#like when you see you boyfriend fully accepted as part of your family like watching your brother stabd up for your boyfriend

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I wish there were was a scene or two where it is Sokka who has to pull Aang out of the avatar state frenzy.

Maybe Katara isn’t around for some reason (dealing with an active threat or she was just too far away) and it's Sokka that has to step up. because I do like the gradual growth of his reaction of aang in the avatar state going from complete fear to not leaving the area to stay with aang and I think it would have been a nice ed to have him be the one to pull aang out of it one time.

Not because I want to undermine Kataang because they are great. I do not want to ship sokka and Aang. But I just think it would have really added another layer to Sokka and Aang’s friendship besides them being silly and having fun together. I don’t think they really have any introspective moments with just each other like taht and I think one or 2 scenes like this would have deepened their friendship immensely (not that’s it’s not already great!)

Just Sokka deciding that Katara’s not here and Aang needs help now and so he’s got to do it. Every instinct he has is telling him to back away but he’s got to push through because Aang is his best friend, his brother and he’s not going to leave him.

I just think that would have been a nice little bow on their friendship arc with sokka being the more distrusting and harder to win over of the siblings. Like Kind of the inverse of Zuko and Katara’s friendship.

Like can you just imagine Sokka going; “ I got you buddy, I got you I’m right here” as he grips Aang tightly because he’s not the best at comforting words and and so all he can do is hold Aang close and remind him that he’s there that he’ll always be there for him.

I think that would’ve have been amazing.

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Hide And Seek

Hi guys!

Another request that you can find it here, even if I'm only going to write it at one part.

Resume : Two times you and your secret girlfriend almost got caught by your big sister and the time she caught you.

Warning : Fluff, swearing (because it's Lucy), a little bit of angst because I like it with happy ending. !BronzeReader

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You met Alessia thanks to your big sister Lucy Bronze. These two playing together in the national team, it was not difficult to meet her. You meet her several times even, whether at parties for their different victories or when you go to see Lucy at her training sessions. You always thought Alessia was beautiful, but when you heard her talk about her boyfriend with Ella a few years ago, you got used to the idea that it was better to give up.

The months and years passed and Alessia was single for a little while when you had the opportunity to have a moment of exchange just the two of them, during their final won at the Euro. After having celebrated this with the families, some of them decided to extend the party in nightclub and you accepted when Lucy offered to accompany them. Jorge being a father, he had to resolve to let his two sisters go without him, but you promised him to stay wise and not drink too much.

Lucy, on the other hand, just sneered at him. She is dancing in the middle of the track with several of her teammates, including a Leah Williamson in fire. For your part, you watch the scene with a smile, proud of what your sister and her team has achieved.

"What are you doing alone?"

You raise your head to realize that the person who asked you this question is nobody but Alessia. You joked that it could have passed for a lame line from a lame flirt and when she blushed while sitting next to you you found yourself falling for her even harder.

You discussed the rest of the night, interrupted only when the nightclub owners kicked you out. When you arrived home, you could see that Alessia had started following you on Instagram and your relationship started like that. You made the decision not to tell anyone, starting with Lucy. There are some implicit rules in family life, starting with not getting in a relationship with your sister’s friends.

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The first time you almost got caught was during the winter football break.

"Raise and shine baby, your sister's here!"

You are awakened with a start, the voice of your sister causing you a start of panic attack. This is not the first time she comes at yours when she's home from Barcelona, usually to bring you breakfast and spend time with you. And you like it, as much as you love your big sister.

However, this morning, there is Alessia with you in your bed. An Alessia not fully dressed, hair in bulk and eyes still asleep. This doesn't prevent her from throwing you a look of pure panic. Lucy doesn’t know that you two share more than a purely friendly relationship, you know that she wouldn’t appreciate you dating one of her friends. Just as it would be perfectly reciprocal if things were reversed.

"Y/N are you still sleeping? It’s past 10am"

You have always been a big sleeper, you are constantly quarrelled with this in your family. You quickly get up from your bed and beckons Alessia to do the same.

"I’m coming! Give me time to get dressed and I’ll come" you answer.

She grumbles and settles on your sofa, turning on the television. You appreciate even more the fact that she feels at home when she is at yours. This will allow you to whisper with Alessia to get you out of this bad step.

"You have to hide" you mumble to Alessia while putting a t-shirt.

"Where? I won’t hide in your closet, I warn you"

"Get dressed to start"

Alessia’s blue eyes cast a reproachful glance at you, certainly linked to the tone of the voice you just used. You apologize with a look and watch her get dressed.

"Go find your sister instead of looking at me, creep"

You roll your eyes and gently open the door to find Lucy actually installed in the living room. When she sees you appear she jumps on her legs and hurries to join the kitchen. Maybe things aren’t going to be as complicated as you thought.

All you have to do is keep her from entering your bedroom.

Lucy sitting at your kitchen table, you exchange the latest news of your lives while you put what she brought on plates. You listen to her talk about her life in Barcelona and you smirks when you hear her talk about this famous girl who seems to take more and more in her life, maybe joining Barcelona this summer.

"What?" she asks you when she sees you smiling.

"Nothing" you answer before laughing and biting into your toast.

You change the subject of conversation, going back to your nephew’s next birthday hoping that she does not delay too much. You can’t help but think of Alessia still waiting to get out of your bedroom.

"By the way, I need my camera back. You have it, you know where you put it?"

Busy doing the dishes after your breakfast and a few games of Mario Kart, you start answering without really thinking.

"It's on the dresser in my bedr…"

Holly shit.

By the time you turn around, Lucy’s already headed to your room and opened the door. You run after her, ready to face Alessia lying on your bed, but she’s not visible anywhere.

"Thank you" Lucy smiles, not noticing your lost look. "I have to go, but I’ll see you later ok?"

"Sure. Can't wait to meet Ona though" you mumble, still looking around.

She gives you a light punch behind the back of the skull, puts a kiss on your cheek and left as fast as she came. The door of your apartment closes and you turn towards your room.

"Lessi?"

The door of your closet opens slowly to reveal your girlfriend, her eyes cold and her face closed. She is really not happy at all.

"I am so sorry"

She grumbles for any answer but accepts the hand you hold out to help her get out of the furniture. You tell her again your apology, applying yourself to lay as many kisses on her face as possible, until she finally offers you one of her smiles that you love so much.

"It’s an original way to get out of the closet, though" you joke softly in the pit of her ear.

She frowns and punches you in the back of the head, right where Lucy did it to you earlier.

"Ouch? I didn’t know you were in the category of abusive girlfriends?"

She rolls her eyes and leaves the room, making you smile when seeing her rush to the toilet. You go back to the living room and prepare a plate with what’s left of the breakfast, determined to make amends. And, sorry Lucy, but you can’t help but tell her about your sister’s confidences earlier.

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The second time you almost got caught was during the World Cup. You made the trip for the entire tournament, officially to support your beloved big sister. Unofficially to spend time with your girlfriend, which you simply can’t live without. You spent two separate weeks for her training camp and that was enough for you. By an incredible chance you found a job in London to be able to follow Alessia without it attracting anyone’s attention. Maybe because you were in the confidence of Alessia leaving Manchester for Arsenal from the beginning and you were able to do things smoothly.

After resigning, you have almost two months free before returning to work and you decided to fly to Australia.

Alessia sharing her room with Ella, you have at first to show imagination to be able to see you. Even if you are in the stands every time, it’s obviously out of the question that she comes to kiss you as if nothing had happened. Alessia finally confessed that she was seeing someone, not to mention your identity. Ella tried to find out more, but the pretty blonde didn’t want to embarrass her best friend and make her life complicated. If Lucy finds out about you and knows that Ella also knows, Tooney might get scolded too.

Except it only lasted four days before Ella understood. After helping Alessia escape from the surveillance of their teammates for a secret date on a beach, Ella didn’t think much of anything anymore. Eager to change her mind, she proposed a little noctune ride to everyone and this was accepted by Lucy, always willing to discover the voisinnage, Mary and Maya.

It was only when they turned around a street corner that they had never explored to come across a small beach that an alarm sounded in her head. She easily recognized the silhouette of her best friend, sitting on the wall at the beginning of the beach. However, she didn’t have time to try to recognize who was with Alessia that Lucy’s incredulous voice resonated beside her.

"Y/N?"

When you heard the voice of your older sister, you jumped and hurried to get up. And Ella understood.

"What are you doing here?"

"We asked her to come see you, we made this with Alessia" the surprise passed, Ella quickly made her brain work. " You seemed a little down by your knee so we thought seeing someone from your family would make you happy. Lessi had to meet her here and I had to take you there."

Alessia’s panicked look quickly turned into a look of relief when Lucy seemed to gladly accept the answer. Especially since it is true that her knee worries her and that the idea that this World Cup is the last one works a lot.

So happily passing her arm around your shoulders, she takes you a little further away from the others. Luckily, Maya and Mary didn’t seem to doubt Ella’s story. But seeing her best friend’s eyes, Alessia quickly understood that she was going to have some explanations to give her.

In any case, fortunately your kissing session had ended a few minutes earlier.

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Lucy is back from Barcelona for the training camps for the national team, like many of her teammates. With the latter taking place in London, Alessia doesn’t have much to do to join it on the first day. And fortunately, since the evening before you went out to see a concert and it’s possible that you will extend the evening by going for a drink somewhere. Alessia is not a stranger, but you are always careful not to be to intimate towards each other when you know you can be seen.

Except that last night, alcohol and the prospect of not being able to see you for a few days may have made you lose your mind.

And that’s why pictures of you and Alessia kissing each other appeared on the net. These kisses against a red brick wall on a London street certainly brought a very pleasant moment when you returned to Alessia’s apartment, but if the blonde could disappear underground now, she would. Her teammates obviously came across the photos and teased her with it since this morning.

By a miracle, it’s almost impossible to recognize you. They only see your hair and your back while Alessia’s face is perfectly recognizable. Ella tried to divert the attention of their friends by all possibilities, discovering herself a fan-girl side for your couple, but in vain.

Even worse, attracted by the giggles of the girls and the pink cheeks of Alessia, Lucy comes to mingle in the conversation.

"What did I miss?" Lucy asks while sitting next to Mary.

"Alessia has a secret girlfriend" sings Lotte maliciously.

A little surprise laugh escapes from your big sister’s lips, which Alessia avoids looking in the eyes since she realized that she and you have exactly the same color.

"I thought you were straight?" asks Lucy, curiously looking at your blonde.

"I’ve never stuck labels on myself" Alessia mumbles as she looks at her hands.

"You’ve only been with boys so far" Esme gently says.

"What do you want me to say? She changed my mind."

That was true. Without making a fuss, Alessia had always imagined herself as heterosexual before getting closer to you and realizing that it was not friendly hugs that she wanted to give you.

"Let me see the pictures"

Lucy reaches out to Maya's phone, who willingly reaches out. Alessia wince when she sees Lucy reading the article and enlarging the photos. You also saw the article, obviously. You tried to reassure Alessia by telling her that no one could recognize you and that it would eventually settle down.

"Can’t you leave her alone?" intervenes Ella, anxious to protect her best friend.

But Lucy doesn’t listen, distracted by the photos. Her eyebrows gently frown.

"Wait, I know this tattoo"

Oh no. Paling in s

ight, Alessia rises most discreetly from her seat but barely has time to take a few steps that a roar sounds behind her.

"Alessia Mia Teresa Fucking Russo!"

Rushing to hide behind Mary who innocently enters the cafeteria, Alessia barely has time to hide behind the goalie’s shoulder as Lucy is already with her.

"Mary please, she’s going to kill me"

"Lucia what the fuck?" asks Mary, moving Lucy away from Alessia, putting her hand on her chest.

"It’s my sister! It’s my fucking little sister she’s kissing in these fucking pictures!"

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You didn't hear about Alessia that night.

You tried to call her at the same time as usual, but not seeing her answer you simply told yourself that she was busy and that she was going to call you back. When you saw that the hours were passing and that it was not the case, the worry that she was injured became too strong. So, despite your desire not to disturb people, you tried to contact Ella. She did not answer you either, increasing your anxiety.

With no one else aware, it was impossible to contact anyone else to ask about Alessia. So you spent a sleepless night looking at your phone screen hoping to get a message, but nothing. The day has passed and you have never been so ineffective in your life at work. Your fear turned into anxiety throughout the day, unable to distract your mind from Alessia.

It wasn’t until the evening that you received notification of a message from Alessia. Except the message you received was far from what you expected.

From LessiBaby 🧸❤️‍🔥 We are over

From You What are you talking about baby? Are you alright? I was really worried, what happened?

From LessiBaby 🧸❤️‍🔥 You and me. We are over I'm sorry Don't contact me again pls

And after that, Alessia had to block you since you couldn’t call her and none of your messages could be delivered to her.

A breakup with the woman you’re in love with is hard. But it’s even harder not to understand why. Everything was perfectly fine when she left for camp, she even took care to leave you several of her hoodies so that you can sleep with it in her absence, promising to see you as soon as she had the opportunity.

Then, finally, the infernal spiral of your thoughts made you understand that she had surely realized that she deserved better than you. A sportsman or woman like her, who surely does something more interesting than a simple job in an international compagny. Someone she could expose herself with.

On the third day of your breakup, you were unable to get out of bed to go to work. Feeling that something was wrong with you, your closest friend in London who is also one of your colleagues arrived at your house. She didn’t ask a question when she saw you in your pajamas at 2:00 in the afternoon, eating chocolate ice cream in front of the television.

Instead, she made you pack a bag and took you home for the weekend. The first day you refused to leave the guest room, only answering your mother’s messages so she wouldn’t think you were murdered in a dark alley in London. The second day you confided in Ashley about the whole story. She listened to you, didn’t judge you for a second and tried to give you some advice.

When Lucy wrote to you asking you to go for a drink, you refused on the pretext of having something planned with Ashley. You know that your sister would quickly understand that something is happening in your private life if she see you and you don’t want to talk to her about it.

The following Monday, you and your sadness returned to work under Ashley’s encouragement. Her boyfriend must have thought you were a psychopath but didn’t comment on your physical or mental state either. It allowed you to confirm to Ashley that he was a good man.

In the evening, you returned home, making a new night routine. Often just taking time to shower, you went back to bed quickly. The only news you have of Alessia is on England’s national team social media. Despite the pain of these images, you can’t help but look at them. She’s still beautiful. Tired maybe, but anyone is tired during these camps. You know they’re intense.

On Friday night, Ashley practically came to take you out of your bed to get out. She forced you to shower and put on something other than an Alessia sweater. However, you refused to wear make-up and fix your hair other way than a messy bun. You put on a ripped jeans and a white top with your black leather jacket and that’s enough.

You don’t know the bar Ashley is taking you to, which is not surprising since you’re still new to London. What you do know is that the hubbub that sounds as soon as you enter it will soon cause you a headache.

"Can you at least fake that you're not dying from the inside?" Ashley laugh softly after you had your drinks.

"Sorry" you mumble, well aware of your unpleasant company.

"I asked John to come to, is it ok?" Ashley asks, mentioning her boyfriend.

You mumble that it's fine, before the door open again leaving a group of about ten people to enter. You automatically glance at it before freezing to see who it is. There is at least half of the Lioness contingent. Mary, Milie, Leah, Keira, Lucy, Lauren, Beth, Georgia and Alessia and Ella closing the march. You shift on your seat, staring at Ashley.

"Did you do it on purpose?"

"No! Of course not!"

You don’t have to study her face long to understand that it’s not Ashley who did about it, but fate. Finishing your Daiqiri in one go, you turn towards your friend.

"You have five seconds to figure out a way to get me out of here without me getting noticed"

You didn’t respond to Lucy’s last messages with more than one sentence, also refusing a proposal to go for a coffee before one of her workouts. As for Alessia, you don’t have the courage to look at her now. You look at your fingers, fearing to turn into a salt statue or worse, to see her happy and smiling while you cried last night while not managing to open your new jar of jam.

Luckily, the small group chose a table at the end of the room, allowing you to think about an action plan.

"Your girlfriend doesn’t look very happy" says Ashley, who can’t resist observing them.

"Ex" you whisper, still looking at your fingers.

Ashley stay silent and you jump when someone falls between you on a chair. But it’s just John, leaning over to put a delicate kiss on Ashley’s lips. You greet him with a vague smile, happy to see that despite your breakup you manage to bear the happiness of others.

Ashley asked you if she could tell your story to John and you agreed, certain that the poor man didn’t care much about your problems. But you were wrong and he always show you kindness and empathie.

A grimace appears on his face when your friend informs him of the situation and you shrug your shoulders in return. It’s at this precise moment that you realize how much you miss your big brother and that you feel guilty for not having written to him these last days. John is friendly but he’s nothing like Jorge.

You end up looking at the players' table, automatically looking for Alessia’s figure. Sitting next to Ella, of course. If the latter seems in full conversation with Milie, Alessia is leaning against the back of the bench, staring at the table in front of her. It makes you frown, if she is at the initiative of your breakup, why does she seem sad too?

Your eyes slide down to your sister at the end of the table. Her head leaning on her hand, she also talks with someone you can’t see, her eyes going around the room to discover the decoration.

"I have to get out of here," you whisper as you turn to your couple of friends.

"I’ll help you."

John throws you his cap that you put on your head to hide yourself. You hope to sneak out discreetly. Getting up, you let yourself be carried away by John who passed a protective arm around your shoulders. You sigh of relief when he opens the door of the pub, before finding you nailed to the ground, facing Mary Earps.

"Y/N? Who’s that?"

Her eyes get cold when they lands on John and you quickly understand why. He also hurries to remove his arm from your shoulders, but you force the way out of the establishment. There’s no way you’re gonna get you spotted now.

"John, a friend. Don’t look at me like that, his girlfriend is inside and he was just helping me out."

After making sure he can leave you, John returns inside, probably impressed by Mary's icy look. You can understand.

