katstarry

[katstarry]

WHERE ARE ALL THE CARMEN BERZATTO FICS I AM STARVING 😭😭😭

#the bear #carmen berzatto #carmen berzatto x reader

[katstarry]

city of stars

rockstar!eddie munson x actress!reader

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summary: eddie and you see each other at an awards ceremony, years after your break up.

warnings: angst? bittersweet? fluff? how the breakup happened can be up to you!

inspired by the movie la la land :) the upside down does not exist here! i also have no clue how this industry works, so sorry if something isn’t right or doesn’t make sense lol and i wrote this at 3am! sorry for any mistakes.

the lights were blinding as he steps out of the expensive car. it’s surreal, the cameras begin to flash as he walks to the crimson carpet, his date by his side.

his partner was nominated for an awards that night, hence why he’s attending the ceremony. they’re both ushered to walk to the center of the carpet for photos. he positions his hand onto his dates waist and smirks to the cameras, instinctively posing.

the cameramen shout their names for their attention, choruses of “eddie! eddie! over here!” and “beautiful couple! amazing!” as they walk off the carpet, onto the interviews. they ask his date the standard questions, “what’re you wearing tonight?”, “i see you’ve brought yourself a date!”, “see you’ve both been going strong!”

he smiles as he lingers behind, answering when he needed to. having previously too busy with tours and recordings, he didn’t have a proper chance to attend a ceremony like this with his current girlfriend. it’s been nearly a year since they’ve both been official, and he thinks that she might be the one.

as they both take their seats where the event will take place, he takes everything in.

looking around himself, he takes a deep breath, allowing his mind to wander.

he really made it.

thinking back, it’s been nearly 6 years since he left his hometown of hawkins, indiana to move to the chaos of california.

he wonders how everyone is, his old friends, what the small town is like now. what do they think of him now?

he wonders how you are. he’s heard your name before, in newspapers, in magazines. so he has an inkling that you’re doing amazing, doing everything you’ve ever dreamed of. could you even be here, tonight? he didn’t even know who else was nominated besides his girlfriend.

he looks around the dimly lit room, for a sign, a possibility, just out of curiosity. but he sees no familiar faces of his past.

you’re running late, which has rarely ever happened. you just so happened to have a wardrobe malfunction, a strap of your dress having snapped. luckily, your team fixed it right up, but it pushed the schedule behind.

which brought you to your current dilemma, being stuck in traffic.

robin, who you’ve brought as your plus one, sits by your side.

“oh god, we’re gonna be so late! we’re gonna walk in there while the ceremony has already begun and everyone’s going to know that we’re late! hopefully we don’t walk in when someone’s giving their speech-“

“robin!” you interject her rambling, smiling in amusement, “it’s going to be okay! i’m nervous too, i absolutely hate being late. but we won’t be that late! we’ll most likely get there just as it’s starting.”

she lets out a dramatic sigh as she leans her head back onto the headrest, before sitting up straight, not wanting to mess up her appearance.

“okay, okay. you’re right. it’s gonna be okay.”

you both enjoy the ride as music plays and waste the time talking, then before you know it, you arrive.

getting out the car with robin right behind you, camera’s flash. a sign that you’re in fact, not that late. you smile and walk to the carpet, a routine you’re now used to, but never get tired of. it’s a reminder, that this is what you’ve worked so hard for.

pictures are taken, you pull robin with you for them, she was standing by wanting for you to have your ‘moment’.

both walking off the carpet and semi-speed walking to your seats, you both have big smiles on your faces. the room is dimly lit as you’re both led to your assigned seats for the night, usually you say hello to the other guests, but the night took a turn of events, and you had no time.

it was a big night, the biggest so far for your career as an actress. you were nominated, for one of the biggest awards that night, best leading actress. you were beyond ecstatic from the moment you got the news.

it was a moment of realization, a moment of pure joy.

you met eddie in summer of 1985, after you graduated. you worked at star court mall in a small video store in order to save up money for college.

he had walked in, looking for a star wars movie. which led to a long conversation about star wars.

and the rest was history.

the friendship blossomed into shy glances and flirty comments until eventually, eddie had gotten the courage (after encouragement from his friend and uncle), to ask you out on a proper date. friends to now lovers, you were both inseparable. you helped him with graduating the following year, even attended his graduation. you were his biggest cheerleader.

he’d remember you as long as he lived. you, his first true love. his first example of an unconditional and healthy romantic love.

he’ll never forget your support, the way you encouraged him to keep going to his gigs at the hideout when he would feel like there would be no chance, you sitting at the bar, smiling up at him as he sang and played his guitar. it have him hope, he gained his confidence.

for you, the feeling was mutual. eddie, who would attend every one of your shows, no matter how big or small your role was.

the relationship had lasted four years, the year was now 1989.

1989, the year that eddie was offered his dream.

the hideout had began to gain more clients and corroded coffin began to gain more fans, steadily, they were making progress.

one night had changed everything. the band was approached by a man who claimed to be a part of a record label and had taken an interest in them and gave them his information for when they had made up that night, you were there right beside them.

as the man walked away and out the building, the band erupted into pure happiness, shouts of joy, hugs, faces of shock and in awe.

eddie turned to you, a big grin adorned his face as he embraced you and picked you up, wrapping your arms around his neck, he gave you both a twirl.

“oh my god! eddie! this is amazing!?” you smiled up at him as he placed you back on your feet, his arms still wrapped around your waist, yours now placed onto his shoudlers.

“i still can’t believe that was real, that was real right? that just happened?” he couldn’t contain his joy, “i mean i must be dreaming. there’s an angel looking at me right now.”

you blush, “oh shut up,” you lean up and give him a kiss, “you’re going to say yes, right?”

he looks at his friends over his shoulder, who heard you and look over in anticipation.

eddie looks back at you, “hell yeah we are!”

from the moment the band agreed upon the proposal made to them, the changes came quick.

the label wanted demos for songs that they’ve played at the hideout, which led to them having to travel.

“california?”

“yeah, it’s a long way from here.”

you sit with your legs crossed and pulled up onto the couch and look at eddie, who’s sitting beside you. you’re at his trailer that he shares with his uncle wayne.

he looks at you with anticipation and bites his lips, “do you think i should go?”

“me? eddie, this is entirely up to you. but if you want my opinion, i think that you should definitely go. this is an opportunity of a lifetime! it’s your dream.” you smile at him as you grab his hands, softly squeezing.

he smiles at you, “i jus’ don’t want to be so far from you. i’ve never even been far from home, really. it’s all too fast.”

tears well up in his eyes, causing your own to do the same.

“hey.. i’m always gonna be rooting for you, baby. who knows where this’ll take us? it’s a big change, sure. but we’ll be okay. don’t let me or anyone else stop you from doing this.”

you’re both crying now, it feels different.

“i wish you could come with me.”

you place yourself onto his lap, embracing him as he wraps his arms around your waist. resting your forehead onto his own, tears streaming down both your faces.

“i wish i could too, but i’ll be too busy with college.”

you’d decided to finally attend college, having saved up enough money to afford it. you wanted to continue studying acting, get better at it.

“and when i’m done with that, we can be the iconic couple.”

you both let out teary laughs, “we’ll be okay.”

the ceremony continued on, and finally, the moment comes.

the anticipation of waiting. the nominees for best leading actress being named and some jokes being made, it was exhilarating. beside you, robin takes a hold of your hand, both filled with nervousness.

the feeling was indescribable, the moment that your name was called.

it felt as if you were walking on air, the room was filled with applause, just as it had been throughout the night. but this time it was for you.

you won!

you stood and robin hugged you tightly, you didn’t know how to react as you hugged her back. walking to the stage was the craziest thing you’ve ever done, people shook your hand, congratulating you. some were people you looked up to, people you admired.

going up the steps, you greet the people on stage and accept your award. looking out into the crowd, you meet robin’s gaze, whose already smiling right back at you with tears in her eyes.

feeling your own fill with tears, you walk to the microphone to give your speech.

you open your mouth, and words momentarily fail you.

“wow.” you laugh, “this- this is something that i truly never would’ve thought i would receive. and to be here,” you look at the award in your hands and back up to the crowd, “with you all, is so crazy!”

“i want to thank everybody who has helped me make this dream come true.” you take a small moment to gain your composure, that moment, was when you saw him.

“wow.” you couldn’t believe he was there. the room laughs, thinking your reaction was from the award, not from seeing your past lover.

“i want to congratulate the other nominees, who i admire and am in awe of all that you do. and i want to thank my team, my friends, my family, my fans!”

you look over at eddie once again in the crowd, smiling with tears in both your eyes. it’s like deja vu.

“thank you, for everything.” the sincerity in your voice must be heard by everyone, since the room begins to applaud once again and you’re guided off the stage.

you meant the last part to be directed towards him.

and he knows, because he’ll always know you.

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[katstarry]

anything

eddie munson x reader

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summary: moments shared with eddie throughout your friendship, up until his death.

warnings: ANGST! 😱 mentions of death.

guys i haven’t written in a while and this song has been on repeat this week so this is just something i had an idea of so i’m sorry if it sucks!!! hope u enjoy :)

feedback + reblogs are appreciated! ☆

inspired by anything by adrianne lenker!

it was a summer day and you had just graduated high school.

the day was sunny and hot—a perfect day for going to the local pool.

eddie and you agreed to meet there, it was his idea, wanting to spend some time with you after the ceremony before you had to celebrate with your family.

this would be his second time not graduating.

“eddie don’t beat yourself up over this, i’m sure that next year you’ll be walking that stage. and i’ll be there cheering you on.”

as you both make your way to the pool entrance, he looks over with you with an eyebrow raised.

“don’t give me that look! i mean it.” you give him a playful shove.

“mrs. o’donnell is always on my ass, i doubt that’ll change next year,” he sighed, “plus, it’ll be less fun without you there.”

he wraps an arm over your shoulders as you both make your way to a pair of empty chairs, settling your belongings down onto them.

you had brought some sliced fruit, drinks, sunscreen, and of course a towel.

“y’know i’m not going anywhere anytime soon, we can still see each other as much as we want this summer.” you finish putting down your things and sit on the edge of the chair, applying on sunscreen.

you look over at eddie who’s on his own chair beside your own, “yeah, but what if you change your mind about staying in hawkins? you should be doing bigger things than staying in this dump.”

he looks away from you and leans his head back onto the chair, playing with a strand of hair.

meanwhile, you open the container you had brought with the sliced fruit, eat a piece of apple, and pass the container to eddie. the thought of leaving hawkins was constant, who wouldn’t want to leave after seeing the things that you’ve seen? yet you couldn’t bring yourself to leave, one of the reasons being right beside you.

“i’ll just study here at the community college, see where that takes me. then, who knows what’ll happen?”

leaning back onto your own chair, you look over at eddie. his hair has begun to stick onto his skin from the heat, his loose shirt slightly slipping from his shoulder, the sunlight shining just right, enough for him to look as if he’s glowing.

he turns to look at you, smiling, “you’ll be out in some big city, doing whatever the hell you want! maybe we could even be roommates, like we’ve talked about.”

he grabs a piece of mango and takes a bite, excess juice dripping.

you smile, “yeah that’d be really nice. but for right now, i’m happy where i’m at.”

that year during the end of summer and towards the end of fall, you had your first boyfriend.

the relationship was not super long, and it never felt like there was much progress. he’d take you out to dates, he’d do everything right.

yet there was no true connection. it’s something you realize after the break up. you’d call each other—but no conversation ever had much depth.

but, when you were both together physically, you felt comfortable, you felt wanted. the cuddling, the kissing, you loved all of the relationship related things, and it made you believe you did love him.

it came crashing down when you saw him out with another girl, you were walking out a local coffee shop with robin when you spotted him. his arm linked with hers, no shame as he leaned over to kiss her, smiling.

it’s what lead you breaking down later that day in eddie’s trailer.

you had planned hanging out with him anyways. your now ex knew about your close friendship with eddie and he never seemed to really care. you realize that he never really cared about many things.

trying to act casual after your discovery and confrontation, you should’ve known better. eddie could see right through your act. be it the way you seemed less talkative, less enthusiastic, he knew something was up. he somehow always does.

he was telling a joke, trying to make you feel better—and you love his jokes, even if they’re the cringiest or stupidest ever, you always laugh or make some sarcastic remark—when he finishes telling his joke, you laughed, which made him smile.

both sitting on the couch, he laid his arm behind where you sat, pulling one of his legs up and turning to face you.

“sooo.. you wanna talk about it?”

you turn to him, your face written with confusion, “talk about what?”

“something’s obviously bothering you. and iiii do not like that.” he tilted his head, softly smiling.

“ah, how did you know?” you give him a small smile and look up to his ceiling, letting your head hit the cushions of the couch.

you see him shrug his shoulders from the corner of your eye, “i just know.”

the tears start to form before you even register it happening, and you tell him what happened.

and he’s there, like he always is. he holds you, let’s you cry to him about your ex. not knowing how much he hurts seeing you like this over a douchebag who didn’t deserve you to begin with.

he rubs your back, attempting to calm you down. you hadn’t realized you were clinging onto him, you pull back and just opt to laying your head onto his shoulder, a few start tears falling. he wipes them away and you close your eyes, feeling his hands soothe you.

that’s when you knew.

it all happened too quick, so suddenly.

one moment you were at the basket ball game, cheering lucas on.

the next eddie was on the run for supposed murder.

and now he was laying in front of you, on the ground.

dustin was kneeled with you, but the ringing in your ears blocking everything else out. all you could see was blood and all you could hear was your ragged breathing.

soon, your vision became blurry, tears clouding your vision. in one quick moment, you were back to the present. a shout. someone was yelling, you look in front of you and you see dustin crying, eddie on his lap.

you reach for eddie’s hand, intertwining it with your own, the other wiping tears away from his face. it was now your turn to wipe away his tears, but you would’ve preferred it to be over some girl, rather than it be because of what’s to come.

his hand is already startling cold, yet you still feel him tighten his hold on you.

“eddie, you gotta keep breathing alright? we’re gonna get you out of here. dustin! we have to get him out of here!” you look over at dustin, who heard you and you both move to get up, but eddie stops you both.

“no. no—” he momentarily chokes on his own blood that gathered in his mouth. he doesn’t let go of your hand and grabs dustin’s before he could get up.

“what do you mean no?!” you cry, moving to get up again.

“s-stop! there’s no,” he gulps, “no way i’ll be able to—” he coughs, blood splattering as he does so, you use the sleeve of your shirt to shakily clean his chin, “make it.”

he looks at you, and that’s when you see. that’s when you see he’s not changing his mind, he’s not going to let you and dustin pull him back.

a part of you knows, the logical part of you, that he won’t be able to make it. that it’ll be too late by the time you pull him back home.

so you cry, you cling to him. dustin cradles eddie’s head on his lap once again, you both cling to him.

“please. please don’t.” you say between sobs, your head on his chest, his heart beat still present, your hand still in his.

he doesn’t reply, he can’t. blood blocks him from saying anything else, so he brings your intertwined hands shakily up to his lips, kissing your hand. you bring your head up to look at him, and that’s when you knew.

that’s when you knew, everything was reciprocated. you don’t know how, but you did.

you both just know each other too well, but apparently not this.

he looked at you and attempted to smile, the three of you crying. already grieving what’s to come and what could’ve been.

you shake your head, “this isn’t fair! you never should’ve been a part of any of this mess! i—i tried so hard, so hard to keep you away from all of this. but it wasn’t enough.”

laying your head back onto his chest, you feel his free hand move to your back. the familiar feeling of him soothing you, rubbing your back, making you cry harder.

then suddenly, it all stopped.

it’s like time stopped all at once.

the movements on your back were gone, the soft heartbeat had stopped.

you could’ve sworn that in that moment, yours had too.

