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primaviva · 1 year

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PAIRING: gwen stacy x fem!reader

SYNOPSIS: while hanging out in gwen’s room, you find a neatly folded piece of paper on the floor of her messy room, which is weird considering how messy she is. she clearly cares about it and upon questioning her, she doesn’t wanna spill her secret. it had you thinking, what was so special about the sheet of paper?

WARNINGS/NOTES: none! pure fluff, kissing, gwen being the rockstar gf that she is, crappy movies that’s not a warning im just scarred from actually watching the movie ENJOY !!

as the afternoon approached and the sun began its descent, the world outside seemed to transform into a watercolor landscape. from gwen's window, you gazed in wonder as the sky blazed with bright oranges, rich yellows, and deep purples, each hue dripping like drying artwork caught in a gentle breeze and blending seamlessly into the next like an artist's paint strokes. it was a breathtaking sight, and for a few moments, you simply savored the beauty of the world around you.

gwen had taken you to a peculiar sandwich joint on your date, one that she had seen being robbed by the typical goon. in hindsight, that should have been a red flag to you, but the food turned out to be surprisingly good. ‘maybe that villian that spiderwoman fought had some redeeming qualities after all and maybe he was onto something’ you thought. as the sun began to dip below the horizon, you both strolled through the city streets, not quite ready to call it a night. eventually, the clock crept towards 5:00 and gwen invited you back to her place. you accepted happily, totally not feeling a flutter of excitement in your stomach at the thought of spending more time with her.

gwen had stumbled upon a truly crappy movie on her laptop, but you were both excited to watch it regardless. it was a ritual the two of you had developed, where you would play bad movies and indulge in your inner video essay film bro, analyzing and critiquing every aspect of the film.

although gwen had stepped out of the room for a moment, you couldn't wait for her to return so you could resume watching "creature from cannibal creek." despite its laughably low budget of at most $50, the movie had captured your attention and you found yourself fascinated by its cheesy plot and shoddy special effects. in your mind, you couldn’t wait to argue with gwen once the film finished on how it was the ultimate "so bad it's good" movie and a cinematic masterpiece of our generation.

gwen was still downstairs fetching snacks, leaving you alone in her room. as you waited, you couldn't resist the urge to snoop around a little. as you explored, you tidied up a bit, putting things back in their place.

while you looked around, your eyes fell on a row of polaroids hanging on her wall. the sight of the pictures brought a smile to your face, and you couldn't help but pause to take a closer look. among them was a photo you had taken with gwen's camera when she was sick and you had come to stay with her. in the picture, you were holding the camera with a big grin on your face, striking a pose while gwen lay unconscious in the background, likely snoring away. you remembered how you had shown her the photo, and how she had rolled her eyes and said she hated it, even though you knew she was joking. seeing the picture still hanging on her wall brought a warmth to your chest, and you felt a rush of affection for her.

while you were looking around, your leg accidentally bumped into the bass drum of gwen's drum set, causing the front of it to pop out. you felt a twinge of panic at the thought of having damaged her beloved instrument. however, as you inspected the damage, something else caught your eye.

a small, neatly folded piece of loose leaf paper had fallen out from behind the bass drum cover. It looked like it had been ripped from gwen's notebook, but what surprised you was its pristine condition. gwen was notoriously messy and disorganized, and her belongings were no exception. it was unusual to see something so carefully folded and well-maintained. you couldn't help but wonder what was written on it, and why it was so important to her. the fact that she had gone to such lengths to preserve it only added to the mystery.

furrowing your brows in confusion, you bent down to pick up the small piece of paper. as you carefully unfolded it, you were surprised to see intricate patterns that looked like drummer notations for some sort of rhythm. ‘it’s a drum sheet’ you concluded.

your eyes widened as you realized what had really caught your attention, your name, written at the top of the page like a title. “(y/n),” you mouthed, heart beginning to race as you tried to make sense of what you were seeing.

your body froze at the sudden sound of gwen's door opening wide, exposing you to her view with the sheet of paper in your hand. "sorry it took so long, but uh, you okay babe?" she asked, concern etched on her face. "i heard a loud bang and was wondering what it was-"

gwen froze mid-sentence as she saw what you were holding. you froze when she saw what you were holding. you both stood there in silence, and you couldn't help but feel like you had stumbled upon something you weren't supposed to see. in fact, gwen looked embarrassed, and you could feel your own cheeks heating.

"what's this, gwen?" you questioned, looking up at her and still holding the sheet of paper with your name on it. you tried to read her expression, but it was difficult to decipher. she slowly made her way over to you, setting the snacks down on the coffee table before taking a faraway glance at the sheet. the whole mood of the room had changed into something completely new, and you couldn't help but wonder what was going through her mind.

"uh, yeah. it’s is a drum sheet. i was just working on some new rhythms,” she lied, right through her teeth.

“gwen,” you deadpanned, “my name is on it…is it about me?” your voice was curious but also filled with excitement.

she hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to say. you stepped closer to her, handing her the piece of paper. “is there something you wanna tell me?”

"okay, okay, you caught me," gwen confessed, scratching the back of her neck and taking a deep breath as she prepared for the worst. "it's not just some new rhythms. it's a composition i've been working on for a while now… about you."

your eyes widened as your mouth parted slightly, now you didn’t know what to say. you felt a surge of butterflies fluttering in your stomach, and you had to look down to hide the heat rising to your cheeks. gwen's cheeks were equally flushed, and the room was filled with a charged silence as you both tried to process the confession.

“for real? it’s about me?” you asked in anticipation as your eyes lit up at hers.

gwen nods, feeling a weight lift off her shoulders. "yeah…ever since our first date, i've been wanting to express how i feel. about you, about us, about how you make me feel- but i uh couldn't find the words. so i channeled all of those emotions into my drumming, and this is what i came up with."

gwen had been playing drums for years, and it was her passion. she spent countless hours practicing and perfecting her skills, always striving to improve. but since your first date, gwen had been overwhelmed with emotions and feelings that she couldn't quite put into words. after she walked you to your place and got home herself, she couldn't find any other way to express how she was feeling besides getting on her drums. it started out simple and quiet as she reflected on the beginning of your relationship. but as she delved deeper into her thoughts, reminiscing about your beauty, your laughter, and how you made her feel seen, her hits got harder and her sound got louder. she only stopped when her dad knocked on her door, telling her to keep it down. but to gwen, playing the drums was like keeping a diary. every hit and every variation of sound coming from her drums was a sentence that described how she felt about you. over time, she had created a beautiful and powerful composition that perfectly captured the way you made her feel. it was her way of expressing her love for you, and it was a testament to how much you meant to her.

you were surprised and touched by this revelation. you had no idea that gwen had been working on a song about you this time, and it made your heart skip a beat knowing you were the muse.

you felt your heart swell at her words, but the look on her face was still flustered. "gwen, that's really sweet. i had no idea you were working on something like this. i mean a song about me? why didn’t you tell me?” you asked, no shame in how eager and giddy you sounded.

"i don't know… i didn't know how to bring it up and i didn't want to even think about showing it to you until it was perfect. i guess i just wasn't expecting you to find it,” she shrugged while glancing down to look at the paper.

you put your hands over here as she held the sheet, moving your head a little over the paper so she would look down at you instead. “well i'm glad i found it, and i'm honored you wrote something for me,” you tell her in a hushed tone, being so close to each other she could hear you with ease from the distance. her cheeks were airbrushed a pretty pink as she felt the softness of your hands touch against her jagged ones.

her hand cupped your cheek, bringing solace to your beating heart. despite her calloused hands, evident from her drumming, they held you with an equal amount of tenderness. gwen’s love for music was evident in every aspect of her being, from her rough fingertips to her deep, soulful eyes. it was as if the rhythm of life flowed through her every movement. yet, even in the midst of it all, she made you feel like you were floating, light as a feather in her embrace. she made you feel like you could forget all about your troubles and just enjoy the moment. you loved every bit of her, from her hands to the music that danced along her fingertips, to the deep love and appreciation she has for you. it was a feeling that made your heart skip a beat.

“can i hear it? if you’ll play it for me,” you ask her, not wanting to push gwen considering you weren’t even supposed to find it.

gwen nods, feeling a newfound sense of confidence begin to outshine her nerves. "of course. i'd love to play it for you," she spoke with a smile.

you got yourself comfortable on her bed, watching in anticipation as she set up her drums. a big smile was stretched upon your face as you eagerly waited for her to start playing.

"are you ready to hear it?" gwen asked, her voice trembling slightly.

you nodded eagerly as you watched her take a deep breath, the silence of the room was suddenly shattered by a big bang as the first notes began to fill the air.

it sounded slow and gentle, with a steady rhythm that gradually grew in complexity. it was melodic, and mirrored the range of gwen’s emotions. gwen's hands moved quickly and fluidly across the drums, creating a hypnotic melody that filled the room. she used different hand and stick movements that created different sounds and textures against the drum, elevating its sound and building the composition to a crescendo. it was reaching its loudest point.

the song sounded like her heartbeat, with each beat reflecting the pounding she felt when she was with you. in the beginning, the hits were gentle and slow, mirroring the time before you two began dating. but after your first date, gwen had fallen deeper and deeper for you, and every intense hit was a sign of every time she wanted to say i love you, every time she wanted to kiss you but was too scared to, and every time she just wanted to be near you. it was all about you. you couldn't take your eyes off of her as she played, her aura glowing as she hit each beat with precision and finesse. as the composition progressed, gwen's movements became more and more passionate, her face contorting with emotion as she poured everything she had into the music. she had never felt more in tune with her emotions before, as if she was communicating her feelings directly through each echo of the drums that bounced off the walls. as gwen played, she felt a sense of catharsis wash over her, a release of all the repressed emotions that she had been holding onto for so long. every beat of the drum was like a weight being lifted off her chest.

for gwen, music was a way to express herself in a way that words could not. it was a way to communicate her deepest emotions and feelings, to connect with others on a level that was beyond language. and in that moment, as she played her heart out, she felt more connected to you than ever before.

you watched in awe as you felt yourself being transported to another whole world. gwen’s world. as the music filled the room, you closed your eyes and let yourself get lost in the rhythm, feeling your body slowly rock in time with the beat.

as the song reached its climax, the thunderous high gradually began to die down, the sound of quick fluttering against the drums still evident as the composition eased its transition back to its origin. gwen's hands moved so quickly that they blurred together. however, the song never returned to the same gentle tone it had in the beginning. yes, it was quieter, but it was also peaceful and optimistic. it was symbolic of how much you had changed gwen's life, how you had supported her to be better and how she had become a better person just for you. now, she had never been happier and more at peace with you by her side to make her days a little bit easier. her heart, the composition, was no longer slow but balanced, reflecting the growth and transformation that she had experienced since meeting you. as the energy in the room reached a fever pitch, you could feel the emotions rising, building towards a powerful climax. and when the final note rang out, gwen was left breathless, her hands still hovering over the drums as she took a moment to catch her breath.

you, on the other hand, were left speechless, moved by the intensity and beauty of her musical expression of love.

"that was... incredible," you managed to say, voice slightly hoarse. your eyes were glossy, and tears threatened to form as you struggled to find the right words. “i’ve never heard anything like that before gwen.”

feeling overwhelmed by the intensity and beauty of the music, you made your way out of her bed and slowly walked around her drums, taking in the sight of gwen in all her glory. her smile was radiant, a mix of relief and pride shining through as she looked at you. the two of you just stood there in silence, savoring the afterglow of the performance. it was as if time had stood still, and nothing else in the world mattered except for the two of you and the music.

“i'm glad you liked it," she replied, putting the drum sticks down and catching her breath. “i just wanted to find a way to express how much you mean to me, and this seems like it was the best way to do it."

for gwen, playing the composition had been a deeply personal and emotional experience, one that had allowed her to express herself in a way that words never could. and for you, it had been a moment of pure magic, a glimpse into the depths of gwen's heart and soul that left you feeling grateful.

before you knew it you jumped into gwens lap as she was still sitting on the stool. she let out a gasp before catching and holding you firmly against her, sitting you more comfortably on her while your arms made their way around her neck and pulled her close. as you embraced her tightly, gwen could feel the warmth of your tears on her shoulder. she held her close, feeling a sense of contentment that she had never experienced before.

"i didn't mean to make you cry," gwen said softly, one hand wrapping around your waist while the other rubbed up and down your back. “was i that bad?” she joked, which earned a loud snort from you which was muffled by her skin.

"i’m okay- i’m sorry," you apologized weakly, pulling back to look into gwen's eyes. "it's just... your song was so beautiful, and it really hit me. i don't think i've ever felt so loved before."

gwen felt her heart swell with love at your words. she had poured so much of herself into the composition, and to hear that it had touched you deeply was more than she had ever hoped for.

she moved her hand from your back to cup your cheek, using her thumb to wipe the tears from your eyes. 'i'm glad," gwen replied, her voice barely above a whisper. "i wanted you to know how you make me feel… how grateful i am for you, and i couldn't find the words. but i think the drums said it all."

you smiled, wiping away the last of your tears.

“yeah, your drums have a big ass mouth. maybe that’s how i can tell you own them,” you agreed, voice still shaky. “it was perfect, i loved it.”

gwen giggled at how you sounded, her laughter filling the room. "i guess you're right," she agreed, her eyes sparkling with mirth. "but in all seriousness, i'm glad you loved it. i put a lot of myself into that composition, so it means everything to me that it touched you."

she grinned, relieved that she was finally able to share the song with you. you cupped her cheeks with a bright smile, savoring the moment.

“just wish i could express myself as well as you do,” gwen admitted, her eyes looking into yours like she’s staring at the world.

you gave her a reassuring look, hands caressing the sides of her face lightly. “that’s fine with me,” you replied, reminding gwen of your willingness to be patient with her. “what you did spoke volumes.”

you stared at gwen's lips, feeling a rush of desire wash over you. you wanted nothing more than to feel her own on yours, to taste the sweetness of her mouth and lose yourself in the moment. slowly, you leaned in, savoring the anticipation of what was to come. you paused for a moment, inches away from the inevitable kiss as you gazed deeply into her eyes. they were like watercolor paintings, shades of blue and green blending together in a mesmerizing pattern. the tension in the air made her heart skip a beat, and before you knew it, she leaned in to meet your lips, closing the gap between you both. her mouth on yours was tender and slow, a reflection of her passion and love for you. you pulled her closer as she leaned her head to the side, allowing you the deepen the kiss. it felt like a declaration of love, like you both knew you were meant to be together.

as you and gwen pulled away, you rested your foreheads against one another, catching your breaths and reveling in each other's presence. the world faded away, leaving you two in this perfect period of lovers bliss.

“i love you,” gwen said, her voice barely above a whisper. you felt your blood rush to your cheeks at her words, despite hearing them before. she didn’t say it often, but you knew that for gwen, expressing certain things verbally wasn’t easy. it wasn’t the frequency that she said it to you that mattered, but the sincerity in her voice about her love for you. everytime she said it, it felt like a precious gift and a reminder of how important you are to her.

"i love you too," you replied, your eyes glistening as you looked at the love that reflected in her gaze.

suddenly, you both heard the low battery sound from gwen’s laptop. it was then you both remembered the snacks you had set up to watch a that crappy film.

"we should probably get back to the movie," gwen suggested, laughing at the thought of what they were about to watch.

"you're right, we can’t leave that oscar worthy cinematic gold waiting," you joked, smiling even though your sentence sounded like word vomit. "but first…”

before you finished your sentence, you leaned in and kissed gwen again, your lips meeting softly as you let the warm and comforting sensation of her mouth sink in.

