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lanadelnegan · 6 months ago

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The Feeling Was Mutual

Jeffrey Dean Morgan x Female Reader

Summary: You and your former friend and co-star, JDM, pick up where you left off years ago when he joins you on set of TWD. Starting with a dinner date and ending with a quickie in the elevator. Warnings: smut, 18+, unprotected public sex, heavy touching and kissing, angst, sexual tension, *Jeffrey is single

Requested by anon <3

Your heart thumped in your ears when the RV doors opened and the gorgeous man you hadn't seen in 10 years stepped out. You tried to stay in character, purposely replacing your googly heart eyes with fearful ones. You studied his every move, noting the new silver streaks in his hair and beard. His voice was deeper than you remembered and his waist skinnier, but it was a nice look on him.

For the past decade, you've avoided him, focusing on your acting career and pushing your growing feelings for him aside. Things were different now. You were both more mature and further along in your careers. And single. From what you last heard. Not that you were checking up on him.

"Eeny. Meeny. Miny. Moe."

When the end of the barbed-wire bat came dangerously close to the tip of your nose, your eyes finally locked with his. His smug gaze softened and for a moment, you thought he was about to break character. A grin threatened to tug at the corner of your mouth, but you mentally pushed it aside, breaking eye contact to stare at the ground. His smirk grew wider before he walked away from you, continuing his impressive opening speech.

"Cut. Amazing! Let's take a break." Your fellow actors stood to their feet, wiping the dirt off their knees and laughing amongst each other. You did the same, glancing at Jeffrey across the set before grabbing a drink of water. He was busy getting to know the others as they welcomed him to his first day on set.

Your back was turned away from him as you took a sip of your water. You hated yourself for being this shy in front of him, purposely stalling on greeting him with the rest of the cast. There was a time he was one of your closest friends but now you only saw him on social media, occasionally dropping a comment on one of his new posts and him returning the gesture.

"Not gonna go say hi to the new guy?" Norman teased.

"Eventually. You?"

"Met him earlier. Seems like a nice dude."

"Yeah, he's -"

"Walking over here." Norman said quietly, giving you a subtle heads up. Your eyes widened as he tilted his chin up at Jeffrey. "Man, that was awesome. Making us all look bad." Norman joked, earning a chuckle from the tall man next to you.

Jeffrey's hazel eyes quickly skimmed over you before settling on your own. "Hey stranger."

You rolled your eyes, playing off your ridiculous grin as he brought you in for a hug. You were always attracted to him, but this new him did something to you. He looked taller somehow. More confident.

"You know each other?" Norman asked.

Jeffrey rambled off to Norman about the movies you made together while you half listened, too busy soaking in his handsome features and the way the corner of his mouth tilted slightly when he spoke.

"And then, one day, she just.. ghosted me." He said jokingly, bringing his hand to his chest like it pained him.

You felt heat quickly rise to your cheeks. "I dunno if that's what happened." You said casually, hoping he'd drop it. Of course you weren't that lucky.

"You stopped returning my calls and texts. I'd say that's.. exactly what happened." Jeffrey tilted his head at you, resting his hands loosely on his hips.

"Well, you guys enjoy your reunion." Norman interrupted, patting Jeffrey's shoulder before walking away.

"What the hell was that?"

"Wasn't a lie." He shrugged, sipping his can of coca-cola.

"So that's how it's gonna be? You haven't seen me in a decade and you want to start it like this?"

He made a satisfied sigh, swallowing his drink. "This is awkward because of you, darlin'. Not me."

You scoffed. With his new found confidence, he was also apparently an asshole. You turned to walk away but he was on your heels.

"Y/n, wait."

You ignored the loud sigh he made.

"Y/n. Stop, can we just talk?"

You turned to face him, opening your mouth to say something, but quickly realized how close your face was to his. Your mind wandered back to one of the first scenes you shot with him - a kissing scene that involved lots of heavy touching. As if reading your mind, his eyes dropped to your lips then quickly back to your eyes.

"I'm sorry." He said genuinely. "Let's start over. You look.. really great."

"So do you. I.. I missed you." You stepped back a couple inches, allowing some space between you so others wouldn't stare.

"How about we get dinner tonight and catch up?"

You thought for a moment then nodded slightly. "Okay, yeah. That sounds nice."

Later that night...

You decided to keep it casual and eat at the restaurant at the hotel you were both staying at. This was just a friendly outing after all. You had to remind yourself of that a few times while getting ready, keeping your makeup light and your outfit nice but definitely not overdressed.

Your phone buzzed just as you were stepping off the elevator. Digging it out of your purse, you smiled at the name on the screen. You were surprised his number was still saved. And that he clearly still had yours.

JD: Got us a table outside in the back.

The nickname for him in your phone stuck after the filming of a show you did together. JD Richter. You smiled to yourself as you walked, remembering a particular scene you shot together that consisted of a king-sized bed and his body hovering over yours. His lips exploring your neck and collarbone. It was your favorite scene you ever shot with him, for obvious reasons. Partly because of the kissing, but mostly because of the way he whispered your name in your ear while on top of you. You real name, not your character name - so quietly that only the two of you could hear it. Shortly after that scene, your friendship grew apart and it was all your fault. He was right, you had ghosted him - stupidly. But tonight you'd make up for it.

You made your way through the restaurant, finding the door to the back patio. The sun was starting to disappear, but the patio was outlined in greenery and warm sting lights.

He stood when he saw you, pulling out a chair beside him. "You don't have to pull my chair out. This isn't a date." You half teased as you both settled into your seats.

"So there's no chance I'm getting lucky tonight? Shit. I wore my fancy underwear and everything."

Your laughs echoed across the patio, slowly fading when the waiter finally approached. After ordering a bottle of wine and a couple of appetizers to share, you took turns catching each other up on the past decade of your lives. He had been in two semi-serious relationships, one of which was fairly recent.

"The last one, I thought for awhile she might have been the one, but then it just didn't feel right."

"What happened?" You asked curiously, sipping your wine.

He hesitated for a moment. "When I got the call about the Negan gig... I broke up with her shortly after that."

"Choosing your career over your love life?" You chuckled like the idea was ridiculous.

"Sound familiar?" He raised an eyebrow at you.

Ouch. He was right.

"I deserve that." You nodded, popping a pretzel bite in your mouth. "But.. why after you got the Negan call?"

"I - uh.." He hesitated again. "Knew I was about to see you again."

You blushed, feeling his knee brush against yours underneath the table.

"Look y/n, I know you don't wanna talk about it. But I need to know. Why'd you stop answering my calls?"

You knew that question was coming.

The truth is, you needed to focus on your career. You were barely a known actress at the time, and Jeffrey had already made a name for himself. When you started developing feelings for him, you knew you had to distance yourself. You wanted to be known for your work, not your love life.

"Fine. I.. I had feelings for you. That I didn't want to have." You admitted, ignoring his gaze and taking a bite of chocolate cake you were sharing for dessert.

"You should have told me." He said, casually wiping a dab of icing from the corner of your mouth with his thumb. You blushed when he brought it to his own mouth and sucked it off with a quick pop.

"I didn't know if you felt the same way."

"So you preferred never speaking to me again?"

Guilt punched you in the stomach and you felt like the worst person in the world. "No. I made a mistake. And when I realized it, I figured it was too late. You already had a girlfriend." You couldn't believe you were finally saying all of this out loud.

He nodded, deep in thought. "Okay."

"Okay? ...That’s all you have to say?”

“What do you want me to say, y/n?” He asked, avoiding eye contact and signing the tab.

That you had feelings for me too. That the feeling was mutual. That I made a mistake and we should have been together.

“It’s getting late, we should probably head back.” You said instead.

The walk back to your rooms was silent with the exception of him asking what floor you were on. You stared at him as he leaned back against the elevator wall, sliding his hands in his jean pockets. He stared back at you and you wondered what he was thinking, but stubbornly, you weren't going to be the one to speak first. When the elevator doors opened, he motioned for you to lead the way, so you did until you came to a stop at your door.

"Well, thanks for dinner. It was nice." You finally spoke, annoyed that you lost at your little silent game.

He nodded. “Yeah. Any time.”

You opened your mouth again to speak but he was already walking away. “JD.” He stopped, looking back at you over his shoulder.

Come inside. Stay with me. Let's do what we should have done a long time ago.

"...goodnight." You said instead.

"Night, y/n." He disappeared down the hall and you drifted into your room, disappointed and frustrated with yourself.

You kicked off your clothes, replacing them with your favorite silky night gown before falling into bed defeatedly. You closed your eyes, still feeling a buzz from the half bottle of wine you finished.

Imagining Jeffrey on top of you and whispering in your ear, your hand slipped between your legs. You easily rubbed your clit, considering your panties were on the floor with your other discarded clothes.

You were growing hotter by the second until your phone chimed from the nightstand. You sighed, picking it up and squinting at the bright screen.

JD: The feeling was mutual.

Your heart flipped at his confession and you jumped out of bed. You didn't bother slipping on shoes as you flung open your door. You took one step around the corner and immediately slammed into his tall figure.

"Oh.. hey.. I was just.." You rambled nervously, suddenly losing your courage.

"Me too." He said, slamming his mouth to yours and pressing you against the carpeted hallway wall.

He tasted like wine and chocolate cake, mixed with a hint of tobacco. The flavor alone enough to make your knees weak. He devoured your mouth and tangled his tongue with yours until you were breathless. Pulling away slightly, his mouth dipped to your neck, tracing his lips against your sensitive flesh. Your hand reached for his hair while the other wrapped around his wrist and guided it towards your soaked center.

He stopped suddenly, pulling away and looking at you. "Fuck, we can't do this." He ran a hand through his tousled hair.

"Oh.." You said, cheeks flushed. "Right.."

"Here. Someone could see us." He clarified. You exhaled a breath of relief as he guided you quickly to your room, placing his hand on your lower back.

"Oh no.." You panicked slightly, realizing your room key was on the other side of your door.

"Fuck. Come on." He led you to the elevator and luckily you didn't have to wait long before the doors opened and you stumbled inside the small space. His lips were on yours again as he clumsily pressed the button to his floor.

"I don't think I can wait another second to be inside of you." He said against your mouth, running his hand up your thigh and feeling your bare pussy. His finger slid through your wetness. "Fuck baby.."

"Then don't." You fumbled with the belt on his jeans. Pressing his forehead to yours, he helped you quickly unbuckle him.

You almost moaned at the sight of his cock when he pulled it free from his pants. He was rock hard and already leaking precum. Before you could admire it any longer, he lifted one of your legs around his hip and held it there, guiding his length to your slick hole. You were so wet and ready for him, you wouldn't be surprised if you were making a puddle all over the elevator floor.

He rubbed the head up and down your slit, coating his cock in your juices before stopping at your entrance.

"If you want to take this slow, we can."

You shook your head no, eager for him to be buried deep in your cunt already.

"You sure? I could take you back to your room.." He whispered in your ear. "And eat this pretty pussy before I fuck it."

"JD.." You almost yelled. "Please just -"

He pushed forward suddenly, entering you hard with one full thrust and stretching your walls perfectly. Your mouth fell open as he pressed fully against you, his cock buried so deep in your cunt it was almost painful. He let out a hoarse groan before sloppily kissing you again.

"Fuck, doll. You feel fuckin' good."

His hips began moving slowly, allowing you to focus on every inch of him. The elevator door opened for a few moments but he didn't stop. Luckily no one was on the other side and it finally closed.

His movements quickened and the moans from both of you filled the small space. You didn't care that someone was probably watching from the other end of the camera in the corner. Or that you could be caught at any moment and end up trending on the internet. You were too focused on each other. At how amazing he felt inside of you, like his cock was made for you.

"Oh god, fuck. I'm-" You couldn't finish your sentence before your pussy clenched around him and your legs shook beneath you. He watched you, his eyelids heavy as he felt his own release coming.

Suddenly the floor felt like it was falling from under you when the elevator started to descend.

"JD.." You said panicked, trying to push him away. But his grip tightened around your thigh and he continued thrusting, faster.

"JD..!"

Jeffrey stilled, letting out a couple of sharp grunts before spilling his load inside of you. "Fuck.. fuck." He pulled out of you quickly, stepping to the other side of the elevator and zipping himself up in his jeans. He held his wrists over his unclasped belt buckle as the doors began to open.

One would never be able to tell you just fucked.

Besides your flushed cheeks.

And his messy hair.

And the handprint on your thigh.

And the heavy breathing.

And-

The doors slowly departed, revealing Norman standing on the other side.

Oh fuck.

He squinted, eyeing you both suspiciously as he grinned, long enough for the doors to begin to close.

"I'll catch the next one." He said before they shut completely.

You couldn't help but giggle. "Oh my god.. you think he knew?"

Jeffrey took a step towards you, placing his hand on your lower back and pulling you towards him. "Probably. Especially if he noticed my cum running down your legs."

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midnightwriter21 · 1 year ago

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jjk headcannons: gojo & nanami as boyfriends

characters: reader x satoru gojo, reader x kento nanami

warnings: language, mentions of death in gojo's (assassination attempts, gojo unaliving someone)

AN: yuji, megumi, and yuta version HERE

SATORU GOJO

lucky you!!! you go a boyfriend and a 6ft tall superhuman man child wrapped up into one person!!

now

everybody always hc's gojo as a guy thats wayyyyy over the top with PDA

BUT THEY ARE WRONG.

i mean cmon think abt it... since the day he was born, gojo has been the target of assassinations, kidnappings, etc.

and in his eyes being affectionate with you in public where literally anyone can see you…

is basically putting a giant target on your back.

ofc the people closest to him know that you’re together and he’s not afraid to be affectionate in front of them

like his students, principal yaga, nanami, shoko, etc.

in fact if its just these people around y'all you can bet that he's most likely making them sick from how he clings to you

but it’s rare that you and gojo can have a day out together in public like a regular couple

he’s just being overprotective that’s all

speaking of him being overprotective

i dare somebody to threaten you or make you upset lmfao

gojo won't stand for it

the person that makes that mistake mysteriously disappears

and at the end of the day gojo's coming home to you with bloodstains on his shirt

don't question it cause he's not gonna tell you anyways

we all know gojo is a clown fr

but around you? lol multiply his usual goofy behavior by 100

he loves hearing you laugh

even if its at him

introduces you to his students as soon as y'all are officially dating

his students are some of the most important people in his life

and now you are too

his students adore you of course

but they also question how you can put up with gojo's annoying ass all the time (especially megumi lol)

idk i just love bf gojo

KENTO NANAMI

god he's so fine

did somebody say best bf on the planet? cause that's what nanami is

nanami isn't gonna be over the top w the PDA

but he will show you affection in public in small ways

a hand on the small of your back to softly guide you when your walking together

holding you by your waist

holding your hand

and if you're seeing him off on a mission?

he's giving you a chaste kiss on the cheek with a promise of "ill be home before dinner."

and when he does get home he hits you with the "honey, im home!"

