how'd you think even would propose to ikea? * cue heart eyes mushy
Even and ikea proposal huh? :P let’s see what I can do! This one has been in my inbox awhile… but I really do love it.
Tell me how ya’ll think a proposal would go down!
Isak looks up from the Christmas tree where he had been stringing lights. “Hmm?”
Even fidgets from his place on the couch and Isak shoots him a look. Even never fidgets. He’s like the coolest person in the world and the coolest person remains fucking cool all the time. The only time Isak ever sees Even disheveled is when he’s having a bad day. Okay or when they’re having sex, but who can maintain a cool veneer when they’re struggling not to explode?
Eve clears his throat, and wow yes this is indeed a new development. “I was thinking.”
Isak grabs a Santa-shaped ornament and hung it just above a loop of bright Christmas light, “Always dangerous.”
“Yeah yeah, fuck you,” He turns back to his nervous boyfriend. Even took a breath, “I was thinking that we’ve been together for like- ever now.”
“4 years,” Isak mutters, grabbing another ornament (it was a homemade one that Even had made in his childhood. Of course, it was much prettier than anything Isak had ever attempted, damn him). “Not that I’m counting.”
“Yeah, 4 years. And I love you. So much. And, like, you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”
Isak hides a grin into his shoulder, glancing back around to Even who’s staring at him with his fucking laser-beam stare. “I love you too.”
Even nods, like the words bring some kind of extra strength to him. Which is weird, because they’ve been saying that they loved each other for literally years now. Isak stiffens, fuck is he feeling an episode come on? Fuck, he thought they’d gotten the meds right the last time. It had been ages since they’d had a reoccurrence. Shit, Isak will have to switch some days around at work if he needs to take off.
Even smiles, “I can see your mind working.”
“Is everything okay?”
Isak grabs another ball to hang on the tree and Even’s assurance that everything is fine.
Behind him, Even clears his throat. “I know we agreed no presents until everyone got here, but do you see the red envelope? Open it.”
Curioser and curioser.
Neer one to say not to presents, Isak bends down, picking up the slim envelope and dragging his thumb under the flap to open it. Insider, there wasn’t a present at all. Just a piece of white paper that looked as if it had been folded and unfolded a couple of times.
The paper was split into two halves. Isak snorts at the call back to their ace methods of communication back in school. He reads on.
In this Universe, the first half headed.
The drawing was of Even and Isak, holding hands sitting on the couch and smiling with a Christmas tree in the background. They looked happy and content and everything Isak has wanted for them in the years since they’ve been together.
He moves on.
In Another Universe, the other side reads.
Isak felt his mouth go dry and knees go weak. He takes a startled breath and swallows.
The cartoon image was still of Isak and Even, but this time, Isak was standing- an elated expression on the little cartooned face.
And Even was on one knee in front of him, a little square box in his hand.
At the bottom of the second half: not all universes need to be different.
Slowly, like in a dream, Isak turned around.
And there Even was. On bended knee, looking nothing and everything like the suave teenager he’s fallen in love with. Even shoots him a shy smile, opening his hand to see a little black leather box.
“Yes,” Isak says without hesistating.
Even opens his mouth and closes it, “You- uh- I had like a whole speech prepared.”
“Oh. Well by all means, just know that when you’re done, my answer is yes.”
Even faces splits, “That does lessen the pressure, I have to admit.” He takes a breath, “Isak. When I was 19, I saw you on the first day of school and I think I fell in love with you in that moment. You were the most beautiful boy I’d ever seen and I didn’t even look at boys like that, then. But then I got to know you, and you were everything I could have ever hoped for. You stood by me in the best of times and in the worst of times and you have never made me feel less than for being sick. It’s been a long time since school, baby, but I still look at you and see that brilliant boy in a snapback and hoodie and I want to spend the rest of my life with him. If that’s chill?”
“Oh my god,” Isak sniffs, trying to keep his eyes from filling with tears like a cheesy movie, “That’s chill.”
“Awesome. So, will you marry me?”
“Fucking- yes. Yes.”
Even stands up and slips a little gold band from the center of the box. He hold it up and waggles his eyebrows and fuck, Isak loves him so much. Isak holds out a shaking hand and when the band slips on perfectly, he immediately threads the hand in Even’s hair, pulling him down so that his lips can brush against his.
“I love you,” Isak says against Even’s lips, “this universe, next one, next one. I love you.”
Even brushes a hand over his cheek and kisses him again.
Summary: An accidental
collision. Lucky shoes. Baseball lessons. As much as they might try to deny it,
fate seemed to be working to bring Derek and Y/N together. But being in each
other’s lives could prove to be more complicated than either one of them
Author’s Note: FINALLY! It is here, y’all!!! I know it has been an eternity since I updated this series, but it is finally written and I couldn’t love this part more. I really hope you guys like it, please let me know! Meanwhile, enjoy ;)
As always, a HUGE thank you to my co-pilot on this series, @snipsnsnailsnwerewolftales!!! She is so amazing to work with and always such great ideas!!! I can’t even say thanks enough <3
“Y/N? Are you even listening to me?”
Stiles’ voice broke me out of my stare and I slowly turned my head to look at
him, eyes wide and lips sucked between my teeth as I grunted out a ‘hm?’ He
blinked at me several times before averting his gaze to the spot I was so
tethered to only moment ago.
“Sorry,” I sighed. “I’ve just
“I’ll say,” he snorts, earning a
glare. “What’s up with you lately?”
