#can't really see his freckles but trust me they are there

[hairmetal666]

Eddie's supposed to be writing. The guys, they all agreed they'd each come to practice armed with two whole new songs they could pick from to add to their set list at the Hideout. And he's got his pen, and he's got his most recent trusty Composition Book, and all his lyrics are fucking bullshit about golden tanned skin and honeyed eyes and tracing constellations in freckles and moles, pathetic lines about being twisted in bed sheets, and the hopeless love he found himself in.

For the fifth time in an hour, he rips out the offending page, crunches it into a tight ball, and throws it across the room.

He can't write about Steve Harrington for the rest of his life; spend his nights aching for the boy who established himself as a fixture in Eddie's life and then just disappeared.

The worst of it--the very worst--is that Eddie knew better. Steve was never his, not in any real way, no matter how many times they fucked. He's Steve Harrington. Straightest guy in Hawkins. Popular. Rich. Whole fucking life laid out for him on a silver platter. And Eddie fell for him. It's the Munson curse, he supposes; always wanting what you can't have.

It started the way these things usually do, "got any weed?" and "come back to my place, Harrington" and "I got this stupid job at the mall, meet me there?" and lying "hey, guys, can't make band practice, gotta help Uncle Wayne" and "Munson, I really want--can I kiss you?"

In every other fantasy Eddie's ever had, it ends there. Steve gets his kiss and they never see each other again. But Steve Harrington--he's full of surprises. It catches Eddie off guard, makes him want, makes him trust. Because it's not just kisses. It's hands and mouths and "anything you want, Eddie. Let me make you feel good."

Maybe it wouldn't have hit so hard--maybe Eddie could've stopped from falling--if Steve hadn't been so good. Bitchy, sure, but genuine and kind. Had this whole gaggle of junior high kids he babysat, like what the fuck. Would hang out with Wayne and shoot the shit about whatever sports nonsense was on tv. Harrington never was as mean, as spoiled, as superficial as Eddie suspected.

Then Starcourt. That's when it all changes. Steve stops coming around then, in the aftermath. It hurts, but Eddie tells himself it's for the best. Now, he knows it would have been.

Two weeks with no contact, and Steve shows up at his door in the middle of the night. Eddie winces at the healing bruises and cuts on his face, can't imagine how much worse they were to start. He steps aside, lets Steve in, plans to say that he can't be whatever they are anymore.

Steve kisses him. It's a hot, needy thing, wild with teeth and tongue, nothing like before. Eddie is helpless to it, helpless to the way Steve grinds against him, already hard. He should slow it down, check-in that Steve is in the right headspace for this, but Steve is moaning low in his throat and Eddie can't think.

They're in Eddie's bed and Steve says, "fuck me, Eddie?" and Eddie says "are you sure" because he can't stop himself. Steve rolls his eyes (beautifuly bitchy), says, "I need to feel you inside me, baby."

How can Eddie say no?

Eddie's never done this before, but it doesn't matter. It's everything--Steve is everything--he could ask for.

The next morning, he expects Steve to be gone. Thinks they'll never see each other again. But he finds Steve in the kitchen, in his boxers and Eddie's Iron Maiden shirt, making eggs and talking to Wayne like it's the most normal thing in the world.

The next month and a half are the best of Eddie's life. He and Steve spend more time together than they do apart. Nights at Eddie's trailer, in Eddie's bed. Days lounging at the Harrington pool and driving around the nothing that surrounds Hawkins. Sometimes they'll stop in the middle of nowhere, climb on top of the van, and just--be. Steve takes his shirt off, and Eddie traces their names in the sun-soaked freckles, thinking maybe he really gets to have this, have Steve.

It ends as quickly as it started. One morning in September, Steve is cupping Eddie's neck, pulling him in for a goodbye kiss, saying, "sorry, baby, gotta get home for my parents. I'll see you later tonight, yeah?"

Except Eddie doesn't. Eddie doesn't see Steve that night, or the night after, or the night after that. He stops coming around and all Eddie is left with is a broken heart and these piss poor excuses for songs.

He rips out the latest page, waxing lyrical about the wonders of August, and time slipping away, and the boy he'll never forget. Crumples it into a ball and bats it into a pile of junk accumulated in the corner of his room.

Eddie needs a break.

He flies into the living room, snatches up his keys from the floor by the coffee table, and flees his house and all those memories of Steve. It's not like he has anywhere specific to go, so he drives around town, with his windows down and his music up.

His tires screech as he rounds the corner to the video store and arcade. He's not planning on stopping, but honestly, maybe a few rounds of Space Invaders is exactly what he needs.

The van hasn't even come to a stop in the parking spot when his eyes fall on Steve Harrington. He's standing in the middle of the parking lot surrounded by a gang of kids (including some of Eddie's new little sheepies) and Robin Buckley. Steve wears a sunny yellow sweatshirt, tight jeans, and his hair is perfectly coifed, falling in an elegant wave. His hands are on his hips, mouth and brows pinched stern. He's gorgeous, perfect.

It's an assault, an attack, Eddie's entire body shakes as the months they spent together crash over him. He has the van in reverse before he consciously thinks to do so, flooring it out of the space hard enough to burn rubber.

The noise, the speed, it draws the entire group's attention to him.

His eyes meet Steve's.

Time stops and so does he, idling in the middle of the parking lot. For a second, one moment in time, Steve's face falls. His mouth loses that grumpy pinch, his eyebrows drop, his beauty transformed by grief, by fucking longing.

Steve takes a step forward, and Eddie hits the gas, van screaming out of the parking lot. He watches the group shrink in his rearview mirror, sure that he imagined the sorrow in Steve's face, anyway.

They're nothing to each other.

Never were.

By popular request: Part Two

#steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #oneshot #ficlet #angst #no happy ending #august #summer romance #heartbreak #mutual pining #based on a taylor swift song #i probably went overboard with the references to the lyrics #i'm not sorry #it's about the longing #august slipped away into a moment in time #whatever you do don't think about how the next time they see each other is Eddie pinning Steve to the wall in the boat house

[elinoracia]

⁑ Someone else flirts with you // Hogwarts legacy characters reactions x reader ⁑

~ Hogwarts Legacy headcanons ~

Warnings: Jealousy, fluff, f!reader, use of Y/N, not proofread, swearing (censored) Pairings: Sebastian x reader, Ominis x reader, Garreth x reader, Amit x reader, Poppy x reader, Natty x reader, Imelda x reader, Leander x reader.

Feel free to request anything!

→ [All characters are aged up to 18 y.o. or more (7th year)] ←

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Context: Following the events that took place during the 5th year, you became more popular without really wanting it. A few people have started to take a closer interest in you. But you still only have eyes for one person since you arrived. However, a boy has started flirting with you and talking to you more and more often. His name is Spencer Rooks. Spencer is the captain of the Hufflepuff quidditch team, also in 7th year. His soft blue eyes, freckles and blond messy hair could make anyone feel flustered around him. But he only has his eyes on you and the person you like took notice of that. Today, Spencer passed you a note to meet him after class. You chose to accept his offer and listen what he had to say to you. Someone seems to not be too pleased by that... (pre-relashionship)

THEIR REACTION:

Sebastian:

Oh he's pissed. You're his! Well...not yet but you are his! He tolerated Spencer's flirting for way too long. He has to intervene.

"Spencer, leave her alone. Can't you see Y/N is not interested?"

All means are good if it makes him leave you alone. But if Spencer insists too much to talk to you, Sebastian will definitely raise his wand at him. He's not scared to be in detention again.

"Let's leave Y/N. He's not worth you time at all." He takes your hand and leads you somewhere else.

"What a prick! Touching you like that and flirting with you. Trust me, he's not good enough for you."

You ask him if he's jealous and you see him frown.

"I am not jealous, I would just prefer if he didn't exist near you! I-I mean...I know you can take care of yourself but- I just don't like others around you that can't respect you."

He'll cross his arms and will stare into your eyes.

"Next time, tell him you're mine. Tell him you're my girlfriend. And if he tries anything, I won't need my wand to hurt him. Besides, I bet he only likes you because you're Hogwarts hero or something like that...NO! I'm not jealous! I just think you deserve better!"

He will make sure that everyone knows you're his, even if you're not yet in a relationship with him.

He WILL be more affectionate and touchy in public.

He's very possessive and will remind you that you both were best friends before you saved Hogwarts and the wizzarding world in general.

"I liked and still like you for you, don't fall for guys like Spencer who only notice you for what you did. He's an opportunist! And you deserve someone who can see how wonderful you are."

Ominis:

Now he is more discreet about his feelings for you and how he handles jealousy. But when Spencer asked you to meet him after class, Ominis couldn't let that happen. He realises he was too slow to be the first to ask you out and he had to do something...quickly.

"Y/N, is that true that you planned to meet Spencer after class? Well...I advice you to reconsider. He does not seem like a very proper gentleman."

You ask him if he's jealous. You see his cheeks redden.

"Jealous? Why should I be jealous Y/N? You obviously are too good for him. And he does not seem like the type of individual you would be into...isn't he?"

He is worried you are into another boy but he tries to keep his composure.

"I heard a few people gossiping about him. Apparently, he has a new girlfriend every month. You deserve to feel special Y/N."

This might be the first time he pays attention to meaningless gossips. But he just has to convince you not to give Spencer a chance.

"Besides, I might need your help after class to prepare myself for our next potion exam. My concoctions are still utter rubbish and you seem to be the only one who actually make me improve my skills."

Any reason is a good reason if it makes you stay away from the Hufflepuff.

He will sit next to you in every class to make everyone understand you are with him, even if you're not his girlfriend yet...

He will frown everytime he hears you talking to another guy. And if Spencer dares to speak to you, he will drag you away and find an excuse to justify it.

"I hope he was not bothering you. I can make the Headmater expel him if he tries anything inappropriate. Just tell me if anything happens."

He didn't mind boys talking to you but when Spencer got a little to close to you for his liking, he became a bit more protective of you. He doesn't want to let that happen again.

Garreth:

He is not usually the jealous type because he knows you're not interested by the other boys/girls who are flirting with you on a daily basis. But Spencer seemed to have your attention for some reason... And when Garreth is jealous, he is not very classy about it.

"What is going on with Spencer and you? I heard you two whispering during class. Since when the both of you are that close?"

You explain to him you planned to meet up with Spencer after class because he had something to tell you. You hear the red-haired boy scoff.

"I bet he'll confess to you...that idiot. Hum...please tell me you don't reciprocate his feelings?"

He'll try to invite you somewhere else so you don't join Spencer after class. He thinks he is being sneaky about it.

"Please I can't find those ingredients without you, it's very urgent matters! Screw Spencer! Besides, you'd rather spend time with me than him...right?"

You're making the poor boy anxious. He is scared you might find Spencer better than him.

"I can also play quidditch you know? And I bet Spencer is not a talented potionist like I am! I'm just saying..."

You ask him if he's maybe...jealous? He left you no time to finish your last word that he quickly retorts.

"Me? Jealous? Please Y/N, you can't be serious. Why would I be jealous? We're...friends... and he is just some guy. I simply don't want you to shift your attention on him and forget about me, alright?"

You try to reassure him with some light-hearted teasing that he was your favorite flirt and that you couldn't possibly forget about him, even if you tried.

"Well...now I know. Could you maybe repeat the part where you said you could never forget me?"

Amit:

He is really not the jealous type because he understands why and how popular you became. But when he is jealous, he does not dare to talk about it to not seem possessive or selfish. But the way Spencer acts around you doesn't sit right with him...

"Y/N? I hope you don't mind if I bring up a rather...private subject. It's about you and Spencer. I noticed you two during class... Are you perhaps- please stop me if you do not feel comfortable sharing- b-but are you two...together?"

You ask him if he's just curious or maybe... jealous? You see him stiffen at your question.

"J-Jealous? I'm really not! I swear! I just think he might not be the right fit for you... You deserve someone who sees you for who you really are; the shiniest star in the sky. Nothing less..."

You reassure him by certifying that you were not in a relationship with Spencer. You then explain he just asked you to meet you up after class to tell you something. You see Amit slightly frown.

"I...I don't think you should meet with him."

He then instantly apologizes. His facial expression is a mix between confusion and fear. He's torn between telling you not to go or let you do what you want...

Out of the blue, he gently grabs your hand.

"What if I said I also... wanted to see you? Who would you choose?"

You can't help but let out a small chuckle. Of course you would choose Amit over him...over anyone actually. But he is so cute when he is jealous. But you finally give in to his request.

"R-really? You'd rather be with me? Then let's go to Honeydukes after class! I could also let you try the new lense of my telescope!"

Seeing him compete for you attention definitely made you feel really hot... He is so adorable.

Poppy:

She is way too obvious when she is jealous. She just can't hide it. This Spencer boy is seriously getting on her nerves...Why can't he just leave you alone? She's the only one who has the right to be glued to Y/N!

"Hum...Y/N...Are you and Spencer a thing? Because he seems really interested and you don't seem to mind it. I-I'm just curious, that's all! You know you can tell me anything."

She looks nervous and you can see it. She is twisting a strand of her hair between her fingers.

You tell her that Spencer actually asked you to meet him after class. Seeing the look on Poppy's face, you might have actually thought she saw a ghost. She was petrified.

"M-Meet him after class? Does he like you? Do you think he'll confess? Oh Merlin... Do you like this guy?"

She bombards you with questions. You're trying your best to reassure her but she doesn't seem to focus on what you're saying. You then take her hands into yours to calm her down.

"I-I'm sorry. But, as your friend... of course... I am just worried this guy is just not any good for you at all. He doesn't seem like the type to treat you right or anything. And you're worth so much better!"

"And who do I deserve then Poppy?" You asked with a playful giggle. You like to see her all flustered. It was so cute.

"W-Well...maybe someone who like you before all the stuff that happened during 5th year...A-Anyway! It's not about that, we are talking about Spencer here!"

She pouts at your light teasing. She is so terribly obvious about how she feels.

You have to reassure her and tell her that you don't feel anything for the Hufflepuff boy. She lets out a big sigh of relief.

"Good...So...does that mean you're free after class? Wanna do something with me?"

Natty:

Now Natty is very mature and can handle her jealousy very well...that's what she thought until Spencer grew a little too close to you. She usually doesn't mind your multiple admirers but this time it felt different. She has to do something...

"Y/N, I was wondering... Spencer seems quite persistent. Maybe you need help to tell him off?"

You explain to Natty he actually became a good friend and that he wanted to talk to you after class. She keeps a neutral face, not wanting her emotions to get the best of her.

"That is good to hear. I wonder what he has to say to you."

Natty knew exactly what Spencer wanted to talk to you about. But she felt selfish... She was biting her tongue to not say anything more.

