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vioartemis · 11 months ago

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Friends? (Part 4)

(Wednesday Addams x fem! reader)

Summary: After your encounter with your mother, you go back to your time, and to your girlfriend Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 Warnings: none (?) a/n: this might be the last partttt (English isn't my first language, I'm sorry if there are mistakes or if something doesn't make sense TvT)

When you opened your eyes again, you were back in your room, in your girlfriend’s arms. She was awake already but seemed lost in thoughts. You tilted your head up and kissed her jaw softly, letting her know you were awake too.

She looked down to you and pressed her lips on your forehead.

“Good morning”

“Wends, you’ll never guess what I saw!” you started, so excited to tell her about your mom

“What did you see, cara mia?”

You both repositioned yourselves on your bed in a more comfortable position to talk.

Your eyes were shining the whole time you talked. You looked so happy to finally know who your mother was…

“And you? Did you see anything?” you asked your girlfriend, a bright smile still on your face

Wednesday’s eyes scanned your face for a split second, as if she was taking in your features and traits. Again, she seemed lost in thoughts.

She woke up in a room, in Nevermore, but it was certainly not yours. The decoration had changed, and you were nowhere to be found. The raven frowned, confused. You were in her arms just moments ago, you couldn’t have disappeared like that.

She took a moment to examine the room with attention to try to understand what was going on. The decoration was quite pleasant to her; she could’ve decorated her room like that. But it was clearly not her room.

She was about to look at a picture on a shelf when the door burst opened. Surprised by the unusual discretion of the person, Wednesday jumped slightly, and took out the knife she always had in her pocket. A knife you had gifted her on one of your dates after hers broke.

The other person didn’t seem to have noticed her yet. It was a girl, who was looking for something into a drawer.

The raven took a few steps closer, silently, but the other girl seemed to hear it because she quickly turned around. Out of reflex, Wednesday’s knife found its place close to the other’s throat.

Surprisingly, the girl had a knife as well and it was also close to the raven’s throat. That was very unusual now.

“Who are you?” the girl asked

“I was about to ask you the same thing.” Wednesday replied, unimpressed

“I asked first! You have to answer first, that’s the rules”

Wednesday held back a little smile. It was totally the kind of thing you could say.

“My knife is closer to your throat.” she simply said

The girl looked at the knife, and it was clearly closer to her. She rolled her eyes and mumbled:

“I knew I had to practice more” she then looked back at Wednesday “Truce? We put the knives aside and then we can talk?”

The raven considered the suggestion for a second, before giving her a slight nod. They both put their weapons down at the same time but stayed alert.

“So?” Wednesday said again, becoming impatient

“Yes, sorry. I’m Lilith”

“Do you have a last name?”

“Addams. With two D’s” the girl declared as if people made the mistake very often

The raven was surprised, to say the least.

“Does Fester have a child he never told us about?” she asked, raising an eyebrow

“What? Why are you- How do you know- What is happening?”

“I didn’t know there was another Addams in Nevermore…” Wednesday mumbled to herself

“‘Another’? What do you mean?”

“I’m Wednesday Addams.” she simply replied

Lilith’s eyes widen at her words, and her mouth formed a perfect O.

“That’s why you look so familiar! But- how- I mean-”

She didn’t have the time to finish her sentence and got cut off by the door opening again. Wednesday’s eyes shifted to the person who opened it. It was an older version of you in her mid 30’s.

“Honey, is everything okay? You’ve been gone for a long time, we-” Wednesday’s gaze met ‘yours’ “Wednesday…? What the-”

You turned to Lilith, confused, then back to Wednesday.

“What is happening here?”

“I don’t know! I just wanted to show you the snowball, and then she was in my room! I swear mom, I-”

“Mom?” Wednesday repeated with wide eyes

You ran a hand through your hair, biting your bottom lip, trying to figure out what to do. Wednesday noticed a ring on your left ring finger.

“Lilith, baby, can you find your mother and tell her she needs to come right now?” you finally said

The girl looked at you, then nodded before going out of the room, not without a last glance towards Wednesday.

“Okay um… Hi? I guess?” you said awkwardly “Do you know how you got here, maybe?”

“… Y/n?” was all that the raven managed to say

You smiled at the sound of your name.

“Yes, it’s me. I take it as I didn’t age badly” you chuckle softly

“Oh, you clearly didn’t…” she looked you up and down “I have… no idea how I got here.” she then admitted

“What do you remember? Anything in particular?”

“We found a ritual in Goody’s spellbook but it didn’t work. And then we went to bed. That’s all.”

“The… the ritual? Oh god… Oh god…!” Your surprised expression soon turned into an offended one “So you didn’t wake up yet? I didn’t tell you anything about what I saw yet?”

The raven shook her head.

“Oh my god…” you put your hands on your hips

She was about to say something when the door opened again, revealing an older version of herself this time.

“Cara mia? What’s wrong? Lilith told me-”

“Wednesday Friday Addams!” you said, not letting her any more time, your index poking at her chest “I can’t believe you didn’t tell me!”

Confusion was visible on her face. Then she looked over to her younger self, and her expression changed to an amused one.

“Oh, so it’s today?”

“Don’t dodge the subject! You told me you saw nothing!”

“Sorry my love, I did not want to risk our future”

You rolled your eyes but had a little smile on your face.

“You were scared I wouldn’t marry you if you told me? I would’ve married you even if you had a third arm or something”

Her expression softened a bit more, and she kissed you softly.

