#im so tired of figuring out my hard drives

[reineyday]

why does being an artist so often mean accumulating stuff 🙃

[be-good-to-bugs]

AAAAH forever stress is going to kill me one day

[mmyneonlights]

i think i need to eat a fucking bullet

[violentdelightsandviolentends]

hii congrats on 5k!! i love your writing ! if you’re still celebrating could i request a carmy blurb where maybe you’re syd’s besite and carmy has this biggggest crush on you (im talking this mf is Yearning) and she gets on him sooo hard about it like teasing him and reader and him end up together ? TIA <3

Not So Secret.

carmen berzatto x female reader

warnings - cursing.

written for my 5k celebration- post here, masterlist here, inbox here.

“You’re gonna stare a hole through her fuckin’ head.”

“Shut up.”

Richie laughs, following Carmens eyeline to where it’s fixed on you.

You’re stood in the restaurant with Sydney, both of you giggling at something she’s showing you on her phone. When you look up, you smile at Carmy, all soft and sweet and like butter wouldn’t melt. He almost melts, a puddle of yearning on the kitchen floor.

Sugar appears next to the two of you, holding out a piece of paper.

“This is a really rough draft of what we kind of want them to look like. Obviously you have full control, but this is kind of the vibe?”

When Carmen mentioned wanting a more personal touch on the menus, Sydney quickly offered your services. You’re the most artistic person she knows, gifted with naturally gorgeous handwriting that almost looks like calligraphy. Plus, she knows how much everyone at The Bear likes you, having been a part of their transformation. It’s a win - win.

“Yeah, I get you. So you want the title words like Dessert in more of a cursive, and then the actual dishes and descriptions in a typeface?”

“Yes! Do your thing. We trust you.”

She gives you a side hug, careful not to hit you with her bump.

“I’m gonna need some nice paper, and probably a new calligraphy pen so I can start from scratch. I’m gonna head to the craft store, and I’ll be back.”

“Carmy will go with you!”

Richie shouts it from the doorway, where he’s been not so subtly watching the conversation. Carmy blushes, clearly caught off guard.

“He needs to go to the craft store too, right Cousin? Good. Go. Bye!”

Carmy’s practically being pushed out the door, uncomfortable and flustered. You smile reassuringly, grabbing your bag and walking over to your car.

“You’re okay with me driving?”

“Course. Shouldn’t I be?”

You laugh, and he can’t help but grin, the sound settling nicely into his ribcage to warm him up.

“I’m a good driver, I promise. Despite what Sydney might say.”

He looks worried but gets in anyway, ever trusting you and anything you do.

He can’t help but sneak glances at you as you drive. You’re completely focused on the road in front, bottom lip pulled between your teeth as you concentrate. Carmy feels heat bloom across his chest at the action, wishing he could reach out and release it for you before you draw blood.

A text chimes through the air, startling you both. You press the button on your steering wheel so your car can read the message out loud.

From Sydney: Carmy. Tell her immediately or I’ll lock you in the walk in freezer. Sick of you acting like a lovesick puppy. This is your chance. Don’t blow it, asshole. We’re all tired.

Both of you freeze, your hands tightening on the wheel. Carmy wants to throw himself out of the moving car, but decides against it at the last minute.

You pull the car into the craft store parking lot, choosing a space and yanking the handbrake on. You turn to him, looking at him for the first time since the bombshell.

He’s blushed all over, chest heaving and bottom lip pulled between his teeth. You almost want to reach out and release it for him, before he draws blood.

“Carmy.”

“I think, uh, yeah, I just - that was clearly sent to the wrong person. Not meant for you.”

You laugh, suddenly, and it spooks Carmy so much that he jumps out of his skin.

“Yeah, Carm. That I figured.”

He laughs with you then, unsure and nervous. You reach out and place a hand on his knee, trying to calm him down. It just makes his heart lurch.

“What’s Syd talking about? Tell me what?”

He looks down at his lap, hands knotted together.

“I think you know.”

“Wanna hear you say it,” you whisper.

He finds the courage to meet your gaze, taking a deep breath.

“I like you. So much. I can’t stop talking about you to anyone and everyone that’ll listen - to the point that everyone at The Bear gives me so much shit for it. Sydney won’t get off my back, either. She says I’m ‘yearning’.”

You chuckle, rubbing patterns into the material of his jeans with your thumb.

“They’ve all made bets,” he continues, “about if I’ll ever tell you or not.”

“Who bet on you? And who against?”

“Syd and Richie against me. Marcus too. Tina and Sugar are on my side. Not sure why.”

“Wanna make Tina and Sugar some money?”

He quirks a brow questioningly, eyes going wide when you lean over the centre console and plant your hands on either side of his face. You’re so close to him that your breaths tangle together, one set of lungs working overtime.

“Kiss me, Carm.”

He doesn’t think twice, closing the gap and pressing his lips to yours. You tangle your fingers in his hair, trying to pull him impossibly closer. His hands find your back, tugging you into him as much as the limited space allows.

You whine when he bites at your lip gently, and he has to pull away to take a steadying breath before he passes out.

“You should get your eyes checked.”

He tries to process for a moment.

“Huh?”

“You must be blind if you can’t see how much I like you, Carm. How much I’ve always liked you.”

He grins at you, bright and white, and you shake your head before leaning in to kiss him again.

When you don’t make it back into the restaurant that day, everyone has never been happier to not see the both you.

[latenightdaydreams]

OMG HANDMKFUXHAB

reader running away makes me so happy 🥺🥺 if you plan on making a part 4 for the creepy trucker series im on the edge of my seat!!!!

I'm so happy so many people enjoyed the cliffhanger with her running away!! I hope part 4 doesn't disappoint🩷

Trucker!König x Stranded!Reader Part 4 (fem)

MDNI🔞

Part1, Part2, Part3, Part5

Master List✍🏽

Tags: @nachofriess, @blue-spices, @teddy2510, @soosouyoung, @vivasab0tage

🚫As usual this story has HEAVY triggers! Please do not read if you cannot handle them! Ily all and I hope you take care of your body and mind🩷🚫

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>cw: fem/afab, non-con, p in v, being chased, pregnancy, Stockholm syndrome

3.2k word count

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As you run you can hear the booming of footsteps, quickly in your mind you’re trying to figure out where you will go; you can’t just keep running, he will outrun you. You see a woman getting into a car with a man so you run to her, yelling in your native language, “Help me! Please!”

The woman looks at you scared and locks the car doors, hitting the guy to start driving. He does and quickly tries to get away from you and whatever danger you, a foreigner, is causing. Your heart sinks and you begin to cry loudly, clearly very distressed. You don’t stop running.

Across the road you can see a row of small businesses. Without thinking you just run across the road. You hear a car horn and tires screeching.

“MAUS!” König shouts as he sees you almost get hit by a car. He sees the car stopping just before it hits you. He freezes for a second as you do in front of the car. Then you look over at him and keep running. König pursues.

You continue to run, more cars having to stop, honking at you for dashing in front of them. König is right behind you also causing traffic to stop as he runs in front of cars. You make it to the other side.

Running into one of the stores, you run up to a man shopping and begin to ask him to call the cops. The man looks at you confused and backs away. Running pass, him, you go to the woman working behind the register.

“Please help me. There is a man that kidnapped me and is chasing me! Please!” She looks at you with the same look before telling you to go.

“No, no, I need help! Please!”

“Get out!” she shouts at you; she assumes you caused trouble for yourself and wants nothing to do with it.

Then König comes into the store, his eyes looking over the place and you run and hide; ducking behind the shelves in an aisle. You can hear your heart beating in your ears, your breathing shaking as you try to sneak out of the store past König.

König walks up to a man and in German begins to describe you, asking if he saw you.

“My crazy wife is manic and ran out of the car, she isn’t taking her medicine, please I’m trying to help her.” König lied very convincingly to the man. He nodded and pointed to the other side of the store where he saw you run.

You hear his footsteps as you try to guess which way they’re about to go. You take your chance and make a run for it. König’s head snaps and begins to run after you. The lady behind the counter yelling at you and König to take this somewhere else.

Just as you’re about to escape through the door, the man in the shop grabs you. You begin to fight the man, “Let me go!”

“Bitte sei ruhig.” The man says thinking that you’re a mentally ill person.

Then you hear König’s voice, thanking the man for his help. His massive hands grasp your arms tightly and pull you to him. He wraps your arms in an x across your chest and wraps his arms tightly around them, lifting you.

You kick back, trying to hit König and shake your body trying to break free, but nothing works. König thanks the man again and begins to walk you out of the store. You’re crying as he does, making sure to quickly cross the road again.

“You fucked up Maus, you really did.”

“Please just let me go!” You sob still trying to break free but twisting your body.

König squeezes you so hard the air leaves your lungs, “Stop!”

You give up and just sob, “Please, let me go!”

“You’re mine, you have to realize that.”

You sob as he walks back to the truck. A small group of people standing outside and watching this happen. König looks at them, feeling panic but trying to appear as a worried husband. He loudly apologizes to the crowd for your behavior and tells the same lie about you being manic.

One older woman in the crowd didn’t believe König, something in her gut telling her that you’re in trouble and that he is lying. She feels helpless watching this scene play out in front of her. She seems to be the odd man out so she is scared to say something. She just watches with sadness in her eyes.

Once back inside the truck, König slams you down hard on the bed and slaps you. “You stupid bitch! You could have gotten hurt! Gotten me caught! Selfish!”

König grabs your handcuffs and restrains you again. This time also grabbing a rope and tying your ankles. You try to kick him as he reaches for them, but he is stronger than you as he grasps them firmly. He ties them so tightly that it hurts. He grabs an old t-shirt laying on the floor and stuffs it into your mouth so he doesn’t have to hear your screaming anymore.

“I was being nice to you, and you fucked it up.” He grows at you as he quickly gets into the drivers’ seat and begins to drive off.

The woman watches the semi take off as she gets on the bus with her group. A heavy guilty feeling in her stomach because she didn’t do anything. She sits next to her friend on the bus, 40 minutes pass as she sits in silence.

“What is wrong?” Her friend asks.

“I-I feel as if that man was lying. That woman looked terrified.”

Her friend nods her head, “She did.” They both take a deep breath before she speaks again, “Maybe you should report it?”

“I think I will.” She takes out her cell phone and calls the emergency hotline. She describes you and König, giving details about the odd situation that unfolded before you all today. She tells them the address and describes the semi the best she can, but she never got his license plate. The man on the line thanks her and they get off the phone.

Because of the adrenalin that flooded through your body, you ended up crashing hard and falling asleep after an hour. König was relieved, but now paranoid that someone might have called for help. Every few minutes he looks over his shoulder to check if he’s being trailed by a cop. This whole situation made him realize you’re safer at home where you can use the bathroom and eat inside the house instead of interacting with the outside world. You’ve lost those privileges.

Hours pass since the incident; you don’t know exactly how much time though. You open your eyes to very bright sunlight flooding your vision. You try to move your hand in front of your eyes to block the light, but you’re still cuffed. This time though you realize your legs and arms are handcuffed spread apart. You’re on a bed in some house. You lean your head forward and look around. You see a wooden desk, wooden dresser, and a dark blue recliner. Next to the recliner is a tripod and a ring light.

Trying to pull yourself free you realize that you’re completely naked. You begin to shake and pull, letting out an aggravated groan once you can’t pull your limbs free. Heavy footsteps travel down the hall, approaching the door to the room you’re in.

König opens the door and walks forward towards you. He stops near the side of your bed and caresses your stubbly legs. “Finally awake.”

You look at him with fear in your eyes, “Where are we?”

“My house, our house.” He sits beside you on the bed. “Why did you run? I was so nice to you.”

“I- I,” you can’t even think of a way to answer without angering him and making things worse. “I’m sorry.”

“You’re sorry?” König tilts his head to the side and looks at you with a blank stare.

“Yes.”

“No, you aren’t Maus. You’re just scared. But don’t worry, I won’t hurt you. You’ve just lost your privileges. You’re safe. Don’t worry.”

While he is trying to be comforting, he isn’t. He’s the one keeping you captive. He’s the one hurting you and taking you away from a happy life. You keep your eyes on him and then look back towards the bright light from the windows. You realize the window is open and there’s a light breeze coming in.

“Don’t bother screaming Maus, I live in the country. Just you and me for miles.”

You don’t look back at him, just let those words sink in and look out of the window.

“Welcome home, I’ll show you around soon. It’s a nice place to raise a family.”

Your head snaps in his direction, “A family?”

“Ja, Maus. A family. You’ll make me beautiful babies. Plus men will pay extra for your pregnant body.”

König rubs his hand along your abdomen and smirks.

