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onlyfreds · 4 years ago

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Second Star to the Right | F.W.

Title: Second Star to the Right

Requested: Yes/No

Summary: On a certain night when Y/N can’t sleep. “Peter Pan” immediately comes to her rescue.

“Can’t sleep either?” A familiar voice asked as I looked up, going down the last step of the stair, my heart beating faster as I saw Fred.

I smiled as I sat down next to him on the couch, enjoying the heat of the common room fire. “Yeah. And it’s pretty obvious that you have the same problem.”

He nodded, “Yeah, I was just thinking about someone.”

“Who?”

“That’s for me to know and you to find out.” Fred said, causing me to pout.

He smiled as he looked towards the window, “Wanna go stargazing?”

I glanced over at the window, “Sure. Why not?”

A sparkle suddenly appeared in his eyes, a telltale sign that he had an idea.

“Wait here.” He said as he took off up to his dorm room.

My mind wandered to what his idea was, probably a last-minute prank. I have been in love with the redheaded twin for as long as I can remember. I know, it was just like any other story, falling in love with your best friend.

“You ready to go?” He asked, interrupting my thoughts, causing me to look up at him, my jaw dropping.

He was wearing a green shirt and pants of the same color, similar to the style of Peter Pan.

A thin band was around his head and a small green hat was on his ginger hair. He looked at me, a huge grin on his face, waiting for my reaction.

He was dressed as Peter Pan.

“I think it’s a bit too early for Halloween.” I joked.

He laughed, “It’s not actually for Halloween. It’s for you.” He said.

I was taken aback, “Me?”

A sheepish grin grew on his lips, “Yeah.” He rubbed the back of his neck, “I just remember about the muggle fairytale you told me. The one about Peter Pan and Neverland.”

He glanced towards the window, “And to go to Neverland, you have to go to the second star to the right and straight on till morning.”

I looked at the sky, sure enough there was the second star to right, shining brightly in the night.

Fred held out his hand, “So, wanna go to Neverland?”

I smiled, taking it, “Take me away then, Freddie. Or should I say, Peter Pan?”

We ran through the corridors, our laughter echoing off the walls, hiding to avoid the teachers every now and then.

We arrived at the Black Lake still laughing like crazy, the wind blowing through our hair. We sat down on the grass, taking a quick break.

“So,” I said, leaning on my elbows, “how did you manage to acquire that costume?” I asked.

He blushed as he rubbed the back of his neck, “I’ve had help from Harry and Hermione.”

I smiled, looking up at the night sky, “But why, Peter Pan?”

Fred grinned, “I think that I kind of liked the idea of going to a place where no one would care how childish you act. The idea of having comfort in showing that no matter how old you are, you could still be a child at heart.” He turned to me, “Besides you were the one who told me that story.”

I laughed, “So, let’s say Hermione told you that story.”

He chuckled, “I would definitely forget about it within 2 seconds.”

Fred stood up, running a hand through his windswept hair, “Want a better view of the stars?”

I stood up, “Where? The astronomy tower?”

A smile lit up his handsome features as he shook his head, “There’s someplace with a much better view.”

I cocked my head to the side, “And where is that?”

He took my hand and pulled me further through the castle, “You’ll see.”

We arrived at the Quidditch pitch as Fred took out his broom from the shed.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

Fred looked at me, allowing me to spot the sparkle in his eyes that was present earlier.

“Giving you a better view of the stars.”

My eyes widened as I realized what he meant, “Are you mad?” I said.

He climbed onto the broom, holding out his hand to me, “Do you trust me?”

I raised an eyebrow at him while crossing my arms over my chest, “With my life? Yes. But, riding on your broom just to have a better view of the stars? Maybe not.”

He chuckled as I smiled, “But, I think I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt anyway.” I said as I took his hand and climbed on.

Without a warning, he then took off.

“Woah!” I yelped as I wrapped my arms around his torso to keep myself from falling off.

“Hold on, darling!” Fred said as he went higher.

“I don’t plan on letting go anyway.” I said as the wind blew through my hair.

A few minutes later, we came to a stop. And Fred was right, the view was much better here.

“It is better.” I said in awe.

“Stars are beautiful, but they may not take part in anything, they must just look on forever.” Fred suddenly said.

I looked at him in disbelief, blushing slightly as I realized that he was staring at me, “You remembered.” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

He smiled, tucking a stray piece of hair behind my ear, “Of course. I told you I remember everything you tell me.”

When the sun started to come up, we flew back down to the ground. Fred returned the broom to the shed.

“I think that they’re still one more thing we need to do while we’re still in Neverland.” He said with a sweet smile that made the butterflies in my stomach come alive.

“And what is that?” I asked.

He bowed down as he took my hand and kissed the back of it, “May I have this dance?”

I giggled then gave a little curtsy as I said, “It would be my pleasure.”

There was no music, but Fred spun me around in his arms as if there was music playing.

(Author’s POV)

To others, especially to the ones that don’t know the two of them that well, it would have been a weird sight. The two of them were dancing on the grass with no music. The ginger was wearing a green costume. The both of them laughing, making it obvious that they were having the time of their lives.

But to their close friends, who have watched them pining at each other for the past year, the friends who have watched them be oblivious to the obvious fact that they are in love with each other. It would have been a sight for sore eyes for their friends. Nobody can deny the fact that they were hopelessly in love.

To Fred, it would have been one of the happiest days of his life. The girl that he loved dearly was dancing in his arms. The girl that he loved was happy with the adventure that they just had. He was ecstatic because he could see the smile on Y/N’s face. She was the girl who owned his heart, he couldn’t deny that she had him wrapped around her finger, but he wouldn’t have it any other way.

To Y/N, the night that she had with Fred felt like a dream. It was a dream that she never wanted to wake up from. It was a dream that she wanted to live in forever. She was at her happiest when she was with him. She never needed to pretend that she was someone else whenever she was with Fred. If there was one person in the world she can’t live without, it was Fred.

Ask anyone in Hogwarts, even the Professors, no one will deny that Fred Weasley and Y/N L/N were in love with each other,

(Reader’s POV)

Fred spun me around one last time, before we sat down on the grass.

“What are you thinking about?” I asked, seeing the look on his face.

He looked at me, coming out of his trance, “Do you remember when I told you that the reason I couldn’t sleep was because I was thinking about someone?”

I nodded, “Yeah, why?”

“Because that someone is you.” He said, leaning back on his elbows.

I followed suit, matching his position, “Me?”

He looked down, the smile evident on his face, “Yeah, I think about you all the time. You’re so gorgeous, you’re so smart, amazing, brilliant, kind, sweet, caring, loving. You laugh at my puns and my stupid jokes. You’re always there when I need a shoulder to cry on. You know and understand the real me. It’s like you’re my Neverland, you’re my Peter Pan. You don’t care how childish I act. And I find refuge in you.” He looked up, his chocolate brown eyes meeting mine, “I don’t think I can keep it a secret anymore. But I love you Y/N. More as a friend, I love you.”

I was speechless, I couldn’t believe what I heard, Fred Weasley, my best friend, the boy I had been head over heels in love with ever since I could remember shares the same feelings as me.

“Look,” He said, “I understand if you don’t-“

I leaned forward and crashed my lips with his, interrupting whatever he was going to say. He placed one hand on my cheek as the other went promptly to my waist. He started kissing me as if I was oxygen, as if his life depended on it. Our lips moved together, finally having the moment we always longed for.

We pulled away minutes later, lungs demanding oxygen.

“I love you too Freddie.” I said looking up at him, a pinkish tint painting his cheeks, “I always have.”

A few minutes of staying in comfortable silence being cuddled up by Fred’s side, resting my head on his chest.

“Peter Pan was right.” I suddenly said.

Fred raised an eyebrow, “About what?”

“Dreams do come true, if only we wish hard enough.”

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undercover-trio · 4 years ago

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Cinder and Emerald(separate) x Gender Neutral Reader

De request

omg hi. I need hcs for Cinder and Emerald (seperate) getting jealous becuz their dear s/o is getting hit on

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I gotchu covered

-Mod Pengie

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Cinder

You’d most likely be hit on by someone in Junior’s, given that it’s a place where all the criminals hang out.

You and Cinder got out of her car, ahead of you two was a club. Cinder being her walked with you close to her, soon you two headed inside and could hear the sheer volume of the music.

You liked it.

Cinder would leave you alone for a bit at the bar while she was in the back to discuss business

Your lover walked you to the monochromatic bar, there of course being the addition of red here and there. You got comfy in your seat knowing that you’d be here for a little while. Finally you turned to Cinder.

“I’ll be right back after this meeting.” She told you as she placed a kiss on your forehead. You merely smiled and wished her good luck, as she left you asked the bartender for a strawberry sunrise.

Of course someone couldn’t help but notice your charming looks

Some people were looking at you from the dance floor, you didn’t notice at first given that you were enjoying your drink. As you finished it you slightly pouted before getting ready to buy another one. Surprisingly the bartender already handed you one.

“It’s on the house for someone so charming.” She flirted smoothly, you merely hummed.

“Thank you..” You didn’t know her name which caused you to be a bit vague. She picked this up and smiled.

“Malachite, Melanie Malachite.”

“L/N, Y/N L/N.”

You guys would talk a bit though you wouldn’t flirt back, and made sure to remind her of the fact you had a girlfriend

You were sipping on the Strawberry Sunrise as you waited for Cinder’s meeting to finish. Then you glanced back at the bartender in front of you.

“So what’s someone as exquisite as you doing here in a club alone.” She asked with a slight smirk, you took this as a chance to make things clear to her.

“Waiting for my girlfriend to be done with her meeting.” You answered with a slight pout, you were craving Cinder’s attention.

Melanie frowned at your answer before quickly shaking it off, you noticed her getting slightly worked up so you provided an ice breaker.

“So, you seem to be on a higher level than these grunts.” You gestured to all the men who looked the exact same, it was kinda freaky. “Why are you the bartender.” You finished leaning forward to show some intrigue.

This made Melanie smile before she went back to her smug self.

“You see, our usual bartender couldn’t make it today so I had to replace him for today, usually I’m a guard.”

And with that you two delve into conversation.

Just as you were starting to get uncomfortable Cinder would come and save you

“I see, also could you tell me why half the people in this club look the same, it’s freaking me out.” You asked, noticeably more friendly than when you stated the conversation. Melanie was preparing your third strawberry sunrise.

“Honestly I don’t understand either, I just got used to-“ Melanie was interrupted by a commotion on the dance floor. A girl who looked just like her with short hair was the reason, a man was under the girl’s heel.

You turned to look but could hear the sound of quick fizzing behind you, as you turned back to Melanie she just shrugged. You subtly eyed the drink, noticing the fizz bubbles before she handed it to you.

You weren’t dumb by any means, you knew she put a drug in the drink and you sure as heck weren’t going to drink it. As you grabbed it your suspicions were confirmed given how Melanie looked slightly nervous. With a sigh you turn to her.

“I think I’m done with the drinks now, my girlfriend should be here any second.” You explained as you pushed it towards her. Her eyes turned slightly cold.

“Aww~ won’t you have at least a sip, after all I went through the effort of making it for you.” Her tone seemed playful but you could tell she was secretly angered, then she pushed the drink to you.

Just as you were about to refuse again you heard a cracking sound. The cup exploded in Cinder’s hand as she leaned over your shoulder.

Her gaze spoke everything she needed to say, Melanie merely froze in fear. She quickly grabbed your hand and led you out before finally turning and superheating all the glass in the club. Which all exploded.

Then you’d proceed to have to shower her in affection on the way and at home

You could feel Cinder’s foul mood from your seat, you slightly smiled over how childish she could be sometimes. You leaned your head on her shoulder as she drove.

“Cinder~.” You called for her, she merely glanced down at you with a raised brow. Yep, she was jealous.

“Thank you for the help, I love you.” She turned away from you as you said that, now you could feel the happiness coming off of her.

You had one jealous girlfriend.

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Emerald

You’d be hit on during the Vytal festival, most likely while you’re searching for Emerald

You scanned the area with a smile, today was the day you’d finally be able to see Emerald! It’s been a while and messages can only keep you happy for so long.

You were happy that her team would finally get some time to shine and represent Haven!

And with that you started walking amongst the hunters/huntresses in training, looking for your girlfriend in the festival.

Contrary to Emerald, you’re a sociable ball of sunshine, so it was rather easy to find someone to help you find Emerald

You bumped into this rather tall blond girl, you fell back but she helped you off the ground.

“Sorry bout that.” She chuckled as you dusted yourself off. You merely smiled at her.

“It’s fine! I was just in a rush is all!” You admitted slightly bashfully.

“What for?” She asked casually. “Maybe I can help.”

And with that you made a companion for your quest.

Along the way you two were making jokes, you were getting hit on a little bit but told her you had a girlfriend.

To keep things from getting awkward Yang started talking about her initiation with you, not to mention you were pretty easy to talk to.

“Then my sister came and cut the Nevermore’s head off with her scythe.” She finished, her pride in her sister obviously showing. Meanwhile you looked amazed.

“Woah that’s so cool!!”

She merely smiled at your cute reaction.

“For an opponent you’re pretty cute.” She beamed, you realized the misunderstanding.

“Oh no, I’m not an opponent, I’m just here to support my girlfriend!” You stammered, waving your hands in front of you.

Luckily she was pretty chill about it and made one last flirty joke before stopping, unfortunately a certain someone heard it

“Oh that’s cool, I’m guessing it’s a surprise?” She now figured out the situation, you nodded excitedly.

“I’ve been rejectedddd, of course a cutie like you would already be taken.” She jokingly complained and flirted, you merely laughed at this, glad she was being so relaxed about it.

In the distance behind you a girl with green hair clenched her fist.

After stopping an argument from happening, you bid your helper a goodbye and comforted the jealous Emerald. By stopping at a boba shop.

It all happened so fast, Emerald came in and things escalated. Yang’s eyes were now red like Emerald’s, you quickly got in between the two before they could fight.

“Girls calm down!!” You started, making them freeze, you quickly walked up to Emerald and held her hand as you looked at Yang.

“Yang was merely helping me find you, she just joked and already knows I’m with you.” You explained to Emerald, she started walking away while holding your hand. Quickly you turned around and thanked Yang as she waved bye to you, still glaring at your girlfriend.

You guided Emerald to a nearby boba shop as you two spoke.

“Sorry Emmy, I just really wanted to see you.” You murmured, slightly sad. She noticed this and huffed before bringing you into a hug.

“No.. it’s my fault, I was just…”

“Jealous?” You finished cheekily. She faked being annoyed at first then kissed your forehead.

“Yeah, I was jealous.

Then you both proceeded to enjoy your boba drinks and spend time together.

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And there, the request has been done, oof I be tired.

Anyways hope all you people are having a good day and enjoyed these HCs.

(´∀`)

Also ya if you got the feeling, I made the Emerald’s love not really know about her actual profession. Cinder’s lover knows what they’re getting into.

I have more work to do so unfortunately my commentary for this one will be short, bye simps!!

-Mod Pengie

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wannabe-fic-writer · 4 years ago

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Natasha Romanoff x Reader : Her Other Family

As requested by @slvt-4-bees Hope this meets your expectations and thanks so much for the request!

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,826

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The anxiety that’s coursing through you right now would worry even the most oblivious of people.

You wring your fingers together as you pace the floor of your bedroom, thoughts running a mile a minute.

“I’m almost positive the neighbors are gonna make a complaint soon if you don’t stop.” Your girlfriend speaks, eyes watching your form.

Bringing your hand up to your face, you continue the unhealthy habit of biting your fingernail(yes just the one, on your thumb).

“Look I didn’t think it’d stress you out. You don’t have to come if you don’t wa-“

“I want to!” You cut her off,“ I just- they’re the Avengers.”

Natasha lets out a small laugh,“ I’m an Avenger.” She reasons.

“That’s different.” You wave her off.

Jokingly offended, she asks,“ how!?”

“Tasha you walk around here in light pink fuzzy socks and pout when I don’t bake you cookies.”

Admittedly, yes, Natasha is very soft for you. But having not met her other family you aren’t aware of how soft they actually are.

That is to change though, tonight at Tony’s costume party. With the man having plans with his daughter on Halloween, he planned this party so he could celebrate with his team(and it’s Tony of course he wouldn’t pass up a chance to have a party).

Standing up, Natasha steps in front of you, her hands gripping your shoulders,“ Y/N, love, it’s just a party and they are normal people.”

When you look into her forest eyes you can’t help but take in her assuring words. After a deep breath, you nod, and mentally agree to calm down and let things happen.

For the couple hours you have before the party you hang out with Natasha: helping dye each other’s hair for your costumes and then cuddling on the couch and talking about her team(you didn’t want to go in with only the knowledge you got from the media).

Soon enough the two of you are getting dressed.

You stand in front of the mirror, wiggling your hips as you pull the small red and black shorts up your legs, then tugging on the matching corset. As you’re fixing your hair Natasha walks out of the bathroom.

E/C eyes trail up the expanse of her body, over the green knee high boots, nude colored stockings, and green one piece. The plastic leafy material covers all the important parts of her body but leaves her legs, cleavage, and arms exposed.

Looking at her now, a big part of you wants to negate the whole party plan just to stay here and ravage her.

Natasha shares the same adage, biting her lip as she takes in your costume clad body. With a smile, she stands behind you, admiring how good you two look together in your costumes.

“If this party weren’t so important to the team I’d tie you to the bed right now.” She whispers against the shell of your ear.

A tingle travels through your body at her words and it takes everything in you to push away from her. It takes even greater strength to actually get out of your apartment with Natasha constantly putting her hands on your body. Even on the ride over her hand remains on your thigh.

You’d heard about Tony Starks legendary parties, you’d even treated a couple patients with broken bones who came from said parties to the urgent care clinic you work at. And all those stories are completely true.

The party is in full swing when you and Natasha arrive. People move about the large space dressed in a variety of costumes, drinks flow freely from the bar and the DJ in the far corner fills the room with music as orange lights strobe. If you didn’t know any better you’d think a teenager planned this.

At your moment of entry, you’re greeted by the first two members of her team. Clint, her best friend/brother who you’d met before, approaches in a leather Green Arrow costume accompanied by a pretty brunette in a Wonder Woman outfit.

“Nat, Y/N, you made it.” Clint wastes no time pulling you both into a hug.

You chuckle and return it,“ it’s good to see you too Clint.”

The brunette looks on curiously, urging you to nudge Natasha a little to introduce you.

“Right, Y/N this is my friend and teammate Wanda. Wanda this is Y/N, my girlfriend.”

Wanda didn’t need more explanation than that. She’d seen the illuminating grin on Natasha’s face when she’d get texts from you or the same grin that appeared when she left the compound every night. Wanda now knows the source of Natasha’s happiness.

She immediately pulls you into a hug, gushing about how good it is to meet you and how much she loves your costume.

“Thank you so much. I love yours too. Wonder Woman is a brilliant choice.”

A thankful smile plays on her face,“ oh thanks. It was suggested by Clint’s daughter. If not for her I’d be in my mission gear.”

You laugh at that, the four of you heading deeper into the party.“ Like Iron Man over there.” Natasha laughs as well.

Tony is indeed in his Iron Man suit, arm wrapped around Rhodey(who’s dressed in a black suit with black glasses) in front of the DJ’s set up.

“Did he paint his suit orange and black?” You squint trying to see clearly through the lights.

“Yes, yes he did.” Wanda nods.

An unfamiliarly smooth voice joins the conversation,“ cause he’s dramatic as hell.”

All your gazes turn to the source. A dark skinned man dressed in silk boxing shorts and a matching robe stands at the bar.

“I think he has a reason to be. Or at least the goods to back it up.” You retort.

Tony’s a billionaire and a genius. Alongside being among the heroes who saved the universe, he’s lead groups and contributed to organizations that better the world. He(if anyone) deserves to relish in the spotlight.

The “boxer’ scoffs,“ if you wanna talk about the goods to back it up why d-”

Before he can even finish, an arm circles around your waist. The familiar woodsy and cinnamon scent relaxes you,“ Wilson, always looking for an excuse to have your shirt off.”

It’s not lost on you that this is a possessive move. Wilson was clearly about to pull some corny ass line but Natasha was not about to have it. Your her girl.

“Don’t act like you aren’t impressed Romanoff.” He smirks back.

You raise an eyebrow at her, only playing,“ are you impressed Romanoff?”

Suppressing a laugh, Natasha shakes her head,“ not at all. But I’m sure you know exactly how to impress me.” Her voice drops seductively as well as her hand on your waist.

“Woah woah. Is this- is this a thing?” Wilson points between you and Natasha.

