A/N: This one is gonna be Jeff and the reader preparing for Jeff’s game with a little smut, but the main focus is he ends up asking her to the Winter Dance in a really sweet way.
Warning: Smut, then some really cute fluff at the end.
“Y/N!” Jeff shouted running after you. You turned back and flashed him a bright white smile but kept running. You picked up the pace and ran across the field even faster. You had stolen Jeff’s baseball shirt and he had a game coming up in a few hours.
So now here you were, sprinting around the football field with your (Y/H/C) hair whipping around behind you, being damn near swallowed whole in his baseball shirt.
“Y/N, come back here! I need that shirt!” He yelled. You giggled wildly and turned back, only to see him getting closer and closer. Your eyes widened as you tried to speed up but you heard his footsteps approaching you faster and faster. You felt arms grab your waist and you screamed as he lifted you up and spun you around.
“Caught you, Princess.” He whispered in your ear. You giggled and wriggled around in his grasp. He chuckled and turned you around so you were facing him.
“You gotta give it back now, babe.” He said, still panting from his run. Your breathing matched his and you looked up at him with doe eyes.
“But, Jeff-” You started, but he cut you off with a kiss. You put your hand on his cheek and rubbed soft circles as he pulled you into him. He pulled away and looked you in the eyes.
“No buts. Now, you know how much I love to see you in my shirts, but the game is in a few hours and I need it to play.” He said. You groaned and backed away from him, unbuttoning the shirt and pulling it off of you. You handed it to him and he sent you a sweet smile.
“Thank you. Now let’s go home so I can get ready.” He said swinging an arm over your shoulders. You leaned into his side and began the long walk back to his car.
You laid back on Jeff’s bed tossing a baseball up and down as you waited for him to come out of the shower. You heard the water turn off and you sat up, waiting for him once more. You saw the doorknob turn and time seemed to go in slow motion as he stepped out with nothing but a towel around his waist.
“Alright, I’m about to get ready, babe.” He said turning towards his closet to grab his uniform.
You hummed in response and stood up slowly before walking over to him. Your arms went around his still damp waist and you rested your forehead on his back. You massaged his abs and slowly made your way to the top of his towel.
“How about we have a little pre-game fun?” You said, sliding your hand under the towel and stroking the soft hairs at the top of his shaft. He groaned and shuddered before grabbing your wrist and pulling it away.
“Come on. I have to get ready.” He said, his voice slightly strained. You turned him around and gave him a sweet smile.
“Jeff, there’s still a good hour and a half before the game. That’s plenty of time.” You said swinging your arms behind his neck and pulling him in for a kiss. He hummed into the kiss and placed his hands on your hips. His tongue swiped over your lips, begging for entry and you nibbled on his lip before parting your lips.
His tongue wrestled with yours as you ran your fingers through his damp hair. You gripped the roots and tugged making him groan against your lips. You pulled away and looked him in the eyes.
“Still need to get ready?” You asked him, batting your lashes. He growled and pulled his towel off, his erection already springing free. You giggled playfully and pulled off your tank top and skirt, leaving you in your (Y/F/C) bra and underwear.
“Ay, mi princesa. Eres muy muy bella.” He whispered, putting his hands on your hips. You swung your arms around his neck and played with the short hairs at the nape of his neck.
“Y eres muy guapo, mi amor.” You whispered back. Jeff’s eyes widened as he stared at you with adoration and shock.
“What? I took Spanish.” You said smirking. Jeff just chuckled and placed his lips back onto yours. You moaned as he bit down on your bottom lip and tugged lightly. He walked you both backwards until your calves hit the edge of the bed and he fell on top of you. He flipped you both over so you were straddling his waist, and you sat up before reaching behind you and unclasping your bra, tossing it aside.
Jeff let out a sigh looking up at you and you began to grind your clothed core onto his bare erection. He groaned out and his hands flew to your hips to guide them. He pushed you back and forth, making you slide over his shaft completely. You let out a soft moan when his tip grazed your sensitive bundle of nerves. He opened his eyes and smirked at you before bucking his hips up against yours, applying more pressure.
“Fuck.” You gasped out at the sudden wave of pleasure. Jeff bucked up again and you fell forward, landing chest to chest. You began sucking at his collarbones and he moaned. You moved across his chest, painting it with your little love marks before moving to the sensitive spot under his jawline. He gripped your hips tighter as you nibbled on his favorite spot.