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[katstarry]

i have so many ideas for fics but i can’t seem to put them into words 👹

#miguel o’hara x reader #ellie williams x reader

[katstarry]

your lips, my lips

ellie williams x fem!reader

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summary: being there throughout basically her whole life, you form a friendship with ellie. the line of being friends or something more becomes blurry. best friends to lovers!!

warning: a make out sesh? idk if i would call it that they just kiss lol and this is probably the shortest thing i’ve ever written tbh

feedback + reblogs are appreciated! ☆

inspired by apocalypse by cigarettes after sex!

you’ve never been much of a fan of physical affection.

the only occurrences of physical affection is when you’re in a relationship, somehow it comes naturally when it’s with a significant other.

so why does it come so naturally whenever you’re with ellie?

you’ve never been so affectionate with your other friends, but with ellie.. things are just different. you allow yourself to hug her, lean on her, grab her arm, any sort of physical touch. compared to your other friends, where there’s only an occasional hug or just a side hug.

you’re in denial of your feelings, blaming the events you’ve both been through together causing you to be so protective of ellie, be so drawn to her, always wanting her close.

it was only a matter of time before it all became too much; you just dreaded the day it would come to light, the fear of ruining such a meaningful and important relationship with someone who’s such a big part of your life. the glances you both give each other, the touches that linger, becoming too much. tricking your mind into thinking she feels the same, hope that there’s a chance.

you held onto that small bit of hope.

ellie’s arms were wrapped around you as your head lay on her chest, feeling it rise and fall as she took each breath, hearing the rhythmic sound of her heart.

you could stay like this forever.

you move yourself closer to her, wrapping your own arms around her waist, begging that she couldn’t hear or feel your own heart.

“what’re you thinking about?” she asked quietly, having been laying on her bed in comfortable silence for a few minutes now.

“how peaceful this is.” you reply, just as quietly. “it’s like we’re in our own little world.”

ellie began to subconsciously draw circles onto your back, causing you to suppress a shiver due to her simple touch.

you move your head slightly upwards in order to have a view of her face, only to find her focus already being on you.

a soft smile forms onto her face, lost in thought.

“what are you thinking about?” you nudge her playfully.

she hesitates for a moment, eyebrows furrowing, before answering.

“how beautiful you look right now.”

your face becomes hot.

“oh, shut up.” you laugh as you turn your head back down, trying to hide how flustered she’s got you, missing the slight look of disappointment from ellie.

there was a short moment of silence before you hear her voice again.

“i mean it.” she breathes out, her tracing on your back stopping.

you look back up to her, finding her gaze already on you yet again. a look of determination and sincerity covered her face.

her hand comes up to your face, causing you to lean into her touch without much thought.

“thank you.” you didn’t know what to say. yes, she’s given you compliments before, many causing your heart to pick up speed and make you kiss her right then and there— but this, this felt different.

you both stare at each other before beginning to laugh, nuzzling your head into the crook of her neck and tightening your hold on her.

“god, we’re so bad at this aren’t we?” she says, her hold on you tightening as well.

you free yourself from her hold, leaning yourself onto one of your elbows so that you’re laying sideways, looking down at her.

“..this?” you ask in disbelief, is this really happening?

you notice ellie’s look, her eyebrows furrowed and avoiding your gaze, realizing that she took your reaction as something negative.

“ellie… what do you mean?”

she meets your gaze once again, eyes slightly wide. “i just—” she sighs before continuing, “maybe i took things the wrong way. i’m sorry.” she moves to get up, feeling embarrassed.

“no, ellie. you didn’t, honestly i thought i was the one who was taking things the wrong way.” you push her back down onto the bed, eyes hopeful and relieved. a smile on your face as you looked down at ellie, who also wore a look of relief—as well as disbelief.

“you’re my best friend, ellie. i love you, but what i feel is so much more than what just a friend should feel.”

she smiles up at you, hands coming to brush away loose strands of hair, once again holding your face.

“well. that’s good. i’m glad we got that straight.” suddenly she grabs your waist, having you lay on top of her. you pull yourself up, now sitting and slightly flustered by the position, “because i love you, too.”

“can i kiss you?” she looks up at you, hands resting on your waist as she awaited for an answer.

you lean down until your close to her face, hands on each side of her head on the bed, caging her in.

“yes.”

with that, she leans up, you meet her halfway and you feel her lips on yours.

and it’s everything you expected it to be.

her lips were slightly chapped, yet soft. her hand coming to the side of your head, you lean into the touch, making the kiss deeper.

you break the kiss once you ran out of air, both of you looking breathless and content.

ellie leans back up and gives you multiple pecks all around your face—as well as your lips, causing you to let out a giggle.

you let yourself lay atop of ellie, feeling her arms wrap around your waist securely.

nothing had ever felt so right.

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[katstarry]

road-trip

eddie munson x reader

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summary: feeling spontaneous, eddie come to pick you up to go on a road trip.

this one’s also kinda short, feedback is appreciated!! <3

you hear a knock at your window, which causes you to stop momentarily in the middle of the room as you were making your way to your bed. once again hearing the noise you slowly pick up the show that was nearest you.

hearing the soft knock again, you slowly walk to the window. quickly opening the blinds you see your boyfriend, eddie.

you let out a deep sigh and opened the window, letting him in.

being clumsy as he is, he trips and falls to the ground with a thud and groan. as he lays on your floor, you throw the shoe that you held onto his back.

this causes him to sit up and look at you, in playful disbelief.

“did you just throw a shoe at me?” a dramatic gasp escapes him and he stands up and tackles you onto your bed, causing you to laugh.

as he stops he leans on one of his elbows to look down at you, his face just inches above yours.

“why are you here, eddie?” you wrap your arms around his neck.

“just wanted to see my very lovely partner.” he smiles down at you, leaving a kiss on your forehead.

“mhm, sure. i wouldn’t question it if it wasn’t the fact that it’s literally,” you look over to the clock sitting on your bedside table, “1:32 am?” looking back at him.

he smiles at you, getting up from his position over you, he lends out a hand for you to grab.

of course, you grab it. also standing up from your bed as he eagerly starts to open your window back up, a look of confusion settling onto your face.

as he looks back over at you, realizing your confusion, he quickly explains himself.

“let’s go on a road trip!”

you didn’t expect your night to go like this at all.

though you really do not mind it, being used to eddie’s antics now, though at first you weren’t used to the random activities he set up for the two of you.

but now, you just find it all so endearing. the fact that he even thinks about doing things with you, even the simple stuff.

so now here you both were, walking to his van in the middle of the night.

“where are you taking us tonight, munson?” you ask as you both were now settled in and he starts the vehicle.

“i’m not.. really sure.”

you laugh, “it’ll be a surprise then.”

he looks over at you one last time, quickly reaching over to give you a peck on your cheek, before he pulls out the driveway and sets off for the unknown journey ahead.

laying on the damp grass of a random field late at night, you didn’t realize could be such a wonderful feeling.

especially with eddie munson laying so close right beside you.

looking over at him, you watch as he stares into the star filled sky. his hair sprawled out around him with the moonlight shining onto his features. you were so in love.

you were broken out of your trance as you realize he turned his face towards you as well. feeling your cheeks flush at being caught, you just smile over at him, returning your own gaze back to the sky.

“heey, why’d you look away? i was enjoying the view.” he poked your cheek, intertwining his hand with yours, he kisses your conjoined hands. while with the other arm he leans on his elbow. just as he did earlier in your bedroom.

giving in, you turned back to face him.

“god, you’re so gorgeous.” he leans down to kiss you, freeing your hand and cupping your cheek.

you lost track of time as you and eddie lay on the field. but soon he was unwrapping his arm from your shoulders, pulling his head away from your neck (though not before leaving one last kiss there), and helping you stand once again, leading you back to his van.

noticing that it’s now very late, eddie decides to book a room at a small motel that he saw on the way.

you both walk into the room and you immediately take off your shoes and throw yourself onto the bed, face down.

soon later you hear eddie do the same, a larger weight is felt above you.

eddie has jumped right on top of you, on your back. literally sandwiching you between him and the old mattress. you could’ve sworn your whole life flashed before your eyes.

“eddie!” your voice was muffled due to it being smushed halfway into the mattress. though he knew you weren’t truly harmed, since you were laughing hysterically.

“get off of me you idiot!” you tired to wiggle yourself out from under him, but he would not budge.

he laughed as he remained in place, soon you stopped moving and gave up.

“i’m gonna pass out from lack of oxygen, y’know?”

“pfft, don’t be so dramatic!” he wrapped his arms around your waist and turned you over, now you were laying on your back as he hovered over you.

taking in a dramatic amount of air, “i can breathe again!”

he rolled your eyes at you playfully as he set himself beside you, pulling up the covers and you joining in soon after.

he pulled you in close, an arm wrapped around your middle as you placed your head against his chest, legs intertwining. you felt safe and so at peace like this.

“goodnight sweetheart, i love you.”

you could hear that he was on the brink of falling asleep, voice soft and low, which brought a soft smile to your face.

“goodnight baby, i love you.”

you thought he didn’t hear you, since his chest was rising and falling steadily, assuming he was now asleep. but soon as now you were falling asleep, you feel a kiss to the top of your head, then falling into slumber soon after.

waking up to the sound of birds and sunlight on your face, you take a deep breath and look up to see your boyfriend still sound asleep.

leaning up to place a kiss to his cheek, you feel him start to wake up, hand around you slightly tightening.

he rubs his eyes with his other hand and opens them to look at you, a soft smile forming onto his lips.

“well good morning, beautiful.” he pulls you in for a kiss.

“good morning, sleepy head.” you pull away and sit up to stretch, him following suit.

“we should probably be heading out soon..” he says with a yawn.

“mmm.. yeah. how about some breakfast? we should look for a diner or something close by.”

he wraps his arms around you as you both sit on the bed, face snuggling into your neck.

“that is a good idea.”

both now sat a booth in a small diner, he sat in front of you, looking at the menu that was given upon arrival and wearing a concentrated expression.

“there’s so much delicious looking stuff here, i can’t just choose one!”

he drops down the menu and picks up his drink, looking over at you, who’s already prepared on what to order.

“what are you gonna get?” he sets down his drink and crosses his arms on the table, squinting his eyes at you, and leaning forward.

“just some pancakes.” you shrug smiling at him.

“‘just some pancakes’ you say!” he lifts his arms up and drops them back down onto the table. the rings he wore making noise, causing a few others to look over.

“yes, eddie!” you laugh.

he sighs, “y’know what actually, i’ll get that too, then. i have no idea what to choose.”

he suddenly gets an idea.

“we could share! like those cheesy movies that you like to watch.”

his long outstretched legs under the table bump into yours, though he doesn’t care to move them and leaves them against your own.

“oh please, you have to admit you secretly love them. you sit through each and every one i put on.”

“pfft! i have no idea of what you’re talking about.”

he grabs his drink once again and takes a sip from the straw.

“just admit it, you’re a big softie.”

you see him blush, rolling his eyes at you and playfully bumping his legs against yours once again.

“yeah, yeah. whatever you say.” he grabs one of your hands across the table, smiling at you.

after you both ate the shared order of pancakes, you sit for a while at the booth still. making conversation and goofing around. though soon you both knew you would have to go back home sooner or later.

walking out the diner hand in hand, you feel grateful to have eddie as your boyfriend. no matter what other people say about him, seeing him be so vulnerable and just so himself around you makes your heart beat speed up just at the mere thought of him.

“m’lady.” he opens the passenger door for you, bowing and making a motion his his free arm that isn’t holding the door.

you get in as he walks over to the drivers seat, getting in and starting up the engine.

he looks over at you to see you staring at him, blush once again creeping up his face.

“what? do i have maple syrup on my face?”

you shake your head, lean over and give him a kiss, leaving him flustered as he pulls out of the diner’s parking lot.

“should we just keep driving? see how far we go? i would love that, y’know, just you and me.”

upon your words he grabs your hand with one of his, bringing it up to his lips, meanwhile the other stayed on the wheel.

“i would also love that. maybe during summer break, we should do this again.”

you nod your head, though he didn’t see it since his eyes were on the road. your thoughts being filled with pure adoration and love, knowing that you’ll always love him.

unbeknownst to you, his own thoughts were filled with the same as yours.

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[katstarry]

mixtapes

eddie munson x reader

masterlist ☆

summary: on eddie’s birthday, you give him a gift that makes him fall even harder for you.

kinda proud of this idea i had.. was smiling so hard mannnn i hope i wrote the idea i had in my head well enough for you guys to feel what i was feeling :)

also writing this made me realize i don’t know exactly how mixtapes work.. but let’s ignore reality rn and ignore the mistakes!! 😄

feedback is appreciated! <3 two works in one night? who am i

you were on your way to eddie’s trailer. that’s where you had told the hellfire club to meet up, since it was his birthday today.

parking your car in front of his home, you got out and walked up the steps, knocking on the door.

behind it revealed eddie, who was expecting you.

“hey, gorgeous.” he moved out of the way to let you in, keeping one of the doors open, knowing the rest will soon come.

a beautiful smile covered his features as he embraced you in a big hug, giving you a tight squeeze.

“happy birthday, baby.” you leaned up to give him a sweet kiss, causing yourself to smile feeling his own lips on yours.

he was completely whipped for you, and everyone knew.

both of you were so in love with each other, though in public he wasn’t big on pda, still everyone just knew by the way he treated you and looked at you.

whether it be something as small as holding your hand, waist, or an arm over your shoulder, or lovingly staring at you as you talked, the constant need to be around you, it was just perfect.

“thank you sweetheart.” he let go of you as he leaves one more peck to your cheek before moving to the small kitchen and grabbing something to drink, offering you something as well.

not too long after, the rest of his friends arrived as well.

they had brought a cake and all sorts of snacks to celebrate their friends birthday.

as you all finished eating and cleaned up the place, you all sat in the living room. it was time to give eddie his gifts.

as you saw his friends give him their gifts, it was finally your turn.

giving him a small bag, he opened it and revealed new guitar picks and a few rings you found at the thrift shop, thinking he’d absolutely love them.

which he absolutely did.

immediately, he put them on and got up from the spot on the floor and kissed you. causing dustin to dramatically protest.

“hey, get a room you two!”

“shut it, henderson.”

eddie pulled away and jokingly glared at dustin, pointing a finger at him.

the interaction caused you to laugh, blush creeped onto your face and you leaned back into the couch.

as it got darker outside, everyone said their goodbyes and left. leaving you and eddie on your own.

he closed the door and turned to you.

“well, looks like it’s just you and me left princess.”

he jumped to the space beside you on the couch and wrapped himself around you. cuddling.

you laughed into his neck and wrapped your arms around his waist. feeling him relax on top of you.

“do you want to go lay on your bed?” you play with his hair as you wait for an answer.

“yes, please!” he immediately gets up, stretching a hand out to you, which you gladly grab.

he pulls you into his room and shuts the door. jumping into the bed he opens his arms and looks at you, expecting you to join him and have a nice cuddling session.

