#hey sorry i yelled at you i just dont like your friends + stop cutting your hair its disrespectful to me + you need to be better

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Marcy being yelled at 🥰

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3005 - Mühl

Don’t drink when you have an inexplicable yearning for your bestfriend.

Nika Muhl x Fem Reader

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You stood underneath the basket in the huskies gym. Lost in a daze as a familiar Croation girl was practicing her form. Her concentration left a mark in between her eyebrows and her lips slightly pursed. You had been thinking about how tough two had first met. Starting off as roommates who would speak maybe every other day to doing everything together. When you first started talking to Nika as a friend instead of a roomie, you had acknowledged the girls very obvious beauty. The way her eyes shined when the sun hit them, how whenever she was frustrated her accent would be more pronounced in every syllable, and how she was incredible person and an even better athlete.

Your fall for her was quick and without warning as you had begun to notice the way your body would involuntarily heat up with the smallest contact. Not to mention whenever she was just a little closer to you your heart would pick up and you could hear the blood flowing within you. Without your noticing Nika had stopped when she had realized your out of touch look.

“Hey are you okay?” Concern laced throughout her words.

“Yea sorry I zoned out.” Your response not convincing her as she started her walk towards you giving you a small smile. As she walked closer to the rim, she took out her ponytail and began to talk

“Are you sure? we can go, I was practically done anyways.”

“Sorry, I’m just not feeling a hundred percent today” Not lying but not being completely honest, the feeling of boredom from just catching Nikas rebounds was starting to get to you. You also just wanted an excuse to retreat to your dorm as it was starting to get late and you had an essay due later in the week.

“It’s okay, plus I know you have that paper due soon. Can we go out after you’re done. I kinda wanna get drunk tonight.” She smiles at you with a large grin at her last few words. Her eyes comparable to a puppies.

“I dont know Niks, I kinda just wanna stay in tonight.” Your response causing her to lock you into a tight hug, she moves you side to side as she began to yell please a million times over. Her grasp unrelenting until another girl clad in a UConn practice jersey walked over.

“Twin can you like stop making out with (yn) in the gym, thanks.” Paige spoke as she peeled Nika off of your body. Your face a slight hue of pink due to the hug and Paiges statement.

“See, look at her, poor girl.” She continues to point out the spread across your cheeks. All Paige ever did was tease you about Nika. She was a very observant girl, a skill acquired from years of basketball, so she was quick to deduce that you had a major crush on Nika. Faster than you were able to in fact.

She had offered to put in good word for you and try to “gas you up” to her. But you had declined in fear of rejection. All her past relationships were with men so why would that change now was your mindset.

“Ughh, she doesnt want to go out tonight, and I wanted her-”

“Youre going out tonight. Were actually all going out tonight. I know you have major FOMO too so boom I win.” Paige quickly cuts Nika off.

“Thats actually so unfair. What time?” You ask rolling your eyes, as you can feel a small smile move its way onto your face.

“9, Nikas driving since she offered, be at my dorm by 8:30.” Paige quickly finishes as her coach, Geno, walked into the gym area. Saying her quick goodbyes as she went to follow him.

“See this is why Paige is my twin, cause she always manages to convince you to go out with me.” Nika says smiling at you as she dragged you both out of the gym.

“Thats unfair Niks you know I cant say no to group events.”

“Well thats your fault you should already know to never say no to me.”

“How toxic of you. I dont know how I manage being roommates with such an evil girl.” You joke as she unlocks her car.

“Please, you love this evil girl. I see the way you look at me.”

You scoff at her reply, internally however, your heart racing in your chest. The last few words were dancing on the line of serious and playful banter.

A sudden laugh from her eases your heart however as you look out the window searching the tree line for seemingly nothing. Missing the look she gives you.

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“WHO WANTS SHOTS?” A drunked Paige shouts right next to your ear as she looks over your shoulder to see a good portion of her teammates. You recoil from the loud shouting, to be honest you don’t even remember arriving.

You look around the bar in search of Nika who had been missing for the better part of the meet. You remember her saying she was going to go the bathroom. In good will you started to make your way towards the bathroom hoping she wasn’t in there dying from what felt like a couple of hundred shots Paige had made the both of you down earlier.

“Yo (yn) wait” The same blonde stops you, gripping your shoulder and harshly turning you around. The alcohol seemed to make her forget her own strength as she quickly patted the area she grasped.

“Drink this, trust me.” She said as she handing you a long shot filled with a clear alcohol.

“What is it?” You pondered familiar with the looks of it, but with Paige you wouldn’t chance it knowing how much she wanted you to confront Nika about your feelings.

“Just trust me, okay? You’ll be more open with her I promise. And if it goes south, then you can take another and you wont even remember how embarrassed you are.” She answered your question with full confidence

Taking turns looking at Paige and the shot, not knowing if it was the alcohol that you had downed earlier finally kicking in or Paiges convincing smile, you had downed the shot quickly recoiling when it had burned.

“Fuck Paige, what is this?” You ask her as your face involuntarily scrunches

“Everybody’s favorite, Everclear” she laughs as she began to push you in the direction of the bathroom. When you had finally reached the door, she had pushed you in, giving you a small smile and thumbs up before locking the door from the inside and quickly retreating. From the outside Paige had found an out of service sign and promptly put it infront of the door before heading back to her teammates table, all while giggling to herself about playing cupid.

From inside the somehow empty bathroom you heard slight hiccups and a sniffle.

“Nika? Is that you?” You ask even though you knew it couldn’t be anyone else.

A few shuffles later from the other side of the large stall, the door opens and reveals a disheveled Nika, who very obviously had too much to drink.

“Take me to yours please” She stumbled out of the stall, collapsing into your arms as she put her full weight on to you. Her body was on fire, you could feel the warmth radiating from off her, it almost felt good if she wasn’t slick with sweat. Her head rested upon your shoulder as you took her back into the big stall, you walking forward as she walked backwards to which she rose her head and looked at you confused.

“I cant right now, Paige made me drink another shot and I can feel it in my legs.” You explained, you would of drove both of you home by now if you didn’t feel a fuzziness erupting from your lower half.

Nika released a big sigh before leaning herself against the wall and sliding down to sit with her head laid back against the wall and her legs fully extended.

“Sit with me” She had demanded without even looking up

“Yea no, that floors dirty.” The alcohol had you speaking without fixing your tone as you came off a little harsh.

“I don’t care I want you to sit with me.” Nika picked her head up as it was heavy to look up at you. The way the light had hit her eyes made them shine in a way that softened you. Without a fuss, you had begun to kneel down to sit next to her without even realizing. Her smile as your back rested against the wall made the grimy floor somewhat bearable.

“You make me feel so full” Nika blurbed out. Her cheeks dusted with a sheen of pink that complimented her tan.

“Mhm, remind me not to let you drink next time we go out.” You replied jokingly, if she had said that comment earlier when you were sober you might’ve exploded on the spot. Luckily the drink had calmed your demeanor and even made you a little braver.

“Actually, you know, like when im with other people. Its different. Empty, you know. Even with people im interested in, they never make me feel the way you do.” The way she stumbled over her words tugged strings in your heart.

“Who like your ex? Obviously Niks, he was kind of an ass”

She chuckles at the thought of her past lover and your obvious distaste for him. Sure he wasn’t that horrible but he only did the bare minimum. And for some reason Nika could never explain unless she was under the influence, whenever he or anybody, would fuck up her first thought was to compare them to you.

“Yea, but everything’s different when it comes to you” She said in a hushed voice, her eyes never moving off of yours. Instinct from basketball or not you relished in her undivided attention. It made you dizzy.

“In what way?” You asked, discreetly shuffling yourself a little closer to her body.

“Fuck everybody but you.” Her response made you smile. Here you were sitting with a drunken Nika who was trying so hard to explain herself to you.

“Fuck em?” You laughed out, her sudden brazen attitude towards the world surprised you. For somebody so level headed like her, she seemed like a teenager trying to find her way.

“Fuck em” She clarified while grabbing your hand. Given, she was usually touchy with you. But it felt different this time. The warmth of her hand had lit a possibility. Taking your chance, you interlocked your fingers with hers, taking your eyes off of her for a moment to fully take in the occasion. The way her hands were mostly soft except for some calluses entranced you. You used your other hand to trace her own. Slowly you felt her slump her head on to your shoulder. Her scent was overwhelming, invading your brain until all you could think of was her and nothing else. Nika was all that mattered.

She looked at you through her eyelashes prompting you to move your head ever so slightly to lock eyes with her.

Maybe it was the alcohol or the way you could smell her perfume but the way she was looking at you in this moment was unmistakable. It was the same look Paige would use to describe you looking at her. But she had slowly sat up, she was close enough that you could feel every little exhale against your face. It was a strange feeling, it felt so weird yet so right. Maybe it was the fear of your friendship breaking that made you turn to look straight ahead. But that feeling was quickly shut down when Nika had softly grabbed the side of your face, with her non dominant hand, making you look at her. Her touch felt like fire against your skin.

“Youre so pretty” Her sudden compliment made you feel even warmer. All her actions made you float. Youre head felt dizzy as you involuntarily looked at her soft plump lips as she spoke once again. Youre throat was dry, opening your mouth to try and talk but she quickly covered your mouth before you could speak.

“I wanna be by your side, but only of you’ll have me” Her confession makes you freeze in your spot, making you quickly sober up. You had started to smell the lingering alcohol that tinged her breath. As much as you would like to accept her confession, she was drunk. You doubted she would remember what she said in the heat of the moment. As your stuck in your thoughts, you feel your head moving down and see her features getting closer.

You stick your hand in between the two of you. Making Nika place her lips against the inside of your hand.

“Youre drunk Niks, let’s talk about this in the morning.” You managed to speak, regretting your actions however as Nika quickly stood up and with glossy eyes she managed to say in a broken voice

“This is so embarrassing, can we just forget I said anything. I don’t wanna lose you as a friend” She looked at you as you followed her up, you grabbed her hands, gently rubbing her knuckles as you assured her

“No, Nika I promise you I want you too. I just cant while you’re drunk. Youre so beautiful and amazing, trust me I want to kiss you so bad, I just cant while you’re drunk. Pretty bad huh, I got an amazing woman trying to kiss me and I refuse” You quickly joke hoping to put her at ease.

She stood there for a second before a small smile appeared with an even smaller tear cascading down her round flushed cheeks.

“Super bad” She replied as she put her arms against your shoulders, leaning her forehead against yours. Swiftly, you pressed a chaste kiss against her cheek before pulling her impossibly closer and hiding your face in her brown hair.

She laughed at your child like behavior but she couldn’t complain since she had longed for a tight hug filled with compassion from you. She didn’t even know she needed it until now. She felt a wave of tiredness wash over her as she whispered in your ear.

“Take me home please. Stay with me tonight”

“Of course”

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You had blinked and suddenly had woken up with a familiar weight on top of you. Nika was acting like koala on your side as one of her legs lay across your belly and her arm across your front assuring her grip on you. Guessing from the fact that you both laid on the still made bed, you had both crashed as soon as you made it to Nika’s dorm.

With careful wiggling, you had managed to shimmy Nikas arm off of you as you decided to get up and try to surprise her with a good start to her day, a full breakfast. When you tried to lift her leg off of your stomach, she quickly parried by instead straddling you giving you a quick drowsy smile before leaning down to hide her face in the crook of your neck.

“Goodmorning” Her muffled voice vibrated against the skin of your neck, inadvertently making you smile.

“Goodmorning” You said while you wrapped your arms around her back, gently tracing shapes along it.

“So?” She asked

“So what”

“So wheres my kiss” She said trying to be brave but failing as you could feel her lips dance their way up your nape and to your jaw. Not even kissing, just grazing, which somehow made it feel even better.

She stopped right before she touched the corner of your lips to give a loving yet cautious look to ask for permission.

“I didn’t even get a chance to brush my teeth and you wanna kiss me. Just tell me how bad you want me Niks”

A soft giggle erupted from her as she smiled widely and slid off of your body and off of the bed. Her warmth quickly leaving you wanting for more.

“Youre right, I’ll show you after you’re done.” She said as she walked away, her body language very obviously taunting you as she left you in the empty bed.

Sitting up, you chased after her to find her with a toothbrush in her mouth and waving a new toothbrush package in the air before throwing it at you.

“Eager are we?” You tease her, she rolls her eyes at your comment before rinsing out her mouth and standing behind you as you applied toothpaste to your own toothbrush.

“Im gonna make coffee. I wanna talk more about last night” She told you before kissing your cheek and walking off.

You watched her leave in the mirror, admiring her back profile before finishing up your small task. As you walked into the open kitchen the smell of coffee beans hit your nose and one hell of a view hit your eyes. Nika was pouring 2 cups of coffee, one for you and one for her. It was something that you had seen before as you and the Croatian have had countless sleepovers but never in this context. It was something that you could definitely get use to seeing more often.

