#i hate winter. i hate winter i hate winter i hate winter SO fucking much

[wintersera]

heatstroke || omega!winter x alpha!reader

notes: i’m back after a long ass time HIII saw these pics and i had to cook something up really quick… like lord, PLEASE LORD TAKE THE WHEEL

cw: omegaverse, g!p reader, alpha reader, omega minjeong, breeding kink, biting. one mention of weed

wc: 2.9k

it’s the third day in a row where minjeong invited you over to her house in the countryside. blades of grass rustling in the late afternoon breeze while the sun still beamed brightly in the cloudless sky.

you sat outside the house, sitting on the cool wooden porch as you stared out into the distance, contemplating the last minute choice of staying over at your friends house.

this week's forecast showed a constant 35 degrees celsius and above— 95 fahrenheit and above if you’re american, across the board. the humidity didn’t help either. it felt suffocating to even move around given that the humidity felt like it had raised the temperature up way more than it should have.

you would hate it less if there were ac, but since you were staying over in her small traditional house, you had no other choice than to deal with the excruciating sun rays beaming down on your exposed skin.

sat in a simple thin tank top and short shorts, you lift up the fabric of your top, flapping it around to generate some sort of cool breeze.

as sweat dripped down your face, minjeong appeared behind you, also dripping with salty sweat down from her forehead all the way to her chin “here” she tossed you a cold beer without much care. she knew you’d catch it anyway.

“didn’t you say your fridge broke down?” the cold metal pressed against your nape felt blissful in these times. you rubbed the can all over your body before it unfortunately warmed up from both your body temperature and because of how you were sitting out in the blistering sun.

“i ran over to the vending machine down the street” minjeong sat fairly far away from you on the porch. not because she didn’t like being near you, but because somehow you were quite literally a walking heater “there was a whole line of people” the girl chuckled, popping open the can she got for herself “almost all the drinks ran out, it was crazy y/n. you should’ve seen the old lady scolding this guy for buying, like, ten drinks”

the burn of the alcohol slid down your throat. it almost sort of tasted sweet in a way, but still, it was beer, and beer was annoyingly bitter on your taste buds “i’d honestly do the same if i was there” though it was downright disgusting, the slight coldness made you chug the entire can in one go “why are you wearing that big ass long sleeved shirt, minjeong?”

“i told you~” the shorter girl whined “the electricians won’t be coming soon, so it fucked up the neighbourhood and no one has working outlets anymore”

“you don’t have any spare clothes laying around then? might as well take it off”

“yeah, no i don’t…and no, y/n. i’m not taking it off” she retorted back with an attitude “oh crap, i almost forgot to give you this” minjeong laid down to reach her bag, conveniently having stored a few ice packs in there, and took out two pre packaged ice cream cones. one strawberry, and one plain vanilla.

“yours is definitely vanilla, right?” knowing her tastes, your hand instinctively reached out for the strawberry flavoured ice cream cone. due to the heat, the cream had leaked a little bit out from the wrapper, but i guess that was to be expected anyway.

minjeong nodded, her back still against the now warm wood of the porch, unwrapping the ice cream and taking a few kitten licks.

the both of you sat in a comfortable silence for a while, watching the birds fly around whilst the cicadas buzzed loudly in the background.

“ah—“ minjeong’s little squeak caught your attention briefly, then you were back to watching the birds fly around in the sky. a few pigeons and crows flying by, nothing too out of the ordinary.

“nooo~ i’m all sticky now” you take a glance once more, then your attention returned back to the blue sky, spacing out all over again, but before you could even utter anything snarky about minjeong dropping her ice cream on herself, your head whipped around to do a double take. melted ice cream stained her last clean shirt she had, with no other choice she had to deal with the sticky fabric or just take the whole thing off.

for a second, your eyes caught a spot dribbling down her fingers and onto her wrists. her plump lips parted open for her tongue to dart out. cheeks reddened at the sight of her licking the melted… white cream…

“you know you could—“

“i’m not taking it off. it’s too embarrassing” she definitely could, after all it wouldn’t bother you all too much. you’ve seen people naked. it wasn’t that big of a deal.

“eh… too lazy to move” whilst sprawled out on the floor, her hand pulled up her shirt a little more “ahh~ that feels so much better” toned midriff exposed to the golden sun rays, the reflective light bouncing off her smooth and silky skin.

“whatever floats your boat, i guess” actually, maybe this was bothering you a little more than you had anticipated.

besides the outrageous heat, there was another issue you had that was on your mind.

although you were long term friends with minjeong, probably since you met her in highschool, you had always told her, and the people around you, that you were a full fledged beta. nothing more, nothing less.

god knows how she would react if she had found out you were a pure blooded alpha.

speaking of… you began to feel a little strange “mmm… something smells nice” images of minjeong flashed in your mind. her exposed milky thighs, that oversized shirt she pulled up to show her huggable waist and tummy, melted ice cream on the corner of her lips, and how she was so vulnerable sprawled out across the floor.

shit. oh shit… she looked way too good. so good that you could easily pick her up and do whatever you want with that petite and fragile body of hers.

before you knew it, your cock started to strain against your shorts. uncomfortable, you shifted as you sat in a less revealing manner, taking the ice cream to your lips to calm the heat rushing to your face.

now is not the time for an unexpected rut. fuck. “i’m gonna head to the bathroom real quick” it took a lot of mental strength to avoid gazing at minjeong… a lot of mental strength considering you were covering up your horrendously hard dick as you rushed past her.

“where… where is it—“ usually you had a couple rut suppressants laying around in your pockets, if not, then your bags. and if it wasn't in either, you’d run to the local pharmacy to buy a fresh set of both suppressants and scent blockers. but unlucky you had to be in the middle of the fuckass countryside with a pharmacy that sells neither.

minjeong’s scent was getting stronger, heavier. a pinch of spiced apples wafted into the bathroom unexpectedly. intoxicating. it wasn’t like she was in heat, that’s if your scent didn’t occupy her nostrils by now.

to distract your mind from plunging further into the pit of no return, or rather fantasising about plunging into minjeong’s soft thighs to bury your face right into her pussy, a cold splash of water to your face would do the trick. hopefully.

the faucet was pretty much shut tight, and living in the city for pretty much your whole entire life, you would rather stay hot and bothered— both ways, than to go out and douse yourself with cold water from the hose.

defeated, you walk with your imaginary tail between your legs, eyes averted from minjeong as you sit somewhere else in her house. preferably the furthest room away from where she was laying down.

minjeong, however, followed behind you “do you smell something weird? it smells like cedarwood and a little bit of tobacco” you froze in place for a second. maybe you should straight up tell her the truth. better off than losing your composure and submitting to your instincts in front of her.

she sat close to you despite the suffocating heat. being this close in proximity… her scent was stronger than ever. your cock throbbed in your shorts as she inspected you with curious eyes, her concentrated face wrangling in more indecent thoughts as the seconds flew by “must be someone smoking a blunt out there…” you gulped nervously.

what an obvious lie you told. she rolled her eyes at you, lightly hitting you across the shoulder with a small, amused laugh “we’re in south fucking korea, y/n. i doubt someone is openly smoking weed out in the streets” which was true god damn it.

heart drumming loudly in your chest, your eyes zeroing in on minjeong’s body, every shred of composure seemed to crumble once she checked your temperature with her shockingly cold hands “don’t…” you huff, grabbing her wrists gently “i’m okay”

“you don’t seem okay. you’re showing signs of heatstroke” to be honest, that might be the case as well, but you doubt it was heatstroke given the fact that you were obviously flustered and hot by her sudden approach “crap, and almost everything in this house is broken�� y/n, come here”

“mmm…” without any access to cold water, and the cold drinks already gone alongside the ice cream, you had no choice but to suffer in silence. that is until minjeong pulled on the ends of your top. again, that rich spiced apple scent…

“take it off, it’ll be cooler for you” seeing her tiny hands on your top, sliding it off gently with her glossy eyes carefully wandering all over you shattered your last wall of composure.

you rolled minjeong over the futon mattress, her puppy dog eyes staring holes into your face “y-your scent. it’s just way too strong, minjeong” without further ado, you dived into minjeong’s neck, breathing in her delicious scent as you nudged your covered bulge against her clothed pussy.

“i knew it” a soft moan escaped from her lips, the friction between the two of you becoming hotter and hotter with each grind of your hips “you’re way too obvious”

“shut up…” the sliding door was still open to the outside, it would be risky to carry on what you were doing, especially knowing how your scent was particularly stronger in comparison to other alphas. but really, who cares? “is this even okay with you?” albeit concerned, your teeth still grazed her neck gently, kissing and sucking her skin in a way to not so permanently mark her up.

“why else do you think— mmm… that i’ve been inviting you around so often. just… hurry up. you’re triggering my heat” her words alone made you ecstatic. to be fair, you were pent up lately. you continued to rut into her, holding up her thighs as your bulge was threatening to burst through your shorts. in due time, slick began to drip from her hole, dampening both your shorts and her panties.

“can i let loose?” you were already sliding off her panties, following the removal of yours straight after. minjeong’s legs spread wide open for you, her pretty pink folds slathered with her slick, and her puffy clit that looked so sensitive to touch. she stared right into your eyes and gave you a nod of approval.

you manage to push yourself all the way inside of her tight pussy, molding her walls to accommodate the size of your girthy cock. minjeong wrapped her arms around your neck, her nails digging deep and breaking the skin on your back, only making you push as deep as you can in return. her wetness made your entry much easier than you had thought. she just looked way too tiny to take your entire length. this girl was just full of surprises.

sooner or later you would give into your biological urges, and so would minjeong. you could feel it now actually. the primal desire to breed her until she would bear your pups, the need to mark her, to make her yours. you could feel your rationality being thrown out the window, replaced by pure animalistic lust “je..jesus christ, so fucking thick…”

minjeong tried to gather what was left of her scattered thoughts into coherent sentences, but the way your cock filled her up rendered her speechless. you hadn’t moved at all, and yet she was digging her claws into your back as if you were slamming your hips into her.

“i haven’t even moved yet” you chuckled, moving your hips slowly to test the waters. her warmth coated your entire length, feeling as you were melting by simply being inside of her.

testing the waters was not enough for you, you craved for more. a rougher and faster pace would suffice, but you didn’t know if minjeong could handle you that well. after all, the two of you never fucked before.

no, it really wasn’t enough. you had to fuck her hard whether or not she was prepared “gonna… go rough” hands on each side of her waist, using her body, you pushed and pulled her onto your cock. you met with each thrust, burying your tip further and further inside with as much vigour as humanly possible.

buried between the crook of her neck, your lips feverishly pecked at her skin once again, savouring the salty taste of her sweat on the tip of your tongue all while inhaling her addictively sweet and rich scent. all for you to keep for yourself.

on the other hand, minjeong was fairly inexperienced. her thighs began to slowly close, but with your strong grip, you kept them wide open for you to easily slide in and out of her pussy “mi…njeong” you call out to her as you push down on her tummy, locking eyes with the teary eyed girl “g-get on top of me”

you leaned back onto the futon mattress, straightening minjeong’s back as she straddles your lap. the position you were in made it possible to go as deep as minjeong wanted to go, but that didn’t mean she was in control.