“wait! i have go get something out of my car.”

his arms fall to his sides and let’s out a very dramatic groan in protest.

“i’ll be quick, i promise!” you tell as you run out the door and go to your car.

you grab the small box in the passenger seat and smile to yourself. walking quickly into the trailer and making sure to lock the front door, you enter eddie’s room again.

you were met with eddie dramatically sprawled out on his bed, laying face down, with his head on the pillow.

“eddie, you idiot. i’m back. see? i told you i’d be quick, wasn’t even a minute!” you sat on the side of his bed and playfully shoved his head.

he turned his head slightly and opened an eye.

“is it.. really.. you?” he jumped out of his position and was now sitting up, “it’s been.. ages! you’re finally back!” flailing his arms around he wrapped you into an embraced and jokingly cried onto your shoulder.

“here i thought that i would never see you again, my beloved.” he held your hand and held it to his chest. acting as if he were wiping tears away with his other.

playfully rolling your eyes at his antics, you decided to play along with his dramatics.

you wiped away the invisible tears, “i am back! and i have came with a gift as my recompense, do not cry!”

his act faltered as he looked at the box in your hands, eyes softening, one hand still holding yours.

“sweetheart, but you already gave me a gift? there was no need for another.” he moved his gaze to look back up at you, giving your hand a squeeze.

you knew he didn’t like you wasting your money on him, but honestly, you didn’t have to spend much for this.

“i know, i know. buuut, i wanted to give this to you.” you pushed the box to him, biting your lip as you waited in anticipation.

he smiled at you and leaned to give you another kiss to your lips, grabbing the box he glanced over at you.

“open it.” you smiled as he did.

watching carefully as he did, he gently grabbed the first one, a mixtape.

you pulled your feet up onto the bed and crossed your legs, leaning your head onto your hand, waiting for a reaction.

he looked at it carefully, the first case had a small polaroid of you both hugging, it was taped to the front. he remembered the day, you both spent the day doing absolutely nothing. just stayed in and enjoyed the other’s company. on the small space at the bottom, was just his name written in sharpie with a small heart beside it.

he looked up at you, only to see you waiting expectantly.

“a mixtape? you made this?”

you smiled and felt your face heat up, “yeah.”

he opened it and a small piece of paper fell out. a small track list of the songs you had put onto it. they were all definitely songs you listened to.

he smiled and looked at you, turning the paper to you.

“that cassette has songs i’ve listened to and reminded me of you. they’re probably definitely songs you wouldn’t listen to.. but you better listen to them anyways.”

you jokingly pointed a finger at him threateningly as he raised his arms up.

“yes ma’am!” as he read the list over, he wore a fond smile and closed the case shut.

“i hope you know that even if i don’t listen to what you listen to, these are definitely my top favorites now, by the way.” he carefully put it back into the box, pulling the other out.

you laughed, “you haven’t even listened to them yet!” scooting closer to him, you now sat by his side, laying your head onto his shoulder.

“doesn’t matter.” he kissed the top of you head as he looked over the next one.

this one had another polaroid, but it was of him with his guitar in a funny pose as you took the picture.

he laughed at the memory. it was when you both had just recently started dating, you had came over and asked him to play something on his guitar for you once you saw it.

and of course, he did.

once again on the small space at the bottom was just his name and another heart.

his heart swelled with adoration as he took in your gift.

you had made this? for him? you took your own time and thought, to make something for him.

he carefully opened the case, another piece of paper, with another list. this time though, it was of names he recognized. his favorite singers and bands.

he looked down at you on his shoulder.

“on this one.. uh. well, i gave a listen to your favorite artists and i chose my favorites.” you nervously gulped.

“i dunno, i just thought it was a cool thing y’know?i know music is something that you love. and i know.. you love these bands and singers so i.. chose my favorites from theirs and thought, ‘hey! now when he hears these he’ll think of me’ or yeah.” you realize you started rambling and shy away deeper into his neck.

“sweetheart.” he pulled away and grabbed the sides of your face, making you look at him.

you realize now the tears welled up in his eyes.

“eddie..” you reached up as you cupped his face.

he smiled and shook his head, “i can’t believe you made this. i.. how are you so amazing? huh?” he laughed tearfully as he pulled away and put a hand to his hip, causing you to break a smile.

“i’ll be treasuring these for the rest of my life.” he grabs both the cases and hugs them to his chest.

“best birthday gifts, ever.” he grabs the first one and stands up.

“wait no don’t!” you sit up straight, realizing he stood to put the tape into his stereo to listen to it.

he stopes midway of putting it in, turning his head to face you.

“wait until i leave, okay?”

he throws his head back and rubs his hands along his face.

“you’re gonna be the death of me!” he pulls out the tape and sets it back into its case.

rejoining you in his bed, he tackles you. leaving you entrapped once again by him laying on top of you, head in your neck.

“i love you.” the words were muffled due to his face being buried in your neck.

you smiled, though it was not the first time he said it, each time made you feel the same way it had made you feel the first time.

“i love you too.” you kissed the top of his head.

he leans up to look at you now, “seriously though. thank you, y/n.” his eyes still a bit watery.

you move his long hair out of his face, the adoration and love in his gaze making you melt.

he leans up and kisses you, really kisses you. one of his hands coming up to cup one of your cheeks and the other combs through your hair.

while your arms wrap around his neck.

“what did i do to deserve you?” he pulls away and looks at you.

faces just an inch apart, you could see all of his beautiful details. the colors in his eyes to the small bumps on his face. he’s so real, and he’s yours.

“i could ask you the same thing.” playing with the hair on his neck, he shakes his head, smile on his lips and leans his forehead to yours.

“i really wish i could stay the night.” you close your eyes, his proximity is intoxicating.

“you caaan.” he kissed your forehead and lays next to you now, facing you, an arm lazily draped over your middle.

“i could, but my parents would kill me.” you smile over at him as he lets out a deep sigh.

“one day if i’m in a rebellious mood i’ll do it. but, i know you’re dying to listen to those tapes.”

you get up from the bed and stretch.

“i really wish you could stay though.” he pouted at you from his laying position.

you sighed, “i know, i do too.”

he got up and walked you to your car, with one last kiss and goodbye, he stood outside until he saw your car safely go out onto the road before he ran back into his room and immediately played those tapes.

safe to say the next day once he saw you, you were immediately attacked with kisses and hugs. his mind completely sealed on that you were the one, and that he was so hopelessly in love.

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[katstarry]

head over heels

eddie munson x reader

masterlist ☆

summary: eddie is instantly drawn to you when you come to pick up the kids from one of their hellfire meetings.

this man has taken over my thoughts fr, if something happens to him in vol 2…

also, since i’m now in summer break hopefully i start to write more than like once every few months! i’m so sorry about that lmao!!!

not my gif!

inspired by head over heels by tears for fears :)

you’ve been friends with lucas, dustin, mike, and max ever since everything with the demogorgons went down.

you didn’t even mean to get involved in the first place.

being friends with robin, you came by one day to say hello. only to be pulled into the back room of scoops ahoy to help translate a mysterious tape recording.

and since then, everything changed.

and now here you were a year later, pulling up to hawkins high to pick up a group of children from their D&D club meeting.

it seemed too crazy, it was your final year in high school. you never saw yourself befriending the freshmen and even steve harrington.

as you parked your car you see them all walk out, looking cheerful and excited from the game they had just played, bringing a pleased smile to your face, seeing them happy is all that mattered to you ever since what happened.

seeing them look around the parking lot for you, you rolled down the window of your car.

“hey guys! i’m over here!” you outstretched your hand out the window waving them over.

watching them say their goodbyes, you don’t notice how eddie looks at you.

he’s immediately entranced.

he recognizes you now. you both shared a few classes and has seen you in the cafeteria, you always said hello to mike and dustin on your way to your table with your friends.

he never thought much about it.

his small moment was interrupted by dustin.

“eddie! hellooo? earth to eddie!” dustin dramatically waves his hands infront of him, blocking his view from you.

“yeah, yeah what is it henderson?” eddie puts his hands on his waist.

“oh just y’know me and mike are about to leave, oh and you were just there staring like a creep.”

“i have no idea what you’re talking about. now, move along! don’t keep a lady waiting, henderson!”he shoo’s away dustin and mike as he glances back at you, only to find you already looking at their interaction, actually smiling.

and eddie thinks he might just faint from seeing you smile at him. you wave at him shyly as he returns it.

eddie doesn’t understand why such a small interaction caused his thoughts to be all about you.

he started to notice you a lot since then. in your shared classes, in the hallways, at lunch, and every time you come to pick up the kids from meetings.

and now it was lunch time.

as he sat himself down at his usual table, the rest of his friends were already in conversation.

he saw you were on you were about to pass by their table, waving to mike and dustin.

what he didn’t expect was for you to wave at him as well this time, with yet another one of your smiles.

he was so caught off guard, but he waved back anyways.

none of the other guys seemed to care or notice about it, but in the inside he felt on fire.

what the hell is going on with him!

on the other hand, as you sat with your own friends at your table, you felt so embarrassed.

you did it totally without thinking. you’ve never even talked to him!

robin, who was beside you, nudged you with her elbow.

of course she noticed.

“okay, what was that?” she turned to you with a grin of her own.

“i have no idea! i don’t know, i just did it without thinking. but.. i mean it’s no big deal right? i’ve seen him plenty of times.” you shrug as you start eating your lunch food.

“are you kidding? he’s totally into you y/n.” narrowing her eyes at you.

“robin! i literally just waved?” you laughed.

“oh please! he literally looks at you all the time! please tell me you’ve at least noticed that before.”

you turned to look at her, furrowing your eyebrows. has he been?

you watch as she dramatically groans and rubs her hands on her face.

“maybe if he’s so interested, as you say, he would’ve definitely talked to me by now. he’s eddie munson. he’s always so.. y’know.. him.”

“what does that even mean.” she’s now resting her head on one of her hands that’s leaning on the lunch table.

“he’s outspoken? i don’t know. i just feel like he would’ve said something by now.” as you finish your food you push the tray slightly away and turn to face your friend now, who’s face now wears another smile.

“maybe, you make him nervous.”

you playfully scoff. “oh please, i don’t think something like that would make him nervous.”

she shrugs, still smiling.

“i think, that you should turn around right now. he’s looking at you, again.”

she nods her head slightly as she notices your hesitation.

you sigh, slowly turning your head, only to find that she was right.

though he immediately turns his gaze away and back into the very animated conversation with his friends. you turn back around to robin, as she gives you a satisfied smile.

okay.. yeah. so maybe robin could be right.

as the school day ended, everyone went out the building to get home.

you were walking out the doors as you saw eddie standing outside talking with the hellfire group.

you were contemplating on walking up to say hi.

realizing that you were just awkwardly standing and looking, you decide to walk up to them.

what the hell are you doing.

you could just walk by and say hi as you usually do, but you realize you just want an excuse to talk to eddie.

that’s why you were nervous.

taking a small deep breath, as you reach nearer, most of the people he was talking to began to leave, saying their goodbyes. even dustin and mike were leaving.

oh no.

you could just turn the other way, easily.

you decide not to. it won’t be awkward right? what’s the worst that could happen.

he was about to walk away when you finally reached him.

“hey eddie!” you hoped that you didn’t sound so awkward.

he turned around at the sound of your voice. slight surprise in his face, he was biting his bottom lip and his eyebrows were slightly raised.

“oh y/n, hey!” his usual demeanor was back. his arms went up and a bright smile on his face.

god he felt as though he was on fire as you walked up to him.

his heart rate sped up, you were actually talking to him.

your face flushed as you came to a stop in front of him. suddenly realizing how tall he actually was.

“what’s up?” oh god. what’s up? seriously? that’s all you could come up with?

“oh y’know i was just about to go home. and you? what’re you up to y/l/n?” he crossed his arms over his chest.

now you felt as though you were going to faint. he kept staring at you, waiting for your response as you both walked to the parking lot.

“yeah, yeah! me too.” you cleared your throat as you suddenly had an idea. “you know, we should hang out sometime.”

wow, where did that confidence come from?

“really? i mean, yeah! we totally should! what did you have in mind?”

oh, you haven’t thought about that.

as you thought of an answer you placed your hands into the pockets of your sweater. “uh.. i mean we could just..”

he seemed to notice your struggle and smiled, “we could just watch a movie? or something.”

you smiled back up at him. “yeah! i’d really like that.”

“at my place? if that’s alright with you.”

you didn’t even notice that you’ve both stopped at your car now.

“yeah, that’s cool with me.”

he nodded his head with a smile still on him, his long hair swaying with the action.

you opened the door to your car and grabbed a random piece of paper and a pen.

he watched as you scribbled something down. a curious look on his face.

you outstretched your hand with the paper to him.

it was your phone number.

he hoped you didn’t see the blush that spread across his face right now.

“call me, yeah?”

“oh i will, sweetheart.”

you laughed as you got into your car and he walked away to his own.

he felt so giddy and hopeful, looking forward to the rest of the day to see you once again. maybe this could be a beginning to something wonderful.

a/n: feedback is appreciated! :) this is kinda short and i just wanted to put something out there lol!!

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[katstarry]

for the better

battinson!bruce wayne x reader

masterlist ☆

summary: as much as you try to fix the relationship between you and bruce, it seems like it’s never enough.

i have a ton of drafts and decided to finish some!! (finally.) hope you enjoy this bruce fic <3

ngl this is a bit rushed since i’m very tired and this may be ooc, but feedback is still very appreciated!!

inspired by waiting room by phoebe bridgers :)

if you were a teacher, i would fail your class, take it over and over, 'til you noticed me

you tried to not let it bother you, really.

but days turned into weeks and those weeks turned into months. filled only with fleeting moments of seeing each other.

you understood that what he did was important, but you would’ve appreciated at least a bit of him that reciprocated your feelings.

you had caught yourself trying to gain back his attention, knowing it wasn’t what you deserved.

if you were a waiting room, i would never see a doctor, i would sit there with my first aid kit and bleed

sitting at the dining room table with alfred after waking up to yet another empty bed, you sipped the coffee you had made, looking off to the large window in front if you.

seriously, you’d never understand why people enjoy having large houses for a small amount of people. it gets so lonely.

usually you would wait the day and help alfred, help dory around the building, or just simply explore the numerous amount of rooms.

but today was different, you were going to go back to the apartment you had before you met bruce. you decided to keep it, wanting to have a place to go if anything went wrong, but mainly to have a piece of independence.

once you’ve finished up the remaining coffee from your cup, you turn to face alfred, who was by your side reading the newspaper.

slightly clearing your throat, you catch his attention, his curious gaze meeting up with yours once he sees your own nervous one.

“is something on your mind today?” he breaks the silence, after being in your presence while bruce was away in the cave, he’s learned to know your habits. how much you’ve grown to care for bruce as much as he has, and what you would do to be there for him.

but of course, one can only be pushed to the edge so much after a period of time.

he had spoke to bruce about it, how you were slowly wearing out from bruce’s absence. but he had only continued to distract himself, which he usually does when something troubles him.

he had hoped that his suspicions about what you were about to say were false, knowing how much you mean to bruce. although he can’t deny how badly he’s been treating you lately.

“well, yes actually,” you nervously looked down at your hands that were folded on top of the table, “i was thinking about going back to my apartment for today.”

