#idk sorry your boyfriend keeps annoying me i guess

[gstringsurvivor]

no bc this is literally becoming unbearable this girl is delusional and i think she got something against me and is talking to everyone about it bc my coworkers that im always cool with barely talked to me today

[ifimdreaming]

i don’t deserve you

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Luke Hughes x Reader

authors note: i wrote this super quick and also on my phone so idk the word count or if this even makes sense because it is unedited lmaooo but I hope you enjoy it!

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You had just hopped out of the shower and were putting on uour leggings and one of lukes hoodies to wear for the day.

You hadnt really been wearing anything besides for lukes hoodies when you have a day at home since you two started dating so honestly it was nothing new.

Going back to your room after cleaning up the rest of your stuff in the bathroom, you remembered you forgot to text Luke back last night. he always gets on you about that but you always forget how worried he gets when you don’t reply to his calls or texts.

And when you head to look at your phone that’s plugged into the charger on your bedside table, you see many missed notifications from your worried boyfriend.

(4 missed called from: Lukey @ 10:37am)

Lukey: hey you said you’d call me at 10?

Lukey: call me back pls

it was now nearing 12:00pm and you knew he would be more than a little bit pissed off that you weren’t answering him.

and you felt terrible about forgetting so you unplug your phone and called him back right away, sat on your bed with a towel around yojr hair as the phone rings in suspense.

“baby? ...let me guess? you forgot to check your phone again?..” he quickly says as you are getting more comfortable on the bed, relieved he had answered your call.

You just hum in response as he pours out his concern to you, knowing that all he’s saying is true.

“i’m so so sorry. i completely forgot. i know you’re looking out for me but i fell asleep without texting and i literally just got out of the shower.” You say and hear him sigh at your words.

“Luke i promise i’ll try to keep my phone close by cuz i know you worry...but i’m fine i promise” you say apologetically .

“i didn’t get murdered or anything..” you add jokingly but quickly follow up with an “i’m kidding...” before luke gets a chance to be a smart ass and tell you not to joke about that.

You laugh a little hearing him sigh with an unamused tone in his voice.

“anyway, how are you?” You ask trying to move on from the subject knowing he is already annoyed about you not answering his calls.

“i really miss you...” he sighs out and you hear the little bit of sadness in his voice and instantly feel exactly how he’s feeling.

“i miss you more bubs...trust me time will fly by way faster than you know it…we’ll see each other soon..i promise.” You reassure him, not trying to sound too cheesy but also trying to lift his spirits somewhat.

it’s been over 2 months since you’ve seen each other last. School has picked up and made it impossible to be able to visit him in jersey, even just for a weekend.

You were starting to forget a time where it actually was easy to see each other.

And you were getting so used to late night phone calls to one another, and luke sending you random long ass text messages about how much he misses you at random hours of the night. and you being so fed up with everything that you cave and just call him even when you know he’s busy or at practice, because you miss hearing his voice so much.

“it’s just been so long since i’ve seen your face. ugh i hate this shit so much. i’m just... so fucking over it.” Luke continues pouring out and his words are laced with a bit of anger, causing his voice to have a scratchy and dark quality.

he’s clearly getting more and more frustrated about the current situation the longer it goes on and you know he’s getting irritated with only being able to talk on the phone and over facetime. we both are.

“Luke i understand... i miss you and i love you so much. And look, i know you’re upset but there’s really not much we can do about it right now is there?” You say before luke interrupts you with a loud sigh.

“hey what can i do though? huh? ...how can i help you feel better?” You ask with as much reassurance in your voice as possible, trying hard to keep your voice high and uplifting even though youre feeling just as down and unhappy as he is right now.

he doesn’t answer and you are sat in silence for too long to still be expecting him to answer your question.

“what’s on your mind? Will u just talk to me?” You ask innocently.

“ugh. fuck! i don’t know! nothing i guess.” Luke sighs out, raising his voice and catching you off guard.

“i’m just trying to help … can you calm down a little..” you say quietly because you know he was probably wound up about a lot of stuff on his mind and you can tell that he is putting his anger in the wrong places.

“you don’t need to tell me to calm down...there’s nothing you can do ok? it’s fucking awful. i hate this...fuck..” he spits out at me. “can we just talk about something else?” he asks with his voice still raised.

“look, im not trying to force you to talk to me if you don’t want to but you called me and clearly something is on your mind..whether it’s the fact that we can’t be together right now or something else but you can’t just get angry with me for no reason.” You say sternly and hear him about to say something more but you interrupt him “just please lower your voice...” you add.

“i’m not getting angry. i’m just really fucking annoyed and you’re not helping” he says exasperatedly and you are taken by surprise with his words and a little pissed off that he’s taking out whatever he is angry about at you.

You stay silent on the other end of the phone as his words instantly put tears into yohr eyes and you don’t say anything because he is being so unnecessarily rude to you.

“i’m sorry, i’m just having a really fucking bad day...” he adds and you hold your breath trying to not make your shaky breathing noticeable as he keep talking.

You begin to feel the tears slowly start to stream down your face but you quickly blink them away knowing he’s only mad about the situation and not worth yours tears. but his words made you feel so so hurt.

there’s silence between the both of you for a few seconds as you try to get yourself together and acknowledge that he hurt you.

“Ok. Im not gonna sit here and listen to you complain about something that i literally cannot fix or change right now. i’m sorry you’re feeling upset and angry with what’s going on but you can’t just call me and take all your fucking anger out on me. it’s just not fair. i really miss you too ok? ...i’m sorry we can’t be together right now but i can’t do anything to help if you’re not going to tell me what’s actually wrong...just...call me back when you calm down a little” you say trying your hardest to not raise your voice and lash out exactly like he just did to you.

he’s quiet on the other side of the phone and you hear him about to reply as you hang up the phone before he has the chance to respond, knowing you are probably not going to like or want to hear what he has to say to you at this moment anyway.

this isn’t the first conversation that’s went like this recently. this past week luke has been getting more and more pissed off and angry rather than just upset about you not being able to see each other right now and it’s not doing you any good.

Youve been trying your hardest to just hear him out and be there for him but today’s conversation was different, usually you share a mutual sadness about not being able to see each other and talk about all the things you miss and then it cheers you both up hearing all the fun things you can do together once exams and the hockey season ends.

but today luke wouldn’t even tell you what was bothering him without getting mad and it didn’t help that he was putting his anger towards you.

Feeling really frustrated about that conversation, you plug your phone back into the charger and start to feel a slight sinking in your stomach.

You hated the fact that you just hung up on him and didn’t resolve your discussion. And you knkw it was his fault for getting angry at you but can’t help but feel a little guilty for just hanging up the phone without saying goodbye.

to get your mind off of it for a while you start tidying up your room and play some music to drown out the silence.

Now it’s almost nearing 2pm and luke hasn’t called back or even texted and it’s been almost an hour.

You begin to get more and more pissed off that he hasn’t said anything and consider just sending him a text but you remember the things he said to you . so you ignore the feeling and continue waiting for him to call you back.

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After deciding to lay down and read a book to distract yourself, you accidentally fell asleep for a few hours. Waking up to see that it’s around 6pm...you definitely slept longer than you should have.

Surprisingly, you see that luke tried calling back and left a few texts as well.

Lukey: hi

Lukey: i’m really sorry about earlier

Lukey: can you call me back please? i need to apologize...i didn’t mean to get upset at you. i know none of this is your fault

Lukey: please call me back

You decide not to answer him right away and start making yourself some mac and cheese and sitting at the dining room table waiting as you wait for the water to boil.

You were beginning to get so impatient. Impatient with everything, but especially with luke. You wanted him to call you again. Do something, say something. Try harder.

Your thoughts were spiraling and you knew calling him back was really the only way to stop them.

After finishing making and eating your dinner you sit down at the couch to finally call luke back. at this point your stupid argument definitely didn’t feel worth all this and you felt a little guilty for ignoring him all day long.

You ultimately decide to facetime him so you can see his face and he answers you on the second ring.

immediately you see him laying down in his bed wearing no shirt and his wet hair hanging down his face on one side and his face slightly smushed against his pillow.

he smiles at you knowingly and waits for you to say something so that he knows if i’m still angry at him or not.

“why are you staring at me?” You blush a little, ignoring your anger for a moment. he just smiles back at you with his pretty little face and completely ignores the question.

Luke sees you awkward laugh a little feeling a bit insecure with the way he’s staring at you, but he continues. and he laughs lightly as he sits up and turns the light on so that you can see him better.

“i’m really really sorry baby...” he starts “i’m sorry for getting upset at you. I shouldn’t have done that. i was just so fed up and tired of not being able to see you and i let my feelings get the best of me, i also was just having a really shitty day. Practice fucking sucked today and you already know how shitty our game has been lately.” He says with honest sincerity and regret in his voice.

“i took my anger out at you which i should not have done...and im really not trying to make any excuses because I know i hurt you. And i promise i won’t get mad at you about this ever again, especially since you did absolutely nothing wrong...” he spills out apologetically.

You say nothing at first and just wait for him to continue his apology. making it clear to him that he was completely out of hand and you are not gonna put up with his bitchy attitude. And he continues,

“... to be honest i’ve been feeling like you don’t miss me as much as i miss you which sounds stupid but i just got so angry because i didn’t understand. When you forget to call or text i just…i take it hard..” he says trailing off at the end.

“what? luke i’ve been trying so hard to keep it together for you because i know how upset this makes you. trust me when i tell you i miss you more than anything...i suck at remembering things like texting goodnight and stuff because I’ve just been so exhausted with work and school. You’re on my mind all the time and i promise you that i will try harder to not forget those things.” you quickly reply, making sure he understands just how much you mean it.

“i love you so much.” You add and smile at him as uou see his small smile on your phone screen.

“i love you too baby. i’m so sorry for getting mad..” he says quietly and puts his head down a little.

“it’s ok...i understand your frustration.” You add with a little laugh letting him know you’re over it.

“i saw your instagram story..” you change the subject and he smiles at you with his face getting a bit red.

“You posted us?” You say knowingly as he smirks at you and runs his hands through his hair.

Luke had posted a slightly blurry photo of the two of you on the boat last summer saying he misses both the summer and you. It made you melt to see him gush about you, especially because he was typically such a private person.

“You are so cute..” you say honestly. and youstart to laugh a little remembering that night on the boat together and how it was the night luke asked you to be his girlfriend.

Luke wasnt always the most romantic person but he put so much thought into that night, his words, every little thing he planned he put so much care into and it was such a beautiful moment.

You would never forget it.

“im glad you saw it. i wanted to show you how much you mean to me..and how sorry i was.” he chuckles and it makes you softly laugh, knowing the world would have no idea that post was technically an apology to you.

“will you stay on FaceTime with me tonight? i miss falling asleep with you…” you ask politely and luke nods his head and smiles at you.

“of course...” he replies.

“i’m glad you’re not mad at me anymore baby” He says quietly.

“I could never stay mad at you..” you say knowing how true of a statement it honestly was.

“...and I don’t deserve you” luke says almost in a whisper, seemingly more to himself as opposed to you

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[powerfultenderness]

Hello there author! I know you're taking your time writing the chapter 2 but may we have Neighbor!König visiting y/n to her office, where könig drop off her things or she kinda forgot her lunch something. Thank you for the hard work you put into your fic! WE LOVE IT!

Ahh, i'm sorry! I guess I needed a little time off from writing, but I'm back! And thank you very much!

Lol idk what Reader does for a living, but it sounds nice! I hope you like it!

(Rated T+)

It wasn’t until an hour after your shift started that you realized you’d forgotten your lunch in König’s truck, and it was only because he texted you. You sighed and shot off a quick response, telling him not to worry about it. You can just walk across the street to one of the fast food joints and grab lunch there. You thought nothing more of it and got back to work. 

And you would have continued to think nothing more of it until you saw more than one security guard making their way to the front. Odd. You glanced at the clock, it was still a few minutes before your lunch break, and thus a few minutes before you could be nosy and check out what was going on. Well, at least that's what you thought just before your desk phone rang. 

“There’s a man here for you,”  the receptionist sounded a bit anxious. “I’ve got security keeping him in the lobby, but he’s insisting that he see you.” 

Oh! No! 

“Let me guess, big guy, like, absurdly big. With a scary looking mask?”

“Yea. Should I call the police?”

“Oh please don’t! He’s…harmless.” 

“Are you su-”

“I’ll be down in a sec!” 

Ok, you weren’t entirely sure he was harmless. He had told you stories of his time fighting in war zone conflicts, and though he never said it outright, you’re pretty sure he has a kill count that’s higher than one. But in this particular scenario, just visiting your office, as long as no one tried to fight him, you’re almost certain he wouldn’t do anything. (The thought never crossed your mind that the only other situation in which he’d react violently is if you were threatened in any manner). 

By the time you reached the lobby, there were three security guards standing a few feet from König. Two of them were very clearly nervous. They’re not at all in any kind of shape, one of them is on the elderly side and the other on the pudgy side. The one young man that is in any kind of fighting shape honestly looks so small compared to König. 