“s’too… too big” strings of slick dripped down her thigh, pooling onto your pelvis. you paid no mind to the mess, rather, you encouraged it even further by toying with her overly sensitive clit “f-fu..ck— oh my god, y/n”

every moan urged you to play with her more. not one, but two fingers rubbed circles against her clit, collecting her slick time to time before going back in to do the same motions. it was a win-win situation. each circular motion caused her to clamp down hard on your cock.

but still, it wasn’t enough for either of you.

changing position for possibly the last time, minjeong laid flat on her stomach, as you pound her pussy from behind. with each thrust, the sounds of your hips smacking into her ass sounded throughout the room, and possibly bleeded out onto the empty streets of the village, disrupting the neighbourhood with your moaning and groaning, and minjeong’s cries of pleasure too.

poor minjeong couldn’t speak properly. words she wanted to moan, came out as garbled nonsense, cries and whines too as your relentless rhythm fucked her until she couldn’t even think properly anymore.

at this point, the room was steaming. the scent of you and her mingling with the sweat formed from the intensive heat outside, and the heat generated between the both of you. to say the least, the room reeked of sex.

messy and rough sex.

seconds into kissing her nape, you could feel the tightening of minjeong’s cunt restrict the movement of your thrust, making it a lot more difficult to catch your high, yet somehow the grip brought you closer towards the limit.

now, you could see minjeong clawing into her mattress, scratching the fabric that held all the foam together. her breath became jagged, grunting and groaning harshly till her voice became hoarse with how much she was calling out your name.

“god… i’m gonna— fuck, y/n i’m cumming, i’m gonna cum” claws ripping the linen fabric of the mattress, minjeong lets out a high pitched whimper, her body convulsing as you thrust relentlessly into her.

quickly, your sharp canines sank into her nape by instinct as she came, lessening the pain for marking and replacing it with searing hot pleasure.

still, with you still raring to go, you kept on going until you couldn’t last much longer either. your grip of minjeong’s ass as you pounded harshly into her overstimulated pussy was the final straw. your knot swelled eventually, locking the two of you in place as thick strings of semen poured into her, filling her up to the brim.

laid on top of minjeong, your breath slows, and so does hers “s-sorry… i didn’t mean to claim you” you say, yet your actions speak otherwise, inhaling in her scent to calm yourself down from the intensive orgasm “it’s kind of your fault though. teasing me with that ice cream and that shirt”

“to be honest, i just wanted to see how far you’d stick with that whole beta persona” minjeong huffed into the pillow, stroking your arm as your knot began to lessen, semen now oozing out from her hole “so worth it actually…”

“yeah, but now you’re gonna bear my pups now…” you huff into her neck.

“so worth it” now that your knot began to shrink in size, minjeong turned around, gazing longingly into your eyes with a look you’ve never seen from her before “that just means that you’re gonna be stuck with me forever now, right?” she smirked, placing a sweet kiss on your lips.

“mmm, yeah i like that thought”

[cosmicporos]

What Arcane characters would gift you for Christmas!

Jinx, Vi, Ekko, Viktor, Jayce

(Semi crack Drabble… sorry for going super long with Viktor’s and Jayce’s HCs. I LOVE THEM SO MUCH)

(Jayce is Hispanic in my hc :3)

ENJOY AND HAVE FUN LOVE YALL<3

Not proofread

JINX

Hear me out… the first thing she would plan to gift you are decorated safety googles.

As a matter of fact everything she gifts you is handmade!

She knows you love to spend time with her when she’s in her workshop and the extra spare of googles she had were pretty crappy…

“Ugh, these old things? Pfft, they look like they’ve been through a freakin’ explosion… oh wait, they probably have! We gotta get you a new pair soon toots!”

They’d be totally decked out! Lots of character as she calls it.

“Okay toots check it out! Maximum protection but most importantly! They got style!”

The googles themselves would be in her classic style, very colorful paint, cute little heart scribbles all around! And of course lots of glitter….

“"I mean, you've got to stay safe while causing mayhem, right? And hey, if we're blowing stuff up together, you'll definitely need these. Plus, I made them perfectly for you. No one else will have goggles like these... trust me!"

I totally see her adding little handmade jewelry from her gears and spare parts, would totally make you a belt or choker out of spare bullets.

Vi

She would totally panic on what to get you for Christmas. Like what if you suddenly hate the thing you’ve loved since the very beginning she’s known you???

Would end up both buying and making you something!

She’s make you something small but meaningful

“Okay Okay fine! You can open mine now. Just don’t laugh too hard Cupcake…”

You’d open the poorly wrapped gift to uncover a bright pink scarf she knitted you! The stitching is a mess.. there a hole’s through the project (no doubt a missed stitch) but in all honesty it so cute you feel like your heart might explode.

"Yeah, I know I'm not, uh, the best at this kind of thing," she mutters, scratching the back of her neck, "but I figured you could use something to keep warm... and, you know, 'cause it's winter. And... you're important to me."

Guys please tell her she did an amazing job PLEASE.

She would also totally buy you a pair of combat boots! Totally saved up for months in advance.

She loves the idea of being able to match and have a bit of her style on you!

Ekko

Just like Jinx (sobs) he’d also make something for you!

The first thing he’d give you would be a little sketch book full of drawings of you from random moments throughout your relationship he remembers oh so clearly.

"I've been working on it for a while... It's... it's just a bunch of drawings. I mean, not just anything. Stuff that made me think of you. Stuff we've done, or things I hope we do. I don't know, it just felt like the best way to show how I feel about... well, us."

Okay he would also totally make you matching jewelry (matching clock hand necklaces?)

You’d force him to take the hour hand since it’s shorter (heheheh little man)

Once you explain your reasoning as to why he should take the smaller one he sighs disappointedly…

"Okay, okay, I get it," he finally says, a little less playful now, his voice softening. "I guess if you want me to wear it, I can..."

Then, a grin creeps back onto his face as he adds, "But don't think I'm letting you off the hook with the minute hand. You're wearing that one for sure." He places the hour hand necklace around his neck, the smaller pendant resting there, and looks up at you with that mischievous gleam in his eye.

He pauses, holding up his necklace, "I'm still the one with the bigger job. You'll just have to keep up." A proud smug smirk now rests on his face.

Viktor

FUCK WHERE DO I BEGIN I LOVE THIS MAN

o k a y. He would just like Vi panic… not because he doesn’t know what to get you but because he totally is going Christmas shopping late… very very late.

As much as I would love to say he’d make some little invention to make your day easier and give it to you for Christmas I don’t see it happening.

Not because he wouldn’t do it but because he already does it all the time! A little example, you’re late for work often? A little robot that hits you with a plastic squishy hammer every morning at 7 am waking you up when he can’t!

He’d definitely want to make Christmas special, I see him buying you something and then doing something special for you too!

Christmas morning would be greeted with warm hugs and kisses along with an even warmer bowl of potato soup!

He wanted to make sure he perfected his mother’s Bramboračka recipe. It was a once a year meal him and his mother shared every Christmas day.

He’s not a good cook by any means… but this is the one dish he can make and oh boy can he make it.

"Don't expect perfection," he says with a small, self-conscious smile, as you catch him sneaking a taste of the soup. Viktor looks up, his gaze softening. "I hope you like it," he says, and despite his usual perfectionism, there's a quiet pride in his voice. You take a sip, and the rich flavors of mushrooms, potatoes, and herbs immediately comfort you, just like his mother's love must've comforted him all those years ago.

OKAY for the making gift he planned I see him commissioning something due to the fact a lot of his inventions lack aesthetics.

Specifically I see him commissioning a music box that functions as a a jewelry box as well! He would have loved to make it himself but he was worried he wouldn’t have gotten the look right.

"Do you like it?" he asks, his voice softer than usual, as if he's worried about the reception. "I had it made... I thought... it might remind you of us."

The detail was breathtaking-floral patterns etched into the surface, with tiny gears and delicate metalwork accenting the edges. The craftsmanship was stunning, and you couldn't help but run your fingers over the smooth finish.

you lifted the lid, and a gentle, lilting melody began to play. It was slow and sweet, a tune that felt timeless, and as you stared at the tiny figurines inside, your breath caught.

His fingers fidgeted with the edge of his cane, his gaze flicking between you and the music box. "I commissioned it," he admitted, his voice quieter now. "I had the craftsman use a sketch I made. It's how I see us... in my mind. How I feel when I hold you." He paused, his expression softening. "I thought... I thought you deserved something that would remind you of that. Of... how much you mean to me."

Jayce

Oh hon… Jayce would spoil you rotten.

I’m talking presents are overflowing underneath the tree.

You thought you lost your favorite piece of clothing? WRONG! He commissioned for more to be made in different colors and textures for you.

All the fragrances in the world he knew you would enjoy.

Cozy adorable pajamas we would give you Christmas morning so you could cuddle up drinking hot chocolate.

Spends Christmas Eve spoiling you and cuddling and being so tooth rottenly sweet.

It’s Christmas Eve, the scene was almost overwhelming. The living room looked like a perfectly curated holiday catalog-twinkling lights, a roaring fireplace, and, of course, an absurd number of gifts. Jayce sat cross-legged beside the tree, an excited grin lighting up his face as he handed you the first box. He had merely grinned, sheepish yet unrepentant. "What can I say? I got carried away?.”

"Open this one first," he urged, nearly vibrating with excitement. Inside was a bottle of an exquisite fragrance, the glass etched with delicate, swirling designs. It smelled divine-rich, warm, and entirely you.

"I figured you'd like that," he said eyes carefully watching everyone expression you make. You swear if he had a tail it would be swishing uncontrollably right now.

Christmas Day would be you spending Christmas day at his mother’s house!

(Listen I’m hc them as hispanic because for one HIS MOMS NAME HIS XIMENA… and two because why not :3 )

You have a great relationship with his Mother, she absolutely adores you and sees you as her daughter.

There’s lots of yummy food she’s prepared… perhaps too much for just 3 people?

Nonetheless, a pot of pozole, tamales de puerco and de dulce! And of course she made jayce’s favorite choco flan!

God she urges to to eat until you nearly pop! You have to undo your belt by the end of the night…

"Come, sit!" his mom insisted, pulling out a chair for you. "Jayce told me you've never had my tamales. That's a crime! Here, start with this." She placed one on your plate, her eyes twinkling.