"okay, now i think we can go watch the movie," gwen said, grinning from ear to ear as she picked you up from under your thighs and carried you to her bed. you laughed at her sudden display of strength, fighting the urge to make a suggestive joke.

gwen turned the lights off as you both got comfortable, snuggling into her side. your head against the crook of her neck as her arm hooked around your shoulder, lightly tracing your chest. the atmosphere radiated a peaceful feeling as you felt your muscles relax, happier than ever to be this close to your girlfriend.

she made sure her laptop was charged before pressing play on the movie, and you both settled in for what promised to be a night of laughter and relaxation. when the opening credits rolled, you felt gwen's hand slip into yours, and you squeezed it gently, feeling the heat of her skin against yours.

as you watched the terrible plot unfold, you guys couldn't help but laugh at how bad it was. from the outrageous twists to the ridiculous costumes and awful sound effects, it was a train wreck of epic proportions. in other words, flaming garbage. but you both didn't care, because you were together, and that was all that mattered.

when the movie finally ended, you both began your stupid arguments and psychoanalysis of the film. but gwen could tell you were getting tired by the way your speech started to slow as you talked. she closed the laptop and moved it to her coffee table before gently guiding your head onto her chest, her arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you close.

you felt her fingers run through your hair as her hands traced and roamed your skin, guiding you to sleep. she felt content as your breathe hit her neck, finding her own eyes getting heavy.

the last thing you felt as you drifted off to sleep was her strong arms wrapped around you, a warm kiss to your temple, and a faint “i’m so glad i met you.”

gwen felt a sense of pride and happiness as she looked at you, knowing that asking you to be her girlfriend was one of the best decisions she had ever made. even though she might not always be able to express her feelings in words, she was determined to show you just how much you meant to her. through her actions and her unwavering support, you knew that she loved you deeply and would always be there for you. whether it was a warm embrace after a long day, a silly joke to make you smile, or a simple kiss on the forehead, gwen always found ways to show you that you were loved and cherished.

you knew that you were lucky to have her in your life. and yeah, she might not always say what she feels, but her actions spoke louder than words, and you know that her love for you is real.

A/N: i thought this idea was so cute so i wrote this whole thing at like midnight. anyway creature of cannibal creek is a real ass movie and it’s actually unbelievably bad that it’s a comedy like the budget….that’s a post for another time anyway reblogs and everything are super appreciated ty for the love 😘

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joviepog · 1 year

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EEE HI JOVIE again i love love your writing and im so glad youve been enjoying my stuff!! anyway, sweet and simple request-- wilbur and reader having an at home dinner night :)) (if u wanna make it silly tommy could be their "waiter" LMAO)

much love !!

EEK I LOVEE THIS IDEA! ITS SO SIMPLE BUT SO GOOD AHHHHHH

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Lovely night

Who: Wilbur x f!reader

Warnings: i dont think there is anything but if there is just let me know!

Pronouns: She / they

Word count: I have no clue

Requests: @poraphia

Anything’s else: I actually liked how this turned out! thanks for the idea lovely requester!

This story is NOT proofread

Listen to this while you read! <3

Both you and Wilbur aren’t the richest people around. For you, this was absolutely fine. But for Wilbur?

Well, Wilbur is just a bit disappointed about not being able to spoil you as much as he wants. Since you both have met, he’s been obsessed with getting you little gifts and taking you to cute dates. But what he really wants to do is to be able to take you to the fancy restaurant down the street from your guy’s apartment.

He’s told you about this little problem of his and you cant help but giggle every time he mentions it. The conversation always ends with a kiss on the cheek and the same six words. “Wil, i dont need all that!” But lately he wont stop talking about it. He’s been daydreaming about you in a fancy dress and him in a fancy tux. Not the old cheep one he has for all those dumb occasions. No, he wants to be able to give you a bouquet of roses and a ring that means forever. But most of all, he wants to make you happy.

You’ve noticed that this was starting to get to him. Every time you got home he would give you a kiss and a hug -per usual- then he would start talking about this dress he saw on twitter and how beautiful it would look on you. “And that dress would be perfect for that restaurant!” And every time you say that you dont need all that, he looks like a kid being rejected of a puppy.

And so, you set up a plan. While he was gone on tour, you saved up, took cooking classes, and learned how to do your best makeup possible. You called him up one night, “Hi Wil! Are you busy?” There was a slight pause and he spoke quietly, “No, i just have to be quiet.” You gave a soft laugh and spoke quietly. “I just wanted to make sure i have the right day for when your coming back.” He raised an eyebrow and smirked, “Why?” You pouted, “Why? What, I can’t miss my boyfriend?”

He apologized at least 100 times before he woke Joe up. You said hi to Joe and hung up. “I love you Wil. See you soon?” You asked with a smile. “See you soon.” You hung up and silence fell on the room. You had 1 more week. You bought the dress he had mentioned 1,000 times, you made sure Tommy was free, and you made sure the house was clean. You were ready.

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“I’m two hours away.” he spoke and you could hear the boys in the back teasing him.

you fake sighed, “I guess i’ll just wait here. all alone, and sad, and-“

he stopped you, “Yeah i’ll try to hurry up.”

“No take your time, darling.”

he sighed, “All i want to do is get home and hug you.”

“Aweeee.” you put another fake eyelash on, “I miss you too baby.”

“Wilbur! The taxy is here!”

you laughed and he scoffed, “I’ll see you soon darling.”

“See you soon.” you hung up and looked at yourself in the mirror. you looked amazing. you hair was fixed, and the dress fit nicely just like wilbur said it would. everything was perfect.

2 hours: Tommy got there with a suit and a tie that was ties badly

1 hour 30 minutes: You and tommy set the table and clean the house. you fail to figure out how to tie tommy’s tie

1 hour: you start dinner and Tommy calls phil to help him tie his tie.

30 mins: you finish up dinner and you get out wilbur’s favorite wine

20 mins: you double check everything for 10 minutes

10 mins: you wake up Tommy from his nap and cehck to make sure you look good.

5 mins: you triple check that you look okay and you serve the food.

1 minute: You light the candles

0 mins: You hear a knock.

“Is that him?!?” you say with a cheerful smile. Tommy smiles, “No it’s the mailman.” he jokes. you roll your eyes and open the door. Wilbur has the biggest smile on his face and he’s holding flowers. You close the door behind you, not wanting to ruin the surprise, and jump into his arms. he gives you small kisses all around your face and neck; your giggling at his touch. he finally lets you go and you were so excited to see his reaction.

His eyes widen at the sight of you in the dress and he begins to ask questions. “YN? Where did you-“ you stopped him and grabbed his arm, interlocking your arm in his. you yelled out to tommy, “Ready!” tommy opens the door and the smell of delicious food swept through the door.

The sight of warm lighting and wine glasses were shows on the small table. Warm jazz music was playing and you couldn’t help but giggle at the sight of Wilbur. His mouth was agape and his eyes completely widened. He turned to look at Tommy, who had his hair slicked back and a napkin on his arm (still holding the door open he cleared his throat.) “Welcome Mr. Gold and Ms. LN. I have your table ready right over there. He nudged his head towards the table and you and Wilbur walked in. Tommy quickly close the door and pulled out the chairs for both you and Wilbur.

Wilbur sat down, still in shock, and looked at his plate. Tommy spoke up, “You see, we already served you food because your girlfriend here, preordered. Wilbur laughed and Tommy grabbed the wine glass. “Tell me when to stop.” He started to pour the wine and Wilbur told him to stop about halfway, you did the same.

“Anything else?” Tommy asked.

“That’ll be all. Thank you.” Tommy winked at you and nodded his head. As he walked away you turned back to Wilbur. “So?” His mouth is still slightly open but soon enough, his cheeky smile appeared back on his face.

“Well, i feel like I’m a bit underdressed.” You both laughed and spent the rest of the night talking while Tommy took photos of both of you.

What a lovely night.

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redrydersrequiem · 7 months

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The Raven and the Vampire

Ch 5

Jasper x oc

Marvel and twilight crossover

After talking to Bella it took about another two days before she contacted me to let me know she was meeting the wolves after school and wanted to see if I could come. I was ecstatic, this being a great opportunity to study the wolves' magic up close. Loading into Bella’s old truck, soft old rock pours from the radio. She explains to me on the way that Jacob and a bunch of his friends are part of Sam Uley's pack, that currently has about ten members and their respective significant others.

Like any good diplomat I brought a gift to break the ice, Layla made her death worthy chocolate cookies that even dad could be buttered up with. Passing all the trees on the way to the reservation we finally pulled into a clearing with a quaint little home, where five shirtless boys were currently running out.

“Well well look who showed back up”. One of said shirtless boys chimes, he’s a little smaller with a boyish kind of Bieber hair cut.

“Well well look who still hasn’t learned what clothing is”. Bella reply’s back in a sassy tone

“So this your friend you told us about the other leach lover?” The tall bulkier one with a sour expression on his face asks

“Excuse me? What did you just say?”Setting the basket of goodies down roughly on the edge of bella's truck. Taking a step forward. My hand clenched tight as im ready to smack the smug look off his face, when another voice from inside the house stops me

“Knock it off Paul, all of you, bella and her friend are our guests”

A taller man thankfully in a red shirt walks onto the porch approaching bella and I

“Bella welcome back”

“Thanks sam, I wanted to introduce you to elara”

“Welcome im Sam Uley” he reaches out to shake my hand. I immediately can tell he’s not human, with the amount of heat coming off him unless he has a horrible fever.

“Im elara”

‘Bella said that your involved with the blonde male Cullen”

“Yes Jasper and I are dating, and due to current circumstances I was told of everything going on and wanted to meet you and your pack.”

“Very well come inside the food should be about done.” One of the former group saddled up to us with a smirk on his face

“It is an honor to meet you.” He reaches out to shake my hand giving it a kiss. Pulling my hand away I just chuckled at the silly boy.

“Yeah sorry to burst your furry bubble but i'm already taken, nice try though”

“Hey i had to try, but yeah Emily made some bbq and is that chocolate i smell”

“We’ll see if any one gets any yet.”

He just laughs and starts heading into the house. Bella just smiles and nods at me to follow.The inside of the house is very quaint and the delicious smell of cooked meat and bread fills every inch. A young woman stands with her back to us, finishing pulling things out of the oven whole all the boys piles around the large table

“Boys I swear if you eat all the food before I even am able to set everything out I won't cook for you for a week.”

Turning the young woman's face is visible. I can feel the others stare at me waiting for some kind of reaction, i'm guessing to the scar running down the womens face but unfortunately for them im royalty, and have seen a lot worse

“Oh hello bella and Bella’s friend, i'm so glad you came back over”

“Hi Emily this is elara she’s jasper's girlfriend, she already knows about everything and really wanted to meet every one”

“Oh well then welcome elara there’s plenty of food for everyone”

“Thank you so much, your home is beautiful, and the food smells amazing.

“why thank you”

“I brought some desserts, they're my aunt's special recipe.”

Her face lights up with a smile and I can tell by the girl's energy that she’s glad that I didn’t comment on her scar or anything else. Which judging by the almost pregnant pause earlier has probably happened before and made her feel horrible. I swear some people have no decorum.

“Well come take a seat and help yourselves before the boys or you’ll get no food. I'll hide these for now ” she takes the basket from me with a smile. Taking a seat at the table everyone’s eyes are on me.

“So what’s your deal” The boy at the other end of the table Asks

“Shouldn’t you I don’t know introduce yourselves before you start trying to grill me or have you not learned your manners yet?”

“Oh shit she got you Paul.”

“Shut up quil. Fine I’m Paul” The one at the end of the table starts, Next to him the a younger skinner boy from earlier pipes up next

“I'm next, we’ve already met but I'm embry.” He winks at me and all i can do is lightly chuckle

“Ignore him, we all try to, im Jared it's nice to meet you elara welcome to the reservation.Leah and Jacob and Seth went to get some stuff real quick but should be back soon.”

“In the meantime please dig in.”

“Thank you Emily.”

“Now that we’ve introduced ourselves I'll ask again what’s your deal,new girl.”

For Norns sake, Odin help me not to pop this knuckle head before this day is over. That would definitely break my normal mortal cover.

“Well to start puppy, my name is Elara, not new girl. Secondly I just moved here a couple of months ago with my aunt and uncle. I became involved with the cullens and was told of what's been happening. Which is the reason I wanted to meet you all. I'm trying to find a way to protect my new friends and family from whatever the hell is going on and I'm hoping we can all come to some sort of agreement”.

“I'm sorry you want to come to an arrangement with the pack and the cullens.?” Sam’s ask quizzically

“Yes, so we should probably wait until everyone is here, I would hate to leave any one out.”

“Bella you have anything to say about this, does Jacob know?”

“I’ve been trying to get Jacob and Edward to see reason for long enough, I'm fine letting elara try her hand at it. She’s very diplomatic and understanding.”

Before anyone can make another comment the sound of car pulling up to the house and three other voices come closer

“That will be Jacob and the rest of them.”

“Hey we're here is the food ready i'm starvin”

“Your always hungry Seth”, a female voice speaks up

“Hey, I'm a growing boy I ne, Oh hello I’ve never meet you before”

A young boy possible early teens walks in, followed by a statuesque women behind him. And then finally a well built other male sporting a shorter hair style and stance much like Sam did when I first met him until he saw bella.

“Hey bella you came”

“Hey Jacob, yeah thanks for inviting me over I want to introduce you guys to my friend elara.”

“Hello”

“Hi, nice to meet you. Any friend of Bella’s is a friend of mine” Jacob reaches out and vigorously shakes my hand.

“Bella said you wanted to know more about the pack and everything that's going on now that you’ve been brought into everything.”

“Oh you're the new one the blonde leach is with.”The women im guessing is Leah speaks, Norns the wolves really don't like the cullens

“Jasper is my boyfriend and I adore him and his family. Now I came her to be friendly, but if you wish to continue bashing others when they aren’t even here to defend themselves maybe i should leave”

“Hey it's fine we're cool, we all just need to calm down. Guys please Elara is my friend and we’ve been over this before, no bashing, i don't let the cullens talk bad about you guys.” Bella quickly directs the conversation

“Whatever.” Leah lets out with a scoff going to join Paul on the other side of the table.

“Maybe we should just get this over with. What is it you wanted to ask my pack Elara”

“Well I'm not really here to grill you guys so we don't all have to be so serious. I was simply interested in learning about your history and shifting capabilities. But if that's not my place i'm fine with just sharing a delicious meal with some of bellas close friends.”

“No, it's fine. I'm sorry that they aren’t very trusting but we'd be happy to tell you about our culture and its history. Hell the black family has been here forever and what I don't know, I can easily ask my dad, he’s even on the tribe's counsel.”

“That would be amazing.”

Once the wolves got some food in them the very air seemed much more relaxed as Jacob regaled me with the same tale he told bella before

(If you know the story you know if not you may want to google)

“Wow that story was incredible”

“Why thank you elara you know your pretty lucky not a lot of non natives get to hear our tales.”

“That’s a shame Jacob. Your people have such a beautiful culture and history. I hate when others trample on that simply because its not their own”.

“I feel the exact same. You know your pretty cool, I honestly thought you’d be different for some reason”

“Oh i'm a very complex person your just catching me on a good day” Laughs go around and i feel very at peace with the atmosphere

“Question for you all though is there any way i can see your wolf forms or is that a sensitive topic”

“Well i don't know, Sam what do you think”- Jacob

“It up to you all if you want to show her or not”.- Sam

“I'm all up for it, beautiful, maybe then you’ll fall for me instead.” -embry

“Keep dreaming embry”. Jared says as he smacks embry shoulder

“I guess that settles it come on let's go outside”

Walking out with the boys bickering and fighting like little wolf cubs. Jacob finally turns to me and bella.

