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RJJFHHH I LOVE THIS TROPE <333
hi!!! im new on here and ive been binge reading all of ur stuff 😭 im not sure if this is where you send reqs but if it is in begging for an older brother’s best friend trope w katsuki 🙏 i absolutely adore this trope and i js imagine katsuki pretending to be so annoying w picking you up or ‘babysitting you’ for his friend bur he secretly rlly likes it. thank u sm! <3
OMG HELLLOOO!! THANK YOU FOR BINGE READING MY STUFF!! this is where u send requests and I’m totally inlove with this idea you just opened my eyes. 2 POSTS IN 1 DAYYY?? I’m spoiling all 50 of my followers 🙏
Off-limits, Right? — katsuki bakugo
IN WHICH…katsuki was your older brothers bestfriend, you hated him, he hated you, I mean why else would he constantly tease you? so yeah, you guys hated eachother. right…?
Pairing; Katsuki bakugo x Afab!reader
Content contains; fem!reader, SUGGESTIVE! mdni, swearing, corny scenarios, katsuki uses ‘princess’ in a mocking way, reader is 19, katsuki is 21, and brother is 22, swearing.
Word count; smth over 1k
A/N; this was a wonderful request I’m sorry I couldn’t do it justice !! 😩 I hope ur happy with the result nonetheless!! <3
he was insufferable, he just couldn’t leave you alone. everytime he comes over to hang out with your brother, you avoid him and stay in your room at pretty much all costs; yet he always finds a way to still get under your nerves.
the stupid calls behind the door as they make their way to your brothers room,
“aww princess, you don’t miss me?” he yells behind the door, you can hear the cocky bastards smirk. you groan and just ignore him as he laughs with your brother. stupid boys.
it doesn’t stop there though, if you ever decide to come out of your room you better prayyyy hes not down there because he’s teasing you to absolutely no end.
“oh the beast has awoken I see?” he smirks and rests his elbows on the kitchen island, eyeing you up and down like you were a piece of meat. you roll your eyes and continue to open your fridge and get a drink.
“would you just shut up for once katsuki?” you bite back and he lets out an airy mocking laugh, putting his hands up in fake defense.
“easy there, just playin around sleeping beauty.” that stupid smirk never leaving his lips, you groan and grab your drink before descending up the stairs back to your room.
and you see, it would be a lot easier to avoid katsuki if him and your brother weren’t constantly in eachothers back pocket. It was frustrating, all you wanted was for him to leave you alone!
and then the worst possible thing happened.
“yoo, y/n.” your brothers voice speaks, tapping you on the shoulder, you tilt your head to look over your shoulder and hum a response. “okay don’t kill me but..memomanddadaregoingtoabarandkatsukihastobabysityou.” you stare at him blankly.
“okay what the actual fuck did you just say to me.” he takes in a deep breath and repeats himself slower. “me mom and dad are going to a bar and katsuki has to babysit you.” he has an anxious scrunch plastered on his face, prepared for you to blow up.
“what the HELL?” you slam the book you were reading closed, the sound echoed through the house. “I don’t need a fucking babysitter! I’m 19!” he sighs and attempts to calm you down.
“I know, i know, I agree! I tried to tell mom and dad that but I guess they just didn’t trust you…” you scoff at this and slouch in your seat with another loud groan rumbling past your lips.
“so they decide to have fucking katsuki babysit me? you know how much I hate him.” you glare up at him and he sighs for you.
“yeah I know..look it’s only for one night! I’m sure you’ll survive right?” you scoff at him and slam yourself up from the couch and reach your room, spending the rest of your time there before katsuki shows up.
‘ding dong’ you hear the doorbell and immediately plant your face in your pillow, mentally preparing for the night you’re about to have. you can hear him buttering up your parents, talking about how their ‘precious daughter’ is in wonderful hands. what a fucking joke. the minute everybody left, he sighs before yelling up the stairs.
“you gonna sit up in your room the whole time?” you can hear the cockiness dripping in his tone even through a whole staircase and your door. you sigh, bouncing off your bed and opening your door walking down the stairs with the least pleasant expression on your face.
“ah there’s the princess, wipe that look off your face. I’m not any happier about this.” you scoff and continue your walking down the stairs, reaching him at the bottom and glaring into his eyes. “yeah right.” you remark sarcastically and push past his shoulder and walk back to your spot on the couch. he sighs to himself and grouchily walks over to sit next to you, creating a respective distance.
“the tv remotes right here,” you toss it at him and he catches with no problems, gosh fucking loser has to be good at everything. “put whatever you want on, I don’t care.” you dismiss him and open your book again, deciding that’s the best way to drown him out.
“oh so the princess isn’t always cold hearted?” he bit his lip partially with a slight smirk, you couldn’t help but shy away from his gaze back onto your book and stutter out a ‘yeah whatever..’ he put on some creepy ass movie, you weren’t even watching it but the noises and jumpscares were kind of getting to you, you put the book down for one second and then got invested into the movie, katsuki took notice of this but decided to not say anything to scare you off just yet.
a certain jumpscare got to you, and you flinched with a high pitched ‘eek!’ he only laughed at you and looked at you with a faux mocking pout.
“aww princess you scared?” his pout turned into a smirk, and he licked his lips slightly. “s-shut up katsuki.” you roll your eyes and attempt to play it off before he just has to open his mouth again.
“cmon you want me to hold you so the monsters won’t get you?” he opens his arms and laughs when you immediately protest. “ew, katsuki! quit!” he nonetheless throws your ‘stupid’ book across the room and before you even have time to think he’s grabbing you by the shoulders and planting you on his lap.
“katsuki— eugh— let me go!” you whine trying to wiggle out of his grasp, he sighs before speaking, “keep movin like that on me and you’re definitely not going.” you gasp at his comment and hit him on the arm.
