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ririblogsss · 25 days

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what if Danny give no fu-ks

Ok hear me out, Dannys obsession has never truest been confirmed by the show itself (that I remember) I've seen a lot of people say his obsession comes from wanting to help / protect people. But what if he feels as though that he is now doing more damage than good, after all there are a lot of people getting hurt as colateral damage from the chases he has to go on. Or simply when he has to run away from getting captured.

What if one night he was up late and saw a post about a tragedy that happened because he slipped up (it wasn't even his fault, but he still blames himself for everything). And then he starts looking at all the bad comments against him ignoring all the good ones saying how much Danny Phantom has helped Amity. Because Danny is still human and confirmation bias is real. Imagine how he felt the moment he realized that he was causing people to get hurt instead of keeping them save.

Image the desperation clawing at him with the realization that he has never been able to fully manage his obsession. it makes him sad, desperate, angry.

His entire self is filled with too many emotions at the sametime he isn't even able to identify them and catalogue them properly like Jazz taught him.

and then everything stops and he feels nothing.

Completely and utterly numb.

Like his whole reason to keep going suddenly disappears.

And it has.

He gave up on his obsession and now he has to make / get a new one.

But it's not that easy.

This drastic change could've ended any ghost as they run on (live off) emotions.

Luckily because he's a Halfa, so that has given him the upper hand. Unfortunately it makes it so that he is completely devoid of any emotion.

Months go by and people immediately notice changes, the more drastic one is that Phantom went missing, and eventually a lot of ghost that where coming in looking for him stop. Amity Park is no longer populated by ghosts, and slowly the GIW started to retreat from Amity going to another place following a lead that says there are more ghost activities up north.

But those changes aren't the only ones noticeable. Dannys classmates and teachers can vouch that Danny has changed. Most say he was always quite , and others say he looked down right depressed. Danny didn't do much in classes not that he paid attention before. Its just this time it seems that its not out of being sleepy or anxious about another ghost attacking the school instead Danny looks like he coundn't give less of a fu-k about anything.

He never smiles anymore not even when his favorite subjects (mechanics and space) are brought up. Not even a quirk of a smile. The school decided to contact his parents about Dannys new behaviors. That includes skipping classes, not handing in work, not doing the assigned work in class ect....

And its not like his parents havent noticed, they've had more time in their hands since they aren't using hours of the day/night going out hunting anymore. and they have witnessed their son become a shell of himself. They don't know what to do, and they don't want to worry Jazz about it because she's at collage and needs to focus on her studies.

So when the school contact them and told them that the behavior is the same in school they decided major changes needed to happen. Starting with a change of environment.

Maddie and Jack decided that Amity park was too big of a city with too many people. They could nearly see the stars at night because of the light pollution, hence they decided to move next door to Alicia, Maddie sister, home in SmallVille.

They decided it was the best choice, Danny would be surrounded by nature and he could do online classes that would go the pace he wanted. The move was immediate, the day off they packed everything sold the house and moved.

They only stopped to say goodbye to Danny's friends. A small bye and hug later they were on a 7 hour road trip to their new home.

When they got there the old resident handed them the keys of the home and told them to ignore the their neighbors 'The Kents' as they often made a lot of noice and had group gatherings every month.

The one thing Jack and Maddie forgot to double check was if the house was an actual house or a farm house. Sounds similar, but completely different as they now had 2 cows, 16 chickens, 1 rooster, and 3 pigs to take care off.

Danny was put on duty of taking care of the animals, such as feeding them on time and making sure they were healthy. Jack and Maddie made more of the heavy weight as to re building broken fences and fixing the questionable roof.

(The first thing Danny did when meeting all the animals was name them. After all this was about all the interaction he was going to do.)

Danny didn't have time to think about his lost obsession or his lack of emotions as he was now too busy making sure each animal was taken care off.

Marcy and linda (the cows) were danny's favorite they were very gentle and he felt that they could understand him when he spoke to them the stories of his vigilante past.

On the other hand The Chickens were a nightmare, Glinda was cool as she never chased him down. But Matilda and Bethany were a nightmarish duo spiteful too when he was seconds late to the finding time. Mark the rooster was chill he mainly acted as of he was part of the group that needed protection.

Marice, Betty, and Miss Piggy were the chillest of the bunch never gave Danny any trouble when feeding them and always made a point that they loved their new mudbath installation that Danny made for them on his first 2 days on the farm.

A month after arriving at the farm house Danny noticed that mark was missing. Danny looked everywhere around the property and saw him from afar, at the road. So Danny did the sensible thing anyone would do when spotting a run away pet, and that is call their name at the top of your lungs whilst running after them.

naturally Mark the escape artist run the opposite direction. By the time Danny caught up to him Danny didn't recognize the house he was infant off. So with Mark comfortably in his arms He swears he can see a smug look on marks face. Danny turned away from the house to start his walk back to the farm, but he was met with a kid his age looking at him with distrust.

"Ehhh look kid Im sorry to have crossed the properties border but Mark here" Danny made a point to acentuate Mark in his arms "Runaway from me this morning and I've been trying to catch him ever since, anyways I need to go feed the girls"

The kid starred at him for a second "OMG your from the new family in Mr.duncans farm right? in Aver ST.?" and wow the kid was like a ray of sunshine.

"Yea-" Danny could even finish his sentence before the kid cut him off by starting to talk a mile a minute about how he was so exited to meet people his age that lived near by and how farm chores were harder that normal house chores.

"Jon, give him time to respond. Im Damian this is Jon" Danny jumped he hadn't noticed the second kid at all

"Oh yeah... sorry about that what's your name?" The kid (Jon) slightly less enthusiasm, a bit embarrassed if his tone of voice was anything to get by.

"Danny, Im 15" he responded before he started walking away after all he did need to get in time to feed the chickens unless he wants to suffer their furry. Danny shuddered at the memory that popped up in his head.

"Wait!!! I just thought we could be friends cause we live close by u know" Jon said catching up with Dannys steps. Damian was following from behind.

"Sure kid I don't care" Dannys voice was monotone much like it had been for months.

"Hey were not kids for your information, Im 14 and Damians 16 soon to be 17, so if anything you night be the actual kid!" Danny chuckled slightly it was more similar to releasing air from his lips than a laugh.

Soon a quite and enjoyable science encompassed the group as they went to Dannys home.

"Hmm... you're hold on Mark is adequate and the your determination for getting home in time for feeding is acceptable" Damian spoke up after a while of the passive silence.

"yeah and what is It to you" Danny was slightly urked by Damians default setting speach. He told him as such.

Jon blanched before erupting into giggles that sent him to lay down on the grass uncontrollably laughing. Damians right eyebrow quirked up in what Danny assumed was amusement.

Thus a new friendship grew that day.

They often gathered at Dannys or Jons yard to have picnic in the weekends (as Damian and Jon has school in Metropolis on week days) and hangout with the animals. Danny found out that Damian was a vegetarian and that he had various animals at home. One time he brought his Great Dane Titus, who bodied Danny on sight to give him kisses.

Also Damian was Damian Wayne as in bruce Wayne, Batman sugar daddy. When he said that, Jons milk flew out of his nose and Damian choked on his cucumber wrap. Even Titus gave him a judgemental stare.

Slowly Danny started to smile more, laugh every so often. And things were feeling so much better after not being able to feel anything for a while.

Jazz, Aunt Alicia and especially Maddie and Jack felt so relived to see that Danny was slowly coming back to them.

Danny to this day backs the fact that Mark knew something and planned the whole thing.

#dc x dp #dpxdc #dp x dc crossover #danny fenton #mark the chicken is definitely a meta with super intelligence

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goldsbitch · 3 months

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Just don't talk-

-if you can't hear me. p2 to Just don't talk

summary: Enemies to lovers on steroids. Lando can't stand Y/N, the first female driver in F1. He also can't stand not having her with her clothes on.

warnings: minors do not interact, biting, cursing...just generally don't take this one too seriously

It would have been too obvious by the media teams to put Lando and Y/N together in a video out of the blue without any obvious reasons. The brands were not connected in any way and had a completely different online strategy. But serious damage had been done by the two at their last joint interview, so there was a meeting between the teams and F1 media and the request to have them paired up together at a next bubbly F1 video was bargained for and agreed upon in exchange for some favors.

There was a long and very detailed briefing for each of them. At the end they even received something resembling a script. They were both quite good at public speaking and charming the crowds, but it only worked on a spontaneity and intuition base. They were far from actors and the more instructions they received, the more mad it made them, each one in a different way, of course, because hell would freeze over before these two had found something in common. Lando had to fight the urge in him to slam the doors on all of these people. All this media planning was making Y/N dizzy. Had it been anyone else, she'd be slaying this like a pro. But for some stupid reason the PR teams were just not going to let them go and bury their little feud down. She thought this was a bad idea anyway - nothing good could come out of this.

And yet, there they were. Getting ready for the shoot in an F1 hospitality centre, with twenty other people, mostly film crew members. The two barely looked at each other, let alone said hello, just casually pretending the other one is invisible. The director really tried to get them hyped up before the shoot, resulting in one of the most awkward silence the poor lady had ever had the misfortune to have on her set. Only once she gave up and excused herself pretending to be adjusting the camera shot, did Lando shoot a quick look at Y/N. She'd already been looking at him. In that one look they shared their own hidden amusement, obviously enjoying having people being thrown into awkward situations because of their own incompetence to manage each other. At least, this was what Y/N was thinking. Lando was thinking about the gap between her thighs. And only she saw the way his eyes shot down shamelessly to her chest and giving her a quick approving look, probably non verbally complimenting the way hot the race suit covered her chest tightly.

"Who does a whisper challenge in this day and age anyway?" was an unspoken thought that many people shared while getting ready for yet another whisper challenge video to complete the collage of several driver from different team duos, one of which being the pair that was secretly playing with each other under the bedsheets every other night.

Finally, after final touch ups, they were sitting on a couch, across each other and as far away as the couch allowed. That was a conscious decision, as their bodies were becoming so familiar to the proximity and contact, that they had to actively stop each other from mimicking each other's gestures. "Ok guys, I understand this might not be the most comfortable thing you ever did, but we will have to push through it. Lando, will you be ready to introduce the video concept?"

"Yeah, sure," Lando sighed, trying desperately not let anything he that was actually on his mind slip his mouth. Like for example how stupid this was.

He turned his full on youtuber style speech mode on within seconds, actually shocking Y/N.

"Welcome everyone, we're here with F1 and today, we'll be trying a cross team whisper challenge - you never know with whom you'll be sharing a team in the next years anyway!" he said, having the first line vaguely memorized.

"Cut," said the director immediately after that first line. "Thank you Lando, that was some great energy," she dug deep into her professional training and started on the one thing that was positive. "But, the line should be something like "because we rarely get to know one another", your version is opening up place for some unwanted speculations. And, Y/N, you were obviously not ready, as your expression in more of a shock that excitement." It took them five more takes on this before the director made a note mentally to shoot a back up version with a different driver pair.

All the questions had a weird undertone. They were competing more than this situations required. People normally laughed during the takes - Lando was an expert on this, he did videos like this with Oscar often, and he gave him almost nothing to work with. He still managed. Not with Y/N. Tension grew over time. Y/N got almost all of her guesses on the first go. When it was his time, he was opted for staying silent than taking a wrong guess, so she had to repeat everything three times at least. Nobody in the room was having fun. The media interns present were terrified of having to present this at their next meeting and were already trying to find the most upbeat song to pair this up with in their group chat. Few more questions to end this nightmare of an afternoon for everyone.

"Would you like drive with me or do you prefer Oscar?" Lando's face was blank. Not giving any reaction. Y/N took a deep breath and looked to Lando's eyes once again. Same look as she had that one time he tied her up. Frustrated. "Would you like drive with me or do you prefer Oscar?" Still nothing. Dry. She smiled and repeated, loudly as if that was to help. "Would you like drive with me or do you prefer Oscar?" Lando finally responded. Without a beat. "Would you like to ride with me to see who comes first? Brain reads what the mind wants. One would think silence does not have a volume. Anyone present in that room on that day would know better. There were levels to silence and this was a loud one.

Now, innuendos were fairly normal theme in whisper challenges. And they were fun, little things to spice a lonely afternoon for those who were watching. But there was just something in the chemistry these two had that you could not just laugh it off or go on the "will they won't they" route. Aggressive undertone overcame any other vibes. There were two other lines for Lando to guess, he did not get any of them and the whole shoot was quickly wrapped up after. Both of them exited, again, without a word to anyone. Y/N was fuming internally. She texted Lando to come and see her immediately. So her dressing room it was.

"What the fuck, Lando?!"

"Hello to you too, miss fun," he responded, annoyed as ever.

"Don't. Just don't."

Communication was definitely not something they'd win contests at.

"You're exhausting me! I'm like...so mad!"

"Eloquent. You should write poetry. Would be treat to read," he responded, unfased by her outburst.

"Fine. Fuck you then," she lost it completely, anger and frustration built up in her finally taking the best of her. He thought she was mad? He hadn't seen mad. She could not care less of what he thought of her. When she got closer to him, he thought she was going for a kiss. Instead she grabbed him arm and bit him hard. Shock wave ran thought Lando and he froze in the spot. She held her teeth in long and firmly. Shock was quickly replaced by pain, a lot of pain. He played a hero for few moments and then gasped. She stopped with the first sound he made. He stared at her, shocked, confused and weirdly turned on. The pain turned into adrenaline high. A really strange high. He quickly looked at his arm and saw a bruise forming, marking the shape of her teeth. She had a proud look on her face, finally getting it out of her system.

"Great. Better now. Hope it stays on for weeks."

With that, she walked away, leaving confused and dazed Lando behind in her dressing room. He could still feel her teeth in and the adrenaline as if he had just drank three double espressos in one sitting. Why was this turning him on. Why was anything she did the hottest thing anyone ever did. And how the fuck was he suppose to cover this up. He had a photoshoot scheduled for tomorrow. And when was he going get to fuck her again?