“Let’s talk about that later, okay?” then she turned to her younger self “you have the answer you wanted, don’t you?”

“No. I didn’t see anything.” she gave you one of those smiles only you got to see “But it’s normal as I didn’t have any question.”

“Oh, right, sure” you said with a light chuckle, before your gaze fell on your alarm clock “Oh, shit! We need to go to class!”

You quickly got out of bed and ran to your bathroom to get ready.

Wednesday watched you from the bed, halfway between amused and exasperation, looking at the date on your phone: ‘Sunday 12 May’.

I am going to marry an idiot… My idiot.

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chuuyanaurkahara · 2 years ago

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kaywritesthings · 8 years ago

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Beauty and the catfish.

Noah (Lucas) knew he was absolutly obessessed with Remy. He followed him and tried to tallk to him on his own profile. Remy would never talk back to him. He could see that Remy surrounded himself with beautiful people like him. Noah hated doing what he was doing. Using his best friend mason's photo and making a profile just to talk to Remy. Mason was good looking. He was here now in his boheime poncho and made from organic material pants, smoking a bong with his mom in the middle of the loving room. Pillows laid the floor like an egyptian type lay out. Above them on the wall a large star of david to remind them where they came from. He cracked a window and sat down on a pilloew.https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/1d/dd/8b...

Noah (Lucas): Noah asked softly. "Can I use your photo to talk to a guy?" Mason shrugged. "Mah gawd, yeah.. you be free. You use whatever you need.." He was high. It was obvious. His mom's eyes on his best friend. He knew they sometimes low key hooked up, also not so low key adn that's why sometimes Noah drank.. sometimes.He had Remy on his back ground. "Ph yeah, that one dude. with the big lips.. " His mom laughed. "Yeah, the one he jerks off too. I had to wash your sheets twice!" Noah wished his mom was less cool. "Guys, stop." He took a deep breath before sending Remy a message. Remy had just took a photo of his drink. He knew he was online. Wht should he say? He had no idea wha tto say. "What should I say?" He asked. Mason shrugged. "sup bro.. " His mom laughed. "Say.. thank you for giving me something to jerk off to." Noah threw his pillow at his mom. MOM. He sighed. He tapped his finger and then sent a private message. "What ingredients are in that drink you made?" He sent it. He screamed. "I ASKED HIM WHAT INGRIEDENTS ARE IN HIS DRINK." They both laughed.Mason took the computer.

Remy: Remy knew that being on his social media was as of nearly as much import as going in to run the club itself, but sometimes, he would spend so many hours scrolling through facebook and instagram and it would just be the same. Fawning people and yes men, and people throwing themselves at him in the comments with just because he was attractive and had a lot of money. For the first couple of years, Remy had enjoyed the attention. He still did to some degree, but honestly it was getting boring. He'd meet some guy, and he'd be nice and they'd have fun, but there was never anything deeper. Nothing worth exploring other than men that knew he could offer them a certian lifestyle. And he did want something more. Maybe not forever, but at least something that would last more than a couple weeks. He didn't know if he wanted love, per say, but he definitely wanted more than one night stands. He hadn't had more than that in ages. Remy sighed and sat down, closing the instagram on his tablet and opening up his dating app, scrolling for any new hits. He'd been more covert on this, still using a photo but an older one, indirectly him, and talked vaguely about his job on it. There didn't seem to be any new hits yet tonight though, so Remy sighed and wondered if he should try something else. His phone buzzed and he saw a new notification on his phone and let out a small laugh. That was new. No one had asked him anything like that before. He went back over. He smiled at it and wrinkled his nose before answering. "It's a new one for the bar I'm tryhing out. Tequila, Aperol, grapefrut with some sugar and a citrus peel." "It's not bad."

Noah (Lucas): 'HE REPLIED!" Mason yelled out. "He told you what's in it." Noah looked at the comment. It was his first comment. "Sounds like my kind of drink." He said as he poked a hole in his forth capri sun and sipped anxiously on the straw. He usually had nerdy drinks at his bar he always wen to the. The 80s them bar where he would order the force. He couldnt believe Remy was talking to him, but then agai he hid behind Mason's perfect face. "Do you often try to make new drins? That sort of makes you an alcholic chef? " Mason lifted a brow at that. "What's an alcholic chef/" He whispered. "Like Ramsay.. he could be like.. making masterpieces but with drinks. shut up." He stuck his tongue at Mason. "Wait, he's typing... look!" His mom came over and looked over his shoulder. "He's cuteeeee.. I like that one. Where he has those cute little dog ears. " Noah nodded. "Yeah, it's a filter on snap chat." He bit his lower lip as he waited for him to reply back

Remy: Remy didn't usually do many private conversations on this platform, but it was definitely interesting that it was someone that was asking actual questions and wasn't going right to telling him how hot he was or propositioning him. He clicked over to the profile and looked the photo over in interest. He looked hot and compact, and Remy smiled a little to himself as he added the user as a friend. Lucas. He clicked back when he had a reply. "I don't make them usually. My bar staff does and I try them out to see if they're worth trying to sell." He pursed his lips for a second, wanting to add more but not sure what to say exactly yet. "Maybe you can try one the next time you come by the bar. Which I'm assuming you do. Or you should."

