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poems-of-a-lover · 2 years ago

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WE'RE BACK BABY. I NEED TO FINISH THIS MOVIE KJAHGKJAHGKJSHLGK

alright peters. breaking in. to connors house. KJHGKJSHGKSJ house? office? office.

OH SHIT HI CONNORS jumpscare

also peters school uses tracks which i dont understand but its whatever

peters asking about lizards and reptiles which isnt obvious at all

this conversation is so. like curt is not hiding anything very well right now. and peters just not saying like anything so he doesn't lead onto anything. smart guy

police timeeee peters now at the station to talk to mr stacy

hes trying to convince this man that this scientist is changing himself into a giant lizard which is the truth cmon it sounds completely bonkers when u hear it

the way he says "he lost one arm and hes trying to grow it back" is the EXACT SAME DELIVERY STYLE as when harry says "you submitted designs for the grid and now you want them back" in the second film and it was completely unintentional and just how they read the lines or something but i make the connection every time i watch these bc theyre so similar and it makes me sad anyway back to the plot

even tho mr stacy acts like he doesnt believe peter he still runs a background check on connors just to be sure and i think thats such a good call sakjfhsjk

WHY IS CURT WORKING IN THE SEWER i know why but its just hilarious still

okay peters in the sewer to catch this lizard guy and hes in this weird intersection thing of the paths and he shot webs into each of the pipes to feel vibrations of each one and now hes chilling in the middle of his web playing bubble blaster jksdhfkjsdf me fr

TINY LIZARDS TINY LIZARDS

ive always wanted to at least like hold a gecko or something NOT THE POINT PETERS BEING KILLED BUT STILL

owwww he just sliced peters chest i have such a low pain tolerance id be sobbing my eyes out dude

peter getting beat to shit then just falling in thru gwens window is so real

this scene is EXACTLY what i mean when i say men covered in blood are attractive. i wanna look like him.

CAPTAIN STACY IS A GOOD DAD AND ILL SAY THIS FOR THE REST OF MY DAYS

"easy, bug boy" "what did you call me?" THEYRE SOOOOO

peters just. argh. the man u are, andrew garfield. he was honestly probably my gay awakening bc jesus christ

oh yeah peter says he created lizard but. all he did was give him the equation bc he thought that he was helping a man grow his arm back. agh.

"its what my father had been working on secretly. now i know why he kept it a secret. JUST U WAIT MR PARKER

okay theyre out on their date i love petergwen

ANYWAY. CONNORS IS GOING INSANE. AND HE KNOWS WHO PETER IS.

"would you give it all up after all you know you can do?" if i had a nickel for every spiderman villain who heard voices in their head encouraging them to do what they do. jesus.

oh yeah. connors shows up to the high school. to kill peter. lovely plan my guy.

peters plan to get him to stop is the whole "look into my eyes doc this isnt u ur better than this" and it is NOT working peter pls just hit the man

GWEN LEAVE GIRLYPOP WHAT ARE U D O I N G

nvm peter throws her out the window shes fine =]

like shes swinging on a web out there still so shes fine but he still threw her out the window

THIS STAN LEE CAMEO IS SO GOOD hes there in the library with headphones on and all we hear is classical music while lizard and peter fight to the death behind him

connors is goneee off he goes back to oscorp

that one shot of flash sitting outside the school alone while everyone else is being tended to makes me so sad

PETER FOUND CONNORS LITTLE SEWER LAB this can only go well

again. if i had a nickel for every time peter found a secret video diary from a man he looked up to explaining their secret works. id have two nickels. (one as of where we are chronologicaly but still. two.)

connors is at oscorp lets see how this goes

okay yeah so essentially he made this formula into a gas that hes gonna spread over the city to turn everyone in nyc into giant lizards

peter says mother hubbard and i love him for this

AND THE POLICE ARE STILL AFTER PETER. LEAVE HIM BE.

like they shot him with a tazer gun and theyre gonna arrest him this is so stupid

but guess what. skjfhksjh peter reveals himself to mr stacy and tells him that gwens at oscorp so he'll let him go (which she is i just forgot to mention that part)

AM I GONNA BE ABLE TO FINISH THIS FILM IN THIS POST. PLEASE.

oh yeah peter still gets shot in the leg either way love that

the fact that connors doesnt attack gwen or anything when shes right there is so interesting. like he just leaves her.

OH OH the guy whose kid was the boy peter saved on the bridge? he works in construction and him and his buddies use cranes to help peter get to oscorp bc hes injured its so incredibly sweet

gwen is so worried about peter that shes like almost in tears telling her dad to make sure hes safe they mean so much to me

okay peter and lizard are fighting. again. its been such a busy day for these two.

not much to say rlly its another fight scene and peters trying to put the antidote into the gas machine thing and lizards trying to stop him

"poor peter parker. no mother, no father, no uncle. all alone." "[INCREDIBLY LOUD GUN COCKING IN THE BACKGROUND FROM MR STACY] hes not alone!"

so yeah mr stacys stabbed but peter gets the antidote in the machine in like the last second so everythings fine

lizards back to being human so thats chill, everyones back to normal, all that stuff shfjksdf again not much to say

stacys dying forgot about him for like a split second sjdhfs theres no way hes getting out of this

"you're gonna make enemies. people will get hurt. sometimes, people closest to you. so i want you to promise me something, okay? leave. gwen. out of it." so guess if peter does that .

AND PETER. PETER DIDNT GET THE CHANCE TO PROMISE IT. BC HE DIED TOO FAST FOR PETER TO RESPOND. SO HE JUST SCREAMS. AGHKSJGHKJHG.

yippee everyones back to normal! also peter gets home. after a citywide evacuation and a monster attack. walks up to may without a word. and hands her a carton of eggs. bc he forgot to get them last time. then just melts into her arms and hugs her like shes all hes got. these two.

he also doesnt publicly go to mr stacys funeral bc he was told to stay away from gwen so he hides on top of a building to watch instead

FLASH WAS AT THE FUNERAL gwen shows up to peters house to ask why he didnt come and he just says that he cant do it. he cant see her anymore. doesnt say why doesnt explain anything doesnt say sorry. just pushes her away completely. bc thats easiest. and then she just "he made you promise, didnt he? to stay away from me? so that id be safe?" no response. she just leaves.

"what a pretty girl." "yeah, thats what uncle ben said." I LOOOOVE HIM AND MAY DUDE

ugh this conversation makes me sooooo emotional

"im just no good for her." "peter parker, if theres one thing you are, its good. and anyone who has a problem with that can talk to me." YESSSS QUEEN I LOVE HER

I FORGOT ABOUT THE GOD DAMN VOICEMAIL FROM BEN FUCKING CHRIST

my senior quote came from this, its "you owe the world your gifts, you just have to figure out how to use them"

PETER AND FLASH ARE FRIENDS NOWWW JSHKJGHSKGJ THEY MEAN SO MUCH TO ME

"dont make promises you cant keep, mr parker" "yeah, but those are the best kind" YIPPEE HIM AND GWEN ARE GONNA BE FINE

END OF THE MOVIEEEEEE WE DID IT. ON TO. MY FAVORITE FILM IN THE WORLD IM SO EXCITED AJKGHKJADHGKLJHALGKHALGJ

nick watches spiderman (cont.)

im gonna make another post bc i have a feeling im close to hitting the text limit on my other one but we're still on the first movie!! im gonna try and get thru this movie soon bc i HAVE to get to the second ones before my demons get me

okay where we are rn ben just died and peters in his evil era tryin to find the guy who did it

like hes just goin up to random dudes and beating them up bc he thinks its The Guy when its not

and every time i watch this movie i forget if they find him or if the plot point is abandoned bc peter has bigger problems by then KJGSHLKGJHSKH guess we'll remember together

peter falls thru a roof and these guys just let him go. like they leave him there. to be fair what were they supposed to do but still.

this is where we get the inspo to make a suit!! he sees a wrestling poster and is like "that could be me =D"

agh i wanna look like him so BAD bro i wish that were me

shoutout to him STEALING FROM OSCORP to make his web fluid thats so funny

this handstand moment is apparently judged by a lot of fans as him becoming spiderman but theyre SO wrong that doesnt happen until later in the film in my opinion

like thats just my opinion but other ppl can be wrong ig /lh

also how did he get this police radio. how do any of the spidermans get their radios. did they take them from officers. can u buy them. whats goin on here.

omggggg its captain stacyyyyy he'll be important later

like. incredibly important. GKJHSGKJSHGKJ we'll get to him in a minute.

"spandex.....spandex.......everything.......spandex......" i love peter so much

HE'S MAKIN THE SUITTTTT HES GOT THE SUIT NOW!!!!! THE SUIT OF ALL TIME!!!!!!!!!

i love this suit sooooo much its so textured and i love the logo its so fun

this car thief scene is rlly the scene of all time i love it

so many good peter lines from this scene

"seriously? u rlly think im a cop? a cop in a skin tight red and blue suit? yknow, u have got the mind of a true scholar, sir" PETER PLEASE BE NORMAL

this head tilt. the peter head tilt. in this context its kinda menacing but hes so me coded bc i also do the head tilt thing KHGSKJDHGKJ

the first time i saw this scene and for a while after i thought he told the cop "i just TOOK 80% of ur job" after he took the gun but he actually says "i just DID 80% of ur job" bc he webbed the criminal and i was so disappointed bc i rlly thought he was making a solid dig at the police force but hes just being petty KJGHSKJGHKSJ

ugh him talking to may here makes me sooooo sad. "u dont have to wait up for me, yknow" "yes i do" SHE LOVES HER NEPHEW PLEASEEEE

shes so worried for her nephew. seeing him hurt just destroys her. this boy is all she has. she lost her husband, her brother, her sister in law, and seeing her nephew come home at god knows what time just beat up and wounded must be so heartwrenching and she cant do anything bc he wont talk to her. i love tasm may shes so interesting.

"aunt may please, please go to sleep." "i cant sleep! dont u understand? i cant sleep! peter, listen to me. secrets have a cost, theyre not for free. not now, not ever." SOOOOO TRUE QUEEN. I SENSE A THEME.

AND THEN HE JUST WALKS OFF. LEAVES HER THERE. AJHGJSKGJAGFSJHF

oh yeah they're pushing curt to start human trials when they cure isnt ready, oscorp is so incredibly corrupt and its done so well in both films

"people die. even norman osborn." AKJGHKJSAGH SOOOOOO TRUE. YES. I HATE NORMAN SO MUCH.

also sorry for just quoting this movie so much it has so many good lines that i could talk about for the rest of my life

oh yeahhhhh this guy wants to start human trials??? at the veterans hospital?????

ugh theyre talking about plot that we dont learn until like the second film so its not important yet but its such a cool thing later on

PETER AND GWENNNNN I LOVE THEM

she really cares about him and it makes me so happy

shes inviting him to dinner!!!! with her family!!!!! its a family hes never met eating a meal hes never heard of but still its with the girl he really likes so hes gonna just deal with it and show up anyway

ugh normans doing things /neg

hes doing human trials. on himself. lets see how this goes HGKJSDHGKJL

oh hi peter. dinner date time.

he brought gwens mother flowers???? KWHGKSJGHSKJHGK theyre a little messed up bc they were in his bag while he was swinging but still!!! he brought flowers for this girls mom hes so sweet

"you must be peter" "dad this is. peter." thank u gwen

oh yeah i failed to mention that the captain of the police department is gwens dad if u didnt catch that from his last name

curt has his arm back!!! the cure worked!!!! hoping and praying that nothing bad happens and he just gets to live a normal life and be happy from now on

he has to go catch the one guy that i forgot the name of (edit its dr ratha) from going to the veteran hospital but the cure is backfiring so hes like. goin thru it. lizard moment.

anyway peter cant cut fish corrcctly

hes never had a fancy meal like this!! hes a little dumb!!!

uh ohhhh theyre talking about spidermannnnn yikes

this is what it feels like to talk politics with relatives

"if i wanted the car thief off the street, he wouldve been off the street" "so why wasnt he then?" PETER. CHILL. UR TRYING TO DATE HIS DAUGHTER PLS BE NICE

"its called strategy, im sure ur aware of the term strategy? maybe u learned about that in school?" MR STACY U ARE ALSO NOT HELPINGGGG

"i think he stands for what u stand for, sir. protecting innocent people from bad guys." banger line right there skajfhksjd

peter still apologized and said that he didnt mean to insult mr stacy but still ksajdfhkjsd cmon peter be nice

BIG PLOT HOLE HERE. peter webs gwen and pulls her closer and she goes "youre spiderman?" before he kisses her. HE HASNT GOTTEN THAT NAME YET. NO ONES CALLING HIM SPIDERMAN YET. WHERE DID SHE GET THAT.

ugh it gets me every time like where did that come frommmm

peter pulling away completely and turning around when her mother catches them is so funny hes trying to be respectful

uh oh crime time

HE JUST JUMPS OFF THE ROOF. BYE.

so yeah curt connors is now a giant lizard monster thing trying to find dr ratha and?? kill him???? okay yeah kill him he just threw his car off the bridge

peter has this moment of either going after lizard or helping save this mans son and he goes to save the kid and i love peter so much

hes also very very good with kids. he convinces this little boy that his mask has special powers to help the kid get out of the car safe and its so sweet

like this kid is terrified and honestly so is peter but hes staying calm and convincing this kid that this mask will make him stronger so he can save him. THIS is the moment i was talking about. this is when peter becomes spiderman.

the moment he gave that kid back to his father alive and safe is when he became a superhero. thats also when he coins the name. but this exact moment is what made him into the actual hero rather than just having the name. he gets home and he stares at his mask bc now he knows he has an immense responsibility to save peoples lives and keep them safe.

i love this movie

oh yeah mr stacy issued an arrest warrant for spiderman after the bridge attack thats so silly of him.

more petergwen lets goooo

"does it scare you? what you can do?" "no." "...youve got to lay low." "no, cant do that." "youve got to. i mean, why?" "because of last night. those people on the bridge. whatever was attacking them wouldve killed them. so i gotta go after it." "thats not your job." "maybe it is." SUCHHHHH A GOOD CONVERSATION. UGH.

OKAY IM GONNA. LEAVE THIS ONE HERE. ive finally got motivation so im gonna keep it going in a reblog like right away but im gonna stop this post here before it gets too long skjhfksjd

#nick watches spiderman

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hey-yes-hi-hello · 2 years ago

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Hi! I’m just a little Panic! fan who’s listening to the new album and wants to share my little opinions even though no one cares 🥰 Let’s go!

Viva Las Vengeance

Okay this was the first song released and I played it about 30 times in the first 24 hours. I unironically fell in love with it- I loved the beat, the instrumentals, and though the lyrics were nonsense (like all others) I could understand them and enjoyed singing them.

Middle Of A Breakup

This song was… kinda bad ngl. I really wanted to like it but the lyrics were kinda trash (except for a few lines). The “oh shit you’re kissing my neck” part makes me physically cringe EVERY time because what even is this??? Needed a filler real bad 💀 It’s still a bop but I’m probs gonna say that about most of this album because I’m a sucker and don’t like disliking stuff. Doesn’t stop it from getting stuck in my head though-

Don’t Let The Light Go Out

I definitely liked this more than MOAB and Local God, though the verses felt a little rushed and still too high pitched, compared to the vibe the song was going after. And the way the chorus went all quiet and musicless and slow-paced threw me off a bit but oh well. I’d listen to it while driving in the rain.

Local God

It’s an okay song, but it lowkey annoys me LMAO. Maybe it’s just the way he says “local god” but I wanted to punch him in the face fr. I didn’t catch most of the lyrics but I think I just wasn’t paying attention- but I got the general vibe and it’s not awful.

Star Spangled Banger

BRENDON BESTIE WHAT IS THIS. THE CHORUS IS SO RANDOM AND UNINTELLIGIBLE AND WE CAN BARELY HEAR YOU. AND WHY ARE YOU TRYING TO RAP THE VERSES LMAOOO. AND THE SLOW “HOME OF THE FREAKS” AT THE END OF EACH VERSE IS NOT IT.

God Killed Rock and Roll

Okay I can see why people are saying it’s a Bohemian Rhapsody rip-off- he didn’t even try to hide it 💀 Even this “slow-ish” song feels rushed and- wait why is it making clicky sounds- WHAT IS THIS SOUND LOL. If this man sings another high-note I swear- You’re tryna do that gritty thing but it’s not working 💀 Want a throat lozenge?

Say It Louder

First two lines really calling yourself out huh- THE SELF-MADE ECHO MADE ME CRY LMAO. Brendon the music covers up ur voice so much what are you even saying SAY IT LOUDER. This is such a mess I’m shaking and crying rn. The chorus has an good beat (rhythm? Idk I like how it sounds) but the lyrics- hm. This slow part does not go at ALL what was he trying to to LMAO. I like the little piano (I think) in the background tho that’s cool.

Sugar Soaker

Okay I like this more than the others so far, I like the soft thing he’s doing with his voice. Ah okay glad to hear the chorus sounds entirely unique and original 😃 Idk what decade this is reminding me of but it’s something old methinks. 60’s/70’s? Bro I don’t know but it’s got a vibe- not the chorus though the chorus sucks. WTF IS THE INTERLUDE LMFAO SOUNDS LIKE A DUMPSTER FIRE. “HA HA HA HA 🥵” STFU LOL. Okay I can handle a few “come on”s but dude 💀

Something About Maggie

Let him GOOOO- shh. WOAH straight into it with “makes me want to slit my wrists 🤪” bro read the room 💀 “People say people say run awayyyy” the level of cringe is unreal- THE HIGH NOTES ARE SO RANDOM AND UNCOMFORTABLE LMFAO. My dude you have a wife leave Maggie alone-

Sad Clown

Okay I heard 10 seconds of this yesterday and I think I’m going to like it so let’s see🤞🏻 “LEAVE ME ALOOOONE” BROSKI SOUNDS LIKE UR SINGING “INTO THE UNKNOWN” AGAIN LMAOOO. Okay nvm literally the only line I like is “your majesty’s magnificent, my tragedy is imminent” it’s literally the only good-sounding line WHY WASN’T MORE OF IT LIKE THIS HUH :( Every time he screams “I’m crying” I expect him to break out Local God again LMAO. “Is this all there is?!” made me wanna neck ngl I cringed 💀 Again, this slow part is NOT IT.

All by Yourself

“You sweet little kitten” STOPSTOPSOTPSOTP- Again, too many words in verses, or trying to sing too fast. Take a breather my dude. And the chorus- it’s a clear rip-off of the original but it doesn’t fit with the song at ALL. I like what he’s trying to do with his voice but he’s failing lol. I want more soft/slow lyrics/songs :( “It’s you and me~” alright Kate Bush 💀 And AGAIN he’s trying to do the gritty thing but FAILING.

Do It To Death

I like the music at the beginning. Why do “give it a try” and “before we die” sound like they’re from Grease LMFAO. Okay this isn’t as bad as the others so far I’ll give it that- nvm where did the music go 💀 Bestie you’re AT the limit and had surpassed your stay- Nvm this just sounds like such a try hard song lmao I’m not a fan. Now it’s slow and dramatic and for WHAT. OMG NO HE DID NOT. NO YOU SHUT UP. I SEE WHAT YOU WERE TRYNA DO BUT IT JUST SOUNDED LIKE THE SONG CUT OUT AND ACCIDENTALLY STARTED PLAYING VIVA LAS VENGEANCE 💀

Overall:

Look, I went into this as a hardcore Panic! fan prepared to force myself to like these and defend them and bop along to them- but this was actual dogshit. As previously stated there were a few songs that I genuinely enjoyed and would listen to again but most of these were straight up PAINFUL. And they don’t sound like Panic! at ALL. And I know not every album has to/will sound the same and I don’t expect them to, but they all had a vibe, y’know? A Panic! vibe. Just enough uniqueness and boppiness and drama and angst for it to WORK. Pretty. Odd. and Too Weird to Live, Too Rare to Die both sound COMPLETELY different but they both sound distinctly like Panic! in ways I’m not smart enough to explain. This did not.

I’m a full on proper Panic! fan and this album was incredibly disappointing to me. I know I’m sounding really mean and negative here but I promise it’s just for the funny 😭 I don’t hate Brendon or anything. And if you enjoy the album then I support you 100%! It’s just not my cup of tea :) But I’m not giving up hope!

