behind your work chair as you were reading the shonen jump he had lent you

- “Ok I’m goin to practice I’ll see ya later y/n—“ -tendou

- “Ok bye tendou, have a good practice. Don’t piss off Semi too much—“ -you

- “Oh come on I don’t piss him off! Semi is my bestie he can confirm!”

- “I honestly don’t think you could pay semi an amount that would make him call you his ‘bestie’”

- “I can work miracles! Ok— bye y/n I love youuuuu—“

- “Bye tendou, good luck with working that miracle.“

- He paused, his lanky arms dropping down to his sides as he thought for a second

- did you not say it back or was he just going deaf?

- he did that thing yk where you like tilt your head to the side in confusion— and his hair like drooped down a bit 😭

- “…I love you—“

- “I know tendou, have a good practice!”

- he’s scared, genuinely terrified

- he’s running through his mind trying to think of why you didn’t say it back— did you think he was annoying?? Was he being too loud? Did you actually just not say it because you didn’t love him anymore?

- he wanted to ask what was wrong but he thought maybe he was being annoying so he just left to give you space 😭

- you felt awful

- he looked so confused and hurt before he left

- tendou went to ushijima for advice and to just talk about it— he’s probably the worst person to talk to about this stuff bc bro literally thinks the earth is flat but whatever

- “…..That’s rough buddy.” -ushijima whilst awkwardly patting tendou’s shoulder

- “…Was that an avatar reference?” -tendou

- “Hm? What is an ‘avatar’?”

- “Nevermind. Thanks for trying.”

- you felt so bad— so when he was just in his room doing homework, you came in and immediately gave him a hug, apologizing and saying I love you to him over and over

- he was confused but happy to hear you say it back— he was SWEATIN bro 😭

- “I thought I was being annoying—“

- “Oh no tendou it was just a prank—“

- “….Wait was this payback for the spider?”

- “…..Yeah.”

- “…Ok I kinda deserved that then.”

- “Love you tendou, I promise you’re not annoying.”

- “Love you too y/n :)”

……

- “….Don’t you dare even think about pranking me with a spider again.”

- “I won’t make any promises that I can’t keep 😄”

- if there’s one thing he always remembers to do it’s to say ‘I love you’ before he leaves or before you go to sleep

- he doesn’t talk much but he never fails to say it to you

- even if he pretty much doesn’t talk the whole day, his few words will be those practiced words that have now been engrained into his mind

- you saw a prank video on instagram and thought it would be interesting to try it on ushijima, you honestly weren’t sure how he’d react

- he was getting ready to leave for practice, coming up from behind you as you worked on some assignments, giving you a quick one armed hug since his other arm was full carrying his stuff

- “I’ll be back tonight, goodbye y/n, I love you.” -ushijima

- “Ok, have a good practice.” -you

- he waited a minute, since usually he heard you say it back— but no you went right back to doing your work

- he assumed that maybe you were very absorbed and busy with your assignments and studies, which he understood and wanted to respect your work time

- so he left without another word, not wanting to disturb you

- but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t care about the fact that you didn’t say it back to him

- he was so accustomed to you saying those three words back to him or to him directly, maybe he’d taken it for granted? Because now without hearing them, he felt— wrong

- he wasn’t greatly disturbed, but he wasn’t normal either

- he thought about it a couple times during breaks in practice, wondering if he did something to make you distant or frustrated with him

- after practice was over, he came back, seeing you still doing your work like when he left, and he tried to be as quiet as possible to not bother you in case that was the reason behind why you didn’t say it back

- dude he was trying so hard to figure out what to do 😭

- he called tendou because he thought either tendou was the expert on these things or semi, and semi did NOT pick up 💀 (idk why but I feel like semi never answers his phone, not even on purpose, but like his ringer doesn’t work or some shit and he’s sitting there wondering why no one texts him or calls him)

- “Uhhhh…. Good luck Wakatoshi-kun!” -tendou

- “Is the situation that bleak?? I require your best wishes..? Tendou is this serious?” (Poor guy is sweating now 💀)

- “Well it’s either ‘damn well— good luck’ or it’s a prank! I’ve seen people do a prank on their partners where they don’t say ‘I love you’ back.” (tendou’s chronically online there isn’t a meme or prank trend bro hasn’t seen)

- “…..I see. How do I know which one it is?”

- “…..Good luck with that!”

- some help you are tendou 💀

- ushijima is not good at being subtle, so he just blatantly asked you— after you were going to take a break from your work

- “Y/n, did I do something to make you distant? Or was this a prank? Tendou told me about a certain trending prank partners do to their significant others, and—“ (he was talking the most you’ve ever heard him speak because bro was nervous actually despite looking normal)

- “I’m sorry Ushijima it was a prank yeah— I love you too ok?”

- he felt his shoulders relax when he finally heard you say it with that familiar smile that melted his heart

- ever since that prank you did— he’s said it more often

- he has a routine now, instead of just when he leaves or when he goes to sleep, he texts you in the morning, or says it to you if you’re there with him

- he says it whenever you say you text him or say over the phone you have to go do something

- he says it when you get back or when he gets back

- he says it a lot let’s just put it that way :)

- also semi was so betrayed that ushijima asked tendou for advice and not him later on 🥲

- “You asked TENDOU first?! Of all people?! You would’ve had better luck with goshiki!” -semi

- “Huh what?! I heard my name! Did someone call me?!” -goshiki appearing out of nowhere anytime someone says anything starting with “go”

- “BRO HOW DID YOU MATERIALIZE?!”

- “BAHAHAHAHAHAHDHDHEUHDUD—“ -tendou having an asthma attack from laughing

- “Apologies Semi, you did not pick up your phone. And from what I recall, you’ve never been in a relationship before, correct?” -ushijima

- bye bye semi’s self esteem 💀 tendou was about to cry and turn blue from laughing so hard, slapping his knee, cackling, shaking semi by his shoulders and giggling like a little shit

- ushijima is BRUTAL bro 🥲

a/n - semi got violated, a moment of silence for him 😔🙏

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eliluvschan · 10 months ago

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Guess the Girl :)

pairing: bang chan x reader

word count: 1.486

warnings: lots of fluff

genre: fluff

a/n: did y’all see the way this man teases Stay on ‘FANS’ ? there’s no way he wouldn’t be the same announcing his girlfriend 😩

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Chan’s pov.

—

“baby!” i called my girlfriend’s attention. she’s my girlfriend of like, four months. and we both really like each other. my parents love her, and her’s love me. the company likes her and so do the boys. so we’re all good.

but the thing is, my fans don’t know yet. they’ve been getting very curious about it, though. i mean, i can only go to so many movies with the others, or alone. and since Y/n was a Stay herself, and i met her at a concert. not at a meet & greet.

i just saw an angelic, beautiful face in the crowd with the most happy, honest eyes- a lot of them are gonna be shocked. some might like us, some may not, and some may even send hate. i’m just worried about the last part.

“yeah?” she looked at me from above her phone in her hands, pausing the TikTok she was watching.

“i think i’m ready to tell Stay about us. what do you think?” i asked her, speaking slowly. i need her opinion for sure. what if she doesn’t want to tell them now? what if she wants to wait a little longer?

“it’s all up to you Channie. remember what Jyp pd님 said?” she smiled. okay, only my opinion matters now.

“you sure?” i asked.

“yep.” she confirmed.

“so we can’t just throw it in their faces, can we?”

“what do you mean?” she asked, looking rather like she was about to burst out laughing.

“i mean, i can’t just post a picture of us and go ‘hey y’all, this is Y/n. my girlfriend. we’ve been going out for four months and we really like each other’ .”

she let out a small laugh. “why not?” she asked.

“well, because one, i’m the creative one here, and i feel like playing a little game with them!” i said, leaning back in my seat as a hundred ways to tease them crossed my mind. i actually feel like teasing them, which i do most of the time during Chan’s room.

“i’ve got an idea!” i exclaimed and jumped up.

“what?” she put her phone away.

“let’s make them guess who you are!” i smiled brightly. she gave me a questioning look. i sat back down.

“look. we post a picture of us together, but maybe conceal half of your gorgeous face.” she blushed here. “or take a picture only showing one side of your face or something like that.” i continued. “should be fun?”

she leaned back and gave me a half smile. “okay.”

i smiled back and took my phone to open Instagram.

i took a photo Y/n took of me and shared it to my story.

i smirked as notifications started rolling in.

“well, i see the fandom’s got something to be eager about now.” she chuckled, scrolling down her own profile. i shook my head, half in disbelief at questions people dm’ed me and half in amusement.

“yep. now we need help.”

—❀—

“Jagiya! you ready?” i asked Y/n excitedly. she put her hair up in a bun and pulled her hood on her head. then she checked herself out in the mirror- can i just say she is the prettiest thing i ever set eyes on?

she smiled happily and followed me outside where Hyunjin stood ready with his phone. he will post a picture of us, in a discussed position.

“positions.” he commanded, in a professional photographer style. pabo.

but we did as he told us to. Y/n got up on a little stone pole and threw her arms around my neck. both of us had put on our hoods.

“got it!” Hyunjin shouted as he took the picture.

we went back inside and got comfortable around the kitchen. Chan and i were laughing, at the reactions he was getting.

@/hynjinnnn

@/hynjinnnn Channie hyung and …Someone ;) #GuessTheGirl

hilarious. i opened my Instagram and liked the photo.

then to tease Stay a bit more, i decided to share a photo on my story.

“very funny, Mr. Bang.” she said.

“what?” i laughed. she gave me an ‘not funny’ look and i stopped and pouted. she giggled and pecked my lips, as i smiled at her.

“next?” she asked. “tomorrow.” i told her. she nodded and disappeared outside.

next pose. what should it be? tease them? go easy on them?

—

i woke up and got ready for the day. after shoving down some breakfast, i drove over to Y/n’s place to pick her up. i haven’t asked her to move in with me yet, but soon i will.

“hey baby!” she greeted me as she hugged me tightly.

“hey. i missed you.” i kissed her forehead. “missed you too.” she smiled. we had a little nose-fight and then we proceeded to her lounge. i spent the day at her house, cuddling, watching movies, goofing around, and then for dinner, i took her back to our dorm.

guess the girl, picture two, goes up tonight.

“hey guys.” Seungmin smiled at us as he saw us on the couch. she was actually on my lap and quickly got off. she’s still shy around the guys.

i pulled her back on and kissed her softly. “ew.” i heard Hyunjin and then heard the guys leave. she smiled kn the kiss. i pulled away. she smiled, her eyes shining. i nuzzled my face in her neck, and we spent another few minutes in each other’s company.

“Seung! picture time!” i yelled over my shoulder.

“be right there!” he called back. and only minutes later he was there, ready with his phone.

i picked Y/n up and threw her over my shoulder. but instead of keeping her like that, i put my head between her legs. Y/n made a flying motion with her arms as she laughed. her hair was in a bun and her face was slightly blurry so it wasn’t clear.

“all done guys.” Seungmin said as he took the picture. i put Y/n back on hr feet and together we looked at the photo Seungmin took of us.

