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pablitogavii · 1 year ago

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Best friends little sister Pt. 4

It was another EXHAUSTING week!! Faking it all in front of Pedri who really took a liking of Jacobo, Pablo who hated him more than any madridista and even my family who came into town for Ballon Dior..ugh fuck!

"How are you explaining your fake boyfriend why he's not your date tonight girl??" Masa teased cause she was the only one who knew the real truth..I was doing all this to get Pablo's reaction obviously!!! I turned the music up so nobody downstairs can hear it.

"He's technically a real boyfriend, you know that right???" I chuckle as she finished my makeup spraying some perfume onto my chest.

"Not the kind you let between your thighs!!!" she laughed loudly and I rolled my eyes looking in the mirror thinking of the last time I was intimate..it was with Pablo obviously..and it made my head spin..fuck I missed him!!!

"Shut up loca!!!" I push her and we both laugh dancing to the music until my mom called from downstairs wanting pictures..surely Pablo arrived too. I wondered what he might say when he sees me in this dress..it was looking stunningly perfect on my body.

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gaviragirls: she matching pablo's suit??🤔

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I walked down the stairs in my high heels and Pablo stood there utterly mesmerized..he looked at every curve on my body smiling when he saw my blushed face..damn why was my heart racing so much!??

Just as I was about to step off the last stair, I almost fell but Pablo caught me saying "careful pequeñita" while Masa giggled excusing herself and leaving home. Damn did I really fall straight into his arms!?

After a few pictures and me freaking out every time Pablo's arm wrapped around my waist, did I walk with my mom to the kitchen while we waited for the limo.

"Princesita mia..your heart aches for that boy" she said and I thought she was talking about Jacobo telling her to stop teasing me but then she held my hand and I looked at her gaze towards Gavi. I gulped..was I too obvious?

"Mom, that's Pedri's best friend..and I'm with Jacobo" Isay as she raised up my chin caressing my soft cheek .

"Jacobo is a good boy..very kind..but it doesn't matter what this tells you.." she touched my temple and then rested her hand on my heart "if this doesn't agree.." and then they called my name to join them.

"I love you mama" you say and she smiles nodding and watching as you left with the two boys for the ceremony.

I were sitting between them the whole night feeling Pablo's stare on me most of the times. He was shamelessly looking like I still belonged to him..it pissed me off..but it also made me wet underneath my dress.

"How's Jacobo?" he whispered during a break when Pedri went to grab some water and I rolled my eyes clenching my jaw in annoyance. He's playing with me on purpose but I wasn't gonna let him win!!!

"He's absolutely fine, thank you for asking!" I sass but Pablo was only encouraged to move closer resting his chin on my shoulder and whispering into my ear. I froze from that familiar manly scent and his warm breath.

"I'm sure he's fine..but what about you nena??? I know how your beautiful dark eyes sparkle..when you're satisfied" he whispered the last part under his breath and I fought an urge to moan..damn he was good at this!!!

"Hmm I love looking into your eyes so much..but my favorite is the way they shine just as you're about to cum..holding onto me tightly and begging..papi please don't let me go..hmm and I wouldn't..I wouldn't let you go for anything in the world cielo" the more he talked the wetter I got slowly closing my eyes and enjoying myself. When I heard the last part, I sobered up..I moved away from him.

"But you did let me go..remember?" you say and he pouted about to reach for your hand but you pulled away.

"Cielo..." he said but my eyes were once again becoming sad...I need to stop playing with him...I just end up hurt every time.

"No! I need to use the bathroom!!!" you say getting up and passing Pedri as Pablo followed after you.

"Where are you guys going??? It's starting again soon!!!" he said but Pablo said he needed to use a bathroom really quickly...he couldn't handle you crying again!!!

I came out and someone grabbed me and glued me against the wall...I knew who it was...and I refused to look up into his eyes. I was so tired of all of this...I keep lying...and I just want him to let me go now!!!

"Please...don't touch me...let me go Pablo...stop playing with me finally!!!" I screamed not caring where I was and his hand covered my moth as he rested his forehead against mine.

"Do you really think I like this!!? Seeing you with that idiot when you're meant to be mine!!? You purposefully sitting on his lap when I'm there...but not even commenting on your pictures together!!! Stop doing this to me cielo...please" he whispered the last part removing his hand and holding my chin instead.

"What do you want!??" I say feeling his lips on my cheek as his hand moved down my dress into a slit on my thigh...I felt a shiver move down my spine...his touch felt so familiar, so right and I didn't have the strenght to stop him.

"You cielo...only you...fuck!!! You're drenched!!! Let me hear you moan my name one last time preciosa..I know how much I make you lose control..." he started massaging circles around your clothed clit and you moved closer whimpering into his ear until finally you weren't able to hold it any more.

"P..Pablo" you moaned throwing your head back but he caught it in his big hand before you could hit the wall smiling while kissing your forehead. You heard the audience applaud pulling away as you both rushed knowing you were just late to one of the most exclusive events in history!!!

When Pablo won something in me melted and tear left my eyes...despite everything I was so proud of him. The entire time he spoke he was looking straight at me smiling when he saw me crying happily.

While waiting for Pedri, Pablo took my hand and us two danced in the middle of the parking lot like two idiots laughing like it was the very first time we met...I missed this...missed him.

"Congrats on the award...i always knew you were amazing" I said afterwards and he stopped moving snaking his arms around my waist and pulling me closer.

"Please forgive me..I'll explain everything" he said looking straight into my eyes and I don't know why but I believed him...I wanted to believe him remembering my mom's words...Pablo is the only one my heart aches for.

There was no second guessing in what came next. I moved closer and kissed his lips as he held me tightly in his arms...this was right...this is where I belong!!!

After the event, you came back home never happier only to find Jacobo in your room with a grim expression on his face. Well, fuck!!!

pablogavi

Ballon D'ior Ceremony

Thank you for everything @ballondior ❤️❤️❤️

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pedri: congrats hermano! i swear she cried when you won 😂😂😂

y.n.gonzalez: I did not!!!

pablogavi: I saw you did pequeñita!!!

gavirafans: look at them!!!😍😍😍

gavi.pablo: it's clear she's happier with you !

gavithebest: say bye bye @jacobo_bru 😂😂😂

aurorapaezg: I love the dress 😍😍😍

y.n.gonzalez: thank you💗💗💗

"Jacobo, it's really late...and I am..." I couldn't even finish the sentence as he was already throwing a phone into my face.

"Tired!!? Sure you are! Hooking up with Pablo Gavi!!!" I almost choked when I saw what's on the screen. It was an older picture...but it was me and Pablo kissing behind the bleachers...it was after El Classico when I wore his shirt. What the fuck!!! Who took this picture!???

Pedri heard Jacobo from his room clenching his fists and rushing to Pablo's house. Never before did he doubt, but now he was aching for a fight if it was true!!!

"Where did you get this picture???" you ask but Jacobo was in no mood to explain grabbing his phone rather roughly.

"I should have known!!! I asked you if you ever had anything with Pablo Gavi and you lied to my face!!! It makes sense what people online are saying!!!" he was yelling and I trembled really wanting him to just leave at this point.

"He's my brother's best friend, so I couldn't say anything about it but we ended things when I got into a relationship with you" I said trying to defuse the situation.

"Some relationship this is! You won't even let me touch you!! And Pablo Gavi surely already did that!!!" he was starting to get closer and I didn't feel good about it...no I felt uncomfortable...nervous...scared.

Meanwhile, Pedri was banging on Pablo's door being met by half asleep Aurora asking if everything is alright. He rushed inside as Pablo came down the stairs in his pajamas and messy hair.

"We need to talk!" he said and Pablo led him upstairs into his room while his sister retreated back to sleep.

"What happened hermano???" Pablo asked as Pedri sat down running his hadn't nervously through his hair.

"Jacobo and Y/n are fighting...over you" he said and Pablo nodded being patient to see what made his friend came all the way over here...but more importantly he disliked that Pedri left you alone with that idiot!!!

"I'll only say this once Gavi, she's my sister...she's off limits" Pedri spoke calmly although Pablo could tell he was just ready to explode...this was not the right moment for truth...so he did only thing he could...he lied.

"I would never do anything to hurt you or Y/n hermano..." was all Pablo said hating himself internally although it was partially true. He never wanted to hurt Pedri but what he felt for me was undeniable...something he couldn't let go off even when he tried pushing me away.

"Bueno. I should go back then..." just as he said that his phone rang and I was on the other line crying.

"I'm going to kill that son of a bitch!!!" Pedri yelled telling Pablo what happened as they both went back seeing me crying in the corner of my room with a prominent bruise on my cheek.

"How did this happen hermana???" he asked while Pablo sat on the floor applying ice pack onto my cheek as I held his hand.

"He came closer and when I tried to push him off he pushed me and I fell and hit the nightstand...I just saw blood on my hand and called you" I explained crying in Pablo's arms while Pedri was ready to hunt Jacobo down in that moment.

My parents came back from their dinner and I begged Pedri to tell them while I get decent before coming down. He left and Pablo stayed helping me to the bathroom. WhenI was finally alone, I hugged him tightly crying into his chest while he held my head against him reassuring me that everything will be fine.

"I know about the picture Pablo..." I whisper looking up at his surprised eyes as we both knew this will sooner or later have to come out scared of the outcome.

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hockeyboysimagines · 24 days ago

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Love so sweet

Chapter 2

Warnings: Language, Angst, implied sex.

Chapter 2! Hopefully you guys like this as much as Chapter 1🤍

“Excuse me could you like get out of my way?”

Tabitha whipped around ready to tweak out on someone when she came face to face with Cole, and broke out in a smile instead. She let out a breath of relief, both because she was bursting with happier see him, and because it meant she wouldn’t have to cause a scene in public. Breakups put her in a foul mood and that usually meant some poor soul suffered because of it.

“Hi stranger.” She said accepting his hug. He gave her a squeeze and pulled back to look at her, hands still braced on her arms.

“How are you? I heard you guys broke up…again.” He said with a chuckle

She nodded, hands coming up to hold him by the elbows “What else is new right?”

“True.” He sighed and let go of her, and walking along side her as she continued to shop “You doing okay? We haven’t seen you in a bit.”

It was true. The last week or so had been especially tumultuous between she and Arber, and seeing them unfortunately hadn’t been in the cards. That was one of the worst parts of the constant fighting if she was being honest. She loved his teammates and his friends and most of all his family, but they were exactly that. His teammates, his friends, his family. Not hers. And if they really did ever break up for good she would have to expect to lose them as a part of her life.

But for now, she was fairly certain this was another temporary one.

At least she hoped. This breakup had been rough on both of them and she’d said a lot of things she didn’t mean, and thrown some accusations she couldn’t take back. She hoped Arber knew that she didn’t actually mean them, and it was something she said while in a heightened state, but it wasn’t an excuse. Her emotions felt out of control sometimes and she often said or did things she didn’t mean. At some point she had to pull herself together and start looking at things more level headed.

Maybe she needed therapy.

She nodded and tossed something in her cart “I’m okay I guess. Just been a rough week.”

“Tell me about it. He’s been a mess.”

She frowned “What’s that mean?”

“He just hasn’t been himself. Like more than normal. I hate when you guys fight.” He said frowning at her.

She sighed and nodded “That makes two of us.”

He picked something off a shelf and chucked it in her cart with a shrug “We may as well shop together. Let me tell you about your boyfriend.”

“He’s not my boyfriend anymore. Fuck this” she said air quoting, as Cole rolled his eyes and made a face “His words not mine.” She finished with a shrug.

“I know they are but you know that’s not for real right? I don’t get what you guys even fight about.”

“Everything basically anymore.” She said offhandedly “Something new to fight about everyday. This one was my fault though.”

“What happened anyways?”

“I-“ she said with a pause “Someone told me that Arber got some girls number when you guys went out the other night when I was working. I just kinda freaked out and here we are.”

“I see. He didn’t, just by the way. I’d tell you if he did.”

“I know that now. Unfortunately I didn’t ask before I yelled at him. Something I’ll have to remember for next time. Oops.” She felt a little embarrassed and glanced at Cole but he wasn’t judging her.

“I get it. But I can promise you he wouldn’t do that. You know that right? Arbers not like that.”

She nodded as they turned the aisle “I do but for some reason I keep doubting it. Maybe I’m crazy. Or maybe I’m just a bitch.” She said with a shrug.

“Nooooo your not.” Cole said with a small smile “I can see your hurting, and it’s any consolation he’s not doing any better. Seems sad.”

“It should make me feel better, but I don’t want him to be sad over me. I just want things to get better.”

Cole smiled a little and bumped her shoulder “And that’s why your so great. You gotta fix things though. Because he’s on the verge of committing a crime out on the ice.”

She laughed and rolled her eyes “He’s always on the verge of committing a crime on the ice. It’s adorable.” She said with a dreamy smile and then coughed to cover it up.

“See?” He said turning to her with a grin “That’s why you guys are perfect for eachother. Kirby asked him where you’ve been the other day and I thought he was going to punch him.”

“He would never punch Kirby.”

“Maybe not but he wanted to. You miss him?”

“Of course I miss him Cole. But if he wants to break up then it is what it is. I can’t make him change his mind. It’s not that simple.”

Cole was shaking his head “You could. All you have to do is call him.”

He was right. It didn’t take a lot to get Arber back and vice versa. Usually just a text or a phone call or even just showing up at his apartment did the job but she was always afraid to reach out just in case it was really over. She couldn’t take it if he told her it was the end, so she usually let him reach out unless she was feeling particularly brave.

As they made their way to checkout Cole updated her on the rest of the guys and how they were doing “They miss you. We went out the other day and they were hoping you’d come out with him. We didn’t know you guys were fighting though.”

“I heard. He was at my house.”

“I knew it!” He said pointing at her “ I knew he was there. He only cancels plans when he’s with you, and he hates going out. He said going out with you gives him anxiety.”

Tabitha chuckled “Yeah talk about him committing a crime.”

They chatted while they checked out and made their way out to the car.

He helped her load her stuff and turned to her, shutting her trunk.

“It was so good to see you.” Cole said as he hugged her, eyes closing and gave her an extra squeeze “Don’t be a stranger okay? Were your friends too.”

She felt her eyes start to water and blinked them away with a nod “I know. I will. Promise.”

He nodded and turned away but paused and glanced over his shoulder “I’ll tell him you said hello. Okay?”

She nodded, unable to speak and gave him a wave and slipped into her car just as tears rolled down her cheeks.

She hated this. She sniffled in the front seat and watched Cole back out and leave the lot as she collected herself. Her route back home took her directly past Arber’s apartment building, and she purposely looked straight ahead. She was always afraid during a breakup that she would drive by and see him with another girl, which was silly because she knew he was most likely with the guys or sulking in the living room.

She let out a breath she didn’t know she’d been holding in as she made it through the light and the building disappeared from her view.

***********

“I saw Tabitha at the grocery store.” Cole said off handedly in the dressing room.

Arber paused and half turned “Yeah? And how was that.”

“She said she was so relieved you guys broke up because she’s always wanted to date me.”

“Haaaaaa.” He said making a face “Very funny.”

“I thought so. She misses you.” He said quietly.

Arber nodded “I know. She okay?”

He nodded “She says she is. She told me to tell you hello.”

He sighed and ran a hand over his face and shook his head “Did she say anything else?”

“Like what? Like she wants you to go to her apartment after practice and get her back?”

He rolled his eyes as Cole continued “If I say yes will you do it?”

“It’s not that simple.”

Cole cracked a smile and let out a huff “Funny she said the same thing. You two are wild man. If you can sit there and tell me that you don’t miss her then I’ll shutup.”

Arber shrugged “Of course I miss her. I don’t like fighting with her.”

“Then get it together and go fix it you idiot.”

“Don’t call me an idiot-“

“Then don’t act like one.” Cole said with a shrug “You miss her, go get her back. You know how easy it is.”

“What’s easy?” Slaf said sitting down next to him.

“Arber and Tabitha broke up.” Cole said eyeing him with a small smirk “But he’s going to go get her back right?”

“Again?” Kirby asked pulling off his helmet off “Why now?”

“Maybe you guys should just break up for good.” Nick said.