Meanwhile, police have made their way to the truck stop you were seen at. They talk to the woman that was working the cash register that day.

“They came in, both went to the bathroom, and then next thing I knew she was running and he chased after her. When they came in they looked like maybe boyfriend and girlfriend? They were close.”

“Okay, are there any surveillance cameras I can look at?”

“I’ll have to get my boss.”

“You do that.” The cop puts away his notepad and looks around the store before the boss walks out.

“Right this way, officers.”

You don’t even know how much time has passed and there has been no sign of help. You remain inside of König’s home. Your stomach is growing, swollen with his child. An old medic friend from his military days comes to the house to check on you and the baby, König tries his best to take good care of you.

It’s a warm day and you stand outside in a green summer dress, 6 months pregnant. You’re kneeling in the flower bed and pulling weeds. You stand and begin to walk to the water hose, and then your chain pulls.

König has a metal shackle around your ankle, bolted to the house so you can’t run off. He hears the chain pull as he is behind the house trimming back bushes.

“Need something, Liebling?” He walks over to you wearing jeans and a black shirt, both covered in small green specks from the bush leaves.

“The hose,” You point only a few feet away from you.

He walks over and grabs it for you, “Don’t stress yourself out, you still have to film today.”

“Okay, I won’t.”

König leans in and puckers his thin lips waiting for you to kiss him. You tiptoe to meet him the rest of the way and kiss his lips. He smiles at you before slapping your ass and walking back to what he was doing.

You water the garden, feeling your baby move within you. Resting a hand on your stomach, you begin to caress your belly. You let out a deep sigh and look around, trying to imagine giving birth to your baby here and raising your child here. König as a father…how will that work? Will I eventually fall in love?

“Liebling, are you okay?” König walks up behind you, wrapping one arm around you resting on your stomach as the other takes the water hose from you. “You’re drowning the flowers.” His voice has a light chuckle.

“Oh, sorry. I was thinking about giving birth. Being a mom. I’m scared.”

König drops the hose and wraps his arms around you.

“Don’t be scared. I knew from the moment I saw you that you’d make an amazing mom. Don’t stress you and our baby out, okay? I’ll run to the city tomorrow and get you whatever you’re craving.”

You nod your head, “Thank you König.”

“Of course, now let’s go film, ja?”

Filming was your least favorite thing to do, but it’s how König makes enough money to stay home with you, so you do it. He takes out a key and unlocks the cuff on your ankle. His arm goes around your body tightly so you can’t run away if you try.

Walking back inside, he brings you into the bedroom. “Shouldn’t I shower first?”

“Nein, the sweaty look is hot.” He kisses your forehead.

You sit on the bed as he sets everything up, placing the cameras where they need to be and making sure the lighting in the room is good. Once done he strips down to nothing, his cock soft but still 6 inches. He begins to record on all cameras and walks up to you on the bed.

He gets behind you and begins to massage your swollen breasts. You’ve already started to fill up in preparation for the baby, growing two bra sizes. König does everything he can to stimulate more lactation. He begins to squeeze your breast, forming a small wet patch on your dress. You look away embarrassed, he laughs. He squeezes more, letting the wet patches continue to grow, his erect cock rubbing against your back now.

“Let’s take this dress off Liebling.” He whispers as he helps you stand.

Once standing he slowly takes off your dress, his hand gliding over your pregnant belly. His lips kiss your neck tenderly as he makes his way down to your breast. Squeezing, he squirts a small amount of milk on his face before wrapping his mouth around your breast and suckling, drinking in any milk he can squeeze out of you. You let out soft moans as he licks your nipple before sucking again.

“Your milk is so sweet.” He growls as he seats up on the bed.

Again, he goes behind you and begins to squeeze your breasts for the cameras. Make sure to get good squirts of your milk, rubbing some of the milk all over your breast to make them shine. His head resting on your shoulder watching as he does this. Turning his head he begins to kiss the side of your face and you turn your head to meet his mouth and kiss him back.

He lets out a soft moan as he gently cups your breasts in his large hands. His tongue pushing into your mouth and twirling around, mixing your spit with his. Pulling away from the kiss a line of spit follows.

“Lay back Maus.”

You do as he says and lay back flat on the bed. He comes up and caresses your large stomach, leaving a trail of kisses up to your lips again as he positions himself between your legs. He reaches over and grabs one of the cameras and holds it angles at your pussy. He slaps his heavy cock over your tiny clit, causing you to mewl and move your hips. Disgusted with yourself because you actually want his cock.

“Beg for it.”

“Please fuck me.”

“Be more specific, Liebling.” He slaps your clit with his cock again.

“Please give me your cock. Please.”

“Good girl, that’s what I like to hear.” He begins to slip his cock into you.

You moan out and grasp the bed sheets as you feel his cock push in all the way. His hand pulls one of your legs back, making sure to leave room for your big belly. He holds the camera up to your face and you make sure to act as if you don’t want to be recorded; he said the men like it more when I act like I hate it.

“Moan for me.” He taps your face.

You let out a tiny soft moan while suppressing the enjoyment that you’re feeling. He puts the camera down to rest his hands on your belly as he begins to buck his hips more rapidly into you. It hurts so you genuinely moan in pain and try to scoot back.

“Don’t run for it.” He grabs your hips and pulls you towards him.

“It hurts!” you moan out as you squirm.

König lets go of your hips and leans forward, holding your shoulders, and he begins to fuck you so hard you begin to scream.

“Ja! Scream for me! Hure!” He lightly slaps you but you act like it was worse.

Recording takes hours to complete. König helped you get all cleaned up after and chained you to the bed again, the chain is long enough for you to walk around the room, but bolted to where you can’t get to the door or window.

“I’m going into the city to get you food and treats, what are you craving?”

You shrug and think for a few seconds, “Maybe something cakey? Also, just some stuff to make brownies or cakes to have around the house.”

“I can do that.” He leans down and kisses you gently.

“I love you both, I’ll be back.” He caresses your stomach.

“We love you too…” you watch him leave the house.

Once you hear the car door close you rush to the drawers trying to look for something that you can use to break free from the shackles. As usual, there was nothing. You sit on the bed and cry, hugging your stomach.

“I’m sorry baby, I don’t know what to do.” You whisper to your stomach. You feel torn between wanting to run towards freedom and wanting to stay here with König. A weird part of you beginning to feel for him, but also wanting your old life back. You can’t even recognize yourself anymore.

In the city König goes into a local grocery store. He collects everything you asked for plus just thing for the house. He finds a baby onesie that says “I love Daddy.” König holds the tiny little piece of clothing in his hands, smiling thinking about holding his baby in his arms. He adds the onesie to the cart.

He walks up to the front of the store and begins to bag his items as the older woman working the register scans his items. He looks around the store as he waits for his payment to process and he sees a board of posters.

“Here’s your receipt.”

König’s attention turns back to the nice woman. He smiles and grabs the piece of paper from her, grabbing all of his bags and walking to the poster board.

In big red words he reads the words MISSING. König stays there and reads the details. His heart sinks.

Young woman, your skin tone, hair color, body build. His semi-truck color, build, hair color. The fact you’re foreign and what language you speak is even listed. He can feel his cheeks turn red as he begins to sweat. He reaches up and rips the sign off the board and turns to leave the store.

He sits in his SUV and looks at the poster. He wonders how many there are and how much information the cops actually know.

“FUCK!” He yells in his SUV and he runs his hands down his face. He takes a deep breath before pulling out of the parking spot and beginning to speed home to you.

[sphireath-wisp]

Hihi!!! I was just wondering if you could do just little cute scenarios with sae, yoichi, and rin (gn! reader + all individual)

im sorry if this isn't as detailed as you wish but I'm just really craving tooth rotting fluff+ take your time (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

Sypnosis: In the busy hustle and bustle of life, it's sometimes hard to find time to spend together. When there's time, what are the hobbies/little things both of you do together?

Warning: My readers are always morally grey in some way because it's more realistic to me, not proofread

Author's note: Thank you so much for reaching out and giving me this ask! I'll try my best to weave my story together to match your request. I owe my friend a good favour, so I hope you don't mind me adding her BL favourite here. Thank you so much for your understanding ε(´｡•᎑•`)っ 💕

Featuring: Sae Itoshi, Yoichi Isagi, Rin Itoshi x GN! reader

SAE ITOSHI... finds himself most at ease during late-night drives with you in the passenger seat. The windows are down, you're sticking your head out of the car despite his multiple warnings, and he can't stop smiling. His free hand is reaching for you and tugging your shirt down, and his eyes drift to your pouting face in the rearview mirror.

Usually, his late-night drives together with you have no real destination. Acting purely on a whim, Sae always drives you wherever feels right. Sometimes, it's the port right by the beach. Other times, he's driving you to an empty parking lot. Today, he decides to let you have the privilege of choosing where to go.

And when you ultimately decide to go to a playground out of all places, he scoffs but does a U-turn without hesitation.

Is it currently 11 a.m. and does he have a schedule he almost-religiously follows? Yes, and he has a feeling that he won't have enough time to drink his salted kombucha tomorrow morning. Is he tired? Absolutely. Why would he do all of this when he knows damn well he has practice tomorrow?

Hell, he's asking himself that as he opens the car door for you and helps you out.

With a cheeky peck on Sae's cheek, you wash away his thoughts and he returns the favour with a kiss on your forehead. "Let's go get a new car, yeah?" Sae shuts the car door behind you. You're bewildered, to say the least, "I'll let you pick a design this time."

"Look! It's here, it's here!" Your boyfriend, YOICHI ISAGI, geeks out in the manga section of your local bookstore. "Oh yeah, didn't they release figures already? Season 2 is being released soon, right?"

His smile only grows wider when you nod. He's crouching down beside you as you tower over him, leaning down slightly to watch him stare at the various covers. Standing back up on his feet with two in hand, Isagi seems to have reached a slight dilemma.

"Ah... should I get the latest chapter? Or should I..." Oh, isn't that the romance manga you recommended to him? The main couple was cheesy, but it reminded you a lot of how your relationship with Isagi is. Turning your head away, you find yourself stifling a giggle - how cute.

After a moment of deep thought, Isagi sulks. His shoulders slump and he kneels back down, placing both the mangas back on their shelves. Like a defeated puppy, he crouches there for a moment in silence.

"What's up?"

"I can't decide, so it's better if I don't get one or else I'll spend the rest of the day regretting it," He's solemn, your heart clenches when he forces an awkward smile. It's not a big deal, but... "You can borrow my copy y'know, don't be shy."

He perks up. It's a simple gesture, but the simplest things in life have always pleased Isagi the most. With a bashful laugh, he picks out the manga he wanted - he can indulge a little, he decides. "Right, I'm sorry. You didn't need to see how let down I was over something so small." Honestly, Isagi's a little shy. It's only been a few months into the relationship. He wants to respect you and your boundaries.

"I'll get you something in return, thank you."

RIN ITOSHI yelps when he stumbles out of your bedroom to the dimly lit living room of your apartment, sucking back a hiss from the base of his throat when something jabs at his foot. His disappointment only grows when he lifts his foot to see the imprint of a Lego brick on the sole. "What do you think you're doing? At 1 in the morning?" The once groggy Rin Itoshi is now wide awake, meeting your avoidant gaze. As you continue to piece together your Lego set, you mumble, "...couldn't sleep. I usually don't have trouble, but I don't know what's up with me today."

Despite his reluctance, he walks over to you and plops onto the carpet beside you. "Aren't you a little too old for this?" Rin begins while mindlessly piecing bricks together. His back is against your shoulder, partially leaning his weight onto you.

You scoff once he grabs the manual. "You're one to talk," you retort as you pull apart Lego pieces, "In case you haven't realized it, you happen to be playing with my Lego set."

"In case you haven't realized it, I'm helping you, idiot," There's no real malice in his voice. He crosses his legs and straightens his spine, turning to gather the pieces in a pile and redo everything from scratch. You clearly seem to be struggling. He'll never admit it, but he doesn't like the aching gap in his chest when you're not in bed with him.

It's a good excuse in his head. He's simply helping you out so you'll return to his embrace as soon as possible. It's just that. He's totally not enjoying playing with Legos with you - he convinces himself mentally with starry eyes when you both finish the overwhelming set at 2:30 a.m.

"Phew! Now to take it apart!"

"Hell no."

Taglist: @mikmwehehe, @saexy (while you did archive your old account, you are technically still on my list!! Please tell me if you want to get removed and I'll do it asap)

[brodieland]

.˚ 𓈒 ࣪.𝝑𝝔 10 Things I hate about you ´ˎ˗

Percy Jackson x Fem!Reader Synopsis: Percy starts trying to make his move on Y/N, but she just won't budge!! Warning(s): swearing Word Count: 1902

╰➤ MASTERLIST pt2

"That's actually the new rule? God Silena must hate you," Piper joked.

