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You Got Me — outtakes (2)

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a/n: here’s one of my gifts to you guys to celebrate me hitting 100 besties!!! <333 ps i really do handpick these from a folder of convos tht didnt make the cut <3 enjoy!! sound off in my askbox if you did hihi <3

omg man at this point anything tadashi is priority on the list

Gravity (Always Brings Me Back To You) — Yamaguchi Tadashi

You’ve known Yamaguchi your whole life

No, it’s not that whole cliché your-parents-are-best-friends trope nor is it that boy-next-door type of friendship

You’re Tsukishima’s best friend!!!

So after Yamaguchi starts hanging out with Tsukishima, the three of you instantly become inseparable

The summer before high school starts, and all three of you are attending Karasuno

You spend most of your summer outside of Japan, living your best life

Tsukishima doesn’t even bother asking how you’re doing, he just asks you to bring him back food

Yamaguchi, however, texts you everyday and always asks how you are and what you’ve been up to; probably sends pictures of Tsukishima and him everyday

Always up to greet you good morning and good night, always mentions how much he misses your company and that hanging around with Tsukki w/o you just isnt the same

Though you look at Yamaguchi as a friend, you can’t help but feel special whenever he mentions that he wants you back in their company

You don’t see each other until the first day of high school, and boy

Tadashi???? Has gone from boy to MAN

The amount this dude has grown over the summer is just?????? You used to be at par in terms of height, now he’s a whole 12000 feet taller than you

His features are a lot more prominent too not that you’re complaining

But this obviously is like the grounds for when you start thinking of Yamaguchi Tadashi as a man

These days as you hang out with Tadashi alone you really, really get to take a good look at his face, and wow—his face isn’t “that bad”

One time on the way home Kei had ditched the two of you since his mother picked him up

So it was just the two of you walking home alone; it was still fun even without Kei

He held your hand the whole way home; and though you didn’t know what that meant you still got butterflies just thinking that Yamaguchi Tadashi, man candy, Mr Good Looking, held hour hand and was conscious of doing it—wanted to do it too

Though with Tadashi suddenly hitting puberty also comes new feelings and perspectives for him

So the day Tadashi suddenly starts distancing himself from you you’re left confused and anxious

What did I do wrong? He seems fine whenever he’s around Tsukishima...have I changed ever since I came back?

Despite the sudden distance Tadashi never forgets to let you know he still cares

Buys you that bread you like from the caf whenever you forget to bring your lunch

Helps you study sometimes

Walks you home when Tsukishima can’t be bothered to

Lends you his jacket

But always looks away when you make eye contact

Stops talking to you outside of school (unless its for homework)

Gets awkward whenever you talk to Tsukishima and him

And you just can’t figure out why he’s being like this

So you decide to distance yourself too and start hanging around Yachi and Hinata instead of Tsukishima and Yamaguchi

But of course, we can always count on the reliable Tsukishima Kei, jack of all trades, master of none to patch things up when he’s tired of your bullshit

One day Tsukishima invites you over to his place

And of course you go, because you nd tsukki are still good friends

You do nothing but laze around with him the whole afternoon

Suddenly he pipes, “What is up with you and Yamaguchi? It’s starting to annoy me how distant you guys are being”

You give him a pointed look. “Nothing is going on between the two of us,” you sigh, and its only then that you realize how much you miss the freckled boy, “Yamaguchi just doesn’t like me anymore, I guess.”

He snorts and rolls his eyes, “You got that right.”

“Y’know if you invited me over just to insult me I might as well leave,” you stay sternly, and suddenly Kei is panicking, “I don’t know what the fuck you and Tadashi have been up to these days but if it’s shit like this then maybe I’m glad to have left the two of you alone.”

“What the fuck,” he says, and chases after you as you leave, “No, yn, jesus—yamaguchi just had some feelings he needs to sort out”

“He didn’t have to put that on me”

“Can you stop being difficult”

“No, let me go, I wanna go home”

“You literally live right next door”

“Exactly, I wanna go home”

“Hey.”

You turn to look him in the eye and soften once you realize he’s actually pleading for you to stay

“Listen to me,” he explains. “You can go home and be a brat and bitch and moan all you want—”

“i WILL”

“—but remember this,” he continues, “Yamaguchi has good reason for trying to avoid you...for now. He just needs to sort some of his feelings out.”

“Well, whatever feelings they are,” you pull your hand from his grasp, “you can tell him I don’t care about them at all.”

Great, you think to yourself, I’ve made things awkward for me, Yamaguchi and Tsukishima now.

One day you’re coming back from lunch with Yachi, and you make eye contact with Yamaguchi in the hallways

He tries his best to wave to you in the least bit of effort to say hey, we’re still friends—but realizes it might be too late when it’s you who finally decides to look away first

From that point on just tries his absolute best to reconcile with you

Leaves you little candies on your desk before school starts

Sometimes little notes like “You’re beautiful!” And “I love seeing you happy :)”

One day a note comes that says “You’re still my best friend” and you just start bawling

You just don’t know what you did wrong and you miss your friends

That same afternoon, when everyone leaves and it’s only you left to pack up in the classroom, Yamaguchi approaches you (albeit quite cautiously)

“Hey,” he starts, and it’s obvious he’s flustered by the way he rubs his nape, “Can we talk?”

“Oh,” you scoff, still keeping your stuff, “You wanna talk to me now?”

“Yn,” he calls, and looks you right in the eye as he says, “Don’t make this any harder than it’s supposed to be.”

“Motherfucker this is supposed to be hard on YOU??????????? you left ME, Tadashi! Remember that!!”

“Which is why I’m trying to make amends!” He explains, hands flailing nowhere. “Please. Let me explain.”

You look to the clock. It’s 5:25 pm.

“You have five minutes of my time.”

“You don’t need to worry,” he replies, “I only need two.”

lowkey your heart was THROBBING LIKE WHEN DID THIS SOCIALLY AWKWARD BOY LEARN TO MAKE MOVES LIKE DET DMFMFKEOWKE

“Ever since you came back home from Bali, or the Bahamas—wherever you went for summer—I started to look at you differently,” he starts, “I...I thought you were glowing, and suddenly every feature of yours was just so attractive to me I couldn’t handle it.

And you know, being without you for almost three months just made me realize that I really do like your company, and your stupid laugh and your lame jokes—it made me realize that I needed you in my life, yn. But all these feelings were just so weird—how could I be seeing my childhood best friend like the most beautiful person on earth?

So i tried to run away from them; I tried to run away from them by running away from you, in all hopes that they’d pass and we could go back to normal. But obviously; I was wrong. Being away from you just made my heart grow fonder, because whenever I saw you laugh I just thought to myself, that could have been something so good with me.

