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sweetiecutie · 1 year

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Pairing: husband! Tom Riddle x fem! wife! Reader

Warnings: NSFW, kinda public sex but there’s no one around, fluff!!, kinda domestic and soft, inaccurate bc there’s no way sexy two pieces existed back in the 1950’s💀, once again my horrible knowledge of basic grammar

A/n: really felt like writing lil something for hubby Tom🥰 Sorry for disappearing for such a long period, I have lots of cool ideas and drafts but my adhd never allows me to finish any on them;( Anyways, wish you a very pleasant reading and hope you enjoy💖

It was a sultry sunny day, the kind you experience in the middle of September, when calendar summer is already gone but the sun still gladdened people with last warm days.

It took you only a few days of bothering and fake accusation of not loving you to convince your husband Tom to finally take a day off from his job at ‘Borgin and Burkes’ and go have some fun together on a beach. He was grumpy and pouty for the first half an hour, but then seemed to accept his fate, indulging your little whims and wishes.

You didn’t manage to talk him into taking a swim together, no matter how hard you tried, but Tom did, eventually, took his shoes off and rolled up the cuffs of his trousers, standing ankles-deep into warm sea water, watching you dive and dork around in salty waves.

You were currently laying on your side on a soft picknick blanket facing Tom, left arm bent in elbow, head propped up on your hand, your eyes lazily wandering all over your husband’s side profile. He was laying on his back right next to you, arms thrown behind his head, nape resting on his palms.

Tom had changed. The juvenile plushness was long gone from his cheeks, instead leaving place for his sharp jawline and protuberant cheekbones. His hair was a slightest bit longer than it used to be during your school years, framing his pale face in dark silky waves. You noticed how he was nibbling on the inside of his bottom lip ever so slightly - a telltale sign that Tom was thinking intensely about something faraway. You fought the urge to trace the outline of his nose with gentle fingertips, knowing perfectly well how grouchy and whiny he’ll get at this action.

Your eyes wandered lower, taking in his outfit - even despite the scorching sun and high air temperature Tom refused to ditch his usual suit trousers and, this time, baby-blue shirt - instead opting to undo quite a few buttons, allowing a generous view on his pale chest.

A sudden idea visited your mind so you sat up from your semi-lying position, throwing one leg over Tom’s hips, settling yourself atop his pelvis comfortably. Your nimble fingers ran up his chest, caressing exposed areas of his skin with tender touches, all the way to his face, cradling it softly in your hands; you leaned down to scatter small kisses all over his cheeks, nose and lips.

- Y/n, what are you doing? - Tom chided you softly, the corners of his lips tugging up in slightest of smiles, even though it was pretty obvious that he was unpleased with you interrupting his thoughts.

- Trying to seduce you, - you replied stoically, not a hint of embarrassment nor unease could be heard in your purring voice.

- Right here? - Tom asked, you could hear his voice rising just a slightest bit, giving out his astonishment.

- Yeah, why not? - you said offhandedly, your lips stretching in a cheeky smile, gazing down at your husband mischievously.

- What if someone sees us? - Tom rose yet another question, cocking one of his perfect eyebrows at you.

You made a show of looking around the deserted beach, not spotting a single soul being around; not only this place was secluded by dangerously high cliffs, making it extremely hard for reaching, but also the fact that it was Wednesday - a middle of a working week - reduced chances of anyone being around to zero.

You brought your sight back to Tom, shrugging your shoulders theatrically:

- I can’t see nor hear anyone, Tommy. - one of your hands reached behind your back, gripping on the straps of your two-piece swimming suit, tugging on it slowly, un-doing the tight knot. You didn’t bother to untie the second knot on your neck, instead deciding to pull the bra off over your head, throwing it teasingly on top of your husband’s chest. - I think you’re just being a buzzkill that you are, Riddle.

You made an accent on the last word, watching Tom’s eyes wander to your now exposed tits, noticing your hardened from still unpleasantly damp fabric of your bra nipples. You cupped your breasts, pinching your nubs with thumbs and index fingers, all while slightly rocking your hips against Tom’s clothed groin, sighing erotically at the slight friction it created against your clit.

You repeated your movements a few more times, circling and swaying your hips so sensually, putting more pressure into your thrusts, increasing a pleasant feeling against both your sexes. You peeked down at Tom through your eyelashes, noting the way his chiseled jaw clenched, his dark eyes never leaving your perfect body.

You smiled widely at his hungry stare, leaning down to place a soft kiss on his chopped from salty sea wind lips - he kissed you back almost immediately. Tom’s hands came from under his nape, picking your bra from his chest and tossing it aside before coming to rest on your waist, thumbs pressing gentle circles into your heated skin.

His slim fingers wandered all over your body, eventually reaching your plushy thighs - rough fingertips glided up and down your skin, rising herds of goosebumps in their wake, stopping on your ass, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

You could feel Tom’s dick hardening at your simple manipulations, his bulge growing noticeably bigger in his pants, rubbing against your soft ass with every smallest move you made. You didn’t bother taking Tom’s trousers off, just undoing his zipper and pulling his semi-hard dick out of his underwear. You wrapped your fingers around his shaft, pumping it slowly a few times, your eyes never breaking an eye contact.

You straightened up, standing on your knees; you struggled quite a bit while taking off your bottoms, since this position wasn’t the most comfortable. You heard Tom muttering quiet ‘oh god’ under his breath in feigned annoyance, obviously teasing you, for which you lightly smacked him on the chest.

Once done and completely naked you slightly scooted forward so that your awaiting pussy was hovering right above Tom’s heavy cock. You gave him a few more jerks before leading it to your slicked folds, sliding them along his throbbing shaft, properly slicking him up with your juices. After a few more moments you aligned his swollen tip with your pulsing entrance, lowering your hips slowly, gently sinking onto his length. A satisfied sigh left both of you once Tom was fully buried inside of your quivering warmth, your ass pressed tightly against his thighs.

His broad hands came to rest on the swell of your hips, molding and playing with soft flesh in between his long fingers. You let out a small whimper as you could feel Tom’s cock stuffing you full, his tip was pressed against your cervix so deliciously, all along with a pleasant stretch on your plushy walls.

You rose your hips carefully, still adjusting to your current position, sliding off half of his length, and sank back down onto his cock, providing such desired friction. You watched his adam’s apple bob as Tom swallowed heavily, and you repeated your actions a few more times, until you found a comfortable rhythm, impaling yourself over and over again on his steady cock.

Your hands came to rest on Tom’s chest, supporting yourself against his body, back arching at the pleasant feeling of his dick grazing all the right spots inside of your throbbing pussy. Soft moans spilled out of your lips as one of Tom’s hands went down to play with your clit, skillfully circling and massaging swollen nub with the tips of his fingers. Your head lolled back, a loud cry of your husband’s name rolled off your tongue as you quickened the pace of your thrusts, rocking against him so passionately.

Tom rested one hand on your nape, putting a bit of pressure into his touch, indicating for you to lean down. You did so, lowering your torso until your chest was pressed flush against his; your lips found his in a matter of moments, connecting in a fervid kiss, his tongue slithering into your mouth, making you gasp in surprise.

Your loud moan was swallowed by Tom’s greedy mouth as he unexpectedly thrusted his hips up into your perfect squelching pussy from underneath; his free hand was gripping onto your waist tightly, fixating you into this position. You broke your kiss, burying your flushed face into the crook of his neck as his hips picked up a quick pace, fucking your pussy raw with his throbbing cock.

- Yeah? You like that, you little minx? - Tom rasped into your ear, his lips brushed against your ear shell, making you tremble slightly. You nodded your head ‘yes’ fervently, leaving open-mouthed kisses all over the side of his neck.

- I love it so much, Tommy. Please, don’t stop, please, please, - you babbled out incoherently, your mind hazed and barely working from intense pleasure rolling through your body in waves.

Tom slid his hand from your nape and along your spine, all the way down to your jiggly ass, especially relishing to grab and mold your pliable flesh with his fingers. The hard, smooth strokes of his cock inside your slicked pussy caused ecstasy to well up inside you, your body prickling, almost painfully, in foretaste of a nearing orgasm.

Your hands grabbed on Tom’s biceps, you could feel his muscles flexing underneath your touch. You bit down onto his shoulder, eliciting a quiet hiss from the man underneath you, knowing how much he disliked when you left hickeys in such obvious places. His hand left your waist to slide in between your pressed bodies, fingers finding your clit, rubbing tight circles onto it, bringing you closer and closer to your orgasm.

- Tom, ‘m gonna cum, ‘m gonna cum, please don’t stop, - you mumbled into his skin, hot and bothered, and you felt him nod at your words, his hips picking up faster pace, snapping loudly against your pliant body.

White stars hit your vision, as you felt your orgasm rippling through your trembling form, setting every nerve in your body on fire in intense pleasure. You didn’t register all the moans and pleadings slipping past your lips as you babbled in your euphoria, your quivering pussy along with dirty words only brought Tom closer to his own release.

Tom followed you soon enough, cumming with a groan and a low moan of your name, dumping his thick load deep inside of you. You laid rigid atop him, both of you trying to catch your breaths, listening to the soft whisper of wind and sea. Surprisingly, Tom was the one who broke the comfortable silence:

- A few more moments and I’d go deaf on one ear, - Tom commented and you didn’t understand what he was talking about. It took you a few moments to realize that all this time you were moaning and screaming uncontrollably mere centimeters away from his ear, surely causing a lot of discomfort, especially knowing how sensitive man was to any sort of noises.

You chuckle airily, muttering quiet ‘sorry, darling’ under your breath, your hand going up to comb your fingers through his silky, now knotted, hair, massaging his scalp lovingly.

Dragging Tom all the way here was definitely a good decision.

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hoshi-y · 1 year

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Always Forever

Genre : Fluff

Characters : Yugi Amane, Yugi Tsukasa

TW : none

A/N : Happy burthday to my most favorite twin boys in the world, Man to think I'd finally be able to like celebrate their birthday, cause I still remember back then before they released their birthday I would always debunk when it was HAHA

Again, Happy Birthday to these two, they have helped me alot during my worst love them 💗

I hope you enjoy 💗

You and Me [★]

Today was the day

It was the twins birthday!

they had this HUUGGEE Birthday bash at a fancy restaurant

Not too fancy tho, like the outdoor fancy restaurants one

While celebrating, you took Tsukasa aside to have him open up your seperate gift for him

You got one for his twin too dont worry, dont come at me

He has ALWAYS wanted this controller set he saw off of Insta

He said that it was limited edition, thats why its expensive

You took a painfully large amount out of your savings and allowance to get him this

and for the first time, he doesn't have his excited and hyper expression

he had a more, shocked look

He knew how expensive these were

and he actually felt bad

"Surprise! I know how much you wanted these.. So I saved up and got it for you! Do you like it?" You were really excited to see his reaction

but nothing came out of his mouth

Oh no.. Did he not like your gift? But he would always talk about it to you..

"Tsu.. Are you alright? Do you.. not like the gift?" He finally snapped back to reality and held the box close to him "[F/N].. these are really expensive and I feel bad having you buy these for me.. And like? I LOVE it.. Thank you so much.." He brought you into a big and warm hug

After the celebration, the parents still wanted to have coffee with everyone so they went back to their house

But you and Tsukasa? You two were having fun in his room playing video games with the controllers you got him for his birthday..

Always Forever [★]

You were invited to the Twins birthday to this amazing beach resort!

I mean you needed to go it was your boyfriend and his brothers birthday

and when theres a pool in the picture man you just HAD to go

You prayed to heaven that Amane would like the gift you bought for him

buy according to him he'd take anything you give him

but that didn't stop you

do you wanna know what you got him?

no way, jk you're the reader you need to know

You got him this Moon Lamp, it was a bit pricey but you bought it anyways

You also got him these bluetooth headphones he had been eyeing for awhile now!

RIP wallet

You got him two seperate gifts, one with the genuine one and one where he had to open infront of everyone

you wanted to see his reaction up close

So with the seperate one you got him plushie

I know a little boring but hey in your defense it was also a little pricey

Again RIP money

So when that was over, while everyone was busy doing their own thing

you pulled Amane away from the crowd and gave your actual gift to him ❤️

You looked around, none of his and your parents are around

"Hey, what did you wanna talk about love? that needed to be this large of a distance with everyone? Ohh~ you wanted a some alone time with the birthday boy huh?~" He leaned closer but your excitement made you a little bold

"That yes, I did wanted some alone time with you" Ah, a standing cherry

You giggled "Amanee~ I want to give you something" He raised his eyebrow "Another surprise? Is it another plushie so it can have a partner? If so I'm naming it [F/N]"

"No you dork—" You went and grab his gift to him behind a rock and walked back to him "Happy Birthday Amane, open it up" You carefully handed him his gift and he was shocked

Amane slowly unwrapped his gift and it almost made him tear up

And you had all of that on camera lmao

"Love.. how'd you know?" He took out the box of the Moon Lamp in it

"Well.. I always see you so late at night sitting at your window looking at the moon.. So.. here you go, So you don't have to sit out in the cold you dummy you might get a cold" You flicked his forehead and he laughed

"You also got me those headphones that I wanted.. Love how much money did you spend on these?.."

"Not telling you"

He chuckled and set the two items back into the box and gave you a big hug

"I love it.. So much, Thank you [F/N] I'll make sure to take good care of it" You looked back at him, he had little tears on his eyes

"Oh.. Amane.."

"I'm sorry I'm just really happy with what you got me, It surprised me" He chuckled

"Sooooooo can I have that plushie back?"

"Not a chance it smells like you I'm keeping it"

"Eehhh??" He laughed

so precious 😞😞 happy birthday my loves

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tsugua-rebmetpes · 3 years

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101 Cute dates & bucket list

Little fire pit on the beach (middle of the night, private)

Toasting marshmallows & making cute smores

Observing the night sky through a telescope together / watch the stars on a clear sky in the middle of no where

A midnight dip in water (lake, ocean, etc. As long as it's safe)

Skinny dip under a full moon & to kiss passionately on a platform on the lake

To go on a small camping trip just the two of us

To visit the candy shop and pick each other's candy bags for only us to share them between us anyway

Getting crepes with you and eating them side by side

Taking you lingerie shopping so you can see the outfit as I buy it and the level of excite I know you have knowing you'll get to tear it off later

Sharing a bath with you (where we both fit comfortably or just tucked in a little where we can laugh about it)

Baking cookies so we can have them with our coffee in the morning

Taking you to a coffee roaster hut so you can experience amazing coffee

Going to a little tea house & plantation so we can support local business and enjoy the joys of freshly brewed tea

Picking what the other person must eat off the menu at a new venue / a place we've never been to before

Throwing a dart on a map and going to where ever it lands for a small holiday / trip (could be a city map, regional, state, national or global)

Decorating and making a floating lantern to release into the night sky (a la tangle)

Icing biscuits to look like things we like (e.g. ourselves, frogs or whatever your heart desires)

Smooshing whipped cream onto your nose and kissing/licking it off ♡

Making something together in a pottery class for ourselves n one another

Volunteering at a farm to help around (muster, harvest, etc.)

Go fruit picking together recreationally

Go to as many different distilleries and breweries as we can

Try to make bread together

Have our own Minecraft world together

Complete stardew valley & cattails ♡

Take a cooking/pastry lesson

Take Polaroid photos of our time together (on a trip or small adventure)

Go for a little hike together

Go swim in a little unknown ish water hole and push boundaries of comfort

Go to a cinema late at night (last screening of the evening, maybe wear matching pajamas) and buy popcorn / sneak snacks in. Cuddle in the cinema and watch a cute film together (be one of the only people in the cinema)

Have s/o read my favourite book to me aloud before bed time

Make jam & preserve food items & dry ingredients to make tea, etc.

