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vimara00 · 1 year

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The date (Shigaraki X F!Reader) By Vi ✨

Hi everyone, It's Vi ✨ I decided to write part two of my recent post (if you haven't read it, click here) I hope you enjoy! (Again, I'm sorry if there are any grammatical mistakes, english is not my first language 🙏🏻)

Tag @thickemadame

Warnings: mentions of blood but fluff anyway

All characters reservations to Horikoshi

Shigaraki has been talking with y/n for over two weeks and they already had planned where they would go to have lunch. It actually took that long to organised because of Tomura's "busy schedule" (which meant finding a day where AFO or the league wouldn't need him) and also because he needed to make sure the place they picked was safe (but she didn't have to know any of that)

All this nights spent together talking and playing games, made him believed that maybe there was a chance to be loved and happy in this world. And he liked the person he became around her, made him feel a little more human and not a complete "monster", like everybody thought.

However, he was scared shirtless of her reaction when she'd put the pieces together and realised who he really was and what he was aiming to achieve. But Tomura wished that when it happens, she'll understand him and stays by his side.

The day of their "date", as he liked to call it, was around the corner and so was his anxiety. What if he was too much of a freak for her? What if she saw him at daylight and thought he was ugly (which he believed he was)? How would he talked to a woman when all his life he was rejected or feared by them? So many questions that didn't let him sleep at night. That and the constant thoughts of her soft skin and how good it felt to have her lips on his cheek. He dreamed about having her in front of him and being able to kiss and caress her body.

He didn't have anybody to share his thoughts and opinions about this and he knew he couldn't ask his master; he would say that she was a "distraction" and would try to hurt her. That's why he reminded calmed and did his own research by watching shitty romantic movies and series.

He was in the middle of "Notting Hill" when a new notification arrived, it was a message from y/n!

Cute girl: Hi Tomura! Can't wait to see you tomorrow ❤️

Cute girl: Oh and Sombra also says hi!

His heartbeat increased a lot every time she sent him a text or call. Tomura really enjoyed talking to her; she always had something interesting and funny to say and make his day better. He's excited to see y/n tomorrow! And his mind drifts to what cute outfit would she use and wonders if he should asked her what colours was she going to wear in order to match with hers but realised it might be a little creepy as they haven't known each other for that long.

Suddenly he felt into the realisation that he hadn't thought about an outfit yet and it made him panicked. Running to his closest and looking for something suitable to wear. He couldn't hide his face behind "father" but he also couldn't wear another hoodie so his long dilema started. It took him almost two hours to find something that made him look decent enough and then, he heard another notification.

Cute girl: Hey, it's everything alright?

Cute girl: If you don't feel like going out, it's ok! You don't have to

Oh god no! He had forgotten to respond. Why was he such an idiot? Now she thought he didn't want to come! As usual, he started to scratch his neck furiously till it bleed. Maybe he was overthinking this too much and forgot that he needed to enjoy

Him: Hi y/n!

Him: I'm sorry! I didn't mean to left you on read! I remembered that I didn't have anything planned to wear and I started looking for something and lost track of time

Him: I'm really excited to see you tomorrow

Him: hope u haven't changed your mind about our date

Cute girl: Oh, don't worry! I just thought you didn't want to come and, if I'm being honest, I was kinda sad 🥺🙈

Cute girl: So... Are we seeing each other tomorrow?

Him: Yes!

Cute girl: Yeiiii! I'm so happy!

Cute girl: See you on tomorrow then! ☺️

Tomura was so happy that she seemed to be excited to see him and what was even better was that she didn't corrected him when he said it was "date" so it meant she wanted to date him too! At least, he hoped it meant that

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Tomura arrived half an hour earlier just in case. He didn't want to spoil anything. Today must be perfect! He was waiting on a bench at the park near the restaurant when she appeared. Her h/c hair was down, she had very little make up (as much as he could tell) that made her face lighted up even more and she was wearing a black long sleeve dress with a big scarf that hide part of her face but he could still see the blush on her nose and cheeks. His eyes widened as he took in the sight of her. She looked so adorable and sexy at the same time! How was that even possible?!

When she finally spotted him, she hurried to where he was and gave him a big hug that last more than it should for two people who didn't know each other that well. Tomura stood still while being embraced by her. The last time he was held like this, he ended up decaying his whole family so it made him worried. He wasn't sure if he should reciprocate the gesture so he opted for leaning closer in order to smelt her sweet perfume; she smelt like vanilla and happiness. He wished he smell good enough for her as he took three showers to get rid of blood's smell (he had happened to come across some heroes yesterday and things had scaled quickly)

"It's so nice to see you, Tomura! Thanks for coming" She said while distancing herself from him and he was invaded by sadness as he lost the comfort her embrace provided him.

Then, Y/n looked at him up and down and said "You do look good, gamer boy" and winked at him. At that moment, Shigaraki lost the hability to speak as he was too shocked by her statement. Never in his whole life he'd had someone telling him such a thing and not being joking. Did she truly think he "looked good"? If it wasn't for her innocent smile and those doe eyes, he would've thought it was a joke.

"T-Thanks... You look really pretty" "Thank youuuu! How about we go to the restaurant? I'm starving hahaha" She laughed and Tomura seriously believed it was the greatest melody he's ever heard. As he nodded, she grabbed his arm and pulled from him saying "Let's go then!"

They sat across each other on the floor at a very traditional Japanese restaurant. She did most of the talking and he was glad about it. First of all because he wanted to know everything about her and secondly, cause he still couldn't grasped the fact that he was on a date with the most beautiful woman to ever exist on earth. When food arrived, she went to grab a napkin for both but so was Tomura and their hands touched making her blush adorably and he couldn't help but stared. She looked at him, then to their hands and frowned. He paralysed. Was he staring too much? Did his hand disgusted her? Before he could kept on thinking, she took his hand into hers and said "I don't know what you did but you have to be more careful" as she healed his wounds while caressing them with so much tenderness that he had to suppressed the need to kiss her "There, you are all healed!"

She released his hand and gave him a look full of curiosity "What?" He asked as he was getting nervous of how intense her stare was "Oh nothing... I'm just wondering which is your quirk, if you have you, of course" Tomura remained silenced for a few seconds and contemplated the idea of telling her the truth. He didn't want to risk their possible future but he didn't want to lie to her either "I have a decay quirk. I turn into dust everything I touch with my hands. I know it's kinda creepy but..." y/n didn't let him finished as she said "Wow! That's such a powerful quirk you have! Nobody would mess with you, that's for sure hahaha"

Shigaraki was glad you took it well as their conversation kept going. She asked many questions about his personal life and also talked about the place she worked at. Apparently, she was a nurse that worked at a local hospital (her quirk being really convenient) and she lived alone with Sombra near the league's hideout

After a while, they left the restaurant but didn't want the date come to an end so they went to the park to chat some more as they walked. Tomura didn't want to overthinking about the fact that his hand interviewed with hers and she didn't complained; actually, she seemed really comfortable and he couldn't be happier.

A few minutes into walking, he realised she was shivering and so he copied the same gesture he saw many times in those romantic movies. He took his jacket off and put it in her shoulder while keeping his arm around her in order to kept her warm. Her face was blushing so hard that he thanked all the time he spent watching TV instead of preparing for the LOV next attack

She was so close that he could just leaned down a little bit and kissed her. They remained on their spot while looking at each other intensively and leaned forward for a very expected kiss. But luck was not with them as it started to rain and they had to run to a tree for shelter. When it stopped raining, he took her to her apartment but didn't leave before coming to the door and saying hi to Sombra.

"I had so much fun today! I was thinking that when you are not busy, maybe you could come to my house. I can cook something nice and we can play games... What do you say?" She looked at him waiting for his response but Tomura sword he was in another galaxy. Of course he wanted to spent more time with her and try what she prepared for him "I would love to. How about next Saturday?" "Yes! Then, see you on Saturday Tomura!" She came closer to kiss his cheek and whispered into his ear "I'm looking forward to see you again, gamer boy"

When Tomura arrived at his bedroom, he saw that he had a new notification; a message from you that made him lose the hability to breathe. (Literally *tomura e.x.e stopped working*)

Cute girl: Tomuraaaa, you left your jacket

Cute girl: I'll give it back on Saturday, ok?

Cute girl: Oh and for the record, I would've let you kiss me in the park 🙈

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aliasrocket · 11 months

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I wanted to say something for an anonymous comment about feeling less embarrassed of having feelings for Rocket. I must say I totally understand that.

A month ago, when GOTG VOL 3 was released, I went to see it at the cinema with my mother, I spent the whole movie very excited for Rocket, but right in that scene where he is on the verge of death and he meets Lylla again, SOMETHING INSIDE IT CHANGED ABOUT ME, because when they were hugging I realized I was JEALOUS, and in my mind I thought "OH NO, IT'S HAPPENING TO ME AGAIN", because I always fall for characters that might be unconventional or weird to other people , then I start looking for fics and I realize that there are not many for the same reason, or there are many where it is more platonic and I think "IT IS NOT ENOUGH" And it's more complicated for me because my first language is not English and in my language there is NOTHING. So meeting people who write Rocket the way I imagined really makes me very happy. I'm even thinking about writing some one shots myself but it's hard, I've never written NSFW and I find it kind of funny that I want to start with Rocket.

Oh my god this was absolutely sweet.

Yes!! Everyone IT IS OKAY TO LIKE UNCONVENTIONAL CHARACTERS. LITERALLY, IT IS NOT A BIG DEAL!! JUST BE YOU!!!

And I’m really sorry there isn’t much fics in your language, but on the bright side I’m really happy that you’re at least able to read and write in english even if it isn’t your first language!

Also, yeah, in my experience, besides sighing the whole goddamn movie (except for the first 10 mins, I will give myself that,) I remember leaving the theatre in a sigh and going on ao3 like “ah shit, here we go again” bc this is the 1982838th time I’ve visited ao3 for some really obscure ship or an x reader fic for a very underrated character.

And about that Rocket smut, I understand how can it be daunting and I’d really love to help you!

Ykw, let me make a quick guide for anyone who’s scared of writing Rocket smut!! But for those of you who wouldn’t wanna read some real ugly/stupid stuff, don’t press the ‘keep reading’ line, haha.

a quick (and definitely unhinged) guide to writing Rocket smut XD

OBVIOUS NSFW WARNING!!! It gets ugly guys please THIS IS YOUR WARNING I’M NOT JOKING!!

If you’re uncomfortable with heavy nsfw please turn away now!!

written by aliasrocket (89P13 on ao3 hehe)

Suitable for any smut involving Rocket! (Looking at you guys, roquill shippers. Don’t worry, I welcome all ships on my blog <3)

This is supposed to be a writing smut guide specifically meant for Rocket so I’m not gonna go into the basics of writing smut, but if you’re a total beginner, here’s some pointers to help :

the genitals, legs, muscles, brain : main places that tend to be the most stimulated, exhausted or absolutely wiped. That being said, you can use these as a starting point for describing the feelings the characters or the reader may feel in the moment.

besides the main thing, you could try to set the mood by maybe mentioning how the moans sounded like, (screams, squeals, cries etc.) and other things the characters were doing to ground them in the moment, like gripping the sheets, gripping the other person’s shoulder or hips, etc.

Okay, so, about Rocket in particular …

Yeah, of course writing smut about a fucking Raccoon isn’t going to be fucking easy. But don’t worry, as someone who has studied all 3 gotg films and slowed down quite possibly every single Rocket clip in existence (enough to know Rocket … is genuinely CANONICALLY is very particular/skilled with his fingers, he knows where he’s putting them and knows EXACTLY which buttons to press on any tech, so … definitely good at using his fingers if you catch my drift) I think I might have gotten the hang of it to help some of you guys out.

So first off, when I write Rocket smut I always imagine he’s his comic height instead of his mcu height (don’t search it up, you’re just gonna be depressed about it trust me) so all you have to know is that if he pressed you up against a wall his head would be around your shoulder blade area. For missionary, he’s probably around your collarbone.

Rocket canonically has sharp and absolutely grown out nails. No, they’re not retractible. I’ve done research on this, but if you’d like to write him fingering someone, Rocket can have his nails trimmed.

It would hurt if Rocket bit you. Like, it would fucking bleed. So I’m sorry to say to those biting kink girlies (those are me hi) but Rocket can only afford to give you or someone else some nibbles on the skin unless you guys want some serious bloodplay on your hands. This is because he has protruding fangs on both his upper and lower row of teeth, his lower ones more prominent than the top.

