#fluff angst

[jinisnuggets]

𝙎𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 (7) 𝙍𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙨

ᴾᵃⁱʳⁱⁿᵍˢ: ᶜᵒˡˡᵉᵍᵉ ˢᵗᵘᵈᵉⁿᵗ! ᴴᵉᵉˢᵉᵘⁿᵍ ˣ ᶜᵒˡˡᵉᵍᵉ ˢᵗᵘᵈᵉⁿᵗ! ᶠᵉᵐ! ᴿᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

ᵂᵒʳᵈ ᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗ: ³.³ᵏ

ᴳᵉⁿʳᵉ: ᵃⁿᵍˢᵗ, ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠ

ᵂᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ: ᴷⁱˢˢⁱⁿᵍ, ᵘⁿⁿᵒᵗⁱᶜᵉᵈ ˡᵒᵛᵉ, ᵃⁿᵍˢᵗ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃ ʰᵃᵖᵖʸ ᵉⁿᵈⁱⁿᵍ

ˢʸⁿᵒᵖˢⁱˢ: ʸᵒᵘ'ᵛᵉ ˡⁱᵏᵉᵈ ᴴᵉᵉˢᵉᵘⁿᵍ ˢⁱⁿᶜᵉ ᶠʳᵉˢʰᵐᵃⁿ ʸᵉᵃʳ ʸᵉᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵃᶠʳᵃⁱᵈ ʰᵉ'ᵈ ⁿᵉᵛᵉʳ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᵐᵉ ʷᵃʸ, ˢᵒ ᵉᵛᵉʳʸ ʸᵉᵃʳ ʸᵒᵘ ᵍᵃᵗʰᵉʳᵉᵈ ᵃ ⁿᵉʷ ʳᵒˢᵉ.

ᴬ/ᴺ: ˢᵒʳʳʸ ᶠᵒʳ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵘᵖˡᵒᵃᵈⁱⁿᵍ, ᴵ'ᵛᵉ ᵇᵉᵉⁿ ʷᵒʳᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱᵗ ᵗᵒᵒᵏ ˡᵒⁿᵍᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵉˣᵖᵉᶜᵗᵉᵈ...

One year meant one more rose,

It had become a tradition as time passed and things changed.

The first year meant one rose, a rose that would die out within the first few weeks of it being in a vase, petals falling onto your table and then into the floor, just to be picked up and thrown into the trash.

Two years meant two roses, yet another rose that would die out within the first few weeks, petals falling onto the floor to be thrown into the trash.

Three years equals three roses, four equals four, and so on.

And today… today you put the fifth rose into your vase, five years had passed since your crush on him, the crush you held onto since freshman year… the crush you could never get over no matter how much your friends told you to.

No matter how many times it was demanded to get over him, you just couldn't and you knew it was helpless trying… because you would never stop seeing that smiling face that you fell in love with. At night you would go to sleep thinking about his laugh, accompanied by his words of assurance.

You had seen everything he had to offer, except for his romantic care, you couldn't help but remember the old times when you didn't worry about having to hide it from him, you didn't have to shield any side of you. Even when you started out on opposite ends of the battlefield, you began fighting on the same enemy in the end. So why couldn't you get over him? Why couldn't you stop thinking about him when he already gave you more than enough?

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You entered the almost empty college classroom and found your friends sitting near the door, Jake with a turned chair and lunch on his lap and Sunghoon sitting on the opposite side of his chair, both facing Heeseung and Sunoo.

You sat down next to Sunoo, who was busy talking about the latest school drama. He would say random things like how someone just began dating someone, then going to who was absent that day and some, according to him, cool school theories that he found online or heard around from gossip.

You interrupted, “where's Jay?” questioning why he hadn't yet gotten to the table, he was really the only one missing. Jungwon and Ni-Ki wouldn't be showing up due to their own personal schedules, and since usually Jay was among the first to arrive at the designated meet up place, it was a bit confusing.

“He had to stay in class for a bit longer to help with a bit of cleaning.” Jake responded.

“What!?” Who would question you for being confused when your first automatic thought was the image of Jay deciding to be malicious and make a mess without going noticed, but it backfired when the teacher walked in on him and made him stay after class for the cleanup… which was, of course, very out of character for him.

“Voluntary work.” Jake corrected as you took a sigh of relief, you weren't prepared for Jay to suddenly shift personalities like that and if anyone in the friend group was the type to the point that if they did you wouldn't be surprised, it was obviously Jake.

Sunghoon glanced over at Heeseung, who was too busy spacing out with his thumb lightly pressing against his lip and eyes hyper focused on whatever entity could've been in front of him this time.

“Earth to Heeseung.” Sunghoon muttered, taking his fork and diving into his meal, Heeseung’s gaze shifted to Sunghoon and somewhat spaced out again before he shaked his head lightly and leaning back on his chair.

“You okay?” Jake asked, noticing his silence ever since class ended, Heeseung looked over at Jake and nodded, “Yeah… just had a busy mind all day.”

Sunoo gasped dramatically, bringing his hand up to cover his mouth, “Looks like someone has a crush~”. Heeseung chuckled lightly and stayed silent, Sunghoon shared a shocked and confused expression before glancing over at you.

“Do you actually like someone?” Jake asked, unsure of what to expect, as Heeseung had only liked one person whom he was aware of, and he didn't even know he had gotten over her. Sunoo, the king of drama and gossip, didn't even know Heeseung had liked someone in his lifetime.

“I wouldn't say that- but…” scratching the back of his neck nervously, ears turning red as he began getting anxious on what to respond..

You couldn't help but jump back in surprise to his response, you hadn't heard him like this before and you weren't even aware he was capable of having romantic feelings for anyone in the first place. “Who is it?”

“Yena.”

“Kim Yena!?” Sunghoon asked in surprise, out of everyone he didn't expect Heeseung to respond with the name of a somewhat popular girl in school. He had never seen the two of them interact so it was out of place and felt strange, the only similarity he thought the two shared was the fact that they were studying the same thing and shared a couple of classes.

“Yeah- I recently got close with her after we were paired to work on a project together, we've been working together a lot on other class assignments, and I've been feeling a little strange around her recently. I don't really know how I feel about her, you know?”

You all glanced at each other in shock before looking back at Heeseung.

“Does she kinda suit your type?”

Sunoo raised his eyebrow a tad bit as Sunghoon sent a glare at him… you waved Sunghoon’s gaze because you hadn't told Sunoo how you felt about Heeseung so it wasn't at all his fault and you’d probably be the same if you were in his place.

“It's not that she doesn't, but I just don't know. I mean there's a lot of people who suit my ideal type yet I don't have any romantic feelings for them.”

“I didn't even know you had gotten over girl A.”

“Wait there was a girl A? And I didn't know!?”

Again, Sunghoon sent a glare to Jake and Sunoo for their mindless comments to which you just waved off, he was really the only one who knew in the table group and you didn't really know what he made such a big deal over.

Sunghoon stood up and grabbed his wallet from his pocket.

“I noticed that none of us have drinks so I'm gonna go buy us some, what would you guys like?”

“Water”

“Coke”

“I'll just take some juice or banana milk if there is.”

Sunghoon nodded, “Y/n can you help me?”

“Yeah, of course.” You stood up and accompanied Sunghoon out of the classroom, walking over to the vending machine that was nearest to the classroom, that was mostly a joke since it was the nearest but still a decently far walk, you helped him take all the drinks that he passed over to you.

“You okay?” He asked, still facing the vending machine but with a tint of concern filling the cleaner corners of his voice. You smiled lightly, glad he had the care to ask in the first place as you softly nodded.

“Yeah, I'm okay. I saw it coming.”

Sunghoon passed you 2 bottles of banana milk, one was for you and the other was for Heeseung, you also held Jake's coke as he held Sunoo’s water and his own apple juice.

“You've liked him for a long time, isn't it rough for you?”

“Yeah it is- I have five flowers in my vase and will probably be adding a sixth one next year, but it's okay.”

“You're still doing that rose thing?”

“Yeah, I'll continue until I get over him, I mean it's not much work, I just find a new rose every year on the same day and put it inside the vase-”

“Isn't it a bit obsessive?” He interrupted, “I thought you would've stopped by the second year.”

“I thought so too, but I guess I'm still going at it.” You chuckled, trying to make a small joke to lighten up the tense mood.

“What happened, y'all seem so moody.” a familiar voice called from the other end of the hallway, not far away but far enough for the voice to slightly echo.

It was Jay, he was coming from the other side of the school, probably from his volunteer work, you waved as he caught up to the both of you.

“What's wrong? Why are you guys so awkward? you both look like a broken up relationship who happened to run into each other in the hallway, being forced to walk next to each other because they were being held at gunpoint.”

You snorted a bit, he wasn't wrong but you couldn't hold back a grin as you hated his explanation to describe you and the tall guy who stood next to you.

Sunghoon rolled his eyes, “It's cause Heeseung recently confessed he likes that Yena girl.”

“Like Kim Yena!?”

“Yeah, the Yena he shares a major with.”

Jay made a face and looked at you. Jay was the only other person you had confessed your feelings about Heeseung with and now you were somewhat regretting it, he was always supportive about it but you really did dislike the extra attention you were receiving the moment Heeseung decided to have a love of his own, he was allowed to so you didn't understand the attention and attitude from it.

“Before you ask, yes I'm okay.”

Jay side eyed you and nodded lightly, “okay, that's good.”

“So what are you gonna do now?” Sunghoon questioned you, trying to hold his gaze from shifting to you in order to avoid making you uncomfortable.

“Nothing I guess, just wait and see what happens.”

Jay took the lead in the self proclaimed interview that was taking place, “What if Heeseung comes to you for advice, you're his closest female friend after all so what will you do?”

Sighing, you put your head down, tempted to burst open your banana milk and drink it all in one gulp, “I will do what any good friend would and give him good, critical advice.” You responded, turning away from the both of them to avoid them seeing your already watering eyes.

Both of them stayed quiet the rest of the way, giving you the chance to cool down from the tornado of feelings that you were probably having, Jay offered to take the drinks from you to give you a chance to go to the bathroom and get yourself together.

You really, really, hated feelings.

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Heeseung was playing with his pencil as you both sat outside your club room door.

You both had walked together but there happened to be no one else in the hallway, assuming your teacher was still in their break as the classroom seemed to be locked and empty as well, you simply sat down, resting your back against the wall and waited.

“What should I do?” You heard Heeseung mumble, it was obvious he was directing the question to you, but you were too busy on your game to even care to notice.

“Y/n- I'm sorry to put this on you but, how should I handle this situation?”

You glanced at him, ignoring him for a moment before pausing your game and looking up at the ceiling, you thought about a good way to respond, leaning your head back to allow it to rest on the wall behind you.

“I think you should take things slow with her, I used to be friends with her for some time so I can guarantee you that she's a loyal person, if she shows interest for someone it's probably not gonna go anywhere until she manages to get closer to them.”

“So she's a loyal person.”

“Mhm, I really hate to say it but if there's a person I can bet all my money on saying they will never go clubbing or cheat on a partner, it'd probably be her.”