FUCK i want him so bad

now nanami is protective too

not a day goes by that he's not scolding you for leaving your front door unlocked, not locking your car, etc.

he just doesn't want something to happen to you when he's not around to protect you

again, nanami doesn't flaunt your relationship around. but everybody knows y'all are together

except one person lmfao

guess who it is

correct!! it's gojo LOLLLLL

he's not hiding your relationship from gojo or anything

nanami just knows when gojo finds out y'all are together that he's gonna end up with a headache

doesn't wanna deal with gojo's teasing

nanami takes you out on dates as often as his job allows

and he's the perfect gentleman ofc

opening doors for you

picking up the bill

bringing you flowers

nanami. knows. the sidewalk. rule.

i love him

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dindjarindiaries · 7 months ago

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can you do “No, I-I’m okay. It was just a nightmare. Go back to sleep.” and “You don’t have to go through this alone. I’m right here for you if you’ll just let me in.” for din pretty please??? thank you so much! 💘

character: Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

prompts: “No, I-I’m okay. It was just a nightmare. Go back to sleep.” and “You don’t have to go through this alone. I’m right here for you if you’ll just let me in.”

main masterlist • prompt masterlist

You were still getting used to sharing Din's bed, which made you even more confused when you woke in the middle of the night and realized he was no longer beside you. Blinking into the darkness of the ship compartment that served as his makeshift bedroom made it even more disorienting. After a few heartbeats, however, you could make out a silhouette at the end of the cot—one without a helmet.

This was the closest you would get to seeing his face for a long time, until he was ready to let you in all the way. Considering the fact his shoulders were heaving and a hand was carding through his hair, you were still somewhat on the outside of his heavily protected heart.

But you took no offense. Instead, you remained as patient as you had been with him these last few months. You sat up and made your way to where he was, gently wrapping your arms around him from behind so as to avoid scaring him. Your lips spread into a smile when he relaxed underneath your touch.

Your chin rested on his shoulder as you whispered to him. "It's a bit early for you to be up."

Din huffed and turned his head towards you. "Yeah, you too." The sound of his voice without his modulator still made your stomach burst with the sweetest kind of butterflies.

But the way it shook when he spoke was new.

You furrowed your brow and ran soothing circles over his middle with your nails. "What is it?"

Din swung his head away from you, and you could hear the hard swallow he took. Your entire body tensed with fierce anxiety as you slowly started to pull yourself away from him. You began to recount everything you had done as the two of you had fallen asleep that night.

"Did something happen?"

Din held your hands to keep you in place. "No, I... " He threaded his fingers through yours. You relaxed with him. "I’m okay." Din shook his head as if he was attempting to dispel a bad thought from it. "It was just a nightmare." He gave your hands a gentle squeeze. "Go back to sleep."

You frowned. "I'm sorry." Your voice was as soft as the kiss you placed upon his shoulder. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Din hesitated, but he ultimately shook his head again. "No, that's okay."

You exhaled a breath. It was another moment where you would have to debate gently pushing him to lower his guard or waiting it out. The way his hands trembled over yours, however, made the decision for you. "You don’t have to go through this alone." You ran your thumbs over his the best you could manage. "I’m right here for you if you’ll just let me in."

Din began to knead his hands against yours, as if the movement was subconscious. Your chest ached, but you remained strong for him, supplying another kiss to his shoulder in the silence. Eventually, he nodded, taking a deep breath that caused you to move with him. "I can try."

You smiled and pressed your cheek against his back, being sure to keep his face concealed from view. "Only if you're comfortable."

"I am." The reassurance was quick. It only made your smile grow more. The longer his silence went on, the more that smile began to fade. "I..." Din's jaw circled. "I still have dreams about my childhood."

You hummed, acknowledging his words while giving him the proper silence to continue.

"But, this time, it wasn't just them." You didn't have to ask who "they" were. He had opened up enough about his childhood for you to know. "It was you, too."

You closed your eyes in sympathy for him. "Me?"

Din nodded. He adjusted his grip on your hands, tightening it without hurting you. "I know a dream is just a dream." He sighed, clearly frustrated with himself. "But it felt so real."

"I understand." You drew him in closer. "Dreams can be very vivid."

Din nodded again. "I won't let this be real, though." He raised your entwined hands to his lips to set a kiss over your knuckles. "I promise."

You lifted your chin back to his shoulder. "I know. Thank you for protecting me." You gestured with your head to the rest of the cot behind you. "But I can protect you, too."

You closed your eyes when Din instinctively turned his face towards you. "What do you mean?"

You unraveled your arms from him and held one of his hands, guiding him back onto the cot. As you encouraged him to lean back and lay down, you held him close, inviting his head into your chest and securing it in place with a hand in his hair. "I can't make the dreams stop." You kissed his head. "But I'll always be here for you to hold onto, to remind you that they're nothing more than dreams."

Din had already relaxed into you, his voice as soft as ever as he spoke. "Thank you."

You smiled again. "You don't have to thank me. I'm just grateful that you're letting me in."

"You make it easy for me."

din djarin tag list: @yorksgirl @zenrobbins0021 @cyaredindjarin @cw80831 @maddiedrmr @pigeonmama

#i had no idea how to end this so sorry if it's abrupt lol #din djarin #the mandalorian #din djarin x reader #the mandalorian x reader #din djarin fanfiction #din djarin fic #prompts #dindjarindiaries

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desideriumwriter · 5 months ago

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Closest To Heaven

Summary: After years of shoving down your feelings your Fred, believing he'd never felt the same as you did, a loss and a letter tells you otherwise. (based off this request!)

cw: mentions of blood, injuries, explosions, dying, canon character death

a/n: the beginning is a bit sloppy and rushed but bare with me i promise you it gets better and dramatic

wc: 2.7k | f.w. masterlist | navi

Fred and you had always had a tight bond. Everybody knew, you were almost with him as much as he was with George.

Lately it had been more of just Fred and you together. Rather than Fred, George, and you.

The more and more you hung out with Fred alone, the more you begin to feel differently for him. A good different, a better different.

Every time he would touch you, even if it was a playful shove, your skin felt all tingly. His silly teases or funny comments towards you didn’t feel like joking anymore, there was more of a flirty tone to them.

Godric, you were falling in love with him. It was cliché, falling in love with your bestfriend. The problem was you really couldn’t tell if Fred had any true interest in you. It was hard to tell if he was actually joking or actually flirting with you a lot of the time.

You were unprepared for what would happen if you did confess to Fred, and he didn’t feel the same.

So, you shoved those feelings down. It worked for a while. You would get those occasional butterflies in your stomach when Fred would look at you, but you did your best to ignore them.

Until you saw Fred and Angelina walking hand and hand through the clock tower courtyard.

Then it came back. That feeling in your stomach again.

Not fluttering butterflies, but a painfully tight knot.

Angelina was a gorgeous girl. Pretty personality and pretty face. Pretty everything. She was courageous, strong as hell, fiery, and well put together. Who wouldn’t fall in love with her?

You didn’t feel envious or jealous of her. Not in any angry or resentful way.

But sometimes you did wish it was your waist that Fred had his arms wrapped around at the Yule Ball. That it’d be you would get a kiss pecked on your cheek before Fred left the room. You who would give him good-luck-kisses before he’d walk on the field first. That it’d your head resting on his shoulder, asleep on his body. That it’d be your fingers intertwined with his during weekend trips to Hogsmeade or even down the hallways of the castle.

You wished that it’d be you. It’d be you.

It made you sick sometimes. But, Fred moved on. You should too.

And you did, you found eyes for others. Desperately trying to find someone who wasn’t him. You were able to get a few successful relationships, at least for a little while. They never lasted very long.

Later on you found out Fred and Angelina had split. You decided not to pry, but it was mostly likely because of Fred and George abandoning Hogwarts and making a grand exit out of school in year six.

Throughout the years, you kept in touch. Somewhat. Occasionally you both would send owls to each other. Little notes and sometimes Fred and George would send a small gift, usually sweets.

On even rarer occasions you’d pop up to their store.

He’d always let you leave with a free product of your choosing or his persuasion, always trying to lure you into getting something by saying things like:

“This ones a top seller.”

“Customer favorite!’

“This can come in handy when you least expect it.”

You always tried to have a comeback, a refusal to his words, yet he’d always have one in response.

“Hey, you might need it one day!”

“I’ll need to have a nosebleed one day?” You raised your eyebrows, an amused look on your face as you stared at the nougat in your hand.

“Get out of boring meetings.” He shrugged.

Though you always refuted and attempted to pay. Shoving galleons in his pocket when he wasn’t looking, yet every time you left the money somehow made it back in your purse. You forgot how damn good he was at charms.

Though it would be long periods of time, months, years, since you’d seen each other face to face. There was no tension, no awkward air between you. You both talked and joked the same way you did when you saw each other everyday at Hogwarts.

School honestly felt like a past life every time you saw him.

Now you were back at that castle. Leaning against a fallen over wall with him in the now destroyed courtyard, both a bit bruised and exhausted. Trying to get a moment of relaxation after a long few days of preparing and protecting the castle while fighting other dark wizards.

Everything felt sickening. You stared around the area around you. No longer covered in green grass and healthy plants in pots. Now full of smashed pillars, torn and burnt bushes, cracked concrete.

“You alright?” Fred's voice broke you out of your thoughts.

“Yeah, just thinking.”

“Me too.” He nudged your elbow playfully, of course, in the middle of a battle he could still try and joke through it.

“This was the last place we spoke, before you flew out of here.” You fiddled with the hem of your shirt, trying not to show your hurt due to the memory.

“You’re sure about this? You’re both gonna really go through with it? Leaving?“ You said, pulling your knees up to your chest as you sat together on the cold bench.

“Yeah, tomorrow. You sound disappointed.”

“I’m just worried.” You sighed.

“About?”

“You leaving here and things accidentally going wrong.” You fiddled with your tie.

“Nothings gonna go wrong. We’ve got more than enough to set up our shop, we already have a place claimed for it.” He sounded slightly defensive.

“I just don’t want you to end up regretting this.” You gave him a sympathetic look, he gave you an offended one.

“We’ve been saving up for years. Every bit of money I’ve gotten has gone directly into this. This is all I’ve wanted for years. I’m going to have it and I’m going to be happy with it.” His tone got a bit harsh. “I don’t need some rubbish certificate to get to where I want to be.”

“I know, I know.” You brought your legs down, feet touching the grass. “I’m really gonna miss you.” Your mouth was moving faster than your brain, you didn’t mean to say that out loud.

“I’m really gonna miss you too.” He looked over at you, putting a hand over yours, fingers wrapping around your hand for comfort. You weren’t if he was doing it for his or your comfort. “I’ll send you letters and I’ll tell you all about the process, alright? I’m not gonna become a ghost to you.” He squeezed, you both smiled at the ground.

Before you went back to your dorms, he pulled you into a tight hug.

“You be good, Weasley. Don’t be stupid.” You let out a weak laugh.

“It’s my brand.” He said as he pulled away. “You be smart.”

“Yeah. It’s been so long.” He leaned his head back against the wall. “I think getting out of here was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made.” You tried to ignore how that sentence felt like a stab in the gut, so desperately wanting to ask; Was leaving me here a good decision?

“Did you ever miss it here?” You looked over at him,

“A little bit. I missed the people. I missed you.” Fred felt a bit shy saying that, yet you were in the middle of chaos, anything could happen to either of you. Better to get the truth out now than never. “Sometimes I think about what would’ve happened if I stayed.”

“The same outcome most likely, you’d just have to wait another year. But, I would’ve left early if I could’ve as well.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, sixth year was hell. Especially with Umbridge running the place for that moment.” You looked at the back of your hand, still able to see the faded letters from her punishments scarred in.

Fred put his hand over yours, this time your fingers intertwined with each other rather than wrapping around both your palms. With his other hand, he pulled something out of his coat pocket.

“Um, I want you to have this.” He cleared his throat as he handed you a folded piece of paper. You took it hesitantly, fingers brushing over his, you began to open it but he stopped you. “Don’t. Open it afterwards, all of…this. It’s in case anything happens to me.”

He couldn’t ignore the way your face faltered.

“It’s just for if this will be our last time together.”

“Fred…” Your voice was solemn, almost sounding disappointed. “Come on, don’t talk like that.” Your thumbs fiddling with the paper.

“I just don't have a good feeling about this.” He murmured.

“I don’t think anybody does.” You let out a terribly weak scoff. “We’re in the middle of a literal fucking war, Fred.” You looked around, raised your arms and let them fall to your sides.

“Yeah. But you know what I mean.” He breathed in. You did know what he meant, but you wouldn’t let him know that either.

“Fine. I hope you know you’ll be getting this back though.” You pointed the letter at him, letting out a breathy laugh through your nose and you put the note in your pocket. You both whipped

your heads up once you heard the bells, the secret warning sign everyone agreed on. The one that told you to get to your spots.

As the both of you stood and Fred turned away, you grabbed him onto his hand and pulled him into a hug.

“You be good Weasley.” You spoke softly, hoping that he couldn’t hear the wavering in it and your voice was slightly muffled due to burying your face in his chest.

It felt different compared to any other embrace you ever had. Those few seconds felt so long, and in those seconds, even in the midst of a battle, you felt the safest you’ve ever been.

“You be safe.” He said sweetly, pressing a kiss onto the top of your head before pulling away.

You gave him a smile, trying not to wince at how you accidentally broke open the cut on your lip that you sustained earlier. His mouth opened a tiny bit to say something else, instead he closed it, smiling and nodding at you back.

You both left the open area, returning to your spots and both trying to ignore the dread that filled your stomachs.

By the time the sky was pitch black and littered with stars, thats when you heard the explosion, just feet away from you. The force was enough to cause you to stumble but still stay on your feet.

Immediately a long and dark haired man shoved past you, running away as you saw a lanky and tall boy following suit.

Percy?

Percy was already chasing after Rookwood by the time most of the smoke and debris had cleared from the air. Words you’d never expected to come out that proper boys mouth were being shouted.

You turned to the spot behind you that had been blown up, bits of stone and cement shattered everywhere, piles on it. You felt your heart stop as you saw a familiar pair of legs laying over one of the piles.

Running over and your feet coming to a screeching halt as you stood over Freds body, the movement of his chest gave you a tiny bit of relief, but the small bits of blood seeping out the side of his mouth took it all away.

You dropped to your knees, sweeping the dirt and stone off his chest. His eyes fluttered open and he looked at you, brows faintly knit together as he tried to lift up his head, failing.

He rasped out your name, you gave him a pained smile.

“Hey. Hey, it’s okay.” You shushed him, he coughed a bit. “It’s alright, I’ll get you help okay? You’re gonna be fine.” You tried your best to blink away the glaze forming in your eyes.

As you wiped the blood off his mouth he brought up a weak, bloodied hand from the rubble. Pulling out the note from your front pocket and pushing it into your chest.

“No, no. You’re getting this back. Nothings gonna happen to you, you’re getting this back.” You tried to convince him, yourself too.

