bookmarks from the past

The note was in her ordered library book - scrawled with her name so she knew it wasn’t just some scrap paper left in as a bookmark from owners past. 

Dearest [Name], 
Once upon a time a girl did a very bad thing…

The notes began to turn up in every library book she ordered onto the collection shelf. Probably, she should have stopped ordering them, but…

Once upon a time a girl got seen…

Once upon a time, you forgot about me. 

It was like a train wreck. She couldn’t look away. 


pairing ; lin x reader

summary ; confessions and nicknames 

ft. pippa

words ; 1798

warnings ; fluff man

note ; first lin imagine; kinda proud of this one, not gonna lie.


“You wouldn’t believe what I saw today! Y/n, really, it was the weirdest thing,” your best friend, Lin, said, walking into your shared apartment. His voice echoed about the spacious area in the higher part of New York.

You turned away from your book for just a second, looking toward your bubbly best friend. “Do tell of your riveting day, my dear Lin.” Your words were genuine, but the way you said them mocked the olden times, and it only made Lin laugh.

“So, okay, where should I start? First I saw the cutest puppies, and then people came up and asked him about Hamilton and In The Heights, and then I tried that new coffee joint down the street – delicious, by the way, and then, and then,” he stopped for a second, taking a breath and smiling.

You began to giggle, sliding your bookmark into place and getting up from your spot on the couch. Walking past him and to the kitchen, you grabbed a coke from the fridge and leaned against the counter, watching Lin shed his coat and prop himself up on a counter across from you.

He began to ramble on about his day, going into detail about each and every encounter he had. You couldn’t help but admire the way he was so passionate about everything – even simple things like this.

His brown eyes would light up, a sparkle running through them and his hands would start conveying his emotions alongside his words. His feet, depending on whether he was standing or sitting where he could hang them, would start jiggling, and if he wasn’t wearing shoes, his toes would wiggle. If he was standing, he just go onto his tiptoes and bounce on them.

His smile would light up the room like the sun, and his words would be so hopeful about damn near everything – no matter the conversation topic. Hence your nickname Sunshine, of which you had dubbed a few years back when you first met him.

Now, as you watched him get excited about his day, you couldn’t help but feel your heart swell. Your harbored feelings poked at your being as you longingly stared at him, wanting to be caught up in his words, but too caught up in your thoughts.

Just as he was about to go on another tangent about something, his words stopped abruptly. He looked over your figure, wondering why you hadn’t given your two cents at all in the last ten minutes he’d been talking, as per usual.

You were just sat there, swinging your legs and glancing around. Sometimes your eyes would land on his face, other times it would be fixated on the coke in your hand or the cabinet behind him, or even the entrance to the kitchen.

“Y/n?” Your name left his lips in the form of a question, his eyebrow going up. When you didn’t answer, he questioned once more, “Hello? Earth to Y/n?”

You snapped out of your thoughts just in time to respond, “Huh?”

“You okay there? You spaced out.”

“Oh,” you laughed, “yeah. I’m fine. Just thinking, is all.”

“About what?” Although his question was innocent, and he didn’t intend it to mean anything but what was on the surface, it still made your heart pick up speed and your breath get caught in your throat.

“W-Well, uhm,” you looked away from him, cursing yourself for stuttering. Lin knew that if you were stuttering, there was obviously something up that you weren’t telling him, and since that was the case now, you knew he would catch on soon.

“What is it, y/n? Everything okay?”

“Yeah, yeah it is, I just,” you hesitated before taking a deep breath and letting the words out, “I’m thinking about you.”

He remained silent, a curious look in his eyes. After a moment, he let out a quick, “Me?”

“Yeah, you. I’ve been thinking about you, and me, and… well, us.” It was getting increasingly difficult to get your words out, considering where you were treading was thin ice and his response would be the only thing that sank you or kept you upright.

“What’s going on, y/n? What do you mean, ‘us’?”

“Well, I mean, I guess- I don’t know what I mean. I just, I really, really like you, as more than just a friend, and watching you be you, well, Sunshine…”

When you trailed off, you looked up to meet his eyes, not noticing that yours had wandered back down to your coke can. He looked troubled, like he had too many things going through his mind for him to grasp just one single thought and speak it.

“I understand if you don’t feel the same, I do. I just… I needed to say it,” your voice faded off into a whisper near the end of your statement as you slid off the counter. Throwing away your coke and stepping into the living room, you turned to see Lin still standing in the kitchen.

His eyebrows had furrowed and his mouth was still open, as if he were about to say something, but he wasn’t. But, in a matter of seconds, his head snapped up to where you were and he drew in a quick breath.


“I don’t… y/n, I,” he stopped whatever he was saying as you nodded and turned back around.

“I’ll uh, see you later sunshine,” you nodded to yourself, slipping on a pair of boots and grabbing a jacket before heading out the door.

You didn’t hear anything from Lin when you did, and if that wasn’t a sure sign that he didn’t have a thing to say to you, you didn’t know what was.

You knocked softly on the door in front of you, relieved to see Pippa open it moments later.


“Pippa, hi. Can I come in?”