“gross katsuki!” he just laughs and you eventually accept your fate on his lap, trying to avoid the fact you’re on your older brothers bestfriends lap. You continue on with the movie, eventually relaxing into katsukis hold when another jumpscare causes you to jump in his hold, he mocks you with a laugh and suddenly his mouth is very close to your ear, you can feel his hot breath trickling down your neck and it causes you to stiffen. “you scared, princess?” he whispers deeply into your ear, you try to shake off the flustered feeling and shake your head no.
“are you sure? maybe this will help take your mind off things.” and before you can even think to protest, your being spinned around on his lap, face to face with him. your legs were straddling either side of his now and he rests his hand on your lower back, pushing you closer to him.
“katsuki— mm!” you were cut off to him pressing a kiss to your lips, even though your mind was telling you ‘no, no, back away!’ your body seemed to have a different idea, leaning into his touch and kissing right back causing his signature smirk to envelop his face, smiling into the kiss.
it turned into a heated makeout session, your hands resting on his neck, one of his hands rubbing down your back and the other behind your neck, pulling you impossibly closer. the only thing that could be heard was the movie you had both long forgotten about and the smacks of your lips colliding.
“you don’t know—“ he breathes out before planting another kiss to you, “—how long I’ve wanted this.” you continue your assault to his lips and only pull away for a short response back. “yeah?” he hums an agreement into the kiss, at this point you’re practically grinding on eachother, your brows furrowing and mouth parting slightly, and suddenly it all hits you.
you pull away abruptly, his lips chasing yours before a look of confusion wipes over his face. “we shouldn’t be doing this.” you speak and nervously tuck your hair behind your ears. “well it’s a little late for that princess…” you groan and bury your head in your hands, what were you thinking?
“I mean we don’t really have to stop now—“ you shush him quickly, he rolls his eyes but listens nonetheless, as if on que you can here the doorknob jiggle, you spring off his lap and back onto your designated place on the couch, katsuki grabs a pillow to cover his crotch which you gave him a disgusted look for, as if you werent practically leaking through your panties right now.
they walk through the door, everybody greeting their hellos before your mother speaks up at the sight, “aw look at you two! finally getting along I see?” you grumble at her words but katsuki speaks up with a sly grin, “you could say that.” she gushes over this fact, katsuki was always her favorite friend of your brothers. only you and him knew the true meaning behind his words, eventually everybody gets ready to part their goodbyes, and you’re about to ascend up the stairs again before katsuki calls your name.
you spin around to face him, and stride over he unexpectedly hugs you, which your mother ‘awe’s’ at, little did she know he just whispered ‘call me.’ in your ear, leaving you a flustered mess, you say your quick goodbye and rush up to your room.
what we’re you gonna do.
a/n; if this does well I’ll do part 2 but prolly not
story idea ll:
nsfw ish cos perv san
so like san and reader’s brother (preferably wooyoung) are like bestfriends and they sorta met in university a wooyoung and reader are 4 years apart.
when san enters wooyoung’s house for the first time, he sorta sees reader in his/her school uniform just on his/her phone on the couch and he like thinks shes cute and hot (idk but she’s not underage). but wooyoung says he/she is off limits but lets be honest, san doesnt give a fuck.
so san starts coming more often just to see reader and eventually like one day he accidentally sees his/her laundry and sees his/her undergarment (idk how), and he steals it. slowly he keeps stealing little things from reader.
one day he goes over to reader/wooyoung’s house but doesn’t see wooyoung. he hears water running and goes to check it out thinking its wooyoung, but instead sees reader showering. he sees his/her full body on display with water running down and his pants feel tight.
he takes out his phone to secretly take pics of reader and runs to wooyoung’s room to jerk off.
im a sucker for brother’s best friend and perv san.
New Chapter
LITTLE WOLF PART 8
“Go out with me?”
“Gladly.”
“Why don’t we lay down?” He smiles. “My mom tells all the moms to sleep when the baby sleeps.” We lay on his bed, and he smiles down at me. “I wouldn’t mind doing this for real with you one day.”
I scoot closer. “I’d like that too. We’d be the coolest parents ever.”
“Easily.” He sighs. “What are we going to tell your brother?”
“We tell him the truth.” I shrug. “But, we tell my dad first, and then have my dad there when we tell Sti so that there is a muzzle.”
“And your dad will be okay with it?”
“Yeah. It took me two hours to get it into his head that I never slept with Jackson, or anyone else, and in the end, all he said was, ‘What about Scott?’ So, he will be very happy.”
“We could take him to lunch tomorrow,” Scott suggests. “And my mom. Two birds, one stone.”
“Plus, they can meet their granddaughter.”
“What does maleńka mean?” He asks. “It’s Polish, right?”
“It means little one, it’s what my mom used to call me.” I take his hand. “What about you? Mijita? Gordito?”
“Just passing down a family tradition. My mom always called me mijo or peque.
“Did you really call Isaac and Allison’s son a little fat boy?” I tease.
“What?!” he laughs, “What are you calling your nephew?”
“Żabko…” I mutter. “It means froggie in Polish.”
“Okay so we have Froggie, little fat boy, what about the girls?”
“Myszka, or mouse.”
“I called her Bicho, but apparently is not as cute to English speakers,” He scoffs. “What about Misiu?”
“Oh no, that’s a secret.”
“C’mon! Please, Kat?”
“Nope!”
“Maravillosa, princesa mio, cielito, amor de mi vida…” He begs. “Please!”
“Teddy bear!” I giggle. “It means teddy bear.”
“Oh,” he laughs. “That’s really cute.”
“It’s better than the other terms of endearment they use. One of them directly translates to ‘old fart’ which is what my mom called my dad.” I look at Aylin. “If we were to really have kids, boy or girl, what would you name them?”
“Hm,” he thinks for a moment. “Nicholas and Alexander are cute boy names, and they have plenty of nicknames. I am partial to Aylin now, but Kalina, Anja, and Letizia are my favorite girl names. What about you?”
I shrug. “Never really thought about names beyond Claudia.”
“Why don’t you get your pajamas on, I’ll go get water, and some food.” He kisses my nose before leaving the room.