“Fuck, baby. I don’t think I’m gonna make it much longer if you keep doing that. I need you now.” He whispered in your ear. You pulled away from his neck and sat up before climbing off of him, and kicking off your underwear. You walked over to his desk and opened the drawer where he kept his condoms. You pulled out a small gold packet and turned back, only to see him smirking at you with his lip between his teeth. You glanced down and saw him stroking his thick length, moisture instantly forming between your thighs.
You stalked over to him, innocently twirling the small packet in your hand. You knelt in front of him, moving his hand away and replacing it with yours. You placed a gentle kiss to the tip and gave kitten licks to the shaft. Jeff groaned out in pleasure and fisted his sheets. You smirked up at him and slid the condom slowly down his length.
“You just love teasing me, don’t you?” He said, his voice thick with lust. You climbed up on top of him and lined him up with your entrance, before slowly sinking down. You both moaned in harmony as you adjusted to his size. His hands flew to your hips as you started to slowly move up and down.
“Fuck. You feel so good, baby.” He groaned out, thrusting up so your hips met. Your hands went to explore his chest and he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to him. His mouth instantly went to your neck, sucking at the sensitive spots before moving downward and sucking marks on your breasts. His lips circled around your nipple and you moaned out his name.
“I’m close. So close.” He strained as he thrust up harder and faster. Your eyes squeezed shut at the feeling of him hitting that deep spot inside you. Your body began to shudder and your breathing picked up as you approached your climax.
“J-Jeff, I’m gonna-” Your words cut off by Jeff pushing his lips against yours, making your orgasm pulse through you. You shook against him and soon you felt him twitch inside of you. You ground your hips against his, making his pelvis brush against your still sensitive bundle of nerves.
“Y/N, I’m-” He started, stopping when you leaned forward to nibble on his favorite spot. His hands gripped your hips tighter, sure to leave big hand shaped marks. You felt his erection throb as the waves of his climax crashed over him. You both stilled and you rolled off of him, landing next to his sweaty form. He wrapped an arm around you and pulled you into his side.
“Well, now I have to take another shower. You do too.” He said chuckling. You giggled and he placed a kiss on the top of your head before standing up and disposing of the condom. You sighed and stood up along with him before walking into his bathroom and turning on the water. You stepped in and stood under the water, letting it run over you. You felt arms wrap around you and you leaned back into his chest.
“Hey, let’s actually get ready. You do have a game to win, don’t you?” You said. Jeff hummed and placed a kiss on your head.
“I’ll just have to repay you when we come back. I’ve got a surprise for you anyway.” He said grabbing the shampoo and beginning to wash your hair. You wanted to ask but knowing him he wouldn’t budge, so you just mirrored his actions and you both washed each other. You dried off and got redressed, this time in Jeff’s letterman, then left for the game.
You found Hannah and Clay in the crowd and went to sit next to them. Tony came up beside you, holding a popcorn and packs of candy.
“Woah, you really hit the jackpot. All that for you?” You asked him. He sent you a smile and looked down.
“No, actually I didn’t buy any of this. This is all for you, from Jeff.” He said, handing you the snacks. Your eyes widened and your lips spread into a smile. You looked over and Clay and Hannah were smiling as well.
“Oh, stop. He just knows I like food. He wants to keep me from starving during his game; although we always go to Rosie’s afterwards.” You said. Clay lifted his hands up in defense and looked away. You furrowed your brows and looked up at Tony, who just did the same. You shrugged and opened a pack of Skittles.
The game started and you saw Jeff go up to bat. You cheered for him and saw him give the umpire a look. He held the signal for timeout and everyone began to mumble in confusion. All of the players came out to the field, holding signs. Someone handed Jeff a microphone and he walked to the middle of the field.
“I know you’re all probably wondering, ‘What the hell is going on?’ But I have an announcement.” He began. You furrowed your eyebrows and looked at Tony.
“What is he doing?” You asked him. Tony just smiled at you.
“So, as you all know I have an amazing girlfriend named, Y/F/N Y/L/N. She is smart, and beautiful, and funny, and extremely unique. That ones for you, Clay.” He said with a chuckle. You looked over at Clay to see him with his head in his hands, laughing. Your heart swelled at Jeff’s words and you smiled.
“Now, you all also know that we have a Winter Dance coming up; and if you haven’t figured out where this is going, I’m about to tell you. Y/N, babe? Can you stand up wherever you are?” He said. You handed your popcorn to Tony and stood up, playing with the sleeves of Jeff’s jacket.