"You wouldn't even imagine, she's so dramatic. And her taste in boys isn't any better," you shook your head. You were both walking to get some water, absolutely dehydrated from soccer.

"Makes me glad I like girls," you both laughed. As practice neared it's end, Piper was heading towards her dad's car to go home. You made your way over to the bleachers where your bags sat and grabbed them before heading back to your car. When you sat down, you got a text from Silena,

'can u get some McDonalds on ur way back'

'no' 'sike im going now'

You pulled into the parking lot seeing the drive-thru line was too long to wait. You walked up to an empty kiosk, to tired to interact with anyone, and ordered your food.

"You go to AHS right," a guys voice you didn't recognize asked from behind you.

"I don't know, what does my uniform say?"

"That you're a soccer kid. You sure your any good?"

You sighed as you turned to face the mysterious boy behind you. He was taller than average with messy black hair. He had a hoodie with some sweats on. "Soccer balls aren't the only kind of balls I can kick the life out of, so can you fuck off?"

"Woah, feisty one aren't you?"

"By feisty would you maybe mean iconoclast, orrr?"

"Maybe more intractable," you raised your eyebrows.

"Wow, big words huh," You went to turn back and finish ordering. Percy took the chance to walk over, leaning on the machine whilst facing you.

"What? Did you think I was stupid?"

You internally groaned, why was he still here? "You definitely have the look. Now, do you mind?"

He was standing in front of the machine to pay, "Oh, never."

He had a shit eating grin as he pulled his phone and paid. "Hey! I didn't ask you to do that."

"Call it my treat," he smiled.

"No I'm paying you back, I think I have cash in my bag," you went rummaging through your bag to find absolutely no cash. "Apple Pay?"

"Hey, are you asking for my number? That's really sweet," it feels like an aneurysm just burst from the annoyance this conversation has left you with.

"Nevermind fuck you I'm not paying you back," you spat back.

"Meaning now you owe me," Percy said. Deep breathes.

"I don't owe you shit, its not like I asked you to pay."

"Yeah yeah, potato potato," Percy made his way towards the door. "See ya around, I'll figure out how you can return the favor."

You might just have to air out the McDonalds. You sighed and waited for five minutes as they called out for your order. When you grabbed the food you made your way home, eating Silena's fries on the way back. Dad was working late at the hospital so it was just you two.

"Have I ever told you your my favorite sister?"

"No not as of late," you put the bags of food on the table and started chowing down. "You literally haven't spoken to me in two days. Be glad I'm so nice."

"Well nice is a really strong word," you glared at her. "If you really wanted to be nice, then you'd-"

"No."

"You don't even know what I'm gonna say."

"Fine, what?"

"You'd go on a date so I can go on a date-"

"No," Silena grunted loudly.

"Why do you insist on keeping me captive in this home. I wanna enjoy my teenage years you know."

"You not missing out on much. The guys here are lame, including your oh so dreamy Lukey."

"He's literally amazing. Like have you seen him? His car?"

"Hard to miss. He's just so in your face, it makes me sick," you faked gagged.

"Haven't you ever wanted to live the perfect teenage life."

"Tried it. It sucked, not what it's caked out to be," you smiled as you started to clean up. Silena leaned back into her chair sighing, looking defeated. "You know, college is only two years away. I think you'll be fine until then."

"My life is so boring," she said as she walked up to her room. You could tell she was upset, but you weren't going to date some loser just so she could get tossed by Luke when he was bored. That was something he did a lot.

You went to do some homework at your desk while listening to some music. You saw your phone went off and went to check it, someone had texted you.

'I think I found a way for u to pay back the favor'

There's no way.

'how tf did u find my number'

'dw bout it??' 'why u gotta be nosy??'

'im blocking you'

'wait??'

'no??' 'fine wtf do u want'

'on Friday there's a party'

'no'

'alright I'll pick you up at 9'

'no you won't???'

He stopped answering after that. How on gods green grass did he find your number? You just ignored it, putting your phone on silent and getting back to your homework. Without realizing it, you fell asleep at your desk.

You woke up when you heard banging at the door, "Y/N!!"

You leaned up and stretched in your chair. Desk naps are absolute back killers holy. "What do you want?"

"Did you ever make it to your bed," Silena looked at you up and down.

"No, what time is it?"

"Time for you to hurry the hell up, we need to leave now," she said as she stormed out. You groaned as you stood up and walked over to your closet, grabbing some jeans and a hoodie before running down toward your car. "About time."

"I could just not drive you," you said as you both stepped in the car. You were just joking of course, she doesn't need to be asking Luke Castellan for a ride anyways.

You pulled in the parking lot, and before even coming to a full stop, you saw your sister jumping out and making her way to Mr. Convertible. BARF.

"Dude, I don't think the plans working," Charles said, sounding worried.

Leo sighed, "look we just need some time, Y/Ns not gonna just give in after like, a day."

Charles groaned as he stared at Silena and Luke flirting from a mere 50 feet away. The way her long hair flowed in the wind, the way her lip gloss shinned in the sun, he couldn't get enough. "Whatever, I have French tutoring with her later, we'll see how it goes."

"Not gonna lie this is kind of hard," Percy said from behind the two, making them jump.

"Jesus, you need a bell or something," Leo said with his hand on his heart, feeling it speed up.

Percy rolled his eyes, "Anyways, I think she blocked me, and all I did was pay for her food."

Charles just softly facepalmed. When he got his face out of his hands, he saw Luke walking towards them.

"Luke," Percy cheered while holding his arms out. Luke did not return the hug.

"Dude, I'm not paying you to get fucking aired. I need you to take her to the party this Friday. Not the one in 20 and a half years," Luke complained.

"Dude, its not like Y/Ns the easiest person to ask out around here," Leo chimed.

"Literally," Percy agreed. "Look, I invited her out to the party, just gimme a moment bro." "Plus, I'm gonna need a pay raise."

Luke laughed in his face, "Yeah no way."

"Then you can say goodbye to little ms Silena over there," Luke rolled his eyes as he pulled out his wallet, slapping a Benjamin into Percy's hand. "Love you too."

Luke just held up his middle finger as he walked off, "He's such an amazing ray of sunshine isn't he?"

Percy and Charles just stared at Leo, "What? Am I not allowed to be my funny and whimsical self?"

They both walked off without saying a word. Silena and Charles have their free period and use it to study on some French together.

"So how's operation 'get my impossible sister a date' going," Silena asked.

"Well, we have a guy, but she's just not going for him. We need some help here, what kind of guy does she go for?"

"The problem is she just DOESN'T," Charles gave her a look before she continued. "Not like that. I mean, she thinks guys like Logan Lerman and Dylan O'brian are pretty hot, so Percys probably her type."

"Okay so we got that right at least," he grumbled.

"I mean the reason she just shits on all the guys here is because she thinks of them all as 'misogynistic assholes of the patriarchy,' she rolled her eyes.

"So what, a guy who can shut the fuck up when needed or something," Silena laughed at Charles joked, and he sweared he started ascending.

"Yeah just maybe," she smiled.

"Silena, can I ask you something?"

"Whats up?"

"You know the party on Friday. Would you wanna go? I mean if Percy can convince your sister and all you know."

"Of course I want to go, which is why I really need Y/N to just man up," she paused. "or woman up, I guess."

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You sat back and doodled in your notebook in your English class. After spending most the class debating over sexist views in classic literature, you felt kind of annoyed. Its like no one cares these days, you know?

The bell rang and you walked over to your friend Hazel. "Honestly you should be like a lawyer or something, watching you arguing these boys is like music to my ears."

"You might be on to something, I love belittling them as it is. Imagine I got paid to do it," you laughed. When you walked out the class, you saw Hazel's boyfriend, Frank, waiting for her outside. You waved hello then paused when you saw Percy next to him.

"Oh look who it is," Percy exclaimed. You didn't even waste your breathe as you just turned and walked off towards your locker. Percy quickly rubbed his temples and ran after you. "Where ya going?"

"Anywhere," you said as you made it to your locker to grab your next books. Percy stood off to the side, leaning on the lockers. "What do you want now?"

"To take you out this Friday night," he smiled.

"I'd rather swallow 4 laxatives and a bowling ball and staple my ass cheeks together than be stuck in a room full of intoxicated teenagers," you slammed your locker shut and walked off.

Percy followed after you, "Don't you have the fun vocabulary!!"

"Extensive," you smirked.

"Look, it'll be fun."

"Doubtful."

"Do I need to ask in like, fucking greek or something," Percy pleaded.

"Maybe choose a language you actually know first."

"Μπορώ να μιλήσω ελληνικά μια χαρά," you looked at him wide-eyed. "Why must you continue to doubt me?"

"How do I know you didn't insult me?"

"I don't know, just trust me maybe," you shot up an eyebrow with an amused upside down smile on your face. "όπως είπα, θα είμαι εκεί στις εννιά εντάξει."

"No, to whatever you just said," you chuckled as you headed off to your next class.

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✰ Μπορώ να μιλήσω ελληνικά μια χαρά - I can speak Greek just fine ✰ όπως είπα, θα είμαι εκεί στις εννιά εντάξει - like i said i'll be there at nine ok?

✰Taglist: @liviessun (just lemme know if u wanna be added)

[rafeandonlyrafe]

christmas stocking

words: 1.3k

warnings: established relationship, reader has really good relationship with parents, implied bad family situation for rafe, christmas celebrations

taglist: @drewstarkeyslut @thelomlisrafecameron @f4ll-for-you @dilvcv @winterrrnight @drudyslut @drewsbaby @jjmaybankswifes-blog @rafescokenostril @jjsmarijuana @jjmaybankisbae @seeingstarks @angelofcigs @cece45450 @babygorewhore @vanessa-rafesgirl @michelleisheres-blog

“hey momma.” you say with a smile as you answer the phone, clicking it to speaker so you continue to work. 

“hi baby girl!” your moms voice rings out through the speaker. “did you figure out what time you're leaving?”

“looks like tomorrow at 10 am, then we should be to yours by dinner.” you hum, glancing at the clock while continuing to pack up. “oh, change of plans by the way. rafe is coming with me.” 

“oh yay!” your mom squeals. she only met rafe once when she came to visit you in the outer banks at your new house, but it was so early on in your relationship that she didn't really get to know him well, and things are a lot more serious now. “i can't wait to have my babies home for christmas.”

“does that mean andrew will be able to make it?” you ask, inquiring about your brother.

“they'll be here, but leaving the day after christmas for his wife's family.” 

“okay, that sounds good. itll be nice to have the four of us back together, plus rafe and diana.” you hum. ever since your brother went away for college when he turned 18, and you left two short years after to move to the outer banks, it was hard to get the whole family together, even for the holidays. you spent the last two christmases in the outer banks, one spent alone in your new house, the other with the camerons.

you were shocked by how different their christmas was than what you were used to. it was cold and devoid of any traditions besides what was seemingly forced on the kids of the family. you ultimately had a good time with rafe, but you missed the familiarity and fun that you had with your family. 

rafe was originally going to stay in the outer banks, not wanting to intrude on your family, but you finally convinced him last night that everyone would be happy to have him.

“okay so tell me about what i can get for rafe.” your mom says, and you just know she's bent over the counter with a notepad and pen in hand, not wanting rafe to be left out of opening presents.

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“ready to go rafey?” you ask, looking at the back of the car, trunk filled with your suitcases, while the back seat has already wrapped presents, both for your family and ones for rafe, as well as his for you.

“i am. last chance to say if you forgot something.”

“nope.” you shake your head, “ive gone over my checklist three different times.”

“alright, off to your parents then.” rafe says, leaning over and pressing a kiss to your lips before taking off down the road.

--

“can we stop? i gotta pee.” you say, looking at the sign for an upcoming rest stop.

“again?” rafe sighs, but there's a small smile gracing his features as he turns the indicator on, pulling off to the road stop.

you hop out of the car, but rafe follows right behind you, not letting you go in by yourself, always extra cautious when you're out in public, especially away from the outer banks. 

“gonna get us snacks.” rafe says, keeping his eye on you as you head into the bathroom, only turning to the vending machines when you disappear behind the tile wall. 

--

“hey baby.” rafe says softly, stroking over your thigh to wake you up. “we're almost there.”

you stretch with a yawn, rubbing at your tired eyes. you blink them open, realizing the roads are now familiar, about to pull off the highway at your home town exit.

“thanks for driving, rafey.” you say, leaning over the center console to give him a kiss on the cheek. you clean up the car a bit while he finishes the drive, gathering up the wrappers of the chips and snacks and shoving them into a bag to throw away later.

“im so excited.” you say as rafe turns down your road, and your parents house comes into view.