Noah (Lucas): "I don't know where your bar is. I don't get to get out that much. Don't be jealous but.."He snapped a photo of his capri sun and sent it. "I mean you can't beat the fresh high frutose sugar of this drink. AmIright??" He snorted. Mason and his mom left to go out to get nachoes since everyone had the munchies. Noah was just fat and loved nachoes, he didnt have the high reason. He looked at Mason's photo, jealous how he could eat naches and it just disappear. It probably turned into abs on him. He saw him add him as a friend and was surprised. He started to add more photos of Mason.. mostly the selfies he took. He was always sending Noah selfies just because he loved taking photos of himself.

Remy: For some reason, Remy found that all the more intriguing. Most everyone who struck up a conversation had been to his bar, thats whoe they knew him. "You don't know my club? Then what has brought you to me? A love of artistically framed photographs of cocktails?" he replied and then let out a soft laugh a second later when he saw the capri sun photo. "Ah, but did you add alcohol to it?"

Noah (Lucas): "I am sure there is more to you than bar talk. " He laughed. "No, just adding nachoes to it in a bit." He was shocked Remy was still talking to him. "I was lost on this site, saw you and thought I would check what you are all about." Was that cool? Did he saya cool thing? He smiled feeling like he did. He went to get a shot to add more coolness to his talk. He took a second one just to add more wow to his suave conversation. He sat back down. "If you want to tal kabout bars, we can talk about bars. My favorite bar is called max. It's full of video games and lesbians. Safe place for someone like me."

Remy: Remy was a little nonplussed at the response he got and went to go refresh his drink before he responded. He wasn't quite sure what the guy was after yet, and honestly after one or two messages, most guys were asking him to meet up somewhere. This didn't quite feel like that so Remy felt a little out of his depth. "So does that mean you're a lesbian or a gamer?" He replied when he got a new drink, smiling around his straw. "If you are a lesbian, I must tell you, your profile picture is very misleading. And just about every other selfie. The topless ones especially."

Noah (Lucas): laughed out loud. Remy was witty. He liked that. "I am a gamer. I know this might turn you on but I was a level70 war lock on WOW." He snorted. He probablu should be cooler. Mason would never have the patience to sit through WOW. "You like what you see in my profile? What do you think? Could I be a merman? I am asking for a friend." He saw his mom and his best friend come in with naches from taco bell. He grabbed his tray of nachoes and chewed on them thoughfully. "He's talking to me!" He told them. "Good, see.. pretty boy likes you." He sighed. "He likes.. the idea of me." He half smiled,but htis was harmless. It was nice to have him acknowledge him. "Are you at your bar?"

Remy: "So first a lesbian, and now a merman?" Remy replied, chuckling a little. "I have no idea what any of those words about video games were. I'm a model and a club owner, if it's not fashion or dance music I don't know it." He flipped through a few more pictures. "I can say for sure that you're hot, even if I would guess...on the short side?" He teased. "I'm at home now, but I'm going in soon. It's a bubble party tonight, you should stop by."

Noah (Lucas): "The best things come in small packages." He didn't mean his dick.He hoped he got th reference. "I'm fun size." He and Mason were about the same height. "Maybe I will stop by. I dunno. I got quiet the schedule." He left it at that. He ate a taco that was passed his way. He wanted to say more, but knew the less he said, probably the better. He knew not of fashipon outside hot topic shirts and hippy type pants. Jumper pants. "Are you checking me out? Seems like yuo like what you see? " He asked. Maybe that was a bit forward. First he brought up a small package to this.. he was on a roll that would most likely end the conversation

Remy: Remy was surprised at how much he wanted Lucas to show up at the club that night, and felt a little let down that he wasn't all for it right away. But that again was just more intriguing. Most guys would be all over it by now. "With your capri sun and nachoes, right?" he replied. "Sounds like a full night. You know, if you came I could get you a real drink and nachoes on the house.." He thought a moment before adding more. "I think you're hot and interesting enough to hold my attention. Are you going to break my heart and tell me you really are a lesbian? Or worse, straight?"

Noah (Lucas): "Or worst. Bi.." He laughed out loud. Mason and his mom looked at him."Nothing." He shook his head. "You're hot and interesting too. " He typed. "It's a busy night of hookah and nachoes and me time. I love me time. Plus, my hair needs a lot of gel. I dont have the energy to tame the beast." He sent a XD emoji. "you want my number? Is that too forward? I dont get out often.. for social accepting cues."

Remy: "I can deal with bi, I'm prettier than most girls," Remy replied, chuckling as he did. "I have a hard time believing you don't get out often, cute as you are." He sighed. "So there's no way I can convince you to come tonight? I suppose you can have my number. If anything changes."

Noah (Lucas): "Crowds and people. Not my thing." He said probably sounding like a downer. He sighed. "I mean not my thing tonight. Remember bad hair? " He laughed and waited. He blushed when he said he was cute, but knew he meant mason. Mason was cute. But mason was straight. "My number is -insert number- have a good time. "

Remy: Remy pursed his lips, frowning a little. "And here they are, my thing. I'm starting to get a Romeo and Juliet vibe here. But here's my number," he said and added it. "I don't think you can have bad hair, honestly. Curly hair is sort of my thing ;)"

Noah (Lucas): "wait, who is romeo, who is juliet? " He sent in message. "Gotta go. Super busy being one with the stars and my hookah tube. 🙂 Have fun around the drunk snow flakes." He teased. He waited for a moment beore turning of fhte computer to seem interesting.

Remy: Remy was about to add a reply, but then the little icon told him that Lucas was offline. Remy let out a soft huff of breath, annoyed and a little impressed that someone could get to him that fast. He thought a moment and then typed Lucas's number into his phone. "I'm Juliet, of course," he texted. "I'm going to wait in my castle looking pretty for you to come to my balcony and romance me."

