felix and the future


No, they don’t. But if Marinette and Adrien are really busy (?), They will do it. ( It’s very very rare. Because save the world is not their mission any more lol )

Minho; our super cute dancing king and full time mom who bundles his clothes and never fails to look out for the rest of the members, you complete the group minho, let’s debut ok?

SugarDaddy!Cal Pt.14

A/N: So you guys, this time this whole chapter was written with Harry Styles’ album on repeat because girl…that’s my shit. I could’ve ended it better, but I honestly didn’t know how to. Anyway, you all know the drill of 100 notes and feedback is always appreciated. Enjoy, lovebugs💕

 **WARNINGS**: Nothing besides profanity. A nice vanilla chapter

One/ Two/ Three/ Four/Five/Six/Seven/Eight/
Sixteen/ Seventeen/ Eighteen/ Nineteen/Twenty{END}

“Mmm, good morning, princess.” Calum whispered as he pressed loving kisses to your jaw.

You sat there stiffly cuddled into his chest, your voice holding no emotion as you told him,“Get your shit and leave.”

Calum’s eyebrows met together and he pulled his arms from around you, sitting up so that he could see your face. You wouldn’t even look at him.

“I thought we-”

“Yeah, I did too.” You cut him off before telling him what you came to realize when you woke up nearly an hour ago.“You fucking used me.”

“What are you talking about?”

“You don’t remember what you texted Michael?”

Calum’s eyebrows never parted during this whole conversation, his face showing nothing but confusion. When you unlocked and handed him his phone, it was already opened on the messages between him and one of his best mates.

“You went through my phone?”

“Michael text you something about work and I told him I’d tell you when you woke up, because I knew you wouldn’t want to talk to him at seven in the morning. I just so happened so see my name and got curious.”

“Yeah, but you-”

“Cal, it was never a problem going through your phone for three months straight. Why is it a problem because you’re in trouble?”

Calum shook his head and went to read the conversation, mentally choking himself from what was said. Of course he didn’t mean it like that, but now that you’ve seen it there’s no way your going to believe him.

Calum: I just miss her mate.
~I miss everything about her from how loud her laugh is to the way she scrunches up her nose when she sees something disgusting
~And the way she always smelled when we cuddled
~And the sex…the sex was fucking phenomenal…I miss that the most

Michael:Then go get her Calum
~I couldn’t if I wanted to
~Go apologize and fuck her, you said that works every times she’s mad
~This is different…
~I’m just telling you what you told me you do when she’s upset with you
~ You go buy her some shit, apologize, and have sex with her. Isn’t that how the ordeal works or something
~Well…I guess you’re right
~I’m always right
~I’ll try

“Y/N, I swear to you that really wasn’t my intention.” He held his hands in the air as if surrendering.“I drunk a few beers and came over to talk and it just led to something else.”

“Wasn’t that the point, though?” You spoke, your voice laced with attitude as you crossed your arms.

“No! No, I promise!” Calum seemed panicked, but you payed it no mind.

All Calum was thinking was he somewhat got you back last night only to lose you again over some stupid text that seemed worse than it actually was. He felt as if he should have the word “IDIOT” written in big bold letters across his forehead.

“I honestly missed you and it wasn’t just about the sex. I just wanted a way to feel close to you that’s why I went through with it. I thought- I thought that meant we were going to be okay.”

You heard the sadness in his voice and saw how his face softened as if he was actually hurt, but no. He shouldn’t be the one hurt, he’s the one who keeps hurting you.

“You’re just…” you laughed lightly, shaking your head in disbelief.“you’re unbelievable. Feeding me dreams just to get what you want. Do you even actually like me?”

“Yes! Of course I do! Everything is just too complicated right now, but-”

“Just go.” You interrupted, standing to show your bare body. When you saw him eyeing you and watched as he sucked his bottom lip into his mouth, you had to remember to be mad at him. “Don’t come back, Calum. Seriously.”


“Go to your fucking model girlfriend and tell her how you cheated on her with a bitch like me. See how she feels.”

