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foreingersgod · 3 days

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Hi, I just read the Caitlin Clark x tennis reader. Would you possibly do a Caitlin Clark x volleyball reader, where the reader is more femme. Something along the lines of maybe reader plays for Texas vb and wins the championship.. sorry for the poor wording. Keep up ur amazing work!!

-anon

i would love too! again, i apologize for any inaccuracies in how i wrote the volleyball aspect of this, i’ve never played before so bare with me ! <3

Championship . CC

pairing: caitlin clark x reader

synopsis: caitlin supports you during your big win

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you had been working your ass off this season. it was your senior year at the college you attended and your last year playing volleyball with your team, you were very overwhelmed to say the least. there were so many nights spent on the court late at night, trying to perfect every move and every technique. you desperately wanted to take your team to the championship and win this title for them.

so you pushed yourself to your limits, still trying to maintain your grades and personal life. caitlin, your girlfriend, was incredibly understanding of course. she knew what it was like to want to win so bad, so bad that it felt like you were going to lose your mind. but she kept you grounded. you had always been there for her with basketball, and she wanted to show you that same appreciation for your dreams.

she attended every single game, often making the trip with you for away games. she’d bring flowers for you on occasion for your big wins, and she’d tend to bruises on your knees from diving and scrapes on your arms. she was so incredibly good to you.

you were lucky to have someone who understood the stress of the game and how it felt to struggle with wanting to win and not let down your team.

your hard work had paid off this season, though. thanks to your team, your coach, your family and friends, and especially caitlin. you led your team to victory and you were now heading to the final game in the champions ship. of course, your training remained intensive up until the game, stretching you thin.

the night before your game, caitlin made sure to treat you to a small night in to help you relax. she set up a movie and dinner, tended to your aching shoulders, completely shifting all of her attention to you. when you had woke up the next morning to get ready for the big day, she had even helped you get ready to help keep your mind at ease.

“you know i can braid my own hair, right?” you were finishing up your makeup, putting on some mascara and the lip gloss cait had gotten you for your anniversary a while back. caitlin had walked into the bathroom, offering to do your hair for you so you didn’t have to worry about it.

“yea i know, but i want to do it for you this time” she smiled at you through the mirror “like my way of sending you good luck, then you’ll know i’m always with you even on the court”

“that’s so sweet, cait” you turned around, pecking her on the cheek “just don’t do it too tight, please”

so there she stood, towering over behind you, twisting the 3 strands of your hair into a braid. her tongue sticking out slightly as she stayed focused on getting it perfect, just how you liked it. when she was finished, she proudly showed it off to you. you thanked her again before changing into your uniform and grabbing your bag.

once you arrived to the court for the championship, you and caitlin walked down to the locker room so she could give you a quick pep talk and a final kiss goodbye. “you’re going to absolutely kill it, babe, good luck!”

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after ages of waiting in the locker room; getting warmed up, strategizing with your team, talking with your coach, it was finally time to head onto the court. you could hear the entire audience cheering as the announcers called on each one of your teammates, the anticipation for the game sat thick in the air.

the game started off well, everyone was quick on their feet, prepared for the opponent’s next move. you were probably having one of the best games in your career and you could just about feel that trophy in your hands. you had managed to hold a lead for the majority of the game, but within the last few minutes it tied, all boiling down to one last play.

you held your breathe as your teammate served the ball, watching as it sailed over the net. you stood ready, feet planted, heart racing, and determined more than you had ever been. the ball bounced back and forth over the net before eventually hurdling your way. your muscles tensed, eyes glued to the ball. you leapt, body a blur of motion, hand connecting with the ball in a perfect spike. Time seemed to halt as the ball soared over the net, bypassing the outstretched arms of the opposing team. the crowd erupted into cheers as you all watched the ball land on their court. you had scored the final point.

your team immediately surrounded you, lifting you up and cheering your name. there were so many tears and so many hugs as you all cherished the win of your last game together.

once the excitement died down with your team, you noticed caitlin on the side, making her way over to you. you smiled so big your cheeks hurt, running over to her as fast as you could. caitlin scooped you up into her arms, spinning you around from how fast you ran into her. your head buried itself into the side of her neck as you cried tears of joy, her arms squeezing you tight.

“i’m so fucking proud of you baby” she whispered in your ear, praising you gently and setting you back down on your feet “the best fucking player out there, hands down”

“thanks, cait” you beamed, pulling her back into another hug. “i can’t believe it”

“i can! you’ve been working your ass off for four years to get to this point! you deserve it more than anyone, YN” she said, watching how you bounced with excitement.

you and caitlin celebrated a little bit more on the court before you had to spilt to go talk to your friends and family, she waited patiently for you, observing how happy you looked taking pictures with the trophy and talking to your friends. it was such a rewarding sight to see, she was the most proud a girlfriend could be.

even when you had both arrived home, still buzzing with the post-win high. she showered you with praise and attention, making sure you knew how happy she was for you.

cait made you feel so special, no matter how sad the loss or how big the win. you were so privileged to have her at your side, supporting you through such an amazing collegiate career.

#caitlin clark x reader #caitlin clark #wcbb x reader #wcbb #iowa wbb

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levmada · 2 days

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What's something that would make Levi leave a relationship?

i honestly commend you bc this is a simple question but i've never thought so hard about one of these what-would-levi-do/think relationship questions before. (i love love feeling i 'know' levi IDK)

(canonverse) Levi… he's just so loyal... at the same time, in acwnr, not even farlan up to that point had gained Levi’s trust. he lost his mother, and seemed to be treated as more of a weapon to be sharpened by Kenny than family or even a student.

so by default i don’t think Levi understands what a healthy intimate relationship entails from his side. he doesn’t consider his own (especially emotional) needs. he wants what’s best for his partner, and won’t advocate for himself. he’s completely loyal and devoted, and trusts them completely, but maybe to a fault.

taking Erwin and Levi’s relationship for example (not a shipping statement), Levi was still on his side even after Erwin smiled at the knowledge that people are titans, and his realization that Erwin is in the survey corps for less than completely pious reasons. knowing how selfless Levi is, and how strongly he feels about his mission, says A LOT about how his feelings towards someone he truly trusts and cares about affect his actions.

so it's just NOT possible to say his feelings would be less intense in a romantic relationship. if he’s with you, he’s WITH you. ride or die.

he's so self-sacrificing that if his partner treated him badly (for lack of a better word), he'd bear it, and go about wondering what he's doing wrong to be treated that way. he’d try harder to be good enough, because (1) that’s what he had to do to please Kenny to feel wanted, and (2) he doesn’t have a self-esteem outside of his usefulness.

i’m kind of trying to imply that to make Levi leave a relationship there would have to be a… threat to his life if he didn’t?😭

putting aside impossible hypotheticals, i think there is one thing would make Levi leave an established relationship: if his partner told him to go away and leave them alone. (but this is also impossible so?) if he can’t convince you otherwise, then he’ll respect your choice and die of a broken heart how could you

#levi ackerman #levi ackerman x you #levi x reader #levi x you #levi ackerman headcanons #levi ackerman hc #aot hc #levi x y/n #levi ackerman x reader #levi snk

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syrupfog · 21 hours

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Ahhhhh. Soulmates AU where Sanji has built his whole life around the fact that somewhere out there he has a soulmate.

