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eliossun · 2 months ago

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LAST SHOT - first meet

synopsis : interning at a random ship in space sounds like a great idea for your paper. don't you think? part -> 1 | other chapters -> 2 3 ?

characters : anya, swansea, daisuke, curly, jimmy, gn!reader (daisuke x reader if u squint)

content : filler. lots of filler. lots of people being people. the series is sort of a fix it fic (?) only warning is mention of.. jimmy... eugh

wc : 3.4k+

before you read, reader is : cold, non expressive, and a psychology major...

close to an oc.. but also not an oc? features of the reader is never described, and i wrote it as gender neutral as possible

- you were an intern in the pink pony express.

- .. more specifically, a university student with honours in their bachelor's degree in psychology. you did plan on going back to get a masters once you're done with this internship. the pay wasn't much, but since it covered your living expenses for a year, and since the internship being valid enough to put into a research paper (after confirming there's psychological tests in the ship) you say this wouldn't be so bad.

- ..or so you thought.

- the first day you boarded the ship, you were baffled by the lack of security measures of what, or what you can't bring to the spaceship. sure there were manuals, but the actual boarding of the ship? no security, at all.

- you knew the conditions that the company puts their employees in from online forums.. so you tried to prepare beforehand with a backpack. woo! (it took you hours to recount your basic needs)

- you managed to sneak on board your little backpack (it was huge) and thankfully, you managed to stash it away in your room before anyone else noticed.

- .. and thankfully the directions were easy to read as well, otherwise you'd be lost.

- you don't want to bring all that around the tour of the ship either, so this would be the most efficient solution.

- pretending to be waiting in front of the ship unnoticed was also easy. however, imagine the surprise when another intern trips into the spaceship, last second.

- the captain - you find his name to be curly, only managed to give you a brief welcome, before asking the nurse of the ship - she introduced herself as anya - to show you around.

- whilst going around, the other intern tried to start conversations with you. which briefly went as follows:

"hey! my name's daisuke, yours?"

"y/n."

"woah! cool name!"

"..."

"..not much of a talker...it seems... hehe.."

- you only nod in response.

- anya seems to have read the room, and immediately guided you away to introduce you to two other people instead. swansea the mechanic, and jimmy, the copilot.

- however the atmosphere persisted. you stayed in silence most of the time. daisuke was close to starting another conversation with you, but seemed to back out last second.

- you feel rather bad for being cold towards him. but your body is way too exhausted to respond. maybe you should’ve brought some painkillers as well..

- ... or perhaps you could pay off your sleep debt on this trip as well. ahh… a faithful wish..

- that aside, you also found out you would be interning under anya. she was soft spoken, and overall, you have a feeling that you wouldn't mind sticking by her side for the next.. year.. or so.

- having a singular nurse for a 6-man crew isn't too bad. but now with her teaching you the basics, you think that you’re capable of taking some of her responsibilities. (you're glad to take some weight off her back)

- you agreed on weekly psych checks with the crew (much to swansea’s and jimmy’s dismay) so you’re ready to keep your journal very, very filled.

- the routine was simple. you'd wake up, check your stash of items which included - airtight sealed snacks which consisted of a lot of sweets, your journal, a lot of thrifted power banks for your ds to charge on, your ds of course, a taser, a gun, and a personal emotional support voicemail on one of your mp3 player - then go into the lounge for breakfast, and finally, follow anya around for the rest of your day.

- sometimes you would bump into swansea and daisuke while you're passing by the utility room. and sometimes daisuke stops you for a small talk

- you eventually warm up to him. he's awfully smiley for someone close to your age, then you find out he doesn't go to college, and your question was quickly answered.

- after a bit more small talk, you realise that you both were from the same town (what a small world)

- he mentions that he missed eating a specific candy - it’s called sunshines, silly name, you know - which you could only get from the bakery near your town, and you look away, fully knowing that you had the same candy in your bag.

- .. oh well. maybe another time.

- your interactions with swansea was rather limited.

- you both see each other and simply choose to ignore each other's existence.

- perhaps it's a part of you that sees through him. and he sees through you too.

- silent understanding is a better word, perhaps.

- you both only talked on the few occasions where you were there to take your psychology evaluation tests. he keeps complaining about daisuke and whatnot - but you know that look in his eyes. that’s not hate.

- after a while, he stops complaining - resorting to grunts and short answers. perhaps tired of attempting to trick you.

- quick yet blunt. the way you prefer things to be.

- you sometimes offer to read out daisuke’s psych test to him. only the parts where you deem as okay to say, though. mostly parts where you ask how his internships are, and him answering with praises towards swansea.

- swansea refuses each time, but you read some of them anyway. when daisuke complains about swansea though, you read out his response to "how was your day". which mainly consisted of his joys of the day.

- swansea pretends he doesn't like it. once again, you know that look in his eyes.

- you thought he would be done with acting around you, but you suppose, ego can't be beaten sometimes

- you really like their father-son-like dynamic. you just hope daisuke doesn't let the old man's words get to him.

- after doing curly's and jimmy's psych test (jimmy needed a lot of convincing in order for him to take these seriously) you find that they were friends that go way, way back.

- you're unsure if curly could see it, but you could tell that jimmy admires him. that man admires curly a bit too much. you're familiar with situations like these. you just hope it won't tip towards envy. oh who you were kidding - it's almost too late now.

- you finally realise why you felt uncomfortable around jimmy after the first month.

- the envy and self depreciation is overwhelming, and you truly applaud anyone who holds a conversation for longer than five minutes. (maybe you should applaud yourself as well)

- self destruction is the only path he’s going towards, and you would help him if he wasn’t so.. stubborn. for a lack of a better word.

- but overall, this trip isn't too bad so far. right?

- its been a month and a half.

- you and anya had formed some sort of sibling relationship..?

- it started with her seeing one of your stickers you had placed on one of your items, and her nostalgia of having them on her cup as well.

- you both began to talk more from there. continuous stories about your daily life (which isn’t the most pleasant) but you got to know each other better from there.

- you were immediately stunned at her determination and passion for nursing. - and perhaps, after this all, you could plausibly send a recommendation in for her.

- you didn’t tell her that, of course. you weren’t able to guarantee it, and you wouldn’t want to give false hope.

- you find that she was incredibly good at games after you lent her your ds. and all of sudden, her competitiveness on game board nights didn’t look so out of place after all.

- she had encouraged you to get out of your shell.. despite many protests from you. (it.. sort of works…?)

- curly, after more interactions, seems to be a great guy. great leader, optimistic despite.. well. everything else, really. you’d be miserable if you had to live outside of earth half your life.

- the very brief interactions you have with him were pleasant.

- a bit concerning to think he’s carrying all this responsibility for all these years though. perhaps a little rest could do - is what you said.

- he only responded with a chuckle, and a ‘it is what it is’.

- there isn’t any other response you would’ve expected from him, anyway.

- you just hope that once he does find the end of this career, he’ll find something more.. lighter.

- maybe a baker. maybe a craftsman. maybe something else entirely, all you know that this whole leadership thing might end up causing him more harm than good.

- which is what jimmy turned out to be.

- whenever it’s your turn to do jimmy’s evaluations, you always groan a bit.

- you show a bit of interest, and he goes the mile to talk about himself. not quite boasting - but very much putting others beneath his shoes to seem… “relatable” to you.

- you only nod. you give him a small phrase from time to time, but otherwise - it’s all nods.

- the issue with jimmy is not his current state itself. sure, it’s annoying and insufferable - but what’s dangerous is next stage of what people like him become.

- envious. greedy - dangerous. you wouldn’t trust him even if it kills you.

- and so you don’t. you try to keep a wary gaze on him.

- another thing you find that swansea is quite similar to .. other people in your neighbourhood.

- he talks about how he’s been struggling with alcohol, on a particularly hard night.

- you listen. he keeps talking. you add on his statements a little bit from time to time, to show that you’re listening. otherwise, you’re dead quiet, eyes staring at him, and his eyes towards the false sky by the medical bed.

- he complains to you more than anything though. about.. nearly everything. about how daisuke won’t do this properly, about the food for dinner, about him being unable to see his wife at home, how he won’t be able to see his kids grow up, and you, in exchange, tell a bit about yourself.

- he understands you; and you understand him too. you were both trapped under the same situation at the start of your lives, and you, by chance, managed to escape.

- he makes a joke about it. it leaves a bittersweet taste in your mouth.

- …although.. this meant that you were a bit privileged in the way swansea treated you.

- this showed in the way that he allows you to mess with his toolbox (maybe you were the only other person who was interested in his toolbox, aside from daisuke..)

- he teaches you the basics, and daisuke often chimes in from what he had studied before from swansea as well.

- you often thank the two for the lesson, and swansea seems a bit more smug after, whilst daisuke seems more proud of himself.. and due to that, you are more than welcome in the utility room.. from time to time.

- ah, speaking of daisuke..

- he’s incredibly sweet. you wonder if he particularly needs the sweets anymore from how overly sweet he is. you do end up sharing your snacks either way, and thankfully, he’s obedient enough to only request one sunshine every one to two days. (at this rate, you might have just enough to last you the entire.. 9 months? close to 8 now..)

- he also plays games, and showed you his own ds, stickers of pokemon, doodles, and small little things indicating his other interests were plastered all over it - which you end up telling anya.

- this is where anya’s willingness to help you connect with others come in.

- not before long, you, anya, and daisuke managed to make a post-game night activity.. which included playing the ds until you all reach the specific curfew anya had set (thankfully, she did set one, otherwise daisuke would’ve tried to beat you until his fingers fell off.)

- there was one time that he was too tired, and you had to drag him back into his room. with an arm slinged around your shoulder, and anya following behind in your footsteps, he stayed asleep the entire time.

- he wasn’t drunk. hell, do you even have alcohol in the ship? the answer was no. unless you were to drink cleaning alcohol.. but point is. he didn’t get drunk, and he was just that tired. you wonder what kind of new training he’s been trying to do.

- you tried your best to drag him, but once you were beside his bed, you had only one choice.

- you slowly placed him back into his bed, lifting his leg up to remove his shoes - before placing him properly on the bed.

- anya had already excused herself back to her room, and with the silence (and occasional snores from daisuke), you find yourself observing daisuke’s room.

- pink weights, a very, very patterned backpack, and a charger. those were the main things that caught your eyes.

- .. and you had his ds in your hand. so out of kindness, you went over to plug in his ds for him.

- before you left him alone, you checked up on him for the last time. he’s sleeping soundly. you try to close the door as silently as possible.

- you hope he continues to dream tonight.

- so far the worst thing you had to witness from the male was the absolute mess that was his laundry pile.

- it started when you - whose room was beside daisuke’s - smelt something akin to the concentrated scent of the (sun) detergent.

- you knocked at his door, and only a muffled wait echoes inside, before you could hear him tripping over his own feet to open the door.

his eyes meet yours - looking quite frazzled. He’s heaving slightly, perhaps a side effect of rushing to get the door.

“h..hi!”

the detergent smell only got stronger, and it became very much obvious that he.. had a little accident with the laundry. your focus flickers between the mess he is, and the mess behind him.

“...did anything happen?”

he chuckles nervously, avoiding eye contact.

“oooff course not! and i almost forgot that i had to- uhm- change my sheets! so see ya soo-”

right as he was about to shut the door, you had kept it wedged open with your shoes. his eyes actually meet yours, again, and you tilt your head slightly, arms folding.

“i can smell it from the hallway. let me help you.”

“no- i can do it!”

you send him a particular stare. it seems to make him falter, and you sigh once more.

“let me help you.”

he looks hesitant, his grip on the handle weakening. a moment passes, and then he closes hie eyes, and smiles at you - defeated.

“alright then... but don't be angry!”

- as you step in the room, you’re met with the sight of.. very, very many bubbles on a stack of clothes.

- and when you look back at daisuke, he only offers you a guilty grin, and a look that said i told you so

- that’s the story of how your fingers managed to smell like detergent for a whole week, and the event that hallmarked your almost instant closeness with daisuke.

- ever since the laundry accident, you two have been together quite often.

- every lunch break was simply just sitting alone, until anya or daisuke approaches you. If anya approached first, then daisuke followed. if anya couldn’t join you in the lounge, then you’d go to the medical bay, and if you’re allowed in - daisuke would follow right after.

- everytime you manage to get spare time to lounge on the extended sofa, daisuke immediately joins you. the only difference from before was the way he joins you on the couch. sometimes by closing your eyes from behind and asking you to guess (even when it’s apparent), sometimes by jumping or launching himself to the spot beside you.

- every now and then, he scares the living soul out of you. he laughs until you start chasing him with a cup in your hand.

- he tries his best to make you laugh. the best he got so far was an amused stare from you.

- apparently, it’s good enough for him. he cheered the entire night you made that expression.

- on his psych tests, he talks a lot.

- there’s.. not much time to talk to you. you only realise once he starts to talk about his week, instead of his day.

- nowadays, you focus on getting your analysis done. how each person’s behaviour have changed - in general, of course. you’re not going to mention their every detail, and rather, you ask them to fill out little questionnaires (which is the only detail you’re submitting)

- usually, before you got close, he mainly talks about his day, and only his day.

- sure you spent a lot of time together, but since this was the only chance to be truly alone, it’s usually the time that he opens up.

- he barely does so. but it’s much easier to see his emotions on his face, with far more vulnerability.

- it starts from little things, like how he really thinks swansea might get tired of teaching him. or maybe the way jimmy got mad at him because he accidentally spilled oil on his shirt.

- then it turns to things in his house. how he missed his mother, how he missed seeing his cat, how he felt like he had to take this internship because he felt like he had to prove something.

- you offer him hugs from time to time. he accepts them.

- sometimes you feel tears soak into your shirt. you try your best to comfort him after. whether it would be rubbing circles into his back, or offering him an extra piece of sunshine - you tried your best.

- you know you aren’t the best at that. but if this is all you can do, then what else should you do?

- sometimes you wonder if this ship really does need to be human automated.

- what costs do they cut by hiring human workers instead? innovation? investment in machinery? why keep people on barely minimum wages in a random ship being sent out to space, with minimum facilities and minimum safety and security? isn’t it a safer bet to go all out with machinery, then turn a profit later down the line - rather than close to losing this hunk of metal nearly every other day?

- then you look into the lounge in what is assumed to be “six in the morning” - you don’t trust the clocks. everything feels fake - and get hit by literal beams of sunshines in your way ( read : curly, anya, and daisuke laughing together )

- maybe you can keep those thoughts for another day. you ate.. pretty okay pancakes that morning.

- perhaps the only thing you wished you could change, in definite terms, was the way jimmy lingered around anya’s room.

- so stop it you did. or at the very least, attempted to stop it, you did.

- that’s the main reason you ended up sleeping on the front of anya’s room. (with her permission, of course)

- the reason you proposed to her was, and you quote,

“i keep on having dreams of cockroaches.”

- anya looked at you half asleep. the other half concerned, worried, and confused. you shuffled in front of her room, your hand hauling a mattress and your blankets awkwardly.

- .. she finally allowed you after a small while. maybe its because you looked pathetic. maybe its something else. you do not know, and you don't want to know.

- you eventually placed your mattress back into your room (due to the lack of space, you should’ve expected that - your only reason was that you did this on a whim), and slept on the floor, facing the walls with your blanket covering you like a silkworm.

- it’s not comfortable. thank god the tulpar has - at best - subpar air conditioning, otherwise you’d freeze to death in this huge metal hunk in space.

- it successfully warded off jimmy though. or so you’ve observed. so you really don’t mind the way your back aches every morning.

- maybe you should bring more pillows…

the door behind you croaks slowly, and slowly- your eyes peek open, looking up at a dimmed figure. an anya-looking dimmed figure. you immediately relax back in your blanket.

“..nightmares again?” she looks concerned about your sleeping position. for a moment, you feel bad for lying.

you purse your lips, and nod at her.

“.. yeah.”

she watches from the door, and nods at you.

you think she finally figured out that you knew about jimmy’s recent lingering. she spares you a thankful glance, and sends you a soft nod.

“..goodnight. thank you.”

you nod back, and once the door shuts back, you slump further. as much as these metal walls allow you, anyway.

you hope you dream this night. maybe of home, or of something sweet. maybe of something better.

you aren't sure what that something is. but you hope you find it soon.

but, oh, who were you kidding.

you never got the chance to dream. this night isn't any different.

you slip into a void; your body awaiting tomorrow.

i hope u enjoyed reading this as much as i enjoyed writing it .. !

initially started off as a daisuke x reader insert but i went too far and suddenly i have this.. this...... series.... will get more into the romance after i world build a bit more.. if you have any specific requests for the reader in this au, don't be afraid to shoot something in my ask box!

extra notes: in order of youngest to oldest, i hc daisuke to be youngest, then reader, then anya, curly/jimmy and swansea !

sun & moon dividers by : @/saradika daytime screen & medical bay from mouthwashing

#mouthwashing #tw jimmy #daisuke x reader #mouthwashing x reader #mouthwashing x gn reader #swansea mouthwashing #daisuke mouthwashing #anya mouthwashing #curly mouthwashing #fanfic #i love anya and daisuke

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stormz369 · 3 months ago

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☕💖 Can I Get Your Number? ☕💖 Ch 6

Jason Todd x (f)Chubby!Reader

written with a female reader in mind, first person pov, no use of Y/N, will probably get NSFW later, let me know if there's anything else I should tag this with!

warnings: tense conversation ahead, reader character has more loyalty than sense

word count: 1.8k

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“Umm, why is Bruce Wayne requesting a table in your section?”

My head snapped up from the silverware I was rolling to meet Edna's eyes. “... Me?”

“Yeah, you! What's going on?” She leaned in conspiratorially; “you're not in any kind of trouble, are you?”

I laughed a bit awkwardly. “Not that I know of.”

“Hm… well, he's at table 6, so …” she waved me off.

I grabbed a pen and rushed over. Bruce Wayne was an imposing man up close. He looked a lot like Jason actually, and I had to remind myself that Jay was adopted. He followed me with his eyes as I approached; an intimidating, emotionless stare.

Before I could open my mouth, he spoke my name. Not a question, a matter of fact, as if we'd met before. “... Um … yes, sir. That’s me. … Can I get you started with anything?”

“Just a coffee please. And when you have a minute, get one for yourself and join me.”

I nodded slowly and went to tell the shift manager that I needed a quick break. The diner was practically empty at this time of night, so he gave me minimal shit for it, and I took the coffees back to the table. Mr. Wayne gestured for me to take a seat across from him.

“… I'm sorry we're meeting this way, but it became … necessary.”

“... Necessary, sir?”

“Please, call me Bruce. … Um, yes; it seems my children have been a bit … overzealous in protecting their brother, and you are owed an apology.”

I blinked repeatedly. “... S- sorry?”

He sighed softly. “I believe you met Dick and Tim?” I nodded. “Dick informed me that you've been dating Jason, and … last night I discovered that Tim has taken it upon himself to run a background check on you.”

I blinked slowly. “Oh … Well, I guess that makes sense. Your family is well known, it's logical to want to know exactly who's getting close to you.”

Bruce stared at me, raising an eyebrow ever so slightly as I awkwardly sipped my coffee. “... You aren't upset?”

“I mean, it's definitely weird to hear, but I can't say I'm surprised. When I realized who I was talking to it did seem probable that something like this would eventually happen. … Anything interesting in the report?”

“... All pretty standard stuff. … It said you dropped out of college, may I ask why?”

I shrugged. “Life got in the way, and I didn't know for sure what I wanted to study. Couldn't justify the expense anymore if I didn't have a clear trajectory.”

“The Wayne Foundation has a higher education fund, I'm sure you would qualify for a scholarship.”

“That's kind of you, but once again - unsure what path to pursue. That money would be better spent on people who do know what they want from school.”