"I’ll let your sister know you’re here" Mary informs you by grabbing her phone.

"No, no! please…"

Mary again raises her gaze on you and it’s your turn to find yourself in front of her icy gaze.

"Oh yes. Enough of your stories, I’m tired of Alessia looking at Lucy like she killed your whole family. And to see Lucy look at Alessia like she killed your whole family. And you look like someone who lost their whole family. If I don’t do it for you, I do it for my own sanity."

"I don’t understand what you’re saying "

Mary doesn’t answer, typing on her phone. You don’t have much time to think about it since Lucy comes out of the establishment, a questioning look on her face.

"Y/N?" makes Lucy gently before offering you a brief embrace.

You let her, determined to understand what’s going on before you get angry. You still missed her. A long silence passes, finally interrupted by Mary’s exasperated sigh.

"You’re not even trying. Okay. Lucy, explain why you made Alessia break up with your sister, please?"

"What?!" you jump.

You knew there was very little chance that Lucy would react well to this announcement, but between that and pushing Alessia to break up with you, there’s a world.

"I didn’t force her to break up, I told her what I thought of your relationship and the fact that you preferred to hide it from me rather than tell me."

"You told her that she was a traitor you couldn’t trust and that she should be ashamed of betraying her friends like she did."

Mary’s objection makes Lucy wince and makes you frown. You can imagine how much these words must have affected Alessia, it’s hardly anything that was thrown in her face when she left Manchester for Arsenal.

"What have you done Lucia?"

Even if she rolls her eyes when you say her full name, she still look embarrassed. And you, kinda angry.

"I messed up. I tried to talk to you this week about it, but you were always busy."

"I wasn't busy, I was fucking heartbroken Luce! You didn't have the right to get into my relationship!"

You're cold, but you can't understand how or why Lucy would make a move like this. You never said anything about her relationships, unless it was friendly teasing.

Lucy opens her mouth again to speak, but it is only Alessia’s sweet voice that you hear above all this hubbub.

"Y/N?"

"Hi" you sigh by sliding your hands in the pockets of your jeans.

You remember bitterly that a few minutes ago, you had hoped to leave here quietly. A new silence takes place during which each of you is observed thé others without knowing what to say. Mary finally reacts, taking Lucy by the arm to get her inside again, telling her that she will have time to reconcile with her little sister later.

So you find yourself alone in front of Alessia and you don’t know what to say to her. Worse, you realize you’re angry at her too.

"I’m sorry" said Alessia after a few seconds.

"I don't understand"

You can’t face her. While the only thing you wanted less than two hours ago was to be able to find her arms back, you now just want to go home and that the whole world leaves you alone.

"You don’t you understand what?" asks Alessia gently.

"Why didn’t you fight for me? For us? Lucy tells you to end our relationship and you did, without even giving me any explanations or reasons. Do you have any idea what happened in my head?"

Alessia swallows, apparently not expecting you to talk to her that way. Aside from the little arguments, you never got confused. You don’t even know if she saw you once angry. But now you feel it boiling in your veins. And, as every time you are angry, you feel tears in your eyes and it annoys you even more.

"I told myself that you had found someone else or that you had realized that you wanted someone with whom things would be easier. Maybe someone more athletic, smarter or even more available than me. That you might have realized you deserved better than me, after all who care about a simple accountant, huh?"

You see she wants to answer you, but now that you’re on the move, you can’t stop. You even take a step in her direction, pointing an accusing finger in her direction.

"I was in love with you, I would have done anything for you, Alessia. And it destroys me to see that it is not reciprocal."

Like you, Alessia has tears in her eyes. She looks like she’s blown away by everything you just threw in her face, like a boxer who just got hit in the face. That’s when Ashley comes out of the bar, freezing as she sees the scene. What a great timing.

"Can you please take me home?"

"Of course."

You need 20 minutes to get home. Meanwhile, as if to support the bad atmosphere, the clouds began to pour torrents of water on London. You had to promise Ashley several times that you were gonna be okay before she let you join your apartment alone. Despite the small hundred meters that you have to do to reach your building, you are quickly soaked.

Once at home, you hurry to get rid of your wet clothes to take a hot shower and put on a jogging bottom and a t-shirt much too big for you. This one also belongs to Alessia. Your phone stayed on your nightstand and you decide to leave it there. You just want the world to leave you alone. Armed with a hot chocolate and a plaid, you sit in front of the television and launch the first season of Friend’s.

An hour later, you jump when you hear someone knocking on your door. Fortunately, your cup has been empty ever since. You hesitate a few seconds to answer, before getting up sighing.

You don’t know what you expected, but certainly not that. Alessia, wearing the same clothes you left her in front of the bar, soaked from head to toe. Her hair is stuck to her face and her clothes are glued to her body. She’s dripping on your doormat, but that doesn’t seem to be the most important thing to her right now.

You might have found her sexy if you hadn’t been seriously worried about her health.

"Jesus Alessia" you whisper before you let her in.

The young woman tries to speak but she shudders so much that you cannot understand anything with her teeth colliding.

"No wait, hush, shut up" you mumble

Without giving her the choice or really explaining what you are doing, you drag her into your bathroom. There, you push her under the shower all dressed and turns on the hot water, determined to warm her up as quickly as possible. You’re genuinely afraid she’ll end up hypothermic.

"Did you walk from the bar to here?" You ask her after a few minutes.

Alessia crossed her arms on her chest, probably trying to warm up faster. She still trembles but nevertheless manages to make an understandable sentence.

"I had to know."

"Know what?"

Still under hot water, Alessia takes a step in your direction to be closer to you. Unlike earlier, your voice is calm and concerned. And no matter how much you think, you don’t see what she wants to know.

"Earlier. You said I was in love with you. You used the past"

"Alessia…"

It was obviously not voluntary and finding you immersed in the blue of her eyes take you back to every single good memory you had with her. You don't want to lie to her, you have always entrusted everything of your thoughts to her because you have full confidence in her.

"Please Y/N. I need to know. Do you still love me?"

Her voice trembles again, but it’s not because of the cold this time. You feel your heart break a little when you see that her eyes are full of tears and that some have even started to roll on her cheeks, mixing with the hot water.

"Of course I do" you end up whispering.

In less than two seconds, Alessia grabbed you by the shirt and you’re stuck between her and the wall. Two more seconds later and her lips are on yours. They’re cold, indicating that her body heat is still not at the right temperature. But that’s the least of your concerns. Her hands are all over you and you try to respond to the force of the kiss that Alessia offers you. This mixture of passion and despair is rather surprising and you must quickly catch your breath.

When Alessia looks back at you, her look make you wonder if she will tear your clothes off or start crying again. She ends up opting for a third option, pressing her forehead on yours.

"I never wanted anyone but you. I’m sorry that such ideas came to mind. I’ve shown you very badly, but it’s always been you. I don’t want anyone but you."

The fervor of Alessia’s words cuts your breath. Her gaze in yours confirms that she truly thinks every word she just said. You smile at her, stroking lightly her cheek.

"Let's get out from here right?"

You hurry out in the shower to wrap yourself in a towel, reluctantly removing the t-shirt you like so much. After taking out a towel for Alessia, you quickly get dressed, this time putting on a hoodie and an old shorts with the Manchester United logo. You also get something out for Alessia and when she’s dressed you slip under your duvet.

Alessia once again loses not a second before drawing you against her and you let her do it with pleasure, delighted to find your favorite smell.

"We need to talk to Lucy" Alessia whispers after a few seconds.

You let go of a little grunt for a simple answer. Now that you are reconciled with Alessia, you are not even angry with your big sister.

"Tomorrow" you answer before putting yourself on your stomach to be able to better observe it.

"Are you still mad at me?"

"No" you answer, smiling as you see the relief on Alessia’s face. "Lucy told me she tried to contact me to discuss this with me. You know what it was for?"

"I think a discussion with Mary and Leah made her realize she didn’t choose the right way. They must have seen that those few days were complicated for me. I think she wanted to see how you lived it."

You just hums, resting your head on her shoulder. But Alessia won’t let you do it since she gently raises your face in her direction. Keeping her hand under your chin, she gently strokes your cheek with her thumb while talking to you.

"I need to know what you’re thinking. You used to tell me everything without filter and now I feel like you’re holding everything"

"I’m just still a little confused" you explain with a frown, trying to formulate as best as possible what is happening in your head. "I didn’t know Lucy was the reason you broke up with me. It was so sudden… First you didn’t answer my messages, Ella neither and then you wrote me to tell me it was over and to stop writing to you. And then I realized you blocked me on all your social media. The only way I could make sure you were still alive was by the brief seconds you appeared on the Lionesses account."

"I am so sorry"

Alessia’s voice is strangled by emotion and you know perfectly well that she never tried to hurt you.

"I thought I’d lose you forever and now you’re back. I’m gonna need a few days to realise that I'm not dreaming."

"Would you like me to leave you alone tonight?"

"No! Never go again" you exclaim, supporting your words by wrapping your body around it.

Alessia’s laughter makes you smile and you close your eyes to well being when you feel that she puts a kiss on your hair.

It’s only at this moment that you realize that the screen of your phone turns on. Stretching your arm, you grab it and frown as you notice that you have ten missed calls from Lucy, as many Ella and other numbers that you don’t even know.

"What the fuck?" you mumble.

"What’s happening?"

You need two seconds to focus on what’s going on, Alessia’s lips being busy stroking your neck. You turn the screen in her direction to show her the notifications, making her frown too. You don’t have time to think any longer as your phone rings again, indicating Ella’s phone number.

Sitting on Alessia’s hips, you pick up, still so lost.

"Hello?"

"Y/N! Thank God! Alessia disappeared, she left without taking her bag or even her phone"

"Oh" you mumble, pinching your nose. "Don’t worry, she’s at my house. She’s fine."

"What?! We’ve been looking for her for hours, give her your phone!"

With a little smile of apology, you hand your phone to Alessia. She grabs it with a constrained air and you put a kiss on her cheek while seeing her startle when her best friend yells at her. You can understand every word Ella utters and carefully watch Alessia’s face go from pout to frown following the words spoken by the Manchester United player.

You take advantage of your position to observe Alessia’s face, in search of change. You can’t find anything, except that she looks tired. When your fingers begin to slide gently across her face, Alessia’s eyes look for yours. You simply give her a tender smile, to which she responds almost timidly, while continuing your caresses. It takes you a few seconds to realize that Ella’s voice has finished resonating at the end of the phone, taken in your moment.

"I’m sorry Ella, I didn’t think you’d panic like this"

You still hear some furious exclamations on the other end of the phone, making you smile softly.

"I’m sorry. Can you cover me with the coaches for tonight? I’ll explain everything, I promise."

Alessia smiles as she hears Ella groan something in return, making you laugh silently.

"Thank you. Love you"

After that, she gives you your phone back and you quickly answer Lucy that you will talk tomorrow.

"She’s not very happy," Alessia comments, sliding her hands on your knees.

"Didn’t you tell them you were leaving?"

"No. And now can I have a kiss please?"

You smile and put your phone on the bedside table, amused to feel Alessia pull you by the sweater. It’s obviously with great pleasure that you oblige, putting your lips on hers.

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[thesweetestofdreams]

The Gold and the Rust

How It Shines (part 1/??)

pairings: poly!marauders x reader (eventually)

warnings: drinking?

a/n: A teaser anyone? I've been working on this story behind the scenes, and I finally had the motivation/ courage to start posting some of it. I'd love to hear your thoughts and welcome to my latest obsession.

In a sea of scarlet and gold stood a fraud, a coward. Every year you returned to Gryffindor house, and every year reminded you it would never truly be your home. You watched as hopeful first years squirmed under the sorting hat. You watched to see the flicker of pride, relief, disappointment before raucous applause and acceptance. That night when the prefects tricked the first years into bed early the real ceremonies would begin. Ceremonies which for Gryffindors meant spiked punch and the regalement of Summer holidays. 

The plan never changed, to wear the lion’s costume, to drown yourself in a red sweater, and exchange stinging pleasantries until an acceptable time of escape. Unfortunately for you, true Gryffindors rarely stick to plans. 

At the center of particularly loud merriment, as was usually the case, stood James Potter. Marauder one, as you sometimes thought of him, had miraculously grown even larger over the holiday and was already orchestrating bets on the upcoming quidditch season. On his left sat Marauder two, Remus Lupin, balancing his drink with a loving smirk as James jostled him with the story of his fastest run to date. And Marauder three, well he was nowhere to be found. Nowhere being that he wasn’t melting into the side of either of his boyfriends. 

“Did you miss me?” Sirius Black, Marauder three, appeared just over your shoulder. You would have jumped if not for years of practice. 

“Miss you sneaking up on me? I think I’ll have to say no,” you said. Sirius stood before you obviously waiting for you to take him in. His hair seemed longer, cheekbones maybe a touch sharper, and on his neck a fresh stain of purple proudly worn. You moved his hair to the side, an incredulous parting of your lips dared to betray you. “Already? When do you boys even find the time?”

“It’s an awfully long train ride, doll,” he said, a prideful grin and mischievous eyes so familiar it bordered on dangerous. “Speaking of the train, where were you? You could have joined us.” He wrapped an arm over your shoulder turning back to watch the show of a freshly reunited lions’ den. 

You allowed herself all of one second to fluster, Sirius just kept grinning. “I was about. Mostly I was failing at trying to find good tea,” you said, occupying the rest of your lie with sips of nearly gone punch. 

“Mmm,” he nodded before finishing his own cup, “but what if there had been something sweeter just around the corner?” 

“Alright, Black, that’s enough of that,” you said, pulling his arm up from your shoulder, letting it swing overhead as you took a step back.

“Leaving already?” He tilted his head to the side, a flicker of what might have been disappointment in his eyes, like a sad dog. 

“Despite James’ example, classes do start tomorrow.” You spared one last look towards the couch. James was now fully occupying all of Remus’ personal space, a ruddy tinge to his brown cheeks. “Don’t make Remus put up with two hungover boyfriends.” 

“Enjoy your night (y/n), and try to be about more this year, yeah? You might have some fun.” He took another hardy drink, clearly ignoring your comment. As you retreated to your dorm, part of you stayed down in the common room. The part of you that wondered if Sirius Black, the first in his family to be sorted into Gryffindor house, ever saw through you, if he ever felt like a fraud. But then, how could a Marauder, a golden boy of the house of splendor ever feel anything less than belonging?

[pattypanini]

Caught Between Two- Part 1 of 2 Jake Kiszka x Reader Danny Wagner x Reader (No slash)

Summary: Your boyfriend Jake and his band have a end of tour party, and a silly game of truth or drink brings past feeling back to life.

Word Count: 4.3k

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A/N: Heyyy everyone. We had this one in the chambers for a little bit now but we wanna break this up into 2 parts. So this one won't be super smutty but gives some insight leading into the threesome for the next part. We hope you enjoy, Caught Between Two.

Warnings: 18+, flirting, groping, PDA, alcohol, fluff, freaky talk.

SMUT COMING IN PART 2!!!!!!!!!

You and Jake have been dating for a little over four years. Although you two were very close in high school, best friends some may say, you never dated. You would always be at his house on the weekends, which meant hanging out with his family and friends, who you grew very close with. Even though you never acted on it, you became very attracted to one of his very close friends, Danny. Even now dating Jake you’ll catch a glance at Danny and feel that he is looking at you a little too long. It makes your brain go back to high school and feeds your delusion that he ever felt that way about you. 

But you are past that now. You are fully in love with Jake and nothing could ever make you question that. Sometimes you like to think back to how it all started with Jake. You were a sophomore in college at the time. You and Jake loved to sit on his back deck and just talk, long, deep conversations. One night, you somehow got on the topic of first kisses and you never kissed or done anything with anyone. Let’s just say Jake was very eager to be your first kiss, which led to the both of you making out that night. It was nothing short of amazing and a few weeks later the both of you were officially dating.  

Here you are now, sitting on the large couch with your boyfriend and friends at their end of tour party. You can’t help but feel so much pride for them all. They have accomplished so much within these past few years. As you sit on Jake’s lap you can’t help but notice his wandering hands that slowly rub up and down your thighs and ass. Something that the group has just come to accept when alcohol was around, especially after your fifth whiteclaw of the night. Not something that everyone enjoyed seeing, especially Danny. 

Jake’s hand wraps around your waist grazing your lower stomach, a chill rolls through your body. Your eyes scan the room and land directly on Daniel, who is already staring at you. You try your best to ignore his gaze as you lean back onto Jake, your back completely against the front of his body. His arm is fully wrapped around your waist, while his hand makes its way just under your waistband, not going any further than that. You were so distracted by his hand that you almost didn’t see Danny take off out of the room and into the kitchen. You knew he was jealous, but you kinda liked it. 

You turn your head slightly to whisper in Jake’s ear, “I wish that hand could go further Jakey.” Your faces pressed against one another. 

“I do too, sexy. But that pretty little cunt will just have to wait until after the party. But I don’t know if you’re in the right state for that doll.” Pointing out the sloshed state you were in. “How about I grab you some water?”

“No it’s okay this is your party, I’ll grab it.” You slur out, pushing yourself off Jake's lap, not leaving without a firm slap on your ass and a smirk on Jake's face. You start to make your way over to the kitchen, before you hear an agitated Daniel talking to Sam. 

You hang back a little, still close enough to hear their conversation. 

“She’s practically fucking him on that couch out there. I can’t fucking stand it, Sam.” His voice is loud, booming, but you’re not exactly sure if it's just the alcohol amplifying your senses. “And you know what makes it even worse? She looks me dead in the eyes while she does it, like she wants me to watch like she knows how…” Danny feels your presence and stops himself before saying anything more. He rolls his eyes, grabs his beer and leaves pushing you into the doorway, not looking back.

You finally enter through the doorway to the kitchen immediately spotting Sam at the counter mixing himself up a drink. “Damn… what’s his problem?” You chuckle slightly.

