#so yeah... uhm... hi yes this blog is a mess

[yes-asil]

It's funny how this blog when a friend first showed me this blog, was all wild kratz, then ghost boy, warrior cats at one point. Than I come back now *boom* Detco was a huge thing here lol

My blog is a representation of my brain, which goes from fandom to fandom on a weekly basis. The only constant is Ghost Boys, I'm always working on it.

I just... get distracted, a lot.

[bigfatbimbo]

hi! I constantly check your blog for more updates and love the more powerful reader x bill stories you've done!

have you considered how interesting the handyman bill au could be?

bc imagine how humiliating it is for bill to not only be defeated by some lowly humans, but to be stripped of his power and forced to work for them as a handyman???

imagine the reader is just a human and is a worker or friend of the pines and comes to the mystery shack often and messes with Bill bc they love how easy it is to piss him off

imagine one day he acts really pissy back and says something that actually makes the reader mad (maybe about hurting their family or smth

imagine they slap him and uh oh did he like that? I think he liked that

imagine they pull him aside and make fun of how pathetic he is now, how he's getting horny from a human slapping him

imagine they edge him till he begs, then eat his pussy out till his legs are shaking too much to hold himself up

imagine him getting back to work, unable to look ford/Stan in the eyes while making up an excuse for why he's being so clumsy and can't seem to walk straight

🫣

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HOLY SHIT??????

I did not consider this, but now I am.

Because he would be at his absolute lowest at this point, and adding the cherry on top, he has the reader messes with him every day. He’d be so easy to piss off it’s insane, but it’s not like he could do anything about it.

And then the escalation? He says something over the line in response to the readers taunting, i’m guessing something along the lines of what he “would do to everyone here if he could,” and in mild detail. And when the reader slaps him, he’s into it? Like visibly, his face flushed red and he doesn’t look up at you, legs kinda turning into face each other.

Thank god it’s only you two there, because the make out scene would be absolutely insane on the way to the back room. WHOOO, and what you said after that?

”imagine they edge him till he begs, then eat his pussy out till his legs are shaking too much to hold himself up”

Have I considered boypussy!Bill Cipher? No. Do I love it? Uhm, YES!! And imagine being so cruel to him this entire process, nitpicking his every little character trait, and breaking him down. Obviously, contrasting with the way you were sinking to your knees, and unbuttoning his pants. Going on to devour his pussy, and tease his clit into oblivion, definitely leaving bruises on his thighs from how hard your holding him in place.

Yeah so… I like this idea. I think I like it a lot.

[harrywavycurly]

Trouble Next Door Part 21: Practice Date

Masterlist: here

TW: None

Tag List: @sinczir @rach5ive @bruher @kellyxo1 @tiannamortis @makingmunson94 @angelina16torres-blog @tlclick73 @gretavankleep37 @melaninjhs @amira0303 @robyn-118 @jaydaaasworld @squidscottjeans @rockstarmunsons @alanamarie @dandelionnfluff @aol19 @eddiesguitarskills @vampdaisy @br66klynbaby @raven-rust @daisyridleyyyy @i-love-ptv @josephquinnsfreckles @mrsjellymunson @hideoutside @eddiemunson-fanfic @paprikaquinn @burns-in-the-sun @cherrycolas-things @exploding-bonbon @krazyk99 @idkbbyx3 @amberpanda99

A/N: I included this as a regular part because it’s important to the storyline, also…y’all might not like how this ends but please just have faith in me I know exactly where this story is going and how it’s gonna end✨

“These…are for you.” “Oh Eddie these are so pretty thank you…uh please come in while I put these in a vase.” “You’re so kind…uhm so…how was your day?” “It was good I finally got the box of Halloween stuff down from the attic.” “I told you’d I’d help you get it…all you had to do was wait for me.” “You know I don’t have the patience for that…how was your day?” “It was fine…Henderson’s mom’s minivan is a fucking nightmare to work on but I got it done.” “I swear she just messes with stuff to make it stop running just so she can come and see you.” “You’re so delusional…you ready?” “Yeah…let me grab my purse and we can go.” “Now before you say anything…I talked Rick into letting me borrow his car…figured your first date back on the town deserved something better than my run down van.” “Oh don’t be silly Eddie I love that van…uhm…Did you clean it?” “Oh course I did….as if I’d let you sit on anything that belongs to Rick without bleaching it first.”

“Why are you looking at me like that?” “I haven’t seen you this dressed up since your wedding day…is that a bobby-pin in your hair?” “You’re so annoying…I just wanted to look nice…and yeah they keep my hair from falling out of the bun…” “sorry..you look good Eddie that’s all I’m trying to say.” “Thank you…you look nice too…I always like when you wear that shade of green…it makes your eyes stand out.” “So…what happens now? After the obligatory complements?” “We just talk you weirdo.” “Okay…uhm…oh do you remember when you knocked on my door for the first time when we were like eleven to ask me if I wanted to play?” “Yeah…you practically threw yourself off your steps and into my arms you were so excited.” “I just was so happy to finally have a friend…who would’ve thought we’d still be friends after all these years? It’s crazy right? Friends don’t normally last this long…we haven’t even had a real fight before.” “Uh excuse me? Yes we have.” “Don’t start.” “Don’t start? Why? Because you still know that I’m right and you refuse to admit it?” “You’re not right…you’re extremely wrong and I’ve proven it to you time and time again.” “He wasn’t the first kill because we don’t know if he was dead by the time she actually died.” “Of course he was dead! They gutted him from the back! She was alive way after he died.” “You’re just so wrong because it takes a long time for someone to bleed out like that…he was totally still alive when she was dying.” “I know you want to believe that she was the first death in Scream but she just wasn’t…she watches her boyfriend get killed that’s why she starts to freak the fuck out!” “No she freaks out because a killer is threatening her on the phone and she just watched her boyfriend get stabbed….not die.” “Edward James Munson you know damn well he was dead!” “Shhhh! This is a fancy ass establishment you can’t go shouting about dead people.” “I need another glass of wine…”

“What are we doing here?” “It wouldn’t be an outing for us if we didn’t make a pit stop at some swings…” “will you push me?” “Aren’t you too old to need me to push you?” “I don’t need you to push me Eddie…I just like it when you do.” “fine…so…how’s it going so far? Feel like you could do this again?” “I’d give it an eight out of ten…and yeah I think so…it’s not as scary as I thought it was going to be.” “You thought a date with me was going to be scary?” “I just…I was nervous.” “Why? It’s just me…nothing to be nervous about.” “That’s true…what about you? Could you do this again?” “Oh yeah…I could totally do this again…maybe not the swings though..that’s just an us thing.” “Damn right it is…I better not hear about you taking anyone else to the park besides me or I’ll be upset.” “You’re so dramatic after a few glasses of wine.” “You love it though.” “Yeah…I do.”

“Ah here we are…home sweet home…mind if I come inside?” “That’s so bold of you to ask on a first date Edward.” “I’ll pour you some more wine….” “Okay you can come in then….” “Red or white?” “White please…I had a really good time tonight…thank you.” “You’re welcome..I’m glad you had a good time…I enjoyed it as well…what? Why…why are you looking at me like that?” “Are…uhm…are you…are you in love with me?” “What? Why…why would you…uhm…I..uh-” “oh god-” “No no no don’t…don’t walk away…I just wasn’t…why did you ask me that?” “Just forget it…I’m sorry…it’s the wine…I’m not making sense…I’m so sorry I shouldn’t have-” “yes.” “Yes?…yes what?” “I’m in love with you.” “No you’re not.” “Yes…yes I am.” “No you’re not…you would’ve told me…you…you would’ve said something.” “I’m…saying something now…doesn’t that count?” “I…I don’t know…what to say.” “That’s okay.” “I can’t…I can’t do this Eddie I can’t…I-” “hey it’s okay…please don’t cry….” “I think.. I just uhm…I need some space…I’m gonna go-” “no no I’ll go..you stay here I’ll uhm go stay at Wayne’s…just…I’m sorry okay? I didn’t…I didn’t want to tell you like this….please know that I don’t expect anything in return I just…it’s out there now so…we have to deal with it.” “I can’t deal with it right now…” “and that’s fine…I’ll uh go to Wayne’s and…maybe I’ll come by tomorrow and…we can talk about it?” “I’ll call you.” “Okay…yeah that works too…uhm…goodnight?” “Goodnight…tell…tell Wayne I said…hello.” “Yeah I’ll uhm..I’ll do that.”

[ist4rgirlo]

Conrad fisher x sister when she tells Conrad she wants to learn how to surf and Conrad teaches her how to and encourages her and helps her stand and stuff ( he messes around a little and flips her off of the surfboard just pure fluff ) <3 u don’t have to write it if u don’t wanna it’s totally fine tysm really! ❤️

ONE SHOT !

Pairing: Conrad Fisher x sister!reader || My blog

Warnings: just pure fluff, conrad being a GREAT BROTHER 💪🏻

Requested by: Anonymous

This one really made my heartache because of how cute it is 😩 I love platonic fics, I love big brother connie, it’s so CUTE ! thank you for requesting this fic!

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“Jeremiah please!” I pleaded — tugging Jeremiah’s arm, forcing him to teach me how to surf.

Him and Conrad would always surf whenever we came here in Cousins. I just watch them because my mom thought that It would be dangerous for me, she said that I was too young to surf. It was unfair!

Jeremiah groaned — “Dude, mom already said no! I don’t want to get in trouble” he said looking at me.

“You suck! I’ll just ask Conrad” Jeremiah scoffed — “Yeah ask Conrad! Like he’s going to say yes when he knows that mom already said no” I just rolled my eyes and walked away.

I saw Conrad near the shore, fixing his gears — ready to surf. I ran towards him, jumping on his back “Hi Connie!” I gleamed. He turned around and smiled at me.

“Hey there, sis.” he said, ruffling my hair. “So uhm..” I looked down, scared to ask. I’d say Conrad always had a soft spot for me but still he always follows what mom says.

Conrad looked at me, tilting his head — waiting for me to complete my sentence.

“Can.. can you teach me how to surf?” I asked — looking up to him, smiling widely.

When he heard what I said, his face lightened up. His face started to fill with excitement but he tried to hide it, just to tease me.

“You know if mom knew, you’d be grounded right?” Conrad said, smirking — teasing me. I pouted “I know, I just want to learn. Why can’t she let me learn, it’s only surfing plus i’m going to be with you guys!” I said, groaning — sitting down on the sand.

Conrad chuckled “Oh you big baby. Come on! I’ll teach you” Conrad offered his hand — pulling me up.

“Oh my god OH MY GOD really?�� I said - grabbing his arm, jumping up and down. Conrad giggled “Yes! So go and get your gears, i’ll wait for you here” he said, pushing me gently.

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“Okay, first we want to find your balance. Here copy me, stand on your board at an angle” I nodded and copied what Conrad was doing.

I found my balance right away, Conrad looked at my stance “See! you’re a natural at this” Conrad yelled — smiling.

“Okay I think you’re ready! Just watch the way of the wave, just do what I told you okay?” Conrad looked at me — I nodded.

“Come on, let’s go in the water” he l said as we ran towards the ocean with our boards.

I took me multiple tries to actually catch a wave but that didn’t gave me the reason to give up. I tried and I tried till I catched a wave or two successfully. “YESSSS!!” I yelled — putting my fists up — looking at Conrad. He looked back, smiling at me before paddling towards me.

“So did you enjoy?” Conrad asked, sitting on his board. “You know, I would’ve done it myself, just saying” I said shrugging — teasing him.

I watch Conrad get off of his board — he started walking towards me, holding my board — pushing me over.

“YOU SUCK! I DRANK SO MUCH WATER!” I said coughing from how much water I inhaled. Conrad just looked at me, laughing.

“Come on! We have to go back, mom might get mad” Conrad said, smiling teasingly. I panicked

“OMG! I totally forgot that mom didn’t know” I whined, Conrad just laughed at me.

We walked back to the beach house. As I reached the front door, I opened it quietly and tiptoed my way to the kitchen all the way to the end of the stairs.

“Where have you been, young lady?” Susannah said — squinting her eyes at me as I tried to sneak upstairs and go straight to my room — Conrad behind me.

“H-hey, momm-“ I said, smiling at her — waving “Go up, sis. Go clean up.” Conrad said — I turned to him, he was smiling at me so I smiled back and went upstairs.

“Connie, you can’t keep on taking the blame for your sister” I heard mom said — sighing. “Mom, she’s a big girl. She can do things that we’re doing, I just taught her how to surf that’s all” Conrad said.

“Surfing?! I told you and Jeremiah to never teach your sister how to surf! Come on, Connie. She’s too young for it.” Mom yelled at Conrad.

Conrad sighed “She’s my responsibility, she’s okay. She was good at what she was doing, I took good care of her, Mom. So don’t worry okay?”

Susannah just sighed — “Okay, I can never win against you. Just take care of your sister okay? she’s my little girl.”

