#listen I'm in a mood about this right now

[kisssukuna33]

Can i request a sukunaxreader fic about the reader flinching during an argument with sukuna. Let’s make it a lil angsty but super comforting and reassuring.

"I told you it was not like that!" You said as you stormed into the house nearly slamming the door to Sukuna who was just behind you.

Sukuna let out a huff as he closed the door and followed behind you. "Oh yeah? Tell me what the fuck it was then?" he growled as he searched an answer through your face.

"He was being friendly Sukuna! Friendly!" You said clearly feeling upset about how Sukuna just made a scene at the the restaurant by threatening a random guy.

"Friendly yeah?" He said as he let out a chuckle to hide his darken expression, "Being Friendly while eye fucking you from the top to bottom? You call that being buddy- buddy princess?"

"He apologized for asking my number after you told him to knock it off, He probably didn't know Sukuna" you said taking off your shoes as you ignore Sukuna who's still lingering behind you.

"Bullshit! Who the fuck approaches a girl to hit on her when there's a man sitting right next to her?"

"Sukuna he's a highschool friend! We used to joke around all the time. Don't take it to heart-"

"So I'm supposed to tuck my tail in and watch some fucker flirt with my girl?" Sukuna said grabbing by your shoulders turning you around. You can see it in his eyes, Oh he's pissed

"That's not what I said! You could have handle it way better than threatening to beat him up in front of a whole restaurant!! You said trying to break free from his grip and eventually Sukuna let you go.

"Oh yeah guess I'm the bad guy for wanting to fucking protect my girlfriend, yeah?" A bitter scoff escaped from Sukuna as he said that. "Are you embarrassed of me? Cuz I'm not the perfect guy from your fairytales?"

"You're not listening to me!!"

"AND YOU ARE BEING FUCKING ANNOYING!!"

His sudden change of the tone sent a shock wave through your body, unintentionally making you flinch as you took a step back from him.

It took only few seconds for Sukuna to realize what he did, seeing your watery eyes was more than enough for Sukuna to snap out of that damn mood in an instant.

"shit. I'm so sorry princess-"

"Go away!" You said wiping your tears trying to hide your face from Sukuna's gaze.

Suddenly you feel a big pair of strong arms wrapping around your waist. The moment you try to tell him off you feel Sukuna's face nuzzle into the crook of your neck.

"I would never hurt you doll, you know that right? You're my fucking life" The regret in his voice already making your anger soothe away, little by little.

" it still surprised me" you said finally controlling your sobs.

"Fuck I know, I'm so sorry princess" he said as pressed a soft kiss to your cheek, too soft like it will break you if he kissed you too hard.

Next thing you know is Sukuna picking you up with one of his arms as he sat you down on the bed. Taking your clothes off as he changed you into comfortable clothes while also changing into something casual himself.

He picked you up again as he carried you into to the middle of the bed to settle you down, so slow. Like if he wasn't careful enough you will break like a rain drop.

Next thing you feel is his arms wrapping up around you as he pull you closer into his embrace, you hesitated at first but eventually melted into the cuddles.

"Asshole" you murmured into his chest.

"I know, I'm the worst" he said rubbing your back softly.

"Idiot! Fool! Stupid! Moron!"

"mhm yes I am" he cooed as he continued to leave warm kisses all over your face.

"Are you done princess? Finally let that anger out? If u didn't you can punch me-"

"no it's fine now" you said cutting off his sentence as you finally hugged him back, making Sukuna let out a big sigh in relief.

"If I ever do that again you have the right to slap the shit out of me"

You giggled into his chest. Teasingly hitting his chest. "No make sure there won't be a second time dummy"

"Promise princess" he said kissing your temple and then finally leaning down to capture your lips.

That day Sukuna became a man of his words.

[beloveds-embrace]

🧼 Soap Anon here; NOONAAAA !!! I read the fic you linked YOUR BRAIN YOUR WRITING!! I loved how effortlessly you move between the softness and warmth from the scenes of the 141 with reader to the more action packed, tense moments when they stop the intruders! I'm feeling better, thank God :D !! I saw your latest thing with emotional support Omega reader and my heart went WABAM cus reader was finally accepted 🥹 AND your birthday happened, so I'm giving you a gift for all the nice things you write for us 🎁 (I am in a Ghosty mood today, so please excuse if you wanted someone else 😭 but I saw you said you wanted someone to tell you to sleep and screw your professor!!)

You typed away at your laptop, the only noise in the room other than the same Lofi playlist looping in your headphones being the click clack of the keyboard. Your eyes drooped, eyebags heavy, your movements heavier as you slugglishy write something down in your notes, your heart heaviest as you look back to your class syllabus and see the sheer amount your exams mattered.