"I hope he is not in love with you Y/N. I heard he was quite a flirtatious guys and that he treated his ex-girlfriends very poorly... Yes those are gossips but sometimes they are right! Well...maybe he is just pretending to be nice to you for now, you know how boys are."

She would let you meet Spencer after school but she would overthink about what your response to his confession would be.

"So? What did he say? Tell me everything!" She was trying to keep a smile on her face but she was really really anxious.

As you explained to her, you see her gently relaxing her shoulders. You don't share the same feelings as Spencer, to her delight.

"That's good. He was not right for you anyway." You then dare to ask her why she was so happy you didn't reciprocated his feelings. She was taken aback.

"P-please don't think I was jealous. I just know you well enough to assume he was not your type at all. You deserve someone who will treat you like a princess."

She has never been more relieved you rejected someone. She will keep a close eye on you the next time someone talks to you. She can't let that happen again.

Imelda:

When she is jealous, she usually just bullies you. She hates to see you with other people no matter who they are. So, you can be certain that she cannot stand Spencer being all flirty and chatty with you.

"He just can't leave you alone, can he? Always trying to get your attention. It's so pathetic. Don't give him the time of the day, he's a twat."

You tell her that Spencer asked you to meet him after class. You see her almost explode of rage in front of your very eyes.

"What the f*ck? Who does he think he is? I mean, please let him embarrass himself, I know he doesn't stand a chance...right? Don't tell me you like him? Oh good...not that I care or anything, you do you."

You ask her if she's jealous. She lets out the meanest laugh you've ever heard. Ouch...

"Me? Jealous of him? I can prove it to you that I am, in fact, better than him. I'm also a MUCH better quidditch player. Just saying... Don't look at me like that! I'm not jealous! Just stop hanging out with him, that's all!"

She might sound agressive but she really just needs to be reassured.

"And you promised me to be there at every one of my quidditch practices. And if he doesn't like it, I'm not afraid to punch him in the throat and break his precious broom."

You notice how agitated she is by the fact that Spencer might like you. You say nothing to preserve peace but...how cute it was that she wanted to fight someone for you.

"Forget about him. You deserve a much better contenders for your love. You also deserves someone that is as good as me on a broom. Spencer is way too slow. Why are you smiling at me like that? What did I say?"

She'll make sure you only look at her during practice and during other classes. She'll make sure to remind you that she is the best person to hang out with you.

Leander:

Now he will go about it the hard way to keep people who are interested in you away. He usually straight up lies and tells everyone you are actually his girlfriend so nobody will flirt with you. But Spencer just directly asked you...not fair. He has to do something about it... and now.

"What? He asked you to meet him after class? Well...just don't go? Or tell him you have a boyfriend? Oh come on, it's just a little white lie."

He tries to convince you not to go. But you still want to hear what Spencer has to say.

"Okay but only if I go with you. I can't leave you alone with that creep. Do we have a deal?"

When you wait for Spencer after class, Leander was waiting with you. Leander just couldn't hold back the urge to mark his territory and show that you were his...not officially but in his mind your were his.

"So, please tell us what you wanted to say. Don't be shy."

Leander is touching VERY inappropriately while Spencer tries to speak. He runs his hands down your back, around your shoulders and…on your hips.

You want to stop it but you can't. You...like it. It makes you feel all nervous and you feel your cheeks redden.

At the end, the poor Spencer just gave up and excused himself from the conversation.

"I think he got the message. You're not interested by him and you'll never be. I was helpful, see? "

You scold him gently, telling him how innapropriate that was. He just smirks and chuckles at you. He's so childish...

"Oh don't pretend you didn't like it Y/N. Maybe I should do it more often, that seems to keep the others away."

You stroked his ego unintentionally.

But...what if...nobody stopped you from going?

Spencer:

He waits for you after class. He looks so nonchalent, you almost refuse to think he might confess to you.

"You came! What a relief. I just wanted to tell you that...I know that we've not been friends for long but...hum...I like you. I almost lost my last quidditch match because you were the only thing on my mind."

You were just speechless. Your face was burning up and your cheeks were red. He took notice of that.

"Sorry, I just blurted it out but I'm really serious. I like you Y/N. And if you just let me one chance to prove that I'm worthy of your affection, you won't regret it! Does it sound too corny? I just really like you sorry, I'm letting my heart speak for me right now."

The Hufflepuff's face was also red. He looks so sincere. His blue eyes staring right into yours.

"Do you need time to think about it? I can give you some space. I just... I would give you the world if you ask me to. You're just...so wonderful. But I'll give you the time you want to think about it! Or maybe we could go on a date? Just to make sure I'm your type."

He lets out tiny nervous chuckles as he speaks. He is a blushing mess and he is trying his hardest to speak clearly and not be overwhelmed by his emtions.

Will you give him a chance?

#I HOPE YOU LIKED IT PLS MAKE SOME REQUEST I DON'T HAVE ANY IDEAS LEFT #hogwarts legacy headcanons #hogwarts legacy #sebastian sallow #ominis gaunt #garreth weasley #poppy sweeting #amit thakkar #natty onai #imelda reyes #leander prewett #sebastian sallow x reader #sebastian sallow fanfiction #sebastian sallow x mc #sebastian sallow x slytherin!reader #ominis gaunt x you #ominis x reader #ominis x y/n #sebastian x y/n #hogwarts legacy ominis #hogwarts legacy oc #slytherin #hufflepuff #ravenclaw #gryffindor #jealousy headcanons #character reactions #character react #character reacts

[spiderfunkz]

✦ CITY OF STARS.

summary : peter swings you to a perfect late-night date.

word count : 0,6k

warnings : tooth rotting fluff, implied fem!reader, pet names, kisses.

a/n : inspired by this deleted scene!! requests for peter are open if u want to send in ur ideas / prompts ^_^ also kind of inspired by that one scene in atsv where gwen & miles hangout by that tower yk

"let's get out of here." peter whispers, his voice tickles your skin again as he places another kiss on your nose.

you sigh, cupping his cheek, "i can't peter, i told you." you repeat — which not surprisingly causes peter to pout. "why not?"

"because. i have.. homework." you shrug. it's true though, the pile of papers near your desk is practically calling you to be read or marked.

he pouts, again. but he isn't giving up.

"don't look at me like that." you chuckle, your thumb caressing peter's cheek, running through his freckles.

"like what?"

"with your big brown doe eyes."

peter tries a bit more. the more you make eye contact with him, the harder it is to say no.

"fine. but you seriously have to get blue contacts, peter." you let go of his cheek.

"yes, ma'am." he nods. you couldn't tell if he's joking or not, but it's funny either way.

he gets up and grabs his backpack, it seems heavier than usual. "grab your jacket, bub. it's gonna be cold."

"where are you taking me?"

"secret."

"that doesn't sound creepy at all."

"come on. trust me." peter's waiting near the window. "are you gonna take me on a swing?"

peter puts his beanie on. "does the hat give it away?" he asks, the spiderman crochet beanie in bright red staring right at you.

you smile. "yeah it kinda does."

peter tucks the loose hair behind your ear before helping you out the window, and before you know it you're one with the wind. and also with new york's pollution.

peter's gentle, one hand holding your waist and the other thwip! -ing away at buildings. your hands are wrapped around his neck, face burried in the crook of it. you could smell his cologne, it's the one you like.

you relax at the scent of it. it almost makes you forget that you're meters up in the air.

but then your shoes touch ground.

it was a ledge of a clock tower. it's not steep, it's actually very spacey up here. if you think about it you could probably fit a picnic up here, a small hangout even with a few friends.

"you good?" peter lets go, "yeah. this is cozy." you say, fixing your sweater. "don't you think people will see us here?" you ask.

"no. but. if they do-" peter opens his bag, "i got back up." he reveals a beanie, like the one he's wearing, it's a spiderman one too but with different colours.

it's white with pink outlines.

"we're matching!" peter puts the beanie on you. it fits perfectly, "that's so cute peter. do i get to keep it?" — "of course. made it just for you. besides i don't think people can spot us here unless they really, really, really squint. and now when they do, they'll just see our hats."

you nod. peter gestures for you to sit.

"i got more stuff." he smiles, teeth showing, teasingly.

you roll your eyes at him before sitting next to the empty space beside him.

he pulls out two takeout boxes, followed by the plastic eating utensils, and some water, and some more.

"oh. wow." you say, impressed.

you weren't kidding. you could fit a picnic here.

"what're you waiting for? dig in!" peter passes your takeout. "i got your favorite too."

"aw. thank you, peter." you give him a kiss. "i'll get you ice cream after this. or whenever you feel like ice cream." you give him another kiss.

"thank you!" he gasps, dramatically. "that is everything i have ever wanted." peter replies.

you smile, "this is everything i have ever wanted."

#tasm #tasm x you #tasm x reader #tasm fluff #tasm imagines #tasm imagine #peter parker #peter parker fluff #peter parker x reader #peter parker x you #peter parker x y/n #peter parker imagines #peter parker imagine #tasm peter parker #tasm!peter #tasm!peter fluff #tasm!peter imagine #tasm!spiderman x reader #tasm!peter x reader #tasm!peter x you #tasm!peter parker #the amazing spiderman #the amazing spiderman fluff #the amazing spider man #andrew garfield!peter parker #tasm!peter parker fluff #tasm!peter parker imagine #tasm!peter parker x reader #spiderman #tasm spiderman

[generalkenobee]

A/N: ok so I know this probably won't get many likes or anything but I literally love Chase sm so I need to write this just for my well being because I've loved him since I was like ten, hope you enjoy 💖🩷

Warnings: sfw and nsfw headcannons, aged up!!!, FEM reader (kinda)

SFW headcannons

•hand holding is such a must with him

•he gives the best hugs, especially when he's in his black sweatpants and sleep sweater because everything is just so warm and gentle

•hes insanely touch starved

•Chase has never had a partner before you so you have to be patient with him, for example

-(Y/N), I don't know why you asked me for help with your homework, it was super easy

He would say laughing, not realizing that he hurt your feelings because you genuinely needed help

-(Y/N), I can't hold your hand right now I'm clearly working on this

Chase would say annoyed while still looking at the screen of his computer

•after a while and some help from you he's learned that a relationship takes time and consideration

•my man lovessss your stomach, no matter the size or if you have cellulite, stretch marks, he loves it so much

•loves to kiss you everywhere, especially because the whole touch starved thing. Chase is always placing a quick kiss to your cheek while he walks by you, first thing he does in the morning and before he goes to bed is kiss you

•physically can't sleep if you're not in the bed next to him

•nicknames he calls you

-sweetheart

-baby

-honey

•whenever he writes your name he always puts a little heart next to it

•usually falls asleep with his head resting on your chest with steady breathing

•loves to have you run your fingers through his hair while he falls asleep and scratch his scalp

•loves when you kiss all his moles and freckles, just basic beauty marks because it shows that you love every part of him

•he gets incredibly jealous of everyone. He's not used to people picking him and genuinely wanting to be with him over Adam for example

•always has mints, gum, or breath, spray on hand

•he takes extra precautions before seeing you (brushing his hair four times, showing twice, brushing his teeth over and over again, making sure hes wearing an outfit he'll know you'll like)

•soooo good with kids

NSFW headcannons

•lovessss when you pull his hair

•so loud, like soooo insanely loud. Moans, groans, and when he gets close whimpers

•he loves when you cockwarm him while he plays video games or when he's working on something

•eye contact while he trusts up into you, it's almost like his way of thanking you for being so vulnerable with him

•things chase says during sex

-s-shit..you feel so warm..s-so welcoming baby..

-this all for me?

-thank you thank you thank you..

-I love you so much...

-its so deep..I-I can feel all of you...

•chase tries not to ever cuss, he thinks there's smarter words to use..but when he's close it's like a whole new person

-f-fuck..fucking shit baby I'm oh my god I'm gonna, aungh..

•this one time you let spike fuck you and chase got upset because he didn't remember any of it, and he also felt jealous for some reason?

•sometimes when you walk by, you'll slap him on the ass through his jeans and he jumps up in fear every time

•lightly grazes his teeth over your neck during sex and you can feel his hot breath against your pulse..

•I feel like he really wants to cum on your face but is way to scared to ask

I HAVE SO MUCH MORE TO SAY ABOUT HIM SO IF YOU HAVE A REQUEST PLEASE SEND IT IN:)))

#x reader #chase davenport smut #chase #chase davenport #chase davenport lab rats #lab rats #lab rats TV #lab rats x reader #lab rats headcannons #lab rats smut #davenport #generalkenobee #chase davenport literally doesn't get enough attention and hes so fine like what?!-

[elliesmainhoe]

Flour and Jam

Streamer!Ellie X Fem!Reader

Summary: Yours and ellies attempt at a cooking stream

Contents: fluff, fluff and more fluff, food fight, general chaos.

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Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 (you're here)

"Welcome to my kitchen" Ellie said, looking into the camera that was situated on a tripod resting upon the islands wooden countertops.

User1: New room unlocked 🔓

User2: omg are we cooking?

"Yes we are cooking, thought I'd do something special for you guys to celebrate hitting 500k on YouTube- which is honestly insane."

User3: Been here since 5k on YT 💪

"And due to this being a very special stream I have a very very special person to keep me company!" Hearing your cue, you stepped Infront of the camera "And because I can't trust Ellie to not burn down my house." You add on, smiling mischievously at her annoyed expression.

User4: my favourite person ever 😭

User5: One chance Y/N, plssss

User6: Ima steal Ellie's girl, just you wait and see

User7: omg look at how cute they look together 🥲

User8: The Y/N and Ellie tiktok editors are already screen recording this for later lmao

"Shut-" before Ellie could finish her sentence you pecked her lips- catching her off guard and laughing as you saw the chat go at the speed of light.

User9: Stop I'm so lonely 😭

"Your so lonely? L"

"Ellie! Don't be mean?" You scold her, shoving her shoulder playfully.

"Why?"

"Because I said so, be nice"

"Yes ma'am" Ellie replies, her right hand lifting into a mock salute as she laughs.

"We are going to make a cake. What kind of cake you may be asking?" She spoke, replying to an invisible comment.

"No one asked that baby" you laughed,, reaching up and messing with her hair. Her mouth went to retort but before any words could fall out you cut in front of her "yes I know I'll 'shut up'."

"Were making a 'victoria sponge' cake, because Y/N knows how to make it and there is a higher possiblity it will turn out least half decently" she grins, looking down at the ingredients you'd laid out on the counter. Eggs, flour, sugar, butter, vanilla, cream, jam (jelly if your American), icing sugar and strawberries.

"It'll be great, we'll do so well. I 100% believe we will make an edible Cake" you affirm, lying but trying to be positive.

