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[neewtmas]

hello my lovely!! i almost forgot to request a blurb from your advent calendar! i'd love it if you could write something fluffy and angst for george x fem!reader (she/her pronouns), with the prompts "You're jealous aren't you?" "I'm not jealous.", and "Friends don't look at each other the way you two do."

thank you again lisa!! you are an absolute diamond <33

ALLIE!!!! first of all, thank you for sending me the perfect prompts I love me some jealousy <3333

Secondly, I know I said I'd post these on the 24th, but I honestly just majorly underestimated 1) how busy I would be and 2) how absolutely unable I am to write something short

so I now have a 1.7k words blurb for you here (is that still a blurb? who knows lol), I hope you enjoy!!!

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Lucy shoved the entrance door closed with her elbow, both hands occupied with heavy bags containing a week's worth of groceries. The thin straps were cutting rather painfully into her fingers, and she didn’t bother removing her boots before walking into the kitchen. She was surprised to see George sitting on one of the chairs, one of his comics open in front of him on the table. But instead of reading, he was staring off into the distance. His grim expression could have probably pulverised a ghost on the spot.

“Why are you sitting over here?” Lucy asked as she set down the bags on the counter. When she had left, he had been in the living room with Lockwood and Y/N. George just made an indescribable noise and picked up his comic, a clear sign that he didn’t want to talk. Lucy shrugged and turned her attention back to the bags full of groceries. When she was done putting everything away, George hadn’t moved at all, his eyes still trained on the pages in front of him, though it was obvious that he wasn’t reading. She knew there was no use in trying to talk to him, so she made her way over to the living room.

When she pushed open the door, she immediately knew why George had fled the scene. Lockwood and Y/N sat on the couch, Lockwood holding open one of the many gossip magazines that were strewn all over the library and living room. Y/N was peering over his shoulder as they read an article together, giggling at something that Lockwood had pointed out on the page. Lucy bit back a smile. No wonder George was in such a sour mood.

“Lucy! You’re back!” LISA turned away from the magazine and Lockwood, smiling at her. “Have you seen George?” Lucy pointed back over her shoulder. “He’s sitting in the kitchen. He’s not in a very good mood though, I’m afraid.” LISA’s face fell. “Why?” Lucy shrugged. “No idea. Why don’t you go and ask him?” The girl immediately jumped up and pushed past her.

Lucy padded over to the couch and flopped down next to Lockwood. “You know you’re driving George crazy with that, right?” Lockwood feigned innocence. “With what?” Lucy gestured wildly. “This whole spiel. ‘Y/N, do you wanna read with me?’” She did a very exaggerated Lockwood imitation. “I do not sound like that”, Lockwood said indignantly. But he couldn’t hold back his smile very long. “It’s working though, isn’t it?” “If by working you mean George being in a horrible mood, then yes.” Lockwood shrugged, opening the magazine back up. “He could have her next to him. All he has to do is say something.”

It didn’t take long for Y/N to return. She didn’t come back in though and remained in the doorway. “I’m going to sleep”, she said, giving them a short little wave. “Did you talk to George?”, Lucy asked, surprised to see her again so quickly. She had expected her friend to stay in the kitchen and talk with George for the next few hours, as the two of them so often did. Y/N suddenly looked like a kicked puppy. “He didn’t want to talk to me”, she said quietly. “Made that very clear.” Lucy looked over to Lockwood, who grimaced. “Alright, I’ll join you soon”, Lucy replied. Y/N gave her a short nod and left.

Lucy waited for the sound of her footsteps on the stairs before she turned to Lockwood. “You took it too far”, she said quietly. Lockwood dropped his magazine, raising his hands defensively. “I didn’t do anything. It’s not like we were making out or anything.” Lucy rolled her eyes and got up. “Where are you going?” “Damage Control”, she said curtly.

In the kitchen, George was still sitting in the same spot. Lucy pulled out a chair and sat down. “What did you say to her?” George seemed slightly surprised at her direct question. “Nothing”, he finally said, looking down on his hands. “Well, Y/N looked like she was about to cry, so it was probably not ‘nothing’.” George winced at Lucy’s sharp tone. “I didn’t want to take away from her quality time with Lockwood.” The last part he practically spit out. Lucy leaned back, crossing her arms over her chest. “You’re jealous, aren’t you?” George looked at her incredulously. “I’m not jealous”, he said quickly. “What would I even be jealous of?”

“That it’s Lockwood who gets to be close to her and not you.”

Lucy watched with amusement as his cheeks reddened and he silently opened and closed his mouth, not finding the words to dispute her claims. It wasn’t often she got to see George like this - flustered and scrambling for words. “That’s not true”, he finally said weakly. “It is, and we both know it. I suggest you think about how you can make it up to her.” Lucy stood back up. Before she closed the door behind her, she turned around again. “Or else Lockwood might be the one to swoop in and comfort her.” She didn’t wait for George’s reaction and instead made her way up the stairs. She knew that last comment was unnecessary and cruel, but maybe that was just what George needed.