He observed me for a moment. “... Interesting. … Well, nevertheless; on behalf of my boys, I'd like to offer you our sincerest apologies. They know they've crossed the line, and have been reprimanded accordingly.”

“I … thank you, I guess? But I don't think I'm the one who needs the apology.”

“No? Your privacy was invaded.”

I shrugged. “They haven't bothered me since introducing me to Jay, which I already forgave them for because … well, it gave me Jay. But from what I've heard they've been doing more than the usual amount of protective-sibling stuff towards him, and he's getting frustrated about it. Seems like he's the one who'd want to know they're going to stop.”

Bruce nodded once, seeming to be deep in thought. “... Jason-”

“Wants to know what exactly you're doing here, Bruce.” I nearly jumped out of my skin. I hadn’t seen or heard him approach, but Jason was suddenly looming over the table, glowering at the man across from me.

“Jesus! … Jason, what the hell?” I cautiously reached for his hand, hoping to calm him down a bit.

His demeanor shifted entirely when he turned to face me. The sharp anger in his face slipped away as our eyes met, and the faintest hint of a smile slid across his lips. He gently stroked my knuckles with his thumb, turning fully toward me.

“Hey Doll~”Jason leaned over me, gently cupping my cheek with the tips of his fingers. “How’s my favorite girl?”

I blushed bright red, unable to stop the grin that spread across my face. No one had ever been so openly affectionate with me in public before, and while we had made some progress in the casual touching department, this was the first time he'd touched my face. I could feel Bruce's eyes on us, but mine were transfixed by the look on Jason's face. There was something in his eyes I'd never seen before; he looked focused and determined, but for the life of me I couldn't guess what he was determined about.

“I … I'm good. … What are you doing here?”

“Just taking out some trash, darling.” He smirked a bit.

“Jason, really, I wish you would calm down.” Bruce's sharp stare was trained firmly on the back of Jason's head. “Dick said you've been dating this nice girl for months, so I wanted to meet her. If you aren't going to tell me these things yourself, and you clearly aren't going to bring her by the manor, you can't be surprised when I eventually take matters into my own hands.”

“Don’t you know better than to harass pretty girls at work, Bruce? Someone should have taught you better.”

The atmosphere had been tense in the first place, but now it was frigid. I gently squeezed Jason's hand, frowning. “Honey, that was uncalled for. He's not harassing me, he just came to apologize for your brothers.”

Jason growled a bit; “They have mouths, they can apologize for themselves.”

I sighed softly, gently cupping his hand on my cheek. “Jay, … why don't you take a seat at that table,” I pointed to one a little bit away; “and when my shift is over we'll go home.”

He frowned; “no, I'm staying right here.”

“Jason, you're going to get me fired if you keep bothering the customers, which is exactly what Bruce is right now.”

“You don't need this job, I'll-”

“I'm gonna stop you right there. This is not 50 Shades of Gotham, you are not my sugar daddy, and we are not married. You are not going to be paying my rent any time soon. If you want to watch over me you can take a seat. Otherwise I can give you my keys and you can wait for me at my place, or you can find somewhere else to be for now and I'll call you when I get off.”

A look of annoyance flashed across his face, and for a moment the green flecks in his eyes seemed more prominent than usual. “... If he says or does anything you don't like…”

“You'll be my knight in shining … denim. I know~” I turned my head a bit to kiss his palm. “Go on, now~ I'll come over as soon as I can.”

Slowly, he stepped back, letting his hand drop to his side. Glaring at Bruce the whole way, he took a seat at a nearby table, and Edna went over to take his order. Bruce looked me over, a curious expression on his face.

“... That was … interesting.” He mused, sipping his coffee.

“I’m sure he didn't mean what he said. He gets a bit defensive when Dick and Tim bother him about us too, but once he's had a minute to process he always realizes they're just trying to be brotherly … in a weird, slightly overbearing way.”

“Oh, that was all par for the course. No, what's interesting is how readily he backed down. It usually takes him hours to calm down enough to be rational when he's upset with one of us. …”

I clenched my jaw. Jason hadn't told me much about his family, but I knew they had a tense relationship, and I felt like I was starting to see why. “... It probably helps that I'm not treating him like he's being irrational. I don't know the full story, but I do know that something in his life taught him that you showing up here is a threat of some kind. A threat he felt he had to come here to protect me from. And while I'm sure that’s not what you mean by it, I also know that telling him he's wrong won't solve anything. He doesn't trust based on words, he trusts based on actions. I don't know what actions of yours have taught him this about you, but here we are. So if playing the protective boyfriend role helps him to feel safe, I'm not going to belittle him for that. And if you are, then I don't think we have anything else to say to each other… Sir.”

Bruce watched me through my whole rant, a detached look on his face almost like he was gathering evidence. It would be unsettling if I wasn't already seething inside. After a moment he smiled softly, finishing his coffee.

“... I'm glad he found you.”

“... You're … glad?” I blinked slowly. After all I just said, I hadn't expected to hear that…

“Yes. I think you'll be good for him… I do hope you'll consider coming to the manor for dinner one of these days; I know the boys met you briefly, but the others are curious as well. Particularly since Damian spoke so highly of you.”

“... He did?”

Bruce nodded. “... In his way. He said you strike a fair bargain.”

“I see … Well, meeting everyone will depend mostly on Jason. I'm not opposed, but I'm also not going to push him. You shouldn't either.”

“... Damian was right.” Bruce smiled a little, sliding a business card across the table to me. “Please do call if I can do anything for you, or for Jason. He … he doesn't reach out to us very often, even when he probably should. … I worry.”

I took the card, nodding slowly. This was definitely the weirdest interaction I'd ever had in my entire life. “... Alright. I'll do that.”

Bruce dropped far more money on the table than was necessary for two coffees -for a moment I wondered if he even knew how much two coffees cost- and made his way to the door. In the next instant, Jason was crouching next to the table beside me.

“Babe?” He frowned, looking at the card in my hand. “… He gave you his personal line. … What did he say?”

“... Apparently Damian likes me?”

He chuckled a bit breathlessly. “... Of course the demon child likes you… what else?”

I stood, pocketing the card. “... My shift is over in an hour. Do you want to wait for me? We'll talk after.”

He groaned softly; “you’re really gonna make me wait?”

“We'll get those doughnuts you like on the way home.” I gently squeezed his hand. He sighed softly, but smiled, lifting my hand to his lips.

“You’re torturing me, Doll…”

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thefandomsfervent · 1 month ago

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Personal Pigments Viktor x Reader (Part 5) - Venetian Red

Find my imagine that inspired it here. Previous and next chapter will be linked at the bottom. Introducing Mel this chapter! Also slight panic attack/PTSD mention. Thank you for reading <3

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Several weeks have passed since then and the three of you have found a routine.

Jayce will be there early in the morning to usher Viktor to bed for a couple hours. The two of you would work in spurts of conversation or in silence. It just depended on who found their focus first. Viktor would come in later, sporting coffees and teas for him and Jayce. He eventually brought you some too and the idea that he was warming up to you made you happy. The day would go on, at some point one of you would leave for lunch. Jayce almost always had to bring something for Viktor, it seemed like he never left the lab besides to sleep. You would be in and out, preferring your room for a day or looking at catalogues for frames and other supplies. At night, you would stay there, trying to capture the way the lab changed. The atmosphere of it during the day versus the night, the sounds of the city out the window, of the halls of the Academy. Jayce always left the lab first, which made sense since he was usually the first there. That would leave you and Viktor until you eventually wanted dinner or went to your room for sleep.

Those first few nights where it was just you and Viktor were not as awkward as you were worried about. He didn’t make small talk, something you noticed he rarely did with Jayce either. On occasion you would leave your desk and come up behind him, with permission of course. You didn’t want to startle him in case he was working on something that required extreme focus.

You even met Mel Medarda, the Councilor that gave the boys the opportunity to prove themselves. As things were still barely a year into motion, the memory was fresh and you somehow got Jayce to talk about it several times in these past weeks. Viktor didn’t add to that story, just a roll of his eyes at her mention. He didn’t seem to truly dislike her, as much as he seemed to have a distaste at Jayce’s swooning. She came in one day, like she was looking for something.

“Councilor Medarda, what brings your visit this time?” Viktor is polite in his question, but the look on his face shows annoyance. Jayce pats his back before walking up to greet her.

“Just checking in, I heard that there was a development from Heimerdinger worth investigating.” You study her, how she moves. She glides through the room, elegance and innocence.

“We are still adjusting the crystals, no real changes just yet.” Jayce sounds embarrassed at the lack of a real update.

“Change takes time, you can’t rush progress. It has to happen when it’s ready.” She turns to face you. “But I was talking about Y/N here.”

“Me?” You don’t have time to hide the shock in your voice.

“Yes, you were brought up at a meeting some time ago. It’s lovely to meet you. Perhaps we can talk art sometime, hmm?” Everything about her is beautiful. Her poise, her voice, her smile. You wonder if she’d ever let you draw her. You doubt she’d have the time for that, or to talk with you about art like she says. It’s nice to imagine anyway.

“I would like that.” She talks with Jayce for several minutes after about presentations and the like before walking over to your station. You still hadn’t started the painting yet, but you had several sketches out. Your sketchbook is strewn open on the table. You resist the urge to hide everything under her green gaze. Embarrassed that you didn’t have anything to show her. Her very presence suggests the expectance of results.

“Quite the talent,” she says tapping the sheet closest to her, “I paint some myself. You’ll have to join me one day.” Her smile seems genuine, and when your heart jumps to your throat you can see why Jayce brings her up so often. You nod dumbly doing your best to ignore the heat burning the tips of your ears. She looks to the men and nods, signaling her exit. When she leaves you try to not look at either of them. You’re not close enough for teasing, you don’t think. But you do not want to chance it either. The three of you all return to your own work in silence.

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It only took one minor explosion for you to realize why their lab was so deep into the halls of the Academy. It was loud, and the evidence of it was in broken charcoal and a huge line across the drawing you were working on. Jayce was disappointed but laughed it off. Viktor, however, was so frustrated. The hurried words and theories spilling out to Jayce, the both of them reviewing notes and redoing calculations. You let them talk to each other, not really understanding much of what they were saying. As you stood up to dust yourself off it was Jayce who spoke to you first.

“Are you okay?” The bits of charcoal rolled off your pants, their hollow clink barely audible on the tile floor over the ringing in your ears. They must be used to the sound, although this was the first time you were here for something like this. Jayce came up to you, his large hand warm on your shoulder. “Y/N?” You looked up at him, wide eyed. There was this racing in your ears, this energy rippling through your chest. You felt cold. You felt hot.

“I-” You couldn’t speak. This feeling. It was panic. Panic? What were you panicking about? He was looking at you, his brows furrowed as he took you in. He turns to Viktor, who is just shaking his head slowly with an upturned shoulder. He is also confused it seems. “I’m alright, yes, just a moment.” You went to walk out of the lab. You push the door open, a handprint left on it as you pass through the threshold.

Standing in the hallway you work on your breathing. No broken bones, no broken skin. Knees a little weak. Lungs sore, not enough air. But the air was cool, it was there, you could breathe. You were okay. You were okay. You know this. You know this, “make your body know it too”. Leaning against a wall, letting the surface cool your back, you stay there for several minutes. Just breathing. You feel yourself starting to settle back into your body. You swipe your hands on your pants, drying the sweat on your palms.

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Viktor stares at your handprint on the door. When Mel visited earlier, he realized something. Neither he or Jayce knew your first name til that moment. The Professor simply said “Miss L/N” and they both had gone with it, even addressing you as such. You never offered it, or seemed upset at the lack of proper introduction. It rolls around in his head, and he finds himself wanting to say it. He doesn’t yet, but he wants to feel it roll off his tongue, make sure he says it correctly.

His amber eyes look back to where you were sitting. Charcoal sticks in pieces on the floor and table. You must have broken them from the shock of the explosion. It was nowhere near as bad as when they first had attempted to stabilize the crystal. The windows were intact, no buzzing sparks making their way through the air and forcing connections between materials. Jayce is also looking at the door, his arms dangling limply by his sides.

“What was that about?”

Viktor isn’t sure. And he convinces himself that he isn’t particularly sure he cares either. You were in a lab, their lab. There were going to be mishaps. He shrugs as he says, “Maybe she is not fond of loud sounds?” He walks over to your work table, leaving his cane propped up by where he was working. He looks at the sketch you were working on, it was much larger this time. It’s of him and Jayce, “No surprise there”, and a hex crystal. Tiny flecks and runes marked on the paper to form the crystal they were fidgeting with, it was less true to life, more energetic and fantastical. You had drawn multiple versions of them in different dark and light shades, as if you were sketching every time they moved around their space. A large, dark, crumbling line juts from the paper. From the center. It shoots off the edge, black powder dusting below the line itself. Like you had shoved your hand full force into the paper. He follows the line off the paper, off the board, he sees where your hand had smudged the last bit of the mark. Like you were pushing away from it.

Although he knew it wasn’t intentional, the line fit the drawing. It captured the movement of time, the explosive energy those crystals harbored. He did not dislike it. He gestures for Jayce to come look with him. “Woah.” Is all he says before they hear the door open. Your cheeks were dusted in a light blush. Embarrassment or anxiety on your face.

“Not my best work,” You joke, trying to make light of the situation.

“On the contrary,” it surprises you to hear Viktor speak, “this one is my favorite so far.” There’s a smile in his voice. “You’ll keep it, yes?”

Moving to join them, you grab one of the thinner willow sticks of charcoal. You try to mimic the silhouette of that jarring line in a few other places, sketching lightly in case they need to be wiped out.

“It’s workable.” Jayce claps a hand on Viktor and your shoulders in response.

“Seems like we all have work to do then.” And the moment passes. That night, you stay longer in the lab than usual.

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ponpuriitx · 1 year ago

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍.

One shot! Royal!Sun x reader.

summary: The next day after the ball, you tried to avoid the princes as much as you could, avoiding places that they were, avoiding talking to them, making contact with them anything. Until you received a visit from the sun-like Jester and a little chit chat with the Prince.

warnings: None really

Notes: This idea appeared in my head while I was grocery shopping and couldn’t get it out ever since, I think this is just a little parody (non official/non cannon!!) I made in my head for the first chapter of “Of fools in Gilded Masks” written for @cloudyvoid’s Medieval au, really loved the chapter! I really like sun, so this is going more to the sun lovers, please enjoy!! I’m sorry if it’s not great, this was kinda rushed since I didn’t want to loose the idea

*none of the characters mentioned are mine! They all belong to @head-in-the-icloud, and I personally love the whole au and it’s story so please make sure to check it out!! Really worth it.

Ao3 post.

Great way to start the “keeping it low mission” you thought.

At the ball, you committed quite the mistake. You interacted with the princes you so desperately tried to avoid. Your cheeks turned pink as you cringed at the idea, god what an awful start.

You sat on the bed as you yawned, looking over the room you noticed the empty bed. Guess that your “roommate” decided to take a morning walk or something. You didn’t want to go out of the room, the bed and blankets welcomed you so deliciously you wanted more minutes on it.

Even if it would’ve been the best option, you yelped at the sound of the doors opening. A maid entering the room quietly, “The Queen would love to greet all the remaining guests in the ball room.” Remaining guests? You were about to ask but the maid was quick to leave the room. Leaving the word in your mouth.

You sighed, getting up from the bed and get dressed. You had to use the same green dress you used for the gala night since, well, it was the only one you had. You looked around the room before stepping out to the ball room.

Now you understood what the maid meant when she said “remaining guests.”

You were entirely sure that there were more people than the ones that were here. It was still a large amount but there were less than yesterday. There were groups who were talking to each other, you stood on one of the corners of the room away from the crowds. You heard trumpets blare, making you look up again as one of the servants introduced the queen. She smiled at the crowd.

“I’d like to congratulate the remaining people here, most of you would be asking where are the others. Unfortunately, most of them were sent home for inside reasons. In the meantime, please feel free to enjoy the breakfast served.” Oh right, there was a large food table you didn’t noticed. You spaced out in your own thoughts, before you saw the people approach to the table.

You grabbed a plate and took some pancakes, they were really well decorated with strawberries shaped like hearts and some blueberries on the sides. It looked too cute to eat, but still very tasty.

After the breakfast, the groups left the rooms some to the bathrooms to clean themselves and some went walking through the halls. You took this as an opportunity to explore more the castle, walking down the halls and taking a look at some of the beautiful glass stained windows. But when you took one of the turns you saw at the distance a group of people, mostly woman whom were circling someone.

You thought of walking past them, but when one of the woman moved a little to the side you caught a glimpse of a familiar sun-like face and he seemed to have seen you too. Because when you both made eye contact he was quick to call you with a sign of his hand. At this you turned around and walked away back to the turn and left that hall, yes you felt bad for ignoring the Prince but you wanted to keep it low. Not be noticed, and get this over with.

After a while you were really tired of walking, it’s been almost an hour or at least that’s what it felt like. Why was the castle so big?! Of course is a castle. You sat down on the floor, not really pretty but come on of all the walking you’ve done you haven’t seen a chair nearby and it looked like you weren’t going to see one either. You stretched hearing a few pops from your bones and sighed in relief while you closed your eyes, you took some time until you decided to keep going

“Hello friend!” A voice quite loud besides you talked and you almost jumped at the sound. You weren’t expecting that, looking besides you you were met by the familiar Jester, Dawn right?? “Jesus! Don’t-, Don’t be sneaking into people like that!” You didn’t meant to be harsh in any way, really. But that almost got the soul out of you

“My apologies friend! I couldn’t help but noticing you here all by yourself! Mind if I join in?” For some reason, you actually didn’t mind that. You nodded and he was quick to take a seat besides you, with a moment of silence in the air. “How’s the thing going? Like it around here?”

“Oh, yeah sure. The food is great I must say, just looking around.” The silence was really loud, not that you would mind. “Have you talked to any of the princes yet? They say they’re very charming.” You didn’t expect that question, still it wasn’t unreasonable. That was the “reason” you came here after all. “Well yeah, I talked to one of them. Made a fool out of myself though”

You looked besides you to be met with the mask already looking at you, suddenly you had all of his attention. “Really? Is that why you haven’t talked to them ever since?” For a moment you frowned, how did he know that? But you brushed it off because well, he worked here of course he could see around and maybe he just saw how you avoided them. Right?

“Well yeah I think so, this whole idea is somewhat scary you know? I just, I’m afraid that if I get picked I will just be marrying someone I barely know. What if it’s the wrong one?” You put your legs upwards and hugged them, avoiding making eye contact with the jester. “I just, I want to marry someone I actually love, noble or not. And doing that with someone who doesn’t even know me then.. How am I even sure I’m going to get loved back?”

There was a pause, the silence turning awkward as none of you spoke. “Well, how are you sure that it’s not going to work out if you don’t try? If not knowing them it’s what scares you, talk to them and see if you connect. Don’t make all of your traveling not worth it, if you don’t get chosen then that’s okay. At least you tried.” Honestly he was right. You had the option to talk to them, get to know each one separately and see where things go.

“I guess that you’re right.” None of you looked at each other, the conversation turning deep rather quickly. “Say, you wouldn’t know another jester trick?” You didn’t know if he smiled, but it felt like it when he stood up and took your hand.

You had a fun time with the jester. Trying out new tricks and jokes here and there, laughing and overall you forgot the whole thing until it was time for him to go. You understood and nodded when he told you, so you went to wonder in the halls once again. You opened one of the doors that you saw, leading you to a big garden full of precious flowers in perfect conditions.

There were all sorts of flowers like Roses, Sunflowers, Lilly’s and more. You followed the clean road while looking at the flowers, after a while walking you spotted a big fountain in the distance. It had the edges wide enough for someone to sit on them so you did, admiring the flowers in the distance.

