#cant believe i watched this happen with my own two eyes

[heyjwi]

testing. . . | pjs

synopsis: the plan was to make cookies before your boyfriends bestfriends came over, so why are you getting fucked on the counter instead?

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dom!jisung x fem reader

warnings : smut, kind of caught, rough kitchen sex, marking, three-ish rounds, squirting

it wasn’t long before jisungs friends would start arriving, all you had done so far was decide which cookies to make. jisung wasn’t much help since he had been complaining all afternoon about how horny he was.

you two had just moved in together and he believed that you needed to test which place was best to have sex in your apartment. you on the other hand, disagreed, saying he should be more worried about introducing you to his friends.

jisung wasn’t going to give up though.

he sneaked behind you as you dropped your phone on the counter, placing his hands on each side of you trapping you in his arms.

“babe move, your friends are coming soon.”

you said, really wanting to leave a good impression on them. jisung shook his head and just placed kisses on your exposed neck. his hands slowly moving to the waist band of your shorts. you couldn’t help but let quiet moans fall from your lips, he always knew how to get his way with you.

he smirked, moving one of his hands to your neck while the other slid underneath your ass. with a swift motion, he lifted you onto the countertop, pressing his hips into you, grinding in between your legs eagerly.

before you knew it, both of your pants were off. jisung lining himself up in front of you with a cheeky smile on his face. as he slid in and out of your wet pussy, he gripped your legs tightly, pulling them up higher on the counter. he groaned in pleasure as you matched his thrusts, your walls squeezing him tightly.

your mouth dropped open as obscene moans left your lips. he watched your face contort in ecstasy, moaning softly as he continued to slam his cock inside you.

“this might be my favourite spot..”

he whispered into your ear, biting it after. your back arched over the counter, feeling yourself squirt on him. his eyes widened when it happened, feeling his own orgasm building quickly.

“holy shit-”

he moaned out, shooting hot ropes of his cum inside of you, your moans growing louder than before, he started panting heavily as he came down from his high. he looked down at you with wide eyes, still breathing hard after coming so much.

"fuck, you have to do that again baby.."

he whispered quietly, sliding his still hard and leaking member out of your hole before slamming it back in again harshly, making your body rock upwards. you moaned his name repeatedly, enjoying how good he felt inside you.

he leaned over you, giving you the chance to bite his neck as he pounded away, unable to hold back his own pleasure.

"you’re so perfect. made just for me" he groaned, his balls slapping against your clit with each thrust. "jisung i think-." you groaned loudly as you squirted a second time, this time getting it on his face.

he felt your juices hit his face, but didn't slow down as he slammed deep inside you one last time, filling you up with his seed once more. your moans became raspier, as your voice began giving out.

"i cant get enough of you" he panted, leaning over your chest as he caught his breath. he chuckled deeply, looking down at you as he began to slowly thrust in and out of your quivering hole, driving you wild with pleasure. "there we go baby. that’s it." he whispered, his fingers tracing little circles on your covered tits as he continued to fuck you deeply. you couldn’t help but scream his name, biting his neck again, leaving dark marks all over, your nails scratching at his chest.

in the midst of it all, your doorbell started ringing. his eyes widened slightly when he heard the doorbell ring, though he still pounded away at you relentlessly. "oh? they must be here already?" he teased, moving a little faster so you could both cum.

you grabbed his shoulders and pulled him closer, moaning into his ear. “pull out ji.. fuck..” he nodded, his pace gradually decelerating until he finally pulled out of you. he quickly put on his sweats and signalled you to go upstairs.

he ran to the door after you made your way up, accidentally swinging it open all the way. his friends all stared at him with unexplainable looks on their faces before bursting out laughing.

1. he forgot to put on a shirt.. 2.his neck was covered with little red marks and 3, his hair was a mess. all of his friends knew exactly what was going on. even worse, they heard you screaming his name.

out of embarrassment, jisung slammed the door on them, stuttering out a small yell,

“c-come back next week!”

© heyjwi

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[sixosix]

heyooo!! can I request Izuku when his fingers accidentally brush against the readers??? And they grab his hand and he gets all flustered <333 sorry I just can’t get this scenario out of my head!! He’s so silly!! /pos

a/n omf i cant believe my izuku readers r still alive… i havent caught up in the manga since forever so if theres anything wrong, thats why LOL i missed izuku so much T__T, wc 1k

Izuku is guarding a terrible, terrible secret. One that he wouldn’t even admit if his classmates roped him into an intense game of Truth or Dare, unless drunk, probably. Which will never happen.

Class 1-A Dorms roars with laughter. Izuku swears he can feel the building shaking as the students occupying the vast space of the living room burst into another fit of cackles. The other building could probably hear it, and they’d get a noise complaint the next morning, from 1-B, no less.

They’re watching a movie. Comedy, perhaps; Izuku wasn’t paying much attention when they were picking, but he could pick up the clues of what the characters on screen are saying, his classmates jostling his shoulders as they giggle, and, of course, the same mp3 laugh track that plays for the rest of the film.

Izuku is tucked into the far corner of the couch, squished between Todoroki and Uraraka. Uraraka laughs with her whole body, her head thrown back as she claps in delight. Todoroki laughs once, a huff of amusement, just a curl of his lips.

And on the floor, nestled between where Izuku dutifully keeps his knees spread so as to not hurt, sits you—the whole reason why Izuku is struggling to focus on the movie in the first place.

He’s eternally grateful that keeping the lights dim while watching films is a thing, or else everyone would’ve long noticed his burning face. He looks like a strawberry, and feels like a strawberry left under the sun. Todoroki had cast him a glance, vague amusement playing on his stoic face. Izuku wanted to dig a hole and bury himself in there forever.

“Sorry, Izuku,” you say, loud enough to be heard over the film but quiet enough that it’s only shared between the two of you. He wills his legs not to jump up in surprise. “Can I just lay for a bit? I’m getting kinda sleepy.”

“No problem,” Izuku says after a beat, managing to not fuck up and stammer embarrassingly in front of you. Or should it be behind you?

You tilt your head upward, meeting his eyes. “Thank you.”

“Y-Yes. I mean, you’re welcome.” Dammit.

Izuku breathes a sigh of relief when your attention is promptly stolen by the laugh track, and Kaminari yelps a cackle.

He catches something from the corner of his eye, paling at the sight of a terrifying expression on Uraraka’s face. If devils had round eyes and rounder cheeks, smiling in a way that fits their nature, it would be a picture of evilness Uraraka is portraying at this moment.

He squints inquisitively at her.

Uraraka grins. “Your hand,” she whispers, then does something he can’t quite figure out.

Confused, Izuku shows her his hand, scars and all.

Uraraka looks unimpressed, and Izuku wilts. He can’t hear her properly, with the movie picking up pace and sound effects. Uraraka makes a grand demonstration of splaying her hand and resting it on the crown of her hair, then gestures wildly at your head. 

As soon as understanding dawns on Izuku, his face feels drained of blood, horrified. “No,” he mouths desperately. “No.” Again, for good measure.

“Yes,” she mouths back, taking matters into her own hands by quite literally taking his hand and moving to place it on your head. But he panics and jostles your hands resting on his lap instead.

Izuku pales. The characters in the movie shriek. “Sorry,” he squeaks out, then glares at Uraraka, who’s holding in her laughter.

He heaves a heavy breath when you cast him a curious glance.

“You—Sorry, I, my hand—No, I mean, I didn’t mean to do that,” he blurts uselessly, waving his arms around in a desperate attempt to hide his face, which is surely the same shade as anything red.

What the hell, his brain hisses. Izuku, you idiot, you’ve done it now.

He watches with bated breath as you take his hand instead of laughing at his face. He watches as you lace your fingers with his instead of seeing your face scrunch up in disgust. His heart flutters, threatening to fly off his chest and into the shared warmth of your hands.

Instead, he deflates like a red balloon, his mouth forming words that sound like nitpicking vowels from a series of keyboard smashes.

“I don’t mind,” you say. “Relax. I want you to hold me.”

It’s a little hard to relax when your words float around in his mind like a broken record.

Once the movie ends and the noise subsides, his classmates collectively keep their messes—namely, the thrown popcorn and spilled soda on the carpet—and return to their rooms. But Izuku can’t do that, not when he has a Y/N who is still resting against his lap.

He waves goodbye at Uraraka and Iida, the former making kissy faces and Iida solemnly sending him his prayers.

Izuku resigns himself to his fate, sighing softly. Well, despite everything, he likes the fact that you never once let go of his hand.

“I like your hands,” you say, as if answering his thoughts. Izuku jolts and can’t help it because he thought you were asleep.

“You… do?”

Izuku thinks his hands are ugly, scars running all the way to his shoulders like protruding veins. He hates seeing it.

“I do,” you say, squeezing it tenderly. “I’m glad it’s still together and working after all you’ve done to it. I like them.”

Izuku bites his bottom lip, harsh enough that it’s nearly drawing blood, lest he says something stupid like, ‘I like you’. He doesn’t, thankfully. Yet it’s there, on the tip of his tongue. If you asked him what’s on his mind, he would’ve said it.

But he guards his secret a little while longer and hopes that someday he’ll be able to share it with you.

“Thank you,” he murmurs, finding the courage to squeeze your hand. Much to his delight, you do it back and smile. He’s melting. “Can we, uhm, stay here for a bit?”

You laugh, rising from your position. Izuku nearly panics and holds you down because he doesn’t want to lose this moment just yet. But he finds himself stunned when you settle beside him and rest your head against his shoulder instead. “Sleep,” you say. “We’ll stay here for a bit.”

“O-Okay, yeah,” he whispers, reaching for your hand once more.

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[jeankirsteinsgirl]

The AOT Guys as Gym Rats

Summary: Headcannons about the boys if they were really into working out includes Jean, Eren, Armin, & Levi.

CW: Implied sexual content but not really NSFW, borderline.

Jean: Loves going to the gym with you, and begs you to go with him every time but it gets annoying because he goes constantly. Prefers to go in the afternoon to early evening so he still has time to eat dinner and cuddle with you at home afterward maybe even take a shower with you too. Such a baby about begging you to go with him says it's "boring for him to go alone". You usually end up giving in to his request becuase who could say no to those big puppy dog eyes. Jean likes to focus on his biceps and chest, loves bench pressing and you think it's so hot how he could bench press at least two of you. The fact that he's so strong makes him even hotter and you love watching him work out, most of the time you just go to watch. Staring at him as his eyes are squinted in concentration focused on the metal bar raising up and down over his head, his big strong fingers gripping the cool metal. His hands are hot, you've always had a thing for his hands, his thick calloused fingers, the way they hold you, how strong his natural grip was. The way his muscles contract below him and you can see just a glimpse of his body as his shirt rides up over his stomach making you bite your lip, but Jean doesn't notice he's too immersed in his workout. His gold chain adorns his collarbones, drawing just enough attention to his chest to turn you on as sweat drips down his forehead, strands of his brown hair sticking to his red face as he finally finishes his set. He finally notices you staring at him and blushes. "your turn babe you didn't really come here just to watch me did you?" he teases, playfully nudging you.