Heesung finally looked your way, keeping his eyes fixed on you, paying keen attention to your words, “What happened between you two?”

“Eh, we kinda just shifted, just stopped talking, we didn't argue or end on bad terms or anything.”

You noticed his interest go back to you, he nodded, leaning his head on your shoulder and granting himself the permission to take a small rest on you, shutting his eyes to save them from the burning sensation they had.

“You're an amazing person Y/n.”

“Not that amazing.” You grinned.

“You are, you put others happiness before your own, I really wish you would value yourself a little more though.”

You smiled, leaning your own head on his to keep him in place, you both took some time to rest before hearing the hearing footsteps of someone approaching you, Heeseung had already fallen asleep by that point... he hadn't been feeling so well that day so he was quite tired.

Kim Yena was truly one of the most beautiful people you've ever met, she was gorgeous both inside and outside, so truthfully… You were a bit glad that Heeseung had a crush on her rather than anyone else, even though you were a bit upset, you did have to learn how to get over him even if it meant the hard way.

And so, you kept your word and gave Heeseung good, justified advice… the best you could give and Heeseung never failed in showing you just how thankful he was for you, inviting you out to eat and taking you shopping.

However, despite trying to seem happy in front of his eyes, behind the curtains you cried a lot, trying to think of why it had to be you who ended up heart broken in the end despite your loyal love for your best friend for the past five years that soon became six.

Six roses in your vase, the fifth flower already dark and gloomy from the time it's been sitting in the same place. You sat on your counter and quietly sobbed as you remembered the years you'd been with him, and the time which you presumed as miserable, freshman year. Things were no longer you and Heeseung, because he had already gone on multiple dates with Yena, all which went well.

Heeseung called you and even though he avoided bringing up the topic, you wanted to know so you always brought it up yourself. In person you couldn't look him in the eyes, when you saw him part of you felt betrayed even though you had no reason to feel that way.

All of those feelings continued until the seventh date… when Heeseung finally asked her to be his girlfriend…

“She rejected you…?”

“Mhm.”

“What!? Why!?”

“She didn't like me in that way.”

“Then why did she even go out with you to begin with?”

“I don't really know.”

“What else did she tell you?”

“She likes someone else, and that she just couldn't really bring herself to like someone else.”

“I'm sorry that happened… she just wasn't the right one…”

“I don't really know what I saw in her… I liked someone who didn't even glance in my direction.”

You didn't know what to say, you felt terrible for being glad that she didn't share the same feelings for him, even though it meant that he would probably be upset for multiple days on end.

“If it makes you feel better, I feel the same way too.”

“So you did like someone?” Heeseung asked, you somewhat regretted speaking, so you just silently nodded.

“I still do.”

“Who is it?”

You stayed silent for a moment, unsure of what to respond with. You didn't think about your word choice before so now you had to bear with the feeling of the realization coming through.

“Someone who never looked in my direction.”

Heeseung chuckled lightly and brushed your hair, soothing you and getting rid of any and all tension between you both.

“I think everyone has looked in your direction at one point…”

“And this is the exact reason why I just hate you so much…”

Heeseung flinched slightly, taken aback from your harsh words, “Excuse me…?”

“You always make things so difficult for me.”

“I'm sorry, I don't understand -”

“I swear to god, everytime I try to get over you, you always seem to do or say something that just draws me right back into your stupid trap.”

“Pardon me…?”

“I like you okay? I know it's stupid and trust me I've told myself that multiple times too… but every single time I try to walk away or get my mind away from you, you just have to pop back into my mind and completely brainwash me again.”

Silence filled the room, you brought your hands up to your head and held it. Headaches coming across from all the sudden emotions that ran through your veins.

“You like me…?”

It was the moment you realized that you had let your intrusive side take over. You really just wanted to disappear.

“Crap, I'm sorry. It was stupid of me to say that-”

Before you could finish you felt a finger press up against your lips, the slight feeling of your ear being massaged.

“I like you too… a lot actually…”

“What…?”

Were you dreaming or was your brain playing tricks on you? Making you hear what you wanted to hear..?

“I liked you for a long time actually… but I thought you would never view me in that way so I forced myself to get over you… even though I knew I never could, and I never would…”

“I don't know how to respond-”

“You don't need to… actions show more than words…”

He pressed his palm against your cheek and brushed your cheek bone, kissing your lips lightly and brushing his skin against yours, allowing those few moments of contact to take control and do all the talking.

That was all the confirmation either of you needed.

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Lightly kissing your boyfriend's collarbone, allowing yourself to sink onto the couch with him below you, hearing his soft breaths and hisses brush against your neck and travel into your ear.

You slowly stood up from your topping position as he lightly covered his eyes with his arm and chuckled.

“Stop being shy now.” you teased, and he waved his arms in dismissal.

“I'm not- I'm just thinking about things…”

You rolled your eyes at the thought of him possibly overthinking things about the relationship again, you resumed your activities and went back to kissing his collarbone, putting your hand under his shirt and onto his stomach to feel his abs.

“I love you- I hope you know that…”

“You can love me as much as you want, but I love you more.”

You fell onto his chest, allowing yourself to rest on him and shut your eyes to relax, his house was always a cozy place, almost like a second home to you. It comforted you to be there just like the way the owner of the house did, you put your head over his shoulder and noticed a singular rose petal laying on the floor.

You smirked lightly at your initial thought that your boyfriend had possibly bought you flowers in celebration of your first couple of months together as a couple, so you began looking around with your eyes until your eyes landed on the counter.

Which held a small vase of roses… not any typical roses however, the roses found in the vase were very well out of state and pretty much dead, they had been there for a while.

All except one of course, which looked new and recently brought in.

And when you counted, you saw a total of 7 Roses.

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[milkytheholy1]

Are you happy?

Wanda Maximoff x FReader

Minor spoilers for Doctor Strange in the Multiverse of Madness

Ultimate Masterlist. Marvel Masterlist.

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"C'mon, mom, join us!" Billy begged, him and his brother were tugging on Wanda's arm; forcing her to join them on the couch. She sent you a look of help, eyes desperate but you knew she was only joking.

"Help me~" she mouthed out with a smile, you simply shook your head and laughed, "Sorry, it's out of my hands." you shrugged. You stood back in the kitchen, stirring a small bowl of ice cream, a fleeting smile on your lips. Just this morning you were laughing with your neighbour Ralph about the cats constantly crushing the tulips in his garden, though you caught the true perpetrator seconds later.

Or more accurately, perpetrators. Plural.

A football (soccer) came tumbling over the flowers, crushing them completely by force. Ralph almost blew a gasket, growing red in the face and nearly tearing his newspaper. Billy and Tommy soon came running over, their faces filled with apology "Ooooh, my bad." Tommy muttered out.

You pointed a glare at them both, trying your hardest to look annoyed, "Boys, what do we say?" They both sighed, looking down before meeting the eyes of Ralph, "We're sorry, Mr Bonner."

"We didn't mean to, Tommy just kicked the ball too hard." Billy confessed earning a jab from Tommy, "Dude!" looks like Billy had just ratted his brother out. Ralph sighed, waving the two boys off, "Water under the bridge, boys."

The pair dashed away back inside, taking their tulip crusher with them. Ralph let out a small chuckle, old eyes crinkling with a smile, "I'll never understand how you and Wanda deal with them."

"Aw, they're not too bad, Ralph." you started moving back into the house, hearing Wanda with a grumpy tone could only mean she had caught wind of the boys' accident. And a grumpy Wanda meant a grumpy household.

"Same time again tomorrow?" you asked Ralph, to which he nodded "See you then, my dear." he then hobbled away to his own home. When you had entered your beautiful home, you were just nearing the end of Wanda's rant to the boys.

"How about some ice cream?" you suggested to lighten the mood, although Wanda disapproved at first she eventually came around and that's what led you to this moment. Watching her with the boys, sat on the couch with a bowl of strawberry ice cream in her hands. You had never seen her smile so wide, never seen her laugh so loud.

You were so happy, you don't think anything could ruin this moment.

"Hey, (Y/N), my beautiful wife, could you get that extra cosy blanket from upstairs. I think it's on our bed?" Wanda asked, tilting her head backwards to catch your eyes. The boys were bouncing beside her, no doubt on a sugar high, you beamed, "Of course, my darling."

You charted upstairs, going off to your shared bedroom where, of course, there was no blanket. You began lifting up the bedding, even looking under the bed but nothing.

"'On the bed' she said, on the bed my ass." you huffed out. Just as you opened the closest door a loud bang erupted from downstairs, then screaming...it sounded like...THE BOYS!

You dashed downstairs, possibly faster than the speed of light; what you saw you couldn't comprehend. There was a large hole - or maybe portal - besides your t.v, the couch had been flung to the other side of the room along with some toys and the carpet. 

The boys were hiding behind the railing of the stairs, whimpering. A woman was crawling towards them, she perched on the last step trying to reach them, but she was hesitant. The woman looked recognisable, just enough. The ginger looks were something you hadn't seen for a long time, but you knew it was her.

"Wanda?" you all but muttered out, tilting your head in confusion. She turned to you with red eyes and tear-stained cheeks, she left the boys, eyes solely on you as you took another step down.

That was Wanda alright, just not your Wanda. You noted her black fingertips, the chard ends of her cape, the cuts and scrapes along her skin. The more you descended the stairs, the more Wanda broke on the inside just from seeing you. She tried to make a move toward you, but you took a protective step back, making yourself taller than her in the process. 

Out of the corner of your eye, you could faintly see the shape of another body lying on the ground, taking a quick glance you caught your Wanda. She was batted and bruised, a small cut was gushing blood from her forehead. You felt your insides burn, if you weren't already on high alert just from seeing this woman in your home then you definitely were now.

There was an emotion on this other Wanda's face that you couldn't quite grasp, something between anxiety and heartbreak. A soft whimper brought you back into reality, your sons were cowering away from her, they were scared and that made you angry. 

You turned back to Wanda with a glare, "Whoever you are, stay the hell away from my family." Your hands lit up, blades of light being your only weapon to stop her. It was your power, after all, manipulating light, bending it to your will. 

This other Wanda had begun crying, arms stretching out to you then coiling back in around her chest, "No, I-I'm your wife...it's me, p-please." she was begging. You took more steps down the stairs until you stood in front of her, the blades you carried creating a yellow aura around you both. Only mere inches away from her, you looked her up and down with hate "You're not my wife, you're a monster."

The other Wanda stepped back, wounded by your words. She repeatedly shook her head, eyes glowing red once more. You stood in front of the boys, protecting them with every last ounce of your life; if it came to that.

"No," Wanda growled out, her hands grew red, a much deeper colour than her eyes. Suddenly your body felt encapsulated, unable to move a single muscle. The boys' pleas fell on deaf ears as you were thrown against a wall, your body forcing itself through to the kitchen.

By now, your actual wife, your Wanda had regained consciousness. She stood on wobbly legs, looking towards you with a gasp. Billy and Tommy sprinted to her side, soon moving to you when their mother went to fight. 

"You can't make them love you." her voice rung out, she wasn't just angry anymore, she was enraged. How dare someone come after her family, after all she had been through.