“to just get some time for myself, y’know?” you let out a small laugh, “although i’ve been getting plenty.”

you turn your gaze back up to him, “but to clear my head.. at my own place.”

you hadn’t realized the tears that have firmed in your eyes until you felt the tension in your throat.

alfred takes in a deep breath, then nods.

“if you think it would be for the best. i understand why you would want to get out for a bit.”

as you nod he continues, “but.. i’m sure he’ll still ask for your whereabouts once he sees you’re not here tonight.”

biting at the inside of your cheek you look away.

“could you.. can you please not tell him where i’ll be? though i’m sure he’ll find out sooner or later.”

you hear him let out a small sigh as he lays a hand onto your shoulder and responds, “i can do that.”

i want to be the power ballad that lifts you up and holds you down

walking into the apartment you realize how long it’s been since you were last in there.

the place looked gloomy, the grey and rainy climate of gotham really setting the scene and matching your emotional state.

dust settled onto the counters and your bedroom was the same as you had left it.

with a defeated sigh, you dropped the bags you had packed with you onto the floor by the couch, turning to lock the door.

turning back, you dropped yourself onto the said couch. closing your eyes, just for a moment.

you hadn’t realized how much this had taken a toll on you.

maybe you were just being over dramatic. going out at night and doing what he does.. you knew were you were getting yourself into. suddenly you felt guilty. you know that you shouldn’t.

maybe i shouldn’t of had left so suddenly. what was i thinking?

you mentally scolded yourself as you sat up. no, no, no. you weren’t going to blame yourself for this.

you had been there during the past months, for him. you were there when he came back at night, you were there when he was injured, you were there when he wakes up, you were there when he needed you the most. you were always there.

when has he ever been there for you?

when was the last time he had had a full conversation with you? that wasn’t about his batman duties? how king has it been since he asked about you?

when did everything become so one sided? was the question that kept repeating itself through your mind as you finally got up and got ready for bed, and as you drifted off into sleep.

and i can wish all that i want, but it won't bring us together

he sighed as he finally made his way back to the manor. all he wanted to do right now is to climb into bed and hold you.

after everything, he was glad to finally have some sort of constant.

he knew that he had been distant.

alfred had told him about you. he was scared from the thought of you leaving.

but he was too caught up in himself, that he didn’t realize how bad it had truly gotten.

would you leave him?

as he went into the batcave and parked his motorcycle, he took off the helmet and suit, going over the night through the contacts.

though his mind was elsewhere, something didn’t feel right.

he brushed it off as him still being in edge from being batman.

as he made his way up and walked his way to the bedroom, he saw alfred, who was still awake and reading a book by the fireplace.

“hey, alfred.” his voice was tired, the events from tonight finally catching up to him, making him sleepy.

“master wayne, you’re back.” he closed his book and placed it onto the coffee table in front of him.

bruce made his way to stand by the doorframe.

“yes.” he let out a yawn, missing the anxious look from alfred.

“how was your night?”

“not much today. just a couple of thieves. but.. i’m going to go get some rest now.” he turned and continued to make his way towards the bedroom.

where he let himself finally release the tension he had, knowing you’ll be asleep by now, bringing a rare soft smile onto his face.

as he opened the door he doesn’t see the made bed, drowsiness clouding his mind.

he carefully walks over to the drawers and pulls out a pair of comfortable pants and a black shirt, putting them on.

the extreme quietness causes his eyebrows to furrow. normally you would wake from his noise, or at least your evened breaths would carry through the room.

but none of it was there today. as he finishes getting changed for the second time that night he turns back around and finally realizes.

you weren’t there.

immediately he panics.

where have you gone? had you left? had something happened?

no, no. alfred would’ve said something if something bad had happened.

the thought makes him go back out the room and back into where alfred was still seated. his face leaning onto a fist that was resting on the armrest of the seat.

he knew. he knew you were gone. that’s why he was awake now. that’s why he was still waiting for him to come back, knowing he would come with questions.

but does he really want to know why you left? would he want to know the answers?

“y/n left.” bruce had said. already knowing. not even bothering to ask if there were any other explanations.

alfreds nod was the only confirmation he needed.

“where did they go?”

“they had requested for me not to tell you.”

bruce took a deep breath. he already knew where you have gone, your apartment.

but he wasn’t that stupid.

he knew you wouldn’t want him to come over, and he won’t, at least not tonight.

he wanted to have a functional mind when he talks to you tomorrow, so he walked away and got into bed, feeling strange since your presence wasn’t there tonight.

plus, i know whatever happens to me, i know it's for the better

as the morning came, you woke up to the skins of knocking coming from your door.

you rolled onto your back and draped an arm over your eyes.

the knocking continued.

maybe if you keep quiet he’ll think you’re somewhere else.

“(y/n)? if you’re in there.. please, let me talk to you.”

you took your arm off your face. debating if you should get up or not.

but the knocking kept coming.

“okay! alright, i’m coming.”

you got up and stretched, looking at yourself in the mirror and deciding you looked presentable, though he’s seen you at your worst.

finally, you moved in front of the door. suddenly the nerves started to hit you.

ah shit.

now or never, right?

you opened the door to reveal bruce.

“hey (y/n).”

you let him through and closed it after he came in, “hey.”

you both stood there for a moment as you both didn’t know what to say.

it was never like this before.

“you left.” he stated.

you moved to sit at the couch as he followed, sitting beside you.

“yes, i did.”

“i’m sorry.”

you didn’t say anything back. you stared down at your hands, something you did when you were nervous, picking at your nails.

“please, say something.” he turned to face you fully. grabbing your hands and covering them with his own, catching your attention.

“do you even know what you’re saying sorry for, bruce?” you looked up at him to find he was already looking at you.

“i know.. that i’ve been busy, i got too caught up with things. i should’ve just occasionally even try to just sit and talk to you. and i’m sorry. i’m sorry that i’ve became distant and made you worry.”

“bruce..” you sigh, “i know that you’ve been trying. and i’m so proud of you for that. but.. i just.. don’t think this is good for me.”

“what do you mean? what are you saying?” although you know he tries to hide it, you can feel the slight shaking from his hands, or maybe it’s just your own.

“i think we should break up.”

you feel his hands still and you feel like you’re going to suffocate from the tension in the room.

his hands have yet to leave your own.

he lets out a shaky sigh. one hand leaving yours to push through his hair and dragging it down his face.

him now being the one who keeps his gaze down.

you wait for a response, anything. knowing it’s best not to push for a response. letting him take his time.

he starts nodding his head gently as he gives your hands a squeeze and let’s go of them.

the first actual physical contact you’ve had from him apart from the embraces you’ve had at night, which were always short lived since you both fall back into sleep right after.

but this time it was different. you both knew that after this there wouldn’t be anymore of those nights.

“can we.. still talk? from time to time?” he says it so quietly that if you weren’t paying attention you would’ve missed it.

you know about how he has trouble with attachments. something you always understood, but now you’re the one causing him pain. which you hated.

“yes bruce, of course we can.”

you feel a tear come down your face, quickly wiping it away. but he noticed, his own unshed tears filling his eyesight.

he knew he had things to improve himself on.

he had to try to make things right.

so he stood up, you following his actions, leading him to the door.

you both stood at the doorway, after a long period of time of being around each other.. it’ll be strange for the both of you, you both knew.

with hesitation, he asked, “can i hug you?”

you let out a laugh, “yes you can hug me.”

both of you stood there, you didn’t know how long has passed, with your arms around his neck and his own firm around your waist, face against your neck. feeling his tears that fell onto your shoulder.

after he had calmed down, he pulled away and gave you a small smile. one you’ve seen before, but still always made you return one back, loving the way it looks on him.

but for now, he goes on his way back to his own home as you close the door behind him.

both of you choosing to improve on yourselves and maybe, someday, if it’s meant to be, you’ll find each other again.

i know it's for the better, know it's for the better.

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if you ever go

matt murdock x reader

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this one’s kinda short!

summary: after a day at work you, foggy, karen, and matt go out for the night. not knowing that everything would suddenly change.

this is inspired by some videos that i watched about how matt would react to the blip happening!! kinda rushed bc it’s 3am so if there are mistakes i’m sorry!

also inspired (sorta) by the song like you do by joji bc i was listening to it as i wrote this

matt let out a yawn as he stood to grab his jacket to get ready to leave the office.

the four of you had planned to go out today, deciding that it’ll be good to get out more instead of being in the building so much.

you were all walking out the building, heading towards josies.

matt felt your arm wrap around his, he knew that you already knew that he didn’t need it. he smiled anyways, loving the feeling of your closeness.

he moved his arm down and grabbed your hand in his own, feeling your face heat up even though you both held hands frequently.

“okay lovebirds, no need to rub your love all over our faces, alright. we’re here, so let’s get drunk!” foggy opened the door as we walked in, shutting it behind us.

“i’ll go get the drinks for us!” karen went to order as the rest of us found our usual spot to sit at.

soon after karen came back with the drinks, situating herself beside foggy.

“this is nice right guys? all of us, together. we should do it more often again.” foggy took a large sip from his drink and set it back down.

you laughed, “yeah, we really should.” you took a sip from your own glass as you felt matt rest one of his arms at the back of your chair, seeing him smile to himself.

after having a few more drinks you all decided to play a couple of rounds at the pool table.

“i don’t understand how you keep beating me.” sighing in defeat, foggy rubbed his face with his hands, shaking his head.

“sorry foggy, maybe i just have good luck.” matt leaned on the pool table, holding the pool stick in between his legs.

“or maybe it’s those freaky super abilities of yours.” foggy said as he let out a yawn.

“maybe y/n is just too good of a teacher.” karen said, who sat at a table close to where we were at.

matt smiled, “maybe it’s time to go. it’s pretty late and foggy’s close to falling asleep standing.”

upon hearing matt’s words, foggy shook his head to keep himself awake.

“what?! not true. i’m wide awake right now. but yes, i say it’s pretty late too.”

you guys gathered all of your stuff together and got ready to leave for the night.

“matt, do you want to stay over tonight? you can come over once you’re done.. doing what you do.”

as you all waited for karen to come back from the bathroom, you all sat at your previous spots, matt wrapping an arm around your waist, your head on his shoulder, feeling tired.

“i will.” he kissed the top of your head as karen made her way back to you guys.

“alright then, ready to go.” she said.

as you were all ready to walk out the door, people start to scream. you felt matt’s hold on you become tighter.

“what’s going on?” his senses couldn’t figure out what was happening.

he tried to focus on the people around him but it’s like the bar that once was filled with people just.. disappeared.

he tried to hear the hearts of them, but they were just gone. his own starting to become frantic, he moved quickly as he lead you out of josies, foggy and karen following.

“what did you see? what’s happening in there?” matt demanded, but it’s like you were all in shock.

“they all just.. they- disappeared. just became dust.” you sounded out of breath, you couldn’t understand what was happening, what was happening?

matt felt you look over at karen, feeling your horror.

no. no. no, no.

“karen.” you stepped closer to her, the three of you trying to make sense of what was occurring.

“y/n.” she looked over at foggy, at you, at matt. at her hands and body that were disappearing.

you tried to keep your composure. hugging her tightly, the feeling of her arms equally returning the force, a feeling that suddenly wasn’t there in matter of seconds.

matt stood in shock, foggy as well.

they were soon knocked back to there senses as they realized you were breaking down.

matt kneeled to your side, foggy placing a hand to your back.

“she- she’ll be back right? what is this? what’s causing this?”

foggy let out a choked sob, the three of you in a group hug over where the fourth would have been standing only a minute ago.

“foggy,” matt tilted his head over to where his best friend is, moving over to him.

“i’m not imaging this right?” foggy whispered.

you looked over at him, seeing his arm gone, shaking your head.

with his other arm he wrapped it around matt, trying to stay. but just like karen, he was gone.

matt’s breathing was irregular at this point, he reached for you.

you scooted over to him, letting him wrap his arms around you tightly once again.

being in each other’s embrace, afraid one or the other will be next to leave.

matt having his senses overloaded, heading the screaming, the crashes, the heartbeats.

he couldn’t lose you too. he couldn’t, he can’t.

he leaned his head further into the crook of your neck, breathing you in and feeling your body shake from being terrified and crying, your grip on him tight.

“matt, we’ll be okay.” he heard your voice and he only slightly moved his head up to where he knew you could see him.

his breathing became more even as he listened to your beating heart, rapid, but still familiar and calming.

he felt your grip loosening, your heart evening out.

he tried to force himself it was you just calming down.

he felt you move your hands up to his face, giving him a sweet kiss, him immediately reciprocating.

“we’ll be okay.” your voice was shaky, choked up with tears.

matt started to tremble, no, not you too. he already lost everyone else.

reaching for your frame, what was left of you, his senses feeling you slowly drift away, “i love you, please, don’t leave.”

he was crying now, trying to stop wherever was happening, but knowing he can’t.

“i love you too, matt.”

he kissed your forehead, grabbing onto your hands that still were on his face.

suddenly he felt nothing, your presence was gone, like you were never there, he was grabbing into nothing.

the familiar beat of your heart and breathing that once calmed him amid the chaos, gone.

he sat alone on the sidewalk, feeling everything around him once again now that you’re gone.

still everything the same, running, screaming, everything and everyone in panic.

he felt himself feel light, the sounds around him becoming distant.

then he felt his own body becoming dust.

his breath became irregular once again. feeling himself disappear, until he felt nothing.

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sick

matt murdock x reader

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summary: reader gets sick and matt comes over to help. just fluff :>

warnings: mention of throwing up and just being sick

not my gif!

a comfort fic bc i’m sick rn and this idea popped up in my head, kinda rushed sorry!! just wanted to post something

matt walked into the office of nelson, murdock and page, trying to keep balance of the coffee tray that he carried for his friends.

“i brought coffee,” he closed the door and instantly felt your absence. making his eyebrows furrow.

karen’s sighed as she looked up from the work she was doing on her desk, “thank you so much matt.”

he walked over to her and put the tray down. foggy coming out of his office upon hearing matt’s entrance.

“this is exactly what i needed right now, you’re a lifesaver matt!” he picked his out and took a sip, letting out an exaggerated sigh, causing them all to let out a small laugh.

karen noticed the last coffee in the tray, “did you pick one up for y/n? she won’t be giving us company today.. but i’m sure you already knew that when you entered.” he felt her smirk slightly at him.

he leaned slightly onto her desk, the folded up cane still in his hands, then turned his head to karen. “why isn’t she here today?”

“said she was sick, so she decided to stay home for today or until she feels better.”

matt nodded his head, why didn’t you tell him? he had tried to call you before he came to work, but you didn’t answer so he left you a voicemail thinking you just weren’t up yet, deciding not to worry because it’s happened before and you always called back once you heard it.

he cleared his throat and stood up making his way to his own office. “i’ll just see her after we’re done for today.”

after he closed the door behind him, karen and foggy shared a knowing look.

the day passed by pretty quickly, matt focused himself into his work so when he heard the knock on his door he realized it’s time to go.

“c’mon matt, time to gooo.” foggy stood at the door entrance and held his jacket in his hands.

“already? okay, good.” he got up and put his stuff together, walking out of his office to greet his friends.

“you guys all set?” karen said.

to which they both nodded and they were walking out the building.

foggy and karen were on their own way home, matt was going over to yours.

