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onepiecepetalfanfics089 · 6 months

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I’m loving all your fics so much, could I ask for a platonic Yandere strawhat crew with trainee CP9 reader, who knows how bad they are but can’t leave? (Maybe slight Yandere CP9 as well)

Mission~

Warning:Cursing/Possessive behavior/Vulgar Language!~

“Dammit, Dammit, Dammit!”

You cursed, clutching the ringing transponder snail in your hands, holding it down to your best ability to not let any of the sound get out.

How in hell did you even find yourself in this situation?!

This was your first solo mission and somehow, some way, you ended up onboard the Strawhats ship. Literally the enemy of the government? And your whole group! You already knew for a fact that Rob Lucci would be on your ass for one, not picking up immediately and two, being so reckless that you ended up being a ‘guest’ on the agency your training for worst enemy!

Dread soon washed over you as you heard a knock on the door..

You were in the storage room, luckily making them buy an excuse that you lost something in there..

This was the first time in weeks those god forsaken pirates have let you out of their sight so you were trying to savor you time as much as you could.

A more persistent knock on the wooden door of the storage room on the ship caught you to zone back into this situation. Biting your lip, goosebumps slowly arose on your arms from that deep, masculine voice with a undertone of something you couldn’t comprehend that spoke from outside the room.

“Hey Y/N?..you’ve been in their for a while. What are You getting anyway? Do you need my help to come find it..?” The door knob slightly jiggled, causing you stiffen and stuff the still dinging transponder snail under whatever you could find.

“..Why the hell is the door locked Y/N? Open it!.. and what’s that ringing noise in there..?..!”

Zoro Said, his voice now laced with utter annoyance. You took a deep breath, glancing around the room for a second to figure out how you could calm this green haired swordsman down.

Putting on the sweetest voice you could manage, you now locked your eyes on the wooden door before you.

“Oh no zoro im fine I swear! It’s just the thing I lost is uh..personal, yeah!”

You said, nodding right yourself in hopes he would take your lousy excuse for an excuse and go back to the crew. There was a pause, a pause that made you swear you could just feel his eyes boring into that wooden door, right where you were currently.

“Okay..just hurry up alright? Sanji Said dinner is almost ready..”

His voice sounded more calmer but a little like a grumble. You sighed in relief and nodded, even though you knew he couldn’t see you.

“Right..I’ll be there in a few.”

And with that, his footsteps slowly echoed away through the deck. Letting out a soft sigh in relief, you paused for a moment yourself. Taking notice of your surroundings. The chest nut wooden doors and walls..the random items and tools in piles of boxes..

How did you get into this again?..

Oh right..you wanted to be part of CP9 so you took any mission you could get and somehow ended up here..

Ring-Ring

Oh fuck..

With trembling hands, you slowly picked up the line on the transponder snail to be met with a chilling cold, calm and almost venomous voice. Shivers ran down your spine as you could already tell you had awoken the strangely possessive and scary side of the CP9 crew you knew.

“Y/N...where the hell are you? I’ve been calling you for only god knows how long.”

You could already tell he was dissatisfied and maybe even scowling..

“Is that Y/N?? She’s okay?”

Kalifa’s worried voice made Rob Lucci sigh loudly.

“Yes. They’re on the call right now but they haven’t spoken yet..”

“Y/N! Where have you been?! We’ve been so worried! You’re not even an official member and you just-”

“Kalifa, calm down. I’m sure they have a good explanation to all of this nonsense..right?”

A gruff voice then came from the snail and couldn’t help but groan. That was Jabra and knowing him, he was probably pissed as well but didn’t want to say it.

“Uh well, I’ve been um..”

How were you going to tell them you’ve been hanging out with their worst enemies?! The ones that got in the way of their job and took them and the world government on?!

“It’s just I may have gotten stranded. On a island but now I’m staying with some nice..people who offered to take me home! Where are you guys currently so I can tell them exactly..?”

You said, trying to change the topic. You wished you had the balls to tell the crew the location to drop you off..

“Didn’t we already tell you? You really have a bad memory Y/N, you know that?”

Kaku’s voice echoed on the transponder snail and your heart did a flip. Were they all there just to lecture you?!

But to set stuff aside, they told you the location and gave a very vicious warning to hurry back soon and to not let it happen again. Most of the conversation you nodded and gave an occasional ‘mhm!’ to not risk any more anger.

After you hung up, or rather after they hung up on you, you let out a breath you didn’t even know you were holding.

Looking around for a thing that would be the object you quote on quote ‘lost’ you found a random notepad. Taking a deep breath, you opened the storage room door, letting the afternoon breeze hit you.

Feeling at peace for a moment you closed your eyes and shut the door, only to be met by feminine and soft like hands springing from the ground and trapping you in a tight, tight embrace.

Your body tingled as the sensation of hands sprouting from the ground, one could only mean one thing, it was Robin doing it and two, you had been caught in the clutches of one of the smartest straw hats on board and you had to tell her what you were doing in there and why.

Letting out a nervous chuckle, you turned to the black hair woman only a few feet from you.

“O-Oh hey Robin! You caught me off guard there heh..”

She chuckled softly, her voice smooth and almost calming. Just by the look in her eye, you could tell she was calculating in her mind. Studying and observing you..just like she always did.

“Well I’m sorry..I didn’t mean to scare you there..I just got a little carried away since you were in that storage room…looking for something was it?..did you find it?..”

Her voice now laced with suspicion, she locked her deep blue eyes into yours, an almost challenging stare.

“Oh yeah..! It was an notepad..I just love keep track of things you know..?”

She let out a relaxed hum as an understanding and you held back the urge to sigh heavily in relief. She would probably take a hint on just that..

Since Robin was so clever and observant..she had no problem with finding out your true intentions..and telling the others your true intentions..

You knew that by dealing with the consequences.

Dinner and the rest of the day went on as usual ever since you got here, everyone in the crew keeping a sharp eye on you and everything you did. Luffy butting in on almost every conversation to tell or show you something stupid. Sanji insisting you have more food and giving you seconds even though you didn’t want any and not letting you take even a step out of the mess hall until you cleared your plate. Franky and Usopp taking every chance they got to try and make you laugh or show you their newest inventions. And of course, Zoro repeatedly pouring you more sake when your cup was only half full.

Of course from all that time spending and sake, you felt tired and most importantly, buzzed from all that sake Zoro had been giving to you. Feeling like you needed to let things out for once you took out that notepad from the storage room you found.

Soon, you began to scribble away everything. How you felt about the strawhats, that you were a trainee in CP9 and how you wish everyone would calm down. Soon, you had multiple pages filled with your feelings and you had to admit, it felt good to let everything out!

Setting the notepad down on your bed the cabin you yawned with a stretch. Why on earth do you feel so sleepy all of a sudden?..you definitely have been drinking too much sake with Zoro..

Laying down, you slowly pulled your cover up and stared at the ceiling..fluttering your eyes closed to sleep at last..

When you woke up, the sound of chains jangling filled your ears. Wait a minute..

Chains..?

Looking around it seemed like you were in captains quarters..aka luffy’s cabin, but why..?

Dread and fear now consumed your mind and body as you tried to at least sit up but failed. These chains were tight around your wrists and legs, causing almost no hope for escape.

What the hell did you even do this time?!

Rattling your brain for answers you finally came to a conclusion…

The notepad…

Someone must’ve read it and told everyone..you started to look around the dark lit room with only the moon shining through the window. Cold sweat dripped from your forehead as you then felt the presence of at least two people..

A gentle hand pushed you down on the bed you were laying in as a familiar voice filled the room.

“So, you were working for CP9 huh?”

You gulped..

“Don’t worry! We’re not mad hah!..why would we? You’re never going back there anyways!”

Before you could even respond to that you felt a straw hat being placed on your face..

A voice then smooth as chocolate and almost calming then whispered to you, very, very close to your ear like it was trapping you.

“We’ve always had our suspicions all along about your little Mission anyway, but now you’ve made it so easy..but dont worry your little head off..we’ll take good care of you as long as your nice from now on..”

A/N:

Hiiii my lovely petals!!honestly I’m just going to stop announcing when I’m posting because I always have things to do them or I fall asleep 😭😭 so I’m probably not going to to announce it anymore lol! But I hope y’all enjoyed this because I did! I tried to make this long enough and keep it interesting 😗😉 so sorry that this too so long to the person who requested this ❤️😭 if you ever want me to do another by you just say you requested this and I’ll probably drop everything and do yours first to pay back time 😭 but man I did miss writing! I’m so sorry I’m posting so late btw but I was determined and there was NO WAY I was about to miss another day and keep y’all waiting..but anyways, a new story or two next week and I hope y’all had an amazing thanksgiving and week/day!! I’ll see you soon my pretty petals and I hope you loved this and I wish you well! Also sorry if there is spelling mistakes I’ll fix them if I notice them!!❤️🌸💖❤️🌸

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shakethatsassyass · 2 years

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hi!! are u still active? i see the askbox is opeen sooo.

could i request some relationship of older!GOM like who's the marrying type, what do they like, who sleeps around most, who finds dating bother some etc etc!!! Maybe their ideal types in a s/o as well??? Thank u so muuuuch im so excited if everaaa

Hi! This request is really interesting and here are my dating headcanons for the GOM. You can request another one for their ideal types if you’d like since this ended up quite long 😅

GOM Dating/Marriage Headcanons

a/n: unedited

KUROKO

Come on, obviously this guy is the most emotionally intelligent out of all of them.

But does he approach the people he likes? No

But it’s painfully obvious when he does fancy someone

His ears become red. Warning: fair chance of passing out

He does his best to be more assertive though, meticulously planning how to approach his crush

Very very thoughtful, remembers what you told him 128 days, 13 hours, 6 minutes ago about that video you were showing him

When he’s with someone, you better bet the relationship will last for years

Not that he’s boring like that or anything but Kuroko hates the mind games that come with modern dating

But Kuroko’s immensely loyal to some may argue, a fault, I think

Like s/o wants to swerve careers? Kuroko supports

Wants to start a small business? He’s supportive

Needs to rob a bank/hide a body? He has all the tools already......

I just imagine domestic fluff kuroko being the troll that he is. he purposefully hides in the corner to surprise you with a heart attack when you come back home

KISE

Kise has quite a fanbase, as we all know

Headcanoning is that a word that Kise gets scouted by a Japanese company and becomes an idol for a short while

Kise’s a jack-of-all-trades so I can definitely see him working in different fields and having multiple sources of income

Which means he’s probably met a lot of people along the way

So yes this boy dates casually a lot, mostly just for publicity, and the other party knows it usually. People just come up to him and ask him out.

He has to have MAD respect for the person to even consider seriously or sometimes casually dating them or making the first move, though. Like the person of his interest has to be VERY good at what they do and have banger character

Kise is, contrary to popular opinion, not shallow at all. Personality and a person’s passion/morals comes first. He knows the feeling of being ogled for your looks and how those feelings of infatuation are fleeting

BUT I’D BE LYING IF I DONT SAY THAT KISE 100% LOVES THE CHASE. He’s a fast learner so I bet he also gets bored pretty quickly

If you wanna date Kise, you better not be the jealous type and not be controlling. Someone who can keep him on his toes.

Fun, goofy, sometimes intimidating lover

AOMINE

Somehow I see him settling down earlier than the others.

But before that he sleeps around a lot.

He likes hot women, that’s canon, but like he doesn’t date seriously during his early 20s, just casually.

Many fics present Aomine as this suave guy who can pick up any person he likes but I honestly doubt that’s the case

Definitely gets with Momoi at least once, whether they cross the line between bffs and lovers officially is up to Aomine sadly (see Replace novel)

Thankfully, he’s as graceful on the court as he’s not on the dating scene

So many people approach him on their own, often as fans who, if they ask appropriately enough, gets to go home with him

Boy just wants to have fun

But he never love bombs, and is in no way a manipulative lover

Respects your boundaries and asks for consent 1000%

When he falls in love tho, he falls hard

He might start off with seemingly cold feet and is indifferent but that’s just him actually thinking how to properly take the relationship to the next level considering all his hang-ups

Aomine’s insanely loyal and a committed relationship with him is something that even becomes sweeter over time.

Once he’s committed, he’s all in: he thinks of marriage, kids, the works

Aomine may look tough but he’s all soft for his s/o

MIDORIMA

He’s a late bloomer in the dating department

Midorima just thinks it’s bothersome. He’s busy with basketball and medical school already. He just doesn’t see what the fuss is about

But can you imagine if he just falls in love with an incompatible sun sign???

Like an Aquarius or a Libra (Murasakibara’s one)… or god forbid an Aries!!

And he just freaks out and questions his beliefs and does research on the rest of his/their birth chart. Lmao

Takao secretly made Midorima a dating app account and his profile gets plenty of traffic

Midorima knows nothing about this and refuses downright every time Takao tries to set him up with someone

Doesn’t do casual. Period.

You have to be very patient with him he’s the densest out of all of them you might as well just spell it out for him for Midorima to get the hint that you’re flirting

Midorima’s romantic relationships can only ever happen organically so you can’t 1. Force it. 2. Expect him to seek out relations for its own sake

Will either have to be set up by a friend on a date OR

Have some Kdrama destiny shit to occur for romance to get through his head (Doctor Midorima with patient reader AU???

Needless to say Midorima’s a faithful partner in all senses of the word. He’s consistent, hard-working, and responsible. He’s the kind of person who’d literally grow old with his lover and wake up next to them each morning.

MURASAKIBARA

Another one who doesn’t like initiate dates

No formal conversations of labels or anything like that

He may be a man child at times but no one is more loyal than this giant

You wanna date him? You better know how to cook. Or at the very least love food

He will not ask you out, well not directly anyway

Doesn’t take breakups well

He will sulk for days, someone from the GOM or Himuro or his siblings has to drag him out of the room so he could take a shower

One day you’ll just notice him hanging out with you

Anyway I hc that he gets the most jealous out of everyone in GOM. Like he gets too little attention and you’ll find him pouting like a kid

Mura also really easily distracted, and might even come across quite cold

It’s only because he rarely sweats the small stuff

So sometimes you’d be upset and he wouldn’t notice

WARNING: this could go on for days so unless you tell it to him straight up he won’t know you’re even upset

Buuuuut gets the hang of it after several months

He’s attentive when he needs to be, especially when it comes to his partner’s needs

So fights would rarely occur, unless it’s about his habits

His ideal s/o is a mom. Sorta

There I said it

TL;DR Murasakibara baby in the streets daddy in the sheets

But tbh any established relationship with him would be quite stable, his life would simply revolve around his s/o, food, and basketball

AKASHI

Akashi’s future is all planned out.

Being the only child in his political and influential family, marriage and family’s simply part of his duty. I read somewhere that his parents were most likely in an arranged marriage and that it’s not far off that he would be too, as Masaomi expects, when the time comes.

He sees the appeal in dating around but eventually decides against it because it’s seen as taboo (his family seems to be traditional), though he thinks about it from time to time when he feels lonely :-(

Lots of women (and men) fawn themselves over Akashi, he’s used to it, while he appreciates the support, emotional connection and bond is an important factor for the redhair

So he’s either seeing someone properly or not talking to anybody at all. Akashi’s forward like that.