“i can’t wait to get to know them.” rafe says, pulling into the driveway. you can’t help the squeal you let out in excitement as you rush out as soon as the car is in park, briefly turning your head to make sure rafe is following you as you step onto the porch, not bothering to know before flinging open the door, knowing that your parents are no doubt waiting right inside for you.

“mom! dad!” you shout, jumping into their arms as they swallow you into a comforting hug. you press a kiss to both of their cheeks before turning to rafe.

“i brought these for you.” rafe sticks forward his hand, in it a bouquet of flowers, presenting them to your mother.

“oh, rafe, darling you shouldn’t have.” your mom coos, pulling rafe into a hug before rushing into the kitchen to place the flowers into a vase. rafe gives your dad a firm handshake before offering to help carry in your bags.

you smile and look out the door as they chat casually, happy that rafe seems to be fitting in instantly.

--

“its just so different.” rafe says softly, stroking his hand absentmindedly over your back as you’re curled up next to him on the couch.

“what do you mean?” you hum, pressing your lips against his shoulder, even though you can guess what he’s talking about.

“your family is just so… easy going. and you all get along so well.” rafe says, looking around the living room at your parents sharing a couch, and your brother and his wife sitting in matching armchairs, all chatting happily amongst themselves.

“im lucky to have such an amazing family.” you say, looking to rafe. “and that you’re a part of it.” “i dont want to intrude though, baby. so if you have any traditions you want to be just amongst your-” “shh.” you cut rafe off, a smile on your face. “we all want you here. my mom was so excited when i told her you were coming. you love me right?” you ask, which rafe of course nods. “and we are planning to be together forever right? so of course my family is going to want you around, to include you in our traditions.” “sorry, dears, i couldn't help but overhear.” your mom says with a slightly blush to her cheeks. “forgive me for eavesdropping, but i actually have a gift for you rafe.”

rafe begins to say that he doesn’t need any gifts, but your mom cuts him off with a quick stern look, one he’s seen in you many times.

your mom returns to the room with a small wrapped box in her hands.

“thank you.” rafe says sincerely, setting the box on his lap. you smile, already knowing what is inside, seeing it before when andrew first brought diana to christmas celebrations.

rafe opens the box carefully, attempting not to rip the paper and make a mess, aware of the eyes on him.

“a christmas stocking.” rafe says with a smile as he pulls it out. you wait for him to notice, and you can tell from his body language the second his eyes read over his own name, hand stitched by your mother, signifying rafes place in the family. he tenses for a second before melting completely, body slumping against yours.

you wrap your arms around rafe, knowing this is an emotional moment for him, his moment where he realizes how loved and accepted he is.

“we are so happy you’re a part of our family, rafe.” your mom says, accepting his hug when he stands to embrace her and thank her for the gift, looking to the mantelpiece with all of the family stockings hanging, where his will soon join.

your dad strikes up a conversation with andrew, and you know its to take some of the pressure and attention off rafe as he ducks his head into your neck, pressing soft kisses to the skin there.

“i told you you wouldn’t be intruding.” you whisper, running your fingers through his hair.

“yeah, yeah.” rafe says sarcastically. “you’re right.” you give him a look, before he concedes with a nod. “as always.”

[raccoonsface]

“T-Tara?” Pt.2

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Words- About 750

Warnings- angst or fluff, idk tbh. Swearing, idk what else

Just to say some stuff, I lost my other emails’ password and that email was connected to my other account so I’m on this one now. Sorry for being gone for so long too!

Summary- Y/n and Tara have a crush on each other and go to great lengths to make sure they have them all to themselves.

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Part 1

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“Jeez the suns out early”

Tara has just woken up from her sleep, she was tired from all the running around yesterday.

She almost falls back asleep because of it but then she turns over and takes a look at her clock

“SHIT! ITS 10:30 AM IM LATE FOR SCHOOL”

She rushes to get all of her stuff packed so she can make it to school before lunch, which is at 11:30, so it shouldn’t be that hard… right?

“Okay I’m fucked… I can’t find my keys.”

Oh Well she’s fucked

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Tara’s POV

“I’m gonna fucking die”

I’m not gonna make it there in time, come on Tara run faster. Damn it’s hot out

Fuck I didn’t bring my inhaler, again?!What the fuck Tara, you’re gonna die on the side of the street. I’ve gotta sit down, yeah the sidewalk under this tree looks fine.

“Damn two days in a row”

Is this heaven? Ugh it’s too bright here.

“Hah, no this isn’t heaven Tara” oh it’s Y/n

“Well if it isn’t then what am I doing looking at a goddess” damn what’s going on right now

“Geez don’t you got the pick up lines when you’re literally gasping for air”

She’s funny, and really pretty

“Okay, Tara here you go” Her and that extra inhaler

I mean it definitely feels way better when I can breathe that’s for sure, but every time I look at her I loose my breath anyways so I don’t really see the point in it.

“You good Tara?” So kind

“Huh, oh yeah” me and my dumbass self

“Okay good… what are you doing running out here with a backpack on anyways?” Looking for a princess like you

“Oh- uhm I’m running late for school”

“Huh, I didn’t know there was school on Saturdays” shit of course it’s Saturday, that’s why my alarm didn’t go off.

“Oh… I forgot it was Saturday” oh my god you sound like an idiot Tara!

“Huh, well you need a ride to get home?” I think I’m gonna faint

“Uhm I mean if you’re willing to” Oh. My. God.

“I mean if you want me to” of course I do beautiful.

“Uh I mean yeah sure”

“Okay, yeah, alright uhm my cars over there”

“Right! Right, I gotta get up” oh my god she’s reaching out her hand towards me, oh I’m gonna die when I get home

“Thanks”

“Yeah, no problem” She seems kinda shy.. it’s probably nothing I’m over analyzing

“Damn this car seat is comfy” no like holy shit this is comfy

“Yeah, I know, they’re custom seats.” Of course they are

“Anyways where do you live?” Oh right!

“Oh uhm it’s uhh” me and my damn it stuttering

“You wanna go eat instead? I mean you must be hungry from all that running, and I don’t mean to-“ aww she’s so cute I can’t believe I survived without her before

“I’d love to go out with you- I mean yeah I’m down to go eat with you” what the hell Tara

“Huh, right, anyways where should we go?” Shit I don’t know

“Uhm, let’s go tooooooo…” I have no idea where to go eat

“How about we drive around and figure out where to eat..?” Phew!

“Yeah I think that’s probably the better idea” she’s really smart… she could be my wife..

OKAY NO Tara get yourself together. You cannot do this. But she’s so perfect.. maybe just maybe. I can’t even fight it anymore.. I need her. I need Y/n.

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Oh my god. A lot has happened in the past two months. The meaning behind this new account is between the warnings and the summary at the top.

Sorry for the short post! They’ll be way more sooner!

I have a three part series for Astrid Deetz, the last two parts will probably come out after the movie is released because I can’t really get much off of her character just from the trailer

Anyways hope you guys have had a nice day!

[lingeringdesires505]

maybe its for the best

rin itoshi x reader

angst

rin can’t stop blaming himself, he knows hes at fault, that hes the reason the two of you had broken up. rin’s life mainly revolved around soccer, until he met you. all his life, his only goal was to beat his brother, itoshi sae, and show him how he too could be good at soccer. little did he know, he would be so caught up in his obsession with competing against his brother would ruin a relationship he had cherished so much.

28 April, 10.58 p.m.

The night you two broke up, it was after one of his late night trainings. despite being tired and burnt out, he still stayed back after training, pushing himself to his limit, in hopes that his skill would be up to par with his brother’s.

you laid in your shared bed with him, wondering when he would come home. his soccer training should have ended at 9 p.m., yet he was still not home. seeing the clock almost striking 11, you became more and more worried about your lover. you had sent him multiple texts, but none were read.

“he must be staying back after training again,” you thought to yourself. despite the constant reminders not to overexert himself, and that he should rest more, rin never listened to you. he would either brush you off, saying it was no big deal and that he wasnt tired, or just ignore you. you understood that he was feeling lots of stress especially with the upcoming soccer match, but you just couldnt stand there and see him destroy himself like this. it certainly wasnt healthy and beneficial for his physical or mental health.

as you reached the stadium, you saw a familiar figure doing his routines.

“rin! ive been worried about you. its already 11 p.m., you should come home and rest!” you called out to him as you ran towards him.

“ just a few more minutes…im almost done. after im done, we can go home, okay? “ he said without looking back to you.

as much as you wanted to let him finish, you could already tell he was extremely tired. the sweat running down his forehead and muscles, the heavy panting that you knew all to well — he was already pushing his limits, if you were to let him continue, he might over exhaust himself, doing more harm than good to his body.

“ rinnie, please, youre at your limit already, please just stop! youre going to hurt yourself at this rate! “ you begged him to stop, but he wouldnt listen. tears started to well up in your eyes as you grew more and more anxious, why wouldnt he just stop hurting himself like this and listen to you?

it wasnt long before rin snapped.

“do you really think im that weak?! besides, what i do to my own body is none of your business! youre just another obstacle in the way of my success, just leave me alone you lukewarm piece of shit, god damn it!” he shouted, his eyes filled with anger as he finally looked over to you.

that was when he realised he fucked up.

his heart ached as he saw hot tears streaming down your red cheeks. no, wait, he didnt mean it!

“please baby, wait, i didnt mean it. im so sorry i said that, please..” he immediately stopped what he was doing to run towards you, forcefully hugging you, frantically apologising.

you didnt say anything. you couldnt say anything. you were in disbelief — the man that you had loved with all your heart, the man that you cared for so deeply, wanted you to leave him alone? was this truly the way he felt about you? just an obstacle? a lukewarm piece of shit?

“baby please, i didnt mean any of that… its all my fault, i know you want the best for me. forgive me please… please, say something!” this time, rin was the one of the verge of tears.

“so that’s how you feel about me?… you want me to leave you alone?…” you managed to stutter out, trying hard not to start bawling on the spot. how could he say something so hurtful?

“fine. if that’s how you want it, dont contact me ever again rin, it’s over between us.”

you ran back to your car before rin could react and slammed the door shut, driving off to your shared apartment to pack your things and move out. you weren’t just angry, you were upset.

you couldnt believe this was how your relationship with rin was going to end. you always thought of rin as someone you would continue to love and care for, someone you would grow old with.

that night, rin laid on the grass in the stadium, looking up at the night sky, head filled with regrets, heart aching.

present

was it really worth it? rin always asked himself. sure, he managed to show to his brother that his soccer skills were excellent, but that didnt make him happy. in fact, after the two of you had broken up, nothing made him happy. how could he be happy without you? he was struggling to even live a day without you.

rin would spend countless sleepless nights scrolling through his photo gallery, looking at photos you had forced him to take with you. the poor man couldnt even sleep without your scent. he would often try and find old articles of clothing you had left behind around the house — it was the only way he could sleep, with your scent.

he would spend many hours training, even if there wasnt any upcoming matches. he was desperate to find any sort of distraction to distract himself from thinking about you.

some nights after training, he prayed that you would still be there outside the stadium, waiting to drive him home. he prayed that he could see you again, hear your sweet voice and hearty laugh again. he was so desperate to hear your voice again, he didnt care if he had to hear your nagging or your complaints, he just needed to hear you again, to see that pretty face of yours.

rin always thought about how foolish he was. before he met you, he felt that unfortunate things always happened to him. he always thought about how terrible and unlucky his life was. that was until he met you. you were like a blessing from heaven, an angel that came and brightened up his dull, lukewarm life. he wished he had known how to appreciate you earlier. if only he had opened his eyes and see how much you had loved and cared for him.

it feels like torture scrolling through your instagram page, seeing you move in with your new boyfriend, seeing you have dinner dates with him. he knows your new boyfriend treats you way better than he ever did, and he feels happy that your being taken good care of, but deep down, his heart was being ripped into shreds. it felt so wrong, but he couldnt stand the thought of you laughing, or smiling for another man. you were already moving on with life, getting ready to marry your boyfriend, and there was nothing he could do about it.

rin accepted that he could never be at peace with himself, especially since he had fucked up the only good thing in his life. it was too late for regrets, the only thing he could do now was make sure that you were safe and happy from afar.