User10: Uhuh very convincing 💀

User11: manifest it besties

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"How the fuck have we managed this?" Ellie laughed out looking down at the mess you two had managed to create.

"I honestly have no idea" you reply looking at the copious amounts of flour and various sticky substances that coated the counters. "It could honestly be a modern art piece" you hummed

User12: Girlie said modern art

User13: #1 modern art hater for life

Ellie began spewing jokes, continuing to crack eggs and whisk, even though you'd told her to stop adding anything ten minutes earlier.

"You really have no regard for my advice, huh?"

"Nope." She said back to you, the familiar annoying grin plastered on her freckled face when she heard your disappointed sigh.

User14: she looks so done lmao 😭

You move out of view of the audience, silently searching for some emotional support for the foreseeable future. You entered the living room and the familiar ball of ginger fluff you were searching for was curled up in the cat tree you and ellie had bought him for his first birthday. After a few seconds of internal conflict on whether to leave him be or disturb him you decided on the latter.

Picking up the grumpy cat, who made his displeasure known by letting out a tired yowl as you cradled him, before coming back into the kitchen. "I needed some emotional support."

User15: Garfff 😭🐱

User16: pussy lol

User17: Everyone needs emotional support due to this chaotic asf stream lmao💀

You stood back, cradling Garfield in your arms, letting Ellie have free rein, giving a few tips and advice that were swiftly dismissed by Ellie as she continued to do her own thing, including putting salt into the batter instead of sugar, even though you had literally put out all the ingredients for her beforehand which did not include salt.

"Taste test?" Ellie asks, turning around to face you, a wooden spoon in hand a scoop of beige mixture on top of it. "Absolutely not".

User18: DO ITTT

User19: do it! do it! do it!

'User30 donated $50: 'Do it Y/N, also congrats on 500k on YT Ellie <33'

"You hear the people. Taste." Ellie laughs thrusting the wooden spoon towards your mouth.

"It's confirmed, you all hate me and I will never forgive any of you for this" you scowl, opening your mouth hesitantly, allowing Ellie to place the spoonful into your mouths. The overwhelming taste saltiness hits your tongue immediately, making you gag at the unpleasantness.

You immediately rush over to the sink, spiting out the mixture, grabbing a glass of water and washing out your mouth, trying to rid it of the after taste that lingered behind. You hear Ellie's laugh from behind you, the only thing going through your mind was revenge.

Flour. Perfect. You reach into the half full paper bag pulling out a handful. Ellie was otherwise occupied, talking to her chat and answering donations, so when a handful of flour exploded in her face, it's an understatement to say it caught her of guard.

After recovering from a coughing fit triggered by the powder, she reached into an open jar, said jar having fresh strawberry jam inside of it. You saw this and of course, you began to run away, trying to get away from Ellie and the weapon that was her handful of red jelly. Eventually she caught up to you, her empty hand wrapped around your waist pulling you into her body as she smeared the sticky substance across your cheeks laughing at the ridiculous expression on your face.

Because your body was pushed against hers, the flour that coated her body transferred onto you.

"OH FUCK!" You yelled "my new sweater..."

"oh look, Y/N's discovered that her actions have consequences." She grinned cheekily, leaning down to kiss you, the jam from your face smudging onto hers.

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[heartybubs]

change

the 100 [ bellamy blake x reader ]

type : angsty, maybe a bit fluffy?

tropes: forced proximity, best friends to lovers

warnings: mentions of anxiety, heavy language, lowkey manipulative bellamy

in which bellamy blake and reader used to date but when he spiraled after octavia was arrested and his life fell apart, he distanced himself from her. after he begs her to trust him blindly and she does, they have to figure out their relationship on earth as neither of them is able to let it go.

a/n: hii, this is my first piece of writing in a loooong long time but i’m really enjoying the 100 again and i’ve noticed a severe lack of bellamy content on here, so i hope you like it! i don’t think i used any pronouns but i did use the term “girl” multiple times to describe reader! w.c.: 4.831

after octavia was discovered, he lost his job and his mum was floated, bellamy fell into a terrifying rabbit hole of depression. he lost himself with everything else in his life and instead of holding on to you, he wanted you to do better than him; so he ignored you. of course it made everything worse than it already was but it helped to tell himself he was actually saving you, despite seeing you fall apart piece by piece for months. he knew you'd get it together at some point, you had a great life going for you and he didn't want to risk you losing it at anytime soon, especially not because of him.

so when commander shumway approached bellamy and asked him to assassinate chancellor jaha in return of being able to go to earth with his sister and he said yes with barely any hesitation, he couldn't help but think about you, the girl he was so deeply in love with.

so now, bellamy was close to sprinting across the hall, giving his all to reach your door as fast as he could. he was going to earth, he had already shot the chancellor, but he couldn't leave you behind, no matter how hard he tried, not even after all those months of breaking your heart.

but just because he broke your heart that didn't mean he didn't love you the entire time.

you had taken the day off of guard duty, not feeling well as your three year anniversary with bellamy was approaching or, well, it would've if he hadn't abandoned you a few months ago.

although you tried your hardest to get it together, especially because you didn't want to risk your job as a guard on the ark, you couldn't just forget about bellamy. you had never loved anyone like him and no one had ever hurt you like he had.

there was aggressive knocking on the door, startling you immediately. you sighed frustratedly, there was no one who'd have time, or even want to, visit you in the middle of the day. especially not that desperately, since whoever was disturbing your peace got more and more aggressive with each knock.

you opened the door and before you could say anything, you were pushed into your room by a strong, all too familiar man. not being able to comprehend, you simply stared at the tan man in front of you, admiring his freckled face you had missed so much.

"bellamy? wha-", he cut you off, shaking his head frantically.

"look, y/n, this has gotta be really weird for you right now, but we have to leave. like, now. you have to come with me, okay?", although he was clearly stressed, there was a softness to be noticed in his voice that you knew all too well. you also recognized that he wasn't exactly asking you to come with him, he was telling you to.

"bellamy, what do you mean? you can't just come here and, and.. bellamy i don't understand! why are you wearing a guard’s uniform?", you rambled, looking at him more than desperate for answers. you knew that you would follow him anywhere but you didn't want to. you shouldn't after what he did to you.

he sighed, looking around nervously before taking a deep breath in and putting his hands on your cheeks. he held your face in his hands, pulling you a bit closer to him as he looked into your eyes.

"y/n, i beg you, you have to trust me, okay? i know i haven't been the best.. the best to you but if there's one thing you can do for me, even if it's the last time you ever help me out again, i need it to be today, right now", he noticed your big eyes, only now realizing that this might not work out and it scared him, terrified him even. "y/n..y/n, baby please. i'm begging you, begging. we don't have time, we need to go, please trust me, please y/n!"

"okay, bell."

you could tell how much this relieved him immediately and right as a little smile started showing, he pulled you out of your room, swiftly grabbing your necklace you always kept next to your keys and dragged you through the ark. it felt like you were running through the entire space station and when you finally slowed down, bellamy didn't give you a single second to ask questions.

he just motioned to you to be silent as he carefully pushed you towards something you recognized to be a dropship. your eyes widened in panic, what the hell was going on here.

"bellamy, serious-", he simply covered your mouth and shoved you into the dropship before closing the door. as panic overtook you and your breathing got heavier, your perception lessened. without bellamy pushing you around and doing whatever you needed to do for you, you wouldn't have gotten anything done.

you were clearly having a panic attack and while it hurt bellamy to not be able to help you get through right now, he had to prioritize your safety during the travel to earth and before you knew it, you passed out.

{ ~* }

you felt soft taps on your shoulder as you slowly regained consciousness. slowly raising your head before finally opening your eyes and looking around. you were still in the dropship but you were all by yourself, no sight of bellamy. of course.

the person who'd been trying to wake you was a boy you recognized as wells jaha, the chancellor's son. he looked at you, relief basically written all over him as you finally reacted to his attempts of waking you up. "i'm so glad you're awake, i almost thought you wouldn't wake up again. wait, let me help you out."

he started to unbuckle you, holding you up as you were still a bit weak from your intense panic attack. he could tell how confused you were immediately.

"i'm wells, you're a guard, right? why'd they send you to earth with us?", wells questioned as your eyes widened.

"earth?!", you repeated immediately, not believing what you heard and completely ignoring his question. you couldn't be on earth, it wasn't even going to be habitable for the next three generations so how could you be on earth now, alive?!

wells didn't really know how to react, he had expected you to know but you were just as, probably even more clueless than the delinquents. he decided not to engage in any more conversation, respecting your space as he figured you'd want some time to cope, as well as recovering from whatever made you pass out.

you were thankful for being left alone, slowly standing up and once you felt stable enough to walk to the hatch, you followed the ladder down. immediately you were met with the most beautiful sight you've ever seen.

tall trees, their roots covered in beautiful, bright green plants and, of course, many people all around the area.

you didn't care about them though, the only person you wanted to find was bellamy, he had to explain himself. what was he thinking, taking you to earth without even telling you?!

luckily, it didn't take you long to find him. he was talking to a girl much shorter than him; she had dark brown hair and bright blue eyes and although you hadn't seen her that well the last time, the day she was arrested, you were certain it was bellamy's little sister octavia.

you walked over to them, careful not to overestimate your strength yet and once bellamy noticed you, he got tense immediately.

"y/n, how are you?", he spoke up, seemingly interrupting octavia who simply looked at you curiously. while she had never really met you, she knew so much about you. everytime bellamy told her a story to fall asleep to, it was always about princess y/n and once she got older, he finally revealed that you were actually his girlfriend. she loved what she'd heard so far but she decided to lay low, not wanting to interrupt the two of you.

"i'm good. bellamy, what the fuck is going on, are we really on earth? you have to-", he sighed loudly before cutting you off. "i'm glad you're feeling good. you shouldn't stress yourself too much, you're probably still a bit weak, okay? enjoy earth."

the usual softness in his voice was all gone, leaving nothing, but unfamiliar coldness as he walked off. what the fuck was his problem.

"i should've known that he'd leave me again, why did i fucking come", you mumbled angrily. you really had every right to be angry at bellamy, but if you were being honest, you were probably way more disappointed than angered by the man who once loved you as much as you love him.

octavia looked at you confusedly, not being able to follow at all. "what do you mean again, you're y/n, his girlfriend y/n right?"

"i don't even know what i am to him anymore", you answered, feeling tears shoot up to your eyes. no, you couldn't cry about him anymore, you had wasted too many tears on his egoistic ass.

octavia's eyes softened, similarly to how bellamy's used to. she walked up to you and hugged you carefully, not wanting to disrespect your personal space beyond your liking. you hugged her back, appreciating her sympathy a lot and although you kinda didn't want to spend time with bellamy's younger sister, you didn't want to punish her for something out of her power. she had dealt with that too much already.

"my brother can be a real ass sometimes but he'll get over it, i think i know how much he loves you", she spoke softly, smiling at you. you smiled back at her but realized that she really had no clue how over the two of you were.

{ ~* }

days on days passed and not a single interaction between bellamy and you happened. you wanted to talk to him so desperately but whenever you approached him, he'd find a way to get away from you as soon as possible. it felt like you were back on the ark, trying to understand why your boyfriend of two years was suddenly ignoring and avoiding you.

you wanted to fight for his attention, you really tried to but when he set up a knife fight between john murphy and wells, you figured that you had to say goodbye to the idea of ever getting anything positive out of a conversation with him. the bellamy you once loved was probably gone for good and whatever egoistic, violent leader he had become now, was no one you wanted around you.

this time, you really had to get over him.

it honestly made you sick to watch him act like the born leader of the delinquents and it was almost worse to see them follow him blindly. he was leading them to do horrible things, he was clearly motivating their aggression and allowed them all to be terrible to each other.

of course you were angry, but it also confused you a lot. bellamy really terrified you, he was going down a path you couldn't follow and he wasn't anything like he used to be back in the ark, back when he was still your bellamy.

he used to be sweet, loving and caring but now it was so obvious that he was using the 100 delinquents to reach his own goal, you just couldn't figure out what goal that could be. another thing you were pretty confused about, was the fact he took you with him. when he begged you to come with him, he was so different. it almost felt like he loved you again, you were embarrassed to admit that you thought things would get better now, that everything would be like it was back then and you knew that you deserved better, no one, not even john murphy deserved to be treated like bellamy had treated you that past year. still, you just couldn't let him go, so you decided it was time for some distraction.

while you really enjoyed spending time with clarke, learning a bit from her medical knowledge, as well as simply making a new friend, you needed more. literally, you had no one besides bellamy, octavia and clarke and you didn't actually have any of them. you needed to make friends.

deciding to go against bellamy's orders to stay with clarke, something he hadn't told you personally, instead sending one of his little minions your way, you left the drop ship in search for something else to do. you weren't gonna let him tell you what to do, not if he didn't even have the balls to talk to you himself.

right as you left the dropship, you immediately spotted a tall boy with funny googles on his head walking towards one of the gates and decided to approach him. you remembered his name, joshua, or jasper.

"hey jasper", you smiled at him and he immediately smiled back. "hey y/n, i'm just heading out for the hunt."

you raised your eyebrow. hunt? that was perfect for you. not only did you ace pike's earth skills class, but you were also a trained guard. of all the people in your camp, it was safe to assume that you'd be the best at it.

"can i come too? i think i'd be a lot of help", you spoke nicely and without even thinking about it, jasper nodded. his smile grew as he was more than willing to spend some more time with you.

"i'm sure bellamy won't mind", he said and although you really didn't want to be around bellamy for once, it upset you even more that he couldn't even ask you to go with them. he knew just as well as you did that they needed you and that you were the best shot they had, probably even better than him since you actually finished your guard training.

you followed jasper out of the walls, stopping right outside as you joined the rest of the hunting trip. there were about seven unknown faces and of course bellamy’s. as soon as he saw you, he tensed up, leaving you to sigh annoyingly and roll your eyes.

"y/n get back inside the walls, it's not safe outside", he said, voice stern, motioning for you to turn around and go. you immediately shook your head.

"i'm gonna come with you guys, i'm literally your best shot and you won't even notice me, i'll be with jasper the entire time", you complained. he knew you wouldn't change your mind but he wouldn't risk your safety. bellamy trusted jasper but not with you, he trusted no one when it came to you. no one, not even yourself, would protect you as well as he would and although he had been avoiding you for days now, expecting to keep going until he knew you'd gotten over him completely, he had to be the one going with you.

"yea no, you're either coming with me or not at all, y/n. this is your first time outside the walls and i wanna make sure you find your way back home, alright?! however, if you don't want to go with me that's fine. stay back and help clarke then. got it?!", he was convinced he'd make you change your mind.