Though he couldn't get any clear words out, his voice was soft, and he smiled. He grabbed your other hand and placed it over the note, you held onto it. His breaths became more raspy and his face went pale. You knew what was happening and you didn’t want to.

That bad feeling Fred had about all this, it was happening. You couldn’t stop it.

“No, no, no.” You whispered hoarsely, “Don’t you dare fucking do this to me.” You sobbed as you continued to wipe the dirt off his face, he just smiled at you with red stained teeth, wiping a tear from your cheek with a weak hand.

A broken plea left your throat.

You could feel his soul begin to drift away from you at that moment. You couldn’t do anything about it. You stroked his face and watched the spark from his eyes go dull, the raspy breaths came to a stop and so did his entire body. He was gone. It was all over.

The letter Fred gave wasn’t opened for a while after that evening in May. It laid on the top of your dresser for months, collecting dust, untouched and taunting you.

Your name written nicely on the top of it, next to the smears of his blood from his hands made it feel like every time you stared at it, you were staring into the burning sun.

Around the time the leaves outside began to change color, falling from the trees, and a cold wind hit you every time you went outside. That’s when you made your decision to finally open it.

As you sat on your bed, holding the folded parchment in your hands, still absolutely not prepared in any way to open what's in your hands. Yet you unfolded it, a long neatly written letter in front of your eyes, the first word being your name. The first sentence eliciting a sad laugh out of you.

I hope you aren’t pissed at me for dying, I was trying my best not to today. Or that day, I don’t expect you to open this for a while. I know you well. I hope you’re doing well. And I just hope you don’t hold a grudge against me for that, or this letter.

I’m a proper asshole for telling you this now that I’m not here. I’m not sure if you have someone or are seeing someone currently, if you are this would make it worse.

Anyways, the whole reason I’m writing you this is because you were what I wanted for so long, for years. I know you didn’t have much interest in me in the first place. That’s why I never told you, I didn’t want to know what would happen if you had to reject me. I don’t know what I’d do if you did.

I tried my best to move on, I tried my best to shove those feelings away. I never could. I saw you go onto being with other people. I knew I had no chance. Every time I’ve sent you a letter, every time you showed up at the shop, I had to refrain from spilling this secret to you. My silly secret that I’ve kept locked since school.

Now that things turned out strange, and not as good as we hoped in some ways. I just needed you to know this. That I loved you. I love you.

I know I’ve sprung a lot on you. I do apologize. I didn’t want any of this to happen. I’m sorry for everything that happened. I’m hoping you weren’t there when I went. And if you did, I’m sorry again. But hey, at least I’ll be happy knowing one of my last moments was spent with you. Maybe I'll be more accepting of death because of that.

I went knowing I loved you. I went out happily.

Forever Fred.

Your hands began to shake a bit without you even realizing, causing the paper to crumple under your fingers.

You could’ve had what you wanted for so long. That yearning to be with him could’ve ended so long ago if you had just bucked up the courage to tell him. If you didn’t assume he was the one with a disinterest in you.

Now, you’ll be searching for his warmth in everyone that isn’t him once again.

tell me what you thought! <3

ty 🐍 anon for the request i luv u

#fred weasley #fred weasley x reader #fred weasley fic #fred weasley x fem!reader #fred weasley fanfic #fred weasley angst #request #requests #fred weasley x gn!reader #🐍 anon

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strawbearrrry · 9 months ago

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Rainy Afternoon 🌧

Karma x Reader One shot 🍓🍥

✮Type~Fluff

✮Character~Karma Akabane

✮Context~Karma comes by unannounced on a rainy Sunday afternoon

✮Song~You're here that's the thing

𓍊𖦹𓋼꩜☆꩜𓋼𖦹𓍊

It had been raining all day you were covered in fluffy blankets laying in your bed, listening to the rain hit your window. Your parents aren't home so it's just you and your cat Pepper alone, you almost fall asleep but then you hear a knock on the door

Pepper lifts his head up the same time you turn your head looking pit your door, it's weird your parents aren't supposed to be home early, and even so they have keys.

You place your book down on the your blanket and walk down stairs, you stand on the tip of your toes and look through the little hole in your door

"Karma?"

You unlock and open the door seeing your boyfriend, soaked and a bit bloody.

"Hey gorgeous~" he smiles

"What happened!?" You quickly pull him inside then walk twords the closest at the end of the hallway, leaving him at the entrance

"What?" He spoke as if it was any other day looking down the hallway for you

You quickly come back with a towel dragging him to a chair and making him sit down as you begin to dry his hair

"You know what, did you think I'd just ignore the fact you're wet and bloody!?" You scold him

"Chill most of it's not my blood" he stares at you with a smile "you're so pretty"

Even though most of it's not his blood you can still see some cuts and bruises

"Stop trying to kiss ass!" You glare at him but still find yourself blushing at his words

You sigh looking into his eyes with a serious expression "what happened"

He smirks and pecks you on the lips

"Karma"

"Fine" he sighs "I just got into a fight"

"Obviously" you set the towel on the table behind him and walk into the bathroom opening the medicine cabinet "go ahead and tell me I'm listening"

"Well.." He drags it out "I ran into some people from school and they were talking about you"

"What?" You question walking out of the bathroom with the first aid kit sitting next to him and taking his hand so you can bandage it up "what were they saying about me?"

"Dumb shit they pulled out of their asses" he sounded upset thinking back to it

Rumors have been spread about you since you dumped Gakushu so you're not surprised, but you decide not to press on it any longer seeing how much it upset him.

You sigh "I appreciate you defending me but you need to stop fighting, sooner or later you'll get expelled"

He scoffs "they can't expel me it wasn't even on school property"

You sigh once again though it wasn't on school property knowing principle Asano and how much he hates 3-E (and you) you don't doubt he'll try and find a way to get Karma in trouble just to upset you. You're caught up in your thoughts till you feel Karma cup your cheeks

"Hello, earth to (Y/n)?" He starts to squish your cheeks now

"Sorry Karma, I was just thinking" you look away from him with a bit of a pout

He frowns then leans in closer as your foreheads touch. You close your eyes, preparing for a kiss but instead you feel him pinch your cheek

You glare at him and rub your cheek

"Welp I'm gonna change" he gets up, he usually stays at your house so he ends up leaving shirts and stuff over here all the time, and the clothes he's wearing now are soaked

He goes upstairs and you lay your head on the table, almost falling asleep.. Well you did fall asleep but only for like three minutes! Then you feel paws on your head, you look up a bit and see two little black paws. You sigh petting pepper

"What am I gonna do with him?"

"Whatever you want princess" you feel arms wrap around you and you're suddenly picked up and thrown over his shoulder

"Karma put me down!" You gently punch his back and your legs swing slightly causing a curious pepper to swat at your pink fluffy socks like they were flies

"If you insist" he shrugs and acts as if he's going to drop you

"WAIT!"

He chuckles "don't worry princess I'd never drop you" he holds now holds you bridal style and walks upstairs into your room "I've thought about it though"

"Karma" you groan

He smiles setting you on the bed then kisses your forehead, he lays down and cuddles with you

You smiles sweetly at him and miss his cheek where a band aid was "I love you Karma"

His smile stays, he's always happy when with you it's almost impossible to be upset. He strokes your hair and kisses your lips "I love you too"

And the rest of your rainy afternoon was spent with kisses and cuddles, listening to the rain hit your window

#karma x reader #karma akabane #karma #assasination classroom #karma assassination classroom #karma akabane x reader #karma akabane x you #anime and manga #anime #anime x reader #akabane karma #akabane karma x reader #karma x you #x y/n #y/n #fanfic #fan fiction #fanfiction

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multifandomsish · 7 months ago

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A/N: an au where Buckys a mechanic, requested by anon 🫶🏻

pls don’t hate me for how short this is but i wanted to get it out 😭

i wanted to leave this one kind of open and not a lot of detail! i feel like with how i decided to end this one, there’s definitely options for it to keep going if this is popular enough 👀

MY REQUESTS ARE OPEN!! please send me a request for any Marvel character! or vikings characters too! i’m open to just about any request!

TW: flirting, shyness, embarrassment, kissing.

A warm summer day seemed like the perfect time to go for a drive, but that was proving to be a bad idea as your car rumbled angrily rolling into the parking lot of a small town mechanics shop an hour and a half from where you live. “This has to be just my luck..” you grumble to yourself as you step one foot at a time out of your car, pushing the door closed and walking around, heading towards the shop.

You definitely stood out here with your tight fitting gym leggings and sports bra top, your typical gym attire that felt normal to wear in a gym of strangers working out just like you. But now that you were the only person dressed like this, you felt a small bit of insecurity boiling in your stomach at the thought of eyes on you. If you hadn’t needed help with your car to get back home, you wouldn’t have even made the stop but you felt you had no choice but to have it quickly checked out.

All of the car bay doors are open but not a soul is in sight, the assumption passing through your mind that everyone may be in the office of the shop hidden behind darkly tinted windows. A bell jingles just above your head as you push the slightly heavy metal and glass door open, the smell of oil and something hitting your nose. It takes a quick sweep of your eyes to see there’s three men behind the long desk in the center of the room, another man standing in the doorway leading to the garage where they work. It seems as though your presence makes the atmosphere go quiet.

The man standing in the doorway to the garage catches your eye, almost makes your heart skip a beat at the sight of him. He has beautifully messy brown hair and striking blue eyes, gorgeously muscled arms that are crossed over his tight broad chest. You’ve never seen anyone like him and you really wish you could get a better look at the name patch on his black button down work shirt that’s completely opened, exposing a white tank underneath. The only letters on the patch you can see are a B and Y, your brain wracking for names.

As your brain is trying to piece together a name, you offer a quick and soft friendly smile to the men, clearing your throat gently. “Hi uh- I was.. I was having some issues with my car while on a drive and this was the closest shop I could get to. I was afraid it may breakdown, is there anyone that might be able to take a look at it?” You get out, shyness taking over your senses as your cheeks begin to feel warm, knowing they’re slowly beginning to glow red.

Out of the corner of your eye you can see the man in the doorway shift his weight on his feet as you maintain eye contact with the man right behind the desk. “Why of course ma’am, Buck, you mind going with her and seeing if we can’t help her out?” The man politely asks, clean blonde hair slicked back and just as piercing blue eyes as, who you assume is Buck, has. He’s the one to make a move, pushing himself off the doorway he’s leaned against and taking a step forward, unfolding his arms.

“Of course, not a problem.” Buck offers you a friendly smile as your eyes meet his and it feels as though your stomach does a thousand flips in just seconds. You already know with as awkward as you are, this may not end very well.

You follow behind Buck, just a few steps away, back out of the shop door and towards your car in the small parking lot. “So, what’s going on with it?” He speaks up, the sound of his deep warm voice making your bones tingle.

“I uh.. I was driving down the highway when it started to shake and it kind of smelt like something was burning. Then the check engine light came on the further I drove so I decided it was best to try and find a shop somewhere as close as I could.” You explain, unlocking your car and handing Bucky the keys. You watch as he gets in the driver seat, flipping the key in the ignition just enough to turn the dash on.

After the check engine light comes on, he gets out and motions for you to wait just a second before heading towards one of the open bay doors. He grabs a little handheld machine from what you presume is his area of work before heading back towards you to plug in this machine to your car in hopes it’ll tell him exactly what the check engine light is for.

As he’s waiting for the machine to load you have a second to watch his features and look him over, admiring the way the sun glistens off his skin and makes his hair shine too. You can see the peak of pale white skin under the sleeve of his work t shirt he’s wearing, a line where his tan starts and ends, making a smile form on your lips.

He glances up just seconds before the machine loads, to catch your eyes on him before you quickly look away in embarrassment, wondering if you’d just been caught being a creep. Though in Bucky’s mind, he’s dying to get a good look at you just as you have him.

“Hmm, this isn’t good..” Bucky says once he’s looked down at the handheld, reading what it’s telling him. “You’re having transmission problems.” He explains, glancing back up at you for a second. Your eyes widen then lower as you listen to him, nodding your head.

“That’s expensive isn’t it?” You ask with a soft laugh, pushing your stray hairs out of your face as you glance your car over. “Is it possible for me to make it home? I’m about an hour and a half away.” You ask, chewing on your bottom lip afraid of the answer.

Bucky makes a soft noise with your second question, eyes meeting yours and he shakes his head with a soft chuckle. “You might be lucky to make it another thirty to forty five minutes, but not the whole way home.” He says, unplugging the machine and standing up, eyes drifting down your body as you’re not paying attention to him.

“Let me go talk to my boss, Steve, and see if we can’t work something out to where we can fix your car and get you home for the night, okay?” Bucky offers, sensing a feeling of stress coming from you though it seems to ease with his offer.

“Oh you don’t have to do that! I wouldn’t expect for you to have to worry about getting me home, that’s sweet though, thank you.” You tell Bucky, a giddy smile on your lips at the thought of him going as far as to getting you home safe.

Bucky chuckles and he shakes his head, rough hand running through his hair as the two of you make your way back towards the shop. “Steve might actually write me up if I just let you be to figure it out yourself.” He grins, looking to you. “And anyways, helping a pretty girl like yourself is no weight on my shoulders.” He offers a playful wink that makes your cheeks heat again.

With the nerves that Buckys wink has sent through your body, you stumble over your own two feet stepping back into the shop, nearly face planting onto the stained tile flooring but a strong hand catches you from behind, pulling you into his broad body to bring you back into a standing position. Even more nerves run through you, but the good kind of nerves. The kind that make you yearn for the feeling again and again.

“Watch your step darlin, don’t need you takin a trip to the hospital too.” His breath fans across your ear but you steady your feet to take a step away from him to maybe calm the pounding of your heart in your chest, trying to feign a prideful smile.

“I’m okay, I got it.” You laugh, Bucky hesitating a second before he steps around you and towards the desk where Steve is watching the two of you intently, a knowing smirk on his lips.

Bucky leans half across the desk so there’s little space between him and Steve, keeping his voice fairly low. “Listen, her cars having transmission issues. It’s gonna need a decent fix and she’s an hour and a half from home, let me give her a ride and I’ll work on the car for the night.” Bucky whispers, watching the way Steve’s expression grows even more knowing.

Steve slightly glances around Bucky at you, standing there glancing around the shop waiting room like a lost duck. He gives a soft little laugh and he nods his head at Bucky. “Go ahead, just, hurry back. You do have work to do. No dilly dallying.” Steve says, raising his brows at Bucky and Bucky grins wide at his friend and boss. “You’re the fucking best, man.” He nods, patting Steve’s shoulder and turning around back to you with a smile.

“You okay with me giving you a lift? Of course as small as this town is, a taxi won’t come all the way out and take you back.” Bucky says and you shrug your shoulders. “Id really appreciate a ride back.” You nod, smiling at him and he pulls keys from his pocket.

“You can grab whatever you need from your car, we should be done with it in a day or two depending on everything wrong.” Bucky states and you head back to your car as he heads around the building to pull his old model Chevy around to the front. With your purse and gym bag from the trunk, you climb in the passenger seat of Buckys truck, him patiently waiting for you to settle and get buckled before pulling onto the highway and back towards your town.