#panic! at the disco #p!atd #brendon urie #viva las vengeance #middle of a breakup #don’t let the light go out #local god #star spangled banger #god killed rock and roll #say it louder #sugar soaker #something about maggie #sad clown #all by yourself #do it to death

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adoringhaikyuu · 4 years ago

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you have a nightmare that they cheated on you

characters: akaashi + iwaizumi + oikawa + (gn!reader)

request: hi! can I request a headcanon where akaashi, iwaizumi, and oikawa wake up to you having a nightmare that they cheated on you? something fluffy please 🙏🏼🥺 • by @vitamingummies

warnings: mentions of cheating ig but it doesn’t actually happen obvi– + a lil bit of angst

notes: hope u enjoy <3 i tried to make them all a bit different! (i don’t think i’ll do anymore of these tho cause i feel like i’ve run out of possibilities for it to go)

akaashi:

akaashi stirred awake slightly when he felt you moving around on your side of the bed

he was half asleep, drifting in and out

and he felt the bed dip as you got up, which he assumed meant that you were going to the bathroom

but once he realized it’d been a while since you left, he checked the time, 3am

he got up to go look for you, wiping his eyes sleepily

he went to the bathroom and frowned when the lights were off and you were nowhere to be found

he slugged off to the kitchen, then the living room and was shocked to see you sitting there in the dark, wrapped up in a blanket

“baby?” his voice was deep and groggy as he padded over to you, yawning before continuing. “what are you doing out here?”

you noticed him, but didn’t look up, trying to hide your face from him, which, even in his drowsy state, he knew was a bad sign.

he bent down in front of you and felt the fatigue jump out of his body when he realized you had tears falling down your cheeks. “what’s wrong? what happened?” he brought his hands to your cheeks and tried to wipe the tears, but more kept falling seemingly at a faster rate once he touched you.

he tried to catch your eye, but you wouldn’t let him. “come on baby, please talk to me? i’m not going anywhere until i figure out what’s wrong.”

he sat down next to you and pulled you into his lap, making sure the blanket was secure before holding you tight and running his hand up and down your side soothingly.

when your cries had reduced to sniffles and you calmed down a bit, you spoke up, playing with the collar of akaashi’s shirt to distract yourself. “i just...it’s stupid––”

he interrupted immediately, “of course it’s not stupid, if it made you this upset then we should talk about it. i wanna make sure you’re alright, okay?”

you nodded and swallowed, psyching yourself up to reveal everything to him. “well i––i had a dream, no, a nightmare really,” you laughed humorlessly. “where you um...you left me? well that was after you cheated on me but...” you felt him take a deep breath, “it just felt so real, you know? it hurt like a lot and then i woke up because it was so painful and i guess...the emotions carried through even after i left the dream.” you sighed, “i’m sorry i didn’t mean to worry you, i just...i don’t know, i needed to clear my head, i guess.”

a few seconds passed before you felt a gentle hand under your chin, raising your head. you finally looked into akaashi’s eyes and he spoke up. “baby, i’m sorry that you experienced that, even if it was just a dream. just hearing about it hurts me too.” he swiped his thumb over your cheek and you nuzzled into his touch. “but know that i would never ever do that to you, i could never hurt you like that and i won’t, okay?” he waited for you to nod in agreement before nodding as well and pulling you into a hug. “i’m here to love and protect you, remember that.” he kissed your cheek but didn’t let you out of the hug.

“are you better now?” again, he waited for you to nod. “let’s go back to bed, yeah?” he hugged you tight. “i’m not letting you go tonight.”

iwaizumi:

iwaizumi grunted, confused when he felt you moving around more than usual behind him,

no longer wrapped around him with one leg over his waist like how you had fallen asleep

when he heard you mumble a few things under your breath, he thought maybe you were just dreaming

but when he heard a whimper of his name, followed by “please no––”

he turned around immediately, and turned on his bedside lamp, concerned and alert

he noticed that your face looked like it was in pain, like you were hurt

he put a hand on your cheek and stroked it gently with his thumb

“wake up sweetheart.”

you shook your head from side to side, seemingly wrestling with what you were seeing in your nightmare

he kissed your forehead, “come on, come back to me. open your eyes for me baby.”

he shook your side a few times and you finally opened your eyes, but he frowned when he noticed the pain still hadn’t left your face

his eyes widened when you suddenly threw yourself into his arms, burying your face in the crook of his neck, sniffling as you blinked the tears away. he wrapped his arms around you immediately, “hey it’s okay, i’m here. you’re safe.”

he rubbed his hands up and down your back soothingly and whispered reassuring things in your ear, kissing your temple every now and then.

after a few minutes of holding you, he spoke up. “do you wanna tell me what happened in your nightmare? i’m right here, nothing bad’s gonna happen i promise.”

your hand came up to hold the side of his jaw and neck and you sat up slightly, but he made sure to keep you secure and not let you run off, not that you were going to. “um...well i was coming over to your house cause we had a date night planned...” you trailed off slightly and felt his hand rub your thigh reassuringly. you sighed, “the door was unlocked so i came in, and i noticed another girl’s shoes in by the door?” you felt him stiffen under you but you went on. “so i went to find you, to ask you about it...but when i got to your room, you were...on top of her, and you can...fill in the blanks i’m guessing...”

he opened his mouth to say something but you spoke before he could. “and you don’t have to apologize or anything, i know it wasn’t you and you wouldn’t do that...it just felt real and that really hurt me. but i’m sure i’ll get over it soon.” you tried to smile but it felt like a grimace more than anything and iwaizumi sighed. you mistook it for annoyance and your eyes widen, “oh i’m sorry, you’re probably tired, i’ll just––”

you tried to get off his lap but he stopped you, confused. “no, darling i don’t care what time it is, this is important. i only sighed because i don’t like how you’re pretending to be okay when you’re not.” he put a hand under your chin, “it’s okay if you’re not okay. but i’m here for you, to help you feel better, yeah?” he kissed your nose lightly. “you have nothing to apologize for, and i know you said i don’t either, but i’m sorry that i hurt you, even if it was in a dream.”

you smiled for real this time and kissed his cheek, making him blush lightly. “you’re too sweet to me, you know that?”

his brows furrowed, “not possible.” he gave you a quick peck on the lips and lied you back down on the bed with a small smile before turning off the light. he slid back in with you and put his arm around your waist to pull you close. “you ready to sleep?”

you nodded, “do you mind cuddling me until i fall asleep?”

“of course not, but you’re funny if you think i’m letting you go at all, even in my sleep.”

oikawa:

oikawa was sleeping peacefully, rolling over to wrap his arm around you and pull you close and his brows furrowed when you swung his arm back to his side, but he stayed asleep

he kept sleeping even after you repeated this three more times

but when you did it one more time, this time with more force, he whined and blinked his eyes open slowly

“y/n-chaaan, let me hold you~”

you simply huffed and kept staring in front of you, into the darkness of your room, your arms and legs crossed as you sat up against the headboard

you don’t even know how long you’d been awake, it was 4am, but you couldn’t be bothered to care

as soon as you saw oikawa with his tongue down another girl’s throat, while she sat in his lap, you were so mad you couldn’t think

...this was in a dream of course, and you know that––

but it still pissed you off

“wha––” oikawa leaned up on one arm to get a better look at you and make sure he wasn’t imagining things. “what are you doing up?” he turned his head to look at the clock on the nightstand, “wh––four a.m??” he turned back to you dramatically, and while normally you would’ve found it amusing, today was a different day.

you felt oikawa drag himself to a sitting position as he stared at you frantically and utterly confused. “what is going on here??” when you didn’t respond, his shoulders drooped down and he placed a hand on your thigh which you quickly slapped off. he squawked, “baby??–”

“you don’t get to call me that.”

his head bobbed back, offended. “what do you mean?! what happened in the hours that i was asleep?”

again, you stayed silent and of course, he kept talking. “y/n-chan you can’t just not tell me what’s wrong, this is outrageous!”

you sat there, brewing in your annoyance for a few moments before cutting off his rant, voice completely monotone. “you cheated on me.”

there was a brief silence, a moment of processing before he exploded. “i’m sorry, what?! i most certainly did not! what are you talking about ?! i am loyal!”

you shrugged, only fueling the fire and his eyes widened. “what do you mean?” he imitated your shrug mockingly, “where did you get this insane theory from?!”

he was talking far too loud for 4am, and you did not want a visit from the neighbors. “tooru––”

“tooru?! who is that?! i’m baby! love! your loyal boyfriend! soon to be husband when we’re ready!––”

you finally turned to him, “you’re being too loud! it’s four am––”

he glared but lowered his voice, maybe a fraction. “y/n-chan you are not gliding over your preposterous accusation like this––why on earth do you think i cheated?!”

you blinked, unfazed. “i saw it.”

“that’s impossible because it never happened!”

“yes it did! i saw your tongue go down her fucking throat and your hands were all over her and she was in your lap, tooru. that’s why i woke up because i saw it and i got mad. how dare you do that––”

“i’m telling you that never happened! i don’t know who you saw but it wasn’t––wait.” he blinked a few times and you could practically see the gears turning in his head. his eyes narrowed and he tilted his head. “did you say you saw it and you woke up? are you talking about a dream??”

you clenched your jaw, “more like nightmare but that’s irrelevant, the point is you cheated–”

“y/n-chaaan––” he threw himself on you and wrapped his arms around you, ignoring your protests. he placed his head on your lap and looked up at you, with a pout. “you scared me! i thought you were really mad at––”

“i am mad at you.”

“what?! but it wasn’t even real!”

“dream tooru and real tooru are basically the same.”

“when are you going to stop calling me that?” he frowned, giving you puppy dog eyes and you groaned, slapping a hand over his face (gently), but he still yelped anyways.

“don’t look at me like that.”

he took your hand off and kissed your palm softly. “why, is it working?”

you sighed and looked away. “...i know it wasn’t real but it still hurt seeing you like that, you know? that’s why i was so annoyed––it wasn’t even real but it still affected me so much.”

he sat up against the headboard and pulled you into his lap, pleased to see you weren’t complaining. you placed your hands on his shoulders and kept your eyes down, focused on his chest. he squeezed your waist and ducked his head down to peck your lips, smiling victoriously when it made you smile.

“i would never be as dumb as dream me and throw our precious relationship away, i love you way too much and value having you in my life far too much to do something like that.” he kissed your cheek, “you’re it for me, got it?”

you nodded, looking up into his eyes to see how serious he was. you could see the love he had for you. “okay...i love you baby.”

he smiled, “i love you too. so much.” he kissed you on the lips gently. “now can we please cuddle? we both need our beauty sleep.”

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The Day Out

GN!MC Summary: MC and Solomon spend the day out enjoying the wonders of the Devildom. The problem with this? They never told the seven Lords of Hell that they’d be gone for the day. TW: Torture (Not to the MC or the bros tho), Injuries, Murder (Again, just an unimportant Background Character) When the Wise King Solomon asks you out of nowhere if you would like to spend a day exploring the Devildom with him, some hesitancy is to be expected. We’re talking about an ancient wizard who is notoriously sketchy in every way and who seems to always have some kind of personal agenda that he uses for everything. But the fact in the matter was that you had just survived and grueling two weeks of exams at RAD, and the stress of always being passed around between the demon brothers to partake in their various schemes and problems was really starting to wear on you. So a day out, relaxing, and finally getting to explore Devildom in its entirety, regardless of the company, actually sounded pretty good. Solomon had asked you to meet him outside of the House of Lamentation just before dawn. He stood there now, looking as collected and secretive as ever, with a satchel strapped over his shoulder. “Ready to go and enjoy the company of another human?” “More than ever! What’s with the bag?” The wizard shrugged held out his arm to you. “I thought I might collect a few potion ingredients if I happen to spot any. The Devildom is home to a number of special rarities after all, and it would be horrible not to take advantage of my time down here to collect some of them.” That was fair. You took Solomon’s arm and allowed him to pull you close to his side before the two of you took off onto a trail in the woods.