Make chocolates for you (home made)

Grow my own flowers for us to admire

Start a small veggie patch & harvest our own produce to have a "self sufficient" dinner night

Volunteer at an animal shelter

Go to a farmer's market together / local fruit market and buy ingredients we will make into a meal together that evening

Become animal foster parents & successfully get our lil foster a fur-ever home

Do a hot food challenge or some sort of food challenge together

Go to a day spa for a "couple's retreat"

Make your favourite food (lasagne) on your birthday 🥰 / a random day

Steal a shopping trolly and race around an abandon area of the car park thinking we are in go karts & take photos

Dress up as the cool ghosts in the "blanket ghost" trend and take cute photos in odd locations

Explore an abandoned building together and theorize about the past / research about it

Have a little picnic in a field / park

Take a dance lesson together (ballroom) and be clumsily cute on trying something "new"

Sleep next to you & wake up beside you 🥺

Make your lunch for work & wake up early to make an awesome meal!

Make a random meal really late in the evening spontaneously to satisfy a craving

Have a new years kiss

Look at Christmas lights on houses together

Watch all the Harry Potter movies one after another together

Finish a series that either person is interested more initially in but both like towards the end

Do a cute skincare date! (Face masks)

Go to a food festival and try as much food as we can, get creative - pick the other's meals out to switch it up a little

Go paint balling together and try it out (even if I may not be as good as you. :< I'll try!!)

Try laser tag if paint ball doesn't go so well, feel free to invite friends to both events for more fun :) or go karting (something I've never done before)

Go horse riding together sometime

Cook with a campfire / burring our food in the ground for it to cook (Like damper)

Volunteer to plant trees

Become regulars at a small bar

Play pool/billards together

Check out a timezone arcade and play as much as we can :3 see how many prizes we can win and be merry

Have a board game night (catan, uno, monopoly, dnd etc.) Together with friends or strangers

Visit movie world (theme park) and dress up a little! / usj / Disneyland

Play pinball and we swap between balls to see how far we can go together!!!

Have a little date with the power off (candles, moon lit dinner, board games and no electronics! Be cute and creative)

Donate blood, with moral support or together :3

Go foraging for edible fruits, vegetables, etc. And make a meal out of it :3 research and have fun

Make a little stone tower together and take a photo of the creation (balancing stones)

Plant sunflowers and look after them for a whole season ♡ alternatively pick said flowers when ripe and give them as a gift to love ones

Do a Lego / puzzle set together ♡♡

Capture a little froggy and set him free (clean him up and take him to somewhere safe)

Watch horror films or movies we haven't seen before even if it's silly (.e.g the room )

Visit an aquarium and stare at the little jellies in the jelly room

Go to see a musical, play or ballet together 🥰

Dress up and go on a spontaneous date around town, over dressed for the occasion but having fun

Sunset and nibbles planned date 🥺

Go on a theme crawl, e.g. coffee, tea, wine, pub, cocktail, ramen, etc.

rent bikes to travel around on whilst doing a theme crawl

Dinner theatre or dinner murder mystery event together! Something a little less tame and wacky but still just as fun (something I've never done before)

escape room (challenge ourselves to do it within the time set!)

Ice skate together, trip & fall and catch one another on the ice being cute (maybe rent the kiddy pusher to help you out and be dorks)

Mosh and go to A small band performing concert together / go to A concert for an artist one or both like

Hot air balloon ride ^-^ (waking up early and having our own "Up" moment)

Ride in a helicopter one day to see the world like the birds that fly in the sky

Buy a plant or two at a nursery and take them home to look after

Go roller skating, reliving our teenage years with a limited budget, eat old skool candy and slushies.

Surprise birthday party

Outdoor cinema, watch a film on a projector and have fun on some outdoor cushions

Have a little boho tent and lunch date set up as a surprise

Dance under the moonlight and shining stars together just swaying and holding one another

Overnight at a bed & breakfast together, sleep in and enjoy breakfast in bed whilst away from phones

Have a little bonfire moment at home, write down your deepest desire, secrets, fears and burn them

Take a personality test together just to see the results

Read books in a little book cafe & drink our favourite drinks whilst snuggled up in a book nook

Do a little tarot reading & see a psychic or medium

Raise a pet together

Buy some helium balloons & change our voices whilst doing something (e.g. a speak type board game)

Wake up with you kissing me / wake you up with kisses

Plan a vacation together

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gaarasgirlfriend · 4 years

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beach day with the bnha boys

oh to go to the beach with a cute anime boy😔 hope you guys enjoy!!

midoriya izuku

this boy is so excited to spend some time with you at the beach!! he double checked that he packed sunscreen, a towel, and an umbrella!!

when you guys finally get to the beach he’s literally smiling so much because it’s so nice outside and he’s so excited to have a nice beach day with you!!

so after picking your spot and settling down, he’s watching the water

“y/n-chan look at how blue the wa-“ his voice suddenly dies down when he looks over to see you taking off your shirt and shorts

his face immediately erupts in red and he finds himself gulping

the way you look in that bikini has him so embarrassed!! he thinks you look so beautiful and he whimpers a bit when his eyes trail down to see your curves. how’d he score a s/o as beautiful as you??

“c’mon izuku!! let’s go!!” you’d say, dragging him forward before he cried out, “w-what about s-sunscreen?”

“oh yeah! i almost forgot about that, good thing you remembered!”

his face would get even more red as he saw you put the sunscreen all over your body, averted his eyes when you put some on your chest

“hey could you get my back?” you smiled sweetly to him

he gulped but nodded, “o-of course!”

and so, with trembling hands, he put sunscreen on your back and relished in the feeling of your soft skin under his calloused, rough hands.

if you have a small groan because of the way he was massaging you this poor boy would probably combust

“huh? izuku are you alright?”

covering up his nosebleed, he would give you a thumbs up sign, “y-yes, lets get in the w-water now y/n-chan.”

todoroki shouto

todoroki is excited to spend some time with you!! it was an exceptionally hot day and when you begged him to go to the beach with you, he was more than glad

of course, he offered to cool you down with his ice powers but you had pouted and said, “where’s the fun in that? c’mon, let’s go to the beach shouto!!”

and who was he to deny a person as cute as you?

anyways, you guys make it to the beach

he’s very unaware of all the girls checking him out, especially while he’s shirtless

finally finding a secluded area, you guys set up your things

he sees a couple having some ice cream and decides to get you some as well

“wait right here y/n, i’ll be back.”

he comes back balancing two cones, double scooped of course because he knows how to treat you like a queen.

“i got you cookies and cream, that was the ice cream you got on our second date.”

“thanks so much shouto! you’re the best!” you say before hugging him, careful as to not make him drop the ice cream

while hugging, he suddenly notices that you’re not wearing a shirt

and that he can very much feel your skin against his

specifically your chest

he slightly blushes at the physical contact but clears his throat once you let go of him. giving you your ice cream, he silently takes you in, admiring how beautiful you look in your swimsuit.

his eyes linger on your chest before he drags them up to meet your eyes

with a small smile he grabs your hand, “you look wonderful y/n, now let’s finish these so we can go in the water.”

tbh his ice cream melts in his hand because his eyes are fixating one the way your tongue is lapping at your frozen treat

he can’t really take it anymore and drags you to the water, making you drop the ice cream

“shouto~ you made me drop my ice cream!” you pouted

“i brought my dad’s credit card, i’ll just get you another one.”

kaminari denki

he’s the one who begs you to go to the beach

it had been an extremely hot day, and he just wanted to swim

of course he thinks about asking his bro todoroki to use his ice on him before he thinks of something better

going to the beach with you!!

he totally didn’t decide to go to the beach because of the thought of you in a bathing suit. totally not.

‘i wonder if she’s gonna wear a one-piece or two-piece?’ his mind is racing with thoughts of you half-naked

but he can’t help it!! he just thinks you’re so beautiful!!

when you guys are finally at the beach, he’s literally emitting little sparks of electricity because he’s so excited

“calm down there babe, before you electrify everyone in the water.” you chuckled as you guys picked out your spot

“heheh~” he doesn’t say anything to you bc he doesn’t want you to think he’s being creepy

he sucks in his breath when you finally pull your shirt over your head

he jaw drops a bit when he sees that you have on a bikini

you only giggled at his reaction while taking off your shirts, watching his adam’s apple bob as he gulped

“like what you see babe?” you playfully winked at him

he could only dumbly nod, “i really do...”

okay so you decide to bathe in the sun for a bit, lying on your stomach trying to get a nice tan

it would’ve been so peaceful if you didn’t feel your boyfriend’s piercing stare trained on you

“denki, i can feel your stare.” you mumbled, your eyes still closed as you layed your head on your arms

he didn’t say anything, continuing to marvel at your beautiful backside

you peaked at him with one eyes and slowly got up, “what’s wrong? why are you staring at me?”

he met your eyes and solemnly said, “your butt is nice.”

your face heated up at his words, “denki!” you smacked his arm playfully as he just shrugged with a grin

“just speaking facts! anyways are you gonna head in the water or are you just gonna continue lying down like that? because believe me, i have no problem watching you like this.”

you rolled your eyes with a smile, “let’s go swim you dork.”

“i’m your dork.” he dumbly smiled at you

you shook your head, “that, you are.”

kirishima eijirou

he was so excited!! a beach day, with you?? sign him up!!

it had been such a hot day and when you mentioned that you were going to the beach, he immediately asked if he could tag along

“can i come with you babe? it’s soo hot outside!”

and now the two of you are at the beach, putting down the beach towels and umbrella

“look y/n-chan! a volleyball court! let’s play later!”

“okay! be prepared to lose to me though.” you laughed while taking your shirt off

kirishima didn’t respond, instead watching you as you took off your loose shirt and shorts

he felt his face flush as he admired your body, his eyes trailing up and down, stopping when they met with your ass

he gulped

“c’mon babe, let’s go in the water!” you said as you dragged him.

with you in front of him, his eyes were glued to your lower half. he felt bad, but he couldn’t help it! your body was so perfect!

finally in the water, you sighed in bliss as you felt the small waves licking your calves, walking a bit more until the water reached your abdomen

dropping your body in the water, you emerged while throwing your hair back, careful to not get it in your face

kirishima was of course, staring in awe as you did that, comparing you to a mermaid in his mind

“it’s so nice! going to the beach was seriously a good idea!”

“yeah, it really was.” he whispered

“why am i the only one wet right now? let’s get you in some water mister!” you said before latching your arms around his shoulders, causing your poor boyfriend to sputter as he felt you so close to him

that of course all stopped when you dragged him underwater with him, causing him to emerge with his hair down

“babe! your hair is down! you look so cute!”

“thanks y/n-chan, you look quite beautiful yourself.” he said with a bashful smile, hugging your body

bakugou katsuki

“oi, i’m heading to the beach. come with me.” he says.

you oblige because hell, it was hot as hell outside

and so after packing everything you would need, the two of you venture outside and hop on one of the buses

while on the bus, he thinks about what he would do at the beach with you. but his mind also drifts to you in a swimsuit and that has him blushing and scowling, facing away from you while you can only stare at him confused

finally arriving at the beach, bakugou grins manically while he takes his shirt off

“hurry up idiot!! if you take any longer, i’m going to go in the water without you!” he exclaimed while waiting impatiently

“slow down! i haven’t even put any sunscreen on! much less, even take my shirt off!” you mumbled before grabbing the end of your t-shirt to peel it off your body

cue a blushing bakugou as an embarrassed expression came across his face

“what’s wrong bakugou? your face is really hot.” you said, looking up at the taller boy with concern in your eyes

he didn’t say anything and just looked away, scowling a bit as his face heated up even more

he then noticed some dudes walking guy were checking you out

his eyebrow twitched in anger as he yelled at them, “OI!! stop staring you dumbasses, something wrong with your eyes?!?”

they squeaked and ran away

you suddenly put two and two together, “ahh, so that’s what this is all about.”

he whipped his head to you, “what do you mean dumbass?”

you shrugged with a playful grin, “damn, i didn’t realize i looked this good in this bikini.”

his face flushed once again as he furrowed his brows, “dumb girl i don’t-“

he froze when he was suddenly hugged, he could feel your chest against his and that had bakugou’s mind in a frenzy

“W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING DUMBASS?! GET OFF ME YOU PERVERTED GIRL!” he said while embarrassed, making no real attempt at escaping your hold

your lips found his ear and whispered, “i think you look pretty good yourself.”

pulling away with a wink, you giggled as you made your way to the water

bakugou’s eyes followed your figure and admired your behind before he realized, “OI! GET BACK HERE!”

and dashed towards you, picking you up with his hands supporting your knees and back

rushing in the water and throwing you in, he cackled

when you finally emerged from the water he whispered in your ear, “that’ll teach you for teasing me.��

he smirked at your red face

oh today was going to be a fun day for him

#bnha x reader #bakugou x reader #izuku x reader #todoroki x reader #kaminari x reader #kirishima x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #midoriya x reader #midoriya izuku x reader #todoroki shouto x reader #kaminari denki x reader #kirishima eijiro x reader #bnha headcanons #bakugou headcanons #todoroki headcanons #kirishima headcanon #kaminari headcanons #izuku headcanons #my hero academia x reader

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sugarmaplewings-fics · 3 years

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KiriDeku Relationship HC’s

Pairing: Midoriya x reader x Kirishima

Warnings: Jus some poly fluff for you here

Author’s Note:

I keep telling myself that I’m going to take a break and go on hiatus, but then I proceed to just keep writing like I’m running out of time.

Anyway, shoutout to @in-this-house-we-stan-izuku for shipping me with these boys earlier! They really are my favorites :) And thanks to anon Neo for sending me this request! Again, it’s taking me an atrociously long time to get through them, but I hope that will change these next few months. I’m really going to work at getting them done and clearing my inbox, I can’t stand leaving my requests closed for so long :(

Enjoy this rarepair! I love the concept so much and I’d like to write a full fic or drabble sometime in the future ♡ ♡ ♡

-Sugar

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● I'd say that y'all were a throuple pretty quick

● Izuku definitely had a crush on the both of you

● Kirishima was so cool to him, and he loved your personality just as much

● And it's likely you had a crush on both of them as well

● Maybe you and Midoriya ended up dating first, but felt like something might have been missing

● You realized that you'd both taken interest in a certain redhead, and it wasn't long until you invited him into the relationship

● And bam;

● I think of Kiri as being the slightly more dominant one

● He's a little more openly protective of the two of you

● He's definitely the most open about your relationship, and he always wants each of you on one of his arms when you're out and about

● Eijirou and Izuku have a lot of mutual respect for one another

● They both admire the other's manliness and strong wills, and they're pretty good at working and training together

● They like training together, and if you're a hero, they'll train with you too

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● Now, of course in the relationship, they treat you like the freaking royal you are 👑

● Respectful kings, we stan

● They're both great listeners and generally give pretty great advice if you need it

● Kirishima likes to tell you how manly you are and Midoriya is literally the sweetest most precious being

● They like pampering and spending time with you

● Eijirou always goes out of his way to shower you with his affection and love. Making you and Izuku smile or laugh is literally his new favorite thing

● He's a pretty big flirt when he wants to be and making the two of you flustered is now a primary goal in his life

● If you're also a flirt, you best believe you and Kiri are going to gang up on Midoriya to see who can get him to blush the most. All in good fun, of course

● Neither of them is the jealous type, so everything's pretty chill

● You're just always there for each other, no matter what

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● When it comes to dates, these boys will go all-out in their own way

● Big on picnic dates in the park, or just hanging out at the beach for hours together

● They really like being out and spending time with you

● Y'all have banger movie nights at Midoriya's apartment

● His mom is literally the best and loves both you and Kiri to pieces

● Cooks for the three of you spontaneously, and basically takes you in as her own children

● All of you have fanboy/girl/person tendencies, which lead to long discussions and ramblings about both yours and their current obsessions

● DORKS, the three of you, istg

● You could stay up for hours just chatting, and it doesn't even matter what topics you pick, it's just fun

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And now it's time for Sugar to lose her mind over physical affection

● Ok literally snkdnfkabnckjdbs this is super obvious by this point if you've been paying attention, but you've got literally one of the softest, sweetest, fluffiest relationships you could ask for here hajsbbaslksdnfh

● Think about it: Sunshine boi + sunshine boi + you

● Yasss

● I'd say that most of the time, during cuddle sessions, you're going to end up sandwiched between the two boys, in their arms

● They both just want to hold you so freaking much, and who are you to deny them?