I like you, yn,” he states with all confidence he can muster, his olive tan skin glowing as it bathes in the evening sun, freckles dancing on the apples of his cheeks and over the bridge of his nose, and in that exact moment you can’t help but wonder how even after all this time, Yamaguchi Tadashi is the sweetest man of all. “I like you enough to think I actually love you.”

You blink; you feel like you’re about to cry.

Yamaguchi looks towards the clock, looks back to you and shrugs, “I’m sorry. I took three minutes.” He looks to you for a few moments before he clicks his tongue, and looks away. “Yeah, that’s all. You have every right to be mad at me, by the way—”

“Tadashi.”

“Hm?”

“Kiss me.”

His eyes widen, and a blush now develops on the apples of his cheeks, but Yamaguchi doesn’t hesitate to wrap his arms around you and bring your lips to his.

Everything about Tadashi is just as you remembered; his cologne still smells like him, his skin soft and bouncy to the touch, his hair still the same smooth it once was, and Tadashi’s lips taste just like the ice cream you had when you first held his hand

Though a lot about Yamaguchi Tadashi has changed, you know in your heart that he’s still the same, sweet boy he always was.

He pulls away, but not exactly; his lips are still on yours, eyes still closed, his face close enough for you to feel his breath on your skin,

“I love you, yn,” he mumbles against your lips, “I want you to be mine,” he kisses,

“Today,” another,

“Tomorrow,” another,

“And all the days after that...”

Needless to say, that same afternoon Tadashi’s lips are swollen and his chest almost physically hurts from the fast beating of his heart,

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Social:

discordapp.com/ - Like Skype but better, more accessible, smoother, and with more features. Call, play games, and chat with friends.

twitch.tv/ - Watch and chat with people doing everything from gaming to cooking to teaching.

Reading:

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Hobbies:

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Josie Saltzman

Completely and all at once. She gives all of her love and affection to you and she doesn’t hold back. She’s not afraid to completely fall in love, giving you all her heart. She makes sure you are taken care of even if it means she’s neglected. She always puts you first. She’s there for you whenever you need her and doesn’t back down even if you try to push her away. 

Hope Mikaelson

Slowly and cautiously. She’s standoffish at first, keeping you at arm-length in case you leave. She’s afraid of opening herself up only to be left behind and with a broken heart again. She’s lost too much already to let that happen to her. She doesn’t trust many people but when you prove to her she doesn’t need to be scared, she lets you in and loves with all of her heart. 

Lizzie Saltzman

Quickly and too easily. She falls in love quickly and sometimes without thinking. But she just wants somebody who knows her and accepts her for who she is. She’s afraid to open up and be judged but she’s tired of being alone. She’s hiding her true feelings at first until she knows you aren’t messing around with her. Then she becomes her true self that you love her so much.

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Strategically and unexpectedly at the same time. She thinks she’s in control of her emotions but you surprise her. She’s acting tough outside for other people but she’s a softy when she falls in love. Showing you a completely different side of her when the two of you are alone. She’s caring and puts the relationship first. 

The End.

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No definite house for the reader. This is sixth year.

Word count: 850

Hogsmeade was the best place for students to relax for a day. For you and Draco, that meant a date where you both just looked like friends hanging out. You both ended up taking a walk in the forest by the Shrieking Shack, your hands brushing as you walked.

“How are things at home?” Draco asked, his hand starting to slip into yours.

kim dongyoung x gender neutral!reader

word count – 1.6K

genre – Soft-Angst

warning(s) – mentions of cheating, insecurity, crying

synopsis – Doyoung’s been busy, and as much as you convinced yourself that it wasn’t a big deal, part of you just really starved of having him around as often as he used to.

There were some unwritten rules when it came to the relationship you had with Doyoung. You were both idols, quite famous ones at that, so you both knew the struggles of maintaining a romantic relationship in a world where you’re constantly on demand.

Doyoung likes to joke around by saying that his manager is more clingy than you are. 

However, one of the rules is that jealousy is an emotion that needs to lack in this relationship, and be replaced by trust. Both your jobs require you two to interact with many people, and you’re literally being paid to look attractive and provide fan service, so there are always things that cameras, people and tabloids try to manipulate for money and publicity.

Though, just because it was a rule, doesn’t mean it eliminates the emotion.

Recently, tabloids and gossip blogs had been going crazy about a live stream that Doyoung was in. Unknown to everyone except his company and you, Doyoung was working on a solo album, featuring a fairly new artist in in the k-pop world.

Maybe you were overthinking everything, they didn’t actually kiss. They were just renacting the choreography of Blood, Sweat & Tears and the part where Suga and V did that little close to the face thing, plus the lowkey choking… You were just going to tell yourself that you were reading too much into it. Doyoung is an idol, and the newbie is just his friend. 

But, then again, there were so many gossip blogs talking about how close they were. Doyoung had to even tweet that the solo artist and him weren’t dating or romantically involved in any way.

Maybe the almost-kiss was the last straw for your brain to go into code red mode. Maybe your body was affection-starved and to think that Doyoung was giving his attention to someone else… that hurt a bit.

“Jagiya?”

You ignored the voice.

“Jagi?”

Again.

“[Y/N]?”

“What?” You almost snapped, yet it still sounded angry.

“I–” Doyoung told himself he had to think of his next words, so spoke as calm as he could, “You’ve been in the studio for six hours. I just wanted to–”

“–Doyoung,” You interupted. You didn’t know if it was too much of a leap to jump to conclusions, but you really couldn’t bottle up the thought for much longer. “Are you cheating?”

Doyoung had to take a second to laugh, no laugh that was to rash or drastic, but he actually thought you were joking. There was no way he genuinely heard that right. It took him another second to notice the saddened and worried look on your face, so he immediately stopped to widen his eyes, “Jagi, it’s not funny,”

“I asked you a question,” You said, rather sternly.

Doyoung properly entered the room so both feet were firmly planted on the timber of your studio. He closed the door behind him, as if making sure, despite that nobody else was in the apartment, nobody was able to hear the conversation. “No,” Doyoung frowned, “You’re making an accusation. Rather stupid one, might I add.”

You replicated his frown, crossing your arms as you sat in your seat, “Are you going to answer the–”

“[Y/N].” Doyoung stopped you immediately, using your name as the halt button as he put a finger onto his chest, “Never. I would never fucking cheat on you. You’re the best fucking thing that’s happened to me, and I’d be a whole dick and a half if I willingly got rid of everything we are.”