*** Later that morning Mammon frowned as he approached his human’s room. You hadn’t been at breakfast, and he hadn’t heard from you all morning. This was weird. More than weird, it was worrying. It seemed like ever since you had arrived in the Devildom, the second born had a hard time getting you to leave his side, and sure it was annoying at first, but he had come to appreciate the warm presence that you exuded and found himself feeling strangely cold without you there. He knocked on the door. “MC! Ya gonna missed breakfast! Wake up, ya lazy bones. Just because it’s the weekend, doesn't mean ya get to hold up in ya room all day like Levi!” He smirked at his own insult and waited for your inevitable retort. Instead, he was met with silence. Mammon’s frown made a quick reappearance. “Oi! Don’t go ignoring the Great Mammon! Beel’s gonna eat you’re share and I don’t wanna hear ya complainin’ that you’re hungry all day. Now wake up!” Again, silence. He growled quietly to himself in frustration as a knot of concern began to tighten in his stomach. “MC, open the door and get over here or I’m comin’ myself! This ain’t funny, human!” When he was once again met with no response, the demon cursed under his breath and went to open the door; to his surprise, it was unlocked. He threw the door open and glared inside the room. “That’s it human! Up and at it! I’ll drag ya down to the dining room mysel-” He cut himself off as he noticed the room was empty. “MC?” Mammon looked around, noting your unmade bed and window being propped slightly open. He chuckled worriedly and began to look around a little more frantically. “Ha. Ha. Very funny. What? Ya plannin’ to jump and scare me? Ain’t gonna work, so ya might as well come out now. Seriously, MC. This ain’t funny.” The knot pulled tighter as he realized he was talking to himself. He began to search every nook and cranny of the room, hoping to Diavolo that maybe you were just really dedicated to this prank and was still hiding, but paled as he realized you were nowhere to be found. “Shit!” He cursed aloud and sprinted to the dining room where the rest of the brothers still sat. “MC is missing!” *** You gasped and ran ahead of Solomon as the two of you walked through the forest. You crouched down and looked at a patch of glowing blue mushrooms, eyes wide with awe. “It’s so beautiful,” you gasped and glanced over your shoulder. “I can’t believe I’ve been in the Devildom for nearly a year and never came out here.” Solomon chuckled at your child-like wonder. “The forest can be quite dangerous to those who don’t know what to look out for. For example, those beautiful glowing mushrooms?” he gestured to the fungus in front you, “Those are called the Ardentes Mushrooms. They explode on contact and create a poisonus gas.” You’re eyes widened as you quickly scrambled back from it. “What?! Why didn’t you tell me that before I got close?” The wizard shrugged and put a hand on your waist to pull you close to his side, as he handed you a cloth. “Like you said, you’ve been here for nearly a year and haven’t seen much because those demons have gotten quite protective of you. I thought you might enjoy observing and learning about the wilds of the Devildom. Put the cloth over your mouth and nose, and watch.” You did as instructed. Solomon smirked before putting a cloth mask over his own face. With one hand holding you close to him, a safe distance from the mushrooms, Solomon picked up a long stick and gently poked one of the fungus. With a small poof it quickly became engulfed in azure flames aned small glowing flecks danced and sparkled in the air around you. You held back a gasp from behind the cloth as you watched in amazement, and Solomon simply stood there holding and watching you. *** The Seven Avatars of Sin stood in the lounge anxiously. They had searched the entire House of Lamentation inch by inch and there was no sign of the human that had been entrusted under their protection. Lucifer sighed and leaned against the table. “If they’re not in the manor, we have to consider other possibilities. Has anyone had any luck reaching them?” He looked over at Levi, “Could you potentially trace their D.D.D. if we aren’t able to reach them?” Levi solemnly shook his head and placed the mentioned device on the table. “Found it in their room,” he ran a hand over his face in frustration. “They know better than to go out without their phone! This isn’t like them!” “Maybe they didn’t go willingly.” All attention snapped over to Satan, who was looking at the D.D.D thoughtfully with a hand on his chin. Mammon paled as his hands gripped tightly onto the chair in front of him. “Y-Ya mean ya think someone took them?” The aura in the room darkened as Satan nodded. “Levi’s right. They know better than to leave without one of us and even if they had to, they would at the very least take their D.D.D. They may be reckless sometimes, but they’ve been more careful about their safety ever since-” he paused and glanced at Belphegore before clearing his throat. “But that’s besides the point. Their window was unlocked and open as well. A demon could’ve very easily gotten in through there and took them while we were all asleep.” Asmo let out a dramatic gasp and threw himself onto Beelzebub’s arm. “Oh the poor dear! They must’ve been so frightened being taken advantage of like that!” Beel looked down at Asmodeus both disturbed by his brother’s antics, but also distraught by his words. Belphie rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. “But there wasn’t any signs of foul play in the room. No signs of struggle.” Satan hummed in thought. “MC is a human with no particular means of defense. They’re weak enough awake,” a spark of wrath flared behind Satan’s eyes as he clenched his jaw. “I imagine that asleep, they wouldn’t even have the chance to become fully conscious before a demon, even a lesser demon, could knock them out.” Lucifer growled lowly. “We’ll find whoever did this, get MC back, and make the perpetrators responsible for this regret their very existence.” In that moment, the brothers had never appeared more frightening or demonic, as the room filled with eyes glowing with the promise of death, snarls of anger at the knowledge that someone dared to touch what belonged to them. In that moment, they truly were the Lords of the Devildom. Satan grinned a wide, murderous grin, “It seems, for once, we agree, Big Brother.” *** You peacefully continued to gather the flowers and mushrooms that Solomon had pointed out to you and verified were “safe for human contact” as the mid day sun beamed lazily through the tree branches of the forest. You quietly hummed to yourself and glanced occasionally over at Solomon who was collecting some of the more dangerous samples to observe later on. You smiled at the wizard. It wasn’t often you got to see him so relaxed. It seemed like every time you saw him, he was prepared for at least ten different scenarios and was weaving the strings of manipulation before his victim could even blink. But out here, where there were no prying eyes and no other tasks to follow, Solomon looked open and the most human that you’ve ever seen him. “You really like it out here, huh?” He glanced back at you with a raised eyebrow, and made quick work of putting his current sample into a storage bottle. “And how did you come to that conclusion?” You rolled your eyes and went back to picking mushrooms as you spoke. “I just mean that you seem so calm and...loose out here. Like you’ve finally dropped that act that you always put on and are finally allowed to be yourself.” Solomon was silent as he looked at you with a strange glint in his eyes. As after a moment or two, he smirked and chuckled softly as he looked away. “For a human with no magical talents, I have to applaud your skills of observation. I think I can understand how it was you, and only you, that was able to see through the brothers as you have.” You shrugged and attempted to hide the blush dusting over your cheeks. “It’s nothing. I just want to-” You cut yourself off as a low growl fills the air not far from you. You slowly look up to see what appears to be a mix of a bear, a rat, and a skeleton, standing only a few meters from you. It’s beady red eyes were glaring directly at you. Your breath caught in your throat as you froze, “S-Solomon?” “MC, listen very carefully. What’s in front of you is an Iacis Rat. They are extremely hostile, and considering their hibernation period has just ended, I imagine they are very hungry. I need you to back up very slowly and carefully. Avert your eyes, and hunch low to seem unthreatening. Keep it in your peripheral vision,” his voice was low and calm but firm with a sense of urgency. You took a shaky breath and slowly began to do as Solomon instructed. You got five steps in before you heard something snap beneath your foot. The giant rat let out a horrendous roar that you could feel vibrate in your bones as it suddenly swiped at you. Your cry of pain pierced the air as it sliced open your arm and threw you back several feet. Another snap; only this time it was the fragile bones in your other arm breaking, not a stick. You could hear Solomon shouting a series of spells, before he quickly scooped you up and began to run. You whimpered as he picked you up and jostled your arm. “We’ll get that taken care of in a minute MC, for now, we need to run.” You glance over his shoulder and see the rat surrounded by a series of warding walls and swatting at a few crackling balls of arcane energy that prodded at it and flew around its head. The two of you managed to get away. You found yourself sitting on near a cliff, panting heavily as you looked out on a view of all the Devildom, with the sun just beginning to set. It would’ve been beautiful if you weren’t bleeding and in pain. Solomon crouched beside you and inspected the gash on your arm and your broken bones the moment he had deemed that you were both safe once more. After a few silent moments of observation, he had set up a small fire and began to brew some kind of potion. You watched closely as he worked, and within an few, agony filled minutes the wizard was holding out a small cup to you. “I am so sorry you got injured. In all honesty, I had forgotten about the Icais Rats post-hibernation season, and foolishly believed that we would be safe today,” He sighed and shook his head. “Regardless, this potion should heal all the injuries on your person. Though I should warn you, this will hurt...quite a lot actually. You can hold my hand during the process if you’d like.” You took a shaky breath and took his hand into yours. The wizard smiled softly at you and pressed a kiss to your fingers before handing you the potion. “Whenever you’re ready.” You eyed the red liquid in the cup before bringing it to your lips. Before you could change your mind you quickly downed the potion and squeezed tightly onto Solomon’s hand. You tensed waiting for the pain to kick in... but nothing happened. You frowned and looked over at Solomon. “I don’t feel any worse than I did before. Are you sure this thing-” You were cut off as a fiery hot pain suddenly shot down both your arms and your head began to throb. Your loud piercing scream could be heard all throughout the forest as the pain began to overwhelm you. Solomon pulled you into his lap, and held you tightly with one hand as the other ran his fingers through your hair. “I know,” he whispered softly through your screams. “It’ll be over soon. Just a couple minutes. You can do this MC. It’ll be alright.” You sobbed as waves of pain hit you over and over again, until a sudden cool, sweet, numbness began to trickle over you. A gasp escaped from you as you stilled in Solomon’s arms. The wizard chuckled, “Growing back your bones isn’t very fun. I’m sorry you had to go through that. You should be feeling better now.” You looked down at your arms, and sure enough, the gash on your arm was gone with no sign of it having ever existed and the bones in your other arm had mended. You sniffed and wiped away the tears that had begun to appear in your eyes and looked over to Solomon. “Can you take me back to the House now? I think I’d like to take a nap.” He smiled sadly at you. “Of course.” *** A loud agonized scream rang off the walls of the House of Lamentation, causing Belphegore and Satan to grin. Their victim hung by their hands, chained to a wall while they slowly carved into its flesh. “You know neither of us are exactly known for a patience...” Belphie drawled as he slowly brought a claw down across the lower demon’s chest. “So this is your last chance; Tell us where MC is.” The demon sobbed openly as it shook it’s head. “I’m telling you! I don’t know where they are! I swear! Please, let me go! Please, I don’t know anything!” Satan tsked as he polished a knife and approached the demon. “Really? Because I know for a fact that you have been following them around and watching them at RAD lately,” he points the knife against the demon’s throat. “You wanted them, didn’t you? You were figuring out their routine so that you could take them for yourself. Admit it!” The poor demon sobbed even louder as it’s body trembled. “No! I admit, I-I was following them around! But not because I wanted to- to- kidnap them or anything! I swear! I-” the demon’s face turned red, “I find them attractive and I-I was trying to work up the nerve to talk to them! That’s all!” It made eye contact with Satan, it’s expression pained and desperate. “Surely you guys understand that! I-I mean all of you brothers like them, right? That’s why you’re always following them-” The demon didn’t get a chance to finish before Belphegore growled and snapped the demon’s neck. Satan rose an eyebrow at his younger brother, causing Belphie to shrug in response. “He didn’t have anything we needed, and was just babbling. It was annoying.” Satan rolled his eyes and looked back at Lucifer, who stood in the back of the room, going over stacks of papers, maps, and occasionally checking his D.D.D. “Another dead end.” The eldest brother scowled and crossed something out on a piece of paper. “Right. That’s it for possibilities at RAD then. We should start with the list of possible suspects from The Fall and the people Mammon’s indebted to then. They’ll be harder to get a hold of, but some of them would definitely have a strong motive.” Just as he finished, the House doors swung open and Mammon and Levi came marching in with the angels in tow. “We got them,” Mammon stated the obvious as he unnecessarily pushed the two in front of him. “They’d just gotten back from RAD. We haven’t told them anything yet.” Simeon gasped at the sight of the tortured demon still hanging dead on the wall in front of them, and quickly drew Luke against him, hiding the younger angel from the sight. He glared over at Lucifer. “What is the meaning of all of this?” Lucifer ignored the question and frowned when he noticed there was only two out of the three exchange students. “Where’s Solomon?” “Chihuahua says that he’s been gone all day gathering ingredients for some potion. Based off of the stuff missing from his room, and the feed from the security cameras, it checks out,” Levi explained. “Luke is not a chihuahua!” Simeon loudly defended, surprising all the demons in the room, as the little angel hugged himself closer to Simeon. The elder celestial scowled at everyone. “Now will someone please explain to us exactly what is going on and why you all are acting like a bunch of mindless, feral, demons, when we all know you are more intelligent and civilized than that!” Lucifer gave him a flat look as he crossed his arms over his chest. He opened his mouth to speak, but was cut of by a hiss of pain as a sharp, agonizing, burn suddenly swiped over his upper right arm. Not too long after, an even stronger twinge filled his entire left arm. A quick look around the room told him that his brothers were feeling the same thing; meaning this could only be one thing: MC was hurt. Mammon snarled as he grabbed the front of Simeon’s robes. “Look, we ain’t got time to mess around. MC’s been taken, and is currently being hurt. That’s all ya need to know. What we need to know is if you got any ideas in that feathery, “holier-than-thou”, brain of yours who might’a took them or where they are! If ya can’t help us, than ya useless, and you can just get the hell outta our way while we actually do something about it!” Simeon’s eyes widened as he felt Luke stiffen against him. The elder angel glanced over Mammon to Lucifer, “MC is missing? For how long?” The second-born growled and harshly shoved the angel away from him. “Did ya not hear anything I just said?! We ain’t got time for stupid questions! Now do ya know where they are or not?!” The angel opened his mouth to speak, when Lucifer’s ring tone suddenly cut him off. The demon quickly snatched it up and put the call on speaker. “Asmo, report. Any sign?” “Beel and I didn’t have any luck downtown, so we were headed back to House. We were passing the woods, when Beel... Beel thinks he’s picked up the scent of MC’s blood. We’re following it now.” Simeon shivered as he felt the demonic power in the room quadruple in strength and could practically feel it’s energy crackling in the air around them. Mammon’s face paled, as the second-born cursed and rushed towards the door. Satan, Leviathan, and Belphegore weren’t far behind him; all four brothers were already shifted into their demon forms. Lucifer’s expression became absolutely murderous as he swung his cloak over his shoulders and moved past the angels to follow his brothers. “Keep track of the scent, and describe to me where you are. We’re all coming to-” Suddenly, all the brothers cried out in shock and pain, some of the younger ones even stumbling from it, as their bodies felt as though they had been filled with white-hot needles. Even more painful, however, was the distant, familiar, scream that could be heard on the other side of the phone call. “Th-that’s MC,” Beel grunted out through the pain. As suddenly as it came, the pain vanished as was replaced with a chilling, numbness that filled the demon’s with dread as the screams also ended. Levi froze and looked around at his brothers. “D-Does that mean...Are they?” Satan swallowed thickly and shook his head, but there was a hint of uncertainty and fear in his eyes. “No. If they were dead, we’d feel the pacts break. We’d know. R-Right, Lucifer?” The first born merely scowled and charged forward, leading the group towards the woods. “Let’s go find Beel and Asmo. We’re getting our human back now.” *** Solomon kept an arm wrapped around you as the two of you slowly made yourr way back down the trail to get home. He watched you carefully, keeping an eye out for any unexpected side-effects of the potion. “You’re sure you’re alright then?” You smiled weakly at him and nodded. “Yeah. Only side effect I’ve noticed is it’s made me quite tired. Other than that, I’m all better now, thanks to you.” You looked out at the trail ahead of you, “I’m sorry our day had to end on such a bad note.” The wizard waved a hand in dismissal. “Non-sense. It wasn’t something neither of us could control. Though perhaps I should’ve been more cautious before taking you out here,” he chuckled in thought. “Imagine what the brothers would say if I returned you beaten and broken from a giant rat attack.” You laughed and shook your head. “I doubt Lucifer would let me leave the House again! If I got hurt, it would be damaging to the program after all.” Solomon frowned at your words. “Do you truly think that is the only reason why he, or any of the others for that matter, would care if you get injured?” You shrugged and notably avoided the wizard’s gaze. “What other reason would they have for caring for me? Their the Demon Lords of the Devildom. I’m just MC. A defenseless human with no magical powers and nothing that makes them special.” Solomon stopped walking and grabbed you by the shoulders. He looked down at you with his stern silver eyes as though he was attempting to see straight into your soul. “You are MC. A descendent of the Angel Lilith, Master of all seven of the Avatars of Sin, and one of the kindest most observant individuals I have ever had the great fortune of knowing. You are not just some defenseless human, MC. You are special; and I know the brothers see that too.” You’re heart fluttered in your chest at his words, as a light warmth filled your chest. You opened your mouth to respond, when suddenly the calm forest air was filled with the sound of the Icais Rat’s roar and several battle cries. The two of you frowned and glanced at each other before cautiously making your way towards the commotion. There, in the middle of the same field you had been attacked in earlier, was all seven of the demon brothers, decked out in their demon forms, as they viciously brutalized the wild beast, that looked as though it had been killed within the first hit. Your eyes widened at the sight as you took several panicked steps closer to them. “Woah! Guys! Stop! What are you doing?!” You flinched back as you were suddenly being looked at by seven sets of manic eyes gleaming with danger. Solomon came up behind you and placed a hand on your shoulder, he began to quietly whisper the beginning of a protection incantation. You gulped and held up your hands defensively. “Easy boys. It’s just me. It’s MC.” Asmodeus was the first one to fall out of whatever daze the brothers all seemed to be under. His demon form instantly dropped as tears lined his eyes. “MC!!!” He sprinted over to you and was about to pounce, but found himself smacking into an invisible wall as Solomon threw his hand up. The demon rubbed his nose and gaped over at the wizard in shock and betrayal. “Solomon?! You’re the one that took MC?!” The vicious hue that surrounded the brothers while they were attacking quickly returned as they set their sights on the wizard. Lucifer growled, his eyes remaining fixed on the hand that the wizard kept on your shoulder. “I knew we couldn’t trust him. Solomon, we demand that you let MC go, now.” Your eyes widened as the demons began to surround you in a notably offensive position. You could feel Solomon’s hand tighten on your shoulder as he glared at them. “Not until you all calm down enough, that I feel that I can lower these protective walls without MC being maimed to death.” Levi squawked in offense. “Us hurt them?! You’re the one that kidnapped and tortured them!!!” “Wait what?!” You and Solomon exclaimed in sync. You shoved Solomon’s hand off your shoulder and stood between the wizard and the demons. “Alright, everyone calm down for a minute. I think there’s been a big misunderstanding. Why do you think that Solomon kidnapped and tortured me? That’s insane!” Satan eyed you analytically. “He’s probably given them a potion to manipulate their memories to make them think they’ve come willingly and have them be more submissive,” a few growls filled the air from the statement. Mammon moved as close to you as he could with the invisible wall still up, and looked at you desperately. “MC, you’ve been drugged. But we’re gonna get ya home! Solomon broke in through your window this mornin’ and took ya from us. We know that he’s hurt ya, but we’re not gonna let him hurt ya any more,” his eyes hardened as they shifted to Solomon. “That’s a promise.” Solomon sighed and shook his head. “I didn’t do any of that! Earlier this week, I invited MC to accompany me today as I gathered ingredients to give them a chance to see more of the Devildom. They agreed and came with me this morning.” You nodded and held up a bag of mushrooms as proof. “Exactly. We’ve just been out here exploring the woods all day. That’s all.” Belphegore raised a skeptical eyebrow. “Then how come you didn’t tell us, or leave a note? Why was your window open and your phone left behind?” You’re eyes widened as you felt your stomach drop in realization. “Oh, boys, I am so sorry. I completely forgot! We left so early that I was a bit out of it, and I must have forgotten to make a note. I figured there wouldn’t be any reception in the woods, and I had Solomon there with me for protection, so I didn’t take my phone. I promise this really is just a misunderstanding.” Belphie’s eyes narrowed, clearly still not fully buying the story. “And the window?” You chuckled and scratched the back of your neck. “It was hot last night. I opened it too cool off. I must have forgotten to close it too,” you could feel guilt course through your heart as the brothers all glanced at each other with caution and uncertainty. “I’m really sorry guys. I promise I’m okay. Really!” Beel growled lowly as he moved closer to you. “Then what about the blood that we found in the woods? What about the pain we felt you go through? I know that was real! You were hurt MC! Solomon hurt you!” his voice dropped dangerously low on the last line as his eyes began to glow once more and he punched the invisible wall; trying to break it down by sheer force to get to you. You flinched back, as you realized just how bad this must have seemed to all of them. “We weren’t careful, and we were surprised by that Iacis Rat that you found. It scratched my arm and threw me causing me to break my other arm. Once we got away, Solomon gave me a healing potion, that unfortunately has a pretty painful process,” you looked at Beel sympathetically. “I’m alright, see?” you moved your arms around, and took off your coat to show the undamaged skin on your arms. “No injuries. Just a plain, old, healthy, MC.” You sighed and looked over at the others. “I am so so sorry for worrying you all. I swear I didn’t mean to. If I get Solomon to lower the wall so that I can hug you, do you promise not to attack him?” There was a notable hesitance in their response as they eyed the two of you and seemed to exchange a silent conversation between one another, before one by one, they all dropped their demon forms. Taking that as confirmation, Solomon dropped the warding walls, and within moments you were engulfed by the arms of six of the brothers. “Stupid human” Mammon grumbled and he held you tightly to his chest, “What were ya thinkin’?” “Don’t ever pull that normie crap again, okay?” Levi nuzzled his face into your hair, blushing deeply. “I-I missed a raid because of you!” “You’re not allowed to do stuff like that. You had Beel all upset. You know I don’t like it when Beel’s upset.” Belphie muttered, causing Beel to wrap his arms around the group of you tighter. “You really had us all worried MC,” the gentle giant whispered. “We...We thought you had gotten killed or something. Thought that we lost you.” “Urgh! All this stress has been terrible for my skin!” Asmodeus complained as he pulled away from the group hug. “You owe me a full spa day, darling. I don’t wait want to hear any arguing about it either, because it’s happening. It’s the least you can do after everything you put us through.” Satan pulled away in front of you and frowned as he flicked your nose, like an owner would to a misbehaving dog. “Your actions today were reckless. You know the dangers of the Devildom. You should’ve told us where you were going and took your D.D.D with you. Do I need to remind you of just how wrong today could’ve gone even with Solomon by your side?” Lucifer, standing away from you looked down at you with a carefully drafted gaze of indifference. “We’ll need to make sure that what happened today does not happen again, and ensure that you don’t ‘forget’ basic Devildom safety once more. There will be consequences that we will discuss once we get home. Am I clear?” Strong waves of guilt, shame, and regret washed over you as each of the brothers spoke. You shivered at Lucifer’s words, and his tone which promised that these consequences would not be pleasant, and nodded in response. “Good. Let’s get you back home then, shall we?” As you were to be lead back down the forest path in Levi, Mammon, and Beel’s arms, you glanced over your shoulder and waved at a notably concerned Solomon. “Bye Solomon! Thanks for taking me out today. Next time, we’ll both make the proper preparations and have an even better day, yeah?” Solomon smiled softly at you and nodded. “That’d be lovely MC. It was great being able to spend the day with just the two of us.” The moment you weren’t looking, the brothers all snapped their glares back at Solomon, causing the wizard to flinch back. The message was clear: he would not be taking you for a day out ever again. ***This was meant to be just a funny little drabble, but I accidentally went a teeny bit serious with it...woops. Oh well, hope you all enjoyed it! Thanks for reading! Love, B 🐝***

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beauvibaby · 4 years ago

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table for two – a.beauvillier

a/n: a little fic I threw together that I really love 🥺 it’s not proofread tho

“A forty minute wait?” You tried to hide your disappointment, it had been a terrible day at work, your feet were aching and your stomach was on the verge of growling. “Yes, I’m-“ the hostess stopped herself, she glanced over to the only other single party here, “give me just a moment.” She gave you a smile before rushing off. You sighed dramatically, pulling your phone out. The only reason you were so stuck on eating here is because you had a gift card and didn’t want to cook tonight. You glanced up as the hostess approached you, “we have a table for two available, if you don’t mind sitting with this gentleman.” She explained, motioning to the guy sitting in the corner, he had an optimistic smile on his face. He clearly had a much better day than you, as you were about to turn down the offer, your stomach clenched, reminding you how long it had been since you ate.

“Yes. I’ll sit with him.”

You stayed silent, following them to the table, the guy shot you a soft smile as he sat across from you, he seemed like a nice guy, his eyes showed his genuineness. The bright blue only making them more vibrant, you mirrored his smile, crossing your legs under the table. “So, how are we playing this? Awkward silence while we listen to each other eat, or are you going to tell me your name?” He spoke up as you hid behind your menu, you raised an eyebrow at his forwardness, although you could hear a slight nerve in his tone. “You first.” You laughed softly, lowering the menu to reveal your whole face. “Anthony.” He grinned, the name fit him, his smile wide and bright as he looked over at you, not having even picked up his menu yet. “Y/N.” You spoke, glancing between him and the menu, he chuckled at your obvious desire to eat, not that he could blame you, he’d been waiting for a while before you showed up, and the hostess undoubtedly was trying to play matchmaker, not that he was complaining. “Nice to meet you, Y/N.” He murmured, opening up his menu, he glanced over at you, seeing your eyes darting between two items, “never been here before?” He asked, already settling on his meal. You shook your head, chewing your bottom lip as you weighed your options, chicken or pasta.

“Are we ready to order?” The waiter asked, setting down the drinks you’d ordered when you sat down. Anthony nodded, going first to give you another second to decide. He ordered the exact chicken dish you’d been debating on, “is it good?” You asked him, closing your menu, he nodded instantly. “I’ll have the same, please.” You handed over your menu, watching the guy whisk away. “So, Y/N.” Anthony started, resting his elbows on the table, “are you a nurse?” He asked with a tilt of his head, motioning to the scrubs you were wearing. “Medical assistant.” You answered, looking over at his outfit, “I have no clues, this isn’t fair.” You countered, stifling back a laugh when he looked down at his pants and shirt, he hummed, giving you a smile. “You watch sports?” He asked, you thought he was derailing the conversation, “not really.” You answered truthfully, he nodded in understanding, “I play hockey.” He told you, and you thought he was just being a show off. “Athletic, fun, still doesn’t tell me what you do for a living.” You countered easily, whether it be the way he was so easy to speak to, or the way you were sure to be dying of hunger, the words toppled out before you could stop them.

You felt your face flood with warmth as he tilted his head back in laughter, “hockey.” He spoke, raising an eyebrow, “I play hockey for a living.” He watched your face go from confused to shock, “oh.” You whispered sheepishly, “for who?” You asked, mirroring his earlier actions and resting your elbows on the table. “New York Islanders.” He spoke with ease, glancing over the restaurant, suddenly feeling like he came off as arrogant. “Oh thank god, my family would disown me for talking to a Rangers player.” You quipped, you might not have been much into sports, but growing up in New York, you knew a fair bit about the local teams. Plus your cousins were avid fans. So maybe you knew a bit more than average.

“Thought you weren’t into sports?” He answered instantly, becoming engrossed in the conversation with you. He listened intently to you as you began to ramble about the hockey fans in your family, you hadn’t realized how long you’d been talking until the food showed up. You fell silent abruptly, embarrassed for how much you’d spoken. Anthony gave you a reassuring smile as he began cutting into his chicken. You did the same, brushing your sheepishness aside. Your eyes shut in relief as you ate your first bite, “told you it was good.” He spoke up as he swallowed his food. You giggled softly, looking up at him through your lashes, he smirked to himself as you hid behind some of your loose hairs. He found himself wanting to do this again with you, sit, talk, eat. A classic date if he’d ever seen one, but it wasn’t, you were just a complete stranger that he’d probably never see again.

Your meal had come and gone, and you both settled your checks, about to part ways out in the parking lot, “you know, I might just have to take my cousin up on that extra ticket to the game in a couple weeks.” You blurted out, cursing yourself mentally, he faltered in his steps, “I’ll be looking for you.” He called as he walked to his car, leaving you there to process his words with a flutter in your chest.

Of course, the first thing you did when you got home was look him up on Instagram, boldly following him and wondering about the what if’s.

***

You rushed out the door the next morning, knowing you’d never hear the end of it from your cousin, Ava, if you were late. It was a tradition for you, her and her twin brother to get together once a month for breakfast, something your dad had instilled in you all, and something you made sure to keep up after he passed.

You didn’t even check your phone.

“You’re late!” Aidan shouted, “shut up! I tried my best.” You groaned, tossing your purse down on the counter, your phone half hanging out of it as you went to wash your hands. As you turned the water on you heard Ava scream at the top of her lungs, you went running out as Aidan shrieked in surprise by his sister's actions. “What? Are you ok?” You gasped nearly slipping in your socks, “Y/N.” She gaped at you, she had your phone in her hands, “why did Anthony Beauvillier request to follow you?!” She shouted, Aidan snatched the phone, “oh my god.” He mumbled, unlocking the device, seeing that it really was his account. “He what?” You mumbled, yanking your phone out of his grasp, quickly accepting his request, before facing the millions of questions they had.

It felt like an eternity until they stopped asking you things, “well obviously you’re going to the game with us, and you’re borrowing my Beauvillier jersey.” Ava smirked, you began shaking your head furiously, “no, no, no.” You whined, crossing your arms as they gave you glares. “Yes, yes, yes.” They mocked you, “by the sounds of it, he was clearly flirting with you, how could you pass up on him?” Ava dramatically swooned, “besides, maybe you’ll fall in love and you can get me in with Mat.” She giggled girlishly, “puck bunny.” Aidan muttered jokingly, she turned to him quickly, “I’m not afraid to hit you with my stick again.” He didn’t say anything after that as he shifted away from her.

“I’ll go to the game, but you better not embarrass me.” You mumbled in defeat, only wondering what you just got yourself into.

***

“Stalking her now beau?” Mat joked with his friend, looking over his shoulder as he scrolled through your Instagram, “shut up.” Tito sighed, faltering as he stumbled across one of your beach pictures. “Oh, damn.” Mat whistled teasingly, he shut himself up when his friend glared at him.