"I've done it before," the other Wanda huffed out, her voice echoing with darkness; there was almost something cold and lifeless about her tone.

"That wasn't real love." by now you stood by your wife's side, she was almost surprised to see you up so quickly. The other Wanda looked to you, tilting her head and emphasising that begging tone again, "Please, I can be just like her...if not better." 

You shook your head, shooting your hand towards the ground as another blade of light formed "You won't have her love."

The other Wanda stopped, her eyes returning back to their normal colour, her hands no longer glowing blood red. She looked back to Billy and Tommy, the fear in their eyes was something she never wanted to see. She then looked towards you, even though you hid it well, Wanda could still see you were scared.

Wanda crumbled to the ground and began to cry, red mist flowing from under her as her knees hit the ground. You approached this other Wanda with caution, still holding the light blade with care. You took her chin into your hands, showing a small sign of sympathy "You can't force people to love you, Wanda. I can't imagine what you lost to get you to this point, but you have to look around and question, was it worth it?"

No matter how she looked or what she did, she was still a Wanda. The way you saw it, this was still your wife, your wife Wanda. On your wedding day, you had promised to love Wanda no matter what, and today it appeared this was the no matter what.

"I-I don't have anyone, I'm alone." she closed her eyes, fresh tears falling down her cheeks. You rubbed them away with the tip of your thumb, "You're never alone, Wanda. No matter what multiverse you're from, I will always love you."

More tears began to fall, and that's when you saw the girl through the portal. She looked equally, if not more, scared than you. You could see the cuts on her face, see the damage in the background. You then looked to the Wanda beneath you.

She was covered in blood and knowing her strength, it wasn't her own. You could smell the fire, she stunk of smoke and ashes. This may have been a Wanda, but you couldn't excuse what she had done.

"But this isn't your home," you continued in a whisper, her eyes fluttered open, pleading with you, "Only good people can be loved." you let go of her chin, stepping away from her to return back to your family. Wanda caught her doppelganger's eyes, she saw the way your hands intertwined the moment you were close enough. 

That's when it all started to make sense to her, this wasn't what she wanted. She wanted her family, she never wanted to be apart from them and yet here she was...destroying a family, her family. Wanda supposed she'd never be able to sleep again, only being able to picture the faces of her children as they stared at her in fear.

Wanda stood from the ground, nodding her head slowly, keeping her gaze on the ground. She walked back to the star-shaped portal and left, the whole thing collapsing in on itself and leaving your world dark.

Wanda stood beside America Chavez, wiping away the tears like they were nothing. Memories of old came to her, times before and after Westview. The moment the two of you first met at the Avenger's tower, or when you challenged her to a game of pool and cheated...Even your first date.

She held back the smile, knowing the fate that was presented to you, presented to her. She shook the memories away, staring up at the looming throne, it called to her.

"I know what I have to do."

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[running-with-kn1ves]

A Different Scent

Male! Werewolf X GN! Reader

A/N: sorry for the hiatuses-- it's exam season and I'm trying to survive. This was inspired by a manga I've been reading and werewolf ASMR-- strange but hey it created this pile of soft (?) angst!

Synopsis: your werewolf boyfriend comes home to find another mans smell on you, leading him to become quite the insecure and suspicious lover.

TW: LOADS of angst, cheating accusations, jealousy, fluff, reverse comfort

"I'm home!" 

A booming voice traveled down the hall accompanied by even louder footsteps. 

"Where are you? Sweetheart?" 

"In here!" You called from down the basement. 

You heard his sigh of relief as he walked down the basement steps. 

"What're you doing down there?" He bent down to avoid hitting the wooden beam near the door. 

Wiping sweat from your forehead, you looked at your hard work. 

"Oh just... spring cleaning." 

There were piles of items ranging from old photo albums to unused car parts, thanks to the man across from you. He liked to store a variety of things down in the basement if he thought he would use them someday. He never did. 

The basement had looked like a hoarder's home until you came into the picture. 

"Cal, how did you let your house get this bad?" You stared in disbelief at your boyfriend. 

He shrugged, throwing down his gym bag on the dusty floor. 

"Dunno. Anyway, aren't you gonna say hi to me?" 

"Hi." You deadpanned, returning back to the accumulation of items on the floor. 

He pouted at the response. 

"Awe that's no way to treat the man who you love." 

"Are you sure about that? Maybe you deserve a bit of reprimanding for all this stashed trash." 

Cal let out a playful grunt and pulled you into his arms. Lifting you off the ground he moved back toward the stairs. 

"Wait! I'm not done in here-" 

"And?" He hoisted you over his shoulder. "Aren't I more important than some junk?" 

"That's not the point let me down!" You beat against his back but Cal kept walking. You could see his tail wagging from behind, excited you were in his grasp. He was so ready to squeeze something soft and warm after such a long day. 

Sometimes, it was a real hassle having a werewolf as a boyfriend. 

His ears twitched with excitement as he headed up the stairs to the couch. You grumbled, failing to get out of his grip. 

"C'mon let me go!" 

"Never." Cal muffled into your side as he kissed your abdomen. He tossed you onto the couch as you let out an "oomph!"

"I've been waiting all day for this." He grinned, looking down at you as you laid at his mercy. 

He was often affectionate, but tonight was a whole other level. Without warning, he jumped on top of you as you cried out. 

"No, I'm all sweaty! And I need to finish--" 

He cut you off as he smothered you with kisses. "So am I-- but you don't see me making a big deal out of it." He inhaled your smell, traveling down to your neck. "m'just got back from the gym too. Don't cha wanna see how hard I worked?" 

You covered your face, embarrassed at how he was slowly inching his shirt up. You pulled his hands back down and looked away. 

"You're so embarrassing..." 

"You're right," he pulls your hands towards his and entwines them with his own. "I want to smell you first before I go there.." 

"No!" You cried out, embarrassed even more than before. But Cal didn't listen. 

"Calhaun," you warned, using his full name to show your seriousness.

But he mischievously smiled, not listening to a word you said. Before you could stop him he pinned your hands next to you and buried his face into your chest. 

You squirmed as he inhale your scent. 

"Don't," you whined. "I've been cleaning all day I don't--" 

He mumbled against your chest as you squirmed around. 

"M’smell so good..." Cal removed his hands from yours and ran them down your body. "I've been waiting all day for this." 

You tried once more to get up, but his weight was too much. He laughed against you and crept a hand up your shirt. 

Sighing out of defeat, you looked down at him with a heated face. 

"Don't try anything mister." 

"Oh ye, of little faith."

He laughed and traveled down your abdomen, smelling each inch of you. 

"Your smell... is so sweet.." he massaged your flesh and dug his face under your shirt. "But...what's this...?" 

"What? What is it?" You feared for the worst, knowing all of Cal's senses were far sharper than yours. 

"It's..." he lifted your shirt up further, his nose pressed against your stomach. "Something different, it's not your smell." 

You looked at him with a perplexed expression. 

"It smells like...another man." 

"Huh?" 

"Someone else's scent... it's musky. Barely there but I can smell it. " 

Cal’s voice dropped in pitch as he began to grip tighter onto you. 

"Why... Do you smell like that?" All playfulness in his voice left. "I thought you said you were home all day." 

He climbed up from your stomach and moved to stare into your eyes. His expression was dark, giving you a thin frown and drooped ears. 

"I was!" 

"So why do you smell different, You were here with another man alone?"

"No-- I, I just had some friends over to help..." 

"Male friends. Of which are always trying to get into your pants." 

"They aren't like that.." you mumbled. Cal stared you down. 

"They arent like that, really? Then tell me who came." 

"Just.. the guys you met last week." 

"Right."

Cal grit his teeth, his body tensing up."So the ones who were all over you. Touching you and talking about your ass all night."

You gripped Cal's hand that held pressure in your own. The dark look that washed over his eyes made you nervous. 

"That's not true." You frowned. 

"Yeah? Cause I saw them gawking at you the entire time. I heard the words come straight out of their mouths." 

"They just came to help out!" 

"You're too nice for your own good you know that!? theyll take advantage of you any second they get!" Cal shouted back. 

You went silent, unable to make eye contact with him. His words had some semblance of truth. Some of your friends had tried to make a move on you, but you always thought it was a joke or just a friendly gesture. 

"If you dont love me than just say it." He mumbled. 

You stared in shock at him.

"What… why would you say that…" 

"Forget it." Cal pouted, moving off of you. 

"I mean if you were gonna cheat at least get that scent off before you see me." He said barely above a whisper. 

"That's-- how could you say such a thing?!" 

Cal looked guilty, uncrossing his arms. 

"I'm sorry I didn't mean that…" 

"Do you not trust me? Do you really think I'd hurt you like that!?" 

"No I do trust you," Cal grabbed your hands desperately at seeing your bewilderment. "But I don't trust them. I'm..." 

"What?" 

"I'm-- gosh I don't want to say it!'' Cal lowered his voice. "I'm… intimidated by them..." 

"...intimidated?" You could hardly stifle a laugh. 

Cal? Intimidated? Your 200 pounds of muscle werewolf boyfriend was scared of your friends' intentions? 

"I promise you there's nothing to be afraid of when it comes to them." You brought his face into your hands. 

"Yeah I know I know," He fidgeted and looked away. "But I can't help it when everytime you smell like them, it makes me so... ugh." 

"Awe..." you couldn't resist. He looked so cute pouting. "I dont think I've ever seen you jealous before." You teased. 

"I'm..I'm not jealous!" 

"You looked at him with your eyebrows raised and an emotionless stare. 

"Okay, maybe i'm a little jealous. But so what! I'm allowed to be jealous." 

You laughed and kissed his cheek. 

Cal smiled into your hand and pressed his lips against your palm. Despite his small grin, the worry from his eyes didn't leave. 

"That's not all, is it?" 

"No," He muffled into your hand. "But it's fine." 

Cal kissed your fingertips, moving down to your wrist then to the rest of your arm. His soft, wolf-like ears flattened against the side of his head.

"No, you can't just avoid the question like that," 

You tried to pull your hand away but Cal kept his grip. Your struggle made the werewolf take matters into his own hands, pinning your hands behind you as he pulled you into his lap. 

"Let me go." You faced him defiantly. 

"And why should I?" 

Cal looked smug, pressing his chest up to touch yours. 

But despite his cheekiness, an idea brewed in your head. 

"Alright, fine. But if I have to stay here, you're going to tell me why you're still upset." You gave him a deep grin. 

Cal rolled his eyes letting out a dramatic sigh. 

"It's not all that important!" He looked conflicted, deciding whether or not to answer you. "It's just.. sometimes I think, maybe you'd want someone normal," He stares at the ceiling, holding onto your waist limply. "Yknow, someone who won't slobber all over you when he kisses you." He laughs sadly but it turns into a frown. "Someone who doesn't crush you everytime he tries to give you a hug, or is afraid of scratching you. " 

Cal suddenly looked uncomfortable at the thought of touching you. 

"Oh Cal," you say with pity in your voice. 