In their room in the attic, Y/N was sprawled out on their shared bed, staring at the ceiling. She did not move as Lucy sat down on the edge of the bed. “Are you okay?”, she asked after a moment of silence. Y/N let out a long drawn-out sigh. “I think he hates me”, she said quietly, but the hurt in her voice was loud and clear. Lucy grabbed her hand. It pained her to see her best friend like this. “He doesn’t. He could never.” Y/N turned her head to look at her, tears shimmering in her eyes. “He wouldn’t even speak to me, Lucy. I’m nothing to him.” Lucy squeezed her hand, silently cursing George. “Y/N, you are everything to him. I promise you.” The silence that followed hung heavy in the air. “I feel so stupid for thinking that one day we might be something more than friends.” Y/N paused, avoiding looking at Lucy. “Sometimes I’m not even sure if we are friends at all.”

Lucy had to hold back a scoff. It felt surreal sitting here and hearing Y/N talk like this when on the other side there was George who was so obviously, painfully head over heels for her. “Yeah, I’m not sure if friends is the right word for what you are”, she finally said. “What do you mean?” “Friends don’t look at each other the way you two do”, Lucy simply said. Y/N hid her face in one of the pillows. “You’ve said that so many times. I just can’t believe it”, she mumbled into the fabric. Just at that moment, a knock sounded at the door. “Come in!” Lucy called before Y/N could protest. The door creaked open and George hesitantly stepped into the room. “Well, time to find out”, Lucy said and got up. “That is your chance. Don’t fuck it up”, she said quietly as she walked past George, pushing him towards the bed and Y/N.

George had his hands buried in the pockets of his jeans and winced as the sound of Lucy closing the door echoed through the room. Not daring to look at Y/N he slowly made his way over to the bed. He wasn’t sure if sitting down would be overstepping a boundary, so he stood awkwardly, looking anywhere except at the girl in the bed in front of him. “You can sit down.” He hated how small her voice sounded but did what she said and sat down at the very edge of the mattress.

When the silence became unbearable, he finally spoke up. “I’m sorry. For earlier. I shouldn’t have ignored you like that.” He forced himself to look at her, and his chest tightened at the sadness in her eyes. “It’s okay”, she replied but he shook his head. “It’s not. It was absolutely uncalled for. You did nothing wrong, I was just… on edge.” A pause.

“Why?”

George’s throat felt dry, and he nervously clasped his hands together in his lap. “I – It’s hard to explain, I –“ The words died in his throat as he felt her warm hand coming to rest on his. He looked down and then at her, and suddenly he knew that he just had to say what he was feeling. The inevitable rejection be damned, he couldn’t keep it to himself any longer.

“I hate seeing you with Lockwood”, he blurted out. “I get so jealous.” Immediately, he wished he could take his words back. What was he thinking? But much to his surprise, Y/N didn’t pull her hand away. She also didn’t laugh at him. Instead, she sat up. “Jealous?”, she asked softly, and his stomach dropped with the way she looked at him. He hated when that happened – one look from her and he forgot every word he ever knew. “I –“ His voice gave out, his heart now beating out of his chest. This was going terribly. “Yes, George?” Y/N looked at him with big eyes, and it was then he noticed how much closer she had gotten to him. It wouldn’t take much to just reach out and -

Looking back at that moment, he didn’t know who it was that initiated the kiss, he just knew that from one second to the other, his lips were on hers. His mind went blank, and for a short while his entire world was only her, her soft lips, the little noise she made as his hand found the back of her head without even thinking about it. She pulled away from him slightly, and he had to stop himself from leaning forward to chase her lips for another kiss. “Wow”, he breathed out. She didn’t say anything, instead leaning forward to close the gap between them again.

[hella1975]

keep us updated on your wlw friends to lovers arc ok i am begging for details

okay i was debating whether to tell you guys everything or not before going 'humour IS a coping mechanism and so is revealing my entire life's story to thousands of strangers online' so here goes:

so last year, me and this girl were really close all through summer. i've never been the type to have best friends but that's definitely what we were to each other then. it was also the same time that me and her first started having conversations about sexuality. she always seemed ahead of me in that regard, like she accepted it a lot sooner whereas i was very much in denial. we got drunk one night and kissed as a joke just 'to see how it feels'.

ever since then, i've thought about her a lot. initially, i never really thought it was a 'crush' because i simply do not do crushes. but honestly, that's exactly what it's been and i'm just stupid. it got so bad that i felt like i couldn't really hang out with her, bc i felt creepy and like i was being awkward bc every time she laughed at my jokes or touched my hand i'd internally be like 'fuck shit fuck fuck fuck'. on top of that, she's spent these last few months going from lad to lad and me and her really distanced from each other. it got to a point where i really fucking hated her, because i couldn't be her friend and i was having to watch her be with these lads and i thought she hated ME.

and then last night she tells me she's liked me this entire time, that she likes me so much that she got with those lads to try and move on, that it never worked and that she was too scared to tell me.

so now we both know that we feel the exact same way about each other, should be simple from here right? wrong

there are four reasons why nothing can happen now.