***

“Ava.” You snapped, lightly whacking her hands away, “I’m fixing your hair.” She complained, pouting at you, sneakily grabbing your pony tail and tightening it before you could react, “ow!” You snapped nearly falling on the escalator, Aidan chuckled as you scolded her. “It’s not funny.” You both snapped at the same time as you stepped off the escalator, following them to their seats, you all the clueless to how close to the glass you were really going to be. “Woah.” You gasped, Ava grabbing your hand and pulling you a couple rows down to look up close at the glass, Aidan settled into the seats, snapping a few pictures of the two of you looking out in amazement. “There’s Barzal, oh and pageau, you wanna keep your eyes on them. They’re really good right now.” Ava explained, you nodded listening as your eyes darted around, looking for number eighteen. “Have you spoken to him since that night?” Ava asked as they began skating around the ice, pucks flying everywhere. You stayed silent as you suppressed a smile, easily spotting Anthony as he passed a puck back and forth with Mat. “You have!” Ava gasped, shaking your shoulder violently, “so what if I have?” You mumbled, biting your lip when she looked over at you. “You are something else.” She giggled, shrieking softly when Anthony skated up to the glass, a puck in his hand. He motioned for you to catch it, which you did with ease. “Good luck!” You shouted, hugging the puck close to your chest as he grinned, he gave you a quick wave before going back to skating around.

“That was flirting.” Aidan declared as you both settled into your seats beside him, “yeah, it was.” You surprised them by not arguing, you felt your face warm up as they looked over at you in shock.

The game had gone on without a hitch, the islanders winning 4-1. So you did what you’d promised Anthony, Tito as he requested you call him, you sent him your number.

“Good game, you earned this.”

You felt giddy as you sent him your number, knowing by the time he saw it you would probably be asleep for the night, but the excitement of if he was going to use it, that kept you on your toes.

***

“What can I say, you made me work for it”

“Goodnight, Y/N”

Your heart fluttered more than it should have when you woke up to his messages, bright and early, much earlier than he would be up the day after a game.

“Morning, Tito!”

You sent it, eyes widening as three bubbles popped up instantly.

“Have a good day at work”

You read it over and then saw him typing once again.

“Are you free Friday?”

Your heart nearly lept out of your chest.

“See you Friday”

A confident response that unknowing to you made him nervous, he was never nervous when it came to dates, but you were already so different to him.

You went about your day as normally, occasionally sneaking a moment to text Tito back as he sent you random things throughout the day, including the planning of your date for Friday. He insisted on picking you up, and you agreed, appreciating the chivalry he was showing that not many guys still had.

You were giddy, and he was thrilled, already mentally preparing himself, although he knew once he was around you, it would be easy. It always was.

***

The knock on your door made you inhale sharply, glancing down at your outfit once more, the skinny jeans hugging your curves just right, and the delicate blouse showing just enough skin to be flirty but modest, and it went along with the casual dress code he had established. You quickly zipped up the sides of your wedges, you flipped your loosely curled hair behind your shoulders as you unlocked the door. “Hey, Tito.” You breathed out, smiling at him, the both of you quickly taking in the sight of each other, “hi, you look great.” He complimented, his nerves instantly melting away as you let out a sheepish giggle, “thanks.” Your voice was soft and he soaked up every bit of it, seeing the shy smile adorning your face. “You clean up nice.” You responded, grabbing your purse as he chuckled, looking down at his dark jeans and short sleeve printed button shirt, you took notice of the chain he had underneath it. You shot him a smile as you turned back to him fully, “ready?” You asked, adjusting the purse on your shoulder.

“Ready.”

You burst into laughter as he pulled into the parking lot, the same restaurant you met at, “you’re serious?” You asked through a smile, he nodded, “I mean unless you don’t like it–“ you cut him off as he was about to ramble. You grabbed his hand that was resting on the center console, “no, I love it. It’s really cute honestly.” You assured him, not missing the way he instantly relaxed when you touched him. “Oh, good.” He breathed out, “let’s go inside.”

The hostess did a double take as she saw you two walk in hand in hand. It was the same one from the first night you met, “hello.” She grinned, grabbing two menus, “sitting together, again?” She asked, Anthony nodded brightly. “Yeah.” He answered, letting you walk in front of him as you followed her to a table. “Thanks.” You smiled at her, sitting in your seat, Anthony thanked her as well as he followed behind you. “So, is the chicken any good?” You asked, he broke into laughter, his head tipping back as he gave you an incredulous look. “I think it’s really good.” He answered, snickering as he picked up his menu, you smiled at his reaction, feeling giddy as you knew you were the reason he was having such a good time. “Ok but seriously, what else is good here?” You asked, shifting to an overly serious tone as you scanned over the menu, he smiled at the concentration on your face.

“It’s all good here.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

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rogue-durin-16 · 4 years ago

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AN UNUSUAL YEAR (Part V/V)

Summary: After having little to no interest on girls for five years, Fred suddenly feels the need to nag the shit out of a certain witch, completely oblivious to the reason behind it.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Slytherin!Reader

Genre: fluff (+ enemies to lovers)

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Permanent taglist: @elia-the-bibliophile @randomparanoid @karlthecat15722 @thebutchersdaughtersblog

Warnings: a little angst, a little snogging 👀

A/N: maybe a bit longer than I expected but it's alright. Also I might write an addition to this story, not sure tho. I hope y'all enjoyed reading this story as much as I did writing it <3

Part I

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Part IV

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"Y/n! Come sit with us?" George waved at me from the Gryffindor table as I entered the Great Hall, prompting me to sit across him and Angelina, and besides Fred. "Where's Mathilda?" He asked as I got closer, leaving my books on the wooden surface.

"She's feeling unwell." As I sat down, I noticed George's arm around Angelina and I couldn't help the knowing grin that tugged the corner of my lips. "The date exchange at the Ball turned out well, huh?"

"I could say the same about you." He wiggled his brows at me with the same grin I had.

I felt a sudden rush of panic going through my body. My eyes traveled to the boy by my side, who was oddly quiet, and I found him already peeking at me.

"Meaning?" I decided to play dumb, taking a bite of my golden slice of toast whilst ignoring the intending gazes of the couple in front of me.

"You two were having a great time last night." Angelina jumped in, leaning over her table. "Didn't see you coming back, Fred." She added, redirecting her eyes to the ginger.

"I did." His brother laughed. "I daresay you two had an intense night." I felt my cheeks reddening, not finding enough strength to meet George's look. "It was about time, really."

I was startled by Fred abruptly standing up. "See you in class." The curt reply he offered before fleeing shocked all of us; specially his brother, who, with a polite apology, left me and Angelina to go after his twin.

"I feel like I shouldn't ask." She spoke quietly.

"I don't have an answer."

I feared she would see through me. I hadn't lied, but my gut told me whatever happened had to do with the change of demeanor he had at the end of our night out.

I wouldn't say it out loud but a part of me began to worry.

The worry stayed throughout that entire week, guilt joining it at some point. Fred's attendance in Charms, Astronomy and Potions had decreased; I had only see him attend once to Astronomy. The only thing he did was play with his quill and, whenever he thought I didn't notice, stare at me.

Ironically enough, we started spending most of the time together; after the winter break, George had incorporated both Mathilda and me to their friend group, which, in different circumstances, would have been great.

Alicia Spinnet gained special interest on my best friend; Lee Jordan would joke about Slytherins and Gryffindors getting together, and Angelina— well, she seemed happier now that she could hang out with all her friends at the same time.

Fred was miserable. Everyone could see it, yet they did their best to cover it up.

George would overcompensate his brother's attitude by being louder and paying extra attention to me, but it worsened the situation.