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thank you for reading!

word count: 1.2k

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@lingeringdesires505 2024

[minieverse]

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pairing: idol!jeongin x fem!reader

genre: angst (with good ending)

warnings: stress, anxiety, reader gets hurt by words, cursing, crying

~Jeongin gets stressed with work and takes it out on you by mistake~

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Reader

It was currently 2:15am and i was still waiting for Jeongin to come back home from his dance practice and vocal lessons. I know their new album will drop soon and they all get anxious but he’s overdoing it I don’t even know if he grabbed anything to eat before he left

I’ve been trying to call him for the past 2 hours but he never answers but he has seen my texts which is weird, he always answers he hates leaving me on seen. All i want is for him to get home and eat properly, he’s beating himself up with all these practices from 2pm to God knows when

I’ll just watch a movie and wait for him

Jeongin

10+ missed calls from “y/n💕”

Helloooo!? 1:10am

Babe where are you? 1:30am

7 missed calls from “y/n💕”

You are reading my text why are you not answering? 2:00am

Jeongin where the fuck are you 2:15am

It’s 2:40 and i’m driving home, i couldn’t get the choreography right and it was frustrating, what is more frustrating is that i can’t concentrate with my phone blowing up

I kept making mistakes and now i have to practice on my day off

she’s calling again

“oh for fucks sake” i whisper to myself and answer the phone “where the fuck have you been Jeongin!” “stop yelling okay i was in practice” i try to calm her down, i’m way too tired for this “in this hour?” i sigh and rub my eyes with my hand “yes y/n i have work to do okay, i have shit to practice for” keeping calm is way harder than it looks “you better be here in 5” she yells and hangs up, i put my phone on my pocket and start driving back home

Reader

As soon as i hanged up the phone i went to the kitchen to get a glass of water to calm down

The door unlocks and his tired figure walks in to our apartment taking of his shoes and placing his back on the ground, he doesn’t look at me at all and just walks at our shared bedroom, i rub my face and follow him “care to tell me why are you this late?” i ask him calmly “for the thousand time, i was practicing is it that hard to understand?” he looks at me, his eyes piercing my skin “Jeongin it’s 3am you can’t be practicing until-” “for Gods sake shut up, i’m working okay im doing my job can you stop being so damn annoying? i can’t fucking concentrate when you blowing up my phone like that i keep making mistakes and now i have to work more” he yells at me, he hasn’t yelled at me before always keeping his cool and being calm, there is silence for a few seconds, the phrase “can you stop being so annoying?” echoing in my mind “okay i- im sorry i’ll leave you alone” i say as i grab my pillow and walk to the guest room to lay down

I’ve always been called annoying because i care too much, Jeongin knows that and i thought i was over it until i heard him saying it it kind of broke my heart. Silence filled the dark apartment, the only sound of life was me turning around trying to get comfortable but that was impossible, i can’t sleep without him and after that fight

I got up to grab a snack when Jeongin exit our room “hey” he said quietly walking towards me “hi” i answered trying to avoid his eyes “look i’m sorr-” “i think you’re right i’ve being annoying you i’ll leave you alone to think and get your job done” i say and quickly walk to the guest room

Sleeping was hard but i managed to rest, by the time i woke up Jeongin was already gone so it gave me time to make myself breakfast and take some of my stuff to the guest room, since his program was unstable i didn’t know when he was coming back so i took a shower trying to get the thoughts out of my head. The time passed so slowly with me trying to force myself to be busy so i don’t get into my thoughts that i had to make lunch, i don’t work these days since it’s summer holidays so i take charge of the house, i finished with cooking but i lost my appetite knowing that he can live without talking to me so i just locked myself in the guest room crying myself to sleep again.

Jeongin

It was 3:30pm and i was packing up from practice, my phone all dry, i kept checking hoping i’d see her name pop up on the screen but nothing, i know i asked for this and it’s my fault but i can’t bare it, i almost started to cry until Lee know hyung came over me “what’s wrong? you look upset” he questioned sitting down next to me “it’s just problems in my relationship i’ll be okay” i answer trying to control my trembling voice and teary eyes “cmon i know you better than that, it’s okay to let your feeling out” he looked at me and i lowered my head, it was getting harder to control my tears until i burst.

I started crying uncontrollably in my hands while Lee know was rubbing my back “everything is okay let it all out and tell me what’s wrong” he said trying to calm me down, after a few minutes there were just sniffles echoing in the practice room “i called her annoying hyung, the person i love the most, i hurt her, i could see it in her eyes i fucked up” i said trying not to cry again and he sighed “Jeongin yes you did probably hurt her but you can fix it, i know you can do grab your things calm down and go fix it hm?” he told me with a serious look “y-yes i’m going” i wiped my tears thanked him and run to my car to drive home

When i walked inside there was no sign of life, i saw food prepared and it made me even more guilty, i kicked off my shoes and walked to our shared bedroom hoping to see her there and apologise but there was no one there, some of her stuff were gone. I got worried and searched the whole apartment until i found her in the guest room sleeping, i sighed in relief and sat next to her sleeping body

“I’m really sorry for what i said” i stated of my apology “i hope you know that i didn’t mean it, i was stressed and i let it out on you i-” i took a deep breath trying not to cry “i shouldn’t have yelled or called you annoying in any case because i love you and all you do is love and care for me” my voice trembling again and tears staining my cheeks “i love you so much and i promise to never do that again, and i’m also gonna say this after you wake up but” i pose for a second and kiss her forehead “i want you to know that i’m sorry” i wipe my tears and get up

Reader

“don’t leave” i say calmly while looking at him turning around “y- you were awake?” he asked wiping more tears “well you were running around in the apartment like a maniac” i chuckled “oh i’m sorry” he smiled weakly “ i know that you were stressed and that you didn’t mean it it just hurt” i get up and walk towards him “i’m sorry” he hugs me tight, God i missed this, as he pulls away i kiss him passionately, i can feel his smile in the kiss.

“So wanna go grab ice cream!?” he asks “what kind of question is that of course i want!” i grab my phone and run to put my shoes on

everything can be fixed, even the worst situations but both sides really have to put effort

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I haven’t posted in a while sorry!!🦊Thank you for all the support angels🤍

[corpsebasil]

Drunk Words Are Sober Thoughts 18++

sort of 18+ but idk so just read it and figure it out for yourself I guess lol

Just kidding update IT GOT NASTY LOL

“You seem a bit sloshed, my darling.” Nikolai informed you, smiling as you shimmied your way across the tavern towards him, watching as he leaned on the wall. “Feeling friendly today?”

“Mhmm.” You mumbled, eyeing your prince and close friend. “Where’s…Alina?” You asked, eyebrows furrowing as you tried to remember the girl’s name.

“Probably off with her tracker friend.”

“Aren’t you engaged?”

“Yeah, why? It’s political. I told you.”

“Why can’t you—” you paused, forgetting the thought as you moved closer to him, leaning against the wall at his side. “I’m sleepy.” You groaned, dropping your forehead onto his shoulder as he laughed.

“I can tell.”

“Aren’t you tired?” You asked, peering up at him with wide, doe eyes. The sweetness of your breath from the vodka cranberries, plus the slightly red tinge to your lips, made Nikolai lean into you a fraction more.

“I haven’t had as much as you.” He grinned lazily, those blue eyes of his mischievous. “I think we should get you to bed.”

“Only if you come too.” You insisted, reaching up to brush a strand of hair from his forehead. His eyes stayed on your face, only inches from his as you tilted yours up to him.

Nikolai stared, glancing at your mouth as you spoke, then back up.

“You’re drunk.” He commented, ignoring the way your hand lingered, looping around his neck. “Y/N—”.

“Are you coming, Nik?”

“Yeah.” He mumbled, cursing himself internally but not wanting to leave you alone. “Saints, fine. Let’s go.” He said, taking your hand in his and leading you to the exit. When you stumbled a bit he mumbled ‘fuck it’ under his breath and scooped you up, carrying you away.

You squeaked and laughed, holding his waist as he approached his horse outside, guiding the two of you up onto it. You settled in front of him on the massive animal, closing your eyes in contentment when your back relaxed into his chest. He was hard as a rock and warm—so warm.

“Mmmm.” You moaned softly, involuntarily, and Nikolai wrapped an arm around your waist to hold you still.

“None of those sounds, love.” Nikolai chuckled, then snapped the reins, taking the both of you home.

-

“Does that count as drunk driving?” You asked, tripping into your bedroom as Nikolai leaned against the doorway. “Riding on a horse when intoxicated?”

“I don’t think so.” The prince mused, and watched as you tugged at the laces on the back of your dress, unable to reach them. You hopped around for a while and he rolled his eyes, approaching and kicking the door shut behind him. “Saints, be still, woman.” He grumbled, yanking you towards him by your stays as you laughed.

“Trying to get me naked, prince?” You asked coyly, the alcohol keeping your tongue loose. He rolled his eyes again, out of your sight. “I’d like to see you naked in my bed.” His hands froze as you laughed, your face flushed, until you realized exactly what you’d just said and your laughter died out.

You giggled again, this time nervously, as he finished carefully undoing your laces and backed away.

“Sorry.” You mumbled, horrified at your words, and closed your eyes. But your breath hitched when his fingers moved to your shoulders, sliding the material of your dress down, his skin trailing over your own. “Nik?” You whispered, chest rising and falling with your breaths as he pushed the dress down to your waist, exposing your bare back to him. And then you relaxed, gasping slightly as his mouth touched your neck, kissing down slowly to your shoulder.

“You have to tell me you aren’t drunk.” He murmured against your skin, kissing your shoulder again. His hands moved, one slipping around the front of your bare waist to stroke his thumb along your abdomen, the other holding the front of your throat with hardly any pressure, tugging you back against him.

“I’m—Im not.” You said breathlessly. It was true—your embarrassment combined with the ride home had sobered you up almost completely.

“Because I won’t take advantage of you, Y/N.” He continued, his hand on your stomach moving lower, bring the dress down with it. The material collapsed in a pool at your feet, and your bare legs shone in the gentle light of your rooms.

“I’m not. I promise.” You whispered, and your head fell back onto his shoulder when he ran his fingers slowly, too slowly, over your clothed center.

“Tell me what you think about me..” he ordered, pressing a warm kiss to your neck. “when you touch yourself. When you’re alone.”

“I—I don’t—”

“I know you do. I can feel how wet you are.”

“Well…” you swallowed, embarrassed to find he was right. And it was true, you had been thinking about the prince for a while. Longer than you should have. “I think about your…”

“My what, love?” He asked, slipping his hand into the material covering you and beginning to massage your most sensitive area.

You couldn’t think straight.

“Think about your…body and..and voice.”

“My voice?” He chuckled, amused. “What about it?”

“Aren’t you more interested in how I feel about your body?”

“You already said you want me naked, sweetheart.” He said, then turned you around to face him, pulling your mouth to his own.

You both groaned into the kiss, eager to have one another as he yanked his shirt off, panting slightly as he pushed you down onto your bed. His mouth worked against your own as he moved atop you, pressing every inch of that gorgeous body you’d been thinking about for months against you.

“Shit, Nik—” you gasped as he licked and sucked on your lips and tongue, unable to stop tasting you.

“You taste so sweet.” He groaned, kissing you deeply as you blushed. “Like fruit.”

“It’s the drinks.”

“I wonder if..” a mischievous look crossed his eyes and he moved off you. Just when you were about to protest he dropped to his knees beside the bed and yanked your legs towards him, pulling you right to his face. You yelped at the sudden movement, your heart racing as he peeled off your soaked undergarments and tossed them aside. “So perfect.” He sighed, eyebrows furrowing like he was in pain, before he leaned in and licked a long, slow stripe up.

You let out a gasping moan at the feeling, your hands flying to his hair as he worked you, alternating between sucking, licking, and fucking you with his tongue.

“I knew it.” You heard him whisper, and the vulgar sounds were making your face turn red. “Just as good..”

If it was possible for your face to get any redder it did, especially as he continued his ministrations for barely another minute before you came, embarrassingly fast, your hands tugging at his hair as your legs trembled. You whimpered his name and heaved for breath, listening to his dark laugh against your inner thighs.

“So pretty, laid out for me.” He murmured, standing up and kicking off his trousers, moving to hover back over you. Then he paused, all signs of heat fading from his eyes as he gave you a serious look. “You sure you want this? It’s not too late to say no. I won’t mind.”

“Are you kidding me?” You whispered, opening your eyes and giving him an exasperated look. “Just fuck me, Nikolai.” You demanded, and the man didn’t need to be told twice.

“Shit..shit.” Nikolai cursed, pushing into you and straining at your tightness. He was bigger than you’d ever had and lord, it felt good. You were already moaning softy, pleading with him to move. When he did, he scooped an arm under your lower back, cradling your body against him as he thrust in slow and deep.

The angle was blindingly good, and it had you increasing your volume and scratching at his back, begging him to go faster.

“Gonna…take my time with you, love.” Nikolai panted, biting back a moan as he bottomed out, hitting the farthest point inside you. You jolted at the sensation, and he grinned. “Been wanting you for so long. I’m not rushing.”