“Oh, you can let him through, he’s with me!” You spoke up in a loud, clear, and forcibly cheerful voice. 

You were glad for the time it took to get to the lobby, it’d given you just enough time to think of what to say to security. You weren’t entirely sure on where you stood in relation to König. What were you supposed to refer to him as? At this point he was more than just your neighbor. You could say he was your friend, but somehow that didn’t feel like enough either. Yet to call him your boyfriend or partner felt like a stretch. (He was just a really nice neighbor, who was also a good friend, who you maybe sometimes had a little bit of a crush on). So, for now, he was just “with you”. 

König was used to having his orders followed. It had been years since he had been denied access to anything and these small men that pretended like they could stop him, all while shaking in their boots, were beginning to…annoy him. Just when he was about to push past them, he heard your voice declare that he was with you. 

It was you who slipped past security as you lightly ran up to him. “König!” You smiled and, much to his surprise, pulled him into a quick hug. 

Just like that he forgot about the way dealing with these civilians that worked with you had made his anxiety flare, how he wanted something to fight, to put his physical energy into. It all melted away as his world shrunk to just you. Your body flush against his for a single moment, the soft touch of your hands on his back. He was so tempted to lift his hood and bury his face into the crook of your neck, to inhale the intoxicating aroma that haunted his dreams. He almost whined when you pulled out of the hug, one of your hands moving to the bag that he was carrying. 

"I thought I told you not to worry about it?" 

Before he could stutter out some excuse, you turned around, to the little audience in the lobby, and he had the urge to pull you behind him, to shield you from their eyes. They didn't deserve to look upon you, and certainly didn't deserve your attention. 

Perhaps you thought this too (not quite) since you turned back to him and motioned back to the entrance. "Let's go sit outside, it's nice out." 

He would follow you anywhere, especially when you looped your arms around one of his like that. You led him to a side patio, where a couple of picnic tables and benches were set up under comfortable shade. There were already other people seated in the area, but one look at him and they returned to their business, better to ignore the frightful stranger than to antagonize him. 

You chose a picnic table furthest away from others and took your bag that he had still been carrying and set it down. "Do you have to leave right away?" 

“No.” He shook his head as you sat down on the bench facing outwards.

“Good, then, want to join me for lunch?” 

He sat down next to you, glad that he didn’t have to try to squeeze his legs under the table and probably bang up his knees in the process. He realized, a soft smile pulling at his lips, as you turned to start digging through your bag that that was probably the reason you sat this way, for his comfort. 

He shook his head when you offered a share of your food. "I don't want you to get hungry later." 

"Please, you've seen me buy car snacks, you really think I don't also have desk snacks? I would be just fine even if you hadn't brought my lunch, which, thank you, by the way. This is really nice of you." When was the last time someone had been so thoughtful? 

"You're like a squirrel." He laughed as he accepted the offered food.

"Psh." You playfully rolled your eyes and softly bumped your shoulder into his arm. "If I'm a squirrel, what does that make you?" 

He was silent for a moment, head slightly tilted to the side, before he looked at you, eyes crinkled under his hood in a way that you’d come to recognize as a smile. "A dog." 

"A dog?...But dogs are always chasing squirrels!” You then gasped dramatically, "don't tell me you want to eat me!" 

König fought down the sudden surge of heat brought on by the memory of a dream. It made his responding laugh a bit too loud, a bit too awkward and forced him to attempt to cover it up. By growling and leaning down quickly to nip at your shoulder. 

"Ah!!" You half shrieked and half laughed as you leaned away from him just enough to get out of his silly attempt at biting you through the hood that covered his face. "Stop!" You finally managed through giggles. 

He pulled away with another playful growl and snapped his teeth at you twice. "One day I will catch you, Squirrel." 

"Yea? Then what?" You laughed again. 

He was quiet for just a second too long, eyes boring into you a bit too intensely. He even dropped the playful tone in his voice, now deeper and rougher than you were used to hearing. "I'll eat you." 

It’s a good thing that you weren’t eating or drinking anything at that exact moment or you would have choked at the way it sounded! He certainly couldn’t have meant it like that! You chuckled and looked away from him, hoping he could not tell that your thoughts were less than appropriate. 

Finished with the main part of your lunch, you opened the packed snack cake and portioned it in half, once again intending to share with König, but he shook his head. It wasn’t so much that he didn’t like this particular snack, not that he’d ever go out of his way to buy the like either, it’s just that he knew it was your favorite. Though, you must have sensed that, as you narrowed your eyes suspiciously at him.

You portioned an even smaller piece, “not even a little taste?” And held the piece of confection up at level where you assumed his mouth was.

König froze, if you were offering to feed him…

You reached for the edge of his hood and pulled it forward, giving you room to slip your other hand under it without revealing his face. The backs of your fingers lightly ghosted across his chin until you held the treat near enough to his mouth. Though he remained stock still, eyes never leaving yours, his lips wrapped around the offered treat and his tongue barely brushing against your fingers. 

It was hardly a bite, and his lips and tongue had hardly touched your fingers for half a second. You smiled, hot in the face, and pulled your hand back, “good?” 

He hummed and nodded. “Very good. Sweet.” 

As if your face wasn’t burning enough! 

You looked down at your portion of the sweet treat to realize there was a dab of cream on your finger still. You glanced back at him, not completely titling your head back up, casting your eyes in a coquettish shadow, and licked your finger. “Good.” 

König quietly grunted, one of his hands landing on your knee as he leaned in a little closer to you. He didn’t know why. He just needed to be closer to you, needed to feel you. 

Your breath hitched but you pretended not to be affected by his touch as you quickly finished off your lunch while his fingers fidgeted with the hem of your skirt. You then grabbed his hand, gently squeezing before you pushed it off your knee. “Unfortunately, I am not a general that can dictate my own break times.” 

“What?” 

You cleaned up what trash was left from your lunch and tossed it in a nearby bin. “My lunch is just about up.” Sure enough, an alarm on your phone sounded just as you returned to the table.

König frowned, it felt like he just arrived! How could your lunch be up already? “Oh, let me.” He stood up and grabbed the bag you had stored your lunch in. An excuse to visit you later.

“Thanks.” You started to walk back to the office, him right beside you again. “And thanks again for stopping by. Can you still pick me up after work?” “Yes. Five?” “Yep!” 

König is practically walking on air after lunch, though eager for the end of the day. He couldn’t wait to see you again. 

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[vminizzle]

let me take my time

pairing : boyfriend!namjoon x f.reader

genre : suggestive

warnings : teasing?, marking, making out, biting kink, that’s all I guess :)

words count : 0.4k

A/N : Finally a Namjoon fic!! A MESS for sure. So short :( and probably not what y’all expected but yea sorry. I’ve been so busy with college. I’m sorry again. Love y’all!! ( I’ll correct the mistakes later ) - sunny

FEEDBACKS ARE VERY WELCOMED !!

You gasped quietly as Namjoon suddenly picked you up, hands under your thighs, your legs around his waist.

"what are you doing?" you smiled confused.

“you’re mine.” he said before kissing you softly making you laugh between the little kisses.

He put one of his hand behind your lower back holding you tightly. You moaned at the softness of his lips as he held you up, pressing you against the wall. You pulled at his hair making him groan.

“touch me Joon” you whined impatiently.

“let me take my time ” he smirked to tease you a bit.

You furrowed your eyebrows as you hit him lighting on his shoulder.

“Arghh fine fine” Namjoon rolled his eyes.

He walked toward your shared bedroom, putting you down on your feet and didn’t lose time to get rid of your shirt. He guided you to the bed and laid you delicately on the soft sheet. His lips met your tummy gently making you moan when he suddenly bite the flesh softly.

“you like it when I bite you baby?” he smirked looking up at you.

You couldn’t looked at him so you turned your embarrassed face away from Namjoon and nodded. He chuckled as his soft kisses get higher. He bit your collarbone on purpose only to see you bit you lip trying to keep the "embarrassing" sounds of pleasure from him. He hummed against your skin as he said “baby let me hear your cute little sounds.”

“ugh you’re so annoying!” you groaned making him laugh loudly.

He buried his face into the crook of your neck, sucking slowly on the skin his tongue grazing over the purple flowers he created as he licked the abused skin. He caressed your thighs over your jean “please take it off” you whined.

Namjoon complied as he got off the bed. “you look so beautiful like this” he groaned looking at you lustfully.

He hovered over you again as he caressed your thigh up and down gently. You closed your eyes enjoying the feeling of his big hands on your body. His touches felt so heavenly, so delicate, so caring, gentle and so warm, you couldn’t get enough of this.

He buried his face in the crook of your neck again making you laugh as his warm breath tickled you.

 "what?“ Namjoon looked up at you smiling.

"nothing, your breath tickled me.” you smiled at him. He hummed before pecking your nose lovingly “you’re so cute, you know that?”.

You pecked his lips “you are the cute one here.” you smiled again.

“I’m not the one laying sexily on the bed, wearing a cute panties with pandas on it , huh” he smirked.

You hid your face behind your hands shyly “idiot.”

“yours.” he replied smiling wildly.

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A/N : I wanted to continue this but idk - should I ? 

[kumezyzo]

planned on posted something else two days ago.... but this just happened to come to mind and i- yea, anyway, this is another bf!sapnap but slightly suggestive but still in the realm of fluff, yea idfk..... minors, you can read but do not interact!!!

also, not a usual blurby type of writing, more narrative idk....

enjoy....or dont! :) m.list

bf!sapnap who doesnt let go of you in the mornings admist his deep slumber

you woke up a few minutes ago but didnt feel the need to get up. not that you could if you wanted to, your boyfriends arms were draped over you, but you've learned in the past to not attempt a silent escape.

soon enough, the warmth wasnt enough to keep you there and you felt the strong urge to go to the bathroom only growing.

as you pulled away from his chest, he shifted and pulled you back towards him. you pursed your lips and sighed.

"Nick, i need to go to the bathroom," you tried to whisper to him. He softly groaned and snuggled into you. "Nick!"

He stirred a little and managed to barely open his eyes, "hmm?"

"can you let go? i need to pee..."

he sighed and lifted his arm off of you before snuggling into your pillow and warmth you left behind. you smiled at the sight of his face pressed into the pillow, all that was visible being his messy hair.

when you walk out of the bathroom and back into your bedroom, you shake your head at the sight of him not having moved.

bf!sapnap who wakes up in your bed disoriented and wondering where you went. he would waddle out of bed and go look for you immediately.

when he spots you at the kitchen island scrolling on your phone, he smiles drowsily.

"you left me all alone to scroll on your phone?" he asks trying to sound annoyed. It was distrupted his smile.

"oh, im so sorry," you say sarcastically as he took steps closer to you. "i was under the impression you werent even awake when i left you."

"you would have left me without me knowing?" he gasps, turning you in the spinning island chair to stand between your legs.

"i guess i already did," you said putting your phone down and leaning in to kiss him, a smile that matched his growing on your face.

"hmm, thats really messed up" he whispers against your lips before kissing you.

bf!sapnap who lets go of you to go to the bathroom as you try to decide on food to order for breakfast. when he find his way back, he is back all on you.

he has his arms wrapped around you you as he looks over your shoulder to look on your phone with you.

"yea that looks good," he says, briefly glancing at you before nuzzling his nose into your jaw. "just pay with my card baby."

you bit your lip at the low resonance of his voice. instinctually, you close your eyes as he starts pressing soft kisses to your jaw and neck.

"wow... are you tryna spoil me or something?"

he chuckles quietly, "just go ahead peaches, order it."

"mhm..." you pry your eyes open and finish the payment process. as soon as the payment went through, you turned around and kissed him. he accepted happily and grinned at the way you pulled him in closer.

yea idk what this is. i wanted to make it longer but its too much work.... i might make a pt.2 but idk for sure. tell me if i should or whatever.

btw where is 🐬 anon 😭😭 they were my motivator fr fr -Nony

[cheegu3]

Hiii, idk if the your request is open but if it is then can you make a extended story for Jay and Ni-ki on "enhypen when you accidentally injured your self"

hi ofc :) I hope u enjoy & sorry for the late response!!

pt.1

tw / trigger warning: yandere themes, swearing, retching, murder, knives

wc: 1k

(( none of the GIFs are mine, if you feel uncomfortable with yours being used in yandere fics pls message me <3 :) ))

Ni-ki & Jay - reaction to you accidentally injuring yourself, pt.2

Jay

The pain was killing you, making your nails dig into Jay’s shoulder from where you held on for dear life as he carried you. It was a weird sensation, like anything you’d ever experienced before and every little movement sent splitting pain up your spine, making you hiss.

As he carried you your boyfriend kept patting your back to calm you and throwing worried glances to make sure you weren’t in too much pain. But he knew he couldn’t put you down to rest so he pushed through it, all the way to the house.

Inside, you were laid down on the couch. You guessed Jay chose that instead of the bed because it was closer; or because he could keep an eye on you as he worked downstairs.

‘‘ What would you do without me? Stupid ‘‘ he said with clenched teeth, worry making his eyebrows knit together.