Noah (Lucas): Was shocked that Remy. This high profile internet celebrity was in his phone book. People would kill to have this number. He put his name as Juliet. His little secret. "Romeo? I am too young to die. we will have to be the AU version where we live a long life and retire in italy on a boat." He smiled. "I will romance you with cheap wine and mundane hashtagpoetry in hamilton rap fashion."

Remy: Remy was glad he got a text back so quickly since Lucas had put such an end to their conversation by going offline. "France. I want to go to the south of France. I'm French you know. Can't stand the Italians," he teased. "Try me. Your most mundane hash tag poetry."

Noah (Lucas): "Italian food is so good though?" He texted. "French people eat like thick rice pudding and cooked snails.." He teased. "Although. I do imagine I like the french style of kissing. " He teased. "You cant handle my hashtag poems. You'll fall in love with me and i dont have time for that." He teased. "Do you like america?"

Remy: "Are you insulting my people now?" Remy replied, laughing and shaking his head at the text he got back. He couldn't remember being this amused by some random texting before. "If you want my French kissing, you have to take my French food too. America is fine though. You do have quite a lot of fun here."

Noah (Lucas): "French bread seems good? You guys did give us a hunk of metal in nyc a long time ago. Moana lisa is cool?" He texted. He blushed at the french kissing. "You sure have nice lips. I cant decided if they would be good for kissing, or really useful in a marshmellow eating contest." He was getting Remy to reply back soon. He wondered slightly if he was getting cat fished? It would be what he deserved. He flipped over to his realface account. He had his nerd friends wanting to go onlein to play an online game. He got his head set and set up his cahracter, but had the phone out to text. Mason and his mom were having fun with their drugs and talking loudly about universal music.

Remy: "Hunk of metal," Remy replied laughing. "You Americans, so disrespectful." He was smiling though, and nearly missed his Uber to take him out to the club. His usual driver looked at him oddly as he got into the car, since he wasn't usually this kind of happy. He felt a soft shiver at the thought of kissing, already wishing they were. If only Lucas would come out... "Better for kissing, but I'll let you be the judge. If I can get you to come out so I can buy you a drink."

Noah (Lucas): really did want to come out. He wish he could. If only he was Mason. Or Lucas. "Busy. Stopbeing so clingy." He teased. He sent a 😉 emoji to show he was playing. He got online and set up his character, but he wasnt interested in playing like he was to talk to Remy. He ended up telling his guild of friends he was tired. He logged off before they started to protest. He went over to his mom and Mason and laid on his pillows. He took a couple hits of hookah and prayed that he didnt get a random drug test soon.

Remy: Remy laughed at that next text though he did feel a little stung. Why didn't he want to come out? Was this what playing hard to get was? Remy had done it to people before, it was just weird when it was happening to him. "O Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou," he texted eventually, and then an emoji of a broken heart. "Well I'm working Romeo, text me if you change your mind."

Noah (Lucas): pouted. He wanted to come out. He wouldnt look like he should. He sighed and stood up. He got dressed into the only nice button up shirt he owned. It was for mass.. and nights out. He puton jeans and had uber pick him up. It was far away so it would cost 70 something dollars, but it would be worth it.MAson said he could go, but that would be too weird. He went to the club and sat in the darkeest booth he could find. "Romeo has bad hair and is gonna be MIA. Good night, juliet. Try not to fall in love with Parris tonight." He put his phone away and watched the bar for hi. He saw him and was shocked. He was even more gorgeous in person. He saw him look at his phone and smiled. He actually smiled, but then again. He could have a million people texting him. He always had 200 likes instantly on every post.

Remy: Remy got a little busy when he first got into the club, like always, making sure everything was set for the night. And the bubble machines had been out of order when he got in so there had been a ltitle bit of a drama trying to get them all set. When he got to look at his phone again, right after he'd opened the doors to the club, he saw anoter text. "Good night Romeo. Parting is such sweet sorrow, yadda yadda," he texted and then sighed. He tried not to, but he found himself watching everyone coming in, but Lucas wasn't among him. And someone didn't show up for their bartending shift, so Remy ended up behind the bar, mixing drinks for the guests.

Noah (Lucas): watched him for a couple of hours. He was probably creepy. He didn't send him another text. He read about trying to play it cool. It wouldnt be cool to write more than that tonight. He was shocked when a drink came his way. "Guy at the bar." The waitress said. "Oh." He looked at the guy. It was a mildly attractive guy in his 40s. He was hoping for someone a bit younger. He knew he had no right to be choosy. He never got a drink before. It was that drink from the picture earlier. He took a photo of it. He mouthed thank you to the man. He hoped it wasnt laced, but it aws made by him. It was the closest he would get to Remy. And the drink was beautifully mixed.

Remy: Remy kept busy at the bar, and the party seemed to be a success because the flow of customers didn't calm down once the whole night. He didn't even mind working the bar, though he was usually runing around with the VIP guests, up in their booths. But he didn't mind just being the one to bring him drinks either. As the night started to wind down, Remy started to move through the crowds and pick up drinks. He stopped at one table, and smiled at the curly headed man sitting there, leaning down to talk to him and touching his shoulder gently. "Hey, are you done with that drink? Or would you like another?"

Noah (Lucas): "Done." He said. He couldnt believe Remy was talking to him.He hid his eyes and looked down. "Thank you. It was good. You have talent." He tried to disguise his voice, and wasnt sure why. He acted like he was suddenly very busy in a text. He would scoot out of the bar as soon as he went away. Please go away. Please dont look at me. He felt like some weird modern version of the phantom of the opera.