You slowly began to find some lounge clothes consisting of a pair of black tights and a polka dotted shirt and ignored the fact that Calum was still sitting there on your bed. Sadly, he was still fully naked, so the multitude of thoughts that were running through your head contradicted what you initially were thinking about him. God, the things that boy did to you. He waited until you began to re-moisturize your curly mane in the mirror before he spoke again.

“Princess, I really am sorry. I didn’t mean for any of this to happen.”

“Yeah, me either.”

You heard the Māori sigh behind you and him shuffling around to unravel himself from the sheets. You watched through the mirror as he got dressed with the most defeated expression and fought the urge to let him back in. It was heartbreaking to say, but you really had to let Calum go. You refused to keep him in your life if that only meant you’d be angry and jealous twenty four seven over some white girl you didn’t even know. Some girl who snatched him from you within days and ruined what the two of you had going. You weren’t going to be bitter over a man who was never really yours. Calum wrapped his toned arms around you from behind and you stiffened, looking at him through the mirror. He had his face hidden in your hair and began to sway you from side to side, letting out another sigh, but this time in contentment and not disappointment.

“What are you doing?”

“Getting one last hug before I see you in God knows when.”

“Get off of me.”

He placed a kiss to your shoulder and mumbled out,“Bye, princess.”, and finally exiting your room.

You huffed and bent over to lean over your dresser to rest your face in your hands. Who knew catching feelings would be this complicated?

You groaned loudly as you continued to bang on your friend’s door, praying that he’d come open it. You knew he was in there due to hearing the sound of what seemed to be Adele playing somewhere in the apartment. Typical Connor.

“Dammit, Connor, open the door!” You shouted and waited a few minutes to see if he’d come to the door. When that didn’t work, you began to threatened him.“Don’t make me go to headquarters and tell them that I don’t know if you’re alive or not.”

It wouldn’t be the first time you had to check on both him and Felix for locking themselves in their apartment for days at a time. Soon enough you heard the sound of a lock turning and there stood your best friend in all of his…glory.

“What the hell?” Your eyes widened at his appearance.

You’d known this man for two years and you’ve never, not even once, caught him slipping like this. His hair was definitely in need for a cut and it seemed as if he hadn’t washed it in a weeks. His usually glowing tanned skin was now a bit pale, he had dark bags underneath his eyes, and the sparkle in his bright, sky blue eyes dimmed to a dull blue. You were pretty confident that if he could grow facial hair, he’d be sporting a full beard.

“Connor, oh my God. You just…wow.”

“I know, I look like a homeless man, shut up.”

“Okay, you’re definitely getting out of this apartment." 

“Y/N, no.”

“Connor, yes.” You used the same tone back on him as you pushed passed him to enter.

Surprisingly the nicely designed apartment was nearly spotless besides the empty pizza box and half a two liter coke sitting on the coffee table. However, the house had lost its usual smell and its comes to help you realize that it was Felix’s cologne that surrounded these walls. Connor always wore something light with a fruity scent whereas Felix wore some heavy polo cologne.

"I’m not going anywhere.”

“You haven’t left this apartment in a month.” You deadpanned.“The only time you do leave is for groceries.”

Connor didn’t say anything as he plopped into his couch. You took a seat beside him and watched as he picked at a string on shirt that you realized belong to Felix, the difference between their height causing it to be a little longer on him. You two sat in a comforting silence until he finally broke it.

“Have you seen Felix?” He asked his eyes darting away from you the second you made eye contact.

“You don’t know where he is?”

“We haven’t uh…He won’t return my calls or texts.” He shrugged.“Im actually kind of worried because if he’s with some other guys getting comforted he might not ever come back,because that’s how I met him and-”

“Connor, Felix’s been sleeping on my couch for the past month.”

“And you didn’t fucking say anything?!”

“I thought you knew!”

“Oh my fucking God, Y/N! All this time I could’ve been banging on your door trying to win him back instead of thinking he was on the other side of town or some shit!”