‘‘ I just wanted to take a walk in the garden ‘‘  painful memories came flooding back to the beginning of your relationship, when he didn’t trust you enough to leave the house.

‘‘ You said I could do that ‘‘ 

He sighed defeatedly, acknowledging you were right.

‘‘ Still ‘‘ he laughs, to ease up the tense atmosphere ‘‘ Who gets their leg stuck in a tree? ‘‘

You smiled too. But while doing so your body moved a bit, that millimetre being enough for the pain to shoot back up again. You let out a shaky breath, trying not to let your pain show because you didn’t want to be a burden to your boyfriend.

He noticed of course, eyes immediately finding yours at the sound of your unsteady breaths. He came over and crouched, fingers shaking as they hesitated to touch your ankle.

‘‘ It’s okay ‘‘ 

You tried your best to give him a reassuring smile and hold his hand, hoping he’d leave you to go back to work.

When he didn’t move you shook your head.

‘‘ I don’t wanna be the reason you get fired ‘‘

That seemed to make him smile again.

‘‘ Don’t be stupid. I wouldn’t mind getting fired if it’s for you ‘‘

You fake retched at his sudden cuteness.

‘‘ Yah! ‘‘ his ears turned red and he avoided looking at you.

‘‘ Anyways...my doctor will be here tomorrow to give you a cast ‘‘ his eyes softened sympathetically again ‘‘ I hope you won’t be in too much pain until then ‘‘

‘‘ What? You have your own doctor? ‘‘ you gasped dramatically, hand clutched to your chest.

He rolled his eyes and scoffed.

‘‘ I’ll sleep downstairs to keep you company ‘‘

You pretended to look annoyed that he offered such a sweet gesture but Jay saw through you, the corners of his mouth tugging into a smile.

‘‘ Don’t pretend you don’t like it ‘‘ 

Ni-ki

‘‘ Niki? ‘‘ was the first thing you said when you opened your eyes, head almost colliding with your boyfriend’s as you tried to sit up.

You giggled as you pictured him standing so close and inspecting you to really make sure he could see you were okay. 

A deep sigh escaped from him. But then almost immediately he drew back as he heard you laugh at him; his expression going back to the usual cold and stoic face.

You knew it was coming, but seeing his cute and worried face before would prevent you from crying at his scolding this time.

‘‘ What the fuck were you doing? ‘‘

You tried not to smile, knowing it would only make him angrier and shout even louder. Instead you faked a scared and sad expression.

Next your eyes darted to the doctor, trying as hard as he could to drag Ni-ki back from your bed - he seemed to be scared for your safety when your boyfriend raised his voice. But he still flinched as Ni-ki turned back to give him a glare.

His eyes were filled with hatred and his words were venomous.

‘‘ Did you forget what I told you outside? ‘‘

Slowly the doctor backed away from the psycho - mouth slightly open in what looked like a silent gasp. But Ni-ki wasn’t done, he followed the poor man as he desperately tried to reach the door; being grabbed by the wrist before he could do so.

You couldn’t see your boyfriend’s face but you could only imagine it as the doctor was shaking in fear, eyes bulging as he hung on to every word the taller male said.

‘‘ I’m not done with you. While you’re still here you can be useful for one more thing ‘‘ he crouched down to his level ‘‘ Give me the names of the people in the car that hit my darling ‘‘

His low voice sent shivers down the doctor’s spine, who struggled to speak without stuttering - it amused Ni-ki.

‘‘ I-I can take you to them ‘’

A satisfied smile replaced his cold glare and he glanced back at you telling you to behave before following the doctor out.

Already being prepared, he had brought the knife with him to the hospital and was now clutching it in his pocket on the way to the room where those bastards were.

Even from a distance their voices could be heard in the hall. Ni-ki’s hand began to shake in anger. They didn’t sound nearly as badly injured as you were.

The doctor slid the door open and stepped to the side. Your boyfriend looked at the door and then at him, signalling quietly for him to close the door.

He did so and then threw the curtains hastily in front - seemingly knowing what the tall male was capable of and what was about to go down.

‘‘ Wh- ‘‘

He didn’t even give them a chance to speak as he lunged for the man closest to him, plunging the knife deep into his flesh and relishing the sound it made.

He had really missed killing.

[boyfhee]

CHANCES AT ROMANCE : jake sim

w. some guy passing comments ; 1.27k

note. i might write more parts and make this jake au thing idk PS IM SORRY IF THIS SUCKS i forgot how to write help

“so, you come here often?” is not the question you expected you hear on a nice monday morning, especially in a voice that belongs to the person you’ve been avoiding actively for five days now. 

“sometimes,” it’s a short response, words that left your mouth unwillingly to save yourself from giving other’s ideas that you’re being rude, or more accurately, in hopes that he would leave once you’ve answered all your questions. 

“guess i have to pay attention now,” he chuckles with a menacing tone, shifting the madrid bar stool he has been sitting on a little closer to yours, arms almost brushing against yours. “don’t want to miss on such a beautiful sight,” 

and, jake has been observing the scene for a while now. 

step by step, his hands busy with preparing the drink while his eyes were fixed upon you or rather, the uninvited stranger sitting next to you, who has been making you uncomfortable since the minute you arrived in the cafe. and, jake can think of two options. 

one, to call the manager, report him on this inappropriate incident and have the guy thrown out as he should, and second, to go out and rescue you himself. his neurons are signalling towards the first choice, telling him to take out his phone and ring the manager because any other sane person would do the same, in order to solve the situation without creating a scene. his mind is diverting towards the first option but his heart is telling him to go with the other, because it’s you, the one who sits two rows in front of him in english lessons, the one who once paid for his lunch because his card kept declining, the one who has been on his mind ever since the day you first came to the cafe. 

“by the way,” jake’s attention goes back to you and the guy next to you. “we share theology,” and his fists clench at the sight of him trying to wrap his arms around you, making you visibly uncomfortable, so much that anyone out there would notice. 

“i don’t think so,” you reply, shifting away from him. 

“of course you don’t, you sit in the front so you wouldn’t know who sits at the back of the class,” and he sounds a little annoyed, maybe it’s because you keep avoiding him, answering in phrases instead of indulging into the conversation as much as him. jake watches you press your lips into a thin line. he doesn’t care that he’s taking too much time to prepare your order. “but i watch you everyday,” 

you push him away, or try to, a slight push that seems to irritate him even more. “uh, you’re too close,” 

“c’mon, you—” 

“i’d appreciate it if you don’t get too close to my girlfriend,” and jake doesn’t care if he even gets to make anyone’s order because at this point, getting the guy out of the cafe is his first priority. god, if only he would punch that asshole’s face, he would. 

“girlfriend?” the annoyance in his voice intoxicates every word that leaves his mouth, a sharp gaze as if they would cut right through everyone present in the room; jake could only laugh at the audacity he has. “hey, is he your boyfriend?” 

“why, do you not believe me?” jake rests his hand upon your shoulder, a gesture that translates the words he has been meaning to say, an action that tells you that you are safe, and you’ll be fine, because jake can handle the situation, and so, you relax under his touch, texting your friend to come pick you up from the cafe. “you can hear it from her if it’ll help you sleep better at night,” 

“you should’ve told me you had a boyfriend,” the guy stands up, half embarrassed, half in rage, and jake might even get in a fight with him by the end of the day judging from the looks he’s giving the boy standing behind you. you sit there frozen, afraid that things would escalate to something much bigger, but jake’s grip fastens around your shoulder and yet still ever so gentle that maybe, it’s the reason why you feel at ease as every second passes. 

“i told you to leave me alone. boyfriend or not, no means no,” you speak up, hoping what happened today won’t repeat itself. “and yes, he is my boyfriend,” hoping that he wouldn’t show up in front of you now that you’re calling him your boyfriend and playing right into his games. 

and jake doesn’t waste another minute with your order, immediately getting back to his job while making sure to tend back to you once again. it would be a lie to say you haven’t been coming to the cafe for him, though it wouldn’t be a complete truth either. a part of the reason was the menu that suits your exact taste, and another part would be jake, who fits your taste in men as well, to put it simply. 

you met jake at orientation lecture before your classes started officially. well, you saw him sitting in front of you with his friends, not that you know their names but you think you will once you get closer to jake. the second time you saw jake was in your english lecture and it felt as if suddenly, you were at the line between staying afloat and drowning in your ocean-deep thoughts. although jake sat behind you, you could feel yourself getting conscious about everything you did to not come off as someone weird and crazy, and you almost had your chances at asking him to come to a science museum with you before the whole ordeal with your so-called ‘admirer’ happened. 

having him as your fake boyfriend on a nice monday morning is not what you expected, but it’s not an all-bad start after all. 

“i’m sorry if that made you uncomfortable,” he walks back to the counter, standing in front of you with your order in his hands while proceeding to handle the receipt and other formalities, and it would make him really embarrassed if you got even a slight idea that he’s doing meaningless things just to buy more time with you.  

“thank you,” you mutter. 

he puts his hands on the table, leaning over it before looking right into your eyes, and it’s surprising how you weren’t aware that his looks were this captivating. “does that happen everyday?” 

there’s a slight hint of concern in his words, as if he’s not asking the question just for the sake of it, or just to create a good impression, because if he had known, jake would’ve already pretended to be your boyfriend and make sure the situation didn’t drag you along with it for days or more. “for the past few weeks, yeah,” 

“your drink,” a faint gratitude falls off your lips, eyes falling upon the receipt to see his number scribbled in his messy handwriting right above the order details. and this wasn’t how you were expecting to get his number but again, you don’t have complaints. “call me if he shows up again,”

“yeah,” your lips curl into a smile, with his’ mirroring your actions, waving you a small goodbye as you stand up, grabbing your bag and drink. you stuff the receipt in the pocket of your jacket, ready to leave with something blossoming inside of your heart, perhaps the feelings that you’ve been trying to suppress until the right time comes; and now that it’s here, maybe it’s time for you to take your chances at romance. “see you around, jake,” 

[ahgasegotarmy116]

"You like it?" | Hwang Hyunjin

Summary: Hyunjin got a new eyebrow piercing and he wants to know what you think Pairing: Reader x Hyunjin (non idol au, established relationship) Word Count: 1.6k~ Warnings: Oral (male receiving), explicit language, teasing, idk man that's it i guess. a/n: Pure filth and it kinda sucks (pun intended lmao) but I hope you guys like it 😅 This is my first Stray Kids fic so idk if it'll get any attention 🥲 p.s. I only have like one picture of hyunjin with his piercing and I didn't really look good on a banner so sorry no banner for his one 😭

"Hey baby" I say, greeting my boyfriend as he walks in. "How did work go?" I question taking his jacket and hanging it up for him. "Yeah it went alright, can't complain" he says and walks over to the kitchen to grab a glass of water. 

"Why are you still wearing your sunglasses?" I question, amused at seeing the dark lenses covering his face while inside our apartment. "Oh, no reason" he says, pushing them back up the bridge of his nose.

"So, are you gonna take them off?" I laugh while crossing my arms over my chest. "Wasn't planning on it" he says with a smirk, clearly showing he's up to something. "What did you do?" I question, giving him a chance to come clean before I force him to. 

"Why would you think I did something?" he retorts copying my posture with his arms over his chest as well. "Don't play coy with me" I say, still intrigued with what exactly he's trying to hide. "Why would I be playing coy with you?" he teases and when he shakes his head at me I see something under his bangs catch a gleam of light. 

"Hyunjin did you get a piercing?" I question with my eyes wide and now trying to take his glasses off myself. "No" he says ducking under my arm and running away from me. "Yes you did don't lie to me" I say rushing after him. 

"Why would I be lying to you?" he throws at me while trying to keep his giggles at bay. "Then why are you running?" I say and finally am able to grab ahold of his arm but he pulls me along with him and I lose my balance. Waiting for my face to hit the floor I'm instead met with the firm muscle of his chest. 

"You really are clumsy, aren't you?" he laughs with him laying on the floor and me having landed on top of him. "If you hadn't been messing around then I wouldn't have fallen" I retort and struggle to try and get up but he places a stronghold around my waist, keeping me there. 

"You wanna see what I did today?" he questions and I decide to just nod since the answer is rhetorical at this point. "Go ahead" he says raising his brows a bit and nonverbally telling me to take off his sunglasses revealing two little silver balls resting on his brow. 

"I knew it!" I say feeling victorious. "I knew it? That's you reaction?" he asks laughing at me. "Well yeah, I was right" I say laughing right along with him. "Why didn't you tell me?" I say my eyes now fixated on it. "I wanted it to be a surprise" he says sitting up and leaving me trying to slide off his lap but his hands on my hips keep me from leaving. 

"So..." he asks. "So what?" I tease back, not giving into him clearly fishing for compliments. "So what do you think?" he says now frowning at me, annoyed with my teasing. "Yeah it's fine" I say, brushing him off and trying to escape but my efforts are laid to waste again as he keeps me close.

"You hate it" he says, resigning to insecurity. "Baby, no I'm just teasing you" I say turning around and seeing his brows pinched together in worry. "You wanna know what I really think?" I ask and he simply responds with a raise of his pierced brow. 