Sam just rolls his eyes. “He never shuts up about it. I swear to God it's all he ever talks about. Doesn’t he think it gets annoying?” He scoffs and tips his glass up to his lips. 

“Um, okay… I don't really know what you mean, Sam. Care to explain?” You raise your eyebrow at him. 

“Whenever we all hangout as a group and you and Jake are like together he just is sooo annoying. Like y/n this, y/n that, and how it shouldn’t be a thing.” He takes another long sip of his drink, seeming a bit uninterested in the conversation at hand. 

“What thing Sam? What shouldn’t be a thing?” Confusion is written across your face, you're not understanding and of course he has to be so fucking cryptic. 

“I don’t know, god, why so many questions. I’m just trying to get wasted and fuck someone. So excuse me, but I’m gonna go throw up now.” He pushes past you and stumbles to the bathroom. 

You left talking to Sam more confused than you were in the beginning. You grab your water bottle and make your way back to Jake. You walk in to see Jake laughing with his friends before his eyes laid back on you, darkening with lust. Before you could even turn to sit back down Jake’s finger wraps around your belt loop, spinning and pulling you down hard onto his lap. As you readjust back into your previous seating position, you can’t help but feel Jake beneath you. His length was pushing into your ass, and not even your jeans could hinder the feeling. 

“What’s got you so worked up Jakey?”

“This pretty thing sitting in my lap, been looking at her all night. And I think she wants me too, am I right doll?” He winks at you, before adjusting his seating position causing his dick to poke at your ass. 

“She definitely does. It’s been too long.” You lean back into him, kissing him, tongues intertwined, not caring who sees. You break the kiss to look at Jake “Is Danny alright, he kinda stormed off earlier and when I went to get a drink he rolled his eyes and left?”

“Yeah that’s just Danny. Jealous fucker. I know he has feelings for you. He’s never told me, but I can just tell. Sometimes I like doing stuff in front of him just to get a rise out of him.” He laughs to himself. Your eyes widen, hearing information you’d never heard before. 

“Uh-what. Since when?”

“Oh I don’t know? Probably highschool. He told me back then, he wanted me to put in a good word for him. But I would’ve never done that, because I knew what was mine before I asked you too.” He kisses your neck, giving you butterflies. “Plus I saw the way you reacted to him, so giggly and flirty. I knew I had to make a move if I wanted you. Poor Danny never got the chance.”

 You scoff out of complete disbelief.”I- um. You think I want Danny?” You furrow your brows at him. 

“Sure seems like it, doll.” He smirks at you, he loves picking on you. 

“Should I go talk to him? Clear the air and explain that as flattering as it is I don’t have any attraction to him and that he needs to stop being jealous.” You felt bad lying, but what were you going to tell your boyfriend? That you have a harmless crush on his best friend? No. 

“Sure, now that tour is over we'll all be hanging out a lot, it’s best to make sure there is no tension.” He guides you to stand up, giving you a little smile of encouragement. “You’ve got this, y/n.” 

“Thank you, Jake. Wish me luck.” You walk out of the living room, not exactly sure where he ran off to. You decide to check upstairs first. After finding nothing you decide to check outside. Whenever Danny needed space it was known to find him outside on the deck, smoking. 

When you walk outside into the cold air, you find Danny with his beer and a cigarette in the other hand. When he realized someone joined him he looked up, but after realizing it was you he rolled his eyes and got up to leave. 

“Danny, stop. Can we talk, please just listen to me.” You stick your hand out, stopping him before he can leave.

Danny pushes his tongue to the side of his mouth, deciding on whether or not to stay. Without saying anything Danny moves back to the couch, sitting in the middle, forcing you to sit close to him. You take a seat beside him, your hip just barely grazing his.

Both of you stare blankly at each other for a moment, waiting for someone to talk first. Danny beat you to it, “ So… what exactly did you want to talk about because if you’re not going to say anything I’m just gonna lea-”.

“No. Stay. I’m sorry-” You cut him off only for him to cut you off right back. 

“Sorry? What exactly are you sorry for, hm? Because I can think of a lot of reasons you should be sorry.” He slouches further into the couch looking out into the darkness of the night, bringing the cigarette up to his lips. 

“If you’re gonna be a dick I won’t say anything Danny. Goodbye.” You go to get up and are promptly sat back down by Danny who grabs your wrist restraining you to leave.

“Ok, ok. I’m sorry. Talk to me, please.” You can tell he is on edge, eager to hear why you scouted him out. You see a tinge of sorrow in his eyes, something you haven’t seen in years.

“I’m sorry for the way I act around you when I’m with Jake. I know you don’t like it.” You look down at your feet, your face flushing from embarrassment. 

“Then why do you do it?” He narrows his eyes at you. 

“I- I don’t know. I guess, to make you feel… jealous.” You couldn’t believe you were admitting this to him right now. The alcohol was making you reveal things you wouldn’t have otherwise. 

“Jealous?! Why do you think that would make me jealous?” He rolls his eyes at you, leaning forward leaving little space between the two of you.

“I don’t know… I hear what people say.” You shrug your shoulders. 

“And what exactly are they saying, y/n?” His face is only inches away from yours, you can feel his breath hitting your face. 

“That,” you take a sharp breath in, “you have feelings…for me.” You look away from him, trying to distance yourself as best you can in this awkward situation. You never felt this way around Danny. You felt like you could tell him anything in high school, but that feeling is long gone. 

Danny grabs your jaw firmly and faces you back towards him. “I have feelings for you? Okay. Well I could say the same about you, I’m sure Jake would love to know that, right? Because what other logical reason is there for you to make me jealous.” His eyebrows are furrowed and he looks a little pissed off. You’re speechless. A few moments go by and you realize you still haven't said anything. “So are you just gonna stare at me with those meaningless ‘fuck me’ eyes like you always do or actually say something.” He lets go of your jaw forcefully, still never leaving your gaze.

“And what makes you think that?” 

“Well I don't know, maybe you could ask the millions of people who saw it on a daily basis. Even Jake knew it. Which is exactly why he took you before I could ever make you mine,” he pushes your hair behind your ear, giving him a better look at your face. “That's all I ever wanted y/n.” His eyes were telling you everything you needed to know. You knew he was being truthful, but could you admit that you felt the same back then, and even now.

“There was a time I thought that way with you, Danny.” You can feel your throat tightening and the tears starting to brim at your eyes. 

“When did that start?”

“Probably during highschool, 10th grade.”

“And it ended when you and Jake got together?” He looks hopeful? 

“I don’t know if that  feeling ever left Danny…” You look him deep in the eyes, no longer being able to control your tears you collapse into Danny’s shoulder releasing it all. You felt awful admitting what you did. How could you feel that way while having a perfect boyfriend that you love very much? 

“Y/n it’s okay, I promise it’s okay, Star.” 

Star.

A name you haven't heard in years. Immediately you’re transported back to 10th grade. 

“Come on y/n, the sky is not getting any darker.” Danny reached for your hand, pulling you up the large hill you just ran up.

“Danny, I'm so tired we’ve been walking forever.”

“We are almost there, I promise.” He smiled over at you.

The butterflies are whirling around in your stomach and he just looks so beautiful under the moonlight. He drags you to the top of the hill and your jaw immediately drops. The view was so incredible.

“I told you it would be beautiful and you can see the stars so well tonight. Here, sit down with me.” He pulls you down to sit with him and he lays his back against the cold grass. 

“It’s cold out here Danny. Why did you even bring the blanket, it’s literally still in the car.”

Danny looks straight up into the sky, not answering your question. “Well I could give you my sweatshirt, I feel like that would be a better option.”

You turned your head to look at him. “Danny, did you forget it on purpose?”

“I don’t know, maybe I’m just forgetful.” His hands prop behind his head.

“I literally said something when we were getting out, you started running towards the hill. So no, I don't think you're ‘forgetful’.” 

“Listen, do you want it or not y/n?” He says, while propping himself up on his hands.

“I would never deny it Danny.” Danny pulled his sweatshirt off, accidentally pulling his shirt up slightly, showing a little bit of his v-line. You couldn’t help but stare before he fully pulled it over his head and handed it to you. You slip the sweatshirt over your head, your body heating up already from the warmth leftover from Danny.

He shoots you a warm smile, the both of you silently admiring each other. “You look so cute in my clothes.” 

You can feel your cheeks flame red at his words. “It’s comfy and smells like you.” 

“I could just give you all my clothes, then we’d both be happy.” Danny was always flirty, but that was just his personality. He probably didn’t want it the same way you did. 

He rolls onto his back again and stares back up at the sky. You continue to look at him, your eyes glued on his beautiful nose and side profile. His perfect side profile. 

“Hey. You’re staring.” Danny giggles and it's the most beautiful noise you’ve ever heard. 

“So, you stare all the time.”

“Yeah but that’s because you’re so beautiful it’s hard not to.” You and Danny look back up at the sky, taking in a beautiful moment you’ll never forget.  

You watched as a shooting star soared through the air. You both grab each other's hands at the same time, not knowing if the other saw. 

“Woah, that was so crazy. I never saw something like that.” Danny says, squeezing your hand a little tighter.

“Neither have I.” You look over to Danny to see he’s already looking back at you. “I wish the stars could be closer. They’re so perfect.”

“If I could collect them all for you I would y/n.” He props himself up onto one elbow, looking down to you. “You’re my star y/n. So perfect, shining brighter than anyone else.” He leans down, placing a soft kiss onto the side of your cheek. He lays himself down, placing his head right onto your chest. Your heart was beating 100 times per second and he could probably feel it. But you didn’t care. Everything you’ve ever wanted was right in front of you and you couldn’t be happier. 

“My perfect Star.”

You wish you could say anything ever came of it, but it didn’t. You tried to forget about that night, but you knew you never did. Such a core memory you could never share with anyone else, not even Jake. 

You feel Danny’s arms wrap around you, comforting you through the tears and heavy emotions you were feeling. You can tell he is hesitant but his hand wraps around your head to soothingly pet your hair. 

“I…didn’t think you remembered, it’s been years.” You choke out into his chest. 

“I could never forget, Star. It was the most perfect moment in my entire life. With the woman I never got to have. And I regret it every single fucking day. Every single moment I see you two together. I’ll never forgive myself for it, but now I just have to live with that.” You lift yourself off his shoulder, wiping away the tears.

“I’m so sorry Danny, but you know that nothing can ever happen between us. You know how I feel though and our memories together I will always cherish. It’s just not fair to Jake.” His eyes are piercing through you, his beautiful chocolate brown eyes- no. You can’t be thinking about these things anymore. 

Tears are beginning to well in his eyes, threatening to spill onto his cheeks. “But Star…” You know he was hurt, maybe even unaccomplished. You knew he wanted you, you wanted him at one point. But it can’t be like that now, it's not fair to you and your relationship. You stood up off the couch beginning to leave the porch and head back inside.

“Please don’t call me that Danny, it hurts too much.” He opens his mouth as if he's about to say something else, but you’re gone before you ever know. You B-line to the bathroom, making sure no one saw you in your current state. You use the bathroom and while washing your hands you hear a knock at the door.

“Who is it?”

“Jake, is that you y/n?” You hear him say in a worried tone.

“Yeah it’s me, come in.” The door squeaks open and you are face to face with the love of your life. 

“I finally found you,” he moves to stand behind you, resting his head on your shoulder. “Why are your eyes red, sweets?”

“I smoked a lot and sitting outside was making my eyes irritated.” Lies. You couldn’t tell Jake you were crying over remembering a very sentimental moment with his best friend. 

“Okay, did you work things out at least. And did he admit to having feelings for you in highschool?”

“Yes and yes. I definitely wouldn’t have known.”  Another lie. 

“Oh come on angel, it was so obvious.” He presses a soft kiss to your shoulder. 

“I don’t know, Jake. All I care is that things are sorted out now, no confusion…”. 

“I get that. Well… since everything is all good now, are you ready to go back to the party? I think we're all going to play a game.” He says while playfully smacking your hip. 

“Yes, let's go back.” You walk out of the bathroom with Jake hot on your heels. You retake your spot on Jake’s lap, on the living room sofa. 

Right before the game of Truth or Drink was about to begin, Sam rushes in with Danny trailing behind him. Looking nervous, but also pissed off. You can’t help but roll your eyes. You reach behind yourself to grab Jake’s arm and sling it over your waist. 

You watch Danny scoff from across the room. You smirk to yourself knowing you were getting under his skin. Eventually everyone gathered in a circle on the living room floor, drinks in hand ready to start. 

Josh is the first to open his mouth, “I guess I’ll start. Y/n, have you ever faked an orgasm?” He smirks at himself, looking curious waiting for your answer. 

You move your hand up to your lips preparing to drink, before Jake gently grabs your wrist pulling it back down to your lap. “No sweets, answer truthfully.” 

You give him a side eye but you knew you could tease him. “Yes I have.” 

Everyone erupts with an oooh and Josh reaches over to playfully punch his twin, assuming it had to have been his doing.

“Jake, why aren’t you pleasing our girl ?” Josh asks with a huge smirk on his face. Josh always joked that if he wasn’t into men he would be dating you, and he would have had the balls to ask you out sooner than Jake. Him calling you his and Jake's girl was something you always found humorous.  

“I know it couldn’t be me, I always leave her satisfied.” You slap him, not needing him to air out your sex life to everyone in the room.

“Whatever you say babe.” You just laugh and carry on with the game. “Okay my turn, Sam what’s your body count?” You giggle.

Immediately he takes a large swig of his whiteclaw. “Sammy must be embarrassed.” Jake laughs. 

“Am not asshole, I just don’t care to count anymore.” He smirks, feeling proud of himself. Everyone rolls their eyes, waiting for Sam to ask someone a question. 

“Daniel, are you jealous of Jake?”

“What,” he furrows his brows. “In what way?”

“I don’t know, maybe musical capabilities, talents…” he trails off before looking directly at you, “maybe his love life?”  

Danny brings his beer to his lips, not showing any emotion. 

You look over at Jake to see him smiling, he knows people want his abilities and he’s aware “people” want you. The look on his face though isn’t a look of jealousy, he almost looks proud. He has always loved the idea of your relationship being very public, and has been very open to the idea of sharing you with others. Not long term, but for a night or two. So he had never gotten jealous of other people wanting you. 

As the rounds go on, and many uncomfortable questions being answered, you’ve realized that Danny had not answered a single question. It didn’t help that every question he got was pertaining to his love life, who he last fucked, and other questions along those lines. But it almost felt targeted. He never caught a break, no matter who asked the questions. 

“Alright Danny, would you ever have a threesome?” Josh asks him.

Danny lifts his beer to his mouth for the 20th time that night but it had seemed he reached the end of his drink. “Uh oh Danny, looks like someone's lifelines have run out. Now you have to answer.” Sam adds in. 

Danny rolls his eyes, knowing he no longer has a choice. “I fucking hate you all, but maybe I would try it. The opportunity never presented itself before.” 

“Damnnnn, looks like we have a freak on our hands.” Sam laughs at himself. A small smile cracks at your mouth, but your mind keeps picturing a certain thought over and over again and you can't stop yourself. You would never ask Jake for something like that though, it's too uncomfortable. 

Jake, on the other hand, his interest was piqued at Danny’s admission. You didn’t realize it at the time though. When you zone back in, they are onto the next person. Your mind is still continuing to wander, but you know nothing will ever come of it so you push it deep down into the most sacred places of your brain. 

It was beginning to get late and people were beginning to file out. You started to help Josh clean up his place since he offered to host. You look around for Jake to help you bring down a banner but are surprised to see he was nowhere to be found. “Sammy, where is Jake? I need help getting this down?” Sam walks over beginning to untie it for you, 

“I don’t know, I saw him walk towards the hallway. Maybe he’s talking to our newly found freak that is Daniel. Maybeee he’s setting something up for the two of you, you know, the threesome Danny wants so badly.” You roll your eyes and begin to pick up more trash. “Hey all I’m saying is you could have ended up with him if you wanted to.” 

“Yeah but I’m not Sam. I’m with Jake and I’m very happy with that.”

“Yeah… I bet you are.” He jokes. “You could’ve ended up with me shnookums, don’t you want a piece of a Sammy sandwich?” He laughs at himself causing you to laugh too. 

“Yeahhhh, hold on, let me go break up with Jake real quick.” You playfully shove his shoulder. Sammy was your wingman throughout highschool, for when you liked Danny and Jake. He secretly was rooting for Danny, but he did not get what he wanted. He was supportive and there for you regardless. 

You didn’t know what Jake was doing, but you knew if it was pertaining to Danny it couldn’t be good. You didn’t want to make any assumptions but you had a feeling it was pertaining to the topics discussed tonight. Now you had to wait for Jake to come back out, leaving you only with your dirty thoughts. 

Part 2 coming soon...

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[marymary-diva17]

Ao’nung x sully hybrid reader

reader is omatikaya and metkayina mixed

When reader says that she willingly to fight and kill for Ao’nung but Ao’nung parents don’t believe her but the reader’s family and Ao’nung knows that she’s telling the truth. So reader has to prove herself worthy to court Ao’nung so Ronal gets there best warrior to fight reader and she wins and says that she will show no mercy to anyone that comes to harm Ao’nung and the readers family.