“good luck with that. i tried telling her i would come over but she refused to let me go, said she didn’t want me sick.” karen told matt, “but it’s you. so maybe she’ll let you in.”

she got into the cab before matt could even respond. and good thing, because he felt his face heat up.

he made his way to your apartment, so now he stood in front of your door getting ready to knock.

before he did, he listened carefully to the inside. force of habit. but he only heard your steady heartbeat so, he knocked.

you got up from your spot on the couch and walked over to the door, looking through the peep hole.

soon your voice was heard behind the door. “matt? what’re you doing here?”

“came to check up on you, you didn’t return my call earlier.” he heard you curse under your breath, making him let out a smile.

“did i? i’m so sorry. i slept in today and got really uh… busy?”

“yeah. will you please let me in?”

“uhm.. i’m not really in a great state right now. a bit messy in here too.”

there was a moment where both of you said nothing.

“y/n, you do know i can’t tell when you’re lying right?”

he heard you sigh. “yeah i know. worth a shot though.”

you opened the door, a blanket wrapped around your frame and you finally let out a cough that you’ve been holding back, letting matt walk in.

“i’m guessing that karen told you that i’m sick?”

“she did. but.. why didn’t you tell me?”

you closed the door and locked it, following him soon after. he walked to your living room, folded his cane, putting it on the coffee table, and sat on the couch, you sitting next to him.

he tilted his head toward you, waiting for an answer.

“just didn’t really want you to worry about me, i guess. you already have a lot going on.” you coughed again, getting up to grab a tissue.

matt still sat on your couch, shook his head.

“how’re you feeling though? are you alright?” he got up and followed you, now standing in the kitchen.

“mmm, just got a really horrible cough. runny nose. and i feel sore, headache.” coughing into your elbow again, you let out a groan.

you moved to fill up a kettle with water to make some tea, but matt took it from you to do it himself.

“hey! you don’t have to y’know?”

“oh i know. but i want to.” he smiled over at you and put it on the stove to heat up.

you smiled back at him, slightly tilting your head.

“let’s go back to the couch, yeah?” you walked back and threw yourself onto it, letting out a sigh. then sneezing.

you heard matt laugh as he entered the room, you sat up and playfully glared at him.

“you’re laughing at me being miserable. you’re so evil.” he sat next to you and rubbed your back, causing you to lean your head onto his shoulder.

you immediately separated yourself from him.

“wait no! i don’t want you to get sick too!” you got up and moved yourself to the recliner beside the big couch you were just at.

“you won’t get me sick y/n/n.” smiling at you again.

“yes i will!” you cleaned your nose with the tissue in your hand.

“you’re just gonna jinx it if you keep saying it.” he raised his eyebrows at you.

“matt, i really don’t want you sick.” you were serious this time.

“it’ll be fine, come over here.” he opened his arms and you just couldn’t resist.

you got up and walked over to your previous spot, leaning into his embrace, wrapping your arms around his waist, and pulling your feet up under you.

you sighed in content, pushing him down so that you’re both now laying down.

he let out a grunt, not expecting you to do that.

you moved the blanket that you had to cover both of you. your back pressed against the couch cushions and facing mat, still hugging, so basically you were cuddling now.

but the moment was ruined when the sound of the kettle caused you both to open your eyes.

“i’ll get it.” matt’s voice was soft, nearly a whisper.

you groaned as you felt him get up, his warmth lingering.

he came back to find you asleep, setting down the mugs filled with tea onto the coffee table and sitting by you smiling softly, pushing away some strands of hair that was on your face.

you woke up and immediately started coughing, again.

you opened your eyes to find that you were in your room instead of the couch.

did matt move you to your bed?

you tried to sit up but you felt your head start to spin, continuing to cough nearly choking, you ran to the bathroom and threw up. great.

you were on the floor kneeling over the toilet seat when you heard someone approaching you, it was matt, he pulled your hair away from your face.

catching your breath you let out a small laugh.

“that was so gross.” sitting up and leaning your back on the tub, you reached four for some toilet paper, cleaning some of the snot that came out of your nose, matt helping you to stand up and walk over to the sink.

you started to clean your face, matt grabbing your toothbrush and putting some toothpaste on it.

“matt seriously it’s okay, i can do that.”

you grabbed the toothbrush from him.

“i just want to help you.” he put one of his hands on your shoulder, it was then when you realized that he had no shirt on, did you wake him up?

you started to blush. no! he can feel that! get yourself together.

he waited by your side as you finished brushing your teeth. finally, you turned to face him, wrapping your arms around his neck. one hand coming down to rest on his chest. you felt his heartbeat pick up, making you smile.

“i know another way for you to help me.” it was his turn to blush.

“yeah?” he leaned in, and so did you. both of your foreheads now touching.

whispering you said, “can you make me some breakfast?”

he let out a laugh and so did you.

“of course i can. what would you like?”

“hmm.. what about some pancakes?” he wrapped his arms around your waist.

“sounds good.”

“good! meanwhile.. i’ll go take a shower. maybe it’ll help me.” you let go to open the cabinet behind the mirror above the sink to grab some medicine while he still kept one arm around you.

“okay. just keep the door unlocked, will you? just in case you slip or something.”

you turned your head to face him, he wasn’t wearing his glasses so you looked at his eyes.

“i will matt.”

“alright then, i’ll go make those pancakes for us.”

he took a deep breath and gave you a soft squeeze as he was about to leave the bathroom.

“if you need help just tell me alright?” you called after him.

“i basically already know where everything is, i’ll be fine.”

you walked back to your room to grab some clothes, sticking to some sweats, an old shirt of matt’s, and your undergarments.

when you got out the bathroom you were hit the scent of pancakes.

making your way to the kitchen you leaned against the counter. the sight of matt flipping pancakes making you smile.

“hey, how’re you feeling? did the shower help?” he turned towards you, he was now wearing a shirt.

“i think so yeah. less dizzy, i feel more.. awake.”

“good! because breakfast,” he plopped a pancake onto a plate and passed it over to you, “is served.”

“thank you matt. seriously.” you sat down and poured some syrup on it as he sat next to you and served himself too.

“this is so good. maybe i should get sick more often.”

“please don’t,” he laughed.

as you two finished up you both decided to stay in.

once again sitting on the couch cuddling up. having a random movie playing in the background. you looked up at him, moving your head up from his chest.

“thank you for coming to see me matt.”

he tilted his head down. “of course. i just want to make sure you’re okay y/n.”

he felt your heart speed up and he leaned down, one of your hands coming up to rest against his chest and feel his heart again, feeling that it’s the same as yours.

soon the space between the two of you became less and less until you both met halfway and leaned into a kiss.

after a few moments you both pulled away, grinning and flustered.

“that was really great.” he said.

“yeah, it was.”

then, he started to cough.

“i told you, you’d get sick matthew!”

but he didn’t mind it. he could deal with a cold for a few days if it meant to stay like this with you.

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marvel

x-men

peter maximoff

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mcu

mj (michelle jones)

but i know i miss you •*

wanda maximoff

you never knew /

matt murdock

sick •*

if you ever go /

peter parker

-in progress

avengers

talk to me (platonic) •

spiderverse

miguel o’hara

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star wars

the mandalorian

- in progress!

stranger things

eddie munson

head over heels *

mixtapes *

road trip *

anything /

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robin buckley

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the bear

carmen berzatto

dc

battinson!bruce wayne

for the better /

the last of us

ellie williams (tlou II)

your lips, my lips *

for you /

dark red •*

the marauders era

marlene mckinnon

new year’s day */

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but i know i miss you

mj x reader

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summary: reader misses the relationship they had with mj and tries to fix things.

a nice little short one!! two works in one night! who am i 😱 feedback is appreciated!!

it’s been a few months since things ended between you and mj.

everything was going so well. you were both very happy, until you weren’t. it had nothing to do with the relationship, you had just suddenly fell into a slump, you felt sad all the time.

eventually, it did start to affect the relationship.

you wouldn’t communicate properly, and you knew it wasn’t fair for mj. you didn’t want to pull her down with you, as much as she tried to help.

so you both decided it was for the best to break things off.

you see her constantly at school, even sharing a few classes. but there was no more contact with one another. maybe a few glances or friendly smiles, but nothing more.

later on you saw less and less of her.

the semester had ended and you no longer saw her. it’s then when you realized that you still harbored feelings towards mj.

constantly seeing her was a normal thing, even when you wouldn’t, you both used to talk to each other. so now that things actually settle in to you, you knew you wanted to fix things, badly.

you didn’t even know how to approach her. do you just say hey? ask to talk to her?

it felt like you were planning to ask her out all over again, but the nerves were much worse this time.

the uncertainty of not even knowing if she wanted to talk to you again or if she moved on already was crushing you.

what if she was angry at you? for letting yourself get too inside your head, for ruining the relationship.

no, no. she wouldn’t be angry. she was understanding, she was caring.

and you were better now. you had time to pick yourself back together again.

you found out that you both had the same lunch together after seeing her talking to peter and ned at one of the lunch tables.

walking towards them, you realized that peter looked up and saw you. trying to casually make it look like you were actually just walking past them, you nearly dropped your tray. face becoming flushed, giving him an awkward friendly smile.

well that was a fail.

your heart beating an extreme amount, you decided to just go sit in the library.

after the whole situation in the cafeteria, you decided to stay at the library during lunch time for the next few days, feeling to embarrassed to show up there again.

had he told ned and mj about it? maybe he didn’t even think much about it.

now it’s the third time that you’re spending your lunch time at the library, and you realize that someone else is sitting at your usual spot.

oh no, it’s her.

you freeze walking into the entrance, but quickly recover as you notice the librarian staring at you curiously, missing how she noticed where you stared.

“are you okay, sweetheart?” she asks you as you walk up to the counter to sign your name in.

“yeah! i’m okay.” as you finish signing in, you were just about to walk away to find a new place to sit when she stopped you once again.

“looks like your spots taken, huh? do you know her?” her voice was a whisper now.

you felt your face heat up.

“um- yes i do know her. sort of.”

she smiled at you, “maybe you should go talk to her. seems like a nice lady.”

she noticed how this made you even more flustered, so she laughed gently and went back to what she was doing.

you stood there for a moment before making up your mind.

you were going to talk to mj again.

it almost felt as if you were walking in slow-motion, maybe this was a bad idea? no. no, it’s best to try than to not try at all, right?

it was too late to back away now, you were standing in front of the table she sat at.

she was too into the book she was reading that she didn’t realize you were there, this made you smile, a familiar state you used to find her in when you two were together.

you coughed slightly to make your presence known, and she looked up.

shock and confusion was on her face when she looked at you, you nearly just walked away right then and there if it wasn’t for her speaking up first.

“y/n? hey! hi.” a small smile formed on her face, while relief washed through yours.

“hi mj. is it alright if i sit here? with you?” you fidgeted with your hands as you stood, giddiness filling you up as you felt accomplished. you had finally had he courage to talk to her again.

“yes! yeah, of course.” she nodded her head and you sat at the chair across from her.

there was a moment of awkward silence.

“so.. how have you been?” you internally cringed, you felt so awkward. hoping she wouldn’t notice your nervousness, you smiled at her.

“i’ve been pretty good.. yeah. and you? are you okay?” she closed the book she was reading now, her attention on you.

crap! crap, no! please don’t look at me like that.

you felt your face heat up, again. you couldn’t help it. she was looking at you so intensely that you don’t even know how you could’ve ever left her.

trying to compose yourself, you cleared your throat and looked another way, “i’ve been good too! yeah, better.”

now you looked back, catching her gaze on you, this time she looked away, down at the book she had, playing with the pages of the book.

“that’s great, y/n.” she said it with such sincerity, you basically melted.

“mj, i- would you i don’t know.. like to catch up sometime? it’s totally fine if you don’t, i’ll understand but-”

“yes.” she looked up again, now she was the one blushing.

both of you smiled as you got up when the bell rang. you walked her to her class, not caring if you were late to your own.

oh man, it’s actually happening.

you stood in front of the door to her house. the plan you both had made was to meet her at her house to hang out.

so now you waited, you haven’t knocked yet, trying to get yourself together. preparing yourself.

okay, here i go.

raising your hand, you knocked.

almost immediately, the door opened, revealing mj in her casual attire.

“hey y/n/n.”

“hey mj.” you breathed out. it sunk into you now, you talked to her and you’re here again.

the day was spent talking about everything and nothing. it all felt so familiar yet so different this time.

one thing you knew, was that you were going to do things right, because it’s what she deserves.

you both decided to take things slow this time.

it’s been a good three months since you both started talking once again, and you couldn’t be happier.

you connected with ned and peter this time. and you all clicked instantly.

everything seemed brighter, everything was perfect.

you were all hanging out over at mj’s place, currently sitting outside.

mj and you were laying side by side in the grass, ned and peter sitting on the steps on the front porch talking amongst themselves.

you turned your face to look over at mj. the light from the sunset shining onto her features. her brown eyes looking like honey, her skin practically glowing, and the soft chilly air blowing the few strands of hair that poked out of the beanie she wore, the sight nearly taking your breath away.

“you’re breath taking.” you whisper, only for her to hear.

she smiles, turning to look at you as well.

still mesmerized, your gaze was filled with adoration.

“you’re not too bad yourself.” she jokingly bumped her shoulder to yours.

the short distance between her and you made your heart beat faster, is this the moment? should you go in for a kiss?

before you made up your mind, you felt her own lips against yours. you happily complied.

“you were thinking about it too much weren’t you?” she broke the kiss and smiled at you.

“yeah.” you laughed.

she leaned in to kiss you again, ned and peter cheered, causing you both to break apart laughing.

“finally!” you heard peter say, making mj give him a middle finger as she leaned her head onto your shoulder.

the breeze caused you to shiver.

“are you cold?” she sat up and so did you, taking off her cardigan, she wrapped it around you.

after that, she stood and put her hand out for you to get up, one last sweet short kiss, and you walked back to your other friends.

you all head inside, the night was filled with memories you knew would stick with you forever. watching movies and playing games, you had made two new friends, you had mj back, and you couldn’t ask for anything more to have.

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[katstarry]

you never knew

wanda maximoff x reader

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this doesn’t really fit with the timeline but for the sake of this, let’s act like it does! 😁

warnings: unrequited love, sad ending?

summary: reader feels overwhelmed about her feelings towards wanda and moves out.

took forever & kinda rushed, hope you like it though! i just wanted to post something :)

i would rather not go back to the old house, too many memories there

the decision was made—you were going to be moving out the compound soon. for the time being no one else on the team knows besides tony.

you had told tony that you wanted to move out because you wanted to have some time on your own for a while. after years of nonstop fighting and chaos, you wanted a small break. he agreed, although reluctantly, but you reassured him that in emergencies you were always available and ready.

even though the excuse you had made to leave the compound was somewhat true, it wasn’t the main reason you wanted to go.

it was just too painful. watching her be with him. although you’ve gotten used to it by now, literal years have passed by. yet your feelings always remained the same for wanda.

here began all my dreams, the saddest thing i’ve ever seen

you remember the day she was properly introduced to the team, being absolutely mesmerized by her.

although at first being cautious around her, days passed by and the more you got to know her the more you felt drawn.

days became weeks, and the weeks became months.

each moment spent with wanda felt absolutely amazing, the more you were with her the more your admiration and fondness grew.

soon it became too much to bare.

at the beginning you decided to ignore it, thinking it’s just a small crush that would go away. and you were so wrong.

realizing that it was definitely much more than just a small crush after seeing her get closer to vision and the feeling being unbearable.

months passed by then. months of complete agony as you were just a best friend to her. months of hearing how much she enjoyed her dates with vision.

you should be happy. if you loved her, you should be happy, right?

years pass by now. everything has remained the same yet it all changed so much.

slowly, wanda and you had grown apart.

she was left confused and hurt as she realized her best friend, her confidant, and other half had slipped away from her grasp.

she didn’t know what had went wrong, she didn’t know what to do. but, she had vision. right?

you didn’t mean for it to go as far as it had. you just wanted a bit of space for yourself. it started as you stopped attending gatherings, going out on your own, and locking yourself in your room. the only time most would see you was during missions or conferences.

after years of having your company, your absence stood out to everyone. soon they all became worried. had something happened they didn’t know of? or had they stepped out of line and not realized? no one knew, no one had seen you since the last mission as you went straight to your room as they had gotten home.

it was until the next morning when they finally saw you sitting at the table for breakfast after months of not attending.