“Ok well show you but just stay here and dont get so close to us when we are shifting,Ok, you got to promise. Bella already knows not to.”

“Ok I promise scouts honor “ I watch as Jared, embry, Seth and Paul all go behind the tree line for a moment and then the next four beautiful huge wolves emerge. They were much taller and wider than regular wolves of the world but nowhere near the size of fenerir.

“Wow you're beautiful” I say as I approach the dark silver wolf. Huffing comes from the wolfs around me almost like a canine laugh

“Awww look Paul at least someone thinks your ugly hide is pretty”. Jacob says snidly from beside me

“Im sorry I meant your all very handsome wolves”

“Embry says he doesn’t mind being called beautiful if it's you saying it”.

“How do you know.?”

“We have a mind link so we can understand what each other is saying i don't mind translating for you though”

“Thanks Jacob, which one is embry though.”

“Hahahah he’s the small gray one with the black spots, and gray nose”

“Well then you are a very beautiful embry.” The wolf smiles and promptly nudges me with his head wanting pets like an overgrown golden retriever. I pet embry while the rest of them are fighting and running around us. The atmosphere is very zen as the sun slowly falls into the horizon of trees.

“You guys i know that you dont like the cullens and i know you have a reason not to but i can tell you would be an amazing aid to stop what is to come. I sincerely hope we can come to some kind of agreement.” Sam rustles behind me as embry takes his head off my lap to go back into the tree line with the rest of the boys.

“We understand your point elara but I must do what’s best for my people and my pack and I won't put them in unnecessary danger. We will talk about it and decide as a pack, but you must understand it may not be the decision you wish for.”

“I understand. You're a good leader Sam.”

He just smiles and nods his head. The others finally rejoin us and I thank them all for showing me their wolf forms and allowing me to know their stories. I absolutely doubled back to say goodbye to Emily and exchange numbers with her. Her food was to die for and I wouldn't mind having another friend in this world before BelIa and I rode back to her house. The ride is silent, the rain hitting the window as we both collect our thoughts. I personally feel we could get the two clans to work together for the better but based on the number of missing people lucas had discovered i knew even if they joined they still would be outnumbered. Alice’s vision haunting me. the thought residing in the back of my mind that i may have to step in sooner than i thought.

“I have nothing to wear” Bella moans next to me as she slumps down on her bed. Every item of clothing she owned strewn about her room

“Bella, it's just a graduation party, it will be fine. And besides Alice is on her way over soon anyway you know she'll be able to find something for you.”

“Yeah yeah you're right. I guess it’s just stress. School stuff colliding with this vampire stuff is not really mixing well.”

“I understand Bella but the Cullens will keep you safe and didn’t you invite jacob. He'll probably bring some friends so there’s even more protectors it finally seems like the pack and the Cullens are actually getting along, Heck we might be looking at an alliance soon.”

“Yeah about that.” The way she said that was not comforting.

“What happened?

“Well, jacob came over yesterday and kinda tried to kiss me and I punched him.”

“WHAT!”

“Yeah”

“Is that why your hands all red? I thought you might have fallen on the ice again or something.”

“Oh thank you for your vote of confidence”

“You know what I mean bella. Is everything ok? Are you ok?”

“I mean I don't know. Jacob has been a big part of my life and helped me a lot. I just don't want to lose him but my heart lies with Edward, and I know the Cullens will need the pack to help, and now I fear I've messed everything up.”

“Oh bella no, no its ok come here.” I bring the girl towards me and hug her shoulder. I can understand her stress.

“All will be ok I promise now let’s get back to what you want to wear”

“ I knew exactly what I would have worn, my favorite red blouse. If it weren’t for that Stupid thieving annoying vampire.”

“What did I do?” Alice demanded, leaning casually beside the open window as if she'd been there the whole time. Scaring the crap out of me and Bella in the process.

“Knock,knock.” She added with a grin after seeing our shocked faces. Casually she throws a flat white box onto the bed bedside Bella and I.

“Is it really so hard to wait for me to get to the door?” Bella asked from beside me.

“Yup besides you knew I was coming anyway.”

“Whatever, can you believe this elara?” Bella asks once again Turning to me

“Hey, I have no comment.” Barely able to keep the smile off my face at Alice’s shenanigans

““Just look in the box bella trust me its the perfect thing to wear tonight.” Looking into the box the pretty ensemble did look great and would definitely look good for bella.

“Go ahead, admit it, I'm amazing.”

“Thank you alice.” Bella mumbles

“Your definitely welcome bells now get ready and elara you to, you got to go get ready as well.”

“I know I was just waiting around for you. Everything will be ok bella i promise you now get ready tonight will be fun.” I pick up my things and wave bye to bella as alice and I walk out and go our separate ways to get ready for the upcoming ceremony and considing party

I did have to admit it was an interesting experience from a midgardians stand point. I can see why it would be so celebrated, it was almost like a naming ceremony on Asgard when young gods and goddesses get their godheads. Even though I'm already a young master magician of the magic tower of Asgard I have still yet to gain my official godhead, but its only a matter of time. Just in case mother and father wanted to see the ceremony I had Mila and Lucas record it. They were currently talking with the Cullen matriarch’s while the rest of us took off the ugly yellow robes. The four had become rather good friends,which I was glad for.

“Hey there’s our little raven”. Mila says lovingly

“Little raven?” jasper asks questioningly

“My father has been calling me that since I was small. It’s just became my nickname.”

“You looked lovely out there sweety your parents would be proud

“Thanks aunty.”

“yes you looked like a beautiful banana” lucas laughingly states

“uncle !”Everyone simply laughs as we all enjoy the end of the ceremony before the graduation party starts

Several hours later and The party was in full swing at the cullens house, many of the students in awe at the fabled cullens home. Covered in graduation decorations courtesy of the resident pixie like Cullen. The party’s in full swing when the doorbell rang. Swinging the door open I see Jacob on the other side of it. Rosealie asks quietly who invited the werewolf to which Bella guiltily claims she did. Odin I could already tell this probably wasn’t going to end well. Bella walks over to greet Jacob and I stay behind not wanting to leave the young girl alone with said male after she told me of the fight the last time they met.

As Jacob greets Bella I see more heads pop up beside him. Not only had Jacob shown up to the cullens home but he brought along Quil and Embry. Boy was I gonna have to steer embry towards someone else. I'm pretty sure Jasper would have his furry head if he tried to flirt with me again. Heated words bring me back out of my head as i hear the last bit of jacob and Bella’s conversation

“What are you doing here?” Bella asks with a grumpy look on her face.

“You invited me remember.” Jacob says snidely back

“In case my right hook was too subtle for you, let me translate that was me un inviting you”. Bella states trying to close the door on the boys.

“Oh come on bella don't pretend like i'm not here”

The drama ensues between the two when I notice Alice has gone deathly silent, her very being turning gray. She’s in the midst of a vision, and judging by her and Edward's face it was not a good one. Before i could say a word alice, edward and jasper all but ran to the kitchen leaving a confused bella, wolf trio and i in the wake.

What’s wrong with them?” Quil asks

I dont know but lets find out

Bella the wolves and i all quickly turn into the kitchen. To see most of the cullens with worried expressions.

“Alice what happened, what's wrong”. I say coming to crouch in front of the sitting pixie taking her shaking hands into mine. Still she said nothing, I could only register edward and jasper grumbling before rue rushed over to her mate taking my place

“Edward, what's going on? Did Alice see something?

“Bella I. elara can you take Bella back to the living room? I think we all need to talk real quick.”

“No bella and i deserve to know what’s going on,” before Edward can argue further jasper takes my hands pulling me close

“Darlin. Look at me, I need your help, we need you and Bella to somehow get the party to end a little early, We need the humans to go home.

“Jasper what happened what’s going on?”

“Darlin please.” Looking at his face i knew alice must have seen something. Bad so I take the hint and grab Bella, she complains as we leave the kitchen to go back into the Frey. I push her and the wolves to go start breaking the news to people which they begrudgingly do I however stop around the corner. Using my powers I try to look into Edward or Alice’s mind to try and see what it is that has them all so shocked and To my horror my worst dreams are confirmed.

Alice's vision slowly plays, the cullens facing an army of new borns. Like a movie playing I see rose tossed to the side as newborns tackle emmet. Carlise and esme are back to back as newborns surround them, rue is on the ground as Alice holds her, but All I can think of is where is jasper. The vision turns and I see him now fighting off four others when another gets their hands on him and then..NO……I break out. I can’t, I can’t see this happen. I, i. Bellas voice breaks me out of the episode i'm spiraling into.

“elara i need help i can’t think of an excuse to get everyone to leave.”

“Im coming”

We make an announcement that some family was coming in early tomorrow of the cullens and unfortunately the party was going to start having to wrap up and be over in the next hour or so. Everyone seems slightly disappointed but they all understand people start saying their goodbyes and getting one last drink or snack to go. The majority of the cullens come back out of the kitchen they all disappeared into. Ever the gracious host i see Esme instructing the others

Jasper saddles up to me. Everyone seems to be having a good time as a slower song comes on to help wind the party down. Jasper pulls me into him to sway softly to the music

“I don't believe i've told you how beautiful you look tonight darling”

“You did cowboy every chance you’ve gotten but I dont mind hearing it again. You look just as handsome, even when you're trying to redirect my attention’. I reply kissing his cheek.

“I know you’ve been worried about everything that's going on darling but I want you to listen to me. I truly want you to embrace this moment. It might not seem like much but it's a human experience I definitely want you to have, without worrying about the newborns and things going on with everyone. You're only human and just like Edward I want this life for you.”

“Oh love you need not worry about me. I am embracing every moment I have in forks, trust me, but you also have to know nothing is going to stop me from worrying about you and the others. Especially after what just happened, I know by now how Alice and Edward reacted to that vision it wasn’t good. Please tell me what’s going on. I can do so much more than you think.”

“Darlin it's fine edward got jacob to call the pack over so we can all talk. Your right Alice’s vision was not a great one but i don't want you to worry about it because it's not a Definite future. Her visions can change just as quickly as they start. I promise you, everything is going to be ok.”

All I can do is hold my love close as I know he is trying to reassure me but all it did was convince me that i may have to step in sooner tan i planned.

The normal humans had all finally dispersed from the cullens home. Everyone had cleaned up and the pack finally arrived at the cullens home.

“So tell us Carlisle why Jacob was so adamant my pack be here.”

“Of course Sam, during the party Alice had a Vision it seems Victoria has made her mind up.”

“You’re all going to Seattle then”. Sam asks

“No.” Alice pipes up from her spot beside jasper and rue. “They’re coming here.”

“To forks.”

“Yes.”

“So you’ve brought a pack of blood thirsty leeches to our front door.” Sam says angrily

“Sam, that's not fair. Bella and the Cullens have no say in the choices this Victoria makes; she decided to start a war with them, not the other way around. They were trying to protect their family. Just as you would if situations were different.”

Jacobs' expression was disapproving, I couldn't tell if it was what I just said or the whole situation in of itself, until he finally spoke up.

“We can’t let them come that far, there aren’t enough of us to protect the town.”

“Maybe not, but Sam I do apologize for what my family has caused with your tribe but we need to all come together. Neither group is strong enough on our own but together we would be.” Carlisle spoke eloquently

“How many? Embry asks from the other side of the room. We all look at alice expectantly

“It changes twenty one 10 another but the numbers keeps changing ”

“Why?” One of the boys asks

“Long story and right now not really the time for it.

“We were already planning a strategic meeting but if we're all going to work together you all are going to need some instructions.” Jasper speaks from beside me. The wolves all made a disgruntled face at that last part.”

“This will be odd.” Jasper added thoughtfully. “ I never considered working together, this has to be a first.”

“But i know it will do you all good” i add to the end of his statement”

‘Your right darlin.”

“We need to start training as soon as possible whats too late for all of you” The wolves all roll their eyes at jaspers statement

“Three o clock?” Jared asks the room. Heads all shake in agreement.

“Where?” Carlisle

“About ten miles due north of the hoH forest ranger station. You guys come in from the west and you’ll be able to follow our scent.”

Everyone agrees, going off to their respective rooms and homes, the reality of the situation sinking into everyone. I decided to stay with jasper that night. Still shaken from Alice’s vision i wanted the comfort of his embrace to even think of sleeping

The next day much to jaspers dismay I demand to join them when training the wolves. The tension is thick as everyone pretends to stretch or cat amongst themselves as we all wait for the wolves to arrive.

“Hey jasper,” Emmett greeted him. “hey elara. Jasper letting you practice too.?” Jasper just pushes his brother away with a grin.

“Please don't give her any ideas.” They laugh and play wrestle with each other as i see alice in the distance looking particularly nervous

“Jasper what's wrong with Alice, is she ok?”

“She’s fine darlin, just nervous. Since her visions dont work when the wolves are involved she doesn’t know how this will play out and that is not a feeling she is used to. But i promise it will be fine, I'll check in on her real quick why don't you go join bella for a sec”. Jasper gently nudges me in bellas direction with a cheeky smile on his dashing face.

I walk over to the rock Bella is sitting on with a look of pure sadness on her face.

“hey bells.

“Hey elara”

‘You ok”

“No I'm not, this is all happening because of me and now all my friends have to learn to fight deadly newborns, and have the chances of getting seriously hurt or dying.

“Bella it will be ok everyone here, is here because they love you, and want you to be part of their family. Like my mother always tells me, family sticks together, everything will work out if you have the love of your family behind you.”

The brunette smiles at me hope gracing her face ever so slightly

“Thanks elara”.

“Your welcome hun.”I say just squishing her into my side in a hug. When Carlisle and Edward walk over to us, Edward with a concentrated look on his face.

“When will our guests arrive? Carlisle asks edward

He replies with a minute and a half but i'm going to have to translate for them.”

“What why?” I ask

“Cause they dont trust us in their human forms”

“Understandable, this is hard for them, I'm just grateful they are coming at all”. Carlisle adds solemnly, Bella just stares at edward. ”They’re coming as wolves?” He just stares back, gently nodding, I see thoughts forming behind his eyes. But before I can comment on it edwards head snaps to the left his stance going ridged

Prepare yourselves they’ve been holding out on us”

“What do you mean?” Rue asks from next to Alice

Shh he cautioned and stared past her into the darkness of the woods. The cullens informal circle suddenly widened out into a loose line with Jasper and Emmett at the spear point. I could tell Edward wished he was in the front with them as well but he just tightens his hold on Bella's hand.

Damn, Emmett mutters under his breath, did you ever see anything like that? Esme and rose exchange wide eyed glances

“What’s the problem?”

“The pack has grown,” Edward mutters to me.

I guess the cullens didn’t know others had joined the pack, as I finally see the ten wolves step into the gloom. I could recognize a few like Paul and quil and Jared but the others I hadn’t seen in wolf form that day at the packs house. Carlisle took a slow and deliberate step forward

“Welcome” he greeted the wolves

“Thank you” Edward responded in a flat tone. I realized at once the words were coming from the large black wolf at the front of the group. I'm guessing this was sam.

“We will watch and listen but no more, that's already asking a lot of our self control.”

“That is more than enough”, Carlisle answered. “My son jasper” he gestures to where jasper stands tensed and ready.

“Has experience in this area. He will teach us how they fight and how they are to be defeated. I'm sure you can apply this to your own hunting style.” Carlisle finish’s stepping behind Jasper's tense form.

“They are different from you?” Edward asked for sam

Carlisle nodded “they are all very new - only months old to this life. Children in a way. They will have no skill or strategy, but they will have brute strength. Tonight their numbers stand at twenty according to our dear Alice, that's ten for you and ten for us, it shouldn’t be too difficult.”