“All you had to do was ask.” You said as you crossed your arms.“I thought you were ignoring him on purpose.”

“Of course I’m not ignoring him. I saw Felix as my future husband, I’m not letting him go.”

You noticed the tears in his eyes and sighed, opening up your arms and gesturing for him to hug you. You knew the blonde most likely hadn’t spoke a word about the breakup to anyone and had been alone in his apartment letting it all out. He sobbed loudly on your shoulder as you rubbed comforting circles on his back.

“I miss him so fucking much.”

“He misses you too, C.”

“I wouldn’t fucking know. He’s being so bitchy about the whole thing and-and-”

“Shhh, it’s gonna be okay.” You reassured.“I’m gonna get you two back together, I don’t care how long it takes.”


“I promise.” You held out your pinky finger and Connor laughed through his tears, wrapping his pinky around yours.“So, I’m gonna talk to him and we’re definitely having a girls day tomorrow, okay? Give you time to get back to your fabulous self.”

“It’s a date.” He agreed, ruffling the curls on top of your head.

“Felix, we still need to talk!” You shouted as you made your way into your apartment, placing your purse down on the coffee table. “Felix?!”

You saw that he was missing from his usual spot on the couch and went to check the other rooms in the apartment to see if he was there or not. You told him while you were out earlier running errands that when you arrived back home, you’d have along talk about his relationship situation. You weren’t really too surprised to find out he went ghost on you tonight.

“Of course he leaves when we have to talk about Connor.” You said out loud, rolling your eyes in annoyance. As you went to enter your kitchen you stopped in your tracks after spotting several gifts on along the countertop. “The hell?”

There sat three dozen roses, a large bag, and two other boxes placed neatly on the marble isle. Your eyebrows were furrowed as you searched for a note or something regarding as to where this all came from. Your initial thought was that Felix went shopping and just so happened to buy roses since those were his favorite flowers, but you knew deep down exactly where this came from. As you finally found a small card tucked neatly in one of the roses, you couldn’t fight the smile that made its way to your face at the sight of his handwriting.

I’m sorry about what happened this morning and well I guess last night too. I don’t regret it, but I do apologize. Hope you can forgive me, princess. - Cal

You reread the note over and over again, soon allowing giggles to escape your lips. It was like you were in ninth grade with your first crush all over again. You smelled the roses and felt the softness of the petals along your fingertips. Then you suddenly felt extremely excited as you pulled the paper from the bag to reveal a new Louis Vuitton Speedy 30 and you squealed at the sight of it. How Calum remembered that you wanted this purse before everything went down, you had no idea. You even forgot that you wanted the purse. You gently placed it back into the bag before opening the larger box first which happened to be a large assortment of chocolate covered strawberries. There was another note tucked inside, but this one was computer generated letting you know it came shipped with them.

I remember you told me chocolate covered strawberries were “to die for” on our second date. Please don’t die, though :) - Cal xxx

“Idiot.” You mumbled out as you picked one up, moaning as the sweetness of the chocolate and strawberries juice filled your mouth.

You gasped as you saw that the third and last box contained a beautiful heart shaped pendant encrusted with diamonds around it. In the middle were the simple letters “C.H.” engraved in a beautiful cursive font.

“He didn’t.” You whined to yourself as you examined the necklace in disbelief.

You had always joked about getting his name on a necklace so that everyone could know you were his, but it was always all jokes to you. The necklace was cute, yet subtle. You really had to see the necklace up close to see the small letters and that’s exactly what you liked. Only you and a few people would actually know the true meaning of the necklace.

Before you could come to your senses and get over the elated feeling, you had your phone in you hand waiting for Calum to pick up his phone. Once the sound of his voice came through you grinned wider than you were before.

“It’s kinda hard to be mad at you and push you out of my life when you’re buying me gifts.”

“That’s good news, then.”

“Thank you, Cal.”