"Don't do that." He puts a hand over his eyes. "You know as well as I do. You never stopped to think for a moment of how our future would be? What you're going to have to face?" 

"Of course but I-" you swallowed thickly.  "I never thought of it that way. It has never been a chore for me or a fear to be with you. I think of us with... excitement." You were desperate for him to look at you. "Cal, listen, I don't want anyone else. Look at me."

 You cupped his cheeks and pressed your nose against his. "No one else. I don't care if you're messy sometimes or a bit too strong, I love those things about you." 

Cal stared back, hanging onto every word, waiting for a 'but,' or a look of deceit. But neither came. 

"Are you sure…?" He said in a low whisper.

"Positive." You ruffled his hair and looked into his eyes. "I love you, and nothing will ever change that." 

Your sincere voice was like music to his ears. Cal smiled against you, grabbing your waist to secure his hold. 

"Say that again?" He asked. 

"I said--" you looked back down at him to see a triumphant grin on his full lips. "Nevermind." 

"No no! Say it again, what was that?" 

"Now you're just teasing me--!" 

Your face grew hot with cal kissing your neck and pleading for you to repeat yourself. 

It was the first time you ever spoke the words 'I love you' to him. His soft, animalistic ears flicked against your chin as he ran his lips down your body. Suffocating you with a hug, Cal's large tail flicked from behind, swishing back and forth like a happy dog. 

"NOW you're gonna crush me--" you managed to choke out between his sloppy kisses and the squeezing fingers gripping you. 

Cal's nails were dangerously close to cutting the dip of your back; his hold on you decreased as he whispered next to your ear. His hot breath fanned over face, lips threatening to consume you. 

"I love you too."

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𝗥𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗕𝗼𝘅!💓💌

𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙄 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧🍓:

－𝑀𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑎𝑐𝑎𝑑𝑒mia

－ 𝑇𝑜𝑘𝑦𝑜 𝑔ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙

－ 𝑡𝑜𝑘𝑦𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠

－ 𝑛𝑎𝑟𝑢𝑡𝑜

－𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑙

－ 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑜𝑛 𝑡𝑖𝑡𝑎𝑛

－ 𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ

－ 𝑗𝑢𝑗𝑢𝑡𝑠𝑢 𝑘𝑎𝑖𝑠𝑒𝑛

－𝑏𝑢𝑛𝑔𝑜 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑦 𝑑𝑜𝑔𝑠

－𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑒𝑟

－ 𝑔𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡𝑎

－ ℎ𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑥 ℎ𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟

－ℎ𝑎𝑖𝑘𝑦𝑢𝑢

（𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝘀𝗻’𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝗜’𝗹𝗹 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗯𝗮𝗯𝗹𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗽𝗹𝘂𝘀 𝗜 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘀𝗼 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮𝘀𝗸)

𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙤 🎀:

－ 𝑖 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑓𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓 𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑠

－𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑛𝑠𝑓𝑤 𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑠

－𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑠𝑡 𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑎𝑟𝑖𝑜𝑠

－𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑜 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑖𝑓 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑑

－ 𝑖 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑜 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑓𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑠�𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙

- 𝑖 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑖𝑓 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑑

－ 𝑖 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑏𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑜 𝑐𝑟𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑜

𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙙𝙤 🚫:

－𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑝𝑖𝑠𝑠

－𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑑𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑔𝑜𝑟𝑒

－𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑏𝑖𝑔 𝑜𝑓 𝑎𝑛 𝑎𝑔𝑒 𝑔𝑎𝑝 ( 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗼𝗿 𝘅 𝗮𝗱𝘂𝗹𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗻𝗼 𝗴𝗼) 𝑏𝑜𝑡ℎ ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑒 18 𝑖𝑓 𝑖𝑡’𝑠 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑛𝑠𝑓𝑤

－𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑑𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑡

－𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑑𝑜 𝑎𝑛𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑡

- 𝑎𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑜 𝑓𝑒𝑚 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑢𝑝 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑑𝑜 𝑖𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝐼 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑖𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟

(𝗶’𝗹𝗹 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗯𝗮𝗯𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗱𝗱 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗻)

𝙍𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩💘:

－ 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑐 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑓 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑖𝑡 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑦 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦

－𝑖 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑐ℎ𝑒𝑐𝑘 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝐼 𝑚𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡

－ 𝑖 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝑟𝑦 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑚𝑜𝑠𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑓 𝐼 𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑑𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝐼 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑖𝑓 𝐼 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔

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[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

feeling called out today

credit: _ADWills

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[mcntsee]

The real barbie is Y/n.

Y/n’s a doctor, a cop, a scientist, an agent, vet, hero, villain, astronaut, lawyer, spy, criminal, artist, chef, engineer, psychologist, architect, journalist, firefighter, event planner, mechanic, photographer, musician, actor, interior designer, bartender, fashion designer, barista, florist, forensic scientist, flight attendant, profiler, tour guide, translator, etc.

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[sttoru]

sukunas fav concubine being bullied by the other concubines?? maybe they push her into the fountain 👀👀👀

·.⌇ 𝐒𝐘𝐍𝐎𝐏𝐒𝐈𝐒. being bullied because you’re sukuna’s favorite concubine is nothing out of the ordinary. when sukuna finally notices the harassment you’re going through, he doesn’t hold back.

wc. 2.2k-ish

tags. true form!sukuna x concubine! female reader. fluff, angst (hurt to comfort). heian era. bullying. one mention of d.ecapitation. vile language. reader gets called ‘brat’. beta reading? what’s that

“she’s got nothing going on for her,” “right? i don’t get what he sees in her,” “tch—he’s only using her for her body anyway,” “duhh. he can’t be pleased by her looks. i mean, she’s really ugly. i bet he thinks of her as just ‘nother hole to use. . .”

and the shushed gossips continue. the concubines hanging around the garden have noticed your arrival, though do nothing to stop badmouthing you. they couldn’t care less if you hear what they say.

you’re used to it by now. you’ve adjusted to this life of yours as one of sukuna’s concubines. his favourite at that—which automatically makes you a victim of verbal (and sometimes physical) harassment. the other women in the ruthless sorcerer’s harem can’t stand you.

your eyes are glued to the path you’re walking on. your lady-in-waiting doesn’t utter a single word as well, holding her head low as she follows behind you. you know that the concubines will immediately pick on you if you make eye contact with one of them.

it’s moments like these where you actually miss sukuna. his intimidating presence and (in)direct threats would immediately make the others fall silent. you wouldn’t have to hear them call you nasty names.

though, unlucky you, sukuna’s out on business. uraume is left as a temporary supervisor of the entire estate. to make sure nothing goes wrong. despite all of that, you still find yourself in an unfortunate predicament.

“hey. we’re talking to you,” a female voice rings from behind you. it isn’t your lady-in-waiting, but the brown-haired woman whom you recognise as one of sukuna’s concubines. her name. . . you can’t recall.

she forcefully pushes your shoulder with two fingers. you stumble backwards, nearly tripping over the material of your kimono. you look down at the hem and notice a subtle muddy stain on the cloth now that you’ve accidentally stepped on it.

you curse the woman out under your breath. the kimono is one of your favorites since sukuna had it made and tailored to suit your taste.

“my apologies,” you mumble politely. you do not wish to make a scene as much as you want to defend yourself. not in front of those poor servants who are simply minding their business and tending to the garden.

the lady scoffs. another one joins. soon, four of them surround you, leaving you no place to escape the situation. with every step you take back, they take one forward. it’s intimidating, though you try to make it seem like you’re not afraid of their words.

“tell me,” the blonde one speaks up and her hand trails up your arm. she twirls a strand of your hair around her index finger before harshly tugging at it. you wince, but she doesn’t budge, “tell me what sukuna sees in a worthless slut like you.”

it’s about sukuna every time. you’re getting sick of the way they treat you because of something you can’t control. you don’t know why he favors you out of all the other women at his service. the way you’re treated because of something that you cannot change is getting frustrating.

the brown-haired woman follows the other lady. she pushes you until the back of your shoe bumps against the edge of a fountain. the grande fountain in the yard that you always love to admire.

the tugs at your hair get stronger. your patience is wearing thin. you take some time to reply to the other concubines, hoping to silence them for now.

you look up at the group surrounding you—a grin tugging at your lips as you decide to taunt them. you scoff, “hah. you cannot blame me for satisfying my lord better than all of you could do together.”

audible gasps sound from the group of concubines. they can’t believe you had the audacity to talk back and be disrespectful about it. the comment you made clearly struck a nerve. or in this case multiple.

“oh, you slut!” the blonde one shrieks, clearly more than upset by your doubts about her services as a concubine. in a flash of rage, she gives you a firm push, sending you backwards until you fall into the fountain with a loud splash.

your lady-in-waiting is the one gasping this time. she looks at you with great worry in her eyes, not knowing if she needs to go fetch uraume or not. she doesn’t have much say in the matter either way.

you’re humiliated by this. you can feel the water seep into the robes of your kimono, staining the beloved material. your hair is wet as well, the water droplets falling off the ends of your locks.

“pah, you look pathetic,” one of the lower ranking concubines chimes in—giggling at the unfortunate situation you got yourself in. the others follow with their own high pitched laughs, “serves you right.”

you don’t even know what you should do. your body feels heavy because of the water wetting your clothes. your nails drag along the fountain’s surface, trying to compose yourself before you do anything irrational.

you grit your teeth and take a deep breath. you’re shaking, both because of the cold settling over your body as well as the anger simmering inside of you. you open your mouth to say something, only to be interrupted.

by someone you didn’t expect to see any time soon.

“enough.”

the deep tone sends chills down your spine. the volume of the male voice nearly shakes the ground. it’s powerful, dominant and quite aggressive. as if the owner of the voice is pissed. no, more than that.

the group of concubines freeze, not even daring to turn around and face the unexpected visitor. you notice your lady-in-waiting immediately falling to her knees, bowing at the man whom you know very well.

“my lord,” you stammer out, being the first to speak up and address him. you’re surprised to see sukuna back this early from his business trip. he normally stays away from the estate for days on end.

sukuna’s footsteps are heavy. his strides are menacingly slow. the aura surrounding him makes the others shake—one concubine being smart enough to bow to him. the king of curses is not one to be messed with, especially when he’s angry.

“tsk. have you lost all your respect while i was gone?” sukuna growls, seeing how the group of concubines are frozen in place with fearful expressions on their faces. the fact that they’re not bowing before him worsens his temper, “kneel.”

he raises one hand and they all knew what was going to happen. you squeal and shut your eyes, hearing that familiar and dooming sound of slashes around you. it doesn’t sound like they’ve hit anything, so you peek through your eyelashes.

you see how the group of women have dropped to their knees the instant sukuna raised his hand in that specific manner. everyone knew just what that meant; death to anyone who’s got their head held high in his presence.

you’ve all seen enough people get decapitated by that same action to know that the sorcerer was not playing around.

sukuna scoffs. he walks up towards you, ignoring the pleas of the other concubines that are begging for his forgiveness. his bottom set of eyes look down at them with disdain before focusing on your figure again.

he silently stands still at the edge of the fountain. his large frame looms over you and you find yourself struggling to get up from the water to bow at him as well. you keep your eyes on your lap, “i’m sorry, my lord.”

sukuna hisses at your apology. a warning for you to shut your mouth. you’re apologising when it’s not your fault and that irritates him more than anything. two of his strong arms reach down to pick you up from your vulnerable position.

the king of curses hoists you over his shoulder like you weigh nothing. he’s not bothered by the fact that you’re dripping wet. in fact, both of his left arms wrap around your torso in attempt to warm you up.