Eren: Likes when you come to the gym with him but doesn't mind going on his own either. Prefers when you come with him so he can show off to you and you roll your eyes every time. He's like a 12 year old boy flexing at the pool trying to impress the 17 year old life guard. But you couldn't lie to yourslef, you secretly liked when he tried to impress you, and you definitely didn't mind the view. You'd sit on the bench next to him minign your business, wokring out with your headphones on until you'd feel something poke you. You'd turn to see Eren quickly turn the other way, continuing his bicep curls as if nothing happened "What? I didn't do anything" he'd say while giggling like a child. But not that he had your attention he was going to take full advantage of it. He placed the weights he was curling dow to pick up heavier ones and said "Watch this" and you reluctantly obliged, slightly annoyed at him for interrupting your set. He curled the heavy wieghts upwards while staring at the ground intently, his eyebrows furrowed as he struggled just a little to lift the wieghts. Eren was very strong, but he was always pushing the limits to impress you. You couldn't take your eyes off of the way his bices flexed with each rep, how defined his muscles were, the soft glisten of sweat over his body making him look almost angelic "See something you like princess?" he winked at you with his cocky smile as you rolled your eyes "maybe I do" you responded as he put the weights back on the rack. "Oh yeah? Then let's go back home and I can show you how strong I really am"

Armin: Armin preferred goinig to the gym by himself as he enjoyed that sense of solitude and alone time, but he allowed you to come along with him from time to time. Everytime you would compliment him his face would turn a deeper shade of red "Wow Armin that's really heavy, cant believe you can lift all that." You'd say while btting your eyelashes up at him. "Ts really not that much babe a bunch of other guys lift way heavier I mean I'm working my way-" "Min" you cut him off "I love how strong you are" you said slightly squeezing his bicep "you're perfect for me" you said giving him a light kiss on the cheek causing his blush to grow deeper. "Th-that's really sweet thank you" he said as he went back to working out. He of course noticed your eyes were attached to him with every move he made, it made him a little nervous being watched this closely but you kept encouraging him and telling him how strong he was, boosting his confidence. You watched with every contraction of his muscles, the red tint on his face paired with a soft glisten of moisture looked almost the same as when you had sex and it totally turned you on. It also didn't help that every time he would do a pull up his shirt would come up just a little giving you the perfect view of his toned abs covered with his sweat. What you would do to have him right then and there. But no you let him finish his workout and as he was done you came up to him and trailed your nails softly along his back "I love your muscles armin, you wanna show me what they look like when you're on top of me" you asked with an innocent smile on your face. Armin didn't respond he just blushed and grabbed your hand as you walked out of the gym together.

Levi: Levi is very routine oriented and thinks of the gym as a very important part of his life. He's always gone to the gym a lot and does his workout split the same way every time. It annoys him when you watch him but he knows you can't help it. He catches you staring at him and asks "There nothing better you could be doing right now babe?" cocking an eyebrow at you and you'd just turn away pretending not to hear him, continuing with your workout. But his comment of course didn't deter you from stealing glances of his muscles flexing under his shirt, his hair drooping slightly into his face as he focuses on the exercise, he could ask you for a hairtie but he doesn't want to distract you from your workout. So he continues, his pale skin contrasting exquisitely with his firm muscles, every movement he made exentuating how strong he was. You loved the idea of how strong he was, how he could pick you up or hold you down any time he wanted to, that just made him so much hotter to you. He would grow increasingly annoyed with each time he caught your big eyes lingering on his body, but of course he secretly liked it. Levi always had the rule that when you worked out together you were to do your exercises and he was so to his, but maybe he was just looking for a reason to punish you later.

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[abbysbitch]

could you write abby as a power bottom and the reader as a service top? i would gratefully pass away because my need for her to suffocate me between her thighs is greater than my will to live

oh my god yes i 100% can😵‍💫😵‍💫

a/n: thank u anon, im so sorry this took so long to answer, and i also have no idea if i even wrote this right, i'm not too familiar with the power bottom x service top trope so😭😭 def not my best work..

cw: oral (a receiving), pet names, grinding, ass groping? thats ab it i believe

you, who just wanted to relax for the day after being out on patrol for the entirety of the past two days and abby who had made it apparent she had other plans when she came home from her own.

watching tv on the couch when you heard your front door open, and who else would it have been other than abby walking through into your shared house.

"hey abs, how was patrol?" you start, slowly walking up to her and embracing her in a warm hug. "shit." she sighs into your back, "wanted to just take a hammer and bash everyone's fucking faces in." "god babe, aggressive much?" you giggle back.

"i guess so" she shrugs, snaking her hands behind you and rubs your back, slowly going down to grab at your ass with both of her hands.

"abby!" you squeal and she gives your ass a slap, before looking back at you with a smirk. "what?" she questions like nothing happened, and she starts kissing your neck and biting at the skin of your earlobe and goes

"seein' you between my thighs would make me feel better though."

so that's how you ended up here, with abbys naked form underneath you, her breaths ragged and uneven as you trail back and forth up her body, kissing her everywhere you could. sliding your hands to her hips and squeezing hard enough to leave purple bruised marks.

"c'mere," she says as she pulls you up from your spot on her chest to press her lips against yours, your tongues dancing in sync with each other like they were meant to be. the kisses are so messy, the clashing of your teeth and spit mixing made you desperate with want, that want being her, and making her feel good.

"wannna ride your tongue, 's that okay baby?" she asks and without a beat you're nodding and already making your way back down her body, reaching her heat in no time. taking your hands and spreading her thighs apart, you delve into her cunt, taking everything she has for yourself. her moans and especially her touches as she grabs fistfuls of your hair, pulling you impossibly closer into her to grind into your mouth.

"sh-shit, atta girl, stick your tongue out f'me."

You do as your told, and she uses her hands that had previously took purchase in your hair to ride your tongue, your gaze meeting hers and at the eye contact you feel a rush of slick drip out from her cunt in which you immediately swallow mercilessly.

"harder, shit, fuck me with your tongue harder." she continues and you follow her lead, licking into her sopping hole and rubbing your nose just perfect against her clit, and she lets out the loudest moans you've ever heard come out of her.

she whines as you back away for a second to pull her clitoral hood up- exposing her sensitive puffy bud to your relentless nose. and you start rubbing back and forth all over again. shes grinding even harder up into you now, finally chasing her high and getting the right amount of friction she needed from you.

"shit, like this baby? does this feel good?" you go and she groans again, with a "yes, yes oh-fuck, 'm gonna cum soon-" and her words with her moans combined make you so needy that you start grinding against the duvet beneath you. you just can't help yourself, her moans are so pretty and making her feel good turns you on so much you cant take it anymore.

"fuck, are you getting yourself off from between- shit- between my legs?" she questions and you just mumble nonsense against her cunt in response, the vibrations going up and through her causing her to let out a strangled moan.

"yeah, that's it, get yourself off between my thighs, wanna cum with you baby."

Yeah, you could live between this womans thighs forever.

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[captainmera]

He looked into the galderstone. It’s blue shimmer allured him. Caleb stroked the surface of it. “I’d give anything to be alive and see her again.”

this line HURTS SO MUCH especially after all that has happened in ttocw RAAAAH /pos

Ok but seriously it so much fun to go back and read TGB (especially Caleb's arc) now that we've got to see so much of how you build his character nowadays

Man some lines just hit like an emotional train like These are not my hands.” He said, curling his fingers in. “This is my thumb. And my blood. But not my life. I wouldn’t rob Hunter of his life, I know what that’s like.” yeah that whole scene where Caleb was crying in hunters body got me rolling in tears /pos

All in all it was quite entertaining to watch goofball English-man argue with the children :)

I KNOW. 😭

Not me sitting over here all "how can I make this more tragic? :)" and then build Caleb up as someone who flip-flops between trying to live day-by-day and suicidal ideation, only to find hope and freedom and everything he ever wanted. And then the consequences of his deceits and lies catches up to him and he's murdered. And then he's a ghost who haunts his brother and lives inside the hearts of Grimwalkers made in his image ---

tgb spoilers beneath

SO I ASKED MYSELF, Y'KNOW??? HOW CAN I MAKE IT WORSE? oh, I KNOW!

What if he manages to manipulate his way to an unfinished grimwalker. And gets a new body. AYE????

THAT PLAN OF HIS, YEAH? GET A NEW BODY, AYE?? AND VENGEANCE???

AYE.

FOOD FOR THOUGHT, INNIT?

So he gets a body. Luz fights Belos, defeats him. That old bugger's still going and tries to run, aye?

But instead of killing him, y'know.. Because he's done a lot of harm and edited historical documents etc, his victims needs justice, aye?

And Caleb, who blames himself for being the trigger of events for leaving, for having raised Philip and subsequently turned his brother into this maniac, feels responsible.

Caleb, who wants retribution for being robbed of his life. but also justice for Evelyn and the realm he calls home, wanting to be put to justice for his own crimes as well as Philip's, which he views as an extension of his own.

He's in this half-finished grimwalker body. Open wounds and all, managed to stagger his way to the battleground, arrives post-defeat of Belos. And just as Belos is going to pull a last power-move, Caleb's there.

And manages to trick Belos into believing he's no longer bewitched, he's free. They can take down the realm together. Belos possess him.

with this spell I declare the pain to be shared.

and locks Belos into his galderstone heart forever.

That way, Philip got what he wanted - his brother back.

Caleb gets what he wanted - to "save" his brother but also bring him to justice to face his crimes.

Like this, Caleb asks to be sentenced, to be the "guard" of his brother and be his stand-in. As a responsible big brother, he lets "belos" go to court, encaged in Caleb's heart and only let out if allowed and even then Caleb. as both blueprint and grimwalker, has the final say in how long he gets to be out.

Caleb finally gets his peace by going to jail, and can help the boiling isles regain what Belos has taken away from them. Caleb was there after all, through the eyes of grimwalkers, he knows a thing or two.

There's two sentences.

One for Belos, aka Philip Wittebane. And one for his brother, Caleb Wittebane. They are conjoined for now, and the court doesn't agree with Caleb that he should suffer the same sentence as Belos. Though it cant be helped.

But as Caleb is in control, they make accommodations in his cell. Like for example he gets a TV, and a magical window he can look through but not break so he can see the island.

He gets visitation rights, too, and mandatory therapy.

Hunter and Luz visits a lot, and once the Clawthornes find out they're related, they visit too. Old friends of Caleb's like the batqueen, visits now and then too.