@/miniverse.__

@/miniverse.__ Chan hyung’s girlfriend is honestly the sweetest person alive ;) you guys are gonna love her. #GuessTheGirl!

i chuckled, as my notifications blew up. i scrolled through them and stopped at one. someone’s got the answer right. someone named Da-eun.

“hey, do you know someone named Da-eun?” i asked. she nodded and right at that moment, she took out her phone. “oh yeah. Eun guessed it.” she said, showing me her dm’s.

‘is that you with Chan? OMG! OMG! OMG! why didn’t you tell me?! i’m so happy for you both!!!’

“should i tell her?” she asked.

i nodded. she smiled and began to type. minutes later, a few others guessed as well.

then suddenly a notification from Changbin popped up.

@/jutdwae

@/jutdwae grossest couple ever. #Don’tGuessTheGirl :P

he took a photo of us while we were laying in bed, her face surrounded by her hair. looked like it was taken a few days ago.

then Lix had tagged both me and Changbin.

@/yong.lixx

@/yong.lixx shut up Changbin. #GuessTheGirl

and with that, a picture of me spinning her around when we went ice skating. it was taken a few weeks ago. she wore my beanie and let her hair loose so you wouldn’t see her face.

after Lix’s post, i shared another photo to my story.

then came a notification from Jeongin.

@/i.2.n.8

@/i.2.n.8 these two are so in love, it makes me sick 🤮

i checked my timeline and most people had guessed right.

“Channie?”

“hmm?” i looked up.

“just tell them already.” she said.

i laughed and shook my head.

“why not?” Y/n asked.

“well, i don’t feel like it yet, and it’s so fun to see them making wild guesses.” i said.

“but they’ve guessed.” she said waving her phone in my face.

“everyone?” i asked, sitting up.

“mostly everyone i know, yes.”

“okay.” i sighed. “that was quick. i was hoping to tease them more.”

she rolled her eyes.

@/gnabnahc

@/gnabnahc if you guessed @/yourname you guessed right! well played ;) #GuessTheGirl

“really, baby?”

i laughed. “what?”

“i told them. the guessed who my girl is. you.” i said, putting my arms around her neck and kissing her cheek.

“i love you.” she mumbled into my shirt. did i hear that right?

“w- what?” why the hell am i stuttering?

“i love you.” she repeated.

“i- i love you too ba- baby girl.” i said, and felt my cheeks burn. what is happening to me?

“you do?”

“you guessed right, too!”

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lightlycareless · 3 months ago

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I'm sorry for sending you a lot of ask 😭😭😭

I found this one tiktok vid and i want to share it with you

https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSFWmwA37/

I imagine this with naoya and naomi 🤭

Hello!!

UGHHHHH I CAN'T BELIEVE I TOOK TOO LONG AND NOW THE VIDEO ISN'T THERE JESUS 🤬😭😭😭😭

But I remember well what it was. It was essentially a daughter receiving her father (dress up as a princess) giving him a rose, and he's really moved by the gesture :')

And of course, my version of it :3 Thank you so much for waiting for me 🥺💖 And I'm sorry it took me a while to reply :'( but I still hope you like it!

warnings: none. fluff. Naoya loves his family.

Happy reading!

Dressing Naomi up comes as one of your many attempts to show how much you appreciate Naoya and all the things he’s done for his family.

You do it quite frequently, whenever possible (and as secretive as you could—you don’t know how he manages to always figure out your surprises! Could it be the bank statement?) for there’s no one else that knows better than you about all the things he’s had to sacrifice to do his duties.

But up to that point, you really hadn’t involved Naomi—outside of phone and video calls, photos here and there of the cute outfits you’d put her in for the day or places you’d visit with her, her participation in such gestures is often limited.

Perhaps it’s because she was still too young and there wasn’t much that she could do besides well, being cute and existing.

However, now that she was a bit older, 3 years to be precise, Naomi had become a bit keener to help you out! And such, your mission to do something father-daughter related begins.

It took you a while to settle into something that would wow Naoya (far more than the usual)— at first you considered dressing her up as his favorite character from that one anime you recalled he particularly enjoyed—Neon Genesis Evangelion.

But complications would arise soon enough, beginning with Asuka’s hair color which you initially thought easily fixable with a wig… until realizing it was too itchy for your poor baby, at one point she simply gave up, swiftly pulling it off her head and throwing it away.

The other option that ensued was temporarily dying it, but you wouldn’t dare ruin her precious dark hair, never!

So, you ruminated on your options. Continuously wondering what kind of surprise would blow away Naoya, far more than the others!

…

Why not go dressing her up as what she was? A title that once belonged to you, but now you were more than happy to pass down onto your daughter: A princess.

With a cute pink, puffy dress, little pink flats and of course, those chubby cheeks that lightened up with her toothy smile! Accompanied by her now classic two ponytails always adorned with ribbons. She’s just gotten enough hair for you to style her like that, so there’s no way you weren’t going to take advantage of it!

And finally, but not least, her pacifier. The eternal struggle of whether to slowly start detaching her from it or let her keep it for a bit longer always plaguing your mind.

Her doctor says it’s ok if she keeps it for a bit longer, she’s still around the age where kids use it…. At the same time, she tells you to not fret too much—you and Naoya had unwittingly become the type parents that ask her just about anything regarding Naomi’s safety, continuously worrying that the slightest action might harm her to the point where she had to remind the two:

“She may be a baby, but she’s still capable of doing things.”

Well, the pacifier will remain then, a pink one to match her dress!

“Are you ready, mochi?” you ask after adjusting the last details of her dress, Naomi responds with a curt nod and the serious look on her face she always had whenever sucking on her pacifier. It’s as if she was determined to do so, and nothing else! How adorable! “Now remember, when papa arrives you gotta run to him and hug him! Hug him as tightly as you can and never let go! He’s been away for so long and misses us terribly——so be sure to remind him how much we love him, ok?”

Naomi didn’t need to be told twice to know what she needed to do, for her sentiments aligned exactly with what you told her. The video calls were not cutting it anymore, all she’s been wanting now was to see her papa again and be pampered by him!

So, when the fateful day arrives, you and Naomi eagerly stand by the entrance, giddily waiting for the moment his car drives past the gates, subsequently steps out it and heads over to the two to be promptly received with a big kiss from you, and of course, a tight hug from his baby daughter.

But more than that, you wanted to see the kind of reaction he’ll have upon noticing his baby all dressed up as the princess she is. The culmination of all your efforts to make this father-daughter moment happen!

And thankfully, it was all that you imagined, if not more.

Naoya’s heart was always a mess whenever he knew it was time to come home. There mere thought of seeing his family again, especially after weeks of absence, was enough to have him in a frantic state.

It was almost impossible to believe that the always level-headed Naoya, the collected, assertive heir had sweaty hands when driving back to the estate. Something that began when he saw the familiar trees of the nearby forest appearing on the horizon, worsening at the sight of the gates he both loved seeing when returning, loathed when leaving.

In just a matter of minutes he’ll be walking onto the estate, to his home. But even when it was nothing that he had to wait, he couldn’t do it. Naoya couldn’t take it anymore—He needed to see his family, now, which he knew were anxiously waiting for him on the other side of those doors!

So, before the car even came to a full stop, Naoya swiftly prompted the door open and jumped out, ignoring the nearby staff which asked him to be careful and heading straight towards the loves of his life, to embrace them and shower them with his affection—

Only for Naomi to win him to it, dutifully obeying your request by bumping into him first, a small pink flurry tightly holding onto his leg and snuggling against it, her way of telling him welcome back!

Naoya tried his hardest to not pass out at the sight of his adorable doll-like daughter tackling him, though he later thought that if that was the way he’d leave this world, then it wasn’t that bad.

Of course, he wouldn’t desire that, for there is nothing more than he wished than to be with his family right now.

“Princess!” He eventually manages to exclaim once snapping out of trance, a wide smile, slightly teary-eyed look on his face as he swiftly scoops her up and places kisses all over her cheeks—something she would’ve gladly accepted per usual, if it weren’t ruining her look! Naomi soon tries to push him away, effectively letting him know of her discontent. “Oh dumpling, what’s wrong?”

“You’re ruining her makeup” you giggle, walking closer to the two and placing a kiss on his cheek.

“Makeup?” He repeats, leaning a bit backwards to get a better look at her face, smiling when noticing what you meant.

From subtle glitter on her eyelids, to a tint of blush on her cheeks (not that she needed it anyways, she was naturally rosy most of the time) Naomi was fully committed to the role of princess, naturally. And of course, it made her look even cuter. Though you and Naoya knew she didn’t need much to look good, for in your eyes she was perfect.

“Ah, I didn’t mean to ruin it, pumpkin.” He chuckles, kissing the top of her head as an apology. With this her frustration ceases, completely succumbing to his embrace. “You’re very pretty, as you always are—did mama dress you up?”

Naomi shakes her head, you and Naoya laugh.

“Ah, so you chose this yourself?” She nods. “You have good taste then, as expected of my daughter.”

Naomi’s eyes glisten, flattered by his words as her cheeks warm up before hiding her face at the crook of his neck, seemingly embarrassed. Naoya likes that she reacts just like you whenever shy.

“Did my princess miss me?” He asks, she nods again. “I missed you too, very, very much.”

“Welcome home, Naoya.” You finally say, stepping on your toes to give him the customary, much necessary, kiss on the lips which Naoya gladly reciprocated—unless Naomi was to protest, feeling left out and demanding she’d be included. “But you were just kissed, pumpkin! I need a bit of papa’s kisses too.”

Dejectedly, Naomi ends up relenting… for now.

“It’s good to be back.” Naoya smiles, taking in the warm company of his wife and daughter and what it represented: he’s finally home. “You don’t know how much I missed the two of you.”

“We can imagine—we missed you so much too.” You respond. “Specially Naomi, she’s been nothing but talking about you!”

“Really?” Naoya breathes, imagining her cute babbles intertwined with papa’s here and there—and how much he wished to hear them! “Then I guess a reward is due. And thankfully, I brought enough toys for that.”

Naomi’s ears perk at the mention of toys, as they always do, followed by a prompt attempt to escape his grasp and reach for the back side of the car where she expected them to be.

Her father would’ve not wasted anytime at this point to give her such gifts, for her reactions were always endearing to see…

But first, there was something else he needed to do.

“Actually, my love, can you hold Naomi for a second?” Naoya asks you with an uncharacteristic shyness, followed by a subtle redness forming in his cheeks that naturally has you growing inquisitive.

Until seeing him take out his phone, that’s when it became clear what he wished to achieve, and thus, continued to happily do what he requested.

“Naomi, look at papa.” You say, softly gesturing at the lens. The way Naomi quizzically looked up at him made his heart swoon, unwittingly giving him the perfect shot.

It’s rare to see Naoya taking the initiative when taking pictures, he just… never liked doing so. Made him feel embarrassed by it for some strange reason, but you never pushed him about it; and why would you? He did enough for the two! Surely one thing he didn’t want to do would be ok.