Authors Note: I’m sorry for terrible smut, this is my first go at it so feedback would be greatly apprecciated. I LOVE HEARING FROM YOU GUYS! LET ME KNOW HOW YOU THINK I DID! ILL BE IN HELL IF YOU NEED ME. KISSES.
Request: If requests are still open and you want to, I think something with jealous Usnavi could be cool. Maybe with some NSFW if you do it and feel like it works? Whatever is fine! I hope you have a lovely day/evening!
Your muscles stopped functioning, and you stood there with your mouth agape. You couldn’t believe how vulnerable you were last night.
“Y/N.” Usnavi opened his mouth. You slammed the door in his face, running to your shared bedroom. You pulled out a suitcase and began shoving all of your belongings into it. “Y/N, please.” Usnavi yelled through the door banging on it. Tears began to fall again, but you quickly wiped them and zipped up your suitcase. You yanked at your bag and opened the door to your apartment to reveal Usnavi still standing there. He had a spark of hope in his eyes before they traveled down to your suitcase. You pushed past him trying to get to the elevator. You pressed the elevator button when Usnavi grabbed your wrist. “Y/N, please let me explain.” he whined. “I’ve heard enough of you.” you stated firmly not turning to face him. “Y/N-” He began. “No. No. I’m tired of this. I’m tired of wondering how many times you’ve lied to me. Tired of worrying about Vanessa. Tired of you.” You spat at him as you pulled your arm from his grip. Fishing the apartment key from your back pocket, you threw it at him. You stepped to the elevator, and watched him as the doors of the elevator closed.Just when they closed, Usnavi made a run to hit the button once more and the doors reopened. He walked in, his eyes staring into yours. You didn’t know what he was doing until you felt his familiar lips against yours and his arms snaking around your waist. You had to use all of your strength to not kiss him back. You slightly pushed him off. “Y/N, please. I didn’t mean anything I said yesterday. I love you. You, Y/N. not anybody else.” he declared confidently, but his eyes were silently pleading you to believe him. You looked down at the dirty floor of the elevator. “I need time.” you whispered, pushing him out of the elevator. The doors began to close once more, and he stood there shock all over his face. If it was even possible, your heart broke even more when the doors shut, and the elevator began to descend.
You knocked a few times on the door when Benny finally opened the door. “Hey Y/N, ho-” he stopped mid sentence when he saw you. You just gave him a look, and he moved aside allowing you to come in. “Are you ok?” Benny cautiously asked. “Fine.” you replied stiffly settling into the couch. “It’s not fine if you’re here and not at home with Usnavi.” He reasoned. “I just need time to think.” You breathed out closing your eyes. “Well you’ll have the whole apartment to yourself, I have to head to work.” he said, fixing his tie. “Sounds great.” you sang, lying down and curling your legs to your chest. “I think you meant ‘Wow thanks Benny’” he said sarcastically. You glared at him, and he put his hands up in surrender before leaving the apartment. And there you were. Alone with your thoughts. It was then when it hit you. You had lost Usnavi because of your actions.
Benny walked into the bodega only to see Usnavi at the counter looking like a mess. He was still wearing the same thing from last night. “Bro, what happened?” Benny asked making his way to the counter with his milkyway. “Nothing.” Usnavi mumbled, pouring his coffee and checking out his items. “Well, I just wanted to let you know that Y/N is at mine if you need her.” Benny said walking out of the bodega leaving Usnavi to stare lasers through his back. Usnavi punched the counter with rage. Why did he have to be so stupid? Why was he so jealous? He quickly flinched back to see his red knuckles. Frustrated, he pulled of his cap and ran a hand through his hair. He didn’t have anyone to blame. He had lost you because of his actions.
You were sound asleep when someone jerked you awake. Your eyes shot open to see Benny standing there. It was dark out and you hadn’t moved since he left. “Please don’t tell me you’ve been lying here all day.” He nagged. “Sorry bud, I don’t like to lie.” you rasped, your voice groggy. You rubbed your eyes and sat up, stretching your arms. “Well get up because we’re going out.” he said. You gave a sarcastic laugh before lying back down. That was when Benny grabbed your arm and yanked you up. You gave a startled grunt before massaging your shoulder joint. “I literally just broke up with my long time boyfriend and you’re making me go out?” you raised an eyebrow. “Girls stay in and eat and gossip.” you mutter. “Well I guess you should’ve thought of that before befriending me because last time I checked I was a guy.” Benny responded, loosening his tie. You rolled your eyes and tried to lie back down when Benny threw his bunched up tie at you. “Pleaassee.” He begged giving you puppy dog eyes. “No.” you said, fluffing the couch cushion. “You owe me.” he grinned, crossing his arms. “Oh really?” you said lying back down. “Remember that time I walked in on you and Usnavi getting it on in the back room?” he began when your face flushed red at the memory. You jerked up and gave him wide eyes. “And I promised not to tell Sonny?” he was smirking now. “Ok, ok, ok. Stop right there. I’ll go.” you said making a beeline to your bag. Benny just laughed, and you smacked his arm before walking into the bathroom to change.
You dug around your suitcase and sighed. Of course out of all of your dresses, the only one in your bag was the skin tight tube dress you wore when you were in high school. You lifted it from its place and lifted it to your body. ‘Maybe it’ll fit.’ you thought as you squeezed the bright blue spandex onto your hips. 5 minutes of fiddling with the zipper, you were sucked into the dress. You turned to look in the mirror and were pleasantly surprised. You ran your hands along your hips and smiled, it fit better than you had remembered. You turned on the tap and splashed water on your face before digging into your makeup bag. 10 more minutes in the bathroom you stepped out and walked in front of Benny. He looked up at you and gave a whistle, and you smiled and gave him a 360. “Damn Y/N. I haven’t seen you wear that since high school.” he motioned to the blue dress. “It’s cause I haven’t.” you said running your hand over the fabric. “You should wear it more often. You look hot.” he said linking arms with you. You choked and looked up at him. “In the most friend way possible.” he blushed. You laughed and leaned into him, walking out of the apartment.