Caleb spends his days learning to read and write, helping Lilith and the new government find lost documents!

It is not difficult for him to stone sleep, and he does it more often than he should probably.

To him, this prison is basically just a nice extension of his previous prison in the galderstone heart.

But he dips down to his brother. They have things to talk about, to fight about, to argue and discuss. Philip has admitted defeat and gives the information Caleb is asking of him.

The brothers love one another, but both are resentful. So it's going to take a decade or few to see eye-to-eye. But Caleb is determined to make Philip understand he's done wrong and that this punishment is justified.

"The only reason you're not dead, Pip, is because my love for you triumph the hatred and anger I have for you. I cannot forgive you, not until you are truly sorry. I need you to repent. For once in your life, admit you're not the smartest in the room 'nor the most noble. You're not." "I-" "You are not! You are but human! We are human- We aren't perfect! By god, Pip, I am not the brother 'nor man you thought or wished I was. And you are delusional to think that you are any greater than the next flawed man." "..." "You have done great evil, Pip, and you can't even see it. I need you to see it." "... If what I've done is so evil, then know I did it for you." "Why do you think I'm here?" "..." "You fool." The colourful smokes wisps up into the starry skies. Caleb looks up at the endless moving, twinkling, cosmos. It is not a normal night sky, it reminds him a bit of that Collector child's magic. But perhaps that's just the Galderstone magic looking similar. He looks down at his pouting brother, he's changed form to his young adult self. His face all crinkled up with foul thoughts. Caleb sighs. Another argument leading nowhere. But someday he'd get through to him. Someday he would. The boy he once was, was in there, somewhere, or at least so Caleb hoped. But maybe that was just an older brother's wishful thinking. He did not want to give up hope on Philip changing his ways. Perhaps it would take another 400 years to do it, but they had the time. And it's not like Philip had anybody else than Caleb and the beasts to talk to. Artemis taps around in the sand. "Ah, yes, I see you are losing to Artemis' masterful game of tic-tac-toe." Philip glances at the sand and the little pebbles. Indeed, he kept losing to the palisman. He let out a grunt. "Don't feel bad, he wins against me too. And I've gamed him for 400 years." "Mh." "...Alright, well, good night, Pip." "..." And Caleb left. Opening his eyes to the quiet of his cell. It was a nice cell, like a little flat with no privacy if someone looked in through the bars. He turned on his pillow, his soft and pleasant pillow. And saw the photograph of Evelyn by his bedside. And smiled. What wonders the modern day could conjure, huh? They took out a memory of her from him, copied it, put his memory back in his head and let him keep this copy of her - amongst other photos that donned his walls. Nearly from floor to ceiling, there were photos of his past, of Hunter and his friends, his descendants. Some posters of things he liked from the human realm and the demon realm. But near his bed, like the star on a christmas tree, was a framed picture. His Evelyn. "Oh Ev, he's stubborn." But Evelyn's photograph didn't respond. "But so am I. And he is helping, although a bit less graciously as I'd hoped. But he is giving what I'm asking for at least, with some... Persuasion." Evelyn's photo was smiling sweetly at him, and he smiled back. "Lilith is coming tomorrow, with Hunter and Amity. What do you think I should wear? Mh? Blue shirt? Red shirt? I like the red one.. It has frills!" He got lost in her eyes and cuddled down. "Yeah.. Red one." He closed his eyes to dream. "G'night Ev." And as he slept, he had another one of those dreams where she played a lyre for him. They laughed, and talked, and played in the summers and winters of his dreams. An endless forest with golden lights, her laughter, and his cheeky grins. This dream was a summer. The tulips swayed in the breeze. Caleb liked to think those dreams were her ghost visiting him. After all, he'd been a ghost for centuries, he knew what they could do. Entering dreams were one of many perks. He had his hell in his galderheart, his heaven in his dreams. He was at peace.

#tgb #tgb spoilers #ttocw #mini-story at the bottom #cus I cant help myself

[icedfini-tea]

•Imagine, Idol!reader thats also a pirate, their crew is basically their whole staff( /first fan base) and their right hand man as their manager. Reason why they became a pirate in the first place is that they just go wherever they want to have a concert and just…trespass, even tho they can just get a permit, but wheres the thrill in that?

•Idol!reader has a huge fanbase since they go around the seas to perform. Their concerts in the East blue is more tame since most of the fans there are teenagers and kids alike while on the North blue,,, theres no limit of what a performer can do ;). (South and West blue are one the middle)

•Sometimes they do collabs with other artists/musicians, like uta. When the announcement of their collab got announced and spread world wide, not even a day, almost all of the people celebrated (esp their die hard fans) in joy since- hello?? Two of the infamous idols are gonna do a music together and perform!

•The concerts of theirs is randomly vogue. since they don’t give schedules or any heads up to the people. the most they can do is give a singular clue to their fans and the rest is for them to solve (cause of the marines), Its like an investigation of when and where their next concert will be. If you got the info’s right then enjoy the show! If not then better luck next time ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ .

•Since they have a high bounty, the marines always keep track of them whenever they left a clue, sometimes they would be right and crash the show (just like how they crashes soul king’s performance) but most of the time,,,, not so much, since they’re cheeky like that.

•They have their own light sticks and merch like those kpop groups. Fans can collect photo cards (some are limited), keychains, stickers, pins, etc. reason why they have the budget of effects and other stuff.

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“Holy shit man, i cant believe we got to see them in live!” “Damn theres so many people here” “The code they gave for this concert is confusing as shit but i still managed to crack it!” “Your sacrifice for sleep will not be in vain brother”

as more people came to the venue to watch others kept chatting amongst themselves waiting for the performance to start.

Meanwhile a ship with a lion’s head approached an island, the sound of many voices chattering captivated the crew’s attention. Luffy, always one to follow his instincts, leaped to his feet, his eyes alight with curiosity.

"Hey, what's that sound?" he exclaimed, pointing toward the shore.

Nami, peered through her binoculars and grinned. "Looks like there's a concert happening on the island. Let's check it out!"

Excited at the prospect of new entertainment, the Straw Hats disembarked onto the lively island. Crowds of people gathered around a grand stage, where colorful lights danced to the rhythm of the music. The source of the beginning melody stood at the center of the stage, captivating the audience with their captivating voice and mesmerizing performance. The crowd roared with excitement as the show progressed.

“Oh my, how lucky we are to watch their live performance” The woman chuckled

“huh? What do you mean about that robin?” The reindeer tugged the woman’s hand, Robin then looked down at chopper

“ A legend among the seas, whose fame transcended oceans and boundaries. With their captivating charisma and unmatched talent, she held sway over the hearts of both pirates and civilians alike.” She then looked back at the stage seing the idol perform.

“Their voice carried the weight of countless adventures, each note resonating with the spirit of freedom and adventure.” As her story ended, the rest of the straw hats that were listening to her went back to the idol singing.

“YOHOHOHO, i couldnt believe i get to meet the infamous idol so soon!”

“Seems like it’s our lucky day!- wait where’s sanji?-“ ussop then looked around when suddenly

“LOVELY IDOL-CHAAAAAAAAAN~~~” popped out of nowhere holding two light sticks on each hand and a whole bag of merchandize in his back

“WHERE- AND HOW DID YOU EVEN MANAGE TO GET ALL THAT STUFF-“ ussop screached

“WOW! THIS CONCERT IS VERY SUUUUPEEEERRR!” As franky did his usual pose

“WAAAAH! LOOK AT ALL THOSE LIGHTS AND CONFETTIS!” chopper looked around amazed

“ tch, its theres too many people here..” zoro grumbled

“Well what do you expect from a very famous idol” nami smiled watching the performance

“We couldn’t go back now since theres too many people blocking the way, so lets just enjoy the show” jimbe chuckled abit at zoro

“Then ill make a way” before he pulls out one of his sword he then got bonked

“ARE YOU THAT HARD HEADED!?” Yelled nami and sanji at the same time

As the crew kept chatting/bickering while watching the performance, Luffy couldn’t help but wonder why the idol performing looks someone familiar he met before his adventure to be the pirate king. But in the end he just shrugged it off and continue enjoying the lively atmosphere of the concert with his crew.

#one piece x reader #one piece #straw hat pirates #x reader #one piece imagine #one piece scenario #one piece drabble

[torusangel]

I was never good at goodbye | Gojo Satoru

Description: Everyone celebrated as they watched unlimited hollow purple hit but their celebrations fell on deaf ears. Your gut felt terrible, like your heart just got ripped from your chest; and it did.

Warnings⚠️: Manga spoilers!!, character death, angst, tears, tears, tears

A/N: I’m so in my feels guys. It’s been a month and I’m still in shambles please forgive me 😭 next thing I post I promise it won’t be this depressing. I CANT BELIEVE THIS ANGST IS FR MY FIRST POST

The cheers around you faded into the background as pain ripped through your chest. Burned into your retinas was the sight of him being cut. Your world, your heart, you felt like you were on fire as silence soon replaced the celebration. You didn’t even recognize your own voice when you screamed. It was a horrible sound, like a wounded animal clawing for its taken child. A blood curdling scream that ripped through your entire body, the feeling shredding your throat, metallic taste of blood flooding your tongue.

Then it was quiet again. The gut wrenching pain subsided and was replaced by peace in a serene field. Why were you upset again? What happened? Questions flooded your brain and left as soon as they came. Stress seeped out of you, all it left in its wake was…. Him?

“Toru? How’d you get here?” you questioned suddenly seeing his familiar silhouette. He turned towards you with a sad smile and threw himself into your warm embrace, “what’s wrong?” it was scary seeing him like this. The strongest looking so defeated. The Satoru you knew would never let something get in the way of his overwhelming confidence in himself.

Tears stained your shirt while he desperately clutched you tighter, like if he let go you’d slip from his fingers, dispersing into the wind that would carry you away from him, “I don’t want to leave. This life I’ve built with you, these memories, your scent, I don’t want to forget.” soft words in choked sobs left your lovers lips. Suddenly you felt wet tears flooding your eyes and painting your cheeks, though you couldn’t figure out why you were crying anymore.

“I….. I can’t remember what’s wrong but please don’t cry Toru, I’ll always be here with you. I won’t let you forget.” your hands found themselves tangled in his hair, comfortingly brushing the snow white strands through your fingers. With each pass his breath steadied, and Satoru let himself melt into your loving touch.

“I’m sorry love, I was never good at goodbye. I’m just, so so tired.” he looked up from your chest to cup your face and finally meet your gaze. Delicately, he traced his fingertips across your face trying to commit every little detail to memory.