Rocket can, however, eat you out. Don’t wanna get too into depth with this but basically his tongue can stick out his muzzle pretty well and his nose makes for a good clit-stimulator HAHAHAH

!!! : (this is going to be a description of the average raccoon penis so skip this if you don’t wanna know about this because you can DEFINITELY write Rocket smut without having to know this so please be free) I had to research this for a very specific request (pls ily shameless anon/pos) and I almost cried out of the loss of my sanity but anyway, raccoons have a baculum bone which is basically a bone in their penis that helps with copulation, its average length is about 4 inches but can be longer if you catch my drift. The genital itself is a like a rod with a ‘spiky’ end (it’s not actually spiky but it looks that way) compared to human genitalia, kind of like a cat’s but much longer and it is a very dark shade of brown or just plain black. Feel free to use any of these for a possible description if ever you need it, though I never really talk about it in fics, especially the whole ‘spiky’ thing. That being said, Rocket should not have an issue with size, as the the average human male genitalia is about five inches, meaning he can hit anyone’s g-spot just fine.

I might add more points if I have any more but this is all I got right now. I really hope this somehow encouraged you to write that nsfw fic you wanted, and just know everyone’s got interests, it’s fine if not a lot of people irl are into Rocket that way, because that’s literally what the internet is for!

#omg I am so sorry guys please forgive me #but if you are considering writing your own Rocket smut this might be helpful #this is so unhinged omg HAHAHA #guardians of the galaxy #rocket raccoon #rocket raccoon fanfic #rocket raccoon imagine #rocket raccoon x you #rocket raccoon x reader #rocket gotg #ask reply #ask response #ask away!#thanks for the ask!#send dirty asks #.alias.help.

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alloftheimaginesblog · 2 years

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Headcanons for being Prom Queen and secretly having a crush on Eddie Munson...

requested by anon: Hello there! Can I please request some headcanons about being a prom Queen who’s secretly a nerd, and having a secret crush on Eddie Munson, but not admitting it as you don’t want to lose your Reputation as a popular queen bee in your school, please? Thank you so much!

All you'd wanted growing up was to be liked and appreciated so when the chance came for you to get in with the popular kids, of course you leapt at the chance. It meant hiding a lot of your personality and interests for fear that you'd be ridiculed.

Your second best kept secret was that you were secretly a nerd. You loved all things nerdy; books, comics, superheroes, fantasy, Dungeons and Dragons, video games... You loved them.

Your ultimate best kept secret was that you secretly had a crush on Eddie Munson.

He was the 'freak' of the school to most but not to you; never to you. To you, he was everything you were; nerdy, excited about his interests and he wasn't afraid to show it. There was a main different between you and Eddie - he was brave to be himself whereas you felt like you had to hide that part of you from the world in fear of losing your reputation as the popular prom queen. Whenever he makes a scene and berates the jocks, you can't help but smile.

Eddie knows you who are - the whole school knows who you are - and he knows your secret. Well one of them. He knows that you're hiding yourself from the rest of the school.

He'd ran into you one day when you were in the comic book store, hair a mess wearing a Ghostbusters t-shirt as your arms were full of Marvel comics. His grin was the widest you've ever seen it.

"Well, well, well if it isn't the Queen of Hawkins High."

"Eddie- I- I'm just shopping for my brother. He's a massive nerd."

"Are you sure, Princess? Are you sure you're not just hiding yourself away from the whole of the school in order to stay popular?"

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Sure you don't. Don't worry, your secret's safe with me, Prom Queen."

You don't know why he keeps your secret, you don't know why he doesn't tell everyone and spread a rumour but you appreciate that he doesn't.

He pops up, finding you when you're alone in the library or in the halls, and chats to you. He's always very flirty and pays you so many compliments and always makes a point of asking you why you're hiding.

"You're just like me, (y/n)... You're a nerd, pretty and popular, but you're a nerd."

"You don't need to hide you know. Being an outcast isn't as bad as they say."

"If your popular friends disowned you, you'd always have a place in the Hellfire Club."

He wouldn't admit it to you, thinking you saw him as nothing more than a mere acquaintance, but he's had a crush on you for a while too. Sure, you're pretty and have a gorgeous smile but he likes that you're nerdy, he likes that you have a side no one else but he knows.

As time goes on, the more time you spend with Eddie secretly - just mere minutes each day - you can't help but fall for him. Your feelings for him grow and grow and grow. You know Eddie likes you, he tells you all the time.

"When are you going to let me take you on a date, Princess?"

He corners you in the library and you try and ignore the desire to kiss him but oh my god, the way his hair falls into his face and the way his brown eyes look at you drives you crazy and he knows it.

You have your first kiss in the library, hidden in the section no one visits, up in the back left hand corner. His kiss is hungry yet sweet, not wanting to scare you off or go too fast. His rings are cold against your skin as he caresses your cheek.

From then on, you and Eddie start sneaking around. He kind of like the sneaking but he wishes more than anything to show you off, to make it known that you're his and he's yours. He understands that you're not ready for that yet and doesn't push it.

You hang out at his trailer smoking and talking about movies and music.

You go to the arcades where you beat his high scores on pretty much everything.

He introduces you to his Uncle Wayne.

He starts teaching you how to play guitar.

He lets you wear his Hellfire shirt.

You meet up in the library, same spot same time, to make out and you'll sneak to his van after school's finished to spend some time in the back.

It's there as you're half naked tangled around each other in the cramped space of Eddie's van that he whispers against your skin that he's falling in love with you.

Immediately, you shut down. You love him too but you're still very much in denial and if you admit it to yourself it means it real.

Scared, you push him away. You're scared of your feelings, scared of being found out, scared of not being popular anymore so you end things... He's pissed. He knows why you cut things off, he knows exactly what you're scared of. It probably starts a rather explosive fight as you scramble to get dressed in the back of his van.

"Are you really going to throw away your shot at happiness so you can continue being popular? Is being popular worth that much? What are you gonna do when you leave school, eh? You'll have nothing."

You leave and you notice that Eddie doesn't come to school for the next few days. You can't help but thinking about what he said when you ended things and worst of all, you know that he's right. Popularity means nothing once school's finished. Would your so called friends care enough to stick around? They gossiped and bitched about you behind your back as high school girls tend to do so you knew that once school ended, you'd probably never really see them again.

Was your reputation as being popular worth that much that you'd sacrifice your own happiness for it?

It's a week later and Eddie doesn't acknowledge you. You've tried various times to speak to him but each time he looks past you as though you're not even there and he walks away. He's dramatic but he told you he was falling in love with you and you broke his heart. He has a right to be pissed.

As Jason Carver approaches you, Prom King to Prom Queen, asking you out, it's then you decide enough is enough and in the middle of the lunch hall, you ignore Jason and storm over the Hellfire Club table.

"Eddie, I need to talk to you."

Your friends at the popular table are all confused, muttering to themselves about what you're doing talking to Munson.

"Thought you didn't want to be seen with me, Princess."

"I don't give a fuck anymore, Eds."

He looks at you, eyebrow quirked and smirking, "Oh yeah?" He stands up, "What you gonna do, Prom Queen?"

"This."

You kiss him - hard. The Hellfire Club break into cheers and applause, your friends are all staring at you in disgust and confusion and you can't stop smiling when you and Eddie pull apart.

"Yeah, that's right Carver, she picked me!"

Eddie probably starts chanting, "Freaks always win! Freaks always win!" and gets at least half of the lunch hall to shout it too as you just watch in amusement.

Yeah, your reputation as popular is fucked but you don't care. You have Eddie and he's more important.

#prompt #headcanon prompt #headcanon #eddie munson #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #imagine #stranger things imagine #stranger things #st #st imagine

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hoshi-y · 2 years

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Oooh! Follow up for the Yugi twins being besties and forming a pact about their love for the reader... How about they secretly break the pact rules when alone with the reader, and things get saucy and spicy!!!

Love Triangle

Part 2 (Amane route)

(Part 1)

Genre : Fluff with Lime

Characters : Yugi Amane

TW : Slight Heated Content

A/N : You know HAHEHEHHEHE nothing but good lime to help me cope with my stress LMAOHAHSHZHA, This is by far the most longets one shot I have ever wrote but I'm not complaining

I Hope you enjoy 💗

Well, Some promises were meant to be broken.

So far so good, None of them have brokrn the rule

yet

These two confessed to you at the same time

making you slightly panicked

"[F/N], Please go out with me!" The twins said, as they slowly glared at each other "A-ah.. Oh dear.. I didn't know you two had that type of feelings for me.."

Amane tenderly held your hand as he gave you the most attractive smile making an arrow go right thru you "I've liked you ever since Elementary, [F/N], Although you don't have to give me an answer right away.. I can wait" Amane was about to add more when Tsukasa pushed him away as he took his brothers place

"Words can't describe how much I like you [F/N], I can't go a single day not thinking about you.."

You didn't know what to do... Actually you couldn't believe that these two would fight over you, are you worth that much fighting for?

"You two stop.. I'm not gonna answer neither of you if you keep fighting.. If I am gonna be the sole reason why your relationships are not going well I'm sorry but.. I'll decline your confessions.." You bowed but I guess neither of them will stop until you can fall inlove with one of them.

"Why don't we court you [F/N]? See if you'll.. like either one of us.." Amane said in a soft tone as Tsukasa was rapidly nodding his head

Should you accept? decline? Ahh.. Worst case scenario if you declined these two might still end up fighting, or maybe they can man up and mature to stop but you doubt they would..

You sighed as you nodded your head "Fine.. Alright.." Their eyes lit up, Maybe you should have declined-

They look more competitive as ever.

"Well, since you accepted, why not hang out with me? just the two of us" Amane asked as Tsukasa stared at his brother in disbelief

"WHAT I was gonna ask them first!"

"Too bad."

"You guys.." They shut their mouths, but held a glare at each other

"I'd.. Love to hangout with you Amane.. And I'll hang out with you next Tsu.. Just don't fight.." Their eyes lit up with excitement, god you sounded like you were giving out schedules for your dates..

You were excited, but scared at the same time, what if you hurt Tsukasa's feelings?

No he looked excited when you said you'll hang out with him next..

was he.. a masochist???

Ehh.. you let him do what he wants

Amane wanted to bring you to the movies and then a night market on Saturday!

You were very excited cause you heard the night market had loads of cute things

A hole drilled in your pockets

But are you reaalllyy gonna place down a single money?

You stood at the front of your gate shocked

Amane said he was gonna pick you up at the front of your house, so you thought like walk by your house and then the two of you will go to the train station together..

But no your boy was driving a car, when did he get a license?

"W-WHAT?! Amane when did you learn how to drive?!" You eyed him getting out of the drivers seat and walked up to you with a smile

Since it was the cold seasons already, He wore a long sleeved beige turtle neck sweater and a black coat and brown pants, Was he always this good looking?

"Heya~ I recently just got my drivers license! So why not use it hm?" He took off his coat and placed it over your shoulders "You might get cold.. Come on let's go, I heard the line up for The Orphan first kill is long" He held your hand making you blush, You couldn't feel the harsh coldness of the wind with your burning face

He opened the passenger door as he helped you get in, once you got in he closed the door and went to the drivers door and got in and started the engine

"No offense or anything Amane.. But" Amane looked to his right to see you gripping onto the seat belt as he let out a chuckle "Don't worry~ If I didn't know how to drive how'd I get here safely? I won't intentionally hurt you, [F/N], anyways lets go" He got out of parking and started taking the both of you to the cinema

When was he SO attractive? even with driving he looked unbelievably ethereal.. Not to mention those hands—

"Are you alright? you've been staring at me for awhile now, or is it you've fallen for me?~" You immediately looked away as your face turned into a deep red "N-no.."

When the both of you finally got there, parked, and went inside

it was PACKED with people mhm

You two just got lucky there was a little line at the movie you were gonna watch

Amane let you choose what food to eat TT

He paid for EVERYTHING

Man how much he got in those pockets??

While watching, he enjoyed himself while you didn't

Why did he enjoy himself? Well

Everytime eerie music would come up you would cling onto his arm unaware of it

And when a jumpscare happens you hide into his arms

The best day he has ever had cause he got to hold you so close to him

After the movie you were beat up

Amane tried to cheer you up by mentioning the night market

Which worked, obviously

It was 5pm already so you walked around the food stalls!

You didn't even spend a single penny...

"A-amane you don't have to pay for everything you know.." You eyed him as he payed the stall vendour and took both your smoothies "Nah I like spoiling you"

'WHAT TYPE OF SPOILING IS THIS?!—'

It was now quarter to 7, The official opening of the ngith market, You and Amane walked around looking at the different stalls and what they were selling, This little stall caught your attention because of its cute decorations, It was selling necklaces, bracelt, and earrings

A necklace with a cresent moon on it caught your eye as Amane followed your gaze "Do you want it?" You looked at him "Yeah its so pretty~ Like look it even has—"

You felt him put something around your neck (his hands—), It was the necklace you wanted

"It looks good on you~" Before he can grab his wallet to pay, you got to him first, I mean you were planning on buying it anyways

"Thank you for stopping by! come again!" The seller said as the two of you explored the area more "Heyy.. I wanted to pay for it.."

