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catalinasroom · 25 days ago

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jjk fics that have my whole heart

As time goes on, more will be added!

ryomen sukuna

he's (not) my man @indiewritesxoxo

in a last ditch effort to save your family's failing ranch, your father arranges your marriage to a man you've never met. now you've got an even bigger problem - a six foot something one who clearly can't stand you either. looks like navigating newlywed life is going to be a little tough when he's already talking about divorce! (series)

knocked out up @indiewritesxoxo

getting back shots in someone else's bed post-breakup is fun - until you have a bump to show for it a few months later (series)

she wont go away @saatorus

of all the people in your chemistry course, you get stuck with ryomen sukuna—the most insufferable, arrogant asshole on campus. he barely does any work, runs his mouth like it’s a sport, and somehow manages to make your life even more exhausting than it already is. if this project doesn’t kill you, he just might. (26k)

unsaid dreams @puppybei

Reader opens up a bakery after running away from her three year relationship with Sukuna, effectively ghosting him and hiding away in the middle of the countryside. Unknown to Sukuna, reader also had a baby, and now is living peacefully until an unfateful meeting starts to pull her back into the life she so desperately escaped from. (series)

not just anybody @yenayaps

on the rare occasion that sukuna takes his nephew out to the park, he notices another kid with blush pink hair— a baby to be exact. he tries not to stare too much, but it’s hard not to, it’s a rare hair color. it’s not until the baby’s mother takes her out of the swing set and back into her stroller when he realizes why you ghosted him almost 2 years ago. (series)

what you know @starampz

you've heard his reputation and you've seen first-hand the way he's late to class if he even bothers to show up. paired with him for the most important project of the year, you choose to give him the benefit of the doubt- but maybe that's more than he deserves when your perfect grades depend on him, or maybe there's more to the aloof and irritable sukuna than meets the eye (series)

signed, sealed, delivered (i'm yours) @prettyngeto

one night (and one wine bottle in), you decide to sign up for an anonymous pen pal programme at uni. sukuna was given two options - a therapist or a pen pal. you can guess which one he chose. only problem? you hated each other's guts in real life. (series)

sweet lies @sukurichi

His lies were way too sweet – and you were too addicted to make him stop ft. megumi

play it back @sixxels (14k)

satoru gojo

soft as it began @gojover

district four’s only victors—satoru gojo, dazzling and deadly, and you, cunning and stubborn—are dragged back into the arena for the quarter quell. with the capitol watching and a rebellion brewing, the hunger games are no longer just about survival. they’re about trust, betrayal, and the unresolved past that still burns between you. (tbd)

law of attraction @shokocide

Newton said the smaller the distance, the stronger the pull. Gojo Satoru thinks that explains the way he feels when you’re close. (18.2k)

just friends @madamechrissy

a guide to ditching the world's most persistent nerd @sixeyesonathiel

gojo satoru has been the bane of your existence since kindergarten. he rejected your chocolates, ignored your attempts at friendship, and solidified himself as the most insufferable nerd you've ever met. years later, you're a party girl with a trust fund and a talent for avoidance, and he's still everywhere—top of his class, heir to an empire, and somehow, still your problem. (series)

love comes in small sizes @sixeyesonathiel

you and gojo satoru have always been a thing—never defined, never simple. he’s reckless with his wounds (and your heart), you’re the only one who can patch him up, and neither of you will admit what you really want.

but when life tears you apart, the universe sends a tiny, glitter-covered reminder that some bonds can’t stay broken forever. (series)

free throws and figure drawings @sixeyesonathiel

satoru gojo is many things—basketball star player, campus menace, objectively the best-looking guy in any room—but he is not a model. so when you, some quiet, intense art student, shove a flyer in his face and ask him to pose for a painting, his first instinct is to laugh. his second instinct is to say no.

it’s supposed to be easy money. sit still, look pretty, collect cash. but between your infuriating perfectionism, your absolute refusal to be flustered by him, and the way you stare like you’re trying to figure him out, satoru starts to suspect he’s in way over his head (22k)

coming down @writesvani

You and Gojo Satoru were once everything to each other, but now, the space between you is filled with nothing but silence and resentment. College is just a reminder of how far you’ve drifted apart, and every encounter only adds fuel to the fire.

You avoid him like the plague, but it doesn’t matter. You can still feel him in the shadows, always there, always watching, as if the past was never really gone. So what do you do? You (try to) keep your distance, pretending it’s easy to forget the history that’s weighed you down for so long.

But deep down, neither of you can let go. And as the tension between you grows, you’re forced to confront the truth: some things are never truly buried, no matter how hard you try. (series)

velvet lies @joemama-2

crippling debt and possible evictions have ruined you. working two jobs with no downtime, and a five-year-old son, you really don't know the meaning of taking a break. after continuous questions about his father, you have decided to finally let your son meet his dad. only thing is, he has no idea said son exists. and to top it off, you have not a single clue about what kinds of things will transpire from this sudden revelation. (series)

it girl @sixxels

you were his most well kept secret, scrolling your instagram for hours on end, collecting each and every magazine that you'd ever featured in, satoru was obsessed with you, the gorgeous goddess who just so happened to go to his university. what happens when he sees you struggling to reach a book in the library and plucks up enough courage to finally go up and talk to you? how will the resident bad boy sukuna disrupt his fever dream come true? (20.1k)

it girl pt.2 @sixxels

you’re the campus icon, glamorous, untouchable, always in the spotlight. but your world tilts when you fall for satoru gojo, awkward, brilliant, weirdly hot. what starts with flirty banter spirals into unexpected intimacy, and something real. you invite him into your life, your world, even your heart. but your past isn’t finished. sukuna, your toxic, magnetic almost-ex, crashes back in with chaos and temptation. now, torn between danger and devotion, you face a choice, the storm you know or the calm you crave. (14k)

hot nerd summer @tonycries

The best way to beat your tall, nerdy, hot academic rival during finals? Fúck him! (11.2k)

the otaku is mine @blkkizzat

bunny, how on earth did you end up dating this huge otaku nerd? urgh, you actually like him and match his freak too? and he buys you what?! omg! what will your friends think?! (Series)

hotline bling @satorena

wine nights and free will? a recipe for disaster— such as matching your ex on a corny dating app and having him in your bed within that same hour. . .

sincerely bambi @chantal0

instead of confessing to the boy's you've crushed on, you write them unsent love letters. you haven't written one since middle school to a certain white haired individual and they were completely forgotten until your sister accidentally sent them out when mailing you a few things you didn't take to your university. but it all crashes down on you when he is standing outside your door holding his assigned letter, practically begging you to be his 'girlfriend'.

megumi fushiguro

lets play ball @lokissweater

“ won’t you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor? ” 　(series)

not even a little @gumii-bearr

megumi fushiguro is your roommate, he's also a scary guy... a scary guy that's weak for you. (13.8k)

i'm already yours @gumii-bearr

megumi learns to be honest with you and tell you what he wants. (9.3k)

you hitting on me? @gumii-bearr

megumi doesn't like clubs, but then he sees you. (4k)

kigatsukeba @manicpixiedreamkira

suguru geto

no. one party anthem @indiewritesxoxo

your best friend has always been an asshole - whether it's in his band or in his bed. him ditching you? nothing new. but when one bedroom door closes, another one opens (series) ft. ryomen sukuna

how to baby trap marry your best friend @indiewritesxoxo

best friend or baby daddy, one thing's for sure, you're not getting rid of him!

all i need @dihydromorphinone

well - your high school teachers warned you. college sucks - it's hard, unforgiving and ruthless. and you have to pay for it. ha! but.. there is some good to it, you think, as you see your psychology professor - and damn, he's hot. as fuck.

it seems that fate had some mercy on you; your major is psychology, so you'll be spending most of your time at the university at his lectures. and he's such a fucking eye-candy. but little did you know... fate binding you two together was not an act of mercy, no - rather ruthless cruelty, because your crush on the professor seems to develop. but you can't cross that line, right? ...right? (series)

lust for life @yenayaps

in the time you've loved him, you've learned he's stubborn at best and possessive at worst. maybe even a little unhinged when you take the time to think about it, which is why you don't, you'll just start to miss him all over again. you'd think a couple years away from each other would change the oddly thrilling dynamic between you two, but you're proven wrong once he's back in your orbit (series)

choso kamo

hey emo boy! @gojonanami

saw this boy at the mall last week. got the kind of look to make me freak. wanna fuck in the back of the hot topic? (5.3k)

hey, emo boy! @shokocide

Choso doesn’t do distractions. But then you walk into his show and ruin his focus with one look. And now, he’s handing you his guitar, his heart, maybe more. And baby, you haven’t even seen what those fingers can really do.(10.5k)

shattered ice @osohchoso

Breakups suck, but they hurt even more when the man you were in love with cheats on you. Your friends couldn't stand to see you rotting in the dorm for another day and instead dragged you out to the first big party of the year. The goal was to cheer you up but they accidentally let you drink one too many shots with the hockey team and watched as you made a complete fool of yourself. You wake up the next morning, no memories, and in a stranger's bed. The bed of the star goalie. Choso Kamo. (series) ft. toji fushiguro

nanami kento

the triwizard tournament for the beau of idiocy @mahowaga

you're supposed to be in the stands, eating snacks and talking strategy with your friends, enjoying watching the three champions battle for the triwizard cup. you're not supposed to be entangled in what seems to be your own personal (hell) triwizard tournament. (series)

why should i be sad? (when i could just fuck his dad!) @ssorenz

after your ex-boyfriend cheats on you, you show up at his house only to find out his bum ass isn't there. buuut his dad is, and you see the perfect opportunity to get back— its time for you to move along, goodbye! (3.5k)

cant live without your love inside me now @cinnamorollcrybaby

In which Kento Nanami is a sex therapist, and his client is a young neglected wife with an emotionally absent husband. He teaches you what love is really all about. part two

toji fushiguro

cherry waves @strawberry-nugget

Technically this should be your fresh start. Moving to Japan as a single mom and getting a regular job, living the peaceful life you've always wanted. But trouble finds you in every corner, taking either the form of those weird monstrous things you catch in a blurry half gaze occasionally, or of that extremely hot single dad, whose son, Megumi is friends with your daughter.

#jjk x reader #jjk #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #geto suguru #ryomen sukuna #fushiguro megumi #choso kamo #x reader #smut #fluff #angst #nanami kento #toji fushiguro

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vicariousresearcher · 2 months ago

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Thinking about Simon with a girlie with agoraphobia. A sweet bird he met through a pen pal program between civilians and soldiers.

It started off so superficial and stilted. You tell him about your favourite foods, about your remote job, about the stray cat you’ve been trying to lure into domesticity. Surface level, like you’d been forced. Later, he learned that your therapist suggested this as a form of human contact.

Maybe it was the simpleness with which he replied, maybe it was the exasperation of all exposure techniques attempted, or maybe it was the bone-deep, clenching starvation of human contact that led to you spilling your guts into the letters. Personality in the swoops of your g’s and slashes of t’s. Inner workings laid bare for a faceless man who offered no judgment. Anonymity veils over you both like a confessional booth. Your words detailed a festering wound of loneliness that ate you from the inside out, drainage the colour of a pent-up rage for that which made you the way you were. Simon offered comfort in mutual struggle, the addiction genes laying in wait in his DNA that led him to wander over the lines of normalcy to obsession.

Offerings were made to one another as a form of thanks. You’d give tea bags, a wrapped-up sweet, a polaroid of a bedraggled cat sitting within arms reach of your window sill.

Simon became a scavenger for every little thing you gave him. Picking through like a vulture of the offerings of yourself, this deity who he knew existed only for himself. Not a soul knew you the way he did.

Flowered plucked from cracks between concrete, foreign pop bottle lids, a chicken scratch drawing of a pond at sunrise were the meagre offerings he gave back. You were sequestered in that mind of yours just as much as the four walls of your apartment kept you in place but that was okay. Simon could just bring his world to you. You always had him thinking about the next letter, the next piece of his life he could give to you.

You were such a grateful little thing after all. You always took his gifts and sent back your thanks with more of your own.

But now as he stood clutching a soiled collection of wildflowers in his fist he didn’t quite understand the confusion and fear in your eyes as he stood on at your front door.

#141 #simon ghost riley #ghost x reader #simon riley x reader #call of duty #I am back from the dead #there is just something about Simon being obsessed enough to track you down and find you #granted this is cuter than the last one where he found you #slightly #creepy but cute!

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konansock · 3 months ago

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Mod Update: Club & Business Activity Expanded

Sul Sul, Simmers! Sorry for taking so long to update this mod, I hereby announce that my Custom Club Activity Project is now officially renamed to Club & Business Activity Expanded.

In the new version, not only is all the activities updated to be compatible with new update, a lot of new activities were added specifically for Small Business - Like Tend Market Stalls, Offer Occult Training, and Tend Gravesite!

You can have a detailed list of all the activities and whether they're available as Club Activities, Small Business Customers or Small Business Employees here.

Base Game: View Aquarium, Attend to Babies, Back Float, Bake and Eat Cake, Bake Cake, Bake Cupcake, Charity, Complain, Cowplant, Cowplant's Cake, Critique, Critique Art, Cupcakes, Dig for Treasure, Friendly Ghost, Ask Future Cube, Game Livestream, Gossip, Haunting Ghost, Open Holiday Cracker, Do Erratic Things, Lounge on Chairs, Brag, Play with Molding Clay, Mourn the Dead, Parent-Kid Activities, Write to Pen Pal, Take Photos, Take Photos, Take Photo for Others, Sell Art, Use Social Network, Talk about Vampires, Tell Stories, Tip Performers, Care for Toddlers, Care for Infants, Help with Homework, Rummage Trash, WooHoo, Try for Baby, Practice Typing, Use Toilet, Witness Death, Fruit Punch Fountain, Use Vending Machine.

Cross-Pack: Care For Birds, Play with Birds, Be Mean to Birds, Order Street Food, Tend Market Stalls, Give Gifts, Go Shopping, Window Shopping, Listen to Stories, Offer Makeover, Toy with Motives, Influence Other Sims, Create Negative Emotions, Spread Positive Emotions, Freeze, Mind Control, Transform Objects and Sims, Play with Animals, Be Mean to Animals, Make a Wish at the Well, Offer Occult Training, Request Occult Training.

Cats & Dogs: Be Mean to Pets, Train Pets, Use Vet Objects, Craft Pet Treats.