"Stand up" I say and we both get up onto our feet and I get on my tiptoes and kiss him, leaving him wanting more as he chases after my lips when I pull away but when he opens his eyes they widen to saucers as he sees me getting on my knees in front of him. I look down at his belt and then back up at him, waiting for permission and he gives me a slight nod accompanied by a grin, loving what a simple piercing has done for me.

I trail my hands up his thighs slowly and watch his eyes light up as they inch closer and I make sure to rub him lightly on my way up leaving him growling at my teasing. Once I've reaches his belt I unfasten it quickly leaving his hips jerking with each tug I do and toss it across the room (for dramatic effect).

Unbuttoning his jeans and pulling down the zipper is a task that he feels is going too slow for him so he swats my hands away and does it himself and pulls down his jeans but leaves his boxers on for me to take care of. 

Looking at the outline of his dick get bigger I look up at him through my lashes and hear him curse under his breath. I look back down and see a slight wet patch on the outside and smile at the fact. "Look, I've barely touched you and yet you're already leaking pre cum all over" I coo, pressing my thumb against the spot, teasing the tip and leaving his hips bucking into my touch. 

"So needy" I taunt and lean in, replacing my thumb with my tongue, dragging it up and down his shaft, teasing him as much as he'll let me. "Stop" he growls and I look up at him feigning innocence as he cocks his brow at me, waiting impatiently for me to move on. 

I hook my thumbs under his waistband and pull them down leaving his dick springing up and almost smacking me in the face. My mouth waters at the sight, his tip tripping with pre cum, all red and sensitive already with me barely having touched him, veins running on the underside of his cock leaving me wanting to trace my tongue all over them. 

Best of all though is looking up at him while he's waiting with bated breath, his eyes full of desire as he watches me from above and nibbling on his bottom lip. I drag the tip of my tongue up and down his shaft, giving only enough pressure to show that I'm there and I can see his thighs start to contract, quickly losing his patience. 

I laugh a bit and when he goes to open his mouth I take the tip into my mouths and swirl my tongue all around it, sucking on it lightly leaving him letting out a sigh in satisfaction from finally getting some sort of stimulation.

I let it out of my mouth with a pop and spit on my hand, rubbing my hand up and down his shaft, pumping him as I watch all of the tension drain from his body, his mouth slightly parted and his brows scrunched together from the pleasure he's feeling. 

"Fuck" he stutters when I pick up the pace and his eyes shoot open and look down at me, donning a devious smirk. "You fucking minx" he growls and I don't bother denying it as I stop my ministrations for a moment and waiting for him to protest before taking him in my mouth again. making sure to gather more saliva to drag up and down his cock until I'm drooling all over myself. 

He's fighting against his body wanting to close his eyes and throw his head back and get lost in the feeling versus keeping his eyes open and watching me on my knees with my doe eyes looking up at him while he watches his dick go in and out of my mouth while I rub my thighs together to give myself some relief.

"Shit" he groans and loses the battle, throwing his head back and grabbing onto my hair and I keep bobbing up and down, my jaw starting to ache. "Fuck keep going, where do you want it?" he ask, giving me a choice. I instead of answering hollow out my cheeks before swallowing around him, earning a growl in return. 

"You gonna swallow gorgeous?" he asks, watching my tear streaked face as more fall in their wake mingling with the drool running down my chin. "Blink twice for yes love" he says leaving me blinking twice immediately. "Fuck" he says and takes a hold of my head, thrusting into my mouth a few more times before he's cumming down my throat, letting out a groan while he rides out his high. 

Stumbling back when I pull his dick out of my mouth he looks down at me with a fucked out daze and smiles down at me. "Open" he says through soft pants and I open my mouth in turn showing him that I've swallowed like I said I would. "Fuck you're so fucking pretty" he says and helps me up off of my knees and smashes his lips against mine, desperate to taste himself on my tongue. 

Once he's finally calmed down a little I help him tuck himself back in his boxers and pull his jeans up so he can straighten himself out. "So you really like the piercing huh?" he asks with a lazy smile. "Yes I really like the piercing" I say laughing at his smug nature before giving him one last kiss and heading into the shower. 

"You coming?" I ask and before I could even think to ask again he's running into the bathroom and slamming the door behind him and pushing me up against it, kissing me and making my mind fog up right along with the steam that's filling the room around us.  

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[seonne]

Hiii!! Idk if your still doing the songfic thing but if so could I request Hanta Sero with the song GUY.exe by Superfruit

Thank you and have a great day!!

So sorry for the huge gap, there's a whole lot going on but here we finally are with another part to this series! Thank you to everyone for your patience and I hope you like this!

Song Fics Pt.2

Song of choice: GUY.exe

Pairing: Hanta Sero x Reader

Author's note: Every part of this series will not be written the same way or in the same format. If there's a specific way you'd like for me to write your request, please let me know!

Disclaimer: Friends who are overly involved in your love life, but yeah that's it really. Not proofread, I'll come back to edit this later T-T

"Well, this was fun. How about a second date, what do you say?"

You winced internally as you pulled a polite smile onto your face.

"I'll think about it and text you! I really need to go right now but thank you for today! I'll see you... later I guess!"

You hurried out of the restaurant, leaving your date stammering at the door.

You sighed for the umpteenth time as you got into a cab and sat back as the driver took off onto the highway. This has been your weekly routine ever since that one day a few weeks ago; that wretched day.

You had whined to your friends for an hour or so about how you don't have a boyfriend and how your hero work keeps you away from romantic interests and dates. You had only intended to complain to them, but your friends took it upon themselves to shut you up. Hence they set you up on dates every. Single. Week.

Sure, it got annoying, but you can't really blame your friends because you know they mean well... and it was your fault that they decided to interfere in your (nonexistent) love life.

Getting home, you slipped off your dress, sighing as you changed into something more comfortable as you fixed yourself a cup of tea. As you sipped your tea, your attention drew to the notification you got on your phone from your secretary.

Ice-pack: The Hero Commission has scheduled a meeting for you regarding next week's joint mission. Tomorrow, 9 AM sharp. Don't be late for God's sake.

You groaned as you put away your phone. Your plans to sleep in on your one day off has officially flown out the window. Your thoughts soon drift to the email your secretary had sent you concerning the joint mission.

You pulled up the email and scurried through it before you found the profile of the hero you were paired with.

Name: Hanta Sero

Hero Name: Cellophane

Age: 24

Rank: Top 8

Quirk: He has tape dispenser-like organs in his elbows, from which he can shoot long cellophane tape-like strips; he can also retract them. He can use his tape to wrap people, swing long distances, and create traps, among other applications.

Fighting Style: Long-ranged + support combat

Qualifications: UA high school graduate

Achievements: Best Rescue Award in the Hero Awards 2024

The photo attached in the file showed him; a handsome face with black hair, black eyes and a wide grin.

Not gonna lie, he does look kinda-

'Stop it', you thought to yourself as you put away your phone. 'He's a coworker, don't get weird about it. You're being desperate'

You sighed again before retiring to your bed, already exhausted thinking about getting up in the morning the next day.

The next day, you woke up and dragged yourself out of your house, despite wanting to stay in so badly. I mean, the sooner you get it over with, the sooner you get home, right?

Wrong.

The Hero Commission apparently had loads of meetings lined up for the day and it felt like ages until you were finally called in for your turn. You groaned as you walked into the meeting room along with a few others.

Your eyes took in the people gathered in the room; Pro Hero Deku who took centre stage, Pro Hero Creati, Pro Hero Mindjack, a few board members and some others you were unaware of. However, your scheduled mission partner was nowhere to be found.

As Deku started the meeting, the door swung open as a tall figure barged into the room.

"Yo Midoriya! Sorry for being late, ran into a thief on the way here."

Him. It's him. The guy in the email that your secretary sent you, your mission partner.

You let your eyes analyse him as he made his way over to the empty seat beside you, shooting a wide grin to Deku the whole way. He seated himself as Deku resumed the meeting, his eyes glancing your way before turning to look at you and he paused. His gaze lingered on your face before he gave you a tight-lipped smile and turned back to Deku.

'Weird. He seems like the extrovert type. Why did he not do or say anything?'

You shrugged and zoned into the meeting as you shooed away the self-conscious thoughts tugging at your brain.

The meeting lasted quite a while, explaining the mission in full detail and pinpointing everyone's roles in it. You jotted down a few key points from the meeting for future reference and couldn't help yourself as your eyes glanced at your new partner. He's tall, dark hair and dark eyes, quite the impressive build, casual clothes that look... okay, no kidding, he looked amazing in the clothes he wore. He kept talking to the people sat beside him with a huge grin and added important queries to the meeting, so you figured he must generally be a friendly type.

'But why isn't he talking to me...?'

After the meeting was done, Deku dispersed everyone and most of the heroes assigned partners in the mission gathered with their partners and teammates to introduce themselves and get along. As you stood up, a hand darted towards you, making you jolt.

A light chuckle followed.

"Hey, sorry about that. Didn't mean to scare you. I'm Sero Hanta, but you can call me Cellophane!"

You looked up to see your new mission partner with a lopsided smile with an extended hand towards you. You look at him and down at his hand before you stand up straight and take his hand, giving it a firm shake.

"Hi, yeah, no worries. I'm (y/n) but you can call me (h/n)!"

He nods before raising an eyebrow.

"You recently broke past Top 10 in Hero Ranks, didn't you? Impressive, great job!"

You chuckle as you two retreat your hands, your hands awkwardly resting at your hips as his delve into his pockets.

"Yeah, took a lot of work but, got there eventually."

Sero nodded, chuckling.

An awkward silence fell over you two as you shifted on your feet, avoiding eye contact. He cleared his throat just as you took in a breath and you both turned to each other at the same time:

"Wanna get coffee?"

The both of you paused and stared at each other before laughing.

Time flew by as the both of you spent the evening together, going to a place, sitting there to talk for a while before moving to another place and repeat. You'd been to these places before with your other dates but with him it felt... so different. You hadn't even realised it had gotten late and that you had planned to have a lazy day today. You two awkwardly said your goodbyes with lingering eyes and hesitant steps away until you were far out of sight from each other, still turning back one last time to catch a glimpse.

You get home and open your phone, giddy from the "unexpected sorta-kinda date" and watch as your groupchat is bombarded by your friends setting up your next date. You type in a text, hit send and put your phone away, not a care in the world for your friends who are freaking out at it:

"No need. Found my picture perfect guy."

Alright, FINALLY! Again, sorry about the extremely late post, but I'll try to answer every request I've gotten. I hope you liked this one, please show support through reblogs and comments more! (Kudos if your reactions are funny, I love reading those) Thanks for the request again!

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[lowcosmic]

hi! Cosmic! How are you? Everything good?, well here I am writing a bible of what happens to me in my life again (this is long you don't need to read it)

Soooo, do you remember that I have an ex-boyfriend, well that boy who we are going to call "potato" so as not to go around calling him ex-boyfriend every 5 seconds has been looking at me in the most stupid and horrible way and with a face of "I hate you" since we broke up , and here the problem is that potato and I live close so since we both go on school transportation we have to sit together most of the time so imagine that you are trying to be calm on the transportation, because also in that same Transportation is the ex and Potato's friend so it's very uncomfortable because not only Potato sees me badly but also the two of them and if potato isn't discreet you don't want to hear from them because they even talk about me knowing that I'm there and also They ask him in the most annoying voice in the world "so you broke up with your girlfriend? I don't know that you found her potato., she was always a bad girlfriend" or something like that, and I mean, even though they say it in a "soft" voice, you can even hear them in China, and well, that's it. I got used to it, to be honest, but God, it's uncomfortable like you don't have an idea. I mean, please get me out of there. I'd rather walk home and get tired than experience that. (๑-﹏-๑)

Besides that, yesterday I log in instgram and well I found that one of potato friends write me, and I was like 😨, but we have like a normal talk I guess, he told me that potato hasent been good, that sometimes he is sad and that potato wants to fix things whith me, and in resume and not make it that largue we ended that when I was prepared we are gonna try to fix things whit potato, for to we end as friends, but I dont know beoccuse is confusing becouse I miss potato but as a fríend because he was a really good friend but now and being honest I am scared of him, like he intimidates me, you know maybe I am too extreme but every time I see him I run to my friends just to hide because I just fear him now ૮(˶╥︿╥)ა, but oh well what I can do about it? Cry? Yes probably but my eyes already burn me when I cry and the glass es dont help so its no a idea ⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝

Sorry cosmic for writes this bible, sorry so much! (っ- ‸ - ς)

-🫧

potato’s such a random name lmao —

anywho

U AND UR FRIEND HAVE SO. MUCH. DRAMA. TO. SHARE. AND I DON’T MIND A SINGLE BIT OF IT , keep strutting ur fingers to write these bibles like 🦕 anon does with requests LOL

honestly idk how ppl can talk crap about u , you are AMAZING.

and also? if he intimidates you , it’s okay to admit it and try to move on. you’ll find someone better eventually.