“Sam, this is my girlfriend, Y/N.” Natasha introduces you,“ Y/N this is Falcon, aka bird boy, aka Sam.”

You extend a hand to him,“ nice to meet you Bird Boy.”

Addressing him as that made Wanda, Clint, and Natasha laugh.

Luckily the laughter continued through the night. The four of you stuck close through the party, drinking(all of you except Natasha who’s driving you two home later), and talking. Sam popped up every so often to join conversations.

It wasn’t until the party started to end that you met the rest of the Avengers.

In a way that seems completely routine, the team grabs drinks, and heads to a seating area. Natasha fixes you a f/d and tugs your hand.

Tony, who’s now removed the Iron Man suit, frowns at you, that frown directing to your hand linked with Natasha’s.

“Am I missing something here?” He asks.

“Just an introduction.” Your girlfriend teases, pulling you on to the couch between her and Wanda, who you admittedly hit it off with.

Not that you were ranking Natasha’s teammates but you like Wanda the most. She’s a very genuine person, giving off a warm and welcoming vibe.

Everyone waits for Natasha to introduce you, eyes widening and eyebrows raising when she says you her girlfriend.

“Y/N that is Steve and Bucky,” she points to the blonde and brunette men in Dodgers uniforms,“ that’s Thor,” another blonde man but he’s dressed as Superman,“ and obviously that’s Tony and Bruce.”

Thor very loudly and boisterously speaks of how nice it is to meet you. Bucky and Steve make mention of how they’re glad you make Natasha happy. Bruce’s reaction is hard to put a single emotion on, but he seems okay with your presence. And Tony, surprisingly, is pretty excited to get to know you.

Over the next couple of hours you see how chaotic the seemingly put together group of heroes actually is. As drinks flow further they fall into teasing but playful banter and they include you in it as if they’d known you for years. Until it shifts to childish games, mainly being that of lifting the hammer.

Natasha whispers in your ear that it’s basically a party tradition to do so. They reason that one of them could very easily have become worthy over the time that’s passed between parties.

“Y/N, you’re up.” All eyes fall to you as Tony calls you out.

Eyes wide, you look around at them,“ what about Natasha?” You point out.

They all laugh at that, saying how Natasha doesn’t participate in this.

“Why not?”

Natasha chuckles,“ cause love, I can’t lift it.”

“Like hell! You wouldn’t know, apparently you haven’t tried.”

The team instigates it, ‘ooo’s ringing out.

Letting out a sigh, Natasha rolls her eyes, and stands. Everyone’s eyes widened to the size of saucers.

Her slender fingers wrap around the handle of the hammer, she sends an uncertain look receiving a challenging eyebrow from you, before she pulls.

When nothing happens, Tony is quick to mention that it’s rigged. For the hell of it you go over and attempt to but it doesn’t move.

Faking upset, you fall on to the couch beside Natasha,“ I thought I was worthy.” You pout.

The team watches in slight awe at how soft Natasha responds to you.

“Awe, lyubov moya, you are worthy of all the stars. That hammer obviously uses fingerprint recognition.” She presses a kiss to you temple making you smile.

“Isn’t that sweet.” Tony mocks.

Sam rolls his eyes,“ so Romanoff is soft, huh?”

The Black Widow mask slips on instantly as she levels Sam with a glare,“ I won’t hesitate to kick your ass.”

He makes his next statement as he runs away and your girlfriend chases after.

With everyone laughing at the two around you, you can’t even remember why you had been so anxious in the first place. More than anything you find yourself looking forward toy getting to know Natasha’s other family better.

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mashiraostail · 4 years ago

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Hi can I please get Aizawa, Hizashi, Gang Orca and Vlad King when their poor civilian s/o gets injured in a villain attack? Like not super serious but definitely to the point they're in a lot of pain

yeesss! under the cut enjoy ! >:3 i just picked random jobs to give the reader where it fit btw

Shouta Aizawa: “I swear to god you just attract trouble.” Aizawa drops you unceremoniously onto the couch, “don’t you?” “Clearly, I found you didn't I?” You look up at him and he huffs. “You need ice.” He stuffs a few pillows under your incredibly swollen and bruised ankle, “what the hell were you doing around here anyway, I thought you were supposed to be at work?” “I got off early, I was gonna break into your place and surprise you.” “You can’t break in someplace you have a key for.” He crosses his arms, “well, either way, you’re lucky I was around. If you’d hung out there too much longer who knows what else would have fallen on you, or worse. You need to be more careful.” “You need to be more careful.” You mimic him in a childish tone and he scoffs. “I may have saved your life and this is how you repay me? What would you have done if I didn’t show up? Make a home in that subway station with your leg stuck under a pile of rocks and a trashed phone? If that villain didn’t get to you the boredom would have.” “I had it handled, thank you.” You gasp, offended. “What were you gonna do, finance the villain’s car?” He starts to laugh. “I would have figured it out!” You insist. “You’re an accountant.” He snorts and you frown. “I’m-” You snap your mouth shut and scowl at him, he laughs some more. “Is that you trying to look angry with me? Gee, I’m petrified.” He wraps up a bag of ice cubes with a thin cloth and rests in on your ankle. You reach forward to hit him and he jumps back, “Woah, woah, hey, hey no.” He catches your hand, “you know you’re lucky you have me-okay hey-” Your leering forward with your other hand but he catches that too, “you’re just going to hurt yourself, not me so no hitting- hey! I said no hitting. I’ll stop, alright?” He kisses your knuckles and then sets your hands in your lap, “but you need to rest, it’s only a few bumps and bruises plus a bum ankle but I’m sure you’re exhausted and in pain.” You sink into the cushions of his couch, “stop being mean to me, this is kind of your fault you know?” “Being mean to you? I saved you!” He sighs, “Look. I’m sorry I laughed at you. You’re a very good accountant, I love you and I love that you’re an accountant. I’m sure you would have found your way back here somehow. I shouldn’t underestimate you.” He kisses between your furrowed brows, “so stop looking at me like that and tell me what hurts so I can help.” “Just my legs.” You promise, “I hit my head but it wasn’t so bad, I don’t think it’s serious.” You reach out for his hands and he lets you take them. “You’re all scraped up.” He sighs, “do you have any idea how worried I was when I saw you stuck in there? It’s like I got tunnel vision.” “I’m sorry.” You murmur playing with his fingers, running the pad of your thumb over his calloused palm, “if it’s any consolation that’s how I feel about you all the time..” He snaps his mouth shut. Well, he’d never considered it like that. “I know..” He sighs and closes his eyes, “and I love you..so...don’t be sorry, just...try not to let it happen again? For my sake and yours. It’s my job to get into trouble so just leave it to the professionals?” You nod at that and drop your head forward onto his shoulder. “Okay good. Now let’s get you cleaned up. Come on, you can barely keep your eyes open, go to sleep if you can, I’ll stay here with you while you do.”

Hizashi Yamada: “I told you Zash, it’s really all right.” You let him open the door for you anyway, “the doctors just wanted to be sure I didn’t have any broken bones or anything like that.” “I should have at least been able to come to get you at the hospital!” He warbles and you smile a little at him. “You were just doing your job. I understand. Like I said before it wasn’t serious at all, I just dislocated my shoulder, and I’ve got a minor concussion.” You press your fingers to his lips, “so let’s keep it down okay?” He nods at you, looking just a little awestruck. you smile at him a little wider and take his face in your hand, “you’re sweet, Zashi, thank you for being worried about me.” “Of course I’m worried.” He shakes his head, “I’m sorry you got hurt in the first place...I can get you some ice for your shoulder and some pain meds, you should try to rest as much as you can.” He holds your waist, “want me to carry you?” You snort out a laugh at that, “no I think I can manage it babe.” “Maybe I should come to help you change shirts, they may have reset your shoulder at the hospital but you should still be careful.” You’re going to say no, that you can handle that too, but he just looks so worried. “Yeah..I’d really appreciate that Zash. Do you mind?” He’s about to yell, you can see it in his face, the way he opens his mouth, but it locks shut and he starts shaking his head vigorously instead. “Let me get an icepack and some painkillers and I’ll meet you in there?” You’re pretty proud of his self-restraint. He follows close behind you into your bedroom and starts helping you change into a big, old tee shirt of his, per your request. “You know..” He starts after pulling the tee-shirt over your head, “what were you doing all the way over here anyway, isn’t your office 3 stops away from here?” “Hm?” You look up at him and ponder for a moment before remembering, “oh, I was going to meet an old coworker from my last gig for lunch, looks like we both got a little wrapped up.” You laugh a little, “he should be alright too. He called me while I was at the hospital, looks like he made it out with just a few scrapes.” “Wish you were that lucky..” He murmurs smoothing his palm over your head. “Honestly I needed an excuse to ask for a few days off anyhow.” You sit on the edge of your bed and he hums as you continue, “but now that I think about it maybe this is a sign I should just hang out where I am a little longer.” You wave with a laugh. “Were you meeting about a new job?” He perks up at the new bit of information and you shrug. “They have an opening, a charge nurse. He was gonna show me around the floor today after lunch.” You murmur noncomittally, “though now it seems a bit cursed doesn’t it?” You watch him unmake your bed, fluffing up various pillows and pulling the sheets back. “No way babe, you deserve a better job if you want one. I always say how I think you should be in charge anyhow.” He pats the open space and you laugh but shuffle over to him. “Yeah..and plus I’d be closer to you.” You look up at him for a reaction as he starts to wrap up the icepack in a cloth. He sputters. “Well..that’d be nice.” “Though if you ever get bored of being a hero, you’ve got the makings of a pretty good nurse, then we’d be plenty close, wouldn’t we?”

Gang Orca/Kugo Sakamata: “Are you mad at me?” You ask, partially slung over the taller man’s shoulder. “I am not mad at you.” He responds flatly. “You sound a little mad at me.” You murmur, drumming your fingers on the back of his neck, “Come on Kugo, don’t be mad at me.” “I said I’m not.” He reaches into his pocket for his keys. “Then stop acting mad at me.” You retort as he unlocks his front door. “I’m sorry.” Is all he offers to that. You can’t help but grin a little. “My ribs hurt-” You whine and he sighs. “Yes, well mine would hurt too, if some hopped up villain body-slammed me into a bus. Maybe you should have considered that before jumping in front of a dog-” “Well, what was I meant to do?!” You warble, knocking your fists off his back, “don’t be such a brute Kugo.” “I’m not being a brute.” He sits you down on his sort of comically large couch, “I just wish you would have a little more self-preservation.” He kneels in front of you, “is that unfair of me?” “...no..” You shake your head compliantly. “Well then there.” He places his hands high up on your thighs, “I can’t help being worried about you when you get hurt, you’re not meant to. I know you like to think you aren’t, but you are just a civilian. And yes, maybe you’re my civilian, but you’re still a civilian. It’s my job to protect you.” He sighs as you take his hands, he continues, “I was cold, I’m sorry.” He apologizes, “you’re right. I shouldn’t have acted upset with you. I was just so worried about you. Do you have any idea how much worse that could have gone? What would have happened if I, or at the very least someone else, wasn’t there to help you?” “Well I..” You don’t know exactly what to say, “I just..moved without thinking. I don’t know..” “You need to think. For my sake at least.” He takes your face in his hands, “it makes me happy that you wanted to do the right thing, I just wish you’d be less self-destructive when you did it.” He stands up, “let me get you some medicine, you’re probably in a lot of pain. Maybe a warm bath would help the tenderness.” He keeps your face in his hands, pulling you up a bit by your jaw, “does that sound alright my love?” That makes your stomach flutter, a pleasant bubbling floats up into your albeit bruised ribcage as you nod dumbly at your boyfriend. “I thought it would.” He huffs out a quiet laugh, “how badly does it hurt? You’re lucky you didn’t break anything. If that villain had been any larger I’m sure she would have crushed you.” You hold onto his forearms, “I’m a pretty lucky person..” He hums affectionately. “Yeah it, sure looks like you are. I’ll start a bath for you okay? Wait here, try to get comfortable.” You have mixed results, but he’s back soon enough, helping you up. Once you make it to his bathroom he’s helping you out of your clothes, careful not to let you move or contort too much. “Kugo?” You ask quietly as you sink down in the bathwater. “Mhm?” He’s already wetting your hair with the warm water, slicking it back with large, soft palms. “You don’t think I’m weak, do you? Wouldn’t you rather date a hero or something? Someone who can hold their own? That you don’t have to worry about so much?” His hand pulls away a bit, he seems surprised. “Of course I don’t. Being a hero is my job, I don’t think lowly of people who need my help because I’ll need their help one day too. Do you have a poor opinion of everyone who comes to you and needs help fixing the awful haircut they gave themself?” He drags a soapy hand over your shoulder and you shake your head at that, “no, I guess I never saw it that way..” “I worry about you because I love you, not because I think you’re weak. I’d worry about you if you were the no. 1 hero just as much as I worry now. Don’t put thoughts like that in your head they’re not worth the space they take up. Let’s get you cleaned up and a little more comfortable, okay?”

Vald King/ Sekijiro Kan: “Oh? Hey! Look who’s awake.” Sekijiro is sitting beside your bed when you open your eyes. Well you think it’s your bed. “Where....am I?” You turn to look at him and he sits up a little, “you’re at my place.” So his bed. Same difference. “What..what happened?” You rub your head, or you try to but picking your arm up makes you hiss. “You don’t remember?” He leans toward you, worry etched into his face, “then maybe I should take you back to the hospital-” It started to come back to you at that, You were on a bus, some sort of villain attacked, there was a pretty big car accident from what you remembered he was trying to drive the bus off a bridge into a free way below, you’d tried negotiating with the guy but he just gave you an uppercut. Though in the time you wasted pestering him he’d lost his window of opportunity, instead he just crashed into a wall. You must have gotten to a hospital somehow...But how’d you get back here? “Oh..the attack..” You wrestle yourself up and he flails up to stop you, “hey maybe not right this second! The doctors say you hit your head pretty hard, and you broke your collarbone.” He presses you back down into bed, “plus a whole bunch of other bumps and bruises. If I didn’t know any better I’d say you’re cursed or something. But when you woke up in the hospital they said I could bring you back here as long as I kept an eye on you.” He pats your thigh under the blanket. “my head hurts..” You groan and he hums sympathetically, “yeah I figured you’d say that. Here.” He holds up a bottle of pain meds, “you want 2 or 3?” “5.” “I’m not a doctor but I think that’s too many.” He hands you three and a glass of water, “need help?” You shake your head and he nods, sitting back in his chair. “You could have sat in here with me.” You say after downing the pills. “I didn’t wanna spook you when you woke up.” He shrugs, “let me get you some ice. It’ll help with the swelling, I’ll be right back.” True to his word he only takes a few minutes before he’s back at your side, “you want me to get in bed with you?” He laughs at the way you’d pulled the duvet back, clearly making a spot for him. “I guess I owe you that much.” He climbs into bed with you and holds the icepack to your shoulder. “We talked with some of the witnesses from the bus jacking, the ones who made it out with just a few scrapes...we owe you big time.” His other hand rubs your thigh, “if you hadn’t started talking to that guy he would have driven that bus clean into the freeway, you saved a lot of people by being your usual thoughtless self.” “Well he did punch me in the face.” You murmur, free hand rubbing your jaw and the bruise that blossomed under your palm, “I think you’re rubbing off on me Seki..” He laughs a little and wraps an arm around you, pulling you into his side, “I don’t know how happy I am about that yet. But I owe you a huge thanks at the very least. You did a really impressive thing today, even if it got you hurt.” “I’m just a secretary.” You wave, “being talkative is my job.” He grins at that, “well I guess you’re right about that..” He presses a long kiss to your temple. “I was really worried you know..when I figured out what bus that was, that you were on it..when I was talking to the witnesses it barely took me 2 conversations to figure out you were the idiot who tried talking a villain down.” He sighs, “I guess I can’t be too mad at you though..” “No you can’t.” You preen and he huffs, “you’re grounded though.” “Grounded!?” You gasp, “Sekijiro you can’t do that we’re both adults!” “Don’t wanna hear it. You’ve got my number, call me when crazy stuff like that happens. I’ll be there. I’d rather it be me who gets punched in the face. ‘S sorta my job. So you’re grounded. Like it or not I’m not letting you out of my sight. You aren’t allowed to lift a finger until you’re all healed up, maybe even after that I haven’t decided. Anyways, I already called your boss. So don’t bother trying to go to work tomorrow she’ll just send you home.” “Sekijirio!” You gasp and he catches your hand before you can shove his chest. “And you’re gonna like it. Come on, come here.” He accepts you into his chest, wrapping both arms around you, “lucky you the break isn’t so bad, you’ll just be in a sling for a bit...” He lets out a long sigh as you slump into his chest, “I was so worried.” “I’m sorry..” You turn into him and he leans into your hair, “you did the right thing. I love you and I’m proud of you...You made the hero play. So..don’t be sorry just...be more careful from now on, okay?” “...Yessir...” You wrap your free arm around him. “Thank you.” “I was thinking of leaving my office if I don’t get a promotion soon..and after my run in with that villain today I think I’ve got the makings of a pretty good sidekick huh?” You tease and Sekijiro shudders. “Please I don’t know what I’d do if I was this worried about you all the time. I’m really happy being in love with a secretary I think we should keep doing that.”

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wastelandlovingscenarios · 4 years ago

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General reactions on how companions react to waking up to search for f!sole and find her playing/doing silly things/etc with their child in the early morning?

this is so fucking cute!! my heart can’t take it. i’m absolutely in love and this is the content i live for! please enjoy. <3 some are shorter than others but i hope you don’t mind.

i made nicks own a little different just because he physically can’t sleep.

he groaned, being pulled out of sleep and searched tiredly for his other half that usually cuddled up to him during this time of the morning. when his hand found nothing but empty space, he opened an eye to find that there was indeed no one occupying that spot. without another word, he sat up and grabbed a shirt nearby, throwing it on to find her. groggily, he quietly called soles name, rubbing his eye. as he peeked the corner of the hall going to the living room, he halted, watching the scene before him.

Danse:

his heart began to flutter at the sight of sole and his child sleeping peacefully on the couch together. their child laid comfortably on top of his wife, who wrapped their arms around their small, fragile body and god, danse could not think of a much more pure moment. the soft snores that left their mouth and the way the light shone from window and onto their faces was heavenly. danse found himself staring at them for a quite a while, silently admiring the scene before him. he wondered how he got here, how he got so lucky to have the things everyone yearned for in the kind of world. a happy family, a roof over his head, and a secured settlement- what more could he ask for? all those moments of pain, confusion, difficulties, and regret was all worth it, seeing that everything that he never knew he needed was right in front of him and he wouldn’t do anything in this world to change that. if he had to suffer through his downfalls one more time just for his life to end up this way, then he would do so without hesitation. silently, he’d walk over to his child and pick them up, placing them onto the middle of him and soles shared bed. then he returned to take sole into his arms and went to do the same, pressing a soft kiss to her temple while whispering a soft, “i love you”, as she snored under her breath. he went to his spot and wrapped his arm around both of them, closing his eyes as he let out a content sigh. out of all the moments in his life, this was one of the many that he wished to stay in forever. no responsibilities, worries, tasks- just him and his family together like this.

Deacon:

he’d grin at the sight of his child and wife cooking breakfast, both playfully arguing with each other. the sight of their food stained faces and clothes made his heart melt completely. hed walk up to them quietly, crossing his arms with a fake pout. “wow, you guys are having a party without me? thanks for the invite.” sole and their child turned around, their hands full of bowls full of ingredients. before sole could let a word out, their child threw the ingredients on the table and jumped to deacon, who caught them and twirled them around a bit. “daddy! you’re awake!” hed kiss their temple, continuing to carry them in his arms as they stared at him with excitement. “we were just cooking you breakfast.” deacon would grin down at him, now carrying them with one arm and ruffling their hair friskily with his free hand, “is that so?” their child would nod happily, pointing at the failed attempt of pancakes on the counter and sole would shrug, a laugh escaping her mouth. deacon would step forward to place a kiss on soles lips, his hand cupping the side of her face. the way his lips fell on hers was tender and she kissed back with a smile. after a few moments, he pulled away and shot a childish grin at his child who beamed back, “how’s about we go eat breakfast? i’m starving and i definitely wouldn’t skip a meal made by my star chefs.”