“There you are, beautiful. Y/N, I have one question to ask you. Will you do me the honor of accompanying me to this years Winter Formal?” He asked, signaling the other players to hold up their signs. When they were all organized they spelled out, ‘I love you’ in big blue letters. Your hand flew to your mouth and began to form in your eyes. You smiled and moved past Tony to run down the bleachers. You ran towards Jeff and tackled him in a hug.
“Yes I’ll go with you, you idiot. I’m your girlfriend; and I love you too.” You said. Jeff picked you up and spun you around as everyone began to cheer. He put you down and put a hand on your cheek, pulling you in for a kiss. All the cheers seemed to fade away in that moment. He pulled away and looked you in the eyes with a smile gracing his lips.
“Hey, Jeff. You hit a home run with me, now go hit another one for the school.” You said. He smiled and nodded before turning back to his spot. You ran back to your spot and sat down next to Tony.
“You used the home run one?” He said with an eyebrow raised. You nodded and stared at your boyfriend in adoration.
Requested: Hi! Can you write a Deadpool x reader where Wade is a bit insecure about his appearance and thinks he doesn’t deserve the reader and the reader reassures him and it’s super fluffy?
Warnings: Take a guess, it’s Deadpool. Swearing, insecurities, sad Wade
Plot: Who would think that Wade Wilson, Douchepool, the Merc with the mouth, the insufferable Deadpool, would be insecure? Certainly not (YN) (L/N), who, one night, wakes up to find her bed empty, and a hunched over figure in her living room.
(A/N): I live for angst. Thanks for the request, it was hella fun to write! I also adore Deadpool, he’s gotta be my fave character ever. If this isn’t what you wanted, tell me!
It was 3 AM when (Y/N) awoke. She didn’t know why, but she got a clue when she turned, not feeling the usual warmth beside her when she reached for it. The girl sat up, rubbing her eyes and scanning the room for Wade, though that ruled unsuccessful as she couldn’t see anything. (Y/N) sighs upon hearing a loud crash from outside, followed by a loud, but sad groan. So, she stood up, cursed under her breath, and began to slowly walk towards the living room.
While walking, she began to scold the man who she knew so well. “Wade, for fuck’s sake, can you just sleep for one night?” When she arrived, the scene before her caused her to calm down, her voice faltering. There the man sat, hunched over on the couch, head in hands. Before she began to walk towards him, she looked around the room, finally spotting the source of the crash. A small bourbon glass. (Y/N) sighed, shifting her gaze to the distraught man sadly. Wade didn’t move. She slowly makes her way towards the couch, gingerly sitting next to the man as if he would break if she touched him too quickly.
And, in a way, he did.
“You might not want to do that” he states as she placed a hand on his back. (Y/N) furrows her brows. “Do what? Wade, look at me” the man in question sighs, beginning to look up at her, causing her to jump back slightly. Wade widens his eyes momentarily, then stares down at his hands. “Sorry, most people never get used to that” he mumbles. (Y/N) shakes her head quickly, reaching for his chin to gently raise his head again. “No! No, Wade, it’s not that. You’re beautiful, you’re great. It’s just…were you crying?” this took Wade by surprise. “No! My…my eyes were sweating” he fumbles out a reply. (Y/N) folds her arms, looking up at him with a knowing look. Wade rolled his eyes. “I’m fine, (Y/N), really” his answer didn’t please her. “No, we’re sorting this out tonight. I’ve had enough of this, Wade! You’re being very fucking distant and quiet for someone who’s ‘fine’. I don’t have to know you long to know that something’s up” her words were accusing but were laced with sympathy and worry. “What’s your problem? Are you…are you gay or something? It’s fine if you are, I just really love you and-” Wade widens his eyes once more, waving his hands as he spoke. “No! No, I love you too, that’s the thing!” the anti-hero explains loudly, causing the girl to sigh in relief. Wade calms down slightly and began to speak again. They really were gonna have to fix this tonight.
“I don’t deserve you.”
