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Someone will if you don't

Steve Harrington x Female!Reader

Warnings : Angst (maybe?), jealousy.

Summary : (Season 4) You're too tired to fight for your couple. Steve is like a little puppy when Nancy is around. But Steve noticed you at the wrong moment.

Sorry if there's any mistakes, English isn't my first language

It started with that look in his eyes when they were on her, too soft, too something that was never for you. And you noticed it, you knew it, that your boyfriend didn't really move on from his first love, you accepted it.

First, he was an absolute love with you, then he became like distant, he was always a gentleman, but not every time like a few months ago. And he finally stopped to be that gentleman he used to be.

You didn't say anything, you kept your mouth shut. Cause, why complain? You knew it, you just waited for when all of would be over. It was stinging when you noticed, that pang in your heart, you felt it when you saw their fingers brush instead of yours with his. You ignored it and made like nothing ever happened.

Even your friends started to tell you that something was off between you and Steve.

"Y/n?" Robin said when you were in the Upside Down searching for Vecna. "Did something happened between you and this dingus? I really don't wanna sound intrusive but you barely talked to each other since we're here," it was clearly intrusive and Robin was absolutely conscious of this but she really had to ask, after all, you're her friend and Steve's also her friend, for her you're like that couple, the couple.

You looked at her with that blank expression, then you looked the people in front of you, Nancy and your "boyfriend" Steve. Then you drifted your eyes back to Robin and sighed softly.

"Nothing happened don't worry darling," something happened, even if she's your friend and even if she probably knows that you're actually lying, you really got nothing to say about this situation. Like, what should happen will happen and who are you to not be okay with? Nobody.

"Did I say to you that you're like the biggest liar I ever met?" She laughed. "But seriously Y/n, I know, everyone by the way knows that something changed between the two of you," Robin took a deep breath and kept talking. "I don't know what it is, even if I do have a clue about what went down. However... if you feel that your head or your heart are carrying too much, know that I'm here if you need to confess or just to talk, to release the pressure." Your friend looked at you from the top to the bottom, her gaze went on your face. She looked like she was trying to search something on it.

"Because yes, you really look like someone who's overwhelmed by something that nobody knows." You didn't hesitate and you took her in your arms, giving her a warm hug. "Thank you Robin, it really warms my heart."

After that, you walked beside Eddie, Robin was with him and Nancy. Eddie couldn't stopped looking at you. You turned your face, arching an eyebrow.

"What?" He looked at you with a little smile but didn't say anything. He just put his arm around your shoulders.

"If Harrington can't take care of the prettiest girl of Hawkins, I will."

You laughed, a real laugh this time. You felt the heat rushing your face. You didn't care of what was around you, you were just mesmerised by Eddie's words. But suddenly, you felt observed. You turned your head and you saw Steve, brows frown, he was no longer looking at his ex-girlfriend, he was looking at you.

"Man are you out of your mind? Put your fucking arm off her shoulders."

Oh Steve, you thought, now you're noticing me?

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Khamzat Headcanons

Female Reader x Khamzat Chimaev

Warnings : none except Khamzat craving your attention.

sorry if there's any mistakes, english isn't my first language

Needy!Khamzat who'll literally remove his shirt while playing on his computer to get your attention. He thinks that you're looking to much your phone instead of looking your beautiful husband.

Needy!Khamzat who will put a hand on your thigh under the table when you talk to much with his teammates thinking that he's the only one you should be talking with.

Needy!Khamzat who will buy you perfume, jewellery, make up, clothes, heels, purses and chocolate when you give him the silent treatment. He'll also buy flowers with a little word on it. "Я тебя люблю, женщина" which means I love you woman, with a catastrophic handwriting.

Needy!Khamzat who when you're cooking, will come in the kitchen and hug you from behind. Without hesitation, he'll put his huge hands on your hips, even lower when he's hungry (not for food).