Like, it’s the only thing that kept him going, kept him moving forward. An entire childhood of being told by his siblings, by his father, that he’s unloveable—

And the only proof he has, after his mum’s gone, is that somewhere out there is someone who’s DESTINED to love him. The universe has SWORN it.

Even when he’s getting bruised and bloodied and told he’s worthless from the siblings who have all the love of their father.

Even when he spends his days in a dungeon, the light filtering in from the high window barely visible through his iron helmet, alone and cold.

Even when he’s slowly dying from starvation, stranded on a rock.

The one truth Sanji knows is that he has someone who loves him.

He spends his time at the Baratie flirting with anything that moves, but is thoroughly aware underneath it all that he’s worthless. That’s been drilled into him since birth.

If he’s able to make a woman happy for a moment, then he will, but that’s not for his own sake.

He feels confident, having had years to think on it, that there is one single person in the world who CAN love him. And Sanji feels sorry for them, because he knows he doesn’t deserve that love, but all the same he selfishly looks forward to finding them.

And then— he meets him.

It’s everything the books — and his mum — described it as. The world bursting into colour, the feeling of RIGHTNESS slotting into place. The man (that’s surprising) has green hair and three earrings and three swords and it feels like fate. It IS fate.

And then the man — Zoro — green hair and three earrings and the only thing Sanji has ever wanted, the person he’s centred his whole life around — he tells Sanji that he doesn’t believe in soulmates. Doesn’t want the universe to be in charge of his own destiny.

And Sanji breaks.

He— doesn’t know what to do with his life now. He joins the crew because Luffy asks, because the only thing he clings to right now is that SOMEONE wants him. But.

Zoro doesn’t.

His soulmate.

The only one MEANT for him.

And what does that say about Sanji?

He hates Zoro. HATES.

He fights him at every chance. Wages war with words and kicks.

He’s drowning inside. Unmoored. The knowledge that he’s entirely unloveable is a burden too great to bear.

They sail onward and Sanji cooks and fights and cooks and fights and drowns.

Something shifts at Thriller Bark.

Sanji’s there when Zoro attempts to sacrifice himself. And Sanji HATES him for it. He hates him because in all this time traveling together, try as he might, hate him as much as he does, Sanji’s never been able to stop loving him.

And if anyone’s going to die for this fucking crew, it’s going to be the one who’s so worthless he cant even have a soulmate who loves him back.

He knocks Zoro out of the way, faces Kuma head on.

The pain in his side a moment later feels like the Baratie betrayal all over again

Later, on the ship keeping vigil at Zoro’s bedside, he waits until Chopper’s gone and then weeps, face red and blotchy, ugly loud wails as he falls apart, staining the sheets with tears and snot. It should’ve been him.

He doesn’t stop until a hand wraps around his wrist.

“Cook,” Zoro says, voice painfully rough. “Why the fuck— did you do that?”

Sanji tries to hide his tears, replace them with that familiar anger. “What?” he asks. “Try to keep you alive?”

“No,” says Zoro. “Fucking— sacrifice yourself.”

Sanji frowns. “I’m the best option.”

Zoro, injured as he is, gapes at him. “You’re the cook,” he says. “We need you.”

Sanji tries to pull his wrist from Zoro grasp. “You need a cook,” he says. “You can find another.”

“You’re crew,” Zoro says.

“You can FIND. ANOTHER.” Sanji grits.

“No, we CAN’T,” Zoro yells, grip tightening.

“You already THREW ME AWAY!” Sanji screams.

Zoro’s fingers go slack and Sanji gets up and runs from the room.

It’s another week before Zoro can leave the infirmary but when he does, Sanji finds himself cornered in the kitchen, fast enough he can’t plan an escape.

Zoro’s face is set, serious, Sanji’s gearing up for a fight despite Zoro’s injuries.

He storms in and pushes Sanji up against the back wall. “I was WRONG,” he says, arms bracketing Sanji in.

“Wh— no,” Sanji squeaks, trying to find a way around him.

“Yes I WAS,” Zoro emphasises. “Franky says I was stupid and self protective, but I lied. I’ve loved you from the moment I fucking saw you.”

“No, you DIDN’T,” Sanji says, a rushing in his ears as he looks anywhere but AT Zoro. “Because I’m UNLOVEABLE.”

Zoro’s breath hitches, and he grabs Sanji’s chin in his hand, forcing him none too gently face to face.

“You’re fucking not,” he snarls. “Because *I* love you.”

Sanji REALLY can’t handle this. “Stop,” he pleads. “You can’t— it’s okay. I’ve always known that I’m worthless, you don’t have to try to convince me otherwise.” You already did, he thinks. “Just— I can’t handle you lying like this. To me.”

“You’re not—“ Zoro looks at him in shock. “You’re not WORTHLESS, Cook, what the hell? And you’re not unloveable, you’re not any of that shit! I thought you’d be a distraction from my dream, that’s why I said that shit, and I’m SORRY. But I was fucking wrong.”

Sanji is still shaking his head — or he’s just plain shaking now— because it’s too late. He KNOWS this is who he is, doesn’t understand why Zoro is LYING.

“It’s okay,” he says, making eye contact, placating. “I won’t let this — me— interfere with protecting the crew.”

Zoro growls and lunges forward, capturing Sanji’s lips in a bruising kiss. It hurts, Sanji gasps into his mouth, it— feels like truth.

“I love you,” Zoro says, low. “Tell me how I can prove it.”

Sanji chases the kiss before recovering. “I don’t know,” he says, small, uncertain.

Zoro grasps his arms, his waist, his neck, like a desperate man searching, he settles on cupping Sanji’s face, leaning his forehead against him. “I’ll prove it,” he says. “Something in your head is fucked up, Cook, it’s wrong. You’re loved. I fucking swear it.”

Sanji’s still shaking, tears rushing unbidden to his eyes. He doesn’t get it but — he wants it. Desperately he wants it. “Tell me again,” he says, voice small, scared.

“I love you,” Zoro says. “I’m sorry. I love you.”

Like a mantra.

Sanji kisses him, afraid to initiate, but Zoro responds with a vengeance. “

I love you,” Zoro says again, like a prayer.

“I love you.”

“I love you.” Someday, Sanji will know it intrinsically. But for now it’s good enough to hear it.

“I love you.”

#zosan #my writing

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feroluce · 2 days

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Given that Belobog is so full of snow, I'm kinda sad we never get to see any snowmen anywhere. Like that would have made for such a cute bg decoration!

And I think it would be especially funny for Sampo to make them, not out of pure, innocent whimsy and joy, but like specifically to be a menace smzhnsjd

Like Gepard keeps finding little snowmen out around the frontlines. And normally he would just turn a blind eye to this like he does with other things (like the shitty amateur distillery no one thinks he knows about); war sucks, their own damn leader is trying to kill them and Gepard is treading water just trying to keep Cocolia from using his guards as cannon fodder. If his soldiers want to make some snowmen in their downtime, then they should be allowed that. God knows they've earned it.

BUT SOMEONE IS MAKING SNOWMEN THAT LOOK LIKE HIM, DAMMIT!!!

Gepard keeps finding them down the back alleys and more hidden parts of the frontlines! And they all have the same grumpy little face, with blue-painted rocks for eyes and sometimes even gold-colored bullet casings for hair! And he knows who it is the second he finds another little blue haired, green eyed snowman next to it! Fuckin' Koski is sneaking in here, and easily enough that he has the time to taunt him!