'Why do midterms matter so much anyway?' You mentally groan, trying to maximize your homework grades as you attempted this homework assignment for the third time, trying to get a 100%. You couldn't risk getting anything other than a 100 right now when you knew you'd fumble the midterm - this was the only class that fit your schedule, so you decided to brave the Rate My Proffessor ratings and take this class. You wanted to go back in time and shake yourself! You finally submitted the last question and at last, a 100% appears on your screen and your smile is illuminated by the bright light of your laptop. Youre about to close your laptop but when you X out of the assignment you only see you have project due next week. Yes, despite it being assigned today, you only had a week even though realistically, even with your three other partners, it would take much longer. But no, your three partners are flaky and unresponsive to your texts and you gotta do all this work by yourself, and if you didn't start soon you'd have no time. Then you remembered that you had work for your other classes and you break out in a sweat, your head spinning with overwhelm. You don't bother texting your group mates, heaving a sob as you feel your body ache, your stomach hurting cus you stayed up too late after dinner, and you wipe your face after you click on the project rubric and-

"Oi, luv. Stop it before I take your laptop away." You hear from behind you, whipping around to see your partner who's already taking off his iconic skull mask. You stare up, sniffling and wiping your face. His blonde hair is flat after being underneath the mask for so long, but you smile when you see his dark brown eyes soften as they gaze into yours.

"You're home...!" You say relieved, but you sputter when he closes your laptop and takes away your pen and paper. "Hey, wait-!"

"Shut." He commands, swiveling your chair and leaning in with a pointed look. You know better than to protest. "You listen to me 'ere; you're going to eat this thai food I bought and go right to sleep. If I see you near your laptop again, I'll wrangle you myself."

"But Simon, the project's due in a week-" You meekly protest, but he only holds your jaw, silencing you as he tugs you closer.

"Fuck your professor, he's full of shite." Ghost scoffs, practically dragging you up and sitting you down over on the couch, handing you your food. "'S how you like it, extra chilli sauce..." He mutters, sitting down himself and digging in. You smile wide as you eat, your eyes glistening.

"You gon' eat or are you just gon' stare?" He says, causing you to chuckle as you eat.

"You're right, my professor CAN go screw himself." You agree with him, relishing as you hear a small huff from the lieutenant.

"Yeah, he's taking the piss if he thinks anyone can do all that work. You're going to write him an email asking for a extension, I'll do it myself if I have to." Your partner says with finality, and you smile wider, snuggling closer next to him.

"You're the best, Simon...!"

"Funny, I was gonna tell you the same..."

🧼 ANON YOU GLORIOUS GODSENDDDD 😭🫶🏻🫶🏻 this is so good. So delicious omfg i love love LOVE this sm, thank you so so so much ahh!!! This is absolutely wonderful!!

[flowery-mess]

heaven

Pairing: frat boy Noah x female reader

Warnings: 18+ MDNI! / talking shit about reader / punching / mentions of alcohol / oral (both receiving) / protected sex / hand around readers throat / overstimulation and edging kind of?? / lmk if anything else

Words: 3,1k

frat boy Noah masterlist

Author's note: I heard the song 'Heaven' from 50 shades yesterday and that kinda inspired me, I'm still new to writing smut so of it sucks I'm sorry lol, but I appreciate any advice how to get better at it! Let me know how you like it!♥️

“What the fuck is your problem?” you yelled at Noah through the closed car doors, that he shut behind you in a not very gentlemanly way after your ass hit the passenger seat. You watched him run around the front of his stupid car and get behind the driver’s wheel. “I asked you a question?” you tried again, wanting to know the reason why he dragged you out of the frat house the minute you walked in.

“What?” Noah finally replied, like he wasn’t the one behind all of this.

“Don’t come at me with this attitude. Why the hell did you drag me out of that house? I just arrived?” you were angry and confused.

Noah started the car and backed out of the parking place, still not giving you any answer, but you didn’t miss the long sigh that left his mouth.

“Trevor.” Noah said and gripped the driving wheel just a bit tighter.

“What about him?”

“Got drunk and didn’t know when to shut his mouth.”

— Later before you arrived at the party —

“Hey Sebastian, what’s the deal between you and Ella?” obviously drunk Trevor approached Noah in the kitchen that was separated from the already crowded living room, giving them a bit of privacy.

“What do you mean?” Noah scrunched his nose at Trevor’s state. The party had just begun, but it looks like Trevor had pre-drinks with his mates, a lot of them.

“Man, she’s hot and smart, you two are just fuck buddies huh? I think she wants more and I also think I could give her that.” Trevor didn’t realize it in his state, but right now he stepped on very thin ice with this topic.

“I’m not talking about her with you.” was Noah’s short answer and then he tried to leave the room, not in the mood for this conversation.

But before he managed to slip through the door, Trevor’s hand gripped his bicep. “Don’t get angry man, I came to talk to you before I make a move on her. You know, give you a warning so you’re not surprised.”

Noah didn’t know if it was the hand on his bicep, the way Trevor kept calling him ‘man’ or the way he was talking about making a move on you that made him angry, but before he could think he pushed Trevor off of him, making Trevor stumble few steps back until his back hit the counter. “Hey man, chill.”

“Stop calling me man, I’m not your buddy. I’m not interested in your plans, because they’re not gonna happen. Not tonight, not ever. You’re right, she’s smart, but that’s exactly why she’s out of your league.”

“And what makes you think she’s not out of your league? She already talked to me before, I know I can make her get in my bed. You can find someone else just by looking at them, you could help a friend out.” Trevor literally asked for a black eye, not in those exact words, but that’s what Noah heard. His hand flew to Trevor’s left eye before he could stop himself.