I change into my pajamas, which are just a pair of gym shorts, and a t-shirt I stole from one of the boys. I braid my hair and take out my earrings.
“Is that one of mine?” I hear Scott enter the room.
I examine the shirt, an old lacrosse shirt with Scott’s number and McCall on the front. “It is, and an old one too.” I sit next to him on the bed. “Did you see how Isaac looked at Allison when she was holding Camden?”
“You bet I did!” Scott smirks. “It was the closest thing to heart eyes I’ve ever seen. But Allison made the same face when you handed Aylin to Isaac. Although nothing will beat the shock on Stiles’ face when he saw us on the couch. I was taking a video of Aylin when he walked in. Do you want to see it?”
I roll my eyes. “I’m good for now.” I yawn. “She’ll need to eat in like an hour.”
Scott pulls me in close. “I can handle it, mariposita.” He grabs the covers and tucks us in. “Sleep.”
I snuggle in closer. “G’night misiu.”
He starts to sing.
Unforgettable Lyrics
I woke up to Aylin crying. I sit up and see Scott already looking for the bottle. “Diaper bag. Mini backpack.” I grunt, picking up Aylin.
“Found it.” He hands me the bottle, sits against the headboard, pulls me into him, and sighs. “I could’ve done it. You didn’t have to get up.”
“I know. I just ended up waking up.” I rest my head against him. “I am so glad tomorrow is Saturday. If we had to go to school the day after getting our baby I think I’d sleep through every single class.”
“Me too. We are definitely napping tomorrow, right?”
I nod. “I won't survive without one.” I sit up, burping Aylin. “I wonder how the others are doing?”
Scott laughs. “I put your phone on do not disturb, but I didn’t do that to mine, so I’ve been reading the group chat, and they are not doing great.”
I cradle Aylin and shift to put her in the bassinet, “Sucks for them I guess.” As I lay her down, she wails, so I tuck her in my arms. “She’s not going to let me put her in the bassinet. That’s great.”
Scott pulls me against him, before kissing my cheek. “We can stay like this. That’ll be easier.” I nod and close my eyes.
LITTLE WOLF PART 7
“WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!” I open my eyes to see my brother and Lydia in the hallway.
“I was napping, until I was so rudely awakened.” I groan, sitting up. “We all were actually.”
“IN HIS LAP?”
I roll my eyes. “Shut up Meechie.” I take the wailing Oliver from him. “I’m assuming he’s been fed, burped, changed, and rocked?” Lydia and Stiles nod. “Poor baby.” I coo “Let’s get you snuggled up, and a lullaby.” I look at my brother. “Swaddle wrap?” Lydia hands me the wrap. “I know, I know Ollie. It’s okay! Auntie Kat is here, and we’re gonna wrap you up snugger than a bug in a rug.” I snap the final snap on the swaddle and Ollie immediately calms down. “That’s better, huh?” I hand him back to Stiles. “He should fall asleep on the drive home now. And if that doesn’t work, you could always try a lullaby with his head against your chest.”
“Are you kicking us out now?”
I nod. “Scott and I have our own baby to take care of.” I walk them to the door. “Call me if you can’t get him down.”
Once they’re gone, Scott stands. “You are beautiful.” He kisses my nose. “I fed her while you were napping. I’m gonna go set stuff up in my room. Let me know if you need something.”
I take Aylin and head to the kitchen. “You really are the perfect baby.” I dance around the kitchen, humming, and laughing at the baby talk.
“Scott? Kat?” Allison calls.
“Hey, Alli.” Scott smiles, taking Camden. “You fed him and changed him and everything?” I join them in the living room. “Do you have another swaddle wrap, Cariña?” I hand Isaac Aylin and grab a swaddle for Scott. “Oye gordito… You’re just sleepy, huh? You just need to be snuggled up before bedtime, yeah?” I smile down at the scene before me, as Scott murmurs to the doll. “There we go!” He hands Camden back to Allison, “He should be out like a light after a drive, and if all else fails, sing a lullaby.” He takes Aylin from Isaac. “Call if you need anything else.”
I walk them to the door. “Have a nice rest of your night guys.” I walk back to Scott and sigh, taking Aylin. “I think it’s time for Maleńka to go to bed, how about you?”
“I think so.”
We walk to Scott’s room, and I smile at how he’s set everything up. “Look at this Maleńka! Your dad got everything all set up!” I look at Scott. “Thank you.” I start to sway, thinking of a lullaby when Scott starts singing.
I could find the whole meaning of life in those sad eyes They've seen things that you never quite say, but I hear Come out of hiding, I'm right here beside you And I'll stay there as long as you let me
Because you matter to me Simple and plain and not much to ask from somebody You matter to me I promise you do, you, you matter too I promise you do, you see? You matter to me
I smile, knowing right when to join in.
It's addictive the minute you let yourself think The things that I say just might matter to someone All of this time I've been keeping my mind on the running away And for the first time I think I'd consider the stay
Because you matter to me Simple and plain and not much to ask from somebody You matter to me I promise you do, you, you matter too I promise you do, you'll see You matter to me
I take a deep breath, before continuing on.
"Dear baby I hope someday Somebody wants to hold you for twenty minutes straight They don't pull away, they don't look at your face And they don't try to kiss you All they do is wrap you up in their arms and hold on tight Without an ounce of selfishness in it I hope you become addicted, baby I hope you become addicted to sayin' things Having them matter to someone"
Scott stands behind me, wraps me in his arms, and we sway as we finish the song. I look down and Aylin is sleeping soundly in my arms. I lay her in the bassinet and then go back to Scott.
“You and I make a damn good team McCall,” I look back at the bassinet. “Who would’ve guessed we’d be helping the others through this project?”
“Not our parents.” He rests his forehead against mine.
Little Wolf Part 6
AS A NOTE. I AM TRYING TO UPDATE CONSISTENTLY BUT PLEASE BE KIND
When we finally pull into Scott’s driveway my phone rings. IDIOT BROTHER
“What?”
