#ok thats a good place to pause

[broareweabouttoviberightnow]

yup. I'm roundin out the collection. fuck it. that was then this is now thoughts:

CRAZY intro. lovin this music hello.

EMILO ESTAVAN??? lovin how every se Hinton movie has to have either matt dillion or emilo estavan or both (AOUGH N HES SWAGGED OUT)

stole 2 milk jugs just to promptly drop one on someone's lawn as u run for the bus.

'what is it?' a car bryon' 'did u steal it?' man where do u think? u friends got a car in 15 seconds? do u think he BOUGHT it?

wait hold on. that scene is remindin me of somethin. hold on. OH. ok the scene where they run the red light n two cars almost crash is real reminiscent of when rusty james n the motorcycle boy did the same yeah? yall know what I'm talking about?

BRYON GOIN TO PUT HIS SEAT BELT ON N MARK SIDE EYIN HIM HELP

CURLY???? MY baby... what did they do to u... actually wait this eyeliner goin insanely hard nevermind. but WHERE IS HIS LONG ASS HAIR GIVE IT BACK

AWWW stop I ain't even payin attention to whatever the fuck they're sayin cause angela went over n asked curly for a juice n then curly turned around n stole one for her. hmm. siblings ever perhaps.

actually cannot get over marks lil jacket. Will be thinkin about forever. n his earrin. n his bringin bryons ma a flower. n his sittin up on the end table legs swingin. AOUGH

if mark wasn't such a deliquent I think him n soda would actually get along real well. actually. hold on. maybe I'll make a seperate post here but there's somethin there. also pony clearly likes a certain personality type (loud, funny, impulsive) ie (sodas my favorite brother, marks my friend, curly.)

WAIT BRYON ALSO HAS AN EARRIN.

the way bryon just stands there like 👁👁 blinkin at cathy

Mark whistlin at bryon. very important to me

HELLO??? THEIR FRIEND RAPPIN WHILE THEY JUST TAP OFF BEAT ON THE CAR JAJAWGHDJNSJW

IS THAT M N M??? awww he's so CUTE what the hell!! goddamn why did curly just side eye the FUCK outta him

obsessed with the way curly is always just standin around lookin. he ain't got shit to say but he's observin.

just LOOK at all those COLORS

did he just shove an m n m up he nose. DID HE JUST SHOOT IT OUT. EW

goddamn these children are bullies. also. I ain't makin fun a ya. HEY. ARE U MAKIN FUN A HIM.

M N M N HIS CLOTHES THAT ARE ALL TO BIG AW

what the hell am I watchin. one. crazy start. I want ya to sing for me? 🤨 two. how about? jingle bells? why the hell is that ur song choice. three. WHY ARE YOU SINGIN IT

n go get a haircut? mama. curlys already bald mama give him BACK his hair

'curlys?' 'curlys.' 'jeez ur gettin to be as bad as me' 🧍‍♂️. 'never.'

damn even the BUS driver got beef with Mark what the hell did u do to HIM

'you're goin to the dance with Cathy? I thought u were gonna go stag with me n the guys' *leg starts bouncin a mile a minute* there's somethin to be said about how emilo chooses to portray Mark's body language. n it is good.

Mark playin pool alone aough

'it's either let u borrow it or someone'll steal it' they both side eye mark

wait a damn minute. somethin just occurred to me. they changed the time period this is supposed to be set in.

'you wanna buy that goddamn table!' 'sure! I'll have the movers coke pick it up in the mornin' guys I fear I giggled

awww them crowded into the bathroom together gettin ready :(

they say hi bryon like a hundred times in his scene

M N MS REAL NAME IS HOWARD???

why the fuck is m n ms dad such a bitch. I hate that guy. fuck that guy frl.

'where ya goin?' ' around the block a couple times' I fear he ate his ass up.

bryon gettin outta the car to hustle around n open the door for Cathy HA

they did the whole shepard family dirty. wait. do we get to see tim. WAIT WE DO YEAH? OHHH I CANT WAIT

do we get to see ponyboy?? he's in the book right? WAIT IS THAT HIM IN THE YELLOW?? I don't care WHAT is happenin in this scene I just wanna see pony

is that? pony? he didn't even do anythin :( he didn't even get to talk :(

bryon grabbin mark by the head n shovin him through the window. Mark fuckin with his cut. him? beat boxin?

the whole conversation in the car kinda got my ass. 'you ever get the feelin things are changin? comin to an end?' *hopeful* 'yeah' *scared*

'now everybody's swept away' 'or grown up.' AOUGH

THEY SAID THE TITLE OF THE MOVIE THAT WAS THEN THIS IS NOW REFERENCE

[mydearesthrry]

casual - h.s.

a/n: self indulgent because i will never get over the fact that half of this happened to me literally verbatim because im a loser ok bye. this is my way of coping enjoy please i got so carried away ugh the impact of a british man hahaha. i suggest casual by chappell roan or …what are we? by lizzy mcalpine

wc: im guessing 1k>

warnings: angst thats really it harry’s lowkey a cunt but its not him ok. THIS IS FRAT BOY HARRY FOR THIS ONE!!!

y/n was startled to see her front door swing open, harry stepping into the threshold to get away from the cold air outside. “hi baby.”

“hey, h,” she replied, stepping up from her place on the couch to meet him where he was toeing off his shoes. “how was your day?”

y/n’s hands ran up his chest to his shoulders, pushing his coat off his figure and hooking it on the coatrack. “it was okay, how was yours?”

“fine, thank you,” she smiled, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “tired, i guess.”

“that’s not good, princess, you need to get your sleep. can’t have my pretty girl all sleepy, hm?�� he grinned, wrapping his arms around the girl and pressing a kiss into her temple.

“yeah, just had a lot on my mind recently, i guess.” she says through a sigh, unwrapping harry’s arms from her body, walking away from him toward the kitchen.

“like what?” harry questioned, following behind her like a puppy.

“i… nothing, it’s not important,” she considered it. she really did. but it just… she couldn’t find it in herself to ruin what they had so easily. to ruin them so easily. “don’t worry about me, really.”

harry physically recoiled as if he’d been burnt, “i want to worry about you, y/n. i want you to be okay, always.” he’d used her real name— a true indication that she’d offended him.

“i- i know, i’m sorry. i jus’ don’t wanna bother you with my stupid stuff.” she glanced up at him through her lashes, refusing to make eye contact.

“it it has to do with you, it’s not stupid. now, tell me, princess, what’s wrong?” he tried once more. he could tell that she was getting closer to telling him the truth, he just needed to coax it out of her.

“can we sit?” she asked, harry immediately nodding and grabbing her hand to lead her over.

“so, what’s on your mind?”

“i’m scared to tell you.”

harry looked confused then. “why?”

“because… if you don’t know, and i don’t know, then it doesn’t make sense for this to keep happening,” she paused. “and i don’t want to lose you.”

“wait, what are we even talking about? lose me? why would you lose m-“

“you confuse me.” that’s definitely one way to put it.

“what?” harry tilted his head, his hand still covering hers.

“i- it’s just, sometimes i really can’t tell if you want me, or if you’re just keeping me around just to keep me around. like, sometimes you treat me so platonically it confuses me, and then other times you’re rattling off how i’m the only one for you. i know we said no strings, i know, but i know you don’t really see me as a friend. there’s no way that this is just casual, harry.”

harry didn’t know what to say. staring down at their intertwined hands, he cleared his throat and bit at his lip.

“what is it, please just tell me what’s on your mind,” y/n pleaded, squeezing his hands.

“i… honestly don’t know, my love, im sorry,” he finally said, but he chose to twist the knife. “i don’t know what we are.”

oh.

oh.

“oh, um,” she whispered, sliding her legs off of harry’s knees, withdrawing her hands from his grasp to slide under her thighs. “yeah, i… i didn’t think you would.”

“i’m sorry, princess. you won’t lose me though, y’do know that, right?” he could sense her sadness like it was his own. his phone ringing distracted her from her thoughts, the name reading ‘Claire’, making a scoff leave her lips.

“go handle business, i’ll be upstairs.” y/n said coolly, standing from the couch once more. as she began her trek to the stairs, harry grabbed her wrist.

“don’t be like that.” he grumbled, pressing the pressure point between her thumb and pointer finger.

“be like what? i’m gonna go take a nap, didn’t you just tell me to get some rest?” she smiled, but he could see the hurt in her eyes.

not exclusive, more than friends, less than lovers. how could she be so naive?

“are you sure?”

“your phone’s still ringing.”

“that’s unimportant. are you okay?”

“peachy.”

he knew she was lying. he just didn’t know what she wanted to hear.

“okay, pretty girl, dream of me, yeah?”

“mhm. see you later, lock the door if you leave.”

“i will, i’m sorry.”

as she walked away, she could hear his voice fill the living room.

“hey angel, i’ll be there in 20.”

more than friends, less than lovers.

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part 2

[dddalgiiiiiii]

come over?

aeri uchinaga x fem!reader

reader has cramps.. suggestive..??thats it rlly

“nnh…” you lay in a fetal position, eyes shut tightly as your arms wrap tightly around your lower abdomen, your blanket covering your body from head to toe.

you furrow your eyebrows, reaching your hand out from under the blanket to grab your phone, attempting to distract yourself from your pain by doomscrolling. you sigh, waves of pain coursing through your lower body. clearly this distracting thing isnt working well..

you place your phone down on your bed before stretching your arms and legs out, almost like a starfish as you gaze up at nothing on the ceiling. your moment of peace is short lived though, hearing a quick bzzt, you check your phone once again.

“u up..?” you raise an eyebrow at the notification, smiling softly before replying, “aerrrrriii.. ofc i am.. how could i not be ?” a few moments pass, and you can see aeri’s chat bubble appear as she types out a response.

“well i mean.. its like almost 3am lol u shld be sleeping” you chortle, quickly typing back another response, “i knooow.. but my cramps r horrible rn :(((“ you pause for a second, hitting send and typing once more, “come over….?:3”

you giggle, kicking your feet gently against your mattress, watching as aeri’s chat bubble appears and disappears multiple times, signalling that perhaps she panicked at your little request.

after what feels like hours (although it was probably 40 seconds) she sends back a response “lol ok”, a second message following after quickly “do u want snacks?”

“ofc !!” you smile once again, but not before another wave of pain comes through your body “ok see u soon🩷” you press your lips together, smiling before carelessly chucking your phone somewhere on your bed.

you then find yourself returning back to that fetal position that relieved so little of your pain, before hearing the soft vibrations of your phone ringing, opening your eyes slowly to answer. “hey sleepyhead, come open the door”, she sounded so nonchalant, you felt a soft warmth come over your face, suddenly hearing aeri’s voice so close to you, along with the cute nickname she affectionately gave to you “okay, okay im coming”

you grasp the blankets edge with your hands, removing it from your body before stepping into a pair of house slippers, making your way to the front door of your home.

you swing open the front door, revealing your pink haired girlfriend, dressed casually in a black hoodie and sweatpants, holding a bag which was swung over her shoulder filled to the brim with snacks. “took you long enough..” she giggled, stretching her arms out and stepping closer, pulling you into a loving embrace.

“whateverr…” you hug her back, taking in her sweet, comforting scent. “you coming in or..?” you pull away, stepping aside to let her in, which she nods and steps in, removing her shoes and slipping on her own pair of slippers that she kept at your house.

you close the door behind her, locking it and stepping towards her. you smile widely, spreading your arms apart, aeri rolling her eyes and coming closer. “another hug, huh?” she wraps her arms around your waist, dropping the bag of snacks and tucking your head under her chin.