Instead, you gladly took on the role of designated photographer, the one in charge of captivating these moments and subsequently sharing them with Naoya for him to take as a reminder of home when away.

But this was too cute to pass up that no amount of shame could make him lose this opportunity. And such, after taking his phone out and focusing the camera on his wife and daughter, he takes a picture: the one that would become his new wallpaper, replacing an equally adorable picture for an even better, newer one. Showing how much his daughter has grown.

“Thank you so much, pumpkin.” Naoya coos, proceeding to take Naomi from your arms and giving her another kiss on her soft, round cheeks. Naomi sighs, accepting his gesture as she closes her eyes, letting him continue peppering her face. “I don’t know what I would do without you in my life. I love you.”

“Hmm!” Naomi whines, her version of the same words, which makes Naoya melt as well as remember why he’s doing all this for.

Why he spends days, weeks, if not months away from his home, sleepless, dangerous missions where the slightest mistake could potentially lead to his death…

To see his family happy, warm, fed, safe.

Things that he would do over and over again, forever if needed, just to see them smile.

And there you have it!! More fluffy moments between our favorite family 💖 gjkasjgkasjg whenever I get asks involving Naomi and Naoya I smile, I really, really like enjoy writing things for them. Even though I get angsty sometimes hahaha

Well, once again, thank you so much for sending me this 🥺💖 I'm a bit sad that the video isn't there anymore, or maybe it's an error from my part? AAAAA ANYWAYS 🥺 I'm happy with this. And don't worry, you can send all the asks you want :> .... I might just take a while to respond with all them requests💀

Once again, thank you so much. Take care, and hope to see you soon!!

#ask #naoya zenin #naoya zen'in #naoya x reader #naoya zenin x reader #naoya zenin x you #jjk naoya #naoya zen'in x reader #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #jjk x you #prompt series: jujutsu kaisen

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lyrakanefanatic · 5 months ago

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tig couple hcs part 1: max and xander

OKAY FOR SOME REASON I RANDOMLY WANTED TO MAKE A TIG COUPLES SERIES SO HERES MY FAVS FIRST!!!

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• they literally complete each other. xander, although he doesn’t show it, has always been a bit insecure when it comes to dating and didnt know if there was anyone right for him, until he met max 💗

• max told her parents about them dating a few months after they started, but they met like 6-7 months later. xander took it extremely seriously surprisingly, and showed up to her parents house with a suit and a bouquet of tulips (maxs favourite) (oh, and he got a smaller bundle of yellow roses for maxs mom because they represent friendship and/or family 🤭)

• xander loves isaac (max’s brother) and they get along really well

• karaoke nights are ICONIC with these two and they sing the best duets. you bet they’re eating up shallow and every hamilton song to have ever existed

• whenever they have movie nights they make the famous candy salads, and do that tiktok trend thing where they pretend that the candy salad was actually supposed to be a salad to make themselves seem healthy. here’s an example if you don’t know what i mean:

• “xander, are you ready to try this super healthy salad?”

• “you bet i am! i can’t wait to dig in— OH MY GOD!!! ITS ALL CANDY!!”

• “this is disgusting!! but… we can’t waste it.”

• “you’re right max. there are starving children! let’s try this”

• *while they’re eating* “this is NOT the healthy all greens salad we wanted xan 😪”

• “yeah, im SO disappointed.” (while they’re throwing handfuls of nerds gummy clusters onto their mouths)

• although avery and libby were the first people max told about her and xander dating, nash was the first person xander told about him and max dating.

• jk. nash found out because he walked in on him and max kissing and then xander told everyone in fear that nash would first. 💀

• they have SO. MANY. inside jokes it’s not even funny. sometimes at hawthorne family dinners, max will pick up a napkin or something and say some weird dumb statement to xander and they’ll both burst out laughing and get shot dirty looks by the laughlins and every older hawthorne that lives at hawthorne house

• max actually didn’t really like xander at first (although she found him attractive) because she was worried for avery, and when she had first got to the hawthorne house, she used to wander the halls just looking around, like the curious cat she is. one day, xander sees her wandering and pops up in front of her, and max, who was taken by surprise, pulls her fist back and punched him right in the throat. he was wheezing on the ground for 5 minutes straight. (she apologized so many times)

• at their wedding, xander mentioned this ⬆️⬆️ story in his vows with a cheesy line, like: “maxine liu, when I first met you, you took my breath away. literally. you punched me in the throat.” and made everybody there laugh (at the after party, nash made him explain the whole story)

• max snores and is a terrible sleeper, but thankfully xander falls asleep really quickly, so by the time she’s got her book away and is creating so much noise that it sounds like an elephant orchestra has taken residence in her mouth, xander’s already asleep

• they wear custom made matching hoodies. xanders says “when unsure, ask for max’s opinion” and max’s hoodie just says “max”.

• ⬆️ doesn’t really work the best when they’re not together LOL

• xander has woken up to max’s giggles at 3 am when she’s reading and the enemies become loversss 🤭🤭

• they eat enough food combined at thanksgiving dinner to make all of texas starve

• on the rare occasions that xander visits maxs house, he always takes seconds and thirds at dinner because he just loves her moms cooking so much

• when xander heard her swear for the first time, he was so taken aback that he just stared at her like this for 2 minutes straight:

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OKAY THATS ALL!!!

LEMME KNOW WHAT COUPLE I SHOULD DO NEXT BECAUSE I LOVED MAKING HCS FOR THESE TWO 💗💗💗

#XANDER AND MAX ARE MYYYYY COUPLE 💗💗#if you don’t like them I don’t like you #xander and max #xander blackwood hawthorne #max and xander #maxine liu #xander hawthorne #the inheritance games #the brothers hawthorne #grayson hawthorne #jameson hawthorne #nash hawthorne #avery kylie grambs #libby grambs #phone girl

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little-diable · 1 year ago

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Infinity - Negan

My tiktok is filled with Negan edits from dead city, so I had to write another soft Negan drabble – no worries, no spoilers (I'm not watching the show). Please like and reblog if you enjoyed reading this, your comments keep us writers motivated. Enjoy my loves. xxx

Summary: The reader reminds Negan of the love they share

Warnings: none, just some making out and some softer Negan

Pairing: Negan x fem!reader (900 words)

“Hey, look at me.” Her voice didn’t tremble, didn’t give away the overwhelming wave of emotions clashing through her system. The cloudy sky added to the gloomy atmosphere the two were engulfed by, like a translucent veil reminiscent of their past years together. “We’ll make it, like we’ve managed to for a while now.”

His eyes were filled with pain. A pain so blinding, Negan had to swallow down the ever growing lump in his throat. His eyes projected the fear he didn’t dare voice out, the anger he still felt about the world going to shit all these years ago. There was not one ounce of happiness swimming in the pupils that watched her every move, following her around like a shadow.

“Negan,” (y/n) whispered his name, hands cupping his cold cheeks, feeling his salt and pepper beard against her palms. “We’re in this together, together on the run, together stuck in this awful life. And you know what? Being stuck with you makes this life a hundred times more durable.”

A raspy chuckle bubbled out of him, eyes momentarily fluttering close to cling to her soft words. (Y/n)’s thumbs kept stroking his cheeks, not daring to let go of her lover just yet, not when she knew that his mind and body were still filled with pain, pain that had grown stronger ever since losing Lucille, ever since killing all these people, ever since having to run and hide from those that wanted to see him dead. (Y/n) had been right there, for the better part of the years following the start of the apocalypse, listening to Negan’s every fear, lending him a helping hand and a shoulder to cry on.

“I love you, doll. I’m sorry you have to go through this with me.” She shook her head, lips tightly pressed together to keep her frustrated sigh from rumbling through her. Negan had always struggled to give into the emotions that made him appear weak, at least that’s what he called them, he had always struggled to let people in, but with her it had been easy, almost too easy, and yet he still didn’t believe her words.

“How many more times do I have to tell you that I wouldn’t trade a life with you for anything?” It was a whisper, and yet the words rang in his ears louder than shots going off, stronger than the force he had used to bash people’s heads in.

“Don’t say that, we both know it ain’t true.” Her thumbs stopped moving, hands tightening their grip on his face to tilt Negan’s head back up, forcing him to look at her. (Y/n)‘s eyes were filled with determination, a determination so foreign and yet so familiar, wordlessly telling her lover that there was no way out of this conversation.

“Sometimes I wonder if you truly understand the way I love you. There was nothing in my old life I loved as much as I love you. Would I like to get another chance to wake in my old bed, to drink coffee as I listen to the rain pitter pattering against my windows before having to go to work? Of course I would. Would I like to get another chance to hug my parents again, to tell them how much they mean to me? Of course I would, in a heartbeat. But if I’d have to trade you and our relationship for it, I wouldn’t. I’d always choose you, Negan. There’s no me without you.” Tears formed in his eyes, lips trembling as Negan tried to keep breathing, choking on the weight of her words, on the sincerity dripping from her lips like rain falling from the dark sky as a thunderstorm was just about to hit. He reached for one of her hands, pushing it against his chest, allowing (y/n) to feel the racing beat of his heart. She was the reason he kept fighting, the reason he was still breathing the same air she inhaled into her lungs, his end and his beginning.

Negan’s lips met hers, sharing a kiss that managed to give room to all the emotions he couldn’t put into words, the love he felt for her, ever growing like the rising moon. A love so infinite that even the millions of years old stars forming a nebula filled with the brightest colours as they died hadn’t ever seen a love so pure.

Their kiss grew more heated, lips parted to allow their tongues to move, drawing a soft moan from her. (Y/n)’s heart was picking up its beat, roaring in her chest to pump more blood, filling her veins like poison, a poison Negan shared with her, unable to find any antidotes. It was a kiss so raw, so pure, unlike any they’ve shared before.

Her back was pressed against the nearest wall, making her breath hitch in her chest as Negan’s hands found her waist, pushing himself even closer to her trembling frame. Raindrops started to fall from the sky, from the dark clouds that grew more black with every passing moment. They parted from one another, allowing their eyes to wander up to the sky, relishing in the silence for a few moments before Negan pulled her through the rain, set on finding shelter.

The rain will pass, as the upcoming days, weeks, and months will, their lives may change once again, but their love will stick around, only growing stronger.

#Negan imagine #Negan x reader #Negan fluff #the walking dead imagine

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purplephantomwolf · 11 months ago

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Love in Motion

Chapter Three

Synopsis: Lydia gets a wrong number text from Lando Norris.

Note: This is not an accurate portrayal of how the real people in this act. I do not know them personally, so I will not be portraying them accurately.

Warnings for this chapter: None

Previous Chapters: Chapter One, Chapter Two

Next Chapter: Chapter Four

Masterlist

April 5, 2022

6:30 pm

My phone vibrates, pulling my attention away from the lab report I’m currently working on. I smile as Luke’s name flashes up on the screen.

Luke: Good morning, Lydia

Me: Good morning, Luke

Luke: Did you sleep well and have a good day?