“Can Lydia and I bring Ollie over? We can’t seem to get him to stop crying.”
“Bring a swaddle wrap. They’re in the top left drawer in the baby room. And, bring my fuzzy blanket. Also, tell Lydia that she can use anything in the baby room.”
“Got it.”
I hang up and look at Scott. “Meechie and Lydia need our help.”
“Is this what it’s going to be like when he actually has kids? If so, you’ll need to live with him.” Scott shakes his head. “We won’t ever be rid of him, will we.”
“It’s Meechie!” I laugh. “He won’t let us get rid of him.”
“You take Aylin inside and I’ll unpack the car. Then we can use Stiles to set everything up.” He kisses me. “You are amazing.”
I grab the diaper bag and my backpack and take Aylin inside. When I sit on the couch my phone rings again. ALLI THE ARCHER
“Hey, Alli!”
“We need help.”
I laugh. “Come on over to Scott’s, Stiles and Lydia are already on their way.”
“You are a lifesaver!”
“Who was that?”
“Allison. She and Isaac need help too.”
He sits next to me. “Can you imagine this for real? All of us having kids?”
I cuddle into him. “I don’t think all of us will. Allison doesn’t want to have kids, nor does Isaac, or Malia.” I look up at him. “What about you?”
“I’d love it. Having a crazy house full of kids.” He smiles down at me. “I always wanted siblings growing up, so I’d love to have like 3 or 4 kids.”
I hum into his chest. “I’ll have at least two seeing as I’m genetically predisposed to have twins.”
“You tired?” He takes Aylin from my arms.
“Parenting four babies is hard.” I whine, laying my head on his lap.
“I’ll help the others, you can go ahead and nap.” he runs his fingers through my hair. “No promises your brother won’t wake you though.”
“Thanks, Misiu.” I close my eyes.
Little Wolf Part 5
I retie the carrier and follow the others down the bleachers. When we reach the locker room doors Isaac and Scott are already out.
“How’d she do?” Scott leans over to peek at Aylin.
“Not a peep,” I smirk at the girls. “Unlike Lyssa.”
“What do you mean?”
“Lyssa just needed some Auntie Kat time and a lullaby.” I smile when I hear Aylin babbling against my chest. “Someone’s awake!”
“I can take her.” Scott holds Aylin as I taught him earlier, and smiles. “Hey, pretty girl! Did you have a good time with Mamma?” He pauses when he sees her shirt. “Really, Katya? Cute outfit, but we both know the looks come from my side of the family.”
“You’re only saying that ‘cause of Stiles.” I pout. “Which is not fair! We don’t know what happened with him!”
Scott smiles. “Whatever you say, Cariña.”
“Damn right Misiu.”
“Stiles!” Isaac shouts into the locker room. “Hurry up! Scott and Kat are being all mushy, and it’s getting annoying!”
My brother immediately runs out of the locker room. “Hey! Watch it! Both of you!” He stares at us, looking between the two of us. “You two seem awfully comfortable parenting together…”
“We’ve been parenting you for years, it’s hardly new.” I smile up at Scott. “Plus, I do all the work anyway! He just gets to stand there and look pretty.”
“That is not true!” Scott argues as we all walk to the parking lot.
“Who put in the car seat this afternoon?”
“You wouldn’t let me help!”
“GAH!” Isaac shouts. “Could you both please just shut up? I forgot how annoying you two are when you like each other.” Allison slaps his arm. “Ow!”
“You know what that was for, don’t even.”
As everyone piles into their cars, I look at Scott and hand him the keys before putting Aylin in her car seat, finally taking my seat in the back.
“I’m sorry about these past couple of weeks,” I state as soon as he starts driving. “I’ve had a lot on my mind, and I took it out on you, which isn’t fair.”
“Katya…” Scott sighs. “Listen, about that conversation we had. I’m sorry for how I responded, I was in shock, and it’s taken me up until today to figure out what to say…”
I shake my head. “Scott, you don’t have to.”
“No, no I do,” he parks on the side of the road. “Ekaterina, I have had a massive crush on you since the sixth grade, and that day on the porch, I wanted nothing more than to kiss you, and tell you everything I feel for you. And yet I didn’t, because I hesitated, I thought about what Stiles would say, and I hesitated.” He takes a breath. “I’ve been falling for you for ages Katya, and I want to be more than just your brother’s best friend.”
I jump over the seat and kiss him. When I pull away I smile. “You have never been just my brother’s best friend Scott.” I glance at Aylin. “Now let’s get our little one home.”
Little Wolf Part 4
When I get back to my house I grab all of the baby stuff and stuff it into the backseat of the jeep, I then take Aylin up to the room that used to be a nursery and start packing baby clothes in the diaper bag. Once her clothes are all packed, I grab an outfit that says ‘I got it from my Mama’ and lay Aylin down on the changing table. Once I’ve checked her diaper I put on the new outfit, and head back to my room. I grab all of my basics, and shove them in my duffle bag, toss in my makeup and jewelry, grab my toiletry bag, and finish packing the car. When I get to the school, I see Lydia struggling in the parking lot. I tie on the baby carrier, situate Aylin against my chest, grab the diaper bag, and head over to her car.
“Do you want some help, Lydia?”
She turns around. “I can’t get the carrier out of the base.” She sighs. “Clearly you are prepared for this.”
“There’s plenty of stuff for you, Alli, and Malia to use at my house.” I shoo her away from the car and lift the carrier out of the car. “There you go!”
She takes the carrier. “What did you guys name her?” Lydia asks as we walk toward the field.
“Aylin Claudia McCall.” I smile. “And my nephew?”
“Oliver Kai Stilinski.”
We sit next to Allison and Malia on the bleachers, I untie Aylin and show the girls her outfit. “Allison, Malia, meet Aylin Claudia McCall. Also, how pissed will Scott be about this outfit?”
“Oh, I think he’ll love it,” Allison smirks. “How come you get a cool name? Camden Argent-Lahey is so boring!”