“Ofcourse, Mom. You know she’s my little girl too.” Conrad said — before heading upstairs.

I just smiled after hearing their conversation about me. It was cute how Mom worries about me, but I know that my brothers are there to always protect me — I trust them with my whole heart.

[lovebvni]

My DR family tree (MHA!!)

This is not the post I was talking about in my last blog, I just finished my family tree (using canva) and I wanted to share it! I fucking hate the colour palatte btw so we r gonna ignore it and pretend its black and white

IGNORE THAT RANDOM WHITE WOMAN AND RANDOM WHITE MAN I DONT HAVE A FACECLAIM FOR THAT SIDE OF MY FAMILY YET HELP MEEE information below!

Anyways lets start with my grandparents Robert and Carol

YES THEY ARE NICKI MINAJ'S PARENTS AND WE WILL TALK ABOUT IT!! Idk why but i rlly felt the need to b related to nicki (i think i was obsessed w her when making this dr LMFAO) but i js stuck w it bc clearly younger me had a thing going on. I haven't fully developed them because... they aren't my parents and they live in Florida while I live in Japan.. soo.. ONTO ONE OF THEIR KIDS!

Milagros is Onika's younger sister (i... think.. LMFAO). Her quirks are Mental Blood Manipulation (being able to control someone's thoughts through blood), Earth's Energy (meaning she uses energy from the sunlight.. like this girl photosynthesizes so yes, she does have flowers growing from her hair), and Personal void -- inspired by Janet from the good place (GOOGLE IT.) She has dark brown hair, a mixed skin tone, hazel eyes, and she stands at 5'4 in. Her occupation is a fashion designer at SCULPTOR clothing. Miracle (Milagos nickname) married Kenji Toga. Kenji's face claim is kinda wack because I could not find what I originally wanted him to look like (he's blonde, with stubble but.. girl i think the pin got deleted.) He has golden-ish eyes, pale skin, and he stands at around 6'8 in... girl.. uhm... yeah. He is super sweet and knowledgeable. He wears some glasses that make him look like an old man, though. He also works at SCULPTOR as a business manager (yeah, they became friends bc Miricle needed a business manager LMFAO THEN THEY GOT MARRIED ISNT THAT CUTE??) His quirks are Black blood (I will be making a blog on this) and stealth (i dont know what this means anymore or why I made it.)

Now, onto my siblings.

First up we have one of the twins, the younger one, Kuro. His American name is Kurtis, and he stands at 6'2 at 17 years old. Yeah. He attends UA's competing school, Shiketsu. Because of that, we are high in competition -- as many siblings are. Together, we are a lot of trouble.. so uhm... yeah. LMFAOO!! He has dark brown hair, tanned skin, and green and golden eyes (HETEROCHROMIA)!! If y'all want me to draw him I will... I suppose... but y'all js gon slut over him omg. Anyways! His quirks are shape shifting and outcome (again, I have no idea what outcome is).

The second twin, Himiko Toga! Yes, the one that becomes a villain you guys, I am so y/n stfu. She has blonde hair, lightly tanned skin and is 5'7 at 17. The women got fucked over, dude. WE NEED TO BE TALLER !! Anyways, she is super sweet, her perception of reality is just messed up. We always used to do each others hair, makeup, and walk our dogs together. She loves the outdoors and makes me so so happy. In this version, she has two quirks -- blood shifting (her og quirk) and stealth. He also has a few strands of red and blue in his hair.

I'm gonna skip myself for now and go onto Himari. At the time I shift, only one of her quirks have developed, and it is earths blessing ( a version of our mothers quirk. ) She is a version of my cr little sister. At the time I shift I believe she's in middle school??? I don't know. But she looks the most like my mother, only having my fathers face shape. Finally, me -- Harmony. You may be wondering "well why is your name American and nobody else's?" I was the only one born in the US. LMFAO IM LAME BRO THE REST OF MY FAMILY WAS BORN IN JAPAN!! Anyways... My deadname is Harmony, and in the US I go by Karsyn or Kaythan and in Japan I go by Kosuke. When I shift I am 14...ish? I have no idea for sure. I was born with brown hair, but I have sense dyed it to be black, red and white. I attend UA high. I am 5'8 at the time, and my quirks (yes... i have four...) are bone manipulation, black blood, shape shifting and personal void. One day I will make a post going more in depth about myself, but right now I just wanted to make an overview of my whole family.

I hope you guys like this post! It was fun going through my script and remembering everything about my dr. I will update everything when I do shift there, but for now, that's it!

Love and blessings,

Abyss

[tklyandbloody]

alright, since being a writer, bored, an insomniac, and in an increasingly complex lee mood is one h.e.l.l. of a multi-combination for me, then i decided to make it this blog and the unfortunate people who find this’s problem, so here you go. the situation that my dumb lee mood is begging for so badly, but my brain just wants to forget about: under the cut.

“you know, i think i finally figured out why any time you’re just chilling standing somewhere and you’re not showing off your lazy american-ness by leaning on everything and anything-“ he started before being cut off by an annoyed “hey!-“ from them. “shush, i’m not done. anyways, whenever you’re not doing that, i know why you do that other thing!” he said excitedly, only to be responded to in confusion by them. “what ‘other thing’?” “oh, so glad you asked! you know that thing where you have your arms behind your back like a soldier since you said you thought it was so, and i quote, ‘it looks so gender’?” he said, faking their voice very poorly for the last part, but thankfully they didn’t seem to mind too much. “yeah, what of it?- it does look so gender, that’s why i do it, dummy.” they said, only to get a ‘be nice’ poke in the side that shut them up quick. “language, and sure, but i think i know the actual reason why though!” he said as he began flapping his hands in the air happily, only for it to be the completely opposite of their reaction. “that isn’t-?” they deadpanned. “yes, that isn’t because of the other thing.” he said as he began walking circles around where they were sat down. “okay, so what do you think i actually do it for, then?” they said as they tried their best to keep a consistent eye on him, in case he would try any funny business. “another astounding question, my fine fellow!-“ he said as he stopped right in front of them, a sparkle in his eyes as he spoke. “british.” of course they had to ruin it. “shut up, and let me say it.” he reprimanded as he gave another warning ‘be nice’ poke, but this time to their ribs. “fine, fine, go ahead; why do i really do it, in your thought process?” they said with a roll of their eyes as a small blush began to crawl up their cheeks from the consistent but not constant pokes ‘of correction’, as he had put it multiple times. “because of how badly ticklish your back is!- you’re just trying to protect it, grab any attacker’s hand before it can even actually touch your back, right?” he said as he went back to circling around them, which had originally already been a bit unnerving, but now that he had said that, it was even worse. “wha- no!- th-that’s not even close, i don’t even have a, uhm, you know-“ they tried to defend as their blush got much worse and they became a lot more jittery, but they were still sat right where he had sat and bound their hands behind their back at; and worst of all, they couldn’t even say the word he was teasing them with!- “a ticklish back?” he added with a smug smirk as he stopped right behind them. “yeah, that-“ they stuttered out as they tried and failed to turn their head ‘round to look at him “huh, well i beg to differ!” he said as he swiped a finger quickly up their defenseless back, earning a sharp yip of surprise from them. “real shame that it doesn’t help you any right now, especially if i just-“ he said trailing off as he hovered little ‘tickly claws’, of which he patent-pended just now, just barely over their oh-so-tender shoulder blades, letting the anticipation of the moment set in and rile them up a bit, before quickly digging in and!-…

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sorry if i accidentally messed up the pronouns or something, this was just a quick thing i did on impulse before i head to bed, so- anyways, have a great day/night, bye!

[hearts401]

Just Like They Say it in the Song

2,693 words Based on the mergeband au by @viarayy01-blog Basically, the band has their first big gig and a few things go wrong!!

“Our first real gig! Isn’t this incredible?” Charlie exclaimed.

“Yes, yes, incredible, now get ready, Charlie,” William replied calmly, “your show is in less than 8 hours and we need everything to be perfect.”

Charlie elbowed him, “Oh, come on, don’t you get excited about anything?”

“He’s incredibly excited,” Henry assured her, walking into the room with her guitar, “He just doesn’t wanna say it out loud. Now, why don’t you go get ready, the others are waiting.”

“Thanks dad!” She says, giving him a smile before running out of the room.

She found Elizabeth on the porch, while Michael was tuning his guitar, again. He seemed to always be messing with it.

She plopped down beside him, “What’s up with it this time?” She asked, nudging him.

Michael mumbled something, pulling his guitar closer to him.

“...What did you do?” She asked again, slightly more concerned this time.

“I… snapped one of the strings.”

She stared at him.

“8 hours. Before our show,” she said slowly.

He hugged his guitar, “yep.”

She stood up, “Okay, we can fix that, okay.”

“Oh also Lizzie’s skates broke.”

“...”

“And Evan’s freaking out in his old room.”

“...”

“And Cassidy still isn’t here.”

“...”

Okay. Okay. One thing at a time.

“You and Liz go get your stuff fixed, I’m gonna go talk to Evan and call Cassidy.”

Mike shrugs, “Sounds good to me. Liz! Come here!” He called, running up to his sister while Charlie ran into the house and headed upstairs.

Charlie found Evan right where Mike said she would, pacing around, fixing his outfit, and fidgeting.

She knocked on the open door to get his attention, and he jumped slightly.

“Hey,” She said, “you okay?”

“No,” He admitted, “Cass still isn’t here, she won’t pick up her phone, Mike broke his guitar and Liz-”

“Yeah, yeah, I know about all that,” Charlie said, “but Mike’s getting his guitar fixed and Lizzie will fix her skates. We’re gonna do great!”

Evan frowned, “But what about Cassidy? She won’t pick up her phone…”

“She’s probably on her way. I’m sure she’ll show up any minute now.”

Meanwhile, Cassidy was in her room, toying with her mic, fixing up her outfit, making sure everything was perfect. That seemed to be a recurring theme.

Evan had bolted out the door shouting an apology over his shoulder, but Cassidy didn’t mind; She knew how stressed he got about deadlines, and he probably wanted to talk to his dad. So right now, she was just getting everything perfect.

She practiced her song in the mirror, fiddled with her bowtie, all kinds of things. She was excited about this. She was prepared. Most importantly, she was late.

Really late.

She didn’t notice until she plugged her phone in finally and was met with at least 80 missed calls from Evan.

Shoot.

She picked it up and called him back, “Hey, it’s me, what’s up?” she asked.

“What’s up!? What’s up!?” Evan gasped, “I’ve been calling you for almost an hour now do you know how scary that is itsthedayofourgigcasswecantaffordtobeevenasecondlateandmikeandlizhaveproblemsyoucantjsutgomiaduringthatareyounuts!?”

Cassidy couldn’t hide a chuckle at that, “It’s fine,” she said, “I’m all ready, I’ll be over in a sec. My phone died. Uhm, what happened with Mike and Liz?”

“Mike broke his guitar,” Charlie answered.

Cassidy went quiet. It’s not that his guitar wasn’t an easy fix, but right before their show? What, was it his job to be irresponsible??

“And Liz?”

“Her skates broke.”

She sighed, “I assume they’re getting those fixed?”

Charlie hummed an affirmation.

Cassidy groaned, “Well, that’s fine. It’s not the first time this has happened,”

Charlie laughed, “Yeah. Mike seemed pretty bummed about it though.”

“He’ll be fine,” Cassidy said, “We’re gonna do great. I’m gonna head over there, I’ll talk to you when I get there.”

“Alright, bye!!” Charlie and Evan said together.

The drive there was pretty calm, Cassidy wasn’t worried about the show. She’d played with these guys before and she knew how good they were at these things, even if they weren’t good at the preparation stage.

If only they knew as well.

When she got there, she found Charlie and Evan waiting for her.

“Took you long enough,” Evan said, his ears flat.

“Sorry,” She said, “we have plenty of time, though, we’ll be fine.” She nudged him playfully, “You’re gonna do great.”

He sighed and smiled at her, “I’m gonna do my best, at least.”

“Okay, so we need to head to the stage and get our set put together, come on!” Charlie said.

Cassidy appreciated Charlie and Evan a lot, and on the drive there, she let her mind wander. Michael was fixing his guitar and his sister’s skates, Evan and Cassidy would be prepping the stage, and Charlie was going to get the lights and audio ready.

And that was actually so exciting. She was bouncing in her seat thinking about it, their first real gig!! With a huge audience! They were gonna have all their eyes on the band, and that was so cool!!!!!

“Isn’t it exciting?” She asked, walking around Evan while he pushed one of the set pieces up.

“Everyone staring at me? Kinda?” He sighed, leaning on the piece, “I don’t know. I keep thinking about it and getting excited and then I remember… The amount of people coming…” He shuddered.

Cassidy smiled at him, tilting her head, “I don’t know, having thousands of people staring at me and my every move and every word I sing? That sounds incredible.”

Evan just stared at her in horror.