Walking up to the counter, you grabbed both mugs before heading into the living area and setting them on the coffee table in front of her couch. You turned on the TV and put on the news to a lowered volume setting for some background noise. For some odd reason you were nervous. Your heart was beating a little faster than usual. Even though you already knew what she was gonna say, she liked you. Right?

“Listen about last night.” Nika had started off as she walked around the small table to sit adjacent to you. Your legs touching as she slid closer.

“I like you, like really like you.” Her pronounced really made her accent come out stronger than usual. Her face was serious and her hands were clasped as she looked down at her mug filled with a light brown coffee. She was just as nervous as you were which put you at ease.

“I really like you too Niks. I wanna be with you too. Can I ask you something?” Her demeanor was more relaxed now as you were completely honest with her. A smile plastered across her face at the reciprocated feelings.

“Anything” She had answered

“When did you start liking me?” You had wanted to know since last night. The question was tugging at you. You had wanted to know how much time you had wasted being friends when you could have been in each others arms.

“I dont know the exact time I really realized. But I knew when I just couldnt stop thinking of you, day or night. Even in my dreams you would be there. I would compare everybody to you. You were my standard. Eventually I just realized I wanted to be with you.” She says before taking a sip of her hot drink. Her earnest tone made you go crazy. She was confessing her love for you, it wasn’t a dream, it wasn’t a delusion, it was real life and it felt so good.

“Mhm” was all you could reply with. You were afraid that if you did speak an actual word you would end up being too loud out of pure happiness.

“What about you when did you start liking me.” She had asked back. You looked down at the table for your own cup, grabbing it and watching the way the liquid would sway with every little movement.

“One day, a while back near the start of spring, I forget what I was doing but I felt sad. I felt like it should have been the two of us there. I forgot whatever I was doing, but I never forgot the feeling of missing you. I didn’t expect it to hurt so much. Then when I got back to my dorm, you were there waiting for me, already watching a movie and finishing off the last of my snacks. If it were anybody else I probably would of gotten mad, but then you got up and ran to hug me and asked where I had been and at that moment I felt a warmth. Like the kind that you get when you hug somebody you care for but it was multiplied by 100” You hadnt looked at her your entire speech. You set back down the coffee without even taking a sip. You just needed the focus on something else so you could speak your mind freely. Putting your attention back on Nika you noticed a look you had seen before. The same level of concentration she had while on the court except instead of a fierceness it held a soft look. As if she was taking in every feature across your face and engraving it into her soul.

“Can I kiss you?” She had asked, you smiled at her politeness, before nodding. Without a second between she had quickly leaned forward to press her lips against yours. Slowly, you moved your lips against hers. Taking in the softness of her lips and how she tasted like coffee. Not breaking the kiss, she had sat herself onto your lap as her arms wrapped around your neck ensuring you wouldn’t be able to back out this time. Not that you would.

Your hands found her waist. Firm from constant practice and conditioning, you started to grip her sides with your hands while also pulling her forward making sure your chests were flush against each other. Nika let out a soft groan as she opened her mouth, her nose brushing against your cheek as she went to hide her face in your nape, prompting you to kiss against hers. You kissed up and down her neck, her breath had fastened and she started to get louder in your ear. Her sounds made you grip her even harder as you opened your mouth slightly, you started nipping her. Making sure to leave faint purple and red marks across it. Nika had started to slightly grind on your body, erupting a feeling deep within your stomach before a sudden alarm went off on her phone making her quickly turn around to check it.

“Fuck!” She had yelled, extremely frustrated as she had hopped off your lap.

Stunned for a moment at the fact that your guys session had comed to an abrupt end. You stood up asking her what was wrong. Following her into her room as she threw some items from the drawers into her bag.

“I forgot today was Tuesday, im so so so sorry, I have practice today. Geno will kill me if I dont show up on time” She said quickly before heading back out of the room and grabbing her keys off of the kitchen counter.

“Please please please, be here when I get back.”

“So we can..?” You asked, you wanted to joke with her so she could see the irony in the situation, that and the fact she seemed incredibly stressed out over her coach and being late to practice.

“So we can pick up where we left off obviously. You have a weird thing for getting me to say that I want you.” She laughed as she stood in the door way.

“I just love hearing you say it. Sounds good” You smiled at her, admiring the way her hair was slightly frizzy and how pretty she was even with a bare face. If she wasn’t a basketball star she could have easily been a model.

“Okay, ill make sure to tell you just how much I want you when I get back, but you gotta be here babe” She had begun to tease you back, after giving a chuckle at her remark, she stole a quick kiss from you before walking down the dorm buildings hallway.

“I’ll be here, don’t take too long Mühl” You had said down the hallway. She turned around, and suddenly started bolting down the hallway. You didn’t even have a second to react before she kissed you in front of her dorm.

“I don’t know I suddenly feel kinda sick. Im going to text Geno that im going to get the doctor to treat me. Go to the bed. Ill be there in a second.”

Without saying a word, you swiftly turned around and made your way down the dorm and turned into Nikas large room. Sitting on her bed before hearing the door close.

“Yea, im going to see a doctor sorry Coach, yea her name is Dr. (yln). I will, thanks bye.”

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Okay W ending once again. Going to write the 2nd part to this later. Maybe post it in 2-3 days. This was my longest post yet brudda.

Send in some requests pretty please. Im out of ideas and had writers block before pushing this baby out at like 1 AM 🙏.

Also W you if you got the multiple references in this fic.

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could you do jock!clarisse x nerd!(fem)reader and like clarisse bullies reader but then they somehow like each other at the end! idk if this makes sense but i loved your other fics of clarisse! tyyy xxx

Jock!Clarisse La Rue x NerdFem!Reader

AN - Hey! Sorry, this took me so long to answer I didn't notice I had a request!!

I also don't know If you want this as a modern HC or camp .... so we are gonna do Modern and kinda mix it up! xoxo - Emma

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Clarisse was someone everyone knew about, she was the star on the field for the hammer throw (Which for those who dont know is when you throw a heavy ball in the air and you try to make it go a far distance … requires a LOT of upper arm muscles) 

Everyone admired her, but you? You hate her. She always had something to say, especially ever since the day that you said no to givng her the homework answers. 

Ever since that day she always picked on you, saying something that made you roll your eyes and tell her to get lost. 

If you havent figured it out yet the reason why this all started was because she thought you were smart … everyone does, and thats why she had asked you for the answers. She though you would have said yes, an easy target, but she was mistaken when she realized how stubborn you are.

“What is the answer to this.” You heard a voice ask, disturbing your peaceful evening in the library. “When will you ever stop.” You mumbled, not even having to look up to realize it was Clarisse. 

“Once you give me the answers” She answered with a roll to her eyes as if you should have already known the answer. 

You stood up grabbing your book but before you fully stepped away from the table you grabbed your notebook before she could grab it which made her sigh. Getting up she followed you as you walked down the dark isles of books, dim lights following the two of you. 

“Don't you have practice to get to?” you asked softly stopping abruptly which caused her to almost crash into you, “stalking me Y/n? How do you know I got practice.” She asked, not stopping the smirk that covered her face.

You turned to look at her, an annoyed look on your face “Everyone knows when you have practice… don't go thinking you're so special now.” you mumbled starting to walk again but she cut off your exit by standing in front of you and raising her arms. “Where are you going so soon?” she asked a piece of her hair falling in her face and for a moment you felt something change in your stomach, maybe it was a fear or maybe it was butterflies. 

“Clarisse … move.” You mumbled, looking to meet her in the eyes but she shook her head “Give me the answers.” She spoke clearly, her smile dropping “I told you, Clarisse, keep dreaming.” she rolled her eyes and shook her head “I don't think you understand” 

“I don't understand? You're the one who keeps trying to get answers from me even when I say no. if you don't understand the work then maybe you could ask me for help instead.” You spoke back with more of an annoyed voice, pushing her arms down which felt so strong in your grasp, and then walked away. 

She followed your figure as you walked, her arms crossed over her chest as she leaned her weight onto one hip. “You’ll regret this.” She yelled out and you just waved her off. 

The next day you continued your life as usual, but this time you felt more people staring at you. It wasn't until your friend stopped you in the hallway did you found out why “Is it true?” she asked to which you looked at her with a puzzled look “Is what true?” you mumbled and she seemed even more confused “that you made a move on Clarisse.” 

You stopped for a moment “Hello? Clarisse? The girl I hate with all my life? No way.” you let out a chuckle at the thought, but you couldn’t help the shake in your hands increase. You didn't know who made this rumor, or why they did it in the first place. 

You have no issues with anyone (Except Clarisse) always trying to help others (Except Clarisse) theres no reason as to why someone would make such a weird rumor. 

Later that day you found yourself in the library again, helping the librarian put the books away. You were on the top floor that no one ever really went to unless it was to make out. You looked outside the window and saw the teams playing on the field, Clarisse and her teammates had finished up because you saw her swinging her bag over her shoulder and walking off towards the library. 

You let out an annoyed sigh hoping she wouldn't find you, but just as you thought of her you swore she looked up at you. 

So you quickly pushed the cart forward so you weren't in front of the window anymore.

It didn't take long for her to find you, you turned down an aisle and saw her standing there leaning against the shelf. “Can I help you?” you asked as you grabbed a book and traced the shelf until you found a spot for it. 

“Just wanted to see if you liked the little rumor?” she smiled coming closer to you “Oh yeah it was very clever” you spoke with a shrug as you walked down the aisle moving so you wouldn't hit her “All the teams were talking about it at practice.” You felt embarrassed for a moment but just shrugged your shoulders. 

“Okay … oh and by the way Mrs.Cofin wants me to help you in English.” You mumbled as you turned back to look at her, her smirk wiped off. “What! You little shit why didn’t you say no!”

She yelled and you quickly hushed her “Don't you think I wanted to! I have no choice, if you don't pass her class you'll be kicked off the time. I’m doing you and the school a favor.” 

You spoke annoyed, a frown on your face as she licked her lip and rolled her eyes, “Fine” she grumbled and walked off which made you shake your head. 

The next day you were back in the Library, top floor for privacy as you sat at a small table. Clarisse showed up late which didnt surprise you, she flung her bag onto the floor and leaned on the palm of her hand. 

You started to explain things to her looking over the notes the teacher had given you to help her. Clarisse couldn't help but not listen, she just stared at you with annoyance, but after a while, it started to feel like she was looking at you for another reason. 

“Okay do you understand that?” you asked and she nodded her head, adverting her gaze from you and instead at the paper. “Yeah… yeah I understand” she spoke softly. 

These tutoring sessions continued for the next few weeks, and even though it sucked, it started to feel like you both hated each other less.

She started to listen to what you said, and you took the time to learn about her sport so when she complained you understood what she was saying. 

You both still made fun of each other, bickered often, and rolled your eyes at each other, but you both couldn't help it, it's just how it's always been. 

But Clarisse picked on you less, smiled at you in the hallway, and always acknowledged your presence, and thats all you've ever needed from her. 

One day something in the air made you think differently about her, and the thoughts made your stomach flutter. It didn't help that your friend started to tease you in the hallway about the possibility of her taking you to the upcoming prom since the two of you got along. 

When you saw her walk past you in the hallway when you were with your friend, you couldn't help but follow her with your eyes, and when she smiled at you, your friend just watched you and how you reacted and let out a squeal when she saw you blush.

That afternoon you hated yourself, why did you like the girl that always had it out for you. 

As you waited for her in the library, you laid your head down on the table, you wouldn't even work out if you started dating anyways. The two of you are complete opposites, and even know that you are semi-friends you still bicker, it would be a bad relationship. 

Plus you saw her with that boy Ryan, so she probably doesn't even like girls. 

You were snapped out of your thoughts when you felt someone tapped your head and sat down. You raised your gaze and watched as she got herself comfortable in her seat “What's wrong with you today?” she asked with a sigh as she finally stopped to look at you. 

“Nothing … just thinking.” 

“When are you not.” she snickered, but as she looked back at you, and realized you seemed actually upset her smile dropped. 

“Okay … that's enough, just tell me what's wrong so you'll start yapping and we can end tutoring early,” she spoke up leaning back in the chair, her hand playing with the pencil she took from you 2 days ago.

"It's nothing really. Just something my friend said.” You mumbled shaking your head and opening your notebook. “Really? What’d she say.” Clarisse spoke a bit harsher sitting up in her chair. “I can do something.” 

You shook your head “No! You don't have to do anything … it's not like we are together you don't have to take care of me.” You mumbled which made you mentally smack yourself ... who says that!

She paused and watched you as you flipped through your pages “Okay but what if I want to.”

You paused and looked at her confused “Want to what?” 

“Take care of you,” she answered, a serious look on her face. You let out a short chuckle and looked away from her “You don't want to.”

“But I do.” She answered, you noticed how she sat up more, something she did when she was getting defensive, her knuckles turned slightly white as she clenched her hands, the rings cutting off some of her circulation. 