You know when you’re trying not to cry, but your body is starting to choke out a tear, and you’re trying to suppress it as much as you can, so your jaw starts to tense and you swallow a little too hard, and your voice comes out too soft.

“If this is about how close I am with one of the boys or the artist that I’m collabing with–” Doyoung took a quick and breath. He wasn’t sure if he should apologize, part of him was telling him not to; none of his actions were intentional, yet another part of him was saying that he should… He dropped his hand from his chest, resting it at his side and lowering his gaze to the floor under your feet. “[Y/N]… You should’ve talked to me..”

You wanted to honestly just wrap yourself I to a blanket and stay there for a while, partly because… He was right. Talking to him would’ve been difficult, but it would’ve let to the situation being resolved much more diplomatically.

Doyoung took a step forward, leaning down in front of you on his knees. He placed a hand over yours, gripping it tightly to remind you that he was here.

“Honey,” Doyoung said, “Honey, look at me.”

You refused to, and honestly, there were tears threatening to fall from your eyes. Your neck tensed to stop the action, but instead your body reacted in a way that two years had dropped onto Doyoung’s bare arm.

His eyes widened a bit, guilt immediately washing over his whole body, “Baby, oh god, please don’t cry, I’m so–”

“No,” you sniffled, bringing the sleeve of your hoodie up to wipe away the tears, “You don’t have a reason to be sorry. I was overreacting, I know you love me..”

“I do. I swear to God I do.” Doyoung smiled sadly, gripping your hand harder but also lovingly.

You swallowed your excess emotions before looking at Doyoung properly, “I think… I think I just really missed you; and you being busy, I didn’t think it was a reason enough to complain..”

Doyoung leaned forward to place a small yet loving kiss on the top of your head. The sensation made you giggle, but your reaction made him smile.

Request: Yes or No

I heard you told your friends that I'm just not your type

If that's how you really feel, then why'd you call last night?

You say all I ever do is just control your life

But how you gonna lie like that, how you gonna lie like that?

"Yeah, nah, man. (Y/N) is dope, but he's just not my type, ya know? I think I was just.. Experimenting with what I like." Chuck explained to his friends. (Y/N) played with his lighter, flickering it on and off as an amused smile tugged at his lips. He pretended not to listen, headphones in but music low.

"I hope we can stay friends cause he's the chillest guy I know." He finally brought the lighter up to his cigarette, lighting it and flicking it off.

"He was kind of.. Controlling in a way? Not possessive or toxic. You know how chicks get when they think you're cheating? Like that." (Y/N) almost snorted but held it back. He pulled the cigarette away from his lips and stood up from the bench, passing by the guys without a glance.

Yeah, I heard you said I ain't the type for you

I don't regret it though, I learned from it

They should have you locked up for all the time you stole from us (Woo)

Took you out when I had no money

Only person that you ever cared about was you, that's why it's so funny

(Y/N) didn't have much of reaction when news spread of his and Chuck's breakup. He found it a bit amusing. Chuck tried to make people feel bad for him but at the same time make (Y/N) look good as well. Maybe from guilt or to keep (Y/N) as a just in case. He knew there was good inside of Chuck but he didn't expect much from the relationship. He tried to make it work but you can only try so much before giving up. The only thing (Y/N) really regretted was the time wasted on an empty relationship.

You want somebody that'll keep you warm at night

Then, tell me, why you actin' cold to me?

You ain't the only one to blame, no, I'm the one that made you rich

When I bought every lie you sold to me

Yeah, heard you threw away the pictures

But you still got the memories of us

So I guess I don't really make a difference

After the playbook, nobody really wanted to be friends with Chuck. So, when (Y/N) showed slight interest, Chuck pounced at it. Though, it seemed to have been a waste of time since he deleted all their pictures off social media. (Y/N) knew there was a romance, a spark, between Josie and Chuck. But Chuck assured (Y/N) that they were just friends. (Y/N) tried to believe him but at the end, he knew it was a lie.

Flippin' through 'em in your head

Got you texting me all hours of the night

Yeah, you told me that you needed distance

What's the deal with you?

You say you want a man that keeps it real

Then why you mad when I get real with you?

You want someone to pay the bills for you

Went from feelin' you, now I feel for you, liar

(Y/N) had to put his phone on mute thanks to Chuck. If he didn't, he'd be up all night hearing the nofications from Chuck and his texts. Crazy how Chuck wanted distance yet he was the one trying to stay close. (Y/N) had started to like Chuck, mostly going out with him out of pity, but that changed a few months into the relationship. People had started warming up to him again and (Y/N) quickly realized that he was just a tool to get on everyone's good side again. It was annoying.

I heard you told your friends that I'm just not your type

If that's how you really feel, then why'd you call last night?

You say all I ever do is just control your life

But how you gonna lie like that, how you gonna lie like that?

"Hey, (N/N), how's everything going?" Betty asked, nimbling on her bottom lip as she watched him. He furrowed his brows.

"Good, why wouldn't it be?" He questioned.

"Because of the breakup?" It was Betty's turn to be confused. (Y/N) blinked and nodded.

"Oh, right, yeah." He nodded, giving a sheepish smile. "I've got a lot on my mind. I'm actually sketching out a new idea." Betty smiled.

"Really? That's good. At least you've got your mind off Chuck."

"I've been through breakups before, Elle Woods. Chuck is the last thing on my mind, but thanks for worrying. Honestly... He's not really my type."

Look, let me guess, you want to stay friends?

Tellin' people that's how we been?

Tellin' everybody, yeah, that we was barely speakin'

Ah, that's kinda funny, why'd you call me every day then?

It's immaturity, you goin' off the deep end

"I'm glad you and Chuck are still friends."

"Friends?" (Y/N) repeated Ginger's words. "We don't talk. At all." That was kind of a lie. Chuck called and texted everyday but (Y/N) barely replied. (Y/N) shook his head, sighing. He spotted the jock and sent him a text, straying away from his friends. Chuck jogged over, flashing his charming smile.

"What's up?"

"First of all, can you not blow up my phone? Second of all, quit lying. We don't talk and we aren't friends." Chuck frowned at his words.

"What are we?"

"Acquaintances? Exes? Strangers? Take your pick but this isn't friendship." (Y/N) rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

You just want somebody you can chill and get some drinks with, cool

Then don't hit me on the weekend

Tellin' me you missed the way we talked and how I listen, yeah

Why you playin' with my mind, huh?

Why you playin' with my time, huh?

"Listen, (N/N), why don't we talk about this at Pop's? Like we used to. I wanna be friends with you again."