“Bad wording?”

“Terrible. I think I’m gonna be sick.”

Cassidy frowned, “This isn’t the first time you’re performing in front of people, Ev, why is it so stressful now?”

“Because it feels so professional, like people on TV!” He exclaimed, waving his hands around to emphasize his point, “It’s like, these people are expecting something you’d see in someone who’s incredible at this, and that’s just not me.”

Cassidy stared at him for a moment, then grabbed him roughly by the shoulders and shook him back and forth, “What are you talking about!? You’re incredible at this!” She snapped, “Don’t say things like that, you’re a valued member of our team and the band is lucky to have you and you’re going to ace this show!!!!”

“Okay! Okay! O-Okay stop shaking me!” Evan cried out, prying her hands from his shoulders. But he was laughing, and the sight made her grin triumphantly.

“Don’t say that anymore. You’re doing great, Evan. Now let’s finish setting up, Mike and Liz will be back any minute now, and we’ll want to do a run through before our show.”

“That’ll be $16.97.” The cashier muttered. He was a bitter looking man, with sunken, half closed eyes and a permanent scowl. His eyebrows were constantly creased, as if everything happening annoyed him

Michael decided he didn’t like this guy much. He kept scowling at him, as if he was some unruly teen, and he had given him a funny look when he walked in.

He’d also refused help when Michael had asked where the guitar strings were, and the line had been so long and now Michael was totally late.

He swiped his card calmly and took the strings, stuffing them in his bag before turning around and walking out quickly; The cashier was still glaring at him and he refused to squirm under his eye, he’d rather just leave as fast as possible.

“Okay, we have the strings, what do we need to do for your skates?” He asked Elizabeth as they climbed back into the car.

“My wheel snapped off. We can get a new one at the bike shop, and for cheap, too,” She replied, “The manager is a nice guy.”

Michael nodded, “Alright, let’s go. We’re late enough.”

Elizabeth went in alone so Michael could fix his guitar in peace. In truth, he felt really bad, and pretty embarrassed, about breaking it, so he was a bit happy she had broken something too. It made him feel better about his own mistake.

The car was quiet when he finished, and he kind of wished he could plug in his guitar and play right now, but he settled for digging up the uke he kept under his seat and sitting back and playing it. He liked playing music absently, and he hummed along with it, closing his eyes.

“You’re good at that, didja know that?” A voice said from directly beside him, outside his car window.

Michael jumped with a yelp and nearly dropped his instrument, clutching it to his chest.

Jeremy burst out laughing with a wide grin, “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare ya. I came here to fix my bike, I didn't expect to see you here. Isn’t your concert thing soon? I thought you guys were gonna meet up and rehearse?”

Michael leaned back in his seat and took a deep breath, “Yeah, we were, but some things came up.”

“One the day of your show? That sucks man, do you need help?”

Michael tilted his head at him, “Yeah, actually, I think you can help me,” he said, his face slowly breaking into a smile, “How fast do you like to drive?”

By the time they arrived at the stage, elizabeth was clinging to her seat and Michael was laughing so hard he couldn’t breathe.

“YOU GUYS ARE NUTS.” Elizabeth exclaimed, “NUTS. AND BOLTS. AND OTHER ROBOT PUNS.”

Jeremy shrugged, “I got you where you needed to be, and fast, too.”

Michael let his head rest on the dashboard, “I think if Evan saw that he’d lose his shit, dude.”

Jeremy laughed, “Well, let him know I’m a great driver, nothin’ to worry his pretty little head about.”

Michael hopped out of the car, but paused to lean on the open window, “You comin’ tonight?”

“Wouldn’t miss you on stage with that guitar if my life depended on it, Mike. You can bet I’ll be there.”

Michael smiled, “Alright then, see you on the other side!”

“Break a leg!” Jeremy called before driving away.

“Remind me to never get in a car with you again.” Elizabeth groaned.

They headed into the building, and were met by Evan scolding them for being so late. Michael was only half listening, looking at their set and everything. It looked so… Professional. And it made his head spin. In a good way.

He held his guitar closer to him, tilting his head to further examine everything, even looking out at the house, and the booth way in the back, where he spotted Henry.

The older man waved at him, and he waved back.

“Are you even listening to me?” Evan said.

“Not at all.” Michael replied.

He heard his younger brother groan before telling Liz to get the others so they could rehearse.

The rehearsals went well… but according to Father, not well enough.

But Evan didn’t understand, they were doing everything right, yet he still sighed and rubbed his forehead.

“Put your passion into it, everybody. Evan, you’re shaking again.”

“I’m sorry, it’s just nerves!” He said, sighing, “I don’t know- it’s all so exciting and scary and-”

“I get it, Evan, I really do,” He soothed him, “We’ll keep trying. I just don’t feel like everyone’s as into it as they should be,” He shoots an intense stare at Michael who’s staring out at the house.

Charlie elbowed him and he jumped, scowling at her before turning to look at his dad again.

“And Elizabeth, please be careful, I swear you’re going to give me a heart attack, if you fall on stage, you could get hurt.”

“Sorry, new wheels are hard to get used to,” She scuffs her toe on the floor.

“Alright, let’s give it another shot.” He said.

They did that all day, and by the end, Evan was sure these songs were going to play in his head on repeat for the next five years.

He also knew he was going to pass out by the end of this, he was exhausted. And he could tell the other members were too, except Elizabeth and Cassidy, but nothing stopped them.

Michael had laid down on the floor and not gotten up despite Charlie nudging him. Either he was dead or he was asleep. Either way, same, Evan thought.

William noticed this, and shook his head, “Alright. You guys are gonna do great, your performance is incredible. I’m wishing all of you luck, me and Henry are very proud.”

Michael groaned from where he was laying down, and Evan laughed.

Henry rescued them all with some ice cream, before they finally got to sit back and wait.

Turns out waiting is hell, but Evan was sure Michael would die if he had to run through those songs again.

Charlie pulled out some cards and waved them in the air, “Go Fish?”

“I just think that we could do better, add some dancing, I don’t know,” Elizabeth said, “queen of hearts?”

“We’re doing the best we can, and plus, it’s our first gig,” Michael said, “go fish.”

“And plus, we’re still young, we have time to build a reputation, today is about the moment and the opening. We’re introducing ourselves into this.” Cassidy said, “Evan, two of spades?”

“I’m just nervous I’ll mess up,” Evan said, handing her his card.

“Well, nobodies gonna boo tomato us, we’re good enough to be sure of that,” Charlie said, “Mike, king of clubs?”

Michael lightly smacked Evan in the face with his cards, “You’re not gonna mess up, dude, you haven’t messed up at all throughout rehearsal and all our smaller gigs,” he smiles at him, before replying, “go fish.”

Elizabeth sighed, “I suppose worrying will only make it worse for us, eh?”

“That’s the spirit!” Michael said, “Cass, three of diamonds?”

Evan tilted his head, “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

“I always am.” Michael says, “I’m also all out of cards.”

The group groaned at his smug look, and they shuffled the deck again. But Evan couldn’t say it didn’t make him feel better. His friends were good at that in a way he couldn’t possibly understand. He loved his friends.

They talked and played for a while before Henry came back with more food for them and news that they had to get backstage and prepare. The show was soon.

Michael fixed up his mask, Charlie made sure her makeup wasn’t smeared, Lizzie played with her ponytails until she was satisfied with how they look, Evan and Cassidy fixed up each other’s costumes until they were perfect.

Even William looked pleased, so that was something.

“So, you kids excited?” he asked.

“Are you kidding? Hell yeah!” Michael cheered.

“Break a leg, kiddos!” Henry said, ushering them to their places.

And so it began…

By the time they were in the car driving home, they were ALL singing. Michael and Charlie were playing the random string instruments they had stuffed in random places in the car, Even and Cassidy were singing, and Liz was drumming on the dashboard. Jeremy was driving them and seemed to be enjoying himself a lot as well.

“Woah-oh-oh, there’s lovin’ in your eyes that pulls me closer!!!”

“Oh, it pulls me closer!”

“It’s so subtle!”

“It’s so subtle!”

“I’m in trouble!”

“I’m in trouble!”

“But I love to be in trouble with you! Let’s Marvin Gaye and get it on!”

“You got the healing that I want!”

“Just like they say it in the song!”

“Until the dawn, let’s Marving Gaye and get it on!”

Michael cheered, laughing.

“You guys are so good at that!” Jeremy said.

“It’s our thing!” Charlie laughed, “Turn on the radio, let's sing something else too!”

“Sure thing!”

They dropped off Liz and Charlie first, then Cassidy and Evan.

As he waved goodbye to his brother, the fatigue of the day caught up to him.

Echoing his thoughts, Cassidy said, “Jeez, I can’t wait to sleep. I’m never waking up again.”

“So glad I don’t have class tomorrow.” Evan agreed.

She gave him a small smile, and the two of them walked into the building to their dorm.

[red-army-official]

Thought you all would like a quick update, yeah? Seems there's been a right mess of the army made, but don't worry! We'll get to fixing it soon, I promise!

(Admin D - Soldier/Arthur Admin W - Paul Flemming)

CAPTIONS

[Heavy breathing, likely from whoever is recording this audio.]

???: Ohh god.. I can't believe I did that! [Chuckle.] I can't believe she didn't notice me...

Oh, ehm.. Anyways, back to why I'm recording this, uhm.. Hello! Uhm.. out there.. I am a soldier in the red army, I'm not gonna say my name because uhmm.. I don't.. really.. [Nervous sigh] Uh.. Well, I'll get to that in a minute! Things are.. ehm.. interesting! uhh.. Dr. M, as you know her, and the other generals they.. basically took over the army! Captured General Flemming and... general... Flemming.. uh- B-Both General Flemmings! Uhm.. ah.. as well as the original person who was running the red army official blog, and a couple people from the medical wing? Basically, all of these people that were close to Red Leader, uuhm... But.. [Sigh..] Uh- I guess she didn't notice me, so I stole this phone and ran away.

[Deep breaths.]

God, that uhm... I saw the clone.. Red, I think he's called... He looks...

... That arms gonna have t'be amputated..

..Oh. Shit! I think I heard something... I need to find a place to Hiiiiide! Uh.. [Booking it]

Maybe in here..? Oh, god I hope so..

[He opens the door, and as he does, the cocking of a gun is heard.]

P: Stop!! ... [Relieved] Arthur!

A: [Sigh of relief] General Flemming!

P: [Groan.]

A: Oh thank god! [P: You're okay..!]

A: Yes, I'm fine..! You're injured.

P: Urgh, It's nothing.. ngh.. I'll be fine.

A: Okay, uhm.. I stole a phone!

P: That helps.

A: Yeah, I was.. making a recording! Just to.. uhm.. y'know.. Kind of.. Let everyone know that we're here!-

P: We can..

A: -That we're alive!

P: We can get it out.. That's good! That's good... Good thinking, old friend.

A: Yeah, uhm..

P: Have you.. [Poor man sounds exhausted.] Have you seen Patryck?

A: No, he was.. taken...

P: Shhhit!

A: As well as the person who... who originally ran the uhm.. [snapsnap] The red army official blog, and ehm.. a couple of people from the medical wing..

P: Fffffuck!!! Okay...

A: Basically, a bunch of people that were close to Viktor...

P: Is that phone.. attached to the accounts?

A: One of them, yeah! I.. don't know which one.

P: Alright, we'll figure that out...

A: I can't believe she didn't see me...

[Both let out a chuckle, as Paul puts his hand on Arthur's shoulder, Partially out of respect and partially out of trying to balance himself.]

P: You did a good job.. You did a good thing.

A: Why am I always surrounded by wretched women...

P: [Laugh.]

A: Why... Why is this a thing...??

P: That's.. the question for the hour, isn't it old friend?

A: [chuckle] Well... Time to get to work, eh?

P: Hey..

[tanmitasu]

お久しぶりです。。。

Well I am supposed to be updating this blog, first of all, let me get out of the New Year greetings with this: 明けましておめでとうございます！

I apologize if I did not update it as much as I could, I wanted to talk about realization and truth of learning. First of all, I am a slacker in my own thoughts, I have desired to try physical classes since I feel that I am stuck doing so much self-learning 🥺, so I was toying with which classes would suit me (I actually took an actual class many years back before I enter university and this said teacher killed my motivation), so I decided to bite the bullet here and try this school because I was hoping to go for their weekday day classes (The cool thing is that the building feels like a James Bond film), so before Christmas weekend- I decide to go for a placement test to see where am I.

Sooo I, being overly confident be like yeah all my Japanese customers and associates said I can speak Japanese well (Do not be deceived by the comment 上手です) and I got this, which I got humbled pretty quick. Like really, which I have to nurse my ego that I am yes, I am willing and the tester be like uhm girl- you need to go basic which I am like yeah, and we decide to try you on that trial class before Christmas, and man it was a humbling experience because the changes are sudden and here am I, wanting to make friends and perhaps partnered with the worse person to bounce off in your speech (Well I do not have friends, so, unfortunately, I was partnered with that lady who could barely speak English with me), and I was nearly in tears, with me being unable to cope with the pacing that I was doubting myself if I could do, because some are so good and I, who self-taught myself for 3 years plus- become awkward and actually struggle.

