#we’re taking her to the shop today because. Yea.

[sweet-as-kiwis]

New Violin pt One!

[spicyclover]

Delilah | part three

Summary: “Hey there, Delilah                                                                                                         I know times are gettin' hard                                                                               But just believe me, girl                                                                                    Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar                                                           We'll have it good                                                                                                We'll have the life we knew we would                                                                  My word is good. “

Part One | Part Two | Part Three 

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“Delilah, come on. Let’s go. We’re done shopping for today.” She turns to you, and the stranger raises his head. Your heart misses a beat. It’s not possible. What’s he doing there. The eyes of the unknown also open.

The world stops. Your breathing stops. You never thought for a second that this day would come so fast. You are stunned, frozen on the spot. You look at this man who was once a close acquaintance. You do not know what to say, and neither is he. His brain integrates information.

For a moment, when he saw this little girl at the corner of a booth, he thought he saw his son's face. It was only the blink of an eye for a moment, but she had this expression and figures so similar that it troubled him. Trouble because he knows very well that his son has no children. He needs to see her closely. He watched her from a distance for a few minutes before daring to approach her. And then their eyes met. The same as his son. It was almost a return in time. For a second, his five-year-old son was in front of him.

Delilah watched the man with big eyes before she started talking to him happily. She smiled with all her teeth when he showed interest in her finds in her pink basket. She made him a complete inventory of its contents before smiling again at the elderly man. Then your voice resounded, and the moment passed. Carlos Sainz Sr’s eyes rose towards your figure, and the surprise is read on his face. Never in his life has he thought of seeing you again. You exchange no words. The discomfort and uneasiness is heavy and pressing. You only want to escape as quickly as possible on the first train. You take your daughter’s little hand and move away from the square.

"¿Cómo te llamas, pequeña?" Ask Carlos Sainz Sr, pushing his voice through the crowd. What’s your name, little one?

"Delilah. Delilah Y/L/N." She answers proudly before turning to her mother.

You met your parents in the car. You want to run away. Far away. Isolated. He knows. That’s for sure. He’ll tell him. It will ruin everything you’ve built. You close the door violently, and your father starts without asking anything. You can feel their worried looks on you. Delilah, in her car seat, looks joyfully at the landscape. You are lost in your thoughts. Why haven��t you been more careful? You’ve managed to keep it a secret all this time. Questions scroll through your head like a groceries list. You feel your phone vibrating, and your heart misses a beat. You remain forbidden for a moment before taking the object and opening it. It’s a message from Paola; Cato chewed your shoelaces. A sigh of relief escapes your mouth, and you answer vaguely that it is nothing.

The rest of the day is quiet. You help in the gardens while Delilah plays in the small pools that your parents bought. You watch her from the corner of your eye. Her little polka-dot red swimsuit brings out her caramel complexion and dark eyes. She’s swimming, monopolizing your father’s concentration, trying to get the garden hose to work.

“¡Papi! Mírame a mí,” She screams, her head popping out of the water. “¡Papi!” Papi! Look at me!

“Sí, sí, es genial Delilah.” Your father responds vaguely by grumbling after the tip. “¡Esto es una mierda!” Yea, yea, it’s excellent, Delilah. It's crap.”

“¡Papi!”

You wipe the earth with your hands and go back to the front of the house to get a bag of potting soil. You’re focused and don’t notice the two people outside the portal waiting. You only raise your head as you hear the sound of a voice that is familiar to you. Your eyes cross their eyes. Carlos Sr and Reyes stand, a bottle of red wine and a basket in hand. You sigh and slowly approach.

"What are you doing here?" You ask.

"We want to talk to you, Hermosa." Answer Reyes nicely.

Reyes has always been there for you. She has always considered you her daughter. After all, you have spent many summers in their company.

"I have nothing to tell you."

"I think you do."

"It’s none of your business." You say turn heels.

"She looks like him like two drops of water. You’re not going to make me think she’s not his." Carlos says, pointing away in the backward where they could hear your daughter laughing.

"No, you’re right. I have nothing to make you believe. He’s not the father. Leave before I call the police."

You grab one of the bags of soil and head back to the back of the house.

"Y/n!" Call Carlos Sr. "He’s not perfect, but he has a right to know. Why you hid her from him?" The drop gets the vase full, and you flip, an angry expression on your face.

"Because you think he doesn’t know?" You exclaim. "You think I didn’t spend months trying to reach him. That I did not come crying in tears at his door, begging him to open it to me in the pouring rain. That the only thing he had to tell me was that he didn’t want it and that I had to get rid of it because I was not and would never be good enough for him. If that’s what you believe, you’re wrong. Now get out of here and don’t come back." You say, the tears running down your cheeks. Reyes' eyes fill with tears, and Carlos Sr can’t believe what you say. How can he? His son is perfect...

You turn around for good and return to the back of the house. Your mother notices your puffy, reddened eyes with tears but makes no comment. She knows you don’t want to talk about it. You go back to tapping the earth to flip it. The shovel blows into the ground slowly, calming you down and lowering your pressure. No one suspects they came to see you. The rest of the afternoon and evening is spent in a peaceful atmosphere. You can even forget about them when you bathe Delilah. She always makes you laugh with the foam on her head. That’s when you’re glad she’s in your life, despite everything that’s happened. You are grateful that she is there daily and that you share your life with her. Seeing her grow up hurts you but, at the same time, fills you with joy.

Delilah is sleeping peacefully beside you. You’ve been watching the ceiling for three hours now, unable to sleep. You sigh one more time before you give up and get up. You go up to the window and sit there. The night is clear. You can see some stars. Somethings, back in Fuengirola, you got up to the roof and lay under the stars. You often did this during the summers when Delilah was much younger. Hearing the city and the agitation of the night always helps her calm down from her disturbed dreams. You sometimes think; it makes her feel less alone. Delilah dreams. You hear her whisper incomprehensible phrases in her sleep. She whispers your name. She has always had a troubled sleep. She talks like he does it too. 

It was a cool autumn night, and you were all in a cottage by a lake. Your two families are gone for the week, and you share your bed with Blanca and Ana. You’re lying next to her in the queen bed while Carlos sleeps on an air mattress on the floor. You can’t sleep. You argued before you left with your boyfriend then, and you replay the scene in your head. He is angry because you refuse to have advanced relations with him. You’re only sixteen, after all. You don’t feel ready, but you can’t help to feel pressured by him. It makes you angry and a feeling you can't quite describe yet. You turn your head and look at Carlos. He sleeps peacefully next to you. His mouth is ajar. Her lips are so soft. You often imagine how they would feel on yours. Your body turns, and you watch her sleep. You hear him whispering in his sleep, little words or little sentences. You are not sure. You come closer to try to understand, but it’s just gibberish.

Your hand comes out of the warm duvet, and you stroke the outline of his nose with your fingertips. He shudders, but he doesn’t wake up. Your finger continues its journey and arrives at the corner of his lips. You hesitate momentarily before passing your hand on it when you feel Carlos move. His body jiggles, and his head comes to find your finger. You find yourself in the middle of his lips, and unconsciously, he gently kisses your index. You blush strongly, and you withdraw your hand quickly. You are warm, and this heat spreads throughout your body. You feel your crotch become sweaty and turn to the other side. Ashamed of what just happened without his knowledge. You close your eyes, and you only see his lips kissing your finger. You spend the rest of the night awake with that strange heat between your legs.

The following day, when the sun is high, you sleep deeply. The others have already left the room for a long time. The shutters are pulled. A slight breeze cools the room. In your sleep, you are out of the duvet and intertwined in it. Your shorts are raised at the corner of your buttocks, and your t-shirt covers very little skin. You are sure your stomach and your head are facing the window. You are deeply asleep, and you do not hear the agitation downstairs.

"Carlos, ve a por Y/n para almorzar. Sé que estamos de vacaciones, pero no estamos aquí solo para dormir.” Says Reyes, pointing the stairs at his son. "Carlos, go get Y/n for lunch. I know we’re on vacation, but we’re not here to just sleep." 

He gets up from the couch, and heads against the heart goes the room. He always thought of you as his sister, but recently, he has emotions that he does not understand when he sees you. His heart capsizes, and every time you laugh, his body warms up with a strange warmth. When you gave him your ocean eyes.  He has never experienced this with anyone. He enters the room and sees you. Lying down. In this innocent position. His body reacts, and his cheeks warm up. Your breathing is slow. You are asleep. He sees through the sheets and your t-shirt the tip of your breast. "She is beautiful." He thinks while trying to drive away these impure thoughts towards you. He approaches you. He can’t help but run his fingers over the bare skin of your legs. "So soft, so warm." It gradually rises, tracing the contour of your body. It is warm and feels the thrill you run under its hand. He smiles before continuing his way. He touches the outline of your buttocks before drawing that of your spine. He looks at your face, and his eyes stop on your lips. He wants to kiss you. He wants to capture them from his own. To hear you say his name. He leans over to you, letting his instincts speak.

Suddenly, steps resound from the staircase, and he abruptly departs. By the way, he accidentally hangs a strand of your hair and pulls it out of your bed, falling down the bed. You scream in pain as you open your eyes frantically. You look around, and Carlos' two sisters enter the room while Carlos struggles to get up, tangling in the duvet.

At this memory, a blank smile appears on your face. You raise your head and see the cute face of your daughter, who struggles to open her eyes.

"Mama," she whispers, still asleep.

"Go back to sleep, baby. It’s not morning yet," you get up from your seat and return to bed. She hugs you and places her head on your chest. Her thumb in her mouth and her cuddly toy in the other. She falls back to your side. Your eyelids are heavy, and you drift towards the arms of Morpheus in your turn. Maybe you can consider seeing them. They probably love to meet Delilah. She would like them too. In those thoughts, you really drift away. 

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[roosterscockpit]

His Little Girl | Bradley Bradshaw x reader P. 43

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Hi, babes! I just want to reiterate how thankful I am for each and every one of you. For everyone who has been reading from the start and to all my new readers! THANK YOU SOO MUCH! I love you all sooo much, you mean the world to me 🥹🥰 Before I start to cry... Happy reading and enjoy! ❤️

A/n: It's a big day for you and Bradley! There may also be a lot of Hangster in here. I know some of you REALLY enjoyed their flirty remarks with one another 😏😏😉

Word Count: 3.3k

Warnings: cursing, playful hostility, teasing, crying, mocking, drinking, but a whole lot of love-dovey shit 😍

I also might have a surprise for you all later 😍🫶🏼

Please don't take my work, I will find you. 

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Bradley’s POV

On our way to the store, Leia and I picked up Hangman. Leia insisted that he was a dog expert and had to come with us. We pulled up to the barracks and he was standing out front waiting for us.

He opened the car door with a smile and pulled the seat forward to greet Leia. She screamed with excitement. “Hangy! Look what daddy got me!” She practically shoved the puppy in his face.

His eyes went wide and he looked at me with a smile, “You actually got it for her, Rooster?” He grabbed the dog from Leia and gave it kisses. “That is a first. you never just do something. You always take a million years to pull a trigger.” He laughed as he rubbed noses with the puppy.

“Shut up and get in bitch, we’re going shopping.” I pulled my aviators down and looked at him.

“So hostile today.” He gave the puppy back to Leia and gave her a kiss on her head before he pushed the chair back in place. “I love it.” He climbed into the front seat and fist bumped me, “So what are we going to get?”

“We are going to be getting some stuff for the pup. Leia insisted you came because you are an expert with dogs.” I rolled my eyes behind my aviators.

He chuckled and put his aviators on before turning to Leia, “So Vapor, does the puppy have a name yet?” 

“Yea, his name is Jake!” She started to laugh.

He looked at me with that cocky ass grin. “He couldn’t have had a more perfect name!” He reached back and high-fived Leia.

I shook my head, “She’s joking. She told me that last night to prank me.”

“No his name is Jake, daddy!”

“Hey if it isn’t his name, it should be! It’s a great name! He will be the coolest pup ever.” Jake slapped my shoulder and smiled.

I sighed, “Hangman, the only thing that pup will be is bullied at the dog park for having a name like Jake.” I started to laugh.

“Gosh, really hostile today, Rooster.” He shook his head and put his seatbelt on. 

We arrived at the pet store. I brought over a cart and Hangman placed Leia and the puppy in it. I pushed the cart into the store. We browsed around as Leia picked out what she wanted for her pup.

After roaming around the pet store for an hour and a half, we left with a cart full of toys, treats, food, and more. Hangman insisted that the cart was too heavy for me to push so he volunteered to push it to my car. He loaded Leia into the car with the puppy as I loaded all the goodies into my trunk. We headed back to my house.

Leia brought the puppy out to the backyard to play while Hangman and I started to get things ready inside. We started putting all the toys away into a play crate.

“Hey man, so I actually wanted to ask you something.”

Hangman nodded, “Yea, sure, Rooster. What’s up?”

I ripped some tags off of a couple of toys, “So you know how y/n and I are going to get married?”

“I would love to.” Hangman laughed.

“Wait what? Do you even know what I was going to ask?” I looked at him confused.

He nodded his head, “Yea, to watch Vapor while you make baby Bradshaw #2?”

I laughed loudly and shook my head, “Hey man, we just got a dog. Baby Bradshaw #2 isn’t anywhere near in the upcoming future.” I threw toys into the crate. “I was actually going to ask, if you would uhm.” I gulped and looked up at him, “Be my best man?”

He looked up with furrowed brows and slowly dropped a toy into the crate. He blinked at me a couple of times and cocked his head, “Your best man?” He raised his eye brows in shock and he inhaled sharply, “Me, Rooster? Your best… man?” He pointed at himself.

I smirked at him, “Yea, Seresin. Will you be my best man?” I opened my eyes wide at him while raising my brows. 

He sat on the floor and opened his eyes wide in shock, “Are you pranking me?”

I shook my head and chuckled. “I’m fucking serious.”

He huffed out a breath, “What about Maverick?”

I looked down and smiled, “I think y/n, might have other plans for Mav. So what do you say?”

Hangman smiled big, “I want you to ask me like you’re asking me to prom or homecoming.” He crossed his arms and raised his brows.

“What?” I cocked my head at him and squinted my eyes.

He laughed and leaned forward to pat my shoulder, “I’m kidding.” He stood up and was lost for words. He started to nod his head.

I stood up and bro hugged him. I patted him on the back. “Is that a yes?” I pulled away from him and put my arms out with curiosity.

He chuckled and nodded, “Yea man, I am honored. I would love to be your best man, Bradshaw.” He huffed out another breath and shook his head at me.

I patted his back, “I wouldn’t be here with my girls if it wasn’t for you, man. I have to thank you for the rest of my life for that. I am here because of you.” I pressed my lips into a line trying to hold my tears back.

Hangman’s head dropped and he wiped tears from his eyes. He looked up at me and took a deep breath, “Now I would have done that for anyone.” He laughed and nodded. He pulled me in for a hug, “Of course, Rooster. I know you would have done the same for me.” 

I patted him on the back and pulled away, “Stop crying, Seresin.” I slapped his chest, “Be a man.” I smiled at him. “Thank you.” 

He shook his head at me, “No, Rooster. Thank you.” He sniffled one last time and wiped his rolling tear. “All right, where’s the little Vapor girl and this puppy?” He clapped his hands and headed for the sliding door.

I laughed and went to place the play crate by the TV. I went into the kitchen and set up the puppy’s food and water bowl. I laughed at Leia’s choice of bowls. The one she chose for his food read, “Paws off my grub!” And the water bowl read, “Tears of my owners.” I shook my head before placing them on the floor and filling them. 

I joined Leia and Hangman outside with the evergreen dog harness Leia chose for the pup. I came out onto the deck and watched as Hangman hopped around with the puppy as it chased him and Leia. Leia saw me and I held up the harness. “Ready to learn how to put a harness on him, babe?” She ran over.

I gave her the harness and she held it up to Hangman, “UNCLE JAKEYYY! Can you help me put the harness on?” She skipped over to Hangman.

I laughed and shook my head. I sat at the end of the deck and watched as he helped Leia put the harness on the puppy. He knelt down holding the puppy and Leia knelt next to him.

“Okay, Little V. First unbuckle the buckle.” He pointed to the black buckle and she unclasped it.  

“Now we hold the puppy’s arms gently like this and slip his arms through these two spots.” He helped guide the puppy’s arms into the slots. 

“And now his head.” Leia slipped the puppy’s head into the top hole. “Now buckle him up, honey.” She buckled the buckle and clapped. Hangman gave her a high-five. “Good job, honey! That was great!”

She grabbed the puppy from Hangman and placed it back on the floor so she could chase it around. Jake came over and sat with me at the deck. 

I patted his back, “Thanks, man. I knew she would have wanted you to teach her.” I shook my head and watched Leia run around.

“What can I say, Rooster? I am her favorite.” He gave me a smug look and raised his brows.

“I don’t know how Sarah ( @sarahsmi13s 💕) does it man. You are so full of yourself.” I laughed and shoved his shoulder.

“Hey, I am a catch. She loves me.” He placed his hand on his chest and cocked his head. “Just like how y/n loves your sassy ass.”

I opened my mouth slightly and pushed my tongue to my cheek. I took a deep breath. 