Needy!Khamzat who will touch every part of your body shamelessly when you two are together in the bed. Waiting for you to turn off your phone and have all your attention for him.

Needy!Khamzat who will take you on car rides, will ask you if you want to go to the cinema or if you want to do shopping. He never did that before, he let you spent all his money while he's waiting for you in the car for hours.

Needy!Khamzat who will suddenly staring at you without even blinking. His eyes, literally craving you to looking at him, eyes in eyes, to see that beautiful face of yours. He looks a bit like a psychopath staring at you like this, but, you find that attractive.

Needy!Khamzat who will hold a weapon while you're at a family gathering to feel your eyes on him.

thanks anon for the request, hope that y'all liked it💞

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Wish that it was you

(Khabib Headcanons)

Older female reader x Teenageboy!Khabib Nurmagomedov

Warnings : none

sorry if there's any mistakes, english isn't my first language

Teenageboy!Khabib who's being attracted to one of Islam's older cousin who's literally 5 years older than him.

Teenageboy!Khabib who's usually lowering his gaze, but when it comes to you, he's looking without blinking, head up.

Teenageboy!Khabib who's staring at you when he comes at Islam's house and you're helping his mother to cook. Like, this boy never put his eyes somewhere else than on you. You're in front of him? He's waiting for you to be called by Islam's mother to look at you from the top to the bottom.

Teenageboy!Khabib who's being scolded by his father Abdulmanap because he's not concentrated enough. He's too busy to thinking about you being his sparring partner and how training with you would be.

Teenageboy!Khabib who sometimes tries to talk about you to Islam, to know when you're gonna come, asking questions like "Islam when she's gonna come again? I'm asking because her cooking was really good", what an excuse, this boy thinks about you being his dessert.

Teenageboy!Khabib who's enjoying you taking care of him. He loves coming to Islam's house after a good training, bruises, cuts, scratches, knowing that his favorite nurse will be here to heal him. He's also enjoying when your fingers touch his skin, Khabib would fight anybody for this touch of yours which drives him nuts.

Teenageboy!Khabib who doesn't like when you smile to guys who are the same age as you. He's excited to become older so he can be the only one who you're gonna smile to.

Teenageboy!Khabib in late nights who finds himself thinking about you next to him in his bed, skin on skin, warming him with your body heat.

Teenageboy!Khabib who thinks about being a champion so he will get your attention more easily than having bruises on purpose to have it.

Actual!Khabib who's married, who got 3 beautiful kids, but unfortunately not with you. Now that he's known, wealthy, that he has all he needs, he misses just one piece in his life that he cannot afford, you. He founds himself watching you from afar, always when you're not watching. He's literally admiring you, wishing that the woman who gave him those 3 kids was you.

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Following the rules

Female Reader x Needy!Khamzat (?)

Warnings : None

sorry if there's any mistakes, english isn't my first language

I was with my little brother, today, he asked me if I could accompany him to the gym , of course I said yes like, it's obvious, isn't it? Oh and my brother is a teenager, he's 17.

In Chechenya, the weather wasn't in my favour. I was used to American weather, cloudy, sunny or raining, but the coldness of Chechenya was something else, more freezing and more wild. I put my long trench on, scarf, gloves and my boots and I left the house with my car keys in my hand.

5 minutes later, my brother got into the car with his sport bag. I started the engine and we were on the snowing path to the gym. Nobody was talking, the road was empty. It was around 3:47 pm when we arrived in front of the gym. I looked my brother a bit and finally asked my question.

"Do I need to go with you inside or?" I said arching an eyebrow. He nodded so I took my purse and I went out of the car. I locked it behind me. It was so cold, the last time I came it wasn't freezing like this. My little brother opened the door for me, so proud of him, maybe that's nothing but nowadays boys aren't like this anymore.