"Amane you're paying for things you won't even use.." You deadpanned "But, I for sure know it would be for good use" He held your hand as he looked back at you

"You tired?" You nodded as you yawned "I had a very great time today.." Hugging his arm, it was his turn to be a tomato "Do you want something Amane? I feel bad for making you pay for all of this.."

"Actually, There is something I do want"

"What is it?" You asked innocently

"You."

You sped walk away from him as he laughed a d cuaght up with you

"Aw come on that was good!"

It was time, to bring you home

But you didn't wanna go home just yet so you asked Amane if you could chill at his house

Maybe watch more movies or a series

but are you really sure that the only thing the both of you will do is watch?

"Let's watch Legend of the blue Sea!! "

"You've watched that show alot of times already [F/N]..." He looked at you as you typed in the Series

"Who cares~"

Everything was going smoothly

No one was home to disturb the both of you

Not even Tsukasa was home

Well, They were times Amane would be, needy for you

But he didn't wanna break the rule and let his younger brother have you

Maybe.. If he didn't make it obvious..

While your eyes were glued to the screen, you felt two arms wrap around your waist, You turned your head to the right and came face to face with Amane

"A-amane.. What are you doing?.." You asked as he got closer, so close that one move the both of you can already kiss.

He held your hands as he got closer to your ear "Have I mentioned how beautiful you are [F/N]?.." He said in a husky tone which made you explode in red

"A-amane.."

"[F/N].. May I?."

You hesitated but unknowingly nodded, He captured your lips into a kiss as he laid you down making him hover ontop of you

The kiss was sweet and gentle at first, But became rougher each second making it hard for you to keep up making the kiss slightly sloppy

You turned your head to the side to get air but Amane pulled you back in, He licked your bottom lip asking for permission to enter and you shyly opened your mouth as you let him explore

You two tried to fight for dominance but of course he wins everytime as he explored every area of that pretty mouth of yours

Amane pulled away leaving a trail of saliva connected to both of your tongues

"A-Amane— hng.." He dipped his face onto your neck and started pepperong it with kisses, He held both your hands down onto the bed as he started finding your sweet spot

"Amane I-I don't we should— A-ah!" You couldn't comprehend the amount of pleasure you were receiving at the moment, as your mind went into a daze

Amane kept sucking and biting on your neck as he trailed it down to your collarbone, He sat you down on his lap as he brought you back into a kiss as he held your waist, your hands found its way to his choppy black

Finally pulling away panting as Amane admires the work he has done

From your neck that was almost filled with hickeys, to your very flushed face and disheveled hair

"You taste very sweet, [F/N]" He chuckled as he held onto your cheek as he leaned in closer "Mm~ Makes me want to taste it a little more..~" As he laid you back down and continued where both of you left off.

Who knew, an innocent date turned into a heated makeout session

(Tsukasa Route)

I feel very dissatisfied with the lime so I might yk tweak a little hehshzhsh, BUT THIS WAS BY FAR ONE OF THE LONGETS ONE SHOT I HAVE EVER WROTE I even had to seperate it

#toilet bound hanako kun #jibaku shoujo hanako kun #tbhk x reader #hanako kun #jshk #tbhk #tbhk hanako #yugi amane #tbhk amane #amane x reader

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katierosefun · 17 days

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tagged by @b1uetrees! thank you for the tag buddy!

do you make your bed? i try, the operating word being try. i used to be really good at making my bed, but for the last few weeks, i've been lucky to just straighten out my sheets and pile my pillows on the right way before darting around to make myself breakfast and wash my face.

what's your favourite number? i've always really liked 12 for some reason. maybe because i associate it with the year of the dragon, which is the zodiac year i'm born in?

what is your job? i'm a second-year law student. i think the closest i have to a job right now is that i'm a student attorney (which has been very exciting, because it's definitely aligned with what i want to do after graduation), and this coming summer, i'll be working at a law firm (which is also exciting. everyone pray i don't screw up)

If you could go back to school would you? i mean, would i pursue more education after getting my current degree? i'm not sure. i've played with the idea of getting an mfa for a while now, but also? i think mfa's cost so much money, and the rewards aren't always very tangible. so it depends on how financially comfortable i am and if i can figure out a way to get into publishing without an mfa haha!

can you parallel park? i don't know how to drive, so nope

a job you had that would surprise people? i always get questions about what the heck a costume stock keeper does, but for a short while, i was a costume stock keeper. which basically meant that i organized the costume stock room in my college's theater department. it was really cool, because we had a huge stock room, and my bosses were people who actually worked in a lot of really cool movies, so that was neat!

do you think aliens are real? i have to think so! like, the universe is so big--how can there not be other things out there?

can you drive a manual car? i can drive a golf car. does that count?

what's your guilty pleasure? not really certain if i feel guilty about this yet . . . i guess watching kinda bad old kdramas? (like . . . i know there are some tropes that we've left behind in the early 2010s/early 2000s, but what can i say--some classics are classics, even if some of the stories wouldn't fly in 2024.)

tattoos? none right now, although i've been wondering if i want to get a tattoo before i graduate law school. i think i want to get a constellation somewhere on my bicep. but also, i get so scared of something being permanent and how skin changes over the years, so maybe not :/

favourite colour? i'm currently digging really deep greens lately!

favourite type of music? i think i've been really loving a lot of moody ballads and alternative rock . . . and also whatever the hell the music in alien stage is right now!

do you like puzzles? nope--i'm not patient enough for puzzles a;shdfasdf

any phobias? i am terrified of spiders. i don't care if they're smaller than me--they have eight legs, i have two, and also the way they move freaks me out so much oh my god why do they move like that ! !!

favourite childhood sport? i really liked to swim as a kid, and i still do

do you talk to yourself? yeah--mostly when i'm annoyed or stressed. i've been known to quickly mute myself on zoom meetings or make more of an effort to just shut my mouth whenever i'm waiting for someone to come onto zoom, because i once started muttering "jesus christ, what a way to make a first impression--i can't believe you're late" and i didn't realize that there was? a little thing that was? making a transcript of everything i was muttering? if my boss ever read that transcript, they've been kind enough to never mention it--so!!!! anyways!!! i'm working on that lol

what movie(s) do you adore? i really love kogonada's films (columbus and after yang are probably the major ones), and i also love the korean adaptation of little forest. and also beginners. in general, i think i love films with a lot of green coloring and also just enough moments of quiet to make you feel comforted! or at least--better said--i like movies that feel like you've had a conversation with someone.

coffee or tea? coffee for when i want to wake up and tea for when i want to wind down!

first thing you wanted to be growing up? a writer :) or, at the very least, a well-known storyteller.

no pressure tags: @kckenobi @lightasthesun @l-tyrell @reese-haleth

#no pressure tags #thank you!!

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ilovewillsolace · 2 years

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another thing that really excites me about octavian: these fucking bears. every, literally every his action since the end of the son of Neptune is accompanied by bears. everything he does is reflected on the bears (squeezes them out of anger, hugs, strangles, and so on).

oh, by the way, a little disclaimer: I sort out the characters mostly from the point of view of psychology and not literature (and this is btw the best way to parse Octavian than parsing him as a literary hero because riordan did not try to prescribe him specifically) so I warn you in advance that there will be no "octavian walks with bears because of his autism" because I strongly doubt that Rick meant it

so I have two theories about why there are so many of these bears I hate because there are too, too many of them (and both are sad enough)

the first: what do you know about villains and milk?

I'll say right away: I love movies, so I can't help but know about this escalating trope when a villain drinks milk (it subconsciously scares us because milk is associated with something good and warm, and when a villain drinks it, it causes cognitive dissonance and makes us uncomfortable). milk is associated with one of the earliest stages of human development and soft toys appear at a later age, but I think this may have a similar effect.

perhaps Rick wanted to achieve the same effect by prescribing Octavian, who is constantly somehow torturing these toys like "oh no, how dare he cut these toys oh gods, even poor fucking Percy's panda, look at this heartless scum." personally, it seems idiotic to me, but... the fandom is really being conducted on this, many people hate Octavian literally because of this damn panda, we live in a world with a stroke

moreover, the moment when Octavian says to Percy, "what, I don't sacrifice animals, only toys, we have moved away from this tradition" is insanely sweet and endearing for me personally? like look at my boy, he can't even imagine that you can kill animals and— oh gods, I'm such a snot for this moment. and by the way, now I'm going to run a little bit about why this moment causes emotion in me and aggression in the fandom. It's simple: I hate Percy (and that's a really useful quality!) because this way I can look at what is happening, taking into account his point of view, and therefore see not Octavian who cut his pillow, but Octavian who refuses to kill animals

and the second theory: even worse than the first

when these bears pissed me off so much that I decided to figure out why there were so many of them at all, I was pierced by the realization that maybe Riordan was trying to transfer Octavian's personality to toys. a toy is not a person. and subconsciously readers begin to think that in this case you can do anything with it

look at the amount of violence and cruelty towards Octavian in the canon, look at the amount of aggression and hatred towards Octavian in the fandom, and you will understand what I mean

I dont know what else to add about this because both of these theories devastate and kill me

#hoo #riordanverse #octavian hoo #pjo #octavian pjo #octavian #toa

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enha-hype · 1 year

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maeumi & me - ch 11 : sTOP EXPOSING US

Reality is properly starting to hit now. You're on your way to Jungwon's house and Maeumi is starting to get a bit restless which you know is because he senses your nervousness.

He was all excited the day before, when he saw you packing his stuff into bags – 'cause usually that meant you were taking him along on a trip. And that broke your heart a little, because you knew that he'd miss you, and you wouldn't even be able to make him understand why.

* * *

Twenty minutes later, you stand in front of Jungwon's house, half zoned out, wondering if there's some way you could just drop off Maeumi and get out of movie night; you really didn't feel like socialising right now. Besides, prolonging the goodbye would only make it worse. But then a part of you didn't want to leave him so soon either. Maybe you were being a bit too dramatic about this but you couldn't help it, you just loved the little guy so much. You sigh and ring the doorbell.

“SURPRISE!!”

You jump and Maeumi barks, both of you taken aback. You blink at the smiling faces in the doorway, wondering if you've forgotten your birthday or something. “Wha-? What is this? Why do you guys have party hats on?” you laugh, stepping inside.

“Well we wanted to give Maeumi a grand welcome,” Jungwon beams, pointing to all the food and games that they'd all apparently put together in the living room.

“Seems like it's more for me than him,” you joke, but are secretly touched by how sweet the guys are. You playfully punch your friends for keeping it a secret from you.

As for Maeumi, he's so happy on seeing everyone together that he gets the zoomies and goes around giving big sloppy kisses. Then he spots Layla, and gets even more excited and pees a little, right on the carpet, and everyone bursts into laughter. Everyone except you, that is.

“Oh no, Maeumi!” you groan, rushing over. “Jungwon, I'm so s- Wait. Why am I apologising? Yang Jungwon, as of today he is officially half yours. Deal with it 'cause you signed up for it,” you declare, crossing your arms.

He laughs. “Yeah yeah alright,”

* * *

“Wait we're still watching a movie, right?” Though you hadn't been so sure about coming here just a while ago, you were back in high spirits now, thanks to the guys. The past two hours were spent playing games and devouring all kinds of snacks that the others had brought. You felt kinda bad about not bringing anything but seeing as you didn't know you were supposed to, the guys dismissed your worries. As for Maeumi and Layla, they were in a world of their own, having fun with their toys.

“Of course! What do ya wanna watch?” Jungwon hands you the remote the to the TV.

“Why does y/n get to choose?” Riki whines.

“Because technically we wouldn't be doing this if it weren't for me,” you flash him a furtive smile and he rolls his eyes.

Sunghoon raises a hand, “No actually, we wouldn't be doing this if it weren't for Maeumi, so...”

“So, what, you want Maeumi to choose what we're gonna watch? Do you really want to watch squirrels on TV?” Jay snorts.

“Well, even in that case, no one knows Maeumi better than I do, so we're back to me,”

“Oh my god fine just choose something already!”

After scanning the menu for a while, you settle on one you and Heeseung have been wanting to watch for a while.

“Oh, I heard this one's really good,” Sunoo remarks.

“Great! So you guys okay with a horror movie?”

“NO!” Jake and Sunghoon cry out in unison.

You whip around to look at them, a teasing smile on your lips. “Aww are ya scared?”

“Pffft we're not scared- I mean I know I'm not, I just-”

“Yeah no they're terrified,” Jay interrupts.

“You are a terrible friend,” Sunghoon mutters.

a/n : finally back lmao. don't ask me why this chapter features jakehoon more than jungwon 🤡 i got a little carried away, okay?

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» synopsis : maeumi, your maltese pup, has been a huge part of your life ever since you first adopted him a few years ago. but little did you imagine that getting accepted into your dream university would mean having to leave him behind. heartbroken, you whine and lament to your friends about how unfair the situation is. whilst half-heartedly looking up foster homes maeumi could temporarily stay in, you're surprised when yang jungwon - a former schoolmate you'd hardly ever spoken to before - offers to take him in.

