hiii! could you do a ness x reader basically fell in love at first sight. reader is super flirty and sweet with ness but serious to everyone else and ness is super flustered because he isn't normally the one people choose. ness is all pink in the face while reader is hanging on his arm,complimenting him, kissing him, and playing with his hair while completely ignoring anyone around him, in favor of ness. ^^
awwww cute tysm!!
only you
alexis ness x gn!reader. this got veryyyy suggestive idk
ness had no idea how this happened.
you were everything he wasn’t used to. serious, quiet, a little intimidating to anyone who didn’t know you, but kind, especially to him. and you were smiling so sweetly as you curled your fingers in his hair like it was the most natural thing in the world.
“so soft… are you sure you’re real?” you asked, teasing but level as your nails gently scratched his scalp. ness nearly melted into his seat.
“y-you’re gonna embarrass me…” he mumbled, voice too small to match the pink crawling up his neck to his ears. “everyone’s looking.”
you glanced up briefly at the passing stares from teammates, managers, and every other nosy person in the hall. your expression cooled to something flat and disinterested. “i don’t care about them. only you.”
ness could’ve combusted. he ducked his head down a little as you tugged him closer by the arm you were wrapped around.
“you’re really…” he struggled to find the right words. “you’re too much.”
“too much for you?” you tilted your head, batting your lashes at him as if you didn’t already know the answer.
“no! no, i like it.” ness’s mouth fumbled over the words, but he got there eventually. “i just… don’t get it. why me?”
you gave him a look that made his heart squeeze. leaning your head against the wall, you turned your gaze up and hummed. “because you’re sweet. and you’re kind. and you look so cute when you get flustered like this.”
you moved closer and brushed your lips against his cheek. ness felt his whole body tense like a chord pulled too tight.
“i like the way you’re always trying to make people happy. i like the way your eyes glimmer when talk about your interests. i like you.”
ness covered his mouth with the back of his hand, trying desperately to hide the grin fighting its way through. “you’re… unbelievable.”
“mhm.” you kissed the soft lobe of his ear this time, a feather-light touch that had him following after you like a dog on a leash. “and you’re mine.”
he swallowed thickly, cheeks still burning bright. “y-yeah… yours. only yours.”
he couldn’t believe it. he still didn’t get why someone like you wanted someone like him. he wasn’t going to complain about it, though.
not when you looked at him like that. or when you held his hand so easily. or when you made him feel like he was worth choosing.
What do you think a love triangle between Ness, Reader and Kaiser would be like? Probably with a lot of angst and tears? Yeah, but daaamn, they're too gorgeous not to want both of them at once...
i think a nsfw acc could do this more justice but i tried my best 😏❤️🩹
i like both
alexis ness x gn!reader x michael kaiser. kind of/slight emotional cheating? but no established relationships. reader is conflicted after having feelings for both. brief uni au to make things easier. angsty, slightly suggestive
you were at lunch with ness, something you did after every tuesday and thursday class. however, he’d been craving food at the restaurant inside the on-campus gym, and now you were struggling to cling to the words coming out of ness’s mouth with kaiser shirtless and lifting weights through the large glass windows.
you knew him through ness, as they were on the soccer team together and shared a few classes on the days you didn’t see him. kaiser had been in your econ class the year before, but you never actually spoke to each other. he once caught you staring at him, and the smirk he flashed was enough to scar you for life.
“hi, hi,” ness greeted when he caught you lost in thought, and you snapped your attention back to reality. the smile descended naturally when ness’s eyes sparkled at you.
you hated your brain for how quickly it was able to flip between thirsting over michael kaiser to bleeding over alexis ness.