“I think that’s cute Alli!” I smile, “Plus you hyphenated, which is cool.”
“Lyssa Evelyn Tate, named after the spirit of rage, and my mother.”
“That’s sweet Mal,” I hug her. “How has it gone for you guys so far?”
“Cam is not a fan of his father…” Allison laughs. “Every time Isaac holds him he starts to cry.”
“Oh no!” Lydia laughs. “Ollie has been decent, but I’ve had to change his diaper often.”
I grab a bottle out of the diaper bag and start to feed Aylin. “Maleńka has only cried once.” I look out on the field. “Once she was in Scott’s arms, there wasn’t a peep.”
“Lyssa has not stopped crying, this is the longest she’s been quiet.” Malia tilts her head. “Kat, why are you feeding her? She hasn’t started crying yet.”
“Babies need to eat every 2-3 hours, and it’s been 2.5 since she woke up. I’m trying to keep her from crying.” I smile at the girls. “Look,” I eye the field where Scott, Stiles, and Isaac are standing and staring. I start to burp Aylin as I wave at the boys. “Wait till Uncle Sti sees your outfit maleńka…” I coo, knowing Scott can hear every word. “I think he’ll like it, huh baby?” Once Aylin has burped I cradle her once again.
“Now you’re being mean Kitty.” Lydia scolds.
“Oh hush.” I scold. “If I really wanted to be mean, I would.” All of a sudden, Lyssa starts crying.
“What more do you want from me?” Malia whines. “I have just fed you, and changed your diaper, what else is there?”
“Here, you take Aylin, and I’ll take Lyssa.” I gently trade with her. “Oh laleczko,” I stand and start to sway. “You’re just tired, huh?” I think for a moment and then start to sing.
“There's a faraway land, so the stories all tell Somewhere beyond the horizon, If we can find it then all will be well. Troubles there are few, someday we'll go to Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew. They say breezes are warm there, And people are kind, Maybe it's something like heaven. I close my eyes and I see in my mind, Skies of bluest blue Solla Sollew I've had so much trouble finding my way there, When I get close, it disappears. If I can get there, I'm gonna stay there. If it takes us miles, If it takes us years. High on a mountain or lost on the sea, Sooner or later I'll find it. I have a picture of how it will be On the day I do. Troubles will be through But I'll be home with you. Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew.”
When I look down, Lyssa is fast asleep. “There,” I put her gently in Malia’s arms. “All she needed was a lullaby.”
“When did you learn to sing like that?” Lydia whispers when I sit next to her.
“I’ve always been able to.” I shrug.
“They’re done with practice, let’s meet them at the doors.” Allison stands.
Little Wolf Part 3
“YOUR TIME BEGINS…” Coach shouts, and I immediately cradle the baby in my arms. “NOW!!”
Lydia and Malia’s babies instantly start crying and Scott laughs. “Aylin is definitely the most well-behaved here.”
I roll my eyes. “Of course she is. She’s my daughter!”
As the bell rings Stiles tosses me the keys to the Jeep. “You can go pack up, and then meet us here after practice, yeah?”
I put on my backpack, and take the baby carrier from Scott. “Yeah, I’ll see you soon.”
As I walk out of class, Scott follows me. “I’ll help you get her in the car.”
“I can do it too, y’know.” I roll my eyes. “I’ve done it before.”
“When?”
“Remember when that couple died two years ago? My dad took their baby in for a couple of weeks, and I did most of the work. Car seats, strollers, changing, everything.” I smile softly. “So lucky for Aylin, because Mama has all of the things she’ll need.”
“Like what? I thought Coach gave us everything?” Scott asks, holding the door.
“Diaper bag, stroller, bassinet, baby carrier, swaddles, and more.” I unlock the jeep. “Though I might leave the swing and rocker for Lyds because Stiles is not the best with babies.” I hand Scott the car seat and climb in the car. “Okay, now she has to face the seat and be centered on the cushion.” Scott helps me maneuver the car seat, and then Aylin starts to cry. “I’ll do this part, you rock her.”
“And what if she keeps crying?” Scott panics, trying to get Aylin out of the car seat.
“Jesus Scott, then check her diaper, and if that doesn’t work, feed her!”
“How do I hold her?”
I laugh. “Okay, how about you work on the car seat, and I’ll show you how to hold her.” I lean over and unbuckle the car seat. “The most important thing to remember is to support her neck since she can’t hold her head up on her own.” I tuck her in my arms and coo. “And then you just cradle her, isn’t that right sweetheart? Yeah…” I look up at Scott. “Do you wanna hold her?”
“Sure…”
I carefully step out of the car and stand in front of Scott. “Ready?” He nods. I hold Aylin away from my chest. “Okay, so put your right hand behind her head and neck,” I adjust his position a little. “Left hand on her butt, and then cradle.”
“How do I cradle her?”
“Slide your right arm toward me, until her head is in the crook of your elbow,” I guide his movements. “And now just hold her.” I step back.
“Wow.” Scott chuckles. “She’s so small.” I turn back to the car seat and secure it properly before turning back to Scott, only for my heart to melt. “I think you and I would be lost without your mama, mijita. But I promise I’ll do my best, by both you and mama.”
“Car seat’s all set,” I whisper. “I’ll be back in 30 minutes.” I easily take Aylin from Scott’s arms and buckle her in. “See you soon.”
“Katya.” I look at Scott, surprised by the softness in his voice. “Thank you.”
I nod, and put the Jeep in gear, before whispering, “You’re lucky I like you, McCall!”
Little Wolf Part 2
“We all know something happened Kat. You’ll have to tell someone eventually.” Allison puts an arm around me. “And unlike your brother, I know how to keep a secret.”
“I told him.”
Allison looks at me in shock. “What did he say?”
I feel tears pool in my eyes. “That’s just it Alli, he didn’t say anything. He just said ‘Oh.’ and that was it.”
“Oh Kat…” She wraps me in a hug. “I’m so sorry. That’s terrible.”