“God Sebastian that hurt.” Trevor cried and held his hand over his freshly hurt eye.

“Listen to me, you fucker, I thought you were a decent guy, genuinely interested in her, but your drunk mouth just took away any chance you had with her and I’m gonna make sure of that.” Noah was holding Trevor by his stupid collar on his navy t-shirt.

Looks like one punch wasn’t enough and Trevor continued, making it worse for him. “I just wanted to fuck her, that ass looks amazing with clothes on, bet it’s even better from behind, huh?”

At this point Noah saw red and used the same hand to punch Trevor in his nose. When his drunk and hurt body collapsed on the floor, Noah had to stop himself and leave the kitchen. When he stepped inside the living room, you entered the main door with Molly and Clara by your side.

Noah made his way to you, taking your hand in his and lead you to his car.

“Nice to see you too Noah!” was the last thing you heard from Molly before Noah sat you in his car and closed the door behind you.

— back in Noah’s car —

“What could he possibly say to make you this angry? And why the hell you let it out on me?” you were starting to get really frustrated with the way he wasn’t communicating what his problem was.

“He talked shit about you, okay? So I punched him, then you arrived and I wanted to leave and didn’t want to leave you there in case he wouldn’t get the message and tried talking to you.” Noah stopped at the red lights and after giving you finally some answer, he looked at you with look that was mixture of anger and sadness.

“You did what?”

“Was that the only thing you heard?”

“God Noah you can’t just punch a drunk guy because he says shit.”

“He said shit about you.”

“That doesn’t make it difference, what if he calls the cops?”

“I don’t care.”

“Of course you don’t.” you turned your body to face the window, silence taking over the car.

You appreciated when Noah stood up for you, especially when you were not there to do it for yourself, but Noah had a short temper and it almost every time ended in him getting physical and you didn’t want that happening because of you.

“What did he say?” you mumbled quietly, but enough for Noah to hear you.

“I’m not telling you Ella, he was drunk as fuck and I bet he’s not gonna remember it tomorrow. He’s not worth your time, okay?”

“Noah I want to-”

“I’m not telling you, not right now or I’m gonna turn around and punch him again.” Noah unintentionally raised his voice, but you got the message.

Silence took over the space of Noah’s car again and you watched the buildings on your side, thinking about what Trevor could say about you, because he was always nice to you.

“Don’t think about it, Ell.” Noah could practically hear your thoughts, so he lowered his voice even though he was still full of anger and put his right hand on your thigh to comfort you.

“Thanks for standing up for me, again. And thanks for not telling me what he said, I think I don’t want to know.” you replied, quieter this time.

Seeing you sad made Noah angry again and he didn’t even realize he was squeezing your thigh until you spoke up again “Noah that hurts.” as you pushed his hand away.

“Shit, I’m sorry.”

“I’s okay.” it was your turn to look at him. His face was focused on the road, you could see his jaw was clenched from the anger, but the street lights that were dancing on his face made his features look softer.

You never needed the alcohol to find Noah attractive, but you almost always had at least one drink before you two left together. This time was different, because you were both fully sober and the atmosphere was tense.

Anger left your body few minutes into the drive, but Noah’s body still looked tense.

You reach over the console to put your hand on his thigh this time, not sure of your actions.

Noah’s eyes left the road for a second as he glanced down to his lap where your hand was caressing his thigh over the material of his jeans.

“What are you doing?” he asked, eyes back on the road.

“I don’t know, you still look angry.” you kept your eyes on his face as your hand made its way closer to Noah’s groin.

“Ella.” he said through gritted teeth.

“Yes?” you asked innocently.

“Stop it. I’m driving.”

“Stop what?” you honestly didn’t know what took over you, but seeing Noah angry made you clench your thighs together so you acted before you could think.

You leaned from your seat and kissed the skin next to Noah’s ear and then whispered “Angry sex is good I heard.” and then your hand gently stroked his dick.

“Ella.” he repeated, but this time less firm and more in a “continue” way.

You didn’t say anything and continued with your gentle touches and kissing his cheek.

When Noah pulled into his parking spot in the garage, he was out of the car quickly and was grabbing your hand before you could even realise it. He closed your door and gently pushed you against it and connected your lips.

His kisses were angry, quick and messy. His right hand was placed next to your head and his left was holding your neck, meanwhile you couldn’t keep your hands to yourself and slipped one in the front of his jeans.

“God what’s gotten into you.” he leaned his forehead against yours when he felt your hand grab him over his underwear. His mouth remained open, his eyes closed.

“Let’s go upstairs.” you said suddenly and took your hand out of his jeans.

Noah couldn’t wait until the elevator brought you to his floor and pinned your body with his. This time he went for your neck, helping himself to more space with his hand on your jaw leaning it sideways.

Once you made it to Noah’s apartment you were satisfied to see his anger finally transforming into his actions. He didn’t bother stopping to take off your jackets or shoes, he just walked you backwards towards his bedroom.

Before he had a chance to push down on his bed, you whispered “I believe I owe you a thank you.” against his lips and kneeled in front of him.

You unzipped his jeans, leaving them to fall to his ankles and then slid down his underwear.

He was already hard, since the minute you touched him in his car.