Jayce sat beside you, his grin widening as you took your first bite. "Good, right?" he asked, nudging you playfully.

You could only nod, savoring the perfectly seasoned masa and tender filling.

Later in the evening, when everyone was too full to move, Jayce leaned over and slipped his hand into yours. His eyes were soft, his voice low as he said, "I'm glad you're here. This—" he gestured to the lively scene around you, "—feels perfect with you."

[v1rtualsalvat10n]

𓆩♡𓆪 for the first time

― luigi thinks of you in his cell. that's it that's the fic.

notes :: thank you for all the support to show my appreciation i would like to throw a rusty screwdriver into your hearts i love u guys!!

The thing they don't tell you about prison is that it's really cold.

No, seriously. It's really fucking cold, even here in NYC where it's already cold to begin with - it's like you're in the back of a deep freezer in a shitty jumpsuit, because you kind of are. It's cold enough that I have to curl up into a ball on my "bed", knees to my chest in order to try and stay warm.

And because I have nothing to do, I find myself staring at the white, emotionless wall, and doing that sort of thing is kind of a surefire way to get your mind to wander. One of the tried and true methods, if you will.

It's lonely here. Sure, the inmates like me, they're nice, but I mean... I'm not really in the mood to socialize with anyone. This whole ordeal has sucked the energy out of me. I've been being thrown around the country for days, ever since they found me.

I don't even want to think about what's happening outside of this place, either. I'm sure people have lots of thoughts and things to say about what I did.

I wonder if she saw it.

The news, I mean. Of course she saw it, who didn't? I bet her and all my old classmates and friends are probably talking about it, about me, what I'd done - right now. Trying to pick apart my motive, maybe grieving about the life I'd thrown away. Guess I had a lot ahead of me.

Can't help but wonder what she's thinking. I wonder if she's disappointed in me. Or maybe proud. Why am I thinking so much about what she thinks of me? It was one fling, from ages ago, I can't even remember when... at one of countless parties, and yet I still see how she looked underneath me so clearly.

It wasn't really just a fling. I talked to her about it - about how the system was falling apart (if it was ever together to begin with) and I felt the need to put all this privilege I'd been granted to good use. How I felt like I had to do something. She told me about herself, too, how she'd been fucked over time and time again and how she knew countless others who felt the same way.

Actually, yeah, we spent a lot of time together, thinking back on it. She'd come over on those cold winter nights I remember so fondly and we'd keep warm together, whatever way we could find. She was kind of... below me, I guess. Lower class. Not that I cared that much, though. Didn't make her any less of a lover.

And then I went radio silent. Then I figured out exactly what that thing I had to do was, and I put all my effort towards it. I didn't have time for love anymore. I had to take the chance I'd been given and fix things.

So I started leaving her on seen, stopped answering my door, even when she'd yell that she knew I was there, stopped showing up at the places I'd loved before, I stopped everything. Dropped off the map and left nothing but a ghost in my place.

She probably hates me.

I'd like to think that maybe this brings her solace... that maybe the idea that "it wasn't because you did something wrong" made her feel better, but I doubt it does.

When I get out of here, if I even do, she'll probably have forgotten all about me, because everybody forgets. I'll be old news by the time that day comes, and everything we did, everything we wanted to do - would just be a hazy memory.

I still remember seeing her for the first time. I remember the way her eyes pierced through my soul, and I remember how it made me feel inside.

I wonder if she remembers that too.

[aftgficrec]

Staff Recs - Christmas/Winter Quickies 1: Families

Sweet and bitter: settle in for family-focused fluff, heavy angst, and everything in between. – AFTG Fic Rec Fam

previous christmas:

‘Identical’ here (nicky & the twins)

‘The Cousins’ series part 4 and ‘All I want for Christmas (is some peace)’ here (nicky & the twins)

‘Little Miracles’ here (nicky & the twins)

‘I’m going to make this place your home’ here (mary & neil) 

‘He Looks Just Like You’ here (neil has a twin)

‘Counting Stars’ series here (nerik & twins) 

‘It’s Not Family Without Love’ ch 7, 8 here (nicky & twins)

‘Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder’ here (twins)

‘Son of a Exy!’ part 17 here (andreil parenting)

‘First Christmas’ here (andreil parenting)

‘Where the Lovelight Gleams’ here (andreil parenting)

‘Andrew and Neil Family's Adventures’ part 14 here

‘tis the season to be folly’ (andreil & nerik), ‘christmas in a place called home,’ and ‘hard candy christmas’ (andreil, nicky & the twins) here

‘To Become An Angel (You Have To Die First)’ here (magic, andreil, nicky & the twins)

‘Rocking Around the Christmas Tree’ here (andreil, twins)

‘Under the Christmas lights’ (nerik & twins) here

‘lock away that winter of mine’ here (nicky & the twins)

‘A Snow Globe for Monsters’ here (harry potter, twins)

‘penchant’ here (andreil, betsy & the twins)

winter:

‘The architecture of flight’ here (harry potter, neil & nathan)

‘For He’s a Jolly Good Felon’ here (nicky & the twins)

‘Brother’s Best-Friend’ here (twins)

‘The Long Winter’ here (andreil, nicky & the twins)

‘the snow is melting’ here (time travel, dadmack, mary hartford)

Family of six, two cats and a dog by ThePureMonster [Rated T, 12352 Words, Complete, 2024]

Part 2 of Andreil’s Family, part 1 here (now complete)

A family fanfic that will consist of drabbles. Each new chapter will be a sketch from the life of Neil, Andrew and their children: the graduation of school, the first grade, the first vacation with the whole family, holidays and much more.

temporary tattoos, permanent partnership by poetic_ivy [Rated T, 2798 Words, Complete, AFTG Fall Exchange 2021]

“Andrew Joseph Minyard, what is that? Is that a ring? Is that a ring?”

NB: andreil, minyard & klose family focus, pov nerik’s son

AFTG Xmas Advent Calendar 2024 PSU Foxes by Fire_Bear [Collection, Rated G/T/M, Incomplete, AFTG Advent 2024]

Part 3: Dinner [G, 1613 Words] (kevin & neil, kevin & wymack) It's time for Kevin to meet his biological dad for the first time and he's freaking out. Part 7: Tree [T, 1803 Words] (twins) Aaron is stuck shopping for a Christmas tree with his brother.  Part 10: Family [G, 1420 Words) (kataaron, nerik, twins) Aaron and Katelyn are hosting their first ever family Christmas.

fucking definitely by djhedy [Rated T, 7954 Words, Complete, 2021]

Kevin pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose. Andrew, with his tiny wireframes, is always telling him to get glasses that stay up there. But Kevin’s been told the big tortoiseshell frames suit him. So there. He looks over to where Andrew is reading the back cover of something with distaste. He grunts. Kevin says, “What’s wrong with that one?” Andrew barely flicks his eyes up at him before reading, “Fairytale romance, for teens, there was only one bed, goblincore…” “Goblincore?” Kevin shakes his head. “What is literature coming to?” - Kevin and Andrew work at a bookshop. Jeremy and Neil visit more than they need to.

NB: this keremy fic is featured here because of excellent dadmack

Punk-ass Cookie Monster by KweenDay [Rated T, 5386 Words, Complete, AFTG Exchange Winter 2021, Locked]

Neil and Andrew have kinda-sorta-maybe hated each other since the eighth grade. Now they're fighting over who will write the graduation article for the school newspaper. There's only one solution - a bet! Whoever wins the cookie baking contest gets to write it and the other will suck it up and let it go. There are cookies. Team Twinyards VS Team Neil & Kevin. There's only one... closet. 🤭

Let's Build a Place Like Here by permanentchaos  [Rated T, 3753 Words, Complete, 2018]

Christmas is a waste of his time, of everyone's time really. Nicky's just about stubborn enough to disagree, Andrew's not quite ready to change his mind.

tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon, tw: self harm, tw: implied/referenced drug addiction

Bury my memory in the snow by BrokenPineTree [Rated G, 738 Words, Complete, 2022]

“No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.” -Hal Borland

tw: implied/referenced child abuse

kuddelmuddel by aconim [Rated T, 3435 Words, Complete, AFTG Exchange Winter 2022]

In which Aaron plots while remaining extremely oblivious, Andrew and Neil are just trying to live their lives, and Kevin knows too much. Featuring winter markets, hotel room plotting, and various failed schemes on Aaron's part.

AJMICKEY56's Fanfiction Palooza! by AJMICKEY56 [Rated G, Multifandom Collection, Complete, 2023]

Chapter 14: nicky centric fic mental health after Drake + twins helping

tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon, tw: implied/referenced murder, tw: canonical character death, tw: intrusive thoughts, tw: depression

Christmas Tree Sprinkles by e_cat [Rated G, 1386 Words, Complete, AFTG Exchange 2017]

In a world where Neil hides in Germany instead of Arizona, Andrew also moves to Germany, with Nicky, who is starting a coffee shop with Erik.

Photos of You by KittKatAttack [Rated G, 2807 Words, Complete, 2024]

Andrew has his picture taken and published in the school newspaper without his knowledge. He finds the culprit and gets them to stop but will that be the end of their interactions? Andrew seems to think so.

Season's Greetings by chronically_peach [Rated G, 2270 Words, Complete, 2022]

Andrew Minyard hates Christmas but he loves Neil Josten and Neil loves a stuffed fox he found at the mall. Despite his refusal to celebrate the holiday Andrew buys Neil the damn fox for Christmas.

All I Want For Christmas by exy_shmexy [Rated T, 5398 Words, Complete, 2024, Locked]

"Andrew was pretty sure that if he heard Mariah Carey’s voice one more time he would commit another felony." Or Andrew faces the horrors of going Christmas shopping right before Christmas.

Cold Feet, Warm Hearts by BelaBellissima [Rated T, 1362 Words, Complete, AFTG Winter Exchange 2018]

feat. twindyards bonding and Andreil dealing with the cold

bones of our chidhood by cave_canem [Rated T, 6263 Words, Complete, AFTG Exchange 2017]

November 4th isn't a good day in the Minyard household, but it doesn't mean that it has to stay that way. Aaron, Andrew, and slowly mending their relationship (and their birthday).

a mother's love by Greenfallleaves [Rated T, 9259 Words, Complete, AFTG Then and Now 2023, Locked]

In the hell that was Neil's childhood, there were good moments too. Almost all of them included his mother. Mary cared about her boy. Or 5 relatively peaceful moments from Neil's childhood.

tw: implied/referenced child abuse, tw: implied/referenced abuse

December 10th by GhostOfNoah [Rated T, 876 Words, Complete, 2017]

a nightmare of Christmas past wakes Neil in the middle of the night

tw: implied/referenced child abuse

Dear Santa, from AJM by neil-drew-kev (PharmaceuticalLoser) [Rated M, 2345 Words, Complete, 2024]

Andrew writing letters to Santa from the ages of 5-20.

tw: self harm, tw: blood, tw: suicidal thoughts, tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon, tw: implied/referenced csa, tw: violence

Merry Christmas, Mr. Minyard by IKnowWhoYouAre_Damianos [Rated G, 3024 Words, Complete, AFTG Exchange Winter 2023]

Andrew's nieces want to know how he and Neil got together. He's more than okay with telling them about one of the best days of his life.