● I headcanon that Kirishima is literally one of the warmest people ever (aside from like, Todoroki's left side or somth pfft) and he and Midoriya combined give the best hugs2

● Top tier, can't stress this enough

● Y’all love getting wrapped up in a huge blanket and just having some quality snuggles for an hour or two 👌

● Great time for deep convos

● Or even just taking a quick nap! Lord knows the three of you need it

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● Midoriya's not big on PDA, but Kirishima's fine with it

● He will full on give you a good smooch in public if you already said you were okay with that

● And even if you're not, he'll respect that and wait until he can get you and Izuku in private

● Both of them like hand-holding though, no matter where

● Two hands? Two partners? Oh, it's all coming together

● If you try to get out of participating in hand-holding, they'll pout and give you puppy dog eyes

● Cold is the heart of whoever can say no to even one of their faces, let alone if both of them are doing it to you at once

● But don't forget that they'll never force you to do something you really don't want to

● Y'ALL 👏 HYPE 👏 EACH 👏 OTHER 👏 UP 👏 CONSTANTLY 👏

● Everyone has their insecurities, but it's hard to get too down on yourself with these two lovely boyfriends at your side!

● They always seem to know what to say, and they're never any less supportive of you

● And you've got their backs just as much. If someone has an icky day, the other two are there with blankets and snacks and kisses for the rest of the evening

● Midoriya tends to be more of a receiver than a giver when it comes to kisses since he tends to get flustered. But even so, his kisses are so soft and sweet

● Loves having his cheeks kissed. Kiss his freckles, play with his hair—do that and he'll love you forever (not like he already doesn't)

● You can fight me when I say that Kirishima loves being super romantic

● Gives some of the best kisses out there

● He's always so passionate and every time he kisses you, it's like he can't stop smiling

● He can't get enough when it comes to make-out sessions

● All in all, I think we need to see more of this

● They just love and cherish you so much and you're the best thing that ever happened to them >:(

● Overall 11/10 relationship, can and will daydream about constantly

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Taglist: @basicaegyo @fourteenow @iiminibattlehero @katsugay @nabo39 @pyrofanatic @sendhelpimstupid @xoxopam4

#midoriya izuku #midoriya headcanons #deku headcanons #midoriya x reader #izuku midoriya x reader #deku x reader #kirishima eijirou #kirishima headcanon #kirishima x reader #eijirou kirishima x reader #kirishima eijirou x reader #kirideku x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #reader insert #request fulfilled!#anon neo #sugar fics #sugar hcs

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random-mha-thoughts · 4 years

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Balance (BakuDekuTodo x Reader)

Pairing: Bakugou x Midoriya x Todoroki x Reader poly

Someone on my Wattpad asked for a BakuDekuTodo x Reader poly fic at the beach (I lost the comment somewhere in the abyss...)

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1,419

Tags: @iamsoftsodonttoucheume-blog @bunnythepipsqueak @yuki-osaki @liviitehe

a/n: It’s been a while since I wrote this much. I’m kinda happy though, I thought I wouldn’t have much to write on this one. I tried not to make it too harem-y, but at least it still turned out wholesome. I’m not too familiar with polyamory, so I did some research on Google and Yagami’s channel *cough* Hope you guys enjoy!

Also let’s appreciate Shouto being the chaotic bi/pan/gay Shouto he actually is

"Ahh, it's such a nice day to come to the beach isn't it?" I stretch my legs out onto the towel.

Midoriya sets up a parasol above my head. "Yeah, it's been a pretty long spring."

"Time to cut loose and have some fun!" Bakugou bellows, ripping off his shirt in one swift motion and rocketing towards the water.

"Wait up, Kacchan!" The wide-eyed Midoriya lets of the umbrella post and starts taking off after the ash blond, only to pause and face me with a sheepish smile as if he's asking for permission.

"Go have fun, sweetie, I'm not stopping you." I find it cute when he gives me those puppy eyes. Who can resist him?

If he had a tail, it would be wagging, beaming from cheek to cheek as he runs after Bakugou, who's already left the boy in the dust.

"Dorks," I shake my head and smile to myself. I notice Todoroki still rummaging through the tote bag we packed. "You're not joining them?"

"I don't really like being in the ocean," he states blankly and pulls out a blue bottle. "I'm fine watching them. Want me to rub sunscreen on you?"

"Oh, you're right." I turn onto my back. "Thanks, babe. I'll do yours also."

Todoroki straddles my back and massages my shoulders down to my lower back. His alternation of his warm and cool hands run down my shoulders comfortingly with the heat of the Sun. When he's finished, he leans over my back and places a kiss on my cheek. "Done."

I sit up with a dumb smile on my face. He's just so loving. I pick up the bottle and massage his back with the sunscreen while I look out towards the other two boys having their fun in the water. "Doesn't it feel like we're the parents in our relationship?"

"If you make out and mess around with your kids, I guess?" Todoroki snorts.

I hit his back so his body lurches forward. "You know that's not what I mean."

The two boys come back to our spot, slick and shiny with saltwater on their half-naked bodies and hair.

"Kacchan almost drowned me," Midoriya whines and slumps himself next to me.

"Aww, come here sweetie," I coo and pepper kisses all over his freckled cheeks. "Does that make you feel better?"

The broccoli headed boy wraps his arm around my shoulder, his cheerful expression melting my insides to mush. My sunshine boy is so cute.

"No fair, Deku!" Bakugou roars, pointing an accusing finger at him. "Don't get all nice with (Y/n) when you splashed me first, idiot!"

"Does the big baby want a kiss too?" I wiggle my eyebrows and make grabbing motions with my hands at the almost-pouting boy.

He crosses his arms in front of him and looks away. "No, I don't care," he mumbles in defense.

I decide to feint hurt just to get a rouse out of him. "Kacchan doesn't care about me anymore, Mido," I whine to the boy next to me, throwing myself into his lap.

"It's okay, Kacchan's just being mean again." The boy rubs my back and sticks his tongue out at his childhood friend.

"Shut up!" Bakugou's ears and cheeks slowly turn red as he turns his back towards us. "I don't want your stupid kisses."

"Oh?" Todoroki takes up the opportunity to sneak up behind the boy and wiggle his arms around his lean torso. "Do you want my kisses then?"

If Bakugou was red before, he's definitely flaming now as he quickly shoves the suave, smirking boy off him. "Leave me alone, IcyHot!" In a mumble he adds, "Not today..."

I understand how the spiky-haired boy feels. He's relatively new to this relationship and he's still working out his comfort niche in it. Because of Todoroki's seductive nature, Bakugou's opened up to him a bit, but he still keeps the strict friendly rivalry with Midoriya.

"Anyway," the blond uncrosses his arms and regains his composure, "On the way back, I saw an open volleyball net. We should play a few rounds."

"I wanna play on (Y/n)'s team!" Midoriya chirps, still hugging my arm and beaming at me with his dancing eyes. "We'll make a great duo, won't we?"

His energy is infectious. My hand runs through his hair softly. "Of course we would!"

"No way, nerd," Bakugou growls, lips set in a straight line, cutting off our sunshine mood like the dark cloud he is. "You're clingy, (Y/n) probably wants a break from you."

Midoriya's grin reverses into a hard frown, his eyebrows creasing as he lets go of my arm to approach Bakugou. "You're being childish, Kacchan, I don't like it.

"Looks who's calling who a child, damn Deku." Bakugou feeds into the negative energy and gets in the other boy's face.

Todoroki, on the other hand, decides to keep out of it, fueling the flames in his own way and shrugging. "You two can fight among yourselves. (Y/n)'s staying with me tonight anyway."

"Fuck off, IcyHot! You don't have too brag!"

As Bakugou and Midoriya go on arguing with each other, I tune out. Why can't those two just get along already? I've already told them many times that they need to at least tolerate each other when I'm around. The freckled boy attempts to act more assertive despite his stuttering, but I know he doesn't want to hurt his childhood friend in any manner.

"They're going at it again," I sigh as Todoroki wraps his arms around my shoulders.

"But at least that leaves us time to ourselves while they fight." His teasing voice echoes in my ear, sending fresh shivers through me.

"Shut up." I lean my head on his when he places a kiss on my cheek. "Can't you do something about them?"

"The only person who can fix that is you, dear."

"Fine." With a sigh, I approach the quarreling boys with Todoroki in tow. "I'm guessing you'll comfort the other one, right?"

"I'll do my best on your behalf," he winks.

I'm almost shocked, and proud, that they haven't resorted to violence yet. "Alright, enough you two, I'm settling this." Looking back and forth between the pair, I state firmly, "We can alternate between sets, okay?" Then, I hang onto Bakugou's arm. "But I'll start on this baby's team first since he's being extra needy today."

The flush creeps up his face again and he looks away. "I-I'm not being needy."

I leave it alone, but I know him better than that. Bakugou doesn't like to show how affectionate he actually is when his rivals are around. Even though he's pushing away, he actually likes that I'm giving him attention. I expect if we're left alone for a moment, he'll probably smother me with love.

"Looks like it's you and me, Midoriya," Todoroki tugs the wide-eyed boy by the waist off towards the volleyball nets. "Let's try our best to beat them, yeah?" He lightly taps the shorter boy's butt, and Midoriya stiffens in response before relaxing.

When they're out of earshot from us, I turn to Bakugou and loop my arms around his neck. "Do you want my kisses now?" I tease.

Ever the tsundere, he looks away from me and pouts. "Oh, now you're giving me attention?"

Without giving him any warning, I place my hand on his jaw and steal a quick kiss from his cheek, chuckling at his face rushing with color again. "Babe, you know I love you."

He huffs, but pulls my body closer to him as we start following the other boys. "Yeah, whatever."

My fingers lightly trace his toned chest. "Why do you have to be such a tsundere? Just say what you want and I'll give it to you."

"I'm not a clingy puppy like Deku."

"You are, don't lie."

He deflates just like his tough boy act. "Yeah..."

"Aw, Katsu." I kiss his meaty hand and rub the knuckles. "Alright, I'll be on your team for all the matches."

Just like that, his wilted figure straightens back up and he smacks a kiss on my cheek before running off. "Oi, Deku! (Y/n) says they're on my team permanently!"

I sigh to myself, trailing behind the three boys who have slowly become my entire world. Although they're a messy bunch, they have their own steady rhythms in your relationship that would go awry if they weren't all there.

In other words, they're idiots. But they're my idiots.

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illfoandillfie · 3 years

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Maybe a ben POV one? where bens off on a movie shoot and misses you and wants to fly you out to him but he’s worried it’s too much of a “romantic gesture” like in movies so he doesn’t want to weird you out but then on the phone you say how much you miss him too so he gathers the nerve to ask you and you’re like duh ofc I’ll come you dork (im envisioning this still kinda early in the qpr maybe right after platonically or smth)

Thank you so much babe!!

This is the second of the blurbs for my Platonically themed event! This one follows directly on from the one I posted yesterday so maybe read it first.

Words: 1,759

Warnings: just two idiots being dummies. Minor references to sex and probably some swearing but that's about it.

Reflecting on the situation, Ben had come to the conclusion that it was the perfect time to be in Greece. The run of beautiful weather they’d had over the course of the last month must have set some sort of record, he thought. Every day was blue skies, white fluffy clouds, and the sort of heat that was comfortable and not overly sticky. It made working a dream, especially when half the film seemed to take place on the beach. The sand was warm under his feet and the water clear and cool. They didn’t have much down time since the studio was pushing for it to be finished ASAP so they could release it at the optimal time, but the few days off they did get, Ben spent either fishing with some of the crew or else exploring the picturesque town they were in. There was just one downside. You weren’t with him.

Whenever the thought crossed his mind, whenever he really started to miss you, he’d remind himself that he loved his job, loved that it took him to exciting and beautiful places. And then he’d send you a quick message to check how everything was back home. He called too, mostly in the evenings after he got back to his hotel room. But the deeper into the project he got the more night shoots there were and the later he got back to his room. What brief conversations you had were good but not quite the same as if you’d been there with him. Of course, he’d try to remind himself that it wasn’t like he’d never been away from you before. But those times had all been before you got together, and the changed nature of the relationship made him feel your absence more. He never said that to you though. Mostly, when you could talk, Ben would ask how you were and talk about the exciting things he saw. He’d tell you about the beaches or the trinket shops and say how much you’d like them but he’d never tell you exactly how badly he wished you were with him. He didn’t want you to take it the wrong way and he didn’t trust himself to explain it properly. Whenever he tried to verbalise it (quietly, to his reflection or the dark hotel room he was staying in) he worried it came out too...well, romantic.

The truth was, he’d always been attached to you, since very early on in your relationship. You just got him. His sense of humour and his personality and the way he thought. It took him no time at all to start referring to you as one of his best friends and it was a title you’d held for years. But then he’d realised the way he liked you wasn’t strictly platonic, and it made him feel weird around you. More uncertain than he was used to. He found it hard to describe the relief he’d felt when you agreed to think about his QPR idea or how, when you’d accepted, it had alleviated the uncertainty and doubts that had been plaguing him. To you it would probably sound sappy and sentimental and tat all what you wanted to hear from him. Of course the QPR was really just an extension of your friendship. More or less the same, just a few new ways to show affection like kissing and getting you off (both things Ben greatly enjoyed), and a few new words that made it specific to the two of you. And maybe a new future too, depending on how things went. But again, while he might think those sorts of thoughts, he wouldn’t know how to begin saying any of them to you. Because he was starting to really want that future with you, and saying so might make it impossible to get there.

So Ben allowed himself to miss you quietly. Occasionally an idea of inviting you to join him would pop into his head. But he always let the thought go as quickly as it came. The weeks ticked by like that. Texting when you could between scenes and less and less frequent calls at night, which left Ben’s head swimming with lots of unsaid things. Progress was made on the movie too, most of the beach scenes wrapped and everyone moving to other parts of the script. Until everything came to a screeching halt. Ben wasn’t entirely sure what the problem was – something to do with scheduling conflicts or maybe special equipment that hadn’t arrived on time. All he was told was that things would be back up and running soon but it might take an extra few weeks to complete the project. He didn’t mind so much, it gave him a bit of extra free time after all, but it also meant he wouldn’t get to see you again for a while.

The possibility of flying you out to Greece to join him had been rattling around his brain since his third week on set. You could spend a couple of weeks, maybe a month, together. He could take you to that restaurant he’d sent you photos of and show you the handmade stationery shop he’d stumbled across that he knew you’d have fun exploring. And then there was the rest of the town, thin streets to get lost in together and beautiful views to look out over. Maybe you’d like to walk along the beach with him and collect seashells or rent a little dingy to take out on the waves. Once or twice he’d come close to actually asking you to join him but he always talked himself out of it, sure it would be crossing a line for you. Missing you was one thing but offering to buy you a plane ticket and whisk you off on a getaway to a gorgeous Greek island was surely too romantic. But the news of the delay made him consider it again.