“stay. you’ll all be dealt with accordingly when i return,” sukuna harshly orders your aggressors as he turns around and walks away from the group. he carries you in his arms, not sparing a single glance at his concubines.

he doesn’t even care that he stepped on one of the women’s hands as he passed by. the high pitched shriek only serves to annoy him, which you notice by the way he squeezes your waist in response.

it’s silent between you two for a bit. sukuna steps inside of the estate, his ominous aura making you hesistant to speak. you decide to stay quiet for the sake of keeping the peace. for now.

sukuna’s breathing is a little heavy. he’s trying not to lash out or say anything hurtful. he doesn’t like raising his voice at you—but sometimes he feels like he needs to. especially when you land in situations like those.

“how long has this been going on?” sukuna asks through a heavy sigh. his red eyes are focused on the end of the hallway, where his chambers lay. the veins in his neck look like they could pop out any second now, “and don’t you dare fuckin’ lie to me, y’hear?”

you gulp. you’ve never been so nervous to answer him, ever. you attempt to respond, “uhm, for quite a while, my lord.”

sukuna breathes in sharply at the revelation. the fact that you did not specify your answer only made him think that it’s worse than you’re making it out to be. he stops in his tracks, two hands on your waist as he forces you to face him.

your body dangles in the air as sukuna makes you look at him from up close, showing you that dangerous look in his eyes. you do not dare to avert your gaze from his as he speaks.

“you should’ve told me the moment they started disrespecting you like that,” sukuna grunts. another big hand grabs your jaw firmly, squeezing your cheeks together. you whine as it hurt a little. he scoffs and releases your jaw with a light push, “pathetic.”

you feel your body get thrown into your original position once more. your head is upside down and your legs hang limply over his shoulder. you try to defend yourself in a quiet tone, “i thought you were too busy. i didn’t want to bother you with such unimportant matters.”

it’s true. as much as you wanted to tell sukuna about the mistreatment you were receiving, you knew how busy he was attending to more urgent business. you didn’t want to annoy him with your own problems that you could easily solve.

if only you could stand up for yourself.

“nonsense,” sukuna raises his voice in a moment of weakness, though remembers that you’ve probably been through enough for the day. he doesn’t need to add to that by treating you like shit as well.

he simply sighs it off, “unimportant, huh? ‘s that how you think i view you?”

you raise an eyebrow at sukuna’s last sentence. you’re at a loss for words. you know sukuna values you more than any of his other concubines—it’s the main reason you’re getting bullied for—yet you never heard him speak to you in such a surprisingly soft way.

almost like he’s disappointed that you don’t realise the extent of his favoritsm. he cares about you more than you actually think he does.

“i-i’m sorry, my lord,” you stutter. you really do not have a clue about what to say. all you can do is apologise as you’re left overthinking that one little sentence he said.

“what a brat,” sukuna quickly regains his usual stoic and stern composure. he reaches his chambers and enters his personal bathroom before putting you down on your feet. he looks down at your short stature, feeling the warmth of your body leave his skin once you’re separated.

sukuna watches you shiver. he wants to get angry at you for not telling him about anything that’s been going on while he’s not present, though he simply cannot at the moment.

he’ll let you off the hook for now. but, he’s surely going to give you your own special scolding after he’s taken care of the other concubines. the man grabs a large towel from nearby and messily wraps it around your upper body.

sukuna turns around to walk out of his bathroom, looking over his shoulder once more, “get dressed into something else before you catch a cold.”

he calls for a couple servants to tend to you while he’s away to take care of those deviant concubines. sukuna watches the three maids rush to your service, preparing you a new set of clothes as well as trying to dry you off.

his gaze lingers on you for more than is necessary, his jaw clenching at the sight of you trembling from the low temperatures you’re experiencing. sukuna’s going to make sure those other women pay for what they’ve done to you.

he leaves the bathroom after that, though not without leaving you an order to follow;

“you’re staying in my chambers tonight.”

#sttoru writes. #jjk x reader #sukuna x reader #jjk x you #sukuna x you #jjk x y/n #sukuna x y/n #jjk fluff #jjk angst #sukuna fluff #sukuna angst

[l0caltiredgirl]

when i want fluff/angst fics and all i’m getting is smut

the struggle is real

#don’t get me wrong #smut is great #but a girl wants some angst and fluff #joel miller x reader #din djarin x reader #matt murdock x reader #steven grant x reader #steve harrington x reader #spencer reid x reader #aaron hotchner x reader #derek morgan x reader #jj maybank x reader #rafe cameron x reader #tasm!peter parker x reader #peter parker x reader #marc spector x reader #javier pena x reader #ellie williams x reader #poe dameron x reader #cassian andor x reader #bucky barnes x reader #steve rogers x reader #logan howlett x reader #daryl dixon x reader #simon riley x reader #bruce wayne x reader #l0caltiredgirl #mike schmidt x reader #sam carpenter x reader #emily prentiss x reader

[jinisnuggets]

꠸ꪻ ꪮꪀꪶꪗ ꪻꪖᛕꫀᦓ ꪮꪀᥴꫀ

ᴾᵃⁱʳⁱⁿᵍˢ: ᴵᵈᵒˡ! ᴹⁱⁿᵍⁱ ˣ ᴾʳⁱⁿᶜᵉˢˢ! ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

ᴳᵉⁿʳᵉ: ᵃⁿᵍˢᵗ, ᶠˡᵘᶠᶠ, ᵃᵘ

ᵂᵒʳᵈ ᶜᵒᵘⁿᵗ: 5.6ᵏ

ᵂᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍˢ: ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵒᶠ ᶠᵒʳᶜᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃʳʳᵃⁿᵍᵉᵈ ᵐᵃʳʳⁱᵃᵍᵉˢ, ᵈᵉᵖʳᵉˢˢⁱᵒⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡᵒˢˢ ᵒᶠ ᶠʳᵉᵉᵈᵒᵐ, ᵈᵉˢⁱʳᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ʰᵃᵖᵖⁱⁿᵉˢˢ, ᵐᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿˢ ᵒᶠ ᵈʳⁱⁿᵏⁱⁿᵍ, ˢʷᵉᵃʳⁱⁿᵍ

ˢʸⁿᵒᵖˢⁱˢ: ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍˢ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵃⁿʸ ʷᵒʳˢᵉ ᵗʰᵃⁿ ᵗʰⁱˢ? ᴮᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠⁱᵃⁿᶜᵉ ᵒᶠ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵉⁿᵉᵐʸ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵐᵒˢᵗ ʰᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿ, ᵇᵉⁱⁿᵍ ᶠᵒʳᶜᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ʰᵒˡᵈ ᵇᵃᶜᵏ ᵗᵉᵃʳˢ, ⁿᵒᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵇᵉ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵇᵃᵈ. ᵀʰᵉʳᵉ ʷᵃˢ ⁿᵒ ʷᵃʸ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵍˢ ᶜᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵍᵉᵗ ᵇᵉᵗᵗᵉʳ, ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵉʳᵉ ᵗᵒᵒ ᵈᵉᵉᵖ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵒˡᵉ. ᵀʰᵃᵗ'ˢ ʷʰᵃᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵃⁿʸᵒⁿᵉ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ᵗʰⁱⁿᵏ ⁱⁿ ᵗʰⁱˢ ˢⁱᵗᵘᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ. ᵁⁿᵗⁱˡ ʰᵉ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ…

Divider: @cafekitsune

Although the royal family was something that a lot of children desired, it wasn't anything like the books described it. Being restricted from many things and unable to feel the freedom that any human has the right to, having to hold off on food in order to fit the ‘Princess Standard’, holding in tears in order to avoid letting those who looked up to you see you cry, something so simple like friend night was a restriction as it damages the ‘family image’.

Being like any typical only child princess, your job was to sit still and wait until your parents looked for a good prince to take you in and name you queen, it always worked this way around the royal industry, and you weren't no exception.

“Lady… I wanted to inform you that your supper is ready…”

You glanced over at your once shut door and smiled at the maid standing at the fronts of your room, a visible smile appeared on her face as she escorted you out of your room, although you had a notebook in front of you, it was a thank goodness that your lady barged in to inform you about your evening lunch because if not you would've most likely broken down into tears right then and there.

Taking a seat, your butler poured you your evening tea, bringing your meal out to the table, leaving you alone in the comfort of the familiar area and privacy.

Sighing, remembeing all of your upcoming schedules, not to mention one of them was only a couple hours away. Early the next morning you had to make your way to a special event hosted specifically for royalty and celebrities, although you were excited to meet new people and step out of your comfort zone without the need to worry about your parents coming along, half of you just wanted to ditch the meet up and run off to a field of flowers in order to take a breath of fresh air, no one to watch you wear tight fitting dresses or heels, and get a sense of freedom for the first time since your childhood.

Nervously walking back to your room. Feeling uneasy at the thought of seeing the face of that prince who you so desperately wished not to see, you just wanted to make new friendships and meet new people, however you could only pray that throughout the event you wouldn't have to look at him, nore speak a word to him.

After all, it was all you wanted, and all you asked for.

The next morning, you made your way to the familiar building that would hold some of the biggest celebrities at the moment, you sighed nervously as you would be meeting brand new idols and seeing unfamiliar faces, faces of brand new idols, whom you hadn't had the chance to see on TV yet.

___________________________________________

The special hostess was someone you were familiar with, for your regular schedule it'd be the same thing. Conference, photoshoots, if journalist approached you you would answer all their questions, and if you got lucky… communicate with other guest.

However during the conference…

No matter how hard you tried… the tears were there, and they wouldn't go away, you excused yourself from the table and walked over to a secluded corner where you swore no one would find you. You let your tears fall as you recalled your mothers words.

“You're going to marry Prince Lee.”

“Mother, I do not agree with this...”

“I apologize dear but you need to take over whenever me and your father can't. The prince showed great interest in meeting you and you can't just dismiss these important moments, you knew they were going to come eventually.”

“You can't force me to marry someone whom I do not wish to”

“If it were me I'd let you choose, however your parents know best-”

“Of course.. parents always know best.”

After that you stormed off and didn't allow your mom to finish what she needed to say. The tension was big that morning and everyone in the house knew that your mom and you had argued, it was obvious. You being a part of the royal family yet unable to enjoy the title that many children dreamed of, seeking freedom and that exciting life that everybody else had, often finding yourself thinking the words “why me?”-

“Excuse me?”

Crap.. had you been crying too loud? How could you forget you were still in public and in a quite important meeting. Of course someone would come looking for you-

“I'm sorry! I completely lost myself-” however your words stopped upon seeing a handsome man standing in front of you. He looked like an idol. Small eyes, fair skin, dark brown hair, chocolate colored eyes, and most outstanding of all, he was tall.