You didn’t waste any time, grabbing him in both of your hands and starting the steady rhythm of your movements. You stroked him a few times and then finally took him into your mouth. Noah’s head fell backwards in bliss, “Yeah, that feels good.” he managed to slip out of his mouth.

You managed to take off your jacket with one of your hands while the other one continued touching Noah. Your mouth was focused on his tip, already swollen and leaking pre cum, your tongue teasing him. He let you push your mouth to his base a few times before saying “Come back up.” and helping you stand up.

His lips immediately found yours and your hands went for his jacket.

Slowly you stripped each other and were left with nothing on.

Noah’s body hovered over yours, he was holding his weight on his elbows when you mase it to his bed. You couldn’t hide the needines for his touch and lifted your hips from the mattress to find some kind of fraction.

“I should get angry more often huh?” you felt Noah’s lips turn into a smirk, having the time of his life seeing you so needy.

He turned your bodies over so he was laying under you, making you frown because you thought he’s going to give you a head too.

“What’s with that face huh?” he grabbed your cheek and laid you on his chest, his mouth connecting with yours quickly.

You couldn’t help yourself again and rolled your hips, feeling Noah’s dick between your thighs, his tip touching your clit for just a second. Your mouth fell open with a silent moan from that quick touch.

Noah’s hands grabbed your ass, squeezing your skin for a moment before he said “Sit on my face.” and gently pushed on your ass, signaling for you to climb his body to a position where he wanted you.

“What?” your eyes full of lust and excitement for something new were staring into Noah’s.

“Come on, get up here.” you kissed his lips a few more times before doing what he asked.

You carefully put your thighs next to his head, making sure you’re not straddling his hair or hurting him in any way, but when you felt his hands on your waist pulling you down and his mouth connecting with your clit, you didn’t care anymore.

First you didn’t know what to do with yourself, getting comfortable in this new position. Finally you settled for one hand on the headboard and the other one was gripping Noah’s hair.

His hands were holding you down, because you had tendencies to move away if it felt too good or if you didn’t want to make Noah uncomfortable.

“Stop moving.” you heard him say and the grip on your thighs became stronger.

His tongue kept dancing around your swollen clit, then licking through your lips and then entering you which made you roll your eyes to the back of your head.

“Jesus Noah!” his name from your mouth felt like heaven for him. When he felt you finally stop moving and relax into his touch, he reached for your nipple with his hand, playing with it while licking your sensitive clit.

It wasn’t just the movements of Noah’s mouth, it was also the sounds that he was doing. He felt every part of you from this angle, your thighs giving him a place of comfort. Every time he let out a goran, you heard and felt it. When you felt the familiar feeling taking over your body, you couldn’t help yourself and grind against Noah’s face. He flattened out his tongue and let you ride his face until orgasm took over your body and he kept slowly licking you through it.

You collapsed on his chest, giving him a view of yourself. He used his fingers to touch you, to feel the mess his tongue made.

When you sat back up you were not prepared for the sight of Noah’s lips and chin covered in you, glistening in the dim light that was covering his bedroom. He had a small smile on his face and his eyes were screaming “sex drunk”.

“That was hot.” he said while making eye contact with you.

“That was fucking hot.” you agreed and moved to lay next to him.

Noah gave you another smile before grabbing your chin and kissing you, making you taste yourself on his lips.

He turned on his side, his lips never leaving yours while he reached for a condom. He moved you to the center of his bed and kneeled in front of your legs. He took his time teasing you with his cock, collecting the wetness before slowly entering you.

He didn’t lean down to kiss you immediately, he liked watching you react to his body. He held one of your legs close to his chest, kissing your ankle here and there. He watched your head fall back into the pillow that was under you, your mouth open and your hands grabbing the sheets.

If you hadn't made grabby hands towards him, he would probably stay like that to watch you the whole time. But you wanted him close, you wanted to feel his skin.

He went for your neck, kissing and biting your sensitive skin while your hand slid in his hair, pulling them when his movements felt particularly good.

He was enjoying himself tonight, he wanted to make it last as long as possible.

Without a warning he slipped out of you, the sudden emptiness had you moaning his name. He started kissing your neck, then moved to your chest and stayed there for a while. He continued kissing your body until he was once again between your thighs, sucking on your clit. Your legs started to shake from the overstimulation, but he didn’t care. He stayed there until he heard your breath quicken and your legs squeeze him more and more. He pulled away just before you could reach your high.

“Fuck you.” you let slip out of your mouth before glaring at him.

“Turn around baby.” baby, he said it again. But in this state you were in, you couldn’t care less.

You turned your body so you were laying on your front this time and looked over your shoulder to see how Noah wants you. He gently lifted your hips a bit and didn’t waste any time sliding into you again.

You both let out almost animalistic sounds, pausing for a few seconds to enjoy your bodies just being connected.

Noah started slowly moving in and out, making you feel like you’re not going to be able to last long anymore. By the way his thrusts became quicker and irregular you knew he won’t last much longer either.

His hand slid around your throat, pulling you up and against his chest. His hand stayed there, adding just a bit of pressure to make you feel good. He started whispering soft words into your ear, feeling you clench around him as a reaction.