He’s very discreet about his dating life. Like one day he just announces to the Miracles that he’s engaged to the love of his life and like??? No one knows he was even seeing someone?? Maybe just midorima and kuroko. Maybe Momoi (and by association Aomine)

Akashi haaaas relationships… they’re just very selective and won’t last long if he can’t see marrying them

Eventually marries for love. I just can’t see him tagging along an arranged marriage (like his father expects) with someone if he doesn’t like them

Yes boy do clear that karmic ancestral baggage

If you want to date Akashi, you should probably not be afraid to take the lead too sometimes. He already juggles plenty of responsibilities outside the home, he appreciates if he can just let go of the reins when he’s with his s/o

Bonus bonus if you can hold an intellectual conversation with him. He also takes a keen interest in your hobbies

Akashi’s a generous, kind, faithful, and attentive lover. You’re provided for for life.

#kuroko no basket #knb #knb headcanons #generation of miracles #kiseki no sedai #kuroko #kuroko tetsuya #kise #kise ryouta #midorima #midorima shintaro #aomine #aomine daiki #murasakibara #murasakibara atsushi #akashi #akashi seijuurou #knb imagines

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aritamargarita · 1 year

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ATTITUDE || 019

HELLO MY ATTITUDIANS (i thought that name was funny).

shout out to chapter 19. gotta be one of my favorite chapters,,it’s crazy how we made it to 19 already. this also has to be one of my favorite covers so far, the girlies look so nice here. please put your seatbelts on because this chapter is JUICY you thought last chapter was crazy? oh man. this chapter will also be split btw

now i can make this joke: 19 dollar fortnite card. who wants it? and yes. im giving it away.

VENGEANCE IS HERE. This is a very big night for you. It’s something you’ve been waiting for. Just to get your hands on Torrie and finish what she started.

The camera pans up on Doctor Smiley, who’s going through some of his notes.

“I know this night is very important to you. I’m glad you came. Debra gave me a call, she’s concerned you’ve been…..on a downward spiral.”

Once the camera switches towards you, the crowd cheers.

You’re not sure what he means. You’ve never felt better. “Well, I feel fine. There’s nothing wrong, from what I know of.”

Doctor Smiley simply nods, then writes something down. It’s silent for a moment, but he looks up towards you. “Plaid?”

“What about it?”

“New, isn’t it?” He questions. “If my memory serves correctly, that seems a little off from your normal attire.” It’s not much, but the jacket you’re wearing is telling him a lot. “Well, to be more modern, it’s just not your style.”

It makes a small smile grow on your face, the thought of Raven clouding your mind. You cross your legs. “A little recommendation from a friend, that’s all. Don’t you think I look nice?”

You’re reticent. He should’ve known. He also pencils this down, not answering your other question. “Right. I’m sure. Speaking of friends…how do you feel about Torrie Wilson? It’s to my understanding you two aren’t seeing eye to eye.”

What a wonderful question.

“When I think about Torrie, all I have are negative feelings.” You say. “I feeel…like I want to give her comeuppance.”

“…Would you say you want vengeance?”

“Yeah.” You nod. “That’s exactly what I’m saying.”

BACKSTAGE // 6:56 PM

Earlier that night, you and Torrie were going back and forth in the training center, rehearsing the match for the night. You two had a decent amount of spots, not too over the top. All you two wanted to do was to showcase your strength and hers.

Outside of a kayfabe standpoint, having a match with her made you thrilled. It reminded you of the ones you had in WCW from time to time.

It’s shaping up to be a good night. Even the other matches had you excited.

SCOTTY 2 HOTTY & ALBERT VS. CHRISTIAN AND TEST

EDGE VS. WILLIAM REGAL (INTERCONTINENTAL CHAMPIONSHIP)

[NAME] VS. TORRIE WILSON

JEFF HARDY VS. MATT HARDY

DUDLEY BOYZ VS. KANE AND BIG SHOW (TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS)

THE UNDERTAKER VS. ROB VAN DAM (HARDCORE CHAMPIONSHIP)

TRISH STRATUS VS. JACQUELINE (WOMEN’S CHAMPIONSHIP)

CHRIS JERICHO VS. THE ROCK VS. STONE COLD STEVE AUSTIN VS. KURT ANGLE

You plan to interfere with Matt and Jeff’s match after your own. Whether it be attacking Lita or purposely messing both men up, you’re there to cause trouble.

Truth be told, you’re going to try and fuck with everyone tonight and if anyone tries to fuck with your match, they’ve got a world full of pain coming back, tenfold.

But your match…..you’d finally show the WWF universe how happy you were. How happy that Raven finally took you under his wing, he made you his and you felt like you were apart of him.

You’ll tell the world as much as soon as you get into that ring.

Before that, Lita needed to be dealt with. You need to show her who she’s dealing with.

You want to get inside her head and most importantly, you want to worm your way inside the mind of Matt and Jeff. Those Hardy Boyz. Everyone loves them. You’d hear everyone scream for them as loud as they could whenever they’d show up.

Everyone loves Team Extreme!

You don’t.

You hate Team Extreme.

It’s clear to you that you have one brother wrapped around your finger already. The other wasn’t too easy to sway.

So before you know it, you find yourself rummaging through her suitcase like a madman. Cargo pants, crop tops…something that’ll make you look like Lita. Would fishnets top it all off?

For a moment, you considered buying a red wig so you could even mock her flaming hair. Is there enough time?

…Yes, yes there is. There’s always enough time. You’ll find a way to make it work after your match.

While you originally considered coming out to Edge’s match, you knew that wound was still fresh and you were still thinking of plans for him. It wouldn’t be fun if you did interference every match, honestly. You wanted to mix things up.

Actually, wait. It would make it even more interesting if it was fresh, wouldn’t it? Bah, you’ll think it over on the ride to the nearest costume or beauty store.

Either way, you needed to go and go quick, especially if you want your little scheme to work.

Wait! Maybe you’ll go out first. That way, no one would expect you coming out dressed as Lita later.

Yeah, that’s exactly what you’ll do! You already had something nice on, so why not just show up in all your glory? You may even help Edge win.

You just hope he’d be grateful, else, you’d have to teach him a few new things. You figure it’s good enough to make a guest appearance with the clothes you have on.

“Oooh, hey, [Name]!” Stacy’s voice comes from the door. She stands there for a moment before walking over to you with a smile. She looks nice tonight. “I’m glad you’re here. I just wanted to wish you luck tonight.”

You still feel pretty suspicious, but she’s not going out of her way to attack you or anything.

“You know, I’ve been looking for you!” She says, taking a seat on the small bench. She then focuses on zipping up one of her shoes. “Me and you have no problems! I just want you to rip her head off, okay?”

It’s nice of her to come and give you some sort of pep talk, despite how violent it sounded.

“Right. Yeah, I’ll do that.” You say, rubbing your temples.

“By the way, you look really tired, [Name]. Are you okay?” She asks. “Well, actually, how have you been? I haven’t been able to catch you backstage.”

It’s true, she hasn’t. Quite frankly you didn’t trust her at first, but she made her status clear the last time you saw her.

“I’ve been okay. I feel like myself.” It was a little true. Stacy probably doesn’t know about the Raven and Jeff situation, so you’re happy Lita kept her mouth shut, even if she didn’t know the whole thing in its entirety.

You take that back. You’re pretty sure Jeff told her…

“Alright…” Stacy gives you a smile and thankfully doesn’t press further. “When’s the next time we’re going shopping?”

“I dunno,” You shrug. “The next time I can actually see the Dutchess backstage?”

“Oh, you!” She bats her hand at you, then stands up from her spot. “I think we’re both really busy. I’m sure we’ll get around to it. There are so many things I see that remind me of you, I’m itching to dress you up!”

Of course. Her and Torrie always had a habit of putting you through rings of hell, dressing you up in what they think would fit you….

Stacy gives you a wink and you roll your eyes. She lightly hits your shoulder. “Don’t be like that. Hey, I’ll talk to you later, okay? I’m sure Bubba and D’von are looking for me. I just wanted to stop by.”

“I don’t mean to hold you back. I’ll see you later then.”

“You’re fine!” She reassured. With that bright smile of hers, she’s just about to leave the room before you call out to her.

“Wait! Do you happen to have a spare robe..?”

BACKSTAGE // 7:04 PM

This may have been the worst decision in your life, and shit, you’ve made some pretty bad decisions before.

Stacy was more than happy to loan you one of her robes. You were too afraid to question why she carried it around in her suitcase. You guess she’s ready for anything, even an impromptu swimsuit contest or something.

She didn’t know what you were up to and you’d rather keep it that way.

Your next mission is to find Chris Jericho. You had already changed into your ‘gift’ and put on a robe right over it. You’re a little ashamed to be doing this, especially with the cameras now on you, but Hunter asked for you to get it done.

You’re sure it’ll be worth it in the long run. Everything will be okay, even if you feel like you’re going to scream. Thanks to the advice from some producers, you find Jericho refilling a cup of water.

Alright, time to get your game face on.

You take a deep breath and strut on over to him. “Hey there.” You hope you don’t sound too forced, you really hate talking to him.

“Ugh, it’s you again.” He doesn’t seem happy to see you. “The hell do you want this time?” If you didn’t know any better, you’d think he was about to toss that cup of water on you.

“Don’t worry. I’m not here to fight or anything..” This time, you force a smile. “I actually just wanted to talk to you alone.”

“What’s there to talk about? If you think I’m dropping out of the title match, you can kick rocks.”

You try not to let his words get to you. It takes everything in your power not to reply with a snarky remark.

“Well, for starters, I don’t want to fight with you anymore. I want to make amends.” He doesn’t seem swayed, so you do your best to turn up the charm. “You know….I’ve always really, really liked you. I just didn’t know what to say.”

He raises an eyebrow, but the smirk growing on his lips tell you that you��ve got him fooled. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” You nod. “Why should we fight anymore? Tonight, if you show up to my hotel room, I’ll make up for what was lost.” Almost on cue, you show him what you’re wearing under the robe and close it quickly.

God, you’re cringing so bad inside. One day you’ll look back on this segment and cry.

You give him one last smile and walk away down the hall.

The plan is in action. You’re sure Hunter will be happy you’ve done your due diligence. You’ve gotta throw some of your clothes back on now to make it for Edge’s match!

You’re so sure that he’s waiting on you. You just know him so well.

VENGEANCE // 7:15 PM

And you seem to be just in time. With the match just in its beginning, you nearly tripped on some cords as you made your way toward gorilla position.

They need to clean it up. What if you tripped and busted your head open? You wish you could submit a complaint somewhere. But then again, Mr. McMahon would probably pop a blood vessel trying to figure out who the hell did it.

The moment you step out onto stage, the crowd starts to cheer. This stage was huge. For a moment you stand up at the top, just watching the two lock up.

‘What’s [Name] doing out here?!’ JR asks.

‘Hey! Tell her to come over here!’ Jerry tries to get your attention to no avail.

JR can only shake his head. ‘I don’t think she wants to even be within 4 feet of you, King.’

The both of them really were going at it in this lockup, with Edge getting the best of Regal by shoving him into the corner. You want a closer look, so you come down the ramp.

It is only when the referee forces him off of Regal, was when you were noticed. He runs a hand through his hair, moving most of it from his face. He must’ve thought he was dreaming.

You open your arms. This was no dream. This was reality! He comes over to the ropes, staring down at you quizzically.

“I know you missed me!” You exclaim.

Edge is just about to respond but Regal comes over and smashes his forearm into his back. That was definitely your fault, but you shrug it off.

Regal was starting to take over, grabbing Edge by the hair and lifting him up. Yet again, they lock up, an aggressive show of strength from the both of them.

While they’re doing that, you skip on over to the side of the apron towards the announcer tables.

You can see Edge’s Intercontinental Championship sitting nearby, so you go ahead and grab it.

It’s a really pretty title. As are most of the WWF titles. Once you pick it up, you run your fingers along a continent, and the crowd looks at you curiously.

It’s not like you were gunning for it yet..though you wouldn’t mind if they put you in the running. Everyone seemed to like what you’re doing though.

‘You said she wouldn’t come within 4 feet of me, JR,’ King starts to say. ‘But I think you’re just jealous!’

‘She’s a nice young lady, I’ll give her that, but she’s got some sense.’ He responds.

‘If she’s got some sense, why’s she got her hands on the Intercontinental title?! Doesn’t she know it’s nearly impossible for a women to even hold it?’

‘I think you’re forgetting about someone…’

You’re too busy admiring the title to even pay attention to them and the match. Running a finger over one of the continents, it makes you notice how beautiful it was.

Then again, it seems to be a common theme with WWF titles. Whoever created the design needs some sort of raise. But not if it’s Mr. McMahon, of course.

You’re so focused on the title that you don’t even notice a baffled Edge making his way towards you.

“The hell are you doing?” He asks, lightly shaking your shoulder.

“I came to see you!” You say, a smile on your face. “Didn’t you miss me?!”

“..What?!“ You weren’t sure if he couldn’t hear you or couldn’t believe what you said. You figure it’s the former when he continues talking. “I don’t want you out here! Put the title down and go backsta—!”

Taking advantage of the situation, Regal had slid out of the ring and came over to shove Edge right into you. The both of you fall over, with Edge landing right on top of you.

It didn’t help you held the title in your hands. That fall completely knocked the wind out of you.

“That’s no way to treat a lady, now is it, you pillock?!” Regal taunts, grabbing Edge off of you and throwing him into the announcer table.

You groan in pain as you try making your way onto your knees. Now you’re angry! You finally get up to your feet and dust yourself off. You gently set the title belt onto the apron, before running over and jumping onto Regal’s back.

You can see the flashes of many cameras, but you’re too busy trying to claw his eyes out. You try to pry his hands away from his face, but he’s just not budging. You resort to try and choking him out to no avail.

‘[Name]’s jumping on the back of William Regal! What’s she doing?!’

‘Is she insane?! What’s wrong with her?!’

Edge watches this in awe. What the hell was wrong with you? He wants to pull you off and knock (figuratively, of course) some sense into you, but it seems like you’re helping him out in the long run.

You jump off of Regal’s back and allow Edge to come forward with a clothesline. That’ll teach him! They’ll probably be fighting on the outside for quite a bit.

Man, Edge knocking into you really hurt. You may have made it worse for yourself by jumping on Regal. You’re a bit sore and out of breath, leaning on the apron for leverage. It takes you a minute to recover, but when you do, you notice that Regal sends Edge flying into the ring post that’s behind you.

You quickly get the hell out of the way. That could’ve been worse…

“Watch where you’re going!!” You yell, trying to back away from the scene. And for good measure, you stick your tongue out at Regal.

Of course, he doesn’t notice, fiddling nearby the ring’s fabric skirt and shoving something into his trunks. What did he just get out of there?!

You don’t exactly want to stick your hand down there and find out…

That collision definitely left Edge out cold. Regal grabs him by the hair and throws him into the ring, a little too close by the ropes.

Once he tries to pin him, you grab his leg and set it on the rope. Thankfully, the referee didn’t see you put it there. Just in the nick of time too…

Regal gets off, glaring at you. You just smile in response. He could’ve won there..but no! You didn’t let that happen!