“And there’s also a chance the numbers may go down.”Alice adds quickly

“Yes alice is correct the new ones tend to fight amongst themselves if not properly trained and corralled.” Carlisle states

A rumble sound passes down through the shadowy line of wolves, as well as a low growl that somehow manages to sound the same as Aurelius when he’s excited to go play.

“We are willing to take more than our share if necessary.” Edward translated his tone somewhat less indifferent, if that was possible.

Carlisle, ever the diplomat, just smiles “ We’ll see how its plays out.”

“Do you know how they will arrive”

“They’ll come across the mountains in four days in the late morning.” That information makes my eyes go wide

Thank you for the information we will watch.”

With a sigh sounding and some rustling the wolves all find a suitable place to rest and watch the cullens. It was silent for a moment before Jasper took a step into the empty space between the vampires and the werewolves.

“Carlisle is right. They’ll fight like children. The two most important things you’ll need to remember are first don't let them get their arms around you, and second don't go for the obvious kill. That’s all they’ll be prepared for. As long as you come at them from the side and keep moving they’ll be too confused to respond effectively. Emmett?” Jasper jesters him over. Emmett stepped out of the line with a huge smile on his face.

Oh Odin, I can already tell where this is going. Jasper backs towards the far end of the clearing he waved Emmett forward.

“okay Emmett is going to demonstrate first, he’s the best example of a newborn attack.

Emmetts eyes narrowed quickly, turning his head to me. “elara, i'm going to have to apologize to you later, after i beat jasper ass” “whatever you say em I’ll believe that when i see it”

Jasper just grinned “What I meant is that Emmett relies on his strength. He's very straightforward about his attacks, which is the same as the newborns. Just go for the easy kill Emmett.” Jasper backed up a few more paces, his body tensing.

“Ok Emmett try to catch me.”

At that they were off. If I was mortal I’m sure I wouldn’t be able to see anything happening, if the bewildered look on Bella's face said anything. Jasper was a blur as Emmett charged him like a bear grinning while he snarled. While Emmett was incredibly quick, Jasper was quicker. Jasper basically became a ghost any time Emmett seemed like he was going to catch him his fingers would find nothing but air. I see Edward keen forward a little, eyeing the battle intently. Then it all froze Emmett at a stand still, Jasper had him from behind his teeth an inch from his throat. Emmett cussed as a muttering rumble of appreciation was heard from the watching wolves.

“Again.” Emmett barks out ready for round two.

“Oh no It’s my turn.” Edward protests next to bella. I watch as her fingers tense around his hand.

“In a minute I want to show the girls something first he says winking back at me. I just shake my head at his sudden cheekiness. Going back to edward “i know you’ve been worried about bella as I have elara. So Alice if you please.”

Alice dances into the circle looking as meek and small as possible. Rue just watched on with a smile. Though I know Jasper would never hurt alice. I mean she was his best friend. I was still somewhat anxious to see what would happen. Jasper sinks back into a crouch, as Alice still stands there motionless. Jasper springs towards her using his inhuman speed to suddenly disappear, only to reappear on the other side of her. Alice appearing to not have moved at all.

“Wait what.?” Bella says out loud Rue just laughs and tells us just to keep watching. Jasper wheeled and launched himself at Alice again only to land in heep behind her just like the first time all while Alice stood. There with a smile on her face.

Interesting, I think watching alice now instead of looking for jasper and finally see what's going on. She was moving- i just missed it, being distracted watching my love train. She was taking small steps to the side just as Jasper was about to grab her. Jasper closed in and Alice began to move even faster. Like a lethal dance Alice spun and twisted and curled her body in on herself as Jasper continued to lunge and reach for her never being able to touch her. And then as to finish the dance Alice finally disappears leaving Jasper to look around quickly. Till out of nowhere Alice reappears perched on Jasper's back, her teeth hovering at his neck. “Gotcha. She laughs out jumping down. Jasper just chuckles and throws his hands up in surrender.

“Alice i must say you are truly one frightening little thing.” I say clapping for her

A weary muttering being heard from the wolves as Edward slyly smirks. I just look at him puzzled. He just simply shrugs and says it's good for the wolves to learn some respect. Before loudly saying he called next dibs on training.

Alice and Rue come to take Edward's place. “Cool huh?” Alice asks us. “Very” Bella replies, I agree not looking away from edward as he glides noiselessly towards jasper his movements lithe like a cat. When I hear Alice tell Bella she has her eye on her. My gaze flicks back over to them, Alice’s expression was full of reproach. “I'll warn him if your plans get any more defined.” She threatened in the same low murmur she just spoke in. “It doesn’t help anything or anyone if you put yourself in danger bella. Actually both of you, elara i may not be able to see your future like i can bellas but I know you're just as worried as she is, what you both need to understand is none of us would stop, we would all still fight, to protect you guys.”

I desperately want to tell Alice that I can protect myself, and everyone else that will let me but the words refuse to come out of my mouth. If I were to tell them now it may change the future that's already been set, and the fear of it becoming the one where they get hurt, is a dead weight in my stomach.

A sound pulls me out of my thoughts, i see edward had closed in on jasper now and the fight was more even than the other ones. Jasper had centuries of experience to guide him but Edward could read thoughts. Which put Jasper at a tactical disadvantage. They came at each other again and again neither one able to gain the advantage. Instinctive snarls and smack talk erupting constantly. It was almost hard to watch but harder to look away. Now and then the sharp eyes of the wolves would catch my attention, I wish Aurelius was here to learn as well. They wolves seem to be learning a lot which I can’t really decide if it's a good thing or not.

Eventually Carlisle cleared his throat drawing the match to an end. Jasper laughed and took a step back, Edward straightened up and grinned at him. The time vastly came and went as Carlisle states the end of the training period. “We'll be doing this again tomorrow. Please feel welcome to observe again.”

“Yes.”Edwards answered in Sam’s cool voice. “We’ll be here.” The pack also thinks it would be helpful for them to be familiar with all of our scents so they don't make mistakes later. If we could hold still for a moment.”

“Certainly.” Carlisle says to Sam, the cullens and bella all come forward. I start to step towards jasper edward passing me with a pat on my arm, going back towards bella and the others.

“Just to let you guys know I have a dog at home so I hope that doesn’t put off my scent”.

“It will be fine”. Edward says for Sam. The pack all come forward and take their sniffs, the cullens all stiff, I can’t really blame them but all i want to do is pet them all. I'm an animal lover. What can I say.

Everyone is lightly chatting, the wolves huffing and growling at one another. I wish I could keep this scene in my mind, keep everyone here safe and happy. But I know this needs to happen and there’s nothing I can do to stop it. All I can do is make sure the outcome changes. First things first i need to see if i can warn victoria off.

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𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 (𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐦𝐬 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 1)

ꨄ︎warnings: none (for this chapter wink wink)ꨄ︎

You've been roommates with ellie for around 5 months, you moved into a new uni apartment complex and had to be put with her.

She was known as the playboy around the school. She seemed to have a new girlfriend every week and it bugged you when she would bring them over at night. You were in a few classes with her, but you never really talked unless you told her you were going out or if she wanted to eat anything for dinner.

Tonight there was going to be a party, partying wasn't really for you but your best friend diana made you go because she 'didn't want to be alone'

Your coming back from one of you classes and you enter yours and ellies apartment complex to see ellie on the couch playing video games "oh hey ellie, free period?" you say as you set down your bag and keys on the kitchen counter

"yea, figured I'd just chill here" ellie says, looking at the game she was playing rather than you. "you going to the party tonight?" of course you already knew the answer to that, ellie would show up to the party and bring back a new girl. like always. "yea,yea heard it was gonna be pretty sick" she pauses for a moment while thinking, before continuing "I assume your not?" she says snarkily, finally looking at you. "I am actually, not that I wanted to but yea" you say smiling slightly at her, she takes a sarcastic gasp "wow, im impressed" typical ellie, honestly you didn't mind her but she could be a bit of a dick sometimes. "whateverr, im gonna get ready. I'll see you there?" you say as you begin walking to your room, still facing ellie "mhm, sure" ellie mumbles as she goes back to playing her game. You roll your eyes and walk to your room.

You pick out your favorite dress, one that makes you look practically edible. If you are gonna go to a party, why not make yourself stand out?

You check the time and see you have and hour to finish up getting ready. You've finished doing your makeup and hair, when you hear a knock on the door. Quickly you get up from your vanity and exit your room. ellie was gone, as you expected but the voice on the other side of the door makes you laugh as you realize who it is. "helllooo, I know your In there. I brought us some shots!!" it was diana, she usually brought drinks for you and her before you two went to a party, just to loosen up a little.

"Comingg!!" you say loudly and walk over to the front the door and open it. Diana pulls you into a hug almost instantly and you smile, seeing a familiar and friendly face.

"Let me guess, vodka?" you say with a smile as you close the door behind diana. "of course!" diana looks you up and down, smirking "damn, you look so good" you giggle at this. "you look good too, de"

About 30 minutes later, you and diana had finished half a bottle of vodka and were putting your shoes on to leave for the party "all set?" you say laughing, from the alcohol. "yup, let's fuck this party up!" diana says laughing with you.

ITS 2:30AM SO IM TOO TIRED TO KEEP WRITING, BUT I HOPE YOU LIKE THIS YALL!! 💓💓

#tlou #thelastofus #elliewilliams #playboy ellie #ellie x reader #elliefanfic #tlou 2 #dianatlou

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forestgreenfairy · 2 years

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A Teenage Kind of Love (salvis)

Episode 5

( travis)

I'm staring at my ceiling, analyzing all the patterns in the roof, cracks, paint peeling or water damage, all the things that come with age and houses. For me the things that come with age are far worse than cracking or being damaged. Its feelings.

When you're little you don't feel much besides happy, sad, and mad but as you grow your feelings develop along with your body jealousy, disgust among others, and love. Love is the one which brings me the most distress and anxiety, not becuase im nervous to confess my feelings to a girl or a girl doesn't like me back. It's because I like boys. Something my father could never accept, something that could get me killed.

There's a loud bang on my door and I shoot up out of my bed.

“TRAVIS LETS GO '' my father shouts. I get up smoothing my suit and slipping on my black dress shoes. I open the door and he's staring at me with evil eyes.

“Ready?” he questions and I nod following him down the stairs. Allyssa is waiting for us dressed in black from head to toe standing in the doorway.

“My condolences travis” she says wiping a tear from her face slightly smudging her mascara.

“Thank you alyssa, but you knew her about as well as i did” i pause “my condolences” i say smiling

“Let's go, they are waiting for us at the church,” my father says, grabbing the keys off the wall.

The next hours are hard to recall, many people hugged me and said they were sorry to me and my father. Everytime my father would cry or act sad I wanted to scream, I was so angry I started crying. I couldn't take it. Everyone assumed they were tears of sadness but they were tears of complete rage and hatred.

I helped carry her coffin out of the church and to the hearse, and then from the hearse to the gravesite. A small graveyard exclusively for members of the phelps ministry church, it has a few trails right out front but other than that it is quite barren.

I set her coffin down and step back and listen to the rest of the sermon my father gives. They begin to lower her in the ground and suddenly it's real. This is my life forever, my life continues on when hers has ceased. My heart hertz in a way I can't describe, I fall to my knees crying.

People begin to whisper behind me and I know my father is angry, making people talk is one of the worst sins he would always say, But I couldn't care any less than I do know. I pull my golden roasterie out from beneath my shirt and suit and hold the cross in my hand. I slump over head to the ground and for the first time in a long time, I pray.

(sal)

Today is Mrs. Phelps funeral and the whole town's talking, talking about how she died and about Mr.phelps behavior leading up to the funeral. Larry says es seen Mr. Phelps with a young woman who he says looks “shockingly similar to young Mrs.Phelps”.

It's about 12 when churchgoers begin to leave the cemetery grounds and begin to tell the events of exactly what happened at the funeral.

I talked with a women who live downstairs about it once she got homeA

“It was a beautiful, and extravagant service but other than that there was nothing of note” she says in her sweet soft voice.

“except for what Travis did when his mom's coffin was being lowered into the ground.” She frowns, eyes full of sadness.

“he started crying and fell to his knees,then he pulled out his rosary and keeled over and while crying, he began to pray. Almost every prayer i knew and ones i didnt he was muttering under his breath.'' She pauses and takes a deep breath.

“His tears are watering his mothers grave like Mary at Jesus's feet '' she says, patting my shoulder.

“Now I really must get Sam.” I don't care to correct her because I'm so concerned for travis. Him hurting so much hurts me, it makes me sad for him. I need to see him, hug him, hold him and tell him it's okay.

Fuck. i do have a crush on him. But i dont think im totally gay? I mean i've had a crush on a girl before,but i do think i like travis i mean i don't know what else this feeling would mean if i didn't like him. I don't think it really matters as long as I'm honest with him. I mindlessly find my way back to the partment and sit at my desk.

I pull out a piece of paper and pen. My therapist said when I'm dealing with feelings that are hard to express, I should write a letter to myself or whoever I'm feeling frustrated/sad/upset etc with. I write a letter to travis and it reads:

Dear travis,

I know you won't know what to do when you read this, if you read this but hanging out with you has made me realize and i don't really know how to say this so i'm writing it but, i like you travis like you. Like I want to hug you and hold you. I want to run my hands through your perfect hair and kiss your perfect face. I want to tell you how I feel, I want you to be able to tell me how you feel, I want you to confide in me. To trust me. I understand if you don't feel the same way about me as I do you, considering your religious beliefs and your personal emotions but you just needed to know.

Love,

Sal fisher.

I fold it neatly then stick it in the most hidden pocket of my backpack. I don't intend on giving it to him any time soon or even at all but I want to have it just in case. When I do this I see the letter from that boy and I re-read it. I recognize the handwriting but I'm not sure from where… oh my god, this is travis’s handwriting, i remember because one time i had to peer-review an essay of his. My brain wonders thinking of every possible solution and of who the boy he's writing to is.

Then my heart sent a flutter. Could it be me? I think. Maybe I will give him my letter on monday.

(travis)

When I get home I'm drained of any and all emotions except for emptiness and sadness. My father does not share these same emotions with me because when we get home he sits me down on the couch to “just talk” with him and alyssa.

“So travis considering the day we've all had me and your father were hoping to bring some good news” she says smiling and holding onto my fathers arm.

“Me and alyssa travis we are getting married next sunday” he says beaming down at her.

My stomach drops and I begin to cry once again, he is a truly evil man. Not only did he kill his wife he is getting married exactly a week after her funeral? I don't understand and I don't understand his reasoning but still I listen when he begins to speak again.

“We just thought it would be very honoring of your mother for it to be a week after symbolizing a new start” he says looking at me, watching, waiting for a reaction but all i can do is cry.

“Oh don't cry sweetheart '' Allysa says rubbing my knee but I just can't take it. I swat her hand away and stand up.

“Dad are you fu” im cut off my a swift slap across the face from my father

“DO NOT use foul language in this house and DO NOT speak back to me in front of your mother boy” he emphasizes the word mother and it all clicks. He wanted the amount of time without my mother to be so slim almost as if she had just left momentarily. He wanted to replace her, acting as if nothing happened.

“She is not my mother” I breathe. I walk away from them making my way to my room. Neither of them stop me and I go to bed more upset than when I woke up if that's even possible.

#salvis #sally face #sal fisher #travis phelps #fanfic

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darling-i-read-it · 3 years

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President's Daughter

Leon Kennedy x fem!reader

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: guns

Author’s Note: re4 Leon my beloved

Im posting this cause I haven’t posted something Leon in too long here take it

Summary: Sherry and Claire try and convince you to go along with Leon to save the Ashley.