Slowly, the scenes of his fight started to comeback to you. He pressed his forehead to yours, closing his eyes with a heavy sigh. ‘Ah, this must be it then. He must’ve used everything he had left to make this last moment with me’ you thought. Oddly, it didn’t hurt. Perhaps it was because of this small place he made for you, maybe it was the fact you didn’t want him to feel burdened with the weight of the world anymore, maybe you just wanted his last memory of you to be happy, not just your pained cries for him.

The light breeze and sunshine on your skin was warm, just like him. Everything in this little world you two had created was like him. The earthy scent that filled your nostrils, dandelions that dances in the wind, and the wind that tickled your skin like his touch. Then there was him, you didn’t want to let him go either. You would’ve given anything to stay like this, in each others arms, for the rest of time rather than having to leave. But in your heart of hearts you knew, just like everything, this couldn’t last forever.

You took a deep breath to steady your shaking hands, placing them on either side of his face. He looked so peaceful, just as he always did when he slept by your side, “it’s okay Toru, it’s okay for you to rest now” he smiled, but his eyes stayed closed. White lashes against porcelain skin and his strong embrace engulfing you.

His body felt so heavy, all his strength slipping away in your arms. His lids were too heavy for him to pry open anymore, he knew his time with you was up. With the last breath he had, the last bit of energy he could feel still within him,

He kissed you.

#gojo satoru #gojo x reader #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk spoilers #gojou satoru x reader #jujustsu kaisen x reader #jjk season 2 #jujutsu kaisen manga #satoru gojo #jjk anime #jjk angst #jjk manga spoilers #jjk 236

[aubeystawby]

♡ overtired!gf!enid sinclair x gn!reader >> headcanons <<

author’s notes: hi!! i’m working on everyone’s requests but they’re taking a while, so have these cute headcanons i wrote! not requested, i just got some sudden inspiration and went with it ! :) hope you enjoy ! <3

it's probably the day after the poe cup

either someone threw a party, or she was just so excited and filled with adrenaline after winning, that she couldn't sleep that night

if it's the latter you definitely wake up to a bunch of messages from her that were sent at absurd hours, like:

enid <3: hi :))

enid <3: i cant believe youre sleepign right now!! how are you not SO excited!!??

enid <3: *several selfies of her with the trophy*

there's probably a couple videos there too, one of which includes a close up of a sleeping wednesday, and then a second where her eyes snap open and enid panics and stops the video

(you and enid definitely got some thinly veiled threats from wednesday to delete the video)

anyway, on to the next morning, and enid honestly doesn’t seem that tired

you don’t see her until first break but before then wednesday picks up on the fact that she’s acting a little off

so when you briefly see wednesday when going to get enid to walk to your next class together, she just utters an ominous “good luck” and walks off

and then you’re alone with enid like ‘wtf does wednesday mean by that’

well it doesn’t take you long to guess what’s up, when you’re sitting in your next class that you two share and she’s somehow simulationusly even more energetic than usual, and also just on the verge of passing out

she refuses that she’s tired at all, but you can easily tell

throughout class you hear her lightly snoring, before perking up, embarrassed, and pretending nothing happened

Enid practically jumps out of her seat, her hair bouncing comically as she does. She blinks for a moment, her eyes wide and she looks completely disoriented, before she furrows her brows and sinks back into her chair.

“Enid.” You try, watching her tired form as she heavily closes her eyes.

“It— it’s very bright in here, i’m just resting my eyes” she argues, her voice raising an octave defensively.

You sigh and shake your head, “Mhmmm, sure it is.”

and then it’s finally the end of that class and you’re already dragging your girlfriend out of the classroom and through the school to get to her dorm

but not without a fight, of course

“Yn! I’m not tired i sweeaaaar” Enid drags out, sounding like an annoyed toddler.

You stop dragging her behind you for a moment and turn to her with a look on your face that says ‘and i’m supposed to believe that?’.

She pouts at you, trying to think of an argument.

She doesn’t come up with anything so you turn back around to continue dragging her to her dorm.

“Wait!” She suddenly stops and plants her feet on the floor in the middle of the hallway that people are trying to walk through.

“We can’t miss class, what about— you know—” She tries, but midway through completely forgets what class you guys are even supposed to be at right now.

She sighs this time, realising her defeat on that particular point.

eventually you guys get to Ophelia Hall

although she does try to get you to let her go back to class one last time, but is cut off by a very inconveniently timed yawn

at this she just scrunches up her nose in annoyance at her own body betraying her and mutters a light “fine…”

although this pouting and moping doesn’t last long, because the moment her head hits her pillow, she’s like a new person

Enid smiles dreamily as she moves around on her bed trying to get comfortable.

You laugh softly at this, relieved that your girlfriend has finally stopped fighting you when you were just trying to help her get the rest she needs.

You quietly pull off your school blazer and slip off your shoes, before sliding into bed next to Enid.

At this you can tell her metaphorical tail is wagging like crazy as she cuddles up to your body.

You smile softly as her head nuzzles into your neck and you can feel her breath fanning against your skin. Wrapping your arm around her torso and snuggling closer to her, you plant a kiss to the top of her head, and close your eyes peacefully.

#enid sinclair x reader #wednesday x reader #wednesday series x reader #enid sinclair x you #enid sinclair x y/n #wednesday x you #wednesday x y/n #reader insert #enid sinclair headcanon #enid sinclair headcanons #╰─www.my-writing.com─╯

[headkiss]

its been a minute since ive been by your ask box! how are you darling! <3 i hope your february is starting off on the right foot :)

here are some vday ideas rattling around about my favorite stranger things boys:

soft steve harrington that gets emotional bc hes never been treated so well before

friends to lovers neighbor!eddie that sees reader get stood up by date

steve & reader both in denial about their feelings, so the kids try to scheme & get them together

its been years since high school at a vday singles party, eddie spots reader getting into some trouble when jason cant seem to take a hint

i’m alright lovely!!! tysm for requesting i had a hard time choosing one but i went with r getting stood up and neighbour!eddie noticing </3 | 0.6k fluff!

Eddie doesn’t mean to keep an eye on you, but he does.

He’d like to say he has better things to do on Valentine’s Day than look out his window every couple of minutes to see if you’re still outside, but he doesn’t. He’d gotten home from a drive and spotted you stepping out onto the porch of your trailer.

At first, you’d been standing, hands tucked in your jacket pockets and your hair still intact. Then, you were leaning against the wall, hugging your coat around yourself.

Now, you’re sitting on your porch steps, looking at your watch constantly.

He can’t even believe what he’s thinking: that you’ve been stood up. He can’t believe it because what person in their right mind would ever skip out on a date with you.

Eddie remembers meeting you when you first moved into the trailer park months ago, he remembers noticing how pretty you were and how warm your smile made him feel. He remembers thinking about asking you out.

He didn’t, and sometimes, he still wishes he did. He’d like to say you’re friends now, but the way his heart flutters around you isn’t friendly at all. He likes you. A lot.

That’s probably why he puts the kettle on, why he shrugs his jacket on, why he grabs the softest blanket he has.

With one more glance through the window, Eddie walks outside with a blanket draped over his arm and two steaming cups of hot chocolate. He has to walk slowly and carefully over to you to avoid spilling any.

You can hear the crunch of his boots in the layer of snow that coats the ground, the February chill leaving you shivering by now. Getting stood up is embarrassing enough, but waiting outside trying to pretend like it isn’t happening is even worse.

When you see Eddie walking towards you, you shut your eyes and hope that you’ll open them to find it was all a dream. Instead, you open them to find him standing in front of you, holding out a cup of hot chocolate.

You take it from him and hold it in both of your hands, warming them up.

“Thought maybe you could use some warming up,” he says, setting his own mug down on the steps beside you and draping a blanket over your shoulders.

“Thank you, Eddie,” you say. “I probably look like an idiot right now, huh?”

“You couldn’t look like an idiot if you tried.”

Eddie sits down next to you, not the least bit concerned about his ass getting wet from the snow. He’s close enough that you can feel the warmth of his body, the brush of his thigh beside yours.

You stare down at the mug in your hands and try not to lean into him.

“Wanna know who is an idiot?” He asks.

“You’ll tell me either way.”

“Whoever was dumb enough to make you sit out here, freezing—still pretty—but freezing and upset. Whoever did that is the biggest idiot ever.”

Your stomach does a stupid jump. Eddie’s a good person and he’s let you see it from the moment you met. You think, if you had been going on a date with him instead, things would be much better.

Though, with him sitting next to you, they aren’t so bad now either.

“Think I’m pretty, Munson?”

“S’there a problem with that?” He feels braver than ever now. Fucking Valentine’s Day.

You scooch closer to him, resting your head against his shoulder. “No problem at all.”

Eddie rests his head on top of yours and something shifts, right then. He was never one to think Valentine’s was all that special, but this might just change his mind.

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson blurbs #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson one shot #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson imagines #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson fic #eddie munson requests #eddie munson request #eddie munson reader insert #eddie munson hurt/comfort #eddie blurbs #stranger things x reader #stranger things fic #stranger things eddie #stranger things imagine #stranger things #eddie stranger things #stranger things fanfic

[ravennaortiz]

Revenge

Summary: Little SOA/Mayans mashup. Angst, character death. Featuring OC Cori Lowman.

The silence in the house was deafening to Happy as he sat in his armchair across from his couch where his daughter Cori and two Mayans sat. What had started as a normal Sunday dinner for the two of them had turned into a deadly standoff. This situation right here was the direct result of being reckless in his early years as a killer for hire. Thinking he knew everything and was invincible that the past would never catch up with him. Happy was so lost in his own thoughts he almost didn't hear the roar of the motorcycle pull up. He closed his eyes as he heard the doorbell and the sound of Cori's strangled sob.

"Stay in here" ordered Angel to his younger brother EZ as he stood up to go and get the door. "Don't do anything stupid" he added before walking out of the room. The night was not going as planned and they couldn't afford a fuck up. Angel knew EZ was pissed at the trade the were making but he wouldn't be able to live with himself if they killed the girl. He believed no matter what a man did no woman in his life should have to pay for his sins. "You Juice?" he called through the door observing the other man through the door. He fit the description Happy had given and surprisingly had followed directions. "Yep" replied Juice as the door opened and he stepped in keeping his hands by his head as the tall Mayan shut the door.

"Sorry you got dragged into this mess. Your girl hasn't been hurt like Happy told you on the phone. My brother and I's beef is with her dad." stated Angel as he gestured with his gun for Juice to head to the living room. "Thanks I guess for being a decent human" replied Juice as they made there way to the living room. Angel sighed but bit his tongue on any response.

"Could we have a few moments to say goodbye" asked Happy quietly as he watched Juice make his way to Cori to comfort her. "No you-" started EZ his temper flaring before Angel cut him off. "Of course. We will wait in the hall give ya some privacy" replied Angel as he jerked his head at EZ to leave the room. "I really am sorry your daughter was here tonight. If we had known you had a kid we would have done some better surveillance" stated Angel before heading out. Happy nodded before he went over to join the other two on the couch.