He tries to powerbomb Edge this time, just a little bit further from the ropes so there’s no accident like that again, and then pins him. Fortunately, Edge kicks out at two. This is really bad..

You’re not even sure if Edge can get up. The referee comes over and tries to check on him, so Regal turns away and fishes into his trunks for what he took earlier.

You can see it as clear as day! Those were brass knuckles. If he hits Edge with that, it’s night night for him! You don’t want that to happen, so you jump up onto the ring apron to catch Regal’s attention. You need to do it long enough so Edge can recover.

“Hey!” You yell. He’s a little bit of ways from you, so it’s hard to grab him…

He turns over to you curiously, then tries to ‘shoo’ you away. But then he just stops. Regal turns to look at you and crosses his arms. “Actually, I’m glad you’re up here, young lady, I’ve got a bone to pick with you!”

Now you’ve got him! You’re interested, too. What ever could it be?!

You don’t even get to ask ‘what is it?’ before he continues to speak. “You have quite the attitude problem! You don’t jump on a gentleman’s back! There are other ways to resolve your anger!”

It makes you remember that he too, was involved in Doctor Smiley’s session. Maybe you should heed his advice….?

Yeah, right! “The only way to resolve my anger is violence!” You say, jumping off of the apron. Regal waves his hand at you and turns around to be met with…A SPEAR!

Edge finally is able to get Regal down long enough to secure the win. The crowd cheers wildly as you grab his title and hold it up to him.

He takes it and you're outta there almost immediately, circling around the ring and heading up the stage ramp.

And yet again, Edge can only look at you in awe. You’re crazy, you have to be. But he can’t help but to admire you for coming to his aid.

While you blow a kiss from the ramp, he makes the motion to catch it. He’s a little starstruck.

Perhaps you haven’t burnt all your bridges after all.

VENGEANCE // 7:34 PM

You don't even have time to feel tired tonight. With your match being right before Jeff & Matt's, you feel like you're going to be on your feet all night. Perhaps you'll get a break before the Undisputed Championship match..

You’ve already changed into your ring gear, so now you’re waiting for Raven. Normally, you’d feel calm when it comes to matches, but with him being there, it just made you all the more antsy.

“You’re shaking.”

Your head immediately turns to Raven, who had walked up to you with his hands in his pockets. It took everything in you not to run and jump on him. “I’m just a little nervous.” You reply, crossing your arms.

He doesn’t say anything at first. “You’ll be fine, babe. Don’t worry about it.” The smirk that starts to play on his face tells half a story.

You’re almost thrown for a loop when he uses a pet name. You’re sure he was just testing it out, but it feels like you have butterflies in your stomach.

“By the way, I’ve been thinking.” He continues. “You and I were in WCW, yet you’ve never spared me a glance. Why?”

You think about it for a minute. Creative in WCW never really let you stray too far from what you’re doing, despite it being a little messy. “I don’t know. The writers over there didn’t even know what they’re doing. Look at the bright side though, I’m here with you now!”

You outstretch your arms. He stares at you for a moment. You almost think he won’t hug you, yet he comes over and wraps his arms around you.

“…I want you to prove your loyalty to me.” He says.

You tilt your head. “How?” Anything he asked, you’re willing to do.

Raven detaches from you and sets his hands in your shoulders. “There’s certain people you must get rid of. They pose a threat to not only myself, but our….” He trails off. You get what he means.

You don’t want anyone to get in the way of your relationship with Raven. Not now, not ever.

“The first person is Jeff Hardy. Once a contender for the Hardcore title…..turned nuisance to the WWF. Even worse, a nuisance for us, [Name].”

You just nod your head with a smile. Whatever he says, goes. Was Jeff really the problem?

Before he can continue on, someone from production comes over to you two. “You’re on, [Name]. Get out there.” Now you can hear your muffled music echoing over the arena.

Both of you were a little startled, but put your game faces on and head through that curtain. The adrenaline is running through your veins all over again once you’re met with the crowd.

The bell rings three times and Lillian is in the ring, ready to announce. “Ladies and Gentleman, this is a match set for one fall. Making her way to the ring, accompanied by Raven, [Name]!!”

You two walk out to stand on stage. Before you continue to walk down the ramp, Raven holds out his hand. You look at him in bewilderment, but it turns into a smile as you entwine your fingers with his. You’re thrilled he even let you hold it.

‘That Jezebel’s holding Raven’s hand!’ JR exclaims. ‘She seems to be just about anywhere lately. What’s going on in that head of hers?!’

‘I told ya JR, that mental hospital will be opening as soon as we kind find those scattered loose screws of hers!’ King says. ‘And let’s put Raven in there too! Ha!’

The both of you make it to the ring. You opt to take the steps as Raven climbs onto the apron and opens the ropes for you.

You feel elated. It’s a small gesture, but it means a lot to you nonetheless. Once you get in, you walk over and motion for a mic to speak.

Raven shuffles over to sit in the corner in the meanwhile.

“…All I have to say is one thing. The day I’ve walked into the WWF, everyone wanted to know about me..but I feel like everyone liked the thought of me.” You pause for a minute, trying to gather your words. “No one saw through me like Raven did. I can feel his pain and he can feel mine.”

You throw your mic to the side (giving it a tiny kick so it can reach the edge). Torrie’s music starts to play and you walk over to Raven’s corner to sit right in between his legs.

He’s actually pretty warm. It’s also a pretty comfortable spot. You turn your head over to the front as Torrie begins to make her way to the ring.

“Making her way to the ring from, Torrie Wilson!”

You have to admit, what she’s wearing is kind of cute. The color pink really suits her. Of course, you’d never say that out loud. You’re just ready to wrestle her.

Raven nudges you slightly, and with a whispered “good luck”, he moves away and gets out of the ring to spectate.

You stand up from your spot. Things are finally starting to heat up. The crowd is a little bit anxious.

On one hand, they hope you don’t punish Torrie too much. Then on the other hand, they hope you can get your revenge. If they’re lucky enough, maybe they’ll get some clothing shed!

Not! You don’t want any wardrobe malfunctions or any ripping of clothes tonight. This is supposed to be a serious match.

The bell rung again and you two walk around in circles. You two weren’t friends right now. You were sworn enemies, nothing less, nothing more. Torrie put herself in this spot, so you were going to make sure she regret it.

It hurts you more than anything to have to fight an old friend, but in order to get your message through her thick skull, you didn’t have a choice.

You don’t want to disappoint Raven. In fact, you just wanted to impress him. Show him you could do this. That you live up to whatever hype there is.

When Torrie tackled you down almost effortlessly, that was when you knew your head needed to be in the game. There definitely was animosity behind her hits, but rest assured there will be animosity behind yours too.

…You’re gonna be honest. Torrie is as green as grass. She always has been. Nothing wrong with that, it just makes it a little harder to carry her through the match. She wasn’t alone though, Stacy (although you technically haven’t wrestled her directly) seemed pretty green too.

You can’t help but to laugh. One time, Lita referred to those two as ‘the blondies’, notoriously known for being quite new and not knowing what’s going on.

She trashed them so bad that night, then told you that you’re the only one that could really wrestle. It was sweet, but you felt kinda bad she wasn’t fond of Torrie and Stacy.

You roll over her and start hitting her back, getting your quick just desserts.

Getting off, you stare at her as she sets her hand on the ropes in an effort to recover. Torrie takes a good look at you, her eyes narrowing once she sees you laughing.

Before she could fully get up, you come over to grab a fistful of blonde hair before slamming her right back to the mat. You’re not quite done with her yet. This is only the first stage of pain you’ll put her through tonight!

You saw a wrestler do this move a very long time ago, but you can’t remember their name for some reason. You put one foot on each side of her head and step on her hair, then lift her arms up.

The referee starts to yell at you to “let go” and to “watch the hair”.

You eventually let up, Torrie writhing around on the mat in pain. You come over and lift her face up. “C’mon, Torrie!“ You scream, slapping her for good measure. “That all you got?! Get up!”

You decide to force her to stand up, grabbing her and lifting her from the ground. She’s able to shove her forearm into your stomach, causing you to keel over.

Torrie really did get up. She grabs your hair and slams you down to the mat. It’s her turn to be in charge and she’s going to try and lay down the law.

She squishes your face closer to the canvas and uses your hair to roughly scrub it across. “You’re horrible!” She screamed. “Do you see what I have to do to you!? This is your fault!”

Torrie finally lets go of you so you can breathe for a second. The referee is chewing her out for this move, so she starts to argue with him. You slowly recover off of the ground, and since you don’t think you have enough time to get up, you use your foot in order to kick her in the shin.

She crashes down immediately, holding onto her shin.

While she’s down, you turn your head towards the front, Raven’s watching intently. Once you start to fully stand up, you can see him duck down for some reason.

But it wasn’t his fault. He was completely blindsided by someone with multi-colored hair. This person knocks him to the ground and starts laying into him with punches.

Oh no. No, no, no…

This can’t be happening.

‘Jeff Hardy has just attacked Raven!’ JR exclaimed. ‘What is going on here?!’

You don’t even know what to do. You grip the ropes, just about to abandon the match, but before you know it, Torrie’s had taken advantage. She rolls you up and then….one, two, three. You kicked out far too late.

No fucking way.

Did that really just happen?! Torrie can’t believe that happened either. Before she starts to celebrate her victory, you immediately tackle her to the ground to try and choke her out.

The referee has to pull you off of her, but you couldn’t care less. You’ll handle her right after you try and break up the fight THAT WAS STILL HAPPENING AT THE OUTSIDE OF THE RING.

You slide out of the ring in and run over towards them, doing your best to pull off the assailant to no avail.

“STOP IT! Stop!” You scream. You’re doing your best to get in between them….to no avail. Raven’s able to get up off the floor and starts punching Jeff back. They’re squabbling and you’re panicking.

This isn’t supposed to happen. Why did Jeff do that?! He didn’t even give poor Raven a chance to fight! At least he’s getting his hits in now..

Some referees have to come from the back and attempt to pull the men away from each other.

The rowdy crowd is looking on, cheering at the sight. One of the referees have to tell you to back away so you don’t get hit, so you do.

Aaaand you’re bleeding.

Oops, you may be mistaken. You’re pretty sure one of them is bleeding, but you can’t tell who. With the referees crowding around them, it’s hard to discern who it was. All you can see is some blood smeared on your arm and hand.

You simply walk away and reach under the ring to yank out a kendo stick. Torrie’s still sputtering in the ring, and with most of the referee’s attention on settling the two men, you come back into the ring for a little bit extra.

You absolutely fucking hated how this finished! This was growing increasingly stressful, so you had to deploy the cure.

Violence!

For now, you toss the kendo stick to the side. You get down and pull Torrie’s arm right under your leg, getting into position for a Yes Lock. But it’s not any old submission.

You take the kendo stick and pull it under her neck. She flails under you, so you try and lighten the hold just a little bit so she wouldn’t be too hurt later. You try to be nice, sometimes.

There’s so much going on inside and outside of the ring, no one even knows where to focus.

One of the referee’s finally notice what you’re doing. “Hey! HEY!!!” He yells, coming back in. He forces you to release your hold on Torrie and she continues to cough, trying to gasp for more air.

….You definitely lied. You’re not excited for tonight at all.

You’re not in a good mood anymore.

Y’ALL KNOW I HAD TO FLIP THA SCRIPTT. we originally were gonna win but i said NAHHH. jeff just fucked everything up. this is important heehee.

i need a goddamn cigarette after this. hope you guys saw a slight golden reference, golden!reader does the hair mare /pull thing lol it’s like HER MOVE

regarding jeff and raven. THIS IS INTENSE. THIS IS REALLY INTENSE. ALL IM THINKIN ABT RIGHT NOW IS A 12 POUND BAG OF SEAFOOD BOIL. SPICY. who ready for the matt vs jeff & undisputed championship match thooo??????

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michinnyun · 2 years

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Can you please do a fic with a Short read with Din 🥺🥺I’m 5’1 and I can never imagine myself being with someone intimately because i feel so short that when I read someone’s fics, of them being held against a wall, that if I were to imagine myself im that scenario that I would be at Din’s chest height 😭😭 smut fluff angst anything u want Ms ma’am but let me tell u the extra cookie points that u will receive if u could make this steamy LOL - Self Esteem

Okay so this took me a while to write because I personally am pretty tall and love to imagine being smaller than my partner, but I don't actually know what that's like as all of my partners have been shorter than me ;-; I wanted to do this request some justice, and I really hope you like it!!!!

Shortcake

Pairing: Din Djarin x F!Reader

Summary: Guess what. It's steamy

Tags: Size Difference × Size Kink × Short Reader × bounty reader × Hand Jobs × Handcuffs × Injury × Enemies to Lovers

Words: 1k

Ao3 link

You always use your height to your advantage in a fight. People don’t expect a five foot human to be a deadly assassin, but that's where they make their mistake.

What you lack in height you make up for in sheer force of will.

That’s why you’re mildly surprised when the Mandalorian finally manages to capture you, despite your animalistic fighting spirit.

You wriggle in his hold. He gave up on keeping you in binders after you managed to pick them and bolt away.

Then you twisted your ankle. Sad, really. You’d been doing so well up until that point. He caught you again, obviously, and now you're trapped in his embrace while he carries you back to his ship like his pint-sized bride.

“Quit it,” he grumbles when you try kicking into his side with your good foot. “Don't forget, I could just knock you unconscious.”

You pout. “You won't. Harder to carry dead weight.”

He huffs. “It'd be easier to carry the dead weight at this point, with how much you're squirming.”

You smack a kiss into the side of his helmet and pat the cold metal. He swats your hand.

“You love me, shiny. Admit it. You could’ve just tased me, or killed me, or yes, knocked me out cold. But you didn’t,” you sing song. “You don't want to turn me in. This is too much fun.”

For months you've evaded him, striking up a little rapport. You think. It’s hard to tell when he’s so quiet. Like right now.

His ship is not as big on the inside as it looks, and it’s old and rickety. This is especially obvious when the carbonite chamber malfunctions. He pounds a fist on the control panel in frustration.

“Don’t move,” he grumbles, unlatching the paneling and inspecting the wiring.

“Where else would I go?” you say, sitting down on a crate and nursing your swollen ankle.

It takes about five minutes of Mando poking around for you to get bored.

You unbutton your blouse, shedding your vest and empty holsters. Mando managed to confiscate your blasters hours ago before he started chasing you on foot.

“It’s hot in here,” you whine, letting your collar sit open in a tantalizing v.

Mando glances at you, then turns back to his work.

You frown. “Mando. Just forget about the carbonite. I won’t try to escape. I can be good,” you purr, grazing your good foot against his calf.

He stiffens. “I find that hard to believe.”

You pout. “But you’ve seen it. On Canto Bight. Those people were traffickers, Mando. They deserved to be robbed.”

“Doesn’t change the bounty on your head.”

You roll your eyes. “A bounty put out by those same rich, terrible people. Come on, bucket head. Don’t you have a conscience?”

Without realizing it, you’ve been rubbing his ankle with the tip of your boot absentmindedly this entire time. His hand whips out to hold your thigh and stop your movement. Your heart stops.

“Quit it. Shortcake.”