That night he called you, smiling as soon as he heard your voice. At first the call was like any other. He listened to you talk about what had been going on since he last had a chance to call, getting caught up on your mutual friends and your work and whatever else came to mind. “But what about you?” you finally said, “You must be pretty busy since I haven’t had a call from you in a little while.” “Well I was busy except not so much right now,” “Oh?” “There’s some sort of delay, I don’t the details. But it looks like I’ll be here for another few weeks at least.” “Oh.” Ben was a little surprised by how disappointed you sounded. “I really miss you,” “I miss you too,” his voice got softer as he said it, “a lot.” “I really wish I could see you,” “Well,” he said sheepishly, hoping he wasn’t reading things wrong, “how would you feel about coming out here then? I can get you a plane ticket if you want.” “No shit! You can do that? You won’t like, get in trouble or anything?” Ben laughed, not quite understanding, “What are you talking about?” “I don’t know man, I’m not an actor. I just figured it’d be like a partner free zone. Like they wouldn’t want you getting distracted or whatever.” “You fucking dork,” his laughter threatened to obscure the words but he managed to make himself heard, “That’s not how it is at all. You being here wouldn’t be a problem, as long as I’m on set when they need me. Plus it looks like we’re about to have a whole lot of downtime anyway. So does that mean you wanna come?” “Ummm let me think abo- of course Ben!” “Well if I’d known you’d react like this I would have asked sooner,” The laughter had faded, leaving a grin on his face, though the embarrassment at his hesitancy was creeping up too. “Wish you had’ve. Why didn’t you?” “I just didn’t want you to take it the wrong way,” “And what way would that be?” “A romantic way? I don’t know! It’s just the sort of thing that’d happen in a romantic movie or whatever and I didn’t want to come across like that. It’s Greece man, it’s kind of a romantic place. Maybe not like Paris but it’s up there. Don’t laugh,” he groaned, “I’m just saying, white sands and clear seas and lots of pretty flowers in bloom, it’s definitely got romantic vibes.” “It didn’t even cross my mind that it might be that sort of thing. No offence to Greece, I’m sure it’s lovely.” Ben let himself chuckle at his idiocy, “I guess cause I’ve like, y’know, got feelings for you or whatever I saw the romantic side and assumed you would too. Feel silly for not just asking you but I’m glad we have that sorted now.” “I think it’s sweet, Ben. I love that you were conscious of how it might be perceived and I understand you didn’t want to hurt me. But yeah, dude, please get me that ticket, I miss you a stupid amount.” “Alright, I’m on it. When do you want to leave?”

Two days later and Ben was content, sitting and staring out at the waves on a quiet beach as you rubbed sunscreen into his back. He’d greeted you at the airport, feeling ridiculously excited to see you, squeezing you in a tight hug (which you later suggested had cracked one of your ribs). “Okay, all done, now let me do your front,” you shuffled around Ben on your knees, throwing a leg over his lap as he leaned back on his palms. “You’re such a perv,” Ben chuckled, subtly adjusting his posture to push his chest further towards you, “I bet you only suggested sunscreen so you could feel my boobs.” “Oh you caught me,” you squirted some more of the cream directly onto his chest, beginning to rub it in, “Definitely nothing to do with sun safety.” “No I get it, you don’t need to lie to me. You missed my pecks. It’s totally natural. But let me know when you’re done so I can show you the same courtesy.” "Think we might save that till we get back to the hotel, Benny,” Ben laughed at your exasperated expression, raising one arm to pull you toward him for a kiss, barely noticing the cool of the cream still on your palm as you cupped his cheek and kissed him back.

#my writing #my blurbs #ben hardy x reader #ben hardy imagine #platonically event #(lowkey have a headache rn so i hope this is alright kdjskdjsdk #i really tried to play up the ~not so good at communicating while separated~ thing #as well as a bffs sharing a braincell thing lmao)#(also please let me know if the formatting on this fuks up #i copied it from a word doc and idk if it's going to cooperate lmao)

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aceofspadegrass · 3 years

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Bedazzle the Arsenal Aguni. Come on Aguni I know you want to.

Characters: Aguni Morizono, Hatter

Genre: Fluff. Just two dudes being bros while bedazzling weapons.

900 words

I'm tired but also wanted to write something quick before perishing for a bit. Anyways, have some friendly bonding with rhinestones. Also, I wasn't aware that this picture below was..... a thing. Interesting, eh?

“ So, explain to me again what going on here?” Aguni asks as he stands in the corner, watching Takeru wait for the hot glue gun to heat up. Takeru looks up at his companion with a smile, and gestures to the table.

“ Isn’t it obvious?” Aguni looks at the table, which besides the glue gun held several new weapons that a group had managed to obtain from some shop, then back up at Takeru. In a bowl near the glue gun was a bunch of plastic and glass rhinestones and gems, shining a little in the light. Aguni looks back to Takeru, who was checking if the glue gun was hot enough yet, squeezing the trigger a few times.

“ So why am I here then?”

“ Well I didn’t ask for you to follow me back to my room, but here you are, standing oh so stoically in my room, watching me bedazzle a bunch of weapons.” A spurt of glue came out the tip of the gun, Takeru grinning excitedly and pulling the bowl closer and examining the rhinestones inside. “ Good question, should I go for a tropical Piña Colada look, or perhaps a simple gold stone appearance? Ooh, better yet, rainbow.” Takeru does a little bit of jazz hands, Aguni just staring at his friend before sighing.

“ I don’t exactly recommend bedazzling the weapons.” “ Why not? I’m sure some of your little militants would love it.” “ I’m not entirely sure about that.”

Takeru huffs, and beads some glue onto a decently sized red stone, pasting it onto the handle of a switchblade. “ Life deserves some sparkle, Aguni. Come on, anything can happen here, no charge or fault for a little fun! That’s one of the rules here at the Beach, after all.” He picks up another stone of the same size, putting it right next to the first.

Aguni just silently sighs, and continues to stand there watching Takeru bedazzle that one switchblade for quite a while, Takeru rather absorbed in this task. There wasn’t going to be anything Takeru needed to show up for in quite a while, so Takeru really could do this all day if he felt like it.

After an hour, Takeru finally finished the first weapon, which Takeru apparently decided to colour in a red and white sort of candy cane pattern. Now he was putting rhinestones onto a pistol, which Aguni believes is supposed to look like a cherry blossom on the side, considering how long Takeru kept looking at the browns for ones of an appropriate size, and occasionally setting aside pink ones for later.

“ Come now, sit down! I’m sure it’s getting boring just standing there~” Takeru chirps as he examines his handiwork of the branches on the pistol, occasionally holding it to check how comfortable it felt. “ I don’t mind standing.” Aguni responds, and Takeru scoffs lightheartedly, gesturing to the couch.

“ Nonsense, this’ll take forever, and standing that entire time and not enjoying yourself just sounds like a bore. Why don’t you drink something while you’re here, loosen up a little?” Aguni politely shakes his head, but he does take up on the offer to sit, although it was just to continue watching Takeru paste rhinestones and flat-bottomed gemstones onto weapons mindlessly. Takeru again offers him some alcohol, but Aguni declines once more.

“ Suit yourself!” Takeru continues to slowly bedazzle things, and Aguni just continues to watch. It was sort of peaceful, come to think of it. Takeru didn’t say much since he was more focused on his art, and Aguni never had much to say in the first place.

More time passes by the both of them, and Takeru proudly holds up the pistol. It was now covered muzzle to handle with small and medium stones that caught the light hitting them, and Aguni could easily notice the brown branches and pink stones meant to be the blossoms against the simplistic red base. “ Look at this, Aguni! Isn’t it a stud?” Aguni offers a small grunt as a reply, and that was all Takeru needed, setting it aside so it could completely dry. Takeru looks at Aguni with a smile, Aguni looking back at his friend.

“ Wanna at least try one? Come on, it’s easy for the mind! Let your brain spill out all over the ground and into the gems!" Aguni was just about to deny him again, but Takeru wasn’t having it, handing him a knife, Aguni recognizing it as a balisong. He idly swings it open with one hand, staring at the sharp edge, when Takeru hands him the bowl, still smiling like a dork. “ Come on! Join me in the bedazzlement!”

Aguni looks to his friend, then down at the weapon and small stones. Takeru scoots the gun so that it rested a little closer to Aguni whenever he needed it, now onto making a rifle into what seemed to start with pink at the top.

Aguni quickly shuts the knife, and with a slightly defeated but amused sigh, he picks up a small blue gem and grabs the glue gun, applying a bead onto the back and sticking it to the knife’s handle carefully.

“ That’s the spirit, Aguni!” Takeru chirps happily despite not looking up even once, too busy finding more pink rhinestones. Aguni just roughly hums, and slowly bedazzles a knife next to his friend.

As friends do.

#aib #alice in borderland #aib fanfic #alice in borderland fanfic #hatter #takeru danma #sometimes hanging out with your friend includes sparkly weaponry #hatter's having fun #it's a vibe and i'm tired #brain no function #it's probably possible to make a cherry blossom out of rhinestones #repetitive motions are soothing because it requires very little thought #we're all crows wanting to touch the sparkle

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candy, my love, my darling, oh light of my life. i would like to request a wonderful matchup please and tanks you. bnha/haikyuu (both or neither if you want, i'm fine with just being paired up with you tbh) - and you know enough about me (i hope) to pair me up with whoever you see fit 💕 let's get crazy and do the super matchup 👀 ♡ gallickingun ♡

as much as i’d love to ship you with me bc we’d be adorable together i genuinely love you with kuroo tetsurou !

okay, don’t kill me on this one, i know you love your baby bo and sugs, but hear me out. this man would compliment your kind yet protective nature so well

he’s a dork, we’ve discussed this, but that dorkiness is what makes him so fun to be around, constantly cracking silly jokes and doing things to make you laugh

he’s so serious when it comes to any important aspect of his life: his studies, volleyball, etc. so you know when he falls in love with you, it’s for life

this man years for nothing more than a safe and happy life, which you would happily provide

don’t get me wrong, he’d very much enjoy adventures and having fun: hiking, rollercoasters, eating too much food until you couldn’t breathe, but at the end of the day, all he wants is to have you in his arms

loves how kind and selfless you are, constantly trying to make others happy even at your own expense, so he’d absolutely try his best to make you as happy as he can

knows you’re a lowkey badass when it comes to protecting the things you love and does his best to hype you up

loves loves loves to tease the hell out of you about everything

knows you’re not drastically shorter than him but still jokes with you about it anyways

genuinely just loves the shit out of you, will do anything to keep you happy and will want to live out a long and adorable life with you, rocking on rocking chairs at the ripe age of 90 with great grandkids running around at your feet

“(y/n)...” the teasing voice of you boyfriend floated through the air, soft and lilting in the gentle morning sun.

you peered up with wide eyes, head tilted back to observe his face as he grinned at you like a lion that had just caught his prey. without warning, long and deft fingers rushed to your sides, swiftly digging into the supple flesh and began tickling to his heart's content, continuing to grin his cheshire grin as you writhed underneath him.

“t-tetsurou, please stop!” you screeched, hands finding purchase on his tanned arms, attempting to pull him away to no avail. it was only when you had tears in your eyes and flushed cheeks did he slow down, gently caressing you as if he didn’t assault your body with maniac tickles only a few moments ago.

“how’s that for a wakeup call?”

“you’re horrible, tetsu, and you know it.”

with a soft pout, you turned your body around, untwining your legs, arms crossing and burying your head into the pillows. you felt his fingers ghost over your shoulder, attempting you rectify the situation, but you only pulled the blanket closer, effectively cutting him off.

“babyyyyy…” he started, shuffling closer despite your protests, “let me in. i promise i won’t bite.”

“that’s what you say every time, and then you always make me regret it,” you argued, not letting your guard down for one moment. he only chuckled, moving pulling the blanket out from under you and yanking you against his chest in one swift movement, peppering kisses to your temple in a last ditch effort to soothe your fake anger.

“what do i have to do to get you to forgive me, hmm?” he asked, continuing to kiss your face, down to your nose, your cheeks, back up to your temples.

“breakfast in bed,” you declared after a moment's thought, finally cracking a smile and craning your neck to press a chaste kiss to his lips.

“one breakfast in bed for you coming right up.”

okay, so hear me out once again. i know you were expecting baku or kiri but i have my reasons for why i think you’d be great with todoroki shouto

baby is so awkward but so wanting to be good for you, it’ll take some time but he will open up

you’re an amazing listener and that helps so much, it’s probably how you became friends in the first place

places so much trust in you and your relationship, it gets overwhelming sometimes how much he dedicates to you

loves loves loves when he comes home to home cooked meals and a warm smile from you, it just makes his hard day so worth it

appreciates the hell out of your love for your family and friends, pushes him to be more open and comfortable with the people he loves

wants to live on the beach with you, calm waves waking him up every morning, warm sunshine through the curtains

loves holding you all the time, loves feeling like he can protect you

adult todo is tall todo imo i mean look at daddy todo so i feel like height would be no issue for you guys

terrified of domestic life because of how he was raised but wants nothing more than to raise kids with you

may need constant love and reassurance but would give it out to you without any hesitation

soft waves lapped at the surface of the water, gently tickling your toes. a warm blanket enveloped your upper half, keeping the nipping chill of the cool morning air out. the sun slowly slid up the sky, a yellow yolk emerging from a sea of orange and pink, brightening the sky with every minute passed.

your head gently rested against Todoroki’s shoulder, a warm nudge that he was there and real and yours, forever and always. the reminder of the promises you made to one another laid heavy on your left hand, weakly glistening in the faint sunshine.

“i’m scared,” he admitted softly, sighing as he rested his own head on top of yours. you had just told him you were pregnant, something you both had been wanting for a long time now.

“sho, you’re scared because of how you were raised. you’re scared because you don’t want to turn into your father. hold onto that fear, hold onto it tight and never forget it, because as long as you have those feelings, you never will turn into him. you’ll fight it with every fiber of your being and become a better father than he ever was. i know you will be good to our kid. look how good you are to me, hmm? it’s okay to be afraid of what’s going to happen, but just know that i love you, i trust you, and i believe in you.”

“only you could understand what i mean and make me feel better just by hearing two words,” he started, chuckling to himself and pressing a quick kiss to your temple, “i love you endlessly, and i’m so excited for this next chapter in our lives. i will be good to our kid, i will be a good father, and i will continue to do everything i can to make you happy, because you are my one and only.”

#kuroo tetsurou #todoroki shouto #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #haikyuu #haikyu #Matchups

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goodwriterwithbadhabits · 4 years

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The Reason You Can’t Trust Your Best Friends

Master List

“Hey, Tae, be honest with me-”

“Yes, shaving your head when you were 15 was a bit much.” Your best friend retorts, not even look up from his phone.

“Okay, first off, irrelevant, secondly, I was trying to make a point.” You defend, pursing your lips at the lanky man lounging on your bed.

“You mean the one on the top of your head?” He asks, blinking at you innocently before he finally registers what you're wearing. His face brightens at the blue sundress and its sunflower pattern, something you almost never wore. “What are you doing looking so cute for?”

“I've got a date,” You grin, twirling slightly. “Do you think its too much?” You turn to fully face him, gesturing to your makeup and the loose bun on the top of your head. He leans forward, gaze turning into the judgmental one you were used to him giving other designers.

“Don't wear the hoops, and definitely not a red lip.” He decides, “Oh, and wear those white sandals I bought you last year.” You nod in agreement, skipping off towards your closet to fetch the shoes. “By the way, who are you going out with?”

“Hoseok.” You call and you can practically see the wheels turning in his head.

“Which one? Lee? The bodybuilder looking dude?”

“No, the dancer, Jung I think.” You answer coming back into your bedroom, spinning for your best friend to see. “Anyway, we're going to get coffee and maybe to that little music festival in the park.”

“Oh, hey, what are you doing dressed so cute?” You sigh as Jungkook lets himself into your apartment.

“Why are you here, Kookie?” You ask, turning to the boy who grins, “And when am I getting that key back?”

“Uh, cause Tae asked if I wanted to go out today and never.” He answers, planting a quick kiss on your cheek and flopping onto your bed. “Anyway, answer my question.”

“Our beautiful bestie here has a date.” Tae answers and Kook's eyes go wide.

“Ooooh. With who?”

“Jung Hoseok.” You answer, picking up your phone and a little bag, “And he's supposed to be here soon.”

“The bodybuilder?”

“No the dancer.”

“Oh, Namjoon hyung's friend.” Kook realizes.

“The bodybuilder is Lee Hoseok, and he's actually a singer, he just works out a lot.” You defend, as someone knocks on your front door. You stride over, finding Hoseok waiting for you on the other side. He smiles brightly, almost blindingly, and you can't help smiling back.