“It’s nothing, really. ” he blushed on the other side of the phone.“You deserve it after all I’ve put you through. I know it can’t make up for it, but it’s a start.”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

There was an awkward silence until Calum broke it , attempting to make conversation.“ So…whatcha doin?”

“I just got home, I guess I was gonna shower.”

“Do you think we could uh…we could talk on the phone like we used to?” He questioned nervously.

“Where’s Nicole?”

“She’s not here. Are you seriously going to always bring her up?”

“I am.” You confirmed.

“When you told me you were petty, I didn’t take you serious.”

“Oh, I bet you wish you would’ve prepared yourself then.” You flopped onto your bed and leaned back against the multiple pillows that were placed at the head of it.

“Nah.”He chuckled.”I’m pretty sure I can handle it.”

Miraculous!Sliders AU

Just hear me out

- Marinette, Adrien, Alya, and Nino find this contraption in one of the empty class rooms (Max made it)

- Alya is extremely curious as of what it is and clicks the button

- The portal is opened and they’re all kinda freaking out

- Marinette is the first to try and walk away, but she trips and falls in

- Now they’re all really freaking out, but Adrien’s alter ego kicks in and jumps after her (which leads to Alya and Nino going in too)

- They slide to a bunch of alternate universes of Paris where everything is different

- They go to one where Alt-Marinette (Alt for alternative) has the cat miraculous while Alt-Adrien has the ladybug miraculous

- Felix and Bridgette

- They meet their future kids

- They slide to one dimension, accidentally interrupting a steamy make out session between Alt-Marinette and Alt-Adrien

- Adrien and Marinette are REALLY flustered the first dimension they go to where their alt-selves are together

- Them discovering the love square over the course of several dimensions

- Sometimes the four of them will come up with crazy ways of greeting their alt-selves out of the blue just to see their reactions

- Also, some dimensions they go to could be other AUs and fanfics

- Marinette and Alt-Marinette somehow accidentally switch positions and she suddenly finds herself having to dance with/against some odd version of Chat Noir: Breakdance au.

- Marinette is clumsy enough as it is. Imagine her not knowing how to dance, but still trying.

- They run into their opposite sex selves

- Alt-Nino has a Miraculous!?: The Weight of Jade.

- Alt-Nino walks up to Marinette and Adrien, not knowing they’re from another dimension, and randomly starts talking about patrol or he asks if they could buy some soup for Wayzz while he’s busy.

- Nino and Alya walk up and everything gets really tense and awkward. Alt-Nino just stands and stares in shock

- Tikki and Plagg meeting their alt-selves

- Alya takes it upon herself to find every difference between the dimension they’re in and the dimension they’re from

- Nino just follows her around, but is secretly interested in all the different versions of himself.

- They go to one where they meet their parents when they were younger and they accidentally prevent one from meeting the other.

- Like, Marinette desperately tries to get Tom and Sabine to meet or Adrien tries to convince his mom that Gabriel isn’t that bad.

- In another, Marinette and Alya go to the bathroom at school and while they’re gone Alt-Marinette walks up to Adrien and pulls a smooth pick-up line. He isn’t all flustered and blushing like Alt-Adrien, he’s just really impressed with this version of Marinette: Pick Up and Chase.

- Because Alt-Mari doesn’t get much of a reaction, she comes up with better lines and uses them on Alt-Adrien. She’s completely unaware that these are two different people.

- Adrien pretty much makes it that much harder on Alt-Adrien

- Chat Blanc

- Adrien and Marinette begin to realize each other’s identities, but they either continuously deny it in their minds or are convinced that their other dimension selves have miraculouses

- Like, Adrien will nervously laugh and say “Marinette has the Ladybug miraculous in this one too? How weird!”

- And Marinette is just appalled because “I can understand two or three, but why is almost every Adrien Chat Noir!?”

- It’s slowly being pieced together, but they still deny it.

An AU of AUs. I don’t know if this has been done already, but it came to mind and I just had to write it down. Add on to it!
A Court of Hearts and Darkness Chapter Sixteen

It’s been over a century since the epic and bloody war against Hybern, but a new, unprecedented horror lies in wait to threaten everything the Inner Circle holds dear.