Maccready:

god, if he could describe what heaven was, this was it. there his family was, having a small pillow fight in the middle of the living room at 7:00 am in the morning. he saw how duncan ducked at shauns poor attempt to hit him with the pillow and proceeded to smack him with the pillow of his own. shaun fell back with laughter, pulling duncan’s leg so he could go down with him. duncan fell on the floor with a loud, “woah!”, escaping his mouth and was thrown into a fit of laughter alongside shaun and sole. his wife would be proudly standing, towering both boys with a smirk on her face, “guess i won, boys. all those years of practice did me good.” they’d pout, both talking at the same time as sole chuckled at their stubbornness. “hey!” “that’s not fair, mom! you’re twice as big as us!” they were so focused on arguing that they didn’t catch mac grabbing a pillow nearby him, carefully aiming for soles head. before sole could let out another word, a pillow had met her temple, knocking her down on her knees instantly. with shocked expressions, they looked over to the side to find mac crossing his arms with a shiteating confident smile on his face. “don’t forget who has the real sharp eye here, honey.” sole would pout playfully as their children cheered, running up to hug mac who happily returned their embrace. “totally wasn’t fair! you caught me off guard!” he winked at her, “remember to always keep your guard up.” she rolled her eyes and stood on her two feet to place a small kiss on his cheek. “whatever. still unfair.” he’d chuckle under his breath and stare at her with loving eyes. yup, this was definitely heaven.

Hancock:

he stifles a laugh as his child jumps excitedly with hancock’s hat on their small head. “mommy! look at me, i’m just like daddy!” they bounced happily, holding the hat up with both their small hands to avoid it from falling off. she let out a melodious laugh, which replayed in hancock’s mind, and straightened his hat out to balance it. “of course you do! i’m sure daddy would think so too.” they beamed up at sole who giggled when the hat fell over their eyes once more, “you think so?! i hope daddy thinks so!” that was his cue. hancock walked forward and grinned at his child who attempted to readjust their hat, not noticing his presence in the room. sole did though and received an affectionate kiss on her hair, winking towards her direction. “you bet, kiddo. almost thought i was looking at a mirror for a second there.” they looked up with a surprised expression, the hat tilting back as they did so. their expression would soon turn into one of happiness as an open smile formed on their face and they’d raise their arms at him. “goodmorning daddy!” he’d bend down and take them into his arms, carrying them off the floor. “and a goodmorning to you too, kid. rocking that hat, i see.” they giggled shyly and placed the hat back on his head, “it’s too big for me. it fits daddy better.” hancock shook his head, “not at all. it’s fits me better but you look better in it as per usual.” hancock heard sole laugh in the background and he let a small chuckle of his own escape. “no way, daddy looks better!” they crossed their arms stubbornly, “prove me wrong.” he let out a thoughtful hum and sent her a smirk as an idea popped into his head, “sure, but let’s get some breakfast first, alright? why dontcha grab that box of sugar bombs in the fridge?” they nodded happily as hancock placed them back down, running to the fridge as fast as they could. hancock walked over to sole, who snickered at the expression on his face. he hugged her from behind, placing a kiss on her neck. “know any tailors in town who can make a hat? perhaps a suit too?” she leaned into his touch and looked at her child who made their way to them. “maybe.”

Nick Valentine:

the sound of loud, childish laughter was the best way to come home. as he peeked through the doorway, he saw as sole read their child a book with a variety of silly voices. with every new character introduced, they changed their voice, going along with the story. not only was their child entertained, but nick himself was enticed by the sight in front of him. the beauty and innocence of the moment made his heart ache with love and different kind of happiness he couldn’t find elsewhere. after the book was over, sole had shut it with a smile on her face, “and the end! time to hit the hay, honey.” their child pouted, crossing their arms as they whined, “i’m not tired though, mommy!” sole hummed in thought, looking through the pile of books, attempting to find another story. nick knocked on the door softly to get their attention and they both whipped their heads towards his direction, a happy smile immediately plastering on his child’s face. they jumped up and ran over to nick with open arms and he bent down and caught them. “welcome home dad! i missed you!” he pulled back from the hug, ruffling their hair gently with a smile, “i missed you too, sweetheart. i got you a little something.” his hands fumbled in his pockets and he pulled out a clean teddy bear, their eyes widening in amazement as he placed it into their hands. “wow! you got me this?! thank you dad!” they hugged him once more tightly before going to admire their new toy. sole walked up to nick and placed a hand on his shoulder, tiptoeing as she kissed his cheek. “where’d you get that, love?” he rested a hand on her waist, “some vendor had it displayed and i knew i needed to get it for them. their name was practically written all over it.” her eyes would flicker to their child who spoke to the bear innocently and back at nick who watched them lovingly, “thank you, love.” he placed a kiss on her temple, “anything for you both.” nick released the hold on her waist and took his child’s hand in his own, “its past your bedtime, sweetheart. it’s best we get to bed now.” nick caught the pout on their face and reacted quickly, “i’ll tell you a story or two before you sleep, deal?” they smiled up at him excitedly, “deal!”

Preston:

the sounds of laughter was more than enough to pull him out of his sleepiness, a fuzzy feeling radiating throughout his body. it was music to his ears and preston swore he could listen to it forever, even when he’s long gone from this world. he watched as sole tickled their child mercilessly as they attempted to wriggle themselves out of the situation. the way his wife’s fingers danced around their stomach made them laugh uncontrollably, losing their breath while pleading. “mommyyyy! stopppp!” they begged, a huge smile plastered on their face. sole chortled, “or what? who’s gonna stop me?” before she knew it, preston grabbed her by the shoulder gently, pushing her down to the couch with a grin. “i will.” he held her down as she fought back with a hearty laugh, failing miserably at doing so. “pressstonnn! let me go!” he looked over at his child who caught their breath and wiped their tears away, “wanna help daddy tickle mommy?” without hesitation, they scrambled over to sole and pressed down to her stomach, tickling her. preston did the same but near her neck. her laugh was contagious, causing both preston and their child to do the same as she writhed underneath them. “stop!” she breathlessly yelled, “i give up! you win!” preston let her go and leaned forward to place a kiss on her forehead, wiping her tears away. “that’ll teach you to mess with us.” he bantered against her skin and she hit him playfully on the arm, the smile never leaving her face. his child latched into his arm, happily staring up at him with a grin, “thank you daddy, i knew you’d save me!” preston grinned and ruffled their hair, “always. i promise.”

Sturges:

he watched with a small laugh as sole fought her sleep, her head leaning on the couch as she watched their child play with dogmeat. she kept snapping back awake and he couldn’t help but feel bad for not waking up early enough to take her place instead. she was often busy with so many of her responsibilities and duties, so it’s understandable why she’d be so exhausted so early in the morning. sole eventually fell asleep, letting out soft breaths as she was lulled into slumber. sturges would quietly bend down and place a soft kiss on his child’s forehead as they hugged him. “mornin’ bud. seems like you’re havin’ a good time.” they’d smile and nod, petting dogmeat next to them. “yup! mommas tired, so i brought dogmeat to play with me instead!” he smiled proudly, placing his hand on top of their head. “a gentleman just like your daddy, huh?” he’d scoot over to sole and take her into his arms, jolting her awake. “oh sh-“ she stopped herself, her eyes falling on their child who continued to play with dogmeat with laughter, “sorry, honey. i didn’t know i fell asleep.” he shushed sole, cradling her in his arms as he pulled her close to his body. “shh, sleep sweetheart. i’ll take care of them, just get some shut eye, ‘lright?” she’d be too tired to protest, the sound of sturges heartbeat pulling her to sleep. “love you..” she’d whisper against his clothes. he’d let out a hum, watching their child with an affectionate expression as he caressed her hair, “i love you too, sweetheart.”

Gage:

the first time sole announced she was pregnant, he felt a sense of happiness and fear- fear knowing that he was unfit as a father and had little to no idea on how to raise a kid. all of his doubts of whether or not he was a good father drifted into nothingness as he caught both his wife and child sitting on the carpet, drawing on a piece of paper with crayons scattered everywhere. their child was humming a soft tune, scribbling something with a yellow crayon as sole watched happily with a content look on her face. their child faced the paper towards his other half, who observed it with curious eyes. “what do you think, mommy? do you think it looks like daddy?” he paused for a moment, processing the words that left their mouth and slowly connected the dots. was he drawing him? he attempted to put on a serious expression as he walked into the kitchen with his hands in his pockets. “does what look like me?” he couldn’t help it, curiosity was biting his ass at this point and he just had to see what they were referring to. their child shyly blushed at gages sudden appearance, hiding the paper from his line of vision. he’d crouch down, eyes still on the hidden gem that was held against their body, “don’t be shy on me now. it’s not like i’m gon’ bite ya or anythin’.” he teased with a small smile on his face. their shyness was so adorable and gage couldn’t help but be intoxicated by it. sole would nudge their child gently and they’d hesitantly show the paper to him with flushed cheeks. he’d take it into his hands and be pulled back at what was indeed a drawing of him and the words, ‘my hero!’ written horribly at the top. he’d be speechless at the wording on the paper as a small grin formed on his face unconsciously. “i know it’s not that great but i tried..” they meekly commented, growing uncomfortable at the silence. he’d look at sole and then back at his child with a soft expression, “quit it with the crazy talk. i love it.” the way their face lit up with happiness made his heart swell and they jumped in to hug him, muttering a small, “i’m glad you do”. his shocked expression would turn into one of tenderness and he smiled, using one arm to embrace them back. maybe he wasn’t such a bad dad after all.

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quinncupine · 4 years ago

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Obscured Chapter Two: Back To Work

Chapter Word Count: 2,952

Relationship: Izuku Midoriya x Reader

Link: AO3

Previous Chapter: One

Next Chapter: Three

MASTERLIST

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It didn't exactly surprise Izuku when the hoard of journalists jumped him once he arrived at the hero agency. They surrounded his car as soon as he parked. We wasn't sure how they could pop up that fast with all that heavy camera equipment. They probably trained for it, it seemed they literally chased leads these days.

He stepped out, wearing his signature smile he'd perfected years ago for the public. Camera's and microphones were shoved in his face as they hit him with all sorts of questions. So many talked at once that they drowned each other out.

"Deku, Deku!" Once of them shouted. "Tell us, what have you been doing these past two weeks?"

Deku didn't see a way out of the little crowd that formed around him.

"Have you been investigating the murder of Kanaye Tatsuya?" Another asked.

He gently pushed his way through, he really didn't feel like answering any questions.

"What about your wife?" Someone stubbornly blocked his path. "How is she handling all this?"

"Yes," Another added. "Where is Y/N Midoriya? What precautions are you taking to protect your family?"

They were rapid firing questions too fast for him to think of any safe answers to give.

"Do you think villains will continue to target your family?" Someone yelled above the rest of the chatter.

Izuku glanced around him, nervously flexing his hands. He'd forgotten how...persistent these reporters could be. Camera's flashed in his face. They were waiting for him to show some sort of emotion, not that they didn't know he was the emotional type, that was public knowledge by now. They were waiting for something juicy to gossip about, but he held firm, keeping that soft smile on his face as he tried to think of something to say that would satiate them for the time being. It was a hard thing to do when surrounded by wolves, ready to rip apart their prey.

"Well, I, uh..." Yeah, he was great with words. "Mr. Tatsuya's death is under police investigation. They will do everything in their power to find the one responsible."

"Are you saying that you're not involved in this case anymore?"

"I-"

Someone cut him off. "Are you happy Mr. Tatsuya is dead? He kidnapped and attacked your wife, you must hate the man."

Izuku frowned. They were trying to lure him into a trap, to get him to say something he'd eventually regret.

"Some are saying you had a hand in this?" A man shouted from somewhere within the crowd, holding his mic over a few heads. "Is that true?"

Izuku's calm façade faltered for a moment, ready to counter him, but he froze. He couldn't let himself get bested by some hungry gossipers. He looked for another escape route, but they had surrounded him with a wall of people.

One of the reporters stepped too close to Izuku, a cheeky looking redhead with a wide grin. "There are a lot of rumors out there. Some are saying a diehard fan killed him for you, yet there are others that say it was a plot devised by a drug ring based in Tokyo." She stuck the mic in his face. "What are your thoughts Deku?"

Woah, that information was not supposed to be public knowledge and based on the reactions of the others, they didn't know this info yet either. How the hell did this woman know about the Kobaruto? Someone was feeding her information.

The others went wild, tossing crazy and speculative assumptions around, waiting for him to answer the question.

"Uh..."

Fortunately, he was cut off when someone roared behind him.

"Buzz of vultures!" Bakugo yelled. "This is private property."

The reporters took one look at Bakugo and scrambled away as he stalked over. Even they weren't dumb enough to mess with someone like Katsuki Bakugo, especially if he appeared to be in a bad mood, which was most of the time. They learned early on that the now number two hero doesn't take ambush journalism kindly.

"Kacchan?" Izuku blinked. "What are you doing here?"

"What do you think dumbass?" Bakugo grabbed Izuku by the collar of his jacket and dragged him into the building.

Once they were inside and out of prying eyes, Izuku freed himself, straightening out his jacket. Bakugo was wearing civilian clothes which surprised Izuku, he was supposed to be working today.

"You found something, didn't you?" Izuku's eyes widened.

Bakugo growled and kept walking. "Office, now."

Izuku caught up to him and they walked together through the building. Every time they ran into an intern or sidekick, they were stopped as they welcomed Deku back. Bakugo looked irritated, but kept his mouth shut. The entire place seemed to buzz with excitement now that Deku had returned. It had been a strange two weeks without him there.

When Izuku finally made it to his office, he saw Shoto waiting inside, leaning on one of the couches.

"Shoto," Izuku paused at the open doorway. "Is everything alright?"

Shoto straightened himself, looking slightly uncomfortable. "Yes, things are fine."

Bakugo pushed past Izuku and sneered at Shoto. "What's this bastard doing here?'

"I could say the same for you." He crossed his arms.

Izuku glanced outside before shutting the door. "Kacchan is helping me with the investigation."

"I came to offer my assistance as well."

"Pass, we got enough losers on this case as it is." Bakugo stuck his thumb at Izuku.

"Midoriya, I want to help."

Izuku looked at Shoto. He valued him as a close friend and comrade, probably his closest friend, and yet these past few weeks were strenuous on both parties. Shoto was still holding that anvil of self-hatred over his head and it was getting heavier and heavier to carry.

He blamed himself for almost seriously injuring you when they had all come to your rescue. Since then, Shoto seemed to only be distancing himself from the both of you. He barely talked to Izuku, who had tried several times to get through to him, and completely avoided you altogether, as if that would somehow fix things. Poor Momo was acting as middle-man between the two of you since Shoto refused to talk.

"Alright," He said after a long moment of debate. "But you can't keep avoiding...people. This case revolves around her."

Shoto lowered his head. "I apologize. I realize that I've been acting-"

"Like an asshole?" Bakugo supplied.

"Childish." He finished. "There is a lot of unresolved issues that I hadn't realized were still there." He looked up. "But I want to help now."

Izuku studied him. He was standing taller, a more confident shine to his eyes, something he was seriously lacking these last few weeks. Between the cracks of that old familiar wall Shoto had buried himself behind again, he saw remnants of his friend.

Izuku beckoned him to follow as he went behind his desk. He set his bag on the top and pulled out a large stack of folders. It was a mess of sticky notes, tabs, and a few coffee stains. His handwriting was scribbled in every blank space he could find, all his thoughts put in pen.

"These are the case files." He handed them to Shoto. "Everything Tsukauchi gave me."

Shoto leafed through them. "Are you sure it's the Kobaruto behind this?"

"I know they're connected somehow." He crossed his arms. "Tatsuya was dealing with them, and they're the only known suppliers of Trace."

"Trace. It's fairly new, right?" Shoto pulled out a crumpled paper and looked it over.

"Yeah, started showing up a little over six months ago." He nodded. "It's reminiscent of Trigger. They share similar traits. I wouldn't be surprised if this is some variant of it."

"Trigger. The quirk enhancing drug." Shoto looked up. "I haven't seen that in a while."

"Apparently, Trace is the new drug of choice now." Izuku narrowed his eyes. "But they're careful who they sell to. We haven't been able to catch any of the dealers yet."

"And we can't rely on the druggie's." Bakugo said. "Trace degrades your mental state." He shook his head. "No, more like shreds it. Even if Tatsuya wasn't killed, he was never going to recover after months of that kind of abuse."

"What do you know about the Kobaruto?" Shoto asked.

"That's the problem." Izuku frowned. "We know next to nothing about them. They appeared out of the blue one day with a brand new drug. They might be small, but they know how to evade us."

"That's because I wasn't looking for them before." Bakugo punched his hands together. "I'll find them and destroy every last one of those bastards."

Shoto placed the files back inside the folder as neatly as he could. The colored tabs stuck out at various angles looking like the entire might explode any second.

He tapped the top of the folder. "I'll follow up on some of these leads. I'll let you know what I find."

"Shoto," Izuku called as he turned to leave. "Don't talk to anyone else about this. For now, it's still technically in Tsukauchi's jurisdiction. There is no official co-op on this."

He nodded and left quietly, closing the door behind him.

As soon as they were alone, Bakugo rounded on Izuku. "You sure he's up for this? The bastard's been flakey as of late." He narrowed his eyes. "I can beat some sense into him."

Izuku stared at the door. "You know he's always been insecure about his fire. What happened just pushed him over the edge." He shook his head. "He won't talk to me about it and he won't even look at Y/N."

Bakugo rested his palms on the back of a chair. "He's an idiot, that's nothing new."

Izuku plopped in his chair behind the desk and rubbed his head. "You found something right?"

Bakugo glanced at the door before sitting in front of the desk. "Yeah, about that imposter at the police station. I've been looking into it."

Izuku sat up. "What did you find?"

"Nothing much." He grumbled. "If this guy was good enough to impersonate All Might, in front of Tsukauchi no less, then he's good at covering this tracks."

Izuku leaned back, folded his hands and stared out the large windows that covered half his office. The first sign of the sun was just coming over the horizon and cast gentle waves of light through the office. It usually calmed him down, but today, it seemed like his nerves were ready to break straight through the window.

"This isn't good."

"No, it isn't." Bakugo agreed. "But I did find one thing."

Izuku looked back at him.

Bakugo pulled out his phone and set in on the desk. The screen showed a grainy picture taken in the dark. It was hard to make it out, but it was clearly a figure that was running across what looked to be a rooftop. The only distinguishable trait was the blue Kabuki mask underneath a black hood.

Izuku picked up the phone and examined the picture closely. "Who is this?"

"Don't know." Bakugo crossed his arms, a deep frown on his face. "This is the only solid picture I could find. Guy's a ghost."

"You think he's connected to the Kobaruto somehow?" Izuku zoomed in on the mask.

"There's been rumors spreading around the underworld, about a man in a mask." Bakugo took the phone back.

"So how's he connected?"

"Eyewitness reports put him in their territory." He leaned forward. "I don't have any solid evidence yet, but if I had to guess, I would say he's one of their runners."

"If we can bring this guy in- Izuku stood up. "-then he could actually give us some answers."

"Now that sounds fun." Bakugo smirked. "He likes to roam the Maridun district, but he only seems to come out at night to play."

"Then we'll wait for night to head out."

"No way, this is my lead." Bakugo stood up.

"But-"

"No. Besides, you have other things to take care of." He narrowed his eyes, daring Izuku to argue.

They had a glaring contest before Izuku huffed and looked down. Again, he felt conflicted. He really wanted to track down this guy. The sooner they could solve this case, the sooner everyone could get their lives back on track. On the other hand, he didn't want to leave you alone for so long, not when there were so many serious dangers still lurking out there. He ran through all the scenarios in his mind, trying to find a way to do both, but Bakugo was right.

"Fine," He relented. "But at least bring someone with you. Shoto wou-"

"Hell no!" Bakugo yelled. "I'm not going anywhere with two face."

"Kacchan..."

Bakugo ground his teeth and looked away. "I'll bring Kirishima in on this. I trust him."

Izuku nodded. "Fine. Keep me updated."

"I'll let you know when I bring this fucker in." Bakugo pocketed his phone and turned to leave.

"Thanks," Izuku said quietly as he reached the door. "Kacchan."

Bakugo looked him over and left.

Izuku deflated into his chair, running a hand through his hair. This case was growing more and more complicated by the minute. There was just no way that Tatsuya's death was a coincidence, everyone knew that, even the media had come to the same conclusion. There was something bigger behind this, he was sure of it. That's why he didn't want to leave you, even if Ochaco and Momo were with you. You were his responsibility to keep safe and so far, he'd failed pretty miserably at that.

His phone rang, startling him. He pulled it out of his pocket, looked at the caller I.D. and saw your name. A million thoughts ran through his head, most of them not good, as he answered the phone.

"Y/N, is everything okay?" He practically yelled into the phone.