“Hi, you look really good.”

“Thank you, you look really handsome.”

“Are you ready?” He asks, holding out a hand and your smile widens.

“Absolutely. One sec.” You lean back to where Jungkook and Tae are peeking around the wall. “Lock the door before you leave and don't eat all my food.” You order, shouldering your bag as they nod at you.

“Was that your roommates?” Hoseok asks, offering you his arm as you begin to walk.

“Oh no. I mean they pretty much live with me, but they don't pay rent.” He giggles, actually giggles, at your comment, and your heart flutters. God, he's cute.

You don't end up getting coffee before the show. You do, however, end up with funnel cake as the first artist takes to the stage. Most of the performers are rappers or dancers, and you can tell Hoseok is a little shocked at your love for rap.

“Hey, I'll be right back.” He whispers as the next group, some kids called 3Racha begin their set. The sun is long set, and you had been enjoying leaning against him for warmth.

“You're gonna miss the show.” You pout, and he only chuckles.

“You'll have to tell me about it when I get back, here.” He pulls his leather jacket off his shoulders, draping it over yours instead. “So you don't get cold.” You pout at him again.

“Hurry back.” You demand, which makes him smile again as he leans down to kiss your cheek. You're thankful for the darkness as your cheeks heat up, and before you can say anything else, Hoseok is picking his way through the crowd and out of sight.

3Racha's set is great, the boys are super talented and their lyrics are more meaningful than most songs about money or sex. You make a mental note to look them up on SoundCloud as the lights dim for the next performer.

“Up now, Suga, Rm, and Jhope, performing their songs Ddaeng and Cypher 4.” Your head perks up at this, you knew about those three, they didn't really have a group name, most people just called them “The Rap Line” but their music was great, a fantastic mix of hip hop and rock, combined with their killer rap styles. You hadn't known they were performing tonight, if you had, you wouldn't have let Hoseok walk away, wanting to expose him to one of your favorite groups. As the three came out on stage you felt your soul leave your body. In all the years you had been a fan, you had never seen their faces, they always wore sunglasses and hats in an attempt to hide, but today, they had chosen to finally expose their identities to the public. The initial shock came from RM, with him being Namjoon, aka the man your best friends' had known for years. Suga was his roommate, which once you knew who Namjoon was, knowing he was with Yoongi just made sense. Then J-Hope, your favorite, came out, and your jaw fell.

Jung Hoseok.

The man had run off to go perform, and you had literally been a fan of him for years. This was a fan-fiction right? There was no way the cute, funny, dork that was Jung Hoseok, was also the charismatic sex god that was J-Hope. What duality.

When their set was over, you made your way towards the stage, finding him chatting with a few others as he cooled off. Somehow it wasn't shocking to find Kim Seokjin and Park Jimin there, they were Namjoon and Yoongi's boyfriends, respectively, but also finding Tae and Kookie there made you want to kill them. They didn't notice you at first, but when Hoseok finally did, his whole face lit up, and he jogged over to you, grinning like a kid.

“Hey, what did you think of the show?” You blink up at him for a moment before lightly smacking his arm.

“Are you kidding me? Why didn't you tell me you were performing tonight?” His grin somehow broadens.

“So you liked it?”

“Liked it? Are you kidding, you guys are her favorite rappers, ever.” Tae interjects.

“And you, why didn't you tell me you knew them?” You turn your glare on your best friend.

“Cause I wanted to see how you'd react to your favorite rapper asking you out.” Your face heats up and your heart sinks a little, of course, they would try to embarrass you on your date, but why did it have to be your date with him?

“Why are you two even here?” Jimin asks, turning to the two youngest boys. “You said you weren't gonna come.”

“The stars aligned,” Kook says, trying to be mysterious.

“Y/n told us she was coming here on her date and he is the biggest Namjoon Simp on the planet.” Tae shrugs, earning a glare from his boyfriend.

“That is true.” Namjoon nods, making everyone laugh. Your laugh, however, is short, and despite best efforts, you're having trouble keeping the smile on your face as dread creeps into your thoughts.

“Hey, can I talk to you?” Hoseok whispers in your ear, tugging you away from the group. This is it then, you think, first and last date. You nod, allowing him to lead you away from the festival and back towards the food court. It's quiet between the two of you until he reaches a small bench under a street light, something like that one scene in La La Land. “Are you upset with me? Cause I didn't tell you who I was.”

“No, of course not.” You assure him, sitting down beside him, “Its just,” You hesitate, unsure why you're even saying anything. “I'm a little embarrassed.”

“How come?”

“I've been a fan of you guys for a while, and of course Tae had to say something, and now I feel like you're just going to think I'm a crazy fan.”

“Not at all.” He immediately counters, making you look at him. “I was actually hoping you were a fan, Taehyung and Jungkook had been telling me about you for years, it took a lot of courage to finally ask you out.”

“Those little shits.” You gasp. “They kept acting like they barely knew you, kept asking if I was going out with Lee Hoseok,”

“The buff singer?”

“Yeah.”

“Wait, does that mean your not roommates were those two?”

For the rest of the night, you and Hoseok strategically avoid your friends, instead dodging through the carnival and strolling along the beach. For the first time in a long time, you're genuinely having fun, and you're greatly enjoying the company your best friends schemed to get you. So when Hoseok pauses outside your door to kiss you goodnight, you make a mental note to thank them, even though you probably won't.

#jung hoseok imagine #jung hoseok imagines #jung hoseok #hobi imagine #hobi imagines #jhope imagines #jhope imagine #bts #bts imagines #bts imagine #goodwriterwithbadhabits

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ella-se-vuelve-loca · 4 years

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Chapter 9

Grand Masterlist

Series Masterlist

Previous Chapter

“Can you guys hear me?” I heard Chris ask the cncowners on his live stream he’s doing with Zabdiel. They waited a few moments as comments started pouring in greeting them. “Aye! Hahaha how is everyone? Good?” Chris asked as Zabdiel was reading some of the comments.

Ring

I looked down and saw that (Y/N) was calling my phone. A smile immediately came onto my face as I answered her call.

“Hello?”

“Hey!” It’s like I could feel her smiling on the other line.

“What’s up?” I asked and I could hear some shuffling in the background. “Well, I finally checked out that Netflix Series you were telling me about.”

“Oh, really?” I chuckled. “And?..”

“You were right.. It’s so addicting!” I laughed and played with some of the rings on my fingers. “Right? I told you. I have good taste.”

“I can’t believe I’ve been putting it off for this long. I’m such an idiot.” She laughed as I leaned my head back on the chair I’m sitting on. “I meaannn… you’re not wrong. You can be a dork sometimes.”

“Speak for yourself. You can be a dork as well.” She immediately fired back at me. “Yeah, but I’m your dork.” I mumbled and made sure no one else could that but her. I looked back over to where Chris and Zabdiel are siting and I realized that they were both looking at me... I guess I might’ve been laughing too much? I shrugged my shoulders at them as they got back to talking to the cncowners.

I stood up from my seat and started walking towards the door to go into the hallway. “A dónde vas?” Zabdiel asked as I opened the door, holding the phone close to my ear. “I’ll be right back..” I said and made my way out of the room. “Hey uh now that I have you on the line with me, can I ask you a quick question?” I asked.

“Sure! What’s up?”

“Are you free tomorrow evening?”

“Tomorrow?”

“Mhmm there’s a place I would like to take you and I think you’ll really enjoy it.”

“Where would we be going if I say ‘yes’ to this little adventure of yours?”

“It’s a surprise. All I ask is that you might wanna wear something comfortable and to bring a sweater.. so, what do you say? Will you go out with me tomorrow?”

“I’d have to say that you are something else, Joel.” She laughed. “But sure, I’m free tomorrow. Is there anything else I should bring, Pimentel?” She joked. “Only your cute self.” I smiled as I could picture her blushing at my comment. “Where are we going?” She tried once again to figure out my plans.

“Ah-ah-ah I see what you’re trying to do there. Nice try, but like I told you, it’s a surprise.” I looked back at the door where Chris and Zabdiel sat inside. “Darn it. I thought you wouldn’t catch it and tell me without even realizing.”

“I’m just that good.” I chuckled. “Anyways, I’ll pick you up at 8?”

“It’s a date.”

“I’ll see you then, princesa.”

“I’ll see you then.” I smiled and hung up the phone after we said our goodbyes and walked back into the room occupied by two of my friends. “Hey, guys.” I spoke as I walked towards them both. “What are you guys doing?” I asked.

“Estamos haciendo un Q&A.” Chris said as he looked back to the screen and picked out a question to answer. “Who were you talking to just now?” Zabdiel asked as I looked down at Chris. “I think it was just a friend of his.” Chris spoke for me and brushed it off as Zabdiel slowly nodded and got back to answering questions. I patted Christopher’s shoulder as if saying “thank you” that he covered for me.

That was way too close.

I forgot for a second that they were doing a live and I could’ve blown this whole thing up within seconds. She has to stay a secret. When I break this off with her and get Emilia, then it’ll just be between us and the public wouldn’t know about this. I know this is still very douchebag of me doing this, but I can feel it. I can feel this going my way soon and I’ll get what I want in the end.

I can feel something is about to change or like something is about to happen. I just don’t really know what yet…

“So you’re really not gonna tell me where we are headed?” She asked me as she strapped her seatbelt on and looked over at me. I shook my head and started driving away, heading over to our destination. “I thought you said ‘patience is a virtue’?” I smiled. “Besides, it’s not that far from here anyways.”

We continued to talk as soft jazz music played in the background until we finally made it to where I had planned our date. “We’re here.” I said as I unstrapped my seatbelt.

“The beach?” I nodded and opened my car door before running over to her side and opening her side of the car. “Thank you.” She smiled and at me and got out as I stood behind her. “The water is gonna be cold if we get in.”

“True, but we’re not here to swim..” I slowly turned her chin towards where we were going to be seated at and leaned down close to her ear and spoke. “We’re just gonna have a little picnic.” I chuckled and took her hand in mine, pulling her towards me as we walked on the cold sand. “It’s simple, but sometimes simple is the best way to go.”

She looked at the picnic I had set for the both of us and smiled. “It’s perfect. I love it..” We got ourselves settled on top of the blanket as I had a spare one next to me. Instead of sitting down, we ended up lying down on our sides, hoisting our bodies up by our elbows. “Uh.. champagne?” I asked as I held up the bottle from the basket next to us as she held up the two glasses. “Of course.”

We both clinked our glasses together as she took a sip. I couldn’t help but notice how.. beautiful she looked tonight. I don’t know if it’s the sunset beaming on her skin or how little makeup she wore, but something about her was just drawing me in. I took a sip from my drink and placed it on top of the blanket.

“This definitely is a nice surprise.” She spoke. “I’m glad you like it..” We both looked at the waves in front of us and could hear the water crashing together. “You said you thinking spot and one of your favorite places to be was underneath a.. willow tree? That’s what they’re called, right?” I asked as she nodded.

“Well, my thinking spot is when I’m around water. Whether I’m at the beach, or I’m on a bridge that’s over some water, a swimming pool or even in the shower.” I chuckled. “Something about it is just so relaxing to me and I feel like I can breathe.. be lost in my own thoughts.”

I’ve never really confessed this to anyone, now that I think about it.

Her thinking spot is under a tree and mine is by an ocean of some kind. What goes better than land and water?

I looked up at her and saw her glancing over at the small waves as she let out a sigh. “It’s a good place to think. It sure is beautiful..”

“Yeah.. very beautiful..” She glanced back at me and noticed how I was looking at her and not the view in front of us. A blush spread across her cheeks as she played with the glass of champagne in her hands. I reached over to the basket and pulled out two sandwiches and handed her one.

“Would you care for a sandwich, m’lady?” I asked as she laughed. “Don’t mind if I do, good sir.” She took it out of my hands and took a bite. “Mmm.. avocado?” I laughed and nodded. “Yeah, I like to add it to my sandwiches. It gives it a whole new taste and takes it to the next level. If you don’t like it, I have a few ones that don’t have any.”

“Are you kidding? This is so good! Kind of reminds me of a torta, I’m not gonna lie.” She laughed and took another bite. “A lot of people don’t like them and I’m always like how can you not? It’s delicious.” I took a bite of my own and smiled. “It’s a good fat.” She laughed.

We continued to chat and eat while it got darker and darker.

“Okay okay uh if you were in a TV show or movie, would you rather be the hero or the villain?” I asked her as we looked up at the stars above us from were we lied down. “I think I’d like to play the villain just because I feel like you get to have more fun. I mean don’t get me wrong, It’d be cool to play the hero but… the costumes and the dialogue of the villains always look so much cooler, in my opinion.”

“Really?” She nodded and asked a question of her own. “If a genie granted you 3 wishes right now, what would you wish for?” I thought for a moment as I absentmindedly played with a strand of her hair. “Uhh.. pfft.. to eat anything and never get sick or fat, to get mi caballito azul back and.. for this moment right here, right now, to never end..” I looked down at her and I swear the stars didn’t compare to how pretty her eyes looked in the moonlight.

“… Wait.. what’s your caballito azul?” She asked and I laughed. “Long story short, when I was little, I l grew up with my grandparents and I used to have this blue toy horse and I would always play with it. One day, I lost it and I would cry out ‘Caballito azul! Caballito azul!’ and I never saw it again.”

“Wow, must have been so traumatic for you.” She laughed. “Hey! I’ll have you know it was haha!” I looked back up at the sky and sighed. “Okay, my turn… what’s the most embarrassing thing you’ve ever done in public?” She immediately covered her face and groaned. “There’s so many things, oh my God! I was dreading this question!”

“C’mon! Tell me one!”

“Uh.. okay, I can tell you one thing I did when I was younger.”

“I’m all ears.” She chuckled, cleared her throat and began telling her story. “So, I’m a pretty clumsy person by default, okay?” She laughed. “One time, I was trying to get the attention of this one guy I liked when I was younger and for so long, he just didn’t seem to notice me. The one time he decides to look over my way, I’m going up the stairs and.. haha I fucking trip and my body just slid when I got to the top. I was mortified!”

I burst out laughing as her face turned completely red. “I was like ‘Oh! Well, he notices me now when I’m doing some stupid shit. That’s just great.’ I couldn’t believe it.” She chuckled. “How do you fall going up?”

“I don’t know! I just did!”

“But that’s – ”

“I know!”

“So did he – “

“Nope.”

“Damn.”

Our laughter died down as I found myself looking into her eyes once again. Why are they so captivating? Why can’t I look at anything else but her? A slight breeze hit our skins as I saw her shiver a little besides me. “You cold?” I asked. “Just a little..” I sat up as she followed my movements while I grabbed the extra blanket I had brought just in case it got a bit chillier. “Here..” I placed the blanket onto her and she held it close to her body. “Thank you.. aren’t you cold too?”

“Nah, I can handle it.” I brushed it off and looked back at the waves. “I don’t want you to be cold, and it’s not fair that I’m the only one with a blanket, that you brought by the way. Plus, I have extra room so..” She came closer, her body next to mine, and shared the covers with me. “There, now we can both be warm.” She smiled at me as I wrapped an arm around her shoulders.

“Thank you..”

Silence…

I hoped she couldn’t hear the sound of my heart thumping rapidly inside my chest. I’ve never held someone like this so close to me and feel so.. comfortable. It just feels so right. I looked down at her and slowly lifted her chin up so she can face me properly. My eyes drifted from her own to her mouth. I parted her lips open slightly with my thumb as my hand went to cup her face and glance back up into her eyes.

They look so soft. I wonder what they would feel like.. against mine.

I slowly leaned down and hovered mine over hers, testing to see if this is okay. She didn’t pull away as I stayed there for a moment, hesitating if I should do this.

I want to.

I really, really want to.

“… Are you.. gonna kiss me or not?” Her voice was so soft that I almost didn’t catch it. It was almost so hard to believe.