#bucky #bucky barnes #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes smut #bucky barnes x reader #james bucky barnes #bucky x reader #bucky x you #james barnes smut #james barnes imagine #james barnes #sebastian stan x reader #sebastian stan imagine #sebastian stan smut #seb #sebastian #sebastian stan #marvel imagine #marvel smut

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bri-licious08 · 5 months ago

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The Dare

⊹ ࣪ ˖Bakugou x Reader⊹ ࣪ ˖

⊹ ࣪ ˖A fic heavily inspired by the movie 'After' ⊹ ࣪ ˖

⊹ ࣪ ˖College AU, Aged up characters⊹ ࣪ ˖

CW: mentions of sex, alcohol consumption, heavy cussing language, and angst

Happy Reading!! \^>^/

You never could’ve imagined yourself in this position. In a happy relationship of going on a year with the infamous Katsuki Bakugou. Surprisingly it wasn’t all that rocky, of course, there was some head-butting and some arguments here and there, but other than that it’s a pretty healthy relationship. If one of you was in the wrong you’d apologize and make it up with gifts and words of positive affirmations and regret of your words and actions, the same goes with the other. Loving Katsuki was hard, yes.

He shows his love through actions and not words, it was something you hadn’t wanted in a relationship but settled for because Katsuki’s way of showing his love was unique and hypnotizing. It gave you butterflies whenever he’d randomly take you on a romantic picnic or to the beach, to the ice cream shop a few blocks down from the campus, or to a quick lunch date with a bouquet of your favorite flowers.

He spoiled you like crazy even though you loved the gifts, receiving so many made you feel guilty, almost like a gold digger, but of course, he convinced you otherwise. That he did it because that’s his way of showing how he cares for you. And of course, he did, if he didn’t why would he waste so many months with you? 11 months and 2 weeks to be exact. So he had to love you, right? Yes, of course. There was no doubt in your mind that he didn’t. Until the day of Mina’s birthday party that not only ruined her special day but ruined your heart…

* * *

Awaking from your slumber by your handsome boyfriend peppering your face with kisses, you let out an airy giggle. Half awake and half asleep you shove his face away from you, but him being the brute he is, leans away from your hand only to climb on top of you and smother you more, peppering kisses on your face, neck, and shoulders. You groaned as you turned your body to look at him the best you could, rubbing the sleep from your eyes as you made eye contact with those gorgeous ruby eyes.

He smiled slightly as he brought his face closer to you, rubbing his nose against yours as his eyes closed, humming contently as you reciprocated his actions, your arms slowly wrapping around his shoulders loosely. When you opened your eyes you looked into those red rubies once again, as he slowly leaned in for a soft and sweet kiss. You both hummed contently before you quickly backed away from him, pretending to gag.

“What? Did I bite you?” He asked puzzled.

“Nope, just your morning breath almost made me puke” You snickered behind your hands covering your mouth.

Bakugou narrowed his eyes as his mouth thinned into a scowl. Quickly he grabbed a pillow and hit you with it, chuckling in revenge. You giggled as you slapped his arm and he laughed. You pulled him close to you as your foreheads touched. Your eyes locked onto his and vice versa.

“I love you,”

“Yeah?

“Yeah,” You smiled at him as he nuzzled your cheek with his before returning back to laying his forehead against yours.

“I do too, a lot ya hear.”

You giggled before responding, “Yeah, I hear. Nothing in this world can make me stop loving you.”

“Yeah? Nothing?”

“Nothing,” You smiled lovingly before leaning up slightly to kiss him sweetly and lovingly.

"Soo does that put me at the top of your "What I love most' list?"

"I wouldn't go that far-"

"You ass!" You playfully hit him with the closest pillow you could find.

"Ah! I was kidding, god damn," He chuckled.

"So?"

"So??"

"Ugh, so what is it that you love most in this world?"

"Hmm, dunno,"He responded as he got off of you and plopped down besides you.

"You don't know?!"

"Nope, but what I do know is that if you don't get your sweet, beautiful ass out of bed we'll be late for our lectures," Katuski said as he scooped you up into a cuddle causing you to giggle.

The rest of the morning led to a morning of passionate and sweet sex. After that, you both got ready for your morning lectures.

“Hurry up princess or I’m leaving your fine ass!” He shouted from outside your bathroom door.

“I’m sorry but you just happened to make our oatmeal with milk and you know I’m lactose Katsuki!” (If you’re not lactose then ignore this and change it with something else idc)

“It’s not my fault you keep buying non-lactose-intolerant milk!” He argued.

“Oh yeah? Well, It’s not my fault you keep giving me shit for not having the right milk you like!”

“Well, no one said you had-JUST GET YOUR ASS OUT! We’re going to be late!”

“Okay!”

After a short while later you both ended up parked in the campus’s parking lot. Exiting Bakugo’s Black Chevy Camaro, you both were greeted by his friends who later on became your friends. You all walked into the campus and were greeted by your friends consisting of Izuku Midoriya, Shoto Todoroki, Tenya Iida, Ochako Ururaka, Tsuyu Asui, and yourself. Bakugou’s friends consisted of Mina Ashido, Kirishima Eijiro, Kyoka Jirou, Denki Kaminari, Sero Hanta, Bakugou Katsuki, and an exchange student named Lila Fugioka.

You didn’t really like Lila much. Throughout the months of knowing her, you realized that a lot of her stories of her amazingly awesome life didn’t add up but everyone was just fascinated by her, so who were you to be the only hater in the club? When Katsuki and you started dating, your friend group sort of mixed up and brought new friends into the group from your individual lectures and such. Anyways, you walked with your boyfriend to your English lecture as your friends divided off, Mina and Kirishima following you both as you all have the same class, and the others went to their own classes with or without others.

“What do you think we’re doing today?” Mina asked.

“I don’t know but whatever it is, I hope it's easy. I stayed up till 1 in the morning doing my history essay. So not manly. I’m just glad it’s Friday.”

“Me too! Oh! Almost forgot! You bitches better be free tonight because yours truly is having her birthday party early!” Mina sang as she did a little happy dance walking into the lecture hall.

“What?! Since when? I thought your birthday party was this Saturday!” You asked.

“Well yes but my parents are throwing me a family birthday for my 21st and I heard they were getting me a new car! So of course I just have to go! So I moved my college party to today!”

“Well sucks for you, cuz I ain’t goin' nowhere.”

“Yes you are, it’s our friend's birthday and we’re going to celebrate with her Kats,” You said as you shook his arm that you were holding onto.

“Yeah, man! Wouldn’t be very manly of you to not show up to your friend's birthday party!” Kirishima said as he took a seat at a desk, the rest of you following as you and Mina sat between Kirishima and Bakugou.

The boys held their ladies’ backpacks along with their own and Bakugou set yours on the chair next to him and his on the floor. He knows that you’d like to keep it clean since he bought you an expensive one, the one you had had your eye on and he saw you like an Instagram post on it.

“I guess if the lady wants to go,” Bakugou grumbled annoyed as he slouched in his seat.

You noticed and then held his hand as you gave it a reassuring squeeze along with a kind smile that always seemed to take his breath away. He gave you a small smile before turning to look at the professor who announced their presence.

Throughout the day you couldn’t wait for your final lecture before you got to go to your apartment and get ready for Mina’s party. The second the bell rang you jumped out of your seat rushing out to your boyfriend's car. In all his hot glory he leaned against the passenger seat door while on his phone as he waited for you.

Of course, you noticed a small group of girls eyeing him while walking by him. You don’t blame them of course, not when he’s wearing a white tee, tan cargo pants, black vans, and his black leather jacket. His black Camaro just tops it off with ultimate hotness. Once you stopped oggling your boyfriend you rushed to him. Finally, he noticed you and he was quick to put his phone away as he opened his arms for you to rush into.

Once you got to him you hugged him tight and with the speed you walked, you spun him a bit, causing him to lift you off the ground and twirl you as you hugged him. He set you down but not without grabbing both sides of your face and smashing his lips against yours. You happily reciprocated the kiss and when you both pulled away he opened the car door for you, took your backpack and closed the door after you got in. He then threw your backpack in the back seat along with his once he got in himself and drove you both to your apartment.

After arriving at your apartment he just dropped you off so he could go to his to change as well. Leaving you with a sweet kiss and telling you he’ll see you at the party since you were going to go with Ochako, your next-door neighbor, and took off.

After getting ready and putting on a cute but sexy dress with glossy heels and your outstanding makeup with your gorgeous jewelry, you knocked on Ochako’s door to let her know you were good to go, and luckily so was she. You both took her car since she doesn’t drink as much as you would and she offered to be the DD. (Designated driver)

Once you arrived at the Frat house Mina rented out from some jocks Kirishima knew, you could already hear the loud music. You and Ochako were early, having shown up at 5:30 to help Mina with decorations, you were surprised to see your other friends already there helping and dancing to the music. You all decorated until there was nothing left to decorate and soon the clock struck 7:00. A ton of people started to show up and the party began.

The night was going well. You danced with your friends, and boyfriend, played games, drank, ate, all was going great until she showed up. For some unknown reason, Lila always had it out for you and was always all up on Katsuki. She tried to joke and touch up on him any way she could. You were so bothered by it but he never showed too much interest in her actions, so you decided not to dwell on it, since he didn’t seem to care much about her. You didn’t want to start an argument for no reason.

So when she showed up and she was of course rubbing her ass on your boyfriend's crotch, you were fuming. Who wouldn’t be? She’s openly grinding on your man. When you were about to storm over Mina grabbed you drunkenly to dance with her and you did. After a few more minutes of dancing the crowd began to die down, having been 1 in the morning on a Friday it was surprising, but Mina ensured that she wanted the party over at Midnight because she wanted to hang out with just the friend group after the party.

Once the last few unwanted guests left, the real party began. You all were playing sexual games as body shots were the group's favorite. You drank two shots from between Mina’s boobs and everyone cheered for you as Mina grabbed you and hugged you tight, laughing hysterically. Denki took body shots from Todoroki which everyone was lowkey jealous of, and of course, Lila took body shots with your boyfriend.

After the body shot game was over a new game was called for. Truth or Dare, Spin the Bottle version. Some juicy secrets were spilled and spicy dares were called, which had Denki and Jirou, Mina and Kirishia, Todoroki, and Momo, and lastly, Izuku and Ochako hooking up in some room or bathroom of the frat house before they came back to the group. Finally, the bottle landed on you.

“Oh, it’s Y/n!” Mina shouted happily.

“So Y/n, I dare you to tell us how many times you and Bakugou have done it.” She said excitedly.

“Too easy Ash, too many to count. Come on guys, give me something hard to do.” You replied.

“I’m sure Kacchan has something HARD for you to do later Y/n,” Denki replied to your statement with a wink to you and a few eyebrow raises at both you and Katsuki.

“Shut up you knock off Pikachu looking ass! I’ll fucking kill you!” Bakugou replied.

“Oh my gosh, you guys she’s not kidding about too many times to count. I hear them go at it like almost every day, it’s almost like Bakugou just lives at Y/n’s place.” Ochako added in as she had one too many drinks, giggling to herself and she tumbled over into Midoriya’s chest, the said male wrapping his arms around her to hold the brunette in place.

“Oh really now? Do they both live together? Well isn’t that just sweet.” Lila added with an innocent but sly smile, you could see right through it. The fakeness in her tone. It caused an uneasiness within you.

“Well kind of, lately Katuski has been staying at my place a few times-” You replied but were cut off by Kirishima.

“Sometimes?! It’s like every day! He never comes to our apartment anymore, he’s always spending the night at (nickname)’s place and only comes to our apartment if he forgets something important, like today! When he needed to get dressed for Ashido’s party.”

“Aww, that’s so cute!” Momo gushed.

“So you guys are serious serious huh” Jirou asked, but more like confirmed.

“Well, they’ve only been together for what, a year now?” Tsuyuu added.

“No, not a year yet!” Ochako argued.

“It’s about to be a year right (nickname)?” Mina asked you.

“Yup! In two weeks, the big one year,” You replied happily as you smiled lovingly at Katsuki next to you, who smiled back at you.

“Well isn’t that just amazing! Time truly does fly by doesn’t it Katsuki? So fast that you forget some things, hmm?” Lila added with a coy smile.

“Y-Yeah, it flies by,” Katsuki replied with a stutter that surprised you a bit. You looked at Katsuki and back at Lila confused and a bit suspicious at her question.

What did she mean by that? Her question sort of sounded too personal, too targeted.

“ Yup! Just flies right by you almost forget how long it’s been, being with the one you love, and close to payday isn’t that right Katsuki?” Lila added again with the same coy smile as she tilted her head innocently.

You could see your boyfriend visibly gulp and his hands gripped his pants tightly. His behavior was odd, he usually never acts like this.

“Kats, something wrong love?” You asked softly, concern written on your facial features.

“Yeah Katsuki, is there something wrong? Maybe something you might want to say?” Lila continued, as she innocently tilted her head again.

“What? What is she talking about Katsu?” You asked puzzled and at this point, inwardly nervous.

“What’s going on?” Denki whispered.

“I don’t know” Sero responded as he took another shot.

“What is Lila talking about?” Momo whispered to Iida that always seems to know everyone's business to ensure everyone's safety.

“I have no clue as to what she could be referring to”.

“N-Nothing babe, I don’t know what that dumbass is on about again” Bakugou replied as he grabbed your hand and interlocked your fingers, playing with the promise ring he had bought you months ago when he realized just how much he really loved you and now sat prettily on your ring finger.

“Don’t you think this thing has gotten a little too far Katsuki?” Lila said in a more stern tone.

“Stop calling me that, that’s not my name to you!”

“What thing Kats?” You asked the blonde as you looked at him but all he did was stare at the ground before him.

“Well Y/n, something is going on, but it’s not what you think” Lila stated as she looked you dead in the eye which sent shivers down your spine.

You were definitely getting nervous now. What was going on? What was happening? What is she talking about and what does your boyfriend have to do with it?

“Lila shut up!” Bakugou said sternly as he gave her a nasty scowl.

Lila only looked back at Katsuki at the sudden sternness he spoke to her with with wide eyes. Katsuki then scooted closer to you on the couch, holding onto your hand tighter than before as he made eye contact with you while he called your name to catch your attention away from Lila.

“Let’s get out of here. I’ll explain, I’ll explain everything I promise.”

“Remember truth or dare,” Lila said with more volume in her voice catching everyone’s attention.

“That one time we all hung out for Denki’s Birthday Bash, ya know, before you and sweet ol’ Katsuki were dating,” Lila said, her smile no longer visible on her face.

“Lila don’t!” Katsuki shook his head as he eyed the brunette carefully.

“Shit, I remember,” Denki whispered.

“Lila!” Sero stated sternly at the green-eyed brunette.

“Lila, that's enough!” Kirishima butted in.

“What, what happened?” Momo whispered as she asked the friend group.

“I don’t know what they’re talking about,” Ochako replied.