“Yeah, of course,” she opened the door wider for you and let you in, the soft click behind you signifying she had closed it. “What’s up?”

“It’s about.. Lin,” you were hesitant to let the words slip past your lips, but since she was the one you had confided in about your feelings, she immediately understood.

“Oh no, what happened?” She placed a soft hand on your arm and led you to her couch, where she promptly sat you down and beckoned for you to continue.

“I told him how I felt, and- well, he just went silent. He stopped talking, and then when I asked him what was up, he just mumbled that he didn’t,” you said it all in one breath, and by the time you were done, you could feel tears stinging your eyes.

“He didn’t what?”

“I don’t know. He just said ‘I don’t’ and that was it,” you mumbled.

“Oh,” was all she said. Her brown eyes traveled behind your head while she thought about something. You had seen that look too much today, and a dreadful feeling took your heart upon remembering what Lin looked like when he did that.


“Hon, I wouldn’t take his words as anything bad. He was just at a loss for, well, words.”

“Lin-Manuel Miranda at a loss for words? That’s new.”

“I know, but it wasn’t because he doesn’t feel the same. Trust me, he never stops talking about you when you aren’t around. You’re always on his mind, so I think it was just a shocked feeling at realizing you felt the same way.”

“But, Pippa, why didn’t he stop me from leaving?”

“He was thinking,” she offered a hopeful smile, “you know he always overthinks situations. I’m positive if you went back home, he would immediately hug you.”

“You think?”


After a moment, you looked down at your hands and then back at her with a small smile, “Thanks, Pip. You helped a lot.”

“You’re welcome, love. Now go and get your man!”

You laughed, standing up and giving her a hug as another thank you before leaving. You realized you had left your phone at the apartment as well, so you couldn’t text Lin that you were coming back, and you were sure he had texted you multiple times in the time you were gone.

Smiling and shaking your head a small bit, you started the trek back home, a new hope filling your heart.

You stepped into the apartment, surprised to see it so quiet and dark. There was no buzzing Lin, no coffee brewing or movie playing, nothing. Just silence.


There was more silence as your call echoed through the apartment before a response came back, “Y/n?”

“Where are you, sunshine?”

“Room,” he called back, a little happiness in his voice.

You took off your boots and shrugged off your jacket, leaving them by the front door and walking back to Lin’s bedroom. He was sitting on his bed, the only light on the lamp on his desk, and his feet tapping the carpet. His head snapped to you in the doorway, and he beckoned you over with a wave of his hand.

You went to his bed and sat down beside him, feeling his arm slide around your waist. Your head naturally fell on his shoulder and a breath escaped both of your lips. “I really love you.”

“I really love you, too,” you whispered. Your heart was soaring in happiness, but the overall peacefulness of the room allowed for a calmer response.

“I’m sorry about earlier, I just got so caught up in my thoughts and I… I didn’t know how to respond. I’ve loved you for so long and it’s sad that this,” he took your hand with his free one, “didn’t happen sooner.”

“It’s okay. I should’ve given you time to think. But I’m just glad that it’s all out in the open now.”

“Yeah, me, too.”

You took your head off his shoulder and looked up at him. His lips were upturned in a soft smile, the scruff decorating his mouth quirking upward. His eyes darted between yours and your lips, so you took that as a sign to lean up and press them to his.

The kiss was sweet, Lin laying down and allowing you to rest on top of him as your lips remained locked. Nothing heated was happening, just genuine love being shared between two rejoicing humans who wished they had seen it sooner.

“So,” you whispered once you pulled away, “am I staying in here at night?”

“Oh hell yes. Your bedroom is a guest bed now, you’re mine.”

You laughed quietly, sliding down and resting your head on his chest. Your fingers intertwined and you felt sleep beginning to tug at your tired body.

“I love you, Sunshine.”

“I love you, too, y/n.”

kazbrckkers  asked:

ahaha that's a nice way of putting it. "what height are you?" "armrest height." i was reading from this one author in ao3 that has like 59 kagehina fics and they were all beautiful but i finished them in a day and now i don't know what to do with myself, do you have any recs?


(I assume you’re talking about buu, they have a billion fics out that are all pretty great (and if you arent, look up ‘buu’ the author).)


Love and Victory by bigspoonnoya, SO GOOD SO GOOD 

Not Alone by saigennaku (ok this one is incredible and I actually wound up doing a drawing for it later on and now the author is one of my very good friends (ily cyn :D :D), I HIGHLY recommend it)

Both of these fics by rocketlaunchers, incredible

By this time next year by reeology, SO FREAKIN AMAZING (all the descriptions are gonna be like this so I’m just gonna list them but know I’m equally excited about all of them… haha)

Smitten by bohemianraspberries

Forever and Always by volleycrows

As Forking Pasts Converge into a Single Point by anilee0510 

I like the way your clothes smell by mysecretfanmoments (kind of a classic for kagehi in general tbh (ily val <3))

also for genderfluid kageyama, kagehinatayama wrote this adorable fic, How Things Were Meant to Be and it’s SO CUTE

okay and basically I just went through and copy/pasted my kagehi bookmarks from Ao3, it’s fine… READ THEM THEY’RE SO GOOD