I slowly pushed my lips against hers and it felt as if time had stopped and nothing else mattered but her. I moved strands of hair away from her face while she played with my curls. This feels.. good.. too good. It was like a fire ignited inside my bones and I became addicted to how soft they felt against mine.

We pulled away and it was as if I came back to reality and remembered where we were. I looked back up at her and smiled. “.. Come back here..” I pulled her in for another kiss and held her body close to mine, smiling against her lips.

“I had a really great time tonight, Joel..” She spoke as I had walked to her to doorstep. “I did too..” It was as if we were both thinking the exact same thing because the next thing I knew, I had her pinned against her front door while locking lips with her.

I don’t want to stop, but I have to…

One of my hands were on her hips while the other was pinned over her head. We pulled away and I could feel her breath against my own as I gave her one last sweet short kiss. I slowly pushed myself away from her and started walking backwards.

“Goodnight, (Y/N)…”

“Goodnight, Joel…”

I smiled at her and made my way back towards my car. I got inside and waited for her to go in her house before I started driving away.

Only one word came into my mind at this moment.

Woah…

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Grown up

This is based off a prompt from @cakesnomnom of an older Percy and Annabeth living a cute domestic life! I hope you all enjoy it! Warning, bit raunchy humor for my usual work but nothing bad. =P

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“Sally… are you sure? Really, I don’t mind. It’s not a problem…” Annabeth said, running a hand through her hair.

“Annabeth, dear, you look like you’re about to pass out. It’s fine, I’ve done this twice before, I have a bit of practice with it.”

The corner of Annabeth’s mouth quirked up slightly. Leave it to Sally to say things how they are. “We’ve just been busy finishing things with the venue and catering…”

Sally just shook her head across the iris message. “I know some wonderful florists that I can get a deal with. It’s not a large wedding either so it’ll be fine. Just rest up and enjoy it, okay? That’s what I’m here for.”

Annabeth smiled, nodding in defeat. Sally could be as stubborn as her son.

“Thank you.” She finally said.

Sally just beamed at her. “My pleasure. Now I have to go but tell Percy I say hi, okay? Love you, dear.”

Annabeth nodded. “Love you too, Sally.” She said, waving once before waving her hand through the mist to dismiss it.

Leaning back in her kitchen chair, Annabeth just let her head fall back for a moment and took a deep breath. She could practically feel the weight fall off her shoulders. One less thing to worry about felt like a gift from the gods. But like, an actual welcome one for once.

Leaning forward she drew a thick line through “flowers” on her latest iteration of her “To-Do” list.

That only left… a lot.

Standing up, she pushed her chair back and walked over to the window of their small apartment in downtown New York. Scooping up her cooling coffee from the table, she took a sip and just stood in peace for a moment. Some part of her wondered when Percy would be back with the groceries. Things had been a bit hectic since he had proposed to her and she teary-eyed accepted on the beach. Ever since they had graduated, things had thankfully settled down for a bit. It was clear they could never live a truly normal life, but this little apartment had been their own sort of elysium.

She was happy to discover though that time had done little to dull the burning love she felt her boyfr- fiance. It still felt a little weird calling the dork she had known for so long that. But she couldn’t be happier. Just thinking those words made her chest warm and a jolt of energy coursed from her head to her toes.

She sighed, taking another sip of her coffee, wishing Percy would hurry up. She should have just ordered out for dinner so they could have stayed home all day together. She toyed with the idea of driving off to vegas, grabbing Sally on the way and having a small impromptu wedding just so they could get it over with and get to their honeymoon where they would have two weeks of nothing but each other’s company to enjoy.

With a sigh, she set down her coffee on the table again and figure she should do a little more work while Percy was out rather than just daydreaming like she did when she was a teenager. She was on her way to thirty now.

The sound of keys opening their door jolted Annabeth to attention, and before she really made the choice to she was standing in front of the door, watching it open and seeing Percy waddle his way through the door with both arms full of groceries threatening to spill over.

“Hey babe. I’m ho-” He was cut off as she stared at her, a bit caught off guard to see her standing there waiting for him. That only lasted a moment before a grin crept on his face. “Missed me?”

Annabeth just flushed red, realizing how childish it looked. “I thought you might need help with groceries.” She muttered, looking off to the side and ignoring how much her ears burned.

Stepping forward she grabbed two bags from him. “Well… maybe a little.” She confessed, kissing him on the cheek before walking back and setting the bags down on the counter.

It had taken quite a while, but Annabeth had forced herself to pick up the habit of being a little more honest with herself and Percy. It was one thing to know your fatal flaw, and it was another to work on it.

“I should hope so, soon-to-be Mrs. Jackson.” He said, causing another jolt of energy through her system. She was really starting to like the sound of that.

“Well, I missed you too. Especially when picking out laundry detergent. I don’t get why there are a million different brightly colored bottles with vague names on them. I really feel like they’re just confusing us intentionally with all the choices…” He continued to rant with a smile about shopping and Annabeth just stood next to him, unpacking the bags as she bumped her hips into his.

They finished the bags, closing all the cabinets and Percy just turned to her. “You really should come next time, it’s more fun shopping with you anyway. You never forg-” He was cut off as Annabeth had closed the distance and cupped his face with both hands before kissing him.

Percy was surprised, but only for a moment before he wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her closer. They kissed in their peaceful kitchen for a few more moments, before Annabeth pulled away and took a deep breath.

“...I should go shopping more often.” He teased, causing Annabeth to laugh. “Maybe. But for now you should shower. You stink like sweat.”

Percy shrugged. “Not my fault it’s so hot out.” He said, kissing her forehead once before walking towards their room, throwing his shirt over his shoulder as he walked.

Annabeth leaned around the corner to watch him walk away, her eyes glued to the muscles on his back as he undid his belt. Biting her lip, she considered joining him in the shower too, but shook her head and focused on making some food for lunch. She knew him well enough by now that when he got out of the shower the first he’d do would be to start pawing through the cabinets and start devouring whatever he could get open first. Settling for a simple sandwich and chips, she made his just the way he liked it, humming to herself. Compared to the stress she felt this morning while working on plans, right now she just felt at peace. This was on the one place she found she truly could find peace.

“You know me so well.” Percy’s voice sounded from behind her, as she felt his arms wrap around his waist and pull her closer, resting his chin on her shoulder as he looked down at the food.

Annabeth snickered, leaning her head back slightly to rest against his. “Not the most complicated puzzle out there.” She teased. Some stray drops of water dripped from his hair and she pouted. “You’re still soaked! Move, you’re gonna get me wet.”

Percy leaned back, raising an eyebrow with a troublemaker smile at her. It dawned on her a moment later but Percy just innocently took a bite of his sandwich and grabbed his plate and started walking towards the couch. “Love you.”

“Love you too.” She mumbled, annoyed that the smile on her face was truly stopping her from getting upset at the brat she would be marrying soon.

He had flipped on the game and was eating his sandwich happily like he had no cares in the world.

Right when she sat down, without even thinking he just lifted the plate so she could rest his legs over his lap, a habit she had picked up some time as she leaned against the side of the couch.

“Oh, your mom says hi, by the way. She said she’s going to take care of the florist for us.”

Percy looked over, a mix of emotions on his face. “That’s great but I feel bad…”

Annabeth just shrugged. “I do kinda too, but I really do think she wants to do it. Probably her way of helping out, plus she probably would do a better job than either of us.”

Percy nodded. “That’s true…”

“Besides I’m pretty sure she was happier that we’re getting married than even we are.” She teased with a laugh, and Percy laughed in turn.

“She had been nagging me for months, and for the whole month afterwards she practically started every conversation with “I can’t believe you did it finally.”

Annabeth just laughed, dropping a chip on the floor accidentally. “True, you did take a while…” She teased.

Percy shot her a mild glare. “I was waiting for the right moment. You know how much I love you… I just… didn’t want to screw it up.”

Annabeth was touched by his sincerity, pausing for a moment. “You’re cute when you’re honestly.”

Percy just rolled his eyes. “Fine, I won’t do it again.”

Annabeth just smiled, moving her plate to the side as she sat up properly, kissing his cheek. “I mean it, it was really sweet that you cared so much. But I am happy that you’ll be my husband soon finally.” She said, looking down and twisting the ring on her finger happily.

Percy blushed red, looking away and nodding. “Me too.”

Annabeth just shifted to rest her head on her shoulder, curling her legs up under her.

Annabeth wasn’t sure how long they laid on that couch together, the fan gently blowing on them as they pretended all their responsibilities didn’t exist. It wasn’t like she had planned to avoid being productive for the rest of the day, but she felt into a comfortable groove with Percy and didn’t exactly want to break it. Everyone else could wait a day.

When Annabeth woke up draped across Percy’s chest, she just smiled, burying.her face into his shirt a little more, enjoying the familiar scent.

Their legs were tangled up, and she wasn’t sure when they had switched from idle chit chat to napping together, but she sure as Hades didn’t mind.

“Perce…” She mumbled half asleep. It took a few more attempts before he finally woke up enough to look at her bleary eyed. “Hm..?”

“We fell asleep. Again.” She muttered.

“So…?” He said through a yawn.

“We missed dinner, and if we keep sleeping we’ll be up super early tomorrow.” She explained, though her voice betrayed how much she’d love to stay here with him.

“So?” He repeated, a sleepy smirk on his face.

Annabeth just headbutted his chest gently. “Shush, we need to get up, and I’m getting hungry. Pizza?”

That seemed to do the trick as Percy was suddenly a little more awake. “Fine, but only because I’m hungry. I expect you to be right back in my arms when we get back.”

Annabeth was too tired to hide her blush. “There’s no place I’d rather be. Now let’s get going.”

She said, crawling up him slightly to share a brief kiss with him before she forced herself to her feet. Looking down at her still dishelved fiance as he looked up at her like she was an angel, Annabeth realized things were good. That “To-Do” list felt a little shorter, and she just knew things would work out in the end.

Offering a hand up, she helped her lazy fiance sit up. “Go fix your hair and get changed so we can go out. And wipe your chin, you drool when you sleep.”

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Chapter Eleven

Prove Me Wrong | Series Masterlist

Warnings: None

Word Count: 2219

Author’s Note: Small disclaimer - I have never been to the Great Lakes and therefore know nothing about what they are actually like. The beach in this chapter is based on my experience with the actual ocean, so I apologize if it isn’t entirely accurate! Anyway, I can’t believe we’re officially halfway through this series already. I hope you enjoy the chapter :)

“My shorts!” you yelped as the wave splashed up and soaked the brim of your shorts.

“What did you expect to happen?” Tyler called from the safety of the coast. “You’re up to your knees in water!”

“At least I’m having fun!”

Tyler sighed and crossed his arms, shooting you yet another disapproving look. You had spent the entire afternoon trying to get him to join you in the water, but he was indignant about staying on the dry sand.

Before the next wave hit, you started to wade back to shore. This, of course, involved a lot of awkward limb movement as you tried to fight against the tides flowing back towards the lake.

“Yeah, that looks like a blast,” Tyler said as you joined him just out of reach of the waves.

“Tyler, we did not come all the way to the beach for you to watch me play in the water alone.”

“I’m having a great time!”

You rolled your eyes, “You’re wearing socks! And Vans! On the beach!”

“And?”

“Take them off.”

“Excuse me?”

“You’re coming in the water with me. Right now,” you demanded.

“What if our stuff gets stolen?” he asked as he pulled off his socks.

“I would consider it a good thing, considering how beat up your shoes have gotten.”

“They’re my show shoes!”

“Then why are you wearing them at the beach?”

“Because they’re also my only shoes.” You laughed as Tyler placed his things in a neat little pile in the sand. “Ok. Take me away, water.”

“Dork.”

You grabbed his wrist and dragged him into the water alongside you. It took you awhile to convince him to get past water that was ankle-deep, but you made it happen. He actually seemed pretty happy in the lukewarm lake water.

“See? Is this so bad?” you asked, finally dropping his wrist from your grip.

“I guess not.”

He turned to you with the all-too-familiar dorky grin on his face. You grabbed your phone from your pocket and opened up the camera.

“What was that for?” he asked as you reviewed the photo.

“I just like to document things that happen. Don’t act like you don’t know that,” you smiled.

Tyler kicked idly at the water, creating little ripples that bumped into your leg. You turned out towards the horizon and watched a few boats that were cruising along the calm waters. It was peaceful.

That is, until Tyler decided to make sure it wasn’t.

Water splashed along your side, almost completely soaking the fabric of your t-shirt. In an instant, you turned to see Tyler with his sleeves pushed up and a devilish smile on his face. He was preparing to splash another heap of water at you, but stopped when he noticed the expression on your face.

“Ty-ler!” you yelled. “You’re going to pay for that!”

“Try me,” he grinned, already jumping through the water away from you.

You chased after him, attempting to toss water at him whenever you got close. Most of your attempts were in vain, and running around in the water was only soaking your clothes even more than they had been. From the looks of it, Tyler was facing the same issue.

“My clothes are wet now,” he frowned, pulling at his shorts a little.

“Serves you right.”

He shook some water off his hands before turning to you, “Hey, the sun is starting to set. We should go get our pizza and grab our stuff from the car before it really kicks off.”

“Good idea.”

The two of you waded out of the water and headed back towards your favorite pizza place. When you were about halfway down the sand, the strap on your flip flop completely snapped.

“Aw man,” you sighed. “That’s an issue.”

Tyler turned and started to walk backwards, “What?”

“My shoe. It’s busted.”

“I think I have a pair of Maddy’s shoes in the back of my car. You could wear those, if you want.”

“That’s great, but how am I going to get to the car with a busted shoe?”

“I have an idea,” Tyler grinned.

You started to ask what his plan was, but you stopped when Tyler bent down in front of you. With a laugh, you hopped onto his back and wrapped your arms around him.

“You know, I could probably make it down the rest of the beach without my shoes,” you said as Tyler carried you along the sand.

“Yeah, but I wouldn’t want the princess to hurt her poor feet.”

You rolled your eyes, but decided not to make a comment since you were kind of relying on him for the time being. Besides, you weren’t about to risk losing an opportunity to be this close to him.

Tyler left you on a bench outside the pizza place while he went inside and ordered pizzas. He couldn’t have been gone for more than ten minutes before he was outside again, carrying two boxes.

“This is going to be a bit awkward,” he said, looking between you and the boxes.

“Here, set the pizzas down,” you instructed him.

He did as he was told. You then hopped onto his back and grabbed the pizza boxes, which may have involved Tyler nearly dropping you head-first onto the bench you had previously been sitting on. Thankfully, that didn’t happen and the two of you were able to laugh about the entire situation. Now with pizzas in hand, you headed back towards the car to grab things for your little fire.

“Look who’s wearing Vans at the beach now,” Tyler grinned as he handed you a pair of Maddy’s shoes.

“Not by choice!”

“I still don’t want to hear another word from you about me wearing Vans at the beach.”

“And socks!”

“Hey! What did I just say?”

“Sorry,” you giggled.

“Come on, let’s go claim a good spot on the beach before they’re all taken.”

Tyler grabbed a few things from the back of the car before slamming the trunk and leading the way back towards the beach. The sky was just barely beginning to turn pink, but you could already tell that the sunset was going to be gorgeous. You were so busy admiring the sky that you nearly tripped down the stairs that led to the sand.

“Careful,” Tyler laughed, holding out a hand to keep you from falling over entirely. “I don’t want you destroying the most precious thing on this beach right now.”

“Aww, Ty,” you smiled.

“I meant the pizzas.”

“Ty!” You lightly smacked his arm.

“But I guess it would be pretty bad if you got destroyed too.”

“Oh, wow, thanks.”

You found a good spot a decent distance from the water that was sheltered by a log. The wind protection would make starting a fire on the beach a whole lot easier. Tyler wasted no time in dumping all of his materials out into the sand and beginning to construct a little fire.

“How does that look?” Tyler asked, gesturing to his little pile of sticks.