City Living: Ask for Bribe, Ask for Donation, Bubble Bottle, Critique Food, Critique Performances, Deface Murals, Fireworks, Attend Festivals, Attend The Flea Market, Attend The Romance Festival, Try To Find Love At The Romance Festival, Attend Geekcon, Attend Spice Festival, Attend Humor & Hijinks Festival, Join Jokesters at Humor & Hijinks Festival, Join Pranksters at Humor & Hijinks Festival, Be Friendly to Talking Toilets, Be Mean to Talking Toilets, Have Fun with Talking Toilets, Sabotage Talking Toilets, Paint Murals, Haggle, Sing Karaoke, Watch Living Statue, Collect and Trade Posters, Collect and Trade Snow Globes, Protest, Play with Hand Sparklers, Play Console Game, Watch Speech.

Cool Kitchen: Make and Eat Ice Cream, Make Ice Cream.

Cottage Living: Collect Farm Products

Dine Out: Color Placemat, Discuss Food

Discover University: Grade Homework, Ride Bikes, Play Ping Pong, Play Juice Pong, Use Keg Stand, Do University Coursework, Write Research Papers, Contribute Knowledge

Eco Lifestyle: Craft Candles, Drink Juice Fizzing Products, Recycle and Compost, Dumpster Dive, Play in Acid Rain, Sketch Blueprint

For Rent: Snoop On Others, Clean Mold, Spread Spores, Spread Mold, Cook Tomarani Cuisine

Get Famous: Perform Scenes, Flaunt Fame, Flaunt Wealth, Interact with Fans, Play in Money Pile, Use Streaming Drones

Get To Work: Contact Aliens, Dance with Mannequin

Growing Together: Play on Treehouse, play in Splash Pad, have Pillow Fights.

Horse Ranch: Ride Horses, Be Friendly to Horse, Be Mean to Horse, Use Horse Obstacles, Harvest Prairie Grass

High School Year: Ride Pier Attractions, Make and Eat Ice Cream, Drink Boba Tea, Use Photo Booth.

Home Chef Hustle: Bake Pizza, Make Waffles, Make Prepped Ingredients

Island Living: Ride Aqua-Zips, Collect Seashells, Go Sailing, Sand Activities, Play with Dolphin, Sunbathe, Make and Drink Kava, Make Kava.

Laundry Day: Watch Laundry

Life & Death: Tend Gravesite

Movie Hangout: Discuss Movies

My First Pet: Play with Rodents, Be Friendly to Rodents, Be Mean to Rodents, Study Rodents, Clean Rodent Cage

My Wedding Stories: Collect Message in a Bottle, Prepare for Wedding

Outdoor Retreat: Roast Food on Campfires, Use Tents, Brew Herbalism Potions.

Paranormal: Explore the Haunted House

Parenthood: Show Gross Manners, Make a Mess, Play with Doctor Playset, Work on School Project Carefully, Work on School Project Sloppily, Shout Forbidden Words, Write Private Journals

Realm of Magic: Have Magic Duels, Set Fire, Offer Magic Training, Read Magic Tomes

Seasons: Bond with Bees, Disturb Bees, Give Romantic Gifts, Give Mean Gifts, Play in Kiddie Pool, Rake Leaves and Shovel Snow

Snowy Escape: Attend Light Festivals, Attend Youth Festivals, Buy Simmi Capsules, Eat Hotpot

Spa Day: Soak Feet, Get Foot Massage, Get Body Massage, Polish Nails, Ask for Manicure and Pedicure, Take Soak Baths, Relax in Sauna, Use Face Masks

Spooky: Carve Pumpkins

Strangerville: Hail to Mother! Use Listening Device, Military Spar, Do Military Training

Vampires: Dark Meditation, Vampire Duel, Have Vampiric Training

Vintage Glamour: Use Vanity Table, Play with Makeup, Study Globe

Werewolves: Werewolf Spar, Hunt for Food, Scavenge for Relics, Mark Territory

DOWNLOAD HERE.

Translation update: @kimikosoma created the French update for my Additional Bucket List mod, check it out here! https://www.curseforge.com/sims4/mods/mod-additional-bucket-list-skills-par-rex-trad-fr

#konansock #modupdate #ts4mod #s4mod #mod update #ts4cc #s4cc #ts4 mods

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prettyboykatsuki · 2 months ago

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FANG IM ON MY HANDS AND KNEES PLEASE I WOULD LOVE TO HEAR MORE ABOUT BEST FRIENDS TO LOVERS WITH SAE

you meet sae at 14

in spain, an exchange student from another country. your very first words to him come out in a very broken spanish—trying to tell him his bangs look ridiculous while you’re busy running away from the other students from your school.

sae harbors no good memories of spain. this includes you. you’re a nuisance in his side from that moment forward. not only do you force your phone number on him and manage to snatch his too - you text him all the time with nonsense updates. you speak sometimes in spanish, sometimes in english, and later—in japanese when you choose to study in highschool, to curse at him a little better. he spends the first few months running your messages through a translator, but he keeps this a secret from everyone - including you.

you’re a thorn in his side, but you met at the right time. back before sae was completely beaten down, still receptive to people coming in and out of his life.

you weren’t even especially close. not enough to be there for all the good and bad like something out of a manga. not constantly stuck together. you were more like a pen pal. or a pet he had to maintain in his phone. it wasn’t that you were so connected

it was just that - in a place where his existence and talent became meaningless, occasionally there would be some moron who would spam his phone in a hundred different texts if he took too long to text back. nothing more, nothing less.

you meet up a few times in the years sae lives in spain. once every few months, at the same cafe you met. you do most of the talking and take a million pictures. time goes by like that, with you in the constant peripherals of his life.

a connection he doesn’t want to acknowledge until he’s forced to. even as he hardens over the years, for some reason you stick around. he doesn’t want to see you as anything. he doesn’t form relationships that way. his indifference is genuine. but you’re alright

by the time you’re both 18–sae has to return to japan for a short while. and at the airport, you sob - mistakenly thinking he was moving back. he stood and watched you for a long while before smacking your head and calling you stupid.

despite that there was nothing but pure relief on your face. and his expression, for once, had a pleasant tiny smile.

it’s then that sae would acknowledge you as more than a nuisance. he refuses to call you his best friend even as the years continue. even as you turn 19, 20, 21 and as saes career blossoms and you’re the only one who ever seems to check in about his games. even though you spend holidays together and make sure you celebrate birthdays.

sae can’t close the distance. he doesn’t want to. the comfortable, accommodating relationship between you suits him. anything more would make him uncomfortable. you never push it, so he doesn’t either.

and then, at 23 - you come to sae heartbroken for the very first time.

it’s a mess. you come over sobbing, mascara running down your face with a bottle of wine in hand. it’s the first time in your almost ten years of friendship that you come to him for anything and sae lets you in. you sit down on his living room floor and sob helplessly about some guy who broke your heart. sae hadn’t even known you’d been seeing someone.

he didn’t even know you were dating. or seeing people in that way. he didnt know something about you. him, the person you text your cycle to. him, the person whose heard your opinion on every single ghibli movie ten times over. him, whose been putting up with your spam texts for a decade nearly of his life.

sae feels his heartbeat pulse for the first time. its an ugly feeling under his ribcage. throbbing and red blooded and alive. he manages to comfort you without being weird (he’s gotten good at it over the years) but you insist on sleeping at his place.

so he lets you. you sleep on the floor of his room despite him offering you the guest room. it’s the first time you stay over. just before bed, you thank him for letting you in and he thinks you’re an idiot for being thankful for that. that much is nothing.

you sleep soundly. it makes sense.

sae does not sleep. for some reason he can’t. all he does is lay down and close his eyes and feel frustrated. he thinks about how easily he let you in to his place. he thinks about all the dates you’ve been on without him knowing - surely assuming he wouldn’t care.

he shouldn’t care. if you decided that you don’t need to tell him that then sae doesn’t see a reason to push. he shouldn’t care. he never pries into your life anyhow. your relationship has always been comfortable. he puts up with you because you’re pretty alright.

no matter how much he tries to sleep, nothing lets him. he tosses and turns until the sun is almost risen.

he turns to face you where you sleep on the floor and the sun is hitting your back.

he stares and stares and stares. he thinks—if you barged in on him like this even further. if you got even closer, he’d be fine with it. if you were looking to date just to have a guy to show off, he’d be fine if you asked. if you walked in and made yourself even more comfortable and pressed on - well whatever. he might as well.

he thinks, if he knew you were wanting to date someone, he wouldve just been your boyfriend. it’d be fine. if you wanted to kiss or go on dates - sae would go with you.

he jolts. freezes when that thought crosses his mind. and he pinches the bridge of his nose, eyes shut hard and brow furrowed. suddenly frustrated.

in the confessional of dawn, sae thinks to himself just once—it’s probably a lot more than just tolerance. and it’s been that way for a long time.

it’s the first time in his life he doesn’t know what to do. what the hell does he do? what does he want to do?

he tells himself nothing. really. it’s been fine until then so why should it change.

but your phone buzzes with the number of the guy you just broke up with when he thinks and he learns quickly that’s not happening either.

he’s never felt so exasperated with something in his life. the only option is to do the one thing he’s been avoiding his entire life and make you fall for him.

it’s his turn, he figures - being the one looking stupid between you

#zero;answers #where sae;#select * from bllk;#sae x reader #THIS IS SO LONGFUCKJSHDJGMWJDJWJ #forgive me i wrote this on my phone for an hour like a LUNATIC #ill add tags later

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velnoni · 9 months ago

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Jesus, I LOVE how you interpret ford. Can NOT emphasize how much I enjoyed reading ur hcs for demi!ford! (and then I also have a much more personal appreciation as someone who’s prob demi. so, I’m excitedly shaking your shoulders a little.)

So how would things progress romantically for demi!Ford and reader, building off ur last set of hcs??

It's so nice to hear this, honestly 💓 and ofc, I'm glad you can enjoy these hcs on a deeper level! This ask is also gonna be a long one so buckle up.

Ford x Reader Romance Headcanons

Link to previous headcanon mentioned in ask

As mentioned in the last post, the two of you would consider a romantic relationship after Ford finished traveling with his brother. Something like traveling the world for anomalies would definitely take a minimum of a year to be frank. And you genuinely missed the guy. You missed the way he fixed his glasses (why doesn't he get a new pair?), the sassiness that came with him debuking theories, and his deep voice. Work wasn't the same without him.

Seeing postcards of him and Stanley always made you happy. And sometimes you would trace his clean penmanship in the letters he would mail to you. There would be days when you would receive multiple pages consisting of findings, personal life, and so forth. And you'd do your best by updating him about the Mystery Shack, your job & your own life in return. Because it was mail, there would be delays in the messages, but nothing neither of you could handle.

As time passed, the letters continued to pile in your drawer. You couldn't help but wonder if Ford and his brother would make it home safe. How does puncing an octopus in the eye even save the day? Those twins were such rascals, you swear.

Sometimes, you will dry out flowers and spray them with a light fragrance before mailing the letters away. Flower language is a wonderful thing, and on a particular night, you placed a chrysanthemum in the mail for the twins' safety. You were sure Ford would understand immediately.

The next letter you got back had a hydrangea. At some point as the days grew longer, you'd recognize your feelings towards Ford, especially after Mabel learned one summer you were the pen pal Ford spoke so fondly of.

When the brother touched back to land, you didn't find out until a couple of days after, both twins greeting you after work. You were incredibly excited over their return, noticing the differences in their behavior and how happy they both looked. The sea did them well, especially Ford. If your eyes lingered on him for a second longer, he didn't notice, but Stan will.

When Stan retires to bed, he shoots you two a wink, you being perplexed and Ford grumbling from his chest at his brother's implications. With the two of you alone, it reminded you both of when y'all started hanging outside of work. The night consisted of jokes, bantering, stories, and one too many cans of soda.

"May I be frank with you for a moment?" he asked. You turned your head in his direction and nodded, "What is it?" Ford would look away for a moment and then clasp his hands together, playing with his fingers, a tick of his when nervous. "S-Stan had told me recently you seemed interested in me. Ahem, well, allow me to elaborate. Romantically. Typically, I don't listen to Stan's gibberish, but he pointed out some discrepancies in your behavior." You made a small show of it by looking at Ford brown eyes and the way his peppered eyebrow creased in presumed concern. Leave to Stan to catch you red-handed. You reach out for an open bottle of soda and sip on the lukewarm contents. Ford was kind enough to be frank with you, and you appreciated that, a pro from a man of science.

"Yeah well...he's not exactly wrong." You swish the soda around in the can, wishing the sloshing sound could be more distracting than Ford's lips parting in surprise. "I genuinely do like you. You're a good man and company, Stanford. Got a few skeletons in the closet, but who doesn't? You're kind, enthusiastic about your work, and you're doing your hardest to move on. It's so easy to speak to you, and I really enjoyed your letters. It made life more bearable, y'know? And yes, I also see you as cute, but that's beside the point."

You glance at Ford, noticing how the tips of his ear were beet red and gave a tiny smile of reassurance. "Look, I wasn't planning on telling you at all. If this makes you feel uncomfortable, I can—" your cut off mid sentence when the older twin raised his hand to stop you.

"I'm sorry, I—" he coughs a bit and stares at you, clearly ready to speak. You prepare yourself to be let down gently. "I...I also feel this way towards you as well." You could hear the anxiousness in his voice and see how his lips turned down.

He would continue to confess about how you were someone he didn't want to let go of. But that even though he was confident enough that he had romantic interest, he was unsure how to go about it or if he wanted to tap into the potential of such a thing. It's been so long...

You reassure him he doesn't have to do anything and that you're happy he would be so open about it towards you. You can't help but chuckle at the irony of it all— the both of you felt like teenagers. He questions you about relationships, your experience, expectations, and so forth, and you answer to the best of your ability.

In the end, you two decided to give it a go. For Ford, he would like to go slow with the dating process, preferring outings that didn't require much physical contact. This could consist of book dates, picnics, movie marathons, dinner, etc.

For the most part, this worked great, Ford is very calculating even while dating, but you hope he'll be more comfortable eventually. It would be months until Ford kisses your cheek, and if it weren't for the scratchiness of his stubble, you wouldn't have noticed. It happened after watching a movie, and you returned the kiss. Ford will shyly cup his large hand into yours.

Ford at first will overthink everything in the beginning of the relationship, wondering if he's competent enough for you or if he's asking for too much. You reassure him that's not the case but sometimes he'll worry.