We passed from cold to hot. It's smelled men, a lot. Thanks God it was just teenagers, I can't imagine if it was grown ass men. I turned my head and a torso popped out from nowhere. I raised my head to look at the person in front of me. It was a man. Big beard, big round eyes, shaved head, scar on the upper lip with a little smile on. I smiled politely to the man, taking a bit of distance with him.

"Who is it ?" He asked my little brother.

"My big sister, she was just accompanying me coach" He nodded and told my brother to go to the locker room.

"I'm Khamzat Chimaev, nice to meet you"

I told him my name, and after that we discussed a bit. I looked my watch and looked the teenagers.

"Oh... I think you should go" Two boys were literally fighting. But a real fight, not just the usual training. He was about to leave but he took one more second.

"Stay here until your brother finishes, it's freezing outside" I was about to say something but he was already on his way to stop the fight between the boys. I stood up, but one of the boy who was fighting came and give me a chair.

"Oh thank you, you didn't need to"

"Don't worry miss, the coach told me to bring you this" I smiled to the kid and Khamzat, who was looking at me.

He's cute, even if he's a bit scary.

When my brother finished, I finally stood up. Khamzat came to us and told me that my brother trained hard and well today.

"If you want to come over, don't hesitate" I nodded and said good bye to him. My brother kept telling me that his coach was doing all to get my attention and that he doesn't agree with that. He also told me that Khamzat passed his entire time to looking at me. But, for me, it was just a coincidence.

Days later, I continued to accompany my brother. I also sympathised with Khamzat, he told me that we're living in the same neighbourhood.

While he was training the teenagers, he was sometimes shirtless, and I'm pretty certain that he was doing it on purpose. All that sweat dripping on his abs when he was passing in front of me, if he thought that all this mascarade was not enough to get me... He's totally wrong. Like mister???? Let me lick those abs (i'm joking).

I didn't know that Khamzat was one of my big brother friends. That's the reason why my little brother is training in his gym for free. Sometimes, when I came back home, he was sitting on my couch, with my brothers and other men that I didn't know.

When I was in the kitchen to make tea for them, he was passing in front of the room, making me some smiles or asked me if I needed help. And one day, he just came in the kitchen with his phone in his hand.

"Yeah? Tell me, what can I do for you?" I said putting down my cup of tea on the table.

"Add your number" He said giving me his phone. I wasn't sure about what to do, but, I accepted and added it. We exchanged socials too. I was surprised to know that he was really famous like REALLY.

Vacations in Chechenya were now over. Me and Khamzat became "friends". When I had to leave the country, he gifted me something, a beautiful necklace with a diamond as a pendant. Of course when I came back to America, in every pictures I posted, this necklace was around my neck.

Las Vegas was really noisy tonight, I could see this from my appartement. I was in my leaving room, scrolling on my phone boringly when someone knocked on my door. I stood up and unlocked it, I saw Khamzat's face, he had bruises and cuts on all over him.

"Come here, don't stay outside" he removed his shoes in front of my door and yeah of course, we talked a lot. I asked him how he found my place, he told me that my brother gave him. I also cleaned his cuts. I could feel his eyes on me, and sometimes he looked like he tried to hold himself back from doing something. And of what? I don't know.

After this night, things started to change. When I was somewhere, Khamzat was near. We started to hang out together. He asked me to go on car rides, to cinema or just to seat on a bench and talk for hours. I also started to come at some of his private events, he picked me up and drove me back. He presented me to everyone as his friend, they were a bit sceptical. Some of his friends thought that I was his girlfriend or something like that, but absolutely not.

And yes... what should've happened happens. Just one kiss, and with that he promised me the wedding. He became very clingy, needing me every time.

Training? He's telling me to come with him.

An event? Beside him wearing an expensive dress that he insisted to buy me.

Go to an appointment? Already in the car with him.

When I'm cooking? He's watching me, waiting for me to ask him something.

Doing my hair or make up? He's watching me silently, he even closes his computer to look at me. Sometimes he takes pictures of me, saying that his gallery is better when it's full of pictures of me.