“Like an unlit fire.”

Tyler shot you a look as he dug the small box of matches out of his sweatshirt pocket. You munched on a piece of pizza while he attempted to light the newspaper he had used for kindling.

“Is that working?” he asked, leaning down a little closer to the tiny flame.

“Careful!” you said, using your free hand to grab at his shoulder. “Or you’re going to singe an eyebrow.”

“That might be a good look.”

“It most definitely would not be.”

The fire slowly continued to grow larger until it was burning steadily. Tyler, now happy with his creation, sat back on the sand next to you and grabbed his pizza box. The sun was much lower in the sky now, turning most of the clouds shades of pink and orange.

“Thanks for building a fire, Ty,” you said, turning to look at him.

“No problem.”

Golden light was shining over him, highlighting all of his features. He looked absolutely perfect as he ate his pizza in the dimming light. You couldn’t resist pulling out your phone to take a picture of him.

“What are you doing?” he asked, noticing your camera in his peripheral vision.

“The light on you is really nice right now. I just wanted to capture the moment.”

Tyler made a cheesy face at you, but you simply sighed and shook your head. Gently, you reached out and pushed his chin so that he was looking out towards the lake again.

“Just stay like that,” you said, taking a moment to find the perfect angle.

After taking a couple pictures, you scrolled through them just to make sure they weren’t blurry. They had turned out looking almost as good as Tyler did sitting right next to you.

“Wow, you’re perfect,” you muttered, followed by the immediate realization that you had said that out loud. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to say that out loud.”

“I take it the pictures turned out well?” he grinned.

“Um, yeah.”

“Take one of me eating pizza!”

Your face was still burning as you took pictures of Tyler eating pizza. He had a slice stuck partly in his mouth, but he was looking at the camera with the best puppy dog eyes that he could muster. You giggled the entire time you were taking photos.

“That’s definitely going on Instagram,” Tyler said as he looked over the pictures. “Look at that smolder.”

“You did not just say that.”

“I did and I’m proud of it.”

You sighed and stuck your phone back into your pocket. Right now, you wanted to focus on the sunset and spending time with Tyler. This was the most at peace with everything in your life that you had felt for awhile and you didn’t want to waste a second of it.

You finished your pizza just as the sun was disappearing below the horizon. Next to you, Tyler was warming his hands by the fire. He turned to look at you.

“Was your pizza good?” he asked.

You nodded. “Yours?”

“Great. I wish the pizza places in Columbus were that good.”

“But now this pizza is special when we come to the beach.”

Tyler sighed and leaned back on his hands. You pulled your knees a little closer to your chest and held your hands towards the fire. The sun going down had significantly dropped the temperature on the beach and you were suddenly very glad Tyler had built a fire for the two of you to sit around.

“Oh, hey,” Tyler suddenly said, reaching for his backpack. “I have a song for you.”

“For me?”

“Well, for you to hear. I didn’t write it specifically for you.”

Your stomach sank a little bit, but you were still happy that Tyler wanted to play a song for you. He carefully pulled his ukulele out of his bag and began to tune it.

“Have you been carrying that around all day?” you asked.

“Uh, yeah,” he grinned. He took a few more moments to finish tuning his ukulele, then turned to you. “Ready?”

“Yes.”

The melody that he played was slow and simple, but it made you smile nonetheless. After the short instrumental intro, Tyler began to sing.

“I do not know why I would go in front of you and hide my soul.”

You didn’t recognize the song, so you were hanging on to every word just in case Tyler decided never to play it for you again. Despite the fact that Tyler had told you the song wasn’t for you, you couldn’t help but feel like he was trying to send you a message.

No, that was just you getting ahead of yourself.

“What did you think?” Tyler asked as he strummed the last note.

“I loved it,” you smiled. “What is it called?”

“Screen. It’s something that I wrote for the next album that Josh and I are working on.”

“If that’s anything like the rest of the songs, I can’t wait to hear it.”

Tyler smiled, “I can’t wait to play the rest of them for you.”

The two of you spent the rest of the evening sitting on the beach and enjoying the warm fire. Tyler played more songs for you, although most of them were ones that you had heard before or covers of songs that the two of you liked. Eventually, it started to get late and your fire was hardly more than a few embers.

“We should go,” you yawned. “My parents are going to start worrying.”

“Agreed.”

Tyler packed up his things while you kicked a bit of sand over the fire to finish it off. Although you could no longer see the lake, the sound of the waves crashing against the shore was still audible.

“Good idea to come to the beach,” Tyler said as you started to walk back towards the car.

“Thanks for coming with me,” you smiled. “It was a nice way to start spring break.”

Tyler wrapped an arm around you and pulled you into a side hug, which ended up being a bit awkward with all of the stuff that the two of you were carrying. Even still, you appreciated the gesture.

If only more days could be like today.

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I’m sorry you’re still feeling exhausted. I hope work wasn’t too terrible today, and that the weekend lets you rest up a bit (if you get normal weekends. working in retail I try not to assume.) Also, this is likely to just be a short(-ish) collection of unconnected musings, but I felt like sharing them anyway, and really you should be used to that from me at this point. XD So, first off that tree painting is GORGEOUS. I mean, I tend to be kinda partial to that whole tree silhouette type aesthetic, so I’m probably slightly biased. But still. (And the background shading… <3 ) Also, ngl, the backlit keyboard keeps making me think of that video of Henry Cavill assembling his new computer that’s making the rounds. That is not meant as a complaint of any sort, mind you, merely an observation.

Speaking of hot scruffy dudes who are actually massive dorks, did you SEE Ian’s most recent Insta pic?! (the non-cowboy hat one) Omg, I don’t know why he keeps complaining about how it’s starting to look like TW Season One hair like it’s some sort of bad thing. (The longer the hair, the better the grip you can get. […uh…wait, what?… ’>.> ]) That pic just screams OUAT sequel to me. Out here looking all shaggy and windblown and peaceful and content. Proud Alpha Dad Peter spending quality time with his family/pack. How very dare he spring this on an unsuspecting public with no warning? I was not prepared. (Also, Sinqua and Holland commenting on it just ups the adorable factor that much more.)

Also, was looking at a few sites lately in consideration of ordering a few more masks for work, found this print on one of them and almost laughed myself absolutely stupid. I don’t know why it was just so funny to me, but I hope it cheers you as much as it did me. Btw, it’s available on an impressive variety of items, including two types of notebooks, t-shirts, mugs, blankets, pillows, beach towels, shower curtains, rugs, bath mats, several styles of bags, phone cases, and assorted types of wall art (sadly not on a mask, however. I was deeply disappointed.) I can see any number of items ending up in the Haleargentski household, bought by assorted non-wolf members for assorted wolf members, because they are a family of assholes. (I feel like the first gift was a travel mug to Peter from his darling husbands, then a t-shirt [on black ofc] from Peter to Derek, and then it just all snowballed from there.)

Today’s literally-just-appeared-out-of-nowhere-wtf-brain thought is (much like the French maid thing) definitely of the nsfw variety, so consider yourself duly warned if you have a shift today. Because I mean we talked about Chris and Noah using toys on each other, but why should Peter get left out of the fun? There are plenty of ways for him to enjoy them, too. Like, pretty much the initial spontaneous thought was “Peter getting pulled into someone’s lap and being pegged within an inch of his life until he comes screaming down the throat of whichever one is going down on him at the same time." And I was just like "not sure what this has to do with this video of how to make a ukelele out of colored pencils, but continue." But like, no really. Peter being knotted in one of them while the other uses beads or a (vibrating) plug on him? (Which one is the asshole who momentarily turns the vibration up high enough that they BOTH can feel it?) Or using those, or some kind of prostate massager, while he’s tied up and watching them with each other? Bonus points in that situation for anything remote controlled. See just how good his control really is. Equal opportunity toy usage is what I’m saying, basically.

Also had a thought inspired by a pregnant friend and her fiance raving about a local pizza place’s monthly special, which is a pickle pizza (no really). I may or may not have asked her if she had it with ice cream (I totally did, but apparently she’s past that point.) So I was wondering about any weird or specific cravings the boys have while pregnant. I remember Chris having a thing about chocolate pudding in the flashbacks. Was it only a certain type of pudding, or would any kind do? Were there any others he had? Did he have the same ones with Ben or different? What about Noah? What sort of cravings did he get, if any? And did they vary between sets of twins? Did anybody go the aforementioned pickles and ice cream route? Anybody dipping fries in Nutella? Onion straws in peanut butter? Doritos in cottage cheese? Anybody eat salsa straight out of the jar? Did anybody get any sudden absolute need for a specific fast food at two in the morning? Or suddenly want a type of snack food only carried at one truck stop halfway past the next town? Anybody spend several days eating nothing but veggie trays, including ones they normally can’t stand? Anybody develop a temporary aversion to certain things, like coffee (feels like it would be a terrible thing for either of them)? Did Peter cater to their every whim in any and all of these situations? (I already know that answer.) Did either one ever get demanding about it, or did they go the more passively-wistful-won’t-stop-mentioning-it route? Side note; did anyone (not family) ever catch the wrong end of hormones now backed by even more combat and/or magical ability? (Debbie at the bake sale best step off or she gonna regret a number of her life choices.)

Uh…I think that was the last of the random swirling questions/musings/headcanons for now… I hope you feel a bit better today, and that the time off (I think you mentioned some time off?) is helpful. Enjoy your time with your friend (that was this weekend, right?). If you’ve got ideas for writing stuff, but are having trouble getting them down, would making quick notes/reminders, or voice recordings, for later help? Like, so you don’t worry about losing them, but aren’t forcing yourself to do something you don’t feel up for at the time? Either way, congrats on keeping up with the journaling (and the pretty, pretty art), and I hope tracking everything proves helpful. And remember, other people’s bullshit issues and hang-ups are in no way your fault (no matter what they try to tell you), and you deserve all the good things. Take care! *Hugs to both of you!*

Yeah, honestly I think I hit that point in my life again where my battery is drained and I can’t restart it. Which is how I got my burn out at first and working towards another one. Heh but I also don’t want to give up now and just keep working for a little longer because my contract expires at the end of September and yeah..

Stress.

Aww gosh thank you, yeah I really like how that one turned out! It was better than expected.

Btw if you’re into Zombie apocalypse stories (I am) you should definitely check out The girl with all the gifts. It’s so brutal but also interesting, I definitely enjoyed that. (And it was research for my own book)

Lol I love this keyboard and this laptop, really, it was the most expensive thing I ever bought but it’s so worth it. Still runs super smooth after 2 years. I don’t think I’ve seen that video of Henry though.

And omg yes I did and it’s the best thing. he looks so SOFT omg. I def got OUAT S2 vibes from that. And OUAT vibes. Also that pic of him with Colton, omg. Those were the best!

THAT PRINT!!!! I nearly snorted coffee out of my nose this morning but managed to swallow it down just in time. My work computer would have suffered caffeine damage otherwise XD.

But yeah, that becomes a running gag for sure!

Because I mean we talked about Chris and Noah using toys on each other, but why should Peter get left out of the fun? There are plenty of ways for him to enjoy them, too. Like, pretty much the initial spontaneous thought was “Peter getting pulled into someone’s lap and being pegged within an inch of his life until he comes screaming down the throat of whichever one is going down on him at the same time."

*cheff’s kiss*

Yes.

Oh the images are so good. Remind me to write them out in detail tomorrow after the zoo trip.

Also parking the pregnancy cravings to answer tomorrow since it’s past midnight and I should catch some sleep before I need to be up again. But I will definitely type that HC out.

Side note; did anyone (not family) ever catch the wrong end of hormones now backed by even more combat and/or magical ability? (Debbie at the bake sale best step off or she gonna regret a number of her life choices.)

Ohhh Debbie’s toast. Because yes, Noah’s magic is that much stronger when it’s fueled by pregnancy hormones and Chris turns into a very protective hormonal fighting machine. Low center of gravity has advantages when you’re in a squabble with the Karens.

And yeah, I have four days off right now. Which means I don’t have to work until Thursday again. Which is awesome!

But yeah work wasn’t too bad, I had to do one bad news conversation which fucking sucked since there was nothing I could do and nobody I could get a hold off to fix the problem for that customer and it was just a waiting game. I hate those conversations. I honestly do.

Most of it was quiet though and I got to leave an hour earlier due to the quiet day. So that was good. And I watched a movie while being paid (The girl with all the gifts) so that was pretty fun too XD

I actually voice record a lot already. I find it really helps with clearing my mind and I write a lot of stuff down. But I appreciate the tip!

Lots of cuddles from me and Mo and I hope your day went by well. <3

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Don’t break me again

Billy Hargrove x Reader

Word Count: 4,143

Warnings?: Swearing?

Author’s Note: THIS WASN’T SUPPOSED TO BE ANGST I SWEAR!!!

This is a piece for @moonstruckhargrove‘s Valentine’s Day Challenge

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Valentine’s Day sucked ass.

And chocolate wasn’t on sale till tomorrow.

But you would be damned if you didn’t get any.

The one good part of adult life was that the holiday wasn’t shoved down your throat anymore. You might have liked the holiday in elementary school, when teachers made a big deal about making everyone a valentine and someone’s mom made cupcakes with pink icing, but once middle school hit and kids started being weird about crushes and the holiday, all bets were off. Middle school candy grams were a popularity nightmare-if you didn’t get one, you were a loser who nobody liked. You cried in the bathroom at lunch when nobody bought you one. When the creepy kid from your debate team bought you one the next year, you didn’t hear the end of it till junior year of high school. You watched every ‘couple’ from seventh grade on make a massive deal of the holiday-flowers and chocolates and paper hearts taped to locker doors and teddy bears dragged through classrooms and abandoned in the cafeteria or parking lot or the bleachers in the gym. You watched them lay waste to the holiday every year.

It wasn’t until senior year that you even had a reason to celebrate the holiday.

Billy Hargrove arrived in a cloud of smoke, dressed like a low rent Billy Idol and sneering like he could still smell the cow shit from the farms on the out skirts of town; hell, he probably could, you were very accustomed the stench of Hawkins. He was angry and bitter and desperate to rule the school. And you were just intriguing enough to him, with your matching sneer and Madonna style-you looked like the groupie he wanted to take home with him, and you were more than willing.

You got together quick and, to the shock of all, stayed together. That Valentine’s day, you had someone to celebrate with. But Billy didn’t do mushy holidays. You were fine with this, you didn’t need flowers that would die or stuffed animals to give to GoodWill when you broke up. You were completely content with being pushed up against a locker and kissed until you couldn’t see straight. That was good enough. And, for awhile, it made you stronger-while other couples frittered away and hated each other, you and Billy made it through till graduation.

You moved to California with him, finding not the endless beaches of Los Angeles but the northern, suburban, dull Sacramento. You found his bad boy attitude to be a façade, his grandparents’ house filled with photos of their golden, smiley grandson, their only grandchild, passing milestones like kindergarten graduation and swim lessons and losing his first tooth. He was a dork who was obsessed with Orson Scott Card and Stephen King and watching Dynasty with his grandmother. He was…lost back in his old world. He didn’t exactly fit into it anymore; his friends had moved on, the girls were more interested in the older college boys than Billy, the fun things he used to do just weren’t fun anymore. Instead of finding new things and new friends, he fell into a funk. He didn’t have a job and so he spent his days watching TV and eating junk food.

Meanwhile, you tried your best to enjoy yourself. While this wasn’t the life Billy had lovingly described to you, it was different. It wasn’t lonely, but it was awkward. You worked at the Macy’s makeup counter, selling Clinique to busy moms and teaching preteen girls to recreate looks from magazines, selling them cheap lip gloss to appease your disgruntled boss. They were sweet girls, just looking for a shot at being noticed at their schools by anyone and you knew the feeling well enough to find the time to teach them how to blend their eye shadow and blush out. It certainly killed dull weekdays when the mall was mostly empty save for kids wandering around and shoplifting magazines and candy bars.