Two more sets of arms join the hug. “Don’t get me wrong, I love group hugs, but why?” Malia whispers.
“Can I tell them, Kat?” Allison asks, and I nod. “She told Scott about how she felt, and all he said was ‘Oh.’ and now it’s weird.”
“Oh, Kitty…” Lydia sighs. “He doesn’t know what he’s missing, you are too good for him.”
“You’re too pretty to cry over him, Kat. Plus, if you really want a date, I’ll take you.” Malia kisses my forehead.
“We have to go to class.” I extricate myself from their arms. “Just don’t tell the boys, okay? I don’t want them to make him feel guilty, and I especially don’t want Stiles to go berserk on him.”
“Our lips are sealed.” Lydia takes my hand. “Now, let’s get to class, Coach is apparently in a mood today, so let’s not piss him off more than he already is.”
“Oh god.” Malia sighs. “This should be fun.”
Allison takes my other hand. “And today is robot doll day. We have them for two whole weeks.”
“I’m excited, believe it or not. I love taking care of kids, especially babies. It’s actually pretty easy.” I smile.
“So, if any of us struggle, call Kat!”
We walk into the classroom, and Coach grunts. “Partner list is on the back board. There will be no switching. You will be in your groups all day. Good luck.”
BABY PROJECT PARTNER LIST Lydia Martin, Stiles Stilinski Malia Tate, Garrett Vance Allison Argent, Isaac Lahey Jackson Whittemore, Peggy Carter Scott McCall, Ekaterina Stilinski Vernon Boyd, Danielle Larson Matt Donavan, Erica Reyes
“Just my luck.” I sit at the desk with my name on it.
“So…” Scott takes his desk. “Partners, huh?”
“Guess so.”
Coach stands up. “Alright. Treat these babies as your children for two weeks. I will get a report on how well you care for them. Discuss.”
“So, what should we name our little one, Katya?”
“Enya?”
“Kiara?”
I scoff. “Carolyn.”
“Mallory.”
“Althea.”
“Vanessa.”
“No.” I think quietly. “What about Aylin or Ayla? They mean halo of moonlight, Turkish I think.”
“Aylin Claudia McCall.” Scott puts a hand on mine. “Beautiful.”
“Claudia?” I look at him in shock. “Really?”
“Yeah,” Scott smiles. “Remember growing up, we would always talk about what we wanted to name our kids, and Stiles and I would come up with Yoda or something? You always said that you wanted your daughter’s middle name to be Claudia, after your mom.”
“I can’t believe you remember that.” I take a deep breath. “Moving on, it’d probably be easier to just stay at one of our houses, so we’re together all the time, then we don’t have to switch all the time.”
“Works for me.” he pauses, listening in on my brother’s conversation. “Lydia and Stiles are going to stay at your house, so why don’t we stay at mine, I doubt my mom will care.”
I nod. “And we have the same schedule, so it’ll be easy to coordinate that too.”
Little Wolf Part 1
I sit next to Allison at the lunch table. “I cannot stand him anymore!”
“Who are you talking about, Scott or Stiles?” Lydia asks.
“Stiles!” I groan.
“What did he do now?” Malia sighs. “'cause if it’s not something to do with food, I don’t want to talk about it.”
“He told our dad about Jackson. He breezes by the dinner table last night and says ‘Kat slept with Jackson Whittmore over the summer,’ and then walks away as if nothing happened.” I complain. “I got a two-hour lecture!”
“You deserved that.” Stiles plops down next to Lydia. “It was payback for what you said about Erica.”
“What happened with Erica?” Allison smirks.
“Do not–”
“He had a friend with benefits relationship with her last year.”
“For several months, as I recall, right?” Scott sits next to me.
“You’re welcome for that information, McCall.” I glare at him.
“Please don’t argue,” Stiles begs me. “One day, please?”
“Tell her!!” I ignore the conversation around me as I eat my pasta. I finish eating and as I’m packing up my leftovers Scott interrupts me. “You’re not going to eat all of that?”
“No.”
“Can I have–”
“No.”
“Why are you so mean to me, Ekaterina? What did I do?” Scott whines.
“Figure it out yourself Scott,” I walk off.
“Kat!” Allison runs up to me.
“Sorry. I just can’t sit there with my brother and Scott,” I sigh leaning against my locker. “They treat me like I’m five!”
“What happened between you and Scott? You guys used to be so close?”
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
FLASHBACK
“Why him?” Scott shouts. “It’s always about Isaac!”
I sigh. “Scott. That’s not fair and you know it.” I sit on the bench.
“Sit, please? And just listen, alright?”
“Fine,” Scott sits next to me. “What did Isaac say?”
“He didn’t say anything! I broke up with him, okay? We aren’t dating!
We were never dating, I don’t even know what we were, but whatever
it was, it’s over.”
“What? Why? I thought you really liked him?”
“As a friend. I have feelings for someone else.”
“Who?”
I shake my head. “Never mind, I shouldn’t have brought it up.” I stand.
“Katya.” Scott grabs my hand. “Talk to me.”
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you, Scott. Just let it go, please.”
“Not a chance.” Scott crosses his arms. “Liam? Jackson? Theo?” He huffs.
“I really hope it’s not Theo. Aiden? Derek? Diaz? Brett?” He pauses.
“Is it Parrish?”
“Scott.” I stop him. “It’s you. Always has been.”
“Me?”
“Yeah, you.” I sit there, waiting for him to answer.
“Oh.”
I run off as he calls after me.