Falling in love is a wonderful and good journey, after finally meeting that one you wish to spend the rest of your life with in this life and the afterlife. When it comes to finding love like everyone else that had come before you, there was the need to fight for that love when other question it.

y/n " aonung" you are sitting under a palm tree with your boyfriend aonung, having some time with him. It had been a whole since the pair had came out to the sully parents that the pair was dating. Jake and neytiri had approved of the relationship happy for their daughter.

aonung " what I can't look at my beautiful y/n"

y/n " you are such a sweet talker nung" you had laugh making aonung smile brightly as well.

y/n " so when will we be telling your parents as tsireya and rotxo already know"

aonung " we can tell them this week if nothing comes up to ruin the plans, as I will love to tell my parents you are the one who won my heart"

y/n " well whatever we do it will be good for us both in the end, I just hope your parents will accept me in the end"

aonung " it will be fine ma y/n there nothing to worry about I love you"

y/n " I love you as well"

???? " what one the great mother name is going on here" the two teens had gotten spoked when they heard someone yelling, they soon tuned around and saw ronal standing there and she looked mad.

aonung " mother"

ronal " my son tell me I'm seeing things as you are courting this girl"

aonung " no mother I'm seeing her and I love her"

ronal " you know nothing both of you come now we most deal, with this madness right now" the two teen soon followed a very mad ronal, as she was not happy about what she had seen.

ronal " tonowari we most speak right now"

tonowari " ma ronal what the matter"

ronal " it seems like your son is seeing a girl that has gotten his attention"

tonowari " that sounds wonderful who is the girl we most meet her"

aonung " y/n is the one I'm seeing baba she the one who won my heart"

y/n " hello tonowari we had plans on tell you and ronal this week"

ronal " this is against everything we have told you aonung, she not part of the clan she is the the one we have been wishing for you be with in the end"

aonung " mother"

ronal " can she even do well as your mate when you both become older, will she been able to be there for you or will she fail by looking at her"

y/n " ronal I know I might not look like a warrior because of my looks, but I will defend aonung in any way I can as I love and care about him ... I wish you will give me chance to prove myself and see where the future lays for me and aonung"

ronal " you speak maddest girl"

????" watch how you speak to my daughter ronal I don't care if you are tshaik" neytiri and Jake had soon come along with everyone else, as they had heard the yelling and had been told of what was going on.

ronal " your daughter is not fit for my son mate she hasn't proven herself fully"

Jake " that not for us to decide ronal if they wish to see each other, we can't stop them we have to let them decide where this relationship goes"

ronal " well as I'm still tshaik and his mother I and my mates have rights over his relationship, and y/n will need to prove herself of leave my son for someone better to come"

tonowari " ronal'

ronal " tonowari we can't turn our back on tradition you know that as well"

tonowari " sully family I think it best if you all leave right now, I will speak with my mate and see if we can come to solution to this tension"

Jake " will y/n and aonung still be allowed to see other same goes for our other kids as well"

tonowari " yes"

Neytiri " we are going home aonung, tsireya, and rotxo you three are always welcome in our home unlike here" the two mother had looked at each other as neytiri had, taken you and your siblings home. There was a small moment everyone got to wave goodbye to each other.

lo'ak " well looks like ronal is going to be a wicked mother in law"

Jake " hey"

lo'ak " what she already doesn't like us what will change her mind"

Jake " speak that later on when we are at home"

neytiri " we will have family dinner together and speak about this problem as a family, I will not let that woman bad mouth my kids' anymore" the family had retuned to their home and had a meal together, Jake and neytiri said they will make sure ronal doesn't effect your relationship or your siblings relationship as well.

The next day

y/n " ....." you are walking on the beach with tuk as the both of you are carrying basket with coconuts in them.

tuk " thank you for let me come with you y/n"

y/n " you are welcome kiddo it fun to spend time with my baby sister" tuk smiled as the two sister were walking back to the village, it has been a good day for the sully family.

????? " y/n" you had heard your name getting called gaining your attention as you soon looked, and a saw some reef navi teen girl looking at you.

y/n " yes that is me how may I help you ...."

???? " just a caring navi I have been told of you relationship with aonung"

y/n " let me guess the whole clan know by now and not everyone happy about that"

teen girl " that none of your business how dare you think you can disrespect our clan ways of life, aonung was supposed to marry someone else then you"

y/n " tuk take my basket and run home tell mom and dad, we are about to have a situation on our hands"

tuk " okay you might want to stop new girl my sister means business at time"

teen girl " I don't care she is a weakling"

y/n " Look I'm trying to be nice but it seems like ronal is testing me or something else so please stop, before we do something we both regret in the end"

teen girl " that not important you have disrespected the olo'eythan family and our clan thinking you can stela away aonung"

y/n " I'm not stealing anyone away" the girl soon shoved you to the ground making you fall in the sand.

y/n " whatever happens soon I'm very sorry but I tried to be nice"

y/n " yeah I'm not the much of fighter but I can still defend myself, so leave me be aonung had made his choice we all need to accept that please"

teen girl 2 " you upset years of tradition with your demon ways"

y/n " no I don't aonung I chosen me and we started seeing each other, we haven't become mates we are still following tradition even due it not the ones you all remember"

teen girl 3 " ronal is not happy with this she disapprove of this relationship, and so those a good majority of the clan"

y/n " that for her and them to decide I can't make them change their minds but I will fight for my siblings to find love and or my love ... even if I don't fight with my body or weapon words are good enough"

teen girl 4 " you don't scare us"

y/n " oh I'm trying not to scare you all but I'm being nice right now, leave me alone and go gossip about whatever you think of my relationship but mess with my relationship and my siblings ... you will still what I can do" the girls back away from you as you glared at them, a glare that seems like it could make anyone freeze up.

????? " y/n" you soon see your siblings and aonung, coming over with aonung sibling as well.

aonung " leave my girlfriend alone if I see anyone of you bother"

neteyam " leave my sister alone"

lo'ak " yes you are all jealous because aonung didn't pick any of you, so you decied to be petty"

tsireya " y/n are you okay they didn't hurt you"

y/n " I'm good no need to worry"

Kiri " you girls act like fools"

teen girl " we were just speaking with her aonung we all know your mother, dislike the idea of her being with you"

aonung " that none of you business to handle"

y/n " you can't force a relationship on others that will be going against the great mother, so lets us all leave right now and act like this never happened for everyone sake"

y/n " now if your excuse I and love I love and care about have, other important matters to deal with other then jealousy good day girls" you had walked away with everyone they all were amazed by your words.

aonung "that why I love you"

y/n " thank you now I hope I can have that much confidence when I, speak with you mom again"

aonung " don't worry I will be here for you along with everyone else"

spider " that was cool y/n now ronal will have nothing to say"

kiri "he right"

y/n " I hope so now come on we have task to get done" the group had not noticed they were being watched by the adults, ronal had become proud of the girl. She had then realized she had made an awful mistake, when it came to you and aonung relationship. She was going to coming around soon but it will take time,

[wheneverfeasible]

Let’s Do The Time Loop Again

Based on this post

wc: 1.1k || rating: T || cw: vague reference to suicide, mention of violence and injury || ship: Ronance || summary: Robin is stuck in a time loop. S4 AU || ao3

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It should have been a simple thing. After all, she was supposed to be Smart with a capital S. Instead, they’d been having this same conversation every day for six months and the urge to strangle her was at an all time high. Still. At least the outcome was known now.

“Oh my god, I’m not into Steve!” Robin yelled, throwing her hands up in frustration. “You act like you’re so in-love with him but I really just think it’s because you can’t handle the fact that your first love is moving on and you can’t figure out how to break up with your boyfriend whom you no longer love!”

Other days, they’ve sat and talked about that. Nancy would reveal that she doesn’t miss Jonathan as much as she thought she should. That being apart was becoming easier every day. That she had her own goals in life and she couldn’t see a future with anyone who tried to limit her ambition or otherwise acted like an impediment, intentionally or otherwise.

Most days, however, it ended with Robin nudging Nancy to the news article she needed to make her discovery while dealing with the prickly girl feeling uneasy about Robin’s relationship with her ex-boyfriend.

Sometimes she told her the truth about herself, other days she simply denied it all like her first time before she got stuck, and other times she just got fed up and left. There was one thing she had never done before, however, and watching Nancy’s bitchy little face as she didn’t seem to fully accept that Robin and Steve weren’t a thing was the last straw.

Huffing a harsh breath, Robin reached out and tangled her fingers in Nancy’s hair as she pulled the girl towards her and smashed their lips together.

Honestly, she was expecting Nancy to push her away, maybe even slap or straight up punch her. It’s what Vickie had done more than once when Robin had first tried to make it work between them during all this, first tried to show Vickie that she could be a better boyfriend than her actual boyfriend. Before she had to finally admit that her infatuation wasn’t some great love story, that she and Vickie weren’t meant to be together, and she had to let her go.

Vickie had never fully accepted it anyways, accepted them, not even when Robin had tried to express her love and admiration with flowers and chocolates and the knowledge of the world’s imminent destruction. (The last part had probably been too much, all things considered.)

Instead, Nancy tensed momentarily, shocked and confused and frozen at the sudden action, and then she kissed back. A small gasp left her, which allowed Robin to slip her tongue in, and goodness, Nancy Wheeler was a fantastic kisser. When Robin finally (reluctantly) pulled back, Nancy’s eyes were closed, her head tilted slightly up, lips softly parted and pink.

When she finally blinked her eyes open, she stared dazedly at Robin. It was Robin’s turn to tense, to prepare to flee, even if she knew she’d be right back here as soon as Vecna killed her later, or on the off-chance this was one of the times they defeated him, when she woke up the next morning in the last.

She had thought, at the beginning, that it would all be over if they managed to defeat Vecna/Henry/One, but then they did, and then Robin was waking back up to the day Dustin stormed into Family Video to find Eddie. She was so tired of watching her friends die. She’d still sometimes have nightmares of watching Steve be beaten to death beneath Starcourt, of watching the light and life leave his eyes, his heart stop beating against hers.

It was so much worse watching it happen in reality. Steve, Nancy, Dustin, Eddie, Max, Lucas, even little Erica…she’d watched them all die over and over again and she had no idea why. Why she was the only one aware of what was happening. She had even tried to stop it herself, had taken herself out of the equation hoping that maybe that would release everyone else, but it never did.

“Oh.” Nancy’s cheeks slowly reddened as she looked up at Robin. Then, her lips slowly curled into a small smile. “Oh,” she repeated quietly, like everything was suddenly coming together in her mind. She let out a soft chuckle, then she reached out and lightly brushed her fingers over Robin’s. “Can we…discuss this later? After everything?”

Robin smiled, though it was tinged with sadness. She knew that there wasn’t a later, or an after. There was only an again.

She agreed though, and Nancy listened to her about where she should look in the records, and things continued on like normal. Nancy kept asking her opinion on things, however, which allowed Robin to steer things much more easily to one of the better outcomes. It was hard work, and it wasn’t without problems or injury, but they managed to save Max, save Eddie, saved everyone, and even defeated Vecna for good. Again.

She wondered sometimes why she still tried so hard, why she didn’t just curl in a ball and ignore everything, but she loved her friends too much for that. Loved Nancy too much for that, even though she knew that Nancy would never be able to return her feelings. Not when, in a few hours, Nancy would forget any of this had ever even happened.

“We did it,” Nancy breathed, fierce triumph in her eyes as she clutched Robin’s hand in a tight grip, bruised and bloodied but alive. For now. Robin turned to look at her, at the tear tracks down her grimy face even as she smiled, and Robin knew she was thinking about Barb, thinking that she had finally been avenged. For now.

“We did it,” Robin agreed, and she wanted to cry too. It wasn’t the best outcome they’d ever had before. Eddie had still been attacked by demobats, but he survived, if barely. Max still had broken limbs, but she wasn’t the final victim. Steve probably had another concussion, but he was breathing. Erica had a broken arm too, Dustin a broken ankle, and Lucas had just barely managed to avoid being shot but…the gates wouldn’t open this time. But there was always next time.

There was always a next time.

Nancy looked at her, and though she still seemed unsure about everything, she looked like she at least finally had the answer she was searching for. Robin knew how much it had hurt Steve when he thought Nancy was cheating on him, knew it wasn’t fair to Jonathan, but she also knew that whatever happened today didn’t count. It would only be her own heart breaking.

Robin, knowing this, drew Nancy towards her without her usual awkwardness, startling the other girl. She then leaned in to kiss Nancy again and let herself pretend, just for now, just for a little while, that everything was finally over.

Maybe, tomorrow, she’d kiss Nancy again too.

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Disclaimer: this has originally been posted as a reblog to the linked post, but to make it easier on myself I am simply reposting it as its own thing with some edits.

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Hostage tag: @derythcorvinus

Tagged because mention of interest: @absentminded001

[achillesuwu]

Izzy death & The end of the golden age of piracy

I like the explanation someone gave here and I will add a bit to it (yeah Izzy death was rushed and the way they filmed it wasn’t…very good (Ed’s hand why do you suddenly appear, stede why are you smiling then sad, everyone why do you look like a pack of children in front of a tv playing boring ad—) :

basically, this show happens when the the end of the golden age of piracy is near (the real Blackbeard dying marked that end in real life). Izzy in s2 began to represent actual piracy; he grew to be a "proper" pirate.

He actually tell us that in the last ep :

"it isn't about glory, it isn’t about gettin’ what you want. It’s about belonging to something when the world has told you you’re nothin’. It’s about finding the family to kill for when yours are long dead. It’s about letting go of ego for something larger. The Crew. »

"You are not a pirate, lad. You are a spoiled, entitled bunch of twats dressed in puffy, blue nighties."

"Kill us. Kill us all. Our spirit will last throughout your entire fuckin’ empire because… we’re good. And you are a rancid syphilitic cunt."

"it isn't about glory, […] It’s about letting go of ego for something larger. The Crew. " izzy s1 was very much focused on his pride, on the way pirate should be. He cared about the crew but he is way too focused on Blackbeard, too focused on them living but not actually being happy (‘You see him as some sort of a…pet’, ‘you are not proper pirate’, the whole mutiny that happens because the crew was fed up with his attitude, ‘piniiiiiiing about his boyfriend […] Ed better watch his steps.’). Izzy in s2 learned that he has to let go of his ego for something larger, the crew, to be a community (the whole ‘you are born alone, you die alone’ & him getting his unicorn leg, La vie en rose ‘It’s him for me, me for him in life. He said it to me, He swore it to me till death do us apart.* And as soon as I see him, then, I feel him bringing me back to life.** Me being Izzy, Him being the crew. The crew give a purpose to Izzy.)

*the literal translation is more ‘It’s him for me, me for him in life. He said it to me, He swore it to me for life’ but it’s implicitly a marriage vow. (Native french speaker here)

**‘And as soon as I see him, then, I feel my heart inside me beating.’ But here in the context of ofmd I think the romantic meaning is remplaced by ‘this is my purpose in life and it makes me feel alive’

"It’s about belonging to something when the world has told you you’re nothing" Izzy s1 insisted that Edward was nothing, in s1 he also thought that he was nothing without Blackbeard, he thought the Crew of the revenge wasn’t his crew but just a bunch of moron. In s2 we see him learn that he is someone outside of his job toward Blackbeard & his dying speech show us that he learned that Ed wasn’t nothing either (something something about the cursed jacket being Blackbeard’s heart and Izzy agreeing that it isn’t cursed but for the crew [and Edward now] they have to let it go). + I don’t need to explain that we see him in s2 actually seeing the crew as, well, an actual crew where he belong too

‘It’s about finding the family to kill for when yours are long dead’ (I won’t spend a long moment on that because it’s more about Edward but something something Ed actually killing for the first time in ep 8 something something something Him accepting his darkest part fully (piracy) when he think Stede could be dead. Well actually it really fit—)

So, Izzy dying isn’t about the old way dying as some people seem to think it represents(the old way are already dead at that point as many pointed out). It’s about… well, piracy dying. The golden age of piracy is ending (merthur when will I get free of you—).

And yet, why did David said this ?

Well, people, again : Izzy speech !

"Kill us. Kill us all. Our spirit will last throughout your entire fuckin’ empire because… we’re good. And you are a rancid syphilitic cunt."

(Edit : also it’s interesting that the only other time syphilis is said in the show is in the cursed jacket episode)

So, him dying is about piracy dying. HOWEVER, community ( as we can see with the revenge) still seems to thrive because even if ‘piracy’ dies, the core of it will not. Community & their stories (the unicorn is an animal of legend) will still outlive everything else, expecially the assh*les [the British empire]. The seagull (Button) represent change. Piracy died because everything end at some point but what is death if not change? (The Sandman is this you ?) What if life began again ? Good will not just triumph against Evil, it will outlive it and if it dies it will rise again changed.

OFMD isn’t about the immortality of thing, it isn’t about staying miserable where you are, it’s about the death of thing. No matter how hard it’s you have to try, let go of the rope that bind you and change.

So yeah, I agree, that final episode was rushed but I disagree, Izzy dying wasn’t pointless.

[cowboywritersworld]

May I request a Kyle Fletcher x Reader?

When Kyle attacks Will and costs him his Championship, Reader is shocked. She had thought the two were always close together. She being a wrestler as well, she goes out to check on Will - whom she is a close friend with - leading to an argument backstage between her and Kyle with no cameras around.

This can't be true

General Masterlist | AEW Masterlist | Kyle Fletcher Masterlist

Characters: Kyle Fletcher, Reader, Will Ospreay

Prompt: When Kyle attacks Will and costs him his Championship, Reader is shocked. She had thought the two were always close together. She being a wrestler as well, she goes out to check on Will - whom she is a close friend with - leading to an argument backstage between her and Kyle with no cameras around.

You are watching the triple threat match for the Intercontinental Championship while you are stretching your back. Your match still has to come and you surely can't miss that important match.

It is very good, all three of them are just so good in the ring, but you raise an eyebrow, when someone slides in the ring.

That figure is well known to you, you would recognize Kyle's body anywhere, even between thousand people. His features are unmistakable to you, even though the commentators seem to not understand who it is. You stand up and run to Gorilla, just as Kyle prepares Will for the Tiger Driver 91, gasping loudly when he drops Will on the mat. No, that can't be Kyle, not the Kyle you know.

Don Callis... God, that man will pay for that. You run out to the ring, Takeshita pinning a Will fully in pain. You are Kyle's girlfriend and Will's best friend ever since you all know each other, but you can't believe what you just saw. You slide into the ring, carefully going over to Will, not caring about the others in the ring, especially not Kyle.