"What? Of course." You answered casually. "I just thought I'd call to make sure everything was going well. The media's already twisting your words."

"You know you shouldn't watch the news." He leaned back in his chair. "It'll rot your common sense."

"Yeah, well, there's not much else to do when you're stuck inside all day." You grumbled.

Izuku frowned. "I'm sorry. This is my fault-"

"Hey, what did I say about throwing self-pity parties?" You scolded.

He rubbed his eyes with a smirk. "Sorry."

"And stop it with all this sorry crap. Sorry is for idiots who actually did something stupid." You huffed. "And don't think I don't see all those heroes casually strolling past the house. I know you asked them to."

Izuku rubbed his neck. "Uh, well..."

"Yeah, yeah," You sighed. "I know you're just worried. I also know that you're keeping things from me."

"W-what do you mean?" A lump formed in his throat.

"I know there are certain things you don't tell me. Stuff about your hero work and I get that, but..." You paused. "You would tell me if there was more to this, right?"

You were smart. You could always catch him in a lie. He hated lying to you, it felt horrible, but he also hated the look that crossed your face whenever Tatsuya was brought up. It was still affecting you big time and he couldn't stand to see you so upset. Nothing good would come of it if you were let in on the case, so there was really no need to tell you. At least that's how he justified it.

"Look, Y/N, I-"

"Save it." You interrupted him. "Just go back to work...and stay safe."

"Yeah." He said quietly. "I'll be home before dinner."

"Ok. Love you." You muttered.

"Love you too."

You hung up before he could even finish, leaving him with a sour taste in his mouth. You had every right to be upset, but you were keeping it all to yourself. You didn't let Izuku in on your personal thoughts anymore like you used to. There was a growing gap between the two of you and he didn't like it one bit. Everything he did seemed to only widen that gap and he wasn't sure how to build the bridge over it.

He groaned and laid his head on the desk. The cool wood felt comforting and he closed his eyes for a minute, trying to get in the right headspace to start the day. He was scheduled to start patrols again, but at the moment, his heart just wasn't in it.

After awhile, the phone on his desk rang and he almost vaulted out of his chair to reach it. "Hello?"

"Midoriya." It was Tsukauchi. "Sorry to call so early."

It's fine chief, what is it?" Izuku felt his stomach churn, Tsukauchi's voice sounded tight.

"You know the Hashira gang?" He asked. "They run drugs, mainly operating out in the Agamar Quarter."

Izuku nodded. "Yeah, small-time. What about them?"

"We just found them."

"What do you mean?" He had an excellent guess as to what he meant.

"They were all killed last night." Tsukauchi said. "Got an anonymous tip this morning on where to find them. It's a real mess out here."

"The entire gang was taken out?" Izuku stood up, gripping onto the cord. "A gang war?"

It couldn't be a coincidence that a rival gang was just exterminated. This was a big move, one with a lot of consequences.

"Possibly. We just got here. I'll know more when I inspect the scene, but," He paused. "Well, you need to get down here. There's something you need to see."

If that didn't spell ominous, Izuku wasn't sure what would.

"I'm on my way."

It seemed he'd have to postpone patrols for a little while longer.

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Chapter 3

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dershloop · 4 years ago

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Two Left Skates (Lavashipping)

“I told you I can’t ice skate!” Kai screamed across the rink at his cocky boyfriend, who was currently doing a figure of eight. Unsurprisingly, it was mainly to spite him.

“I know you can’t, Jay told me all about the whole show you put on at the tournament of elements,” Cole laughed, “But, you’re better at everything than I am so I need something.” He finished with a shrug, skating over to the side of the rink where Kai was gripping the wall as if it were the only thing keeping him alive.

“You are such an asshole,” Kai said, watching as he peacefully skated over to him and stopped expertly merely a few inches away.

“I know,” Cole said, smiling sweetly, “Now, if you’re gonna learn to ice skate, you’re gonna have to let go of the wall,” He moved his hands out towards Kai to take his hands, gently placing them on his wrists.

“I don’t wanna let go! I’ll fall,” Kai said, he legs shaking slightly.

“Firefly, I’ve got you. I promise you, you won’t fall,” Cole said, making his grip on his wrists more secure, “We can stay close to the wall, but just hold my hands, you won’t learn by holding the wall.” Kai let out a sigh, slowly loosening his grip on the wall before his leg slipped and he nearly toppled over, dragging them both down into a giant heap. But he didn’t. He nearly fell. He nearly brought Cole down with him. But there they were, still stood on the ice. His hands firmly squeezing Coles.

“See? I told you I got you!” Cole said with a goofy smile. Kai let himself relax a little, his back beginning to ache from the extensive tension. He looked down at his feet and back up at Cole with a smile, trying not to think about it too much.

“Now, I’ll show you how to skate,” Cole said, beginning to move his feet slightly, making them both begin to move forward.

“Woah, Woah Woah hey now!” Kai said anxiously, his body wobbling and his posture becoming more hunched.

“Kai, look at me,” Cole said firmly, making direct eye contact with his boyfriend, “I’ve got you. You aren’t going to fall. We’ll keep going slowly,” He smiled as Kai maintained his white-knuckle grip on his hands.

“Teddy bear I’m gonna need you to loosen your grip on my hands,” Cole said, watching as his fingers turned paler and paler, “I don’t think any blood’s going to them.”

“Sorry,” Kai said quietly, his eyes trained on his feet.

“Look at me, not your skates. You’ll fall over that way,” Cole said quietly, using his and Kai’s intertwined hands to push his chin up so they were making eye contact.

“I’m gonna leave you at the side for a second and show you how to move your feet ok?” Kai nodded, his eyes flitting over his face. Cole moved them towards the side and didn’t let go of Kai’s hands until he was safely holding onto the barrier.

“Ok watch my feet.” Cole said, tilting one skate up and pushing off with the tip of the blade, moving his feet outwards then bringing them back in again, “Ok? Do you wanna try that?”

“With you holding my hands, right?” Kai said nervously, eyes trained on Cole’s face for any signs of a reaction.

“Of course firefly. I’ll come and get you,” He said, pushing off again and coming back towards Kai, placing himself in front of him and taking his hands, beginning to move his feet again so they began moving at a slow but steady pace.

“Like this?” Kai said, looking down at his feet then back up at Cole nervously.

“Yeah! Try not to bend your knees and ankles in though, I don’t want you hurting yourself,” He said, his face radiating pure joy, pride swelling in his heart.

“Wait so I’m… I’m skating?” Kai said, looking at Cole excitedly.

“Yeah, you are! Well done firefly! Just keep doing what you’re doing and soon enough you won’t even need me to hold your hands,” Cole said with a smile, watching the joy light up his boyfriend’s eyes.

“Oh my god… I’m skating!” He yelled happily, watching his feet move, albeit shakily.

“Just keep concentrating, ok?” Cole laughed at the look of childish joy that was plastered on his face.

“If only you were still in the tournament on Chen’s island, maybe it wouldn’t have been so bad at the skating challenge,” Kai said, looking down at his feet in shame, watching Cole’s move so rhythmically and so surely. While he moved like a newborn baby deer, slipping and sliding and shaking, unsure of everything. Cole hummed, looking at Kai confused.

“What?” Cole said, watching both of their feet too.

“I don’t know, it doesn’t matter forget I said anything.”

“No, no what brought that up? It’s been like… 2 years, maybe more since that. Does it still bother you?” Cole said, slowing them both to a stop, causing Kai to crash into Cole, making him wobble slightly, but not fall.

“No… maybe. Yeah. Yeah, it does. I just… even though in the end, Lloyd still won, all I did was get in the way,” He said, resting his head against Cole’s chest.

“Maybe. But think about it, the whole reason we went there wasn’t to win the silly competition anyway. It was to get Zane back, and it turned out that the more of us were down working as his slaves, the better chance we had of breaking out and saving him anyway. So maybe you did get in the way, but the goal wasn’t to win, it was to save our friend. And we did. So stop being so hard on yourself Teddy Bear,” Cole said, letting go of one of his hands and wrapping it around his waist, kissing him on the top of his head.

“Hmm,” Kai hummed, letting go of Cole’s other hand and wrapping both of arms around his boyfriend’s waist, gripping on to the back of his shirt to make sure he didn’t fall.

“Aww, come here you big baby, let’s go home and just watch a movie or something,” Cole said, picking Kai up and slinging him over his shoulder, causing him to let out a small ‘oof’ sound.

“Cole!” Kai yelled indignantly, “Put me down you asshole!” Cole laughed, skating over to the opposite side of the rink and putting him down, beginning to skate away towards the exit.

“Not over here you dick!” Kai yelled, wobbling and grasping for the side of the rink and gripping on for his life. Cole laughed again, skating back over to Kai and picking him back up.

“Don’t complain if you’re just gonna complain when I put you down!” Cole said, still laughing as Kai hung upside down angrily, his arms folded, not saying a word.

“Oooh he’s angry now, he’s not talking to me,” Cole chuckled, stepping off the rink and putting Kai down, and taking his hand so he didn’t fall on the way to take off their skates

“I’d say that was a pretty fun ice skating experience, what do you think Kai,” Cole said, unbuckling the clips on his skates before beginning to untie the laces.

“Minus the part where you kept picking me up and then laughing at me,” Kai said, sticking his tongue out at his boyfriend, “Yeah, it was fun.”

“You wanna come again so I can keep teaching you?”

“Hmmm… sure thing Coley,” Kai said, resting his head against his arm as he finished taking off his skates, just excited to get home.

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amazingphanisnotonfire-imagines · 4 years ago

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Sweet Pea//maybe that’s the most heartbreaking thing of all

Request: i requested this before but idk if it went through may I please request an imagine where the reader is Jug's little sister by a year and sweet pea goes out with her because of a dare but actually falls for her but she finds out and breaks up with him but he goes to her begging for forgiveness but she refused and ends up dating someone else but they break her heart and sweet pea is there and she is crying about not being good enough for anyone and he tells her how perfect she is how much he loves her and she forgives him admitting to still being in love with him and they get back together maybe it could be the first time they say they love each other

hey!! i hope you enjoy this! i struggled at the beginning to get in the flow of it but i got there! also. this goes right back to the beginning of imagine writing. its got all the abbreviations, so just in case you’ve forgot, or you’re new...here’s a quick guide:

y/f/c - your favourite colour

y/l/f/c - your least favourite colour

y/f/a - your favorite animal

Couples having their first date in Pop’s is nothing new. Its somewhat of a tradition in Riverdale, even more so after the drive-in closed down. Everybody either has or will have a date in Pop’s. With great food, cozy booths and neon lighting it makes the best backdrop to love.

And tonight was your turn to experience the magic of it.

Three days ago, Sweet Pea had approached you out of the blue while you were sat with your friends in the lunch hall.

At first you thought he was going to give you a not very nice message to pass on to your older brother. Despite Jughead being a year older than you, he often got involved in very childish rivalries. The main one being between him and the very tall serpent in front of you, and even though they’d kissed and made up by now, there was still always something bubbling under the surface.

But to your surprise and secret delight he’d asked you out on a date, and you of course said yes...probably too quickly. He then nodded towards your friends, all of which were trying and failing to hide a smile as they watched the interaction, before sending you a quick wink and leaving with a few of his friends.

Once you were sure he couldn’t see you anymore, you let the blush on your cheeks fully take over and a small squeal left your lips.

Tonight, you’d let out the same small squeak before you left your house. Saying a quick goodbye to your dad and Jughead, both of which suspicious as to why you were so happy and dressed up. You told them you were just going to see a movie with your friends and although you’re sure they hadn’t really bought it, to be honest you didn’t really care.

You were going on a date!

With Sweet Pea!!

There are so many girls that would quite literally kill to be you right now, and if it weren’t for your brother being serpent leader, they probably would have by now.

As you turn the corner into Pop’s parking lot, you can see Sweet Pea pacing just beside the steps. He’s on the phone to someone and a small smile appears on your face as you hear him laugh.

He doesn’t notice you’ve arrived until you’re tapping him on the shoulder making him jump a little. His laughter stops once he see’s you and your smile falters a little. He had been worried that you wouldn’t turn up. The only way his dare would count (and he’d get paid) was if you:

1. Actually turned up to the date

And

2. If the date lasted at least an hour.

He had one of those things, now he just had to get you to stay.

Easy.

His smile returns as he figures out the best way to get you as interested in him as he can.

“Wow.” He mutters as he looks you up and down. A blush appears on your cheeks making you look at the pavement. “You look amazing.” He adds and the blush grows. Smoothing out some invisible wrinkles in your outfit, you force yourself to look back up at him, but soon realize just how much of a mistake that was when you feel your knees go weak from the way he’s staring at you.

“Do you want to go in?” You change the subject and he nods, opening the door and letting you walk in first.

There’s an empty booth right at the back of the diner and the two of you rush towards it. He lets you sit down first before joining opposite you and you send him a shy smile.

“Sooooo.” He looks around awkwardly. “What are you getting?”

“I’m not sure.” You say while scanning the menu. “I don’t know whether to get my usual or try something new.”

“Try something new.” He replies quickly and you look at him a little surprised. “We both can. Its a special night after all.” He watches you decide what you want, a small smile on his lips as you read all the options out loud. But then he remembers what this is supposed to be.

A dare.

Nothing more. Nothing less.

Easy money and a chance to piss off Jones.

His smile completely disappears as he tries to tell himself not to get caught up in you and you frown when you notice his expression.

“Are you okay?” You reach out to him and gently squeeze his hand. “We can go if you want?”

“No!” He says rather too loudly and you stare at him confused. “I mean. I’m fine. Have you decided what you wanted?”

“Yeah! I think I’m going to try this.” You lean over the table slightly, pointing at the food on his menu, but he’s not listening. Because the close proximity is doing something to him and if he breathes he can smell your perfume and its surrounding him, making him feel overwhelmed. “What about you?” You look up at him, your faces mere inches apart and you have to take a second to get your head to stop spinning before you sit back down properly.

“I-I think I’m going to decide on the way there.” He stutters a little while standing, grabbing both menus.

“I think they come and take your order if you’re sitting in.”

“Its fine. It might be done quicker if I go up and order.” He shakes his head.

“Are you trying to get rid of me?” Your tone is playful as he walks away, but it makes him anxious anyway. He needs to keep you here for another 55 minutes, and the fact that Fangs and a few other serpents are hiding in the other corner of Pops, spying very badly on the two of you, isn’t making him feel any better.

Once he orders he slowly makes his way back over to you. As he approaches he notices you texting, a soft smile on your face as you type and he has to push away the feelings of him being an awful person before he can sit opposite you again.

“Do you know how long its going to take?’ You ask, locking your phone once you notice him.

“About twenty minutes I think.” He replies.

“So, about the same time if you’d stayed?” You say teasingly and he rolls his eyes in reply.

“Whatever.” He huffs. He looks cute when he huffs. He always looks cute, but when he pouts like, you just want to kiss him. Woah...calm down. This is just the first date. Keep it in your pants Y/l/n.

“So. What do you want to talk about?” You change the subject before your thoughts become slightly less PG.

“I don’t know. What do people usually talk about on first dates?” He asks and slumps a little while you think.

“Oh!” Your eyes light up. “What’s your favourite colour?”

“Really?” He sends you a look, making a soft blush appear on your cheeks. “Thats what you came up with?”

“Hey. I have so many better questions but I thought I’d start off easy. So, are you going to answer or are you one of those people that ‘like all colours the same’?” You mock him and he rolls his eyes playfully.

“Fine.” He shrugs. “I’ll answer your question, but you’re not allowed to laugh. My favourite colour is yellow.” He mumbles the last part and your eyes widen in surprise. “I told you no laughing.”

“I’m not laughing.” You hold your hands up. “I’m just a little shocked. You do know yellow is a happy colour right? I don’t I’ve ever seen you wear anything brighter than dark blue.”

“Thats because you don’t have to wear your favourite colour.”

“I’m wearing my favourite colour.” You reply and motion to your outfit.

“So you like y/f/c?” He asks and you nod. “It suits you.” He adds making your cheeks heat up. Thankfully the corner you’re sat in is quite dark, so you’re hoping it covers up just how much you’re blushing. Frankly its embarrassing just how much he makes you blush. But then again, this is Sweet Pea. Thy boy you’ve been crushing on for years.

“Thanks.”

“So if we’re doing favourites. What’s your favourite animal?”

“Really?” You raise an eyebrow and he looks at you offended. “And you complained when I asked about colours?”

“Animals are living things. A colour is just something you paint your walls.” He replies and you just stare at him for a few seconds, a completely bewildered look taking over your features.

“You have some very strong opinions.” You take a mental note not to ask about his favourite food because god knows what reaction you’ll get. “But my favourite animal is y/f/a.”

“Yeah. Thats a good choice.” He nods. “Mine is a dinosaur.”

“What?”

“My favourite animal is a dinosaur.”

“How old are you exactly? Because I could have sworn you were the same age as my brother.”

“Ha. Ha.” He replies sarcastically. “Dinosaurs are cool. They’re diverse. They’re old as hell-”

“They got taken out by an asteroid.”

“They look badass.” He glares at you. “There were some the same size as chickens. Can you imagine how cool it would be to have a dinosaur as a pet?”

“Again, taken out by an asteroid.”

“They also had two holes behind their eye sockets. And jaw muscles went through the holes to attach directly to the top of the skull. Which made the jaws able to open wide and clamp down with more force.”

“Well, isn’t that lovely?” You grimace, although there’s a smile threatening to appear and you have to force it away. “Its like you’re a walking national geographic channel.”

“Actually I learnt that from The Natural Museum website.”

“Sorry.” You tease. “Wherever you learnt it though, I’m very impressed.”

“I’m a lot smarter than what your brother might have told you. Speaking of, whats it like being related to Jones?”

“Not as bad as everybody makes out.” You shrug and he sends you a look. “Its not. Sometimes he can be a bit annoying, but all older brothers are.”

“Sure.” He replies. “Blink twice if you need help.” He says making you laugh.

“Here’s your food guys. I hope you enjoy.” Veronica smiles as she places the plates down. She sends you a wink before leaving you both alone.

“You’ve really never had a burger and fries before?” You raise an eyebrow at him while you sip your drink.

“What?”

“You said you were going to try something new.” You giggle and point to the food in front of him.

“Oh.” He looks down. “I er. I must have forgot.”

“Are you sure you’re alright? Because if you’re not we can leave.” He looks away from you, trying to find Fangs in the now very busy place. He finds him, eventually and he’s already looking at him, holding his phone up and shaking his head. He then checks the time on his phone and notices you’ve only been in here for less than half an hour making him sigh. “Sweet Pea?”

“Huh? What?” He looks back at you quickly, shoving his phone in his pocket.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah. I’m er. I’m just tired. I’ve had a busy day.”

“Hey. I have a new favourite question.”

“Go on. Impress me.” He challenges.

“Whats your favourite memory?”

“A picnic when I was 8.” He answers almost instantly. “My mom was at work so my grandma was looking after me. It was only in the back garden but I had so much fun. She never had anyone really look after it so it was full of really tall weeds that I used to play in and pretend to cut down with a plastic sword. She let me pick a spot and we managed to flatten enough of it to lay a blanket out and she’d gotten all my favourite food. It was really nice. And when my mom came to pick me up we were still out there so she joined us and the three of us shared the last cookie while I told them both terrible kid jokes.”

“Thats really sweet.”

He shakes your comment off, smiling bashfully as he watches you eat. He’s never told anybody that. If he’s being honest he really didn’t want to tell you that, but there was something about the way you looked at him and the happy tone in your voice that made him crumble. The way you asked him, and then listened, a smile growing on your face the more he told you. It was the first time anybody has really, actually, genuinely wanted to hear about his life.

And that terrifies him. This isn’t supposed to be real. He isn’t supposed to feel real feelings. Its not real. He reminds himself.

“What about yours?” He asks, desperately wanting to get the attention away from him because he’s scared if you continue looking at him like this he’s going to tell you his entire life story and he’s never been that vulnerable with anybody before.

“Hmm.” You think about if for a few seconds. Your eyes sparkling as you go through every memory you have. “When I had my first kiss.” You chuckle at the memory and he looks at you confused.

“What?”

“Hear me out.” You laugh. “It was with Archie.”

“What!?”

“Yeah. And it was a dare.”

“What?” His blood runs cold. Is he really that obvious? Have you figured it out? Of course you have, you’re clever and funny and smart and pretty an-

“It wasn’t like that though.” You shake your head.

“Like what?”

“Like, I dare you to kiss her and I’ll give you $1 for it.” You explain.

Change kiss to date and $1 to $50 and its almost the same.