He's a superstitious man at heart and would prefer for your relationship to be quiet but not out of embarrassment. Half a year will pass before he would be okay enough to cuddle with you in a bed (clothes on). The most you two would do is give small kisses and tight hugs that led into the best naps.

He's an old man, he's bringing flowers when he picks you up for date night because it's classy and he enjoys the smile on your face when you smell them. Sometimes, he will offer you a ride home as well.

Please don't play Mario Kart with him...

He likes when you give him back massages (sweater on) and will gladly return the gesture.

Arguing with him is a nightmare, though. Man is stubborn as an ox and will not listen until you both properly calmed. And even then, he has his pride to uphold—something that has to run in the Pines family. Try to bribe him with hot chocolate if there needs to be a sit down.

Are sexual encounters on the table? Yes but he'd appreciate a discussion about it and if he even feels comfy enough to do so at the moment. He's trying his best to be more open minded and honest, you're his safe place. He's the type of guy to schedule sexual intimacy and no I'm not joking, he's a stickler for time. You don't know whether to be flabbergasted or amused. Probably both.

All in all, expect a simple and healthy relationship with Ford. He's learning just like you are.

Thank you for the ask! Please like and reblog, I'd greatly appreciate it.

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wildrangers · 10 months ago

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This Town is Fake, But You're the Real Thing // Matt Smith

This is based on an anon ask from a few weeks ago requesting a story with Matt and a HOTD costar with an age gap. For context, reader is just shy of 30 to Matt's 41. It ended up being longer than expected but that's not shocking🙂

Tropes & Topics: miscommunication, mutual pining, will they/won't they, age gap, resolved angst, fluffy end

Word Count: 2.8K

You’d been dreading and anticipating this filming day for weeks now. You’d been cast as Alys in Season 2 of House of the Dragon and anxiety has been your primary emotion since you received the news. On the obvious side, the show’s massive and will ideally propel your career forward with dizzying speed after toiling away for a decade on small projects. A less obvious, more personal element of the matter is your equally long crush on Matt Smith. You’d first seen him as Doctor Who when you were a teen and you’d become madly infatuated. You nearly drove yourself mad while waiting for filming to start, trying to get your emotions under control before stepping on set. It helped and hurt that he’s such a lovely person in real life.

Within a week of signing your contract, a beautiful gift basket had arrived at your door. You’d curiously brought it inside and nearly dropped the champagne bottle when you found the note: Cheers to being scene partners soon! Can’t wait, Matt. Your first course of action was to tear into the chocolate covered strawberries and your second was to frantically call your manager to yell at her for hiding this surprise from you. You’d sent back a thank you note, which is how, somehow, you two became pen pals in the months leading up to filming.

In your letters, you two discussed the show and your ideas for your character’s relationship dynamics all while Matt kindly provided guidance when you shared your anxieties about joining such a well-respected and beloved show. By the time you arrived on set, you felt more settled–Matt would be a professional support and colleague, your childish crush left in the past. After all, you’d had feelings for your teenage self’s idea of who Matt Smith was. This Matt is real, kind, your coworker, and 12 years your senior.

All of this logic dissipated when you heard his painfully familiar voice calling your name across the set you were exploring before filming began. He quickly approached you, grinning broadly as he pulled you into a warm hug. You, thankfully, recovered your senses swiftly, returning his hug before somehow carrying on a normal conversation with him. Several months into filming now, that first day is a blur but you’d left a good enough first impression that you two became close throughout shooting.

You clung to your logic, desperately fighting back the crush that was rapidly developing into actual feelings throughout this time. Your chemistry on set was palpable and mercurial but in your trailers or sharing a drink after work, your relationship was filled with laughter, stimulating conversation, and affection. You’d bonded over your love for horror movies, jokingly plotting one to star in together in the future. You respected him, this project, and yourself too much to risk all that you’d built for a relic from your teenagedom.

Or, at least that’s what you repeat in your mind as you pace nervously in your trailer, practicing your lines quietly to yourself. Today’s scene is the last for you two to shoot and it’s by far the most daunting for you mentally. Alys and Daemon have a tense relationship, clearly drawn together despite Daemon’s suspicions and Alys’ blurry intentions. This scene is the culmination of that tension and while nothing physically occurs between them, an emotional vulnerability is needed for it to be satisfying for the viewers.

You hear a knock on your door as the PA summons you to set. You take a deep, steadying breath before following her onto the lot. Harrenhal’s lot is constantly damp and by the time you’re on the actual set, your dress is clinging uncomfortably to you.

“There she is! How are you feeling, love?” Matt questions, squeezing your shoulders soothingly.

“Nervous, you?” you admit and his smile turns downward.

“What’s making you nervous? How can I help?”

“It just feels like a big scene, that’s all.”

“Darling, we’ve done so many big scenes. What else is going on?” he pushes and you sigh, nervously fidgeting with the ends of your wig.

“I guess it’s weird this is it, you know? It’s been months of us working together and after today we’re basically done. It’s daunting, I want to make sure the relationship feels right at its conclusion for the season.”

“It will, I promise. You’re brilliant and we’ve worked so hard to cultivate this dynamic–we know exactly what to do together, yeah?”

“But do we?” you question and immediately regret it. His brows furrowed as you kick yourself for letting your confused personal feelings get in the way of the work. “Never mind, I’m just psyching myself out. You’re right, as always.”

Matt opens his mouth to reply but the director calls you to your marks and all you can do is squeeze his hand before going to your spot, closing your eyes and banishing yourself from your mind–you are Alys, he is Daemon, you two are fighting because tensions are coming to a head.

You two do several takes but something feels off. You’re both hitting your lines and your marks but there’s something missing, which you’re obsessively trying to solve as shooting’s paused for lunch. As you finish up your smorgasbord of snacks, your favorite craft service meal, Matt approaches, his eyes focused on you.

“Everything okay?”

“Do you trust me?” he asks, his eyes tunneling into yours with an intensity you’ve never seen from him off camera.

“Of course” you reply without hesitation and he nods.

“I’m doing a slight improv, will you follow my lead?”

“Of course” you repeat, just as the director calls you back to set.

Your nerves have returned but you’re eager to see Matt’s idea play out–you’ve both improved different moments over the course of filming and they often lead to your best takes.

The director calls action and your lines repeat as they have all day long. You’re lost in the moment, noting Matt approaching you much more closely than previously. This must be it–he wants more physical tension in the scene and you kick yourself for not thinking of it yourself. Suddenly, Matt’s hands roughly grab your arms pulling your chests flush together.

Your gasp is real, as is the way your own hands rise to grip his shoulders as he towers over you. Your Alys brain kicks in and you switch to struggling against him, eager to get away from this man who could easily overpower you.

“Don’t leave” he breathes out quietly, a line not in the script, his eyes earnest and glossy with emotion.

“You know as well as I why I must, no matter what we may…sense in one another” you ad-lib and though it fits Alys’ intentions, your own desires easily bleed through.

“And what is it you sense in me?”

“Danger…lust” you sigh, eyes instinctually dropping to his mouth. Your heart’s in your throat, this is the most you two have leaned into the characters’ sexual tension. “And what do you see within me?”

“Temptation…damnation” he replies fervently. You two hold each other’s gaze and you feel your eyes growing misty as are Matt’s before you. He begins to lean in and as much as you desperately want to give in, Alys would never, so you forcefully push your hands into his chest until a few feet separate you.

Your breathing is labored, your face feels flushed, and you nearly forget the final scripted line that concludes the scene, “I told you you’d die in this castle, Daemon…I refuse to die with you.”

A single tear escapes Daemon’s eyes and you turn on your heels, head high as you leave the room before the director yells “Cut! Holy shit you two, thank god we had coverage on both of you. That was perfect. I’m going to call Ryan to review the changes but that was brilliant. Hang tight for a few minutes, okay?”

You nod, dizzy with emotion. You can’t force yourself to look in Matt’s direction, the vulnerability and intensity of the scene making you feel exposed. Instead, you stumble over to craft services asking for a mug of tea to settle your nerves. You take a deep swig and feel some of the tension leave your shoulders but the butterflies in your stomach refuse to follow their lead. You hear someone approaching and know before you hear his deep voice saying your name that it’s Matt.

“Are you okay? Was that too much?” he questions and you force yourself to turn around.

“I’m fine, it was brilliant.”

“Then why do you look so shaken?” he questions, hands going to rest on your shoulders, as they have countless times over the last few months. You find yourself stepping out of his hold, feeling too raw to stomach being touched right now. Your thoughts are racing and your heart is pounding and being this close to him is too much.

“It was just intense, that’s all.”

“It was, wasn’t it?” he agrees, his eyes boring into your face despite your refusal to meet his gaze. You simply nod, taking another sip of tea.

“It felt real” you breath out and immediately regret it. “Sorry, that’s silly, I didn’t mean…” you trail off, unsure how to express all that you’re thinking and feeling right now.

“I don’t think it’s silly” he replies quietly and you shut your eyes. You have to be imagining things, he can’t possibly be admitting to feeling similarly to you; it’s impossible, for countless reasons. You’re saved from responding by the director calling you back to set and you quickly walk past Matt, mug firmly in your grip as you try to steady yourself to appear professional.

“Ryan loved it guys, that’s a wrap on Daemon and Alys at Harrenhal for season two!” he cheers and the crew bursts into claps and whistles. You force a smile and express your gratitude towards the director and crew before quickly excusing yourself to your trailer, not waiting around to see what Matt has to say to everyone.

Your team must feel your anxious energy because they get you out of costuming, hair, and makeup in record time. You say your farewells, frantically getting into one of the waiting cars that will whisk you away to your hotel. You regret, on some level, not saying goodbye to Matt but you promise yourself you’ll text him in the morning and meet for breakfast.

As the elevator rises you text Emma, Hey, crazy day, room service together tonight?

You toss your phone on the bed without waiting for a reply, peeling off your clothes and jumping in the shower. You just need to wash this day away. Once you feel yourself fully reinhabiting your body again, you turn off the water, dry yourself, and do your skincare before changing into sweats. A knock sounds from your door and you feel more tension leaving your body as you go to answer it, assuming you’ll find Emma on the other side.

Your heart stutters when you’re instead met by Matt’s anxious gaze, his hands feverishly running through his hair. “Matt?”

“You just left” he replies, voice tight with an emotion you can’t place.

“I…I was tired, I just wanted to unwind” you say, offering this half truth. His intense stare makes you fear you aren’t convincing him.

“Can I come in, please? Just for a moment. I can’t help but feel like I did something wrong.”

You nod shallowly, stepping to the side before closing the door behind him. An awkward silence descends and you perch nervously on the foot of your bed. Your phone buzzes beside you and you glance over to see their reply Can’t sorry, I’ve got a night shoot–tomorrow?

“Do you need to get that?” Matt’s voice draws you back to the moment in front of you and you watch as he paces the floor.

“No, Matt, but can you please sit down? You’re making me nervous.”

“I’m sorry, I just…I keep replaying that final take and what you said afterwards and how you disappeared and I can’t help but feel like I’ve crossed a line or upset you.”

“Matt, you heard the director, it was a brilliant move. It worked beautifully, why would that upset me?”

“Because it felt real” he replies and you freeze at your own words repeated back to you. “But it couldn’t have been, could it? We were both in wigs and calling each other different names.”

You don’t know what to say so Matt plows ahead, “Not when we’re friends and colleagues and I’m old enough to be your father.”

You're surprised by the snort that erupts from you, “Matt, that’s a little dramatic. You are not old enough to be my father for Christ’s sake.”

“Well I’m certainly too old to be your partner” he replies quietly, finally stopping his pacing with his back to you. “Far too old to kid myself into thinking you’d be interested in me that way.”

You freeze, your breath stolen from your chest at his words. “Matt?” you question tentatively, rising to place a gentle hand on his shoulder blade but he moves from your touch.

“Fuck, I’m sorry. See? I knew this was stupid and unprofessional and putting you in an uncomfortable position and I value our friendship but still went ahead and blew it up and–”

“Matt” you say firmly and he turns at the stern tone of your voice. His eyes are sad as they meet yours and the slump of his shoulders is so un-Matt-like that it breaks your heart a little. You step forward and place your hand to his cheek, a thrill racing through you as he closes his eyes, nuzzling into your touch. You stay like that for a moment, each of you seemingly nervous to break this fragile moment. Finally, he releases a deep breath and his hands land on your hips as his eyes open again. “This isn’t a good idea.”

“Why?” he questions, stepping closer until your bodies are flush together.

You raise your other hand, gently moving a strand of hair out of his face, “Because I’m just…me and you’re…you’re you, Matt, and you’ll realize that quickly. You’ll also realize that even though I seem to have my life together, I’m ultimately just shy of 30 and still trying to figure shit out. You’re settled, you know who you are and what you want. I can’t offer you the same in return and that’s unfair.”

Your admission hangs in the air between you for a long moment, “But you’d want to? If I told you I’m not remotely concerned about anything you just said?”

“I would but only if you believe me when I tell you I think what you said before is bullshit too.”

He smiles fondly at you, his calloused thumb rising to skim your cheekbone down to your chin, before raising to faintly trace the shape of your mouth. Your heart’s in your throat as you rise on your toes slightly, offering your parted lips to him in offering. His hand curls into your hair as he painstakingly slowly joins your lips together.

Your heart settles at the rightness of the kiss, the care with which he handles you. He allows you to lead the way, your mouths learning the feel of each other before you brush your tongue against his mouth which he gladly opens to you. As your tongues twine, you surrender to the moment, fully leaning your weight into him as you pull him as close as humanly possible. He returns your eagerness with his own and you’re pleased at the soft groan that falls from his lips into yours. When you finally pull away, he drops his forehead to yours as you catch your breaths that mingle in the air between you.

The peaceful moment stretches onward, neither of you wanting to end it. However, your stomach finally does as it rumbles loudly causing Matt to laugh. “I always tell you, just snacking all day is not enough, darling.”

“It’s not snacking, it’s a personalized charcuterie board” you protest, chuckling at this long-standing disagreement.

“Room service? I can’t bear the thought of not being within two feet of you the rest of the night” he says and you nod, chuckling at his admission.

“First Omen?” you question and he scoffs, pulling you onto the bed with him as he grabs the remote.

“Absolutely not, we’re watching the original first” he insists and you hum your assent, curling into his side and you’re struck by how natural it feels. “Youth, these days” he sighs, jokingly.

“You really know how to ruin a moment, don’t you Matthew?”

His only response is to giggle and place a soft kiss to your temple before picking up the phone to order you both a feast.