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lovings4turn · 2 months

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જ⁀➴ 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐑𝐎𝐂𝐊 . . . (𝐎. 𝐏.)

— when oscar gets a little too drunk to drive home after a party at your place, you offer him a place to stay for the night

+ part of my 'be my valentine' mixtape series ! this was super fun to write - i have such a soft spot for writing for oscar, so

+ mentions of drinking and alcohol

a collage of empty bottles and sticky countertops were the only remaining pieces of evidence that a party had occurred in your flat. just over an hour ago, the small place had been packed with people, some you were close to, and some you were sure you vaguely knew, somehow.

loud music had been replaced by the soft sound of a vinyl playing from your bedroom as you pottered around with a black bin bag, throwing away as much waste as you could without disturbing some of the fuller bottles of alcohol. anyone who threw away a half-full bottle of gin was a sinner in your eyes.

it was peaceful, finally having some time alone to breathe, to think. well, almost alone, anyways.

oscar stumbled around your flat with a bag of his own, steadying himself against the counter as he collected the leftover beer bottles for recycling. it was endearing, the way he seemed to trip over his own feet every now and then, the intoxication turning him into bambi taking his first few steps.

his usually pink cheeks were flushed a little darker, hair more messy as a few longer strands fell in front of his eyes. clearly putting all of his focus into his task, oscar didn’t even bother trying to push his hair away, succumbing to slightly obscured vision in his already less-than-stable state.

truth is, oscar wasn’t even meant to be staying over.

when you’d invited him to your place initially, he had claimed he would come for a drink or two, but leave early since he was already feeling pretty tired. that plan had went out of the window twenty minutes after he arrived, thanks to logan supplying him with a shot - or four - before he’d even finished his first beer.

since he’d driven over and was in no fit state to get behind a wheel right now, you’d instantly offered for him to stay at yours. he could take your bed, the couch, wherever he wanted, as long as he stayed. because he wasn’t an absolute idiot, oscar agreed without complaint.

another thud alerted you to oscar only just managing to catch himself against your kitchen cabinet, having lost his balance once more. you held back a laugh, not wanting to embarrass him, but he caught your eye with a crooked grin.

“are you sick of me yet?” he asked, accent made even thicker as his mouth worked harder to wrap around the sounds of his speech.

“not at all,” you replied, the words rolling off of your tongue without a second thought.

you didn’t think you could ever be sick of oscar, especially not like this. here he was, absolutely smashed, yet still making an effort to help you out by cleaning up around the flat a little even though you’d insisted you were fine doing it alone.

anyways, to be sick of oscar right now would make you a hypocrite: you were far from sober yourself.

a lull fell over you both, the only sound coming from the lovers rock album playing in the other room and the gentle clink of glass bottles. the padding of your sock clad feet was like percussion in the soundtrack of your simultaneous cleaning, and the whole thing felt somewhat domestic as you worked peacefully.

but, you were only human.

it was only a matter of time before you both gave up on the cleaning, vowing to do it in the morning when you were sober and more alert. the last thing you needed was for someone to drop a bottle and make the process ten times harder.

after fumbling for the kitchen's light switch and bathing the room in a cold darkness, you both moved over to your bedroom, the fatigue of the evening suddenly crashing over you.

making it to the bed seemed like far too much of an effort, yet sitting down right in front of the wooden frame was apparently much more appealing to you both.

oscar let out a soft oof as he collapsed onto the floor next to you, folding his legs up to his chest in a way that didn't look to be too comfortable thanks to his taller frame.

motivated by your own selfish wants, you let your eyes trace over every inch of oscar, taking advantage of his more oblivious state. his already sleepy eyes were lidded, and it seemed like he was fighting his own body just to stay awake for a little longer.

because nothing was ever fair, oscar caught your stare. you expected a teasing remark, maybe even a playful expression, yet nothing came.

instead, coffee coloured eyes met your own, softening reflexively as he caught your gaze. there was no mistaking it. oscar was moving closer to you.

just as your lips brushed against his, barely there like the flap of a butterfly wing, the music stopped. as the vinyl cut out, you and oscar were snapped from the bubble you’d found yourselves in, and you both pulled away with a sheepish laugh.

“fuck. two seconds,” you mumbled, huffing a little as you clambered onto your feet and flipped the record over, placing the needle back down onto the disc to begin playing the second side.

and if you happened to sit a little closer to him when you returned to your previous position, who was to blame you?

instantly, oscar's hand came to sit on your waist, thumb brushing gently against your hip as he dipped his face closer to your own. there were no interruptions this time, and your lips found his like they'd been searching for them your whole life.

and lucky old you had the whole night to savour this moment.

#.° ༘🗝️⋆₊ becca’s drabbles #𐙚˙⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 becca's 'be my valentine' special #oscar piastri #oscar piastri x reader #oscar piastri x you #formula one x reader #f1 x reader

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creative-caramel-coffee · 30 days

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Actually Asthmatic

Summary: Reader comes to work despite being sick and pepper makes sure you’re ok.

TW: asthma, fever, overworking, sickness lol

Pairing: pepper x Platonic!Reader

Words: 2.5K

A/n Part two coming soon (part two will have natty and wands >:). Also, so much has happened since I posted last and I’m so sorry it’s taken this long. I’ve been super busy with uni. But… I got a girlfriend :) I also have a ton of uni work I have to keep up with and I have like no time for anything now. But I will do my best to keep writing. So expect my updates to be a bit more spaced but I’m NOT giving up on this account :)

Living in a dorm was an interesting thing. You had a room, kitchen and bathroom to yourself, but it was lonely.

You knew you were in for a rough time when your lab partner came to a lecture sick. Not only that, but they were coughing … a lot. You knew no matter how hard you tried you were bound to get sick and mentally you resigned yourself to your new fate.

Lo and behold the next day your throat hurt, but it was manageable. Another day passes and your head had begun to feel like it was stuffed with cotton. A truely lovely experience. To make matters even better, you had three classes and work today. Your shift at stark industries was something you couldn’t miss even if you wanted to.

Pepper was coming to check on your branch of the company and you needed to be able to show her the numbers at the meeting you were both attending. You needed to prove it hasn’t been a mistake to hire a collage student with crippling debt and insomnia to run a branch of what was probably the most successful company in New York if not the world.

You flipped the page on your textbook and bit back a sigh. There was still an hour left of class and the world seemed to be against you, time was moving slower, and it felt rather personal.

You rested your head on the table and tried to block out the droning of your collage professor, he was a great guy, but your head felt like it was being run over by a bus and your cheeks were warm and your fingers cold.

You must have drifted off at some point because before you knew it someone was nudging you. You groggily sat up and squinted into the light, a frown marring your face.

“Y/n/n, get up. Class is over.” It was one of your friends, you gave a half grunt and looked around.

The lecture hall was quickly emptying out and so you grabbed your bag and textbook and stood, swaying slightly.

“Whoa. You good?” Your friend asked and you nodded mumbling something about standing up too fast before beelining for the door.

You bid goodbye to your friend at the train station and boarded the tube that would take you to work.

It was about a five-minute walk from the train to stark industries, but the cold weather that threatened your lungs working in tandem with your asthma and what you were now beginning to think was the start of a nasty chest infection, made it seem like hours of hiking through the amazon after dark.

You adjusted the backpack on your shoulder and waited for the train to slow, the next stop was yours and despite it being the quiet carriage there was still the loud sound of train tracks passing under making your head feel like a drum being beaten by a tone-deaf monkey on steroids.

The train almost had pity on you as it slowed just as you thought the monkey had found an amp to make his music ‘better.’

You stumbled off the platform and hurried up the steps to the footpath. The crowd jostled you and you felt more than desire to just let the ocean of people sweep you out with the tide.

But you forged on. So did the monkey.

You must have looked like death incarnate by the time you arrived at the lobby. You were flushed at the very least and you could hear the wheezing in your breath as you took in air by the lungful.

You scanned your keycard once you had located it in the mess that was your backpack. Stepping into the clean white walls of stark industries made you feel like a racoon in an upper-class neighbourhood.

You made your way to the elevator that would take you to the board room and finally paused to catch your breath which was now just a string of wheezes. You knew that because the look the lady at the reception shot you was one that was a mix of concern, confusion and pity.

Your throat was raw, and your face was congested as well as your chest. You sounded like you swallowed a frog, and the frog was also now sick and subsequently congested.

When the lift arrived you thanked Stark, who was your own personal god that there was nobody else in it. You stepped in and lent against the railing after thumbing the button for your floor with what was probably more force than necessary.

You sat back against the cool metal bar and watched the numbers climb higher and higher as you approached the master board room which was also the same floor as peppers office. A place you rarely visited except when you had the quarterly board meeting like today.

As the lift pinged and the doors slide open smoothly you stepped off and gathered your bearings.

You caught sight of a door at the end of the hall with peppers name on it and smiled. She was also one of your own personal heroes. She worked like a horse and kicked ass like an avenger all while wearing heels and a smile that said, ‘don’t fuck with me before I’ve had my coffee’.

You navigated your way to the board room and cracked the door a bit. So far there were a few people in there and it was still early. You smiled at the unfamiliar faces and sat down.

You didn’t know any of them yet and so you kept to yourself as you and the others waited for pepper and the rest of the companies branch managers and board members to come in.

After a bit pepper entered looking as swauve and elegant as ever. She took her seat at the head of the table and took note of the empty chairs with a small frown.

“It seems some people are still absent, so we’ll wait for a bit until the numbers are more … concrete.” She said with a smile drawing a few laughs from around the room.

You kept your head down, but your eyes kept straying back to pepper.

After a few minutes of you being sat there doodling in your notepad, the meeting started.

You paid attention to most things but once you had presented your numbers you had more or less zoned out. At one point you caught pepper looking at you closely and decided to try and pay attention again.

But the meeting droned on and soon your chest felt tighter and tighter. Your face flushed with the effort of suppressing a cough. The wheeze that had left you in the elevator had seemingly returned and you were doing your best to keep it quiet.

Your eyes looked around the room for an escape and you caught pepper looking at you again. She looked worried.

‘Are you ok?’ She mouthed and you nodded but she looked unsure.

You decided to leave, just to step out for a moment to get some air and let your lungs do their thing.

You waited until all eyes were back on the man presenting before slipping out the door.

You beelined for the bathroom which were luckily empty with everyone currently on the floor in the meeting.

You braced yourself by placing your hands either side of the sink and let out a string of deep chesty coughs. The wheeze got worse, and you cursed yourself for leaving your asthma inhaler in your backpack in the board room.

The coughing still hadn’t ceased, and it seemed the attack was making it harder to catch your breath than normal.

You barely registered the door to the bathrooms being opened and the sound of high heels click across the floor in hurried steps.

You felt a hand press between your shoulder blades as someone drew slow circles on your back. Someone was telling you to breathe and you recognised the voice.

Pepper.

You felt something being pressed into your hands and looked down to find a glass of water.

You gratefully took a sip and found it soothed your throat pretty well.

After a second, the fit ended and you just had the wheeze to worry about.

“Are you alright?” Pepper asked looking worried and trying not to fuss over you.

You shot her a weak smile.

“I’m ok.” You grinned unconvincingly. She gave you a look you assumed tony often received and caved. “I’m sick.” You rasped.

“I’d have never guessed.” Pepper joked rolling her eyes and guided you by the shoulders out the door.

“Where are we going?” You asked still holding the water.

“Well, you need to rest, and the board can handle the rest of the meeting. I want you to get that cough looked at and i have some emails to check. So, we are going to my office, you are going to lie down and I’m going to get some work done.” Pepper said with a smile, and you looked at her like she had hung the stars in the sky.

“Thank you.” You mumbled.

“That’s quite alright honey.” She smiled and then her brow crinkled as if she just noticed your wheezing. Which spoiler alert… she had.

You avoided her eyes as she scrutinised you closely. After a second her pace slowed and yours matched it before she stepped in front of you and placed a hand on your chin. She tilted your head back to look at her and met your gaze with a motherly worried expression.

“You’re wheezing.” She noted.

“And you’re pepper potts.” You said back looking nervous.

“Yes.” She deadpanned in response. “Y/n, are you … asthmatic?” She asked and you looked away.

That was enough of a response for her as she sighed. “Wheres your puffer sweetie?”

“Back in my backpack in the meeting room.” You mumbled.

“Alright here’s what we are going to do. I’m going to get you set up in my office and then go and get your bag for you.” She said and resumed her pace to her office.

When she arrived, she scanned her keycard and opened the door. It was an amazing office. Floor to ceiling windows in a corner room made the whole space perfectly lit with natural light.

You stepped inside in awe, and she guided you over to an expensive looking blue couch with a fond smile.

“You stay here, I’ll be right back.” She said and you grinned and nodded still star struck.

You could see the New York skyline from up here, the city bustling below.

You had barely blinked by the time pepper had returned.

She handed you your bag which you took and thanked her again.

“Now take whatever you need to and try to get some rest, I’ll be at my desk just there if you need anything.” She said with a smile, lingering to make sure you took your inhaler.

After you had uncapped the small blue device and administered the medicine, she gave you a curt nod and headed to her desk.

Almost as soon as your head hit the soft fluffy throw pillows on the couch you were out.

The next few hours were spent toeing the line between sleep and wakefulness. At one point as you dozed you heard pepper talking to someone on the phone before you returned to sleep.

Pepper had sat down to get some work done but had barely typed out one email before her eyes were back on you. You seemed so small in this moment. Just a young adult, you reminded her of peter. She wanted to make sure you were ok and the small wheeze coming from your lips made her worried.

Your face was slightly flushed, and pepper was sure nobody had been messing with the room temperature controls. Feeling maternal, she picked up her phone and punched in the number for Bruce’s lab. Better safe than sorry.