Gepard once found a little Snow Geppie with angry eyebrows and red roses stuck in its blushing cheeks that was handcuffed to a weapons rack, which was when he realized someone had pickpocketed his handcuffs. He punches the head clean off the little Snow Sampo nearby, only to discover that it is also holding his wallet, minus all the shield he'd had in it that morning. Gepard kicks it for good measure.

One time he found a little Snow Sampo offering roses to a little Snow Geppie, and he quickly knocked those over too before anyone else could see them or his red face. He swears he can feel Sampo snickering and mocking him nearby.

Sometimes, Gepard finds little Snow Sampos with tiny sacks thrown over their shoulders, all filled with items that are SUPPOSED to be in the depths of the guarded Silvermane storehouses. Sampo technically isn't even stealing anything, he's just showing Gepard that he could if he wanted to, and poor Gepard is going to pop an aneurysm.

Pela: Good morning, Captain. Have you been outside of your tent yet?

Gepard: No. ....Why.

Pela: No reason. Say, have you heard of any break ins recently?

Gepard: No, why.

And Pela holds open the tent flap and there's a ton of tiny little Silvermane Guards snowmen in tight neat rows, all with their little stick arms up in salute, and each one with an actual, stolen official helmet-mask.

Pela: You run a real tight ship out here, huh.

Gepard: (looooong weary muffled sigh as he drags a hand down his face)

#gepo #sampard #hsr gepard #hsr sampo #sampo koski #gepard landau #pelageya sergeyevna #hsr #honkai star rail #I love Sampo being petty as shit just to rile Geppie up fkdsajflasdj #like he is absolutely watching from somewhere hidden nearby and snickering to himself #of a related note I think Caelus and March 7th should be given those little plastic mold thingies that make rubber ducky-shapes in the snow #they go through the restricted zone and just leave them in random places #Gepard trying to conduct serious military business and up on the wall behind him are a row of rubber duckies judging the Guards fjklasjfkld

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luimagines · 1 day

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IM LATE IM LATE IM SO LATE OH MYGOD anyways Divorce hcs with the links?? :3

Sure. Let's cry today. And naturally this has to come from you since this was your idea. :)

Masterlist

Content under the cut!

Hyrule

Easily takes it the worse out of everyone.

Like hello? He tried so hard to not only work up the courage to get past his insecurities, but to also allow himself the privilege vulnerability in a world that's actively hunting him down

AND ACCEPT THEIR LOVE IN RETURN!?!?!

That would have been years in the making

And then to have it ripped away from him??

To be on cloud nine than have the rug pulled form under him?

You think it's not going to go bad? that he's not going to be depressed?

That he's not going to rethink everything that led up to that point?

How bad are you willing to bet that it's going to get? Because I'm thinking potential self harm in whatever manner it may be- for better or for worse- since he no longer cares about what happens to him

If the entire world wasn't hanging by the threat of his blood being spilled, he probably wouldn't have survived that kind of hit, you know?

Not to mention that he's probably going to be able to look at you for a long time afterwards.

Every time he does he's reminded that despite his best efforts and every humble thing he had to offer you, it wasn't enough.

Hyrule: Is doing his best to make things work

You: Yeah, it's not working

If he was trying to save a sinking ship by throwing out all the water with a bucket, why didn't you say something earlier?

Or maybe you did but clearly things just weren't the same.

But after a while, his doubts and insecurities rear their ugly head

You knew... you knew that it wouldn't be the easy life, living with him. You knew. He told you. He laid everything on the table for you since the beginning.

Why did you agree then?

Why couldn't you have simply turned him down to begin with?

It would have hurt. But he would have been past the hurt by this point.

He would have already healed

He spent so long invested in this to make sure you wouldn't regret choosing him

And he's here anyway.

Not that he's ever going to say this out loud.

He's aware enough that you're allowed to live your life as you please at the end of the day- more so if you want to leave him

But why???

Why waste time like this? Why hurt him like this?

He dwells on this for a long time and it's going to take him a long time to feel ok again

It's best to cut it cold turkey then and leave him alone.

Warrior

What... what do you mean?

Weren't you doing ok?

He thought you were both ok.

You came to him, telling him that his job took too much time from him.

Warrior gets whip lash.

He knew it was demanding but he was trying his best to spend as much with you as possible.

If he wasn't working he was with you

You had talked about cutting back to save more so he could retire earlier.

This job was a temporary circumstance

He was almost there

Warrior would try to get you to talk about it but if you weren't having it... what could he do?

He doesn't want this.

It took him so much to open up to anyone

He thought you were different. You didn't go after him for his title or power or connections.

He just didn't think those would be the things that would be your breaking point.

Warrior thought that it was that you liked him for him.

Now you're telling him he wasn't good enough?

He begs, no, pleads you to reconsider.

He doesn't want to lose you.

He starts getting insecure and begins to question everything.

When did this start? Was it something he did? Was it something he didn't do? Why didn't you talk to him? Did you even truly love him? Why didn't you want to make it work?

He could have met you halfway.

Is there someone else?

That's a question that cuts him to his core.

If you truly decide to leave him and go on your merry way, Warrior throws himself further into his work.

His retirement plans were for your benefit. He's still young. He doesn't have family. He has no one depending or expecting anything from him.

He has no other home to return to.

Warrior will stay in the Queen's court then.

He will also stay out of relationships from that point on.

If another comes along then it will take a lot of persistence on their part to get through to him.

Four

His entire body freezes up

But he thought-

He could have sworn-

Sure, your relationship wasn't perfect but he was happy with it.

He was doing everything he could to make things work.

He thought that it was working.

What do you mean you want other things?

What do you mean this wasn't what you thought you wanted?

Why are you doing this?

Why bring this up?

No.

No. He doesn't want this.

Where did you think you could go with this?

Give him a reason.

Give him a single solid reason for this divorce.

He doesn't want to lose you-

But really... even if he doesn't agree with your reason, is that all the more reason to let you go?

Were you just looking for a reason to leave this entire time?

Do you think you could just cut him off? Just like that? After thing you went through together?

Have you been talking to someone and he didn't know it?

He gets angry.

He's heartbroken.

Was this an easy decision to come to? How long have you been thinking about this?

He goes to work, throwing all his frustrations onto the anvil.

Four wears himself out quickly.

After weeks of letting the process go through he finally comes home to an empty house.

He looks around his house for the first time since you mentioned it.

All of your stuff is gone.

He sits by the couch- feeling too tired to process any emotion he may be feeling.

Until he cries himself to sleep.

Sky

His reality crashes, much like the plate he was in the middle of washing.

He's sorry...but what?

Maybe he misheard you... somehow

"What did you say?"

You repeat yourself and say that you're going to leave him.

"....Ok but.... why?"

His brain shuts up and he's no longer thinking.

Goes along with it

Because what else he supposed to do.

Is this even something he can fight? Should he fight?

You brought it up. Is this something you want? Probably.

He loves you. He wants you to be happy. Would this make you happy?

He promised to do everything in his power to make you happy. He promised to support you through thick and thin, even at the cost of his own happiness.

He vowed that on your wedding day.

Sky tries to get your side of the story.

He tries to see what he did wrong.

If there was something you wanted out of him that he wasn't giving you, then he wants to know.

If there was something that he did too much of, he wants to know.

If there was a moment where you realized he was different than what you thought he was, well... he wants to know that too.