Remy: Remy picked up the glass and put it on his tray and let oout a soft laugh. "Thanks," he said and started to move away, but then turned back and cocked his head. "Are you sure you don't want another drink? Come up to the bar or something. Unless you're waiting for a date?"

Noah (Lucas): "I'm fine. Thank you." He said. He got out of the barstool. He sounded so rude, but he was anxious. Why did he come here? What was he trying to do? When Remy had his back turned. He slid out of the booth and ran towards the bathroom to hide for a moment. He sent a text to mason. "come get me. This was a bad idea."

Remy: Remy shrugged a little and nodded. "Okay," he said, wondering what that guy's deal was. Remy shook it off and went back to the bar to dump the dishes. And when he came back behind the bar and looked out, the guy was gone. "Werid," he said under his breath, and shook his head, turning to take another order.

Noah (Lucas): looked out of the bathroom. He felt the drink kick in. Dammit. Also they were starting to do karaoke, and he loved that too. And bubbles. Mason said he was sending his sister becasue she wasnt high and drunk. That was fine, he enjoyed his sister. He did want to see how Remy would react. He went to get a napkin and a bag of marshmellows from wal greens across the street. He snuck up to the bar and put the marshmellows on the bar with a note. "For you, my dearest maiden... love romeo." He ran away and hid in a group of dancing people as he waited for his reaction

Remy: Remy didn't even have to look at the clock to know it was getting later. He could just tell by how sloppy the people were getting at the bar. There was one couple making out a little on his counter, and he very politely shooed them towards the dance floor, chuckling and shaking his head. He took a few people's keys too, telling them that he'd make sure they had an Uber home later. He got busy with one customer, and when he turned back around he saw something there by the bar. He reached for it and let out a laugh when he saw it was a bag of marshemllows. He read the note and felt something in his chest swell and he looked around. He couldn't see him and told the other bartender he was going on break and started weaving through the crowd, looking for him, his heart beating hard in his chest.

Noah (Lucas): was dancing wildly with some people and laughing. Then the crowd partied and phones came out to get drive by selfies with remy. "Take a photo with me!" One girl shouted. She super l-o-v-e Remy. uh oh! He turned and started to push people to go behind him to hid him. He made slight eye contact with Remy. That was dumb. Stupid Your joke went too far and Remy was looking for a hot filipeno teen. Wait, that's right. He was looking for Mason. Not him. He still was nervous as he slid his back against the wall towards the exit and started to wall walk sidewise to the exit. "Oh my god, HARRY STYLES." He yelled, people ran towards his voice. He got a heard of peopel big enough to slid outside and run right into mason. "Let's go!" He shouted. Mason frowned."But.. i.." He grabbed mason's hand and ran towards the cab. He got in. Mason turned to see Remy and waved before being pulled into the cab. "HIT IT!" He yelled as the cab drove on

Noah (Lucas): (OHOOPS WAIT)

Noah (Lucas): They got into his SISTER CAR, not the taxi. Mason came for the ride.

emy: Remy kept looking around and tried to deflect other people that wanted to talk to him, but no matter how deeply into the crowd he got, he couldn't find Lucas. He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair and turned. When he did, he caught the eye of the guy he'd seen earlier and gave him a small smile, glad he was out having fun on the dance floor at least. And then the crowds moved again and Remy lost him as well. Remy went back to the bar, duckign out of the way of the crowd. He knew for a fact Harry Styles wasn't here- big name people always called ahead, but it did allow him to get back to the bar. He sat behind it and looked towards the door, and just for a split second he saw Lucas there and felt a wide smile split his face. He took two steps forward and then he was gone. What kind of game was this? He went back to the bar and looked at his bag of marshmellows and pulled out his phone. "First you weren't coming out and then you leave too soon? Thanks for the marshmellows either way."

Noah (Lucas): laughed out loud and couldnt believe he did something so crazy. "you owe me pancakes." Mason yelled at Noah.He nodded. They ended up stopping at dennys nearby. He saw the text. "Thought you could use some marshmellows. Nice club." He texted. "Had to get going.. Heard Harry styles was in? Tell him I said hi. I'm a HUGE fan, " Noah's heart was still racing as he sat beside Mason.He told his sister and him the story. "Why dont you just be you?" His sister said. "You are good looking." She whispeered. "Not his type goodlooking." Mason sighed. "WEll, he sucks if he can't see how cool you are." They were trying, but it didnt make him feel better. He wanted to be his type, he just knew he wasnt.

Remy: "You should have stayed for a drink," Remy replied, and couldn't help pouting at his phone a little. "Yes, he is in, and I'll be having a drink with him instead of you," he replied with a little tongue sticking out emoji. "You're going to have to do better than marshmellows to make it up to me."

Noah (Lucas): "marshmellows are pretty rad though? " He texted. He sent a sad face emoji. "Fine, have your drinks. I will have my pancakes. "He ordered pancakes. Mason was making a fort our of sugar packages. Briana was talking about her boyfriend. Noah was trying not to stare at his phone for a text from the very famous REmy.

Remy: "They are rad. Thank you, Romeo," he replied and pursed his lips. He was actively ignoring people now, but he didn't let it bother him. This was important. "You weren't even going to invite me for marshmellows? Maybe I should do the sad face."