I wanted to ask Fred what was wrong, but then again we weren't even good friends, so was it really my place to ask?

~~~~~~~~~~~~

George had proposed a trip to Hogsmade a couple of days ago and we all agreed on going, but the day came and Fred wasn't there.

His brother alleged he had a terrible headache and had chosen to stay in bed. We all saw through his excuse, and once more no one said a word.

It was that night that George came to look for me.

"—well then, go get her!" His shouts got into the common room when a second year entered..

"What's this about?" I inquired, coming out to the hallway to see the ginger about to throw hands at my prefect.

"I need you." He stated, quickly losing interest on whatever the prefect had to say. I only nodded and motioned him to move with me far from the Slytherin door. "You have to speak to Fred now." He almost pleaded, a frown of worry forming on his face.

"Sure— wait, now?" I stared at him in confusion.

"Sorry, I know it's late" his apology didn't mean he would ask me to do it in the morning instead.

I let out a sigh before inquiring, "Where's he?"

"The Astronomy tower, I believe." He replied.

"Alright," I said more to myself. "I'll go grab my jacket." He murmured another apology and a thank you before heading off to his House.

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I came to a halt at the top of the stairs when I saw him sat against the wall, his knees pulled to his chest with his arms around them, and his face buried between them."Hey there, stranger."

He raised his head, letting his eyes and nose be seen."Who gave me away?"

"George."

"Tosser" he muttered, taking his gaze to the levitating bundle of newspaper on fire that was probably keeping him somewhat warm up there.

"Is it that bad to see me now?" I took a couple of careful steps towards the boy.

"It's always that bad to see you."

"Odd for you to say that," I let myself slide down the wall to sit by his side with my legs stretched out. "given how much you stare."

"Touché." He replied, the ghost of a smile breaking through his depressed demeanor. "What are you doing here?"

"What's wrong?"

"I asked first."

"I asked second." He raised his brows at me and it was my turn to avert my eyes from him. "I'm... Worried. About you."

When I shivered due to the wind flowing through the tower, he scooted closer and moved the little fire with his wand for it to be in the middle.

"You're all dejected and sulky," I explained. "You barely attend to our classes together, and if you do, you don't pay attention." I felt him shift uncomfortable by my side. "I'm... I'm gonna regret this— I miss you being a bloody nuisance."

"I knew you loved it." His teasing, though it was meant to be funny, sounded almost painful.

"now, what's wrong?" He shrugged, his chin resting over his forearms. "Listen, if you're not gonna tell me, it's fine, but at least tell George."

"Are you thick?" The bitterness in his tone took me aback. "Y/n, I fancy you." He hid his face between his arms. "quite a lot, actually." He added in a mumble.

"I figured that at the ball, you know?" This time it was me who scooted closer. "Tell me that's not the reason behind this."

"Would you like me to lie?" He questioned, shame slipping out with his voice. "I'm a very good liar you wouldn't even question it." He took a deep breath before looking back up, stretching one of his legs and leaning against the wall. "At the ball, I tried to start something." He began, fidgeting with his hands. "I... This never happened to me, so I wasn't- I didn't know what I was doing, but I thought I was making it clear." He tucked a strand of hair behind his ear. "But when I left you—"

"You know I fancy you too, right?" I tilted my head, searching for his eyes. "As in, more than a one time thing."

"That I didn't know." I felt a pang of guilt, realizing that unconsciously I had played a big part on this.

FRED'S P. O. V.

We stayed in silence.

It wasn't an unsettling silence, but the air weighed over us due to the tension floating on it; I needed to defuse it, otherwise it would crush me.

My heart hammered against my chest while I extended my arm to hold her hand on mine.

It's not meant to be nerve-wracking, I thought to myself as I pulled her hand away from her lap; we had already made clear we fancied each other.

The moment she put her head on my shoulder, the tension completely dissipated. I didn't notice the sigh that left my lungs when it happened.

"Didn't put you, Fred Weasley, in the I'm-a-bundle-of-nerves-with-girls category."

"Oh, shut it." I threw my head back, laughing for the first time in a couple of weeks.

"Never." She gave my hand a squeeze and I allowed my cheek to rest over her crown. "You could, of course, find a way to shut me up."

It wasn't her words that cracked me up, but the suggestive tone she used, which took me back to that night in the Duelling Room when I accidentally let slip my feelings for her for the first time.

I raised my head from hers. "Beg your pardon?" I played the fool, trying to hide the ghost of a smile when she shoot me a wide-eyed look. "What are you insinuating, woman?"

"Do you really wanna start the teasing now?" She gave me a warning glare.

"You've just said you missed it." I couldn't hold back the chuckle.

"I knew I was gonna regret it." She groaned, throwing her head back. My eyes, finally on her, traveled to her now exposed neck and collarbone. Though they weren't visible, I could see the trail of kisses I had left there just a few weeks ago. "Stop staring and kiss me."

It didn't take anything else for me to throw the levitating burning paper away and tug her closer by her hand.

The moment our mouths met, I slipped my hand away from Y/n's so I could led her thighs to straddle my legs.

A quiet moan escaped my lips when she rolled her hips against mines; my hands automatically traveled up from her thighs to her waist, pulling her flush against me.

The temperature in the high, cold tower had shot up all from sudden. Just as we were about to start discarding clothes, quick steps were heard climbing up the stairs.

"Fuck!" She whisper-shouted, practically pushing me away as she got up. "Move, move, move!" As she helped me up and we ran to hide, it dawned on me that we were way past curfew. That got me moving.

We waited for Filch to get to the top of the tower before running down as fast as we could.

"No time for goodbyes!" she warned as we rushed through the vast hallways with Filch after us. "See you tomorrow—"

Before she could sprint downstairs to the dungeons, I grabbed her hand and pulled her into a side hall.

"You won't make it to the dungeons." I stated between pants, glancing at the path we had taken. I wasn't able to see the caretaker yet, but his pants could be heard. "Take the other stairs I'll distract him."

"You'll get grounded." She observed, her breathing as heavy as mine, if not more.

"Worth it." I curtly reply, feeling the corners of my lips twisting up.

"You know?" She pushed herself off the wall she had leaned against to catch her breath. "Sometimes you're really sweet."

"Quick!" I tugged on her hand, seeing Filch finally turn the corner. "Gimme a good luck kiss!"

She pulled me down and kissed my lips briefly before taking off in the other direction. I had to tell myself to shake off that stupid smile and run.

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READER'S P. O. V.

The next morning I eagerly made my way to the Great Hall with two goals; having breakfast, of course, and checking if Fred had made it to his House without getting caught.

I soon spotted the group, this time sitting on the Slytherin table.

Soon his eyes found me too, and without saying a word to anyone, he got up and jogged to meet me halfway.

"Did you make it?" I asked, standing way too close to him and therefore attracting some nosey looks.

"By a whisker." He responded, taking a look around before looking back at me. "I was wondering if you'd like to go for a drink after class." I raised my eyebrows at him with a smirk. "We can use a passage to get to Hogsmade."

"Are you asking me on a proper date, Weasley?" I teased with my hands on my hips. "How cute."

He avoided eye contact, deciding to take another look around instead. "I swear if you tease me right now—"

"I'm free after four." I cut him off. "Now if you excuse me, I'm hungry." I passed him by, playfully bumping his shoulder, and made my way to our friends.

I didn't get far before his hands spun me around and cupped my cheeks, giving me a surprisingly deep kiss. "Are you gonna kill me?" He murmured, his lips still ghosting over mines.

"Oh, you know me so well." I replied, feeling my face heating up. We couldn't help but laugh when whistles and hollers came from behind me. "I might kill them too." I added, making fall into a fit of laughter as we pulled away in order to walk to where our friends sat. "I wanna have breakfast in peace." I warned them, sitting down with Fred by my side.

Everyone was giving looks at each other and trying to hold back the giggles, so I knew a comment was coming, but not from whom.

I could instantly tell I wasn't the only one shocked by the speaker. "But you just had him for breakfast." My best friend responded, faking confusion.

"I was just thinking about that!" Lee yelled, a bit too excited.

"Mathilda Foxglove—" I began, everyone cracking up.

"You are doomed." Fred finished, shoving a toast into his mouth to stop his laughter.

"It was worth it." She stated between giggles.

Fred gave me a side look with a half smile and I thanked Merlin no one could see the boy's fingers interlaced with mines under the table.

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alex-frostwalker · 3 years ago

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°°The Girl who Fears the Future°°

Chapter 3

To a World Stage and Memories

The sun is rising again in Wonderworld, with its light shining. Ghost was very active this morning ever since she 'interacted' with Clocktower Kid. Sending mail after mail was great, thanks to Cloud who's been helping out by giving Clocktower Kid the mail from stage to stage.

It was a nice moment for Ghost, Clocktower Kid with Pensive Perriot came to her stage more frequently that day. It starts from a simple letter passing until a planned meeting by her stage. She was nervous to show herself to them since she has never socialized with anyone unless it's Lance, and usually hides in the covers.

Ghost is in her room, sitting next to her desk as she is writing in her journal about her experience for the but she stayed in her room more than usual.

"Journal #34"

"It's been good today, I feel quite refreshed after opening up to Perriot and Clocktower Kid days ago.

Now they got to show me their stages, it was amazing! A giant clock tower showing up in the distance as I walk by from Clocktower Kid's stage.

While for Pierrot's stage?

Amazing with the rides and playing at the carnival stall games.

We won some of the games, half of these are rigged and hate it so much.

We had a good laugh, we got some plushies too!

Many kinds of plushies that we get, giraffes, parrots, and- "

She froze for a second and frowned at the words she wrote. She shivered back at that memory as the cold gust of it just flowed in her room. She looks outside to see the dark sky illuminated by the beautiful stars sparkled through.

~Flashback~

“Yeah that was fun!” Giggled Clocktower Kid as she steps off the spinning teacups with Perriot and Ghost by her side. “Yeah Clocktower Kid,” he smiled as he held his stomach from that ride. “You.. Kinda spinned it too fast..” Commented Ghost, as she stands near a light post for support.

She then slowly walked to Perriot and whispered, “Thanks for stopping the ride Perriot,” he looked at her and said, “Your welcome Ghost, good thing Lance told me about changing the stage a bit, or else we would never ride those.” He smiled and shook his head a bit as his stomach ache slowly fades away.

The sound of laughter now slowly faded as they now finally rested from the thrill.

“Hey Ghost,” said Clocktower Kid.

“Yeah?” Ghost leaned to the side to get a good look at her.

“Do you really not want to meet the others?” Clocktower questioned her, “They are really amazing people that you’ll love to know more about!”

She looked at her eagerly.

Ghost nervously sweats, “I think it’s not really a good time for me, I mean yeah! They sound great but…” She trails off to the side.

‘I just don’t want to….’

Pensive Perriot thought to himself, ‘Well maybe-’’

“Hey look over there!”

Grabbing his attention to Ghost, seeing her looking over to the direction the game stalls. “Oh the game stalls? Interested?” Perriot questioned her.

“Oh- yeah actually,” she kindly smiled at him.

“Then what are we waiting for?” Clocktower Kid questioned them, “Let’s go!” She jogged off to where the game stalls are. As a bunch of Negati are following her to the stall games not too far from it with Ghost and Pensive Perriot following her.

The list of stalls in front of them are Get the Duck, Balloon Poppers, Apple Dive, Dart Toss, and Ball Throw.

“Oh! These look nice!” Ghost commented, “Yeah these are very fun to do!” said Clocktower Kid. “Would you like to take a shot?” Perriot questioned her as he walked near to a game stand, “Me and Clocktower played this so many times so you should enjoy it too!” He looked at her as he is now on the Balloon Poppers game stand. “Wanna try this game?”

She looked at the game, "I guess I'll try," she then picked up the dart and threw it at the balloons. It managed to hit the ones below.

Ghost smiled, enjoying the game. "Nice shot Ghost!" Complimented Clocktower Kid. "Well thanks! Well I did my best, it isn't much tho"

Looking to her side as she sees Perriot set up the Duck stand. "Hey Clocktower Kid, wanna catch some ducks?" He questioned, "Sure thing!" She responded as she went to him. They then enjoy their game, Perriot decides to make the game more challenging, he shakes the sides of the table that's holding a little pool filled with rubber ducks, "Hey Perriot! That's cheating!" She whined at him and whacked him with a stick of her fishing pole. "Woah! Hey hey! Stop that!" He then defended himself, "I was trying to make it more interesting", he added. "You could've just told me!" She pouted and gave him the look, "Whoa hey I'm sorry Tower," he apologized.

Ghost was amused and enjoyed a bit of their quarrel. She let out a small giggle, "Pfft- hahaha!" Thinking about how long this will go, 'Man.. I think it's better to stop them,' she thought.

"Woah hey guys! Ya need to cut that out!" She yelled to get their attention as she got closer, "These toys don't win themselves ya know," she added.

Clocktower Kid and Pensive Perriot looked at each other, "Yeah I guess you're right," replied Perriot. "Sorry I didn't tell ya, I just love surprises!" He exclaimed. "I'm sorry too," she smiled at him. They then went back to play the game.

"Oh and Perriot?" She called to him, "Yes?"

"Would you mind if I explore around a bit? I really like to know more about this place personally, is it ok?" She questioned him. "Yeah! It's ok, I don't mind that. Just don't go too far ok? Also you can take anything you like here," he answered.

"Thank you, and don't worry. It won't take long!" She replied as she left.

Leaving those two alone she explored the park. There were a lot of Negati scavenging in the shops as she then circles around the castle attraction. She notices a lot of food stalls and rides that are really familiar to her. Yet she can't put her finger on it.

She then hears a bunch of noises by the corner of the building, a Negati that's in the trash can struggling. "Oh! Just a Negati," she commented, as she was about to go the other way. The noises from the trashcan became louder, "Hmm?" She looked at the trash can again as she cautiously approached the Negati. "Ya stuck?" She inspected it, as it's little legs and tail began to wag furiously making the trash can shake violently. "Yup… Ya stuck," she then gets a hold on the Negati, lifting it up, and carefully shaking it. It then shakes furiously and now falls down with a plop.

She then took a good look at the Negati, "Ya good?" She looked at it carefully and inspected what kind of Negati but it pounced on her.

"Woah woah woah- hey!" Falling down from the attack, she underestimated the small Negati, "Woah hey- leave me alone! I was trying to help!" Rolling from side to side so she can get away a bit from the creature. "Ow ow ow ow! Now you are munching me!" She desperately swats it away as it munches her hip as she then stands up to look at it.

Now standing away from the small beast, it's a Gawgaw, it has some markings and stripes all over its body, it stands on all fours and has a waggy tail and finally, a mask with pointy ears.

It growls at her and barks, staying in it's usual spot. She puts her hand on her right hip where the Negati bit her, feeling something rough in her pant pocket.

Pulling it out reveals a small bundle of Drops.

"Oh? You want this?" She questioned the Gawgaw. "Bark! Bark!" It joyously wags its tail as it looks at the Drops.

"You want it boy?" It jumped higher with joy as she swung the Drops around, "Then go get 'em," tossing it to the side, the Gawgaw rushed in and ate the Drops with its jaws, crushing it to bits with it's jaws.

"Man.. That hurt," she muttered as she worried about her hip. Looking back at the trashcan that looks very clean, she sees something white. Taking a step closer to the object, it was a white cat plushie with gray stripes and looks like it is in a good condition.

"Huh? Why would someone throw this away?" Ghost wondered to herself, looking back in the trash can was a bundle of fresh, clean cat themed items.

"What the?? There are so many!" She pulled out a couple of cat ear headbands and jackets. "These look cute but why would but why?" Putting the headband and jacket back in the trash can, she looked around to find a place to properly put the items on. Holding the trash can, she saw a bench next to a small fountain.

Carrying the bin, she walked off to the bench and placed the bin by the side. She analyzed the items before her, "These are pretty clean, why would Attilio throw these?" She wondered, "Maybe it's best to ask Pensive Perriot," Ghost thought about that, she then picked up the things that she could carry and left.

She then went back to the game stalls with the items she had to show to her friends. Looking around to see where Perriot and Clocktower Kid went, she saw them at the cotton candy machine. That's not far from the game stalls, she saw them casually eating cotton candy.

"Yum! This apple flavored cotton candy is really tasty," commented Clocktower Kid, "Yeah, but Clocktower Kid don't eat too much or you'll have a stomachache." Perriot told her as he eats the cherry flavored cotton candy.

"Hey guys!" Ghost called out to them. "Oh hey Ghost! That was quick," said Perriot, "Where did you go, Ghost?" Questioned Clocktower Kid.

"Well I was just strolling around the large building over there," she then pointed to the building she was talking about, "Then I heard a noise, just to see a Negati stuck in the trash can."

"Awww.. Are they ok?" Clocktower Kid questioned her, "Oh don’t worry it’s ok tho,” she reassured her, “but I found this!”

She shows the two a cat plushie, not realizing the shocked look on Clocktower Kid's face.

Things went downhill after that very moment.

~Flashback End~

'I'm sorry Clocktower Kid… I didn't mean to..'

She now finishes writing in her journal after that train of thought. Remembering Clocktower Kid's horror of seeing that plushie. She didn't know what to do, regretting about what happened, she kept quiet and didn't interact with them for a few days. Just to give them space once in a while.

Suddenly she heard a distant knock, immediately closed her notebook and hid it in her drawer. Looking out in the window was Lance himself. "Oh it's Lance," she muttered as she quickly fixed herself up and went downstairs.

Reaching the porch she opens the door, "Oh hey Lance," she happily greets him, "What's up?" She questions him. "Oh I'm just visiting here for a moment when going, just want to see how you are doing?" he said calmly with a smile.

"Oh just doing absolutely nothing actually, just vibing!" She replied as she opened the door fully,

"So where were you headed actually?" Ghost questions him, "Well this is actually a personal matter for this time of hour," he answered as he looked to the side, looking out in the buildings for something.

"Ok I see," she said as they awkwardly stood by the porch. Ghost not knowing how to continue the conversation, but then a memory just popped up in her head. "Oh Lance before you go, I have to ask you this one thing that's been bothering me," scratching her head out of nervousness. "Sure thing Ghost, what is it that's been bothering you the most?" He rhymed. "Well this sounds stupid but..." Trailing off from her words as she speaks.

"I'm seeing some things that are never there," she said as she nervously tried to explain to Lance, "Really? I've got a feeling this isn't silly," he commented.

"I saw someone running in the flower field as I was feeding the Negati a few days ago, and they were really not happy about this stranger, and later on. I got these weird images flashing through my head and I'm really frightened by it. There were these people looking at me disappointed and angry at me." she starts having goosebumps from that thought. "And… I don't even know them yet. I feel an amount of dread and pain like… I failed them..." Ghost tries to hold back the tears.

Lance then puts his hand on her shoulder, "Calm down Ghost, if it really frightens you like that, then just don't speak about it such as that."

"No!"

She yelled, making the Negati around the stage go quiet.

"It really feels important! I just gotta tell you!" She added, shocking Lance from the outburst.

"There is this one thing that scares me from that," she continues, "There is this one strange figure, very tall actually." She added.

"Really?" Said Lance, who got interested in the description. "Yes really," she closed her eyes trying to remember what that figure looks like. "Well it looks like you, I think, with the clothes." She said as he slowly looked at him. "He wears a huge tophat that doubles as a mask, yellow glowing eyes, has a big smile and has some dreadlocks."

She finished her description to him, not noticing Lance's gaze got darkened.

'He's really persistent huh?' He thought, then looking back at Ghost, "Don't worry Ghost. That thing won't get near because I am here." He then calms her down, "Thank you Lance," Ghost happily looks at him.

"Promise me.. That you'll be there for me right?" Ghost questioned him. Silence only occurs between them as they look at each other.

"It's a promise Ghost, I'll be there when you need me the most," the Maestro promised.

"Looks like I better go now," he said as he bowed to her as he made his exit casting a portal.

"Goodbye Lance!" Ghost said as she happily waves and now goes to close the door.

"Ciao!" He waved back as he disappeared through the portal.

~Later somewhere else~

"Looks like Balan and his pawn is still ongoing huh?" Said Lance as he stands still on a floating debris, gazing through the parts of Wonderworld. "Chirp chirp!" Tweeted the Sutasuta, a birdlike Negati standing by his side.

Lance took notice of the Negati, kneeling down and stretching out his hand towards the creature. Telling it to hop on his palm, and it did.

Standing up he pulled out a Drop which the Sutasuta happily ate. He smiled as the Negati enjoyed its meal.

"He doesn't know he'll just make it worse for them or even himself," he sighed as the Negati finished the Drop and flew away through the sky.

Lance then gazes through Wonderworld as time goes on.

~••Chapter 3 End••~

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damonsvftie · 4 years ago

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MASTERLIST☁️

Summary: What happens when everyone at Hogwarts finds out about you, a muggle born, being in a secret relationship with the one and only Draco Malfoy?

Warning: cursing :))

Note: THIS IS FOR @obsessedwithrandomthings WRITING CHALLENGE WOO! congrats for achieving your milestone and I had a lot of fun writing this 🙇🏻‍♀️👑

A herd of students from all houses, crowded around Seamus Finnigan as he held the daily prophet in front of him. Everyone gasped and glanced at one another in shock. Not knowing what the big deal was, I made my way to the crowd when everyone’s attention slowly diverted on me. “What are you lot looking at?” I asked defensively , my face twisted as I shifted under my weight uncomfortably. Was something wrong with my hair? Was there something on my face? Why had everyone’s gaze suddenly fixed on me?

“Y/l/n... your in the daily prophet,” Neville answered as everyone took a step away from me, huddling all together. Hurrying up to Finnigan, I snatched the newspaper out of his hand as my eyes skimmed the printed words. There it was. The most embarrassing moment of my life.

SECRET RELATIONSHIP BETWEEN y/l/n AND HEIR OF MALFOY?!

“I’m so going to get her back,” I muttered under my breathe through gritted teeth. Draco Malfoy came towards the crowd with a smug expression on his face. “What’s all the fuss about?”. He took no time in snatching the newspaper out of my hand as his eyes darted from word to word, scanning ever single thing that was printed upon the daily Phropet.

Underneath the headline, consisted a bunch of pictures of me and Draco with the subheading ‘a timeline of their secret relationship’ in which we would either be all over one another or holding each other tight. Draco’s eyes darted to my figure as I stared into outer space, fumbling my fingers.

Everyone blinked continuously in awe, waiting for someone to say something. Breaking the silence I decided to speak up for myself. “ Whatever you’ve read isn’t true, I wouldn’t ever go out with someone as vile as Malfoy,” I spat, trying to make my words sound as realistic as possible. “It makes me sick to my stomach that you all believe the nonsense that Reeta comes out with,” i sneered. “But that doesn’t explain the pictures tho-” mumbled the Patil sisters.

The words in my throat were stuck and I just wanted to run away from everyone and hide forever. I crossed my arms as I gave everyone a deathly glare. “If any of you believe in this bullshit then I don’t wanna know any of you,” I firedback before storming out of the great hall, my footsteps clattering audibly in the corridors as I heard Malfoy shouting profanities at every single one of them. —

The whole week, everyone was continuously gossiping about the whole ‘SeCrEt rElAtIoNsHip’ drama between me and Draco. Somehow thinking the same thing, me and him decided to ignore the rumours, let alone meet up again. The secret was already out.

The next day, Draco had written me a letter and sent it to me at midnight. Startled at the sound of someone clawing, I scrambled up from the mattress of my bed and quietly tiptoed to the window, making sure I didn’t wake up my roommate. Opening the window, Draco’s owl sat on the frame as it cocked its head, its beak gripping onto a sealed envelope. Taking the letter from the owl, I stroked its feathers before it left. I for sure knew what this was about.Unsealing the envelope, my hands slightly trembled as I unfolded the paper, now reading what he had written.

Y/n,

Meet me at the astronomy tower now.

Draco,

Slipping on my robe that rested on my coat hanger, I closed the creaking door behind me as I made my way to the tower.

Resting against the railings was a platinum haired boy who’s skin shone in the moonlight. I let out a fake cough, almost as if I were letting him know that I had arrived. His head turned around halfway before it reverted back into his original position. His arms propped up against the railing as he stared straightforward into space.

Hesitating, I made my way up to him and did the same thing as him. Copying his actions, we stood their staring into nowhere for a long amount of time until the silence was broken. “I’m glad you came,” he mumbled, just loud enough for me to hear, his eyes still fixed into outer space. “Yeah-” I replied softly, my lips pursing together into a fine line. “You do know I’m sorry right?” My eyes now trailing his gorgeous, defined face. “What are you sorry for?” He questioned almost eagerly as his face turned to meet mine, his feet still glued to the floor. “The whole.. secret relationship thing,” my hands making quotations into the air.

He didn’t respond back at all until he finally opened his mouth again. “Y/n... I think it’s better if we go our .. separate ways,” he insisted, his hands jamming into his pockets as he huffed under his breath. My face twisted in disbelief as I could feel the water in my eyes building up. “What?” My voice cracking at the end as I turned on my heels to face him completely. “What do you mean?! Draco- are you giving up on us?” Tears now pricking my eyes as my lips curved into a frown. “I have to do this.. I have to do this for us y/n. We don’t have a choice,” his breathing becoming more rapid.

Crossing my arms and rubbing my shoulders together, i looked down at my feet, in hope of not creating any sort of contact. “Is this because... because I’m a muggle?” My eyes glancing up at him as tears rolled down my cheeks.“Love isn’t supposed to be this hard is it?” He didn’t respond. He reached his hand out and tried to comfort me before I shrugged him off me completely. “Thanks... for messing this up for us,” my feet taking steps backwards until I disappeared into the darkness.