"fuck you, bellamy. really, let's just go already", you were angry. he was treating you like a complete stranger and you actually felt a bit embarrassed in front of the other people. what was he thinking talking to you like that in front of so many of the others, it was unnecessary.

he was caught by surprise by your response, less because of your words, but way more because you actually chose to come with them. he was so sure you would never want to be alone with him after all he had done but this just proved that it wasn't enough yet.

he should've known better than to expect you to just stop loving him that easily. hell, how could you get over him, if he couldn't even go a single hour without thinking about you.

"okay then", bellamy said before everyone split up and went into different directions. you followed him, making sure you stayed behind.

"you know damn well that i'd be a great help. should've gotten your shit together and asked me", you mumbled and although he heard what you said, he decided not to respond.

you two were walking for a pretty long time, killing some birds on your way. obviously that wouldn't be enough for the entire camp to eat so you kept going. there wasn't much talking done either, you were able to work together without speaking, you had always been able to.

of course it was awkward, but it went fine until a loud sound rang through the woods. bellamy turned to you immediately, eyes wide as he grabbed your wrist and started running. despite having never left the camp, you knew that this was an alarm to warn about the yellow fog that was incredibly toxic and even deadly.

the two of you ran as fast as you could until bellamy noticed something in the ground that looked like a door to a bunker. he immediately pushed you in front of him and told you to go in, following closely as he rushed to close the door before the fog could get you. bellamy turned on his flashlight while your breath was shaky as you put a hand up to your heart. your athleticism wasn't an issue, your anxiety however was.

"y/n, are you okay?", bellamy asked softly as approached you, reaching for your shoulder but before he could touch you, you backed away.

"bellamy stop, stop doing this", he looked at you with a questioning expression on his face. "you know what i mean."

he simply shook his head, lowering it before quietly saying "i'm sorry, y/n, but i really don't. i just wanna make sure you're okay."

you huffed, did he even believe his own words? you were annoyed by his obliviousness and slid down the wall, he did the same oppositely from you.

neither of you said anything for some time but with every minute that passed, you feared that he would leave the bunker at the first chance he'd get, ruining your only opportunity to have the conversation you've been wanting to have for almost a year now.

"look, bellamy.. i just don't understand how you could do what you did. you're confusing me", you explained quietly, not wanting to look at him yet.

"i know, i don't understand either", he spoke back and as your eyes met, you could tell he wasn't lying. "i was angry, angry at everyone, even you. and i know that it wasn't fair, i wasn't treating you how i should have but when i lost everything, i was ashamed. you deserved better than that and i knew you wouldn't just let me go."

"literally what were you thinking?!  i was with you through any hardships you ever had to go through. what made you assume id just leave you, what made you think that after two years with you, i'd just abandon you. what for?! having a sister? i'm not the fucking council, you should know me better than that", you were angry but you didn't want to yell at him, you wanted this to work.

he sighed, he didn't know what to tell you. of course you were right, he fully agreed but what good would him agreeing do?

"talk to me, bellamy", you basically begged.

"i'm sorry, y/n. i have never regretted anything as much as breaking your heart. you were on my mind every single day", he said truthfully, not being able to look into your eyes as he spoke until he lifted his head. "if i could turn back time, i would. i am so sorry for ruining what we had."

you stared into his eyes, giving yourself time to think about what he just told you. you'd do anything to go back to how things were, you missed bellamy so much.

"me too", you then admitted. "you know, it would've been our three year anniversary a few days ago", you said and laughed slightly. bellamy smiled at you, oh how he had missed your laugh.

"i know", he said and reached into his pocket. "i didn't get you anything new and i know that i can't just regift something i already gave you years ago but i grabbed this when i asked you to come with me and i just.. didn't have time to give it to you yet."

you listened curiously, watching him pull out a silver necklace he once gave you. your mouth and eyes widened in excitement, it was your favourite piece of jewelry ever since you'd gotten it, but when you realized you didn't have it on you, you were sure you'd never see it again and it made you incredibly sad.

"oh my god, you took it with you? thank you so much, bellamy! i was missing it already", you admitted, excitement lacing your voice. he smiled again and handed you your necklace you put on immediately.

you smiled down at yourself, carefully grabbing the star charm.

"i missed seeing you like this, you are so beautiful, y/n", bellamy spoke quietly, you simply halted in your movement. your eyebrows were raised slightly as you looked at him, what was he doing?

"y/n, i know that i don't deserve your forgiveness, fuck, i don't even deserve you! but please, i'm begging you to forgive me for what i did. i don't expect it to be easy, but-"

"why did you ask me to come with you, bell?", you interrupted him. it took him a second before he chuckled and looked to the side, then focusing on you again.

"i spent so many months ignoring you, thinking i was making things so much better when i actually ruined us. i already told you that i thought about you every single day and i knew i wouldn't survive to go down here without you", he explained. "i know that it was incredibly selfish of me to bring you here and at first i didn't want to because i didn't want to expose you to all these dangers earth might bring. i wanted you to do better than me, that's why i distanced myself from you, but i was a fool to think this would work. the hold you have on me and my life is actually insane, y/n. when i had the opportunity to protect my sister and to take you down with me, i just-"

"wait, bellamy, why are you even here in the first place", you questioned. there was no way you wouldn't know about his mission but a janitor did.

his expression changed immediately, his jaw tensed and you could tell how scared he was to tell you, but he also didn't want to lie to you. not right now, not apart of this conversation.

"y/n, i messed up, okay.. i did things i regret and leaving you wasn't my only mistake, but i couldn't let my sister go to earth unprotected, alright? i had to make sure she was safe", he rambled immediately, panic lacing his voice. you on the other hand, only got more suspicious of him. "i shot chancellor jaha on shumway's request."

your eyes widened in shook, you couldn't believe what you just heard. "what, i-"

you wanted to be upset at him so bad but something in you couldn't. "is he.."

"i don't know, that was the goal", he answered quietly, not daring to look up.

"oh my god, bellamy! are you kidding me, you can't just shoot the chancellor, you can't shoot anybody actually!"

"y/n, i know, please. i know that i messed up but i can't change it anymore", he sighed before running his hand through his hair. by now, it was finally curly and loose again and you couldn't help but notice how good he looked. but that wasn't the point, not at all.

"do you though? you changed, bellamy. you have become someone i don't recognize, whats gotten into you?!", you got up from the ground, looking around helplessly. "first you shoot the chancellor and then you lead these kids in the aggressive way you do. do you even notice what you're creating?", at this point you were yelling, you didn't care anymore.

"y/n don't yell at me", he said but you just shook your head. he got up and approached you but you backed away like earlier.

"for fucks sake, stop telling me what to do! you're not my leader, if anything, you're my boyfriend, or ex boyfriend. hell, i don't even know what we are because you didn't have the fucking balls to actually break up with me before being an asshole. i have every right to yell at you", you hissed and you could see how much your words hurt him but bellamy wasn't gonna stay quiet this time.

"i never broke up with you because i didn't fucking want to. i didn't treat you like it but fuck, y/n i love you", he was raising his voice as well now.

"loved, you loved me, you don't anymore", you said and it seemed like this time, you went too far.

"shut the fuck up, y/n. don't say shit like that, don't disrespect me like that", he yelled at you, knowing full well that your disrespect wasn't even comparable to what he put you through. "don't accuse me of not loving you because i could never stop loving you. there wasn't a single day in the past five years where i didn't love you and you know that this is true, we both do!"

you bit your lip as you tried to calm yourself. the adrenaline was overwhelming at this point but still you somehow knew that he was right. you believed him.

"and you don't have to forgive me for what i did and for the way i'm leading these kids but you know damn well that i'd do anything for you and that i love you", his voice was softening again as he was calming down too. "and i know that you're not over me. you wouldn't have come with me, if you didn't love me at least a little bit."

you took a deep breath in, he was right. of course he was, but you couldn't just forgive and forget.

"y/n, baby, i'm not asking you to forget what i did, please don't. i just wanna know that i am right and that i still know you and most importantly; that i didn't ruin your life even more when i brought you down here", his voice got quieter and you could even hear it breaking towards the end of his sentence.

"yes, bellamy i still love you", you simply admitted, sad eyes meeting his right before he pulled you into his arms.

you didn't resist because you needed this, it was what you'd been seeking for all these months.

bellamy was relieved that you still loved him. he didn't expect everything to magically be amazing again but he knew that he hadn't lost you yet. he still had a chance for redemption and he was going to fix things. he was going to be a better man for you.

his strong arms were wrapped around you tightly, holding you against his chest as he also enjoyed feeling your touch again.

"i love you so much, y/n. i'll fix everything, okay? i will never hurt you ever again and we can work through this, if you want to. i missed you so much, baby", he said. his hand was now holding your cheek as he looked into your glossy eyes.

you nodded, believing him again.

you were hoping that he was saying the truth, that he would never mess it up again. you just wanted to love him again, but you weren't stupid, things, he would have to change first.

#bellamy blake #the 100 bellamy #bellamy x reader #the 100 #the 100 x reader #forced proximity #one shot #the 100 one shot #octavia blake #clarke griffin #jasper jordan #wells jaha #the 100 angst #bellamy angst #fluff #angst

[liveforjeongin]

How To Cheer Your Jeongin Up (2/8)

-tickle fic, if you don't like that you can keep scrolling

requested by: no one

warnings: a bit of angst (? at the beginning, soft tickling, raspberries

Read 'How To Cheer Your Chan Up (1/8)' (the previous part) here in case you haven't yet!

taglist: @itzsana-kiddingmenow @channieissocute125

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It was late night, past midnight, everyone was already sleeping in maknaes+Lino dorm, except Felix, who hadn't been able to fall asleep.

He woke up to drink some water, thinking that might help him a bit. On his way back to his room, he heard some noises, as if someone was... Sobbing?

Turned out the noises came from Jeongin's room, something that concerned the sunshine boy, since it wasn't much common to see their maknae crying. Forgetting completely about sleeping, he entered the youngest's room in silence, not wanting to scare him.

"Innie... Are you alright?" asked once he approached enough for the younger to listen to his whispers, since he didn't want to wake up Seungmin and Minho too.

Jeongin quickly whiped his tears away, doing his best to pretend he wasn't crying "Oh, hi, hyung. What are you doing here so late?" tried to avoid the situation, even though he knew Lix already saw everything, which made the older's heart break.

"Innie... Come on now. It's me, you know you can trust me, don't you? I won't judge you for anything, I promise you" Lix sat on Innie's bed, next to him.

Jeongin knew that, that's why he let himself cry on his hyung's lap.

"Hey, hey, it's okay... What happened to our baby bread that has you like this?" Felix started to stroke his dongsaeng's hair, knowing he'd probably move away and complain he doesn't like skinship.

But instead, Innie just leaned into the touch, he felt so vulnerable already that he didn't even care, it felt really nice... How come he kept rejecting it?

"I'm sorry, hyung..." the maknae got to say through all his crying.

No need to say, Felix got heartbroken at the youngest's words "What do you mean, Innie? You're sorry for what?" asked, worrying even more.

"I... Know Channie hyung always tells us to... Not read those hate comments people do... Cuz he doesn't want us to get affected, cuz he says nothing of that is true... But I couldn't stop myself, hyung... I read them. I read a lot of them..." in that moment, Jeongin was feeling overwhelmed at his own mind reminding him of all those comments... All the horrible things netizens said about him...

Felix froze.

He knows how it is to read that stuff, cuz even when they all promised Chan not to, Felix keeps reading them almost every night. So he just hugged Jeongin, he hugged him and he told him things he would've like to hear every single night while reading those comments.

"What they say it's not true"

"They don't know you, they have no right to judge you"

"You're very talented, why do you doubt about that?"

"They're jealous of you, that's it"

"I'm here for you, I'll always be"

They continued hugging for what felt like eternity. Neither of them wanted to pull away. Until an idea came to Lix's mind.

"Innie, could I do something to make you feel better?"

The maknae, who had already stopped crying some minutes ago, tilted his head a little "What's that?"

Yongbok went back to stroke baby bread's hair "I know you hate being tickled... But I really think that'll cheer you up... Could I tickle you? I promise I'll be gentle, I'll be the gentlest in the whole world, I promise"

Jeongin was ready to say "no" since the first sentence, but thinking about it... That could actually help "Okay... Fine. I'll let you tickle me, BUT you have to promise 3 things before"

The freckled boy was visibly excited, so he just nodded with his head and waited for the youngest to give him the conditions.

"Number one, you have to promise you'll be EXTREMELY gentle. Number two, you'll stop immediately after I say so. And number three, you can't tell anyone I agreeded to this... And I'm serious with this one, hyung" Jeongin looked really serious as he gave the conditions. Felix knew he wasn't joking with them.

After agreeding to the conditions, Lix got ready to tickle his youngest.

He decided to start off a bad spot, the younger's belly. He gently caressed him there, provoking the cutest soft giggles he'd ever heard from Jeongin.

Soon enough, decided to start for real, scribbling all over Innie's belly and sides, now with both hands.

Jeongin's giggling grew louder, but hopefully, not enough to wake 2min up "Hyuhuhuhuhung, that's bahahad!"

Lix smirked "Oh, I know it is, but I bet is helping, isn't it?" teased, now placing one of his hands on one side of Jeongin's neck, not doing anything yet.

The simple fact of having his hyung's hand placed on his weakest spot was enough to make Jeongin beg "No! No no nohohoho, hyung! Please, plehehehehease! Not there, don't do anyhyhyhything on there!"

Lix felt like listening to the maknae this time, so instead, he went to caress his ears, not surprisingly making him ticklish.

At this point, the baby of the group was a blushy, giggly, squirmy mess on his sunshine hyung's arms. All the bad comments simply disappeared from his mind, he felt... Happy. That's why he didn't stop his hyung when, once again, placed his hand on his neck, just accepting his fate.

Seeing the youngest was kind of agreeing with the idea of having his neck tickled, Felix went on.

Jeongin was getting gentle tickles on his ribs and neck now, normally, he'd be giggling pretty loud, but this time, he couldn't allow himself to do that, so his best solution was covering his face with a pillow, that, surprisingly, did cushion the loud giggles from him.

They stayed like this for some minutes more, they were both enjoying it, even though Jeongin will never accept that.

Lix knew the youngest would say "stop" at any moment now, so he decided to do one more thing now that he had the opportunity, and blew a raspberry on the youngest's sensitive neck, causing Innie to let out a scream, since he didn't expect that and it tickled a lot, being honest.

He moved away as fast as he could, getting to scape Lix's raspberry. Hopefully, the pillow cushioned the scream really well, so it was safe to say neither Seungmin nor Minho heard it.