“Dude, you’re going out again?” Sonny questioned Usnavi as he was getting ready to close. “Well, I just lost my girlfriend. The only thing that could make this situation better is if I just forget about it.” He said locking the doors. “Just- be careful.” Sonny said patting Usnavi’s back. “And don’t go kissing Vanessa or some shit like that.” he said. “Where did you hear that?” Usnavi fretted. “I heard from the salon ladies.” he replied, finger gunning Usnavi. Usnavi just buried his head in his hands and headed to the bar. He desperately needed a drink.
You stood at the bar next to Benny enjoying yourself. It was true, you hadn’t gone out in a while, and maybe the way boys handled breakups was just as useful as the way your girl friends did. “Having a good time?” Benny asked in your ear. You eagerly nodded when your eyes landed on Usnavi. He was staring right at you and you quickly turned away. You leaned into Benny. “He’s here. You knew he’d be here. Is that why you brought me here?” you said pissed. “What?” he exclaimed before looking to see Usnavi himself. Usnavi clenched his drink in his hand. You ‘needed time’. He scoffed. Yeah, you needed time with Benny. You saw him give the stink eye to Benny when he leaned into your ear and you smirked. You put your hand on Benny’s face when he went to talk. “What are you doing?” Benny whispered. “Just go with it.” you hissed back moving your head slightly so that his lips ghosted yours. You turned to look at Usnavi who was now visibly irritated and batted your eyelashes innocently. You grabbed Benny’s hand and led him into the dance floor, you felt Usnavi’s eyes follow you two. You and Benny stood in an open area of the dance floor and you placed his hands on your hips. “Y/N?” He said confused, moving his head to your ear. You looked up at Usnavi whose knuckles were white from clenching his drink too hard. “Follow my lead.” you said turning around and leaning your head back so it was on Benny’s chest. You slowly began to sway your hips and he moved with you. He was a much better dancer than Usnavi. Cautiously you began to grind on him and he just gripped your hips harder. You looked to where Usnavi was sitting and saw him with his jaw on the floor. You raised an eyebrow and gave him a smirk. A ‘what are you gonna do about it?’ look on your face. You closed your eyes and continued to dance. When you opened them to give Usnavi another shit eating grin he wasn’t there anymore. You stopped dancing and began looking around when you felt someone grab your arm and drag you from the dance floor. Before you had any say you were dragged all the way out of the club to the sidewalk where you finally got a good look at the person. You were taken aback when you realized it was Usnavi who was desperately trying to hail a taxi. He looked just as tense up close and when he finally managed to get a taxi, he pushed you into the back seat sitting next to you. You looked up at him to see that he was the one smirking now. “Bad idea babe.” he whispered in your ear causing goosebumps to travel down your body. You would be lying if you said you weren’t curious as to what he was going to do. Yours and Usnavi’s sex life was usually vanilla, you didn’t know what a shot of alcohol and jealousy would do. His hand landed on your thigh and gripped at your skin. You couldn’t help but feel your heart jump at his touch. His hand slowly inched up to where your skin met the blue spandex. You tensed unsure if he was going to go further. You two were interrupted when the taxi came to a halt in front of the familiar apartment complex. You tried your best to hide your disappointment as Usnavi paid and got out of the taxi pulling you out with him. His hand was around your waist tightly, dragging you into the elevator. Once the elevator doors closed he pushed you against the wall and buried his head in your neck, his lips beginning to suck at your skin causing a gasp to escape your throat. The elevator doors opened at your floor and you two tumbled out. Usnavi frantically digging in his pocket to find the key.