At a mere 17, it seems that the only one who can save them is the Heir to the Night Court, Feyre and Rhysand’s daughter Eleana, but as a creature so vile promises to kill everyone she loves, she must combat the urge to succumb to the darkness herself. The key to success lies hidden within her mate, the bastard born Kaden, who is as oblivious to the bond as her Court is oblivious to the war on the horizon.

With the help of her cousin and warrior Felix, the son of the famed Nesta and Cassian, they will try to save everything they hold dear, hopefully before the darkness takes them all.

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-Chapter 16-

“I’m going to find you!” Felix sang. He knew exactly where his sister was from her giggling. He knew she was behind a tree in front of him, but was just letting her think she was going to win their game of hide-and-seek. It had only been hours since he returned home from his mission to the mortal lands, and all the other members of the Elite had been dismissed. He, however, was awaiting the arrival of a certain bastard and heir and couldn’t make a public appearance until they were with him.

He’d lied to High Lady Feyre and told her that he and Eleana were going to spend some quality time with Quathryn for a few hours, but that would become longer if Eleana didn’t arrive home soon. He was a little worried about how long Laya was taking to come home from the wedding, but there were multiple explanations for it. Firstly, her and Kaden were having such a splendid time that they let time slip away from them. Unlikely, knowing how angsty the two were. The second option was that they had a fight and Eleana is blowing off steam somewhere, but if that had happened Kaden would have come to him by now. Then there was the possibility that things went so horribly with his family that they were all dead and Felix would never see his friends again.

“Come find me! Lis!” Quathryn sang back to him. Her little voice warmed his heart and made him think more realistically. Together, Kaden and Eleana were an unstoppable force – he had to believe that nothing would go wrong. He’d go insane if we worried about them as much as they warranted him to.

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felix + kala:

· when felix finds out about kala he teases wolfie for hours. he is amazed at how his best friend blushes over this girl like he has never done over anyone before. when felix finally meets her he suddenly understands.

 · felix and kala become inseparable, the dream team.

· kala loves hearing stories of wolfgang’s childhood, the happy ones: the ones where felix and wolfie played pirates for hours and wolfgang made everything historically accurate. she laughs for hours when felix tells her about wolfgang’s first kiss and how it involved gum, a slap and hurriedly running away.  (wolfgang swears he will never forgive felix for telling kala about it but they all know that is bullshit)

· felix has bad days, very bad days when his hands shake too much and he cries in pain when he tries to take more than two steps, and he feels helpless. he never lets wolfgang near him during these days because he knows it makes wolfgang feel guilty and he hates seeing the pain and regret in his best friend’s (his brother’s) eyes. he always relies on kala, on her sweetness and her patience. she holds his hands gently until they stop shaking, she sings softly to him until he falls asleep and she always helps him with the physical therapy exercises, never pushing too hard but always firm.

· wolfgang feels his heart beat faster whenever he walk on felix and kala together, his brother and his girl, his happy past and his happy future.

Minho’s elimination.

“It’s sweat…It’s just sweat,” Minho told Changbin, with a small smile. Minho was a hyung, he had to be strong. He couldn’t let his dongsaengs see him crying. What would he do if this was his last time seeing them? No, don’t think about that, he told himself.

Felix lightly squeezed his hand from his side and gave a small smile. Minho returned it.

“The first member to be eliminated is Minho.” Ah. He should have expected it. JYP continued talking, he should be paying attention to him but his thoughts were loud.

He had failed.

He was a failure.

Even being a failure was ok, but he couldn’t leave Stray Kids. He couldn’t. What would he do? Don’t cry, don’t cry. A mantra to be brave.

Thud. Seungminnie dropped to his knees. JYP had left. Seungminnie was always the positive one, what was this kid doing? Don’t cry. Felix and Chan-hyung were on his sides, whispering.