"We should have just killed them. You really think she wont talk, wont get the SONS to track us down?" whispered EZ angrily as he shoved Angel. "You need to calm down little brother. Anger makes you make stupid decisions." snapped Angel as he pushed EZ into the wall and held him there. "That girl has nothing to do with the situation. She knows how the MC works and honestly I think if she decide she wanted revenge for what is to come tonight she will do it on her own." replied Angel after a moment once EZ had calmed some. "Just because someone is your enemy doesn't mean you have to treat them badly" he added.

*A few moments later*

Cori sat silently crying as Juice held her on the couch. Her dad had been walked out by the younger Mayan while the other stood in the doorway. Cori felt Juice tense as the Mayan came back towards them. "Relax, my word is good" stated the Mayan as he put his gun away and knelt in front of Cori. "I know this is hard to believe but I truly am sorry about this. You have my word your dads death will be quick and he will be buried properly. You also have my word you will be safe. If you ever need anything and cant get a hold of a SON you can call me and I'll make it happen" stated Angel as he handed a folded piece of paper to Cori before patting her knee and heading out of the house.

*Thanks for reading! Likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated!*

#sons of anarchy #ravennasmasterlist #juice ortiz #soa fanfiction #ravennasoc #mayans fx #mayans mc fanfiction #happy lowman #happy lowman fanfiction #angel reyes fanfiction #angel reyes #ez reyes

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Sabretooth or wolverine (or both) w/ blind reader? :>

Okay! I'll try my best. Please forgive me if I get anything wrong. Do you mind if I do headcanons for this one? Thank you for offering this idea up:

• Wolverine with a blind Reader would be described in one word: Overprotective

• He'd always be worrying about them, watching them and staying alert in case they needed help or were in trouble

• He would try to let you be independent, but only to a certain degree. He wouldn't want to discourage you, and he isn't going to try to limit you anymore than being vision impaired has done

• Would never make fun of you. If you're okay with it, he'll make jokes about being blind as a bat, or jokes about people who can see but obviously can't see what's in front of them. The guy just wants to make them smile, make them laugh, just wants to make them feel welcome

• Will sometimes stay up late just to keep you company and to secretly help you if something were to happen. He makes sure everyone keeps the Institute clean, so as not to make it harder for you to get around. Want a cool walking stick or cane? The guy will whittle you one and design it with your favorite animal, making a little bust of it at the top and etches in the wood so you can see it with your sense of touch

• If anyone picks on you for your disability, he will gladly kick their *ss. No questions asked

• If Reader has a mutation that helps them sense their way around the environment, Logan will do everything he can to help hone your skills to the point you are a master of it

• The worst he would do is possibly put you on house arrest, if not room arrest, if you tried to run away. He worries, worries to the extremes, and if his fears come true and you were to get hurt or kidnapped or tried to leave him, leave the X-Men... he will make it so you cant leave. Not without him. Not without them

• 7/10, he tries, he cares and will not tolerate abuse or neglect towards you, but the moment he feels you're in danger, he's keeping you in the Insitute where he and the others can keep an eye on you and help you 24/7

• Sabretooth with a blind Reader would be put of his depth

• He is around someone who can't see him or anything around them, yet they can still get around on their own. The man is confused

• He gets over it when Reader uses their walking stick as a weapon, alongside their mutation (something like echolocation, or super senses, or maybe the ability to see auras, or some blind/vision-impaired animal). And he realizes there is more to them than what he initially thought

• When Reader sees past the many, many traumatized and vicious layers of him, he finds himself growing attached. Someone who can't see and they see him not as a monster or animal, but someone worth seeing, and worth helping

• After that, he's around them. ALL. THE. TIME. If Reader is on a mission or has somewhere they have to go, he volunteers to accompany them. If someone has a problem with it, he doesn't mind using thinly veiled threats to keep him by their side

• If anything happened to blind Reader, he would be enraged. Scared. Terrified. The person or mutant who caused them harm or kidnapped them is dealt with, until there's nothing left to break. And after that, he keeps Reader with him at all times

• If Reader tried to leave, he would resort to possibly drugging them, or limiting their environment to be with him and his current group or to one of his hidden safe houses. He isn't running the risk of them ending up hurt like his brother, and he sure as fr*ck isn't letting them go. He's too attached now

• 6/10, he is okay-ish if you don't mind having him with you at all times, and he would believe in your ability to defend yourself. But the moment you get hurt and he's reminded you're a kid, and one who has a disability, is immediately making it so you can't leave him

• If these two had the same blind bby... Sabretooth would likely try to keep both Reader and Wolverine with him, while Wolverine did his best to get himself and Reader back to the Institute. Neither one wants to go without their loving bby, but while Victor would share with Logan and try to guilt trip him into sharing and staying, Logan would take the closest opportunity to grab Reader and run, not looking back or stopping until they're with the Professor and the other X-Men, who all can help protect their kid/child/friend/sibling

#honeycomb thoughts #platonic yandere marvel #yandere platonic marvel #platonic yandere xmen #yandere x-men #platonic yandere #platonic yandere x reader #platonic yandere marvel x reader #platonic yandere xmen evolution #platonic yandere xmen: the animated series #platonic yandere wolverine #platonic yandere logan howlett #platonic yandere sabretooth #platonic yandere victor creed #platonic yandere graydon creed

[tnazips]

chapter 1. ┆ love at first sight.

◟ ㅤᡣ𐭩ㅤㅤ ݁.﹒new series!!! im so excited to share this with everyone, welcome to pearl < 3

kageyama didnt mean for this to happen. he decided to take a different route to school. he didnt know a shortcut or two would result to him, well, falling in love. it sounds corny, and best believe thats how kageyama feels. behind the corner shop, he caught glances of you. oh, you. lighting away at a cigarette, you inhale, hand on your hip, staring mistfully at the sky. your bike is tossed to the side.

kageyama thinks you’re absolutely aborable. you shouldn’t be, with the cigarette in your hand. your skirts’ rolled up dangerously high, especially for winter. leg warmers cluth up to your ankles as you grib onto your puffer jacket to comfort yourself from the icy cold. your eyes scan the area suspiciously, then meet his. your eyes stay onto his and kageyama can’t pull his away. you’re eyes, your face, seemingly everything about you is intoxicating for him and he cant pull away.

kageyama looks away, a cute blush settling on his cheeks. you exhale, the smoke concealing your face. “oi. guy over there.” you call out, one finger motioning him over. kageyama looks around, bewildered. is she talking to me?

“m-me?” kageyama stumbles and you nod.

“quick. i dont have all day.”

kageyama slowly walks towards you, still reluctant on why you would want to talk to him.

“what are you doing here?” kageyama stumbles yet again at your question. he doesnt know why he’s here. “you called me over.” he says in his defense. you roll your eyes. “obviously. ive just never seen you before, you go karasuno?” you eye him up and down, noticing his duffel bag.

“you play?” you ask, eyebrows raised.

“setter for the volleyball team.”

“ahh.” you call out. “know yachi?” he nods. “one of my friends… dont go telling her im smoking or else kay? tryna quit i guess.” you threaten, motioning to the cigarette in your hand. taking another puff, you grab ahold of the before-hand tossed bike.

“good to see you..?” you trail off. “kageyama!” he says almost too eagerly. you smile and kageyama feels like fireworks have erupted in his belly. your smile, so innocent yet coy. kageyama has never felt this way, it almost alarms him. a simple girl he accidentally run into is making him feel these feelings for the first time.

“bye kageyama.” you call out behind you as you mount on to the bike. he watches you cycle away, hoping you’d turn around again. you don’t. he stands there, stunned. he suddenly groans outload. he forgot to ask for your name.

…

“kageyamaaaa??? kageyamaa…” hinata calls out, waving his hands frantically infront of his teammate who’s completely out of it. he flinches, snapping out of his own realm of thoughts. “oi what do you want?”

hinata rolls his eyes, staring at kageyama with a cunning smile playing on his lips. “what are you thinking about kageyama? hmm!” he says teasingly and kageyama blushes at the thought of you. the mysterious girl he has a crush on. wait.. crush? no no no. thats too far. he doesn’t even know your name! how is he already crushing on you? who knows if you two will ever meet again?

“you did it again kageyama. stop looking out like some actor it’s annoying.” hinata huffs. kageyama shrugs, taking a chug of water. he needs to clear his mind off you, finish off practise with a clear mind. oh boy was he wrong.

daichi’s voice echos throughout the hall. “ah yachi i was wondering when you’d come.. oh whos this?” yachi brings many of her friends to practise, being manager of course gets a bit boring without a friend to talk to while the boys play. it’s not out of the usual. but which friend she bought caught kageyama’s attention.

“ah sorry! yachi said i could come!” your sweet, melodious voice oozes of honey to kageyama, his eyes shooting to where your voice was coming from. you seem so cute in your uniform, contrasting heavily to the image he saw this morning. your eyes stray to everyone, finally setting on karasuno’s setter. kageyama swears he sees a hint of shock in your face, but it easily subsided to a knowing smile. he coughs, looking away quickly. he’s obviously red. “that’s all good! have fun.” daichi reassures the girls, walking away to sugawara.

“you know her?” kageyamas yet again reminded of hinata’s presence. “um not really. bumped into her this morning.” hinata hums, and then suddenly his face lights up. oh no. “yachi!” he calls out, motioning the girls to come over. big oh no. hinata must of seen the alarm in kageyama’s eyes as he assures his friend, “girls dont bite!” laughing to himself.

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[paris9]

Undead love PT1

Zombie Wanda x reader

Plot: After Wanda Maximoff takes America Chavez’s powers she sends Y/N to a different darker universe to be punished for betraying her trust.In this universe The Scarlet Witch is a very intelligent zombie who’s fueled by the dark hold. After Y/N appeared in a different mount Wundagore, Zombie Wanda CANT help but fall into a twisted love.

TW: slight dub-con, dark zombie Wanda, character death,soft dark Wanda, zombies, Restraints, smut, magic collars, mommy kink, etc

(The dark hold basically cleaned her up and kept her mind working. She’s mainly herself other then being infected)

Maybe betraying The Scarlet Witch wasn’t the best idea. Especially now that she has drained America Chavez of her universal powers and tossed her pale limp body off the side of Mount Wundagore. She had already gotten rid of Stephen Strange and now you were afraid that you would be next. There once was a time that she had loved you but that feeling seemed to have been replaced by Anger and denial for her twins. Your body was now in a Starfish position splayed against the gigantic stone pillar with red circling your wrists and ankles.