Matt taglist (message or comment to be added!): @slayraxes-blogs @littlehorrorlover @decaffeinatedparadisepost

Side note: Part Three of my ongoing Matt series is written, I'm just editing and planning what comes next before posting

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reverieblondie · 1 year ago

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Neighbors

Chapter 4: Via the Window

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Pairing: TASM!Peter Parker x Reader

Warnings: Eludes to voyeurism kink but nothing explicit.

Summary: It's time you thank Spider-Man properly...

A/N: I hope you enjoy the update! Hoping to get these out more frequently!

Word Count: 2,392

‘If I shut my blinds you won’t know where to come get your thank you.’

‘Thank me how’?

‘Come by Monday night and find out?’

‘I will swing by then’

Your Sunday has been spent in two ways. One you had taken the time to get ready for your first week of school. Write out your schedule and figure out what buildings your classes would be in. Best to prepare for your first day to eliminate any surprises that could occur. Two, and far more nerve-wracking; you kept talking with Spider-Man through notes via your window. At the time leaving notes and checking every few hours for a new message from your pen pal was an exciting experience. It was a thrill to get a new message when you weren't even able to catch a glimpse of him! How could he even be that sneaky?

Well now it’s Monday and you're having to reflect on your messages…

You said you wanted to thank him, but now that it's Monday you find yourself playing with the last note he left you. You're still trying to wrack your brain for ideas, but you can’t sit and stir forever. You have a big day ahead! As you're getting ready to leave for school you're double, triple checking that you have your things and that you look decent. Going from the living room to your bedroom, back to the living room to the bathroom like a madman. Once you scramble into the kitchen to make a bottle of water, it clicks. Turning towards your admittedly out-of-date oven the brilliant idea hits, cookies!

Who doesn’t like cookies? Maybe it's a bit old-fashioned or maybe he doesn’t like sweets, but it's the thought that counts right? Just a nice thankful gesture right? Well, there are other thankful gestures you could do for him…But you quickly shake away the thought, you don’t even really know him best not to cross any boundaries; not yet at least.

Getting your mind off of…activities you check your phone and see that you need to leave, don’t want to risk being late on your first day. Doing one last run you check yourself and your things. Before you exit your apartment you find yourself going to your window on pure impose, checking it one last time before you leave. A part of you wishes you would see him swinging by like he's checking on you but you know you won’t catch him.

Walking out of your apartment you look over to Peter's apartment. You haven’t seen him since your moment together in the laundry room. Admittedly you take your time locking your door for the off chance Peter would be leaving his apartment at the same time as you. Though you quickly come to find that your day is not going to start with seeing a brave hero or your annoyingly cute neighbor, that's not going to be a damper on your day. Walking to school making sure to stay out of the bike lane you open your phone and start looking up cookie recipes.

As expected the first day of classes was nothing more than a lot of info dumping about the class and all the materials needed to be successful in the class. Yes, it is easy to just sit and listen but that doesn’t mean it's any less tiring to have to go through. Taking a stretch you feel your muscles stretch and hear your bones softly popping. Just have to go to the store then you can get your little thank you gift for spidy going. The thought of seeing him leaves a giddy feeling to swell in your stomach. But that is soon interrupted when you see a familiar face walking past.

Well, well if it isn't your odd neighbor, of course he didn’t mention you two go to the same university, typical…

“Peter!”, you call out

In an instant, he's stopping and turning to meet your eyes with a somewhat surprised look on his face, though there is a slight hint of a smile on the corners of his lips. You quickly approach him making your way past the swarm of other exhausted college students.

“You know this is starting to get a bit frequent, first the elevator, then the laundry room, now here. Are you following me?” He teases with an annoyingly adorable smile.

“Yeah, if I’m going to stalk anyone it would be a celebrity, not my random neighbor.”

“You would stalk someone? Bad girl…”

The teasing nickname sends a rush over your spine but you must resist, he's insufferable…and adorable…dammit.

Ignoring the comment you kept the conversation moving, “You know most people mention if they go to the same school as someone else they know.”

He shrugs, “True, but that kills the fun of you having to figure it out.”

“Oh, so fun Pete”

“You're welcome. Are you done for the day?”

“Yeah, I was heading home, well going to go to the store then home.”

Peter smiles as he adjusts his backpack, “I was also heading home, you want some company for the trip?” - Well isn't this a friendly change?

“Sure.”

Now you have eggs and sugar, but chocolate chips, flour, brown sugar, and vanilla extract you need to buy. Just to find them is the issue, this store Peter took you to is different from the one you have started to get accustomed to. Peters runs off to grab something, leaving you to wander down the aisles by yourself, so much for his company...

As you browse down the aisle something catches your eye and it's staring in your direction. Two men seem to be whispering and glancing in your direction. You turn to see if they are looking behind you but nothing seems to be odd enough to catch any attention. Facing them again you see they have slid closer and you're starting to feel nervous that it may be you that is catching their attention, but why?

Is there something on your face? Are they staring at your basket? Are you doing something wrong? You're starting to become uneasy as you do your best to just ignore them. They are whispering amongst themselves and you just keep your eyes forward, just ignore them, and let them walk past you.

As the men start to walk in your direction a sudden warmth then wraps around you for a second you're frightened but as you look to see who has their arm wrapped around you you see Peter's striking profile.

“There you are, did you find all the ingredients?”

You look at him confused and he just winks before holding you tighter, sliding his hands to hold you in a hug as his chin rests on your shoulder. The feeling sends a rush down your spine. It's all so quick and confusing, why is he holding you? Did he see you were nervous? Turning you see Peter staring at the two men who had been approaching you up. But now seeing that Peter is with you they quickly scurry away.

Once they are gone Peter's warmth leaves you and there is a zipping of your bag and things start to click.

With a smirk, Peter ruffles your hair and you glare at him.

“You need to pay attention before you get pickpocketed.”

Swatting away his hands he smiles before grabbing your basket and heading towards the register. You bite back a smile and take a second to fix your hair before following him.

“You know I could have carried my bags”

“No, no, it's fine. If my aunt May found out I walked home with someone without helping with the groceries I might just get disowned.”

“Oh? Is that where you learned to be so chivalrous?” you say mockingly as you unlock your door.

After a little effort with the old lock, you get the door open and gesture for Peter to step in. As he steps inside and you see him looking around you realize he's the first guest you have had in your apartment. Taking the groceries from him you start putting away things you don’t need and taking out the things you do.

“You keep staring around at the place, are you not impressed by my decorating skills?”

“Actually smarty pants, I am impressed, might need you to come over and help me with my place. You even managed to get the mildew smell out.”

You smile then turn on your oven with a turn to the old dial, “I charge by the hour and am very bossy. I will warn you”

Peter's eyes flash with mischief, “I wouldn't mind that…”

Folding your arms over your chest you look at him confused, is he flirting? Peter's confidence starts to falter as he rubs the back of his neck trying to ignore the budding tension in the small kitchen. Looking at your counter he sees all the ingredients out.

“Making something?” -smooth change the subject

“I am, just some cookies for a…Friend?” that is technically what you are doing…but can you call Spider-man a friend? You two are friendly but friends? Before you can get wrapped up in thought Peter is speaking up.

“Friend? Judging from how you say it, I assume you two are very close.”

Start to take out your measuring cups and recipe. You roll your eyes at him, “He's a new friend, well acquaintance…”

Peter eyes your hands as you start to place everything down. His eyes on you are starting to make you slightly nervous…but in a good way…where it feels like a rush, “I'm an acquaintance and neighbor.”

“Well, he helped me with something.”

“Um, I carried your groceries and took care of a spider for you.”

“I thought you were carrying my groceries so you wouldn't be disowned, and if I recall you called me dramatic about the spider.”

Peter thinks for a moment before snapping his fingers, “Playful banter between friends.”

Wow, he wants cookies. Letting out a sigh you look at his smirking face trying not to smile. “Do you like chocolate chip?”

“That's my favorite.” -of course it is…

Peter then gives you one more smile before grabbing his bag to leave. “Well, I will leave you to it. Thank you.”

“Oh get cookies then leave?”

“I have a deadline, unfortunately, those spider-man pictures won’t edit themselves”

The mention of the hero's name causes you to perk up, as Peter is heading towards the door you muster up the courage to ask him about it. “Do you think maybe I could see some of your pictures sometime?”

Peter adjusted his bag on his shoulder opening the door, “Bring the cookies and you can look through all my photos. Later.”

Carefully you tie a neat blue bow on the bag to make sure it stays closed. Finally, you got the cookies done and to your credit, they are probably the best cookies you have ever made. Thank you internet for all the baking tips!

Looking out the window you see it is very late and it's time to get ready for bed after all your hard work. Stepping into your room you go to shut the curtains so you can get changed, but as you go to shut the curtains you have a stray thought…what if he's watching out there…swallowing your dry throat you keep the curtain open and turn your back to your window. He said he would be by later… it's later…

With trembling hands, you lift your shirt over your head dropping it to the floor as you shake your hair out.

Is he out there…

Sliding your hands down your body you start undoing your pants slowly, your body feels hot and you can feel your face flushing to a bright red as you strip down to your underwear, closing your eyes you go to slide down your panties.

The thought of his gloved hands roaming across your skin, the feeling of his weight and warmth pushed against you, stomach tying into knots and with a deep breath you open your eyes looking over your shoulder, and you see…

Nothing…

Whipping your hand down your face you quickly grab your pajamas and put them on. What were you doing stripping like he would be watching…Ugh, that is so embarrassing! You don’t know him and here you are getting horny like a fangirl, get a grip on yourself! You need to start meeting more people so you stop fantasizing about superheroes… maybe Peter has friends…or maybe Peter…

No! Not crossing that line, he's the only person you know in this city you can’t go mucking that up! No way! Off limits!

Walking to the kitchen you look at the two bags of cookies, Peters you will drop off tomorrow. A smile stretches to your lips, you two have become something akin to friends. It's a relief to have him not hate your guts still snarky though…but funny. Maybe you will run into him at school again…

Turning to the other back you feel your heart race increase, Spidys cookies… You hope that he enjoys these. There is the chance he might find this as a lame gift, you can only imagine what kinds of gifts he receives after saving people. Have others made him treats? Giving him money? Presents? Something else…would he want that…You swallow your dry throat and quickly write a note attaching it to the bag to keep your mind busy.

Do spiders enjoy sweets? - you include a doodle of a spider seemingly eating a cookie.

Hopefully, he likes them and isn’t disappointed by the thank you.

Walking over and opening the window there is a slight breeze that sends a chill through you. You wish you could leave the window open tonight to enjoy the breeze but you know better. Placing the bag of treats on the window seal you adjust the note and the bow so they look perfectly placed. Once set you look out into the glimmering lights of the city taking in the breeze, the sights, the noises, but that's when you hear a clearing of a throat. Looking up you see that iconic mask, body clinging to the wall as he looks down at you.

“You have a thank you for me?” his voice coos

You forget all about your cookies…

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prettyngeto · 19 days ago

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sukuna x f! reader - ongoing series

summary: one night (and one wine bottle in), you decide to sign up for an anonymous pen pal programme at uni. sukuna was given two options - a therapist or a pen pal. you can guess which one he chose. only problem? you hated each other's guts in real life.

content: uni au, anonymous pen pals, academic rivals to lovers, slow burn, bad boy sukuna x fed up reader, forensic sciences student! sukuna, mutual pining masked as academic warfare, sukuna lashes out at everyone except her because yes... he's still a little shit though, reader has a cute obsession with sea animals - specifically sharks, eventual smut 🌚

word count: 793 (ongoing)

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samanthacastano02 · 4 months ago

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Message in a Bottle

Felix x FemReader

Trigger Warnings: attempted kidnapping, light violence, fluff, protective SKZ, mentions of past abuse, current injury caused by non-skz members, Probably more

Word Count: 7.7K

Summary: You and Felix unknowingly become pen-pals, having talked now for three years you decide that you want to finally meet him. When he tells you who he is, you think that it’s a prank at first but he assures you that it’s not. What happens when you end up meeting.

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photos not mine, except for texts screenshots. Credit goes to the photographers

Message In a Bottle - Taylor Swift (song I used as inspiration)

I had heard about people signing up to get pen-pals for months before I had decided to listen to my best friend and do it as well. He said that it would be good for me to have someone to talk to other than him, he didn’t want me to be lonely when he wasn’t able to talk for long periods of time. When I had been matched up with my pen-pal Felix, it was both the most exciting and most terrifying day I had experienced in a while. He was hesitant to tell me much about himself, not even actually going by his real name, rather going by YoungLix. It didn’t make much sense to me but I didn’t question it because I was sure there was a reason behind it. I had found out that he was living in South Korea but was originally from Sydney Australia, which funny enough also happened to be where I was from as well. When I first started talking to Felix, I told my best friend Chan all about it. At first he was super excited for me but the more I described what I knew about my pen-pal the more he became quiet and responded with short answers. I wasn’t sure what the problem was but I never tried to push it, and he never brought it up. After a year of talking to Felix, I could tell that I was falling for him but I knew that there was no chance that he felt the same for me so I forced myself to move on from him, even though a part of me still liked him.

Present:

A part of me always wanted to know what Felix looked like but I knew that he would never reveal what he looked like to me or who he was. I didn’t know if it was out of fear or out of lack of trust. The other part of me was glad that he didn’t want to because it was hard for me to trust men after what happened with my ex, the only man that I can trust is Chan. If it weren’t for him, I truly do not think that I would be alive right now. He wants me to ask Felix to meet but I can't. I can't face rejection and I can’t face the possibility that he might actually want to meet. I don’t know why he’s so adamant that I meet Felix. Yes, Felix is a sweetheart through and through but nothing could possibly come of it because he doesn’t see me that way. Just as I get too much into my head, I hear my phone go off with a notification that I have a text message, a text message from Felix.

Felix’s POV:

I knew that I should have told y/n that I knew who she was, I knew when Chan had shown me a picture of his childhood best friend. I was slightly scared to tell her because I didn’t want her to stop talking to me because she thought that I had hidden this from her, it’s not that I had wanted to hide it from her. When I had revealed it to Chan that I knew who she was and that I had been paired up with her as her pen-pal, he had told me that she was in a relationship, so I didn’t tell her then as to not make that more complicated for her, but then Chan mentioned that her relationship ended but on bad terms. He wouldn’t go into detail about it but I knew that it was bad, he told me that it wasn’t his place to explain the details and that it was up to her to reveal those details when she was ready. He knows how I feel about her, he knows that I am head over heels for her and that I want nothing more than to love her, but he also knows that she is terrified and might not accept another relationship. It hurts that he thinks she might not want a relationship with me but I want to hold onto the hope that one day she will.