“Got you there, didn’t I bird boy?” Hangman laughed and patted my back. “So any ideas who is going to be my partner for the wedding? Who had y/n/n asked to be her maid of honor?”

“I already know whom she is going to ask, She just hasn’t done it yet.” I smiled at Hangman. “She’s hella cool though, don’t worry bud.” I slapped his chest. “But she does have a very VERY direct boyfriend. He has no filter, whatsoever.” 

Hangman laughed, “Sounds like my kind of guy.”

I shook my head, “No, man. He is worse than you. But he’s got all the right intentions.” 

“Okay, that’s a lot.” He laughed. 

Later on that afternoon, we all sat down and put together some lunch. I called you as Hangman and I made homemade uncrustables with Leia. 

“Hey, baby. How’s the meeting going?” 

“Hi, Bradley. I am so tired! There is so much planning going on today.” 

Hangman popped into the screen. “Hey, sweetheart!” He put his hand up and smiled.

“Oh hey, Hangman!” You smiled big and waved.

“Hey, girly! You are looking at your future husband’s best man!” He pointed at himself and smiled big.

“Oh my goodness, wait really!?” You covered your mouth and looked at me with wide eyes.

“That’s right, girl!” He started to do a little dance with his sandwich in his hand. “I wanted to be asked more formally, but you know. You get what you get.

I looked over at him with frown. “Really, man?”

You laughed, “How did you picture getting asked, Hangman?”

He leaned onto the counter and took a bite of his sandwich. He pointed it at you and smiled, “I am glad you asked, sweetheart.” He took another bite of his sandwich. “I pictured that he could write it out in the sky for me, got down on his knee with some beer, and asked me in front of everyone on base.”

“How the hell could I have written it in the sky and then got down on a knee to give you a beer?”

“Make it work. Show me some love, Rooster.” Hangman laughed as he took another bite of his sandwich. I shoved him. “Don’t get mad, Roo. I know you love me.”

“I think I might have to ask someone else to be my best man.” I laughed.

“No one is better than me. You know I’m the fun one.” He winked at me.

I brought my attention back to you. “I’m sorry, baby. We are wasting your lunch time. I will show you what Leia got for the puppy.” I showed you the bowls, all the toys, the dinner and water bowl, and his harness.

“Leia picked such great stuff!” You smiled and looked at your watch. “I have to get going, Brad. I have to go pick up my lunch still. I just wanted to call to check in. I will see you tonight. I love you.”

I got sad and nodded. “I’ll see you later, baby. I love you too.”

Hangman barged in holding Leia, “Bye momma! We love you too!” They waved at you.

I laughed and we all waved goodbye. 

“I love you.” Hangman mocked me. 

I shoved him and picked up my sandwich, “I hate you.”

Your POV

After a long night at work, you decided to meet up with Bri. You suggested you two meet at The Cordova bar. When you got there it wasn’t very busy. There was only about 10 people in there. It had just opened. You and Bri grabbed some key lime pie martinis and sat at a couch in the corner.

You sat facing one another and sipped your drinks.

“God, I needed this after these past couple of weeks.” I took another sip of my drink.

“Oh, girl I bet. It’s been a super eventful couple of weeks for you and it’s just going to get busier, sis.” She sipped her drink, “I’m really happy you asked me to come out. I wanted to let you know Billy’s little sister Alex ( @bradshawsbitch 💕) is here AND Amanda ( @callmemana 💕).” She winked at you.

You sat up, “Alex and Amanda are here?” Bri nodded at you, “I haven’t seen Alex since you and billy started dating. I remember when he brought her to the house. She was only like 14.”

“Yea well, she’s almost 22 now. She’s actually coming down here to stay with her man in the navy.” She winked at you. 

“Oh no. Her too!” You started to laugh. “How about Amanda? She was around the same age as Alex the last time I saw her. How is she?”

Bri laughed, “She’s good. She just finished school. Mom and dad say she’s still at home with them, but she was thinking of coming to stay here with me at one point.” She took another sip of her drink. “But I just wanted to let you know they’ll be here for a couple of months. They’ll be staying with us at the house.” She set her drink down, “Not that you mind, you stay at Daddy rooster’s house.” She wiggled her eye brows at you. 

You laughed and slapped her arm. You nodded and continued to laugh, “You know Bradley beat me to being the first to asking his best man to be his best man.” You raised your brows.

She put her drink on the back of the couch and looked at you with wide eyes, “You. Are. Joking!” 

You shook your head, “I am not.” You bit your lip and raised your brows. 

“Are you going to ask Penny?” She smiled curiously and sipped her drink.

You bit your lip and gave her a devious look. She looked at you concerned, “Bitch. What?”

You sipped your drink and put it down on the table in front of you. You pulled a box from your bag. You handed it to her and smiled. “Surprise!”

She looked at you funny and put her drink on the table next to yours. She grabbed the box and held it on her lap, “Is it our friend-averisay already? You shouldn’t have, babe!” She winked at you and lightly shook the box. You looked at her with wide eyes.

She untied the Navy blue velvet bow on the white box and removed the lid from the box. Her eyes went wide and she started to tear up. 

“Oh my gosh! Y/n ! Really??” She wiped the tears rolling from her eyes. She looked up at you, “Are you serious right now?” She put her hand over her mouth.

You started to cry too. You nodded and put your arms out to her. She leaned into your embrace crying. You rubbed her back and held her head close to yours.

“Yes! A million times yes! Oh my gosh.” She pulled back and wiped her tears again. “This is so crazy!” She picked up her drink and downed the rest of it. “She put the empty glass on the table and started to rummage through the box. 

The inner lid of the box read, “Will you be my maid of honor?” Inside there was blue shredded filler paper to fill the box. On top of that filler paper, there was a white rose, a white wine glass with Bri written across with navy blue lettering, a navy blue scrunchy that had a little tag that said, “To have and to hold that hair back”, some cute diamond stud earrings, and a cute crystal paperweight that had a big navy blue B on the top of it. 

She looked at you and laughed with tears rolling down her face, “So does that mean I am stuck with Hangman for the wedding season?” She sniffled and laughed.

“I am so sorry girl, yes.” You laughed back and wiped her tears.

She shook her head, “I love you, y/n. Thank you so much.”

You pulled her in for another hug. “I love you too, Bri.” 

After sobering up from your two drinks, you finally headed home. When you arrived home you were greeted by Bradley and Hangman. 

“Hello, I am home!” You came through the front door and closed it behind you. You took off your boots. Bradley came running over and slammed into you hard. He peppered kisses all over your face. 

“My baby! I missed you.” He gave you one last big kiss on your lips. 

Hangman came around the corner with popcorn in his hand, “Would you both be quiet? Vapor and the puppy just fell asleep. GOSH! Some people have school tomorrow! No manners.” He shook his head and laughed.

You looked at him with narrowed eyes and put your arms out. He looked down and look up at you with a scrunched devious smile. He ran over daintily with his arms open and gave you a big hug.

“How is Bradley’s best man? What have you guys been up to?”

“Best man ever is great. We’ve just been hanging out. Being guys.”

You looked at him confused, “Being guys?”

He threw some popcorn at you, “You wouldn’t understand, sweetheart. It’s confidential.” He smirked at you and walked away.

You scoffed and laughed. Bradley picked up the popcorn and ate it. He threw his arm around you and walked over to the kitchen with Hangman. 

“So Jake. I have good news for you.” You skipped over to his bowl of popcorn and stole some.

He threw more popcorn in his mouth and chewed it aggressively, “You’ve decided to leave Rooster and let me marry him instead?” He grabbed your hand, “You shouldn’t have, honey.” 

You frowned and made your mouth into an o. You threw popcorn at him and he laughed. He put his hands up to defend himself, “YOU’RE WASTING MY POPCORN, Y/N! STOP!” He put all the loose popcorn back into the bowl, “What is your good news?”

“You officially have a partner for the wedding.” You smiled slyly. 

He slapped his hands hard on the counter and then balled his fist. He brought his hands up to his face and yanked them back down, “YES! THAT’S MY FUCKING GIRL! CONGRATULATIONS, SWEETHEART!” He pulled you in hard and hugged you tightly. “Who did you ask?”

“I asked my best friend, Bri tonight. She said yes!” You squealed and Hangman matched your energy. 

Bradley gave you a big hug, “congratulations, baby! I knew she would say yes!” He gave you a kiss. “How did you ask her?”

“Well, I made her a box. It was white with a Navy blue velvet bow. Inside of the lid, it said ‘will you be my maid of honor?’ And then I put a bunch of goodies in it.” 

Bradley looked from the side of his eye at Hangman. He already had his hands on his hips with an annoyed look on his face. “Where is mine, Bradley Nicolas Bradshaw?” 

Bradley looked at you and back at Hangman. He rolled his eyes, “Oh my gosh.” 

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Don't worry, baby, there is more Hangster to come if it wasn't enough for you 😉 I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! You both have officially picked out your MOH and BM! I can't wait to see what the rest of the wedding planning will be like! I will see you all in the next part! 🫶🏼

Babies are tagged in the comments 😍

[kbug17]

StarCourt Mall

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Plus size reader

Summary: Eddie got his paycheck and he wants to spoil his beautiful girl

Warnings: slight body image issues, swearing, sexual references

Request: Eddie and reader go shopping and she’s embarrassed to be buying plus size clothing in front of Eddie. but eddie doesn’t care and shows her how much he loves readers body and reader back at the trailer?

A/N I hope you enjoy it, also feedback is greatly appreciated. I’m going through still kind of a writers block. Idk what’s going on with me but I hope you like this.

You and Eddie have been dating since this past may, it’s now august and you’re getting ready to go into both of your senior year. Over the summer Eddie has been working at a local mechanic shop to get some extra money to help out his uncle and partly to spoil his girl. You’ve been telling Eddie how much you’d like to get some new clothes for senior year and your family is poor too so it wouldn’t really be possible for you to get what you want, especially since you were plus size so finding affordable clothes were hard enough. Eddie hadn’t told you but he’s been saving up to take you shopping himself. You love getting all dolled up and looking cute and he loves watching you so of course he took it upon himself to help you.

(At Eddie’s trailer)

“Ughhh I’m so tired of switching up the same five outfits Eds” you say as you’re looking in the mirror getting ready for your day with Eddie. It was Saturday which is your and Eddie’s day. “I know sweetheart but you do look great. I love how those Jean shorts make your ass look” he says with that smirk of his as he comes up and hugs you from behind and kisses the top of your head and admires you in the mirror. “We’ll you’re in an awful giddy mood today Munson”

“What gave me away?”

“Probably the fact that you’re willingly awake before noon and I know you’re planning something because last night after hellfire Dustin told me that you have a surprise for me today”

“That little shit, I told him to keep his mouth shut, but yes I do have a surprise for my girl today. We’re going shopping so you have the best style of any girl at Hawkins” Eddie says very proud of himself

“But Eddie i don’t have any money right now”

“Maybe not, but I do. I’ve been saving up just for you” he presses a kiss to your lips

You felt your heart drop to your stomach as you heard those words. You appreciated him doing that but you’ve never been shopping with Eddie and it’s embarrassing enough going with your mom when things don’t fit right, but now you’ve got to do that with your boyfriend. “Eddie are you sure?” You ask just to make sure you heard him right. “Sure am” he says. Well I guess we’re doing this , you thought to yourself. You and Eddie get in his van and drive to StarCourt mall. The first store when you walk in is (your favorite store) and Eddie knew it was your favorite so he drags you in. The associate looks you both up and down and she scoffs at you “The young men’s section is over there” she says with a smile to Eddie. “Actually we’re here for her today” Eddie says. You would’ve thought you asked the woman to do a backflip. “Oh I’m sorry, the young women’s is this way” she says with a fake smile “not that anything will fit” she mumbled to herself thinking that no one heard her but Eddie did, “what was that?” He said letting her know she got caught. “Oh nothing sir”

“Yea that’s what I thought” Eddie said with a protective tone in his voice. You all got to the clothing section. There were all kinds of cute clothes. Eddie was also helping you find some things to try on, you quickly realized their biggest size was an xxl which you could fit if it was the right material but could still be tight at times depending on the brand and make. “What about one of these” Eddie held up two different color mini skirts that he knew you would love. “Those are great Eddie”

“What size do you need?”

“Ummmanxxl” you mumble not wanting anyone to hear you

“What?”

You give him a look letting him know you don’t want to yell it. “An xxl I guess”

“Ok let’s go try these on, yea?”

You didn’t really see anything else that you thought would fit but you didn’t say anything to Eddie because you knew he was just trying to give you an amazing day. You go into the fitting room by yourself and try on the skirts while Eddie was waiting patiently but they weren’t fitting no matter what you tried. You broke down not wanting Eddie to know but of course Eddie heard you crying. He knocked on the door so you let him in.

“Hey what’s wrong sweetheart?”

“They don’t fit, nothing here fits. I’m really sorry Eddie I know you want to buy my cute clothes and stuff but I’m too fat and ugly anyway”

He looked at you with almost a hurt look in his eyes. “First of all, I never want to hear you talk about the love of my life that way. Secondly I don’t care if you’re fat or not, you’re beautiful. In fact I love your curves. Third of all fuck this place for having shitty sizing and not having the right size for you, that is ridiculous on their end… not yours princess. If you don’t feel like shopping today, we can go home and watch a movie or something”

“I just know you were really looking forward to this”

“ I was but we’ll go somewhere else on another day that actually has good clothing and not this shithole”

You all got back to Eddie’s trailer and you put in your favorite movie while Eddie made Mac and cheese and once he finished it, he came to the couch and cuddled you and offered you some.

“I don’t think I need any but thanks Eds”

“But you love my Mac and cheese, I made it just for you” he gave you his puppy dog eyes but he could tell by examining yours that something was wrong. “Does this have something to do with that stupid store”

“I don’t know, it’s just, I feel like you deserve someone skinny and someone you can easily buy clothes and share clothes with.I hate to be a burden. It’s so embarrassing Eddie. Going into a store and nothing fits maybe it’s time I really start losing weight.”

“Baby, listen to me”, he looks you dead in the eyes inches away from your face, “you are the most fucking beautiful girl I have and ever will see. You have no flaws, you’re sweet , funny, and you put up with me. Fuck that store. I live every part about you. Even the parts you hate the most.” He takes your hand and guides you to the mirror from earlier that day. “Take your shirt off” you laugh at him but he’s being dead serious. “Eddie, really? Right now?” He nods at you so you take it off. “Now look in the mirror, you see that tummy, gorgeous. Those stretch-marks, straight from the gods. It’s like you are Aphrodite herself. Those thighs are like heaven when you ride my face. Everything about you is perfect my love” me begins to snake his arms around you placing kisses down your neck then in between your breasts, down to your thighs. With each kiss he says something he likes about each part. When he gets to your stomach he kisses each stretch mark telling you how gorgeous they are. When Eddie looks up your crying but in a good way this time.

“You are truly divine y/n, how did I get to be such a lucky man?” He pulls you into a hug and grabs your ass (another one of his favorite parts) and you put on his oversized hellfire shirt that fits you just perfect and your in your panties and you all go back to his room and he plays you the song he wrote for you on his guitar.

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Ooooo bubs I thought of another little request:)

It’s with Chris x daughter whichever you want but reader is allergic to milk like really badly (lmao reader is me) but usually her and Chris are really careful with anything they pick up whilst grocery shopping and going out just so she doesn’t have a reaction but she picks something up when her and her dad go out for the day and tries it when they get home and even though she reads the ingredients and is a little weary of trying it she does and starts to have a reaction and chris helps her out with it, giving her the meds etc snd monitoring her just so it doesn’t escalate but he decides to take her to hospital anyway because any allergic reaction like this needs observation so he panics from the inside whilst comforting her at home, on the way to the hospital and in the hospital because she hates them and she just feels guilty about it and Chris reassures her that it’s okay and it happens. It’s just more fluffy fluff from dad! Chris because we love him ❤️❤️

Grandma Would Say You Get That From Me- Dad! Chris Evans fan fic request

Summary: Chris and reader are out running errands and stop for lunch and reader eats something and has an allergic reaction and Chris takes reader to the hospital to get checked out just in case and comforts reader

Warnings: mentions of allergic reaction, mentions of allergies, fluff, soft Chris, angst, mentions of anxiety, and a bit of swearing, let me know if I miss anything

Today my daughter Y/N and I are running errands and it’s a Saturday afternoon and I promised we’d eat out for lunch today since we eat at home a lot and I missed having time with Y/N I’ve been gone so much so I was really excited to have a day with her. Y/N came downstairs with her purse and said “hey dad, I’m ready now.” I smile and get up from the couch and hug her and she looks at me says “what? What is it dad?” I kiss the top of her head and said “nothing honey I’m just glad to see you, so you ready to go have a day?” She nods her head with a smile and said “oh definitely I’ve been on a bus for fourteen hours getting here yesterday so I’m glad we’re gonna go walk around doing stuff.” I nodded and said “it’ll be fun trust me.”