"Okahahahay, hyung, that's enough! Stohohohohop now!" the maknae said. He did scape the raspberries, but Felix kept on gently tickling his ribs and sides.

Just like he promised, Lix stopped as soon as Innie said so, and gave him some rubs to ease the ghost tickles "How you feeling now? Better?" the sunshine boy asked, actually worried his plan might've failed.

But instead, he received an unexpected hug from the maknae "Thank you, hyung..." Innie whispered.

Bokkie's heart melted, automatically hugging him back "I'm happy I got to help you"

After some seconds hugging, they both pulled away, Felix was ready to go back to his room, but his arm got suddenly grabbed by the youngest.

"Hyung... Could you... Sleep with me tonight?" the maknae asked shyly, and Felix obviously couldn't resist so much cuteness.

They ended up cuddled in bed. Jeongin's head resting on his hyung's chest, they both felt so comfortable and happy, knowing they could always trust each other.

And with that warm thought in mind, and cuddled with his hyung in bed, Innie fell asleep, forgetting completely about those comments.

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I think I'm not so good writing soft tickling😭

Which is pretty sad cuz that's actually like My favorite type of tickling💔

But I'll get better at it, I promise

I hope you guys liked this, soon I'll be back with requested fics, I promise

#skz tickle #kpop tickle #stray kids tickle #tickle #tickle content #ahhie's blog

[akaashiwaifuuwu]

dress - taylor swift

Lee felix and fem reader

Warning : smut, yn ex is a jerk, very fluffy, last part is inspired by friend (season2 ep 4), being called slut (that's it ig)

(An: I have exams going on its my half yearly, it will end tomorrow plus it's durga puja knocking was very busy with shopping and all I hope you all like it, please interact with my works as it helps me !!)

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT !!

you broke up. It's done. All those things just flashed infront of your eyes, the memories, the kisses, the I love yous, it's all gone, he was cheating on you this entire time.

It meant nothing to him, but it meant everything to you all those 4 years went to a vain, he was manipulating you, mental and physical abuse which you ignored because you were so in love with him. They say in love every wrong becomes rights.

"Excuse me, you will catch cold" your dull eyes meet a boy who have freckles. "Are you okay?" He was holding the umbrella above both of you and you nodded yes "tell me, what's bothering you" that's it. You broke down.

He was scared "can I touch you?" He asked and you replied yes causing him to hug you and you cried harder. "Let's get you home, you will get sick yeah?" You nodded.

"I don't know where you live" that guy said "oh, I'm felix, lee felix" he smiled at you "im y/n and I live here" you pointed him your block "no way, i live here" he smiled "your smile gives comfort" you looked down "well, see you soon" he said "don't you wanna come in?" You turned around

"wouldn't it be a problem for you?" He looked at you "not really" you look dull "well we can-" you were cut off my him "I can come some other day okay?" He smiled and went back waving you goodbye.

It has been 3 months since the break up, will you say you're over him? no. You haven't met that guy since that day, you wanted to show him your gratitude.

"Oh my God, we met finally, I was waiting for you to call me, I'm hurt that you didn't" that voice. You turned around to see it was your ex. You wanted to run away. He grabbed your wrist "let's go yeah?" You grabbed his hand which was holding your hand "you're inflicting me pain".

"Me? i could never ever hurt you" He yelled "it's you who hurts me, you know I love you" you were going to give in but his grasp was so tight, you were pretty sure you have bruise now.

"Look she is hurt, let her go mister" ah that freckle boy you saw, he had 7 more ppl they all look so strong "okay whatever you got new people to fuck, enjoy being a slut".

You were crying, again. You were hurt, again.

"I dare you to say that again" the freckle boy said "she is a-" he stopped "whatever, she is a pathetic whore" uh oh "that's it" felix walked towards him and you tugged him, his eyes soften.

You were there, you can't hear anything. "Hey, yn you're okay?" You smiled and walked away. You were so dumb, stupid, so in love.

Felix ran upto you. "Hey, let's go out" he said, the freckled boy heard a whimper as he turn around he saw you crying. Soon you bursed into tears

"Was I not good enough?" You dont know him, yet you trust him.

Here you are, it has been 2 years since that messy break up took place, you and felix have been extremely close, he is studying computer science and you're doing law.

It's peaceful being with him. Comfortable silence you know? It's not awkward.

"Yn" he called you out

| say my name and everything just stops |

"Yes?" You looked at him. Oh how you melted. "I bought KitKat for you!" He exclaimed smilingly. "You remember?"

"Obviously baby" ah. That nickname which makes you wanna scream, yell, rip off your hairs, you were flabbergasted. He held his hands out "let's go?" And you hold his hand back 'webtoon typa shit' you told yourself.

You were walking peacefully when felix told you to go back you were confused and you heard someone call out your name as you turn back, him.

you were in shock. Felix pulled your hand and you both started walking away. "I didn't feel anything" you were dull "I moved on" you smiled and felix wiped your tears.

It's okay yn, you did it, you thought to yourself.

felix was knocking at your door while saying "yn yn yn yn yn yn-" you finally opened the door "oh my god what do you want, it's 3 am, 3 AM!" You looked at him "it actually 3:15 am but nevermind I saw your lights on so I thought to check up on you" wow, wait what? "What were doing late night?" You looked concerned "Stop making that face or else you will get wrinkles".

Deadass. "Okay okay I wasn't able to sleep" you stopped blocking the door and he let himself in, he saw all the notes, books scattered "Woah there, you're cramming?" He looked at you "im sleepy" you said "you ain't wearing a bra?" He was flabbergasted "buffon, I will sleep and you expect me to wear bra while I'm at my room?".

Fair point.

"Let's sleep" felix took your hands and turned off the lights "you can sleep?" You looked at him "my room was cold and I guess I need something warm enough" he smiled while you both lay down. "What are we?" You both looked at eachother, he replied "anything you wants us to be" oh that stupid smile.

| I don't want you like my bestfriend |

Your head was resting on felixs arm. You both were close. Very close. But you were too sleepy to notice anything. Once you closed your eyes felix heard your snores and you turned to him while grabbing his waist. It's normal for you both to cuddle.

In your dream you both had a family and cute little family, where he took care of you both. It was amazing.

You woke up and saw him holding you tightly as if you were a glass which he doesn't want to let you go and slip so that you will break. The way when you broke he picked every piece of you. He is holding you so that you don't break again.

Your heart flutters, bestfriends feels like this right? Once you removed his hair covering his forehead "yes angel?" He looked at you. You are stucked. You just wanna be his.

Today's class was so hectic "lix" you yelled while hugging him and you saw his friend circle "ayo how's you" minho looked at you, you smiled at him.

Oh how jealous he was "soooooooo" hyunjin came and looked at you "Are you dating?" Hyunjin got a no from you "let's go on a date then".

Felix stopped working. "Well I like certain someone if something doesn't work with them, you can be my side chick" you winked at him.

"If he can't fuck you, you're most welcome to come towards me, I bet my fingers will help you" he smiled "anyways" you looked at felix "why don't we watch some movies".

Felix. His name gives you endorphins. You just want him to hold you. "Morning" you heard while you met him on your way to shopping market "youre coming with me" he smiled at your command "Where are we going?" He laughed.

While you were trying on cloths he was taking your packages "how's this dress?" He looked at you "wow, you look amazing" he whispered as if something took his breathe away "look at the back it's so pretty" backless. It was backless.

Right now at the party you were wearing the same outfit with heels and red lipstick. People were looking at you. Felix was definitely flabbergasted.

| only bought this dress so you can take it off |

Here you were kissing him while holding his collars and his knee on between your legs. You were at his place. While whimpering and grinding on his knee while he was kissing you "you looked so pretty, hard to touch". He said as he started removing your heels.

From lips to legs he kissed every inch of your body. "You're so ethereal honey" he removed your dress, you felt so surreal. "I love you" you said it, you were vulnerable and you did. "I love you too, my love"

"Fuck youre this wet?" You were shy "im sorry" you looked away "why are you apologizing?" He looked at you "my ex told me being wet is bad, it means im a slut and get turned on by everyone" you looked at him.

"Oh fuck that bitch, being wet is good and normal there's nothing to apologize for, my love" he took you to his bed.

"Ethereal" he look at your face, "I can fuck you better than hyunjin".

"May I have your consent?" He looked at you "yes darling" he took off his cloths and your bra and panties "wow, I got no words, I'm so mesmerized by you"

He played with your clit causing you to moan, and then he licked your pussy while playing with your clit, you grabbed his hair, while trying to close your leg between which you were unable to due to his head.

"I will come please please" he smiled while inserting the finger and playing with the clit.

Your head rested on your bed "oh you came" you smiled and you looked so fucked up, "how do you feel?" You were not able to answer at all "your leg is still shaking? You won't be able to handle me take rest baby".

"No no no I need you please" you grabbed him while crying "okay okay okay, have me all you want" he said while wearing the condom.

He said while inserting himself and grabbed him so hard, it felt amazing and you screamed, "aw are you feeling good?" He said while thrusting himself "you're so cute" he smiled.

"Felix" you moaned and clenched so hard "fuck baby, you're clenching so hard" you're about to cum and he is too.

He went deep and slow "felix" you screamed and came and he came inside you.

It's morning, "sleeping beauty smh" hyunjin was walking while you woke up and you had cloths on? How? "hyujin, how many times I gotta tell you? This is real life not some texting shit" minho glared at him "whatever" hyunjin threw his head back "180 degree, 20 minutes" once hyunjin heard it, he shut up.

"Yn you're up" bangchan looked at you the atmosphere was too serious "okay I pull up" you said thinking it will lift the vibes "that's the worst way you can try to change the atmosphere, yn you have skill issues" minho walked.

"So are you two official?" Changbin interrupts "what are you talking about?".

"You're wearing his clothes the hell bro?" Jisung said while drinking coffee, you layed down on his bed and turned facing his bed while kicking your feet and giggling, "are you stupid?" Seungmin added "stupidly in love with felix" you mumbled but you were pretty sure no one was able to catch it as your face was pressed into the bed.

"Pardon?" Jeongin asked "nothing" you got up "where's felix?" Once you looked at the guys, you saw they guys closed their eyes, "yn wear pants" chan scolded you "im wearing look" you lifted your shirt but they still didn't open their eyes.

"You know what I will find felix" you sighs heavily, while walking towards kitchen "you're awake" he made a comment "so about yesterday, what are we" you asked him "clearly not bestfriend" he laughed.

"Gimme kiss" you pouted "brush your teeth" he looked at you "okay daddy" you walked away.

Once you were back you saw the guys at the kitchen "you both had sex?" chan banged his hands to the table "okay okay it happened but I like her and she likes me too, it's mutual" chan saw you.

"You didn't even said that to me?" Chan looked so hurt. "You didn't even said you liked her" chan looked at you "I thought I don't have chance so it would've been better".

"You betrayed me" chan looked at you "you know the time, when we heard chan moaning it's cause he was sending a girl memos of him moaning and she gave him money" everyone gasped "how did you know?" Chan exclaimed while pointing at felix "who told you" the pointing fingers turned into minho "you're a death meat" minho looked away.

"Minho have a third nipple" chan exclaimed "you bitch" minho gasped while everyone looking at him "hyunjin pays money to girls to tell him he's a bad boy, and degrade him" minho pointed him "if im going down im taking everyone with me" minho smiled proudly.

"Guy's we are forgetting felix and yn are dating" changbin reminds "okay so we didn't confess but yn would you like to be my girlfriend?" He looked at you "I can't comprehend what just happened but yes I would love too and minho you have a third nipple?" You smiled "don't remind them" minho whispered.

#stray kids comfort #stray kids fluff #stray kids smut #skz smut #skz felix #lee felix fluff #lee felix smut #lee felix #lee felix x reader #lee felix imagines #felix smut #felix fluff #lee know #lee minho #bang chan #changbin #seungmin #jeongin #lee felix smuts #kpop smuts

[tink27]

I am dying for an Au where the party left Eddie's body in the upside down and he (for whatever reason) is not dead, and comes back but with significant memory loss.

He ends up in Steve's back yard, covered in his own blood and the muck of the upside down. He's faced with the absolute relief and sadness on Steve's face, as he tried to rush towards Eddie only to see him flinch away, eyes wide and confused.

It takes a while but Eddie begins to trust Steve, he gets re-introduced to the party and slowly but surely his memories are coming back, sometimes in flashes of memory but sometimes without Eddie even realising himself. Like when he calls Dustin "Henderson" without anyone ever reminding him of Dustin's last name, or when he started humming Dio in the kitchen while he drank his coffee (Eddie had no idea what he was even humming and it took Steve about an hour of sifting through Eddie's old tapes to figure out it was Dio's Rainbow in the Dark).

But the memories are also confusing sometimes, particularly when it comes to Steve Harrington. Eddie knows Steve, he's the person Eddie came to rely on the most since he came back. Steve lets him stay in his house, he makes sure Eddie eats enough proper meals and he can tell when things are getting too much and keeps the others out of the house for a while.

But Eddie has memories.

Steve looking a bit younger, but so much harsher. Indifferent and cool as a freckled boy spits mean words at his side. Steve with his arm around some pretty girls waist, smiling at her and sneering at Eddie.

None of it seems right. Because when Eddie looks at Steve, the Steve in front of him, he cannot accept these memories. Steve has only ever looked at him with the utmost gentleness, but still Eddie can't shake them.

So one day, in Steve's kitchen he tests it out with a phrase that's been rattling around in his head "King Steve" he says it softly, and he isn't sure what to expect. Confusion maybe, something to confirm that it was all some insecure figment of Eddie's overactive imagination.

But what he got was a look of pure hurt. Eddie had never seen Steve look so hurt. He immediately had the urge to take it back, to pull the words back into his mouth and take away whatever pain he had given Steve but he knew he couldn't, so he tried again "Steve?"

"you remember, huh?" His voice sounded defeated, like some awful thing he was waiting for had finally happened, like the other shoe had finally dropped.

"some things..." Eddie felt wrong footed but he knew he needed to consolidate these memories in his head with the broken boy in front of him "but they don't really make sense"

He waited to see if Steve would talk, fill in some gaps but he doesn't, so Eddie continues "it seems like" He was hesitant to even say it "you used to be mean... to me?"

Steve scoffed, seemingly more at himself than at Eddie "I used to be mean to a lot of people Eds. I've been trying to get better, to be better, for the past couple of years but, that sorta stuff follows you around"

He wasn't sure how to respond, even though he knew the memories were real, it still didn't feel right, those memories weren't his Steve. "But, you're not like that anymore." He left it like that, staying it like fact.