Firsts by AgapantoBlu [Rated G, 2574 Words, Complete, AFTG Exchange Winter 2017, Locked]

The first time Nicky kisses Erik, it’s their third kiss, it’s on Christmas Eve, under a mistletoe twig, and he’s crying. A few of Nicky's firsts through his life.

tw: suicidal ideation, tw: religious trauma, tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon, tw: implied/referenced murder, tw: vomit, tw: depression

Gotta Give It Up by mharris [Rated G, 4725 Words, Complete, 2018]

Andrew's feelings about Christmas and his relationship with his family through it. - Andrew assumed Nicky thought that they were one Lifetime Christmas movie away from being a normal family if only he could set the scene right. Andrew had watched Nicky try and try again for half a dozen years now to find the right formula to make them all love each other in a Hallmark Card sort of way. Nicky hadn’t yet realized Hallmark didn’t make cards for drug addicts and abuse survivors

tw: implied/referenced drug addiction, tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon

A Sad Christmas by Pryde_of_kittens [Rated G, 1271 Words, Complete, 2019]

Erik dies, and Nicky is not okay. But at least he isn’t alone.

tw: major character death

Finders Keepers by minyardlovebot [Rated G, 2313 Words, Complete, 2022, Locked]

Some would call it tedious, monotonous, slow paced. Andrew just calls it living. For once in his life he’s just living. And it’s not happy, it’s not glorious or joyful, but it’s so much more than he ever thought he’d have. He’s still getting used to it.

Reconcile. by OddlyBookish [Not Rated 4045 Words, Complete, 2019]

Aaron and Neil try to reconcile their friendship while Andrew tries to intervene.

tw: drug addiction, tw: violence, tw: blood

Socks for Christmas by HalfpintPeach [Rated G, 1676 Words, Complete, 2024]

On a last-minute shopping trip, Neil needs help figuring out Andrew's shoe size.

Ghosts of Past and Present by sunrise_and_death [Rated T, 1200 Words, Complete, AFTG Winter Exchange 2018, Locked]

Nicky wants all the magic of Christmas. Aaron wants a real Christmas. Andrew wants nothing at all.

It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year by Whoops_heck [Not Rated, 2698 Words, Incomplete (but can be read as a one shot), 2018]

Neil Josten has a complicated relationship with Christmas.

tw: attempted csa, tw: child abuse, tw: panic attacks, tw: violence, tw: canonical character death

Thirteen Christmases of Andrew Joseph Minyard by notamisfitjustafreak [Rated M, 100 Words, Complete, 2017]

Andrew's first Christmas was with his mother who held him as she painted the snow red.

tw: major character death, tw: suicide, tw: implied referenced child abuse, tw: implied/referenced csa, tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon

You've gone soft by @higgins5 [Tumblr, 2017]

Aaron wondered how their lives managed to turn out like this, something calm and filled with love. 

Andrew and Aaron in matching outfits by @storyalchemist [Tumblr Fic, 2019]

Nicky making a massive production out of holidays hc by @waestlandbaby [Tumblr, 2018]

moriyama family

all hail king killmonger by okayantigone [Rated M, 1442 Words, Complete, 2017, Locked]

…Riko becomes the heir apparent to the Moriyama empire, and gets everything he has ever wanted. Kevin's hand and future are saved. Everything changes.

tw: implied/referenced suicide

NB: this is tagged kevin/riko but it could be tagged as kevin & riko. It’s mainly kengo & riko.

They Say Tomorrow's Never Promised by auxprouvaires [Rated T/E, Collection, Incomplete, AFTG Advent Calendar 2024]

Thirty-one, 300 word Ichirou Moriyama centric mini-fics. Chapter 1: 'you should never have come here' - Ichirou & Riko ichirou moriyama & riko moriyama, universe: canon divergent, theme: winter, theme: families, theme: angst Chapter 2: 'you were just a child' - Kengo & Ichirou

winter

I feel the future looming and the tide of time subsuming and you by Silveriss [Rated G, 600 Words, Complete, 2016]

Part 1 of TFC Fantasy AU

It's a crisp day caught between winter and spring. The plateau shivers, drawing out long gasps in the breeze. Over the sleeping rocks the plains drop to give way to the valley, a haven far away from Palmetto or Nicky's parents. The future is looming, but time slows down on top of the windswept plateau.

happy birthday, by the way series by pipedreamparrish [Rated T, Collection, 2 complete works, Updated 2021]

Part 1: we'll take it slow (and grow as we go) [2755 Words] It is Aaron Minyard’s 14th birthday and he has just found out that he has a brother - a twin brother, an identical twin brother, who looks exactly like him and might just understand him, too. Maybe once he meets this brother of his, then they can celebrate their birthdays together. Maybe they can give each other presents, and eat cake, and blow out the candles using the combined forces of their breath. Maybe, maybe, maybe. (Andrew Doe spends his birthday choking down cake that Cas got him, trying to hide the fresh marks on his arm, and thinking about the best way to keep his mysterious brother as far away from him as possible) (or: the Twinyards's birthday's through the ages, featuring very ugly ties, large sugar intakes, and lots of growth and healing)

tw: implied/referenced self harm, tw: implied/referenced csa, tw: implied/referenced child abuse and neglect, tw: implied/referenced drug addiction

Part 2: many stories have i told (but true dreams never die) [5099 Words] January 19, 1998 - Nathaniel Wesninski is 10 years old and he does not know it yet, but this will be the last birthday he ever spends in the house he has lived in for his entire life. January 19, 2021 - Neil smiles viciously, and when he catches a glimpse of his face in the plexiglass, he doesn’t see his father at all. (Or: Neil's time on the run vs now, told through birthdays real and fake. Feat: Kevin finally going skiing, Neil really loving exy, and finding your home)

tw: child abuse, tw: implied/referenced torture, tw: implied/referenced murder, tw: blood/gore

he's the giggle at a funeral by manya [Rated T, 4418 Words, Complete, AFTG Exchange, Winter, 2018]

“Ooooooh.” Nicky said, eyes suddenly bright and interested. “A boy? A boy you like?” “I literally cannot stand anything he does.” Andrew is quick to correct. “It won’t work, anyway. He thinks I’m a freak.” “Well, first impressions have never been your forte.” Aaron said snidely, obviously thinking of their own disastrous first meeting. “And how the fuck was inviting him to watch your mother’s cremation supposed to disprove that first impression?” “Our mother’s cremation ceremony.”

rosy cheeks & auburn curls by allforthegayz [Not Rated, 3446 Words, Complete, 2021]

There were some things he didn’t mind, the colder it got, the more layers people wore and questions about his long sleeves became fewer, the special hot chocolate bee buys around this season, people slipping on ice and falling on their asses. He also doesn’t mind when the freezing temperatures mean a certain blue-eyed boy starts wearing outrageously oversized grandpa sweaters passed down from his uncle.

tw: implied/referenced child abuse, tw: implied/referenced self harm, tw: implied/referenced drug addiction

The Art of Surviving the Holidays by adaintywomanofmystery [Rated T, 3231 Words, Complete, Andreil Week 2019, Locked]

Andrew hates Thanksgiving and refuses to participate, knowing it’s only going to end in disaster. Neil seems to think otherwise, and with a very persistent Nicky on their case, how can he

tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon

This is our beginning by queenofseventeen [Rated T, 6483 Words, Complete, 2019]

In a world where having magic can get you killed by the church Andrew, his brother and his cousin have fled the country but winter has come and with the cold come extra responsibilities. Like using enough magic to keep your plants alive that you could die or a small arctic fox bleeding out in the snow near your house. In which they almost die but they always go on.

tw: blood

Art

the twins have a nice christmas art by @aymmidumps

I never thought I’d have this art by @strokeofinspiration

Andreil featuring Nicky with a mistletoe. art by @eeriethacus

andreil domestic soft winter with kids art by @foxhole-court-girl

Andreil Christmas ft Milo art by @allfortheslay25 (more art and hcs here)

Neil with Andrew and Aaron and their Christmas tree art by @teomoy

Meeting Aaron and Katelyn’s daughter Part 1 Uncle Andrew | Part 2 Andreil art by @gremlinddrawss

Wymack and Kevin’s first Christmas art by @jojen-hewitt

Mistletoe series (families) by @emry-stars-art: andrew & oc son arlo  | sir & king  |  twinyards hug  |  twins & nicky 

[megs-1800]

Forever & Always

Summary: You and Mason have been broken up for 6 months. When you rekindle at a party, can you put your past behind you and can you overcome all the obstacles in the way?

Pairing: Mason Mount x Reader

Word Count: 7.5k

Warnings: Fluff, Angst, Swearing and Smut

I walk through my door and let the exhaustion hit me,  its been a week of hell at work and I am finally done for the weekend. I drag my feet through the hallway, and collapse as soon as I reach my bed. Hating myself for not leaving the heating on as its now ice throughout the flat on this winters night.

I tap my phone and see the time, its 9pm. I cannot believe I am getting home from work at this time. I was suppose to finish 4 hours ago but as usual everything is left to me. I haven’t even eaten dinner, I haven’t eaten all day at that. I fight with my head whether I want to make dinner or if I want to sleep. I finally agree that sleep it is, I force myself to get ready for bed as I insist on not sleeping with my makeup on. As I crawl into bed and put Netflix on, I can feel myself start to drift off that’s when my phone bings. As I tap the screen I see the text message from Paige “ Hiya Babes, I will pick you up from the train station at 11am. I cannot wait to see you!!!! I cannot wait to celebrate my birthday with you xx”. There goes my lie in, I thought, its like a 3 hour train journey to get to Manchester so nice early start for me, but quickly reply explaining that I cannot wait to see her too.

Paige is dating some kind of famous DJ, I met her at a party a couple of years ago. Her boyfriend Jason is close with the England squad so Mason always got invited to his events and parties. When Mason and I moved to Manchester, I got really close with Paige. Even since I moved back home after me and Mason broke up she was my biggest support and always stayed in touch. Due to this I agreed to come stay the weekend down at Manchester for her birthday. She is having a big birthday party that Jason is arranging. I just got to figure out how I am going to see Mason again.