“I was 13 and he had just turned 14. He still hadn’t kissed anybody and he was worried. At the time I didn’t really know why, but when you look at all the girls he’s dated since, I can understand why he was worried. So I dared him to kiss me and he did.”

“What was it like?”

“Awful.” You laugh loudly and he feels himself relax again. “But at the same time it was nice. It was sweet. Plus, I always have that I was the first person to kiss Archie Andrews. When I’m feeling down about myself I like to tell myself that the reason he’s dated so many people is because he’s trying to find someone that can kiss as well as me.”

“You should never feel down about yourself.” He says sincerely, and there’s not enough darkness in the world that could hide your blush.

“What made it even better was that Jughead walked in on it and him and Archie almost got in a fight.”

“I would have payed to see that.” He laughs. “I still would to be honest.”

The two of you continue to eat, exchanging small conversation every so often. After you’ve both finished eating, he checks the time while you laugh at something he’s said, and notices that its almost been an hour and he’s happy that its nearly over.

But the other part of him is sad that it might be ending. So he ignores time and the real world, in favour of pretending with you. He doesn’t even come back to reality when Fangs and the rest of the serpents leave, subtly dropping money on his seat.

The next time either of you check the time is when Veronica comes over after a few hours and asks if you want anything else. Thats when you realize its almost 11, and that your dad is going to kill you.

“Oh shit.” You panic. “I’m supposed to be back at 11.”

“Fuck.” He stands up, quickly noticing the money and slipping it in his back pocket while you’re busy putting your jacket on. “Okay, I’ll pay and then I’ll give you a lift home.”

“Sweet Pea. I can pay for my own food.” You argue.

“I know you can. But I want to. And we have ten minutes to get you back home so you can’t afford to argue with me.” He replies and you roll your eyes but agree anyway.

“Fine.” You huff. “But I’m paying for the next one.” You add and he freezes. “Thats if you want another one I mean. No pressure.” You back track, while he just stares at you.

“I-er-”

“Here’s your bill.” Veronica hands you a receipt and Sweet Pea lets out a breath.

He pays quickly before leading you out into the dark parking lot.

“Here.” He hands you the helmet and you take it, carefully placing it on your head. The ride back home seems far too short for you’re liking and the next thing you know he’s walking you up the steps to the front door.

“You didn’t have to give me a lift you know?” You say. The two of you are stood on your porch. You’re sure if either your dad or Jughead look out the window they will definitely be able to see who you’re with and where you’ve been, but right now, you don’t care. You can deal with that later.

You’re just enjoying spending time with Sweet Pea. You’re also glad you didn’t die on the journey back. Riverdale may have strict driving laws, but Sweet Pea does not stick to them. However, if you did die, you would have died happy with your arms wrapped around his chest and a bright smile on your face.

“I know.” He shrugs, stuffing his hands in his pockets. “But, I’m going that way anyway soooo.”

“You’re such a gentlemen.” You tease and the two of you giggle lightly.

“What’s it like living in Coopers old house? Do the ghosts of her messed up family haunt the halls?” He asks and you roll your eyes, nudging him a little.

“No.” You deadpan. “Its weird. Especially if you’ve lived in a trailer for the majority of your life. And even weirder now that Betty and her mom live with us. But I wouldn’t say its bad. Its kind of nice to have some sort of normal...ish family for a change.”

“Your definition of normal and everybody else’s definition of normal are too very different things.”

“Shut up.” You punch his arm lightly and he feigns hurt.

“This was nice.” He says, now feeling more awkward than he ever has in his entire life.

“It was, yeah.” You nod.

All he has to do is say goodnight and leave. He’s completed a dare, he’s made some easy money and he’s had some great food. Plus it was nice to go to Pops with somebody other that Fangs.

“Night.” He gives you one last look before turning around and starting to walk down the steps.

“Sweet Pea?” You follow after him. “Tell me another dinosaur fact...please.”

“The word dinosaur comes from the Greek language and means ‘terrible lizard’.” You laugh and a soft smile comes to his face.

Your eyes flutter closed as you slowly move towards him. Kissing him nervously, he freezes for the second time in one night. However he doesn’t stay like that for long, his arms wrap around your waist as he kisses you back.

Never has Sweet Pea been kissed like that before. So gently and like kissing him any harder would break him.

But now he has a problem.

Because he liked it.

And he definitely wants to do it again.

“Goodnight Sweet Pea.” You kiss his cheek before jogging up the steps and through the front door.

What the hell is he supposed to do now?

----

Sweet Pea has been trying so hard to avoid you. No matter how hard his heart protests.

It was one date, for a dare. Thats what he keeps telling himself.

But deep down he knows that it wasn’t just that. He had a genuinely nice time with you.

You’re sweet, pretty and kind. And despite the fact that you’re related to Jones, he knows there’s so much more to learn about you.

“Hey!” Your smile is bright, and he can’t help the smile that appears on his face as he watches you sit beside him. Despite the fact that his heart is racing, either due to the fright you gave him, or the mere presence of you, he manages to reply.

“Hi.” He mumbles, finding anything but you to look at. Only now has he realised how bland the walls are in the school cafeteria. Who paints a school cream? Cream is the worst colour in history. “What’s your least favourite colour?”

“What?” You laugh.

“Well we talked about your favourite colour the other day. What’s your least favourite colour?”

“Err.” You think for a moment before scrunching your nose up. “Y/l/f/c. Yours?”

“Cream.”

“Wow. You were very quick to reply. What’s cream ever done to you?”

“Made everything boring.” He replies making you laugh and shake your head.

“I was wondering.” You take a glance at your friends who are all giggling and whispering to each other while they watch you, which surprisingly doesn’t do much for your confidence. But you fight through it and decide to just get straight to the point. “Do you want to go out again?”

His eyes widen a little as he searches the room for Fangs or literally anybody. He’d even settle for Jughead coming over. Just anybody to get him out of this because he know’s he’s going to say something stupid like...

“Yes.” dammit. His mouth moved before his brain even had time to comprehend what he was saying and now he hates himself, and more importantly Fangs for being late. What the hell where all the serpents even doing?

“Great!” Your face lights up and his entire body sinks. “I’ll see you tonight at Pops again? At 7 maybe?”

“Ye-yeah.” He nods. “That sounds great.”

“Great!” You repeat and you seem even happier than before. “By the way, you do know there’s a serpent meeting going on right?”

“Shit.” thank god. he can get out of here now.

He somehow seems to be digging an even bigger hole for himself and now he has no idea how he’s going to get out of it. Definitely not with the help from any of his friends.

----

The second date you and Sweet Pea had, was definitely different from the first.

You’d met at Pop’s. But as soon as he saw Fangs sat by the window he decided that maybe going in there wasn’t the best option.

Thankfully you didn’t notice the sudden change of heart, so didn’t think it was too strange when he suddenly shouted about going to see a movie.

And to his surprise. He actually enjoyed himself. Well, he knew he was going to enjoy himself anyway. But it was better than he could of imagined, despite the slight crushing feeling in his chest.

Plus he got to kiss you again!

After the movie you walked around town for a little bit and talked about life and dreams and more favourite things...no matter how much he complained about that part.

So maybe this isn’t such a bad thing. I mean, yeah, it started out bad. But plenty of good things come from bad experiences. He can’t think of any every time he tries, but he’s sure there is some and thats good enough for him.

Plus, its not like he’s going to tell you about the dare. He likes you and he doesn’t want to hurt you. And he can’t imagine the rest of the serpents mentioning anything. Weirder and crazier dares are done by them everyday, this is ancient history by now.

So a week after your first date, he decides that he’s going to make his first proper move. He’s ready. He’s only really known you a week but he knows your special. And you’re definitely worth putting up with Jughead for. He just needs a milkshake first to collect his thoughts.

Once he walks through the doors of Pop’s he’s hit with two things.

One. How empty it is. Its Friday night, he should have to fight to get through the amount of people in the place. But there’s barely anybody here and he has to try and remember if he heard of any parties happening tonight. There’s none that he can think of, but it might be a last minute thing. Yeah, its probably a last minute thing.

The second thing he notices is you, sitting in the corner again and his breath hitches as the sight of you. But then he see’s you crying and his heart aches.

“Whats wrong?” He asks, sitting beside you as quickly as he can. As soon as he sits down his arms are around you, pulling you close.

A part of him is scared that you’ve found out and that all of this is going to be over before its even began. But when you cuddle further into him he lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding, relief flooding every part of him.

“Its nothing.” You shake your head. “Its not important.”

“Clearly it is.” He says and slowly pulls you away from him so he can look at you properly. How do you manage to still look cute despite crying? “Come on. You can tell me.”

“I just feel a little left out.” You sigh.

“What do you mean?”

“Just, when we were younger me and Jughead were really close. But now it feels like he’d rather hang out with anybody but me. And that really sucks you know? I know we can’t do everything together, he has a life, I have a life. But I just feel like I never see him again. Plus, all my friends have gone to a stupid party and they didn’t invite me.”

“I understand.” He says, your eyes meeting his making you feel a little breathless. “And it does suck. But just because you don’t spend all of your time together, doesn’t mean he loves you any less. I mean, he almost fought Archie for you.”

“That was years ago.” Your roll your eyes.

“And I’m sure he’d still do it now.” He replies. “He’d probably lose, but still. Its the thought that counts.”

“Hey.” You shove his arm. “Thats my brother.”

“I know. And everyday I feel sorry for you.” He says sincerely.

“And as for your friends? Idiots. Because that party is going to suck without you.” He reassures you.

“Thanks for making me feel better.” You kiss his cheek softly before leaning your head on his shoulder.

“Well, thats what boyfriends are for.” He replies, eyes widening once he realizes what he’s said. This was not how he was going to ask you.

“Boyfriend?”

“I er-”

“I’d like that.” You smile. “I’d like it a lot.”

“Yeah?” He looks down at you.

“Yeah.” You agree before kissing him sweetly. “At least now there’s one person who’ll never forget about me.”

There’s something about that sentence that doesn’t make him feel right for a few seconds, and he can’t help wonder if he did the right thing.

----

“Just a few more steps.” You say while looking over his shoulder. You didn’t think guiding a giant into your back garden would be this difficult, however you’re now regretting not giving something to use as a blindfold. He’s practically dragging you along behind him and you’ve never met a clumsier boy. “Mind that stone.” You say but he’s already stumbled over it and you roll your eyes at him, despite the fact he can’t see you. “Okay. Stop.” You say and he stops walking abruptly. You groan as you bump into his back making him chuckle. “Ass.” You mumble and shove him a little.

You move your hands away from his eyes and he gasps as he looks around.

“Whats this?” The two of you look at the blanket and basket sat between the surprisingly long weeds that surround you and slight blush dusts your cheeks as you kick your foot about.

“A picnic.” You reply, moving to stand in front of him. “Do you like it?” You look at him hopefully and he nods quickly, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you in for a kiss.

“Hey!” You hear Jughead bang on his bedroom window and the two of you pull away, flipping him off as you do.

“I remembered the story about your grandma and thought I’d do something like it.” You explain while sitting down. “I even made sure my nobody moved the lawn for a few weeks to get the desired weeds.” You explain making him smile. “And I got your favourite.” You pull food from the basket and hand it to him making his smile grow.

“You’re just the best.” He replies, pressing a kiss to your cheek.

“I know.” You mumble. “And, I have even upgraded the whole favourite series of questions, because I know how much you hate them.”

“I love you.” You know he’s only joking. He knows he’s only joking. But the sentence takes the two of you by surprise and you quickly scramble to think of something else to talk about.

“Whats the best thing you’ve ever done?” You ask and take a bite of a strawberry.

“This.” He laughs as he watches some of the juice dribble down your chin. “Here.” He wipes it away and you smile at him thankfully, despite the reddening of your cheeks.

“What about you?” He asks, stealing a bit of chocolate from you and you glare at him playfully.

“This.” You nod.

“Whats the worse thing you’ve ever done?”

this. “Probably the time I convinced one of my friends that he didn’t exist.”

“What? How did you even do that?” He looks down embarrassed and you can’t help but admire the cute little bashful smile on his face as stares at the blanket beneath the two of you.

“I got all of our friends in on it so it wasn’t just my fault. But I made him believe that I was the only one that could see him. When we’d hang out just us I’d be normal, but if all our other friends were with us, we’d all pretend he was invisible. One day I convinced our entire class to do it and he ended up crying so hard his mom had to come and pick him up.”

“Holy shit.” You whisper. “Thats awful.”

“Yeahhhh. I know.” He shakes his head.

“But I suppose I still love you.” You add and he looks at you quickly.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah.” You nod. Both of you know the ‘i love you’s’ were silly. Far too soon to be saying, but even if they weren’t real, they made you feel something you’ve never felt before. And you’re excited for when they do have meaning behind them.

“What about you?”

“Who said that?” You tease and he shoves you playfully causing you too fall backwards. Your about to sit up again, when he appears beside you and so you decide to stay. Who needs to see the world when you can just look at him.

He moves to lie on his side, his head resting on his hand while he looks down at you. His free hand caresses your cheek and a soft breeze flows makes a piece of his hair fall in front of face. You move it gently and the next thing you know he’s leaning down to kiss you. Its so full of love and happiness that it makes you a little dizzy, so when he pulls away you’re glad you’re already lying down. Especially because your legs would not have been able to keep you stood up.

“I once called my mom a bitch when I was 10.”

“Ouch. What did she do to deserve that?”

“Not cut the crusts off my sand-which.” You mumble making him snort. “That was so cute.” You tease and pinch his cheeks.

“Nope.” He moves out the way. “You can’t change the subject after you told me you called Gladys Jones a bitch. How are you still alive?”

“Believe me, I was very close to death.”

“What saved you?”

“The fact that I needed to go to school. I didn’t come home until about 8 that night. She was so worried that something had happened to me that she kind of forgot about the whole name calling thing.”

“I don’t believe you could ever be that mean.” He kisses your nose.

“I can prove it if you want.”

“Yes please. I’ve very excited to see this.”

You think for a moment. What’s the meanest thing you could say to him?

“Ass.” really? growing up with gladys and fp as your parents and thats all you’ve got?

“I have a good one? Thank you.”

“You really are unbelievable.”

The first time you say this to him its said playfully, to annoy him with a soft smile on your face. The next time you say it, there’s nothing sweet or happy about it. Its said angrily, with tears running down your face instead of the smile that he’s grown to love.

However, at this minute, you have no idea what coming. You don’t know that all of this is going to end in tears and heartbreak. And maybe that’s the most heartbreaking thing of all.

----

“Please. Just let me explain.” Sweet Pea pleads.

His trailer has never felt so small, despite the distance you’ve put between the two of you. You’re looking at him like he’s a stranger and he’s never felt so horrible in his life.

You’d only gone on his phone to find a specific picture of the two of you. But when he’d gotten a text from Fangs asking if he’d let you down gently yet, you’d actually found a whole group chat title ‘dares’, the biggest one being your entire relationship with him.

“I was just a dare. A stupid, idiotic dare?”

“Yes.” He nods. “It was stupid and idiotic and I’m really sorry.” He walks towards you but you back away, closer to the door and he really doesn’t want you to leave. He’s gotten so used to you being around the past six months he doesn’t know how to cope when you’re not with him.

“Our entire relationship was a dare?”

“No, no. Just the first date. The rest of it was real.”

“Oh, so that makes it alright then if it was just the first date? What the hell Sweet Pea. Why would you do that?”

“I really don’t know.” He shakes his head.

“I think that makes it even worse. Even if your excuse was just about getting back at Jughead, I think that would make me feel a little better because hey, its not just me. You didn’t just see me and think ‘she’d make a good target for a dare. she’s liked me for ages so she’ll obviously say yes’. But you just did it because? Because of what? You were bored?”

“I’m so, so sorry.”

“Is there anything else you want to tell me?” You cross your arms. “Did you also make a bet? Are people betting on how long we’ll be together?”

“No, of course not.” He argues.

“So you’ve made no money from this?” You ask and he goes silent, looking at the floor.

“You’re really are unbelievable Sweet Pea.” You sigh, grabbing your jacket from the sofa and storming out.

How the hell did he not see that coming?

----

*three months later*

“Jones? I know you said never to come round here again but there’s a problem with a few of the serpen-oh hey Y/n.” Sweet Pea has only been in the Cooper/Jones’ house a handful of time, practically all of them because of something bad, but this is by far the worst.

He’s never seen you like this, and he never wants to again.

And the worst thing about it is that he’s the reason. He’s why you’re sat in the dark with a blanket wrapped around you and tears streaming down your face.

“Whats wrong?” He takes a few careful steps towards you, completely forgetting the reason he came round in the first place. His only focus is you. He needs to make this right. This may be the only chance he has seeing as though Jughead is doing everything to keep the two of you apart.

He did manage to get you alone one time, but it was only for a few minutes and they were the second worst few minutes of his life, the first being when you broke up with him. He’d tried to say sorry, to explain it. But you’d just told him to leave you alone and that you were seeing somebody knew.

He wonders if they’re the reason you’re so sad. He isn’t sure if that would make him feel better or worse to be honest.

“Y/n?” You continue to ignore him so he decides to just sit beside you. He makes sure he isn’t too close to you, no matter how much he wants to wrap his arms around you and tell you everything is okay.

“Go away Sweet Pea.” You mumble and his heart cracks.

“No.” He argues and sits back a little. He hears you huff in reply and wrap yourself further in your blanket.

The two of you sit in silence for a while. Before you could sit together for hours without speaking, and be in total bliss just enjoying each other’s company. But as each minute drags on you find it harder and harder to breathe.

“I thought I finally had everything figured out.” You eventually whisper and he sits forward, placing a careful hand on your shoulder. He’s expecting you to shrug him off, but you don’t and he’s almost certain you relax a little.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean. I thought I finally had everything figured out.” You glare at him and he gulps a little.

He doesn’t really know what to say to that, so he just sits and lets you talk.

“And now everything has gone to shit.”

“It hasn-”

“I loved you Sweet Pea! I actually loved you.” You stand up and the sudden movement startles him. “The first boy I’ve ever loved, I was just some stupid dare to. And then when I try to move on. When I think that maybe I should try and forget about you and the way you made me feel...both good and bad. The next boy I end up with dates me for a few weeks and then breaks up with because I wasn’t what he was looking for. What the hell does that even mean?”

“Y/-”

“Is it me? It must be me. There must be something wrong with me. Or maybe I’m just not good enough for anyone. Maybe thats it. Maybe I’m going to go through life dating a string of disastrous boys who just use me to find something else. I don’t want that. I want love. I want all the stupid stuff you see on TV. Is that so hard?”

“Y/n?”

“Why?” You drop back onto the sofa, utterly defeated and all he wants to do is go back in time. If only he’d never agreed to that stupid dare. You would still be happy and sweet and not totally broken. “Why would you do this to anybody? Why would you take their heart and smash it like its nothing?”

“Because I’m an idiot.” He replies and for the first time in three months you actually agree with what he’s saying. “And so is that other boy.” He adds. “You are far too good for this world Jones, and you deserve somebody that loves you and treats you the way you deserve. And I haven’t done that, even though I should have. I never should have agreed to that stupid dare, but I thought nobody would get that hurt from it, but I’m definitely an idiot. I’m really sorry Y/n.” He rambles while you sob beside him. He pulls you into a tight hug, stroking your hair softly as he tries to find the right words to say. But there’s only one thing he can say. “I love you Y/n.”

“What?” You pull away and look up at him.

“I love you.” He repeats. More sure of this than he ever has been of anything. “You’re perfect. And I love you.”

You so desperately want to tell him to leave. To go away and to never talk to you again. To never think of you for as long as he lives because he hurt you, more than you’ve ever been hurt before.

But you love him.

Despite everything. Despite the fact that he is an ass.

So instead you say something probably very stupid, but it feels right.

“I love you too.”

And this time it has meaning behind it.

Something you’ve been waiting a while for.

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crookedkittyperson · 4 years ago

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A Disaster Recoupling

Pairing: Lucas x Luna

Summary: This my take on disaster coupling where Luna despite not participating in Operation Nope is snapped by Noah from Lucas.

Note: This is my first time uploading something like this. Might take it down. If there is any criticism or suggestion. Please let me know. All I can say is that I tried my level best. Hope you like it.

Luna PoV

I woke up suddenly to the feeling of something heavy on top of me. I stiffened, only to see that Lucas had his right arm draped around and right leg on top of me. He was snoring slightly. The look on his face was peaceful and I giggled at him.

Looking at his face made me think of last couple of days – Ministry of sound, operation ‘Nope’, the argument between Lottie, Priya and Chelsea, and lastly the argument between Priya and Hope regarding the Noah. Gosh! To think I was going to have a peaceful summer.