“mh.. you smell good..” you take a deep breath through your nose, taking in every hint and note of her scent once again. “is that so… im glad..” you feel her gently running her hand up and down your back, a warmth creeping up on your face again.

you nod, slowly pulling away, yawning. “man… you brought so many snacks over… but im not even hungry anymore..” you pout, rubbing your lower abdomen with your hands. “my cramps hurt too bad to eat..”

aeri smiles, nodding her head, “thats okay, we can eat them another time.” she gently takes your hands in hers, kissing your knuckles. “but first things first.. we should get you into bed, sleepy girl.”

you dont even find time to respond before she intertwines her fingers with yours, guiding you both to your own bedroom, as if she herself owned the house. as you both make your way into your bedroom, you cringe slightly as the scattered mess of clothes and accessories everywhere on the floor, but aeri doesnt seem to care much.

after you both successfully dodge the mess, aeri clambers onto the bed first, parting her legs slightly and patting the spot between them, which you gladly accept. sitting between her with your back against her front, she wraps her arms around you affectionately, resting her hands on your lower abdomen, rubbing it in circular motions to ease the pain.

a happy, content sigh falls from your lips, relaxing your body even more against aeri’s, to which she responds by resting her head on your shoulder, tilting her head pressing gentle kisses against your neck. you let out a soft giggle and melt into her kisses. “that tickles…”

you shift your position, turning around so youre facing her, your legs wrapping lazily around her waist, straddling her as you find your eyes falling upon her eyes. a heat crawls onto your face, turning your head away from the sheer embarrassment you felt.

“hm..?” you feel a hand on your chin gently guiding your face back to face your pink haired lover “whats wrong, princess?” your face turns a soft shade of red, her thumb dragging along your bottom lip, her other hand finding its way under your shirt, caressing your bare back.

“nothing..”, you reply quickly, bashfully even. “sure, whatever you say.” she breathes out, her hand that was once on your chin moving to the back of your neck, pulling you closer for a kiss.

you let out a soft breath, closing your eyes and melting into her lips. you feel her lips part, her tongue dragging across your lower lip, asking for permission to deepen the kiss.

you pause, pulling away from her, breathless and face flushed, “a.. aeri..”, her hand releases its soft grasp on the back of your neck, travelling downwards to rest on your waist, the hand that was caressing your back also finding its place on the other side of your waist.

you blush furiously, her face forming into a knowing smile. “i know already.. does it really look like im afraid to get dirty?” she smirks, kissing the corner if your mouth. “but we dont have to if you dont want to, my love.”

you shake your head in response to her words, “just.. wanted to make sure youre okay with it..” she hums happily “as long as youre okay with it.” she leans in once more, lowering her head, kissing you along your jaw and neck, reaching your collarbone as her hands travel towards the small of your back.

you place your hands on her shoulders for support, letting out soft, sharp breaths. aeri stops for a second, coming back up to make eye contact with you. “let me know if its too much, okay..?”

you nod, pulling your hands away from her shoulders for them to fall at your sides, grasping aeri’s hands which were resting on your waist as you fall on to your back, dragging her on top of you as you run your hands up along her arms, placing and interlocking your fingers behind her neck, pressing one more, lasting kiss on her lips.

a/n: tehe me when im on my period t.t… was watching aespa performances and got a lil inspired to write smth ;3

[yuyu1024]