We got to the grocery store and I grabbed a cart for us and we walked in every aisle looking at stuff and Y/N picked out a few things after we looked through the ingredients since she and I are both allergic to milk and then I heard a noise and looked at Y/N and said “what was that?” Y/N looked down and said “that was my stomach.. I’m hungry.” I laughed and said “well I guess we should go check out and then have lunch somewhere huh?” We went to check out and then put all the bags in the car and then go to a cafe.

Y/N looked at the menu and said “oooh they have chicken nuggets I always wanted to try them here.” I smiled at her and said “yea? Ok then I will get a salad.” The waitress came to take our order and then a bit later we ate and I got to catch up with Y/N on how her life is and what’s new and she wanted to know about mine as well while we talked we had a lot of fun. We finished eating and we paid the bill and I gave a tip and we left.

We got home and we put our groceries where they needed to go and Y/N was sitting on the counter on her phone after she put her groceries away and I filled our dishwasher and we jammed to some music. Y/N then started scratching her arms and stomach and said “dad?.. I don’t feel so great.” I stopped the music and turned around and looked at her arms and said “shit.. Y/N honey I need to get your allergy meds hang on ok?? Don’t scratch those are hives.” I went and got her pills and said “here sweetheart take these ok?” Y/N nodded and put them on her tongue and swallowed and then drank some water to wash it down and we waited a few minutes to see if it would stop and she said “I’m not itchy as much anymore but my stomach still hurts..” I hugged Y/N and said “here I know you don’t like the hospital but let’s go get you checked out ok bubba? After that we can come home and watch Disney movies how’s that sound Y/N? Deal?” Y/N nodded nervously and I helped her off the counter and we got in the car to head to the ER.

———time skip———

A bit later we got to the hospital and I checked Y/N in and I was freaking out a bit inside and I could tell she was feeling anxious but she’s always so strong about doctor visits better than I am. The doctor came out and said “Y/N L/N??” I signaled to Y/N to get up and we followed to the nurse to a room and said “ok here’s the exam room the doctor will be in shortly.” I smiled and said “thank you I appreciate it.

Y/N sat on the exam table and said “daddy I hate being here it scares me and makes me anxious .. I wanna go home.” I looked at her with a sad smile and got up to hug her tight and said “I know honey it’s ok they’re gonna help you ok? We’ll go home soon darling just need them to figure out if they can do anything first.” There was a knock on the door and I said “come in!” The doctor came in and shut the door and said “hi there I’m sorry for the wait, how are you feeling?” Y/N swallowed nervously and said “ok so.. we were out for lunch earlier at a cafe and I had some chicken nuggets and then later I got hives and a stomach ache I didn’t think I’d get an allergic reaction off of those.” The doctor typed as she talked and said “ok lay back honey and I’m just gonna check on your stomach and see how bad it hurts ok? Y/N wimpered and I rubbed her arm and said “it’s ok sweetheart I’m here.” The doctor pushed lightly on her stomach and when they got to the middle she cried and the doctor stopped and said “ok so I’m gonna suggest tums for her stomach and as for the hives they don’t look severe so it’ll go away on it’s own and use some cream to put on them but she’ll be ok.”

I talked to the doctor for a few minutes after they checked Y/N out and they gave me some more tips and I paid the bill and said “ok thank you so much.” I took Y/N home and she sat on the couch and I sat by her and said “want the tums now or later?” Y/N shrugged and said “maybe I should take some now.” I nodded and said “ok be right back.” I went and got her the two tums and went back to sit by her and said “here ya go sunshine take both ok?” Y/N smiled and said “thank you daddy.” She crunched both of them and said “hopefully that helps, I guess I can’t have chicken nuggets anymore.” She laughed and I said “grandma would say you get that from me honey we are allergic to a lot of different foods.” Y/N said “this sucks daddy.” I gave her a sympathetic nod and said “I know kiddo I’m sorry, here how about we watch a Disney movie, any movie you want.” Y/N smiled and said “even Lion king?” I smiled at her and said “of course any movie for my brave daughter, grandma would be proud of you Y/N and so am I, I love you honey.” Y/N scooted closer and said “I love you too dad thank you for the fun day out.”

Here ya go darling 💜💜😊 hope you enjoy xx

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valentines day confessions

characters: jjk (gojo, itadori, fushiguro, kugisaki, maki, inumaki, sukuna, nanami) x gn!reader

warnings: grammar errors, i wrote this while i was half asleep and i didn’t proofread so yea 😋😋

valentines day week masterlist <3

➥ day 2 ( febr 11 )

GOJO

-as usual, he’s been teasing you all day

-you grew used to his playful nature so you didn’t really play attention to his flirting teasing

-“hey, y/n~ do you know why am i trying to get your attention this hard today?” he asked bending down to your eye-level with a smirk

-before you could even open your mouth, he answered himself “because it’s valentines day so get ready, we’re going out~~!! there’s a really cute café nearby, they serve the absolute best drinks!”

-he was so confident, that he forgot to ask if you like him anyways-🧍

-but ofc you did as he said cuz he’s gojo satoru.. sigh you could never resist his charms 😞😞

ITADORI

-he’s been following you around like a lost puppy all day

-he didn’t say a word and when you asked him if he needs anything he just stared at you and went ‘🥺’

-you were getting tired of it because he was fucking cute aND HHHHH but n e ways!!

-you decided to continue what you were doing until he stuttered out an “it’s valentines day,, i’m following you around cuz i wanna spend today with you”

-you were like ‘.. are you confessing to me rn?’ and he just nodded

-listen, he was so anxious!! but when you smiled and told him that you return his feeling, relief washed over yuuji so he wrapped you in a bone crashing hug

-pls love this precious boy ok :(

FUSHIGURO

-it takes a while for him to confess

-he wasn’t even sure that it was a good idea at first place,, but hey it’s valentines day!! he knew he wouldn’t do it any other time so he decided to go for it

-he has never done anything like this before so he just stood there and said “i like you”

-his expression didn’t change but the tip of his ears turned red (!!!!)

-you two were like “🧍‍♂️💬 🧍❓” for a few seconds

-he’s awkward asf but still best boy <333

KUGISAKI

-takes you out on a date before even confessing💀💀

-you two were shopping together and when you were returning home she said “this was pretty good for a first date”

-you were like ????

-“oh, yeah you didn’t even know this was a date,, well if you’re comfortable with the idea then we could be like.. a couple instead of friends” she glanced over at you

-nobara wouldn’t say ‘i love you’, she saves it for when you two are already dating for a while <3

MAKI

-she already tried to confess!! she dropped hints and made it way too obvious,, yet you didn’t seem to notice

-maki was sure that you just played dumb cuz you didn’t wanna outright reject her, but panda and inumaki convinced her to talk to you about her feelings

-and valentines day was the perfect opportunity!! she didn’t make a big deal out of it cuz as i said, she was prepared for a rejection

-she asked you to take a walk with her after training to which you happily agreed

-the first few minutes was spent in silence until she spoke up

-“you know it’s valentines day. uh,, i tried to tell you this for a while but i guess you didn’t take my hints so now i’m gonna say it” she looked at you with a serious expression “i like-,, love you.. i guess..”

-please save her, she became rly flustered but she tried to stay cool in front of you <33

INUMAKI

-omg poor boy didn’t know what to do at first

-since his vocabulary is limited, he decided to write you a little note instead!!

-his handwriting is rly neat and pretty.. and he put small :)’s and hearts on the end of the sentences

-“y/n! how are you today, on the 14 febr, valenties day? :) .. that wasn’t as smooth as i thought it would be, but nevermind!! i wanted to ask if you maybe want to hang out with me after training? if so, meet me in the hall <3 -inumaki ”

-HE ALSO DREW A SMALL ONIGIRI NEXT TO HIS NAME HHHHH

-he thought out a new onigiri ingredient and wrote it down on a small piece of paper, then he wrote it’s meaning next to it: ‘i love you’

-when you met him later he gave you the paper and babbled out the ingredients name blushingly

-stfu inumaki best boy 😞👍

SUKUNA

-“what? a day for lovers? that’s bullshit” he laughed

-he thought it’s so fucking dumb,, this is why he was confused when he saw you being all excited for valentines day

-but as the 14th february came, no one dared to ask you out since you literally ‘befriended’ the king of curses..?

-and to prevent you from the sorrow of not being asked out, sukuna thought he’ll be your knight in shining armor and save the day!

-he can’t let his human be sad about a bullshit like this!!

-“hey brat, you’re dating me from now on, happy valentines day”

-yea,, sukuna didn’t rly get the concept of ‘being romantic’ </3

NANAMI

-tbh he doesn’t give a damn about valentines day

-probably didn’t even know that it was celebrated that day, he just saw nice flowers on his way to have lunch with you, so he decided to buy them for you

-and if he brings you flowers he might as well tell you how he feels because it would be obvious anyways y’know?

-so he approaches the table you were sitting at and sits across from you, handing over the flowers

-“i bought them for you ‘cause they were pretty”

-he stares at you, watching your every movement and reaction, trying to decide whether or not it’s a good idea to confess

-“i’m not quite sure about my feelings for you, but i certainly know that i don’t see you as just a friend” he says casually as he takes off his glasses to clean them

-but ofc he was just trying to distract himself because he was a little embarrassed <33

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[libraryofloveletters]

The Covid Crush

Evan Buckley x Reader 

Warnings: mentions of covid, injures and fires, a lil steamy make out session, mentions of babies and pregnancy, chim being disgusted by y’all (jokingly)

Category: fluff 

Word Count: 2k

Author’s Note: based on Buck’s “covid crush” 

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The line rang a few times before he picked up. “Buck’s phone, you’ve reached.. Buck” he laughed making you smile. Even though he couldn’t see you, he always brought a smile to your face. 

“Hey you” you said, pushing the door shut with your foot. 

“Hey! Aren’t you at work ?” he asked, you could hear the voices on his end getting quieter with each step he took. 

“I’m on a break, I thought I'd call and check up on you. How are things at the station ? Is everyone okay ?” 

“Yeah, everyone’s alright for now. I’m good too, thanks for asking” you could practically hear him roll his eyes over the phone. “Oh, forgive me. How are you doing today, Evan ?” you laughed, “I'm good, I'm off at-” the bell went off. 

“That’s my cue, talk later?” he asked, the sound of his heavy footsteps jogging down what you could assume was the stairs. 

“Of course, be safe Buck” you said, “always.” he replied, ending the call.

Although you and Buck weren’t together, you still worried about him, especially with everything that was going on now. It was like your heart was out of your body and running aimlessly into fires everyday. You originally met Buck though his sister, Maddie because you worked with her at the call centre. Buck had come by to see her or pick her up, ending with the two of you bumping into each other. Over time, you became friends and hung out a few times, seeing each other at Maddie’s for game night too. You weren't sure when it turned into something more but you wouldn’t want it any other way. 

Maddie walked into the break room, “hey” she smiled at you, “hey” you took a sip of the coffee in front of you. 

“Is that coffee ?” she stopped in her tracks. 

“Yes it is, there’s a fresh pot” 

She made her way over to the coffee pot, “one cup Maddie, you know the rules” you mumbled, she shot you a glare. “not you too” she groaned, pouring the hot liquid into a mug. “Hey! I'm doing baby Buckley a favour here” you raised your hands playfully. “yea- wait, what did you just call my baby ?” she looked over at you once more, “baby Buckley ?” your brows furrowed, it wasn’t anything strange. 

“Y/n, have you been hanging out with Buck ?” 

“Your brother ? No, why ?” you lied to her, you didn't want to but the two of you made a promise to each other to keep your little conversations a secret. 

“He calls the baby, baby Buckley” she laughed

“Well it is a baby and you are a Buckley, so that makes sense” you smiled at her and got up, “gotta get back to work, see you out there?” you asked, she nodded. 

“Enjoy your coffee, one cup remember!” you hear her groan at your reminder as you walk back out. 

--

The phone rang, you were driving home from the call centre. Tumbling through the console in the middle, you find your phone. Buck’s cheesy contact picture popped up. It was some selfie he had sent you during the holidays of him dressed as Santa to help Eddie surprise Christopher. 

“Hello Evan” you answered his call, he groaned rather loudly. “Everything okay there, big guy ?” 

“y/n, what did I tell you about calling me Evan ?” he asked you, you laughed, “nothing worth mentioning my darling, how was your call ?” 

“It was fine, the regular day for me, pulling people out of burning buildings” he sighed. 

“Any injuries?” 

“Just a few bumps and bruises on the family but they’ll be fine” he replied made you smile, he could be so oblivious. You truly wondered how he was a firefighter sometimes. “That’s good but I was asking about you” you turned into your building parking lot. 

“Oh,” he laughed, “I'm fine, also a few bruises but nothing too bad” 

“Heading home for the day ?” 

“Uh, no. Eddie wants to get home to Chris so I'm picking up his shift for him.” 

“Oh, that's sweet of you Buck” 

The door opens on his end, you walk up the stairs to your apartment. “Is that your little covid crush?” you can hear Chim ask him, Buck groans. 

“Stop harassing me Chim, why don’t you go call your girlfriend or something?” Buck mumbles, Chim laughs. 

“Hi Buck’s friend, I'm Chim!” he shouts so you could hear him which made you laugh. “I’d tell you to tell him hi but I feel like that might get us in trouble won’t it ?” you asked as you kicked off your shoes. “Yeah, I'll talk to you later hun ?” he asked you. 

“Yeah, if you work overnight, call me tomorrow ?” 

“Of course” 

“Oh, Buck ?” 

“Yeah ? 

“Be safe” 

“Always.” 

--

It’s the crack of dawn, literally and your phone rings. The only person that could be calling you now had to be Buck. Squinting your eyes at the brightness of your phone, you pick up and groan. “Hm what is it ?” you mumbled, rolling back onto your side, your phone against your pillow. 

“Oh my bad, I thought you had work this morning, that’s why I called” he whispered, now realizing that he woke you up. “It’s cool,” you yawn, “going home now?” 

“Yeah, what's the plan for today ?” he asks, you hear the Jeep’s engine come to life. 

“Uh maybe some grocery shopping and catching up on Netflix. I have a shift tonight. What about you ?” 

“Maybe some sleep, a shower and back to work. Oh I also have to do groceries, Chim keeps eating everything in the house” he groans making you smile. 

“Why don't you just send him home? Maddie’s working too, he’ll be fine.” 

“I don't want to be mean, you know? He let me crash at his place. Speaking of Mads, how’s baby Buckley doing? you see her more than me” he chuckled, as do you, remembering your conversation with Maddie 

“Good, they’re both good. You know, I called the baby, baby Buckley and she asked if I had talked to you recently” 

“Hm, did you tell her no?” 

“No, I told yes” 

“What?!” 

“Buck, I'm kidding, relax” 

He let out a sigh which made you laugh. It wouldn’t be horrible if she knew but you guess he wanted to keep it on the lows, it's only fair that you respect that. There was a pause in the conversion, Buck was humming along to the song on the radio, soon enough he started singing. He was 100% off-key and you could hear the tapping along to the beat on his steering wheel as well. You laid in bed listening to him sing off key for a good few minutes until he called out to you. 

“You know, I could pick up some stuff from the store for you, if you wanted ? I can just drop it off later” you offered 

“That would be nice, thanks. But uh- maybe you could actually stay when you drop the stuff off ?” he asked 

“Don’t you have work?” you asked, the sound of his footsteps thudding up the stairs, you figured he got home. 

“Yeah, but if I’m an hour late, it’ll be fine” once again, there’s a pause in the conversation but it comes for your end this time. 

“Y/n?” the shower is running on his end, he sounded distant, the phone was on speaker. 

“Just checking my schedule, what time does your shift start ?” you question him

“9, what about you ?” 

“9:30. I’ll see you tonight Evan, enjoy your shower” 

“Sleep well babe” he hung up, you tossed your phone to the other side of the bed and went back to bed. 

-- 

Buck opened the door, taking the bags from you. “Come in, thanks for these” he raised the bags and rested them on the counter. 

“How much do I own you?” he asks, your back turned to him while you wash your hands. 

“Don’t worry about it” 

“No, c’mon, this is a lot” Buck leans against the counter, you turn towards him. There’s a little bruise on his cheek and a scratch mark by his chin, your hand comes up and cups his face. His hand wraps around your wrist as your thumb rubs the scratch mark on his chin, Buck turns his head slightly to press a kiss to the palm of your hand. 

“I’m okay” he whispers, his other hand finding your waist, pulling you closer to him, your chest against his. 

“I know, doesn't mean I don’t worry” your hand comes down from his face to his chest, both of your hands now resting on his chest as you look up at him. Buck’s arms wrap around you as he picks you up and spins you around. 

“Evan! Stop it!” you laughed, grabbing at his shirt, he sets you down on the counter. Buck stood between your legs, his hands rubbed at the sides of your thighs. Your legs wrap around his waist as his arms wrap around your shoulders, pulling you into a bone crushing hug. “I take it, you missed me?” you mumbled with your face squished against Buck’s chest. “More than you know” he kissed the top of your head. 

Your phone buzzed, ruining your sweet moment. “Who is it ?” he asked, holding up the phone, the time was 8:45. “Alarm, I gotta go sweets, I have work soon” 

“Oh come on, you can be late one day, right ?” He kissed your forehead

“You have work too” you reminded him, he ignored your comment, kissing down from your forehead to your cheek. 