“Didn’t we leave Kaminari’s party early, during Truth or Dare?” Tsuyuu whispered as she asked the Deku squad.

Lila then pulled out her phone and showed Y/n her screen. A video had played and you could hear your voice that startled you as you began to watch it.

“I’m done playing this game,” You said as you were standing in front of Katsuki, tilting your head innocently at him as you turned around, grabbed your purse, and walked out, leaving Bakugou standing as some of the Deku squad seen leaving after you.

“Ooh, Katsuki Bakugou’s first rejection,” Lila was heard teasing as the boys of the Baku squad were heard chuckling.

“Ya really think I can’t fuckin’ make it happen?” Bakugou had said with a sly grin.

“Make what happen Bakugou?” Mina had asked somewhere out of view of the camera as it was solely on Bakugou.

“Here’s a dare, make her fall in love with me” Bakugou’s voice was heard saying. Katsuki had been nervously playing with your promise ring as his eyes shifted from you to the screen.

“And then, I’ll just,” Bakugou snapped his fingers as he spoke.

“End it,” He said with a smirk.

“Really? You wouldn’t dare, messing with that poor girl's feelings like that, so not manly Bakubro” Kirishima said.

“Wowww how bold Kacchan!” Mina added.

“Nah, he couldn’t do that to a sweet strawberry-like Y/n L/n”

“Without a price too? Just not like him” Sero snickered as he took another swig of whiskey.

“I got a price for you Kacchan. $100 dollars for every month that you’re in a relationship with her, be with her for a year, and you got yourself an easy 1,200 dollars, plus, I’ll finally agree to date you officially, no more secret screwing, how’s that sound?” Lila said behind the phone screen in the video.

“1,200 dollars and we officially date? Well, how can I say no to that?” Bakugou smirked as the video had come to an end.

Katsuki had continued fidgeting with your promise ring nervously as he dared not to look at you. His heart rate accelerating as he eyed you from his peripheral. The room grew quiet as all eyes were on the both of you before someone spoke up.

“It was all a game Strawberry,” Lila had said with a fake pout.

Your expression had been unreadable to Katsuki which scared the crap outta him. Your silence only scared him more and he gained enough courage to finally call out to you, his voice sounding scared yet desperate for you to do anything.

“Y/n.”

You couldn’t do anything but stare at the ground. You could feel ice running in your veins and a pit in your gut. Your heart was squeezing in your chest and suddenly it became difficult to breathe.

“Y/n, baby,” Bakugou called out again, more desperately.

With no answer or movement from you, he continued to call for you.

“Y/n, baby, please, you have to believe me.” You still don’t look at him, just the now blurry floor as you try to maintain your breathing.

“Baby, that was before everything, before I got to know you.” Bakugou spouted desperately as he tried to reach that pretty head of yours that he was surely spinning. You finally moved but not to look at Bakugou but Mina.

“Is that true?” You asked, voice small and breaking.

Minas’ shocked eyes grew wide then began to tear up as her bottom lip quivered. She tilted her head slightly as her expression grew pained as she opened her mouth to answer you but before she got a word out you looked away and to your other friends.

“You all knew?..” You asked the rest of the Baku-Squad as they either turned their gazes away from you or turned to look in another direction ashamed.

You scoffed at their reactions and turned to your other group of friends and asked, “Did you all know?” Your voice breaking more with a quiver or your lips as fresh tears now spilled from your eyes.

“No, we didn’t,” Ochako spoke immediately.

“This is the first we’ve heard of it Y/n,” Ida said.

Their eyes were full of sincerity yet pity and you hated it.

“Y/n, believe me, if I knew I would have told you,” Momo said, her voice laced with pity and you hated it.

“Good thing we didn’t know, right? Keeping secrets was something we vowed to not keep with each other the day we officially announced ourselves as a friend group. Unless it saves you from burning friendships, for selfish reasons, right?” Todoroki spoke up aggressively.

“Shoto,” Momo called.

“Todoroki?” Midoriya called confused at this new behavior.

“Right?!” The dual-eyed and-haired male shouted at the Baku-Squad across the room as they all flinched at his shout.

“Oh, because everyone knew that if we found out we would have told Y/n. Like actual GOOD FRIENDS.” Todoroki’s voice grew louder.

“Shoto, please.” Momo stood up as she tried to get the dual quirk male to calm down.

“We didn’t mean to,” Mina sobbed out, her arms hugging herself tightly.

“You didn’t mean to? Didn’t mean to what? Betray your friend? Hurt her? Look at her!”

“Todoroki stop it!” Midoriya shouted.

“We didn’t mean for this to happen alright don’t yell at Mina! It wasn’t her fault!” Kirishima defended.

“So it was who’s fault for not telling Y/n? To allow her to find out like this? Do you not see how humiliating and heartbreaking this is to her?!”

“I didn’t say that-”

“We know! We didn’t mean for this to happen!” Kaminari cried.

“How could you sit by knowing this?!” Ochako shouted angrily.

“We honestly forgot, we were drunk!” Sero deffended.

“So you just so happened to forget when there’s a fucking video?!” Ochako cussed, surprising everyone in the room.

“Lila was the one who recorded it, we had no idea that we were being recorded in the first place!” Mina cried as Kirishima held her.

“Oh yeah, I’m sorry for shouting at the wrong people when that skank over there should be the one taking blame for all this,” Ochako shouted as she now directed her anger at the instigator.

“Me?! But I never-” Lila began before being interrupted.

“Oh please shut up with your victim act, no one buys it. It’s best you leave and never come near any of us again. And I swear if you do I’ll file a law suit on your father’s dying company, and you know I’ll win. Especially with the help of the Yaoyorozu family,” Todoroki threatened.

Lila’s eyes widened with tears and her fists closed tightly. Her body began to shake before she let out an angry huff and stomped out of the home.

Throughout the arguing that you missed because your ears had tuned it out, your breathing grew heavy and frantic as your palms began to grip your knees tightly. Your vision blurred from your tears and the only thing you heard was a broken voice of the man you loved.

“Y/n.”

You sobbed but you finally turned your head to look at him. He was teary-eyed. For the first time ever, out of the three years you’ve known him, you finally saw the great Katsuki Bakugou teary-eyed, but this time, it only angered you.

You slowly got up from your seat which seemed to catch everyone’s attention as their arguing back and forth seized. You arose and Bakugou mimicked your action, again calling your name as you looked into those ruby eyes fresh with tears. You stepped around him, never breaking eye contact, his hand still holding yours, fingers still touching that promise ring that now felt like it was burning against your finger.

“Y/n?” He called, confused.

You continued to step away before finally breaking eye contact with him as you raced for the front door. Bakugou raced after you, calling your name. You slammed the front door open as you walked out into the rain.

“Y/n wait! Y/n please!” Bakugou cried.

“So, what exactly was that bet?” You asked, tears mixing with raindrops on your skin.

“Nothing!” Bakugou rebutted.

“Nothing?! Nothing, the bet was nothing Bakugou? Nothing?!” You shouted over the heavy sound of the rain.

“Yes! It was nothing, it meant nothing to me anymore!”

“None of it was real was it?”

“Y/n please, of course it was real!”

“You know I actually thought-” You started but hesitated finishing your statement.

“I thought that I-” Your tongue felt heavy, catching your words in your throat as Bakugou desperately awaited your words.

“You’re just a liar, a filthy fucking liar!” You shouted as you pushed at his chest causing him to step back. His face grew even more pained as his hands were quick to catch your arms in a tight hold as you pushed at him.

“Baby please, that was all before.”

“Before what?” You sighed exhausted turning your head away from him momentarily.

“Before-”

“You snapped your fingers and ended it.” You interrupted him, causing him to turn his head as he scrunched his eyes closed before taking in a deep breathe and looking back at you again.

“You once told me nothing would ever make you stop loving me!”

“Well, then I guess we’re both liars.” You rebutted as you turned away from him and began walking onto the street in the pouring rain.

“Y/n, please!” Bakugou shouted as he quickly followed you.

“You can waste your time with your words and following me around, but it won’t matter. We’re done!”

Hearing that caused Bakugou to freeze in his steps. A small sobb left his mouth before he quickly rushed to your side again.

“Y/n please.” He called again to which you ignored, again.

“At least let me drive you home,” Bakugou pleaded. “It’s not safe, walking in the dark.”

You continued to ignore the blonde of course, sniffling while hugging your frame to somewhat protect yourself from the coldness of the rain. You had walked down these streets before, way before he came along. It’s not the best neighborhood but it’s not a bad one at all. The times you’ve walked you’ve never faced a problem, well, except for that one incident with your hotdog and a hungry Great Dane, but besides that no major issues.

You had told him that story once, under the moon's light while eating ice cream at the rooftop of your apartment complex when you were first dating… Thinking back on it made you wonder if he even cared to remember that story… You weren’t gonna ask him though, it wasn’t worth it, not anymore.

“Baby- Y- Y/n, it’s cold and raining, and you’re wearing a dress.” Bakugou tries to convince you again but you keep your eyes forward and your legs moving. No matter how fast you walked you just couldn’t shake him.

“Baby, please, you’ll get sick.” His voice broke while speaking.

You clenched your teeth so hard it made your jaw hurt and began to exert your headache. Bakugou finally stopped talking and slowed his pace from yours, but he still never stopped following you. After what felt like an eternity you reached your apartment complex. You didn’t look at him as you walked up the steps or entered the code to the building. Water streaked your face, from the rain or your tears, you couldn’t tell but it’s probably from both.

Bakugou hadn’t followed you inside the building, but you could fell his gaze on you as you walked up and slipped into the building. You had to force yourself so hard to not look back at the man you once loved dearly. You rushed up to yours and Mina’s shared apartment and lifted the pink welcome mat and grabbed the spare key. When you unlocked the door and made your way inside the first thing you heard was the sound of a loud clash outside your balcony door. You quickly locked the door and then rushed to the noise.

You opened the balcony door and the first thing you noticed was your potted plant lying smushed on the wet pavement. You dropped to your knees and sobbed as you picked up the broken pot pieces. It wasn’t till you picked the last piece that you finally noticed a figure standing under a tree a bit away from your balcony.

You’re room being on the third floor out of four luckily had the best view of the weeping willow tree, and under it stood the mighty Katsuki Bakugou, soaked to the bone. His shirt clung to his sculpted torso, and his blonde spiky locks were now plastered to his forehead, the ashy blonde color now almost looked dark brown due to the lack of light and dryness. His eyes had lifted along with his head up to meet your gaze. His face was stamped with anguish and longing. Even though concrete, metal, and a good dozen feet away had separated the both of you, you couldn’t help but feel a magnetic pull that almost convinced you to call out to him and ask him to come inside. To comfort you, warm you, and take all the pain he caused away.

Almost.

You forced yourself to get up, turn away, and walk back into your living room and out of the cold rain once again. Your soft heart catching your brain however nearly prevented that with the thoughts of, ‘Isn’t he cold? It’s dark and cold outside, he’ll get sick..or what if he gets hurt?’

He won’t. Bakugou Katsuki doesn’t get hurt, because he does the hurting.

After making a hot fresh tea and a warm soothing bath you decided to head to bed. Although your eyes ached from crying, you just wanted to pretend that this night never happened. So you climbed into bed, resisting the urge to look outside your bedroom window to see if he was still there. It’d been a few hours already, it wasn’t like Bakugou would still be out there. Even if he was who were you to care, right.

* * *

“Miss L/n,” The sound of your professor causes your head to immediately jerk up to the sound of her voice.

“Yes?”

Before she speaks she hands you a long orange office envelope which you stared at confusedly.

“This is Mister Bakugou’s paper. While I read it, it was obvious to me that this paper was meant for you,” She said as she encouraged you to take it.

You looked between her and her hand holding the envelope before slowly taking it.

* * *

“What’s that?” Ochako asked referring to the orange office envelope.

“Hmm? Oh, it’s uhh, apparently it’s Bakugou’s essay.”

“Bakugou’s essay? And he gave it to you?”

“Oh no, no. Mrs. Ito, our Literature professor did. She said it seemed meant more for me than her sooo here we are.”

“Ah…So are you gonna read it?”

“I-”

“Read what?” Todorki asked as he sat down beside you, Midoriya joining Ururaka.

“Bakugou wrote his essay for Y/n apparently. Mrs. Ito gave it to her to read.” Ochako answered for you.

“Huh, are you going to read it?” Todoroki asked.

“I- I’m not sure,” You replied as you looked down at your lap where the envelope was.

“Although it’s not my place, I think you should,” Midoriya spoke up.

“Izuku?”Ochako looked back at her boyfriend puzzled.

“I mean yes, what Kacchan did was horrible and disrespectful and humiliating and just not good, but, he really did care for you Y/n-chan,” Midoriya rambled.

“Look,” Ochako said catching all of you guys’ attention.

You all looked at where she was looking and there walked the Baku-squad, minus their leader. They were walking towards you guys who were sitting on a hillside of the campus. Ever since the incident, your friend group has been rocky. Neither group within the big group had spoken to the other. It came to a point you moved out of your apartment with Mina and into another on the other side of town still close to campus. Truth be told, you missed your other best friend. Maybe, it was time for change.

“Are they coming to sit with us?” Todorki asked you guys.

“You don’t think they’d dare, do you?” Ochacko asked him.

“I mean, have any of you guys talked to them?” She asked.

“No,” said the dual haired male.

“Izuku?” She asked.

“Just Kirishima, a few times but, nothing major. Not like we used to,” He answered.

And with his answer, it hurt your heart. What happened with you and, him, shouldn’t tear your friends apart. Not for you or anyone.

You raised your hand high and waved, calling them over. The Baku-squad stopped in their steps surprised, but obeyed.

“Y/n?” Ochako called your name in a confused tone, frankly so was Todoroki and Midoriya.

“Why should our friendgroup be divided over something stupid. We’re adults, and most importantly we’re all best friends,” You said, smiling at your friends arriving.

“Hey,” Kirishima greeted awkawrdly.

“Hey,” You greeted. Ochako,Midoriya, and Todoroki waved at them and vice versa.

“Guys c’mon. We’re all friends, great ones at that. There’s no reason to be acting like this with eachother anymore. We never should’ve in the first place,” You pleaded.

“She’s right,” Todoroki agreed as he stood up and went up to Kirishima as he stuck his hand out for a handshake.

Kirishima smiled brightly as he shook his hand and gave him a hug in return. The rest of you all followed suit and hugged the issues out. When you got to Mina you hesitated and she noticed. She frowned but it quickly went away as soon as you hugged her tightly. She then teared up and returned the hug.

“Oh thank god we’re all friends again. Us being apart sucked a fat one,” Kaminari whined, causing you all to laugh.

“It sure did Denks,” You laughed as you side-hugged Mina and Ochako joined you.

“Alright!” Sero sang. “Now why don’t we go celebrate this wholesome moment at Kyoshi’s Bar and Grill? I heard they added pizza,” Sero exclaimed.

“I’m down!” Kaminari agreed excitedly.

“Sure,” said the nonchalant Todoroki.