Noah (Lucas): "Don't do sad faces. I feel like that would be my weakness." He teased. Was he flirting? Weirdly enough, was it working on Remy? He probably had a lot of flirting going on. Then again, he was busy at the bar. Too busy to be texting. He was gorgeous. "I was giving you a sneak peek tonight. I am actually kinda shy. " He said in a moer serious tone. "Did you have fun tonight? " He asked. "You make bartending look like art work. "

Remy: Remy tended to a few more customers and then went back to his phone and he looked down at hit, his heart leaping a little in his chest when he read the last one. "You were watching me?" he texted, and wondered how long he'd been here and he hadn't even noticed. "I suppose I should say thank you. For coming, even if you were too shy to say hi."

Noah (Lucas): "Is tht creepy to say yes? I didnt like.. stare and take odd photos." He texted. He looked at mason who had two straws under his top lip to do an impression of a walrus. He had such an amazing best friend, and he hated that he was using him for this. Mason didnt seem to mind. He even posed for a photo with his pancakes. "Send him taht one. " He sighed and sent him a photo of masn looking handsomely posed with a plate of pancakes. "Clearly, your bar was impressive but look at my minnie mouse pancakes."

Remy: It was slowing down at the club and Remy made himself a drink and sat at the end of the bar, pouring over his phone. "You should have taken a couple," Remy texted back. "I know I'm looking very good tonight. I made sure just in case you were coming." He sighed a second later when the photo came through. He was such an attractive man. And kind of adorable too, with his little pancakes. "I'm jealous."

Noah (Lucas): his sister grabbed his phone and took a photo of him. "Look how cute. If he cant love this, then he sucks." He flushed and erased his photo. "stop it."he hated how dumpy he looked in photos. He heard so many people say he was good looking in his own way. He was geting some attention he had been craving, and playing with this guys emotions. Mason was so cute and gorgeous. He remembered sending Remy a message as himself and it didnt work out. "He'd never talk to me if I was me." He sighed. His sister didnt understand it, and just quietly at her eggs, upset with her brother for not trying. Mason smiled and took a selfie with noah. "Alright, I took a couple of you. " He didnt send them, becasue that would have gave away where he sat. "How's harry styles?"

Remy: Remy knew he head to stop being such an introvert for the night and made himself put his phone away and go mingle, espeically with the VIP guests. He went and said hi, had a few shots with his special guests and then went back to the bar to see another message waiting for him. "Harry's fabulous, obviously. Doesn't get much better. Of course my msytery man could have hung around and seen for himself."

Noah (Lucas): blushed as they got up to leave. "Your mystery man? When did we become exclusive?" He teased. "I am more of a justin bieber fan. Harry was so last year." He teased as he got into his car. His sister still upset. "Youa re good looking, Noah. I wish you'd see that. Stop taling to jerks." Noah sighed. This is why he wanted mason to just come alone. "He's not a jerk.He's .. more than that." She rolled ehr eyes. "An asshole?" He wished he could go to the bar and have a drink with him, but he couldnt. "Do you ever feel like you know a lot of people, but still feel so alone? Ism't it weird how that is? Did I get deep on you, sorry.. It's what happens to me after 1 am. I should bid you a good night now.. before I start asking about the universe."

Remy: "I can't talk to you anymore. I am not a Belieber," Remy replied, laughing brightly. One of the other bartenders gave him a werid look and he flushed a little, taking his phone and his drink and going into the back. When he got settled he saw another text and it was beyond just simple flirting and Remy bit his lower lip and looked at it for a moment. "Everyone thinks they know me, but no one really does. I think everyone feels alone from time to time."

Noah (Lucas): "I know what you mean. Sort of. I am not famous or anything. I work at a desk. I have a lot of co worker friends.. and a best friend. He has his life though, you know? " He sent a text. "Well, you don't know. " He heard his sister go on about love and looknig beyond looks. "I know." She meant well.. She did. Mason was asleep in the back seat. "I'm almost home. Do you get to go home soon?"

Remy: Remy looked down at his phone and gave it a small smile, biting into his lower lip as he looked down at his phone. "I know everyone but I don't really have anyone I'd call a best friend," Remy replied eventually. "It's why I pick up people on instagram, I guess," he added. "Soon. But don't wait up for me, Romeo. Get your beauty sleep."

Noah (Lucas): smiled softly. "I have a few minutes. I am not sleepy yet." He went to his room, which had bunk beds, mostly because Mason was over so much and slept in them, and because he wanted them. His sister and him use to share them, before she hit pubperty and wanted her own place. She was going to stay with mom tonight anyway. His spare room was just filled with junk he got at comic cons. "Let me know when you got home safe, juliet.. " He knew it was a bit too romantic? He just worried. Was his sister right, should he expose himself? would he think he was handsome or just laugh/ He was scared of the latter. Mason said he was good looking, why didnt he believe him though. Mason went up to sleep on the top bunk.

Remy: Remy smiled. "Well, I have the club to close up its going to be another hour for me. And then I'll get my beauty sleep all morning," he said smiling. He tucked his phone away and started seeing to the closing procedures and one by one sent the staff home as tasks were complete before pouring one final drink for himself and calling his Uber home. "Juliet is back in her tower," he replied when he got in, and then took a quick shower before climbing into bed. "Safe and sound and ready to sleep tight."

Noah (Lucas): went online to play Diablo for a little bit. He was trying to get sleepy. He saw the text. "Good night, fare maiden. may you dreams be as beautiful as your cocktail skills." He bit his lower lip and set his phone down. He turned off his computer and went to lay on the bottom bunk. He set his phone under his pillow and went to sleep.