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

(not my gif)

You ran your hand through your hair and held the phone to your ear. You took a deep breath, struggling to put your shoe on as you walked forward.

“Leon’s good Sherry,” you said. You heard her hum on the other line.

“How good?” she asked cautiously. She had gotten much older since you had last seen her but her voice remained pretty much the same. She probably looked so different from when you, Leon and Claire had saved her from Racoon City. You promised yourself you would see her soon.

“He’s very good.”

“I know he’s gonna be sent to get the President's daughter,” Sherry said.

“Shouldn’t you be doing homework?” She giggled.

“I am I am. I just wanna know how you two are doing. Come onnnn.” You shook your head gently and walked up to Leon who was sitting down and tying his boots. You ran a hand through his floppy hair and sat down beside him. He gave you a quizakle look. You put the phone on speaker but held a finger up to Leon to keep him quiet.

“What do you want me to say Sherry?”

“Say that you’re going to finally get married or have 5 babies or something!” Leon stifled a laugh.

“I don’t think our line of work is great for that many babies Sherry,” you said. She laughed.

“I just wanna make sure you guys are never allowed to break up. Claire keeps breaking up with boys and girls, I just want to know you two are steady,” she said. You heard a bit of truth in her voice. She hadn’t had much of a steady parentage. When her parents died you, Leon and Claire mostly took care of her.

“We’re steady. I promise,” Leon said.

“Leon! You’re not supposed to eavesdrop!”

“Sorry, couldn’t help myself,” he said. He kissed your cheek and stood up. “I have to go to some remote village Sherry but I’ll talk to you when I get back.”

“Is Y/N coming?”

“They said I couldn’t,” you cut in. “Apparently the President thinks Leon and I will be all over each other instead of saving his daughter.” Leon shrugged.

“Maybe he was right.” You scoffed and took the phone off speaker, placing it up to your ear again.

“I’ll come see you soon Sherry,” you promised.

“Is Leon gone?”

“Uh huh.”

“Sneak in his suitcase! Don’t let him go out there alone.” You had been thinking the exact same thing.

“He won’t be alone. They’re sending in other people with him.”

“But no one is as good as you. Once you both have the President’s daughter, who can yell at you then?” She had a good point. You looked back at Leon who was putting on fingerless gloves and loading his guns. It wouldn’t be the first time you disobeyed orders. Probably wouldn’t be the last either.

“I’ll talk to you later hun. Go do homework.”

“Get in the back of his car!”

“Goodbye Sherry.” You hung up the phone and put it down. You walked up to Leon and put your hand on his back. He looked back at you.

“What’d she have to say?” he asked gently.

“Nothing much. Just checking in. She said I should get in the trunk of your car.”

“Now that’s an idea,” he muttered.

“I could come, you know. I hate the idea of you out there by yourself.” He opened his mouth to speak but you cut him off. “Don’t say they’re sending you out with people. Those people will be dead before you get the chance to learn their names. This is dangerous Leon.” Leon looked up at you and you saw his cogs turning.

“The President said you couldn’t come.”

“And you’ve listened to authority so many times before?”

“No, I was authority.” You were about to say something else when the phone rang. You picked it up, immediately putting it on speaker.

“Hello?”

“Hey!” It was Claire. You laughed gently. Talk about catching up with old friends.

“Hey Claire, what’s up?”

“You’re not letting Leon do the President thing on his own are you?” You eyed him and he rolled his eyes.

“I don’t think I will.”

“Good. Cause if you didn’t, I was gonna have to fly down to your place and hop in his suitcase.” You smiled.

“I’m actually getting ready right now.”

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The two of you walked through the woods, guns at the ready. He shook his head gently, annoyed that the two men they had sent in with him had been hijacked so quickly. You were walking behind him carefully, watching every movement.

“This was a mistake,” Leon said carefully.

“Coming?”

“Letting you come.” You scoffed.

“Hey, if it weren’t for me you’d be alone out here. I’m happy I came to watch your six.” Leon spared you a look.

“What if we get separated?”

“We won’t.”

“What if we do? I’m going to have to choose between you and Ashley and then what?” he muttered. You hadn’t thought of that.

“Then you choose Ashley.” He stopped completely and turned to you.

“You know I can’t do that.”

“Yes you can.”

“And if you have to choose between me or Ashley?” You paused and that was enough for him.

“The President can always have another daughter. I can never have another Leon.”

“See? This was a mistake.” You both kept walking. There was a beep on Leon’s device at his hip. He picked it up and in the incoming image was Hunnigan. You had worked with her before.

“I see you brought company,” she muttered.

“Hi Ingrid!” you said, waving at her image behind Leon. Leon tried to hide his smile. She gave you a pointed look.

“You know you aren’t supposed to be there.”

“Gonna come get me?” She paused and you smiled, slinking away from the image.

“We’ll send backup. For now, you need to find where Ashley is.”

“Yeah, I figured,” Leon said.

“And keep your hands to yourself,” she said before cutting the image off. You laughed, reloading your gun.

“Yeah Leon. Keep your hands to yourself.”

“You’re one to talk.”

#leon kennedy x reader #leon kennedy imagines

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mouthfulloftoothpasterry · 3 years

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Hooked

Summary: Harry and Y/n meet again. This time spending more time together and getting to know each other.

warnings/ disclaimers: Swearing, mentions of death, mentions of childbirth.

Harry was out searching for a book. He had left Loralie with his mother for the day since he had some errands to run and it would be a busy day. He had finished all of his books and he was on the search for another, maybe even some extra ones for his classroom. He had stopped by his favorite coffee shop and ordered his favorite black coffee to start his day of errands, then he went to the market to get everything for dinner tonight- he thought he might as well get it out of the way since he hates grocery shopping.

Now he’s on the way to a bookstore, he didn’t want to order it on Amazon or just go to a big chain store so he did a quick google search and found a small book store a block down the road from the coffee shop he had gone to. He wanted to find the book burning in water, drowning in flame- his sister had recommended it to him and now he was itching to read it.

He made his way to the bookstore, it looked like a homey place just from the outside of the store. It was a rust colored brick with two sconces on either side of the top of the book shop, a rather tall building- possibly a flat at the top. Harry looks at the cacti peeking through the windows, little flower stickers to decorate.

Harry walks into the book shop, opening the door making the golden bell at the top of the door frame sound off. As soon as Harry steps in he notes the warm scent, it smells like the owner had been baking cookies. “Hello!” He hears a cheerful voice sing while he steps toward the poetry aisle in search of the book. “Is there anything I could help you with today?” He hears the voice again making him turn his head. To his surprise it’s Y/n, he’s been thinking about her. “Oh, hi.” He says bashfully, smiling and stepping over to the cashier counter she was behind.

Y/n smiles, continuing to add price tags on the back of her new shipment of books. She had started her little business officially a bit after she had gotten pregnant with Milo. Milo’s dad had left her after she broke the news to him, they were in their early twenty’s (Y/n being twenty one and him being twenty two) so it was understandable that he didn’t want children yet but the way he dealt with the situation was just dramatic and too much on Y/n. So she put everything into her little book shop, she took out a loan and bought this place, starting planning and putting her all into it, it wasn’t easy but it was worth it.

“Hi Harry.” She says, adding a book to the stack. Harry blushes at her tone again, she’s hard to read. “Um… do you happen to have burning in water, drowning in flame?” He asks, whirling around her display of different styles and colors of bookmarks. He is a twenty six year old man, why is acting like one of his students who thinks he’s handsome? Y/n laughs, nodding while she pulls her mug up to her lips- Harry thinks it’s hot chocolate (and he’s right). “It’s in poetry, first aisle, third shelf, second row.” She says, impressing Harry in how she has memorized every single spot of her book store.

Harry gives her a tight nod, walking over to the poetry section and looking for the book. “Is this your place?” Harry asks, making conversation while the rest of the store is dead silent.

“Yeah, me and Milo live in the flat upstairs.” Y/n admits. Harry’s ears perk up, she didn’t say anything about a partner. He walks back to the counter placing his book down, not handing it over to her yet. “When did you open this place?” He questions, looking around the shop. He sees some crystals, some candles- that both look up for sale and also her personal ones. It’s cute.

“After I got pregnant with Milo. Right after Xavier left me.” She says, leaving Harry wondering. “Xavier is…?” Y/n sighs, rolling her eyes a bit. It’s only their second time meeting and she’s already giving him her sob story. “He’s what would be Milo's father.” She says, picking at her bare nails. She doesn’t consider Xavier Milo's father, he’s never been there for him so he’s not a father. Harry’s lips form a tight line, “um, Loralies mum died… so… we’ve all got baggage.” He laughs, trying to cut the tension.

Loralies mum had died, she died during childbirth. She already had a particularly painful and rough pregnancy with Lora and that was just extremely unexpected, Harry just thanks his stars everyday that his little one is safe with him. “That’s awful, Harry. I‘m sorry.” Harry smiles at her, “it’s okay. I’ve got my Lora so I’m okay.” Y/n nods, smiling and grabbing the book from between his fingers. “She’s a sweet girl.” She compliments.

Harry nods, feeling a little cocky over how well he has raised his daughter. “Is this all for you?” She asks, pulling out a small brown bag with the logo and name on it- they are cute. “Yes please.” Harry politely says, making her laugh under her breath. “If this is your first time here? You get a free bookmark with every book you purchase if it is.” She says, nodding over to the bookmarks. Harry nods, looking through the bookmarks and picking a random Fleetwood Mac one- cute, he thinks. Y/n adds the bookmark to the bag, setting it infront of him. “13.22” she says, Harry fishing his wallet out.

“Are you doing a lot today?” He asks, motioning down to all the books stacked around her while he hands her a ten and four singles. She shrugs, “the usual.” Y/n says, handing him back his change. Harry thinks for a second, pausing his response making Y/n a little nervous. “I could help?” Harry offers, setting his coffee on the table. Y/n gives him a questionable look, sharpening one of her eyes at him. “You want to put tags on books and reorganize with me?” She asks, making Harry laugh. He nods, putting a bookmark back in its place “see, I’m already helping.” He says cheekily.

Y/n smiles, shaking her head. “I guess you can help.” She says.

Soon enough they are sat on the brown carpet, mountains of books around them. Y/n has a blanket wrapped around her and Harry has his legs stretched out. Y/n is tagging books while Harry is setting by the book shelf closest to them organizing. “I swear they put something in the water fountain at that school, the kids are always running and screaming around my classroom while I’m trying to talk about how Van Gogh cut off his own ear.” Harry says, making Y/n loudly giggle, thinking about how Milo probably gives him a horrible time on Wednesdays.

“You like working where Loralie is?” She asks, Harry of course nodding. Loralie is his baby, he loves knowing she’s just up the stairs- especially if she were to get sick or hurt he would be right there to take care of her. “Yeah, I wish I could always be with Milo but one of us has to make the money.” She jokes which makes Harry laugh.

“She always comes waddling into my classroom screaming for me- which disrupts the class but I don’t care.” He shrugs, his mind going back to Loralie. “Oh shit, I’ve got to pick her u-“

“Hi! How are you, baby!” Y/n cheers, Milo running toward her then crashing into her in a hug. Y/n’s friend Mikaela had babysat Milo for the day while Y/n tried to get as much work done as she could. Usually on the weekends (like today) Milo will be in the store with her… which tends to distract her. “Um, I’ve got to go but we should do this again? Maybe… over dinner?” Harry asks, Y/n’s face lighting up.

“Are you asking me on a date?” She teases, Harry blushing and nodding. Y/n laughs, slipping her phone from her pocket, “take my number and we can schedule that date you’re begging me for.” She teases.

Harry gets her number, thanking her for the book and letting him stay before he slips out. Now he’s got to get back to Loralie. But he’s got a date!

Later that night when Harry and Loralie are practicing her memorizing her ABCs his phone beeps. He ignores his at first, just expecting it to be a stupid text from his friend Mitch, but once he looks down he sees Y/n’s contact name. “Keep going, bug.” Harry says, grabbing his phone from the carpet while they set on the floor of the living room, unlocking his phone.

Hii, im free next Friday :) let me know if that works with your schedule!

Harry laughs at her cute little smiley faces, trying to think up a response that doesn’t make him sound a thousand years older than her. The tip of his tongue sticks out while he types back his response, his eyebrows knitted in concentration.

Hello! Friday works, how about 5:30? I can pick you up.

He lays his phone back down and helps Loralie with her letters, pulling her onto his lap. “D is for Daddy!” She cheers, making Harry smile, chuckling and kissing her round cheeks while she squeals. Harry hears his phone ding, grabbing it and reading the response, thanking god she answered. He thought his heart would explode out of his chest. It was beating so hard.

That sounds good ☺️ see you then!

Harry got her to say yes, but now he has to deal with the anxiety of actually going on the date. What should he wear, where should they go? Should he be opening the door and pulling out her chair or is that not in-in dating anymore? He hasn’t dated since Loralies mum and his baby is two years old now, it’s been quite a long time since he dipped his toe into trying to charm a woman. He just hopes he’s still got it.

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The day is here. Loralie is with her grandma so Harry can get ready for the date. He’s been panicking and running all around his little house. He showered and smothered himself in lotion and his best cologne- he wanted to smell nice for her. He was adding leave in conditioner to his hair (which he hardly remembers to do) to make it more silky and the curls look a bit prettier than they usually do- he doesn’t know much about hair, he just does what his sister tells him what his hairdresser tells him he should do.

He planned out an outfit, a pair of tan dress pants with a white tank top and a cardigan over it. He had thought over the outfit a bit too much, was it too casual for the date? Was the cardigan too much? He decided against his thoughts and layers some pearls on, sliding his rings on that were in a jewelry dish, placed in there before his shower. He takes a look in the mirror, readjust his cardigan before he gives himself a little nod. He feels good about this.

He makes his way over to Y/n flat, walking up the metal steps to her flat and knocking on the door. When she opens the door he notices just how amazing her home smells, just like her book shop. He needs to remember to ask her where she gets her candles. “Hi,” Harry smiles, looking his date up and down. She was dressed nicely. It was a sage green dress with spaghetti straps, it stopped a couple inches above her knee. Harry thought it was cute.

She paired it with gold jewelry and a black cross body bag. Dirty white vans to go along with it that added a child-like feel to the outfit. Harry thought that was cute too.

“Hi,” she smiles, glancing behind her. “You look nice.” Harry says, suddenly feeling hot. Y/n laughs under her breath, thanking him. “You look nice as well.” Harry smiles bashfully, looking down at his feet. “Thank you”

Y/n says her goodbyes to Milo, hugging and kissing him before thanking her friend again for watching him. It’s the same one from last week, Mikaela. They get into Harry’s car, a bit of awkward silent before Y/n breaks it, Harry stopping the tapping of his fingers along to the low radio once her voice interrupts it. “So, where are we going?” She asks, smoothing her dress out against her thighs.

Harry laughs, he’s not prepared for dates and for some reason he hadn’t thought about the most important part. “I’ll eat anywhere to be honest.” Y/n admits, looking through her window at all the different places.

Harry was looking around in a panic and he finally pulled something out of his ass that sounded good, especially on his teacher salary. “Olive Garden?” Harry says, trying to say it confidently but it definitely comes out as more of a question. Y/n’s eyes light up, she’s in the mood for bottomless salad and breadsticks. “That sounds heavenly.” And Harry is happy to hear that.

They walk into the busy restaurant, instantly getting escorted to a table. Harry is happy they didn’t have to wait- that would have just been embarrassing since he threw this together last minute. They sat in the booth, sliding in and getting comfortable. “So, how’s the bookstore?” Harry asks, pulling apart his breadstick. Y/n knocks her shoe with his under the table, she thinks it’s cute how bashfully he can get when just asking a simple question. “It’s good. How are your little art students?” Harry playfully rolls his eyes at her choice of words.