"you really don't" you mumbled trying to convince yourself she didn't for some reason

“Says who,” she replied, her face still straight which confused you. Clarisse was being honest she wanted to help you, this whole time she always wanted to and the only reason she picked on you was that she knew no one else would, you were hers only. 

“Says you Clarisse, you hate me.” You replied, scrunching your eyebrows in confusion as if you had missed something. 

She scoffed “I thought you were smart.” She dropped the pencil on the table and slouched in the chair, her arms crossing over her stomach as her legs widened. 

Your mouth slightly opened and you shook your head back, confused “I'm sorry … did I miss something?” you asked and she scoffed “Yeah maybe the part where I like you! Do you really think I would’ve complied with these tutoring sessions if I didn't?” 

“Uhm yeah … your sport-” She cut you off “ That I dont care about.” 

“Okay, but the rumor-” She cut you off again “Was only created so people thought you were only into me so no one would go after you.”

You sat there dumfounded for a few moments, “Oh” 

“Oh” she answered back, she looked away for a moment “So I’m guessing you dont like me?” 

You closed your eyes and shook your head “Okay woah woah woah … lets slow down partner.” you raised your hands slightly and opened your eyes to see her smiling, inching closer to you. 

Before you knew it her lips were on yours, and you had your arms wrapped around her shoulders. You never thought you would be one of those people who would be found making out in the library, yet here you are. 

A nerd and a jock, opposites attract I suppose. 

Anywho after a few moments she finally pulled back, a smile gracing her red lips that were plum from the kiss. “So I’ll take that as a yes?” 

“A yes to what?” you asked still in a bet of a haze “A yes to being my prom date.” 

“Oh yeah”

[lanareadsbooks]

I’m confused about us?

Inspired by this mood board I made 🩷

This is basically just ooc Billy and literally doesn’t fit into the show’s storyline at all but I love me a good cowboy so I had to write about him.

Tags: Dom!Billy Sub!Reader punishments are given, spanking, smut, oral (m) lemme know if I missed any!

It’s 18 something (?? I have no clue when the show is set in) and you’re 19 when your parents decide drop you off with a man you barely know. William H Booney. They said “he’s a the son of some good friends of ours and they said he’ll straighten you right out” I don’t need straightening. You think. Geez you steel one truck and a bottle of liquor and suddenly everyone thinks your a problem. When you were first introduced you thought “hey maybe this won’t be so bad” You. Were. Wrong. Within the first 30 minutes your parents had left you, you couldn’t stand him. He came and sat down in front of your spot on his couch, Ok listen here little girl. He said, You frowned. Little girl? You thought. These are my rules. Follow them and you and me will be just fine. He smiled. No.1 please don’t steal no trucks or anything I have enough trouble with the neighbors around here I don’t need you making that worse for me. 2 Dont back talk me. There is nothing I hate more than an undisciplined girl. Your frown deeper. Though.. I guess that’s why your here isn’t it? He laughed like it was funny. You scoffed. No I’m here because my parents expect me to stay home and clean or embroider. You laugh, And that’s not something I can do every day. Oh? Speaking of that. You’re not gonna be goin out for the first two weeks. WHAT?! You said shocked. Yes mam I think it’s exactly what you need. He said patting your thigh. I need to not go outside? You asked rudely. No you need to realize you only get what given to you. Now I want you to understand if you break any of my rules you gon be goin over my knee that minute young lady. You understand? He asked. You turned red, w-what? You said hoping you misheard him. Yes mam I don’t know about y’all city people but right here when you misbehave you don’t like what happens to ya. N-no you don’t understand, my parents would never let a strange man do that to me. S-so call my daddy and he’ll tell you you’re not allowed to do that to me. You said almost confidently. Sorry sweetheart your folks were real clear I should do whatever need be to make you behave. Tears came to your eyes, but as long as you’re good you’ll be fine. You can do that right? You said to yourself.

No. No you can not.

Less than 24 hours later you found yourself over his lap, it happened because you saw some boys going on a trail ride through the window, you saw one of them had a flask. You thought how bad do I need that, you had been up since 5am thinking about Billy, how blue his eyes were how commanding his voice was (how good he’d fuck you) but that he’d probably never want you. He apparently he saw you as a little girl. Ugh I don’t like older men anyway (wrongg) you thought. As you tried to quietly sneak down the stairs and out the front door. You saw it was locked with a padlock. Shit you thought. Your eyes darted to the window. You smirked, I don’t know what he was thinking I can fit out of these windows easy. As you were lifting the window up all you saw was two hands towing over you and pushing the window back down. Your heart almost stopped. He leaned down to your ear and said. Now what do you think you’re doing little girl? He asked darkly. Uhhhh. before you could come up with an answer. He had picked you up and put you over his shoulder. You squeaked Ah! You yelled. Put me down!- he did in fact put you down… just over his lap. No! You yelled. Oh hush. No need for a tantrum now. I’m not having a tantrum! I’m a grown woman and you can’t do this t- you were cut off by him putting his hand over your mouth. You tried to wiggle your way out but he easily lifted up your skirt. And you felt a warm hand on your bottom. His hand rose, and fell quickly, alternating cheeks. If there was anyone else in the house they would have definitely heard the loud smacks! Billy was giving you. And your muffled cursing. After about 4 minutes of him doing this you were about to cry. You tried to get away but to no avail. He easily pulled you back to position and gave you two extra hard slaps. And kept going. He finished soon after you started crying. Your bottom stung. Nobody had ever done this to you before. It didn’t hurt that bad but the humiliation hurt He brought you back up and sat you on his lap, you quickly adverted your eyes down as to not make eye contact. But he harshly grabbed your face smooshing your cheeks together, listen, he said dominantly like he was scolding a child. This or worse is gon happen every time you disobey me , you let out a light sob just thinking about it. So I’ll let you decide whether or not you want this kind of stuff to keep happening.

No I really do not you thought.

It was two days later when you ended up in this position again. Billy had jokingly bought you an embroidery kit. And you had not so jokingly told him to fuck off. So he threatened to wash your mouth out with soap… what ? You said. I said you better watch your tongue or I’m gon have to wash your mouth out. He said dominantly. You suddenly felt very wet.. and figured what’s the worst that could happen? There are other things of yours I’d like in my mouth more sir. You said in a lustful tone, while looking up at him from your spot on the bed. Literally two seconds later he was unzipping his pants, he used your mouth roughly holding your hair in a ponytail. After he had came in your mouth and regained himself. You stood up and grabbed his shoulders, pressing yourself against him your body asking him for more- huh? You thought as he quickly sat and pulled you down and back over his knee. W-wait Billy- you tried to protest as he cut he off. Hush. Was all you heard before your skirt was lifted and smacks rained down on your poor bottom. “Luckily” for you it was a lighter one than your first but you were still confused. He was spanking you like a disobedient child. Not like a woman that had just sucked him off. “I’m confused about us” you thought.

This is it for today I’m totally planning on making this a series so request anything that would make sense in the story line once I get a few I’ll write part two so the more yall request the faster I’ll write. Also if you guys want to make any mood boards more this id love it! Also my request have been a bit wonky lately so if it doesn’t seem to be working just dm me please! Thanks for reading!

[elvisslut]

Why must we be like this

Warnings- ALL PARTIES ARE 18+, best friends dad, cheating on wife, drugs, smut!, foot fetish, power kink, cursing, elvis pushing reader to limit, manipulation, age gap, anal, oblivious reader, virgin reader (Lisa was born earlier and is 18 as well as the reader)

You and lisa smiled widely at the large hotel her dad was staying in, the one you and her would be staying in as well, you both gave your bags to the doormen and headed upstairs, you adjusted your skirt you secretly wore just for elvis. Heading to his room with lisa, both of you running to him and forcing a group hug onto him.

“Hey girls” he says with a laugh after finding his footing again. “How was the trip?” He asks pressing a kiss to each of your heads, lingering a little longer on your head and taking in the scent of your shampoo.

“It was good..excusing me though..im gonna go take a nap in our room..y/n?” Lisa says

“Ill hang out up here a little longer, gonna watch the football game” you say, it wasn’t uncommon for that to happen either you enjoyed the games and watching elvis yell at the teams, you earn a nod from lisa before heading to the couch and sitting down, watching the ball get tossed around, you knew nothing of the sport you just poked fun at elvis.

“How was the plane ride? Y’all have a bumpy one?” He asks, you smile at him and shake your head. “No it was smooth, till lisa tried to drive, its like when you try to drive the plane” you say with a chuckle, getting a eye roll from Elvis.

“It made me chip my nail..it really upset me, the ones you took us to get done, i kept them so nice till today” you sigh as you looks at the chipped nail, elvis reaches over and grabs your hand, looking at the nail himself. “Well ‘m sorry honey..i can take ya to fix ‘em..” he said softly, running his finger over the chip.

“Its fine crazy, ill live” you chuckle, pulling your hand away and laying your head back on the couch. “Priscilla is wanting to come up by the way. Shes really gotta stop ticking me off too. She acts like she-, nevermind forgot i was talking to you” he frowns at your cut off and shakes his head. “No honey, talk to me.” He softly spoke, laying his hand on your leg and squeezing softly.

“Well..I don’t want you mad..” you say, sighing and messing with your nail. “If ya don’t stop messin’ with your nails ill get them redone, hows cilla been to ya baby. I could never get mad at ya” you sigh and look at the tv.

“Shes just a bitch sometimes..she acts better then me..she likes to exclude me from things that lisa wants me to be a part of an’ she doesn’t let me stay the night when youre gone..” you explain, elvis takes in what you said and frowns deeper.

“‘M so sorry honey..ill talk to her” he reassured, panic set in as he got up, you grabbed his hand and pulled him down, accidentally pulling too hard. It caused him to come crashing down on you, his hip pressed up against your pelvis, forcing him to rut against your thigh, his nose slammed into your forehead.

Elvis groaned in both pain and pleasure. “Ow, fuck sorry..” you mumble, rubbing where his nose hit. Not realizing he was straddling your thigh, creating a problem for himself.

“Dont..dont call her..please..” you begged softly, earning a sigh and reluctant nod, getting off you and clearing his throat. “If you call her el..she might not let me see lisa when you’re gone..I need my best friend..” you add to ensure he didn’t call his wife.

“You’re such a good friend to my lil’ yisa ya know that?” He says, smiling and crouching down to be eye level with you. “I try to be..all you guys mean so much too me..” you say softly, he started to become hyper aware of your features. Your lips looked so red and kissable with that pretty lipstick you applied, you’re eyes shone brighter then the stage lights he had to endure every night. You were nothing less then a goddess, how had he not realized what the look you always gave him meant, how you look at him with a small pout, puppy eyes he wants to kiss your whole face.

“Hello?” You say with a chuckle. “Sorry baby..” he breathes out, getting up and straightening out his jacket, clearing his throat. “Games almost over, ya should probably head down to the room” he says sitting back down and keeping his eyes on the tv.

You nod, getting up and going to the door. Elvis trained his eyes on your legs, looking up to your ass and back down. You were really oblivious to how he’s looking at you, especially when he’s drugged up. He doesn’t hide it well but he hides it enough for you not to notice.

You went down to the room he got for you and lisa, going in and getting on your bed. “Your dad is so weird sometimes” you say, shaking your head and chuckling. “Yeah, I don’t think he knows how to act around anyone” she says jokingly, you nod in agreement.

—A week later—

You said goodnight to lisa and headed up to Elvis’ room, you had promised to watch a movie with him- well you and lisa but lisa was too tired so you went alone.

You went in and smiled as you seen elvis ready with popcorn, candy and some other snacks. He smiled up at you then quirked a brow.

“Wheres yisa?” He asks, you go over and sit down, grabbing a blanket off the back of the couch and covering up then stealing some of the popcorn.

“Shes too tired so its just me tonight” you say after swallowing. He nods and presses play on the remote, scooting closer to you and taking some of the blanket. He wrapped his arm around you and gently pulled you closer to him as well.

“She gonna come to the next one?” He asks, as much as he did want to be alone with you right now, he still wished lisa would have came too.

“Yes crazy she’s coming to the next one” you say. He nods and lays his hand on the outer part of your thigh, rubbing his thumb against your skin softly. Happy you wore the short pajama shorts he’d bought you a few months back.

He looked at you as you paid attention to the movie, taking in every detail of you. He clenched his jaw and moved his hand to the inside part of your thigh, pulling your legs apart.

“What are you doing?” You ask softly, looking at him. He swallowed back and clenched his jaw again.

“Tryin’ to make ya more comfortable” he lies, he knew you wouldn’t question him- matter-of-fact he knew you’d believe him. He could manipulate you so easily and he knew it.

You nod and look back at the tv. You poor thing, he thought. He was trying so hard to hold back but he wanted you, one thing about Elvis is he gets what he wants.