After a short conversation with Bruce in which she relayed your symptoms, he decided he wanted to see you to run further tests and rule out pneumonia. Pepper had looked over at you and agreed, you had been sleeping for nearly four hours now and seemingly weren’t doing much better, and including your asthma she didn’t want to risk anything.

Bruce and pepper agreed to bring you to the avengers' tower to check your lungs and maybe put you on a nebuliser to be safe as the wheeze was still lingering.

When the phone call ended pepper stood from her desk and walked over to the couch, gently she sat down beside you and nudged your shoulder. You groaned and rolled over trying to escape.

Stifling a giggle pepper placed her hand on your arm, frowning when she felt heat radiating off you. She paused and then lifted her hand to your face, laying the backside of her palm to your forehead and feeling for a fever.

Finding what she was looking for, pepper gently rubbed your arm again.

“Y/n? Honey, you have to get up. We’re going to the doctor sweetie.” She said softly and you whined and buried your face in the couch.

“Tired and don’t wanna move.” You mumbled into the cushions.

“You can lean on me the whole way to the car, alright?” Pepper said carding her hands through your hair.

“Okay.” You mumbled and blinked your eyes open to look at her. The haze of fever was settled in and the pink hue of your cheeks made you look both dazed and cute.

With peppers help you stand up and lean into her side. She had already called happy to bring the car around and he was going to meet you both out front.

With your bag slung over one shoulder and you curled into her other side, pepper slowly began the trek back to the lift. The board meeting had ended hours ago so it was just the two of you left on the whole floor.

After a slow and sleepy trip down to the car pepper got settled into the backseat with you so she could keep an eye on how you were fairing.

Your cheeks had darkened slightly, and she felt your forehead again as happy peeled out of the car park. Your fever had definitely risen, and she frowned as the glossy look in your eyes was increased ten-fold.

Part two coming soon :)

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gojoandtojisleftnut · 1 year

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forbidden affections

—gojo satoru x female reader

˚ · .summary: gojo sensei finally gives into his favorite student

˚ · .tags: teacher student relationship, age gap (19x29), all characters are in collage and aged up, raw sex, creampie, squirting, teasing, language, pet names, confessions.

Gojo felt an attraction towards you since the day you joined jujutsu tech. He thought it was just affection that he had towards a student, just like he did with all of them. But affection turned into jealousy when he saw you talking with another boy, or when others stared at your ass for too long. Gojo has done some pretty fucked up things in his lifetime but wanting his student takes the cake. It’s morally not right, but he can’t deny the way your hips sway, or the way your hair falls, or those curious eyes that look up at him every time he speaks. It made him wonder if you could possibly see him the way he sees you.

Things took a turn when principal Yaga gave you detention for messing up a mission, leaving you with your teacher alone in his classroom. You wouldn’t say you were nervous for detention but rather than staying alone with your mentor. You’ve had the biggest crush on him since the day you joined, but knowing he would never look at you the same way made you push your feelings back for a bit.

The knock on the door made you snap out of your trance, Gojo’s footsteps making you hug your knees closer to your chest. “Yn” “Gojo sensei” he looks at you and sighs, sitting down at the chair near the couch you were curled up on. He asks you what happened and why Yaga sent you for detention, but his scent was eating you up, and the way his shoulders flexed while leaning on his spread legs made you stutter. “Are you okay?” “Huh? Yeah I’m okay sir”. Gojo felt his dick twitch in his pants at the name. Taking his glasses off, he drags his chair in front of you taking your right calve into his big hand. “Yn.. tell me what’s wrong angel.” The sudden pet name and the feeling of his calloused hand touching you fueled you with courage making you say ‘fuck it’. “Sensei, I’m so sorry but I can’t do this anymore.” “What are you-” “I like you so much, I can’t take it anymore.”

Looking down at your teacher you see the pink dusting his cheeks and his dilated pupils. His breathing pattern changed. “I understand if it makes you uncomfortable-” “You can’t take it anymore?” He scoffs “do you even know how much strength it takes not to smother you every fucking day? Not to grab you and pin you down on my fucking desk? Do you even know how fucked up I feel that I see you this way?” Your eyes widen at his confession making your jaw slightly drop. Untangling yourself you stand on all fours in the couch your face inches away from his “kiss me then sensei, please”. It doesn’t take anymore convincing for gojo to grab the back of your neck and pull you in for an aggressive kiss. The sound of your lips smacking is the only thing that can be heard in the room. You pull away from the kiss and sit back at the black leather couch “touch me satoru” you slur, spreading your legs for him to see the pink panties, your skirt was hiding. The lust in Gojo’s eyes is clouding his vision when he hooks his fingers around the hem of your little underwear pulling them down in the process. “You’re so wet babyy” he whines “I’m 19 sensei, I’m always wet”

“Oh fuck me angel” he moans shouting his eyes and throwing his head back, hands on both your thighs keeping your legs open. You giggle at his desperation and extend your leg to rub him through his pants. “I don’t think I can’t wait anymore yn. You don’t need prep baby you’re already dripping” he takes your foot from his hard on bringing to his lips and kissing it before placing it back down on the sofa. You never break eye contact as he unbuckles his belt and pulls his briefs and pants down. Your eyes widen at the size of his cock, contemplating if you should back down now. Gojo pulls you forward making you balance yourself on your elbows as he positions himself to your entrance.

With a granted permission, he slowly slips right into you making you both moan loudly at the feeling of his hard rock dick entering you. “You’re so tight bunny. Fucks sake.” He grunts as he thrusts into you slowly. Eyes shut from ecstasy, you let the rhythm of his thrusts take you away, loosing yourself under him. His tip hitting your cervix every time. “Feels so so good sensei” “yeah baby? Can I go faster? Will my little girl let me fuck her pussy faster?” Gone already dumb from his fat cock, you just nodded giving him the green light to fuck you into the sofa. “FUCK Sato- please baby, fuck so deep-”. Gojo continued fucking you vigorously, feeling your walls clamo around him “Is my pretty girl gonna come for me? Huh?”, his smirk growing wider seeing you fucked out “I’m cumming Toru fuck”. His movements never stopping, your little pussy spraying onto his v line. Taking hold of his strong arms next to your head to support yourself better, you look up to him begging him for a kiss. His plump lips connect with yours into a feverish kiss, “im gonna fill you up baby yeah?” He whispers against your mouth, your nails digging into his biceps as a response. After a few more quick thrusts he shoots his seed as deep as he possibly could, marking you as his.

He collapses on top of you, both sweaty and panting. Gojo scoops you into his hold and kisses the side of your head. “Fuck angel, should’ve confessed a long time ago.” “Too scared” you mumbled under your breath making him chuckle. “Detention’s over baby girl, I’ll talk to Yaga. Let’s get back to my place kay? We got a lot to talk about.”

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk anime #anime #satoru gojo #gojo x reader #gojo satoru smut #satoru gojo x reader #gojou satoru x reader #gojo satoru x reader #gojo satoru #gojo sensei #gojou satoru x you #jujutsu kaisen x you #jjk x fem!reader #satoru gojo x female reader #gojo x reader smut #gojo x fem!reader #gojo x y/n #jjk gojo

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misstycloud · 1 year

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Yan! Platonic brother x reader x Yan! Boyfriend

Summary: You and your boyfriend have decided to have a movie night, but it seems like your brother won’t let you have the evening to yourselves.

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“Okay, what movie do you want to watch?” You asked and stepped up on the porch.

“I don’t know, you decide.” Tim responded with a kind smile, he always let you chose the movie. Honsestly, sometimes you wished he wasn’t so compliant.

“What, is there really nothing YOU’RE interested in?” You whined, turning the keys and unlocking the front door.

Tim shrugged and said, “Whatever you chose is fine.”

You silently stared at him, and he gazed lovingly back at you, you blinked and he did too. Finally you gave up and sighed, opening the door to your home. As the two of you were kicking off your shoes in the hallway, another figure emerged from within the house. It was your twin brother, Kai.

“Sis, you’re back! Are you-“ he stopped the moment he discovered you had company over, and gulped down the sneer that almost overcame him. The (h/c) haired boy cleared his throat in a forced manner, “O-oh, I don’t know you brought company..”

“Sorry, I forgot to tell you. But it’s fine right? Tim and I are just gonna watch a movie in my room.” You had forgotten to inform your brother about your guest, but you assumed it didn’t matter much since he visited a lot anyway.

“But I thought WE were gonna watch something tonight.“ Kai muttered, dejected.

“Right, um, can we do that another night?” You expressed apologetically. You had been so busy with action that you completely overlooked your agreement to stream Kai’s favourite show with him.

The boy in question hesitated before giving you a weak nod. “Sure…”

You expressed your gratitude by hugging him. “Thanks!” You exclaimed.

Before he even had the chance to reciprocate the action, you were already heading further inside and Tim soon followed, leaving Kai to his lonesome in the hallway.

You stood in the kitchen and poured snacks in big bowls and grabbed drinks from the fridge, preparing for the evening. Your boyfriend just sat on one of the kitchen chairs, watching you move about. He would have liked to help you organise things, if it wasn’t for the fact that he knew you’d immediately object and kick him out of the room in order to work in peace without him interrupting by offering his aid. You’d say that he was a guest and you had invited him there, not the other way around. So the person to fix everything should be you.

The blonde would have loved to do absolutely everything for you, but you were just so stubborn. Barely letting him hold the door for you, saying that you didn’t want to take advantage of him in any way. Oh, if you only knew of the things he was willing to do for you, all you had to do was ask. He would blackmail, he would lie, beat someone to a pulp, he’d commit murder as well. He had heard you in school, complaining to your friend about no one seemingly having any interest towards you and asking you out.

You confessed to them that you became insecure over it, there were hundreds of students in your collage, did really not a single one of them think you were somewhat attractive. God, he wanted to step out from the corner he was hiding and yell that it wasn’t true in the slightest. You were the most beautiful person he’d ever seen in his life and probably most others, too.

The true reason why not a single soul had taken a chance with you was because of Tim, himself. But he couldn’t help it! He wasn’t the one to blame when you suddenly appeared, like an angel, in his life. It wasn’t your fault for being so wonderful, either. That’s just how you were, so cute, warm and incredibly kind.

The perfect partner for him

He quickly understood he couldn’t let you slip from his fingers and disappear from his life. Something had to be done, and he was very willing to do it if it meant he could spend all of his future days with you.

“So, are you ready for cuddles and snacks time?” You said excitedly when you finished your task.

Tim smiled, “Always.”

Waking up the stairs, you carried all the goodies in your arms. Laying them out on the table, you proceeded to open the closet to take some extra pillows and blankets to create a pillow fort. Tim, who stood behind you, seated himself on your bed and began looking for your remote control. It must have disappeared somewhere in your bed, the sheets having devoured it and making it near impossible to find.

You often watched TV late at night and it happened that your fell asleep while holding it. Which resulted in it being lost the next day. When you returned, your sweet boyfriend was laying down, remote in hand, waiting for you. You giggled and joined him on the bed, he helped you cover your bodies with the blankets you found. The movie you decided on became Titanic, because for some reason Tim hadn’t seen it.

“What, how can you not have seen Titanic?” You exclaimed, sending him a shocked look.

“I don’t know. I just haven’t, I guess.” He responded nonchalantly.

“Well we need to change your ‘unwatched’ status to ‘watched’, because you’re not going anywhere until you’ve seen it and cried.” You pressed on the play button on the remote and started the movie.

Good that you’d equipped yourselves with snacks since it was fucking long. You’ll probably be forced to take a break in between scenes in order to not fall asleep. After around an hour into the film, someone interrupted your focus towards the screen and you began to grin, it took all your willpower not to start laughing.

For under the blankets, a pair of hands had curled their way around your stomach. It appeared your sweet Tim wanted to enact snuggle time, but with the way he ‘discreetly’ tried to introduce it, he obviously forgot how ticklish you can be. He was very soft in how he hugged around you, the almost feather like touches tickled.

“Huh, why’re you laughing?” He cocked his head to the side when he noticed your muffled giggles, not understanding if you thought the current scene playing to be funny. To him, it didn’t seem like an especially joyous event.

“N-no..it’s..pfft-nothing.” Now that he moved to look at you, he unintentionally just made things worse. You tried to wiggle out of his hold in an attempt to stop his assault.

When you exhibited struggle to pry his arms off, instead off letting you go, Tim tightened his grasp and frowned at you. “What are you doing?” He asked, scanning your form up and down.

“You’re tickling me!”

The moment you uttered your complaint, he let go off you. You took a moment to breathe and heard him saying from behind you, “Ah, sorry. I didn’t notice..” he sheepishly scratched the back of his neck.

“It’s fine, Tim.” You reassured, “but maybe you could just tell me you wanted to cuddle?”

“Yeah, sorry.” Tim apologised once more and pouted.

You wanted to ‘awe’ at his cute behaviour, you leaned in closer and planted a peck on his cheeks which turned bright red. A smirk made its way into his face and he threw his arms around you, without tickling you this time, of course. You shrieked as he buried his face in your neck.

“Haha!” You laughed at his affectionate antics and let yourself be pulled into his lap.

There you sat and thought about how lucky you were to get someone like Tim to date you. He was still nuzzling your nape and your attention was caught by his soft, golden curls. Playing with them, you relished in the fluffy texture and resolved to detangle his hair for him. The many small knots suggested he hadn’t combed it.

The still playing movies background noise, together with you running your fingers through his thick locks, had Tim near to fall asleep. It was amazingly soothing to be in your presence, he thought. And there was no other place he’d rather be.

The calm mood was disrupted by the door flinging open. The sound had you tumbling to the floor when you hastily pulled away from your boyfriend. Since there was only one other person in the house, it could be someone else but them who decided to barge in.