Kirby, who was closest, slapped his helmet out of his hand “Take that back. He can’t break up with Tabitha. We like her too much.”

“I agree, but this fighting can’t be healthy.”

Arber didn’t say anything while he listened to the the guys talk about him like he wasn’t there.

He hadn’t expected his teammates to take to Tabitha the way they did, and almost instantly. In a very short time they were always bugging him about bringing her along when he went places with them. She was so good with them, and so easy to talk to. They were a good group, and always respectful, but they could be silly and joke with Tabitha and she gave it right back. She could be one of the guys, and in the next minute be the picture of femininity. They loved her, and she loved them and the constant fighting put a wedge between that each time. It made him feel bad.

He kept most of the fighting and breakups to himself when it came to his parents. They had thankfully always been on good terms when they came to visit or when she came to visit and they had fallen in love with her maybe faster than he had. They raved about her night and day to anyone who would stand still long enough, always requesting she be available when they FaceTimed him. She had fit so seamlessly into his life it felt strange when she wasn’t there.

He hated it.

He didn’t say much for the rest of practice and as he left. He heard the guys calling him but he just wanted to go home and pity himself so he waved them off and made his way home.

He thought back to the first time he ever saw her.

The bar was loud and packed and all he wanted to do was go home.

He was tired, his knuckles hurt from the fight he’d been in, and the headache was unlike any other he’d experienced, but he’d been roped into coming out with them to celebrate the win. He was thinking about the best way to plan his exit when he glanced up to find a girl staring at him from across the bar.

He was fairly sure someone was talking to him but heard nothing.

She was beautiful, the prettiest girl he’d ever seen without question, but there was something else about her. Whatever it was, it had him up and out of his chair and making his way across the bar. The closer he got, the more he wished he hadn’t taken a single step but it was too late to back out now. If there was one thing Arber was not, it was easily intimidated, and yet here he was with sweaty hands and something that could only be described as nerves settling in his stomach.

And then she smiled at him.

“Hi.” She said leaning forward on the bar, as he came to stop next to her.

“Hi.”

“I’m Tabitha.” She extended a hand and grasped his, fingers stroking against his in the most pleasurable way.

“I’m Arber.”

“Arber? That’s not a name you hear everyday.”

He chuckled and leaned against the bar top, feeling a little more at ease “Tell me about it. You should hear my last name.”

She smiled “Tell me.”

But he shook his head “No. I’m gonna write it down and I want you to say it.”

He wrote his last name down on a napkin and slid it over to her so she could see it.

“Xhekaj?” She asked glancing at him.

His mouth fell open “You can pronounce that?”

“Yeah? It’s Albanian right?”

“Arbs what-Oh hi?” Cole was standing behind him and smiled at her but then turned back to Arber “Why are you writing your last name?”

“He didn’t think I’d be able to pronounce it.”

Arber turned and looked at him “She said it right on the first try.”

Cole’s mouth fell open “No shit? Are you Albanian?”

“No.” She said with a small laugh and a headshake “I just happen to watch a lot of Habs games at work.”

“Work” ended up being a sports bar and restaurant downtown, and Tabitha tore up his world like wildfire from that point on. Before he knew it she had poured like water into every facet of his life. Her love was overwhelming and smothering sometimes and in the very early months of their relationship he was so infatuated with her he didn’t know his left from his right. He’d felt feelings for girls before but never like this. Tabitha had become everything to him in a very short amount of time, and when his feelings that normally died down a bit didn’t change for her after 3 months he knew she was the one.

And everyone else knew it too, except maybe Tabitha herself.

Even with the way things were, if he could go back to that night he would still get up and approach her every single time. She had made his life better even with the fighting.

As a last resort he called his mom. She was the best listener he knew. She was privy to some of the fighting but not all of it. She had always tried to help him see things from Tabitha’s perspective as well as his own, and that helped sometimes. He never realized how things were for her until someone else told him and that made him feel stupid. He’d just assumed she was as blissfully happy all the time as he was and never thought for a minute that she could be struggling with outside influences polluting her brain. He felt like an ass and had promptly driven to her apartment with flowers, apologized and never forgot what his mom had said after that. The conversation was much the same this time. His mom agreed, that she hadn’t raised a cheater because of she had he wouldn’t be alive, but that you start to believe things when you hear them enough times. It made sense to him, but she also reinforced that he didn’t do anything wrong this time, which he knew of course and Tabitha probably did too. Things had clearly gotten lost in translation and out of hand. But she said it could be fixed. They talked for a while until she hung up, encouraging him to go talk to her and make things right.

He huffed and checked the time, before heaving himself up and grabbing his keys.

Arber had a strict rule of never listening to any of his teammates and their dumb ideas, but hearing his mom say it was more convincing which is how he found himself a short while later following Cole’s suggestion as he made his way down Tabitha’s street. Her porch light was on and her car was parked out front. He hadn’t expected her to be anywhere else, and even though he felt a little bad but he was also relieved to find that she was home. Though he’d said last night he could go out and pick up some girl, which he could, it would be a lot easier for her to do it. And if that happened, then he’d have to have to hurt someone. It was a lose lose.

He knocked three times and leaned on the doorframe with a small sigh, but also some relief. This was usually when things got better rather than worse, and he was glad that it was heading in that direction, hopeful she was in a good mood on the other side of the door. He could hear her shuffling around, and she looked surprised when she appeared and found him standing there. But she smiled apprehensively “Hi.”

“Hey.”

“What are you doing here?”

He shrugged and smiled at her “Just thought maybe I wanted to see you is all.”

Her cheeks turned pink and she took a step back allowing him to walk past her inside. He sat on the sofa and looked at her expectantly as she hovered between the couch and the door.

“Come sit.” He said patting the spot next to him. When she did he reached forward and gripped her hand.

“Tabitha. Can we stop this please.”

She nodded and gave his hand a squeeze “I hate fighting with you Arber. It hurts more every time.”

“Then let’s just stop fighting. We fight over the dumbest stuff. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, I am not cheating on you. I have no intentions of cheating, it never even crossed my mind. I love you okay?”

She nodded as he continued “You've got to stop listening to other people and just ask me. Whoever is telling you that stuff is full of shit. Do you think if I was cheating on you my teammates would want me to be bringing you around all the time?”

She shrugged and looked at her lap “No.” she said quietly.

“And do you think that I would even be with you if I was out fucking around. I would just be out doing that while I was single. Come on. You know me better than that.”

She nodded “I know. I just feel so anxious all the time.”

“About?” He said leaning forward.

“That you might find someone better.”

“No.” He said with a smile and a shake of his head “I couldn’t even if I wanted to, which I don’t. I’ve told you this so many times and it hurts my feelings sometimes that you don’t believe me. I’m not trying to gaslight you, but I try so hard and I feel like it’s all pointless. I don’t know what else I can do for you Tabitha but if there’s something, tell me what it is and I’ll do it.”

Her lip trembled and she squeezed his hand “I love you.”

“I love you too. Come here.” He patted his knee and waited till she was situated before he rested a large hand on her knee “I’m not saying we’re never going to fight because we will. But in situations like this can you promise to at least talk to me before you rip my head off? If something bothering you just tell me what it is. Okay?”

She sniffled and nodded “Okay. I promise.” She leaned a head on his shoulder.

“Do you feel better? Not mad at me anymore?”

“I feel better.”

“Cuz if your still mad and you wanna take it out on me a little I’m game.”

She looked up and snorted out a laugh “I don’t wanna hurt you or anything.”

He held up a fist and smiled “You know I can take a punch.”

She rolled her eyes and wiped away the mascara from under them as he leaned forward and kissed her cheek “If I give you-“ he glanced at the clock “A half hour, think you can be ready to go out to dinner?”

She shrugged “Sure. I just have to fix my face a little.”

“Makeup.” He corrected “There’s nothing wrong with your face.”

“Okay I have to fix my makeup and change. Unless it’s acceptable to wear pajamas whenever it is we’re going.”

“It is not. You will also not be wearing those pajamas when we return home.”

************

Arber felt so much better in the following days, and it was reflected to everyone he knew. He was a little lighter, more talkative and smiled wider which is how the guys knew things were back to normal.

“So things are good again?” Slaf asked as they watched drills during practice.

“Yeah. Much better.”

“Good. Stop fighting. It’s dumb and you’re no fun when your fighting with her.”

“You definitely should fight with her when we play rivalry teams though. Just sayin.” Kirby said from his left.

“No I don’t think that I should. I’m not sure anyone’s ever been arrested for committing crimes on the ice and I don’t want to be the first. Imagine having to explain that to my mom.”

“Tabitha would bail your dumbass out.” Slaf said with a chuckle.

“No she wouldn’t. She’d commit another crime against whoever he committed one against. And then we’d have to alternate weekend visits. Like children of divorce.”

Arber chuckled “Well don’t worry. No divorce here. At least not today.”

*************

“So. Back with…him I see?” Jessica asked cooley, eyeing Tabitha over the table.

She rolled her eyes “Yes. I don’t want to hear it.”

“I wasn’t going to say-“

“You were. You always have something to say about me and Arber and I’ve heard it all before. So save your breath.”

“You know Tabitha. We’re just looking out for you.”

At first she’d really believed it. She really felt like her friends wanted her to be done with a ther because it was in her best interests. But now she felt like they nagged her about him all the time and it was getting real old real fast.

It was constant.

If they were complaining about them together, they were complaining about Arber himself and if they weren’t doing that they were fueling her paranoia about the rumors by adding to them. I heard Arber did this, I heard Arber did that blah blah blah. Tabitha was over it in a big way. She found herself hanging out with them less and less. They had noticed this of course and then claimed that he was “isolating” her because he was this big evil monster that had taken over her life and her happiness. But really it was just because they were awful. She could understand them not liking Arber at first. That first breakup followed a huge blowup of epic proportions that made Tabitha ugly cry for days. Understandable how they would be weary of him after that, and he agreed they had every right to feel that way. But it had been over a year now and they hadn’t even thought about giving him another chance. If they had, they would see that Tabitha was at fault for half of not more of their breakups and arguments. She’d tried her best to rehab his image, and he had at first too but finally he said he wasn’t going to try and make peace with people who didn’t want to make peace.

It just wouldn’t be worth it.

She’d even arranged “accidental” encounters put at the bar and still no such luck. They avoided Arber like the plague and he did the same to them. So Tabitha was left somewhere in the middle. It was funny though, that her friends couldn’t stop saying terrible things about Arber and he never brought them up unless she talked about them. Sometimes made her wonder who was really the terrible one in her life.

They didn’t say much else, and neither did Tabitha but she excused herself earlier than she needed to, so she could pick up Arber while her car was in The shop getting new tires.

She sat in the parking spot drinking her nails on the steering wheel, and ran her fingers over the cool leather with a small sigh.

She felt so much better now that things with Arber had settled and her stupid friends had ruined it. She always felt, no matter how things were with him, that the disappointment of her friends ruined every good patch. They made her feel so shitty about her relationship with him, even when things were fine. Their tone was always dripping in disappointment when they talked about him which was often.

It was mentally exhausting having to play middle man between them.

She did know however she felt much more mentally exhausted having to shield herself from their disappointment than it was to be with Arber.

She shook her head and looked at the clock. Arber would be home in 30 minutes.

That would make everything better.

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bubbles-for-all-of-us · 1 year ago

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what would carmy do for y/n’s birthday??

*doesn’t have to pertain to the series you wrote for him

Birthday girl

Oh, he would go all out. I just think he would be so excited to treat you like a queen. Because you usually grumble about him getting you things or paying for your stuff. So this is his time to shine and, believe me, my boy is not holding back.

He wakes up at like 3 am. Kisses your forehead a couple of times before carefully slipping out of bed. Even if he would love nothing more but to hold you for the rest of the night. After closing the door to the bedroom he quickly throws on a pair of joggers before walking to his car to pick up all the goodies he had stashed there so you wouldn't see them.

Carmen starts blowing up balloons in your favorite colors, hanging and throwing them all around the apartment. Hanging up a garland that says happy birthday, boo. Moving to scatter the fake light candles too - safety first. Then comes the flowers and honestly trust him to know your favorite ones and it's not just one bouquet. Oh, no, you no longer have free vases when he's done putting them all around. He moves to frosting your birthday cake, that he had made a night before. It's heart-shaped because you are his heart and he loves you, and he loves being this cliche with you. The last addition would be him blowing up those helium balloons and sticking pictures of you two to the strings and he's quietly bringing them into the bedroom and placing them all around the bed.

When the time hits about 9 am he would slowly wake you up with soft kisses. No rush. But he also can't hold himself back from kissing you all over. And man, he's tired and would love to nap but the desire to watch you see all that he has done is way beyond that. You blink a couple of times, a lazy smile on your face as you nuzzle into Carmen. "Morning, birthday girl", he says quietly and you finally open your eyes to look at him. Just your attention is stolen by the pastel color balloons and the pictures. You let out a gasp, "Did you... did you do this?", you sit up, covering your naked body with the sheets as you reach for the string closest to you. Carmen only hums, fingers brushing against your naked skin. "Am I still dreaming or...", you rub your eyes, trying to shake the sleep away. "No, my lungs went through that", Carmen jokes, this happy fluster taking over his lower belly.

"That's us in Italy", you mutter reaching for another picture, biting your lip as your eyes get hazy. You turn to your boyfriend biting your lip so you wouldn't start sobbing. "Oh, love", he breathes out sitting up properly so he could wrap you up in his arms. "You're so freaking sweet", you inhale sharply, "When did you do this?", "While you slept", and suddenly his messy hair and tired eyes make so much sense. "Carmen...", you breathe out, "You didn't have to lose sleep over this". Leaning closer you brush your lips over his a couple of times and Carmen returns the gesture eagerly, "Well, I wanted to. Now put my shirt on, this is not everything".

You give him a confused look, "But I haven't even looked through all the pictures", you say, reaching for another string. "You'll do that later. Now close your eyes", You barely managed to pull his hoodie over your body before he gently pressed his palm over your eyes as he led you out into the living room. "Berzatto, what have you been up to?", you ask him, sensing the freshly baked pastries and a whole English breakfast. But he says nothing only counts to three and drops his palm. And there, right in front of you is everything that he's been crafting for hours prior. A cake on a table that's surrounded by presents and cards. Balloons. Flowers. A record player that's very softly played an old cover of Happy Birthday.

Your hand clasps your mouth. You just stand there. Looking at it all. And for a moment Carmen starts getting worried. Maybe you hate it? Maybe he got your favorite flowers wrong? Is it the cake? Did he do too much? Too little? But then you practically launch into him as a sob slips past your lips. "Carm", you breathe out, hiccuping. "Baby, you're not supposed to be crying, now", Carmen mutters, trying to see your face. "But... this is so... no one has ever done something like this", you say through the tears as you hug him as tightly as you possibly can. Carmen lets out a relieved chuckle, reaching for your thighs so he can lift you. You don't protest as you wrap your legs around his torso.

"You're out of your mind", you breathe out into the crook of his neck. "Only the best for my girl", Carmen states proudly, "You want to look through all of it?" But you just cling to him tighter. Still in absolute shock and disbelief. Yet full of so much love. "You're the best", you pull away cupping his face. Carmen only smiles at you, "You deserve to be treated like a queen. You're the love of my life". You rest your forehead onto his, "I love you even without all of this, you do know that?", you question, "Bab, I don't doubt it. But it's your birthday and I want to make it special", Carmen nuzzles his nose against yours. "You're still absolutely insane for doing all of this, Berzatto", you sigh looking around.

#carmen berzatto imagine #carmen berzatto x you #carmen berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto #carmy berzatto x reader #carmy berzatto #carmy berzatto imagine #carmy berzatto x you #carmy the bear #the bear imagine #the bear x reader #the bear x you

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 1 year ago

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AITA for not inviting one friend to an event he wanted to go to when I invited other friends?

Sorry for how long this is and how very high-school-drama it is. A friend of mine (A, mid 20s like everyone in this story) had a boyfriend (B) that I, and most of our friend group, really didn't like. B was just a generally difficult person to get along with. He was obnoxious and generally kind of annoying, but A liked him and so we were all polite. I ended up qhaving to spend a LOT of time with B, and it was very draining, but I wasn't willing to start drama that might hurt A and no one else in the entire friend group wanted to say anything either. I did my best to be a good host and a good friend when needed.