"Will, are you okay?" Of course he isn't, Kyle has dropped him so bad on his head...

"Y/N, you shouldn't be here! It's dangerous!" Will smiles though, accepting your help.

"What are you doing here?" Kyle bends towards you, hissing those words.

"I am caring about one of my best friends, you know! Especially after a traitor just dropped him on his head!"

You stand up and push him away, anger and hurt in your eyes. You look yourself around and the crowd seems to believe that your presence is part of the segment, even though it isn't, but thankfully everyone in the ring is playing along as well. You all are professional wrestler and can adapt to changes without problems.

Deep inside you know that you'll have to give Tony Khan some explanations, but it's your last thought at that moment. While The Family stands tall in the ring, you go backstage supporting Will, sighing.

"You shouldn't have done that, Y/N." Will tells you once you are alone, no cameras around.

"I was scared for you. It went well and the crowd was sold on that, so it was still a success." You smile at him. "Let's get you to doc. Sampson though. I am really worried about you."

Will chuckles. "You always care so much about me, Y/N." He lets you help him get to Medical, walking slowly.

"I always did and always will. You can always count on me, Will, like you always could up until now." When you get to the room, you help him on one of the beds. "Take care and let me know what Sampson says... I..." You sigh, looking down at your feet. "I need to go and talk with Kyle."

You walk out after waving at Will, wandering the halls of the Arena, trying to find your boyfriend. You hate what he has done, no matter if it was keyfabe or not. You hope to find him alone, because you are just inches away from killing Don Callis. It feels like ages before you can finally hear him talking to someone, not too far away from where you are. You are not surprised in the slightest when you see Don Callis and Takeshita there as well. To your happiness, they leave you and your boyfriend alone, when you stop in front of him.

"We are alone, no cameras around. Care to explain me what the bloody hell got through your mind?" You cross your arms at your chest, just so disappointed at the whole situation.

"I..." Kyle looks at you, but he seems hurt by your behavior, when - in fact - it is all his fault. "It is complicated to explain, you wouldn't understand."

"What should I understand?" You ask, slightly raising your voice. "You dropped him, your brother, your best friend, on his fucking head, Kyle!" You close your hands to fists. "You could seriously hurt him, maybe even paralize him. I don't recognize you anymore." You shake your head, definitely not happy.

"Why do you even care so much about him? Is there something I need to know about?" Now he is the person who crosses his arm to his chest.

"You already know we are b-" You try to interrupt him, but are shocked by what he is trying to imply. "Is that idiot trying to put you against me in real life too? There is NOTHING more than friendship between me and Will, you know that very well." You are pissed off, even just because you have to remark that, fully convinced he is questioning it only because of Don Callis. "That's it, I don't need to give you any more explanations. I want answers in the next days, I'm going at the hotel."

You need fresh air, you need to calm down and don't really want to go on arguing with him right now.

[railingsofsorrow]

Anti-Hero

[jj maybank x reader]

SONG INSPIRATION » ANTI-HERO by taylor swift

[ part of the “taylor swift anthology”]

summary: with summer comes changes and you all for it. except when those changes brings a truth you don't want to accept. and your best friend is responsible for leaving you intrigued.

or, in which you and jj have become closer during summer, but growing feelings make you push him away. it might take a storm for you to figure out what you really want.

pairings: jj maybank x kook!fem!reader

w.c: 1.9K

warnings/content: insecurities; self doubt (conversations about not deserving someone); mataphors about drowning (nothing bad happens!); a storm™; sarah cameron gives great advice <3

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A/N: found this in my WIPS and thought it fit anti-hero pretty well. this is my interpretation of the song which I relate a lot. + we got obx s3 being released tmr and this is kind of a celebration to it (I miss my boys and my girls). good reading!

A/N²: poorly edited. I'm sleepy.

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❝ it's me, hi, I'm the

problem, it's me. ❞

➶ ➷

“I see what you do when you get attached, you know?” Sarah broke the silence after a few minutes. Her hair had gotten a lighter shade of blonde over the summer, you noticed.

It wasn't the only thing that changed in Sarah Cameron during the summer. Your best friend had gotten stronger, much different from when she was last year, less judgemental about certain subjects her dad brainwashed her with.

You were proud of her. So incredibly proud for what she had become.

One thing, however, had not changed at all: how well she was able to read you.

You changed as well. For the better? For the worst? You weren't sure. You just know that your friends had become your family more than anyone else in your life. And you were grateful for that. Maybe, they were a big part of your change during the summer, too.

The dirty haired blond with toned body that surfed the harsh waves in front of you was definitely responsible for those changes, too. You couldn't deny it; you just didn't say it out loud.

“Attached to what?” You replied after a while of observing the boy. He hipnotized you some times. JJ Maybank had a way with you you'd never understand fully.

“Attached to someone, romantically.” Sarah specified, giving you a look to let you know she knew you weren't paying attention. “You're doing it to him.”

You shifted on the towel, feeling apprehensive. Sarah had become fucking bold, huh?

No. She had always been like that.

“I don't even know what you're talking about, Sarah.” You said, playing dumb.

“Yes, you do. I can see it in your face. You venture with someone new, have fun, and as soon as your heart gives that little jump you run away.”

You rolled your eyes, turning to look at your other friends who were engaged in a calm conversation. You watched as John B. pecked Sarah's lips and sprinted towards the sea with his board.

“He cares about you. More than you see,” Sarah's smile died down as his boyfriend dove in and she turned to you again, nudging your thigh with hers. “JJ is a good guy, you know? Which, of course, that does not give anyone a hundred percent certainty of no heartbreak—”

You groan, burying your face in the towel as you spun on your back to the sun.

“Sarah—”

“— and if he does break your heart I'll murder him—”

“Sarah!”

“—but you have to think about trying before giving up, alright?” That caught your attention so you lifted your face to stare at her bewildered. She had a look as if she knew something you didn't. “If you don't try, you'll never see if it will be worth it.”

You knew she said it from experience. Her relationship with John B. had been a shot in the dark. Before they came to know each other better. There were hardships, there were bad moments. But there were good ones. A lot of those; you saw it. And the way they looked and cared for one another... It was all worth it.

A shaky sigh left your lips as you say down again. The sun was gone and the clouds painted the sky a dark shade of gray. A storm was coming. You could feel it.

“I don't even know if he wants a relationship with me, Sarah,” you blurted out, pushing your hair back. “And—and even if he did. It would never work out. We're completely different people. Polar opposites. JJ deserves someone that is worth his time.”

The boys were surfing together, now. Hyping each other up. Kiara scolded them because of the storm and ordered them to come back.

“You're blind as fuck to not notice the way he looks at you like you're a fallen star or something,” she rolled her eyes as you started to play with the hem of your bathing suit. “You need to let yourself feel happiness. I like seeing you happy, it's an amazing sight to see my best friend happy, do you know that?”

Laying your head on her shoulder, you let out a long sigh.

“I like seeing you happy, too, Sarah. I love you.”

“Thanks, I love me, too.”

You slap her thigh, gaining a pinch in your arm. Making a face, you retracted your hand to massage the spot. Sarah grinned at you.

“And who the fuck told you you're not worth JJ's time?”

You gave her an eye-roll as your cheeks heat up. You weren't, you knew it. How could you be? You weren't half of the person you wanted to be and he deserved a hundred percent. Of everything.

JJ Maybank did not deserve halves. He deserved the whole fucking sea. What good would it be for him to have someone wearing masks because the skeletons in their closets was too much to bear?

He already had too much on his plate. You wouldn't add to it. You were the problem, not him.

Looking up at the horizon, the clouds were a deep shade of grey. You could hear the soft patter of the rain against the sand. You raised your palm to feel the tears from the sky.

“Hi,”

Sprinkles of cold water landed in your face interrupting your inner monologue. You flinched when it hit your bear back, too. It wasn't the rain. Lifting your sight to glare at dirty blonde hair and a killer smile, your eyes softened without you noticing.

“A beer for your thoughts?” He offered, plotting down next to you. Seems like none of you were bothered by the coming storm, everyone else was either still swimming or splattered around in the sand.

“Thanks,” you accepted the cold bottle with a smile, taking a sip. “Won't share anything, though.”

JJ gave you a pout, “That wasn't the deal.”

“Tough life, baby.”

His lips stretched in a soft smile. It had been a while since you said the petname. It had been a while since you've held a conversation with him, to be honest. For weeks, JJ had been trying to figure it out what he had done, how he attempted to mess up his relationship with you. It would eventually happen, he knew it. He fucks everything up at some point. Blame it on genetics.

Was it something he said? An action? Had he made you uncomfortable?

He didn't know. He just wanted to make it right again. He felt like you were slipping through his fingers, like the drops of rain falling into your hand. And even if he only were able to have your friendship, that's alright; he didn't want to lose you. Never. You were the stable path he had searched for his whole life. he couldn't miss the trail. Not again.

“You alright?” you asked, noticing the small pinch in his eyebrows as he stared unfocused at the sea. Sarah had abandoned you for John B and Kiara, they were racing each other like children. You hadn't seen when Sarah left her spot, only who took it. You haven't decided if you should be happy or frustrated. JJ seemed to show up every time your thoughts reached his persona. Leaving you unprepared.

The rain was starting to pick up. Maybe you should head in to the Chateau.

You didn't move. Neither did him.

“Yeah. Are you?” He threw the question back at you. Tis tone made you drift your attention back to be beer. You glared at it. And you also mentally glared at Sarah and her stupid words that wouldn't leave your mind.You're blind as fuck to not notice the way he looks at you like you're a fallen star or something.

“Why wouldn't I be?”

“I don't know. Can't read your mind.”

“What's the fun if you could?”

“Then I would know what I did wrong.”

You sucked in a breath, meeting his eyes without meaning to. “What?” You knuckles turned white as you held the neck of the bottle tighter. JJ didn't wavered. He was always the brave one. You were always the coward.

“You've been distant,” before you were able to protest, he rushed out, “Maybe I'm reading too much into it, maybe you really are. I don't know. Did I do something to upset you?”

“No,” you said without hesitation. Because he hadn't. What was happening wasn't his fault. “I— I'm sorry. I didn't mean to.” It was yours. So for the first time —blame it on Sarah-Motherfucking-Cameron—you chose to own the truth instead of offering the easy lie.

His eyes softened. He could see the struggle in your eyes. “Are you sure? 'Cause I can handle it. You don't have to pretend I didn't fucked it up for my sake,” JJ knew you too well to know you would rather be silent than to hurt anyone with your words. Even if it would hurt you. He didn't want it with him. He wanted you to be okay. Truly okay. No masks or lies needed.

“JJ,” you whispered. “You did nothing wrong. I'm just— I'm confused, it's all. It's not your fault, if anything, it's mine.”

He frowned, “Why would it be your fault?”

You sighed, “I distanced myself. from you. I didn't meant to, but I did. It wasn't anything you did. At least not like you think.”

“Not like I think?”

You chuckled at his puzzled look.

“I care about you, JJ. So we should give up from this and just, move on to another subject. An easier one.” You pleaded.

He rasied his eyebrows, “I don't want to move on from this yet,” he felt a bit bold. “Why did you distanced yourself if it wasn't something I did?”

You stayed quiet, watching his fingers pull his now-wet strands back. Your own hair was starting to stick to your shoulders and back because of the rain. It was getting stronger. But your body was frozen because you were caught off guard. You weren't expecting this conversation to arrive today. Or ever. You would never be prepared for this.

“It was easier.”

“Easier?”

“Yes.”

“Why was it easier to be away from me?”

“Because I was drowning and even if I know how to swim I'm not sure I want to.”

Oh.

Oh.

JJ was in desperate need of your full attention now. But you wouldn't meet his eyes as hard as he burned his onto your face. He was searching for answers.

“That's fine,” he said carefully, scared to drive you away again. “You don't have to keep swimming. You can just... stay afloat for a while. Rest your breath. You won't drown.” The water of the sky tasted salty in his tongue. He observed your profile paint with drops and refrained from brushing a thumb against it.

I've been drowning since the first moment I laid eyes on you. You thought, blinking fast when the rain started to lnd in your eyelashes.

“I can't stay afloat,” you croaked out softly.

“I can help you with that,” you gazed up at him. “It's not hard,” he said with a soft smile, his palm capturing a bit of the storm like you were doing previously. “You just have to believe for a second and relax. Let your mind free, you know? I'll be there the whole time, if you let me.”

Please, let me.

Please.

“What if I drift from the shore?” You frown when his hair fell right into his eyes, drenched. Holding yourself back to not push it back.

“I'll swim and bring you back.”

I'd dive into the end of the ocean to find you. JJ thought.

“I could be too far gone, Maybank.”

Because you're the antihero in your story. You sabotage and you bargain your love life for the sake of being lonely. Simply because you couldn't handle being out of control. Or being reciprocated. It was terrifying to not be loved back. But it was even more terrifying to be loved.

“Never.” he shook his head. “Only if you want to be. Do you want to be?”

Too far gone from you? No.

Never.

I can't. Not anymore.

“No,” you admit after a while. Gaze glued to his. “I don't want to be too far.”

He hums, “Then I won't let you drift away. Do you trust me?” He asked, brushing a stray strand behind your ear.

“I do,” you feel a smile creeping in your face. “Of course, I do.”

He was grinning, a happy glint in his blue eyes. Even with the rain brushing against his face like tears. He was beautiful. “Well, then we don't have much to worry about, do we?”

“No, I don't think we do.”

The storm didn't diminished. And you didn't move. Maybe you could swim close to the shore, after all.

➶ ➷

A/N: part two?

[taletheoldcrowtold]

Pride - 2024: Day 7

Movie: Beginners

Made in: 2011 – Set in: 2003

Starring: Ewan McGregor, Christopher Plummer, Melanie Laurent, Goran Visnjic, Mary Page Keller, Keegan Boos, China Shavers, Kai Lennox, Cosmo the dog

Rated R for: Language and brief nudity (boobies)

A romantic dramedy about Oliver as he tries to come to terms with the passing of his father, Hal, who had recently come out as gay. After dealing with the death, he meets Anna, an actress who understands his family troubles and shares his fear of commitment.

The main story of this movie is Oliver as he tries to find happiness after the death of his father. It does show him and father through flashbacks, showing what it is like to be a late-in-life gay man. The movie handles loss and trying to come to terms with it all. Also that sometimes things you think don’t affect your child end up being a big part of their function.

Spoilers Under the Keep Reading Line

You go in knowing that Hal dies, but he improves his relationship with his son and it implies that Oliver and Anna might make it work out.

It’s always nice to see movies that show acceptance and this did a very good job of it. Oliver doesn’t care at all that his father is gay and seems very encouraging for him to explore his new life. Hal is dying of cancer and doesn’t wish to tell people about it and I can understand that, though I agreed with Oliver that he should at least tell his boyfriend, Andy. It’s got some funny bits in it along with the sad and Oliver grieving over his father is relatable and nicely acted. Of course I’ve always been a fan of Ewan McGregor, so…<.< I also liked the romance between Oliver and Anna and wanted them to get together, though with their issues I could see where there would be problems if they didn’t try. Oliver’s commitment issues stem from watching his parents in an unhappy marriage, which I don’t think some parents realize really does affect their kids even if it isn’t a violent or argumentative marriage. The flashbacks weren’t confusing, which I know can be a problem sometimes in movies, as it isn’t always obvious that it’s a flashback. And it’s nice to see it talked about why gay men marry women and not make it so much of a ‘I wasn’t aware I was gay’ and more of a ‘society says its wrong and I just want to be happy and not lonely’. Also how people felt about homosexuality in that time, as Hals’ wife told him she’d fix him being gay when she proposed to him. It’s sad, funny and makes you think about a lot of life’s problems and how sometimes even what seems like a normal upbringing can impact someone’s view of the world and how they handle relationships.

Mom’s Thoughts: Although this movie touches on the father being gay, I think it is more about Oliver and his adjustment to his father coming out to him at age 78 that he is gay and how Oliver’s parents’ apparent unhappy marriage has affected him in maintaining a romantic relationship. Oliver grew up during the 1960s and 70s hardly knowing his father because his father spent so much time as manager of a museum. This was not that uncommon during that time. Once Oliver’s father tells Oliver he wants to explore the gay side of himself, he fully immerses himself into the gay lifestyle, joining several gay-oriented groups and acquiring a boyfriend. Most of this is learned through flashbacks as at the very beginning Oliver tells the audience his father has died. Oliver compares 1955 life (the year his parents married) to 2003 life (the movie’s present day) and how much different being gay is. I felt the film was very true to life and showed a son grieving the death of his parents in a realistic way. The acting is great and though there are moments of sadness in the film it is not overwhelming or depressing. I feel it is a good movie to watch with your family as everyone would have someone in the movie they could relate to. Oh, and the father’s dog (a cute Jack Russell terrier) finds a forever home with Oliver.

[n0resistance]

People Pleaser

I never fought with my mother. Most girls do; probably starts when they are teenagers and lasts until one of them grows up. I would hope it stops after 30s where you see each other as adults. I never experienced it, I fought with my dad (always lost, and his tactic was stonewalling; very effective), fought with my siblings, even some friends, definitely ex-boyfriends. I was 12 when my mom died and even though I was a kid and even though she got mad, for numerous things. Like the house not being clean, us being annoying, being late to school, watching too much TV. If she said I was wrong I always accepted being wrong.

   I never felt grown enough to have an ego to say, “hey mom, you’re wrong”. Which I would assume is why girls fight with their mothers in the first place. The result of never fighting nor growing up with her, I never had to live my entire life after her death resenting her. She never took away my freedom, or shattered my dreams, I was too young to do anything so I never had her being overly protective to the point I would regress. 