You stare at him before bursting into laughter. “Shortcake? Is that the best you got?”

You grab his wrist and attempt to break out of his hold, but he retaliates quickly. You’re caught in an impromptu fist fight, blocking each other's movements so quickly that you're positive an outsider would hardly be able to register what just happened.

It ends with your unbuttoned shirt gripped in his fists and your legs wrapped around his middle.

“You're insufferable,” he growls, pushing you down until your back is against the crates and he’s caging you in.

You breathe heavily, his hard-on present against your thigh through his flight pants. He’s so big.

“You don’t mean that,” you smirk, reaching down and grasping him where he's hot and needy for you.

He whines, quiet and low, resisting the urge to buck his hips. You do it for him, rolling your body into his until there's no more distance between you, letting him feel how needy he's making you too.

“Fuck,” he groans when you reach into his pants and hold the length of him heavy in your hand, pumping gently and thumbing his slit. A bead of precum catches and you bring it to your mouth, letting him watch you savor it on your tongue. “Fuck.”

“Wanna make a deal?” you ask cheerily, and his head drops into the crook of your shoulder. He’s hunched in on you, hovering over you and making you feel so deliciously small.

“I don't make deals with bounties,” he murmurs, but it sounds broken. Half-hearted.

“First time for everything,” you hum, guiding one of his huge hands to your breast. You shiver at the sound of his heavy breaths, modulated through his vocoder. You wish you could feel them against your skin, against your lips and your chest. As much as you're looking for a way out, you can't help but admit that you're enjoying this, too.

“I could stay on this ship with you,” you murmur, taking his cock in your hand again. “Element of surprise and all that. No one would expect someone like me on your crew. You've seen me, I’m not a bad fighter.”

Mando thrusts into your small hand. “More trouble than it’s worth,” he gasps.

You chuckle. “I like you, Mando. We can both get something nice out of this. Just let yourself go, just this once.”

He mumbles something you can't hear, fucking into the dry grip of your hand like it’s the last barrier between him and heaven.

Pretty soon he’s spurting into your hand, groaning and almost collapsing on top of you. You’re a little surprised at how fast he finished. Maybe he does like you.

Your palm is sticky, and you make a big show of licking it clean for him. He grabs your wrist.

“Dirty,” he growls. You smile, a bright, genuine thing. Oh, he’s going to be fun.

#my fic #star wars #the mandalorian #din djarin #din djarin x female reader #din djarin x reader #mando x reader #pedro pascal #din dijarin fanfiction #request

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ty-the-trainwreck · 2 years

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Im a little late to Ronancetober but I’m here!

Day 4.

Horror Movie AU

Nancy hummed a tune as she looked over her collection. She hovered her hand over each one of the trinkets, until stopping and running her hand down one.

“Hmm…” She picked it up, examining it, “You’ll do.” Nancy turned and continued to hum as she walked into the kitchen. Turning on the sink she ran the item underneath the stream of water.

“Hey baby.”

Nancy turned her head as she heard the familiar voice.

She smiled as Robin met her in the kitchen, making her way behind Nancy and peering over her shoulder.

“You haven’t forgotten right?”

Robin wrapped her arms around Nancy’s waist.

“Oh, I would never forget.” Nancy kissed Robin’s cheek, making her way to the collection sitting dormant on the dining table.

“Quite the arsenal you got here.” Robin smiled.

Nancy chuckled, placing all of them into a box. “We have a special occasion.” The blonde girl carefully took the bag and lifted one of the floorboards, carefully tucking the box away. “Ready?” Robin stood up. “As ready as I'll ever be.” Nancy grinned, tugging the black cloth over her head.

Robin left the room for a brief moment, returning with a white mask with an elongated mouth and large eyes. “Remember, no traces,” Robin whispered to her.

“They won’t even find a spec of dust from me.”

Robin leaned onto the wall, watching as Nancy left the house. She immediately picked up the phone as she heard the door click.

Carefully dialing the number, she called Steve.

“This is the Harrington household, It’s Steve!”

Robin cringed.

“I really hate how you answer your phone.” She heard Steve chuckle from the other line.

“Sure, anyways. What did you call for?” Robin pushed herself onto the windowsill. “What was it like being with Nancy?”

Robin waited for Steve’s response as she picked at her nail polish. “Nancy? What you like her or something?” Steve laughed.

He didn’t know they were already together.

“Maybe, maybe not.”

Steve gasped, Robin winced at the sound. “You do! You like Nance!” She could imagine the boy jumping up and down in her mind.

Robin laughed, tucking her head into her hand. “Okay fine, you got me. But answer my question.” She relaxed for a moment.

“Fine, it’s like dating an angel or something. She’s so nice and it feels almost criminal how pretty she is. Nance used to apologize all the time. To be honest, she lets people walk over her too easily. But she’s changed. And to be honest again, I think you, Buckley, changed her.”

Robin scoffed at him.

“Oh please, it’s Nancy Wheeler!” She played along, folding her hands in her lap.

“Yeah, the same Nancy that stares at you like she’s a hungry lion that hasn’t seen meat in the last month! She obviously likes you bro.” Steve crunches on something, presumably an apple of some sort.

“She does not look at me like that!” Robin laughed.

“Yes she does!”

They went back and forth for a few minutes before she could hear a thud from Steve’s line.

“Steve?”

“Rob?” He mumbled.

She smiled, “Yeah?”

“I think someone is in my house.” Steve said shakily.

“What?! Go hide!” She yelled.

Robin knew she was being loud.

And she knew whoever was over there could hear her.

“Shh.”

Silence.

Then another thud, followed by a scream. And silence again.

“Stevie?” Robin said in a sing song voice.

“Not Steve, dear.” She heard Nancy’s voice come from the phone. “Is he down?” Robin whispered.

“Down and not coming back up.” Robin hummed, “Good, you know what to do. Hurry, come back home.”

“Did something happen?” Nancy’s voice went cold. Robin shivered at the sound of it.

“No, I just miss you.” Robin smiled as Nancy chuckled. “I’ll be home soon baby. Be good for me?” Nancy asked.

Robin nodded before remembering Nancy couldn’t see her. “Always.”

“Good girl, I’ll be home in 5.”

Robin slumped farther down.

“See you later,”

She lowered her voice.

“Ghost-face.”

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(YIPPEE DAY 4!!!)

#nancy #robin #ronance #steve #steve harrington #stranger things #ronancetober

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softsnzstuff · 2 years

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I would absolutely DIE for a fanfic of a sick Robin getting caught in the rain on her bike on the way to work. Who pulls up next to her but Eddie Munson, who then gives her a lift? Enter Steve Harrington. A sick, cold Robin being taken care of by the two sweetest gays in all of the land. ♥️

Awww, ask and ye shall receive! Here’s a short little something something. (Set in canon universe)

Biking to work this morning was a dumb idea to start with. Biking to work when it was raining was even worse. Of course, this morning she didn’t know it was going to rain, but those were just the cards she’d been dealt today.

Keeping one hand to steady the bike, she lifted the other to whisk droplets of water out of her eyes. Her bangs were fully plastered to her head and all of her clothes were damp.

“This is so stupid.” She mumbled to herself.

She still had about three miles to go when a van started to slow down alongside her. The window rolled down slowly to reveal one Eddie Munson.

“Robin! Hey! Where are you going?”

“Trying to go home!” She called over the sound of rain hitting concrete.

“Well stop biking and hop in! I’ll give you a lift!”

Eddie pulled over and helped load her bike into the back of the van. He thankfully kept some extra towels in the back too. He lay one on the passenger seat and offered another to his friend, who wrapped it around herself.

Once they were both back in the car, he cranked up the heater, noticing Robin shivering.

“Thanks for this.”

“Don’t mention it. Why are you biking home in a storm??”

“Car had a flat. Figured biking would just be faster than trying to fix it I guess.”

“Well sheesh Birdie, when the storm lightens up I’ll fix your flat for you.”

She didn’t answer, at first he thought maybe she was ignoring him, but when he looked over, her eyes were fluttering shut. She ducked down into the towel he’d given her.

“h’ch’IEW! snff tsch’EW!” She sniffled into the towel and looked at him guiltily, “I’ll wash this don’t worry…”

“Bless you! You getting sick?”

She shrugged, “Maybe? I dunno… ich’iEW!”

Eddie chuckled, “That sounds like a yes to me.”

Keeping an eye on the road, he reached over and felt her forehead.

“What are you doing?” She asked.

“I’m - checking for a fever?? I’ve seen Steve do it a few times.”

“What’s the verdict then?”

“I uh… I dunno I’ve never tried it before actually.”

They both laughed as the van pulled up to Eddie’s trailer.

“I’m just gonna grab the tools I need to fix your flat. But while we’re here, you should change into som dry clothes. You can borrow some of mine.”

She seemed hesitant but nodded, Eddie using his jacket as an umbrella for them both as they jogged up the steps to the trailer.

Once inside, Robin looked around while Eddie disappeared to his room. He came back with a pair of sweatpants, socks, an old tee shirt and a hoodie. He held them out to her, “The bathrooms just here if you want to change.”

“Thanks Eddie.” She smiled.

Making her way to the bathroom, she closed the door, she took the towel that was around her and dried off her hair a little bit.

Eddie’s sweatpants were too big for her, so she folded the waist over a few times until it sat just right. She had to admit the tee shirt and hoodie were very cozy - also too big - but she didn’t mind.

When she emerged again, Steve was there too. He must have come over from his house since it was his off day today.

“Hey Robs, Eddie said you’re sick are you alright?”

He approached her as she stared at him unsure of what to say.

“Im okay uh… he picked me up and it was raining and uh… h’chEW! snfSNF ch’IEW!!”

“She’s been doing that a lot.” Eddie called out from the kitchen where he was leaned against the counter eating an apple.

Steve frowned and turned back to Robin, placing a gentle hand to her forehead.

“You guys are snf so domestic…” she teased.

Steve rolled his eyes, “Well you don’t feel warm, that’s good.”

Eddie had taken another bite of the apple and chimed in, “Yeah, what he said!”

Steve looked confused and shook his head, “What?”

“Eddie tried that earlier.” Robin explained.

Steve turned to Eddie for further explanation.

He shrugged, “Didn’t know how to tell. But I’ve seen you do it.”

“Oh my god…” Steve sighed, “Why don’t you stay here with us until the storm lets up and then we’ll take you home and Ed’s can fix that flat tire, okay?”

Robin nodded and Steve ushered her towards the couch in the living room. The boys flopped down on either side of her, Eddie picking up the tv remote.

“So what do you wanna watch?”

#s/tranger t/hings #e/ddie m/unson #s/teve h/arrington #r/obin b/uckley #sick!robin #caring boyfriends #platonic bff Robin #snzblr #ask box #anonymous #colds

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sadinasaphrite · 2 years

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Whumptober Day 18 - Epel

Epel goes ice fishing with Rook and ends up getting very cold.

No. 18 LET’S BREAK THE ICE

“Just get it over with.” | Treading Water | “Take my Coat”

Read on AO3!

Fic under the cut!

“Of all the winter sports that exist in the world, how did I end up ice fishing?” Epel frowned at the hole in the ice between himself and Rook.

“You volunteered,” Rook reminded him cheerfully, “after I asked if you wanted to come. And to get an elective gym credit.”

The frozen lake stretched out around them in all directions, ice covered by a dusting of snow. Epel and Rook sat in folding camping chairs on opposite sides of a foot-wide hole in the ice, waiting for a bite on their fishing lines. They’d been out on the lake all morning without a single fish to show for it. Every few hours, Rook would declare that their hole was devoid of fish, and then they’d haul their equipment to a new spot, drill a new hole in the ice, and start the whole process over again.

Epel was bored. All there was to do was stare at the ice and listen to Rook babble on about whatever he wanted to talk about.

“I only said yes because there weren’t any better options. I wanted to go ice skating,” Epel complained.

“Ah! But then why did you not join our Roi des Poison?” Rook asked. “Was he not leading an ice skating group?”

“He’s figure skating, not ice skating,” Epel said, and bobbed his line in hopes of catching the interest of a cold, sleepy fish. “It’s different. Figure skating is dancing and jumps and spins and stuff. I wanted to skate like I was playing hockey. Or better yet, play hockey.”

“Ahhhh,” Rook said with understanding. “But there were not enough people interested for a team sport to be approved. If you find fishing so arduous, surely there were other sports you could have joined?”

“I could have gone snowboarding with Jack, but that group was full,” Epel grumbled. “I thought about the luge group, but the only people who signed up were a bunch of Pomefiore second-years who are in a clique. I’d be miserable hanging out with them.”

“As miserable as you are out here?” Rook asked, a teasing gleam in his eye.

Epel groaned and rolled his eyes.

“Fine. You’re not the worst company I could have. Ugh,” Epel rose to his feet and set the fishing pole on his chair. “I’m bored as hell, and I gotta piss. I’ll be right back.”

“Such uncouth language!” Rook gasped and put a hand to his chest. “What would the housewarden say?”

“Vil ain’t here and you ain’t gonna tell ‘im,” Epel said, and walked off.

“Don’t go too far!” Rook called after him.

Epel waved a vague hand in response. There wasn’t any cover on the lake, no bushes to hide behind, so distance was the only privacy he could get. He decided he was far enough away when Rook was nothing more than a small figure in the distance, and Epel was unable to make out details. Good. If he couldn’t see Rook well, then Rook couldn’t see him. He glanced over his shoulder to make sure the distant figure of Rook wasn’t watching, and took care of his necessary business.

Once finished, he cleaned his hands as best he could in the clean snow, then headed back to Rook. A resounding crack split the silence, loud enough that Rook’s head snapped up in the distance, and Epel froze.

That had to be far away, right? This was a huge lake. Surely that was the sound of ice cracking far in the distance. Nothing to do with him. Right?

Epel started hurrying back toward Rook. The sound of another crack followed him. Then another. And another. And another. The last crack ended in a fracturing crackle, and Epel’s frayed nerves snapped. He broke into a run and sprinted for the fishing hole.

On his third step, the ice gave way and Epel plunged into the icy water below.

The water was unlike anything Epel had ever felt before. He’d grown up with harsh winters, been caught in a blizzard, fallen in snowbanks, and even slept in a snow cave. Nothing came close to this. The second he hit the water, his chest seized and robbed him of breath. The sheer shock of it paralyzed him, freezing temperature cutting him right to the bone as if he’d been frozen solid.

A second passed, then another, and each felt like a whole eternity. Epel’s mouth fell open and water rushed in, filling his senses with biting, bitter cold. The water sought his lungs, and Epel coughed, air escaping him in the form of bubbles rising above his head. It was enough to shake him of his paralysis.

Air! He needed the surface! He could see the hole above him, a dark patch amid the gleaming white ice and snow. His lungs screamed and burned, desperate for air though he’d only been underwater for a few seconds. Epel kicked for the surface, and though his limbs were stiff and sluggish, he swam for the hole in the ice.

He broke the surface with a desperate gasp, and immediately started to hyperventilate. Fuck, it was cold. This was almost worse. His wet skin in the frigid air felt colder than the water. His legs stiffened up, and he dipped beneath the surface once more.

No!!!