“I’ve got yout, no one is gonna talk about you like that.” or “You’re too fucking hot for that looser.”

Your head fell back to Noah’s shoulder, your hand slid down your body to play with yourself to get to your high quicker. You felt Noah’s hand put more pressure on your throat and that was it for you, orgasm took over your body and you grabbed Noah’s forearm to stabilize yourself. You were moaning mess, squeezing Noah while he fucked you through the orgasm until you felt him finish too. His grip on your body tightened and you felt him bite the skin on your shoulder. You stayed like that for a minute, both catching your breath.

Noah slowly laid you back down, slipping out of you and collapsing right next to you. You turned your head so you could look at him. He was laying on his back, his eyes still closed and his breath still quick. You reached down for his blanket and put it over your bodies, enjoying this moment after.

“I meant it Ella, no one is going to talk about you like that.” Noah’s eyes were still closed, but you noticed his brows frown a little. You knew he was being serious, but after what he just did to you, you couldn’t help yourself with a little joke.

“I won’t mind it if it ends up like this every time.”

“Shut up, I’m serious.” he finally opened his eyes and turned his head to look at you.

“I know Noah, I was just joking. Thank you.” you pressed a small kiss to his shoulder and he looked satisfied with that reaction. “Well, unless-” you didn’t get to finish that sentence because you felt a pillow on your face, causing you to laugh at Noah’s reaction at your attempt for another joke.

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This story is a work of fiction, with the plot and characters entirely made up. The appearance and name of the main male character are inspired by Noah Sebastian Davis, but the storyline bears no connection to the real person.

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[taleya15]

"Just friends"

*Ring*

*Ring*

*Ring *

"Nothing. Again. Great." Mike sighed against the wall of his basement. He hates when Joyce is working, which is constantly now. He rings up Dustin to complain. Because Lucas is at basketball practice like always. So Dustin is all Mike has now. It's weird because Will used to be the person Mike would go to so he can complain and rant to. Now Will's mom is the reason he complains. Dustin is quick to answer like always, and for a moment Mike feels grateful.

"No answer?"

"Nope. Nothing. I'll try again in an hour, but for now! What the actual fuck dude! I hate Joyce's job! It's so stupid that I basically have to schedule a meeting with my best friend!"

"I know. I know man. I'm sorry."

Mike sighs out but doesn't say anything for a moment.

"Thanks for trying though man."

"Of course man. But hey listen I gotta go, my mom's calling me up. She wants a new cat."

"Oh. Haha have fun."

"I won't. See ya man."

"See ya!" With the sound of the hanging up beep, Mike sighs again and walks to the couch. He plops down dramatically and starts thinking. He hates this so much. All he wants to do is at least talk to Will. The only thing that can calm him down in a bad mood is Will. El helps when she can, but Will is the only one who can fix it completely.

He hates that too. He hates that the only person who can calm him down is the person he can never reach. He hates that he can't go to his girlfriend about this. She could only understand and help so much. But Will.. he understands everything Mike says. Sometimes Mike wishes Will was a girl. Then maybe it'd be easier, but he loves El. At least he thinks he does anyway. Eventually he realizes the time and realizes the full hour has passed. An hour of self loathing and anxiety. Great another one.

Mike gets up again and goes to the phone. He almost doesn't pick it up. He almost just leaves it alone and goes to sulk for the night. It wouldn’t be the first time. But something in him tells him to try again. Maybe it's his stubbornness, or his desire to talk to Will that does it. But he picks the phone up anyway and while he puts the number in he gets a weird rush of Deja Vu. But he pushes on and listens to ring of the phone. It's five rings later and he almost hangs up. But then there’s a different sound, a pause then the sound of the phones connecting.

"Hello, Byers residents. Joyce speaking."

"Oh! Joyce hey!"

"Mike? Oh hi hun! Haven't heard from you in a while! What's going on? How's school going?"

"Uh. Yeah school's great thanks."

"Right! Silly me! You're calling for Will aren't you?"

"Haha yes ma'am I am. Is he there?"

"Yes! I'll put him on now!"

There's a muffled sound of Joyce's voice then there's something different that happens.

"Uh hello?" Will answers the phone seemingly confused. His voice seems deeper, like three octaves deeper. It surprises Mike for a moment, but he pushes past his initial thoughts and speaks to him. Finally.

"Will!"

"Mike! Hey man! How- how are you? I haven't heard from you in a while."

"Yeah. Yeah I know sorry man." I tried calling you, like every day. But that sentence dies in his throat. He wouldn't dare say that out loud. He'll sound like a wimp.

"That-that's ok! How's it going?"

"Um. It- it's fine thanks. How um how is it for you?"

“... good. Are you sure you're ok? You can tell me." Great. He saw right through it like aways.

"I- I just honestly had a terrible day today." He sighs uncomfortably he really doesn't want to elaborate. But he knows he has to.

"Oh I'm sorry what happened?" Mike sighs again and thinks of something to say. He can't say the real reason why. He can barely admit to himself the real reason.

"Oh. Um I got a bad grade on my exam today." That actually was true, he did get a really bad grade on an exam today in math. But he honestly didn't care about that. He couldn't care less about it, but it was the only thing he could think to say.