Your POV:

I want to meet Felix but part of me is scared to even ask if he’d be willing to meet. What if he says no, and then I have to live with the fact that the only other person other than my ex that I have ever wanted doesn’t even want to meet me. Ever since my ex, I know that I am insecure and I know that I still have a lot of healing to do, but I want to be able to do that healing with Felix. I don’t even know how to explain the way that he makes me feel, the warm fluffy feeling he gives me whenever he texts me and calls me sunshine. That nickname all started one day when I had complained that I felt like I had no one and was super sad, so he told me that if I felt like I had no one I could be his someone and be his sunshine. I knew that he was only telling me that to make me feel better but the nickname stuck and since then for the last two years he’s called me his sunshine. I want to be his sunshine in person, I want to be his girlfriend and be with him and travel with him and just be there for him. I want to take that leap and trust him.

I’m not sure how to respond to that so I decide that for right now I don’t need to. I don’t know how to dress or act anymore around someone who isn’t Chan. I haven’t been on a date or even out with anyone in a year and a half since things ended with my ex. While I had known Felix for three years, we had never called and he had never shared a photo of himself but I had shown him one photo of myself after he had practically begged me to. I knew that I needed Chan's input on what to do and how I should approach this.

Felix’s POV:

I was in the practice room going over my solo for what felt like the hundredth time, I knew it like the back of my hand but I wanted it to be perfect for STAY because I knew that there could always be improvements made for it. I was so into my practice that I didn’t hear the door open, I damn near jumped out of my skin when I looked in the mirror and saw that Chan was standing by the door. He had to take about five minutes to calm himself down from laughing so hard when he watched me jump from scaring me. I glared at him while waiting for him to stop laughing at me.

“Channie Hyung, what are you doing here?”

“I hear that you will be meeting y/n finally.” “Yea, when we are in Australia, I will be taking her out to dinner.” “Felix, you need to tell her who you are before that. That you know who I am, don’t surprise her the day of because she will run off.” “Why?”

“She has had a hard life, her past has not been kind to her and the moment she is scared she will run as a defense mechanism. She wants to heal and be happy, but she doesn’t know how to without being scared.” “What happened to her?”

“I’m starting to realise that she’s not going to tell you on her own, Felix.”

“It’s bad isn’t it.” “Yea it is, do you remember when I had to take that short leave around a year and a half ago and I went back home for a month?” “Yeah? You said that there was a family emergency.” “While that is partly true, it wasn’t biological family that had the emergency.” “It was yn.”

“Yes.”

“Chris, what happened that caused you to go home for a month.” “Y/n’s ex, was very abusive and controlling,

Chris’s Pov:

I had gotten a call from y/n asking me for help saying that she wanted to leave her ex because he had been controlling her and had started hitting her. She was scared that it was going to get worse and if she didn’t leave him soon, he was going to cause her even more harm than he already had. I immediately talked to JYP and explained that there was a family emergency that required my attention and that I needed to be home for a month at least. I was thankful that he gave me the month off and that I was able to go home and help her.

When I got to Australia, I immediately started helping y/n slowly and secretly pack up her essentials, things that she would need. I knew that I would be able to replace her other things that she couldn’t take with her. She was terrified that if she took too many things that he would be able to tell that she was planning on leaving and he would try to stop her. So together we only packed a few of her favorite clothing items, her memorabilia and the stuffed animals that she had collected over the years. Slowly moving them into a new apartments closer to my parents place, so that she would have someone near her that she knew. My parents wanted her to live with them but she didn’t want to burden them, even when they insisted she refused. It broke my parents hearts that she was going through this because y/n was like another daughter to them, after y/n’s parents died my parent’s helped raise her and her older brother until he had joined the military. That’s how y/n and I had become best friends, through her older brother, the three of us were like three peas in a pod. We were inseparable, always together. Her brother had always wanted to join the military and he did, but a year after I had debuted he was killed in action, leaving y/n completely alone and it killed me that I couldn’t be here for her, thankfully Hanah took over my job as best friend and helped keep her happy.

The night that everything was supposed to happen, y/n’s ex was supposed to be at work but he had come home early and had caught y/n when she was trying to leave. He had prevented her from leaving, pinning her to the ground by her throat, it was a miracle that she was able to place a call out to me. When I answered the phone all I could hear was her struggling, I knew that she needed help. I don’t know how many traffic laws I broke trying to get to her old apartment so that I could help her. I beat the police there, when I got there I found y/n unconscious on the ground with her ex above her. All I saw was red, I ripped him off of her, I knew that I still needed to protect my idol image so I kept him away from her until the police arrived and took him away. I was able to ride with her to the hospital and stay until she woke up.

When she woke up, she wouldn’t let anyone near her, not even me. It broke me that she had lost trust in everyone around her. She wouldn’t talk about what had happened with her ex before she had called me and before I had arrived but by what I could piece together I knew that it wasn’t good. I stayed with her for as long as I could until I had to go back to Korea. My parents and Hanah continued to stay with her and help her while she recovered.

Felix’s POV:

“Wow, Chan I had no idea that she had been through that much.” “She doesn’t talk about it much. I know that it still affects her a lot.” “I’ll make sure to talk to her as soon as possible. I don’t want to scare her off. I want her to feel safe and comfortable with me.” “I’m really glad to hear that.” “I care about her a lot Chan.” “I know she doesn’t say it but she cares about you as well.” “You really think so?” “I know so Felix.”

“Chan, I know that I have never spoken to her over the phone other than text, I have never seen her in person, but I know that I love her.” “If you give her time, I know that she could love you to Felix.”

With that I have the hope that one day y/n might be able to love me in the way that I love her. If I give her time and show her that I am not like her ex and will never be like her ex, she might learn to love me. With a smile on my face I continue to practice my solo stage with a new found vigor and happiness. Chan left me to continue to practice, if I had looked in the mirror I would have seen him watching me with a smile, knowing that two of his best friends were slowly finding their way towards happiness.

Your POV:

It had been a horrible day at work, my boss was an ass and a creep. Not leaving me alone no matter what I said or did to try and get him to leave me alone. Not even pretending that I had a boyfriend would get him to leave me alone, he just said that if I had a boyfriend why did he never hear anything about it and why did he never see him around at work events where other partners were invited. I wanted to report him to hr but he was the head boss's son and I knew that all he would get was a slap on the wrist, and the worst I could get was actually fired. If I waited just one more week I would get to see Crhis and finally meet Felix. He had made sure to text me every day and he was always so sweet to me. I sadly hadn’t heard much from him today but at the same time I was pretty busy myself and if I had been able to respond I knew that I wouldn’t have been very good company. When I did finally receive his text, it definitely wasn’t what I was expecting. I didn’t know whether I should be scared or excited at what he was asking.

I expect him to not call me, thinking that it’s a prank but instead my phone screen lights up with his caller id. I pick up, thinking that he’s not going to say anything but before I can say anything I can hear him begging me to not hang up and to let him explain his reasoning behind not telling me right away that he did know who I was.

“Y/n, before you hang up on me. Please let me explain.” I hear Felix’s deep voice beg.

“Why didn’t you tell me that you knew who I was and that you knew Chris?” “I didn’t want to scare you off. I was scared that if I told you I knew, that you would get scared.” “I guess that’s fair, after what’s happened to me.” “I didn’t mean to keep it from you for so long.” “Did you think that I would have been mad that you were also Chan’s friend and a part of Stray Kids?”

“I don’t know. I just didn’t want you to stop talking to me. You mean too much for me to lose.” “Don’t ever tell Chris that I told you this, but you have always been my bias in Stray Kids.”

“You’re joking.” “Nope.” I laugh out.

I don’t know how long we spent on the phone together, all I know is that when I woke up the next morning we were still on the call together. I could hear movement on his end. I don’t know why he didn’t end up hanging up but a part of me was thankful that he didn’t, it was nice to know that he wanted to stay on the phone even when there wasn’t any conversation happening. I didn’t want him to continue to think that I was still asleep, so I made sure to let him know that I was awake.

“Good morning Felix, I hope you slept well.” “Jesus, y/n. Give a man a warning before you scare the living shit out of him.” “I’m sorry. To be honest though, I thought you would have hung up last night when I fell asleep.” “You asked me not to.”

“I did?” “Yeah, do you not remember?” “No, I don’t. But you could have once I was asleep. I was probably sleep deprived and not thinking.” “Y/n, it’s ok. I didn’t mind being on the phone the entire night as you slept. It was actually quite refreshing having someone there even if it wasn’t physically.” “Well I’m glad that I could help.” “I honestly wouldn’t mind doing that more often.”

“We could probably manage to make a habit of it.” “We can talk about it more tonight, sadly I have to go. Seungmin is getting impatient and doesn’t want to be late to recording today.”

“Go, I don’t want you to be late.” “It would be worth it for you.” “Felix, go. Don’t be late.” “Fine, fine. I’ll talk to you tonight.”

Before I can respond he hung up and I’m left on my own. I can’t believe that I have inadvertently known who my pen-pal is this whole time. I know that all of Chan’s member’s from his group are super nice and super sweet and caring, so I know that there is nothing to worry about when it comes to Felix. It still doesn’t stop the subconscious fear that something bad will happen.

Night of Concert:

I thought that I would be meeting Felix for the first time in person before the concert but their schedule unfortunately didn’t allow him time until after their concert. He assured me time and time again that if I was uncomfortable he would stay away and just let me spend tonight with Chan but I wanted to also spend time with him. I knew that he wouldn’t do anything to make me uncomfortable. Chan knew that I wouldn’t be comfortable out in the crowd so when I arrived at the venue he had security meet me out in the back and walk me back to where the boys were. Before the person that I saw before the concert was Chan, I couldn’t get over the fact of how different he looked from the last time I had seen him.

Watching them perform and the energy that they have was out of this world, just from watching them you could tell that they love their fans and want to do whatever they can to make them happy. I admire them so much for what they are able to do and how much they are able to push themselves.

After the Concert:

I wasn’t entirely sure where I was supposed to meet Chan and the rest of the boys after the concert so I just waited by the side of the stage, waiting while they all said their goodbyes to Stay. I wasn’t paying full attention to my surroundings because for once I felt that I was safe and that nothing would happen to me with Chan right there, only a few feet from me. I was watching, waiting for them to step off the stage when I felt a rough hand grasp my upper arm, and begin to drag me away from the side of the stage.

“I don’t know how you managed to get backstage but you aren’t supposed to be back here.” the person said, I presumed he was a security guard that hadn’t been informed that I had clearance to be back here.

“Ow, please let go of me. I have permission to be back here. I’m friends with Chan. He got me back here himself.”

“Yeah, I’ve heard that one before.” “I’m telling the truth, if you just wait for him to come off stage he’ll tell you.” “I’m not going to wait and allow you to get close to them.” At this I begin to panic. I didn’t know how much longer they were going to be on stage and I didn’t see any of the other staff around who were there before the show.

“Please, let go of me.” “Not gonna happen.” I try to pull my arm free from him, but his grip tightens on my arm. I cry out in pain and my mind goes into overdrive, I panic and blackout.

Felix’s POV:

Throughout the entire show I could see that y/n had been just off to the side of the stage, she seemed to be really enjoying herself and that made me really happy. I was excited to finally get to meet her, and not just over the phone but we had to close out the show first. Every once in a while throughout the entire show I would look over to her and just seeing the excitement and joy on her face made me even more energetic and as much as I didn’t want to admit it I wanted the show to be over so that I could see her.

As the show was closing, I looked over one last time and saw that she was no longer by the side of the stage. As I looked around for her, I saw that she was getting dragged away by a security guard. I could see the panic on her face and I could feel the panic begin to rise in myself. At this point I really didn’t care what management said or did, all I knew was that I needed to help her and quickly. I ran over to Chan, tapped his shoulder, pointed at her and before he could even respond I was running off the stage towards her and the security guard.

“Stop! What are you doing?” I yell as I get closer to them, at this point y/n has seemed to shut down and curled in on herself.

“She’s a fan that managed to get backstage, I’m removing her from the facility.” The security guard tried to explain. He seemed annoyed that I was preventing him from doing so.

“No she’s not, she is a guest of both Chan and I.”

“Her? You don’t need to pretend just so a fan doesn’t get in trouble.” “Lixie, p-please help.” Y/n finally speaks, the fear in her voice snaps something in me.

“I need you to let go of her now. Especially if you want to keep your job, she is my guest and I do not take kindly to my guest being treated this way.” I start to get angry when he refuses to remove his hand from her arm.

“Felix, what’s happening?” I hear Chan call out from behind me as he and the rest of the group run up. I can see the anger form in Chan’s eyes the moment he sees what’s happening.

“Sir, I suggest you let go of y/n. Like now.” I.N says from behind Chan and I. I take a step towards the guard but he still refuses to let go of her. That’s when I realize, why is he so adamant about not letting her go? “You aren’t actually a part of our staff are you?” I ask, my blood running cold.

“What are you talking about? Of course I am.” The security guard stutters out.

“If you are, then let go of her. She is our guest, she has prior permission from both management and JYP himself to be back here. So there is no reason that you should have any issues letting her go.” Chan continues to try to get him to let her go, while he distracts the security guard. I motioned for Han and Changbin to go find another security guard.

“Who are you?” The security guard comes rushing up with Han and Changbin, that’s when all of us realize that he in fact was not part of our staff.

“Just stay back and no one has to get hurt.” He jerks y/n up, she cries out in pain. Chan seems to freeze, almost knowing what’s happening now.

“Let her go. How much is he paying you to do this?” Chan questions.

“Enough that I’m willing to risk my freedom.” The false security guard responds. At Chan’s question, I realize that it’s her ex that’s behind this. I tap Changbin, trying to tell him that I want him to go with me and get behind the guy, without him realizing that we both have moved.

As Chan and the rest of the members continue to distract the guy and try to get him to release y/n. Changbin and I slowly move so that we are behind the guy, I can’t see what’s happening in front of him anymore but I trust that the rest of the guys will be able to keep things under control until Changbin and I can execute our plan. I don’t know if Chan and y/n have like some secret language but I see y/n duck down and Changbin takes this as his chance to put the false security guard in a headlock, allowing our security to get to the guy while both Chan and I rushed towards y/n. Both he and I could tell that she was in shock and needed to be removed from the situation as soon as possible. Chan gave me one look and nodded. I knew that he wanted me to take y/n away from here, bring her back to our changing room and wait for them until everything was settled.

