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ange11icyuri · 3 months ago

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❝ PICK A PILE ❞

• Bridgerton (girls)

Choose an image that you most identify

With that will be your pile!

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How does your your s/o or crush feel about you?

PILE ONE ❀

your song: bad at love — Halsey.

This person might be afraid to open themselves up to you, maybe because they hate drama or gossip. This person may be sensitive when it comes to people talking behind their back/ and is easily hurt by certain actions of relationships maybe because in the past they’ve dealt with similar situations and would just like to start over without drama or gossip taking over. Despite them feeling terrified about this situation they do feel like love is the answer that they would still want to make things possible with a connection with you. They feel sorry because it may take them time to open up, or they might have a hard time with relationships in general because they may be scared to get hurt again (but their willing to try with you if it’s your crush) if your in a relationship listen to your heart and be with the person that gives you everything you need & don’t settle for someone who may not feel ready because what if things don’t work out? You should always be on your guard!

PILE TWO ❀

your song: waiting for a girl — Foreigners.

This person is open to compromise. They must really like you because they are willing to wait for you. I’m getting that they want you all the time. They definitely are attracted to you and desire you so much. (This may be someone who you know) but you are not in a connection with them for some reason. (Either you would like to take things slow or I’m seeing someone who doesn’t feel exactly the same for this person but they definitely like you a lot and maybe are waiting on you..maybe hoping they could change your mind) and for most of you there’s just someone who secretly admires you and thinks about you all the time and are willing to wait and compromise for you because they definitely want to work things out with you.

PILE THREE ❀

your song: stay — Kid Travis.

This person often worries about their connection with you. They worry that you might lose feelings or that you don’t feel the way that they do. They care deeply about you but they have no idea if you care about them still. They wished things were different even find themselves wanting to hold you and take care of you. They feel like you don’t give a shit about them because maybe you’ve been acting weird or different lately or maybe they can’t read your mind and they probably want to know how you feel and what you think. They really want you to stay. They are also hoping that the connection between the both of you works out. They probably think about having a future with you and being with you forever. They wonder in their mind all the time about asking you to stay..wondering if you would if they did ask you. If they left you before it was probably because they were under the impression that you were done with them & you wanted nothing to do with the relationship anymore but that’s not how they feel. They want this relationship and a life with you and want to work out things again. (This is for those who are in a relationship) as for those who aren’t in a relationship your crush may be worried that your family or the people around you might not accept her/him because they may be different and not what the people around you are use to..they might want to reject you in fear that your families / friends wouldn’t be compatible but if the two of you are meant to be together family and friends wouldn’t be able to stop that keep in mind)

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loveemagicpeace · 1 year ago

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Placements that make me feel safe❤️

🎧Taurus moon-with these people I feel like I can trust them without a second thought. I automatically trust them. Because I know that they will always be here and that their love is stable and lasting. I know they won't leave me. I feel emotionally safe with them. That I can trust them with my feelings .A lot of times with these placements I feel like they have a forever kind of energy. I love how they love physical touch and how they will always give love through actions, touches, etc.

💙Venus in Scorpio-their love is very deep and lasting. They will always feel deep empathy in everything they do for you. They know how to keep secrets. And they will always put you first. They have a very sacrificial energy. When they really love you, they will show their feelings in an open way. They will share all the secrets with you that they won't with others. They really have a nice approach to love, so you know you can feel safe.

🩷Cancer moon- these people have a lot of kindness and empathy in them. They have favorite people they like to spend time with and are there for them. They will always take care of the people they are close to and will not just leave you. They always understand me emotionally and I like how openly I can share my feelings with them. I feel like I can cry with them.

��Mars in Leo- They make me feel that when they choose you, you are the only one for them. They become obsessed with you and your energy. They will invest everything for you and you will be theirs even before they are yours. They have that ” you are mine” energy. I like how openly they show when they are jealous. They will fight for your love and will do everything to get you. I love how they will let down ego because of you. No one talks about it, but many times Leos will lose themselves in the love they will give for the person they love.