1) she's technically dating a guy already

2) im not emotionally available AT ALL. i don't do relationships. i can't open up and i ruin them and i told her that and i don't think she gets how bad it is. im just not willing to commit bc that's quite possibly my biggest fear and i'm not willing to overcome it

3) we're friends. we hang out in the same group. if something goes wrong, we'll ruin not just our friendship, but our entire friendship group's dynamic

4) and finally, the piste de resistance, i am going to university in less than two months while she stays in my hometown, and ive always said i'd never go to uni in a relationship

so we're fucked basically. and it's so fucking stupid and i hate her so much for not telling me sooner because now we're just going to spend these two months knowing what we know and not being able to do jack shit about it and then i'll go off to uni and nothing will ever come of it

[rues-daya]

omg i love your instagram posts so much??? they're so creative i'm literally in loveeeeee

could you maybe do one for elliot (the actual euphoria character) / dominic fike with madison beer as a face claim? no pressure if you don't wanna do it though <333

ofc!! wasn’t sure if you just wanted elliot but I did both!! first half is Elliot than the other half is Dominic!! also thank you so much, I’m so glad you all love and enjoy this as much i as enjoy making them!! hope you enjoy <3333

Elliot Concept

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yourinstagram: selfie break before school :)

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rue_bennett cute shirt

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itslexihoward look at my best friend 🥺

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iamelliot: rue’s friend Fezco had a trampoline around his area so y/n being y/n decided to start jumping on it and asked for me take a pic of her so here you go :)

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fezco still have no idea where that trampoline came from , maybe ash stole it, idk

yourinstagram who cares!! I love it

NateJacobs how did you get her to date you?

iamelliot idk how did you get people to date you?

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iamelliot yes she did

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euphoriafan99 welcome to the family Dominic

zendaya looking sharp elliot ;)

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yourinstagram i am in love… wanted to let you know

dominicfike I am in love too… with you

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euphoriafan34 Dominic in the second slide tho 👀

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dominicfike life lately has been filled with so much love and happiness

yourinstagram and it’s all thanks to you bubs 🖤

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[evakuality]

41 for the prompt list 😁

Thanks for this one, anon. It's a lovely fluffy prompt - just perfect for my current state of mind <3333 This isn't quite exactly the prompt, but I hope you enjoy it anyway! Also - this is slightly au, where Matteo is out but only to Jonas.

Overheard

The problem with this school, David thinks grumpily, is that there are so many places where you can go to be hidden and alone and away from everything. Which should, by rights, be amazing. Being alone, being able to find somewhere safe and secure and solitary should be the best. Unfortunately, the corners and depths and solitude come with a price - that others use it for sharing stupid gossip. So David hardly ever manages to just be alone.

Far more often than David would like to count, he's been sitting somewhere, tucked away from everyone, and then some pair of assholes have come along and started up whispered confidences. They never see him; that's one blessing at least. But that means he either has to slink out and startle them or he has to sit and endure hearing about whatever drama they've come to discuss. It's never interesting, always feels disruptive and annoying, and more than once David has almost given in startled whoever it's been before they've moved on in a flurry of faux-horrified gasps and giggles.

Today, though, he's sure he's found the best spot. It's secluded enough that he's alone, tucked away behind a pillar, but it's also open enough that no-one should disturb him this time; there's no other space to be hidden and it's too open for anyone to risk being overheard. It should be perfect. David settles back to think about the guy he's been seeing around, bumping into, occasionally having decent conversations with. Even flirting with, maybe. The guy who makes him almost want to break his 'get in, get an education, get out with no strings' rule. Matteo. David needs to sort through his damn conflicting thoughts, get his head on straight and figure out how to deal with the maelstrom swirling around his head now that Matteo has breezed into his life.

Unfortunately, he's mistaken. As much as this space doesn't seem to be a good one for confidences, two people start a conversation right around the corner from David's hiding space. Worse, once he hears the voices and works out who it is, David is hard-pressed to suppress his groan. Of course it's Matteo. Of course.

"Bro you need to say something," Matteo's friend says. The one with the curly hair who Matteo seems to be around more often than not.

Matteo groans and there's a wistfulness in his voice when he says, "I can't."

There's a shuffling sound as if someone has thumped someone else on the arm, and Matteo squawks indignantly. "Seriously, Jonas. You're the only one who knows that I'm..." his voice drops and takes on a strained sound as he adds, "that I'm gay, so I can't just fucking walk up to him like 'hey I like you, wanna suck face?' can I?"

"You can," Jonas insists. "Or maybe start with 'I like you, wanna hang?' instead - plausible deniability, then."

"Fuck you."

Matteo's voice is soft and fond now, and David can't stop the smile which blooms on his own face. He's so screwed if just hearing Matteo's voice like that can have this effect on him. 'No strings' feels like a pipe dream now, and David doesn't even really mind. The only thing that sours it a little is that neither Matteo nor Jonas has said who Matteo is talking about, and while David hopes it might be him, there's no guarantee. The flirting has felt mutual though, and now he knows for sure that Matteo's into guys... well, things look promising anyway. The meetings, the hang outs, the confidences.

So for once, David decides fuck it and scrambles to his feet. He's watching Matteo closely when he rounds the pillar he's been seated behind, and startles a bright, flushed red on his face as his eyes flicker between Jonas and David in clear worry.

"I... uh, sorry," David says. "I couldn't help hearing, but I thought maybe I shouldn't eavesdrop, even though it wasn't my intention..."

He knows he's rambling, heart racing now he's actually faced with a Matteo who's staring at him, his cheeks still red and his body tense. As good an idea as it had felt before he stood, faced with this silent, clearly shocked, Matteo, it doesn't seem like it was all that great to come out like this. David should have stayed where he was, wondered a bit more and done this more subtly via the awkward meetings in the hallways.