“Sounds fun! Ochako?” Midoriya looked at his girlfriend.

“Of course I’m in! Mina?”

“Me and Eiji are down! Y/n?”

“I’ll catch up with you guys later, there’s something I have to go do first. Save me a spot!” You said as you hurridly grabbed your back pack and the envelope and rushed away.

“Where’s she goin?” Kirishima asked no one in particular as the group watched you run off.

“I have an idea,” Ochako answered.

“Hey, where’s Kacchan?” Midoriya asked.

“I have an idea,” Kirishima responded as he wrapped his arm around Mina and began to lead her to walk on along with the group to go eat.

* * *

You panted as you ran to the spot where you and Bakugou shared your first kiss together. Immediately upon arriving memories of you both flooded your mind like a beautiful slideshow. You laid your backpack down on the dock but held the envelope firmly in your hand. You walked to the end of the dock and took in a deep breathe. The fresh smell of water and air flooded your senses giving you a sense of relief and liveliness. You then exhaled and sat down at the edge of the dock, your legs hanging as you brought the envelope towards yourself and began opening it. You took out the papers and began reading.

I’ve read hundreds of romance novels and mangas in my life. Most of them fantasized about love or how love was the center of the universe. That love conquers all, that it can heal any damage inside of us, that it is what we need to survive. I thought they were all fools. That love was something fictional, only found in worn pages of a storybook. But that has all changed since I met my love interest. My Y/n. I never thought I would find myself completely and utterly consumed by another until I met her. She took her small, delicate, hand, and with it, led me out of the darkness of which I consumed myself, and led me into the light. She showed me that whatever our souls are made of, hers and mine are the same. We were meant to be, to meet, to love. I’m sorry. I’m so very sorry. Please forgive me. You once asked me who I loved most in this world. It’s you. . .

As you finished reading you subconsciously let a tear fall from your eyes. You were so consumed in reading you didn’t notice the man sitting beside you. You looked up at the man and stared into his eyes, those beautiful ruby eyes, as he sat with his legs bent up on the deck and his arms resting at the tops of his knees. Looking back down at you with longing and love in his eyes. Those beautiful ruby eyes…

Hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! ~^v^~

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Yandere Tsumiki Mikan | Infectious AU

Requested by @theoneandonlyyuriaoo: Can you do any goodbye despair character x reader?

The world had turned on its head. An infectious parasite that devoured the brain and rotted the body. It drove the modern world to ruin; making populated cities become deserted wastelands filled by the infected.

Of course like all crises in the world fortresses are made. Fortresses that everyone flocks to hoping to guarantee a life of structure safety and healthcare. Relying on the most talented and resourceful leaders to bring the structure the old world used to have. Including the promise of care by the world’s greatest nurse.

“Nurse Tsumiki, we need to rewrap the bandages on patient #237!”

“C-c-coming! Oof–oh no the syringes!”

Tsumiki Mikan is the best nurse in the world or at least in the closest fortress you can get in. Said to be able to cure those in the final stages of the infectious parasite, she’s a clumsy but gifted nurse. When the fortresses do begin their ‘peaceful’ negotiations her residence is a heavy point of contention. Of course, anyone would want the woman who managed to make a cure working in their medical wing.

She’s such a celebrity, that your fellow patients excitedly speak of her when she comes to check on them. Unfortunately, you’ve been sleeping every time she’s supposedly stopped by. Though you weren’t worried. A simple broken arm shouldn’t need the greatest medical mind’s attention, you had to be convinced by your party to even admit yourself into the medical ward.

So it truly is a surprise when you wake to the nurse in the middle of the night holding an IV bag. It was easy to recognize her by the outline made by the small nightlight from the hall. What made you question if it was her, was the inhuman twitching and giggling she was doing.

“O-Oh~! Y-y-you’re awake!”

You’ll protest the need for an IV bag—it’s just a broken arm. But she’ll determinedly protest it, the way she does when the emergency is dire. Abandoning her usual stutter she’ll go on to rant and rave about how this may be a doorway to something worse.

“You have to listen to me, (Y/n)! You need to stay here in bed! With me!”

Despite you being an average survivor, you weren’t an idiot. Even with a minor background in anatomy and the way diseases are spread; you know most of what she’s saying isn’t true. Or at least not in your case. So you’ll explain and try to rationalize with her even as she settles herself on your bed.

“Look Mikan I appreciate your concern but it’s really not that bad!”

“Noo! Noo! You can’t!”

“Please stop crying. You’ll wake up the other patients.”

She’ll keep whining and protesting her mute point; all the while scooching up on your bed. As if trying to get as close as possible. It isn’t until you say the most off-limits thing in the history of your conversation with her.

“You know what, I’m just going to check out and I’ll go back if I find anything–”

“NO!”

She immediately hops up on your lap, trapping your free hand and legs underneath hers. That was the least of your concerns as she held your face in her hands. Rubbing a thumb obsessively on your cheeks, she practically rubs her nose against your own.

“No no no no no you can’t leave (Y/n)! You need to stay with me forever forever forever forever!”

You couldn’t really stop her as she practically devoured your mouth in some wild form of a kiss. There was biting, sucking, and something viscous shoved down your throat. As your vision blurred and your cognitive control slipped from you; you could hear the door open and the silhouette of a more familiar nurse who refused to look at you.

“Miss Tsumiki…your orders?”

The nurse’s giggling turned into a full-blown cackle clutching your head into her chest. The nurse said nothing as she proceeded to play with your cheeks while she continued to maniacally laugh.

“It’s just as I feared~! (Y/n)’s condition has worsened we need to quarantine them in my private ward!”

“Yes, Miss Tsumiki.”

Better her than the infection right?

#yandere x reader #yandere x you #lovelyyandereaddictionpoint #yanderexrea #yandere #yanderes #yandere x darling #female yandere #yandere tsumiki mikan #yandere mikan #yandere mikan tsumiki #yandere mikan x reader #yandere tsumiki mikan x reader #yandere mikan tsumiki x reader #yandere ultimate nurse #yandere danganronpa #yandere danganronpa x reader #yandere danganronpa 2 #yandere danganronpa: goodbye despair

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johnkahner · 1 year ago

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Hi! I saw your post requesting asks about MK asks and I have no idea why I'm so obsessed with characters from a game I've never played but here we are.

Can I request a fem!reader x MK1 Smoke where reader saves Smoke during the battle at the end on the pyramid and they fight side by side until the end where they finally confess their feelings and it ends with fluff? I just wanna see Tomas happy. Thanks in advance!

AN: Hello! I hope this is to your liking! I love Smoke, and I hope I was able to write his character correctly. This was super fun to write. This wasn't proof read.

Notes: Female Reader and Fluff

Before Armageddon began you and Smoke were talking about the fights to be had. His face is full of concern and his voice of sincerity. He calls your name “I think you should stay back, and let the others and I deal with this.” You look slightly disappointed. You want to protect him and your friends. Though you won’t complain that he is worried about your safety during this fight that could destroy your home.

“Don’t worry Tomas. I don’t want you to worry too much. Just focus on what’s about to happen.”

The two exchange smiles. Then the fight began.You keep distance from him. Fighting when necessary. You want to stay somewhat close to Tomas in case he gets into major trouble. You want him to stay safe. Not just because he is your closest friend, but because he is the one that you want to give your heart to.

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The battle against the Titan Deadly Alliance is happening now. Smoke fought many battles to get to this moment. Seeing variants of friends, foes, and some being hybrids of the two. He wants to finish this final fight. He hopes you are safe. With Armageddon happening now he just wants to protect you. When he is dodging attacks from the two sorcerers he makes a mistake. He stumbles. Almost face first.

Smoke notices that someone has appeared in front of him. He sees you. He’s shocked that you are trying to fight both Shang Tsung and Quan Chi to help him out. He decides that now isn’t to scold you for almost getting injured in this fight.

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The two of you work together to defeat them. After the battle you two stand side by side. He looks at you with a worried expression. “That was extremely dangerous,” he says your name, “I had things handled.”

Shuffling your feet. “I just didn’t want to see you hurt. It makes me sad just thinking about it…”

“I can say the same about you. Honestly I’ve been wanting to say this for a while now, but I wasn’t sure how to exactly tell you this.”

You look each other in the eyes. Your ears turn a shade of red, while his cheeks are dusted with a pink color. The moment is peaceful. Though the exact location may not be exactly what others would count as ‘romantic’.

“I like you. I think about you more than I think I should. During my training sessions I think of ways I can just impress you.” He confesses his true feelings for you. You smile at him gently resting your hands on his face. You lean in and press your lips to his for a simple and light kiss. Then move to whisper in his ear “Want to go to Madam Bo’s after this?”

#mortal kombat #tomas vrbada #mk smoke #smoke x reader #tomas vrbada x reader #tomas vrbada x you #tomas vrbada imagine #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat x you #mortal kombat imagine

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wordsaresimple-imnot · 9 months ago

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Truth or dare - Joe Toye x F!Reader

Summary: Could taking Toye's cigarette from his mouth on a dare be the push Reader and him need to cut the recent tension in their friendship?

Warnings: Cursing, heavy make-up, suggestive ending. 1st person POV (female, no use of y/n).

A/N: I have the biggest respect for the real life heroes of WWII (and all other wars, past & current), this work & all other works is based on the actor(s) and character(s) portrayed in the Band of Brothers series.

A/N pt 2: This is the second fic I've posted today and I'm really hoping it's good. The ending leaves room for a possible smut part 2 if anyone is interesting. Comments, likes, reblogs mean everything to me. Thank you & enjoy!

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"What's so funny?" I ask as I sit down at the nurses table in the mess hall. I got there just in time to grab the last bits of lunch options before my shift starts.

"We are playing 'truth or dare' and Emily just had to answer who she'd rather kiss: Tab or Luz." Betty told me between giggles.

"Well? Who'd you pick?" I shoot Emily a smirk, already knowing her answer as we've been the only ones in our group that came from Toccoa and therefore the closest.

"Tab." Her face gets redder, as if that was possible, then she gets a mischievous look in her eye. "Your turn. Truth or dare?"

"Dare." I know she knows too much dirt on me to let her ask a question. But judging by the smile spreading on her face, I'm not sure I chose correctly.

"Go get that cigarette Toye is smoking." Her smile widens as the girls within earshot say 'oh' and some whistle.

Joe Toye is not someone that most of the nurses like dealing with. Not that he's rude or inappropriate, he just intimidates them. Not as bad as Spiers, but they put him right up there. From an outsiders point of view I can understand, he's not overly friendly like most of the guys in Easy you have to work a little to weasel past the hard exterior.

For myself, all I had to do was shoot Tab down for the billionth time back in Georgia as I was wrapping up his ankle that he twisted on yet another Currahee run. Don't get me wrong, I like Tab but not in that way and the quicker I could make him understand that the sooner we could just enjoy being friends.

Right when I was finishing up with his wrap, he started to say another pick-up line and being at my wits end I snapped a little. Grabbing his ankle I put enough pressure on it that made him stop talking and sit up straighter.

"Tab, if you come onto me one more time I will break your ankle. Do you understand me?" I kept my voice low and hard, maintaining direct eye contact so he knew I wasn't playing. With a small gulp, he nodded his head and I put on my most charming smile. "Wonderful, now take it easy with that ankle. If Sobel gives you a hard time about it, let me know and I'll put in a word with my supervisor to find a reason to annoy him."

With a final nod, I got him off the bed and started to help him to the door when a hand pushed me to the side and took my spot next to Tab. My protest died on my lips as I came face to face with Toye.

"I can take him from here, ma'am, thanks." He threw Tab's arm over his shoulder and started moving to the door. Two steps later he looked over his shoulder back at me with a small smirk on his face and said, "Remind me to not piss you off when you're fixing me up." Without waiting for a reply, he turned back around and kept himself and Tab moving.

From that day forward a friendship of sorts grew and since landing in Europe and dealing with the horrors of the war in our faces everyday, we'd grown even closer. The past few weeks things are taken a turn to being more flirty with beginning stages of intimacy. Jokes whispered in each others ears just so we can be closer than normal, fingers touching when handing each other items, lingering hugs, forehead and cheek kisses. It was all adding up and creating a tension neither of us seemed ready yet to break but didn't want to dispel either.

Emily's foot nudging mine under the table breaks me from my memories and makes me send her a glare. She's fully aware of the gray area Toye and I are in at the moment and seems to be all too happy to add fuel to that fire. I give a loud sigh and look around till I find him sitting a few rows to our left, sitting with Guarnere and Buck. Inwardly I groan, those two are never going to let me live this down.

With a final glare in her direction, I stand up and make my way over towards the guys. I can feel all of the girls eyes on my back which does nothing in helping me stay calm.

All three of them see me at the same time and smile in greeting.

"Hey doll, how's it going?" Buck asks as I sit across from him, next to Toye.

"About to go on shift, thought I'd say a quick hi and get a smoke." I shrug, trying to sound nonchalant.

"Here ya go." Bill tosses his pack my way from next to Buck.

"Thanks, but uh, I think I'll take this one." Before I can over think it, I pluck the cigarette resting between Toye's lips and take a long drag. I blow the smoke right in his face, hoping it'll hide how red my face is and stand up quickly. "Always a pleasure."

I practically jog to the nurses table, ignoring the laughs and 'good jobs' as I grab Emily by the arm and force her to leave the mess hall with me. I don't let go of her until we are nearly at the medic station. With a final puff I toss my stolen cigarette into the road and turn to face my friend that hasn't stopped beaming at me since I grabbed her.

"What?!" I sound almost frantic.

"Oh calm down, it's not the end of the world. It was just a cigarette."

"How do I even begin to explain what that was?" I put my hands on my hips.

Emily shrugs and flicks some invisible dust off her shoulder, "Just tell him that it was dare. But honestly, I don't think he really cares why you did it. The way he was looking at you as we left was more than mild interest. You're welcome." She pats my cheek and goes into the medic station, leaving me with no choice but to groan and follow her.

It doesn't take long for me to push the earlier experience from my mind and become overwhelmed with current and new patients in need of varying medical attention. Most are stable and just need an easy wrapping or cleaning up. There's a few that have been with us for a little while that still need monitoring but they're in relatively good spirits so it helps make the shift not too depression.

It's fully dark outside when I finally am able to step away and take a breather. With a signal to Emily letting her know I'll be around back, I slip out quietly and lean against the backwall of the building. I can't be alone more than a few minutes when I hear footsteps heading my way. I just want to be alone. But my annoyance goes away when I see who it is.

Neither of us speaks as he stops right in front of me and tucks a lose piece of hair behind my ear.

"You okay?" His words are soft and light, barely above a whisper as if he's afraid anything louder would break the small bit of peace we've managed to get in this hidden area. All I do is nod, not wanting to elaborate on the different faces and wounds I've been dealing with the past hours. His response is to pull me in his arms and spin us around so that his back is against the wall and I'm leaning against him.

We stay like that for a bit, listening to the noises on the street and each other breathing. It's nearly enough to make me fall asleep when I feel his chest rumble and the question I've been dreading is asked.