It was peaceful, It reminded you of your aunt because some of the flowers were her favorite. Making you smile at the memories with her, “Mind if I sit here?” You were on your own little world, spacing out to the distance. You hummed a yes, not looking at the person who sat besides you.

“They are beautiful aren’t they?” The voice sounded familiar, familiar enough to take you out of your trance and look besides you. You were met by the sun-like Prince who was looking at the flowers too. Your eyes widened. “Your highness!” You bowed your head, you heard a chuckle from him. “There’s no need for that please”

“Are you enjoying your stay here?” He asked, you nodded and he smiled. “Excuse me your majesty I-“ as you were standing up to make an excuse and leave you felt a hand touch yours, “Please stay, I insist” There was a kind smile on his face and suddenly, the Jesters words ran through your head. Making you stop, doubting for a second and sit again.

Time passes and it amazes you how easy to talk to was the Prince, it eased you to know this and it calmed you a lot. Even though sometimes your heartbeat was strong enough to make you confuse your words. You didn’t think you’d enjoy it as much as you did.

It was starting to get late, and he had to go because “Prince duties” and stuff. But before leaving he turned to you with that characteristic warm smile, “Can,” he stopped for a second “Can we repeat this one time? I really enjoyed it.” You told him yes, and he thanked you before parting his way.

You looked at him as he walked away and a smile appeared unconsciously in your mouth, you were smiling like an idiot. But who could’ve blamed you? The fact that now you both could get to know each other, and judging by how the conversation went, you were sure you could be eager to get to know the Prince.

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passionateseadruid · 7 months ago

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Snake king’s bride 7

Holiday Havoc part 1 of 2

CW: Swearing, religious topics, Violence, one mention of dub-con and more

Summary:

This chapter was brought to you by spite and Lucifer’s slutty waist and sluttier child bearing hips. Man needs to close his FUCKING LEGS!

Notes:

HEY REALLY QUICK IMPORTAINT NOTE: So in this chapter there's gonna be a lot of references to religion and a surprise and ONE mention of Dubcon at the end. If you are uncomfortable feel free to skip this chapter. If you want to skip the chapter but you want to see the surprise I’ll leave a note at the end. Also sorry this took so long to get out, I was having a hard time getting inspiration for this and then my computer broke. And on top of that a good 30 minutes of work was Deleted! Fuck ao3

It's been a few weeks since you've met Fizzarolli. He hasn't Been able to find anything but you're hopeful because you'll actually get to see him again at the end of the week for the kings annual holiday party. To top it all off you haven't bought a single present for anyone (plus you're not even sure who it's appropriate to buy presents for).

But none of that is what you were concerned with right now. No, right now you have to convince the short blond idiot in front of you not to wear a green tree print tux embroidered top to bottom in tinsel, lights, and other decorations.

"First of all, you are NOT coming with me to my parents dinner-"

"Of course I am! I have to introduce myself to my new in-laws." He cuts you off playfully sticking out his forked tongue.

"I figured you'd overstep again." You sighed. "If that's the case then secondly you cannot wear that to this dinner. All of my brothers are gonna be there, plus Lilian is gonna be there. I want to make a good impression so that you don't kill them."

"Okay fine. What do you want me to wear?" He sighed. Under his happy exterior he was fairly nervous.

You went into his closet and looked through his clothes. "We also need to set up some ground rules. My entire family is veryreligious and while I'm no Mother Teresa I still don't want them to worry about me."

"Teresa was such a goodie two shoes. I observed her when she was alive and she was even more virtuous than anyone else makes her out to be." He sighed and looked toward the ground for a moment. "She... reminds me of someone I knew back in heaven. Or she did, but the angel I knew... changed"

"Really? You don't talk about your past much."

"...You said you had ground rules for me." Lucifer avoided your eyes as he changed the subject.

"Firstly, don't tell them anything about you being the devil; or about heaven or hell; oh or about our situation. Secondly, don't mention Charlie; I don't want them freaking out about you being billions of years older than me, or about the fact that you have a daughter whose old enough to be my sister."

"She's actually old enough to be your great grandma."

"And you don't find any problem with this relationship."

"Darling look I know that we're an... ahem... unusual couple but I can't go on without you. I'll do anything to have you." He cups your chin and forces a kiss.

"Rule three, you are not allowed to be overly sexual. I have four brothers and three of them have kids so no groping me and no talking about how you wanna diddle my holes in my sleep."

"That's disgusting, I wouldn't do that to you." He defended against your accusation.

"Okay we should probably go over each of my family members and their jobs. I hope we'll have enough time to go over this and get them presents."

"Don't worry! We'll just give each of them $10,000."

"Hells currency isn't going to be valuable on earth.

"I know. But for all your protests towards my affection you sure seem to forget who I am. I'm the Devil darling. I have pretty much every politician in my pocket. Here check this out!" He pulled you away from the clothes and into a side room off of his bedroom. Never a good thing to have. He shows you a room that's mostly filled with carnival games. "Here I'll spin this wheel, you take a dart and throw it at them. Whoever it lands on I'll go have a little chat with."

"How about you do that and I'll go pick out something for you to wear." This was just too weird. "If you're absolutely serious we'll need 14 grand."

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About an hour later you two were sitting in the kitchen going over your family members. He wore the red sweater with a big duck plastered on the front and black pants you'd picked out. It was annoying having him matching your red sweater and floor length black skirt but nothing could be done about it considering the only other option was letting him dress like an idiot.

"Okay so my Mom’s name is Janice, she likes crafts. Dad's name is Dalton and he and my oldest brother Austin like to weld and woodwork. Austin is divorced and has only one girl, her name is Monika. Don't worry she's probably not gonna want to talk to anyone let alone you. My next oldest brother is Peter who's married to Margaret and they has twin boys named Christopher and Evan. Everyone calls Christopher CC though, since he likes that the best. The twins and their dad like rollercoasters and the batfam. Dallas is the brother I'm closest with and he is the epitome of middle child, very class clown type. He has two kids a boy names James and a girl named Missy. He lost his wife last year so don't don't bring it up okay? And finally my spoiled brother Michael. He's the youngest son, my mom's pride and joy. The golden boy, her favorite. Him and his Fiancée got married this summer in July. She despises me so whatever you do bite your tongue and be as nice as you can to her okay? The last thing I need is for Maggie to start crying."

"Golden boy Michael hits a bit to close to home for me." Lucifer looked away from you. Just anywhere away from your figure.

'Oh like that isn't your fault.' You thought, thankful that he couldn't read your mind. "Got all that?"

"Yep." He motions to a notepad that he wrote it all down on. "Quick question. What's the "BatFam"?"

"Bat family. Like Batman and all his robins. Here I should have a picture on my old phone of them last year trick or treating. Peter was Batman, Margaret was cat woman, Evan was Nightwing AKA Dick Grayson, and CC was the fifth robin, Damien Wayne."

"What about your old roommate?"

"Lilian moved in with her uncle when we were 14. He worked a lot to provide for her so she was left alone most holidays. I invited her over one year and she basically became part of the family. Are you ready to go? The fudge I made yesterday has probably settled by now."

"Yeah, let's go." He held out his hand. You took the fudge in your hands instead. He frowned and opened the portal. You both stepped through and found yourselves at your parents house. Lucifer knocked on the door and

"Auntie!" James shouted from behind the CC who'd opened the door.

"Hi auntie!" CC smiled as the two boys hugged you.

"Hi boys! Let me get inside and put the fudge down." You smiled warmly, not noticing the short man behind you seething. Yes Lucifer knew how childish it was to be jealous of two young boys, and your nephews at that, but he couldn't help it. You smiled so warmly at them and you gave them the attention he so desperately craved.

You two walked in with the boys in toe.

"How's my favorite baby sister?" Dallas asked as you set the fudge down on the counter and he picked you up to twirl you from behind. "Better not be doing the Devil’s Tango with that deviant." He teased quietly so only you heard him.

You giggled. "I'm doing fine."

"You better be! Do you know how worried we were when Lilian told us you ran away with your fiancé! None of us even knew you were engaged! Why didn't you tell us?" Austin pulled you out of Dallas's hold and squeezed your shoulders protectively.

"Her and I had a bit of a spur of the moment engagement. I mean if it feels right and they’re the one, why not tie the knot." Lucifer put his arm around your waist. "Hi, call me Lucy. Lucy Magne." He held out his other hand for either of your brothers to take. Austin takes his hand and his eyes widens when he feels the Devils cold black hand.

"Sorry. It's a skin condition. Very rare. Not hereditary."

"Uh huh." Austin looked suspiciously at him.

"Bestie!" Lilian runs up to you.

"Lilian hi! I- oof!” You were cut off by her hug.

"Why didn't you tell me you got a sugar daddy?" She whispered.

"A what?!" You blushed.

"Come on I'm not dumb. A man shows up in a clean white suit and asks about all the things you like. He says he wants to provide for you. It's so obvious it's painful."

"Well it's not as simple as that." You tried to explain but you were pulled away by your parents.

"Sweetheart! Where have you been? So much has happened in these past four months." Your mom hugged you. "I'm sorry mom. Things just happened and my life got kinda hectic."

"You're not pregnant are you?" She asked.

"What? No."

"Then why did you drop out of college? You practically fell off the face of the earth. You're only 19, you should live your life. You don't need to grow up so quickly. We already have 5 grandchildren, you don't need to rush into marriage and family life. You should enjoy being young."

"I know mom." 'But I don't really have a choice.' "Him and I aren't rushing in to anything like that though. He's just… passionate about me and kinda�� clingy."

"Come on Janice. We raised our girl right. She knows not to run around with degenerates." Your father came up to you both and squeezed your mother’s shoulder reassuringly. "Hi pumpkin." He turned to you.

"Hi dad." You two hugged each other. He led you over to the dining table and sat you down next to Lucifer who was arm wrestling with Monika.

"Why you going easy on me, old man? Just cause I'm a girl?"

"Haha… hah…" He chuckled awkwardly. "Who is she Goliath? I wasn't going easy on her." He whispered to you.

You looked at Monika. "Suplex him next." You smiled towards her as Lucifer's face fell. "It's nice to see you off your phone for once Monika."

"I guess I'm in a holiday mood since it's nearly Christmas." Everyone eventually came over to the table to eat.

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After about an hour of talking with your siblings you heard crying coming from the playroom your parents built decades ago.

"Is anyone hurt? Did the bookshelf fall down on someone? Did the curtain rod smack someone on the head?"

"Your freaky Fiancé made Missy cry." Evan pointed at you accusingly as James held the tot in his arms.

"What did you do?" You asked Furiously.

"Nothing." He held his arms up defensively. "It was just some light teasing."

"He said the goat man was gonna eat me!" Missy sniffled.

"What goat man?" You rubbed her cheeks, whipping her tears away.

"Krampus." James answered.

"I didn’t say he was gonna eat her. I said Krampus beats naughty children who don't share with their siblings." Lucifer explained.

"I didn't even want the stuffed moose that badly. I swear I didn’t Auntie."

You shushed James and turned to the Devil. "What is wrong with you?! Why would you think that’s okay to say to CHILDREN?!"

"Honey I-"

You ran your hand through your hair. "You know what? I want you out. I’ll see you tomorrow but right now I need to be alone."

"What…?" His eyes widened.

"Leave. You've caused enough commotion for my family. My brother Austin thinks you're a creep. My mom, Dallas, and Lilian all think you're a deviant. And now you're traumatizing my niece and Nephews."

He left out the back door and you explained the situation to your parents afterwards.

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"Okay seriously this guy’s bad news sis." Michael persuaded as you two sat on the couch. It's been almost an hour and things are starting to die down. You and your youngest older brother sat in the kitchen talking by the island. "Look I know we've never been super close but you're my favorite sister and I worry about you. Without you, I'd be the one they shirk responsibility of watching the kids onto."

You rolled your eyes. 'Of course.' "So what do you suggest I do now?"

"Dump him. It's not like you need to get married. I mean, come on. You? A wife? HA! No, you're not the marriage type."

"I suppose. The only problem is that I can't get this stupid ring off." You look away. He goes to the cabinet and pulls out some vinegar. He grabs your hand and pours a bit on your ring but it won't come off. He pulled and pulled but it still wouldn't come off.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING TO MY BRIDE?!" A distorted voice came from the Fireplace in the living room. Out stepped Lucifer back in his white suit with his top hat. His red horns popped out of his head, fire sprouting between them. Just like at the ball; only this time he sprouted a tail. He grabbed you and pulled you toward the fireplace.

"NO! LET ME GO!" You thrashed in his hold. In a Last ditch Effort you grabbed the crucifix hanging on the wall and said, "Matthew 10:14 Begone Satan!"

"Ow! First of all it only works if you say the whole thing. Secondly IM NOT HIM!!" He slapped the cross out of your hand and slapped you to the floor. "AND FINALLY YOU REMEMBER WHAT I SAID WOULD HAPPEN IF YOU EVER BROUGHT UP THAT BOOK AGAIN. HOW ABOUT I KILL YOUR FAMILY INSTEAD SO YOU LEARN NOT TO FUCK WITH ME- Ah!" You two were cut off by a shot ringing out throughout the house and your dad holding a smoking shotgun in the doorway. "FUCK YOU! THAT’S GONNA BRUISE LIKE A BITCH TOMORROW!!"

"NO NO NO, PLEASE PLEASE. I'll do anything you want but please don't hurt my family." You clung to his striped vest as hot, fat tears ran down your face.

His cheeks flushed at the sight of you sobbing, begging on the ground. He bit his lip as he fantasized about all the things he could do to you here and now.

"Stop! His skin is turning red! You're making him angrier!" Michael called.

"Shut up you horse-shit eater! Ah!" He cried as your mom rushed in and sprayed him with holy water. A few places on him started to blister like a burn. A few on his right horn and arm and one on the shell of his ear.

"PLEASE! ILL DO ANYTHING!" You begged, wrapping your arms around his small waist.

"I'll spare them if you vow to never contact them again. And I get to do whatever I want to you tonight."

"Deal!"

"NO!" Several members of your family shout. He envelopes your hand as a fiery illusion overtakes both of your hands and he pulls you into the fireplace.

Notes:

Yep, your dad has a shotgun now! Yay?j

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vi0let-writes · 28 days ago

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Fight for you chapter one.

AFAB fem reader x Boxer Dilf Wriothesley

Boxing AU

Summary: Wriothesley is a well-known underground boxer, who for the first time decided to take his injury seriously and went to see the nurse. Once he met her, he kept finding excuses to visit.

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The atmosphere in the underground is always grim, and sweaty; but most of all, Loud. The underground is very popular for its Boxing, many people come to watch and bet on the fighters, and despite being well known, the authority does not do anything to stop it, so we shouldn't complain about its less than conditions. Anyway, today has gone on as normal, people fight, and I, the head nurse here, fixes up the stupid men and women who come down here for a slight chance of fame. Though my days are usually pretty much the same, today, for whatever reason, decided to be different, to give me a taste of something colorful.

“Damn Wriothesley, you got knocked up man.” someone said, as the rugged, black haired male walked past, shoulder slightly out of place and blood trickling out of his ear. Today was not a good day for said man, who happened to be one of the underground's top boxers. Wriothesley was a 25 year old Fontainian, who got most of his life earnings through boxing here in the underground, he was a tall, muscular, rugged looking man. He was tan, with lots of blemishes and scars littering his skin, dark black hair with hints of white to match his darker clothing choices.

“Man this fucking sucks.. Can not believe this happened.” He muttered, as he made his way to the nurse office, much to his ego's distaste. Wriothesley has never once gone to the nursery since he started his career here, which says a lot about the man's capability. He very much did not want to do this, but his arm hurt, and he didn't know what to do about the bleeding ear, so he went in.

The nursery was cleaner than most of the place, white beds neat and waiting to be used, shelves of cleaning supplies and medical equipment for the nurses to use. Wriothesley didn't mind the place, a nice change of scenery.

“May I help you?” A voice came, waking Wriothesley from his blank state of checking his surroundings.

“Oh, uh yeah.. I think I dislocated my shoulder.. And uhm ear is bleeding.” He muttered out, looking at the pretty lady before him. Her hair.. Her eyes.. Man he was in a trance.

“Right this way then, I can help you with that. Mind telling me your name, and birthday on the way.” She asked, motioning for him to follow her, he nodded.

“Uh, Wriothesley, W-r-i-o-t-h-e-s-l-e-y, and date of birth, is 11-23-1999”

“Were here, please sit down” the woman ordered, pointing to a bed. She sat down at a chair, her tablet in hand. “Hmm, It says here that you have been fighting in the underground for 3 years… but have never once been in the nursery before.. Impressive. Well anyway, turn for me so I can pop that thing back in. might feel a bit uncomfortable.”

The nurse gently grabbed Wriothesley's shoulder and popped it back into place quickly, then she went to grab cotton swabs for his ear, and gently started to wipe away the now dried blood.

“Alright, nothing bad with the ear, just avoid putting anything in it until it's fully healed. Oh and I'm Y/n by the way, I forgot to introduce myself.”

“Oh, uhm yeah nice to meet you Y/n. Thank you for that. Am I all right to go back to the ring now?”

“Why don't you go home, let your shoulder rest a bit, hmm?” She hummed sweetly, making the man's stomach flop around.

“Oh.. yeah yeah. So uhm, if I ever get hurt again, I just come to you right..” Wriothesley asked.

“Yeah, or one of my other nurses. It was lovely meeting you Mr. Wriothesley but I'm busy and need to get going, make sure to rest, goodbye.” She quickly left, leaving Wriothesley to himself to think about the interaction.

“Man.. I might need to come here more often..”

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mioyeo · 1 year ago

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Watch your back: Chapter 8

Once you don’t value what you have someone else learns how to take care of what used to be yours

Synopsis : 8 men supposed to give her all the love they promised end up leaving her behind without a valid reason

Pairing : girlfriend Reader x PolyAteez !