But unfortunately it didn't last, when my family finally found out that I was meeting him behind their back in America, it was a direct return to Chechenya. And for his part, his family didn't agree with that too. My little brother stopped training with him when he was back in Chechenya, my big brother stopped hanging out with him.

It didn't last in front of everyone's eyes, but it didn't stop him to come and get me when I was walking on the sidewalk.

They didn't agree? No problem, he kidnapped me as the tradition wanted.

We're following the rules, aren't we?

@pixsbby thats for you like I promised, its not perfect and i don't even know if there's a Needy!Khamzat here, I just hope that y'all liked it🥹

and everyone, my requests are OPEN so DONT hesitate pls😚

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That Night Shift

Ilia Topuria x Female!Reader

Warnings : none

Summary : just Ilia who's maybe attracted to the receptionist of his gym

Sorry if there's any mistakes, english isn't my first language

Ilia goes to the gym often, like, you know he's a professional fighter so he needs to be always healthy, and being healthy also means that he has to work on his body, do exercises.

He noticed her, the receptionist of the gym, always there when he came to the gym, big smile on her face, and polite greetings to every people who came here. Most of all he noticed the way she smiled, it was warm, and he found her pretty when she had it on her lips. He kinda liked it.

One day he came with his brother, Aleksandre. He's not his brother for nothing, because he also noticed that hot receptionist.

"She's pretty," Aleksandre said while walking to the locker room, holding himself to not turn around and looking at her one more time. Ilia didn't say anything, he didn't agree with his brother, no need to because he already knows that. Even if Aleksandre is his brother, earring him saying this to him didn't make him happy. He knew her before him, he doesn't have the right to say that, but he didn't tell his brother this, he didn't say anything, he just stopped coming with his brother, he came one time with him and that's what happened, it was a mistake that he won't reproduce twice.

It was a late night, Ilia knew by the greatest of coincidences that she was on her night shift. So he decided to go to gym, when he came in, she was here. No more so professional, after all it's the night, she didn't wait so much people to come here at this hour. She was on her phone, probably scrolling on social media.

Ilia cleared his throat, making her notice that he was here. She just smiled and greeted him politely. She didn't try to make a conversation with him, as soon as he left she was back on her phone.

Maybe like two hours later, after a good workout, Ilia came back to the lobby, she didn't leave she was at the same spot than usual. During his exercices, Ilia thought of him asking her number or just, making a small interaction between them, because for him simple greetings and polite smiles aren't enough.

When he came in front of her, she thought that he was gonna ask her something, but, it was never the idea of why he came here.

"Yes, tell me what can I do for you mister?" She said with a professional voice to him.

He looked at her, a bit too long maybe, he even had the time to notice the little mole on her temple, then she raised an eyebrow and it made him come back to reality.

"Y'know it's been a long time that I come here," he made a pause and looked at her.

"Yeah?" She didn't know what he was getting at. It was almost midnight, she just wanted to finish her shift and it was really not the best timing to do what he was doing.

"Can I have your number?" Ilia asked directly, he didn't know why he tried to beat around the bush, but at least, he worked up the courage and asked her.

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Foreigner

Billy Hargrove x BrownSkinFemale!Reader

Warnings : Racism (Billy being a big racist when it comes to Lucas), btw the dialogue between Max and Billy isn't the real one

Summary : Billy was literally warning Max about not approaching Lucas, but while talking to his sister, that girl, who is all but American just passed right in front of his car, and it didn't make him indifferent, even if he's supposed to be... against people with different skin colour...?

Sorry if there's any mistakes, english isn't my first language

"Max, if I see you talk with him again, you'll see what happens when you don't listen to me," Billy gripped Max's collar tightly. Max knew that Billy didn't like to see her with other people than people like them. And when he talks about other people, he talks about people who're "different", by their ethnicities but most of all by their skin colour. And this is literally racism.