END FLASHBACK
Izzy Stradlin:
Series:
Conflicted 🎀
chapter 1 : https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/749591332196155392/hey-guys-im-starting-a-new-series-about-80s
chapter 2: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/749715581290315776/conflicted-part-2-izzy-pov-sohow-long
chapter 3: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/749898549731426305/conflicted-pt3-maddy-pov-when-i-woke-up-i
chapter 4: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/750045918555947008/conflicted-pt-4-maddy-pov-we-all-went-back
chapter 5: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/750133841665114112/conflicted-pt5-maddy-pov-i-woke-up-the-next
chapter 6: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/750174277300633600/conflicted-pt-6-an-i-couldnt-sleep-so-i
chapter 7: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/750230488794431488/conflicted-pt-7-maddy-pov-axl-joined-us-a
chapter 8: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/750399121413832704/conflicted-pt-8-i-have-2-chapters-for-yall
chapter 9: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/750414033322164224/conflicted-pt9-maddy-pov-fuck-you-izzy-i
chapter 10: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/750510529101086720/conflicted-pt-10-maddy-pov-i-didnt-recognize
chapter 11: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/750691727868903424/conflicted-pt-11-i-rewrote-this-bcuz-the-other
chapter 12: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/750853959527366656
chapter 13: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/751122209617149952
chapter 14: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/751266890766237696
chapter 15: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/751541175968808960
chapter 16: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/751597540686839808
chapter 17: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/751719183121874944
chapter 18: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/751783447211737088
chapter 19: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/751900459002970112/conflicted-chapter-19-maddy-pov-we-arrived-at
chapter 20: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/752025711243558912/conflicted-chapter-20-maddy-pov-i-stormed
chapter 21: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/752147143409745920
chapter 22: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/752230751683182593/conflicted-chapter-22-maddy-pov-my-mother-was
chapter 23: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/752384589718257664
chapter 24: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/752426252573491200
chapter 25: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/752960476997189632
chapter 26: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/753204706318450688
chapter 27: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/753554621409247232
chapter 28: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/753864240544268288
chapter 29: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/77246890303202918
chapter 30: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/773105392879370240/conflicted-ch-30-maddy-sat-at-the-edge-of-the
chapter 31: https://www.tumblr.com/angelllbby222/778446988907806720/conflicted-chapter-31-maddy-pov-i-love-you-so
Conflicted : Pt. 2🎀
Izzy P.O.V
"So..how long is your sister staying with you?"
"Why?" he asked narrowing his eyes towards me.
"She's 16 Izzy and Maddy is my baby sis. So it'll never happen." Duff remarked rolling his eyes and scoffing at me.
"Chill man. I was just curious." I replied nonchalantly.
"I've been staying with Angela and she's been a real pain in the ass lately."
"It's only a matter of time before she gets enough of me and throws me to the curb." I groaned slumping further into the couch.
"You know you're welcome here anytime Iz . But my sis is taking the guest room so I guess you could take the couch." he shrugged getting off the couch to get some water.
Maddy P.O.V
I woke up in the middle of the night to some noise out in the living room.
I groaned and got out of bed to tell Duff to shut up but instead I saw someone I didn't expect.
"Izzy?" I softly called out.
"Hey Maddy. Sorry did I wake you?" he asked peeking up from the guitar he was lightly strumming.
"No it's okay." I stupidly grinned even though he did indeed wake me up.
Whenever Izzy was around I always went dumb like a schoolgirl with a silly crush.
That’s probably how he saw me anyways.
"I couldn't sleep so I thought I would play some notes to finish this fucking song for Axl.”
Axl…as in Axl Rose the lead singer of Guns N’ Roses.
I had met Axl along with Izzy when Duff formally introduced me to all of them the day I arrived in L.A and the first one to introduce himself was Axl.
He was extremely flirty but I couldn’t tell if he was like that with everyone or just to me.
I couldn’t help but get giddy since I hadn’t ever gotten any attention from anyone at school since they all thought I weird just because I was shy and quiet.
Being around the guys boosted my self confidence and made me feel like I was pretty and wanted.
Something I also felt around Izzy.
I came around to where he was sitting forgetting that I was in the same pajamas he had seen when he first came.
"Shit." I giggled.
"What's wrong?" he asked looking at me with a big grin.
"My clothes aren't really appropriate." I quickly muttered pulling my pajama shorts down to cover my ass.
"I don't mind Maddy." Izzy shrugged wondering why she kept repeating herself.
He thought she looked sexy.
"How long will you be staying with us till?" I asked.
"Probably not too long."
"You can stay here as long as you need. I'm sure Duff won't mind." I said giving him a soft smile.
"Just to see that smile I might extend my stay here." he grinned not forgetting to look me up and down.
"Izzy...my brother-
"Chill Maddy. You're basically like a little sister to me and besides your 16." he nonchalantly shrugged.
Is he being serious right now?
He’s only like 3 years older than me since I’ll be turning 17 soon. That's practically nothing!
"Izzy you're only 3 years older than me technically since I’m turning 17 soon. It's not even that big of a deal." I unintentionally whined as my bottom lip pouted.
He saw that and smirked.
"Little Mckagan thinks she's grown." he joked giving me a similar pout to mock me.
"Come on Maddy. Be real. You're a fucking child." he spat out quite harshly.
"If I’m a child than what are these." I spat back yanking up my overly tight pajama top and exposing my bigger than normal breast.
"Maddy I-" he stopped when he looked and saw my hands holding my breasts together.
"Fuck." he muttered placing his hand over his crotch to hide any evidence of a growing buldge.
"Get out of here Maddy."
"Why. You’re the one who’s staying in Duff’s apartment. I should be the one to tell you to leave.” I retorted yanking my shirt back down and crossing my arms.
“What’s your deal?” he asked giving me a questionable look.
“You know how Duff feels about me hanging around you alone or any of the other guys.”
“Especially Axl.”
“Why does Duff have to control who I can and cannot talk to.” I huffed getting up from the couch and stomping back to my room.
“Don’t know ask him.” he silently muttered before laying down on the couch to sleep.
As I closed the door behind me I let out a squeal of frustration.
“I totally embarrassed myself out there.”
“I don’t even know what got over me to flash him. I’ve never been that bold to any guy in my life. Hell I don’t even talk to any boys anyways!”
“Whatever!” I thought climbing into my white comforter and calling it a night.