"Oh man! I'm sorry I understand, is there anything I can do to help you?"

"I- I don't know right now."

"Well I can distract you."

"That sounds great actually."

For the next ten minutes Will talks about anything that he can think of. Mike mostly listens, but he loves the conversation. He feels at ease for the first time all day. And for a moment, a single moment he wishes he could tell Will what he's desperately wanting to tell him. He's dying to confess to him, to say 'Will, I'm so desperately in love with you. I wish I could be with you, I don't care about El. She's nothing to me, because I can't have you.’ But instead he just listens and reminds himself that they're "just friends". And Mike would never dare ask Will his feelings either.

Because he's convinced that Will's straight, but is he?

[melyzard]

Okay, look, they talk to a Google rep in some of the video clips, but I give it a pass because this FREE course is a good baseline for personal internet safety that so many people just do not seem to have anymore. It's done in short video clip and article format (the videos average about a minute and a half). This is some super basic stuff like "What is PII and why you shouldn't put it on your twitter" and "what is a phishing scam?" Or "what is the difference between HTTP and HTTPS and why do you care?"

It's worrying to me how many people I meet or see online who just do not know even these absolute basic things, who are at constant risk of being scammed or hacked and losing everything. People who barely know how to turn their own computers on because corporations have made everything a proprietary app or exclusive hardware option that you must pay constant fees just to use. Especially young, somewhat isolated people who have never known a different world and don't realize they are being conditioned to be metaphorical prey animals in the digital landscape.

Anyway, this isn't the best internet safety course but it's free and easy to access. Gotta start somewhere.

Here's another short, easy, free online course about personal cyber security (GCFGlobal.org Introduction to Internet Safety)

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Making up with Arcane characters after a bad argument. | Vi, Caitlyn, Jinx, Ekko, Sevika x Gn!Reader

(Previous part)

Fine, fine, here is a happy part two guys. Take it as an apology for the tears and pain I've caused.✨️

Content: Swearing, accusations of cheating, slight angst, making up, fluff, potential spoilers for season 2, established romantic relationships, sfw

Reader has no set pronouns!

((Not proofread))

》VI

She knew that she had fucked up. There was no way to deny or refute it either. And your absence was further proof of that.

You were always there for her, even when things got bad and she became even worse. No matter how much she yelled or drank, you were there afterward to nurture her back to health. It was so unfair of her to expect it still, after all she had said to you. She hated herself. She hated how weak and pathetic she had become. How she can't even stand straight anymore from the alcohol and couldn't win a single game since she had lost you.

And instead of Caitlyn haunting her like she used to, it was only you now. But you were crying every time. Asking her why she hated you so much. Why she couldn't care for you the way you cared for her. Why you were always the second choice despite having been there since the start.

Why, why, why.

Gritting her teeth against the headache, she made her way through the dark, familiar lanes to your small home that you once shared together. She had to talk to you. She really, really had to. Even if it's far too late now after a week of silence in-between the two of you. She had taken the time to reflect and think about everything, especially about your relationship. And it made her realise that nothing in this world was losing you too.

Knocking on your door, she nervously waited as she heard your footsteps quickly approaching her from inside. You opened the door carefully, ironically just how she had taught you, before freezing at the sight of her. She gave you a weak smile, attempting to look calm and friendly, but it still scared you off. "Hey cupca-" You tried slamming the door into her face mid greeting, but her foot was faster to jam itself in the way.

"H-Hey! Wait, please hear me out!" "Fuck off, Vi. I'm not in the mood to hear more of your bullshit. Go back to Caitlyn since I know how badly you want that!" You never cursed, and every word you spoke made her flinch. She, for some reason, didn't expect you to be this mad. But it hurt, and she deserved it. Another thing she underestimated was, unfortunately, your strength since you somehow managed to push her away and shut the door again. "Come on! Please! I... I didn't mean what I said. I just... have been losing my shit ever since what happened. The guilt is killing me, and I know it's not an excuse! You're right, I have to stop this shit! You're right, I need to stop treating your love for granted!"

She didn't know if you were even listening to her anymore, but it didn't stop the tears that burned in her eyes. "I don't give a damn about Caitlyn like that! I never did! It always you for me. You... you cared for me when no one else ever wanted to, and I was such an idiot for not appreciating it more." Her hand slammed against the wood in defeat, her head coming to rest against it as her body trembled. She was so scared of losing you. This can't be the end. "Please. Please just give me another chance to prove myself. I know I'm a fuck up but I swear I'll do better now."

Vi nearly fell right through your house entrance when you opened the door wide with a teary huff. "God, you're such an idiot... get in already before the neighbors complain." You didn't let her reply as you simply dragged her inside and locked the door again. The pitfighter watched you do so with a gentle gaze, one that felt so familiar to you. "... Fine, I'll give you another chance... but no drinking or fighting anymore. Please." You whisper to her, and she nods quickly before engulfing you in a warm hug.

She knows that she isn't fully forgiven yet, but she'll do everything in her power to prove herself worthy of your love again.