» pairing : yang jungwon x gn! reader

» genre : college au, social media au, pet parents au, fluff, strangers (kind of?) to friends to lovers, humour, a lil bit of angst

» warnings : swearing, jokes about death/suicide (kms/kys etc), mentions of pet injury

disclaimer : this is purely a work of fiction made for entertainment purposes only!

tag list : open [comment or send an ask to be added <3] @hiqhkey @i-yeseo @harperwasstaken1 @tomorrowbymoa-together @kange3939

#enhypen fluff #enhypen imagines #enhypen smau #enhypen x gender neutral reader #kpop fluff #kpop smau #yang jungwon social media au #yang jungwon x reader #jungwon fluff #enha fluff #kpop pet parents au #kpop college au #enhypen

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wh6res · 3 years

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taeil — part of the my bloody valentine collection.

prompt. soulmates are connected by a red string.

synopsis. taeil thinks the whole system is bullshit. he needs to take matters into his own hands.

warnings. tread cautiously. swearing, mentions of death, blood, mentions of kidnapping, violence, turning a 'lil dubcon near the end, severe stockholm syndrome, manipulation

disclaimer. a friendly reminder that i do not, under any circumstance, condone or support any acts like this. this is not love and this is not how a normal relationship should be like. the things i write are all fiction and should be treated as such and if you don’t like it, please do not read it and waste your time hating on it. the 9 members of nct 127 do not act like this in real life and shouldn’t act like this in real life.

thank you to. sexeh sam @yukwonghei, cutie charlie @dundun-baby, and baby rina @greenish-taro for beta-reading!

since he was a kid, he’s fantasized about meeting his soulmate. creating scenario after scenario of how he’d meet ‘the one’ as he had cheesily addressed and had absolutely freaked when he finally saw the red string tied around his right wrist on his 20th birthday—courtesy of the soulmate rules of the universe, where one will finally be able to see the string tied around their body once they’ve come of age.

for years before he met that other soul who’s destined to be with him, taeil would stare at the red thread lying across the floor, disappearing under the gap of his door and out to the world unknown. he’d be so distracted, so aloof and in his own world as he anticipates the long-awaited day until his professor calls him out—“moon! do yourself a favor and stop daydreaming!”

until his friends snap him out of it—“thinking of them again? really?”

until his parents shake him out of his thoughts—“don’t worry, i bet they’ll love you!”

sometimes he just loved staring at the string, it was something so measly as a bunch of threads intricately woven together yet it held such a symbol in today’s world. call him lovesick or stupid but was it really wrong to feel excited? taeil’s even betting the person on the other side of this string is just as excited as he was, if not more.

in the man’s eyes, the strings are a symbol of something more than love—it symbolized the person the universe has created especially for him and no one else.

taeil can’t even imagine a world without these strings. how difficult it would be, to love and invest in someone who will only end up breaking your heart? no, the strings also meant reassurance.

assurance that he won’t get hurt.

an assurance of faithfulness.

he had only been a wide-eyed fresh grad looking for some place to intern when it happened. like a scene right out of a cheesy romance movie—he felt the persistent tugs of the string before finally meeting his soulmate. well, using the word meet to describe the whole ordeal is a huge stretch because it was more of a holy shit, is that my soulmate? rather than a hi, i'm your soulmate, taeil!

he merely saw the back of her poised figure but taeil’s heart felt like it wanted to explode, his emotions a mess and feeling everything to the extremes. nervous. scared. anxiety. happiness. excitement—it was all coming at him like bullets.

as taeil stared at her back, walking away, johnny kept shoving him forward, encouraging him to finally approach the person he’s been waiting for ever since that soulmate string appeared around his pinky.

but he couldn’t—not because he was so anxious he’d accidentally vomit the 4-cheese whopper he had for lunch but due to the line of people trailing behind his soulmate like a bunch of baby ducks to their mom. the thought of coming up to his soulmate and introducing himself in front of all those people?

romantic, maybe, but taeil doesn’t have the stomach to do that.

he remembers how much johnny had wolf whistled, unbelieving of the fact his friend managed to snag the possible heir to the company they’re attending an interview in as his soulmate.

“lucky little asshole,” johnny muttered.

taeil had been experiencing the post-effects of seeing his soulmate that he just weakly punched johnny’s arm for the heck of it. he probably didn’t even hear the name his younger friend had called him. taeil’s mind is clouding over, no thoughts in his head but the white polo shirt she wore, sleeves neatly rolled up, and the black pencil skirt hugging her legs and making her ass look so plump.

focus. he needs to focus on the interview right now or else he won’t even have the chance to work here and officially meet her. everything the interviewer asked passed through his head like paper planes in a classroom, shamelessly asking the woman sitting before him to repeat the question, too busy reveling about how their soulmate story would be the cliché office-love. not that taeil minds, he’d love going to work together—

two weeks later, johnny receives an email of acceptance. taeil doesn’t.

the man nearly threw his laptop away out of sheer disbelief and anger. okay, sure, maybe he could’ve done better in the interview but he graduated with latin honors in college! and from a prestigious college at that. he shouldn’t even be applying as a mere intern with the skill set he had yet he went with it because he’d always dreamed of working there.

and now knowing his soulmate is possibly someone who holds a high position in the company? everything just kept getting better and better for moon taeil.

except for that fucking email—pft, or lack thereof. how can they not accept him when he’s more capable than johnny, anyway? for fuck’s sake! taeil doesn’t even ask that guy for rent and he’s so thick-skinned that he stayed up to this day and freeloaded off taeil’s food and shelter.

the absolute unfairness of the situation makes taeil’s blood reach a fever point. he’s completely lossed it, leading him to spit “get the fuck out!” to the other male occupant in the apartment with eyes glaring and lips pulled into a nasty sneer.

johnny’s never seen taeil this upset before and decided that he’d be better off abiding by the older man’s wishes instead of contradicting it.

no. no. no. this can’t be happening. if taeil doesn’t work there, with her, all his sweet fantasies won’t come true and god forbid she ends up falling for another person in the company.

anyone would be naturally drawn to taeil’s soulmate. in his eyes, she’s a goddess in the flesh. taeil doesn’t even need to see her face, from the few seconds he saw a glimpse of her, her presence and allure in itself is already eye-catching. the way her low ponytail swished from side to side as she walked, her back straight and head held high.

taeil needs to see her again. maybe if she finds out he’s her soulmate she’ll put a good word in and he’ll get hired.

yeah. yeah, that’s a good plan.

“please get out of my office or i’ll call security.”

or not.

“no, wait. but i just said i’m your soulmate!” to further prove his point, he even raises up his pinky and sure enough the other end of the string is tied around hers. the incessant pull is there and if not for her sharp cold eyes anchoring him to the ground, taeil would’ve long been soaring high in cloud nine.

“and i said i don’t care,” she snaps just as her fingers sneakily pressed a button in her phone. “i have a fiancé. the whole soulmate bullshit doesn’t apply to rich people. so for the fucking last time, get out of my office.”

“but—”

the double doors of the vice president’s office bounces off the walls when two burly guards barge in. dressed in a white long sleeves and those heavy tinted shades of glasses that taeil hates. the two men waste no time in hooking their arms underneath the smaller, frail man as he thrashes against their arms.

“how can you not care about your soulmate?!” taeil can feel the beginning licks of the flames eating up his whole world as everything comes crashing down before his very eyes. “i’ve been—i’ve been waiting my whole life for you and this is how you treat me?!”

he doesn’t know what hurts more, the scratch in his throat as he screamed with all his might or the stoic look written on her face as the guards haul him away.

when johnny heard the news he’d never felt so sorry for his friend. rumors that initially circulated only between the executive board members had spread and trickled down to the common folk on the lower levels. johnny making it a mission to find out, had extracted himself from his usual cheery and extroverted self to blend in with the background. taeil has yet to talk to him after he got kicked out, so asking his friend—or ex-friend?—about what happened is out of the question.

but like any other breed of rumor, the tale of their vice president’s soulmate barging in her office is ever changing through each mouth that tells the story. johnny doesn't know what to believe in. he’s been trying to put off a meeting with the older man ever since he started crashing in taeyong’s apartment instead. not that taeil himself even tried reaching out to johnny, anyway.

so why should he, when he doesn’t even know what he did wrong?

but there’s a nagging voice at the back of johnny’s head. his conscience isn’t too loud but it doesn’t change the fact that it’s there and it doesn’t need excessive volumes to be heard. all it takes is a second of distraction from the paperwork he does, attention straying from the task at hand, and his body will automatically be wracked with guilt.

knowing how much taeil had waited for his soulmate to come to his life, knowing how taeil can readily give everything up for his soulmate without even meeting them yet… and now knowing taeil just got the worst ever rejection in his entire life?

johnny can’t possibly imagine the pain he’s going through. is he really going to choose now out of all times to be petty because taeil kicked him out when he didn’t even bother asking johnny for anything in return during his stay in the apartment?

so when taeil finally contacted him, the sketchyness of what he had asked for flew right over johnny’s head. rational thoughts flying out the window because taeil needs him, he should his friend after everything taeil did for him—

“hey, uhm… i need insider’s information, can you do that for me?”

you shook your head at the long story johnny told you. tuffs of your hair have escaped the intricate pigtails taeil has put your hair up in earlier before he left for work. he’s always hated having your hair messy, but at the moment you couldn’t find yourself to care.

“i wouldn’t put it past taeil’s original soulmate…” you think aloud, mouth speaking before you can stop yourself as you stare disdainfully at the dulled string wrapped around your pinky—it lost its divine red glow after your captor had cut it off on the same day he whisked you away.

ironic, how easy it was to destroy something so important.

you backtracked, realizing the gravity of what you said before looking up at your captor’s friend. johnny doesn’t look all too impressed and he sighs at the pleading look in your eyes. please, don’t tell him.

“i guess you’re somewhat right…” he gives in, coursing his fingers through his hair. “taeil had been… very passionate on finding his soulmate. but i mean, come on, why’d you even marry someone who isn’t your soulmate? i don’t blame taeil for doing what he did to them.”

johnny ignores the way your breath hitches and your body halts all movement. “what—what did he do?”

“paid them a ‘lil visit after gathering enough resources from someone on the inside,” his face stoic, voice monotone. johnny doesn’t like talking about this one. “he studied their schedules, where they live, where they work, how they get to work, what time they sleep, what time they wake. then just one day…”

he drags a finger across his neck.

“oh.”

pathetically, it was all you can say. why did you even bother to ask, anyway? if taeil had been willing to exert force just to keep you in line, then he has the stomach for whatever gruesome deaths he subjected his soulmate and her fiancé to.

you nibble on your lip as you stare at the knot of thread lying on the floor. you don’t see the need to wear the collar wrapped around your neck when that knot is good enough a reminder that you’re now bound to taeil. that he’s fucked around with your destiny and decided he’ll have you out of all people.

its hard to believe taeil once almost worshipped the soulmate bonds, not when all he’s ever done is look at it like it's the bane of his existence and calling it a curse to humanity.

“do you know that you’re—”

“that i’m the 5th? yeah, i know. i saw all the knots on his string.” you defeatedly say, a vivid image of the knots spaced across his string like tophies. “taeil doesn’t like me staring at them, though.”

and you yourself didn’t like staring at them. you never thought something so small and insignificant can mean something so sinister. the knots on his string acting like a body counter. will he get sick of you one day and you’ll just be another knot on his string?

“you’re nothing like his soulmate—i’m not insulting you or anything, i’m just saying the truth. the past girls all had at least something in common with her but you… nothing. not even your hair shines like hers, and that’s even after taeil has taken good care of you.”

this doesn’t soothe you in any sense and before you can open your mouth to retort, the familiar beeping of the code getting punched into the keypad cuts you off.

taeil stood in the entrance as he shrugged off his coat, his polo crinkled at some areas and pieces of his hair had escaped that slicked back hairstyle.

“you’re home early…”

your blood runs cold when he doesn’t even offer you a glance, skipping you out and immediately addressing johnny. “i thought i told you to go home already after delivering the food.”

you admire the way johnny’s eyes roll. must be nice not to be so fucking terrified of the man. “yeah, but your current sweetheart here was lonely and practically begged me to stay.”

the sting of betrayal never grows familiar.

“i never said anything—”

“you did, have you forgotten already?” you hate the show of lust clouding in johnny’s eyes as he stares you down. this can’t be happening right now. “have you forgotten how you even came unto me? whined like a bitch about how taeil doesn’t even fuck you hard enough and you had to fake orgasms all the time?”