And what he wants is to corrupt the hell out of you. You had talked about sex with him before, you wanted to wait for the right man. Elvis believed- knew, he was the right man.

His hand traveled up your thigh as you kept watching the movie. He had no chance at paying attention to the movie, without anything stopping him he knew he’d get what he wants, tonight.

“Look at me for a second sweet girl” he says, bringing his other hand up and making you look at him.

“I want ya to tell me somethin’ an’ i want the god honest truth. Got it?” He says, you nod softly. “What do ya think of me?” He asks.

“I love you, you and Lisa mean alot to me. You’re like family” you say smiling at him, he frowns a bit. “N-not what i meant baby..all of lisas other friends find me attractive an’ what not, do ya think the same?” He asks, your cheeks heat up as try to look down, Elvis making you continue to look at him.

“Well..yeah..but everyone does I figured it wouldn’t be so bad..” you answer. He smirks and shakes his head. “No baby it ain’t, i just needed to know” he says before pressing his palm against you.

Your eyes widen a bit, trying to look down but Elvis tightened his grip on your face. “Let me take care of ya” he says biting his lip. “Elvis..is this something we’re supposed to be doing?” You ask.

He clenched his jaw and nodded. “Yeah” he says, of course you believed him. He shouldn’t be manipulating you but he cant help it when it comes so easy. He craves to be near you. He craves to be in you.

“I wanna-..i want ya to have the rest of my kids.” He says, you frown and search his face. He didn’t want to sink so low but he was about to. He was going to completely manipulate you into being with him.

“God made ya for me, he made that very clear to me” he says, he knows that you’d listen to him but you would definitely listen to god. You were a pure Christian girl.

“Oh..what about lisa?” You ask. He shakes his head “don’ tell her a word of what happens tonight” he responds, you nod in understanding.

“What do you want me to do Elvis?” You ask, he smirks and pulls the blanket off the both of you. “Take them pretty short off an’ sit in my lap okay, ill show ya the rest” he says, you shake your head and look at your hands.

“I didn’t..i didn’t put on anything underneath” you say, Elvis gets up and goes to his room, grabbing a white pair of underwear with a little pink bow on them, going back out and handing them to you.

“Change into them for me baby” you nod and get up as he sits back down, changing into the underwear and getting in his lap.

Elvis lets out a soft sigh. “This is gonna be a bit of a weird feelin’ but it’s gonna make me feel so so so good baby..” he says, grabbing your hips and moving you slowly against his crotch.

“Oh fuck..yes..” he huffs, you frown at the feeling, it feels good just unusual. “I need to be in ya..i gotta..” he says impatiently, he pulls the underwear you just got on off and pulls his pants down as he lays you against the couch.

He wasn’t going to be easy with you and he felt bad but he was too far gone. His lust for you was so intense, he could not think a single thought except for how hard he’s going to fuck you.

Without much of a warning he lined himself up and slammed his hips forward, your eyes widen as a scream comes out of you, he moves his hand to your mouth and shakes his head. “Don’ scream, holy fuck..” he huffs, leaning down and kissing your head.

Tears fell down your cheeks as you stared at him, he was a mess over you, there was no way he could stop himself now- now that he’s made you a woman. You’re his, you’re all his. It’s all he’s longed for and he finally has you.

He moves his hips at a fast pace, being extra sure to slam all of himself into you with every thrust. Tears continued to fall down your cheeks as he did.

“Baby don’ cry, it’ll feel good soon..trust your crazy. Me an’ lil’ elvis would never hurt ya..oh fuck.. fuck relax baby, youre gonna cut my damn dick off if you keep tensing up like that” he says, you gulp as it very slowly turns into more pleasure then pain.

“Thats it baby..you’re so good for me..such a good girl..”he says, moving his hand from your mouth and pressing his lips to yours sloppy, he shoved his tongue into your mouth, trying to get you to be as sloppy as him. It worked.

You make him a completely different- crazy version of himself, he’d murder to be with you again. Literally.

He pulled away and pulled your shirt off, squeezing one of your breasts softly. “Oh my god..” you moan.

“Not god, just me baby..” he huffs cockily. He’d officially done it, what he’s craved, what he’s pray to be helped, he’s corrupted the poor little woman under him. In such the worst way, but he couldn’t help it. The second you sat on his lap he lost all control of himself.

You were about to reach your climax as he pulls up, definitely a first experience, but he was quick to flip you over and pull you up, slamming himself right back into you, gripping onto your hair and pulling your head back.

“Let the world hear what i do to ya baby..let them know who ya gave yourself to” he huffs, looking at the window, looking at the view of the city and smirking as he hears your moans, different words you use in place of curse words and his name.

Music to his ears is what it was. He’s only ever dreamed of this, he wasn’t so sure this wasn’t a dream he was in a trance of his own as you moaned louder, catching your release.

He smiles widely and slams himself harder into you, catching his own release and making sure you get every drop of him before he pulls out.

You collapse on your stomach and huff as you try to catch your breath. He’s not done though he wants to ruin everything of yours. He gets up and grabs you, making you sit up.

“Open your mouth” he says, pinching your chin in between his thumb and pointer finger. Watching you open your mouth before he grabs the sides of your head, pulling you forward before pressing himself into your mouth, going all the way in making you gag around him.

“Oh..” he breathes out, you looked up through your lashes tiredly. That only turned him on more, he held your head in place and pushed his hips up against your face before moving back and forth at a little bit of a slower pace than he was earlier.

“Ya my personal lil’ sex toy ain’t ya baby? Doin’ so good not talkin’ back or anythin’” he says, smirking as you gag around him again. “Not that ya can really talk back right no- woah! Hey! Watch the teeth shit” he says sternly.

You frown your brows up at his tone, tears that already collected in your eyes from gagging falling down. You can’t really do much to help yourself seeing as he was still face fucking you.

He noticed your change in demeanor somehow and chuckled. “I aint mad, just watch out, lil’ Elvis is sensitive.” He says, you nod as much as you can before he goes back to spitting curses and praises, soon coming to his second release of the night.

Letting go in your throat and making you swallow as he pulls out. “Thats my girl..you’re doin’ so good for me” he says, leaning down and grabbing your leg, rubbing down to feet and humming as he looks at them.

“Ya got some pretty feet baby..makes me want more..” he says, your eyes widen.

“I don’t know if i can take it elvis..” you say softly. “Ya can baby, i got ya, just a few more times then ya can get some rest” he says, you nod a bit and watch him go to the tv, putting something else in and going back to the couch.

He sits down and pulls you into his lap so you can see the tv. “Ya know them dancin’ videos ya use to follow? You’re gonna watch this an’ learn how to do it, don’ let lisa see it.” He says, you nod and watch as the movie starts, your lips parting as you watch.

Elvis lifts you up and lines himself up, lowering you down. You quickly look back at him and get off him.

“You missed” you say, he laughs and shakes his head. “No i didn’ baby, i was where i wanted to be” he says, you hesitate a second before getting back in his lap.

He lifts you up again and lowers you back on him, a soft moan leaves your mouth as he does. You try to keep your eyes on the tv, subconsciously looking away as some of the scenes start but elvis quickly makes you look back at the tv.

This poor couch, you thought, glancing down then looking back at the tv. Elvis lays his hand on the back of your neck and leans you down as he stands up, you press your hands to the coffee table looking at the tv again as he slams himself into, again..

“Fuck..” elvis moans lowly, squeezing your ass. “Elvis, i don’t think i can take much more..” you say as softly as you possibly could in the moment.

“Ya can, just shut your mouth for a minute” he says, pulling you up by your hair. “Be good for me..id hate to punish ya for bein’ a bad girl” he adds, and that worked, you don’t want him to call you that because that would absolutely destroy you.

Not too long after he was catching his release again, huffing and sitting down with you still in his lap.

“Just a few more times baby, i promise” he says, lifting you up and laying you against the couch. He gets between your legs and leans down, wasting no time and immediately pressing his tongue into you.

You moan and tangle your fingers in his hair. “Oh-..” you breathe out in surprise, laying your head back. The feeling of his tongue soothing the ache a little bit.

“That feels nice..” you hum, rolling your hips against his face. He moves a hand to your foot and brings your foot down to his dick. He rubbed your foot softly against him, making him groan against his tongue.

He presses himself against your the bottom of your foot, rutting himself against it. “Elvis-..oh-“ you huff as you catch your release yet again.

He follows after you, coming on your foot as he licks up your release. “You’re so damn good..” he says, rubbing your foot softly before getting on his knees, pulling you to him and rubbing himself against you.

“That feel good? Ya sure make me feel good..” he says, you nod and moan weakly. “So good..” he breathes out. “‘M gonna make sure ya have my child.” He adds before pressing himself into, going even faster than before somehow, pulling weak and tired moans from you.

“‘M sorry” he breathes out, he was starting to feel bad but we wasn’t going to stop till he had his fill. “It’s okay..” you mumble.

He continued and continued pushing you to your limit, even pushing himself, he lost count of how many times he’s came. After a while he slows down and pulls out, leaning down and wrapping his arms around you.

“Go to sleep..i got ya” he says, kissing your head and picking you up, taking you to the bedroom, laying you down and going to the bathroom, cleaning the blood on your thighs and going to the living room, cleaning up the couch and the mess of popcorn.

He grabs your shorts when he’s done and goes to the bedroom getting your hair brushed out a bit before he decides to start a bath to get you cleaned up.

He goes and starts it, waiting for it to fill up then picking you up, taking you to the bath. He carefully washes your hair out and cleans off your body, paying extra attention to your foot and thighs.

He gets done and grabs you out of the bath, getting your hair dried and your body then putting your clothes on you, grabbing some lotion and rubbing your legs and feet softly trying to help some of what you’ll feel in the morning.

Once he’s got you ready for bed he lifts you up and carries you to the bed, laying you down and kissing you softly, looking over your face as you sleep.

“‘M so sorry lil’..” he whispered before getting himself cleaned up and ready for bed, he crawls in by you and wraps his arms around you going to sleep.

The moment you wake up and go to move, tears fill your eyes. “Ow” you breathe out, Elvis hums and stirs awake, pulling you closer to him making the pain worse making you hiss.

“Elvis let go of me..” you say, tears slipping down your cheeks, he looks up at you with guilt in his eyes.

“‘M sorry baby..” he says softly, letting go of you. You sigh in relief and close your eyes, staying as still as possible. “Did you mean to hurt me?” You ask softly, opening your eyes and looking at him.

“No..i just..i couldn’ help myself..’m so sorry..” he says, laying a hand on your thigh and gently rubbing up and down.

“Ill be more careful..” he says softly.

[floofeh-purpi]

Getting Isekai'd?! (Part 3)

Sagau! Genshin Fatui x Gn! Reader (ft. Your bsf)

『Beloved fluffball/s mentioned below! 💜』

@justmare

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Guys in sorry I haven't warned yall about how ooc the characters will be in the pervious part 😰🙌 but all jokes aside I FINALLY FINISHED WOOO!!!

Warnings: Swearing, maybe grammatical/spelling issues, you have asthma, mention of you having vitiligo (the mentioning is only once), your bsf totally not having a crush on you.

【Part 2】

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Y/b/f/n looked through the peephole on the door and sweatdropped at both the people and the amount of people waiting outside impatiently. "Wait aren't they the Harbingers from that one game y/n can't stop playing?! I forgot the name though. Oops." Y/b/f/n thought before noticing an unfamiliar woman that seemed to be their leader, judging from the 'ice queen vibe' she was giving. She had long white hair tied into a bun and a pair of icy blue eyes.

Y/b/f/n finally snapped out of their thoughts and opened the door. (Here goes the oocs yall...)

"Yes...? How can I help you all...?" Y/b/f/n asked, sucessfully hiding the dread they were feeling at the sight of these men and women that could most likely 'destroy' both of you. Excluding your dog cus big furbaby is sleeping rn.

"May we come in?" The white-haired lady infront of them asked. However, it was anything but a question but rather, a command. In y/b/f/n's opinion.

Literally scared shitless for their life, your best friend greeted them and letted them in. With the first thing the fellow visitors noticed was the palpable yet pleasant warmth present inside the chambers. However...

They also felt a presence. A divine one to be exact, but they brushed it off. For now.

"Make yourselves at home... Visitors..." Nervously said y/b/f/n as they gestured them to sit down the grey, plush couch in the living room, in which they happily sit down almost immediatly. "Hey, this is actually pretty nice place." Tartaglia said as he lead onto the sofa. "Whats your name, comrade?" Asked Child the ginger head.

"Name's y/b/f/n." They said, making the harbingers and even the Tsaritsa we're shocked, isnt that the name of the first friend that their Divine Creator had made?! What a coincidence! Bbg its not. Its really not. 💀🙌

"Thats... Nevermind." Pantalone stopped himself from messing up infront of what could be one of their beloved Creator's acquaitances how tf do you spell this word 😰

"Whats that flat box over there, if I may ask~?" Columbina tilted her head curiously as she pointed towards the "flat box" that was above the fireplace. Its the tv by the way 😭 .