"no. I'm not like that anymore, I hope so at least" he seems sheepish, and still so uncomfortable

"you're not." Eddie took a step closer, and placed his hand on Steve's arm "you're good, Steve."

Eddie's language hadn't been what it used to be, and Dustin and the others were doing a Lord of the Rings book club to help Eddie regain some of his past vocabulary, but he hoped for now that even simple words could get across how he felt about Steve.

"you helped me, I was alone and scared and you did everything you could do" he tilted his head, trying to get Steve to meet his eyes "You saved me, Steve Harrington."

And that seemed to be more than enough, because in a sudden rush of movement Steve pulled Eddie into a tight hug, and as they stayed their, tangled up in Steve's kitchen, neither of them mentioned when Steve's shoulders began to shake and Eddie's shoulder dampened.

Instead Eddie just placed his hand in Steve's hair, and held him for as long as he needed. No matter what memories he regained of that young indifferent version of Steve, he knew all that matters was this boy in his arms right now. The kind and selfless Steve Harrington.

The Steve Harrington who saved him, in all the ways that mattered.

#i dont know where this came from #I just had an idea #and then i couldnt stop writing #Dialogue is really out of my comfort zone when it comes to writing #hope it isnt terrible!! #steddie #eddie munson #stranger things #steve harrington #gay steve harrington #steve x eddie #stranger things s4 #steddie fics #stranger things au #gay eddie munson #ficlet #memory loss #eddie lives #steve harrington is a good person

[epickiya722]

He's so Rabbit-Coded! 💚🐇👊

Midoriya is on the list of rabbit characters for me because I can't associate any other animal with him, (except for a ram).

Now, I'm sure that some of you are already disagreeing with me or whatever, but that's fine. I'm not writing this to persuade anyone or say "you're wrong", like not writing this to please anyone. So honestly, don't agree? Ignore and scroll past, don't comment. This is just me letting out some random thoughts. This is not a post up for debate. It's a shame I have to say this!

Anyways! To the topic of this post!

Which is why Midoriya is so rabbit-coded to me!

I know, I know! It's not some uncommon concept in this fandom. I am well aware, trust me.

Today though, folks, I'm just elaborating on the idea. Elaborating on my feelings. To me, it fits.

Let's start with the obvious!

Rabbits are adorable. They can be timid and shy, a little curious. Midoriya is the same. Be honest, he's a cutie! Round face and eyes, freckles! Curly hair! He's too cute. He's also timid at times (he got better) and curious, always ready to ask and learn about a quirk. He's even smaller in height than most characters just as rabbits are.

Even his hero costume and how he fights are "rabbit-like". He's fast, does a lot of kicking. His costume has the ears! (Check out the above images.)

See? Already like a rabbit! But let's dig a little deeper, come with me on this journey!

Now, at first glance, when you look at a rabbit, besides "cute" and "small" and "fuzzy", what else do you think about? "Defenseless" and "weak" may be some words. Maybe? I mean, a lot of prey animals may seem so because well… they're prey. It's how Midoriya was often seen. Weaker than those around him before and after getting a quirk. But here's the thing.

Do not let the "seemingly innocent" cuteness fool you.

Rabbits are fierce creatures, alright? Prey animals they may be, but it's not like they're really are defenseless. Rabbits don't just sit there and wait to be eaten. They are fighters. They will scratch, kick, bite and even let out a shrill scream when they're in danger. They will not go down without a fight. They'll even fight each other, okay? Rabbits will injury whoever they see as a threat and sometimes? The results can be frightening.

As such when it comes to Midoriya Izuku. Oh, he is the sweetest kid you'll ever meet, but the moment there's danger? It doesn't matter if it's big or small, that kid will go for someone's neck if he has to. Even a small child, he was defending other kids. He's always been a fighter.

I don't know if you folks have noticed but uh… Midoriya's a feral kind of angry. He loses all sense. Be damned if he has sympathy for you, he's going for that arm. Almost every fight he's been in, blood has been drawn and bones have been broken. Not just from him either!

There's also the fact that rabbits are intelligent. So is Midoriya. Both can pick up on things, learn from those things, and use that knowledge.

Simply put, Midoriya is not someone to be underestimated just like rabbits.

Further down the path, folks!

Symbolism! Yes, we're diving into some symbolism here!

Rabbits often symbolize (good) luck. When it comes to Midoriya, I would say he's quite the lucky person. He actually got the chance to encounter the man he looks up to and even inherited his Quirk. From there, he just keeps getting hit with good luck. He found himself a good class of people who care for him and being around those classmates, he has built more confidence within himself. He's also been in a lot of situations that seem dire and almost impossible to get out of, and yet he does! That's luck. Midoriya has quite a bit of good luck. Using his smarts and ambition to win and save, luck is usually on his side. Sure, he doesn't always get out of a sticky situation unscathed and he has his hardships, but again, luck!

I also want to bring up another interesting meaning to rabbits that I read about. "Moving forward". Midoriya is the type of person to me that who moves forward. He keeps going and not wanting to linger. He's always determined to catch up, to advance. To me, he doesn't forget the past but he wants to forward from it and make a better future.

I go more into detail about here!

While we're here, I also want to bring the tale of the Moon Rabbit. It is believed that when the moon is full, you can see the silhouette of a rabbit (it varies as to what the rabbit is doing depending on the culture). As to why, let's recount the folktale of the Moon Rabbit (I apologize if I get anything wrong).

A man lived on the moon and one day decided to visit Earth and disguised as a beggar. A small group of animals would come across this "beggar" and among them is a rabbit. Believing that the beggar is hungry, each animal would offer the man something to eat, the rabbit included. However, being the rabbit is… well… a rabbit, the rabbit could only offer grass. So instead of grass, the rabbit tells the beggar to build a fire. And what does this rabbit do once that fire is built? Throws his body into it as to offer himself as a meal to the beggar. Amazed by the rabbit's self-sacrifice, the beggar reveals himself to be the Man on the Moon and draws the rabbit's image on the moon as a way of showing his appreciation and praise to the rabbit.

Now you're wondering why I brought this tale up and what the hell it has to do with Midoriya.

It's because like the rabbit, Midoriya is willing to sacrifice his own well-being for the sake of others. Midoriya may have grown some confidence, but my boy also tends to view himself only worthy into helping others, that he's still "a loser". He has to be reminded that he is a lot more valued than he believes. It's similar to the rabbit. That rabbit didn't think offering grass was good enough, so he throws himself to the fire.

I also find it interesting that Midoriya is a Cancer (like me) and the Cancer's ruling planet? THE MOON!! (I talk more about how he's also a moon-coded character in this post!)

And of course, I'm going to bring her up! I don't think it's on purpose, but I find it amusing that Midoriya share a lot (if not the most) similarities with the true Rabbit of the series, the queen, Miruko.

If you want to know more of those similarities, just check out this post!

Well, folks, that's all my post for why I think Midoriya is so rabbit-coded! Again, just me, my opinion with some reasonings.

#just kiya's thoughts #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #midoriya izuku #izuku midoriya #deku #bunzuku #rabbit midoriya #bunny midoriya #bunny izuku #rabbit deku #rabbit izuku #it's appreciate midoriya hours folks!! #💚🐇👊

[theshotsheardacrossworlds]

Body

Agi knows it's wrong, but she can't help but think there's another reason why Astarion doesn't want to have sex.

She knew she was being silly.

She knew it.

The celibacy she and Astarion now shared, while going extremely well, left her with a terrible, lingering thought---by him admitting that he had bedded not the most beautiful people sometimes and it disgusted him that it applied to her as well. Love the heart and soul…just not the rest. Which I know…I know…deep down isn’t true. But this isn’t about me or my stupid, silly, awful issues, it’s about him. His healing. His comfort. Anything. Everything. For him.

Agnetha was taken out of her thoughts by the man himself, his lithe silhouette against the flaps of her tent.

“Oh! Hi, I, erm…wasn’t expecting you.” Fuck my life. Why did you say that?!

He immediately tensed. “I’ve been coming every evening since we chatted. Is this not what you want? I can go—”

Get it together, Agi. “No! No! Oh my gods, no. I…” She trailed off as he entered the tent, his expression puzzled with a healthy dose of worry. “Thinking too much.”

“About what? I swear, if Shadowheart and Lae’zel disturb you one more time with their inane prattle, I’ll drain them dry.” Ah yes, there’s the attractive yet completely murderous look in his eyes. Just tell him. He won’t be mad, right? His fists were clenched at his narrow hips.

She raised her hands. “No, it’s not that. It’s definitely not that. It’s honestly really stupid.” And I’m being stupid.

He raised an eyebrow in disbelief, his hands now on his hips. “If it’s truly that stupid, darling, then why not tell me?” He moved to her bedroll and sat down, patting the spot next to him. His look was sincere, the smile now gracing his features genuine.

Trust him as he trusts me. Closing her eyes for a second, she took a deep breath and sat next to him, her long legs stretched out in front of her. “It’s because it’s about you. Well, us.”

“I-I see.” Ever so slightly, he leaned away from her, preparing for what he thought was the inevitable---that she wanted something he could not give at the moment and frankly, did not know if he could give it again.

“When you said you were disgusted by your targets,” she explained quietly, not bearing to even look at him. I’ll cry if I do. Oh fuck it, I already am. “and as you said, I was one of your targets in a way, so you…think I’m disgusting.” As he opened his mouth to protest, she reached for his hand. “No. Let me finish. And that’s why you asked for us to not have sex, which I know isn’t true. I know.” More tears fell down her pale, freckled cheeks. “I know.”

“If it’s not true, then why are you thinking it? Of course, that’s not why! You silly, silly goose! Come here, darling.” The tone at first was harsh but softened considerably after he noticed her lower lip quivering. Wrapping an arm around her thick waist, his other hand found hers. “Why on earth would you think something like that, sweetness?”

“Because I’m tall—”

“Statuesque!”

“Broad-shouldered—”

“Perfect—”

“You can guess what the last one is—”

Astarion grinned, pressing a kiss to her cheek. The hand on her waist squeezed the softness under her top. “Voluptuous. Curvaceous. Thoroughly, deliciously plump. I could go on, darling.”

“I’ve been told to my face, on several occasions, that Mum can’t offer a dowry large enough to make a man marry me.” Far too many times. From suitors. From their families. From other noble houses of all races. “I’ve also been told that it’s too bad I’m fat because I have a nice face.” Gods help anyone who says that in earshot of Mum…or Astarion, because he looks like he’s about to commit several murders. “Love, please.”

“This further proves that I have excellent taste.” He sneered.

She could not help but smile at that. “Of course.”

He brought her hand to his lips, his ruby eyes meeting hers. “You are stunning, my love, and remember, if anyone ever says that to you again,” And there’s the look again! “I will simply devour them.”

Her brown eyes widened. “Or, you know, we could just not do that.” She shifted and pulled him into a hug. “I love you so much, but please no murder.” Because it’s bad obviously, but I imagine there’s a ton of paperwork as well. There always is.

He laughed. “Fine, fine! No murder for now.”

She laughed despite herself. “You are too much.” They shared a kiss before laying down on her bedroll (I miss my bed so fucking much) with Astarion insisting on spooning her. “You’re sure, love? I know you like it when I’m the big spoon.” She whispered, feeling him rest his chin on her shoulder while he sneaked a hand under her top. Ever since that night, he’s been a lot more affectionate in private, which has been a lovely surprise.

Astarion hummed in approval as he placed several kisses on her neck. The exact spot where he normally feeds. “My sweet, if I wasn’t sure, I wouldn’t be doing it. Now, let me make this crystal clear so we have no more misunderstandings---I have not nor will I ever lie to you about how beautiful you are. Every inch is perfection.” He gently caressed her belly, sighing into her shoulder. “When you hug me, I feel safe and warm and loved. I adore resting my head on your chest. I love touching you. Surely, you must know?” There was a pause. “Oh wait, you don’t notice anything.” He chuckled as he pressed a kiss where he feeds. “My sweet little—”

“I am not little.” Agnetha snorted. “Not in any way. Not even when I was a child!”

“No wonder your birth mother died, darling. No one survives birthing an over six-foot-tall woman.” Astarion snarked, earning him a loud groan and eyeroll from his lover. “Tell me I’m wrong!”

“Ass. You’re not wrong if it ever happened, which it didn’t and will never.” She gave it to him right back, wiggling in his grip.

He tightened his hold on her, grinning. “So, what you’re saying is…I’m right.”

Asshole. “Yes, you’re bloody right, you naughty man.”

They lay in a comfortable silence for some time. As she began to drift to sleep, she expected him to leave.

He’s not leaving. He’s staying for the first time.

“You can go back to your tent if you want, love.”

“What I want,” his voice was barely above a whisper. “Is to stay right here. With you.” She nodded a little, sleep now claiming her. “Have the sweetest dreams for us, my darling girl. I’ll be here when you wake. I’ll always be here, I promise.”

She smiled a little as she said sleepily, “Love you.” Even if he’s not ready to say it back, I’ll always tell him. Always.

#agnetha wildheart #agi wildheart #astarion x tav #plus size tav #human tav #bg3 astarion #astarion ancunin #astarion bg3 #angst with a happy ending #body image issues #bg3 fanfic #bg3 fanfiction

[you-can-call-me-fangs]

Illumi Headcannons I Have I Don't Think Many Other People Have

I'm making this post as a way to cope with the fact that I'm having smut writer's block right now, plus it will give my soft/fluff Illumi agenda some love, an agenda you should also have, so enjoy :)

Everyone knows that Killua acts just like a cat but, like, so does Illumi

Some of his cat like traits are just watching you go about your day, following you around the room with his eyes

Not letting you get too close to him or touch him but eventually, over time, as he starts to trust you more, he'll come to you looking for attention

And when he does want attention he'll be all secretive about it and just give you subtle hints, expecting you to figure the rest out yourself

His main subtle hints are looking intently at you from a close distance or fidgeting with your hair or clothes (this man is touch starved I just know it)

If your stroking his hair or touching his face, he'll even do that thing cats do where they rub their face against your hand to get you to pet them again

Brings you little dead things he killed

(That last one was a joke haha...but not really)

Illumi is the one who originally started calling people baka all the time and Killua picked it up from him

He won't say it all loud and in peoples faces like Killua, but he says it under his breath

Illumi is always stating the obvious, especially when other people are expressing emotions

Like, yes sweetie we know that person is mad, he's practically yelling at the top of his lungs, we don't need you to point it out for us (it's kinda cute though)

This is already sort of cannon, but Illumi is a blunt guy who just says what's on his mind without thinking first

The amount of times he's accidentally offended someone because of this-

I feel like Illumi lowkey grew up having the butlers do certain things for him that most people will do themselves, like bathing

Illumi usually has one of the butlers bathe him and wash his hair so he doesn't really know how to do it himself

Not that there's much of special secret formula to washing yourself, but Illumi doesn't understand this, so the first few times you'll have to help him and teach him how

Even if you teach how he'll still need your help from time to time with washing his hair though

Illumi is neurodivergent and I won't be told otherwise

but seriously hear me out

Illumi doesn't like when people touch him at all unless he really knows and trusts them, so it's a pretty high honor

This man will literally dig a hole for himself and climb in it just so nobody will mess with him

My boy really cut himself off from civilization altogether

If you ask him about his pins/nen ability, he will start info dumping everything about it

Illumi stims, mostly when he's nervous or angry

His form of stimming is usually through his hands/fingers

Touching his fingertips together, twirling his finger, picking or fidgeting at things, mostly his clothing or hair, intertwining his fingers, holding his own hands together, bending the joints of his fingers, etc.