“Buck, don’t” you muttered as your hand came up to the back of his head, your fingers tangled in his hair. You knew the game he was playing and it was a dangerous one. 

“10 minutes” he mumbled, his lips against your skin, now moving down to your neck. 

“5 minutes” you bargained with him. Buck laughed and shook his head, “you know we’re gonna be here for more than 10 minutes right ?” His hands cupped your face as he leaned in for a kiss, one of your hands grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer to you, closing the gap between the two of you. Buck’s hands slid down from your face to your chest and then to your stomach, ending up on your hips. You pull on his shirt, he lets go of you for a moment to pull it off and then his lips are back on yours. 

The two of you are so wrapped up in each other that you don't notice the front door unlock, Chim walks in to find the two of you making out in the kitchen. Buck’s shirt is on the floor, Chim picks it up and tosses it at the two of you.

“Are you guys serious ?” he groans as he shuts the door. You pull away from Buck, a blush across your cheeks. “Hey Chim,” Buck laughed, pulling back on his shirt. “Thought you had work ?” Buck asks, Chim shakes his head. “I’m done, shift changes in an hour.” 

“You guys couldn't have made out in bed or something ? Like a normal couple ?” Chim asks, you and Buck reply at the same time, “we’re not a couple” the two of you look at each other and smile. 

“Whatever, but c’mon! I eat breakfast there guys, that’s gross” his face screwed with disgust making you laugh. “Sorry” you gave him a smile, looking over at him, now on his way to the bathroom. Buck’s hand comes up to your chin, pulling your attention back to him, his lips are on yours again. 

“You guys do know you're breaking the social distance regulations right now, right ?!” Chim shouted from the bathroom, you could hear him laughing. 

“Shut up!” Buck shouted back, his hands cupping your face and pulling you back in for another kiss. 

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taglist: @ssa-volturi​ @dralexreid​

[hiddennerdworld]

MHA Couples Dynamics with art by @leecheedoodles| Too Cool for Skool x Keener (Reader x Iida)

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Warnings: none, all fluff stuff

A/N: eeeee I’m so excited about this. I saw this art and immediately was inspired. I would really like to do a series based on these. This is all thanks to leechee doodles here on Tumblr. They are v talented so check them out! I’ve seen others use their art, but if they don’t want me to I can always take it down. Enjoy :)

You and Iida definitely got off on the wrong foot

You guys didn’t hate each other per say, but you annoyed each other for sure

Iida just wanted his fellow classmates to be successful and tried to encourage you as class rep. And you just wanted to only take part in the aspects of hero work that you actually enjoy

In your own ways, you both stressed each other out

Iida would give you lectures any time you ditched class, saying you needed to be responsible in order to be the best hero you can be

You just stood and rolled your eyes the entire time with your arms crossed over your chest

Eventually, one day Iida just said fuck it (he didn’t actually phrase it that way bc he doesn’t use the bad words) and picked you up and carried you to class.

The whole time with you kicking and screaming, which doesn’t affect him bc he’s a fucking tree

This became routine. Iida was with you almost 24/7, keeping you in line. This caused even more tension between you guys

“I don’t need a babysitter!”

“Well you wouldn’t if you stopped acting like a baby and attended to your duties!” *snickers* “You’re gonna tell me you’re not a baby when you can’t even not laugh at the word ‘duty’?!!!”

The bickering wouldn’t stop and it was driving EVERYONE crazy

So as Aizawa solves all problems, he paired up the duo with pent up frustration for their final exam

You guys were rolling your eyes when you saw you had to work together but weren’t surprised tbh

It seemed like you guys weren’t gonna make it, but at the last second you were able to distract Cementoss and give Iida an in to dash up and capture him

You guys cheered and high fived when you realized you’d passed, the negative feelings towards each other forgotten

Afterward you guys had a talk.

“Good job out there today, Iida. I’m impressed on how you came up with a strategy so quick. I guess studying so much does actually help, huh.”

“Thank you, L/N! I appreciate the kind words, especially coming from someone who has such good control over their quirk like yourself!”

The whole time both of you were staring at the ground, blushing to hard to look at the other person while complimenting them. Iida still did the hand waving tho lmao

Afterwards, Iida still kept an eye on you always bc he thinks you have a lot of potential and wants you to do well

And you don’t find him as annoying anymore, so don’t really try to avoid him

This ends up with you guys basically just hanging out rather than him chaperoning you.

Training, studying, making food, you guys are together a lot

You and Iida occupied a table in the dining area for your studies for the millionth night in a row. The other students know better than to disturb you at this point. Yes, you guys are friends now, but you still bicker like an old married couple.

“I could really go for some ice cream right now,” you said while leaning back in your chair.

“L/N! You know that stuff isn’t good for you! Why do you wish to consume such sugary content?! Why don’t you eat an apple instead?!”

“I don’t think that’s how cravings work. Besides we have training tomorrow and always so I will still be keeping myself in shape. It’s one treat.”

“L/N, we are studying to become the best heroes! We need to be responsi-“

“But that’s just it! We are always going to be working to be the best we can be. You need to be able to enjoy yourself. Life isn’t all about work, you know?” You said standing up and grabbing his arm, “We’re going out. Come on!”

“Absolutely not! It is after curfew! It would be dangerous and-“ Iida lectured on and on until you guys were basically in front of the ice cream place. He tried to get you to stay back, but you were surprisingly strong when you were determined. (Also, he probably wasn’t resisting as much as he could’ve).

You guys went in and ordered. You got cookie dough with some chocolate syrup on top, and Iida got a scoop of vanilla on a cone, only because you insisted he get something. After you got the ice cream you went to a nearby park and sat on a bench.

“Mmmmmm this is so good. Totally worth it.” You say as you take your first bite, eyes closed while enjoying the delicious dessert.

“I’m not sure if it was worth breaking the rules, but as long you are enjoying yourself I guess it’s alright.”

“That’s because you got the most boring flavor. Here try some of mine.” You said raising a spoonful up to him.

This caused his face to go red and he stared at you with wide eyes for a few seconds before speaking. “No, L/N! I appreciate the offer but it would be inappropriate. Mine is perfectly fine and-“

As he was rambling, you shoved the spoon in his mouth, making him blush even harder. “L/N! You could’ve choked me.”

“But was it good though?”

“Yes, I suppose so.” He said at almost a whisper.

A shit-eating grin grew on your face, “Told ya so. See, Iida look.” You gestured over to the sight in front of you. There were people scattered throughout the park enjoying their night, and you could even see the glowing city in the distance. “We are a part of what makes this all possible. There wouldn’t be people out here living their lives if we didn’t keep them safe. It may not be too often, but we still get to relish in the world we created too. It reminds us why we do what we do.”

Iida couldn’t help but just stare at you for a hot minute. You looked gorgeous under the moonlight while you looked around in awe. You were more wise than he ever gave you credit for. He had always thought you were carefree, but actually you just had cared about things differently than him and he failed to realize.

“You’re right, L/N. We should be able to enjoy this more often.”

“We?”

“Of course. Why would I do something fun without you?” Now you started to get all flustered. Feeling heat rush to your face, you covered it with your hands and looked toward the ground. “Are you alright? Sorry I didn’t mean to say anything that would upset you.”

“No, don’t worry. You didn’t upset me. I would love to spend some time with you.”

So you guys did. Well you already spent a lot of time together already but now you guys would go out and do something fun if you had free time

Like instead of training on the weekends, you guys sometimes walked around the park.

And every time you’d go, you guys would also visit the ice cream shop you guys went to that one night and try a new flavor

You also were participating more in class. You’re grades were getting better from the beginning of your guys’ relationship, but now you actually were invested.

After a test, you would show Iida your grade and thank him for all his help, and he would be so proud and excited for you

Of course, your classmates started to catch onto you guys being more and more friendly with each other

Hagakure snuck up on you guys one day while you were studying. “Alright, when did you two start dating? We all thought you hated each other but now we know it was all an act to throw us off, so spill the beans.”

“Oh, no we’re not dating.” You replied

“Well..” Iida started to talk and your eyes darted towards him

“I mean now that someone has said it, I wouldn’t be opposed to dating you, L/N. I really enjoy my time with you and think you’re a great person. Could I take you on an official date?”

“Y-yea I would really like that.”

“Awwww that was so adorable! I can’t believe I just help you guys get together!” She skipped out of the room, on her way to tell everyone her accomplishments

“Sorry, L/N, that probably wasn’t the best timing.”

“Call me Y/N”

“O-oh okay… Y/N. I’m looking forward to going out with you.”

“Me too, Tenya.” You said smiling and grabbing his hand.

Barely anything was said the rest of the time, but you guys couldn’t stop smiling and you didn’t let go of each other’s hands. Safe to say no information was retained from this study session

[theliterarybeldam]

Five Thousand Dollars?!

Found this in some old writing journals. I'm pretty sure it was based off a prompt? I made a note that Josh was based off J Cody from Animal Kingdom 🤤

I don't wanna say this is a fic....but it's something? Anyways enjoy, while I go rewatch Animal Kingdom because now memories are coming back!

J Cody x OC!Reader

warnings: pregnancy

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“Oh god, I hope he’s okay..” Naomi whispered to herself as she cleaned up the living room for what seemed like the 5th today.

She was getting kind of worried about her boyfriend Josh. He was never really good at shopping by himself, but he insisted this time. It worried him to see Naomi walking around all the time at 7 months pregnant.

They had bought all the essentials already: diapers, baby wipes, breast pump, bottles, formula (though she would be breastfeeding majority of the time), and all the little knick knacks that came with expecting your first child. As well as gifts from the unavoidable baby shower thrown by Josh's grandma, Smurf.

The only thing that was missing was the crib. Josh and Naomi have been having a hard time with agreeing on one. Naomi knows the baby will probably be sleeping near them in a bassinet the first couple months, so she doesn’t want to spend a lot of money on a crib right now. Josh on the other hand has gone for the most expensive crib in EVERY. SINGLE. STORE.

Naomi froze remembering this as she grabbed a snack from the fridge.

“Shit.” She mumbled.

She had already dialed Josh’s cell when she heard the front door open. She walked over to the hallway warily, gasping seeing him dragging in a ready-made crib with one of the neighbors helping him.

“Thanks man, appreciate it.” he smiled at the neighbor before turning to Naomi excitedly as he closed the door with his foot. “Surprise!”

Naomi slowly walked around the crib rubbing her stomach gently.

“What. The hell. Is this?” she spoke slowly.

“Our new crib!”

She looked up at Josh raising an eyebrow.

“How much was it?”

“$5,000…” he mumbled looking away from his pregnant wife’s gaze.

“Five thousand dollars?! You have got to be kidding me.” She yelled walking away.

“Babe? Baby.” he said following her.

“You have 24 hours to take that shit back or you’re sleeping on the couch for the next 2 nights.”

Josh stopped walking and gaped at her.

“But it’s supposed to work super well….has a built in baby camera…mirrors since babies like mirrors…and a mobile that hangs over the baby or you can disconnect it and hang it from the ceiling.” He tried reasoning.

Naomi groaned sitting down on the couch looking at him.

“Take it back. You promised we’d get a simple crib.”

He sighed in defeat before nodding sitting next to her. It was quiet for a bit before Naomi gasped sharply.

“Are you okay?!” he asked worriedly putting his arm around her.

“I’m okay.” She giggled seeing him visibly relax. “The baby just keeps kicking the same spot. She’s trying to kick her way out or something.”

Josh began to rub the spot where the baby had kicked before freezing slightly.

“You said she…..does that mean..?”

Naomi grinned kissing his cheek and leaning her head on his shoulder.

“Yea you’re getting a little princess.”

“Damn I should’ve gotten the pink one then.” He mumbled, pulling her onto his lap and rubbing her belly softly.

He laughed to himself at his joke as she groaned irritated cuddling into her boyfriend.

“You’re lucky I love you.” She whispered as she fell asleep.

“Looks like we’re keeping it.” Josh mumbled to himself, smiling in victory, before carrying her sleeping figure upstairs.

[kaunis-sielu]

October Challenge: 17

Silly Traditions

“Okay, so it’s what?”

“It’s decorate day. And since I don’t think we’ll get many kids at Sunrise Valley I want to decorate the Brownstone.”

“Honey, why is there an entire day for just decorating?” He asks hesitantly looking over your shoulder at the list you have going.

“Because I don’t play Steve.”

“Where does all of this go?”

“Front yard, backyard, windows, main floor and roof.” You say pointing at different parts of your list.

“Honey, how do you expect to have enough room for all of this?”

“Where there’s a will there’s a way.” You tell him and he laughs softly.

“So, I take it you’re a fan of Halloween?”

“And Christmas. Be prepared for Christmas.”

“Here’s the big question, real or fake tree?”

“Real. I know it’s not as environmentally friendly but since we have so much land by Sunrise Valley we could plant a couple and grow them ourselves?”

“That’s a great idea. It’ll take a few years but I love that.” Steve says pressing a soft kiss to your shoulder. “So how do you expect to do all of this today?”

“Becca and Pietro are coming over.”

“Omega.” Steve groans, he’s still not a fan of the Beta coming around.

“You gave him the all clear, I don’t understand why you’re being so stubborn about this! He’s a nice guy.”

“He’s not in the pack.”

“So? Neither was I.”

“It’s different.” Steve grumbles and you roll your eyes at him.

“How? Because I’m a little Omega and he’s a Beta?”

“No, because you’re my Mate.”

“Alpha you’re not being very fair. Pietro is a nice guy, he absolutely adores Becca and she adores him. Is is because it’s Bucky’s little sister?”

“No.”

“Steve.”

“Omega I don’t want to argue with you about this.”

“Then admit you’re being unfair.” He growls lowly in his chest and you chuckle. “Please Alpha. For me give him a chance?” Steve sighs heavily then drops his head down onto your shoulder.

“Fine.”

“Thank you.” You tell him tilting your head to rest it on his. Steve sighs again then says,

“We should probably get started if we’re going to get this all done.”

“Yea, but this is nice.” He chuckles then lefts his head trailing kisses up your neck and to your cheek. “If you were trying to convince me to move that’s not the way to do it.” You mumble and he kisses you.

“You’re just so soft and you smell so good.” He mutters against your lips. You hum softly before the doorbell rings and Cooper goes booming toward the front door.

“Did you tell them to come here?”

“I don’t think so.” Steve makes his way to the door and when he opens it Becca comes skipping in.

“Hey, hi Cooper. You handsome boy.”

“What are you doing here?” Steve asks following Pietro into the house. Becca frowns over her shoulder at Steve.

“Fawn said he could come.”

“No, I mean you’re at the wrong house. We’re spending Halloween at the Brownstone. Not here.”

“Oh. Oops.” Becca looks sheepishly at you. “Did you tell me that?”

“I thought I did.” You tell her with a little half shrug, “it’s no big deal. Now you guys can come shopping with us.”

“Omega.” Steve rumbles and you raise a brow at him.

“You promised Alpha.” You remind him gently and he frowns but you’re not backing down on this one. Pietro might play all big bad cocky Beta but really he’s sweet. He’s a wonderful brother to his sister and is just as excited as she is about getting to be an uncle.

You get into the truck, Cooper in the back, while Becca and Pietro get into her car then you head back into the city. You’re on a mission to get everything that you need quickly so that you don’t run out of time to decorate in the daylight. You give Becca and Pietro one half of the list and tell her to Snapchat you pictures of things if they have questions and you do get a couple of pictures. Becca seems to know that Pietro is on thin ice with Steve so Pietro is modeling the items in silly fashions. It seems to work, or at least it doesn’t hurt as Steve slowly starts to warm up to the Beta.

When you get back to the Brownstone you start directing the other three as to how you want things to look. Steve insists on being the one that goes on the roof and when Sam and Carol see him up there they come wandering over to help.

“Honey? How does this look?” Steve calls and Pietro turns on the lights that have been hung dripping down onto the sides of the house.

“Oh Steve! They’re perfect!” You tell him clapping your hands and he gives you a broad smile.

“God you’re adorable.” Carol says with an eye roll and scrunch your nose at her.

“Yea, yea. Don’t make me Omega charm you again.” You threaten and she laughs.

“Okay, okay.” She says holding up her hands in surrender. “What next?”

“So everything outside is done so now we just have the main floor and the windows. Becca and Pietro are working on the main floor, I think they’re in the kitchen. Can you start on the front window? I have a drawing taped on the wall next to it for what I want it to look like.”

“Sure.” She says smiling and shaking her head at you, “of course you drew something out.”

“I want it to look right!” You defend and she laughs before heading into the house. You go up to your room. Again, it’s one of the only rooms in the house that the pack isn’t allowed into. When the door clicks open you don’t turn around, this room is getting a scene drawn on the window with window paint so you don’t want to mess it up.

“Omega it looks so good.” Steve says wrapping his arms around you. He seems somewhat irritated so you stop what you’re doing and turn to face him.

“What’s wrong?”

“Caught Becca and Pietro making out in the kitchen.”

“We were not making out!” Becca hisses from the hallway, “he kissed me once!”

“Becca.” Steve growls in warning but to your amazement she barrels on.