“what’s on your mind? not hungry?” ness asked in his sweet voice as he watched you pick at your salad. you shrugged without comment and pointedly directed your body away from kaiser.
ness’s smile dwindled slightly, and you straightened when he reached out to caress your hand with his thumb. “hmm?”
you flipped your hand over so that your fingers could lace comfortably with his. ness’s neck burned, and the tips of his ears flushed. the sight made your heart race. “you look really pretty right now,” you heard yourself say. “your hand is really warm. it’s nice.”
ness’s cheeks flamed at your compliment, and the way his thumb brushed your knuckles was almost loving. it made something ache in your chest. he had a way of making you feel seen, cherished, like you were something precious instead of just another face passing through campus. whenever he smiled at you, really smiled, you thought you would melt straight into your seat.
but then your gaze betrayed you again.
through the glass, kaiser had dropped the weights and caught you looking. that same knowing smirk tugged at his lips, sweat dripping down the shiny column of his throat. he rolled his shoulders back, deliberately slow, as if he were posing.
you whipped back to ness, heat crawling up your neck. guilt twisted in your stomach.
“are you feeling okay?” ness asked softly, brows pinching as he leaned forward, concern written all over his face. “you’re all red.”
you stared at him a moment longer than necessary. he was beautiful in a quieter way: soft lashes brushing his cheeks, that little crease in his brow when he worried about you, the warmth radiating from his hand in yours. you wanted to lean across the table and kiss him, let his tenderness ground you.
“i’m fine,” you lied anyway.
his thumb stilled on your skin. “… you sure?”
the sincerity in his voice made your chest tighten. you hated that your heart raced for both of them. you wanted the safety of ness’s warmth and the thrill of kaiser’s smirks.
as if the universe wanted to punish you for your greedy thoughts, kaiser walked by the glass wall again, towel slung over his bare shoulder. this time, he winked.
you bit your tongue so hard you tasted metal.
ness followed your line of sight, and his expression faltered. you swore the air shifted between you when his hand slipped out of yours.
“him?” his voice was quiet but sharp, the tiniest crack slipping in his softness.
your lips parted, but no sound came out. denial felt cruel. honesty felt crueler.
“ness, i—”
“you don’t have to say anything.” he pulled his hand into his lap, forcing a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “i get it. he’s… kaiser.”
“ness, no.” your voice came out rougher than you meant. “i like being here with you. i want to be here.”
he froze at that, blinking at you, like he didn’t quite believe your words. your stomach twisted, but before you could prove it, reach for his hand, beg him to listen, there was the scrape of a chair.
“hope i’m not interrupting,” came kaiser’s low drawl. you didn’t need to look up to know that his smug grin was aimed directly at you.
ness’s shoulders went rigid as he stared violently at a spot on the table. “you are.”
“relax, pup,” kaiser chuckled, sliding into the empty seat beside you without asking. the heat radiating off him was suffocating. “just wanted to say hi.”
ness shot him a glare that could cut glass, but kaiser didn’t flinch. his eyes stayed locked on the side of your face, dark and glittering.
“so,” kaiser leaned in slightly, his voice dipping to something only you could hear. “are you gonna keep pretending you don’t look at me like that? or should i make it easier for you?”
your chest constricted. every nerve screamed with guilt and want. ness’s fingers twitched on the table like he was holding himself back from grabbing and pulling you away.
the weight of their stares was too intense. kaiser’s confidence made you nauseous, and ness’s kicked puppy look made you queasier.
you barely had time to take a trembling breath before you were on your feet, your chair squeaking in protest. hurriedly, you glanced between the two of them and turned away. “i, um. i’ll see you around.”
your feet carried you away from the protests faster than you thought possible. you’d deal with the consequences after collecting your thoughts and making a decision…
Can I request a fic for Alexis Ness where he has a childhood friend who had to leave and they meet years later and he finds out it wasn't because of her parents that she had to leave but turns out she actually had magic powers. She decides to make up for the years they were apart by showing him every spell he wanted to see as a child.
ty for the req(s) 🤍✨
water, salt, and a candle
childhood best friend alexis ness x fem!reader who knows magic. fantasy, angst, and slight fluff if you squint! wc: 1k
magic wasn’t real. ness finally believed that after years of his parents and siblings drilling it into his head. everything was because of science, and as he stared down at the university acceptance letter in his hand, he wondered if science was enough.
when you left, you took all the magic with you. though he’d only been a child when you moved away, ness felt calmer with you around. happier.