“Hyung.” Jisung wrapped his arms around Minho from the back. Minho’s shirt was getting wet. Ah, this kid was sentimental.

Minho had to say something to him.

His throat was dry.

“Don’t be sad, Jisung. It’s my fault anyway. I… didn’t work hard enough.” Jisung’s hold just got tighter.

“Minho-hyung! It’s not your fault!” Was that fire in Changbin’s eyes? He grabbed Minho’s collar. “You didn’t work hard enough?! You work the damned hardest! Was there a moment where you rested? You were rapping in the waiting room and dancing in the hallways! You even rapped the nights away.” His grip slackened.

“I heard you, in the middle of the night, in the kitchen. You were rapping day-in, day-out! If anything, it was my fault! I made some of the lyrics too diffic-“

“Stop. This is pointless.” Jisung sobbed harder and Hyunjin removed Changbin’s hand away from Minho’s collar. Hyunjin was always one for blunt truths.

“L-Let’s go home. It’s been a long day for everyone.” Woojin-hyung liked to joke but in times like these, he was also a voice of reason. Sometimes, Minho forgot his real age because of his jokes.

Bus 4419 was quiet. Jeonginnie hadn’t said a thing. Minho looked out the window. This might be his last bus ride to the dorm. He needs to memorise every single detail.

Chan-hyung was trapped in his own head, at least for now. Minho would offer comfort, but it was hard to do that when he was in need of it too. Chan-hyung was blaming himself.If you gave him sometime, he’d be back to himself. Hopefully. They’d all move on without Minho soon enough anyway.

They returned to their dorm. If this was any other day, Chan-hyung would volunteer to make dinner for the kids or they would play games to decide who paid for takeout. The kids didn’t look like they had much of an appetite anyway and Minho didn’t feel like making dinner for them. The fact that he was letting his kids go hungry because he didn’t feel like it, honestly made him feel shittier.

Stray Kid’s had never been like this. Were they too scared to talk or did they have nothing to say?

Minho went to his room and laid on his bed. He was the top bunk, with Woojin-hyung under him and Chan-hyung taking the single bed. Chan-hyung was a light sleeper and if he was in the bunks, he would have woken up if the other bunk was tossing.

My blood, sweat, tears

My last dance too, just take ‘em take ‘em

My blood, sweat, tears

My cold breath too, just take ‘em take ‘em

The lyrics were a constant loop in his head. Minho would give anything to be with Stray Kids. Even… Even if he didn’t deserve it.

Ah! The bed rattled. Woojin-hyung had kicked his bunk.

“I can hear you thinking, you should sleep this off.”

“I… I’ll go for a glass of water. You go to sleep first.”

“You said that every night, Minho.”

“I’ll come back soon tonight, Woojin-hyung.”

He tiptoed out of the room. Woojin-hyung and Changbin were right. He had stayed up late to rap every night but that meant nothing now. It hadn’t changed a goddamn thing and it wouldn’t. Not anymore.

He stepped into the kitchen.

“Ah, hyung.” Felix was sitting on Jeongin’s shoulder to reach the extreme top of a shelf.

“Yah! Felix! Don’t abuse our maknae. Jeonginnie should be on your shoulders.”

“Kekekeke, but we’re both hungry. and there’s no snacks! What can we do?” Jeongin bobbed his head like a chicken to what Felix said.

Minho shook his head. “Both of you, wait in the hall. I’m sure we have bread, I’ll make some toast.”

“You saved us hyung! Now, Jeonginnie, onwards to the hall!” Jeongin began running. Felix was gonna fall. Or they both would fall. Oh God. What if Jeongin tripped over something?

“Feli-“ He started to say but knowing those two, it would be useless to try and stop them.

“Is it done yet?”

“Is it done yet?”

“Is it done yet?”

“Is it done yet?”

The kids were taking turns to annoy Minho about the toast. Toast doesn’t take that long! If they didn’t shut up, he would burn their toast (He wouldn’t) . Minho would tell them to shut up but he wanted to savour them annoying him for as long as possible.