Me: I did! Did you sleep well and have a good day as well? What did you do during the day?

Luke: I did too! I spent the day putting some finishing touches on an event for this weekend. Did you watch any more F1 during class today?

Me: No, I was a good student today. But I’ve got a Monza quali on as I work on my lab report.

Luke: Ahh, that was an exciting weekend for McLaren.

Me: Shhhh! Don’t say anything! I don’t know the results!

Luke: Sorry! My lips are sealed.

Me: I know that Max obviously wins the championship, but that’s literally all I know about the season. I’ve managed to not see any of the results.

Luke: How have you managed that?

Me: I know literally no one who watches F1, so no one to spoil it for me.

Luke: Well, now you have a friend to talk to about it.

Me: I do! You’re going to get a bunch of texts on Saturdays and Sundays about it.

Luke: That sounds good to me. I won’t be able to respond to them because those are my busy days.

Me: Sounds good. I’ll try to not overwhelm you with texts then.

Luke: Alright. Do you want to continue our game of 20 questions?

Me: Sure, it was your turn to ask a question!

Luke: Okay, going to go deep here. What’s your biggest fear?

Me: Damn, that is deep. But I think it’s not being able to find someone. I fear that I’m going to end up alone, with no friends, no significant other. My turn to go deep. What do you do to cope when things get hard?

Luke: I go to my family and friends. I talk to them about what’s going on and what I’m struggling with. What’s your favourite thing about yourself, physically and not physically?

Me: Physically, my eyes. Not physically, probably my ability to get along with everyone. What’s your biggest pet peeve about social media?

Luke: The hate that everyone dishes out because they’re behind a screen. It’s awful to see the things people comment on posts of the drivers and their friends, just because they’re behind a screen.

Me: I’m sure. I personally dislike social media, so I’m not really on it. I’m only on TikTok and Discord.

Luke: No Instagram? No Twitter?

Me: Not even Facebook.

Luke: Damn, I wish I could do that. I have to do it for my job.

Me: Yeah, it’s nice not having to worry about putting up a facade for my fellow college students to hate on.

Luke: Yeah, that’s nice. So, photography. Your photos are excellent. How did you get so good?

Me: Well, my grandpa was a photographer for a while. I used to spend a lot of time in his studio, so I kind of picked things up from him. Then I took some classes in high school. I’ve luckily managed to find time each week to take photos in college, so I haven’t lost my skills.

Luke: That’s awesome. You mentioned that your parents won’t let you do photography. Why don’t you find a job in it and then move out?

Me: I’ve thought about it. But there’s no jobs that I’ve seen that I would be interested in.

Luke: That sucks, I’m sorry.

Me: It’s okay! I’ve been keeping an eye out though.

Luke: Okay, so what got you interested in Formula 1?

Me: I saw a TikTok of one of the drivers one time and was like “He’s kinda cute and funny, wonder what he does.” Which led me down a rabbit hole that ended in an obsession with learning everything I can about the sport.

Luke: Interesting. Which driver was it?

Me: It was Charles, but then I was watching some old McLaren content of Carlos and Lando the same day, and Lando became my favorite.

Luke: So Lando has always been your favourite?

Me: I’d say that yeah. What got you into the F1 world?

Luke: I had a friend that was in karting when I was a kid. He got me interested in the industry, and I thought it would be fun to plan the events for the drivers and fans.

Me: That’s fun! As much as I’d love to continue this conversation, I should go be a good student and work on my homework.

Luke: Oh! Sorry for distracting you!

Me: It’s okay! I’ll talk to you once I’m done with my assignment?

Luke: Yeah! Sounds good to me!

Me: Perfect! Talk to you later!

Luke: Bye Lydia!

I put my phone down and focus back on my assignment. I groan seeing that I still have five questions left. I hunker down and start making my way through the questions.

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9 pm

Me: I am back. I have completed the god awful homework.

Luke: That’s a win. So, tell me a little about yourself.

Me: Well, what do you want to know?

Luke: Anything you want to tell me.

Me: Well, I’m a 20 year old chemistry college student. My birthday is May 17. My favorite color is purple. I love watching YouTube, specifically Smii7y. I absolutely love music, I’m always listening to it. I like art and creative activities. Tell me a little about yourself now.

Luke: Well, I’m a 21 year old event manager for McLaren F1 racing team. My birthday is November 13. I love traveling the world and taking photos, too. I love hanging out with my friends and family.

I yawn as I read Luke’s message. I rub my eyes, trying to stay awake to continue the conversation.

Me: I am currently fighting sleep so hard.

Luke: Go to sleep, Lydia. We can talk tomorrow.

Me: Okay, sounds good. Good night, Luke. Talk to you tomorrow.

Luke: Good night, Lydia. Talk to you tomorrow.

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Taglist: @dilemmaontwolegs @copper-boom @ironmaiden1313 @ophcelia

#f1 fanfic #f1 imagine #f1 imagines #f1 story #lando norris #lando norris story #lando norris fanfic #lando norris imagine #lando norris imagines #lando norris x oc

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berzahoes · 10 months ago

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made with love | spike jonze

summary: while on a date night, yours and spike’s daughter teaches instagram how to bake the perfect brownies (and it doesn’t go terribly wrong!)

an: yes this is inspired by sofia coppola’s daughters tiktok 🧍🏽‍♀️ romy, i’m still waiting on part 2 😭 this takes place in the same universe of my past spike fics <3

you and spike haven’t had date nights in a while. you were busy trying to write the script for the batman 2 while spike was busy with vice media and he was getting ready for his directing comeback with a netflix series in the making. it was clear that a date night wasn’t in either of your schedules so when you had a day off from writing, as well as spike, you both decided it was time for a night to yourselves.

even your kids wanted you to leave the house for once.

layne, your eldest boy, told you that he would look after his sister, phoebe, while you and spike went on your date. in reality, he was only going to invite a couple of friends over and watch some movies in his room, he really wanted his parents out of the house.

“are you sure? i can call lindsay to babysit—”

“mom! i’m seventeen, i don’t need a babysitter. don’t call her, i can watch my own annoying sister.” layne replied.

“don’t remind me that you’re growing up! i miss when my babies were still babies.” you kissed your son’s cheek repeatedly.

“I think one of your babies is trying to burn the house down.” spike mentioned as phoebe tried to figure out what button to push to turn on the oven.

“phoebe, what are you doing?” you ask as you approach your fourteen year old daughter.

“i want to make brownies. grandma texted me her recipe and you know i love grandma’s brownies. she makes them so fudgy.” phoebe

“it’s this one, but your brother has to be in the room when you make them. i don’t want you to hurt yourself or burn something.” you explained.

“it sounds like you have no faith in me, mother,” phoebe quickly gave you a kiss on the cheek then ran towards spike and kissed him on the cheek too. “go before mom changes her mind about date night and leave room for my brownies!”

you playfully rolled your eyes at phoebe’s words and as you walked away, you warned them about the oven.

“i’m practically an adult. i know what to do in case of a fire,” layne assured you, which made you nervous. “not that there’s going to be one.”

“okay we’ll, call us if you need anything and if we don’t answer—” layne cut you off.

“go to the neighbors. bye, have fun, don’t do anything bad because i don’t have bail money!” layne practically pushed you and spike out the door.

soon, you and spike were on your way to your dinner reservations. it took some time, but you were okay with the idea of your two kids being home alone, after all layne was about to turn eighteen and soon he’ll want to leave and probably get an apartment with friends—

“they’re going to be okay.” spike pulled you back into the real world.

“i know . . i just worry. every mother worries for her babies. they’re our babies, spike.” you reply.

“yeah and our babies are teenagers. they don’t need babysitters, they think stuff like that is not necessary. let’s enjoy our night, our teenager free night.” he leaned closer to you, giving you a kiss on the lips.

“i’m sorry. i think once i turned into a mom, i worry even more. they’re probably just watching a movie or baking those brownies phoebe wanted.”

“have you seen ‘her’? no, i don’t know what that is.”

phoebe had the bright idea to go live on instagram while she baked the brownies. you and spike had one rule for your kids when it came to social media and that was to keep it private. you and spike were more stricter about social media with phoebe since she was fourteen, but that didn’t stop her from making a public account just for memes and jokes.

“guys, I don’t know where my parents keep their oscars, they hardly live here.” phoebe said as she started to preheat the oven. “that makes me sound like an orphan, i promise i’m not.”

@/jonzefilms: TELL YOUR DAD I LOVE HIM

“not the film bros in my live.” phoebe ignored the comment and read more.

@layne_spiegel: bring me brownies or i tell mom and dad about this account

“do my math homework or i tell mom and dad that you were the one that used their credit cards to buy the hat that willem dafoe wore in that creepy movie with edward cullen.” phoebe stated as she waited for her brother to comment back. she knew that if you or spike found out about the big purchase layne did then he would most likely get grounded.

@cinemastarsss: stan phoebe jonze for clear skin

phoebe saw the comment and laughed. of course she wasn’t going to correct the person about her last name, she actually enjoyed being called phoebe jonze instead of phoebe spiegel.

@layne_spiegel: snitch

@layne_spiegel: do you need your science hw done too? pls don’t tell them

after a while of answering questions and getting the brownie batter done, phoebe was ready to start pouring it into the oven safe container. she then saw a comment that caught her attention.

@/yourusername: hi phoebe ❤️ dad wants to know if you’re done with your brownies because we’re on our way home :)

phoebe laughed nervously. how did you find her account? it would remain a mystery to her. in reality, you had stumbled on her account one day when you noticed that layne followed it then you realized it was phoebe when the account would always post breaking bad memes that phoebe always showed you.

“hi momma, the brownies are almost done, and i hope I’m not grounded, bye!” she quickly turned off the live.

from the car, you watched as your daughter ended her live. you chuckled and put away your phone.

“at least we know who used our credit cards.” spike said.

“he’s going to be the death of me.”

#spike jonze one shot #spike jonze x reader #spike jonze imagine #spike jonze fanfiction #spike jonze fanfic #spike jonze #jackass x reader #jackass imagine

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justabigassnerd · 1 year ago

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hey y’all I just wanted to try something out so I wrote this little Ethan Hunt x daughter!reader fic on the car journey I was on earlier to just practice & explore their dynamic/characterisation.

this was inspired by this tiktok & was furthered by talking to @horseslovers2016 & @maverick-wingman

1k words

Warnings - mentions of kidnappings & death/murder

“Dad, you really need to take a nap.” Ethan looked up from where he was intently staring out the window of the safe house to where you were watching him with folded arms and a raised eyebrow.

“A nap? What am I, three?” Ethan retorts with a light scoff, returning his gaze to the hustle and bustle that was happening outside the window. Sometimes he longed to be like the people outside, ignorant to the IMF and their missions, living their happy lives with no worries.

“You hardly sleep through the night. You’ve been doing nothing but stare out the window since we got her despite the fact you’ve got no orders. You’re almost willing something to happen. You need rest if you want to stay on top form.” You say, crossing to the window and leaning against the wall as you watch him carefully.