🦋People with whom I have 8th house synastry- I know that this house contains many secrets and intense emotions, transformations, many hidden things. But it is also a house with which you share dark periods of your life. You share the darkest emotions and feelings with others. The house encompasses the soul that you give for people and share with others. It's like" you did illegal things, strange things are happening, I don't know you just witnessed a murder" - things like that haha . And the first person you will share this with is the person you share 8th house with. You will find a deep trust with this person. Trust above all. Trust to death. Also I feel these people will always stay loyal to you. Like the loyalty you have with them it's actually undescribable. They will never betray your trust. And I love how private the relationship I can have with them. It's like me and them forever. It remind me of a song Him & I- G-eazy& Halsey.

🌊4th house synastry- because with these people I feel as if they have known me all my life. It's as if you've grown up together (most of the people you share this house with you can have a common childhood or met them at a young age). These people will make you feel that home is a safe place. I don't believe that the 4th house synastry has a bad influence (never), because it is a house that represents closer relationships and a sense of security and comfort. Cuz with who will you find more comfort with ,than someone you share this house with? also probably these people will know all about your childhood or you will share a lot of childhood with them or family stuff. I find out that with people you have 4th house synastry is like you will share a lot of things about your private life and your family that you will not share with anyone else but with them you will feel comfortable to share with.

🖤Saturn in 1st house- with these people, I have the feeling that they will never leave me alone, wherever we go, they will somehow always make sure that I am there and safe. They have a great responsibility for people. You can trust them with a lot and they will never betray you.

💘Virgo Rising- they have a feeling for the people around them, it seems to me that they will always want to serve / help everyone. In the sense that if you are close to them, they will do a lot for you and take care of you. They have a great sense of care. I feel like sometimes they think for me (did I take all the things, did I buy this, etc.) sometimes they are like parents in a good way. The criticism they give you will always be because they want to take care of you and help you.

🖤10th house synastry- with these people, I feel like they will always defend me in public. Take my side. I feel that they will protect me from others or people who are in public. Stand up for me and say things for me.

🎡5th house synastry- with these people I feel they will always want to show me off in public. This is my person and they will hug me in front of everyone and show everyone that I am the person who means a lot to them. I can feel that I can be with them who I am and have this child energy and they will not judge me for being childish. It's like forever young energy and I always keep this love alive with this people.

☁️Venus in Leo-they are very persistent in love and they will fight for your love and do a lot of things for you. You will be their priority all the time they will give all the joy to you. They know how to put you in the spotlight.

🫀Moon conj Pluto- because I feel these people will always be honest with emotions and also they will have deep way of loving & way of showing love but also they will have like this deepness they will only show the people they really love. And will never leave you & their emotions will be there forever only for you. But keep in mind they only choose a few people they really love in this deep way. There are so small of number of people they will love in this lifetime this much.

💋Venus trine Pluto- when they love you they will give everything for you. And sacrifice a lot for the love. They have deep deep approach to love and they love intense and with all their heart and their love will have the greatest impact on your life. Their love will change you & you will be the whole new person after this. Alsoo they are very hard to forget.

🤍Venus trine Saturn- I feel they have very stable approach to love and when they choose to love you they will love you endlessly and with responsibilities and they will take relationship very serious and also your love. They respect you and respect your love that you have for them. They will not go into relationship if they will not feel that they really want this.

-Rebekah🦋🌊🩵

#astrology #energy #zodiac signs #planets #astrological houses #astrology observations #safe placements #home #relationships #love

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jokerislandgirl32 · 2 years ago

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Current Mood.

Tell me how's it feel sittin' up there

Feeling so high but too far away to hold me

You know I'm the one who put you up there

Name in the sky

Does it ever get lonely?