“I just wanted to check and see if everything was okay… you seemed upset or bothered by something. Would you need to talk about it?” He sounded sincere, words sounded cautious and full of pity.

“Trust me I'd love to talk about my intrusive thoughts, however this is a personal problem.” you responded, attempting to hold back from completely breaking down onto the stranger.

“That's okay… I'm a stranger so I get it… let me introduce myself, I'm Song Mingi.” a smile broke onto the boy's face as he stared at you waiting for your personal introduction.

You couldn't help but smile back at such an innocent face, this time your smile contained nothing but reality, a sincere smile that you couldn't hold back. Something you hadn't felt since childhood.

“My name is L/n Y/n. Pleasure to meet you Song Mingi.” You responded, extending your hand to shake his.

“Pleasure to meet you L/n Y/n. Hope we can become good friends!” His smile was heartwarming, full of kindness and sensitivity, for the first time in years. You felt happy in the time you least expected to feel such an emotion.

“Mingi..!? Dude! Stop walking away from the group like that-” you heard another voice call from a distance, upon looking over you saw an unfamiliar face who quickly entered into panic as he approached his proclaimed friend.

“Oh my god! It's a pleasure!” the other guy said as he bowed his head and pulled Mingi down with him.

“Oh no- there's no need for that-”

“I deeply apologize for my friend's behavior… he can get out of hand sometimes..” the boy interrupted, with a nervous look on his face as he awaited your answer.

“Don't worry about it. Your friend is a lovely person, I hope we'll be able to meet again soon.” You responded, trying to show the new guy that you were friendly and nothing to be afraid of.

“Oh thank goodness… again I apologize for everything. I hope you can excuse us, because we must make our departure now.”

“Of course, that is okay.” You quickly bowed and waved at the two guys who were now walking away. Mingi turned back and called out “Bye!” before disappearing with his friend.

“YALL!! MINGI WAS ABLE TO HAVE A CONVERSATION WITH L/N Y/N!!!”

“WHAT!?”

Everyone's eyes shifted to Mingi who was returning with a bright smile on his face.

“I don't get why you guys are so surprised… she's nice-”

“BOY! DO YOU HAVE AN IDEA WHO YOU JUST TALKED TO!?” San called, attempting to fix his bag and place it inside the small cubby on the wall.

“Um… L/n Y/n…?”

“Were you respectful? Did you at least greet her respectfully!?” Seonghwa asked with a very concerned pitch.

“I think…?” Mingi responded hesitantly, unknowing what to respond and beginning to question himself and his manners.

“Real question is if you were respectful Woo-”

“I WAS REALLY RESPECTFUL!!! BUT MINGI SEEMED WAYYYY TOO NONCHALANT TO BE IN FRONT OF SOMEONE AS POWERFUL AS L/N!!!”

Everyone glanced at Mingi and shook their heads in disappointment as Mingi grew a concerned look on his face.

“Is she someone important?” Mingi asked nervously, beginning to regret speaking to you in the first place.

“Mingi… if she's here of course she's important…” Yunho replied, with a stressed look on his face and Mingi gulped.

“Who is she…?” Mingi once again asked as Yeosang turned and responded “It's the current princess, probably soon to be queen.”

“WHAT!?”

The members sighed and again shook their heads in disappointment referring to Mingi.

“Why was she-” however Mingi stopped mid sentence, almost looking like Mingi’s world glitched completely.

“Why was she..?” Jongho questioned, trying to revive Mingi from his abrupt stop.

“Nevermind. Forget it.”

The members glanced around at each other, confused but understanding, they all nodded and continued their activities.

However, Mingi's mind was far from empty.

Why would a princess… so beautiful like you… be spotted crying…?

You entered your familiar palace, being in a better mood than usual and expected.

Everyone in the household could tell that you were all cheery and skippy, it was rare for you to be all smiley after your 14th birthday, so seeing you in that precise state was shocking to even your parents who were waiting for you in the living room.

“You look excited…”

“Glad you noticed, mother.” You added to the comment with all the anger in your voice that was strong just a few hours ago gone.

“Did something you'd like to talk about happen?” Asked your father who held a building smile on his face.

“I'd rather keep that personal father.”

Your parents, who were shocked by your answer, nodded and allowed you to hold a small bit of privacy from them.

However that happy mood was about to disappear completely when you heard your mother say the words you dreaded to hear.

“Prince Lee!”

The gaze which was once held at your guardians shifted to the end of the room where a tall man in his mid 20’s stood… it was indeed… prince Lee. That stupid prince who ruined everything from start to finish.

“Good to see you today Y/n.”

“Don't direct me by my first name as if we were close.”

A smirk crept onto the man's face, which did nothing but higher your suspicions.

“You must be in a bad mood princess… would you like to talk about it?”

"You seemed upset or bothered by something. Would you need to talk about it?"

“I would've preferred to not see you at all today.”

“I came for a reason, princess, it would come here just for fun.”

“I don't wanna talk about the marriage which hasn't yet been confirmed, I don't wanna ruin my life with any deals either.”

“Princess, it's nothing like that. Just give me a chance to explain it to you one on one.”

Truthfully, you were curious, but you didn't wanna accept anything from this untrustworthy prince.

“It’ll only take two minutes.” He muttered, clearly annoyed by your silence.

“Fine. But make sure to make it quick.” You replied as he rolled his eyes, welcoming himself to go to the other side of your palace uninvited.

“Sure princess.”

Once you both entered a more secluded corner, still guarded and you made sure of it. He looked back at you and smirked lightly.

“What do you want from me? Surely you're not romantically attracted and that's clear.” You asked, unsure of his answer and partly wanting him to just back away and leave you and your loved ones alone.

“Well you're not wrong.” You heard the prince reply, beginning to take a ring out of his pocket.

“Then what is it you want?”

“And why are you entitled to know all of my intentions? Huh?” He said, with a quite aggressive tone, trying to make it clear that he still had yet to speak.

You leaned back on the wall as your shoulders fell in half relief.

“Go on.” You said, attempting to bring his attention back to his words from earlier.

“Listen here, if you try to say anything to your parents about what I do behind the curtains… I'll know. So you better keep that pretty mouth of yours shut or else.”

“I have no reason to expose all that lame shit that you do in your personal life.”

“If you call it lame shit again I'll beat the crap out of you.”

“Beat the crap out of me and the only one who's losing is you. I know you're using me for money, if my parents or the cameras catch you hurting me in any way the weddings off, you can't do anything to me, I'm smart enough to know that.”

You heard a small chuckle come from him as he took out his ring and gifted it to you.

“Just a small gift to get you to shut your mouth.”

You glanced back at him with a knowing smile, as you took the ring and raised it back to him.

“I'll be having this checked!” You said in a mocking tone, knowing he can't hide anything from you.

He nodded knowingly and looked back at you, “Check it, you won't find anything.” you heard him mumble as he began to walk away, you watched him as he approached your parents and shook both of their hands respectfully before making his way out of your property.

“What's that jerk have in mind?” You whispered in a low and quiet voice as you threw the ring away in a nearby trash can.

Night time hit and you dragged yourself to your closet, sliding on some pants that you had hidden at the back of your wardrobe and giving yourself some new makeup to cover your identity, making your way out of the palace by your window, into the direction of the still open local library to pick up a new book to add onto your collection.

On your way to the library, you ran into multiple post boards. Few lights were on and the warm moon illuminated the night sky, these moments were the freedom you so much craved for. Finally a moment of peace and quiet, finally a moment for you to live like any ordinary person, even if it was a secret.

You stopped in your tracks upon noticing 2 figures of 2 men in the distance. You heard them laughing and talking regularly as they approached you so you decided to just continue very cautiously, attempting to keep away from their path..

“Is that L/n..?”

How did he know who you were…? You recognized this voice, but your memory couldn't get a grip of who it was..

‘Continue walking… continue walking… continue walking and don't look back…’ you told yourself repeatedly

“Mingi… that isn't her…”

“Oh- it looked like her for a moment…” you heard the other voice say.

The urge to look back at the mention of your new friend's name was tempting…

So what did you do…?

“Mingi…?”

You turned around to face the comforting face of this man who was once a stranger.

You noticed a surprise look on his face as he burst out a huge smile and rushed over to hug you, of course… you couldn't help it so you hugged him back.

“L/n.. how have you been?”

“Normal I guess…”

Of course, from the scene, you noticed the face of his shocked friend who definitely hadn't expected to see such an important figure out during dark hours of the day which would soon become tomorrow.

He quickly bowed down and brought himself to a stop and loss of words.

“Pleasure to meet you, miss…”

“Please don't bow down in my presence… Please treat me normally.” you managed to say, showing your signature smile as you watched him grow back to ease with all worry fading from his face.

“L/n- this is Yunho.” you heard Mingi say, you extended your hand ready to shake his as he mimicked your movements.

“Jeong Yunho at your services.”

“No… you don't have to be at my services…”

Smiling, you looked back at Mingi ready to say your goodbyes.

“I’m glad we were able to run into each other again… I must get going though- I have limited time and must get going-”

Both men stood and looked at you before Yunho hit Mingi's arm and snapped him back to reality.

“L/n… wouldn't you like to go get drinks with us..? Being up to your status must be difficult.. wouldn't you like to go get some dinner? It's on us.”

The request caught you off guard, you looked around before looking back…

“Isn't that too much…?”

“No..? You probably work so hard everyday, I think a friend out day would do you well.”

“I would love to accept but-” you knew this was a once in a lifetime opportunity, and you hated that you couldn't help but be skeptical, you could always go to the library, anytime, any day with permission. A night out was a huge no-no.

“Are you worried about someone knowing who you are?” Yunho asked in a worried manner.

“That's part of the reason-”

“Mingi brought a jacket with a hood… it could be used to cover your face.” Yunho responded, giving you a small smile as you looked back at Mingi who was taking out the hoodie to show you.

“We're going to a secluded area, not many people go there these days, so chances are that it's going to be empty.” Mingi added, you could tell Mingi was trying very hard to make you accept their offer.

It was weird nevertheless… you almost felt like they somehow knew your situation which creeped you out a little.. not so much, just a little.

You stayed quiet thinking about their offer, ultimately you silently nodded and accepted.

Mingi put his jacket around you as you stood in between the two tall men, who attempted to shield your identity from any passers-bys, Mingi stood close to you as you looked up at him.

When you thought about it you only ever saw him once, you had no idea what he did for a living and the only piece of information you had on him was the fact that he was someone well known and that his name was Song Mingi.

It was the first time you saw him under the moonlight, the first time you heard the beautiful sound of nature and didn't think of it as your top value. You couldn't remember a time when you made the sound of waves crashing together and tree leaves brushing against each other as background noise.

But today? Today was an exception… because no matter how hard you tried, your gaze wouldn't leave the guy who stood next to you, eyes glued onto his features, fingers gripping your hand attempting to keep yourself back from holding his hand.

This was truly a moment for you…

You arrived at the bar which you were quite nervous to be at, mostly because if someone caught you being in such a place you would get in big trouble by both your parents and the public, however all your worries quickly went away as you sat down with both guys who made you feel more comfortable than they were supposed to, or better said, than normal.