He sighs again, not looking at her in fear of going back on his words. “I mean, look at me. I look like a piece of gum that was chewed by someone who has gingivitis, I’m an asshole, I can’t be romantic for my life, every second you spend with me is dangerous” he falters for a moment before continuing. “And then there’s you. (Y/N) (L/N), the smart, funny, hot, pretty, cute bombshell who got caught up in the life of some random anti-hero” the man finally finished, leaving the two in a silence. He didn’t look up, he didn’t even know if she was still there. “Why do you stay?” he asks, his voice breaking slightly. (Y/N) pauses, looking down at him wistfully. “I stay because you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, you beautiful idiot” she watches as he finally looks up. “I love you, Wade! Who cares about what everybody thinks, to me you’re the most charming, beautiful, funny, lovely bastard I’ve ever met. Don’t beat yourself up, I’m not going anywhere” She laughs lightly as Wade’s smile grew. (Y/N) hugs him tightly, placing a kiss on his jawline. “Thank fuck, I thought you were gonna leave” She rolls her eyes, breaking the hug momentarily to look at him. “Where else in the world would I go? It’d be impossible to find someone else like you” Wade snorts. “That’s cheesy” “Shut your stupid mouth and go to bed” the (H/C) girl sighs, laughing it off.
“I’m still gonna have to clean up the-” “You’re still gonna have to clean up the glass” (Y/N) cuts him off, causing Wade to groan. “Don’t complain, you’re the one who threw it”
“If you’re so smart (L/N), then why aren’t you dating me?” Sirius asked, a smirk playing on his face. It was just your luck that the Sirius Black decided you were the next girl to conquer. Especially since he was standing in the doorway to your charms class, making sure you couldn’t get through without answering to him. You rolled your eyes as you held your potions textbook closer to your chest, trying to side step around the tall boy with wild raven hair. His friends stood behind him, James sniggering directly at you. Sirius stepped in your way, that horridly attractive smirk of his playing on his lips. Although you tried to deny it, he drove you insane in the loveliest way possible.
“Because I’m not dumb enough to be another name on your long list,” You replied nonchalantly, finally shoving him out of the way as you attempted to enter your charms class. Sirius continued to lean in the doorway, not making any attempt to let you through. You would never admit it, but Sirius always sparked an interest in you.
“Will you just let me through you twat?” You asked exasperatedly. Sirius grinned at you before lifting his arm, allowing you through the doorway. You quickly pushed past, ignoring when his friends started chatting with him once they had also taken their seats. Although you were one of the many Ravenclaw’s in the joint class with Gryffindor, you took a seat next to Lilly Evans, who seemed to be your only friend in the entire school.
“Sirius trying to ask you out again?” Lilly asked without looking up from her book as you opened your textbook up.
“Certainly is, you still getting trouble from James Potter?” You responded quietly, trying to casually hide you glances at the group of four troublesome boys with your (H/C) hair.
“He seems to think it’s a joke when he’s with Sirius, but when it’s just the two of us in the common room he seems genuine,” Lilly sighed, causing you to turn your attention back to her. You nodded in understanding, before turning to the front of the class where the teacher began to call the role. The work seemed to be extra hard today, possibly because you had O.W.L.s coming up. The lesson soon ended and you muttered a quick goodbye to Lilly before dashing off out the door, hoping to avoid Sirius. Sirius watched as you dashed out of the classroom, a frown on his face. He turned to talk to Remus, who only gave him a knowing look in return before answering whatever question Peter had just asked him. Obviously, Sirius was going to have to come up with a fantastic plan for you to even think of him in a positive light.
Staying in the library until late wasn’t your best idea, especially since you had lost track of time and it seemed everyone had gone to bed. You exited the room full of books, careful not to make a noise, hoping not to disturb the caretaker.
Sirius had luckily decided to take a late-night stroll with James’ invisibility cloak, and as if fate decided it, you were tip toeing through the corridor, not noticing the lantern light coming down the corridor around the corner. Seeing his chance to swoop in, Sirius ran as quietly as he could before you reached the corner and pulled you in close to him, making sure the cloak was well over both your heads. You went to gasp at the contact but Sirius put a singular finger to his lips, signalling silence from you. You held your breath as you saw the lantern light appear and then disappear. The two of you stayed silent for a solid two minutes once the light had disappeared before you broke the silence.
“Thank you, Sirius, now my house won’t hate me for losing them points,” You muttered, relief spreading across your features.
“Ah, it was no problem really, I saw a damsel in distress and thought I’d help her out,” He grinned in reply, dropping his smirk completely, making your breath catch in your throat. It was gorgeous, his face illuminated by the moonlight, his grey eyes trying desperately not to stare into yours.
“Ah well, thank you again, I best get back to my common room,” You replied, going to move away.