This is what the living room looks like, pretend the couch is grey and the tv is off pookie :3

"Oh that?" Y/b/f/n pointed at the tv in which the Damselette nodded "Thats called a television, tv for short. *Insert your bsf explaining what a tv is in 2 case studies worth of essays because i dont know what the fuck im doing 💔*"

"So yeah, thats i-" Before y/b/f/n could finish their sentence, they were cutted off by the sound of you calling their name while coughing loudly. Oh how they loved it when you call their name but nows not the time to simp for their crush. "Wait, be right there!" They yelled back at you, before looking back at the 'visitors', as y/b/f/n called them in their head.

"Please, feel free to look around. Just dont... touch anything." Y/b/f/n said before ascending up the stairs.

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As soon as they finally reach upstairs, the first thing they hear is coughing noises.

Oh shit.

"BITCH ARE YOU OK?!" Y/b/f/n asked as they fractically looked for your inhaler, you were having an asthma attack for the third time this day but shhhhh.

"W-wheres... my inhaler...–" You managed to say between coughs before Y/b/f/n responded "Wait here, I think you left it somewhere downstairs."

"O-oka—" You couldnt even finish saying that one single word as your coughing interrupted you. Why is it always the nicest people having to be cursed with something bad?! Your best friend thought as they hurrily went downstairs.

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Childe looked curiously at the items that were just, well, existing on the shelf beside the tv when one of them in particular stood out. It was a photo of y/b/f/n and a familiar yet unfamiliar person. Surprise surprise, it just so happens to be you.

The person had a beautiful shade of h/c hair and s/c with... white patches of skin along their face and neck, hell, there was one small white patch right beside their mouth if he looked very closely. He couldn't see their eye color as they has their eyes closed while smiling more radiantly than the sun. Yeah, looks just like their Creator, but they still have one more thing to comfirm... To say that they looked ethereal is an absolute understatment. You look so pretty pookie ❤

"Thats Y/n, like the one with h/c." Y/b/f/n suddenly said behind him which almost made Childe's skeleton leave his soul, cus how the fuck did he not hear their footsteps?! "Now where..— there it is!" You best friend exclaimed happily and quickly got your inhaler before going back upstairs and leaving a shocked and traumatized Childe downstairs.

"Ey, I got your inh—" You immediatly grabbed it from them and took a few puffs before letting out a few shaky exhales... Here go the side effects. "Its okay bro, its only us. You can sit down." Y/b/f/n assured you and gently made you sit down. (Bro they made you lay down)

You letted out a grunt at the headache you were feeling after using the inhaler. And then lets just say that you fell asleep at some point <3 they were so tempted to kiss your forehead... :(

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OMFG FINALLY GUYS IM SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER my fever had me on a chokehold

【Part 4】

Published: June 29 2024. 10:05pm.

[kyurizeu]

Dangerous game 3

(I’M FINALLY BACK OG MY GOD)

Pairing: Jungwon X Reader!Fem

Genre: Smut & fluffyish

Sypnosis: PART 3 OF DG

After you got caught with Jungwon he wants you to not feel uncomfy with his friends so you try to hang out with them but it doesnt really turn out as you intended… (this is not the last part🤭)

Warnings: Oral (m received), pet names, praises, kisses, marking, lingerie, grinding, making out a bit… (lmk if i missed something)

Wc: 1,2K

Order: all pics -> text

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(I wrote this while watching love is blind s.4 so i had a REEEALLLY romance vibe and in love typa vibe)

THIS IS INSPIRED BY A POST I FORGOT THE WRITER

Pics are in the end of the page read the FIRST!!!!

As soon as you arrived to their dorm you rang the doorbell, instantly hearing loud footsteps running to the door.

“Y/N” Jungwon yelled opening the door and you instantly saw the excitement in his glowing soft eyes as he placed his hands on your jaw pulling you into the most soft and loving kiss. Pulling away from you he took a quick look at you up and down smiling. “You look so so so pretty.” He was so mesmerised by the way you looked. Your hair was curled, lipgloss was shining, dimples appearing on your cheeks and you were slightly blushing. “Thank you, Jungwon”. After you walked inside into their dorm Jays face popped into the doorframe whilst he was sitting on the couch and he gave you a quick “Hey y/n”.

“Hii!” You smiled back.

“So jungwon…” he gave you a quick hum as an answer “where. Is. The ice cream?” You smile at him plopping onto the couch next to Jay.

“You didn’t seriously come here for the ice cream..” he lifted your chin up with his finger playfully pouting.

“No i actually did” u cooed back at him sarcastically.

“Well bad news sunoo ate it all” Jay blurted out but kept his eyes locked onto his phone

“WHAT WHYY” Your jaw dropped and you got up to open the freezer.

“It was mint choco so…”

“Oh… ew… so what do i do now ugh..”

“Kiss me” jungwon leaned forward like he usually does and pulled you once again into a kiss but this one was oddly different.. even… lustful. “Ugh get a room idiots” jay cut the kiss with his comment

“Jungwonah! is a romance movie alright with you? I found this new movie-“ Sunoo walked into the kitchen, taking his eyes off of his phone and seeing you to super close to eachothers faces cut him off. “Y/n?? Youre here..?” You feel a little uncomfy because you dont know if he’s being unfriendly or not. “Oh yes.. i-is there a problem..?” You feel a bit concerned and look up at jungwon who is still holding tightly onto your waist.

“Yeah well we were all supposed to watch a movie together tonight..” Sunoo mumbles but doesnt really seem to care and just sips his drink.

“Oh i- i can leave i’m sorry!”

“Dont be silly you can watch with us!” Jungwon pressed his finger against your lips earning a disgusted groan from sunoo “Okay ONLY if you stop that” he even circled his finger pointing around us.

Fast forward a couple hours Niki, heeseung and Jake came back and as they saw you sitting on the couch nuzzling into Jungwon who was munching popcorn, they didnt even want to ask and just sat down to watch the movie.

You all watched the most boring cheesy romcom movie of all time and still somehow Sunoo was constantly giggling and commenting on it, Niki was probably already asleep, Sunghoon was next to Sunoo getting punched each time a cheesy scene took place and Jungwon was holding you on his lap playing softly with your arms in his.

When a spicy scene finally took place you unconsciously and accidentally grind on Jungwons thigh making him look at you a bit shocked. After you realised what you just did you felt your whole face burning red feeling scared to turn your head to Jungwon. His hands slowly travelled their way up your body from your hips to your waist only to press you down on his thigh again. You definitely couldn’t do this especially in front of the boys so you excused yourself to the bathroom but didn’t quite make it there.

In the kitchen you felt a hand grab your waist roughly and before you knew it, it was round 3.

Jungwon pulled u up on the counter and sat you down never breaking the steamy kiss.

“Mmh… Y/nn… You’re playing…. A dangerous game…” he mumbled in between kisses as it transformed into a heavy makeout sesh.

He kissed down your neck surely leaving big marks tracing down to your boobs. He saw what you wore underneath your clothes, which was lingerie that you knew he would like. He gave you a smirk which also ha d a hint of disbelief hidden in it. He dragged you into his bedroom and locked the door. “J-Jungwon i’m not so sure if we can do this… your members are here.” You tried to tell him but he kept roaming his hands all over your body making it harder and harder for you to try to stop him. He undresses your clothes leaving you in the lingerie you wore just for him. “Mnnghh!!” Your mouth let out the most intense Whine as you felt his hard length press on your cunt through his pants. “W-Won…” you placed your hand on his chest to stop him from grinding on you again. He hummed in response looking up at you with those damn cat eyes filled with lust. “C-Can i give you head..?” You blushed and looked away from him. His face was only 2 inches away from yours and you saw he smirked. You were suddenly facing his crotch and he was standing up next to the bed. “All yours sweetie..” You blushed even more and sat him down onto the bed getting on your knees to the floor. “I-i havent done this before.” You say shyly as he pulls his sweats down a little revealing his length making your eyes follow his pink tip swinging and slapping against his abs. Your mouth waters at the sight. “Go ahead sweetie.. just.. dont use your teeth.”

You didn’t even think twice before wrapping your small hands around it and pressing the base before taking the tip into your mouth. Kitty licking it made Jungwon Groan sweet sounds that turned you on so much that you just dove in and took him deeper. He admired you struggling to take him inside of your mouth and he softly caressed the back of your head. “Thats my good girl grhh…” he played with your hair before gathering it into his fist for a ponytail. “A-aghh doing so good princess..” his eyes were travelling around your body in your lingerie and your tits bounding as you bobbed your head further and further down his cock. He started pushing your head deeper onto him making you gag around him but also bringing him closer to cumming. “J-just like that mmhm..” he started full on moaning and you got a little concerned about the others hearing him. He started to thrust into your mouth even quicker and you already felt hot liquid in your throat. “ANGHH— ah…” he came in your mouth pulling out of your mouth. “Now swallow baby” he leaned down and wipes your tears caressing your cheek. You swallowed keeping the most intense eye contact with Jungwon. His gaze was burning into you lustfully and lovingly whilst yours was shy and soft. “Good girl baby.” He kissed you once more and let go of your hair. “I’ll clean you up sweetie.” He wiped your face and put your hair into a bun. He gave you his biggest t-shirt and helped it on you. “Can you just sleep over here and let me cuddle you baby? I miss you” “mmh okay then but i need a drive to school tomorrow” He nodded and pulled you in his arms and jumped on the bed tickling your stomach.

“OPEN THE DOOR DUMBAAS” Jay was banging on the door.

#Taglist

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[junhannies]

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ dont let me lose you | choi taeyang

pairing: choi taeyang × reader

genre: kinda friends to lovers w no obvious confessions, hurt/ comfort, fluff

warning: grammer

wc: 0,8k

summary: you and taeyang had a big fight, maybe the biggest one you two ever had. and now you are on your way to see him even though the horrible weather.

a/n: heyy!! so this is actually a part of a long fic i have been writing for a while. but i looove this episode so i thought to myself why not publish it here as well, enjoyy!!

⟡ fic starts under the cut!

it was raining like hell outside . and you were trying to get to theo’s house as soon as you could. you were already nearly completely wet and freezing.

you had problems with taeyang before. but they were all about meaningless little things. this one was actually different. you had both said stuff you knew you were gonna regret. and you wanted to talk it out with him. you knew you werent gonna stop overthinking this whole thing if you didnt handled it immediately. so here you were standing in front of theo and jiung’s house. you knocked the door and it was immediately opened by jiung who was shocked to see you standing there, completely drenched because of the weather.

“y/n are you crazy? what are you doing here? you are going to be sick” he yelled while he was literally dragging you inside.

“i had to see him jiung” you said.

“i know i know. lets get you changed up so you wont catch a cold” he said with a comforting smile.

“do you have spare clothes? or do you want me to give you-“

“oh i already have some, dont worry” you said while walking through the bathroom. you knew it was gonna rain like hell. but you came anyways.

“just let me change real quick then i will be talking to him”

he nodded while showing the bathroom with one hand. you quickly changed up. you were nervous as hell and even shocked that you werent shaking like crazy right now. you showed all your wet clothes in the bag then left the bathroom.

jiung was already waiting for you in the hallway. “are you feeling nervous?” he asked cutely.

“yeah. i dont even know what im gonna say. i just felt so bad that i took the first train here. i dont know what was i thinking to be honest.”

“you were scared of losing him y/n. thats okay. you need to calm down first. he’s very upset as well. he hasnt left his room since you two had a fight.”

you shook my head in response.

“his room is upstairs” he said. then showed you the way.

“good luck” he whispered. then went back downstairs.

you were so nervous that you were about to faint. you mumbled some shit to give you confidence. then you slowly opened the door and entered the room.

“go away jiung” theo said but it was more like a mumble. he was lying on the bed. you slowly walked over to him and sat on the bed. he probably though you were jiung since he even turned his head to look at you. so you laid down next to him.

“hey taeyang” you said softly. he was shocked to see it was not jiung but you.

“y/n what the hell are you doing here? its raining like crazy out there” he said worriedly while sitting up.

“i had to see you. so i took the first train here” you said. you could already feel your eyes tearing up. but since you didnt want him to see that, you turned your head.

“y/b please dont cry” he said while cupping your cheeks.

“im so sorry, i was acting like a total jerk” he said pullint you close to his chest.

“im sorry too theo. i was being a bitch anyways”

“no, please dont say that” he whined

“ i dont even know why i said that. i got so angry with myself afterwards. and now you are here. you came to see me in this shitty weather and i didnt even text you.”

you sobbed quietly while he was caressing your hair.

“please dont cry y/n. its okay. we are okay, right?”

you shook my head. and he pulled you closer to his chest. you stayed like that for a while.

“can we cuddle and sleep please” you asked.

“of course” he said. then fixed the pillows.