"No, Chuck. I'm tired of.. Of you." (Y/N) confessed. "You got brownie points from everyone, congrats, but can you leave me alone now? I know I sound like a dick but you're wasting my time. Either be my ex or be a stranger, I don't care which. Go find Josie or Moose to keep you company."

"No, baby-" (Y/N) rolled his eyes again at the pet name. "We aren't together anymore, you can stop pretending to like me, Chuck."

Told me, "We should let it go and put it all behind us"

That's what I did, now you askin' me what I done, I was

Waitin' for this day, I saw it comin'

I think you just like attention, tryna tell me all your problems

I got issues of my own, I ain't got time for all this drama

You told me that you don't really wanna talk—then why you callin', huh?

"Let's put the past behind us-"

"I did but it seems like you can't." (Y/N) took out his cigarette pack, glancing at a disapproving Chuck.

"I'm just trying to fit in again, (N/N). I haven't figured out what I want in school yet." Chuck watched as (Y/N) raised the rolled up blunt to his lips.

"You have problems, I have problems, we should just fix them on our own with different people, Chuck." (Y/N) said, glad school had been long over or else he would've definitely been caught and suspended.

"Fine, if you don't wanna talk, we won't talk."

"Good, don't call or text me about anything other than school, aight?" (Y/N) spun around on his heel and went back to Ginger and Tina.

I heard you told your friends that I'm just not your type

If that's how you really feel, then why'd you call last night?

You say all I ever do is just control your life

But how you gonna lie like that, how you gonna lie like that?

(Y/N) grinned, shaking the spray can as he stared up at his finished masterpiece. He was glad Keller let him do art around the town as long as it wasn't offensive. (Y/N) took out a cigarette and lighter, trying to light it but he had run out of fuel. He huffed and pouted until a muscular arm moved around him and lit the cigarette.

"Thanks." He mumbled, looking at the curly haired male.

"You did that?" He asked, taking a seat beside the older teen. (Y/N) nodded.

"It's dope, shit looks professional." (Y/N) chuckled, eyeing the man.

"Yeah, I got inspired by an 'ex', I guess." He looked back at the art on the wall.

"You go to that high school nearby, right?" The man questioned, motioning to the Riverdale sticker on his bag. (Y/N) nodded. The man hummed.

"I suppose that shithole has some talented kids, the rest are nosy fuckers."

"You've hit the nail on the head, my friend." (Y/N) grinned, tossing the spray can off to the side.

How you gonna lie, how you gonna lie like that?

Baby, how you gonna lie, how you gonna lie like that?

How you gonna lie, baby, how you gonna lie like that?

No, no, how you gonna lie like that?

"Back onto this 'ex' of yours, what's the story?"

"He got into a bit of trouble with the school, everyone hated him for a while so he got with me to earn brownie points and then broke up with me. He's an annoying little shit though." (Y/N) told him, shrugging lightly.

"Those types are the worst. Bring out the worst in you." The man said, leaning against the wall. (Y/N) looked at him, admiring his handsome features.

"You don't look like someone from the Northside. So, what brings you here?"

"Wanted to wreck havoc but got caught up with the artistic babe." He replied smoothly. (Y/N) smiled, shaking his head.

"You've got fuckboy written all over you." (Y/N) cooed, ignoring the buzzing of his phone. "Plus, I don't even know your name, sir."

I heard you told your friends that I'm just not your type

(Baby, how you gonna lie like that? No, no)

If that's how you really feel, then why'd you call last night?

(Tell me how you 'bout to lie like that)

You say all I ever do is just control your life

(No, no, no)

But how you gonna lie like that, how you gonna lie like that?

(Oh, yeah)

"Malachai, and yours?"

"(Y/N)." (Y/N) replied, taking out his phone and seeing the texts from chuck. He rolled his eyes, muting his contact before putting his phone away.

"Will I see you again, Malachai?" (Y/N) asked with a grin. Malachai nodded, eyes looking him over again.

"Definitely." He purred in return, sending him a wink before walking to his car.

Tell me how you 'bout to lie like that

Tell me how you 'bout to lie like—

Remeeting Mako and him revealing that he still has feelings for you, despite the years that have passed

Request: Yes or No

Korra nudged Mako, motioning over to three people. A girl was using her airbending to suspend a guy in the air while he yelled for her to put him down. The other guy just casually watched.

"How can he just lean there and watch?" Korra huffed, stomping over. Mako quickly followed, recognizing the guy leaning against the tree.

"Hey! Aren't you gonna do anything?" Korra asked, eyeing the green clothing.

"About?" He asked. Korra motioned to the girl and boy.

"(Y/N)...?" Mako breathed out, caught off guard. (Y/N) looked at him before looking back at Korra.

"Hey, Sheo! Mind putting your brother down for a second? We've got someone who's against bullying!" (Y/N) called. The blonde lowered her arms, putting the male on the ground.

"Happy?" He sneered. Korra rasied her hands.

"Woah, sorry for the misunderstanding, I just-"

"Save it for someone who cares." (Y/N) mumbled. Mako frowned.

"(Y/N)... I-"

"You guys hungry?" (Y/N) asked, pushing himself off the tree and approaching his friends.

"I assume you two have history? You're pretty similar in the social department." Korra crossed her arms, looking at Mako.

"Yeah.. We used to date in secret for a couple of years. He helped us with money from time time until I broke up with him over nothing. I picked an argument because I got insecure and broke things off. It didn't end pretty. He's as scary as his mom." Mako sighed. Korra frowned, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"You should talk to him, maybe it'll work out again." Korra said, taking a hotdog that Bolin offered as he approached them.

"Who's his mom, by the way?" Korra asked. "Maybe you can talk to-"

Anon!Request: hi! can i request something angsty with mina please? and if you have enough time also gf!mina headcanons? thanks so much! p.s: i love your writing!!

A/N: Aish..I got carried away in writing this prompt. Haha 😅 Anyways, what do you guys think?

“I’ve caught the feelings! What am I going to do now?!” Twice!Nayeon Fake!dating Prompt.

“Y/N, please!”

You ran your fingers through your hair as you sighed. You’ve already read enough prompts to know that this will either only end well or seriously disastrous.

“Nayeon, for the last time, I’m not going to. Why does it have to be me that you have to pretend date anyway? You got Jeongyeon and Momo as your options,” You complained as you continued to highlight some more medical jargons on your book.

“Look, Jeongyeon’s out of town for a week and everyone knows her and Momo are dating so no. I can’t stand guys asking me left and right, Y/N! I need you to make them believe I’m unavailable and that I like girls so that they will leave me alone,” she pleaded before forcing you to look at her in the eye.