“Please.” You whined, feeling the agonizingly slow strokes. But then he looked at you, making eye-contact, and your heart stuttered in your chest. His blue eyes were soft and heavy-lidded; he was drunk on you, high on the feel and smell and taste of you, and it was obvious.

Instead of saying anything he bent his head to kiss you softly, gripping your body tighter against him, keeping your hips bowed off the mattress. It felt so good your eyes rolled back into your head, and you felt your second finish approaching. Nikolai didn’t rush. He took his time, taking you apart leisurely, ignoring every plead, every clench, and then, eventually, your tears of desperation that were welling up.

“God, you’re perfect.” He mumbled against your lips, and you shattered around him, him following suit seconds later.

What seemed like minutes later but was really an hour the two of you laid in bed together, cleaned up and curled into one another. Nikolai was running a hand up and down your bare back, your chest pressed against his front as you slept. He stared down at you, admiring you, and felt his heart twist. He swallowed down what felt like a twinge of pain before moving.

He extracted himself slowly, eager not to wake you up, and gathered his clothes, before slipping out of your room.

OKAYYYYYYYY SLUTS

[bingusbongu]

Dr Flug x Fem reader who is the head of the department of black arts and witchcraft? Like him having a crush on her, it would be kind of ironic him being the head of the department of science and technology

A/N: oooo another Flug request! I love writing for this silly little nerd guy!!! One of my favorite comfort characters<33 fyi: had a hard time writing this, especially with his crushing stage so i just did alittle for it, i hope this works!!! ty sm for requesting!!!! I hope you enjoy~! {May edit later, im tired rn}

Dr. Flug × Fem. Witch Reader!

•i feel like this man would be a huge skeptic towards magic. I mean, sure his boss is a demon and all, but he believes more in scientific reasoning then he actually does Magic. He thinks that there is a reasoning behind everything. being the head of the scientific technology department, he tried his best to study magic, but found ut a huge waste of his time, and ended up going back to his on projects

• when he first met you, it was on one his missions with the gang, and it was not going well for them. The hero they were after easily out maneuvered their plans, and had them dangerouslh close to defeat

• Flug was a mess, panicked and unsure what to do. If he got caught by a hero, Blackhat would sure as hell just leave him there and not care to come and retreave him. Let alone, he didnt want to get punished anymore then he hast to endure

• Flug thought they were goners, before, lo and behold, before the hero could take them into custody, you appeared. Quickly catching the hero off gaurd with a blast of magic to his side

• of course, the hero ended up taunting you, and launched himself at you, only for you to easily knock him out of thd sky and to the concrete with the wave of your hand

• as you and the hero quarled, Flug couldnt help but watch. He would had been planning to get out, but he was observing the battle. How you easily threw the hero around liks a toy. The hero didnt even manage to hit you a single time and you already had him to the ground.

• you had freed the trio before they could be taken from authorities. Easily clipping the lock off. The two of you locked eyes for a moment, but before Flug could say thank you, you were gone.

• Flug was quite appalled, his curiosity peaked, as he abd his team fled from the scene. Though, he wasnt able to get you out of his head. He had never seen or heard anything about a villain who easily threw around Heros without even touching them, and Flug knew everthing about every Villain in the town.

• When he got back to his lab, he automatically started to look up things about you, desprately searching up something to ease his curiosity and get you out of his head

• there wasnt to much about you that he could find. He had figured out you were a 'in and out' villain, hardly giving people enough time to look at you before you disappeared into a puff of smoke.

• reading into some reports about you, of people writing nonsense about a powerful villain that wasn't Blackhat, and ranting in painful grammar about a 'witch villain'

• this made Flug laugh, obviously not believing it one bit. Rolling his eyes he got off his computer and went back to work.

• though, he still couldnt get you out of his head. Thinking back to the way how easily you handled that hero, and didnt even lay a finger on him. Now that Flug thought about it, he didnt even see you get close to him at all. Which made the doctor ponder about you even more

• it started driving him insane

• Flug, for the next few times had a hard time focusing on his projects, caught in his mind about what you were. It ended up getting him into trouble, why couldnt you just leave him alone? He had so many questions, but no you to answer them

• finally came his once a month trip of errands he ran for the crew. Heading out to collect food, or certain parts he could use to work on his projects. He never liked these days, but he endured it never the less

• just as he was walking by, looking for supplies, he bumped into you on accident. He frantically apologized, but once he noticed it was you, he froze in his tracks. Looking up at you, as you looked down at him and reasured him that it was okay

• all of a sudden, all his questions flooded his mind. He sure didnt expect to find you here of all places! What were you doing here? Were you here on some sort of mission? What did you even need here?

• His thoughts got interrupted as you finally voiced that you recognized him, sending Flug into a blushing frenzy as he tried to play it off, muttering a thank you to you as he cleared his throat

• though, when you commented that you knew who he was, it caught him off guard. You knew who he was? No one really ever recognized him other than the bag wearing villain. Being a scientist didnt really give him many looks of pride.

• he was geniunly suprised when you told him his name, and that yoi recognized him from tv adds and some of his work. He didnt know how to feel, but when you complemented him, he nearly collapsed into jelly. No one really ever complemented him, let alone someone as pretty as you! It made his face flush under his bag as he attempted to calm himself

• Though, when you introduced yourself, he must had made a face when you mentioned magic to him. Cause you quickly responded to demonstrate your magic to him.

• turning your gaze to the nearest tin can, without even touching it you beckoned it over, making it levitate over to you.

• Flug watched curiously, eyeing the tin can as if trying to find the strong attached to it to find an explanation. As it levitated for a moment, you flicked your hand, only for the can to fly past Flugs head and hit the worker nearby in the back of his head at full force

• Flug was now a little less of a skeptic

• after that, you and Flug chatted for awhile, happily demonstrating some more of your magic for him, who he would watch closely and eagerly, trying to study it every time. You found it quite funny the way his eyes widened in curiosity

• you two ended up spending the rest of the day together, you helping him with finding his supplies, which he was greatful for. Usually it took him until nightfall to get everything done, but with your help he was able to get back to the manor by noon

• not only that, but he learned alot about you, and how you were also the head of your specialties. That stunned Flug, that you were a head of magic, and he happened to be the head of sciece and technology! No wonder the two of you ended up getting along quite well

• Flug expected his thoughts of you to decrease now that he had answers, but they ended up worsening. Now finding himself wanting to spend more time with you, and for you to show him more of your magic

• Now, the two of you ended up meeting eachother every month on Flugs outing days, so you guys could chat together and spend time with one another. You helping him and showing him your magic, and him happily showing you some of his project ideas.

• Over time, he found himself wanting to spend more and more time with you, getting excited when the day would come to meet up with you! But he still craved more contact with you

• He ended up giving you the adress to the mansion, so you could come over and visit, which you happily took the opportunity

• your visits became more frequent, which Flug was always delighted to see you!

• you would chat with him as he worked on his machines, or let Flug study some more of your magic. And boy, Flug certainly enjoyed the company. More say your company, he goy so happy when you visited him. Even if it was for a few minutes, he always was glad you decided to drop in, no matter how busy you were

• He loved your visits, it made him all giddy and happy, which he hadnt felt in a long time until you came into the picture. He didnt like the way you made his body warm at first, ungil he spent more time with you, he ended up waiting every day in hopes that you would come visit him

• one day, when you made his favorite flowers appear for him out of thin air, he nearly passed out

• he definitely found a way to preserve those flowers forever

• you started to make him feel weird, especially when you came in abd smiled at him, saying your common hello just made his heart lurch out for you. Getting all flustered when you complimented his work, or stood close to him, or even feeling the slightest bit of touch from you would send him to the ground

• he loved watching the way you preform your magic for him. Sometimes, he ended up watching you instead of the trick you were showing him. And when you commented about it he got all shy and babbled an apology, while you giggled which sent him deeper into his flusterdness, you absolutely found this adorable

• you, the wonderful witch you are, ended up enchanting his heart

[freefolkfightorflight]

Things I’m doing instead of cleaning

Why does it take me months to clean and put away laundry why am I like this why 🥺I’m not even talking deep clean. I’m talking the basics of straightening. Living in such a small space with kids is fucking hard yall. It’s so hard. Part of it is I’m fucking tired and therefore lazy. Part is I feel stressed and angry at how messy my kids are and I just avoid addressing it while they’re here so I don’t lose my cool and yell. (And almost everyday I don’t have them I’m working or recovering from working 14 hour shifts). And then there’s the fact that this place is infested so there’s no “if I clean there won’t be bugs” bc I spent a year of spotless house with all the bugs and it’s fucking depressing. Im deadly afraid of roaches but I’ve desensitized my self enough to where I can kill one behind my kids back with my bare hands just to avoid scaring them. 😳🤮(bc they don’t love them either)

I silently and calmly killed a wolf spider the size of my palm with my bare hand in the bathtub yesterday while Molly was about to shower bc I didn’t want her to freak the fuck out too. Living in the country has its downsides I guess.

Re court. I need to win. I need to get the fuck out of this or gut it and start over (which I’m renting so lol I can’t but I could do something better with like a little spending money as far as organizing tools/dressers shelves etc🤦🏻‍♀️)

Part of my lease agreement is/was? mowing like 10 acres. Well the landlord recently said I need to look at buying my own mower this coming year. LOL. I currently use one of his 2 zero turn commercial ($20k) mowers…bc that’s what he said originally. Because one time in 2 fucking years I accidentally ran over a hose and he had to remove it…everything was fine…... I’m just gonna not. It’s not in said lease. Said lease is also not valid since like a year ago…bc he never made a new one for me to sign. I figure if and when he asks me to leave (if it’s before I can feasibly leave on my own) I’m just gonna middle finger and let him go to the courts to get me out bc fuck him and his judgmental racist self. That should give me like 8/9 months right?

My kids still take turns sleeping with me. Because they want to. My girl is super cuddly. My boy has stopped w cuddling but still likes being near. It was his turn last night. When he got up this morning Molly immediately jumped into bed curled around me and said “my mama” like she did as a baby and my heart melted. This is why I don’t clean while they’re here rn. I don’t have the patience to do it calmly(lately) and top tier requirement for me is to make my home a safe space emotionally (and physically) for my kids.

I’m rambling bc hey I’m still avoiding cleaning. I need a friend. Someone to come over and just chat w me while I do this. But I have one friend and she only comes over like 1-3 times a year. I usually go see her bc she lives in a “mansion” with a craft room and I’m already out driving kids to school anyways.

Anyone wanna call and chat? Or text? Pm me if so. I’m US based. No it won’t be sexual. Just friendly chit chat

[kitashousewife]

staying in

an: yahoo! it's my first piece for my cuffing szn event! im currently under three blankets AND it snowed today so i felt inspired to write

pairings: husband!nanami x fem!reader

warnings: stress mention, food/eating mention, alcohol mention, nanami is a really good husband, pet names (love, darling, sweetheart) fluff, lowercase intentional

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every friday night, nanami takes you out on a date. some nights are small; dinner, dessert, and home right after. some are bigger; cooking classes, pottery classes, plays, dinner parties, or even catching a drink at one of the fancier bars. since it's friday once again, he spends the last hour of work deciding where to take you.

he doesn't want to give in, but a large part of him doesn't want to go out at all.

today has been freezing. the wind's been blowing non-stop, and it even tried to snow during lunch. of course, the students loved the few flakes that fell, but nanami was not as excited. snow meant dangerous roads, traffic, power outages, and that deep chill that sets into your bones.

to distract from the low temperatures, nanami scrolls on his computer, looking up different restaurants, shows, and events going on. the two of you have been busy for a while; the last two weeks of dates were spent with take out and heading to bed early. he doesn't want the same thing to happen this week.

as soon as the clock hits five, nanami walks out of jujutsu high as fast as he can. he has it all figured out; he will take you to the new restaurant that just opened up, then afterwards stop at the bar on the way home for some cocktails, and before the night is over; stop for whatever dessert you'd like.

but, with every passing minute driving home, nanami is fighting the urge to throw all of those plans out the window. it's beginning to snow again; the closer he gets to your shared home, the more the flakes begin to stick. by the time he pulls into the driveway, the roof has a light dusting of snow stuck to it.

the scowl on his face grows with each footprint he leaves behind, the crunch of his shoe against the snow tempts him to stay in. but, he won't give in that easily.

"i'm home," he announces, voice dripping with irritation as he shakes off his coat. he puts it away, along with his shoes, before walking into the kitchen. his sour mood sweetens almost immediately when he sees you, pouring yourself a cup of tea.

"hey ken, how was your day? are you loving the snow?" you grin, the last part thick with sarcasm. he rolls his eyes and you snort.