Thinking you could live without me

Baby, I'm the one who put you up there

I don't know why

#zach varmitech #wild kratts zach #wild kratts #love zach varmitech #halsey #without me #without me halsey #one of my favorite men and one of my favorite songs together #wild kratts fanart #wonderful art op

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xo-cori · 1 year ago

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because second’s not the same

pairing: abby anderson x fem!reader

summary: morals become blurred in a motel room with your boyfriend's ex-girlfriend.

warnings: smut (MDNI), comphet on reader’s end, internalized homophobia, lots of angst, cheating, sorry owen you seem cool, submissive top!abby ftw, hair pulling, fingersucking, facesitting, abby makes reader answer a call while getting down n dirty, they both hate men (real)

a/n: my first fic on this godforsaken app, hopefully it’s okay! this is based off of an old halsey song called “is there somewhere,” i highly recommend listening while you read

When your phone chimes twice at exactly ten o’clock on a Friday night, your heartbeat quickens and the air is stolen from your lungs. Your body seems to know who it is before you do. Maybe that should concern you or serve as a reminder of how much of a problem this is becoming, but instead, you unlock your phone and read the much anticipated message.

abby: Hey

abby: What are you up to tonight??

you: hey, i was just reading a bit before bed

abby: Sounds like a real party

you: shut up lol

you: why do you ask?

abby: Don’t make me say it

you: i’m making you say it

There’s a hesitance on Abby’s side, made obvious by how the text bubble appears and disappears as she types and deletes a response. It takes her a good minute to send another message.

abby: Just wanted to know if you’d meet me

abby: Please

you: there we go. be there in 20

Before you know it, you’re driving fifteen miles over the speed limit, chest tight and craving a release that only Abby can bring. You eventually step out of your car and into the near-empty parking lot of the old motel that you’ve become awfully familiar with these past few weeks.

Your feet guide you along the farthest side of the building, straight towards a room marked ‘93,’ and you invite yourself in.

In less than five minutes, your shirts are on the floor and her hands are on your hips and god, her thigh feels so good between yours. She always seems to know exactly what you need. More importantly, she wastes no time with giving it to you.

“Fuck,” Abby says, “been waiting for this all week.”

You nod in agreement, lost in the way she grinds you onto her with seemingly no effort. She sighs contentedly when your back arches, chest pressing into hers, enveloping her in your warmth and melting away all the stress of a long day. There’s a piece of heaven in this room with her. How could she worry about anything outside of it?

“Me too,” you reply. One of your hands grasps at her shoulder in attempt to steady yourself, caressing the tense muscle, while the other gently tugs her hair. The dirty blonde strands feel like silk between your fingers and you can smell the pine shampoo that she uses. It invades all of your senses. It makes you desperate for more. So, you tug harder. Her head falls back against the headboard with a groan and you use it as an opening, diving in to press your lips to her neck.

It’s messy, just how Abby likes it. Her grip on you tightens and she lets out a broken gasp.

She needs this just as much as you do, if not more– but you’re much more generous with the teasing.

“Feel good?” You mumble into her throat, before picking another patch of skin to suckle on. Every touch sends a bolt of electricity up her spine and decorates her freckled skin with goosebumps.

Still, Abby does what she does best, and clings to any power she still has. You don’t resist when she grabs you by the shoulders and pushes you back onto the bed. In fact, you only spread your legs wider so she can situate herself between them. Then, without wasting another moment, her lips come crashing down onto yours.

It’s always your favorite part of the night; when she kisses you so passionately that you can almost fool yourself into thinking it means something.

This isn’t supposed to mean anything, though.

You assure yourself that the sparks you feel are all make-believe, silently wrestling with the fact that you’ve never once felt this with Owen. Not even close.

Her tongue quickly finds yours in a heated battle for dominance that she’s already lost. There’s no telling just how long this goes on for– you’re so focused on the feeling of her large hands running up and down your body, soothing all the shame you feel about this arrangement as you caress her cheek with your thumb.

It’s a loving gesture. Too loving, Abby thinks. She shouldn’t enjoy it so much, but she does.

When she pulls away, your half-lidded eyes land on the redness on her face, her swollen lips, her hair that’s all messy from your wandering fingers. The dim light from the bedside lamp casts a glow to one side of her face, and a shadow on the other. The thumb that was once on her cheek starts moving toward her mouth, until it pushes past her waiting lips and she accepts it with a pleased hum.