"Don't worry about it," Jonas says, bumping Matteo's arm with his shoulder and nodding towards David when Matteo breaks the stare and looks over at him. There's a significance in the look they share that drags a small smile onto Matteo's lips, making David's heart leap again.

Looking back at David, Jonas grins then slaps Matteo on the back. "I'm going to go away now. Leave you two to talk." He leans in to whisper something into Matteo's ear, and his smile grows briefly and his eyes flicker to David.

"So," David says once Jonas is out of earshot. "I..." he grins himself before he says, "I like you, wanna hang?"

Matteo laughs, his face flushing even harder as it becomes impossible to deny what David heard. "Yeah," he says. "I'd love to hang." He tilts his head and examines David carefully. "Could be persuaded to suck face, too," he adds.

[thisgirlsays22]

You are Not Alone (Part 2)

Rating: E (for the overall story, not this chapter THANKS JEN)

Fandom: Shingeki no Kyojin

Pairing(s): Mikasa Ackerman/Jean Kirstein, Eren Yeager/ Levi

Chapter Word Count: 2k

Additional Tags: Post-canon, angst, smut More Tags On AO3

Summary:

Mikasa relishes in her newfound sense of freedom. Loneliness does not mean she is alone.

A prequel and sequel to Home and I Know (I Am the One in Love).

Written for the wonderful @dreamxxdream as a (belated) birthday gift. Nadine, Thank you for your patience while waiting for these other parts to be posted. You’ve kicked a lot of ass this week, so I wanted to get my ass in gear finally. To make it up to you, have this gorgeous JeanKasa art I commissioned from the incredible @lolakasa​ . 

And thank you to @fluffymusketeer for the beta <3333

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Read part 2 on Ao3 or under the cut.

Mikasa sipped her second cup of coffee in Hanji’s office. She had slept fitfully the night before, and it showed in her sluggish movements. The recruits didn’t need Mikasa half-assing it through drills.

“Rough night?” Hanji asked, trying to hide their smile.

“Not what you’re thinking.”

“That’s no fun.”

“You’re like a gossipy teenager,” Mikasa pointed out.  

“I thought you liked that about me.”

Mikasa sighed. “I really should end things with Jean.”

“What? Why?”

The coffee tasted too bitter. There hadn’t been enough sugar left in the jar. She sipped it anyway, avoiding the question. Though they'd never explicitly discussed it, Jean had been in her life for a long time, and she could see the kind of life he wanted unfolding out between them. But since the war had ended, since Eren had left, since Armin had become preoccupied with work, her life had shifted in ways she’d never expected.

For the first time, everything belonged to her. It was a different kind of freedom than the one Eren had imagined. Sweeter. And though she missed her friends, and at night she had to remind herself she was not alone, there was a purity to the loneliness, a strength.

If she let him, Jean would intertwine both their lives completely. He would absorb her into his world as he did with the parties sometimes. Optional would become obligation. She would have to move into his house, closer to the palace. She would have to attend endless events. He'd probably wanted to get married soon, fill his home with children.

Mikasa longed for Jean all the time. But he deserved to be with someone who could share their life with him completely, and she wasn’t sure if she could. Not yet.

“Mikasa?” Hanji stretched out a leg and nudged Mikasa with their foot. “You in there?”

“I just can’t,” she said finally.

“It’s funny the things that stay with you,” Hanji mused.

“What?” Mikasa squinted, not following the line of thought.

“During the war, I remember that Jean was always looking out for where you were. You were looking out for Eren, and Jean was looking out for you.”

Her heart ached at that. It had been years, so much had changed, and yet...had things really changed at all?

“Hanji,” she began. “Are you happy as Commander?”

Hanji answered without hesitation. “Not particularly.”

“Why don’t you step down?” Mikasa asked. “You talked about leading the research division full time before. Things are different now; you don’t need to stay in a role you never wanted.”

“I know it’s different. But it’s naive to think that we could never go to war again. Peace is fragile, Mikasa. I couldn’t let Erwin down like that. You know, I used to think Jean would be the perfect successor, that I’d hand over the reigns to him and never look back, but I think he’s content with his role.”

“Armin?”

“Already turned me down. I think he wants to stay close to Historia.” Hanji raised their eyebrows.

“Gossipy teenager.” Mikasa sighed. “There must be someone else.” She wanted Hanji to be free.

“I have a few others in mind. We’ll see.”

“I hope it happens for you sooner rather than later,” Mikasa said. Hanji had become a good friend over the years, she wanted them to be happy.

Hanji smiled and then said, “So, Eren and Levi, huh?”  

Mikasa’s eyes shot to Hanji. “What?”

“Levi came to see me before he went chasing after Eren. I don’t know what you said to him, but he looked like a man on a mission.”

“I’m going now,” Mikasa said, standing.

“Oh, come on! When do you think they’ll be back?”

“I’m leaving.”

“You Ackermans are never any fun.”

“You know, Levi warned me about you before he left.” She put the empty coffee mug on Hanji’s desk and headed for the door. “Gossip.”

Hanji’s laughter followed Mikasa down the hall.

Eren and Levi returned a few days later. At the smile Eren gave her, Mikasa nearly burst into tears. He kept giving Levi those dopey looks that brought her back to when they were fifteen. All she had ever wanted was for Eren to be okay, and here he was, better than she’d ever seen him before.