You were a person who's trust was hard to gain, so the fact that these two almost newcomers, which was okay but at the same time made you nervous, but you truly felt safe around these two guys who looked to be around your age.

Your drinks came and you were quick to take a sip, the taste of alcohol truly shocked you however it wasn't the worst thing you had ever had so you continued to drink it as the two men joined you.

Mingi turned to you and begun to ask “L/n is it okay for me to ask you if-”

“Y/n…”

Mingi, confused, asked you, “What?”

“Just call me Y/n.” You corrected.

Yunho glanced at Mingi, they both knew the alcohol was beginning to take action. Yunho knowing it would probably end badly, took the glass away from your sight, bringing it near him as you began to move your head down onto your arms which were laying flat on the table.

“I miss the old times…” you managed to stutter out, which made Mingi and Yunho turn to you in order to listen.

“Why do you say that…?” Mingi said cautiously, unwanting to ask the wrong questions or even cross some sort of invasive line.

“I miss when I was stress free… when I was able to do anything without people judging or watching my every move…”

Both of them didn't dare to say a word, as they both felt like they were about to discover something important about your life.

“I feel trapped… why can't I be like any regular human…? Begin a relationship with who I choose…? Why can't I have more moments like these without having to worry all the time about the public…?”

Tears began forming in your eyes as you brought your legs on the chair for some odd reason, perhaps for extra support in order to avoid a breakdown in the middle of two untrusted adults.

“Y/n… you can go on… we'll listen to everything you say even if it lasts the entire night…” Mingi replied, going over to your side and hugging you tightly, in hopes to save your tears from falling off your beautiful face.

Truthfully everything Mingi did made you nervous. Even in a somewhat unhinged state, your heart fluttered at Mingi's low pitched voice speaking to you. Your words deep inside your tongue, getting tangled at all that you wanted to say. Everything he did was perfect and it was really like he heard your silent cries… How could someone understand you so well? How could someone so compassionate and enthusiastic show such sincere feelings

You don't know what happened the rest of that night, you were too out of it to remember and you really don't even recall how much you told them. You knew that you wanted to avoid them because you didn't know how much information they had on you now, but it was hard, because they were one of the only people who made you feel even somewhat safe.

But it was urgent… you had to avoid them.

“Do you think she was honest with everything she said last night?” Yunho asked Mingi as they were in the changing room, putting on their new stage outfits and throwing their old clothes into the small lockers attached to the wall

“She was already pretty drunk by that point, so I don't think she was lying… to add on to that she is royalty so everything she said isn't impossible…”

“It seems a bit off… someone so important hiding something so big that only she and the people working with them know…”

“It does seem weird… guess we really can't trust anyone these days. It's quite terrifying that such a big name is hiding something, and we don't know who it is.”

“I guess we should be extra careful at night and with who we trust-”

“YALL!! WHAT'S TAKING YOU SO LONG!!!???” Wooyoung yelled as he entered the room earning a scream from Mingi.

“HEY!! YOU CAN'T JUST INTRUDE!!!”

“YUH-HUH!!”

The two argued for a while before they both left the room to go get their makeup done, there was a lot that couldn't leave Mingi's mind, but he decided to keep it mostly empty for the time being because he had to focus on performing for the public and his fans.

If there was something he regretted it was not getting your number whenever he had the opportunity to, hearing everything you told him and his best friend the previous night he really couldn't believe just how fucked up the higher ups could be.

He felt off though… and he really didn't know why. Ever since your conversation he couldn't help but remember those words that stood out to him the most.

“Begin a relationship with who I choose…?”

“I just wish I would've had time to meet the right one before this… now It just feels wrong to love someone”

Whatever it was... he noticed it, your pain, your scars, your cuts, your cries.

And you had no idea how much he wanted to help you, get you out of that misery that you had been going through, make you the happiest woman alive, make you smile and laugh everyday. He really wanted to… but he truthfully had no idea how…

Hongjoong’s voice echoed from the end of the room, concerned and attentive he asked “Mingi? Are you okay?”

Mingi snapped back to reality at the sound of Hongjoong’s voice as he noticed Jongho looking at him confused.

“Yeah I'm fine.”

Jongho lifted an eyebrow to Mingi's vague response, which was unusual for Mingi especially in a situation when something was bothering him.

“Mingi, you've been spacing out a lot lately, are you sure you're okay?” San asked and Mingi nodded affirmatively, still on cloud nine even after all the check up questions.

“My minds been filled up but with a bit of water it'll go away.” Mingi confirmed, slowly bringing himself to the small couch where his water bottle was, he drank a bit and began scrolling on his phone to clear his mind and allow a distraction, however it was hard, and no one was there to deny it.

He knew the members would all be the same if they heard everything you said, it was chilling knowing that no one was trustworthy nowadays. Not even the people who are supposed to support the country and fight for the right, because they hid dark secrets that would get anyone killed.

But the question still lingered…

Who...?

“You told someone didn't you..?”

“I don't know if I said anything or mentioned any names…”

“You jerk…” the prince spoke, with an aggressive tone to his voice.”

“At least I'm not denying it.” You waved your hand up in the air and he glanced over at you biting his thumb lightly while desperately looking around for any possible witnesses before pushing you against the wall.

“Didn't I tell you not to talk to anyone about it...?

“Look, truthfully I could blackmail you anytime I wanted but do you see me doing that?”

“If you tried I'd know who the unknown messenger is.”

“Keep telling yourself that” you responded knowing he would be unable to hurt you because of the audioless CCTV camera in the alley.

Quickly slamming his fist against the wall, he let himself wander away before returning to you.

“So you don't know if you told anyone??”

“No, I really can't tell you an honest answer because I don't know.”

“And all because you were drinking!? What princess does that?”

“And what prince runs illegal rings?”

The prince shot a glance at you partly eyeing the camera that was hidden in the corner of the dark remote area.

“I’ll let you go this time. But if you dare to tell anyone else, I will find you.”

“Yes… from here I promise to keep this pretty mouth shut.” You teased him as he flinched slightly and turned back to look at you with invasive eyes and a malicious look that held nothing but trouble.

Nothing more was said, he let you go and he himself left. He had a meeting and couldn't waste too much time with you, you watched him leave as you made the turn just to see a shadow at the end of the alley.

“Good to see you Mingi.”

Mingi flinched and quickly ran up to you, holding your arms in place and shaking you frantically, concerned for your well-being.

“What was that all about!? Are you in danger-”

“Answer me one thing Mingi… how much did I say that night?” Your voice was monotone, low and tired, Mingi leaned back for a moment, a little scared by your sudden change in attitude.

“Y/n, don't stress yourself you didn't say too much, all you mentioned was that there was this prince that couldn't be trusted because he was involved in some bad things, you didn't tell us what or who!” Mingi was truly frantic, scared for your well-being, unwilling to make you feel guilty or bad for breaking a random deal that you had with someone who was untrustworthy and a danger.

“That's a relief… Mingi please don't say a word about it. Forget that night even happened.”

Mingi just nodded, listening to you but more focused on all the scars that surrounded your visible skin, looking at all the fresh and old cuts on your sensitive body.

“I can't let you live like this Y/n…” you heard Mingi say as you glanced up at him with a small chuckle coming out of you.

“Don't be silly.” You responded, slowly retreating yourself from the scene and bringing yourself back to the main road, the safer and more comfortable area.

“Before you go… at least let me take care of you. I can tell you haven't been doing so-” Mingi called out from behind, you turned around with a confused look, eyes focused on the person who you considered a friend and visibly cared for.

You managed to mutter a nervous “What are you talking about?” followed by a light chuckle, slowly turning around to face him fully as he approached you, pushing your hair behind your ear and resting his hands on your shoulders.

“Why do you do this to yourself? You should love yourself… not cut yourself.”

You visibly stopped moving, looking down and seeing all the easily spotted bruises that you didn't notice were in plain sight, you quickly put on your jacket and began to retreat from the main road, attempting to get away from him in order so you wouldn't have to be faced with the same embarrassment.

“Y/n… let me love you. Let me show you what true care feels like. Allow me to demonstrate what I really feel towards you tonight. Give me permission to kiss you all night, hug you all night. Let me get out all of these feelings and give you the chance to feel true happiness and freedom.”

You felt your back push against a wall as Mingi's face got closer to yours, you felt his hands slowly grip your waist in place as he began to bring himself down to the crook of your neck, giving it small pecks and kisses.

“Mingi- this is wrong… stop..”

“Y/n… let me show you what you have been craving for, love and freedom… I wanna be there for you when you need it, be the first to celebrate your wins, be the first shoulder you cry on, be the first person to give you tips on things… Even if we can't be in a relationship, at least allow me to be your best friend, because no matter what I wanna be there for your moments of grief or joy. I don't wanna watch you get with someone who you do not feel anything for, but if I can even just do one thing to make you feel better, or get a smile out of you… I'll do it.”

Unknowing how to respond, you brought your hands to his back as you felt his long fingers trace along your thighs.

You felt some sense of reassurance as you brought yourself to slowly wrap your arms around his neck and give him a slow and wet kiss, the reality felt so unreal for a moment to the point that you didn't know if you were dreaming… you both lost track of time as you entered your own worlds with the simple help of lip to lip contact.

“I love you so much…”

“I love you too… but this can't happen- we can happen…”

Mingi looked at you slowly, giving you the softest eyes you had ever seen.

“It only takes once to find true love… I found it…” you heard him mumble as he landed a kiss on your temple.

“Stop doing this… you're making things harder for me… I'm trying to stay away from you but you just continue coming and looking at me with those eyes, talking to me with that voice… how many times do I have to tell you that this is wrong! This relationship between us can't happen!”

Tears began streaming down your cheeks, slowly hitting your lips and falling onto the concrete, Mingi's fingers slowly came up and caressed your cheek, bringing a kiss to your ear.

“If it can't happen today, I'll look for you in my next life… I'm sorry I couldn't help but in our next life I'll make you the happiest woman alive. I promise, I'll make you my wife in the future…"

"I promise…”

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[milkytheholy1]

Ninjago City

Movie!Cole x GNReader

Ultimate master list

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Ninjago was such a bright and beautiful place, with luscious trees and jungles that spread across the island to the deep and rich blues of the ocean and the streams through the city. Ninjago was beautiful no matter the time of day. 

As the sun rises, it casts bright, sunny rays onto the water; waking everyone up with a fresh smile. But when the sun goes down, the sunset expands across the horizon until the yellow sky fades to black. But that's your favourite part of the day, you think. When the lights along the street glow, when the individual candles flicker in the breeze. The world is only lit by small light sources, but oh boy, does the whole city illuminate. 

You could and have sat on the rooftops for hours just basking in the glow of night, listening to some tunes while you let the day wash over you. Thinking of all the things that got you down or brightened you up. You didn't always sit out there alone though, sometimes you were joined by one or two of your friends.

You remember when they had all surprised you for your birthday, they knew the exact spot you went to and set it up to look all nice and photogenic. The only person you could thank for that was Cole, he was the one that often joined you up on the ledges. He'd bring a record or two over, have his mech parked and ready to play some tunes.