Kitten

Pairings: San x Y/N

Genre/tags: fluff/smut/angst

Warning: mature content 🔞, protected/unprotected sex (wrap it up please), cursing, pet names, fwb

~~~ [lmk if i miss anything]

Words: 1.5k ish?

Disclaimer:

- this story is just made up

- english is not my first language, please be nice 😊

A/N: oopps forgot to post this here. 😅 i posted this on wattpad a month ago

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🐱: are you busy?

🏔: hmm.

🏔: it depends

🏔: why?

You contemplate on what to answer him. You are not sure why you even texted him in the first place. You are just bored to death at the moment because you are sick and you can't even lift yourself up to bed. And you need your flirty bff to cheer you up a bit.

🐱: (typing...)

🏔: if you miss me. Why don't you just say it?

You roll your eyes away.

🐱: 🙄

🏔: 🤨

🏔: did you just rolled your eyes at me?

🐱: obviouslyyyyyyy

🏔: I will tickle you when we see each other. 😎

🐱: ❌️

🐱: you can't

🏔: make me stop then.

🏔: you know... i know every part of your body that is ticklish

🏔: 😈

🐱: plssss dont

🐱: or I'll break a rib

🏔: since when did you became this weak?🤨

🐱: well... since i got sick?

🐱: so pls.

🐱: no tickling. ❌️

🏔: sick?

🏔: are you really?

You paused.

It's getting pretty late already. If you start telling him the truth about you being sick at the moment, he'll for sure fly over and be the best guy that he is. And even if you want company now, you don't want to bother him or make him worried sick about you. You know he have an early schedule tomorrow for work and he should he sleeping soon.

🐱: nope.

🐱: i'm bored only.

🐱: not sick. 👍🏻

🏔: is that the only reason why you are texting me now?

🐱: whyyyy....?

🐱: dont u like meeeee texting you????

🐱: 🥺🥺🥺🥺

🏔: depends

🏔: do you miss me?

🐱: 🙄🙄🙄🙄

🐱: whatever

🐱: shut up

🐱: i said im bored

🐱: thats all.

🐱: i'll just sleep then.

🐱: 🫡 night night Sannie

🐱: 😘

Then silence. He didn't texted back again. So you assume he took the like you just told him.

However after more than five minutes.

🏔: ok.

🏔: i'm coming.

****

"She's upstairs..." your mom says to San who arrived 45 minutes later. "Did she asked you to buy her food?" She asks while eyeing the paper bag and plastic bag San is carrying while he is removing his shoes. "She hasn't been eating well lately... I'm glad she finally found something she likes... and she have a friend like you who is so kind to buy it for her..."

San stand straight, processing your mother's words. He is a little hurt that you haven't told him you have been sick  for awhile. That you acted you're fine but you're actually not.

"Ahm... are you staying for the night?" She adds

"If...I'm allowed to..."

Your mother smiles. "Of course you are. You are part of family now you know that..."

San smiles and enters, walking along with your mother up to the living room.

"I'll go to bed now... She's feeling a bit better now so I could sleep in peace tonight."

"Don't worry... I'll take care of her while you get good sleep." San says

"Thank you..." she pats San's shoulder. "The medicine I took is actually kicking in now so... I'll be in deep sleep." Then she yawns. "Just make yourself home and make sure she eat..." she begins to walk to the corridor towards the master bedroom downstairs.

"Goodnight Mrs. Y/N."

***

You are not aware that San is already at your house. You are on your bed and sleeping. Well, you didn't intend to fall asleep quick but the ASMR video you have playing on your Ipad got you drowsy and became a lullaby.

San knocks softly at your door before he gently pushes it open. "Kitten...are you awake?" His voice is velvet and yet so soft as a cloud.

You didn't answer of course. All he hears is your breathing and mumbling. You tend to do that when you sleep and dream.

He breathes a smile, happy to see that you look comfy and peaceful. "Oh, kitten." He closes the door and makes his way to the side of the bed where you are facing.

He then places his palm on your forehead, checking if you still have a fever or not.

"Mmm..." you become restless the second you feel his cold hand onto you. "Sannie...?" You slowly blink your eyes open and adjust to the light of your lampshade.

"I'm here now, kitten..." he leans down and kisses the top of your head.

Your lips breaks into a weak but joyful smile. "Are you here to make me feel better?"

He nuzzles his face to yours, "why didn't you tell me you got sick?"

"I didn't want to make you worry..."

"But I am now..." he takes the thick blanket covering you and scoop you up. He makes you get up, sit on his lap, spreading your legs and facing him. "Let me help you feel better..." he whispers low

"But... I feel weak... I don't think I would survive if..." you embrace him, laying your head on his shoulder. "Sannie...if you fuck me tonight... I might break."

He chuckles. "I promise... I'll slow down for you, Kitten."

He then lifts you up and carefully made you lay back down to your bed. You legs hanging on the edge. "Let's prep you first." He says while going down on his knees. "I haven't had this pussy for more than a month now..."

"Oh god." You gasp as you feel him pull down your shorts and panties all at once,revealing you bare and needy.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"N-no...but..."  you grasp on to your bedsheets, preparing for it.

"Then let me just do everything for you..." he leans closer. You can feel his warm breath over your sensitive skin. "This is also... your punishment....for not telling me... that you are sick..." he whispers every word at the end as he push his face more. "Hmmm..." he hums brushing his lips over your pussy and pushing your thighs apart more.

"Fuck." You mumble under your breath

"Keep it down okay. Your mother might here us..."

And after his last reminder to be quiet. You already forgot how to even breathe properly.

"Ughh... s...s...s-annie...." you arch your back, hips moving along his every lick and dip. "Ah! Fuck!"

San fucks you with his tongue giving no care in the world. Your noises is making him to do the most.

"Sannie!" You whine, "please..."

He smiles, pressing his thumb on your sensitive clit. "Yes, kitten?" Then showers you with kisses down there. "Talk to me..."

You try to catch your breathe as you feel something in your stomach tightens. "Please..."

"Please what?" He stands up, hover over you and then watch you beg him to get fucked. "You know... if you want it....say it."

You grab him by his shirt and pull him down to kiss you. He moans at your kiss. He softens at your eagerness to take his lips that were just on your pussy a minute ago. He... he gets hard and aching when suddenly playfully and lightly tug his lower lips with your teeth

"Since when do my kitten learn how to bite? Hmm?" He arches his brow, smirking.

"Since my Choi San... makes me... beg...for him... to... fuck me..." you say in between each kiss to his eyes, nose, cheeks and forehead

He chuckles. "I'm supposed to be punishing you right? And not you making me more needy than you..."

"Oh Mr. Choi San..." you tease him calling him by his full name again. "We both know that you like me so much that you can't really punish me..."

"Are you saying I fold over your sweet words and...sweet pussy?"

"I do." You giggle as you make an effort to make him change position with you. Now you are on top of him and he is in awe watching you straddle him.

"I thought you would break if I fuck you...?"

"Yes... I said that..." you then start to unbuckle his pants and shimmy it down  to his thights, exposing his erected, hard, thick and leaking length. "But I'm the one fucking you... so..." you gently push yourself down, taking him in you, slowly.

"Ugh! Fuck!" His mouth opens in an O as your pussy swallows him whole. "Kitten..."

"Make me feel better..." you breathe, biting your lower lip. "I'll only stop once you come..." then leaning down and sucking a skin on his neck. "I'll stop when you come IN me...to be exact."

San chuckles that his chest vibrates. "Fucking hell..."

[georgeweasleyslostearhq]

A KISS WITH OR WITHOUT YOU

Pairings: Eddie Munson x Fem! Summary: Yours and Eddie's prom night... although you didn't go together, you always find a way back to each other. Warnings: Guess...I dare you.

if you want to listen to the songs then it's 1. Against all odds by Phil Collins. 2. Every breath you take by The Police 3. With or without you by U2 (let's just pretend that song was released in '86 ok?) and bonus 4. Secret love song by little mix. but listen to that first if you're going to listen to them.

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You'd probably think wanting to kiss Eddie was a good idea, that staring at his lips every fucking day might give him a little hint that maybe...just maybe, you like him.

And it did, oh boy did it.

But all that went out the fucking window-

That was, when you asked Gareth to Prom...

Now you think wanting to kiss Eddie is a curse, seeing the glare he sends your way from across the room.

It was awful, but you learnt to deal with it after about 10 or so minutes- or the spiked punch eased your mind.

But he didn't want to go with you, right? that's what he said?

Besides, it wasn't like you and Gareth were going out or anything- this was a friendly date, so he could hang out with his friends ONLY.

You thought Eddie might have been happy, that he could spend the night with not just you and Jeff, but now Gareth, but now you relaise that might have not been a good idea- but thats didn't mean you knew why he was pissed off.

But to Eddie.

Oh, you knew exactly what you were doing.

When Eddie found out you had asked Gareth to go with you, he couldn't be more mad- confused and upset

Because it turns out, apparently, he was reading everything wrong, which might have been expected since he's never been in this situation before- having to read into if a girl likes him or not.

But he really thought you did for a second, he swore that for a moment, just a moment- something could happen.

But it must have just been him and is imaginsation- since it likes to go running off places a lot.

But either way, when he found out, he almost didn't show up

Said a big 'FUCK YOU' to prom before Wayne barged into his room with a suit telling him it was his last one- not that he had gone to last year's- or the year before that- but this was his last chance.

And Wayne was going to get that picture of his nephew in a suit whether he liked it or not

'Seriously?' Eddie had said to him when coming out of the bathroom, suit fitted on his body to well it almost made Eddie sick.

Wayne had only pulled out his camera and started recording, making Eddie roll his eyes and make his way past him, to the livingroom, where Wayne had paused recording to take a few photos.

So, you may think Eddie was pissed at you.

But he was mad from before that, all from when Wayne had asked him:

'Going to pick up that girl?'

The long-haired boy had to stop himself for having ago at the old man, it wasn't his fault he didn't ask you.

He should have.

He had plenty of opportunities, but at that point he was still trying to figure out if you liked him.

As. if.

But Eddie took too long to decide what to respond with, would he lie to Wayne and tell him yes or tell him the truth- but Wayne knew better than that, he could tell by the way his nephew's face fell that he hadn't asked you.

So, Wayne let him leave without a second word.

Nothing but a 'have fun' before Eddie dove off.

So, Eddie wasn't mad at you.

He was just made at you.

Which sounded petty...because it's not just your fault.

but to him.

It was.

It was actually all your fault in his eyes

as said before..you knew exactly what you were doing

He had watched you and Gareth walk into the hall with smiles on your face, your hand attatched to his arm.

Gareth was dressed in a similar suit to Eddie, but unlike the metalhead, Gareth actually wore the jakcet, Eddie's long gone to the back of his chair where he now sat, glaring at you watching the two of you dance.

It was bullshit.

All of it.

Gareth.

This stuffy room.

The blinding lights.

The shitty music that makes him want to go deaf.

This fucking suit that's strangling him and makes breating so hard.

And you.

The most bullshit of them all.

All of this night was pure and utter bullshit

Your arms wrapped around Gareths shoulders, swaying back and forth, with his hands low on your hips.

You looked happy- like you were having fun.

You looked nice.

Pretty

Beautiful

Stunning

Breathtaking

Bullshit. You looked bullshit

You hadn't even seen him this whole night, not a single glance his way that he would think about all night, re-thinking over and over again as he laid awake.

But that's what he thought.

Your eyes drifted towards Eddie for the 50th time in the one hour you've been here so far.

His arms were folded protectively against his chest, his figure slumped in his chair with so many empty punch cups on his table in front of him.

The slight tap of his shoe caught your eye, it wasn't in time with the the song, so you knew it had nothing to do with the music, but probably the pure boredom he was feeling, his face also gave that away.

You hadn't even seen Jeff at all so Eddie was all alone, making your heart softly ache, feeling bad

But it's fine, He didn't want to go with anybody. Besides, no type of Prom would ever be his type of scene.

So alone he continued to sit, watching you dance with a smile on your face.

He should leave; He shouldn't stay drinking the shitty punch from the glass bowls on the 20+ year old tables.

He shouldn't keep watching you, imaginig it's him dancing with you, his hands that rest on your hips, making you laugh, making you smile.

Making you giggle when he accidentally steps on your feet, he's always been a bad dancer- ballroom dancing.

But if you could rocking side to side- he thinks that would be ok, he could do that- he just doesn't want to- not with any girl on this room that either sit alone too or dancing with their date or friend.

To be honest, he hasn't even noticed any other girl- anyone else in this room except you.

There seems to be an infinite empty space that allows you to be in his direct line of sight, your face glowing with your colour shining in the blue light above you

Why is it that everyone else is blurred but you seem so clear? why is it that all he can see is you? the one he doesn't want to see but can't seem to look away.

It was bullshit.

It was just that when the piano of a song echoes throughout the room, everyone's dancing turning even slower than before.

That was When Eddie really felt like leaving.

'How can I just let you walk away? just let you leave without a trace'

It wasn't fair, why you dance with Gareth but not him. You barely even talked to him!

You've been acting weird ever since his graduation party, where you seemed so distant, disctracted about something he couldn't tell- and wouldn't ask.

It was stupid DUstin, spilling his secret that he liked you.

Eddie wondered if you believed it.

And if you did believe it; it made this situation even worse because that would mean you really didn't like him.

And fuck that.

'So, take a look at me now. Well, there's just an empty space, and there's nothin' left here to remind me, just the memory of your face'

That seemed about right, if Eddie was going to be honest.

Which he wasn't, because then he'd technically have to admit he's listened to something that's not metal- even if it was against his will.

He hates to admit it... but it's got him in his feelings-

It wasn't the saddest of love songs- not even the best, really, but it really seemed fitting.

Minus the whole relationship thing.

'I wish I could just make you turn around, turn around and see me cry'

If only you would turn, look at him and smile, thats all he wants right now.

Which is why Eddie stands up and goes to the punch bowl again, pouring himself another glass before sneakily pouring some vodka in his glass.

Cause if he's not going to have fun at this stupid thing, may as well get a little drunk, right?

The sour drink burns his mouth when he takes a swig, grabbing a brownie on the food table and stuffing it in his mouth.

You may think he's eating and drinking his feelings.

But that would be impossible.

because he doesn't have feelings for you.

He doesn't like you.

He doesn't think your pretty.

He doesn't think about you all the time.

He juat needs to get a grip.

Eddie Munson doesn't fall in love.

'Take a good look at me now 'Cause I'll still be standing here'