He cries every night.

You moved out early, not wanting to see him at his lowest so you could go through with the decision.

It's not that you hated him... but you weren't going to change your mind about this.

He knows that he was supposed to help with the surface settlement stay sturdy and strong, but he really just wants to be with his loft wing right now.

But what if you also went back to Skyloft?

Sky isn't sure he can handle seeing you again without breaking down into bitter sobs.

Even if you decided to stay on the surface, even if it was to get away from him, he not so sure he would be able to handle that either.

Granted, the surface is much larger than Skyloft would have ever hoped to be- but he would much rather you choose the direction and he'll go the opposite way.

News travels fast about your divorce.

There's only so many people for it to go to and everyone knows everyone any way.

Sky isn't so sure that he likes that about his people anymore.

Twilight

Sits you down and wants you to write it down

He wants you to write everything wrong with him and what was wrong with the relationship

He wants you to add as many details as you can think of

Twilight then proceeds to read the entire list out loud.

To your face.

Do the reasons make sense?

Do you stand by what you said?

Is it things that you're willing to work on to make it work?

No?

You're not going to let him make the necessary changes to even try?

He takes a deep breath but lets you go.

Fine. Leave then.

He already has some abandonment problems but he likes to think he's grown over them at this point.

Not that he has- but he handles it better than most would think.

He cries for months because he misses you but he's never been one to stay in one place or remain idle for very long anyway.

There's always something to do around the farm and the village.

And to be honest, the fact that he stays busy makes it easier to dull the pain little by little everyday.

Arguably takes the less time to heal since he actually has a support system near him.

His village family help him a lot and also help him to stay busy and distracted.

They don't want to give him a moment where he has the opportunity to miss you.

Not to say that it's a perfect system, but they want Twilight to know that they're always by his side even if things didn't work out in the end.

That being said. They no longer like you.

They'll be civil to your face and when Twilight is around but you hurt Twilight and hurt him deeply. They won't forgive that easily.

Twilight knows this but he's not about to tell them to leave you alone in that regard.

It really... really hurt and he's not exactly interested in keeping any kind of relationship in the beginning.

He'll never speak bad about you but he can never look at you the same way again after this.

Never stops caring about you though.

Twilight can't even bring himself to be mad about it.

It just hurts.

Still lives on peacefully though, just without by his side.

Wind (aged up)

Guess who's going straight into the ocean!!

Well- he sorta does.

He doesn't walk straight into it, but like a lot of other Links he's going to do his best to distract himself.

Not that it works all that much.

He leaves his cabana and gets back in his boat, just ready to spend who knows how much time along at sea.

It's worrying to the islanders.

He just left and hasn't come back yet!! Did something happen to him?

Wind is trying his hardest to find comfort in the familiar

But the lack of your presence is really highlighted with his time at sea.

There's just energy inside of him that urges him to do something reckless- to live recklessly.

But he's not a child anymore- and well... actually...

Who's going to miss him?

Aryll for sure, but she's a big girl now. He knows she can watch after herself.

There's Tetra and her crew but he hasn't seen them in a while and contact was few and far in-between to begin with.

The time at sea has him thinking dangerous thoughts.

And he fantasizes about worlds perhaps he shouldn't venture to.

If When he comes home- he actually goes back to Outset- not his cabana.

At first it was to see how everyone was doing after his time away.

He wanted closure- to see everyone for potentially the last time and leave things on a nice note.

He's finds the familiar he's looking for.

He's strengthen by his nostalgia and the love that was stripped away from him.

Wind stays there for months, building himself back together without you by his side.

It's not easy.

His sister and her family are a life line he didn't know he needed.

He tries not to feel jealous though.

He quite meet the pirates yet or they'll tempt him to join them back at sea...

Back to the thoughts and the blank pages...

The drinks.

Wind writes to them though and tells them to save his spot for the time being.

When he feels better.

Legend

HO BOY HERE WE GO

This guy- destroyed

I'm talking gives up on life kind of deal

He no longer cares

Do you hear me?

Warrior and Hyrule react badly but this guy is right on their heels

Someone is going to have to check in on his constantly

And I mean constantly

If someone doesn't, he's not going to get up from bed.

Meaning- he won't clean, he won't eat, he won't drink water

He's done- he is done with life.

The one time he had happiness- and stability- and genuine care from another person turned out to be a total lie.

Did you do this on purpose?

This is worse.

He hopes he's dreaming. He hopes that every time he goes to sleep, he's going to wake up and it would have all been just one messed up, scary and heart wrenching nightmare.

But he's tired.

He's tired of losing people.

He's tired of fighting, of heartache, of needing to prove himself

He thought he didn't have to do any of that with you- but he still fell short?

Tell him you're playing from messed up prank on him.

Tell him you're not going to do it.

Tell him it's not real.

Tell him he's dreaming.

Please.

Don't-...

Don't go.

He's sorry.

He's not sure what went wrong but he can fix it! He swears it.

Legend may not survive otherwise.

Time

Record scratch TM

Is this it then?

....Every meeting does have its parting after all.

Just... Just why?

You both promised until death do you part.

Time does not take his promises lightly. And he does not make them often.

Time feels long forgotten bitterness bubble up from inside him.

Alright- go then.

Don't come back.

He leaves before you can begin to move out despite what he told you.

He's never needed much. He's fine and content with a satchel and the clothes on his back.

That's what he tells himself anyway.

His inner child wishes to return to the forest but he knows that he's grown too large and too old- the magic would never allow him to enter into the comforts of his once peaceful childhood.

He can no longer make Epona run as she used to. She is an old mare now- but she's still his loyal companion, taking him far from the home you both once shared.

Granted, he plans to return... at some point.

He'll give you a week or two to leave before he returns.

He hopes you've taken everything you've needed because he packs up the things he plans on keeping before getting rid of everything.

And I mean- everything.

You wanted to part ways? Fine.

He'll burn that bridge.

Forget it.

Forget everything!

He'll start over. With less, but with himself and his horse and the little things that he needs.

It's not like his life had known peace to begin with- this is just one more disappointment to add to his list of life's backstabbing betrayals.

Forget romance- he never should have tried.

He never should have let you in.

This is his own doing- he fooled himself into thinking things were ok.

That this was something he could have.

A little voice tells him that Twilight still needs to come from somewhere...

But there are ways to pass on his legacy... or maybe he was wrong?

Wild

Oh dear

He thought he knew what it was to have loved and lost

This is different

This is completely than what he thought he knew

This... is worse.

You're leaving him

Because.... because why?

Everything was fine.

He.... he was good in the end, right? He did his job and saved the day and wanted to live a peaceful life

But he's not losing you to some accident or some unforeseen circumstance.

If anything, you're leaving him... out of a want.... to have nothing to do with him anymore.

Was he not enough?

Insecurity rears its ugly head and faces him head on.

He wasn't enough to take down the calamity when he should have, he wasn't enough to save his friends when he should have, he wasn't enough to get the master sword when he should have-

Are you just another person he's disappointed in his life?

Wild takes a while to come to terms with this.

A long while.

Long enough where you might have moved on by then and found someone else.

Surely it's nothing personal, right?

Oh goodness- when you find someone new- yikes

Someone ought to make sure that Wild gets out into the sunlight every now and then and that he's actually eating something as well

He completely shuts down.