“that’s not true!” your frustration manifests as tears. they sting your eyes as you look at taeil. “i never said anything—”

but you pale when you realize they’re not even listening to you, the two guys fist bumping in the foyer and exchanging a few words like “thanks for telling me,” and “no problem, bro,” were heard before taeil is heatedly storming up to you.

you feel numb as you look over taeil’s shoulder at the little smirk johnny shoots at you. have fun, he mouths mockingly and then he’s out the door, extracting himself from the mess he created.

when taeil wordlessly drags you across the hallway, you thought he’ll make a right turn and into the bedroom but imagine your surprise when he pulls you instead towards the bathroom. he wastes no time throwing you against the cold hard tiles as he tells you only one thing.

“strip.”

“taeil…”

“you don’t want to be replaced.” it doesn’t take a genius to know taeil had hit the nail on the head. all your movements come to a halt, looking up at him with an unreadable look in your face. “that’s your fear, isn’t it? that if you die, if i kill you, i can just look for another girl and you’d be forgotten at the snap of a finger. i’m right, aren’t i?”

you gulp, his words stinging even if he didn’t mean for it to sting. or maybe he did. taeil takes a step closer to you, studying your appearance as he brings a hand up to caress your tear-stained face.

spots in your clothes are wet due to the splashes of water on the tiles, and the clips in your hair that once looked neat and perfect are now hanging in disarray, falling off in some places.

“i’m sorry,” you sob. “i’m sorry, john—johnny’s lying. you—you have to—to believe me. please don’t replace me… i’ll be good, i promise…”

truly, there’s no better motivator than fear. and there’s no better way to mess with someone’s head than using their weakness against them.

“you say you’ll be good but i tell you to strip and you couldn’t even do that?”

taeil could never imagine replacing you. he finds it stupid, whatever that brought in this fear of yours, but it doesn’t mean he won’t be extracting every little bit he can get out of this.

he can only stare in awe when you start wiggling your way out of your pretty pink clothes, eyes drinking every bit of your skin slowly being exposed to him as he reaches behind you to open the running water, slowly filling the bathtub.

“get in,” he instructs and you waste no time.

as he sheds his own clothes, he can practically feel the want radiating off you. he knew johnny’s lying, but he humored his friend still. there’s no way you can fake the noises you always make. plus, taeil has seen one too many times the cum dribbling out of your cunt after he’s fucked you into oblivion. he scoffs. harder? then he’ll be breaking you in half already.

taeil swats your hand away as it reaches for his cock and he hopes you don’t notice it twitching before you when you let out a cute whine.

“you want it?”

you nod urgently, salavitating at the thought. taeil was more of a giver to his partners, it’s rare for him to take his pleasure first but you’re far from complaining.

“oh, i don’t know…” he pouts, fisting himself in front of you before giving it a few testing pumps. he swallows the hiss threatening to spill from his lips, chuckling instead at the intense look in your eyes as it follows his hand movements.

you were by far the most compliant girl he’s ever had, someone who’d rather stay than escape. his methods of forcing someone into submission worked extremely well with you. so really, how can he let go of his glorified little pet?

“you’re not lying to me, aren’t you? i got hurt, you know, with what johnny said… i guess i was doing something wrong.”

“no!” your reply is immediate. “no, that’s not true—”

hands wrap around your throat like a vice. “how about you prove it to me, love? tell me everything i want to hear.”

now, this is easy. you’ve practically memorized everything you need to tell him to boost his ego. it doesn’t even take much of an effort.

“i love your cock so much that my body hurts. it hits all the right places inside of me and i will never even dream of wanting another man because they won’t be able to fuck me like you do.”

you feel giddy when he smiles that satisfied smile, your toes curling in anticipation as he leans in to give his obedient darling a kiss—

until he shoves your face down the water.

it doesn’t take much effort to wrestle your limbs down and insert himself into you, groaning at the feeling of your lush and moist walls sucking him in. you’re always so damn wet when he fucks you, oh how much he loves it. loves how tighter your cunt wraps around him as you squirm and fight him to get to the surface of the half-filled tub.

it was only after a few deep thrusts did he relent and pull you up, the few hair clips in your hair floating in the water around as you gasp greedy amounts of air. one look at taeil’s face pulled in ecstasy is enough for you to know it was well worth it.

maybe being rejected by his soulmate was a blessing in disguise. maybe the disobedience of every girl he took before you had been deliberately well-planned. or else he’d never would’ve met you.

taeil was right. all the soulmate and soulmark shit is utterly useless and stupid. because you are by no means his soulmate, but fuck he’ll never let you go.

not when your destiny is to lay there underneath him, taking whatever it is that he gave you like a good little whore.

#yandere nct #nct imagines #nct scenarios #yandere taeil #yandere nct 127 #taeil imagines #taeil scenarios #taeil smut

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thedepthsoffandomminds · 2 years

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FLIES THE HAWK PT25

Master list

The next day Johnny and Danny had agreed that they would swap students for the day. Johnny took the miyagi-do kids away whilst Eagle-fang stayed at the dojo. You watch as they circle the coi pond. Danny wanted them to catch a fish with only their hands. You were glad you were not putting your hands in the cold water.

You got a text from Demetri telling you that Johnny wanted them to jump across buildings. You laughed knowing your friend would never do it. Your giggle had Eli looking over at you, he grinned turning back to the pond.

Eli's pov

"Man you got it bad!" Miguel half whispered to me.

"Shut up man." I grunt.

"Seems like its going well, dude." He says plunging his hand in the water again.

"I dunno, its good, I'm trying not to push it, ya know" I said looking around at the other boys. None of them where paying attention.

"I want her to feel..," I sigh, "she told me she hated me, I just want her to like me." I half whisper.

"She more than likes you, dude. You should go for it. Strike first." He mocked our old motto making us both laugh. Maybe he was right though, maybe I could take it a step further.

Y/n's pov

You're sat with your back against the house, phone in hand when another text came theough.

D: look, the guy is in love with you, he has been since like forever. If you like him just see where it goes.

Y/n: but he and Moon probably did loads of stuff, I'd be too scared I'm not good enough.

D: no way! He told Miguel they never did anything. Yas said thats why Piper broke up with her.

Y/n: so Eli is still...

D: oh god I don't want to talk about that! But yeah I guess he still has his V card.

Y/n: well that makes me feel better. I just broke up with Robby though. Is it too soon?

D: thats your choice, I've only ever had one girlfriend so I have no idea.

Y/n: thanks D, see you tomorrow.

You look up from your phone watching Eli and the other boys getting up from the pond. Miguel had fallen in and was sopping wet. Eli offers the others the opportunity to watch a movie that might help them but you don't hear which movie it is. Everyone is busy and soon drifts away. He comes over to you and you stand up.

"You ready?" He asks.

"Yeah." You follow him to his car, he had sold his bike recently as his mum had bought him a much safer vehicle. "Do you wanna grab dinner out?" He asks and you can see his nerves.

"Are you asking me out?" You grin. He rubs the back of his neck with his hand.

"Yeah, I guess I am." He said looking shy, a loom you haven'tseen on him in long time.

"I'd like that? Where shall we go?"

Eli drove you to a diner, it was Elvis themed, which made you laugh. He explained that he hoped no one they knew would go there so you'd be alone. Getting out of the car you took Eli's hand. It was warm in yours and you felt a jolt of excitement run from your fingertips to your heart. Eli looked down at your entwined fingers, a smile drawing across his face.

You both order burgers and shakes and laugh and joke tother. When you'd finished your food Eli reached over to hold your hand again. You felt happy, a different happy from when you where with Robby.

Little did you know that he was standing outside, seeing you through the window. Sadness, anger and revenge runs through his mind. You sit laughing with Eli not knowing that the little world that had been created around you was soon going to be rocked again.

Pt26

@peppamultifanimagines @shaybot12 @it-was-never-meant-to-be-boys @caelum-the-part-time-nihilist @filmfvckers @morganaah @lulubutton34 @carliim @buckysdemonsimp @space-helicopter @slytherinroyalty16 @shotosgirl @hannyhoe @torynichcls @hurricanerex666 @sabrinablack1 @haruuww @sarcastically-defensive17 @1-fuzzy-squirrels

#fanfiction #eagle fang karate #eli moskowitz #eli x reader #hawk moskowitz #hawk x reader #cobra kai fanfic #danny larusso #sam larusso #johnny lawrence

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generallybarzy · 3 years

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i loved you first.

an: I wrote this mostly a couple nights ago when I was listening to my "ouch" playlist and sobbing so hard I got a 48-hour migraine over the fact that I'll never see my crush again and I can't do anything about it because a) I'm moving in less than a month and leaving everything I know behind and b) he has a girlfriend. But that emotion eventually evolved into "i'm never gonna see some of my best friends again after we move away from each other next month" and that just turned me into this big pit of anxiety where I felt like time was just moving too fast but not at all and I'll miss everything if I don't go do something. So. I was fucking sad and this was the result. completely unedited angst. probably sucks ass, but that's how I'm feeling right now. Anyway, I don't know if you've noticed, but I haven't really been around for a few days. I deleted all my asks so if you had something sent, its gone, and i'm just popping in to post this. idk when I'll be back this time, but i'm trying to take care of my irl relationships and moving and college and all that and it hurts a lot more than i can explain and everythings putting my anxiety through the roof lately. anyway........

song inspo: i loved you first- joan

word count: 2.3k

"You keep running away when I need you most

Running away when I get too close

My heart is full but yours is running out

I think I'm afraid of what comes next

Yeah, I'm afraid you've lost your head

Baby, you know that I loved you first

But now, you're in love with somebody else."

Mat was losing you.

You were his best friend. You'd grown together, laughed together, made stupid decisions together in the wake of your last breakup, he always came to to with his troubles, and, as much as he hated hearing the way your ex treated you, he kept his mouth shut and kept being the shoulder you needed to cry on again and again.

And Mat had been in love with you for as long as he could remember.

Ever since the night of your breakup, he'd been waiting for the right moment to tell you how he felt. You were fresh out of a breakup, and he knew that was the worst time to say anything, so he kept quiet. He helped you get yourself out there and smile once again. He brought that beautiful, gleaming smile back to your face. And it warmed his heart to know he had helped bring some of the sunshine back to your life. He waited and waited, comforting you after all your bad first dates and keeping his cool when you came over for movie night. He tried to ignore the way his heart pounded when you circled your arms around his waist and mumbled "At least I'll always have you, Maty." He tried his hardest to calm his heart and keep his eyes on the movie while you cuddled up with him, wearing his clothes, but the light of his TV betrayed him and lit up the way you were smiling against his chest, deep in sleep, safe and comfortable in his hoodie. He didn't tell you how he felt, all those years. He couldn't lose what he had of you in trying to get more. He would be happy with just this for now.

You rested against his chest, unaware of the way Mat was staring at you as if you'd put the stars in the sky all for him. He was so ready to give you his all, to tell you everything he wanted to say, to finally get to call you his, and hear you call him yours. He leaned down to ghost his lips across your cheek, letting the words fall before he even realized his mouth was moving.

"I love you so much, more than you'll ever know."

Maybe he said the words then because he knew you wouldn't hear, maybe he was afraid of actually telling you, afraid of the chance that he would scare you away with how full his heart was. But he didn't mind. He said it, and as long as he knew he loved you, he'd be content with staying like this for a while while you picked yourself back up and regained your confidence. Once you weren't still reeling from your breakup, he'd let it out. He'd tell you for real.

But then, one of your first dates went well.

He'd gotten his usual post-date text from you, the one he always made you promise to send just so he knew you were safe. He expected another letdown, a list of all the things wrong with your date, or ways they were just like your ex. Instead, you were gushing. Mat couldn't stand the hope in your messages, the way you were so excited, rambling on and on about this guy. He wanted to be happy for you, he wanted to be glad you were finding someone you liked, but he couldn't help feeling the pain from the sting that someone was actually taking you away from him again.

Soon, your movie nights together as friends were overtaken by date nights, and Mat was left alone in his apartment, sitting on the couch you used to cuddle him on, wearing the hoodie you loved to steal, and watching the TV show you introduced him to, half heartedly checking your snap story to see you in the middle of a date with him. He tried to hide his jealousy whenever you spoke of your boyfriend, he tried to appear proud and excited for you, but the hard truth he didn't want to face was that he was losing you. He was losing his best friend, the person he loved the most.

He didn't know when this started. He didn't know how to stop it, but you were pulling away from him. And that scared him. Mat couldn’t stand watching you fall more and more in love with this guy, not when he was right there, willing to give you all the love he had in his heart.

You were the one Mat went to on his worst days. The days when he felt like a waste of space, like he'd never amount to anything more than he was. The days it seemed like the weight of everyone's expectations was about to make him crumble to his knees. The days he needed you most. It only took a quick 'you free tonight? I need you.' text, and you knew exactly the state he was in. 'Of course Mat, I'm always free for you.' But ever since you started dating this guy, his texts went unanswered, unseen, and he was left alone on his hardest nights, with harsh reminders that the girl he loved was falling in love with somebody else right in front of his eyes, while he could do nothing but watch.