So yes I was humbled again-big time, so I found myself alone and if not a little upset about my progress- then I decided to chat with an online friend, and she shared about how lonely her experience in learning Japanese and understood the struggle, and that moment I recall a panel in Haikyuu which Akaashi got over his head during one volleyball match and saying how jealous they are seeing the game- which I could relate- I feel like an anxious mess. However I decide to look at Kita's backstory and this came to me, which I am like Kita holding his captain jersey in my head going "Does this count on the result side of things?" , like I began to question myself- and this made me realize that I am so focused on the results that I forget to work on the present.

So cue me last Saturday, entering my first class- this time chatting with a friend to share my anxiety and I told myself about that experience which an epiphany came to me, that I held myself with high standards that it sucked the joy of me actually learning, which I can say that my 先生 be like are you alright, as she caught me packing my bag slowly after class, and I was like I struggle with particles in the Japanese language, that she took the time to write down the particles which I show her the document which I work. And what she said to me, is to slow down which I did not realize that I was simply hurrying because of my anxiety to be the best, which I could be myself (This is something which I am trying to undo but it is too ingrained in my brain), to just have fun. I am so concerned about the process that I forget to be in the present, just like Kita himself, to enjoy what I am doing. (She sorta reminds me of Takeda-sensei, the head teacher for the Karasuno team, and I am like Hinata per say).

But yeah, I am still a work in progress, letting go of the people-pleasing aspect and just being myself- I even got a better partner to bounce off of my conversation, though he is struggling as much as I am (minus the awkwardness).

Here is to new things to come and hopefully, I can be truly myself

[retarded-faggot]

back (please read the whole thing im begging you)

uh, hi

yeah, i still exist lmao

so, i decided to actually open tumblr after about 2 years i believe

and, oh damn. none of the links in the theme i have on my blog are functional, and what the fuck was up with all the lavender i used back then? god, such a child, right?

yeah, well, if someone still tried to navigate there, im so sorry, i just hopped outta the fandom for a couple years. and social media. and life.

not to say i have it together even now, but ive decided to be a little more liberal with myself and indulge myself with this shit.

yeah, so, not sure how many people are reading this, but all the stuff i had in the previously pinned "welcome" message? fuck it.

here's a new intro :

hey, im shades <#3

1.

i was previously :

(oh wow. did the bulletins exist before because idfr and i cant find them)

la-fille-noire-13: okay, cringe asf, but hear me out. I was like, a dumb tween, okay? i was so fucking obsessed with miraculous that i decided to learn french on duolingo and shit. which is why my username was in french. honestly what's worse is that i had just started learning it, and tbf google translate sucks so i have no idea what i typed in, but i wanted it to be "the girl in black" and it came out to be "the black girl" which I didn't realise until a year into it. tbf louis-oui-baguette would have been better. please forgive me for that atrocity.

chaotic-fiwwe: set by a slightly more mature, slightly more recent me. it isnt really good, but it is what it is folks. this feature on the miraculous fanworks server allowed us to "owofy" words if i recall correctly. so i was "fiwwe" for a long time on that server. i decided to finally come out of my cringe asf early teenage phase after like, 2 years and change my username. but im nostalgic asf so the "fiwwe" stayed.

shades: well. here we are. this will likely get similar thoughts in the very near future (im already contemplating hating this because why not) but this was completely randomized and safe.

2.

oh yes, im still a minor, so stop flashing me, please. i mean, i know im hot, but im just not interested thanks. go post this shit on onlyfans or stuff.

but yes nsfw jokes i shall make because well. why not. (for those of you who read this and think, god, she's a minor, why the fuck should she know this? uhm, i believe we've all been through the lockdown, right? and we all know that what came out of the lockdown is not exactly an innocent generation, right?)

3.

also yes,i may be young but im not gen alpha tyvm, so i shall hate on gen alpha brainrot because i can (no genuine hate meant loves)

right, and, my vocabulary isnt as proficient as it was before so fuck grammar (but my perfectionist ass will try to make it almost 100% grammatically correct in terms of words. not punctuation, words. i write in my voice. )

4.

ive been in the mlb fandom since 2019, i think. i love it and i hate it because

the plot is good but the amount of cringe in seasons 1-2 is not

i got back in touch with the series and fandom like a week ago, but unfortunately i couldn't find anyone to really match my freak (wrt mlb) anymore

which is why im back here <3

5.

ive read kotlc, percy jackson, 39 clues, a few books of agatha christie, and..

uh

idfr lmao i dont even remember what i read in these books either. i have the memory of a goldfish

and yes a huge huge huge sabrina carpenter, taylor swift, eminem, billie eilish fan <3

6.

im honestly kinda fucked up but not messed up if ugwim. my jokes aren't always the best, my posts wont always be people pleasing anymore, and majorly, there will be no more "mlb update posts" anymore.

i will curse 90% of the time so if its an issue please leave <3

i will post when i want to, what i want to, how i want to. but ill tag them properly so nw

7.

im not at all academically dumb so i may post stuff roasting you dumbasses (but i dont mean it, we've all struggled <3)

feel free to tell me if i havent tagged shit properly but you cant tell me what not to post unless its like, completely inappropriate and violates tumblr terms.

lmao im delusional asf to think anyone would actually be bothered to read this much but this is me indulging myself so

see yall suckers <3

[bri3ll3]

i only have eyes for you

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pairing: mcu!peter parker x reader

summary: when peter walks into the cafe that you and mj work, he still only has eyes for you

warnings: none, angst and fluff, no happy endings, this is not prof read so there are typos!

a/n: i don’t get hurt very often writing this but i am actually heartbroken, this shit took days to write simple’s because i didn’t want to cry while writing. i do not think that it is my best work but i still think that i did a bombass job.

also happy fucking new year i hope that you all have an amazing year and i also want to thank you guys for all of the support last year when i started this blog, i love you all!

peter was walking down the street going over the piece of paper that had down all of the things he was going to say on it. once he walked into the café everything immediately stopped as his eyes found you. all of the memories that the two of you shared came flooded his mind as he looked at you.

“hi is this seat taken” the voice startled him a little, when he looked up he saw the most beautiful girl ever seen. “um a-actually it’s not” he stuttered, you smiled at his antics before sitting down in the stool next to him.

“im y/n” you say looking over at the boy, his cheeks and ears were rosy making you smile. “im peter” he squeaks, nerves filling his whole body as he talks to you. “nice to meet you peter” you beam making him smile.

everyday after that peter would go home and tell may about your interactions and she would always encourage the boy to ask you out but the boy never did, well not until homecoming came around.

when he finally got to ask you to homecoming he was a stuttering and shaking mess.

“hey y/n” he calls and you turn around to see him smiling at you. “hey peter what’s up” you greet and he starts fiddling with his hands and start shifting from side to side.

“i-i was wondering if you wanted to go to uhm homecoming with me” he asks looking at the ground, you smile at him “i’d love to” you beam. “it’s fine if you don’t wan- wait what” he asks, his big chocolate eyes looking at you. “id love to go to homecoming with you” you express again and peters smile grows.

“ok yeah uhm cool” he starts “yeah i’ll see you around peter” you giggled before giving peter a kiss on the cheek and walking away.

peter went home once again and told may all about it, she was happy to see the boy excited for once.

“may she said yes” he screamed as he ran into the small apartment “oh my gosh she did” she asks running up to him and hugging him. “oh peter im so happy for you” she coos as she rocks him back and forth. “thanks may” he sighs as he hugs her back

at the dance peter was a sweaty and nervous mess, he hated being in the public eye and this out him directly in the public eye. he could hear the whispers of people thanks to his spidey senses, it didn’t help that they were all judgmental.

“hey pete you ok” you whisper in his ear and he nods trying to play it cool “yeah yeah i’m fine” he whispers back but you’re not having it. you grab his hand and pull hims out of the back door of the gym, “it’s better out here, less muggy and not as loud” you grinned making peter smile.

as a new song came on peter grabbed your hands gently and pulled you into him, the familiar tune of i only have eyed for you by the flamingos filled the air. “i love this song” you whispered making peter smile.

the both of you felt comfort in each other’s arms, your warmth was something peter got use to quickly seeing as though a couple months (well years) later he asked you out.

“PETER” you yelled looking around at the damage that had been done “Y/N” peter yelled as he saw you looking around for him. the moment you spot him you run up to him and hugged him, he immediately wrapped his arms around you and squeezed you as tight as he could.

“are you ok” your questions was muffled in his neck but he still heard you “yeah i’m fine” he chuckles. you move your face from his neck and hold his face im your hands “god i’m so glad you’re ok” you whispers feeling tears well in your eyes.

“are you ok” he asks and you nod “don’t worry about me i’m so glad that your ok” i whisper finally pulling away from him. “oh this tall guy who’s uhm in love with your aunt gave me this necklace” i say, looking up at him.

peters face drops as he looks at the broken flower in your hands “oh no i’m so sorry” he starts “i had this plan to give you this necklace and-“ he’s cut off with you giving him a quick peck on the lips.

he looks at you stunned before pulling you in for another kiss, your wrap your arms around his neck and card my fingers through this hair. when you both pull away your rest your foreheads on each other’s.

“i really really like you” he whispers and you smile “i like you too peter” you whisper and he smiles. “so that makes you my girlfriend” he asks and you nod “yeah and that makes you my boyfriend” you beam and he smiles.

things quickly went down hill after that’s, peters identity had been revealed and because of that peter, you and ned had lost lots of opportunities. peter felt so bad for you and ned, you guys had nothing to do with it and because of his guilt he asked the one person he knew who could fix this, dr, stephen strange.

peter asked strange to cast a spell to make everyone forget that peter parker was spider man, long story short he messed up the spell and opened up the multiverse.

this created a lot of problems, the main one being him losing his aunt may. peter had never felt such rage and loss in his life, he was angry at the world, at himself especially for trying to be a good person but you never let him forget that being good is apart of who he is.

“peter you can not let that man change who you are, may wanted you to help them out right” you ask and he nods feeling tears fall from his eyes “then you do that, she would be very proud knowing that you fulfilled what she wanted you to do” you assure him and he nods.

“thank you” he whispers and you nod wiping the tears from his cheeks. “you’re welcome baby, now let’s go cure some ass” you joke making him laugh.

peter would have never thought after curing everyone that he would have let go of you and ned and pretty much everyone he loved.

peter heart broke when he had to tell you and ned that you wouldn’t remember him.

“peter you cant just make that decision for me” you say and peter nods “i know i know but it’s the only way” he stresses. “i don’t wanna forget you” you mumble as tears continue to fall down your face.

peter pulls you in for a hug, probably one of the tightest hugs he has ever given anyone. “promise me you’ll come find me” you beg as you continue to hold onto him “peter promise me” your voice broke as you spoke making his heart break even more. “i promise baby i promise” he promises.

when you pull apart his heart breaks as he sees your demeanor, you’re shaking, your eyes are bloodshot and tears are still falling from them, the bags under your eyes are extremely prominent.

“make me remember when you find me, make me remember when i sat next to you our first day of junior year, homecoming, and london” you plead and peter nods “i’ll make you remember” he promises placing his forehead on yours.

“and if you don’t you know i’m gonna figure it out, i always do” he knew exactly what you meant, you found out he was spider man before he even got the change to tell you. “i know” he chuckles before going silent again.

“i love you peter parker” his heart breaks knowing that’s the first and last time he’ll hear you say it “i love you y/n y/l/n” he whispers before kiss you gently, he pours all of his love for you into that kiss. when you pull apart you peck his lips gently one more time.

and here peter was staring at you in the little café that you and mj worked at, “hi how can i help you” your voice broke peter out of his trance. “hi can i uhm get a coffee” he asks and you nod “would you like anything with that like cream or sugar” you ask and he shakes his head “no just black please” you smile and him and nods before going over to the machine.

“hey mj can you get ned’s doughnut ready for him, he should be here soon” peter overhears you say and mjs nods. once the coffees done he watches you put the lid on the cup and walk back over to him “im sorry but i forgot to ask your name” he smiles at you feeling tears brim in his eyes “peter” he says and you smile “well here your coffee peter” you beam as you hand him his coffee cup.

“oh i love this song” peter mumbles as i only have eyes for you by the flamingos plays lightly in the background “i love it too” you whisper making him smile.

“well have a good day y/n” he smiles at you as he walks backwards out of the door, you smile back at him “you too peter” you wave at him before he walks out of the door.

peter walks to the windows and sees you talking to mj about something that clearly makes you flustered, peter smiles before walking down the cold street knowing that no matter how much time may go by he’ll only have eyes for you.