Illumi actually has scars all over his body from his "training" you just can't see them too well because of his pale skin and the fact that the scars are pretty old now

It would be easier to run your hands over his body and just feel the scars cause they're that hard to see sometimes

Ask for Illumi's permission first though, he can get pretty sensitive about it

The scars themselves are these smooth, barely raised bumps with a slightly pink-ish hue to each scar, but again, still a rarely noticeable difference in color to the rest of his skin

He also has these tiny cuts on his hands from using his pins so much, kind of like a tailor, you know, someone who sews

I also saw someone say once that Illumi has freckles on his face but he uses makeup to cover them up and I haven't stopped thinking about it

#i love him so much #i wanna give him a hug #i wanna give him the world #soft illumi agenda #illumi x reader #hunter x hunter x reader #hxh x reader #hunter x hunter #illumi x male reader #is this list of headcannons long? i feel like it's long #there's definitely gonna be a part 2

[idcbabyialreadylostmymind]

Trust pt.2

Pairing- Sully family x darkfey!reader

Summary- The Sullys meet a special girl.

Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4

Warnings- death, talking of death, guns/knifes

A/N- finally updating this shit but i really like this so i hope you do too and a little update I have a almost finished Tarsem fic and rebellion is still in the midst of coming up with ideas for but after I finish those two I'll start in pt.3 for this one

-6 years earlier- (You would be 10)

Soaring through the sky you laugh as yayo (bird) follows you chirping out a joke you stop. "What do you mean I look like a more advanced Ikran? They don't even have feathers and my horns are way better." You say to the bird and it only chirps back. "Ugh whatever." You roll your eyes before another yayo flies closer nudging your left wing. "Huh?" You say turning to the blue and yellow bird. He began chirping at an unbelievable pace but you made it out. Demons, in forest, danger, machines. Your eyes glowed as your wings went higher.

"I will get them out of here, go home to your families. Any other creatures you see tell them to hide and do not come out until the signal." You instruct the birds around you, chirping in unison they each go North, South, East, and West. You breathe in tightly as you flap your wings into the direction of the sky demons.

Stopping on a tree and hopping branch to branch closer to where the demons set base. "So you think you will find that fairy thing?" A bald demon asked a demon who was older who looked like he was in charge of something . "Trust me Kent if that abomination is still out there will get it." The older demon said. The one called Kent only said "hoorah." Pumping his fist in the air.

Then you heard a crunch from behind another tree and it seemed that they heard it the way they grabbed their weapons. Your grip on the tree branch tightened. And then a small boy, he looked around your age just…..shorter. The two dropped their guns. "Jesus kid, where's your mom and dad?" Kent said and the kid just shrugged his shoulders. "They are probably in the lab, we set up a perimeter so you can play out there and let the adults talk here." The older one said to the boy and he shrugged yet again walking into the woods.

You followed the boy. He walked far and fast, he even walked past the perimeter until he got to the lake. It was your favorite part of the forest, so quiet, so peaceful. He sat at the edge of the water rock in hand and then a kenten (fan lizard) stopped across the water to get something to drink. It was an adorable sight until the boy yelled throwing the rock at the lizard. Your eyebrows furrow as you swoop down, making the boy tumble back. Picking the hurt lizard up who whimpered in pain. Glaring at the boy you brought your hand up to its tail, hovering over it green magick came from your palm easing the pain and healing the injury.

Soon the lizard stood up, hissing at the boy and chirping at you before jumping down and running into the forest covered floor. "Why'd you do that!" You exclaim and the shocked boy blinks, running his hands on his pants as he gets up and is kind of eye to eye with you. "W…what?" He asked and you were dumbfounded, what? What! He just hurt a harmless animal and he is asking what. "You hurt an innocent creature, what do you mean what?" You ask and he looks down in shame. "I'm sorry." He said and you scoffed. "I am not the one who you should've apologized for, now go tell the other demons to leave my home."

"I…I can't they won't listen to me I got on this planet just this morning." The boy said and you tilted your head. "My mom and dad are scientists and they are researching stuff to bring back to earth my home." The boy said. You understand now he doesn't wish to be here but they see him as just a child so they won't listen to him. And then you sat with him over time, first you just watched him, he had brown with hints of golden blonde hair, his button nose had a few freckles on it, his bushy eyebrows fit just perfect in his forehead, and his teeth were a little bit to big for his mouth. He was so ugly you found him kind of cute.

And then he told you his name Jamie, then he told you stories of earth and he grabbed your hand suddenly and you winced as a strange burning sensation shot through your hand.

Pulling away and grabbing your hand rubbing it. "What is wrong?" He asked, concerned. "Your ring whatever it's made of." You say he looks at the ring in his pinky, taking it off he threw it into the forest. You stood there shocked he was willing to throw a ring of his own out into the world just so he wouldn't hurt you. Grabbing your hand he goes over the dark mark that now went over your skin.

Over the next five years you and Jamie grew closer, you would meet at the lake and talk about anything and everything, and when he kissed you everything around you would light up around you, your smile never faltered, you never cried of loneliness anymore, you were happy. You showed him parts and places of you that no one had seen before you thought you were special.

-At the base camp-

Jamie sat with the other boys and men that have been living at the base camp for the last five years looking for well, you. Jamie never had the urge to turn you in. Lately he sees every boy he grew up with get higher ranks or titles and he refuses to be the laughing stock. "If you find this beast cut its wings off you will be named lead commander of the next missions and so forth. I don't care if it's dead or alive, get me those wings" A man said over the intercom and his ears perked, Lead Commander.

Jamie packed a bottle of scotch and some crushed up sleeping pills he stole from his parents and then he grabbed a knife.

Creeping to the lake he saw you sitting there, over the years your beauty skyrocketed, your eyes glowed hypnotizing anyone who dared seeking your beauty, you lips now plum and full, your hair soft and shiny, and your wings were glorious so big could knock a swarm of grown men down with just one flap. You turn your head to his eyes, lighting up instantly. He smiles. Taking the scotch out he hands you it.

"What is it?" You ask and he chuckles. "Scotch." He says as you open the bottle with a loud 'pop' from the cap. Turning his back to you he pours the bag of crushed pills in your cup. He turns back around and pours the liquor straight into your cups, swishing it around and hands it to you. He watches as you chug it. With a disgusted face as you pull the cup from your lips. "That….That is gross." You say and he laughs filling your cup with more and only putting a shot in his cup. "You don't drink it for the taste, it's the after effects you want." He says taking his shot.

You nod as you take yours to the head.

-A few hours later-

Your head feels fuzzy as you lie against Jamie's chest as he hums a sky person tune. "I love you Jamie." You say and his voice stops and he breathes in. " I love you to Y/N." He says stroking your head as your heavy eyes begin to close, falling off into a sleepy abyss.

Jamie waited another thirty minutes to ensure that you were asleep, guilt and his own selfish needs clawed at his brain but selfishness always overruns guilt. He shifted you to lie on your stomach, he gripped the knife he pulled from his satchel and he looked at your wings.

Your eyes opened as the bright sky made you squint, getting up to wake Jamie, you realize he wasn't there anymore, he left. Your hand felt a piece of paper, it was obvious he wrote it in a rush, but there was blood on it. Concern filled you. 'I'm Sorry' the paper stated and you were confused as you got up and began to stretch your wings, until a painful sting shot through where your wings were supposed to be. Screeching in pain you look back and all there was was your dress ripped and your wings gone. Screaming as you try to fill your wings.

Jamie did this. Anger consumes you as your breathing got heavier and your tears got slower and you screamed, a gust of green and black air erupted from your body making the sky darken and the earth around you deepend as if just as pained as you. Your eyes shoot to a helicopter with your wings but it is too far away now.

Your gaze darkened as you stood up and walked towards the base camp. And with every step you took the life around you died, the creatures looked afraid as the flowers crumbled and the trees once high and mighty branches dipped. Your tears dried, replaced with the stoic expression that sent shivers down everything you gazed upon.

The demons pointed guns at you, and to no one's surprise Jamie at the front. You raised one hand and all the guns flew to the side and they clawed at their throats struggling to breathe. "Is something wrong J?" You ask with a menacing smile appearing on your lips. "Can't breathe?" You innocently asked as you clenched your fist tighter, and their pale faces soon turned shades of red and purple.

"Y/N….Please.." Jamie choked out. "I like when you beg." You tilt your chin upward. "Do it again." You say.

You wanted to humiliate, shame, utterly embarrass him. He took a part of you, parts of you that you will never get back. You wanted him to pay.

He looks down as he gets on his knees. You had a strong look on your face, you wanted his ego shattered and his dignity gone when you were done with him.

"Please, Y/N let us go, we didn't do anything." And just like that the fire exploded. "Didn't do anything!" You say choking all of the harder. "You took the most important parts of me, my dignity, you put me to shame, now beg." You say he begins to cry and you only feel disgust for this boy now. "Please Y/N I beg you, I beg for forgiveness, for my life." You sneer at the way he looked at your feet like a little girl.

"No."

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-Now-

Your eyes opened as the bright sun hit your eyes. Rubbing the last bit of sleep in your eyes, scratching your left horn, you pull yourself out of bed. And then you feel this ache in your back, where your right wing would be. You called it phantom wings. It happens sometimes, especially when it inches closer and closer to the anniversary of the loss of your wings. Walking into the family area of the kelku (home) everyone but Lo'ak and you sat around.

"Look who's up Lo'ak is the only one still asleep." Jake said as if keeping a tally in his head, he looked stressed. You could feel the stressed out energy radiating off of him and Neytiri. You sit down in your regular spot between Lo'ak and Tuk. And then a familiar chirping came from the open window. Turning around you see the four familiar yayo, Vìrtì who told you about the sky demons, Ivä who called you an advanced ikran, Tsìo and Wisèy. They are pretty quiet but just as fun to be around.

Crawling to the window allows them to jump on your arms and bring them inside. "Mooooom look Y/N has yayos." Tuk said, tugging at her moms arm. She looks at you talking to the birds. "Yes it has been a while since we last hung out. I apologize." You say and then Ivä chirps something and your smile falls, "I know it is around that time let us talk of something else." You say shutting down their many, many chirps of protest. "Oh this is Vìrtì, Ivä, Tsìo, and Wisèy. They were like my family before you guys came along." You introduced the birds to the family and Tuk was the most excited and the rest were quite confused.

Birds? As a Family?

And then finally Lo'ak stumbled into the room sitting down next to Neteyam and Kiri. "Okay since all of you are here we need to share something with you all." Still talking with the birds you didn't catch what he said. "Y/N you too." He said and you turned your attention to him. "So as you know the sky people are back and they took Spider." He said you can see how physically and emotionally saddened Kiri was. "There is nothing we can do but to keep our family safe we have to flee." You look toward the floor and you would be alone again. All kinds of protests went through the room but Neytiri shut them down.

Neytiri looked at you and touched your back making you jolt up. The same pain from earlier came back. "Y/N are you okay." Looking at her and a smile comes on your lips. "I am fine but I do need to do something so can I?" You ask and she looks at Jake just confused. "Um here?" He asks and you feel like you don't need to lie. "No just a little deep into the forest." You say your goodbyes to the four birds as they fly home. "We will come with you." Neytiri said and you only shook your head looking into the forest.

As Jake went over there plan you tried to ignore the phantom wing, it was like an itch you can't scratch, a memory you couldn't place, it was a nearly unbearable pain.

Now you walk through the forest Neytiri and Jake behind you.

You were a few feet ahead of them stopping every now and then to talk to little creatures and heal broken plants. "Where do you think she's going?" Jake asked Neytiri, truth be told she hadn't the slightest clue but over the past week she had been more worried. The way at night you wince and hide your cries of pain and the way you jolted when someone touched your back.

And then they stopped into what seemed like a battlefield but you know there was no battle one wouldn't even call it a fight.

You step onto the chard ground. "I don't ever remember a battle being here." Neytiri said. "Because you didn't." You say crouching touching a crushed skeleton. "So you know what happened here." Jake said. "I happened here." You say shamelessly. Neytiri was confused. "He, Jamie, he used my vulnerability and innocence so he could get something he wanted. I showed him, let him use parts of me that I never let anything or anyone see or touch." You say crushing his dried skull with little effort. "He took my wings and I took his life." You say standing up walking around all of the rubble.

Neytiri looked at you with sympathy. She understands why you did it, but why did you still come here.

"Why do you still come here?" Jake asked as if he heard his mates thoughts. "To remind myself." You say. "Remind yourself of what." Jake asked. "Why I'm so angry." You say and then you wince as the pain comes back, but it seems being closer to this place makes it hurt more.

Neytiri sees your pain and she prays to Eywa she could take your pain and make it hers. Rubbing your back the pain eased. "Come let us get ready to leave." You look at her confused. "You did not expect us to leave you here, hm?" She asks and you smile as you shake your head side to side. Jake looked at the bodies that seemed to be drug down into the earth, sharp thorns stuck through the bones. All of the machines and homes burned and blew up. And you did it, he wondered what you could do with your wings.

Maybe he'd find out.

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@tejas-kris

#avatar 2 #avatar 2022 #avatar #avatar 2009 #avatar way of water #avatar x reader #avatar x reader fluff #avatar x y/n #avatar x you #avatar shit #avatar angst #sully family #sully family x reader

[lanaxoxoxoxoxox]

HMMM I SAW THOSE DIALOGUE PROMPTS so i'm gonna give u one before i go to bed!

“why can’t i get you out of my head?” with ranboo?? :0

xoxo love u lana take care bb /p <3

i- this is perfect. literally perfect.

i know this fic is long BUT TRUST ME ON THIS ONE !!

"why can't i get you out of my head?"

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

ranboo x gn!reader

warnings: brainrotting fluff that will make you want to cry /pos,

definition: everytime you have tried to tell ranboo you admire them by giving hints

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: .☽ . :☆ﾟ. ───

y/n's pov

where it started !