Bookmarking the last page, you drummed your fingers on the table, “If I do this, what’s in it for me? I’ll be sacrifing my single status for you after all.”

She squealed and side hugged you, making you squirm in discomfort in her arms. “I’ll treat you to that movie you’ve been dying to watch! With food and everything! And I’ll buy you drinks from your favorite cafe for a week.”

“Even the expensive ones?”

“Even the expensive ones,” she mocked rolled her eyes and you perked up. “Ah, what the heck! Fine! It’ll be just for a couple of weeks, right?”

The sheepish smile on her face made you rethink your choices. “..It’s more of I need to date you for a couple of months? Just to make it clear?”

“Months?!”

—

“Aish, the things I do for you, Im Nayeon,” you grumbled to her the next day as you ignored the jealous stares. If looks could kill, your body would’ve been already massacred. You lowered your head as if you were aiming to kiss her cheeks when you whispered, “Do we really have to do this…?”

Nayeon flashed you a flirty smile before tapping you gently on the nose, “Duh, they wouldn’t believe it if I don’t flaunt you. Now come on! I need a smooth and suave Y/N L/N now.”

Mumbling about pushy girls and how they’re the reason you remained single, you took a deep breath as you went into character. You first straightened your posture and fixed your appearance to be more presentable before a smirk graced your features. You then took out your phone and snapped a photo of her, making her frown. “What are you doing?”

“Uhm.. Using my girlfriend as a lockscreen? You look cute here,” you grinned before winking at her and slipping your arm around her waist as you leaned closer to her. You did a little dance in your head when she became all flustered. “Shall we?”

—

‘What happened to the dorky and shy Y/N that I knew?’ Nayeon thought to herself as she looked at you in wonder. You were suddenly all charismatic and flirty and—Have you always been this pretty?

“Nayeon-unnie! Y/N-unnie!”

You both halted your steps before turning around to see test subject number one, aka Sana, skipping towards you with a cute smile on her face. Her eyes widened when she saw your arm wrapped around Nayeon’s waist. “Wait..What? Are you guys..?”

“Well…” You smiled before lacing your fingers together as Nayeon squeaked. An amused chuckle escaped your lips as you pulled her closer. “You okay? Anyways,” you started before returning your attention to Sana, “We’ve just began seeing each other so I doubt there’s going to be labels as of now.”

“Hope that’ll change after the next date though,” you announced and a squeal from Sana made you grin. “I always knew you two would be great together! How did this happen? When? I need to—“

Sana’s words were cut by the bell and you suddenly kissed Nayeon on the cheek. “My class is at the other side of the building. I’ll see you later at lunch?”

Nayeon gave you a shaky nod as you jogged off, leaving her dumbstruck. “Did she..?”

“—Just kiss you?” Sana finished. “Yes, which made me want to see my Dubu. Now let’s get you to class. You can daydream about Y/N there.”

—

Rumours about you two dating circulated around like wildfire after your little show. You did managed to tell the girls the truth later though, making Sana sulk at you for hours until you bought her a peace offering.

—

Days turned into weeks and weeks into months. To Nayeon, you’re pretty much the best fake girlfriend she has ever had. You‘re witty, charming when you’re not being such a grouch and incredibly sweet. You know when to simply listen and if she’s having some bad cravings, you go all out just to get it for her. Not to mention you‘re very easy on the eyes.

Plus it didn’t help that you’re the most attentive girlfriend that she’s—Scratch that, you’re the best girlfriend that she’s ever had and she’s confused as to why she‘s never considered pursuing you before.

You on the other hand, were honestly suprised with yourself when you found out that you love being with her. Be it either walking together with your fingers intertwined, random cheek and forehead kisses in the halls or cafeteria or even when you’re simply studying and she’s leaning unto you in the library.

You’ve began to look forward to those moments, along with spending time with her everyday and—

Oh.

Oh no.

—

“I’ve caught the feelings! What am I going to do now?!” You said in frustration as you paced in front of Jeongyeon, Dahyun and Chaeyoung in an empty classroom.

“Hold up. You’re saying—

“-You’re starting to like—”

“—Nayeon-unnie for real?!”

Biting your lip, you gave them a nod as you covered your face with your hands. “I am and I don’t know what to do…”

“Out of everyone in the campus, you just had to fall for the devil’s incarnate,” Jeongyeon snickered a little before turning serious, “You knew this was a fake thing, Y/N. So why…?”

“I did know it‘s a fake thing, okay?! But I faked committed! I’ve faked like her so hard that I really like—No, I think I love her at this point, for real even though she’s sort of annoying, mean and sometimes nice to bury six feet under the ground—“

“Amen to that,” Jeongyeon supplied and you shot her a glare before pinching your nose in exasperation. “What’s wrong with me?” You then asked out loud before sinking down on the floor and pulled your knees closer to your chest.

“You’re being human, that’s what,” a voice from the door piped up and you lifted your head to see Chou Tzuyu marching towards you. “Y/N-unnie, listen closely. If you really do love her, you’ll seize the day right now or I swear to you you’re going to regret it for the rest of your life.”

She was dragged away by Dahyun after saying that, leaving you speechless in your seat while Chaeyoung sat beside you after giving Tzuyu a look. “We’re going to have a talk about you and your speeches, Tzuyu. But Y/N-unnie? She’s right, y’know?”

“But what if—“

“No what ifs!” Jeongyeon, Dahyun and Tzuyu yelled in unison from across the room and you scoffed, “I’m just trying to prepare myself from the worst case scenarios! Sorry if I want to lessen the inevitable heartbreak!”

The girls rolled their eyes at you while you stood up and began to pace again, not noticing their jaws slightly dropping when they saw someone slowly pushing the door open behind you. Another wave of frustration began to hit as you started to rant. “Besides, what do you guys want me to say to her? Hey, I know this was all pretend but I’m starting to love the idea of you being my girlfriend for real. So what do you say? Will you go out with me?”

“Uhm…U-Unnie?”

“Not now, Dubu,” you said as you stopped pacing and closed your eyes. “Fanfiction and Tumblr had already prepped me enough for this scenario but I still went and fell for her.”

Chuckling sadly, you shook your head. “Well, it’s not like I can help it. I mean, you’ve all seen her right? How can I not fall for someone like Im Nayeon?”

“Is that so? If that’s the case, how can I not fall for someone like Y/N L/N as well?”

It was like you were tossed into a tub filled with ice cold water and was submerged there for hours when you heard her as you immediately whirled around to see her leaning on the door frame, arms folded against her chest along with a coy smirk on her lips.

“Wow, look at the time,” Jeongyeon abruptly said before dashing out the room, the maknae line quickly on her heels, leaving you all alone with her.