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Keigo Takami | Hawks:

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↳ poor bby can't get himself off

angst to fluff comfort ☁️

↳ Hawks being a lil bitch and apologizing to you

NSFW Alphabet(Cum,Xray) ❃

NSFW Alphabet(Jacking Off) ❃

waxplay ★

↳ what the title says 🥴, rly poggers aftercare, soft kinky

mommy ★

↳ begging to cum inside mommy's pussy

forgetting the anniversary ☁️

↳ taking the worst boyfriend award

balcony ❃

↳ the thrill of people seeing how good he can make you puss feel feeds his ego, don't tell him I snitched

the three of us ★

↳ DabiHawks , poly relationship,v sweet double penetration

wet dreams ❃

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Touya Todoroki | Dabi:

cum soaked silk ★

↳ this isn't how he welcomes all of their recruits

☁️ angst to fluff comfort

↳ when will he stop hurting you? Especially once he feels that you're slipping through his fingers

he's not jealous ★

↳yes he is.

sub!Dabi ★

↳ pampering your lil villain

NSFW Alphabet(Jacking Off) ❃

NSFW Alphabet(Intimacy, Motivation, Unfair) ❃

NSFW Alphabet(Risk, Location, X-Ray) ❃

gunplay ★

↳ you're his crazy little slut and you're making it so so hard not to pull the trigger

chained up ❃

↳ okay chains yeah...but deepthroating tht pierced cock and possibly ripping your throat open?

pervert ★

↳Dabi has a habit of takin everything he wants from your room...it's not his fault tho, you look so pretty humping the pillow

the three of us ★

↳ DabiHawks , poly relationship,v sweet double penetration

crymore ★

↳Shiggy eating you out in front of his friend that gets a boner once he sees your tears

thigh brusing ❃

wet dreams ❃

☁️ simp

↳ how Dabi shows affection, fluffy but has refrence to sex in the end

I run to you ★

↳Reader finds out Touya is alive. Stalker!Reader, succubbus quirk, more plot then you'll see in the rest of my fics combined 💀

facefucking ❃

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Bakugou Katsuki:

kink headcanons ❃

☁️angst to fluff comfort

NSFW Alphabet(Cum, X-Ray) ❃

NSFW Alphabet(Body Part, Favorite Position, Kink, Wild Card, Quickie) ❃

NSFW Alphabet(Cum, Expirience, Hair, Jacking Off, Kink) ❃

angry floor sex ❃

wet dreams ❃

god, making him cry 🥴 ★

↳overstim, cumming untouched

facefucking ❃

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Tomura Shigaraki | Tenko:

Uhm emotional pounding? ★

↳ Tomura isn't convinced that you like him

meeting room ★

↳ He doesn't care where he fucks you. If you want to act up in front of his colleagues then so be it

needy ★

↳moth shiggy has to give u his cummies, please don't laugh at him if he cums fast

NSFW Alphabet(Favorite Position, Motivation, Kink, Volume, X-Ray, Yearning) ❃

NSFW Alphabet(Cum, Dirty Secret, Expirience, Intimacy, Jacking Off) ❃

dryhumping ★

NSFW Alphabet(Risk, Location) ❃

cinema date ★

pegshig2020 ❃

oviposition ❃

↳Montser!Shig supermacy

crymore ★

↳Shiggy eating you out in front of his friend that gets a boner once he sees your tears

thigh bruising ❃

momma ❃

↳Moth!Shig after you give birth to his lil larvas

blackmail ❃

↳noncon-ish, mindbreak, abuse of power

wet dreams ❃

facefucking ❃

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Tamaki Amajiki | Suneater:

☁️ happy tears

☁️ fluff

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Jin Bufuckiticant | Twice:

three is a party ★

↳his quirk was made for this

facesitting ★

↳he needs something to cover his face right👀

(not)just a hookup ★

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Chizome Akaguro | Stain:

breeding/mating ★

↳a/b/o

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Kai Chisaki | Overhaul:

yeah ★

↳angel!reader, making a mess out of your 🐱

☁️ angst to fluff

↳traitor!reader

give you pups ★

↳a/b/o

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Mirio Togata | Lemillion:

☁️ pregnancy/birth fluff

pegmirio2020 ★

cheekybastard ❃

↳flirt battle

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Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead:

☁️ angst to fluff comfort

featherymess ★

↳teacher/student 👀

NSFW Alphabet(Body Part) ❃

wet dreams ❃

facefucking ❃

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Izuku Midoriya | Deku:

☁️angst to fluff comfort

headcanons ❃

↳sub!Izuku

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Kirishima Eijiro | Red Riot:

muzzle. ★

NSFW Alphabet(Jacking Off) ❃

wet dreams ❃

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Shinso Hitoshi:

NSFW(Intimacy, Motivation, Unfair) ❃

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Toyomitsu Taishiro | FatGum:

Cumflation ★

[peachsayshi]

Chapter 14 - Jealousy

Summary: you & Gojo have your first fight.

A/N: (18+ / minors and ageless blogs dni) Can I just say thanks for all the love on this fic? Your comments bring me so much joy, you have no idea -like thank you so much for the support I cannot express it enough!  These two are trying to figure out where they stand, we are pretty much halfway through the story. Prepare for some angst and feels! 👀 Huge shoutout to the lovely @pensivespecter who made an awesome playlist based on this fic! I listened to it the entire time I was writing 🥺 you gem of a human 💕

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You exhaled, ignoring the way your jaw tightened as you clenched your teeth. Tingling sensations spread between your fingers, static signals reminding you to take a breath as you squeezed your arms. Your narrowed gaze was focused on the clothes that were hanging in a perfectly neat line in your closet but the fabrics blurred into a mesh of colors. You swallowed the lump in your throat, a manifestation of your growing anger that had been brewing ever since your conversation with Satoru earlier this week.

He called you out of the blue, teasing you at first by saying he’s forgotten what your voice sounded like. Despite his playful tone, you could tell there was something off from the way he kept circling around his reason for reaching out. 

“Look, I might have done something stupid with someone else. We haven’t uhm-...you and I haven’t been together in a while and things uh-...fuck, well, we had sex and I’m feeling kind of shitty about it...” 

A cold chill ran through you, “Oh...” 

“If anything it was an accident...” he insisted, a nervous chuckle escaping him. “You know how things get in the heat of the moment...” 

“Mmm, yeah, things can...escalate...”  you replied through gritted teeth, your heart pounding in your chest upon hearing his confession. 

“I swear, my intention wasn’t to fuck her. Just...mess around. You know what I mean?”

How were you supposed to respond to that? Of course you don’t know what he means, and he knew that. 

When in the last eight years of your friendship had Satoru ever seen you “mess around” with somebody?

“Hey, you’re not mad, right?” he questioned, a hint of worry in his voice from your lack of response. “You did say I could still see other people...”

“You can do whatever you want, see whoever you want. I just...I hope that this was the only time...” 

He clicked his tongue, “What kind of guy do you think I am?” 

“The kind of guy whose love life is basically a revolving door of bedroom playmates...” 

As quick as you were with that remark, you wished you could take it back immediately, but your friend had already absorbed your snide comment and his silence spoke volumes. 

“What does that make you? Another playmate, I guess… would you like me to buy you a pair of bunny ears then? I think it’ll look cute…”

His response was cold enough to make you wince and you gripped the phone tighter against your ear. “Excuse me?”

“If you’re upset with me, just say it…” he added on.

“I’m not...” 

“You suck at lying, so don’t bother trying...”

“I’m not lying. Why would I be mad when we could barely stick to our own rules? Knowing you as a person, you were bound to break this rule eventually. Besides, you’ve told me countless times that you don’t commit yourself to anything or anyone, right?”, you heard him sigh with annoyance on the other line but carried on anyway, “I just…I don’t feel comfortable having sex with you if you are hooking up with other people.” 

“One person. I fucked one person since this started…and it’s not like I’m hiding it from you...”

“How am I supposed to know that you’re telling me the truth?” 

“Because I’m your friend. Do you not trust me?” 

Trust, that word hung heavy in the air. You wanted to answer yes almost immediately, because you trusted Satoru blindly, more than anybody else in your life and that scared you. However, he never saw you in the same capacity. Gojo kept so many things from you, and you couldn’t help but think what if the other women were just another one of his secrets that he hid away? 

The mere thought of sharing him with somebody else made your skin crawl. 

“I’m sorry that I can’t change what happened,” he reiterated, interrupting your thoughts and bringing you back to the forefront of the conversation. 

“Whatever, it’s not a big deal. Thanks for telling me, I guess,” you replied.

“I would say you’re welcome but I don’t want to piss you off more than I have…”

“I’m not pissed…”

“Uh-huh…” Satoru pressed, hoping to tackle you into submission. 

“I’m hanging up now.”

You didn’t even realize how upset you were until you ended the call and found yourself shaking.

Irrational, was the first word that popped in your mind, you’re being irrational... 

Yes, he shouldn’t have had sex with somebody else but there is no real reason for you to get so worked up about what happened. You weren’t exclusively hooking up with him and he had zero commitments to you. Those thoughts consistently passed through your mind as you tried ignoring your growing vexation. However, no matter how hard you distracted yourself, you couldn’t escape the thought of Gojo being pleasured by somebody while you were at home aching for him.

Oh, how that made you simmer with annoyance…and how easily it brought up painful memories…

Your friend had no idea that he rubbed salt on an open wound. Maybe if you told him about Haru cheating on you he might have been considerate of your feelings before choosing to fuck somebody else. He had no idea how much Haru messed you up, harming your ability to trust on levels that you didn’t even know how to fix. 

Until you could get over this false sense of betrayal, you decided to avoid seeing Gojo. You didn’t want to pick an unnecessary fight with him. He sked you not to overthink what the two of you were doing, and you were having a hard time letting go of your irritation. However, just because you wouldn’t allow yourself to have any ill feelings that didn’t mean you couldn’t get even. 

Tonight you made plans with yourself to go out for some mindless fun but there was a clear agenda in your head on what kind of fun you were looking for. Finally brushing aside the white-haired sorcerer from clouding your mind, you pulled out your shortest black dress that you could find before slipping on your favorite pair of high heels. You threw on a leather jacket, one that would do very little to keep you warm from the chilled weather this evening but enough to make you comfortable until you reached the bar. You applied your make up with intention, highlighting your face to accentuate every feature that would make someone’s head turn. A little tint on the cheeks and a bold color to emphasize your lip before finally sharpening the angle around your eyes to enhance the mysterious gaze that you would throw on some lucky stranger tonight. 

***

Rina called you while you were in the taxi, asking if you wanted to hang out at her place and eat steamed dumplings. While the offer was tempting, you politely declined and informed her that you already had plans for the evening. The car pulled up to the street, and you said your goodbye before exhaling to calm your nerves then hanging up the phone, doing your best not to change your mind from the decision you already made. 

The bar was located in an obscure location somewhere in the city, about thirty minutes away from where you lived. You decided on the place based on Rina’s recommendations, as she always prided herself in knowing the latest hot spots when it came to all things food and beverage. The entrance was in the corner of an alley, the door leading you to a staircase that traveled to the basement of one of the buildings.

Neon red enveloped you, tinting every inch of space from corner to corner, creating a full monochrome experience. An impressive selection of alcohol bottles were displayed in the back, the shelf almost reaching the ceiling of the bar. The place itself is already packed with people, the noises of their conversation ebbed with the music playing through the speakers. With your head held high, you slowly approached an empty seat at the counter of the bar, slipping off your jacket as you made yourself comfortable. 

The bartender caught your gaze, “what can I get you?”, she asked with a smile that showed off her dimples.

“One umetini, please,” You replied, placing both your hands on the counter and tapping your finger nervously against the smooth wood.

She nodded her head, “would you like me to set up a tab for you?”

“Yes, please…” you answered again, unsure as to why you were suddenly overcompensating with your polite tone.

The bartender swayed to the back like a dancer, her movements fluid with the rhythm of the music. You fiddled with your hands, looking at your phone screen occasionally as you were unsure what to do with yourself. You could see the unread text messages from Satoru, who had been persistent on reaching out, but refused to give in to your curiosity to see what he had to say.

You glanced around the room watching as groups of friends laughed and conversed while couples whispered in each other’s ear. You had your expectations for tonight but you were already starting to feel like the odd one out in a sea of strangers.

Relief rushed through you as the bartender placed your drink down on a napkin. You took one long sip, allowing the liquor to coat the back of your throat.

Satoru probably never had the experience of sitting uncomfortably alone at a bar. Being as attractive as he is, people naturally flocked to him and this has happened countless times in front of you. You’ve seen some of the prettiest girls say hello to to him, their body language telling you that they were more than just acquaintances from the way they would kiss his cheek and whisper in his ear. You’ve seen random strangers ask him to pose for a photo thinking he was some kind of fashion model, and you were there rolling your eyes as you watched your friend play along with his good looks and charm. Then there were the ones who would shyly approach him, cheeks flushed and words coming out in gibberish as they would ask him out on a date. He always declined before walking away and making teasing comments about how cute they looked all flustered as they made their attempt.