He turns around to go back to his lonesome table, finding it occupied with Gareth, making out with a girl that is so not you.

The Munson boy frowns, looking around the hall for you, but he doesn't seem to find the light that seems to follow you.

That was until you crept up behind him, your plastic cup filled with the shitty punch

"Hey" you greeted, your eyes stayed ahead, looking to where Eddie's ees were, trained on Gareth making out with a girl you have never seen before.

You wonder where she came from, but actually, you didn't care.

You had a good time with him- but he was the one that decided that you should have more fun- that you would have more fun with the guy you actually wanted to go with.

So, in the middle of the last song, Gareth had to bring Eddie up

"So, do you actually like him or not?" Gareth had asked you, his hands loosening against your hips.

"Do I like who?" you questioned, an eyebrow raised at his words

"Eddie...I mean- everyone at hellfire kind of sees it- and he thought he did...I think he's confused" the junior spoke, a shrug on his shoulders when he tried to figure you out.

"I don't know what you're talking about, Gare" you sighed, looking away.

Your eyes drifted to Eddie, who wasn't in his seat, instead, you found him spiking the punch when Principle higgins looked away.

Of course, he was the one to do that.

"Well... he wanted to go with you, y'know?" Gareth squinted, his hands dropping from your sides

"If he wanted to go with me, he would have asked- or not tell me he didn't want to go with me" You huffed, looking away from Eddie just as your mind pictures you kissing him again.

"Eddie's not like that... trust me.. He might not have asked...but that doesn't mean he didn't want to go with you- we all know what he said after Dustin said all that shit that Eddie was speaking out of his ass... and if i remember correctly, he never said he didn't want to go with you- you said that.. that's what he told me" He put his hands up defensively and took a step back before you had a go at him for the last bit of his little speech.

But why would you? what he said was correct, you were the one that said you wouldn't

"I mean, it’s not like I wanted to go with you anyway." I beleive you said, actually.

So maybe your mind was playing tricks on you, that you had imagined he told you those words.

That you convinced yourself he didn't want to go with you.

Which is when Gareth smiled tightly, letting you go to his friend.

"go...we both know you want to"

So, you looked over to where Eddie was once more, finding him stuffing his face in with a brownie.

How could something so gross look so cute?

That was the Eddie Munson effect.

And it was an understatement to say you fell for it.

For him.

Which is why you did what Gareth told you.

Which brings you here, right next to the guy you've probably pined over since the 'date' at the fair, but haven't realised it.

"Hi" He grumbled, confused as to why you're next to him, and your date- well... being someone elses date.

"looks like he's having fun, right? happy for him" you spoke, rolling on your heels, forgetting that you are seriously wearing heels and practically trips over before he's quick to catch you

"you alright?" He asks

you nod as the next song echos through the hall

"Every breath you take, and every move you make, every bond you brake, every step you take I'll be watching you"

You smile when you look up at Eddie, sheepishly standing up straight, consiously patting down your dress.

He looked good, you had to admit it

His hair was messily tied up into a bun, his frizzy curls esaping the elastic that tied it together, the pressed shirt did well to fit his figure, tightening well around his biceps. But what caught your eyes wwas the way his tie matched your dress perfectly.

Almost the exact shade to your dress, but with an embroided floral design barely noticeable until you really look at it.

It was a coincidence, you hadn't told anyone what colour dress you were wearing, and that tie seemed to be quite old- Like Wayne had kept it in a cupboard for this exact event for 5 or more years, so would it be silly to think it was fate?

It had to be.

"Oh, can't you see, you belong to me, how my poor heart aches, every step you take"

"You wanna dance?" You nodded to the dancefloor, a hopeful tone laced in your voice.

"Not really a dancer" He replied

Eddie was still a little confused, why were you next to him? why were you talking to him.

But he couldn't help the smile that rose to lips when you asked for some of the achohol in the flask he kept in his suit jacket.

He went over to the table where Gareth was still making out sloppily with the random girl to get his jacket.

He reached into the inside of the pocket and looked around before taking the small metal bottle out and pouring a little into your red plastic cup.

You grinned as you took a sip, feeling the sting at the back of your throat

"Oh god that makes it even worse" you groaned, caughing for air

"good, isn't it?" He chuckled

You hummed and nodded when Eddie looked around.

then silence fell between you two

'Since you've gone, I've been lost without a trace

I dream at night, I can only see your face

I look around, but it's you I can't replace

I feel so cold, and I long for your embrace

I keep crying, baby, baby, please'

You looked to the photo booth area and nudged him

"Did you take any photos?"

He shook his head "nah...it was too long of a line when I got 'ere"

You took him by his arm and practically dragged him over to the area, ingoring his protests

"In ten years, you'll thank me... you need at least one photo to remember tonight!" you giggled

But Eddie didn't exactly want to remember tonight.

Not when tonight was the night you danced with someone that wasn't him.

Not when tonight was the night he was supposed to spend with you.

But if you asked him to take a photo with you, he'd do it, which is why he is now in front of a camera, a cheesy themed background in the back as he smiled cheesily

Your hands were clutched into his bicep, leaning into his side with your own grin on your lips.

If anyone would look at this photo, they'd think you went together, and that thought made Eddie's heart clench

You took four photos in total, two being a little goofy, but the other two sweet and collected.

After the photos you found your shoulders slump, you thought it might have been better than this, more fun.

"wanna get out of here?" You pointed behind you to the door once you were standing still for a moment, standing in front of the dancefloor.

He was silent for a moment, making you glance up at him, finding his eyes already on yours.

His eyes were soft, yet hard.

Warm, yet cold.

Wide, yet squinted.

You didn't know what he was thinking in the moment until he spoke, finding the perfect time in the song where it went quiet for just that split second.

He found the perfect time to speak his mind.

To ask you something that has hung on his lips, waiting to be spoken for a while now.

He found the perfect time between everywhere and nowhere to tell you how unfair this is.

And how much it's affecting him.

Just not directly.

But he stopped himself.

The lights blinded Eddie as he opened his mouth and closed it again, the flashing blues and purples dancing around the room and tainting everything.

"wanna raid the food first?" he smiled mischievously, stepping towards the dessert table, filled with cupcakes and brownies and cookies, your mouth watering at the sweet taste that hasn't event reached your mouth yet.

You nodded and he grinned wickedly, grabbing you hand and whispering

"ok... I go cupcakes, you go cookies and brownies. go, go, go!" he drags you to the table and takes a plate of nicely decorated cupcakes as you pile your hands with the gooiest and fudgiest of brownies and cookies, runnign away when a teacher comes to choo your both away and scold you.

"Get back here!" Miss O'donell points at you both as you dodge the couples on the dancefloor while Eddie grabs a few cups that look like some sort of pudding with fruit.

If it looked good, he's going to get it, you best believe

But you both made a bee line for the exit, running to the parking lot where he leads you to his van.

It was cleaner in there.

no mess on the floor, although still smelled like weed.

But the sweet smell of the desserts in your hands did well to mask it.

Made you hungry, but at least not sick.

he puts thetwo cups in the small holder in the middle and the plate of cupcakes on the dash, you following his actions as he turned on the car.

If you weren't surprised by the clean state of the van, you were definitely surprised that instead of the blasting metal music that almost made you go deaf playing straight away, the radio was on, the faint hum of 'with or without you' starting to play.

It was warm in the van, but especially hot in the way you were burning up with how Eddie was looking at you.

For the first time, Eddie didn't look bothered by the song playing.

It wasn't metal, or any guilty-pleasure blues that reminded him on his mum.

It was a cheesy, romantic love song.

Although he didn't seem to know it, you liked the effort he put in to make you think he did when he started tapping his foot.

'You give it all, but I want more... and i'm waiting for you, with or without you, with or without you'

It's been a while since you were alone with Eddie.

It's nice, a little awkward but the way he lips curve into a smile, you know it's ok.

It'll be ok.

Eddie's breath caught in his throat, and for a brief moment, it felt like time slowed down completely.

You just had to look so pretty in your frilly dress with puff sleeves, you had to look so beautiful with the bush on your cheeks and eyeshadow on your eyes.

You just had to look so stunning.

His eyes searched yours, uncertainty flickering in the depths of them, and then- he moved, practically without thinking.

his hand reaching up to gently brush a strand of hair from your face. His fingertips lingered on your skin, warm and trembling, as if testing the waters.

Your eyes made their way to his lips again- just...looking.

It was harmless, really.

It wasn't as if you were going to prance yourself onto him and just pull him into a breath-taking kiss, knocking teeth and heads together.

But...

You did.

'I can't live...with or without you'

Capturing his lips with yours in a bold, searing kiss, you met him in the middle.

In that moment, every unspoken doubt, every bit of fear and longing, seemed to vanish as if it were burned away by the intensity of the kiss.

Eddie’s eyes widened in shock, but then, as if the tension had finally reached its breaking point, he melted into your kiss. His hands, which had been trembling moments before, now roamed with hesitant urgency, pulling you closer as if trying to hold on to this sudden, overwhelming connection.

The kiss deepened, becoming less tentative and more insistent- an explosion of everything you’d both been holding back.

For those few stolen seconds, the world around you disappeared. All that mattered was the heat between you two, the way his lips fit perfectly with yours, the unbridled intensity that made every nerve in your body come alive.

And even though you both knew that nothing had been certain until now, that kiss seemed to say, with or without words, that maybe you were both ready to give in to those feelings.

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Yes, finally- I thought I' hand it to you since it's been a while, to which i apologise.

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[gimmeyourlovepls]

Hiii idk if your requests are full or not, but if you're free can you write Miles Morales, where he was in love with the reader since they were kids, and now they're in their teens, but he doesn't know if she feels the same?

Doesn't matter which one, thanks! (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡

Spider Senses

summary: miles wishes his spider senses showed him whether you liked him or not

a/n: i hope u like this :)) (p.s. my requests are very empty pls fill)

content warning: female reader, but it doesnt really affect the plot, hair described to smell like vanilla and cocoa butter, no texture described though, reader shown to wear makeup

a six year old was playing in the sandbox at a local playground, building a sandcastle. she giggled as she placed a small stick on the top of her sandcastle before some kids running as they played a game ran towards her. she managed to not get trampled by them, but her structure was ruin. tears started running down her cheeks.

"hey, are you ok?" a small child stood before her, his wide brown eyes staring down in concern. he had coily dark hair, and was holding a wrapped popsicle in his hand.

"my sandcastle..." she sputtered out, wiping her tears. it took her a while and she was disappointed that it was destroyed after all her hard work.

"don't cry! my mommy says that crying is bad, it gives you wrinkles," he spoke, looking around for a solution. "here! take my popsicle, and stop being sad, ok? you can't be all wrinkly!" handing her the package in her sandy little hands, her tears almost immediately stopped.

"yay! you're my friend now, come meet my mommy!" standing up on tiny legs, shaking so some sand falls off her already dirty dress, she took his hand and started walking to her mom, who was already staring at the scene with a smile, along with the boys mom, who was exchanging phone numbers with her for future playdates.

"mommy, this is my new friend!" letting go of his hand, she presented him to her mom, smiling brightly as the boy looked up at her with a nervous smile.

"aw, thats nice baby, do you know his name?" the mother asked, looking down at him with a kind smile.

the girl paused. did he ever tell her his name? "duh mommy, his name is..." she looked at the boy, whispering into his ear, "whats your name?" He whispered back to her, the two mothers laughing at the sight. "his name is miles, mommy! he gave me a popsicle!"

the mother glanced at miles. "well nice to meet you honey. i'm this little chipmunk's mom." she ticked the little girl gently as the child squirmed, giggling.

"mom, I'm not a chipmunk!" she pouted, looking up at the amused woman. "i'm a big girl now," she muttered, not wanting to be embarrassed in front of her new friend.

"i'm sorry honey, you're a big girl," her mom said, laughing softly. miles grabbed the girl's hand before pointing at the playground, where there was an empty pair of swings.

"look! the swings are free, lets go swing!" the duo ran through the woodchips towards the swings before they were taken, and luckily they made it before anyone else did.

as they started swinging, the girl opened the slightly melted popsicle, and gasped as she saw it was one of those double ones. with the most precision a six year old can muster, she split the popsicle and handed one side to him with a grin. "now we can share!"

the two mothers looked at the kids with a smile. they could tell this friendship was gonna be a good one.

---

flopping onto miles' bed, you take out your phone and show him a picture. "can we please go here miles? look how cute the food is!" on your phone screen, you were showing him picture after picture of a little cafe that opened not too far from his place.

"i dunno, the food looks cute for sure," he mutters, and you perk up. "but money..." you deflate immediately.

"c'mon, please? you know I get paid from ganke next week for helping him with homework, i'll pay you back!" staring at him with puppy dog eyes always broke down his (very small) defenses he held up against you. this little, ok well, not that little crush he held on you was making him basically silly puddy in your hands.

"you ain't gotta do that, i'll pay sunflower," he mumbles, sitting up. Seeing the smile that immediately lights up your face makes it worth the fact that those new markers and jordans he was saving up for would probably have to wait another month (or maybe two, since your birthday was coming up soon).

glancing at his floor as he looked for his shoes, he saw a drawing he had made of you about a week ago. he wasn't biased, but he thought it was one of his best works. you, surrounded in sunflowers and a smile shining from your face, he knew he was done for.

he was a broke boy in love.

---

you sat in front of miles, grabbing what looked like a torture device with a grin as you held his face still with one hand. "miles, hold still!"

"no, this is gonna kill me!"