He stays in his house- not willing to go on any adventures... or go anywhere in general

It would take a while for people (other than Zelda, I think) to even notice that he's suddenly a shut in.

Considering he was hardly home to begin with- going from place, to place, to place- and then moving between places so he wouldn't be in one place for very long- it would take a while for Sidon, Yunobo, Riju, Teba, Purah, Paya, Robbie- anyone to figure out that "hey, Link hasn't been here a while."

Zelda would have to be the one to either help Wild or get reinforcements so that Wild would stay active.

It would be completely up to Reader if they try to help him or not.

They would probably have the best success in getting Wild to take care of himself- but it could also very well make it worse when they leave again.

It's almost like they've died.

Except they're very much alive and Wild's not so sure what would have been worse.

#linked universe #linkeduniverse #linked universe x reader #lu x reader #tw self destructive behavior #tw self harm #mentioned #adding tags for safety just in case #Queen's 'Love of my Life' came up while i was writing for Hyrule #and it was a little too fitting ^.^*#*Bring it back- bring it back- don't take it away from me #sorry buddy #not achy breaky heart playing in the background too!!!!!!

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nethhiri · 3 days

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Marooned: Chapter 29

Kid x FemReader x Killer

Warnings: violence

Trading Blows (not a euphemism sorry)

Every night you had slept solidly, too soundly for even nightmares to leak through. Kid and Killer had been wearing you out, and not in a fun way. Between daily kitchen duty, which you had begun to enjoy, and Kid testing your ability to put things together after he had taken them apart, you barely had time to do your actual job on the ship as the doctor. The hole in the infirmary wall was still there. You still refused to fix it. But you were getting tired of Kid annoying you while you tried to work. Maybe he was annoying you on purpose so you would fix it and he wouldn't have to.

Today, you had chosen to watch the crew's training. You also figured it would be good to be on stand by in case someone got carried away. There were no weapons, no devil fruit powers allowed, only hand to hand. You watched as Dive got scolded for biting, even though she won. Killer stood next to you, watching as well, shouting critiques or encouragement as he saw fit. Everyone got excited to watch Heat and Wire spar. They were pretty evenly matched. Wire had the upper hand just from being so much bigger. Pretty soon they were grappling on the ground, each trying to pin the other. It went on for some time before Killer called it. Then he had them stay and fight with all rookies at once. Even though they were outnumbered, they were far from outclassed and ended it quickly. You half-wished Kid was present so you could get in a few licks on him. Actually, it would be really interesting to watch he and Killer spar.

"Earth to Y/N." Killer thwapped the back of your head.

"Sorry. What?" You were lost in thought.

"You're up."

Your eyebrows knit together. "Oh no, I'm here for first-aid purposes."

"So is that what you'll tell enemies if they come after you?"

Leveling a glare at him, you hopped from your sitting place and walked to the center of the deck. You waited there with your arms crossed. Killer didn't ask anyone to face you, he left it open to whoever wanted to try. To your dismay, Wire volunteered. It wasn't a secret that he didn't like you. At least you wouldn't be tempted to hold back, like you would with Heat, since you actually liked Heat.

You had no idea how the guy fought, other than what you just saw, so you would let him make the first move. Wire took a swing at you, which you swiftly dodged. Followed by another, then another. He was really coming after you. You dodged everything he gave to you, watching how he moved. He was strong, like Kid, but he had more grace. After you let him push you back a fair amount, you decided it was time to make a move on him. His next punch left him open on the same side. You deflected his hand with your arm, forcing his body to twist furthering exposing his side. You lodged your boot between his ribs, smiling when he made a satisfying coughing noise with your hit. He wasn't expecting that and was struggling to maintain balance. Using the momentum of your kick, you allowed your body to move forward, sliding closer to Wire, and bringing your interlocked hands down onto the back of his neck, sending him the rest of the way to the ground. Instead of jumping on top of him, you backed off and let him get up. You could tell right away he was mad. You hadn't really hurt him, but he was embarrassed that he let that happen in front of his crew.

Both of you were panting after a series of blows and parries. Neither of you got a solid hit on the other. He had glanced your cheek and you nearly avoided a black eye. You thought Killer might call it like he had with Wire and Heat's match, but his eyes watched you intently. You could feel it. Wire's weight shifted slightly, alerting you to an impending kick. The second he struck, you dropped to your hands and swept your leg underneath his remaining standing one, avoiding his kick and causing him to end up on the floor again. This time you didn't give him the opportunity to get up, swiftly throwing yourself on top of him and getting him into a hold.

Dusting yourself off after your win, you expected to be done. You took a deep breath to slow your fast-paced heartbeat. Standing up, you noticed that the crowd hadn't dissipated. Wire was frowning deeply on the sidelines, and Killer wasn't in his spot. Looking around for him, your stomach flipped when you saw him take Wire's position opposite you. Emma must have seen your face and gave you an encouraging thumbs up. You had bested Killer once before, might as well try your shot at it again. There was no avoiding it.

Killer didn't give you a chance to think before he was on you. He was much faster and harder to evade than Wire. You swung at him when you thought you had a good opening and he caught your wrist, pulling you up until your feet were off the ground. Grabbing the same wrist with your opposite hand for support, you swung one leg to hook over his arm and used it to anchor yourself so you could have leverage when you kicked him in the back of the head. Even with his helmet, you knew it would rattle him enough to loosen his grip so you could pull free. When you dropped down, you tried the same leg sweep you used for Wire, but Killer was ready for it, kicking your back. You landed hard on your stomach with an oof, quickly rolling over to avoid getting hit while you lost sight of Killer. His foot landed where you had been seconds before. He was not going easy on you. And you would have been insulted if he did.

You jumped back up to your feet. Now you had a better understanding of Killer's speed. Your arms were going to be a patchwork collection of bruises tomorrow from blocking Killer's attacks. He didn't give you any chances to hit back. A flicker of red at the edge of your vision alerted you to Kid's presence. In the split second you were distracted, Killer landed a hit to your stomach, knocking the wind from you. Doubling over, you coughed, trying to get the air to return to your lungs. Using it as bait, you stayed like that to draw him in. Just as you thought he would, he took advantage of your recovery, stepping to attempt an undercut to your chin. You moved at the last second and while his arm was still in the upswing, slipped behind him and landed a series of jabs about halfway down his back, towards the side, right where his kidneys sat. Predictably, he brought his arm back down, attempting to elbow you while he pivoted to get you away from his back. You were faster this time, slipping further around him you maintain your place at his back. As he tried to keep up with you, he kept his weight on the pivoting foot, leaning slightly. You used this opportunity to kick the back of that knee, forcing it to buckle. Killer couldn't get his other leg quite under him in time and was down on one knee. Still at his back, now that he was more on your level, you jumped on him, wrapping the crook of your elbow around his neck and grabbing it with your other hand. You attached yourself to his back with your legs solidly locked around him so he couldn't shake you off. You heard his breath become raspy as you tightened your hold on him.