“y/n! good morning.” steve gave you a genuine smile, which you retuned as you took a bite from the toast you had made.

he walked over to you and sat down on the chair beside your own as he finished making his own breakfast.

you were now awkwardly sitting, thinking it would be rude to get up and leave as he just sat down to eat.

so you were now fidgeting with your hands which were on your lap. thinking about how to break the news of your departure to the rest of the team soon.

you hadn’t realized how steve had already finished his breakfast, and was now looking at you worriedly until he broke you out of your trance. hearing him sigh, you turned to look at him.

“okay, what’s up? talk to me.”

you froze, feeling caught. not knowing what to say, you stumbled over your words.

“uh- what do you mean? nothing has been going on.” avoiding his attempt to eye contact.

“really? that’s the best you’ve got?”

finally looking over at him, he had that look. you know, the one with his eyebrows raised and arms crossed.

“y/n, the whole team feels it. how could we not? it’s like you don’t even live here anymore. we barely see you, everyone misses you. so what’s going on?”

letting out a sigh of your own, rubbing your temples, and resting your elbows on the table, you decided to break the news to him first.

“i decided to move out.” you weren’t sure if he had heard you, the words coming out quiet and shakier than you intended them to be.

but he did, and he was shocked, dumbfounded even. out of all things that was the last he would have thought coming from you.

“oh.”

oh shit. you shouldn’t of had done this, not now. what were you thinking—

“well.. i mean. it’s up to you, y’know? i mean- well, yeah. uh.. can i ask why?”

okay never mind then, maybe it wouldn’t go so bad.

after giving him the same excuse you had old tony, he was supportive. of course he was, he’s steve.

“do the rest know?” he asked after.

“mmm, no. not yet. i was thinking about how i was going to break the news to them, i’m not so sure how to.”

the conversation was cut short soon after, since the others were now walking into the kitchen.

sam, bucky, tony, bruce, nat, vision, and wanda.

they were coming back from their morning workout, which today you didn’t attend, because today was the day you were leaving.

suddenly you felt nauseous, anxiousness creeping in now since they were all in the same room. your stomach churning as tension built up, which you were pretty sure was only you who feeling it, and your arms became sweaty.

not looking up, you listened as they all made their own food and sat themselves at the table.

“y/n! nice to see you here this morning, where were you at?” sam gave you a pat on the shoulder as he sat on the other free seat at your side.

“i-, ” before you got the chance to answer, tony beat you to it. unfortunately.

“gave her today off, since y’know, she’s leaving.” suddenly it got quiet.

tony still oblivious to the tension that now everyone felt, bit into a cracker he picked up.

as he turned around he was met with everyone asking you questions. now he realized that he fucked up.

“what does he mean by you leaving?!”

“y/n! you’re leaving?!”

“what!?”

“when are you leaving?”

“leaving as in a trip or-”

he decided to intervene as he watched them all bombard you with questions that he provoked.

“okay guys! GUYS!” everyone turned to look at him expectantly now.

“uhh..” he turned to look at you now for help.

you sighed, now or never. “what tony meant to say was that.. i’m leaving. as in, moving out today. i didn’t want to say it like this, and i also meant to bring it up much earlier than this, but.. well.. yeah.”

after explaining for the third time, and everyone supporting you. you felt relief for the first time in years for having the best people surrounding you. almost missing how vision hugged wanda as she looked at you with a small smile.

and you never knew, how much i really liked you, because i never even told you, oh and i meant to

later in the afternoon, you were all packed and ready to go, suitcases waiting by the entrance door.

everyone met in the living room to say goodbye.

some sitting on the couches and others standing, everyone talking to one another as if one of their beloved friend and family wasn’t leaving. deciding it was better to have a piece of normality before you left.

two hours before your plane left, and the tension was there again, but it was different now. it wasn’t awkward and it wasn’t bad.

you stood up, and everyone else did as well. suddenly you were being tackled, everyone group hugging you. laughing, they let go of you after some minutes passed by.

one by one, they all individually said their goodbyes.

until it was only her left, wanda.

“hey.” she walked up to you as the others gave you some privacy and walked into the kitchen.

“hey.” the way she still had an affect on you made you realize how much you’ll actually miss her presence, even though you both hadn’t had a proper conversation in a long time.

you felt your heart speed up and cheeks flush. you still looked at her with the same admiration you always had, just for her.

“so.. you’re leaving.” she looked down to her shoes and back up to you.

“yeah i guess i am, look wanda- i-” you weren’t sure what came over you, nearly confessing. but you didn’t, it wouldn’t of had been right to just say that and leave.

taking in a deep breath you continued, “wanda. i’m really sorry about what happened between us. i shouldn’t of had ever just- disappeared like the way that i did, i’m very sorry. but i promise you, there wasn’t a day i didn’t regret it. i just.. wasn’t sure how to approach you with it? on how to fix things.” you let out a sigh of relief, of finally confessing some things.

“i feel the exact same way, y/n.” you realized now, looking back up at her, how she had unshed tears in her eyes now.

suddenly she was right in-front of you, her body against yours as she firmly hugged you. her arms around your neck and you made your hands wrap around her waist, just like all those other times before during your friendship. that’s all it ever was.

“i’lo come back someday, okay?”

“okay.”

with one last hug, you left.

are you still there or have you moved away?

about a year has passed now.

living on your own wasn’t as bad as you had thought it would be.

it was peaceful, free.

just yourself to worry about.

everything was good, you even kept contact with wanda. messaging and calling each other to catch up in each other’s lives.

but everything had been turned upside down so suddenly once again.

shortly after your departure from the team, they had disbanded.

now, you got a call from tony who was in need of help.

it was an emergency, as you kept yourself updated with the news as much as you could after you moved out in your own, this was a bigger threat.

everything had gone eerily silent. as you all looked around yourselves ready for anything to happen.

you were kneeled beside wanda as she was over visions unmoving body when you saw people around you become dust.

shaking, you grabbed into wand as hand, as she gripped into yours as well.

that’s when you saw steve look at you with terrified eyes, and that was when you knew.

looking down at your arm which was holding onto wanda’s, it’s now non-existent. looking over back to her, she had the same look as when she saw vision die right in-front of her.

the last thing you saw was her reaching for you.

i would love to go back to the old house, but i never will

suddenly you were back. in the field, it looked different. the grass was taller and there were more trees.

an orange-yellow circle appearing in front of you, with the sight of a man you’ve never seen before comes into view asking for your help.

he didn’t have enough time to explain everything fully, but you knew you could trust him once he mentioned thanos and the rest of your friends; the avengers.

you were still in shock, but you took his hand anyway and now you were here, in a large field, many people surrounding you on all sides.

hundreds of the same orange circles open with more people joining the fight.

and there you saw them, your friends. you saw her.

her eyes and hands glowing red, you could see the anger that was built up, ready to unleash the moment the fight starts.

she was still beautiful as ever.

but there was no time for old feelings to resurface, you didn’t know how long time has passed, you didn’t even know if she was also dusted.

but by the looks of some of your friends compared to the last time you saw them—which wasn’t so long ago for you— you could tell it actually has been a very long time.

steve then gave the signal, and everyone ran towards thanos’ army.

you had no time to comprehend everything that’s occurring properly, but your mind just focused on the task at hand: defeating the enemy.

you were just running towards the creatures and trying your best to defend yourself.

not having any superpowers kind of sucked at times like these, only carrying weapons. but you made it through.

on a moment where you were catching your breath, hands on your knees, it happened suddenly.

a painful sensation filled your chest, spreading all over. making you double over and fall to the ground.

you finally looked down and saw the knife sticking out from your lower half, blood flowing out.

panicked, you tried to call for help but realized it would be useless as everyone else was too busy.

vision getting blurry, your breath was ragged, you felt someone kneel on your side.

trying to catch your breath, you moved your head slightly to the side to see who it was, only to see red hair and tearful eyes. a sight you’ve seen before, right before you were dusted. a sight you wished you wouldn’t have to see again.

you tried to keep your eyes open as she took your face into her one of her hands, the other using her magic trying to pull out the weapon that stabbed you.

“y/n. y/n, stay with me okay?” her voice was the same, she looked the same. “i can’t lose you too.”you gently smiled as you looked at her, one of your hands coming up, shaking, as you grabbed the one she held on your face.

you couldn’t respond, so you just reassured her with your actions. tears of your own forming in your eyes, you hated to see her cry. especially if it was over you.

you didn’t want to say goodbye to her, not like this.

“i’ll be okay.” you could barely get the words out, voice in a whisper and raspy, but she heard you.

“wanda.. you mean a lot to me, okay? so much.”

you used the remaining strength to tighten your grip on her hand, both of you now crying.

“stop. don’t talk like that, you’ll be fine, you’ll be alright, alright? but you mean so much to me too.”

you smiled again, you hated this. why couldn’t you have been more careful? why did you let your guard down? this could’ve all been avoided.

“i love you.” you said it so gently, a soft whisper, voice wavering, you’re not even sure she actually did hear it.

and you never knew. because all you felt after was your body going limp, the feeling of peace and darkness enveloping your senses. once again the sight of her being the last you see. you’re leaving her for the third time, but this time for good.

i never will.

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[katstarry]

talk to me

avengers x teen!reader (platonic)

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a comfort fic :) i also noticed it has more of like a platonic!steve x reader thing but i still hope you like it anyways!!! lmk what you think.

writing this made me realize i might have an attachment to steve. LMAOO well then.

platonic fics own my heart

warnings: just reader feeling sad, other than that no.

summary: reader is having a hard time and doesn’t admit it, the team doesn’t pressure them but still tries to cheer them up.

i couldn’t sleep, again.

it’s been like this for a while now. saying good night to everyone because of feeling tired but then once in bed it’s like its just suddenly gone. or if i do sleep all i dream of are nightmares.

before i know it, the sun is shining through the windows, the birds are singing, and my alarm has gone off a while ago. i don’t even need it anymore at this point but i never bothered to take it off.

sighing and rubbing my eyes i take the sheets off my body and sit up at the edge of the bed deciding to get up now. at least summer vacation has started and there’s no school.

anxiety, tossing, turning in your sleep, even if you run away, you still see them in your dreams

after making myself look at least presentable, i walk into the kitchen. where almost everyone was already awake and having their breakfast, others already finishing up or have finished. i said good morning to everyone.

“good morning y/n/n!” steve said to me as i walked over to the coffee machine. he sat at the table with nat. “sleep alright?”

pouring myself some in my cup i responded to him, “morning steve, yeah i slept good, you?”

i didn’t want to look up at him, i always felt bad lying to him. but i’ve kept saying the same thing over and over that by now i was used to it.

“good too. look kid, we were wondering if you wanted to take a break from training today.”

in reality, steve had noticed how you were acting, and knew something was definitely up. so he told the others, everyone agreed and let you take the day off.

“oh? uh- yeah! i mean sure.” now looking up at everyone from my spot, confused. “but why?”

“we just thought you deserved it after working so hard.” now sam spoke up. suddenly i felt a warm feeling in my chest, it felt nice receiving compliments, especially when i thought i wasn’t working hard enough.

“yeah i mean why not? unless you wanted to keep training today.” nat looked at me, with a small smirk, already knowing i would already say that i’m fine with the day off.

“no! i mean- no. i’m totally cool with taking the day off today.” after that everyone went back to their normal conversations and eating their breakfast. while i drank my coffee with a soft smile on my face.

i now sat in my room. normally right now i would be with someone from the team either talking about random things while training or at school.

then i felt it again, the weird feeling that’s been coming and going. i can’t even explain it. it’s been happening during the most unexpected times. i’ll be okay and talking with someone and then i just shut down, wanting to leave, or i’ll be happy and doing what i love, then it’s back again. and i can’t stop it, i can’t even ignore it.

great. now i’m laying on my back listening to music, waiting for the day to pass.

but then there was a knock at my door.

“come in.” i now sat up.

it was tony, “hey kid, come down out back would you? we’re having dinner now, we decided to eat outside today.” he leaned on the door frame while pointing with his thumb behind him. has it really been that long that it’s now dinner time?

“yeah, sure! i’ll be there.”

“okay! see ya.” and with that he left and i begrudgingly got up to go.

after we ate and everyone was talking, steve called me over to where he was at, sitting by a tree.

“hey kid.” he smiled up at me once i got to him, “c’mon sit, don’t just stand there!” we laughed as i now sat by him.

“so.. anything you want to talk about?”

i yawned as i pulled my legs up to my chest, picked at the grass beneath me. “mmm, not really.”

a small moment passed before i heard steve take a breath and began to say something else.

“look y/n, i know that somethings been bothering you. i can tell you haven’t been sleeping and not eating properly, sometimes not even waking up for breakfast,” he let out a soft sigh as i now was looking at him this time, “and you don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to, i’ll understand that. but if you do, you can always talk to me, alright?”

with that i turned away and looked down to my hands, holding back tears i wish would just go away. but then i felt his arm around my shoulders as he pulled me into his side, and i broke as i was in the comfort of the hug, wrapping my arms around his torso.

“it’s alright, let it out.”

i’ll be here until you’re okay, let your words release your pain, you and i will share the weight

after i calmed down we were called over because the team decided to make a bonfire.

“thank you steve. really.” as we stood up i gave him one last hug as we walked back to the others, “don’t thank me y/n/n, was just trying to help.”

now we were all sat by each other around the fire making s’mores. times like these are where i wish you could stay in a moment forever, but at least you’ll have the memory there.

i looked over to everyone and just took it all in. bucky and sam were arguing (a daily occurrence), bruce and vision were talking, tony and pepper playfully bickering, and then by me was steve, nat, and wanda having a conversation.

it’s so dark outside tonight, build a fire warm and bright

when it got darker and later, everyone was still outside around the fire. some still having quiet conversations, others just enjoying each other’s presence.

and i was looking up at the sky, feeling tired once again. i kept yawning and was about to say goodnight to everyone but dreading having to go back to my room, that’s when steve took notice of my yawning beside me.

for the second time that night he pulled me into his side, and for the first time in a while, i fell asleep peacefully.

it's so dark tonight, it looks nice, fall asleep

i was woken up by my alarm the next morning. but i wasn’t outside or on steve’s shoulder, but in my room in my bed.

i didn’t wait for who knows how long this time to get up. i rubbed my eyes and sat up, going to my bathroom and decided to brushed my teeth.

i picked out some comfortable clothes and went to the kitchen where i was one of the first ones to be in there this time.