“I thought we understood each other, Y/N.” Wanda Feigned a pout and she approached you,her dark red crown displayed on her forehead was glowing a slight crimson color. “I’m sorry Wanda, I really am..” you whimpered as she traced a black finger over your Jawline with a half smirk, “you will be, Detka (Honey). You’ve really upset me by trying to keep me from my Boys and I do hope you realize what I’m going to do to you is for your own good. It’s the only way you will ever learn your lesson.” She pressed a gentle kiss to the tip of your nose and one to your lips.

You wanted to beg but you knew it was no use, “what are you going to do to me?” Your voice was just above a shaky whisper. The scarlet witch cleared her throat, “I’m going to send you to a universe where I believe you will be most cherished loved and once I believe you’ve learned your lesson I’ll come get you.” You frowned at her, ‘how was this a punishment?’ You were confused, ‘what did she mean?’ Your thoughts scrambled together in the back of your mind. “You’ll see my love.” She lifted you off the pillar with her magic and opened up a glowing red star with ease. The way she was manipulating the powers she had just gotten from the girl made it seem like child's play.

On the other side of the portal was another version of wundagore but it seemed older and almost untouched. She floated you through and placed you on the cold ground but not without giving you one last kiss on the lips, “don’t worry my принцесса (princess), you won’t be in this universe forever, just until I know you’ve learned some respect. See you soon!” She blew a kiss and closed the portal with one swipe of her hand. You watched as she disappeared, leaving you alone in the old sacred temple.

You got up slowly, your body aching. It was cold, the winds whipping at your hair and face. “Hello?” You called out but no reply, only your voice echoing back to you, the silence other than that was deafening. “Is anyone here?” No response. The only light source you had was the giant dimly lit torches that circled the room. Suddenly a low growl could be heard from the only shaded part of the temple, you turned towards the noise as the growl sounded feminine and familiar, “who’s there?” Your voice quivered as you watched the figure slowly move through the shadows towards you, it stepped out.

It was Wanda, well sorta. This version of her was gray and limping. Dead. The hue of her eyes were no longer green but a deep maroon, It frightened you. She stepped closer and you froze up, “what happened to you..?” You questioned out loud as she stopped only a foot or two away from you. Her cracked lips parted into a small smile as she did her popular head tilt, eyeing you up and down slowly, it caused a shiver to run up your spine. You recognized the red suit that she wore. It was from when the Avengers split up and the two of you teamed up with Captain America and fought Iron man and his team. She stepped forward and reached out, her cold calloused grazing against your warm skin, her nails slightly sharpened and poked out ever so slightly as she tilted your chin up to face her so she could look over you properly. The undead woman’s eyes softer slightly as she ran a hand through your y/h/c hair with a sigh. She finally had you to herself again. Alive.

Her love was alive again. You had finally come back to her, she thought as you gulped down a knot of fear. You were never leaving her again. Her eyes glowed a brighter red as she drifted through your mind, taking control. You eyes started to sag as you suddenly collapsed,she caught you in her arms swiftly and she held you against her chest. everything went black.

You awoke to the feeling of being held. You opened your eyes, taking in your surroundings feeling drowsy. The large bed you noticed you were in was soft and inviting but the cold hands wrapped around your torso caused you to squirm. The grip suddenly tightened painfully as you felt a soft annoyed growl come from the back of your neck. You stopped and gave in, letting the zombie version of your lover curl around you with a content sigh, she nipped at the side of your neck, making sure to not cause any blood, she didn’t want to infect you and turn you into a cold creature like she did with her food, she loved you and your warmth and wanted to keep you as close to her as possible.

You didn’t know zombies slept or how aware Wanda was of her surroundings and you. She slid her hand down and under your shirt, softly touching and rubbing at your skin gently with a soft hum. It felt good to you so you let out a small sigh. ‘Maybe this wouldn’t be too bad.’ You smiled to yourself and closed your eyes, falling back asleep.

This time when you woke up you were alone. A huff escaped your lips as you sat up, stepping out of the bed. The room was quite big and it looked similar to the cabin you lived in with your version of Wanda. You noticed a brown rocking chair in the corner of the room with a neatly folded stack of clothes that you assumed she put there for you so you took your old tattered clothes off and changed into them. The pair of shorts and a plain black t-shirt fit perfectly. You made your way out into the hallway when you smelled something cooking. It smelt delicious, was it Chicken paprikash? Wanda always cooked that for you.

You walked in and saw zombie Wanda hunched over a pot in the kitchen. She stopped for a moment and turned her head towards you, a wide but dead smile on her Faded gray lips. Something in the back of your mind told you to sit at the dark oak table in the middle of the room so you did. She let out a satisfied hum and started cooking again. Soon she was done and then put some of the dish on a plate. She walked over and sat it down In front of you, kissing the side of your forehead.

“Thank you.” You said quietly, figuring that Wanda didn’t eat food like this anymore, she probably ate humans and the thought of that slightly freaked you out. Her long uncombed red hair covered half of her face as she watched you eat. She was satisfied and love struck. She stood there as you tried to ignore her but couldn’t help the feeling of your heart beating in your chest as she began running her fingers through your hair once again.

Once you finished she took a napkin from its holder in the middle of the table and wiped your face with it. You didn’t expect her to do that so you froze. You were thirsty and she seemed to instantly read your mind. Wanda walked and poured a glass of water from the sink and walked back to you, handing it to you with shaky hands. You took it gratefully and took small sips. As soon as I couldn’t drink anymore I sat the glass down on the table. “Thank you for this, Wanda.” You smiled at her and you couldn’t help but blush. You knew she couldn’t respond and that was okay.

The day consisted of cuddles on the couch and watching old sitcoms she still had on her projector. It was like she didn’t want to let you go and you were fine with that.. well sorta. She kept trying to stick her fingers down your pants and into your underwear which caused you to gently push her hand away but she kept insisting soon leading her to picking you up with her magic and carrying you to the bed.

You tried squirming but you could only move so much. “Wanda stop! I don’t want this right now.” You huffed as she flung you onto the bed and held your wrists above your head with her magic. She began to shed her suit and pants away quickly, exposing her black bra and underwear. You flushed and turned your gaze away as she began to pull your pants down and straight up ripped your shirt clean off your body, leading you to gasp in surprise.

Once you where both underdressed she climbed on top of you. You could basically feel her dripping heat across your stomach causing you to moan. Maybe her fucking you wouldn’t be so bad. She scooted down towards your legs and placed herself right on top of your knees. Wanda ran two delicate fingers through your folds causing you to moan. You were wet and she could tell. She collected your slick on her fingers and licked them clean, moaning at the taste.

She pressed her fingers through your lips and past your teeth and you took them in willingly, sucking on them and sliding your tongue around her sharp nails. She soon took them out and you let go with a pop, this time lining up two fingers with your dripping hole. Wanda gently worked them in causing you to stifle a gasp of pleasure. Your silk walls stretched around your fingers and she licked her lips, wanting to taste but she knew she couldn’t just yet. Not until she broke you in.

She started to slowly pump her fingers in and out of you as your moans started to fill the secluded bedroom. “Faster please, mommy.” The nickname slipped out by accident. It has been a while since anyone called her that in such a way and now that the term was being used all it did was turn her on tremendously. The woman started to pump into you faster, almost in an animalistic way. Your stomach tightened and burned causing you to cry out and soon you came undone under Wanda’s hands. She pulled out and pulled out thighs apart harshly and started to lick strips and push her tongue, hitting your G-spot perfectly.

After another orgasm washed over you she helped you ride out your high. After the two of you calmed down Wanda pulled your head against her bare chest, groaning contently as she smothered herself In your living warmth. You closed your eyes and snuggled yourself into her body, legs shaking. As soon as you dozed off a red wisp wrapped around your neck as runes formed against your collarbone.

This was for your own good, and the only way you would live as long as her. She needed to protect you at all costs including from whatever laid outside the walls of her small cabin. She squeezed you tighter slightly at the thought, one soft almost unclear word escaped her mouth “mine.”

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[certifiedlovergirlsstuff]

murder she wrote

summary: weekly bestie time together

WC: 475

warnings: none

A/N: ALL PARTS UNDER THE TAG -The Byers Harrington Story-

just a small simple one, little robin and bestie time

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March 17, 1985

“And then Kelly Peterson grabbed Martha May by her ponytail, threw her down, and went to town with her hands.”

“No way! You’re making this up.” Your jaw dropped out at the gossip Robin was throwing your way.

She quickly sat up, hands flapping in the air, “no, I’m one hundred percent serious. I saw the whole thing with my own eyes! I promise when we go to school tomorrow, Martha May is gonna have one black eye, Kelly really went in on her. And along with Martha, Kelly Peterson is gonna have a few claw marks, a bandage possibly covering them.”

“The one day I don’t see you at practice, this shit goes down.” You grumbled before focusing back on the screen.

You were watching as Jessica Fletcher snuck her way into a crime scene, but before you could watch as she searched for clues, Robin turned your attention to her again.

“Yes, Robin?” A sickly sweet tone.

Her hands were clasped under her chin, “you got- got any gossip you wanna share?”

“Umm, not really.” You were playing coy, you knew what she wanted to hear, but you wanted to see how long it would take.

“Cool. Cool, yeah that’s- no biggie.” And that’s when you started a mental timer.

One California

Two California

Three California

Four-

“So how’s it going with you and Steve? Any new updates?”

You kept the smirk on your lips small, “ah, yeah. Things are going great between me and Steve. Just hit three months together.” A ginormous grin appeared on your face.

Robin pulled a disgusted look upon her face, a simple joke of hers, “aww, well I’m really happy for you. Still can’t believe you got the guy- not that I mean that in a bad way, just thought he was still into Wheeler- which also I- what I mean is that I’m really happy for you and glad that he makes you happy.” And she fully threw her hands over her mouth to stop any incoming rambles.

You gave her a few quick pats on her shoulder, showing your understanding of her words, and took no harm from them.

The TV soon cut to a commercial, you were a bit lost on what was happening in the episode since you weren’t paying attention, but it wasn’t too hard to catch up on. Although this new commercial caught your full attention, a flashy and colorful ad about the new Star Court mall that was a little way out of the main town. Talks of the stores looking for hardworking employees, from the department stores to the food court.

“Robin…” Head-turning in her direction.

She must have had the same idea as you, seeing that she was already facing you, “you thinking what I’m thinking?”

You nodded your head, “wanna work at Star Court?”

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[seldomscilence16]

Voltron in "The Little Mermaid" part one!

Hello all! A little late but heres a short part of a short piece For Julance and Lances Birthday (cause I take forever to do anything and it wasnt ready in May :/). I really loved the Live action, by far the best out of them all, so heavy inspiration pulled from that one- as well as some spoilers with song references and scenes ect so warned- but I also pulled from the cartoon and musical a bit and just mashed a lot of randomness together!

Now I'd like to thank @paracosm299 for reading this and helping out in the brainstorming process! They were a huge help, and as always a humungus support! Love you!