We broke up 6 months ago, it absolutely shattered me. We had been dating for little over 2 years, it was a silly fight. We should of never broken up but both of us could not admit we were wrong. Mason let the stress of United get to him, and with all the injuries. I did my best to support him but he became massively distant. Due to my job, I wanted to separate my life with Mason, so people close to us knew about us but the media never knew. He always ensured to take photos of me with my face hidden. That’s when the media released that photo of Mason hugging some bird outside a nightclub. He always denied it, but where he was so distant I really thought it could be true. We had a massive argument about this and that’s when Mason accused me of cheating with one my colleagues that I had gotten close to. I tried to assure him I only wanted him and nothing more but I guess we just didn’t trust eachother. I can feel the tears in my eyes remembering that night, we both were screaming at eachother.

The next thing I know I am being woken up to my alarm, I quickly shower and get ready to leave. I can feel the cold air hit me as I walk out the train station. I quickly spot Paige standing next to her car waving at me. “y/n over here” I hear her shout, I quickly jog over to her and wrap her up. “Omg babes I have missed you so much. So tell me y/n/n whats new?”. I put my bags in the back and get in her car and we have a catch up. We go out for brunch and do a little shopping before her party. I found this dress whilst we were out, it was a tight black dress that stopped just below the bum. It was covered in lace which gave it a little detail, I never normally wear a dress like this but I wanted to impress tonight. As I walk out the changing room I can see Paige eyeing me up and down, “oh yasss y/n/n you gotta get that! You look fit as fuck. No one is going to be able to keep their hands or eyes off you.” I giggle at her reply, “well I do not want to outstage the birthday girl”. Paige shoots me a smile and rolls her eyes “as if anyone is going to ever outstage me” she laughs, I always loved her confidence.

We get ready, I pair my new black dress with a pair of red bottoms louis Vuitton’s that Mason got me when we first got together. I curled my hair and put on subtle make up. I never wore too much. Paige had a gold strappy maxi dress on covered in glitter, she had her hair curled also, she looked breathtaking. That’s when her boyfriend Jason walked through the door and stopped when he saw Paige “Damn look at you girl!!!!” and gives her a kiss. He then turns to me “you look lovely too y/n, thank you for coming” I give him a smile and thanked him for inviting me.

We turn up to the venue and people start filtering in, I feel very out of place as most of these women are famous or dating someone famous so they all look incredible. I quickly see one of Paige’s friend Jade who was her childhood friend which I get on well with so I quickly stand next to her and have drinks with her. I am scanning the room watching everyone coming, its nice to see Paige having such a good time. My eyes quickly stopped when I saw him, no he cannot be here. I cannot believe Mason is here. We quickly catch eyes and I now wish I could read minds, I am wondering what he is thinking?

Mason’s POV

I didn’t want to do go out, I have struggled to be social ever since me and y/n broke up, I do not know why I let my ego get in the way. I was just struggling with the move to Manchester and all the hate I was getting so I took it out on you. We were just constantly arguing, I never wanted to break up I just wanted the arguments to stop.

I am glad I came, it looks lively and good vibes throughout. Its Jason’s girlfriend Paige’s birthday and we all know Jason could throw a party. I am jamming with Dec and a couple of the other guys from the England squad. A lot of them came on their own without their girlfriends. Probably trying to pull I think I don’t get how they can have a perfect women at home and still trying to pull more. I could never of done that, I was always loyal. Me and y/n kept our relationship quiet as didn’t want the press to talk, I was trying to protect her in that way. But I would never even think of getting with another women, in my eyes y/n was always perfect. That’s what hurt me about that argument, we had a fight before I went out to the club you were feeling insecure and wanted me to stay home. Now all I wish is I stayed home, but I met Rachel in the club she was an agent of one the guys that I played with, nothing happened and we were just chatting about my move to Manchester. I went to walk her to her taxi and hugged her goodbye. I know it looked bad but nothing happened, I could swear on that.

My mind is taken out of my day dreaming as Dec is asking me questions trying to engage me in the conversation. I am laughing away trying my hardest to put myself into the conversation, that’s when I see her. My eyes meet her, I can feel my heart beating erratically. This cannot be real, am I imagining this?. That’s when you smile and put your head down and walk away towards the bar. I cannot believe you are here. I knew you are Paige were close when you were in Manchester but I wasn’t sure if you would stay in touch.

I keep watching you the whole night, I feel like a stalker. I can see peoples eyes on you too, I cannot blame them you look out of this world. The dress compliments your body perfectly and the way your hair curls around your face. Damn makes me realise what I have lost. I wonder if you have moved on? I wonder if you have slept with anyone since? I know I have slept with a couple of girls but that was just me trying rebound to get over you, but the thought of someone else being intimate like that with you makes me feel physically sick.

Dec turns my attention back to him “why don’t you just go talk to her instead of staring at her all night its getting creepy?”. I laugh at his comment, “I don’t even know what to say Dec, she looks so beautiful I don’t even know what to say”. I can see the pity in his eyes “Well maybe go over there and be like y/n I love youuuu so much and haven’t stopped talking about it since we broke uppppp so I think we should just start dating again”. Dec joked I laughed and rolled my eyes but I am really not in the mood for joking.  

With that I make my way over the bar, I can feel my heart beating in my chest which is getting faster the closer I get to you. You spot me and follow me with your eyes as I walk upto you. You look down all shy, but I can see the small smile creepy over your face. “What can I get you? The usual?” I offered trying to break the ice. “Sounds good thank you”.

I quickly wave the bartender over and order you a double vodka and lemonade and got myself the same, you quickly made a comment about it being a double but I hoped the alcohol will calm the nerves. You so amazing I do not know what to say. I am about to open my mouth to see if you wanna go somewhere a little more quiet to chat when this guy approaches.

He snakes an arm around your waist that makes you jump but I see you settled into his arms, obviously recognising who he is. He then looks at me, he was a colleague of yours, when we had our big fight when you accused me of cheating with that Rachel, I accused you of cheating with him. I knew he had a massive crush on you it was obvious by the way he spoke to you. What was he doing here?

“See I told you I would make it baby” he turns you around so you are facing him completely ignoring me. “Damn look at you! You look fucking sexy! I cannot wait to undress you later”.  He quickly pulls you in for a deep passionate kiss. I can see you pushing him away, you have never had a problem with PTA with me, you always loved me kissing and hugging you so I am assuming you are just not comfortable with the situation. I am not really impressed with his comment, yes I agree you look bloody incredible but I hate hearing others say that, it doesn’t sound right.

I am in shock, you are here with the guy you told me not to worry about. Did you cheat? Was I right. I quickly walked away from the situation, I cannot let myself get hurt again. It killed me when we broke up I cannot go through that again. I shoot you a smile, and I think I hear you say thank you for the drink but it was inaudible. I make my way back to the table with Dec and the boys. “That didn’t look good.” Dec tried to console me. “I just cannot believe she has actually moved on mate I guess I just loved her more then she loved me.” I sound defeated which I guess I am. One of the boys on the table I do not recognise butted in “Damn look at this peace of ass, what I wouldn’t give to get onto that”. I know he is referring to you, I shoot him a death look, I hate when people disrespect you like that. He isn’t wrong, you have got a sexy ass but you are so much more then that.

Your POV

I cannot believe Daniel is here, I didn’t even really invite him he took it the wrong way. Me and Daniel aren’t really together well not officially. He took me out for dinner, and we slept together and since then he thinks we are a couple. I am not ready for that, I am still no way over Mason yet. Seeing him there was what I needed, I need to speak to him, I need him to know how I feel. I made a comment to Daniel in the week about going to Paige’s birthday and how I was worried about seeing Mason. I was confiding in a friend and he took that as I needed him here apparently.

I quickly explain to Daniel that I need some air, and that I will be up soon. He is already socialising with others at that party so didn’t seem to bothered. I went outside and lit up a cigarette, I let my heart stop racing as I inhale the nicotine. As I take another large pull that’s when I see Mason emerge from the door, I suddenly start chocking. Mason laughs and passes me a bottle of water. “I have seen you have had quite a lot tonight so here, you will thank me for this in the morning.” I smile and thank him, I get butterflies in my stomach. Why does he have to be so nice.

He then turns to the cigarette in my hand, “you really shouldn’t be smoking that. It will kill you, you know.” I roll my eyes but quickly put the cigarette out. “Well I am not really your problem anymore Mase, so I wouldn’t worry.”

At that Mason looks annoyed, “yeah you are now that Daniel’s problem” he snapped. I can sense a little jealously in his voice. “Well I am a single girl Mason I can do what I want”. I can sense Mason’s demeanour change. “Yeah and apparently that means dating your co-workers that you told me not to worry about!”. Mason’s voice has now gotten raised and I can see some people outside listening to our conversation, I am not sure if they are press or not but Mason doesn’t seem to care.

“Whats that suppose to mean Mason?!” I am now starting to raise my voice to match Mason’s tone.  “How long have you been together?” Mason demanded. “If you are asking if I cheated on you Mason then no. We are not even together, we went out for one dinner, got way to drunk and slept together and now he thinks we are an item. We are not official Mason, but you know what I do not need to justify anything to you! You are the one who left as you couldn’t tell your ego you was wrong. So you know what go FUCK YOURSELF MOUNT!” which I shouted the last part and I stormed back inside leaving Mason in my tracks. I can see some camera’s flashing in the distance which may be paps which I know Mason will be really unimpressed with especially as we have just caused a scene.

As I stormed through the club, I spot Daniel. He is sitting there with a girl on each arm. I am not jealous not by a mile but I need to make a point with Mason. When he spots me he waves me over and introduces me to his new girls. Chances are he is going home with both of them later. He is a massive ladies man, I swore I would never sink so low to ever date a guy like Daniel that’s why I was so annoyed I agreed to dinner and allowed myself to get that drunk to sleep with him. I just wanted to get over Mason and I thought that would help but just seemed to make it worse. He acts like we are a couple at work and all that but will still go out with other girls at the weekend, its mad I know but we have no label so I cannot really moan.

“I need you”. I moan seductively into his ear. He looks confused at me and quickly explains to the girls he is with he will come and find them later and shoots them a wink. “Does that mean us is still on the table”. He looks me up and down like I am so kind of meat which makes me roll my eyes. That’s when he looks over my shoulder and sees me give Mason a look, “aww I got ya. Wanna make him jealous! I am all up for putting on a show!”. That I appreciate Daniel for, not many questions asked and he is always on board.

The rest of the night I spend dancing with Daniel, we are putting on a show all right. I can see so many eyes on us. Even Paige has mentioned that we need to get a room which makes me giggle. I am watching Mason the whole time, I have my back to Daniel as he guides my hips to the music grinding my ass into him but my eyes are locked with Mason. I can see the anger in his eyes, damn I am making him jealous. I can see him getting more and more worked up. I turn towards Daniel so we are facing eachother and we continue to dance as I can feel his hands on my ass as we deepen the kiss. I cannot see Mason’s face but I am assuming whatever I am doing is working, as I break the kiss with Daniel and turn around Mason is gone. I am guessing he cannot take the show any longer.