your parents always praised your active imagination—your unbreakable belief in worlds past the human eye. ness was scolded when asked if the tooth fairy would come and leave him money and candy like she had when you lost your first tooth. he woke up with dental floss on his bedside table and instructions from his mother on how to prevent cavities.
the day you left ruined him. not only did you take the magic with you, but you took ness’s imagination. his reason to smile. he was barely nine years old. now, at nineteen, he's supposed to be sent off to the university of his parents' choosing with nothing but a mind full of reality.
ness was packing his room, which had long been deprived of anything magical, and stopped when he heard a knock on his door. he hummed without turning at the sound of his mother's heels against the hardwood floors. "you have a friend here to visit. they're sitting on the swing out front." ness glanced at her in time to watch her disappear into the hallway. he didn't have any friends. not since you left.
tugging a large knit sweater over his head to combat the autumn chill, ness stepped outside and froze. he felt every scrap of air leave his lungs as he took a stumbling step away from you, his back hitting the doorway with a soft thud. his mouth formed the shape of your name, but nothing came out as he stared at you, eyes wide and searching.
you were on your feet before he was able to find his words, and ness felt his ears burn when a gentle smile worked its way across your lips. "hi, lex."
lex. you couldn't be real.
you've aged since ness last saw you, and he was surprised that he'd surpassed you in height. he was always looking up at you as a child, but now your head is slightly tipped to meet his eyes. "it's been a long time."
ness couldn't help but feel a bit awkward in your presence. it'd been so long since he'd last seen you, and it's clear he wasn't the same ness you left behind. you didn't waste any time before reaching a hand out into the empty space between you. "let's go for a walk. there's a lot i want to tell you." ness knew he should turn you away and return to his packing, but. you stepped forward to connect your hands and practically dragged him off the porch and into the street.
when you were children, you found a large, abandoned oak tree and made it your hideout. you'd climb the branches and pretend to cast spells while ness laughed and laughed. you didn't like how hollow his magenta eyes looked now.
it didn't take long to reach the tree, and you immediately climbed the lowest branches while ness stood behind and fiddled with a string on his sweater. "ness," you called down, gesturing for him to follow. when he didn't, you jumped back into the dirt and leaned against the bark. "how have you been?"
the question drew a surprised scoff from him. "how have i..? where have you been? you gave no warning before leaving me completely alone, and now you return like things haven't changed? i'm different now, y/n. i'm not that stupid kid who believed in magic and fairytales anymore."
"i didn't—"
"you could have called. emailed. written a letter. something to let me know you still cared. that you were okay."
"ness," you began softly, stepping forward to cup his hand between yours. "please. let me explain." you told him how your parents woke you in the middle of the night, hurriedly tossing your essentials into a suitcase before shoving it into your hands. they told you you had to go, but that you'd be okay and they'd see you soon. you remember your mother kissing your forehead, and when you woke, you were somewhere else. somewhere with magic.
you watched ness's eyes fill with skepticism that didn't fade, even after finishing your story. he shook his head and stepped out of your grasp. "i don't believe you."
you’d wished he had, but you prepared for the worst. nodding, you slowly reached into your bag and retrieved three things: a glass bottle of water, a small container of salt, and a slightly used wax candle. you ignored ness as you sat on the ground and opened the salt container, drawing a small circle in the dirt after clearing a flat space.
placing the water in the center, you lit the candle with a blink and held it in your hands as ness dropped across from you. “how did you..?”
“this was your favorite as a kid, remember? the spell you always wished you knew.” you watched the color drain from ness’s face. “i—”
“focus on what you lost, ness,” you soothed, keeping your eyes locked on his. ness’s body thrummed with adrenaline and something he hadn’t felt since you left: wonder. he gripped onto that feeling, holding it close to his chest as he remembered what it was like to feel love and happiness and hope for more.
your gasp forced ness to open his eyes, and when he did, he saw the flame of the candle angled away from him and toward you. he didn’t feel any breeze against his exposed skin, nor did the leaves bristle.
“a spell to find what was once lost,” ness breathed, and your eyes glistened when you met his once again. “what did you lose, ness?”