[kpop-kitkat]

Hi ! if you're still accepting requests, I would like to request a mafia seonghwa x reader please do fluff to angst!!

White Lies | Park Seonghwa

pairing | mafia boyfriend!park seonghwa x  f!reader

genre/cw | fluff, heavy angst, mafia au, slight horror themes, slight yandere themes (seriously, get help if you're in a relationship like this, this is purely for entertainment), featuring Lia of ITZY, moderate language, unhealthy obsession

wc | 1.8k

notes | I hope you like it anon! it was fun to write. thanks for requesting as always! enjoy!

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧  

Y/n sighed as she burried her face into Seonghwa's chest. He was leaving. Again. He always did. "Why do you have to leave," she pouted, looking up at her handsome boyfriend. 

 "I told you darling, it's just work," he sighed. "I know I've been so busy lately. I'm sorry. But I promise, I'll try to make more time for you and me, okay?" He smiled, wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing the crown of her head. "I love you."

 "I love you too," she looked up at him and pecked his lips before he got up off the comfortable sofa to leave. Before he turned the door knob, he made a finger heart at Y/n and smiled. 

Then he left. And no matter how many times he did, it still hurt. She wrapped a warm blanket around herself, replacing Seonghwa's body heat. At least he always kept his promise and came back. But why wouldn't he tell her where he was going? Why couldn't she know?

~~~~~

 "There he is," Hongjoong smiled as Seonghwa, his second in command walked in. "Got a reason for being late?" He laughed, as if he really cared. 

 "Y/n, same as always," he smiled to himself.

 "It is interesting to me. A cold-blooded killer like you, willing to give your life up for a simple girl," Hongjoong twirled a dagger in his hands as he went on. "Brave enough to lie to her, day after day, for her own 'safety and protection' as you claim."

 "Y/n is the most important person in my life. I could never tell her about this," Seonghwa argued.

 "You'd think someone as in love as you are would be honest with their partner. Y/n trusts you with her life. There's no telling how she would react, finding out you're a killer of innocents," he laughed. "She might think you'd kill her and proceed to run away from you."

 "She knows I'd never kill her," Seonghwa stated. "Look Joong, I considered telling her the day I asked her to be mine. But so much could go wrong. Our enemies would use her to their advantage, and capture her for information. I couldn't ever put her in danger like that. What kind of boyfriend would that make me?"

 "An honest one?" Hongjoong raised an eyebrow. "You could just protect her from everything you're afraid will hurt her. And you can't keep her out of this forever you know. She's going to figure it out sooner rather than later. You said it yourself. She's the kindest, prettiest, and most importantly, smartest person you know. Right?"

”Right, I suppose. I just need time,” Seonghwa sat down on the sofa, hand coming to hold his head.

”Alright.”

~~~~~

Y/n sighed in boredom as she hung upside down off of her sofa, letting the blood rush to her head. She sat up, propping herself up on her arms. She decided to text her best friend: Lia.

Y/n: Lia~

Lia: Y/n~

Y/n: Should I try and confront Seonghwa about his secretive work things

Lia: Idk why

Y/n: I have a bad feeling, I can’t really explain it

Lia: I mean, it makes sense that you’d feel that way. If my boyfriend was always leaving and didn’t say where he was going, I’d definitely do it.

Y/n: Yeah… I’m just scared tho

Lia: Why-

Y/n: What if he’s like- super annoyed with me and thinks I’m crazy for doubting him

Lia: Y/n if this is bothering you that much, you really should just talk about it. Nothing is going to get better if you stuff it down and try to forget about it.

Y/n: You’re right I guess

Lia: As always ;) 

Y/n: Goodnight 

Lia: Gn 

She threw her phone onto the sofa and covered her face with a blanket. She really was conflicted. 

~~~~~

Seonghwa got home in the middle of night that night. He quietly opened and closed the door, as to not wake Y/n. But she was already awake. And, she was sitting at the kitchen, waiting for him. 

“Hey Hwa,” she deadpanned, hands folded.

”Y/n, what’re you doing up so late?” He laughed, going over to stand on the opposite side of the counter, looking at her. 

“I’m going to ask you a question. And I’m not taking a question for an answer. I want the truth,” she explained. 

“Go ahead,” he raised an eyebrow, being way too chill, considering the circumstances.

”Where do you go every night?” She asked simply. There was no other way to say it, and nothing else needed to be said. 

“Oh, so this is what it’s about,” he smirked, confusing Y/n. He leaned on the counter with his arms crossed, nearing her. “If you want the truth, you’ll have to promise me not to scream.”

Her heart dropped at his words. “Okay,” she answered simply, gulping down hard.

”I’m a member of Ateez, the mafia gang.”

She abruptly stood, her hands on the counter. “W-what?” She asked, sounding a bit weaker than she wanted to.

”You heard me,” he scoffed.

She was confused, and scared. He wasn’t acting like the Seonghwa she knew. “You… kill… innocent people?” She didn’t know how else to put it.

”When I have to,” he shrugged. “But, let’s just keep this secret between and I, huh? Nobody else needs to know,” he said as he walked around the counter. “And you might get yourself into some trouble if you tell,” he said, lifting her chin up with his finger.

She looked at him with angry tears building up. “No!” She shouted, pushing away from him, but he grasped her wrist. “Let go of me!”

”Oh darling, I’m not going to hurt you,” he cooed with a sickeningly sweet smile. One that she had grown to love.

”You monster!” She writhed in his grip, but he wouldn’t let her go.

He held her tight in his embrace and whispered into her ear, “The monster you love,” before injecting something into her arm. She let out a pained gasp before blacking out.

~~~~~

Y/n opened her eyes to see she was in a luxurious bedroom in a mansion. She shot up from the bed, glancing at her black pajama set she didn’t remember changing into. “Seonghwa,” she thought, angered.

”You’re awake,” a voice said.

”Who said that?” She raised an eyebrow, ready to expect.

”Relax, I’m a friend of Seonghwa,” said the man, as he walked into the room. “He wanted me to tell you that he’s busy today, but he’ll come back when he can.”

”Where am I? Who are you? Where’s Seonghwa?” She asked.

”So many questions,” he sighed. “You’re in Seonghwa’s mansion, I’m Yunho, and Seonghwa is on a mission.”

She blinked twice before looking at her hands. “Can you just get me out of here? I won’t tell anyone I saw you.”

”I’m afraid I can’t do that. Courtesy of Hongjoong,” he sighed, although he felt terrible for the girl, getting involved with them.

”Please?” She begged. “I’m afraid of Seonghwa. I need to get away from him. There’s no telling what he’ll do to me,” she said, teary eyed.

Yunho sighed before looking to his right and left. “Alright. But stick close. There are six other members here and if they catch me sneaking you out, we’re both dead,” he warned. “And here,” he said, throwing a jacket at her. “It’s cold outside.”

She nodded and wore the jacket around her. She then quickly got out of bed, following Yunho. But unfortunately, there were on the eighth floor.

They snuck down the first three floors no problem. On the fourth, they were nearly sighted by Yeosang. “In here!” He whisper-shouted, grabbing her arm and dragging her into a room. Thankfully, Yeosang passed without further compromise.

The next three floors were a breeze. But on the second floor, Hongjoong spotted them. “What’re you two doing?!” He seethed.

”Hongjoong please, hear me out,” Yunho begged.

“Alright.”

”This is Y/n, Seonghwa’s ex-girlfriend. She got dragged into this by him, it wasn’t her fault. She said she won’t tell anyone, and I can tell she won’t. She’d just get herself more involved. And after what Seonghwa did to her, she wants nothing to do with this place,” Yunho explained.

Hongjoong, surprisingly, seemed convinced. “You know I’m risking a lot if I let you go,” he looked at Y/n.

”I know,” she replied. “I just can’t face him again.”

Hongjoong sighed. “Fine. Yunho, back to your post. I’ll escort her out.”

Yunho nodded before leaving. 

“Come on,” Hongjoong tilted his head, leading her to the first floor. Nobody would be suspicious now that Hongjoong was with her. Mingi and San even saw her and said nothing. He led her to the back door. “Can you walk somewhere safe from here?”

”Yes, my friend’s apartment is just a couple blocks down, and I have the key,” she answered.

”Perfect,” he smiled. “I’m sorry about Seonghwa. I wish you the best moving forward.”

”I owe you Hongjoong,” she smiled back before adjusting the jacket that Yunho gave her around her shoulders. 

She started on her way to her Lia’s apartment. But Seonghwa also knew the way to that place as well. And when he couldn’t find Y/n in his mansion, he was beyond angry. He couldn’t get any information from his members, since they were on your side in this situation. So he took matters into his own hands, realizing Lia lived nearby. He got into his car and drove that way.

”Y/n?” Lia opened her door. “What’re you doing here?” 

“Questions later please,” she said, pushing her way inside and closing the door, her heart pounding.

”What-“ Lia paused when she saw a black car recklessly pull up to the parking lot of the building. “Y/n what the hell is going on?!”

”Seonghwa. He’s after me. Call the police.”

Lia immediately did so as she and Y/n locked themselves in Lia’s bathroom. 

“Y/n darling, I know you’re in there! Let’s just talk it out! Like we always used to do.”

Yeah, used to. 

Y/n held Lia tightly when she heard that Seonghwa broke the door down and made his way to the bathroom door.

”Leave us alone! We’re done!” She shouted.

“Done? After two years of working at our relationship? Don’t be delusional Y/n.”

”You’re the delusional one!”

“Delusional? No darling. Just crazy for you.”

And that’s exactly what she was afraid of.

[sukunasdumbestchef]

If it ain't to much trouble could I get a little angsty headcannons for Helen otis and his so going throught relationship issues bc a third party is interested in him and won't back off. Maybe cheating is involved? Idk I need anything angsty with maybe a happy ending??

[°✧ 𝗔𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁𝘆 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻𝘀, 𝗛𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗻 𝗢𝘁𝗶𝘀 ✧˖*°࿐]

Hello!! Hope you are well, thank you so much for sending your message 💟. I tried my best, I hope I understand what you mean, I'm not fluent in English 😥

Context: [name] and Helen were having problems with their relationship. It got to the point where they suspected betrayal.

Warnings: none i think

Master-List!!!

⭒ Helen is a reserved guy, a relationship with him is something hard to keep up.

⭒ He thinks about him a lot more than other people, but when he and [name] started getting close and dating, things changed for him.

⭒ Even so, sometimes he can be cold with you, depending on his mood, he might not even apologize.

⭒ [name] spent a lot of time with him, so she was used to it. She can't lie, sometimes he hurts her, but she knows how different he is.

⭒ There was a time, when [name] decided to hang out with him more often, it made him talk to people more, even if it's short conversations. They went to a bar one day, she was talking to the owner, who was a friend of hers. Helen stayed quiet in a corner, as usual.

⭒ She was admiring her handsome boyfriend from a distance. Unfortunately for her, a beautiful woman sat down next to him, and started talking to him. At first, she thought she was some friend, but the woman's behavior was different, she was looking him in the eye as she spoke. Helen didn't seem to be interested, but the woman didn't give up on him, he faced [name], and looked at one of the chairs next to him, he wanted her to sit next to him.

⭒[name] got the message, she was a little sad and angry on account of the woman. She came out and sat next to Helen. [name] was annoyed with the woman, even with her sitting there, she didn't stop "flirting" with Helen. She took Helen's arm, he noticed and told the woman they were leaving.

⭒ Without a word, Helen pulled [name] and left.

⭒ At home, [name] lay down on the couch, not saying a word. Helen was good at face reading, surely something wasn't right.

⭒ He lay down next to her, "What's bothering you" he asked, she shook her head "nothing", he approached and repeated the question, she says "there's nothing bothering me, I'm… just tired you know ", he got up and said "If you don't talk, there's no way I can guess, bye" he left and went to the bedroom.

⭒[name]'s eyes were red, she got up and followed Helen. He was sitting on the bed, on the cell phone. She stopped and sat beside him, she whispered: "That woman, she bothers me", "so there is something bothering you. Really? Just because of that woman?" he said. "It's just that… she's very pretty, the way she talked to you… I thought you were going to… I don't know, dump me or something" she confessed, he looked at her, and said: "Look, I don't understand this couple bullshit, why would I dump you with a woman I've never seen in my life?" she said: "I know, but at the time I didn't think about it, I was thinking about things that would be too far, like you were cheating on me, sorry" he was silent.

⭒"Do you think I would betray you?" he asked, "No, it's becaus-" he interrupted her "I wouldn't do that, I never would" he said, she nodded and lowered her head. She fell into his arms, and buried her head in his shirt, "I'm lucky, so lucky to have you" he lay down next to her, "It's a lie, I'm lucky to have you."

— The end…

[My apologies, it got bigger than I imagined 😅. I got excited 🤭🤭]

[luminnara]

I always see how stories are like “he went so hard he touched your ceivix” I know I prolly spelt that wrong but I also heard that irl that’s supposed to like hurt a lot if the guy did that so could you do a story with Bakugo where they’re having sex and he does and then has to take care of reader. Plz and ty👉👈

Idk why people are so into getting their cervix smashed, like if you’re into that specific pain then I get it, and once in a while it can sort of be fun because you’re like oh wow damn my guts are getting REARRANGED but imo it is not GREAT LOL

Pro Hero Bakugou x fem!reader

warnings: nsfw

Bakugou is a guy with a big dick.