I whisper into Daniel’s ear that I am going to pop to the loo, as I am finished and walking back to the dance floor. I feel someone grab my waist and drag me to the side, I go to scream but I feel a had around my mouth and as I turn around I see its Mason. I quickly push him off of me. “What the hell are you doing? Do not touch me!” I shout, clearly the double vodka’s are kicking in as I do not know where I got this confidence from.

“What you want me to do just sit around all evening watching you dance with that guy, watching his hands all over you and not do anything. I know you were doing it to make me jealous, okay y/n you won! Now come on lets go home!” He comes closer to me and backs me into the wall so I am blocked in and have no where to go. I can feel his breathe on my neck which is giving me goosebumps. “Who said I was doing it to make you jealous?! I was just dancing with him, having fun?” I say cheekily, I know exactly what I was doing.

“Come on y/n/n, stop acting all innocent. I know that was all a show. You have had one too many too drink and acting all confident, okay its worked y/n I admit it now cut it out. We both know you are going to be coming home with me at the end at the night so why don’t we just cut it short and I will order a taxi now?”. At this we are stood face to face, I cannot deny him anymore, I grab the back of his neck and pull him in.

I can feel his tongue fighting for entrance which I give him, and we deepen the kiss. I can feel his hand on my bum as he pull himself closer to me. I can sense the urgentness of the kiss for us both, we needed eachother now.

Once we pull away for air, Mason is staring at you to say what is next? I explained that I needed to say goodbye to Paige and then I would meet him downstairs. Mason nodded and explained he needed to say goodbye to the boys. As I walk back into the party I see Daniel already moving onto another girl who he is dancing away at, I wave and mouth that I am leaving which he blows me a kiss and waves me goodbye. I eventually find Paige and explain that I am leaving, she forces out of me where I am going which she squeals with excitement and said for me to ring her in the morning and tell her everything which I agree.

Once downstairs I see Mason is already there, he explains that he has called a taxi but thinks it will be good if we get in separately to prevent further paps seeing anything. Once the taxi arrives he tells me to wait there and puts his jacket around my shoulders and says the taxi will do a lap round the block and then I can get in, “ring me if there is any issues. I mean anything y/n I will be like 5 mins”. I nod and the cold air is suddenly hitting me. I can feel the alcohol now having an effect on me.

Before I know it the taxi has done its lap and waiting outside for me. I quickly run and jump in the taxi hoping to warm up as I am now freezing. Once inside the taxi Mason and I cannot keep our hands off eachother, trying to remember eachothers bodies and we are fighting for air. We pull up outside Mason’s house before I knew it. I sense of anxiety suddenly rushes over me when I realise that it used to be our house.

I walk inside slowly and Mason can sense something is wrong, “whats up? You having second thoughts?” I shake my head as believe me the only thing I know right now is that I need Mason but it just feels weird being here. “I just cannot believe the last time we were both stood here together was that night. It just all feels a bit to real now”. I didn’t even know I was crying until Mason quickly wrapped his arms around me and used his thumb to wipe away my tears. “We don’t have to do anything you know. If you not comfortable, its fine honestly.”

I shake my head and give him a malicious smile, and attack his lips again. I know he needs me as much as I need him. We continue to remember eachothers bodies still standing in the entrance hall, we start to discard the clothing and Mason leads me up the stairs still not breaking the kiss. Before I know it we reached the bedroom and Mason throws me onto the bed and jumps on top, we continue to kiss and I can feel myself getting wet just by the anticipation of whats to come.

Mason starts to kiss down my body and puts my nipple in his mouth as he plays with the other one through his fingers. I try to supress the moan but I can’t. “Don’t be quiet baby, I wanna hear you.” Which makes me moan louder. He comes up and continues to kiss me, he bites my lip and then I go to his neck leaving a love bite as he continues to grind into me. I can feel how hard he is getting.

He reaches down to take my underwear off, and starts to play with my folds. He puts a finger slowly into me which makes me moan into his neck. “Damn someone is wet”. I can see the cocky smile on his face knowing the effect he has on me. “Well I cannot help what you do to me Mount”. Mason lines himself up with your core and places himself on top of you, as he slowly thrusts in the sudden change in size makes me whimper. “Fuck y/n that feels so good. I forgotten how fucking good that pussy feels”. He gives me a minute to adjust to his size and then starts to move, I cannot suppress the moans that are escaping my mouth and that is just encouraging him more. “Fuck Mason, harder please” I need him to destroy me tonight. Mason agrees with my demand and starts pounding me. “Go on baby cum for me, I know you want to. Come on I wanna feel that pussy cum all over this cock”.

The sound of Mason dirty talking me is edging me closer, Mason then hits the spot and I cannot contain it anymore and cum all over his dick. I am seeing stars trying to hold onto the duvet for dear life as I am coming down from high. “Uh right there y/n, fuck you are so perfect”. I feel his dick twitch as he reaches his high, luckily he pulls out just in time and cums all over my chest. He rolls over as we both lay there breathless. I am the first one to speak “fuck I forgot how good our sex is”.

Mason looks over at me and giggles knowing the affect he had on me, “I had to give you something, you looked breathtaking all night. I had to make you remember why you were mine”. I am giggling along with him still coming down with my high. We quickly run to the bathroom and get cleaned up. “You hungry baby girl?”

I nod agreeing, he looks at his phone and turns to me “Carlos’ is still open you fancy sharing a pizza. I think carbs will be good for you to soak up the alcohol.” The thought of Carlos’ makes me mouth water the pizza was my favourite. “Its like you read my mind Mount”. Mason began making the order on his phone.

As he is doing this I am lying in bed with one of his tops on scrolling through my feed, that’s when a news article catches my eye. Mason Mount Caught Arguing Outside Club With Mystery Women Just Days After His Date With Girlfriend VS Model Jennifer Green. My mouth drops, he has a girlfriend What The Fuck.

Mason can see that the atmosphere has suddenly become tense, “everything okay?” Mason asked. I don’t even know I am still in shock, I cannot believe it. I turn my phone around which Mason grabs a quick glance at the headline. He looks down “y/n I can explain its not what you think”. I am not even listening to what he is saying as I quickly see a pair of his joggers on the floor which I put on as I just need some clothes to leave as quick as I can. “There is nothing to say Mase, you used me to get what you want. Well you got it enough said, I just cannot believe I was that stupid”. I spat that last part defeated. I cannot believe I let Mason hurt me like that again. “Don’t call me Mason we are done”.

I can hear him shouting after me as I am walking out his house, but I just keep walking to make sure I do not give in. I cannot believe I let him get that close to me again.

The next couple of days have been back to normal, work has been non-stop stressful. Paige keeps messaging me asking what happened between me and Mason which I cannot bring myself to actually admit what happened so I just keep dodging the question. I blocked Masons number and on socials as he kept ringing and messaging me. I have been cheated on before and he knows that, how can he make me the other women? I feel awful I cannot believe he put me in the situation.

I am curled up on the sofa, it’s the first time in weeks I am actually home from work at a reasonable time. I am in my pyjamas all wrapped up in a blanket watching Netflix when I hear a knock at my door. I am so confused to who it can be here at this time. I quickly go to open it, shocked to see Mason standing there in the rain. I try to shut the door but he pushed the door preventing me from closing it. “Please y/n, I have drove nearly 3 hours. Standing in the rain, at least let me come in and explain myself please”. You give in as he has come a long way and its raining you do feel bad.

You walk him through the flat, so you are in the living room. “Do you want a drink or anything? I have your clothes that I went home in the other day if you wanna get changed out of the wet clothes?” As much as I am angry with him right now, I hate how much I care.

“I am alright, I am only wet from the run from the car. But I will take a cup of tea please.”  I nod and quickly make us both a cup of tea and settle on the sofa next to him.

“Thank you for letting me in, you blocked me on everything I have been trying to ring you. I need to explain myself it is not what you think.”

I roll my eyes, “what do you mean its not what I think. You have a girlfriend Mason and then let me sleep with you. You made me the other woman. You know I have been cheated on before, I know how it feels how could you make me do that! I hate you for that Mason” my voice is becoming a little raised and I am trying to focus on keeping it low. As I really do not want a fight right now.

“Please do not say you hate me y/n/n please. Honestly its not what you think just give me a chance to explain”. I can see the hurt in his voice so I let him continue. After all he did come a long way, “go on then Mase, explain”.

I can see the relief on my Mason’s face that I am letting him continue and not shutting him down, “thank you. Look we are not together, she isn’t my girlfriend.” I nod, but the problem is I have head that so many times before. “Have you been out with her?” Mason nods but stays silent, “have you slept with her?” He lowers his head like he is embarrassed and nods again, still remaining silent.

“Well then Mase, it seems like a bit of a relationship to me.” Mason is playing with the cup in his hands not making eye contact with me. I can see he is thinking of his next words carefully. “Y/n/n its not what you think, I was a mess after things ended I wasn’t doing anything promotion related I only left the house if it was training or games and even then my head wasn’t in it. Management thought it would be good idea if I was spotted with Jennifer. Her management team agreed thought it would be good publicity for her also to be spotted with a footballer. We spoke over the phone a little, it was nice to take my mind of you for a little if I am being honest. We went out on a couple of dates, which the paps were always called which we assumed were our management teams. It was all staged none of it was real”.

I am trying to process what Mason is saying, but something doesn’t add up. “Okay Mase, I understand the whole dating thing. So why did you sleep with her, there were no paps during that so no one would know so that didn’t need staging. So I guess that means you just wanted to have sex with her?”

I can see Mason knows I got him there, “I don’t know baby, honestly I don’t know. We went out for dinner and I don’t know it just happened. I thought of you the whole time though”. He says the last part softly. I can see he is not enjoying this conversation.

“Of course you did”. I said sarcastically and rolled my eyes. “How many people did you sleep with since we ended?” I asked, I can see he is taken back by this question, he is quick to respond with a snarky comment. “what kind of question is that? How many people did you sleep with?” he was becoming defensive.

I laughed at him “1.. I slept with one person Mase. Daniel, and that was after a bottle worth of vodka. I instantly regretted it in the morning. Your turn!” Mason looks down like he doesn’t want to answer. “5, I slept with five people. Including Jennifer. None of them compared to you though. Honestly y/n you are the best person I have ever had sex with, you are the only person I want to have sex with. Everytime I was them, I was imagining it was you.”