“It’s good. They are doing self portraits.” Y/n laughs, her eyes widening.

“How’s that going?” Harry laughs, shaking his head. “They look like shittier versions of Picasso’s paintings.” Y/n dramatically gasps through her laughs, “aren’t you supposed to worship the ground that man walks on? Why would you say that?” Harry rolls his eyes once again, chuckling at her. “I’m just behind honest!”

Their date goes on the same, they order their food, giggling while they eat and even getting into a little food fight with the leftover breadsticks. (They weren't being humble, they asked for another basket) They finished their food, “That was fun.” Y/n admits smiling. Harry nods, taking the check and opening his wallet. “Here,” y/n holds out her card, Harry shaking his head. “I’ll pay.” Harry shrugs her off, handing his card tucked in the black check book the waiter had brought over back to him before she can further protest.

Y/n scoffs, throwing another breadstick at him that he tried to catch but it’s too greasy. “Hey! I thought we had a truce?!” Harry questions her. She shakes her head, apparently swearing off the truce. Harry shrugs, thanking the waiter when he brings his card back along with their mints. “You better sleep with one eye open then.” Harry says, standing up and waiting for her. She laughs, standing up and pulling her bag over her shoulder. “I have a three year old, I basically sleep with them both open. You’re nothin’.” She says, Harry nodding his head in agreement. He knows just how she feels.

They drive back to her flat, Harry of course walking her to her door. “I had so much fun tonight.” Harry says, looking down before he looks up at Y/n. She smiles, blushing. She hasn’t dated since Xavier and she admired that to Harry tonight, they both admitted that they haven’t dated since their children’s parents so they felt a lot comfortable knowing they were both rusty.

“Me too, you’re a really sweet guy, Harry.” She says. She needs to remember to thank her forgetful little Milo for leaving his folder in Harry’s classroom. “Thanks for agreeing to go out with me. I was pretty nervous.” Harry admits a bit sheepishly. Harry is a bit giddy on the inside about them hitting it off so well, they were having the best conversation and at times they were getting extremely loud, probably annoying the people around them, but they didn’t care, they had fun. “Yeah, I was nervous as hell but I haven’t had this much fun in a while. Thanks for tonight.” Y/n smiles, leaning in for a kiss.

Harry’s eyes widen, but he still kisses her back. He hasn’t kissed anyone in so long he thought he had forgot how to for a second. His hands come up to cup her jaw, moving his lips with hers. “I’ll see you soon. Have a good night.” Y/n smiles, opening her door with red cheeks. Harry nods, a little flabbergasted. “Have a good night.” He says, trudging down her steps.

And now he’s hooked on her.

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bubbleteaimagines · 4 years

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Telling them that they’re being clingy prank

Haikyuu Boys Headcanon/Drabble

BOKUTO KOUTARO

It’s a Sunday night and Bokuto is currently over because it’s your tradition to have movie night. Anyways, we all know this baby is clingy but you don’t mind so you let him cuddle you all the time. However, halfway through the movie you get an idea. You know it’s mean but you really wanna know his reaction, so you decide to try.

“Boki-Bear?” Bokuto hums softly as you call his name and he looks up at you from his position on your lap. His head his resting between your thighs, and you already begin to feel incredibly guilty as you see his sweet face.

“Yeah babe?”

Come Y/N, you can do this. You can feel yourself mentally start to deflate.

“C-Can you...can you get off of me for a sec? You’re being kinda clingy.”

PLS HES SO SAD WHY DID YOU DO THAT?

His entire demeanor deflates, pausing to take in your words

“C-Clingy? But I thought...?”

“Please Bokuto, just for a minute,” You tell him, and he knows you’re serious because you used his last name

“O-Okay...”

Like a kicked puppy, he slowly moves away from you and pouts, moving to the other end of the couch

Every few seconds he keeps looking at you with puppy dog eyes and you can tell his feelings are actually hurt

Deciding enough was enough, you rush from your spot and practically tackle your boyfriend, immediately peppering him with kisses

“Y/N? What are you-”

“IM SORRY BABY IT WAS JUST A PRANK PLEASE FORGIVE ME I LOVE YOU SM YOURE NOT CLINGY AT ALL!”

“WAIT YOU MEAN THAT?”

Emo Bokuto™️ immediately retracts and he embraces you back, eagerly accepting your kisses

“Of course Bo, you know I love your cuddles more than anything,” You tell him 🥺

Cue your boyfriend sighing in relief

“Y/N don’t do that to me I thought you suddeny hated me or something I was so scared,” 🥺

Babyyy 🥺

You better give him all the hugs and kisses and cause nearly gave the poor baby a heart attack

OIKAWA TOORU

Oikawa has of course asked to come over because he wants to try a new face mask with you. Yes, he is the kind of boyfriend that would do this. Anyways, he called you on the phone to ask you what type you wanted and you decided it’d be perfect time for a prank.

“Actually Oikawa...I don’t think you should come over today. You’ve been kinda clingy lately and I-”

“Y/N-CHAN, WHAT~” You jumped as Oikawa dramatically gasps, and you can hear the people in the background scolding him for being so loud. There’s a moment of silence, coupled with some static and then your boyfriend is back on the phone, still shouting.

“Y/N, YOU THINK IM CLINGY? REALLY? BUT BABY~” You can practically hear him pouting on the other end and you smirk when you get an incoming FaceTime call, seeing that you were exactly right.

“I can’t believe you would say that,” Oikawa juts out his bottom lip and sighs, hanging his head, “Y/N-Chan, I thought you liked the attention,”

Pls he sounds so sad, his face is kinda out of the shot but you’re pretty sure he’s started sniffling

Awe 🥺

“Baby I do, it was just a prank!” You tell him, starting to feel a little bad, “I don’t really feel that way!”

But of course, Oikawa is petty

He hears you, but he’s upset that you’d prank him like that so he sticks his nose in the air and huffs, “That wasn’t funny, Y/N-Chan. You really hurt my feelings,” He whines

“Awe baby I’m sorry. Come over yeah and I’ll make you some milk bread,” You tell him sweetly

Oikawa instantly perks up, and a sly smile growing on his face as he looks into the camera

“Now that’s more like it. And don’t scare me like that again baby,” 😌😙

KAGEYAMA TOBIO

It’s getting late in the evening and you’re waiting for Kageyama to finish practice so he can walk you home. While you’re scrolling on your phone, you suddenly get an idea to prank him with when he’s finished. Smiling evilly, you wait to greet him like him normal and then you drop the bomb when he asks if you’re ready to go.

“Actually Tobio...I think I wanna walk home alone today. You’ve been kinda clingy and I just need some alone time.”

“Clingy?” Kageyama is definitely taken back because that’s the last word he’d ever think you’d use to describe him. Nevertheless, his brain starts to go into overdrive and he starts overthinking.

Have I really been that clingy? Was I annoying Y/N? Why would they wait this long just to tell me this?

“Have you been thinking about this all day?” He asks, and you nod

“Yeah...Kinda...”

“Oh,”

It gets really awkward and now you and Kageyama are just standing there like 🧍🏽‍♀️🧍🏻 cause you don’t know what to do

You’re trying so hard not to laugh cause Kageyama really looks concentrated, probably trying to figure out where he went wrong

“Was it...was it because I asked you to bring me some milk like 5 times today?” He finally says

You bite your lip, “No, it was just like, in general. Don’t worry about it though. We can try again tomorrow,”

“Oh okay,”

At this point you’re literally doing all you can not scream cause TOBIO? READ THE ROOM? That sounded absolutely ridiculous but he still didn’t pick up

“Well...I still gotta go so and I don’t want you to be alone...” He shuffles awkwardly beside you, “Do you mind if I...walk behind you?”

“Awe Tobio,” He still wants to make sure you’re safe and that makes your heart melt

Nodding gently, you decide to drop the act and tell him the truth

“It was just a prank, baby. You’re not really clingy,” You tell him, chuckling at his expression

Kageyama goes from shocked, to thinking again, and then finally to annoyed as he lets out a huff

“Not funny, Boke,” He grumbles, causing you to giggle

“Can’t believe you fell for that Tobio. If anything I’m the clingy one,” You tell him

“Damn right,” Kageyama scoffs, “You texted me fifteen times during practice!”

“Hey! I was just seeing when you were gonna finished,” You defended yourself

“And you sent me memes. And recipes,” He points out

“Oh whatever!”

You scoff as you take his hand, walking next to him as close as possible and even asking if you can have his jacket because it smelled like him, “I’m not clingy!”

#bokuto x reader #bokuto koutarou #oikawa x reader #oikawa tooru #kageyama x reader #kageyama tobio #hq x reader #hq fluff #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu!!

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abandoned-ax · 3 years

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Im on the team pt - 4

Pt 1 Pt 2 Pt 3

Haikyuu x ftm reader

Summery: 1st day of the training camp

When we came back for the longer training camp I was much more relaxed. Last time it was only one night but just a few weeks later and were back. Everyone’s been starting to try new things, I think last training camp had everyone realizing we don’t match up at all. Iv been working with Noya a bit more on receiving and everything a libero does as well as working with Tanaka on spiking. But the most interesting thing Iv been doing is helping Kagayama out, he’s working on a new kind of set and asked me if I would throw for him one day after practice, I was hanging back a bit myself just not wanting to leave the gym and so I decided to help him out. I’m seeing a new side to him I didn’t know, I’m used to seeing him as the perfect setter like he could do anything, but seeing him struggling and frustrated is new. The day before we left for training camp we were practicing his set and he got angrier then I had ever seen him, he threw the ball and shouted.

“Ahhhhhh! Why can’t I get it!”

I’m immediately on the ground trying to figure out what to do to help calm him down, but the only thing I can think of that he likes is volleyball. Sooo

“Kageyama!” He pauses to look at me, “umm I was wondering if you wanted to take a break from your set and maybe help me with mine instead.” I guess that got him to pause since he was now just looking at me, “is just Iv been wanting to work on it for a while now but it’s just, your so good at it and I just wanted to ask for some pointers, and it just seems like you could use a break so.” His breathing has started to even out a bit more, he looks a bit caught off guard.

“Ughh yeah I can do that.” So for the next half hour we worked ok my set, I made sure to praise and complement him on his set to make sure he knew how talented he was, I’m sure working so hard on a set and not being able to get it is really frustrating. After a while we were both tired so we moved to sit down drinking our water in silence.

“Thank you for helping me out, and you know for calming me down.” His voice got quieter as the sentence went on but I understood what he was getting at.

“It’s all good kageyama. I bet it’s frustrating.” He looks over at me and we make eye contact, it’s nice.

“Iv always been able to get it, and I just haven’t had to do something new like that in a while.”

“I know it’s frustrating, and I know I don’t know a lot about volleyball but even I know your one of the most talented players, you’ll get it, it’s just going to take a bit of time.”

“Thanks (Y/N)”

I smile over at him happy I could help in anyway, he pulls out his phone to check the time, “holy shit it’s late.” I look over at his phone and realize it’s 12:30 already!

“Oh wow.” Kagayama looks over at me and we start laughing, both realizing how wild it is that we stayed here for that long, “oh my god our buss to head to training camp is going to be here is like 4 hours!” Kagayama starts laughing louder.

“Holy shut we should head home huh?!” Both of us calm down our giggles before moving to walk home, we walk mostly together till we half to part ways, “well I’ll see you in a few hours Kags.”

He smiles at me a little “yeah I’ll see you in a few hours.” And with that we split ways.

It’s before the sun comes up that we have to be at the busses so naturally everyone is very tired. I meet Tsuki and Yams there but once Kagayama shows up I move over to him, he’s looking through his bag and so I ask “making sure you packed everything?” He look up startled but his gaze softens when he sees it’s me, “yeah after how late we got home last night I didn’t really have time to pack properly.” I giggle at him, “lucky I pack like a week in advance.” He chuckles “maybe I should start doing that to huh.” Coach gives a little speech and tells us all to get on the bus, I was originally planning on sitting wish Tsuki and Yams but they ended up sitting together and Kags asked if I wanted to sit with him so that’s what I did. Not long into the drive I ended up falling asleep with my head on Kagayamas shoulder, and he fell asleep with his on my head. But we were rudely awoken by Daichi “come on idiots were here.” I know I have a massive blush in my face so I get up and move to get off the bus quickly, I hear Daichi chuckle at us but ignore it and move quickly, one off the bus I move to find Tsuki and Yams, “so I see you’ve become friends with the king?” Tsuki says skeptically, “oh shut it Tsuki.” Yams laughs at us as we see Nekoma come out to greet us.

I walk over to where Kenma is talking to Hinata excited to see him again since we talked a bit at the last training camp and he seems super cool, “hey Kenma!” He looks away from Hinata and smiles at me “hey (Y/N), I was just talking to Hinata about the camp.”

“Oh yeah! It’s in a different place, do you know why?” Kenma chuckles at that question “yeah it’s a bigger space and a bit cooler here, but there’s a lot of bugs.”

“Fuck I should have brought bug spray.”

“It’s ok you can use mine if you wanna,” he says smiling a bit.

“Are you sure that would be ok?”

“Yeah I don’t mind!”

“Thanks Kennma.” I smile at him but the moment is cut short by a super tall guy yelling over at Hinata “hey did you grow taller yet?!” The two start bickering and I give Kenma a surprised look,

“that’s Lev, he’s the new kid for us.”

I giggle at the distressed look he gets looking over at the tall kid.

“I’m guessing he’s...a lot.”

“How’d you know?”

“I mean he did interrupt our conversation by yelling at Hinata about his height.” Kenma laughs at that.

“So (Y/N) you play any video games?” Me and Kenma talked the entire walk to Karasanos room, finding we have quite a bit in common, from our love of the same video games to our inability to sleep most nights. He’s nice to talk to, his calm and quiet tone is relaxing to listen to and his more subtle demeanor is cute.

We all put our bags in the room and got ready for our first game today. I didn’t play in the first few, but after a couple they switched me into the libero spot for a while and then I played middle blocker. We aren’t doing too good tho, haven’t won a single game, and after the 8th time doing the run for the loosing team I think I’m gunna die. When the end of the day came around we all collapsed after our last run.

“Ughhh I don’t think I can breath” I hear tanaka yell.

“We lost every game, how’d we lose every game.” Suga asked

We looked into the gym to watch the one game that’s still going, we are nowhere near that level. Daichi sits up and says he’s going to work on the synchronized attack, so everyone started to scatter.

I look over and see Tsuki walking away from the gym most of our team was using and Yams yells over at him “you aren’t going to practice Tsuki?” Tsuki turns around “no, we practice enough already.” And starts walking away, I knew Yams was probably itching to go practice his serve so I tell him, “go, I’ll follow the giraffe.” He smiles gratefully at me and I starts chasing after the blond boy.

“Tsuki wait up!” He doesn’t turn around so I start running faster till I catch up with him. “ughhh why are your legs so long!”

“There not that long yours are just short.”

We pause for a moment, it’s awkward. Me and Tsuki have never had an awkward moment, I don’t like it.

“Aren’t you going to practice?”

“No, we do that enough, everyday for hours we practice, I’m done for the night.”

I’m so lost on what to do at this point, I want him to come practice but I can’t force him too,

“Hey glasses kid,” I hear a voice say and turn around Tsuki stopping in his place, “oh and (Y/N)” it’s Kuroo from Nekoma.

“You guys wanna come practice with us? We could use another blocker!” I look over to Tsuki hopefully, maybe this will be the opportunity to get him motivated. Tsuki looks up and with the fakest smile on his face he says “sorry, I’m all done for the night.”