“Hey, thought since you couldn’t watch something with me and since I haven’t got anything to do, I might as well join in!” Kai said cheerfully and strolled over to see your form on the floor. “Why are you on the floor?” He asked, confused.

“Well someone who came in unannounced, kinda scared me half dead.” You grumbled at your brothers spontaneous visit, and went to resume your position on the bed. But before you could, the same person took your place beside Tim, who looked just as surprised as you.

“What are you watching?” Kai turned his attention to the bright screen and popped a chip into his mouth. “Oh, Titanic!” He answered his own question.

You sighed and let yourself from rolling your eyes. It wasn’t the first time your brother had done something like this. Ever since you first started going out with Tim, he was more clingy than usual, asking if he could come with whenever you and Tim decided to go somewhere. Times when you wanted to have some alone time- like now for example- were hindered by the (h/c) haired young man. You lived Kai, you really did. He was your brother after all! But…sometimes you wished he’d just leave you the hell alone.

Giving up, you settled on the spot beside Kai, whit Tim on the other side of him. As discreetly as possible, Tim leaned back and gave you an awkward glance which you reciprocated.

‘Sorry’ you mouthed at him. Luckily he didn’t seem mad, a little frustrated would suit his defeated expression better.

“Oh, I totally remember this scene!” Kai blurted out with an exited gasp. “Wasn’t this your favourite scene, sis?”

“Huh? Oh- yeah!”

After half an hour, nature called you and you stood up, telling the two people in your room, “I need to go to the bathroom, you don’t have to pause.” and proceeded to leave the area.

“Okay” both of them replied simultaneously and looked at each other with blank faces when they did.

“I’ll save some chocolate for you, darling.” Said Tim, lovingly smiling at you with overwhelming affection.

“Yeah, and I’ll leave chips for you.” Your twin added, also beaming.

The moment you were completely out of the room, their smiles faded and turned to blank slates once more. The monotone look eventually became sour frowns.

“I’ll save some chocolate for you, daaarling~” Kai used a high pitch voice to enact his mockery. “Ugh, gross, don’t see why my sister would date something like you.”

The offended man crossed his arms in defiance, “What?”

“I talking about your weird nicknames. She hates that stuff, you know.”

Tim huffed, “Does she, now.”

“Yeah, she mentions all the time how she hates how you refer to her as ‘sweetheart’ and ‘dear’. It creeps her out.” The (h/c) boy smirked at his victorious jab at the other man’s confidence.

The blonde tried to act like this didn’t bother him in the slightest, but if he had to be honest with himslef, the insecurity of this possibility being true made him waver. Never did he have any sort of indication you disliked his affection, so he didn’t think that you may not enjoy his nicknames. He wished to be seen as reliable and strong in front of you, and hide the side of him that was scared of being left alone.

He knew of your brothers objection of him, but he wouldn’t let him stop him from being with you. It made things harder, yes. But he was willing to anything. Getting rid of Kai probably wasn’t an option, not one that was easily made. You’d notice his disappearance immediately, especially as the two of you were living together. You split the living costs and were able to attend the same collage. The love you held for your twin was nothing he could replace, either, and he didn’t want you to be sad if Kai vanished.

“That isn’t true, she loves me and I love her. If she hated the nicknames she’d have told me long ago and you’d never heard of them.”

“Believe what you want, but it’s all in fact true.” Kai sneered. “You’re not good enough for her, you should do the right thing and leave.” He hissed.

Out of all the guys you could have gone out with, why did it have to be him? He wasn’t that smart and didn’t even have any money that could have lured you in. He was just a regular dude that happened to go to the same school, noting special about him.

Though he would have liked to have your attention on anyone other, he especially hated Tim. The only thing he had to offer was his ‘love’ and that, Kai felt wasn’t enough for his sister. You were the best sister anyone could ever have, and he was overjoyed he got to be your sibling. Who was the one to defend him against all those bullies that didn’t approve of him liking flowers when he was young? It was you. Who always let him cry on their shoulder and comfort him? It was you. Who cared for him when no one else wanted to? It. was. you.

“I’m not leaving, so better get used to it.”

“Ugh, are you deaf!” He banged his fist on the table before him, “can’t you just go a-“

“-what did I miss?” you came back from the bathroom and looked at the TV, seeing a recognisable image. “Oh, we’re at this point.”

Shifting your gaze to the two boys, your eyebrow shot up, how they focused all their attention to the screen was strange and unnatural, like they were forcing themselves.

“Did somethifng happen?”

“No- not at all!” They quickly replied.

“Everything great here.” Kai convinced you and you let this slide, thinking they might have just had their ‘bro-talk’ or something.

“O-okay..”

As you joined them, you failed to notice the harsh flares they sent each other.

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#male yandere #oc #obsessed #possesive #short story #yandere #toxic #yandere boyfriend #yandere oc #platonic yandere #platonic brother #twin #movie #cuddle #platonic brother x reader x boyfriend #bad relationships

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kozachenko · 5 months

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Zanmu 100% has a very large bone collection. She seems like the type. I can perfectly imagine an interaction with someone, probably Eiki, (idk why but it fits) and she says (for some reason), "You must have a lot of skeletons in your closet" and Zanmu responds with, "Oh, how did you know about my bone collection?" and Eiki just stares for a few seconds and then says, "your what now?" and Zanmu responds by opening up a closet and low and behold, she has a bunch of them. Some human, some not. As Eiki stares in shock, horror, and confusion, Zanmu just starts rambling on about all the facts about bones she knows, where and how she finds them, and even starts sorting them into different piles as she speaks, "Of course, I organize them by species, age, condition, cause of death, and more specific categories," and when Eiki asks how many she has, Zanmu just says, "I kind of lost track after I reached 100" and poor Eiki faints.

{Artists Note}:

So I had a really neat pose idea for Zanmu and I had to draw it. I'm glad that I finally drew her again, because last time I did she looked waaaaaay too tense so this drawing serves to rectify that. Man was the actual process for the first bit of this rough, like, especially the eyes. So last time I drew Zanmu, I gave her some really nice eyeshadow, and I forgot about how big of a difference eyeshadow makes to how the eyes look, so I went through several different variations of them. Also, I'm glad that the expression turned out nicely, it's a nice break from the deadface I've been stuck with for a while now lol. Her one arm that isn't holding the skull kinda gave me some hardship because I had no idea how to show that it was resting on the rock, as the idea for the rest of the piece came to me waaaay after I did the sketch, so hey, just a thing to improve for next time. I played around with some collage elements for the trees, their foliage literally has a paper texture on it. I went for a more simplistic approach to the lighting, letting the colours more or less speak for themselves. The background also gave me a hard time, as I was getting stuck with how to make her pop out from it, and I think I found a good solution using overlay layers.

Clothes and fabrics are now my favourite things to render, it's just so satisfying to do. I also love adding that textured layer overtop of everything, it just makes everything come together y'know?

Also, another headcanon I have for her is that she's taller than Hisami, and Hisami is really tall so that means that Zanmu would be able to tower over literally everyone lol.

#touhou project #art #fanart #touhou fanart #touhou 19 #zanmu nippaku #unfinished dream of all living ghost #touhou #touhou udoalg #東方project

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harufluff · 10 months

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txt as romantic tropes

warnings - cursing, breaking up??, let me know if there's any more.

wc - 2.6k (all together)

genre - txt x fem!reader (individually written), established and un-established relationship aus, idol au and non-idol au, angst and fluff

yeonjun

bully turned lover

honestly high school felt like another lifetime. your entire high school experience was mostly just you trying to get through all your classes and get into a good collage. sadly there isn't a high school experience without some downs. choi yeonjun. your high school bully. popular as he was, he wasn't necessarily the nicest guy around. you would never in any universe consider him a friend or anything more.

girls would swoon over him and his good looks, but you saw right through that. little did you know that made you a target for him. the constant words being thrown at you by himself and his friends, the ongoing harassment. obviously high school was not a great couple of years for you.

thankfully after graduation, you decided to take a couple of years off before college. just have fun and be an adult. dating is naturally part of that "adult experience". over the time you were out of school you decided to go on some randomly scheduled dates. whether they be from online dating, or set ups from friends.

anyway back to real time, cute cafe date with some guy you thought was nice on some random dating site. honestly it wasn't that fun, but at least you could get a coffee and not look lonely.

'i'm gonna go get a few napkins ok?'

your date asks you while beginning to sit up. you nod with a small smile. you take your phone out while he walks around to the front counter and asks the employee for napkins. your about to put your phone away, when there is a light tap to your shoulder.

'uhm...l/n y/n?'

your head turns around at the sound of your name being called by a familiar voice. you turn your head to see choi yeonjun. your high school bully in the flesh.

'y-yeonjun?'

your eyes grow wide at the sight of him. you briefly exchange simple "how have you been"'s and "what brings you hear"'s. to which you answer that you're on a date, and he tells you he was just in the area and wanted a drink.

'uhm...i just wanted to say, that i was a jerk in high school towords you. i really am sorry. i had always thought it was cool of me to be acting like that, but i realized after we graduated how stupid i was."

yeonjun continued his entire apology speech to you before you stopped him and asked him what the point of this was, while also thanking him.

'i was wondering, i-if you were free tomorrow?'

you smiled at his gesture and accepted his invitation. you simply gave him your number and he promised to text you when he got the chance. you smiled at him as he walked away. as your date came back he asked,

'who was that?'

'a friend.'

soobin

rejected to lovers

today was the day he was gonna do it. soobin was gonna confess his feelings to you. he knew he had a small chance of you feeling the same way. but he had confidence! confidence that you would like him too.

the cocky side of soobin coming out, he thought that you could like him. he was good looking, a sophmore like you, good personality, polite, and he was never rude or imposing.

so here he was, standing out in the courtyard, holding a flower out to you. his head was down and his eyes were closed, in hopes you wouldn't see him embarrassment. your eyes are wide, and mouth is slightly agape. you look down at the flower in his hands.

'uhm...i'm sorry, but...i don't feel the same way."

soobin looked back up with you, before bowing once again, handing you the flower, and running away to somewhere you don't know. honestly you didn't know what happened from there. you didn't interact with him as much after that.

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ahh finally. senior year was here. the years prior went by fast. stressful assignments that are finally done and gone, the long hours of studying for a test are finally over with, and hopeless relationships that you initiated, and one that you didn't, and declined.

oh yeah. you remember that, when a boy you had liked in middle school confessed his feelings to you in the courtyard with a flower in hand. every since that day, you had thought about it more and more. sometimes you still wonder why you declined. sometimes you wondered if you lost feelings, or were just too oblivious to realize.

honestly, deep down you know if you said yes that day everything would change. maybe you did have a crush on him now, but you knew he wouldn't take you back after that. damn it he probably hates you!

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soobin was on your mind every freakin day. literally there was nothing you could look out without thinking about him. fuck it. you were gonna at least write him a note telling him you liked him and you were sorry. save yourself the embarrassment of being rejected face to face. damn it. that's what he you did to him...

at that realization you screwed the note, ran to his house after 7th period and prepared yourself for rejection, because goddammit you knew what was about to happen.

you rung the doorbell of his home, and for some reason was surprised to see your classmate there, uniform still on, hair shaggy, and a surprised expression prominently taking over his face.

'h-hey, y/n. uhm, what are you doing at my house...?'

your face mirrored his when he asked that simple question.

'i just wanted to say i'm sorry for sophomore year. i don't know what i was thinking when i said that. to be honest with you i was pretty much in love with you all of middle school and probably now too, i'm just too much of an idiot to realize that until now.'

you rambled out. his mouth with now in an "o" shape. what the heck did he just hear??! his crush of two plus years is literally confessing to him that she's been in love with him since middle school?!

'ok then. let's start over. hi, im choi soobin, and i'm in love with you too'

(sorry this one was a bit confusing :/)

beomgyu

other side personality shown

the world knew beomgyu as the meme of an idol. the happy go lucky mood maker member of txt. that wasn't how you knew him though. you knew him as the caring, well thought out guy who casually told you he liked you a couple of years prior.

you knew him as the chill guy who you met on some dating sight, fell in love with, and found out he was an idol. honestly that didn't change anything for you though. if anything it made your trust for him better.

the fact that he was able to continue talking to you while also having the responsibility of being an idol and keeping something from you that he shouldn't be throwing around on a dating website.

you saw the smart man behind the outgoing personality he had with his friends. the calm and relaxed romance was always the guy you saw when you opened the door.

'hey.'

beomgyu said with a sweet smile on his lips. he was pretty much beaming, but in a different way than he does with his friends. with his friends its a constant mischievous smirk. with you its a look of love and admiration.

'hey gyu.'

for the rest of the night you sat in each other comfort and the silent night outside you window. thanks to your boyfriends busy schedule, these rare times where you can be together in the kitchen and make ramen are precious.

so here you are standing at the stove stirring the ramen and adding in the powder to the mix, while beomgyu is washing the dishes that were still sitting in the sink from the other night when he was over.

'its done!!'

you say happily turning around and proudly pointing to the ramen on the counter. he snaps his head around and dips his head down to smell the comforting ramen smell. but before standing back up to his level he leaves a quick peck on your lips.

'sorry. i had to'.

his playful side coming out, you smile and decide to peck his lips back. with that small interaction between lovers, he drops the towel in his hands and brings you closer by your hips. his head turns to the side as he sweetly kisses you.

with you there was no competition. no constant need to be better than his hyungs. obviously you love everside of the guy, but this special side that only you get to see is by far your favorite.

taehyun

oblivious x oblivious

'HE LIKES YOU WHY DON'T YOU REALIZE IT.'

was what your best friend was currently yelling at you. she was always on your back about your love life even though you told her not to. but there's no way to stop the people who care about you.

well anyway, she was talking about taehyun. you had known him since senior year when he transferred to your school and became a prominent part of your friend group.

he was never someone you would hang out with unless it was with someone else too. your friend group was pretty mixed, so multiple grades and girls and boys.

naturally that led to some crushes, which led to gushy relationships along with heartbreaks. you didn't want any part of that. and neither did taehyun.