But while he was giving warnings to his sister about not hanging out with foreigners, a girl, that girl, walked just right in front of his car. Long curly hair, brown skin which is shinning thanks to the light of the sun, and those eyes, almost black with that spark in them.

And that, that's what caught Billy's eyes, she was shining, more than anyone else in this parking lot. Then suddenly, he started to like people different than him. The grip he had on his sister's collar loosened, and, the only thing that has his attention right now was her.

By the way, that's not the first time that Billy saw her. He saw her in the corridors of the high school, at Tina's Halloween party, with Steve and Nancy or in her car in the parking lot, smoking cigarettes and listening to Cyndi Lauper's songs.

First, Billy didn't really find her attractive, for him, she was just a girl like that, a girl from his school, a foreigner. But more he saw her, more he started to notice her. He noticed her curls and their colour, her brown skin, the way she tried to highlight it with wearing clothes that beautify it. And yeah, he could said it, she's beautiful for a foreigner.

"Billy??" Max snapped her fingers in front of his face to get his attention, she was talking to him but he didn't seem to notice her. Maybe he was too busy to stare at the girl who just walked in front of her brother's car.

He blinked a few times and gave her a dead stare. "Stop snapping your fingers at me dipshit, I'm not deaf," he said turning on the engine. "Oh please, you were literally staring at her Billy," Max shook her head desperately, he was being impossible, it's not a crime to stare, so why won't he admit it?

"Staring? Nah, she's just wearing bright colours that's why, she's the only thing you can right here." His sister couldn't help, she rolled her eyes, he's kidding isn't he?

"And you're the one telling me to stop hang out with foreigners... you're not even able to take your eyes off her while she's literally a total different person than us."

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Not allowed to be the 1st

Female Reader x Magomed Anakalaev

Warnings : angst(?)

sorry if there's some mistakes, english isn't my first language

A real fairy tail, getting married and having a lot of kids. That was what he promised you when he asked you to be his girlfriend. But, you knew that something sounded wrong. He was always against you coming to his fights, meeting etc... he told you that it was better to watch him from home.

First, you thought that it was just to preserve you from everyone, until you found out the verity behind all of those actions...

Your boyfriend, fiancé to be, Magomed Ankalaev, was already married, had a wife and kids waiting for him.

You were devastated when you'd learn this. You couldn't imagine your life without him in it, it's been 3 years that you were together. But, all those three years, were just a mountain of lies and empty promises. It was a mascarade.

How it feels to just be the mistress of a married man ?

He had a match today, in the leaving room, you're waiting for him to come back home. It was time to face him. 3 months, 3 months that you're living with that secret, 3 months that you can't even take him in your arms, you were disgusted of him. And 3 months that he headed back every night, without knowing that you know everything.

30 minutes after, you heard the sound of the door opening. He removed his shoes and came, quickly kissing your cheek and sat in front of you. No more fake smile, no more greetings, no more hugs and congratulations. Magomed's eyebrows were frowning.

"You okay?" He said looking at you like you were about to break.

"I am" you said coldly. It was time, time to open your heart and to say everything you were holding back since those three months.

"Stop lying woman, something is bothering you, tell me" you raised an eyebrow, without knowing if you wanted to laugh or to cry.

You bit the inside of your cheek. It's time to face the moment that you feared the most those last months. You sighed, closed your eyes and finally took the courage of speaking.

"We need to talk" you said softly.

Now, there's no turning back, it's too late to do anything, you can't change what's gonna happen.

"About what?" he said raising an eyebrow. Magomed didn't seem to understand what's going on. "What you wanna talk about?"

"I want to talk about you Magomed" you finally took place on a chair in front of him. You could see him clenching his fists. He was clearly stressing out.

"Talk about me for what? Hurry" he commanded to you.

At the beginning, you were the one who was stressing out, but hearing him talk to you like that made you boil on site.