Kuroo and one of the other guys I think from Fukurodani are both appalled by his response,

“You know he may not look it but he’s one of the top 5 aces is Japan.”

The owl looking guy stands up taller and puffs out his chest looking proud. It’s cute!

“Yeah I think he’s still upset he’s not in the top 3 anymore.” I chuckle, there fun, you can tell they all joke around a lot.

“Well I’m in.” I say walking up to the gym and yelling back at Tsuki “don’t make me do this alone.” The three others stay in the door continuing to try and convince Tsuki to join.

I’m walking through but jump when I her “oh hi” from the floor, looking down it’s the tall kid who was talking to Hinata earlier. He looks like a baby dear before it can walk!

“What happened to you?”

“Kuroo did.” I laugh back at him. He sits up more going over to sit agains the wall and I move to sit next you him.

“Your a first year right? How long have you been playing?” A guy like him is clearly a powerhouse, I assume he’s been playing for years.

“Oh I just started!” He says with a goofy grin on his face,

“You just started!!”

“Hey! How long have you been playing!” He says in an amusing accusatory tone

“Well, I kinda just started too!”

“Haha were tied.” I smile over at him, he looks kinda intimidating but he certainly doesn’t act it as he giggles at our interaction. I think back to when I first saw him earlier he was with Kennma, I wonder where he is?

“Hey your on the team with Kennma right, I just talked to him earlier today and haven’t seen him around much since?”

“Oh Kennma?” I hear Kuroo yell jogging over to us “he went to go play some video games, he’s not really the type that needs to practice, nor do I think we could get him too!” He chuckles.

“Oh that reminds me! Did you get Tsuki to join?”

Kuroo gets a cocky smile on his face looking over his shoulder to see Tsuki looking angry. I get up but before I Kuroo I say “great, you made our tall guy with glasses angry.” I laugh at him sarcastically, he laughs back loudly and we go to start our first practice game of many.

An: hey guys sorry it’s been too long, I’m currently thinking I’ll make this a Kenma x Reader X Kuroo or maybe a Tsuki X reader not sure yet!! Let me know what you think!!!

#haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x trans reader #haikyuu x me #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x male reader #haikyu x reader #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu!!#tsukishima x you #tsukishima x y/n #tsukishima fluff #kenma x reader #kenma x kuroo #kenma x male reader #kuroo x y/n #kuroo headcanons #kuroo tetsuro x you

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kisslettrs · 4 years

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haikyuu characters talking after a fight with their s/o

featuring: lev, kuroo, suna

a/n: first post woo! hope you enjoy this ! ALSO UM. THEY TURNED OUT TO BE SO MUCH LONGER THAN I THOUGHT THEYD BE??? ESPECIALLY KUROOS LMAO THEYRE NEVER THIS LONG I PROMISE DONT GET YOUR HOPES UP OR VICE VERSA. also not beta read soz 💔

warnings: none i don’t think? relationship fights ig. oh and angsty with some gushy shit at the end for each of them 💞

→ HAIBIA LEV

you and lev rarely get into fights. only small complains about his behavior and him whining, or friendly petty arguments. but last night was different... I guess you could say.

lev was always pretty immature and playful yeah, but sometimes it felt like he never took anything seriously. it felt as though he never took him and your relationship seriously. especially now, when you decided to confront him about it.

“why are you laughing...?” you asked, staring at him

“i-i’m sorry, y/n honey, i just...!” he said, covering his mouth as a half assed attempt to keep in his laughter.

“lev, i know it’s just in your nature to act like this but I’m being genuine. i’m not joking, please. you’re doing it again! please just listen—!”

you were cut off again by the sounds of your significant other’s laughter, causing all your frustration to let loose.

“lev haiba!”

he immediately stopped, before looking at you in the eyes, his thin pupils meeting yours.

“i’m sorry. but lev, please can you just take me seriously for once?! i love you, but you need to understand that you can’t just—!” you frailed your hand around, motioning towards him, you, whatever this scene was. “—you can’t just do this all the time I—!”

before you could finish, your mind had been too pent up with frustration. “nevermind...” you grabbed your bag, before rushing out the door, not giving him the chance to talk.

fast forward next day, and you checked your phone.

[32 new messages from favorite dork 💝]

you sigh heavily, before letting the cold feeling of guilt claw at the back of your head. you hadn’t mean to make lev worry, you just needed your time alone. although if you did have to be honest with yourself, leaving without a ‘i love you,’ or hell even just a ‘bye’ was cruel.

as you opened your messages, you were bombarded with messages of pleas and apologizes that were sent at 9:21 PM last night, moments after you left his house. the guilt swallowed your stomach again, your hands slowly typing; “it’s ok hun. really. I love you too.” and pressing send.

you threw your phone onto your bed, before deciding to get ready. you and lev never really saw each other much since you two were in different grades, he was a first year, you were a second. you both had to wait after school, or well... maybe moments after. your phone buzzed a few times, but you decided to ignore it. it was too early.

schools over, and you’re walking home. you were gonna talk to lev today, just not now. you didn’t wanna interrupt his volleyball training just for some stupid relationship issue. as soon as you reach home however, you see a familiar tall figure fidgeting on his phone.

“...lev?” you called out, causing the silver haired boy to whip his head around, his eyes lighting up. “Y/N!”

he quickly shoved his phone inside his pocket, before running up to you and embracing you in a warm hug, shaking you a little. “y/n! y/n! i’m sorry for being stupid last night, I’m sorry, i’m so sorry.” he was squeezing you tight, and god did it hurt hearing his voice break like that.

“lev, sweetie, i told you it’s okay, really.” you spoke, caressing his back. he seemed to stay still for a moment, before speaking once again. “is this okay? me holding you like this, is this okay or do you... need space?”

you smiled softly. it made you happy lev wanted to make sure he wasn’t overstepping any of your boundaries. you felt your other arm hold him. “yeah, this is okay.” you swore you could feel him smile out of relief.

“i’m... i’m sorry again y/n honey, it’s just hard for me, i don’t...” he paused. “it’s just...difficult for me to handle situations like that.” you nuzzled into his shoulder. “it’s okay, you dork. i understand.” you reassured him again.

“but—!” he pushed back, meeting your eyes. “i’m gonna try...i’m gonna try harder. i’m gonna try to be better, for you y/n! i love you so much... i’ll do my best.” god, this dork. no wonder you loved him so much. you cupped his cheeks. “i’ll do better too lev, i won’t be as mean again. i promise, i love you too, so much.”

and with that, both of your faces met, and the two of you kissed lightly.

→ KUROO TETSURO

you and kuroo get into small arguments here and there like every other couple, and whenever you do you two usually recover quickly. you both like to call them ‘squicks.’

however, that night there was no denying that wasn’t any other normal squick you two had. no, that was a fight.

kuroo and you haven’t had a moment alone that wasn’t just you and him walking back home, and it’s been making you upset. so uh, that night you decided to confront him about it.

yeah it didn’t go well uhh

“i know we’re like, a couple y/n. but honey you have to understand i’m busy. you have friends don’t you? go hang out with them or something.”

“yeah, i know kuroo, and trust me i’m happy for you! but you’ve been so distant, we haven’t had a moment alone that lasted more than 5 minutes for like, 2 months! it wasn’t a big deal then, but i miss you and i’m worried.”

you paused, before continuing. “don’t you wanna spend some time with me? just, for like 30 minutes? don’t you miss me?”

“i do, y/n. i miss you and i love you. but like i said i’m busy with volleyball, you aren’t my top priority right now.”

“it’s been 2 months kuroo!” you shouted, causing him to widen his eyes. “don’t you understand? i’m not asking for your top attention, I’m asking for you to give me 25% of it at least!”

it was quiet for a moment. “sorry.” was all he said, before turning around his eyes focused on the volleyball between his feet.

you felt hurt and frustrated. “you know what? fine.” he immediately went back to look at you, seeing you grab your bag. “see you whenever you feel like to acknowledge my existence, I guess. bye.”

as soon as you touched the doorknob, you could hear him get up and say the words ‘wait, baby wait—‘ but you had enough. you needed to air out your head of the tension and frustration of the house and you left. you felt tears peak at the corner of your eyes as soon as you did.

next day, and you’ve been feeling shittier than usual. as soon as you woke up, you turned to make you lay on your back, staring at your ceiling and thinking; “was i too harsh? am i being too selfish? too clingy?”

you loved what your boyfriend did and you were perfectly fine with him having his time to himself. you knew you weren’t his top priority and he wasn’t yours. but 2 months with little to no communication felt too long. was it wrong to want to spend at least 30 minutes with your boyfriend? was that too much to ask for?

the anxiety raced to your head again. what if you were being too clingy. maybe kuroo had the right to be upset too. you were being too selfish, stop thinking of yourself so often. you curled up into your side. you didn’t want to think about it, and you didn’t want to see him in the halls either. you didn’t even wanna check your phone to see if you messaged you.

you decided to skip, staying home, watching TV and playing some games. you couldn’t mentally handle seeing him. at least not for right now.

some time passes by, and your phone is buzzing. you checked the time from the small clock on your wall, seeing the handles pointing towards 4:30 PM. oh wow, after school clubs should be over too.

you grabbed your phone to see who it’s by, knowing deep down it was who you thought it was.

[23 new messages by Hubby 😾💗]

[Kyanma: uhh hey y/n? did something...]

[2 missed calls by Hubby 😾💗]

choosing to ignore kuroo for now, you swiped at Kenma’s notification and read the full message.

[Kyanma: uhh hey y/n? did something happen with kuroo that youre aware of??? he seemed so much more down than usual during practice.

you: no. we rarely talk anymore because of practice lol I guess.

Kyanma: ???

Kyanma: Did something happen between YOU two?

you: we had a fight. im not really in the mood to talk to him. I skipped school. itll be back to normal in a few more days, sorry for the inconvenience snchsychsj

Kyanma: you two should resolve that. like seriously. hope u two feel better tho, bye✌️

you: we will hopefully lol bye kenma !!]

sighing, you placed your phone down on the small coffee table infront of you, but as soon did, you heard a knock coming from your front door. humming in response, you got up and made your way towards the front door, but decided to look through the peephole to make sure it wasn’t some scammer person or creep.

well, it was neither of those two but it was in fact no one else other than kuroo tetsuro. you sighed heavily again, before unlocking the door and turning the knob opening up to your boyfriend.

“hey y/n.”

“hi kuroo.”

you folded your arms, deciding to put up a strong facade, pretending you weren’t mentally screaming and that anxiety wasn’t clawing at your back. “did you forget something or...?”

kuroo brought his hand to the back of neck, awkwardly scratching it. “yeah uh...” he looked around, not wanting to make eye contact. “um. listen y/n.” he made his way to grab your hands, holding them together. “i’m sorry. i really am.”

“please don’t touch me. not right now at least...” even though you seemed so desperate for his touch the other night, you really did need your space. kuroo seemed alarmed at first, quickly swiping his hands back, wanting to respect your space. “of course baby! i’m sorry for acting too soon.”

you watched him scramble around a bit, finding it a bit cute. “can I come inside?” he asked. you nodded, and both of you went inside and sat to your coach.

“like I said y/n. i know ive been distant, and ive missed you so much. god, do I miss you. i wanna hug you and cuddle you so bad but volleyball and the nationals have been bugging me i couldn’t have find the proper time. i’m just scared... and I...”

“kuroo.” you said. his head snatched upwards, looking at you. you were gonna say something as soon as he did but the look he gave you caught you off guard. he looked like a cat pleading.

as soon as you pushed away the thoughts of him being stupidly adorable, you continued your sentence. “I understand, and i’m sorry for being too clingy. i just miss you a lot. i’m willing to wait for you, baby.” as soon as you said that, you saw his eyes pierce through your soul. fuck did I say something wrong.

before you could say anything else, it was kuroo’s turn to speak. “no baby. it’s alright, you aren’t the one at fault here it was me. i’m sorry for not listening to you that night. i’m gonna be a better boyfriend, i’m gonna be the boyfriend you deserve through and through.”

fucking idiot, i’m the one who was supposed to say sorry, not you! You didn’t say anything for a moment, before laughing lightly. “babe? i love you but i have to be the one who takes at least, 50% of the fault. it’s okay, i love you and i forgive you. and i’m happy for what you’re doing and how far you’ve come.” you placed your hand on his. “you can touch me now.”

his eyes immediately lit up, his lips curving into a smile and you swore you could see tears start forming in his eyes before he launched himself onto you. “my god y/n, how did i get so lucky. i love you so much, i love you so much.” he hugged you tight. you laughed. “i love you too kuroo. so much, i love you so much. i’m the lucky one.”

he pulled away and brought you to a kiss. before you could respond, he asked, “are you free saturday?”

→ SUNA RINTARO

while suna and you disagreed on a lot of things from time to time, you two usually both came to a mutual agreement and it wasn’t anything big.

but lately he seemed even more off than usual. communication was such a huge thing between both of you, but he seemed to just not be...cooperating?

suna is someone who doesn’t like expressing his emotions. and as his significant other, you felt like understanding him was a priority. but you just didn’t sometimes and it made you worry. him being distant did not help.

one day when you decided to bring it up, the situation got a bit... out of hand

“what?” he asked.

you shrugged your shoulders. “i don’t know. suna i care for you, and you just never helping me understand makes me extremely upset! i know it’s hard for you, but...”

you could feel him roll his eyes. “i don’t know what you’re going on about y/n,” he looked at you. “but really, i’m fine. do you not trust me to talk to you or something?”

“no..!” you denied. “listen. youve been getting more and more tired each day and i could tell. you’ve been ghosting me too.”

“...what?” he basically hissed it. “i’m not an asshole y/n. nothing is wrong. why do you keep trying to butt your head into my life every second?” his voice began to raise.

this was rare. even when he did raise his voice at you, it was never filled with negative intent but this time...

“i can take care of myself, y/n. i don’t need you and your noisy nose in my business all the time. sorry if you feel like you’re on baby sitting duty, but you really don’t need to be so clingy and emotional all the time...”

well damn. his words hurt. a lot.

“sorry for caring for you then, damn...” you grumble under your breath. you quickly grabbed your house keys and bags. he perked his head up. “y/n? where are you going?”

you didn’t reply. “y/n!” you rolled your eyes, trying to ignore the pain in your chest and stomach, before opening the door and leaving.

as soon as you woke up, your head hurt more than usual. those words must’ve hit you deeper than they should’ve, huh?

maybe i was just being too clingy, you thought, and those thoughts hadn’t left your mind the whole morning. whatever, you’ll just apologize after school.

you haven’t seen suna at all that day, not on the walk to school, not in the halls, not in his classroom. he was... nowhere. when you went to the volleyball club after school, asking if any of the members had seen him all of them replied with a simple ‘no.’

kita specically had been giving you long glances ever since you arrived. once you finally reached him, instead of denying seeing your boyfriend, he told you, “he wasn’t in school at all i assume. maybe he’s at home.”

home? why would he be home? maybe he was feeling sick...

you bowed and thanked him and the rest of the teammates before leaving. on your way home, you decided to stop by a connivence store and buy him his favorite snack, chuupet. or well, just jelly fruit snacks. you bought 2 packs for you and him, hoping it was a good time to apologize.

you walked up to his house, knocked lightly on the door and was greeted by his mother. “ah~ greetings y/n!” you smiled lightly and gave her a wave. “good afternoon! say, is rintaro home?” you asked. she nodded, moving to the side as a way to invite you in the house. “he should be in his room!”

“thank you!” you bowed quickly before making your way up the stairs. as soon as you passed by his sisters room, there you were infront of his. with your free hand, you lightly held a fist and began knocking on his door.