》CAITLYN

"You're still up." Caitlyn's voice was calm and gentle now, so different from the stern and cold tone it had before. You ignored her, however, knowing better than to fall for this again. She always got like this when she knew she had screwed up and was trying to crawl back into your good graces. But this time around, you didn't allow it that easily. You refused to speak to her if she hadn't come back to apologize. And yet... you couldn't help but allow yourself at least one sharp dig at her. "And you're late to bed once again. But I suppose Officer Nolan's 'report' was just that interesting, no?" You were perhaps the only person in all auf Pultover that could ever accuse her of something so scandalous as adultery and get away with it.

It certainly would have been amusing if Caitlyn didn't feel so sick at the thought of you believing that.

Sighing, she placed her hat onto a clothing hanger, her jacket following suit. You were facing away from her on the bed, trying to read a book and rest, despite the pain in your heart. It was hard being angry at her when you loved her so deeply. But her insults had struck much deeper than that.

The bed dipped behind you, and soon enough, you felt her strong arms surrounding your body and her nose tickling your cheek. "I'm sorry, my love. I really am. I... have lost my cool, and that was wrong of me." You scoffed at her words, finding them too shallow for the pain she had caused earlier. Yet you struggled to get out of her strong grasp on you. It felt desperate. And you hated the warmth and security that it made you feel. "If that is all you have to say, then you can leave." You hissed out weakly but couldn't find any malice in it. Just heartbreak, that solidified in more tears burning in your eyes. "Because how... how could you ever say that I could betray you? Do you know how that makes me feel? Do you care?"

Caitlyn hummed against the nape of your neck soothingly, a way to acknowledge the plight she had caused you without revealing her own tears. The grief had made her into a monster. A monster that hurt its friends, family, and most importantly, you. It was unforgivable, and yet she wanted to prove herself worthy of you anyway. She wanted to show you that she hadn't changed deep down like everyone claimed. She was still yours.

"... I will find a way to end this war and resolve it peacefully as soon as I can. I swear it to you." She began, her voice low and gentle, as she listened to the sound of your hiccups and sniffling. This wasn't what she wanted. "And I apologize, truly, for what I called you... I know that you are loyal and trustworthy. Much more than I ever could be... I'm still your Caitlyn." The last part was whispered quietly, as she tried everyone in her power to not break down in front of you like this.

She hated what she had become deep down. She knew it was wrong and that her mother must've been turning in her grave at the sight of what she had done. But what she couldn't handle at all was you hating and leaving her.

There was a moment of silence before you turned to face her and immideatly hugged her impossibly close as you cried into her arms. She rubbed your back lovingly, understanding that this was your way of accepting her apology. But forgiveness will still be a long journey she was willing to take.

For now, she'd rest in your embrace thankfully.

》JINX

Deep down, you knew that she didn't mean what she said. She never would do anything to hurt you. Silco's death was just killing her more than anyone could have expected, and it was hard for everyone to deal with. But you just couldn't take the pain and hurt she caused you anymore. You've been there since day one. You were always at her side. You always took care of her when no one else wanted to. And you understood her better than she did herself. But it was ultimately just not enough. Or so you thought.

The young girl that was now dragging you through the lanes reminded you of her too. She didn't speak a word to you, and for some reason, you didn't have it in you to protest against her odd actions either. She somehow seemed to recognize you the second you bumped into her. And that was enough for her to take your hand and lead you to a very familiar hideout. Perhaps it was fate that brought you here again when you needed Jinx the most.

"Hey kid, who's our little guest-?" The rest of the young woman's words died on her tongue, and it left you simply staring at each other. There was a familiar haze in her eyes, one that you often saw when the voices were taking over. She once mentioned that you sometimes became a part of her hallucinations during longer absences, and that reminder alone made your heart ache. You shouldn't have run away that day. But what other choice did you have? She didn't trust you anymore. She didn't think you should be together anymore. Why were you even here?

"S-sorry... I'm just going to leave..." You muttered as your ears rung and that familiar burning in your eyes made your sight blurry. You felt suffocated and somehow also angry, wishing she could just see how much you loved and cared for her. But just as you were turning away to run again, her strong hand was quicker and held you back by your arm. "Wait. Let's just... talk, alright? Like we always do?" That was your thing. Whenever things got bad, you'd sit down and talk calmly to her about it. She used to scoff at it every time... yet she was the one who suggested now for once. Something about it shook you so hard that it made the first tears finally spill at the recognition she had given you for all the work you've put into her.

Jinx panicked a little at that, unsure of how to comfort you, yet at Isha's stern frown and cross of her small arms, she just hugged you for the first time in a while. And god, did she miss it.

Perhaps it was good to show the little girl a picture of you after all.

"I'm sorry. I'm really sorry, I swear, sweetie! I... I won't ever say stuff like that again. Just don't leave me. Please don't leave me. I just, I was just-" You hushed her by just hugging her tighter and shaking your head. "It's okay... just hold me for a while. We can talk later... I missed you so much." You whispered, voice breaking into sobs. Jinx hummed weakly and sighed against your hair, the familiar scent making her relax and feel better at last.

Isha grinned to herself behind you before quickly sneaking off to let you talk things out.

》EKKO

To say that the entire firelight hideout was pissed at him would be an understatement. Absolutely everyone disagreed with the way he treated you, and the side eyes he got very much confirmed this. But the worst part of it all was definitely you avoiding him like the plague.