“..How much did you hear?” You softly asked as you sat on top of a nearby desk, eyes focused on your shoes while you started to fiddle with your shirt. She took several steps until she was standing in front of you, wedging herself in between of your denim clad legs. “I heard pretty much all of it after the part where you were yelling about what ifs.”

‘Of course she just had to hear our stupid confession. Great, how are we gonna face her now?’

A hand on your chin lifted your head up and before you can process anything else, her lips were pressed up against yours. Tingles of electricity ran throughout your body as the soft sweet kiss got registered in your mind and you closed your eyes before kissing her back.

Describing it as mindblowing wouldn’t suffice.

Your fingers made their way to her hips as you found the belt loops in her jeans to tug her closer and closer to you while her hands began to run through your hair.

The need for air suddenly came and you broke it off and rest your forehead on hers, while your eyes roamed to admire her. Flushed face, dilated pupils and half lidded eyes never looked sexy to you until now as you leaned in again to capture her mouth. This time, you nibbled and sucked her bottom lip, lightly smirking into the kiss when she moaned before you stopped, earning a needy whine.

“Y/N!” She growled breathlessly and a lopsided grin appeared in your features before you stood up and switched placed so that she’s the one sitting on the desk now. You placed your arms on each of her sides, trapping her as you leaned again only to stop when you’re millimeters away from kissing her. “Let me just clear this up first,” you murmured when she glared at you. “You’re mine?”

Her arms were quickly wrapped around your neck as she forcefully closed the little distance between you and swiped her tongue against your lip before ending the kiss. “I don’t just kiss anyone, L/N but yeah. I’m yours as long you’re mine.”

“And we’re happy that you two cleared that up!”

As if a bolt of lightning struck the two of you, you jumped away from each other and turned to just see the rest of your friends mischievously grinning at the doorway. Everyone was present and you had to surpress a laugh when you saw Mina covering Chaeyoung’s eyes and Jihyo doing the same for Tzuyu. Sana was jumping up and down excitedly while clutching on Dahyun’s arm. “Yes! They’re finally together! I won the pot!”

“Sana!” Jeongyeon hissed and Nayeon raised a brow. “Pot? What pot?”

“Looks like they betted on us, Jagi,” you murmured as you wrapped an arm around her shoulders. You didn’t particularly care about how much money was there or that they betted on the two of you.

Shifting your gaze to the incensed Nayeon beside you, you tightened your hold unto her and proclaimed, “Let them have whatever prize was at stake. I’m the one who got the jackpot anyways.”

All confused eyes darted unto you as you proudly grinned and laced your fingers with hers. “I mean, I got the girl after all.”

“Ew!”

“They started getting cheesy with each other!”

“Let’s go!”

“Yikes, it’s the honeymoon stage!”

Anon!Request: hi cutie🤧 could you please do a drabble with Jihyo using these prompts? “I’m sick of being your second option” “End of discussion. End of relationship.” Thanks

A/N: This was painful to write, anon. 😭💔 Hard one too. Hahahah hope you like it,

Stretching your back as soon as you’ve finished the last paragraph of the report you’ve been putting off for days, a triumphant grin emerged on your tired face before you nearly fell from your seat when your phone suddenly rang. The moment you saw who the caller was, a faint blush spreaded on your face as you couldn’t help avoid the goofy smile appearing on your lips. “Hello, Ms. Park. What can I do for you at one in the—“

“Y/N..?“

You heard her say hoarsely on the other side of the line and you suddenly gritted your teeth when you realized that she must’ve been crying. Anger began to bubble inside you as you tried to fight off a furious growl.

“What did he do this time?” You couldn’t help but hiss at the thought of her bastard of a boyfriend saying things to her again. Saving your files, you quickly stood up to grab your jacket and keys while listening to her story, your eyes darkening with rage by the minute when you found out that Jihyo caught him cheating. Again.

Lacing up your shoes, you walked up to the front door and twisted the knob. “Where are you, Jihyo? I’ll come and…”

Whatever the next words that were about to come out of your mouth disappeared when you saw her standing at your doorway, those gorgeous eyes that you love was tinged with red due to her crying so hard.

“…Get you,” you finished before you pulled her in and hugged her tight. As soon as she felt your arms around her, Jihyo took a deep breath before diving into the solace of your hugs. She buried her face on your chest, clearly loving how protected she felt in your arms as she took in your scent before hugging you back.

—

The creaking sound of your bathroom door made you look up from your book and a whistle escaped your lips when Jihyo emerged from the bathroom wearing nothing but your huge hoodie that went past her thighs. Your eyes dropped down to her legs before you chastised yourself mentally and shook your head as you returned to your book, earning a chuckle from her. “You can look, you know. It’s not like you haven’t seen more.”

And she’s right.

You’ve seen and touched more than that. You always did whenever they broke up.

A faint throb appeared in your chest as you swallowed thickly to avoid the shrill nagging voices in your head. ‘She’s using you again.’

‘You’ll never be good enough. Why do you think she goes back to him?’

‘She knows you have feelings for her but yet…’ The voice trailed off, clearly smirking in your head. ‘Remember Y/N, she never did say that she loves you back after that day.’

‘Fuck buddy. Friend with benefits. Temporary thrill. That’s what you are.’

‘You’re only second best. You’re—‘

“Y/N? I was asking if you’d want to go to sleep now.”

You snapped your gaze up to her, the throbbing feeling and the voices dispersing as soon as you saw the dimples on her cheeks and the warmth in her eyes.

A smile flitted on your lips before you placed your book away, lifted the bedsheets up and patted the space next to you, earning a squeal as she rushed in to snuggle into your side. “You’re the best, Ms. Y/N L/N,” she grinned at you before tapping your nose.

“Apparently, I have to be. The best, I mean. Who else is going to make you smile like this?” You teased before pinching her cheeks and Jihyo retaliated by climbing on top of you to tickle you mercilessly, making you squirm and howl in laughter. When you finally saw an opportunity to reverse the situation, you made your move and caught hold of her wrists before you flipped her over as you pinned her arms above her head.

“Checkmate, Jihyo-ah,” you whispered in her ear before you sat up and smirked, making Jihyo‘s heart flutter when she saw you all confident and…and in control. Her gaze flitted from your eyes to your mouth as her breath slightly trembled while unconsciously licking her lips. She could feel her heartbeat thumping wildly when you leaned in, only to be disappointed when you stopped a couple of centimeters away from her mouth.

“Are you…?”

You murmured before letting go of her wrists, tucking away a strand of her hair that was straying in her face when she laced her arms around your neck just to pull you downwards and softly capture your mouth with hers.