This guy had no right to come between you two. After all, Mat had loved you first.

He had comforted you for years over your shitty boyfriends, and this newest guy was no exception. Mat would still find himself, on rare nights, holding you in his arms while you sobbed about how your boyfriend made you cry again, whispering to Mat that 'at least I know you would never do this to me'. But the next day you were gone, running away from him as if you'd never snuggled up in his arms for comfort, as if the late-night conversations meant nothing to you.

'You're right, I would never do this to you." He thought to himself, watching you toy with the sleeve of his sweater and snuggle into his chest to dry your eyes with your best friend's warmth. "So why do you keep going back to the man who hurt you, when I'm right here?'

Mat had so much he wanted to say, and though he didn't want you to run away again, he could only hold his tongue for so long.

"I'm so glad you invited me out for lunch, Mat. He's been such an ass lately, so I'm glad to get away. It's been a while since we talked, yeah?"

Mat couldn't bring himself to answer. God, his heart was throbbing in his chest. He loved you so much, but you were falling in love with an asshole who didn't treat you right. You looked so beautiful sitting across the table from him. The sun was gleaming off your hair, but the beauty was made sour by the necklace that sat around your neck, the necklace your boyfriend had given you on your 3 month anniversary. Mat swallowed back his nerves. "(Y/N), I need to be honest with you."

Any trace of happiness on your face was gone, replaced with dread. Part of Mat felt like shit for making you feel like that, but another, more sinister part, felt a little glimmer of revenge. You'd been running away from him for months, abandoning your best friend for some shitty boyfriend who you still cried over to him, and maybe now you were feeling a slimmer of what dread he had felt when he thought of your crumbling friendship, and the love he had for you that he couldn't do anything with. "What's wrong, Mat? It seems really serious."

"It is." Mat took a deep breath. He couldn't meet your eyes. He didn't know when he started to feel uncomfortable around you. You had always been the person he could admit anything to. Now, you were pulling away from him. "We've been friends for so long, but recently, I feel like I'm… losing you."

"Mat, you're not losing me."

"Yeah, I am. I'm losing you to your new boyfriend.”

Finally, Mat met your eyes, and was astonished by the fear there. How could you spend the last few months drawing further and further away, and then be shocked when he confronted you? Hadn't you realized how little time you spent together? Hadn't you noticed how the only time you spent with him was when he was comforting you from something your boyfriend did to upset you? Hadn't your words- 'at least I know you'd never do this to me'- meant nothing?

"Look, I know you're happy with him, and I'm happy for you… no matter how much you complain about how he's an ass... but… we- you don't come over anymore.”

“I’m- I’m sorry, Mat, I’m more busy than I was when I was single-”

“No, it's not just that. You stopped answering my texts. You know… the ones… when I'm vulnerable. When I need you. I get that you’re gonna be busy, but I opened up to you about shit I would never tell to another person, and I can’t even get a response. You're running away when I need you most…"

He let the silence fall between you again. After a few moments, you spoke up, "Mat…" but your voice fell flat when you couldn't think of the right words to fill the air.

"You still come over, but only when you need someone to dry your tears when your boyfriend did something stupid. You come to me. You only come to me when you need my comfort, but you can’t give me the comfort when I need it, and I’m fucking tired of it.” His words weren’t bitter towards you at all. That’s not what he felt. He wasn’t angry at you, he was angry that either of you had let your boyfriend come between you, he was angry at himself for letting you go, for being too fucking insecure to tell you anything. “You- you keep telling me you wish you could find someone like me. But can't you tell how perfect I am for you?"

"Mat, stop." You were picking with your fingers, a habit he knew all too well.

“I know you remember that night.”

“Mat…”

“It was when you were still trying to date, and always came over after your bad first dates. We cuddled, we…. We got way closer than friends should. I thought- I guess I just thought there was something there. I thought we’d end up as more…”

“I-” Your throat was tight. You hadn’t even realized how much Mat’s words were affecting you. “You can't just… drop all this on me right now, it's not fair."

"What do you really see in him?"

"What?"

"What do you see in him? Does he really love you like you know I do?" You sat quietly, your mouth agape, eyes dropping to the table. Mat’s voice dropped quieter. “You know I love you. I know you know. Friends don’t just cuddle and… and fucking open up about every single little insecurity and promise each other they’ll never leave, and say ‘at least I know you’d never do this to me. I loved you. So fucking much. And it’s so hard to watch you fall in love with someone else, when my heart is so fucking full of love for you.” Mat scoffed in spite of himself. He knew he was fucking it all up, your friendship, any chance of a relationship with you, and it was making his words taste even more bitter. "You know what's not fair? How I have to sit here, watching you fall in love with someone who doesn't love you nearly as much as I do."

“Please stop, Mat.” You quieted him, your hands shaking, in fear of what would come of your surely-shattered friendship. “I- I didn’t know. I didn’t know you felt that way.”

“Bullshit.” Mat was well aware of the tears beading in his eyes, but he tried his hardest to ignore the burn of them rolling thickly down his cheeks. “I- I was always there to hold you… to comfort you when your dates didn’t go well or when your boyfriend fucked up. Can’t you see?”

The silence that fell between the two of you was deafening. Neither of you could make eye contact, and instead focused on staring at the table, not caring about the people inevitably walking around you and wondering what was happening.

“I’m… I’m sorry, Mat.”

“Yeah.”

“I didn't… I’m with my boyfriend. I can’t just…” You shook your head. “I don’t know what you want me to do.”

“Nothing.” Mat sat back in his chair. He’d said what he invited you here to say, and that was all he had planned. He didn’t think of anything else past this point. “I just… I had to tell you. I’m not gonna tell you what to do, I’m not gonna say you have to choose me or him, and I’m sure this fucked up our friendship like crazy. I just- I can’t keep watching this, okay? That’s all I had to say. I know you love him, and I… fuck, I still love you. I just hope you don’t forget about me, alright?”

“Mat, you’re my best friend.”

Mat stood up, sliding down some money for the drink he had bought earlier. God, he felt like shit, watching the girl he loved move on, knowing there was no way they could keep going on like this, no way she would want to keep seeing him knowing how he felt. But he couldn’t hide it any longer, and now, it was ruined.

“I gotta go.”

#this is probably shit and doesn't make any sense #i just had.......... emotions #welp

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eclips1214 · 2 years

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54 :-)

54. Why's there a pregnancy test on the trash?

For some context: This is a bit past the start of season two, Pablo and Jackie are dating, Pablo acts as if he hated Angie, so... Yeah.

"Angie! Will you please hurry? We're gonna be late!"

Vilu screamed once more for her aunt to hear her and looked at her watch. They were really late, and yeah, she could have left without her, but she would really like to have some time to talk to her. Angie had been acting so weird all week long... Violetta was starting to get worried, and as Angie wouldn't speak to her any other way, Vilu figured her beautiful aunt would have no other option while driving them to the studio.

"Coming! Could you please grab my phone? It's in my room. I would do it myself, but I can't find MY music sheets in YOUR room."

Vilu chuckled a little and without answering she went to Angie's room. It was pretty... Messy, Something a bit weird if she really thought of it, but Vilu brushed it off, thinking Olga shouldn't have cleaned it recently.

Violetta searched for it on Angie's desk, her night tables, but the small device was nowhere to be found. She decided to dial her number to hear the ring tone and finally locate it and it worked. She could hear it over Angie's bed. She stirred the blankets to find her aunts phone quicker, but that didn't work so well, it ended up falling and Vilu cursed herself in silence as she kneeled beside the bed to pick it up. As she was about to get back up, a white stick with a blue cap caught her attention, there was no need to pick it up, she knew exactly what it was, she had seen it in movies, series, commercials...

"Vilu! I have the sheets, did you...?" Angie got into the room and laughed a little. "Violetta what are you doing there? Do you think I keep my phone on the floor? I'm clumsy, but..." When their eyes met Angie went silent. She could see it on her gaze, she knew.

"Angie... Why's there a pregnancy test on the trash?" Angie went static, millions of thoughts and feelings were covering her up. How could she have been so stupid?! She was barely breathing, but she have to keep it together.

"Because the result is wrong. It has to be..." She mumbled the last sentence and took a seat on the edge of the bed covering her eyes with her hands, trying to think of something, but she knew there was no way to get out of reality.

"Wait... What result? How...?" Vilu had had no time to think that through. She knew what it meant, but she hadn't analyzed it yet. She couldn't believe it. "Oh my God! Angie that's amazing!" She was genuinely happy about it, but her excitement was easily cut.

"No, Violetta. It is not! Not for me, not for him, not now..." Her voice came out broken, she was trying really hard, but her hormones were definitely not helping.

"Who...?" She cut her words in the middle, she didn't mean to imply that, she had no right to, she knew perfectly right Angie hadn't been with her dad or anybody else since she broke up with Pablo. It had been really hard for her... It all came together as if it was a puzzle. She suddenly understood. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean that." She could hear Angie's soft whimpers and her soul shattered at the noise. She knew nothing better than to hug her. What could she say? She had nothing to make her feel better. As she shivered under her embrace Vilu knew how scared she should be, how much pressure she should be feeling, it broke her heart. "I'm so sorry." And she was, but she couldn't do anything to help her, not really. Still, she tried. "It's going to be okay. I promise."

And Angie knew she was lying, she didn't know that, she couldn't keep that promise, but somehow it made her feel better. It would have been even better if Pablo was the one holding her, telling her she should be happy about it, that he was, but that wasn't happening, and she couldn't be so selfish to break everything he was accomplishing without her... She didn't know what to think or feel, but for the moment all she could do was cry.

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tyunniverse · 4 years

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FRIENDS FOR A DAY (2)

pair: yeonjun x reader

genre: fluff

word count: 2654

parts: 1 | 2

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It had been a long time since Yeonjun felt like this. Sometimes life in general had become too much to bear and the things that used to make him happy weren't working for him anymore. Times spent alone slowly became more frequent for him than times he'd spent with his friends.

He'd skipped the first day, not wanting to go back to that routine life just yet. And towards the start of the day, he would never have imagined meeting you and getting to spend the day doing things that strayed far from any of the schedules he'd previously planned. A breath of fresh air was what he liked to call it, and he had you to thank for that.

Unlike him, everything was new to you; a new city, a new school, new people, and a whole new life ahead. Yeonjun felt a little envious after realizing it when you'd talked more about yourselves during lunch, but after seeing how you seemed to enjoy every single second of your little sight seeing endeavor, he thought that maybe he could also be a part of something new in your life.

Best friends.

You had agreed to be his best friend from today onwards; the pendant around your neck serving as proof. Yeonjun finds his hand wandering over to his pocket, holding on to his old necklace.

Half of a star. He'd bought it a few years back. The necklace had a similar purpose with the one he was wearing now— meant to be worn separately by two different people. In his case, he had bought it as a whole and had decided to keep one half of it still in its case, stashed inside his closet. His reasons for purchasing it never really felt clear even to him but he also wouldn't call it an impulsive decision. Yeonjun liked to think that he'd be able to find a use for it in the future.

"Yeonjun." You call for his attention, pointing at the posters plastered on a random shop's wall. "It says that the annual carnival will be opening tonight. Wanna go?"

Yeonjun grins. Opportunities somehow kept showing up right in front of his doorstep. "Yeah, only if you want to though. Afterall, I'm only the tour guide for today."

"Shut up." You hold back a smile. "Have you been there before?"

Yeonjun repeats the question in his mind. As someone one would consider pretty popular, you'd expect him to be no stranger in hanging out at fun places like an annual carnival, but that's just it. Yeonjun had never visited that Carnival once ever since it opened. His friends had asked him to tag along but something about it just never seemed to make him want to.

"No." Yeonjun answers, scratching the back of his head. "If we end up going then this would be my first time too." The first time he'd actually wanted to go.

"I guess we're going then." You grin and Yeonjun finds himself smiling back. "It says here that the Carnival's just around the corner so it'd probably be okay if we just walked there."

"Yeah."

The two of you make your way to the Carnival. You still had a good amount of time left before it opened so a few quick stops at some stalls along the way didn't do any harm.

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In all honesty, Yeonjun didn't even know when and how he'd ended up holding your hand, laughing his heart off by the time you arrived at the entrance but it all just happened somehow. Was it the when your ice cream cone almost landed straight on his shoe earlier? Or when his hand nearly hit you square in the face when he noticed a bug flying towards you? It could've even been when a group of old ladies started hitting on him at the handbag boutique and all you did was stand there shaking, wanting to laugh your ass off.

No matter what the reason was, he liked this. Somehow, it just felt right.

The two of you pay for the tickets before heading inside. The place was larger than any of you had ever expected, cleaner too. People of all ages were enjoying their carnival experience to the fullest. Children were running around with their guardians following closely behind, couples and groups of friends chatting along and taking pictures— Yeonjun could swear he saw two old men arguing over who gets to take a picture with the mascot first.