“y/n, if I’m asleep and something happens-”

“Dad, you literally made sure I have Benji and Luther on speed dial. Hell, I have Ilsa and half the IMF on my phone if I need to contact someone. I just want you to get some rest. It’s been quiet since we got here we should take advantage of it.” You say softly, your eyes giving away the worry you had for your dad. You knew your dad was on edge, the last mission had taken a lot out of him, a lot of them did and you wished he’d use the time you had now to rest rather than worrying about something else happening. Ethan turns his head to look over at you, softening when he sees the worry in your eyes.

“y/n/n, I’m fine. You don’t need to worry about me. It’s my job to worry about you. Not the other way round.” He says, resting a gentle hand on your shoulder and squeezing it softly.

“These missions are exhausting you more and more dad. You need to rest. Just for an hour or so. I’ll call Benji and he can keep watch with me while you rest.” You say, eyes pleading as you look up at your dad. Ethan lets out a soft exhale through his nose at your insistence. You were too stubborn for your own good. Too much like him.

“I’ll rest. I won’t sleep but I will rest.” Ethan attempts to bargain, watching as you fight the urge to roll your eyes.

“You will sleep because you need it. You’re going to go in your room and get in that bed while I call Benji. If you’re not in there by the time Benji picks up I’m asking him to bring a damn sedative.” You say firmly, folding your arms once more as Ethan lets out a soft chuckle.

“You really are my kid aren’t you?” He says fondly with a gentle shake of the head.

“Absolutely I am. Now get into bed.” You order, making Ethan hold his hands up in mock surrender as he crosses to the door to his room.

“You know I’m the parent here, right?” He says with a laugh as you roll your eyes, pulling your phone out of your pocket and dialling Benji’s number as Ethan disappears into his room. After calling Benji, you put your phone away and cross to your dad’s bedroom door, carefully opening it and pausing when you see Ethan sat up in bed, studying a newspaper for any hints for something that could lead to a mission.

“Dad, I swear you have one job right now and it’s to get some sleep and not think about whatever your next mission could be.” You scold, taking the newspaper from his hand, folding it up and placing it out of his reach.

“Come on, it won’t kill me to be updated on what’s going on.” Ethan argues, stopping himself from saying any more when you gave him the death glare he’s almost certain you inherited from him.

“I know you have nightmares. I know sleep isn’t something that comes easy to you. But is there anything I can do to help?” You say softly, perching yourself on the edge of his bed before your eyes light up with an idea, quickly kicking your shoes off and curling up into your dads side.

“What’s this?” Ethan asks with a chuckle, wrapping his arms around you as you curl up.

“I remember when I was little, I wouldn’t be able to sleep unless I was with you. Maybe I can help you the way you helped me.” You say, eyes slipping closed as you felt Ethan press a kiss to the top of your head. It took you a matter of minutes to find sleep, your slow and soft breaths bringing a smile to Ethan’s face as he felt a sense of calm he hadn’t felt in what seemed like forever wash over him as he allows his tired eyes to close, sleep claiming him almost instantly.

“y/n?” Benji calls softly through the small safe house as he enters, concerned when he receives no response nor seeing any evidence you were in. Benji immediately had every worst case scenario running through his head. If you were missing, Ethan would kill him, revive him to help him find you and then kill him again. Benji crosses to Ethan’s bedroom door, hoping if Ethan’s in, he’ll get some answers. Benji stops in his tracks after carefully opening the door and being greeted with the sight of you curled up in your dad’s arms, both of you fast asleep with the faintest of smiles gracing your faces. With his mind now at rest, Benji carefully closes the door and returns to the small table in the middle of the main room, sitting down at the table and putting his laptop on the table and opening it up to keep himself occupied. As he unlocks his laptop his eyes flick down to his bag and he lets out a soft chuckle.

“Guess I didn’t need the sedative.”

#justabigassnerd #justabigassnerd writes #mission impossible #mission impossible fallout #mission impossible rogue nation #mission impossible dead reckoning #ethan hunt #ethan hunt x reader #ethan hunt x daughter!reader #ethan hunt mission impossible #tom cruise #tom cruise mission impossible #x daughter!reader

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callmejudgement · 6 months ago

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UA University Script

About Me

Name: Mako 魔子

Trickmaster hero – Miss.Magician

Age: 18

Birthday: ??? Letting fate decide fr.

Height: 5ft 7in

Quirk: Magician - which provides me with 8 tricks to fool reality. Flame jumping,illusions, historical projections, damage transfer, steel card, air bullets, paper figurine substitutes, underwater breathing trick (more on my quirk here)

Physical abilities: incredible balance, coordination, flexibility and agility. Danger intuition.

Backstory: I literally just grew up in a happy family. Living rich and lavish. My dad is a retired top pro hero and my mom is an underground hero that works for the government. I have an older sister following in my mom’s footsteps and older brother whom is a researcher. My family often trains together and we do a lot of family activities together. I’ve been friends with Shinso since middle school and I was close with Shotō for like a year in elementary school. We’re literally twins with our heterophobia and dual color hair 👁️👅👁️.

My goal in this reality it literally to be my silliest, most autistic self. Literally me if I never started masking so people wouldn’t call me weird.

Plot (or the lack there of)

The war arc doesn’t happen. I’m not dealing with allat.

Bakugou doesn’t get kidnapped and faces appropriate consequences for his actions and behavior (I’m talking about him being a bully).

The other students quirks are stronger (I hate that Bakugou had it easy. I’m a purebred hater).

Momo was trained and is more skilled at using her quirk (she’s rich why didn’t her parents hire a trainer for her canonically?)

Tenko’s mom leaves with the grandparents and his sister before he loses control. He now attends UA.

OFA is still out there plotting I guess.

Fusions (borrowed idea from priicklleshifts on tiktok).

Overhaul is good and works at UA in support heroes/medical.

Eri is not abused and has a decent relationship with Chisaki even though he is an overworking germaphobe.

Events like the sports festival only starts to happen at the second trimester (bc why tf did it happen on like the 2nd week of school?)

Japan

Due to its high safety and previously low birth rate, Japan now has many immigrants from all over

Super high tech I’m talking holographic screens, robots in the streets, virtual reality, etc

There’s a National and international tournament where schools compete to see who has the best upcoming heroes.

UA is a university because why are them kids fighting?

Amenities

Along with what appears in the anime there is:

A spa on campus that is free for hero course students. They offer normal and medical massages, mud baths, meditation, sauna, steam room, lounge, ice fountain, treatment rooms and other beauty and wellness services (yes, I'm going to abuse this).

There is practically an extra little town on the mountain with the school due to all the school amenities and staff.

Massive library with study rooms n stuff.

Lots of school festivals, dances and other events.

Classes

UA Departments: Hero, Support (fashion, tech, etc), Business, Gen Ed.

There’s home room which is where you spend most of your time. We do gen Ed and hero law stuff with our home room.

Students can take any electives ranging from costume design to home ec, Solo training to costume engineering.

Students are encouraged to try out things through electives and clubs.

There are free lifestyle classes on weekends so you can take a quick class on cooking, sewing, gardening, first aid without the commitment or worry of grades.

Everyone gets a free holographic tablet thing for the schedule, note taking and to access the school app thing.

The app lets us access the dorms if we don’t have a physical I’d on us, order at the school restaurants with free delivery from the campus delivery bots. It’s just has a bunch of handy features.

Class 1A

Shinso replaces mineta.

There are also 5 exchange/international students in our class.

We go on a few international field trips throughout the year.

There’s a pool table and conversation pit in the dorm.

Mina is blasian, Midoriya is half Yemeni and Sero is Latino because I said so.

Merch

School spirit became a big thing with the influence of American immigrants and exchange students (America ya! :D).

UA has school jackets, shirts, jerseys, etc.

The gym uniforms come in different styles and lengths to suit the wearer.

Food

Instead of one lunchroom there are many dining halls around campus. If you’re a boarding student then food is free.

The restaurants have a certain numbers of items you can pick from to create a reasonable meal. Anything extra you have to pay for.

Some of the halls have larger portions or all-you-can-eat to accommodate for stunner quirks and different bodies.

Diverse food culture. (Indian, American, Chinese, Japanese, Mexican and other style foods)

There are mini break rooms around campus for students to relax,study or mingle between classes. They have free snacks (onigiri, chips, fruit, juice,etc).

There are self driving busses that drive students to the area in 10min max.

There’s also food trucks on campus (I am not being greedy. This is 100% necessary).

#mha shifting #shiftblr #shifting community #reality shifting

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sturnsbae · 7 months ago

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PROMPT LIST! — ☆

disclaimer: you are MORE than welcome to suggest your own ideas as well! also, please do not combine more than 3 prompts! and don’t forget to please clarify the prompts when you request!! <3

FLUFF

1. "you're the only one who can calm him down"

2. “your fans don't like me"

3. “i’m here baby, don't worry"

4. "i love you more than anyone"

5. “come cuddle me"

6. “i want attention"

7. “quit stealing all the pillows!”

8. “you’re my new pillow”

9. “i’m so drunk i think i love you”

10. “there’s room for two!”

11. “stop being grumpy”

12. "aww you're blushing!"

13. “you make me feel safe”

14. “can i get your number?"

15. “i’m scared to meet your family"

16. “i love your family, they make me feel so welcome"

17. “i like showing you off”

18. “i miss you"

19. “i need you right now"

20. "that's the prettiest fan i've ever seen"

21. “i’m so stressed out”

22. "lets have a movie night"

23. “can i do your makeup?"

24. "dance with me"

25. “it's a tiktok trend i'm sorry!"

26. “do this tiktok with me"

27. “let's go on a drive"

28. “you're drunk, i'll help you"

29. “i like that nickname"

30. "i like that outfit on you

31. “my clothes look better on you anyways"

32. “bake with me”

33. "let's go shopping"

34. “i’m sick"

35. “you're ticklish?!"

36. “let me teach you how to ice skate"

37. “take me to get my wisdom teeth out"

38. “have you seen my hoodie?"

39. “stop video taping me this isn't funny!"

40. “don't you dare post that"

41. “i look ugly”

42. “he won't stop talking about you”

—

ANGST / SAD

1. “was this all just a joke to you?”

2. "we're just hooking up, it's nothing serious"

3. "why don't you ever post me?"

4. "i’ll change for you, i promise"

5. "i got in a fight because of you"

6. "i thought you cheated, i'm sorry"

7. "no need for attitude!"

8. "yeah, i'm jealous"

9. "forgive me?"

10. "they’re my ex, we broke up for a reason don’t worry”

11. “are you really that oblivious?”

12. “i want this to be real, not fake anymore”

13. “yeah i like you, dipshit”

14. “i want you, not them.”

15. “can’t you make some time for me?”

16. “i don’t even know who you are anymore!”

17. “forget it, you’re a fucking asshole.”

18. “don’t ever do that again!”

19. “do you even love me anymore?”

20. “can you shut up and listen to someone other than yourself for once in your life?”