I swept in and scooped y/n up, carrying her to where our dressing room was. I could feel her wrap herself around me the best she could with the way that I was carrying her, her grip on me tight but not enough to cause me any pain or discomfort. I tightened my grip on her, letting her know that I was there and that I wouldn’t let anything happen to her. I saw one of our staff members rushing around packing things up from the concert, completely unaware of what had happened. I knew that y/n’s arm was going to be bruised so I called out and asked for ice. I was in the room and the door was shut before I could hear a response from the staff member.

“L-lixie. P-please d-don’t let g-go o-of me.” I hear y/n stutter out when we get into the room. I don’t know entirely why she trusts me so much without having actually met me in person but at this point in time I’m really glad that she does.

“I won’t, I promise.” I walk over to the couch, sitting down with her still in my arms.

“Thank you, thank you for finding me before he got me out of the arena.” “Y/n, I will always find you.”

“Do you really mean that?” She almost seems scared of my answer.

“Yes, I will always and I mean always find you when you need me, and I will always be here even when you don’t need me.” “Why, why though?”

“Because, that’s what you do for people that you care about. And I care a lot about you.” “I care about you too Felix.” She responds before cuddling further into me.

Your POV:

I don’t know how long it was before the rest of the guys came into the room, but I must have fallen asleep because I can feel Felix shake me awake at some point. When I finally wake up, I feel something cold press into my arm and when I look down I notice that Felix is holding an ice pack to my arm where the security guard had grabbed. As I look around the room, I notice that the rest of the guys are quietly talking amongst each other while Chan and Felix are talking next to me. I can’t put together exactly what they are saying but when I finally am able to wake up fully, I try to move off of Felix’s lap but he tightens his grip on me, preventing me from getting off him.

“Stay, it’s ok.” He whispers in my ear.

“How long was I out for?” I ask quietly, a little embarrassed that I had fallen asleep.

“Not long, maybe 20 minutes at most.” “I’m sorry that I fell asleep and kept you all waiting.”

“Hey, sunshine don’t worry about it.” Felix responded before anyone else could.

“It’s nice to finally get to meet the famous y/n that Channie Hyung always talks about.” Han interrupts before anyone can say anything.

“Yea! It’s nice to finally put a face to the name that we’ve all heard so many good things about.” Hyunjin adds, smiling lightly at me.

“It’s really nice to meet all of you as well.” “Well, I assume that we all don’t want to stay at the venue any longer than we have to. Y/n I know it’s kind of a long drive back to your place. Did you make sleeping arrangements?” Chan asks me as the rest of the guys but Felix got up to go change.

“Um, no I didn’t. I was just going to drive back tonight.” “Yea no, not gonna happen.”

“Channie Hyung, I don’t mind sleeping on the couch for the night. I have my own room at the virbo we are staying at and she can stay there for the night.” I.N announces out of nowhere, all of us not realizing that he had come back into the room.

“Are you ok with that y/n?”

“Yea, I am.”

Later that Night:

When we all got to the Virbo, I wanted to go to sleep but at the same time I wanted to get to know the guys as well a little bit. It was hard to decide what I wanted to do, I decided that it was late and I wanted to sleep. I knew that the others would understand and be ok with talking in the morning. I follow Felix up to what originally would be I.N’s room, the bed is big and I’m starting to realize that I won’t be as comfortable as I originally thought.

“F-felix. Could you stay just until I fall asleep? Please?”

“Of course.”

I lay down under the covers, Felix starts to lay down on top of them but I don’t want him to be cold or uncomfortable while waiting for me to fall asleep because I don’t know how long it’ll take me. He gives me a questioning look before I nod again, hinting that I am ok with him laying under the covers with me. Once he’s under with me, I cuddle up to him, shocking both of us. I haven’t felt this comfortable with anyone except for Chan since my ex, but I’m glad that I feel comfortable with him. I want to feel comfortable with him. I don’t know how long we just lay there, enjoying each other’s presence, but before we both know it we both fall asleep.

Chan’s POV:

I was looking for Felix, looking on the couch but I couldn’t find him. I had no idea where he was but I wanted to thank him for being so helpful tonight with the whole y/n situation. Finding out that her ex had paid someone to take her scared the crap out of me, I didn’t know what he had planned for her but I knew that in the morning we needed to contact the police. I knew that it should have been done tonight but I couldn’t force even more stress on her, our security had the fake security in custody and would take him to the police station in the morning. I went to the room where Innie was supposed to be staying, the door was slightly open but I heard no movement or sounds coming from within, so I gently nudged the door open. When I looked in, I saw that y/n and Felix were both fast asleep holding onto each other for dear life. I didn’t have the heart to wake Felix up and have him move to the couch, if y/n was comfortable with him being here while she slept then I would let them be.

Y/n was like a little sister to me, I would do anything to see her happy and seeing the way that she’s so comfortable with Felix even after only having met him in person just tonight, I’m glad that she’s happy. I know that he would never do anything to make her uncomfortable, I know that he’ll treat her right when the time comes and she accepts her feelings for him. I decide to leave them alone, shutting the door behind me.

Y/n’s POV (The Next Morning):

When I wake up, it takes me a minute to remember that I’m not at home and that I’m actually at the Virbo with Chan, Felix and the rest of the guys. I go to get up but I hear a grumble from behind me and feel arms tighten around my middle. I momentarily panic before I remember that Felix had laid down with me and he must have fallen asleep with me. I decide to say screw it and turn in his arms. I slowly turn until I am facing him, even in his sleep he looks like an angel. I cuddle further into him, letting his arms wrap around me even more. I have never felt this warm and protected, I don’t ever want this feeling to go away.

“Good morning Sunshine.” Felix’s deep voice momentarily shocks me, forgetting how deep it can actually go.

“Good morning Lixie.”

“How did you sleep? I’m sorry that I fell asleep in here. I swear I meant to move out to the couch.”

“Lixie, it’s ok. If I’m being honest I’m glad that you didn’t go out to the couch. This might be some of the best sleep that I have gotten in a long time.” “Well, in that case I’m glad that I could be of assistance.”

Neither of us continue to talk, I just continue to look up at him and watch as he slowly wakes up. Before I can overthink it or stop myself from doing so, I lean up and press a soft kiss to his cheek. I wanted to kiss his lips, they looked so soft and kissable but I didn’t want to make him uncomfortable by doing that.

“What was that for?” Felix asks me out of shock.

“My way of saying thank you, again.”

“You really don’t need to thank me y/n.”

“But I want to. You didn’t have to stay in here with me until I fell asleep and you didn’t have to help last night.”

“Of course I would help you. Without hesitation.”

I don’t know how to respond to that so I just cuddle further into him, but he doesn’t let that go on for very long. I feel his hand under my chin, slowly forcing me to look up at him. When I look at him, I can see him looking between my eyes and my lips. I know what he wants to do but he won't unless I give him permission to, I decide that I’m going to make the decision for him. I lean into him and slowly press my lips to his, giving him the chance to pull away if I misread the signals. I hear his breath hitch before he deepens the kiss, pulling me into him more than I already was. The kiss doesn’t last very long before both of us are pulling away, we both are blushing as we look at each other.

“Wow.” I whisper.

“I wouldn’t mind doing that again.” Felix jests with me.

“I wouldn’t either.”

“We should probably get up before the others come barging in here.”

“You’re probably right.”

Felix and I talked to the staff, I knew that they had more SKZ Code to film but they were fine with me staying as long as I stayed out of the way and out of view of the camera. I was fine with that, I want to see what they boys were like when filming and their whole process. After they finished filming Chan had pulled me aside and explained that we still needed to talk to the police about what had happened with the fake security guard and how he was hired by my ex. When the police found out that my ex was behind the false security guard trying to kidnap me they immediately went after him and with the help of Chan and the rest of the guys they were able to arrest him. I knew for now that I was safe and that I didn’t have to worry about my ex trying anything.

Felix and I had wandered off from the rest of the group, not letting anyone know that we had left. We both knew that we should have but we didn’t even think about it, we just wanted to spend time together before he had to go back to Korea. I wanted to go with him, I didn’t want to stay in Australia while he was in Korea but I knew that moving now would be unreasonable. We continued to walk, not really caring where we were going, before we knew it we had ended up on the beach.

“I don’t want to leave, I just got you.” Felix whispered as he stopped walking, pulling me into him.

“I don’t want you to go either, but I can’t keep you here.” “When the tour ends, I want you to come visit me in Korea.”

“But that’s not until almost August. It’s only December, I don’t want to have to wait that long to see you again.”

“Then come with me, on the American leg of the tour.” “Would that even be allowed?”

“I’ll make sure that it gets cleared, I know it’ll be a minute but the American leg starts in May.” “So I won't see you for 5 months?”

“Not at all, whenever I have free time between schedules I will come here and visit you. I want to make this work.”

“I want to make it work as well. I don’t want to lose this opportunity with you.”

He pulls me into him, pulling me to stand in front of him while we watch the sun begin to set. Neither of us had even realized that it was anywhere close to being sunset, but we didn’t care. We wanted to wait until it had fully set, we were both shocked out of the moment by Felix’s phone ringing. It was Chan calling, panicking when he couldn’t find us. It was nice to know that Chan was so accepting of the fact that Felix and I were together now and that he was also happy for us.

When we arrived back at the Virbo, it was pure chaos. Han and Minho were picking on Innie, Chan was just watching it all unfold not really trying to stop it but also prepared to step in if need be. When Felix and I walked in, hand in hand all of the chaos stopped. Half of the guys couldn’t seem to pick their jaws up off the floor while the other half seemed to know that this was inevitable.

“Nice to see that you two are finally together.” Hyunjin comments from his spot on the couch.

“Thanks Hyune.” Felix comment’s as he pulls me into him.

“Took you long enough to confess to her.” Chan jests with Felix, must have known how long Felix liked me.

“I’m glad that he finally did.” I responded.

“Channie Hyung, will you talk to JYP about her joining us on the American leg of the tour?”

“Of course, that would be so much fun to have her join.”

Knowing that Chan was going to talk to JYP and see about getting me to join them on the tour gave me hope, hope that I wouldn’t have to be away from Felix as much as I thought. Knowing that he wanted me with him as well gave me the hope that JYP will say yes. I know with the support of both Felix and the rest of the group, things will be ok because I know that they won’t let anything happen to me.

#stray kids imagines #lee felix x y/n #lee felix x reader #felix fluff #felix imagines #felix x reader #Lee Felix #Stray Kids

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━。゜✿ jily fic recommendations ✿ ゜。━

Because I will never get tired of them, here are some more fic recs. These fics are set in the wizarding world but aren’t necessarily canon complaints.

For reference, anything in italics is an extract from the summaries on ao3.

Never Quite Awake by @sunshinemarauder

“Endings are nothing unfamiliar to Lily Evans; she’s seen the ends of sisterhood, friendship, and innocence, all from miles away. But this is an end unlike any other. An end that was never supposed to happen.”

If to love someone once is to break their heart, to love them twice is to break yours.

Lily falls for James in her seventh year. But the couple are sent onto two diverging paths when a life-shattering altercation halts their burgeoning relationship. Five years later, she's a curse breaker and he is a soldier.

When they meet again, it feels like coming home.

All the angst that comes with a jily second chance romance that takes place during wartime. A fake dating subplot, cursebreaker!Lily, pining!James. What more could you want. France (country) - a relevant tag

Through The Rain by @bookeatingbean

James and Lily's first kiss, and the story behind it. There's some fluff, some character study, and some good old-fashioned angst.

If you're looking for a character study that shows how they grew up through their school years. This fic shows you that Lily was not a perfect person and James was a bully for the sake of it but he grew to understand that the world does not revolve around him and strives to do better. Or Lily is stubborn and James is the definition of a ride-or-die

It's been a long time by writtenbyfreckles (on ao3)

It's been ten years since Lily left Hogwarts. She's returned to England to work as a Healer on the "ward of the wacky", only to find home isn't as safe as she thought it was. An attack leaves her locked in a ward with her patients, a bunch of Death Eaters and an Auror she hasn't seen for a long time.

I need more cannon divergence Auror!James and Healer!Lily

The Guide To Becoming A Better Man For Lily Evans by @padfootswhiskers

prompt: I decided to walk outside shirtless (accidentally) but I forgot it's winter and why're you screaming at me like that? And oh gosh, you're very pretty.

lingering days, short-lived nights by letthebookbegin (on ao3)

The summer before seventh year, James is desperately trying to think of anything but Lily, who's burrowed her way into his mind and looks quite comfortable there.

The summer before seventh year, Lily is craving a distraction. Avoiding her sister, she picks an ice cream shop for shelter.

At the end of a long summer day, their paths cross - and the rest, as they say, is history.

Ties That Bind by @charmsandtealeaves

Lily Evans grew up with old wives tales about soul mates, but she'd never put much stock in the idea. Not until after she learned about the world of magic and the fact that soul bonds were a thing that actually existed. Which makes these strange new feelings and experiences that much more difficult to manage.

So I read this a while ago but stupidly forgot to bookmark it and then I spent nearly an hour trying to find it again. Needless to say, I ADORE this fic and you should all go read it. Like, right now. Then come back here to talk to me about it.

Lily Evans Doesn't Believe In I Love You's also by @/ charmsandtealeaves

“Did you hear Lily Evans doesn’t believe in I love you's?”

It wasn’t exactly a secret. But no one knew why, until she decided to share a bottle of fire whiskey in the astronomy tower with James Potter.

Same Lily, same

Meet Me At The River also by @/ charmsandtealeaves

A chance encounter with a misplaced owl leads to a correspondence between pen pals. Lily confides in her mysterious Flea and finds herself falling along the way.

I can't remember if I've recommended this one already, but even if I have I'll rec it again because I love it so much!!

Your Friend, James by @thelighthousestale

It is the summer before their 7th year, and Lily and James spend the entire holiday writing letters to each other as their relationship slowly changes from friends to something more.

Just the ending of this one is everything. James and Sirius are never beating the codependent allegations

Castling by @missgryffin

When they were still very young, Remus Lupin’s dad married Lily Evans’ mum. It changes everything.

Lily and Remus are like the little brother who got bullied and then found friends except he invited them over for the first time and they all act weird because they're mildly terrified of his older sister. Friends to lovers jily is only rivaled by academic rivals jily.