“Let me walk you back, wouldn’t want you to get caught, now would I?” He asked, the same grin playing across his lips. You smiled lightly in reply, nodding to confirm his statement as he held your hand, keeping you close to him as you walked back to the Ravenclaw common room with him. Once you reached the door he dropped the cloak, gesturing with his arm for you enter. Stating the correct password, you watched as the door swung open.
“This is where I leave, see you tomorrow (Y/N),” He smiled lightly as he turned around to leave.
“Sirius wait!” You gasped out, grabbing his arm. He turned around, giving you a playful questioning look. You drew in a breath before kissing his cheek.
“Thank you for helping me out tonight,” You muttered, turning around and dashing into your common room before he even had a chance to reply. Sirius’ hand felt the cheek you had just kissed, a grin crossing his features.
“She is a strange one,” He whispered adoringly, before throwing the cloak back on and heading back to tell Remus the good news.
I know it’s not my usual but I just felt like something (Or Someone) a little different.
summary: you don’t know what’s wrong, and jun isn’t the same. he wishes he was human, and you wish you knew. but everything gets better eventually, and he feels whole again. wonwoo needs help.
characters: android!jun/female reader, members of svt, members of pristin
genre: angst, hurt/comfort, fluff
word count: 3.0k
a/n: soooo here’s what happens from ur pov. also more angst cause i like torturing yall n it was too much fluff in this story already also im trying to rewire nayoung’s character bc i feel like shes too ooc forgive me ill do it subtly
also i was trying to get this out sooner but i ended up getting headaches and feeling like crap for the last few days so i apologize for that
warnings: cursing, unedited sorry abt mistakes, ya just cursing
Shutting the front door behind you, you walked towards Wonwoo, who was waiting outside his own door.
“Yo.” He greeted, dark sweatshirt still pulled over his tall frame.
“You said you had something to show me?” you asked, looking around for something he might’ve been holding.
He shook his head, grinning bashfully. “Lied about that, sorry. Just wanted to get you out here. Wanted to talk for a little bit.”
Prompt: “George x reader were he is convinced she’s in love with Fred because they’ve been spending time together and he’s heartbroken but really they’ve been talking about her feelings for George during that time because she’s convinced she isn’t good enough ??? Maybe it all comes to a fluffy head at the burrow during the holidays? :)”
Requested?: Yes, by the lovely anon:)
(A/N): I suck at titles. Someone teach me how to make good titles. I have a lack of that talent.
George Weasley had a secret. No, he didn’t kill a man, no, he didn’t steal all the gold. He was in love with a girl, Y/n Y/l/n. She was smart, beautiful kind and funny. She had talent for a lot of things, but her smile was so bright, that thousands of wands couldn’t recreate such a brightness.
George, however hadn’t told anyone, not even his own brother, Fred Weasley. That was because she was spending so much time with Fred lately, he was certain she was in love with Fred. And George didn’t want to stop their happiness. He sat alone on the sofa in the common room. Y/n and Fred were off, doing whatever they were doing. Little did he know, they were just talking in the library, about a certain person.
“Fred, I don’t know if you get it.” Y/n sighted as she pressed her head against the wooden table. Her heart was racing from frustration. “I’m just not good enough for your brother. He is smart and funny, not to mention pretty handsome. And I am just… Me.”
“No, Y/n. You are the one who doesn’t get it. He would be luck to have someone like you. You are beautiful, smart and, I got to admit; if you try, you can be funny.” Fred threw his arms in the air. “You got to deal with you feelings one time soon.” Fred continued, his voice softer.
“I know, but I don’t know if I can accept a ‘no’.” She looked up at Fred, her eyes big and sad.
“You don’t have to take a no. You are a strong, independent woman. You can get what you want.” Fred shrugged.
“Yeah, thank you. I guess that’s why you have so many dates.” Y/n said with a raised brow.
“Hey, I’m just saying that he would probably date you.”
Y/n huffed and looked away. “Yeah, maybe if I was better. Maybe if I was good enough.” Fred sighted dramatically, they had been talking about this for a few months now.
“Woman, you are going to kill me one day.”
George looked up as Fred and Y/n came in, obviously arguing about something. “Hey guys!” George said, happy that there was some kind of amusement. The arguing stopped and they both put on their innocent smiles.
“Hello George.” Fred said with a smile. “I’m sorry, if you’ll excuse me.” He said, winking at Y/n before heading to his dorm. George raised a brow.