I'd also like to thank @autisticlancemcclain @awhoreintheory and @mothmanavenue ! The first two for answering my asks and moth for beautiful art making me fall in love with a ship used in this fic. And for just being overall amazing, keeping my love for Voltron alive and giving so many people reasons to smile!

Anyway, enjoy part one of this little fic! I will try to get the other parts out soon (im planning for 3 to give me easy goals 🤞).

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The ocean was abuzz with commotion and far too many visitors, all oozing with the need to please the Emperor. Lance had far better things to be doing, though his father would attest, and he found himself swimming farther and farther from the noise. Which wasnt odd of course, Lance could be found on the outskirts of Alteaica more often than not.

"I could've sworn it was around here somewhere..." Coran, an older creature and Lances Best friend, indulged Lances curiosity the most.

He didnt know much of the man, despite how often his rambles and odds and ends left Lances head spinning, but the mystery of him intrigued the merman. He was a bit of an outcast, kept out of the public eye as much as possible like he knew something Lance didnt. And he did, know a lot that is, places and history and things from a time before Lance came to be and further. Allura chided Coran for being a bad influence, but her heart never seemed in it, Lance had seen her far off stare as she listened to a ramble far too much to believe she didnt too know more than she said.

"Oh!" They pass farther than typically allowed, and Lance sees the reason why.

Below lays a wrecked ship, one Lance has yet to explore.

"Come on Coran!"

"You know this reminds me of..."

Lance listens idly to Corans tale, scanning the area carefully as they decend to where the boat rests on the sea floor. He thinks of the storm that would have caused this, thinks of the lives of the humans on board, wonders how many of them made it home. The Emperor would scoff at him, berate him for sharing a caring thought towards the very beings were endanger their waters. But as they drift into the wreck, and his eyes catch on every little detail, he cant help but think they are so much more.

"...And then Alfor sneezes and the whole colony popped, completely vanished, I still wonder what happened to those little quiznakers, they stole my snacks..." For an Octopus, Lance can help but think his face shows perfect contempt for whatever those creatures were.

Its not the first time Coran has spoken of this Alfor, nor of creatures Lance has never heard of, using words he long since has grown accustomed to figure out with the context given. He hears every story, and watches the expressions his friends take, and hurts to know that they too hold pain in their hearts, for something Lance is not allowed to grasp for whatever reason. So instead he distracts, with human curiousities and questions and weaved tales of his own. Coran loves his inquisitive nature, Romelle finds humor where she can and has something that shines in her eyes when he puts something together- he'd put anything together, fix anything, if only to see them all happy- and Allura acts aloof at times, but she loves learning and new things and arguing with Romelle until they both laugh so hard it hurts.

So even for a moment, these human things, bring them together. Things that may or may not be true, that raise so many questions that he hopes and prays to one day find the answers to. He'll collect it all, in the hopes of a future where he can be free to do something with the whirlpool of thoughts inside him. To go, to learn, to enjoy, to explore, to know.

He sticks another object in his bag, Coran dangling from it with one arm as most of the others search the floor,

"I do wonder why the sharks like these ships, never had a clear conversation with one you see, even the evolved ones, their heads seem to be in the foam sometimes, never know what theyre thinking." Coran picks up a piece of ship, examines it, then throws it already looking for something new, his query seemingly random but somehow something Lance too wondered about.

"Well, if I was like my father, I'd say they're trying to figure out how these ships work so they can better take them down." Lance rolls his eyes at this, fingers skimming over a depiction of a human. "But maybe they just like how it looks, its pretty interesting after all."

Lance had met a couple sharks in his day, he found them pretty interesting actually, but he understood how hard it was for them to find food now-a-days. And when youre always moving, they must be starving, so he respected them, gave them a good distance.

Much like with his interest in humans, Lance understood that he couldnt interact with them. For all Sendaks hate, Lance was not stupid enough to believe that he wouldnt be attacked if he did something wrong. With sharks, you could find a few that didnt want to kill you. Humans too, Lance was almost positive there had to be some that wouldn't find him a monster... there had to be.

He startles when he catches movement out of his peripheral, turning to find a large mirror. His expression is tight, and he's quick to smooth it out, he needed to be more careful with what he let his face show.

"Oh, and whats that?" He follows Corans gaze to see, what looked to Lance, a mini trident.

He uses a delicate hand to pick up the object, inspecting it with wide eyes,

"I dont know, but its wonderful. I bet Romelle has an idea." Lance smiles at Coran, glancing around once more for a last sweep, when the mirror catches his attention once again.

This time however, it is not his own reflection he sees.

Rows of teeth, pale skin, and small but focused eyes. The shark is through the side of the boat before Lance can get out any sound of warning. Hes pulling Coran out of the way, the shark dead set on them, destroying the things in its way to try and keep up.

Lance should have knows this wreck would be called for. Should have searched better, before entering what could be- and obviously was- the territory of a predator.

Every turn they take, every time Lance is sure they've lost him, sharp teeth and splintered ship come from behind or the side or in front and they have to make another hard turn, and he trying to hold on to his bag- where Coran has secured himself tightly so as not to effect Lances mobility- but as they finally exit the interior of the wreck, the shark is bursting out behind them and Lance swears he has a grip but then its gone.

He swims backwards, eyes frantically scanning to locate the Octopus, but the Shark has found him first, heading towards the sea floor. Hes comoflauged against the bag, but a trail of blood follows it, giving away his position.

"Coran!" A quick decision, a half formed plan, has him shoving a container of some sort, watching it hit the Shark who thankfully turns his attention to the larger prey. Lance darts into the ship once more, watching the shark come for him, jaw opened wide, closer..

Closer...

Closer!

The mirror shatters, and the shark becomes stuck in the outer frame.

Heart in his throat from where hes pressed against the inner walls across from said mirror, Lance waits only a moment to ensure hes stuck before darting towards the sea floor. The trail of blood has dispersed- and gods Lance hoped it wasnt serious- but his bag has an extra divet in the sand beside it.

"Coran! Are you alright?"

The orange and blues of his friend slowly return, one arm crossed over his body below his eyes as usual, and his seven others still intact. A small scratch on his head has already stopped bleeding, and Lance breathes a sigh of relief, quickly scooping up his friend, absently grabbing his bag, and swimming away from the wreck. It'd be best to be gone before the Shark made his way free.

...

Sendak casts a steady look around the crowded room, today's meeting was an important one, gathering the leaders of the seven seas to discuss important matters once a year. That brat should be here, this was one of their most important times, he should be drifting about the room like a ditz and gathering info for him. One job and the useless boy couldnt even do that. He taps his trident once and waits, eye never stopping its steady search.

"You summoned, your Majesty?" Her voice comes from above, the ghost crab gliding down to land on the rock of his throne.

"Where," he pauses to level her with the full strength of his glare, "is the boy?"

To her credit, she appears unfazed by his glare,

"I reminded him of the meeting this morning-"

"I did not ask of this morning." Sendak cuts in, voice low as he once again eyes the room, "find him."

Shes quiet for a moment, "yes, your majesty."

It wasnt hard to find Lance really, Allura practically had a sixth sense for it. Though all she really had to do was go where you werent supposed to, and you'd happen upon the boy. So of course she finds him talking with Romelle, past the territories border, and far closer to the surface than allowed. Still, with Coran's many tentacles latched around Lances arm and Romelle chattering away about whatever it is shes holding, Alluras heart swells with a fondness she cant- or rather doesnt want to- fight.

"Lonce!" She makes her way up to the rock Romelle stands on, eying the human curiousities for only a moment- things change up there so quickly- before leveling the three with a look. "Do you recall what day it is? That thing I told you this morning?"

The way Lances eyes widen- with fear, so much, too much- has her heart hurting.

"The night of the coral moon! Oh gods! Im late! Sorry Romelle! I gotta go!"

Coran has Lances bag and a grip on the rock in the next moment, just in time to brace for Lance's departure. The three watch him go, faces as glum as their animal selfs can accomplish.

"Hows the plan coming?" Allura asks after the (waves by his departure currents what are they called?) calm.

"They are simply waiting for the right moment, and for Haggar to make her move." Coran responds, one of his many arms laying across his face so another can stroke it awkwardly.

"Lets hope we dont have to wait long." Alluras tone is grave, eyes trained on the trail of a young merman, who has no idea what path was laid before him.

...

Lance was screwed this time for sure.

The Coral Moon gathering was one of the most important tasks Lance had. With so many mers in one place, it was his job to gather any and every bit of information he could, anything that may get his father ahead. It had been the only thing talked about over the past few movements, and the main reason Lance had decided to take a break this morning before the big event... until he lost track of time.

He had succesfully snuck into his room to drape himself in fancy shiny- unnecassary and gaudy, not even tasteful- decorations and such. Anything to make him look like a dumb accessory to the Emporer and be underestimated- though Lance was underestimated even by the man who knew he was more than decor. Sneaking into the event would be a problem though, Lance figured it'd be better to simply act as if he arrived late on purpose, to swim in like a ditz and lazily make his way about the room- anything to delay addressing his Father- and hopefully hear something worth while along the way.

Though worthwhile was relative, and Lance was less of a snitch than his Father trained him to be, but also very good at pretending to be one. The Emperor claimed to see through Lance, and for some things he could- though Lance thinks he simply assumes and who is he to deny the accusations really? But for things like this, Lance had been told by a few that he was an excellent story weaver, and really, thats all gossip was anyway. So long as it pleased Sendak- father, Emperor- it didn't matter.

So long as he could save the lives of a few at the expense of his own safety, it was worth it.

His entrance is met with varying emotions.

By those who follow the Emperor and hang on to his every word, he is greeted with sneers at best, and lascivious leers at worst.

By those who fear him or are simply biding their time, looks of pity or spite. Lance expertly appears non-chalant, like his head is in the sand rather than processing everything fast enough to make his head ache. Most of it was minor gossip, a few idle threats, comments on the food, current events and the likes, but Lance could make that all work.

As he glides closer to the end of the gathering space, he feels a hard stare that he had to stop himself from tensing at. He cant help but drift slower, to delay the inevitable, but he can only stall for so long. He bows to his father and takes his place beside him, swallowing thickly he waits with baited breath.

"Why are you late." The question is barely that, with how much force he puts into the quiet utterance.

"I-"

"Shipwrecks are off limits for a reason."

Lance doesnt know HOW he knows, if it was a guess or if he had more spies than Lance originally thought. For all Lance knew, the shark from this morning could have been in on it. Given, then he'd also know about Coran, and since he never mentions the man, Lance figures its probably a guess. According to Allura, hes pretty predictable like that.

"I was just scouting it out, trying to learn something." Half truths.

"On the most important day of the year, you decide to indulge your human obsession? Are you trying to make me angry?" Lance could tell the crowded room wouldnt keep his father from yelling if they kept this up.