Through adrenaline and sheer willpower, Epel forced his limbs to move once again and bobbed back above the water once more. He coughed through his sharp, frantic breaths, and his hands managed to find the edge of the ice. With another good kick, he heaved himself up enough to get both his arms over the edge, then stopped as he heard the ice cracking again.

“Epel!!!”

Epel looked up to see Rook sprinting toward him.

“D-don’t!” Epel tried to shout, but it came out as a hoarse rasp instead. “You’ll fall in, too!”

“I’ll be fine,” Rook slowed, then came to a stop about ten feet away from Epel. “I’m going to get you out, but I need you to do exactly as I say, alright?”

Epel nodded shakily. Now that the initial shock had worn off, he was shivering uncontrollably, and he clung desperately to the ice beneath him.

Rook pulled a coil of rope off his belt and threw one end to Epel.

“Grab on, but don’t try to pull yourself up, yet!”

Epel grabbed for the rope, but the cold had turned from biting to numbing, and he fumbled with it.

“I c-c-can’t g-grab it! My f-fingers are—”

“That’s alright,” Rook interrupted, “Wrap it around your wrists or arms, under your armpits, anything you can do to get it as secure as you can! It doesn’t need to hold your whole weight, but it’ll help.”

With a little more fumbling, Epel managed to twist the rope around his arm a few times, though he was doubtful that it was in any way secure.

“Do you have it? Tres bien. Now don’t try to pull yourself straight out, the ice will just break again!”

“Th-then w-what am I supposed t’do??”

“Kick your legs,” Rook instructed. “Kick until you are horizontal, like you are swimming. Then pull yourself onto the ice, so your weight is evenly distributed. The rope will give you a little leverage and I will help pull you!”

Epel nodded again and kicked. It was easier said than done. His legs were only getting more stiff and numb, and his water-logged pants were heavy. After a few moments of work, he heard the splash of his feet breaking through the water.

“Très bien!” Rook shouted. “Now, onto the ice! Crawl and kick!”

The rope tightened around his arm as Rook pulled, and Epel clung as best he could to the rope while continuing to kick, water and icy slush sloshing behind him. Inch by inch, he dragged himself over the ice, first his chest, then his abdomen, and finally his hips. Epel let out a sob of relief as he lay firmly on the ice, only his feet still in the water, and started to rise.

“No, not yet!” Rook shouted, and Epel froze, looking up at him in confusion.

“Do not stand yet, come to me where the ice is thicker! Slide forward on your stomach, or roll if you have to!”

Epel groaned and dropped his head down on the ice, but took a deep breath and crawled on his belly. Rook continued to help, pulling on the rope and reeling Epel in like a fish.

“Très bien, magnifique!”

Once Epel was close enough, Rook reached down and caught him by the arms, helping him up.

“There we go, that’s it. Can you walk?” Rook put an arm around his shoulders to support him.

“We’re sure gonna find out.” Epel shivered violently,

“Let’s head back,” Rook said, guiding him to the edge of the lake. “Get you warmed up and taken care of.”

Epel nodded, wanting nothing more than a hot shower and to curl up in bed. He leaned against Rook, needing his support as he stumbled across the ice. His hair crunched, the wet strands freezing in the chill air.

“Hey, Rook?”

“Oui?”

“Next time you go ice fishing, don’t bring me along.”

Rook laughed brightly and held Epel close.

“You have my word.”

#whumptober2022 #No.18 #Treading Water #Twisted Wonderland #Fic #Epel Felmier #Rook Hunt

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grymmnox · 4 months

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weekly fic recs #37

meant to post this yesterday, completely forgot. anyways, same stuff as usual; & for platonic, / for romantic, all that.

yes, we are pretending everything between june last year and now does not exist because im too lazy to post them. (might make a big masterpost of all of the bookmarks, but i doubt it.)

fandom(s): rdr

ship(s): canon relationships (bessie/hosea, abigail/john, cal/charlotte)

keep in mind these like.. almost all have major spoilers. the ending broke me and i was coping.

Oneshots

a way from here to the sea; werewolfsquad - red dead redemption

teen and up | 4.5k words | arthur & john, arthur & dutch | READ TAGS summary: When a thirteen-year-old John manages to get himself tossed in a river, it is, as always, Arthur’s job to prevent him from getting himself killed.

If Your Well Is Empty; pipdepop - red dead redemption

teen and up | 6.3k words | arthur & copper (the dog), arthur & van der linde gang | READ TAGS summary: Arthur’s hurting bad, and Dutch doesn’t know how to fix it. Luckily, Hosea might have a solution. It’s small, wriggly, and likes to eat boots.

You're The Anchor I'm Holding Tight Onto; pipdepop - red dead redemption

teen and up | 5.7k words | arthur & van der linde gang, hosea & van der linde gang, arthur & john | READ TAGS summary: As they recuperate after another botched job, Arthur struggles with keeping the gang afloat. Sometimes literally. Or: Copper catches a legendary fish. He absolutely does not mean to.

We Are Definitely Not Getting A Dog (and that's final); pipdepop - red dead redemption

teen and up | 12.4k words | arthur & hosea, dutch & hosea, arthur & dutch & hosea | READ TAGS summary: “You won’t believe our luck! I found something wonderful in town!” Hosea eyes the boy shuffling beside Dutch’s horse, staring down at his boots. Then he slowly turns back to Dutch. Takes in the bright grin, the eyes gleaming with excitement – the expression he usually gets when he comes up with one of his grand schemes. “...behind the dirty urchin?” - Against his will and better judgement, Hosea Matthews acquires a son.

Complete Fics

what wastes and deserts of the soul; magistrate - red dead redemption

teen and up | 33 chapters, 339.7k words | arthur & john, jack & john, abigail/john, arthur & jack, arthur & dutch, dutch & john | READ TAGS summary: Eight years have passed since Blackwater, Saint Denis, and the fall of the van der Linde gang. The survivors are trying to make a life for themselves – some moving on to nobler pursuits, some circling back like carrion birds to the scores they left behind. And outside a town called Purgatory, West Elizabeth, a man wakes up without a scrap of memory or a name, haunted by a black wolf and a golden stag.

Birdshot & Bone; magistrate - red dead redemption

teen and up | 2 chapters, 12.7k words | arthur & van der linde gang, arthur & john | READ TAGS summary: "Got a tip," Sean said. "Good one. Some of O'Driscoll's boys are fixing a move on some sort of hidden treasure, old Plantation savings stashed in a manor, something like that. Something to do with those Lemoyne Raiders pissing all over Scarlett Meadows. Just the sort of Confederate gold we're out here looking for, isn't it?" (John and Arthur go robbing O'Driscolls. It does not go well.)

in my body i fight fire; novoki - red dead redemption

teen and up | 3 chapters, 37.6k words | arthur & hamish, arthur & charlotte, charlotte & hamish, cal/charlotte | READ TAGS summary: Hamish places a hand on Arthur’s wrist, expecting a stone-cold touch, a missing pulse. There’s a beating beneath the skin. Slow but there. Arthur is alive. --- OR: --- Hamish, hearing errant gunshots by his cabin, checks the nearby mountain for any dying men he can comfort in death. He finds a familiar face.

The Cold Hand; Aenlu - red dead redemption

mature | 7 chapters, 24.1k words | READ TAGS summary: Dutch ain't come for him, and Arthur tells himself he is glad for it. It has been almost four full days since Dutch's meeting with Colm, and Dutch cannot shake the itch beneath his skin. ---- Arthur does not liberate himself from the cellar at Lone Mule Stead.

the door gets opened to ghosts; the_ocean_weekender - red dead redemption

teen and up | 3 chapters, 3.1k words | abigail/john, abigail & arthur, arthur & john, jack & john, arthur & jack, arthur & uncle summary: Abigail is home alone with only a shotgun when a ghost visits the ranch.

Tied Up By The Past You Hold; pipdepop - red dead redemption

teen and up | 2 chapters, 11.2k words | arthur & dutch, arthur & hosea, bessie/hosea | READ TAGS summary: In a spur of the moment decision, Dutch and Hosea rescue a young boy from a beating in some backwater town. Trouble is, now they’re not entirely sure what to do with him, and this whole ‘parenting’ thing is a lot more difficult than Dutch thought it would be.

#[.grims weekly recs]#[.grims recs]#fic recs #reclist #rdr #rdr2 #rdr fic recs #rdr2 fic recs #you'll never guess what i'm going to go do now #it has nothing to do with me trying to get a 100% run #totally not

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the-firebird69 · 6 months

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Column: Trump's legal strategy makes a lot of noise, but it hasn't solved his problems in court (msn.com)

and snl had a field day. said it over and over h e treats his constiuants like shit. badly. and gets hit and robbed. nw we see him he is a miscreant. needs out. we help him leave ok

this afternoon he was horrid we saw him at his harley and would not move nd heard you and a few of teh words get away from me they seek you and you try to use us as a shield and me to use it and we pull you off you added the last part...and he waas shocked and thanky ou. a nd for the money and stuff and he balked. no. and we are quick sillent let the hate build up using your antics. and pow. and he left unhappy. dont go away we are here lol. dan too will be nabbed is the rolls fag. tons o dough tons o cover. and he winced. we see you ok. ad talked and oh my. ok. and yoour the one who has something to lose is what it means. nukes bombs and we take them again use them on you clear shortly. and he winces. why...dont come back you here and it is you doing it y ou say it and tommy f. you and macs. all. and you fight. andwe use it. and he balked no way too huge. of course. smiles says its dave no jc and its in his wirting what he wanted from us. and he llooks at you and says now your dead, we get you needed that and he balks..and keep talking ok and balking. and chekc your bones and stuff ok you moron. he then said this im talking to my lawyer, and good, it is jeff i t hink. hahahah and he winced. this blows..and terry c says its me ok worse lol. hire yourself trump your a fool and gay boy. and he did not smile we use it. she will take you to courrt in mass. and to avoid prosecution for the missile strike you will go to prison for will turn states evidence and you will die in the cahir lose your brain be revived. and he blalke we then use your caarcasas as your idiots want. he says this is aweful and our son says your muvie cusac better off dead and nowrow too and your daughet and youare in it and you made retards different contingetn and very dumb hits you up ok. he then said but out andwhy we are responsible ppl use it wisely. and smirked so what we die anyways..good. i like it. and i can go longer and faaster and much more affeicively and you will be gone turd. at taht he burst out loud saaidi have had it. an threw his shmock downa nd left and they said dont come back to him and he means it wrote this down wont stop harrassing him no matter what. and then we needed that. and then keeps money from him due to sarah the other exxucuse. and she is livid. i want him well your a shit and fart. tons hate him. and he is an overgrown baffoon losser forces forg in and dies and hates it keeps it up. we use it.

now this is what he says. what a waste of time someone plug him he is sick needs out. and his and the ones making ihappen we need speed to catch it all. not perpetuate it grows too fast and we do this now true too

Thor Freya

Olympus

Zues

your dead trump i do it now. she wil go toc ourt as me yes. you harass her non stop and it is not emily itsher mother tricia. your a shit head ok dan not alicia. we wnat out but ok call Bitol and Goddess Wife

Thor Freya

and he calls me need it now and we do this open the case have her in. and yes it is veryformal we have ohters mac and mike justin bja will send someone. arnold and a mac or two anthoony ok and yeh he sees it. will do it. mb stone cold as a paralegal or consultant and our son syas pi and good idea.

and the case is rich and ful of twists and turns yes. but our way. he held jen up and forced her in. we saw it. and he found her from mops trail he said no. it was her voice pattern nope. shwe walked up to him no. and it was from umass yes. saw her watching him. and sent in ppl yes. and then it was on. and they met there. and he sees. the restaraunnt on the building and she recalls he wa nervous paid cash and said i dont like the plastic. she ate up and hwe watched a bit. she was embarrasse he was surupsrised she said she ha a good tiime. and then this. he wants to get to know me likes my style. and an edge of thiers and we did get along. saw me alone. lonely. and it was good i felt it we canhelp each other. and fun ok. you liked her yes loved her. still do he saysof course she dumped me though ahhahah she laughs you see why now. and it is coming out ab it. they will ave a trial and i say that and sh smiles good. and this. the girl wants teh job jen may supplant and they want to see how. the caasae is simple no it is about modern slavery and so is the one with gerson. we take our time with it. look at all the angles. and see what it is. and he does. to get him there. anld we will sue him use her and break macs down and it is needed now. and we see i submit it. there is really no pull it is silent. no court case. no money for him. no broken laws. the apartments tehre and he shut uoff the gas. and they said it we are alive no. he makes a jc refernece to the boys there at the party to feel their wounds are unique and by their grandfather lol. itt is to prempt the macs they say to use it for real. and we see. it is kinda cheese no. real. and trumps stuff he wants to take over pull him up and did the yale stuff to do this. and he is a shmuck. needs to pay again. we see it. use it ok. and wow what a big deal and in the courhouse they want our son in and daughet from venus. and im wiling to participate ok Hera says. and we want you home we have a stand in lol a stunt girl. and it is serious they try to llighenit are iditos. but for real. he was vulgar is and per macs. and we shall open it up fullly need to now and meaning right now. she will sue for the name change. or well change it. and yes via lawyer. she does say it it is changed. and does not say to what, so the new name is doe no. a diferent name smith yes. and he is an ass lol. now it would not stick ok he uses the name iincorrespondence and says she is her daughter an then this she shows up i m out and forever so this explains it masterbating in front ofme. and oh no. he does it near them. uses it he says. and then this oh ok. and we prove something we mean it. and so w hat to kill your grandaughter your a fn moron. lol and he is. the case will be for the name to be cahnged not used if so we fine them and pull them into court each time. and for her freedom and we mention why. and to hit them no. but sue for damages and more. to her name and marriage rightss. and the money you would have half would be hers and from trump. and stocks bonds and companies and we do this it is real. she an agent and her the patsy. and we recombine her always and she wll. does it anyways. and this would hurt macs more yup he is a fag and a real asshole but ok. has always been one.

Biton and Goddess Wife

we need a schedule when you submit and then the hearing expeced dates and structure of it.

Hera

i shall submit it keep youposted so stay tuned

Bitol and Goddess Wife

ewe were tormented too and with our own plan we do this hit too

Thor Freya

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nolongerslayinghere · 3 years

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Helloo! I saw you write for Gorou! Can you do Gorou relationship headcanons? Thank you!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA: hi bestie yEs tbh ever since the day he was leaked i was all over him omg anyways enjoy your headcanons😤

*SCREAMS*

Anyways

IM RUNNING LAPS PLEASE I CANT ENGLISH, BUT MY IDEAS ARE GREAT

I KEEP SPELLING SPOON SPPON HELP

𝔾𝕠𝕣𝕠𝕦 ℝ𝕖𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡 𝕙𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤

- 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙨

𝙋𝙧𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙮 𝙗𝙤𝙮

𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙤𝙛 𝙪𝙨

𝙆𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙡

𝙈𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙥𝙤𝙩

𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙙

𝙁𝙪𝙩𝙤𝙣

You guys met through a small shop, he would always shop at the shop (no shit)

And one day, you caught his eye. He’d never seen someone so perfect.

From that day on he came everyday only to see you

(he would buy some snacks from there, and he has a stash enough to last him zhonglis lifetime)

He adores you, he would do anything for you. He’ll buy you anything.