Warning : this chapter contains mentions of, arguing with Rin , missing deceased parent , lots of crying , confessions ( at the end ) , miscarriage , uncontrolled drinking of alcohol, Hongjoong being a big liar , Y/n looking a mess , jumping off a cliff etc Please reminding me if I forgot something

Tag list : @legbouk , @scarfac3 , @m4rsluv , @hcyaa , @jackinmyarea, @layzfeelit, @loverlele , @mulletjoonsupremacy , @veneziamadness , @belle643 , @gugggu6gvai , @atinytinaa , @voidcupidz , @atinyreads , @baguette-atiny , @parkthothwa8 , @hwadump , @owjohny , @miaatiny , @honeyymon

Word count: 2,2k

Y/n was currently at a Donation center where she'd be donating all the clothes she once had bought for her now lost child to the first time mommy's

It was nerve wrecking for her to see all the Young mothers and their babies while she wouldn't be able to hold hers anymore

" It's alright , you're doing the right thing "

The elder woman smiled rubbing her back encouraging her to deliver the box to the other ladies that where checking out the clothes conditions

" It's just that I felt overwhelmed kinda "

She smiled softly and finally got the courage to hand over her box and leave after saying goodbye

As the girl walked along side the road , tears suddenly fell from her eyes automatically making the ones passing her pity and ask themselves why she was crying on such a beautiful bright sunny day

They wouldn't understand if she tried to explain how hard it was to let go of the things she bought while being exited

Not the typical excitement because she was gonna be a mommy

But the excitement because she'd have someone to love dearly and nurse them until they left her to love someone else just like they where loved by her

Y/n wiped her tears chuckling at the thought that she probably looked insane crying and laughing at the same time

" Y/n ! i haven't seen you in a while my dear "

The market lady She frequently visited for her amazing fried chicken shouted waving her over as she smiled

" Oh my , I'm so sorry I haven't passed by lately I've been going through some thing's but I'm getting better now "

She smiled hugging the lady that immediately kissed jher cheek and stuffed her mouth with some chicken making her smile

" I've missed you too Mrs.Kim "

She chewed on the food before waving and left after they had a small talk

Going up the stairs she put in the code and walked inside her home taking off the shoes

" Where were you ? "

Hongjoong asked as he was sitting on the couch with San that didn't even look at her

“ I went to Donate the clothes I had bought for little Sanie to first time mommy's that couldn't afford to buy clothes or other stuff for their newborns "

She smiled softly and sat down beside him

" I'm proud of you for letting go "

Hongjoong said smiling sympathetically

"I had to do it sooner because I didn't want to create an unhealthy attachment with the things so I donated them "

She laid her head on his shoulder as he kissed her forehead

" Where are the others anyway? "

" They left to do groceries and Jongho went to get his teeth checked with Mingi "

She grimaced just thinking about the pain

" Also we are having dinner with our parents to finally introduce Rin to them "

Y/n looked up at him with brows furrowed

" So get dressed up because Yeosang's Mom insists for you to come since she hasn't seen you in a long while "

The teen couldn't help but smile

" But don't overdress so that you don't steal Rin's spotlight tonight , it wouldn't be fair if the eyes were only on you tonight "

Hongjoong stood up and left towards his studio leaving both San and Y/n with an awkward silence

Not being able to handle sitting there she stood up and went to her room and look for an outfit

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" Hwa ! do I look pretty ? "

Rin twirled as she came down showing off her dark blue dress with a cut on the back

" It's pretty "

He didn't even really look at her since he was on his phone texting his dad

" You didn't even look at me baby "

She pouted and grabbed him by his suit

" Where's Mingi ? "

" He's with Y/n helping her zip up her dress "

Wooyoung said as he sat on the couch fixing his hair

" I don't just think that they're simply fixing her dress it's been more than ten minutes "

Just as Yunho spoke both of them walked down the hall

" No need to rush , her other dress wouldn't zip up so she changed into this "

Mingi who was practically matching her in his black suit said as he held her by the waist and guided her towards the door as everyone got out

" You sure it was just a change of clothes? "

Hongjoong eyed him annoyed since he saw some her lip gloss on his lips shimmering

"Don't you see his lips? They've been making out while we waited she's trying to ruin my night with your parents "

The younger scoffed making Y/n look at her unbothered

" You're not that special for me to steal whatever night you think you own "

" Y/n enough "

" You're just Jealous that they care more about me than they care about you "

Rin turned around her seat and glared at Y/n

" Oh please, these eight men were mine first , I have already claimed every single one of them and the little attention you're getting doesn't face me at all it's the bare minimum compared to what they give me "

" Please if they oh so loved you why would they get a second girlfriend then ? "

She chuckled cocking her brows looking at the now burgundy haired Y/n who laughed

" My love I don't know what to tell you other than it's none of my concern "

" Girls enough this is supposed to be a happy night for all of us "

Seonghwa sighed as he glared through the front mirror

" a happy night for me ? What will I gain from this Park ? seeing you guys enjoy showing her off while I just sit there and smile pretty like daddy's girl ? Is that what you want me to be doing all night long ? "

" Calm down you're killing the mood and we haven't even started yet "

Jongho squeezed her thighs glaring at her so she could stop

" I don't know about you guys but I'm just here because Yeosang's mom wants to see me "

Y/n sighed making Yeosang look at her funny

" When has my mom said that ? "

" I was told that your mom wanted to see me since we haven't met in a while "

" If she had said that I would've known but that's not the case , I don't know who told you that but don't lie on my moms name "

He looked at her kinda irritated

After Yeosang's words hit her she looked outside biting her lips to calm down

" You could've stayed at home I don't even know why you're here "

Jongho mumbled but forgot he was a bit loud

" Alright just get out and stop talking we're here and behave "

Everyone pilled out the car leaving Y/n sitting there as she continued to bite her inner lips with closed eyes

"When you get over your tantrum lock the car "

Seonghwa threw the car keys onto her lap and left going inside the restaurant

Tears of anger suddenly left her eyes as she bawled her fists and screamed loudly

Why would Hongjoong lie to her ?

What was the point of him telling her that Yeosang's mom wanted her to come when she clearly never said that ?

The only things that angered her was that he made her look like a fool in front of everyone else but was glad that it didn't actually happen in front of Yeosang's family and everyone else's parents, because if that did happen she would die from embarrassed right there

The girl wiped her tears and sat there for another twenty minutes debating on if she wanted to go or not

On the end she decided to get off the car and walk in after fixing her make up

" Wait , miss do you have any reservations? "

" Yes I'm actually here to meet up with the family of my boyfriend's "

" Name please ?"

" Y/n , you'll find me under my boyfriend's name Choi Jongho or Jeong Yunho "

The guard checked the list while looking up at he kinda suspicious

" These names are indeed on the list but im sorry I can't seem to find you on here "

He cleared his throat and waved for guards to come over

" No but , there must be a mistake can you please look again? "

" I'm not blind and neither do I have the time to handle this madness I don't get payed enough for this crap "

He scoffed and signaled for them to wait as Y/n looked at him in disbelief

" I don't get enough love to be here either , you know what ? give The guy named Park Seonghwa his car keys and tell him that im off the map for tonight "

She threw the keys on the table and left

" Thank you this is just what I needed "

The girl groaned as the heavy rain started pouring on her making the dress stick to her body

She couldn't understand what their problem against her was

All she ever did was love them with all she had

But apparently that was all just a waste of her time

Y/n started to doubt that all the I love you's where real

Or anything that included them loving her

She felt limp and cold as the rain kept pouring down on her

Nothing hurt more than being lied to and made a fool of

Turning around the corner she walked into a a small store all messed up, her once beautiful makeup was ruined and so was her hair making the cashier look at her surprised

Y/n looked around and ended up at the liquor section sighing as she grabbed a big bottle off Vodka even though she hesitated for a good minute

Starring at the bottle she finally went to the cashier to pay

" Is everything ok miss ? "

The young girl who registered the things looked at her once again tilting her head

" Not really but that's how life is "

" Can I see your ID please "

She showed her ID and payed for the stuff

" I don't know what you're going through but please cheer up everything is going to get better it will take time so please don't worry "

" Sweetheart, don't you ever enter a poly relationship it will slowly destroy you "

She grinned and left after making the young cashier confused

Wandering the streets of Seoul , Y/n didn't really know were she was going but one thing she knew was that she was going to keep walking until she couldn't anymore

Opening the strawberry flavored alcoholic drink she chugged on it carelessly as if it was juice even thought it was burning her throat

" What did I do wrong Mom ? "

She cried out as she sat down on a bench looking up at the sky

" Can't I just be with you again? "

Tears streamed down as she felt herself getting drunk because of the amount of alcohol she already consumed

" I wish I never left you , I wish I had spend more time with you on those sleepless nights "

Looking onto the water that glistened because of the moonlight made her feel like being hugged my someone but yet so empty at the same time

The Han river looked so pretty on night time which did comfort her for a little

" What did I do wrong ? Am I not pretty enough ? Am I getting fat ? "

She pulled out her phone and opened the camera seeing her face

A complete disaster , Make up all smeared , her hair a mess , lips all smudged

It all make her bawl out more tears as she told herself how pathetic she looked and eventually stood up and laughed at her own misery

Walking up to the railing she stared down onto the cold looking water

A huge feeling of comfort but at the same time the loneliness always seemed to come back

Y/n climbed up the railing and sat on it taking a deep breath shaking

She wanted to give up , every single memory came flashing through her mind

Maybe the only way out for her was to leave completely

" Hey …. , I know you were probably mad at me earlier and I'm sorry , I just wanted to wish you all the best with Rin treat her better than you've ever treated me and give her lots of love , I've always wanted to be loved but it didn't seem like I could really get that from you guys lately and it's ok because I did get my fair share of happy moments these past four to five years , I myself admit that I am indeed a pathetic little baby like Yunho said that cries over everything and I wish I could help it but just seeing how you love someone else more just hurts me , I felt so bad that night you guys had Rin move in with us I cried so hard for the first time while looking in the mirror , I just felt left out by you guys , I thought I've always held a special place in that house but it seems like I'm not the spark you need to function anymore , I didn't mean to talk for three minutes but I just wanted to give my last goodbyes before I leave, Thank you for the beautiful experience of being loved "

She pressed send and waited for the two check marks to appear taking a deep breath

And finally jumped

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hopefulromances · 1 year ago

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Long Time Coming I Chapter 16 I Stop, You're Losing Me

Summary: Being hired as the first female assistant coach in the league was a challenge of it itself. Being a football prodigy and University Football Legend was easy enough. Coaching Jamie Tartt was a challenge all on its own.

Chapter Summary: Reader and Jamie are going through a rough patch and end up in Man City

Word Count: 5.4K

Warning: Angst, tears,

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A/N: Thank you so much to @sokkigarden for reading this ahead of time and giving me notes! We have one chapter left after this one!!! Can't wait!

There was something wrong with Jamie. Ever since he came back from the international break things had been different. I’d prepared this whole big dinner for him with sexy lingerie and his favorite meals, and he’d enjoyed the whole night very thoroughly. But the next day, he was distant. Like I’d hurt him or something. I tried to ask him about it but he assured me there was nothing wrong, and that he was fine.

That was a few weeks ago and nothing had gotten better. I was so frustrated with myself. I’d wrack my brain trying to figure out what I’d done wrong, how I’d upset him that night. But nothing came to my mind.

“It’s like he’s avoiding me,” I whined to Roy, spinning in my chair. I’d moved so I was in his office between him and Trent. “But I don’t know what I did.”

Roy grunted. This was how our conversations usually went. I’d come into his office when Trent wasn’t there, spin in my little chair and complain, and he’d grunt every now and then to let me know he was listening. Or half listening. He ‘didn’t want to get in my business because he doesn’t fucking care’”

“I just… what if he wants to break up with me,” I whisper the words, finally stilling in my chair.

I’d tried not to consider that possibility, but it was very likely that he did want to break up. I’d obviously upset him somehow. But it was so sudden. We were doing so well. And our love had never been stronger. Maybe he’d gone to Italy and slept with someone else. That sent a shiver down my spine.

“He doesn’t want to break up with you,” Roy grumbled, putting his pen down. “He’s just a twat that doesn’t know how to express his emotions”

“How do you know he doesn’t want to break up with me?”

“Cause he fucking adores you and talks about you all the time on our runs and it’s fucking annoying that’s why,” He shot back.

I smiled softly at the thought of Jamie running along talking about me. He’d become incredibly fit over the season. Not that he wasn’t fit before but now he could run longer, lift heavier, and move quicker.

“He talks about me?” I checked, looking at Roy hopefully.

He rolled his eyes at me as he stood up and grabbed his jacket. “Yes, he does. Now I have to go to a stupid press conference and sit next to him while they boost his stupid ego after getting player of the month.”

“He’s barely mentioned that, you know,” I tell Roy, standing to move my chair back to my desk. “It’s weird.”

“He’s trying to be all humble about it, it’s fucking annoying.” He rolled his eyes and started out of the room. “Stop worrying about it!”

I wouldn’t stop worrying about it. I would continue to worry about it even when Colin, Isaac and Will brought back some kebabs from some Greek restaurant they’d gone to. They were delicious and all I could think about was Jamie’s mopey face as he went into the conference room.

But the real kicker was when Ted brought in a special guest.

“My name is Dottie Lasso, it’s great to meet you,” Dottie introduced before wrapping me up in a hug.

“Oh! Wow! Hi!” I greeted, shooting Ted a look. He just shrugged and motioned towards his mother. “I’m (Y/N), it’s great to meet you.”

“It is such a pleasure to meet you, Ted talks about you all the time!”

I raised my eyebrows as she pulled away, smirking at Ted. “Oh, does he?”

She nodded, chuckling. “He thinks you’re the bee’s knees, sweetheart.”

“I wasn’t aware bees had knees, but I appreciate it!” I replied, smiling at her.

Dottie Lasso brings in a big fuss as all the boys flock to her, listening to her stories of a young Ted Lasso. It was amusing to watch but Ted apparently did not think so as he watched her prattle on about his first time riding a bike.

I watched from my corner of the room, standing near the white board as we all enjoyed our meal and the stories. All except Jamie. He’s the only thing I had my eyes on the whole time as he stared vacantly at the floor.

That was until Van Damme turned to Jamie with his nose guard on. It look ridiculous, of course, and normal Jamie would have taken the chance to make fun of him, but today, when Van Damme called on him Jamie just shrugged.

“I think it’s more important to be safe than look cool,” he replied.

The room was silent as everyone stared at Jamie in surprise. I gave Roy a pointed look that said ‘I told you so’ before he rolled his eyes and turned around.

“Oi! Tartt!” he barked, and the whole room flinched. “Boot room! Now!”

The two of them trudged off into the boot room, leaving me alone with the boys in the locker room. Part of me wanted to follow, to hear what they were walking about, but I knew Jamie needed to open up… to someone if not me.

I sighed and walked into my office where Ted was.

“Well, it’s certainly been an interesting day, hasn’t it,” I groaned, tying my hair up into a ponytail.

“That’s one way of putting it,” Ted grumbled back to me. “Say, is Jamie doing alright?”

I shook my head rubbing a hand down my face. “Couldn’t tell you.”

Ted looked over at me sympathetically. “Hey, whatever’s going on between the two of you, you’re gonna figure it out.”

“I really hope so, Ted, I really do.”

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I sat on Jamie’s bed that night as he packed. He was silent as he did, throwing clothes into a bag half-heartedly. I watched him, looking over the top of my phone, trying to pretend I wasn’t watching him, but I was.

“Jamie?”

“What is it?” he mumbled, staring at his toothbrush.

“Are you okay?” I asked, looking between him and the toothbrush.

His head snapped up at me. “Yeah, I’m great, I’m fine. Why? Did Roy say something? Well, he’s wrong, I’m fine.”

I threw up my hands. “No, Jamie, Roy didn’t say anything, you’re acting fucking weird.” He frowned at me, his eyes darting in his head as he figured out how to respond to me. I didn’t let him figure it out though. “Jamie, I’m here for you, please just talk to me.”

“(Y/N), I promise, nothing is wrong,” he insisted, throwing his toothbrush into his suitcase finally. I slid off of the bed and went to grab his hand, but he flinched away from me.

I took a step back. He flinched. He actually flinched away. I felt the hurt spread over my body like a web, coursing through my veins. Jamie could see it hurt me; I could see it in his eyes. But he didn’t move to comfort me.

“Okay, fine… I guess I’ll just go then,” I squeaked, grabbing my phone off the bed.

“(Y/N), wait,” he finally spoke.

“No, no it’s fine,” I grabbed my jacket that was hanging off the bed. “There’s nothing wrong, you’re fine. I’m gonna go.”

I trotted down the stairs and out the door, trying to hurry so I didn’t change my mind. I could hear Jamie curse from behind the door as I rushed down the driveway. This felt all too familiar. I could see it, last season, just around this time when I poured my soul open to him and left him standing on the field. Except it hurt more this time.

Jamie was fading from me. I could feel it. I wanted to grab on, but he pulled away. He was losing me.

We didn’t speak the next morning or at all on the bus. We didn’t even sit together on the bus. I tried to pretend I was fine, that my heart wasn’t aching as Colin sat next to me instead, wearing a sympathetic look. He didn’t even share his hotel room with me when we got them assigned at the hotel. He just walked off.

The next I heard from anyone was someone knocking rapidly on my door. When I opened it, Roy and Keeley were both standing there in front of me.

“What’s wrong with Jamie?” Roy asked.

I felt the well building up, about to boil over. I tried to stay calm but just imagining the look on Jamie’s face when I tried to touch him last night.

“Fuck!” I cried out, the tears welling up in my eyes. I started spinning in place, flapping my hands to let out excess energy. “I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know!”

“Fucking hell,” Roy rolled his eyes. “You and Jamie emote in very similar ways, you know?”

“Babe, babe, breath,” Keeley grabbed onto my shoulders. “Roy said that when he talked to Jamie yesterday, he had a complete meltdown.”

“What?”

“Listen, listen,” She shushed. “But today I’m going to talk to him. We just wanted to see if you knew anything.”

I looked between Roy and Keeley, two of my closest friends in the world, and all three of us were coming together to help Jamie.

“Whatever happens, (Y/N),” Keeley continued, rubbing her hands up and down. “we’re here for you, both of us.” She looked over at Roy who nodded minutely.

Roy stuck with me for the rest of the day. Apparently, he was on (Y/N) duty while Keeley was trying to figure out what was wrong with Jamie. Roy kept me occupied with strategy questions and making sure I knew what was going to happen at the game tomorrow.

The next time we saw either of them was at the movie night. Jamie came in and sat in the front, not even looking in my direction. Then Keeley came in and sat next to Roy passing us both buckets of popcorn.

“How’d it go with Jamie?” Roy asked, taking the popcorn.

“Yeah, I fucked it. I made it worse,” Keeley frowned, scrunching her nose.

“You what?” I whisper cried.

She looked at me in an apology. “Sorry I brought up his hair and-‘”

“You brought up his hair?” I whispered in disbelief.

“I thought I was comforting him!” Keeley defended herself. “I’m sorry!”

I shook my head, shoving a handful of popcorn in my face. I couldn’t even focus on the movie, which ended much too soon. As soon as the movie ended, Jamie was up, and out the door and I was up and following him. Keeley squeaked and grabbed Roy to follow.

We chased Jamie outside, just catching him as he started walking down the street. Thus began our chase. Through the streets of Manchester that he trekked through easily. It made me think of him as a kid running around playing games. This was his home turf and he knew it well.

Finally, he led us down a tunnel, except when we made it to the tunnel, he was gone.

“Where the fuck did he go?” I panted, tired from trying to keep up.

“You said he went down there,” Keeley pointed at Roy.

Roy shook his head. “No. I said he’s in a tunnel, I didn’t say he was in this tunnel.”

They bickered back and forth but I looked around trying for any sign on him. We jumped as Jamie appeared behind us. I whipped around and stared at him. He looked so odd in the darkness with his hoodie pulled over his head. Almost annoyed that we had followed him.

“Why are you following me?” He asked.

“Just wanted to make sure you’re okay, you prick,” Roy growled.

“What’s going on, Jamie?” Keeley asked seriously. “Are you buying drugs?”

Jamie and I hadn’t taken our eyes off of each other. I couldn’t say anything, just stare at him, begging him to say something, anything. Just talk to me. But he just shook his head and slid between me and Keeley murmuring a ‘come on’ as he did.

It felt cold. He just brushed right past me, he didn’t even take my hand as he did. Keeley put her arm on me, sending me a comforting glance as we went to follow him. He led us through a neighborhood where some kids were kicking a ball, they shot some insults his way but he didn’t seem to mind.

Finally, we arrived at a door and when Jamie knocked, a man arrived.

“Hey!” He cried when he saw Jamie at the door. “Jamie!” He threw open the door smiling broadly.

“How you doing, Simon?” Jamie smiled back at him. “Uh, this is Keeley, that’s Roy, and this is… this is (Y/N).”

Simon’s eyes darted over to me before looking back at Jamie. I felt so helpless in this situation. Jamie wasn’t talking to me, Roy and Keeley couldn’t get through to him and now we’re standing at some random house in the middle of Manchester the night before a really big game.

He let us in and Jamie started walking around the hallway, seemingly looking for someone.

“Georgie, we’ve got visitors,” Simon called up the stairs.

A voice called back from upstairs. “What was that love? Someone at the door?”

Then a woman appeared at the top of the stairs, letting out a shriek of excitement when she saw Jamie at the bottom of the stairs.

“Hi, mummy,” He greeted, the smile on his face growing by the second. She rushed down the stairs and hugged him tight.

Mummy? Oh my god. This was his childhood home. I wanted to leave, I needed to get out of here. I tried to back up but hit the closed door behind me.