“yeah, I should probably finish this essay.” Y/n said, her cheeks growing red. George, scratching the back of his neck, stepped aside.
“I thought you were studying with Fred?” He asked, unsure if he wanted to know the answer. Y/n froze for a second before pretending to be okay.
“We had important things to discuss, so we didn’t study much.” She breathed out.
“You were gone for almost three hours, and I couldn’t join you.” George said softly. Without an answer, Y/n left the room, faster then she had ever done before.
“Why are you avoiding me?” George asked his brother.
“i certainly am not ignoring you. I am just spending time with Y/n.” Fred said with raised brows.
“Yes, with your girlfriend!” George spat, hurt in his eyes, his voice bitter. He walked away. He walked away from his brother. Away from his problems. But he took his pain with him.
George found himself sitting on a stair, he didn’t even know where he was. And he didn’t care. With a sight, he ran his hand over his face, only to find his voice wet with tear. He hadn’t noticed he was crying. He didn’t want to be sad, because Fred and Y/n were probably happy together. Yet, he couldn’t get rid of the aching pain in his chest. He knew his heart was broken. But he didn’t want to say, or even think about that. He needed to find peace with the fact that Y/n would be happy with Fred. There was nothing he could do about it.
The twins sat in the train back home. it was Christmas break and Y/n got to stay with the Weasley’s for four days. Her parents were on a trip for work, and couldn’t make it in time. She and her best friends had been looking forwards to this moment, but it was really awkward. George didn’t say anything, he kept staring out the window. Fred was eying the two of them with confused looks. Y/n sighted and moved closer to George, placing a hand on his leg. He shot up and looked at her before his eyes drowned back in sadness.
“Georgie, what is wrong? You have been acting strangely the last couple of days.” Y/n asked concerned. Her brows knitted together, a questioning look on her face.
“Nothing is wrong Y/n. I’m fine.” He snapped. Slightly surprised by his respond, she moved back away.
“Okay then, George.” Both of them felt a sting of pain in their chest by the way Y/n’s voice sounded. The warm, sweet tone was gone. She sounded distant, and cold. She had always known George would never see her like that. But this wasn’t something he would ever say to her. She guessed he didn’t even want to be friends.
The event on the train seemed to be forgotten when everyone was in the Burrow. Ron wasn’t there, he had stayed a Hogwarts with hermione and Harry. It was the second night, and Y/ tortured with horrible nightmares. She shot up and looked around, a soft gasp leaving her lips. She remembered where she was when she heard Ginny turn around. Shaking, Y/n got up, wanting a glass of water.
The stairs were unfamiliar, and when she bumped into someone, she softly squealed before feeling an arm around her waist.
“Y/n?” It was George. Y/n relaxed but George kept his arm around her waist.
“Why are you up?” Y/n was aware of his arm around her waist, the nightmare almost forgotten.
“I had a nightmare, wanted something to drink. Nothing special. What about you?”
“I haven’t slept well in a few days.” George admitted. Y/n was concerned, he did sound tired lately.
“You know, my mother had told me a trick. Let’s go to the kitchen, maybe it’ll work.” Y/n let her hand slide in George’s hand and pulled him with her.
“So, what is this magic trick your mother had thought you?” George asked as Y/n opened the fridge. She smiled and shook her head.
“You’ll see.” She mixed some milk and chocolate, honey and a few herbs. she added sugar and poured it in a cup. “Drink.” George raised a brow at her and smiled.
“Chocolate milk?” He asked. Y/n just grinned and waited for him to take a sip. Y/n smiled when she saw his eyes grow big and look back into the cup.
“Y/n, what did you do with it? It is good, but weird.” Y/n smiled and shook her head.
“It’s the herbs. It will help you. Just drink it and go to bed.” She smiled and made an attempt to leave. Yet, now maybe was the time to ask the question that had been bothering her for a while.
“George, are you mad at me?”
“Why would you think that?” His voice sounded really surprised.
“It’s just… You have been ignoring me, almost. Did I do something wrong?” George swallowed, feeling nervous.
“No, I was just a jerk I think.” Y/n jumped on the table, her legs dangling over the edge of the table.
“Why do you say that?”
“I should just have accepted the fact that you and Fred are a couple. I mean, it was hard for reasons you wouldn’t understand but I’m really trying-” George got cut of by her laughter.
“Why are you laughing.”