     Being half Polish American and half first generation Filipino, my culture was segregated and confusing. My family accepted each other, loved each other from a distance, but they never understood each other. I don’t even think my parents even got each other fully. Love and compatibility are super different. My dad came from a family who didn’t show much emotion. A typical American household where after you’re 18, you tend to see each other on Holidays and sometimes birthdays. There weren’t things in his house like hugging or kissing. He began that after my mom died and doing therapy. There was a lot of prayer though, my father had 3 siblings, not much change occurred frequently. My grandmother on his side still currently lives in the house they grew up in.

    My mother came from a family where even though you fought, you’d probably be living in the same house with each other. Family is loyal no matter what, they spend a lot of time together, at one point there was 10 of us living in the house in Jersey. Her mother who I called Mommy Leonie, took care of all of us kids as her own. Lots of kisses, food, singing, dancing, hugs, and simple days of watching tv together and playing outside. Family was celebrated on weekends where we had Filipino parties. Sense of community was super strong and huge. She had so many friends from all over. She immigrated a lot of her family to NJ. It was difficult that half of the family was on the other side of the world and the other half was here. 

    My Filipino side overpowered my Polish side being that my mom came to America in her 30’s. Even though my sister and I look white, we feel Filipino and American. People will always think we’re Spanish or Italian, mainly something we’re not.  We would visit the Philippines whenever we could. Eat rice every day. Make some Filipino friends, my mom had a group of friends who had white husbands, and our values were similar. I appreciate my culture. I wouldn’t be who I am if it weren’t for it. Specifically, you learn to be very clean, educated, you really respect your elders. You learn to put people especially family first. All my siblings brought me everywhere with them, even if they didn’t want to.

   Since going to therapy, I learned a lot of the things that I would get praised for doing, kind of hindered my life as an adult. I come from a customer service background. Although I’m an artist I never did well in a lot of jobs. A lot of the demands of full-time jobs gave me anxiety. I know I could never do anything medical, I tried working in a office and it wasn’t for me I would try again but am unsure if it fits my personality. Connecting and helping people has been part of my calling instead and I think I learned it from my family’s culture. 

     Although our culture is diverse with music, community, dance, Food, and not to mention the most beautiful islands in the world. We are also hospitable people. I grew up traveling all over the world staying at my mom’s friends’ places. Including Japan, Canada, Germany, and I learned when I have people stay at my house to give up my bed, have food ready, and to clear my schedule to entertain them. I never learned an important thing though called boundaries until a year ago. 

    I finally learned how to say no at an old age, as well as not lie, gossip, or over exaggerate, as well as eat healthier. When I was younger witnessing my mother’s anger and how she would argue with people; I devoted a lot of mental energy to never argue. Was actually crazy afraid of it. I just acted like my dad and became quiet, or would say yes, or show no reaction. Try my best to not get stressed because it can eventually cause illness and kill you. If I had partners where we were consistently fighting, I knew this needed to end soon. I have to end this some way somehow. Being such a people pleaser and afraid of breaking up, I would do something crazy like move to LA. There’s a lack of consciousness with this kind of behavior and I believe it’s passed down generation to generation. 

    There are tools out there especially for people who grew up in Asian households. A normal Slovakian thing to do I noticed was men bottled a lot of things up and out of nowhere explode in anger. It’s so weird because the silence was there for so long and then you can see how they feel all at once in anger, then act like nothing happened. My dad would do this constantly as a child and would leave; 5-10 minutes later he would come back to my room and apologize, where I would never take the anger too seriously. If I talk about it to anyone who’s Polish or Slovakian, they know exactly what I’m talking about. 

   I’m very lucky to have a father who loves me no matter what. I’m an artist, not married, no kids. He is okay with it as long as I’m happy and self-sufficient. I’ve been paying my own bills since 21 without help and I have independence to the point that I call my father just because I want to, not because I need him. If I ever needed him financially, he developed boundaries and would say no. Especially when I was taking a lot of risks when I was younger, he would say, “you can figure it out”. If I ever needed him emotionally, he would be there sometimes. He has taught me to put myself first and I appreciate that. He prioritizes helping people like my sister and grandmother which is really important to our family.

    My mom did too. My mom was highly independent with her own business and would travel to the Philippines without my father a couple months out of the year to not be around for the winter. Which is exactly where I get it from. It’s not that we want to punish our significant others, just we want to be in the hot, where everything’s cheaper, with family especially during the cold winters where the nature of our chosen business doesn’t make much money. What’s the point of sticking around if you get sick, don’t make much money, and don’t want to go outside. Might as well get pampered in good weather and spend time with family.

    I learned how to be a minimalist living in New York and also because both of my parents were hoarders. After my mom passed away, we had two houses filled with her stuff to get rid of. I would go through every item with tears feeling like this was the end of her. She kept everything to exercise equipment, VHS’s, to her school uniform from 8th grade. Designer bags, clothes, and shoes. I always say I could live out of a suitcase if I wanted to. The only things I want to keep are my pictures and instruments. The rest don’t mean a thing. Being a minimalist helps if you travel, move a lot, or live with your partner to be honest. 

    There’s so much de-conditioning I have to do in order to achieve a really great life in my future. I think if I master all the work now, I can really have an incredible decade in my 40’s. The need to take care of people has to stop. I always go out of my way to do that and it makes me uncomfortable a lot of the time and sometimes I make people uncomfortable by overly extending myself to make them happy. Doesn’t help that I work in a field where I get paid to do just that.

    Sometimes it’s nice and it’s good to do but pick and choose who’s worthy of it. Being a yes person needs to stop. If you give your energy all away, how will you have any for yourself. I say I want to be the person who can say no, without an excuse. Stop believing that the only way to success is through my job. Just the fact that my jobs allow me to be creative, pay all my bills, and doesn’t feel like torture. I feel like I hit the jackpot.

   That buying a house, having kids, and getting married makes you successful. I mean right now I feel successful because I don’t fight with my boyfriend, we have a great relationship, and we’re both going after our dreams. I need to learn to create a bubble (imaginary bubble) so I don’t take other people’s energies and moods as my own. I also have held back a lot of feelings so I don’t “fight” with people; but I learned that I’m a “fearful avoidant person”. I learned I can say how I feel without yelling. I can just say it, I can talk, and I can use my words.

   When you realize you are in fact traumatized. That you have been living this way your entire life (by default) and there’s definitely a better way to interact with the world. Life does get easier. I mean it’s not perfect. Stressors of life happen that you just can’t control but reading about stoicism can change the way we think about it. The most important thing is how you respond to everything. To be a calm cool collective person that you naturally are. Knowing everything is going to be okay is half the battle. Everything else will fall into place. Even though I have trauma, like all humans do, I actively am trying to break cycles, and live the life I deserve. Maybe people who feel the same can feel empowered to do the same. 

    The steps it takes to stop people pleasing I learned it to first really think about do I want to do it or do I just want to so yes because I feel like I have to. Then, if you’re like me and want to do everything but physically can’t. Start prioritizing what you would regret missing. We are always sacrificing something. No choice is wrong, only if you truly feel like it is. I don’t want to feel like I have to pay for everything anymore. I can never be in two places at once and pick the place I would regret not being at the most. I look if I can financially afford doing this right now. The most important thing is that I’m mentally and physically happy and healthy. My boyfriend and I work a lot, him even more than me. We’re tired. I want to create. At the end of the day, if I can help it, I just want to spend time recharging myself or dating him. It’s hard, it’s a forever journey, but it’s important. Especially taking other people’s energy as your own. I learned that wearing a turquoise stone has been protecting me from that. 

[rencissancealpha]

Nathan could sense how tense Mike was, but, again, he shrugged it off and didn't take it personally. Maybe being around family was triggering for Mike, all things considered from what he knew of Mike's past, maybe he was feeling sick despite what he said, maybe the stress of having your not-really-boyfriend around and trying to dodge everyone's questions was a lot for him- the more Nathan thought about it, the more reasons he found that the other would validly be on edge and he accepted that and continued trying his best to be a rock for the other, a source of comfort and safety during tumultuous times.

One day, Mike would look back on this holiday with him and he wanted to make sure they had nothing but sweet memories to reminisce over. Kate was on top form and he loved that she got to share in these moments with them. She would point and be amazed at various things and he would nod and smile, encouraging her. He felt like a real part of Mike's life, like a part of his family- and that brought him more joy and comfort than words could describe. Mike suddenly pulled away and he looked over, surprised for a moment but then smiling when he saw the direction he was headed, "Look what Uncle Mike found!" he said excited with Kate, "Let's cheer for him, Kate- c'mon, Uncle Mike, woop woop!" he cheered cutely with the little girl on his hip, laughing happily at her joining in with him. His heart was so full and his eyes were filled with stars and hearts as he watched Mike, continuing to cheer even when he missed a few hoops. He hadn't heard someone calling to Mike but he noticed the other suddenly whipping around and he looked over to see who it was.

From where he was standing, the noise of the fair and the little but loud Kate on his hip, Nathan hadn't heard the first few words exchanged between Mike and the mystery man and Nathan walked in closer, smiling widely and warmly, "Hey, what's up? You must be a friend of Pr- Mike's," he said, holding his hand out before the scene fully registered to him. Being a professional fighter, Nathan's reflexes and reaction time was significantly quicker than the average person and time almost slowed as he suddenly picked up some key information— one; Mike's face seemed to drain of all color and it wasn't the look he had when he was about to be sick, it was fear. Two; Kate suddenly clung more tightly to his side, burying her face against his neck and turning away from the man. Three; the look on the man's face was undeniably maniacal. Nathan's protective instincts flared within split-seconds and he smoothly retracted his hand and instinctively moved to stand in front of Mike, covering most of him - shielding him.

"Buddy, I don't know who you are or what the deal is- but we're actually in the middle of a family thing right now and you're not part of that, so ..." he said calmly and gently handed Kate over to Mike to hold so that his hands were free if this were to progress in any kind of way, "... I suggest you just say your goodbyes and be on your way, okay?"

As Nathan continued to show him affection and act lovingly, Mike knew he had to create distance between them. Getting too involved would only deepen the hurt in the end. Yet, he had to maintain the façade of normalcy to avoid a public scene and ruin the holiday spirit. After all, he was the one who had invited Nathan in the first place. Mike was skilled at concealing his emotions and pretending everything was fine; he had years of practice, so a few more days wouldn't be a problem. One thing was certain: he couldn't let his family grow too attached to Nathan. He wouldn't be sticking around for long. The last thing Mike needed was his family prying and reminiscing about how great Nathan was, how well they fit together, and how much they missed him. All he wanted was to bury his feelings and pretend they had never been a couple.

One thing Mike refused to let Nathan do was ruin Kate's chance to win that bear. Not only would it tie a memory to Nathan, but Mike knew he wouldn't be able to just get rid of it. He was determined not to bring any unhappiness to his niece, even if it meant having to associate Nathan with the bear. Perhaps he needed to revert to his old self, the one who hid his feelings and thoughts from everyone. His train of thought was interrupted once again by Nathan's cheerful voice, the man seemingly having the time of his life despite the circumstances. Mike pushed aside the uncomfortable feeling that washed over him at Nathan's compliment. He forced another smile onto his face, finding it easier with each passing moment.

Mike's body tensed up as Nathan held him, but he didn't allow himself to relax or melt into the embrace as he used to. It was becoming increasingly difficult, but Mike had to resist. He could only hope Nathan didn't notice. "No, I'm not hungry," Mike said, shaking his head. "If I do get hungry, I'll grab something or let you know." He shrugged his shoulders, brushing off the physical affection as merely friendly. Fortunately, Kate joined them, putting an end to any potential awkwardness or confrontations. Mike scanned the area, looking for one of the games with the giant bears Kate wanted so badly. Ignoring the thoughts about how great of a dad Nathan would be—he was so good with Kate—Mike hesitantly took Nathan's hand as they began to move. The crowd was larger than expected, with a few familiar faces, but everyone seemed lost in their own enjoyment, paying no attention to Mike. Finally spotting a hoop shot game, Mike quickly pulled his hand away, walking ahead to pay for a couple of rounds before Nathan could intervene. He could sense them behind him, especially when Kate struggled to decide which bear she wanted. Mike began shooting hoops, missing a few shots when someone called out his name. The voice was all too familiar, causing Mike's heart to race and a panic attack to bubble up inside him. There stood the last person he ever wanted to see—or thought he would see—Connor. "C-Connor?" Mike stammered, watching as the smirk he knew all too well spread across Connor's face. "Montgomery, it's been a while. I didn't think I'd see you here. Last I heard, you and Travis ran out of town the moment you graduated. Is he here too?"

[blog-name-idk]

Everything Falls (Into Place) | 04

**Banner by the incredible @bangtansmauyeondan

Pairing: OT7 x Fem Reader

Genre: College!AU, Roommate!AU, Fluff, Humor, Smut

Summary: Your new roommates are unbearably nice and unbearably hot. Good thing you're an adult who is fully capable of platonic friendships with the opposite sex, right?

Word Count: 1514

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Hobi If anyone's home, can you check my room for my literature essay? I thought I had it but it's not in my bag >_<

Yoongi No

Jimin Why can't your professor accept email essays like a normal person?

Jungkook Because he's like a hundred years old.

You I found it on your desk! I'll drop it off at the studio before class!

Hobi My hero!!!! We're at the Intramural Sports Building, in studio 2B!

You smiled at your phone as you headed towards the building Hobi and Jimin were practicing at. While it was still too early to have really become friends with everyone, they had been doing a surprisingly good job of not making you feel like a total outsider, especially considering what a tight knit group they seemed to be.

They had created a new house group chat with you included, and while you were sure they had their own without you, that didn't really bother you. They practically acted like brothers, after all. There were bound to be things they'd discuss amongst each other that they weren't comfortable sharing with a total rando. You were slowly becoming immune (well, at least accustomed to) to their supermodel good looks, and that made you able to appreciate just what good people they truly were.

There were many little things they did as a group that made the house feel much more like a family than just a standard college roommate situation. Almost every morning, Jin was up early making breakfast for everyone. And barring things like conflicting schedules, everyone tried to eat together at the dining table every night, mafia family dinner style.

Gaming with Jungkook and Taehyung was a blast ("What the hell! You cheated!" "Don't be a sore loser, [y/n])." Namjoon was a grounding presence and a great study buddy, and Hobi's smile and silly antics never failed to brighten up your day. Jimin, you discovered, was an incorrigible flirt, but it was fun to banter back and forth knowing that there were no expectations on either side. Yoongi kept to himself most of the time, but he was always polite when you crossed paths. Part of you was actually grateful to your ex-roommate and ex-boyfriend for being the catalyst that had brought about these changes to your life. As if reflecting your mood, the weather had been shifting rapidly into spring, and you were finally able to break out your favorite sundress.

You could hear the music bumping from outside the studio, so you quietly eased yourself into the room and made yourself comfortable in the corner. You hadn't actually gotten a chance to watch Hobi and Jimin dance before, so you intended to take full advantage of your impromptu visit. And you weren't disappointed.

Everyone in their group was good, but Hobi's movements were somehow simultaneously crisp and boneless, and Jimin moved with poise and elegance you wouldn't have expected from how often he seemed to lose balance and fall off chairs. You couldn't even see their faces, since they were facing the mirror, yet you were completely mesmerized. When the music stopped, you automatically broke into applause, only to stop and blush when you realized that the entire group had stopped to look at you.

"[Y/n]!" Hobi called happily, jogging over to you. Oh lord, he was glistening with sweat, and his hair was mussed in a way that made him way too attractive for your mere mortal heart to handle. As if that weren't enough, Jimin followed soon after, running his hand through his sweaty hair in a way he knew was sexy.

"You guys were amazing!" You praised with heartfelt admiration. "I've never seen anyone move like that!"

"We still have a lot to improve on," said Jimin bashfully, ducking his head a bit at the compliment. You smiled. Even being the flirt he was, honest praise seemed to fluster him more than anything else could. Giving him time to recover, you grabbed Hobi's essay from your book bag.

"Oh thank god," said Hobi, making cute grabby hands at his homework. "You saved my life."

"Is this your girlfriend, hyung?" A third member of the group had joined and was looking at you curiously.

"Oh, I'm just the new roommate," you explained with a smile, wanting your friends' team members to like you. "It's nice to meet you, I'm [y/n]."

"Nice to meet you too, [y/n], I'm Dongmin," he said with a grin, reaching out and shaking your hand. You smiled wider. He was pretty cute, if not anywhere near the level of your new roommates. "Ah, good grip. That means you're a good person."

"Interesting criteria," you replied in amusement. "Though I suppose you're right, people with limp handshakes can't be trusted."

"Hyung, we should probably get back to work, right?" asked Jimin abruptly, his tone almost annoyed. You realized you must have been distracting them from practice, and you felt a little guilty for overstaying your welcome.

"You're right," the elder agreed, though his eyes were on Dongmin and not on you. "Thanks for bringing me my homework, [y/n]. Jimin, can you walk her out while we get started?"

Geez, they didn't need to escort you out like you were getting kicked out of a club. You could take a hint. Still, you said nothing and obediently followed Jimin out the door, and when he smiled at you there was no hint of that earlier annoyance.

"Thanks for coming by," he said sincerely with that cute crinkle of his eyes. Huh, you supposed you must have imagined the irritation in his tone earlier. "I like that dress," he added nonchalantly. "You look really beautiful in it."

You felt your face flush. Teasing banter and stupid sexual innuendos were easy to brush off. But you were just as weak to real compliments as Jimin, and he knew it. The two of you had developed an unspoken game in which the winner was the one who could make the other break first.

"I'll see you at home," he finished, ending this round in a total KO by kissing your cheek and going back inside before you could do anything other than gape. For a moment you just stood there listening to the muffled music start up again, before robotically turning to go to class. Sure, he was flirty, but he had never been so bold as to do that.