“Mummy, I’d like to introduce you to Keeley, and this hairy prick’s Roy,” he started, not taking his arms off of his mother. “And back there, is… (Y/N).”

Again, Georgie’s eyes darted towards me quickly, then back to Jamie. “I’d come to give you a hug, but I’m not letting go of this one!”

Jamie picked her up and carried her down the hall, leaving Roy, Keeley and I reeling in the wake of whatever is going on.

We sat on their couch, cookies in hand as Jamie cuddled with his mother, prattling on about some asshole on twitter who made fun of his hair. I played with the cookie in my hand, trying to look at Jamie but he wouldn’t look at me. Why wouldn’t he look at me?

“Babes, do you wanna give them the grand tour?” Georgie suggested. “You know, show them around a bit?”

“Yes!” Simon clapped his hand. “Right, follow me. We will start in the kitchen, aka, my laboratory.”

He took us in the kitchen, then upstairs where he let us into a small room. He flicked on the lights.

“And here’s the main attraction,” he announced. “Jamie’s room!”

My eyes widened as the three of us filed into his room. It was filled with football trophies and ‘A’ papers and other certificates with Jamie’s name on them. I turned around and saw Roy’s poster on the wall. It brought a smile to my face. Little Jamie Tartt who loved football and loved Roy Kent. Now Roy Kent had just followed him around Manchester because he was so worried about him.

Simon closed the door behind him, revealing yet another poster, this one of Keeley. Oh, Jamie… he was going to throw a fit when he found out. I looked around the room, at the posters, at the trophies, at the pictures. At the life that was Jamie Tartt before his father was back in his life. This Jamie was coming back, and he needed help to get there. I couldn’t just leave him now.

“I should go… I need to… I’m gonna…” I trailed off, opening the door and walking out.

I padded down the stairs, trying to make as little noise as possible. I heard him and his mother chatting in the other room and knew I shouldn’t listen in, but something drew me to listen in.

“Jamie… your father, he is who he is,” Georgie cooed. “And like it or not, you’ve ended up being who you are so that you can prove him wrong. And you are amazing. You are.” I felt a smile come over my face as I heard her praise him. “When you come on for England? Oh. Jesus, Jamie, I wept. I bawled my fucking eyes out.”

I bit my lip, feeling tears come to my eyes. Jamie had so much love in his life. From me, from Roy and Keeley and from his mum. He was just so afraid to accept it. She went on.

“And, yeah, your dad will be in the stands tomorrow, pissed out of his head, rooting against you. And it won’t matter. You don’t have anything to prove to that toe rag. You’re not lost, my sexy little baby. You’re just not sure which direction you’re going in... yet.”

I heard them shuffle for a second, probably hugging and I knew I should go.

“And something tells me, that girl standing in the hall is going to help you,” Georgie finished. My eyes widened. How the fuck did she know? “Come on out, love, you think I didn’t memorize the way it sounds when someone’s sneaking down the stairs.”

I peeked into the room, and saw Jamie still curled up on his mom’s lap. I let out a short laugh but it quickly ended as I took an incredibly shaky breath.

“Sorry…” I apologized. “I didn’t mean to eavesdrop.”

Georgie waived me off, patting Jamie’s shoulder so he’d sit up. “Don’t apologize, dear, the two of you should chat, I think.” She hopped up off the sofa, leaving Jamie sitting there and came over to hug me. I was surprised by the hug but happily accepted it. She leaned back and kissed my cheek.

“Thank you,” She murmured. “For taking care of my boy.”

I felt my breath hitch and I nodded. She patted my shoulder before exiting the room. Now it was just Jamie and me. He wouldn’t even look at me, just chewed on his hoodie jacket and played with his fingers. I walked over and sat next to him on the sofa, not close enough to touch, even by accident.

“Jamie I-“

“Listen, (Y/N)-“

We both started at the same time, talking over each other.

“You go first, Jamie,” I offered but he shook his head.

“No, you, please,” he motioned for me to continue.

I looked at him, begging for him to look at me. I reached out and grabbed his hand, tired of not being able to touch him, and brought it to my lap.

“Jamie I…” I tried to form the words that I needed to say. “I’ve been so fucking worried about you. And you won’t even talk to me, you won’t even fucking look at me.” I felt that familiar ball in my throat as a sob tried to make its way up, but I swallowed it down. “And… and if you don’t want to be with me anymore, I understand…”

“What?”

“But… please just tell me because this is excruciating.” I pushed on. “Jamie, I love you so fucking much it hurts me to see you struggling. I want to help you, to be there for you. But if you don’t want me… that’s okay. You don’t need to want me.”

“(Y/N), please- “

“Just let me finish,” I silence, squeezing his hand. “But I do need you to know that, whatever happens, you have changed my life. You have shown me what love is and that will never change. Okay?” Finally, I dragged my eyes up to look at him. His eyes matched the same shiny expression of mine. Unshed tears, brimming in his eyes. “I think you are amazing, okay? And that’s never going to change.”

Finally, I was done. He turned towards, finally, for the first time all night, taking both my hands in his.

“God, (Y/N),” He sounded breathless. “I don’t want to leave you. God, I need you so bad… I need you every single day and I… I was afraid that I was too much for you. I was waiting for you to turn on me, or hate me, or something because I know I always muck it up.” His hands rubbed over mine gently.

“I knew you were stressed about this game, and I didn’t want to worry yah anymore. But I… I guess I fucked that up as well.” He laughed a bit before pausing again. “Everyone’s expecting something of me. Richmond, Man City, my dad, you. And I’m afraid I’m going to let all of you down then you won’t want me around no more.”

“Oh, Jamie,” I moved close to him, grabbing his hand with both of mine, moving so our arms were touching. He melted into my touch. “Your whole life, you’ve been playing football for someone else. For your dad, for me, your mum. I think tomorrow, you should try playing for you.” He looked over at me, his eyes big and round. “Because I’m going to be proud of you no matter what, and so will your mum. So, make yourself proud. I think you’ll surprise yourself.”

His eyes looked back and forth between mine, and I smiled at him, trying to ignore the tears that slipped out of my eyes. I brought my hand up to his face, rubbing away some tears on his cheeks. He leaned forward and bumped his head against mine, resting his forehead on my temple.

It felt so nice to feel him on me after not touching him for so long, I pressed my nose into his cheek, taking a deep inhale. I missed him.

“Just… talk to me next time…” I begged, quietly. “Please.”

I felt him nod against me before knocking my nose aside with his and sealing his lips over mine. I kissed him back readily, eagerly, feeling so at home again. I fight the urge to deepen the kiss and pull back after a moment, laughing breathily.

“Guess where Roy and Keeley are right now?” I breathed out, smiling giddly at him.

He frowned, looking confused. “Where?”

“Sitting on your bed, probably staring at the posters you have of them.”

“Oh, god.”

We made our way upstairs, and when we opened the door to the room, Keeley and Roy flew apart from where they’d obviously been kissing just before we opened the door. Jamie and I looked at each other.

“Sorry to interrupt,” Jamie chuckled. “But we really should get going.”

Keeley popped up first. “We’re ready!”

Roy however, sat for a moment longer before standing up and stalking out the door, patting Jamie on the shoulder as he did. Jamie stood for a moment longer, staring at his childhood room. I walked over and wrapped my arms around his waist, resting my chin on his shoulder.

“You ready, babe?” I murmured, kissing his cheek.

He looked down at me smiling. “Yeah, I am.”

The stadium at Manchester was thrumming with excitement as we walked into the stadium. I paced in front of the bench. This was an important game. If we wanted any shot at winning the Premier league, we needed to win this game. The boys filed out onto the field and as Jamie appeared the whole stadium erupted in boos. This was not going to be an easy game for us.

Man City played dirty, especially against Jamie, constantly knocking him off the ball and knocking him to the ground. I could tell he was getting frustrated, pounding the ground with his fists in anger.

“C’mon Jamie! Get back up!” I called to him after a particularly hard fall. He shook his head and sprung up off the ground. Then he orchestrated a beautiful goal between him, Bumbercatch, and Colin. It was beautiful, he was so clearly ahead of everyone else when it came to his passes.

But honestly, Van Damme was saving this game. I lost track of the number of saves he made on the goal. So far, we’d been lucky, but our chances were running thin. Then Van Damme got away from the goal for just a second and Man City got in the gap. It looked like an equalizer when Jamie came out of nowhere and basically flipped to block the score.

It was an incredible feat and we all let out a collective sigh of relief as the game continued. But Jamie didn’t get up. I found myself grabbing onto Roy’s arm, my heart stopping, waiting, begging him to get up.

He rolled around on the ground for a minute, Isaac running over to check on him, but Jamie waved him off. He stood up, flexing his foot and trying to push on. He made it about halfway across the field before he fell again, unable to push past the pain. My grip on Roy tightened and I felt him tense as well.

“Ted, let me go talk to him, please,” I said to Ted as Jamie was helped off the field.

“No, no, no, no, you’re not going over there, let me,” Ted brushed me off. He was right. I wouldn’t be able to help if I went over there. But I felt my heart racing as I tried to restrain myself from rushing to his side, ensuring that he was okay.

I glanced up at the scoreboard. We were still 1-0 against Man City, Pep stood on the sideline, pacing just as I was.

“(Y/N), calm down, focus on the game,” Roy insisted. “Jamie knows how to take care of himself.”

He was right, of course, Roy was always right. And as he said that Ted came jogging back towards us.

“We’re gonna give him a couple minutes,” he told us. “He’s gonna be fine.”

I grumbled, looking over at where Jamie was being worked on by the physio team. Jamie would soldier on; he would make sure he could get out there. I saw him, looking around, watching for any sign of his father who’d been suspiciously missing this whole game.

Roy nudged me, telling me to focus on the game. But the game was bleak. Man City continually putting shots on the goal and Van Damme stopping them each time. Ted made his wave back over to Jamie. I wanted to go with him, just let me talk to him, but Roy held me back.

“Let Ted do his thing, yeah?” He told me. “Jamie’s a smart lad.”

I nodded, trying to focus on the game. The back and forth as the ball went in and out of possession. I could hear it again, the cheers, the calls, the look as I ran on the field scored a goal. It was right there in front of me again.

“Here he comes,” Beard mentioned, pulling me from my daze.

Jamie was up, hoping and adjusting his foot. He was going to go out there. He walked towards the substitution area. The crowd booed and jeered at him as he walked past but he just smiled, sticking his tongue out as he patted his Richmond logo. Then he looked over at me. I nodded at him, trying to remain Zen in his moment. He sent me a wink and a cocky smirk as he started out onto the field.

What happened next can only be described as art. Isaac sent the ball down the field where Jamie gained possession of it quickly. He ducked inside and spiraled around several Man City defenders. All eyes were fixed on Jamie as he floated, effortlessly, around the field.

It was astonishing to watch. The way he moved was incredible, moving with his brain three steps ahead of every dribble and swerve. No one could touch him. Then he sent it flying through the air and the world stood still. My eyes on Jamie, not the ball, as the ball made a loud swish into the goal.

The world exploded as the team cheered but I couldn’t take my eyes off of Jamie. I felt my vision get a little blurry as tears crowded in my eyes. The feeling in my chest could only be described as immense pride and joy. I felt my heart trying to burst right out of my chest as the boys tackled Jamie in a hug. Roy patted me on the back and I looked over at him seeing the same astonished expression on his face that I had on mine.

Shortly after that, Ted pulled Jamie out, not wanting to push him any further. He started to come off the field and something incredible happened. The stadium applauded him. The whole stadium, Richmond and Manchester City fans alike standing and applauding Jamie as he started off the pitch.

I saw the moment he realized it was for him the emotion filling his face as his hometown saluted him. His talent, his ability, his prowess. I covered my mouth, tears of joy springing from my eyes as I watched his emotional face leaving the pitch. He looked over at me as he finally made his way off the pitch. I didn’t want to go over to him, and he didn’t want to come over to me but we both knew. The expression we shared of mutual love and respect that we had for each other spoke more than any words I could say to him right now. I nodded at him, and he nodded at me.

The game was over shortly after that as we won. We celebrated the whole way home, singing and screaming and drinking the whole bus ride back to Richmond. When we got back to the club, I knew I wanted to speak to Jamie but first I had to do something for myself, and I was scared bonkers.

“Ted…” I ventured, staring at my desk.

“What’s kickin’, little chicken,” he responded, putting his phone down to face me. I let myself laugh at his greeting.

I looked up at him, rolling my thoughts around in my head. What I was going to ask, what I was risking here. But I couldn’t ignore the sound rushing in my ears anymore.

"Ted, what if I didn’t coach anymore.”

It didn’t take me long to find Jamie after my talk with Ted. He was sitting in the physio room with his foot in a bucket of ice. Top tier medicine people. I opened the door and he put down his phone when he saw me.

“Hey,” he greeted, a lazy smile coming over his face.

Seeing him now, alone, just the two of us, I couldn’t help the smile that came over my face.

“Jamie Tartt,” I said simply.

He reached for me, and I took his hand letting him pull me closer to him. His arms wrapped around my waist, and I brought mine up to hold his face delicately in my hands.

“You are incredible,” I continued, rubbing his cheeks with my thumbs. “You are just so incredible.” He grinned at me and pressed up to kiss me. I hummed into the kiss for a moment before pulling back. “I am so proud of you.”

“Yeah?” His eyes were big and wide.

“Yeah,” I responded, smoothing out his hair.

He kissed me again but pulled back quickly. “And you know that?”

“What?” I asked, smiling at his mischievous look.

“I’m proud of me, too” he told me, his face bright.

I was overwhelmed with the amount of joy and pride and happiness I felt in that moment. Jamie spent his whole life trying to make someone else happy and now, maybe for the very first time, he’s made himself happy.

I kissed him this time, hard. He started to lean back onto the table letting me fall on top of him when the door opened behind us.

“Oi! Get a room,” Roy’s gruff voice called out.

“Quite literally, we did, grandad,” Jamie shouted back, not taking his eyes off of me. I giggled and sat up to get off him.

Jamie whined, pouting at me but I waved him off. “Welcome to the celebration!”

Keeley and Roy came in with bottles of champagne. My conversation with Ted could wait until tomorrow. Right now, it was the four of us, Jamie’s hand in mine, Roy and Keeley laughing with us. A family. We were a family.

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#jamie tartt #jamie tartt x reader #ted lasso #ted lasso show #jamie tartt imagine #jamie tartt x y/n #jamie tartt fanfiction #fluff

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littlemonstert-blog · 6 months ago

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Explaining What I Shouldn't have to...

My Aynalsis

People act like this explanation came out of nowhere when it was literally right in our faces.

Since there only so many panels I can add i might even do a mini part 2

Yes Naruto reasoning for his crush on Sakura was because his rivalry with Sasuke.

Let's started from the beginning where the author set of the dyanmic between team 7.

This is how

Had it from the very beginning

"Sakura a cute girl i like alot" like this is it. So basically from the start from what we know she's cute. That's it

then introduce sasuke already we seen they already know each other.

People tend to "call cap" like there isn't a whole ass chapter explaining the ONLY reason why he even liked her in the first place. Chapter 3

" All I want is for you to acknowledge me." Naruto really took this up as a competion to go out of his way to make Sakura dislike Sasuke.

He did in certain ways at time saw sakura a trophy in a competion.

How did people take this seriously. A immature boy who grew up without parental guidance.

Chunnin Exams

Chapter 37

For somebody who as a crush on Sakura he much more worried about Sasuke having the attention then rather Lee who's blowing kissing & asking her out on a date.

"Always Sasuke"

Forest of Death

Chapter 57

Don't even get me started on the forest of death that the real kicker for me.

in the dream sequence we finally get to see how Naruto wants to one up Sasuke & Sakura as the trophy

And when Naruto wakes up not asking about her injuries but... about her hair.

Chapter 74

Ya' know this could been a true moment between the two, but Naruto doesn't really care. Always turns to be comedic relief nothing to take seriously.

(This is how sum up there 'moments" could have been romantic but ends up as a joke because the author never takes them seriously.)

Naruto vs Gaara

Chapter 129

'What are we suppose to do?"... Now, thats not something you say when the girl you like is in danger of dying.

It took Sasuke throughout this chapter to remind him to do something.

In contrast with other characters there's no questioning what to do. Naruto does two things; will get super mad and go berserk if you mess with Sasuke or Hinata regardless of what point you read in the story

After the Tsunade arc

chapter 172

Now, people say he was sad because how Sakura ran up to. No form this panel Naruto sees that Sasuke was at peace that why we get that "sasuke..you..." he's been through then decides to leave.

If naruto was all that upset about it we would have gotten a flashback to the scene. But then here we are again with Naruto & Iruka eating more concered if Sasuke will become a chunin chapter 172

Then went back to see sasuke smiling as if nothing happened

Even after this to prove my statement he still wants to check on Sasuke & his wellbeing chapter 173

The promise

chapter 183

Seen people say Naruto was truly heartbroken during this. Which is not true Naruto always knew Sakura has feelings for Sasuke. If it was that they would have had a flashback to the hospital scene. In truth Naruto understands her too and is hurt because he cares about Sasuke leaving too.

After Pein Arc

In this scene it just shows us how they just incompatible they are. Never being able to console each other ( other then when it comes to sasuke) when it comes down to it. Naruto needs cheering up to & I understand Sakura needs it as well because Tsuande is her teacher.

Naruto never paied attention when Sakura has been feeling down unless it possibly about Sasuke.

If it isn't Team 7 mission related or Sasuke what do they honestly talk about? I've never see them bond about anything else. When it comes down to it there friendship has always been rocky.

The kage summit arc

The Promise

Chapter 457

What we've all been waiting for

Here we have it brought up again the conversation between Naruto & Sai

Couldn't keep his promises... Not only did he not answer the question we have the next time when it's brought up again.

Chapter 470

"Doesn't matter about the promise." I want to save Sasuke for my own sake."

Naruto telling her it doesn't matter if there a promise between them and if he never made he still chase after Sasuke....

Then what the hell is it then? This just tells us that his "feelings" for Sakura are shallow as hell and fading.

After this it's never brought up again. Normally if the girl you love did a fake confession like this be heartbroken & could never see them again.

But, Naruto acted as if this nothing ever happen. It's never brought up again.

If he really wanted Sakura wouldn't he have ask his mother advice/tips on this?

Looking back

Chapter 693

you have Sakura confess again right in front of Naruto & he isn't even fazed nor cares by it.

Chapter 691

At the end Naruto still doesn't even mention her to his father at the end.

At the end of it Naruto still doesn't know a damn thing about romance or girls. Why would he? Honestly an orphan at birth will be ignorant to certain situations. Just look at how long it took for Naruto to understand Sasuke.

but the question is when did Naruto start to grow up & mature?

I'd say it the time Jiraya died that when he truly grew up & matured.

May revise when I feel like it.

#naruto #naruto uzumaki #sakura haruno #masashi kishimoto #my analysis #naruto shippuden #naruto shitposting #Sasuke uchiha #“love traingle”...i guess #sakura #naruto manga

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jayzioxx · 6 months ago

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p.s, the moon was always beautiful

scaramouche x reader

ao3, masterlist

chapter 1;New teacher

High school students are always brimming with energy and life. Running around halls, gossiping in hushed voices, picking fights out of nothing, or even sitting in their own little corners building their own complex little worlds. School halls can never be expected to be silent, especially on the first school day of the year, where everyone is trying to fit in and find new friends, or catching up with old ones. After all it's universal that no matter what school it is, prestigious or not, children would always be children.

At 7 o'clock sharp, the chemistry teacher set foot into the school. She went straight to the office to mark her attendance and slowly started making her way to the teacher's lounge to take out her laptop, her small pencil case and her clipboard with lesson plans, schedule, a little note she wrote for herself saying 'work hard today too!', and a few little pieces of paper with various information in them. This year, miss [name] had been given a first year class to be the homeroom teacher of. Skimming through the overview of the new class she received, the teacher headed to her class way before the first bell rung, greeting a few senior students on the way.