The next few days, Draco had tried reaching out me in every single way that was available. Unluckily for him, I ignored every single one of his tactics. If he wanted us to go our separate ways then it be so. What hurted the most, was that he had broken up with me because I was a muggleborn unlike him. Our difference in blood status, caused a rift between the two of us and it was already known that the Malfoy’s wouldn’t ever accept me as their daughter-in-law but that was a chat for another time.

Draco had already given up on us and if that was what he wanted, then that was what he was going to get.

“Come on y/l/n! Just go and talk to him,” pleaded Crabbe. Malfoy had sent him to go and talk me in. He could have honestly done it himself despite the fact that he was literally 10 metres away from us eyeing me while he chewed on an apple as he sat in a tree. “Fine, only because I know he won’t stop,” I groaned before striding up to Draco.

“What do you want?!” Venom laced into my voice as I yelled at the boy from above. Jumping out of the tree, he landed on both feet, a few inches away from me. “Look- I was wrong,” he muttered. I cocked my head in confusion as my arms folded against my chest. “For what?” I retorted.

Within seconds, Malfoy was already closing the gap between the two of us, his thumb drawing circles on my cheek. “What are you doing?” My breathing hitching at the sudden move. His slender finger pressed against my lip as I drew my eyes into the middle. All he did was hush me before pressing his lips against mine. “What was that- that- for?” My words tripping over one another. “So I say we should try this again,” he muttered gently, his minty breathe fanning my face as my gaze fixed on his beautiful, glistening eyes.

Pulling away from him I gulped hard. “No..,” I answered. His brows furrowed as a look of confusion smeared his face. "No because I’m aware that you want to keep things lowkey,” I elaborated, chewing my bottom lip as a coping mechanism. “Y/n.. I’m being serious.. I wanna take this to the next level,” he replied, the tone of his voice soft like butter. I started giggling and then it turned into laughter as he looked even confused than before. “No your not,” I laughed before he tugged on my arm, pulling me into the crowd of people that roamed around the hogwarts grounds.

His arm slung around my shoulder, intertwining his fingers into mine as we freely walked around the grounds. My face glancing up at his as I batted my lashes confused. We earned many glances from others. Everyone’s eyes seemed as if they were bulging out of their sockets. Walking inside Hogwarts I threw multiple questions at him which he dodged ever so smoothly until we reached the outskirts of the great hall.

“Wait- Wait- What are you doing?” I gasped harshly under my breathe. He looked down at me giving me a warm smile before walking into the huge substantial doors. Everyone and I mean everyone, shifted their attention towards the two of us. We walked over to the Slytherin table and sat beside Blaise Zabini and Goyle while ever single student in the hall erupted into whispers, gossiping with one another. Things took a turn when Draco pecked me on the lips and everybody’s jaws dropped at the uncalled for action.

“Damn right I knew it was true,” muttered Zabini.

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catzula · 4 years ago

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Hello hello! I saw that you're opening requests so here i am! May i have a fic of Katsuki where he found the reader who's usually is a tough nut to crack, is 99% of the time never really cry and acts like a crackhead suddenly starts crying after one of Katsuki's empty insults he usually threw at her? And it turns out that she was very overwhelmed about the amount of work, deadlines, pressure and pretty much problems twirling around her to the point where one insult that she KNOWS he didn't even mean it can throw her over the edge? And Katsuki just went '?!?!?!' and didn't know what to do? Kinda feeling pretty much like this rn lmao, and kinda want comfort especially if it's from the boom boom man.

Anyways- i absolutely adore your work!

•words and promises•

A/N: this request was really cute and so relatable cuz ever since the schools started again, they've been going so hard on us I don't even have the time to sleep sometimes (but I have the time to write- ironic huh) I hope you're feeling better now, tho! Thank you so much for the request, I hope this was comforting rather than triggering cuz bakugou is mean here lmao

bnha taglist!: @astroninaaa

W.C: 3.2k

Warnings: cursing, insecurities (I think?), stress and anxiety

Genre: angst with a good ending, comfort

"And please hand the summary in by Friday. Todoroki-kun, could you make sure to collect them from everyone and hand them to me?" Midnight asked with a bright smile, leaving the room when Todoroki nodded, everyone else groaning in frustration.

"She wants us to read a whole goddamn book and summarize it in a week?" Kaminari cried out, voicing all of your inner thoughts.

"You, know, Kaminari-kun, it's not entirely impossible to do that." Iida interrupted, fixing his glasses. It would've been a bit more convincing if he didn't have purple bags under his eyes and looked like he was about to pass out.

"Maybe It wouldn't have been impossible if we didn't have 20 other summaries and essays to write!" Mina shot back, and Iida had no answers to that.

You stood silent, but that was because you felt like you couldn't breathe. Everything they were saying was true, this was all too much, and you had no idea how to overcome it. Not even aware you zoned out, you were awoken by your state by a hard snap of a finger in front of your eyes.

"Watcha looking at?" The owner of the fingers asked, and despite his hard voice, his ruby red eyes had a playful glint to them.

"I was just worried if you're smart enough to actually finish an assignment." You told mockingly, and he scoffed.

"Look at the one talking, you were the one who came to my door last night, begging me to help you with the science homework."

"I didn't beg!" You protested. "I just asked you if you did it and you offered to help me!"

"I offered to help just because I pitied you." He muttered, his harsh words causing the rest of the class to gasp and look at you, half expecting you to get mad and scream at him, even though this scene was happening more often than they would like to admit.

These little fights you had with Bakugou was now almost a part of their day. It was an odd relationship you had, always attacking each other, sometimes maybe taking it a bit far, but both of you always knew it wasn't coming from the heart.

When you stood silent, sending a mocking laugh his way, and kept scrolling through Instagram, he was a little surprised.

You were never silent, you always, always had something to say back. In fact, that was one of the things he loved- hated about you. Whatever he told you, you had something clever or dumb to say, and you were so brutally blunt when he fought with you, sometimes he found himself laughing at the insults you threw at him.

Still, his pride stopped him from asking if something was wrong, on the contrary, he was happy to finally have some quiet time, he told himself. You could feel his eyes on you as you thoughtlessly scrolled through your Instagram feed, but you didn't have it in you to argue, you were too tired for that.

Bakugou scoffed after looking at you for a while, still expecting you to poke fun at him, but when you sat still, he gritted his teeth and sat back at his place.

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Bakugou never thought he would miss arguing with you.

He noticed you were acting a bit odd, not once trying to get in a fight with him, not even a snarky comment coming from your way. It was weird to see you so quiet, and it was getting on his nerves.

You weren't entirely silent, but whenever he tried to lul you into fighting with him, you just looked at him with a blank smile and went on doing whatever it was you were doing. And Bakugou was not someone you could just ignore.

Your friends had started to catch up with Bakugou's growing frustration, his now harder comments, and how you simply ignored them. They thought you were tired of him (really, who could judge you? Everyone knew how extra Bakugou sometimes could be), and didn't think of it as much, except one particular red-head.

Kirishima noticed how you clenched your teeth, how your hands turned into fists, your knuckles turning white whenever you heard a comment about you. He was probably the only one that actually understood the odd relationship between you and Bakugou, so Kirishima was more than aware that something was troubling you. He also knew better than just simply asking you, well aware you would never accept that there was, in fact, something bothering you.

You had never been the type to talk about your feelings easily, always trying to fix things by yourself, and taking pride by doing things alone. Your stubborn nature sometimes reminded him too much of a certain ashy blonde.

"Hey, Y/N." He approached you at a break, noticing the dark circles under your eyes. "Oh, hey, Kiri-kun, what's up?" You asked with a slightly forced smile when you felt his eyes examining you.

"Nothing much, we're gonna meet up in Mina's dorm tonight, you know, to partly study and talk. You've been kinda distant lately, you wanna come?" You bit your lip thoughtfully. You wanted to go, but there was so much to do and so little time that you felt like you didn't even have time to sleep, let alone spend time with your friends.

"I- I don't know." You muttered with an apologetic smile. "I don't think I can, I really should work on the homework."

"Oh come on," He insisted. "You don't have to stay long, and it's nice to take a break sometime, you know."

Taking a break. Something you've been putting off doing for a long time.

"You've been pushing yourself quite a lot, you know. Don't think we missed how tired and stressed you've been lately."

"I'm not-" You tried to deny, but sighed when he looked like he wouldn't believe whatever you told him. "Okay, I'll be there." You told him, and he sent you a cheeky smile.

"Just make sure we have enough coffee."

"I personally will take care of that." He winked, and you giggled, shaking your head side to side. You didn't even notice the ruby eyes watching you two as you laughed, a dreadful feeling forming in the pit of Bakugou's stomach since it was someone else who made you laugh. Not him. All he could do was to mess with you.

The frustration he felt reflected on his words, too. Sure, Bakugou was never nice, but over the past years you had spent with him, he had learned to be, well, not so aggressive. But as the day went by, he just kept attacking you in a way that made you feel trapped.

And even though you never noticed, the way you seemed to ignore him whenever he tried to get a reaction from you just made everything worse, causing Bakugou to get even braver with his attempts to fight.

And he was aware of it, too. Bakugou could feel his heart beating faster in his chest whenever he told you something, a fear in him that told him he just went too far this time, but nonetheless, he still didn't even get one look his way.

"Miss Y/N? Can you answer this?" You heard Aizawa calling your name, making you jump in your seat. You weren't even aware that you had zoned out. Again. "I- I'm sorry." You muttered after a few seconds, looking down at your hands and hiding your face.

A mocking laugh came from Bakugou's way, and you clenched your teeth, hoping he would just let it go with a scoff, but your hopes died when Aizawa quirked a brow.

"Bakugou? Have something to say?" He asked, and Bakugou scoffed. "How can you be so-" He started to say but stopped mid-sentence when you didn't even turn his way, playing with the pen that was in front of you, instead, as if you were telling him just your pen was more interesting then whatever he had to say.

"Whatever." He muttered, not bothering to finish the remark he was previously saying.

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"I have to pull like a week of full nighters to get half of these done!" Mina groaned eyeing the books and papers that were towering on her desk, denying to fit into her bag.

"And Aizawa-sensei even talked to them to go easy on us." Ochako exclaimed nervously. Even Yaoyorozu, probably the only one that would actually be able to finish all the assignments, had bags under her eyes, either from stress or the lack of sleep.

You entered the room, only to find a bag full of canned coffee and Kirishima's wide smile, greeting you. "I kept my promise, you see." He told you as you settled on the floor across him. "And I kept mine." You answered with a tired smile. It was an unnecessary attempt to hide how tired you were at this point.

"Hey, Y/N, we were wondering if you were okay? You seem to be a little down lately and-" Ochako asked with a nervous smile, which you didn't even let her finish. Maybe it was rude what you did, but you didn't want to hear the end of that sentence.

"Oh I'm perfectly fine." You lied through your teeth. "Maybe just a little stressed, but really nothing important."

"Are you sure?" Mina quirked a brow at you, but before you could answer, everyone looked at the door when they heard a knock, and you took a deep breath of relief. Looking around you, everyone was here, and you weren't sure who it could be at the door-

"Bakugou, you showed up!" Mina cheered when she saw the grumpy blond leaning to the door.

"Tch," he scoffed, his eyes meeting yours for a second, the look in them sending shivers down your spine. "Only because you wouldn't get out of my hair if I didn't."

"It always works, though." She told him with a sly smile, causing his eyes to narrow in a threatening way. His gaze wandered around the room, eyes meeting yours for a second time that night, you noticed his hands turning into tight fists when you looked away.

It wasn't your intention to ignore him the way you did, you just didn't have the strength to fight back. You liked fighting with Bakugou, but lately, you felt like you would break if anyone so much as touched you, and Bakugou's words were -even though it was unintentional- often harder than a slap across your face.

He didn't think of it as something important, no one did, since you were the only one that could handle Bakugou and fight back. You never held your tongue, never quivered before him, never looked sad when he said something that would make anyone else break down crying.

No one ever knew, it did sadden you. Especially lately, with all the stress and pressure on you, it did make you feel like crying, but of course, you weren't going to admit to that.

So, you hid it. From everyone, from your friends, form Aizawa sensei and family. No one needed to know how everything was pressuring you in a way that the only thing you could feel was being trapped until you just... sorted things out.

"Hey, you okay?" Kirishima nudged you with his leg, waking you up from your dark thoughts. Not even aware you zoned out, your breath stuck in your chest, you gaped at him blankly for a second.

"Y-yeah." You answered with a smile, and you heard him sigh.

"Yeah, okay." He finally told you. "Just- just know you can talk to me when you don't feel good, 'kay? You know I'm always here to listen."

You did, you really did, but you just wanted to sort things out yourself, without anyone else, to prove to yourself that you were strong enough.

You nodded and reached for a can of coffee, hiding your watering eyes from him.

"Oh, since you're here!" You heard Mina shuffle some paper on her desk. "Could you help me with this math question? I've been working on it for a while now, but I just couldn't do it." She leaned your way, handing you the paper.

"Oh-" You bit your lip, feeling oddly guilty. "I'm sorry Mina, I couldn't do it either."

"Oh, that's okay, we'll just ask Bakugou, then." She shrugged thoughtlessly and turned to the blond that was watching your every move, looking awfully similar to a wolf watching his prey. His eyes narrowed when you followed your friend and got closer to him, not saying a word. The meek look in your eyes oddly disturbed him, even he wasn't sure why seeing you like this angered him, but it did. He could feel how your nervousness grew as you walked towards him, too.

"What? Too dumb to do it yourself?" He raised one brow, praying to get an annoying answer like you always did, but you just looked away, instead.

"Hey, what the fuck is wrong with you? Are you that dumb that you can't even-"

"Bakugou, that's enough." Kirishima interrupted, noticing your watering eyes, how you nervously chewed on your lip, but Bakugou wasn't listening to him. He was too focused on trying to get a reaction out of you, not even aware of anything else.

"What- did I offend the princess? Is that all you can do? Just stand there all pretty, not able to even defend yourself that people around you has to?" Bakugou blurted out, words coming out of his mouth in an angry fit. The second he said them, his eyes widened, realizing he went too far this time.

Too far.

He saw how you flinched at his words, and that's when you chose to look him in the eyes. Your lashes wet with tears you were desperately trying to hold back, one or two already sliding down your cheek. Only then did he notice how tense you were, and not only then, but almost all the time these last few days.

"I-" You tried to speak, but you choked on your words, your heart beating so loudly in your chest, and in your ears, you knew you had to get away from him.

Not even bothering to excuse yourself, you left the room in a rush, leaving ten gaping people after you.

"Wh-what the fuck?" Bakugou muttered, his eyes still fixed on where you were standing seconds ago.

"Are you fucking dumb?" Kirishima exclaimed suddenly. His eyes wide with disbelief, yeah, Bakugou was mean and he did go overboard sometimes, but this was something else.

"What the fuck were you thinking?" He kept pestering his dumbfounded friend. "What were you thinking as you said all those things to her? Hah?"

"I wasn't-"

"You weren't thinking, that's the problem! What's going on with you lately? How can you lash out at her so?!" Bakugou stood quiet, the rest of the room not even daring to make a sound.

"Shut up, shitty hair." Bakugou muttered as he walked towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Ochako asked meekly, gulping loudly when Bakugou sent a glare her way and exited without even answering her question.

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It wasn't hard to find you.

Maybe it was because he knew you too well, even more than he was even aware, or maybe it was because you weren't as complicated as you thought you were.

The night was chilly, the stars so bright, he was certain you were out in the garden. He spotted you on the bench, feeling his heart clenching with the sight of your face hidden in your hands, shoulders shaking with sobs.

"Y/N." He called out, his voice making you jump in your seat. You sprinted to your legs immediately, wiping the tears with the back of your hand, though, not doing a good job since your face was still damp with tears.

"Bakugou- wh-what are you doing here?" You asked, taking a step back when he got closer to you. He noticed this, a dreadful feeling forming in the pit of his stomach.

"I'm here to..." Why was he here? Certainly not to apologize. No, Bakugou never apologized.

Or so you thought.

"I'm here cause I'm- sorry." He finally managed to say, almost inaudibly. "For the things I said back in there- and other times, too."

He watched as you bit your lip, a confused and hurt look in your eyes, and he wanted to kick himself for causing you to be like this. "Why-" You finally managed to say after a few seconds, "why did you say all that? Why did you-"

"I'm sorry." He repeated, and this time you didn't step back when he walked towards you. So close that you could feel his caramel scent enveloping you. "I'm really sorry."

"I was- I was being dumb, I didn't mean any of that, and I'm really, really sorry." He whispered, and before he even knew what happened, you had your arms wrapped around him. It caught him by surprise, but he instantly closed his arms around you, too, holding you so tightly, his body so warm and so safe, you found yourself crying once again.

"Shh," he whispered to your hair, his hand caressing your hair in a soothing way. "It's okay." He didn't really know what was okay, but he felt like you needed to hear those words.

And you did.

Your sobbed in his arms, your face pressed to that place in between his shoulder and neck as his hand stroking your hair. And you didn't know what it was, but after a while that felt like you were never going to stop crying, you felt your sobs dying slowly, until all that was left was your occasional sighs.

Bakugou had never seen you like this, never so vulnerable, never so open. But the soft smile on his face told you that he didnt hate it. And you didn't exactly hate it either, to finally be able to at least show a fraction of what you were feeling to anyone.

"I'm sorry." You muttered. "I got your shirt wet."

"Dumbass, why are you apologizing-" his eyes widened when he realized he insulted you again. "I didn't mean-"

"No it's okay." You giggled. "I still want to have those- whatever it is we have. Let's not change anything, I don't want you to act as if I'm fragile glass."

"Y-yeah." He answered, his chest finally feeling lighter since he saw you laugh. "Yeah, okay."

His eyes looked at your laughing face one more time. "Promise."

Even though you weren't sure why exactly he promised, you had a feeling it was to never make you cry again.

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leoneslover · 4 years ago

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𝐒𝐞𝐥𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 ❥

⊳ Now playing: my coming of age movie

TW: mentions of kidnapping (in a joking way dw)

— You sped up your pace, walking alone at three in the morning wasn’t necessarily one of your favorite activities.

You could feel a whole bunch of emotions bottling up in your chest as you made your way through the empty streets of your neighborhood. The anxiety of walking in the dark, the excitement for finally going on the night adventure that you always dreamed of, the fear of your parents finding out that you snuck out to meet up with a completely random stranger, the actual fear of said stranger being nothing like you thought he was. There was just so much going on in your head at the moment that made the whole thing ten times more intense than usual.

But before you could develop this feelings into overthinking mode, you noticed the lanky silhouette of the setter in the distance. You slowed your pace, nervously walking towards him. He was standing against a lamppost, one hand in his pocket and the other absentmindedly scrolling through his phone. As you got closer, you noticed two things. One, he dressed up a little bit for the occasion. And two, the warm light made nice highlights in his silver hair.

“Boo” you jumped into the light after silently walking up to him, making him actually jump in his place.

“Goddamit, don’t do that” he lightly laughed, clutching a hand to his chest.

“If I was a robber or something you’d be damned now” you pointed out, crossing your arms in front of your chest.

“Yeah, and if I was a kidnapper or something you’d be damned now too I think” he snorted, but quickly looked up to you with a nervous expression. “Sorry that wasn’t funny, it was kinda insensitive”.

“Don’t worry it’s fine, it was kinda funny. Besides, I already told a friend of mine where I’m going, so if someone was to be damned, it’ll be you regardless” you brushed it off with a smile, laughing slightly as you walked a little bit more into the light so he could see you properly, “so anyways, hi”.

“Hi” he smiled, and you’d be lying if you said that your heart didn’t do a flip when he dedicated such a bright smile to you. “Have you thought were are going yet? Or are you one of those ‘let’s see where the path takes us~’ kinda person”.

You laughed, fixing your bag slightly. “Actually, I did thought of something... it’s kinda lame and simple but I couldn’t really think of some-“

“If you planned it then it’s not gonna be lame” he interrupted you with the same smile, sliding his phone into his pocket, “let’s go”.

You looked up at him for a second, slightly taken aback, but looked away quickly and started walking, him following right beside you. For once, you were actually glad for the lack of sunlight, since the dark seemed to hide your flustered expression. Turns out he was even cuter in person and close up, and if you add in his nice personality, great fashion choice (even at three in the morning), and actual funny jokes, it felt like you really hit the jackpot; even tho you barely knew him.

“You haven’t told me where are we going” he broke the silence.

“Oh, right” you tried not to sound startled, feeling your face heat up already. You cleared your throat, “well, I thought we could go to this store to buy some snacks and then go and chill out for a while at this spot I know”.

“Sounds pretty good” he nodded, approving. And you had to bite back a smile.

You walked in silence, side by side on the empty streets. And surprisingly, the silence wasn’t awkward at all. You shook your head, you barely knew him, yet there was something about him that made you feel at ease, like if you knew each other all your life. You frowned, remembering what an old relative of yours told you a while back about the time they met their soulmate. Why were you remembering that now? You shook your head again, and before you noticed, you were now standing outside the small convenience store that you already knew by heart from the amount of times you’ve been there with Tooru before.

“Here we are” you stood outside the door, hesitating to go in yet.

“Mhm” he nodded, giving a few steps forward to the store, but he stopped when he noticed you weren’t following, “you’re not coming?”.

“Oh, yeah, it’s just...” you took a deep breath, knowing that what you were about to say was stupid, “one of my friends works here and I’ve never really been here with anyone except for Toto... I mean, Tooru, and... I don’t know...”

He snorted, making you look at him. The bright light from the inside of the store gave his hair a really nice color. You blinked, weakly attempting to focus, specially since he was talking to you now.

“Well it’s not like you’re gonna introduce me to your parents or something” he walked until he was standing right in front of you, “we’re just gonna grab some snacks and go, c’mon”.

And before you noticed, he was grabbing your wrist and walking towards the store. His touch was soft, way too soft, specially since he was basically dragging you into the small building. The automatic doors slided open, and Suga pushed you both into the store before you had time to snatch your hand out of his.

Your alerted gaze immediately flew to the counter to your right, locking eyes with Makki, who looked up from his phone to see who dared to interrupt his peaceful late night shift. His gaze went from yours to your hands and then back to your eyes, his brows raising slightly and a small smirk curling up his lips. You shot him a menacing glare before snatching your wrist out of Suga’s grip, which he didn’t seem mind. And as you approached the back of the store to grab some drinks, you swore you could see him fighting back his laughter.

You grabbed a couple of drinks and a bunch of snacks, the only thing keeping the silence from being too awkward was the awful music choice in the background, courtesy of your best friend of course. You knew you were probably overreacting, I mean, its just Makki, he had seen you doing worse things than this, way worse than this. And even so, there was nothing wrong with what you were doing; you were just buying snacks with a pretty guy, that’s all. But at the same time, you knew him well. And as you walked towards the counter to pay, you realized that the reason you were so nervous wasn’t because of you and Suga, rather because you didn’t know what shitty awful joke your best friend could do or say at some point.

“Ahh, (y/n), what a pleasant surprise, visiting me at work” he smirked, not bothering to pick your stuff just yet, “are you gonna stay to keep me company?”.

“Shut up Makki” you pushed the snacks his way, wanting nothing more than for this to be over before your friend could embarrass you in any way.

“You’re such an awful friend” he faked being hurt, lazily picking up the bags to scan them, before directing his gaze towards your date, “You should ran away while you can man, she’s the worst I’m telling ya”.

“Makki!” You scolded him, eyeing Suga from the corner of your eye.

The setter, however, seemed to be enjoying the interaction way too much, snorting at Makki’s commentary and nodding.

“Thanks for the advice, I’ll keep it in mind” he carried on the joke, placing his hands in his pockets as Makki smirked approvingly.

“She’s probably making you pay right? That broke bitch” he said, ignoring you completely, “y’know what, since I pity you for having to put up with her, I’ll give you a discount and a little gift, how bout that?”.

“How nice of you man, thanks” He said, handing Makki the money as he threw your stuff in a plastic bag.

“No biggie, oh I’m Hanamaki by the way, but you can call me Makki” he introduced himself, turning around to pick something up from the shelf behind him.