“Of course you did Mason, you are telling me you had a Victoria Secret model on top of you and you are sitting there imaging it was me. Fuck off Mase how gullible do you think I am?!”. Mason shuffles closer to me on the sofa and places his hand on my thigh. “Y/n you are the most sexiest women I have ever met and ever been with. Your body is incredible and you are just so beautiful inside and out. Believe me, you are the only women I want to have sex with again. You are the only one it means something with.”

I can feel the tears rolling down my face, I cannot help it. Mason looks at me sympathetically, and holds my head in his hand using his thumb to wipe away the tears as they roll down my face. He places a slow soft kiss to my lips, I kiss him back. He is like air to me, I just cannot help but breathe him in. “I know you have driven a long way Mase, but I need time. We were toxic Mason when we moved to Manchester, it all got way too much. That fight you just walked away as if I meant nothing, it was a silly fight it never should of happened but instead of staying and fighting for us you walked away like it was the easiest thing to do, like I meant nothing to you. Then to lead me on and everything and then to find out you got a girlfriend its not fair Mason. I deserve better than that.”

“I know you do y/n, you deserve so much better. I promise you, if you want to work on this again I will do so much better. I will be the guy you need me to be. I promise to always fight for us just please give me this chance.”

His words are good, but I just generally do not know where my head is at anymore. “So whats going to happen between you and that Jennifer”. He lets out a deep breathe “we are not together y/n/n I can ring her right now and prove it if you want? Honestly if you want me then I will tell my management team that we are back together and Jennifer will be out of my life I promise. Just please baby girl, I will beg if that’s what you want just please. I cannot be without you.”

My head is all over the place, I just do not know what to do. “I know you want an answer right now Mason but I cannot give you that. I am sorry you cannot ambush me and make such a life changing decision without taking the time to make a decision. So you need to give me time, but I promise I will think about it.”

“That’s all I wanted to hear thank you. I will leave you be. Just please consider us again. I love you more then anything y/n. Forever and always”. That was always our saying forever and always. We used to message eachother that all the time, after every fight that’s what we used to say when making up. It was our saying. I lean into Mason and kiss his lips, it’s a slow kiss but he deepens the kiss, trying to gain access with his tongue which I allow. I grab the back of his head pulling him closer, I can feel his hands on my hips. There is nothing more that I want right now then to continue but we can’t. If we do this it will make the decision even harder. I quickly pull away. “Sorry I got a little carried away, I just can’t help myself when I am around you”. He makes me blush.

Mason sees himself out, and places a small kiss to my lips. I just wish I knew what I need to do.

Masons POV

I haven’t heard from y/n since I went round that night, I messaged you once I was home and realised that you unblocked me, I thought that was progress but all the messages I sent to you, you read but never replied so maybe there wasn’t progress.

It was my birthday today, I woke up to a message you from you “Happy Birthday Gorgeous boy! Have the best day ever!! Get spoilt rotten”. I smile at this message out of everyone I wanted to speak to today it was you. I just wish I could see you. My family are down and me and Lewis are going golfing this morning then having dinner with my family later which will be nice. I am grateful for this, but part of me really hoped that I would see you.

We pull into the driveway as me and Lewis return home after our golf day. The house is silent and dark which is unusual as I know my family are there. Something is wrong I thought. As I open the door the lights suddenly flick on and everyone jumps out: SURPRISE!!! Everyone shouts. Bless them they have thrown me a surprise party. I am hugging everyone and thanking them for coming, it’s a mixture of friends and family and team mates. That’s when I see you. No it cannot be, am I seeing things.

I quickly walk over to you, you spot me coming up to you. You give me a big smile, “Surprise birthday boy!” I quickly embrace you in my arms to make sure you are real. “What are you doing here?” I am so confused as to what you are doing here and why didn’t you tell me you were coming.

“Your mum rang me.. she said you told her about everything that happened between us recently. She said ‘he wouldn’t want to pressure you but I know he would love to see you’, then she persuaded me saying they all wanted to see me and told me about a surprise party and you know I had to be a part of that.” I grab you by your waist and embrace you in my arms, I stand there a little longer then maybe we should just staring into your eyes. I place a kiss to your lips, I love how soft they are. “People are staring Mase”, I giggle “well let them stare” and I continue to kiss you. “come on I will introduce you”. I grab your hand and make my way around the party, I love holding your hand and talking to people with you, it feels like old times again it feels real.

People start to leave the party as its finishing, I haven’t left your side the whole time. I turn to you, “please tell me you are staying the night I cannot think of you being in Manchester and not falling asleep with you on my birthday”. You give me a smile, I can even see a sparkle in your eyes “of course I am Mase, I promised your family I would stay and spend your birthday with you so I do not break a promise. I am just going to run upstairs quickly and get changed into something more comfy I need to get out of these heals and dress”. I know how much you love your comfies, chances are you are probably going to come downstairs wearing something that belongs to me.

I find my family sitting in the front room, “Thank you” I say, they look at me confused but my mum catches on to what I am saying. “We have no idea what you are talking about” she is trying to play dumb. Lewis then buts in “you really think we wouldn’t hear about it for the rest of the year if we throw you a surprise party and didn’t invite her”. I give him a bro hug, I appreciate them all for this, I know it was a rocky start with them getting on board with y/n as she wasn’t famous they were worried that you were after my fame and money, but after they met you and got to know you they loved you, they knew you didn’t care about all that and just wanted me. My mum then speaks up “just do us a favour Mase, if she allows you back which if I were her I probably wouldn’t but we can all see how much she loves you. So if she does do not break her heart again, you always fight for that girl. You got a keeper there”. I thank my mum and quickly give her a hug as y/n walks in and we try to act normal but she can probably tell we are talking about her.

We spend the rest of the evening all curled up in the living room, having a couple of drinks and a laugh. You are curled up in my arms with your legs wrapped underneath you so you can be closer to me which I am not complaining. Everyone confirms they are going to go to bed and we discuss plans for tomorrow. “shall we go up?” I ask you. “I am actually really cold, I am going to run a bath, do you want to join me?” I smile as if there is any other answer to that question apart from yes, and I run up the stairs behind you.

I watch as you run the bath, and wrap your hair into a clip so it doesn’t get wet and watch you slowly underdress. Your body is unreal, I know you have never been the most confident but in my eyes you are the most perfect women. I slowly get into the bath, which you come and sit inbetween my legs. I am slowly running my hands up and down your arm which I can feel the goosebumps. “Well not that I am complaining sitting here like this with you, but you haven’t made a decision”. I hear you laugh as if I have just said the most silliest thing in the world. “Of course I am taking you back Mase its always been you, there will never be anyone else, its always you. Forever and always.” You turn your head to give me a kiss which I reciprocate. “Forever and always baby girl.”

“Hold on stay there” I reach out the bath and grab my phone. “Stay right there” I take a photo of you, your back is turned so no one can see anything apart from your bare back and your hair in a clip and your face is to the side so your whole face isn’t in it. “What are you doing?” I hear you ask confused. “Socials.. now that I am not single everyone needs to know. Don’t worry your face isn’t in it. Unless you want it in it, I have no problem telling the world you are mine”. I see you smile at this. “The photo is fine Mase, I like how it before I do not need all your crazy fan girls coming for me” which we both laughed at this. “I love you y/n” you turn to face me again “it will never be the amount that I love you”.

I added the photo to my socials with the caption “Best birthday present ever getting you back. #foreverandalways.”

[pttglo]

WIP! SERIREI FANFIC!!

-2:30 AM-

Serizawa can't go to sleep. He'd always had trouble sleeping, factors like anxiety and having insomnia don't help all that much. He twists and turns in his bed. Eventually turning onto his back and staring at his ceiling, eyes fluttering slowly. 

Fuck.

Serizawa lifted the covers off him and sat on the edge of his bed, he stretched out his arms out yawning. He slowly got up from his bed. He wore simple black sweats, he never wore a shirt while sleeping as he would overheat, no matter how cold it was. He made his way to his closet, picking out a shirt and zip up jacket. Serizawa decided he would go out on a stroll to clear his mind. The stuffy insides of his apartment suffocated him whenever he felt stressed. (or every-time he was inside his apartment really.) Serizawa walked to his front door sighing once again as he put his beat up pair of shoes on. They honestly weren't *too* bad, just a few scuffs that tugged and bit at the seams. Tying his shoes with the bunny ear method he learned from his kindergarten teacher who he never had forgot. He opened the front door feeling the cold air hit him. Winter was right around the corner. He took a deep breath as he closed the door behind him, fumbling with his keys to lock it. He stood as he stared down, the welcome mat staring back at him. He didn't *feel* welcome here. 

He hated this place.

From the dogs barking, to the tenants arguing about *something*. There was always something going on with this apartment. Haven Hill they called it. Fuck Haven Hill.

Ironic. It similar to the world heaven but definitely didn't feel like such.

Whatever, Serizawa didn't wanna think about his living situation right now. He closed his eyes as he held his keys in his hand. He opened his eyes and shoved his keys into his pocket. 

Serizawa shuffled over to the stairs, holding onto the railing as he stepped on each step, counting the steps. He reached the end of the stairs. 

24 steps like always.

He strolled over to his favorite cafe, counting the sidewalk cracks, trying not the step on them.

69 cracks. He stepped on 1. (Did you see what I did there?)

Anyways.

Serizawa opened the door, bells ringing alerting whoever was there that he entered.

He was known by the workers in that cafe, he was a silent raven who didn't talk all that much and kept his privacy to himself, ordering and leaving just as fast as he entered. This wasn't a problem, they didn't mind having him there. He was just a mystery. (Although a bit clumsy, sometimes tripping over things and dropping his food once it was served, profusely apologizing and giving a generous tip)

Serizawa sat down as he contemplated on what to buy. He'd been here so many times yet always wanted to try something new, even if he'd had already tried everything. He looked out the window, staring at the traffic lights flickering from red to green to yellow, a few cars passed as it was late out. He admired the scenery despite the very minuscule amount of people on the streets. No shops were open besides this one and a few connivence stores, he was so emerging in the simple but elegant scenery that he barely noticed a man with honey blonde hair opening the door. 

His eyes peeked at him, giving him a glare that looked mean, he has no intention of that but it was a habit. 

The bells rang as the man stepped foot into thw cafe. He wore a dark green zip-up with dark jeans and black shoes. His hair looked very messy, as if he had just woke up. He was a little *attractive*. 

What the fuck?

Attractive, Really Serizawa? He mentally slapped himself shaking his brain awake. 'I'm just tired.' he thought running his hands through his hair 

(We all know Serizawa.)

The other man in the store who had just entered (this is Reigen by the way.) stared at the tall dark raven who was siting at a table alone. He kinda resembled a bear, his eye bags that held underneath his eyes and his messy unkept hair. That's cute. (You gay bitch.)

Was he alone? Did he need someone to accompany him? The man thought. He looked around the store, the man who once stood at the front made his way to the back, grabbing some things to restock. 