“suna? rintaro?” you called out. you would call him by a sweet pet name but remembering last night, you didn’t wanna break any boundaries. the room was quiet, and though you really didn’t wanna disturb him, you wanted to make sure he was okay. as soon as you did, however, you were greeted by a sight that broke your heart.

suna rintaro, the boy you loved so much, had his hair messier than usual, his eyes seemed red from crying and he was up against his bed frame, his phone in his hand. when he looked up, he saw you, his eyes widening.

“...y-y/n?” you stood there frozen. “rintaro...honey my god,” you quickly went up to him. “what happened?” you looked at him, his gaze looking down. you wanted to hug him so bad, but yet again, that argument you had last night prevented you from anything.

“hey. listen, sweetie. i got your favorite.” you held up the 2 bags of jelly fruit gummies. “it’s gonna be okay, okay? i’m here.” he was just looking at you, not saying anything, before muttering something under his breath.

“huh? what was that? i didn’t hear you hon, what’s up?” you asked, making sure to keep your distance. suna choked back a sob, before launching himself onto you, almost knocking you into the ground. “w-woah there!”

“y/n... i’m sorry i’m so sorry. i’ve been so frustrated with school... exams... volleyball and i’ve missed you so much but i was so tired that night! i lashed out on you but i didn’t mean any of it. i promise, i promise, don’t leave me please.” he sobbed quietly, his head resting against your forehead. when you looked up, you could see him squeezing his eyes shut.

wow, this was even more rare.

you brought your arms to his neck, embracing him. “it’s okay rintaro. shh, it’s gonna be okay. i love you and i’m sorry for being upset, i just worry about you.” you rubbed his back lightly as he continued sobbing, allowing you to give him a few kisses on the cheek, neck and forehead. “you’re safe, you’re gonna be okay honey. i love you so much.” you repeated.

suna never showed his emotions much, but he seemed to have a lot of pent up anger, sadness and confusion up in him, and he let it out for an hour infront of you, there to comfort him.

as soon as he stopped, you and him were snuggling on his bed watching whatever was on his TV, eating the fruit snacks. he leaned onto your head. “i love you...please, don’t leave me. i’m sorry.”

you bumped your head back onto him. “stop apologizing. i keep telling you it’s okay.” you giggled lightly. “please sweetie, talk to me so this doesn’t happen again.” he only nodded silently, before drifting to sleep in your embrace.

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secretsniper3 · 3 years

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Part 1: Sleep Tight

I approach my Master as he sits at his computer, tray in hand with Masters tea, as he instructed and how he likes it, placing the tray down while ignoring the moans from the porn on his screen i instead drop to my hands and knees and crawl under his desk, his cock already rigid and waiting for my mouth i open his pants slowly, hands in i grasp his cock. Masters cock isnt as thick as some other men, but its long enough to go down my throat and stop me breathing and his crazy stamina, no man has fucked me for hours and came multiple times in my pussy and ass before and Master earned my life mere weeks later.

Mouth opening to welcome Masters amazing cock it slides in carefully, if Master feels teeth after all my training ill be a mockery to him, tongue coddling him lovingly he slides down my throat and i begin my favourite task, emptying Masters heavy balls. With the skills he hammered into me it only takes me just under 2 minutes to suck out any softness remaining and make him cum down my waiting throat, slamming my mouth to the base of his cock with his full length in me i feel it, Masters cum! His delicious cum flowing down and eventually his cock stops pumping and thats cue for me to resume pumping, Pulling back to suck on his head i eagerly swallow his length again and again, 1 minute later im rewarded once again.

Pumping his 5th load down my eager throat i can taste his cum coating my tongue, i never thought id love the taste of cum this much but after being trained by Master its almost a delicacy to me now! Feeling tired and well fed after my reward i lick my lips clean and look up to my Master.

“May i go to bed, Master?” I ask quietly. Master looks down with a smile on his face. “Of course you can, we just need to get you ready, lets get you ready.”

Rolling back in his chair Master leads me to the kitchen where Master gives me some vitamins to take with a glass of water, since cum isnt something you can live on alone, for someone on a mostly cum diet supplements are crucial. Leading me once again Master walks off to my room, its more of a place where the clothes and restraints Master bought for me are kept, not like a standard bedroom at all anymore. Walking to the wardrobe I cant help but wonder what ill be wearing tonight and my eyes widen as Master turns around holding my ultimate slave suit, a latex bodysuit. I fight back the urge to plead not to wear it as the simple act of touching latex, any latex anywhere after all the training Master put me through gets my pussy wet almost instantly, and with extended contact, will make me cum without any external stimulation.

Pushing me onto the bed i raise my legs and Master begins sliding the suit on, the sensation is already incredible but i know better than to cum without permission, or my obvious pleasurable night will be swapped for a torturous night in the basement. Before sliding past my thighs Master instructs me to stand and bend over the bed, as i do Master slides a large, heavily lubbed dildo up my ass, followed by 5 vibrating eggs slipping inside my pussy and a ring on my clit to expose it from the hoods embrace, the bodysuit covering it all tightly. The sensation is unbelievable, my exposed clit rubbing on latex directly, I cant resist and grasp my breast with my hand only to have it immediately pulled back down beside my body.

“Naughty, naughty my dear, can you not control yourself?” Master says with a smile, knowing full well I couldn't stop yourself. “sorry master” I reply weakly.

Pushing the wires to my inserted toys through a small gap in the pants just over my mound, Master continues to encase me in its tight embrace. Covering my breasts and my solid, sensitive nipples I gasp out as they get pressed into my supple breasts without a pause. I raise my arms and further my latex addicted body’s torment by subjecting my arms to its tight embrace. Reaching deep to the base my fingers meet the goal and Master pulls the latex over my shoulders, it isnt over yet. As Master slowly pulls the zipper up my spine I shudder alone with the movements till it reaches my neck. A latex hood is next, oh god I though it couldn't get any worse, or better. I still dont know how to process the sensations I was feeling.

Pulling my long red hair through the hood, the latex sits firm on my skin, mouth, nostrils and eyes, the only skin still uncovered, but that too would change. Hood pulled tight my red lips open to accept the harness gag behind my teeth, buckled tight so it cant rattle around I am pushed down onto the bed. Sitting beside me Master grabs my left foot firmly, raising it up Master slides my beautiful feet into their own prisons. Ballet heels swallow my feet and Master begins lacing it up nice and tight, padlocking it when its done Master then repeats on my right foot. A 1 foot long chain is attached to my ankles by the padlocks ensuring I cant run, let alone walk, if I could walk at all in these ballet boots.

Holding a roll of black latex tape Master begins to wrap around my thighs, just above my knees and pinning them together, reminding me of the toys stuffed inside me as I lay there unmoving. Armbinder revealed I know not to fight my Masters hands as I move my arms behind my back. It only took a minute to slide it in place and pull the laces tight, sealing my hands and elbows together. Thinking this was the last of my restraints I blink in surprise as Master pulls out 2 more chains and 2 padlocks.

Attaching a chain to the top of my harness gag to the headboard followed by a chain linking my hobble chain to the foot of the bed I realize I cant move.. not even wiggle, im pulled almost as tight as the latex covering me. I take a deep breath in my new situation, smelling the latex that coats my entire body, I can feel my pussy leaking freely with nothing I can do about it. As Master rolls me over to meet his caring gaze I can hear Master tell you “im not ready for bed yet, my dear, but ill let you get some rest if you can get some rest of course.” and with a click of his remote my ass and pussy come alive with vibrations rocking every nook and crany inside my body. My soul itself is dancing to the vibrations and I can already feel, with seconds into the night Im cumming hard. Eyes already watering as I grasp the concept of how many orgasms Im going to have tonight Master pulls the blindfold over my eyes, sealing them shut.

“Its okay, slave. You can cum as much as you want tonight, im going back to my room now, sleep well, cum hard, have a fantastic night, my slave.

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jaesvelvet · 3 years

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jealousy jealousy — kim junkyu

words: 1.7k words

warning: grammartical errors,idk what i write does it make sense? reader being insecure!

pairing: junkyu+fem reader

notes: i want to publish my jihoon's ff but i haven't finish it yet since my school is starting soon😭 anyway this ff inspired by olvia rodrigo's song, jealousy jealousy (remember you're beautiful just like the way you are!!!🤍)

you couldn't help but grinned as you step into the famous YG building. it feels like a dream come true. you used to be a trainee in a small company for 5 months before decided to left, you realized that you didn't have the talent to be an idol, you're just average on everything, that's all. you gasped when you saw a huge screen in front of the escalator playing blackpink's mv on the screen. YG is that rich exactly like the news said.

"y/n!"

you turn, grinning widely at junkyu, who from the convenience store with some snacks on both of his hands. you waved at him and junkyu laugh in response

"i'm sorry for being late," he said, handing some bread to you

"no it's okay i just got here," you said

you and junkyu are best friends since high school, you're the one who supported junkyu's journey to debut, and junkyu was grateful to have a friend like you, junkyu always convince you to audition at YG but you refused since you now want to focus on your studies. but after junkyu accidentally saw a book full of lyrics song at your desk, he forced you to record one of the songs in his studio and release it on soundcloud so junkyu could promote the song to his fans.

of course, you reject the offer saying you can't sing and you don't want any attention in the university. a medical science student releases a song on a soundcloud, out of the blue, and treasure junkyu promoted her music?? no way!

however junkyu being junkyu, he didn't give up and keep encouraging you to record one of your songs, you didn't need to prepare anything just bring the lyrics and yourself, and the rest, he will work on it. after weeks tried to convince the you, you finally agreed with one term; which is junkyu need to buy you food. a lot of food.

"okay so here it's my studio, um it isn't something to brag about since half of the members have their studio," he said, opening the door of his studio showing his messy studio with a big portrait of treasure on the wall.

"you should clean your studio if you want to impress a girl kyu" you joked, getting a whine from junkyu mumbling that he would never see the world again if he brings a 'girlfriend' over.

junkyu pressed something on his keyboard and bass sound came out, making you flinch, the instrument that junkyu creates is mellow and kinda strident? as soon as you heard the instrument you know which lyrics from your lyrics book would go along and make a perfect song

"i have a perfect song for this" you excited, taking out your black notebook and turn to a back page—clearly the lyrics are fresh from the oven.

"okay i'm gonna play it and you sing the lyrics okay?"

you nodded and sing a little bit of the lyrics

"i kinda wanna throw

my phone across the room

'cause all i see are girls

too good to be true"

"woah! it's perfect" junkyu gasped, amazed at how the instrument he made suits perfectly with your lyrics. you smile, you didn't suprised much since you know how much passion junkyu has in music.

"okay now you eat first, i'm gonna rearrange the lyrics to suit with the melody," he said and get a nod from you. you eat the bread that junkyu bought for you, you also eyeing the studio, it's kinda cold in here cause the space not too big and they put a big ass aircond on top of you.

junkyu notice your quiver, he rolled his eye when you only wearing a thin black shirt material, he scoffs before handing you his pink hoodie that he left in the studio yesterday.

"i won't turn off the aircond so you must wear this hoodie, it's been a week since i wash it," he said in a teasing voice, you frown yet you have no choice to wear the pink treasure hoodie or else, you're gonna die in this cold studio.

you sigh in relief when the hoodie warms your cold body, you side-eyeing junkyu who looks so serious rearrange the lyrics, you then click on the instagram icon, you felt blue as you saw haeri post on your feed— haeri is a popular rich girl in your university, you and her once assigned in a group for an assignment and she is very kind and open about her opinions, she also very serious when it comes to study/work and she is pretty, to your eyes she is like a goddess. she is so pretty, kind, and selfless, and you really lying if you didn't jealous of her. she has a perfect life and you still struggling to get a diploma.

you slowly pressed the screen twice, liking a picture of haeri; wearing a beanie and a mask in a cafe without posing too much, getting 2 thousand likes within 1 hour. you wonder how is it to be like a rich popular pretty girl in university? well, damn sure you will get all of the pretty privileges in your life. you sighed as you realized you're comparing yourself again with haeri. you always remind yourself not to compare yourself to anyone since you're beautiful enough but you can't. the funniest thing is you and haeri didn't even know each other, yet you being so jealous of her life. sometimes you just feel small, you want to be like them.

"y/n!" junkyu shakes your body making you slap his hand

"what!?"

"i called you for like thousand times! you didn't hear me?" junkyu said, stroking his hand that got slapped by you

"oh i'm sorry, im zoning out, you're done rearranging?"

junkyu nodded

"you can listen to the instrument and practice your lyric with it," he said

"okay"

an hour passed, you finally get the tempo, beat, and rhythm right, you grin excitedly as junkyu put the headphones on your head and directing the microphone to you

"you ready?" junkyu asked

"yes i am" with that, junkyu clicked on something and you could hear the instrument, you begin to sing the verse of your song choice.

i kinda wanna throw my phone across the room

'cause all i see are girls too good to be true

with paper-white teeth and perfect bodies

wish i didn't care

you stop singing and look at junkyu curiously making junkyu paused the song and look back at you with a confused look

"why?"

"doesn't singer usually stop singing for producers fix their mistakes?" you asked making junkyu giggle

"yes that's true but you didn't have any mistake, you're doing good, i will pause the music if i have something to fix" he explained, getting an 'oh' from you. you continue singing the song.

i know their beauty's not my lack

but it feels like that weight is on my back

and i can't let it go

com-comparison is killin' me slowly

i think i think too much

'bout kids who don't know me

i'm so sick of myself

i'd rather be, rather be

anyone, anyone else

my jealousy, jealousy started followin' me

started followin' me

as you singing the song that you wrote, junkyu couldn't help but wonder who is the person, you dedicated to? or how you inspired to write this song? this song is obviously about your insecurities about some girl, and you don't even know her! junkyu pout when you felt like this, he knew how insecurities could kill you, back then when he was a trainee he felt insecure with all of the trainees that beat him to debut, he felt he doesn't belong in here but with you and his members on his side, he gained confidence and prove to the world that he is himself and nothing can change that.

all your friends are so cool, you go out every night

in your daddy's nice car, yeah, you're livin' the life

got a pretty face, a pretty boyfriend, too

i wanna be you so bad and i don't even know you

all i see is what u should be

happier, prettier, jealousy, jealousy

all i see is what i should be

i'm losin' it, all i get's jealousy, jealousy

you remove the headphone as soon as the instrument stop playing, you handing the headphone without noticing junkyu's face, chaeyul grabbed the water bottle and drink, her throat felt dry after singing a whole song which you have never done in your life, making you wonder how did singer voice so stable when singing live?

"kyu—oh my god why are you looking at me like that?" you take one step back as you saw junkyu looking at you with frowns on his face, you bit her lips was your singing that terrible?

"sit down here" he ordered, you quickly took a seat beside him without saying anything

junkyu grab your hand and rubs it softly while looking at you with his brown eyes.

"what you see is all fake y/n. she living her best life is what you see what you want, but you didn't see her pain, how hard she must through a day in her life, we didn't know if she struggles behind, you also know you can't compare yourself to others right? you're beautiful" he said

"but, i don't know kyu. i couldn't help but felt all jealous of her, i feel like a total loser" you said

“no y/n, you're not a loser! hear me out, you do great, you beautiful and an amazing person, so why do you need to be insecure to a person you never know? everyone is beautiful on their own, you're an original version of yourself and no one else could be you. you are special and unique, you wouldn't know if someone is jealous of your life, a successful medical student who has a great voice. you need to love yourself more, let yourself shine in your spotlight. trust me popular life wouldn't great as you think" he said

you smile at his words

"thank you kyu, honestly, you're right.i didn't appreciate myself enough this past week, hearing you said that making me feel great about myself, i am me, there's nothing anyone could change about me"

junkyu smile and pat your head

"that's my girl"

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