"Tap out," you hissed at him. You could feel him struggle to remove you, but with traps that big, it was hard to move his arms to reach his back. He settled for trying to unhook your feet from around him, so you squeezed him as hard as you could with your thighs, trying to force the remainder of his air out. Killer let himself fall backwards, crushing you between him and the deck, but you were prepared for that, not loosening your grip for a second. He picked his head up and brought it back against yours. You felt a crunch in your nose, followed by something hot and wet running down your face and shooting pain radiating through your entire face. Your grip faltered and Killer sat up with a sharp, deep breath in. You coughed as blood tickled the back of your throat, sending a crimson sprinkle to paint the deck. Growling, you launched yourself at Killer, who was just standing up, knocking him back to the deck. You had a knee pressed into his back and you had caught one of his wrists to bend his arm behind his back, catching the other wrist and pinning it too. Killer managed to buck you off, causing you to roll onto your back. He was on all-fours, attempting to pin you in return. You pushed your self out from under him and brought a kick around to his helmet, hitting him in such a way, that there was a click.

Maybe your shoe had snagged or maybe your kick was simply well-aimed, but as if it were in slow motion, Killer's helmet came unlatched and was thrown from his head. An icy blue eye caught your own, reflecting the same surprise that shone in yours. Even though it seemed like an eternity, with the same quickness you had mustered before, you threw yourself in front of him and hugged his head into your chest to stop anyone from seeing his face. Not the best option, but it was all you could do at the time. It would have taken too long to whip your shirt off at him. You could hear Kid yell Killer's name and run after his helmet.

"Killer, I'm so sorry." You kept apologizing to him over and over. It came out slightly nasally and wet due to the state your nose was in. "I didn't mean to." Killer said something back. You couldn't hear it but could feel the vibrations tickle your sternum. You loosened your hug, still covering him. "Huh?"

"I can't... breathe," he panted.

You started to apologize again when Kid put his hand over your eyes and pulled you away from Killer with one hand, and slapping Killer's helmet on his head with the other in one swift motion.

"Killer? Ya good?" That might have been the first time you heard Kid with genuine concern in his voice.

You were on your back, pushed up with your elbows, trying to catch your breath.

Killer nodded.

Kid turned his attention to the crew. "Alright. Training's over. Get back to it." Kid extended his hand to help Killer to his feet.

Looking around, you saw as the crew all uncovered their faces. They had all turned away or blocked their own eyes when Killer's helmet had come off. The level of respect and consideration they had for their first-mate made your heart skip. They cared deeply for each other. It was made clearer and clearer every day you spent with them.

It was an accident, yet you felt guilty for causing it to happen. You quickly got up and disappeared into the infirmary before Kid or Killer could get angry at you for the mistake. You still didn't understand why Killer wore a helmet in the first place, but you did know how important it was to him that no one saw his face. You felt like had done something else to give them reason not to trust you.

You leaned over the sink, washing the partially dried blood from your face so you could assess the damage to your nose. Peering into the mirror, it was definitely bent wrong, crooked. Using the same methodology Kid had been teaching you, you had also been studying some medical texts, learning how everything was supposed to work so that you would be better at repairing things with your power. Gingerly, you pulled your nose back into its normal position, with a strained groan, "Fuuuuuck." A glowing yellow light emanated from your hand, almost instantly relieving the pain. A few drops of blood trickled out as it set correctly. You washed the fresh blood from your face and started healing the bruises and welts forming on your body. A voice startled you as you walked back out into the main room of the infirmary from the bathroom.

Killer was leaning against the counter, "Y/N".

Cautiously, you folded your arms and stood some distance away from him. He didn't seem angry. "Need me to... patch something up?" Why else would he be here?

He shook his head, but didn't say anything.

"Oh." You felt hot for some reason and averted your eyes to stare at your feet. "Are you m-"

"Thank you."

"What?" You stared at him blankly. "You're... not mad?"

"It was an accident."

You unfolded your arms, breathing in a sigh of relief. You thought you had fucked up again.

"And you tried to make it right... even if you did suffocate me." There was an amused tone in his voice.

You couldn't help but smile coyly. "Sorry.... and you're welcome." You let out a nervous laugh. "People normally have to pay for that service."

Killer appeared to be in thought. "Can I barter for it instead?" You must have seemed confused because he continued. "Dinner of your choice?"

You perked up at that. Much like Mini, you were food motivated. "I get to pick?" Killer nodded. "Spaghetti." It was your all-time favorite food. And you hadn't had it since before you had been stuck on the island.

Killer was charmed by the way you lit up at the idea. "Spaghetti it is."

"Do you want me to help?" It seemed like quite a task to make spaghetti for the entire crew. How much Parmesan would he need to grate?

"Uh, no. I got it." It was weird for someone to offer to help with their own date, but he figured you felt bad about the helmet thing and wanted to be nice. His head cocked at the enormous hole that was still in the wall. "You haven't fixed that yet?"

You eyed him. "Kid's supposed to."

"He told me you were gonna fix it." Killer shook his head. Of course he fibbed.

"Fuckin bastard", you mumbled.

"WHO YOU CALLIN BASTARD?" Kid yelled from the other side of the hole.

Before you could retort, Killer scolded him, "Are you eavesdropping?!"

Kid appeared with a smirk, "S'not eavesdropping if it's loud enough fer me to hear." His eyes shifted to you and he frowned. "Aw man. I thought someone would finally have a more fucked up nose than me."

You rolled your eyes. "I like your fucked up nose." Realizing how it came out, you quickly amended, "I mean it doesn't look that bad." It was too late. You could see Kid's chest swell with the compliment and you grimaced. "Fix that fucking hole, Captain!" The tops of your ears were burning red as you left.

After you left, Killer crossed his arms at Kid. "Don't."

"Girl presses her tits into your face ONE TIME and yer askin to make her dinner." Kid was cackling so hard he was holding his chest.

#every chapter where Killer is a sweetie is my new favorite actually #marooned #eustass kid #massacre soldier killer #kid x reader x killer #killer x reader #eustass kid x reader #one piece #x reader #🥰 blushing and kicking my feet

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dinogoofymutated · 3 days

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Enemies to lovers! Quicksilver/GN!Reader

So no one requested this but I can't get it out of my head so it's going here!! I absolutely love quicksilver in the comics and the animated shows but most of his content is from the movies. I'm not complaining! But I wanted to branch that out a bit lol. I guess you can imagine almost any Pietro, but I was picturing his personality from Wolverine and the X-men. Haven't seen it in a while so forgive me if this is OOC.

This is set pre-dead professor. I might have also gotten a little carried away with this one, lol, and there will be a part 2! Fights and stuff are kept super vague for my mental health sorry if it's shitty.

-ps- someone let me know if Pietro's super speed counts for swimming too??

TWS: Tlasophobia (possibly?) Almost drowning. Dehydration, wounds.

You weren't sure if you considered Quicksilver an enemy, a rival, or an arch-nemesis, but the one thing you did know was that Pietro Maximoff was the most annoying motherfucker on the planet. Seriously! As part of the X-men, he seemed to always be in your way in every major fight.

What didn't help was that you were a speedster in your own right- well, not on land that is. The same gene that blessed others with powers beyond comprehension turned you into... a fish? Sure, you were fine on land, able to blend in with regular humans, but the moment you hit the water you were completely different. Gills, fins, the works. And you were fast. Really fucking fast.

Now when you first met Pietro while on a mission, he was being a snarky bastard. Can't catch me this, too slow that, ha! The guy may be able to run on water, but he's clumsy when he's in it. You're sure you have his face memorized from the time you caught up with him beneath the waves, tugging on his ankle and pulling him into the sea. His eyes practically bulged out of his head when realized what had happened. Of course, you're sure his face was even funnier when he watched you speed off into the depths, having neutralized him for the moment.