“Good, you’re here just in time to come to the fundraiser with us,” she said, over dinner on their second night back.

They sat around Jean’s table in his grand dining room, the full-length windows overlooking the garden. Jean had even put out the nice china. Mikasa was secretly pleased he’d done so for Eren and that he’d extended the invitation in the first place. His spacious townhouse was better for dinner parties than Mikasa’s modest home. Besides, she hated hosting.  

“You’ll be the talk of the town,” Jean added.

“Not a chance in hell,” Levi said, calmly taking a sip of wine. It felt too pretentious to admit, but she really did like when Jean brought out a fancy bottle for dinner.

“No? Oh, Levi, won’t you dance with me?” Eren mock pleaded, casting a sly look at Levi.

“Don’t be a shithead.”

“Is this what counts as foreplay for you two?” Jean asked.

“Shut up, Jean.”

“You shut up, Eren. You’re the one flirting with your...with Levi at dinner.”

“We weren’t flirting! And besides, you’re the one trying to impress Mikasa with all this fancy shit.” He waved his hand over the serving platters, piled high with chicken, roasted vegetables and bread. “Is that your idea of foreplay?”  

They glared at one another over the table.

“Aren’t you going to punch one of them?” Mikasa asked Levi.

“Not yet,” Levi replied mildly, reaching for another roll and the butter. “Mind the candles if you start throwing punches. Last thing we need’s a fucking fire.”

Simultaneously, Jean and Eren both leaned back in their seats, still huffing.

Jean took another sip of wine then asked, “So does this mean you’re moving back to Paradis, Levi?”

Eren and Levi exchanged looks.

“What?” Mikasa prompted, trying to keep her tone neutral.

Levi sighed. “I’m leaving the Corps.”

“What?” Jean and Mikasa chorused.

“We’re going to travel,” Eren said by way of explanation. “It’s probably safe for me to return to Marley, but...there’s more of the world I--we--want to see.”

Mikasa glared at Levi. He was supposed to bring Eren back, not take him farther away.  

“Who knows how long he was going to stay out in the woods for,” Levi said. “What’s the difference?”

“I could still go see him!”

“I’m right here,” Eren said. “And you loved my letters. I’ll write to you all the time. I’ll send you postcards!”

What a fucking asshole! You loved my letters. She waved a hand. “Fine. Do what you like.”  

“Just because you want to stay here, doesn’t mean I do,” Eren continued, as though he hadn’t heard her.

Suddenly, she felt the absence of her scarf around her neck. She longed to tuck her chin in its protective embrace. Longed for something familiar, comforting. Jean rested a hand on her arm, and she felt some of the tension leave her shoulders.

Everyone was staring at her with apprehension. It was Levi’s disappointed look that hurt, though. She’d never seen it directed at her before.

“Let’s just talk about this tomorrow,” she said, looking down at her plate.

Eren deflated, slumping back in his chair. “Yeah, okay.”

They finished the meal, Jean gamely trying to steer the conversation to more pleasant territory, and Levi went along with it. Mikasa and Eren avoided each other’s looks, politely addressing one another only if the conversation truly called for it.

After dinner, Levi and Eren excused themselves to return to the inn where they were staying. Mikasa watched from the front window as they walked down the winding path away from Jean’s house, Eren intertwining his hand in Levi’s.

She moped for the rest of night, tucking herself away in Jean’s study where she scribbled madly in her notebook. It was one of her favorite places to write. He kept everything neat, and he always had her favorite incense on hand--an earthy, warm sandalwood. “Use the room whenever you like,” he’d offered.  

The words bled from the pen, ugly and raw. Nothing she wrote sounded right. Distracting thoughts filled her mind: Eren and his stupid letters. No, postcards!

“Hey,” Jean said from the doorway, after she’d been at it for about an hour.

She looked up from her notebook. “Hey.”

“You’re really that upset about Eren? I thought you were kind of used to him not being around. Maybe even enjoying yourself,” Jean said, frowning.  

“I want him to be happy. I just...thought he’d come back to stay here. With Levi.”

“Really?” Jean asked. “That was your big play?”

“Yes. I thought Levi would come back for Eren. I never thought they’d just up and leave us all.”

“Some people are our blind spots,” Jean said, a little sadly. “Eren never seemed happy here, Mikasa. And of course he wasn’t going to just go settle down in Marley forever either.”

She felt like she was being pulled apart in all directions. It wasn’t even clear to her why she was so sad. Her life had been good lately, hadn’t it? Even without Eren around every day.

Abruptly, she asked, “Jean, when did you realise you wanted me?” Because it was easier than asking what do you really want?

He gave the question some thought and came to sit down besides Mikasa on the ottoman. “I thought you were beautiful right away, but it was seeing you just being yourself, with Sasha, that made me really like you.”

“With Sasha?”

“Yeah, I realised you had this secret funny side to you. You were always so serious about training, or looking out for Eren and Armin. It wasn’t what I expected.”

“And is that why you looked out for me?” she asked.

“What? No. It just seemed like you needed someone in your corner. I usually agreed with you anyway...except about Eren sometimes.”

She snorted. “Except about Eren most of the time.”

"Yeah." A smile broke out on his face. “Also, that time in the hot springs.”

“What?”