“i care about you too much to lose you in a stupid argument like this. im so sorry for upsetting you”

he then quickly hid his head in the stack of pillows and you laughed at the way he got shy.

“no need to get embarrassed theo” you said ruffling his hair.

“come here” he said pulling you into a tight hug. and you felt the safest you have felt in a while. he was soft and warm. and his arms wrapping you tightly made you believe he wasnt gonna leave you ever.

“taeyang?”

he hummed as a response.

“dont let me lose you, okay?”

“you dont have to worry about such thing” he kissed the top of your head.

“now lets sleep. shall we?”

[pankowblues]

Never Leave Me Again

Request by - @nemesyaaa

Summary - After leaving OBX cause of parents divorce your bsf JJ cuts you and when you come back things changed.

No warnings

Driving through the streets of Outer Banks is weird since you have not been here for 4 years, well I mean especially after your parents got a divorce, a very nasty one. My mom married a rich man up in California and I lived there for 4 years and now all of us are moving back to the Outer Banks. The divorce led me to having to move from my home and my friends, the Pogue's. Which leads me to my next thing, my best friend, JJ Maybank, well let me say my friend now since he stopped contacting me. I really don't know what happened I mean one random night he just stopped contacting me and to this day I am confused.

The car comes to a stop which pulls me from my thoughts. We're stopped outside a huge colonial house which bigger than someone needs for a 3 people. I get out the car and get my suitcase and start walking to the front door. Once I make it to the front door, I stare at it collecting my thoughts. To going full kook the Pogue's always said.

I open the door to find Sarah and Kie.

"OMG girls I missed you so much!”

Sarah and Kie launch themselves at me which leads me to almost falling backwards but I caught myself.

"We missed you so much!" Sarah squeals

Kie joins in "Even the Pogue's missed you a lot!".

After our little reunion Sarah brought up the bonfire tonight.

It's currently 8pm and I'm waiting for the twinkie and if someone looked at me right now they would think I’m crazy with the shit eating grin on my face. Only cause im excited to see all the other pogues mainly JJ. I stop thinking once I hear the twinkie honk. I see all the boys standing outside the twinkie and I smile at JJ but my smile drops right when I see a blond bitch standing right next to JJ grabbing onto him like a koala. I ignore it for a second and go sprinting towards the rest of the pogues. I dont even know who I’m going towards anymore but I end up in John B’s arms.

"I missed you so much b!"

"I missed you too Y/N/N".

I let go of John B and hug Pope and I step in front of JJ. I let out a breath I didnt know I was holding in

"JJ."

“Y/N."

I lauch myself at him and we both hold onto each other for the time in what feels like forever. I missed his so much as I hide my face in the crook of his neck. We stay like this for about 45 more seconds till a high-pitched voice breaks us up

"JJ thats enough of hugging the girl"

JJ backs up from me and mouths sorry and I just nod.

It’s around 1am and to say I’m not drunk would be a lie. I found a guy and I’m dancing with him but he doesn’t feel the same as jj. I haven’t seen him in a while so I’m guessing he went off with that chick to do god knows what. For some reason thinking about them makes my blood boil. I talked to Sarah and she said that he got with the chick cause he needed someone to get over with the whole thing of me leaving but I doubt that. I start to grind my hips against him but he really shows no care back

“maybe he’s just a douche” I mumble beneath my breath.

“Hey um I’m going to go get a drink I’ll be back” he says

“um ok I guess” and with that he walks away.

It’s been an 20 minute and he’s still not back so I start looking for him and I see the most unexpected thing today. Jj yelling the fuck out of him.

“Don’t. Talk. To. Her.” he says but before anything gets out of hand I run up to him and pull him away.

“JJ what’s your fucking problem!” I yell at him

He grabs my wrist and pulls me somewhere more private and says “not here”. I don’t know where the hell we are but we’re in a storage closet I’m guessing?.

“JJ I was actually talking to the guy!” I really wasn’t.

“He’s not fucking good for you trust me!”

“Oh like you would know god why can’t I try finding a boyfriend but it’s totally ok to have your tongue down a chicks throat”

“because I still like you god damn it! I know he’s not the one cause I’m the one!”

“Then why the fuck would you stop contacting me”

“I started liking so much to the point I couldn’t handle you being away and I regretted not telling you earlier before you left”

“so why are with that girl?” I ask barely a whisper and not really comprehending the fact our faces are so close together.

“Because I was trying to get over you I starting liking you so much- scratch that loving you so much to point where I had to cut you off cause I didn’t think you would ever come back like I said already”

Maybe Sarah was right after wards.

“Kiss me.” I say.

He smashes his lips onto me like it’s the last time he’ll ever see me. He pulls away and rests his forehead against mine

“Be my girlfriend Y/N”

“Only if you break up with her”

“Anything for you”. I kiss him again

“JJ”

“yea?”

“Never leave me again”

“I promise I’ll never leave you again”

By the end of the day I explained the whole reason I left with JJ apologizing numerous times about ghosting me, JJ broke up with the girl, and apparently pope won a bet about us getting together. In the end I always knew me and JJ would find our way back to each other and I love him to the moon and back.

- this is my first fic I’ve ever written and I absolutely hate im actually so sorry but if you read please leave your honest opinions and don’t be scared to be rude and credits to @anitalenia for the divider, if your looking for a dividers look on her account there are cute ones on there 💗

[lvrhughes]

You Drive Me Crazy | W. Nylander

pairing: William Nylander x f!reader

word count: 0.9k

requested: yes

warnings: making out?? teasing? (I dont fully remember)

not my gif!

“Willy, please.” you begged, seeing his eyes roll at the plea. 

“Why?” 

“Because you’re my best friend and I need you?”

He scoffed slightly, you definitely didn’t need him for this.

“No you don’t.”

“But Willy, I love you, please.” he let out a sigh, mumbling a ‘fine’ under his breath. “Yes! I love you so much!” you jumped on him, making him almost fall before wrapping his arms around you to keep you secure. 

He knew it was crazy how quick he’d give in to anything for you, just to hear you say you loved him. And that was how he ended up going to a party with you later that night. 

“Baby, if your were just going to drag me around to all your other friends you did not need me.” He complained as you dragged him by the wrist to your friends at the party.

“Shh Willy, they’re your friends too.” he groaned, wishing he’d stayed home with his dogs instead. 

“Hey, Willy!” Mitch was clearly not sober anymore, his words loud and slurred, steph clung to his side. 

“Hey, Mitchy.” 

“Your girl brought you! She said she would.” his heart speeding up at the words ‘your girl’, but choosing to not indulge Mitch.

Letting Auston instead start a conversation with him, not fully listening, watching you instead. 

“I know you’re not listening, Willy.” the words snapped him out of his gaze.

“Sorry.” 

“Don’t be, you love her, I know.”

It seemed like everyone but you could see how in love William was, how crazy over you he was. He was chirped for it everyday, everyone in the locker room could see the heart eyes when he saw you, how he was so gentle with you. 

“Willy! Come dance!” you urged, running back to him, now a few drinks in. 

“You’re crazy, sweetheart.” 

“I know! Let’s dance now!” he wasn’t given a choice, you grabbing his hand and pulling him into the group of dancing people. Pushing your body against his in the crowd, turning to bury in his chest.

“This what you wanted, sweetheart?” 

A muffled ‘mhm’ came out, continuing to cling to him. Letting him sway you both as he willed, staying pressed against him. It wasn't until your name was called that you turned away from him, looking for whoever called, only to find no one. Yet as fate would have it, of course the weeknd would play, all the girls on the floor grinding up against the boys, making sure you kept William close. But what fun would it be to just stand with him. 

Running your hands down his chest while he looked around, quickly regaining his attention. Swaying your body to the song, his hands tight on your waist. 

“What’re you doing?” 

“I don’t know what you mean.” keeping the rhythm of the song in your movements, letting him feel every move against him with how close you were.

“Quit the act.” He'd never sounded so strict, but what was the drinks for if not confidence.

“What act?” 

He was quick, keeping you against him, pulling you out of the party. He was quick dragging you to the car, opening the door.

“Willy, stop!” 

“We’re going home.” 

“But the party.” you groaned, head falling on his shoulder.

“If you wanted to stay you shouldn’t have acted like that.”

“What are you? My father? Willy, I didn't do anything wrong.” 

“You drive me fucking crazy!” he was yelling, making you step back. He could see the tears the filled your eyes, the guilt following him immediately. “Oh sweetheart, I’m sorry.” 

He was quick pulling you into his arms, securing you in them. “Let’s go home, hmm?”

“No,” you mumbled.

“What do you mean no?” 

“You said I drive you crazy, I don't want to.” 

"Sweetheart, I am so in love with you, it drives me crazy.”

His words froze you for a second, letting them sink in.

“You’re in love with me?”

“Yes, baby.” he confirmed.

When you froze again, fear filled him. What if he had ruined the friendship? What if you never spoke to him again?

“I’m sor-” he was quickly cut off by a kiss, melting his lips against yours. It was everything he’d ever imagined, and you could easily say the same. 

Pulling away for air, you were first to speak.

“I’m sorry, well I’m not but, you get it. I’m in love with you too.” he grinned at the words, pushing his lips against yours again, snaking his arms around your waist as your tangled through his hair. This time he was first to speak.

“Let’s go home now, yeah?” 

You nodded, leaning up for another kiss, him complying quickly. 

“We should’ve done this sooner.” you mumbled against his lips, feeling a smile grow on his. 

“If only you had told me sooner.” he grinned, making you laugh and push him away.

“This is not only on me, Mr.Nylander.” 

He laughed, picking you up and placing you in the passenger's seat, buckling your seatbelt like always. He was quick, jogging over to the drivers side, getting in and starting the car. It was a short ride home, in comfortable silence. When arriving, he motioned for you to stay, running over to open your door. Unbuckling your seatbelt and picking you up bridal style, making you laugh.

“Willy, what’re you doing?”

“Treating you like you deserve, I’ve wanted to do this for years.”

“I’ve wanted this for years too.”

[sleepy0s]

the trio

This is like YHS was transported to hermitcraft! Quotes as you go.

It's midnight, I am so close to kicking my cat out of the room.

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A bit of Narrating? IDK

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Okay, so.. Current situation! Grian is gone..? No one knows where he is. But there are three young kids on the server! Maybe young.? They're like 16, we think. Either way, two of them have very heavy Japanese accents, the third has a mix of a british.? And the Japanese accent.? They keep whispering to each other in Japanese.. God if only Etho were here. 

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Okay! Update! They know english. And, we’ve learnt their names! Sam, Taurtis and Grian. Now, even though all three of them seem very cute, Grian is very secretive about his past so it can't all be that good.

Talking about Grian! He is so cute! He's got cute little white dove? Wings, overly fluffy brown hair and so many freckles! He’s like a little bundle of joy! (Why isn't he like this anymore?)

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To the fic!!!

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YHS!Sam: If you were my husband, I'd put poison in your drink.

YHS!Grian: If I was your husband, I'd drink it.

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Okay, lesson learnt. Don’t talk about relationships. 

The topic had come up between Pearl, Scar and Iskall. Unfortunately, Grian, Sam and Taurtis were nearby and started talking about it.

“Hey Sam, who do you think is most likely to get together from school?” Taurtis asked, skipping ahead of the two. “I dunno. Don’t think about that much.” Sam shrugged, looking towards Grian, “What about you Gree-on?”

“Not a clue. But I hope i dont get with either of you. I want a calm life in the future.” 

“Hey! I'm Calm!” Taurtis protested, gasping with fake offence.

Sam had stopped walking and was just standing on the path, a smile on his face, “You good Sam?” Grian asked, stopping to look at him.

He took a second, thinking about his words before talking, “Gree-on, if you were my husband, I’d put poison in your drink.” Taurtis was shocked. Not because of his words, no, no that was a normal thing for Sam to say. But because he had the guts to say it on hermitcraft, who all seemed to be very protective over Grian.

Grian, who walked over to Sam, his white wings twitching. He leaned in close to Sam’s ear before whispering, “If i was your husband.. I drink it.” Before he smiled and skipped over to Taurtis

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Scar: Life could be a lot worse Taurtis

Taurtis: Life could be a whole lot better too!

~

Forced therapy, ah. Everyone's favourite thing.

Cub was currently sitting in a locked room, Taurtis sat opposite him. The teenager seemed.. Displeased. Their conversation had been going well, Cub had managed to get Taurtis to open up a bit.

“Just remember Taurtis. Life could be a whole lot worse.?” Okay, now that he thinks about it, maybe that is not the best use of words. This was obviously proven when Taurtis started yelling.

“IM SORRY? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME!?” Cub tried to speak, but was immediately cut off by Taurtis, “Did YOUR best friend stab you!? Do YOU live with a psychopath? Are YOU threatened with a knife almost EVERY day?”

“I-” 

“YEAH sure life could be worse. BUT IT COULD ALSO BE A WHOLE LOT BETTER!”