You watch her intently as you press down on the center of her tongue. Her brows furrow up and she lets out a whine.

After a few more moments, you pull your thumb from Abby’s mouth and smear her own saliva across her lips. She opens her eyes to look down at you, finally, and you offer a warm smile. “You just take it.” You observe aloud. “Whatever I want, you just let it happen.”

It’s a stark difference from your relationship with Owen. There’s never any concern for what you want; though, to be honest, you wouldn’t be in a relationship with him if you could get actually get what you want. It’d be Abby’s apartment you go to every weekend. There’d be no motel and no deleted messages and no acting like mere acquaintances when Owen gets all of his friends together, including her and you.

If you could get what you wanted, you don’t think you’d ever want anything else ever again.

“Yeah.” She agrees, slightly muffled until you fully pull your hand away. “Whatever you want.”

Part of you feels bad. You have this woman wrapped around your finger, and you have to act like it’s nothing more than a convenience.

In reality, it’s everything to you.

So, the other part of you plans to take whatever you can from her.

“You really mean that?” You ask.

“Would I lie to you?” She asks in return.

You pat her cheek. “Lay down, then.”

Without another word, Abby does as she’s told. The two of you switch positions and she watches you peel off the rest of your clothes, while she lays in a grey sports bra and a pair of boxers.

She starts to feel excited when she thinks you’ll move down further like usual, your face nestled between her legs until you’re pulling orgasm from orgasm out of her.

Her heart nearly stops, though, when she sees you pull off your own panties and begin crawling up her body.

‘Excited’ doesn’t do it justice. You’ve hardly done anything and she already feels like she might die of happiness.

You feel her hands grab your ass, encouraging you to move much faster than you are, and you hesitantly oblige. “You can push me off if you need to, yeah?” You clarify. “Don’t wanna suffocate you or anything.”

Abby nods with a quiet mm-hmm only to appease you, but in her mind, suffocating to death while you sit on her face would be an honor. She’d probably die beneath you before the thought of pushing you off ever crosses her mind. For now, though, you do your best to be gentle as she ushers you to fully hover over her mouth.

Then, she pulls you down onto it.

A strangled moan escapes you when her tongue immediately finds its target, her patience clearly worn thin as she latches to your clit. Your hands fly down to grab her hair in attempt to ground yourself, but if you didn’t know any better, you’d think you’re having an out-of-body experience.

The worst part? Only Abby can make you feel this way.

Guilty, and so, so good.

Maybe she doesn’t know the extent of your feelings, but she knows your body like the back of her hand, and she uses that to her advantage. Her fingers dig into the pillowy flesh above your hip bones, surely hard enough to leave a few bruises, but you never complain about marks until you see them in the morning.

“Abs,” you manage breathlessly, “ease up, baby–”

You’re cut off by another moan as she somehow manages to pull you down further, unrelenting and making it impossible for you to escape. Not that you’d want to, anyways. So, you just grab her hair with one hand and grab the headboard with the other as your eyes flutter shut.

That is, until you hear your phone vibrate on the bedside table. Once, twice, three times; you soon realize that it isn’t stopping.

“Fuck.” You groan.

Abby looks up at you and slightly moves you down so she can speak, seemingly much more entertained by this than you. “Who’s calling?”

“It’s Owen,” you say truthfully, “I was supposed to go over to his place tonight, but here we are.”

Her eyebrows shoot up. “Wait, you blew him off for me?”

“No shit. I’ll just silence it and pretend I fell asleep.” You grumble. Then, you reach over to grab the phone before she takes a hold of your wrist.

“Answer it.” She says.

You can’t help but laugh despite the forming pit of anxiety in your stomach, because you know that she’s dead serious. “What?”

“You heard me. Answer it or I’ll stop.” She repeats, making your eyes widen.

“…Fine, but can you please—” You’re interrupted by Abby pressing the green button for you, and you quickly bring the phone towards your ear.