“No one is ever going to be good enough for you or Bucky! I love him! He loves me! He treats me so well! You’re not being fair!”

“Becca enough.” Steve snarls and suddenly Pietro is there, standing between your Alpha and his Omega.

“Come on Bec, let’s go.”

“I hate you Steve!” She yells as Pietro wraps an arm around her and guides her away.

“You do not turn your back on me.” Steve roars and you plant yourself between him and the other two.

“Go. Tell Sam and Carol to leave.”

“No,” Steve growls and you grab his face and slide your thumbs over his cheekbones.

“Alpha,” you purr, “Alpha please.” You go up on your toes and press kisses to his jaw. “Alpha, let them go. Please Alpha.” The tension starts to leave his body but you don’t let up.

“Everyone out.” He Alpha commands, “except you Omega.” The house empties and you’re left to slowly calm your agitated Alpha.

[xoxo-teddybear]

These Hands that Hold Me - Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou x f!reader

Warnings: fluff, small angst, cursing

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Request: Could you write a Bakugou x FemReader fluff based on the idea that Bakugou has sweaty hands (because of his quirk) and is really self conscious about it because people have brought it up in the past. But the reader really wants to hold hands with him on the way home from U.A.

His hands. In his mind, they were the greatest thing about him. His hands are the ones that allow him to keep his loved ones safe. His hands are the ones that allow him to reach out to grab his favorite things. His hands allow him to push away idiots and move forward. His hands are also the source of his quirk, one of the things he’s most proud of. They also allow him to hold onto you, his girlfriend and teddy bear, and keep you protected.

However they are what makes him insecure. Usually, Katsuki couldn’t care less about what people thought of him. But this was different. This was you. He wanted to impress you so bad. You had only been dating for 2 months, but you both had been close friends early on before, so you thought Katsuki had opened up to you about everything already, but this was one thing that has yet to be said.

As your relationship grew, you of course got clingier. Who wouldn’t want to be completely loved and secure in the arms of their loving boyfriend. Good thing for Katsuki, since you only started dating, you were ok with just holding onto his hand. But that was the problem, he always avoided doing it.

—

It was a beautiful day and you and Katsuki had just finished all your classes. You both had no scheduled training today so you decided a movie night back in his dorms would be the go to. As you walked side by side, you wanted to get closer to him, so like any girlfriend would, you reached out to hold onto his hand. You were subtle about it though. You glided your hand across his and gave gentle nudges as you moved closer next to him. This made Katsuki stiffen and he started to walk faster ahead of you.

“C’mon dumbass, we gotta get there quicker. Keep up.” He said without looking back at you.

You sighed before an idea came to mind.

“You know~ I could keep up with you if I just held onto your hand. It would keep me in the same pace as you Suki!” As you subtly reached for his hand, he saw and put it in his pocket.

“If you need to depend on someone else just to keep up the pace on a walk, then you gotta work a little harder on your stamina, princess.” He said while walking.

“Right...of course. My bad.” You said as you looked down and walked with your own hands interlocked behind your back. Bakugou saw this and couldn’t help but feel bad, but this was too embarrassing. His hands were so sweaty due to his quirk, what if you did it once and never wanted to again. He would love to hold your hand, but if there was a possibility of you never wanting to be in his grasps, that would wreck him.

So you both continued your walk to the dorms, but once you made it in and he started walking to his room, he noticed you weren’t following.

“Hey, Princess? Where you going? Dorm’s this way.” He said while pointing to his room’s direction.

“Umm, yeah Suki, I’m not feeling the greatest, so I’m just gonna head back to my room.” You said with a soft look on your face.

“Oh. Well, I could go with you and help take care of you if you aren’t feeling the bes-“ you cut him off before he could continue.

“No! Uh..no thank you, Katsuki. I’ll be fine, I just..gotta go. Uhm..yea,” you said the last sentence while giving him a peck to the cheek and walking off.

Katsuki only watched you go in sadness and when you were out of sight, he went to his own dorm and flopped on his bed.

“UGHHHH you idiot...just let her, hold your, hand!” He said while banging his head into the mattress. He’s not dumb, he knows you’re not sick or anything. You were upset because he wouldn’t even give you the slightest touch, but he still wanted to spend time with you. He texted you and asked if you were feeling ok to which you just replied with “👍.”

He only sighed at the message and decided he should sleep this off, but during his dream...things happened.

Katsuki walked up to you but you only laughed as he tried to reach out to you. You made fun of him and walked away saying you guys were done. His world was collapsing and you were disappearing. Katsuki fell into a dark world as he heard your voice say such negative things.

“We’re done Bakugou!”

“I hate you.”

“You always neglected me!”

“I DONT LOVE YOU!”

On that last shriek, Katsuki tossed and turned before waking up in a cold sweat. He tried to catch his breath as he came to the realization.

“Just a nightmare, Katsuki. She still loves you.” Bakugou panted out. He lied back down in bed and thought about it.

‘She loves you....and she won’t judge you for whatever. So in the morning, make it up to her.’ He thought to himself.

“Make it up to Teddy Bear.” He said as he closed his eyes and drifted back to sleep.

—

In the morning, Katsuki got ready and ran out of his room looking for you. It was a school day and the class was about to have breakfast. He saw you standing with Mina and Jirou and quickly ran up to you and grabbed your hand.

“You’re coming with me.” He said and ran off with you, hand in hand.

“Wait where are we go- WOAH!” You said before he dashed through the hallways and dragged you back into the direction of your room.

As you looked down, you saw your hands intertwined. It made you blush as you ran but you smiled nonetheless. As you made it into your room, he locked the door and you finally questioned him.

“Suki? What’s going on?” You said as you fixed your now winded hair.

“Get dressed teddy bear, we’re having the whole day to ourselves.” Bakugou said with a smile.

“Huh? Suki I know you’re not dumb, but you do know we have school right?” You said as you looked at him with suspicion.

“Y/N, we’re perfect students. We can miss one day of class. We’ll be fine, I promise.” He said, but you still gave him a look with an unsure face. So he went up to you, grabbed your hands, and kissed your knuckles.

“We’ll be fine, Teddy Bear.” He said with a soft smile as he stared you in the eyes.

“....Ok then.” You said smiling back. You pecked his lips and got ready. Once you both were set, you walked out the dormitory and headed towards wherever.

“Hey Suki, where’re we going?” You asked him as you once again walked hand in hand. It was obvious he had a clear blush on his face and was a little nervous, but he still walked on with confidence.

“Well, I was thinking maybe your favorite ice cream parlor, walk around the outlet and shop or maybe just do that thing that you girls do and say “this is cute” to everything,” he snickered, “and then I was thinking a little lunch and end it off with a date at the park at sunset.”

“Sounds amazing.” You said with serenity.

“With you, always.” He said while looking at you.

So now you and Bakugou have been having your little day together. Running around the city, getting your favorite ice cream, a little shopping and some more food. He even brought you to see the puppies in the pet shop. That was your favorite part of your day, until this happened.

As you and Bakugou walked down the street hand in hand, you guys held small talk and laughed.

“So..I’m allowed to hold your hand now, I see.” You said while teasing the blushing boy. He only looked away and squeezed your palm tighter as he spoke.

“Dumbass, I would’ve let you if I-“ but he was cut off by an officer.

“Hey! You two! You look like students. Shouldnt you be in school?” One of the two officers said.

“Uhhh...” you and Bakugou froze up as you made eye contact with each other.

“Heyyy...wait a minute. You’re Katsuki Bakugou and Y/N L/N. You guys are top students at UA! And you’re skipping?!” The other officer said.

As you and Bakugou began to babble over your words, the officer who first spoke up cut you off and said..

“Sorry kids, but you’re coming with us.” He said as he reached out to grab you guys, but before he could Bakugou grabbed onto your hand again and ran off.

“Sorry! But you guys are NOT messing up my date!” He said as he ran with you. He took a bunch of twists and turns as the officers chased you both, until he came up with a plan. Running down a dark alleyway, he took a breath, and looked at you.

“Hold onto me, Teddy Bear.” He said with a smirk.

“Suki! What are we doing!?” You said with shock.

“We’re going to our final stop Princess, so just trust me.” He said as he pulled you in. You hesitantly agreed before you wrapped your arms around his neck. With that, he blasted off into the sky, but not before screaming at the cops once more.

“Later!”

The view from the sky was gorgeous, especially as the pink sky and setting sun settled in. This truly was an amazing day. As Bakugou kept on flying throughout the air, you saw a park come into view. As he landed, he brought you to a hill where a picnic blanket with all your favorite sweets and desserts were settled. The blanket was also covered with candles and roses, with the shade of a beautiful cherry blossom tree offering a chill spot in the hot weather. It was beautiful.

“Suki? What is all this?” You asked in awe.

“The perfect way to end our date. Cmon.” He said as he pulled you towards the blanket. You both shared sweets, told stories, laughed, and cuddled up. Bakugou sat up against the tree with you in between his legs. You both relaxed in each other’s touch and watched the sun.

“Hey...can I ask you something?” You asked while your head leaned on his shoulder. Bakugou knew what was coming, guess there was no avoiding it now.

“Shoot.” He said, accepting your question.

“It’s not that serious but why was I never allowed to hold your hand before. Like...it kinda made me feel outta place. Made me feel like you didn’t want people to know it was me that you were with.” You explained.

“Princess..I never wanted you to feel that way,” he began as he nudged his head into your neck to comfort you and him. “Of course I want people to know I’m with you, I want the whole world to know that I have the best girlfriend there is, and I don’t want anyone but you.” He explained.

“Guess I’m just kinda insecure.” He said shyly.

“Of what, Suki? You’re amazing, and not to sound ignorant, but there’s so many amazing things about you, it’s hard to see you being insecure about anything.” You replied.

“My hands. They may be the source of my power and they may allow me to do great things like pull you in for hugs,” he said while cuddling into you even more which had you both giggling a little, “but they’re also a big mess. My quirk comes off of the sweat of my palms, I can only imagine how weird it must feel whenever I hold your hand so I tried to avoid it for the longest time. I just didn’t want to push you away Teddy Bear.” He said said a little sadly.

As you stared at him in concern after his little confession, you saw how nervous he looked. It must’ve taken a lot for him to open up that much about an insecurity like that. So to relive him if his worries, you grabbed onto his hands and gave them kisses. You turned to him and peppered his face with kisses too.

“I love everything about you Suki. It’s hard to see any flaws when it comes to you. Whether it be your hands or your big mouth,” you teased, “I love it all. I love you.” You ended with.

Bakugou only looked at you in nothing but love and adoration. He really did have the best girlfriend in the world.

“And I love you Y/N.” He said with a small smile. You both leaned in to share a heart felt kiss that shared both the emotions you were feeling. All the love, relief, and admiration to one another was transferred through a warm kiss. When you both separated from the kiss, you leaned into his chest again and cuddled up once more. As his entire body holds you in his arms, you couldn’t help but fall in love even more or feel even safer than ever before. All this love and feeling.

“All the love in the world in these hands that hold me.” You softly mumbled under your breath to yourself with a smile. You thought it was quiet enough for just you to hear, but Bakugou heard. And he couldn’t help but fall in love with you even more.

A/N: NOT SPELLCHECKED AGAIN, I’m sorry but I’m hope this request was to your liking. Please enjoy and stay tuned for the upcoming series. Just one more request and we’re good to go! 💗🧸

[write-orflight]

Settle Down: Prologue

**Gif Not Mine**

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Pairings: SpencerXReader (kinda enemies to lovers) 

Rating: M

Words: 2.5K

Warnings: None, will be smut in eventual chapters

Request: OPEN/CLOSED

Summary: Y/N and Spencer don’t get along but turn to each other for the one thing you need someone else for... A baby. You can plantonically start a family, right?

A.N: this is a bad bio but idk how else to put it. it’s a baby fic! I wouldn’t say this is enemies to lovers but they certainly don’t like each other at first so it kinda is. comment on this chap or message to be on the taglist. much love, Cia

                Prologue:  A Powerpoint, Really? 

If you had told 16 year old Y/N that she’d be working at the FBI, she would’ve called you batshit. 

Not only, did you not have any respect for authority or any inclination for rules in that matter, working for the FBI was never in the forefront of your mind. But when given the option of Jail or a full time job with benefits, it was fairly easy to make a choice. You remember the first day when you met your work partner and now best friend Penelope Garcia or specifically the day she caught you. 

You were waiting tables like you did every weekend to stay afloat. Today was unreasonably slow so you were just finding small things to do. That’s when she came in, an extremely brightly dressed woman, sat at the bar of the diner. 

“Hi, how can I help you?” You smile at the woman who looks up at you and smiles. 

“Yes, I’m looking for the Emerald City.” She says, smirking at you. Your face drops, you knew what she was talking about. 

When you started hacking it was only supposed to be a one time thing. You grew up poor, spent most of your life poor so when you saw your childhood home was set to be demolished to build a fancy new headquarters for Scotty Realins, an upcoming asshole tech CEO, without a cent going to your parents.  Something in you snapped. You had already been pretty decent at code and you flirted with a couple of guys in your STEM classes to learn how to hack so you would say you were pretty good at this point. So you hacked into the website and made sure all the Revenue for that day actually was wired to lower-income housing. At the end of the day, it was only a couple hundred thousand dollars but what was pennies to Scotty Realins changed some people's lives. 

So you started doing it more, to different companies under the pseudonym OZ. The money always went to different places that needed it whether it was paying the rent for a bunch of families or anonymous large donations to food banks or soup kitchens. You gained a bit of fame in the hacker community as a modern day Robin Hood. 

All good things come to an end though. And the end was standing in front of you in clunky, rainbow colored jewelry. 

“You don’t look like a cop.” you say, crossing your arms. 

“I’ll do you one better.” She says, pulling her FBI badge out, showing it to you briefly. You curse under your breath. “I’ve been following you for a while, OZ. Though I wasn’t expecting the man behind the curtain to be a woman. I will say, having my computers route back to a loop of “We’re not in Kansas anymore.” everytime I tried to track your IP was impressive. I couldn’t even be mad about it.” 

“Clearly not that impressive because you found me.” 

“Still took me longer than usual, which is saying a lot.” 

“This is a really long winded conversation if you’re just here to arrest me.” You say, taking off your apron. No use in keeping it on if you were going to be in handcuffs soon. 

“That’s because I’m not here to arrest you. I’m here to offer you a job, to work under me as a Tech Analyst in the Behavioral Analysis Unit of the FBI.” Penelope says. 

“And if I don’t want to?” 

“Then you’re going to want a lawyer and my very good handsome friend outside is going to arrest you. You’re smart and you have a chance to help people which is why you started hacking in the first place, right? Please don’t make me do that.” She looked at you pleadingly like she really cared and didn’t want you to go to prison. You didn’t say anything but something told you she’d been in the same boat as you before. 

“Hmmm…. I’m tired of waiting tables anyway.” 

So you uprooted your life and moved from Philadelphia to Quantico. Garcia took you under her wing and pretty soon the two of you functioned in her batcave like a well oiled machine. You could do without the constant gore that filled your screens but at the end of the day, you loved what you were doing and you wouldn’t change that for the world. 

The team was an added bonus, it was nice to have your own little found family. Garcia, of course, taking on the role as best friend mere days after your first meeting. You met Derek Morgan right after you agreed to take the job, he’d been there to arrest you and was very glad he wouldn’t have to do that. He told you often about how you reminded him of his sister and he regarded you in the role of younger sister from that day on. The next person you met had been Aaron Hotchner, your new boss. It took him a couple of weeks to warm up to you, you guessed he had a difficulty trusting new people and when he would call you guys for information he would always ask for Garcia instantly instead of you, not very trusting in your skills yet. Though that changed when you had been the one to track down the Unsub once. 

Rossi was easily won over when you told him about your Italian side of the family, specifically your grandmother who loved to cook and left you a lot of recipes. You and him often went back and forth in sharing dishes. Emily and JJ had also been easily won over with one bottle of tequila and a regrettable girls night. 

Then there was Dr. Spencer Reid.     

You had a lot of opinions on Dr. Reid, most of them weren’t good. It wasn’t like you hated him in fact, you’d consider him a friend but the two of you seemed to butt heads on well, everything. Both of you needing to be the smartest in the room and neither of you wanting to admit when you’re wrong will do that though. You still respected Spencer though, he was an extreme asset to the team and he was your best friend’s other best friend so you couldn’t really hate the guy. 

You also didn’t have to like him. 

So you had a good job, good friends, a nice house to live in. You were finally happy, content even. So why did it feel like something was missing? 

The something missing came in a stroller pushed by JJ the next week. 

The last case had been rough. Really rough. So while the team was on their way back you and Garcia hatched a plan for JJ to come visit from maternity leave and surprise everyone with the baby. While you guys were waiting for them to land, Garcia wanted to show JJ something she had gotten her godson so JJ asked if you could watch him and feed him until she got back, which you obviously agreed to. As you were feeding the child his bottle, and his ravioli sized fist wrapped around your finger you realized what had been missing. 

Fuck, you wanted a kid. 