He loves to cuddle with you, he likes to bury his head in the crook of your neck.

… for you to pet HIS HAIR AND EARS 😩

This man loves it when you pet his head he wags his tail so hard your surprise it hasn't broken

Please touch his ears and tail their real sensitive , he’ll only wanna cuddle more if you touch them.

He loves to kiss you mostly kisses your forehead, temples , and nose (noses kisses omg)

he likes to poke your cheeks (since they look so chubby to him and pokable)

He kisses your lips in private 😤 most affection is behind closed doors

He still hugs you and touches you in public, but most of the more affectionate stuff is behind closed doors 😎

You two share a bed, and he likes to spoon (he prefers the big spoon)

Hes like to kith you goodnight AND a good morning kith

He likes to buy you ✨flowers✨

He buys your your favorite flowers whether it be a whole bouquet or a single.

He also buys you a lot food that's it that's the headcanon

He likes to shares his snacks with you, he maybe a scary soldier when he's with you. He drops his guard and gives you all his heart

Also likes it when you tell stories whether it be about your day, or a story book he’ll listen.

When he comes home from a long day of robbing peoples visions I MEAN

He likes to hug you while you make some food (wrapping his arms around your waist was just about his favorite thing, pressing his cold cheek to your warm shirt) "so what you making?" he asked

He also likes how you smell which is one of the reasons he likes to bury his head in your neck, its where it smells the strongest

When you two are walking around town he likes to hold your hand. Swinging it gently

He also rubs your thumb with his (MY DREAM ONG KJHSAF NKAJ)

Also kissing your hand, and nuzzling it.

(he's amazing omg)

He's like to go clothes shopping with you (have you seen his fashion sense)

He's like it when you pick each others clothes

He's very honest, but very sweet if he doesn't like something he’ll say it but in a very polite way.

He’ll protect you with his life, he’ll give you everything and do anything you keep you happy and alive

That's part of the reason he's part of the resistance to fight for his loved one

Sometimes he hates the fact he's so soft to you and lets his guard down

What if you break him, hurt him more than any enemy could.

But He trusts you with his heart so take care of it

THIS TOOK ME LIKE UHHHHHHHHHHHHHH 5 HOURS 💀 compared to like 5 months its great

getting shit done nice

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traashsmash · 3 years

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Everything happens at a party

Warning: Knifes and guns

Word count: 1298

Summary: You and Stiles are dating and plans on going to a party, which Stiles is unsure about. But something unexpected happens when they are there.

"Hey Stiles! Are you ready for the party at Lydia's?" You said as you saw him in the doorway. "Well I was thinking of not going after everything that has happened at all the different parties." You grab his hands and dragged him in and up to your room. "Stiles, it’s a small party this time, only with friends you know. Plus nothing has happened in forever, so you don’t need to worry." You sit down next to each other at the bed. "Yeah you are probably right, so sure I will go to the party." Stiles said as he stood up. "And y/n?" You look up at his honey colored eyes, waiting for him to continue his sentence. "You are really red right now, it’s not that hot in here. Is it?" he says while smirking. You look down while kicking his ankle all flustered. "Ouch don’t kick, that's not very nice." he chuckled. "Stiles! Quit laughing at me! It’s not funny." "I’m only doing it because you are adorable." he said. "Agh! you gotta stop doing that!" you said has he dragged you up so you now were standing. "What?" he asked. He pulled you closer to him and you whispered "saying things making me want to kiss you.” “Well I don’t mind you kissing me.” He pressed a soft kiss on your forehead “I think we have to leave now if we are gonna go to that party you were talking about.” he said as he walked out of your room. With you still standing there not really ready for that party, but you walked down to him anyways.

Time jump-At the party

Everyone was there Liam, Scott, Malia, Lydia, Mason. “Wait, where is Corey?” you asked looking around for him. Mason pointed to the corner and he appeared out of thin air. “Sorry, I just thought you were someone else.” He said while he walked to an empty chair and slowly sat down. “What’s up with him, he’s not really the paranoid one in this group.” Malia asked looking from Corey to Stiles to you. “I understand it. A lot has happened in the past years.” Stiles mumbled while putting his arm around your shoulder, in an attempt to make you feel safe. “Well I’m not so sure that’s the only reason. I think someone else is actually coming.” Lydia said staring out in the air. “Oh please tell me your just joking. I’m so tired of all this.” Malia walked over to Lydia waiting for her to tell her she is joking. “I just have a bad feeling. Its not like I have seen anything. I just has this cold feeling. Like if all the doors were open.” She looked over to Scott to indicate that he had to say something, since he is after all the alpha. “mh yeah. Well we cant really do anything now if there is anything at all, since we don’t know what would happen.” He stood up and found some soda and ships. “So we might as well have a good time”

There was some uncertainty hanging in the air, but after a while and some good music, this conversation was forgotten about. Except Lydia who had to find a blanket because she just couldn’t shake off the feeling of the cold air. The same air that was filled with chatter and laughing, people falling over each other in a game of twister, warm yet so cold.

A sound of broken glass hitting the ground made everyone quiet, and someone turned of the music to hear what was going on. The cold air from outside washed over you and made you shiver. “Cold.” You said looking over to Lydia who now was standing ready to see what broke the window. The door slammed open while 3 guys ran in and one woman jumped through the broken window. “EVERYONE DOWN!” this one guy with blond hair yelled pointing a gun at them. “ON YOUR KNEES!” another guy yelled, trying to push you down. “Hey! Hands off!” Stiles yelled to the blue haired guy that was trying to push you down. “GIVE ME YOUR MONEY! TELL ME WHERE IT IS!” You look over to Scott and says “After all the supernatural we have been through. Lydia predicts a robbery. I though she was the Harbinger of Death, not a psychic.” The woman that jumped through the window looked at you like you were crazy. “The harbinger of death?” She said. “Wtf is that supposed to mean? Does she like predict death?! Because im ready to get that fulfilled for you.” She had a small knife, but big enough to kill someone if you hit them the right place. She threw it with all her power and it hit Scott in the chest. “Agh! That wasn’t really nice!” He said as he pulled the small knife out of his chest. Stiles walked over to you and sat down beside you “Hey! y/n, you ok?” he looked at the blue haired guy with an evil stare before meeting your eyes again. “Yeah, I’m ok! He just made me sit on the ground. So, its nothing.” The guy that had been quiet all this time started yelling “IM NOT KIDING WITH YOU! TELL US WHERE YOUR MONEY IS!” you looked at him tired of all this. “Ok, I’m done with this yelling.” Malia said looking at Liam and Scott. “Ah, same.” Liam said. The woman then bent down to you and asked “Are they ok? First I throw a knife at one of them, and no one really reacts, and now they talk as if this happens on a daily basis.” Stiles shrugged “well not really daily, but you are not wrong. Its usually just a little different.” You say to the woman trying to rob you. Malia’s, Scott’s and Liam’s eyes start glowing while they are looking at the men. “Oh holy shit!” the blue haired guy said running out of the house followed by the two other men. “What’s up with them? Agh! I guess I have to do everything by myself then.” She then stood up and walked over to the rest of the group. “ok sit down like those two do and tell me where your money is. Is that so god damn hard?” you looked over to Scott signaling that you are tired of the woman. You heard his roar breaking the silence and the woman turned around in fear. His eyes were glowing red and claws instead of nails. He roared again. “Finally!” you said annoyed at how long it had taken. The woman who now were terrified said “Ok. Keep your money. I don’t want it anyways.” And she ran just like the men did. “Wow. I’m just surprised none of them shot any of us when we showed them our eyes.” Scott giggled. “Scott, she threw a knife at you!” Lydia reminded him. “Yeah… but I healed didn’t I.”

Stiles drove you back home and followed you to your door. “Well i think you are right.” You said before turning to him. “right about what?” he asked. “Everything happens at the parties. Maybe we should stop going to them.” You looked him in his beautiful eyes, and you could see him smile. “Yes, you are right. Everything does happen at parties. Like our first kiss, our first fight as a couple, and us making a lot of good memories. I don’t really want to stop making those memories. At least not memories like we made at your birthday party last year.” You felt a warm feeling in your cheeks by the thought of that day. “y/n I don’t want to stop making those memories with you. As you said, something always happens at parties."

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glassartpeasants · 4 years

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You Look Happier

Shigaraki x F!Reader x Overhaul

Warnings: Angst, toxic relationships, cheating

~~~

You sit on your boyfriends bed as a sigh escapes your lips. It’s been like this for as long as you could remember. You, sitting on the edge of his bed while he sat at his computer utterly ignoring your existence. You knew deep down he loved you, at least that’s what you hoped.

It felt like the same thing over and over and over again. You feel ignored and you go to ask your boyfriend for some time together then he just ends up yelling at you for making him die. It was a process that always repeats itself.

But no matter how much it pissed you off you always stayed. Why because to you, he was the one you wanted to spend the rest of your life with. But you slowly were beginning to think he didn’t feel the same.

“Hey um, Tomura?” You asked as you gently tapped his shoulder which resulted in him slapping your arm away.

“What?” He said in a irritated tone.

“I was just wondering what you wanted for dinner...” You said quietly.

“McDonalds.”

“But, you ate that last night. Can i make you something a bit more healthier at least?”

“You asked what i wanted and i said McDonalds.”

“Oh o-okay...” You voice sounding like a scolded puppy. You turn away and walk out to your car and turn the key.

~~~

Once you had gotten McDonalds you walk out of the store and go to your car...only to find it’s gone.

“W-what happened to my car?!” You gasped. Looking around to see no trace of it.

“I guess thats what i get for leaving the door unlocked...” You sigh as you felt tears prick against the corners of your eyes.

You begin moving your feet towards you home as tears stream down your face. First your boyfriend ignores you, then was being an asshole and now you’re car was stolen.

~~~

You could see your house from where you stood. After an hour of walking you made it home in no time. You sigh in relief before you felt a gun being pushed against your back.

“Give me all your money or i blow a hole through your damn chest.” More tears was coming out of your eyes.

“I-I dont have any money...it was stolen along with my car...” You’ve been to McDonalds so many times that you know the exact price of your boyfriends favorite food by heart. Thats why you only took some money from your wallet and left the rest in the car.

“Bullshit! You have McDonalds in your hands. I’m gonna say it one more time give me the money or I’ll-AHH!” A liquid hit your back and the feeling of the gun was no more. You turn around and saw a puddle of blood and a man with a plague mask next to it.

“Disgusting honestly-”

“Thank you so much sir!” You cried as you dropped to your knees. you held the fabric of your jeans in your hands as the McDonalds splatter all over the ground.

“Why didn’t you use your quirk? Everyone-”

“I don’t have one. So i guess you could say i was born unlucky.” You laughed trying to stop your tears.

“Quirkless eh? People go after you guys all the time since you have nobody to protect you.”

“I have a boyfriend but..he doesn’t seem to care about making me safe i guess,” You chuckle but your tears keep streaming as you look up at your savior.

“That’s unfortunate.” He looked down at you before scrubbing his arm.

“Not a fan of germs I see?” You smile up at him.

“No.”

“Well i guess im not a fan of germs myself haha..” You get up and look at him smiling even through your tears.

“Ah i see.” You only giggle making him raise an eyebrow before you hear your ringtone that you set for your boyfriend. You laugh nervously before picking up the call and the first thing you were greeted by was yelling.

“Where the hell are you?!” You boyfriend screeched.

“I’m s-sorry. My car got stolen and i had to walk back.” You said facing away from the man that saved you not seeing him furrow his brows.

“Well it’s probably cold now!”

“I’m sorry, I’ll try harder next time...I love yo-” Your boyfriend hung up the phone before you could finish.

“I’m sorry you had to see that sir, it’s best i be going now.” You said grabbing the McDonalds and throwing it away.

“Here.” You turn around and saw him holding a piece of paper. You grab and see a number on it.

“Thank-” You look around and see the once mysterious man disappear. Even if he was gone you couldn’t help the smile on your face. Maybe you would actually have a friend that didn’t ditch you after you got a boyfriend.

~~~

“Hey...I’m back...” You said opening the door to your apartment only to hear rough moaning coming from your you and your boyfriends shared bedroom.

You tip toe towards your room and put your ear towards the door only for a blood consuming sadness washed over you.

“I can’t wait to meet you next week! All this online sex is getting boring.” A feminine voice rang.

“Yeah just gotta make sure my girlfriend wont suspect anything.” Thats when you lost your shit. You kicked open the door and stomped your feet all the way over to your shitty boyfriend.

“Get.The.Fuck.Out.” You said grabbing him by his collar and yanking him out of his chair and turning his computer off.

“You look so much happier with her! Go be her boyfriend for all I care! I’m sick and tired of doing everything for you only to be treating like crap. Tell me Shigaraki Tomura, did you ever love me.”

“W-what?”

“YOU FUCKING HEARD ME!” You screamed at him, tears rushing down your eyes and onto the hardwood floor. Making a tiny puddle.

“I did...”

“Then why?” You said as you felt your entire world start to crash around you.

“...”

“I can’t believe i even wanted to marry you! Have kids with you! I can’t believe i even thought a selfish prick like yourself was capable of love!” Shigaraki’s eyes widened. He was at a lost for words. You wanted to be together forever. You wanted to start a family with him. And now because he was so closed off and refused to believe you truly loved him he ruined it. He was so stubborn and in denial that you truly loved him he destroyed the only person who would have cared for him in his darkest days.

“I’m giving you 2 hours to get your shit and leave. Stay here any later and im calling the cops.” You said before walking out of your bedroom and going to the kitchen.

~~~

2 hours were almost up and Shigaraki had all his stuff packed. Everything he owned was out the door except for a necklace that you had given him for his birthday. It had a picture of you and him in it. He shivered as he remembered the day you took it.

He stepped out of the bedroom and went to go to the front door where he saw you in the kitchen. Tears whelmed up in his eyes before turning around to leave.

“I paid for that locket. Leave it here or destroy it.” He froze in place. Did you really mean it? Couldn’t he have just one memory of a good time you both had?

“You don’t deserve to remember me.” Shigaraki started to shake as he held onto the locket tighter. He held on it like his life depended on it before he felt it slip through his grasp. He turned around only to see you holing the chain in your hand as the locket dangled in front of him.

“Please give it back...” His voice sounding so weak and vulnerable. His heart pounded in his chest before stopping as he saw you throw the locket to the ground and stepping on it making the locket break to the point of no return.

“There I did it for you.” You said before grabbing the back of his shirt and tossing him out of the door and shutting it. Making sure he heard you turning the lock.

~~~

1 year later

Your laughter was music to the mans ears. Ever since he met you on that day where he saved you from being robbed he couldn’t get you out of his mind.

After he heard about your breakup he swooped in and immediately was your shoulder to cry on. He didn’t know what it was about you. You were just his everything after he met you. Pretty much to the point where it annoyed him.

“You jacket looks cleaner today, did you wash it?” Boom there it was. Everything you said and did always made him fall deeper in love.

“Why I did thank you for noticing, by the way, I have a meeting tomorrow with someone and i was wondering if you would like to accompany me?”

“Of course! I would do anything for you Kai!” You said smiling as you wrapped your fingers in his gloved hand before brushing your cheek into his sleeve.