Your face grew hot, knowing that you were just the one of the many who did the same when you showed up at his apartment with the proposition of you both hooking up.

By the time you were given your second drink, your tense muscles had relaxed. You were even humming along to the music that was playing, your chin resting against the palm of your hand while your other finger swirled along the rim of your martini glass. A buzz tingling from the tip of your finger to your toes, numbing all the parts of you that hurt.

When you looked up is when noticed the gentleman seated on the opposite side of the bar, his attention completely zeroed on you as he sipped his beverage. You couldn’t really tell from the light, but he seemed relatively handsome with dark hair that reached his shoulders, his narrowed gaze emphasized by his thick brows and angular eyes. His lips curved into a beautiful smile, making you sit upright as you dragged your finger from the rim to the stem of your glass. A match made on queue, and the adrenaline pulsed through you as you found yourself returning a grin: an invite that asked him to join you.

You could see he was tall, his height dwarfing almost everyone in the room. One hand was in the pocket of his slacks, the other nursing his drink as he navigated himself towards you. You cleared your throat, taking another sip then smoothing out your dress, your eyes glimmering with anticipation as you met his stare once more.

“Hi,” he spoke, his deep voice cool and collected. He leaned against the bar, leaving very minimal space between you both.

“Hello, yourself…” you replied, spreading your lips as you maintained that flirtatious grin.

A shiver ran up your arm when he boldly gave you a good once over of your entire outfit, taking a sip of his own drink to stop himself from beaming with approval.

“You here alone?” 

You nodded your head. 

“Hmm, I hope you don’t mind me interrupting your night out.”

“Not at all. What brings you here this evening?”

You learned that the stranger worked at a tech company and was in the city for a couple of weeks on a business trip. He was supposed to be here tonight with one of his co-workers but they were feeling unwell and cancelled on him last minute.

You couldn’t help but thank your lucky stars for it - if you were planning on having sex with a random guy the best thing is to ensure you would not run into him again after tonight.

The conversation flowed lightly but your words were tainted with false enthusiasm, you were speaking to him but nothing scratched the surface of wanting to know more about the other person. He didn’t ask about your interests or hobbies, keeping the narrative strictly on his experience in the city so far and what he has been doing. In return, you gave him some anecdotes about your own work life and suggested a few places he might be able to visit while he still had time. He was waiting to make a proper move, taking control of the conversation for the most part. You were grateful for it in a way, finding it easier to nod and feign laughter as you were mustering up your own courage to push things a little further.

With Haru, it took you months before you were even able to kiss him. Every time he tried you would dodge his advances, making him question if you were even interested in him but you just needed the time to build the right connection.

Sometimes you wondered why it was so easy for you to proposition Satoru. Once you settled your mind on making that decision, you knew there was no other person you could approach with such trust.

Trust…there it was again, only this time it stung.

Things were easier when this started, you didn’t feel a weight against your chest every time your friend crossed your mind. All you could hear was a big fat “I told you so” in your head, with your conscious mimicking Rina’s voice.

Maybe pushing yourself out of your comfort zone will be just the thing you need to detach yourself from you relying on Satoru entirely.

After all, this isn’t fair to him.

You couldn’t burden him with the stuff you haven’t worked through yet, nor could you blame him for wanting to sleep with other people. A week ago you might have been curious if maybe he felt the change in your relationship as you did, but circumstances have proved otherwise. You decided in that moment that you needed to end this entanglement you put yourself in.

Even though stopping is the last thing you wanted.

The night was turning up, the bar at max capacity with people bustling around. The scent of bitter liquors and cigarette smoke was putting you in a daze. You were distracted by your own thoughts that you had stopped paying attention to what the stranger had been talking about. You pushed your drink away, feeling the room spin. You wanted to leave, the thought of sitting in comfy pajamas with Rina while eating delicious dumplings feeling ideal right about now…

But, you were trying to prove to yourself that you could follow through with your plan.

You just wanted someone to hurt the way you did, even if that someone was your friend.

The stranger leaned down, bringing his lips to your ear. “You look like you could use some fresh air. Want to step out for a minute?”

“Please,” you exhaled, reaching for your wallet as you tried to pull out your credit card, trembling slightly from how anxious the fast paced music is making you feel.

The man gently placed his hand on yours, before giving you a subtle wink. “I’ve got this…”

After he paid, he waited by your side as you slipped your leather jacket back on. You stood up on shaky legs, giving him the opportunity to slip his arm around your waist to help you stand upright. The alcohol coursed through you, playing with your senses and making your stomach flip in the process. He guided you through the crowd and up the stairs, your mind sending a giant alert to your system from the awareness of him securing himself around your waist. 

Once you were out the front door, you had to blink a few times to adjust to the setting around you. The veil of red was removed and in turn color began seeping back in. The chill hit you next, piercing right through you and making you cross your arms over your chest. The stranger led you between the alley of the building, hiding you both in the shadows.

“Fresh air doing you any good?” He asked genuinely.

“Yes, it was starting to feel really stuffy in there,” you replied as you leaned against the wall.

The stranger cleared his throat, “I know there are a couple more bars just around this area. Would you be interested in checking them out?” 

“Uhm...” you pressed your lips together, lifting your heel slightly off the ground as you weighed your options. 

In that moment you knew that the initial allure that engaged you to the handsome stranger who sat across from you had disappeared the minute you both stepped outside. Your desire to seek out something dangerous replaced with the sheer fact that you suddenly felt incredibly exposed in the dress you were wearing. Your toes pinched in your shoes, the sides of your feet rubbing against the material and making you wish you opted for something with a little more comfort while the aroma of the establishment surrounded you, nestling it’s scent perfectly between each strand of your hair. 

“I just need a minute from the sensory stimulation,” you explained, giving the stranger a hopeful smile. “I don’t do too well with crowds in small spaces.”

“You know,” he continued, taking a few steps closer towards you, his height almost daunting as he gazed down at you with soft eyes. “My hotel isn’t that far from here. If you like, we can head back there? No crowds, no fuss. And I’m sure we’ll enjoy each other’s company...” 

Your words were caught in your throat; you were expecting this but the reality of your situation made every fiber of your being want to say no. However, your vindictive heart was overriding your rational thought. 

“Listen, I hope I wasn’t getting the wrong idea about tonight...” the stranger carried on, knitting his brows together out of concern. 

“No, not at all!” you answered back, biting your bottom lip and noting the way his eye lingered on the action. “I’m just considering if that’s something I would like to do...” 

The stranger smiled, flashing you a perfect set of pearly white teeth. He placed both his hands down by the each side of your face, before leaning forward and brushing his lips against yours. 

“How about you give me a chance to convince you instead?” 

You barely had a second to protest, before he silenced you with a kiss. 

 ***

Gojo scrolled through the many unanswered text messages that he sent you. Swiping up and down the conversation as he reread them over and over again. The dull pain in his chest bothered him to no end, and he knew it was because you were ignoring him. He couldn’t help but roll his eyes from behind his shades. 

Why wouldn’t you just talk to him? 

Hell, you could spend an hour yelling at him to get your irritation out of your system but the silent treatment was completely torturous. The two of you have never gone this long without speaking to one another, and his guilt continued to fester as time went by, the shadow of his regret looming heavily over him like a dark cloud.

“Gojo-sensei...” Yuuji groaned, slamming his forehead against his mentor’s shoulder. “If we don’t eat soon, I might die.”  

“You just placed your order,” Nanami replied from the seat across the table, “be grateful that they agreed to seat us even though they should have closed thirty minutes ago.” 

Itadori pouted, leaning on the surface as he huffed. “Ugh, don’t make me feel bad. If I knew our day would have lasted this long, I would packed a snack or something...” 

Gojo wasn’t paying attention to what his co-worker and student were saying. He just tagged along one of their training sessions because he didn’t want to have to sit through another night by himself. 

His finger hovered above the keyboard, wondering if he should send you another text but this time he couldn’t figure out what to say without coming off as desperate at this point. 

Suddenly, a call came through, prompting the sorcerer to knit his brows as he saw Rina’s name flash before his screen. 

“I’ll be right back,” he informed the pair who were too busy engrossed in their own conversation. 

Gojo stepped out of the small sushi establishment to answer her, surprised when Rina asked if he could put you on the line. When he informed her that the two of you weren’t together she went quiet. 

“She told me she had plans, I just assumed she was with you...” 

“Nope, not tonight,” Gojo replied, straining to get those words out through gritted tonight. “Why can’t you reach her? Is something wrong?” 

Rina hummed, “No, no...it’s nothing serious, she’s at Red and might just be busy. I'll try to get through her tomorrow morning.” 

Gojo sighed, “yeah, probably...If I get a hold of her I’ll ask her to reach out to you.”

“That would be great, thanks...”  

After he said his goodbye, he mindlessly stared at the device in his hand unable to ignore the sinking sensation from how strange that conversation felt once he hung up the phone. 

You weren’t exactly a socialite; Gojo could count all of your closest friends on his hand. He knew that himself and Rina were the only two people who lived in the city that you hung out with on a consistent basis. There was no way you would be galavanting with your co-workers, considering most of them were mysogynistic assholes that you could barely stand. 

He was sifting through all this information in his head, his heart stopping at the thought that there was an extremely high chance that you might be out meeting somebody else.

When he stepped back into the restaurant he was a bit disoriented by the revelation, merely informing Nanami and Itadori that something came up and he had to leave

“What about your food?” Nanami asked, “You ordered enough for six people.” 

“You can have Ijichi drop it off at my place...” 

Nanami scowled, “you forget I am not your assistant, Gojo-san...” 

“I know but I still appreciate everything that you do for me, Nanamin!” The sorcerer sang, as he backed his way out of the restaurant before flashing him a thumbs up. 

He could see his co-worker grimace through the window but matters were drawing his attention other than Nanami’s usual disdain towards him. 

Gojo was quick directing himself to the bar once he searched for the address on his phone. He was fully aware of the scene he could potentially be stumbling upon. Maybe you were already tangled up in another man’s arms while nuzzling against their neck, or sharing a laugh while the two of you were conversing over drinks…

Jealousy is a strange feeling for Gojo since he wasn’t used to it. He always got whatever he wanted but you were completely intangible. Rarely had the sorcerer ever been told that he wasn’t able to have something or achieve his goals, but on this occasion the circumstances were out of his hands. 

If he really tried back then, he definitely could have seduced you from the man you were so desperately in love with. Gojo has thought about it multiple times but the consensus he came to was the fact that it would be completely self serving and eventually you would grow to resent him for ruining your relationship with Haru. 

Instead of allowing his envy to dwell, he brushed it aside for the sake of the bond you both shared; a friendship that meant more to him than you knew, especially since it was around the time when Suguru had completely detached himself from Gojo’s life.

He sighed, if only you knew just how important you were to him. Then again, he never made a conscious enough effort to tell you. You never cared about the things that made him who he was, his lineage carried no weight in the conversations you shared nor did his wealth and power. For him it was refreshing to be around somebody that gave him a sense of normalcy, which meant that he could only push his boundaries so far.

Over time the green that tinted his eyes seeped into the back of his mind where Gojo tucked it away in a perfect box, much like every other uncomfortable thing he’s ever encountered in his life.

Gojo figured he might have a chance after your break up but everyone could see how much that killed you, including him. He never understood why you tried to hide the pain but he never questioned it either. On top of that, he made a stupid promise to Rina not to cross the line with you, which effectively kept him from trying up until this point.

It would never work, Suguru stated in his head, You know that though, right? What more could you offer her than this? 

Gojo wished he could erase the harsh truth. Having sex is one thing, but he knew what your expectations were when it came to relationships. You didn’t deserve to be with somebody who would always be half in, who could only provide you with fifty percent of the things you asked of him. He could never give you the ideal marriage you strived for, could never fully let you into his own world since his name alone would put your entire life at risk. 

What is the point in pursuing something that was doomed to remain stagnant? 

Beyond the barriers that withheld him from committing himself to you, if any of his enemies were to find out how much you meant to him…

A shiver brushed past him knowing how easily they could erase you from his life. 

He already had one ghost haunting him, he didn’t need another. 

Gojo paused when he arrived at the correct street, sensing your presence almost instantly. He managed to lead himself to you without thinking things through but reassured that he wouldn’t interrupt your night if he knew you were enjoying yourself. He wasn’t about to put a damper on your weekend just because he couldn’t stand the idea of you getting your kicks. 

That was the logical thing to do until he peaked into the alley where he witnessed two bodies veiled in black, with one pressed against the wall of the building. 

Gojo tightened his fist as his attention focused on the man kissing you, forcefully stopping himself from immediately wanting to rip out his tongue. Then, as his gaze shifted onto your face, his annoyance withered away when he began registering your response to the stranger. 