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You told Garcia first, it slipped when she noticed how off you were being. You wanted to have a kid bad now and you knew you didn’t want to wait. Penny tried to convince you that you’d “find the right person” but let’s face it, with this job, long term relationships were few and far inbetween. Plus you didn’t need a man, you had a good job and insurance, you knew you could provide a child with a life full of love it deserved. So you made an appointment at a fertility clinic. As the doctor was talking to you about your options, you felt yourself feeling more and more down about your decision and that only increased as you looked in the book of sperm donors in front of you. You looked at too many serial killers daily that it made you uneasy, carrying a stranger's baby. Maybe Garcia was right and your best bet was to wait for ‘the right guy.’ Even though you really didn’t want to. 

You walked into work later, a little sullen. Heading immediately towards the coffee machine. Penelope, who had been at Derek’s desk, makes a beeline towards you.  

“So how’d it go?” She says, smiling. “Did you make an appointment to be baby-fied?” 

You sigh. “I couldn’t do it, Pen.” You say, frowning. “I just-- We see so much here that I don’t want to accidentally end up with a sociopath’s baby because I couldn’t wait.” 

“But you don’t want to wait, do you?” She says softly, empathizing with you. 

“No, I don’t.” You sigh again, finishing making your cup before walking back out into the bullpen. JJ had brought Henry again for the others to see on the slow paperwork day. You tried not to look bitter but it was like she was flaunting the one thing you couldn’t have, even if it was unintentional. You watched as she handed the baby to Spencer, who instantly smiled and made faces at the laughing baby. 

“Spencer is actually a surprisingly good godfather.” Garcia says, smiling at the exchange in front of you. “Kinda makes you wonder what he’d be like with his own baby geniuses.” She says before walking over to the group and scooping her godson out of Spencer’s arms, Spencer still held on to his fist with his pinky, smiling down at the child. 

“Yea…” You say, to no one in particular. 

You had an idea. A probably bad one. 

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You were sitting in the coffee shop, nervously fiddling on your laptop while waiting for Spencer. You were surprised he even agreed to meet with you for coffee though you were sure he was just doing it out of curiosity because you told him you had something important to talk about. You weren’t even sure if you were going about this the right way. Hey Spencer, I know we’re not even friends but how would you feel about fathering my child? God, this was going to be terrible. 

You looked up when you heard the tell-tale bell on the door indicating someone walking in. Spencer gave you a small wave before going to the counter to get a coffee. You took that time to nervously sip yours. Your heart was beating a mile a minute, it was now or never. 

“Hey.” Spencer says, when he finally gets to the table, coffee in hand. “Why are you all the way in the corner?” 

“This isn’t really a conversation I want overheard.” 

Spencer tilts his head confused at that. “So what is the conversation we’re supposed to be having. I asked Garcia but she seemed to also have no idea.” 

“Yea, I didn’t tell her on account of this maybe going extremely bad.” You say, before sighing and turning your laptop around so Spencer could see the Powerpoint screen you have on it. When he reads it,  he chokes on his coffee.

“A Powerpoint, really?” He chokes, still coughing around the coffee. “Y/N, what is this?” 

“This is Reasons Why You Should Make a Baby With me.” 

“Yea, I got that from the title, Y/N.” He says, still shocked. “Is this a joke?!” 

“I wish it was, Reid.”

“Can I at least ask why you thought a Powerpoint was the best way to ask?”   

“Because I felt you’d be more inclined to consider it if you knew I spent time on a presentation.” 

“That’s true.” He leans back, taking a sip of his coffee, gesturing for you to continue. You hit the next slide. 

“Ok, reason number one is we both want kids.” You say, looking at him. “Garcia told me the other day that you were talking about how much you wanted a kid and I also want a kid.”  

“I did tell Garcia that.” He muses. 

“Reason two, an offspring between us would probably result in another genius. As you know, you are smart.” 

“Yes.” 

“And I am smarter.” You say, Spencer opens his mouth to protest but you keep talking. “A child between us could probably be the next Einstein.” 

Spencer nods and you continue. “Reason three, I’d be a great mom.” 

“That’s a debatable fact.” 

“No, it’s not. You’ve seen me around kids, have I ever given an inclination that I wouldn’t be?” You ask, he shakes his head. “Plus, I happen to think you’d be a great father. Which brings me to Reason 4.” You say clicking through the next slide. “If you don’t want to be involved in raising that’s fine. I’m perfectly fine raising the child myself an--” 

“What?! No!” Spencer says, sitting up. “If I do agree to have this baby, which I’m not completely doing yet. I want to be involved, I want them to know I’m their father and that I didn’t abandon them because I know what that’s like.” He says, seriously. You nod, already knowing this about Spencer. 

“Reason 5: I’d be the perfect platonic co-parent, I won’t ask you for anything unless it’s pertaining to the child and if you decide that later down the road you want your own family, I’d be supportive and help you along the way.”

Spencer nods. “We’re never home enough for a baby.” 

“That’s where you’re wrong because I’ll be here. I mainly stay here anyway and if there’s ever a case where you need a tech analyst to fly out, Garcia’s already agreed to have it already be her when I floated the baby idea around last month.”  

Spencer hummed, silent for a second. “You really want a kid, huh?” 

“Yes.” You say. 

“So much so you’re asking me?” Spencer says, matter-of-factly. “A Coworker you barely speak to?”

Well, when he says it like that. 

“Yes. I’m asking because while we don’t get along the best you are still one of the most compassionate, understanding men I know. And I know that if I have to raise this kid with somebody, you would love them just as much as I would.” You say, Spencer nods at that. “So, please?” 

Spencer sighs. “When’s your next appointment? At the fertility clinic?” 

You didn’t even want to ask how he knew about that. “Next tuesday.” 

He nods. “I’m going with you.” He says, standing, pulling the strap of his messenger bag over his shoulder. “This isn’t a yes.” 

“It’s not a no, either.” You point out. 

“No, it’s not.” He says, leaving you behind in the coffee shop with a huge grin on your face.

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[yakumtsaki]

Welcome, dear readers, to part 1 of the finale to the BackupKingdom2 saga! We’re in our final ambition now, let’s check how Liz’s post-divorce-bloodbath is going..

Oh yes, excellent. Our path to death-achievement-glory has been paved with so many executions that wherever I look I see npcs crying..

..comforting each other..

..and in Agnes' case, coming straight to Liz to.. ask for mercy for the populace I guess?? Bruh. I can't believe we even brought down AGNES, truly this is the saddest kingdom on earth. Amazing job, Liz, you've definitely earned your place in the tyrant hall of fame!

Now a lesser player would be like "oh, maybe we should chill a little on the insane tyrant thing, finish the Pirate/Noble arc cause we've been dragging this war out so the pirates/guildsmen would keep spawning and it should have ended like 20 quests ago" and true, we could just end it, we ran a very effective operation around here, shoutout to MVPs Donius and Bellinda and their 'seductive' legendary traits:

They bedded them and Liz beheaded them, the power of teamwork! So one could say that we should consider raising kingdom morale now because everyone is so depressed but I think, if anything, now is the time to ramp it up and go for some of the other morally questionable achievements! Like Machiavelli said, you should commit all your atrocities at once! What do you think, Liz? Ready to get atrocious?

-OH FUCK YEA, I’M ENRAGED, I DROPPED MY FIDDLE IN THE PIT AND NOW I HAVE TO WAIT FOR THE SERVANT TO GET ME A NEW ONE!! WHY DOES EVERYTHING ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME >:(

Aw I’m sorry Liz, but I’m sure you the upcoming suffering of your subjects will cheer you up!

-Ok motherfuckers, by order of the Crown aka ME -you hear that Rae?? ME, NOT YOU. God I want to execute you so bad, fucking ingrate, do you remember what rags you were wearing when I hired you??  

Let’s get this back on track, Liz.

-Right, so by order of the Crown, Magus Olivia and Spymaster Spainot are given COMPLETE LEGAL IMMUNITY to do whatever the fuck they want in the interest of earning achievements, so don’t you people come crying to me cause I don’t give one tiny chinchilla crap about your health and livelihoods. If you need me for something actually important, I'll be at the gates, executing anyone who doesn't like my fiddle playing.

-Oh man, this folksy peasant hat isn’t protecting my ears enough.

-THOUGHT I WOULDN’T HEAR YOUR LITTLE MURMUR, DID YOU  -YOUR MAJESTY NO I ONLY MEANT MY EARS WERE COLD -WELL ALL OF YOUR BODY’S ABOUT TO BE COLD NOW! CONSTABLE, THROW THIS PEASANT IN THE PIT

-Death marker? I hardly know 'er!

So the Constable npc has this little Billy Elliot subplot going, I'm pretty sure he has the 'drunkard' fatal flaw because he was always at the tavern so I had Bellinda try to hire him to perform in one of her plays just to see what would happen and it actually worked, and now he moonlights as an actor! It's cute but it also takes forever for him to come arrest people.

-THEY LOVE ME ❤️😁 -CONSTABLE WHATSYOURNAME, COME OVER HERE AND DO YOUR FUCKING JOB OR YOU'RE NEXT FOR THE PIT

-No one knows what it's like to be the bad man, to be the sad man, when someone dies😢

In the background you can see that Bellinda just got a pregnancy bump, it’s her lovechild with Donius, I for real can’t keep these two apart. Anyway, the time has come..

..to unleash Magus Olivia onto the populace.

-You know what, I'd rather not, this book is finally getting good and I'm sick of cursing peasants, it doesn't even drop their mood that much..

Oh no, Olivia my beloved, we're not cursing them, we're going for the 'Well Done' achievement!

-NO WAY.

WAY.

-Won't I be executed??

You have immunity! You can do whatever you want!! And, AND, once you complete it, because I know it's tiring, I'll give you a magic skeletal parrot as a gift!! Edward got all the materials for it while treasure-hunting, you'd think I'd let him keep it but that's not the kind of shop I'm running here.

-This is my face of pure, childlike happiness!

Good lord, it’s terrifying, please don’t look at me like that.

-Alright, time to roll down my sleeves so they look more sinister and do this thing.

You can do it, Olivia!

-Of course I can, save your reassurance for the flops that need it.

-I.. cast.. INFERNO!

...

-What?

I mean really, those are the words, "I cast inferno"? Can't you say something with more evil magical flair?

-Not when I have to cast it 80 fucking times I can't.

-IT BURNS, IT BURNSSSSS

Oh how the tables have turned, usually it's the witch that gets burned, huhu! Did you hear that, Olivia? Did you like my joke??

-Oh, it's beautiful!

Well it wasn't one of my best-

-Not you, you needy moron, the sight of burning flesh! I can't wait to do this 79 more times!

Alright, so everyone in the tavern has been turned into a chicken nugget, time to get some rest and check in with Spainot!

-Amazing news, Rodolfo, I just got royal permission to unlawfully lock up and interrogate whoever I want for the achievements!!!

-Darling, no offense, but aren't you a bit too shit at your job for that? -WHAT????

-FUCK YOU RODOLFO YOU'RE JUST JEALOUS OF MY SUCCESS -I WISH I WAS JEALOUS OF YOUR SUCCESS, THEN YOU'D BE SUCCESSFUL AND I WOULDN'T BE MARRIED TO A BROKE LOSER

-And then he says the only reason he hasn't dumped me is he doesn't wanna be a rando npc while Batshit Liz is on an execution spree, can you believe this bullshit? How can anyone be so hurtful??

-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA NO NO PLEASE DON'T HAVE THIS CHINCHILLA MAUL ME I'LL GIVE YOU WHATEVER YOU WANT

-How about you give me some marital advice, are you even listening?! Ugh.

That's right, while Olivia is inferno-ing the peasants, I've sicced Spainot on the nobility, specifically all those foreign diplomats that are always hanging in the reception hall, lagging up the place. We're going for the 100 interrogations achievement and we’ve installed a nice spiky torture chair right in the middle of the hall to save time! Now this is how we keep every stratum of society terrified enough to not realize that the person in charge is.. uh.. well you know:

-DANCE TO MY FIDDLE, PIRATE, DANCE!

-I AM!!!!!

-DANCE MORE ENTHUSIASTICALLY. ALL THE WAY TO THE PIT

After a couple days and several locations I feel we’re pretty close to 80 infernos!

I’d say we’ve burned a good 50-60% of the population at this point, everywhere I look I see singed townies-

-so we take this little barbecue to the palace because we’ve ran out of peasants and it’s time to start burning the foreign dignitaries. And it’s a good thing we do, because Olivia meets Nyrexis the Dragon!!!! 

Nyrexis is the human form of the dragon from a hilar quest where there’s a dragon in the kingdom and you can either befriend it or slay it, I had Bellinda befriend it:

So if you complete the befriend route of the quest, the human form of the dragon appears in town and is in love with whoever did the quest, in this case Bellinda. I am of course not about to waste Dragonfu on Bellinda’s basic ass, plus I feel Olivia is kind of a dragon with all the people she’s been burning so they have a lot in common! 

We dazzle Dragonfu with a coin trick! True magic at work.

-OMG IT WAS BEHIND MY EAR THE WHOLE TIME -I KNOW!

Good God, all of Olivia’s ‘happy’ expressions are terrifying, just don’t smile ever again, you’re too evil for it, you’re gonna scare the dragon away!

Or not!!!!

 AWWWWW 🐲❤️🔮

You know what, fuck it, let’s lock it down, when it’s right it’s right!

-Burn stuff with me forever?? -I WILL!!!!

-We are gathered here today, under threat of fiery death, to join two unholy abominations in holy matrimony. Yes, the irony is not lost on me. 

AW CONGRATS GUYS <3333 The wizard tower is so small and family un-friendly and Olivia is so unmaternal but come on, like I’m not gonna have her reproduce with a fucking dragon.

Back to Spainot, we’ve hit a slight bump, mainly that this Snordwich lord is proving fucking impossible to torture. 

-Um.. Are you enjoying this??? -Sure am, bad boy, but why don’t we take this somewhere more private already?

Wtf, stop sexually harassing the innocent person who’s torturing you! Does no one around here have any sense of humanity anymore??

-Come on, Spainot, throw some flesh-eating rodents at him! -I’M BUILDING UP TO IT, RAE, GAWD. No one likes a back-seat torturer!

-HA, who’s the loser now, Rodolfo? Rodolfo?? RODOLFO

Ya Spai I don’t know how to tell you this, but I’m pretty sure he left while you were interrogating, I haven’t seen him in like 3 days.

-WHAT. So Olivia completes one achievement and gets a dragon wife and a magic skeletal bird and I complete three and get dumped?!

Well what do you want from me, I don’t make the rules!

-YES YOU DO

Can we move on, please? And Olivia had a very rough go of it-

-she got burned in some rando quest and looked positively karma-stricken after, inferno-ing left and right while sporting this look! She deserves a magic bird!

Congrats on your success and 4 kids, Olivia! 

-I love this skeleton bird more than I thought it possible to ever love something.

-Gee, thanks mom. 

We had leftover bones so here, Spainot, you get a magic bird too.

-A bone parrot is little comfort when you’ve lost the only bone that matters! Why Rodolfo, whyyyyy!!!!!!!!!

Oh I don’t know, probably because you challenged him to duels 3 times a day?

-No, that can’t be it.

Correct me if I’m wrong, but you look like a man who has nothing to live for?

-Yea, I certainly don’t.

So you wouldn’t mind like, jumping into the pit multiple times so you can get the parts we need for the hardest achievement in game aka Legendary Doomsword?

-Rodolfo had one of those too, it was legendary and now that it’s gone I’m doomed!!!

Ok ya ENOUGH metaphors about Rodolfo’s absent penis, although they really are writing themselves. We’ll get him back! If you survive all the pit jumping that is. Join us next time for part 2: Legendary Doomsword!

[vivianweasley]

Pride and Prejudice (Chapter 3)

Summary: Your father is Lucius Malfoy’s cousin, and after the war, it was really difficult for you to find a job because of your last name. So your mother and Mrs. Weasley came up with a crazy idea. A fake marriage between you and Fred Weasley. 

In this chapter: There are some terrible gossips about your marriage with Fred in the office, but luckily Fred had an idea to cheer you up.

Pairing: Fred Weasley x Malfoy!Fem!Reader

Warnings: workplace discrimination, gossip, slight mention of dinner

Word count: 2.2k

A/N: So they finally slept on the same bed asdffgjk also special thanks to @valwritesx for the idea of the wedding ring part! I just love this idea so much asdfjgk

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“What’s this?” You were trying to decide on the clothes you’re going to wear for the first day of work when Fred came home with a little box.

“Proof that I’m a thoughtful person, too,” Fred smiled, “Open it!”

You opened it, and there was a beautiful silver ring lying in the box. A small flower was blooming at the tip of the ring, and inside the flower, there’s a little diamond. It was simple, but exquisite.

When Fred was walking home tonight, a jewelry shop caught his attention. The wedding ring displayed in the shop window reminded him that you two weren’t even wearing a wedding ring to play the part. 

He didn’t want to get you something too luxurious because it was only a fake marriage, and he didn’t want you to feel pressured, but he also didn’t want to get you something too sketchy. And that little flower ring looked perfect. He knew it would look good on your hand.

You gasped when you saw the ring, and Fred raised his left hand to show you the matching ring on his finger, “Now it looks more convincing when you go to work tomorrow.”