Remy: Remy stayed up long enough to see a reply from Lucas and texted back a quick "xo" before slipping under the covers and going to sleep himself. He'd had a long day and with this new strange and exciting thing in his life, he went to be looking forward to the next day for the first time in a long time.

Noah (Lucas): woke up the next morning to Mason singing. He smiled and started to sing along. They both had good voices. That went well together. It's how they met. In a boy's show choir way back in 5th grade. He saw the xo text and wondered if he should textback? Was 11 am too early? He sighed and sent him a text. "Good morning. I have a major pancake hang over. Hope you have a better day." He and mason were getting ready to go to the flea market for no other reason but to treasure hunt as they would call it.

#partttt 1 #haha

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nevess · 3 years ago

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— How you met him;

[ the overwhelming feeling of having so many creative ideas at once and not having enough time to do them. ]

🌱… description: you met Shinichiro by accident while trying to get to the art room.

🍵 … warnings: language, other than that, nothing.

🧳 … character/s: Sano Shinichiro.

☕️ … word count: 1.70k ; | date: February, 21th 2022

part 1, part 2, part 3…

a/n: this is the second partttt. It’s not proof read :)) i Tell me what other character you would like to me to write about?? <3

You were late, again. Running through the halls of your school, trying to get to the first period. You stopped and looked up at the ceiling for a second and as you inhale air you curse at the same time. Not only did you carry your school bag, you also brought your art supplies; which had a lot of weight on your shoulders. As if the universe wanted to fuck with you, your first class was on the third floor and soon to begin.

A sigh escaped your lips before you went back on your way. School went like usual and thankfully the teacher didn’t scold you for being a couple minutes late. It was time for the students to go to their extracurricular activities. Yours was art; at the other side of the building.

While trying to get your materials from one floor to another, you didn’t notice a tall figure colliding with your body. Both of you minding your own business, so the impact was a surprise. Apologies came out of your mouths until you spotted who it was.

Black hair slid back, dark eyes like the night looking at you with confusion and shame for what just happened. “My bad. I wasn’t looking where I was going.” You said to Shinichiro Sano, the boy who was standing right it front of you.

“It was my fault, don’t worry…” He kept adding apologies until he noticed what you were carrying. “Do you need help with that?” He asked while getting on the same stair, followed by a shy smile.

You nodded with your head in defeat. You were not weak physically, but everything you had done this week had you burned out on a another level. The dark haired boy in front of you send your way a polite smile before taking the bag you carried with your art supplies as both of you headed to the art room.

Your small talk was kinda rusty, since you don’t have time to socialize much with all the exams and preparations you have to go through in your last year of school. You had the same friends since 8th grade and this last few weeks you had been living under a rock filled with projects and assignments. Shinichiro-kun was the one who asked the questions even if the redness in his cheeks was quite palpable.

It surprised you how charming his personality was. You found him kinda intimidating since he had his reputation of gang leader, but he showed you a side of him that was totally different, leaving you curious to all the rumores that went around about him.

Once in the classroom he said his goodbyes and a comment he made, left you with a smile that you didn’t notice. ‘Hope to do this again, see you around’. Days went by and you saw him on the halls but didn’t cross words.

This felling that he left in you was something that you tried to minimize and ignore, since it was just one encounter. It didn’t have any meaning, right? You didn’t even know the guy!

There was no reason for you to be overthinking or daydreaming about romantic stuff with a guy like him… Not that you mind, but there were important things you had to do before redirecting your energy into romance.

The school year ended and you only crossed paths once, with an interchange of smiles being shared. For a couple weeks you focused on your own things while still being aware of him and his gang. You were getting ready for your daily sketch, while putting away your art supplies and deciding with ones to take.

Close to the cafe you frequent there was a bike, an image invaded your head: Shinichiro Sano. The guy you haven’t thought about in probably months came to mind in a flash. A soft smile was drawn on your face, as you remembered the gesture he did the last time you interacted with each-other.

You entered the shop and order the usual. After paying you sat close to the window so you could sketch the bike with a calm environment surrounding you. The smell of fresh coffee being served, the machines working to make that delightful and tasty fluid.

People interacting with eachother while their voices echoed in your ears. You loved it here.

Halfway your sketch you saw the owner of the bike get ready to hop on it. You couldn’t believe it, it was almost cliche and you had to take a second to recognize him; it made you laugh. You left your things and took your shot, taking the first step with took a lot of courage since it was hard for you.

You used many excuses to run from good things, the fear of messing up important relationships often let you paralyzed to the option of meeting new people. What if you get attached to them an then they leave? What if they never really appreciate you and end up hurting you even more? You had your own reasons as to why not dating while studying… Fear being one of them, yet, you felt currents through your body, pulling you towards the desire to want to share the silliest and most romantic things with someone.

You had done your job and made most of your last year goals come true… It was time to consider wether you were ready or not. The impulse that lure you to make this stupid decision, is the one you are grateful the most. Looking back you wish you’d done it sooner, since there was nothing be be afraid of. It was Shinichiro you were talking about, after all.

The man today is looking at you with love in his eyes, totally dumbfounded and enraptured by what he says is your beauty and charm. Who touches you with eager and shyness at the same time, while demonstrating how much he desires you and wants you. Both of you have learned to let go, to be more spontaneous and to maintain good communication. Who with his kisses calms any storm and steals away any doubt.