'he doesn't like me.'

you answer turning your head and smiling to yourself. why does she push so hard. he doesn't like you and that's just it. end of conversation.

'boo'

you hear from the back of you. you flinch slightly at the cold hands being placed on your shoulders. fuck it was him. did he hear you? did he care? i guess he would have said something but whatever.

'oh hi...'

you say quietly as if you're trying to hide from him. he smiles at your small interaction.

'OH TAEHYUN!! we were just talking about-'

you clapped your hand around her mouth in order to stop the information from coming out. damn it, if you let her say one more thing your cover would be blown.

taehyun simply stood there then smiled and look at his feet.

'ok then, well i better get going. see you y/n'

you nodded and said your goodbyes as well. she gave you a look of disappointment and a hint of side eye. to be honest you felt the same way. maybe if you had just let it play out he it would have worked out. it doesn't matter anyway he doesn't like you.

'WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU'

your friend says right after you lift your hand gently from her mouth. you look at her with a blank look.

'why don't either of you realize you like each other.'

normally in moments like this you would defend your understanding, that he doesn't feel the same way. but this time was different. you were so close to even the slightest chance of being with him. but you let it slip away.

you look down at your feet before turning around on your heel and walking in the direction taehyun did. you didn't look back, but you knew by the silence that your friend was smiling.

'taehyun!!'

you yell while waving your hand to get his attention. he turns around from where he stood a good 10 feet away from you. you stopped in your tracks and made eye contact with him. neither of you moved in that moment that felt like it was just to two of you.

'i like you!!'

you yell, closing your eyes, too scared of what the outcome will be. maybe he would walk away and not say anything. maybe he will come up to you and tell you you're weird. maybe he'll just flat out reject you.

you open your eyes to the feeling of big, warm hands cupping your cheeks. your eyes blink open and you see his tall, broad figure standing above you.

'i like you too'

huening kai

opposites attract

he was everything you didn’t want. he was exactly the opposite of what you wanted in someone to be a relationship in with.

kai was crazy and loud, and had little to none idea what he was doing half of the time. or at least that’s what you thought.

on the other hand, you were exactly what he didn’t want. you weren’t someone to go out on midnight dates just for the fun of it. not the type of person to have flour fights with in the kitchen.

why the fuck would he want you then? well, guess your friends thought otherwise when they set you up together on a blind date.

the look of astonishment on your face when you saw him walk through the door of she semi nice restaurant one of your friends left you at.

eyes widened, mouth agape slightly. you were kinda pissed if you don’t say so yourself. he simply stood there with a smirk on his face as he walked towards you, knowing full well this wasn’t gonna work out.

‘hey.’

you look down and reply quietly with another hello. what the fuck were you doing here. you knew this wasn’t a good idea. it was a horrible one to be honest. your thoughts continued to run wild until his voice stopped you.

‘well, how about we just enjoy the night and tell our friends it went great, but we still don’t like each other.’

‘sounds good.’

you answered with another short reply. throughout the night went on, you noticed things about him. the small mole on the side of his neck, even the way he talked when he got exited.

you also learned things about him like, he stays up late playing games, and that his love for plushies is never ending, and he even pointed out that he doesn’t normally like people more down to earth like you, but he didn’t enjoy your company.

maybe after tonight you didn’t hate him so much anymore. as soon as it came, the end came as well. you paid the check and walked out of the restaurant maybe a little closer than you used to.

you said your goodbyes and started to walk back in the direction of your home, still thinking about how much fun you had.

sure it was just a simple dinner date, but you had more fun in that night than you did all week. maybe he wasn’t so different from you.

‘wait!!’

you hear being screamed from behind you. you turn around with a questioning look on your face as you stopped and started as he started jogging to where you were.

‘can i get your number?’

you stared at him with wide eyes as you contemplated what was happening.

‘please?’

a smile started to seep through your lips as you giggled at his delayed politeness. you nod enthusiastically and pass him your phone with the text screen open for him to fill in his number. he passes his phone in return.

god he’s so cute, you think to yourself. why did he have to be so different?

‘so, i know we’re different people, but i would really like to see you again soon. honestly, i really like you.’

he says, his head held down while handing you back your phone you you handing him back his.

‘i would like that.’

©️harufluff 2023

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haruka rants - i tried to use less common tropes. also thank you for continuing to support me even thought i haven’t been active as much lately. i haven’t been feeling very motivated to write.

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roadkillremi · 8 months

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Omg sorry I keep flooding your poor ask box but youre my comfort writer. can you maybe do something where reader and randy are in collage and they have sex at a party??

Don't be sorry! I appreciate it!

Too Dumb to Speak.

Randy Meeks X F!Reader

Masterlist

Summary : The ask above

Warnings : Minors DNI!, drinking, frat party, smut, p in V, unprotected, mirror sex, hair pulling, slight degrading.

Randy dragged you to another frat party this week. You complained a bit about being exhausted. But you couldn't resist Randy's smile and puppy eyes. He'd hug you from behind and kiss your cheek.

"Please? C'mon... I'm finally cool now.". You'd give Randy a look and smile, "Uh-huh. Okay cool guy. Only if you do my homework.". You tapped on your psychology notebook. Randy sighed and grabbed it, "Fine. Only for you!".

That's how Randall convinced you to join him.

Crappy electrical music boomed through the house. You could barely hear Randy talk you'd just nod and take a sip of your drink. Randy would give you a look knowing your tactic. He leans close to your ear, "Stop ignoring me!". He doesn't mean to yell he just wants you to hear him. You smile, "I told you parties aren't my thing!". Randy rolls his eyes playfully and grabs your free hand. He'd drag you to the middle of people dancing.

"C'mon!" He put his hand on your waist. He started dancing with the crowd of people. Randy wasn't a skilled dancer, you laughed at his attempts. He grabbed your arm gently and tried to dance with you. You gave in dancing alongside him going with the beat. He'd keep a hand on your hip at all times. You continued to sip down your drink as you continued. Once you saw the bottom of the cup you'd fumble to the kitchen. Randy followed after you, you poured some type of alcohol into your cup.

"hey. You've been drinking a lot.." he looked concerned. You smirked at him, "It's a party!!". You downed your drink and wrapped your arms around him.

"When's the last time we had sex?" You asked bluntly. He blinked at you and slightly smiled.

"Uh.. last week?" He tried to recall. You nodded to yourself, "Well.. you look good tonight.. and..if you wanna go upstairs.. I'll definitely go upstairs." You hinted.

"you're trying to go away from the party aren't you?" He asked looking down. You shrugged, "maybe...". You smiled widely at him, he sighed and grabbed your hand. He lead you through the house and went upstairs.

"coming through! About to get laid!" He'd announced when people got in the way. You snickered and walked with him, he'd knock and open doors until he found an available bathroom. He opened the door for you and then closed it behind him. You smiled and kissed him, "you're drunk." He warned.

"I know." You looked up at him. He kissed you again, "Are you sure you wanna do this?" He checks. You nod wrapping your arms around his neck. He kisses you gently before picking you up. He places you on the counter. His hands roamed over your thighs and up your hips. He squeezed them tightly leaning in for a kiss. Your arms wrapped around him pulling him closer. He started taking your bottoms off letting them hug your ankles. His fingers traced your underwear, he groaned softly.

"You're so wet already." He whispered. You grinned as you kissed him, "Mhm... maybe it's from you digging your bulge into my ass while we were dancing.". Randy's face went pink, "I'm not sorry." He smiled. Your hand hugged his bulge cupping his length. He breathed heavily taking your underwear off and pulling you off the sink.

"Wha-" you tried to speak as he spun you around towards the mirror. You looked at yourself then at randy. His blue eyes roamed your body, your lip gloss smeared on his face. He then bent you over the counter, he got his knees observing you. You felt a small lick from him as he held your thighs open. You put your hand on the mirror to balance yourself out. He stood back up unzipping his zipper.

He aligned himself with you, he grabbed some of your hair pulling your face back. He thrust in slowly letting out a low groan. He then pushed himself forward making you rock on the counter a bit. He continued hitting his lip while watching your every move.

"So fucking hot.." he muttered. He watched your tits bounce as your body moved. He gripped your hair pulling it back some more. As soon as the music went quiet he covered you mouth.

"I don't feel like getting kicked out for fucking your brains out." Randy smiled. Your eyes tried to focus on him as he pounded into you. He soon let go of your mouth as the music continued. You immediately let out a loud moan causing him to chuckle.

"Such a filthy mouth..." he slurred. He wrapped his arm around your waist pulling you up. His clothed chest was against your back. He buried his face into your neck continuing to thrust into you.

"Look how pretty you look.." he moaned. He grasped your boob, your head tilted down towards the floor. He gripped your hair pulling it back up.

"Don't you wanna watch me fuck you? Watch my dick destroy that brain of yours.." he proceeded to kiss your neck. You tightened your legs and leaned back against him.

"Mm.. you're close huh?.. so dumb you can't even tell me.." he muttered. You let out a whine in response hoping he'd understand. He grins against your neck, he watched you chase your release. You cried out in pleasure before your body went limp. He smiled, "Come on.. put your panties back on, baby. I'll take you to bed.".

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piracytheorist · 6 months

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Episode 29 thoughts

I made some passionate statements about the first part. Now it's time for a bit of analysis.

So I had seen the trailer where Anya looks sad after having failed her tests and it kind of struck me how she reached the point of crying alone in her room. And well, now I know it was because she was scared of being separated from Becky.

And because I can't keep my mouth shut about this, one of the reasons Anya's friendship with Becky helps her - probably without her realizing it - is that she has someone to back her up when Damian and co. bully her. Becky is always on her side and losing that could cause her severe stress. Sure, they'll still be in the same school, but when your school environment is so toxic and also demanding, losing the constant presence of a friend in the class can be devastating. Trust me, I know of toxic environments in class, and I know of not having someone to back you up. I don't call Damian a bully just to spite fans.

At the end, Damian, despite willingly choosing to let Anya win, he inwardly accuses her of manipulating his feelings - when in fact Anya was simply terrified of losing Becky as a classmate, and that's why she cried. He's still not ready to confront his feelings. He showed sympathy to Anya and then told himself that she manipulated him into that. It shows that he has potential but in no way does it justify the way he makes fun of her - as well as practically encourage Ewen and Emile to jump in on the bullying.

Anyway. Tests go bad, and Anya despairs that she'll be separated from Becky. Becky however, continues believing in Anya. I wonder if Becky would ever consider purposefully flunking her tests so that she can stay as Anya's classmate. She's not doing that well in the friends department either.

Twilight notices her achievements in ancient language (jesus what are they teaching those kids) and is surprised, searching for a reasonable explanation.

We are reminded that he doesn't know anything about her past, can only speculate about it, and decides that since he doesn't have the full info there is no point to do that. The dutiful spy regaining control after the still-in-development paternal feelings got him trying to make sense of his daughter's mind?

Despite her failing scores, Loid still announces to her he made her favourite dish, which instantly fixes her mood.

I think, when in the first episode Anya heard Twilight's thought about how he wants a world where children don't cry, it gave her the impression that he would provide her with an emotionally safe environment - something that was solidified when he was ready to punch Swan for making her cry. Even if she doesn't realize it fully due to her young age, she chose to stay with him and do her best to get into Eden because she trusted that in his heart, he truly wants her to be happy.

So one could argue that Anya is very lucky that despite the levels of Twilight's emotional constipation, he really has the heart to comfort her after she's had a bad day. But it's not really a matter of luck, when she chose to stay with him after she saw what he hides beneath all the spy front, is it?

Warning for blood under the cut.

I gotta say, the transition to the second part was way too jarring. Since the last sight of the first part was a background, the second part should have slid in with another background - like for example, the busy city around Franky's kiosk.

I feel like an idiot, having spoken about the Cyrillic sentences in the previous episode, and now we get this.

I... What even are some of those. Why so many alphabets. Where are those even from and what do they have to do with the Ostanian culture. Does anything make sense anymore. What is life.

Anyway. Anime-onlys are finally introduced to the name Garden and What. The. Fuck.

(excuse the poor collage I'm too tired for photoshop rn)

This image isn't in the manga. I think it's the first time the anime shows more violence than the respective manga chapter, lol. Where did they even get that much blood and how did they get it so high on the wall? Asking the real questions here.

"They eliminate one traitor after another on the shadow government's orders."

That is extremely interesting! Shadow government? Employing an independent assassin group to clean out their traitors?

... Traitors, a group which would include Twilight and Franky?

Franky immediately describes someone fitting Yor's fighting abilities and Twilight is like "No such thing!" shaking his head even. The denial runs deep already, lmao.

Honestly, a bit of a shame we were robbed of Twilight's face as he walked away.

"This isn't worth any intel you might promise me."

Franky puts his skills and connections to use and it was cool to see him in his natural environment, being so smooth and certain in searching around for information.

The part of Franky working with Yor could be summarized with "expert meets expert but they're both such idiots they do not immediately suspect each other". Like Yor I understand being naive and so trusting she sees all those contraptions Franky creates and immediately believes he's all legal about his business. Now how Franky saw her demolish his decade-old work and was like "I shall not question this" beats me. Guess he was also lovestruck for that Kacey woman, and like Loid, he sees a clear spectacle of extraordinary physical strength and goes like "Everyday occurrence. I'm just sad my invention is gone."

That cat is traumatized for life.

Yor's coworkers are... a bunch. We got some sympathetic moments from Camilla in episode 16 but she's still the mean girl type in the office. Yor's naivete truly protects her sometimes from having her feelings hurt, doesn't it?