Your body was frigid, frozen in time and space while your hands gripped onto the man’s forearms. Gojo watched as you tugged away from the kiss, nudging the gentleman forward to give yourself a little bit of space. The man was saying something in return but Gojo could see the resistance in your eyes and it was enough for him to disappear from where he stood. 

You had pushed him to his limit and he’s had enough of this game. 

*** 

You had to hand it to the man for approaching the kiss with confidence but the entire time his mouth was on yours, you were aware of how wet his tongue felt. The taste of his drink lingered, as well as the tobacco that revealed to you that he was a smoker. You found yourself grading his action, if you weren’t so tense about the situation you might actually enjoy him kissing you. He wasn’t bad at it but you were clearly kidding yourself into thinking that you could do this. 

You pushed him away, ignoring how clammy your skin felt and how much your feet was now beginning to throb. 

“I-uh...I appreciate the effort but I think I might just call it a night if that’s okay with you...” 

You could see the frustration his eye but he wasn’t showing it on his face. Instead, he merely tilted his head to the side and smirked, “I think you just need to relax...” he teased, the hand that was secured around your waist guiding it’s way down to the hem of your dress. “There’s no need to be so uptight, I meant what I said that I think the two of us could have a lot of fun together. Besides, you’re just so beautiful...” 

Goosebumps raised along your skin as his hand slipped underneath your dress to squeeze your inner thigh, making you tremble where you stood. 

“You just have to give it a chance, but if you say no, I will walk away right now...” 

The answer was on the tip of your tongue and it was an easy one to give. All your efforts to push yourself out of your comfort zone tonight resulted in nothing but you landing back on square one. There was no way you could pretend that you wanted this no matter how hard you tried. 

At the end of the day there was only one person you wanted to kiss but you were still furious at the white haired idiot for unintentionally hurting you. 

You were exhausted, the alcohol was making you queasy and you were cold. 

You were ready to go home. 

As you parted your lips to give your answer, the stranger’s seductive eyes widened in sheer panic as he tilted his head down to look at his own hand. Slender white fingers circled his forearm, the figure appearing out of thin air as he stood close to the man. You didn’t even recognize Satoru in the spur of the moment until you watched him pull the stranger’s hand away and shove him, before taking a stand to separate you both. 

“Who the hell are you?!” the stranger spat, slightly afraid of the unknown man who made his presence known. 

“That’s for me to know and for you to never find out!” Gojo replied enthusiastically, as he took a step forward towards him. 

Your brain was still registering what was happening, your attention fixated on Gojo’s shoulders. Finally mustering up the courage, a whisper escaped you as you called for him, “Satoru…what are you doing here?”

“Hmm?” He replied, glancing at you from over his shoulder. “Oh, I was taking a late night stroll…”

You scoffed, “I meant, what are you doing here. In front of me…right now…”

“Wait, you know this guy?!” The other man interjected as he attempted to get closer towards you.

Gojo immediately raised his finger to stop him, “Uh…don’t even think about it. I don’t want to have to do anything I might regret…”

“Okay, I don’t know what your deal is but we were kind of in the middle of something…” the stranger argued, wanting to brush past your friend but found himself unable to move.

���W-Wha…”

You raised your brows, realizing that Satoru was using his infinity to physically keep the distance between you both.

The sorcerer leaned forward, pulling his glasses down his nose as he stared at the stranger menacingly, “do yourself a favor and fuck off.”

Whatever fight the man had to persist coaxing you into his bedroom dissipated almost instantly. You’ve never heard Gojo speak in such a threatening tone before and it was enough to scare the man to slowly back away.

“Look, I’m not here for any trouble. I thought she was single…”

“I am single!” you answered back, peeling yourself off the wall as you found your place by Gojo’s side. “And why are you speaking on my behalf?!”

“I’m not, you’re the one just standing their in silence,” your friend replied with a nonchalant shrug.

“Okay, you know what…” the stranger interrupted raising his hands in defeat. “As much as I want to get laid tonight, this isn’t worth it. I’ll leave you two to figure out…whatever is happening right now…”

The heat on your face warmed your entire body. You were so embarrassed by the interruption that you couldn’t even respond with an apology. The stranger from the bar turned his heel and walked in the other direction, leaving you and Satoru behind.

“You better have a good explanation for this…” you stated, flickering your attention to him as you tensed with frustration.

“What’s there to explain? I was on a stroll when I saw you and it looked like you were in trouble. I was being chivalrous by stopping that creep from taking advantage of you…”

“Chivalrous?! You call that chivalry?!”

“You know, a thank you might be nice…”

“Thanks for what?! Making me look like a complete fool in front of the attractive guy I met tonight?! He was doing nothing wrong!”

Satoru angled his body to face yours, “You thought he was attractive? Doesn’t seem like your type to be honest…”

You scoffed, folding your arms over your chest as you closed the gap of space while staring at him with raging eyes.

“Do not brush this off. You know you had absolutely no right to do that!”

“Well, excuse me for thinking I was doing you favor…”

“You weren’t!”

“I guess he must have been a terrible kisser, you seemed completely petrified…”

Your mouth circled, taken aback by his comment with the need to defend yourself becoming apparent. “I was not…”

“Ha! You mean to tell me you were actually enjoying that?” He lifted his shades, his baby blues radiating in the darkness. “Now, we both know that’s not you react if you’re really into it…”

You wanted to smack that smug grin off his face, choosing your words carefully for your rebuttal. “As a matter of fact, I was just about to ask him if we could back to his hotel for some privacy. You know, before we got too carried away in the heat of the moment right here on the street…”

A wicked lie but you fired your shot using Satoru’s own words against him. You could see the way the confidence fell from his face, hating that you enjoyed the second of pain.

“It’s not like I’m breaking any rules…”

Satoru clenched his jaw, “Does it look like I give a fuck about our rules right now? Instead of just talking me about why you’re upset, you decided to what? Punish me for sleeping with someone else?”

“You deserve it!”

You swallowed hard, shocked by how loud your voice grew with your response. You drew your attention to your arms holding you protectively as you shifted uncomfortably on your feet. The silence that followed hung heavily around you both. You were still simmering, knowing full well that this was not how the night was supposed to go.

“Don’t forget that I have no obligations to you, that comes with strings, which you made very clear from the start wouldn’t be attached to our arrangement…” Satoru spoke in a low tone, shaking his head in disbelief as an exasperated exhale escaped him. He brought the tips of his fingers underneath your chin before raising your head high. “Whether or not you think I deserve it, I’ve had to watch you pine after a man I couldn’t stand for years. One more night isn’t going to make a difference to me…”

You parted your lips at his confession, but he trailed his hand down to yours, interlacing his fingers as he proceeded to walk away.

“It’s getting late, we should get you home.”

***

The first time you and Gojo ever held hands was during the walk back to your place. His grip was secure around yours and you were quite aware of the size difference. He was guiding you with his long strides, forcing you to keep up but slowed his pace whenever he noticed you wobble on your heels. You walked until he managed to make it to one of the train stations.

Inside the train, the two of you found your place standing among the crowd. You were holding onto one the rails for support, but when the train halted at it’s first stop, you lost balance and tumbled into Satoru’s arms. He held you in place as you looked up, the two of you finally making eye contact after ignoring one another.

Your heart pounded uncontrollably in your chest and it has not stopped since Satoru let his comment slip. His words left you in a spiral of confusion; but you were now suffering from regret regarding your plans, since he admitted that it would have been redundant.

Since he admitted that he’s always been jealous of Haru…or at least, that’s how you understood it…

On your way back to your apartment, you began assessing the mess that was the night. You were tired of blaming yourself for a past that you couldn’t change and felt shameful for trying to drag Satoru into your issues. Despite the bliss that came out of this arrangement, the negative development of this week proved to you that you were not willing to put your friendship with him on the line.

As he dropped you off to your place, he waited as he watched you unlock the door to your apartment. With the key still in your hand you paused for a moment, considering your option of confronting his truth.

However, as much as you wanted Satoru to explain himself, tonight was a clear indication that you couldn’t bury yourself in something complicated. You needed to figure yourself out without the influence of somebody else around you, even though you actively kept avoiding that one option.

“You were right, about what you said. I didn���t want to hook up with that guy, I only said that because I wanted to make you angry…” you admitted softly, unable to turn around and look him in the eye in the hopes that it might be easier. “I think-I think we should stop this…”

You could hear him breathe soothingly behind you, your voice wavering as you continued, “…this is getting complicated, don’t you think?”

“Is that what you want? For us to go back to the way things were?” He seriously questioned.

You nodded your head, hoping that the gesture was enough for him to understand.

A shiver ran up your neck, feeling him brush the hair from your ear as he brought his lips down close to your skin.

“Fine by me,” he murmured, “but there’s something you should know…”

You closed your eyes, his fresh cologne enveloping you like a blanket of comfort.

“The woman I slept with…I only did it because of how much I missed you. I couldn’t stop thinking of you the entire time we were together. I always end up thinking about you…”

You inhaled, the words pouring out of him drowning you slowly. “Satoru…”

“I know I fucked up but I wasn’t trying to hurt you. I would never do that.”

“Wait, just…”

However, when you tried to turn your heel to face him, you felt his hands hold you by your hips to keep you in place.

“Give Rina a call before you head to bed. She was trying to get a hold of you earlier.”

He didn’t say goodbye but let go of you as he made his exit. You couldn’t remember how long you were standing outside your door for but the tears that streamed down your face brought you back to your senses as you finally made your way inside.

Nothing is supposed to change but you knew that things would never be able to return back to normal.

***

CHAPTER 15: UNREQUITED

[kiridarling]

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐓𝐨𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐇𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐬

as pro heroes, business trips are both unavoidable and frequent. but it’s weird to be away from you for so long...and it messes with their sex-drives more than they’d like to admit. what happens when they’re away? 

(phone sex + desperation + semi!public sex + more) 

𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐎

— Shouto feels...confused. He’s not used to missing people, not like this. Not to the point where he’s risking his job (and life) just to hear your voice.

— He’s on a stealth mission. every bone in his body says that he probably shouldn’t be calling you, but due to the fact that you’re both fairly busy people and he’s been sent to the other side of the world, this was the only time you two could get a solid conversation in.

— But there’s a slight problem.

— Shouto’s lodged in an alley, in enough darkness that getting caught isn’t necessarily a...primary concern. So he’s practically forgotten about the case at hand, preoccupied with trying to figure out how your voice could have gotten him so hard so quickly, and how to make it go away fast, before he has to fight a villain with a half chub. And honestly, Shouto would prefer to not.

— But his hand is wanders to palm himself through the fabric of his hero suit regardless. Meanwhile, you rattle on about your day, none the wiser.

— And really, Shouto has no reason to panic until you ask him about his day, spurring the pro hero into a flurry of stutters as he tries to regain his bearings, if only for a moment.

“M-My day? It um, it was uh—shit—nice, I suppose.”

— His response has you asking if he was okay, voice much too high pitched and uneven for him at any given moment; but Shouto’s determined to stand his ground and not let you find out, because that would be weird, right?

— Right.

— So you don’t notice. Which is good because Shouto gets to relax against the wall, hand down his pants and mission half-forgotten, smiling at your little gasps and giggles, and stutters when you realize you accidentally skipped an important detail of the story. You sound so pretty and he’s been gone for so long, your voice brings him to the edge much faster than anticipated.

— But naturally, you try for conversation, and Shouto struggles with stilling his palm to give you a proper answer.

“What i ate? Uhm, u-uh—fuck, I don’t...I don’t remember—o-oh shi—I mean, uhm, I think c-cereal maybe...”

“For dinner, Shou?”

— Fuck.

“Y-Yeah. I...I do that some—sometimes..”

— Shouto clears his throat. Fuck. Fuck, he’s going go cum, like right now, and you won’t stop asking him things—

— At this point, Shouto’s borderline hyperventilating and convinced you’re just fucking with him at this point, legs so close to collapsing they’re shaking, and finally, you ask him what the hell he’s doing.

“What—What i’m doing? I’m just...just ta—alking—fuck, fuck one sec I—there’s someth—“

— He’s hanging up and doesn’t even have enough time to worry about the consequences before he’s filling his hero suit with a groan, head thumping against the brick wall. Shouto’s seeing stars for a second and then some, just trying to regain the feeling in his fingers before he has to go fight with cum in his boxers like he’s back at UA. Though, he’ll admit it—the orgasm was most definitely worth it.

𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐎

— Keigo takes a few days to call. Because this him establishing dominance, demonstrating he’s completely fine without his baby bird and can do everything himself.

— Except he’s a fucking mess.

— He’s lost a grand total of three shirts (two of which never left the hotel room) broken a vase due to a rogue wing twitch (which he has to pay 1,000 bucks to replace, by the way) and now Keigo can’t fucking find his hero license, and if he lost that, he’s beyond fucked.

— So Keigo has to call you. Not because he needs you or anything, but he really, really needs to make sure that license is still at home, and not in some fucking sewer somewhere.