21. “i told you not to fall in love with me.”

22. “the worst thing is, that even after all of that, i’m still in love with you.”

23. “why are you even here?”

24. “are you even listening to me?!”

25. “if you love me, you’ll let me go”

26. “i cant keep doing this to myself!”

27. “you don’t know me, so don’t act like you do.”

—

ENEMIES TO LOVERS

1. “you’re my tutor? absolutely not.”

2. “you haven’t called me an asshole yet today, everything okay?”

3. “i guess were partners for this…” “oh please someone kill me now.”

4. “just cause our parents are friends doesn’t mean we are”

5. “stop following me around like a lost puppy!” … “maybe you being around isn’t so bad.”

6. “congratulations, i guess.” “oh, are you done being an asshole now?”

7. “don’t feel special that i’m here, my mom made me come.” “mhm, sure.”

8. “are they fighting again?” “worse, they’re kissing”

9. “did i just hear a ‘thank you’?” “do not get used to hearing that.”

10. “i am not getting in that car with you, are you crazy?”

11. “do you ever stop complaining?” “you ever think that if you stopped being an idiot i wouldn’t need to complain?”

12. “why do you hate me?” “you think i hate you?”

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nekoannie-chan · 1 year ago

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Secrets Chapter 21: Visiting Old Friends part II

Pairing: Steve Rogers X OFC, Brock Rumlow X OFC.

Word count: 1234 words.

Summary: Sometimes keeping secrets can be dangerous or a heavy burden, which is what Kathleen has been doing for years. She will also be in charge of guiding Steve Rogers into this century; meanwhile, S.H.I.E.L.D. will be looking for a way to kick-start the Avengers Initiative by integrating her as one of the superheroes, but that won't be the only danger they face.

Warnings: Shower incident.

A/N: After long time working on this longfic, I finally post it. If you wanna be added to the taglist, let me know.

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Secrets masterlist.

Previous chapter.

Next chapter.

Kathleen sighed, she felt like when she was a kid and her parents took her to "secret work meetings"; which most of the time were meetings with other mutants and they let her play with the other kids, very few times they were projects, but they still let her hang out with the other kids there; now they were outside Doctor Henry "Hank" Pym's house waiting for him to open the door for them.

It had been a while since she had seen that family, she vaguely remembered Hope, sometimes she took care of her when her parents worked together, when Pym opened the door it was hard for her to recognize him, he looked older than she remembered.

“ Why did you ask me to come, Doctor Pym? My dad just told me you needed my powers," she asked curiously, she didn't know anything about the quantum world, so she didn't think it could be useful.

“I need you to go to this man's audience and read his mind, he may need it in the future," asked the old man as he handed her a folder with some information.

“Scott Lang? Doesn't look like someone important, Hank," Nozomu remarked, peeking out to see what his daughter was reading.

“That's why I need your daughter’s help, I'm sure she will know how to evaluate if she is competent or not, you yourself have told me the things that could happen," Pym explained.

Then she agreed, in a week it was Scott's hearing, she would improvise something to escape.

“I never understood why several people complained about Dr Pym if he is nice," she said to her parents when they left.

He smiled, sometimes she was still so innocent, even after all she had been through.

Meanwhile, at the S.H.I.E.L.D.'s gym, the training for that day had already started, Steve was worried because Kath didn't show up, he sent messages to her cell phone with some work, since he wasn't used to using the device yet, but he didn't receive any answer.

Forty-five minutes later Fury entered the place, it was rare to see him around, and with his only good eye, he looked for her without finding him.

“Captain Rogers, Commander Rumlow “he called them, and they approached”. Where is agent Anzai? “asked the director.

“Agent Anzai asked permission to leave because she was feeling sick," Brock informed, Steve looked at him astonished, he did not understand why she had not told him.

“ Did she feel sick or did you two make her sick? “Fury stared at the Commander. Rumors run fast in the corridors “he left before the pair could react and say something.

Kath was just entering her house when she received a message from Brock telling her that Fury had been looking for her, she also saw the one from Steve; internally she was glad that Brock had given a credible excuse, but now she would have to manage to avoid Steve's interrogation.

He went in to take a bath to relax, it worked so well that he didn't notice when Steve arrived, nor when he called her, the fact that he hadn't received any answer upset and worried him that he started to look for her in all the rooms, many things had gone through his mind since she was unconscious somewhere in the house until she had been kidnapped, without thinking about it he entered the only place that was needed; When she heard the door open abruptly, Kath woke up startled, she had fallen asleep in the bathtub, she looked up to see who had entered and screamed loudly when she saw Steve in front of her, he immediately turned completely red when he saw her naked and she pulled a towel trying to cover herself.

“I'm s-sorry... i-it w-wasn't my i-intention... I thought something bad had happened to me... R-Rumlow said you were feeling bad," she tried to apologize as she walked towards the door with her eyes closed.

“Steve, watch out, the... wall... “she warned him at the exact moment when the supersoldier crashed into the wall.

After he left the bathroom, she turned to see herself in the mirror, she was completely red, she had never been so embarrassed with him, although internally she had been amused, she could even say that she liked him seeing her, did Steve like seeing her like that, she shook her head vigorously to clear those thoughts from her mind, she had to get dressed quickly and go to apologize to him.

“Steve," she called to him in a sweet voice, he didn't dare to look at her, "I'm sorry for what happened a few moments ago," she felt nervous.

“It's my fault, I should have knocked first, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to, it's just that Rumlow said you didn't go to the training because you felt bad and I thought something bad happened to you “his face was still red.

“When there are a lot of people and their minds are noisy and I end up with a migraine, I'm really sorry about what happened, the bath helps me with the discomfort “she apologized again.

The day of Scott's trial she was there, he had been sentenced guilty and would be locked up for three years, it seemed unfair to her, and he tried to stop them from continuing to cheat people. From what she had heard in Scott's mind, she deduced that if he would serve what Hank wanted, in fact, she could tell he was the perfect candidate. His next stop was Pym's house again to brief him on the situation.

Steve sighed, he felt that he was betraying Peggy with what he felt, but there was something that made him uneasy, sometimes it seemed as if a long time ago, before entering the army, he had met Kathleen and that she had a lot of importance in his life, that had no logic, the resemblance of her with Katherine was too much, but Katherine he met at the same time as Peggy without counting that the dates did not coincide so it was more than impossible.

When Kathleen arrived home what she saw made her feel very sad, she was having a hard time understanding her feelings to see that scene, Steve had fallen asleep on the couch and in one hand he had the compass open with Peggy's picture and on the small table the card.

Sometimes she didn't know if she had done the right thing, it hurt her that she was not reciprocated or at least she thought so, she went straight to her room without saying anything.

“ What should I do? “She asked herself while she looked at the pictures of Nico, Clarice, Saori and the twins, if they were there they could advise her, she missed them so much, then she turned to one of the corners of the room and gave a sad smile to her friends, she kept the pictures where she always hid them and got under the covers to pretend she was sleeping.

“Kathy? “He entered the room and found that she was "asleep", he brushed her hair out of her face and gave her a little kiss on the cheek, but close to the corner of her lips. Rest well, doll," he murmured very softly, almost inaudibly.

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#Secrets #steve rogers x oc #brock rumlow x oc

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knittedjumpersandleatherjackets · 1 year ago

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Who Could Ever Leave Me (who could ever stay) - Wolfstar

The Marauders don't have a bassist. Peter fixes this. It isn't his fault that their new bassist is Sirius' one that got away.

Based on all the Marauder Band Au's on tiktok rn, especially rey_indihope

Warnings; gay, so gay. Minor homophobia, not discussed in depth, shitty families

“I booked us a gig.” Sirius looked up from his phone to Peter who was waving around his own phone like a lunatic. He blinked slowly at James who was sitting across from him before looking at Peter again. When no further comment followed the announcement Sirius sighed.

“You booked us a gig?” Sirius asked calmly. “When?”

“Next month!” Peter enthused. “We’re playing in the Leaky!”

“Next month?” Sirius asked before pushing himself up from the sofa. Sirius growled and stalked forward. “You booked us a gig next month in the Leaky?”

“Uh yes?” Peter was slowly losing his excitement as Sirius stepped closer. “Which I know you’re mad about because we don’t have a bassist.”

“So why do it then?” James asked from where he had his legs thrown over the side of the armchair he was sitting in. He had a cigarette dangling from one hand while he flicked through his Instagram feed.

“Cause I found us a bassist.” Sirius paused in his prowl, head tilting to the side as Peter hit the garage door switch. His dramatic reveal made James and Sirius laugh, all issues forgotten.

There, in James’ driveway, were two people, one of them with a bass guitar slung around his neck. The other was a tall ginger girl with her arms folded.

Bass guitar had an overlong wool jumper stretched across his broad shoulders. To top it off he was wearing corduroy. If Sirius hadn’t known any better he’d thrash Peter for even thinking of bringing him here. But Sirius did know better, he knew exactly how bass guitar looked under dim light with tight black jeans and cropped band shirts. He knew how he looked in eyeliner when it was smudged.

Red was wearing a pair of bell bottoms and a blouse with flared sleeves as if she had slipped right out of the 70s. Sirius kind of fucked with it.

“Meet Remus and Lily. Lily plays keys which is gonna help with a few of the other songs.” Peter introduced the pair as they stepped into the garage.

James hopped up out of the armchair, almost burning himself with his cigarette in his haste to greet the pair. He shook Remus’ hand enthusiastically and then Lily’s.

“You’re really very pretty,” James spoke to the pair. “That will help with our sex appeal. Right now it’s just Sirius.”

At long last Remus took in Sirius who was standing with a smirk, leaning against one of the wooden beams of the garage. He let his eyes travel the length of the overly tall man and winked when he met his eyes.

“Fancy seeing you again.” Sirius laughed as Remus blushed. “Must be quite the commute from Cornwall to London just for a band audition.”

“I uh, I moved.” Remus stuttered. Lily nudged him with a raised eyebrow but he didn’t lift his eyes from Sirius who was smirking.

“I’m sure. Let’s see what you’ve got then.” He gestured to the band set up. “You able to sing, Red?”

“My name is Lily.” She scowled before sighing. “But yeah, I can carry a tune.”

“Good. I got a new song, need decent vocals and James’ voice is too deep.”

///

Sirius sat out in the cool breeze, trying to cool down after the extensive run-through of all the music that they could play. Lily’s vocals were more than passable and he delighted in having someone who could hit the higher notes with him.

“I really did just move back.” Remus was suddenly there and Sirius looked up from his spot on the ground. He shrugged, holding out his cigarette which Remus took.

“No worries, it was just one night.” It hadn’t just been one night. It had been the night. The night Sirius left his toxic parents behind. The night Sirius realized he wasn’t straight by any stretch of the imagination. The night he let the quiet man from the bar take him back to some shitty Air B&B and show him what he’d been missing while flirting half the way through the female population of London.

“James is the best friend then?” Remus asked, exhaling smoke. “The one you mentioned.”