Every time he entered a room, you were the first one to leave in a hurry. Every time he tried speaking to you, you either ignored him or found an excuse to get away. Every time someone even mentioned his name to you, your mood seemed to dampen. And that hurt so much that it killed him. This isn't how he wanted you to feel about him. He was your boyfriend, damnit it. Yet he acknowledged that he was failing at his job way more than he should've allowed himself to. He had to fix this somehow.

Ekko couldn't just lose you over his own foolishness. You were the one person who motivated him to keep going even on his worst days. You were the light he fought for. The person he battled to come home to every day. He couldn't handle your absence any longer, especially at night when he laid wide awake in your empty bed without you.

And so, he finally had enough and cornered you one night up in the tree during a patrol you had together. One, he definitely didn't pull the strings for to happen. And ever the one to abide by his orders despite your current dismay, you were now avoiding his gaze whilst you watched your sleeping home below. It was peaceful and calm, but the pain lingered between you two too much to enjoy the moment. He didn't know how to break the deafening silence, and it made him think of backing out on his initial plan... until you surprised him by speaking up first.

"I'm... sorry for avoiding you. I didn't mean for this to become your last resort. I just... didn't want to be a burden anymore." "Wait, wait, wait... who said that you were a burden, I... I should be the one apologizing right now. Because I was wrong about every fucking thing I said to you." The words spilled out in panic at the mere thought of you blaming yourself. He never wanted you to feel like this. It made him feel even worse about himself. This wasn't right. "You're not useless. You do so much for us, for me, and I take it all for granted like the asshole I am! And I fully acknowledge that now... I shouldn't have snapped at you like that. There is no excuse for it." He shook his head in disappointment at himself, wondering if this was it now. He'd understand if you broke up with him now... but instead, you seemed to be in the mood to surprise him alot today.

"Did you... like the food I made you?" He blinked at your question in confusion, yet answered honestly. "Best thing I had all week." "Then I guess I'll forgive you... just don't do that again." Ekko chuckled weakly at your words, relief filling his senses whilst he pulled you close to press a kiss to your head. "Would never dream of it... wanna ditch patrol and fly around town?" You mirrored his sly smile, glad he had the same thing on his mind as you did. "Sure thing. But let's make it a race."

He let you win.

》SEVIKA

She took some time to cool off after your argument and returned later into the night with a clearer mind. Sevika had actually reflected on what you had said to her, and she knew you were ultimately right. She was extremely overprotective and stubborn, two things that didn't mesh well and often ended in her thinking you couldn't take care of yourself. Even if she knew better than to actually believe that.

You were strong, especially mentally. It's what drew her into you to begin with. But with the fall of Silco and a war being on the verge of breaking out against Piltover, she had no choice but to make sure that you never left her sight. And if you did, then you had to be somewhere she knew was safe and away from all the chaos she dealt with daily. It helped her focus and stay calm to know that you're okay. Yet despite how much she cared, she still fucked it all up for herself again.

And now she had to fix it, something she was never good at.

She felt awfully guilty at the sight of the things you've lovingly prepared for her, now laying forgotten and cold on the kitchen counter. She truly didn't deserve someone as kind as you. And yet she considered herself too selfish to let you go.

Slowly approaching the bedroom door, she paused to hear if you were awake or not. Unfortunately, you were, but she only knew this from the faintest sound of your sniffling and sobbing that drifted through the wooden door. Sighing to herself, she knocked once, deciding to just rake things slow and as calmly as possible. You had sustained an injury after all, and her mind was reeling at the thought of it getting worse without any proper care. "What do you want?!" Your weak voice yelled at her, and it made her frown. Yeah, you were definitely beyond pissed.

"I want to talk." Her gruff voice said, and it may have sounded like a demand if the underlying care and worry didn't overshadow it so clearly. Your silence made her initially think you were ignoring her until the door slowly opened and revealed your disheveled form. "... well, go ahead." You muttered, one hand cradling the side of your hip that was clumsily bandaged up by you. You were never good at stuff like that.

"Let me take care of the wound whilst we're at it. Can't have ya dying on me because of an infection." She sighed out before simply dragging you to your shared bed and pulling out your medkit. You didn't protest or complain and let her do as she pleased, whilst you carefully listened to her speak with an unreadable expression.

"Listen. I... get it. I really do. The way I treat you isn't right, and I know you're grown enough to take care of yourself, but... I can't risk losing you too now. It drives me crazy to think about. Even if that ain't much of an excuse, and I get that too." She was never this honest before. Usually, she simply deflected or blamed someone else. But here she was, for once admitting openly to being the problem. "Just... be more careful out there. That's all I ask of you. I won't comment on it otherwise anymore though, unless you're in serious danger. I promise." Finishing the last of her bandaging, she hummed at it now looking much securer. This way, you are sure to recover much faster.

Taking a deep breath, you nodded your head at her words, deciding to give her another chance to prove herself. You understood where she was coming from after all. "Okay, fine. I'll accept your apology... if you help me cook." She grinned at that slightly with a casual shrug. "Fine by me, if I get a taste of your heavenly cooking, sweetheart."

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