"So, which ride do you wanna go on first?" You ask, turning to him.

"Well, how about that one." Yeonjun points at the viking and you feel yourself getting more and more excited.

"NICE—" Before Yeonjun knew it, you were dragging him around to every single ride at the carnival.

You liked to keep count of everytime Yeonjun freaked out while you went on the rides, and Yeonjun liked to do the same. Despite the thrill of being at a carnival keeping you hyped up, there were a few times when you had overestimated your tolerance with being thrown around. Yeonjun nearly puked twice: once at the twister, and a second time on the rollercoaster. Even you were almost a victim by the rollercoaster's loops.

Yeonjun had claimed he was an expert at navigating haunted house attractions, stating, "I've been watching horror movies all my life. Nothing scares me at this point, tbh." True enough, nothing scared Yeonjun except every single ominous decoration and jump scares the haunted house threw at him. You weren't too fond of horror yourself, but you ended up trying to be the brave one after Yeonjun basically clung to you half of the time. It didn't help whenever you freaked out since you ended up losing Yeonjun after he not so subtly abandons you at the slightest suspicious sound. It was a miracle you made it out in one piece.

"Yeah, so, uh, sorry about that." Yeonjun laughs it off the moment you two got out.

"Sure but you should know that I'm never gonna let you live it down." You tell him, smiling widely as you hold up the photos you received from one of the staff. "I got evidence."

Yeonjun snatches the photos from your hands. "Bold of you to assume these'll affect me— oh." It definitely did.

You watch as he slips the photos inside his jacket as if it wasn't obvious enough that he was trying to hide it from you. "Nice try but," You take out another batch of photos and wave it around. "Boom. Two copies."

"Wow, okay."

The two of you ended up laughing at each other before you suggest in trying out the stalls. They say time flies by fast when you're having fun and they couldn't be more right. There had been an unspoken competition between you and Yeonjun of who can win the most prizes and let's just say you weren't about to let yourself lose. By the time you got tired, you had a total of three plushies and a bunch of candy bars stuffed in your pockets and well, Yeonjun had the exact amount of prizes you had.

"Fine. It's a draw for now but only because I'm tired." Yeonjun holds the plushies tighter. "We should really get a bag for this. I wonder if we can get a huge plastic bag somewhere."

"Nah, we can just put em in here." You take off your back pack, opening it wide. "I'm sure it can fit all six of them. They're small enough." You were lucky that they did, finally leaving your hands free.

"Wait." Yeonjun pauses after putting the last of his plushies inside. "How can I be sure you won't just take my plushies for yourself after we leave? I'm pretty easy to distract so—"

"If you forget to get them back then I'll just hand them to you tomorrow at school. You go to HSU too, right?" You tell him.

"Yeah, but how will you contact me?"

"Obviously, we exchange numbers."

Yeonjun blinks. Of course that'd be the simplest solution but still. He'd been talking about staying as friends even after all this but the thought of exchanging numbers hadn't really crossed his mind. He takes out his phone and the two of you quickly added each other as contacts, somehow feeling a bit closer after the exchange.

"While we're at it—" Yeonjun pulls you in closer as he bends down. Only now that you've felt Yeonjun's warmth close to you have you noticed how cold it actually was outside . It takes you a few seconds to register that he wants to take a few selfies.

You bust out a smile and tried to go along with whatever weird faces and poses he did. "Send them to me later." You say after examining the photos. There's one where Yeonjun mimicked a kissing motion near your cheek, making you smile. Who would've expected you two were total strangers up until a few hours ago.

"Got room for one last ride?" Yeonjun asks as you return his phone.

"Yeah, sure. Which one?"

"Don't ask as if you don't know. I'm pretty sure you left this one out on purpose."

Perhaps unconsciously, you did. In every single movie that involved the two characters going to a carnival, for some reason, they always left the Ferris Wheel for last. It's not like you wanted something grand to happen when you ride it, but more like you just wanted to get a good view of the entire carnival before leaving. It seemed like the perfect final attraction.

Yeonjun notices how you've gone quiet and decided to hold your hand, pulling you along. "Let's go before the place closes."

"Okay." You look up at him, nodding.

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The Ferris Wheel ride wasn't all you had expected it to be. It looked pretty slow in the movies but right now? You were about to puke.

"Yeonjun, wait." You hold on to Yeonjun who was sitting opposite to you.

The Ferris Wheel was going too fast to your liking and you started feeling dizzy. Getting a good view of the carnival seemed impossible at this point and looking at your partner made you even more miserable.

Yeonjun was having the time of his life. He loved the feeling in his stomach whenever the ride went down, and the fact that you were lowkey suffering right in front of him made him laugh even harder.

The speed went on for a few more rounds until it finally slows down. Your heart and probably everything else stilled once the ride came to a complete stop just as your car reached the top. "Thank God. I felt like I was going to die."

"Well, you're safe for now." Yeonjun grins, leaning back in his heat. "You wanted to enjoy the view, right? We'll be stuck here for probably about a minute or two so enjoy it while it lasts."

"Yeah." You smile back, looking outside the window.

The winds were colder up there, reminding you of how warm it felt when you stood close to Yeonjun earlier. Yeonjun catches you warming yourself up with your hands and chuckles. He takes off his jacket and hands it over to you. "Here, put this on."

"Thanks." You quickly put his jacket on. Usually you'd go for the polite route and turn him down but if you were going to continue this friendship business then you weren't about to suffer in the cold when the dude's practically handing you a solution.

Yeonjun gives you a little smile before you continue to admire the view. Down there, the lights almost looked like a sea of stars. The music around the place didn't really help set the mood but somehow, the mixture of it along with the laughter and delightful screams of the other visitors made it feel right. After everything that happened today, you felt like it was the right decision to end the day with this breathtaking sight.

And Yeonjun couldn't agree more. The lights below reflected in your eyes in a way that made the atmosphere lighter. He could tell you were happy and right now, that seemed to be enough for him.

The Ferris Wheel began moving. Yeonjun snickers as he felt you grab for his hand, worried that the ride might throw you off once more, but it didn't. The way down was slow, allowing you to enjoy the ride in peace. Your pendant started to shine, reflecting the lights. It reminded him of everything that happened, from the moment you two met and agreed on a friendship that would last for only a day, up until now where he held your hand on the Ferris Wheel after deciding to be friends for real this time. The pendant became the sole proof of that friendship and Yeonjun couldn't help but wonder if the ones he bought a few years back would truly be of any use in the future. But what would it symbolize for? Who knows, he might just give you the other half.

Your car comes to a stop and the doors open. The realization that the day has officially come to an end left you feeling disappointed. Yeonjun squeezes your hand, bringing your attention to him. He gestures for the two of you to get up and you do, finally stepping back on the ground.

Both you and Yeonjun felt that the way back to the entrance was too fast. It really did seem like the two of you wouldn't see each other again despite the fact you went to the same university. The thought felt silly but that's just how the carnival experience gets to you.

"I guess this is it." Yeonjun speaks up first. "You live pretty far from here, right? I can take you home if you want."

"It's okay. My cousin lives nearby and I texted her earlier that I'd be staying over." You tell him, not wanting him to worry. "How about you? Will you be alright on your own?"

"Yeah, definitely." Yeonjun reassures, holding up his hands. "Oh, and by the way. Is it okay if I leave the plushies on your bag for now? I can't exactly carry them on the way back. If it's ok with you."

"Don't worry. You can just take them back tomorrow." You grin and Yeonjun smiles back. "Also, I'm keeping your jacket for now. I'll return it after I clean it up."

"I can work with that." He shouldn't feel this happy but he did. In a way, he was able to find an excuse to meet up with you tomorrow without things getting awkward. Maybe this friendship could work out afterall.

"Thanks for today. Honestly, this was the most fun I've had ever since I got here." You say, taking one last look at him.

I should be the one to thank you. "You know, I have a lot of things I wanna say to you right now but I think I'm gonna wait until I feel like it."

"Huh?"

"Nothing. I'll text you later." Yeonjun gives you a quick pat on the shoulder before running off to the opposite direction. "See you at school! And don't forget to bring the kids!"

You raise a brow. Did he just refer to the plushies as his kids?

He felt dumb, running away from you. The longer he stayed, the more he had trouble leaving, which was new for him. It's been a while since he actually found someone he'd like to hang out with and he was having trouble controlling his excitement. Soon, you'd be able to visit each other's houses, hang out more freely, talk about your days as if it were nothing, and get to know each other more. Honestly speaking, Yeonjun couldn't wait for that day to come but I guess he'll just have to start with tomorrow.

#txt imagines #txt x reader #yeonjun imagines #yeonjun imagine #yeonjun x reader #yeonjun fluff #yeonjun

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chalkxtabletxtowers · 3 years

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~A beach day full of feelings~

•Fandom: Ducktales, kinda? I based this fanfiction mostly off of the Italian comics, or "Lustige Taschenbücher" in Germany because the chemistry between the two is ströng there.

•Pairing: Donro, Donald x Gyro

•Warnings/Notes: Trans!Gyro is hinted, otherwise, this is just cute and wholesome. I originally wanted to upload it on valentines day, but I spent the day with my girlfriend and forgot about it, so here you have it now.

Everyone around them seemed to get the hints. Everyone around them seemed to understand what kind of relationship it was between them, better, than the two of them did. They were painfully oblivious, so much so, that they brushed the suspections of the people surrounding them off, even though they weren't unaware of them. But they both knew, or thought to know, that just because they were good friends, and because of that spend more time together, that that didn't mean something was going on between them.

Donald spent the days in the laboratory more often, these days. To upgrade his suit, that had been damaged pretty badly in the last incident with Magica. Even though he only understood half of was the scientist was explaining to him, it was still interesting to see old and new weapons, that were supposed to help him in the fight during crime.

On the inside, he knew that he liked spending the time in the laboratory. Being surrounded by someone. With the scientist in the room, he never had to fear that the silence took over. Silence, that he experienced everyday once the kids were out of the house. Since he never kept a job for more than three days, he didn't have any distraction. Without the three bringing life into the house, it was strangely empty, silent and big.

He had no real entertainment, besides reality TV, but that had changed ever since he spent the days in the laboratory. But he knew, that these days would be numbered pretty soon, after all, Gyro wouldn't have to fix his suit much longer, it was in pretty good condition again and the new weapons and inventions were all added, as much as that was possible.

But Donald didn't want these days to be numbered, which he, of course, couldn't tell Gyro. They were friends, and they did tend to spend some time on the weekend but... That would've been just weird, especially because Donald wasn't an apprentice, and probably wouldn't have been a very good one at that.

"There we go." the voice of the chicken interrupted his thoughts and the duck jumped "It's all fixed and ready for crime fighting again. I bet you were missed on the streets while having your forced break. But these days are over."

Donald was glad, that his suit was repaired again. He was glad, that he could do something against crime again. But on the other side, he was quietly crying. He decided to do something about it "The kids and I wanted to go to the beach on the weekend. And as a thankful gesture-" Since he obviously didn't have the money to pay the scientist "You could join us?"

The inventor seemed surprised. Not, that this was the first weekend he spend with the duck, but usually it was pretty spontaneous. Donald had never flat out asked like this, especially not in the middle of the week. "I.."

Gyro look around over his stuff, and his tables, and sighted "Think I could use a break"

When Donald returned home, the kids were already home too. He could tell by the mess in the hallway and the tossed aside schoolbags. He knew that homework hadn't been touched yet by either of them, but was too relaxed to care. He was in a good mood, but didn't really want to realise why. He just told himself it was because he could finally protect the city, and therefore the people that meant something to him, again. That was the reason, surely.

Donald decided to make pancakes for dinner, and when the kids came down the stairs because they had smelled them, they noticed that something was definitely up with their uncle "Why are you so relaxed?" "Yeah, why aren't you mad at us for not doing our homework yet?" "Did something exciting happen? Did you win the lottery? Are we rich?" "Are we rich?" "Are we?"

Donald chuckled. He wished. Well, technically, the family was rich, but he would've never gotten a single coin from his uncle, at least not until he eventually passed away. "We're not rich." He said as he sat down "I just..." He shrugged "Had a good day. Oh, and, we won't be going to the beach alone."

The three were, on their own, very well aware that their uncle had a crush. It wasn't something he could hide very well. The signs were too obvious. And they were also aware that this crush was centered towards a certain inventing chicken. But Donald, admitting that? Wouldn't happen. "Will Gyro be joining us?" Louie asked, his brothers chuckling in the background. God, it was so obvious "Yes. And that's nothing to make fun of! We're good friends and I'm being nice to him as a reward for all the good things he has done for us in the past! Including inventing stuff that wasn't only useful for me."

He looked at the three, and they knew what he was talking about. Their video game, that they could scan themselves into. Yeah, that was indeed a rad thing.

The rest of the evening wasn't so quiet, the three just couldn't stop teasing their uncle, no matter how often he kept denying a crush.