“y/n/n, good morning! here’s some pancakes i made! they have blueberries in them. i know how much you love those! i hope you like them!” wanda slid me a plate with some pancakes to where i sat down at the table, “thank you wanda! they smell so yummy.” she gave me a smile as she watched me take a bite, “and they taste really good too!!”

“i’m glad you like them.” we then ate together and had conversation while the others came into the kitchen to start their day as well.

as they came in and they said their greetings and giving me either a side hug or pat on the back, steve came in as well.

“hey! good morning kid, glad you’re up.” he gave me a smile and ruffled my hair.

when we all finished eating and talking, we all began to go back to our usual routine of the day.

once i finished my training i went to my room and took a shower, then i went back to walk around the compound because i was bored.

just as i was walking out of tony’s lab to see what he was up to and talked for a bit, i saw steve walking up to the elevators, so i ran up to catch up to him.

“steve! hey, wait up!” i made it just in time before the elevators doors closed.

“hey y/n/n. what’s up? everything alright?” he glanced at me and his hands were in his jean pockets as he picked a floor to go to.

“yeah! yeah, everything’s good right now, actually. i was just thinking— i was wondering— well, about what you said yesterday? that if i wanted to talk, i could come to you? does the offer still stand?” i nervously looked down and i picked at my nails, waiting for a response.

“y/n, of course it still stands, i’ll always be available to talk.” with that i looked back at him and gave a small smile.

“thank you.” i gave him a hug.

“of course. now c’mon let’s go to the living room yeah? the others won’t bother us, they’re still busy right now.”

so we went, and i just let it all out. and he listened, and he was there.

it’s alright come inside, and talk to me.

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[katstarry]

new year’s day

marlene mckinnon x reader

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a/n: btw i wrote this when i pulled an all nighter so i was kinda out of it & might not be good!! i just wrote it, but pls lmk your thoughts :)

y/h means “your house” and y/n/n means “your nick name”

readers gender isn’t specified!

warnings: fluff, but also angst. (character death.. you’ve been warned.)

summary: the relationship of you and marlene, along with some friends.

how marlene and i met was pretty much normal, we were both walking onto the platform to go to hogwarts.

it was my first year attending, and it was hers as well. it didn’t take long for us both to get along after that, we became best friends. the train ride was fun, we got to know each other and we watched the scenery pass by us, waiting for the moment of getting to see the school.

we were both stunned by the beauty of the castle, and even more once we got inside.

she got sorted into gryffindor and i was sorted into y/h.

once first year passed, we still grew closer and were in the same group of friends which had lily, dorcas, and mary.

we’re now in our 6th year.

“y/n! come over here!”

i looked over at marlene as she called me. we were at a party she had dragged me into going, she was pretty drunk now from the alcohol that some people had snuck in somehow.

“what’s up marlene? do you need anything?” i laughed softly as i looked at her, smiling at me and wrapping her arm around my shoulder for support.

“noo, i’m fine! you were just too far away for my liking.” she took another drink from her, empty cup. once she realized it was empty i couldn’t help but laugh.

“aw ma— !”

she didn’t get to finish her statement, because she basically let out all the food she consumed during the day.

“oh shit! my bad.” she was slightly coughing and sadly looking down at the mess she made and at her now dirty satin blue dress, the people around her backing away from the sick but also asking if she was alright.

“marls. come on let’s get you to your dorm to clean you up, yeah?” i said slightly pulling her arm to leave.

“yeah! yeah okay, c’mon!” her demeanor changed as she followed me on her way to her room.

we were now in her dorms bathroom. her roommates gone as they were at the party, i reassured them i’ll be fine taking care of her.

i helped her clean off her makeup. she was seated on the sink counter as i was in between her. i was now taking off her eyeshadow, when she spoke, “thank you y/n/n.”

“it’s no problem marls, you already know i would do anything to help you.” stopping my actions to briefly look back at her.

“no, no, not this, i mean yes- also this! but i meant coming to the party. i know you don’t like those sort of things.. why don’t you like parties?”

“oh! well,” i continued to clean her makeup off, “i don’t really know actually.”

after that we both stayed in silence.

why don’t i like to go? i should, right?

i mean, the music, the dancing… but also there’s too many people. too many who i don’t know or talk to, and many who do know marlene, too many who make her laugh, many who dance with her, too many who— wait, wait. what?

why do i care about that? it’s normal right? i mean we’re friends. maybe i just don’t like sharing friends.

but i don’t mind lily having other friends, or mary, or dorcas—

“Y/N! hellooo?”

i guess i was too lost in my thoughts because i had stopped my actions and was just staring at marlene’s eyebrow.

“uh- yeah! yeah? what?” snapping out of it, i got back to what i was doing.

“you were kinda out of it there. what were you thinking about hmm?” a smile formed on her face as her curiosity got the best of her.

“nothing. just sleepy.” i finished taking off her make up now, putting things away and faking a yawn.

“yeah.. sure okay.” she kept looking at me, why did she keep staring at me? it wasn’t helping my thoughts.

as i moved to get out of her space, she pulled me back into place by my waist.

“marlene wh—”

now i was the one who was cut off, but not by being sick. she was now kissing me.

and that’s when it clicked inside me, i liked my best friend.

hold on to the memories they will hold onto you

the morning of the next day i was practically shaking from the nerves.

i was scared, what if this would be the end of our friendship? what if she somehow found out my feelings for her? that would be impossible, i hadn’t told anyone. i need to calm down.

we had our shared classes, we had our lunch together, and even hung out after classes.

but nothing ever came, maybe she just forgot.

please don't ever become a stranger whose laugh i could recognize anywhere

the year was almost at its end. the month now being december, tomorrow was christmas. some went back home, others stayed.

marlene stayed.

we were invited over to the potters, but decided to spend it together.

it’s been a few months since what happened, and it’s never been brought up by either of us.

until today, we were sitting in the great hall, just finishing dinner.

“y/n/n.. i want to talk to you about something.”

i suddenly felt nervous. are we going to have the talk now.

“yeah?” my voice came out sounding weird, coughing slightly i repeated, “yeah?”

“well,” she turned to me, now fully facing me, “the party. from a few months ago. do you remember?”

“yeah,” i turns to face her as well, “yes, i remember.”

“well. do you remember about—” she let out a sigh that sounded frustrated, “ok. i’m just going to say it. we kissed. in the bathroom. and i liked it. i like you! i was just too scared to say anything! i mean i wanted to! but you never said anything and i just thought you regretted it or you don’t want to talk about it but—”

“marlene! slow down! … i liked it too. i- i like you as well. and was scared too, so don’t worry!” i let out a relived sigh i didn’t know i was even holding back.

“oh. oh okay that’s good!” she was now smiling, smiling at me. but it was different now.

that night i sneaked into her dorm. i’ve been doing it since the break had started, since its been empty but now it was different.

when everyone came back we were now an official couple, and we shared a new years kiss.

i want your midnights, but i'll be cleaning up bottles with you on new year's day

7th year. our last year.

everything was changing, everything seemed darker, gloomier.

with voldemort and death eaters around, nothing was the same. everyone was on the edge about the inevitable upcoming war.

marlene and i are still going strong. there’s also lily and james, also remus and sirius.

even during these times, i’ve learned to appreciate the small moments of hope, the small moments of fresh air with my friends.

after graduation, the moment of happiness was kept safe in pictures, letters, and memories.

hold on to the memories, they will hold on to you

now it’s 1981. nearly three years since graduating. and everything has gone downhill.

marlene and i had to stop meeting each other due to safety and there were less hang outs with friends.

but the short meetings with the order, where everyone saw each other, where i saw her and heard her voice in person, not over a phone, is the memory i’ve learned to savor for until the next time we meet.

everyday on edge. everyday hoping none of our friends get hurt on missions. everyday, dreading answering a call expecting the worst.

please don't ever become a stranger whose laugh i could recognize anywhere

july 1981. the worst has happened.

getting the phone call. saying “she’s gone.”

now being in the potters household, where everyone was grieving.

“her whole family. and her.” i let out a sob, i can’t control it anymore. she’s gone.

i felt arms around me in a comforting hug, i didn’t know who it was, my vision being blurred by tears.

after i had calmed down a bit, i had realized it was james who was hugging me. which turned into a big group hug with everyone.

i stayed with the potters for the time being. i had refused, not wanting to burden. but they insisted, and i’m glad i did. i got to talk more with lily and james, and i grew a soft spot for little harry.

but i eventually left back to my own apartment. there were still meetings, but it kept growing smaller and smaller and more suspicion grew between the group. there was a spy.

then it came again. october 1981. lily and james. sirius. of course i went as quick as possible.

everything was a mess once again. lily, james, marlene, peter, sirius.

everyone.

remus and i kept close contact after everything. i had even asked him if he wanted to move in, he was welcome to. but he had declined because of his lycanthropy.

so, here i was now. alone in my apartment, looking through old photo albums on my bedroom floor.

a picture taken on my first year of hogwarts.

another picture in the platform, about to board the train, but with marlene by my side.

softly smiling, reminiscing about how much a simpler time it was.

flipping the page, there was another one, it was of the marauders and the girls, including me.

tears slowly forming in my eyes, i kept flipping the pages.

james’ first quidditch match.

remus’ first time riding a broom.

the girls and i smiling on a picnic in our sixth year, marlene’s hand on my waist.

many, many birthday party photos of everyone.

remus’ feet peeking under from the invisibility cloak from being too tall now, attempting to scare me.

taking a picture just in time when sirius had tripped

too many pictures of pranks the boys had pulled

lily, with a lily in her hair

marlene and i hugging, a picture taken by peter when we weren’t looking

mary smiling on another picnic we had gone to

and our graduation. where everyone was genuinely happy for probably the last time.

hold on to the memories, they will hold on to you

now full on crying, i hadn’t noticed one falling from being loose until i had cleared my eyes.

new found tears gathered as i looked at the forgotten picture, perhaps a picture i didn’t even knew was took.

our last new year’s celebration, a picture of me and marlene.

we looked happy, our friends in the background talking as we sat on the couch. my head on her lap and i smiled up at her, her hands in my hair while she talked to mary across from her.

before the loop began again, she looked down at me, planting a small peck on my lips.

this is where i’m so immensely glad for magic, a perfect small moment captured on repeat.

uncontrollable tears have been streaming down my face while i flipped the photo over to the back when i found out there was something written. “photo taken by james :) you’re welcome (lily came up with the idea to take a picture)”

and now it sat on my bedside table for me to wake up to everyday. a reminder of a time where everything was okay.

and i will hold on to you.

#marlene mckinnon x reader #marlene mckinnon #the marauders #james potter #lily evans #sirius black #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #harry potter #oneshot #Spotify #mary macdonald #dorcas meadowes #fanfiction #angst

[katstarry]

all is found

peter maximoff x fem!reader

masterlist ☆

a/n: i had an idea while listening to this song, so we’ll see how it turns out lol. lmk what you think!! this is my first time ever posting something, so, kinda scary.

warning: fluff! and angst?

summary: in which the reader and peter meet and eventually have children but one day something goes wrong in a mission. (i think you know what happens next.)

also ig a modern au? because the movies frozen 1&2 exist here.

i think i let myself get a bit too carried away, but i hope people enjoy long fics as much as i do! i also hope it isn’t boring, please lmk! feedback is appreciated:)

where the north wind meets the sea

there’s a river full of memory.

y/n y/l/n and peter maximoff.

the couple most unexpected—yet perfect match—at xavier’s school for gifted youngsters. the speedster who always loved to go fast, who loves pulling pranks, and had a certain thing for causing a bit of trouble. and the other, who can control the element of water and who is known for always being patient, reserved, and kind.

but they do say opposites attract right?

although peter always sets the front of being the “laid-back” sort of guy to others, he can be a totally different person—like being so incredibly sweet, thoughtful, caring, and just so adorable, but yet being the same cheeky and sarcastic guy, but only around his closest friends like the x-men and his family— and then there’s you.

when he came along to find the profesor and saved the school, he was taken aback by you. the way your y/h/c hair fit you so perfectly and the way your y/e/c eyes shined. you were just you. it’s so cheesy i know, but it’s true. when he saw you he just knew he had to talk to you, he just wanted to get to know you.

and that was the best decision he’s ever made in his life.

now here you both were nearly six years later, with two kids in a home. a boy and a girl, named arie and anastasia. they both have yet to develop their own abilities.

you both had your very own family, together, as it should be.

you all lived in a cottage by a small river, surrounded by beautiful plants and trees, and with a breathtaking view of the open sky above.

on nights like these, warm with a slight breeze and the sun about to set, all of you would go to the back yard and have a little campfire.

“ana! don’t get to close to the edge or you’ll fall!” you sighed as you walked out of the house, balancing the items in your hands for making s’mores later.

as you set down some of the items on the picnic table that’s in the yard, you flicked your hand slightly to use the water from the river to push your 3 year old away from the edge, now making her to be right by your side.

“sorry mommy!”

as she let out a small giggle you couldn’t help but pick her up and give her a small squeeze on her cheeks, causing her to let out another adorable sound of joy.

“hello! to my two favorite ladies, aside from my mom and sister of course.”

you were about to turn around, but you already felt arms wrap around your waist and a soft kiss to your cheek. arie was by you as well, giving a hug to your side.

“and hello to my two favorite boys, aside from my father and brothers of course.” you said smiling back as you returned the sweet action to your husband and a soft ruffle to the hair of your son.

“mom! noo! my hair was perfect today!” arie complained as he put a few the items he and peter had gotten from the store down onto the picnic table, since he was only 5 years old, and attempted to fix his long shoulder length hair. as you gently laughed at arie and used your power to get water and flatten down his hair, you set down ana to the ground, and she went straight to her older brother wanting to see what they had brought, peter still hugging you close, already having put down the other items they had brought with his super-speed.

you sighed in content. seeing your kids interact with each other, having your love of your life by you, and the weather being just so perfect. both you and peter looked at each other, and after the years you’ve both been together, he still somehow makes you feel so, so, loved and all mushy inside.

as you leaned up slightly to kiss him, you whispered “i love you.”

“i love you too y/n/n.”

smiling in the kiss, you broke apart with the sound of your kids fake gagging.

after eating dinner outside and playing for a while in the river, you all decided to go back to the yard.

“c’mon the moon’s out now! let’s make the s’mores!” arie said as he excitedly started to get the crackers and chocolate out of the bags.

making s’mores, always his favorite time on family days like this ever since you and peter first showed him how to make one.

“ok, ok, we’re coming.” peter said as he got up from the grass he was laying in and helped you pick up ana who was sleeping on top of you, and pulled you up with him.

“ya know that’s supposed to be my spot,” you heard him whisper to ana as you both made it to the table, and playfully slapped his arm.

“hey! i mean i’m not wrong am i?” he had his signature smirk on his face, and you loved it so much.

“i don’t know.. ana is a very good cuddle buddy. you’ve got some competition now babe.”

peter dramatically gasped—but not too loud of course, ana is still asleep.

“i cannot believe this! my own daughter has betrayed me.”

laughing, you responded to him jokingly to shut up.

after making s’mores (ana had woken up by now as well) and getting everything back into the house, it was now late. so of course, it was time for bed.

“all tucked in, love?” you whispered to arie. who nodded his head softly.

“and you? sweet little bagel?” you heard peter ask ana, in which she nodded back as response but giggled at the nickname peter had randomly chosen this time.