By the time you got to class, however, you had calmed down. You had already learned that Jimin was a touchy feely guy, not just with you but with all of his housemates, so you figured it wasn't a big deal. He probably did that stuff all the time, and you were slightly annoyed that you had let him fluster you so easily. Reassured, you set your focus back onto your professor and your notes.

~~~~~

"Yoongi, you have to wake up."

He tried to ignore the person shaking his shoulder gently, turning over with a grumble and hoping they would just leave. Unfortunately, they did not give up, instead changing tactics and attacking his sides with evil, wiggling fingers. Yoongi shot up in fury, fully ready to ream into whichever idiot maknae had dared to tickle him awake, only to be met with the sight of his newest housemate hovering over him. What the fuck? You dug the knife into his back even deeper by laughing at his betrayal in his eyes.

"You said today is that master class with that pianist you wanted to meet, right?"

His eyes widened, and he realized that he had forgotten to set an alarm before laying down to nap on the couch.

"Shit, what time is it?" he asked, running his hands through his sleep-mussed hair, trying to will his brain to boot up faster.

"You'll get there five minutes early if you hustle," you said, amused. Fuck, he could kill for some coffee right now, but there was no time. With a curse, he leapt up to run to his room and grab his bag, only for you to already be holding it out for him in one hand. In your other hand was an iced americano, condensation glistening on the clear plastic. Shocked, he met your amused eyes as you shoved both items into his hands.

"Go, go!" you insisted, herding him out the door. He complied, stumbling outside, and it was only when he was seated in the recital hall that he realized he had forgotten to thank you.

~~~~~

You yawned as you stumbled into your room after a particularly boring lecture, and went to dump your bag by your desk. Then you paused. Sitting innocently atop your textbooks was a small paper bag emblazoned with the logo of your favorite bakery. Inside was the raspberry danish you got every time you went. You smiled and took a selfie with the bag, sending it to the only person you could think of who would have had a reason to leave you a gift.

You Thank you Yoongi! <33333 Read 7:33pm

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[moscnios]

HI HELOOO SAW YOUR SINGLE MOM!READER X LAW AND I AM SO FHDJSJS AHHH, I KNOW IT'S A ONE SHOT BUT I STILL WANT TO REQUEST SOMETHING ps. you can't pick this if you don't want to <3+#8 but thank you if you do !!

scenario: law is extremely frustrated and mad, your daughter was now out of danger but still. she slipped out of watch and when you all found her she was alr bleeding (it's something not major danger but still cause everyone to panic) LAW WAS SO MAD THAT NOBODY WAS ON WATCH, AND you keep telling him it's not their fault your daughter was really playful. but that didn't keep him from ranting infront of you, you just watch while smiling him walk back and fort while saying something abt your daughter *he really cares huh?* and you suddenly say "law, will you marry me?" like this scene

NEW LABELs+ / ☻

☻  /  pairing . . .  mother!fem!reader x trafalgar law.

☻  /  type of love . . .  romantic. familial.

☻  /  synopsis . . .  call it the parental instinct he was beginning to develop but law notices when something feels wrong. and pure panic sets in when he realizes his step-daughter has disappeared.

☻  /  content warnings . . .  mentions of injury and blood. not proofread.

☻  /  commentary . . .  this is hands down one of the sweetest rqs i have ever received. and i have no idea if i did it any justice or not. ooc law kinda ?? idek. this is a continuation of this ! note: ( d/n ) means ‘daughter’s name’ !

It was quiet, too quiet.

The sounds of talking, playing and a child’s loud laughter had died down half an hour ago. ( y/n ) peeped through the window above the kitchen sink, seeing the worn-out pirate crew lying across the grass, trying to catch their breaths. Standing in the middle of the exhausted crew was ( d/n ), her daughter with a small pout, not even sweating.

It seems she was the cause of all of it.

( y/n ) had shaken her head before returning to the task at hand, cleaning, and reorganizing the home with the help of Law, who was now fully embracing his new labels, boyfriend, and more recently, a parental figure ( d/n ).

He wasn’t perfect, far from it. He was still...technically a wanted criminal. But ( d/n ) had come around to like him and accept him and the rest of his crew as part of her family.

More importantly, she had begun to view Law as the father figure she never had. He may not have been like the other fathers on the island or even been her real father. But neither of those things mattered to her, she liked Law for who he was.

Which is why she wanted to give him a present in order to celebrate him officially becoming part of the family. After a short time of pondering, she decided on a flower that only grows in the grove just down the stream from her home.

It’s not just any flower. To the citizens of this island, a flower of its kind is said to symbolize love and soothe the soul, as well as bring good luck. Her plan was to turn the flower into a resin pendant with the help of her mother. When he would have to take to the seas again, she wished for him to have a charm to watch over him and keep him safe, as well as something to remind him of the family he has waiting for him at home.

Her plan was perfect. She knew he would love it.

The only problem was the grove the flower had bloomed wasn’t the safest, especially not for a young girl. Not only that, but the flower had grown on tall trees, meaning she would have to climb her way up to them. The playful girl wasn’t worried about either, as she sneaked away from the Heart Pirates who were now asleep on the grass before skipping down the stream.

Not even five minutes after she had slipped away, Law had noticed it was too quiet.

“You okay there?” ( y/n ) questioned, dusting the furniture.

“Something isn’t right,” He answered, walking over to the window above the kitchen sink, looking across the lawn, and seeing his crew sound asleep. He had looked to Bepo, knowing normally ( d/n ) would use the mink as a pillow and blanket in one.

However, she was nowhere to be seen. Instead wrapped in Bepo’s arms was one of her toys. Panic instantly set in. He looked around again, hopefully, maybe he had just missed her.

There was just no sign of her. Not even a trace of where she could have possibly disappeared off to.

( y/n ) had immediately noticed how tense he had become, putting down her duster, “Law, what’s wrong?”

“( d/n )’s missing.”

The woman blinked, unsure if she even heard him correctly. It almost sounded like he said-

“She’s not in the yard, ( y/n ).” He bolted out of the front door, already screaming at his crew. ( y/n ) was not far behind him, trying to think of any place her daughter would have run off to by herself.

The Heart Pirates were quickly on their feet, confused about just what their captain was screaming about. That was until Bepo himself had screamed, seeing the toy wrapped in his hands was in fact not ( d/n ). The mink looked left and right, high and low, but the young girl was nowhere to be found. “WHERE IS ( d/n )?!”

It was then that the feeling of pure panic spread through the rest of the members. “HOW COULD YOU ALL LET HER OUT OF YOUR SIGHT?!”

“SORRY CAPTAIN!”

“CAPTAIN?! DON’T APOLOGIZE TO ME! APOLOGIZE TO ( y/n )!”

The pirates bowed lowly to her, ashamed, “WE’RE SO SORRY ( y/n )!”

“Hey, you guys it’s okay, really. We’re going to find ( d/n ), okay? She wouldn’t go that far. Let’s just find her together,” ( y/n ) reassured them, wanting to bring some kind of hope.

( d/n ) never wandered too far from the stream. It was the only way she remembered how to get home. And that’s what ( y/n ) had told the pirates, as they searched up and down the stream in search of the young girl for what felt like forever.

Until they had come to the grove. Bepo was the first to see her, letting out a loud cry of her name that gathered everyone’s attention. However, she didn’t respond, she didn’t even look in their direction.

The young girl had sat at the foot of one of the trees, with her head down. Law and ( y/n ) had rushed over, getting a closer look at her. Law was the first to see it.

She was hurt.

Her knees and arms were all scratched and cut up, blood seeping out of the small cuts. Even on her face flooded with tears, were a few scratches. The two had quickly kneeled next to her. ( y/n ) saw the flower in her daughter’s hand, that she clung to dear life. As she scaled the tree ( d/n ) was leaning against, seeing many more flowers of its kind.

She already knew how this happened.

Before either of the adults could speak, ( d/n ) had immediately apologized, jumping into her mother’s embrace. ( y/n ) rubbed soothing circles into ( d/n )’s back, “Hey, it’s okay. You’re safe.”

“I meant...I meant to come right back! I wanted to get this flower for Law as part of a present. But I fell and it really hurt,” She tried to explain through her tears. “Can we go home now?”

“Of course, ( d/n ).”

The walk back home was tense, at least for the Heart Pirates. While ( y/n ) and ( d/n ) were singing traveling songs, Law still couldn’t believe his crew let this happen. He tried to force a smile so ( d/n ) wouldn’t see just how furious he was, he didn’t want her to think he was upset with her. She had gotten herself hurt because she wanted to give him a present. He couldn’t help but feel a bit of guilt himself, which made him even more frustrated.

After arriving home, Law had swiftly taken care of her wounds and patched her up. She was no longer crying or in any pain. She was all smiles and giggles. Before long, she was up and playing with the others again, as if nothing had happened.

That didn’t keep Law from pacing back and forth inside of the house, ranting about the possible what-ifs to ( y/n ).

“I can’t believe they would be so irresponsible! She’s just a kid! They should have known better!” Law ranted.

“Law, it’s not their fault. It was an accident, and we found her before there was any real danger. Don’t be too hard on them,” ( y/n ) had attempted to defend them.

Though he wasn’t having any of it. “They are my crew and ( d/n ) was playing with them. So their watch is MY watch. Therefore everything that happened today was on my watch. And she hurt herself trying to give me a gift, I can’t help but feel responsible. And then seeing her tears, I felt...I couldn’t even describe what I felt. I just wanted to hold her and let her know she was safe.”

( y/n ) watched him carefully, lovingly, clinging to every word he spoke. Never had she heard anyone utter such words about her daughter. Never had she heard anyone care so much. It brought tears to her eyes.

He stopped his rant, seeing her teary-eyed, “Did I say something wrong?”

Anyone who had cared about her daughter this much was worth keeping around. She knew what she had wanted, and she knew she wanted him forever. There was only one question left to ask.

“Law, will you marry me?”

He blinked, “What?”

“I remember how scared I was to bring you here, to let you meet ( d/n ). I was scared you would judge me, or that you would run away when you finally realized what you were getting yourself into. But you...didn’t. You never even look back, even in the worst moments. No one has ever cared as much as you have. And now I know what I want.”

“And what you want is to marry me?” He questioned, sitting across from her at the table.

“Yes, I do. I know, I probably should have planned this better or maybe done it at a different time. But I had to let you know how I feel. So…Law, will you marry me?” She asked again.

“Yes, I will.”

Before either of two could get further, a few breaths of relief sounded from below the open kitchen window, followed by a few whisper-yells of:

“He said yes!”

“Let’s go!”

“Of course, he said yes. Were you guys doubting him?”

“A spring wedding would look so pretty!”

“Boring! Mom and I have lived on this spring island forever. My parents should go all out for their wedding, not some plain spring wedding. I vote winter wedding!” ( d/n ) wasn’t even whispering anymore.

Normally he would be furious, having been spied on during such an intimate moment. However, he focused on the words ( d/n ) had said.

‘My parents’

And there he sat grinning like an idiot.

Seeing the look of pure glee on his face, ( y/n ) couldn’t help but chuckle, “Seems like someone has gotten a pretty big promotion.”

© MANGEKYUOU. / ☻

[dragondemoness]

O im like this idea too can you do that with Danganronpa 2 cast well since the bunny is sentient after the bunny see the cast protecting s/o the bunny fully accepted them as reader partner and gift them a little gift hugs them as a thank you and say to the cast to take good care of his best friend forever and the bunny say to give them to they future children so they could protect them too just like he did for y/n headcanons

And so concludes the DR2 portion of the Ultimate Cuteness Series

This part of the series was a lot of fun to write! One game down, two to go

A Hopeful Future - DR2 Cast x Ultimate Cuteness Final Part

Ten years later.

At this moment, you're standing on the balcony of your nice house beside your significant other, who you married five years earlier and had a child with. Maybe another. 

At your plush bunny's request, you passed it down to your child. You gave it to them on the night of their birth, and the two of them have been attached to each other ever since.

You couldn't help but tear up at the sight. It reminded you of when your grandma gave you the bunny when you were a small child.

You've been attached to it ever since, and it was just as attached to you.

But now, it was time to let it go.

Of course, that didn't mean the Bunny ever stopped caring for you. Sometimes, while you sat down, it would sit beside you in its larger form with its arm wrapped around you.

Speaking of, it liked to transform into a large rabbit to play with your children.

It held the baby when they were born, being as careful as possible, to not accidentally injure them. When the baby made eye contact with the Bunny, it instantly knew that it wanted to protect this child with its life, just like it did for you. It basically became their third parent.

It had the ability to shapeshift, so it could make itself less scary and just a large rabbit. It only made itself look like a monster when it was angry.

It basically acted as the family's bodyguard.

And it was the perfect bodyguard, too. It was very hard to damage, it had the ability to change forms, and after spending so many years with your significant other, it learned how to use their talent.

It was basically untouchable.

Back to the present, you were now living with your significant other in a cozy cottage far away from civilization. You always dreamed of living in a cottage, with a sandy area out front, in the forest, with a pond and animals nearby. You always loved the aesthetic of it.

Noticing that you're lost in thought, your spouse gets your attention by placing your hand on your back. 

"Hey, you alright?"

You nod before turning and staring at the sunset with a pensive expression.

"Just thinking about how we got here, is all. Kind of strange to think about, don't you think?"

They mirror you and watch the sunset as well. 

Then they breathe in and speak.

Hajime Hinata 

"It is funny to think about. At first, I had no idea what your talent meant. But now, I'm married to you."

Despite his lack of talent, he found a simple 9-5 job in the city, which was enough to support your family

You only had one child, a son

He had Hajime's eyes, and your hair color

And of course, his glorious ahoge

And they had traits from both of you

Hajime is a family man

He's really great at parenting

Your child loves and looks up to him

The Bunny treats him like a brother

Sometimes, you'll catch it giving him noogies in its larger form while he acts irritated

Hajime isn't much different than he used to be

He did loosen up a little bit, but he does still worry about things

Good thing you're there to help him

He is very sweet with you, just like he was when he was your boyfriend

He leans in closer and gives you a kiss on the cheek

"I'm really glad we met."

Then he wrapped his arm around your shoulders and pulled you in close, and the two of you watched the sunset together

Nagito Komaeda 

"Heh, yeah it is a little strange to think about. But it's still hopeful nonetheless."

With his luck, he won a lot of lotteries, which got him all the money he needed to support you

You had a daughter together

She had your eyes, and Nagito's hair

She had Nagito's generally carefree nature, and a bit of your shyness

She was your little angel

Nagito's not as obsessive about hope as he used to be, but he does still believe in it

He doesn't force it onto your daughter, but he does encourage it

He is such a sweet dad and husband

If you thought he worshipped you, oh boy

He treats the child like a deity, similar to you

He's not creepy about it tho

He might struggle with discipline though

The Bunny makes sure he doesn't coddle them too much

He smiles and gives you a kiss on the head before pulling you in close

"You are my hope."

Kazuichi Soda 

"Yeah, it is kinda weird, isn't it? But hey, at least we're here now!"

Kazuichi got a job as a mechanic in the city

You had two children, a boy and a girl

They both had your hair and his eyes

The boy inherited your shyness, and the girl inherited his energy

Kazuichi began seeing a therapist for his self esteem trust issues and was learning how to cope with them

He still feels anxious sometimes, but he's glad to have you to help him

The Bunny likes to help him with fixing things around the cottage

They're basically like brothers

While you're sitting together, he pulls you close to him with a goofy smile

"Thanks for sticking with me."

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryu 

"Yeah, it was a lot. But I'm just glad you still wanted me, even though I was a bit of a hardass."

With him being a yakuza, you don't really have to worry about money

You had a son with him

He looked more like you, but he aspired to be a yakuza like his father

Fuyuhiko doesn't know shit about being a parent, and he can be distant and standoffish on some occasions, but he does love his son

Fuyuhiko tries his best to work on his anger issues and hot temper, so he doesn't act out towards you or the kid

He still has his moments, but he tries his best

The Bunny helps to calm him down if you're not there

It still wears the tie he made for them so long ago

He still maintains his short stature, even in adulthood, so he just wraps his arm around your waist and leans against your side

"Love you."

Gundham Tanaka 

"Hm, yes. It was quite a long and taxing journey. But filled with love, nonetheless."

He found a job as a zookeeper

His coworkers found it weird that he treated the animals like gods, but he was good at his job, so they didn't say anything 

You had a daughter together

She had Gundham's hair color and your eyes

Sometimes, she thought he was funny, other times, she thought he was just plain weird

The Bunny, along with the Dark Devas, is her best friend

And it's best friends with Gundham, too

While you're sitting together, Gundham turns to you and pulls you in for a hug

"Thank you for being my loyal companion."

Teruteru Hanamura 

"Oh yeah, I remember it like it was yesterday. But boy, am I glad we ended up married!"

He got a job as a master chef in the city

He taught master classes and worked in a five star restaurant 

So he was basically raking it in 

You had a son with him

He looked like Teruteru, but acted more like you

You'd best believe he taught them to cook when they were old enough to use their hands

They learned how to use the oven at five years old thanks to him

The Bunny loves to help him cook

In the present, he wraps his arm around you and holds your hand with his free one, before turning to you with a smile

"Thanks for choosin' me, sweetheart."

Nekomaru Nidai 

"Haha, yeah! A lot happened since then! But we're here now, and we're stronger than ever!"

He got a job as a gym coach at high school

He was tough with his athletes, but he still made friends with them

The two of you had a son

Nekomaru started to train him when he turned five

Playing catch, doing push-ups, things like that

Unfortunately, the child inherited your lack of athleticism 

Nekomaru loves your son, even if he can be a bit strict

He often coaches the Bunny and has it do workouts

It's exhausting, even for a plush

The Bunny makes sure he doesn't push your son too hard

In the present, he picks you up and holds you against his chest

"I love you, (Name)! You're the strongest person I ever met!"

The Impostor 

"Yes, it is strange to think about. How we met versus where we are now. But I am very happy with how it turned out."