You slid the little flower on your ring finger. It was strange having a wedding ring sitting there, but you were also surprised that it fits your finger perfectly as if it was just supposed to be there. A warm feeling spread through your body when you realized that he was also trying to help you and keeping this arrangement in his mind. “This is beautiful! Thank you, Fred!”

“See, I told you I’m a detail-oriented person, too,” Fred boasted. But watching you beaming at him and that wedding ring shinning on your finger, he wasn’t sure if he bought it because he wanted to play his part better or just wanted you to have that wedding ring.

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Your first day of work went well. Most of the time, you were just thrilled that you finally got a job.

During the lunch break, the girl sitting next to you asked you to join them, and you happily went along. But as the conversation progressed, the topic started to move in a seemingly unavoidable direction.

“So, tell us, cause we’re all dying to know,” one of your colleagues started, “How did you and your husband meet?”

“Our parents are friends, so we met when we were little,” you replied, feeling nervous, even though you were telling the truth.

“Oh, really?” another colleague exclaimed, “Your parents were friends?”

Her reaction and tone stung you as she sounded like she was surprised that your families, the Malfoys and the Weasleys, could possibly be friends. You told yourself that you were too sensitive, that she could simply be surprised that your parents were already friends before you two got married.

But what you heard during lunch break a week later made your stomach sink. 

“I’m still finding it hard to believe that a Weasley would marry a Malfoy. What did he see in her, anyway?” You heard a woman’s voice.

“I bet she probably used amortentia on him.”

Then a man’s voice chimed in, “Oh come on! She’s a Malfoy! They can do better than amortentia. I bet she used an unforgivable curse on him.”

Their conversation ended in their laughter, but it struck you dumb. How blatantly and how easily they just assumed the worst of you only because of your last name. And the worst part was that you began to think maybe part of their accusation was actually correct? You did force Fred into this marriage, after all.

Your brain was clouded by disgust and self-doubt that the rest of the day seemed to be a blur. 

“Y/N? Earth to Y/N?” You and Fred were doing dishes together after dinner. He was cleaning the dishes with detergent, and you were supposed to rinse them. But Fred noticed that you were blanking out again when you didn’t take the plate he just handed to you.

“Yea? Oh, sorry,” you finally took the plate from his hand when his voice pulled you back to reality. 

“Y/N, what’s wrong? You seem off today.”

“Nothing,” you shook your head absent-mindedly, “I’m just thinking that...maybe we could get a divorce earlier.”

“What?” the plates clanked as one slipped from Fred’s hand, “Why?”

“It’s just that...I don’t see the point of faking it anymore. People already know the truth,” you sighed as you felt all of your emotions started pouring out, “No matter what I do, they will always assume the worst of me. So what’s the point? It never looked real, anyway.”

Fred remained silent for a few seconds, but his furrowed brows soon smoothed out as an idea came to him, “Well, then we just have to make it look more realistic!”

~

You went to work tomorrow, still having no idea what Fred was going to do. You were worried that he might do something crazy, but you also had to admit you were feeling rather excited.

The answer finally revealed itself when it’s almost the end of your work. The reception called you, saying that there’s a Mr. Weasley looking for you. 

You walked outside and saw Fred standing at the door, “Surprise, darling! Happy three years anniversary!”

You were confused at first, but you soon got his cue as you ran into his arms and exclaimed, “Merlin, Freddie! I can’t believe it’s already been three years since we started dating!”

“I’m thinking about going to your favorite restaurant tonight after you finish work. What do you say?” He said as he planted a kiss on your forehead. The kiss was so natural, and you knew it was just for show, but your face started heating up immediately.

“I-But I-I still need to finish editing this chapter that I’m working on,” you tried to act natural, but it couldn’t change the fact that a little kiss could leave you this flustered. 

Fred let out a silent laugh when he heard you stutter, “Oh, that’s okay, princess. I can wait in your office! if that’s alright?”

“Okay.” You had a feeling that this show wasn’t over yet, and you were dying to know what exactly did he have in store.

“No! I’m not doing that!” You were so glad now that your desk was in the corner, or else your coworkers would’ve heard Fred’s plan for them. “Fred, no offense, but don’t you think it’s a little bit immature?” The thought of teaching your colleagues a lesson has crossed your mind so many times. But as much as you wanted to just throw a dung bomb on them or turn them into canaries, you still wanted to approach things more maturely. 

“Oh c’mon, like those gits were mature when they made those horrible assumptions about you?”

You could tell from Fred’s tone that he was angry, and it made you feel slightly better knowing that someone actually cared, so you started caving in, “Fine. But why don’t you do it? You’re the pro.”

“Trust me. It would feel so much better if you did it yourself.” Fred could see that you’re still concerned, so he added, “Alright, how about this. For my second wish, I want you to prank those gits yourself.”

Your eyes widened. This was not how you thought he would spend his second wish. “You sure? But why?”

“Because they messed with my wife. That’s why,” he winked at you.

His expression looked playful, but his tone was serious. His words made your heart flutter and also helped you finally make up your mind.

You didn’t know how long you’ve waited to do this as you picked up your wand, pointed it at your target, and whispered, “Rictusempra.” You chose an easy, harmless tickling charm. It was simple, but it’s also embarrassing enough.

Just a few seconds later, you heard people screaming and laughing in the office. The three gossipers started scratching their bodies and jumping up and down like they were three monkeys. The office burst into laughter. 

One of them started yelling, claiming that someone has hexed them. Some people immediately turned to look at Fred since he has a notorious reputation for being a prankster. But Fred was now staring at you all lovingly as you focused on the chapter in front of you. This made the targets angrier because they knew it had something to do with you, but they just couldn’t find proof. 

The clock struck five, and you started packing up your bag unhurriedly. Fred took your bag and your hand, “Let’s go, darling.”

“Let's go, Freddie,” you smiled as you held his hand. You two walked out with your heads held high, leaving the gossipers still jumping around and having no evidence proving that you were behind this. 

When you were on your way home, your heart was still beating fast from the thrill and excitement. 

“It was fun, wasn’t it?” Fred noticed you were still very excited. 

“It was. I wish I could take a picture of their reactions and frame it,” you admitted, “Thank you, Freddie.”

“No need to thank me, love. You were the one who came up with that spell,” Fred smiled, “You are pretty good at this.”

You gasped dramatically as you put your hand on your chest, “Thank you! I’m honored.” 

Watching you laugh, Fred suddenly felt something tugging at his heartstrings. “But seriously, Y/N, are you sure you still want to work in this company?”

You paused for a few seconds, for you didn’t know how to answer this question. “Yea,” you looked down as you sighed, “where else can I go?”

“If you don’t mind, the joke shop is always looking for more staff, and I think you’re a perfect candidate.”

“I appreciate that, Fred, but I want to do this on my own.”

Fred nodded. If this were what you wanted, he’d respect that. He took your hand again. You were surprised how this simple yet intimate gesture became so natural between you two.

“What do you want for dinner?” He asked.

“Hmm...A simple home-cooked meal would be nice,” you answered. Home, a word that Fred loved hearing you say.

~

Before bed, you and Fred were brushing your teeth together. It was a simple and ordinary routine, but you were finding this moment magical. Watching your reflections in the mirror, you realized you two were moving in synch so easily and naturally. Since when did you get used to having him in your life? And since when did you start to have him on your mind? The whole day played on repeat in your mind, and all you could think about was how Fred encouraged you and lift your spirit when you needed it the most.

“Actually, you can have the bed tonight. I’ll sleep on the couch. I wanted to thank you for helping me today.” You always knew he was too tall for that couch to be comfortable, but your pride didn’t allow you to give up that bed until today when you finally found an excuse. 

“No, it’s fine. You did most of the work, anyway,” Fred shrugged.

“I have a better idea,” you heard George’s voice behind you, “How about you both sleep on the bed? It’s a very big and comfy bed if I remembered correctly.”

You felt the heat climbing up from your cheeks to the tips of your ears, but somehow you just didn’t want to let this pass. “I-I guess I’m fine with that.”

Fred’s expression froze for a moment, but a smile soon appeared on his lips, “Then I guess I’m fine with that, too.”

Sleeping next to Fred, you could hear your heart pounding in your chest. But this seemed so normal to him since you were pretty sure he fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.

This was probably the first time you got to stare at him at such a close distance and without anyone interrupting. You always knew he was good looking, but now you just found everything about him perfect. You adored how his eyes light up when he’s talking about new ideas and plans. You adored the angle of his lips when he’s smiling and when he’s saying your name. Or maybe, you just adored him.

Your eyes traced Fred’s eyes, nose, and lips, and stopped at the wedding ring sitting on his finger, stating that he’s your husband, at least just for now. Almost unknowingly, your hand reached for the ring on his hand but immediately pulled back when he let out a silent groan. 

Did he notice you staring at him? Was he awake this whole time? You buried your face in the blanket and tried to pretend you’re asleep while your heart was still beating loud in your chest. Maybe you were too good at pretending, or perhaps you were just too tired from your work and adventure today, but you soon fell asleep. 

Watching you sleeping peacefully and hearing you breathing evenly, Fred decided that this might be his favorite scene. Of course he was awake this whole time. How could he fall sleep so easily when you were lying right next to him? His left hand found yours as your wedding rings clicked together. He couldn’t help but pulled you closer and pressed a soft kiss on your forehead. 

Fred wondered, what would it feel like if you were really his wife? What would it feel like if you loved him too? But even if this was only for one year, even if this was only for one night, he felt happy and content enough just holding you like this.

(to be continued.)

Chapter 4

~

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[adhd-disaster-willie]

home is wherever you are tonight

summary: Alex and Willie are suffocating beneath their respective parental figures, so, barely 20 and scrambling to just breathe, they leave LA. And they also slow dance.

notes: this was gonna just be a like 800 word fic of them dancing but I have no self control so I ended up with this monstrosity. (also, maybe listen to apple pie by lizzy mcalpine while reading)

word count: 2,600

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“I been runnin' 'round

Try'na find a place where I can breathe

But me oh my

I found you

Under an april sky

And you feel like

City life, apple pie baked just right

Home is wherever you are tonight”

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The early morning tastes like coffee and Willie’s breath mints, gentle laughter lingering on his lips. And Alex has never been a morning person, but with the first rays of sun in his eyes and boxes crammed into every empty space in his car, he thinks that maybe he should wake up early more often.

The road seems to stretch endlessly ahead of them, but Alex can’t tell if the tension in his chest is anxiety or anticipation. Willie squeezes his hand in reassurance as he starts the car and they take a deep breath in unison, realizing it’s maybe the first time they’ve ever been able to truly breathe.

They’re several miles down the highway, shoved in between cardboard boxes and the dry August heat; and Alex’s car is cramped and smells of fast food and summer and Willie Willie Willie. Alex adjusts his grip on the steering wheel, mumbling the words to whatever song is playing on the clunky, staticky radio. The whole world seems softer, with the sun dipping just below the horizon, the last dregs of light sticking to the clouds and painting them pink. Alex sighs contentedly, a grin tugging at the ends of his lips. Willie has their hand stuck out the open window, giggling into the rushing air like it’s telling him the whole world’s secrets. And with their other hand gripped in his own, no reason to let go ever, Alex thinks that the secrets of the universe are laid right out on the dashboard for him to hold.

“What’s so funny?” Alex asks, although it’s less of a question and more a reason to hear Willie’s voice.

“We’re running away together,” Willie replies breathlessly. He laughs again, throwing his head back and stretching his arm farther out the window like he’s trying to touch the clouds.

“Well I wouldn’t quite say we’re running- oh okay.” The last part is in response to Willie putting their index finger over Alex’s lips and looking at him like he’s crazy.

“Yes we totally are. Buzzkill.”

Alex huffs, but it doesn’t hold any weight and is laced with a smile. “I’m driving, idiot. Stop- okay move your hand please.”

“Make me.”

“Willie.” Alex’s fixes a stern gaze on him, just long enough to send them into a fit of giggles before he turns back to face the road. It’s several minutes of comfortable, soft silence before Alex sighs in resignation. “I guess you can say we’re running away.”

“Ha!” Willie pumps his fist, narrowly avoiding smashing the ceiling. And really, considering the age of Alex’s rickety car, smashing would probably be the right word.

Alex raises their intertwined hands briefly. “Here’s to running away.”

“I’ll drink to that,” Willie cheers. They crinkle their nose and kiss Alex’s knuckles, hugging their hands to his chest.

“That’s…” Alex shakes off the crimson tint to his cheeks. “You’re not drinking anything.”

“Not yet,” Willie replies, waggling his eyebrows mischievously.

Willie falls asleep with the sun, something that’s baffled Alex for years. The sky is twinkling with stars and the horizon with city lights, and Willie’s curled up around a pillow, their cheek pressed against the window, breath fogging up the glass. Alex shifts slightly to turn down the music, maneuvering around cautiously to reach the knob without letting go of Willie’s hand. He can’t help from humming under his breath, it’s an older Queen song, one Alex remembers listening to with tangled headphones, huddled in the corner of the gym to avoid the atrocity of dodgeball.

“Love of my life…” Alex trails off, mouthing the lyrics. Beside him, Willie stirs slightly, mumbling something incoherent.

“Hmm?” Alex likes having conversations with a mostly asleep Willie, it’s incredibly entertaining.

“Love you more.” Eyes still closed, Willie pats Alex’s cheek and nods decidedly. “Mostest.”

“Is that so?”

“Love of my life!” Willie sings along loud and off-key, voice slurred with sleep. “M gonna love you forever.” They fall back, last bits of consciousness gone, and Alex blinks back surprised tears.

“And ever,” he finishes softly, squeezing Willie’s hand. Forever sounds nice.

The rest of the drive floats by like a spring breeze snaking through a field of long grass. Willie wakes up at some point, eats an ungodly amount of popcorn and screams the lyrics of American Idiot out the window at the bustling city, like it’s the last time he’ll ever get to hear the song. Alex can’t help but laugh loudly when a conservative looking old lady glares at them, utterly scandalized.

“I think you just ruined her night,” Alex quips with mock seriousness.

“As I should!” Willie flops back into the seat, adjusting their tangled seatbelt and looking at Alex with a lopsided grin.

Alex laughs for what’s maybe the millionth time today, and it hits him that this is the most he’s ever involuntarily smiled in a day. It’s half past 8 and he’s settled at the base of a tree with Willie perched on a branch just above his head, rambling on about color theory or something equally as confusing. The drive would’ve taken 4 hours without Willie pulling on Alex’s elbow and squealing for him to stop at everything mildly interesting, but Alex isn’t entirely complaining, even if his back is sore.

It’s odd, to be leaving LA, but Alex thinks that everyone knew he couldn’t stay there his whole life, not with the church on his drive to work and the streets full of too many people that know him too well. And maybe he didn’t like change, but it can’t be that much of a change if Willie is still there with him. Willie grounds him. So do Luke and Reggie and Julie and Flynn, but in a different way. His parents tied him to the floor, his friends root him, let him grow and have a place to come home to at the same time. And Willie? Willie is the ground. He is the soil and the curling grass to Alex’s timid tree. Willie is home, wherever they may be.

“2 miles,” Alex states, pulling gently on Willie’s ankle, letting them know that he wants to look at them. Willie hops down and Alex winces even when they land safe and sound on their feet.

“Why do you do that?” Alex questions huffily, crossing his arms over his chest.

Willie gives a half shrug. “ ‘S fun.”

“For you, maybe.”

“Hmm.” Willie drapes their arms around Alex’s neck, pulling him into into a gentle kiss. Kissing Willie feels like rain after months of drought, sun breaking through a canopy of trees, and Alex is sure that it always will, until they’re old and grey. Alex smiles against his lips, pulls apart and rests his forehead against Willie’s, biting his lip in a soft smile. “C’mon.” He clasps Willie’s hand and sticks it in the pocket of his hoodie, bumping their shoulders together. “Lets go home.”

“Home.” Willie breaks out in a grin that glows like the full moon on a clear night. “Yea.”

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The apartment complex is wedged in between a suspicious looking butchery and a quaint little antique shop with butterflies painted on the dusty windows that Alex reminds himself to take Julie to at some point, when his friends all inevitably visit in the whirlwind that they are. The pale yellow wall paint is peeling and the stairs are much more wobbly than Alex is comfortable with, but he lets out a breathless, bubbly laugh at the sight of it. His parents aren’t there, nor is Caleb, or any of the things back in LA that were suffocating them both to the point that they booked it, half-broke and with only 2 months of warning.

Alex swings their hands, looking at a very bouncy Willie with his eyes blown wide from excitement. “Hey, we’re home.”

“We’re home!” Willie grabs Alex’s face roughly, fumbling to kiss him with their hands shaking and lips curled up in a giddy beam. They settle for holding him in a crushing hug, swaying them back and forth gleefully.

“You’re excited,” Alex chuckles, brushing at his crumpled hoodie when Willie breaks away.

Willie sticks his tongue out childishly. “So are you, admit it.”

Softening, Alex cups Willie’s cheek and exhales softly. “Of course I am.” He crinkles his nose affectionately as Willie leans up to peck his cheek. “Now-” Alex stacks as many boxes as he can fit in his arms. “Lets do this.”