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There you go c:

ALSO! By the time this is read it's probably gonna be christmas eve c: that just makes me happy

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[0wen-b3rnard-anton1o]

Accent

Matt x y/n

Tw- swearing

Summary- you join the triplets as a guest in there new podcast

The moment the triplets had mentioned the idea of starting a podcast to me I wanted to guest star on it. Seeing as I have always been there on the sidelines rooting for them, I'm in most of there old videos that you would have to scroll down forever to find. But slowly stopped making an appearance when there fan girls claimed I was "way to close to them" and "my incredibly toxic behavior was bringing them down" so instead I stayed behind the camera and helped them out with most of there videos, even if it's buying ice at four in the morning (or cleaning up the massive water spill off of nicks bathroom floor) or simply just gathering the best questions for QandA when they were to oveworked to do it themselves.

And though they'll never get around to crediting me for it, I even came up with there podcasts name. Unfortunately the three of them used argue to the ends of earth that starring on the podcast was a great way to attract hate like it did last time around, well... that was until Matt and I began dating a few months ago and accidentally leaked it to the internet while on Instagram live. And I guess the crazy fans matured with age, well most of them anyway because the hate wasnt nearly as bad we all had anticipated.

So now that I've reapproached Matt about it seeing as theyve already posted there first episode leads me to now. Nick began checking the cameras as Chris and Matt took there usual seats and i excitedly sat down fiddling with the mic infront of me. Hey dont break it Nick scolded me I held my hands up leaving it alone yes sir i quipped back, Chris chuckled want headphones y/n/n? He asked I nodded and Matt who was closest grabbed a pair and handed it over to me. I put them on staring down at the cord attached to the headphones confused, Matt who had noticed my confusion stood up walking over to me taking the cord from my hands. He leaned over me the fabric of his shirt brushed up against my cheek exposing the smell of his cologne, tilting the mic downwards he plugged it in. The plug ins at the bottom he told me gesturing to the headphones that were now connected to the mic.

I looked up at him my face close to his i sent him a bright smile making his cheeks flush, Alright how bout we go to our seprate spaces I jumped back not expecting Nick's voice to yell through the headphones into my ears. NICK! I yelled back Oops, he looked away avoiding my glaring eyes. At least we know it works now? Matt said now back in his original seat ok, ok, welcome back campers, I'm Nick Sturniolo he looks to the camera introducing the start to the episode I'm Matthew I smile at the mention of his full first name as ive always loved the name Matthew, and I'm just Chris. Nick begins to talk again, and as our first guest we have the beautiful y/n aw Nick we all know your the beautiful one here I told him Chris and Matt both put a hand to there chest mimicking fake offence. oh right sorry I started Chris your beautiful to, Chris grinned at me proudly as Matt looked at me waiting for me to continue the sentence and when I didnt he scoffed making me laugh in return alright most of you would recognize her as Matt's girlfriend, as well as our mutal friend were so happy to have her with us today,

I'm happy to be here i waved to one of the cameras in the corner, todays topic is......tour! Chris continued the conversation ooooh yes I loved last tour though i was backstage most of it I told them the stage wasnt much better it was so hot up there Nick nodded agreeing and Matt just put a hnd to his forhead well maybe if you didnt wear that big ass jacket Chris rolled his eyes the team colors are going to be so fire though I said ah yes agreed Nick replied team purples so gonna win mmm, I dont think so Chris laughed wait what team are you on y/n he cut off from his previous sentence i think thats pretty fucking obvious chris, nick shook his head. ya its clearly team bl- team orange actually I interrupted matt the three of them all whipped there heads in my direction Chris put his head on the table laughing to death matts mouth agape your joking, shes joking right? he asked nick alright sorry to disappoint Chris but i am team blue Matt looked at me smiling thats what i thought he flexed his arm NOO! Nick yelled at him the edits his voice trailed off at the end

I bursted out laughing and they all joined in, I'm so exited for upcoming tour the last tour was so lit. Chris added I was just sick the whole time I replied still slightly laughing, Hey at least you didn't get a phone thrown at you. OH! Nick exclaimed thanks that brings me to another topic no more throwing shit Nick told the camera. yes! Like bracelets are one thing, but ya if you throw your phone again your not getting it back Nick interrupted Chris, Matt smiled honestly, if you throw a brick at me ill throw it right back at ye head I clasped my hand around my mouth not expecting the boston accent to come out I grabbed the mic deviously ya, ill throw it right back at ye head Ii mocked him using my best impression of his accent. He just looked at me pursing his lips so done with me, your not even doing it right he told me yea its like right at ye-a head Chris joined in bringing out his accent as well wait like, forget about it i tried again YA! like that there ya go Chris clapped never dropping the accent i followed suit responding thank ya thank ya Nick rolled his eyes we continued on with tour talk for another twenty minutes.

Ending it with Nick smiling wide alright see ya next time on cut the cameras using his inner boston just for the fun of it, I got up stretching handing my head phones back to Matt. Nick made sure all the cameras were off Matt got up standing next to me wrapping an arm around me I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek that was really fun he told me resting his head on the top of mine it really was I nodded just let me know or anyone of us know if anyone starts leaving mean messgaes ok Matt told me seriosness lacing his tone i will i will dont worry i reached up to ruffle his hair im glad to be back in your content and im still happy to help out i looked at all of them happy to have them in my life oh, speaking of helping Chris added do you mind buying 7 pounds of gummy worms? I looked at him waiting for him to say he was joking but when he still looked dead serious i shrugged laughing ya, ya i can.

THANK YOU FOR BEING YOU!!! and for reading! Feel free to request, love ya

[rqcklandd]

her heart belongs to another

- matt sturniolo

summary; you and matt have been keeping your relationship from your friends as well as the internet. this later unravels when you two arent careful.

CW; use of y/n, pet names (baby,sweetheart etc.) slightly suggestive?

madi sat across from y/n ‘look valentines day is just around the corner, please just let me set you up!’ the girl pleaded for what felt like the millionth time. y/n sighed ‘madi i really appreciate you trying to do this but im just not really looking to go on dates or be committed to someone right now’ you shrugged which she returned with an over-dramatic sigh. she turned to chris ‘dont bother asking me im just gonna say the same thing as y/n’ she groaned ‘you guys are so bor-’ she cut herself off ‘matt! your not seeing anyone, can i set you up’ she wiggled her eyebrows at him to which he just shook his head signalling no.

you got up to go to bathroom but making a pit stop in your room to grab a hoodie since it was freezing in LA right now, you threw at least 6 hoodies out of your closet trying to find your warmest one. you felt a pair of eyes on you, turning your head you saw matt standing there, you felt weak at the knees just looking at him ‘not ready to be committed to someone right now’ he laughed in a mocking tone ‘what about you? what was your reason apart from simply shaking your head’ you snapped back. he was now facing you, ‘im already seeing this girl, shes alright’ he shrugged ‘oh my god!! whats she like’ you said sarcastically ‘well shes a pain in the ass, giggles at everything and cant keep her hands of me’ he said reaching to hold onto you ‘hmm she’s definitely the clingy one’ you laughed, you leaned into his touch and placed a hand on his jaw to bring him close for a sweet kiss which turned into a very heated makeout session. he tapped the back of your thigh lightly so he could grip the back of both your legs so he was able hold you comfortably ‘y/n.. where did you go?’ madi called out looking for you ‘shit.’ you whispered quickly removing yourself from matts hold ‘im gonna go hide’ he whispered half running ‘im in my room!’ you called out, not even 5 seconds later her head poked inside your room ‘you were gone for so long, what were you doing?’ she asked puzzled ‘oh i was grabbed a hoodie cause im cold’ you brushed it off nonchalantly ‘okay! well im going back down stairs’ she left. matt came out from hiding smiling sheepishly ‘where were we?’ he asked, bringing you to your bed kissing you passionately again ‘oh also! do yo- oh?!’ she stood there confused and waiting so eagerly to ask questions ‘hey madi!’ you smiled embarrassed ‘hey madi! what are you doing?’ matt smiled at her calmly ‘i have so many questions..’ she said turning around ‘give me a few mads’ you yelled out ‘GROSS’ she yelled back. you and matt just laughed at the entire situation ‘i guess we have to tell people now’ he sighed ‘nooo i loved keeping you as my little secret’ you whined ‘c’mon lets go baby’ he grabbed your hand to stand you up and softly fix your hair. you both went downstairs hand in hand, nick slipped nate $5 not-so-discreetly. you both sat down on the couch letting everyone ask questions while you answered happily.

a/n; first post!! sorry if its a bit short, i just wanted to do something short and sweet for my first post :))

[that-writer-101]

The Winter Nightmare. Pt. 3

Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

Author notes: hihi! So this is the last part I have pre-made from my old account, so from now on it'll be a bit more of a wait for the next parts! I post parts after the part after it is halfway finished!

Reminders: @vicmc624 @biblophilefox82 @cjand10

You look over to Fury, a smile forming on your face.

"Thank you..! Thank you so much!"

He walks over to you and shakes your hand, "I look forward to seeing you fight." Then he walks off.

You turn to say something to Natasha, but get cut off before you even open your mouth.

"You fight better when you're angry." Someone says. You turn back to the door and see Bucky in the doorway, leaning against the wall.

"Is that so?" You say in an irritated tone.

"Spar me." He says, causing Steve and Natasha to glare at him.

"Buck, no."

"Y/n, NO."

"Buck, she'll hurt you."

"Y/n, you'll pass out."

Steve and Natasha glare at each other.

"So you care more about your friend getting hurt than Y/n hurting herself?!"

"She hates Bucky! She'll hurt him more!"

Then an argument insures.

You and Bucky just lock eyes, annoyed at your two friends.

You grab your bag and walk out of the training room, Bucky following behind you.

"Those two are going to be the death of me I swear..." He sighs.

"Honestly. Do dumbass fights like that happen often here?"

"I dont know if they ever stop."

"Dear god.. I'm going to jump out the window I swear.."

The two of you make small talk as you walk up to your floor. It was the first non violent interacting you've had since.. Well forever. Maybe you two could actually become friends, perhaps you could learn to like this new Bucky.

No. Not the 'new Bucky'.

Bucky.

Not the Winter Soldier.

"Well, talk to you later I guess." You say, walking to the back of the floor to your room.

"Yeah."

You walk into your room and then into the bathroom. You take a shower and as you do, you start to think.

Maybe he's not so bad.

Maybe you judged him too quickly.

Natasha was right. He's a different person.

You might not know exactly what happened to him, but you could tell he was different.

You finish up your shower quickly, deciding that you should probably talk to him.

You quickly get dressed and dry your hair.

Just as you get up to leave your room, you hear a knock.

Great. Is all you think.

You finally decide to make amends with the demon who haunted your past and someone is getting in the way.

You go and open up the door. You expect to see Natasha or Wanda, maybe even Steve.

Who you see instead is...

Bucky...?

"Oh hey.." You say.

"Hey.. Can I talk to you?" He asks, which catches you off guard.

"Yeah! I was actually about to go talk to you.." You mumble the last part.

The two of you go sit on your bed. Neither of you say anything for a few minutes.

"I just want an explanation..." You say finally, breaking the silence.

So Bucky gives one. He explains the brain washing. He explains the fact that he barley remembers any of it, but seeing you again brought back memories. He explains everything.

"I am... So sorry.." You pitifully say, looking at him.

"You shouldn't be apologizing. I should. I.. Did some horrible things and-"

"You didn't want to. I chose to hate you before I knew what exactly happened. You had no control of your actions. I did."

"You had a damn good reason to hate me." His voice slightly cracks with tears, "Look, I don't want to get rid of my past.. But I want to move on from it."

"So do I.. I just.. I dont know if I can yet.." You stutter from your own choked back tears.

The room goes quiet again, but it was a comforting silence.

"I'm sorry, Flare."

"So am I."

And with that, the two of you just cry silently. Tears roll down your faces, an occasional hiccuping breath filling the room.

After a few minutes the two of you calm down.

"I'm gonna go watch some TV if you wanna co-"

You get cut off by yelling.

"Flare! Buck'! We're having a meeting! Let's go!"

The two of you quickly get up and go to the meeting room.

"We found another HYDRA base with valuable information in it. We need to infiltrate." Tony says.

"Ooh ooh! Can I go? I know how those places function! I can pick the locks! I also know where the guards hide!"

Everyone looks around at each other after you say that.

"I don't know if that's a good idea." Steve sighs.

"I agree," Tony starts, "It hasn't been long since you were taken out from one of those bases. It could be triggering."

You deeply sigh, "I am OFFERING to go there. I want to go and take down the base. It could help me get over my past. Hell, I can easily sneak around in a place like that!"

"No."

"Yes."

"No."

"I was allowed to go on HYDRA missions. Why can't she?" Bucky interrupts.

"Because, Buck."

"Okay, bEcAuSe isn't a reason." You say, clearly very irritated.