Every fight after that turned into a contest. Who can beat who where, Who stranded the other first, easily taking them out of the battle quickly and efficiently. Things like that. The professor had to remind you sometimes that the goal is to protect others, protect humanity, not quarrel with Quicksilver. You knew that, of course. You're thankful for the professor and what he's trying to do- but every time you saw Pietro's stupid arrogant smile you just got so- aggravated!

That being said, just because he aggravated you, didn't mean you wanted him dead. In fact, fate would keep pulling the two of you together in the least expected ways.

First, it was you, saving him from a sinking ship. He had slipped and managed to knock himself out during the fight, you having found him while trying to ensure everyone was off the boat. You were conflicted at first, knowing he was your enemy but not wanting to leave him to drown. In the end, you had grabbed him. The problem was that he wasn't breathing when you made it to the shore.

Some aggressive CPR and a few broken ribs later, he was coughing up water from his lungs. You, surprisingly, were at his side, holding him steady. Pietro was confused at first, letting you help him sit up as he coughed his lungs out, but his expression completely changes when he looks up and realises who's been holding him up. He makes an incredulous face at first, then rising to his feet in a split second, although not without swaying. He eyed you suspiciously as you stood to face him.

"You shouldn't be moving so fast straight away. I'm sure I broke a few ribs trying to get you back." You said. He sets a hand on his side wincing as he Most likely prods at a few bruises.

"Why did you...?" He can't seem to finish the scentace, and you simply shrug. You couldn't leave him there. As annoying as he was, you wouldn't wish a death by drowning on anyone. You're pretty sure you'd have saved him in any other circumstances as well, but you choose not to think about that right now. His face of confusion morphs into slight seriousness, and when he looks back to the ocean to see the Brotherhood is long gone he stands for a moment. You can almost see the gears whirring in his head, and reach out to take his arm.

"Look, I get that you recover fast and all, but you should really take it easy-" Before you finish your scentace, you've been shoved back into the sand dune. Pietro is standing further away from you than before, arms crossed as the sand settles from his quick movement. You stare at him in shock.

"Your loss." He says, sticking his tongue out before speeding off and across the water, kicking up sand in your face as he does so. UGH! Even when you go out of your way to be nice, He's a dick!

Despite him being a straight up asshole the last time you saw him, it's safe to say something between you has changed. You couldn't quite place it, but you could see it in the way you would fight. What would have been brutal punches shifted to major inconveniences, like handcuffing you to a railing and things like that. Incapacitating you without dragging you further into the fight. In fact, he hadn't even snatched you up to run and drop you off hours away from the fight for a while. Beforehand, he loved to strand you somewhere land-locked, forcing you to wait until the X-men came to pick you up. Sometimes it would take days for them to get to you, so you were almost always on guard, staying close to or in the water so he couldn't catch you.

You had gotten used to the new Quicksilver, and what used to be a rock-solid defence and begun to crumble. That was your mistake. The next time you saw Pietro, there most definitely a shift in the air. This fight was going to be brutal, but you and the team had prepared for it. You thought you had anyway. But with your friends getting injured, the fight dragging on, taking a turn for the worse, you were genuinely beginning to fear for everyone's lives.

It wasn't long after that relvation that your head was spinning, and you were being plopped down on a gritty, sandy surface.

"Sorry babe, you'll thank me later!" You clench your jaw at the sound of his voice, catching the sight of sandy dunes as you tried to turn around to rip into the man.

"Pietro!-" Your venomous words were cut off as a blur of silver rushes off, kicking up a gust of wind and leaving you stranded. Worse than stranded, you would say. Pietro had left you in a desert. A bright, dry, hot ass desert. And it was not going well for you.

Not only did you have no clue where you were going, but you were beginning to realize that you were in a really bad position. It was like every drop of moisture was being sucked out of your body. Your mouth felt dry and cottony, exhaustion setting in a little too easily. You were dizzy, dehydrated, and hopelessly lost. The sun had no mercy for you. Eventually, you have to lie down, doing your best to stay awake and not fall asleep, worrying about the worst, but eventually your drooping eyes win over your will to remain awake.

The sun is starting to set when you wake up, throat dry as a bone, both sickly and exhausted. You can hear the sound of something approaching, and do your best to sit up on your knees, doubling over for a moment before forcing your body to love. A pair of legs step right in front of you as you do.

"Wow, You look terrible." Quicksilver says, and if you didn't know any better, you would almost say he looks concerned. You don't have the energy to roll your eyes or speak to him at the moment, stars flickering in your eyes as you start to sway. You start to teeter, before you're snatched off the desert sand, Pietro having caught you and scooped you up into his arms.

"Worse than terrible, actually." He mumbles this time. His concern is clear now, face close enough to your own for you to properly see him. You scoff, or at least attempt to.

"You... left an aquatic mutant... in the middle of the desert. What were you expecting?" You say, having to pace yourself. You're fully leaning your head against his shoulder now, not having the energy to keep your head up anymore. You can feel him suck in a breath and tense up as you begin to go limp against him. His hold tightens up on you before he takes off running.

You've always been accustomed to extreme speeds, at least mostly, but the combination of how ill you feel and his sudden stop makes you want to puke. You can't bear to open your eyes at the moment, choosing instead to bury your face in Quicksilver's shoulder. You're sure he's taken you to some random place to leave you to die, but he sets you down on something soft and cushioned.

"...Where-?"

"You're in the mansion." He says quickly, cutting you off. You stare at him in disbelief as he stands back up, and you realise he's taken you to the medbay. You and Pietro make eyecontact for a moment, both wondering what to say. Eventually, you watch as pietro moves across the room to purposely set off the alarm, which you know for a fact he knew how to avoid. He turns back to you, winking as he readies himself to speed off again.

"See you soon, slowpoke." He says. You make a face at him and he laughs. In a blink, he's gone, just as the doors bust open, Beast running in frantically, with the professor rolling close behind him.

You cant quite figure out this man. Normally, he'd just leave you to fend for yourself. He's never come back to get you before. Why would he do it then? At first you were sure he put you out in the desert as a deliberate attempt to leave you for dead, but now? He seemed genuinely concerned for you, and you're not sure how to feel about that.

In the end, only Pietro knew why he came back. Or did he? Maybe he was just as confused and conflicted as you were.

Only time would tell.

#x men 97 #x men #x men comics #x men 97 x reader #x men headcannons #quicksilver #quicksilver x reader #pietro maximoff #pietro maximov #pietro maximoff x reader #quicksilver headcannons #x men headcanons #wolverine and the x men

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belonareyna · 2 days

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I think Fandom just made into my head and make it cannon.

1. Because Kevin and Thea did not star TALKING until Kevin was 18. TALKING. NOT DATING. I still don't like that relationship because of the different ways they survive their trauma of being in a fucking cult (also they experience was ABSOLUTELY different, Kevin was Riko’s property, Thea was "Raven's" idk if you know what I mean)

2. Aaron, up until this day, I hadn't found ANY reference in the book to the thought. "He thought he was different to the foxes and that he didn’t belong with the "outsiders"??? He gets mad when they say he acts like Andrew (which I get), but he's not the one saying he's the "normal" twin.

3. Andrew on his meds is a dangerous person, abusive even. And Neil sees it. I know their reality is not our privileged reality, but still.

"That's not okay," Neil said, pointing at the door.

"That's nothing," Nicky said.