“Mikasa, I don’t think you know what towel slippage does to a teenage boy.”

Mikasa groaned and covered her face. “Sasha was right about you.”

“Hey! What’s that supposed to mean?”

She stretched her fingers and peered out at him with one eye. “Pervert.”

Jean gave her an indigent look. “I was seventeen! And when the towel of the most gorgeous girl you’ve ever seen slips, it’s the kind of thing that stays in your head forever.”

“Forever? You see me naked all the time.” Her cheeks flushed. Jean was being a moron.

“True.” Jean smiled. “But that was...unexpected.”

She leaned into him then, head resting on his chest so her ear was pressed over his heart. There were moments like these when she thought, I should be with you every minute of every day. A fear she couldn’t put words to always followed this thought, manifesting as a tightness in her chest. What if she changed her mind, wanted to be alone again, and hurt him?

“Thanks for looking out for me. Even when you shouldn’t have,” she said.

“Well, Mikasa. I suppose not much has changed.”

When she looked up, he smiled down at her, but it didn’t reach his eyes.

“How do you mean?”

He shook his head. “Nothing.” Jean unwrapped his arms from around her and stood. “I’m busy for the rest of the week, but I’ll see you for the fundraiser.”

“Have fun with your...other friend,” she said, too lightly.

“Thanks, I will.”

The words, probably meant as a joke, came out meaner and sharper than Jean intended, judging by the stricken look on his face.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “That came out wrong.”

“It’s fine.” Mikasa stood. “I should get going. I have an early morning.”  

Before she left his house, he pressed a chaste kiss to her cheek.

[badasshybridqueen]

Okay so, this is going to be long cause like I have a lot of verses and things I love??? OMG okay but wait let me preface this with I LOVE ALL my threads. Honest. Hayley loves all her current threads because if she doesn’t like a thing she won’t keep doing it and I won’t force her cause then she’s uncooperative lol. So yes. All threads are loved. BUT my temperamental hybrid does have her favorites.

GV; SUPERNATURAL WIVES ( feat. @hismyth @suitsofarmor @anditsxsorrows @littlewxtch @devilwithabrokenmind @ofinsecuritiies @safedrowned @brxllxantbanshee ) basically shennanigans where everyone is married, some with kids some without and they’re trying to balance their supernatural lives with their semi-kinda normals lives and failing miserably lol I love it TBH there needs to be more things in this verse.

GV; TTAU ( feat.like A LOT of people lol here are a few @suitsofarmor @hismyth @originallymikaelson @fiercerebekah @littlewxtch  @ofinsecuritiies @fallenregent @bourbonandheels --- there are A LOT okay? lol) I mean everyone is turning some tricks lmao. Hayley is totally an escort here and I love escort Hayley and she’s got her precious Hope and a SUPER complicated backstory with @originallymikaelson and both muse & mun LOVE this verse.

GV; WELCOME TO NEW ORLEANS  ( @anditsxsorrows @seesgood @imthelcstprincess @northernwarrioress @texcsfcrever  @amongthcwreck  - there are probs more? but like) Like IDEK if this is really still going? HAHHA But Hayley really likes the threads she still has in this verse so like keeping it HAHAH -SHRUGS-

GV; IAP ( @faithiiisms @temperproblem @seesgood @buffyisms @exwatcher @castsfear @petrovakoketka @salvatoreiisms @giiilbcrt @heavensfavoured @hellscounsel @hellsfavoured @burnxyourxkingdom  honestly I’m probs missing people and i’m sorrryyyy)  - this just started but like HAYLEY GETS TO INTERACT WITH BTVS PEOPLE DO I EVEN HAVE TO SAY ANYTHING ELSE ABOUT IT????

PRIVATE VERSES/OTHER VERSES

V; STRANGE BEDFELLOWS & V; LIFE UNEXPECTED AU - with @xhidingintheshadowsx​really anything with Barb makes Hayley and I happy AF. But we love these verse so so so so so much. UGH Barb we need more things lmao.

V; WOLF ROYALTY ( @darkestbeforedxwn ) I love all of our things, but I won’t lie this is Hayley’s favorite verse. And it’s totally made me adore Jackson to like pieces. ALL the things

V; TOGETHER FOREVER A BEAUTIFUL LIE ( @dissolvedshadows )  I mean Hayley never saw you coming? Like what even? My muse is so attached it’s ridiculous. To Caleb and Ana. Like I LOVE this verse. The plotting and the gifset and the Pinterest board and random AF things we slip into messages all hours of the day. It makes Hayley happy and me toooo.

V;  ATELOPHOBIA  ( @ofinsecuritiies & @ofwickedminds) I mean this verse is like the best? It’s so full of feelsy angst. It’s AU season 2 where Klaus and Hayley actually get to keep Hope but then like Caroline shows up and Klaus decides to invite her to stay @ the compound with them and Hayley is just WOW lmao. But it’s the best.

V; HOME IS WHERE LOVE RESIDES ( @ofinsecuritiies @originallymikaelson @safedrowned ) Season 4 happened but with a twist. Hayley and Klaus move t o Mystic falls with Hope where Caroline and STEFAN are running the Salvatore school. Teenage magic makers, annoying men and wine nights FTW ( DON’T FORGET THE DESK SEX @ofinsecuritiies SNICKERS)

V; A BEAUTIFUL DISASTER ( @anditsxsorrows & @bearthemarks ) I mean this is a verse where Hayley is shameless and wants to have her cake and eat it too lmao. YOLO. There should always be more things in this verse lol.