Given his talent, he could literally take any job he wanted

He has a number of different jobs in the city

You have one daughter

She has his hair color, and your eyes

She has most of your personality, and some of his seriousness

He has a lot to teach your daughter, and the Bunny is there to make sure he doesn't drop too much on her

While you're on the balcony together, he smiles and takes your hand

Izuru Kamakura

"Hm, it is strange. When I first approached you, I never thought I would end up here. But I am very grateful for it."

He has all the talents, so he could have any job he wants

Like the Impostor, he has a number of different jobs

You have one child

They inherited your eyes and Izuru's hair color

And yes, their hair would grow as long as his

He also has a lot to teach them, but he'll only teach them what they want to learn

In the present, he gives you a small smile and takes your hand

Chiaki Nanami 

"Hm, yeah, it is kinda weird, isn't it? We've been through a lot together, but we still stayed by each other's side."

She got a job as a video game tester

You had a son with her

He looked most like you, but he was chill like her

One of her favorite things to do is play video games with him

Better yet, you and the Bunny joined in

Best family times

In the present, she leaned on your shoulder and closed her eyes, letting out a content sigh

"Thanks for being here."

Mikan Tsumuki 

"Y-Yeah, it is a little bit s-strange to think ab-bout how we got here... B-But I'm happy, don't get m-me wrong!"

She got a job as a nurse

She had worked a little on her shyness over the years, and she doesn't stutter as much

She is still a little bit shy, but she has gotten better

You had a son and a daughter with her

She will protect them with her life

The Bunny has to make sure she doesn't coddle them too much

While she's sitting with you, she smiles and leans on your shoulder while hugging your arm

"Th-Thank you f-for loving me."

Akane Owari 

"Heh, it is weird. Never thought we'd end up married. But hey, I ain't complaining."

She found a job as a gymnastics teacher

She made friends with the people she was working with

And at home, she had a child with you, a daughter

Like Nekomaru, she also gets started on training her

And again, the Bunny has to keep an eye on Akane to make sure she doesn't go too far

On the balcony, she grins and slung her arm around your shoulder

"Thanks for bein' here. Love ya."

Hiyoko Saionji 

"Yeah, it really is. It's crazy to think about how we were back then!"

Her job was her dancing

She got paid to dance

She had matured a lot over the years

She still maintained her sassy attitude, but she acted like less of a child

And she had a daughter with you

Hiyoko really likes dancing with her

The Bunny has also joined in, because the child forced it to

On the balcony, she leans on your shoulder with a content hum

"Love you, or whatever."

Mahiru Koizumi 

"Yeah, it is kinda weird. At first I was basically stalking you, and now we're married? Crazy!"

She got a job as a professional photographer 

She posted her pictures online, and took pictures of whatever people requested

And she had a son with you

He inherited her red hair and your eyes

You'd best believe she posted a thousand pictures of him online

She loves him to death, but she won't hesitate to scold him if he did something wrong

In the present, she leans on your shoulder with a smile

"As much as I love taking pictures of you, the real thing is better. I love you."

Ibuki Mioda 

"Hmm, no! Not weird at all! Nothing about our relationship is weird!"

Joined a band and got paid to play music

She didn't wanna tour and be away from you, so she just performed at events and stuff

And you had a son and a daughter with her

She loves these two to death

She lets them do pretty much anything, and its up to you and the Bunny to keep them in check

You're gonna have to have a talk with her at some point 

But for now, she just wraps her arms around you and pulls you close

"Love you, (Name)! You're the best!"

Sonia Nevermind 

"Hm, yes, it is quite strange. At first, we were just learning about each other's talents. And now, we're spouses."

As the Ultimate Princess, she has a lot of money

Which is more than enough to support the family

You have a daughter, who looks a lot like her, but acts more like you

Sonia loves this girl to death

She spoils the shit out of her

Not too much, we don't want her to act like a spoiled rich girl

The Bunny is basically the royal guard

On the balcony, Sonia gives you a warm smile and takes your hand

"Thank you for being in my life."

Peko Pekoyama

"It is. I never thought I would be anything more than Fuyuhiko's tool. But you showed me I was more that that."

She works as a weaponsmith

She makes her own swords and sells them

You had a son, who has your hair and Peko's eyes

When he's old enough, Peko teaches them how to use a sword 

The Bunny is there to make sure he doesn't chop his or Peko's arm off

While you're sitting together, Peko smiles and holds your hand

"Thank you, young master. For everything."

While you and your significant other are having your moment, you hear the door open. You turn and see the Bunny walk onto the balcony, holding your child/children in its arms.

It walks to you and places the children on your laps, one for each. (Unless you only have one, then it sits the child in between you and your significant other.)

They smile up at you and your significant other, before snuggling up to the two of you. The Bunny sits on the other side of you on the bench.

While your significant other is playing with the child/children, you turn to your rabbit. Your best friend and lifelong partner since you were a young child.

You smile at it and it smiles back. It wraps an arm around you and you turn to look at your spouse, joyfully playing with your child/children.

You smile at them before looking ahead at the sunset, along with the rest of your family.

Life had been hard for you during your childhood, but here you are, living in the moment with your family.

And you could never be happier.

The End of the DR2 Series

And here we are! We've reached the end of the Ultimate Cuteness for the DR2 characters! There's still more work to do for the other games, but right now, one down!

Let me know what you thought of the series, or what you think of the overall series so far! I'm curious

[hauntedwitch04]

Lupus non timet canem latrantem 

A wolf is not afraid of a barking dog 

Nyx x Reader 

Words: about 2.9k words 

Warnings: Mention of sex, cursing, flirty Nyx and flirty reader, A LOT OF FLUFF 

Author's note: Hi! I was thinking about a part too, right after the first part because I really loved writing it. Then @b7717 gave me an incredible idea and it came out quite good I hope. Thank you for appreciating my work, it really means a lot, hope you like it!  

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Amantium irae amoris integratio est  (first part of the one shot if you are interested)

It's been a few months since that fateful night when Nyx and I accepted the bond that would bind our souls forever. It still doesn't seem real to me, and yet that beautiful, amazing guy I can call my mate. It took us a while to get to know each other fully, as we had spent most of our time these years hating each other. God I have never been so wrong in my life. During these months I discovered a funny, smart and kind fae that I had never paid attention to. We discovered we had many more interests in common than we thought. We both love fall and those rainy days that force you to stay home and read, with your favorite beverage and a good blanket, on the couch; we both love music and staying in bed watching the sunrise slowly rise from behind the mountain, in each other's arms. 

I love him, and I feel stupid that I only now realized how wrong I was about him. 

Through all of this, we have yet to tell our family about our new relationship though. Of course after our "discussion" we reassured our families that we were now "friends", however much Nes' expression hinted at his disappointment with his grandson for not being able to express how he felt. At least you can say we are a couple of good actors.  We both agreed when we said that we would wait, and that we would enjoy some privacy, and that we would find the right time to tell him, but the more time passes, the fewer the occasions that seem appropriate for the news. Today Rhysand called us at the river house and said he had some good news to tell us. 

"So what's the news? I have more to do." I say in a bored tone, sitting at the dining room table while all the other people are chatting with each other.

"What is it Y/N? Do you need to go see your boyfriend?" Nyx says in a joking tone as he winks at me. What an idiot. I instinctively bring my hand to the base of his neck, covered by a thick sweater, covering the hickey he left me the night before. I see him laughing under his breath at my gesture, while in response I give him the middle finger. 

"Even if it was, it's none of your business asshole. Don't push your luck, the fact that we're friends wouldn't stop me from killing you and then burying you in the rose garden outside." 

"I taught her well." Says Nesta with a proud expression on her face.

"I wouldn't be surprised if you have a boyfriend, it's been a few months now that every time you come to practice you've been wearing a scent of a male that's vaguely familiar." Nyx continues with a small smile looking at me amused. 

"I thought we were supposed to get the news from Rhysand, not me. Now could you please stay out of my business and listen to what he has to say?" I ask exasperated as everyone stares at me curiously. 

"Right. Pack your bags my dears, we've been invited to the Summer Court tomorrow for Taquin's son's birthday, we'll be there for two weeks for other more important matters as well, but at least you guys can enjoy some vacation time." Rhysand quickly explains, holding the High Lady's hand. 

"And you called us in with an official meeting for this?" Cassian asks, bored by his friend's foibles. 

"I'm sorry if I felt like seeing my family get together for a bit." Replies the High Lord. 

"Rhys, I see you every fucking day, you clingy idiot!" 

I find myself laughing at night between the covers thinking back to the argument between the two. I feel Nyx's arm rest on my waist and then bring me against his chest. The warmth he exudes immediately shocks me and makes me feel at home. He places his lips on my neck and asks me, pulling  away slightly. 

"Why are you laughing, my love?" 

"I was thinking about the argument between your father and Cassian today." 

He chuckles and goes back to kissing my neck, then stops again after a few minutes and says in a voice so low I feel like I imagined it. 

"I think we should tell other people about us, you know? I think they have a right to know and it's not like they don't approve of our relationship." 

"I know, but I like our privacy that we have now, and I also know that if we told them we would lose it in a second. You know how they are." 

"Yeah, I do. Think of it this way though, just in case, we can always run away, buy a house in the middle of nowhere, and be just you and me forever." 

"Alone with you forever...okay I love you, but I think I'd kill you after a couple of hours for how much you get on my nerves." 

"Thanks doll, I love you too you know. I have to say though, if the last thing before I die had to be your face, then that would be the nicest way to leave this world." 

"Since when did you get so sweet? "I say laughing as I snuggle more and more into his chest, and he lays his face in the crook of my neck, tightening his hand even more on my hip. 

"It's all your fault honey, you made me a love-sick puppy for you. Now go to sleep, you have a busy day tomorrow and I don't want you to be too tired." 

"Like you weren't the one who kept me up until one in the morning..." 

"It's not my fault your body literally drives me crazy." He says sensually as he moves his hand from her waist to her thigh, then back to where he started. 

"Now go to sleep, I'll be here in the morning admiring you with sunlight when you wake up." 

"What an unromantic thing to say! You sound like a maniac!"

"Shhh, now go to sleep, it must be hard being so beautiful, you must be exhausted." 

The next morning, once we are all ready, Rhysand transports us inside the Summer Court building. I am enraptured by the beauty of the place: the sound of the sea outside the windows relaxing me, the sun shining in the sky, the white sandy beaches in the distance. But it only takes a few seconds to remind me why the summer court is not my absolute favorite: the sultry heat, which takes your breath away and leaves you almost suffocating in that heavy air full of humidity. 

We are greeted by Tarquin with a friendly smile, as I see behind him a younger boy with the same white hair and ocean-colored eyes. 

"Welcome to my home, it is good to see you again after so long. May I introduce my son Titus." Says the High Lord of Summer. 

"The birthday boy! It's a pleasure to meet you, and best wishes and most of all congratulations, it's not easy to get to be Varian's second in command from what I know." Rhysand replies. 

"Yeah, I'm glad he trusted me, I hope I don't let him down. 

After this brief introduction, the adults leave us to talk about far more important things as they leave me, Nyx and Titus alone. The prince decides to take us on a tour of the city, letting us discover all the secrets and wonders of where he lives. 

During the whole visit Nyx seems to stay on the sidelines, while Titus proves to be kind and trustworthy, trying to make me feel at ease, in fact we spend the whole day laughing and joking, while my mate seems more and more angry.

The evening of the party arrives early. I'm wearing an outfit that I know Nyx really likes, specifically to provoke him a little after he's been ignoring me almost all day. I get to the room where the party is being held and man, it's one of the biggest and most beautiful rooms I've ever seen. 

It's more of an open space than a room: there are no walls, but the boundary is marked by imposing marble columns, the ceiling is not there and leaves room for the beautiful starry night that is there tonight, in the middle of the dance floor you have a beautiful fountain with fish of all species and sizes. People are laughing around the buffet tables or in small groups at the side of the dance floor, watching amused as they dance. I catch a glimpse of Nyx near the drinks table, her expression lost in the void.  He is wearing a black suit, but with the effects of the light produced by the lamps scattered around the room, which is always dotted with stars. The black shirt is slightly unbuttoned, revealing his toned chest. His hair is tousled, while his violet eyes roam the room disinterestedly. God everything about this man is too attractive not to kill me right here on the spot. I slowly approach him quickly, touching his shoulder in a way that makes me notice him. 

"Hey, are you okay? You haven't seemed like yourself all day." I ask worriedly to the boy next to me. He turns to stare at me and I see the usual spark in his eyes again that made me fall in love with him. He rests a hand on my face and looks at me deeply, as if he's trying to imprint my image on his mind. 

"I'm fine, don't worry." He replies with a charming smile. 

"I'm fine now, after seeing you, and having you all to myself. You look amazing in this dress. But maybe you'd look even better without it" He says lowering his voice, making sure only I hear that. 

"You're still the same." 

"I thought you loved me for that?" 

"I never said I didn't." He laughs so hard at my words that he turns some of the guests around and nearly soils my dress with the drink in his glass. 

"Careful, the dress is new. And I got it just for you, ungrateful." 

"Oh really?" He says with a smirk. Damn it must run in the family, I don't know how many times I've seen the High Lady melt in front of the same smile, made by her husband though, as I melt in front of hers. 

"By the way you look really good in this dress. I didn't think you could be even more beautiful than I usually see you, but tonight you deserve a place among the stars for how gorgeous you look, believe me honey." He says seriously, moving a strand of hair behind my ear. However, our moment is interrupted by Tito, who is wearing the official uniform that has hints of the ocean, coming towards us with a beaming smile. I see Nyx's face immediately go dark as he straightens his back and almost poses, unleashing all the power he has. A chill runs down my spine. Only once have I seen him like this, and he was about to fight the most powerful enemy he'd ever encountered, but I don't understand why he's doing this now, there is no enemy. 

"Wow Y/N, you look amazing! This dress is amazing!" Says the son of the High Lord of the Summer Court as he approaches us. The boy keeps talking, but I'm not focused enough to follow along. I keep getting lost in my thoughts and wonder what made Nyx's mood change so quickly. I am awakened from the whirlwind of my thoughts by the words of the Prince of Summer. 

"Would you care to dance with me? A quick dance...after all, you can't say no to the birthday boy." 

I feel my beloved's eyes suddenly on me as they watch me intently. But I can't say no, that would be an insult and an affront, so with a small, fake smile I nod and head out onto the dance floor with him. I'm left with nothing from that dance, just the hateful feeling that the hands that were resting on my hips were wrong, that they weren't right. Nyx's attentive gaze doesn't leave us for a second, and if before there was a spark that resembled a bright star six his eyes, now there is a burning fire that burns everything he meets with his gaze. When the dance ends I quickly walk away from the man in front of me, taking a bow, and then quickly run to where Nyx was before, but I can't find him, so I make for the exit of the hall, but as I enter the main hallway I feel a hand pull me towards a dark hallway off to the side.

"Finally that octopus left you..." Says an all too familiar voice as Nyx rubs his nose along my neck. And with those words it all seems to fall into place, and I smile amused at my mate's behavior. 

"Are you jealous? The great Nyx, jealous?!" 

"Lupus non timet canem latrantem." 

"What does that mean?" I ask curiously, as I run a hand over his face, caressing his cheek. 

" A wolf is not afraid of a barking dog." I laugh at the phrase, resting my head on his chest as he spins me around so that now my back is against the wall, and he's blocking me with the weight of his mighty body. 

"You're even cuter when you're jealous you know. There's no need to be ashamed or hide it, it's normal to feel jealousy. You think I'm not jealous of all those women in the room who were devouring you with their eyes, who were eye-fucking my mate." I say sincerely, he stays silent and looks at me fixedly in the eyes in that darkness that hides us from the prying eyes of the people next to us, while the music of the festga is playing in the background. Then Nyx starts talking again.

"Okay, yes I'm jealous, how do you think I can't be, damn it! You're my mate, do you really think I wouldn't freak out if even another man who isn't part of our family talked to you, or worse touched you and danced with you, in a way that only I can. You're really naive doll, if you think I wouldn't cut off the tentacles of that octopus who's been hitting on you all day. God I've been trying to hold back all day, but I can't." He says as he runs his hands over every part of my body and then starts kissing my neck, marking his territory. Muffled moans lightly come out of my mouth as I hold his velvet-soft, dark-as-night hair between my fingers. 

"You know I'm yours, and yours alone. That dance meant nothing. I'm here now, and I think I also need to stop as much as I like it when you're so jealous, kissing my neck and leaving marks, that we have to go back inside afterwards and you know, maybe people might notice hickeys all of a sudden on my neck after I come looking for you ." 

"I don't care, I want everyone to know that you are mine, and mine alone, no one excluded." 

Then he resumes kissing me, first my neck, then biting my earlobe, then my lips. The kiss is violent and passionate, but at the same time I can feel all the love he has for me in that kiss. Our hands roam our bodies, studying each other, loving each other, in that dark hallway. 

We kiss for what seems like an eternity, until we hear someone cough. We reluctantly pull away and turn to where that sound is coming from. 

"And here I thought Nesta was wrong for once." 

"Az is not what he seems." I try to start explaining, but am quickly interrupted by the laughter of the man in front of us. 

"I'd say it's exactly what it sounds like: you're in a dark hallway alone, you're kissing, or rather eating each other's faces, after she danced with another guy, and because of that you had a jealous attack, and because of that you left purple marks, hardly noticeable I dare say, on her neck...I think I described the situation well. How long have you known you were mates?" 

"Three months." Nyx answers confidently. 

Az shakes his head laughing as he walks away from us a little. 

"There's no way Nesta got it right again." He then gestures one last time towards us and says, "Move along, and off you go, enjoy your evening. This party is dead, I will make up an excuse for you, but you must promise me that you will tell the others, at least right after we are back home." We both nod quickly, then Nyx takes me by the hand and together we start running out of the building along this hot summer night, the stars witnessing our love. We fall asleep on the sand after spending the night hugging each other watching the starry sky, lulled by the gentle sound of the waves. 

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