After a while, a lot of us moved from our college town to the same area, including A, but not B. I was a bit relieved because it meant I would stop having to spend time with B. A's best friend (C) also really hated B, and my roommate (D) even told me that B wouldn't be allowed in our house, because enough was enough and B was just so unpleasant. C told me she had a plan to talk to A about how bad B was, and I, along with D and the entire friend group, were content to leave the matter to C, who again is A's best friend.

Then there was this big event in town. I had always wanted to go since I was young but never been able to, and I was very open about how big of a deal it was and how much I really wanted to go. It was something very personal to me, and I was very excited. I'd never thought C liked me very much, but when I started to plan a group for the event, she and I spent a while talking over snapchat voice messages (and I didn't save any of them, which I regret) about how excited we were, how she understood I wouldn't want to spend time with B (who was already planning to visit town to go to the event with A), and she totally still had that plan to sit A down and explain why B was not a great person to be around and making A's life harder.

I sent a message into a group chat that A, C, and D along with other friends were in, asking who wanted to go to the event. I knew A didn't use the chat often, but still. I then added everyone who said yes (C and D and some others) as well as some other friends of mine that A, C, and D didn't know well to a more focused group chat to plan the get together. Everyone could see who had been added, and C and D and a few others explicitly knew I didn't want to invite B, and that A would be going with B. Therefore, I hadn't added A to the chat. A could have seen the message in the big chat, and I suppose I could have made more of an effort to reach out - but I didn't want to go with B, they were a package deal, and everyone seemed fine with this.

The night before the event, I spent the night at a friend's house (E) and in the morning she dropped me off to explicitly go get brunch with C as well as some other friends in that group, that she admitted I wasn't really invited to. I was fine with this as it's a bit of a big group, and I know I am not invited to every get together. That's the way it is! People split into their own smaller groups a lot.

When it came to the actual event, nearly everyone who agreed to go dropped out at the last second from the friend group that held A, C, D, and E. The people who went were mostly just a few friends of mine that the big friend group didn't know. I was a little hurt that everyone hung out together and then decided to drop out of something I was so excited about, but also, I'm an adult, it happens, I move on.

At the event, which was H U G E (thousands and thousands of people), we happen to run into A and B. They knew a few of my friends with me, but not well, since most of the mutual friends had dropped due to things like headaches and other genuinely good reasons. It was a bit awkward, but my friends and I were headed somewhere, we said hi and waved goodbye, I figured that was that.

After the event was over, C FREAKED OUT. She said I'd hurt A very badly, that I should have told A I didn't like B because "A thought you and he were friends but I guess not", that I'd been a bad friend and just stuff like that. I was a bit blindsided, since I'd been very open with C and she'd been very supportive of my extreme discomfort around B and not wanting to deal with him during an event that was very important to me. She even knew I wasn't inviting A and B and was okay with it, and had explicitly told me I didn't need to talk to A about B because she would.

That would have been bad enough, but everyone took C's side. D told me that I should have just sucked up B's company or told A (when she herself had banned B from our house but not TOLD A or B this), E told me C was overreacting but I was still in the wrong, and others were like "oh we didn't know you weren't inviting A and you should have talked to him" when all of them had been silent as long as I had and everyone had known who I was inviting to go with me. It hurt very badly - that I hadn't invited One Person to One Event (when A had regular dinner get togethers with a bunch of the group I'd never been invited to, that kind of thing, and I'd been explicitly dropped off early in the morning, out of the way, so my friends could spend time together without me. Which was fine, but, hypocrisy????) and everyone had been on the same page, until A decided his feelings were hurt and everyone needed someone else to blame.

I figured - well, this hurts, but it'll blow over. I'm going to be an adult and not make a fuss.

It's been over a year.

C never dropped her vendetta against me. A quietly left the group chat - he's never once talked to me about what happened, and the few times I've seen him at parties we've had very normal catching-up conversations. I made an effort to invite him to some parties and such I threw but he never came, but oh well. C, though, stuck around - replies to me in group chats, seems normal around me in person, but apparently has been bitching about me for over a year. One time I invited A to a big party I was planning and C texted "are you really trying to be his friend again?" I replied "That's up to him - I would like to see him, but I don't want to infringe on his boundaries." Since A was the one who quietly distanced himself without saying anything, I wanted to let him know he was welcome but not bug him.

C has since made every effort to exclude me from everything, even so far as taking over a party yet another friend and I had talked about and I explicitly said I couldn't wait for in front of C, and changing it so she'd host it herself and invite everyone except me, including friends she barely even knew who I lived with. I was hurt - but, like, karma, I suppose, so it was fine. But even after all this time of me trying to take the high ground, the friend group still thinks I was in the wrong. They keep telling me they're tired of this drama, that it's annoying I won't go to events when C is there (it's bc C hates me and complains when I show up so,,, why would I come, I would rather people have a good time without me than make it harder for them by coming), and I need to "suck it up and apologize" because "when your friend has a shitty boyfriend you don't say anything and you deal" or "you should have said something to A" (even though everyone else openly hated B like I did, except never told A or B). A and B have long since broken up and everyone's happy about this, because none of us liked B.

It just hurts knowing that C has been talking shit about me for over a year, that I lost A as a friend, and all my friends think I'm childish and passive aggressive for not apologizing for this. I suppose I could have made more of an effort to invite A, or talked to him about how B made me really uncomfortable, but I was only following the example of everyone else. I'm still being told I was, and am, in the wrong. I'm an adult, and I don't want to spend time with people who make me uncomfortable. I shouldn't have to apologize for that, right?

TL;DR: I didn't invite one friend to one event because his boyfriend made me super uncomfortable. Everyone (who all regularly don't invite the whole group to things) knew my plans to not see the boyfriend, until my one friend got sad and now everyone blames me. AITA?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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slut4megantheestallion · 1 year ago

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"Tag you're it/part 2"

Billy loomis x stu macher x black!fem reader

For the past weeks, Y/n still couldn't stop thinking about what happened between Billy and stu. Y/n wanted to hate it but she couldn't it was just to good handle, The way she sucked on Billy's cock and how stu was pounding into her from the back it was so good. But the guilt was eating her alive because there were both killers and were a part of the Ghostface killing, and they were both dating Sidney and Tatum. Y/n felt guilty she couldn't be fooling around with her best friends boyfriends it wasn't right.

At school, Billy and stu would follow Y/n everywhere she went, what class she was in, and what period she was in. Y/n knew about them following her, so she started hanging around with Sidney and Tatum a lot more. Y/n would be on the phone with Sidney talking about how Billy got arrested for being Ghostface, but somehow Ghostface called her and how she got the wrong guy. Y/N wanted to tell her that everything was okay, but how can she tell her everything is OK when she's sleeping with her murderous boyfriend and his murderous best friend.

Before Billy went over to Sidney's house since she was attacked in her own home, he came over to my place to... 'talk'. Let's just say there was less talking and no clothes involved. Y/n wanted to stop, but she couldn't she was just attracted to Billy and stu. Later, after school, Y/n to a local video store where Randy worked.

"Hey randy." Y/n said as she walked up to randy.

Randy was rearranging some movie tapes as he looked up at Y/n. Randy had a little crush on Y/n when she first moved to Woodsboro. He like how she a horror movie freak like he was,, Randy wanted ask her out but he saw Y/n mostly hang out with Billy and stu so he thought that he wouldn't stand a chance.

"What's up Y/n, what brings you here?" Randy said

" uhmm, I came here to say 'hi' and for some movies to watch and pay for." Y/n said with a smile, but deep down, she felt like someone was watching her.

"Yeah, also if you find a movie, it's on the house you don't have to pay." Randy said as he smiled at Y/n.

"Thank you, randy your the best." Y/n said as left, looking around for some movies. Y/n looked around, but she felt someone following her she turned around, but no one was there. "Cmon y/n no one is following you get it together." Y/n said to herself as she got a little scared she turned around and jumped a little to see Billy and stu right in front of her.

"Hello, Y/n." Billy said as he smirked at Y/n as Stu smiled at Y/n. "Can you guys stop following me it's creepy." Y/n whispered a bit irritatingly.

"But stalking you is so much fun." Stu said as he giggles making Y/n rolled her eyes.

"Cmon y/n, don't be rude, after all the fun we had last night." Billy whispers in Y/n's ear, making her shudder and a bit horny.

" That was one time, and I would never do it again." Y/n said

" Really? You know lying is a sin, Y/n. You know you want to do it again and again just to make us satisfied and, most importantly, to make you satisfied." Billy said, looking deeply in Y/n's eyes.

"Plus, you moaning our names was so fucking hot, I jerk off to it every night." Stu said as wraps his arms around Y/n making her roll her eyes as Billy and stu smile at her being irritated... oh, how they love Y/n.

" and we want to play with you again." Stu whispers in Y/n's ear as he kisses the tip of her ear. " No, I'm not playing with you guys.. seriously, you both just need to leave me the hell alone." Y/n said as she got out of stu's grasp and just walked away, but Billy and stu followed her and caught up with her.

" cmon, y/n, we can't play with each other? I mean, we're friends." Stu said.

" friends don't stalk each other, kill other people, and psychotic fucks who can't keep their dicks in their pants." Y/n said as she tries to ignore them.

"I should've called the police the minute you guys showed to my house." Y/n said.

" But you didn't which tells us that you don't want us to go to jail do you?" Billy says making Y/n stop in her tracks, apart of what Billy said was true she didn't want them to go to jail. Billy and stu smiled at each other knowing that y/n didn't want to turn them in.

" What's the matter princess, cat got your tongue?" Billy chuckles as y/n was angry, wanting to punch them in the face.

" let's make a deal we'll stop following you.. if you play with us one last time." Billy said.

"Y/n wanted to say 'no' but you wanted your life back to normal and so they could stop following you and stalking you.

"Fine, it's a deal." Y/n as stu jumps up and down, and Billy smirks.

"I'm gonna go get home and get ready for this stupid sick game you want me to play." Y/n said as she rolled her eyes, leaving stu and Billy alone, walking away from them

" Are we actually gonna stop stalking her? Because stalking her was the highlight of my day." Stu said as she looked at Billy confusingly.

" Nah, I just lied to make her think we're not following her.. we're not let go of her that easily... she's special." Billy said as he watched y/n walking away from them.

"I can't wait to play hide n seek with her!!" Stu smiles like child seeing candy as he runs out the store as Billy follows behind him leaving the store.

It was 8:30 p.m., y/n was getting prepped up to play this stupid game.. hide n seek was supposed to be a fun children's game, not some game where she has hide waiting for killers to come for her in her own house. Sidney noticed that y/n was feeling a bit anxious and not herself lately, Sidney noticed how Billy and stu became very close with y/n, but she didn't say anything. Y/n heard the doorbell ring downstairs, and y/n looked at herself in the mirror, breathing in and out. Y/n made it downstairs and opened the door, seeing Billy and stu on her doorstep.

"Nice to see you again." Stu said as he steps inside y/n's home as Billy follows behind.

"Let's just get this over with so I can get my life to normal." Y/n says, rolling her eyes crossing her arms.

"Be patient, princess, you follow the rules. You'll get exactly what you want." Billy said, looking at Y/n, licking his lips.

"As you know well be playing hide n seek, you hide and we'll try to find you, if we can't find you you won and well leave you alone." Billy says, explaining the rules of the game.

" And what happens if you do find me?" Y/n questions curiosity peaking through.

"That's a surprise, I believe we can't reveal at the end of the game, butter cup." Stu says as he giggles.

As Stu started the countdown, y/n ran upstairs trying to find a hiding spot.. y/n went inside her bedroom, hiding inside the closet. Y/n was a bit scared, but she hopes she gets through this night. Y/n's hear was beating a bit, and she kinda wanted them to stop.

Y/n heard footsteps in her bedroom, Y/n saw Ghostface in her bedroom. " how the fuck do they have to change so quickly?' Y/n thought to herself.

" Come out, come out wherever you are." Ghostface said sing songly.

"Hmm, I guess you're not here. you're a very good hider, princess." Ghostface says as y/n sees him leave. Y/n quietly sighed in relief.

Ghostface appeared in front of the closet, jumscaring y/n. "Found you, doll." Ghostface says, holding his knife, opening the closet aggressively grabbing y/n as Ghostafce places her on the bed. Ghostface comes on top of y/n, tracing the knife of the skin of her face down to neck and down to her shirt. Ghostface cuts the fabric of her shirt, leaving y/n in her bra.

"God, your so fucking sexy, princess." Ghostface whispers making y/n a bit wet. Ghostface takes his mask off revealing Billy.

Billy carries y/n on top of her dresser as he kisses her making them both moan through the kiss, as Billy placed y/n on the dresser he unbuckles her pants sliding them off leaving her in her bra and underwear .

"I fucking love you know that, you make me so fucking happy." Billy whispers down y/n thighs as he kisses the inner thighs taking off her underwear. As he was about to eat y/n out stu came in the room smiling of the view of Billy and y/n.

"Aww, you didn't call me that you found her. She's not just yours, you know?" Stu said irritatingly as Billy glared at him, giving him a look.

Billy goes back to taking off Y/n's underwear going in between her thighs kissing until he kisses her heat making y/n gasp in pleasure as y/n was about to moan stu kisses her swallowing her moans as Billy eats her out.

Stu and y/n continue making out, as Y/n moans as she felts like she was gonna cum. "I'm gonna cum." Y/n says out of breath but still continuing making out with stu as she wraps her arms around him but takes off his shirt.

Y/n moans loudly as Billy gets out of y/n's thighs as he wipes some cum off. "I think we should give y/n a little reward, don't you think, stu?" Billy said smirking as stu smiles.

" Yeah, we do." Stu said, looking at y/n with so much lust in his eyes. Stu unzips his pants and underwear, leaving him bare right in front of y/n. Y/n licked her lips at the sight of stubs cock.

" come suck on my cock, baby." Stu said smirking at Y/n. Y/n came to stu kissing his chest stomach and down to his dick. Y/n suck the kitten licked the tip of his dick making him groan as y/n bobbed her head going up and down. Stu had the best blow job in his life, before he killed Casey she wasn't really good at giving head so he never really knew how good a blow job felt, but now that y/n is sucking him off he felt so good.

" cmon, don't leave Billy hanging, sweetheart." Stu teases as y/n continues sucking stu off she see the tent growing Billy's pants, Billy's was so turned on how you look so good sucking on stubs cock without gagging, stu and Billy's were madly in love and devoted to you.

Y/n lightly grabbed Billy's pants as she unbuckles his pants with one hand still focusing on sucking stu's dick, y/n started jerking of Billy, making him close his eyes groaning in pleasure. Y/n smiling on the outside as she is happy at the sight of Billy and stu be such a moaning mess for her. y/n was still jerking Billy off with one hand not getting tired.

Stu and Billy both groaned as y/n swallow stu's cum and y/n sucks off the cum Billy placed on her hand, looking at the both of them as she sucks off the cum seductively but somehow innocently.

Y/n got up from the ground kissing stu and Billy on the cheek as all of them put on their clothes. "That was awesome. You are really special with your hands and mouth." Stu said as y/n lightly laughed.

"Hey, would you like to come to my party? My parents aren't gonna be home since they're gonna be at work." Stu said as he zipped his pants back up. "Yeah, sure I'll be there." Y/n smiled at stu.

" Awesome, we'll see you there." Stu said as pecks y/n the lips quickly and energetically as Billy kisses y/n on the forehead. " Goodnight, princess." Billy says, leaving y/n's room.

Y/n plopped down, laying in her bed. Something in her gut felt happy but a bit scared. She felt like stu and Billy were gonna be up to something at this party... y/n didn't know what to feel she loved both Billy and stu, and she knows that they are both into her. But the guilt is eating her up.

"I'm probably gonna have to go to therapy after this." Y/n says to herself as she turns off her lights going to sleep.