“Sugawara, you can call me Suga” he said, picking up the bag and handing it to you as you stared, watching both boys in shock and slight annoyance.

“You’re from Karasuno right?” Makki asked, shuffling with some stuff from the shelf, adding without waiting for a response, “man your team is pretty good I’ll give you that, I thought we were gonna absolutely demolish you but no. Hehe, I’ve never seen Oikawa so pissed, it was so fucking funny, right (y/n)?”.

You opened your mouth to respond, finally giving you the chance to cut him off. But before anything could come out of your mouth, Makki turned back around, handing Suga a bunch of condoms of different sizes. Your eyes widened as you stared at your friend in utter shock.

“Here, I don’t know what size are you, and I don’t wanna know either, as well as I don’t want this bitch crying in a few weeks so” he brushed it off with a smirk, clearly enjoying himself.

Suga snorted, finding the situation rather amusing. Even tho you could feel yourself growing embarrassed at your friend’s actions.

“Thanks man, i appreciate it” the setter tried to hold back his laughter, grabbing the condoms and throwing them in the plastic bag that you were holding.

“Oh it’s nothing” your friend leaned back to sit on a chair behind him, “well you better get going, I don’t want to keep you from your awesome night so go, shoo”. He gestured you both to the doors.

“Fine fine, nice to meet you Makki” Suga grabbed you softly by the wrist again, guiding you to the exit of the shop.

“Nice to meet you too man, see ya” Makki waved from his seat, giggling to himself as Suga pushed you out of the shop.

It wasn’t until you were at the corner of the street that you finally realized what just happened and regained the ability to talk. You punched the setter lightly on his side, clearly annoyed.

“Why did you do that!?” You silently screamed, aware that it was late at night and you were on the streets, “You should have cut him off, or tell him to fuck off. Oh my god he’s such an idiot I’m gonna fucking kill him”.

Suga, however, finally stopped holding back his laughter. You turned to look at him, laughing his ass off at your reaction while you stared, annoyed. You could feel the corners of your mouth twitching, wanting to laugh as well, but you weren’t gonna give in that easy, it didn’t matter how contagious the setter’s laugh was, or how cute he looked gripping at his tummy to try to get a hold of himself as he absolutely lose it in the middle of the night. You were still annoyed at your friend, even tho he was nice enough to give you a discount at least.

“I- I’m sorry” Suga finally spoke, breathing heavily and still giggling to himself, “but it was too funny... your reaction”, another fit of laughter interrupted him.

“Whatever, let’s keep going in getting hungry” you brushed it off, smiling to yourself as you turned around, not waiting for him to catch up as you made your way through the night, thanking the poor lightning again for hiding your smile.

Soon enough you reached your destination. In a park not too far from your house, there was an average bridge that crossed over a small pond, but beneath it, there was a perfect dry spot right in between the bridge and the pond. Like a tiny coast that always remained dry and that both you and your friends kept relatively clean since Iwa found it a few years back.

“Nice” Suga commented as you sat down, throwing your bag next to you, “when did you find this?”.

“Iwa-chan found it a while back, when he was a kid I think” you commented, grabbing a drink from the plastic bag and opening it, “and Tooru brought me here once last year, he told he not to tell anyone and to use it wisely or sum, but I never really had anyone to bring here so I thought it was a little useless, well, until now”.

You laughed lightly, taking a sip from the drink. You didn’t miss how Suga pressed his mouth in a thin line at the mention of your best friend.

“You and Oikawa are pretty close, aren’t you?” He questioned, opening a bag of chips without looking at you.

“Well, yeah” you frowned lightly, “we’ve been friends for a while, and we’re almost neighbors so I’ve known him since, forever kinda”.

Suga nodded, offering you the bag to grab some snacks. A comfortable silence fell in between you two, and a tiny voice whispering the word soulmate came back in your mind, but once again you pushed it away, focusing on the moment. You put your drink down, grabbing the plastic bag and rummaging through it.

“Ugh, I told him to stop giving me these, they’re bad for the environment” You complained, gesturing the bag.

“Yeah, that’s why I always carry my stuff in my hands, or bring a tote bag or something” Suga commented, giving another sip to his drink.

“Man, tote bags are the fucking best” you said, but suddendly you fell silent. Your hands made contact with the bunch of condoms that your friend gave to you earlier, and a wave of embarrassment washed over you from head to toe again.

“Are you alright?” The setter noticed, a worried frown taking over his features.

“Yeah yeah, it’s nothing” you brushed it off, feeling the heat rise up in your face.

The rest of the night passed almost in a rush. Talking about everything and nothing at the same time, discussing about which was the best meme of the generation and later on debating about the afterlife. You found out that he enjoyed scaring his little brother with the horror movies he was obsessed with at the moment, even though it earned him a rant from his mom later on, he swore it was worth it. He found out that you had a weird addiction with Sanrio characters since you were a kid. You also found out that he had a very high tolerance to spicy food, specially since half of the snacks he picked up were spicy as hell.

And by the time you finished off your food and got out from beneath the bridge, you realized it was already around 6am, and the sun was rising up in the distance. Sharing a blanket that you brought with you to keep you from the cold blow of the early morning, you stood on top of the bridge, watching the sunrise in a complete comfortable silence, occasionally interrupted by a bird chirping in the background.

Your eyelids were getting heavier from the all nighter, and you couldn’t help but rest your head on his shoulder, sighing as the golden light from the early sunlight bathed the scene with its warm tone. He smiled to himself, the tingling in his stomach growing stronger as he rested his head on top of yours, the sweet scent of your hair filling up his nostrils. He blushed lightly, thanking that you couldn’t really see him before he spoke.

“C’mon, I’ll walk you home”.

And so he did. You walked side by side through the middle of the empty road, even though he insisted on walking on the sidewalk, he gave in since you said it ‘added to the experience’.

Your hands brushed against each other as you walked, but none of you dared to grab the other, the fact that you were sharing a blanket had both of you flustered enough already. And when you leaned your head into his shoulder again as you pointed at little funfacts about your neighbourhood, he had to physically restrain himself from kissing you right there and then.

“That’s Tooru’s house, and this is my house” you said sleepily, a yawn cutting you off.

“I like your house, it looks nice” he commented. You were both standing outside, none wanting to say goodbye just yet.

“I’ll offer you to stay and take a nap so you don’t have to walk back home just yet, but I don’t think my parents would like that too much” you laughed lightly and he snorted.

“Yeah, maybe one day...” he trailed off, sighing before sliding off the blanket from his shoulder, “well I better get going then, before my parents find out that I’m not home yet”.

“Yeah...” you trailed off, thinking for a second.

You slid the blanket off your shoulders as well, before placing it on his. He stared at you in mild shock, before you got on your tip toes to give him a kiss on the cheek.

“Thanks for helping me build up my coming of age movie” you laughed lightly before pulling away and almost run to your front door, turning around to wave him off before getting into your house.

He waved back, smiling to himself. It was the second time you left him standing there, just blushing.

❥ Funfact!: When he got back home, Suga was so tired that he fell asleep wrapped up in (y/n)’s blanket without realizing.

Sugawara Kōshi x reader(fem!)

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A/n: Hiya there! Just wanted to let u know that I made a playlist for this smau that u can find here in case you’re interested!

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kris-p-banana-bread · 4 years ago

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Here DOAFP fandom, have some organic, locally-sourced, home-grown pain. This is basically just me, a scarred older sibling, projecting on Bobby, another scarred older sibling. I really reached into my post-loss psyche for this, so I hope you enjoy the headcanons and meta (AKA I hope you shed at least one tear).

It won’t let me link it here so the post that inspired this is under the read more at the bottom ✨

- When I first watched doafp, I couldn't understand Elena's aversion to Sam becoming a prominent figure in her mom's and her life. Now I understand it almost too perfectly. There was never supposed to be someone after Robert. He and Gabi were deeply in love and happy. Robert was it; he was the first and true love of Gabi's life. Sam showing up probably felt like a huge and utterly disrespectful slap in the face of Robert's memory, because he wasn't even supposed to be there. I don't know if that's as eloquent as I wish it was, or if it makes sense, and it probably sounds really mean to Sam, but it's not even really about him. It was always supposed to be Robert; Sam hasn’t earned the right to be apart of or associated with her family

- After Robert dies, Gabi and Bobby make it a habit to find and keep photos and recordings/videos of Robert, even if the latter only has him saying one sentence. They won't make Elena join them for the search, but after they find some of those old audios of Robert, they'll sometimes play them back for little Elena

- Bobby put up the keep out sign (I credit this to a few other blogs for discussing this tho) because that's where he would cry sometimes. He actually used to be pretty close with Elena, but after he put up that sign and started distancing himself from them a bit so they wouldn't see the times he cracked, he got a little more short and jaded with her. It's that, plus just growing into a teenager and stuff. And I'm not saying that he and Elena have a bad relationship, but he's become more snappy and has more walls up than he used to

- Sometimes Elena feels bad because she doesn't always remember her dad's voice. She was pretty young when he died, so even though she recalls it a bit, and the recordings help, it's been a while since she's talked to him in person, so of course she doesn't quite remember what it's like to actually talk to Robert and she's forgotten some of his mannerisms. She likes to think she's all done (she marked the stages down in her grief journal after all) but grief isn't linear or all that rational, so it hits her hard sometimes

- I keep reading as an action close to my heart because that's a strong bond me and my mom shared. She would rec books to me, and we would joke and talk about them, or she would hint to some future event and then refuse to tell me until I caught up to that part. So Elena and Bobby do something similar in their grief. Elena has writing and words, because that's something Robert loved if I remember correctly (but if I’m not and that’s not canon, then I now declare it so) and Bobby has tennis. But besides tennis (I sent a couple anons to @freshlybakedfandoms about it but I'm not sure where she went) Bobby also was taught to play guitar by Robert (I liken it to Devi Vishwakumar and her harp) so when he misses his dad or is just sad, he'll take out his dad's old acoustic and strum

- (This next one is something I also think a lot about so this is pretty much 98% projection) Bobby thinks sometimes about the fact that he was never able to come out to his dad. He hadn't really started growing into that part of himself yet, and he never got to show it to his father. He wonders what he would have thought of him. Would he be angry? Would he dismiss him and say it was just a phase? Bobby didn't think so, but a little part of him insisted that you could never be too sure. After he comes out, Gabi and Cami assure him that Robert would've been so proud of him and would've loved him regardless (Since we know virtually nothing about him, I maintain that Robert was one of those dads who teases their kid relentlessly about their crushes and I think he would've done that with Bobby and eventually Elena)

- When Elena's quince rolls around (if she chooses to have one of course), Sam dances with her during the father-daughter dance. A part of her still hurts, still aches and wishes that Robert were dancing with her too; still knows on some fundamental level that he and Gabi had planned for this day, but he had simply never made it. But she's known Sam long enough that she feels comfortable here. Nobody can replace Robert, but Sam is her family, and it feels right like this.

- I might do some more research and deliberate, but for the moment I'm saying that Robert had cancer, I’m thinking along the lines of colon. My mom was terminal, but idk if I should make Robert terminal? Maybe towards the end. Or maybe he was diagnosed as incurable early on but Gabi kept it from the kids because, tbh, being told your parent is balancing on that kind of edge is traumatic for them. So anyways, I’m going on that assumption for this last point, and I’ll see if I can recover some of my old knowledge and talk about technical stuff later if anybody would like to hear it

- Elena and Bobby were both pretty young. Bobby understood about PET scans and tests somewhat, and knew generally what different answers from doctors meant. Elena mainly just understood what was happening by reading her parents' and brother's expressions when getting lab results in from the doctor. They both remember on some level what it was like when Gabi would leave the kids with Cami and take Robert out to the car (later she would have to help him) and they would all feel like they were holding their breath until they got back and confirmed that everything was ok (and later, the little shocks of fear when the answers were no longer as positive and there was more apprehension and risks. After all, cancer doesn’t deal in absolutes)

- Bobby can still remember Robert when he had to stop walking around a lot. He still remembers the phone call that Cami got from his mom, saying that something had gone wrong, and if this last treatment didn’t work, he wouldn’t have much time before he passed. Still remembers Cami rushing into a room when she got that call, and trying to hide what was happening until Gabi could get home and explain it; but Bobby was a sharp kid believe it or not. He heard about the treatment, heard Cami crying. He still had hope... but when Robert came home in a gurney, when he could barely stay awake sometimes, when his voice was quiet and his skin was a little jaundiced, Bobby felt incredibly empty. But Robert always had a smile for his wife and his beautiful kids, even if it was small and very tired, his eyes still crinkled the same. He always had a smile; right up until they had to say goodnight and get some sleep one night. And then... he passed.

- After he passed, the Cañero-Reeds needed help, and a lot of Gabi’s coworkers would bring food or materials if they were running low. Cami and Danielle would babysit and would distract the kids when Gabi needed a good cry.

- Like you’d imagine, and because of what is sort of implied in canon and in my own head, the kids dealt with it in different ways. Bobby put up that sign, and withdrew. He wasn’t awful, but his patience with certain people got a bit shorter and he was a bit quieter. And he was a really good helper when he had the energy and he cared deeply, but he would sometimes get physically and emotionally exhausted after helping Gabi/Elena/Cami/anybody else with something and would go into his room or mentally tap out to recharge. He took comfort in things that seemed natural and that he sometimes took for granted before, like video games and skateboarding (hehe bobby skateboards. Anybody second me on this?) and clothes etc... and other stuff. A lot of materialistic things or experiences that he would skip out on before. But they bring normalcy back to his life now so he loves them for that.

- Bobby doesn’t wanna think about big themes or anything anymore, which I can’t remember but I think it was Vi (freshlybakedfandoms, again, idk where she is and I hope she’s ok) who said he was a math and science person and I think that as much as that could transfer over to those subjects as well, it’s much harder to avoid existential and emotional themes in English and History class and Bobby doesn’t like it as much as Elena does for that reason. He had to live with the back and forth of his dad’s treatments and tests, so math and science is comforting because it’s more concrete (There could be a million arguments for why he would distrust math and science because of his dad’s passing though, I realize) Ultimately, though, it reminds him of Robert too much.

- On the other hand, after a period of shock and confusion, Elena threw herself into new things. First it was a grief journal, to make sure she was going through the motions. Then she read a lot, and when she felt too alone or like she wasn’t doing enough, like she was stagnant, she’d just find something to focus and persevere on again. That feels like her personality type to me; something is wrong so let’s fix it right away. But that could also transfer sort of negatively into “Something feels off or I’m very sad, let’s get this thing done and be productive so we can put off having to confront that but at least we get work out of it” but I could be entirely wrong (this is based off some of my family members and how they dealt with the loss.) And Elena throws herself into history and english because her dad loved it, and she wants to remember more of him. Because she believes words have power and history is a lesson and that’s incredibly interesting for her

#bear talks #doafp #robert cañero reed #bobby cañero reed #gabi cañero reed #elena cañero reed #camila doafp #sam faber #fun times #sorry?#I can write a cute fluffy fic to make up for it #i cri #also sorry if I made these a bit too much about bobby #I just relate to him as the older sibling #I added some more so if it got out of hand I’m sorry #tell me and I can make it neater #my meticulousness might just make myself do that on my own tho

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barry-j-blupjeans · 4 years ago

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Vampire or merpeople Blups? ;)

((this is a continuation of a taz nc prompt that u can find here - can probably be read stand alone tho?))

Hour one:

It was hard getting Barry into bed without having him run into too many things. They had to take a break as soon as they got inside so he could rest against the couch and Lup really didn’t like that there were still tears running down his face, but she had to get him laid down before he passed out completely. He stumbled behind her as she led him down the hallway and into their room and basically collapsed onto the bed, twitching a little when Lup let go of him.

Taako wasn’t home tonight. There was a reason they went through with the plan when they knew he wouldn’t be home, but Lup was kind of regretting that decision entirely because yes, Barry needed comfort, but the longer she looked at what her bite did to him, the more she needed comfort.

“I’m here, babe,” Lup said quietly, trying to hide the frantic note in her voice. “Whatever you need, okay? I’m here.”

Hour two:

Lup hadn’t let Barry’s side since he passed out and her legs were getting sore from how she was sitting. She tried to tuck him comfortably into bed, but he had thrown the blankets off in his sleep. They had read up on being turned beforehand, of course. Lup’s own experience didn’t account for everything and Barry wasn’t the type to go into anything unprepared.

Still, seeing him like this? He was asleep, but trying to claw at his own skin, sweating and probably aching, and oh gods, what had she done? What had she done?

Hour four:

The bathroom smelled like vomit. Lup had finally calmed herself down enough to get some water when Barry jolted out of the bed and basically sprinted towards the restroom. He was retching before Lup had even come back. Right now, she knelt beside him and rubbed his back as he bent over the toilet bowl. He clutched at the seat like a lifeline, nearly crying again.

Lup had her back pressed against the bathtub, waiting for the process to finish. Barry reached out for her hand and she grabbed onto it at once. His grip was like iron, tight and hot and desperate. He lifted his head slightly and threw her a woozy, disgusting smile.

Lup felt her stomach do flips, completely unrelated to the amount of sick in the room.

Hour seven:

The front door unlocked as the sun came up over the city. Lup crept from under Barry’s hold and into the entrance hall. Taako was hanging his jacket up on the rack and turned when she entered. He was wearing a fancy outfit- one of the ones Lup knew he had specifically picked out for date nights, and he tugged his collar up when he saw Lup round the corner.

“You’re up early,” he said, kicking off his shoes. Maybe if Lup was taking the situation better, she would have made small talk, but, well,

“We went through with it.”

“What?” Taako said. And then, “Oh. Shit. Now?”

“Last night,” she said, a little choked up. Taako’s causal attitude dropped and he was holding onto her tight in a matter of seconds. Embraced like that, by the only other person in the world who she could trust like this, Lup felt the dams break.

“I wouldn’t have gone out if I’d known-”

“Didn’t wanna worry you,” Lup said, voice cracking. “Didn’t wanna-”

“Lup,” he said firmly. “You don’t worry me by needing me there.”

Hour thirteen:

Barry’s body was failing by the hour. By the minute, even. He was sandwiched between Lup and Taako, head fallen onto Lup’s shoulder with a blank look in his eye. His chest was barely rising anymore. Lup felt like the grandfather clock they placed in the hallway seemed more doomsday-ish. She squeezed Barry’s hand carefully.

Barry nuzzled into her neck gently and squeezed back.

Hour twenty:

Twenty-four hours. One thousand, four hundred and forty minutes. That’s how long it would take for Barry to- to, uhm.

“It’s okay,” Taako said. “Twenty four hours and we’ll have his stupid voice back and his stupid jokes and his terrible taste in food.”

“I know,” Lup said brokenly, basically clutching onto Taako because she couldn’t stand to look at Barry right now. Not while he- not when- not because of what she did- “I know, but it hurts, T- I-”

“He’ll make it,” Taako murmured. “He’ll be back real soon, Lup, I promise.”

Hour twenty-six:

Lup didn’t realize how much time she spent talking to Barry until Barry just wasn’t there to talk to anymore. She closed the door to their bedroom, but left a crack open just so she could hear. They had a timer running, but if something happened. If she needed to check on him or if something went wrong or, or, or-

“Kravitz says he hopes Barry recovers quickly,” Taako said from the other side of the couch. Lup nodded into her pillow. They had a movie playing on the TV, but she wasn’t paying attention. It wasn’t her favorite movie, anyway. When she hadn’t responded to Taako’s question about what she wanted to watch, he’d put on one of his favorites instead.

Taako was that shitty, stupid consistent that her life needed right now.

Hour thirty-three:

“It’s my fault,” Lup said, voice thick with tears and grief. “I killed him, Taako! He- he asked me to kill him and I just fuckin’ did-”

“He asked you to,” Taako repeated. “Don’t blame yourself for something he asked for, Lup-”

“I’ve ruined his fuckin’ life,” Lup cried. “I- I cursed him and I made him like me and he might never be happy again and what if he regrets it and- and he wants to break up and-”

“Lup,” Taako said, sounding so angry that she was snapped out of her thoughts. He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her up until she would look at him- properly look at him, with the fire and flames in his eyes. “This is not what we fuckin’ went through, okay? We- we didn’t have a choice to be turned and it sucked like shit. Barry knew what he was getting into. It’s kind twisted doing this yeah, but he knew that. He loves you so much and if he turns his back on you after this I’ll eat my favorite hat.”

Lup dropped her head, a sob catching in her throat.

“I love that hat more than I love anything else, Lup,” he said seriously, which choked a laugh out of her.

Hour forty-two:

He was still, lifeless in the bed.

And then he wasn’t.

Lup was right there when Barry started gasping for breath. She helped him sit up as he coughed and spluttered. His eyes (unmoving, cold, dead, dead, dead, dead, her fault, her fault) swiveled around the room. Glanced past Taako. Landed on Lup. He lifted a hand towards her and she caught it, pressing a kiss to his knuckles.

And then his mouth was on hers and she was crying and, yes, Taako was gagging in the background but it didn’t matter because here he was again. In her arms, moving, maybe not alive, but real and here and with her.

“I’m really fucking hungry,” Barry gasped when they finally pulled apart and Lup threw her head back in a laugh.

“Got some blood bags in the fridge for you, baby.”

#blupjeans #taz barry bluejeans #taz lup #taz taako #mine #FUCK YEA #LOVED WRITING THIS #typos be damned im tired #taz #asks #sgrumby #ehehehheheh #love this au too goddamn much #tw vomit #ise cube writing

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fandomficsnstuff · 4 years ago

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Hope

Daryl x Reader

(Author’s note: the reader is Maggie’s sister)

Warnings: slight angst and fluff and a lot of cussing, tho I think that’s it.

You pulled your knees tighter against your chest, feeling slightly cold in the dark container, but at least now your eyes had finally adapted to the dark, so you could at least see better, even if it weren’t much. All you could think about was if he was even still alive, but of course he was, this was Daryl, he had survived far worse, a fact you knew even back on your farm when they all showed up. You should probably be figuring out how to get out of here, like everyone else, but all you could think about was him, the way he could scoff and hide his amusement when you finally got under his skin in a playful way. Daryl was hard to get through, especially at the farm, when that little girl was missing, but the way he looked for her, even though she wasn't his own, it just told you that he was a good man, he had just been through a hell of a lot of things.

“He’s alright you know” you flinched at her voice, looking up at your sister Maggie, nodding and looking down again. You had been so far in your own thoughts that you hadn’t heard her approach or sit down next to you, something that was dangerous, because what if it had been out there, and she had been a walker? But you shook that thought away, deciding to respond instead of just letting her attempt at comforting you slide “I know… I just-” you sighed, giving up trying to explain something she already knew in full detail. Maggie, Beth and your dad were about the only ones who knew, the only ones who knew how you felt about him. Carol had an idea, causing her to tease you often, but there was never any malice in her teasing, and she would never overstep the limit with it either. Rick had a faint idea as well, but hadn’t really addressed it besides one time when he asked if you and Daryl had anything, which you denied of course. But still you couldn’t help but worry, what if something had happened to him out there? What if he had died at the prison? What if he never made it out? Your mind only dug further and further into the endless possibilities until Maggie gently shook your shoulder, making you snap your head to look at her.

“He’s alright. He’s Daryl, ain’t nothing gonna get to him” she had always been able to know what you felt, just by looking at you. You simply shook your head “and if he’s not? What if he’s out there, and I’m stuck in here, unable to help him? What if Beth is out there, scared and alone and- and-... and I’m stuck in this fucking container because these people just got a stick up their ass? What if Daryl got fucking bit? Or what if he ran into these people and they- they killed him?? What if all of this fucking bullshit that they’re making us go through is for nothing and we’ll just be stuck here twiddlding our fucking thumbs and waiting to be fucking killed like one of those damn cows back at Daddy’s farm?” you remembered to keep a low voice, whispering harshly, but Maggie just laughed anyway “what? What’s so funny, Mag?” she tried to control her laughter, a few of the other people in the container looking funny at her, Glenn just smiled fondly at her however, but when she finally quieted down she looked back at you “I’ve never heard you cuss like that, Daryl must’ve really gotten to ya” she finally stated once she had been able to catch her breath, making me stare at her for a second, the both of us just looking at each other before giggling together.