"no, not particularly. the kids enjoyed it, though," he mumbles, loosening the tie from his neck. "it's friday night."

you blink at him from the rim of your mug. 'it is indeed. what are your thoughts?"

he walks over to you, wraps his arms around you and dips you, earning him a laugh and a smile as the two of you dance.

"well, i was thinking about that new restaurant that opened last week, maybe some drinks, some dessert," he lists, dipping you further and further with each word until you're squealing. he pulls you up once more, brushing the hair out of your face. "what do you think?"

you smile and nod, but he can tell you aren't too thrilled.

"what? did you have something else in mind?"

you wince. "don't hate me, but i kinda want to stay-"

"in? me too," he sighs. "but i haven't taken you out in weeks, love."

"ken, i don't mind. let's stay in, yeah? besides," you glance out the kitchen window and smile. "everything is covered in snow." nanami groans, and doesn't need any convincing after that.

"i'm going to change, then. i'll be right back," he shuffles towards your bedroom. you can't help but smile. this week was shit, it's freezing and you would much prefer staying in than having to get dressed up. nanami works so hard, and you could tell this week was wearing on him too. you knew he was tired and wanted to rest, especially after he had a surprise mission to attend to earlier in the week.

"so," nanami's voice cuts off your thoughts. you turn to see him in what you would say is his best look: sweatpants, sweatshirt, and his round "at home" glasses, as he likes to call them. you love when he looks like this because you know that it means he is ready to spend the evening at home, with you.

"so," you mimic. he smiles.

"what would you like for dinner? we could order take out, but i don't want to make anyone drive in this weather more than they need to."

you hum and walk towards your pantry while nanami looks through the fridge. "we have pasta? but we don't have any sauce,"

"we have a bottle of wine in here, do you remember where it's from?"

you peek your head out of the pantry. "wine for dinner?" he rolls his eyes.

"okay, so no wine for you," you stick your tongue out at him and return to your search.

"it was from gojo, by the way," a small ahh comes from behind the refrigerator doors. "finding anything good, ken?"

"well we do have the ingredients for sauce. i can make it, if you would like."

"i would love that. you are the best cook in the relationship."

nanami chuckles as he grabs ingredients for the sauce, placing a kiss on your lips after he has what he needs. you watch as he goes around the kitchen, grabbing the tools needed for the job.

"darling, would you mind turning on some music? maybe even the fireplace?"

"not at all. any requests?"

he lights the the stove and turns to look at you over his shoulder.

"surprise me."

you feel very special, because your sweet husband just so happens to be very particular about his music. the vintage record player that sits in the living room is rarely touched by you, save for a few special moments like this. the vinyl sits in their cases, organized by genre of course, making it easy. you drop the needle in the groove of a slow jazz record, and nanami nods from his place in front of the stove. before joining him you flick on the fireplace and then walk back to his side.

"i have another job for you," he says, focused as he measures out another ingredient. you sigh at the smell, the sauce already looking better than anything you would've ordered tonight. "what's that?"

he stop stirring momentarily to pick you up and set you on the counter next to him. "well i need a taste tester, of course."

it's your turn to place a kiss on his lips, this one lingering for a bit longer than the last. he's made this sauce a hundred times, so you know he's just using this as an excuse to have you close by.

your hungry stomach is grateful that nanami works so fast, finishing up dinner quickly and plating it for you two at the table. he pulls your chair out for you, even pushing you in before grabbing the wine out of the fridge. before he sits down he pours your glass, then his own.

"thank you, ken. this is better than anything we could have eaten tonight."

he kisses your head before taking a seat. "we'll see about that. you haven't even tasted it yet."

the next few hours is full of laughter, mostly from you, as the two of you swap stories from the week. nanami's tales of the students have your stomach hurting just a touch, wishing you had seen things for yourself. after dinner the two of you clean up together before sitting down on the couch, enjoying the warmth of the fireplace.

"what would you like to do tonight, sweetheart?"

you nuzzle into his chest, curled up in a blanket at his side. "whatever you want to do."

he chuckles. "unfortunately i need to catch up on some new information the higher-ups sent out this week that i haven't looked at yet. you want to do that?"

"nope, i'm good," you tease. "i think i'll read while you do that. is that okay?"

he kisses your cheek before grabbing his computer. "i would love that."

you don't mean to, but the soft jazz that continues to play, mixed with the warmth of the fireplace lulls you into a light sleep. nanami realizes you've fallen asleep when he feels you lean into his side. his heart swells, looking at your beautiful face, peaceful and coated in a golden glow from the fire. he tries to be as quiet as possible while reading through, not wanting to disturb you after the week you've had.

"ken?"

"i'm sorry, love. did i wake you?"

"no," you voice is groggy. nanami finds it adorable. he shuts his laptop and pulls you close, smiling to himself at your sleepy sigh.

"ken?"

"yes?"

"i want something sweet,"

he fully laughs at that, shaking his head. you can't hide the smile playing at your lips either.

"are you really my wife if you don't want something sweet, shortly after eating?"

you sit up and gasp dramatically. "shortly? it's been," you glance at the clock. "two hours after we ate dinner! come on ken, i know you wouldn't say no to cookies."

"you're absolutely right, i wouldn't," he agrees.

"well," you say, standing up with a stretch. "i can make some cookies for us. it's only fair. maybe i'll make some for our neighbor while i'm at it," you slowly shuffle into the kitchen, grabbing ingredients of your own and turning the oven on.

while you work, nanami leans back on the couch and begins to drift into a sleep of his own.

"ken, come here!" he groans in question, and you laugh.

"i need a taste tester, don't i?"

"oh, obviously," he sits up immediately, coming right by your side with a happy grin on his face. you give him a kiss on the cheek before scooping him some dough. he eats it quickly, sighing the second it touches his tastebuds.

"i'm so glad we stayed in. best idea you've ever had," he says, words slurred lightly as he cleans off the spoon you gave him. you look out the window once more, eyes widening at the amount of snow that blankets everything outside. when you turn back and see your husband, sitting on top of the counter just like you were hours earlier, peace melts through your body.

you're glad the two of you decided to stay in, too.

[hyriri0]

Firework

im back againn!! i finally have the motivation to write after like a week of burnout!!!

again im hyrii, im a beginner writer and this is my debut piece. a corazon x F!reader au!! english is not my first language so please excuse any mistakes and typos 💖🤍

i decided to add some changes on here so it looks better somehow :)) (it actually took so long but it was worth it!)

word count: 4.3k / 4,302

donquixote rosinante x F!reader with Child!trafalgar law

short donquixote doflamingo appearance

{part 1}...{part 2}...{next part}

chapter 3/?

you woke up the next day feeling refreshed, you smiled while you recalled the events that happened yesterday. you packed your bags as you were leaving today, you sighed as you put your clothes in your bag "i wont be this stress free anymore and im going back to that shithole of a school." you groaned while thinking of the school but you were kind of excited because this week, the school will participate in the yearly fireworks festival. you squealed in excitement as you can finally attend that festival. you couldn't attend the last festival because you were out of town to accompany your dad for his business meetings, he has the tendency to get lost or buy stuff impulsively so had to go with him every time.

after you packed your bags, you went downstairs to grab a piece of bread. your dad was still sleeping so you took a sticky note and wrote that you were leaving. with a piece of bread in your mouth you put the sticky note on the counter and left. you went to your car and put your things on the back. it was 7 in the morning and by the time you arrive it will be 9 already. you were tired but once you get back to your house you'll get another 3 hours of sleep until you clock in at the restaurant you work at, the all blue, then go to your classes and after that is the festival at 7pm. "dang my schedule is packed for today." you said while sighing. you started driving back to the city while listening to your favorite songs.

after a few hours you finally arrived and did some chores, slept and got ready for work and school.

~{fast forward a few hours later}~

"finally done with my classes, whew that class is hell." you groaned while looking at the ground. you looked up only to see a familiar figure walking just a few steps away from you. "rosinante?" youre confused "why is he here?" you thought. you walked faster trying to squeeze through the surge of students coming out of their classrooms.

you chased the figure walking but since the man is much taller that you are it's natural for him to be faster. when he turned to a corner you lost him. "damn it i lost him." you practically ran around the whole building if not the whole campus itself, you felt like you were going to give up but two girls were talking about something while passing by you "hey what kind of yukata are you going to wear to the festival?" the other girl said while giggling. "thats right the festival!" you looked at your phone to check the time. "5pm!?!?" you almost screamed at the top of your lungs if you didn't cover your mouth on time. it was hard trying to put on the yukata by yourself and it took a minimum of half an hour to fully get it on.

you rushed to your car to go back to your apartment, thank god your complex was nearby. you quickly got on the elevator impatiently waiting for it to got up to your floor. as it arrived you dashed to your apartment. "omg im so pumped. i need to change into my beautiful yukata!" you said while dropping your things onto the couch to go to your room. you went in your room and reached in the closet to grab your yukata.

it was soft pink fabric, adorned with delicate cherry blossom patterns, contrasts beautifully with the rich crimson obi tied in a perfect bow at your back. your hair, adorned with a simple kanzashi that belonged to your late mother, is pulled into a neat bun, you reached for your geta, wooden sandals with a raised base, often worn with yukata. They have a thong (similar to flip-flops) that fits between the big toe and the second toe. with your tabi socks you put your outfit together. by the time you were done it was already 6pm

the festival was being held nearby so you didn't have to use the car. "was that really him? rosinante? why was he at my school? does he go there?" you had so many questions but you decided to set them aside for now.

you really wanted to invite rosinante to this event but you completely forgot to ask him. you arrived at the entrance of the event and saw so many people taking photos, eating and trying the food stands and enjoying the festival but you cant help but feel lonely because you could've enjoyed this event with rosinante but you forgot to mention it to him. at the corner of your eye there was that figure again. you wanted to chase him again but you were out of energy and definitely needed to replenish it by eating and enjoying the festival. the main event hasn't even started yet but you were so giddy just thinking about it, it was your first time seeing fireworks after such a long time.

"oh ojii-san can i have this?" you asked the old man selling the tasty looking dango "oh such a beautiful young woman" the old man said while smiling at you sweetly. you payed and ate the dango while pondering who was that man that looks so similar to rosinante, you weren't even looking when you were walking when you accidentally hit a persons back. you immediately looked up to see who was the person. "omg im sorry i didn't mean to bump into you!" you said while saying sorry profusely.

it was donquixote doflamingo, rosinante's older brother. you still haven't forgotten how menacing his gaze was, it was piercing your soul even with those pinkish red sunglasses of his covering his eyes. "oh uhm hello doflamingo, wheres rosi- i mean corazon?" you said nervously, the man didn't let anyone speak his younger brothers name unless it was him. to be honest you were scared of him but you didn't let that show on your face. "i dont know" he said sarcastically all the while grinning at you coldly. "oh uhm okay thanks then...i'll be on my way." you gave him a quick bow to signal that youre leaving.

that guy really scared the shit out of you, he just has his aura to him that you didn't like but you set that aside and sat on a bench to eat your remaining food. "who was that guy honestly? i dont know a single thing about him." you said while sighing but a sound of someones voice knocked you out of your dazed state, a familiar voice. you quickly turned around just to see no one there. "damn it, i miss him so much to the point im hearing shit thats not there." you sighed. you really needed to clear your mind and this event is what you've been waiting for all year.

the firework show was near but you couldn't stop thinking about him. you whipped out your phone from your tote bag to finally text him but the moment you were about to type your message, a text from him appeared.

~[ hey y/n! do you wanna watch the fireworks with me later? its okay if you don't tho, no worries :) ]~

you blushed and almost fell off the bench when you saw that message. you were so flustered that you cant breath. "am i being dramatic? dang im shaking, but im so happy! i can finally spend this event with him!" you squealed in excitement, that was the only thing keeping you from enjoying the night.

~[ yeah sure! i would love to! btw where are you? ]~

~[ oh im near the entrance! i just got here a while ago. should i go to you? ]~

~[ no its fine! stay there, i'll go there right now! wait for me okay? ]~

~[ okay see you y/n! i'll be waiting here! ]~

you got up and threw the bento box that the dango came with and started to walk to the entrance of the event. you being all smiley while thinking of him in front of the entrance waving to you with his signature smile only to see a small child there all alone, without thinking you asked the little boy about rosinante, not even considering that this kid might not be with him at all and hes just one random kid thats waiting for someone.

"hey little guy, have you seen a tall man here? he has blonde hair? his name is corazon or rosinante! are you with him somehow?" you asked the little kid before you. maybe that was too many questions for the poor kid to answer.

the little kid momentarily showed a flicker of surprise, his eyes widening slightly before he quickly regains his composure. he tensed up, his posture becoming more rigid as he instinctively guards his emotions, hands subtly tightened around his yukata’s obi. "im not sure where he is right now" he said while avoiding his gaze

"law!! im back" you heard a familiar voice followed by a thud, you quickly turned around to see rosinante on the ground. "cora-san!" the kid pushed you aside to aid to rosinante, you followed them. the kid knelt beside rosinante, checking for injuries "are you alright cora-san?" you went to to them to see how rosinante is after that one hell of a fall. "so the kids name is law, huh?" you thought "rosi are you all right?" you helped rosinante up for the 3rd time after you've met.