#billy loomis #stu macher #Billy loomis x black!fem reader #Billy loomis x black!reader #Stu macher x reader #Stu macher!black fem reader #Stu macher x black!reader #scream 1996 #Spotify #Billy loomis x reader

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behoright · 2 years ago

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long distance friendship with andrei svechnikov

uhhhh here's a little blurb! yall can thank @ryanpulock for this. it was just too much and needed to be shared soooorry it's so long.

warnings: haven't really proofread this I freaked out the whole time. fluffy fluffy fluffy a tiny bit of angst.

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you met when you’re both teenagers when he began playing for the lumberjacks

he obv had a crush on you but he couldn’t really speak english

you were always around the rink and at practice and stuff bc of a family member of yours so he saw you a lot

saw you do homework and stuff at the rink and he would try and talk to you or see if you could help him with english

you helped him A LOT bc you’d be one of the last ones there and so was he so you’d hang out a lot

but you were only teenagers and you had your own lil life at your high school and stuff

eventually he went to the OHL and it was heartbreaking for the both of you tbh

he had never been more excited to move up but the second thought he had was that he wasn’t going to see you everyday anymore

same with you but you both played it off

the last night before he leaves you hang out until late and he promises you he won’t forget or stop talking to you

“even when you make it to the nhl and become a big shot?”

“never, y/n”

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and so it begins

the constant constant texting

silly snapchats and you send each other memes on instagram

he’s too shy to ask you to facetime so he doesn’t

until draft day

dude one of the best days of his life

and on top of that - he gets a facetime call from YOU

he makes sure his hair looks good before he answers djfksljf

you were afraid that now he would forget about you but as soon as he gets to raleigh you become even closer

he never fails to send you good morning texts and snapchats

he never sends good nights tho and thats because he never wants to stop talking to you

he’d rather tell you “i fell asleep lol” instead of saying goodbye

facetime becomes the norm on his second season w the canes

it ebbs and flows when you get a boyfriend

and tbh he says hes happy for you but hes not

and he doesn't understand why because he hasn’t seen you since you were 17 and you both had a silly teenage crush

also he has every single girl available and sometimes he’d tell you about it to see if you get jealous but you don’t seem to (even though you do)

he knows he has to find another way to distract himself now that you have a boyfriend you can’t facetime him as much

gets a girlfriend

but things turn sour faster than he expected

if you’re having any relationship problems you always tell him and so he does too

it doesn’t get very far tho because the only advice you both have for each other is

“break up with him”

“break up with her”

and you’re both too stupid to see what’s really going on but the distance doesn’t help

you finally decide to see each other during the summer and you meet each other’s significant others and

oh boy

she HATES your guts and she’s so condescending

“oH mY gOd iS thIs yOuR bEsTiE bAbE? OH yOu’Re sOOOOO cUTe!”

ugh

same with him

andrei is surrounded by toxic relationships and unfortunately toxic masculinity so he sees right through your boyfriend

he tells you after

“I don’t trust him, y/n”

you don’t know but its the beginning of the end for both of your relationships

after that, you both spend a week of his summer together before he goes to train in russian and its

so fun

except for the fact that your horrible partners are both always there so you both feel like you can’t relax bc they’d get insecure

at the end of the summer he breaks up with her bc he seriously cannot shake off how she treated you and also bc she was just not it

and surprise surprise your boyfriend cheats on you during the fall

you call him in hysterics crying sobbing

youve been friends for a long time and know each other very well but he’s actually never seen you cry

he just sits and listens to you talk and vent makes sure you feel really validated

you stay on facetime for a long long time that night even if he has a game tomorrow

and the day after he calls you while he’s driving to the arena

you’re in bed with your blinds shut even though its 3 pm

“I going to score for you tonight, you’ll see. Trust me.”

and score he does

he tries to find the camera as soon as he scores and everyone including his teammates are like ???

but he winks at it and points at it

you know its for you

calls you AS SOON AS THE GAME IS OVER

“you see? I told you! I told you I’d do it for you!”

and thats when you realize you really like this man

you call and text even more somehow

facetime all the time

the season has its highs and lows and

on most roadies he can’t wait to just get to his hotel room to talk to you

he tells you whenever he’s taking off or landing

you’ll send him snaps of you watching the game whether alone or with your friends

you literally never miss one

you share locations at some point and he will never say it but he checks on you all the time

breaks his heart a little when he sees you’re over at someone’s house

same with you wherever he’s at a club or something but oh well

you’re just friends and have to live your lives

but still no one takes up as much time as you do

even if its for 5-10 minutes he’d facetime you

your roommate thinks its fucking annoying that you stay up so late just talking

and what a cute texter he is

“good luck on your test!”

“i saw this and i thought of you”

sdkjfhksjfhskdjchksd

he ships one of his jerseys to your dorm

anytime there’s a limited edition piece of merch he’ll always send you one

on your birthday he sends you matching beaded bRACELETS

and you see he always always wears it

theres a point where the season gets freaking hard and andrei is so frustrated

you answer the phone but it looks like it’s just been placed on the nightstand

“Drei?”

“hi, y/n”

and his voice is all choked up and sniffly

“I want to talk to you but I’m just. I’m so tired and I can’t take it today. I’m sorry” and there’s a little sob in there

you reassure him and eventually he opens up

even though he can’t show his face because he’s embarrassed and he doesn’t want you to see him like this

“to be honest, it’s so lonely. I feel alone in the room at the end of the day and I feel guilty because this is my dream.”

you talk him through what he’s feeling and how to feel better

he grabs the phone and you see his face all red and puffy. you can tell he was crying really hard before he called you

“I’m sorry I look so bad” he says as he rubs his eyes and his face HELLA HARD bc he’s a boy

“You look great, svech”

And his heart melts oh it melts so hard

You don’t tell him but you saved up enough to fly out and one day you just show up at practice

Thankfully he was too busy to check your location lol

He’s ELATED

literally drops his stick and gloves and just skates towards you so fast

“Oh so this is who you’re texting all the time”

You spend the weekend together

He cancels your hotel stay so you can stay with him

He loves to have you around and debates kissing you when you go out with the team

But he’s too nervy so he doesn’t

When he drops you off at the airport he tears up a bit and hugs you for a long long time

“I going to miss you, that’s all”

“I love you”

Calls you after you’re past security lol

He tells you he wants you to come out every weekend

And you both laugh but he’s low key serious

Ever since you went to visit him last you both say I love you ALL the time

Whenever they play in your city he comes and visit you

He accidentally stays in your dorm once you guys cuddle and fall asleep talking

No matter the distance you become closer and closer

See each other for the holidays :)

Still no one is making any moves even though you are VERY touchy

And tbh neither of you seeing anyone else bc you’re both so busy w your jobs/college

It’s so easy to talk to each other bc it’s all online

No one uses snap anymore so he’d just send you selfies 😭😭

Sometimes when he’s reviewing video he’d FaceTime you to just have you there

Same whenever you’re just doing homework

There’s been times that he’s at the rink late and you’re doing school work late and he just props his phone up while you both do your thing even though he’s ON THE ICE

Keeps his AirPods in so he can hear you talk to him

You have movie nights together and do screen sharing

You decide to surprise him bc you have some

Big news

And he’s been in a HUGE scoring drought

You know it’s taking a toll on him bc he literally tells you everything

Every SINGLE thing

You surprise him when he’s doing morning workout w the team

They let you in because everyone knows you now he doesn’t shut up about you shows them pics of you always on the phone

And he’s SWEATY but he runs to you and picks you up in a big bear hug spins you around

He’s so so happy he really needed this especially after you guys talked SO much during the dads trip (since his dad couldn’t make it and all)

He keeps looking for you in the stands and during warm up just keeps skating past you and tapping the glass and puts his face up to it and shfhfjxbdchfjbfdn

he gets out of his scoring drought SO quickly in the 1st

Scores twice, is on hatty watch, has the best game ever

Whenever he’s on the bench he thinks about how he got his mojo back literally the day you got to Raleigh

Like this has to do with you

*superstition unlocked*

Gets first star and skates up to you to bang on the glass before throwing the puck to some kids next to you

Mouths “go to the locker room” before skating to Hannah

When you go see him he’s all sweaty and gross and shirtless, his hockey pants still on and all

“You did so good! You did amazing, Andrei!”

He runs and hugs you so tightly into his chest

whispers into your hair

“because of you. It happened because of you.”

before giving you the game puck

What he doesn’t know yet is that you came to visit to tell him that you got into an internship in Raleigh and will be moving there in a couple of months 👀👀

#andrei svechnikov #andrei svechnikov imagine #andrei svechnikov x reader #andrei svechnikov blurb #blurb #fluff #carolina hurricanes #canes #nhl #nhl fic #nhl blurb #hockey #hockey blurb #hockey imagine

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spoopydooblr · 1 year ago

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My King Will Be Kind Chapter 10 / Kendall Roy x OC

an: ummmmmmmm dont hate me i love you all sorry its been so long ://////////// but alas. THE TAILGATE PARTY! and yeah, its a long one. and YEAH there's some angst...

tw: cursing, lukas being creepy per usual, a wee bit of angst

The next morning, Kendall got on a flight back to New York while Stella stayed in Los Angeles for a few meetings. Her pilot was done and she was going to meet with her literary agent. The Delirium cast also wanted to get together for "Friendsgiving", but it was really just a photo op with food. Not that she didn't love a photo op, but the hot topic at this year's feast was surely going to be Stella's new relationship.

Most of the cast, including Stella, was relatively unknown before the show aired, so when one of them was in the news, it was always talked about. Her costar went on a date with Gigi Hadid once six months ago and everyone still talked about it. Now Stella was dating a billionaire and entrenched in his infamous, fucked up family.

Especially if Ken and Roman got the company...

Now that she was with Kendall, she really never needed to work again. They both knew that. But work was fun and Stella yearned to have her own success.

Unfortunately, that meant attending Delirium Friendsgiving. And about a hundred questions regarding Kendall. The worst part was, everyone knew she had been developing and writing a show, yet no one asked about it.

"How did you even meet?"

"I bet he has a giant dick."

"Did he buy you those earrings? I've never seen you wear Cartier."

She tried to answer honestly, because that was the best policy, right?

It was a little weird to be the center of attention, but Stella couldn't help her blush every time someone asked her a question about Kendall. Then there were the five shots she had taken.

"So, like, what's the endgame?" A costar's boyfriend asked her.

Stella froze. She had never let herself think of the future with Kendall because it didn't seem like there would be one. Sure, it was fun and they had a good time together, but would they really last? They laughed about their wedding, but did he actually plan on getting remarried one day?

But they were in love.

Love so sweet it made her stomach turn.

It wasn't just a relationship she could get over. He was going to be on her mind forever, driving her crazy.

After a lull in the conversation, Stella mumbled and excuse and ran to the bathroom.

Kendall picked up on the second ring. "Everything alright?"

"Yeah, uh, I just wanted to hear your voice."

Kendall smiled, and she can hear that through the phone. "How's your friend giving?"

"Friendsgiving." She corrected him. "And it's good. I miss you."

"I miss you too, baby. I'll see you tomorrow, right?"

"Yeah." She pauses, "I love you." The alcohol she had been drinking that night was definitely kicking in. Tears were threatening to fall.

"Are you, uh, okay?" Kendall laughed knowingly. "Are you drunk, honey?"

"God, I'm so sorry! I'm so dumb. I--"

Kendall chuckled. "It's alright."

"Someone asked me what our endgame was and it freaked me out."

"What the fuck is that?"

"Right!? So dumb."

"No, like actually. What is that?"

"Oh." She laughed. "It's like our future."

"Why are you scared about our future?"

"I don't know..ugh...I'm just fucking drunk."

"Well, when I talk about the big wedding I'm being serious, you know that, right?"

She blushed. "I know."

"Whatever you want, okay?"

"I know, Ken."

"The endgame is good, you got it? Fuckin, uh, to the moon."

Stella laughed. "I love you."

"I love you too. See you tomorrow."

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The next morning Stella was hungover as fuck, slumped over in her seat on the semi-private.

Even with her designer sunglasses on (thanks, Kendall) it was still way too bright. Thankfully it wasn't a full flight and Kendall insisted on semi-private travel, but when she landed, Stella only had four hours to get ready for the Tailgate Party.

Delirium Friendsgiving just had to be the night before the election.

Kendall had to laugh when she showed up at the penthouse in sweats and sunglasses, still wearing makeup from the night before.

"How was your night?"

Stella reluctantly pulled her sunglasses off. "Fun, but tiring." She wrapped her arms around his neck, breathing in his scent. It was getting hard to be without him and she didn't know what to think.

"The glam squad is here." He pulled away, chuckling at her disheveled appearance. Stella looked behind him, noticing that they were definitely not alone.

"I guess I should probably get ready." She turned, "Fuck."

"What?"

"I totally did not bring an outfit." Stella started to panic. It was at least twenty minutes on the subway to her place and then twenty minutes back--

"Well, good, because I got you one."

"Of course you did." Though she was disappointed in herself for not planning ahead, whatever Kendall got her was definitely nicer than whatever Zara pantsuit she had in her closet.

"I need to shower, too."

Kendall raised his eyebrows at her.

"We have less than four hours, Kendall. Absolutely not."

He leaned in. "I'll just have to eat your fucking pussy in the limo again, I guess."

"Rude!" She gasped. Pushing past him and to the shower.

"You'll miss me."

Four hours later, they were all glammed-out, driving through Manhattan in a fancy black SUV. Stella kind of expected some oral, but Kendall insisted on explaining the ins and outs of who was attending the party.

"And then there's Matsson." He grumbled, running his hand down her thigh. "He's the fuck that's trying to buy us out. The GoJo guy."

"Oh. Is he definitely coming?" Stella could barely picture his face. She remembered seeing him on Twitter. Matsson was some hot Swedish guy with a tech app.

"No, but I just have this fucking...feeling." Kendall looked out the window. "He always seems to show up where he's not wanted."

"And you said Shiv and him are kind of close?"

"Yeah." He breathed. "I don't know the details. They're like, fucking or something."

"Didn't you say she was pregnant?"

"Me and Rome think so. She hasn't been drinking and something is off and the whole fuckfest with Tom..." He looked up at Stella, who was frowning.

"I'm sorry your family is like this."

"I know. Me too. But like, uh, we're the Roy's, so."

"I get it."

"And you know as much as I'd love for you to be on my arm all night, I have some fucking, uh, business to do."

"I know." She ran her hand down his arm. "I'll make some friends. Maybe I'll hang out with Greg."

"Oh, God, please don't. That guy's a fucking leech."

Stella laughed, "Isn't he family?"

"Unfortunately."

She was quiet for a second. "Speaking of..." she slid her hand over his. "My mom wants to meet you. And my brother."

Kendall's stress seemed to melt away at her statement. "They do?"

"Yeah, I mean, my mom's having Christmas in Westchester next month and my brother is bringing his husband." She smiled. "My family's quite small but it'll be fun."

"And they want me to come?"

Stella's grip tightened on his hand. "Yeah, Ken. They're obviously a little confused, but they want to meet you."

The last time he had Christmas with normal people was when he was dating Rava, but Kendall didn't share that with her.

He didn't really know what to say. "Wow, Stell--"

"I know you probably have some Waystar party or family thing, but if you wanted a low-key Christmas, Westchester is available."

"I don't know what to say." Kendall gave her that toothy smile she loved so much. "It sounds amazing." He kissed her sweetly, "With the shitshow that is the sibs right now, I doubt we'll be doing anything for Christmas."

"So it's a yes?"

"Tentative. I'll text Jess."

"Of course." Stella laughed, but she was relieved Kendall didn't laugh at the concept of the Holidays with non-famous people.

They were silent for a few minutes, listening to the rap Kendall always had on in the car. Stella swore she could hear her heart beating. The car slowed to a stop at a fancy high rise apartment building. There were a few other cars around them, all with important-looking people stepping out.

"You ready?" Kendall asked, but her answer didn't matter.

She nodded, but spoke, "I still feel unprepared."

He grabbed her face gently and gave her a reassuring kiss. "It'll be good, Stell. Trust me."

Kendall got out first and held out his hand, as if she was making her grand entrance. In reality, there were only like four photographers, which really didn't bother Stella at all. It was a good launch. Not too hard, not too soft.