The door flung open, and you trailed behind Usnavi and turned around to close the door when you felt him press up behind you. He moved his head so that his mouth was against your ear. “You need time huh?” he said, beginning to bite at your earlobe. You let out a shuddering breath and gulped. “I’ll give you time babe. A good time” he said before moving his lips to your jawline leaving sloppy kisses all the way down to your neck. His hands found the zipper at the back of your dress and quickly unzipped it. He stepped back so you could shimmy your way out of it, leaving you in only your underwear, having gone bra less. You turned around so you were facing him, and his eyes began to roam all over your body before landing on your breasts. He stepped to you once more and he pressed you up against the door. You slightly jumped and hooked your legs around him and he wrapped his arms around your bare thighs. He carried you all the way to the bed and set you down. You propped yourself up on your elbows and saw Usnavi approach carefully. You slightly bent your legs and opened them, looking at Usnavi through your eyelashes. He hooked his fingers on your underwear and quickly slid them down leaving you completely exposed. His mouth found yours once more but left quickly finding your neck. He dragged a finger through your folds and you let out a frustrated moan. “What was that?” he taunted, his fingers teasing at your entrance. “P-please.” you whimpered, your hips bucked the slightest and he slid in two fingers. A satisfied groan left your lips as you threw your head back. He began to pump his fingers in and out of you still kissing your neck. His thumb began to rub circles over your clit. “U-Usnavi.” you moaned at the new feeling. “You like that babe?” He cooed beginning to rub faster. Your eyes shut and you nodded your head. “Shit. oh god. Usnavi.” you warned him, your legs beginning to shake involuntarily. He curled his fingers inside you and you let out a strangled groan, pleasure spreading through you. “Oh my god. U- Usnavi. I… so close-” you managed parts of your sentence before he quickly pulled out his fingers leaving you hanging. You opened your eyes to look at him only to see him sucking on his fingers. Damn where was this Usnavi when you were with him? You used your finger to hook it onto his shirt collar and bring him up to you. He looked at you mesmerized, moving closer to you. You quickly tore off his shirt and traced your fingertips all the way down to the top of his pants. He got the memo and got off the bed to slip them off, along with his boxers. He eagerly made his way on top of you again, and you giggled at his excitement. He blushed deeply before you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulling him in so that your lips met his. He quickly deepened the kiss and you moved your hand dangerously low on his stomach. You used your hand and wrapped around his length and slowly began to pump. He moaned into the kiss, and you smiled pumping faster. He broke the kiss and tore away from your grasp. He leaned over you to the bedside table and fumbled around the drawer and pulled out a condom. Instead of putting it on himself like always, he handed it to you. You looked at him questioningly. “Come on Y/N. Put it on for me.” he dared, his brown eyes had a look of lust you had never seen. You opened the foil and slowly rolled it on to him and watched as he threw his head back, his mouth open in a silent moan. You pumped him a few more times for good measure but also to see him in a state of pure pleasure. He pushed you back on the bed and you laid there, excitement bubbling in your core. His tip teased at your entrance and his hand moved down and began rubbing at your clit. “How do you feel babe?” he asked looking at you. You held his gaze blushing, trying your best not to let any embarrassing noises escape your lips. “So- o- good.” you quavered, biting your lip again. “Yeah?” he questioned beginning to rub in a different direction which made you take a sharp inhale, his tip still teasing you. You nodded closing your eyes. “Look at me.” he commanded and he stopped rubbing you. You opened your eyes and looked into his, and he began to slowly rub at your clit again. This time you couldn’t stop yourself when an embarrassing moan escaped your lips. You blushed deep red, still unable to tear your eyes from Usnavi’s because of the pleasure he was causing. “There it is.” Usnavi cooed rubbing faster now. Your rocky exhale caused another plethora of sounds to escape your mouth, revealing how much you were enjoying this. Usnavi smiled and pushed into you without warning causing you to cry out. “Shit, you’re so tight.” he murmured in your ear as he began to move. You hooked your legs together, wrapping around his torso. “I love you so much, I hope you know that.” He panted, quickening his pace. You groaned and looked at him, “I love y-o-oohhh” you yelped when he hit the spot. His pace gradually got quicker and he continually hit your sweet spot, and every time an obscure noise would flood the room. “Uuusnaviii.” you moaned shakily, your muscles beginning to tighten. “I’m gonna-” You tried talking, one hand scratching his back and another grabbing at the sheets. “No.” he said, his pace not slowing. “Please, please. Oh my god. U-snavi please.” you begged, your body not listening to his command. “Whose girl are you?” he grunted getting close himself. “Yours.” you cried out feeling your orgasm blooming. “Whose?” He questioned again. “Yours- yours! Usnavi’s” you exclaimed unsure how long you were going to be able to keep yourself from coming. “That’s right baby. Come for me.” He purred and you obliged falling over the edge pulling on his hair and moaning his name repeatedly. Usnavi bit into your shoulder as he released into the condom, but he continued to thrust into you through your orgasm. Your hips spasmed and you gasped for air, seeing stars.
He pulled out of you and got out of bed, discarding the condom. When he returned he made his way back into the bed with you. You were facing out and when you felt Usnavi’s body weight on the bed you turned to face him. His face turned red as the both of you realized what you had just done. “That was…” you began unable to find words for what had just happened. “Yeah.” Usnavi said still flushed. “Listen it was a mistake.” you said shifting to get out of bed. Usnavi’s arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you back on the mattress. “Don’t say that.” he said, using his hand to move a strand of hair from your face. “I don’t know what I was thinking. I needed time and here I am again.” you said to yourself, burying your face in your hands. You pried yourself from his grip and got off of the bed. Usnavi quickly got up, following behind you. “Y/N please. I made a mistake. I didn’t mean anything I said last night. You have to believe me.” he said trying to get you to look at him. You ignored him and tried to zip your dress up. “Y/N-” “Usnavi. I wasn’t lying when I said I needed time.” you said once you got your dress on. You slipped on your shoes and headed for the door. “Wait.” he urged as he headed to the coffee table to grab something. He made his way over to you and handed you the apartment key you had thrown at him earlier. “I don’t care if you break up with me, get back with me, just want to be friends, or whatever. I just know I at least need you in my life.” you grasped the key tightly in your hand. “Y/N whatever happens to us. I’m here. I’ll always be here for you because I need you and I love you. I love you more than anything in this world.” you froze at his words and a tear escaped from your eyes. Usnavi’s hand went to wipe it away. You quickly turned to the door again. “I-I need to go.” you stuttered before running out of his apartment.