you pouted, shifting closer to him. "its just my eyelash curler, now hold still!" you held it closer to his face as winced, trying to stay as still as possible. "there, almost done, last is the lips!"

as you scrambled to go get your lip gloss and lip liner, he wondered why he hadn't confessed yet. it was almost the 10 year anniversary of that playground meeting, and he swore he would tell you a year ago, but then again, he also said that the year before that one.

he looked down at the breakfast on his wrist, the black and red a perfect setting for the silver spider charm that sat perfectly in the middle. although you have (hopefully) not learned about secret alter ego, you said it fit his "vibe."

he just took your word for it with a nervous smile.

you came back with new supplies to decorate his face with, and as he saw the smile on your face, he swore he would tell you soon.

....maybe.

---

you hugged him tightly as you stood at the front door of his house, about to walk home. your hair smelled like vanilla and cocoa butter, and he wanted to bury his face into you (but in a non-creepy way, or course).

it was close to the last day of high school, and you and him were going separate ways, he wanted to go to one uni, and it wasn't the one for you. he was gonna miss your late night talks on the roof, splitting meat patties every friday, the way you dragged your fingers through his hair gently as you rambled about anything and everything.

he still hadn't told you he was spider-man, but now definitely wasn't the time. looking down at the well-worn bracelet on his wrist, he didn't know if he would even get around to it. maybe when he came to visit you?

kicking rocks on the sidewalk distracted him on his walk back home distracted him from his thoughts until-

bang!

he heard a clash of screams and destruction as he spun around to see a cloud of dust in the direction he just left from. whats going on?

thankful for the amount of alleyways in this side of town, he slipped off his normal clothes to reveal his suit and swung over buildings to assess before diving straight in, from his experience, not doing that normally led to a longer talk with the police.

ugh, some stupid new villain of the week. easy stuff. swing in, save citizens, then knock them out. as he webbed people out of the way, he spotted the one person he didn't want to be in the chaos.

"sunflower?" he gasped, and immediately as your face snapped to him, he knew he messed up. he'd play that off later, but for now, he had to act. quickly scooping you up in his arms, he dropped you on a roof of a building, quickly deepening his voice. "c-citizen, stay up here, ill... come back and get you, just-"

you grabbed his wrist with a stern look on your face. "you better not leave me up here, miles." he nodded quickly before running to go fight off the latest villain, who was apparently mad because the "love of her life" left her for university. 'join the club...' he thought before he dived down.

---

as he handed the lady to the police, he thought back to you on the roof, and your words.

'you better not leave me up here, miles.'

you had called him miles.... dammit, you knew. he groaned softly, before swinging back to the roof he left you on, seeing you play games on your phone. "took you long enough, bug-boy." you mumbled, slipping the device into your pocket.

"dont play me, sunflower. you know. you knew. how long?" he spoke, fiddling with his thumbs.

"um, lemme think... the day before i brought you that bracelet. i was waiting for you to tell me, but..." you look away from him with a small frown, biting the inside of your lip. he knew you only did that when u were thinking hard.

" 'm sorry, i was gonna but... i didn't."

"well... were you also gonna tell me that you like me?"

miles started choking on his spit, pulling up his mask to reveal his whole face. "w-what? y-you- what?"

"i saw the drawing on your floor. you made me look so... pretty." you stared at your shoes with that same smile as miles had captured in his drawing, suddenly finding your tangled laces interesting.

"you are pretty," he mumbled, staring at you, he could almost see the sunflowers blooming around you. "wish i said something before uni."

"yeah... but its not too late to do this, right?"

before he could ask what, your arms were wrapping around his shoulders as you met him in a sweet kiss, and damn it felt like everything he imagined and so much more.

"so... you like me?" miles looked at you with a boyish smile as you rolled your eyes.

"you're lucky i do," you said before you kissed him again, his arms finally moving to wrap around you. you were right though.

he was the luckiest boy he knew.

over 2 weeks on this i might jump 💀

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This one was not my favorite, tbh. I just finished writing a final paper, and I had this planned. was not executed well, but im trying my best.

[pedge-page]

Imagine baby Sarah angry with Joel for not giving into her asks and wants like idk candy maybe and sides with reader going behind Joel’s back to ask the exact same thing and then in the middle of the day Joel questions how Sarah got a lollipop and reader says that Sarah told her that Joel said yes but to ask reader as well and they then connect the dots to discover that they’ve been played

Joel Dealing with Preggo Wife: Sarah's Bargain

Notes: I’ve derailed from this prompt a little because Sarah’s gotta outsmart all of the adults in the room.

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Sarah and Joel are walking through the gas station mart when she spots the colorful rack of assorted candy. 

"Daddy, can I have one ring pop?"

"No," he responds plainly, counting the twinkies in his hand and figuring out how many he can get before you yell at him.

"Why not."

He grabs two bottles of Pepsi in one hand before heading over to the check out counter. “Because I said so."

She grumbles and follows close behind him. "If I clean my room--"

"You can't bargain with me. I'm not mom. My answer is no."

She thinks about it for a moment. Then smiles. "Ok Daddy, I understand."

Joel is surprised she acquiesced so quickly. She seems to have gotten over the tantrum phase. Maybe he's doing a pretty good job at this parenting thing after all. 

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Later on, you take Sarah along with you to go grocery shopping. "Mom.”

"Yes bubba."

"Dad said if I cleaned my room, I could have a ring pop."

You pause, surveying the special deal for pepsi cans. Despite Joel telling you about the suspicious amount of pepsi that’s been disappearing from his stock, you hadn’t touched any. In fact, you had your own stock that you suspect he’s found out and been stealing from. 

“What?”

“A ring pop,” she repeats. “Dad said if if cleaned my room, I could have one.”

 Thats very uncharacteristic of him to bargain with Sarah.

"He did? So what are you coming to me for?"

"Well he said ONLY if you agreed. Said it was OK but to ask mom first to be sure."

Fuck, making me do the hard decision. Joels always the favorite, and if you say no now, then it’s going to make you the mean mom for no reason. You did see she cleaned her room without being told...

You grab the pepsi case, hoping Joel won't scold you for your own hoarders pile.  

You see the innocent batting of her eyes just as you look over to the candy aisle. “Well if Dad said yes..." 

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Sarah and Joel are sitting at the table as he unwraps his secret stash of pepsi and Twinkie’s away from you. 

"I asked mom for a ring pop and she said yes,” she mentions while coloring her book.

Joel freezes with half the cream custard in his mouth. “I said—“ 

"Its ok! I told her since you had said no, that she didn't need to get me one. I just wanted to see if she would..."

"You trying to set me up against mom?"

"No..." she adds quickly. "I just... thought it would be an interesting experiment.” She smiles softly, before turning to a very mature, saddened tone. “But then I realized it was wrong and I should have listened to you in the first place. So I didn’t take it because I know you said no."

He thinks about it for a moment. Now you’re going to come to him lecturing about why Sarah doesn't get things when she CLEARLY has a good sense of responsibility, going as far to say no to something she clearly wants just to respect him. She's also smart to test both of you, and even when she could have had it, she still refused. 

“Alright. Just cuz I'm proud of ya.” He dusts the power from his fingers and fishes for his wallet. “You’re a smart kid. But I don't want you testing your mom n’ me for the same answer.  And I don't want to get in trouble with her. I'll get you one. Just this once ok?"

She nods solemnly and crosses her heart. “I won’t say anything.”

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The next day, you hear Joel and Sarah coming in from the garage and you quickly stash your pepsi behind the potted plant. Your daughter gives you a fat kiss on the cheek before running to the living room and turning on the tv.

You and Joel sit at the table. “I saw the can by the way.” He remarks.

You grunt, pulling the aluminum from its hiding spot and proudly sipping it before crinkling it in your hand. “Well I haven’t been stealing from you. I …have my own stash.”

Joel gasps, offended and surprised by your double standards. “And you yell at me n’ my Twinkies!”

"There better not be any f-ing twinkies in this house Joel Miller," you point at him threateningly.

"Nope none Nada. Haven't seen any." he slowly tucks the new plastic back full of them under his legs.

"The two of you talk about Sarah having cleaned her room without being told. 

"Yeah, I ended up getting her the ring pop,” he tells you.

You furrow your brows.

“?… but, I got her the ring pop. She said you told her I would get if it I also approved? I didn’t want to be the mean mom!"

Fuck, Joel knows you get too worked up on trying to be too nice and cater to Sarah... "What? I told her no first. I never said it was up to you. Then she said she asked you and you said yes, but she refused yours, so I got her it instead for being responsible. I told you to stop worrying about being the nice mom!”

You also know Joel's a sucker for marveling Sarah's experimental mind and working on being responsible over getting what she wants. "She did NOT refuse my offer. what are you talking about?"

Tommy comes in moments later, and waves to the two of you through the open door. Sarah runs up to him near the doorway, and he greets her first suspiciously. They do a funky little hand shake, and you catch a glimpse of something silver going into his palm before she retreats to the living room 

"What are you doing here?" Joel asks.

Tommy shrugs. "Uh nothin’ just.."

"Did you just slip her a ring pop??" You ask incredulously. 

He huffs a guilty sigh. "Sarah asked for a ring pop because you guys told her no, so I went to pick one up at the store as long as she didn’t tell either you...."

Fuck. You and Jole BOTH know Tommy's complex about wanting to be Sarah's favorite uncle (despite the fact you keep reminding him he's her  ONLY uncle and he has no competition).

Above all else, Sarah knows these weakness about each of you. You all look over to her as she unwrap a third ring pop, putting all of them on her one hand and switching back and forth sucking on them. There's an open Pepsi can clutched in her other tiny palm that she sips from, with an exceedingly satisfied grin on her face.

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[talaok]

JUST GOT MY FIRST TATTOO AND CANT STOP THINKING ABT PEDRO X WIFE! READER GETTING A MATCHING TATTOO OMGG

Pairing: Pedro pascal x reader

a/n: Omg thats so exciting!! and the idea is so freaking cute i swear i died when you sent it

"calm down sweetheart" Pedro stifled a laugh as he watched you get more and more pale.

"I'm calm" 

He couldn't help but snort at that, briefly noticing the tattooer's mouth twitch into a smile before he could hide it.

You had never been a good liar.

"it's a small one, it'll be done before you know it"

"but it's still gonna hurt" you added, glancing panickly at him.

"just a little" he promised, taking your hand in his and raising it to leave a soft kiss on it "and if it hurts you just squeeze my hand, ok?"

You let out a shaky sigh before turning to the tattoo artist.

"Is he telling the truth?" you asked "Is it really not gonna hurt a lot?"

The guy smiled reassuringly at that 

"he's telling the truth, the forearm is one of the least painful places to get a tattoo," he said "and it is a small one, so you should be fine"

You forced a smile at his words, before turning back to your husband.

"he said should" you murmured in a hushed tone the tatooer politely pretended not to be able to hear "He said I should be fine!"

"sugar" Pedro couldn't stop the chuckle fleeing his mouth "I promise you'll be fine" he said, softly moving some hair out of your face and lingering to stroke your face "I did it too, and look at me" he gestured to himself "I'm great"

"yeah but it's different, this is not your first tattoo"

his thumb slowly drew patterns on the back of your hand to try and calm you down.

"Sweetheart, if you've changed your mind and don't wanna do this anymore, it's totally fine"

"no-no I wanna do it" you replied immediately "really" you promised, looking into his big hazel eyes widened in worry "I'm just... scared"

You watched as a softer smile made its way to his lips.

"it's ok to be scared, sugar" he murmured, stroking your cheek "But I'm gonna be here for you the whole time, ok?"

You paused a moment, taking in his words

"ok" you finally nodded.

"ok" he smiled, leaning closer to leave a quick kiss on your lips.

"Can I start?" the tattooer asked after a moment, and looking into Pedro's eyes you found the courage to answer

"yes, you can start"

__ __ __

"done"

"already?" 

"yup" The tattoo artist repeated

You opened your eyes for the first time in twenty minutes and found a smiling Pedro looking back at you.

"how do you feel?"

"I-" you stuttered, shocked by the words that were about to come out of your mouth "I feel fine"

"told you"

The tattoo artist was still cleaning his creation when your eyes fell to it, and you held your breath until, with one final wipe, he was finished.

"wow" you couldn't help but breathe, looking down at the P on your forearm with a heart around it,

It matched Pedro's one, except of course that the letter in his one was the first one of your name, and not his.

"you like it?" Pedro asked, rounding the chair to get a better look at the tattoo.

"I love it" you grinned from ear to ear "It's so cool"

"it really is" he agreed, smiling too "I've got the coolest wife in the world"

"And I the coolest husband" you beamed, giving him a soft kiss, before placing your head on his shoulder "let's see how they look next to each other" 

Pedro immediately complied, positioning his left forearm next to your right.

"oh my god" you breathed, ready to cry "it's perfect" you whispered "Just so you know, you're not allowed to wear anything that covers it. Only t-shirts from now on, we clear?" 

He looked at all the joy filling your eyes, at the way your lips stretched as you smiled incredibly wide, and his heart couldn't help but swell.

He lived to see that look on your face.

"crystal clear, baby"

[weeping-statue]

ask, and ye shall receive 🙇🙇🙇

if u take multiple characters, may i request naib, ithaqua, and alva with an s/o whos a kleptomaniac? if u dont do multiple chars, maybe just alva if thats ok!

much loves 💞💞💞

please read🔻

This.. has been rotting in my inbox since the start and I am so sorry. Usually I’m trying to find motivation for all of these writings but things came up yesterday and I just needed to write something to make me feel better. So this was more self indulgent. I would love to write for Alva but I fear I don’t have a good concept of him yet. Also Kinktober stuff will be posted in the near future. There will be a part two of this with Ithaqua, I think? not proofread and not great-

Naib with a kleptomaniac s/o! —————————————————————-

He’s got a massive safe, with all of his stuff in it and you don’t have the code.

No I’m kidding,

Well, sorta.

He keeps his room clean anyways so there’s nothing to really take other than a few pencils, coins, or wrappers of leftover food.

He does keep a hidden snack drawer that’s filled to the brim with all kinds of stuff and he can tell if you’ve been in there. Even if one thing is gone.