The room goes silent.

"I'm going wether you like it or not."

"You aren't going." Tony says in a stern tone.

"Yes. I. Am."

"No you aren't."

"I mean, I think she should go." Bucky says.

"Okay Barnes, you aren't saying anything useful so shut it." You say, trying to keep yourself composed.

"Y/n. You aren't going. You don't have a suit. It could be triggering. It is final."

You clench your fists.

"I do NOT care what you say. Those people tortured me for most of my life, I will end theirs."

Everyone looks around at each other again. They all realize that you aren't going to give up until you get your way.

Steve sighs, "Fine. You can go."

"Yay!" You say, your demeanor changing from angry to happy in the span of a second.

"So where's the base?" Natasha asks, changing the subject.

"Turns out there was base right near the one Y/n was kept at."

"Uuuuugh!" You groan, "I coulda told you that! You could see that base from the one I was at!"

"Wait," Natasha starts, looking at you, "You KNEW about this place?!"

"Uh yeah? The bases were practically intertwined. Anyway, I can completely sneak around that base, easy. The two bases were identical."

"Maybe bringing you with us won't be such a bad idea.."

For the next few hours, you all talk about the mission. Going is you, Bucky, Steve, Tony, Clint, and Natasha.

Three days. The mission is in THREE DAYS.

You took a hitched breath when that was mentioned, but you chose not to say anything. You just got your spot in the mission set, why complain now?

"We can have Clint sneak in the vents-"

"Don't go in the vents." You and Natasha say at the same time.

"Why's that?" Tony asks, arching an eyebrow at the two of you.

"Guards hide in the vents. They have multiple guns, knives, and other weapons. They're trained too, I dont know how well, but they're trained in fighting. Do other HYDRA bases not have that?" You sigh, sick of this seemingly never ending meeting.

"No they don't," Steve starts, looking over to you, "That's why this base, and the one you were at, are so dangerous."

"Hm."

"So we're all clear on the start of the mission?"

"Yeah."

"Yup."

"Sure."

"Guess so."

"Mhm!"

"Alright. Go chill out, or train. Training would probably be helpful but none of you ever listen to me so."

Everyone goes into the common floor and chills out. Well, except for Steve, he goes and trains.

You dont know why, but you continuously find yourself glancing over at Bucky.

Your mind goes back to the conversation earlier. He'd.. Opened up to you? Well you had opened up to him as well, so it wasn't that weird... right?

Did you forgive him? Well you don't feel overly mad whenever you see him anymore so that's a start for sure. I mean you did-

"Sparkler, you alright?" Natasha asks, interrupting your thoughts. Sparkler was a name you'd earned after constantly making small flame sparks out of your hands when you were bored.

"Hm? Oh, yeah I'm alright." Randomly going silent wasn't very odd for you, Bucky had done it to. Going quiet usually meant being deep in thought, typically about your past.

"Kay, I'm going to go make lunch, want some?"

You hadn't realized it was already noon, geez that meeting was long. "Sure."

The two of you get up and walk to the kitchen. "What're you gonna make?" You ask.

"Dunno, might make a salad.. Shit-" She responds, adding the last part as she accidentally knocks over the glass you'd put in the drying rack earlier, causing it to fall and shatter.

The crash makes you jump, shattering glass freaks you out after what happened when you were younger. You take in a sharp, hitched breath.

"You alright?" Natasha asks, sweeping up the shards.

"Y-yeah.. The sound of shattering glass just kinda freaks me out a bit.."

She just nods as she finished cleaning up.

She makes a salad and so do you.

"I gotta say, the food here is much better than the food they gave me at HYDRA." You laugh, taking a bite of your food.

"I bet." Natasha responds, taking a bite of hers.

The two of you finish your food and walk back into the common room.

The rest of the day was spent just chilling out. Talking, watching TV, eating, a few people went to train.

Before long everyone ate dinner and then went to sleep.

Except you.

You don't go to sleep.

You go up to your floor, sure, but not to bed.

You instead go to the large window in the dining room and look up at the stars.

You'd always loved the stars. They were the opposite of you. They sit up in darkness, a cool breeze below them, basking in the moonlight.

You lean your head closer to the cool glass to get a better look at the moon.

"You alright?"

The voice makes you flinch, causing you to slam your head against the window.

"Ow shit-! What do you want, Barnes?!" You sigh, exasperated.

"Sheesh," He says, putting his hands up, "Just checking up on you, you're quite literally staring out the window. Can't sleep?"

"Haven't tried. I was looking at the stars."

"They're quite pretty, aren't they?"

"Yeah.."

"You remind me of the night."

You give him a confused look, "What do you mean?"

"Cold, but pleasant once you get used to it."

You feel your heart skip a beat and butterflies flutter in your stomach.

Wait

WHAT?! 

No no no no! You can NOT think of him like this!

"Hm." Is all you can manage. You simply hope the darkness of the night conceals your blushing cheeks. A small smile crosses your face.

"Here follow me, I'm gonna show you a better place to watch the stars."

He walks off and you follow. He brings you up a few sets of stars until you get to the roof.

"Wow.. The stars are beautiful up here.." You say staring up at the dark sky, speckled with little dots of light.

"Yeah, i like to come up here sometimes."

The city light below no longer floods out the light of the stars, letting the full brightness glow.

You lay down, the coldness of both the night and the roof encasing you in a cool blanket.

Bucky sits next to you, also looking up into the sky.

"Ooh look! A shooting star!" You say, pointing at one flying across the sky, "Make a wish!" You giggle.

After a while of staring at the stars with Bucky, you feel your eye grow heavy. You yawn.

"Well, I'm gonna go head to bed. See you in the morning."

"Night."

You get up and walk back to your floor. All the while rethinking everything that happened. Especially the beginning.

He'd... Complemented you?

No no, surely you were taking it the wrong way, right? He was just being nice right?

No no no no! You're thinking too much into it! You should just get to bed and shut your eyes and go to bed.

So that's what you try to do.

Yeah it doesn't work.

You cant seem to ease your racing thoughts.

You BLUSHED when he said something to you. People only do that with someone they like, right? No way you were starting to develop feelings for him

...Right?

Oh dear god, you are! You like Bucky fucking Barnes!

What do you do about this?! You've hated him forever, what made you suddenly change!?

You groan into your pillow.

Well, you, Natasha, and Wanda are having a girls night tomorrow night, so you'll ask them what yo do then.

Oh but what if they make fun of you? What if they can't help you?

WHAT IF THEY TELL HIM?!

You groan again.

With your mind still racing, you close your eyes and fall asleep.

[cas-coding]

my mom is being a dick so im making it all your guys problem because i dont have therapy until thursday

im going to put my vent below the cut because it will probably get triggering, but id appreciate if you guys would let me know any official terms for what my mom is doing to me/if there are any online resources to help

so my mom got home from work today and she was really pissed at everyone and everything. she yelled at me to take out the trash (which i usually do on tuesdays, but much closer to 5pm than the 3pm that it was at that moment) and i said sure let me finish this snack and if i have time before i have to pick up my brother, ill do it then. if not ill do it after.

she said okay and went back to her little candy crush game. two minutes later she tells me i need to pick up my brother. i say yeah i know. ill leave to pick him up at 4pm (which is roughtly 45 min away atp) and she sighs and says fine.

im like okay im not taking this bait. so i finish my snack and i do the garbage. then i pick up my brother and he's a dick to me too. leaves his metal waterbottle on the floor of my car where it will bang around and distract me from driving (i have drivers ocd and a lot of driving anxiety, so ive told him multiple times not to do this and hes usually good with it) and then my brother is all dramatic about getting out of the car and his knee hurting (he is 15) and i say the house isnt that far but im sorry it hurts and he calls me a bitch. what was i supposed to say

but anyway back to my mom. i havent told her my daily stories yet (and i know im fortunate to have parents that care about my day to day) so i tell her this story relating to my friend. i say hey he's been doing this recently and it's annoying and i wish he would stop. i talked to him about it a couple times and he wont stop.

my mom looks me dead in the eye and asks me why im so dramatic about everything. why does it bother you so much. its your fault. get over it. stuff like that. and she says it in this perfectly nice loving mothering voice. im sorry, what?

i said that ive asked him to stop and we've had conversations and he wont. i said its not my fault im trying, please don't say that to me. and my mom just keeps going on, saying oh youre overreacting, just get over it, why are you so pissy with all of your friends.

so im like emotionally exhausted and i blurt out that i have trauma from past friends. my second grade best friend moved away and then ignored my phone calls. my fourth grade best friend moved across the country and never responded to my (five!!!) letters. i told my seventh grade best friend that i thought i might not be a girl (surprise, im a trans man) and she called me the t-slur (i know i can say it, but i really dont like it because of this experience). i told my mom that that friend then went on to tell all of my high school friends (who only knew my chosen name) my birth name and then those friends struggled to use my chosen name ever again because 'oh your birth name fits you so much better!'

and you know what my mom said? she started lecturing me. how i cant let people hurt me. how its my fault i get mad at people. how im the reason no one wants to be my friend. how im damaged goods because of all the shit i wont get over. etc.

and i dont care if my mom makes me food. i dont care if she gives me a house to live in. that's bare minimum and i am not required to love her for that.

and she's never once proved to me that she deserves my love, so in ten years when shes wondering why i never call, this is only one reason why. she does this in so many ways and so many scenarios that i dont know how anyone tolerates her.

as soon as i can financially leave her, i will, and i will never look back.

[caramelmochacrow]

every time i finish a term/quarter of school, i just have. thoughts.

cut bc. yeah.

i really hate my full name. not because (or not just because) it's my technical dead name, but because of how no matter what, people mispronounce it. no matter where i am.

my first and second names are literally pronounced how they are spelt. it's quick, simple and fine. but my classmates (before NZ) kept mispronouncing my first name. i just stopped correcting it after a week because they weren't good with english (well, most) so i understood why. my second name is the easiest to pronounce among my names, but not for kiwis.

they say it without the slightly hard R in my name. they say it softly, as though it were an L. i understand why, i know why. but i feel so sick of it, like it isnt me. that isnt how you say it. im not that person.

the only people who pronounce it right are a few maori students, international students, and just people who are not white. my friends -- most of whom are around asia -- pronounce it with an R. every time i hear them call my name i feel comfortable, i am that person. i dont even care that it's my technical dead name. that's me.

every time, one of my friends always say it w the R like that. like, consistently. and i feel happy thinking about it.

but you know what? a teacher still manage to literally mispronounce it so bad it's a whole other name.

the teacher that was supposed to say my name in my award ceremony today managed to say it w an i before. like. how!?!?!?!?!?!??! there is no i. there is a fucking L. like. ????

in the ceremony, she managed to pronounced my name right, but my last name was always. consistently. mispronounced. im not surprised bc it was spanish. but it's just. yeah wow. okay. sure. whatever. the staff will apologize when they mispronounce one of the maori students' name, but not THREE of the filipino students called to be given an award? okay. that's fine. whatever. tagalog is hard to pronounce. who gives a fuck. tagalog isnt well know to the point people call it 'filipino' EVEN THOUGH. SAYING TAGALOG IS FILIPINO. IS LIKE SAYING "OH, HINDI IS THE SAME AS PUNJABI" EVEN THOUGH IT FUCKING ISNT. OR EVEN "HINDI IS INDIAN." LIKE. !?!?!?!? IT'S LIKE YOUR SAYING THE NORTH ISLAND DIALECT OF MAORI IS THE SAME AS THE SOUTH ISLAND DIALECT.

it's saying ilocano isnt a thing, bisaya isnt a thing, like. all of the dialects in the philippines dont fucking exist. you are erasing my fucking history bitch.

people not knowing is fine, i know people don't know, but when i correct you more than once, i think you should get it in your head now. most of the maori students say 'tagalog' rather than 'filipino' but holy shit most if not ALL of my white classmates (except for my friends) say filipino. you SPEAK filipino. you're speaking FILIPINO.

I AM FILIPINO THANK YOU BUT IT'S TAGALOG. I SPEAK TAGALOG. like.

it must be bc of how much my schools told me to be proud of my heritage but every time people get something slightly wrong, i get annoyed. not to the point i scream at them, but i just get annoyed and think 'that's wrong.... but eh they not've known' and move on.

one of my classmates yelled to my filipino aquaintance that she only knew 'filipino' songs. im sorry bitch but what the actual fuck makes you think she doesnt know a single 'western' song? fucking cunt. dont assume shit. she knows english songs you just love thinking that all filipino people arent smart. also the way she said it made it sound like she only knew 'tagalog songs'. as if opm doesnt have any english songs. opm means original pinoy music, not only ptagalog music. it means music made by filipino people. you know IV of spades? they made songs like 'come inside of my heart', 'hey barbara'. which are all in english.

lola amor? they made 'maybe maybe' which is all in english.

actually yk what im gonna listen to some opm rn.