I think this will play a role in identity reveals. When it comes to everyday civilians, Yor sees the best in them and assumes they have the best intentions. When she kills, she considers her victims bastards and traitors. Right now, Yor has an amazing impression of Loid... how will that flip when she finds out about all the lies he's told and all the ways he's been using her and Anya?

The change in her expression though, when she realizes she's getting a call from Shopkeeper!

I wonder what client was so important that he had to call her in the middle of her workday. Hopefully the plot kicks off from the next episode and this thirsty anime-only shall find out!

#Spy x Family #sxf reaction

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villainessxassassin · 2 years

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Overprotective brother

(Seperate) Vice housewardens + Ruggie x reader

You and your brother were both transported into night raven collage. Safe to say your brother does his very best to thwart away any suiters. But what happens when he discovers that you were in love with someone and that said person tries to win your brother over? Will he give them their blessings?

-Listen, your brother loves Trey.

-He’s just being in denial that someone like him could take away his little sibling.

-so your brother does his best to find anything bad about Trey

-He gave up because he couldn’t find anything bad or vile about him. In fact your brother commented that he’s a perfect househusband.

-you became a blushing mess with what he said but hey it means your brother likes Trey because he complimented him right?

-Anyway Trey knew about how your brother tried to find some sorts of flaws in him. you told him

-You decided to tell Trey that your brother is fond of pastries and he decided to make something for brother.

-Your brother was suspicious on why Trey decided to make a tart for him.

-Tsk. Do you really think your brother can be easily won over by his baking-

-.......

-It was actually delicious.

-What’s this? Your brother suddenly ate six pieces of tarts.

“You know what Trey you can happily marry my sibling in the future, I wouldn’t mind”

“I’m glad to have your blessing then. I promise to take care of them well“

“Yes yes take care of me as well too.“

-Your brother just won the jackpot if he can’t cook, he’ll have a brother -in-law who can cook for him and his sibling.

-Your brother is trying to process things because he could've sworn he saw the said boy you like just eat a dandelion of the ground-

-is he okay?

-starts to get on another level of skeptical once you explained the incident that happened at Magical shift

-was going to outwardly reject the idea of both of you being in a relationship

-but after seeing how Ruggie acted differently when around you made his resolution waver

-After knowing how ruggie doesn’t only care about himself and is willing to try his best to support his family and everyone else back in his hometown almost led him to tears

-but instead of feeling pity for the guy he felt admiration for all the hardship he had to go through

-is also impressed to know he can cook and do household chores (you can thank that lazy azz leona for that-)

-it took awhile for him to accept but in the end he did, and now you have to deal with both of them being troublemakers for you

well sure ruggie would be rusty at the start of a relationship, but once he's able to see you as someone who isn't just giving him a relationship to gain something in return, he'll be willing to steal the whole world for you if needed be<33

-Why must you date one of the scariest guys in NRC?

-for real though your brother is terrified and intimidated by Jade.

-You must really love giving your brother a heart attack- No Jade stop smiling at him like that you don’t want to kill your significant other’s brother right??

-Haiyaaa he really needs to talk some sense into you.

-Still despite Jade’s menacing aura, scary smile, and how shady he is. Jade really treats you well.

-Your brother’s standards aren’t really high as long as they treat you properly like a gentleman then he’ll approve.

-And Jade’s the epitome of gentleman.

-Still you must have a death wish or somethi-

“Uwah it’s shrimpy’s brother~“

“You- stay far away from me- Don’t chase me- y/n help me damn it!“

-You know what Jade’s twin brother Floyd is much more scarier to him.

-He feels threatened every time Floyd says how squeezable he his.

“You know what Jade I approve of your relationship just please stop your brother from squeezing me to death!“

“Oya oya you hear that Y/n? I finally got your brother’s approval.“

-Your brother didn’t like Jamil after what transpired at Scrabia.

-your brother would always be by your side if Jamil’s near the vicinity.

-He’ll admit that Jamil is also househusband material due to how experienced he is.

-you know cooking, will serve you well, etc.

-But still your brother is suspicious of him.

-Jamil knew that of course, you said that its his way to look out for you due to how you're his only sibling.

-He understands your brother’s feelings as well seeing as he also plays the brother role.

-One time Jamil and your brother had an encounter with each other alone. He told your sibling that time that you deserved better than him.

-Your brother asked him why but Jamil’s answer shocked him.

“Unlike me, Kalim he could offer everything your sibling wants. I am merely a servant of the Asim family and could burden her.”

-Your brother decided to comfort him.

“Listen, my sibling chose you instead of Kalim because she sees something in you that Kalim doesn’t have. Besides, they aren’t ones to fall for someone because of their ranks rather, they much prefer hardworking people.“

-After that conversation, the two of them started to get along and you were happy.

-Because your sibling just allowed Jamil to court you right?

-your brother seriously questions your taste.

-Then you remind him he has horrible taste for girls as well which makes him flustered.

-But in all seriousness why would you want that man to court you?

-Rook knows about your brother's obvious dislike for him, you comforted him about it and he said that he wasn't at all offended and it fuels him to get your sibling's approval

-thus the start of hunting for your brother's approval

-pestering him, stalking him, annoying him, etc. Leona was grateful that Rook was not bothering him anymore, no he didn't feel sorry for your brother.

-Your sibling was greatly annoyed while you being the menace of a little sibling laughed at his suffering but also told him to get along with him for his little sibling's sake.

How did Rook get your brother’s approval?

- Well your brother witnessed one time how lovey-dovey you two are and was annoyed.

-but then he noticed how bright you've smiled while being with Rook.

-he also noticed that he genuinely cares about you via the love poems Rook would recite or write to you.

-And honestly, he was happy that you've found someone who'd care for you like that.

-So the next day when Rook pesters him again your brother told him that he got his approval to date you and accept him in the family.

-Rook was happy that all of his hard work paid of, you were happy as well that your brother finally accepted him

-Although that didn't stop him from annoying your brother and him doing his best not to pop a blood vessel.

-Your brother and Leona does their best to hide away from Rook <33

-Why... Why does your brother even try to thwart of Lilia at this point.

--Your brother could only get heart attacks when Lilia greets him via being upside down

-Lilia tried to cook for him since you recommended that your brother loves eating food.

"What's this?"

"It's your favorite food your sibling told me"

"I-is it now?"

-your brother will admit though he's impressed with Lilia's vast knowledge and how wise he is

-he then remembers that he's lived for many years

-After a LOT of coaxing, your brother eventually accepts him

-although, you'll never find him taking another taste of his cooking unless he wanted to end his life right then and there

"tsk I've only accepted you in dating my sibling because you somewhat met my standards."

"OHO? If that's the case then shouldn't you address me properly?~"

"What on earth do you mean?"

"You know that I'm older than you right?~"

"Yes what about it?"

"Heh- you may call me Big. Brother. Lillia~"

"Yeah no old man"

Starts to rethink everything because apparently his whole lives preparation led him to having a vampire grandpa as a soon to be brother in law 🦇

____

*only writes ruggie's hc and leaves* Guinevere you're on your own 🚶‍♀️

*Guinevere proceeding to write everything else as she should💅*

“I’m fine :))”

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gettinshiggywithit · 1 year

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!Bakugou falling asleep with his s/o on video call!

Scenario:-what if Reader and Bakugou fell asleep on a call/video chat?

Pairing:- bakugou x gn!reader

Genre:-fluff/comfort

Type:- oneshot

A/N:-shout out to @cloudy-zephyr for bein my muse on this one too!couldnt do it without you babes😘

Okie so it started at like 8pm

He wanted to finish ‘cos he had to go to bed by 9 and well he didnt wanna stay up too late

Dont get me wrong the boi loves ya but he NEEDS his eight hours😭

So eight pm rolls around and you join ur special zoom link🥰

AND HES LATE

(like GURL WHY IS U LATEE FOR A VIDEO CALL)

but then while ur fuming cos NOW U ONLY HAVE 55MINS AND NOT 60

He comes into the chat and guess what homeboy’s wearin😭

This man is wearing a full three piece tux and is at his kitchen table(the lighting is perfect there)

And ur just like “BITCH WHERE HAVE YOU- oh wow well hello there~”

And he’s just 😏

And nowww u feel insecure and a lil embarrassed cos this bitch is in a tux and you’re in bed in your pjs with messy hair

Oh also as if on cue ur led lights just turn to red and it looks like u AND ur room are blushing

You ask him why he’s wearin a tux and he just says “gotta look presentable for my partner dont i😏”

And ur like “SIRRR you look amazing REGARDLESS”

But ofc u cant sayyy that so u just say “dam right😤”

You laugh and then move on

You talk about the most random shit and also talk abt some pieces of shit😅(i.e. people you both dont like~)

Eventually it becomes 8.55 and he seems a lil tired

So you ask him if yall should sign off

But HE say No~

You are FLABBERGASTED

but you dont complain

You go on for another 1.5 hrs and then he keeps his head on his arms and closes his eyes

He still replies durin ur convo

But hes slurring his words

And soon enough hes out like a light

And keep in mind this man is in a FULL FUCKIN TUX asleep on the kitches table~

For you🧡

So you keep ur computer on ur second pillow and cover up the laptop a little with your blanket too

And then you fall asleep while admiring ur boyfriend and his adorable features

Be starts to snore so u mute him and then before you forget you take plenty of screenshots

He wakes up the next day at 6 to find that hes still on call,hes still in his tux and-

He was starting to get annoyed with himself (he thought hed fallen asleep thinkin abt u after the call) but then he sees that ur still there and smiles

Maybe it was worth it after all~

Oh btw he DEFINITELY took screenshots of you too

Made it into a collage and gave it to u on ur birthday is what he did~😭

please dont repost my work here as your own on any platform all rights belong to me except that of the characters used,their right belong to their respective owners.but these stories? mine.

feedback,likes,reblogs and comments are so very appreciated tbh :’)i hope you enjoyed and ill catch ya next time!

Comments & Reblogs w/ tags >>>>>>>>>>>likes please

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bakubunny · 15 days

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bkdk thirst. one of my favourite things in the worlddnsjjans. I feel like katsuki would get so cocky after collage it’s unbelievable, but I also fell like he would be much more calmer then he was in high school cuz izu recommended him anger management and therapy, while on the other hand, izuku would still be a calm sweetheart, but ! if you push his buttons enough he will let his inner bakugou from high school out and he would be sooooooo mean 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

I imagine that izu and suki would be into those girls that are very shy and awkward in the beginning but once they get comfortable they are the total opposite ! so just imagine this.

it’s a normal day for izuku and katsuki, they just saved a bunch of civilians from a villain and now they’re surrounded by a bunch of paparazzi asking them questions about the battle and trying to take pictures of them. there are a lot of fan girls in the crowd, wanting izuku and katsuki to sign they’re merch of them and what not.

as izuku and katsuki are answering the questions from the reporters something in the crowd catches izukus eye. it’s you. you’re in the crowd with his shirt on and a dynamite plush in your hands, coming closer and closer to them as you wave at them. by this time katsuki has also noticed you too, and is waiting for you to come up to them.

now that you pushed yourself through the crowd of paparazzi you manage to throw yourself into they’re arms and give them a hug. of course, the reporters know who you are ; I mean.. everybody knows who’s izukus midoriyas and katsuki bakugous girlfriend by now.

as you’re busy hogging your men all to yourself you notice another reporter approaching you. then there is this switch inside your head that just turned on by itself. it has been a very loooong time since you teased izu and suki and this seems like a perfect opportunity to do it ; I mean.. what better way to piss off you’re pro hero boyfriends than to embarrass them on national television. it’s also a bonus that you’re not wearing anything under this shirt.

the reporter now approached you, putting the microphone up to your mouth and immediately started asking you questions.

,, ahhh miss y/n it’s so refreshing to finally see you back with your boyfriends on the tv ! tell me, what was running through your head when you were watching your boyfriends fight so hard for the country again ? “

you smile at the reporter who was waiting for you’re answer, while izu and suki were behind you, ready to listen to every word that’s about to come out of your mouth. you were so ready to piss them off, and what better way to do it than to talk shit about the person who they’ve been idolising since they were kids.

,, well I have to say that I was worried for they’re safety but I knew they were gonna pull off ! they are the no.1 and no.2 hero for a reason right ? and I have say, they are always trying they’re best and they’re doing a much better hob at it then the previous no.1 hero.. right ? I mean, don’t get me wrong ! all might was good and all that but.. he just wasn’t that good you know… izuku and katsuki are much stronger than him after all, wouldn’t you agree ? ever since he retired he wasn’t really doing much for the town let alone the whole country ! and he looks so funny when he’s not using his quirk ! might as well call him bone thug by now ! am I right !? “

the reporter gave you am awkward smile as you bursted into laughter. you felt izukus hand grip you arm that he was holding ever since the interview started, you also felt katsuki staring daggers through you as you continued with you’re sweet laugh. but.. izuku had to cut off your laugh and try to make the situation a little less awkward.

,, well I wouldn’t really agree on that one baby. all might was my and kacchans inspiration since we were kids and he was also my mentor, I wouldn’t be here right now if it wasn’t for him “ izuku gave you a sweet smile but you knew that it was all bullshit. you saw it in his eyes. behind that look was the urge to rip off your leggings and spank you right there on the spot. but will that look stop you from teasing them ? nope.

you opend your mouth again but this time you weren’t even looking at the reporter. you were staring dead into izukus eyes.

,, pftt ! whatever, isn’t he like 80 by now ? he’s so old he should be in a nursing home by now ! you know what scratch that ! he’s already one leg in the grave - “

you felt an another grip, but this time on your waist. it was katsuki. he was looking at you like you were his prey amd he was a monster that’s about to swallow you whole without chewing.

,, don’t you think that’s enough baby ? we should get home now and relax after such a long day yeah ? “

you bit your lip at his comment because you knew that you three were gonna do anything but relax when you get home. it was also helping that your nipples were getting hard at the moment, it just meant more embarrassment. the reporter gave you a smile once again with a thank you amd walked off. you three ignored the rest of the reporters that wanted to interview you guys.

when you got into the car there was nothing but pure silence for the first two minutes. but izuku finally decided to cut it off.