Rosinante stands tall in a deep burgundy yukata that drapes elegantly over his frame. The lightweight fabric features subtle wave patterns, and the long sleeves hang gracefully at his sides. The yukata falls to his ankles, creating a clean silhouette.

A dark brown obi is tied neatly around his waist, secured with a simple obijime. The matching obiage adds a touch of elegance. Rosinante's calm and composed demeanor, paired with the traditional attire, exudes refined sophistication and gentle strength.

"im fine y/n-chan!" he said while giving you his signature smile and he rubbed the back of his neck. you blushed at the term of endearment he used. it means that he's comfortable and close with you.

the little kid looked at you both, eyebrows raised slightly in surprise, and his eyes narrowed with curiosity. He crossed his arms clearly indicating his interest in the situation and his need for more information. "law, was it? is that your name?" you said while flashing him a gentle smile. his eyes widened as he took a step back, seemingly cautious about how you knew his name, "how do you know my name?" he said still wary of your presence.

"rosinante shouted your name when he was coming back you know. i figured that it was your name! is it not?" "no youre correct.." the little boy said, not looking at you and turning to go to rosinante, hiding behind him. rosinante showed a gentle smile on his face, his eyes showing warmth and understanding. rosinante subtly shifted his stance to provide more cover for the young boy, ensuring that he feels safe. "oh thats right! i haven't introduced you to each other! law this is y/n-chan, y/n-chan this is law as you already know!" he said with a smile.

Rosinante gently placed a hand on Law’s back, giving him a reassuring nudge to step out from behind him. His touch would be soft, designed to make Law feel supported and secure. "It’s okay, Law. Come on out and say hello." he said as law hesitantly peeked out from behind him. he gave law a warm, encouraging smile, ensuring that his gestures are inviting rather than forceful. His demeanor was calm and patient, helping Law feel more at ease.

he had a cautious yet respectful expression, with his eyes focused on you, he offered a small shy smile. "h-hello...im law nice to meet you, y/n" he said as he introduced himself even though you already knew his name, while looking at you then at rosinante. his tone soft and somewhat hesitant, conveying both his shyness and his respect for the introduction. "well hello law! nice to meet you too! hope we can get along!" you said beaming him a smile. law's cheek flushed a light pink thats definitely not from your smile that is. the boy glanced away, he fidgets with his hands a bit, showing his nervousness. you noticed this "c'mon law, dont be so nervous around me! think of me like your big sister if you want!" you said enthusiastically.

law was quite taken aback at your comment, his eyes widened and he looked at you with a mix of confusion and curiosity until a small, shy smile appeared in his face. "r-really? i've never had a big sister before!" his tone soft yet tentative. "she'd be a great big sister law!" rosinante said with a gentle smile and placed his hand on law's shoulder. you felt your phone vibrate in your bag and you grabbed it, it wasn't an important message but when you saw the time you audibly gasped. the two boys looked at you, concerned.

"what is it y/n-san?" law asked you with a concerned voice, worried at what made you suddenly gasp. "the time! look at the time!!" you showed the your phone showing the time, it was already 6:30pm, the firework show is starting at 7. "it's already 6:30! we only have 30 minutes more to go up to that hill and pick a spot to sit and watch the show!" you said furrowing your eyebrows. "well we better get going! lets go!" rosinante said as he grabbed you and law by the wrist in a gentle manner to pull you to start walking up the hill.

while walking up the stairs to the top of the hill, you and rosinante exchanged warm, subtle glances and smiled at each other from time to time. you looked at the hand thats clasped around your wrist, you wanted to swiftly turn your hand to hold his. this was a bold idea but you still proceeded with it. you swiftly turned your hand to meet his and intertwined it together in one single move. he looked at you with wide eyes followed by a gentle gaze and warm smile. he was surprised at the unexpected gesture that you just did. you just gave him a small smile and he gently squeezed your hand to show that he appreciated it.

"if you want to hold hands, you can just say it you know. thats fine with me!" he said softly "rosinante! what about law? hes right there you know!" you whispered to him while he just laughed. this caught the attention of the kid. you looked over to the kid who had a look of mild surprise and confusion mixed together on his face, his brows slightly furrowed as he tried to process the interaction between you and rosinante with a little pout on his face. you looked away while you giggled at law's cuteness.

law shifted his gaze from you to rosinante and vice versa, appearing a little uncertain. law crossed his hands together then fidgeted with his clothing while he contemplated the interaction a bit more. law then decided to speak up, "is everything alright...between you two?" the kid asked while he tilted his head to the side indicating his curiosity. rosinante gave law a gentle, reassuring smile. he appeared slightly amused by Law’s curiosity but he maintained a calm demeanor.

he gave a soft pat on Law’s shoulder, indicating that everything is fine. "yes, law. were just having a great time and were just enjoying each other's company!" rosinante said with a reassuring smile, his tone was warm and friendly, aimed at putting Law at ease and reassuring him that there is nothing to worry about ."we’re just having a good time, Law. You don’t need to worry!" you said while giving law a warm smile. law nodded slowly, still looking a bit puzzled but accepting the explanation.

when you finally found a spot to set up camp to see the fireworks better, you took out your picnic mat as well as some food you bought on the way. law and rosinante helped you in placing the mat and food down. "we only have ten more minutes until the firework show starts i cant wait!! are you excited too law?" you tried your best to get close to law and it was working "yes! im very excited its my first time seeing a firework show!" he said with a shy smile.

you and law bonded together while eating and waiting for the show to start. rosinante had a warm, approving smile, showing that he is pleased to see the interaction between you and Law. he moved away giving you and law room to talk more casually while still being near enough to offer support if needed. as you and law talk casually, he observes you two with a content smile while law is smiling and laughing at a joke you made while you responded and smiled more and more.

"its nice seeing them bonding like that, law is smiling and finally opening up. they're getting along well!" rosinante said to himself while smiling. you noticed that rosinante wasnt with you and law so you looked back to see that he was smoking a little far back. the view was a sight to behold, the dark sky with moonlight shining into rosinante as he smoked, his blonde curls flowing through the air while his clothes swayed with it. the lit up streets and the river that glistened as it was hit by the moon's light, he was beautiful.

you and law were left in awe at rosinante's beauty under the moonlit skies. you both stared at him like kittens waiting for their owner's arrival. rosinante looked over to you and law's direction before throwing his cigarette to a nearby garbage bin. "what are you guys staring at, huh?" he asked while he walked back but being the klutz he is he fell midway when walking back.

you and law both rushed to his aid, "cora-san!" "rosinante!" you and law said two different names for one person and bursted out laughing while you both helped rosinante up. "hey the show is almost starting lets go back!" you said still giggling.

the firework show started, a whistle was heard first then the sky lights up with a kaleidoscope of colors, from vibrant reds and blues to brilliant greens and purples. the fireworks exploded into intricate patterns, including stars, flowers, and cascading trails.

as the second firework lights up the sky, it bursted into a spectacular array of colors—reds, blues, and golds. the fireworks created intricate patterns, such as flowers and starbursts, filling the sky with their brilliant hues. the occasional whistling and popping sounds added to the visual excitement.

the show unfolded in a sequence of bursts, with brief pauses in between. each set of fireworks builded in intensity and complexity, creating a rhythmic and captivating spectacle. some fireworks created a deep, resonant boom that echo through the night sky, adding to the dramatic effect.

rosinante looked up with a smile of pure delight, his eyes reflecting the colorful bursts. He glanced at law and the girl, noticing their reactions and sharing the joy of the moment. law’s initial reaction might be one of quiet fascination. his eyes are wide as he takes in the display, with a rare, appreciative smile playing on his lips. he simply enjoyed the shared experience in silence, feeling a sense of camaraderie and enjoyment with rosinante and you.

youre captivated by the show, your face lit up with excitement and wonder. you looked at rosinante and law with a happy, bright smile, enjoying the shared experience. the mood is joyful and relaxed, with laughter and soft conversation blending with the sounds of the fireworks. The shared enjoyment of the spectacle creates a warm, bonding moment among them.

rosinante's body language is relaxed, and he gently nudged law and you to point out a firework. you and law both looked at him with curiosity, he pointed out a particularly stunning burst of blue and gold fireworks to your north "look at that one!! its incredible!!" he said with the biggest smile. "yeah, it's amazing!" law said, nodding approvingly. "this is so beautiful! im really glad i get to spend this time with you two!" you said lowly but loud enough for the to hear it.

as the final firework fades and the night returns to calm, the three of you begin to pack up and prepare to leave. it was late and youre sure that law is sleepy. you looked at law to see that the kid was almost asleep with his eyes droopy and almost closed. "hey law? its not time to sleep yet" you said in a soft voice while you chuckled. law yawned and you gestured him to sit under the tree near him and rest while you and rosinante pack up the remaining things.

while law was resting, you went to rosinante and hugged him. "thank you for inviting me to watch this show. i was lonely you know." you buried your face into the fabric of his clothes. "anytime y/n-chan, i'll be here when you feel lonely! just give me a call okay?" he looked down at you with a warm smile and hugged you back that gesture still made you blush. "can i kiss you?" you said without hesitation while looking up to him, he blushed a deep red when he heard that. i mean, this isnt the first time you two kissed but it still made him and you feel giddy.

"sure.." he said while he covered his face with his hands to hide his blushing face not knowing his ears are also a shade of deep red. you giggled at this, you tugged at his sleeve to signal him to lean down to your height. he leaned down and you grabbed his face and kissed him under the pale moonlight, his hands on you waist. it was truly a romantic moment "i love you so much. you know that right?" you said while you rested you foreheads together. "yes..i love you too, y/n-chan" the term of endearment never failed to make you blush.

"ugh, get a room, you two." a sarcastic voice came from the direction of the tree that law was resting in, you and rosinante looked over to see law with his arms crossed, his brows furrowed in mock disgust and nose scrunched up. his tone was dry and teasing which made you blush in embarrassment. "i didn't know you woke up, sorry law! how much did you see?" you said while laughing, his face is just so cute to you.

"enough to need an eye wash. Seriously, a little warning next time? Some of us aren’t ready for this level of mushy stuff." he said with a smirk, his arms still crossed "sorry law, we didn't expect you to wake up early." rosinante said, walking over to him while you followed behind him. "a little warning next time? Some of us aren’t ready for this level of romance." law said smiling softly and rolling his eyes. "relax, it’s just a kiss. You’ll understand when you’re older." rosinante said while ruffling the boys hair.

"pfft, spare me the 'when you’re older' talk. I’m plenty mature already. I just have better things to do than watch you two act like characters in a romance novel." law chuckled, swatting rosinante's hand away. "oh, really? And what important things do you have to do, mister mature? plot world domination or just avoid catching cooties?" you and law just laughed out loud while rosinante looked at you both lovingly.

"well its late already, you two should go home. my house is just right around the corner but your house is quite far away from here, right rosinante?" you asked him. "yeah it took about 30 minutes to get here while walking! driving here would take longer." rosinante sighed as you three went back down the hill, seeing the vendors wrapping up their stalls because it's already late. you felt a wet sensation on the top of your head followed by a pour of rain.

"shit! im getting soaked!" you yelped out. rosinante grabed your hand and carried law to a nearby building to shield yourselves from the increasing downpour of the rain. "how are we going to go home now?" law asked while looking quite down. "i have an umbrella! here law, do you want to take it?" law looked quite shocked that you offered your umbrella, he looked at you with wide eyes "no no it okay, you can take it." he turned you down politely "how about you both take it is small but it can fit you both." you and law looked at rosinante, confused. "how about you cora-san?" "yeah what about you?" you and law tilted you heads at the same time.

rosinante almost fell back from the cuteness overload that he got from the both you you, cupping his face with the palm of his hand "im fine i can shield myself with my hands!" he said. "oh here you can shield yourself with this!" you said while you pulled out the portable picnic blanket and gave it to him. "my house is near here so if we run, we can get there!" you said beaming rosinante a smile, while you held hands. you and law shared the umbrella as you ran with rosinante towards the apartment where you live.

WOAH IM FINALLY DONE W CHAP 3!!! anyway my hiatus is done and i will be actually starting chapter 4 the moment this posts!

thank you for reading this! im very happy to actually post an au even if i have no readers (i do this for myself 😚) and since is almost starting i think i will post shorter chapters 😓