To be honest thinking about everything made me gave me thirsty. And I tried to remove myself out of Lucas’s grasp.

He groaned at the sudden movement and pulled me closer to fill up a non-existent gap while nuzzling his face in my hair making my breath hitch.I slowly tried to lift his arms and failed. He was sleeping like a rock and wouldn’t budge. I groaned and tried wiggle out of his arms.

“Luna”, he growled lowly. I froze for a moment thinking I woke him but I soon realized he was till sleeping.

‘Awe, he talks in his sleep’ I thought. But seeing him calling my name in his sleep gave me butterflies in my stomach and an unknown feeling in my heart. Thinking that I’ll talk to him about it later, I chuckled under my breath.

I tried again and again to get out of his deathly trap and almost got successful, but suddenly he pulled me with both of his arm and tucked me under him. He tucked me in such a way that I felt as I was his personal pillow as he had his chin resting top of my head, his both arms around me and his legs tangled against mine. He sighed.

“How can he continue to sleep with everything going on”, I asked myself.

“That’s because he never got to sleep properly and don’t you remember he told you that he got his best sleep in years when you two slept together on the daybed”, My mind retorted.

Suddenly I heard laughter echoing in the room. I tried to turn around and see what was happening. And I realized that everyone in the room might have seen what happened a few minutes ago. I was stunned.

Suddenly, I heard Lottie saying, “Well tried Luna!” And everyone cracks up again. I complained, “If you guys are done laughing will you guys help me or at least wake him up.”

To which everyone said no. Though I couldn’t breathe properly, a part of me was actually enjoying it (which I am not gonna admit openly). I tried to wriggle out but I failed, which everyone found amusing. Great!

I tried tapping on his arms so that at least he would loosen his hold on me but instead he tried to squeeze me even tighter.

Woah! And I to think that I was enjoying it.

“You guys are so cute,” Priya and Chelsea cooed. I blushed.

“As much as I agree that we’re cute, I feel like I am trapped,” I said though my voice came out as muffled but Priya being in the bed next to mine heard it properly. She laughed. She fucking laughed at my misery. And quoted my statement in a baby voice to everyone.

I still for nth time couldn’t believe that Lucas was sleeping though all this like a rock.

Suddenly he snuggled further into me and said, “Mine!” which everyone heard. The girls awed while the boys started to laugh.

“Looks like someone has werewolf instincts. A proper alpha-like behavior,” Bobby remarked, which doubled the laughter.

I could hear Hope rolling her eyes and saying, “Disgusting. I am out of here.” And then heard footstep fading away. Honestly, I was feeling bad for Hope given what happen in these few days. Here, being I am being all loved while Hope had to go through Noah admitting that Priya kind of turned his head.

Though I was feeling bad, the HBIC part of me decided to take advantage of my current situation and I decided to wrap my arms around Lucas and rest my cheeks against his chest. I could hear his heart beating.

Suddenly, Noah piped in, “Luna, let me wake Lucas up. give me a minute.”

Lottie sarcastically said, “What a gentleman.” To which Priya chocked on a laughter.

Noah tapped on Lucas arms and started to shake Lucas gently. Lucas sighed, “10 mins more”.

Noah replied, “Wake up, man. You are squeezing Luna to death.”

That perked up Lucas’s attention. Lucas opened his eyes immediately to look up to Noah quizzically. Noah gestures towards me and walked away.

Lucas turned towards me confused, his eyes widened when he realizes our current position and that everyone had been watching us. I giggled at his reaction. He quickly pulled himself away and looked away blushing profusely. We both sat up and collected ourselves. My heart was beating frantically as I reached for my water bottle.

“Guys! Let’s go get ready and leave the loved-up couple alone,” Gary announced controlling his laughter. Everyone started to leave the bedroom. The girls were giggling and shot me wink while leaving. Noah stood near the door looking at us both of us with an unreadable expression and then shook his head and left.

“What was that?” I asked myself. I pushed the thought to the back of my mind not knowing that the look is gonna cost me up something tonight at the recoupling. I kept my bottle on the table next to our bed and turn around to face Lucas. I couldn’t see his expression as he had covered his face with his hands. I touched his arms to bring him back to the reality. He looked at me with an embarrassed smile, which made me laugh.

“Good morning to you too, babe,” he said with sarcasm dripping in his voice. I looked at him only to notice that his still sleepy eyes were filled with amusement and a smile was threatening to spill. I smiled and sat in crossed leg position facing towards him.

“That was something”, I said him.

He shook his head and said, “I thought you were a pillow. Goodness sake, everyone saw that. It was embarrassing.”

“It was cute minus everyone seeing it”, I said, “But do you know that you talk in your sleep?”

He groaned, “Wait! What? No way. I don’t speak in my sleep.”

“I wish I could say I was lying, but you do talk in your sleep. Everyone heard it and moreover it might even be shown on telly.”

He took a pillow and groaned in it. “please tell me I didn’t say something weird.”

Remembering what he said made me look away as a blush was starting to creep on my face. Lucas noticed it and I felt his finger under my chin to make me look at him. Reluctantly, I turned towards him with a shy smile. He looked at a tender look which I never saw on his face since the day we met, although it has only been 7 days since we met, I never came across this facial expression on his face.

The look on his face made me forget how to breath…. literally. He asked me softly, “Babe, what I did say.”

I whispered softly enough for him to hear, “You not only mumble…. Wait no… you kind of said my name in your sleep but you when I tried to wriggle out of your death trap… you hugged me tighter and growled ‘mine’ lowly but it was loud enough for everyone to hear.”

I tried to look away but he had a firm yet gentle grip on my chin. He cupped my cheeks and mad me look at him. He smiled softly and chuckled.

“As embarrassing as it is, the look on your face kind of makes it worth it.” He blurted out without thinking. He looked away for a minute. He cleared his throat before looking back at me and mumbled something similar to sorry.

“Shhh! No need to apologize. And you are right, I did like it.” I whispered back.

I was about to say something when the bedroom door opened, we turned to see Noah entering the room. He looks at us and immediately looked up away before sighing. He said, “Bobby and Lottie are making breakfast and they asked me guys to get you guys.”

Before I could say anything, Lucas said in a straight voice, “It’s alright. Give us 10 mins we’ll be there. You can go ahead.”

Out of nowhere both the boys started having a staring competition. I just sat there thinking what was going on. Both of them had their jaw clenched as if they were having a silent conversation. I tapped on Lucas’s arm and he broke the eye contact.

“I’m hungry. Can we go and brush our teeth asap?” I asked. He nodded and threw a smirked towards Noah as if to point something.

“Lucasssssss! Pleassseeeeee!” I whined.

He laughed and took my hand in his and helped me out of the bed. He took the mics in his free hand and led us towards bathroom. I looked back to see Noah glaring at Lucas back.

We brushed our teeth and went towards the kitchen only to find Bobby and Lottie making French toast for everyone. I squealed at the sight of my favorite food…. Aside sweets and fish and chips. Everyone started to laugh at my childish behavior. Lucas ruffled my hair making me pout at him while Priya came to my side gave me cuddle.

“Looks like someone is in a great mood,” Bobby said teasingly. I eagerly nodded and rushed towards the bar to get me plate of French toast with berry jam and powdered sugar.

“Lucas, we never knew you were a werewolf?” Marisol asked teasingly, to which many of the islanders agreed. Lucas just scratched the back of his neck awkwardly and sighed before taking a plate from Bobby.

“Stop teasing them,” Noah said gruffly, “it’s getting too much.”

But soon Lottie spat, “Just because some couples are not getting on well doesn’t mean other couples can’t enjoy themselves. At least, they look happy unlike others.” Which I think for directed towards Noah.

Lucas and I shared a look. And I said, “Lottie it’s fine. Anyways, thanks for the breakfast.”

And we left towards the terrace. We enjoyed breakfast silently in each other’s company.

After finishing our breakfast, we back to the kitchen to only find it empty. I washed our dishes while Lucas made himself a smoothie. After washing the plates, I told him I was going to take a shower and left Lucas alone in the kitchen.

When I went to the dressing room after getting ready to get my sunscreen lotion, I found Marisol and Bobby on the terrace talking. I decided to join them for a while.

“Hey guys!” I said.

They said both simultaneously said, “Hey! Thank you so much for helping us clearing the tension in the air last night.”

I laughed. I replied, “No need to thank me. It’s was necessary for me to clear the air as despite being a drama magnet, I love my life to be a little peaceful.”They snickered.

Marisol then said, “Despite the fact everything is normal, I feel like something is about to happen tonight at the recoupling. There is this weird vibe I can’t point out.”

I tried comfort her by saying nothing would happen. But she was reluctant to accept it. We spoke for a while before I left them alone. I went towards the picnic area where the boys were sitting. I sat between Lucas and Ibrahim, resting my head on Lucas’s shoulder. He wrapped his arms around me while the boys muttered greetings.

“What were you guys talking about?” I asked.

Gary replied, “Nothing much…. We were talking about recoupling.”

Everyone nodded.

Lucas whispered in my ears, “I know who I want to recouple up with.” I blushed.

Suddenly Chelsea popped next to me making me jump. We all continued the conversation, while Chelsea decided it would fun to poke me. Suddenly I found my bottle empty, so I stood up and said, “See you guys later, need to fill the bottle.” And I left.

While I was filling the bottle, Lucas came up to me and asked, “Do you have a minute.” I nodded. He asked me, “So there is recoupling tonight, So I was wondering if you want to recouple with me despite the conversation, we had last night?”

I nodded and responded, “Yes! I would love to recouple up with you. Did I give you any wrong signs that made you ask this?”

He said, “No you didn’t. But it’s just that Jakub said he is going to recouple with someone who no one expects him to couple with. I was wondering if you he is into you?”

I scoff, “You gotta be kidding me. I haven’t even spoken to him properly. And I don’t think he is into me. I like you, you know, that right?”

He smiled and nodded. He kissed me softly on lips before whispered against, “I like you too.”

And he left.

Soon Noah came to the kitchen, mumbling something under his breath. He took the mug, and when he saw it empty, he let out a string of curses. I said, “I didn’t know it was your jug. I filled my bottle through it.” I apologized. His eyes softened when he saw me and nodded.

And then before he could say anything, Hope came to the kitchen and sat on the bar stool. Her eyes narrowed when she saw both of us alone in the kitchen and she, “Noah, Lana you both in the kitchen…. alone.”

I shook my head and said, “I was filling the bottle when came.” She gave me a strained smile.

“I was here to make tea.” Noah curtly replied. Hope asked him, “and you didn’t think of asking me if I wanted one.”

And I kept my silence seeing them having conversation. That’s when I heard her phone go off. She shouted everyone to come in the kitchen. Lucas I arrived last and when he saw me, he gave me a wink. I went to towards him and stood next to him. He closed the distance between us. Hope read out the message which said that there was cake decorating challenged, to which Bobby agreed immediately. Everyone left for the challenge platform while Lucas and I left behind. He grinned and said, “The challenge is gonna be fun. There might be some kind of twist to it.” I agreed him on that.

Turns out Lucas right, there was twist to the challenged. The girls were blind folded while the boys stood me behind us and had their hand cuffed together in front of their partners. It was teamwork testing challenge. Somehow the challenge took a dirty turn for me and Lucas, which didn’t go unnoticed by everyone as they could hear us and the boys including Chelsea could see us. The cake came out pretty amazing despite the fact there was a thick layer of sexual tension around both of us. Once we were free of blind folds and handcuffs. Jakub and Chelsea judged everyone’s cake. Needless to say, that each and every couple had done their best. But when we saw Hope and Noah’s cake, it was mess. The boys were talking about the cake looking like someone had cried on it. But to much our surprise, Jakub choose their cake to which everyone argued to be unfair. He mentioned something along the line that Hope had used the best decorating skill to which Gary replied sarcastically. Everyone left to get cleaned while Lucas and I left behind with all the cakes.

“Whew! This challenge made me hungry. I can at least go for 3 slices of cake,” said Lucas.

I playfully mocked, “Only 3 slices! Dude I am ravenous. I can eat an entire cake.”

He challenged, “Oh really! Then if you finish an entire cake, I’ll give you my favorite t-shirt.”

I gasped, “Are you bantering me?”

He said, “Nope. I seriously bet my favorite t-shirt.”

And I nodded. We went towards our cake and I strategically started eating my cake. Soon Marisol came to call us only to find about our bet and she ended up getting an audience. Lucas added on a rule which forced me eat the cake without drinking water.

And then when I asked him for fork, he said, “You want to do it right now. In front of everyone. You know what they spooning leads to forking.”

“Cheeky” I said to myself.

And I glared at him before Marisol told him that I needed a fork to eat. He mumbled an apology and handed me a fork. And within 10 minutes after that I completely demolished the cake claiming my right over Lucas’s shirt. After giving a speech, we went back to the villa to get changed for the recoupling. As soon as we reached villa, I was on sugar rush. Lucas had to made me drink multiple glass of water to came me down. Then Marisol, Lottie, Chelsea and I were sitting on beach loungers while everyone was spread around the villa. I knew Lucas had gone to the bedroom to get me my prize. Soon rest of the boys came over and we all started talking about non sensible stuff. And then Lottie got a text about the recoupling.

We all got ready for the recoupling. The girls were nervous which made me started to freak out. Marisol said, “Anything could happen considering what happened with Noah and Hope. And now add Jakub and Chelsea to the mix. Anything is possible.”

To which most girl nodded but I couldn’t imagine myself with anyone but Lucas. After getting ready we left the dressing room to got towards the fire pit. There we saw Jakub doing something which Priya and Marisol could be his way of calming his nerves. And everyone started talking about their ways. But I couldn’t find myself to join their conversation as my mind went back to what Marisol said in the dressing room.

When we arrived to the fire pit, we saw all the boys sitting there looking nervous. Which made me even more uncomfortable. Lucas caught my eyes and noticing that I was nervous gave me calming yet encouraging smile. Which I managed to return shakingly.

Suddenly, someone’s phone pinged with a text. It was Jakub. He checks his phone and rises up to his feet.

He starts, “I want to couple up with this girl because I think a lot of people in here might have given up on her. And because I think I see something in her that nobody else does. She’s a great laugh and I want to see where things could go with her. I always say I’m not afraid to shake things up. I want to see where my journey takes me. So, the girl I want to couple up with is…… Hope.”

“Oh my god” I said to myself.

Everyone was shocked. No one knew what to say.

Hope exclaimed, “Woah”

That made my stare at her as if she had grown two giant heads. That girl is nuts. Yesterday she spent entire time arguing with Noah and Priya over there little conversation and now she is acting as if she didn’t like Noah. She was so amused. She walked over to him and kisses him on the cheeks and sits down.

Nobody said anything. I looked at Lottie to try to figure out what happened but she was also blank as I was.

Just then Noah’s phone beep. Noah stood up and looking at Hope he sighed. He started, “Right, right, OK. This is bit of a shock.” He looked at Hope and continued, “it’s completely unexpected but I know what to do. I like to couple up with this girl because even though this wasn’t how I was expecting it to go this evening…… I’m excited to embrace this opportunity to it a try with someone new. Given what happened yesterday, I wanted to take my chance on this particular person.” He looked at Hope again then at Priya, “Moreover, ever since the beginning, I’ve wanted to see what it would be like to get to know this girl. So, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but the girl I want to couple up with is……. Luna.”

I stood there still. I couldn’t believe that he said my name. I was silently looking at fire pit not knowing what to do. Lucas looked furious. He looked like he was ready to pounce on Noah any second. But Ibrahim put a hand on his shoulder to calm down. I didn’t know how long I was standing there until Lottie nudged me as if to bring me back from my trance.

I walked over to Lucas straight without even acknowledging Noah and bend down for getting face to face. Lucas avoided my eyes. But I knew well that he was upset.

I softly took his face in my hand and said, “We’ll get another chance. No matter what happens you that I like you and only you. Right babe?”

He looked me in my eyes and said, “I know it, babe.” He smiled sadly.

He kisses my hand and forehead and says softly, “Go on, be with him. We won’t be apart for long.”

I nodded and went to stand next to Noah. Without even looking at him or giving him any reaction, I sat down looking straight at the fire pit. I was furious. I knew I had all eyes on me but I didn’t give them any reaction as I knew if I opened my mouth, I wouldn’t spare Noah. I kind of have a temper problem so I decided to keep my thoughts to myself at least until the recoupling gets over.

Soon it was Lucas turn, he said, “Because of a certain someone I couldn’t partner up with the girl I really like,” which was jab at Noah, to which he scoffed. “So, I want to couple up with this girl who is the best friend to the person I like to know more things about her which she hasn’t told me yet.” He looked at Ibrahim for some sort of approval which the golfer gave, “the girl I want to couple up with is Priya…. Only if she doesn’t mind.”

Priya looked at me for permission to which I slightly nodded and she said, “If you are coupling with me for Luna. I would be happy to oblige. And I am definitely doing to tell you things she I know about her.” She went towards Lucas and gave him a friendly hug and sat down next to him. I gave them a smile and then turned my eyes back to the fire pit and I completely zoned out for the rest of the recoupling. Ibrahim coupled up with Lottie, Gary coupled up with Marisol and Bobby couple up with Marisol.

After the recoupling everyone asked Jakub about his decision to which he completed denied. Noah and Hope broke up to which I again ignored.

And I immediately left the fire pit ignoring everyone calling me. I straight went and sat at the daybed to my calm myself down. After a few minutes, I heard footstep coming closer to me.

When I looked up it was Noah. I immediately burst out, “Why me? Out of all the girls, why me? You could have chosen Priya, she like you but no.But you had to go ahead and choose me. You knew that I really like Lucas yet you messed up. you are genuinely messed up. You couldn’t see me happy could you. Why?”

Unknown to me, that the girls except Hope were listening to my conversation, I ended up slamming Noah in every possible way I could.

Noah still looked calm in front of me and calmly said, “I had a small crush on you since day 1. I just wanted to see if it was true or not. I am sorry. I just thought to give us shot considering we couple up first before Hope came in.”

I was shocked. I said, “We were fucking coupled up for 15 mins. Do you get that? I never gave you any sign that I like you. Do you get me? I just made a snap decision that day which turned out to be my biggest mistake.” And I immediately left.

When I went towards the kitchen, I found all the girls standing there and I broke down right then and there. My anger was all gone and I was upset and sad. The girls hugged me. I apologized Hope and Priya constantly for what happened. They tried to calm me down but it did not work. Chelsea sneaked off to get Lucas as she thought he would be able to calm me down.

Minutes later, I found myself in familiar arms. And I cried harder than I was. Lucas hold me for what seemed like forever. He soothes me down by whispering sweet nothing. And when I was able to control myself, I saw everyone except Noah in the kitchen looking at us sitting on the floor. Just then Noah arrived, he saw me in Lucas arm and glared at Lucas.

He angrily said, “Hands off, my girl.” This made everyone including Hope gasp in shock.

Lucas stood up after making sure that I was fine. He coolly replied, “Last time I check, you were not the guy she said she fancied.”

Before both of them do something idiotic, I stood in between and pleaded, “This is not the right time to fight. I need some time to figure out what happened. We all can discuss it quietly tomorrow morning.”

And before any could say anything, I said to no one in particular, “I am sleeping on the daybed.” And left the kitchen.

After getting dressed into my pjs, I went towards the daybed only to find Priya sitting there.

As soon as she saw me, she hugged me tightly. She indeed had become like my older sister in the villa. She stroked my hair gently as I silently sobbed in her arm.

“Everything is going to be fine. Calm down.” She said.I reluctantly pulled out of the hug and wiped my eyes. We sat on the daybed and talked for seemed like hours about everything inside the villa and of outside world.

Before leaving, she said, “Lucas really likes you. You don’t have to worry about anything. We talked about it while you were gone for changing. Don’t worry I am not going to try anything on him and neither is he because I don’t think he has seen any other girl than you ever since he has arrived to the villa. Moreover, I have to fixed some things with Ibrahim. I like him and I need to apologize him for the operation and try to fix everything with him. Good night!” and then she left giving me one last hug.

I laid down on the bed thinking about everything that happened today. Moreover, it’s unlike me to get such strong feelings for a boy in 7 days. I have always been the kind of girl who is careful because of my previous relationship which left a huge scar on me. As much as I was scared about my feelings for Lucas, I was trying to let myself got with the flow. I don’t even know what’s happening. My mind was completely jumbled. I couldn’t believe that Noah had minor crush on me and decided to take action on it when his girl was snapped from him and when he knew I was happy in my couple…….