V; BOURBON AND BITCHIN’ ( @hisbeautyindarkness ) But like this is the best verse because Hayley and Cami and talk about guys, get drunk, get arrested just you know have some fun. They can take care of Hope together they can just be awesome strong independent women and we love it.

V; HELLO FROM THE OTHER SIDE ( @hisbeautyindarkness @xhidingintheshadowsx @originallymikaelson ) This one we haven’t done enough in but like Cami and Stefan meet on the other side???? And Cami appears to Klaus a lot and like Klaus and Hayley have to sort of work through the deaths of these people that were important to them and the barrier is thin and they pop up from time to time and I NEED MORE OKAY? WE NEED MORE THINGS HERE. LoL

V; IT WAS OVER BEFORE IT STARTED ( @hismyth & @suitsofarmor ) BUT check this out a verse where Hayley is TATIA & ELIJAH’S DAUGHTER OKAY? AND SHE’S GOT A BROTHER and DIDN’T have a terrible childhood. But has a family that loves her and a dad she’s super close with and a mom who drives her nuts because they’re SO MUCH alike. This is lovely so damn lovely.

V; LOVING YOU IS A BLOODSPORT ( @anditsxsorrows @greenbravery @suitsofarmor ) A mess of complications where in Kentucky SOMEONE (ELIJAH) decided to sleep with Hayley’s BFF and knocked her up [ Good job Elijah ] lol but no it’s got all the good things with this crazy family and HOPE HAS A COUSIN SOBSSSS SHE’S NOT GONNA CRY UP ALONE W/ NO FRIENDS AND IT MAKES HAYLEY SO HAPPY.

V; STRIP THAT DOWN FOR ME SWING THAT AROUND FOR ME ( @southerncomfortoutlaw ) I mean this verse is new but Hayley LOVES it? Honestly it’s the best. Cer is undercover trying to bring down the bad guys and Hayley is a prostitute but like really she’s a Social worker in training who is looking for her best friend that was taken by these people and so she purposefully gets involved as a prostitute to find her BFF and like these two idiots are fucking cute I can’t so much love.

V;  I’VE GOT YOU IN MY SPACE ( @sorrowfought ) SOBS Deeks tho. Hayley adores Deeks and these two are so sassy and cocky and omg WE’RE SO EXCITED ABOUT LILLY TBH they can be sassy parents together !!!

V; BACK TO LIFE BACK TO REALITY ( @camillethebrave ) Cami coming back to life after the Hollow is destroy is my aesthetic okay??? Hayley and I love this verse. SO SO freaking much. Camiiiiii sobs <3333

V; THIS IMPOSSIBLE YEAR ( @anditsxsorrows @amongthcwreck @everflaming ) HUMAN Bekah and Hayley not only being BFF but having babies together SOBS. This is the best. The actual best and it gives me feels.

V; A NEW KIND OF FAMILY ( @anditsxsorrows @tribridprincess ) Hayley & Klaus get to raise Hope together. Like a semi-normal dysfunctional family. No Hollow. When everyone isn’t together it’s their OWN choice.

V; THE DARKEST SIDE OF ME ( @anditsxsorrows @amongthcwreck ) Post S1 AU. Hayley is embracing that hybrid nature, killing some witches and having some fun with her murder buddy Bellamy and baby dady <333 I love this verse so much lol. Hayley just gets to be free and wild and kill people and I live for writing threads where without Hope around Hayley has just well lost some of that compassion of hers lol

OKAY There are some people I have SO many verse with to list them all would honestly take FOREVER. So I’m going to list the muses and just a few of the favs <333

@originallymikaelson - We have SO MANY THREADS & Verses Hayley loves. Like I can’t. BUT some of the fave verses are of course:  V; Starting Over, V; When You Lose Something You Can’t Replace (ANGSTTTT), V; Body Swap, V; TTAU AU, if you want to see my favorite threads just check Zoe’s tag because it’s like ALL of them. LOL.

@anditsxsorrows / @everflaming / @ofimaginarybeings - FISSHHHHHHHH I don’t even know what to write because literally EVERY verse we have Hayley LOVES? BUT I’m going to name a few of her favorites OFC cause you know lol  Our Five Years Verse - which is just like my canon LMAO for reasons. V; Everything in me gravitates to you also V; For better or worse, and V; Echoes through the ages, some V; It’s called a battle of two and V; The love of abditory and ofc V; Underneath the heavy moon also V; Under running water ....wow this is going to keep going so I’m just gonna stop here LMAO.

@seesgood - LIAAAAA I love ALL our threads okay? Like the Gossip Girl threads, we need OTH threads! And all of our VERSE threads just UGH they’re totally gonna be friends like I love the things ALL the things also forever pls. Don’t ever hesitate lol

@tribridprincess HAYLEY’S SMOL CHILD ON THE REAL THO. Every single thread we have Hayley loves & I LOVE. Every verse all the verses don’t ever leave mama. LOL

@highcstofkings - The thread we have going I absolutely love like I can’t even okay? It’s perfect and yes lol.