Enough said.

He loves the way it stretches you out, the way your tight little pussy feels when he’s fucking you. You just grip him so well, and no matter how long he spends getting you ready to take him, no matter how much foreplay is involved, it’s always a snug fit. The gorilla grip 9000, as you’ve referred to it several times, just to annoy him.

Normally, you love that your boyfriend is packing. You love the way he carves up into you, how you can barely fit his cock down your throat, how absolutely incredible it feels when he first slips it in and you almost feel like he’s going to tear you in half. He’s got the kind of dick that not everybody can handle, that only size queens like you really enjoy, and normally, that makes you all kinds of smug and proud of yourself.

Normally.

Sometimes, you have to admit that you’re human, and you’ve got your limits. Katsuki is a big guy (not as big as Eijirou, though, and from what you’ve heard, his dick is even bigger, which just seems ridiculous), and no amount of fingering and clitoral stimulation can change the size of your literal organs. Maybe if you had some kind of convenient elasticity quirk or something then you could take whatever you wanted, but unfortunately, you don’t, and your body is nice and normal and human.

That also means that sometimes, your shit moves around a little. Sometimes, your cervix just…sits a little bit lower, depending on where you’re at in your monthly cycle. And sometimes, that’s actually a very big, very painful, problem.

“Fuck, baby,” Bakugou panted, supporting himself with a hand next to your head. “So fuckin’ good…”

You moaned at the feeling of his cock pushing into you, the head parting your folds. “Katsuki…more, please, Fuck…”

He smirked as he leaned down to kiss you. You always wanted all of him right away. Rolling his hips forward gently, he sheathed himself inside of you, letting out a breathy huff as he felt the way you squeezed around him. It was the best feeling in the world, and he wanted to just stay like that forever…but his cock was already throbbing, begging for friction, and as your nails clawed at his back, Bakugou could tell that you wanted it rough.

“Want me to fuck you hard, baby?” He purred, leaning back and hooking his arms around your legs.

You nodded, biting your lips as you let him manhandle you. One of the perks of having a pro hero as a boyfriend was that he could toss you around like it was nothing, and you loved the way he could do whatever he wanted with you.

He angled you so that his cock drove deeper, and on the first stroke, you were feeling nothing but pure bliss. He hit all the right spots, every time, and when his calloused thumb moved to play with your clit, you let out a happy sigh.

“You like that?” He asked as he pushed you down against the mattress. “You fuckin’ like the feeling of my big fuckin’ cock?”

“Y-yes,” you moaned, eyes closed as you let him pound you. “Fuck yes…”

“I want you to cum on this cock,” he growled, driving himself into you harder.

“I-I wanna,” you gasped, feeling your stomach twisting in the most delightful way. “Fuck, I’m gonna—“

“That’s it, baby, just like that…”

“R-right there,” you breathed, already chasing your high. “Right there, don’t stop—Fuck!”

Your face contorted in pain as you yelped, squirming against him as you desperately tried to adjust your hips. The angle was bad, he was too big to fold you in on yourself like this, and every thrust was worse and worse until—

He heard your strangled little sound and felt the wall his cock hit and he backed off immediately, slowing his pace.

“Babe?” He asked, looking down at you with worry all over his face.

Your heart was pounding as the pain began ebbing away, Bakugou’s cock all but slipping out of you as he fell still. “S-sorry. I just need to move, you can keep going—“

“No way.” He scoffed, pulling out of you and gently lowering your legs down to the bed. “Not til I know you’re good again.”

You frowned. “I’m fine, really, Katsuki—“

“Babe.” He growled, pinning you down with his voice. “Don’t be fuckin’ stupid. I know when you’re in pain, you always make that face I hate.”

You felt your face flush in embarrassment. “You’re just big…”

He smirked. “Yeah, I know.”

“You just dick punched my cervix. I’ll be okay.”

His face fell. “Again? God damnit…”

It was your turn to smirk as he sat back and you followed him up. “Even I’ve got limits, Katsuki.”

He dragged a tired hand down his face, irritated with himself for pushing you too far. “Guess I forgot I can’t do that…”

“Not in that position,” you traced a finger over his chest before flipping over, grabbing a pillow to lay on.

He watched you with an arched eyebrow. “You good?”

“Yeah, I’m good,” you laughed, watching over your shoulder while you hiked yourself up onto your knees and wiggled your ass at him. “You fit way better from behind, anyways…”

You saw the way his red eyes seemed to darken and he was in you in moments, his hands grabbing your hips roughly as he nudged his cock back into you.

“You gotta tell me if it hurts,” he mumbled in your ear as he wrapped his arms around you and slowly slid in.

“I will,” you breathed as he filled you up with his cock again.

“Promise.”

“I promise.”

“Good girl.” His voice was a rumble, the vibrations going straight to your pussy. “Because I’m gonna fuck you til you pass out tonight, baby.”

[yeon-luv]

VALENTINES WITH TXT

pairing. txt member x gn!reader genre. fluff warnings. established relationship, one curse word i think, kidnapping joke, teasing, english is not my first language.

୨୧ SOOBIN — would definitely surprise you! something not really grand but he wants to give you something you didn’t expect.

as you get ready, you heard several knocks on your door. “hey baby!” you greeted each other. your eyes widened when you see soobin carrying so many bags for some reason. “soobin.. what’s that?” he responded with a playful smile, “your gifts, love.” “soobin! why—“ he cut you off and proceeded to place everything on your sofa. “i know we agreed to not give each other gifts today”, he pulled you to sit down and held your hand tightly as he’s a little afraid you might be upset, “but i couldn’t help it.” “but i got you nothing!” you started to jokingly fake cry. “don’t worry, you are the best gift i ever have.”

keep reading for the other members !

୨୧ YEONJUN — idk but i could REALLY see him taking you somewhere you love !! like your favorite restaurant or spot.. just somewhere that means a lot to you.

“yeonjun.” you called him while he drives “mhmm?” “where are you exactly taking me?” even though he wasn’t facing you, you could see he let out a smirk as you asked him. “it’s a secret.” “shit, this is kidnapping. i’m calling the cops.” you dialed a random number and acted like you were really about to call. “how would this be kidnapping if you willingly come with me?”, raising his eyebrow, “you even kissed me, miss.” you sighed at how lovingly annoying your boyfriend is. he finally answered the question that’s been going on in your mind ever since you stepped in the car, “we’re going to your favorite theme park.” your jaw dropped, “THE THEME PARK?!” yeonjun smiled at the sight of your surprised and excited face, “yes. happy valentines day, my love.”

୨୧ BEOMGYU — celebrates the day at the VERY LAST MINUTE . not because he forgot but he wanted to tease you !!

“babe? love? baby? sweetie? dear? my girlfriend? y/n? hello? good night? why are you not talking to me?” he slowly wrapped his arm around your waist while you wash the dishes. “y/n?” he made sad puppy cute faces in front of you and you try so hard to ignore him. “beomgyu, ask yourself why i am not talking to you.” you moved away so his arms could let go of you. “y/n i’m sorry wait for—“ “beomgyu i can’t believe you. we didn’t celebrate at all today. last year’s valentines was amazing but this year what happened?”, he hurriedly hugged you as you were about to cry. “wait for me okay? wait a minute i’ll get something from the room.” and you waited. he came back with a huge teddy bear, a heart shaped cake, and a bag stuffed with your favorite snacks, “happy valentine’s day, my y/n. i’m sorry i planned to give this to you at 11:59PM for fun but i guess that was too much.” he giggled and you jokingly hit him, “i hate you.” he kissed your forehead, “i love you.”

୨୧ TAEHYUN — being the best chef ever, he’d prepare a very fancy classy elegant dinner. not only he’ll cook, but also set up his whole dorm to make it like a five star fine dining restaurant.

“babe, i’m home! sorry it took me a while. the store had no stock of your favorite drink so i—“ you paused as you sight your boyfriend sitting in front of the dinner table filled with food that smells and looks so delicious, “taehyun, what is this?” he stood up and guided you to sit “please take a seat, miss.” you joined his act, “thank you, kind sir.” “welcome to this special restaurant made only for you.” “taehyun, you shouldn’t have.” full of joy and love, you stood up to give him a hug. taehyun greeted, “happy valentines day, babe. i love you.”

୨୧ HUENING KAI — would spoil you the WHOLE day. instead valentines day, it’s YOUR day! but ofc, you would spoil him back too. actually.. you take turns.

“so, what do you want to do next?” your boyfriend asks as both of you walks out the arcade that you’ve been in for hours. “no. what do YOU want to do next?” “y/n it’s up to you.” “hyuka, it’s up to YOU.” you two stared at each other and waited for one of you to give an idea on what to do next, “we’ve eaten breakfast at my favorite place, went to shop for shoes for me, and went to the arcade. c’mon hyuka let me treat you now.” you plead. “alright! but let me treat my princess back again okay?” he puts his arm around you and kissed your forehead.

author’s note. my first ot5 fic/prompt! this was supposed to be for valentine’s day but i did not feel to write during those days so i am sorry for the delay (><) also, i put it what first came into my mind according to each member. asks is open for any suggestions or thoughts or even a lil chitchat! don’t forget to reblog ^^ i hope you like what you see! <3

© yeon-luv — all rights reserved. do not copy, translate, or repost my work without my explicit permission.

[outerbankspov]

I'm having a rough time right now and to make myself feel better can I get some tasty angst? Maybe some angsty pining for jj? Or rafe? Idk dealers choice, I just love your writing 🥰

AN: this was so very emotional to write…. I’m a CANCER. I’m so fucking emotional!! So hope you enjoy it 🥹

Warning: angst.

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Let’s just say you and JJ’s relationship wasn’t perfect… like at all but you both claim it you love each other and this is what people in relationship go through right?

It was a nice day in the OBX and Y/N decided to wear her favorite sundress and let her hair lose, looking the best she felt. Walking out her room her smile was wide as she walks to her boyfriend hoping that he would compliment her but he did the opposite…

“Baby! How do I look?” She asked.

He looks up at her and nods.

“What are you wearing?” He says with venom in his voice.

“A dress..” she responds.

They where never like this.. I mean they’ve been dating for 3 years and when they started- gosh they couldn’t keep their hands off of each other and he would instantly compliment her and touch her..

This time is different- he doesn’t compliment her or touch her.. she’s so touch starved that she catches her self thinking about other man’s hands on her.

“You look like a whore.” He chuckles and looks at his tv.

“Stop-“ She whispers and he looks at her angry.

“Stop what? Who are you even looking good for?” He stands up in her face and she backs up until her back is against the wall and she closes her eyes. “You really don’t think I don’t know that your looking good for Rafe Cameron hmm?” She scoffs.

“Finally you complimented me” she laughs.

“What the fuck does that mean?” He growls.

“Means that you don’t even complement me anymore.” I begin.

“Bullshit.”

“You don’t even touch me so yea- maybe I am looking good for someone who actually shows me attention.”

He starts laughing and runs his hands through his hair. “So your whoring around”

“Gosh your so fucking annoying like you don’t whore around. JJ you don’t even look at me the same way anymore. You look at girls the way you used to look at me.”

“Gosh I-” she begins but stops.

“You what? Hate me? Glad we can agree on that.” He laughs.

“You don’t mean that…” she chocks on a cry.

“You need help.” He walks closer to her.

“Maybe… but at lest I know when I do. Your so fucked that you don’t even realize what your doing to us? Hmm. Do you realize that your tearing us apart?”

“IM ?? Your so fucking annoying.. you can’t blame this all on me Y/N.”

“Yes. Actually I can.” She shouts as she follows him back to his seat and stands in front of him while he sits down.

“Why?”

“You- you stoped caring about us J. You stoped loving me and I remember when you did. And I tried to ignore it and stay with you because I love you. I- it’s overwhelming.” She whips a few tears off her cheeks.

“I never stoped loving you Y/N” he looks up at her and she shakes her head.

“Then why do you treat me like shit.”

“I don’t know.”

“You do. So. Why.”

“I guess it’s because-“

“Your annoyed by me. I get it. We’ve been dating for 3 years and where not kids anymore.. we’ve grown apart.”

She walks away from him and he follows her.

“So what are you saying?” He pulls her by the waist. She caught shivers and shakes her head. “That was the first time in a while that you touched me there.” She grabs a bag and start packing.

“Where are going Y/N?” He panics as he sees her packing clothes.

“I’m leaving JJ. Me and you are over” she grabs the bag and packed some clothes and starts walking to the door.

“Wait. PLEASE DON’T LEAVE ME.. OKAY”

he chocks on his tears and she squeezes her eyes shut as he’s on his knees begging for her to stay.

“We- we can work this out. Please I can’t live without you..”