Usnavi stirred from his sleep when he felt something poke him. He felt something on top of him, something against his lips. He returned the gesture before shooting his eyes open realizing what was happening. You sat there straddling him a smile playing on your lips. “Good morning.” you said getting off of him. “Y/N?” he stuttered out blushing. “Oh stop blushing, do I need to remind you what we did on this very bed last night?” you teased. “Why-why are you here?” he said rubbing his eyes making sure you were actually there. “I came back late last night, but you were already sleeping.” you said fiddling with the hem of your t shirt. His eyes moved around the room to see your suitcase open in the room. “You came back?” he whispered more to himself than to you. You nodded, looking at him. “I realized that I love you. I trusted you but you broke my trust Usnavi. But everyone deserves a second chance. Especially if this kind of love is once in a lifetime, I don’t want to miss it.” you gave him a half smile. “I’m so sorry Y/N. I hurt you and I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to live with myself knowing that.” he said looking at the white sheets. “Hey, it’s ok.” you said cupping his face so he would look at you. “I promise I won’t hurt you again.” he said sticking out his pinky. You laughed at this gesture but returned your pinky. “And I promise I won’t get so jealous.” he said rubbing his neck. “No, I don’t want that.” you said smirking. “But if I hadn’t gotten jealous of Benny I wouldn’t have-” “If you hadn’t gotten jealous we wouldn’t have had great sex last night.” you finished for him smirking. His face flushed a deep red and he forced out a laugh. “Y/N, you have me wrapped around your finger.” he said giving into you. You laughed. “If you only knew the power you had over me Usnavi.” you sighed leaning into him, appreciating his presence.
how do you expect an encounter between evak and julian ??hahahahaha please write it please please, or julian watching from afar to isak. i trust you with all my heart and mind and soul and everything <3
hahahah this made me laugh out loud!!
I just imagine isak at the lunch table alone on his phone, waiting for the other boys or whatever on his phone and then all the sudden, a hand on his shoulder. He looks up, expecting Even, but is met with bright green eyes.
“Hi, Isak.” Julian says shyly and Isak returns the greeting, glancing at his phone for texts from Even. “How are you?” And Isak will look again and be like, “I’m fine yeah… history is kicking my ass, how about you?” and they will go on for a few minutes, every now and then Isak glancing down at his phone and Julian will lean in a bit to try and recapture attention. But then they will get on a tangent about Call of Duty or video games or something and Isak will get really into the conversation and start gesturing with his hands and not really noticing the wide, lovestruck grin on Julian’s face.
But Even does, as he plops right on down next to Isak, “Halla.” He says, friendly enough to Julian, but with a bit of a glint in his eye. And Julian’s grin will dim a bit and Even will suddenly feel a bit like an asshole (but that doesn’t stop him from kissing Isak on the cheek in greeting.) So Even will try and engage Julian in a few seconds on conversation, eyebrows raising up at the quick glances Julian will keep stealing of Isak as he’s answering.
Finally it’s a bit much, so Even will sling an arm around Isak and stare his laser bean stare into Julian. And Julian will get the hint, wilting a bit, but smiling ruefully (bc fuck that dude and his friendly charisma and the fact he gets Isak.) “I’ll see you guys later.” So he gets up and heads out the cafeteria and sighs. Better luck next time, maybe?
One of my favorite rednecks (Trump to the core but also VERY supportive of him LBQTG daughter) brought up how a woman in Texas built a studio and was charging 85$ an hour to cuddle people.
Of course I know of this because I don’t live in the Stone Age and I have iterwebz. So we have a discussion. This guy is fucking funny and sometimes we can get on a comedy gold groove. Tonight was one of those.
Basically I requested to turn my studio into a cuddle palace and get $85 an hour to cuddle. He suggested the loft of the other side, I agreed. Than he turned and told someone else, to which I explained I WOULD PAY $85 AN HOUR for some cuddling (laser eyes stare at C). I get nothing of course.
Seriously though, I would. I just want to have me back rubbed with a nice hug that isn’t awkward and doesn’t lead to sex. Not that I would mind that because nothing leads to sex anymore either. I love my life but I really need some intimacy.
Of course I blame myself. I think people that don’t blame themselves are delusional fools. You didn’t see it soon enough or you did and you ignored it. You are to blame. My mind is a victim shaming son of a bitch, no lie.
Authors Note: SURPRISE!!!! I was supposed to work on a Herc x Reader but I just could not put this on the back burner so I just churned this out! Lucky you, two fics in one day!!! This is actually complete fluff after about half way through. I’m surprised I could write this without putting any angst in it. hope you enjoy!! MESSAGE ME YOUR FEEDBACK, REQUESTS, ANYTHING YOU WANT. I LOVE YOU GUYS SOOOO MUCHHHHH!
Request: Lilacs part2!!!!!!! Loved part 1!! Great job!!
Today was the day. You were getting married. Truthfully, you didn’t know if you were ready, it all felt rushed. Your mother adjusted your veil in the mirror and gave you a smile. You did your best to return a half smile. Your maid of honor came in with a small white envelope in her hands. “Here, your lover wanted me to give this to you.” She said handing the envelope to you. It was all white but your name written in black ink. “We’ll give you some time.” your mother said ushering out the other girls from your room. You opened it and ready every line carefully. You were on the verge of tears, and tried hard not to cry because of your makeup. You looked up at yourself in the mirror. It was at this time, you knew you had made the right decision. From this point to the ceremony was a blur. Before you knew it you were walking down the aisle next to your father. You walked up, and looked at your to-be-husband for the first time in 24 hours. He looked extremely dashing. Getting lost in his eyes, all of your nervousness melted away. The pastor began the vows.
“Do you Y/N take Lin Manuel Miranda to be your lawfully wedded husband?”
You looked down at your bouquet of purple lilacs and looked up to meet Lin’s eyes.
Lin’s note to Y/N
I always knew your favorite flowers were lilacs, but I never took it upon myself to ask why. Lilacs are the flowers of first love. That is what you are. My first love. My last love. My only love. Not everybody is lucky that their first love is their last, or their first love is their only but I was. I do not know what I did to deserve you, but I promise to remember how lucky I am to have you. You, Y/N, are my lilac.