@bornhybrid @tritaint - Hayley loves our threads also so very much honestly and your OOC posts @tritaint super freaking accurate haha. Hayley is just ...Yup LMAO.

@handsomepianoman - EMMMM Honestly Hayley loves every single solitary interaction with your Elijah and that’s the reason we have about 30 billion threads I swear Half the queue is always you and it makes me happy HAHA. Our two Fave verses ofc though are V; I don’t want the throne and ofc V; Together we have it all

@northernwarrioress - can I just? I LOVE our verses too and I know  we mix and match with @tribridprincess and @hybriidking and @anditsxsorrows LMAO But Hayley LOVES Alana okay? Like she’s her own and We need more things because OMFG give me more things always kayla cause ALANA SOBS <33333

Other muses Hayley LOVES writing with & enjoys Current threads:

@mcnsterinme @moonoverbourbon @dalphahale @memorystxrs @ofwickedminds @originalklausm Guys I know I mentioned some of you above BUT I feel like I’m forgetting people and that makes me anxious cause Hayley loves all the things with everyone TBH okay??? This is long AF and I’m tired so I’m going to end it here but if I forgot you I love you I’m just bad  remembering lmao

[cno-inbminor]

adoration

i owe @an-exotic-writer lots of fluff, and i just had the overwhelming need to write this amidst the other things i’m writing. this is literally jimin fluff with no plot whatsoever (fwp? lmao). it’s one of the fluffiest things that i’ve ever written in twenty minutes solid and missy, i hope you enjoy it <3

also another reminder, my URL is changing at MIDNIGHT (Central ST). the new URL will be cno-inbminor! thank you for everything, you all <3333

jimin is a gentle soul.

you love to poke fun at him for it, but it’s all in good humor. jimin, the ever so loving gentle soul, loves with his entire heart, and because he needs validation from time to time, you love to give it. but you and jimin are a little bit one-in-the-same, so whether it be telling him how good he’s fucking you when he’s thrusting heavily from behind or whether it be he needs a fresh pair of eyes on his dance, you’re there to give him what he needs.

jimin is a ball of fluff that needs lots of love, but not necessarily because of the love he gives. he needs lots of love because when he gets it, his eyes crinkle up into those telltale crescents and it warms your own heart so much that your ears might be steaming, and in a very good way, too. but because you two are so similar, you give a lot of love and need some love in return. and even if it’s him telling you how good you’re taking his cock into your mouth while still maintaining eye contact with him or praising you on your baking skills, he’s readily there to give you the validation that you inherently need from time to time.

even though jimin is all bleary-eyed when he comes to visit you and it absolutely tears at your heart, you don’t deny the feeling of absolute joy when he comes barreling into your body, scooping you up, only to place you onto your bed if you’re not already in it and then to wiggle himself under your arm as he wraps his arms around your waist. your fingers absentmindedly playing with the strands of his hair, quietly listening to the day’s antics and inside gossip on the boys. sometimes jimin is so tired that he falls asleep six minutes in. with his head buried against your chest and soft breaths filtering through the fabric of your shirt, you can’t help but smile because this--this is love. this is your thing with jimin and you wouldn’t trade it for the world.

other times, it’s you that pops up at the dorm and worms next to him on his bed no matter what he’s doing, be it sleeping or playing on his phone or watching a movie on his laptop. either way, you and jimin always manage to find each other in the most difficult of times and the idea brings you two closer and closer each day.

but then there are other times where you’re frustrated and he’s tired beyond belief and neither of you have the heart to argue and yell and shout like normal couples. the product of that are tears and whoever breaks first is the one getting wound up in a warm embrace and letting soft but meaningful apologies sift into their ears, along with promises that you two will figure it out in the morning before he has to leave and you can’t help but think about how lucky you are to have such an understanding soul like jimin.

if you think this much of jimin, then jimin thinks of you in this manner hundred, no, million folds. jimin, the gentle soul, loves you so so so so dearly that it could absolutely and entirely ruin him if this were to ever cease to exist. to him, you are one in everything. you are the air he breathes and smell of home. you are the beating of his heart and the key to his doom. but if you are the angel in disguise and ultimately the bane of his existence, even a thousand lifetimes over, he would still choose you.

perhaps he is just blind in love, but everybody around them knows that they are meant to be. he himself knows that they’re meant to be, and when he’s got all this love to give you, he spoils and pampers you with every gram of love he could ever muster because to him, you are his world. aside from his family, music, friends, and the other boys, you are the missing half to his existence. there’s nothing that could be more beautiful than what you two have.

so when you break down in tears, your heart might be cracking, but for him to see you in that state, it absolutely crushes his soul and he is ready to sign whatever contract it may be to bring back that heartfelt smile of yours back into his world. your smile is his sun, and he tells you so all the time, which only causes you to smile even brighter and he wants to bask in the warmth that it brings to his entire body, setting him aflame in the best way possible. oh, how much he loves you so.

jimin could write volumes and volumes of every little thing he loves about you, but that’s just it. he loves you so much that the statement “i love you” couldn’t express what he feels. it’s overwhelming from time to time, causing him to gasp and rapidly blink his eyes when it hits him in the chest as his eyes either drink in the figure of your body in a gorgeous dress or his cum sliding down your throat, but god, no matter what it is, you keep him alive.

jimin is a gentle soul, and so are you, and oh, how dearly he loves you so.