“You finally called, huh?”

— Fuck, he missed your voice.

— But Keigo’s got to keep his head down, eyes on the goddamn prize, because you distract him too easily with nothing but a giggle and a wave, and Keigo’s not in the proper headspace to be distracted.

— You find it in a minute tops, and Keigo’s legs almost give out in relief. He didn’t lose it.

— When you ask him if that’s all he needed he says yes, and you move to hang-up.

“Okay, by—“

“Wait.”

— Because...hey. You’re not allowed to act like you’re perfectly fine without him! You’ve got to be struggling just as much as he is, right?

— Yeah. Definitely.

— And maybe...maybe his dick also missed you...a bit...

— But it’s not Keigo’s fault—he’s got the vitality of a fucking stallion and hasn’t had much alone time these past few days, so preoccupied with work work work that he didn’t even have time to think about touching his dick. And here you are, sounding just as sexy through the phone as you do at home, and Keigo starts to miss you miss you.

— So naturally, when he interrupts your story to ask what you’re doing, your fairly puzzled. And when he learns you’re doing nothing, little kei perks up a bit. (Er—more than he already is.)

— He asks if you’re alone, but all he receives is a snarky comment on who else would you be with? And he throws his head back in a cackle, because fuck, he misses you so fucking much.

“Take off your pants.”

— You choke from the out of the blue request, but the way Keigo doesn’t laugh shows that he’s 100% serious, and so does the clink of a belt through the phone.

“‘S been too fuckin’ long, goddammit, just get naked already.”

— Keigo would be embarrassed from sounding so desperate if weren’t so...well...that. He’s hard in seconds and leaking the moment he gets a hand on himself. Keigo stutters out a demand to know what you’re doing because he needs to know right now, silently hoping he doesn’t have neighbors because they sure as hell can hear his moans.

“F-fuck baby bird—shit, miss you so fuckin’ much.”

— When you say you miss him too he keens over, his free hand fisting the sheets from an impending orgasm. He’s not in a position he’d prefer to be seen in, per se, hunched over himself and drooling over his cock with quivering thighs and an arm moving at a startling speed. But here he is, so fucking close, and he just needs a little more to push him off the edge.

“Fuck, I’m so fuckin’ close—baby, baby tell me that you miss me again, s-say it, just one more time for me please—“

— Of course you do (because who are you to deny such a request?) and Keigo’s filling his fist, until cum’s dripping down his cock and oozing between the gaps in his knuckles. It’s a lot, but in his defense, he’s used to coming every day.

— this an 18+ blog. minors dni.

[quirrrky]

HAIKYUU BOYS & CALLING THEM ‘OPPA’ —» scenarios —» ft. my haikyuu oppas: hirugami, kuroo, oikawa, kita, akaashi, sugawara —» A/N: thank god for that sachirou-oppa post now I’m birthed with new ideas, now my blog will be vibin with my high on haikyuu oppa culture 😌✨ —» Oppa is a word used by females in Korea to address older but not too old male relative, close friend, boyfriend or husband. The ‘oppa’ as used in this post would pertain to the romantic usage of the word (romantic interest who’s moderately older in age).

»—HIRUGAMI was laying beside you in bed while you both watched K-drama as part of your bedtime ritual. You were at the scene where the female lead shyly called the male lead oppa. You snuck a look at him wondering how he’d react when you call him that.

Later on, a few minutes in the episode, he began yawning. He must be tired. Med. school.

“I think we better go to sleep now.” You told him.

“Hmmm, yeah.” He agreed as you closed your laptop.

“Good night.” He kissed your forehead and laid facing you.

You secretly smiled. “Sweet dreams...oppa.”

Sachirou was taken aback for awhile until he burst out laughing. You laughed a little too out of embarrassment, but you were starting to get annoyed at how you even found his laugh sexy. 

“What’s wrong? Why’re you laughing?” Did he find you too corny or cheesy for doing that?

He finished laughing and turned towards you again. Propping up on his elbow, he rested his head on his hand and brushed your hair. “It’s just that...” He tucked a few strands behind your ear and gave you that smile that always makes you melt. “You’re too cute.”

You blushed. Grrr, he totally knew what he was doing! Next time, you’d surely and sneakily call him oppa in public.

»—KUROO was repairing the broken leg of your chair, while you were making him PB&J sandwich, when you couldn’t open the jar of jelly. You smirked to yourself. Maybe this was the perfect opportunity to call him oppa, especially with him looking so hot screwing the hell out of the chair shirtless. 

With that, you cleared your throat and began, “Uhm, can you help me with this?”

He just briefly looked at your direction and returned his attention to the chair. “After this, sweetheart.”

“Please...oppa,”

At the very instant, he let go of the screwdriver and turned his head to you with an impressed grin. He couldn’t believe it! He dropped his head and laughed a little. 

Kuroo stood up. He went to you with confident strides and took the item from your hand. “So, you called for oppa?” He said as he effortlessly popped open the jar of jelly. 

»—OIKAWA was cradling you as you were seated on his lap. He was throwing in cheesy sweet nothings like they were punches. 

“Who’s my baby, who’s my baby today huh?” He cooed as he rubbed his nose against yours. 

You were again having the ‘who’s the cheesiest’ contest between you two and so far you were running out of things to say. Certainly, he must not steal your ‘uwu’s! That’s when you decided that you should unleash your trump card.

“I miss you, Y/N-chan. Are you missing me too, huh?”

You nodded your head. “Yes, I do, oppa.”

Tooru gasped and his eyes widened. “Wha- Did I hear that right? Did you just call me oppa, Y/N-chan?”

You smiled. 

“Come on! Say it again, say it again. Wait! I will record it. I need to record it!” He fetched his phone. “Say it again,Y/N-chan. Tooru oppa~”

You playfully shook your head ‘no’.

“Why not?” He cutely whined. “Say oppa, again please. Oppa needs it as his personal alert tone for you. Also, I want to record it on video too. Come on, now do it for, oppa please.”

»—KITA just finished his last delivery for the day when you welcomed him home. He was removing his shoes in your little foyer when you approached him. 

“I’m home,” he said as he stood up, wrapped his arms around you and laid a sweet kiss on your cheek.

You’ve been rehearsing for this moment and you can’t mess this up now. “Welcome home, oppa.” 

Shinsuke paused for a while and an apparent bashfulness was present on his face. He remembered what oppa means when you invited him to watch one of those Korean dramas. He dry coughed and looked away. 

“Oppa, huh?” He smiled. “I like how it sounds from you. Keep calling me that.”

»—AKAASHI was window shopping with you when you noticed that he was focused on going over in his head the best shopping route that will save you time. 

You smiled to yourself. He could be serious like that but it’s cute especially whenever his expression would change by thinking so deeply. 

“Keiji...” You called.

He hummed.

“Keijiii..”

He gave out another hum.

You giggled to yourself and finally said, “Oppa”

Keiji was stunned that he almost stopped walking. Slowly, he casted his gaze upon you and gave out a slightly shy yet knowing smile. He took your hand in his and slipped it on his coat’s pocket. You both chuckled together with him covering his mouth with his curled fist while doing so. 

»—SUGAWARA kept rambling about his day. The usual, you know. His stories and the way he told them were pretty interesting. He had this hand movements that went along with his storytelling also his facial expressions were so adorable. That’s why you wanted to humor him a little today. 

“Koushi-oppa,” 

He froze, stuttered and blushed. Standing upright, he announced rather excited, “Yes, Y/N! I’m oppa. Oppa is here.”

You giggled at reaction making you want to say it even more. “Thank you, oppa. Koushi oppa.”

His face reddened even more and he covered it with his hands. “Oh my god. I can’t even when you say that.”

You called him oppa all day and he hadn’t recovered. 

REBLOGS ARE DEEPLY APPRECIATED ♡ Please help me reach other viewers as tumblr tags often don’t work on me. Thank you so so much! 

☾ COLLECTIONS: Haikyuu ☾  ✧ DAYDREAM MUSEUM ✧

[nostxlgia18]

~ birthday proposal pt.2 ~

Part 1

Warning: A very long chapter & please imagine yourself in the place of our favorite Lizzie in the pictures, bear me plz ❣

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You were supposed to get ready and leave for dinner in 30 mins yet all you have done is taken a bath

You kept checking your phone to see if Chris left a message but there was nothing, you tried calling him too but it went straight to voice-mail

'Something isn't right' you thought

"Tia get ready quick" you heard your mom yell from the hallway

"Yeah I am" you replied in a low voice

Your mother had bought you a beautiful red dress which went perfect with the necklace that Aiden gave you

You checked yourself in the mirror and you looked beautiful!

You got your belongings and decended down the the stairs to meet your family

"Ah Wow" Aiden gasped

"Oh my god honey, you look so beautiful" you mom complimented you and kissed you on the forehead

"Damn girl, you look amazing" Aiden hugged you

"Okay so let's get going otherwise we will lose our reservation" your mom said and pushed you both towards the door

.

.

"Hi, we have a reservation un - -" Before you could ask the manager about your reservations, Aiden caught your wrists and pulled you towards an empty room

"Aiden what are you doing, the tables are there" you pointed towards the opposite side of the restaurant

"Ai-"

"SURPRISE!!!!" the room lit up revealing all of your friends smiling at you

You were in a shock

"Oh my god" you exclaimed

"Happy birthday babe" Ryan and Blake came forward hugging you and giving your presents with a big hug

"Thank you so much, gosh" you teared up

You looked around to see the decor

"F.R.I.E.N.D.S, themed huh" you chuckled

"Ofcourse, we know your obsession with it. It was this party or no party at all" Aiden came hugging you from the side

"Haha thanks" you leaned your head on his shoulders

One by one all of your friends and relatives came to wish you and gave you presents but all this while your eyes were looking for those beautiful green orbs that you love the most

"Hey you okay?" Kim brought you out of your thoughts

"Uhm hey I'm good" you cleared your throat

"Are you sure?" Kim got concerned

"It's Chris" You whispered

"What are you talking about"

"He-" the waiter came with some champagne

"Thank you" you both took one glass each and thanked him

"He went to DC yesterday, um and he called me last night and was acting very weird. On top of that he has not once called or texted me today!" You said

"Oh, I think he might be busy" Kim replied

"I thought so too and I get it but atleast a text would have been good, I called him so many times but it's all going to voice-mail"

"I thin-"

"TIA!" Before Kim could reply to you, someone yelled your name and turning around you saw Lisa and Scott

"Oh my god, hi" you greeted them

"Happy birthday girl!" Scott wished you

"Thank you so much" you held their hands

"Okay everyone, let's get some music and get your asses to the dance floor" Tom announced on the microphone

"Come on let's go" Deepika forced you towards the dance floor

.

After 20 mins or so

Aiden came towards you and pulled you out of the dance floor and held your phone up

IT'S CHRIS, OH MY GOD

You took the phone and ran out of the room to pick it up in a quite place

You found an empty room and knocked before entering

You gasped

The whole room was lit up with candles

The vibration of your phone caught your attention that Chris is still calling

"Helloo, helloo Chris" you answered the call

"Hey Tia" Chris replied

"Where were you all day? I was so worried" you told him

"I'm sorry was caught up" he sighed

"Look um I ne- ed to t-alk to yo-u" his voice cracked

"What I can't hear you! Chris Chris" you yelled

"We ne-ed t" and the call cut off

"Damn it!" You yelled in frustration

You were about to leave the beautiful room when the closet door opened catching your attention

It's the person you were dying to see since yesterday

"Chris?" You were confused, thinking that this was a dream

"Hey birthday girl" he smiled

"What....how are you-"

"Shu shu shush" he silenced you

"Did you do all this?" You asked him pointing towards the room

He then kneeled down on one knee, making you gasp loudly

"Tia, in all my life I never thought I would be so lucky as to fall in love with you. You make me happier than I ever thought I could be and if you let me I will spend the rest of my life trying to make you feel the same way"

He then took out a beautiful ring and looked at you

You were a crying mess

"Tia Thomas, will you marry me?"

You wiped up your tears

"YES" you replied

He then placed the ring on your finger and stood up

You looked at the ring on your finger and pulled him in to a hard kiss

He had his hands on your waist securely

"I love you so much" you told him starting deep into his soul

"I love you too, soon to be Mrs Tia Thomas Evans" he replied and you chuckled

"CAN WE COME IN YET, WE'RE DYING OUT HERE!" you guys heard Tom scream from outside

"Come in, Come in" Chris yelled back

"So....." Lisa started

You pulled up your hand to show them the ring

And all of them cheered

"CONGRATULATIONS!!"

After thanking everyone

"You all knew?" You asked them

"Ahan, this all was his plan" Aiden replied pointing towards Chris

"Awwww, thank you so much" you confessed

"Come on now, we have a birthday cake to cut" Chris yelled and all of you went to the party hall

You cut the cake and then spent the whole night in the arms of your fiancé 🥰

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