The sound of Owen’s voice makes your chest feel tight. “Hey,” he says with an obvious concern in his voice. “Sorry, did I wake you up?”

You open your mouth to respond, but you can only let out a gasp when you feel Abby’s lips wrap around your clit. Thankfully, her tongue moves more slowly than before, deciding to show you some mercy. “Yeah,” you breathe, “yeah, I fell asleep– I’m sorry, I really don’t feel good today. Think I might’ve caught something.”

It’s a pathetic excuse, but you can only hope he buys it. “Oh, that’s… uh, not good.” He mumbles, which makes you roll your eyes. “Do you want me to bring anything to your place? I have this cold medicine that could literally heal the bubonic plague, and I’m pretty sure I have some soup in one of these cabinets somewhere,”

You can hear him rummaging around on the other line. “No!” You blurt out. The last thing you need is Owen stopping by just to find out that you aren’t home. “No, I’m okay. Appreciate it, though.”

“You sure? If you’re worried about me getting sick, I can just leave it outside the door.” He continues.

“Really, Owen, it’s fine. Pretty sure I’ll feel better in the morning,” you assure him.

He sighs. “Whatever you say. Just let me know if you change your mind, okay? I’ll bring whatever you need.”

He’s kind. Too kind, considering your current situation. Abby’s mouth is latched to the most sensitive parts of you, her blue eyes staring up at you as you try your hardest to keep your voice steady. She kneads at the back of your thighs, getting you into a rhythm while you rut against her tongue.

All the while, you’re on the phone with a man who deserves much better. You’re aware of this. You tilt your head back with a shaky sigh.

“Okay,” you reply, “thanks, Owen. ‘Night.”

You don’t even wait for him to say it back before you hang up the phone, quickly throwing it off of the bed onto the carpeted floor. Abby smiles, and you can feel it. You reach down to grab a handful of her hair and pull it as hard as you can– which isn’t very hard, but it still makes her whine. “Fuck you,” you huff, thighs tensing on either side of her head, “I’m so close, Abs.”

Any annoyance you feel is overshadowed by the orgasm creeping up on you much quicker than usual. You already know that you’ll never forgive yourself for being so turned on by something so horrible.

Abby sticks her tongue out so that you can ride it, letting out moans of encouragement as you finally tip over the edge. Your mouth falls open and a gush of wetness fills Abby’s, which she happily laps up with her warm tongue. Her hands wander over your shivering body, listening to your muffled moans with her eyes trained on your face; more specifically, the tears that begin to run down your cheeks.

It doesn’t take much longer for you to crawl off of her face and crash into the bed beneath you, much to Abby’s dismay, but she doesn’t let it show. Instead, she crawls to your side, placing a strong arm over your stomach so she can pull you closer.

Though all of your instincts scream to push her away, you just curl into her and bury your face in the crook of her neck. She thinks maybe, just maybe, everything is fine; of course, until she hears you let out a quiet sob. One of her hands comes up to rub your back, a soothing gesture that only makes you cry harder.

“Hey,” Abby whispers, “are you… did I do something wrong? Was it the phone thing? ‘Cause if it is, I’m really sorry, I should’ve—”

“It isn’t that.” You mutter.

It’s only a half-lie. Honestly, you aren’t crying because you spoke to your boyfriend as if you weren’t hooking up with his ex, no. You’re crying because you thought it was the hottest thing ever.

“Isn’t it, though?” She questions. “Seriously, I fucked up and I’m sorry.”

“You didn’t fuck up, Abs– I swear, it’s not you, it’s just… this. All of this. I don’t like it.” You do your best to reassure her, but it only causes more confusion.

“What, and you think I do? Because I don’t. I like you, though, so I deal with it. That’s what we agreed to.” Abby says. You can tell she’s upset no matter how gentle her voice is. There’s a certain bite to it, a venom that you’re quick to pick up on. “He’s my friend too, you know. This isn’t easy for me either.”