One month later….
After marriage and the honeymoon phase, everything settled back to normal. Lin worked hard every day, and you began to work overtime to get the promotion you had been dreaming of. Both of you were workaholics, and were practically married to your work now rather than each other. One day you were in depth typing away a new article when Lin slammed his hands on the table. “That’s it, that’s enough. We never spend time together anymore.” he whined, pouting his lip at you causing you to laugh. “Well, you’re always working.” you said refocusing on your laptop. “Well, so are you.” He said pointing at your laptop. You sighed before closing it, putting your hands up in surrender. “What do you want to do?” you asked him, still sitting on the couch. “Gardening?” Lin suggested. You couldn’t help but burst into a fit of laughter. “You do realize we live in New York City right? The last time I saw dirt was probably online” you said still laughing and snorting occasionally. Lin grumpily sat back down in his chair putting on his headphones in defeat. The next day you came home at your usual time. “Lin?” you called into your empty apartment. ‘Huh?’ you thought. Lin was usually home before you. You settled your bag on the table and began to raid through the pantry for a snack when the door to your apartment swung open. There was Lin with an indoor garden. “Oh my god. You actually did it.” you said slightly amused watching your husband drag in the indoor garden, slightly struggling. “Well don’t just stand there, help me.” he said getting frustrated. You groaned and made your way over to him. “Didn’t you say you would never forget how lucky you are to have me? And now you’re making me do manual labor?” you gasped joking with him. “God you were so much more tolerable when we were dating.” He joked back. You two both got the garden set up by a window when he walked over to a plastic bag. “I also bought the first thing we should plant.” he said pulling out a pack of seeds for lilacs. You two had surprisingly bonded a lot though the indoor garden. You made time to water the plants and eagerly await for them to grow. One Saturday morning you woke up to an empty bed. You walked outside of your bedroom to see Lin staring lasers into the plants. “I don’t think they’ll grow any faster if you stare at them.” you said catching Lin’s attention. He laughed softly. “Worth a shot.” he said heading to the kitchen to fetch the watering cans. He filled both of them, and returned to the indoor garden handing you a can. “I think you’re watering it too much.” you said observing him. “No, I’m doing what the instructions said.” he replied still not moving his eyes from the unsprouted lilacs. This was when a funny idea popped into your head. You raised your watering can on top of Lin and poured some water on him. He slowly turned to you, you began to giggle uncontrollably. “Oh you’re on!” he said pouring water over you as well. Both of you acted like you were kids, pouring water over each other. The fight quickly ended when the cans ran out of water. Both of you were drenched and your white sleep shirt stuck to your body, Lin definitely noticed. His eyes roamed up and down your body. “Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” you taunted moving closer to Lin and pretending to pose. “I think I have some better ideas than a picture.” Lin replied pulling you closer by your waist, his eyes never leaving your body.
You had got home early to surprise Lin, and boy was it a surprise. You got nervous just thinking about telling him. You, however, weren’t given much time to think as Lin walked in the door. “Y/N? You’re home early.” he said giving you a peck on your temple. “I bought some new seeds for the indoor garden.” you said handing him a packet of white lilacs. “More lilacs? We already planted a whole bunch of them.” he replied looking at the packet of seeds. “Yeah, but they’re white. They mean young innocence, and I thought we should add them to our plant family if we’re adding to our real family.” you said slowly looking up at him. “Are- are you…” Lin stuttered catching on to what you said “Pregnant?” he finally finished, you nodded slowly smiling at him. He swooped down and twirled you around the living room. “I’m gonna be a dad!” Lin exclaimed still holding you up. “I’m so glad you’re happy.” you said when he put you down. “I’m so glad you’re mine.” he replied, putting a hand on your stomach.
Hinata burst into the gym, slamming the doors open, and making everyone on the Karasuno team jump in surprise. Nishinoya yelped, leaping right into Tanaka’s arms. Asahi nearly fainted, and Daichi and Suga had to catch him under the armpits.
Hinata looked around wildly, his eyes blazing with fear. “Hide,” he whispered. “I’ve gotta hide.”
Suga left Daichi to deal with Asahi and he hurried over to Hinata, taking his arm gently. “Hinata,” he said, concern flashing across his face. “Hinata, what’s wrong?”
Hinata’s eyes snapped up to stare into Suga’s, and he opened his mouth to answer, but before he could even speak, they heard it. The gym shook, the school trembled, and the hearts of men grew faint and quivered in fear.
“H I N A T A A A A A - B O G E E E E E!!!!!”
Suga looked down in horror at Hinata. “What did you do?” His voice was a terrified whisper.
“Too late,” Hinata hissed. “Gotta hide.”
He dove behind a cart of volleyballs just as Kageyama stormed into the gym, a dark and oppressive cloud of hatred and anger boiling around him. He seethed, pure wrath rolling off him in waves.
“Where is he?” Kageyama thundered, his voice a rampant growl.
Suga stepped in front of the volleyball cart. “Now, now, Kageyama, I’m sure whatever Hinata did doesn’t warrant all of this…”
“Achoo! Oh shit…”
Suga froze. Hinata. His eyes flicked from Kageyama to the ball cart. Kageyama glared through him, staring lasers at the ball cart. Suga figured he had a few more moments to try to talk Kageyama down.
Kageyama grunted like a wild animal, and lowered his head. The kid was gonna fucking charge.
Suga stepped aside, bowing. “Yeah, whatever, he’s all yours.”