“ok, well goodnight then kids.” you kissed arie on the cheek and repeated the same actions to ana. peter did the same.

as you and peter made your way out the room, his hand on the low of your back, ana’s voice stopped you.

“mommy? will you sing us the song again? from the other night? pleaasee?”

“yeah! it helped me sleep better.” arie added.

“well, if you really want me to.. how could i say no to my favorite kids?!”

as you and peter made your way back into the room, ana had excitedly gotten out of her bed and into arie’s. you in the middle and arms around both of them and one holding onto peter’s who was on ana’s side, one of his arms around you at the back and the other resting on ana’s shoulder, on top of yours.

you took a small breath before starting.

“sleep my darling safe and sound, for in this river all is found..”

as you finished singing, they were both sound asleep.

“will you ever tell them that you’re singing them a song from a movie?” peter asked you, re-tucking ana into her bed gently.

“mmm, maybe for now i’ll let them believe that i have amazing song-writing skills.” you joked, “well of course! but we don’t even have the movies, so maybe we should buy them next time we go to the store.”

“they’ll be so excited to see the movies, they’ll think they based it off you.”

you were now both in your own shared room in bed, peters arms around you with your face towards him, legs tangled together.

“yeah.. but elsa is way more hotter though, you got to admit.”

“what! hell no. you definitely are, baby.” he said in a teasing tone, his face now buried in your neck. not even in a way that had other intentions, he just wants you to see the way he sees you. to him, you’re the most precious thing in the world, he doesn’t know what he would do without you.

as you took in a deep breath, your head now buried in his chest as well, his scent taking over your senses, you couldn’t help but feel so appreciative and just happy. you had two wonderful kids, an amazing and appreciative husband who never made you doubt his love, a beautiful home, the most greatest friends, and the best team you could ever hope for.

“i love you peter.” you whispered as you were finally falling asleep from the amazing day you both had.

“i love you y/n.”

the last thing you felt before falling asleep was a soft kiss to the top of your head, and arms pulling you closer.

everything was perfect.

when you woke up the next morning and flopped onto peters side, peter wasn’t laying under you and playfully shoving you off as he usually would. you didn’t think much of it at first until you heard a voice in your head saying “open the door y/n!” and it was a certain redhead friend of yours.

that’s when you hurried up and changed into decent clothing (although they’ve seen you in literal pajamas or at your worst), brushed your hair and went downstairs. you opened the door, where the x-men were at.

oh wow didn’t expect that. what was going on?

you were glad you decided on looking decent.

“y/n! ah it’s so nice to see you again. even though we saw each other, what was it, last month? at the little get together jubilee did for everyone.” the professor greeted you with a smile, and you greeted everyone else as well, letting them in.

“we just got here, i’m so sorry for waking you up so early in the morning. but there’s something happening.” jean had told you when you went to greet her, “oh no! don’t worry it’s totally fine. the kids are still asleep and if it’s an emergency then it’s totally understandable.”

you were freaking out internally though. the team has never just randomly appeared at your doorstep and where the heck was peter?

“so.. what’s going on.. right now?” you asked as you sat yourself beside jean who was sitting on your couch.

“well, first we tried calling you and peter but no one would answer. and it was an emergency so we had to come as quick as possible.” scott responded.

“ok, but that still doesn’t explain what’s happening? what’s the emergency?” you were getting slightly frustrated.

finally, the professor started to explain. seriously what’s with the tension build up in every situation like this?

“there’s a new creature that’s been causing chaos,” he sighed, “it’s made up of fire and we need you. with your power over the water element we could really use your help with this.”

oh. oh wow. so the team needs you. and there’s a new fire creature thing burning things, peter is gone somewhere, and the kids are still asleep. what do you do? you can not just leave the kids here alone.

everyone was looking at you expectantly, waiting for an answer. only making you even more anxious. oh geez, where was peter?!

just in time, he came through the door whistling some tune with a small plastic bag in hand. oh so he went to the store, okay that’s fine, at least you know now that he’s okay.

still unaware from the people in the room he dropped the bag onto the table in the kitchen.

“uh hum.” ororo cleared her throat.

that’s when he jumped and turned around seeing all of us.

“oh my god, what!? what are you guys doing here!” he looked both happy yet so confused at the same time. it was adorable.

after he greeted everyone and sat by you, he abruptly stood up, “wait did someone die?”

“peter no, no one died.” the professor shook his head. “oh ok, good. that’s good,” he said with a sigh, sitting back down.

“wait, so what’s happening right now then?”

after the team explained it all to peter. he also looked back at you conflicted. eventually he pulled you into the small hallway away from the others.

“so.. what’re you gonna do y/n?”

“i mean, what other choice do i have really?”

“i could go. it’s dangerous y/n. what if something happens to you?” as he said this he grabbed both your shoulders, giving you that look.

“yeah and what if something happens to you, peter?”

“well then, how about we both go?”

“yeah, and what about the kids?! we can’t do that. i’ll go peter. i’ll be fine, i’ve made it this far in, right?” this happens mostly every time during a mission, the fear of loosing one or the other. but we’ve always made it out alive.

“okay, fine. but come back to me okay y/n? promise me.”

“i promise peter.”

you went back to the team and told them your decision. as they said goodbyes to peter and told him to tell the kids they said hello, your turn was next to say goodbye.

“stay safe. okay?” peter said as he hugged you tight, with you hugging just as tight right back. “of course. always.”

you went back upstairs to say goodbye to arie and anastasia, who were both still asleep, giving them both kisses on their cheeks.

you went back downstairs to peter, with one last hug, kiss, and “i love you.”

you joined the others.

dive down deep into her sound

but not too far or you’ll be drowned.

well, the mission wasn’t exactly going as to plan.

it was supposed to go:

the team attempts to get the creature distracted.

storm causes, well, a storm.

you come up and increase the water, or even attempt to freeze it.

and now the distractions did not work.

so now everyone was improvising.

which wasn’t a good idea, it’s never a good idea. everyone was being torn down, you even saw some being burned very badly, you couldn’t bare to see it.

there’s no other way. you had to do it.

storm made some of the air into rain, and you increased it.

it wasn’t enough. the creature was still big and burning, destroying things like buildings and your friends.

you focused on the creature in front of you. you ignored the screams telling you to stop. you had to do it.

so you did it, to save them.

you used all the power that you had.

the water increased, you couldn’t see it, or at least you thought you couldn’t, all you saw was white blurring your vision and loud noise around you. maybe it was all the water, you didn’t know at this point.

but then it all stopped. the white around you disappeared, the loud deafening noise was gone. and so was the fire creature, you had just been able to make out that it had evaporated.

you did it, everyone’s safe now.

you were so relieved that you didn’t notice you were out of breath, and so, so, thirsty.

you were falling to the ground, you didn’t know until you looked around and everyone was running towards you looking worried.

your mind kept thinking about your family. how much you loved them. how grateful you are of them. you couldn’t wait to go back to them and tell them all that happened.

but then, all you saw was black.

yes she will sing to those who’ll hear

and in her song, all magic flows.

peters pov.

i watched as she boarded with the team.

as she looked back one last time and waved goodbye, smiling. her smile.

if only i hugged her just a bit more tighter.

or held on to her more at night.

if only i hadn’t gone to the store, maybe it would’ve been me that went.

maybe it could’ve been both of us that went.

i layed in our bed most of the day when it happened. arie and ana agreed to go with scott and jean for the day. i felt extremely guilty for it.

how would they feel when they found out? how do you tell your kids that their mom has died? or do you just let them figure it out as they grow older?

i hope they won’t hate me.

maybe it is my fault.

i should’ve fought harder, i knew it was dangerous.

i can’t stop crying, she’s really gone. now what was i supposed to do?

she promised that she would come back, that she would stay safe. but that didn’t happen.

why me?

she would’ve hated seeing me like this, especially over her.

she would’ve hugged me and told me that it’s alright, that she’s here for me. but she isn’t this time.

my thoughts were interrupted by the knocks at the door downstairs, probably scott and jean bringing the kids back.

so i got up. i may be devastated about what happened but it doesn’t mean i have to push all my friends away like i used to do, and i’m still a father.

“dad!” arie exclaimed as he ran up to me, while i crouched down to his height, and hugged me. “i missed you yesterday!”

ana walked up to me as well and i picked them both up on each arm.

“yeah! i did too.” she laid her head on my shoulder. i struggled to keep my tears back, but i managed somehow.

“i missed my babies too.”

i turned to look at my friends, who looked at me with sympathy.

i put the kids down and they went to the living room to play with their toys that were left out from the other day.

as soon as i was about to turn back to jean and scott, jean was already hugging me.

that’s when i nearly broke down again.

not wanting ana and arie to see we moved over to the kitchen, where the bag i brought from the store still layed unopened.

“peter.. i’m so sorry.”

i felt the guilt again. why would i send the kids to them after it happened? they were her best friends too, they’re grieving as well.

“no, no. i’m sorry. i should’ve done something more, i shouldn’t of had sent ana and arie over, you guys were dealing with the situation as well. i wasn’t thinking. i’m so, so sorry.”

i didn’t know if they could even understand me, i was trying to catch my breath, not wanting to completely loose my cool and have them deal with one of my break downs.

but the tightness in my throat and tears in my eyes were making it really hard right now. great.

now scott was hugging me.

“peter, what happened wasn’t and isn’t your fault.”

that’s when the tears started to come down again. so i hugged him back. jean joined in, making into a small group hug. i really needed this.

“and don’t apologize for sending the kids to us, it was totally understandable peter. you needed some time.”

we stayed like that for a few minutes until ana came into the room.

“dad- oh sorry.” she came in with the toy car her and arie were playing with. one of its wheel was now broken.

we all quickly wiped our tears away.

“hey donut! you want me to fix up that toy for you?”

after that, scott and jean reassured me that i can call them or the team anytime for anything—which i’m so grateful for—they then went back to their own home.

i decided to not let my sadness affect my relationship with ana and arie. i could never let that happen. they still need a parent, and even if y/n is gone, i’ll still try to be the best she expected me to be and believed i could be.

i miss her so much.

the kids decided they wanted to have a movie night.

“daddy! will mommy come home today? uncle scott said she was still busy at work.” arie looked at me after grabbing a juice box from the kitchen. “i miss mommy.” ana looked at me as well from beside me on the couch.

oh no. what do i say?! don’t cry. don’t cry. stay strong.

“well,” i grabbed ana and put her on my lap, arie sat himself on where ana was sat before, now leaning on my side, “mommy won’t be here for movie night today. she won’t come home for a little while..”

“but why?”

clearing my throat to let myself be able to talk, i responded. “she was.. assigned a big task at work. which is a big deal, and it’s going to take some time to finish.”

i hope i’m doing the right thing. i’ll tell them when they’re older. it’s too soon right now.

“how long? i feel like it’s been ages already!” arie said dramatically, leaning back into the couch, which made me let out a small laugh.

“it’s going to be a long while.. but! that doesn’t mean we have to sulk around while she’s gone right now. we can always tell her about the fun things we’ve done. she wouldn’t want us to be sad while she’s away, okay?” as i finished what i said, i started to lightly poke ana at her sides.

“okay, okay!” she giggled as she moved away and sat on my other side at the couch.

“okay,” arie said smiling.

“so what movie will me watch tonight dad?”

“i have the perfect movies to watch—but first! popcorn and snacks!” we all ran to the kitchen to get everything ready for our movie night.

while we waited for the popcorn to be ready in the microwave and the kids chose the candy they wanted from the cupboards, i grabbed the bag from the other day that was still sitting on the table, and pulled out both movies of frozen.

we watched the first one. and the kids loved it. they kept making comments about y/n.

in my head i kept thinking, i told you so! they would love it.

“there’s a second movie daddy! can we watch it? pleasee! it’s saturday! arie doesn’t have school tomorrow!”

looking over at arie, who was nodding eagerly, i couldn’t say no.

“okay if you loved it that much—”

“we did!” they both said in unison.

“fine, fine! we’ll watch it.” laughing i walked over to the disc player and put in the second movie.

a few moments in and the scene where ana’s and elsa’s mom sang to them came up.

arie gasped, and ana dramatically left her jaw open.

“that’s the song mommy sang to us!”

wrapping my arms around them both, i nodded, and they continued to watch the movie.

after it ended and we put everything away in the kitchen, i tucked them both into bed and kissed them goodnight.

i was now in me and y/n’s room, in our bed. it still felt so weird and wrong. and i know that it’ll feel like that for a very, very long time.

i turned over into y/n’s pillow, her scent intoxicating my senses. tears immediately filled my view, and they once again rolled down my cheeks for what felt like the millionth time today.

“i miss you.” i whispered into the air, where no one heard, but i hope she did.

“i love you.” i definitely hope she heard that.

but can you brave what you most fear?

can you face what the river knows?

eight years had passed.

it passed by way too quick for peter. ironic right?

arie was now 13 and anastasia is now 11 years old.

ana looks so much like y/n it was scary. y/h/c hair, y/e/c eyes, her personality is like yours too. it’s as if you’ve been resurrected into your own daughter.

arie was tall, his hair still long and his mutation came too! he had gained peters super-speed, and had super strength as well. ana still has yet for hers to come right now.

at the moment, they were visiting y/n’s grave.

they had a funeral for her, in which ana and arie attended, but were much too young to understand properly. they knew something happened, but weren’t so sure.

so as the kids grow older, and asked more questions about her whereabouts, peter told them what had happened. they were sad, of course, but they understood.

so here they were. it’s now been eight years since it happened.

“hey mom!” ana said she she placed down some of y/n’s favorite flowers.

“hey mom.” arie said as well, putting in some water into the vase for the flowers. he had tears in his eyes, they all did.

peter leaned down, kissed his fingers and pressed them back onto the top of your headstone.

whispering, he said, “hey, love.”

they caught you up with everything that’s been happening. to school work, little things at home, campfires they’ve thrown—just them three—or sometimes inviting their friends over as well. everything.

after they finished talking, they stood there for a few moments. just in silence with their thoughts, and said their goodbyes then headed back home.

they still lived in the same cottage, the same cute cottage. it’s special and means so much to all of them, they couldn’t bare to leave it.

as they approached the house, they didn’t go inside yet. they stayed outside.

the air had a slight breeze, the sun was about to set, and warm. it felt nostalgic, it felt perfect.

they made their way to the picnic table that they still had, which was by the river.

“i remember when mom used to freeze the river during the winter. and we would attempt to ice-skate on it. we all sucked, but mom didn’t.” arie said, looking at the water flow, softly smiling.

“i remember her always using her power to use the water from it to push me away from the edge.” ana added, giggling and looking to arie to peter. which they all laughed at.

“you could be quite clumsy ana,” peter told her, “and arie was as well.” smiling at them both, as they turned back to watching what’s around them.

peter looked at them, he felt happy. he had his kids, who were a reminder of the love he had—and still has—for you.

even with you gone, he still has a meaning here, which at first seemed impossible for him. but it’s to watch ana and arie grow, and to make good in the world that you always were and wanted there to be. he didn’t have the love of a father growing up, and he wants to give it all to them both. for them, for himself, and for you.

and now they all sat in silence. just listening to the sounds of nature around them, reminiscing the memories they had with you.

the birds were chirping, the soft rustling of the leaves in the trees, the frogs croaking in the distance, and the sound of water from the river.

and after all this time, peter felt like everything was okay.

there’s a mother full of memory

come, my darling, homeward bound

when all is lost, all is found.

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