"No Father, I was only-"

"We will talk about this later."

Lance is dismissed as quick as he was addressed to begin with, and the minute the Emperors back is turned to meet with the 'generals' of the other seas, Lance is swimming for his grotto as quick as his tail will take him. If hes in for a punishment anyway, he may as well enjoy his freedom for even a moment.

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[ragnvdnir]

GENSHIN MEN WITH LYRICS FROM ALL TOO WELL (10 MINUTE VERSION) (TAYLOR'S VERSION) [PART 1]

SYNOPSIS — various scenarios with genshin characters and lyrics from all too well (part 2 soon!)

CHARACTERS — albedo, ayato, childe, diluc, kaeya, kazuha, xiao, thoma (w/ gn!reader)

INCLUDES — angst, fluff, breakups, domestic life, deaths, a mix of modern au and original setting, failed proposal, albedo losing control, reader aging old, secret affairs, reader settling in for less, noble!reader at one scene

NOTES — i added a little bit of champagne problems with dilucs second part, i hope you don't mind :")) and i also decided to split this in half since its getting long. oh and every character has two scenarios each, the others are on the part two.

“I walked through the door with you, the air was cold. But something 'bout it felt like home somehow.”

Snezhnaya was cold, you thought. It was a whole new environment for you after living in liyue for your whole life. But seeing CHILDE's smile and excitement somehow made the coldness dissapear in an instant.

He have always wanted to take you here, in his homeland, and now, it is finally happening. He can't help but grin widely at the thought of his family finally meeting you after knowing you from his letters.

“You seem happy, 'jax.” He turned to look at you before letting out a small laugh. His cheeks were rosy pink from excitement and coldness.

“I am definitely happy! I can't wait for you to meet my parents and siblings. Im sure they'll love you too!” He answered as he held your hand and warm them up then fix your coat.

Just the thought of meeting his family got you all nervous. But when you finally met them, all of the worries seems to fade away as they happily welcomed you. Asking you questions and telling stories about the younger Ajax.

You feel loved and warm by his family. They're full of bright people.

Ajax smiled to himself as he watched you chattering with his family. He leaned on the door and let out a sigh of relief.

This is what he want, for you to be one with his family.

“Oh, your disposition and my wide-eyed gaze. We're singing in the car getting lost upstate.”

KAZUHA is an awestruck prose. He seemed to be always held your heart captive whenever he open his oh so sweet lips, and he seem surreal to you.

He can always make you feel fine in a second, and he always go with the flow with you like right now, he hums along the song that is playing in your shared earphones while you sing quitely under your breath. He finds it adorable as he continued humming along the tune with you. He wished the moment to last more.

“And I know its long gone and that magic's not here no more and i might be okay, but I'm not fire at all.”

Your relationship with the calvary captain, KAEYA, has ended weeks ago, the reason for the said separation is falling out of love... He said.

You don't want him to feel forced in this relationship that's why you chose to let him go and be free on his own.

Your sudden break up with the young man has caused a gossip in the city. After all, he is very well known and your relationship with him was not that really private. Everyone just seem to find out and neither of you denied it.

For days and weeks, people keep asking you ‘why did you break up’ and ‘are you okay?’ You can only nod at them for them stop asking you already because you were getting tired telling people that you're okay.

truth to be told, you might be okay but you're not fine at all.

You also don't know why he suddenly proposed a break up with you. You don't believe that he just fall out of love like that. There must be a deeper reason behind it that he won't tell you.

“Cause there we are again on that the town street. You almost ran the red 'cause you were lookin' over me.”

DILUC was always clumsy when it comes to you. He seem to cant take his eyes off you. Even now, he didn't noticed that the traffic light went red already. He only stepped on the break when you shouted at him to.

Oh archons, he was whipped.

He apologized many times to you and promised to be more careful. You can only laugh at the blushing red-haired man and pinched his cheeks which made him burning red.

“I'll accept your apology once you stop looking at me while driving, okay?”

That one... he can't promise.

“Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red. You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin-sized bed. And your mother's telling stories 'bout you on the tee-ball team.”

THOMA's cheeks turned red when he saw you focusing on the photo album that his mom showed you. He sighed before sitting beside you while he placed the tray that contains snacks on the table.

“Are you done looking at it?” He asked as he closed the photo album and placed it on the table.

“Oh come on! I wasn't even done!” You exclaimed at him.

“It's embarrassing, okay?” He murmured while he took a bite of cookies that his mother made and subconsciously pouted at you which made you coo at him.

“What's there to be embarrassed about? You're adorable as a child!” You protested as you opened the photo album again and pointed at the picture of him grinning widely with his rosy chubby cheeks at five years old. “Look!”

He shook his head and continued eating while trying to calm down his pacing heart and flushed cheeks.

“Oh dear, do you want me to tell you the story of when he cried because his plant died and how he tried to revive it at the age six years old?” His mom entered the view and smirked at you and your lover.

“Ma!”

“Really!? Please do!”

“You told me 'bout your past thinking your future was me.”

When DILUC told you about his past, he was sure that he loves you beyond anything and all he really wants is to have a future with you in it.

He let you see the vulnerable and broken parts of him that he never let anyone see, except you. He wants to be bare open to you about everything about him; his life and him. He believes that being true to your lover is one of the fundamentals of a happy future.

He is happy with you. He loves you. He wants a future with you in it. Everything was already planned and all he needs to do is to ask your hand for a marriage.

But what he didn't expect is for you to ask him to separate ways. You told him there were alot of things that needs to be fixed and that includes you.

You believed that you're unworthy for him after hearing about his past. You believed that there is someone that can heal him and that someone isn't you. You saw as his world slowly revolves around you to the point that he can—and will—sacrifice his life for your eternal happiness.

And you don't want that. You don't want him to lose his life for someone like you... But now, it is slowly happening.

Unbeknownst to you, you didn't see that you are his last hope. That you are more than important to him. That you are his eternal happiness. That you are the one who keeps him sane. That... you are his life.

With you, everything is possible.

However, none of it matters right now as you dropped his hand and left him out there standing as crestfallen slowly lands on him...

“And then you wondered where it went to as I reached for you but a felt was shame, and you held my lifeless frame.”

ALBEDO can only have himself to blame for everything that happened to you. He blamed himself for allowing a relationship to sprout between you two. He blamed himself for not giving you enough time and love. He blamed himself for not paying attention on you. He blamed himself for neglecting you a lot of times.

He blamed himself for losing control...

The times that you tried to reach out to him after realizing that your relationship is slowly crumbling. The times that you were left sobbing at his outrage and ignorance. But you endured it all because that's always how Albedo is. You kept everything to yourself.

He regretted it. He regretted it all as he now held your lifeless body that he caused. He shouted and screamed for you to wake up. But you never did...

Everyone watched as he continued to lose control of himself more that is about to destroy mondstadt; to destroy everything as no one can stop him now that he lost you by his own hands.

He killed you, and he can't forgive himself even if he repented and atoned for the things he did to you.

“And I forget about you long enough to forget why I needed to.”

Loving XIAO was something that you told yourself you won't forget, ever. He was an enigma that you wanted to know. You are a curious being that pestered him every day.

He would have treasured you dearly if everything was at the right timing. He would have given you enough time if he only knew you'll forget him soon too as you grew older and older each day; your hair turning gray as wrinkles started appearing on your face in a blur.

He always keeps his eye on you even though he is slowly slipping out of your memories. Old age is making it hard for you to remember the sacred times you shared.

And when the time came that you asked for his name and who he is, he just knows this feeling is worst than his karmic debt.

To hate is something he can accept, but to forget... That is even worse than losing you. He wished that you hated and resented him instead.

Forgetting him is forgetting the love you had.

“'Cause there we are again in the middle of the night. We're dancing 'round the kitchen in the refrigerator light. Down the stairs, I was there, I remember it all too well.”

THOMA is everything you could have asked for. He is the type that everyone will want as their loyal and doting husband. That's why you feel so lucky to have him by your side.

It was 3 am when you and thoma decided to bake together. You opened the fridge open to gather some ingredients when you heard both of your favorite song started playing in the background. You glanced behind your back and saw him smiling at you. He reached out his hand to you.

“May you give me the pleasure of dancing with you?” He giggled. You can't help but do the same and gently placed your hand on his.

“I would love to,” You uttered.

It was then when the both of you got lost in the moment, forgetting the placed ingredients and bowls on the counter. Dancin’ and smiling like fools as you two laughed and twirl around the kitchen.

You won't ever forget how Thoma beamed as the refrigerator light shone behind him. You don't want this to end. You want to be with him like this for ever and ever.

“And there we are again when nobody had to know. You kept me like a secret, but I kept you like an oath.”

Being with AYATO was hell upon heaven. Happiness exist, of course, but only behind closed doors. He was a venom, but he's also an elixir. He's a sin but a blessing at the same time. His attention was short-lived but worth it everytime. Just one touch from him and you're gone... Softly melting into his fingers.

However, having an affair with him behind everyone's back was not that easy either. Your times with him are always limited and scheduled. And you can't see how much it's damaging you. You can't see how much you've become desperate for him.

The only thing you know is that he consumes your heart, body, mind, and soul. You were ready to fall from grace for him. Everything else won't matter anymore to you if you have this thing between you and him to last for eternity, to be seen by everyone, and for you to freely shout that he is yours and you are his.

But since when did you start thinking that he is yours?

You were always his, but he will never be yours. Your heart is his to keep. His heart isn't yours to feel.

Thinking too much is slowly making you out of your rationality. You watched as he happily conversed with a fair noble lady. You watched how he smiled and complimented her. You watched as he tried to make her smile and laugh with a few jokes here and there.

The flower he gave you earlier crumpled at your raging fist. Your heart was beating faster and you couldn't think straight. The jealousy was eating you up.

Just as you were about to storm towards them and make a scene. Another noble approached you and started a conversation. You didn't have a choice but to engage in and set all the feelings aside.

Later that night as everyone was seated around the big dining table. You were seated on Ayato's left side as an idea came into you that will prove if he's really committed to this thing between you two and if he can take risks and sacrifices for you.

You gathered courage as your right hand slowly approached his left hand that is resting on the table. Just as you are about to fully take his fingers, he smoothly brushed them off by using that same hand to grab his cup.

You felt your heart slowly shattered at this actions. You immediately drew back your hand to grab your chopsticks to eat. As you were chewing the food, you felt your eyes watered and you excused yourself. Ayato didn't even bother to send you a glance as you went out with a broken heart.

It was then that you realized that you are the only one who's willing to go far for this thing between you and him to progress. You cherished him, and he does too, he said, but not much as you do.

To him, maybe you're just a thing; an affair to be kept as a secret. But to you, this is love. He is the love that you oathed for.

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