With all things making no sense in my mind I started singing to my self ‘Up All Nights’ by ‘The Vamps’, as it made me somehow connected to my cousin, Connor. I miss him dearly. I being the only the child, Connor became more of an actual older brother than a cousin to me.And I soon dozed off while reaching the end of the song.

Before I could dose off completely, I heard a familiar voice saying, “Don’t worry. I’ll try my best to make things right.” And I felt a kiss on my forehead and nose before I entered to my dream world.

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brokutosan · 4 years ago

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Title. Before The Snow Falls, I Would Love to See You

Pairing. Hinata Shouyou x Fem!Reader. Very slight mentions of Yamayachi!

Summary. In which after two years, he’s finally coming home.

Warnings. Manga spoilers up to chapter 379. Super short, but fluffy. Title is a line from ‘An Early Winter Letter’ by the Korean poet Kim Yong-taek.

Being in a relationship with Hinata Shouyou meant being in a relationship with his love for volleyball as well. But when that love led him to Brazil, on the other side of the world of all places, Y/N had nearly gone ballistic.

Working around his tight volleyball schedule in highschool was one thing, but having to accommodate to him being in a whole different country was a whole different matter all on its own! Making a relationship work was hard enough with the other at your side, but putting an ocean between that bond makes it that much more challenging. Besides, Hinata had only grown the balls to confess to her long after their highschool graduation. Meaning when Hinata left for Brazil, they’ve only been dating for a few weeks, maybe a month or two at best. Preparing to fly across the world three weeks into their relationship was a minor setback, Hinata once said.

Though Tsukishima argued that the mere fact that they were actually dating deserves a recognition all on its own. “Like two lovesick idiots that were too blind to notice their mutual feelings for three years,” He said. (Hinata hates how Yamaguchi and Kageyama wholeheartedly agreed, feeling betrayed by his own friends for never telling him his feeling were requited).

And the beanpole was correct. Hinata took too long to confess and he couldn’t find it in his heart to blame Y/N, who was probably just as clueless as him. Had he sucked up the balls to do it literally anytime in his highschool years, then maybe having a highschool sweetheart would have been another thing he could lord over Kageyama (he’s only half joking).

Though at the end of the day, Hinata still confessed and his feelings were returned, or even better, she pined after him all of highschool too! (“Yeah, that’s not something to be proud of.” Yachi told him with pure sympathy in her eyes the night Hinata told her he confessed). And despite thousands of miles between them, his relationship with Y/N is still far stronger than Kageyama’s relationship with his stupid milk cartons. (God, he really needs to help that guy get a girlfriend).

Anyways, emotional whirlwind and memories over dating his dream girl aside, Hinata is finally coming home! Two years of texts, calls, and the few handful of weekend visits led up to this moment when Hinata, in all his sun kissed glory, can finally properly announce his homecoming to all those he’s missed while living alone in Brazil.

His mom, Natsu, the Karasuno boys, even Kageyama and Tsukishima (those slimy bastards), Yachi, and most importantly, Y/N. No longer does he have to crave her presence during the lonely nights, tossing and turning until Pedro yells at him to go to sleep. No longer does he have to wish he could slip into his cellphone where the pictures of them together has helped him survive long days spent without her. No longer does he have to worry about crossing oceans to have her in his hold again, because he’s finally coming home.

Hinata lets his excitement get the best of him and sprints towards the airport exit, where, lo and behold, he spots her standing in the crowd. Granted it’s easier to spot her next to Yamaguchi, who’s about six feet tall. Oh, and also there’s that hideous poster in his hand, which looks like the work of a toddler. He tries not to let out a laugh as he approaches them.

“Shou!” Y/N screeches, momentarily dropping the bouquet of flowers in her hands as she bolts towards him. Hinata simply laughs as he lets go of his bags in order to catch her in his arms. In one fluid motion, he tightens his hold on her back, supporting her legs that are wrapped around his waist.

“I knew you couldn’t keep it cool.” Yamaguchi chuckles as he watches the event unfold. Y/N sticks out a tongue from over Hinata’s (much broader) shoulders as she tightens her hold on her boyfriend.

“You’re not allowed to leave me, ever.” She pouts. Hinata gushes while Yamaguchi cringes at the couple in front of him.

“Wouldn’t even dream of it.”

“Okay! Let’s get out of here, I’m starving!” Yamaguchi exclaims, clapping his hands together before reaching out for one of Hinata’s suitcases. “There’s this ramen place that recently opened up, and I can’t wait to try it! Oh, Hitoka-chan said she’ll meet us there!”

“Did he ever grow the balls to confess?” Hinata whispers to Y/N after setting her down. She shakes her head ‘no’ and adds, “No, he’s much worse than you.”

“I can still hear you two!”

“Woah, Hinata, you got so tanned!” Yachi says upon arriving at the table. She sets her bag down in front of her before taking a seat beside one blushing Yamaguchi. “You look good!”

Hinata says something that can’t be understood, mostly because his mouth is full of food. Y/N smacks his arm for being gross, Yamaguchi proceeds to wipe down everything that was in the ‘splash zone’ and Yachi laughs at her friends.

“Ew, say it don’t spray it, moron!” Y/N scolds, taking a napkin and wiping Hinata’s mouth. The scene reminds Yamaguchi of his little cousin.

“It’s a shame Tsukishima-kun and Kageyama couldn’t make it.” Yachi sighs, reminiscing her highschool days. “It’s fine, I’ll see those jerks eventually.” Hinata responds, this time with an empty mouth.

“Ah! Speaking of, mind giving this to that Four-Eyed-jerk face for me?” Hinata reaches for his backpack and pulls out something shockingly pink and equally sparkly. All three eyes turn to the horrid thing he’s holding up so proudly, a ‘Rio de Janeiro!’ shirt that looks like it straight up got shit out by a unicorn.

“I -” Yamaguchi speaks up first, reaching for the shirt with trembling hands.

Yachi is the first to snap out of her trance, and giggles out, “I’m surprised you didn’t get one for Kageyama.” Hinata’s response is a shit eating grin, all while reaching in his bag for a matching shirt, this time a shocking shade of red. “First thing I’m doing in Tokyo is recording his reaction.”

Y/N gives him an unamused look, somehow not surprised at her boyfriend’s childishness. Hinata turns to her with a familiar glint in his eyes. “Y/N! I got you one to-”

“I’m shipping your ass back to Brazil if you so as much take that thing out.” Hinata gulps, shoving his hands back in his bag and nods his head vigorously. Their two friends laugh from across the table, reminiscing about the very familiar scene in front of them.

“Nice to know some things never change.” Yamaguchi lets out a dreamy sigh. Yachi simply nods in agreement.

“By the way, what’s your plan Hinata? What team are you thinking of?” Hinata’s mouth is stuffed, but Y/N pinched his thigh before he could even think of talking with his mouth full again. He swallows everything in his mouth and answers, “The Jackals!”

“Is there a particular reason why? Oh! Is it ‘cus Bokuto-san’s playing there?” Yachi asks.

“Wait really?!” Hinata’s leaning over the table, a bewildered look in his eyes. “Oh man! I didn’t even know that! I was just gonna go ‘cus they’re the best team holding tryouts right now!”

The pair, Yamaguchi and Yachi, once again look at him out of disbelief. “Wait, why does that totally sound like something you’d do?!”

“Because it is.” Y/N answers, not as surprised as her friends since she’s heard him blabber about this for the past month leading up to this day. Still, it was nice to see him get so excited for something.

“Yeah - and I, being the perfect girlfriend that I am, even did research on all the V.League teams and made a powerpoint about their strengths and weaknesses. And then this idiot tells me he already had his mind set on the Jackals because they’re the only team holding tryouts within the same month he’s coming home.”

Hinata fiddles with his fingers a bit, before speaking up, “Yeah, sorry ‘bout that babe. If you told me beforehand I would’ve checked out your presentation!”

“Then it wouldn’t have been a surprise!” Yachi and Yamaguchi simply watch their friends with smiles on their faces.

“They’re totally forgetting we’re still here.”

“Yup.”

The four friends finish their meal, heading out into the night and going their separate ways.

“I’ll see you guys tomorrow! I’m gonna go walk Yachi home!” Yamaguchi calls out. Hinata has a cheeky grin on his face and Y/N is making kissy faces while connecting her hands into a heart. These idiots are perfect for each other, Yamaguchi thinks to himself.

The two immediately halt their motions when Yachi turns around to say her goodbyes, fake innocent smiles adorning their faces. “See ‘ya next time, Hitoka-chan!” Y/N smiles, sending one more wink at Yamaguchi’s direction for good measure. Her and Hinata laugh as he flips them off the moment Yachi turns the other way.

“Ah, young love. Remember when that was us?” Hinata muses like an old man. Y/N snorts in response, “Yeah, I remember pulling all my hair out wondering whether or not you liked me back!”

Hinata chuckles, reaching for her free hand. “I think it’s safe to say that you were worth the wait.” Y/N blushes as he brings her hand up to his lips, placing a light peck on the back of her hand. God, the things this guy can do to her.

“Yeah, yeah.” She mumbles, a soft smile on her face as she’s finally all alone with the man she’s been missing for the last two years.

“Shouyou.” She calls out. He stops in his tracks, looking at her with those beautiful brown eyes. He looks back at her beautiful form standing under the street lights, and wonders how in the world he got so lucky with her. He notices her eyes are a little teary, and before he can voice his worries, he’s interrupted by a,

“Welcome home.” The sentence is simple enough, yet conveys so much emotion he just knew she’s been holding in this whole night. With his other hand, he cups her face and wipes away a stray tear with his thumb.

“I’m finally home.”

A/N. Another reupload! Originally meant to be a contribution to Hinata’s birthday, but either way, I love him. - chuu

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canumoveurseatup-no · 5 years ago

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front row seats

part two to listening party - please read warnings before continuing to read, don’t read if any of those warnings bother you.

summary: why listen when they can just watch? and maybe even... participate?

pairing: bruce x black!reader (18+ as always), avengers x black!reader 18+

wc: 3k (did this on mobile so sorry for no ‘keep reading’ tan)

warnings: NASTY NASTY NASTY!! Please be 18+!! age gap, exhibitionism (fuckin in front of the team), voyeurism (the team watching you get fucked), creampie yet again, crying kink again (bc i’m a submissive whore and love it when ppl make me cry during sex), choking, daddy kink, crude language, squirting, masturbation, rough sex, subspace, toe sucking (not a fan of it but wanted to try writing it lmao), oral (male and female both receiving), anal play, orgy tendencies

a/n: just noticed i reached 3000+?! wow, it still amazes me that i even have followers at all and lovely people who appreciate my work. i hope y’all know i mean it when i say i love y’all bc you’re encouraging a passion of mine, thank you so much!

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“Okay but before you head off to fuck the night away...can we watch this time?,” Tony was not afraid to be blunt. He said what everyone else was thinking

“Tony, you can’t just ask people to watch them go at it!.” Steve was completely appalled by Tony’s actions but he was hoping deep down you and Bruce said yes

“Well everyone’s thinking it! My ‘listening party’ file is filling up. I demand front row seats,”

“Okay.” You and Bruce look at each other and just shrug. They’ve heard enough to make a whole playlist- might as well give them a mental visual download.

Sam’s eyes widen and he sits up straight in his chair, “Woah, seriously?,”

“We’re comfortable enough with ourselves to put on a show,” Bruce’s hand rubbed circles on your back which had you leaning into him.

Bucky was the first to stand up, rubbing his hands together, ready to get this show on the road. “Well slather butter on my ass and call me a turkey, this is great!,”

You snickered and shook your head, taking Bruce’s hand to lead him to the bedroom, “Barnes, don’t ever say that again,”

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“But I want that seat!,”

“No, I sat here first!,”

“Natasha, mooooove,” Tony stomped his foot like a child before just deciding to take the chair from under her and sitting in it. This would give him a perfect view of all angles.

“I’m gonna find your listening file and delete it all!,”

“You wouldn’t dare!,”

“Would y’all sit down and shut up!,” Sam had taken a seat by the window that way he’d have a good side profile view of you. Thor sat with a beer in his hand beside Wanda at the left corner of the bed, Bucky and Steve sat beside each other by the closet, they were farthest away, but the view was still perfect, Natasha, Clint and Tony sat at the foot of the bed, lined up like three musketeers.

The bickering stopped when they heard a sweet whimper fall past your lips. Your back was against Bruce’s chest and you held a body wand against your sensitive clit, Bruce kissing your shoulders and neck while twisting, pinching and tugging your nipples.

“Want you to get your pussy nice and wet for everyone, okay dove?,”

Your hips buck up into the head of the wand as you turned the vibrations up, “y-yes Daddy,”

“Oh she kills me with that,” Tony sighs to himself. If only you were calling him that. Tony wanted you so bad, more than anyone else if he did say so himself.

“Keep playing with that pussy, baby. Get yourself all slippery and creamy for us,”

Your hands shook as the realization hit that you were actually being watched. It not only terrified you but turned you on all in the same breath.

“Oh she’s about cum already, I can smell it on her. It’s delicious,” Thor takes a swig from his beer and cleared his throat while his eyes remained glued to your glistening heat.

“Is he right, dove? You about to cum?,” Bruce pinched your nipples harder making your moans fall on their ears like a beautiful symphony.

“Gonna cum,” you confirm.

He flicked the switch higher and your legs shook harder as you fought your body to keep the wand against your clit. You were easily overstimulated but you loved it due to the euphoria subspace brings in the midst of it.

“Gonna be a good girl and show them how cute you look when you cum?,”

Everyone was still surprised with the way Bruce talked to you. So encouraging yet sweetly nasty.

They all had their eyes glued on you. Not sure whether to keep their eyes on your pussy or your facial expressions, an internal conflict they all had to fight because both were sinfully enticing.

Bruce’s hands pin your thighs down as you threw the toy to the side once you started to cum. Their jaws dropped when they saw gushes of clear fluid coming from you. Your body convulsing as gush after gush came. Squirting right at the foot of the bed where the three sat.

“Oh Jesus,” Sam whispered to himself

“This... is why I wanted a front row seat,” Tony pointed to the wetness on your comforter.

“I can die happy after seeing that,” Wanda whimpered.

Right along with Wanda, you whimpered as well as Bruce wrapped a hand around your throat and fingers entering your soaking pussy. The wetness was explicit as it made sloppy noises while he finger fucked you. You couldn’t catch your breath with him choking you, you didn’t want to.

“Harder, Daddy!,” wanting it all. You moved against his fingers and clasped your hands over his to get him to squeeze your throat harder. You wanted your pulse to pound like ceremonial drums.

Steve was entranced with the way your eyes fluttered. So genuine and overtaken with pleasure, he watched the way your little toes curled, you were about to cum again.

“Who wants to finish her off?,”

“Me!,” Thor shot straight up and moved across the bed. Everyone groaning at themselves for being too enthralled in you to realize what Bruce asked.

He removed his fingers and held them to his side

“Can I taste her then?,” Wanda asked, eyeing Bruce’s dripping fingers, she was parched and only you could quench her thirst.

Thor pushed two of his thick fingers deep in you. Seemingly already knowing how to make you explode.

“You’re so warm,” Thor sighed to himself. Tony was jealous. He wanted to touch you or taste you. Hell all of them did, but Tony? He was willing to fight for it, as childish as that might seem. You were like a siren and he was a sailor falling for your song.

Thor moved to the side so everyone could see him pushing you to the edge. Wanda looked you right in your eyes as she sucked you off Bruce’s fingers and it happened again, your eyes couldn’t stay open, it sounded like you had water in your ears as you let out a moan that could put wolves howling at the moon to shame.

“Yes, Don’t stop, little dove,” Thor encouraged. You were about to clamp your thighs shut but Bruce wasn’t having it.

“Be a good girl and keep that pussy on display,”

Tears began running down your cheeks already, a little smile showing on your lips as you began coming down.

“She’s a cryer? They’re my favorite,” Clint groaned to himself. He loved pushing his lovers the edge of ecstasy, he loved pushing them over that hill to get their minds blank, cumming so hard they cry.

He wanted to make you cry.

Thor retracted from you but not before placing a kiss on your cheek, “You really are a good girl,”

He took his seat by Wanda and sucked on a finger to experience your essence. It was like drinking sweet, refreshing cranberry juice on a hot day. He let Wanda suck you off his other finger and you shook at the actions.

You didn’t have time to comprehend it though before Bruce moved from behind you to position himself between your legs, knelt at the foot of the bed, right at Tony’s feet. Bruce pulled you closer until his nose nudged your clit and he laced his fingers with yours.

“You hungry?,” You teased. Bruce was a sucker for eating you out. He made sure to every time, he relished in your taste.

“Always,” you felt his wet warm tongue graze your clit and your nails dug into his hands. You were dripping, two orgasms prior, you couldn’t help it. Your legs were raised and toes curled as he buried his face in you.

Your toes brushed Tony’s legs and it sent blood rushing to the head of his cock. Your coral painted toes looked beautiful against your brown skin. He took your foot in his hand and massaged it watching you before taking his next bold step and sucking your first two toes in his mouth.

Your breath hitched and you sat up on your elbows, eyes wide, watching him suck on your toes like a fudge pop before it melted. It was a sensation you never felt before but damn it had you giving Bruce more arousal suck up.

“Daddy you eat my pussy so. fucking. gooood!,” your head fell back against the bed and you fucked yourself onto his tongue, “Especially while Daddy Tony sucks on my toes,”

Bruce has no idea what was going on behind his back but he gauged your reaction, realizing you must like whatever his best friend is doing to you, even if it’s new.

Tony kisses up and down your calf while massaging the soles of your foot. You were pushed to another orgasm when Bruce sucked and nipped at your clit and Tony sucked your pretty, clean toes back in his mouth. You looked him right in the eyes as you came. More tears rushing to your eyes and falling down your hot cheeks as you came with a loud cry.

“Fuck!,” you’re left panting and dazed. Bruce crawls over you and kisses the shell of your ear before whispering,

“Been dying to see you get sloppy while sucking another cock... so pick one,”

You’re in shock. This went from everyone wanting to watch to everyone getting a go at you. But hey, you weren’t complaining. Not like they all weren’t pining after you.

“Sammy,” you huff in a confident breath, “I want Sammy,” you said loudly.

He heard his name and his eyes widened like deer in head lights, “Sammy what?,”

“I want you to fuck my mouth,”

“You sure?,”

He knew you and Bruce didn’t have a label but shit you might as well. He didn’t want to cross boundaries.

“I let a literal God finger fuck her and Tony sucked her toes,” Bruce sat up off the bed and motioned for Sam to take his spot. He undid his pants in a flash and you got right to business. Your face in his lap, ass up in the air, everyone wanted to either eat you or fuck you.

“Nat?,” Bruce said from behind her. She didn’t even look at him, she was too into the way you were gagging, too into the way spit dripped down your chin. Sam was having a field day and he was about to cum easily.

“Yeah?.”

“Go ahead and get a taste,”

She crawled on the bed toward your waiting pussy, your inner thighs were shiny from your pussy dripping cum. You felt her tongue on your thighs and it was much softer than Bruce’s, it tickled almost. She moved her tongue against like you were a melting scoop of ice cream ready to fall off the cone.

Then she went for the gold and it had you gagging more on Sam, he didn’t even have time to warn you that he was cumming. He felt bad that it shot straight down your throat but you swallowed it welcomly. You could tell he had a balanced diet just by the taste and you loved it.

Natasha position herself right under you so you were sitting on her face. You were so caught up in the feeling of her tongue that you didn’t even hear Bruce tell Bucky to get a taste too. Bucky was a major ass kinda guy. Everyone knew he loved your ass, so it didn’t surprise anyone when he straddled Natasha amd his tongue met hers as he licked from your clit all the way to your ass.

“You guys are killing me,” you had your head hung low and a pillow clenched tight in your fists. Sam finally stood up, his legs still feeling like jelly, went back to his chair to enjoy you lose your sanity.

“She likes sucking fingers, do your best,” he slapped Steve on the shoulder and when you felt his strong hand gripping your face you fell apart.

“Open up, dove,”

You followed the Captain’s rules and happily sucked his thumb while he palmed himself through his lounge pants. He loved the way your lips wrapped around his finger. Sucking like your life depended on it. Then he removed his thumb and thrusted his middle and finger in, making you gag just to see those pretty tears. Your gagging caused your walls to tremble around Natasha’s fingers and the way she moaned against you had you leaning into Steve’s fingers more. Then you felt a cool, slick metal finger push through your tight ring of muscle and it had you rearing back from Steve’s fingers to face plants in a pillow as you cum again.