"So what was that at lunch?" I groan into his chest before pushing back far enough to look at his face. Fuck Joe Toye for being beautiful and sexy at the same time when he allows himself to give a full smile, not just a smirk.

"The girls were playing truth or dare and that was my dare. Sorry." I shoot him a small smile and pray he just drops it. He gives a small hum as he takes in my words.

"Well then, truth or dare?" He leans more against the wall, waiting for my answer. I gape at him.

"You can't be serious." The intimidating Joe Toye is trying to play 'truth or dare' with me? What the fuck.

"I'm always seriously," Joe winks, "so, truth or dare?" The glint in his eyes tells me there is no safe choice.

"Dare." I'd rather do something stupid than be asked something I'd rather not answer right now.

The silence stretches between us almost to an unbearable point, making me start to fidget in his arms.

"Close your eyes." His words make me freeze and my face scrunches up in confusion.

"That's my dare?" I'm trying to figure out what the catch is, but I can't find one.

"Close. Your. Eyes." His voice leaves no room for argument and since it's not anything crazy all I can do is comply.

With my eyes closed I try to use my others senses to figure out what his next step is. At first all he does is stand up straighter, move one hand up my back and gently cups my cheek. Joe pulls me a little closer to him and then I can feel his breathe on my lips.

"I'm going to do something now and I only want you to respond if it's something you really want. If you don't, just push me away." I barely finish processing his words when his lips brush against mine softly, teasingly.

When I don't make a move to push him away, he gently pecks my lips still in a teasing manner. The next time his lips touch mine I grab onto his jacket to hold him there and kiss him back. At the feel of his tongue tracing my lips I open my mouth and let him have complete control.

We lose track of time staying wrapped up in each others arms, making out like teenagers. We break apart at the same time when we finally need air. I'm not sure what comes over me but I kiss along his cheek, making my way to his neck and begin nipping at his exposed flesh. The hand that had been on my check moves to my the back of my head, fisting my hair but not moving me away. His breathing is becoming more ragged and when a groan escapes his lips from a particular bite I leave I feel like I've died and gone to heaven. As my tongue works to sooth the sting, the hand that was on my back drops down and grabs my ass, pushing my hips against his, letting me feel his erection.

"Joe." His name comes out as a whimper mixed with a moan and that makes him grind against me again.

Just as we are about to kiss again, someone clears their throat and we freeze.

"Very sorry to interrupt, and believe me I am sorry, but I need help checking wounds and restocking the stations." Emily's voice is both amused and apologetic.

"Yeah, I'll be right there, Em." My voice comes out much too ragged but it's not like she doesn't know the reason at this point. I wait till her footsteps grow faint, before beginning to pull away from Joe. He's slow to let me go and only manages to move his hands back to my waist.

"I should be off in a few more hours...can I come find you after?"

"No need, I'll be waiting outside for you. I believe we have some things to finish." He pulls me flush against him, making his point perfectly clear. Before I can think of a cheeky response, he gives me a final, firm kiss and spins me around towards to way back inside the building.

I walk a few steps, then turn around and shoot him an innocent smile, "No touching before you find me, Toye. I have a few ideas on how to spice up 'truth or dare'." I laugh lightly to myself when all I can hear as I round the corner to the building entrance is Joe cursing.

#joe toye #joe toye x reader #band of brothers #band of brothers fanfic #hbo war #hbo band of brothers #band of brothers x reader

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kit-kat-katie · 7 months ago

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hi! i loved ur clove post! would you pls make another where the reader gets reaped instead of her?

the world against us

A/N: thank you so much for the request!! and I'm glad you enjoyed my Clove post. I really love writing for her, she's such a fun character to write for. I hope you enjoy this request! ❤️

TW: cannon-level violence and storylines, a bit of cannon is changed for the request, angst, reader has a previous injury, mentions of death

Pairing: Clove x GN! Reader

Summary: You're not in the best shape after a recent injury, so Clove offers to help you get back on your feet afterwards. She's there to support you during and after the Reaping, since you were chosen as a tribute for District 2.

“You need to work on your core strength, and your balance is off, too.”

Clove stands over you as you sigh while sitting on the training mat. You rub the back of your right shoulder to alleviate some of the pain that aches all over your body.

“I’m working on it, Clove, it’s been a bit rough for me as of late.” You stand up after Clove offers you a hand up.

You were recovering from a recent injury from a training match with another potential tribute. You were supposed to be matched up by skill, but one of the top tributes was out sick for the week. Since you were among the oldest tributes, your mentors thought that you were an equal match for the other person.

They quickly discovered that you weren’t after a quick trip to a nearby hospital ward. It didn’t take you too long to recover, but you couldn't waste precious time before the Reaping. If you weren’t in prime shape and you were chosen, your death would be imminent and swift in the arena.

“C’mon, we should spar again.” Clove, a fellow tribute and the closest thing you have to a friend, was trying to help you get back on your feet.

You didn’t know if it was pity or because she actually cared for your safety. You were hoping it was the second one as you ready yourself for another sparring match with Clove. You know you’ll get your ass handed to you, but it would be worth it if Clove would help you out again and again.

“I’m still not ready.” You fix your hair in the mirror as Clove adjusts her outfit.

“You don’t have a choice, now do you?” She calmly walks over to you before placing a hand on your shoulder. “I heard that the mentors are looking at the most prominent tributes, so you should be fine.”

“Thanks,” You scoff before turning to her, “and what about you?”

“I can handle myself in an arena. It’s you that I’m worried about.”

You turn to her as Clove’s hand falls off of your shoulder.

“You are?”

She blushes softly, looking away from you for a moment, before glancing back at you.

“So what if I am?”

“Then I’d be thankful to be on your mind so much.” You close the distance to press a kiss to her cheek before grabbing her hand and tugging her towards the door.

“Wait, give me a minute-” Clove playfully rolls her eyes as you drag her out of her bedroom. “I thought you weren’t ready for the Reaping.”

“Maybe I’ve changed my mind.”

You stand, hand-in-hand, right next to Clove as the Reaping occurs. Your mentors tower over you on the stage as a Capitol citizen digs through one of the bowls of names.

You feel a bit of your stress unravel as Cato’s name is called. It was obvious that he would be a tribute - who wouldn’t choose him? The top potential tribute, one that had beaten the crap out of most others who were also training at the time. Clove seemed a bit nervous, and you knew that the two were close friends, so you offered her a reassuring squeeze with your hand.

She squeezes your hand back as the announcer heads over to the other bowl. You look over at Clove, and you see a rare smile appear on her face as they dig through the bowl.

You’re convinced that everything’s going to be okay. You’ll have time to recover from your injury, to train more, to hopefully age out of the tribute system in a peaceful manner-

-Then your name is called.

You don’t remember how you got up the stairs, if you were dragged by guards or if your feet moved while your mind drifted far, far away. You don’t remember the way people cheered as you and Cato helped hands with pretend smiles on your faces. You don’t remember the shock and surprise on every mentor’s face as you walked past them, one-by-one.

The only thing that you remember from that moment is the look of horror and heartbreak on Clove’s face as you two stare into each other’s souls.

You have to wipe your tears away as a guard comes in and announces that another visitor is here to see you. You had just seen your family, for what you would assume would be the last time. There was no way that you would survive - you still felt weak from your injury.

“Clove,” Her name falls from your lips as she nearly shoves the Capitol guard over to get to you, “I thought they-”

“I’m sorry.” A small tear falls down her face as she hugs you with a deadly grip. “I should’ve volunteered, I should’ve said something, but all I could do was think about why they would choose you.”

“Maybe the mentors want to be rid of me, once and for all.”

“No, don’t say that. You help the younger kids, the ones who just age into being a potential tribute. They need you to be there for them. I need you.”

You gasp at her sudden confession, and the surprise on her face tells you that it wasn’t planned on her end, either.

“You have so much to think about already, I shouldn’t have said anything to you-”

“That’s exactly what I needed to hear.” You take her hand in yours as she steps closer to you. “I need you too, more than you will ever know.”

“Come back to me, okay? I still need another person to spar against when I want an easy match.” She says before softly kissing your lips.

When you part, you smile at her before placing your free hand on her cheek.

“I’ll always be here for you, whether in body or in spirit.”

You embrace her once again before she’s dragged back into District 2. Maybe you’d see her again, besides in your dreams.

Clove would maybe see you again, besides in her nightmares and on a TV screen.

You just had to make it through the 74th Hunger Games.

#fanfic #the hunger games #the hunger games fanfic #the hunger games fluff #the hunger games x reader #x reader #clove kentwell fluff #clove kentwell fanfic #clove kentwell x reader #clove kentwell

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roadkillremi · 2 years ago

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Love Sucks Part 1

Randy Meeks X F!Goth!Reader

Masterlist (Part 2 out now)

Warnings : Language, Stu and Billy bully Randy.

Summary : (Suggested by @saint-petah-the-good) A new girl moves to town and Randy is quick to fall in love. Despite her odd habits and weird interests the friend group takes her in.

Randy didn't know what hit him when he saw you. Your legs covered in fishnets sitting in his spot by Tatum. Your giant black sunhat shielding you from sunlight.

"Randy! This is Y/N!" Shes a horror geek like you!" Tatum smiled. Randy made a goofy smile at you, flushed from Tatum's comment. You smiled back shyly, "This is Randy, the one I told you about." Tatum said. Randy gave her a look, "You've been talking about me?!".

"Not in a bad way... Most of the time." Tatum took a bite of her salad. You looked down at a book you were reading. Randy sat down beside you, "What book are you reading?".

"Salem's lot. By Stephen King." You said not looking up from it. Randy tilted his head to see more of your face.

"You're a Stephen King Fan?"

"Who isn't?" You smiled looking over at him.

"Me." Tatum said, you gave her a little smile.

"How did you feel about the Shining?" Randy said testing you.

"The same way Stephen King did. It was horrible. I prefer the book. Cinema wasn't ready for it. You gotta find a harder way to test me." You smiled before flipping a page of your book. Randy smiled to himself, his heart was beating so loudly.

'Shes Perfect..'.

"So where ya from?" Stu leaned in. You sat up from reading and closed the book. You sighed, "My parents were lab worke rs in Alaska. They got tired of the cold.".

"I mean Alaska?! Sounds pretty boring!" Stu laughed. Tatum elbowed him, Randy tried to block Stu out.

"Do you need a job?-" Randy blurted out, his cheeks flushed. You looked over at him with a soft smile.

"Randy! You can't just ask that!" Tatum fussed. Randy didn't take his eyes off you, "Um, yeah actually..". Randy smiled, "I work at Bradley's Video..".

"Yeah it's the closest thing to a damn Blockbuster here!" Stu exclaimed. You nodded, "I'll check it out..".

"Oh! Get this, Y/N's Grandfather directed horror movies!" Tatum said impressed. Randy leaned in closer to you, you hesitated a bit when he got to close.

"No way! What movies?!" He said, his wide eyes gazing into yours. You bit your bottom lip, "Uh, nothing super popular, some alien stuff and Vampire stuff.".

"No fucking way!" Stu shouted. Randy, again ignored Stu, you gave him an awkward smile before going back to reading.

"Where the hell is Billy and Sid?" Stu asked looking around.

"Probably in a janitor's closet!" Tatum snorted. The lunch bell rang, you closed your book and slipped it into your bag.

"What's your next class?" Randy asked watching you stand up. You pulled out a crumbled paper, "Intro to Film Study's.".

"Oh, lord" Tatum mumbled.

"I do too! I can walk you there!" Randy stood up quickly. He threw his bag over his shoulder, "Sure. I'll see you later, Tatum! It was nice meeting you, Stu.". You walked along side Randy into the school.

"I knew they'd get along." Tatum said to Stu, Stu kiss her cheek.

"Yeah but she's a little weird.."

"You're weird!" Tatum joked.

Randy really couldn't keep his eyes off you. How you doodled in the margin of your notebook. Your legs crossed over each other and his eyes scanned them. Your fishnets giving him a pattern to follow.

"Y/N? Your take on Slashers?" The teacher tried to get you to jump into a discussion. You looked up, "Well, everyone says the characters act stupid. When it's portraying how people actually act in those situations. Then you have some sleep demon guy and a stalker!"

"I happen to like the stalker." A blonde girl in the back interrupted. You looked over your shoulder, "Yeah but he walks and somehow catches up. Story plot holes too. I'll like slashers more when the story makes sense.

"Sometimes story lines don't need to make sense.." Everyone went silent. Randy was surprised Billy even spoke, you looked back at him. Randy watched the interaction between you two. You narrowed your eyes a bit before turning back around. The fear of you falling for Billy's good looks faded. You went back to doodling in your notebook.

Once it was the end of class Billy went up to your desk. You didn't look at him once, "I'm guessing your Tatum's new friend?". Randy huffed before getting up, "Yeah, I'm guessing you're Billy.". You grabbed your bag before leaving, Billy smiled to himself. Randy mocked his face before walking with you.

Tatum ran up to you in the hall, "How was class?".

"It was okay." You nodded with a small smile. She smiled, "Good! So me and Stu were thinking and we wanted to invite you over to hang out this Saturday!".

"Oh, sure!" You smiled, Billy walked up beside you. Randy rolled his eyes, "I like her she's cool." Billy said as if you weren't there. Randy scoffed, Billy shot him a look.

"Well, I finished all my classes for the day. I'm gonna head home. And I might stop by that video store." You smiled at Randy as you walked away. Randy smiled, "Drive safe!", Stu laughed at him.

"You're such a dork!"

Randy rolled his eyes and walked away. He tried to ignore Stus laughs in the back. He knew liking you would be difficult due to Billy and Stu.

Randy focused on restocking the VHS tapes. He huffed to himself and checked his watch. 4:27pm, you still didn't show up, maybe you were just being nice. He kept stocking the shelves, a tap on his shoulder made him jump back.

"Sorry." You softly said. Randy smiled and scratched the back of his head.

"It's fine. Um, were you wanting to get the job?" Randy glanced over at his boss then you.

"Sure, I could use one. Besides it'll be nice to work with a friend." You smiled at him. His stomach flopped, 'Friend' he didn't want to be a friend. He took a deep breath, "Uh, I'll go tell my boss. Stay here." He smiled and walked over.

"Hey, Bradley! I got a customer wanting to apply for a job here."

Bradley looked over Randy's shoulder to spot you. He sighed, "You find the most odd kids.".

"Please. She's real nice and like movies.. and-"

"You like her?-" Bradley smiled. Randy rolled his eyes, "Maybe that's not the point.".

"Fine but if she screws up. It'll cost you your job. Send her over here."

Randy walked over to you reading the back of movies. He smiled to himself, "Uh, he's ready to meet with you.". You looked up and put the movie down, 'Prom Night, good choice.' Randy thought to himself.

"Hi, I'm Y/N. I'm 18 and I moved with my parents from Alaska. I have a car and am able to work after school and on weekends." You smiled. Bradley looked at Randy then back at you.

"Great, have Randy show you the ropes, I'll get you a name tag.".