“You know you look so much happier then you did when i first met you.”

“Well before then I didn’t have you!” You giggle before planting a kiss on his mask making him blush a bit. You never kissed him on his skin only on his mask. Which he greatly appreciated but he did want to feel your lips on his once.

~~~

You and your boyfriend sat on the couch while you heard footsteps coming closer to the door. You scoot closer towards your now boyfriend and intertwined his gloved finger with yours. Making him hold your hand tighter.

“Right this way.”

“Fine whatev-” Silence. There stood your ex boyfriend Tomura Shigaraki. He looked so much different. Your once happy face slowly dropped to a emotionless one. No noise was made as Shigaraki made his way to his seat.

“Now Shigaraki lets talk.”

Overhauls voice meant nothing to him. All he could do was stare at you behind father. And you knew he was staring at you too. He couldn’t believe it. His ex girlfriend, the one who he let get away, was with Overhaul.

What hurt the worse is that while shigaraki was in Overhauls office he noticed all sorts of pictures of you two together. Smiling and happy with one another.

When was the last time you smiled at him like that?

“Shigaraki! Are you even listening?” Overhauls voice dragged him out of his thoughts.

“Yes.”

“Good, now I have a question for you.”

“What?”

“Why are you staring at my girlfriend?”

“Because she looks happier.”

“What the hell does that mean?”

“I think you know...”

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delwrites · 3 years

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Dating Tom Holland Headcannons

if you’d like me to expand on any concepts, drop me a request! I have loads of ideas oof

also, these are just my opinions and thoughts! so there will definitely be some ooc and we may disagree, but do feel free to tell me which points you disagree with! would love some feedback :)

right i’m sorry I’ve no clue why but I just see him as quite an emotional person? like him being so mature that he’s just fully intact with his feelings and doesn’t ever feel the need to hide them around you because he knows you wouldn’t judge him. like him having a lot of rough days but as soon as he sees you just instantly perking up a little bit

or literally just collapsing in your lap when you’re trying to watch something on the sofa and him just letting it all out for you to listen to as you hug his head to your chest and run your fingers through his hair

him being so scared he’s gonna lose you as you’re literally a goddess in his eyes so he always makes sure you’re happy

him always letting you choose whatever you guys watch (as most of the time he will concentrate more on you than the tv)

he would build you both a blanket fort with fairy lights and pillows and it would be the most comfy thing ever

if you choose to put on a scary film, expect him to be stuck to your side like glue, hiding his face in your neck/ chest in the scary scenes because he doesn’t care about being a mAnLy MaN

he would DEMAND that you carry him up to bed because he insists that if he leaves the cocoon of warmth that your providing, the monsters may get him

him being the bigGEST MAN-CHILD WITH YOU OH GOD

like you two literally just playing games and stuff

playing just dance and him being surprisingly good?

but then beating his behind at Mario kart

also side note but you and paddy would get along SO WELL and you’d spoil the life out of him and play games with him, and whenever you play Mario kart with him and Tom, you’d let paddy win, you’d be in 2nd place and Tom would be all the way back in 11th absjdjd

“well, at least I didn’t lose?”

and both playing animal crossing together and visiting each others islands and his is a mess whilst yours is all vibes and lovely

you and him having FIGHTS over monopoly BSIDHSHS that game RUINS friendships I swear

DON’T EVEN GET ME STARTED ON LEGO HSCGIYSEGCI

him buying you a promise ring AWWWEEE and then claiming it’s because he wants a part of him on your person at all times (so naturally, you never take it off)

him going shopping with you because he’s the biggest hype man and always going in the dressing rooms with you so you end up buying loads of outfits because he assures you that you look incredible in all of them

him carrying majority of your bags and holding open all of the doors for you (which would admittedly be a bit of a struggle with the amount of bags he ends up carrying for you VUGJYBEK)

the pap pictures this would provide!!!

also you going on dog walks with him and Tessa and him always insisting you take his coat if you ever forget yours

always visiting him on set whenever you can

whenever he has free days spending them not doing anything just cuddling into your side

him trying to teach you basketball but you always being clumsy and dropping the ball

if you ever trip best believe he wouLD NOT LAUGH ITS LIKE YOU’VE DIED

RDJ literally adopts you because we all have daddy issues and we all need that in our lives

then tom and his dynamic becoming so much more like Tony and Peters dynamic HDSBDYAB

tom asking rdj for permission before doing practically anything with you

“um, sir, could I borrow your daughter? for like, the rest of our lives?” FUHIFUEHIUFH

rdj being so protective of you oh lord

and you always going to him for advice because he’s a wise soul who can always help you, especially with relationship advice

tom getting low-key jealous pretty often, like although he has full trust in you, he (as previously mentioned) views you as a goddess who is just the definition of beauty and love and believes that you could have any man in the room (which you can queen go off) and constantly being nervous that something will happen

him being really good at not showing it though

death stares from across the room and then giving you the sweetest smile if you look (like seriously, too sweet, suspiciously sweet)

I feel like when you both get alone his demeanour just instantly changes and he goes really cold and distant all of a sudden, it’s almost as if he deflates, the drive home being so tense and him going directly to his room when you get home, but later on he gets sick of ignoring you and goes to you to talk about it properly and makes it up to you

your confidence sky-rocketing when getting with him because he gives the most obscure and yet heartfelt compliments at any chance he gets, so you know they've come from heart with how random they are

“yes darling work that top!”

“love, I don’t think I’ve ever told you this, but you ears are really pretty?”

right I know this is literally everywhere but lets be real here, he ADORES you in his hoodies. sharing clothes is so intimate to him, and each time he sees you walking about so casually in his clothes, he falls that little bit more in love with you (no matter how much he thinks that that isn’t possible)

you accidentally walking in on his lives and either saying the most chaotic or the most lovely things, and the chat absolutely living for it

“Love, are you busy? I was just thinking about taking Tessa on a walk, to that park she loves?”

or,,, “THOMAS STANLEY HOLLAND! IF I HAVE TO TELL YOU ONE MORE TIME TO TAKE YOUR DIRTY PLATES TO THE KITCHEN, I WILL SPONTANEOUSLY COMBUST! I AM NOT YOUR MOTHER, NOR YOUR CARER, SO DON’T TREAT ME AS SUCH!”

the chat blowing up being little shit stirrers like ‘oooohhhh she called him by his full name he’s in troubleeee’

Tom just pointing at his phone timidly being like “darling.. I’m live right now..”

“I DONT CARE! SORT YOURSELF OUT, YOU CAVEMAN”

him getting so embarrassed BDKDNDJD

also I’m sorry right but bathing together after a long and difficult week, or after not seeing each other due to contradicting schedules and what not, not in a sexy times way or anything but just being so intimate and comfortable around each other

and obviously this little pamper night would call for doing face masks together and painting each other’s nails

him finding it so fun to paint your nails (even though they end up really messy BDJDNDJD)

he is a magnificent chef and no one may tell me otherwise

having the arrangement of him always cooking dinner and you always washing up the dishes

but after he sees you dancing around the sink, ending up joining you (after watching you for a minute of two with heart eyes, of course)

even though he is an incredible cook, being such a bad baker. like, for one of your anniversaries, he tries to bake you a cake, but it ends up literally bubbling in the oven and spilling over the sides and never cooking all the way through and it just being a mess

you trying it out of pity and ending up getting ill, so he stays in with you to take care of you because even though both of you fail to admit it aloud, it was him who made you poorly

you decide to do all the baking at that point

every time you do decide to bake anything, always saving him the biggest and best piece

and don't even get me started on how well you’d get along with his family

like the first time he introduced you to them they were all so so so welcoming and loving and literally just took you in as their own (not as much as rob did though rdj is number one)

again, always playing with paddy

teaching paddy how to bake AWWW and always getting him the best presents

you, harry and sam literally just embarrassing tom with stories

you and harry deciding to prank tom together because tom pranked you once ages ago but after your reaction, decided never again, so of course you have to get him back

Tessa loving you so much, and tom always being able to tell when she misses you (mainly because he can relate)

having an argument that he didn't think was a big deal and where he thought you were overreacting but then hearing you call him Thomas and it setting in that it is a big deal to you and fixing it

again, please do send me an ask or pm me if you'd like me to expand on any of these! im just overflowing with ideas for this incredible man, so do ask :)

#tom holland x reader #tom #tom holland #marvel #marvel x y/n #tom holland x y/n #tom holland x you #tom holland imagine #marvel x reader #marvel imagine

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reachfolk · 2 years

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❥ prompt: lights (for 25DaysofTESCheer!)

✿ tags: hurt/comfort, not proof or beta read bc im lazy <3 yet again

❥ word count: 2.1k

✿ synopsis: robin has always hated the new life party at the thalmor embassy, but there was one redeeming feature

❥ author’s notes: the light part comes in for like... five seconds, mostly because the build up took forever. enjoy some mother-son not-so-bonding <3 also sorry i forgot to add a read more earlier omg

✿ taglist: @korvanjund (let me know if anyone else wants to be added!)

"What in Oblivion were you thinking?"

Isobel's voice was controlled and levelled so as to not raise alarms through the rest of the Blue Palace, but the anger within it was impossible to miss as she scolded her son. Robin sat at the foot of the bed of the largest guest room, where his parents were sleeping in for the night courtesy of the Jarl Elisif and her court.

"I was thinking how unfair it is that we get to attend a stupid, overly elaborate party while people in this very city go cold and hungry," Robin argued, just as angrily but much more pronounced about it. His voice carried through the hall of the castle even through the closed door.

"Keep your voice down, child," Isobel ordered, but he only scoffed. Regardless, she continued, "Your first instinct was to rob the temple? Honestly, Robin, what's gotten into you?"

"I wouldn't have gotten caught if you didn't send the guard to fetch me."

She snapped back, "I wouldn't have needed to send the guard to get you if you'd just stayed in place."

"We made a big show of giving to the temple when we both know they had no plans to put any of their donations to good use. I was cutting out the middleman."

His excuse sent his mother pacing across from him as she rubbed at her tired eyes with the balls of her hands. "I didn't raise you to be a thief, Robin."

"Yes, you did!" He countered, standing up and getting in her way to meet her gaze. "All of us are thieves! You, dad, our uncles, everyone in this fucking palace! We just get to make laws to pretend we aren't as bad as the thugs that roam the streets."

"I am not having this conversation with you again," she said, firmly.

"Good," he huffed. "Then are we done here?"

His mother sighed, knowing there was no progress to be made here. "Just go to your room. Maybe your sisters can talk some sense into you."

Robin rolled his eyes. "Gladly." He gave her an exaggerated bow as he walked backwards out of the door. As soon as he cracked the door open from behind him, he heard the sound of two people falling to the ground.

"Ow!"

"Agh!"

His two sisters groaned in pain as the door hit them where they were clearly eavesdropping. Robin sneered at the sight.

"Hope you two enjoyed the show"

He didn't give them a chance to reply as he stepped over them and made his way around the corner. From the direction he was going, it was clear he wasn't following his mother's order to go to his room.

As the two girls scrambled to their feet, they chased after him, catching up just as he was leaving the front doors of the Blue Palace.

"You two don't know when to quit, do you?" As he stepped out of the building, he let the door close behind him, and Marceline had to push it back open.

"As if you're any better," she said as she rolled her eyes.

"Look, I know what you're trying to do, but I don't want to hear it, okay?" He said, his voice dipping quieter and almost embarrassed, as if implying that he was upset was shameful.

"Then we won't say a thing," Alexandria promised. "Let's just get to the embassy and tough through it, okay?"

Robin truly did make an effort to give his older sister a smile, but he could only get part way there before his sour mood ruined the attempt. That, he expected, was roughly as good as the New Life celebration would go for him.

They boarded the carriage, arriving at the embassy with only a few seconds to spare. And as the party went on, Robin found his prediction very much was correct.

He'd always felt out of place at these functions, but most of all at the Thalmor embassy. The eyes of the guards trailed him everywhere he went, leaving him feeling exposed. It was the worst feeling he could think of, to be so seen.

He spend much of the party with his sisters, refusing to mingle with all the people that, at one point or the other in the evening, had given him a look of judgement or distrust. Odds are, they were making accurate judgements, but it hurt nonetheless.

While his sisters trailed off to mingle—they were always more sociable than he—Robin was left to stare down at the snack in his hands. An overly-sugary sweetroll that he took nibbles from.

"Looks like you're enjoying yourself."

He was startled out of his brooding thoughts by his twin sister's sarcastic comment. He resisted the urge to roll his eyes and instead matched her sarcasm.

"Oh, yes. Nowhere else I'd rather be."

"Oh, I can tell," Marceline said. Dropping the sarcasm and lowering her volume, she asked, "Seriously, how bad do you want to get out of here?"

"It's taking every ounce of willpower I have to not bolt out into the wilderness."

"Good." Marceline grinned. "Then I have an idea. Follow my lead."

"What are you doing this ti—"

Before he could finish his statement, Marceline collapsed into his arms, a tired expression on her face.

Ah, the medical emergency card. A classic.

He never understood how his sister could do this so easily. Even her face was paler, and her breathing slower, as if she truly had fainted.

A crowd formed around them both, and their mother told everyone to back off and give Marceline some room to breathe. She demanded a guard pick her up and take her to one of the many bedrooms at the embassy, and Elenwen nodded hesitantly to him as she looked at the child.

Before long, the whole family were guided to the second building in the back of the embassy, where the bedrooms for foreign diplomats that came and went were located. Marceline lay on the bed, and she smiled at Isobel, who had been dabbing a wet cloth to her forehead.

"I'll be okay," Marceline promised with a half-smile. "You can all go back, if you need."

"Absolutely not," Isobel said. "Oh, you know how it is around crowds. It gets so stuffy. Do you need some fresh air? Or some water? I could have the servant fetch you some—"

"Mama, I'm alright," she gave a tired laugh. "You and dad have important things to do. Just let Lex and Robin stay."

Isobel hesitated, but gave in eventually. "Okay. But if you need anything, tell us, okay?" She pressed a kiss to her daughter's head before heading out with Branor, leaving the three siblings alone.

As soon as the door shut, Marceline dropped the act and sat up, grinning. She gave a half-bow from where she sat. "Thank you, thank you. Please, hold the applause."

"You're milking it," Alexandria said, but she too was grinning.

"It was some of my finest work. Oh, but who am I kidding. All my work is fine." She leaned back against the headrest with her arms behind her head. "You can both start thanking me now."

"Gods, you're the worst," Robin said as he rolled his eyes. Regardless, he gave her a quick hug. "I'm gonna get some fresh air."

"We'll join you in a bit," Alexandria said. "Mimi needs to "heal up," but we're not missing the fireworks show."

Robin nodded, then opened the door as soon as Marceline got back into position. There were two guards standing at the door, both of whom looked suspiciously at Robin as he exited. "Can I ask where you're going, my Lord?"

"I need some fresh air," he said plainly.

"This area is technically off-limits, save for the one exception for your sister."