“Uh- you should’ve thought about that way before. I love you JJ- so fucking much-”

“Then stay. Let’s work this out” she looks down and finishes her sentence. “But we are over. I tried this before but you just never listen. I’m sorry JJ. I’m leaving.” She walks out and doesn’t come back.

[randomshyperson]

The Scarlet Witch Prophecy - The First Year

Series Masterlist ||  Read on AO3

Summary: As the youngest daughter of Howard Stark, you have ordinary expectations for your years at Hogwarts. Little do you know what adventures await you when your destiny is intertwined with the legendary Scarlet Witch.

Warnings: +16. Adaptation of the Harry Potter Saga, Magical Thematic, Prophecies, Mentions of Violence, Torture and dark magic, Language (swearing and minor/major offenses), manipulation of will, Underage kissing, insinuation of smut with minors, Smut (overage), descriptions of death, aggression, obscurity, angst, fluffy, soulmates analogies.

Chapters will have additional warning when necessary.

Tag list ( let me know if you want to be tagged or removed idk haha) @mionemymind / @abimess / @stephanieromanoff / @yourtaletotell / @tomy5girls / @justagaypanicking / @thegayw1tch / @idek-5 // @myperfectlovepoem // @helloalycia // @ENSORCELLME // @AIMEZVOUSBRAHMS @imapotatao / @aimezvousbrahms/ @ensorcellme/ @helloalycia

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Part I - The First Year

Hogwarts will be fun was the first thought you had when you opened the letter in your hands.

Tony, your older brother, ruffled your hair slightly as he came down into the kitchen and watched you open the mail.

"Your letter finally arrived, huh, little witch?" He joked with a smile as he sat down at the table. 

"I can't wait to go!" You commented excitedly rereading the acceptance letter for the third time.

"Miss, after coffee, can we go to diagonal alley if you like?" Jarvis, your butler, asked you politely as he poured Tony's coffee making you hesitate slightly. Tony, who had his eye on you, forced a smile as he patted you on the arm.

"I'll go with you, don't worry." He assured and you nodded.

"I wish dad would come." You grumble as you sit down and Tony sighs.

" Yeah, me too." He says. "But you know he's busy, and we can't leave it to the last minute."

You mumble in agreement as you serve some sweetbreads on your plate.

Eating in silence for a few moments, you are startled slightly when Tony lets out an exclamation.

"Damn, I forgot to write back to Steve." He announces getting up and walking over to the next shelf where there were some stationery and pen.

"Your boyfriend will be upset." You tease lightly, and Tony mumbles softly without responding.

When he finishes writing the letter, he goes to the kitchen window and opens the metal, whistling loudly in a familiar rhythm. A few seconds later, Iron, his barn owl lands in front of him. Tony stroked the animal gently before dangling the letter in his paws.

" Please take this to Steve, Iron." He ordered and the animal made a noise before flying away again.

"Jarvis, I'll get ready to go." You tell the man as soon as you finish eating and head off toward the stairs.

//-//

Diagonal Alley is a noisy place.

Tony asked you to walk beside him, but you stopped walking at the first Quidditch shop you spotted, and he had to turn back halfway when he noticed you were no longer beside him.

"Don't do that." He warned, mildly annoyed, but you glazed over at the exposed broom in front of you, and he let out a chuckle when he noticed. "Come on, Y/N, you already have a broom."

"But that's no ordinary broom." You retorted with an impressed look. "It's a Nimbus 2000, it's the fastest broom there is."

"You have the 99, I don't understand the difference." He retorted with his hands in his pockets and you shrugged.

"Tony, can we buy it?" You asked pleadingly, making your brother laugh slightly.

"Let's buy your stuff first please" He retorted with a smile and you grumbled but accepted the arm he offered for you to hang on. Jarvis walked behind you with a keen eye on your surroundings.

After you had bought the vast majority of your supplies and replenished your stocks of potions items for Tony, Jarvis took you to Blossoms and Blurbs to buy this year's books.

"Good morning! Hogwarts, third and first year books, please." You heard Jarvis tell the clerk who approached you three. Tony nodded his head signaling you to feel free to walk around the bookstore in the meantime, and that is exactly what you did.

You found many interesting books in the place as you walked among the shelves. One in particular caught your attention, as there seemed to be little miniature magical creatures trying to jump out of the cover, and you grabbed it on a table, watching the item carefully.

You smiled when an ink dragon jumped into your hand, moving your head as if you were looking around. Distracted by the book, you let out a low exclamation when someone bumped into you.

"Sorry, kid." You heard a female voice speak in a humorous tone. It is a girl taller than you, short red hair. "I ended up tripping over some of those runner books."

"It's okay." You said with a smile. The girl looked at the one book in your hands for a moment.

"Do you enjoy creature tracts?" She asks casually as she reaches for a book on the bookshelf beside her.

"I don't know yet." You say and she looks at you slightly confused, "I never studied."

"Ah, first-year." She understands and you nod in agreement. "Hogwarts too or some other?"

"Hogwarts." 

"Cool, I guess I'll see you there then." She says. "I'm from Slytherin, third year."

You let out a surprised exclamation.

"Maybe you know my brother." You say and the girl takes her gaze from the books in her hand she was checking to look at you with her eyebrow raised in curiosity. "His name is Tony Stark, he's also from your house."

The girl lets out a short laugh.

"I can't believe you are Stark's sister." She says. "We're not exactly friends, but I've seen him around the dorm several times. And your brother is a pain in the ass, by the way."

You laugh lightly, agreeing.

"I am Natasha Romanoff." She introduces herself next, balancing her books in one hand to greet you. You introduce yourself with a gentle smile. "Good luck with your books." She says before turning away.

You think it's cool that you already know someone besides your brother before you start at Hogwarts.

//-//

Buying your wand is a rather strange experience.

Mr. Ollivander has a glint in his eye as if he knows everyone's secrets, and seems to disappear and reappear in his store very easily.

Tony sat on one of the stools while he waited for you, and Jarvis went to buy something for you two to eat.

After trying almost five wands, and exploding a glass vase when he tried the last one, Mr. Ollivander sighed.

"Sorry, I don't know why it's not working." You asked feeling nervous, but he smiled.

"Don't worry, dear." He said. "Difficult customers are so much fun." 

He walked back in between the shelves after that, and then reappeared with three new packages.

"I remember when Howard Stark bought his wand." He told smiling nostalgically as you opened one of the packages, a black wand in front of you. "Phoenix, Cedar, slightly flexible."

"Dad has changed wands thousands of times." Added Tony wryly, but Mr. Ollivander didn't seem to mind.

The wand you tested let out a faint spark when you tried to cast a simple conjuration spell, and the man in front of you was quick to take it from your hand the next second.

"I think I have a better idea." He announced turning around, and then climbed the ladder supported by the wall, picking up a package at the top.

"Try this one dear." He asked handing you a dark wand, the wood was shiny, a color you didn't know exactly what it was, but it was beautiful. 

When you grabbed the item, you felt a tingling sensation spread throughout your hand, and the wand vibrated slightly for a few seconds, causing Ollivander to let out a noise of excitement.

"You see, I knew I would find an owner for you dear." He spoke and you realized that he was speaking with the item in your hands. Soon he turned his gaze back to you. "Take good care of this one, will you, it was quite difficult to get dark elf blood for the core."

"R-right." You said with a slight frown, not quite sure what to make of that information.

Tony laughed lightly at the interaction, he should be used to Mr. Ollivander's eccentric manner by now, since he kept breaking his wands just like your father and often returned to the store to get a new one.

After paying, you and Tony met Jarvis outside, he was carrying some sweet rolls.

//-//

July ended too quickly for your happiness. You were very eager to go to school.

You spent most of August at home, playing quidditch with Tony in the backyard, curiously reading the magic books you bought, and trying to peek into the basement where your father worked, but he always caught you looking and smiled, asking you to go back to your room.

You would like your father to take you to the station, but he said he had a magic conference in September, and would be traveling for the next few weeks. Tony was upset, but he put his arm around your shoulders and asked you to hurry to get your bags.

When you finally got to the station, you were slightly nervous about going through a wall, but Tony laughed, and showed you how to go first.

You hugged Jarvis good-bye before following your brother along the way.

Tony dragged you across the train cars to the first empty cabin he could find. He commented that it would be nice if you made your own friends, but that he would like you to sit with him.

So here you were, sitting with Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes, Tony's best friends since the first year. The boys smiled encouragingly at you. You already knew them, because Tony kept inviting them to spend holidays with him all the time.

"Hey, Y/N, how was your vacation?" Steve asked as soon as you sat down next to him. You shrugged, saying that it was nice, but that you were looking forward to attending Hogwarts.

Soon the boys started talking about what they were excited about next year, and you did your best to keep up, not knowing exactly who the people they mentioned were, or knowing the classes they talked about.

Many minutes after the train was moving, a girl opened the cabin door.

"Hey, strangers." She greeted with a smile. 

"Hi Peggy." Steve said with a smile, you frowned at the slight scowl on your brother's face.

"They're calling for us in the prefects compartment, Steve." She warned and Steve nodded, getting up. He and the girl then left, and Tony crossed his arms.

"What's wrong?" You asked noticing his posture and the way Bucky had a little smile on his face.

"It's nothing." Grumbled your brother, and as he turned his face to the window, Bucky who was standing in front of you, whispered to you.

"Tony thinks Peggy likes Steve." He recounted. "So he doesn't like Peggy very much."

"Oh." You said, pretending to understand the whole plot. It didn't make much sense to you because everyone couldn't be friends, but you figured that when you were your brother's age you would understand better.

//-//

The Hogwarts Express only stopped at night.

Properly uniformed, you smiled when your brother patted you on the shoulder, telling you that he would meet you at the castle, since the first-year students had to go by boat.

Your hands were sweating a little as you walked up to the extraordinarily tall man who introduced himself as Drax.

"First-year students, please, six in each boat." He shouted to the crowd, and the students moved closer together.

You sat in one of the first little boats, five other children you didn't know surrounding you.

"I'm so excited." A blonde girl commented cheerfully, waving her hands. She smiled at everyone as she introduced herself as "Harley Quinn". 

"I bet you''ll blow something up once we get there, Harley" Added a redheaded girl sitting next to you, you could tell by her tone that they were probably friends. The blonde, Harley, laughed.

"Shut up, Ivy." She said, and then Drax was back, climbing into one of the boats beside her. He checked the boats one last time, then waved his hand, and the transports began to move.

Everyone, including you, let out a chorus of excitement.

When you noticed the castle, you smiled. It was huge, and just as amazing as Tony used to tell you. 

"Wow, it must be amazing to fly over all that." You quietly observed, and the girl next to you turned her head in your direction, smiling.

"Do you like flying?" She asked, and you nodded. She looked at you for a moment and then held out her hand to greet you. "I am Diana. Diana Prince."

"Hi, Diana." You said introducing yourself next. "Do you also like to fly?"

"I love it." She says. "I hope i can make it onto the team."

"I don't know if the first-years have any chance, but I'll be rooting for you." You assure, and Diana smiles.

When the boats stop in the harbor, the students are all excited to get out and see the castle, but Drax's almost intimidating posture makes everyone properly behaved.

He leads the crowd to the staircase, and then there is a lobby. There is a woman waiting for everyone, her strict posture makes you think she is someone you wouldn't want to upset.

"Welcome to Hogwarts." She announces. "I am Professor Okoye, head of Gryffindor house."

The students exchange burbles next, but the teacher's gaze shuts them up almost immediately.

"As long as you are here, your houses will be like your families." She continues. "Your triumphs will earn you points, and if you break any rules, those points will be taken away." 

She says, casting a disapproving glance at one of the students in the corner, who giggled. "In a few moments we will begin the sorting hat ceremony."

The teacher then turns around, heading toward a large bronze door, and talking to someone on the other side. You hear someone laughing near you, and you turn your head to the side in curiosity.

It was a blond boy, and he seemed to be enjoying himself as he balanced one of the gold cups he picked up from the surrounding shelves. You thought he would be in trouble if he knocked it over, and this seemed to be exactly the same opinion as the girl next to him, who was looking at him disapprovingly.

"Stop being an idiot, Peter, put that back." She complained and he laughed, shrugging.

"Gamora, you're a spoilsport you know." He retorted and when he put the cup back, it spun and fell to the floor, breaking into several pieces. The boy turned pale as Teacher Okoye turned her head in his direction.

You rolled your eyes, walking over to them.

"Reparo" You said drawing your wand as you pointed at the broken object. Some children let out impressed exclamations when they saw the bowl form again, but you just put your wand away in shame. It was no big deal. Okoye caught up with the three of you next, looking reproachfully at the boy.

"I expect better behavior during the ceremony, sir..."

"Quill"

"Mister Quill." She completed and took one last look at the boy that had with his head down before turning back to the front of the crowd again, waving for the students to follow her.

"Hey, that was pretty cool." Peter commented beside you as you walked. You shrugged, focusing on the path.

//-//

The sorting hat was something exceptional.

Tony never told you how the choice was made, and you knew it was only to annoy you. He had sometimes joked that the students faced each other in a duel, and even though you told him to shut up, you had a look at his spell book before you came.