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It’s 2am and Alex is completely and utterly exhausted. Half the boxes are open, they unpacked most of it just looking for the air mattress. His record player is resting on the counter, there’s a pile of books in one corner and several trashbags of clothes in another. Willie is sitting crosslegged on the floor trying to work the portable air pump and scowling at the still deflated mattress like it stole his wallet.

“Y’know, you’d think they would provide some sort of instruction book,” Willie says poutingly. They fall back onto the wooden floor with an annoyed sigh.

Alex looks up from where his head is buried in his arms, sitting on the single bar stool they’d managed to fit in the car. “There was an instruction book, speed bump. You threw it out because you claimed that ‘everyone knows how to work an air pump!’”

“But I’m not everyone!” Willie whines. “You should’ve warned me.”

“I… okay.” Alex bows his head, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Lets blow up the mattress and call it a night, okay?” He lowers himself to the floor, hovering over Willie and tucking a strand of hair behind their ear. “Give me the pump, I’ll figure it out.”

“Hmm.” Willie hauls themself up, yawning loudly. They settle themselves in Alex’s lap, head tucked into his shoulder while Alex wraps his arms around them and fiddles with the mattress.

“M gonna fall sleep here,” Willie mumbles into Alex’s shoulder.

“Yea?”

“Mhm, g’night.” Willie burrows further into Alex, tucking his hands into his hoodie pockets.

Alex exhales, a fond smile tracing his face. He lifts one hand to card his fingers through Willie’s long hair, using the other to blow up the mattress. Willie groans in frustration at the loud noise and Alex has to fight a laugh.

“Alright get up, we have to- Willie.” Willie’s latched himself onto Alex like some sort of leech, pretending to be asleep despite the soft giggling escaping his lips.

“William,” Alex says, snickering. Willie doesn’t budge. “Pretty boy,” Alex tries. That always works.

Willie melts, lifting their head and flushing bright red. “Stop taking advantage of me,” He grumbles as he stands, pulling Alex up with him.

“Stop letting me,” Alex retorts with a teasing chuckle.

But instead of flopping unceremoniously onto the mattress like Alex expects, Willie pads tentatively to the wide window facing the flickering city and lets out a breath of awe. He hugs himself firmly, brushing his thumb over his bicep. Alex approaches them and snakes his arms around their torso, perching his chin on their shoulder and humming in question.

“I’m okay,” Willie answers the unspoken question, nudging Alex’s head lightly. “It’s just overwhelming but like…” he pauses, eyebrow furrowed in thought. “In a good way. It’s a lot, but it’s all good.”

Alex nods in understanding. “Yea, I agree.” He intertwines their fingers, rocking back and forth. “Lots of good.” He presses a kiss to the top of Willie’s head, lingering for a moment to relish in his presence.

“It’s beautiful,” Willie remarks, eyes raking over the bright city lights. It looks so distant and yet so familiar at the same time.

“You’ve seen the city a million times.”

“Ok, but this is a different city,” Willie responds. It’s true. It’s like the same puzzle with all the pieces arranged differently, except for one in the middle that the whole rest of the world revolves around.

Willie wriggles in Alex’s grip and spins around, tossing their arms over his shoulders and fidgeting with the hood of his sweatshirt. “Dance with me,” he says, voice soft and silvery, a whisper of cloud waltzing across the moon. Alex raises a doubtful eyebrow.

“You wanna dance… Willie, we’re exhausted.”

“No, no, no,” Willie shakes his head slowly, eyes squeezed shut for a moment. “Just-” They settle one hand one Alex’s shoulder and the other on his hip. Humming a gentle, lilting tune, they begin swaying side to side, drumming his fingers to a beat only in his head. “Dance with me.” He presses an idle kiss to Alex’s lips, chapped from the wind and laced with fresh apples . “Please.”

Alex hums in consideration, moving Willie’s hands to hold them in his own. “One second.” He ducks out of Willie’s arms, earning a squeak of protest.

Alex has had his record player for years now, Ray gave it to him as a Christmas present when he was 15 and he definitely cried. He’d gone through 3 boxes packing his records and Willie had looked… mildly concerned. But ha, who’s laughing now? The vinyl starts, popping occasionally in the way that makes Alex giggle with joy. Alex steps back proudly, floating back over to Willie and mimicking their previous position, one hand on their hip and the other on their shoulder. Willie smiles fondly at the song choice, Apple Pie by Lizzy Mcalpine, though he knows that nothing else would’ve fit.

“Remember the first time we listened to this song together?” Alex asks as Willie stumbles over his feet.

Willie nods. “Course I do, hotdog. You got sooo blushy.”

Alex shrugs nonchalantly. “Well, you kissed me so it worked out.”

“It did,” Willie whispers.

Alex spins them messily, laughing aloud when they slam into his chest without warning. "Very graceful," he remarks sarcastically.

Willie scrunches his face affectionately, pecking the tip of Alex's nose, singing gently as he draws back. "Home is wherever you are tonight."

It’s a tender moment, until Willie steps on Alex’s foot and snickers an apology. “Oops-”

“Ow, Willie. You don’t know how to slow dance do you?” Alex teases.

“Ok-”

Alex sighs warmly, god sometimes all the feelings were just so big and overwhelming. “Just, c'mere-” He draws Willie closer to him, embracing them like he’s the only thing in the world. And maybe, for the moment, he is. Willie tucks his head into Alex’s shoulder, breathing in his scent, lavender and dust; and Alex follows suit. His eyes flutter shut and he hums contentedly, heart giving a leap at the sheer domesticity of dancing in the empty living room in their pajamas, Willie tracing slow, sleepy circles on his back.

They’re hardly dancing anymore, really, wrapped up in each other like the sea and the shore at high tide, swaying to their synced heartbeats. The unfamiliar walls and creaky floorboards, cold beneath their socked feet, suddenly begin to look like home beneath all the strangeness and Alex can’t help but grin.

Alex’s home is in the crook of Willie’s neck and the light curve of his spine; the scent of rainstorms and cotton holding him close like he’s prone to break. And perhaps one day he will break, fall apart in Willie’s arms. But with the scratchy record humming in the background, and Willie’s body melting into his own, he thinks that their arms would be the best place to fall apart in.

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art i made :)))

[smutandfluffohmy]

His Sweater #5

From: Smutandfluffohmy Pairing: George Weasley X Slytherin!Reader A/N: Sorry this is short and WAY behind schedule. I recently moved and I think the house is haunted so that’s fun + I had this written out with all the dialogue and my brain kept shutting down and the other parts.

Wait! Read it from the start! (Part 1) Everything is better in pairs (Part 2) The (golden) trilogy (Part 3) How far will we go? (Part 4)

The bell over the door announced my arrival. George and Fred looked over from the display in front of them, George’s face lit up a he signaled me over. “Great you’re here! Can you please tell Fred that a bed design for the love potions is a bad idea.” George said pointing at the drawn out plans they had in front of them, the unmistakable smell of amortentia filled my nose. All I could smell was George and to my annoyance Fred as well, this is solely do to his obnoxiously close proximity to me and not because I liked him as anything more than a friend.

I turned from the design to my boyfriend then to Fred who for a brief moment had hope I would side with him. He thought the idea was funny and clever. “It’s a terrible idea Fred.” I said looking up at him, his brief moment of hope now long gone.

Grunting Fred turned away from the two of you “Yea I reckon if I was shagging her she’d agree with me too” he mumbled under his breathe a bit cross that now instead of a bed it would be something of a water fountain to display the love potion.

“Maybe get better taste and I’ll agree with you.” I said calling out to him as he continued to move things around the shop, flipping me off in the process.

George laughed taking my hand in his and tugging me along behind him “Come let me show you around” Dragging me up stairs I had to be careful not to trip over the various things that were laid on the floor, after all I didn’t know what would explode or burn half my hair off. “This is where we are going to put the explosives.” George said pointing at a stack of boxes labeled with unreadable handwriting I we're sure to belonged to Fred.

“How much for the canary creams Mr. Weasley?”

Leaning against the railing George smiled at me “I reckon a night together will cover all your costs.” he said winking.

A loud throw up sound came from behind me making me jump slightly “OI people can hear you!” Fred said carrying a box in his hands “Bloody disgusting kids these days” He said shaking his head walking in between the two of you, I wondered who Fred fancied and if I could set them up. Or perhaps get him a new hobby, something to keep him busy long enough to get some alone time with George.  “Come on we should get going” Fred shouted at George beckoning him to hurry up.

I looked from Fred to George “To where?” I asked.

George huffed remembering the plans for today “We got to finish up some things for the shop.” he said rolling his eyes at the thought of it “Want to come with?” he said with a smile although he was sure he already knew my answer.

They put down the money for the shop but they still had to sign things like the name copyright etc. etc. no matter how many times George explained it to me I couldn’t help but be bored at the mention of wizard legalities “To sit in a stuffy room and discuss business transactions? Oh how could I turn that down?” I said back to him with the same smile.

“Fair enough” George laughed kissing my forehead.

Fred threw a heavy instruction manual at me, the sound it made as it made its way through the air let me know that it was going to hurt. George grabbed the manual before it hit me straight in the face, I’ve seen him play quidditch matches plenty of times but something about him saving me from a split lip made my heart jump.  “Here you can read the instructions while we’re gone!” Fred shouted not even turning to see where the manual landed.

George offered me the manual that I accepted with a smile thanking him silently. Reading the cover I started flipping through the complexly simple instructions “We live in the Wizarding world and you bought from Ikea!” I said looking from George to the back of Fred’s head.

“You’re brilliant you’ll figure it out!” Fred shouted as he dragged George along looking at the time wondering if they would be late.I waved bye at George as Fred dragged him past the store windows that were still bare.

“Oh!”I heard from the busy streets, George knocked on the window to get my attention “Is dropping by!” He shouted.

I scrunched my eyebrows, pointing at my ears to tell him I didn't hear “Who?” you shouted back.

“E- -O-A-N” He shouted enunciating his words which only left me more confused, before I could ask him again Fred popped along side George grabbing him.

“Furry!” Fred said dragging him along.

I was left there wondering what he meant but no way to knowing, hopefully it was nothing of importance. The pieces were spread out as I got to working on putting it together. Flipping through the manual I wondered if I could use my wand to build this but knew that if I did the ministry could come knocking for using magic on muggle items. I was so lost in thought that I didn’t hear the bell ring on the front door.

“Oi why do I know you?” a voice said from behind me startling me making me drop the screws I had in my hand.

“Merlin’s beard hasn’t anyone ever told you that sneaking up on people is rude?” I said putting my hand over my chest trying to calm down, this must be who was dropping by.

He looked at me intently “Sorry. But why do you look so familiar?” he said trying to figure out why he knew me.

Shrugging my shoulders, there wasn’t many places I went it was home, Hogwarts, home, hanging out with George and Fred, Hogwarts and it was all a continuous cycle even after putting school “I don’t know? Did you go to Hogwarts?” I asked. 

His face lit up at the mention of Hogwarts “Yes! What house were you in? Wait let me guess.” He said squinting at you, sitting next to me to get a closer look at me  “Not Gryffindor I knew everyone there. Hmmm you don’t seem the Hufflepuff type. Ravenclaw?” He said confidently.

“You’d make a bloody awful sorting hat. I was in Slytherin” I said emphasizing on ‘was’ because although I weren't ashamed of my old house I was also not in the particular mood to defend it.

He scoffed at me “A Slytherin huh? Birds got George under some spell.” He mumbled sliding away from me.

“The bird can hear you!” I said huffing grabbing the manual pretending to read through it.

“That’s why I said it!” He said rolling his eyes at me “Say how did your kind get in hoots with George and Fred?” he asked stretching his legs in front of him, his jeans more than likely getting dirt on the floor I was more than certain Fred and George didn't clean.

I looked from his jeans to him “My kind?” You asked cocking an eyebrow at him.

“You know” He said doing snake motions with his hands, putting his hands down as he pushed up his sleeves.

“And what’s wrong with” I said doing the same snake motions back at him. I couldn’t believe I was sitting on a more than likely dirty floor arguing about a school house.

He made a dismissing hand motion “You know. You lot are You-know-whos harem.” He said with ease but looking at me intensely to see any reaction, even the slightest of one.

I harshly kicked the sole of his shoe causing his to stop laying on his hands and moved to crossing his legs “You're as daft as you look” I said pointing at him with thee screwdriver I held in my hand.

“Well that’s what everyone says about Slytherin.” He said pushing the screwdriver away from being pointed at him with his finger.

“You know what they say about Gryffindor?” I said placing the screwdriver down next to me harshly, making a loud noise as it hit the hardwood floor.

“Yea that we’re awesome!” He said scoffing with a smile, not seeing how they could say anything negative at them.

“No that you lot just stand around in your common room in a big circle jerk” I said tightly screwing on a nail, making the wood make a slight noise letting me know that I can’t keep going unless I wanted the wood to split.

He laughed “Maybe if you’re lucky we'll invite you to the next one” He said giving me a big smile. Were all Gryffindor’s this frustrating? 

“Sniffling idiot.” I scoffed at him, debating on just getting up and leaving.

He shrugged leaning back on his hands, looking at me “I just tell it how it is.” he said simply, as if he just didn't insult me.

“This is why people don’t like Gryffindors” I said, becoming overly aware I was on the verge of bickering.

“You like them enough to be snogging one.” He shot back, the bickering line had been crossed but at least it wasn’t me the one that crossed it.

“Touché.” I sighed unable to deny it  “Y/n. Y/l/n.” I said stretching out my hand to him.

He took my hand and shook it “Lee. Jordan.” he said.

Right that’s why his voice sounded so familiar, he did Quidditch commentary the entire time we were at Hogwarts. “Didn't you use to carry a giant spider around?”

“Tarantula. And yes Ned comes with me everywhere.” He corrected me, I should also tell him I liked his Quidditch commentary but something told me that if I mentioned Quidditch he wouldn’t stop talking.

However the only thing I could say was “Cool.” I didn’t know enough about spiders to talk about them and frankly I was scared he would take it out of his pocket if I showed any interest “Want to help me build an Ikea shelf?” I offered point at all the spread out pieces on the floor. 

“Brilliant idea but I’m afraid I don’t want to.” He smiled laying down on the floor besides the pieces. I laughed sitting opposite to him and began trying to assemble it. The two of you began talking and either of you often wondered why you weren't friends in school but then he would mention Gryffindor or I would mention one of the younger Slytherins I would tutor and the unspoken question got a loud answer.

The bell above the door rang, causing Lee and I to look over to be met with two overly tall and overly happy red head. “Great you guys met!” George said walking over to the two of you.

Lee smiled side hugging me like he’s known me for years, and somewhere inside me I kind of felt the same way “I like her she’s got spunk.” He said looking up at George.

“Get your own girlfriend Lee” George said extending a hand to me, that I gladly took.

Lee shook his head, his hair bouncing around his face “I make no promises!” He looked up at George, catching a glimpse of the other red head “Fred! Mate long time no see!”He shouted jumping to his feet.

Fred looked at the shelf halfway assembled laying on the floor “I reckon the Ikea shelf didn’t get finished?” He shouted.

Lee let out a loud laugh “Sorry I was too busy charming her away from you!” He said looking back at George.

“Bugger off.”He laughed flipping Lee off playfully, pulling me into his arms squeezing me tightly but lovingly as my nose pressed against his chest. “Was he really charming you?” He asked looking down at me, for a second a pang of insecurity filled him. He’s always been second to Fred could it bee possible to be second to his friend this time?

“Oh yes immensely, I’m rather smitten by him now.” I smiled up at George playing with the collar of his sweater and for a brief moment he forgot all of his doubts .

George smiled down at me “Before you go running off with Lee I have something I wanted to ask you.” He said rubbing a stray eyelash off my cheek. “Can you be my plus one to my brothers wedding?”

“Lee finally proposed to Fred?”I smiled looking over my shoulder to look at the two boys running around the store.

George laughed “Not yet and not him” he said shaking his head.

“Ron!?”

George let out a loud laugh that caught me by surprise “Ha I don’t think there's enough Firewhisky in the world for that to happen. But no it’s Bill and Fleurs wedding.” he said between laughter.

I looked up at him confused trying to remember where I’ve heard that name before. I was positive I’ve heard the name Fleur before but couldn’t remember why or where. “Fleur? Oh the girl that competed in the tri-wizard tournament?” I asked George hoping I was right.

He nodded “The one and only.So will you go?” He asked playing with the cuffs of my sleeves worried that I might say no and he was going to have to sit alone at his brothers wedding.

I scrunched up my face pretending to think about it “Hmm I’m going to be busy that day but I think I can squeeze you in.” I said standing on my tiptoes stretching to give him a kiss on the lips which caused George to stand taller making me stretch more. Grabbing him by his collar I dragged him down to my height kissing him softly on the lips.

“Oi stop that. You see what I have to deal with?” Fred shouted, turning to Lee pointing at us to make sure he was seeing what he had to deal with everyday. Admittedly George and I keep trying to sneak away from him but somehow he always finds us.

“The audacity!” Lee said laughing as he helped Fred look for something inside a couple of boxes.