Neil caught his arm as Nicky passed and hauled him to a stop. "Don't let him get away with things like that."

Nicky considered him for a moment, his smile fading into something small and tired. "Oh, Neil. You're going to make this so hard on yourself. Look," he said, tugging free and turning Neil toward the door. "Andrew is a little bit crazy. Your lines are not his lines, so you can get all huff and puff when he tramps across yours, but you'll never make him understand what he did wrong. Moreover, you'll never make him care. So just stay out of his way."

"He's like this because you let him get away with it," Neil said. "You're putting all of us at risk."

"That was my fault." Nicky opened the door and waited for Neil to precede him out. "I said something I shouldn't have, and I got what I deserved."

And everyone I have read here justifies his action. I understand his actions, and where is it coming from. But justifie it? Nope

4. Kevin is not a bitch for leaving Jean. Do you know when they rescue someone from human trafficking? How they can not get back for the rest of them, because then they would be put in danger again? The same goes for here. Getting back would literally make Riko not have one but two victims again. And it's unfair to Jean, but this is nothing but the Moriyamas fault.

5. Nicky makes absolutely horrible comments & disgusting "offers." But he's not just that. He's a 20 or 21 kid who flew from his save place to a country where he almost committed suicide to fight for two 14-year-old traumatized children, so they weren't given to his good for nothing parents. He protected them the best he could.

FROM NOW ON THOUGHTS AND MY OWN HEADCANNONS

6. Andrew is a 19 traumatized child who still wants his brother. Why the fuck he's always bringing Tilda? Because he wants a reaction from Aaron. Through the series, Neil says that Aaron is quite apathetic to everything. But Tilda's dead must still burn. Why mention it when there is no need if not to get a reaction? I don't believe he just brings it to hurt Aaron.

7. Dan had no right to be angry about Kevin omitting the truth about Wymack being his father. Kevin says he was trying to convince himself that by holding the secret, he was saving David (which actually is true. Her mother died in an accident orchestrated by the Moriyamas), it was not his only reason, but it was a good reasoning.

8. Matt & Aaron should have been endgame. (If you made it though here tell me about a weird aftg couple you ship)

Justification of all of this: is 2a.m. in the morning and I have fever

#aftg #andrew minyard #aaron minyard #neil josten #kevin day #matt boyd #dan wilds #renee walker #allison reynolds #twinyards

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epickiya722 · 8 months

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"Why do you like that character? They're so mean!"

"Why do you like that ship? Aren't they're enemies?"

The better question is why do you care?

#maybe it's just me but...#if someone likes a ship you don't understand and don't want to or try to #THEN SKIP #same with characters!#look some ships make me uncomfortable and i don't care for some characters #but i don't waste my minutes wondering why other people do #that person ain't me #so why should i care?#just kiya's thoughts #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #applies to any fandom #fandom

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gobstoppr · 5 months

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hey guys am i allowed to say on main that i dont like metadad . am i gonna get beaten up for saying this.

guys i think we all took the term found family too literally and now everythings flattened into a boring nuclear family. guys can we stop. hello . is anybody there

#text #it was kinda charming at first but it feels like everytime i try to look at the mk tag its always the same shit . guys. guys.#we can do so much more w/ their dynamics than just dad and son ugh its so . ughhh.#every since i realized i was like . really really aroace. ive started to grow a bit of a distaste for shipping culture #this is relavant i swear. iwanna talk about metadede #like ok in fandoms right. theres often #the enforcement of specific roles onto characters for a simplified understanding of them for memes and drawing ideas #we want gay rep but we dont quite have it canonically so we make our queer headcanons seem more legit #by giving a char a same sex partner. ok easy we did it. gay people are real now #and we get awesome art and its wonderful bc people are wonderful #but its like . the relationships themselves feel flat a lot of the times.#metadede never seems to be about dedede. its about mk having a boyfriend. bc we need him to date someone.#and im not like . mad at anyone about this. i participated in it back in the day. but like.#ok so. gay hcs are the most popular in most fandom things bc its easy; hot; and sweet #but things like aro or ace hcs? its just. they. how can you depict that in a single framed drawing of a char?so theres none at all.#its not even that i actively hc chars aroace its jsut this is my world view; how i default to reading chars #maybe this rant in the tags is unrelated after all.#but idk. ive got lots of thoughts about things.#anyways as ceo of meta knigth im right about everything #i can talk more about metadad stuff specifically if people want

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Am I the only one who thinks Azriel's bonus chapter was about him being jealous of his brothers and whining about not having a mate and try to reason how Elain should've been his but when we get to the end of chapter we realise that he's been truly blind as a bat that he can't see that his mate has been under his nose all along...

Like I didn't even had to read about all the mating bond languages that sjm been copy pasting with her mated couple to know Gwynriel is a mated couple (even tho they're true but as a casual reader you might not notice at first)

It's srsly that easy I don't know what these idiots are talking about!! Making theories out of their a*ses and keep telling us to read between the lines... istg I see a new theory out of that bonus chapter and they also keep saying it doesn't mean anything bc it wasn't part of the book...

Honey it's not that hard lol this was sjm massage to us that Azriel and Gwyn are mates, like it or not!!

nope! you're not the only one, that was my first initial impression too. as soon as i finished acosf, i said to myself, "oh my god, e/riel is dead" and his chapter only solidified it for me

his chapter isn't romantic, like at all. it's moreso showing us how lonely az truly is and how he's let that fester and make him act out. yes, there's some cute moments with gwyn and his shadows, but ultimately it's about how far az has fallen mentally. kinda like nesta in acofas. no matter what that side claims, he's not happy and in love, he's not doing well in the slightest

it's so amusing to me how they flip flop on whether his bonus chapter counts or not lol i've seen them say that it both confirms e/riel and sets up their forbidden romance trope and that it's also not canon because it's a bonus. while yes it is a bonus, it's definitely still canon, it's just not necessary to understand the rest of the book/series

recently, i've ventured into other sides of the internet, sides also filled with "theories" and i've come to realize that if someone wants something enough, they'll see anything as a connection and confirmation of whatever it is that they want. it doesn't mean that it's actually true and will happen. i fully believe this is how e/riels' brains work too, and it's caused their fandom to adapt this hive mind where if you disagree even a little bit, you get bullied and kicked out (i've seen actual former e/riels say this happens)

at the end of the day sjm writes for herself first and foremost, whatever she wants, she gets. she also loves the mate trope, despite what some people want to believe, and happy endings and the way i see it is that e/riel can't happen for everyone to end up happy. see how i don't need to make up bread recipes or a secret baby to make my ships happen? as a sjm reader since 2013, being able to recognize what tropes she likes and her writing style is all the "proof" i need

#firstly: im so sorry its taken me forever to reply to this. ive had a bad couple of weeks #secondly: i better not see anyone arguing that lucien and vassa could have them ending up happy #if you seriously think that lucien 'im a mated male now' vanserra is even LOOKING in vassas direction then youre wrong as hell #also realistically WHY would vassa as a human queen who is trying to reclaim her territory end up with someone whos future isnt tied to her #like at all?? sjm is best at making her ships compliment eachother and their overall journeys #so why wouldnt she make her end up with a human general who SHARES HER SAME GOALS? someone who is already at her throat and she at his #anyway rant over. sorry about that. thank you for the ask anon!!! 💖#antielriel #anti e/riel #asks #anonymous

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