Sitting at the teacher's table she went over the student overview once more.

"Sucrose has anxiety, best make sure her other teachers know as well." [name] thought to herself as she typed away at her keyboard, making a few notes for her new class.

"Ajax has a hard time focusing and dozes off in class." [name] sighed, pushing up the glasses which tend to slip down her nose. "Hopefully he won't be a problem child..."

As she went down the name list, a certain name caught her eye. "Kaeya Alberich..." She muttered. Suddenly, she no longer wished to see the list. Putting down the paper in her hand, she finished the lesson note she was typing and shut her laptop. [name] checked the time and noticed it was still just 7:10, way before most student came into the class. Oddly though, one girl was sitting at the corner of the class, head buried in a thick textbook.

[name] walked over to her, brushing down her outfit in an attempt to look less intimidating.

"Hello dear." The teacher smiled at the green haired girl, who slightly jumped at the sudden attention. "I'm your homeroom teacher, you can call me miss.[name]. May I have your name?" she asked. The girl, feeling slightly relieved at the soft tone, meekly muttered her name. "Sucrose."

"So this is Sucrose." [name] made a mental note.

"Mr.Albedo told me about you, he said you were a smart girl. I look forward to teaching you." [name] encouraged her, and suddenly the glum little frame seemed to be oozing with joy. Seeing that her words made the desired impact [name] walked back to her table.

The first bell rang, and students started flooding into the classroom. After marking attendance, [name] introduced herself to the children.

"Hello everyone, I'm miss.[name] and I'll be your homeroom teacher this year. If anyone has any questions regarding your schedules or teachers, or any other problems you can ask now or ask me privately later." She inwardly sighed. Even 10 year of experience didn't seem to get rid of the initial intimidation everyone felt. "Since we have a few more minutes left, why don't you all do a self introduction?" She suggested but most seemed confused and a few seemed skittish. "right, children can't work without specific instructions." She thought.

"Just say your name and if you wish, something about yourself."

By the end of homeroom she got to know a few interesting characters like Ajax, who called himself Childe (he said child with an e, and she thought it was quite a confusing name choice), Hu Tao who openly advertised her family's funeral parlor, a young man called Xingqiu who stated a weird fact about writing books, and Kaeya who began with saying "for any of you ladies interested, my locker number is 083." Overall, the tension in the class seemed defused by the end and everyone began leaving for their first class.

Until recess, things seemed to go pretty smoothly for [name]. Her first few classes were final year students and most of the time, troublemakers never really attended school in their final year.

The recess bell rang and classes dispersed once more, leaving [name] happy with the undisturbed teaching time she had just finished. As the seniors left, one particular student was left behind. He seemed to have the intention to ask something but waited till his teacher packed up her laptop. Simple gestures like these always left [name] feeling a little happier about her students, even if they didn't know.

"Diluc? Is something the matter? [name] asked with her usual neutral expression. Diluc paused for a bit, embarrassed maybe, before nodding his head. "I'm having a hard time understanding lessons these days."He said with an unusual shyness. [name] thought it was quite adorable to see the usually stoic child coming over to ask for help. She almost couldn't stop herself from teasing but decided that was probably the last thing the red headed boy would enjoy.

"Would you like me to offer you some after school tutoring?" [name] asked to which Diluc immediately nodded.

"Alright, let's start tomorrow then. I'll send you some notes this afternoon you tell me what you can't understand tomorrow. Okay?"

"Okay. Thank you miss [name]." The red haired boy said and almost left before turning back again.

"I heard my brother was being troublesome again in homeroom, I apologize on his behalf miss [name]." The boy said, but [name] couldn't help but wonder who he was talking about.

"No no, they were all good nothing more than what first years usually do." She cleared. "But I can't help but wonder who you're talking about now."

Diluc looked a little flustered. Perhaps he was expecting to be berated on his brother's behalf, seemingly not for the first time. "Kaeya Alberich, the one with blue hair and the eye patch." [name]'s expression slightly fell, but she quickly regained her composure and nodded, and sent him on his way.

On her way out, she noticed a few students outside the window, peaking into the class. As soon as their gazes met hers all of them sprinted so fast that she couldn't even figure out who was who. [name] laughed to herself, at the same thing that happens every year.

[name] settled down on a couch in the teacher's lounge, once again pulling out her laptop and placing it on her lap to go over the first year lesson notes once more. While she was reviewing, Xiao, a coworker of hers (and the headmaster's son) came over with 2 cups of tea, one for himself and one for you (or whatever you prefer idk) in hand.

"Won't you even drink something? Or do you plan to be working over recess as well?" He joked but it sounded more like a deadpan instead...

"Since this honorable gentleman insists, I'll eat something too." She teased back and folded her laptop for the nth time that day. "I brought mooncakes, want some?" She asked, and Xiao almost said no but figured she would still force him either way, so he responded with a quiet yes.

"[name]?" Xiao asked, and [name] hummed in response.

"Does your hair ever move?"

[name] almost spit out her drink laughing. Xiao's question wasn't odd. [name] came to school everyday with her hair in a tight low bun and the strands at the front gelled back, so he didn't ask without reason. Still, she couldn't help but laugh.

"You look so weird when you joke with such a serious face." She continued laughing as the other teachers continued to ignore them in return.

"They're flirting again..." Lumine joked.

"When are they not flirting?" her brother, the gym coach Aether replied with a sigh.

"Hey now we're all adults! Can we not shamelessly accuse each other like highschool children?" [name] laughed with a slight pout which Xiao thought looked both off and in place at the same time.

"Accusations are only accusations if they're false, [name]." the civics teacher, Yanfei teased.

"Whatever the case, we're not flirting." Xiao deadpanned, despite the slight redness of his ears.

"If you say s-" before Lumine could finish her passive retort, the other chemistry teacher who worked alongside [name], Albedo, bust into the lounge eating a canteen sandwich.

"Guys the fanfic club just released another xiao[name] fanfi..." The teachers collectively shook their heads. Albedo, in all his soft spoken glory, simply said "Surprise...?"

To be fair, Xiao and [name] knew about the fanfic club and their antics, and failed to stop new content regarding them to be released so came to the agreement that as long as the fiction wasn't inappropriate, no one's harmed. It was safe to say they've been the school's hottest gossip for at least 3 years.

"So! I heard a new mathematics teacher's transfering in 3 days." Ganyu, who had been silent the entire time spoke up.

"Really? That's great! since miss Xianyun retired my class didn't have a maths teacher and has to squeeze in with Lumi's" [name] said with relief and the other teachers spoke in agreement.

Meanwhile, in the school cafeteria, the new first years from [name]'s class had already formed a little gang, taking well over an entire table to fit everyone. And as the first gang meeting of a high school friend group, they believed it was only right they got straight to gossipping and sharing stories about each other as first priority.

"Guys you won't believe what I heard!" Kaeya stood up and slammed his hands on the table. Everyone who's attention had been garnered towards him leaned closer, ready to hear his wild tale. "miss [name] and mr Xiao are dati-" Kaeya couldn't finish his sentence because a senior harshly slapped him in the head with a book.

"Stop spreading misinformation, especially something already well known enough." Diluc sighed. Kaeya pouted muttering out something along the lines of "You're no fun..." but Diluc paid no mind to his little brother's displeasure and walked past the group of hooligans in the making (that's what he called them).

"Maybe we shouldn't spread gossip... miss [name] looks strict I don't wanna be punished on the first day again." Childe shook his head sadly, which everyone did question because who gets in trouble on the first day of every year?

"Actually... miss [name] is quite nice." The almost silent words from Sucrose was barely heard, but still managed to reach everyone's ears. And like such, the class bonded with each other and the day progressed smoothly.

After school was over and everyone was dismissed, the last person to leave the school was [name], who picked out a few books from the library and wrote down their names for Diluc to use as reference material.

Both the second and the third day of school progressed just as smoothly, but on the fourth day, [name] was almost, almost scared (for the lack of better words) shitless by the faces of her students, whom all looked like ghosts by the 3rd period, which was chemistry.

"What happened to you all?" She asked with worry and Childe started sobbing, fakely, the acting was horrible too, and everyone could see it was for the dramatics but none the less he did so.

"You have to save us miss [name]! The new maths teacher is horrible!" Kaeya, joined in on the theatrics.

[name] sighed, thinking this was just them being troublemakers and getting into trouble, but looking at the haggard faces of the other students, including Xingqiu, Sucrose and a few other students who weren't ones to skip work or cause any trouble in class.

"I'll see what I can do, sit down and focus on the lesson for now alright?" She said, keeping a hand on Sucrose's shoulder which seemed to be slightly shivering. The students didn't seem too reassured so she decided to take their mind off the matter with something else as an attempt to calm them.

"My class is quite bare, don't you think? Would you guys like to decorate it?" She offered, noticing how all her student's decorations from last year were taken down during the yearly renovations. This seemed to pique everyone's interest, so she added a few more words. "All suggestions are welcome."

Recess came by quickly, and [name] headed to the teacher's lounge for her usual drink and chat with Xiao.

"Wonder what kind of piece of work transferred." [name] thought as she entered the teacher's lounge, curious about the new teacher. Although everyone was busy chatting away with each other, [name] felt a chill running down her spine. "Oh hey [nickname]! meet the new maths teacher, mr Raiden." Yanfei turned from the coversation she was in to talk. "Right. Pleasure to make your acquaintance." [name] muttered with her head slightly down, making a beeline towards Xiao trying not to look at the new transfer at all.

"It can't be him... right?" [name] thought to herself but the vibrant purple hair and unrealistically beautiful skin told her otherwise.

"Likewise." [name] turned her head at the all too familiar voice, and gulped as she accidentally met his eyes. His gorgeous, indigo eyes.

"It is him."

a/n; this app is so confusing to me help me pls

#genshin x you #genshin fanfic #genshin x reader #genshin impact #genshin xiao #genshin scaramouche #genshin fluff #genshin angst #genshin scara #scaramouche x you #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche #high school au #modern au #teacher au #jayzioxwrites

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A Little Piece of You Chapter 17: The Ideal Girlfriend

This is a chapter from an on-going series. If you missed out on the previous entries, you can check my masterlist.

Previous chapter: A Coffee Date

Word count: 5,640

Tags: Male OC, Bestfriend Yujin, College friends, School Convo

Enjoy

“Come on man; I already explained things to you… I don’t have a girlfriend. Don’t be stupid.”

“Oh, is that the really the case?”

“Dawn… I know who you’re talking about and you’re dead wrong. She is just my best friend and there’s nothing else in the middle. I don’t know what made you think about anything about that.”

Dawn chuckled.

“What do you mean, Jae-in? Eve you called her as your ‘girlfriend’ at some point, right?”

“I did that because she’s a girl, right? She’s also my friend, so I think it just makes sense that I warrant myself calling her that. And by the way, I did that because of that one particular time that Shinwon and Kino drank their butts off and started asking stupid questions. I remember answering back at their claims just to make them both shut up. It was my only way out.”

“Well, sometimes things do work out like that especially with Shinwon and Kino. It’s funny how we don’t often see them talking together recently… “

“Hey, I don’t know what’s with you and the rest of UK, but why are y’all putting me in the hot seat now? You have no idea how much of a chore I had to endure with all the questioning from Hongseok and the others. Heck, even Yeri is being added to the mix and I can’t do anything about it. It feels weird that I’m complaining about this now, especially when I was so cool at it a while back but… I guess I was just uncomfortable talking about Soyeon especially to them. I only felt that when I was already relaying what transpired.”

“I don’t know about them… as far as I’m concerned, I just want to everyone else to be happy. I mean, look how well this first official date went with Jisoo. Like I said, if I don’t screw things up, this boat is sailing away smoothly. As a friend, I want those same things to happen to you guys as well, especially you, my man. I can’t even express to you how happy am I knowing my friends are good with Jisoo. It makes my efforts for her more relaxed knowing I have you guys behind me.”

“I’m happy for you man. It turned out to be a good idea that you brought us on this.”

“Wait, Jae-in… I just realized something…”

“Which is…?”

“You know with all of these happening… I’m sorry but I’ll have to introduce Soyeon to the conversation again. Do you mind?”

“Go ahead, I guess. We’re pretty much talking about her already at this point so might as well.”

Dawn scratched the back of his head just as he and Jae-in crossed a street towards a bright shop, of where they proceeded to continue on walking.

“I realized that… it’s been a while since you and Soyeon went dating, or went out, whatever… I just figured, you never introduced her to anyone else rather than the group, am I correct? I’m curious as to how she’d react with Soyeon given her personality is drastically different from most of us.”

“Who are we talking about? Is it Yujin?”

“Of course man, who else could it be? You know how Yujin works and how she’s so picky with stuff, especially those who date you. It’s funny to think how Wonyoung hated her so much back in high school and her predictions never came to fruition. You and Yujin were still friends up to this day. It’s hilarious when I think about how much that hated seeing each other because of you. I wonder how your ex would react once she finds out that you two have gone stronger ever since.”

“I get where you’re going at. Yujin is pretty much very nitpicky on whoever I’m dating, or having an intention to date but she has her reasons. After what happened with Wonyoung, she made sure to have my back ever since. She’s always been the brain in my heart, as I tend to act out of impulse without thought. I would go as far and say that she’s the voice inside my head telling me to think twice about things before heading in, which is exactly why I trust her so much. Also, you know how guys have that hint whenever a dickhead is hitting on a girl with malicious intent? Girls have that too, man, and Yujin’s been the one warning me of everything… well, at least until recently anyway.”

“Yeah, I know that. I just wondered, in case you introduced Soyeon to her… what do you think she’d say about her, then? Do you think she’s going to have the same thought like you did?”

“Knowing Yujin, she’ll be the first person to tell me to back off. All those realizations, all those reasons why I chose to end it with Soyeon… I’m sure she would have seen it coming before I even thought about it. It would feel as if she’d be the one to back off for me while I still can’t get the courage to do so. I don’t know; like I said: womanly instincts. She’d be sure to tease about it to me at some point along that, too.”

Dawn nodded.

“Well, in a way I envy you; girls are pretty hard to understand. At least you have Yujin there to help you out for things, especially on the red flags we guys are normally blind to.”

“I guess so… although with that whole thing with Soyeon, I never really told her anything. Joohyun-noona even knows more than her on this regard… I guess I never really had the chance to tell her as it went on… I just never thought of her as well. With how quiet she is, maybe she’s just really busy recently.

“You know what, come to think of it… I never saw Yujin since the semester began. I guess being on a different engineering department ought to show how dedicated she is compared to us, and how physically and mentally committed she is on school. Then again, I didn’t expect less from a high school top student. At least she’s not spending her weekends going to bars like we do.”

“Jae-in, but I heard that you barely join Kyungsoo and the others when they invite you out. I heard that you’re not even showing up.”

There was a pause, which involved Jae-in giving his friend a joking glare only for Dawn to return it with a smirk.

“Okay, Mr Smart-ass, I know you’re happy. I get it. I’m happy for you as well. I just don’t get why Yujin suddenly got dragged into this conversation out of nowhere. Point is I really haven’t talked to her for a while so she has no idea what’s going on with me. It might surprise her with how much shit I’ve been through without even being halfway across the semester.”

“Maybe that’s the point. I genuinely got curious how come she’s never heard of anything… surprised, even. You got to tell her and catch up, man. You two have been through a lot and she ought to know at some point. In that case, it would be better if it would be from you.”

Kim Hyojong and Yoon Jae-in reached the end path of the long street they have been traversing on. The skies have completely showed its vibrant purple hue as the day succumbed into the incoming evening. As always, Seoul’s bright night life had begun to bare itself amidst the baby steps of the twilight. Shops began to show their innate beauty along with the approaching evening, with Jae-in only being able to realize what he was missing right as he and Hyojong were about to part ways. He stood with his eyes on the marketplace’s humble horizon, its roof carefully etched to match the elegance of the incoming dusk.

Maybe I should. I do kinda miss that chaos of a girl as well.

---

After the grand culmination of Dawn’s plan, it was suffice to say that he had once again become incognito, but I quite expected that. I really could not blame him; after that good enough of a start, he ought to focus all of his efforts towards Jisoo if he really want to make the most out of what has been given to him. Plus, the rest of the United Kwangya have been really confined lately, with the conversations solely existing between the occasional appearances of Ningning complaining about how she constantly forgets her basic maths skills, Kino teasing her about it, Kyungsoo moderating all of them. Yeri and Shinwon became the new love birds of the group effectively replacing me and Soyeon, which was a good thing. Granted, we never really displayed our affection in front of our friends, even if it was just a group chat, but at least the rest of the members attention were focused on them and not us. They didn’t even bother to bring up the topic of Jisoo and Dawn for the rest of the conversations.

Still, there was no word from Soyeon, as expected. It was also rather odd that I don’t see her around campus, be it with Ningning or Kyungsoo even for just a chance encounter. I don’t know if she’s doing that on purpose or we’re really just not allowed to see each other with fate dictating what the best is for both of us.

But I guess I could not complain with that. At least she and I could get a huge breathing room.

With the threat of the exams just being around the corner, I figured I might as well grab the chance to catch up with a long-time friend of mine. Who knows when she’ll be busy again?

I messaged Yujin exactly on that night that Dawn and I went our separate ways. Well, given the really tight schedule of this particular woman, I had to arrange our next get-together after quite a long time. Days passed and it was another weekend, and like how it passed by with Hyojong I found myself on a local bubble tea shop with a rather high, wooden ceiling. It was this small, compact space with a natural vibe echoing off of it with the wooden furniture, floorboards, ceiling, as well as the entire house-like feel of it. The open windows raged from all around, with the rear exit offering a veranda filled with chairs coupled with the breath-taking view of the city.

As much as I love the feel of the wind grazing my face as we’d consume our respective bubble teas, with the length of Yujin’s hair it ought to get to her face at some point. I don’t want to ruin her experience here just because of that, so I elected to pick tables indoors.

“Jae-in, heya,” I heard her voice call from the entrance of the shop’s doorway, appearing all in her youthful presence as she supplied me with an enthusiastic smile. “You finally decided to ask me out, hmmm? Can’t seem to find the perfect fairy for all this?”

Ahn Yujin greeted me on the same way she would almost every time I see her, and that is always with a wide smile over her tall stature. She showed up today with the clear understanding that white was the colour for that meet, having decided to wear a matching white long sleeves and track pants, finished with her white sneakers that fixed the over-all get-up while a folded jacket draped over her arm. Yujin had once again decided to have her bangs, and I think it suited her perfectly. Seeing her on a hairstyle I haven’t seen her do since high school, and especially on this time that I haven’t seen her for a while, it felt so nostalgic and very comforting in a way. It did felt like a relief to see my best friend from highschool looking and glowing so well. I’d lie if I didn’t miss this girl one bit.

“Give me a break, Yujin,” I replied to her as I smirked. “This might be on me but it’s far from being a date. I already ordered and it’s already here for you. I was actually serious when I said that your tea might screw itself up when you come in late.”

“Excuse me, oppa; you’re the one who’s early. I’m just in time. If this tastes bad, I’m going to ask you for another one.”

“I’m willing to bet that it’s not. I made sure to get your favourite.”

“Is that so?” Yujin replied as she rather surprisingly took the space next to me instead of the chair opposite where I was seated. She placed the small hand bag she had with her and brushed her bangs before taking the drink ordered for her.

“You know that there is a chair opposite me, right?”

“Well, I can see that. I can also see that you’re smart enough to pick the couch for yourself. In that case, endure sitting there. At least you have a pretty fairy next to you; that’s not a loss whatsoever.”