This comment makes you rear back a bit, looking up at her with furrowed brows. “I know that, Abby. None of this is easy for either of us. He’s my boyfriend, and he was yours at one point, too.”

“Don’t remind me,” she scoffs.

You give her a stern look. “I’m serious. This is gonna end one way or another. Someone’s gonna find out.”

Her grip on your waist tightens. “No one’s gonna find out if we don’t let them find out.”

“You don’t know that.” You shake your head. “All it takes is one fuck up.”

“So, what do you wanna do? You wanna break this off now and go back to being acquaintances?” Abby asks, voice raised defensively.

“Obviously not!” You yell, sitting up and dragging the comforter along so you can cover yourself. “I love you, Abby. I love being with you and talking to you and—”

“Don’t fuckin’ say that.” She interrupts you, which is probably for the better.

It’s different for Abby, being one of Owen’s closest friends, because he’s unaware of how well she knows you and so he feels comfortable confiding in her about your relationship. A big problem he seems to have is that you’ve never once said the word love. Not to him, at least. Not about him.

Yet, here you are, throwing that word around just for her.

She wants to feel honored, but she finds herself only feeling guilt. The kind that makes her throat tighten and her heart drop.

You groan in frustration. “But it’s true!”

“So make it untrue!” She shouts back. “You can’t just… say shit like that, and expect me to be okay with it. You’re supposed to love Owen.”

A confession bubbles up in your chest, one that you know you should shake away, but your mouth moves before your brain can catch up. “But I don’t.” You mumble. “I want to. I just can’t.”

Abby stares at you like she’s seen a ghost. All conversations she’s had with Owen about you– ones about how he’d propose to you someday, wondering if you’d want to have kids, asking if it was too early on in the relationship to think about saving for a house– they all become null. The worst part? Abby thinks she might know exactly how you feel. “You can’t? What does that mean?” She asks.

“Exactly what it sounds like.” You reply. “I try, but I can’t. We go on dates, and the whole time, I’m just waiting for it to be over. We watch a movie together, and I pretend to fall asleep so he doesn’t try anything. It’s exhausting, Abby. None of it feels right. Every single fucking guy I’ve been with– it never feels right. The only relief has been you.”

Abby listens to your rant with a blank expression, reaching up to wipe some stray tears from your cheeks with her thumb. “So, you’re gay.” She says.

You quickly grab her wrist and shove her hand away. “I’m not gay.” You hiss.

She sighs. “You just sat on my face. You’re a little gay.”

“Okay, fine, maybe a little!” You throw your hands up defensively. “But I don’t like other women. I like you.”

Truthfully, it’s all too much for Abby to take in at once; she does her best to appear, knowing her best bet is to calm you down, but she can’t imagine how much it would break Owen to know this. To know that he’s now been left by two women due to a sexuality crisis. Would he think it’s his fault? Would he guess that Abby had something to do with it? She likes you too, maybe more than she knows, but it’s an impossible situation.

When you’re met with silence on Abby’s end, you continue. “You’re gonna think I’m horrible for this, but it’s true; I’ve been waiting for him to fuck up so I have a reason to leave him. Some nights, he tells me he’s going to a party and I’ll go to sleep hoping I wake up to a text from Manny about how Owen got a little too drunk and some girl looked enough like me,” you shrug, “I’ve had that scenario in my head for weeks. It’s so convenient.”

“You’re fucked up,” Abby shakes her head, “fantasizing about him cheating while you’re sleeping with his friend? Jesus.”

“But it’s true, right? Then I could just leave him. No goodbye, no nothing. I’d give him all his sweatshirts back and let him see me wearing yours instead.” You say, and she immediately recognizes that tone in your voice. Something dark, something you put on when you know what you want and you’re set on getting it.

It hurts to hear you talk about her friend like he’s nothing more than an obstacle. It hurts even more to know that, deep down, she’d felt the exact same way once.

Wishing he’d leave her, knowing that he never would.