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LIMES AND LEMONADE - JOE BURROW
★ summary — y/n's home for the summer, as she had been for the previous couple of years. this time, however? her brother's beloved and very much handsome best friend just so happens to be around as well. and he's gotten charming.
˖˙ ꔫ —★★★★ pairing: joe burrow x reader ˖˙ ꔫ —★★★ content warnings. n/a ˖˙ ꔫ —★★ word count. 1k? ˖˙ ꔫ —★ genre. fluff
★ authors note: couldnt find any brothers best friend fics so i took matters into my own hands. ts lwk ass and short asl, might write a pt 2 if anyone wants it
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The lemonade was warm.
Of course it was. It had been sitting in the sun for god knows how long, and the little kids that were selling it had probably dumped half a bag of their mothers sugar into the cooler without even thinking of stirring. Still, he smiled- that smile, and handed over three crumpled dollar bills from out of his pocket like it was the most gourmet thing he’d ever tasted. Cute.
From her perch on the porch swing, Y/N watched it unfold with mild disbelief. “Seriously?” she called out, eyebrows raised over the rim of her book. “Three bucks for lemon-flavored tap water?” It wasn't an insult directed towards the kids, of course, more so towards Joe.
He turned, eyes finding hers instantly. Of course they did. He grinned up at her like he always did, like he knew something she didn’t since they were kids. “Hey,” he said, striding up the walkway with the cup in hand, “I’m just doing my part for the local economy. I'm sure they could use some money.”
Y/n snorted, closing her book with a soft thwap. “You’re such a sucker.”
“No,” he countered, stepping onto the porch and leaning against the rail beside her, “I’m a gentleman. There’s a difference.” It was momentarily followed by a cautious sip of the tinted-yellow liquid, slow and profound.
Joe made a face as the sugar hit him all at once, clearly regretting his life choices, but he swallowed it anyway without a dramatic flair. Classic Joe. “That bad, huh?” she asked, smirking as if to tell him I told you so, because well- she did.
He gave a little nod, tongue poking into his cheek like he was trying not to laugh. “You ever tried to drink syrup with a splash of lemon juice?” Y/N leaned back against the swing, letting it sway gently beneath her, hitting perfectly amongst the summer breeze. “Nope. Can’t say that I have. But I’m glad you’re out here doing the important work.”
There's a pause within the cracks, the silence spreading over the air that surrounded them. It wasn't awkward though- it never was around Joe for some reason. Y/n never considered it, preferring to enjoy it in contrast to the odd silences with others. She was much to grateful to complain. He chuckled under his breath and set the cup on the porch rail, then glanced sideways at her, more carefully this time. “Didn’t know you were home.”
She shrugged. “Got back yesterday.” And well, it was the truth.
“For the whole summer?” She hesitated, then nodded. “That’s the plan.”
Joe let out a low whistle, followed by a gentle chuckle- one that you'd grown to known fairly well. Charming.. “Your brother’s gonna love that.”
“Please,” she groaned, rolling her eyes- her head shaking despite the grin that creased her face. “He’s been unbearable ever since you two came back. Every time I walk downstairs, I feel like I’ve stepped into a frat house. Which, by the way, is pretty accurate to describe what I'm living in for the summer.”
He grinned again, lopsided and easy. “To be fair, your parents did let him join a frat, so..." Joe wasn't wrong, not entirely at least. "Well, there was no stopping him even if they did say no. He was pretty determined and yeah, but now you’ve had three years to get worse.” She nudged him lightly with her foot, brushing his leg before she could think twice. “He's louder. Somehow smellier. And you eat all our snacks.”
Joe pretended to look wounded, and by god, it was cute. If Y/n wasn't to annoyed. “Hey. I bought the Pop-Tarts last time, I've contributed."
“One box,” she deadpanned. “And you ate them all yourself.” He opened his mouth to argue, but stopped short when her gaze met his. And this time, it lingered. Her foot dropped back to the swing. The porch was quiet again, except for the distant hum of lawnmowers and the buzz of summer cicadas. There was something almost… still about it all. Calm. Unwavering.
Joe cleared his throat. “So, uh, you, uh… still read those mystery books?” She raised a brow, surprised at the comment because who was he to ask? “What, like I’m gonna change my whole personality just because I went to college?”
He laughed, soft and sincere. “No, just… you always read them out here. This time of day. End of the swing.” And Y/n pauses, 'cause yeah- she did, or at least she used to. It'd been a while, but it was true. She wasn't quite sure if she was infatuated or scared. Maybe it was a bit cute.
Y/N blinked, surprised, unknowing of what to respond. “You remember that?” He looked at her again. Slower this time. “Yeah. I remember a lot.” And suddenly, she’s not sure what to say no matter how much of a talker she usually was. Because he said it so casually, like it's just a fact, like it didn't mean anything. But it does. It does mean something, to Y/n at least.
Before she can come up with a clever retort, the front door creaks open behind them.
“Yo!” her brother calls, sticking his head out, hair a mess and obviously shirtless. Of course he would've ruined the moment. “Joe, you coming or what? We're doing burgers.”
Joe’s eyes linger on hers for a second longer. Just one. But something passes between them- something old and familiar, and maybe a little bit new. He stands, grabbing the awful lemonade again. “Saved by the grill.” He winks, suggestively, but kind, that goofy smirk that she'd never be able to escape following it. God.
“Guess so,” Y/n says, quiet but she can't quite stop herself from smiling. How stupid.
He starts to walk off, then pauses at the top of the steps. Looks back at her. “You around tomorrow?” It's gentle, warming, a little romantic even though Y/n didn't really want to read past those lines. Not yet, at least. She nods slowly. “Yeah. Why?”
The smirk turns into a luke-warm smile, smaller this time, like he’s testing something that Y/n was unaware about though she's pretty sure she could guess. “No reason.”
And then he’s gone. And Y/N is left on the swing, her not-a-mystery book forgotten in her lap, the taste of sugar and lemon in the air, and her heart doing something it hasn’t done in a very long time.
Flutter.