“Oh keep cumming for me, Dove,” Nat didn’t hesitate to slurp you up like the last remaining bit of a slushee. Bucky’s finger felt so good in you and he kissed your cheeks. Your body fell limp and everyone pulled back from you.

“Daddy I need you,” you really just needed him in your guts right now.

Bruce realized the only one who didn’t get anything out of you was Clint, but in all honestly Clint was fine with just watching right now, another chance would arise.

Bruce came back over to you cradling your body in his before moving you on your hands and knees so you faced the team.

“You okay? What’s your color?,” his hands soothes over your hot body and he easily calmed you down.

“Hot pink,”

Hot pink meant you were great and right on the edge of subspace. You felt the tip of his cock brush against your clit, collecting some of your juices on him.

“Fuck, look at you. You like it when I let the team have turns with you knowing they’ve been wanting you?,”

He didn’t even let you answer before plunging in deep. A deep gasp from you filled the room.

“You liked feeling someone else’s mouth on your pussy? Someone else’s finger in your ass, dove?,”

“Oh my God,” You bit your lip and let your head fall on the bed until you felt someone’s hand lift your face. It was Tony.

“Be a good girl for us and keep that head up, yeah?,”

“Answer him,” Steve commented

“Y-Yes yes!!,”

Wave after wave of tingles had your stomach coiling as Bruce had your hips in a tight grip, getting as deep as he can. He was so deep he hit your cervix, it hurt a bit, but it was a good hurt that had you ready to cum and maybe black out from so many orgasms.

“You liked having another heavy dick in your throat didn’t you? You liked feeling a God’s fingers deep in your greedy cunt didn’t you, dove? You love people relishing in your fucking taste? Huh? Is that why you’re so fucking soaked for daddy?,”

Your vision was a blur of tears, Tony moved his hand to your throat and squeezed, making you gasp. He loved feeling like he had power, “Answer your daddy,”

“Yes, yes I love it!,” your squeal echoes in the room and You have everyone either clenching their thighs or palming themselves to the point of blowing one.

“Oh, oh God, Daddy harder, I need it harder,” you begged, body ready to fall limp. You never could trust your strength in this moment because you did fall limp and Bruce laid right into you, fingers finding their way into your hair as he tugged.

“C-Clint,” you called out for him, “Smack me, please,”

Tony scooted back so Clint could kneel in front of you like a knight to a Queen.

“You’re so fucking pretty when you cry and beg,” he whispered, holding your cheek so gently but the slap he delivered didn’t match at all.

“M-more!,”

“She’s deep in it now,” Wanda whines, she could always tell when you were in subspace. Each time Clint slapped you, your pussy clenched Bruce tight, ready to milk him dry.

“Fuck, dove,” Bruce keeled into your ear, “You’re gonna make me cum baby,”

Bruce kissed all over your shoulders, spread your legs wide so he could see your pussy taking him in, he loved the way your ass cheeks and thick thighs rippled with each thrust he made.

“You let them touch you but whose good girl are you?,”

“Yours, Daddy. Only yours!,” you sobbed, “only your good girl, daddy,” hiccuping and ready to cum.

“Cum for me baby, be a good girl and let go,”

He kissed your wet cheek softly and for some reason that action pushed you over the edge.

You raise up in your palms and rear your ass back against him to hold him perfectly at that angle. The team shivers at the way your eyes roll back into your head, it puts a demon possession to shame. You’re whining and whimpering and shivering.

“I want you to cum in me, daddy. Pl-please,” you groan as he spanks your ass. He flips you over and pins your hands by your head. Your mouth is wide open in a silent scream as you see his eyes and neck turning green.

It should scare you, but it just has you opening your legs wider.

“Yes daddy!! Don’t stop, don’t stop, please don’t stop,”

He just about hulks out as he cums with a sexy roar that almost deafens you. You’re staring up at him with a teary smile until you cover your face and let out a wail.

“Fuck! Th-thank you so much,”

He removed your hands from your face and kisses your tears away. Loving the salty taste they leave on his lips, “you’re such a good girl.” He calms you down with sweet words and a nice bath while the others set his room up the way it was before. He soothes you into a nap and goes to find the others once he hears your gentle snores.

“My glasses recorded everything, can I keep it or is that too much,” Tony sat with a glass of scotch and a bulge in his pants.

“That’s a Y/N question,” he shrugs, “She’ll probably want to watch it with you,”

The others still sit around dazed that all of that really happened. Sam’s legs are still twitching, Natasha, Thor, Bucky and Wanda can still taste you on their tongues and they can only hope to get more.

“How would you feel about...,” Clint shrugged, “Each of us having our own little solo fun with little dove?,”

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its-ya-boi-autumn · 5 years ago

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Again, it’s very early in the freaking morning, so I have another fluff for you because I’m starting to enjoy these 😊 I hope you guys are too 😅 I’m trying to make them longer~

You hadn't really expected to make it this far. By the fourth phase, you were exhausted. And knowing you had to target someone and were being targetted made every thing worse. The boat made you sick to your stomach and the island was still a pretty far distance up ahead. You regretted everything that had led you up to this point as of right now as you sat at the edge of the boat, waiting for another round of bile to rise up in your throat.

The boat was completely silent. Nobody had said a word to each other after seeing their target card. They had become suspicious about the people around them, not wanting to reveal anything too much. You glanced around the boat, seeing if anyone's face matched a number you may have seen.

Of course, as you had expected, nobody had. Really, no one was speaking to one another beside two boys who seemed to be pretty good friends. Others must have hidden away inside the boat somewhere.

You noticed a man in green clothes with purple hair and needles in his face, sitting with another man who had pink hair and wore odd clothes as well. They were speaking with one another, calmly talking as if this was nothing wrong with the situation, just like the two boys had been.

You felt another round of vomit surprise you and you stood up to retch outside of the boat, feeling miserable and weak already. After a few minutes that felt like hours, the boat had finally hit the island. You got some sort of relief at last, standing up and wiping your excretion from your face with a napkin you had taken from the airship.

Looking over at the two again, the man in green stood up first. He was quite tall and slim, walking over towards the side of the boat. His head shook and clicked as he moved. Strange. You were curious now and felt the need to ask about it for some reason. So, you choose to stroll over to the man.

The second you came into his vicinity, he stopped walking and turned to face you. The needles in his face took you off guard a little more as you moved closer. You fiddled with your hands a little while he stared down at you.

"Can I help you?" his voice sounded robotic and mechanical. You jumped slightly, a small gasp leaving your mouth. You had almost forgotten to answer. After blinking a few times, trying to reassess where you were and what you were doing, you finally spoke up.

"How did you do that?" you sounded childish. You didn't pay too much attention to yourself though, simply looking on at his face and chest.

"Do what?" he tilted his head, twitching and creaking along with the movements. You pointed at his face rudely.

"All the needles, doesn't that hurt?"

"No, not at all." his eyes scanned you, searching for something it seemed. Maybe who you were and why you were bugging him. You tilted your head for further indication of your curiosity for the man.

"It's acupuncture, you seem quite uncultured." he spoke bluntly, but you didn't mind.

"A little I guess, I don't get out much. I prefer the indoors. Why did you take the exam?" now you really sounded like a child. You felt a little bad for the man, then again he didn't seem to be getting irritated or anything. He simply answered what you asked him without fret.

"I need the license for a job I'm doing at home." he state bluntly again. He started moving toward the edge of the boat where people were about to get off and move to the island. You followed him subconsciously it seemed, gawking at his head as it moved side to side vigorously. It truly was strange. How could he stick needles in his face and not feel it?

He quietly walked off the boat after the man with pink hair, not bothering to follow him again. You were up next, going in the same direction as the man with needles in his head. It was a little creepy, you had to admit, but you were just curious. You searched around for him a little bit. After peeking behind a tree, you found him standing there, as if he was waiting for someone.

"Ah, so I was correct." he stated, toying with a needle in his hand. You blushed a little, but other than that you only blinked. You toddled up to the man, standing in front of him again. You knew he could just kill you if he wanted to. However, you were so intruiged as to how this 'acupuncture' worked. You continued looking up at his face.

He sighed, beginning to take the needles out of his face. Almost immediately, his face contorted. His face got smaller, pale skin and large black eyes stared down at you. He looked completely unphased as his long black hair fell down his back smoothly. You gaped at him, he looked nothing like he did a few seconds ago.

"Woah..." you whispered, not noticing yourself bouncing a little. He tilted his head to the side. Interesting...

"You seem to like that..." he said more to himself than to you. Again, you took no offense to him, simply replaying the moment in your mind again and again.

"How did you do that?" you questioned. He blinked.

"I can't tell you yet. You find out later in the exam." he explained briefly, turning to leave.

"Wait sir!" you spoke a little loudly, wincing at the noise. He turned, eyes wide with what was possibly surprise at your volume.

"Do you mind if I ask for your name?" you rushed up to him, standing in front of him again. He came back to you.

"Illumi Zoldyck." he state plainly. The name sounded familiar, but you couldn't place it anywhere. You rolled it around your tongue like candy, repeating it quietly to yourself. You squinted at him, trying to see if you knew him from any where.

Though, what you didn't know was that he was actually curious to know who you were as well, he just hadn't asked. He found it slightly endearing that you hadn't been afraid of him or you at least hadn't shown it. Illumi liked that you wanted to be around him despite how strange that was. You looked down at your feet, shy but not fearful.

"Fine then, what's your name?" he finally asked you. You glanced up at him again, a blush finally coloring your cheeks. He stared down at you. Waiting.

"Oh! Y/N, sorry, your name sounds familiar." you allowed it to slip out. His eyes widened a little. Though it was no surprise that the Zoldycks were well known around the place, maybe you weren't as uncultured as he originally thought. He hummed to himself, and you were afraid you'd done something wrong.

"Do you know of the Zoldyck family then?" he asked suddenly. Then it clicked. You audibly gasped, covering your mouth. Illumi held back a small smile at your reaction. Again, not fearful, but surprised. You removed your hand from your mouth, showing a slight blush again and a gentle smile.

"Oh..." your voice was soft against the wind. Even after the fact that a well known assassin was standing in front you had to of settled in, your reaction didn't change negatively. You seemed to be waiting for something, but he didn't know what. All he knew was that your genuine reaction to him was something different. You didn't run from him and instead kept following behind as he moved on through the exam. Normally Illumi wouldn't want to feel like he was protecting anybody besides Killua, but this new feeling with you behind him set something slightly sparkly off. He enjoyed it without letting it show too much.

#illumi #hxh #hunter exam #my work #i tried to make it cute #illumi is so hard to write for #if someone can give me tips #please do #i need them

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naturaldisasterfanfiction · 4 years ago

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I stayed a few more days in Barbados before I rushed back to London, I needed to recuperate my thoughts still. I needed some peace and downtime, Barbados is the place for that, some inner peace before I throw myself into work and get my life in order before I can’t step outside. I feel sick, I am saying feel when I was sick twice on the jet, I don’t feel good at all but I need to gather myself before landing because I have a meeting to attend to as soon as I land in London. I am feeling a little better, more positive as I learn to accept my situation and learn the fact I will be a mother, I don’t have long. I keep saying this but because I haven’t prepared my work schedule is long and now I have to shorten that, I just want to be on my last months and be relaxing, I just can’t believe I am going to be a mother, I will be someone’s mother, will my child be proud of me. Will they love me, will they think their mother is the best, can I be the best mother, can I be like my own mother. Nothing else matters, like everyone’s opinion of me does not matter if my child doesn’t think I am good, I am shocking myself for feeling this way when I called it a mistake but it’s really making me have these types of feelings. I just can’t believe I am pregnant, I am more than overwhelmed but I hate that I have to somehow tell the world about it, like I would want to keep this a secret forever but then I want to show that my baby is not a mistake either. I have to really get my head in gear, my mom is with me like a bodyguard which I don’t mind at all, she is the best “you know what, everything is going to be ok. Cardi B is a step mother to three other kids, offset had I think like three others, so it’s ok you know. Everything will be fine” dragging my eyes away from the jet window and at Jen “sorry, what are you insinuating?” staring at Jen, what is she talking about “that this set out is ok” staring at her in confusion “are you working or thinking of me? Are you trying to say Chris and I are together now?” Jen laughed “well, I don’t know but I am trying to make you feel better bitch” Jen is a whole trip, acting like I am getting with him “I am nobodies step mother thank you, girl. What is even on your mind Jen!” I shouted at her.

My shouting woke my mom up, she fell asleep “oops” ducking my head down “if Mel were here she would agree to disagree, Debbie. I said nothing wrong” I wish the bitch was here, Mel stayed behind to stay with her family for a while which I don’t mind but I miss her already, she will join me soon on this trip “I am not going to be with him even though I was sad, I am not going to get the whole baby daddy thing. The whole loving thing, I am just going to be on this journey on my own, but I think Chris I are pretty set on our way. When speaking to him it was weird because all he did was stare at me with puppy dog eyes and he did what I said but he has so much mess, so I think with us it will be about the baby if Chris learns to listen so you wrong. I am not a step mother” I pointed at both Debbie and Jen “right, let’s skip a year. Coming up it will be baby big head first birthday party. This is just a scenario, the party is happening, and Chris asks can his daughter and son come, which are half of your child. They will be siblings, even though I have a feeling you both will be disagreeing a lot. What are you going to do, things like this will come up?” Debbie is right, this will come up so how would I even handle that “it’s hard, I know how people dislike him in my camp. Not you guys but there is still some that don’t like him. I wouldn’t want his mom involved either way, the Joyce I see is not what I remember, she is very controlling in terms of I will have the kids but she is not telling him you had sex, you had the kids so you deal with it. She seems to like I don’t know; I am just looking outside in; she just accepts his behaviour this is why he doesn’t learn. She can visit like any grandma and that is it. I wouldn’t shut everyone out, but I need to control my setting” I am just talking right now “you are confused aren’t you? Didn’t think of that one did you” shaking my head “I say, if Chris is playing ball. He is being the best baby daddy; he is active, and all is well. Let the siblings meet with you there unless it’s going to be baby passing?” furrowing my eyebrows “huh?” Jen be coming out with words “like you give him weekends and then he passes it back?” I scoffed “no way, I will not do that. That is my baby!” I spat “if Chris and I work out how I hope then I will not be silly, I will let them see the baby and I will try and allow it. I like my life controlled, like now. How nobody knows things, letting Chris in can just create a gap where people can see in, we will see” there is so much to think about and do.

Jen and Debbie has put scenarios to me and I need it, I think I need to be aware and think of what is around “ok, I have come up with another one” Debbie clicked her fingers across from me in the car going to the apartment “what are you girls doing?” my mom asked confused “we are putting scenarios to Robyn to see how she will react, she is failing Monica” putting a finger up at Jen, she is annoying “ok, the child is three and Chris wants the child to spend Christmas with him?” I groaned out “no” I said straight up “you need to go to court bitch” Jen spat, and I just screamed out laughing “take your ass to court, you are playing now. I know you just being childish” she pointed at me saying as I laughed “you girls need to take it more seriously now; this could all be true. And you, you need to know you may need to give and take, give my grandchild the stable life” here comes the fun police, my mom is not playing “I know, we are just joking” smirking at Jen, she is stupid that girl “what are you going to say to Roc Nation? That you knocked up now so peace?” nodding my head, that is a good thing “pretty much, see you when I see you but it’s there. I love music and I would go back to it and someone asks for a feature I’m there, period. It’s going to be about me and my baby, it has to be. But the answers I am saying now will change, I just need to put things in perspective and just get on with it. I will need you girls to slap me and tell me to sit when I am doing too much because I am going to be working so hard, I need too” that is my priority right now, my empire needs to be ok before I can just leave it to the side “Fenty baby clothes” Jen said pointing at me “girl no, let’s not do this, I have enough on my plate!” I don’t need more even though it is a great idea.

That reminds me I need to make a doctor’s appointment, walking into my apartment “seriously, the mess? Rorrey, come on” they use my apartment and just make it a mess, stopping abruptly and turning around “Jen, can you make me an appointment. The Portland Hospital, it’s the most private and the best. I did my research, the queens here have it there. Make sure it’s on the low, you know” Jen nodded her head “I will get on it, I am like so excited for you. I am more excited then I was for my own kids” Jen is cute “woah, mom is here? What is the event” Rorrey said behind me “the event is seeing the mess you made of my place, not heard of trying to clean” Rorrey gave me a hug “I didn’t know when you would be back, I would have cleaned of course” I guess so “did you get the memo then bitch?” Ja rolled his eyes “I got the memo and then came back around, what is it you want to tell moi? You ditched the meeting for the clothing?” hugging Ja “mhmm, I have some news. Rorrey, mom. Sit your bitch ass down then” pushing at Ja “I could be in France right now, the schedule is so off now” he huffed out as he sat down on the couch “we will catch up, this was important and I had to go. Thank you for filling the place for me, I know you had to guess what I would like and so on, so thank you” Ja held his wine glass up “you are my queen” watching Rorrey sit down, Rorrey is very much more over protective of me then Rajad, he acts like he is my older brother because he feels he needs too, I am a little nervous to tell him such a thing, Rajad was easy to tell because he barely cares.

My mom is here so I have my bodyguard, she will be here taking up for me on the corner. I am feeling it now “so bitch, what the hell?” Ja said, Rorrey is making me nervous “erm, so I have some news for you both. This is something that has to be kept in house but of course, I trust you all. My circle, so yes. I flew to Barbados, unexpected of me. I fainted after the meeting with Seth for the Clara foundation, which is not like me at all. Melissa pushed me to get checked out, I did” clasping my hands together “the doctor took my blood and he came back, he told me that I am pregnant” Rorrey’ reaction is totally different “you said about a donor but I thought you was joking? What do you mean pregnant? Out of thin air?” licking my top lip, this is not the tip of it and he’s kicking off now “chile, you really having a baby? Oh my god. Well a congratulations are in order!” Rorrey put his hand up at Ja “when people have sex things like that can happen? It’s not a secret” Ja needs to shut up “I am talking to my sister” Rorrey said unamused by it all “you need to remember she is older than you, so you better show some respect. She has a father” my mom said to him “I am asking a question, so why now? How is that even logical. You hanging with Drake, so you’re his second baby mother? Come on now, I didn’t even like Hassan because you were going to end up being one of his six wives. Why can’t you just behave. So, you fucking with Drake again? You admitted to the world you don’t like him but having sex with him, how foolish is that. I just want better for you. You deserve it” looking at my mom “I am pregnant and that is all you need to know” this is what I need to get used too because the Chris part is going to cause a breakdown “so the baby has no father? You know how much I hated not having a father around?” I groaned out “Rorrey, you’re getting on my fucking nerves! Support me!” I shouted “I always do! I am always supporting you and your lifestyle, I just want you to find a man and settle, now you are pregnant by who? Drake, that is why you are shying away from it, ashamed to be his second baby mother” Ja is looking in horror, he has worked it out. Ja is not stupid at all, he knows already “I love you Robyn, just wanted better for you” this puts me in a dilemma to tell him, but he will eventually find out “I know the father” I said, looking at Ja and he is laughing which is annoying.

“Chile” overhearing Ja “you the fucking dad? What is funny?” Rorrey said, Ja pulled a face at him “who is it then? Am I right? I’m over it now” he waved me off “Chris is the father” Rorrey is still waving me off before rubbing his face “I mean come on Rorrey, we were all at that party” I might as well tell him the truth, it’s going to come out “Chris Brown, wow. You just continue to improve, you know what. Ja is right, I mean come on. I was there, I saw it all. I saw the happiness on your face, the enjoyment. You were feeling yourself with him, I was stupid to not think that. Fuck me Robyn” he got up from the couch, Ja held up three fingers at me “fuck you” turning to Rorrey “he doesn’t know and for now that is all it will be, until I can work out things. I was going to get rid of it, I myself had a meltdown and then I found out that possibly my baby has a heartbeat and I can’t do it, no matter who the dad is, that is my baby. It was one night, it happened and now I got a blessing. Like mom said, no I haven’t thought of what other’s reaction will be because I want just my family to know” Rorrey nodded his head, he is not impressed “you’re just like the gift that just keeps on giving, from sperm donor, to Chris Brown that gives his sperm out like it’s water” Rorrey put his hands up “the donor doesn’t sound so bad after all but” he paused “you’re my sister and I will be here for you, and the baby” that is all I wanted to hear “we need to support Robyn in this, if we can’t uplift her then who will” my mom said “I guess it’s congratulations, I am happy for you” Rorrey walked over to me, wrapping his arms around me “just no man is good enough for you, you deserve the world Robyn and this baby will be loved, uncle got it” I chuckled, Rorrey doesn’t deem many men good enough for me.

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