“Yes… Make me forget, Y/N.”

—

It was her voice that woke you up the next morning along with a couple of shuffling around the room.

“…I’m on my way,” you heard her say before you opened your eyes to see her talking on her phone while getting dressed. “Yes, I’ll see you when I get there…”

The soft look you saw in her eyes made you clamp your jaw shut and ball your fist under the sheets as your expression went blank.

‘I told you. I told you. I told you,’ the nagging voice cackled with glee, mocking you again and again as you gazed at her figure before noticing that she has ended the call.

Jihyo soon realized that you’re awake as a beam was seen in her features. “Hey, sleepyhead.”

“Was that…?” You asked as you sat up, trailing off at the end. You really did not want to mention his name because you’re sure you’ll only say it with a bitter spat.

A huge smile appeared on Jihyo’s face as she put her top on, confirming your worst thoughts as your shoulders slightly sagged. “He apologized, Y/N! He said that he wants to give it a shot again and…”

For the first time in your life, you tuned out Park Jihyo’s voice. For the first time in your life, you were annoyed at her for being so happy.

You lowered your head to squeeze your eyes shut while biting your lower lip hard, drawing out the metallic taste of blood. ‘I should’ve known.’

“…He‘s waiting for me right now and—“

“—I’m sick of this, Jihyo,” you whispered, trying your best to keep your eyes from getting glossy with unshed tears, making her falter in her steps as she turned to look at you. “What are you talking about….Y-Y/N..?”

Her eyes widened when you raised your head to stare at her with a look that’ll forever haunt her mind.

The usual twinkling eyes that shined whenever you’re amused was gone and in its place, stood a dull pair of orbs that was keeping tears at bay.

“I’m sick of the inconsistency,” you spat harshly as your expression darkened.

“I’m sick of you seeking me out whenever you and him had a fight and then when everything’s fine, I don’t hear a thing from you for weeks. I’m sick on how you’d act like your all over me one day and throw me like yesterday’s trash by the next. I’m sick of piecing you back together only for you to return back to him. I’m sick of it and I just…I just didn’t say anything because I hoped someday you’ll realized…”

You breathed in deep as you opened your palm, wincing when you realized your nails made stinging marks.

“…But you didn’t and I can’t keep on doing this forever, Jihyo because it’s starting to hurt so damn much..”

Sadness began to cloud your features as your bottom lip trembled when you choked back a sob. “I’m tired of the pain. I’m tired of feeling worthless whenever I wake up at time with an empty space by my side…”

A soft cynical chuckle escaped your lips as you shook your head, finally allowing the tears to slip down your face. “I’m sick of being your fallback. Your plan B…”

“…I’m sick of being your second option. Be honest. I didn’t mean anything more than just your past time fling, right?”

The question pierced through Jihyo’s heart, and seeing just how broken you were looking in front of her, it was more than enough to break her. You were always there for her. If you gave up on her, who else will—

“No no no…Y/N,” she took hold of your shoulders and lifted your chin up to meet her eyes. “I—You’re not! You’re—“

“—Cut me the bullshit, Jihyo!” You snapped as you glared at her hard before defeat shone in your eyes as you sighed shakily. “End of discussion…Just-Just leave…Go to him or whatever…I give up…I’m done…”

You wrapped your arms around your knees as you pulled them closer to your chest before resting your head on top.

“E-End of dis..discussion?” She stammered as her voice cracked, she was crying now too.

You were her rock, the only one that kept her grounded and the one who makes her laugh whenever she’s having a bad day. The first person that she calls whenever something good or bad happens. The one who was always there to catch her whenever she’s falling and from start to finish, was her number one supporter.

And it’s hurting her, so much. It felt like her heart was being trampled upon on when she saw your face. She didn’t want to lose you. To let go of you. She didn’t…

A soft gasp of realization echoed in her lips as she stared at you as if she had a new pair of eyes. How had she been so blind?

Her hand immediately reached out for yours only for you to whip if away.

“What part of ‘end of discussion’ don’t you understand?! End of discussion, end of relationship or whatever this is between us, Jihyo!” You roared before you got up from your bed and left the room, slamming the door with a bang.

—

One thing Jihyo regretted after letting you walk through that door was not telling you the words your heart has been dying to hear back in months. Maybe telling you would’ve cleared her clouded mind.

Made the fact that she’s been in-love with you for some time now, more official to her.

‘Although that would’ve made Y/N confused and probably more furious,’ Jihyo thought to herself as she sat on your bed, letting her fingers dance on the sheets that you both fell asleep in last night.

Her thoughts went to how tight your arms were wrapped around her, like as if you’re shielding her from the world. She let her mind drift to how your touch felt like fire when your fingers ran up and down her body.

She then recalled the time where all this fooling around began.

Jihyo caught her boyfriend cheating on her for the first time so she proceeded to stay at your place for the next several days where you made it your mission to make her smile.

You watched cheesy movies, took her to the beach, talked till the sun came up and she made you late on some classes.

And then that fateful rainy day where you told her you love her came.

[Flashback]

Electricity was down and two of you were dancing and singing under the rain together at your backyard without a care in the world. You’ve been staring at her for quite some time now and Jihyo was about to ask you about it when you twirled her around and pulled her close, only to whisper those three words in her ear.

“I love you.”

[Flashback Ends]

You confessed and Jihyo could remember how she only kissed you in return. Telling you how she needs time. Only for two days after, she returned back to him.

“This time it’s different,” she said to no one in particular, her eyes flashing with determination. “This time I’m staying. This time, I vow that I’m not going to make her cry again.”

Fandom: Gotham Pairing: Oswald Cobblepot x Male!Reader Summary: He never question your loyalty, but the curiosity still stands Word Count: 1,052 Request: Could I please have the love/romance prompts 18 and 23 with Oswald Cobblepot? Please make it directed towards him, like the reader is devoted towards him. Oswald deserves people who love and don’t betray him.  Prompts: “I have never loved myself, but you? Oh God, I love you so much I forget what hating myself feels like.” “I want to spend the rest of my life with you, no matter how short or long that is.”

Oswald doesn’t have many people in his life, most usually go away due to his temper and other undesirable traits of his, but there was one particular man. Loyal to Oswald through and through, perhaps even blackmailed into staying and yet, Oswald has never questioned his loyalty.

See, he was known throughout the crime world for his criminal activity, how he’s just as fearsome as Victor Zsasz. Oswald had never questioned where you had stood or what you wanted. Oswald found himself defending you when people were to question you or your motives. He found himself loving someone that wasn’t about him or Edward.