“It feels like it’s you who missed teasing me, Yujinnah. It almost makes me feel bad that I treated you out here,” I replied to her as a joke, which immediately earned a slap towards my arm.

“Yah, fine I’ll just stop,” she said and then proceeded to sip from the drink I bought her. “So what’s up with the sudden call, Jae-in? Are you heartbroken again?”

Oh my god… the fact that I know she’s joking but at the same time being so spot on is crazy on itself.

Now it feels awkward to open up because she did it first like that.

“I guess that’s the case then. You’re silence is more than enough evidence for it. Plus, your face says it all,” she concluded before I could even speak.

It’s so hard when someone knows you so damn much.

“Come on now… of course at some point I’m going to have to ask you out for us to catch up. I know how busy your department could get, being stuck on huge Chem books and all. I’m surprised that you even squeezed me into your busy sched.”

“It’s not that hectic, Jae-in, really. Most of you people are pretty much exaggerating when it comes to our study habits as well as our activities.”

“Really…? So everything that I’ve been hearing was just an exaggeration? Is that why I never even managed to bump unto you if it was even just by chance? It’s like we’re not even in the same university, you know.”

“Well… actually… it’s not an exaggeration because it’s an understatement, really. Oh my… you have no idea how happy I am that you asked me out, actually. I’ve never felt so burned out recently. You not being my classmate take a lot of time getting used to.”

“You’re not used to being around that much of a girl circle now, do you?”

“It’s… It’s definitely different. The people I’m with now… I feel like they’re so pigeonholed into the one goal of the degree we’re all pursuing. I get that, but I’m naturally a fun and outgoing person so… having to stay back with them feels really hard, especially when I’m used to being with you and not taking things all too seriously while still making things work out. It feels impossible to do that now. I also kinda miss us walking home together and sharing some street food on the way to the apartment like we did before. I can’t do that now because… I need to be high profile to blend in. It sucks for my wallet, too.”

“Did I mishear you or did you just tell me that you missed me?”

Yujin nearly choked from her chocolate mix as she supressed a laugh. That was not really intentional.

“Maybe I did… this entire thing of us going out felt so refreshing to me. I’m being serious now.”

“Well, if that’s the case… I’m happy that I thought of asking you when I did. I just figured that maybe it was high time for us to catch up on a couple different axes. I also figured things have come really differently on our first semester away from each other. I was wondering how you’re dealing with the change.”

“I don’t think I have to worry about you now, do I?” She said; keeping her keen eyes planted on my drink at the desk. “I heard a lot from Kyungsoo-oppa. He told me that you’ve been hanging out a lot with them at bars every weekend. Is that true?”

“Umm…”

Well, technically…

“If that’s really the case, then I’m really envious. I don’t think I’ve touched a single glass of alcohol since we parted ways…. By the way, what did you order? What’s in your cup? I don’t think I’ve seen that before.”

What?

Yujin’s sudden interest to whatever I ordered really threw me off, but then again she was always like this. I was just starting to take in what was going on with her when she grabbed the drink from my end of the table and brought it closer to her face. Yujin then eyed the contents through the small hole of the straw, even closing her other eye to get a better view at it.

“What flavour is this, Jae-in? I don’t think I’ve tried this out before. It looks like a cookie and vanilla mix.”

“Oh uhh… it’s apparently called a Snow Leopard. I got it because I love cookies and cream flavoured things. It’s good. Try it out.”

With that, Yujin nodded and immediately went off to sip from my straw; her eyes lighting up. She then took her drink and slid it on the table towards my side as if beckoning me to taste the very thing I ordered for her. I casually took the drink and took a sip from her straw and my taste buds were immediately filled with the unusual chocolate flavour. I did not expect less from a triple chocolate mix that Yujin dearly loves.

“Damn… that was an experience. I might try that out for myself some time,” she exclaimed as she returned my drink to my side of the table. “I might have drank a bit so it’s a bit lesser than… yeah. You get it.”

“Don’t worry. I expected nothing less, Ahn Yujin.”

She slapped my arm and in turn smiling towards my direction.

“Well, anyway I’ll head us back to the topic at hand before I got distracted. I heard a lot of deals from Kyungsoo, you know; some of which even surprised me so much.”

“I actually did not expect Kyungsoo to tell you something, but that’s not saying that I didn’t want you hearing about me. It’s not like I’m hiding it or anything. It’s just… I was expecting that you’d know soon but from either Kino or Shinwon, not Kyungsoo. I wonder how that went down…”

“I’ll have you know, it was Kyungsoo who told me because he felt so concerned towards you. He didn’t entirely tell me of everything, because in his head those still deserve to be told by you. All he told me was things have been rough for you lately, and asked me to check on you whenever I had the time. They said you’ve pretty much gone incognito from them, especially recently. I guess when you asked me out for this one, maybe it was a huge deciding factor for me to go as well.”

“So I guess he knew that I’d reach you at some point. He’s not wrong. Be it that I’m reaching you out because I want to catch up on a couple of different matters, there’s no denying that thing have been crazy rough lately, especially the couple last weeks. Let’s just say that I’m dealing with the aftermath of that, as you know it affected me now less than it did with… with someone named Jeon Soyeon.”

“Ah, so that’s her name, huh? Well then, we have all afternoon, Jae-in. Now I’m curious. Tell me the entire thing. Tell me how you and this Soyeon girl ended up, and why you decided to cut ties with her once you felt it was wrong.”

---

The one thing that Jae-in loved so much about Yujin was that she has always been a good listener.

She merely sat throughout the entire conversation, merely giving her best friend the occasional nods and shakes whenever there was an interesting detail with regards to the story, but of course included with that were the extreme reactions from Yujin’s rather expressive face. Given how confident he is with her, Jae-in elected to not only include his insights among everything that happened, but also the details he would normally reserve for himself; that included everything, especially intimate moments. As expected, Yujin gave him a face of alarm. The ghost of that expression seemed to have continued until he reached the latter part of his story.

“Well, I guess you can see now why I ended what was going on between us,” Jae-in said with a clear conclusion. “It’s crazy, right? We haven’t gotten halfway through the semester yet and I already have this on the bag. It speaks too much about how bothered I am with the sudden development.”

“My god, Jae-in… I didn’t expect this to be this involved! You know what, I haven’t met this girl yet and I already do not like the sound of everything. It feels like there’s nothing linking you together aside from your sudden outbursts of hormones, and that’s even trying to call it by the simplest of ways, believe me. You two are just horny, especially during all this.”

“I… I guess so…”

“You know, the fact that it turned out the way it did, it somehow reminded me of your ex. I’m sure that I’m not the only one who felt that, right?”

“That’s… well, most of the reason why I chose to back off largely was because of Wonyoung. Things have been… I don’t even know how to put it out, actually. I just felt that it was wrong to continue because it was something that I never wanted in the first place. It sucks that it even had to go to that degree that it was already too difficult to let her go given the circumstances. At this point, I’m just happy that I pulled it off.”

“As you should,” Yujin replied earnestly. She then proceeded to place her now-empty drink over the table and cross her legs afterwards. “My god, I could not even imagine how much of a sump we’ll have to go through again if she ended up being like exactly like Wonyoung. I would not be surprised if she did. I mean, look at her; she’s pretty much a girl who could get any guy she would like. They tend to get really reactive and loud expressing their feelings but when they don’t get what they want, the results would automatically be a disaster for the guy… for you, Yoon Jae-in.”

“Ummm…”

“Damn, can you imagine how things turned out with you and Wonyoung from before? Do you still remember how she hated me so much just for the fact that you’re my best friend… it’s as if I could do something about that? Hello…? What am I supposed to do? I’m not even wedging myself between you two and she acts as if we’re having sex in the dark.”

Jae-in chuckled.

“I do remember that; of course. We almost never go out together even for a small lunch out because he’s always like a detective watching me all the time. It’s so uncomfortable. I can’t even nod or greet you when we bump into each other while you have Wonyoung walking beside you, Jae-in. One small eye-contact between us, I immediately get a glare from her, Oh my god; I think she wants me to stop being your best friend back then. She wants me to be invisible when you’re around, like what the fuck?”

Jae-in chuckled and Yujin smiled at his reaction.

“You know, Yujin, now that I’m openly talking about this, that’s pretty much how it turned out before. You know how Wonyoung and I always argued about you; that she’s threatened of our friendship given how our relationship developed from us initially being best friends as well. She always thought that at some point, I’ll give her up for you. I’m pretty sure that it did happen, you know; I chose you as my best friend instead of sulking on our doomed relationship anyway.”

“Jae-in, hearing all this from you makes me want to go out and eat lunch with you, but not a normal one. We should make sure that Wonyoung sees it as well, just so we can show her how our friendship thrived further the moment that she was out of the picture. I want to show her that a guy and a girl could be friends without falling for each other.”

“You… you talk as if we didn’t really try to make something else out of this,” Jae-in remarked calmly. “In a way, we’re not really a good example for that, all things considered.”

“Well, the keyword was we DID try to make something out of it. It just didn’t feel right. I never thought that I’d ever be awkward to you, and I don’t want that one week of attempted dating to happen again between us. We’re soul mates Jae-in, and maybe that means that we’re destined to be the best of friends since the very beginning.”

“If you put it out that way, it makes me feel so happy that we chose friendship instead of making something impossible out of this one. You always had my back, Yujin. I’ll always be grateful for that”

“We didn’t work out, Jae-in, because I know that I’m not really your type,” Yujin said with a tone of humour, covering her mouth with her hand in the process. “And that’s okay for me, you know. I have no problems with it.”

“Wait, wait, that’s interesting, since you brought it up, what do you think my type is, exactly? What does Ahn Yujin think of Yoon Jae-in’s ideal girl and that is in terms of a lot of factors. Let’s hear you enumerate everything.”

“Ahh, so we’re in that stage now, hmm?” Yujin said before shifting her place on the couch and then rubbing her palms together. “Now this is interesting. Are you asking this from me so that you can confirm the similarities with what I’m about to say?”

“Maybe… or perhaps I could get an idea because I felt like I haven’t been running standards for a long time. It doesn’t have to be so complex, and you can base it on the previous people I’ve taken a liking on.”

“Well, I can’t do everything because we might take all afternoon… how about three?”

“Fair. Let’s do that.”

“Good enough. Well for starters, girls that are way too feminine do not pique your interest in any way, Jae-in. I’m pretty sure you are aware of that. You don’t like the typical text-book reserved, campus-crush kind of deal. You don’t like girls who are very well known because they are using fame to be something else. I get that it’s not that bad, but you’re not just into it because it feels fake. Does that make any sense?”

“It’s not something I would expect to come from you but I think I can understand it.”

“Good. Next, you’re more into people with strong personalities, which conflicts the other interest I just mentioned. I don’t know, but there’s a thin line between people you like who are have a very strong presence but not being over-all too feminine and vulgar about at the same time. I can get understand it in my head but I can’t find the words for it. I’ve been you friend for so long and I think I can understand it without words. I mean, I’ve met some people who were so timid and shy on the face value and yet they’re much defined once you get to know them. It’s kind of like that.”

The fact that she knows so much about me, up to this degree is somehow amazing and scary at the same time. It makes me wonder if I’m that much obvious whenever I’m with her.

But then again, maybe I am. I’m just that comfortable when I’ve with Yujin that I don’t seem to mind what kind of stories I spill to her. This conversation was way more yielding than I thought.

“Now for the last one, this one feels more like an observation from my end but somehow attracted to mature girls. It does not necessarily mean that you’re into girls that are older than you, but often enough age is often associated with maturity so I guess things tend to curve that way when it’s all said and done. It correlates. I guess there’s that sense of security that you get when it comes to people like that. In a way, it perfectly concludes all of the points I’ve stated previously.”

“I don’t think that… that it’s entirely true for Wonyoung. I mean, our ages are not that far apart you know.”

“Honestly, Wonyoung or even the Soyeon girl does not fit any of the traits I have mentioned. That explains why it was not a surprise that you decided to cut it off. On Wonyoung, I could understand, because at least you two developed from friends, but for the Soyeon girl, I guess it was pretty self-explanatory.”

“I guess so… I suddenly became conscious of the traits you mentioned, you know. I can’t bring myself to not consider them the next time that I take a liking into someone…”

“And you should, so that you won’t just fall on someone who barely even fits your standards. At least by then you’d be able to sort things out for yourself. I get it, Jae-in; love is one huge trial and error, but how many errors are you planning to bust through that you’ll finally let yourself loose for the world, hmm?”

“I… I don’t know.”

“Jae-in, you’re a very soft, kind-hearted person and that’s about one thing that I really love about you. I’m pretty sure that I’m not the first one who said that, but on times like these it’s working against you. You need to learn when to say ‘no’ and keep you standards to yourself, because at the end of the day you still need to look after yourself. Can’t date ever girl in the world to find out if you’re compatible or not, right?”

“I’m trying to keep that in mind, Yujin… it’s just that with this Soyeon situation, I let it unfold to a painfully hard situation to get out of before I even began to make a move. It’s a mistake I don’t intend to do again.”

Jae-in sat there in silence, keeping his gaze peeled towards the empty drink he had in front of him. He may have stayed in that state for so long that Yujin grew concerned. There was a sudden, surprising sensation from his left side, only for it to be revealed to be from Yujin’s end. Somehow through the silence, she placed her hand over his as an act of affirmation and assurance. She then clasped it, making sure that Jae-in felt the presence of her then and there.”

“Don’t think of it badly, Jae-in. I’m not blaming you for everything that happened to you. In fact, I really admire your courage for being honest to the girl. No one should take away the emotions you battled while you’re at it, as well. Also… as much as I’m trying to force these sorts of ideas unto you, in the end we’re still human beings. Things could not be bound ideally, as they say.

“Finding a perfect person definitely involves a bound of luck as well as a good stroke of fate. You’ll never know when you’ll meet her, or if you’ve even met her already. The range of your destiny could be someone you’ve already spent a long time being with to someone you accidentally tripped over on the way home. It’s easier once you let your heart welcome it instead of your mind.”

I honestly don’t know if she’s aware of the mixed messages she’s sending about. However, there’s no denying that things like this are pretty hard to understand. In fact, a woman’s heart is hard to understand, as I heard someone wise once said.

“Sorry, I got carried away,” Yujin said finally, returning them both back to earth once again as she shook her head. “We should go, Jae-in; we’ve stayed so long here that we’re already hogging the best seat in the entire shop. Besides, I want to walk the park for a bit if you’re game. Shall we?”

And with one final nod, Jae-in agreed. The preparation to leave was as quick as the decision to do so with Yujin being the first one to head on off for them both. However, as Yoon Jae-in and Ahn Yujin walk towards the wide doors of the welcoming shop, the young man was dazed with the apparition of their final conversation; clearly curious as to what kind of destiny the future holds for a guy like him.

He has a feeling that fate would confirm his destiny very soon.

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Next Chapter: Black Swan

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id-rather-be-an-outsider · 1 year ago

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Fanboys

chapter 1: introductions

summary: y/n is moving into her new dorm at Jujutsu U!

word count: 755

a/n: thanks for waiting! I know a few people have gotten excited for this one :) let me know if you’d like to be added to the taglist!

Y/n pocketed her phone after checking her social media to see how well her recent sponsored post was doing, and double checked the number on the dorm unit. 507. Good. She opened the door, and sitting on the couch were two girls around her age, one with light brown hair, and the other with dark green hair. They both turned their heads, faces stoic, until they saw her keychain. “Hey, is that an Emile keychain?” The brunette asked, “You kind of look like Emile, actually.”

Y/n’s eyes darted to the right, thinking about a quick answer, but she knew it was already too late when she could feel herself smiling in embarrassment. “I, uhhh… I am… Emile.”

The brunette jumped up, and the green-haired girl slowly stood up beside her, excitement shining in the former’s eyes, interest in the latter’s. The brunette exclaimed, “No way! I listen to your music all the time!” She zipped over next to y/n, saying, “Nice to meet you, Emile, I’m Nobara, and this is Maki.”

“I can introduce myself!” The green-haired girl said, “Name’s Maki.”

Y/n laughed. I like these girls. “You can call me y/n, actually. Emile’s just my stage name. So, what should I do with my things? I don’t really have much.”

“Oh! You have your own room, and there’s a closet in there. We were going to leave the biggest one for you, but they’re all the same size, so it didn’t matter. Let me show you!” Maki flopped back down on the couch, and Nobara tugged y/n down the hallway to her room. It wasn’t large, but it was big enough that her recording equipment would fit, once she picked it up. She was worried about damaging it if she just jammed it in her brother’s car, so she planned to get a U-Haul to bring it after the first week of classes were over, just so she was ahead on her schoolwork. After Nobara helped y/n unpack what little she had in her suitcase, she ran to the bathroom, and y/n went out to the living room to chat with Maki some more.

When y/n took a seat next to her, Maki asked, “So, I take it you’re a Music major?”

Smiling with pride, y/n nodded. “Yep! What’s your major?”

Maki replied, “Well, I’m only a sophomore, so I can’t declare mine yet, but I’m going to go into Crim.”

“That’s interesting! What made you decide on Crim?” Y/n said, leaning forward. “No one at my high school ever expressed an interest in Crim except some of the really creepy true crime girls, but half of them didn’t graduate.” She frowned to herself. “It’s probably a good thing, though. I know I wouldn’t want one of them examining my body with complete apathy if I died tragically.”

Maki snorted. “That’s true. My reason is because I want to help people. I come from a family of really rich lawyers, with high-profile clients. I just kept seeing so many situations where some rich guy’s girlfriend mysteriously died, and somehow the police on the investigations botched things, or lost evidence. I didn’t want to be complicit in that kind of thing. I want to be a private investigator to help families. Of course, my family didn’t like that very much, so they cut me off, and now I’m here on my own merit, since I couldn’t get a dime of financial aid thanks to their tax bracket.”

Y/n was stunned. “Wow. That’s really inspiring, Maki! I wish I had a cool story like that, I’m just an idiot who got lucky with the algorithm.”

Maki blushed. “Luck has nothing to do with how good your music is, y/n. I like your songs.” She looked away, like she was embarrassed, and y/n’s smile spread from ear-to-ear.

“Thanks, Maki. Even though I’m proud of my work, it’s always just one of those things, where I get flustered because it’s my voice. You never really expect anyone to believe in you, you know?”

Maki looked up at her in surprise, mouth slightly agape. Softly, she said, “Yea, I know exactly what you mean.” The two of them exchanged an understanding grin. Two girls against the world. Unbeknownst to them, Nobara’s bathroom break consisted of not actually using the toilet, but telling the group chat all about how her favorite artist was talking to Maki and also is living with them for the next year.

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deariemaybank · 2 months ago

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Concealed Hearts

Chapter 2: The bonfire

Summary: Angela goes back to the outerbanks after many years to visit family but this time she actually plans on making her holiday worth it.

Pairing: eventual JJ Maybank x OC midsize fem

Warnings: swearing

As me and Bella neared the beach, we could hear the music getting louder and louder. Bella couldn’t stop going on about all the hot boys she has seen today since we got home from the beach, honestly I was only half listening most of the time. As I neared the part of the beach where the bonfire was happening, I started looking out for Kie my anixety taking over as it always does when I’m in big crowds of people I don’t know, I also knew Bella was starting to get a bit tense as well. I spotted Kie standing at a table next to a keg with two guys, one of them being the blonde one from the beach earlier that Bella spotted and the other I had never seen before, Kie seemed to have noticed us approaching as she nodded her head at us and waved Bella and I over.

“Omg Ange, you made it, I’m so glad you came” she came up to give me and Bella a hug “Well thank you so much for inviting us.” I replied. “Let me introduce you to my friends, this is John B” she said pointing to the brunette one “ and this is JJ” she then pointed to the blonde one. “Nice to meet you guys” me and Bella said at the same time, laughing at ourselves jinxing each other. “ Im Angela but everyone calls me Ange and this is my sister Isabella but everyone calls her Bella” I said introducing Bella and myself.