“Because Fred and I aren’t a couple.” Y/n said, wiping away a tear.
“yes, we spent a lot of time together, but not because I liked him! I asked him for advice, because I did like someone else and he is one of my best friends.”
“Then why didn’t you ask me?”
“Because it would have been rather awkward to talk about the feelings I have about you.” Y/n clapped a hand in front of her mouth, eyes wide. George was also surprised.
“You… Like me?” Y/n sighted and rubbed her forehead, running her hands through her hair.
“Yes. I do.”
“Then why didn’t you tell me?” George was talking quit, like they were talking about something no one could hear.
“Because I’m not good enough for you, obviously.” She stated. That comment hurt George, because she was everything he had ever dreamed of. Kind and sweet, funny and sarcastic, bright smile and eyes that held whole universes. Not to mention her pretty face or amazing body.
“Why would you say that? You are the most sweetest, funniest, smartest and most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen. When I first saw you, I knew I was lost. I knew my heart had belonged to you. It was like I saw an angel. Then I talked to you, and you were what I could only describe as a real angel.”
“When did you get so sappy?” Y/n asked with a soft laugh. George smiled and brushed a lock of hair out her face.
“I’m acting from my heart.” He whispered before leaning in and kissing her. Y/n was gladly surprised, she smiled against his lips and grabbed his collar, bulling him in between her legs. Her lags wrapped around his waist, hands on his face and neck. His hands lay on her waist and side of her face. He smiled too. The long kiss got interrupted by a yawn from George.
“I guess the ‘magic trick’ does work?” She asked with a grin. “You better get into bed.” She said. George groaned.
“But I want to kiss you again.” he whispered in her ear before kissing her cheek.
“We will have time tomorrow.” She laughed. Jumping of the table, she pecked his lips. “Sweet dreams, Georgie.” She softly winked and turned around, walking a way.
That night, a grin rested on both of their lips. They couldn’t wipe it off. They felt happy, knowing their feelings were answers. Knowing they wouldn’t be alone, they would have each other.
Anon asked: hi, i love your work, youre such a great writer! id actually like to make a request where bb-8 finds out poe likes you and you like him, leading the droid to enlist every single droid on base to play matchmaker, including c-3po and r2-d2? thanks for considering it!
(A/N: Yasss, I love my spherical little droid baby!)
Plot Summary: BB-8, one of the few people, or well, droids that Poe confides in. The spherical droid rolls around giddily, until Poe makes BB-8 promise to not tell anyone. Especially you. However, when the droid overhears you, General Organa’s right-hand, about your attraction to the droid’s master. BB-8 decides to enlist C-3PO, R2-D2, as well as every cleaning, medical, and war droid to bring the two of you together.
“Well, that was nice. Haven’t had a good chat in a while.” You smiled as Poe walked alongside you to your room, BB-8 rolling in between the both of you.
“Yeah, now that the Starkiller Base is destroyed, we have at least some level of peace.” Poe sighed, stuffing his hands into his pockets as he stopped in front of your room.
“So, I’ll see you tomorrow?” You turned around, facing him with your tablet at your hip.
“Of course! When have I ever let you down?”
“How about when I told you not to get captured on Jakku?”
“Okay, besides that. And I’m still alive, right?” Poe gestured wildly to himself, BB-8 rolling around his feet.
You laughed, walking into your room. “Goodnight, Mr. Dameron.” And with a smile and a wave, the door was closed, leaving Poe to walk back to his own room.
BB-8 whirred at him, asking what was wrong.
“I’ll tell you later, buddy.”
As soon as Poe was inside his own room, BB-8 immediately began to beep excitedly, asking Poe why he was acting so sullen.
“Well, how do you feel about Y/N?”
The droid answered, rather keen on you. It considered you as a part of it’s surrogate family.
“So, I may or may not have… Romantic feelings for her.”
BB-8 squealed happily, circling around Poe once again before rolling towards the door.
“Wait, no!” Poe dived and caught the droid in his arms, keeping it from exiting the room.
“BB-8, you can’t tell her! I don’t even know if she even has the same feelings!”
BB-8 stopped and made a questioning beep.
“Just, wait, okay? I just want to be safe and make sure she’s interested or not.”
His droid gave him a reassuring head-tap with its own, before rolling off to its charging station and powering down.
Poe, on the other hand, lied awake in bed, thinking about you, sighing.
He turned over in his bed, trying to get a good night’s sleep.