Just the Two of Us by @arianatwycross

Head Students James and Lily face a perilous twist when a malicious potion surfaces in hate mail directed at Lily. Dumbledore orders a week-long quarantine in the Head Students' suite. With unspoken crushes lingering, the duo navigates close quarters, leading to unexpected revelations, lingering looks and forehead kisses.

silence and patience, pining in anticipation by @kay-elle-cee

Lily’s been hung up on James for years; a tipsy conversation might be the push she needs to do something about it.

DRESS IS A JILY SONG FOREVER AND ALWAYS

The Devil in the Cloak Room by @chiechie97

Getting your heart broken when you’re 17 seems to alter your brain chemistry more than you would think. Which is the precise reason why Lily has no intention of reconnecting with the friends she lost at the end of school.

And besides, she has no chance of knowing anyone at the masked Halloween party her friend drags her to. Especially not the guy in the devil mask. Right?

Usually I rec complete works but this one is so good I had to include it

Deception and other ways to find love by @annasghosts

“I’ll be your fake girlfriend, Potter.” And this is how Lily Evans embarks on the adventure of (fake) dating her former Hogwarts nemesis (and crush, but ssssh, it’s a secret). Will she be able to keep her cool? Will he?

Class of '78 by @emeralddoeadeer

Class of 1978 Five Year Reunion - July 29th, 1983

Now is the time to look upon our shared experience, our similarities must unite us rather than letting our differences divide us. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry invites the Graduating Class of 1978 to return to the castle for a weekend of reconnecting, reminiscing and recreation. We hope the passage of time has been kind to you all and look forward to welcoming you soon.

Professor Albus Dumbledore, Headmaster, Order of Merlin First Class, Grand Sorc, DWiz, X.J sorc, S of Mag Q

It's been five years since graduation, and while many things have changed, some things never will.

James Potter Won't Go Quietly by la_plus_heureuse (on ao3)

Lily Evans remembers plenty about James Potter from Hogwarts. But an assignment from Mojo Magazine to profile the Quidditch star turned activist makes her realize what she remembered was all wrong.

canon divergence staring quidditch player James and journalist Lily

On A Scale of One to Ten (requires an ao3 account) by @petalsinwoodvale

Lily starts falling for an insecure, yet charming auror named James who is recovering from injury in her ward. No one else on staff will sit and talk to him, mostly due to septic skin covering most of his upper torso. Lily, however, finds him charming and funny. Naturally, when James' injuries start healing, he grows more and more handsome. The other healers suddenly take interest in James, romantically ...

foxy by lizpaige (on ao3)

Lily joins the boys at the shrieking shack on a particularly difficult moon in her new animagus form.

Lily & Remus friendship is so special to me

#jily fic rec #jily #jple #lily x james #lily evans #james potter

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year2000electronics · 9 months ago

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Whats the Reverse Twins relationship like with pacifica and Gideon post Weirdmageddon? are they friends now?

GREAT QUESTION! one difference in my version of reverse falls compared to gravity falls is that while paz is only a temporary resident for the summer, gideon isnt! he just lives there! so he gets to kinda stay behind and watch the gleefuls try their best to be normal kids, and its great for him too because now he has friends his age (give or take two years) in town that arent gonna bully him :)

they do still keep in touch with paz though!! mason is her pen pal now

theyre all friends now but it isnt perfect. the gleefuls have a lot of time being antagonistic to make up for, and they still kinda dont get the "normal kid" thing. which is why theyve given gideon permission to use a spray bottle on them whenever theyre too mean or accidentally start treating him like will. they will learn with time

#mothra answers #reverse falls #gravity falls #my art

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elixirfromthestars · 10 months ago

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WELCOME TO MY CAFE! ˖°.₊˚☕⊹♡

I miss interacting with fellow writers and readers, so I decided to host my own little writing challenge ♡ Between juggling grad school prep and an internship, I wanted to do something to keep me connected to this lovely community, so welcome everyone to my cozy little cafe :)

The writing challenge starts today and closes on September 29th (National Coffee Day). I will be reading + reblogging every fic. The masterlist will be posted at the end. (if you see this anytime later or can’t make the deadline do not fret, if anything below inspires you, you are welcome to write and tag me and I will add your submission to the masterlist♡)

Below are the rules, prompts, and guidelines ♡

who you can write for: all marvel characters are welcome / any fictional sebastian stan or chris evans characters are welcome too (any characters they’ve portrayed based on real life people will not be accepted though!!) (please keep it to x reader fics only!!)

some general guidelines: Below I’ve provided a number of different prompts and songs for inspiration ♡ Anyone can use them and mix and match however you’d like!! If you use any please let me know somewhere in the post! If none of them below inspire you, to stay within theme please include either a cafe or coffee somewhere in the fic :) 18+ fics are welcome, just please add warnings! Any length of fics are welcome, but if it’s over 500 words please add the “keep reading” option. If you write something as part of a bigger series please write your submission as a standalone ♡

˖°.₊˚☕⊹♡ This is a sweet and cozy little cafe, but of course, there is always a possibility of rain. If anything below inspires an angsty fic, then by all means go ahead and write it! Your submission does not have to include fluff!

what is not accepted: no dark fics, anything involving minors, incest, rape, noncon/dubcon

how to enter: please tag me and use #elixirscafe when you post ♡ i’ll leave a like to let you know I saw it and reblog it once I read it :) if i haven’t responded to your post send me an inbox or dm please and thank you!

Happy writing! My inbox is always open for any questions or comments!! ♡

What table are you sitting at?

♡ Coffeeshop AU

♡ Soulmate AU

♡ Bakery AU

♡ Regency Era AU

♡ Western AU

♡ Neighbor AU

♡ Pen Pal AU

♡ Small Town AU

♡ Royal AU

♡ College AU

Would you like a sweet treat?

🍩 ༄ؘ “No, I’m not letting you go. It’s too early to get out of bed.”

🍰 ༄ؘ Saying I love you for the first time.

🍪 ༄ؘ “ Would it be alright if I borrowed your sweater? It smells like you.”

🍫 ༄ؘ “ You...you learned how to cook my favorite meal?”

🧁 ༄ؘ “ I’m not going to get sick, you baby. Just let me hold you.”

🥧 ༄ؘ “ What else do I need when I have my whole world in my arms?”

🍮 ༄ؘ “ I’m only doing it because you’re cute.”

🥯 ༄ؘ “ Could you hold my hand?”

🥞 ༄ؘ “ I’ve seen the way you look at me when you think I don’t notice.”

🍞 ༄ؘ “ I like hearing your heart beating when I put my head on your chest.”

🍯 ༄ؘ “ Why don’t you tell me what I can do to make your day better?”

🥐 ༄ؘ “ I’ve tried to forbid myself from falling in love, but now I can’t help it.”

Do you like the music in the cafe? Which song should I play next?

˖°.₊˚☕⊹♡ Feel free to use the lyrics below, the entire feel of the song, or any other lyrics in the song! The playlist is below in case you want to go through and listen to the songs while you write ♡

Apple Cider “ And I don’t even like you that much. Wait, I do, fuck. Call me at midnight. Let’s give this a try.” Beabadoobee

Apple Juice “ Don’t let goodbyes come too easy. Love me, just let me know that you need me.” Jessie Reyez

Apple Pie “I found you under an April sky, and you feel like city life, apple pie baked just right. Home is wherever you are tonight.” Lizzy McAlpine

August “ And I can see us twisted in bedsheets. August slipped away like a bottle of wine.’Cause you were never mine.” Taylor Swift

Bubble Gum “ Sorry I didn’t kiss you, but it’s obvious I wanted to.” Clairo

Caramel “ Love like a landslide, I kiss you goodnight. It used to be easy.” 5SOS

Cardigan “And when I felt like I was an old cardigan, under someone's bed. You put me on and said I was your favorite.” Taylor Swift

Chai Tea “ I love sippin’ chai tea, with you across from me. I love hearing your voice, talkin ‘bout nothing.” Audrey

Champagne Problems “ You had a speech, you’re speechless. Love slipped beyond your reaches, and I couldn’t give a reason.” Taylor Swift

Chocolate “ I need more time off with you to turn you on. And I want to wake up without the alarm. A thousand eyes on me constantly, but I just want you.” Ziggy Alberts

Cinnamon “ It’s a slow cinnamon summer. Your spell is pulling me under. Rowing in a wooded hollow. Showing me the moves to follow.” Jome

Coffee Breath “ Make me fantasize,'bout you baby. And you smell so sweet, like fresh-picked daisies.” Sofia Mills

Coffee Cup “ So we’re swapping our cups, and after a while, we’re swapping a glance. And I can think nothing better than starting the year with a drop of romance.” Anthony Lazaro

Espresso “ Now he’s thinkin’ ‘bout me every night, oh. Is it that sweet? I guess so. Say you can’t sleep, baby, I know. That’s that me espresso.” Sabrina Carpenter

Grapejuice “ I was on my way to buy some flowers for you. Thought that we could hide away in a corner of the heath. There’s never been someone who’s so perfect for me.” Harry Styles

Honey + Tea “Girls like flowers, clever poetry. That old adage doesn't work on me, but conversation and a cup of tea. Boy, you had me at philosophy.” Mōzi

Milk & Honey “ So come meet me in the garden, where the angels sing. We’re mixing up milk and honey, soft lips divine. Slow cherry and lay me down, oh, she’s coming to set me free.” Jessarae

Pancakes for Dinner “ I’ll try to hide the way I feel, but I’ll just wanna shout. What do I have to lose right now?” Lizzy McAlpine

Thin Mints “ If you let me lova ya like I wanna, write you all the poems like Whitman. You can take my Thin Mints, if you let me love ya like I wanna.” Evan Crommett

Too Sweet “ I think I’ll take my whiskey neat. My coffee black and my bed at three. You’re too sweet for me.” Hozier

playlist for the songs above can be found here: 🧸

to my lovely mutuals, please don’t feel pressured to participate or share, just thought I’d share this with you all ♡

@peteyprecious616 ♡ @malum-forev ♡ @rosepetalsinwinter ♡ @inkedreverie ♡ @nickfowlerrr ♡ @missraion ♡ @pocolottie ♡ @sweetiebarnes ♡

#marvel writing challenge #mcu writing challenge #elixirscafe #writing challenge #bucky barnes x reader #steve rogers x reader #peter parker x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #tony stark x reader #loki laufesyon x reader #matt murdock x reader #sam wilson x reader #thor odinson x reader

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Life's A Beach - Pt. 2

Summary: After a mildly harrowing journey, the Yellowjackets have finally arrived at the beach. This will all make much more sense if you read part 1! I hope the pacing of this is okay! More notes at the end

"Everyone grab a bag, please," Tai called as she helped a still-bleary Lottie out of the car. The events of the car ride up seemed to have been instantly forgotten as the girls clamored excitedly, crowding around the other car to be handed various bags, chairs, and coolers.

"Bit of a rough ride?" Laura Lee asked, coming over to wrap an arm around Lottie's waist.

Tai snorted, scrubbing a hand across her face tiredly. "Something like that. I think Van was just about ready to explode."

"She seems a bit better now," Nat added, watching as Van and Mel whispered together excitedly, eyeing the waterfront.

"Here's to hoping it stays that way," Tai replied as they started onto the beach, allowing Van and Mel to lead the group over to a quiet spot half-hidden behind a dune. She caught a flurry of motion out of the corner of her eye, dropping the cooler she was holding in favor of flinging a hand out to catch Van's arm.

"Woah, hey," she said. "We gotta do sunscreen first, bud."

Van sighed, turning back to face Tai with a slight pout. Beside her, Mel edged a few sneaky steps back, yelping when she ran directly into Nat standing behind her, brow arched and brandishing a bottle of spray sunscreen.

"You too, pal," Nat drawled, patting Mel on the shoulder. The blonde groaned, but stuck her arms out to her sides obediently, allowing Nat to spray the sunscreen. When she was done, she nudged Mel in Laura Lee's direction. "Go let Laura Lee do your face, okay?"

"Your turn, Van," Tai said gently, guiding the redhead a few steps away from where the others were setting up so she wouldn't get sunscreen mist all over them. "Did you bring your rash guard?"

Van shrugged, squeezing her eyes shut as Tai spritzed sunscreen over her arms.

"Nat," Tai called over her shoulder. "Is Van's shirt in the orange bag?"

"Yup."

A flying piece of fabric smacked her in the back of the head and she yelped, spinning to catch the shirt before it landed in the sand. Van snorted and Tai nudged her shoulder playfully.

"Put it on and then you can go play," she instructed. Van wormed into the shirt, long-sleeved so she wouldn't get a burn on her arms. Between that and her board shorts, Tai was confident they'd avoid the sunburn that Van historically had received upon every single trip to the beach. She took off before Tai could say anything else, Mel close on her heels as they sprinted towards the water excitedly. Shauna came up close behind them, prompting Mari to shoot off as well, kicking sand up onto one of their blankets in her haste.

Jackie yelped, scrambling back as she brushed a few grains of sand off her leg.

"You don't wanna go play, Jax?" Tai asked, easing herself down on the blanket after she'd brushed the sand off as best she could. Jackie wrinkled her nose, shaking her head emphatically.

"Don't wanna get sandy," she replied firmly.

"We brought some blanket activities," Nat said, dropping a sky-blue bag down on the blanket between them before she took a seat on one of the chairs set up nearby. Jackie rummaged through it, unearthing a water-pen coloring book excitedly.

"Look, it's invisible," she told Tai, swiping the marker over the page.

"Huh, look at that." Tai leaned a little closer, slightly mystified by the toy.

She allowed herself to lean back against the blanket and watch Jackie color for a long moment before pushing herself to her feet.

"I better go make sure Shauna isn't trying to drown Mari," she quipped, making sure not to brush any sand onto Jackie's blanket. "You guys good here?"

Laura Lee looked up from where she was trying to bat Lottie's hands away from the sand. There were a few grains on Lottie's chin where, Tai assumed, she'd already tried to shove a handful in her mouth.

"All good," she chirped cheerfully, giving Tai a quick thumbs up.

She made her way down to the waterfront where Mel and Van had quickly abandoned getting fully in the water in favor of standing side-by-side as they let waves wash over their feet and cover them in sand. Shauna and Mari were body-slamming waves a few meters out, evidently in some kind of competition to see who could make the biggest splash.

"Tai, look!" Shauna called, throwing herself against a particularly large wave. It knocked her backwards, washing over her and Tai sucked in a breath to see if Shauna would pop up in tears. Mari looked stuck between laughing and stepping forward to help, but she dissolved fully into laughter when Shauna clambered to her feet looking totally fine, but with a bewildered expression on her face.