Pairing: Tom Holland x Male Reader

Warnings: allusions to institutionalized homophobia, slight language

Wordcount: 943

A/N: The fifth and final drabble that I’ve finished for my 500 follower contest! This one is for @myfeetkeepdancing​. I’m sorry this took so long, but I really hope you like it! ❤️ Jerod

“Hey, mate!” Haz answers the video call. Tom smiles a little at seeing his friend again, making a mental note to meet up with him sometime soon. “So, how’s everything going over there?”

“Oh, filming’s going great. Speaking of which, how’s your own filming going?” Tom asks.

“It’s great! I love the character and I love my co-stars, so it’s all cool. Anyway, what did you wanna talk about? Your text sounded super urgent.”

“Haz…I…I need your help. Well…actually, I really just need you to listen and help me out a little, okay?” Harrison nods his head, starting to look a little worried about what Tom might say. “I just…I can’t do it anymore! Constantly having to sneak around, and hide him, and lie to the entire world about him when all I want more than anything is to take him out and show him off all the time!”

“I assume you’re talking about Y/N.” Tom throws him a ‘no shit’ look, obviously not amused in the slightest.

“Harrison. For real, mate! I don’t think I can keep this up much longer! It’s really starting to get to me; everyone around here has been saying that I’m different. It’s even starting to get in the way of my acting!”

“Okay. Okay, mate. Calm down. Why the sudden change of heart though? you’ve been with Y/N for two years; it’s never seemed to bother you this much.”

“I don’t know, Haz! Just…ever since he joined my management team, and I actually get to see him every day like I wanted, I can’t get the thought out of my head that this is all…unfair to him. I mean, of course, I’ve always thought it was a little unfair to him that I couldn’t properly be with him, but… I don’t know. I guess, in some sort of fucked up way, I felt less guilty when I was paying for his flat and all his bills? God…that sounds so shitty when I say it out loud.”

“Tom…” Harrison interjects, “As much as I hate to say this…you have to decide what’s more important to you. Your career…or the man you love.” Tom groans, running his hands through his long, curly hair. “I know Y/N will never say anything but, mate, he’s put up with a lot for you.” Tom’s head snaps back up, face twisting into an expression of slight indignation. “You said it yourself how he always has to hide and lie!” He can tell Tom is getting annoyed, the boy’s body language very clearly displaying so.

“He would kill me if he found out I told you this…” Harrison continues, “Remember not that long ago, how you had that beard?” Tom huffs, but nods his head, remembering the fake girlfriend the studio insisted he had. “Well, you also remember how Y/N came to London and stayed with me for a few weeks around that same time?” Tom’s mind immediately jumps to conclusions, anger coursing through him as he points a threatening finger at the screen.

“I swear to fucking god,” he seethes, “if you and him…” He trails off, unable to finish with the thought of you possibly cheating on him running through his head.

“No!” Haz exclaims, “No! No! No! Nothing like that! Mate, I would never do that to you! And neither would he!” Tom’s breathing evens out as his body visibly relaxes. “What I was trying to tell you is that…there was this one point when he found an article about you and your beard. There was a video attached to it of the two of you eating each other’s faces off. He…he broke down. Cried for ages.”

Tom remembers the exact video, recalling how wrong it felt to kiss her and how all he could think about was you. “Haz…what do I do?”

“Ladies and gents, we have a very special guest tonight! Mr. Tom Holland everyone!” Jimmy Fallon introduces Tom, the crowd cheering as he strides onto the stage, signature smile plastered on his face. The interview proceeds like most others, Fallon asking questions about Tom’s new projects and celebrity gossip. It takes a turn, however, when Fallon asks the question.

“So, Tom. Handsome, successful, young man like yourself probably has all sorts of people swooning over you.” More than a few cheers and ooohhhs sound off from the audience, making both the men on stage chuckle. “So…what sort of chances do they have at winning your heart?”

“Actually…” Tom glances backstage, looking right at you. “None.” The crowd whoops as Fallon raises his eyebrows at him.

“So…you’re saying that there’s someone who’s already won you over?” He tears his gaze away from your worried look to turn back to Fallon.

“That’s exactly what I’m saying.” Tom jumps up from his spot, noticing all eyes on him as he crosses the stage and disappears behind a wall.

“Tom, what the hell are you doing?” You whisper yell as he takes your hand and starts leading you back towards the stage. He stops, just for a moment, to press a soft kiss to your cheek.

“Showing off my beautiful boyfriend to the world.” You’re too in shock to protest as he pulls you onto the stage. The bright lights and shocked gasps of the audience finally pull you out of it. “This is the man that’s already won my heart. The love of my life.” Tom knows he’ll have hell to pay with the studios execs, but he doesn’t care. He loves you, and that’s all that matter to him.

Would you like to see more?: Masterlist

General male reader fics taglist: @yesthetrashbin, @childofmarvel​, @mauriciosaurio​

Pairing: Clint Barton x Male Reader

Request: “Can I request being fake married to Hawkeye for a mission but have real feelings for each other headcanons?”

Warnings: Swearing

When Fury told you that you and Clint had a mission, you were ecstatic

The Bros

As you had lovingly labelled your team

Whenever you both got paired up, shit got done

With some laughable, Blooper-Esque type moments

There was one time that Clint tried doing a backflip from a railing to get a guy that was running thirty feet away from him

He managed to shoot the guy

But he failed the backflip and landed on the railing

He struggled to walk properly for a week

You had to go to the infirmary because you broke your ribs

From laughing too much

Both of you first-bumped when you saw each other afterwards

Way Down We Go;

— after all that, i’m glad to post this to clear my feed! remember everyone it is fan fiction and there are many other amazing writers out there! thank you requesting this, i had much fun writing this! i really love jimin’s character in this! like hes sweet but like he knows and wants to learn how to stand up for himself. precious… anyway enjoy it ! also plot planning tried something new so very glad it came out well.

☆彡  where jimin learns how to get under your skin but also couldn’t help seeing a clearer picture of how protective you are.

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“You’re not listening to me are you?” Chuckling you see Jimin get out of his dreamland. Sitting with you on the roof of the high school. The obvious differences of you two, Jimin had his uniform cleanly made and perfectly fitted while you had your uniform barely attached and rolled up to your pleasure.

“Nope!” Jimin snickers looking at you, your eyes glistening by the sunrise. You two always met up early before school started even though you couldn’t always arrive on time you tried your best.

“Ass. Why I feel like this is going to be regular?” Flicking a toothpick hitting the concrete ground. Jimin lifting his head up once he finally saw the toothpick hit the ground.

“Well it’s because of that smile you gave me that one night.”

“Really that night? What are you talking about?”