"Hey Will?" I spoke up into the mic.

Wilbur's voice came through my headphones. "Yes?" he said, taking a sip of his water.

I paused. "I think I'm going to tell Ran I like them."

Since Wilbur's webcam on, I could see him spit out his drink in surprise.

"You- what?! Really?" I nodded, laughing at his response. "That's amazing, Y/n. How are you going to do it?" he asked.

I explained to Will how I was going to slowly compliment him and just make it obvious bit by bit until Ran finally said something.

"That's actually.... really smart." he laughed.

"I know, right?!"

brighton beach !

It was 11:38 pm at night, and my eyes were slowly starting to close. Will had invited the other Sorry Boys and I to come see the Lovejoy gig in Brighton. The show was incredible overall, but the thing that was running through my mind is how I was going to first start the confession mission, as Will and I called it.

All of us were walking down a dark alleyway that was barely lit. Street lights flickering every other minute, and closed shop signs hung on the doors. We finally got to the pier, and walked down to the beach.

Coming down to the beach in Brighton was always a treat, even during the day and it's super busy, or if there's not really "sand", and the beach is just slippery rocks. At night it was especially great, because no one was there except for the occasional teenagers. Everyone else stared at the soft waves crashing against the shore, with the stars glimmering behind it. "What was I looking at?" you might ask. I was looking at the glimmering thing next to me, Ran.

They were looking at the view in front of them, their gray eyes glimmering from the reflection of the stars above. Their hair was fluffy and had streaks of caramel brown from the early morning sun.

I kept looking at them, admiring their features rather than the once in a lifetime view in front of me.

Ran finally turned their head and saw me looking at them, instantly making eye contact with me for a few seconds. He looked back to the waves and fixed their hair.

"Are you going to stare at me or the view of the waves?" he teased, looking back at me once more.

I stared at him for a few seconds, before tilting my head slightly to the right, observing his freckles that painted his cheeks and nose. "Hmm... I think you're much more admirable." I said, confidently.

I looked at them and could see blush tinting their cheeks. I looked over to Wilbur on my left and nodded to him. I mouthed, "Mission accomplished." Wilbur smiled.

on stream !

"Hey chat! It's your favorite human, Y/n here. Today, I'm joined by Ranboo in my lovely kitchen!" I said, smiling into the webcam.

Chat went 100 miles per hour seeing Ranboo and I in the same room. Chat filled up with "y/nboo" and "my favorite streamers!!" or whatever chants they could come up with.

"Chat's really loving this duo, huh?" I smirked. I looked over to Ran. "Might as well have to deliver this duo more, shall we boo?"

I may or may not have especially chosen that nickname on purpose, since it would not only just make them a little flustered, but more flustered since we were streaming.

I kept staring at Ran. They looked at me with surprise in their eyes, but also a scolding look at the same moment. I looked over at chat to see their responses.

user444: WAIT WHAT

user555: DID YOU GUYS HEAR THAT???

user10: "BOO"??? WHAATTTTTT [shock]

y/n4life: ahhh my fave duo!!!!

I innocently continued on with the stream, acting like nothing happened. And I swear, I made him blush again. 2 missions accomplished.

on the train !

Ranboo, Tommy, Wilbur, Niki, Jack and I were all on the train on the way to London to record a new vlog. Tommy and Wilbur were on their phones playing some random game, and Niki and Jack were talking about the vlog and stream ideas. Ranboo and I were just sitting next to eachother peacefully, sharing earbuds and listening to music playlists. It's been a couple weeks since the kitchen stream, and I had honestly forgotten entirely about it. I yawned, feeling my eyes slowly close and my head lean against the shaking train window.

Ranboo spoke up next to me. "Y/n, love." Wilbur and Tommy peeked up from their phones and exchanged looks with each other at Ranboo's words. "Your head is going to hurt a fucking lot if you lean against the window."

"There's literally nowhere else to sleep. What the hell am I supposed to do?" I said.

Ranboo faked coughed into his elbow and looked at the other side of the train. He then looked at me giving approval.

I laid my head down on his chest and curled my legs on the chair as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders. I blushed, hiding my face in his hoodie. Ran then placed his head on the seat, leaning his neck back, somehow being comfortable.

Tommy whispered to the others, thinking we couldn't hear him as we snuggled. "Deffo flerting." he said, getting the others to giggle. I saw Jack and Wilbur take a picture from their phones through the corner of my eye.

"You realize we can hear you, right?" Ranboo spoke up.

confessions !

I was walking down the shore with Ran at night, as he had asked me to come meet him there. I wasn't sure what he wanted, and I was utterly confused.

"Um, Y-y/n? Can we stop here for a second? There's something I need to tell you." Ranboo said, looking up at me with dilated eyes.

I nodded. "Yeah, is everything alright?" I said, taking his hand in mine.

He looked down at our hands and I could see the tip of his ears blush for a few split moments. He took a deep breath.

"I'm in love with you, y/n l/n. I've noticed your little compliments and flirts here and there, from the beach, the stream, on the train. Everywhere. And I can't help but fucking adore it. I've always fucking thought why you can never get out of my head. I truly love you, and if you don't love me back, that's fine. But I can only live with you knowing, no matter what your answer is."

I stared at his eyes. I'm 99% sure someone on TikTok said that a persons eyes dilate when they're in love, and just by telling and looking from his eyes, it seemed true. I looked quickly at his parted lips.

"Yes, I fucking love you too, idiot. I'm the one who flirted with you first!" I spoke back.

Ranboo tilted my head with his fingers, and looked down at my lips and back to my eyes. "May I kiss you?"

"Mhm." I said.

I felt him close the space between us, and I swear, my legs could have gone flat. He wrapped his arm around my waist, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. I pulled away, and I smiled, leaning my forehead against his.

Let's just say we left a trail of memories on the way.

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[goldenboygate]

Lando has been in love with Carlos for years. It’s centuries and bloodshed kind of love. It didn’t even stay as a crush, it was all encompassing and frightening from the moment they first shook hands, from the moment Carlos smiled at him and laughed at his awkwardness and brushed some lint off of his shoulder

Lando has always known that he was gay. He always had these little crushes. There was Mark in grammar school, then as a young teen he was obsessed with Alex - even before they met and started racing side by side. His crush on Alex dissipated quickly after that, to be replaced with a deep friendship.

When Lando got to F2 there was always this nagging voice in his head. “Don’t let them know” it echoed repeatedly. He’s never heard of a gay F1 driver, at least not one who was out while they were still racing. And he wasn’t brave enough to be the first one so he decided to just lock it all away. Try and be like all the other guys with their talks about pretty girls and going on dates and having girlfriends.

It feels heavy on his heart though, trying to be different than he is, trying to be the same as everyone else. There's no one to talk to, no one that knows how he feels. He can't trust anyone. Not until he meets Carlos.

Carlos who embraces him like he is, who ruffles his curls and then tugs him under his arm and cuddles him close. Carlos who would run a mile if he knew how Lando really feels.

So he keeps it close to his heart, that is so heavy with secrets already. He enjoys every single second he gets to be with Carlos, and tugs it away in the back of his head in a file marked as "memories for a rainy day".

He makes sure never to cross any boundaries, although Carlos seems to cross them all the time.

He tries his best not to seem to sad on the odd days they go out and Carlos' gf is with them, and he tries his hardest not to cry on the nights they go clubbing and Carlos, on one of his many breaks from Isa, picks up another long-legged blonde beauty.

Lando doesn't own him. Carlos doesn't even know that Lando goes to sleep in a hoodie Carlos once forgot over at his place. A hoodie that has not seen the inside of a washing machine since then cause, apparently, Lando can't fall asleep without Carlos' scent in his arms.

It all comes to a head one night after an especially difficult race for both of them where they get drunk afterwards, trying to drown their sorrows.

They barely manage to reach Lando's room before they fall through the door, giggling on the floor. Carlos manages to stadn up, one hand on the wall, and then reaches and pulls Lando with him.

They're so close, Lando can count each freckle on Carlos' nose, he can see the glimmer of gold in his pupils, and he drags his fingernails up and down Carlos' arms, feeling his skin break out in goosebumps.

Carlos' Adam's apple bobs as he swallows, and Lando wants to lick at it. Wants to bite at the pulse point and drag his teeth up to his jaw. Carlos backs them through the hallway, and suddenly the back of Lando's knees hit the bed.

He knows what he wants, is conscious enough to understand it and drunk enough so that his inhibitions are a bit looser. There's only one question he needs to ask, and one answer he needs to hear. Carlos is the first one to speak.

"You know I would do anything for you, right? Whatever it is that you want. Always."

It takes Lando's breath away, the certainty which these words are spoken. Like a promise etched into the space between them.

It's now or never, and Lando grabs onto the strength and probable delusion the alcohol has given him and asks. No, tells.

"I want you to kiss me."

It's a whisper, a longing spoken through years of denying deep desires. But Carlos takes it and he obeys.

Carlos' lips taste intoxicating, expensive. His hair feels soft as Lando slides a hand into it, grabbing onto the locks that Carlos has been growing out since his latest breakup with Isa. She never liked his hair long. Lando does. They chase each other through time and space until nothing can be heard but their shared moans.

It doesn't go further. They're both drunk and Lando is inexperienced.

But they do fall asleep together, entwined in each other's arms. It feels like a dream.

And maybe it was.

Lando wakes up alone.

No note, nothing.

He still feels Carlos' lips ghosting over his as he packs his things to leave. There's not another race for a couple of weeks and no real reason to do anything except go home.

Carlos doesn't call.

Lando doesn't either.

He goes on his Instagram though. Needs to know where he is, and what he's doing.

He seems to be enjoying himself, staying with friends in Portugal. There's no sadness in his demeanour; he seems at peace. Lando thinks he sees a glimpse of Isa for a moment.

It's difficult meeting him again, knowing that what they shared didn't mean the same to both of them. Knowing that Lando put his heart and soul into asking, begging for a taste and was then thrown to the side.

It's even more difficult seeing the fan videos of him coming out of clubs with yet another long-legged blonde.

It seems that Lando never mattered. All he ever got was pity.

But then there's a look shared between them. Something so ordinary that no one would bat an eye if he would see it, yet Lando knows. It's not pity. It's not an "I'm sorry."

It's "please wait for me."

But Lando isn't sure. Isn't sure if he can put his heart out there again, isn't sure if Carlos deserves it again when he has already dropped it once before.

So he tests the waters. He joins him on the driver's truck, standing slightly to the side while Carlos, George and Fernando talk. And without hesitation edges closer to him, little by little, until their arms are touching. It feels nice, but what happens next makes Lando freeze. It makes him simultaneously want to relive their night together and throw himself off the truck.

Carlos entwines their pinkies together. In front of everyone. Their friends, rivals, fans and the cameras.

It makes Lando's heart race, his breath falter. It's too much yet not enough. It's the same feeling as when they kissed, yet it's done with such tenderness that all of Lando's anxieties melt away.

It's a sign.

It's the sign.

And Lando knows that "wait for me" has finally tuned into "I'm ready"

#carlando #carlando ficlet

[tunastime]

hiii tuna :3c how about your number 2 song for the drabbles?

hiiiiii ghost :3c here's 2! I really liked this song earlier in the year and its always reminded me of ranchers, and I'd be lying if I had flubbed a song to be number two because I listened to this song way too much. hehe anywayy ranchers <3 forgive my mobile formatting also!

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"There oughta be a name for people like us," Jimmy says, slim fingers tracing out the bones in Tango's wrist.

"There is," Tango says. "Doomed."

Jimmy laughs—he can't help it. Tango snorts. He sets his hand on his abdomen, drumming against it.

"You're laughing at me."

Jimmy squeezes his wrist. His freckled skin is so much warmer than Jimmy's, especially in the cool, damp night. He briefly wonders if the temperature difference bothers Tango. But he makes no move away from him. He looks over at him as he winds his fingers around it, trying to catch the flicker of his pupiless eyes in the light of lanterns and the moon. Tango's hands are rough with use, but not as rough as they could be. He's not wearing his gloves today. Maybe he trusts himself not to scald his soulmate.

"Not at you," Jimmy says. "That would be so mean!"

Tango hums, unconvinced. His eyebrows raise and he finally tips his head to look at Jimmy. It's a nice face, Jimmy thinks. Well—it's a normal face, and there are nice things about it, like his smile, and the way his freckles show when he's embarrassed or excited, and the twitch of his ears when something's upset him. It's just a nice face and a very kind personality, despite what people said about being volatile and flighty and nervous and bitter. Tango was all of those things, but Jimmy was, too. Did they forget so soon that he could hold matches too?

"What, then?" Tango asks, snapping him to attention. Right. Enough about Tango. Well. Everything about Tango. He was going to kick himself later, wasn't he? Because this was all right place wrong time, and he'd never really get to know Tango like he wanted, beyond this. He runs the pad of his thumb over the raised bone in Tango's wrist and threads their fingers together. Tango shimmies his fingers to get comfortable.

"I thought it was funny when you said doomed," Jimmy eventually says, finally swallowing down the rush of want that bubbled up in his throat. Could it be so bad to want this? To want to sleep in the grass next to the warm shape Tango made? But Tango was being nice. Jimmy forgets when he laid down. Tango was out here first, staring at the sky.

"Normally, people call me names," Jimmy finishes, laughs, scrunching up his face. Tango snorts and laughs and squeezes Jimmy's hand. Oh, that's nice. "But I guess you're right, though, with doomed. I was thinking something else, but that's good."

Tango's wheezy laugh peters out as he sighs, shaking his head in the grass.

"What were you thinking?"

"Mm..." Jimmy sighs through his nose. "I'm like a dead man walking. Always felt like it."

Tango huffs. Jimmy glances over to see him shut his eyes.

"Yeah. Yeah, me too."

There's a beat of silence as they lie together, looking up at the sky. Jimmy tries to map the patterns of the stars to any known shape, fails, and huffs. Tango squeezes his hand.

"You wanna get inside?" He says. "You look cold."

Jimmy nods.

"Are you comin'?" He asks. Tango blinks, shrugging his shoulders.

"Oh..." he says. "Sure. I'll come with you."

Jimmy hauls himself up, brushing dirt from the back of his thighs and ruffling his hair. Tango stands after a beat, tail swishing behind him. He reaches out, picking a stray leaf off Jimmy's shoulder, grinning toothily at him. Jimmy meets that smile with one lopsided and wide and he can't shake the feeling of something being right. Jimmy holds out his hand for him and Tango takes it, knocking into him as they press together against the cold.

They walk inside. Tango doesn't let go of his hand.

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