Kageyama bowled into the ball cart, sending Hinata flying and volleyballs spilling everywhere. Daichi roared at them to stop making a mess, but he was still busy with Asahi, and Tanaka and Noya were no help, as they cheered and whooped along with Hinata and Kageyama as they rolled and tustled to the ground.
“Apologize,” Kageyama snarled at Hinata. “Say it!”
Hinata struggled against Kageyama’s larger body weight, scrambling to get a hold on him. “Never,” he hissed.
Kageyama roared and picked Hinata up, sending him tumbling into Noya and Tanaka. He straightened, marching out of the gym with his arms held stiffly at his side. “I’m breaking up with you, dumbass,” he shouted.
“No you’re not!” Hinata cried back, untangling himself from Nishinoya. “You thought it was funny! You know you did! You’re just mad I thought of it first!”
Kageyama stomped out of the gym, and Hinata raced after, jumping all around him, squawking and hollering at him to stop pretending they were broken up.
Suga helped Tanaka to his feet, and everyone stared at the gym door, hardly believing what they’d just seen.
“Did anyone know they were dating?” Nishinoya asked, but Suga shushed him as Tsukishima and Yamaguchi entered the gym, shaking their heads and laughing bitterly.
“Tsukishima,” Suga called. “Why are Kageyama and Hinata fighting?”
Tsukishima rolled his eyes, and Yamaguchi tried not to laugh. “Hinata and Kageyama were eating lunch with us,” Yamaguchi explained as Tsukishima set his bag down. “We were outside, and Hinata turned to Kageyama and put his hand…on Kageyama’s crotch.”
Tanaka frowned. “What’s wrong with that? Noya and I do that all the time! We’re bros!”
“You two, shut up and stop being gay for a second,” Suga scolded. He turned back to Yamaguchi. “Was that it? They said they’re dating, did Hinata do something Kageyama didn’t consent to?”
Yamaguchi glanced at Tsukishima, and the two of them tried not to burst out laughing again. “No,” Yamaguchi said. “That wasn’t it.”
“Well?” Suga demanded.
“When Hinata touched Kageyama on his crotch, he got this really serious look on his face, and Tsukki and I thought it was gonna get, well, really gay right in front of us. But Hinata just stared at Kageyama for a second before he, like, squeezed Kageyama’s…um, crotch, and said…” He took a deep breath.
“Kageyama, ball is life.”
Tanaka and Nishinoya dropped their hands from each other, screaming. Suga back away, horrified, his face pale. Asahi, who’d just woken up, fainted again. Daichi wept, tears streaming down his face. The second years, led by Ennoshita, tried to round up Tanaka and Nishinoya, who’d begun sprinting around the gym, hollering and crying.
Practice was cancelled that day, and neither Kageyama nor Hinata were allowed back in the gym until both of them agreed never to make sports related puns about their relationship ever again.
So we always talk about Harry’s heart eyes: the laser frog stare, the Louis-should-probably-get-a-restraining-order look, the twinkling-eyes-floating-cartoon-hearts gaze, etc, etc. But we don’t talk about Louis’ fond nearly as much. That boy has a HARRY FACE and it’s severely under appreciated!!!! When Louis pulls the heart eyes the entire world just stops. He tries to act all cool and tough but all bets are off when Harry is around. His demeanor changes, the walls come down, and he gets the happiest, softest, trusting, head-over-heels-in-love little pixie expression on his face. I like to call this phenomenon “The Harry Effect.” This is a post about the 8th Wonder of the World: soft giggly happy fond Louis.
My aesthetic: isak blossoming into the drama queen we all knew he was deep down inside. Can you imagine how sassy he is with even?? I'M SO PROUD
Anon: omg poor even having to deal with diva isak 24/7 and just getting sassed and roasted all the time. he loves it though
THAT LOOK THOUGH. the little shake of the head and unblinking eyes and Isak just… being so sassy ton Even with levels him with his laser beam stare and it’s a battle of the wills. It’s constant sass between the two of them and you cannot tell me otherwise.
And Isak may be louder of the two of them, but every now and then Even will get out this just, perfectly timed out sassy comment and Isak will just pause and cede the battle to Even, because damn him.
wow it’s been literal months but i finally have more blind!dean au for you guys. here’s part onetwo and three, thanks for reading and stuff!!!~~~~
They ended up in a park somehow. Castiel didn’t even know how long they had been walking for, all he knew was that he didn’t want this to end. He was more intrigued by Dean than ever.
“So what’s your story, Cas?” Dean asked, his cane moving back and forth in front of him. The question startled Castiel, because, well… What was his story?
“There’s not much to tell, really.” Cas shrugged. “I make coffee for people, mostly.” And wow, how upsetting was that?
“Nah,” Dean shook his head, that damn smirk on his face again. He couldn’t seem to contain it, and Castiel didn’t dare hope that it was because of him. “There’s definitely more to you than meets the eye.” And he waggled his eyebrows when he said that, forcing a small choke of laughter from Castiel. Dean just smiled bigger. It reminded Castiel of the sun, so bright and warm, enveloping him completely.
The matchstick fort was just as Negan had remembered, except of course for the frost that glazed the blades of grass and topped the wooden beams to remind everyone that winter would soon be here. He drove right up to the gate and climbed out of the car, leaning one hand on the door frame while the two guards trained their rifles in readiness. He’d never spoken to either of these women but he could see the recognition slowly sinking into their eyes as their lips spread into easy smiles.