Naib had taken you to his room a few hours ago, just so he could be near you. No need for talking when your presence is enough. Which brings us to now, where you were chilling on his beanbag chair with a book that you stole from Joseph’s office. Naib had quietly grunted to signal to you, then gestured to the door that he’ll be back. You nodded and went to go read as he shut the door.

Perfect.

Now was your time to strike. The feeling had been itching away at you ever since you got there. You just had too. It’s not like you could control it anyways. So you crept over to his snack drawer in the bottom of his desk. And picked out a.. large almond joy? (I’m so sorry I’ve been craving fucking almond joys for like weeks so.. you get almond joys.)

Oh well, they were good anyways. Especially frozen, to get that crunch! You place the sugary treat into a pocket that’s least likely to smush it or melt it. Closing the drawer you slip back into your spot, pick up your book, and continue like nothing happened. And that’s when the door opened again, Naib coming back with.. more food? A family sized bag of potato chips to be exact. You roll your eyes and let out a small huff to conceal your want to laugh. He was a strong guy, always working out, burning calories, so eating like this was reasonable, you thought. When he walks over to his snack drawer pulling out a Twix to eat with his chips, he nods to you, politely gesturing again if you wanted some. Which was another way to tell you he loves you, because there was no way he was sharing with anyone else.

You decline, because chips? No, the almond joy. Which means you had to escape, and quick before he finds out.

You stand up, stretching like you’ve been sitting for too long, and grab your jacket off the back of his chair. Turning to him, to say, “Nah, no thanks. I think I’ll wait till dinner to eat. But I’m gonna head out now, see if Victor has any mail for me.”

Naib nods, and stands by the door watching you start to leave. When he suddenly asks, “Did you go in my snack drawer?”

You pause and turn to him, internally “wtf?”-ing. With a shake of your head you lie. “No? Why?”

Naib fixes his hood, looking you up and down for anything out of place. “Dunno, just seemed like there was less than before.”

You glance at the drawer and shrug, trying to play it cool. You really had to go. “I don’t know what to tell you, I really didn’t take anything.”

Naib nods and lets you go for now. Choosing to believe you. Which was great for you, slipping out of his room and shutting the door quietly. Quickly walking away.

You were halfway down the hallway when you heard a door slam open and naib yell,

“MY ALMOND JOY-”

Fuck. ———————————————————————-

I kinda rushed this, it’s not great. Haven’t been feeling well lately, but when am I ever. I’ll try to do better next time, I promise.

[peachesfather]

Can you mizu with a healer fem reader thats in lonfon and very jealous of taigen?? I want it very fluffy but also smutty if ur ok with it :) please and thank uu

thanks for this request !!

Doing way too much

mizu x black fem! reader blue eye samurai

warning:+18, smut, fluffy, fingering, bad grammar, suggestive language, and jealous mizu is a way to put it.

I was the best healer in my store in London, i get a lots of praise from how good i am at healing people's wounds, the pay was very good for me and my mother who were very poor.

I swept the floor with a broom while listening to some jams on the radio, i signed and humed to the music, i heard the door open and paid it no mind at all i just continued to clean. i was abrupt by someone in front of me with their eyes being blue as the ocean but had a no emotion face along with someone else with them but he staring at my potions.

"what do you need?" i looked at his tall figure and waited for a response but no reply so i put my hand on their shoulder to tell them to reply for their request.

He snatched my hand from their shoulder and squezzed it very hard, i hissed and told them to stop.

"I just need to be heal thats fucking it, and also need resources for my travel" she let go of me and i basically rolled my eyes at her behavior. "You couldve just said that and not squeezed my fingers." i said while still being angry at this customer. (bby got issues wrong bitch tho)

"okay, sit in this chair please sir" he gave the other man who came along with him a sword and came my way to sit down in the chair. The guy who was holding the sword was looking me up and down while bitting his lips. i ignored him and shown eye contact towards the blue eyed man in front of me.

"Where does it hurt?" He pointed to where their gut is so meaning to where the injury is there. I closed my eyes to see if the energy of the wound could be healed, water has appeared on the gut to clean throughout and he hiss in the healing process, i patch him up. "you're finally done, that would be $50" he put the money in my hand and stared at me for few seconds and then snatched the sword from the other guy, "i be outside Taigen, grabbed the other resources for our travel" she put her glasses back on her face and left my store, the other grabbed the stuff he was told to buy.

"is that all?' he just stared at my face and told him again "IS THAT ALL SIR YOU STARING UP THE STORM" his eyes widned and laughed at my outburst. “You’re so cute what’s your name?” He said while staring behind the counter at my ass.

“Okay, I give you my name, it’s y/n.” I blushed and facepalm at how cringe of how I falling for this bullshit, I noticed a couple glances from the window outside the store, it was the guy who I healed he looked angry and pissed must be because of this fella right here, I think he’s talking himself or flirting idk what bro is still here for.

“The cost is $100, do you have it?” He paused and stopped talking about whatever mess he was going on about, he smiled and started to look in his pockets for his money or changes.

Me, being the nicest person that I’m going to be and letting this nigga off with his resources to getting out of my store, I told him he doesn’t need to pay for it under one condition is telling him and his friend to come over to my place for a meal.

He quickly agreed and said “yes, now we can get to know each other in a better way” he rubbing his fingers together while licking his lips I was disgusted but happy at the same time because he was leaving my store, I gave the guy outside a wink. He scoffed and looked away instantly. (I need her so badly don’t play to get pookie)

When the clock hits 5 pm, I was already done cooking curry chicken and rice for my guests, I clean the table and put the table cloth on to be proper.

I heard a knock on my door I was guessing it was them, taigen was smiling like he had done a whole crime while being very sketchy, he was nicely dressed with his hair down. However, for the mysterious man he was still in his old clothes doesn’t make him unattractive but he could’ve done something to spark his appearance. His eyes on the other has drew more attention.

He catches my glances and looked away in annoyance. I signed and ask his name because i wanted to get know him better. He looked me in the eye and said “my name is Mizu”

That’s a cute name awee” I said that brought me and him in awkward silence until taigen grabbed my chin to rizz me up or whatever saying “ma, you look good tonight in them jeans and showing your figure very nicely.

I kinda blushed at him complimenting my body, his way of words were blinding from getting to know mizu. Taigen gave mizu no emotion face that became a snickering expression towards him to letting know that he trying to get to have me. Mizu smirked and smiled at him for being too foolish.

We was eating the curry chicken and rice at the table, taigen was tearing my food up and said It is good and wanted seconds. I gotten up just to give him more.

Mizu was looking me up and down from knee from how my jeans looked on me, she squeezed her thighs and looked at taigen who was staring back at her already.

“Aye, stop looking at her she is going to be mine, bitches like her cannot resist me.” Taigen said while crossing his hands by giggling at how easy you are. However, Mizu was disgusted of how he talking about you , even though she barely knows anything about me to care.

I came back to table so happy about someone being grateful about my cooking. Taigen grabbed the plate from me and said thank you. Mizu was staring into my soul, I was confused but I sat down and looked at taigen finishing his second plate of curry chicken.

“Y/n, yo if I was your man bro I wouldn’t never disrespect how bad of cook you is” he said while staring at mizu then laughed at how fucked mizu looked.

“You wanna be my man? Well, you must want to take good care of me” I said while lovey dovey staring at him

“I take care of that ass of yours real good” he said while chewing. Mizu started to shake the table and ask to go where to bathroom. I told him that it is upstairs I got up and walked himself to the bathroom.

She stops mid way, it made me confused until she grabbed me and push closed the door in the bathroom.

“What the heck mizu” I was pushed against the wall and was held by my hands from mizu who showing no emotion to the situation of having me like this.

“You want to stay quiet or what, I know you want me all this time you fucking brat” she stare at my face who was resisting her touch.

“I need you so badly please..” you said while bringing your hands to her hands to guide her to you hips, she grabbed a chunk of your ass and lean in to kiss your lips that had lipstick onto them.

“You don’t know how much I have done to get to fuck you like this” she said holding onto me while locking eyes with me I stare back with her with a nervously smile.

She slip her hand in my jeans while standing up with spreading me out with her fingers, I grasp and moans “. fuckkk..mm mizu your fingers” I was literally dripping mess under her. Me and her touched heads while she fingered me at a quick pace while she laughing at me.

I screamed in my hand while she thrust her fingers in out of me out one last time. I wrap my hands around her neck to give her lips a peck, she snickered and kiss me back. We sat in comfortable silence till leaving the bathroom together.

Okay, this was very bad you guys can diss this onee !!

[mwagneto]

okay phew. my thoughts on watson episode 1. might put a readmore coz it'll probably get long. anyway um

so 💥 IN MY OPINION 💥 it was not good but it wasn't bad either it's the exact perfect mid i usually get with american episodic tv especially one trying to adapt something from england. not even a complaint btw i would've been shocked if it was good. i do think they needed a much stronger pilot but it was like... fine? like i had a good time with it overall and then sometimes i went HRHRGH WHAT. but anyway let's go category by category otherwise this'll be even more incoherent than it already is. so yeah cut incoming this is gonna be long as hell i was right

1) characters

watson: i elaborated on this topic in an earlier post but to sum it up, i think watson's personhood, by nature of being the pov character in the novels, revolves so strongly around holmes that it's an incredibly difficult task to define who he is without holmes, and especially to portray it. so far nothing this watson has said or done made me go "he wouldn't fucking say that" but at the same time nothing's made me go "he WOULD fucking say that" either. no actually him immediately jumping into a waterfall without any hesitation coz he saw holmes go in was extremely in character he would fucking do that. but like that just comes back to the whole issue of like, that's in character for him bc it's about holmes. but the rest? like who even is he? esp here where he can't even be defined by his position in his society or his era or his city because he's in modern day americatown instead of victorian england. so like overall i like the guy but as soon as the scene isn't about holmes he stops being watson and just becomes generic medical show leading man. i'm very curious to see if they can manage to make me feel like i really am watching dr john watson instead of just a random guy. but again outside of not really being watson i like him he seems fun

adam and stephens: i don't know why the showrunners would fuck themselves like this like why are you making your job so much harder by having 1 guy play 2 guys. edit ok apparently it's literally coz the showrunner wanted something challenging. well i hate it. also i don't think the twin thing works on any front it just makes me very uncomfortable to watch a guy trying his absolute hardest to pretend to be two separate people. it sucks. hopefully their plots will be interesting at least. calling it now there's gonna be a plot where they switch places

ingrid: i like her she's really hot imean interesting but her energy is so millenial i feel like she's gonna drop an umm that just happened! any second now. but that's not the character's or the actor's fault it's just a vibe i get

sasha: i had to look up her name on wikipedia icl but i only know the other people's names because every time a name was mentioned i rewound and paused and said OK THATS [insert name]. DONT FORGET. she just didnt get a proper namedrop ig. anyway i have 0 thoughts abt her other than her first line being about her accent which then proceeded to completely disappear in her 3rd line and then come and go as it pleased for the rest of the episode was really funny. the adoption thing is interesting tho let's see where they go with that

mary: mary-s (maries?) tend to be very strangely written bc every time they're included the writer wants to do a subversion of the generic irrelevant wife from the victorian era stories so she's usually a plot relevant badass which like. i don't think that's necessary. like you don't have to be doing all that. like i don't mind i'm usually neutral abt any given mary i just think it's annoying that they all default to that instead of doing literally anything interesting. so it's a relief that i actually like this mary coz even though she's still the usual plot relevant badass, it's not accompanied by her being watson's epic cool girlfriend she gets to be her own person. like as far as i can tell they're not gonna get back together #i ❤️ divorce. she's even bisexual!! sweep

shinwell: whyyyyy does he talk like that omg. please. also guy from the east end is a criminal duuuuude thats crazy however do they come up with these. sucks so bad. i'm gonna like him out of spite but he's such a bad character what are we doing

moriarty: what can i fucking say man. why is he here. also the acting was so bad??? like wh??? ???? why was it this bad. i guess you could blame the script but like, second takes exist yknow. you can do another one if the first take sucks. are you aware. anyway i hate it when moriarty is a big bad but we'll get into that in a later section... can't say much abt his character he was only in 1 scene. usually i'm a huge fan of colourblind casting but i don't get making him a poc if you're gonna make him the horrible evil mastermind but hey at least he's not a black woman killing orphans for money like in enola. still don't know why they did that. getting off topic anyway why did he also get hit with the yankify beam. does anyone remember england. sherlock holmes was there

2) the plot

the episode's plot: it was... fine? like it was stupid as hell but it's a medical drama so whatever. patient needs mouse bites to live. this vexes me. etc. i do think the whole today☝️ we're 🧑‍🤝‍🧑 NOT ❌ doctors ⚕️ we're 😎 detectives 🕵️ was kinda cringe but it's like the entire premise of the show so it's very much a megszoksz vagy megszöksz situation. how do you say that in english. my way or the highway. take it or leave it. you get what i mean

the overarching plot: i mean obviously this was one episode so i can't reflect on the entire thing but i CAN look at the setups and think about them. it's nice that a major part of this show seems to be watson coping with the absence of holmes. i think they should focus on it slightly more, like acd watson's life was essentially over and pointless post reichenbach and i don't think they fully emphasise the severity of that but we only have one episode so we'll see. i am very very annoyed that moriarty is a presence at all in this show and especially that they didn't even have enough faith either in the audience or their own material to wait a bit before revealing him. episode one bam he's there and he's immediately named. it sucks. we do not need him. hold my hand. look me in the eye. it's ok to write a holmes adaptation where moriarty doesn't keep coming back from the dead. it's ok to have a different villain. or just regular ass criminals that aren't masterminds. it's fine. it's ok. you can just have moran if you're desperate. in fact you SHOULD have moran we're literally post final problem pre empty house this is moran's main time in the spotlight. but whatever what's done is done. i just think what's done is dumb as hell