“Hey! What’s so damn funny?” Abraham snapped, making us stop, look at him, before laughing even more, just pissing off Abraham, but he let it go. After a while Glenn came over, you and Maggie both having tears in your eyes for how hard you had laughed, even though you tried to suppress it “what’s up?” he kneeled down in front of Maggie, and once you had both calmed down you looked at Glenn while Maggie still giggled “I just cussed so much that Daddy would turn over in his grave” you said proudly, making Glenn freeze before shaking his head as he laughed as well, and Sasha, who had heard you, let out an amused scoff at the three of you giggling.

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It had been hours since Maggie had lightened your mood, but now it had dampened again, you were still sitting with Maggie, your head on her shoulder as her head rested on top of yours, your knees were starting to hurt from being bent so much for so long, but you couldn’t care less, and apparently neither could Maggie.

Both of you flinched as you heard the door being opened, the both of you standing up, fighting against how weak your knees felt from finally being stretched out like they had ached to be hours ago. You got ready but as the doors swung open fully you squinted, your eyes hurting from the sudden light and how intrusive it was. You frowned when you saw who entered and when the door finally closed everyone except the ones who had just joined your merry little band of misfits flew towards them, hugging them separately. “We thought you were dead” you whispered as you hugged Michonne, who gladly hugged you back, and then you came to Daryl, and seeing his face, the bruises, you grew a mix of relief and anger. Relief that all he got out there were a few bruises, and anger because walkers don’t punch, people did this. As you studied Daryl he blushed and looked away, he hugged everyone, except you that is, and you took a step back, letting everyone else greet him and get acquainted as Rick let you know that these people are ‘screwing with the wrong people’.

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You were currently using the necklace Beth had given you, back before everything started, to sharpen a piece of wood, turning it into a makeshift dagger, looking back at Daryl to see him already looking at you. You didn’t quite know who looked away first, but both of your heads turned at the speed of light probably. Maggie threw a small smile at you and you couldn’t help but smile back, she knew you felt like an with Daryl sometimes, with how tough he was to get through, and how you actually had gotten through to him, at the prison, but then everything happened, and now he treated you like a stranger again. Once Rick told you to get ready, you got up, you had used some rusty nails and your belt, you had wrapped the belt around your dominant hand, the nails going through the belt and out to whoever you punched, and your makeshift wooden dagger were in your other hand. You were ready to fight when suddenly something above you opened, dropping something down and making you disoriented. As they took Daryl, Rick, Bob and Glenn you tried to fight, but were way too disoriented, so was Maggie and Sasha, Michonne and Carl, everyone was way besides themselves, so all you could do, once again, was sit in the dark corner, now worrying even more so than before.

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You exhaled heavily as you saw Carol, about to run to her when Daryl got there first. The way he ran to her, hugged her, it made a cold feeling settle in your bones and you couldn’t help but look away, even as Rick and Carl found Judith and embraced her, and seeing Tyreese alive and alright as well. You couldn’t get that cold, numb feeling out of you, seeing Daryl wrapping his arms around Carol, the way you wanted to be held by him, it made you feel something far more uncomfortable than just worrying about him or him treating you like a stranger. You awkwardly rubbed your arm as Carol came over and hugged you, you loved Carol like family, you really did, but comparing his reaction to when he saw you again, and when he saw her, you felt awkward with her hugging you, like the ex girlfriend who met the new girlfriend but haven't quite gotten over the heartbreak. Carol felt that and pulled away, frowning at you “sorry, I’m just so tired” you mumbled, making her nod, believing your excuse, for now anyways.

As you began to walk together, a family back together again, you couldn’t help but sort of glare at Carol and Daryl, looking down a few times in thought. When he had treated you like a stranger, you at least had a chance, but now it seemed like that had died, that the hope that you could at least get him in your life other than a member of a group was gone. You missed the look Maggie gave you, a worried, sympathetic look, which Glenn shared, after all he was Maggie’s husband, and she told him everything, even your crush on Daryl, though she hadn’t told him without your permission of course.

But still, you had been hoping so bad that maybe he would see you, maybe he would one day look at you differently, but he wouldn’t, not when he had someone like Carol, she was brave and strong and clever and not afraid to do everything for the group, so why would he want someone like you if he had her?

Too deep in your thought to notice, Daryl kept looking back at you, glancing every so often while he talked with Carol, and all he saw was your head bowed down, how you didn’t even talk to Maggie even though she tried, and the sad look you had on your face, like you weren’t sure what you were fighting for anymore. Carol encouraged him to speak to you, but he kept mumbling and shrugging, saying something along the lines of ‘I dunno, don’t wanna make it worse’ which Carol knew was bullshit. The both of you too wrapped up in everything else to notice that the both of you cared for each other the same way.

@thewalkingdead-imagines

#Daryl Dixon #TWD #Daryl Dixon x female reader #Daryl x reader

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outerbonks · 4 years ago

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complicated [2] - jj maybank

here’s part two! please enjoy and tell me if i should keep it going!

summary: you’re a kook and JJ doesn’t like you at all. That’s what he wants everybody to believe anyway.

word count:+2k

warning(s): sad shit, mentions of abuse, swearing

taglist (open): @danicarosaline, @yeehaw87, @sspidermanss

PART ONE

It'd been a few days since the party at the boneyard and you were meeting up with the pogues soon as per JJ's request.

You’d hung out with them before but something felt off about this time, Kie had been texting you all morning making extra sure that you were coming.

She was never usually this concerned about if you'd be coming or not, it was usually just one message about a half hour before you were supposed to meet but today your phone was buzzing non-stop.

Kie 🌺✨: So ur coming today right?

You: ofc 💞 meeting at John B's place right?

Kie 🌺✨: Yes but wear something cute 👀

You: okayyyyy

You: why tho? 👀

Kie 🌺✨: For the group pics obviously 👀

You: sounds fake but ok bby 😌✨ I'll dress cute... only for you tho 😉

Kie 🌺✨: that's why you're my girl 😘

Kie 🌺✨: okay I've gtg do some stuff but I love you

You: love you too 💞

Kie 🌺✨: John B's at 1pm

You: I've got it, see you then

She was definitely up to something, you could tell, she never cared how you dressed especially not when all you were doing was meeting up with her friends.

Deciding not to worry about it, you threw your phone onto your bed and started to get ready.

Settling on your favourite white crop top, the one with a daisy embroidered in the middle you pulled it on along with a pair of denim shorts and your white converse, that had become dirty from the amount of wear and tear they'd been through since you got them.

The posing you were doing in front of your mirror was interrupted by your phone chiming yet again.

JJ Maybank: Hi.

JJ Maybank: Kie gave me ur number

JJ Maybank: She told me to ask u to bring snacks

You: Sure I'll stop by the store on my way

You: Any preference?

JJ Maybank: Whatever is fine with me princess

You: Alright I'll see what I can do

JJ Maybank: Wait get chips

You: What's the magic word? 🥺

JJ Maybank: Are u really gonna make me do this princess?

You: I mean if you want ur chips 👀

JJ Maybank: Remember when I told you I didn't hate you? I take it back

You: Then starve 😌��

JJ Maybank: Fine. Pretty please will you pick up some chips

You: Why of course I will since you asked ever so nicely!! 🧚🌺✨💫💞

JJ Maybank: You suck

Laughing at his response you grabbed your purse and left your house, making your way to the store.

You couldn't lie, you enjoyed messing with JJ. Now that you had his number you had a feeling that the two of you were going to be annoying each other on a whole other level now.

When you arrived at the store you made sure to stock up on snacks, buying extra chips as an attempt to ensure today stays peaceful between you and JJ.

Soon enough you found yourself at John B's front door, knocking on the frame gently.

Kie answered the door with a bright smile, giving you a hug before pulling you inside.

"Did you bring snacks?" Was the first thing you heard as Kie ushered you into the chateau. You let out an airy laugh and held up the plastic bag in your hand for JJ to see, "As promised."

"Great! Both of you go sit down." Kie instructed and you obliged, sitting down on John B's couch and placing the bag of snacks in-between yourself and JJ who immediately started rummaging through the bag, you watched intently as he pulled out a bag of chips with a big smile on his face, "These are my favorite!"

Nodding your head at the boy you looked at him with a mockingly parental look, trying your best to hide the smirk forming on your lips, "That's what happens when you say please, sweetheart."

JJ scoffed before looking around the room in confusion, "Where'd the others go?"

Neither of you had noticed Kie and John B sneak out the front door and realization washed over the both of you as you heard the engine of John B's van running.

The pair of you scurried out to the porch, watching as the van moved away and Kie stuck her head out the window, "We're going to get beer, we'll probably be a while! You two should talk while we're gone! Bye!" She shouted before John B hit the gas and the van sped off.

Sighing you looked at JJ with an unimpressed expression, "Guess we're talking then."

"Seems like it." The boy muttered crankily, following you into the house.

Spending time with you meant getting to know you and getting to know you would eventually lead to falling for you. JJ couldn't let that happen. But he had no choice, he'd rather talk to you than spend hours in silence waiting for his friends to return.

"Do you wanna play 20 questions?" You asked, breaking the awkward silence that has settled over the both of your once you returned to your seats on the couch.

JJ let out a huff, looking at you with his eyebrow raised, "What are we? Twelve?"

Letting out a scoff you couldn't help but roll your eyes, "You sure do act like it."

"Fine. You ask first." He sighed, sinking into the couch and digging into the chips you'd brought.

"Alright, start off easy… What's your favorite hobby?" The blond boy beside you shook his head and leaned his elbows on his knees, turning his head to look at you, "Surfing. My turn. What did you mean the other night when you asked me what age you were when it all started going wrong?" He fired, the question had been locked and loaded in his mind since the night at the boneyard.

"It's kind of a bummer, you sure you wanna get into it?" You questioned, catching your lip between your teeth.

The boy only nodded, staring at you expectantly, "Well, when I was thirteen my mom got really sick, she's been in and out of hospitals on the mainland for the past three years, my dads never left her side so I don't see much of either of them anymore. She's in some private hospital on the mainland right now, we're pretty sure she won't be getting out again." You explained numb to the situation, it'd been three years of you pretty much raising yourself, your dad kept up with the bills and put money into your credit card but he hadn't actually been home with you unless your mom was healthy enough to be there too, but she hadn't been home in the last year which meant neither had he.

"Shit…" JJ murmured, looking at you sympathetically to which you shook your head at him and gave him a tight smile. You really didn't want anyone's sympathy.

"It's fine. But I guess to give you an answer to the question, everything started going wrong when I was thirteen." You added on casually as if you hadn't just opened up about your dying mother seconds earlier.

"My turn." You stated, keeping eye contact and asking, "Why don't you want to get close to me?"

His little speech the other night had left an impact on you, you wanted to know what was so bad about you that made befriending you so awful.

JJ sighed heavily, shrugging his shoulders, "It's complicated, I've got a reputation here on the cut y'know? And you've got yours on figure eight. We just shouldn't mix."

You didn't bother trying to hide your confused expression, you both knew that that was bullshit.

"Maybe we shouldn't. But since when have you ever gone by the rules of society?" You piqued up.

"Hey it's not your turn anymore, you already asked your question." He butted in, throwing a chip at you.

"Fine, you go but we're getting back to that one." You warned him, making him chuckle in response.

"After you asked me when things started going wrong, you said something else…" JJ threaded carefully, having a sinking feeling that he knew what you meant by the question in the first place but the curiosity was killing him.

You nodded patiently waiting for him to continue, you knew what he was about to ask and you mentally prepared yourself to give him an answer.

"So… why can't you wear dresses to parties?" He finished, his voice gentle but his eyebrow raised.

Swallowing thickly you fidgeted with the hem of your crop top, "Last year at a kook party-" You started, shifting your eyes away from JJ's, focusing on your legs instead, "-One of Rafe Cameron's friend's, he was a senior and I had just finished freshman year, well anyway I was wearing this cute little dress and he told me he really liked it so we started hanging out and the next thing you know he was kissing me and that was all good and fine, it was really great actually." You retold to JJ, pausing for a second to glance at his eyes that were looking at you intently, his bottom lip between his teeth.

Heaving out a heavy sigh you ran a hand through your hair before finishing the story, "But then his hands were all over me and I didn't really know how to feel, yanno? I was a virgin and I'd never had a guy be into me like that so I let him go on. Until he literally tore my dress right off me and I knew then that I definitely wasn't ready for what he wanted. So I told him to stop and he flipped out on me, called me a tease and a slut and told me that if I didn't want to be fucked then I shouldn't have dressed like it. And that is why I can no longer wear dresses to parties."

You couldn't figure out the look on the boys face, it was an expression that was a mixture between anger and sadness and something else that you couldn’t quite place.

"Who was the guy?" He inquired, his voice dangerously calm.

The story made him angry, he hated when guys thought they could just take advantage of people, he couldn't lie and say that it didn't especially bother him that it had happened to you.

You just shrugged again, "Doesn't matter. Pretty sure he moved to the mainland for college." You explained seemingly unbothered, the same way you had been after answering the last question and JJ wasn't having any of it.

"It does matter though, why do you do that?" He wondered out loud, scooting closer to you on the couch while you avoided eye contact.

"Because JJ, if I start acting like it's a big deal it's going to become a big deal and I don't want a fuss over something that happened to me in the past while other people have bigger things to worry about." The blond beside you nodded in understanding at your statement, he got that, he felt the exact same way and he realized that the pair of you were a lot more alike than he thought.

"Just don't tell Kie or John B okay? I'm only telling you because I let it slip at the boneyard, you're the only one that knows." You whispered, finally meeting his blue eyes.

He nodded with furrowed brows, "Secrets safe with me, princess."

Giving him a tight smile you spoke up again trying to lighten the heavy atmosphere, "If you weren't so stubborn I think you and I would be really great friends."

JJ laughed, taking off his red cap and running his hand through his hair before placing the cap back on his head, "You know what you're probably right-" The boy let out and exaggerated sigh before going on, "Screw it. We're friends now, princess." He stated with so much authority that you had to laugh.

"Wow and all it took was my tragic origin story? If only I’d known sooner." You said sarcastically, shoving his shoulder with your own.

JJ laughed and so did you, it was so strange, if someone had told you a week ago that you'd be playing a way too personal game of 20 questions with JJ Maybank you would've laughed in their face and asked if they were stoned. But it felt oddly comfortable in the moment.

The giggling was hushed by your phone buzzing with a message from Kie.

Kie 🌺✨: We're on our way back

"They're coming back." You turned your head to face JJ who was smirking mischievously, "Should we fuck with them?" He asked you while scooting closer to you and looking at your phone screen.

"Oh absolutely, here." You agreed handing him your phone watching as he began to text Kie.

You: Take ur time 😉

Kie 🌺✨: What's with the winky face?

You: No reason 👀

Kie 🌺✨: omg Y/n what happened? 😳

"What should we tell her?" JJ snickered and you gasped excitedly, "Oh my God, tell her that we "bonded" but put a bunch of sex emojis after it."

"Brilliant." He commented under his breath as he began typing again.

You: Oh nothing, me and JJ just did some bonding 😌🥵👅🍆💦

Kie 🌺✨: Oh god please tell me you didn't…

Laughing at her response, you snatched the phone back from JJ, leaning close to him so he could still watch the screen and started typing, unable to contain your laughter.

You: Oh yeah, we bonded reeeeeaaaallll good. Right here on John B's couch 😜

"They're gonna be real smug about this working." JJ chimed in and you nodded in agreement.

"True. But I'm kinda glad it did." You confessed almost shyly, not trying to inflate his ego.

To your surprise JJ nodded in agreement, "Yeah you're not so bad after all. But we gotta keep this low-key, I don't want the other guys on The Cut thinking I'm a kook sympathizer." He muttered dramatically with a grin.

"Oh of course not, stays between us and the pogues." You stated with a grin to match his.

The boy reached a closed fist towards you, "Truce?" He offered up hopefully.

"Truce." You told him, bumping your fist to his gently with a smile.

Things had always been complicated between yourself and JJ but you had a feeling that it was only going to get messier from here.

part 3

#jj maybank #jj x reader #jj outer banks #jj maybank x reader #outer banks #outer banks x reader

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an unexpected day off

[leona kingscholar x fem!pomefiore!reader]

anon asked: Yay requestss are open! May I request a oneshot where Leonas fem Pomfiore s/o's little sister comes to Night Raven to visit her and meets Cheka who is also visiting Leona and they become friends and all that cute stuff ( bonus Leona and readers reaction )

yes!! cute indeed uwu hi guys how are you all, are you dying over silver and lilia’s cards as much as i am? heheh

le fic under the cut

TODAY was going to be a chill day filled with activies which could be tied to lazing around. well at least that’s what both you and your boyfriend thought. but the both of you were wrong. horribly wrong. that morning leona was woken up by cheka literally jumping on top of him. while on the other hand, you were having a beautiful dream until the door to your room slammed against the wall after it swung open. “(Y/N)-NEEEEEEEEE!!! WAKE UP! I’M SPENDING THE WHOLE DAY WITH YOU TODAY!” in your half awoken state, you were still able to recognize that high pitched voice. it was your younger sister.

“what the hell are you doing here?” you groaned as you buried your head in your pillow. “mom and dad want me here! besides i want to see how miserable you are.” you growled and threw a pillow at her. you two argued and fought so loud that vil came storming into your room with his face still full of cucumbers and a face mask and scolded both you and your younger sister. you really did just want to have one day off without anything crazy or chaotic happening, but hey, when is life ever calm? you sighed as your little sister dragged you around the whole campus. some students gave you glares and in return you gave them back glares which signaled “please help me i beg you”. they legitimately just laughed at you. after all, it was only entertainment for them. in the middle of the way as you trailed behind your sister in the courtyard, she suddenly stopped.

your eyes sparkled when you saw your boyfriend walking towards you from the other end. “leona!!!” you cheered as you rushed over to him. you saw a glint in his eyes as he was happy to see you too. you wrapped your arms around his torso and he placed his hand on your waist. “please help me....” you whispered. “yeah i could say the same.” you both turned around to face the children you were forced to babysit. they both froze as they eyed each other up and down. “oho? what do we have here?” cheka stepped closer to your little sister and eyed her even more intensely. “who are you?” cheka asked.

“i could ask you the same! i didn’t know kids were allowed here.” she shot back. “i’m cheka kingscholar...ojitan...leona’s nephew. and you?” you and leona saw the two bashful kids. “i’m (l/s/n). (y/n)’s litle sister.” it was a little awkward for a while. you were debating with yourself wether to break it up or do something at least. however as you were about to step closer to them, leona grabbed your hand. “wait, (y/n). this might be a really good chance. if the both of them gets along, then they’ll just wander off on their own. less work for us, ya know?” you bit your bottom lip. a negative multiplied by a negative equals a positive. which means that both their chaotic-ness and irresponsibility would cancel each other out and you and leona would have no trouble. you two would have a day filled with relaxing and lazing around just as you both thought. “hmm, you’re right.” you smirked. you and leona chuckled evilly as the two kids started a conversation.

you and leona didn’t even pay attention to them for five seconds and they were already running off to go play somewhere else. leona smirked as you both turned around, planning to head over to his room and just continue your beauty sleep which was cut short. leona slung his arm over your shoulder as you snuggled close against him and started walking to the savanaclaw dorms. however not long after, you heard a surprisingly high pitched yet familiar screaming coming from somewhere not too far from you. you and leona briskly made your way to the source of the scream to see...idia in a tree? “idia...senpai?” his eyes were wide filled with terror and fear. “(Y-Y/N)! L-LEONA! PLEASE HELP ME!” he pleaded. you two looked down to two very familiar figures right below the branch idia was gripping to dear life on. “YOUR HAIR IS SO COOL! WE JUST WANNA PLAY!” your little sister chirped. “PLEASEEE COME DOWN.” cheka joined her.

leona growled and grabbed cheka by the collar. “oi, what are you doing?” cheka pouted. “we were just curious!” he replied. “we just wanted to play with him...it’s not our fault he’s a scaredy cat.” your little sister joined. you smacked the back of her head. “that’s not nice. we’re so sorry idia-senpai. you can go now.” he slowly climbed from the branch and down to the ground and started running off. “heeeh, what a weird guy.” your little sister commented. “well you two were basically invading his boundaries. so.” she rolled her eyes. “sheesh (y/n)-nee, can’t you just let us have a little fun? come on cheka! we have more places to go to!” she giggled and the two kids started running off. remember when you thought that the chaotic-ness would cancel each other out? yeah. wrong. instead it multiplied and now they get into more trouble as a duo than you both thought.

and thus your day off from school was filled with running around, trying to catch the two kids, and apologizing to the other dorm leaders and students. to keep things short and simple, there were a lot of things those two did which disturbed the other students. first, they managed to leave the hedgehogs riddle used in his game of croquet to almost die because of shock and fear. this left riddle in a frenzy and it took the adeuce duo and cater to calm him down while trey urged the two kids to run off. but he didn’t even hesitate giving you and leona a little lecture. second, they sneaked into savanaclaw’s daily magift training sessions and held onto a couple of senior’s brooms. they almost fell a couple of feet from the air and had to be caught by jack and ruggie. ruggie (wholeheartedly) told leona off and when you wanted to catch the two troublemakers, they were already gone. third, they managed to infiltrate the mostro lounge and begged jade and floyd for piggyback rides. it went well at first but let’s just say the lounge didn’t look so good after the whole session ended. azul ended up threatening leona with blackmail and scolded the both of you for doing that to his precious lounge. (of course he threatened to sue leona but he just brushed him off. after all, leona was a rich boy so he didn’t really mind. lol)

fourth, they played hide and seek with kalim in his treasure room. for once, this was the one instance where the dorm leader wasn’t mad or troubled, but rather joined them in the fun. in the end, jamil had to drag kalim by the collar and scold him instead of you and leona. they continued their game without kalim and this time it was hide and seek with you and leona. of course you didn’t find them anywhere in scarabia and concluded that they headed off to pomefiore. rook was in a panic because the peacocks from the gardens escaped and started to cause havoc, making the garden a mess. epel was chasing the two children (as ordered by vil) but they just laughed and thought it was a game of tag. your dorm leader didn’t hesitate to blabber a handful of comments which made your ears ring and he also didn’t hesitate to slap the back of leona’s head. “irresponsible. just like their relatives.” he mentioned, hinting at the fact that like nephew/little sister like uncle/older sister. finally, cheka and your little sister stepped foot into diasomnia but regretted it the instant they stepped in.

they were greeted with sebek and silver who scared them off and made them not even dare to do anything which involves diasomnia. lilia tried to be nice to them and tried to calm the down as best he can (he is a father after all ha ha) but he managed to make them cry. at the end of your tiring and NOT AT ALL peaceful day, you found the two snuggled next to each other under a tree. they were both fast asleep. you and leona sighed in relief. you exchanged glances with each other before collapsing yourselves. “finally~” the storm has passed and you two could finally calm down. you both leaned against the tree and sat down with a ‘thump’. with aching feet and ears just having enough of lectures and rambles, both your eyes felt heavy. you were already drifting off to sleep when you felt leona’s hand position your head to lean against his shoulder. you smiled and that’s when you were engulfed in a deep slumber.

this really wasn’t the day off both leona and you were expecting. but at least you spent the whole day together and managed to work together as a pair to solve the mischief caused by the two children. well....somewhat solved it at least.

BONUS: “AAAWH THEY’RE SO CUTE! THEY’RE LIKE A LITTLE FAMILY!” cater whisper shouted from behind a bush. he took out his phone and readied his camera. you and leona were out cold. snoring and dead asleep as leona leaned against the tree and you leaned against his shoulder. cheka rested his head on leona’s lap whilst your little sister did the same thing to you. the four of you really did look like a cute, little family. “this might be a good time to ambush. don’t you think my beautiful queen?” rook commented as he put aside the binoculars. “hmm...maybe we can make use of cater-kun. those pictures can easily be blackmail. we can get them to do our bidding as long as we have their picture.”

“ah! smart and beautiful! that is our dorm leader, vil schoenheit!”

“that’s what the both of you get for disrupting my day off.”

♡

lol i included a sentence or two related to math (simple math tho lol). wai? i finished like four weeks of math hw in a day haha. yeah well it was stupid for teachers to give us summer hw. like i’m already stressed sm and now they’re just yeeting more stress to me. yeeeets. rant over.

love, a♕

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