It was always calming, even if there was technically a giant robot constantly behind you like a golem. You grew to be close with Cole, you'd talk about anything from ninja business to school to your favourite records. He was so easy to talk to and be around, it was only time you two became something more.

And it was great, you practically spent every minute of every day together; you were even considered worse than Jay and Nya, and that was saying something. You were inseparable, like two peas in a pod. And it only got better, you were both amazing fighters individually but together? Together you could take on a whole army if you needed to, you just hoped you wouldn't have to see the day.

It was August when the first attack happened, you and Cole had just celebrated your third anniversary the day before. It was just a small group of snakes, how hard could it be? You fought Lord Garmadom, some scaley snakes shouldn't be that difficult, right?

A few weeks after the first wave came another, then another. It was becoming too much. Ninjago never had time to rebuild itself, more buildings were becoming derelict, and houses were being left abandoned. The secret ninja team fought hard, but the snakes fought harder.

Lord Garmadom and Master Wu had sacrificed themselves to save the group and held off the hordes of Serpentine; as they had come to be known. It was a hard battle, but without their choices, you don't think any of you would have made it out alive.

Lloyd took it the hardest, losing not only his father but his uncle and sensei too. You all tried your best to comfort him, still fighting against evil and protecting what was left of Ninjago. But more of the city fell under the Serpentine's control, it was becoming harder and harder to keep up the front of hope.

Kai was next, he wanted revenge; the hothead. He snuck out at night and charged the Serpentine with no plan, it wasn't until Zane was alerted by Kai's life signals that you knew something was up. Though sadly, it was already too late.

With the loss of Kai, Lloyd planned an all-out attack. You had lost too many people: friends, family and civilians. It all happened so fast, sneaking into their base of operations, the fight between both sides, seeing everyone you love be mercilessly slain by those reptile freaks.

Cole had saved you, he had been the only reason you escaped. The Serpentine had surrounded you both, there was an exit up above, through a hole in the window. Cole knew only one of you could make it, someone needed to fend off the bad guys and it had to be him. He had thrown you up high enough, watching carefully as you pulled yourself out the window.

You held out your hand for him, begging for him to jump and you'll catch him. But he refused. The Serpentine were getting closer, weapons raised at your boyfriend, "Go!" he yelled out. He kept screaming at you to leave, "Don't worry about me!"

"I-I'm not leaving you, Cole! Take my hand!" you leaned further through the already cracked window, hearing it splitting the more you leant. Cole was already fighting off the snakes, using his elemental powers to slow them down. But even he couldn't fight the hordes around him.

He turned to you with pleading eyes, "I love you." he smiled out. You had tears streaming down your bloodied cheeks, still begging him to join you. The Serpentine had jumped Cole, climbing over his body, swaying him left and right "GO!" his yell was muffled. This time...this time you listened to him.

That was all ten years ago. Ninjago didn't look the same anymore, you didn't see the fresh smiles from the rising sun nor did you see the city illuminate at night. It was all just a baron wasteland now, some Serpentine still lingered, many had been taken out by rebel forces or other tribes seeking to claim land. It was like an apocalypse. 

You ran across what little rooftops were left, most builds had sunk or crumbled to the ground; mother nature had handled the rest. You found yourself on a hilltop, looking over what was once a bustling city full of life. For once you weren't alone when coming here.

You now lead a small group of heroes who fight the Serpentine, they'll pay for what they took away from you. The stones lay idle by your feet, some limp and wilting flowers fall to the side of the rocks. You had made a little memorial for the old Ninjago, perhaps as a reminder of how good life had been before all the chaos happened. 

You had carved out names on the rocks, names of your friends and family. The ninja had their own separate place, it looked over the docks. It perfectly aligned with the sunrises and sunsets. You stood in front of it now, holding back the tears as you stared at one name in particular; your crew stood solemnly behind you.

"Did you know him?" a young girl stepped forward, the hoodie she wore was in tatters but it served her well enough, "Personally?" she added. You didn't take your eyes off of the graves, "I knew them all," you murmured, "At least, I thought I did...once...a long time ago." 

It had been so long now, so many years and yet you still couldn't believe you were the only one left. You weren't even a good ninja compared to the others. You didn't have Cole's strength or Zane's smarts or Jay's creative thinking. You never possessed Kai's confidence or Nya's strategic mind; you weren't even a good leader like Lloyd. Yet here you stood before them...alive.

"What were they like?" the girl beside you whispered, mindful of your grief. Some crumpled copy of a smile crossed your face, "They were going to change the world." you mused. The sun started to set, and the usually dark and gloomy sky was full of colour but for only a moment. You collapsed to your knees, listening to the breeze that engulfed you.

You just needed a minute, all you wanted was a minute of peace. A chance to be with him, to sit by Cole and see his smile once again. To hear him talk nonstop about his favourite record that had been released that week. But as the world crumbled down around you, as the city burned, you realised you'd never get that luxury again.

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[moechies]

sukuna comfort 🍵

“fine, then i’m never gonna suck your dick again!”

you giggle on top of your large boyfriend, right hand gently encasing your waist as his other holds on his phone. you’re holding yourself up with your hands on his stomach, when he glares at you with a smirk and huffs,

“that’s fine. m jus’ gonna get someone else to do it.”

your giggles turn quiet, the expression on your face melts off a little. you feel a pang in your heart, it hurts.

“oh.”

you sigh out a giggle in hopes to ease the tension, so it doesn’t seem that his mindless little joke has actually upset you. you lift your leg over his body, removing yourself off from where you were originally sitting on his pelvis. you lay back where you slept in your shared bed, slightly scurrying to the edge just to face your back to him.

he notes the silence in the room, that you were quiet, in fact too quiet, for someone who has just been teasing and laughing at him a couple minutes prior. he glances over at you, noticing your arm under your head, and the heavy tons of blankets over your body.

“hey,”

he shakes your shoulder, no response.

he leans over to you, grabbing your cheeks with a gentleness you didn’t see often, just to be faced with the heartbreaking sight of your little pout, and your teary eyes.

“what..”

you shake your head out of his hand with embarrassment, using your free arm to nudge him away from being so close to your face.

“i’m sorry.”

he again, envelops his arms around your body, his huge forearm wrapping under your arm and around your waist. his body gently presses against yours, face buried in your hair.

“i’m sorry, brat. won’t say that shit again, promise. forgive me, yeah?”

he’s trying.

#jjk #jujutsu kaisen angst #sukuna angst #sukuna fluff #sukuna x you #jujutsu kaisen ryomen #sukuna jjk #drabbles ⋆⑅˚₊

[nkogneatho]

Toji has never once shown his vulnerability towards the scar he has on his lips. He never even talks about them. But you know he is somewhere insecure about it when he stops and stares in the mirror while shaving, green eyes scanning the scar. Or when he purposely rests the right side of his face in his hand so the palm hides it. He thought he was being subtle with it, but you noticed. You noticed how deep down he was scared to even talk about it, let alone wear it with pride. That scar was a nightmare and he hated how it was visible to him, to everyone in the most obvious place.

"Toji?" you cooed from behind, walking into the hall while he was watching TV.

"Yes, baby?"

"I bought a new gloss, and i want to test if it's transfer proof."

"Don't know what that is but c'mere, lovie. Sit on my lap while you do it." You smiled and plopped yourself on his laps. Before he could finally look at you, you pressed your tinted glossy lips at the end of his lips where the scar settled.

he tried opening his lips to catch yours but you didn't really kiss his lips. he was so confused why you were pecking one spot.

*one peck. two peck. three peck. smooches tightly*

"D'ya know? I love this." You ran your thumb over the skin. "It makes me realize how strong you are, Toji. Sooo strong. Please don't hide it. It makes you look more handsome." He couldn't form words. The sudden love bomb opened a can of bad memories. Yet, oddly, he was comforted by your words. For a man so big, he was still weak over you and your love. Because you determined his vulnerability. Which is why your relationship was perfect. He is not the kind of man to be vocal about his issues but you read him like an open book. You understand him before he even has to spell it out.

Toji rested his forehead against yours, inhaling and exhaling with his eyes closed. God. He feels so in love, it kills him. What would he do without you? Everyone picked his flesh till it was just his heart exposed in the dirt, still struggling to beat. But you found it. Not to pick anymore flesh(there was none left). But to rip open your ribs and keep that heart locked in you forever. Safe and sound.

#this got so sad and cute towards the ending i wanna cry #toji x reader #toji fushiguro #toji fluff #jjk x reader #toji angst #toji fushiguro fluff #fushiguro toji x reader #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jjk angst

[finleycannotdraw]

we need all types of art in fandoms

#angst #fluff #fanfiction #ao3 #fic writers #fix its #whump #what do I tag this as💀 #fandom #good omens #loki series #legend of zelda #sherlock

[truetogaia]

just thinking and crying over the way simon would continue to refer to you as “his girl” even after your sudden passing.

he would talk about you as if you were still alive whenever relationships came up in conversation. and he’d be so reluctant to allow anyone, even his respected comrades, to try and comfort him.

“yeah, me n my girl have been together for years now. she’s everything. all i’ve got, ya know?”

he would make sure to always keep your resting place full of life. Whether that was by planting your favorite plant, and naming it after you, or always keeping it filled with bouquets of your favorite flowers. and he’d always take your beloved pet that you left behind to go see you.

“did you miss mommy, p/n? i bet our girl missed you so much.” and he’d smile sadly when your baby showed signs of recognizing your grave. his heavy hand petting it comfortingly “so excited to see her today, yeah?”

cod masterlist

#in my crying era #drabbles #simon riley x reader #simon riley #cod ghost #ghost angst #simon riley angst #ghost x reader #cod angst #cod fluff #ghost fluff #simon riley fluff

[strange-birb]

Based on og bost by @thethirdtriplet

Order left to right pic 1 lolz

Damian, cass, dick, duke, Tim, Steph :)

#batfamily #batfam #angst #jason todd #batbros #batboys #fluff #the batfamily #Tim drake #Stephanie brown #Cassandra Cain #duke Thomas #Damian Wayne #dick Grayson #nightwing #red hood #Red Robin #batfam crack #batfamily headcanons #incorrect batfam #incorrect batfamily quotes #batman #stephanie brown dc #spoiler dc #crack #red hood fluff #Bruce got shut down #Jason said no #tim is slaying #red hood makes a cute costume

[imfinereallyy]

you can pry happy endings from my cold-dead hands. It can be the most heart stopping, gut wrenching fic that has every existed and I will read every drop of it if I get my happy ending. I have had enough painful endings in real life, give me happy in my fantasy world. It can be at the last second, it can be a single sentence, even a single word. Give me all the angst and hurt in the world for 500,000 words, but please give me the comfort I need in the ending. please and thank you.

#do I love angst? yes. but also need to be happy in my delulu world for five seconds #sometimes you need domestic fluff to soothe the burn #fan fiction #ao3 #hurt/comfort #steddie #stranger things #lumax #byler #ronance #steve harrington #Eddie Munson #archive of our own #wattpad #robin buckley #steve x eddie #happy endings