Cameras flashed around them, but Kendall kept his grip on her hand. He pulled her into the building as fast as he could, but obviously, pictures would be on the internet anyway.

"Well I guess you're my real boyfriend now." She said, following him to the elevator.

"Welcome to the good life."

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"Oh, good, you're here." Roman said to Kendall, then looked to Stella. "And so are you." He faked a smile. "Playing trophy wife tonight, are we?"

"Nice to see you Roman."

"I'm not gonna lie." He said, "You've lasted longer than I thought. Weathered the Daddy Death Storm."

Shiv stood next to him. "Glad you're here. It's become a little bit of a sausage fest." She gave Stella a side hug.

Kendall smiled at her. He knew how much his siblings' approval meant. That being said, Stella knew the sibs needed their space.

"I'm going to get a drink. I'll see you later?" She said to Kendall.

"Yeah, uh, when things quiet down I'll find you." He kissed her. "I love you."

Stella blushed, knowing Kendall's siblings were right there and were listening.

"I love you too."

Stella walked off, looking around for a waiter. Though she was hungover, a drink was necessary to get through a night like this. Sure, she could mingle, but could she impress some of the most powerful people in the city? Her plan was to lie low and try to find Willa or, admittedly, Greg. They were easy to talk to and their opinions didn't matter. She didn't want to say the wrong thing to somebody important and fuck something up for Kendall.

Luckily for Stella, Willa found her first.

"Stella!" She called from the couch, beckoning for her to come.

It was a relief knowing someone at the party actually wanted to talk to her.

"Hey!" Willa gave her a big hug. "I was hoping you would be here tonight."

"Really?"

"Yeah. It's nice having another...non-Roy...here."

"I get it. It's overwhelming."

"How have you been?" They sat together on the couch with their drinks. "I wasn't sure if you'd be back after the wedding."

"No! Your wedding was gorgeous, I was so happy to be there."

"We appreciated you staying." She leaned in. "Don't say anything. But Con was crushed."

"Yeah, I'm sure."

"I wanted to say," Willa gave her a reassuring smile, like the older sister Stella never had. "We're in this together. Everything you're going through, I had to do too. This family is hard. You're just lucky you didn't have to meet Logan."

Stella smiled back. "Thanks, Willa. I really appreciate that."

"I'm also really impressed with your work. Have you ever thought about going into theater?"

Stella was a bit confused, but remembered Kendall's warnings about Willa and her play. "Uh, I never really--"

"Everybody. Welcome one and all!" Tom's voice squeaked into the penthouse. "Uh, Ken, take it away."

Stella giggled at how little autonomy Tom had at his own party, in his own apartment.

"Thanks, Tom. Thank you. Okay, welcome, everybody." His voice boomed through the space, unlike Tom. He had told Stella he was going to do a "small toast" at the beginning, but honestly she didn't know what Kendall's definition of small was. "All right. Who we got here? Who we got here?"

"Carly Flight. Oh, shit. All right, okay. The Pod Goddess. Everybody watch out for her. Careful what you say." He earned a laugh from the room. Stella was kind of starstruck that Carly Flight was there. She used to listen to her podcast when she was driving back and forth to Delirium shoots.

Kendall continued. "Larry, Mary. Lovely. Lovely to see you guys. Uh, who else is here? Who's here? Len. Len giveth and Len taketh away." The crowd laughed again. Stella's heart swelled with pride. That was her boyfriend.

"Watch out for Len. Uh, my guy, Nate Sofrelli, saw the polls this morning and moonwalked here." Nate Sofrelli...that was a hot button name for the family, if Stella remembered correctly. Ex-lover of Shiv and obvious enemy of Tom, but Ken had to shmooze with him big time that night.

"Our best to Gil and Jimenez." Kendall laughed. There was a beat before he cleared his throat. "Uh, we have another special guest in attendance," He looked around the room before his eyes landed on Stella. "My uh, very amazing girlfriend Stella is here." The room quieted as everyone looked at her. "Yes, you probably recognize her. Delirium is up for a Golden Globe, right?" There were murmurs around her. Stella blushed, unable to look anywhere but to Kendall. She raised her glass and nodded. What else could she do?

"She's helped me get my head on straight these last few months, because, uh, it's our... it's our first tailgate party without the big guy. But, uh, we're still gonna live it up. As always, kettle corn, over there," He pointed to a bag of kettle corn with a few American flags sticking out. "Will be shipped to whoever is closest to tomorrow's electoral count. And, uh... Yeah, this is a tough one. But, uh, we're all gonna stay sane, and we're all gonna stay friends. Yeah? Thanks to my sis for hosting." He raised his glass to her.

The crowd erupted in cheers for Shiv, who raised her glass back to Kendall.

"We didn't know what to do this year. Um...you know...we watch history. We make history, and then one day, we become it. So, can I just... I'd like to ask you all for a moment of silence, if we could, in memory." He bowed his head.

Stella didn't necessarily feel comfortable sharing a moment of silence for the man that was Logan Roy, but she kept her mouth shut. She didn't have to, though, because the door to the penthouse was thrown open, revealing a group of European-looking people. Leading the pack was a tall, attractive blonde man wearing a golden tracksuit.

Kendall faltered a bit, clearly thrown off by the presence of GoJo. He recovered, putting on a fake, welcoming smile. "Uh, it's okay. Hey, man. So, VIP in the house. Mr. Matsson, how are you? Welcome."

They traded a few quips back and forth, but Kendall got control of the situation quickly and ended the toast. Stella watched him stomp away, the Sibs on his toes.

Connor appeared, taking a seat next to Willa. "Roman just offered me ambassadorship to drop out of the race."

"What?" Willa looked shocked. "You can't drop out."

"I told him that the UN is more my speed." He looked at Stella and grinned. The man was truly delusional.

It made sense to her, though. Mencken was Rome's candidate, and the ConHeads were taking votes away.

"I think you should squeeze Rome for all he's got." Stella said. Not that she wanted Connor Roy anywhere near the UN, but watching Roman sweat and Mencken lose would be everything to her.

"I think you're right." Willa said. "Ask for more, Con."

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Stella left Willa and Connor to talk more about his ambassadorship. Maybe she could strike up a conversation with Carly Flight if she was able to get close enough. She weaved her way through groups of people, getting more than a few glances. Though it was Shiv's apartment, Stella kind of felt like the queen.

Yelling from downstairs peaked her interest. It sounded kind of like Greg, but he was...chanting? A frustrated woman with dark brown curls stomped up the stairs. Stella recognized her as one of Matsson's minions. The woman pushed past the crowd to the balcony, Kendall following her. Stella felt an anxious pit in her stomach. Her cheeks reddened a bit with jealousy. Why was Kendall chasing after an attractive foreign girl?

Stella shook it off, but Kendall definitely followed the woman to the balcony alone. Of course, it was probably business-related, but she couldn't help but worry. Though she loved him, he had a habit of going towards shiny new things.

Her half-drunken thoughts started to spiral when she heard her name being chanted like before.

"STELLA! STELLA! STELLA!" She looked down the stairs to see Greg and Matsson sitting with some other men. Shiv was right, it really was a sausage fest.

"Uh, hi?" Stella crept down the stairs, giving the group a nervous smile. Matsson had watched her descend from the stairs and now had looked her up and down.

"Kendall has good taste." His Swedish accent pierced her eardrums.

"Excuse me?" She something inside of her snapped.

"And she bites?" He pretended to growl. "Come sit."

The thought of Kendall and the GoJo woman flashed in her mind.

"Okay." She said. The only available seat was next to Matsson.

He turned to her and held out his vape. Stella smirked, revealing her own. She stuck it in her mouth and sucked for maybe a little too long. Matsson eyed her every move.

"I've seen you before." He said. "Delirium fan edits do numbers on my app."

"They do." There were millions of Delirium fancams and edits on GoJo.

"You watch them?" Lukas moved closer to her. "You like to watch yourself?"

"Maybe. I think I'm quite good at my job."

"I think you are too. But I think," he turned to his minion, "I think you could do better."

She raised her eyebrows at him.

"We're working on a streaming service--once we get Waystar."

Greg started to speak, but Lukas cut him off. "I think you could be a fucking star."

Stella bit her lip. It was a little much, but she kind of liked it. "You think so?" She obviously was shitting him, but still, he fascinated her a bit.

"I do."

There were footsteps behind him and he moved away from Stella at the sound.

"Oh, um, hello. What the fuck kind of crossover is this?" Shiv asked. It was a weird group, for sure.

"Hey! There she is!" Matsson exclaimed.

"Hey."

"Welcome to the kid's table!" He motioned to everyone.

"Can I, uh, talk to you for a second?"

"Oh, yeah. Is it time to up the periscopes?"

"Um, yeah."

"Sorry to break up the brains trust."

Matsson nodded, then looked to Stella. "My people will be in touch."

"Your people? Lukas what the fuck?" Shiv said, dragging him behind her.

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Eventually Stella was sitting with Connor, Willa, Lukas, and the GoJo woman, who introduced herself as Ebba.

Lukas was getting more intoxicated, and with Ebba clearly upset with him, he sat next to Stella.

It wasn't exactly her ideal seating arrangement.

"Hey superstar." He slurred. "How'd Kendall Roy land someone like you, huh?"

"Lukas." Ebba scolded.

"I mean, everyone wants to know, right?" Lukas said, his voice getting louder. "You didn't meet on Raya, did you?"

Stella stared him down.

"Or is it like a sugarbaby thing? I'd be into that, for sure."

"It's not--"

"Well it's definitely his billions of dollars, but what else?"

"Maybe because he doesn't wear ugly tracksuits and last season's Nikes." She spat at him.

"Again with the bite!" He said. "I like that."

"I'm sure you do."

"I know you think he's the future." Matsson whispered. "He's not."

"He is." Stella insisted.

"You think once I claim the throne I can get the queen, too?" Lukas leaned closer to her, staring at Ebba across the room.

Stella inhaled. A long time ago she swore to never let guys like him get to her.

"You fucking wish."

"I do." He turned his gaze to Stella, "You find me attractive, don't you?"

"Lukas!" Ebba shouted.

"I think you're a douche."

"Ah, that's not what I asked."

She didn't think of a response before Roman interrupted and started to berate Connor.

"Everyone in this room thinks you're a fսcking joke." He yelled, "So tell your "wife" to shut the fսck up, cover her shoulders, and pack a fսcking bag for Oman, okay?"

Kendall appeared behind him, putting his hands on Roman's shoulders. "Rome. Rome."

Roman shook him off, glaring at Connor. Connor exclaimed that Willa was the only one who believed in him and he was going to continue to run.

"You got my vote, a hundred percent, if I could vote." Matsson laughed.

Connor and Willa stormed off, leaving Stella and Matsson on the couch. She immediately got up and walked to Kendall's side. He glared at Matsson.

"Hey."

"Hey." She smiled. "How did everything go?"

"Uh, fucking, not sure." Kendall laughed. "I think good."

"Good." It was so nice to have him there, finally.

"How was your night?"

"Um." She looked at Lukas. His advances did kind of ruin her night.

"We had a great time, right Stell?" Lukas said, raising his vape.

Kendall's jaw tightened at the nickname.

Stella rolled her eyes at Matsson. "I'll tell you about it later, Ken."

Kendall tried to protest, but was interrupted by Lukas, who complained about New York. They traded sarcastic comments, drawing a small crowd of onlookers. Everyone wanted to get a piece of the action.

"But you, man. Your numbers. Exploding, right? Like, literally unbelievable."

"Well, thank you. Thank you. And congrats to you as well, 'cause I hear your numbers are gay."

"My numbers are... are what?"

"Gay."

They retorted more, but ended up hugging. Seeing Kendall hug the man who had been harassing her all night was the last straw.

That was it for Stella. She excused herself and kept walking, even when Kendall called after her. It was just too fucking much. She was drunk and high and hungover and wanted to go home. Lukas was creepy and Kendall was only in business-mode. Willa and Connor had left and Greg was bragging about firing Waystar staff. People were offering up ambassadorship like it was candy. Life was not supposed to be like that.

She walked out of the building and caught a taxi, not bothering to say goodbye to anyone. For the first time that night, she checked her phone.

Of course there were thousands of notifications, all about her entrance to the party with Kendall. They were official now, according to the media.

Great.

#kendall roy x oc #kendall roy x reader #kendall succession #kendall roy #succession

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brinxxxx · 1 year ago

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A Bang Chan FF (content warning 18+!!) (smut)

Whipped For You

Chapter 8: Thunderous

Chan POV:

Last night...was amazing. I wasn't expecting her to go through with it. But after the first time we relaxed into each other touch, enjoying the nice company until I felt my cum dripping down my leg. Until the opportunity to do something I've never done before but I knew she would LOVE.

I went down to her heat and licked her out. My cum and her juiced in my mouth i kissed her the moans she made made me rock hard again and we fucked for a second time. This time rougher than the last. Honestly it felt like I was in heaven.

I got ready to go to work. I checked my phone. No missed calls or messages. I change into my clothes and leave Y/N in peace. I left her a note I didn't want to leave without saying anything. It felt nice to finally have that time with her. That special moment. It was perfect. I wanted more. I wanted her.

I got to the office where the boys were sitting outside my office "what's up? You all look constipated?"

"Hyung you've not seen the articles have you?"

"What do you mean Changbin?"

He have me his phone. My "fiancé" posted another stupid article about me sleeping around. Not coming home when asked. Yet she can have a boyfriend and no one bats an eye. I get a text from Y/N.

"You told me she wouldn't care! You told me she wouldn't bat an eye. Wtf is this!?"

"Y/N calm down. I'll fix it"

"I knew we shouldn't have spent the night together. She's gonna kill me."

"She won't."

"I don't believe you."

"CHAN! Dude. Stop texting and listen. Where did you go last night if you didn't go home?"

"I was home"

"Chan you're in the same clothes as last night. You're bad at lying"

"Okay this doesn't go anywhere else but here okay...? Can we got one do your offices. I don't trust mine to be safe "

We go to Lee Knows office. They all sit down staring me. "Don't freak out. I was with Y/N last night."

"I KNEW IT!" Seungmin and Hyunjin cried.

"MY SISTER!?" Lee know pointed out. Not shocked but still grossed out.

"Lee know Hyung! WHAT!?"

"That's a story for another time. We can circle back. Chan are you serious did you..."

"Yes we had sex. Last night and this morning. Please keep this between us I don't want PDnim getting involved. See how she found out and is posting it everywhere however she doesn't say WHO I was with. Still. Please. Can we find a way to shut these articles down? I need to call my father. I have little over 6 months to avoid marriage. I need your help to make it happen. Me and Y/N. Can you do that?"

"Hyung we aren't a match making service. What the fuck are we meant to do?"

"Report articles to stay this ain't true.

Do them to but if there's loads of us doing that it'll get the message across that she's spitting fake news. Though it's not but it's not the point. I want my relationship with Y/N to be private. Okay?"

"Yes Hyung" they shout. Ready to battle.

*a few hours later.*

Author POV:

After a few hours the guys as a collective managed to come up with articles that were good enough to divert the claims on Chan and aiming at his soon be to wife. Chan's father was livid at her. Not at him. He was very happy that he found someone after trying for so many years.

Which is weird since he was the one to make them get married in the first place. Anyways. Chan texts Y/N about the news.

*Chans text:*

Chan-ah: hey babygirl. It's okay we have worked things out. So no need to stress okay? I'm sorry for scaring you and upsetting you. Please don't hate me.

Babygirl:

Hey Daddy, it's okay im calmer now

*sends a naughty pic to Chan*

It's a shame Daddy has to work all day when im at home looking like this hmmm?

Chan-ah: ohhh Babygirl. You can't do that. You can't tease Daddy like that. Remember bad girls get punished.

He was enjoying how confident she was all of a sudden. He secretly wanted more but wouldn't be able to control his pants situation if it did continue. Chan was deep in though when his soon to be wife calls him...

"Take those articles down. Right now Chan!"

"You're the one who's been boasting about a fake relationship I seem to be having. Which by the way thanks for the heads up I didn't know I was in some sort of relationship with another woman! *he lies* seriously. You have a boyfriend. You have your person why are you making this difficult for me. You know if I don't find someone we still get married. We don't want that do we!?"