3) the technical stuff that reviewers love talking about to make themselves sound smarter

the dialogue: chief. it's not good. like it's not outstandingly bad but there were some lines that made me go 😬 and some of them are just. so bad. eugh. like i alluded to in ingrid's section, if a script feels like it could smoothly fit an mcu style quip without it feeling out of place, maybe reconsider the lines you're writing.

the lighting/colours: i actually really like this, i think it gives the show a very distinctive look. i do think it's weird how ambient all the lighting is in this hospital but it's a lot nicer than the horrible white and blue you'd normally get, plus as a serial surgery haver i would much prefer to have this to the inhumane buzzing leds. not to mention i'm eastern european so compared to our hospitals, this place is like a spaceship.

cinnamon topography: i just watched brilliant minds last week which had some of the most beautiful shots i have ever seen and easily the most beautiful shots i've ever seen in an episodic medical drama which is unfortunate for this show because it's also very competent in this field but my standards are all the way up. but yea overall the shots range from generic-good to pretty good so no complaints there. i really liked the shot of watson and mary talking with the garage pillar separating them, and the overhead shot of a board that says WE LIE in big red letters made me laugh really hard

4) miscellaneous

my cat just crawled into my lap while i was trying to spell meschallenios everyone shut up. ok she was there for an hour and then left so back to it

acd story references: i always think these are fun and very satisfying to clock, and by god there were a lot of them in just this one ep. my episode was like 240p so i couldn't really observe the background details (to be remedied once i get my paws on 1080p) but even then there was a ton of stuff to go duuude ��� at. the 1881 robot (year study in scarlet is set in) which was then immediately revealed to be called clyde (elementary turtle) was really funny like why are we referencemaxxing. like i mentioned in the john watson post, i hope they won't overly rely on them, but it was fun to pay a little extra attention to everything to see if there was a reference hidden anywhere

5) overall

my general faith in this is. very little. a lot of people have a lot of goodwill for this show, both because of elementary (which i haven't seen sorry) and because of morris chestnut (who i didn't know before this but i'm very much the kinda person who prefers to not even know the names of actors) but neither of those have any impact on my opinion or my trust in the show, nor do i think it should. even if elementary was my favourite show, i'd still expect watson to win me over just by itself. i'm also very worried about some comments the showrunner made, especially the one abt adler being holmes's lover (what?? 💀) none of which inspire confidence but again that's not part of the show either and if the show itself is good, i don't care what the showrunner thinks.

but is the show itself good? i mean, it's not bad and i never expected it to be good. i'm a huge fan of holmes adaptations and have seen way too many of them (pretty much every single one that's not unwatchably bad, and then some) so i'm always hyped when there's a new one. i don't hate this by any means, i'm glad it exists and it was a fun way to spend 2 hours watching something that's 40 minutes long and then an entire day writing a review of it.

like i said at the beginning of this unnecessarily long post, it's perfectly mid with some tentative swings in both positive and negative directions which is probably why i was able to write this much about it. if it was good i would've just said IT SLAPS YAYY YIPPIE and if it was bad i would've said "holy shit this is the worst thing i have ever seen" and that would've been it but instead here we are. hope you're glad you spent the past 7 hours reading this instead of war and peace. thank you for coming and hopefully my review of episode 2 will be a more managable size coz lowkey what the hell am i doing lol. goodbye

[colesluvr]

hey! i saw u were taking reqs and was very excited because the ninjago x reader fandom is so small and nobody weites for it that isn’t like 9😭

so i hope you wouldn’t mind writing lloyd garmadon x gn/fem reader who is a normal civilian who befriended him and they had an oblivious best friends to lovers trope headcanons or scenario? sorry if thats way too specific lmao

anyways have a good day, xoxo <3

The Boy Dressed In Green | Lloyd Garmadon x GN Reader

(Part One)

HI ANON!! tysm for requesting, I really hope this is somewhat of what you wanted. I decided to make this into two parts where in part two Lloyd will confess to Y/N. It's just there's so many words here already, I don't want to bored anybody half way, lmao. ENJOY READING! COMMENTS AN REBLOGS ARE DEEPLY APPRECIATED! 🫶

M/N = mothers name

F/N = fathers name

This wasn't like you at all.

Ok. That's a lie.

This is you.

The early morning sunlight shines though your closed window curtains, a line of light reflected itself on the floor. Soft snores escaped your lips as you were fast asleep on the bed in your small, roomy bedroom. Blankets and pillows were everywhere and your mouth was gaped open as you snored.

Very slowly your body turned to the side by the edge of the bed. You're fingers twitched as you slowly rolled off. A sudden force of adreniline forced you to wake up as you fell to the floor, a "AH!" escaped your lips as you stood up in a fighting position.

You blew your bang sout of your eyes as you tried to find your alarm clock. It was on your dresser beside your bed, but you know morning eyes?

You're more blinder then a drunk driver at night.

Your eyes soon met the alarm clock and you read the numbers. "6:45..." You whispered to yourself, rubbing your eyes until you paused to think.

"6: 45?!" You cried out, now fully awake as you climbed over your bed and rumaged through your dressers. You grabbed a basic t-shirt and a pair of denium jeans before throwing your top off and struggled to take your pants off as you were trying to take off and put on different clothes at the same time.

"MOOOM!"

Your mother smiled to herself hearing you scream her name from upstairs as she sat on the couch in the living room of your small apartment/house you managed to call home for 16 years.

"YOU TOLD ME YOU'LL WAKE ME UP IN TIME FOR SCHOOL!"

Your mum, M/N, placed her cup of coffee/tea/water on the coffee table and swtiched on the teleivision, scrolling through various of channels to choose.

You ran from your bedroom to the bathroom as your yelled at your mother, who still had a smile on her face as she replied over your cry as you fell to the floor, but quickly got up and ran around upstairs in a panicked state.

"You told me you'll be waking yourself today, hun."

"AND YOU BELEIVED ME?!"

Suddenly, your father stepped out of his bedroom he and your mum shared wearing his suit and tie with black dress pants, ready to drive to work. You were caught off guard by this and yelped as you almost ran into him, but he reacted quickly by lifting you off the ground and twirled around, placing your feet back on the ground as you ran back into the bathroom with your toothbrush in mouth and toothpaste in hand with a cup.

"Watch where your going, sweetheart. Almost made me mess up my beautiful tie work." He pouts, but chuckles hearing your muffled 'SORRY' from the other side of the door.

"My reflexes were so quick, I could be one of those 'Ninja's' you keep talking on and on about, Y/N." Your dad joked and laughed hearing your groan from the bathroom.

His wife's laughter caused him to look down the staircase to see M/N by the end of the railing looking up at her husband. "Believe me, F/N. If you were ever to become a Ninja you'll be in a hospital bed because someone threw your back out."

"It was that one time, M/N. And those kids were ruthless!" Your dad argued as your mum chuckled softly. You finally ran out of the bathroom with a new clothes on, brushed hair, and a pair of fresh clean teeth.

You pushed past your father as he walked down the stairs to give your mum a quick 'good morning' kiss on the lips before going to the kitchen.

You ran back into your room. Grabbed your backpack, stuffed it with your laptop, binders, notebooks, notes and your pencil case. You grabbed your phone charger and phone, running out of your room not even bothering to close the door, make your bed, or turn off your TV/lights.

You ran down the stairs, well more like slid down the railing, and ran into the kitchen to try and find some food. Meanwhile your father was waiting for the water to boil to make his morning coffee. "This is the 3rd time, Y/N." He teased as you grabbed some leftover pizza from the fridge and threw it microwave for 1 min. You bounced your leg as you replied and waited for the food.

"Yeah, I know. I asked mum to wake me up in time but apparently he believes me when I say I'll wake myself up. HAVE EITHER OF YOU MET ME?"

The beeping of the microwave didn't even have time to stop as you opened the door and grabbed the pizza. You kissed your dad on the cheek, and ran to your mum to kiss her cheek as you ran to the front,

With the pizza in your mouth you put on your shoes and unlocked the door. "Uh, hun. I could drive you if you'd like-" "Nope. To much traffic. I'll run. Love you both, cya later! MWAH!"

And in less then two seconds the door was closed and both your parents looked at eahc other. "What are we going to do with them." Your mum joked as your dad shrugged, pouring his water in his cup. "Listen to them when they say they'll wake themselves on time for school?"

M/N looked at her husband with an unamused face before going to wash her plate.

-

The summer breezed hits your face like a train as you raced the streets to get to school. Normally it takes you 15 mins to get to school on wheels, but on foot? Takes you 25 mins at the lastes. Maybe you should have taken your mum's offer driving you. School starts at 7 and it was 6: 58. Not really the best time to leave for school.

You were already out of breath when you made it to the main street of your neighborhood. You passed many other's walking and staring at you with confusion, but some didn't pay much attention.

Your backpack was barely on your shoulder, hell it was only supported on one as you ran. You had to keep pulling it back up as you ran.

The main street was long, so it took you around 10 min's to reach the end where the traffic lights were. The light was green so you had to wait in order to continue running to school. You jogged on the spot, ready to start running once more.

When the light turned red you started to run down the road. You reached the middle and that's when many things for you changed.

A noodle truck not to far down the road was driving at full speed. The only time you saw it was when a horn honked. You looked to the sound to see the truck race it way towards you, not planning on stopping for you.

You felt your stomach drop.

Your legs froze.

Why the fuck am I not moving?! You mentally swore to yourself as the truck got closer.

You felt like a deer in headlights.

Suddenly you heard a voice, possibly telling you to watch out but to you it was incoherent. You felt someone's arm wrap around your waist as you were dragged to the ground on the sidewalk.

It was all a blur. Who the heck- What just happened?

You watched as the truck drove off, two figures on the top of it that wore blue and red outfits, and then another vechile zoomed by leaving a dust trail. An aircraft flew above, following the run-a-way truck.

"Hey. Are you okay?"

You composed yourself long enough to look up at your savor. Your eyes made eye contact with green eyes. Bright, neon green eyes. The rest of the person's face was covered by a green mask.

Wait a second-

"Lloyd? Lloyd, are you there?" A voice was heard but it was only loud enough for the two to hear.

"Kai? Yeah, yeah. I'm here."

Kai? You thought as the boy dressed in green stood up.

"Are you alright?" He asked again, ignoring his teammates shouting over his com, and this time you answered hesitantly. "I-uh. Yeah, yeah. I'm good." You stood to your feet, wiping the dirt off your clothes. To th best of your ability.

"You're-You're the Green Ninja....I was just saved by the Green fucking Ninja!" You were astonhised. You'd never thought in forever you would meet your favorite Ninja of the team.

"Omg- I- This is not how I- I mean you just saved my life- I thought I would like meet you in a different way- I don't mean that in a weird way- I mean I don't know- I'm not weird- You're weird. Fuck-"

"Hey." The Ninja placed a hand on your shouler, and your eyes once again met his green eyes that stared deep into your's. "As long as your alright, I'm always glad to meet a fan."

You smiled to yourself, 'no fucking way this is actually happening right now' Your thoughts were interuppted by another voice. "Lloyd! We gotta split. Police are here to pick up the Mechanic and once again the Commisioner want's to congratulate us personally. I mean seriously, he does this all the tiem. I mean thank you for the praise, but I just want to go hooome. My feet are sore. I chased after a a truck going full speed, and I'm so tired I could just-"

"Don't worry, Jay. I'll be there in a sec'."

The Blue Ninja, which made you want to squeal your entire lungs out, groaned as he walked back to the Ninja group. The Green Ninja, Lloyd, looked back at you. "What's your name?" He smiled under the mask, but the way he sounded made you think he was smiling. "Y/N." You felt your stomach flutter with butterfiles as he pulled his hood down.

"Lloyd."

-

Ever since that day, you occasionally run into Lloyd every now and then during school lunches at after school. At first you found it out of the ordinary, but now you kinda got used to it. Of course there were some days where he isn't there but that never bothered you too much.

You've know Lloyd for 2 months now and your life has been getting secreter by the second. Your parents asked where you've been after school and why you come home later then usual but you just say you were studying with friends.....of course one of your friends being the legendary Green Ninja, but lets not go into any detail about who's friends with who.

It wasn't only your family questioning you, Lloyd had his own problems with the Ninja about you. They didn't know anything about you and because Lloyd's hanging out with you alot they're worried he'll get you hurt or himself hurt. Who know's what you will do to him, you could be a villain. Or worse, you could just be using him to get what you want.

No one can be for sure.

He told his friends you seem like a nice person, and if he catches you doing something sketchy he'll say something right away. Even Master Wu questioned Lloyd's actions but know's he knows what Lloyd is doing when making new friends.

You never actually met any of the other Ninja, other then hearing facts from your other friends who are fans of them, but Lloyd told you stories nobody but he knows about and it leaves you both laughing your asses off for days.

You never knew your savor's of Ninjago could be this funny, They all seem so focused and serious under their masks but once you take the mask off, it's like there entierly new people. Espicially Lloyd.

He was most childish of the group, matching Jay's energy, but you notice he's been acting more himself when he's around you. He talks more, laughs more, shares things with you. You liked it.

5 months now went by, and over the months you were finally able to meet the Ninja team. They grew closer to you over time, but it did take some time for them to fully earn your trust, But they still talked and asked how your day's been going.

Master Wu once time assumed you and Lloyd were both dating, causing you both to blush a deep shade of red and the others to snicker. He aplogized for the miscommunication and no body spoke of that again.

That was now weeks ago.