“Yeah.” She huffs, now visibly doing her best to avoid eye contact. Her eyes skitter around the room and it doesn’t take long for you to regret speaking your mind. “That sounds like an easy way out, but you should know by now that there’s nothing easy about being with Owen. Nothing’s easy about cheating, either.”

You nod in agreement. There’s a heavy silence after that, one that leaves you both staring down and biting your cheeks and feeling like all your sins had been laid out in front of you. The weight of it all is overbearing, but still so worth it.

“It’s easier with you,” you mutter after a minute, “and I know you wouldn’t be here if you didn’t feel the same.”

“I wouldn’t.” Abby agrees, deciding to leave it at that. “Do you… uh, do you wanna stay the night? Here, with me?”

Finally, your eyes meet hers, and she hates the way this simple action reignites the spark inside of her. You tilt your head. “Oh, yeah. I didn’t really return the favor, huh?”

Her jaw clenches, teeth grinding together as she fights back a smile. She shouldn’t be so infatuated with you– your every movement, every word– but she is.

The smile escapes her efforts and she shakes her head. “No. No, you didn’t.”

#the last of us #the last of us 2 #abby anderson #abby anderson x reader #abby anderson x fem!reader #abby anderson x female reader #abby anderson x you #abby anderson smut

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yourfatherlucifer · 6 months ago

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Without Me (SM/JY)

Ex!Idol!Mingi x idol!afab!reader x idol!Yunho

Summary: You supported him through his journey, until he realized how famous he had become. Then he threw you aside like you were nothing. Unfortunately for him..you had a plan.

Warnings: none except mingi and Yunho fighting and this one shot being shitty

AU: None

Genre: Angst

WC: 1.3k

Nets: @newworldnet

Inspired by Without Me by Halsey

“Mingi! Look!” You shook the paper in your hand in excitement but all he could do was wave you off.

“I’m busy, Y/N.” Mingi readjusted his headphones and completely blocked you out once more.

You sighed in defeat. You had been working on your lyrics sheet for so long and when you finally finished it, you were excited to share it. As usual, Mingi pushed you away without another thought.

You wondered what got into him lately. He was the one who invited you to the studio to begin with. If he didn’t want you there, then why.

“Fine.”

You folded your paper and shoved it in your pocket and left the studio.

You remembered when the two of you used to be so happy together.

“Oof!” You slammed into someone’s chest the second you closed the door behind you.

“Oh my, Y/N, I’m so sorry.” It was Yunho.

You couldn’t help but smile at his voice, relieved to hear someone who was actually interested in talking to you.

You looked up to meet his eyes, his cheeks lightly flushed, “Hi, Yunho, I was just leaving.”

“Why? I thought you were excited to hang out with Mingi?” He genuinely looked confused but he knew how his member and best friend could be around you. Even he noticed the change.

“Um..He just..he doesn’t want me in there, I don’t think.” Your shoulders slumped as your voice slowly began to quiver. This hurt Yunho.

“Do you want to get something to eat with me, Y/N?” Yunho held his hand out to you with his attempt of a comforting smile.

Weeks had passed and you noticed Mingi was straying even further from you. He even stopped engaging in conversations with you unless someone else was around.

He looked so happy on stage and surrounded by fans but when he was around you, he’d turn sour and ignore you. It hurt so much. Did he even love you?

You even noticed how he’d flirt with fans on fancalls, the evidence being posted online for you to see. It would only give you tears.

There’s no way he still loved you. He never looked at you.

He even stopped inviting you to hangout with him and the members, or even just the studio. The boys had to invite you themselves and even then, he’d ignore you.

Every night was filled with you crying into your pillow. You stopped receiving goodnight texts from him several weeks ago.

Eventually, you gave up. You had to confront him.

“Song Mingi.” You stomped up to him.

“What do you want, Y/N?” He didn’t even bother looking away from his screen.

Your fists clenched in anger and his members stared in shock, too afraid to say anything. This was the first fight they ever witnessed between the two of you.

“Look at me when I’m talking to you, dude.”

“Dude?” Mingi set down his phone in disbelief.