,, you had you’re little fun didn’t you doll, hm ? “ izuku asked. but his voice wasn’t as sweet as it was just a few minutes ago. no. this time it was dark, full of venom. but you were not gonna give up now, you were determined to make them so mad that they’re faces turned red.

,, what do you mean ? I didn’t say anything that wasn’t a fact. all might is an old far anyw- “

you were cut off by a sound off moaning and globing, coming from katsukis phone. that shut you up real good.

,, you should keep that fucking mouth of yours shut and don’t try to get all mouth smart with us because this was you the last weekend princess “

katsuki told you while he was smirking at you. that blonde hair asshole. you covered your face with your hair and started speaking again.

,. turn that off ! please.. “

you were hesitant to say the last word but this was so humiliating you just couldn’t help it !

,, what’s the matter now huh ? where are all those big girl words now huh baby doll ? “

izuku asked you as he was cocking his head to the side, smiling at you.

you were still looking to the side, refusing to look at them, the sound from katsukis phone has now stopped and you were felling just a little bit more relived.

,, ughhh.. fineeee. I’m sorry. I’m sorry I said all that stuff okay ! I won’t do it agin I promise ! “ you told them with red cheeks that you hoped they aren’t seeing because right now you’re red like a tomato.

katsuki pulled you hair away from your face and smirked at you like the cocky asshole that he is.

,, oh.. oh oh oh, trust us that you are never going to pull that shit again after were done with you baby princess “

well …. you can imagine the rest 😵‍💫😵‍💫

oof. yeah you’d be in for one hell of a night if you talked like that to a reporter in front of them. 🥴

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Baby daddy • Conrad fisher

Warnings: pregnancy, conrad being adorable

Summery: when y/n and conrad get pregnant he swears to be a better dad than his ever was

When y/n and Conrad found out they were pregnant it was a shock to say the least. They were both only 21 and had just graduated collage. Y/n had just started her job at a publishing company and Conrad was about to enrol in Med school. Nothing about that changed there minds that they were doing this. They’d have this baby. If anyone could do it it was them.

They pair had decided to spend the summer up to her due date in cousins along with Jeremiah and Belly who insisted on being there. They’d invited Laurel too and she’d been staying every other weekend promising she’d be there when y/n gave birth.

“Y/n what’s wrong?” Jeremiah said walking into the kitchen with Laurel following closely behind him. Y/n was sat at the table breathing heavily gripping the onto the table her knuckles white.

“They’re 7 minutes apart.” Y/n said looking up “I thought it was just cramps they said it can happen I didn’t think it was really gonna happen… not today, Connies not even here!” Y/n was panicking slightly as Jeremiah came to her side taking her hand in his.

“okay we need to get her to the hospital have you got a hospital bag?” Laurel asked when she found out about y/n being pregnant she made sure they had everything planned out that’s everything was prepared for this exact moment

“it’s in my car.” Y/n said as Jeremiah helped her up placing his hand on her back as he guided her outside to her car where Laurel climbed into the drivers seat

“Call Connie .”Y/n said panicking at the thought of him not being there. She couldn’t do it without him. She wouldn’t.

“I’ve tried he’s not answering.” Jeremiah said as she squeezed his hand. Y/n began looking for her phone to call him herself Jeremiah handed y/n her bag letting her fish around for her phone

“Conrad pick up the god damn phone it’s me your girlfriend you know the one that’s carrying your child, I’m currently going into labour you know to give birth to our daughter so you better get your ass here as fast as you possibly can.” She said before cutting the line and tossing her phone back in her bag

“We’re almost here, y/n.” Laurel said just as they pulled down the road so they were in sight of the hospital.

Everything that happened for the next hour or so was a blur “have any of you heard from Conrad?” Y/n said hed decided that today was the perfect day to teach belly how to sail after she’d begged him for years so she knew his phone would be on silent

“No nothing yet.” Jeremiah said giving her a sympathetic look as Laurel suggested he goes at gets something to eat

“I can’t do this without him Laurel.”

“I know Y/n just breathe okay let me handle this.” Lauren said softly as she laced her hand in y/n’s

“If…if Conrad doesn’t get here promise you’ll stay with me.” Y/n practically begged tears running down her eyes as she sat in the hospital bed in more pain than she’d ever been in

“Of course I will.” Laurel said just as Jeremiah ran in both of them turning to look at him as another contraction hit for y/n

“he’s on his way, he’ll be here.” Jeremiah said giving her a look she just nodded breathing though the pain her knuckles white as she gripped the side of the bed

“see I told you everything will be okay I’m gonna go get you some water I’ll be right back .” Laurel said kissing the back of her hand

“thank god.” she said just as her phone started ringing “Connie .”She said as the others left the room leaving her to talk to him alone

“Honey I’m so sorry I didn’t answer.”he said she could tell he was crying “god i could have missed it.” He said she could hear belly’s voice in the background asking for directions

“honey, it’s okay please just hurry up and get here I can’t do this without you.” She said the fear in her voice evident she never thought she’d be so scared. She didn’t have family to rely on her parents were extremely disapproving of her keeping the baby they told her it would ruin her career and was a stupid decision. She only had really Conrad and doing this without him terrified her.

“I’ll be there as fast as I can just breathe okay.” Conrad was struggling to say calm himself he was annoyed at himself for not being there. Annoyed at himself for thinking that two weeks before her due date was plenty before she’d actually give birth.

“Connie promise me you’ll get here.” she said softly as she felt another contraction coming on

“I promise baby.” he said before she told him she needed to go and they hung up.

It was about 20 minutes later and Conrad wasn’t there “Ma’am we have to take you in with or without your partner .” the midwife told y/n but she shook her head

“not yet i can’t do this without him.”she said as a tear rolled down her cheek she was panicking more than she already had

“is there anyone that can stand in for him we need to get you in there now!”she said y/n nodded before telling the nurse who went and got Laurel from the waiting room after they’d kicked everyone out.

“Ma’am we have to go now we can’t wait any longer.” the midwife said y/n nodded as Lauren took her hand walking along side her as they wheeled her into the hall just as they got to the set of double doors she heard Conrads voice

“y/n.” he said running towards her Laurel moved out of the way letting Conrad next to here

“you made it!”

“I told you I would.”he said kissing her forehead before they went behind the double doors.

As soon as the baby was here y/n felt like everything had fallen into place. She was exactly we’re she needed to be with the people that she needed.

Conrad had crawled into the bed beside her as they held there daughters in there arms y/n resting her head on his shoulder. Laurel could have sworn she’d never seen them smile this wide.

“What should we call her?” Conrad asked as she slept peacefully in there arms y/n smiled softly looking up at him

“I think Eleanor for her first name.” Y/n whispered scared to wake her Conrad smiled agreeing

“She does looks like a Eleanor.”

Conrad had moved Eleanor to her crib getting ready for the nurse to take her to the nursery while y/n went to pee. Laurel had come in with food for y/n after she instead she needed a burger.

“What have you decided to name our precious little Angel?” Laurel asked as the nurse came into the room y/n pressed a kiss to Eleanors forehead before the nurse took her to the nursery.

“Her names Eleanor Susana Fisher.” Y/n said and Laurel eyes welled up along with Conrads he’d mentioned wanting to honour his moms name but he didn’t want to pressure y/n into it

“Really? That’s beautiful.” Laurel said as a tear rolled down her cheek

“You two are going to be amazing parents”

— — —

“Look at her .” Y/n said as a tear rolled down her cheek as Conrad and her stood over there babys Moses basket

“she’s so little.” Conrad said his arms around Y/n as they stared at her in adoration. They’d made that. She was all theirs.

“I think we should go to bed.” Conrad whispered softly she nodded but neither of of them moved away from her

“that’s our girl.” Y/n said as conrad made the first move soft leading her over to the bed knowing how exhausted she was

“if she wakes up I’ll get her you sleep you must be tried.” he whispered softly

“I love you.”she Whispered as they crawled into bed

“I love you more than you will ever know.”he said before she drifted into a deep sleep

Almost two hours later the pair were awoke by Eleanor’s cry’s from the other room. Conrad insisted y/n stay in bed and he’d go feed her.

He got her bottle from downstairs and made his way to Eleanor’s room “I’ve got you pretty baby.” He said scooping her into his arms giving her the bottle swaying back and forth slightly

“You look just like your momma Eleanor.” He whispered as he sat on the chair next to her cot “you don’t realise how lucky you are to have her as you mom, there’s no one who could be better than her. She’s gonna love you more than you can even imagine she already does and so do I.” Conrad kept talking even though he was really talking to himself

“I never thought I could love someone as much as I love you and your momma but you two god I’d do anything for you. I promise I’ll do my best to be a good dad mine wasn’t always the greatest but I promise to be good for you.” By now Eleanor had finished her bottle and was already fast asleep In his arms. He didn’t want to put her down if he had it his was he’d hold her forever.

Conrad never been happier. His two girls were all he needed

— — —

“Say Mama,” Y/n said while playing with Nellie as she giggled at the smile on y/n’s face conrad was sat next to them pulling faces making her giggle more. Oh how they loved that giggle

“No say Dada,” Conrad said as y/n nudged him. To Nellie everything was funny anything made her laugh she was the happiest baby.

“mama,” Y/n said a wide smile plastered on her face, Conrad had his video cameron out as usual he recorded random things every now and then, this time hoping to catch her first word in camera

“Nellie say Dada,” Conrad said again his eye flickering between the girl he now gets to call The mother of his child and his beautiful baby girl

“Mama,” Nellie murmured Y/n gasped as her eyes lit up before blowing raspberries

“did you say Mama Nellie?”Y/n said looking over at Conrad she had tears in her eyes

“Mama.” Nelly said again y/n smiled Widely as Nellie bounced in her lap

“Mama loves you Nellie.” Y/n said as a tear rolled down her cheek “she said Mama.” Y/n looked up at Conrad’s , he couldn’t help but feel slightly jealous but that all faded when he saw the look on Y/n’s face he had his two girls and that was all he cared about.

— — —

“Dada when’s Mama gonna be home?”Nellie asked, she was now three years old and still struggling to get used to y/n not being there all the time, she was cuddled up to conrad watching Luca for the third time that day, while y/n was at work. Most days she worked from home her boss telling her how important family was and how she could be as much help from home as she was when she was in the office because there was no one who could do the job like her

“she’ll be home soon, you miss mommy?” he asked helping peel her orange for her after she struggled for a while insisting she was a big girl and didn’t need help but ultimately started putting and telling him she needs her dadas help. Nellie nodded conrad handed her a piece of orange while she did a little dance happy to finally have her orange

“well mommy is taking you to see uncle Jere and Aunt Belly tomorrow while daddy goes to work then you’re going to stay a laurels.” Conrad said as Eleanor’s eyes lit up. She adored Laurel she claimed she was her best friend.

“Laur laur is my favourite.” Nellie said conrad gasped Turing to her

“I thought I was your favourite.” He said pouting at her making her giggle

“You’re to smelly.” Eleanor said laughing more as she gasped before attacking her with tickles causing her to laugh hysterically only stopping when the door opened

“Mommy.” Nellie said jumping up from he seat and running over to the door with the biggest smile on her face

“There’s my baby.” Y/n said crouching down as Nellie wrapped her arms around her snuggling into her

“I missed you mommy.” she said as Y/n picked her up making her way over to the couch we’re Conrad was sat admiring his girls.

“I missed you too baby…did you have a fun day with daddy?” Y/n asked as she sat down on the couch with Nellie sat on her Lap

“Uh huh we played dinosaurs and daddy showed me on the Tv a dinosaur movie.”Nellie explained playing with zip on Y/n’s jacket

“wow he did? that sounds like so much fun, you know I think uncle Jere said something about playing dinosaurs with you tomorrow.” Y/n said Nellies eyes lit up

“Really?” she asked with a smile Y/n nodded watching as Nellie turned to Conrad “you hear that dada I’m gonna play even more dinosaurs.”Nellie said smiling wider Conrad smile leaning to kiss her forehead

“aren’t you a lucky girl.” Conrad said pinching her cheek softly making her giggled

“I made you something mommy.” Nellie said turning her attention back to y/n

“you did?” Y/n asked as Nellie nodded climbing off her lap “be carful on the stairs Nellie.” Y/n called after her as Nellie held onto the side slowly walking up the stairs

“Hey Honey.” Y/n Turned to Conrad sinking into the couch her head coming to rest on his shoulder

“how was work?” he asked leaning down and kissing her softly. God he was so in love with her.

“same old same old… is it bad that I can’t be away from her for more than an hour without missing her.” She asked Conrad shook his head as she intertwined there hands

“not at all she’s our little girl y/n.” Conrad said pulling her closer

“I can’t believe she’s already three.” Y/n said as Nellie came running back in a painting in hand that she’d made with Conrad earlier that day

“it’s us mommy.” Nellie said putting the painting on the coffee table as Y/n sat Nellie on her lap “that’s ones daddy, that’s me, that ones mommy and that’s Rupert.”she said Y/n couldn’t stop smiling at how she’d drawn her Teddy as well.

“It’s amazing, should we put it on the fridge?” Y/n asked and Nellie nodded. Conrad lifted her off y/n’s lap and carried her into the kitchen following behind y/n.

“Perfect!” Y/n said putting it up with a magnet before leaning up and kissing Nellies cheek.