"That was easy..." Randy mumbled. You shrugged, "So, how do you work here?". Randy went behind the counter, "So we ring customers here, obviously. Then if someone returns them you ring them and put them in the cart. The cart gets restocked and it's a whole cycle!" Randy puts his elbow on the counter. You nodded, "Okay Cool.".

"Why did you move out here?" Randy asked.

"Sick of the cold."

"and the dark?"

"Kinda. I actually like the night, I uh sunburn easily." You softly smile. A customer walked to the counter, Randy showed you exactly how to ring up their rental. His hand would brush over yours. He'd try his best to be smooth like in the movies. You would just whisper sorry and not catch on.

"Okay, Y/N I expect you to work tomorrow but not this weekend, got it?"

"Yes, sir." You smiled at him before heading out the door. Randy caught up to you holding the door open.

"I'm glad he hired you."

"me too. But it's thanks to you really. I wouldn't have known about this place if it wasn't for you.".

"wanna get some burgers?" Randy asked. Your eyes widen from surprise, "Sure! Do you need a ride?".

"Yeah, kinda" he smiled. You walked to your car unlocking it, he hopped in quickly making himself at home.

"I hope you don't mind rock music.." you said as you buckled your seatbelt. Randy shrugged, "It doesn't bother me.". You nodded as you started the car, rock music blasted immediately. You turned it down a bit, "Sorry.".

"It's fine. We can go to In and Out for burgers.".

"I've never been there so you're gonna have to tell me.."

"Whoa! You've never been to In and Out?!"

"No.." you smiled.

"Gosh, well you're gonna thank me. Their burgers are delicious."

"I'll be the judge of that.".

Randy watched you drive, your skirt riding up from you pressing the gas. He looked away, "Any idea what you're doing for college?".

You shrugged, "College is still a question for me. What about you?".

"Easy, I wanna be a director. Actually make good films." Randy said. You nodded, "I can see that, Have you written a film?".

"God no. I can't write for shit! If you were to go to college what would you major in?"

"Um, screenwriting and Biology."

"So you are a nerd" Randy smiled. You gave him a smile, "Maybe a little. I just think living is... Fascinating..".

Randy laid on his unmade bed, he couldn't believe his luck. He actually ate dinner with a girl, maybe it wasn't a date but it was a step. He smiled to himself thinking about your smile and how you were a messy eater. You even gave him your home phone number. He hugged his pillow, maybe he could actually pull this off. He listened to your stories and your interests very closely.

You talked about how Morticia Addams was like an idol to you. How you seen all the episodes to the Addams family and the Beetlejuice cartoon series. Then you both talked about horror movies, explaining to him how Childs Play is more of an Horror Comedy. He sat up and leaned over to his phone dialing in your number.

"Hello?" You picked up your voice was a bit groggy, maybe even deeper.

"Hey, it's Randy."

"Oh, Hey Randy! Everything okay?"

Randy fidgeted with the phone cord, "Yeah just wanted to say hi, did I wake you up?!".

"No, I have a hard time sleeping. Is there anything you wanna talk about?".

"Um.."

Shit, Randy panicked not knowing what to say, "What movie should we watch at Stus Saturday?".

"Oh, hmm well we could watch Childs Play.." he heard your smile through the phone.

"Of course I can rent it Tomorrow at work."

"Awesome. Goodnight, Randy. I'll see you at school!"

"Night."

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Nails And Croissants

Word Count: 2.5k words

Summary: Harry and Willow go to get their nails done

This is just a short little thing to get the feel of how I wanna write the characters in a book that I'm planning. I an really excited about this and I hope that when I get to posting the actual chapters, you guys are going to like them and love them too.

This blurb is obviously way down the line from where the story is going to start but I wanted to give you guys a small taste of them.

This is also not that carefully written and is probably messy af, but I hope you still enjoy reading it.

if you wanna read more of my work, I have it all linked on my masterlist.

Any feedback would be greatly appreciated and if you have any requests please feel free to give them to me and I will do my absolute best to do it.

Harry Styles Butterflies erupt in my stomach when I catch her eyes across the room.

The sunlight beaming in through the windows of the small nail salon makes the lighter strands of her brown hair look golden.

"What are you getting?", I ask her once she's sat down at the table right next to mine.

Her cheeks tint an adorable shade of pink when Willow's nail tech for today, Aspen, sets the bottles of nail polish Willow's chosen for today. "I swear it wasn't on purpose," she hurries out, her eyes flicking between the colours next to my own hands.

"Damn. And here I was getting excited thinking you wanted to match with me," I say with a playful roll of my eyes.

The laugh she lets slip is like music to my ears, and all I want to do is lay a kiss on her pretty, pink lips. But Mona coating my nails with a clear layer of base polish prevents me from doing so.

Instead, I settle on storing the image of Willow's face scrunched up with joy and laughter to memory. Her freckled, sun-kissed skin and the smile that doesn't just light up the room but my whole entire life.

"You're an idiot," Willow giggles, letting Aspen arrange her hands the way she needs them.

"I'm your idiot, though.", I remind her. To my delight, my words have another heartbreakingly beautiful break out on her face as she mouths 'I love you'.

Out of my peripheral vision, I can see Mona and Aspen exchange a look as I mouth 'I love you' back.

And God do I love her.

I never thought that I would ever be the kind of man who happily takes his girlfriend to get a manicure on my day off feeling like my heart is about to fucking burst from the love that's flooding it. The part of my heart I had tried so hard to keep under lock and key to protect it from being burnt again. But instead, Willow came along and took it in her soft hands. The calm of the sea in her eyes is all I needed to see before I let her.

"You ok, baby?" Willow asks, a crease of concern between her eyebrows.

Clearing my throat, I offer her a genuine smile, "Yeah, Blue. I'm ok." I can tell that she isn't entirely convinced, so I add; "Was just thinking about how lucky I am to have you."

The blush returns to her cheeks as Mona asks me to remove my hands from the UV-light machine. Which means that she's ready to give my nails some colour.

For the rest of the appointment, we make small talk with Aspen and Mona with the comfortable hum of the radio in the background. When a song by Taylor Swift I still haven't learnt the name of, Willow was out of her chair to turn up the volume with the permission of Aspen with a childish glee that she rarely lets show with anyone other than her closest people.

I swear I fell more in love with Willow when I watched her dance her way back to her chair.

Hand in hand, Willow and I walk out of the nail salon, freshly painted nails and bright smiles on our faces as we wave goodbye to Mona and Aspen. Our names are already on their calendar for next time.

I can't help myself from glancing down at our cojoined hands every couple of seconds, my heart fluttering at the way hers match mine.

Baby blue and pastel pink.

"H?" I don't even have to look at her face to know that Willow has her bottom lip tucked under her teeth and round eyes that'll have me giving into whatever comes out of her pouty lips.

"Blue?" I mimic her tone, tugging her closer to me so she doesn't bump into the man walking past us.

Willow lets go of my hand and before I can reach for it again, a pout on my lips, she snakes her arm around my back, my own going around her shoulders. "Are you hungry?"

I'm not. But knowing that she is and doesn't want to just ask directly, I don't say that. "What do you want, baby?"

It's like her shoulder deflates in relief the second the words leave my mouth and it has me turning my head and planting a kiss in her hair as I let her take her time settling on what she wants. Almost like she'd read my mind, she perks up, pointing across the street to what looks to be a small bakery.

"How about some croissants?", Willow suggests as I meet her eye.

"Croissants sound lovely," I agree, pouting my lips for a kiss.

Willow drops her gaze to my mouth at the action. Standing on her tiptoes, her hands gently cup my face as mine drop to her hips and peck. Her lips are soft as she presses them against mine in a way that has my heart doing somersaults in my chest. I can smell the coconut from her favourite lip gloss when she pulls away with a dopey smile, swiping away the product she left just below my bottom lip.

Blush heats my cheeks as I kiss the pad of her thumb, "Thank you, baby."

Thankfully the crosswalk is just down the street, the lights turning green for us after only a few seconds so we can make our way across the road safely and efficiently with my arm back around Willow's shoulders and her hand on my hip.

The bakery Willow picked out for us has a homey vibe to it. Flowers stationed on every single table with warm pinks and soft yellows everywhere you look. The smell of baked goods strong even from outside the shop. For a Thursday afternoon, it's rather busy.

Willow and I stood in silence as we waited for it to be our turn to order, content just watching the different people come in and out of the bakery every time the bell above the door rang.

The display of all the different options of baked goods is god damn mouth-watering and I make a mental note to bring Evelyn and Willow back sometime during the weekend. Knowing Evelyn, she would be over the moon over a cupcake that looks like a rainbow.

When it becomes our turn, I order us two croissants, thanking the lady behind the counter with a smile as she hands us the paper bag. And then we're on our way again.

"I was thinking that we should take Evie there," I speak as I take her hand in mine, resuming our walk back to the car with my eyes switching from the path in front of us to her face.

Meeting my eye, Willow nods with a hum, "When were you thinking?" "Maybe Sunday?"

Before she can ask, I add, "They're open."

"She's gonna have a hard time picking, poor thing," Willow laughs light-heartedly.

"Mhm," I hum in agreement, the smile that rarely ever seems to fade whenever I'm around her. If we're being completely honest, Willow and I both know that I would buy Evelyn every single one she wanted just to keep a smile on her face.

"I miss her," I say with a pout as we round the last building, my eyes landing on my car.

Willow rolls her bottom lip into her mouth before she opens it and says something I never in a million years thought I'd hear from her; "I don't know how you're gonna survive when she's off to college, babe."

Dropping her hand, I clutch the material of my t-shirt over my heart as if I was in pain. "Don't hurt an old man like that, Blue. I'm fragile."

"Oh shut up, H. You're not that old," Willow giggles with a hand on her stomach. Her nails match her pretty sundress and it has another swarm of butterflies flapping around in my tummy.

"It was still mean," I grumble with a pout, the thought of my little girl leaving one day isn't exactly one I enjoy.

Willow shakes her head at my attitude. "I'm sorry, love," she says with a pinch of my hip.

"You're lucky I love you," I say as I take her hand again, loving the warmth of her soft skin against mine. She grins at me, "The luckiest."

The soft curls of her hair dance in the light breeze blowing past us. Her golden skin glows so prettily in the sunshine she doesn't even look real. The light reflects in her baby blue eyes makes them twinkle as if the sun was hung in the sky at this very moment just for her.

I'm convinced that Willow is an angel sent down to this plane from the heavens above. Her calm, beauty and grace is simply too delicate to be meant for the harsh, painful world that we live in. But somehow, with all that she's been through, she still leaves a trail of light in her wake. She has lit up my life the way the sun lights up the sky after a dark night with only specks of light so far away you almost don't believe that they're real.

"No Blue. I'm the lucky one."

I'm sure she can hear the emotion that has started to clog up my throat, but she doesn't comment on it. Instead, she guides my hand to press a gentle kiss to my knuckle just as we reach the car.

I reach into my pocket for my keys, pressing the button to unlock the black range rover as I walk around to the passenger side with Willow in tow to open the door for her, quickly pecking her temple as she slips past me and gets settled in her seat with the bag of croissants in her lap.

By the time I'm sat in my own seat, she's opened the bag and is munching happily on her croissant. Eyes closed, head tilted back against the headrest and humming in the way she something is particularly delicious. She's got her hand underneath the pastry to catch any crumbs that may fall when she takes a bite out of it.

Just as I get out on the road, Willow's phone connects to the Bluetooth system in the car, the song switches to 'Right where you left me' by Taylor Swift.

It's almost comical how fast Willow's jaw drops along with her hand just as she was about to take another bite of her croissant. Her eyes go from the screen where the title is written in clear letters to my face. Accusing frown on her face as Taylor's voice and the gentle guitar fill the silence.

There isn't even a point in trying to contain my smile at the way it takes her around 5 seconds before she is turning up the volume and singing along to the song. Dramatic hand gestures and facial expressions that I catch out of my peripheral vision.

When she twists her upper body so she is fully facing me and sings; "I could feel the mascara run. You told me that you met someone," I can't help but take her hand and join her.

Who would have thought singing a heart-wrenching song about being left and unable to move on with the love of your life while driving down the streets of Los Angeles would have images of her in a white dress flash through my mind and a certainty settle in my stomach like I have only felt once before in my life?

When the song ends, Willow turns the volume back down, her face flushed from her intense performance and a shy smile curling on her lips.

If there wasn't a chance that doing so would potentially end in both of our deaths, I would've kissed her until we were both dizzy.

"You want your croissant?" Willow pulls the untouched one out of the bag, holding it out to me with her eyebrows raised in question.

Instead of saying anything, I open my mouth expectantly, waiting for her to get the hint. And when she does, she rolls her eyes playfully, still obliges and holds the pastry right in front of my face. She waits for me to take a bite out of the soft, crunchy slice of buttery heaven.

"Fuck me, that's good," I practically moan through a mouthful of croissant. This is possibly the best croissant I have ever had in my life.

Chewing it slowly, savouring the heavenly taste, I catch Willow with her phone out, pointed in my direction and a sly smile on her face. "What are doing, Blue?"

"You look really hot, is all," she shrugs, stuffing her phone underneath her thigh.

Willing the blush I feel heating up my face at the compliment go away, I point out the obvious; "That doesn't answer my question." Only Willow can have me blushing like a schoolboy and biting the inside of my cheek at a simple compliment.

"I got myself a new wallpaper for my phone," she tells me matter-of-factly as she squeezes my hand.

I rub the skin of her knuckle as the corners of my mouth tug up into a smirk, "If that's the case, then you can take as many pictures as you want."

When she stays quiet, taking bites of her croissant before letting me do the same, her left leg bouncing under beneath our cojoined hands, I can't help but laugh as the realisation dawns on me. "How many pictures do you actually have of me?"

She says something, but it's so quiet I can't make out the words. "I can't hear you, baby."

"I said that I've lost count," she repeats herself with a sheepish look on her face. "You don't exactly make it hard, baby."

"You ever gonna let me see these photos?" Knowing her, it's probably half pictures where I look decent and half pictures that could be turned into memes.

Willow takes a minute before she answers, seeming to mull over the answer in her head. "No."

"Then I'm not letting you see the wonderful collection I've gathered of you, Blue." It may be childish, but it does exactly what I wanted it to. Willow's grip on my hand tightens ever so lightly and I can feel her practically burning a hole into the side of my face with the intensity of her stare.

But she is stubborn, so she keeps her lips pressed tightly together. She keeps her view directed out the window at the cars, buildings and people we pass by.

"Am I sleeping in any of them?" she eventually breaks the silence. Her fingers drum along with the rhythm of 'Sweater Weather' against the back of my hand, something that I've noticed that she always does when she listens to music.

"A couple," I confess, holding in the urge to laugh at the way her cheeks turn crimson.

Clearing her throat, Willow tucks a strand of her hair behind her ear. "If they ever see the light of day, you're losing your dick."

Slightly taken aback by how casually such crude words flew out of her mouth, I swallow hard with wide eyes, "I will remember that."

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