“Do you even love me?” Tears brimmed your eyes but you didn’t give up.

“What are you talking about?” His eyes grew bored and that pissed you off. He truly didn’t care.

“I’m literally the only one trying to keep us together, Song Mingi. You can barely even look at me!”

Mingi ignored the stares from his members and chuckled, “And? I’m not complaining, might as well break up then.” He shrugged you off like it was nothing and went back to his phone.

You couldn’t believe him.

“You..what?” Tears flowed freely down your cheeks, “That’s what you really want? After all we’ve been through? I’ve been with you since the beginning..and you get a taste of fame and all of the sudden you don’t love me anymore? I was there for you in your darkest times..”

Mingi nodded his head agreement, “Yeah, that pretty much sums it up. Goodbye Y/N.” He wiggled his fingers in a mocking goodbye.

“Fuck you, Mingi.” You stormed off without another word.

His members jaws were dropped in shock, “Mingi..what have you done?” Hongjoong mumbled.

Even Yunho wanted to run after you but he didn’t. He’d find you later and comfort you in peace.

It had been a year and you made your hot debut. You were thriving, you had your revenge planned since your breakup.

Fighting against the standards, you wrote a song, a song exposing your ex, Song Mingi.

The stage scared you, but it was time. To showcase your debut song, Without Me. But of course, Ateez was also showcasing their comeback after you. Perfect timing.

Your fingers were wrapped tightly around your microphone, the cheers finally dying down as the light focused on you.

You took in a heavy breath as you sang your revenge.

You were doing so good so far when you reached your chorus, the part you waited for, the part targeted towards him.

“Tell me how’s it feel, sitting up there? Feeling so high but too far away to hold me. You know I’m the one who put you up there. Name in the sky, does it ever get lonely? Thinking you could live without me.” You were seething as the lyrics flowed within you.

Yunho watched in amazement, he was excited for your debut. Even texted you everyday telling you how he couldn’t wait. He was the only one you kept in contact with.

He saw how Mingi couldn’t even watch. He knew the song was about him. He knew it was too late. He regretted his actions but he didn’t deserve you. Even Yunho told him that.

The day the two of you broke up, Yunho was pissed at Mingi. How could he let such an amazing thing slip right through his fingers? He even punched his best friend, something Yunho never would have done but he was angry. Angry at how horrible Mingi treated you. Treated you like you were nothing to him anymore.

Hell, you supported him all the way to his debut. You were there everyday for their training, every single day cheering him on. He was even jealous of how in love the two of you were but it was for nothing anyway. Not when Mingi let you go so easily.

Yunho couldn’t look at his best friend for days, he even had to pretend on camera that he still liked him.

Even his CEO didn’t blame him for hurting Mingi but he still had to talk with him, especially because of the busted lip he gave Mingi. The whole KQ company was like family to you, they were sad to see you go since you were there from the start.

Yunho watched as you fought back tears as you reached the end of your song. Oh how he wanted to run up there and hold you tight.

You bowed towards the crowd as the cheers erupted. While you wiped away the stray tears, you waved at your fans and walked off stage. Only to meet Yunho.

“Hi, Yuyu. It’s good to see you.” You hadn’t seen him in awhile, especially since you’ve been so busy preparing for your debut.

“You did amazing.” He stepped up closer with a smile on his face, hand reaching out to grasp yours, “I’m so proud of you.”

Mingi walked towards the voices, seeing how the two of you were interacting. He was jealous. Yet he knew fucked up. There was no going back. He couldn’t change the past.

How could he let you go?

“So, Y/N, I have a question.” Yunho’s cheeks were once again tinted with heat.

“Sure, what is it?”

“Would you like to go on a date with me?” Your heart filled with excitement at his words.

“I’d love to, Yunho.” You squeezed his hand tightly, oh how you waited for this.

Mingi saw this coming, he had to right? If only he didn’t break your heart, you’d still be his.

Now he truly lost. His world had come crashing down. You were gone forever.

His best friend won you over.

You would never be his again.

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