The guy walked up to Serizawa, staring at him.

Why is he here? Serizawa thought. Oh god, I am NOT good with others. He kept his eyes onto the other, fidgeting with his thumbs under his table. 

Maybe the sweat and embarrassment was evident on Serizawa's face. He didn't know, but for some reason the slender men sat down across from him, smiling. 

Just a genuine smile.

Oh.

That's not bad right Serizawa? (It was bad.)

It made Serizawa burn up like no other. 

What is this? Get a hold of yourself Serizawa. You just meet the damn guy and you're acting a fool.

He tried convincing himself it was because of the interaction he's having. I mean he would act like this with anybody, no matter how hot they looked to him.. or how cute their honey gold hair looked..or how mu-

Stop. 

It's just a man. I am a straight guy. (He kept trying to convince himself, it worked for a while.)

Serizawa was never an expert at love. Or anything really. He didn't know how he stood on things such as this. Nonetheless it's stupid and he wants the pitter patter in his heart to vanish.

"-name?"

Is he talking to me?

Yes.

"M-my name?" Serizawa took a shot in the dark in guessing what the man was trying to say to him after battling his thoughts.

The man nodded.

*"Katsuya Serizawa!"* 

Did I mess that up? What if he hates me?! He kept his eyes onto his, he didn't know whether if he could tell if he was stressing or not.

-

He's so cute. He's so cute. He's. So. Cute.

Fuck he's cute.

The way his hair was cut short.

His eyes.

His voice.

Reigen, stop.

Reigen thought as he stared at the guy across from him who was clearly lost in thought.

Katsuya Serizawa. The way he said his name replayed in his head. Hm.

He would remember you forever, you oaf.

Wow, they just meet and Reigen is head over heels.

Well he wouldn't say that. (I would.)

He's so silly and just..cute and the way he tripped over his words just to say his name.

"My name is Reigen." taking a long pause before saying his first. "Arataka."

(Greatest psychic of the 21st century might I add.)

Reigen's voice was just like butter as it slipped from his mouth. Smooth and soft, as if casting a spell.

"Why are you up so late?"

"Ehh..you know I couldn't really sleep."

Serizawa kept his conversation with Reigen as if it was no big deal. It was a huge deal, trying to not stutter while talking to the sexy ma-

The average looking guy who Serizawa doesn't like.

"Why are you up?"

Wow Serizawa is asking him questions. That's a first.

"Nehh.. you know. I woke up around one or so. I was pretty hungry and this was the only place I knew that was open."

Reigen explained himself so clearly. It was a weird thing to be fascinated and in awe about but it was something Reigen could do that Serizawa could not. 

(Don't put yourself down so much Seri! We love youu!!)

Serizawa tried to think of conversation starters, Reigen was already steps ahead of him.

"So..what do you do for work?"

"I- uhmm.."

He fidgeted with his hands trying to think of a lie.

He was embarrassed of what he did for work.

Are you really trying to impress Reigen right now? Working an average job as a store clerk is not bad Serizawa.

"I own a business.." Serizawa scratched the back of his neck.

Oh? Actually? That's cool. He's so cool.

"Ahhh..realllyyy..? I always wanted to own one but you know I could never get into it. It's all so expensive."

Reigen was really good at talking fast, fast with his hands, not fumbling over any words unlike Serizawa.

Reigen's elbows were on the table as he spoke, blabbering own about some stupid dream he had as a kid.

(We don't give a fuck.)

(Who said that?)

Anyways.

Serizawa was so focused onto Reigen's hand movements and the way his brows furrowed as he spoke. Serizawa noticed he has a cute habit of slightly pouting his lips when he stopped talking.

Maybe he was staring too hard because Reigen took wind. 

"Ehh- something wrong?"

"No, n-not at all!"

"You're staring at me like you hate me."

"Was I? Sorry it's a habit."

(Serizawa you know damn well.)

What's with this guy? Does he wanna talk to me or not? I mean he could've just said that. Then again he doesn't seem like the type to do so. I guess I'll go.

"S-sorry Reigen. I was trying to focus on your story."

I guess I won't be leaving.

For the first time since they started talking the table was filled with emptiness and silence which was weird considering Reigen was always the life of the party, or cafe in this situation.

Reigen pulled out his phone. 

-3:27 AM-

I should be leaving now, Reigen thought. 

It was getting late, Reigen really wanted to stay but he didn't want Serizawa to think of him as annoying.

"Ahhh.. Serizawa. Sorry, I have to get going now." Reigen stood up putting his phone back in his pocket. His hands stayed in his pockets while he looked at Serizawa.

Oh shit. He's leaving already? Why?! Did I do something? 

'What the fuck did you say Serizawa?!'

He thought, always battling himself.

"I enjoyed your compan-"

"Let's go together!" Serizawa shot up from his chair giving Reigen his best smile.

Was that too much..?

Whatever it didn't matter. As long as Serizawa finds comfort within Reigen.

Wait. What?

-

| Serizawa you bastard, already? |

| Cut me a break! The man is cute and his voice is calming to me ! |

| Wow so you're willing- |

| Enough! Get back to me and Reigen's story. |

| Okay okay.. if you say so. |

~

"I can walk you home!" As Serizawa stood up Reigen looked up at him. He didn't realize he would be THIS tall. God damn that's a nice sight.

He felt comfort in his tall giant. His presence brought flutters to his stomach.

Hmph. I don't like Serizawa as anything more than a friend. (WE ALL KNOW..)

"That'd be great." 

Serizawa walked over to the door, the bells chiming as he opened it. He held out his arm allowing Reigen to leave the cafe before him. What a gentleman. Reigen smiled as Serizawa walked behind him. He looked almost as a body guard. Reigen wasn't tall, he wasn't short either. 

He was 5'10 (The little liar called himself 6'4 *nobody believed him*). Serizawa on the other hand was tall. He was around 6'2. Serizawa didn't care how tall he was, he never has the chance to talk about it. They walked in the cold for a while. Eventually finding their way to Reigen's apartment. This is also Serizawa's apartment. Haven Hills. 

Serizawa pointed to the complex.

"You live here?"

"I know it's crappy but-"

"I do too."

"Oh really? No way."

"Floor 2. Apartment 505 B"

"I'm just a floor above you, same number too. I think it was Floor 3, apartment 605?"

"How come I've never seen you?"

Reigen shrugged his shoulders. "How come I've never seen you?"

Serizawa chuckled scratching his head. "That's good now knowing I have a friend around here." He gave Reigen a genuine smile. He returned it back.

They were both lost in thought, staring into each-others eyes. Reigen looking up and Serizawa looking down.

God fuck I could just kiss him.

Like now.

Snow flakes fell onto Reigen and Serizawa's jackets as they were still outside the apartment complex interrupting Serizawa's thoughts. 

"Eh?" Reigen looked up at the snow which was falling from the sky. "I didn't expect it to snow, I mean the weather broadcast said not to expect snow for a few weeks." 

Reigen held his hand out, catching mini flakes on his hand.

Reigen took Serizawa's hands, holding onto them aa he tried to catch more with Serizawa's bigger hands. The difference between their hands were big. Serizawa had hair on his knuckled and his palms and fingers were rough, but also gentle? Weird, but oddly comforting to have them in his grasp. 

Serizawa's heart pounded as he felt Reigen's touch, Reigen's hands were soft and slender, he fingernails cut and trimmed short, he looked well

kept. 

"Come on Serizawa! We have to catch all of them and save them!" 

Reigen's hands lingered onto Serizawa's arms as he controlled and swayed them into catching a decent few. (You couldn't see them.)

"I- uh.. don't think we're catching any."

Serizawa's face burned up, his nose cheeks and ears covered in a thick gloss of a light pink. Serizawa was a darker man, so colors didn't show on his face all that much, Reigen couldn't make out what he was feeling but he did see that slight tinge of pink. 

He's so cute.

Reigen didn't care if they weren't catching any, he just wanted an excuse to hold his new friend.

Friends.

Reigen carefully maneuvered Serizawa's hands and guided them into his, staring at the palm of Serizawa's hand. "Nothing." His lips pursed as his eyebrows furrowed, blowing air out his lips to blow the hair out of his face. 

(What did you expect?)

"Ahh.. I'm sorry Reigen..next time?" 

What is he saying? 

Next time..? Did he really say next time..

.. maybe he's saying too much. 

He ruffled Reigen's hair, patting him. God his hair is so soft. The palms of his hands lingered onto his hair for too long. He immediately pulled away and diverted his eyes to stop staring at Reigen. He was pouting and his lips were red from the cold, so were his cheeks.

Reigen was blushing a bit.

Why did Serizawa stop the contact? I wanted to keep touching him. Gosh his hands are so soft. 

Please keep touching me.

"Serizawa?"

"Hm?" he looked down at Reigen, while Reigen stared at the apartment complex.

"Thanks."

"For?"

"You."

[orcelito]

Made it home safe 👍

Today is not a good day.

[bread-is-my-life]

Winter stainmight, winter stainmight! ❄️

Plus a comic

A silly headcanon of mine that is 100% canon/j is that Stain always has some spare pair of gloves with him ONLY because Toshi always forgets his 😭 I think after a while it will just become an ordinary thing for them. Just a small moment of Stain caring for Toshi hehehfd :3

[bbyboybucket]

Ik this ain’t supposed to be Bucky???? Cause this is NOTTTT Bucky Barnes, this is fuckin Barn Bucket

[direpunk]

this dude has been girlbossed by at least 10 women, children, and dolls multiple times. i like him a completely normal amount and do not spend a lot of time analyzing his character and rant about how much he means to me

[sunrizef1]

Not that I whole-heartedly believe this, but if it is true, we narrowly avoided a much worse timeline where James had kicked Logan this week and stuck Esteban in his place

[decaf-mother]

Why do people hate Ethan Winters???? The hell he went through for Mia in RE7??? The hell he went through for Rose in RE8?!? This man died like- the best father and husband ever. He looked out for his daughter and just fuck he loved her so much that it HURTS. He was gonna be there for her always if fucked up things didn't happen.

He's literally ideal marriage material. He's perfect. I need to hug him.

[lookingupatthesamemoon]

LATEST COMMISSION FROM @mubbletelescope !!! sooooo in love with it <3 such a perfect way to start december i am so full of love and glee <3

[goldkirk]

I would love to understand why my brain and body are desperate to not shower in the safety of my own home but perked up at the offer to go shower at the gym that’s full of people I don’t know and men who could pin me and locker rooms with open doorways and less control over cleanliness than I can get in my own apartment. Something something the years of swim practice and swim meet locker room showers being safe I guess?

[carcarrot]

FIRST SNOW OF THE YEAR!

[snippydippy]

Golden Boy's turn!