“Ladies,” he nodded with a panty dropping grin, or at least that’s what he liked to think, when he turned up the charm, not that is charm had been working too well in these parts the last time he was here.
Without another word the women scrambled from their post and the gates began to creak open wide enough for him to drive inside the walls. The planters weren’t as green as they had been but it was still just as beautiful and it still had the same feeling of magic whistling between the long rows of washing lines.
Spock and Uhura - “trying to avoid the appearance of favoritism.”
Farragut? she thought. She’d heard right, but that didn’t make it right. Straining to see over the heads of her fellow cadets, she finally found who she was looking for and broke from the crowd. Noting the look in her eyes, more than one person hurried to get out of her way. Spock was conferring with several other officers and did not notice her approach. She waited impatiently for the conference to finish. Waited, in fact, exactly one minute. No doubt the Vulcan would have appreciated the precision, but Uhura had no intention of alluding to it. “Commander—a word? If you can spare me some time?“
Their eyes met and he favored his fellow officers with a slight nod. “Gentlemen, if you’ll excuse me for a moment.” Commander and cadet moved off to one side. Spock’s stance was wholly professional. “Yes, Lieutenant?” Her tone was even and controlled, but there was fire in her eyes. “Was I not one of your top students?” “Indeed you were,” he replied without hesitation. “Did I not receive a gold rating for xenolinguistic skills in all categories, from constructive verbalizations to click, whistle, and atmospheric manipulations of all kinds, giving the Academy first place over Kyoto and MIT at the Oxford Linguistics Invitational?” “An exceptional achievement, to be su—” Heedless of his superior rank, she interrupted him without so much as a raised hand. “And did I not, on multiple occasions, make it clear that my dream and the reason behind four years of hard work was to serve on the Enterprise?” “Vociferously and repeatedly, perhaps even to the point of obsession,” he admitted. “Your ability to communicate in that regard was the equal of any of your classroom efforts.”
Uhura took a step forward. Anyone other than Spock might have found the movement threatening. “And yet I was assigned to the Farragut?”
Time hung suspended between them. Viewing the confrontation from afar, a neutral observer might reasonably have expected the Vulcan commander to upbraid the aggressive cadet, not only for her increasingly aggressive tone but for perceptibly intruding on a superior officer’s personal space. The actual consequences were rather different. Spock looked away. It was impossible to tell if he did so to avoid the cadet’s laser-like stare—or to see if anyone was watching. His voice also changed, its tenor becoming a touch less professional, a tad less…Vulcan.His reply clearly indicated concern for the agitated young woman standing before him. Concern—and possibly, just possibly, something more. One couldn’t tell from the actual words he spoke, of course. “I was simply,” he murmured low enough so that no one else could possibly overhear, “trying to avoid the appearance of favoritism.”
She advanced another step, which put her not quite inside his uniform, but close. “Uh-huh.” Fiery eyes dropped to the readout sheet he was holding. The gap remaining between them was barely wide enough for him to hold the thin sheet of radiant plastic without crumpling. “A simple entry mistake by Personnel. Happens all the time. Anyone would understand. I’m on the Enterprise.”
Their eyes held for a long moment. Without further comment he let his gaze drop to his readout. One finger moved against the touch-sensitive material. “Yes, I believe you are.” A thin smile crossed her face as she nodded, pivoted smartly on one heel, and stalked off to see to the transfer of her personal effects. Commander Spock watched her go, his gaze following her for longer than was necessary before returning to the essential work at hand.
“So let me get this straight,” Even said, crunching on a bit of left over bacon and propped his hip up against the kitchen counter. “You watched Romeo and Juliet without me.”
Isak scoffed and brushed a stray crumb from the corner of Even’s mouth, “It was before we even really knew each other. How was I supposed to know that when you said you liked Baz Luhrmann, you meant you were a freak about him.”
Even’s eyebrows rose up a tad, “When did I say I liked Baz Luhrmann?”
Isak paused, “Uh- You mentioned it when we…”
He stopped and winced.
Even scooted forward until he was well within the realm of Isak’s personal space. Bacon breath and all, Isak fought the urge to tilt his chin up just a bit, just enough for Even to get the hint that he wanted to be kissed.
Even inched forward and brushed his nose against Isak’s own. It was their personal brand of affection- one that they both loved dearly despite the teasing it garnered from their friends. “You were saying? When did I mention this?”
Damn him. He knew how difficult it was for Isak to focus on anything when he was this close. Even more difficult when Even’s fucking laser-beam stare bore into his very soul. Isak sighed, “So, I may have googled you. A bit. A harmless round of googling. And I found a video of you and your friend talking about movies.”
Even leaned back, laughing all the way. “You watched Romeo and Juliet because I said I liked Baz Luhrmann!”
“Fuck you,” Isak said, grinning. “I couldn’t help it, alright?”
Even sobered even as his lips still twitched at the corners. “I love that you were obsessed with me.”
Isak groaned, leaning forward and capturing Even’s lips in a quick peck. “Maybe. But at least I didn’t teleport over to your house when I threatened to stop talking to you.”
Even slipped his arms around Isak’s waist with a mock-sigh. “Hmm. Well, since you’ve already watched Romeo and Juliet- how about we watch Moulin Rouge.”
“Or-” Isak murmured, darting up to kiss the corner of the older boy’s mouth, “We could watch something where the main character’s don’t die and live happily ever after.”
Even took in a breath to respond. Isak anticipated the whole spiel, no, it’s not a true epic love story unless they die, Isak. But instead he seemed to consider Isak standing in front of him in his arms, “Yeah, okay. Happy ever after sounds nice.”