The black haired man who is standing in one knee, telling you a speech while tears of joy run through both of your cheeks. You can’t help it but say yes to his question ‘… Will you paint the skies with me and marry me?’.

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Never Worn White (Part 6)

Yagi Toshinori x Pro!Reader

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6

SERIES NAME: Burned Heart and Bruised Skin

PREVIOUS STORY: LOST WITH YOU <- STORY 2

NEXT STORY: SCANDALS <- STORY 4

Synopsis: Things were looking up, now with Enji out of your life, and with a ring on your finger, you couldn’t have asked for a better scenario. But worries seemed to follow you. With Toshi’s increasing fame, you had a lot more things to worry about than the color of the kitchen walls or the gender of your baby. But you’d get through it together, no matter what that costed.

A/n: The final PARTTTT!!!!!!!! WOOOHOOOO!!!!!! So the next story to this storyline is called Scandals, and there will be a preview of it after this part. <3

Your hand slammed to cover your mouth, silencing the gasp that echoed out into the room. Toshi shifted in the bed but didn’t wake to your hysteria. Tears began to form at the edge of your eyes, threatening to fall the longer you read the headline.

“Endeavor’s Mistress, Pro-Hero Siren”

It had been 2 weeks since the incident, and you thought that everything was going to be blown under the rug. The missing person wouldn’t lead back to you and Enji, but it did. Gulping, you turned in your seat to look at Toshinori sleeping peacefully. You shouldn’t wake him...

“T-Toshii” you cried out, the shock finally being displaced with worry and guilt. Your legs were shaky under you as you stood and stumbled towards the bed, how could you do this? “Toshi” your voice sounded firmer than before, but anyone that knew you could see you were panicking.

Because you never told him.

“TOSHINORI” your cry finally shook him from his dreams as he lept up in the bed, reaching for your side as if trying to protect you in his half-awake state. You prayed he would stay with you, prayed that he would believe you. You didn't kiss Enji Todoroki back.

And you weren’t his mistress either.

“Why are you crying?! What’s happened, is the baby okay?” his frantic words caused your heart to crack further from the pain, what have you done? His hands gripped your arms, encouraging you to continue. “I made a mistake” you sobbed out, hands covering your face as you tried to hide your shame. In all honesty, you didn’t want to worry Toshi with it all. He was already so stressed about being the Number One hero and providing for you and the child. He didn’t need to know that you were assaulted twice.

It grew silent in the room and his hands fell from your arms. “What did you do...” he trailed off, voice full of disbelief as he took in the online article still up on the screen. He had to be dreaming... This couldn’t... You wouldn’t... “I DIDN’T WANT TO TELL YOU! I WAS SO AF-FRAID” Your screams didn’t help the anxious feeling running through his body as he got up to take a closer look at the article. His blue eyes hardened once he realized the article was in fact real. “How long...”

“Toshi no it's not like that-”

“HOW LONG?! HM? IS THE BABY EVEN MINE?!” his screams caused you to flinch back, expecting a hit any second now. In a normal state of mind, Toshinori would back off and reassure you he wouldn’t hurt you. But he wasn’t in a normal state of mind. The words you wanted to say were on the tip of your tongue, but the way he was screaming at you caused you to freeze and shut down. Your ears began to shut him out, his screaming accusations all blending into one high-pitched ring. Licking your lips, you forced yourself to look back up at him.

Rage was in his eyes, only scaring you more as he paced the room shrieking. You’ve never seen him like this before, but you figured you deserved it. “I was attacked” your voice felt foreign and for a second, you didn’t think it was yours. His shuffling stopped, his furious gaze now set on you. “What” Toshi’s simple word felt condescending as if your explanation wasn’t good enough.

“I was attacked” you stated back as you felt the confidence flood your body once again. Your eyes hardened up, the tears now dry as you were feeling a different type of emotion, one you haven't felt in a long time.

Betrayal.

The look on your face seemed to snap him out of it, you weren’t kidding. “Some guy tried to kill me and the baby when I was coming home from the store two weeks ago. Enji saved me, yes, but then he... he... GOD” you cried out, standing up from the bed as if to size up your much taller fiancee. Toshinori backed down a bit, finally realizing that he fucked up.

He fucked up, again.

“He kissed me and I was frozen from all the fear... He proclaimed the baby was his, that I was his. That you didn’t love me like he did... I didn’t want to tell you, because I didn’t want you to worry-”

“Didn’t want me to worry?!” his yell once again caused you to flinch back into submission, but you weren't sure what he was mad at now. Your e/c eyes were glued to the ground, fighting off the tears that wanted to fall. You just wanted a bright future with him, the man you truly loved.

Strong hands softly touched your cheek, causing you to hiss and recoil away. Toshi’s blue eyes filled with panic, because he was just like Enji, and he hated that. You moved away from him, slamming the laptop shut before grabbing a blanket and pillow. “Where are you going?” his voice croaked out, a sure tell sign that he was about to cry. You didn’t stop though, only opened the bedroom door and walked out.

Toshi chased after you, calling out your name as you walked down the hall and towards the living room. He let you go, figuring you needed space to breathe and be away from him... A monster like him. “I love you” he called out, hoping that it would help a bit, but you just kept walking. You would deal with him in the morning.

But you loved him too.

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SYNOPSIS FOR NEXT STORY:

Scandal - Story Four of the Burned Heart and Bruised Skin Series

Synopsis: With the new baby almost in your arms as well as a scandal floating around the city, you hoped and prayed that your dream would come true and that you and Yagi would live happily ever after. But fairytales were never the result of a scandal.

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