You continued the job when you started at the community college, studying history and selling semi-expensive makeup to moms on the weekends and after school. Billy, meanwhile, promised to get his acted together and, for the most part, he stayed true to his word. He got a job at a hardware store and got you and he out of his grandparents’ house and into a crappy one bedroom apartment, its only selling point was that it was fifteen minutes away from Billy’s job. He worked full time and often took side jobs fixing lawn mowers and bicycles around the neighbourhood out of your storage space. It wasn’t exactly smooth sailing and you often missed each other-when Billy was coming in from work, you were heading out for your evening shift and when you were home, Billy was either at work or in the back of the building, getting coated in gritty grease and oil that stain his clothes and made his hair stink. You only ever seemed to see each other at the end of the night, when you were both too tired to do anything at all.

You were very lonely.

Sure, you had some friends at school and a couple of your coworkers were chummy, but you weren’t close with them. You didn’t hang out outside of school or work with them and Billy’s friends weren’t exactly inviting you along on their poker nights. You spent a lot of nights alone, pouring over your textbooks with the TV on in the background so you didn’t feel completely alone. Billy was your best friend, but he wasn’t exactly around. As you fell into the hum of school and work schedules, Billy fell into his own personal bout of loneliness.

That’s when he met Amber. That’s when he forgot you.

You knew he was cheating in the corner of your mind, but you held out hope that it would pass once you got on winter break. You had a wonderful Christmas with his grandparents, only to be spoiled by a rough call from his father. You got him a watch, monogrammed with his initials, knowing he’d lost his last one to a slippery fingered co-worker. He got you a wrench. In his defence, it was useful, but it certainly wasn’t what you wanted.

After Christmas, Billy fell away again. He was distant, out of the house just as fast as he came in, out with friends all the time and never quite with you when he was around. You craved his attention, to bring him back somehow.

And then, it all came to a head.

You worked that Valentine’s Day, because you and Billy didn’t celebrate anyway and the money would be good for an easy night. You’d painted your face in pretty pink hues and watched the young couples who wandered the mall after school that day with a bittersweet smile. You remembered being like that with Billy just a year prior. It felt silly-you were only nineteen, barely older than them, and yet you were sounding like a disgruntled housewife. You leaned on the counter, watching the clock tick down till you could finally close down the counter for the night and head home. You wanted to head home to your tired boyfriend, sit around on the couch with him, order takeout and relax for the night. It felt like forever since you done that.

But that was at noon. By five, your whole opinion had changed.

You went for your dinner break at four thirty, a small luxury of boring technical holidays where people acted like it was an actual holiday while scrubs like you worked. The only perk of it all was that while couples circulated the mall, they stayed mostly to the Valentine’s themed aisles and the jewellery stores. This gave you ample time to peruse the sale racks of expensive shops, digging around for good deals and having sales clerks mostly ignore you, a welcome thing for you.

You usually wouldn’t find yourself in the expensive lingerie shop on your break-it was full of overpriced bits of strategic lace and mesh in pastels and silks and satins. But, to your surprise and joy, they were having a sale for Valentine’s Day only and, even better-it was actually a decent deal. You went in hoping to get one new decent bra and then maybe look at the silly themed lingerie; if any of the panties were on sale you’d buy them, no amount of hearts would or could ruin a good deal on nice undies.

That’s when you saw him-Billy, mulling the racks of baby doll sets and lace one pieces’ with the eye of a skilled critic, rubbing the material between his fingers and examining the lace and mesh spots carefully. He looked absolutely adorable and you had half a mind to rush him. But two things stopped you, firstly: you didn’t want to ruin his obvious little surprise for you. It was a sweet gesture, if a little misplaced; there was nothing you’d rather wear less than the French cut magenta one piece he’d pulled with the nipples cut out and the rest of the chest covered in lace. It all looked impractical and itchy.

But the main reason you didn’t burst in on his little shopping trip was simply: someone else did it for you. A Playboy playmate jumped on his back, grinning like a fool and pressing long, fast kisses on his neck and cheek. You found yourself dumbfounded-suddenly knockoff Sandy Greenberg was pressing herself into your boyfriend and he was pulling her to his chest and kissing her with all the passion your relationship lacked. You wanted to storm them, to hit him and make a scene and cry and make him feel the way you felt as your heart slowly shattered watching them. The playsuit was for her, of course it was for her; the colour suited her bleach blonde hair and sun tanned skin perfectly. You were a forgotten piece of window dressing.

You should’ve slinked away quietly, it would’ve been so much easier and you could’ve saved the screaming match for inside your apartment. Instead, you bought the damn bra and two pairs of silk panties for the fuck of it; you wouldn’t be paying Billy’s rent anymore, you could buy yourself something new.

Before you could stop yourself, you marched over to the pair, now examining stockings and garter belts. You pulled the last bit of cash from your wallet. “Here,” you snapped, pushing the cash into Billy’s chest. His eyes flicked from your hand to yours, realization dawning on him as to what was happening. “Since I’m already paying for you to screw around with her, let me help with the toys.”

“Y/N…” Billy tried softly, watching you carefully. His little girlfriend was already putting distance between him and herself.

“Save it.” you snapped, rushing out and back to Macy’s to hide away behind a counter. You hoped that Billy would stay out of the apartment when you returned home, but a small part of you hoped that he’d be there with a thousand apologizes that you could refuse or accept at your leisure. But you knew that wouldn’t happen-you’d come home to an empty apartment and maybe a note if you were lucky. You guessed your eyes were red when you returned to your counter, because Mallory, your manager, sent you home with a sneer to ‘not use your break to get stoned’. You didn’t particularly care; you went back to the apartment to handle the mess he’d made.

Billy wasn’t home but his stuff was still there. You packed up your clothes and made your break.

That was the last time you saw him.

San Francisco was much better than Sacramento. Costume design was a more fun degree than Russian history. And working for the San Francisco Ballet was way more fun than you expected it to be.

The ballet had run a production of Romeo and Juliet for the month of February, meaning you’d spent all of January switching between quick fixes on costumes for the end of the Nutcracker run for Christmas and making dozens of muted pastel dresses for the choral girls. You weren’t the head designer, you weren’t even the head of a design group, you were simply a seamstress for the company, building tutus and skinny little dresses. In fact, your only job of real importance was the slightly awful job of helping the trope’s Prima Ballerina, Henrietta McCoy, break in and then fix her Pointe shoes. How you had gotten this role, only God knew, but you guessed you fixed a hole once and she’d had such a good performance that she insisted on you doing it from then on.

Valentine’s Day was a big performance night-it wasn’t the first performance of the run but it was the most packed. You had finished your alterations and fixes that afternoon and it was not your shift to help with changes. It was your first free night in weeks and you intended to spend it in your pyjamas on your couch with a movie and some overpriced chocolate. But to achieve this you would have to go out to get it.

Usually, you’d till the day after Valentine’s Day to buy chocolate; it always tasted better on sale and you could pick your poison guilt free. Sure, you could’ve spent your night out on the town with Cooper from the company, but you’d rather be on your own on your couch than out at some restaurant with Cooper listening to him drone on about how he was this close to making the lead male dancer for Swan Lake next Christmas.

You made your way into the cooler February night; you only lived a block away from a BlockBuster and a grocery but you still drove, not wanting to risk anything in the dark. There wasn’t going to be anything good left at BlockBuster anyway, so you went in search of chocolate first.

The store was mostly empty, save for the usually struggling husbands and boyfriends who’d forgotten the holiday. You smiled politely at their buffoonery as you passed them, heading for the more expensive chocolate.

And now…the biggest decision of the night: assorted dark or milk chocolate? Were you pretending to be healthy or admitting to your fat assery?

“Since when are you into this mushy shit?”

The voice made you stop dead in your tracks.

You didn’t turn around; if you didn’t turn around he wasn’t there. You tried to hide the shock from your voice as you answered it. “Since…Since when are you in San Francisco?”

“Just passin’ through…You look good, Y/N.”

“I know.” You chose the dark and you almost went for the smaller box.

“You’re not even gonna look at me, are you?” you could hear the confidence waver in his voice. You heaved a sigh and turned around.

The mullet was gone, a definite improvement. He looked different though-bulkier maybe. He looked less like a chiselled god and more…human; still strong, but less toned and tan. His blue eyes still shone with mischief, but there was something else there too. They were less glassy and clearer; less filled with trauma and more focused. His eyes didn’t train your body the way they used to with every girl; they stayed right on your face, in search of something.

“Hi Billy…” you said tightly, crossing your arms over your chest, plastic basket handles digging into the crook of your elbow.

“Ouch, guess I look like shit now, eh?” he joked, though it fell flat.

“You look…different.”

“Bad?”

“No…more mature maybe, but not bad. Just…different.”

Billy hummed, shuffling on the linoleum. “I…I really don’t know what to do with that. Let’s try again: so, what’re you doing tonight? Hot date?”

“Nah, I’m enjoying a much needed night off.” You smirked softly, your mind drifting to pyjamas and movies and the end of this conversation.

“Oh yeah? Work a lot of nights now?”

“Work around the clock now. No rest for the wicked I suppose.” You turned down the aisle, contemplating wine to go with your chocolate. You had a feeling Billy would follow, but you weren’t exactly pleased about it.

“I didn’t think history teachers worked around the clock.” Billy mused.

“I wouldn’t know, I’m not a history teacher.” Billy hummed curiously and you stole a glance behind you, not able to stop the grin that formed on your face as you watch him try to think of other jobs that could be related to history.

“I’m a costumer for the San Francisco Ballet. I spend all my free time starching tulle and making tutus.” You explained, pulling a bottle of red off the shelf, a half decent bottle you’d tried before and didn’t hate.

“I thought you were going to be a history teacher? Like Ms. Barney or whatever…”

He remembered. Curiouser and curiouser…

“Do you remember how shitty we treated our teachers in high school? Why the hell would I submit myself to that? Besides, I was trying to be Russian history major, that’s not exactly hireable. So, I changed to a fashion design major and got a damn degree.”

“I didn’t think you were much of a seamstress; you couldn’t even fix the hole you made in our old couch.” Billy chuckled cruelly and scowled up at him. He was such a douche.

“Okay, one; you made that hole wrestling with Justin high off your asses. And two; I DID sew it back up, and I took the weird jizz stain out of it, but you ripped it again. You stuck your foot right threw it and got stuck.” You snapped bitterly. Billy’s smirk faltered and he crossed him arms over his chest awkwardly.

“I was just kidding…” he muttered. You rolled your eyes, turning back to the shelves and pretending to examine a bottle of rosè.

“I was just…I didn’t know you were into sewing.”

You frowned, raising an eyebrow curiously, turning slowly to face him again. “I pretty much made or refashioned my whole wardrobe in high school…did you not know that?” you asked.

Billy shook his head and, for once, you believed him.

“Well, I did. And I forgot that I liked it so much so, when we…broke up, I reconsidered my life and changed my program. Stuck around in Sacramento for a little while, but once I was done I got the hell out.” You explained, turning and heading towards the cash registers, choosing the smiley girl, twenty at the oldest. You slightly hoped that he’d be more than a bit distracted by her flirty smile bubble gum bubbles.

“You know…we didn’t actually break up…” Billy whispered in your ear as you piled your purchases on the conveyor belt. You pulled away from Billy, his hot breath on your ear wet and all too familiar. He was too close for comfort and too easy to slip back into. Billy hadn’t changed, not really- he was still the giant flirty asshole he was before. Sure, he might have had a change of heart, but his attitude was the same.

“I’m pretty sure me catching you with your side chick buying lingerie was enough of a hint that you didn’t want to be with me anymore. I don’t stay where I’m not wanted.” You explained, smiling politely at the cashier, whose eyes were taking a stroll down Billy’s muscle bound body. You pulled out your wallet and your debit card, flashing it to the girl, who plugged in the payment type into the computer.

“I never said I didn’t want to be with you, Y/N.” Billy said bluntly. You scoffed, rolling your eyes as you swiped your card and plugged in your code.

“Oh of course, you liked that I was paying bills and cleaning up after you.” You muttered, bitterly, grabbing the plastic bag from the girl, who waved Billy goodbye, eyes fluttering softly.

You were more than ready to leave. You’d honestly just wanted to go home, it didn’t matter that you didn’t get a movie, you just wanted to hide behind a locked door until Billy left town again. You rushed into the parking lot, leaving Billy in the dust. Because, at the end of the day, Billy was your first love and you still carried him a piece of your heart. And Billy wanted that piece back, that was clear, and you were nowhere near interested in giving it back.

But Billy didn’t exactly want to see you go just yet. And he wasn’t there for the piece, he was there for the whole heart.

Billy knew he’d fucked up the second he saw you in the mall. He realized how much he’d fucked up instantly. Erika, that was the other woman’s name, was the type of girl he went after before you. It was in a moment of desperation, of boredom and loneliness and dissatisfaction with his life. And she was exciting and new and shrill and phony and self-centred. She was a decent lay and should’ve stayed a one night stand. But, because she was interested and he was bored, he kept going back. He got caught up in the excitement of a new relationship. He didn’t realize how shit he was until he got caught.

And he regretted it so much. Because you deserved better, you deserved the best man he could be and that wasn’t him. All he wanted to do was apologize, to beg for forgiveness, but when he returned that night, practically chasing what he thought was your car, abandoning Erika without a second thought. He swore you were done at four; he would catch you before you left. But you left early and he came home to an empty apartment, your things gone, and no note to give him any clues to where you went. He’d taken all this time to find you again. He wouldn’t have guessed San Francisco.

And now you were leaving again and his chance was slipping away. If you rejected him now, he wouldn’t come looking again. He’d gotten lucky that Tina of all people knew where you had moved, that luck wasn’t coming back. And besides, he knew that his search was more than a little creepy; he really didn’t want to be creepy.

He reached out for you, grabbing your arm and pulling you back. You ripped your arm out of his grasp, but you didn’t turn your back to him, you stared him down.

“Come to dinner with me.” He grinned cockily, shoving his hands in her pockets casually.

You barked out a laugh in utter disbelief “No way in hell!”

“Why not?” Billy chuckled.

“You broke my heart, remember? I caught you with your other girlfriend on Valentine’s day.” You snapped.

“You’re never gonna let that go are you?” Billy said. You scoffed, turning to walk away. This time, Billy let you. He’d fucked up, again. This was not was he was here for

“I’m sorry.” He called after you.

You turned back slowly “What?”

Billy took a deep breath “I’m sorry, Y/N, I fucked up back then and I was unhappy and I made a mistake. I’m sorry I hurt you so much.” He said.

You were stunned; this was not what you were expecting. You nodded dumbly “It’s…its okay, Bill. I wasn’t as happy as I thought I was then.”

Billy stepped closer to you “I want to make it up to you, I wanna fix us.”

“I don’t think we can be fixed, Bill. I think we’re done.” You sighed bitterly, crossing your arms once more.

“I just…I lost you and it made me realize how much I care about you. And not just as like a girlfriend, I think you might have been my best friend.” This earned a small, genuine laugh from you that filled Billy’s whole body with the warmth of a summer day. He pressed on “And when you were gone, I realized how much I needed you. How much I need you. So please, let me try to fix this. I just want you in my life again, I don’t care in what way.”

You stayed silent for a moment, letting his words settle in your mind. You missed him too, you couldn’t deny that any longer. Your eyes fluttered shut as you breathed out a sigh.”Just…just don’t break me again, okay? I can’t bear it.” you whispered.

Billy nodded frantically “I won’t, I can’t I-I would never let that happen again.”

You nodded, more to yourself than him “If you want to hang out, I was gonna rent a movie.” You peaked at him, watching the genuine grin break out on his face. “But nothing scary! You know I don’t like horror movies!”

Billy chuckled “You liked Carrie!” he tried. You smiled much to his relief, smacking his shoulder slightly as you headed for the Blockbuster, just a few shops down.

“Don’t push it, Hargrove.” you said, grinning up at him.

“I won’t.”

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