— — —

“It’s bed time Nellie.” Y/n said she’d just bathed and changed her but She turned her back for two minutes and Nellie had ran into hers and Conrad’s room hiding under the cover “Connie, have you seen Nellie I can’t seem to find her?”Y/n said playing along

“no, where could she?” Conrad said walking towards the bed “I guess we’ll have to keep Rupert with us tonight.” He said before they heard Nellie giggling

“noo!” she wined as she popped out Conrad attacking her with kisses all over her face her giggles filling the room “Mommy Help me.” she said in between kisses

“bed time Nel.” Conrad said lifting her up

“Mommy.” Nellie said making sure Y/n was following as Conrad carried her to her bedroom

“I’m coming Baby.” Y/n said following behind her Conrad had tucked Nellie into bed with her tedding kissing her head softly

“goodnight Nellie.” he whispered as she reached up for him kissing his head just the way he did to her

“night dada, you’re my favourite dinosaur.” she said yawning reaching her hand out “Mommy?” Nellie said as Y/n sat next to her knowing Nellie couldn’t sleep without her there

“Yes my darling.” Y/n asked stroking her hair

“I love you.”

“I love you too my sweet girl.”

———

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Javier Escuella X F.Reader - It's never to late to repent (Part 3)

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Warning: Very emotional (I think), hurt and comfort

Summary: The wait seems to have no end for you and you are about to just give up. Why wait for a man who has probably finally finished with you? But this little spark of hope... Could you let go so easily? What helps you during this time is the reunion with John Marston, who has always been a good friend to you...

Javier Escuella X F.Reader - It's never to late to repent (Part 3)

"Good morning, miss."

"Good morning!"

The man behind the counter smiled sympathetically at you as he told you that still no letter had come for you. He was sorry to see your sad eyes.

"I'm sure it will come soon. Just be patient, miss."

With a gentle nod, you thanked the man and suppressed your tears. Two weeks had passed and there was no word from Javier. You had hoped so much that he would reach out for you. Your last meeting had gone well! So why hadn't you heard from him? Was he still angry with you? Were you that naive? It hurt terribly. You'd been waiting for Javier for so many years… Maybe it was time to just give up, forget about him. Obviously he didn't want to know about you anymore.

"Y/N?"

Hearing your name, you were surprisingly jolted out of your thoughts. You turn around, curious to know who it could be. And when you saw the young man in front of you, you could hardly believe your eyes.

"John?!"

"Oh, my… How are you?"

Neither John nor you hesitated. Instantly you fell into each other's arms and John hugged you tightly.

"John! What a joy to see you!"

It instantly gave you back so much joy and so much strength, that you were able to push back your disappointment in Javier. You had not expected John at all, and the joy was great! Very, very great! The last time you saw John was when you escaped together. After that, you lost sight of each other but you were so happy that he was alive and that he had made it. You slowly broke away from the embrace to look at him more closely.

"You look… different, John."

He looked like a hard-working farmer. He had let his beard grow a little, so the scars on his face were even more noticeable.

"You look different too…. ehm, good! You look good."

You had to laugh at his words. I guess he still had a hard time with compliments.

"Thank you, John! Where's Abigail? Jack?"

"Oh, um…"

John cleared his throat, looking down at the floor, because it didn't seem easy for him to talk about his family.

"She… she took Jack and left me, Y/N."

Frowning, you couldn't even realize what John had just said at first. But judging from his hurt look, it was just as he had said.

"Oh, John. I'm so sorry about that…"

"Yeah… Me too…"

More broken hearts…

The silence that fell between you didn't please John at all, so he tried to steer the topic in another direction.

"What brings you to Strawberry, Y/N?"

"I live here now. Not far from town!"

"Wow. It's beautiful up here. You picked a nice place to live."

"Yes. It's quiet and the people here are very friendly."

John smiled warmly at you and you returned his gesture because it was so good to see an old friend again. It helped you make your day a little better.

"And what about you John? I'm surprised to see you here!"

"I'm currently living on a farm near Little Creek River. That's where I work too."

It was nice to hear that he had found a job to live an honest life. He had also moved on, shedding his past. Not the memory, certainly. But the way of life.

"I'm very proud of you, John."

"Oh, thank you…"

It was unusual for the young man to hear such words, they came very rarely. But it only reminded him of how loving you always were to him and the other members. You were always good at building other people up, giving them courage and a good feeling.

"I… actually came here to receive some supplies. For the farm."

That's when John walked up to the counter, asking the postal worker for his goods.

"Can I give you a ride, Y/N? My wagon's outside."

"Sure. Why not. Thanks!"

John had some goods, which he stowed on his wagon with your help. During the trip at home, you couldn't get the fact that Abigail had left him out of your mind. But you also didn't want to pry and ask what exactly had happened. Nevertheless, you wanted to show him that you would always have an open ear for him because you knew all too well how painful a separation was. The way home was not long.

"Thank you, John."

"You're welcome."

You got down from the car and looked up at John. You had just met again, after all, and you didn't want to let him go just yet.

"John, why don't you come in for a cup of tea or coffee? How about it? I've got some pie there too!"

"Blueberry pie?"

You had to smile, because John seemed to remember that you had baked a lot and liked to bake for the gang.

"Yeah, that one."

John playfully screwed up his face like; damn it! That's the one I love so much!

"I really appreciate it, but I can't. My boss is waiting for his delivery. He's very impatient, you must know."

"Oh… okay…"

Of course you could understand that he was busy, but it was still a pity. You would have liked to have had more time with him. Maybe this was one of the few opportunities you would have to see each other. When John saw the look on your face, he took heart. His boss could wait a bit, he would think of an excuse.

"I…think I have time for a piece of pie. And coffee doesn't sound bad either."

Satisfied with his decision, you lead him to your home. It was a small, pretty cabin. You had put up lots of dried flowers. There were some in the tiny hallway, in the kitchen, and even in the bedroom. In your kitchen there was a big dining table. The living room and kitchen formed one room. There was even a fireplace in the living room to keep you well through the winters.

"Nice place you have here."

"Thank you. I feel very comfortable here too. Sit down John, won't take long."

"Thanks."

While you made the coffee and placed some of the cake on the plates, John looked around silently. Everything seemed to have its place.

"John, um…would you like to talk? About Abigail?"

"Huh? Oh, sorry. What did you say?"

You had brought him out of his thoughts, had barely caught what you had said.

"If you want to talk. About your current situation with Abigail."

But John just puffed, shaking his head.

"There's not much to say, Y/N. She took Jack and just left me. Just like that."

He was angry, you could tell.

"I'm… not a perfect man now, Y/N. But she always wanted the perfect guy. One who doesn't make mistakes. But that's not me. I try hard to live an honest life!"

"Oh, John… I know it hurts…"

You were a poor judge of the situation. Abigail must have had her reasons for leaving him, but what she had done it for, she couldn't say. With a sad expression on your face, you put your hand on his shoulder sympathetically.

There was only a soft sigh from John as he stared down at his hands.

"I haven't heard from them in almost a year…"

You listened to his words as you poured the freshly brewed coffee into the cups to bring to the table.

"I sent many letters, even went to see them once, but Abigail seemed to have finally finished with me."

"I… I don't know what to say, John."

Only that you were very sorry and had actually hoped that he and Abigail would become the family they deserved.

"Like I said," John said, glancing at you as you took a seat next to him. "There's not much to say."

♦♦♦♦

With a tender smile, you put your hand on his, squeezing it gently. You wished you could tell him that the pain would become more bearable with time. But you couldn't, because it would simply be a lie. The only thing you could do was tell him to look forward.

"You know John, they say what you love, let go. If it comes back to you, it stays with you. Forever."

But John could only chuckle at your words, yet he thought it was sweet of you to try to cheer him up.

"You're a good woman, Y/N. I hope Javier knows what he threw away back then."

When his name came up, you averted your eyes from John. John was certainly right about that, but, well….

"We've all made mistakes in our past, John. Javier's not the only one…"

"We were like brothers. He had said so himself. And then? Then he sided with Dutch and Micah. To me, he's nothing but a traitor!"

Hearing John talk about Javier hurt you deeply, but you couldn't blame John either. He was hurt and disappointed in Javier.

"Oh, John…we have to stop judging the mistakes of others. It doesn't undo anything either."

Your voice was soft, it almost seemed to John like you were on the verge of tears.

"I'm sorry… I know how much you loved Javier. I… shouldn't have mentioned him."

Should you tell John about Javier? Maybe they could talk things out? Maybe they could become friends again? Like they were back then? But John was clearly not on good terms with Javier. Maybe it wasn't the right time yet.

"It's all right, John. All that was… a long time ago…"

"Yeah…"

"Javier, good work in Saint Denis! The customer is very happy!"

"Mhm… thanks…"

Mister Hazard owned a small carpentry shop. Javier was one of his best workers and he was very proud of him. And Mister Hazard was a man who cared about his workers. He could tell by the look on Javier's face that he was not well at all. He had been very withdrawn for several weeks. Javier had always radiated a kind of sadness and sorrow, but it had gotten worse.

"What's wrong, Javier?"

Mr. Hazard sat down by the fire with Javier. The latter was carving on a piece of wood, probably just to get his mind off things.

"Nothing… it's… everything is fine…", Javier said with a quiet sigh. Okay, he wouldn't believe himself either. Mister Hazard was not a moron.

"Come on. What's wrong?"

Javier gazed into the fire for quite a while, his blade passing over the piece of wood again and again, slowing down and slowing down. Until finally he began to speak.

"You know, I often miss my home. But… then, well… I've lived in America for so many years now, my heart, my soul, belong here too. They belong… To her."

"Mhm… and what is her name, my friend?"

Javier sighed heavily, turning his gaze to Mister Hazard.

"Y/N. Her name is Y/N. And because of a very stupid decision, I had thrown it all away. Had thrown her love away. Our plans, our future. Everything."

Javier shook his head as he inwardly cursed himself. Mister Hazard nodded at him, now able to slowly comprehend what was going on inside the young man.

"I've made some stupid mistakes too, Javier."

"I doubt they were as big as mine, Mister Hazard."

But Mister Hazard just chuckled, put a hand on his shoulder, looking at him.

"Son, listen to me. I know that it can be hard to forgive yourself. But I also know that self-pity and self-loathing only make things worse."

Javier's pained expression was hard to bear, for Mister Hazard really liked him.

"If there's a chance to make it right, take it Javier."

But Javier shook his head slightly, biting his lower lip gently.

"I… have seen her. A few weeks ago, I met Y/N. After five long years, and I wanted to run away. Like a coward."

Javier gasped, laughing at himself.

"She wouldn't let me go."

Mister Hazard leaned back a bit as he listened to the young man.

"I… almost couldn't even look her in the eye. I can't even forgive myself. How is she supposed to love me anymore?"

But once again, Javier was only given a gentle smile. Mister Hazard was a bit older than Javier and had gained his life experiences and he wanted to share them with him. He could understand all too well how he felt and he wanted to prevent him from making any more mistakes.

"Some people are capable of loving someone so much that they would forgive anything. They would go through hell to preserve the life of a loved one. Y/N came up to you even though you committed a grave mistake. She wouldn't let you go because she didn't want to lose you again."

After all these years, Javier got the chance to pour his heart out and it was good to hear that there was hope. Deep down, Javier knew that he was only making things worse with his stubborn head. Maybe this conversation needed to happen to wake him up.

"Don't let your love pass, Javier. Everyone makes mistakes and what happened can't be undone. But you can learn from them and you have to look forward."

Javier's gaze turned to the campfire and instantly your beautiful face came before his eyes.

"Tell her how much you love her and how much you long for her."

"I…"

"Now the time has come. Your paths have led you back to each other. This is no coincidence, my boy."

"The look on her face… when I broke her heart back then…"

Pain filled Javier and he closed his eyes, squeezing them shut to suppress the pain in his chest.

"You know what I regret, Javier? Huh?"

Javier looked to his boss, whose eyes had become glassy, and he sighed deeply before speaking up again.

"That I had often not been a good husband to my Marie. I ask her forgiveness every day, for every day in the course of our marriage that I had put the fulfillment of my desires above hers."

Javier knew that Mister Hazard had once been married, and Javier could be sure he knew what he was talking about. So he listened to him carefully.

"To forgive me for every moment I broke her heart and didn't give a damn."

Javier sat back, close to tears, because the man's words touched him. He saw himself in this story.

"And I ask her to forgive me for the countless moments I neglected to tell her…how…. infinitely I loved her."

A small pause occurred between them. It was obvious to Mister Hazard that the memories of his wife tormented him greatly, and yet he shared them with Javier.

"I…"

Mister Hazard swallowed, the lump in his throat growing larger, and he averted his eyes from Javier for a moment.

"I was so sure that we would still have time for this. But that was a mistake, Javier. And now I stand at her grave every day and have to ask her forgiveness. Hoping that maybe she'll hear me, maybe she'll see me."

♦♦♦♦

Javier felt the salty tears running down his cheeks. This man carried this pain with him and it opened his eyes.

"Therefore Javier, now is the time. Don't run away from her, but reach out for your love. Enjoy the day together as if it were your last. And live!"

The young man had understood and he was grateful for this conversation.

"If you want to make love, do it now! If you wanted to ask forgiveness, ask now! Because if you don't, you'll end up like me, and you'll never be able to hold her in your arms again, Javier."

"I… understand. I understand…"

Javier knew it was now or never. Instantly, the young man rose from his seat and walked toward the stables to retrieve his stallion. He had lost far too much time…

You were just about to pour freshly brewed coffee into your cup when there was a knock at your door. It was still early in the morning and you were not expecting anyone. But you thought it might be John. In the last few days he had come to visit you quite often. But at this hour? It was only seven o'clock in the morning. Still, you went to the door.

"Who is it?"

"Y/N…"

Your eyes grew wide as you recognized the voice.

"It's me, Javier."

Instantly you opened the door. Could this really be? You could hardly believe it when you saw him standing in front of you.

Javier had ridden all night to be with you as soon as possible. Judging by the expression on his face, he looked very saddened and you saw again the shame, that guilt in his eyes.

"May I… come in, Y/N?"

You looked at him, your words stuck in your throat…

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