"For fuck's sake, who do you think you are Magomed? Who you think you're talking to?" You took an inspiration. "You wanted to know what I wanted to talk about? I wanted to talk about you and your pretty little family" his eyes were finally wide open, he didn't move, he was just waiting for you to keep speaking. You suddenly stopped talking, emotions started to take advantage of you. You bit your lips, this pang in your heart that makes you want to scratch your chest, even your eyes were stinging you.

But you're stronger than that, aren't you? You cried too much during those 3 months, isn't it enough?

Magomed has his eyes on you, no words, he looked like he's thinking. Thinking of what? Giving you some stupid excuses, asking you to forgive him, denying?

But, he didn't do anything of that. He just raised his head, and looked at you like he could read your mind.

"Yes, I did" his words were dry, he didn't even try to deny it. After all, why bother? You already know everything, why searching excuses when you find out everything.

His mouth started to open, he was far from having finished to talk.

"But, you should know, don't you?" he said arching an eyebrow like it was obvious. "It's real, you're pretty, you have all qualities to be the perfect wife" he paused. "But, y/n, it's kinda obvious that you're not a person who looks like the first choice", your eyes started to sting you, your throat began to be dry. It was the first time of your life someone had talked to you like that, and made you feel like you were nothing.

But you experienced it.

With someone you never thought of.

Your beloved, the one you put all your trust in.

It was too much for you, you just stood up, reached for your bag and the keys of your car, and you left.

When you started the engine of the luxury car he bought you a few years ago, tears began to fall all over your cheeks.

And, that's how you left your home, you left all behind.

Because, you thought you were someone's first choice.

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Ya habibi

Female Reader x Khabib Nurmagomedov

Warnings : Cheating

Atiye - Ya Habibi

I was in Dubai, with my brothers who brought me with them in their travel. One of them is a famous fighter in the UFC and the other coach him since the beginning of his career... and there's me. I'm the youngest one, the supportive one and also the one who's waisting her brothers money without culpability.

"Can we go to the mall please..? I saw a magnificent purse yesterday in the Gucci store, can we buy it?" I said making them puppy eyes and a lovely smile, I hate being cringy but I don't have money and I don't know how to drive so... it's the only way to get what I want.

They nodded, I took my purse, put my shoes and sunglasses on and we were on road to the mall. After arriving, my brothers met other fighters, I could see one with a buzz cut, he was a bit chunky. He seemed older than the others, I didn't paid much attention cause the Gucci store was just in front of me, waiting for me to move my ass and get that purse. My brother, the oldest one, gave me cash, a lot of cash, knowing that like that, I won't be around them, complaining that I've got nothing to do just because I have to wait for them to finish their discussion with the other men.

I took the money and went to Gucci, and I saw it, the Gucci Softbit maxi format, in green forest leather. That was literally made for me. So, I called one of the employees and asked her if she could pack this, I also bought a new wallet, other sunglasses, perfume and a scarf, yeah we're in the middle of summer but autumn will come soon so... It's a necessary need.

I left the Gucci store with my wrists full of Gucci bags. Making shopping made me thirsty.

"Ya habibi...." I said singing Atiye's song, when I accidentally bumped into someone. "Oh my lord i'm so sorry-" I was about to take my bag which was on the floor when I raised my head to see who I collided. It was the chunky man I saw earlier, he didn't smile, he looked at me like I almost killed his mother. "Sorry" I said, picking the bag and put it on my wrist.

"No problem, but watch where you're going instead of singing" I rolled my eyes, like brotha I just bumped into you and I already said that I was sorry. I left without looking at him, but I could feel his gaze on me, browsing me from the top to the bottom.

I watched her leaving with her bags, she was in slow motion, like in a movie. I was now thinking dirty thoughts about this girl.

It's not the first time i've seen her, in her brother's fights, in meetings, on TV, I don't love her or something, but she makes me something I've never felt before.

Astagfirullah brother don't forget that you're married and that she's your opponent's sister.

short but hope that you liked it!🫶🏽