You and Lloyd have know each other for 8 months now, and have also gotten much closer.

Until one evening, when Lloyd and Kai had a chance to talk. At first it was a normal bro to bro conversation until it went quiet, and Lloyd was unsure if this was the great time to bring this up.

Kai noticed, and seriously couldn't help but know the deets. He knows it's about you and him, he can see it by the way Lloyd reacts when the others talk about you.

"How's Y/N been, Lloyd? Haven't seen them in a while." Cole asked and Lloyd began to stummer, "I-uh. They-They're okay. I-I saw them couple days ago, yeah, the seem fine." Lloyd replied and ran, causing Cole to ask the others if they know if something happened between Lloyd and you.

They all said they didn't know, but Kai had a gut feeling something deeper was going down then just 'something happened'. He's been in this situation with other people before, so he's pretty skilled with the 'relationship' slopes. Even if he does get rejected or does the rejecting.

"This is about Y/N, ain't it?" Kai whispered over to Lloyd as the Green Ninja fiddled with his thumbs while the TV was playing. Kai had a grin on his face as he ate his snack while Lloyd started to blush softly and stummer. "I-uh- Is-Is what about Y-Y/N?"

"This, dude!" Kai laughed, motioning Lloyd's actions. "You're nervousness, shyness, this 'blushyness?' and the way you act when people even mention their name!"

Lloyd blushed a deeper shade of red as he tired to his hismelf under his mask and the pillows on the couch. "Ah, younge love. WHo hasn't been through it before...besides Lloyd." Kai spoke aloud to nobody, but still it caused Lloyd to grumble as he pulled his knees to his chest.

"I just..I feel...more happy when I'm around them. I mean, of course you guys makes me happy, but Y/N just makes me feel...happy?" Lloyd paused to think before groaning in embarrassment, "GAH! This is too confusing!"

Kai sighed, putting his feet down from the table, turned the TV off, put his snack to the side and stood to his feet. He stood in front of Lloyd and stayed like that for a couple of seconds.

"What?" Lloyd muffled voice was heard from under his mask and Kai pulled him up, still sitting on the couch, and pulled his mask down.

"I'm about to teach you a few things about asking somebody to be with them!"

Lloyd stared at him with a confused look...Moments of silence went by and Kai spoke embarrassingly,

"Okay. Yeah, there was a better way to phrase that but you know what I mean. When we're done, you'll be The Master of Flirting instead of Of The Master of Energy-"

"Okay. Stop talking. This is embarrassing enough already, let's just get this over with." Lloyd's face showed annoyance but on the inside he was bouncing all over the place.

This will end horribly. Lloyd told himself as Kai followed him to the courtyard with his hands behind his head.

[hiraethblues]

Fourever You: My thoughts / problems with the show before it ends.

*Let me also preface this by saying I'm actually really enjoying it*

1. The lack of heat. And no I'm not just talking about nc scenes but the lack of passion? Want? Fire? Desire? Between the characters (this is mainly directed at HillTer because even though North was unsure of his feelings at first you can TELL that he WANTS Johan but Ter? What the hell is he up too? Cos i know Hill wants him, so why is he such a wet flannel?)

2. Easter. I enjoyed HillTer at the begining but why when Hill is doing his VERY best to make things hot does Ter come in like an ice bucket challenge and instantly kills the mood? Also we're towards the end and his character is starting to actively bug me now - feel like I've done a complete 180 since the begining and it's just cos the writing of this character and storyline is just not good at this point. It was messy to begin with and didn't really make sense but this is bl I can suspend disbelief but I draw the line at being madly in love with someone only to barely kiss them on the cheek and think thats ok? *EDIT - my annoyance with him is just in couple scenes w Hill, not when he's with friends*

3. All the girls are boying boying. Give the divas better styling. C'mon. you want me to believe that this queen wears that fugly watch? Nah.

4. Continuity. There are MULTIPLE scenes where you can tell they are cut together, and not in the oh I've watched this 1000x and so I can spot a hair out of place, no, this is clear as day aprons on the shoulder, then down the arms, then back to the shoulders, then down the arms.. Also the scene where the game was on in the background and it kept cutting between a few images when all they had to do was pause it on one image - no one would have batted an eye at that, instead we got a roladex of different images on what felt like a billboard between the characters during a relitively important scene and I couldnt take my eyes off computer screen. Like I know this is a show and is being acted but I don't want a constant reminder of that with poor continuity. 

5. The whole HillTer plot atp too.

This is just a minor gripe / want on my behalf:

You had an open goal during the concert scene where Hill and Ter were holding hands (boo) and Johan should have been giving North the most insane of back hugs, standing still, right there in front of everyone (like I felt a need for this scene in my bones so GIVE US A BACK HUG IN FINAL EP, C'MON!).

Things i LOVE (pls sir can I have more..)

1. How soft North looked with his wet hair and then sitting inbetween Johans legs?!? ughh

2. North sweetly leaning up to kiss Johan in bed.

3. The comedic value of North being so drunk that he basically smashed up Johan's whole house. Fun.

4. Hill in the towel. tyvm.

5. The friendships.

[theywantedplayer]

“I've been in love with you for years!” prompt with auston matthews please !!!!

 

MasterList

PromptList

another failed date is what you just went on and the only reason you went on it in the first place was to get over Auston. You’ve been in love with him for years. U2 ended up living together since you were still in university, you didn’t wanna move in at first, but you knew it wasn’t going to be a good idea because of your crush on him. But you couldn’t pay for your apartment and university so you gave in

I don’t think you were excited for the date. He was nice and he was a gentleman and you really thought you could go past the first date but apparently he didn’t feel the same time. In his words, I’m just not feeling it so you went home with your shoes off and got the attention of Auston, who is still in the same place sitting on the couch.

I’m not feeling it was what you said to him standing in front of him, hands on your hips

“Huh?”

“ that’s what he said “I’m not feeling it” who the fuck says it like that!” you ranted

“so I take it it wasn’t good” he asked pausing the TV

“ yeah, no shit it was Aust…… I liked him” you continued “he clearly didn’t feel the same way like every other fucking guy” you said, defeated, walking towards your bedroom

“hey come on don’t say that” Auston tried as he got up to follow you, but you stopped in your bedroom door way

“these dates are pointless anyways” you shrug, turning into your room, Auston hot behind you 

“I’ve come to learn that men aren’t attracted to me” 

“ok stop that” Auston told grabbing your arm and spinning you around

You love how close he was in the hated that you loved it

“ you need to get it out of your damn head that men don’t find you attractive, because we both know that’s not true” he argued “ after every damn date you pick yourself a part and you shouldn’t,fuck y/n there is nothing fucking wrong with you. These guys are just fucking stupid”

Auston was mad, you could tell from the way his chest heaved as he breathed, and how he ran his hands through his hair. You were mad, the man you’ve been in love with saying all of this to you when you knew he didn’t feel the same way piss you off.

“ why do you even fucking care” you snap back at him

“cause I’m fucking in love with you I’ve been in love with you for years” he yelled  Auston couldn’t believe what he was saying. He’s been holding in his feelings for years, and they finally got the better of him

“ I hate seeing you get all dressed up for the stupid guys, guys that should be me. You say that guys don’t find you attractive but I’m crazy about you. I love everything about you since the day that I met you!!” When he finished speaking, he took a deep breath

There was silence between both of you, and Austin was praying that you would say something to him. He couldn’t bear the silence after he just confessed his love to you.

“Fuck y/n please say something”

You didn't know what to say, but at the same time you've always practiced what you’d say but know thats its right here in front of you, you froze. Auston’s heart dropped at the sight of you just staring at him and not saying what he needed you to say. He took a couple step’s back running his hands over his face

“Fuck” he groaned he knew he fucked up, “Fuck y/n im so sorry, I should have just kept my mouth shut” When he turned back to you, he felt like he wanted to cry.

“You love me?” you spoke quietly, staring at him in dissalef 

“Of course I do” he answered 

You took a couple steps forward so you were now right in front of him, You stared at him before you spoke

“I-i Love you too” You whispered 

Auston responded by smashing his lips into your’s, his hand pressing up the back of your neck and running through your hair and the other pressing you against him from your lower back. You gripped Auston’s hair. Auston groaned into the kiss, it was passion, you gasped when you felt him slightly pull on your hair giving him a chance to slip his tongue into the kiss. 

When you two pulled away you were out of breath, you both were smiling brightly at each other. Years of waiting finally paid off. Auston pulled you close, resting his chin on top of your head.

“You love me” you smiled

Auston looked down at you smiling “I do love you” he said kissing you softly 

[hcaeh]

mew ^3^

chap.vii | seventeen. [ wc 1.2k ]

cws for this chapter : a bit of angst , thats it ^_^

it’s 12:00, you’re in the car with mark driving to kittymew to start your first day. “yn, don’t be too nervous, ok?” he says, looking over to you with a soft look. you look back at him, eyes meeting each other you smile slightly. “i know, i’m not nervous i’m just..” you pause, not knowing how to phrase how you’re feeling. you know you’re nervous, but you’d rather not admit to that. “it’s okay yn, just take it one day at a time. i think it’d be good for you to do something and get your life together.” he’s right. your life has been downhill ever since your last relationship. its weird to you how you feel this way about jaemin seeing as you haven’t even spoken to a man in a romantic way in 4 years.

the rest of the ride is silent, mark knew your situation more than anyone. he was your best friend, you trusted him with everything and anything. he shot glances over at you to make sure you were holding up fine. in what seems like no time you arrive to your new work place. you take a deep breath in, trying to keep yourself together. mark grabs your hand, rubbing it was his thumb. “you’ll be fine. call me or anyone if you need anything.” he says reassuring you. you smile and him and squeeze his hand back before opening the car door and getting out.

you wave goodbye to him walking dreadfully slowly to behind the cafe where the staff entrance was. you placed your hand on the doorknob, holding it there. why were you regretting this so much? you stood there, hand on the knob wondering if you should open it or just run to catch up to marks car. when you were about to decide a voice came up behind you, “what’re you doing?” the voice said. you jumped slightly and turned to see jeno. “oh, um..nothing. i was just about to go in.” a playful smile forms on his face, “seems like you were just standing there.” you roll your eyes in response to his teasing.

“well, maybe..that doesn’t matter. let’s just go in.” he nods and follows behind you as you open the door and enter. chenle hears the door and turns around, he’s already in his uniform and apron on. “oh thank god, i thought you two weren’t showing up.” he said with a sense of relief in his voice. you shook your head, “nono, my ride was just running late.” jeno nods, “mine too.” chenle glances at jeno with a confused look, jeno just smiles. “well you’re here so, go get ready and come to the front. our first visit is at 12:40.” you both nod and go back to the locker room where your aprons and name tags were.

you grabbed your things and followed behind jeno to get everything put on. you noticed him looking at you from time to time, “what?” you ask finally having enough of his staring. “do i have something on my face?” you say rubbing your cheek. he raises his eyebrow, “what? no.” you smile teasingly, “then why are you looking at me?” you respond tying your apron around your waist. he scoffs and shakes his head, “not staring, just..” he pauses and tries to find a word. before he can you cut him off, “by the way, do you happen to know chenle?” jeno tilts his head in confusion.

“obviously?..i know him just like you do.” he says, “or do you know him better than that?” you ask. he just stares at you with a puzzled look, “forget it. ignore the question, let’s just get going and get today over with.” he nods, following you out of the locker room and back to the front. chenle greets the two of you and lays out the plan for today. you were on counter duty, basically checking people in. it wasn’t too hard, you hope. the first reservation wasn’t for another ten minutes so you make short conversation with jeno and chenle until then. you hear the door chime ring and turn to greet the people who walked in.

your face turns white, you feel like you’ve been hit with the cold. you feel freezing, scared, and in disbelief. “yn? no way!” the man exclaims as he locks eyes with you. out of all the people in the world, yuta nakamoto and his new girlfriend. you can’t even respond, your whole body feels like it’s going numb. all of the past memories, hardships, everything floods back to you. your thoughts run wild, he can take his new girlfriend to a cat cafe (that you just happen to work at) but could never take you when you were together? chenle noticed you not speaking, and your pale tone. “yn? are you ok?” he asks, tapping you, then looking at yuta and the girl who were standing in front of the counter. “do you know him?”

you look towards chenle, to yuta, to the girl, then to the door, then back to the ground. what do you even do in this situation? “oh yeah! me and yn go way back, it’s great to see her again.” yuta says, a snarky tone to his voice. he knew just how to get under your skin. jeno noticed what was happening at the front and immediately read your body language. the feeling of being uncomfortable instantly radiated to him. he quickly walks behind the counter and grabs your arm. jeno whispers something into chenle’s ear that you couldn’t quite catch as your ears were ringing with yuta’s voice lingering. jeno then leads you towards the back, leaving chenle, yuta and the girl there. you can’t help but feel bad that on your first day you were already causing problems. but was this really your fault?

jeno sits you down and rubs your arms kneeling in front of you, “hey, what’s going on? who’s that guy?” you look down at him, you don’t want to show your weakness to a guy you don’t even know. “he’s my ex. i’m really sorry i froze out there, i don’t mean to cause trouble.” you say, slightly embarrassed from this entire situation. “don’t worry about it, i know what it’s like to see an ex lover suddenly.” he says, standing up and then sitting next to you. “i already gave chenle a heads up that you’d be here for a while. if you need to leave because you feel uncomfortable, i can text jaemin and have him pick you up.” your heart sinks again, jaemin? why him? it didn’t sink in a bad way but, you felt odd. you’ve just seen your ex, there’s no way you could be even able to see the guy you’re eyeing. “it’s okay, i’ll have my friend pick me up. he’s near town anyways, thank you though.” jeno nods and helps you gather your things and walks you out to the side. “if you need to talk, you have my number. good luck today.” he says before leaving back inside.

you stand there, phone in hand, trembling while texting mark to pick you up. how could you have possibly fucked up THIS bad on your first day.

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