"Do you want another one of us to faint?"

The guard sighed and gestured to his partner to follow Robin. Robin rolled his eyes as the man armed to the teeth trailed behind him.

"I'm really only planning to watch the fireworks. It'll be quite the boring post," he said as he pushed the doors open, once again letting them fall behind him before the guard could exit himself.

"I'm just doing my duty, milord," the guard said with the typical passive-aggressive lilt in his voice that Robin recognized in all Thalmor.

"Of course you are."

Robin found a place along the veranda overlooking the courtyard, dusted off the snow, and hopped up onto the cold stone fence.

Unlike most nights, the sky was dull and fairly boring this evening. Both moons in their new phase, leaving an emptiness in their place, and the cloudy weather hid away the usual colored canvas of the night sky. But it would only last so long, because soon enough, there would be...

An explosion sounded from the other building, then a yellow light shot high into the air with an extended whoooosh. Higher and higher, until it burst into an array of lights, the sparks gently falling to the ground like bright snowflakes.

The fireworks. Also known as the singular redeeming feature of these damned events. Robin adored them. Even the smell of the smoke that wafted through the air was oddly comforting.

"Can I join you?" Isobel's voice called from behind him.

Great. Just what he needed. "If you must," he muttered, flicking at the snow on his side.

"I noticed you didn't eat much, so I got you a snack." Beside him, she placed a small plate of food. Mostly sliced fruit—apples, grapes, a few carrot sticks, but there was also a sweetroll and honey nut treat.

"Thanks," he said plainly, but made no move to grab any food for himself.

He could feel his mother's eyes on him, but he kept his own focused on the fireworks above.

"I know what that was all a lie, you know," she whispered.

The statement caught him off guard, and he turned to look at her, shocked. "When did you figure it out?"

"When Marceline started whispering to you at the party."

Robin flushed, and he hoped his mother would blame it on the cold air.

"Wanna know a secret?"

He nodded.

"I hate those parties too," she admitted in a quiet voice, such that the guard standing watch across the veranda couldn't hear. "It's why I finished my business there and insisted I check on Mimi again. I knew she didn't need it, but every other person in that room is a snake."

Robin was once again taken aback by his mother's words. "So you're where Mimi gets her acting skills from?"

Isobel laughed. "I suppose I must be."

"Why, then?" He asked. "Why do you put up with these functions at all?"

She sighed and began drawing shapes in the snow. "You know how it is with these people. One wrong move and you're gone. Staying in their favor is the only way for us to keep our heads above water."

"Then why put up with me?" The question came quietly, his voice barely audible over the loud bangs of the fireworks above them.

She furrowed her brows and stepped closer. "Just what are you on about?"

He didn't want to go explaining himself, but he supposed he was backed into a corner here. "Everyone here thinks of me as some lowly thief. Maybe I was always meant to be. We aren't exactly cut from the same cloth, so what's in it for you to care?"

Isobel's expression hardened, her concern replaced with determination. "Robin," she sighed, grasping his hand. "Our family is the only thing left that I care about. You're the reason I do any of this. Don't go doubting what you mean to me."

Despite all his desire to believe that, his heart wouldn't allow him. He could only offer her a small hum in return, not meeting her gaze. He felt a kiss to the back of his hand, then the feeling of it being pressed against his mother's forehead. The gesture, warm and familiar and so reminiscent of a home he never got to know, made him smile.

"I love you, understand?" his mother said, firmly. He was familiar with the tone all too well, but it usually came with a sense of anger behind it. He liked this more. The words felt not like a gentle cradle, but a tight hug, and it felt right.

"I know," he said. And no matter how awful his mood, or how terrible the fight they had gotten into, he would always say, "I love you too."

#oc: robin silver blood #oc: marceline silver blood #oc: isobel silver blood #gen: silver blood fam #gen: little rieklings #cozy writes #skyrim fanfic #25daysoftescheer #these keep turning out so long and for what

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Supergirl Season 2 episode 8 Medusa review part 2

If your curious part 1 was just my breakdown of Kara and Mon-els relationship that got way too long. But as always SPOILERS AND GAY THOUGHTS AHEAD

Me and kel get so excited when Lenas in an episode. Like practically giddy. I can’t help smiling when shes on screen honestly. And yes Katie McGrath is beautiful, but beyond that such a pretty smile and lovely voice. I’m sure ratings started to spike when she joined the cast. Okay enough about pretty girls on to the review

Tipsy fucking Alex though guys I can’t get over this mess of a person.

Alex: if I have to come out to my mom then I choose to do it drunk

Kara: no your not *yoinks beer*

Alex: wait no my coming out juice

Kara Danvers sneaky sneaker extraordinaire can totally interview Lena and find out Cadmus things without anyone knowing. The confidence this goofball has is top tier

Underrated relationship: Alex and Winn though. I really really love Winn and honestly Alex is such big sister energy to both him and Kara.

wow Lenas pretty in the interview scene. A touch of auburn hair from the sunlight really makes this shot and we never get to see her with her hair down. Fan service honestly, or maybe she heard a certain beef cake reporter was gonna come by and wanted to dazzel her.

Lena: hair up is for business. Hair down is for flirting friendship time with Kara

Poor baby thinks she falls short nooooo. Your doing your best godamn your only like 25 jesus. Kara give her a hug she needs love and affection

Kara thinks shes being so sneaky in this interview. Such a golden retriever, bad at sneakin. As soon as she toes the line Lena catches on and kicks her out. Really good acting in the scene, the subtle change in expression to show Lenas guard raising. Good job Katie.

Real quick Lena why is your office so ugly? How do you keep it clean? You spend 99% of your days in this place and its whiter than a hospital room. I hate it. Why is your desk an oval? and why does it have a hole in it? Kara cant eat you out in secret anymore damn.

OOHHHhhhh noooo the fucking gas bomb in the bar what the fuck. EVERYBODIES DEAD JESUS WHAT WAS THAT

Poor Mon-el. What happened at the bar was fucked up, and he feels like its fault when its obviously not.

Love that he and Kara are having bro time playing some Monopoly. Oh no not Kara asking if he likes her. Honestly thought these two had good chemistry in this scene. Im a sucker for dumbass not understanding certain words and phrases. So Kara having to reiterate her questions and finally being like “You don’t want to mate with me do you?” was super fun. Omegaverse vibes mfs. Although I am confused by mon-els reaction “I mean have you seen the kind of women I’ve been attracting?” I honestly don’t know what this means.

Kara internal reaction though: Oh thank god

Wow Kara really just has no regard for her own life, huh? she just opens the door and possibly contaminates herself. It’s good to want to help people, but love you gotta care about yourself too

Good reveal with the fortress of solitude. Oof Kara gonna feel like its her fault all those aliens died and mon-els sick. They do a really good job of showing Karas relationship with her parents through their holograms. She wants so badly to see them again, to talk to them. And she can, but not really. They just aren’t real.

Lena cattily to her mother: im used to celebrating holiday weekends alone at my desk

me to Kara: please invite her to thanksgiving

Okay so Lena being adopted is another interesting parallel to Kara. Also the fact that both Kara and Lena fall into there families shadows, and are left behhind or forgotten. Really interesting how Lena and Karas relationship is so similar to Clark and Lex’s for obvious purposes. Though the CW queer coding the fuck out of their relationship in Smallville really only adds to Supercorp fever. Its always been Homoerotic subtext Harold!

Me watching Lena and Lillian trade verbal blows: Wow ya’lls relationship is fucked up. Lex and Lionelle would spar and fence but you two are on another level jesus

oooooof that last line.

Lena: I know your lying

Lillian: and how could you possibly know that?

Lena: because you told me you loved me. And we both know thats not true

Who wrote this jesus fuck my heart. The PAIN.

Bonus thought Lena thinks Karas smart. Goofball beefcake sneaky sneakster who doesnt know the difference between flirting and friendship is smart she thinks. I love these idiots

Wow Kara just doesn’t wait huh? Oh cadmus is going to be at LCorp? Not on my watch. Lena’s there. I know this because I tune into her heart beat just to check on her cus she likes to work late. Don’t worry Alex it’s for friendship reasons.

That LCorp security guard got princess carried for .2 seconds. Best moment of his life.

God its like dark out. Lenas working on a holiday weekend into the night. I hate this, give her friends.

Lena looks so scared when Kara gets thrown into the giant LCorp sign

And then hurt Kara looking up at her with dread.

Kara internal: fuck don’t come out now. I came here to save you

God I love the protectiveness. Its *chefs kiss*. Hank throwing the beam at Lena and Kara even in her hurt state throwing herself in front of it. Sometimes self sacrifice is gay. But how Lena looks at her after wards like “I can’t believe I’m alive. I can’t believe she chose to save me”. Met with a gruff “Get out of here!”. mm yes this is my kind of content. Fight for me.

I was robbed an aftercare scene but I doubt it will be the last time. (*COUGHS* the “im leaving” phone call *COUGHS*)

Talking about the virus Eliza: what about Lena Luthor?

Kara: What about her?! (super defensive is also a super power maam)

Winn: Luthors can be pretty good actors

Kara: No, I looked into LENAS EYES. She doesn’t know anything about cadmus or her mother

J’onzz: Would you stake Mon-els life on that?

well I guess that really puts Lena and Mon-el right next to each other in priorities huh? Which one is more important?

Wow Lena totally has a crush on Supergirl after that. Flustered dork.

Lena: *laughs nervously* you know that doors not really an entrance

Kara: *upsettit stone face pupper*

Lena: :,)

Okay but the way Lena just says “Anything” all breathless and helpful when Kara says she needs her help. Shes crushin hard

Kara tells Lena her mother is in charge of Cadmus.

Lena: >:(

Annnd the crush is dead. That did not last long. Really love that Lena has such a different relationship with Kara vs Supergirl though, good dynamic having her reactions so different. Which I believe actually relates as a Clark and Lois parallel? Seeing as how Lois has two separate relationships with Clark and Superman.

OOf the way Lenas throat bobs with genuine sadness because who she thought Supergirl was is wrong. Shes just like the rest of them. Thinks Lena is just another crazy Luthor. It hurts

Kara: I know what its like to be disillusioned by our parents, but Im a pretty good judge of character, and you are not like your mother. She is cold and dangerous. And you are too good and too smart to follow in her path. Be your own Hero.

Wow just what a good line. They are capable of some things here and there arent they? Melissa's delivery on this is excellent. And the way Katie McGrath is able to show such depth of sadness and bitterness even from a shot of her BACK is really cool. Great acting in this scene in particular. And I can see why the “desperation to be good” is such a highlighted part of these two relationship. Its the one thing in common between Lena and Supergirl, the place where they can meet in the middle. And the way Lena looks after her as she leaves! AHHH thats the good shit, the pining

Okay big Mon-el scene in coming so if you dont want to hear my ranting skip over this part.

Funny how as soon as Kara has this big impactful scene with Lena full of tension and emotion the writers were like: shit we almost forgot Mon-els dying.

Kara: *staring sadly back into Lenas office kind of wanting to go back in*

Writers: *cough cough* KARA He’s DYINGGGG

Kara: Oh shit right. Mon-el Oh no. My *looks at poorly written handwriting on her palm* romantic interest?

Wow Mon-el looks like shit, poor guy. Someone swaddle this pillow princess and get him some soup.

Heres a question. Kara is visibly upset that Mon-el is dying. Is it because she’s sad that the guy shes likes is dying. Because her friend is dying? Because her father created the virus thats killing him (what the writers want us to think)? Or because no matter what Kara does the people she loves keep falling through the cracks and shes helpless to stop it?

Her parents. Clark. Her adoptive father. Now Lena. Now Mon-el. Why can’t she ever do anything? Why is it always her fault? This poor kid has some deep seeded abandonment issues

Mon-el: you know you look beautiful with the weight of all these worlds on your shoulders.

I do remember my reaction here, cus I thought this was a weird line. A line that was obviously meant to be romantic and complimentary, but it felt unsettled in my stomach. Coming back and watching the scene it sits even more uncomfortably there. He obviously means well, but this line is kind of just shitty. Its a very selfish and unthoughtful thing to say to someone.

Kara’s entire fucking life has revolved around other people and making sure they are happy and taken care of. But having “failed” at such a young age to do the impossible things asked of her (carrying on Kryptons legacy, raising Clark) she overcompensates. Any normal person would just make their life revolve around their family and friends, not healthy but it works. But Kara feels responsibility over an entire world of lost people and lives. So the amount she overcompensates is ungodly. She does have the weight of worlds on her shoulders. This is not a joke or hyperbole. Its just her life. And thats so fucking shitty. And to have someone actually see that and acknowledge it. To make it a reality so to speak. Then to have them say “yeah you look good like this” while you’re a shaking Atlas being crushed. It is just a little too much isn’t it? That pain to have someone see you finally, and then completely miss the point. For them to go “oh wow your so strong. your so brave” instead of “let me help you. you shouldn’t have to do this at all, forget by yourself. But now I am here”.

I imagine this was the scene that crowned my darling himbo boy Mon-Hell? Which is so unfortunate. I hope Im wrong, but I feel that his character might just end up a big missed opportunity

I want everyone to know that me and Kel screamed through the entire enxt few seconds of the scene. We knew the kiss was coming from how they were building it up. But god was it painful, especially for it to be delivered after a line like THAT. But yeah very loud angry screaming

Also not to be that bitch but Kara and Mon-els scene was a total of 1:53 RT, and Kara and Lenas ran at a 1:57 RT. Just sayin...

No Lena don’t be evil thats too sexy...

Okay but the way that Lena just tricks Lillian is so good. Shes so clever. And added bonus she makes her ask for her help, which is nice actually. Lillian's obvious vice is weakness and that is often shown in embarrassment. A woman like this asking for help borders that line of weakness and its nice to see on such a dislikable character. Lena didn’t just get what she wanted she got a point over her mother.

Lena looks good in the purple coat. Repeat she is pretty

Love the mental chess game between Lena and Lillian. Lena offering help right off the bat and giving her the isotope free of charge. And then Lillian making Lena launch the virus to prove herself. Good stuff.

Kara appears: don’t do it Lena!

Lena: why not? im a luthor

Okay so obviously Lena switched the Isotope and the Virus won’t work. But thats what makes this line so perfect. Throwing it back in Supergirls face. Like “Yeah, Im a luthor. And Ill show you what im capable of.” But instead of mass death and destruction Lena saves the day. She saved thousands of lives, and its because shes a Luthor that she was able to do that. Really nice way to full circle that

Wow Lillian really just starts booking it without Lena, huh? bitch

I really love the scene of the virus falling all around National City. The choice of an orangish snow falling was a really really good one. Paired with some excellent music for the mid season finale.

Its sad but I do love Hank just being ready and at peace with death. Im sure he misses his wife and daughters.

Okay but Lena calling the cops is tea. Send your mom to jail honey.

So we’re really not gonna talk about how Lena saved everyones asses? Like don’t you think Supergirl would want to talk to the woman that A) kind of tricked her, and B) saved National City. Thats just what makes sense??? But no we’re going to ignore that the DEO is a kind of shit at their job sometimes. And that the woman that they were accusing of having a part to play in all the xenophobic shit is the one who did their job. BY HER SELF.

Okay rant over. This was a long one review dear god. Really really good episode though. I enjoyed rewatching all the scenes even if it was a mixed bag of feelings. Thanks for reading hope you enjoyed all the screaming!

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