"No you don't want that but I still do!"

"What why!?"

"Why do you think Chan? Don't worry it's not out of love. Ewww. I don't love you like that."

"For the money?"

"Wow Daddy's boy is smart! Yes dumbass. I want the money. Then get an emolument and go out septet ways"

"You didn't read the contract huh? It says we cannot split up. No matter what. If we are married to to each other till death parts us."

"I don't want that."

"Me neither. So cut the crap and stop messing with my life. Please."

"Okay fine but if you piss me off I will come down on you like s tone of bricks. Got that?"

"Yes sure now please im working."

He hangs up. He looks at his phone 20 messages from Y/N. All photos and videos of her. Captions saying "Daddy's not here to play so I guess I have to myself."

"Daddy's not answering me"

So on and so forth. Chan runs to the toilet and watches the videos of you. Playing with yourself. Screaming his name. The moans. It was all so hot. Too hot infact. It was getting to lunch time and chan had the perfect plan.

He calmly walks out managing to hide his bulging erection. "Hey guys I'm gonna go home and get changed into more appropriate clothes. I'll see you after lunch?"

They nodd. They knew exactly where he was going. And it wasn't home.

#stray kids #christopher bang #skz fanfic #bangchan x reader #bang chan #skz smut #skz x reader #bang chan smut

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rosesoflilac · 1 year ago

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And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you dear.

Summary: MC's experience buying Taylor Swift tickets in the Devildom <3

pairing: lucifer x mc, mentions of levi and other characters

genre: fluff, some kissing, not proofread!!

a/n: i wanted to write something but have had no inspo until i realized i can combine my girlie taylor and my current game obsession together. look forward to different obey me and taylor content in the future!!

Everyone in the Devildom knew that there was only one person that you held above everyone else, even above the demon brothers, the demon prince, and their demon boyfriend. You would always find a way to mention this person, to spread their influence, no matter what. You believed that the Denizens hearing her sing, hearing her lyrics, would be a positive influence as it was in her life.

You loved Taylor Swift. Really, really loved her.

When you found out about the Eras Tour (Levi totally did not assist with jailbreaking your secret D.D.D.) you completely freaked. You had secured tickets to Loverfest before Barbatos teleported them to the Devildom (if it was never canceled, all demons would feel the wrath of a thousand suns). This was your chance to make the past right.

First, you needed a plan of attack. The first step was to get the seal of approval from Lord Diavolo and Lucifer. You imagined this would go smoothly and might include some coaxing, but you would be able to gain their permission. Then, they would get every brother, angel, and sorcerer to sign up for presale codes. The final step would be to wait, hope, and pray to any higher power out there.

You wanted this more than anything. To see the artist that got them through teenage angst, breakups, the growing pains, would be the greatest thing to experience, ever. The thought alone makes pressure build-up behind your eyes. You’d be able to do this.

Thankfully, everything went smoothly. Permission was granted, and various emails and phone numbers were signed up for presale. Waiting was the only wrong thing about the situation. You just wanted the anxious feeling to go away.

—

Lucifer picked up on your signs of stress. The nervous checking of your phone, the slip in your grades. He understood how badly you wanted this, how that made you nervous. It was similar to how Levi acted when waiting for the release of a limited special edition Ruri-chan collectible. Levi would lock himself away in his room and obsess. Lucifer has his whole faith in you that you would be able to secure tickets. He does not want to contemplate what would happen if you were unable to, he’d imagine it would rival one of Levi’s episodes.

Lucifer’s concern is how you ended up sitting on his bed between his legs as he worked on your shoulders. It was the night before you found out about ticket presale codes… And you were stressed. That stress slowly melted away as you leaned into Lucifer’s gentle, yet firm, touches.

He rubbed at the middle of your back where it felt tense. You hummed your appreciation and leaned back into him more, wanting to give him a break. “Thank you for this. I needed it.”

Lucifer hummed back, pressing a kiss to the top of your head as his arms slowly moved to wrap around your body. “Everything is going to be alright. I know you love her and want this, but I hate to see how it affects your health, my love.”

Your heart dropped a little, feeling the worry in your voice. “I promise I’m okay. I just… She means a lot to me. I would not be the person I am without her. Her music helped me get through so many tough times, even happy times… Especially with the last couple of years. The thought of being able to sing with her in person makes me so happy and I want to protect that happiness with all of my heart.” You squeezed his arms and shifted around to face him, taking his face in your hands, you smiled. “She even helped me realize my love for you. I didn’t want to tell you, but I have a whole playlist of songs that remind me of you, of us.” You looked into his ruby eyes as a blush crept up your face.

Lucifer’s eyes filled with love as he pulled you into a soft kiss, “You are special to me too. I’d like to hear these songs one day. But for now, you need rest for tomorrow.”

You kissed him back happily, leaning into him as he pulled you to lie down. Everything would be alright if Lucifer was by your side.

–

The following day was a whirlwind of events. Levi allowed you to use his setup, as it was much faster (also in exchange for rare Ruri merchandise), and now all you had to do was wait…

And wait you did..

Levi anxiously watched the screen and you. He understood how important this was to you and had been in this very exact situation multiple times- he had complete faith in you, unlike himself. However, that line was not budging. Until it finally did.

Everything happened so quickly. You searched and searched for six floor seats or a lower bowl- or literally any seat. It wouldn’t matter as long as you got to be there. Soon enough, you got the tickets and life was not real.

You immediately squealed and looked at Levi with a big grin and hugged him tightly, catching the otaku off guard. You screamed and laughed and danced as you ran to grab your D.D.D. to inform Lucifer.

He picked up before the phone had the chance to ring. Lucifer desperately wanted to be there with you but had other duties to attend to. He had been checking his phone every couple of minutes to see if you texted him an update.

Accepting the call, Lucifer stepped outside of his meeting and was met with your face filling the screen. You had tears in your eyes and a big grin on your face, he couldn’t help but smile at your reaction. He was so happy for you.

“It felt like forever! I swear- I can’t believe I’m going, that we are going!! Together!! Life is so not real right now.” Your voice was full of energy as you continued to recount the past few hours of your life.

“I’m very happy for you, my love. You deserve to go and I’m happy you want me to experience this with you.” Lucifer looked at his watch quickly, “I’m sorry but I have to go back to my meeting. We’ll have dinner tonight, the two of us, when I get home. I love you.” Lucifer smiled at you as you repeated the words back to him. Lucifer agreed that life was “so not real” but because he got to experience it with you.

Walking back into the conference room, he began thinking of all the travel you and he would be doing in the next year. Of course, he wouldn’t let you just go to one concert now, would he?

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9leaguesofmirrors · 1 year ago

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The "Un-Normal" (a Ross Gaines x Joseph Lisgoe fanfic)

I've been too scared to post this for ages, please be nice to me! I'm just a sucker for hurt/comfort between pairings that aren't good at showing their feelings

Moodboard by me

All couples have their idea of "normal", something that happens which doesn't catch them off-guard or freak them out because it's commonplace - or, at least, quite regular

Ross Gaines and Joseph Lisgoe have two "normals" that others may find incredibly "un-normal":

They never say "I love you"

Lisgoe will come home from work with blood spatters on his clothes from time-to-time

One night, Lisgoe was on his way home after quite an unusual day at work. The one time, he muttered in his head, the one fucking time I leave my desk, this shite happens. The next thought he had as he pulled into the parking space outside his house was Ross doesn't have to know. The thought came naturally to him: grass grows, the sky is blue, Ross doesn't have to know about this

The first thing Ross noticed was the ruined jacket. Then it was the limp, as if Lisgoe was dragging his whole right side behind him. He also hadn't said a word, just a nod of acknowledgement as he made his way to their living room without meeting his eye

There were only two possible conclusions:

Lisgoe thinks Ross is stupid

Lisgoe knows Ross noticed, but doesn't want to bring it up because he's stubborn and thinks he can handle it

One of those options felt more likely

Knowing that the last thing he needed was a seige of questions, Ross started to look for a First Aid kit (having fearsome debt collector Joseph Lisgoe as your partner - they hated the term 'boyfriend' - meant you always had to be prepared) and brought it with him as he sat beside him

Lisgoe noticed and made his appreciation very clear:

"Put that shite away, doctor's office is closed."

"I wouldn't need to bring it out if you were more careful."

"I don't tell you how to interally investigate, don't tell me how to collect people's debts."

"You don't, you're the man behind the desk."

The conversation seemed to take a turn. Lisgoe still didn't look at him, leaning back with a pained expression

"Went out this time," he explained with a casual tone, trying to brush it under the rug "those incompetant bastards were having trouble with someone and needed me to sort him out."

Biting back a comment about Lisgoe finally parting with his precious desk, Ross let the silence encourage more of the story

"I knock on his door and he swings it open, nearly takes my fucking eye out. He's this big slab of meat that looks like he's swapped his brains for muscle. Anyway, I tell him to pay up, he tells me to put a sock in it, I get pissed off and he starts mocking me."

"Good move." Ross snarked

"Exactly. Well, I tell him to get fucked and he launches at me like some steroid-pumped toddler. Next thing I know, we're on the ground trying to bash each others heads into the pavement." Lisgoe finally looked at Ross, and he was met with black and purple "He gave me this after I knocked some of his teeth out."

In the following silence, Ross reached out to touch Lisgoe's blackened eye, but his hand trailed down to his jawline. It was strange, being this gentle. These vulnerable moments were rare for both of them, neither of them liked showing any form of it in front of others. People look for that sort of thing to break you. Hell, they did it all the time!

Never to each other though, the snide remarks and back-and-forths have never been done to exploit areas of weakness. It was a game, not a competition; there were unspoken boundaries between them: don't tell Ross to "piss off", don't bring up the fact that Lisgoe struggles with reading. Silent agreements. Their feelings shown wordlessly

"Show me what he did." Ross' voice was measured, but there was underlying tension that Lisgoe caught onto instantly

"Why are you getting pissed at me?"

"I'm not angry at you. Just show me what he did."

"I said I'm fine."

"You can hardly move without wincing and you're walking with a limp that's spread to your whole right side. I'm not letting you suffer because you're too stubborn to let me help you. Now, I don't usually want to help people, but unfortunately I lo-"

That wasn't normal

Lisgoe looked at him. Ross' eyes dart away for a second, then came back. He breathed in, out, and carried on

"So you'll have to deal with it." Ross said, as if nothing was different. Covering his embarrassment with a stony expression "That's a shame for you, I guess."

Another pause. Then, with a huff of resignation, Lisgoe took off his jacket and pulled his shirt off

Ross' first thought was this is your idea of fine? Then it was time for action. As he dressed the wounds, he couldn't help but ask:

"Did you-"

"In my jacket pocket."

"Again?"

"I keep all the teeth I knock out, you know this. I went easy on that bastard though, only got 9 of his."

As he continued cleaning and bandaging, Ross carefully moved his fingers along the damage done to Lisgoe's collarbone and hips in an attempt to distract himself from the strange churning in his stomach that seemed anxious to rise to his throat. Dried blood and bruises seemed to pop up everywhere; they dotted themselves around his torso and stained the black-and-white tattoos on his upper body an awful colour. Ross always thought tattoos were vulgar, but when you're being held down against the floor by a man with beautifully inked arms and cracked glass on his chest as his hand wraps teasingly around your throat, suddenly tattoos don't seem so bad

He realised he'd never told Lisgoe what he thought about his tattoos, but the fact he started to spend more time in a vest implied he knew. Likewise, he'd never told him that he liked his angular features, but the fact Lisgoe didn't push him away when he'd move his hands along them implied he knew that too

That, Ross concluded, was why they didn't feel much need to say how they felt. The other just knew. Ross was smart and Lisgoe could read people like a map, they just caught onto things

"You're doing it again, touching me like you've never seen a human torso before!"

He looked up to see Lisgoe looking at him, eyebrow slightly raised and the corner of his lips quirked upwards just a little

"I've never met someone so careless, Joseph. This is quite the sight."

"How about I stick that medi-kit up your ass?" Came the smug retort "That'll be a sight."

Ross got up with an amused expression, taking his kit, when Lisgoe grabbed his wrist

"Me too."

"What?"

"You almost said something earlier," Lisgoe said slowly, not knowing how to word his thoughts without cringing at himself "and I'm saying that I... fuck's sake, you're smart! You know what I'm saying! Me too: I feel that. About you."

He got up, not without some difficulty, and they stood facing each other. Neither knew what to do, this wasn't normal. Facing feelings head-on wasn't what they did. Mutual bullying, touch, that was their love language

After a few seconds, Lisgoe was holding Ross' chin and tilting his face to the side. His lips met the corner of his mouth and mumbled something Ross couldn't quite catch but, before he could ask for a repeat, Lisgoe was making his way upstairs

And just like that, they were back to normal. They didn't mention the events of that night ever again - Lisgoe letting Ross tend to his wounds, Ross almost breaking the first rule of their normalcy, whatever Lisgoe said against Ross' lips - everything went on as if nothing happened. If you asked either of them, they'd tell you they never even thought about it

Lying was normal for them

#the league of gentlemen #league of gentlemen #joseph lisgoe #ross gaines #gainsgoe

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pablitogavii · 1 year ago

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hiii <333 hope you’re doing great today !! Can you do a jealous gavi story. i looooveee the way you write those. where the reader has this male friend who’s doesn’t like gavi:)))

Jealous boy

You were working on your final project for a world history class with one of your best friends from uni. Jake was in the same class as you and ever since you were paired up in the beginning you remained really good friends.

Everything would have been fine if your boyfriend Pablo wasn't giving him the hard time whenever he would see him. Pablo was usually a very humble boy, being polite and good with everyone but around Jake he turns into a real asshole sometimes.

"Amor! I'm back preciosa! Do you want to go out and.." Pablo rushed in pausing when he saw you and Jake on the floor working on the poster diligently.

"You again!?" Pablo said and you rolled your eyes knowing it will be uncomfortable once again. Couldn't he just be nice to your friend for once!?

"Yeah, me again!" Jake answered just as angrily and you got up pulling Pablo to the bedroom with an excuse of having to 'talk to him about something'.

"Alright, amor..the first few nights I though whatever he's nice and you study together..when it turned into weeks he was starting to piss me of..but now I wonder whose girl are you even!?" Pablo was angry clenching his jawline and you couldn't believe he was freaking out over such stupid thing. Didn't he know you were head over heels in love with him!?

"I'm your girl..please stop making a scene Pablo! Jake is just my friend and we are partners for this project..working with him determined my grade!" you say raising your hands up in surrender and he groans rolling his eyes in process.

"Working with him determines your relationship too!" Pablo said and you shook your head in disbelief that he was really this angry over a guy you could care less about.

"Don't tell me you're jealous of Jake!? He is not even my type..besides I am all yours Pablito and you know that!" you say about to reach out to him but he pulls away still agitated which was starting to turn you on..jealous Pablo was a whole level of hot.

"You're spending sixteen hours together! First at school and then your little study dates in out apartment! And with me you barely spend a few hours in the morning and at night in bed!" Pablo was clearly not letting this go and it was driving you insane now too.

"Dates!? We are finishing a final project together Pablo! And after that we won't even have that class together! I am not the only busy one too. Your trainings last all day" you say and he was done with this conversation grabbing his jacket despite you protesting and asking him to stay.

"Call me when he leaves!" he said slamming the door and you sigh wishing he would just act reasonable and not like a jealous boy right now. You went back to finish the project and give Pablo some space to cool down.

Jake left when you were done and you tried calling Pablo but he wouldn't pick up. You were starting to get very worried when it was time for bed and he was still not home.

"Amor, please come home ❤️" you texted him while laying in bed feeling awful about the whole fight and really missing him holding you like always..it felt so empty without him.

After another twenty minutes, the front door opened and you jumped up sitting in bed and waiting for Pablo to come into the bedroom. When he did, you smile but he didn't return it making you know he is still mad..at least he was home.

He changed and laid besides you going on his phone which you hated but decided not to disturb him just staring at his handsome face longingly..you wanted cuddles..and kisses..all from him.