The actual ceremony was much simpler, however.

When it was your turn to climb onto the small stool, you bit your lips, hoping that everything would go smoothly. Just as the old cloth of the hat fell over your eyes, blocking your view of the rest of the hall, you heard a voice in your head.

" Hello, dear, no need to be so nervous." Announced the hat gently. "You are a curious little thing, I see."

"Is that a good thing?" You thought, and the hat chuckled lightly.

"It might be." He said mysteriously. "Interesting what I see here. Very interesting."

"What are you seeing?"

"Your memories, dear."

"Oh." You thought, feeling slightly embarrassed. That seemed like an intrusion of your privacy. The hat laughed again, and you remembered that he was on your head.

"You're hard to sort out." He says, and you squeeze the stool. "Don't worry, I'm not going to send you home, that's not how it works."

"Oh, right."

Hat was silent a few moments. 

"I see courage in your heart." He says and you try to remember the characteristics of the houses. "But that courage is well forged with your loyalty."

You swallow dryly, feeling your anxiety rising. This was definitely taking much longer than the people who went before you.

"You are as smart as your father and brother, both members of the Slytherin house." He says.  "There's a willingness not to let them down."

"That's personal." You grumble feeling your cheeks flush, but the hat doesn't care to apologize for bringing up your insecurities.

"Ah, this is interesting here. A pure kindness, yet pruned in your origins of shallow paternal affection”.

You frown, not understanding what he is saying.

"You are quite adaptable child, it has always been one of your best virtues." The hat remarks, and you get the impression that the next part is only said for you. "Tell me, where would you like to stay?"

"Isn't that your job?" You retort in thought, and hear him laugh again. You rush to correct yourself, not wanting to be rude. "Sorry, hat. I don't really know. I'd like to stay where I fit in best."

"You would do well anywhere." He retorts, and you frown. "And that's pretty impressive, you know. I haven't met another hatstall since the last century."

You swallow dryly, not knowing if that was a good thing or a bad thing.

"I'll work hard, sir." You tell him. "I don't want people to think I'm a special witch just because of my family. That's something I'm sure, I don't know if it helps you choose."

Hat lets out a sigh of relief.

"Actually, that's exactly what I needed."

It takes a moment for him to speak again, and when he does, you feel your whole body shake.

"Hufflepuff"

//-//

Steve Rogers is the head boy of Hufflepuff and he celebrates excitedly when you sit down at the table next to him.

"That's so cool" He comments. "I'll be able to tease Tony all year about it."

After that, director Agatha Harkness, made the announcement of the beginning of the year. If her goal was to scare the students, she succeeded when she talked about the deadly dangers surrounding the forbidden forest and the punishments for the disobedient. Professor Strange interrupted her speech as he cleared his throat, awkwardly waving for Agatha to stop saying such things, and the woman giggled. 

Dinner is delicious, and then you are following the crowd of students into the communal rooms. 

"Butterbeer" Steve said to the portrait on the wall, and you blinked in surprise when the painting moved to the side, a door behind.

You sighed when you realized how cozy the Hufflepuff's common room was.

"Everyone please come in." Asked Steve in the center of the room, waving to the students who stayed behind. When everyone was around him, he smiled. "The dorms are divided by gender, but you can sleep wherever you feel most comfortable. I will only suggest that none of you try to sleep with the seventh graders, because they are scary." Steve joked making the crowd laugh lightly. "We have a supply of food in those lockers, just in case you feel like having a snack in the early morning, outside of the permitted hours for walking around the castle." He continues and stands thoughtfully for a few moments. "Most of the things you need to know are on the bulletin board on that wall, and you can also ask me anything you want. Your belongings have already been taken to the free beds, but if you want any help, you can organize among yourselves or just come talk to me."

Steve smiled as the crowd moved. You headed in the direction where he said the rooms were.

//-//

You let out a surprised exclamation as something landed on your head.

"Damn, sorry!" Asked an asian girl approaching you, and pulling the small being out of your hair as you entered the room. "Groot, I told you to behave yourself."

"I am groot." Grumbled the little creature. You looked at it wide-eyed, impressed.

"Wow, is that a tree?"

The girl laughed, putting the small creature sitting on her shoulder, sitting on the bed next to the one you identified as having your things.

"Yes and no." She said. "I found Groot in my garden over the vacations, and well, I don't know what he is exactly. But I think he was trying to make my mother's plants grow."

"He's really cute." You commented approaching with your finger extended. Groot smiled, accepting your touch.

"I am Mantis." Says the girl next and you smile at her as you introduce yourself. "We're going to be roommates."

"Yes, and so is Groot." You add as you take off your cape to throw on the bed that would be yours.

After eating so well at dinner, it doesn't take long for you to fall asleep. 

You dream of glowing green eyes and a red light, but you don't recognize them or understand what it means, and when you wake up, you no longer remember.

//-//

Two weeks since you started at Hogwarts, you are used to how eccentric everything can be.

The classes weren't as difficult as you imagined, but that's probably because you've had contact with magic all your life and always had an easy time learning things. All the teachers were unique in their own way. 

Professor Rocket, for example, taught Transfiguration and spent almost the entire period transfigured into a raccoon, even outside of class hours. He was temperamental and got irritated very easily when students talked too much in his class, so it was not recommended to do so.

There was also Professor Fury, who had an eye patch as a mandatory piece in his daily costume, and all the students spent more time trying to guess how this happened, than listening to his explanations of defense spells against the dark art.

Your astronomy class on Wednesdays was taught by Professor Odin, who like to claim that he was a descendant of the Olympian gods, but no one believed him. He was also the father of two of your classmates, Thor and Loki Odinson, who were the exact opposite of each other. While Thor was warm and friendly, Loki was cold and reclusive, plus the former was from Gryffindor and the other from Slytherin. Surprisingly, you liked them both. 

You ended up meeting the head of your house only on the second day.  

Professor Heimdall taught Divination, so you wouldn't have any classes with him until the third year.You bumped into him when you were late for fifth period and had to run to the common room for your Potions books, and almost fell on the floor when you turned the corner without looking and the professor was there.  He prevented you from falling with a wave of his wand, smiling gently. 

" Forgive me." You said clumsily, feeling slightly intimidated by the yellow irises as the magic set you on your feet properly, as well as catching your books in the air and placing them in your hands again. 

"Be careful with the castle corridors, Miss Stark." Said the man, and for some reason, you thought he wasn't just talking about this little incident.

"Professor Heimdall, let's talk in a private place, please."  Asked Professor Okoye, who was standing at his side, she looked at you with a certain disapproval, and you couldn't tell whether it was because of your intrusion, or the fact that your tie was hanging loosely around your neck, in addition to the open buttons on your shirt.

After this little incident, you asked Steve who Professor Heimdall was, and he explained that he was the head of Hufflepuff, and might seem intimidating at first glance, but that he was very kind.

But so far, the professor who has intrigued you the most was Professor Erik Lehnsherr, who taught Potions. He didn't say anything that wasn't related to the subject, didn't make any comments about behavior or events at school. And he had such a stern and mysterious look in his eyes that no student had the courage to ask him anything. You heard Peter Quill make a bet with Thor Odinson that Professor Erik was unable to smile because of some particular sorcery, but you thought it best not to laugh, especially since Mr. Lehnsherr was looking at your direction.

When you had your first Potions period with Slytherin, after herbology professor T'Challa needed to reschedule classes for an appointment, you were surprised to discover that professor Lehnsherr had children.

Gamora ended up on the same bench as you, and she was talking to her sister, Nebula, about an incident that occurred in their dormitory.

"Clearly, the professors' children have an easy time getting away with punishment." Nebula bitterly remarked, and you frowned in confusion. 

"I don't think it was the girl's fault." Gamora retorted as she put the ingredients into her cauldron. She looked at you quickly, realizing that you were listening to the conversation, but she didn't scold you, she just kept stirring the mixture.

"What happened?" you asked next, and Nebula looked at you with mild irritation. She seemed about to tell you to mind your own business, but Gamora smiled, moving closer to whisper to you.

"A girl lost her temper in the Slytherin dorm bathrooms last night." She told. "She's a second year, her name is Wanda Maximoff. She and her brother are Professor Lehnsherr's kids, and everyone is saying that she didn't go to detention because of it."

Your jaw dropped, impressed. 

"I can't believe Magneto has children." You said making Gamora and Nebula laugh at the nickname. Last week you found out that the school had been calling Erik that since he stopped the hall chandelier from falling on the teachers' desk two years ago when he used non-verbal magic to attract the metal, and everyone started calling him that behind his back. Tony told you and you liked the story.

"I know right, he seems so self-contained." Gamora remarked looking back briefly. Professor Erik was focused on his own potions book.

"That noisy kid from Gryffindor said he's married." Nebula added next and Gamora laughed lightly.

"Peter Quill?"

"Yes."

"Wow, that's surprising." Says the girl. You both return to stirring your cauldrons in silence after that little conversation.

When you have finished your mixing, Professor Erik gives Hufflepuff five points for your good work, and you smile with red cheeks.

"You're nice." Nebula suddenly said beside you as you were leaving the room. Gamora stood next to her. "Do you want to walk around with us?"

"We're already walking." You joked and Gamora laughed unlike her sister who grimaced.

"Yep, definitely cool." She added. "Do you want to have lunch with us?"

"At your table or mine?"

Gamora and Nebula exchanged glances.

"I'm not sitting with Hufflepuff." Nebula declared and you sighed, rolling your eyes.

"You know I'm from Hufflepuff, right?"

"I'm reconsidering the invitation." She retorted and you frowned, but Gamora smiled at you.

"Will you sit with us, please?"

You sighed, nodding in agreement. You could talk to Tony after all.

//-//

Lunch at the Slytherin table became an everyday thing after that day. It took two weeks for Mantis to start joining you, and then you realized that you had a small group of friends now.

At Christmas, neither you nor Tony came home, because your father was working and you didn't want to be alone in the Stark mansion. You ended up turning down Tony's invitation to spend Christmas with Steve Rogers and his family, because you weren't really friends with Steve. Tony insisted, not wanting you to be alone, but you assured him that you would be fine in the company of your friends, and that he needn't worry.

On Christmas morning, Groot woke you up by jumping on your face. You laughed lightly because he was so small that he was like a tickle, and stood up as you returned the little creature to Mantis' bedside table.

A few hours later, as you were opening your presents at the Slytherin table along with Gamora, Nebula, Mantis, and Peter Quill, who had also stayed at Hogwarts for the end of the year, you let out an excited exclamation.

"I can' believe it." You spoke, opening the package in front of you. It was a large box, it was bewitched and only revealed the actual wrapping once you tore the paper off. It was actually a broom.

"Wow, that's cool." Peter remarked as he looked at your present. 

That's how you ended up in the middle of the snow, testing your new broom while your friends cheered and celebrated below you.

"Are you sure you can fly?" You asked Peter as soon as he asked you if he could ride. He shrugged, smiling.

You and the girls watched as he controlled the broom for a few feet above the ground, and then he overspeeded it and sped away.

You all ran into his direction, while the broom seemed almost annoyed at his lack of control, and knocked him into a tree. Peter fell between the branches, onto someone who was resting under it.

When you all reached him, you frowned when there was a boy pushing Quill.

"Watch it, dude!" Warned the boy, but before you could say anything, Gamora was already stepping forward, wand in hand.

"It was just an accident." She said and the boy looked at her surprised with her wand outstretched. He crossed his arms however, not looking scared.

"Oh, you're going to spell me now, are you?" He teased.

"Piss off, Maximoff." Warned Nebula next, taking a step beside her sister. So this was Pietro Maximoff. You figured that confidence should come from being the son of one of the professors.

"I suggest you leave my brother alone." Warned a voice behind you. You turned next, only to catch sight of a girl with brown hair, green eyes that glittered with anger. 

Gamora clenched her jaw, and Nebula drew her own wand toward the girl, who also had her wand in her hands.

You sighed, raising your hands as you stood in the line of fire.

"Would everyone please calm down?" You asked. "It was just a misunderstanding, and the broom is mine anyway, no need to fight about it."

It takes a moment, but Gamora puts down her wand, and everyone follows her after that. She has an insinuating smile on her face.

"You really are a Hufflepuff, aren't you Stark?" She teases, and you laugh sheepishly, putting your hands in your pockets.  "Come on Quill." 

Gamora warns and the boy shoots Pietro an ugly look as he leaves. You accept your broom that he hands to you, and turn around, your gaze meeting that of the girl who is supposed to be Wanda Maximoff for a moment. You feel your face heat up at the intensity of the angry look, and you look away, following your friends.

//-//

The months went by quickly as the rest of the school year passed. You managed to do very well on the exams, and didn't get involved in any near-fights again.

When the year ended and the Hufflepuff didn't win the House Cup, you thought you should have been more upset, but you didn't mind having Gamora and Nebula celebrating beside you, laughing and hugging you excitedly.

You also didn't understand why you felt your stomach turn when you caught Wanda Maximoff smiling amidst the Slytherin celebration when you looked around.