“Yeah. More like a brother or well, I can’t really say that anymore. Makes him feel weird.” Sirius shrugged. He looked up when a car turned onto the drive, approaching so close that the tire ended an inch from Sirius's foot. Remus had begun to back up but Sirius played the game of chicken and won.

"You could've moved," Regulus spoke as he stepped from the car, pushing his sunglasses up into his hair. Sirius only laughed while the others piled from the car. Pandora stepped out of the passenger seat while Evan and Barty shoved each other from the back seat.

"You wouldn't hit me. James would be upset." Sirius said and Pandora laughed in that wonderful way that made the world seem alright, even for just a minute.

"I thought that once, Evan still hit me with his bike." She warned Sirius, approaching him as he pushed himself up to standing. Pandora kissed both his cheeks before turning to Remus who was so busy watching he had let the cigarette go out. "Who's this?

"Our new bassist. We've got a gig." Sirius told her and she blinked at him before he sighed. "Remus, his name is Remus. You'll be happy to know he brought a friend. You're no longer our token female."

"Really? Is she as pretty as me?" Pandora asked Remus who stuttered and flushed before looking to Sirius for help.

"Wouldn't be hard Pands, you're a troll." Evan ruffled her hair before grabbing Sirius by his neck and kissing both his cheeks in the annoying way he imitated his sister. Sirius wiped both cheeks before smacking him.

"We're identical twins, Evan." Pandora reminded him, pushing past him to the garage door. Evan trailed after her complaining and Barty called out how pretty Evan was before waving at Remus and disappearing after them.

Sirius pawed at his pockets before finding his cigarette box and holding it open for Regulus who approached with a smirk. Of course, he'd be smirking. Sirius hadn't told anyone but his brother about Remus.

"Thought you were in Cornwall," Regulus muttered around the cigarette and Remus blanched. He looked to Sirius who only shrugged, lighting his own cigarette.

"My brother, Regulus." Sirius introduced. Remus looked even more confused and Sirius knew why. "A lot has happened in six months."

"Clearly," Remus said and turned back to Regulus. "Moved in with Lily last month. She needed a housemate and I needed more than Cornwall."

"Not many handsome blokes in Cornwall then, not like our Siri I'm guessing?" Regulus asked and Sirius laughed despite himself.

"Uh, I guess?" Remus offered. He was rescued by an overexcited James who barrelled out of the garage. Regulus caught him with one arm, the other holding the cigarette away from where James appeared. There had been one too many burns. Regulus was a quick learner.

"Hello, love," Regulus muttered before kissing James soundly making Sirius cringe. He was sick of them. Lovesick idiots.

"This is why I can't refer to James as my brother anymore," Sirius explained and Remus nodded slowly, averting his eyes from the pair who were whispering to each other lovingly now.

"You may as well come back inside, they'll be like this for a while," Sirius explained, leading Remus away.

"Been a while since they saw each other?" Remus asked.

"Like six hours."

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Sirius was panting heavily, Lily’s sweaty body pressed up against him. She circled her hips against his again and he threw his head back with a long groan, the noise around them blocked out.

She had surprised him in all the best ways. While he had initially thought that Sweet Little Lily who looked fresh out of the 70s had been cute, he had never imagined this Lily in a mini skirt and some form of lacy bralette. She was undeniably sexy and he knew the pair of them made for quite the show.

“Leave me in the morning.” Lily’s voice had the perfect rasp to accentuate Sirius’s voice and she had long since gone from the keys to right next to Sirius up front.

“Although, I don’t want to be on my own.” Sirius arched against Lily and shared her mic in a move that had the crowd below them screaming.

James and Remus filled in the ending of the song from behind their respective instrument. James on guitar and Remus on bass. Peter was giving it his all on the drums. They made quite the group.

Their first gig had been a raging success and since then the Leaky had made them a repeat show every second Saturday. In between, they ventured to different clubs with more and more offers from clubs and even one minor festival.

With the break of songs, Sirius accepted the water bottle James was drinking out of and shook his hair out like a dog. He talked to James while he tuned his guitar and Lily announced the next song from her spot by Peter who was tapping out the beginnings of a beat.

James asked Sirius a question and he held up a finger to pause James. He sang his opening line before turning around.

“Our secret moments in your crowded room.” He rejoined Lily, slinging an arm around her shoulder. She rested her head back against him. “They got no idea about me and you.”

Sirius watched Regulus approach the front of the crowd, leaning his elbows on the stage with a wink in James’s direction. Sirius kneeled down and grinned back at his best friend.

Lily took the moment to grab a drink of water again, lifting the bottle to Remus’ mouth when she finished. Leaving James to be the only one singing.

“Say my name and everything just stops.” The music cut as per the song and Sirius moved his mic to Regulus’ lips.

“James.” Regulus breathed against the mic and the accidental cords James played gave away how he felt about the change.

Regulus offered James a grin before melting back into the crowd.

“I don’t want you like a best friend does!” Sirius threw his head back, making eye contact with Remus.

Remus who hadn’t so much as unintentionally brushed against Sirius in the six months since they’d been in the same band. Sirius was sick of dropping hints but also much too proud to let Remus take the back seat. Sirius didn’t chase.

///

“You’re so fucking-“ James cut himself off in the green room, shoving Regulus against the wall and kissing him senselessly. Lily laughed in delight knowing her and Regulus’ plan worked.

The two of them had spoken about the break in the song. How it would be perfect if someone chose that moment to do something like Regulus’ had. As the only couple in the group, it seemed obvious who would do it.

“What do you say, Red? Wanna buy me a drink?” Sirius asked as they all filed from the room. “I usually get as much from someone who grinds on my dick all night.”

“Don’t flatter yourself. You’re not my type.” Lily laughed, shoving Sirius. He scoffed at her before scooping her up over his shoulder and taking off down the hallway with her thumping his back. “Put me down!”

Lily’s laughter echoed until they stepped back into the bar and he deposited her in favor of draping himself over three familiar faces.

“My favorite lesbians!” He cheered, wrapping his arms around all three in a hug which they returned. They were talking a mile a minute about how good the show was and Sirius basked in it.

“Meet my work wife. Lily Evan’s, the hottest lesbian I know. Sorry ladies but it’s true, look at those legs.” All three women looked Lily up and down before nodding in agreement. “Lily, this is my favorite gay couple, don’t tell Reg, Dorcas and Marlene. And my favorite very single, very hot, lesbian. Mary McDonald.”

“Charmed.” Lily grinned at the group, eyeing up Mary. “Want to buy me a drink?”

Mary, quite shy at the best of times, blushed a brilliant red before nodding. Sirius watched them go, jaw dropped. “You were supposed to buy my drink, you bint!”

“C’mon, I’ll get you one.” Remus appeared behind Sirius, speaking in a whisper against his ear. Sirius knew he practically melted, Dorcas and Marlene’s giggles didn’t help.

He followed Remus to the bar mutely and let the man order his vodka and coke for him. He stood with his straw stirring the drink before looking up at Remus from under his lashes. “Smoke?”

///

The alleyway beside the Leaky was dark and cramped. Sirius lit his cigarette before passing Remus his lighter. He leaned back against the stone wall and exhaled loudly, adrenaline pumping through his body still.

“Bringing back memories?” Remus asked and Sirius barked a laugh. The last time he’d been in an alleyway with Remus hadn’t exactly been like this.

“Some. Although I don’t remember you towering over me.” Because Remus had been on his knees in front of Sirius, pinning his hips to the wall with those big strong hands.

Remus only rolled his eyes, taking a long drag of his cigarette and Sirius grinned at him while leaning further against the wall and angling his hips out. Remus looked him up and down slowly before sighing.

“Relationships ruin bands. And I’m not looking for another quick fuck.” Remus told him and Sirius only smiled around his cigarette as he inhaled.

“You must be thinking of someone else,” Sirius told Remus. “I don’t remember anything quick about it. I remember it being slow and hard and amazing. But you’re right, I am worth more than being a quick fuck that doesn’t even get a text back.”

Sirius let himself back inside and left Remus gaping in the alleyway behind him, cigarette once again forgotten.

///

Sirius was strumming away on an acoustic guitar at the dinner table. His hair fell down over his face as he idly played. Remus found it hard not to notice Sirius these days. Especially when he left his hair loose and wore that black t-shirt that was just a little too tight in the biceps. Remus couldn't be blamed for noticing that.

No one else seemed to find the guitar at the dinner table strange, except Remus. He hadn't even known Sirius could play an instrument. He should've known better. Sirius was always surprising him.

From day one in that packed pub, sweaty bodies pressing close, Sirius's hot breath on his neck, Remus had been surprised. Surprised by how much he wanted. How much he was willing to give just for this one night with this one man.

James set the table as Peter served up dinner. They made sure not to interrupt Sirius or his notebook on the table where he paused intermittently to write something. When Peter plated up Sirius' food he pressed a kiss to the top of his head which Sirius leaned into with a small smile before returning to his strumming.

Remus had seen that content little smile once before and he had ruined it. He'd panicked and kicked Sirius out before his parents woke up in the shitty Air B&B they had rented for their trip to London. He couldn't afford for them to see Sirius, afraid it would've ended badly.

It would have. He learned that much in the last six months.

But The Marauders were the best thing that had ever happened to Remus. He couldn't risk the little family that had welcomed him with open arms. Not just for the sake of the band but for his own sake too. Sirius would understand eventually. Right now he just thought Remus was the cool bassist. Remus wasn't cool. He was fucked up.

"Burning desire," Sirius hummed before crossing words out. After everyone had finished their dinner Sirius was still strumming. Remus hadn't seen him stop to eat but his plate was in fact empty when he and Lily picked up dishes to wash.

Later that night, after all the dishes had been washed and a movie had been watched, Sirius was still there. Remus spotted him on his way upstairs to the unofficial room that he shared with Lily.

The sleeping arrangements changed depending on who was present but most nights he and Lily shared the bedroom next to Peter's. Both of them had sworn they didn't care about sharing.

Peter stopped by the room that night, closing the door firmly behind him and smiling at both Remus and Lily warily. "So tomorrow we're uh, showcasing some new songs."

"Okay?" Lily and Remus intoned, sharing a look between them both before returning to Peter.

"We do it every couple of months. Keeps Sirius and James occupied for the weekend." They didn't have a show this weekend and Remus had presumed it was just for everyone to have a break. The way Peter was speaking made him think it had been planned for a reason.

"Occupied?" Lily asked slowly. Peter sighed heavily and swallowed.

"Reg is going home for the weekend." Oh. Oh. That wasn't a good thing. While Lily knew the bare bones of the Black sibling's history, Remus had been more than privy to it all. Quiet pillow talk of understanding shit parents came back to him and he sighed.

"Why?" Remus found himself asking. "Why would he go back?"

"They don't know. That he lives here with James and Sirius. He hasn't told them yet. They pay for him to live in Uni dorms. They don't even know Sirius is in London." Peter explained in a rush like he was afraid someone would hear him. "So he goes home every few months, as little as possible, to keep up appearances."