You couldn't handle the silence any more getting up and grabbing your blanket which caught his attention.

"Where are you going amor?" he said and you were glad he was still using the same nickname at lease. You turned around with sad eyes.

"I can't sleep like this..having you angry at me..and so close. I will go to the guest room" you say about to get up but he reached his hand and grabbed yours making you sit down.

"Bueno. Let's talk about it ?" he said and you smiled weakly nodding and turning around to face him.

"You were right..I was jealous of Jake but not because I don't trust you..just because I am selfish like that, I don't like sharing someone I love with anyone" Pablo said and you listened carefully understanding him completely. You would acted the same if he had another girl in his life..hell sometimes it happens when he gives Aurora so much attention. Guess, you were both very jealous people.

"You're not sharing me Pablito..if you stayed I would have sat on your lap while finishing that project..you would be always the focus of my attention because tu eres mi amor" you say moving closer carefully and he smiled finally opening his arms and asking you to come closer.

"Cercate preciosa" he said and that was it as you were already in his arms cuddling into his warm chest enjoying the familiar feeling of him besides you.

"Don't ever think about leaving this bed again nena! I'm not joking!" he said and you smiled looking up at his darkened eyes and smirking facial expressions.

"Hm..maybe you need to pin me to it then Pablito?" you smirk too and he nods kissing your lips while getting on top of you..well you know where this goes ;))

#gavigif #gavi #fc barça #fc barca #fc barcelona #pablo gavi x you #pablo gavi x y/n #pablo gavi x reader #pablo gavi icons #pablo gavi #gavi x yn #gavi x you #gavi x reader #pablogavixreaderfluff #pablogavixreadersmut

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fan-burns · 1 year ago

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Robots 2

Chapter 11: Harvey’s POV (Later that same night)

One month

One month of this torture and Ratchet has already lost his mind. More so than usual.

When he called me that night, that night when the EMP went off, he told me to get to the Chop Shop asap. What he did not tell me, was that he was going to set off the fucking mind control ray. The second I got there, he takes my phone and throws me in a box, A BOX, for two hours! I kept banging on the door, screaming and begging to know what he was doing, and he didn’t fucking say anything! By the time he let me out, it was already too late. He took over the fucking city. And now everyone is some brainwashed slave to him!

I only joined this freak show to be with him so his army wouldn’t kill me, and to watch him fail! How was I supposed to know it would backfire on me?!

When you hear someone say “Oh I wanna take over the city!” You laugh, realize he’s serious, get stuck with him, laugh the pain away and wait around to see what happens! When the inevitable happens, you both laugh it off, make amends, and at the end of the day the two of you scored yourself a new boyfriend! Done, paid, and laid in one night!

This, none of this, WAS PART OF THE FUCKING PLAN!!!

He’s got some new police called The Guard, and he’s got this Door to door evangelism thing going on with The Congregation! They were supposed to be a task force to keep the peace, but they’ve become less professional and more religious! After that, he made sure there was an oil crisis so he could hoard all of it and give it to the elite. And now he’s got some “Loyalty Test”?! What the hell is going on with him?! What the hell did I get myself into now?!

I took a deep breath and stopped reminding myself of how much of a fucking idiot I was and got up from my desk...or I should say Rodney’s desk. I felt terrible sitting here, where he used to work at for hours before finally calling it quits. I never wanted it to get this bad…I didn’t even think it would work!

This was a mistake...I should’ve just swallowed my damn pride and said something to the cops, Hell I could’ve even gone to the girls! I bet they would’ve loved to beat Ratchet into a car battery! Especially Dial and Piper! I should’ve just left Ratchet and that so-called doctor when I had the chance. I should’ve just stayed in Detroit…at least then I’d be allowed to leave my own damned office!

Ratchet figured out how I felt about this whole scheme when I was sleep talking again. He repurposed an old storage room, called it my room, and locked me in the building and posted guards outside every door so I wouldn’t escape. The guards deliver me about one to three cans a day, but it’s never enough to keep me going throughout the day. I usually end up falling asleep in the afternoon. I bet he’s keeping me weak on purpose…just what have I gotten myself into?! I’m so much smarter than this, how did I let myself be tricked?!

This is the last time I let a pretty face get the better of me! I don’t care if he has an entire army ready to kill me, I’ll kick his sorry aft! If I can get out of this alive, I’ll kill him for this!

I looked out the windows behind the desks. Even in the dark, I could see that the city was a mess, in more ways than one. There’s scaffolding everywhere you look, billboards have Ratchet’s face plastered onto them, and worse yet the Transport Pods were flying everywhere you looked. More so than usual. I always hated those damned things. I would not want to be flying a train right now, if trains were even allowed to fly in the first place. I haven’t seen one in the sky for a while, so I’m guessing the stations were closed down when the walls came up.

From what I can gather the city’s been cut off from everyone for weeks now. Unless you're a Diamond Drill Oil rig, no one on the outside can get in and no one here can get out. At least I’m not the only prisoner here…at least he's locked away from the rest of the world too. I can’t even imagine what would happen if this EMP thing were to get out there…I don’t think I want to know.

The door behind me suddenly creaked open, and one of the guards entered with my nightly provisions. I knew who it was before the light hit his face.

He was a younger bot named Gyro. He was a slim bot that was similar to Ratchet’s model, probably made from the same manufacturer from the looks of things. He had these beautifully sharp shoulders that came at a point, and his face was sharp too. Literally. He looked like a knight in shining armor with a sphere instead of legs. It didn’t help that his “signature weapon” was a Lance like all the other guards…I don’t have the heart to tell him that though. The Lance in question was slung over his back, leaving his hands free to hold the silver tray with the fuel cans on top.

“Master Davidson?” He spoke softly, “Your provisions from Lord Ratchet for the night.”

I looked at him in confusion, “Lord Ratchet? What, does he think he’s an emperor now?”

He shrugged his shoulders as he entered the room, the giant red ribbon on his head dancing in the wind as he moved. It came to a halt as he placed the tray on my desk. “He has a lot of names now,” he explained. “Lord Ratchet, King Ratchet, Our Savior. The list is endless.”

I noticed that he failed to close the door. I briefly thought about making a run for it, but then I remembered the thousands of other guards hell bent on keeping me locked up in here. Instead, I wanted to test something.

“That’s ridiculous.” I boldly proclaimed. “Ratchet is a robot, not Cog. He’s not seriously masquerading as a king, is he?”

He was going to answer, but hesitated. He wanted to answer, he truly did, but something had taken hold of him. An outer force took a hold of his throat and prevented him from answering truthfully. Eventually, it let him go, but only after he found the words he didn’t want to say.

“I-I guess he is? I’m not sure what to think of it myself…but Ratchet is the one who saved us all, so it’s only fitting that we praise him for what he’s done for us. I’d actually never thought about it much, I’m not really supposed to.”

“You’re not supposed to think?! You’re not a machine, Gyro, you’re allowed to have opinions! Who said you couldn’t think?!”

“With all due respect,” he objected. “I’m just a Guard Bot. I’m meant to guard, not to strategize, it’s my designation and purpose in life. That’s how things were before Bigweld showed up, remember?”

“But who told you that?!” I demanded.

“Lord Ratchet did!” He responded matter of factly, “He’s told us everything that we forgot about! Hasn’t he told you your purpose yet? Is that why you’re in here?”

I didn’t know what to say…I just stared at him. I could feel a wave of heat and anger rising within my chest. Purpose? Designations? What the hell was Ratchet thinking?! What else did he say to them?!

I wanted to tell him everything right then and there. The EMP, The Doctor, Ratchet, and whatever else I was hiding…but I couldn’t. If he was crazy enough to do this and everything prior, then who knows what he’d do to me if I said anything. That, and his whole army would be after me. But if I don’t say anything, then everyone will be stuck thinking like this, thinking that they’re good for only one thing. They’d be stuck doing the same thing forever, over and over again even if they don’t want to. I’d be betraying myself for betraying Rodney by not betraying Ratchet. Then again, I already did betray him and myself and… Oh y’know what? Screw it. I’m not going to let two pathetic little shits scare me into obeying. If I die it’s going to be on my terms.

“Gyro...there’s something you need to-”

Suddenly, a third voice broke the conversation. “Evening, Harvey.”

“OH SHI-I mean...Hello there, Ratchet! How’s it going?” I addressed him sheepishly. Standing in the doorframe was Ratchet himself, right when I was going to do something smart for once. Damn it.

Gyro gave a salute to him. “Lord Ratchet! Sir! I was just providing Master Davidson his nightly provisions…and we were just chatting about how much of an honor it is to serve under your command.”

Oh thank Cog Gyro is a quick thinker. Bless you, Gyro. Bless you. Marry me.

Ratchet looked suspicious at first, but upon seeing the tray on the desk, he was satisfied with the answer. “Well, I’m glad to see you interacting with Harvey while not disobeying orders! He needs the extra company, but next time, do take care to shut the door.”

Gyro smiled, but I could tell he had something else on his mind. “As you wish, sir.”

“That’s a good guard.” Ratchet spoke to him. “Oh, and Gyro? Could you leave the two of us for the night? I need to discuss something important to talk to him. I’ll throw in a bonus for your service to Harvey.”

Oh no.

Gyro placed his hand over his chest, and took a bow. As he did so, the feather in his helmet fell onto his shoulders.“As you command, sir.” He then turned to me, “I’ll be seeing you again, Master Harvey.”

I faked a smile at him, “You too...have a good night, Gyro.”

The feather danced freely as he left the room, and gently closed the door behind him, leaving the two of us alone.

“Harvey,” Ratchet began bluntly. “I wanted to talk to you about the city.”

Did he know I was having doubts about the plan?...I mean, he already did, but now is he going to finally do something about it?

I knew I had to play it cool, so I played along, “W-What was on your mind?”

“I’ve been thinking about doing something special for the city again, like those free upgrades I did a month ago. Something like the Bigweld ball, but about me! I know how creative you can be, so I was wondering if you could come up with something.”

Oh thank Cog I thought I was dead for sure! I can actually do something here. Maybe I can use this to my advantage…maybe this could be my ticket to fixing everything! Storm the castle, kill the king!

“Oh, well we can do a disco! Or a gala! Wait, no no! Even better…We can do a masquerade!”

He looked puzzled by what I said, so I guess he’s never heard of a masquerade before. If she weren’t already dead, I would’ve had a lovely chat with his mother about this severe lack of taste.

“A masquerade ball!” I exclaimed. “You know? It’s where you wear your richest and finest upgrades alongside an elegant mask! We did them all the time at the Diamond Drill Hall!”

“Why wear a mask?” He questioned.

I was close to blowing a circuit, but was able to keep myself in check. “That’s part of the fun! The whole event is a sort of game, where you have to find out who’s who. We can throw some other activities too, but that’s the main purpose of the event. It’s for fun! It’s for letting loose any stress or worries, and it’ll be nice to get out of the “king persona” for a bit!”

I’m glad I said that last bit, because now his face seemed to soften. “King persona? Whatever do you mean?”

I threw my hands up in defense. “I didn’t mean anything bad! I just thought that, maybe…you’d like to tone things down a bit?”

I stepped towards him and fixed his tie as I said this. It’s basic 101 in seduction, play with your lover’s frames and they’ll get the hint. Any small accessories they have are a goldmine of things to mess with, and you should always fiddle with them if you can.

At least…that’s what’s supposed to happen. Instead he brushed me aside and stared out the window in his signature overdramatic brooding pose. Either I’m a little rusty, or he’s dumber than he looks…It’s definitely the latter, I’m never rusty.

“Don’t be ridiculous, Harvey,” he said, “My image has to represent what I expect from them. I expect obedience and professionalism from them, so I must do the same.”

“You’re failing at that obedience thing.” I remarked quickly. “And that professionalism.”

He quickly turned to face me, “What makes you say that? Because I have no one to take orders from?! I am in charge, so I obey myself! I obey my own laws and decrees! I-”

“You need to listen to yourself!” I interrupted. “Decrees? Commands? This isn’t the medieval times, this is a city in the 20th century! A city that’s being ruled by an iron fist no less!”

He looked down at his hands awkwardly.

“Metaphorically! My point is that you’re crossing a line! Many lines in fact!”

I took a breath and continued, “Let’s just…tone it down a bit. You’re starting to freak everyone out.”

He tightened his grip on the Conduit, and the staff began to shake. I backed away from him and braced myself just in case he decided to take a swing at me.

“I suppose you do have a point,” he admitted as he glared at me, “…but what about you? How can I trust that you won’t run away when I let you plan this thing?”

And just like that, we’re back to that night when he heard me in my sleep. We’re back to me arguing my case, only for him to find me guilty and sentencing me to life in prison.

“Why would I run?” I argued once again. “Where would I run to? The whole city is locked up, it doesn’t make sense for me to leave if I can’t go anywhere! That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you the whole time, you don’t have to keep me in here!”

I considered getting on my knees, but that would look too desperate and he might suspect something. I have to play it cool. Instead, I just clasped my hands together. I approached him again as I spoke. “Please, sir. I know what I said, but I never wanted to say it like that. I wanted to have a proper conversation about it, like we are now! I’m trying to keep you from going over your head! Remember that promise? That you’d let me stop you if it goes too far? That’s what I’m doing now, I’m keeping that promise!”

I placed my hand on his shoulder, with the other one gently caressing the side fin on his head. “Please…let’s try to tone it down a bit.”

He placed his hand over his shoulder, covering mine. “Harvey…I think you’re right.”

“…What?”

He brushed my hands off, “You’re right…maybe this is getting to be a bit much. Maybe I do need a break for a bit.”

Ok, great! He’s not completely out of his mind yet! I can use this!..I don’t know how yet, but I can use this against him!

He kept his gaze fixed on me, “How about a deal then? I’ll let you go so you can help with this masquerade of yours. If it’s a hit, We’ll make it an annual thing. If not, I’ll still let you go and we’ll just have to think of something else. Deal?”

I didn’t even hesitate. I reached my hand out to shake his, “Deal. Where should we start?”

He grinned at that as he twirled his staff around like a batton. Pretty impressive considering how thick it was. “Let’s start with our outfits…I’m thinking of keeping it simple. I want everyone to at least know who I am!”

I rolled my eyes with a pretend smile. Now that I know he’s somewhat sane, I can use him against him. That, and to knock him down a few thousand pegs. Maybe knock his head off while I’m at it.

“Fair enough…what were you thinking of?”

“Just a crown and cape. Nothing too flashy. I still need to look the part of a king!”

Or maybe I spoke too soon. At least I’m making some progress. I can still use whatever I learn against him when he’s weak and not in the king persona. I can try to find Rodney if he hasn’t already been brainwashed and pass what I find to him or even Bigweld. Maybe I can snap some sense into Damion and Axyl when I run into them. I’ve got to do something to fix this!

At least I hope I can fix this…otherwise I don’t know how anyone could beat him at this rate.

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shelbgrey · 2 years ago

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Love Story(Jackson Avery X reader)

Paring: Jackson x Sloan!Reader

Summary: Jackson's mother is paying him and Seattle grace a visit. Y/n also has to meet her boyfriend's mother dispite her fears of Catherine's disapproval.

Warrings: none. Catherine talks trash a bit but that's all

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You really don't know what someone else is going through till you walk in their shoes. Y/n was a simple person. She didn’t really care to become a top tear or known person in the surgical world, she just wanted to help people. That's what made her different from the other residents and her friends. She was also different from her older brother Mark. While he worked hard to make himself big in the plastics world she planted her roots in the OBGYN world. She liked helping babies. They were pure and innocent in her eyes, she also wanted to help mothers. It was a coping mechanism for her because she didn't have a mom to call her own…like ever, Mark raised her and so did Derek’s mother.

(1st pov)

Me and Jackson were both still young in both the medical and mentally when we both met. We were also expected to be sworn enemies the moment his hospital merged with mine. When he first joined my friends looked down upon him and his friends. To Mer and the others the Mercy westerns were invaders in orange scrubs. They weren't to me….well Charels Percy and the Reed girl maybe.

The day Jackson got paired up with me was quite impressed. Not with his looks or the fact he was an Avery but because of his skill set. I also felt bad about the presser that was clearly on his shoulders. He stood there carrying the Avery name expecting the best. I grew a soft spot and I started showing the respect he deserved.