"You were my only friend." -Hannah Baker ft Jeff Atkins
A/N: so I added a fourteenth tape, even tho clay already did but idk just go with it idkidkidk the bold is the tapes btw and it’ll have ’ these like quotes 😂
‘Well I should probably start on the day I met you. It was 4th period and I had English in Mrs. Kaylee’s class. You were to the left of me, really focused on your paper. I was struggling a lot and so was most the class, how the fuck were we supposed to know this bullshit?!’
“Ugh.” I sighed again leaning back in my chair. I glanced over at Y/n Y/l/n, stupid smart people. She seemed so focused, she was top of our class for fucks Sake. I was struggling, just like 99.9% of the class
She put her pencil down and turned in her paper to the teacher and they had a hushed, quick, conversation.
Y/n glanced in my directions and then nodded at Mrs.Kaylee. She strutted over to me her heels clicking against the tile floors before she was right in front of me.
“Hi.” She smiled with her perfect white teeth.
“Hey Y/n.” I said back.
“After school, you should stop by Monte’s. I can give you a ride, we should study together.” She offered still smiling.
I smiled back at her ‘lets make some friends’, i thought to myself. “Yeah of course.” I smiled at her.
“Great!” She said cheerfully.
**2 months later**
“Haha very funny Baker.” Y/n laughed bitterly.
“Sorry but it’s true!” I yelled back laughing a little.
“HANNAH!” She yelled at me crumpling paper and throwing it at me.
“You aren’t funny! I’m sorry.” I laughed more and our English homework surrounded us.
“Whateves.” She muttered playfully rolling her eyes.
I heard the front door open and footsteps in the house.
“What the fuck is that?!” I whisper yelled at her. Y/n’s sister was in Florida right now and her parents weren’t supposed to be home until tomorrow morning, they worked an hour away from where we were and they were staying at y/n’s grandma’s tonight.
“It’s probably just-” she was cut off by Jeff swinging her door open with Clay right behind him.
“Hey babe.” Jeff said wrapping his arms around y/n and she smiled at him.
“Hi Hannah.” Clay said awkwardly from the doorway.
“Helmet.” I smiled back at him and then looked at the sickeningly cute couple.
“Umm bye Jeff we need to study.” I sassed at him and he looked up at me and stood back up.
“Bye Hannah.” Jeff said turning to me, “love you.” He leaned down and kissed y/n’s cheek.
“Love you too.” She said back and they left and quick as they came in.
'We could have been great friends y/n, we were for a while. We had some good times. Like long talks over the phone. you would always sleep over. We wore matching outfits sometimes. You were my friend, you were my only friend. And not to mention you and Jeff’s relationship. I wish Clay and I could be just like that. I thought you cared y/n, I thought I finally found someone somewhat decent in Liberty High. But I was wrong.’
*school day after Jeff’s accident*
I walked around the corner as my eyes welled up with tears.
“Y/n…” I breathed out and she had an oversized letterman jacket on that for sure belonged to Jeff. Her eyes were red and puffy and her face was sad looking.
“Leave me alone Hannah.” She whispered putting her head down and leaning in between Monty and Zach. The jocks were all around in a circle outside y/n’s locker and their conversation was quiet and hushed.
“y/n please listen to me.” I whined trying to get her out of there because I knew they’d jump to her side If she was even uncomfortable a little bit. Monty glanced in my direction. A tear slipped from my eyes which I quickly wiped away.
“What the fuck are you so upset for?” Y/n demanded, “you barley knew him! Why does everything have to be about you? Goddamn Hannah you fucking selfish bitch leave me alone!” She yelled. By now everyone is the hall was looking at us.
More tears gather in my eyes which I choked back a sob.
'I knew you didn’t mean it. I knew you were just in pain. But it hurt.’
“Just walk away Baker! Leave her alone.” Monty said protectively pulling her into his body. And by now she was almost crying.
“Y/n can I please-”
“Good bye Hannah. Just leave her alone.” Sheri said back.
'I was so mad. How could she just sit here and act like she didn’t do anything wrong?! How could she make me look like the bad guy!?'br>
'So y/n, you don’t belong here. On these tapes I mean. I know you didn’t mean it but you ignored my everyday. Never spoke to me. You stop coming over and calling me. You just literally dropped our friendship as quick as it happened. I know you’re a good person. I’m proud of you, you’ve come a long way. I love you y/n, you were a good friend for a while…’