Gyro, on the other hand, wasn't much better. Not, that he wasn't well aware of the fact that he was a gay chicken.

No, he was just nervous of the thought of sharing a beach day with Donald, even though spending the weekends with the duck wasn't unusual. Sometimes, Donald would just come over for new inventions or to get something on his suit fixed, and afterwards they'd go to a café or watch a movie. Nothing unusual, just things that friends did.

And since they were friends, he was confused about his sudden nervousness. Why was a day at the beach something that suddenly scared him? After all these years, feathers had obviously grown over the scars on his chest, and he felt confident with being a male chicken.

In any way, the nervousness caused him to loose his concentration and he sighted in frustration. He wouldn't get anything done anymore, he had to take a break and clear his thoughts.

But eventually, the dreaded saturday did arrive, and there was nothing they both could do about it.

And even though they both were beyond nervous, they were also excited to spent the day with the person that meant something to them, even though they both weren't aware yet, what exactly that certain something was.

"Have we got everything?"

Donald asked, afraid that 313 would explode at any minute, judging by how full the poor car was. A single pool float was laying around, and he had almost tripped over it, and the sunscreen seemed to glue his feathers together, but he didn't care. Today was a good day, and he wouldn't let it get ruined by his reappearing bad luck.

"We think so!"

The triplets shouted back as they pressed themselves on the backseat of the car. After Donald had made sure they were strapped into their seats, like the good uncle he was, he started driving towards the beach.

"So, will you tell him today?"

Huey suddenly asked, the biggest grin plastered across his beak.

"Will I tell who what today?"

Donald asked, although he knew what they were talking about. And he could've sworn he got red under his cheek feathers.

"Will you tell Gyro today-"

Dewey continued "That he's the love of your life?"

Louie ended the sentence.

They didn't care if their uncle was in a gay relationship, as long as he was happy. And Gyro had visited them so often, that by now, they kinda viewed him as a uncle themselves. They just wanted them to finally realise their feelings, and be officially in a relationship. So that their uncle could be constantly as happy as he had been on Wednesday.

"I am not in love with him."

The duck stated, yet again. This wasn't the first time he had to defend himself in front of the kids. "We're very good friends, and that's all their is. Aren't you three glad that your uncle has found a friend?" All that he got in return from them was a simple chuckle. They knew.

After Donald had parked the car, they hopped out of it "Well, we wish you luck"

They said, before running, trying to find a good spot for themselves and the two love birds. They didn't want to be in the way of their confession.

And Donald, who was waiting at his car, did think about their words.

In love? Him? Well... He certainly knew how love felt, but... Yes, he liked to spent time with the chicken. Yes, he liked the chicken around him, and his company. And yes, they had slipped in each others arm once or twice during sleeping, but love? Didn't love cause butterflies in your stomach and a fast beating heart? He didn't feel anything of that. So it couldn't be love after all, right?

While Donald was lost in his thoughts, Gyro was already on the way to the beach, glowing with excitement.

He was, semi, aware of his feelings, or at least by now finally knew that they extended friendship. He wasn't sure yet in what way, but he was sure of one thing: That he was going to find out today. At least he wanted more weekends like this one, he told himself, and when he saw the bright red car on the horizon, he slowed down "I'm here."

He greeted Donald and almost automatically had to smile. This felt so normal, so... Domestic, as if they were a couple for years. Wait. Couple? Had he just really thought that? Blush started to arise at his cheeks, and the duck obviously noticed it, while the two made their way to the beach, the inventor either next to him, or behind him, when the way got slimmer.

"Are you alright? You look so red. Sure you haven't catched a sunburn already?" The worry in his voice came automatically, when you are a uncle of three very active nephews, you're basically worried 24/7. And, he also wanted his friend to be well. Everyone would've cared about their friend, right?

"N-No, I'm alright, the sunscreen is strong enough." Gyro quickly stuttered together, and the sailor just nodded. Eventually, after some silence, Gyro decided it would be best to switch the topic "And, did you try the new suit out yet? I hope everything works well?"

Donald nodded "Yeah, it's really good. I feel safer in this suit than I did before. The new inventions are practical, though some could need improvement." He chuckled.

When the triplets saw them walking over, they decided they had to do something. It was maybe the most cliché plan of their short life's so far, but something had to be done. These two couldn't continue walking around, being so oblivious towards one another.

So, Huey decided to take matters into his own hands and stretched his feet out. Normally, he wouldn't have wished his uncle to trip and fall over, but in this case, it was necessary for once

And, as the bad luck had already foreshadowed, their uncle did trip and fall, the scientist, that had walked behind him, falling on top of Donald. The three cheered, that was exactly what they had wanted. They didn't care how cliché this was, they knew it would work.

And sometimes, the most cliché ways were the best ways. As Donald rolled on his back in a dizzy attempt to orientate himself, his eyes catched the eyes of the scientist. In that moment, he realised it.

Maybe love wasn't all butterflies and a fast beating heart. Maybe love was all about finding comfort in someone. And being at home, with someone. And with Gyro, he certainly was at home.

"I-I love you."

The duck spurted out, his face immediately after becoming so red, that it could have been a rival to the worst sunburn. As Gyro heard the words, the chicken blushed again, before clearing his throat "I-I can only agree. The time we spent together is the most beautiful time of my entire day. I'm always looking forward to it, and when you're gone, I feel lonely. I feel like a part of me is missing. With you..."

"I feel comforted and at home. I feel like I'm in a safe space with someone, that understands me and doesn't judge me. And someone, that certainly knows my deepest secrets."

As the two joined each other in a loving kiss, the triplest cheered. They had known it all along.

#Donro #DonaldxGyro #Ducktales #Donald duck #Gyro gearloose #I saw like one fanart and wrote this ;-;#Leo writes #Comfort #Cute couple shit #Sometimes two birds have a better love life than most people #Triplets #Supporting triplets #No homophobia in this home °^°#They probably ran around on the beach afterwards cheering.#Duckverse

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Hello dear! I saw the Marvel game your doing......and that is so cool! So I've come to participate in it! Tysm for your time and amazing writing and I hope you have an amazing day! :)

Things about me: I'm straight and I use she/her pronouns, I'm 5'4, I have thick brown hair that goes to my mid back, and brown eyes that almost light up in the sun. I also have tons of freckles all over my face and body. I'm a leo sun, aries moon, and Leo rising. When you look at me first I can be very scary but I promise im not. I'm very sarcastic, kind goofy, and I'll stick up for myself and anybody close to me. I cover up my feelings and act tough in the outside and I can't handle talking about my emotions to anyone due to the fear that they might find me weak or vulnerable. I also kinda lack empathy towards people sometimes and I'll come off very aggressive when I'm mad and I tend to scare people off sometimes. I also hate clingy people and I almost find them suffocating so I'm the compete opposite I tend to ghost people for long periods of time and I honestly don't know why I do it and I feel bad for it sometimes.

What I like: swimming! I was on a swim team for 9 years, 80's and 90's rock! Mainly 90's tho, cooking, rain and thunderstorms, horror movies, dystopian movies, the colors red, gold, black, and burgundy

I hate: spiders, closed spaces, people who are fake, people who talk about others behind their back, skirts, school, people who can't take a joke.

Hii ! Aww thank you 🥰 . I hope you have an amazing day too !

Coming to your ship .. thank you for participating !

Your power is

Invisibility !

Oh my god , congratulations . Your power is so amazing . You would use this power to usually disappear from clingy people , spiders closed spaces or even if you want to cry (but he quiet okay?) . But , the Avengers (Nick Fury) will decide to make your power a bit more useful . You'll be a very strong addition to the team . You'll often go invisible and attack the people . But , going invisible drains a lot of energy , so you might save it for emergencies . Usually, everyone will seek you when they're in trouble or the enemy is winning . You'll also be one of the best spies and you and Natasha would often go together . You might also use your power to have fun okay? Since you're goofy . Everyone likes your power , but they very well know how to catch you .

Your life with the Avengers

Your backstory . You'd be a very normal girl born to a normal family . But little did you know that your family was secretly associated to Nick Fury and S.H.I.E.L.D . But the regular tragedy , before you could know , your parents were killed during spying . And then , you , after handling your emotions and putting them far away from you , were determined to get revenge . But you didn't know where to start from , until Nick Fury reached out to you and asked you to join a new team called Avengers . Asking Nick Fury why he wasn't including you in the S.H.I.E.L.D , he told you about your power which you had got due to a wrong experiment . You joined the Avengers after practicing your invisibility power under Nick himself . Helping the Avengers with the Loki problem , you proved to be one of the best Avengers , not just because of your invisibility and no empathy especially towards enemies , but also due to your boldness and assassin techniques . But in the second movie , age of Ultron , you were sent to spy on the Ultron and his team , resulting in you getting caught . I think you'd be thrown somewhere after being almost killed . But , a man called Doctor Strange found you , saving you (moreover experimenting something on you) . You both were rivals since then , until The infinity war gave you a chance to meet the Avengers and show them that you were alive . You couldn't imagine their happiness and couldn't help but smirk at the jealousy that Strange would feel when he would see your rapo and power from your past . Now , you were most excited to meet your friend Natasha than others . While Strange , Wong and Bruce were with Tony , you were out to look for captain after hearing about the civil war . Finally, from meeting Wanda and vision with nat and others to fighting on the fields of Wakanda , wishing that your rival , now love , was alive and well . But suddenly, you felt loosing yourself , whispering to Nat about how much you valued the friendship , you vanished .

Returning with Doctor Strange , who was now fighting beside you, you desperately searched for Natasha , your bestfriend , but in vain . After winning the fight , loosing Tony and captain you resided with Stephen , often smiling at him or the days you left behind ..

Your bestfriend would be

Natasha Romanoff !

"I know it's you , Y/N . You can keep it aside " Nat spoke while concentrating on her workout. For the last minute , you'd been trying to lift one of the weights that Steve uses , just because you challenged Nat . You knew it won't be possible in one go , and so you had decided to go invisible and practice it while Natasha works out . But by mistake , you slipped and kicked the bottle that Natasha had kept beside the weights . You knew teasing from Natasha's end was going to come , but you still groaned at your loss . Revealing yourself , you sat there for a few minutes because your energy was very low , all drained in picking up the weights which wouldn't even move plus being invisible . Natasha smiled at your efforts and spoke "Okay , I guess you win" . Your eyes lit up a bit but you thought she was being pitiful . "No. Give it a try . May the best woman win" you spoke directly . She huffed and walked over to the weights , falling as soon as trying to lift them . You were shocked at this , but couldn't doubt because you knew that the weights was equal to lifting Mjolnir , impossible . Giving up , Natasha looked at you and you smiled at the victory . Head held high , you ran in excitement as winning the bet meant you could choose any movie from your favourite genres - Horror and Dystopian ! You smiled that you wouldn't have to see crime movies or something like that .

Later , with the thunderstorm , rain and tasty dish cooked by you , you and Natasha sat on the couch of the Avengers tower , watching a horror movie of your choice . Cue Natasha's plate falling down on sudden scenes and Tony scolding you both .

Your s/o would be

Stephen Strange !

"Come on Y/N , i know you can't do it" Stephen clearly discouraged you as you got ready to swim across the lake for a simple challenge . You and him were simply out for an adventure (moreover to increase/strengthen/practice your and his abilities) . You both had been living in a nearby monument together for a few days now . "Watch me , Strange" you smirked . Diving in , you began swimming like you did in the pool . But not to deny , you were being reckless . Without thinking about how cold it was outside , you had dived in . But now , it was too cold . Still , you weren't the one to loose . You kept swimming until you felt the end of the lake too far from your reach . You wanted to stop due to the jerking cold and tiredness but you continued , unknowingly impressing Doctor Strange , who had made you fall for this trap purposely. He had thought you wouldn't even make it till the middle , but you were already 75% done. Soon , you could feel yourself getting nearer to the end . You used every bit of your energy to reach the end . Being tired as hell , the last thing you remembered feeling was the land .

Later , you slowly gained strength to get up . Feeling a comfortable and warm cloth around you , you opened your eyes to see Strange's red Cape wrapped around you . It was raining outside , while you were in the broken monument you had been living for a few days . Slowly, you got up and looked around to feel someone's eyes on you . Immediately , your instincts kicked in and you were about to go invisible when your brown eyes met Stephen's gray eyes. He looked away as soon as you realised it was him . Awkwardly clearing your throat , you asked him "What happened?" . Stephen replied "You fainted" . You gave an 'oh-really' look and spoke "As if I don't know . I'm asking about the challenge.." . He looked back at you and spoke "You lost". Ofcourse , he must be lying. Your fight continued but a warm tingling sensation was in your heart , about how he was staring at you and how his Cape was still wrapped around you .

I hope you liked it !

Thank you for participating !

#marvel ships #marvel #marvel avengers #marvel au #the avengers #avengers life #tani plays games #game for you all

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