Since this is our story I might add the first thing I noticed about him was his eyes. He had beautiful eyes. And his smile…when he smiled i couldn't help but smile too, he had that effect on me and everyone else seemed to notice the effect we had on each other…everyone except us at the time. At the time not too many people didn’t want to believe it and even tried to sabotage it at times.

Mark and Derek were the first to accept it, them being my brother and best friend why wouldn't they. The two were also the first to see me have my little freak out about a certain woman coming to visit the hospital. The night Jackson told me his mother was coming to the hospital I didn't sleep the rest of the night, I just couldn't. I thought about the disappointment on her face when she was the type of girl Jackson chose to be with. I was smart and pretty, yes, but I didn't come from a wealthy family like Jackson did and I didn't have a last name everyone knew. I also wasn’t obsessed with winning a Harper Avrey award like most doctors my age. I kept asking myself ‘what if she hates me?’ I didn't dare ask Jackson that because I knew he’d just tell me what I wanted to hear despite his fear of his overbearing mothers arrival.

The day of Catherine Fox’s arrival I was quieter than usual. Jackson noticed first as I got ready. He even questioned why I was doing my hair and make-up differently. My hair was usually in a pony-tail but today it was down and slightly curled. When we got to the hospital Jackson kissed me good-bey once the elevator opened and we parted ways.

As the day went on I successfully avoided her. But I also hadn’t seen Jackson all day, which probably meant Catherine found him and is dragging him around despite his pleas of being left alone. I was quietly doing charts at a nurses station when Mark came up to me with a confused face.

“What did you do to your hair?” he asked. I sighed and started nibbling on my pencil, a nervous habit I had since the 2nd grade.

“Jackson’s mother is here” Mark rolled his eyes.

“So I've seen, she was quick to say Jackson was wasting his time in plastics” Mark sighed. I knew Catherine’s snide commits about the Plastics industry might have gotten to him a bit. Some people miss the fact that my brother does more than just face lifts and boob jobs.

“I haven’t run into her yet…” I said carefully not wanting to jinx myself. It's not that i didn;t want to met my boyfriends mother, I just kept imaging the worst when she meets me.

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“You want to scrub in on a surgery? Mark said you needed something to do” Derek said coming up to me and handed me a chart with a smile. Derek and I are thick as thieves. Don't tell Mark but me and him have always been a bit closer.

The patient would be needing a OBGYN on stand by(meaning me) and a neurosurgeon both. The mother had been in a car crash and had suffered a brain bleed while being 7 months pregnant.

“Sure I’m not busy” Derek smiled and we both headed towards OR3. We scrubbed in and I tied my Ravenclaw scrub cap on while Derek grabbed his furry boat one.

Not long into the surgery the women I've been trying to avoid joined our little surgery with Bailey. Me and Derek shared a quick glance as Cathrine put on a pair of gloves. “I heard about this poor girl and I had to see if you needed a hand.”

Derek being the head surgeon of this surgery he looked up then nodded. “Sure, why not”

Cathrine nodded and put a mask on. She unknowingly chose her spot next to me. I froze up slightly as I watched the fetal monitor for the unborn baby.

(3rd pov)

Since filled the OR except for Derek’s occasionally mumbling and the beeping of the heart monitor. Breaking the silence Bailey looked among the other doctors and spoke. “Does anyone know about her husband?”

y/n looked up from the fetal monitor and spoke. “We're trying to contacted him now, we haven't had an answer for over an hour”

The doctors later found out the woman was divorced and the father of the unborn child couldn't care less. With Derek being the family man he was, it didn't set right. y/n looked at the sonogram of the baby sadly knowing what it's like not to have a dad around.

Bailey sighed. “I couldn't imagine being left by the one person i thought loved me”

Catherine was next to chime in. “it's a shame but sadly not all relationships last forever” she glanced around again and continued. “Are you married, Dr. Shepherd?”

Derek glanced up. “Yes I am” he smiled through his mask at the thought of Meredith.

Somehow the conversation shifted back to Catherine and she brought up Jackson and his girl. She was unknown to the mother and had no idea y/n was standing next to her. All she was to Catherine was a resident surgeon in a ravenclaw scrub cap.

“I'm not saying love is a waste of time but I have yet to meet this girl my son seems to be so infatuated with…” Catherine said, making Derek and Bailey both look at y/n.

“Dr. Sloan is a good surgeon…Avery and her make a good coupe” Bokie smiled through her mask as she handed Derek another tool. y/n smiled softly at the older women but not ready to introduce herself to her possible future mother-in-law.

Catherine raised her eyebrows, surprised at the last name the girl shared with another certain plastic surgeon. “Oh she's a sloan” she didn’t mean to sound the way she did, we’ll give the benefit of a doubt but she sounds annoyed and possibly disappointed.

“Can only imagine what she’s like,” Catherine continued. Derek and Bailey shared glances as y/n kept silent. While Catherine believed Jackson had more potential than just plastics her mind geared towards the thoughts and feeling that y/n was a distraction for Jackson and someone who convinced him to go into plastics. The last one may be true but she only supported jackson on what HE wanted to do.

Derek knew y/n wouldn’t speak up and he wasn't gonna stand by while a woman who he did respect tarnished his best friend's names. “y/n is en excellent surgeon and trust me your son and her are meant to be”

Catherine scoffed at that. “All due respect dr. shepherd i think jackson is a bit too naive and i believe that she maybe a distraction”

Distraction…is that all she saw her as? y/n thought for a moment and all the old insecurities came flooding back into her mind. y/n looked back at the fetal monitor gulping nervously. She started tapping her foot as the anxiety started to get to her.

“love blinds us” she said like she was speaking from experience.

Derek sighed in frustration and y/n quickly shook her head to shut him up. He took a glance at their patient then back at y/n. “How’s the baby doing doc?” he repreced from saying her name but it was safe to say he was talking to her.

She looked up and adjusted her ravenclaw scrub cap. “B-baby’s heart is getting stronger by the minute.” she stuttered.

As they continued Jackson walked into the gallery to see what his girl was doing. He smiled happily at her as she continued to watch the baby’s heartbeat. I didn’t seem like much but he was always proud and would point out the talented OBGYN he got to call his girlfriend. Him being up there was unknown to both her and his mother. What was unknown to him was the comments his mother was throwing to the girl she didn’t even know was there.

Jackson then frowned when he saw his mother down there too. She had pestered him most of the morning and he feared she was doing the same to y/n before he could even introduce her to Catherin.

Derek just shook his head as he listened to Cathrine harmless but also off hand commits about Jackson and the relationship that probably won't last. Her words not anyone else's.

After the successful surgery was over y/n delivered the baby and took the little girl to the nursery while Derek and bailey closed up. y/n smiled softly as she cleaned and dressed the new life and put her in the nursery with the rest of the babies. After she was one she watched the baby through the nursery window for precaution.

“Hey baby” Jackson whispered and wrapped his arms around her from behind. She sighed and rested the back of her head on his shoulder while rubbing the muscular arms that were around her.

“How’s the baby?” he asked, looking over her shoulder through the window. y/n smiled and pointed out the baby. “Pretty strong for a 7th month old…she’s right there” she chuckled.

Jackson smiled and kissed the side of her head. “Did my mother play nice?” he asked. Her mood quickly changed and it didn’t go unnoticed by Jackson. Jackon sighed and turned her around to face him.

“What did she say?” he asked, placing his hands on her shoulders. She didn’t meet his eyes and looked everywhere except for him. “N/n?”

“She didn’t even know i was in there…but i guess she already a had a pretty good idea of who i was” she knew if she told him anything more he’d only get more pissed and the last thing she wanted to do was break Jackson’s relationship with his mother.

Jackson took a deep breath and looked down. “I'm sorry-” y/n started but Jackson cut her off with a soft kiss. He held her face in his hands and kissed the part of her forehead that was still coerced by her scrub cap.

“I don't care what my mother thinks, I love you and that's what matters” he spoke softly.

From afar Cathrine was walking alone till she stopped suddenly at the sight of her son with a girl. Not just any girl, it was the girl with the ravenclaw scrub cap that was with her in surgery. She quickly hid behind the corner and peaked behind it just as Jackson gave her a kiss goodbye.

She sighed realizing the things she said in front of her. She watched her son leave and y/n started to walk towards her direction and that's when Catherine hid around the corner letting y/n pass. As y/n stood at the nurses station filling out a chart for the baby girl Cathrine approached her.

“Hello y/n” she said softly. y/n gulped and awkwardly smiled.

“Oh hey Dr. Avery, how are you?” Catherine shook her head with apologetic look.

“Dear call me Cathrine and I want to apologize for my actions” she put her hand on y/n’s shoulder and smiled. “Why don't we start over hm? Clean slate”

y/n nodded and smiled. “Sure, i’d love that”

Catherine nodded. “If it's alright with you i’d like to take you and Jackson out to dinner tonight…I'd like to get to know you better” y/n nodded with a smile still slightly afraid of her disapproval. She nodded and told her she’d pass the message to Jackson.

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Later that night y/n stood outside under the entrance arch sheltering herself from the rain. The sound calmed her as she leaned against the was waiting for jackson.

“Hey beautiful” Jackson smiled and leaned against the wall next to her watching the rain fall. y/n smiled and rested her head on his shoulder.

“You nervous?” he asked, referring to the dinner they were supposed to attend with his mother.

“Kinda, are you?” she asked. Jackson gave her a serious expression. “I'm not, no matter what she think won't change anything between us”

She smiled lovingly at him then looked back at the rain until Jackson tugged her arm pulling her towards the rain. She giggled. “What are you doing?”

He pulled her into the partly empty parking lot and twirled her around in the rain. “We're dancing it out, come on” he laughed. She laughed and danced along with him as the rain fell around them.

She danced with him a little longer till she bumped into his chest, shivering. Jackson chuckled and kissed the top of her head. “Okay, come on, you're shivering” he pulled her into his car and turned up the heat. Silence fell until they looked at each other. Both in their Navy scrubs soaking wet. They burst out laughing savoring the moment.

“Well let's go get some dinner” he said, letting his laughter die down. y/n’s eyes widened.

“Jacks, I can't meet your mother like this! I smell like rain and hospital” y/n slightly laughed.

Jackson kept one hand on the wheel and sniffed the inside of his elbow. He looked at his girlfriend and shrugged. “I do too”

y/n sighed and rolled her eyes with a smile. “Trying to prove a point or something? I want to at least look decent”

Jackson shrugged and placed her hand on her knee. “Well, we're doctors, she'll understand,” he said simply. He simply didn’t care about their appearance at this point. Yes he does want his mother to like y/n but then angina he doesn't need her approved. Hell love y/n no matter what anyone else says. But he also wanted his mother to see exactly who she is. The kind and laidback girl he fell in love with and them going to dinner in the condition they were in showed that.

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lanawinterscigarettes · 3 years ago

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Five dating someone who's insomnia is always kicking their ass so he pops up at night to make sure they're in bed and asleep and when he sees they arent he lovingly threatens them to go to bed lmao

He would so do that too I love him sm I swear

Late Bedtime (Five Hargreeves x reader)

Warnings: reader suffers from insomnia, swearing, references to assasin! Five, slight sexual innuendo, slight angst maybe I guess?? Idk, better safe than sorry

It was late at night, and you were curled up on the couch flipping through the channels to see what was on the television. There wasn't much worth watching, just infomercials and reruns of old sitcoms. Sighing, you settled on some random trashy reality show as you wrapped your blanket tigheter around you.

"Darling, why are you still up? You're supposed to be in bed," you heard a voice suddenly ask.

Normally, a random voice talking to you in the middle of the night would have given you cause for concern and understandably freaked you out, but you knew your boyfriend well enough at this point to know he didn't care too much about using doors. You'd tried to introduce him to the concept of knocking before in the past, but after awhile you figured it wasn't worth the fight and gave up.

"Couldn't sleep," you replied, turning to face him. He was in his usual Umbrella Academy uniform, one that you often teased him for, saying that he looked like he went to a private school for rich kids. He detested it, though he agreed you weren't far off the mark. "What are you doing here?"

"I just thought I'd pop in to make sure you were asleep, which you clearly are not," he said accusingly, narrowing his eyes at you.

"I told you already, I'm not tired," you said, the ending of your sentence cut off by a sudden yawn.

He raised his eyebrows at you in an "I told you so" fashion.

"Alright, that's it. Bed, now."

"But Fiveee," you whined.

"No buts. Now, go get ready for bed, unless you want me to use some of my knowledge in disabling targets to get you there."

You gasped mockingly. "Five, are you threatening me? Your loving partner, who would do anything for you?"

He smirked. "Isn't it obvious?"

You put your hand over your heart, and began to fake cry for good measure. "How could you? Just when you think you know a person."

"I used to kill people for a living. It's pretty naive of you to think I wouldn't threaten you with acts of physical violence just to get you in bed."

Perking up, you gave him a knowing look. "Oh, so you're trying to get me in bed now, are you? In what ways?"

He let out an exasperated sigh. "Okay, look, first off, you know that's not what I meant, and second, I'm just trying to make sure you don't wake up tomorrow morning utterly sleep deprived."

"You wake up every morning utterly sleep deprived, so I really don't see what the big deal is here. In fact, I'm quite certain you've never actually gotten a full night's worth of sleep before, have you?"

You questioned him with such certainty because you knew it was true. Five did as well, even if he didn't want to admit it.

He pinched the bridge of his nose between his forefinger and thumb, knowing he'd been beat. "That's... not the point. If you don't go to bed soon, you're not going to get enough sleep, which means you're going to be really pissy when you wake up; and I, for one, hate when that happens, so would you please just go to bed?"

The last part came out as less of a question and more of a plea, which caused you to realize that, as much as he loved staying up late with you, trash talking his family and drinking coffee as the sun came up, he valued your mental health and stability more.

Obviously, it wouldn't do anything to help his agenda in stopping the apocalypse and saving the world if you were constantly dozing off from lack of sleep; but more than that, he cared. He cared about your general wellbeing, far more than you ever did. It wouldn't do you any good in the long run if he let this behavior continue, and he knew that.

You knew that too, as much as you hated to admit it. Which is why you gave in to his requests, surprising him in the process.

"Okay, fine."

He appeared to be in shock, as it took him a couple minutes to process what you'd said and a few more to actually respond. "I'm sorry, what?"

"I said fine. It's over, Hargreeves; you win," you said, throwing your hands up in defeat. "I guess I'll just go to bed, like you wanted."

He narrowed his eyes suspiciously at you. "That's it? You're not going to protest anymore, or give me a hard time?"

"Yup."

"You're going to go to bed, just like that?"

"Just like that." You nodded your head in agreement, turning off the television while you got up and stretched. "It's just not worth it to argue about, y'know? Especially since you're right."

"Um, do you think you could repeat that?" He asked, a smirk appearing on his face. "Because it sounded to me like you just said I was right."

You groaned. "God, you're such an asshole. Yes, you were right, okay? Can I please just go to bed now?"

He shrugged his shoulders, still giving you a cocky look. "Go right ahead, I'm not stopping you."

You playfully rolled your eyes at him as you made your way into the bedroom. He followed you, watching as you got ready to go to sleep. Once you'd finished your nightly routine, you climbed into bed, slipping under the blanket.

Finally satisfied, Five turned to leave, but not before you spoke.

"Five?"

He turned back around, raising his eyebrows as he silently urged you to continue.

"Will you stay? Please?"

Letting out a soft sigh, he walked back over to the bed. "Scoot," he commanded, gesturing for you to move over.

You did, making sure he'd have plenty of room as he laid down next to you.

"Is it okay if I cuddle with you?" You softly asked, knowing how unfamiliar he was with physical intimacy and not wanting to make him uncomfortable by accident.

He didn't say anything at first, but when he patted the space beside him, you took it as an invitation to move closer.

You cuddled up beside him, wrapping your arms around his waist and pulling him close as you buried your face in his chest. "I love you," you sleepily mumbled, causing him to smile.

Once he was sure you were asleep, he responded. "I love you, too," he whispered into the dark of your room. "So much."

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