"That sucks." Remus sighed and Peter nodded. "Are we supposed to know?"

"Everyone knows but no one talks about it. Evan and Barty come over and we all pretend that nothing is out of the ordinary. Pandora goes home with him. It's not easy on anyone but it helps, knowing he has her." Peter sighed heavily. "His parents think he's dating Pandora and because she's a Rosier they allow it. They'd kill him if he knew otherwise."

Remus understood that much.

///

"Alright, who's got what?" James asks from his armchair. It had never looked so lonely without Reg perched on the side, playing with James' hair.

"I've got two very different vibes going today. Trying to figure out which to show you. Someone else go first." Sirius waved his hand, the little notebook sitting open on his lap.

"I'll go first then. Remus, I need you and Peter for a minute." Lily called them both up. Peter took a seat at his drum set and let Lily give him an idea, setting up a steady rhythm. She looked to Remus as he tried a few different beats to echo with. It took him a few minutes before he got her smile of approval.

"Keep it steady, okay?" She instructed, her hand curling around the mic stand. She hummed to herself for a minute, swaying with Remus and Peter's music before beginning. Remus was so focused on maintaining his rhythm that she was well into the song before he tuned in.

"Saw your face, heard your name. Gotta get with you." Remus idly wondered if Mary had inspired this new song, her name had become more frequent around the house since that gig when they had both met.

"Girls like girls like boys do." Remus listened to Lily, watching her bow to applause and wolf whistles from the others.

"Remus, I need your bass." Sirius huffed, appearing in front of Remus, hands grabbing the instrument and almost choking him in the process. Remus didn't usually let other people touch his baby but he supposed he could allow Sirius to.

"Peter, give me a beat." Remus took Sirius' vacated seat and watched as Peter and Sirius played back in forth before finding a middle ground.

"Now build it steadily. You'll know when." Sirius warned Peter who nodded.

"Combat. I'm ready for combat." Sirius's voice started out haunting, more so than usual. Remus felt enraptured as Sirius sang. He grew with passion as Peter's tempo increased. Sirius' fingers moved across the bass sure and steady.

"Can you see right through me?" Remus didn't know if it was wishful thinking, imagining the song to be about him. It was one night. It couldn't have been enough to invoke a response like that. But Sirius had his eyes locked on Remus as he sang, unwavering.

"You could stay." Sirius was almost whispering. "Combat. I'm ready for combat."

The room was silent before James released a noisy breath. "Every fucking time. You're amazing, Padfoot."

Sirius only ducked his head, placing Remus' bass against its stand and flopping down beside Remus without looking at him. James took to the mic next, his acoustic resting in his lap as he took a seat on a stool.

"We'll have to speed it up at some point but that's not my area of expertise so." James shrugged, tuning the guitar before strumming an idle cord. "Apologies in advance, Pads. It's about Reg."

Sirius groaned but laughed and James took a deep breath before strumming. Remus was too busy paying attention to the heat of Sirius against him to listen to James' beginning.

"Waking up beside you, I'm a loaded gun." Remus understood James' uncharacteristic shyness. It was just blatant sex, that's what he sang about. But something in it was oddly romantic. When James finished he had barely sat before Sirius was back, Remus' bass in hand again.

"Well, if we're gonna sing songs about sex." Remus watched with rapt attention, unable to control his blush as Sirius unleashed what was basically an autobiography of their night.

"I can take it on the ground, if I get too loud you can shut my mouth." Remus had been wary of his parents in the next room and had in fact fucked Sirius on the ground with one hand over his mouth.

"Add that to the setlist right fucking now," Lily instructed when Sirius finished up. Remus was tied between being turned on and mortified at the thought of his sex life being announced to the world.

///

FMRN, as Lily lovingly named it, was in fact added to the setlist. It was added alongside No Control and Come and Go which was Peter's contribution. Tonight was the first time they'd be playing the new songs and the Leaky was packed.

Remus suffered through the first half of the set to Sirius and Lily grinding on each other, sharing sultry glances, and playing with the audience. The last song before they took a five-minute break was Sirius' new song.

Remus expected the usual grinding and sexual tension between Lily and Sirius but instead, they switched it up. Lily sat on the edge of the stage, her legs spread as much as possible with the leather mini-skirt she was wearing.

Mary took her place between Lily's legs and in his distraction, Remus lost Sirius as Lily began singing. Until he felt the presence behind him. Sirius was standing on the edge of the raised portion of the stage that housed Peter and the drum kit.

It left him level with Remus, which he used to his advantage, pulling Remus in with his front pressed along his back. Remus had watched Sirius grinding against Lily all these months and wished loudly for this moment. But he hadn't been prepared to have Sirius whisper Lily's lyrics in his ear as he rolled his hips against Remus' arse.

The only distance Remus got was when it was Sirius' turn to sing but even that didn't give him much room as Sirius kept his arm locked tight across his chest.

By the end of the song, Remus was glad for the break, making excuses to the bathroom. On the way out he bumped into Regulus who only raised an eyebrow at Remus. Remus sighed before an idea entered his mind.

Remus got back on stage with a plan, no matter that Sirius was back in front of the crowd with his hand on Lily's hip as he moved them in a slow sensual roll.

"Our secret moments, in your crowded room." Lily rasped and Sirius pulled her closer. "They got no idea about me and you."

Remus watched, his hands sweating against the bass as Regulus made his customary slow stroll through the crowd and James lit up from behind his guitar. It had become a tradition at this point.

"Say my name and everything just stops." Remus's hands came up to cup the microphone as Regulus covered Sirius' mic with his own hand, pushing it away.

"Sirius." Remus breathed before picking up the song again.

"I don't want you like a best friend." Lily picked up the song as Sirius spun on his knees to face Remus.

"Only bought these clothes so you could take 'em off." Sirius sang from his position on his knees. "Carved your name into my bedpost. I don't want you like a bandmate. Only bought these clothes so you could take 'em off."

A crooked finger from Remus had Sirius raising from his knees and stepping closer, into Remus' space. Lily continued to sing but Remus couldn't hear her. He was holding his breath.

"You made your mark on me," Remus whispered against Sirius as he stepped until he was pressed against Remus and his bass. Remus raised his hand, curling it into the front of his shirt and kissing Sirius desperately.

Part two?

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Genre: Fiction, Adult, Dark Romance, Contemporary

Rating: 3 out of 5

Content Warning: Eyeballs and eye sockets, Amateur surgery, Skin ornaments, Chainsaws, axes, knives, scalpels - a lot of sharp objects, Accidental cannibalism, Not-so-accidental cannibalism, Questionable use of a mummified corpse, Lobotomized man servant, Ill-advised use of kitchen implements, I’m sorry about the cookies and cream ice cream (I’m not really), Detailed sex scenes which include (but are not limited to) cock warming, rough sex, praise kink, anal, adult toys, choking, spitting, dom/sub interactions, genital piercings, References to parental neglect and child abuse, Parental loss (not depicted - one parent murdered, one parent passed in child birth), References to child sexual assault (not in detail), It’s a book about serial killers, so there’s some generally messed-up murder and chaos

Summary: The viral TikTok friends-to-lovers dark romantic comedy full of murder, chaos, and spice—unlike anything you’ve read before—now available in all bookstores When a chance encounter sparks an unlikely bond between rival murderers Sloane and Rowan, the two find something elusive—the friendship of like-minded, pitch-black souls. From small town West Virginia to upscale California, from downtown Boston to rural Texas, the two hunters collide in an annual game of blood and suffering, one that pits them against the most dangerous monsters in the country. But as their friendship develops into something more, the restless ghosts left in their wake are only a few steps behind, ready to claim more than just their newfound love. Can Rowan and Sloane dig themselves out of a game of graves? Or have they finally met their match?

*Opinions*

This was another social media influenced read as romance and dark romance in particular is having a moment right now. However, there is only so much I can take in a dark romance before I ask why someone isn’t calling the police. The thing that drew me to this novel is that both of the main characters are serial killers, so there wouldn’t be the normal power imbalance that makes me uncomfortable. While I enjoyed my time with this novel, it didn’t grip me the same way as all the people singing its praises. However, it also has a good number of haters and I don’t think I am there either.

Butcher and Blackbird follow Solan Sutherland and Rowan Kane, two serial killers who hunt serial killers in Raleigh South Carolina, and Boston Massachusetts respectively. When Rowan stumbles upon Solan when a hunt goes wrong, he decides that once a year they should attempt to hunt the same serial killer, whoever gets the kill wins. What neither of them expects is that spending time with another person who understands their gruesome hobby will open something inside them. As they get closer and the games get deadlier, Solan and Rowan need to decide whether being vulnerable is worth the risk.

The first thing that you need to be able to do in this novel is suspend disbelief a good deal. We have two serial killers who are not at all worried about being caught and openly talk about their murders in public places. Multiple people in their lives know that they are serial killers and they seem to use their real names when they get plane tickets, hotels, and rental cars when they are on their yearly hunts. If you cannot let this novel sit in a world where the FBI and police are not actively looking for a serial killer who plucks out people’s eyes and randomly now seems to be moving about the country, then this will just aggravate you. Also, at one point they take time to makeout while they are in active danger and I could not roll my eyes hard enough.

It is a rather short summary because there really isn’t a lot of plot in this novel. It is more vignettes of plot strung together to move us through the relationship, but we don’t see a lot of the parts that I want to make me fall in love with a couple. I think the issue is the year time jumps in which Solan and Rowan are building their relationship that we never get to see. Now, I don’t want to see every text between them, but I would have loved to see Rowan and Solan during their time in Boston when he was taking care of her to make the last third of the book have an emotional hit. I didn’t dislike my time with this book, though there were parts in the sex scenes that did give me the ick, but I didn’t care about Solan or Rowan all that much because I felt as if I didn’t know them all that well. The twist at the end was…whatever. It didn’t shock me all that much. Also, there wasn’t enough murder for a serial killer romance, in my opinion.

I don’t feel as if get enough of either of the character’s backstories to get a good idea about either of them. Solan was self-conscious and Rowan was scared of losing her, those were their personality traits. It is also the crux of their relationship and it’s issues. Solan doesn’t trust Rowan or think that he could want her because she thinks that she is unlovable. Rowan is obsessed with Solan but doesn’t want to scare her away so he keeps an arm's distance even though it is driving him insane. That’s it, that’s their whole dynamic for the entire book. When they finally have sex, the reader gets multiple chapters, but never any emotional depth to their relationship. I know that is not what everyone is looking for in a dark romantic comedy, but it is what I need to be invested. Also, there was a part in the sex scene that went from very sexy to very gross very quickly, but I know that is a personal preference thing.

This was a 3.5 read rounded down to a 3 because as I was writing this review I became more annoyed with this book. It was a fun enough read and I will go on with the companion novels, but I won’t be buying a copy for my shelves. Also, please please please read the content warnings before reading this because I can see how some of these things would be really hard for people to read in a romance.

#book review #booklr #3 out of 5 stars #dark romance #butcher & blackbird #the ruinous love trilogy #brynne weaver

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