"Good show, Shauna," Tai yelled back, trying not to let her amusement shine through in her voice.

"Watch me!"

Mari attempted the same thing Shauna just had, successfully managing to send up a spray of water without getting knocked off her feet, which made the brunette cross her arms in annoyance.

"Very nice, Mar!"

Van and Mel had ventured a little further into the water, both hunched over as they scoured the sand for cool rocks and shells. They came running over to Tai every time they found an especially notable one, dumping it into a little pile that was forming beside her. After a while, Shauna and Mari abandoned the waves to pick along the shoreline with the other two.

Akilah wandered down holding a bucket not long after, which Mari quickly possessed to fill with sand as a crab-keeping bucket.

"Be gentle," Akilah groaned after Mari unceremoniously dumped another crab into the bucket. She reached in to rearrange the creatures, trying to space them apart so they wouldn't fight.

"One of them pinched me," Mel told them excitedly, coming over to crouch beside Akilah. She brandished her finger, which was decidedly unaffected, and nodded proudly.

"Well yeah," Akilah murmured. "You're stealing them out of their home."

"Oh." Mel's face drooped and Tai held back a laugh, reaching out to pat her back.

"We'll put them all back when we're done, kiddo," she explained. Mel perked up again, beckoning Van over.

"Aw, jeez, bud," Tai breathed. "Did you go to Laura Lee to get sunscreen on your face?"

Van froze, biting at the inside of her cheek as she tried to think back. It sure didn't look like she had. Her cheeks were already pinking from the sun.

"Uh, I don't think," she admitted. "Sorry."

"I shouldn't have told you to do so many things at once," Tai replied, shaking her head. "But we should probably head back up to get some. And I'm sure Mari and Shauna want to show off their crabs!"

She raised her voice at the second part, summoning the other two back. Shauna had both of her hands cupped together, a small grin on her face as she approached. She knelt down beside the bucket and dropped in an absolutely massive crab, earning a yelp from Mel and a gasp from Akilah.

"That's a blue crab! That kind needs water," Akilah exclaimed, looking around frantically.

"How'd you get that without it pinching you?" Mel asked, poking a testing finger into the bucket.

"It's attacking the other crabs!"

Akilah plunged a hand into the bucket, snatching the bigger crab out and climbing quickly to her feet to deposit it back into the water. Shauna frowned, a little miffed that her contribution had been so quickly returned.

"Well, I did get pinched," she informed the group. "And now I did all that effort for nothing."

"Akilah was just looking out for the crabs," Tai cut in, getting to her feet. "C'mon, let's all head back up for a little. We can have more water time later."

She caught Van by the hand before she could run off beside Mel, intent on making sure she got sunscreen spread across her freckled cheeks before she allowed her to keep playing. They went over to Tai's bag, where the sunscreen had been abandoned as the others brought the bucket to show those who hadn't gone down to the water. Van winced as Tai's fingers brushed against her face and she murmured an apology.

"Did you bring your sun hat?"

Van nodded, reaching for her orange bag. She rummaged around in it for a long moment before groaning.

"I forgot."

Tai sighed, smiling so Van would know she wasn't actually upset. "That's okay. But we're gonna have to keep it up with the sunscreen."

She was about to get Van's nose when a shriek from behind her caused her to whip around instead. Jackie was on her feet at the very edge of her blanket, pointing and yelling at something that was scuttling around on the fabric.

"Mari!" Nat cried, pushing up out of her chair to grab the crab up off the blanket. She dropped it back into the bucket and was met with Shauna holding two more crabs, depositing them faux-innocently on the tops of Nat's feet. "What the—Shauna!"

"Crab warfare, seriously?" Tai marched over, scooping the crabs up off the ground. "I thought we were going to have a nice show-and-tell time."

"Shauna dared me," Mari retorted.

"To put it on their blanket," Shauna cut in, pointing over at Laura Lee and Lottie. Laura Lee and Gen were constructing little castles out of sand while Lottie smushed them down with a plastic shovel as soon as they were built, which she seemed to find hysterical. Mari's mouth formed a silent 'o' of understanding. "Jax doesn't like sand you can't put crabs on her blanket."

Tai wasn't sure whether to scold Shauna for daring Mari to put crabs on Lottie's blanket or praise her for helping Jackie get all the sand off of hers and she shared a perplexed look with Nat.

"Maybe we're done with the crabs," Nat ventured. "And you guys are dripping water everywhere."

"Towels," Tai called, opening yet another bag. She was careful to hand everyone the correct towel, not wanting a repeat of what had happened when Mari got Mel's dinosaur towel and Shauna ended up with Akilah's butterflies.

"But I wanna go back in the water," Mari whined, staring glumly down at her rainbow towel.

"You can go back after lunch," Laura Lee said over her shoulder, still mostly occupied with her and Lottie's sand castles. Gen, looking mildly defeated when Lottie crumbled yet another one of her sand creations, gave up on the castles and started digging a small hole with a stick instead.

Mari groaned, but wrapped herself in her towel obediently and stomped over to where Shauna had sat in one of the chairs to flop into her lap.

"Get your own chair," Shauna griped, pushing at Mari's side.

"There's not enough," Mari replied, waving a hand out.

Akilah had taken up one of the chairs for herself, having already gotten out her lunch baggie marked with her name. Nat was back in her chair, Tai and Laura Lee's stuff claimed two others, and Mel had parked herself in her favorite green one while Van sat happily on a boogie board beside her.

"Fine," Shauna grunted, shuffling so Mari's knee wasn't digging into her leg. "Can someone get me my food then?"

Tai decided to give her a hand for not shoving Mari off her lap and passed off both their lunch baggies to them before handing out everyone else's. She flopped into her own chair and enjoyed the relative silence that came with everyone enjoying their lunches.

It didn't last very long, because Mari finished her food in what seemed like record time, leaping to her feet once more.

"Can we go back in the water now?"

"You'll get stomach cramps," Nat piped up from her chair. She had Jackie's book open on top of her face. Whether that had been her decision or Jackie's, Tai wasn't actually completely sure.

"Give it a little while longer," Laura Lee added.

"Gen's going down!" Mari yelped, pointing.

"To get Lottie a bucket of water to play with," the blonde explained, fixing Mari with a look. "I don't want you to feel sick, okay, Mar? Just relax for a little."

"Come play kicky-sand with us," Van said, patting the space on the boogie board beside her.

"What's that?"

Mari went over to sit, brushing her hair out of her eyes.

"We kick sand at the toy to cover it up," Mel explained, kicking her foot out. It sent a spray of sand over a plastic plane that Tai had no idea the purpose for at the beach.

"Maybe we don't kick sand around," she cut in. "It might blow around."

"You guys are no fun," Mari whined, tossing her hands up dramatically.

She moped around until she was finally given the permission to go back in the water, taking off across the sand without a look back. Shauna followed quickly after, which meant that Mel clambered to her feet as well, which inevitably brought Van along with them. Even Gen hopped up from playing with Lottie to go have a splash.

"Who's going down?" Tai asked tiredly, not really feeling like getting up again. Nat heaved a sigh, taking Jackie's book off her face.

"I'll go," she offered, sliding her sunglasses down over her eyes. "Jackie, you good to stay up here with Tai?"

"Yep," Jackie chirped. She gave a long glance down at the water and Nat paused.

"You sure you don't want to give it a try? We can wear shoes down to the water."

Jackie chewed on her lip for a few minutes before sighing and shaking her head.

"It'll stick when I'm wet," she said matter-of-factly.

"True," Nat agreed. "Alright, then. See you all in a bit."

Tai took Nat's spot in her chair, bending over the arm to peer at whatever it was Jackie was doing on her blanket. She'd arranged various pieces of sticks and dried seaweed in a criss-cross pattern with various stones and shells placed in the boxes.

"Jackie, is this chess?"

"Checkers," Jackie corrected, adjusting one of the sticks to be more in line with the others. "Wanna play? Mel gave me her collection from earlier."

"Totally," Tai said, enthused to have something to do that wasn't staring at the sky. She'd forgotten her book in the car and was less-than-thrilled at the prospect of trooping all the way back to get it. If she did, she'd probably be pulled away from it within moments anyway.

"You can be stones," Jackie said politely, even though she'd placed all the stones on her side of the makeshift board. Tai laughed, shaking her head.

"That's alright, honey, I'll take shells."

The shells were decidedly worse pieces, most of them broken bits of bigger shells and a little too awkwardly shaped to fit neatly in the squares, but she didn't mind.

They played a few rounds of checkers, some of which Tai allowed Jackie to beat her at. She hadn't entirely meant to let Jackie win the last one, but there had been a sneaky trick with a formation of stones she hadn't seen coming and had to accept her defeat when she realized what Jackie was doing.

She caught a flash of red hair coming back up the beach towards them and called pause on the checkers as Van approached, face scrunched in upset.

"My face hurts," she told Tai.

Tai winced at how red Van's face had gotten in the time since she'd put sunscreen on it.

"Laura Lee, what's the SPF on the sunscreen we brought?" She called.

"Low," Laura Lee replied. "We ran out of the stuff we normally use for Van last week."

Tai hummed, stretching forward to nick Van's towel off the boogie board that it had been abandoned by. She held it up.

"C'mere," she murmured, "you could probably use a little rest anyway."

"Nuh-uh," Van complained, even as she collapsed into Tai's lap, allowing her to cover her up with the towel. She slumped against Tai's chest and Tai peeked under the towel.

"Comfy?"

"Mhm," Van mumbled, gnawing at her thumbnail.

Tai smiled softly, letting the towel fall back down over Van's face to keep the sun off her. She resumed her game of checkers one-handed, the other arm resting across Van's waist. Jackie kept her voice to a whisper as they continued, which melted Tai's heart a little bit, especially as she felt Van growing heavier against her as she slowly started to slip into a doze.

Down by the water, Nat was being made to judge "water tricks." They seemed to consist mostly of the girls diving under waves or jumping unsuccessfully over them, but she rated them all differently just for the fun of it.

"A four?" Mari groaned. "You gave Mel an eight for the same move!"

"Them's the breaks kid," Nat called, shrugging.

"That doesn't make any sense," the brunette replied grumpily. She was quickly distracted by Shauna attempting to body-surf a wave beside her, which brought on a new activity for all the girls in the water. Gen ended up being the best at it, which made Shauna and Mari both grumble enviously. Akilah came down to sit at Nat's side after a while, drawing circles in the sand with her finger.

"I tried to catch a seagull," she informed the other girl.

Nat snorted, not sure if she was more surprised or impressed.

"Did you get one?"

"No," Akilah sighed, "but I did feed one half my sandwhich."

"Well, then he must be following you," Nat joked in reply. Akilah pointed behind them.

"He's right there."

"Oh, jeez," Nat startled a little as the bird flapped closer, cawing shrilly. "He sure is."

"I named him Bethany," Akilah continued.

"How do you know it's a boy?"

"I'm just guessing. His beak is a little bigger," she explained. "Males are usually bigger all around."

"Got it," Nat hummed, ducking her head a little as Bethany flew over their heads, skittering to a stop by the water. He pecked along in the pebbles for a bit, glancing over at them every so often before giving up on Akilah handing out any more food and hopping away. Silently, Nat was relieved to have the bird leave them alone, but she murmured in agreement as Akilah sighed sadly, waving goodbye.

They sat for a while, watching the others argue over who was the best at body-surfing. She opted not to intervene since it all seemed fairly light-hearted, until Shauna brought up the idea of a breath-holding contest, which Nat could see going south easily considering her and Mari's competitiveness.

"Let's nix the breath-holding," she declared, standing up. "I think it's time for another break."

It was a testament to how worn out everyone must have been that she got almost no complaints as the girls sloshed out of the water, trudging back up to their set-up of chairs and blankets.

"Towel monster get ya?" She asked Tai as she approached, referring to the vaguely Van-shaped lump in her lap. She eased herself down on the blanket beside Jackie.

"Shh," Jackie shushed her. "Van's sleepin'."

"Really?"

"I think so," Tai murmured, taking another peek under the towel. "She was getting a rough burn, so we're hiding from the sun."

"She's not gonna have to hide much longer," Nat mused, looking up. The sun was already starting to move out of the center of the sky, making its slow evening journey towards the horizon.

"Is it really that late already?" Tai asked, incredulous as she looked at her watch.

"One hour warning, guys." Nat raised her voice so that the others would be able to hear her. "No more water so we're not wet for the car home."

"Can we bury Shauna in the ground?" Mari asked.

"No. She'll get sand all over the car," Laura Lee cut in.

Mari groaned, but put down the shovel she'd picked up. In Tai's lap, Van stirred, pushing the towel down off her head. Her hair stuck up wildly and Tai smoothed it down.

"You wanna go play for a little longer before we go?" She asked, inspecting Van's face. It was still red, but not as intensely as before. Van nodded, scrubbing sleepily at her eyes as she stood.

"Come get one more round of sunscreen before you go, kiddo," Laura Lee told her, waving the bottle in the air. Van went over obediently, staying still just long enough for Laura Lee to smudge white over her cheeks and nose before rocketing off to join in the racing game Shauna had started up a ways away from the towels.

"Long day," Nat sighed as she laid down, allowing Jackie to start weaving her hair into variously sized braids.

"It's not over yet," Tai muttered, leaning back in her chair. She was glad, at least, that she'd gotten some nice time to just sit and enjoy the weather. The sound of the waves was her favorite part of the beach and she'd gotten plenty of that.

"You cool with the same car arrangements on the way back?" Nat asked. "We could take Lottie this go around."

"Sure," Tai said easily. "I get the feeling I'm gonna have to drive, though. Maybe I'll have Gen sit up front with me. She usually gets less sick when she rides shotgun right?"

"Mhm," Laura Lee hummed. "Less embarrassed about asking to stop, too."

"Great."

A cheer went up from the rest of the girls and Tai looked over just in time to see Shauna speed across a line drawn in the sand ahead of Mel, Van, and Akilah. The girls surrounded her, whooping playfully, and she ducked her head, grinning. She was obviously pleased with her win and trying not to show it. Even Mari was patting her on the back good-naturedly.

Tai smiled. For all the day's ups and downs, it seemed like everyone was having a genuinely good time of it all. Even if the ride back was bound to be a bit of an adventure.

She'd just enjoy the beach for now.

Thoughts on a Part 3 for the drive home/getting everyone into bed? If anyone's interested, I'll gladly accept ideas to incorporate xD

I am also still working on the asks in my inbox alongside this!

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