“S’up, I’ve never seen you ladies around here before, how do you know Kie?” JJ asked, before I could reply John B hit him across the arm “Don’t be rude JJ, you need to offer the ladies a drink first before asking them questions! Hey, would you lovely ladies like a drink?” John B asked us, Bella declined and I accepted, I wasn’t a big drinker but I do enjoy a drink every now and then, honestly comes with the Australian culture and Italian heritage , just can’t avoid it.

“Thank you, John B and it’s okay it wasn’t rude at all. The outerbanks is a pretty small town. I met Kie when I came to the outer banks last time, I was about 6, so almost 10 years ago now” I replied to both of the boys. JJ smiled softly with a light blushing tinting his cheeks out of embarrassment I think, I honestly found it kinda cute. Woah hold up Ange we are not going down that road again, I reminded myself.

“Ah, so you ladies are tourons then?” JJ asked “ Yeah I guess you could say that.” Bella replied. I took a moment to look around at the beach and all the people at the bonfire, trying to remember a time where I actually ever attend an event like this, definitely not in Australia, I’m not that popular back home. I had literally 1 best friend beside my sister and 2 good friends but I rarely saw them unless we were at school or planned something months ahead.

I tuned back into the world around me and the conversation happening around me when I heard my name being called. “ Ange??” “Yeah?” I replied “You okay?” My sister asked. “Yeah, just got lost in thought.” I answered honestly.

“Can I ask where you are both from? Because clearly it’s not here and not anywhere in America going by the accent you both have..” JJ trailed off. As I went to answer I heard Kie shout “Pope” using her hand to signal someone over. I notice the man I’m assuming is Pope make his way over. I checked in with Bella at this point as I know she doesn’t love meeting new people, she said she was doing good, once I got confirmation she was okay, I turned to see Pope greet the boys and Kie, take a drink from John B’s hand and turn to look at us confused as who we were.

“ Pope, this is my friend Ange and her sister Bella” Kie clarified for Pope. “Ah yeah, I heard Kie mention your name a few times in passing. How do you do? I’m Pope, incase that was unclear.” Pope said introducing himself. Bella replied for me “Nice to meet you, Pope. I believe JJ had a question” she mentioned, my eyes looked around to find JJ’s staring behind me and I turned around to see more people I don’t know. JJ whispered “Shit, the kooks are here” to the whole group. “It’s okay JJ, maybe they are just here for the bonfire, it’s not exactly a private function” Kie said. Pope must have noticed Bella and I’s looks of confusion. “You know there are two main tribes on this island, the kooks and the pogues and let’s just say we don’t all sit around the dinner table and hold hands.” Pope clarified. “Ah, got it” I replied to Pope, still looking at JJ and noticed he seemed to be distracted again but this time for something different. “I’ll catch up with you all later.” JJ stated, walking off with a smirk on his face and I noticed he was approaching a group of gorgeous girls that were all skinny, blonde and dressed in almost nothing. “I take it, he is the playboy of the group?” I asked to no one in particular but just in general. “Ah yep.” Kie sighs. Glad I found that out pretty quick, even if he was different, guys that like usually don’t go for girls like me, it’s a tale as old as time (so some people say). I use to not believe that statement at all, until I got my heart crushed by one of those exact boys.

After a while of getting to know John B and Pope, Kie pulled me to the side “So what’s been going on with you lately?” Kie asked. “Honestly not much Kie, life hasn’t changed much since we last fully spoke, I found a part time job for after school at like a little local shop back home and now I’m here for 6 weeks.” I answered “What about you Kie?” “Same here, still trying to save the turtles” we lightly laughed together “and same just school and hanging out with the pogues.” She replied this time. Kie and I ended up getting so lost in catching up, updating each other on stuff the other missed out on or didn’t know about, I didn’t realise how much time had passed.

I could feel my phone vibrating knowing it was my mum calling to ask when we were coming home, I ended up staying much longer then I thought we would have, even Bella was having a good time. She went off a little while ago cos she spotted a cute guy and I let her go because I’m not one to spoil the fun and she is on holiday as well so she should be able to enjoy it. “One sec” I told Kie, excusing myself “Hello, yeah mum. Yeah we are doing okay, Bella is fine , she has met some new friends and she’s hanging with them and I’m still with Kie. Yeah okay, we will be home soon. Love you too.” I hung up on my mum and turned to Kie supporting a sad smile.

“Don’t tell me you have to go” Kie pleaded. I bit my lip not wanting to disappoint her but also not wanting to get in trouble especially in my first week. “I’m really sorry, I have to find Bella and head home.” I regretfully told Kie. “I’ll help” Kie offered and I accepted. After finding Bella five minutes later, I told her mum rang and I knew she was disappointed as well but said goodbye to her new friends, promising to see them soon.

“Bye Kie, say bye to the boys for us and tell them it was nice meeting them, I can’t seem to find them and I don’t have much time before I get another phone call, this time it will be from my dad.” I told Kie, hugging her then heading home.

JJ’s POV:

I went to go find my friends to tell them I was gonna go, you know, when duty calls, JJ Maybank answers. I looked around and spotted Kie, John B and pope all where I left them but no sign of that new girl. Shit what was her name again? I forgot. It was something that started with A, but I couldn’t remember it fully. I was a little disappointed she left, that new girl seemed different and I was definitely intrigued by her.

I went up to Kie “Hey Kie, where did your friend go?” “She had to head home, it was getting late for her, she told me to say goodbye and that it was nice meeting you.” Kie replied. Oh yeah, makes sense but I will not deny that I was disappointed, I wanted to get to know her more and find more out about her considering I only got to say like two sentences to her and then the kooks showed up and I didn’t want to mess up anything when she is so new to everything. It was like my mind was being pulled towards her, that’s why I left to try and distract myself with other women because I don’t do relationships or whatever this could be.

She said she was here as a touron, I’ll have to get Kie to bring her around more so I can find out more about her. “What was her name again?” I sheepishly asked Kie, a little embarrassed I couldn’t remember. “Which one?” Kie asked smirking. “The older one, her name starts with A” I said as I started to roll up a joint, needing something to distract me right now. After about 30 seconds, I finally get an answer. “Her name is Angela, but she likes to called Ange.” Kie finally answers my question, looking at me strangely.

Angela that’s it, I remember it having something to do with angels. I finished off my joint ignoring Kie’s odd looks at me showing interest in her friend as I noticed the girl from before that I was chatting up was heading over towards me, I wasn’t really interested anymore but I have a reputation to uphold. “See you all tomorrow.” I said bye to my friends and headed towards the blonde girl, while a certain dark haired angel was occupying my mind throughout the whole night.

A/N: chapter 2 is up now, the story will start matching with the show soon. Just needed a bit of depth in the story before I start linking it to the show because of how I want it to go. Thank you for reading and I’ll post part 3 soon!!

#jj x reader #jj maybank x reader #jj maybank x plus size reader #concealed hearts #outer banks #jj obx fic #jj obx imagine #jj maybank #john b routledge #pope heyward #kiara carrera #oc #australia #romance #slow burn #the pogues #obx #obx fic #obx fanfiction

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bubblebaththoughts · 2 years ago

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Hey Neighbor!

Joel Miller Fic

pre-outbreak!Joel Miller x F!Reader

onesided!Tommy Miller x F!Reader

a/n: as I'm making this, I've decided to make it a series instead of a short, sooo this is part one

Warnings: Warnings: violence, eventual smut, pining, mention of past self harm, drug use/mention of drug usage, mention of death, explicit language,

Summary: Being new to the neighborhood, Y/n didn't know how to introduce herself to her new neighbors, until one day, the neighbors daughter is sitting on the porch, because she was locked out. Friendship between the girl and the young woman ensue, beginning a blossom of confusion, love, and heartbreak that have consumed Y/n's nights

*no smut in this chapter luv.*

It had been two weeks since she'd moved in. At first, she wasn't sure she even had neighbors to the left of her.

Mr. and Mrs. Harris, to the right of her new home, had knocked on her door on her second day there, introducing themselves and telling her to "just holler" if she needed anything.

She finally caught a glimpse of her neighbors to the left, two days ago when she heard a car door slam, making her look up and out of the window that was facing the noise, their driveway was about ten feet from her kitchen window, not something she was exactly used to, but nothing that bothered her either. As she peered out of the window she saw an angry-looking man, a smiling man, and a younger girl who was trying to hide her smile.

"You two think you're so funny, huh?" The angry man asked as he began to march toward their front door

"Oh come on Dad!" The girl groaned as she went after him

Y/n looked down, minding her own business again. At least she knew someone lived there now.

It was now a quiet Monday afternoon, Y/n had barely pulled into her driveway before she noticed the girl, she was alone, sitting on the stairs of the porch, her elbows on her knees with her hands holding her chin up.

"Hey Neighbor!" The girl called from the porch

"Um, hi!" Y/n smiled awkwardly at her as she closed her truck door, she had never been to great with any social situations.

The girl stood up, slinging her bag over her shoulder, and began crossing the yard to where y/n was. "Sorry we haven't officially met, my Dad asked me not to bother the new neighbor." She explained "I'm Sarah." She smiled

"I'm Y/n." She smiled back

"I know this is really awkward but could I please borrow your phone? The Adler's are at the wellness center in the city and I'm, uh, locked out." Sarah asked, following Y/n up the steps and to her front door.

"Yeah! Of course!" Y/n nodded as she unlocked the door

Y/n lead Sarah inside, handing her the phone and stepped back, giving her privacy to make her call.

Y/n walks to her kitchen, staring out of the window, remembering the first time she had seen her neighbors, thinking of the smiles on their faces and the scowl on the man's face.

After a minute, Sarah wanders in to the kitchen also, handing Y/n back the phone.

"My dad wants to talk to you." She mumbled, leaving the phone in the woman's hands as she already gotten distracted by the pictures that had already been put up on the wall.

Y/n put the phone to her ear. "Hello?"

"Oh, you're a woman?" The man sounded surprised

Protective dad, all too familiar to Y/n.

"Uh- Yeah, last time I checked." She scoffed

"Oh, sorry ma'am, thought some strange man had invited my daughter in." He tried to explain, relief in his voice

"I could be a strange woman." She challenged "And what made you think I was a man?"

"Well I'm hopin' you're not strange." He laughed "And I hate to say it but you have a big truck." He added

"Are you-"

Before she could even finish the question he started with "Not that women can't have big trucks, it's just that I haven't met you yet and just-" He sighed "Please don't take that the wrong way. I'm a single dad, I'm still figurin' this out."

Okay, the hot, angry, protective man from next door is single. Good to know.

"I get it, I'm the daughter of a single dad too." Y/n related, as she glanced over a Sarah, who was still peering at all the photos

That's what did it for Joel, this wasn't a creepy pyscho stranger that he needed to threaten to protect his daughter, now that he knew she could relate to Sarah about something like her homelife.

"I'm Joel." He finally said, introducing himself

"I'm Y/n." She reciprocated the introduction

"The earliest I can get off is eight, she said she didn't want to be a bother and would be fine hanging out on the back porch until then could you keep an eye out-

"No, Joel it's like ninety degrees outside. I'm not gonna let your daughter sit out there in that for four hours." Y/n brushed the idea off, very quickly "If it's fine with you she can hangout here until you get home."

Joel knew he didn't want his daughter out in the heat either, so he sighed, conflicted. "Put Sarah on the phone."

So Y/n handed Sarah the phone once again, this time hearing bits of Joel's voice as she stood only a few inches from Sarah.

She knew exactly what Joel was telling her.

The "be good" Dad talk is what Y/n had called it for as long as she could remember.

After a minute Sarah promised to behave and handed the phone back to Y/n refocusing on the pictures again.

"Hey, she's a good kid I swear," He started, she could hear his smile on the other end. "I'll be there as soon as I can, thank you so much."

"Of course, Bye Joel."

"Bye Y/n."

As soon as the phone was hung up, Sarah was asking questions immediately.

"Who's this?" She pointed to a picture of Y/n and Y/n's cousin, Jeremiah, who she hadn't seen since she was fifteen, due to the falling out of her father and his sister-in-law, her Aunt Jess.

"That's my cousin, Jeremiah." Y/n sighed, remembering the trouble that they used to get up to together

"He's cute." She smiled shyly

"Ew, no." Y/n shook her head, smiling at Sarah's shyness

"You wouldn't think so, he's your cousin." Sarah shrugged "Who's that?" She asked

Y/ns eyes found the picture, a very bittersweet picture, in her opinion.

"That's my grandmother." She smiled softly

"Oh, makes sense, you guys look like twins." Sarah pointed out the resemblance

"And them?" She asked again, pointing to a picture of three people

"That's my Dad, his best friend, and my Aunt Jess." Y/n answered

"So they're siblings?" Sarah asked pointing to Y/n's dad and her Aunt Jess

"No, she's my mom's sister and she's also Jeremiah's mom." Y/n explained

"So where's your mom at?" Sarah asked before she could stop herself

"Oh, um." Y/n cleared her throat before continuing "She died when I was little."

"Oh," Sarah mumbled "Mine too."

"So, why did you move here?" Sarah asked, gesturing to the neighborhood

"Job opportunity, along with some other technicality." Y/n explained "I did a touring and training today; tomorrow is my first official day."

Sarah's face then fell to a look of confusion, "You know, you don't seem like you're even old enough to have such a serious job."

"You sayin' I look young?" Y/n laughed.

Sarah nodded, "I'm sayin' there's no way you're any older than twenty-six."

"Well, you're right on the money kid, I am twenty-six" Y/n replied,

"So, what makes you think that younger people can't have good jobs?" Y/n asked, leaning on the counter,

"My dad says that people don't like to hire people with no experience." Sarah explained, "Him and my Uncle Tommy sort of have their own business."

"Sort of?" Y/n questions

"Yeah, sort of. My dad still works for this company that he's worked for since as long as I can remember. My Uncle has more time to put into the business, since he still gets 'pay checks' from the government." Sarah continued "He was in the military, but the government doesn't compensate for as much as they put them through."

"Wow, you sound more competent than most adults I know." Y/n laughed. turning to the fridge, to pull out the fruit she had just bought "You like strawberries?"

"Love em." Sarah nodded

So Y/n pushed the container of them towards Sarah. "They're really good, they're from some local farm, I'm not sure which one that lady was talking about, she was kind of, all over the place." Y/n laughed

"I think I know what you're talking about, my dad gets them all the time because he knows the owners and he won't fully admit it but, he loves them." Sarah laughed before she continued "He buys them under the guise that they're for me but I swear I don't go through them that fast by myself."

Y/n glanced up at the time, it was already five o'clock. "Are you hungry for some actual food?" She asked as Sarah closed the strawberry container

"You don't have to feed me, I can eat when my dad gets home."

"Don't worry about it, I'm not technically feeding you." Y/n smiled as she picked up the phone again "The pizza place up the road is."

"My uncle would love you." Sarah laughed

After Sarah finally gave in to being fed, Y/n called in the order, it would be about forty-something minutes before it got there.

"So where are you from? You don't have a Texan accent." Sarah inquired

"Well I was born in Florida but I moved around so much that the only place I stayed the longest was most recently, which was in Louisiana." Y/n explained

"Oh." Sarah nodded "I've never been there."

as the two girls continued talking, they learned more and more about eachother, soon enough the pizza arrived, but their conversation continued even while they ate.

"So what did you do to get this house?" Sarah asked "It's been empty for years, some old lady used to live here but I was little, I don't remember her much." She explained

"This was my grandma's house, she was put into a nursing home when I was seventeen." She explained "She died last year and she left me everything."

"Why?"

"My grandma and my dad didn't have the best relationship, I haven't seen her since I graduated highschool so I think it was the last thing she could do to spite him before she passed." Y/n shook her head "She was a character."

"You should ask my dad about her, I'm sure he remembers her more than I do." Sarah suggested

"Speaking of," Y/n started as she checked time, which had flown by incredibly fast, because it was now eight-thirty "Your dad will probably be here soon."

"He's probably gonna be late." Sarah commented "Sorry about this."

"Even if he is late, it's fine, I'm gonna have to get used to being around you anyways, right?" Y/n suggested "I am going to be your teacher, after all."

Sarah nodded, smiling softly.

"You're going to be so sick of me." Y/n smiled

Sarah shook her head "I don't think so, you're actually-"

Sarah was cut off by the doorbell ringing

"Sounds like your dad's here, go get your bag." Y/n said as she stood up from the couch, followed by Sarah

Y/n went to open the door while Sarah went back to the kitchen to get her bag.

Y/n used the peephole to see if it was him, and it was, he had his arms crossed against his chest as his eyes looked around the porch of the house.

Y/n opened the door and the crease between his eyebrows disappeared as he laid his eyes on her for the first time.

"Hi." She smiled, breaking the silence

Joel cleared his throat and uncrossed his arms, letting them fall to his side. "Uh, Hi."

The moment was cut short by Sarah coming up from behind Y/n. "She behaved?"

"Of course, I did." Sarah smiled, "It was nice to get to know you, neighbor."

Y/n smiled as Sarah passed her.

"Uh- Thank you, Y/n." Joel nodded as he began to follow his daughter "You have a goodnight now, Ma'am."

The "ma'am" caught Y/n off guard as she waved them off, mumbling to herself how it made her feel old as she closed the door.

"You know if you would have stopped drooling for five seconds you could've had an actual conversation with her." Sarah laughed as she elbowed her father, lightly.

"I was not drooling." Joel rolled his eyes, while fishing for his keys out ofbhis pocket

"Really? Oh what is that?" Sarah asked, pointing to his chin "What's that?"

Joel's hand immediately shot up to his chin "What is what?" He asked as he began to wipe around, making Sarah laugh harder

Joel's frantic look dropped, "You suck." He grumbled, while opening to door dramatically

"Too bad you love me so much." She smiled

"Yeah, too bad punk. You hungry?" He asked as he began to walk in to the kitchen

"No Y/n fed me." Sarah shrugged as she set her bag down by the couch

"She did? What'd y'all have?" He asked

"Yep. Pizza, she doesn't like anything but cheese either so I'm not weird." Sarah explained

"I guess that just makes you both weird." He teased

"You know, she's actually really cool." Sarah said as she joined him in the kitchen

"She seems like it." He agreed as he looked back at her

"She was talking about starting a new job tomorrow and she seemed really excited." Sarah said

"She say where?" Joel asked

"No, she didn't say and I didn't ask." She shrugged

"Well we all know how nosey you are, figured you got this woman to spill her whole life." Joel commented, now continuing to focus on the sandwich he was making

Sarah gave a false look of offence "It's not my fault I'm easy to talk to." She smiled, putting her hands up in false surrender

Joel laughed as he cut the sandwich down the middle.

The rest of the night went smoothly, as it usually did. Other than the small argument about what to watch, as usual, the father and daughter sat together on the couch, watching what Sarah picked, because she always wins that argument.

"You workin' late tomorrow?" Sarah asked

"No. Tommy said we're gonna go in earlier and get be done at six, which means you have to get up earlier to get on the bus." Joel explained as he rubbed his eyes

"Well then I guess that means I need to go to bed, huh?" Sarah asked, knowing the answer

"Means we both do." He corrected "Go on, I'll see you in the mornin'." He added, kissing her on the forehead

"Night dad." She smiled as she walked off

"Night punk."

Hi!!

So a couple things,

imagine sarah from the show with the accent that she has in the game.

This takes place about a year and a half before the whole outbreak, which I'm still not sure if I'm going to write that in to change it up, or keep it the same. However, most of the series is planned already and this is JUST the first chapter.

The whole thing isn't going to completely surround Joel. It's going to go in depth of Y/n and Sarah's relationship, along with Tommy and Y/n, of course.

Anyways, I hope you liked this

xx, maryah

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