“There. Done.” He set the plate in front of both of them and all three began chewing. A small circle on the floor.

“Jeonginnie, its ok not to smile.” He ruffled his hair. “Don’t try to be strong so you don’t make us worry. You’re just 17. It’s ok. We love you, so please, talk to us.” And Jeongin broke down over his toast.

“Felix, always be you. You’re weird but you’re the good kind of weird who makes everyone laugh. You’re our precious 4D.” Felix didn’t say anything.

“Felix and Jeongin, the both of you are the future of Stray Kids. Do well, I’ll always support you, even if I’m not here anymore. I’ll be Stray Kids’ number 1 fan!”

Minho went back to swallowing his toast and the hall became quiet.

Scared // Felix Imagine

a/n: I got way too into writing this lol

Request: Where reader has too much to drink and starts hitting on Felix and he gets flustered, so the next day when she’s sober he ignores her? And fluff at the end? Xoxo!

Tags: @mazyminho

Felix x Reader

For the first time in what felt like decades, Pan was in a good mood. Why? Nobody knew but they sure as hell weren’t going to ask him in fear of ruining his mood. You see, when Pan’s in a good mood everyone else is in a good mood as well mainly because he takes the training easy on the Lost Boys and throws bonfires at night. And tonight he was having another one of his legendary bonfires, complete with whisky and all.

You don’t usually drink, but this was just such a rare occasion you had to accept the cup being held to you by one of your friends. 

“Thanks,“ you grinned, slowly taking a sip of the liquid and savoring the taste. God, you haven’t tasted anything like it since before you were in Neverland and you missed it desperately

Before you knew it, you had downed 3 cups of whiskey and were feeling the slightest bit tipsy. Ok, maybe you were drunk. Very drunk. You usually never did anything like this but you just couldn’t help yourself as you took another sip from the cup. Trying to stop yourself from making an alcohol influenced decision you would later regret, you excused yourself from the bonfire to go to your hut and sleep it off. 

Right when you thought you were in the clear, you heard someone step out from behind the trees. You turned to face Felix, a dear friend of yours since you arrived in Neverland. 

“Hi there,” you slurred slightly, taking a step closer to the tall boy in front of you. Immediately, Felix understood that you were drunk. For some inexplicable reason, he suddenly found himself feeling very protective over you. 

“Y/n,” he said your name cautiously, taking a step closer to you and grabbing the cup to put it on the ground, “you feeling alright?" 

You nodded your head slightly but then the next thing you knew, you were stumbling into Felix. 

"S-s-sorry,” you stammered trying to right yourself onto your feet again. 

Felix wrapped his strong arm around your waist and led you to a rock near your hut. He helped you sit down and let you lay your head on his shoulder. Without thinking about it, as if it were a reflex or instinct of some sort, Felix lifted his hand and combed his fingers through your hair. 

You smiled against his shoulder and felt a warm feeling spread throughout your body. It was in that moment that you realized something that had been true for years. You were in love with Felix. 

Half dazed by the alcohol and half high on the feeling of his hand in your hair, you made a split decision to tell him your new revelation. You lifted your head off his shoulder and gently turned his face so you were looking each other in the eye, lips only centimeters away from touching. 

“Felix, I’m in love with you,” you whispered. 

Felix’s eyes widened and his heart started to thump in his chest. His cheeks turned bright red and for the first time in your life, Felix looked surprised. Well it’s about time the feeling be reciprocated he thought. 

He was about to confess his feelings for you when your head lolled over onto his shoulder. You had fallen asleep, no doubt from the alcohol that you had consumed too much of. He let out a low sigh, of course the moment he had been waiting for since he first met you had been ruined. 

As he carried you up to your room and tucked you into your bed, he hesitated before leaving the room. You looked gorgeous sleeping there, with your hair spread around your face and your arms laying delicately by your head, and all Felix wanted to do was climb into the bed next to you. But he knew he couldn’t.  

He was scared, scared that you didn’t feel the way he did and scared that you would leave him. So he did the only thing he could think to do. He convinced himself that this interaction never happened. He told himself you were just drunk and saying whatever shit came to your mind, whether it was true or not. And he decided it wasn’t true, you weren’t in love with him and you never would be. 

With that final thought, Felix left the room, and left you alone. 

The next day, you immediately regretted you decision. You vaguely remember most of the night but one moment was burned into your memory forever. The words, “Felix, I’m in love with you,” repeated in your head over and over as you reminisced on the night before. 

You remember saying those words but whatever happened after that was a blur. After that, the only things you remember were Felix pulling your covers around you and running the back of his finger over your cheek. And then him leaving. 

Your first interaction of the day confirmed your thoughts that Felix had undoubtedly turned you down. After trying to strike a conversation with him, like you always do in the morning, he left without saying a word. The pang in your stomach was almost to painful to bear but you pushed it aside. This was because of your stupid mistake so you were the one who would deal with the consequences. 

As the week dragged on, you cursed at yourself every time you saw Felix. It seemed as if the wonderful friendship you had built over the years had crumbled down instantly with just 5 simple words, “I’m in love with you." 

But little did you know, those words were not just engraved in your mind, but Felix’s as well. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get the picture of you saying that out of his mind. Your perfect lips shaping into the words, your big eyes shining as you spoke. Felix could feel his heart warm every time he thought of it, but it quickly hardened again when he reminded himself that you didn’t feel the same way. 

However, all those glances from across the training field and the way his pulse quickened to almost dangerous levels when you passed him suggested otherwise. 

Eventually, Felix snapped. He couldn’t stand this any much longer. Grabbing your wrist before you could pick up another dagger for throwing practice, he led you into the same clearing you had been the night you told him you loved him. 

You were confused with what he wanted and angry at yourself for getting drunk but you weren’t thinking about that as Felix’s hands found their place at your cheeks and he held your gaze intensely. 

Before you could register what was happening, Felix’s lips were crashing into yours with a power that was tender and forceful at the same time. The kiss was so undeniably Felix you couldn’t help but smile. 

"I…love…you….too…,” he managed to mumble through the nonstop kiss. You kissed back with a fire that you didn’t even know you had inside of you, and Felix replicated the intensity. 

When you both had to part for air, you asked the question that was gnawing at you ever since Felix left you alone that night. 

“What changed your mind? I thought you didn’t feel the same way?” You asked. 

Felix smiled shyly at the ground and shook his head, pulling you closer to him. He looked up at you through his lashes and confessed what he thought he would never confess to. 

“Nothing’s changed my mind, I’ve felt this way ever since we met. But I was scared you wouldn’t feel the same way. I pushed that fear aside for you, and it was well worth it,” he said in a steady yet nervous tone. 

You couldn’t help but grin and pull him in for what would be another of many more kisses in your future together.

anonymous asked:

Can you write something about Lily studying for a test and James nagging her cus he's a bloody genius that everything comes easy to and Acs all his tests and doesn't need to study?

hey nonnie i’m doing it under social media format i hope it’s alright xx

james to future mrs potter: word is u stressing out about tomorrow evans
lily  to that one guy: what no
lily to that one guy: you only say that coz you’re afraid imma crush you potter 

james to future mrs potter: so i guess u have no problems telling me the alignments of the stars to brew felix felicis
james to future mrs potter: ??? 
james to future mrs potter: evans i see you’re online 
james to future mrs potter: you can’t escape this *insert evil laughter*
lily to jerk: shut up
lily to jerk: who told you???
james to future mrs potter: i know everything….
lily to jerk: is it sirius?? 
lily to jerk: ofc it is
lily to jerk: tell black he’s dead
james to future mrs potter: aHA! so it is true! you really haven’t started studying!! 
james to future mrs potter: lucky for you i’m in the neighborhood i can come over and help you
lily to jerk: so you can brag?? don’t count on it
james to future mrs potter: i have beers
lily to jerk: ok.